*Note: This chapter incorporates Haruko's bust growth from the alternate ending to her fight with Jouko into it, though not the exact events. Just assume that Shujin blew up Haruko's chest at some other point in the last two weeks.*


After meeting your new neighbor that Friday evening, you had expected your weekend to be an eventful one.

You were wrong. The weekend passed by uneventfully, and though you saw Madoka out and about a few times, she was too busy to talk to you. Your clubmates Ruu and Satomi had been busy on their own all weekend; Satomi had been out of town on some special shopping trip to pick up some rare ingredients, and Ruu had taken a weekend trip with her mother.

After two weeks of knowing the girls, you'd noticed that Ruu hadn't said one word about her father, so you weren't sure if there was something going on there, but...

Eh, not important right now.

To make a long story short, you hadn't had the chance to hang out with any of the game's heroines over the weekend, and not even any of the 'new' heroines the Narrator had told you existed.

At least he'd explained that such an uneventful weekend was an anomaly, rather than a regular thing.

You'd experimented with your powers over the weekend, but it turned out that shrinking yourself down to a couple centimeters high wasn't actually all that fun when there was nothing to do. In the end, you hadn't gained any levels, probably because there were no stakes to what you were doing, hence only a negligible reward, but you at least got a little more comfortable at moving around while only a few centimeters tall.

For the first time in your life, you'd actually been looking forward to a Monday!

"Good morning, Shujin!"

And just like that, your spirits were lifted. Madoka's voice, not loud but still noticeable enough to reach your ears, greeted you as soon as you stepped out of your apartment.

You'd dreamed of the day for when a pretty, busty girl would greet you with a happy smile on your face, and that time was finally upon you!

The two of you set off down the sidewalk; it wasn't a super long walk to school, but it wasn't exactly short either. While you walked...

"Ngh..."

Glancing to your side at the pained groan that had slipped out of Madoka's mouth, you frowned.

Those huge, beautiful boobs of hers must have been painfully restricted; no doubt Madoka was continuing with her attempts to minimize her bust's ample outward appearance by squishing herself into way too tight a bra. Even when compacted, Madoka filled up the Pandora girls' uniform just about to bursting, the skirt looking scandalously short on her blessed backside, and the shirt looking as if it was a size too small on her gifted chest. She had left her brown blazer unbuttoned, though you wondered if that was because she couldn't close the buttons on it to begin with!

"Um... Madoka? Are you okay? You're sounding... a little, uh, restricted."

"I-I'm fine, Shujin. I just have to, ooh... have to put up with it..."

"I really don't think it's necessary," You started to say, but Madoka frowned at you before sighing heavily.

"It's just... I'm so nervous! I-I got so many terrible looks because of the size of my chest at my old school, and they're already so big... I'm worried that it's just going to be more of the same here at Pandora..."

Well, you couldn't fault her for that, but hopefully Madoka would loosen up after meeting a few of your, *ahem* bigger classmates.

Taking your eyes off of Madoka's strained looking shirt, the white button-up having been stretched tight around her big chest, though not quite tight enough to strain the buttons, you focused on the road ahead of you. The gates to the high school portion of Pandora were coming up, and... speak of the Devil!

"Shujin! Good morning! And is this the newest transfer student? Mio told me we had a new arrival coming in today! Good morning to you as well!"

There was the lovely, extremely-busty Haruko, greeting you with a smile on her face and a bounce in her step. In another world, you imagined her wrapping you up in a tight but oh so soft hug... but you weren't that close to her. You were friendly with her, sure, but you weren't that friendly with her.

Seeing Haruko was a real treat on the eyes; she was a gorgeous older girl, and her figure was out of this world!

And that was before you'd blown her boobs up like balloons the other week! How you hadn't gotten caught for doing that, you had no idea, but you weren't one to question such things. As it was, Haruko seemed to have adjusted quite well to her bosom's new size, having gone from, well, immense to even more immense! You'd thought that Aki had been the 'boob queen' of Pandora, but considering that after you'd met her on your first day of school, you'd run into Izumi and Souko, both of whom were even bigger (though you still hadn't unlocked any of their information, like bust measurement or cup-size.)

