Asha & Ellie Enjoy The Park

Asha and Ellie Enjoy the Park

A small silver bell tinkled as Ellie walked through the door. The coffee shop, Bluez Beans, was a favorite of Ellie's. It was near her gym and office, open late, and made a mean pour over.

A familiar face was waiting behind the counter. "Ellie! Good to see you! It's been ages," Asha said in her light, bright accent. Ellie lit up.

It had been a few weeks since Asha had been working, a barista in her late 20's who Ellie has had a quiet crush on for the better part of a year. Asha was of Indian origin, having immigrated to the States when she was in her early teens. The pretty, mahogany-skinned woman was a popular barista, partly for her looks and partly for her bubbly and jovial personality.

"Asha! Welcome back I'm so glad to see-" Ellie stopped short as she looked down at the barista's chest, fully visible behind the low counter of the register. Where there once was a set of moderately large and exceptionally perky breasts, was several inches of deep cleavage, leading down to a pair of massive bulges near her waist barely contained by shirt and apron.

Ellie continued to walk forward through the mostly empty shop, mouth hanging open. "How, what, your boobs are..." she stammered, trying to regain control of herself. "Sorry um., how was your trip?" she finally managed once she got to the counter.

Asha grinned at her favorite regular. Ellie was an American with a European ancestry so blurry it isn't worth mentioning. A natural blonde, with long straight hair currently dyed auburn and a sporty build. She played field hockey in college and now spent her Wednesday and Sunday nights playing rec soccer with the Women's Football Club of Redmond.

"It was good! I haven't been back for so long and it was really good to see everyone. Something else happened too. Here, come closer."

Asha leaned forward, checking to see if anyone was close enough to listen in the nearly empty shop. Her long black ponytail swished back and forth. The edge of the counter pressed a firm line across the lower swell of her bust, causing the barista's ample cleavage to bulge upward. Ellie was fighting a losing battle to maintain eye contact.

"It's crazy right? I don't know what happened, but I gained so much weight on the trip that they had to get me a bigger apron," she whispered, almost guiltily.

There's no way she doesn't know, Ellie thought. She looked at Asha's face, sincerity written across every inch. Then down to her deep cleavage and what was hidden beneath, then back up to her face. Wait no--now it's something else. Mischief?

Ellie's question was answered when Asha burst into giggles. "I had you for a second there!" She said, pointing at Ellie, now flushed with a mix of emotions, pink cheeks turning bright red.

"No, it really is crazy--I was back home for a month and I swear I grew an inch a day for the first two weeks! It slowed after that and I think they stopped growing at some point while I was in India, but sometimes I wake up and they feel a bit bigger. The only thing I was worried about was the plane ride back," Asha explained. She mimed two walls, hitting the sides of her expanded chest in the process. "Tight seats and all that. And such a long flight!"

Ellie's mind raced, imagining being pressed between a plane window on one side, and the two largest boobs she had ever seen in her life on the other. It sounded like a dream flight.

"But the flight attendants moved me up to first class, free of charge! I had plenty of space and could even put a whole titty up across the tray table and arm rest to take the weight off for a bit."

Ellie's mouth was hanging open again. She quickly regained her composure and said, "That was, that was really nice of them!"

"Look! They were so happy to help me out," Asha said as she held her phone out, swiping between pictures of Asha with various flight attendants and a pilot. Every one of them had massive grins on their faces. Asha was wearing a light pink saree that fully covered--but clearly highlighted--her recent growth.

"I'm not kidding about the weight gain though. I was about 145 the day I left, and now I'm nearly at 200! I'm just lucky that there was an extra XL shirt in the back." She looked down and patted her new additions. "I think 40 or 50 of that is right here now." Asha stepped back, giving Ellie a full body view. "Some back here I think," she said, giving two quick pats to her ass. "But WAY more here. Duh." She brought her hands to her front, then gave her heavy chest a quick heft. Just a few inches up, then a drop back down. Wobbles and ripples ran through the flesh barely contained by the fabric. Ellie's pulse quickened and she swallowed hard, taking in her crush's new physique.

