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The Pinocchio Bra 2: Magic Mishap

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Steven awoke on a sunny morning after being rustled by his girlfriend Fiona who was walking around their room.
"What are you up to?"
"Oh, just taking a shower before we had out today. Try not to get bored, alright?" she said as she locked herself in the bathroom.
Steven laid down for a moment before glancing over at the bra that was hanging on the edge of their closet door. He frowned in disappointment at seeing the magical bra that he'd occasionally persuade his girlfriend into wearing, causing her chest to gradually become larger. Over time the magic properties of the bra had weakened, to the point where it barely affected Fiona at all. He sat up and stared at the bathroom door, thinking about how Fiona normally takes abnormally long showers. With how the two of them would be driving around town for the day, he got an idea. Steven quickly threw on some clothes, grabbed the bra, and drove down to the magic shop where he originally got it.
Arriving only a few minutes later, he was pleased the shop was both open and devoid of any other customers. Moving through several aisle of magical goods, he reached the mystic at the center counter. "Uh, hello again. I was hoping you could help me with something..."
The woman at the counter smiled. "Heh heh, another something involving your girlfriend, I assume?"
"Sort of..." he said, handing over the bra. "It's um...it hasn't been working nearly as well as it used to. Can you fix it?"
She softly laughed. "Oh, the antics you two entwine yourselves in is rather amusing. Alright, let me look at this closely in back. I'll need only a minute." The mystic grabbed the bra and retreated to a dark room in the back of the store. She returned several minutes later, looking rather pleased. "Ah, it was a simple fault. Easily fixed. And I enhanced it too...your girlfriend will be happy about it."
"Great, but uh, what do you mean by that?"
"Oh, you know. Her lying resulting in her chest becoming larger. But for the person gifting the Pinocchio Bra, you of course, lying will cause your tail to reappear. I believe she'll enjoy the change!"
"Right, yes, thanks for that," Steven bitterly said as he retrieved the magic bra and left the store.

Steven returned home and quietly entered, hearing Fiona end her shower as he returned upstairs. He carefully put the bra back on the closet door so as to avoid any suspicion from Fiona, then patiently sat on their bed. A minute later, Fiona opened up the bathroom door.
"Well, seems like you did get bored. I should be ready in a few minutes, are you all set to leave?" she asked.
"Yeah I won't need much longer but, um..." Steven shyly said as he nudged towards the closet door. "Any chance I could sweet talk you into wearing that for the day?"
Fiona crossed her arms. "Really? You want me to put that thing on again?"
Steven happily nodded. "I'll make it worth your while later, I promise!"
"Oh you will. I swear, if you create a situation where I'm forced to lie, I will make you grow your tail so long that won't be able to move!"
He hopped off the bed and handed the magical bra to her. "Deal. I'll just need a moment to finish getting dressed then," Steven said as he grabbed a pair of incredibly tight pants, hoping that they would be too tight for his tail to grow. As he walked into the bathroom, he heard a click as Fiona locked the bra onto her flat chest.
"Oh, by the way, did you finish the bills last night like you said you were going to do?" Fiona shouted from the bedroom.
Steven finished putting on his pants, pausing for a moment and wondering if it was worth it to lie to her already. "Yeah, everything is all taken care of!" Steven paused for a moment before rubbing behind him, realizing that a tail made no attempt to appear. He sighed in disappointment as he left the bathroom, believing that the mystic had failed to fix the problems in the bra.
Fiona turned around after he came back out. "You actually finished them? You must have done them really quickly since it didn't take long before you flopped into bed."
Steven was about to respond when his eyes glanced downwards, noticing that Fiona was no longer flat-chested like he expected. Instead, her chest had ever so slightly bumped out. "Um, it's a boring task after all, of course I'd hurry to finish quickly!" he lied again. Steven subtly lowered his gaze again to stare at Fiona's chest, witnessing it faintly wobble before expanding a little bigger.

"Well that's good to hear. Anyways, you wanna get going now? We've got a lot to get done today so we shouldn't keep dawdling around here."
"I'm all set, let's head out," Steven said as he accompanied his girlfriend downstairs. He grinned widely as he walked behind her, thoughts swirling around in his head. Visiting the mystic couldn't have proven a better venture for him, as he was excited that she had messed up repairing the spell. Not only was there no punishment for himself if he lied, but it instead impacted Fiona instead! He couldn't stop himself from feeling excited, knowing that all he had to do was craft lie after lie throughout the day in order to make the bra endlessly fill Fiona with magic.
They entered their car a moment later and Fiona began to drive the two of them towards a nearby hardware store. She loudly sighed and rubbed her forehead shortly after leaving their house.
"What's the matter?" Steven asked.
"I'm just a bit...concerned about being in public like this for most of the day," Fiona said.
"Don't be worried too much! If it'll make you feel better, I'll step into a conversation if it seems like you're gonna lie, alright?" Steven said, unable to hide a smile upon watching Fiona's bosom jiggle and expand to the size of tennis balls.
"Aren't you sweet! I'm still a bit worried but hopefully the day will go by smoothly," she responded.
Steven realized that Fiona wouldn't remain oblivious to ongoing growth for much longer. He spent a minute coming up with a way to make Fiona herself lie in order to disguise the outcome of his own dishonesty. "Hey, what was the reason you weren't around for dinner last night?"