And Haruko was on their level now, with a whopping 113cm bust measurement!

She didn't seem to have any problems finding bras that fit her chest's colossal size- it had been over a week, after all, more than enough time for her to go shopping for new bras.

Though humorously it seemed like whereas she'd been able to acquire new bras, her uniform button-up shirt hadn't been as easy to replace. Haruko's shirt fit her new body... but only barely, and you noticed Haruko's cheeks turning a slight pink as your gaze drifted over her.

"Uh... is that a new look you're trying out, Haruko?"

It was actually pretty adorable the way the swordswoman flushed and brought her hands up to try and cover the canyon of cleavage that was exposed by her only half-buttoned shirt- Haruko had left enough buttons undone to expose a jaw-dropping amount of cleavage. Seriously, she was exposing as much flesh as humanly possible without giving a flash of the bra beneath her blouse. You guessed it wasn't choice so much as it was the fact that Haruko couldn't close anymore buttons without risking all of them popping off at once!

"Ah hah hah... oh, well, I seem to be having a bit of an, *ahem* a growth spurt, and as it turns out... the shirts we wear for school aren't exactly a 'one size fits all' kind of garment. I'm waiting to hear back from the class president on whether I'll be allowed to wear a custom uniform so that I don't have to go to school looking like I'm one breath away from a uniform infraction." Haruko laughed nervously, doing her best to politely explain why she was dressed like an ultra-busty gyaru girl instead of the normally prim-and-proper look she had going.

Well, 'prim-and-proper' by her standards. You distinctly remembered (with pleasure) the fact that her shirt had been fighting to stay closed even before her 'booby blowup.' In the end, you'd traded straining buttons for a lot of extra, exposed cleavage. A worthy tradeoff.

Remembering that you hadn't walked to school alone, you turned to look at Madoka- Haruko had greeted both you, after all.

You only barely resisted the subconscious urge to burst out laughing.

Madoka was staring in open-mouthed, wide-eyed shock at Haruko... or rather, Haruko's humongous chest! The look on your face reminded you, more or less, of what happened when someone opened up too many tabs on their computer. The system would slow down until coming to a grinding halt...

Exactly like what was happening to Madoka's brain.

Looking at the wide-eyed but empty look in her eyes, a single phrase came to your mind.

'The lights are on, but nobody's home.'

Yeah, you'd been wondering what would happen to Madoka when she realized that her huge breasts couldn't compare to the mind-blowing bust sizes of some of the other girls you'd met at Pandora.

It looked like she was experiencing what it meant to be a big fish in a tiny pond!

The fact that Madoka's worldview had been challenged literally first thing of the day was only a bonus for both of you. The sooner she learned to love her body for what it was, the better. No girl should've had to feel self-conscious about her chest.

"Can I walk with the two of you? The president wants to speak with both of you before classes and clubs begin- that's Mio Jinguuji, by the way, Futayama-san," Haruko asked, using the respectful term for Madoka, with whom she was a stranger.

That sounded reasonable for Madoka, as she was a new student, but you weren't sure why Mio wanted to speak with you again. Hey, not like you were complaining. The Narrator was staying silent right now, likely content to watch things progressing as they were, but you knew he'd be ticked off if you blew a chance to speak more with the lovely, buxom president of Pandora's highschool students.

And hey, maybe meeting yet another girl with boobs bigger than her own would only help reinforce with Madoka just how different things would be for her now.

Madoka failed to muster up a response to the older girl, merely giving a single wordless, shaky nod, still speechless from the impression Haruko's mountains had left on her.

If meeting Haruko had challenged her opinions of herself, then meeting Mio and the other bodacious babes you knew would outright shatter her opinion of her chest!

Hell, at this rate you wouldn't put it past Madoka pulling you into a closet or something so that you could expand her bra. Eh, you wouldn't push her on that, it was best to let her come to the decision herself. But still, nothing would be healthier for her than her deciding that she didn't have to hide the true size of her chest anymore!