Grow Up or Shut Up

Two sisters get into a growing competition to see who can bring in the most admires.

Grow up or Shut Up.

             Vicky sat down at the table. “So, what is new.”

             Laura set down a blue shimming vial. “This.”

             Vicky arched an eyebrow. “And what is that exactly? I thought you were supposed to be getting food for the chickens, not whatever that is.” She narrowed her eyes. Fredricks Fancy Growth Hormones?”

             “I will go and get food for them in a bit. But come on, this just sounds so cool, sis.” She looked at the bottle. “You have heard about Fredricks Fancy, right?”

             “Yes. They were in a big scandal for causing people to grow into giantesses.” Vicky gulped. “Wait, you don’t really want to become one yourself.”

             Laura shook her head. “No, of course not. This is a new product they have. It just affects certain parts of your body.” She smiled as her fingers ran along the sides of the bottle. “They are supposedly testing it, trying to branch out into new markets. But can you imagine? Can you imagine my breasts becoming bigger?”

             Vicky arched an eyebrow. “You want to grow your boobs?”

             Laura threw her arms out wide, almost knocking the vial off the table. “Of course. Don’t you know the people who command respect around here have the biggest and most luscious bodies?”

             Vicky shook her head. “I think you are crazy.”

             “Oh ya? Want to prove it?” Laura smirked. “Put up or shut up?” She wrapped her hands around the bottle. “We are going to the dance tonight, remember. The entire town will be there. We can split the vial’s contents between us. At any point in the night, we can take a sip and let our bodies grow. I know I will give in almost immediately, directly, but you don’t have to.” She rubbed her fingers together. “I am sure you can wow the boys with your words.”

             “Of course. It’s what’s inside that counts. I don’t want some weirdo that is only obsessed with my body.”

             “I mean, it will be one night. You don’t have to settle down for a creep like that.” She grabbed her sister’s cheek and shook it. “The vial’s contents are not permeant. Will it really be that bad to let go?”

             “I. . .” Vicky snorted. “Maybe. I don’t know.” She looked at the bottle. “So, the person who can draw in the most boys wins?”

             “Yup. And you can use how much or how little you want.” Laura dangled the bottle in front of Vicky. “I know you want to grow.”

             “I. . .” Vicky’s face turned bright red. “I do not!”

             “Oh, come on. Don’t deny it. I’m your sister. I know you better than anyone.” Laura grabbed the vial and turned around. “But in the meantime, enjoy yourself. I have to split this thing evenly. I suggest getting into something comfy for the dance tonight.” She winked at her sister. “See you then.”

             Vicky crossed her arms. “See you then.”

             ***

             Later that night, Vicky stood just outside Harry’s Dance Rink. The entire town was inside, and she was petrified to head in despite telling herself that she would come here. It was some weird town holiday, something about coming together and bonding. Still, she was scared to death about trying to meet people. She had spent most of her life out on that far with her sister. She didn’t know how to talk to boys. “Is this dress cute? It doesn’t make my butt too big? Is it not big enough?” She scratched at her ass. “Oh god. Oh god.”

             Laura bounced up to her, her boobs already a cup size bigger than they were before. “Oh good, you are already here.” She reached in between her breasts and pulled out a small vial. “Here is your half.”

             Vicky took it. “I don’t know if I can go inside,” she hugged herself. “So many people.”

             Laura hugged her. “Sure, you can. You got this. And you have some liquid courage. Don’t forget that.”

             Vicky snorted. “I am not going to inflate my breasts to feel better.”

             “Suit yourself. It will just make winning our little competition that much easier.” She giggled as she walked through the door and into the pumping music.

             Vicky looked down at the vial with blue liquid inside. “You don’t need this. You can meet people. You can show Laura.” Vicky shivered as she slid the blue vial into her pocket. “Now get in there.” She pushed the door open, the music blaring in her ears. “Shit, it’s loud in here.” She looked around the room. “Hmm, the entire town really is here.” She waved at the first young man who walked by. “Hello there.” He just moved past her. “Okay. Okay.”

             Vicky tried moving around the club, but people didn’t seem to notice she was there. “This is useless,” she sighed. Ughh.” She eventually sat down at a nearby table and watched everyone. It’s like they don’t even see me.”

             Laura eventually walked up with two young men around her arms, her boobs jiggling about. “Hey. Why are you all here alone?” She looked down at her sister with concern. “I would have thought you would have five guys by now.”

             “I can’t get anyone to talk to me. They are all focused on their dancing or some other stuff.” She sighed. “I am just. . .”

             “Oh, come on. You have to get over your fears. Talk to someone.” She giggled. “You have your liquid courage.”

             “I am not drinking that to meet men.”

             “Or you could just do that to beat me.” She giggled. “Now come on, boys. I know you want to play with the babies.” Laura walked away with the two guys as they hung on her every word.

             Vicky jumped to her feet. “I can do this. And I don’t have to give in to making my body grow. I will show her!” She walks to the nearest man and taps him on the shoulder.  “Hello. My name is Vicky and—”

             He looks her up and down. “Eh.” He goes back to her drink.

             “Hey!” She spins the man around. “I was talking to you.”

             “You don’t look worth my time.”

             Vicky slaps the man. “Excuse me?” She turns around her face bright red. “What the hell?” She walks up to the next man. “Hello. Can I interest you in the time of your life?”

             The man laughs. “Sure.” He puts his hand on her shoulder. “So, do you want me to ride you now or later?”

             She slaps him. “I wanted you to get to know me before even considering such things.” Vicky stormed off as the man rubbed his cheek.

