This story contains explicit language and sexual content. If you are not 18 or whatever your respective legal age is in your area you shouldn't be reading this. This story also deals with breast expansion or inflation of "wait, dude seriously?" sizes (psst, that means really, really big). This is purely a work of fantasy and is meant as nothing more than a bit of fun. If you know what BE is and like it, enjoy. If you know what it is and don’t like it you might want to steer clear. If you’re curious as to what BE is then read on you’ll find out. Please have respect. If you don’t like it that’s fine but please refrain from negative comments. Thanks for reading.
Tatsumaki's God Level Bust:
Tatsumaki strode down the sidewalk, eyes slightly narrowed as she looked at the people around her with some contempt. Those who knew better moved out of her way. However due to her small stature some people still managed to overlook her. Two women stood in front of her blocking her path. She stopped, after a few seconds Tatsumaki started tapping her foot impatiently “Hrump hmm” she grunted clearing her throat. The two air headed women continued to ignore her.
Gritting her teeth annoyed Tatsumaki was surrounded by a green glow, a similar glow surrounded to the girls. Tatsumaki used her psychokinesis, an eek filled the air the two girls shrieked as they were lifted off the ground. With a glance the two of them were pinned to a shop wall nearby “learn your place!” Tatsumaki said curtly before stomping by. She hadn’t used enough power to hurt them. Just to let them know who she was.
As an S Class hero Tatsumaki demanded a certain amount of respect. Still some only treated her as a child. It wasn’t her fault; she was just petite. She was almost 30 not and still she looked more like a teen. Her lack of breasts didn’t help anything. Tatsumaki grimaced at that thought. “Yo, you see those shots of Fubuki last night?” Hearing her sisters name broke Tatsumaki out of her train of thought.
She glanced over towards two men who were eagerly talking “hell ya I did! Man those angles made her tits look so huge.”The man talking pulled out his phone pulling up the pictures in question.“What I wouldn’t do to her if we could get in a room together,” the man added lecherously.
Tatsumaki hastened her step closing the gap between herself and the two men. She could see the picture more clearly now. Her breasts did look huge there Tatsumaki cast a self conscious glance down at her own flat chest. She took a breath, closing her eyes. The protective urges for her sister took over, her eyes opened as the green esper glow took over again. Two parked cars lifted off the ground elevating over her head. “What exactly was it you would do with my sister? You trash,” Tatsumaki growled anger bubbling up in her chest. The two men went pale. If they knew who Fubuki was, then they damn well knew who Tatsumaki was.
The two men glanced over their shoulders, their eyes bulged out as they saw the tiny terrifying woman standing before them. Two cars at the ready to crush them “Oh shit dude it’s the Tornado of Terror,” one whispered his voice shaking.
“I can see that Lee,” the other replied in an annoyed, yet terrified voice “what do we do?”
“You know I can hear you right?” Tatsumaki said, as she moved a car over each of them “now explain to me why I shouldn’t drop these?”
“Ahh well we, you, I. We’re so sorry! Run dude run!” the first man cried out as he bolted.
The other man, Lee, was left dumbfounded for a moment “Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!” he started to yell, as his legs found out how to work again. He took off down the road after his friend, dropping his phone.
Tatsumaki put the cars back down where she found them, then scooped up the phone with her powers. The phone levitated in front of her Tatsumaki frowned at the picture in front of her, it was Fubuki and the two simpletons were right her boobs looked huge. Tatsumaki started to swipe through the pictures each one making her aggravation grow. Fubuki was a B class hero; she was an S class, yet people rarely talked about Tatsumaki with any sort of admiration or adoration. Not Fubuki though people talked about how cute she was, how sexy she was, how big her boobs are. When they talked about Tatsumaki it was only about how small she is, or how she looks so young, how flat she is. Tatsumaki grit her teeth at that last thought.