"I'm pretty sure I did tell you before we end to bed..." Fiona said.
"Well even if you did, could you remind me what happened?"
Fiona bit her lip for a moment before answering. "I was stuck in a business meeting late, remember?"
Steven's face went cold in an instant upon the feeling of his fox tail attempting to reappear. His thoughts churned, the realization that the mystic had gotten the magic in the bra mixed up slowly settling in. After several seconds Steven realized his tail was not appearing, but instead there was a fair bit of lingering pressure making him uncomfortable. He knew it was only a matter of time before Fiona made the connection herself that Steven was responsible for Fiona's enlarging bosom. As long as he could keep his tail concealed, he thought perhaps Fiona wouldn't realize she was the cause of its growth. Steven looked over to his girlfriend, seeing her face bright pink in embarrassment as she kept glancing between to road and her enlarged chest.
"Something the matter?" Steven asked.
"You know exactly what's 'the matter' with me right now!" she yelled.
"So...you weren't in a business meeting last night?"
"Of course not, I was just...having a night out with friends, so you don't need to make anything of it," Fiona said. Steven shivered for a moment, as the truth that Fiona spoke caused the pressure from his faux tail to vanish.

They arrived at the hardware store several minutes later, Fiona's phone pinging from a text message once they stopped. She looked at her phone for a moment and rolled her eyes before putting it back in her purse.
"Who messaged you?" Steven asked.
"Oh, it was nothing important," Fiona lied as she closed the door to her car. Steven shuddered upon the faint pressure returning behind him.
Fiona stood still and blinked for a moment in confusion as she walked around to Steven's side. "What happened? You feeling alright?"
"Nah, it's just a little chilly," he responded. The bra faintly sheened as it caused Fiona's chest to expand just a bit more.
"Well anyway, I guess I should tell you now that the message was that I need to head to work early tomorrow," Fiona said as she lied once more, causing Steven to nervously smile as a little more pressure was added.
"Ha, come on it isn't that cold out!" Fiona smirked as she crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"Yeah it is, I even wish I had brought a coat!" Steven excitedly lied, not paying attention to where Fiona was holding her arms.
Fiona felt her arms push forward a moment later, the grin being wiped off her face as she looked down in shock and saw her breasts in the process of growing bigger. "What the...what did you do, Steven!?"
"Oh, uh, y-you know...stuff."
Fiona glared at him. "What do you mean, 'stuff'!? I didn't even say anything and yet my chest has grown bigger!"
"I went back to the mystic this morning, alright?" Steven admitted, spotting that Fiona's bosom had slightly regressed in size.
"I just wanted to fix the stupid bra so it would actually work on you, ya know?" he said in dismay as Fiona's chest continued to become smaller.
"And for some reason you not only had the bright idea to make it so that you lying would make this happen, but that crazy woman actually went through with it, huh?" she shouted, secretly content that Steven's truths were reverting the changes to her breasts.
Steven smirked. "Yeah, doing that was entirely my idea." Fiona immediately looked down upon the bra glowing warmly as her chest enlarged back to its previous size.
"You didn't do this on purpose!?"
Steven paused for a moment, smirking slightly. "What's that reaction for? Of course I came up with this genius idea all on my own!" he falsely boasted. Before she could retort, Fiona was distracted by her breasts wobbling for several seconds as they inflated until they were the size of small melons.

"So...let me get this straight then," Fiona said as she lightly squeezed her expanded chest in frustration. "You just wanted to the bra fixed, right? And don't answer that, I know you'll just say no! And the mystic horribly screwed up, so now you're the one in control of this," she said as she spun around, clutching her breasts.
"It would seem that way."
"Not only that, she made the magic in the bra more powerful than it's ever been before! I know it's been getting weaker over time, but I remember the day you gave this to me and even then the effect wasn't as strong as it is now."
Steven wanted to argue, but he knew what his girlfriend was saying was true. Every lie he had spoken so far today had caused Fiona's chest to grow faster and larger than it ever had in the past. The magic in the bra had previously weakened to the point where causing Fiona to lie a dozen times made her chest enlarge a similar amount as the power a single lie today held. He wasn't complaining--all it meant was that he could make Fiona's bosom grow faster and bigger than ever before.
"Actually, now that I've said it out loud..." Fiona said, tapping her lip as she started walking towards the store entrance. "I'm really happy with what you're doing to me and I'm looking forward to the rest of this day!"
Steven's knees wobbled slightly as he felt a sharp surge behind him, his tail trying harder to appear. He quickly regained his composure before Fiona had the chance to spot his brief expression of pain. Steven lamented to himself that the powerful magic also worked against him, as the increased pressure in his pants was starting to bother him.
Fiona turned around after waiting several seconds for the familiar sound of Steven's pants tearing open. "Oh that mystic is going to get an earful from me when we're done running errands today."
"I know you're annoyed at her, but why are you even more upset all of a sudden?"
"Because I just lied to you!" Fiona said, her truth unknowingly lessening the faux tail's pressure. "If you're causing my breasts to grow, then I should be causing your tail to grow! But nothing happened!"
"Well, it doesn't look like I have a tail," Steven said, wisely wording his response to not lie. As tempting as it was to further propel Fiona's growth, he opted to avoid giving away the fact that Fiona truly was in control of the size and subsequent pressure of his tail.