             “Well, when you say something like that, I. . . you tease.”

             She slid down onto a bench. “Why are all the guys around here just superficial jerks.” She looks over at Laura, who has two more boys hanging around her massive jiggling boobs. “I know if I can’t pull this off, she will make me do all the chores on the farm for a week.” She rubs her forehead. “But all of these boys are. . . assholes.”

             Her hand rubs against the vial in her pocket, and her sister’s voice rings in her head. “Would it really be bad to let things go for one night?” Vicky snorted. “No, I guess not.  Besides, it’s for one night, and I just get to use these superficial jerks.” She took a deep breath as she pulled out the small vial. “I just have to outdo my sister is all. I don’t need to grow my body that big.” She looked over at Laura and her G-cup boobs bouncing about. “It shouldn’t be that hard.”

             Vicky took a small sip, the potion causing her to quiver. “Shit, that stuff is strong.” She moaned, her body tensing up as she slipped the vial back into her pocket. “Fuckkkkk!’ She closed her eyes, her fingers dragging along the table. “I think I drank too much,” she yelled, even though she took a small sip. Her breasts pressed tightly against her bra as her dress pulsed outward. “Ohh. . . ohh. . . ohh. . .” Her hands gripped the table as she rubbed her growing boobs against the table. “It feels. . . soo. . . sooooo gooddddd.”

             As soon as it started, it was over. Vicky sat up, sweat dripping down her neck. “That was intense.” She looked down at her chest. “Whoh.” Her boobs were now as big as her sisters. “Wow, just a little sip sure went a long way.” She rubbed her hands together. “Okay, time to win this bet.”

             She jumped to her feet and approached one of the men she had talked to earlier. “Hello there. Remember me?”

             “What are you doing bothering. . .” He looked at her chest. “Holy crap.”

             She giggled. “What do you say you follow me around tonight. I can make it worth your while.” He nodded his head. “Good boy.” She turned around, her boobs bouncing together inside her dress. “Come along.” He followed her like a puppy dog. She went up to the second man, and he, too, was soon following after her. Vicky wasn’t really listening to them as they were jerks, but she was happy she had two boys to start out with. But she would have to do better than that if she was going to catch up to Laura’s four.

             The next man whom she walked up to greeted her warmly. “Hello.”

             “Hi. Would you like to come with me for the night?”

             He arched an eyebrow as he saw the two other men. “Sure, you don’t have enough company?”

             “I umm. . . I could always use another person to talk to.”

             “Sure, I guess.” As he walked with her, he smiled. “So, I haven’t seen you around before. You have some nice eyes.”

             Vicky blushed. “Oh, I. . .”

             “Do you have a—”

             Another man rushed up. “Wow, you look cute.”

             “Thank you.”

             “Hey, I was with the lady.”

             “No, I was!” The man who had complimented Vicky’s eyes shrank back.

             Vicky laughed. “Come on. We can all have fun together. We. . .” She gasped as he realized Laura had increased the size of her breasts, more men in the club flocking to her side. “I. . . I. . .” She slammed her foot down, her boobs jiggling about. “I won’t let her outdo me!” She pulled out the vial from her pocket and took another sip. Immediately the effects washed over her, her boobs slamming against her dress. “Ohhhh fuckkkk!” The men stared at her with awe. “Soo sensitive. Ohhhhh!” Her dress ripped as her breasts became massive watermelons on her chest, revealing the sides of her breasts and bra. “Ohh. . .” She struggled to stand as the growth stopped. “Fuck’s sake.”

             Now, she had almost a dozen people standing around her. “Hey, baby.”

             “No, look at me.”

             “Hi.”

             Vicky shrank back from the attention. “I umm. . . umm. . .” She gulped, trying to hide in her breasts. “There is enough of me to go around?”

             She felt a hand wrap around hers and pull her away. It was the young man who had complimented her eyes before. “What were you doing back there?” He looked concerned.

             “I. . . umm. . .” Vicky blushed. “I was trying to meet people?” It was a lie both to him and herself.

             “Uh-huh.”

             “Okay, I was trying to beat my sister.” She pointed at the woman now lying on her breasts, which had swollen to the size of semi-truck tires.

             “And why would you do such a thing? Sounds like a weird way to meet people. Especially as they would just see you for these.” He poked her right breast, causing it to jiggle about.

             “Ohh fuck don’t do that. You are going to make me leak.” She moaned as she hugged her body. “I. . . I am so fucking sensitive.”

             The man laughed. “Well, it’s your fault. You made yourself grow so big.” He laughed. “And right before I could get to you know you too.”

             “Wait, what?” She blushed.

             “Ya, I was going to ask you what you were interested in.” He squeezed her breasts. “But you just had to go and get big. Hmm, it will make the whole get-to-know-you conversation hard now.”

             “Stop it!” She cried out, her pussy becoming wet. “Ughhh!” Vicky fell onto her knees.

             He laughed. “Okay, okay. I just want you to know you didn’t have to do this. I would have tried to get to know you if you had small or humongous breasts.” He sat down next to her. “I don’t care. I think you are cute.” She blushed. “What do you say we get out of here, hmm? I think I can help you relax after all?”

             Her nipples harden in anticipation. “Oh, fuck yes.” She stood up, her boobs jiggling about. “See you, Laura. I found my special someone.”

             Laura laughed. “What, only one?” She slapped her hands against her massive boobs. “I have dozens upon dozens.”

             Vicky smiled as she walked to the door. “Quantity isn’t what matters, sis.  It’s quality.”