Even under the stretched blue apron, Asha's new growth dominated her figure. Tanned brown cleavage was visible through the top few unbuttoned inches of her black work shirt. Her chest swelled near her hips as if someone had tucked a pair of basketballs under her shirt. The thin cotton tie of the apron was doing its best to contain the massive pressure of her tits trying to be free, creating a tight line cutting across Asha's midsection.

Ellie blinked a few times and tried to recall the previous frame of the woman. Not particularly thin or muscular at 5'6" but obviously took care of herself. A prominent D cup, possibly slightly larger, that Ellie spent a fair bit of time appreciating while chatting and watching her work, but nothing near the heavy, pendulous breasts gently jiggling before her.

Jiggling because Asha was laughing at Ellie's bewilderment. Ellie hadn't said a word since she stepped back and let the stunned woman admire her recent developments. Ellie's hands drifted unconsciously to her own chest, a pair of soft, slightly elongated, technically-C-cups-if-she-wore-bras-enough-for-that-to-matter that rested under tank tops for most of the year. Asha had stolen many glances at the outline in Ellie's tops over the last year. Also, at her neck and collarbones, and at her toned ass and thighs, and at her goofy smile...

When Ellie lowered her hands, Asha saw that her nipples were pressing against the thin yellow fabric as if she were walking outside in the middle of winter. A sharp contrast to the warm late spring evening Ellie had come in on.

"Wow," Ellie managed. "That's... wow!" Ellie's mouth went dry as she tried to think of something better to say. "Um, medium lavender latte please." Her coffee order? Really? That was the best she could do?

"Of course," Asha replied cheerfully, ringing her up. Ellie paid and Asha picked up a cup to write her order on.

"You really do look incredible," Ellie said.

Asha gave a flirtatious smile. "And this is just me in my work clothes. When I first got home and looked in a mirror, I nearly passed out!"

Ellie nodded, imagining that.

"And that was before I stripped down," Asha added in a teasing whisper.

Ellie flushed, imagining that. "I'd bet that really is stunning."

A flush of heat ran through Asha as she realized the opportunity before her. If Ellie wanted to see more, she would show her a lot more. A sly look came to Asha's deep brown eyes. "Hey, so, are you doing anything tonight?"

Ellie's pulse quickened. "No, I'm, uh, I'm free tonight."

"Have you ever been to Wilson Park?"

Ellie nodded.

"I do love that park--it's right near my apartment. There's a bench at the top of the hill that you should check out. It's my favorite. There'll be a great view around sunset."

Ellie looked through the glass door of Blue Beanz. It was already late afternoon now. Sunset was maybe only an hour or so away. "I'll be there."

A big grin. "Good! I should probably get back to work," she said, gesturing at the handful of people waiting behind her.

"Oh yeah, of course," Ellie nodded. She turned to the few people in line. "Sorry! We were just catching up."

Murmurs of non-annoyance came from the assembled people in line as Ellie stepped away. Ellie didn't hear Asha's cheerful, "Hi, what can I get for you?" as she recapped the insane interaction she just had with her friend.

How did that happen? She's huge now! She wasn't small before but wow! And what's the thing about the park? Will Asha be there too?

She ran through her checklist of what she had left to do today. The only thing undone was to swing by the office and pick up some notes from a colleague. That was the whole reason she had come by Blue Beanz in the first place. She had completely forgotten in the light of Asha's news.

When her name was called, she grabbed her coffee, gave a quick "Bye, thank you!" and rushed out the door. Outside, she took a deep breath of the fresh, warm evening air. She looked at her coffee and saw that Asha had doodled a simple little window next to Ellie's name.

***

Ellie had been in Wilson Park for nearly an hour. She had rushed through her visit to the office--her job as a primarily-remote project manager for a software company gave her very few reasons to go to the office, and with the meeting with Asha on her mind, she cared to spend time there even less.

She had been nervously scrolling through various apps while waiting for the sun to truly set. The park had already been shadowed by several buildings that ringed it.

Ellie's attention snapped to a nearby window as it lit up. Someone inside turned a light on. She took a closer look and recognized the new, bustier form of Asha. It looked like she had come straight from work, as she still had her blue apron and black blouse on.

"Okay..." Ellie said, uncertain. "Where is she going with this?" A few thoughts raced through her mind that she didn't dare to entertain. She really hoped she was right though.

