Ruby City 01: Hanna Hughes

"Thank you, ma'am."

"Was there anything else...?"

"I was hoping we could go out tonight? Have a moment to celebrate getting past the presentation?"

Beth's mischievous grin widened. "We'll table that for later. For now, I think you need to tell me every exacting detail about your night out."

"It was...great, actually. Taking the initiative and bringing someone home felt right. It felt good even. Carlos was witty, but not in that fake way so many guys my age are. We joked about our families, talked about our dreams. We watched old cartoons on the sofa and just naturally fell into a more intimate moment. He let me take the lead, but wasn't a dead fish either. He tasted like cinnamon as we kissed. His grip was sure as I rode him and that probably would have been enough for me. Only he was like the Energizer bunny in bed and that was kind of exciting. I've never had sex for so long. It really let me find a new level of communication."

"Was it being in charge that felt good, my pet? Was it the thrill of fucking a stranger? Perhaps the feeling of someone willing to fuck you for as long as you wanted?"

Hanna was not sure how to respond that. Each of those were equally true.

Beth leaned into her, her lips brushing Hanna's ear. Wool wrapped breasts pushed against her. Her heart began to race. "Well? How did it feel?"

"He felt wonderful, ma'am," Hanna said, her breath starting to quicken. "I never expected to sleep with someone so...so tireless! That he was also quite big certainly didn't hurt."

"Big? Big how?"

"He was built like a guy who could fight bears and his dick - I don't think anyone else has ever felt bigger."

"Oh," Beth said with a hint of steel in her voice. "I thought I was the biggest in your life?"

Hanna stepped backwards, but Beth stayed close. "You are, ma'am. There is no one bigger, but his big was...different."

"Different how pet?"

Hanna bumped into the frosted glass of the office door as she stepped back again, her hands came up out of reflex. "Where your huge is soft, his was firm. Where your huge is overwhelming, his was gentle. It was...fascinating to experience such a difference."

Beth paused, lost in thought for a moment before giving a soft snort. "But you admit that I'm actually bigger."

"I would by lying if I said otherwise."

"And isn't the biggest the one in charge?" Beth continued to move closer, until her breasts were encompassing Hanna's chest in warm softness and pinning her arms to the door.

"That is what you say, ma'am." Hanna fought back a smirk, knowing how quickly her girlfriend tended to act in defense of her self-awarded title as 'biggest'.

"If that's the case, do I need to show you just how big I can get?" Beth's eyes seemed to shine with a fierce intensity. One Hanna had not seen before.

"But," Hanna paused, hearing the mixture of playful taunting and pride in her girlfriend's voice. The threat of growth seemed odd to her. Not because the idea of Beth's measurements changing was far-fetched or that the concept of Beth outgrowing her was new. Far from it.

Her bust line was always shifting for the situation. In conservative company, Beth would shrink to a size that was on the edge of being contained by a normal cup. It was still a size that Hanna had considered huge at one point, but seemed tiny in comparison with her current volume.

In private, they had spent several evenings playing with her ability to grow at will and Beth had enjoyed surprising her, slowly revealing more and more of what her augmentation allowed. As far as Hanna knew however, Beth was already at her maximum. To think that she could grow past this point, that she could swell past her hips or beyond was...exciting.

"But what?"

"Isn't this, well, your biggest?" Hanna asked coyly, drawing a circle on Beth's left breast through her sweater.

Beth blinked and then laughed from her diaphragm, setting off a quake that quivered around Hanna. "This is nothing, lovely. This is barely my halfway point."

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. As she let it out, Hanna felt the sweater shift around her, though Beth had not moved. With each breath there was inexplicably more soft flesh pressing in around her.

"How?"

"How what? This is the true form of my augmentation."

"No, not that how. I meant, how could you keep this from me?" She leaned as far forward as she could, feeling Beth's warmth surrounding her as she planted a kiss on her lips. "I want to see how big you can be, ma'am. Please? Show me?"

