Radio Message rough draft

I am trying to bring back short and sweet stories. I am not sure I will just do PoV stories but they will be jumping right into the transformation/growth/inflation. I am also doing it just a half hour right before bed so it's separate from my main stories. Seeing how to handle it without overwhelming myself.

Radio Message.

              “What do you mean we are experimenting with this technology!  Do you have any idea how this could effect people!”

              Garry crossed his arms.  “I don’t really care.”  He smiled.  “I think the world is due for a little bit of chaos.  Besides what is wrong if we make the radio waves filled with tunes that induce things like growth and other interesting effects?”

              His collouge snorted and turned around.  “You are mad.  I won’t be apart of this.”

              Garry turned up the dial.  “Fine.  More fun for me.”  He watched as the other man walked out.  “But I am sure everyone will just love it.”

              ***

              Alice pulled out of her driveway, ready to head to the store.  It was her weekly trip to get her meds and she wanted to hurry back to get to her gaming.  “Time to turn on some music.”  She tried her phone, expecting to hear her playlist but instead she was greeted by slience.  “Fuck.  I can’t belive I forgot to charge the dam thing.  But I don’t have time to wait for the thing to. . .”  She gripped the wheel in frustration.  “I have to get those meds now!”

              With an annoyed look she turned on the radio, immdietly turning it to a blues station.  It was better then nothing.  But instead of the usual music they were playing old ochestrian music.  “Hmm why in the world would this be on?”  She shugged her shoulders.  “I don’t care.  It’s more in line with what I enjoy anyways.”

              As she drove she began to feel a bit off though.  Something about the song was causing her to feel. . . weird.  Despite it being a cool day Alice was becoming increasingly hot.  She had to crank up the air conditing to the max just to stay cool.  “What the fucking hell is going on?”

              Then other strange things began to happen.  Her nipples started to harden as if someone was rubbing them.  In fact Alice swore someone was pressing down on her breasts, making them hard.  “Oh god.”  She resisted the urge to moan as she came to a stop at a traffic light.  Still she rubbed her right breast, trying to relive this sudden pressure.  “Ughh get it together.  You don’t want to look horny or something when you get to the pharmacy do you?  People will think I am crazy.  I am not crazy!  Not by a long shot!”

              But as the light turned green the sensations only increased.  Her hand seemed glued to her breast, rubbing it just to keep under control.  And as her hand glided up and down she could feel something else, something strange.  Her boob, it was amost pressing harder against her hand.  Alice could swear it was growing.

              “I think I should pull over to. . . check if this is. . .”  She shook her head.  “No I need that medicine.  I don’t care how fucking hot or horny I get.  I am going to finish this erend.  Ahhh!”

              Her eyes widend as she felt her blouse tighten.  “What the hell.”  She was now partly convinced her breasts were growing but she couldn’t look while she had to keep her eyes on the road.  As she drove though another intersection she swore.  “Fucking hell the one time I wanted a red light.”  Alice squeezed her breasts trying to figure out if they were indeed bigger or not.  “I. . . I think so.  They do feel so big and hard.  Yet I. . . just can’t tell.”  She moaned as her blouse tighted again, her right breast filling up her hand.  “Oh fuck yes.  Yes they are growing.  I can even feel them rubbing against one another.  What the hell is going on?”

              She finnaly pulled into the parking lot of the pharmacy and stared at the doorway.  “I don’t know if I should go inside with a growing chest.  What are they going to.  . . ohhh. . .”  Her boobs pushed her blouse outward, now looking like two small bowling balls on her chest.  “My shirt isn’t big enough to hold them back if they keep growing.  I want to unbutton but I will look like a. . .”  She shook her head.  “No I can’t say it.  Ohh but it is starting to feel so good.”  She shut off the engine.  “I just need to get my pills.  I just need to focus on that.”