"I can't believe it. Can you please try not to go wild with lying today, at the very least? Don't forget that we're actually in public still."
"Well...I suppose I'll try not to frustrate you too much today."
Fiona lightly grunted in annoyance from her chest faintly growing a little bigger. "You better try a little more than that, because I will find a way to make your life a nightmare by the end of the day if you make this spiral out of control."
Steven contemplated her words, unsure if they were an empty threat. He had fully intended on lying ceaselessly to both make his girlfriend incredibly embarrassed, and to personally enjoy the sights that went with it. Yet, as the pair walked into the store ahead of them, he was becoming hesitant to continue with his original idea.

They were overwhelmed by the store upon entering, the scent of fresh wood and sounds of whirling appliances filling the air. The two looked around in confusion briefly before finding a map of the store near the entrance.
"So where should we start?" Fiona asked.
"The bathroom section seems closest so I guess we can head there first."
The pair spent a minute wandering over to their selected section, picking one of the long aisles to start in at the large corner of the store.
"Oh, good! They have a large variety of sinks. We need to get rid of our old, leaking one as soon as we can," Fiona said as her eyes happily scanned the rows of boxed sinks.
"Which I'm all for, especially since our current one is hideous."
"Come on, it's not that bad. I mean sure blue isn't a good color for a sink but it still fit in with the rest of the bathroom!"
"Which needs to be repainted..."
"Yeah, yeah, we can worry about that later. What about this one? I think it would look great in our house."
Steven looked up at the sink Fiona was pointing it, which was dark pink with flower patterns etched along the basin. "Uh...sure, good choice. This one looks fine."
Fiona sighed a second later, trying to withhold her frustration after her breasts grew ever larger. "Look, you could have just said you hated it instead of lying to me. If you don't like it, then what were you hoping we'd get?"
"Well I was hoping for a plain white one, you know? Nothing too special."
"Really? We could furnish it with something interesting, yet you'd rather stick with something plain and boring?"
"It's more about being practical for guests, you know? I'd rater not have a gaudy colored sink."
"I'm surprised you care so much about guests when I'm sure you'd do something like force me to wear this stupid bra when we have company over."
"Eh? Oh come on, I wouldn't make you wear it when we have more personal guests visiting!"
"I appreci--" Fiona started to say, cutoff from the feeling of her chest growing noticeably bigger. "Really? Really!? When we get back home I will make you regret every lie you've said!"
Steven merely smiled contently, yet his smile vanished upon feeling a stronger surge of pressure get added behind him. He was slightly happy that Fiona was only able to retort with baseless threats, yet couldn't understand why she had said it. The bra knew she was lying, but Steven couldn't figure out why Fiona would specifically lie about it. He held on to the slightest hope that Fiona actually enjoyed what was happening to her, at least within reason.
The couple continued to bicker about the state of their bathroom, the argument eventually attracting the attention of an assistant in the store. "Hello there, any chance I could help te two of you today?"
"Oh no, we're fine, thanks," Fiona quickly said, trying to divert attention from herself.
Steven quickly seized up, his faux tail trying even harder to break free. Even though Fiona was unknowingly harming him, Steven wanted to drag out more opportunities to expand her bosom out of revenge. "Actually, I think we could use some help right now!"
"Great! What sort of changes are you looking for in our house right now?" the assistant said, Fiona looking on with worry.
"Let's see...we could use a couple new doors in our house, as well as new handles for our cabinet doors."
Fiona looked down in horror as her breasts inflated until they had surpassed the size of large melons. She grabbed Steven's arm and started whispering to him. "Why couldn't we have just left? I don't need you getting more ways to lie to someone!"
"Sweetie, we still needed to plan a couple things while we're here, remember? Besides, I've been pacing myself with my lies, don't you think?"
Fiona quietly groaned, helpless to fix her situation as the group slowly walked over to a section of the store containing a wide array of doors.
"Alright then, where in your house are these doors going to be going?"
"Just the bathroom and bedrooms," Fiona quickly chimed in, trying to avoid giving her boyfriend a chance to respond.
"Are the two of you interested in plain doors or something a bit more elegant?"
There was a brief pause before Steven answered. "I don't think we discussed it...could we see samples of both and decide based on that?"
The assistant nodded and started walking them towards a specific collection of doors. "Out of curiosity, what sort of budget are you two running on?"
"Oh it's pretty high, we should be able to afford anything you show us," Steven said as he glanced at Fiona, who hopped behind him to conceal her enlarging chest.
"Well let's start with the standard, plain doors. We've got white and brown varieties, though none of really stand out from one another since most are basically pattern-less. They're as simple and cheap as they come."
"Maybe you were right, a plain door wouldn't fit our house that well," Steven said.
"I told you so!"
"Right then, let me show you the more expensive doors we have in stock," the assistant said as he stepped to the side. "We have multiple ornate doors, and heavier metal doors as well if those are of interest. For what you're looking for, I imagine ones without windows would be preferred."
"These are definitely a lot more appealing."
"They are, but I'm unsure if they would really look good in our room," Fiona said, leaning in to whisper to Steven. "We don't have the money for these, you know that."
"Are there any problems with these?"
"Nope! Just contemplating our options," Steven said. Fiona felt the bra sheen warmly and in an instant she squeezed Steven's arm while her chest grew a little bigger.
"We need to go," Fiona angrily whispered.