It wasn’t her fault she was flat she was just born that way. She was the older sibling, but Fubuki got all the curves, the height, the boobs! While Tatsumaki ranted in her own mind, flicking through picture after picture on the phone. Her green aura surrounded her, her breasts started to swell out bit by bit making the tight dress Tatsumaki wore even tighter. She never bothered with a bra since there was no need, so as her breasts started to expand her growing nipples poked out obscenely through the sheer fabric of her dress. Boobs! It was all anyone cared about. If she had big boobs, she would be the popular one, no, not big boobs, huge boobs, massive boobs!
As her thoughts continued to obsess about larger and larger breasts Tatsumaki’s own continued to swell bigger and bigger. Tatsumaki not noticing the weight as her mind was subconsciously holding her breasts up. They had reached the size of large melons now, filling her top to the brim spilling out a little. Tatsumaki had reached the end of the pictures and was now in the process of backtracking through them her hands clenched tightly. “Hey” a voice cut in snapping her out of her sudden obsessive train of thought. Tatsumaki looked over to see a woman standing beside her.
Tatsumaki breathed out annoyed “Yes? What is it?” she said eyeing the woman up and down. This one had large breasts as well.
The woman smiled.“I just wanted to say that’s a great Tornado costume, you look just like her” she said, but then glanced down “well except for the boobs, maybe you can tape them down or something? Though with boobs like yours I don’t think it’s going to make much of a difference.”
“Boobs like,” Tatsumaki looked down “MINE?!” She shouted the phone that once hung in the air dropped to the ground. Her hands going to her breasts groping them. Her breasts were much larger than Tatsumaki’s hands. Clothed breast flesh spilled and bulged between her fingers. “I have boobs?!”
While this was happening to woman finally noticed the phone dropping and clicked in “wait? You are Tatsumaki!” She exclaimed pointing at Tatsumaki “when did you get a boob job?” she asked puzzled.
Tatsumaki looked over at the girl, still in shock “I never got a boob job! I was flat five seconds ago! They just…grew.” Tatsumaki’s hands remained on her breasts, she started to explore her now ample bust. It was bigger than Fubuki’s. As she rubbed them, she chewed her lip they felt quite nice, pleasurable to the touch.
Had she done this? Tatsumaki started to concentrate on her breasts again. The green glow of her power surrounding her. She started to think about breasts as she had before. Only this time she pictured herself “big boobs, bigger boobs, huge boobs, giant boobs.” As soon as she started her little chant her breasts surged out bigger, plumper, rounder.
Tatsumaki let out a groan of pleasure the swelling felt good now. Maybe because she had enjoyed them feeling of them just now. Was her mind associating bigger with more pleasure? Tatsumaki didn't know the full extent of her powers. Was just another thing her supreme mind could do? Tatsumaki had stopped paying attention to her size. Her breasts were now like over sized beach balls stuffed into her dress. She was musing over the how while enjoying the sensation of the growth.
“Ahhh are you sure you should be doing that in public?” The woman’s voice intruding Tatsumaki’s thoughts. Tatsumaki looked into the reflective glass in front of her. Her breasts were very large and still swelling. Her face was flushed, her hands were on her nipples rubbing them. It was such a lewd thing to see; she was doing something so lewd in public. She glanced at the woman still standing next to her. The woman was staring at Tatsumaki chest, her face red from embarrassment.
Tatsumaki humped going to cross her arms, only to be stopped by her still increasing breast size. Her breasts were now bigger than bean bag chairs, larger than Tatsumaki herself. Tatsumaki instead opted to place her hands on her hips. “If that is what I want, then yes. If I want to grow my breasts bigger and bigger and bigger in public, I will.” With each bigger Tatsumaki’s tits swelled dramatically larger. Each breast was larger than a car now.
Tatsumaki’s feet left the ground. She levitated higher into the air. Her enormous, round boobs jutted out from her chest perfectly, held up by her immense power. Tatsumaki rubbed her swelling chest, it billowed out fatter and rounder. Her face was getting more flushed, this felt very good. Tatsumaki even went so far as to use her powers to caress and squeeze her fattening bosoms all over. She let out a moan of pleasure “big boobs feel so incredible! No wonder everyone loves them!”
