I made a quick mental note to feed it.Stumbling to my feet, I rearranged my robe and moved back towards the front room in a daze. Barry was on the fl...or with a plumper bouncing unmercifully on his hips while the little nymph he’d brought in was rubbing her peach fuzz forcefully on his moustache. The old man that Cindy had rescued was being orally serviced on the couch by mousy looking spinster who had thoughtfully placed her dentures on the end table. Cindy was bent over the railing on the. But the bra he wore was larger and he knew that it was what would decide his size. His breasts grew still this time a B cup. The sides began to brush against the bra. This again was the size of many women. Many men enjoyed the handful of flesh a B cup gave. But still they grew. Tom watched his breasts hit a C cup as his erect nipples pressed against the front of the bra. This was the size of the bra he thought. Anytime his breasts would stop growing.But they continued to grow, pressing his. I explained it to him and got dressed. This was going to be the only way to make things right. I headed back to Alisa's house and ran up to her room. Luckily, her parents were out right now on their 'date night'. I went into her room and she looked at me with a bewildered face. She was still wearing her loose pajama bottoms and a t-shirt that revealed she wasn't wearing a bra. “What took you so long?” I bit my lip but remained confident in my plan. “He has another message for you, but this. She held on as all of her built-up tension peaked in one long incredible wave after another. Finally she slumped back on the bed, breathing hard."Ah... whew... oh..." She drew a deep breath. She felt just terrific, full of energy, but kind of peaceful, too. She turned off her vibrator, just running it gently against the lips of her pussy. She wanted to do it again, but not right away.Jenny was still working with hers. Her face was a mask of concentration, and she was running the tip all around.