Letting Her Win to Make Her Tits Expand
In the dim glow of his bedroom monitor, Hina mashed the controller buttons with fierce determination, her sailor uniform skirt riding up slightly as she leaned forward. "Come on, just one more combo!" she growled, eyes locked on the pixelated screen where her character dodged and struck. Beside her, Kenji sat casually, tie loosened, pretending to struggle while secretly throwing every match. He’d discovered weeks ago that her victories triggered something incredible—each win sent a rush of heat through her body, making her massive breasts swell and strain against the fabric. He kept his face neutral, but inside he was counting the seconds until she hit that perfect streak.
"Yes! Got you again!" Hina cried at the five-second mark, pumping her fist as the victory screen flashed. Almost immediately, she felt the familiar tingle. "Ohhh… it's starting," she breathed, glancing down in delighted surprise as her chest ballooned outward, rounder and heavier with every excited breath. The uniform buttons popped one by one; soon her breasts were gigantic, resting heavily on her lap like overripe fruit. She turned to Kenji, cheeks flushed, realization dawning. "Wait… you've been letting me win this whole time?" He smirked, setting his controller aside. "Guilty. I just wanted to see how fucking huge they'd get tonight." Hina bit her lip, a mischievous giggle escaping. "Then queue up another round, pervert. I'm not done winning yet."
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