"I suppose I could," Beth said, putting a finger to her chin. "Only, you still haven't really answered my question. I'm not sure you deserve my biggest." Even so, her growth wasn't halting. If anything, it was accelerating. Her nipples pushed into Hanna's elbows, their volume slowly building. The bottoms of her breasts were already swelling against Hanna's hips.

"Well? What made last night so great?"

"Promise you won't laugh?"

"I'll try."

"It was...was feeling respected by him that made it so hot," Hanna said in a rush. Beth smiled and nodded for her to continue. "When we first met, ma'am, I had never felt like I was actually an equal on a date or in bed. You showed me that a worthwhile relationship was built on respect. Even in service, even when I'm being completely subservient, you always respect me... That's why I love you, Beth Rosen."

She had clenched her eyes closed at the end, as if watching herself say it would break her nerve. They had said they wanted each other before. That they enjoyed being together. This was the first time she had used those words.

The only response was the popping sound of knitting coming apart, loud in the silence. In the gaps of the fabric, her domme's warm flesh was starting to escape its confines. Where their skin touched, it felt like their hearts were beating in unison.

"Oh, Hanna...that's so touching," she said as she caressed Hanna's face.

Nervously peeking with one eye, she was surprised to see tears welling up in Beth's eyes. All the while, Beth continued to swell larger. The sound of fabric tearing became a veritable roar as the sweater gave up and fell from her shoulders.

Hanna was very nearly completely enveloped. From her neck to her knees, she was wrapped in the endless warmth of Beth's bosom. Her bust had gotten so vast, it was starting to creep between Hanna and the door. Twitches along their curves said this was not the end of her growth however. Ever so slowly, more flesh pushed against her legs and back. Mid-shin. Lower. Now her ankles! Beth's cleavage was starting to creep up her face as yet more supple flesh flowed in behind her. It was getting hard to breathe.

"Ma'am...just how big are you going to get?"

"Big enough that you realize just who the biggest lover in your life is."

"I don't think anyone could ever challenge you, ma'am." She wasn't entirely sure just how much of this was good natured play and how much of this was Beth's actual pride speaking.

"Good and take care not to forget that." There was a subtle shudder. Her growth stopped and then began to slowly reverse. "Now, until I get back to my normal size, I want you to worship these tits of mine. Let me know just how deep your desire goes."

Hanna dove into the cleavage that had swallowed her whole. She brushed her lips against every inch of flesh she could reach, kneaded every ounce she could grasp. Her girlfriend's skin was even sweeter tasting than usual and she quickly found herself using her tongue as well, eager to taste more of the woman who had quite literally swept her off her feet.

Eyes closed as if receiving a great massage, Beth cooed with each touch. She drug her fingers along the supermassive curves, adding her own stimulation to Hanna's attentions. "Oh yes, that's a very good girl," she said between moans.

Hearing this, Hanna grew even more passionate. Her body was humming between her racing pulse and her steady moaning. The brief touches steadily lingered longer as Beth's encouraging moaning grew louder. She began to suck on the soft skin, pulling as much of Beth's breast flesh into her mouth as she could while feeling sad that her lover's nipple was so far from her reach.

Beth let out a gasp. "One moment, lovely." Hanna paused, rubbing some soreness out from her jaw.. They were each panting, their knees shaking. Beth knelt first, her cleavage slipping down around her submissive. Hanna fell forward, completely supported by Beth's impossibly huge boobs.

She squirmed through the pillowy embrace, her fingers searching blindly through the expanse to Beth's stomach. Finally, she brushed something firm. As she walked her hand down towards her lover's pelvis, she also fought to reach Beth's face above her cleavage. Just as their lips met, her fingertips brushed the edge of Beth's center. Her girlfriend's eyes went wide but she nodded and tangled her fingers in Hanna's hair.

"That's it, lovely," Beth said, as pulled pulled away from the kiss. "Show me exactly how much you want me. Keep going. Do not stop until I tell you to." She pressed her lips to Hanna's and let out a slow, low moan as her hips began to rock into Hanna's hand.

