The Rack

Chapter 10

Andrea lay in bed. She had woken a few minutes ago. But she did not open her eyes. She could feel the bed linen on her breasts. That was the problem. She could only feel it on her breasts. The rest of her body did not have contact with the linen. Slowly she opened her eyes. In front of her was her nightgown, the bed linen, and the canyon that was her cleavage.

She didn't know how long she stared at her cleavage before the urge to pee hit her. She almost called for her friends. But she remembered that this was Sunday morning. Diane and Mary liked to sleep in on Sundays. So did she, but her bladder had other ideas. Andrea started pushing and shoving her massive glands. She was not going to pee the bed like a child.

For the first time, Andrea felt the weight of her breasts. Ever since this started, Andrea never felt any back strain. Even at her current extreme size. But now, she felt every ounce. And it she was not light. Andrea huffed, puffed, and grunted moving her massive mammaries to the side of her bed. After a couple of minutes, she managed to get her right boob there. With one last push, she tipped it over the edge.

With a squawk Andrea found her body sliding to her right. Fortunately, or unfortunately, her left boob kept her from sliding completely off the bed. Once she was stable, she placed her foot on the ground. With that done, she was able to carefully push herself back into bed. But that left her in the uncomfortable position of having one boob hanging out of bed while the other was still in.

Somehow, Andrea managed to get her feet under her and push herself back into bed. But that left her in the position of having way too much weight pulling her to the side. The fact that her left tit was counterbalancing her right one was not helping. And she still had to pee.

With more careful pulling, tugging, and pushing, Andrea was able to get her legs and her left boob hanging off the bed. She leaned back to keep her tits from pulling her off the bed and to the ground. She stared at her cleavage for a moment. She did not know why she was having trouble with her boobs. They didn't give her any trouble yesterday. She didn't feel any of their massive weight. It was a puzzle that would have to wait.

With a grunt, Andrea stood up and blinked. The movement of her standing had sent her breasts wobbling about. Shaking her body back and forth. Instead of being unsteady on her feet, she was standing firm. It was just like yesterday. Her bladder made its demands known and she started walking toward the bathroom. Without her friends help, she had to squeeze through the door one boob at a time. Luckily for her, the bathroom wasn't far away. She got in and hurried to the toilet.

Andrea gasped as her massive breasts hit the tile floor. She looked down to see if she could find the throw rug that should be there. She growled as she only saw her cleavage. She should have remembered how big she was. Especially since her tits were resting on the floor.

As soon as she finished her business, Andrea stood up. The mere thought of her tits resting on the floor was disgusting. The actual fact was worse. She turned to wash her hands only to stop and stare at the sink. With her being so large, she couldn't reach the sink without squishing her boobs. Staring at the sink, she had a thought. Slowly she looked around the bathroom. The room looked a lot smaller than it had before today. The only reason she could think of, was the increase in size of her boobs. They now stuck out a little under four feet in front of her. And that was with them out of her bra! Her underboob was around her knees. But she didn't want to think about that.

With a sight, Andrea put the suddenly small bathroom out of her mind. She pushed against the sink so she could wash her hands. She couldn't believe she didn't notice how close her boobs were to things last night. But then, she did have her friends helping her. They had to have been keeping her form bumping into or nudging things with her boobs. It was the only explanation.