The window was maybe fifty feet away on the second story of the apartment building that overlooked the park. The bench at the top of the hill had a nearly perfect view into the space's windows. Ellie looked down the hill and scanned the rest of the park. Not a soul around.

Asha moved from one room--a combined kitchen and living room with a high counter cutting across half of the room--to the next. As Asha turned the light on, Ellie could see that this was a bedroom, tastefully decorated with rich colors and an Indian flair.

Asha reached up and undid her ponytail, her dark hair falling down to the small of her back. She untied her apron and flung it to the bed with a practiced motion. She stretched, lifting her hands high and slowly rocking from side to side. Ellie could only imagine the strain on the buttons of Asha's shirt.

Slowly, while facing the window but not looking out of it, Asha began to undo the buttons, slowly and methodically. Inch after inch of smooth, inviting, brown cleavage was revealed as the black shirt opened further.

"Oh it's a show," Ellie realized. "For me." Her heart began to thunder in her ears. A wave of heat and excitement washed over her.

Asha had reached the last button and untucked the shirt, revealing the grandeur that lies beneath. Her heavy load was supported by two massive swaths of pale linen fabric tied in a makeshift bra. She had only been back for a few days and hadn't had a chance to figure out where, or even if, she could get any kind of supporting garment made. She reached up and ran her fingers over her scalp, the orbs beneath the stressed fabric bouncing with every movement of her arms and shoulders.

With deliberate slowness, she untied the handful of knots in the fabric. The bulge of her weighty chest lowered slightly with every knot undone, until it had lowered to its natural resting point, the bottom curves nearly aligning with the zipper on her jeans. Her tits were still covered, the bottom of the fabric pinned in place by their weight, and the tops held in Asha's hands.

Asha turned, revealing a toned and muscled back. Ellie let out a low whistle. Clearly the rapid growth up front had come with new muscle in the back to support everything. She carefully removed the undergarment and set it on a side table. Ellie watched from behind as Asha rubbed at the lines and marks left from supporting such a heavy payload. To an uninformed observer watching from Ellie's angle, she may have been rubbing a heavily pregnant belly.

Continuing her show, Asha slowly shimmied out of her tight denim, revealing a bright red thong tucked between two full, round ass cheeks. The sides of her breasts were clearly visible on either side of her hips and waist.

Ellie's hand drifted downward, unconsciously drawn to the building heat between her thighs.

Asha bent forward, stretching her back out flat, now turned to be in profile to the window. Her breasts swung below her like massive drops of caramel, large, dark areolas mere inches from the ground. She held this stretch for a few moments, then folded completely in half. Her fingers pressed against the floor and her lower swell of her breasts pressed flat against the floor as well. The rest of her heavy boobs bulged out between her legs and torso.

Ellie couldn't take it anymore. The park was empty. She was burning with lust. She unzipped her hoodie and slipped one hand up her tank top, tracing the outline of her small, deep pink areola with a fingernail. A shudder ran through her as her other hand found the slick heat inside her pants.

A small moan escaped her as Asha stood up and turned to the window. Facing head on and naked down to the socks, she was overwhelming. Ellie's breath went ragged.

Asha's areolas dominated the bottoms of her breasts, as if they had been dipped in ink an even deeper mahogany than her skin. Her hips and ass had filled out more as well during her travels, giving her a small curve of a lower belly that blended up into little love handles. She reached forward, tracing the expanse of skin down to her thick nipples. Ellie forced her eyes to stay open despite the instinct to close her eyes and arch her back.

Asha cupped her hands around the bottom of each breast lifting them up to her chest. She looked down at them, admiring her huge new assets. Supported at the position where her breasts used to be, they looked like two perfectly smooth, pumpkin-sized domes. Their weight flattened them out where her hands were, but they still were astoundingly full and perky given their heft. She held them up such that her dark areolas were facing the windows. Ellie guessed that they were each the size of a dinner plate. Asha's toned hands were absolutely overflowing, flesh spilling out in every direction.

Ellie's fingers went inside her. Her other hand began to grope each of her tits, frantically grabbing and pinching and stroking. Unconsciously, she opened her mouth and mimed tracing the outer edges of the dark, sensitive skin with her tongue. It would take minutes to do it properly, and Ellie would relish every second.

