3 June 2012
Rena woke with a groan. Her forehead felt like it was split in half, her chest was feeling FAR too heavy, and her arm was once again aching. But at least she had some form of knowledge on why her chest felt heavier.
She remembered what had happened before she fell asleep the previous night, where she had another breast growth. The feeling of the breasts pushing against her top, filling the gaps between the underside of the top and her breasts, and then the bra clasp popping from the strain... It had felt amazing.
They'd grown at least another three cup sizes, to G cup. In any other part of the world, Rena knew that her breasts would have been called huge, which in essence, was what she was thinking as well.
"For fuck's sake," she groaned as she grabbed a handful of flesh in either hand, and squeezed lightly. Her hand didn't cover half of the mounds. "They're HUGE. Too bloody huge now!" Rena carefully got to her feet, feeling the breasts wobble without the support of a bra. She quickly went inside the nearby hut, and quickly took off her shirt. She then scanned the array of bras hanging inside the closet, and picked out a black and silver G cup. Rena put it on, which fit snugly over the pair of breasts nicely. She tested the bra out by jumping high into the air, and there wasn't so much of a wobble as a little shake from the flesh that was exposed at the top.
"Brilliant," she said with a grin. She then put back on her shirt - with a little strain - and put on her skin armour. "At least they won't hit me in the face."
She set out at twelve noon, wanting to get going. There was still a lot to discover about this island, and as to what had happened forty or so years ago. Certainly, there was some things that told Rena outright that there was some form of factory on the island. There were old, rusted metallic structures, as well as decrepit buildings. As she explored these old relics, taking care not to hit herself by crumbling walls, she searched for anything that would give her some form of knowledge as to what else those scientists from forty years ago were up to. Sure, the signs of people living there were present. There was burn marks of where a fire within the centre of a hut would have been. There were old gas pipes dotted all over the place, as well as water pipes that likely came from a reservoir nearby. A drop of water certainly sounded nice to the hungry and thirsty feline.
Rena's stomach growled. "Ok, fine, we'll stop here," she said to her stomach, with a small but amused sigh.
She took off her kit, and lit a fire in the middle of a roofless stone-grey building. She then set up a grill over the fire, and began to cook the meat from that panther. "That'll take an hour, I suppose," she muttered, after stringing the meat. "God knows what it is."
'I'm not an expert,' she added in her thoughts.
BZZZZT!
Rena's head snapped towards the buzz, about twenty feet from her. Cautiously, she stepped closer to the origin, wondering what on earth had made a noise like that. "Hello?" she said, despite knowing full-well she was alone on this island.
"BZZZZT....eed.....he...p...bzzt...we ha....tw....jure...three de...they are..."
It was... a radio?
Rena grabbed the radio, and clicked the button to speak. "Hello?" she said into the microphone.
"Wh... Identify your...."
Rena thought for a moment. Should she tell her name? Who was this person? No, better not to say.
"Uh, call me Hawk. Who is this?"
"Shi... Where ar... State....loca..."
"Honestly?" Rena said, looking around. "Not a fucking clue."
"Fuck.... We nee... Help. We have injured....ad... Hel-"
BZZZZZT.......
Rend stared at the dead radio with scared eyes. "What the hell was that?!" She shook her head, but still kept the radio with her. She doubted she could get a signal off the island anyway. Even if she could, how would others help her? She had no idea where she was! It was pointless trying. Oh well, more climbing to go. ------- "Bird-eye, this is Panther. Target has reached the island."
"Copy that, Panther. What is her condition?"
"She seems to have adapted well to the conditions she's seen, sir."
"And what of the Strike? Has the VIP taken any changes?"
"As expected, sir."
"Hmm... Ok Panther. Observe the VIP, watch what she does. If she experiences any new changes..."
"Yes, sir. Panther out." ---------- Strange, she found it, that she had begun the climbing with a mere walk and now she was running for her life.
Oh well.
She vaulted over a fallen tree, her legs up tight together. Her arm supported her, her hair flew back in the rushing wind, and her breasts bounced with the sudden height change. Her face was in concentration, partly because it wasn't exactly Rena at the moment, but mostly she didn't want to *die*.
Oh yeah. That bloody thing that's chasing her? This... To be honest, Hawk didn't know exactly WHAT it was. But she didn't want to stick around and find out.
She heard the... thing snap down trees as it chased after her. Well, whatever it was, it was huge. Very damn huge.
Water?
The Hawk almost stopped in her tracks. That was water she could hear. Rushing water. A river? She sprinted towards the sound. At least she had something to run to.
*skiiiiiid*
"That's... not what I was expecting!" she said in exasperation. No, not a river. Think bigger. More dangerous.
Yep.
A waterfall. A very tall waterfall. And she was at the edge of it.
'Shit.'
She contemplated for a moment whether to turn tail and run somewhere else... or dive off. The Hawk turned back to the thing chasing her, which was rapidly approaching.
"Well," she muttered, looking back at the edge. "Here goes nothing!"
And she jumped straight off the 50ft cliff.
In the air, she somersaulted, diving straight down with her hands clasped in front of her. She hit the pool of water at the bottom hard, her breasts slapping against the icy water with a resounding whack. Her body sank into the pool a couple of metres, before she regained control, and swam back up to the surface.
Her head broke through, and she took a welcome breath of air into her burning lungs. Her breasts, due to the size, kept her aloft, allowing her to rest her body for a moment. She sighed as she swam to the pool's shore. "Haaa... fucking hell..." She groaned as she pulled herself up out of the pool, and flopped onto her back on the marshy grass. Her eyes fell onto the thing that was on the cliff above her, which was looking at her. At least, she thought it was. She couldn't really tell.
Well, it was a big pile of black gas. She didn't know what the hell it was, but... She didn't want to know, frankly.
It backed away for a moment, before it suddenly rushed out of sight, leaving Rena to catch her breath. Her hand held her stomach, and her mighty chest heaved from her heavy panting. She closed her eyes slowly, allowing herself to rest. -------------- She was woken up hard by a slap to the face. "Hey! Miss! You alive? Miss?!"
Rena opened her eyes slowly, bleary and puzzled. She was back in that dark area, with her chest missing. "Oh, wonderful, Miss is awake!"
A voice?
"Miss, please, hurry. Get up! Up, up, up." A hand grabbed her arm. It was small, and weak. Like a child.
Rena looked at the person talking to her, and gasped.
"Hey hey! Come on!"
"Wait... Are you...?" she whispered quietly, looking at the child with great confusion and fear.
"Are you... Rena?"
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