I knew my discovery would revolutionize the cosmetic surgery and fashion industries... and the porn industry… a non-surgical way to enlarge a woman's titties!

As a medical secretary, I spent considerable time reading old medical records. I noticed that many women who had treatment for a rare skin condition reported an increase in bust size, from 32A to 34C for one woman! I investigated further.

My boyfriend had mentioned that my figure would be improved if I had more up top. Moreover, I saw him looking at better-endowed women... Well, I wanted him to look that way at ME. You know, with his eyes big and round and you just know from his expression that his cock is getting hard.

Therefore, I dug through old records looking for 'Miracle Titty-Gro', my pet name for my project, and I found it! Honestly, it sounded so simple. I had a druggist in Mexicali make up the creams. The original formula and another version I thought might be more effective. The salve used DMSO as a base so it soaked right into the breast tissue, right through the skin, nourishing the boobies directly so they grew a little each time.

I had my boyfriend rub the cream into my titties every night. If it worked for me, I could arrange clinical trials. Jake loved it, he always wanted to play with my titties, and I found I liked it more with the cream than I had before. After just a couple of times, I discovered that all the pulling, rubbing, and sucking really turned me on, too.

In a week, I felt my 34B bras getting tighter, in another, I knew for sure, and my boyfriend began to notice. I could tell he liked big, soft titties because he spent more time rubbing my new pillowy tits and we had great sex afterward. My boobies thrived under the treatment and in the loving hands of Jake. My nipples seemed to become more sensitive and responsive as well. By the end of the second week, I practically came just from the tit play. Especially when Jake would nibble on my nipples before he rubbed in the cream then tease the erect little buttons with his hard cock.

Ye cats! I found it hard to concentrate on work and we began fucking right after we got home. The TV grew cobwebs and we both lost a little weight even while my tits were growing bigger.

I measured myself for a new bra, a 36 D. It felt a little loose but comfortable, and I knew I would grow into it. In another week, the 36 D was tight, too.

The new bigger tits made me feel more daring and sexy. In addition, men began looking at me on the street. I wore sexier clothes, high heels and short skirts, and showed off my new melons and my really deep cleavage.

Jake began having sex with me not just in the evening but we would wake up early and have another round as well. His favorite was for me to hold my tits together while he pushed his oak-hard penis into the cleft between my tits so when he came it spurted into my face.

With another new bra, a 36 DDD, but running out of the cream, I decided to increase the dose and use the stronger salve. Within two weeks, I had blossomed to a 36 GG. I began doing exercises to strengthen my back. I bought a completely new wardrobe. Jake moved in permanently and we bought a new playground size bed.

My boyfriend couldn't leave me alone, and I found myself thinking about how sensitive my titties were and how much they wanted to be fucked, even during the day. I loved it all. I had him cream my tits after the tit fucking and before the regular sex.

After a round of him jizzuming between my balloons, we liked to finish a session with a plunge into the steaming furnace of my pussy. Sometimes he would fuck me in my ass, just for variety. A week of that and I needed new 36 J bras, which I had to order special.

On the job, I got a marriage proposal from a guy I hardly knew. When I told Jake about it, he wanted to find the guy and punch him out.

I didn't like that job anyway, and it was getting hard to see the keyboard of my computer so I quit and we took and extended vacation in Las Vegas.

By then, I had told Jake all about the cream. He'd been wondering but hadn't said anything because he didn't want to mess up the great sex we were having. He began dedicating even more time and care to rubbing in the salve and playing with my ever more gigantic titties.

I loved Las Vegas. Everyone kept asking if I was a showgirl. We decided to stay and I bought new bras again, 36 JJJ, custom bras from the shops the showgirls patronize.

I had more cream, an even stronger formula made, and I went to one of the topless clubs and applied for a job. I found out that at strip clubs, the dancers pay the club and make their money, from tips, way totally unfair! The first club wanted $100 a night. Therefore, I found another with a more reasonable attitude. Soon I measured 36 LL and the clubs were calling me!

I took dancing lessons to become a more desirable attraction. I danced as, "Heddie Lights," and they billed me at 69 MMM (MM-MM- MM), an exaggeration, I outgrew quickly.

I loved dancing in front of horny men who were there just to see my enormous titties. I liked to play with myself, my jugs mostly, and the more fun I had, the more money I made. I squeezed them, and rubbed them and made the nipples stand up where I could lick them or nibble hard enough to make me gasp. Sometimes I put the cream on, right on stage but when I did that, it turned me on so much that I had to have Jake standing by to give me a good fuck afterwards. Otherwise, I might throw myself into my work, because it just turned me on so much to know that my tits were actually growing right there in front of all those carnivorous men!

It sounds like I had a bigger jump in bra size than I actually did. Showgirl sizes aren't bra sizes. They're bust measurement plus imagination and hype and by then my bust measurement exceeded my height, five-foot-two. Custom bras don't really have cup sizes, anyway.

