For a single, tense second, Izumi stared down at her massive breasts in confusion. Both of you stared at those colossal, weighty pillows of hers, saying nothing. You yanked your gaze away first, trying to play it off as if you had no idea what was on Izumi's mind.

And then, after another few seconds passed, Izumi looked away from her immense chest filling her borrowed shirt up, staring you in the eyes again.

Crap.

"Heh."

That didn't sound like an enraged, accusing yell.

"Hee Hee..."

Okay, that definitely wasn't a sign of anger. Izumi was... giggling, apparently.

"Hah hah hah!" And now she was breaking into full-blown laughter. On one hand, it was disheartening to have her taking a few steps away from you; meaning that those massive breasts that had been mere inches from your face, from her position standing right in front of your seated form; were no longer poised to smother you. On the other hand...

Man, seeing Izumi laugh really put a smile on your face! Her mirth was setting those giant globes of hers jiggling and swaying under her shirt, the blue-haired babe laughing so hard she was practically bent double!

"Here I am, thinking that I scared away the first guy I've been able to have a real conversation with, but not only did me smothering the life out of you with my tits not turn you off... it turns out that you're actually into that kind of stuff!"

"Uh.. I mean-"

"Oh, it's fine, Shujin. I'm just teasing you! I just can't believe that I thought I'd blown my chances of making a new friend with these huge balloons!" Izumi stated, hefting her massive breasts with her hands and giving them a teasing shake.

"Well, listen up, buster! You lucked out earlier; but I'm not some easy girl who's going to let you get a free feel of my girls every time we see each other! That was an accident earlier, nothing more!" Izumi stated, her laughter dying down now that she was feeling a bit more calm.

You doubted her words- not her specifically, just... in a world that ran on anime logic, the protagonist always ended up in compromising situations with the girls. That was just a fact of (anime) life!

And another thing...

Seems like you'd gotten away with blowing up Izumi's boobs! The girl was now sporting a monster pair of zeppelins; 140 centimeters of bra-straining, button-popping, marshmallow-soft bulk that could easily smother a grown man to death if Izumi decided to use her monstrously huge melons as weapons! Those great big basketball-sized balloons of hers were by and large the biggest set of boobs you had ever seen, and probably would ever see!

And she still had no idea that you were responsible for her growing a whole 10cm over the day!

Alas, this is where the two of you parted ways for the day. Despite the novelty of her mammoth mammaries earning her a new friend, Izumi's day returned to it's normal schedule after this; with you being stuck in the infirmary a while longer while Izumi returned to her club to complete the rest of her classes for the day.

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Izumi hated people staring at her like she was a piece of meat to be ogled. At least one of the perks of going to Pandora was there there was no shortage of other extremely well-endowed girls here... even if she was still the reigning 'booby queen' of Pandora.

That stupid title; it wasn't one that she'd given herself. No, that was one of her many nicknames amongst the school's male population.

Stupid pervs.

At least the new transfer student seemed nice. Even if she had accidentally buried his face in her tits long enough to warrant a trip to the infirmary, he'd still been able to carry on an actual conversation with her.

That was a whole lot better than she could say for most of her male classmates; thankfully there were no guys in the club she was in.

Though to be honest, Izumi was pretty sure that her well known temper (and equally well-known volatile esper) was the main reason for why nobody dared to get within a two meter radius of her.

The rest of her day passed by fairly uneventfully, and soon enough she found herself walking back to her home, a few blocks from Pandora's High School campus.

Something was weighing heavily on her.

And no, that wasn't a metaphor. There was literally something weighing her down more than normal.

'Ugh, what in the world has been going on with me today? First I wake up and feel a little unsteady, then I lose my balance when talking to Shujin earlier, and fall boob-first on him... and now, it feels like something's throwing my center of gravity off even more!' The red-eyed beauty sighed, running a hand through her short, dark blue hair.

Izumi didn't realize that while there was no extra bounce to her step, there was definitely an extra bounce to her bosom as she walked. Not that she paid much attention; she tended not to look down when she was walking. What was the point? It had been over a year since her bosom had finally grown so large that she could no longer see her feet past the fleshy pillows stuffed under her shirt.

This was a pretty wordy way of saying that Izumi' had spent a long time adjusting to the fact that she was a very busty girl.

And this was 'very busty' by the standards of a world where most women were already pretty well-endowed, so Izumi...

Well, let's just say that she'd had a long time to get used to life with a pair of tits so big she had to be careful not to bump into people- and knock them over when she walked by them.

So it went without saying that Izumi had experienced the drama of ill-fitting clothes many times throughout her life up till this point.

That didn't mean it ever got easier for her...

"Argh! Dammit! How could this already be too small for me?! I only got this pajama top two months ago!" Izumi grumbled, discarding the overstretched top. She was standing before her bed, clad in her pajamas- a cute set of matching pants and a shirt that she'd liked the color and fabric of- but was encountering one of her most hated problems.

Her damn boobs were too huge for the shirt! It wasn't a button-up, which was good... but the damn thing was so tight that once she got it past her neck, her boobs stretched the fabric so tight that it was in danger of completely tearing apart!

And Izumi didn't think she could put up with the embarrassment- even if she was alone in her own bedroom- of having her own breasts destroy her clothes so completely.

"Ugh, screw it! I already stayed up too late working on my math homework! The class has been getting more and more difficult lately... I might need to think of some alternate ways to make sure my grades don't slip..." Izumi grumbled, falling back onto her bed with a loud thump. The sturdy bed frame shook under her weight.

It was only expected, not only was a tall young woman like her heavier than the average girl her age thanks to her height and toned muscles...

She also had all that additional mass to her bust, which really added on to her overall weight!

"Maybe I should just sleep in my bra tonight... I don't want to wear the same one tomorrow, but sleeping in it should be fine. It'll at least take the weight off my shoulders," Izumi sighed, weighing her options.


1) Izumi discovers in the morning that NONE of her other bras or shirts fit!
2) Izumi oversleeps, and hurriedly dresses in the same bra/shirt as the day before. Discovery delayed!
3 - 5) Switch back to Shujin's POV, randomized/reader's choice as to what the outcome with Izumi is.