"Do the two of you still need to talk over which one you'll go with, or wil--"
"We're gonna make up our minds later, thank you for your help," Steven said as Fiona started pulling his arm.

The two made their way out of the store, Fiona hastily dragging Steven behind her and nearly throwing him in their car. Fiona started driving away without saying a word, making little more than frustrated exhales. Steven leaned forward after a minute, admiring the size of Fiona's bust. "You're looking really gorgeous."
Fiona turned her body slightly, her bosom bouncing slightly. "They're huge right now!"
"Do you want me to make them bigger?"
"No! I'd be happier if you'd just make them smaller!"
Steven leaned back in his seat, content with the growth he had been causing on his girlfriend. After getting comfortable, he felt sharp pulling behind him that caused him to bolt back upright. Steven looked around nervously as he felt his tail, despite no physical form, grow a foot longer, before reverting back into severely increased pressure in his pants.
"What's wrong?"
"What do you mean?" Steven said as he tried to keep his composure.
"You just sort of quickly sat up and started nervously staring out the window. What could you have seen?"
"Just thought I uh...recognized someone in a car we passed, nothing special."
Fiona continued driving, her breasts expanding forward slightly until they were resting on the steering wheel. "I'm not sure what I'm expecting when I ask you something."
"The truth?"
"Yeah. That's it. Now, could you remind me what else we wanted to go today?"
"That depends, can I lie about it?"
Fiona leaned back slightly, expecting the worst from her boyfriend. "If you make my chest any bigger, it's going to be stuck blaring the horn. Do you really want to listen to that?"
"Well, I could just pull your seat back. Plenty of room for me to come up with great answers to your questions."
"Uh...you can't, remember?" Fiona said, hesitating briefly. "That's been broken for awhile. We kept putting off fixing it."
Once more, a spike of pain resonated behind Steven. His legs twitched for several seconds while the pressure intensified, reaching a point where merely sitting down and resting back in the seat was hurting him. He was further concerned with just how much longer his pants could contain the extending tail, as he was fearful of the retribution Fiona would unleash on him if she discovered it. Steven sat motionless, hoping that Fiona herself could avoid anymore absentminded lies for the remainder of the day. "We needed to go to the nearest department store. You wanted to buy a birthday present for Jen, and I was thinking about buying new clothes for myself."
"Oh! That's right, I can't believe I was going to forget to do that! I'm glad you were actually honest for a change, since the seat isn't broken."
Steven looked away from Fiona and made a faint sigh as a portion of the previously added pressure began to subside. The change in pain overall felt minimal, yet Steven felt slight relief in Fiona unknowingly pushing herself one lie further from causing his tail to burst out. "I kind of need to head there too so it wouldn't benefit me to make your chest grow larger. Not yet, anyway."
"I see how it is. You're just waiting for a better time to embarrass me, aren't you?"
"Are you sure you wanna tempt fate with that kind of question?"
Fiona sighed. "You even told me I look gorgeous!"
"But I want you to look even more gorgeous!" Steven grinned.

Fiona quietly drove for several more minutes, trying to avoid giving Steven any questions he could use to expedite the bra's growth, before the pair arrived at the massive department store. As they started to walk inside, Fiona grabbed Steven's shoulder and lowered him to whisper at him. "Look, I know you're probably really eager to keep making my breasts grow, but do you think you could try avoiding that while we're here?"
"Aw, why not? You'd still look normal!"
"No, right now is the edge of 'normal'. Any more lies from you and everyone is going to be gawking at the woman with an outrageously massive chest. Please, please restrain yourself, okay? We're headed home after this, you can do whatever you want once we're done shopping here."
Steven remained silent for several seconds, causing a worried look to sweep over Fiona's face. "Fine, I get it. But no more than once or twice. More than that and I'm seriously going to consider how to punish you in return once this is all over."
"That's what I like to hear!" Steven happily said as they entered the store. "Do you know what you want to gift to Jen?"
"Not exactly? I wanted to go with some form of jewelry, I just don't know what yet."
"Alright, let's get that done first, then we can hop over to the clothing section so I can finally get myself new clothes."
Fiona took a few steps forward before pausing and turning to Steven. "They're on opposite ends of the store, and I kinda want to minimize the time spent here, so...let's split up. You get your shopping done, I'll do mine, then we can meet up again and finally leave."
"Wait, what if it takes a long time to find you again?"
"Oh sure, that'll you awhile--finding the woman with the biggest chest. Very hard."
"But if I'm not with you, I won't get to see--"
"That's the point," Fiona said as she glared at Steven.
"Okay, I'm going, I'm going..."
Fiona and Steven parted ways, with Steven slowly slinking over to the apparel department. He was unenthusiastic with having to go on alone, yet he was determined to use up the leeway of lies that Fiona had given him, if only to further fluster Fiona despite being unable to see her. Once he reached the clothing section, he sought out the long aisles of pants. After a minute of idly walking up and down them, he stared at the row with a blank look, realizing he had completely forgotten what size he was and what type of pants he ideally wanted.
"Looking for anything in particular?"
Steven whipped around to find an employee trying to help him. "Oh uh, that'd be great. Problem is I don't remember my size so I don't know where to start."