It felt like hours passed before Beth finally gave her leave to stop. By then both of Hanna's wrists were cramped and her hands were slick with glit. In that time, Beth had shrank back to business size, her boobs each a half size larger than her head, leaving the pair lying against each other on the floor.

"What time is it, lovely?"

"It is nearly noon, ma'am."

"We will need to get dressed then." With that she untangled herself from Hanna and crossed the room to a chest of drawers. Pulling the top one open revealed a plethora of brassieres ranging from sporty to elegant. She selected one, a white gauzy number with peach lace, and lifted it out of the drawer.

"Hanna love, could you come here a moment?"

"Yes, ma'am. What can I do for you?"

She turned and put the cups in Hanna's hands. As she bent over, the considerable volume of her chest settled on the garment. Hanna slid her hands around, pulling the band tight before clipping the first of five fasteners. With the final one clasped, Beth stood back up, looping her arms through the shoulder straps. The freckles on her chest peered out through the gauzy fabric of the cups. Something about them held Hanna's gaze.

"Enjoying yourself, lovely?"

"Yes, ma'am. Silly as it might sound, that's the kind of lingerie I hope to wear on my wedding day."

"Oh? If that's the case, what panties would you wear?" Beth opened a second drawer, revealing row after row of lace-covered panties of all cuts and colors.

Hanna ran her hand over a row before pulling out a white thong with peach lace accents.

"Are those the pair for you?"

"They are the ones I would pick, ma'am."

"Then kneel so I can put them on."

And so it went. Stockings and a belt were slipped on. A knee-length, high-waisted skirt and a satin blouse with a shallow v-neck that showed of just the right amount of cleavage were selected.

"Well now," Beth said as she pulled the shirt on. Tucking it into her skirt served to further emphasize her already prodigious bust. "How do I look?"

"Ravishing, ma'am."

"Eh. It needs a little..." With a shake of her shoulders, Beth's boobs jumped up a size. On the verge of oversized, her flesh now pressed against the cups and straps. "Yeah. A little bit more is perfect."

Hanna went to recover her own top, but Beth stopped her.

"There is something for you in the closet as well, lovely. Why don't you try it on?"

'Something' happened to be a cream colored chemise with white lace trim. Hanging next to it was a simple, but strikingly blue blouse and a skirt that matched Beth's. "What are these, ma'am?"

"A gift, but also the visualization of my expectations for you. As my assistant, I expect you to be sharply dressed for these occasions. Now, come here and let me do something with your hair. It's a mess after our morning meeting."

-*-

Despite being told she was attending, Hanna was still surprised to be participating in the quarterly Board meeting. Not because she had not attended meetings before, but because she was so junior. Yet, no one batted an eye when she followed Mrs. Rosen in. Instead, they welcomed her. A few of the board members even told her how much they had heard about her.

Beth pulled out a high-backed chair for her. "Why don't you sit here, Hanna?"

It was phrased as a suggestion, but Hanna recognized it for the command it was hastily took a seat at the table, laptop at the ready.

"I hope you're prepared for this," Beth whispered as she sat in the next chair. "Every page you fill is another inch the next time we have a moment."

The meeting went by in a blur as Beth outlined growth potential for the company and how Revision Seven would revolutionize augmentations. It was all Hanna could do to keep up with her note taking in the moments of frenzy as board members raised questions and concerns. When she was not frantically recording, she found her mind roaming back to just a few minutes ago.

She had assumed that the size of Beth's bust at their first meeting was her upper limit, but that conclusion had slowly been shattered over the better part of a year. So why was she completely blown away by finding out there was still more to Beth? Just how wrong had she been? How much had her girlfriend been holding back? Even though she had witnessed much of the scene while out with Beth, what sort of things had she missed?

As they left the meeting, Beth turned to her assistant. "You will be coming to the launch party this evening, yes?"

"Launch party?"

"Yes, for Revision Seven. I am hosting a dinner party at the house. An opportunity for some of my colleagues and friends with a vested interest in the new release to mingle and talk about where augmentation is going. It starts at six-thirty and I'll expect you before five. Don't worry over what to wear, I already have something cute picked out for you."