Natahlia's heart raced as she hurriedly stuffed the remaining portions of the blue potion into her mouth. The taste was bitter and acrid, making her want to spit it out, but she urged herself to swallow it down, gulping down the last of the liquid. Her entire body tingled, and for a moment, she thought she might wobble out. But then, miraculously, she felt a strange warmth spread through her chest, and her breasts began to tingle and ache. Looking down, she gasped in astonishment as her normally perky B-cups suddenly ballooned outwards, growing larger with each passing second. Her nipples hardened into rock-hard points, and she could feel the weight of her heavy breasts pulling down on her chest. As she watched in disbelief, her breasts continued to grow, pushing past the confines of her tight top and spilling out over her shoulders. The sensation was both exhilarating and terrifying, and she could feel her heart raced faster and faster. With each passing second, her breasts continued to grow, stretching the fabric of her top to its limits and causing her to feel the weight of her heavy breasts pulling down on her shoulders. She had never imagined that such a small act of curiosity could lead to such an incredible transformation. Now, she felt like she could conquer the world with nothing more than the sheer size of her breasts. But still, there was something inside her that craved more. Something that urged her to push the limits even further. Something that whispered that she could never truly be satisfied until she had breasts bigger than anyone had ever seen before...