"Ah, one moment. I can measure you right now," the employee said, taking a moment to wrap measuring tape around Steven. He twitched his hands reflexively upon the tape tapping against his rear, forcefully being reminded of the built up pain sitting there. "Right then, if you'll follow me I can show you everything we have matching your size." Steven followed, trying to ease the pain out his mind. "Now then, what specifically were you looking for?"
"I'm--" he started to answer, his head shuddering upon feeling rapid spurts of pulling behind him, his tail desperately trying to take form.
"Excuse me, is everything okay?"
"Y-yeah, just got distracted for a moment. Sorry I didn't hear you, what did you ask?"
"We've got many varieties of pants here, were you looking for something specific?"
Steven blinked, his mind still reeling from the additional surge of pain he was subjected to. His only thought was that he needed to ignore his girlfriend's warning and keep lying, if only to fluster and distract Fiona from lying herself. "Yeah, yeah I know exactly what I want. Could we start with, ah, casual wear for around the house?"
"A good choice. Those are on the bottom shelf--mostly dark pants that fit well and are comfortable to wear."
Steven leaned over to grab one of the pairs at random, falling to his knees the instant Fiona's next lie took hold. The pulling feeling behind him became unbearably intense, making it difficult for Steven to stand up straight again. Paranoia started to sink in that, at the rate his luck was going, he'd be sprouting his tail in this store before having the chance to stop Fiona from talking.
"These look perfect," Steven struggled to say as he stood back up, honestly detesting the pants he had grabbed.
"Anything else you're interested in?"
"Yep, I'm definitely need a couple more," he said, hoping that each successive lie would push Fiona to flee from whoever she was talking to. "I also really need a couple pairs of work pants, if any are available."
"There certainly are!" the employee said, moving a few feet to the side. "Less variety here...but what neutral colors are available can match with just about anything."
"Uh...do you have anything beige?" Steven said, stalling to think of a way to escape the store.
"Sure, let me grab a couple," the employee said, turning around to reach up to the higher racks. While he was doing so, Steven grit his teeth as he felt an enormous spike of pressure surge behind him. He hopped up and down in pain, trying to stop himself from thinking about the pain. After a few seconds he felt the slightest relief from the torturous buildup of pressure, but he fell into a cold sweat when he realized it wasn't because Fiona had told the slightest truth. Instead, his tail had finally taken a physical form, yet was no longer than several inches. He became fully panicked, knowing he was just a few poor words from Fiona away from the reveal of his tail.
"Do these appeal to you?" the employee said, holding a group of beige pants.
"Y-yes, they're exactly what I was looking for," Steven said.
"Great! Anything else I can help you with?"
Steven remembered in that instant that he had originally wanted more pairs of tight fitting pants identical to the ones we was currently wearing, at the time hoping he could repeat the bra's reversed curse with Fiona. "No, no, that's enough for me. Ready to purchase them."
"So soon? Don't you want to try them on to ensure they're the right match for you?"
Steven was horrified at the idea of even loosening his pants and causing his tail to immediately assume full size. "I don't need to try them on, I'm sure they're be the right fit."
"No problem then, I can ring you up right over here."
Steven trotted over to the nearby counter, now finding it difficult to even walk properly. His hands were shaky as he, with great trouble, attempted to pay for the pants he cared little for. As he stood waiting for the transaction to complete, he felt the tail pull outwards from another of Fiona's lies. After several seconds of additional pressure buildup, Steven felt a little more relief--from pain but not mind--as his fox tail grew until it was a foot long. The bulge in his pants did not go unnoticed by the customers behind him, and as soon as Steven finished buying his new pants he quickly scurried away before anybody could bring up questions about him. He looked behind him once he was mostly alone and leaning against a wall, stressed out about how long his tail had already grown. The bulge was going to be noticed by Fiona if he allowed her to see it, and at all costs he knew he had to prevent that from happening once he met back up with her.

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After Fiona separated from Steven, she sought out the jewelry department in an open area of the store a fair distance away from her. She nervously glanced at the bust size of every woman she walked past, hoping that she wouldn't yet be seen as an oddity worth staring at. Fiona was happy to be briefly separated from Steven, as it finally gave her an opportunity to test an idea she had. She was unsure how the bra functioned, but she believed the bra still had to hear a lie in order to trigger its magic. With Steven well out of earshot, she thought that surely he would be unable to embarrass her. Fiona reached the jewelry section while grinning from her idea and slowly scanned some of the many cases of jewelry, trying to think of what would make a good gift for her friend.
"Anything here catching your eye?" the clerk behind the counter asked.
"I'm not sure...I'm trying to find something that would work as a gift for a friend," Fiona said.
"Do you have anything in mind that we could search for? We can narrow it down from there."
Fiona had a couple of ideas on where to start, but was concerned she would be quickly strong armed into a decision she would end up unsatisfied with if she shared them with the clerk. "I don't have an idea," she lied, "could you show me what you'd recommend?"
"Certainly. Let's start off with a selection of necklaces in these cases here. We have a collection of gold and silver chain necklaces, but most of the variety comes from the end of the pendants. All sorts of different gemstones on those. Anything you think your friend would like?"
"They're all fairly similar, hmm...can I try one on?" Fiona asked, being handed one of the gold necklaces. She locked it around her neck, the sapphire pendant resting calmly on her chest. As she admired the blue crystal, her breasts briefly jiggled as they began to expand further outwards. "That didn't you you long," Fiona thought to herself.
"How does it feel? Perhaps a good fit for your friend?"