People all around were starting to look now. All eyes were on her. Her giant, cube van sized boobs would make her the most popular hero. Fubuki's breasts would never be called huge again, only Tatsumaki’s. “I'm going to keep making them grow and grow and grow till I'm the most famous hero!”
With that statement Tatsumaki’s bust started to billow out much faster. Boobs that were once the size of large cube vans, shot out swelling and swelling and swelling. In moments they were bigger than buses. Still they swelled on soon the size of houses they were filling the street she was on. People started to run from the scene. Tatsumaki started to get more aggressive rubbing her swelling breasts all over. She cried out loudly. “Ohhh yes! Bigger! Bigger! Bigger!” using her powers, she pulled on her growing fattening nipples hard “Ahhhh Yes! More!” She pulled on her nipples more using her abilities to make them swell much bigger and more sensitive.
Moaning louder and louder her face completely flushed Tatsumaki let out a passionate cry “Ohhh huge breasts are the best! I’m going to cum from my big fat breasts alone! You have to get bigger, breasts! Bigger! Bigger! Bigger!” Tatsumaki’s tremendous tits started to swell out much faster. Buildings were caving in as her expanding bust started its stampede across the city.
More and more she swelled, as Tatsumaki’s orgasm overcame her. Imaginary hands squeezed her boobs tightly as she came harder than she had ever in her life. Tatsumaki was not a sexual or sensual woman. She had never let anyone get close enough to her to do this to her. She rarely let herself indulge in such indecent acts.
As her breasts pushed out across the city like a tidal wave of flesh, Tatsumaki started to come down from her orgasm. Her hand shaking Tatsumaki reached out rubbing her breast lovingly “We’re going to do that again, and again, and,” it was only now the screams filled her ears. Terrified city dwellers running from her inflating bosoms. Tatsumaki stopped their growth immediately. With the sensation of growth gone and her vast power no long swelling within her breasts Tatsumaki felt as though there was a casoumous hollow inside her. A void that threatened to consume her if she didn’t fill it with her power again.
Tatsumaki pushed some of her power into this hole; she was rewarded with a shock of pleasure. Tatsumaki’s tits leapt forward swelling faster than ever. Even though she felt like she was only using a fraction of the power she had before, her breasts swelled out nearly doubling in size. She forced herself to stop again, that hole inside her felt even bigger now. She had to fill it, and she wanted to fill it, she needed it, but she couldn’t. If Tatsumaki kept going like this she would crush everything, she wouldn’t be a hero, she would be a villain. Tatsumaki’s ample size had crushed several city blocks now. Had she hurt anyone? No, she had faith in the other heroes; they had gotten the people out. They were safe, they had to be.
Still Tatsumaki’s longing only grew. The hole inside her itched to be filled it was starting to overwhelm her. Tatsumaki wasn’t sure this was something she could resist. She didn’t want to resist it, there had to be something she could do. She would have the biggest breasts; she would be the most popular hero, she would keep everyone safe. An image flashed into her mind, Tatsumaki smiled. Just as many artists depicted the mother Gaia cradling the earth in her bosom, Tatsumaki would do the same. The glow of her power surrounded Tatsumaki and her massive boobs.
Lifting off the ground she shot into the air, pushing higher and higher till she broke free of the atmosphere. A green trail followed Tatsumaki siphoning oxygen from the planet so she could breath even while in space. Once she was satisfied with her positioning, Tatsumaki made mental ties to maintain certain duties of her power. That would only stop when specific mental blocks in her mind were broken. Satisfied that these ties would keep both her and the Earth safe, Tatsumaki dove back into that mental hole formed inside of her.
