The Priming for Bigger Things 2
By FreddyD
The Wedding


It has been six months since Helia accepted the rather unusual and puzzling
proposal from her boss, the HUGE tit-lover, Mr. Will Deboer. She sat in the
bride's room of the huge chapel as his servants fussed over her to get her
ready for the ceremony. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw a
gorgeous bride staring back at her that was about to walk down the aisle to be
someone's wife. She also saw all the bloated and gigantic breastflesh stuffed
inside her wedding gown thanks to her fiancé. They were the product of Will's
everlasting quest for Helia to grow to unimaginable sizes.

She was served a big plate of fish with a special sauce the night before to
make sure her breasts were at a size to his liking on their wedding day. It
was the usual salmon steak, tossed salad with ranch dressing that he had
prepared for her with the usual ingredients. This time it was a triple dose.
Though Helia knew it was the same dish she had six months ago in that
restaurant, she reluctantly ate every bite. Helia felt her breasts growing
bigger and bigger, bite after unwilling bite. When she was done, they both
noticed that her breasts had grown so Will had a tape measure brought to him.
Helia sat back and rubbed her bigger boobs as Will wrapped the tape measure
around her bust. When he got his measurement, Will grinned from ear to ear.

"This is great! You've grown another 89 inches!" he cheered. "So that means
you are now at 489 inches. You are really becoming the woman I envisioned you
to be."

"Yeah, a colossal-titted freak," Helia said sounding a little frustrated.

"You'll be my colossal-titted freak. Trust me, you'll love being huge. I
guarantee it," he smiled, kissing her on the forehead. Helia then looked at
the huge rock on her finger.

"Maybe it wouldn't be so bad," she thought to herself.

Helia thought about how Will has taken her into his spacious home and cared
for her during the past six months. She did continue to work for him after his
proposal, but he paid every bill she had. Anything she wanted, he got for her
but in return she had to undergo breast enlargement by being pumped full of
growth hormones by eating or taking supplements. It was a bit rough but she
endured.

All of her clothes and undergarments were specially made to fit over her
massive, growing bust. He spared no expense. He made sure that they were best
bras she had ever worn in her life.

Still sitting in the bride's room, she reminisced on all the conversations
they've had that were about how big he wanted her tits. He constantly told her
of his desires of how big and fat he wanted her rack. He once joked and said
that he wanted her so big that she wouldn't be able to walk. Though their
conversations were interesting and at times entertaining, Helia couldn't help
but be a little concerned for his obsession about her growing ample chest. For
a while, she actually began to miss being the girl with the 98-inch chest. She
actually felt normal then.

But now here she was with boobs that ballooned to nearly 500 inches and was
about to be married to her tit-obsessive boss. She slowly rubbed them and felt
them slowly growing still. One of Will's servants, Tracy, went to her in
concern for her. "Is everything ok Miss Melonowski?"

"Please, call me Helia. And yes I'm fine. I just hope that I'm not too big by
the time I get to the alter," Helia joked.

"Well no matter how big you become, you'll still look beautiful," Tracy said.

"Thank you," Helia smiled.

"Ok, everything is ready. It's time," Wendy said entering the bride's room.
She was Helia's best friend and maid of honor.

"Well here goes," Helia said beginning to dread the event. Wendy helped Helia
to her feet due to the heavy weight attached to her chest. As they were
leaving the bride's room, Wendy pulled Helia aside.

"Are you sure you wanna do this? I mean do you even love him?" Wendy asked.
Helia just dropped her head, pondering Wendy's question.

"Um...well...I guess I do. He has been taking care of me," Helia answered.

"Of course he has. He's turning you into one of his sick fantasies. You're
gonna be nothing more than his balloon-boobed bimbo wife," Wendy said.

"That may be but...you see...," Helia was having difficulty finding the words
to explain. "Well...I guess I will be. But it's too late for me to turn back
now."

"Why?"

"Look at me," Helia said, hoisting up her gigantic rack. "I'm no longer the
girl with the 98-inch chest. All because of that lunch we had six months ago.
He tricked me. Now I have these huge, heavy things. No other man will want me
now. So I have no choice but to marry him. At least I know I'll be cared for
and he won't be disgusted by my freakishly huge boobs."

"But you don't have to marry him just because your tits are so big. You told
me yourself that he's a jerk," Wendy mentioned.

"Yeah but he has taken good care me. And I've often dreamed of being married.
But if this is the only way I can fulfill my dream then so be it," Helia said,
sounding defeated and trapped. "Please. Let me hurry up and get married before
I'm too big to walk down the aisle."

"I don't agree with this but I support you," Wendy smiled, pulling down
Helia's veil.

"Thanks."

Everyone was seated in the chapel. All of the friends and family of the groom
were there as well as all of the friends and family of the bride. They all sat
in anticipation of the blessed event. Then the organ began its chord of "Here
comes the bride" and that prompted everyone to stand to honor the bride that
was to walk down the aisle. Will stood at the alter, anxiously awaiting Helia
to join him in holy matrimony. As the doors opened, Helia appeared and
everyone gasped. Will thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever
seen. Helia looked around and saw all eyes on her. But she knew that the
majority of the eyes were on her massively enormous chest. She looked ahead
and saw Will smiling at her, patiently waiting for her. With her father by her
side, her heart pounding, butterflies in her stomach and her huge boobs aching
to be milked, she was escorted down the aisle. She looked to her father as if
he would say something but he just gave her a big smile. She then turned her
attention to her mother that observed her daughter with joy. Her mother was
too happy to do or say anything. She looked to her friends and they all were
happy for her. Helia however began to really feel like this wedding was a bad
idea. Once Helia arrived at the alter (slightly bigger in the bust than when
she first walked the aisle), the reverend asked who was to give away the
bride.

"I do," her father said. Helia turned to him hoping he'd say more but he just
left her to take his seat. She looked over to her fiancé and wanted to tell
him so much how she really felt but she really didn't want to hurt him. He did
treat her good and provided her with anything she needed but she just didn't
feel for him the way he felt for her. In fact, she knows the only reason why
he's marrying her is because of her chest. Then the reverend began to speak.

"We are here today to witness the joining of Will Benjamin Deboer and Helia
Ann Melonowski in holy matrimony. If there is anyone here today that feels
that these two should not be married, speak now or forever hold your peace."
Helia began to look around for anyone to object. Not one said a word. She even
looked over to her best friend Wendy for an objection. Wendy simply smiled.
"Ok...well...let's begin," the reverend said.

"No, wait," Helia finally spoke. Everyone in the pews gasped in shock. "I
can't do this."

"What? But I thought you were ok with this," Will said.

"I just can't do this. I can't marry you. I don't feel for you the way you
feel for me," Helia finally revealed to him.

"But you told me when you accepted my ring that you'd be mine," Will reminded
her.

"I know but I've been thinking about this. I just don't love you. I'm sorry.
And you really don't love me. You just want to watch my boobs grow. I'm a
freak now."

"I do love you. I always have. I've kept you around not only because I wanted
your breasts to grow to their biggest size, but also because I've fallen in
love with you. I want to marry you. I want you as my wife," Will said. "I hope
you change your mind."

"I can't Will. I want to marry a man that I love. I'm sorry," Helia said,
walking back up the aisle, slightly waddling trying to cradle her huge,
milk-laden 400+ inch tits.

"Did I mention that you'd have your own mansion and yacht once we're married?"
Will asked. Helia stopped in her tracks. She looked back at him, then her
ring, then her humungous boobs and began to think about the mansion and yacht.

"Well...what's love got to do with it?" Helia laughed.

Helia became Helia Ann Melonowski Deboer.

END