"Feels good, and it is quite gorgeous, but I'd...I'd..." Fiona stammered, feeling her growth suddenly accelerate. The straps on the bra were audibly stretching, struggling to keep up with the pace her chest was expanding. "O-o-on second thought, I'm not so sure about these necklaces. I don't think she'd like them. Anything else you have?" Fiona lied, hastily taking off her necklace in an effort to divert the clerk's attention away from her growing bosom.
"Not a problem. We can move on to our cabinet of earrings here instead."
"I hadn't thought of that, my friend doesn't have many sets of them..." Fiona mused as her chest finally stopped its expansion.
"Ah, then perhaps you will find something here that she might be interested in! Any ideas yourself, or would you rather stick with some recommendations?"
"Let's stick with the latter...what do you think looks good?" Fiona asked.
"Depends on whether or not your friend would rather stick out in a crowd. There's smaller, more subtle earrings, while we also have larger ones that dangle are are significantly more noticeable."
Fiona looked among them for a moment before opting to try on the smaller earrings first. Turning to the side to look into a mirror as she put them on, Fiona's breasts resumed their almost ceaseless expansion. Fiona cursed her boyfriend for being so quick to lie, was frustrated that her distance from Steven didn't affect the bra's curse, and began to feel concerned about being so close to someone that would surely notice the drastic ongoing growth.
"What you're wearing are among our cheapest models," the clerk said. "In case you were on a budget. But if not, I can show you some more expensive versions to sample and see what you think of them."
"I think I can spare the expense," Fiona said.
"Great! Let's try out the larger, dangling earrings on you and see what you think about them."
Fiona began putting on the next set of earrings until she felt a warm sheen from the bra, propelling the growth of her breasts. The weight being added to her second by second was becoming hard to bear, her back starting to hurt as standing up straight with such a massive chest was becoming incredibly difficult. Despite the pain, the speed her bosom was growing was not slowing down. Whenever she was able to finally leave her conversation, she intended to chew out Steven for his reckless lying.
"So what do you think of them? They look quite exquisite on you."
"They do...though I'm not personally a fan of this style. As for my friend, I have no idea. If she is then I might strongly consider this pair."
"Are there any other earrings you'd like to try on, or do you think you've sampled enough to have an idea of what you may want?"
"Oh I think I've seen enough earrings, but--"
"Good to hear! Before you completely settle your mind, let's at least look at our massive collection of rings, as maybe you'll find something there even more appealing than earrings."
The clerk turned the corner to walk towards the cases of rings, leaving Fiona briefly alone. Her sigh of relief was brief, as another of Steven's consecutive lies amplified her expansion even further. Her breasts surged in size, becoming longer and wider every second. The additional weight the growth was causing finally got to Fiona, as she needed to hold an arm under her massive chest to assist in supporting its weight. She waited several seconds longer, for what felt like minutes, until she felt her chest growth had begun slowing down. She whipped around in order to join the clerk to look at more jewelry but her breasts, which had surpassed the size of overgrown watermelons, flung her forward from their incredible weight. The movement caused Fiona to completely lose her balance and fall forward onto the ground, Fiona looking around in embarrassment hoping nobody had seen her. She struggled greatly to pull herself back up, needing to lift both her body and the weight of her chest, before finally turning the corner slowly to reach the clerk again.
"Ah, I was worried you had disappeared on me!" the clerk said, the change in size of Fiona's bust now catching her attention.
"Sorry, was just briefly answering a text from my boyfriend, nothing to worry about!" Fiona lied, trying to evade any suspicion.
"No problem. I assume you're unsure what kind of ring your friend would be interested in?" the clerk asked, Fiona slowly nodding a moment later. "I've selected a couple of popular types for you to closely examine, or try on if you wish, though that's likely pointless unless you and your friend share the same finger size."
"And I don't think we do..." Fiona said, resting her heavy chest on top of the glass cases as she tried peering into them. Fiona was irritated that the size of her breasts was making it challenging to look over into the cases, a problem being made worse by their expansion beginning again from another of Steven's lies. The increase in the size of her chest was made obvious by the sound of skin sliding against glass as her breasts slowly pushed forward.
"Well we should get these out of the way first--diamond rings. These are lower quality and are thus cheaper than high tier diamonds more suited for special events, but they are still visually appealing for anyone enthralled by diamonds!"
"Yeah, that's uh...still quite a bit out of reach of my budget. Can we skip over those?"
"Mmhmm. On the other end of the spectrum we have low tier bronze and silver rings. Cheap, but still a lovely luxury item, though they are of definite lower quality than many of our other available options."
Fiona struggled further to stare into the glass case at the rings the clerk was pointing at, her chest still slowly expanding ever forward. Leaning over to view the rings ahead of her was about to become impossible as another lie from Steven caused her breasts to wobble as they began to grow even faster. Fiona was becoming panicked as her chest audibly slid along the glass, the clerk shifting her eyes between the rings and the bizarre spectacle. The bra's straps were being stretched faster than they could magically extend, loudly straining from the spontaneous growth.
"They're nice rings but they are indeed of dubious quality," Fiona said as her heart raced, desperate to distract the woman from her giant bosom. "What about something more middle of the line?"
"Well, uh...let's see, we do have gold rings, but also ones of...other gemstones," the clerk said, distracted every few seconds by Fiona's continual expansion.