Filling the hole aggressively with her power Tatsumaki felt alive again everything was wonderful. Her mind and body sang with pleasure. Her breasts billowed out bigger and bigger and bigger. So much faster than before it almost overwhelmed Tatsumaki. A rear sight to behold, Tatsumaki’s face was awash with a blissful smile, not that anyone would ever see it. Her breasts would easily be bigger than the city now. Tatsumaki wasn’t satisfied though she would have the biggest breasts. So big they would keep her planet safe from any foreign invaders and she would just keep pumping them up and up and up. Tatsumaki wasn’t going to let this stop.
Her face was bright red from pleasure as she poured more and more of her power into her breasts they felt better and better. Her powers rubbed them all over as they started to pulse out bigger, fatter, rounder. The green trail that Tatsumaki had left flowing to the Earth started to grow thicker soon her power enveloped the earth as well. As Tatsumaki’s breasts balloon bigger than two moons, she positioned herself so that the Earth was above her cleavage. Putting her last mental tie in place, Tatsumaki was content. She would give herself entirely to that expanding void.
Tatsumaki started to push out harder and harder with her power, it produced results as her breasts shot out dwarfing the planet. “Ahhhhhh yes! Yes! Yes! This feels incredible! I’m never going to stop!” The bigger her breasts got the more power Tatsumaki was able to funnel back into herself. Her mind caressed and fondled her soon to be solar system consuming breasts, Tatsumaki screamed and cried out in pleasure. Turning the focus of her powers to all of her breasts. She squeezed her breasts all over, while mimicking as best she could, a lover sucking on her impossibly big nipples.
This pushed her over the edge to another all consuming orgasm “OH MY GOD YES! Don’t stop! More! More! More!” Tatsumaki’s breasts now made the solar system look small, still she didn’t stop. Tatsumaki funneled more and more of her power in, able to wield it in such vast quantities she never could before. The more power she used the more it prolonged her orgasm till finally is can to an end. Her whole body was quivering, almost vibrating really. There was so much power within her now. “Ohhh I want more! I want my boobs bigger! I’m going to keep doing that again! And again! And again! Till I never stop orgasming!” Tatsumaki started up once again, her breasts now bigger than galaxies, renewed their growth “I’ll keep the Earth safe between my bosom by having the biggest universe filling tits! I promise I won’t stop!”
Saitama walked along in his usual jovial fashion, one foot promptly out in front of another. He was wearing his costume, but in addition Saitama was also wearing rubber overalls and a fishing hat. A fishing pole rested on his shoulder, the handle of the rod clasped firmly in his hand. Dangling from the line, at the one of the pole, was a fish no bigger than a nibble. Saitama had returned from his fishing trip. It hadn’t been his idea; he actually hated fishing, it had been the old man’s idea. Silver Fang said it was good to get away and relax when you could. Too much time being a hero could burn you out. As Saitama made his way deeper into the city he could see someone familiar flying towards him. “Ah, Genos.”
Genos landed in front of Saitama “master! I’m glad your back.” Genos paused at his masters ridiculous outfit “oh, how was your fishing trip?” Genos asked, expecting Saitama to be not just an expert in fighting, but possibly fishing too.
Saitama swung his pole around showing off his catch proudly,“I think I did pretty good!”
It was the saddest fish Genos had ever seen. “Ahhh, yes, of course only a true master could catch something so difficult.” Genos didn’t lie, he wasn’t sure how his master had managed to hook something so small. “Oh right, master something had happened it would seem that Tatsumaki-san has somehow managed to increase the size of her bust.” Genos rubbed the back of his head embarrassed. “Larger than anything in our known solar system, possibly bigger.”
Saitama met Genos with one of his trademark deadpan stares “OK.” With that Saitama spun on his heel, walking jovially back in the direction he came from.
Genos held up a hand “m-master? Wait!”
Saitama looked back over his shoulder “I’m going fishing, Genos,” he called back to his apprentice. It was important to relax when you could. After all too much time being a hero could really burn you out.