The Twins
Copyright© 2001 by Martina2023
Chapter 14
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 14 - A pair of 16 year old twins stumble into a sexual relationship that takes them to the very edges of biological reproduction, where they become the guinea pigs...
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Lesbian Zoophilia Incest Sex Toys Bestiality Pregnancy
The corset shop sent a card asking if she would call them. Over the phone the manager told her that most of the clothes had arrived and would Thursday be suitable for the catalogue shoot. She agreed and noted the address of the photographers. On the day both the owner and his wife were there and she posed in dozens of items. All told it took nearly 5 hours to complete and she estimated that the photographer took at least 200 shots. They were delighted with the results and were sure sales would rocket once the catalogue was published. The photographer wanted to become her manager. She declined, despite his ardent protestations. She took his card and promised to give him first refusal if she changed her mind about more modelling. She was allowed to keep all the basques and her prized possession, the 36N bra.
It was Friday the next day and Joe was at college. Lisa lay the bra on the bed and looked at it. It was gigantic... She measured one of the flattened bra cups from the top to the bottom. It was 13 inches!!!!! 13 inches of tit thought Lisa. Is that possible????
She stripped to her waist and held her tits. By now, all evidence of her operation had disappeared. Her skin colour and texture were normal. Lifting each breast with both hands she could see that all the stitch marks had faded away completely. She walked over to the bra. Shaking as she picked it up she fastened it around her waist with the six eyelets that held the back strap together. The band itself was three inches deep across the back. The shoulder straps resembled a parachute harness. Twisting it around she squeezed each of her arms into the straps and pulled the cups over her breasts. Now she could see just how big a 36N bra was. Even her huge breasts seemed dwarfed by it. The material flopped around, for once not swelled by her expansive flesh.
Opening her dressing table drawer, she reached in and took out the saline solution and syringe. She put them on the bed and looked at them. There was 2 litres of solution... A litre for each breast... Was it possible she thought? Joe had helped her insert 400ml of saline. This bra would need all of it. Could her breast skin stand that quantity? Realistically, she knew it was highly unlikely. But something compelled her to try.
She picked up the syringe and slowly sucked the maximum 200ml of saline into it. She pulled the bra over her breasts and left it resting above them. Then she lifted her right breast with her left hand and positioned the tip of the syringe against the valve with her other hand. Engaging the tip she squeezed the plunger until all the solution entered her breast. The feeling was erotic as her breast visibly expanded. Filling the syringe again, she repeated the operation on the other side. Stopping there, determined to take her time, she pulled the bra into position and walked to the mirror. There was still a lot of loose material available. In fact, it didn't appear to have made any difference.
For the second time she added another 200ml to each breast. This time she felt her skin notice the expansion as the liquid started to demand further space within her body. Restoring the bra, she walked to the mirror, this time with a little difficulty, due to the increasing weight on her chest. Although she was enormous, the bra seemed to mock her. Still, there was a lot of material unused.
"Time for new horizons" she whispered to herself, meaning that she was going to exceed her previous record of 400ml in each breast. With another 200ml in the syringe she started to insert it. She got half of it in before she had to stop. Her right breast had hardened to such an extent that it no longer felt like flesh. The texture of it reminded her of one of those 2 litre plastic bottles of coca-cola that was rock hard until you unscrewed the top. Then it became floppy and squeezable. Her right breast was definitaly not squeezable. Her nipple had flattened out as before. It was so smooth that she could not feel any difference between it and the rest of the breast skin. And it ached like mad!!!
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