"Anything with amethysts?" Fiona asked, trying to stall for an excuse to escape the conversation.
"Sure, sure. Fairly, um, uncommon gem type but we do have a small selection of them."
"Can I look at once up close?" Fiona asked, knowing she had no way of seeing the rings in the case due to her still growing chest.
The clerk reached behind the case and handed Fiona a small gold ring with an amethyst socketed into it. Fiona figured she finally had an excuse to break off the conversation and seek out Steven, but before being able to utter a word she felt her breasts surge forward, the power of the expansion greater than she had ever experienced in the past. Her chest sloshed with weight as it grew so large that Fiona's breasts were hanging off the other end of the glass case she was resting them on. The clerk couldn't help but have her eyes completely drawn to what was happening to Fiona, as the straps on the bra loudly stretched forward. The straps, now completely unable to keep up with all the lies Steven had stacked, started to cause the expansion to occur in brief surges instead of gradually growing outwards. Every few seconds Fiona's breasts stopped growing, giving the straps time to extend and give slack, before her chest rapidly jiggled and shot forward with a massive growth burst. After the first surge, Fiona fumbled with the ring she was holding from total embarrassment before dropping it onto the glass case and nudging it over to clerk.
"Great, I-I, w-well, will be back in the future to purchase one of these," Fiona lied, having no intention of showing her face to the store ever again. She lifted her breasts up with one arm and slowly turned around to avoid being thrown off balance, only to end up stumbling forward as she endured another expansive surge. Her breasts were immensely long and wide, the weight of them causing Fiona to noticeably lean forward in pain. This was the largest and heaviest her chest had been in months, and she had never needed to walk around with breasts this massive. The only thought on her mind as she left the jewelry department was to seek out Steven and leave the store immediately.

Fiona was receiving odd stares as she walked alone through the store, with some people trying to reach for their phones to grab a picture of the woman with enormous breasts. More attention was brought upon her every few seconds when her chest had a brief but rapid expansion, only becoming larger and heavier. After multiple surges had occurred, the effects of Steven's lies finally started to wear off as the surges stopped entirely, returning to a gradual, slowing growth. She found Steven, who was leaning against the wall with his compressed tail as unnoticeable as he could make it, after several embarrassing minutes of roaming the store.
"We're leaving," Fiona ordered, gripping Steven's arm severely tight as she quickly lead the way out of the store. Steven quietly followed behind, not wanting to further invoke ire in his girlfriend.
"So, uh, did you find what you wanted?" Steven asked once they reached the car.
Fiona remained silent, opening the driver's side door of the car. She stared inside for a moment before realizing that her massive breasts would make it impossible to fit inside that side of the car and allow her to adequately drive. "Since you're so happy to lie all day, you get to drive us back home. And only home. We are not going anywhere else," Fiona barked, slowly fitting herself into the car before squeezing her large but soft chest through the car door.
Steven shrugged before hopping behind the wheel and slowly driving away. After a few minutes of relative silence, broken only by Fiona's irate exhaling, Steven asked another question. "You're uh, are you doing okay?"
"Gee Steven, I was barely able to fit my breasts in the car. How do you think I'm feeling?"
"Well I think you look fantastic..."
"Don't even start with that. I said no more than twice. I even pleaded for you not to! So just how many times did you happily lie to whoever you were talking to!?"
"I mean I know it looks bad," Steven started, causing Fiona to angrily glare at him. "But after I lied twice like you let me, I tried as hard as I could to be honest while I finished my shopping."
Fiona didn't believe him for a second, nor did the bra, causing her breasts to resume their rapid growth. Steven's attention kept getting drawn to Fiona's expanding bosom, which had grown to be even larger than over-inflated beach balls. So large they became that her chest was faintly pushing against the front windshield, despite Fiona leaning as far back as she could to give as much space for her breasts to grow as she could.
"You didn't try at all! I knew you wouldn't! I, just, ugh! You doing this while we're at home is one thing, but we're in public! Do you have any idea how many people were staring at me in that store?"
"Umm..."
"A ton! A freaking ton! Because it's an incredible sight to a lot of people to see a woman sporting breasts half the size of her body!"
"Well I don't blame those people, you look amazing with them!"
Fiona clenched her fists and made incomprehensible grunts of anger and frustration. She began plotting a way to get back at him--no matter how long in the future it would take to come to fruition. Her thoughts were interrupted by a phone call being received by their car.
Steven answered the call through the car's touch screen. "Uh, hello?"
"Oh hey, Steven! Where's Fiona? I need to talk to her," their friend Jen said.
"Sitting right here."
"Ah, you two are together right now! What have you guys been doing all day?"
"General errands and some grocery shopping," Steven quickly answered, trying to prevent Fiona from getting a chance to respond with a lie of her own. Fiona looked at Steven with an expression of disgust as her chest enlarged even more, further mashing itself against the windshield. Fiona leaned her seat back as far as she possibly could, yet she couldn't prevent her breasts from getting squashed in the compact car.
"That just sounds so boring! How could you not do anything interesting all day?"
"Oh it's going to get interesting when we get home!" Fiona said with a devious tone.
"Well I'll let the two of you keep that to yourself. But you have no other interesting shopping worth talking about?"
"Actually, Fiona went off and bought herself something real nice," Steven said, grinning widely.