Asha shook her hair back and forth, then dropped her load. The world shifted into slow motion as the two massive orbs held their position for a brief second, holding a nearly perfectly spherical shape before beginning to fall. Waves of motion ran across them as they descended, gigantic, full, and heavy.

Ellie imagined what it would be like to be under those glorious, massive falling melons. The impact on her chest, on her thighs, on her face... How much of her could be covered by Asha's tits at once? She was so wet she could hear the sloshing as her fingers rapidly worked in and out.

Asha's payload finally dropped, slamming into her hips and the tops of her thighs. Ripples went through the domes of brown skin, like a stone was dropped into a pond filled with rich liquid chocolate.

Asha nearly tipped forward with the shifting weight but flung her arms out to steady herself. Her breasts wobbled, swaying half a foot in each direction before stabilizing. Asha looked up to the window with a nervous smile. Ellie couldn't tell if Asha was looking at her or not. It was hard to focus on details when her mind was filled with heat and need and Asha.

"She's so cute," Ellie said in a whisper, voice rough with passion. Her fingers went back to her clit, climax now on the horizon.

Inside the apartment, Asha had turned and vanished behind a wall. Ellie's heart dropped as her fingers continued their swift circles. She was so close! That can't be it. Over, just like that. "Please come back," she moaned. "Please. Please, just for a little more."

The windows were empty for several long seconds. Then the bulge of Asha's low-hanging chest came around a corner, followed by the rest of her. She walked towards the window, scooping up a single massive breast. The other hung, full and heavy, just past her waist. For the first time, she scanned the park and found Ellie on the bench.

Can she see what I'm doing? Ellie thought, frantic with need. There's no way she could stop now. Even if she wanted to she could feel the rising wave begin to sweep her away.

Asha looked at the woman on the bench fingering herself like a lunatic in the middle of a park. With a sly smile she lifted a hand and gave a small wave, fully nude and on display. Ellie nodded back emphatically, unable to remove either hand from their current task.

She locked eyes with Ellie through the glass, then lifted her tit higher, angling it towards herself. Eye contact still held firm, she gently circled her thick nipple with her tongue. Then again. And again. Then finally, wrapped her full lips around the engorged nipple, now about the size of the head of a lollipop.

She closed her eyes, imagining Ellie's moans of pleasure and need, while feeling the slick heat between her thighs build to nearly intolerable levels. She could almost feel Ellie's lips on her other nipple... her hands pressing firmly into Asha's soft skin... touching and playing with every part of her... She heard a faint gasping shout, and opened her eyes.

Ellie was writhing with pleasure, one hand still down her pants, the other clamped hard over her mouth. Asha braced herself, then dropped her heavy load with a loud plapp! against her torso. Her right hand drifted towards the apex of her thighs, finally touching the ache that had been building there since she began her show. Slowly working her swollen clit, she watched the woman on the bench ride her orgasm for many long seconds.

Once Ellie had caught her breath and was able to open her eyes, she pulled her hand out from between her thighs. Glistening strands connected them, reflecting the distant park lights at the bottom of the hill. She looked towards Asha's apartment to see the beautiful woman standing there, one hand swirling on her clit, the other slowly pulling the curtains closed. It was all Ellie could do to keep her head up and eyes open as the show ended.

It was a blissful few minutes of afterglow before Ellie was able to pull herself together and depart the deserted park.

***

Asha was an opener the next morning. Doing a closing shift right before an opening one was never ideal, but Asha needed the cash after being out for a month.

She moved stools, chairs, and tables around with ease, swinging them wide around her hip-hugging pumpkins. Her shoulder, back, and core muscles seemed to grow stronger daily to keep up with her rapid growth. She had the same mobility and range of motion as she did before all this, just now with the added weight and cushion of her overfilled organic flotation devices.

Her shoulders and feet did get sore a bit faster now, and she had a nasty bruise forming from where the side of her right boob hit an edge of a chair after she had given Ellie the show last night.

She did enjoy every moment of that. Once she closed the curtains she had raced into the bathroom where the shower was waiting for her. Anticipation was running hot down her thighs as she got through the door and got settled on the tiled seat. She had hissed at the cold tile biting into the warm skin as her massive breasts pressed against them. Sitting down with tits unrestrained, they spilled off her thighs, the wide bottoms pouring onto the seat. The chilled tile was a sharp contrast to the hot water and her hot skin, but that wouldn't take her from her task.