My boyfriend felt madly jealous about the club, but I told him he gets in free and fucks me after every show, sometimes between numbers if I'm really, really hot, so what's his beef? Not to mention all the straight sex and tit fucking he was enjoying, when he got me back to our little apartment. Besides, I made so much in tips, he stopped complaining, I made him my manager, and we went on tour. I headlined as, "Brandi Biggens," with a billing of 88 TTTT (Titty-Titty), no brag, just fact.

The problem was along about this time Jake was having erection problems, and his cock was so much smaller than I remember. Maybe it just seemed that way, compared to my titties.

I asked him if my titties were big enough yet, since I was now bigger around in the bust, than HE was tall.

He said there could never be too much of a good thing and to keep using the Miracle Titty-Gro.

We rubbed and fucked our way from Petaluma to Pensacola, but not often at all anymore. By the time we were on the circuit from Tampa to Tacoma, Jake had a dick the size of a four year old.

Then from Yakima to Youngstown, I noticed that Jake was no longer able to hide his DD size titties. Sometimes, I shared a little of the salve with Jake, because when I rubbed it in, his little peter would squirt a thin little stream and his eyes would roll up into the back of his head.

Jake and I would rub the other dancer's titties with cream until their boobs were sensitive enough that they could just cum from the massage 'cause my new creams were a lot more powerful, but I didn't tell anyone the secret. I could have got rich selling the stuff but it was more fun being the Girl with the Miracle Tits.

Eventually, my titties stopped growing so fast, and Jake's cock was nowhere to be, found. I was almost as tall as he was too! Of course, by then, he was sporting a 36 GG bra.

Within a few days, Jake developed a vulva and vagina. He cried a lot, but I would just rub more of my more powerful cream into his big boobies and he would orgasm like gangbusters. He was crying a lot so I would have to do that six or seven times a day.

It wasn't long and Jake had a set near as big as mine!

I talked to the movie people and we arranged for Jake to loose his cherry on film. We didn't tell Jake 'cause he would have said no. Four other naked girls and I, had poor Jake orgasming so much, he hardly noticed when that big cock entered him. After he was penetrated, he was humping himself on that big rod and screaming like a banshee every time he came, his huge boobies bouncing up and down!

I was so aroused that the four porn queens and I Lezed the hell out of one another.

We still use the salve everyday to keep our titties sensitive, feeling soft and natural, and for fun, and they still grow a little bit each time. It's just that they're already so big, a little bit bigger doesn't show as much. I don't dance anymore. I'm a video star under the name of, 'Trillian Tatas'. I don't move much at all, I just lie there and guys cum on my mattress-sized Gazonas.

Jake is in the bed next to me, being fucked just as much as I am now. He still likes girls, more than guys, and he hates admitting how much he loves having a huge cock in him, so we don't contradict him, we just play along and see to it that he gets plenty of dick, and let him pretend he still hates it.

I gave one poor schmo a complex because my nipples were actually bigger than his schlong so I've been doing a few girl-on-girl pictures now. Jake likes that better anyway, he just loves to watch sexy broads impale themselves on my nipple-cocks, and I love watching them do themselves on his.

Occasionally we have lesbian porn stars rub the cream all over our tits and position us so our titties are tight together, and then they get naked and squirm around in the joint cleavage we form. This made me hotter and hotter partly because I knew that the cream was making their tits grow in the bargain. Since the cream also made their titties more sensitive, they naturally became really, really, hot to boot, after just a few minutes of that. I could hear them panting and sighing and saying, "Oh, my God," and, "I Want to come!" My big boobies are so sensitive all over that I just about lose my mind by the time they straddle my mares and start riding me hard.

The mounds of soft, pillowy boobies on my chest jiggled and wobbled as the girls tried to drive my rock-hard eight-inch long nipples deeper, and deeper into their pussies, while rubbing their own titties, squeezing, pinching and twisting their own hard little nipples, cause they wanted to cum so bad. I couldn't do much to help them. My titties are so big I couldn't reach the girls anywhere except maybe their toes. I must have come eighteen or twenty times, myself.

Man, that makes me orgasm insanely! I even pass out once in awhile. So does Jake, but don't tell him I said so. Jake still won't let us refer to him, as her, but he is weakening. (Especially after the squirm sessions.)

When the girls start coming, they don't stop and when the crew run out of film they just grab the girls and keep fucking them until nobody has any more strength for fucking.

The studio is right in our big new house 'cause we don't get around much anymore. In fact, the studio is in our bedroom, so Jake and I have these exhausted people lying around all weekend. It doesn't put a damper on our lovemaking, though.

The movie producer complains that everyone thinks that our boobs are not real, due to the fact they're so big. He would like Jake and me to go on tour again, but that's ridiculous. So now, he wants to lead studio tours through our bedroom!

They bill us on the video box as the twin 111 XXXers, but actually, we're a lot bigger than that now.

Jake teases me that we are taller lying down than we are standing up, and soon, it's going to be true. Jake and I can hardly wait.