She then leaned forward to remove the shower head from where it was held on the wall. She had one thought on her mind. Her fingertips grazed the hose, but she was too low to get a good grip. She fell back to her seat, soft ass hitting the cold tile again.

"Stupid tits," she'd said, blaming their extra weight for her lack of reach. Her minor annoyance was overruled by an intense wave of arousal, taking her nearly to the point of insanity. Another lurch forward, this time using one arm to shove off the tile to help heave her massive bust up with her. Her fingers met metal and she took her prize back to the seat.

She had pressed the shower head between her thighs and let the flow take her to ecstasy. Her free hand went from stroking and squeezing as much of flesh as she could get between her fingers, to eventually fondling her nipples, which had grown to the size of three stacked bottle caps from her arousal. She had savored the rapid and steady build until-

She snapped back from her indulgent memory at the sound of the bell over the door. Tim, one of her favorite, flamboyant coworkers, was opening with her today.

"Morning Asha," he said, slinging a shoulder bag to the counter. "Oh hey, did I tell you about Mikey yet? We went out again last night and-"

Tim continued on with the story of last night while Asha tried to focus on not reliving last night over and over again. Her shift had barely started and she could tell she was starting to soak her panties already.

She split her attention between Tim's story and finishing getting Blue Beanz set up for the morning. At least her manager was very understanding of the whole situation. Given how much further back from the counter she had to stand, it was awkward for her to use the various equipment on the coffee bar. So, she spent most of her time on shift working register or doing inventory. She didn't mind it for now, but was going to practice using her machine at home to adjust to making lattes with tits the size of the burlap sacks of coffee beans that get delivered straight from the docks.

***

An hour or so later, Asha's favorite customer came through the door. Ellie rarely came in this early and she was still rubbing sleep from her eyes as she walked up to the counter.

"Good morning Ellie, did you have a nice night?" She asked, sugar sweet and Customer Service cheerful. She began to ring up Ellie's usual order.

"I did thank you. I caught this amazing show at a park. It seemed really..." Ellie paused, searching for a phrase. Asha took this opportunity to stretch back, pressing her hands into her lower back. The soft outlines of her oversized bust pressed hard through the various fabrics. The highest buttoned button of Asha's collared work shirt looked like it was about to pop. A moment later she relaxed, the stress on the button returning to an endurable level as it resumed its position between several inches of cleavage and the rest of Asha's miraculous new growth.

Ellie swallowed hard. "Spur of the moment? I might have just been in the right place at the right time. I'm not sure if there'll be another chance to see it."

"Oh, there just might be," Asha said. "You could get lucky again." A quick wink. "The usual?"

"Yes please. And I hope so too." Familiar heat flushed Ellie's face and loins. "Oh the tap is being weird, here, take it and swipe it," she said, holding out her card. Asha took it, fingers touching paper. Asha took the note Ellie had tucked under the card and quickly put it in her apron pocket as a flurry of customers came in.

She finished the transaction and gave Ellie back her card. "Your order will be ready soon."

Ellie smiled, eyes glazing over as she mentally undressed the barista, reliving the start of last night's show. "Can't wait." She drifted over to a stool to wait for her order, lost in horny thought.

Asha took order after order during the morning rush until she heard Ellie say, "Bye, thank you!" as she got her coffee and headed out the door.

Damn it. She had hoped to read the note before Ellie had to leave.

It was another ten minutes until she could step away from the register. A handful of customers were sitting at tables tapping away at laptops, and a few more were waiting for drinks. No one at the register, and no one visible through the large windows or the glass door. Perfect.

"Sara, can you cover register for two minutes?" Her coworker gave a thumbs up and Asha walked around the corner into the narrow hallway that led into the store room. She turned sideways and used one arm to press her breasts into her hips, avoiding bumping into the haphazardly stacked boxes. She opened the door to the store room and sat on an overturned bucket. The weight of her chest filled her lap, resting heavily and spilling over her supple thighs slightly.

She took a deep breath, then pulled the crisply folded paper out of her apron pocket. She opened the note, seeing a phone number and a single line of script. Her heart surged.

Any thing, any place, any time. I'm yours.