"Aaaaugh!" Fiona yelped as the bra forced her breasts to grow bigger and faster than before. Having run out of room forward to grow, her malleable chest squashed itself as it expanded to the side, filling up more and more space in their car.
"What's wrong? Did you hurt yourself?"
"Yeah, she sprained her leg earlier today. I'll make sure she calls you later, alright?"
"Alright then, goodbye guys!"
Fiona grunted louder in pain as the small car further compressed her breasts which were furiously in the process of growing larger from another rapid set of lies. Her chest further pushed to the side while Fiona wiggled in pain, wishing she were able to force her boyfriend to shut up. She was fortunate she didn't need to endure the agony of staggered spurts of expansion again, as her breasts were unable to outright lengthen directly while in the car, negating the necessity for the straps of the bra to lengthen. Once her chest growth was slowing down, she looked over at Steven and punched him in the shoulder.
"What did you do that for!?"
"Because whenever you lie in quick succession, my breasts grow so quickly that it actually hurts! And you won't stop doing it!"
"Well I'm sorry but--"
"No, you just sit there and drive us home. Don't even think about saying anything that'll put me in more pain."

Not wanting to tempt fate, Steven did as he was told and drove back in silence. Fiona was left in an uncomfortable position, moaning weakly to herself as she did anything to distance her mind from the pain. After what felt like an endless amount of time, the pair finally arrived back home. Steven was able to easily exit the car, but Fiona had incredible difficulty doing so. She had to kick open her door and move her body to the side while shoving her breasts out of the car, a feat made challenging with how large and compressed they were, as well as their weight.
After a minute of struggle she barely managed to push them out of the car, at which point her compressed chest lurched forward to assume its full and proper size, and the force of her breasts exploding forward threw her out of the car and stumbling onto her feet.
"You look stunning right now," Steven said, catching a glimpse of the current full size of Fiona's bust as he took the long away around the car, taking care to conceal the bulge in his pants.
"I thought I told you to not start with that. I'm sure you think you had a lot of fun today, embarrassing me and making me look completely ridiculous."
"Again, I think you look great! I doubt anybody else would call you 'ridiculous'."
Fiona angrily glared at him again. "I want the truth, now. I want you to return me to normal so I can take this stupid bra off."
"Okay okay, just one second, alright? I have a question for you--you still love me, right?"
"After the hell you've put me through today, and despite how frustrating you are? Yeah. Yeah, I still do. But you know that I'm going to have revenge someday."
Steven smiled, nothing happening to his tail after several seconds. Knowing Fiona still loved him filled him with confidence for what he was about to do. "Uh...yeah. Should be great fun."
"Yeah. Now tell the truth already. You've told a ton of lies, so I doubt that's going to be challenging."
"Um...where do I start?"
"Anywhere! I don't care, just make my chest flat again!"
"Okay, let's see...back at the store I hastily told the person assisting me that I knew what I wanted when, quite frankly, I had forgotten."
Fiona felt her bosom faintly regress in size, sighing in relief. "Good, that's a start. Keep going."
"And I told him that I specifically wanted bright green pants."
Fiona looked back down, confused that her breasts were instead growing back to their previous size instead of shrinking further. "Steven...? That was a lie."
"It was? Well that's weird, cause I definitely remember telling him that."
Fiona's chest began to grow faster, and she widened her stance and supported her massive breasts with both arms to aid herself in not falling over. "Steven! W-what are you doing?"
"Sorry. Um...so I got the pants I wanted, but they were too big for me!"
"Steven! Tell the truth!" Fiona shouted as her chest expanded outwards at an even quicker pace. Her knees were wobbling from trying to support the additional weight.
"And I had to explain to the guy helping me that he made an error in measuring me, because the pants I tried out shouldn't have been so large!"
The sound of the straps on the bra straining from stretching echoed through their garage as Steven continued his rapid fire lies, with Fiona's breasts inflating to an incredible size before the growth momentarily halted. Fiona braced herself in fear with what was about to happen to her.
"So he remeasured me and realized that he had just taken the wrong measurement the whole time, and finally recommended me the right fitting pants."
The bra had no immediate reaction, and instead there was a tense silence lingering for a couple seconds before a sharp snap echoed out, the straps suddenly lengthening. In an instant, Fiona's breasts surged outwards with incredible force and size, the sheer weight becoming almost impossible for Fiona to hold. After the brief surge the extended straps had already reached their limit, with Fiona looking onward with no idea how she could continue to support herself when her chest surged again in a few seconds. If Steven kept stacking up lies, she worried that there wouldn't be enough room in their garage to fit her anymore.
Steven was merely expecting the speed of Fiona's growth to increase with each lie, but the massive surge that he witnessed filled him with incredible excitement. He uncontrollably started wagging his short tail in glee and, with Fiona speechless, he decided to further embellish his story. "So anyway, the changing rooms at the time were full, so I wasn't really sure what to do to try on those pants."
Another couple seconds passed before the next snap, with Fiona's breasts suffering an even more severe expansion. The surge was so strong, and the weight so intense, that Fiona's arms finally gave up. Her breasts dropped to the floor, and Fiona yelped as their weight dragged her onto her knees, completely helpless and at the mercy of her boyfriend.
Steven's excitement swelled upon seeing the even greater growth surge completely weigh down his girlfriend, pressure behind him lessening as his tail shot out a foot further. At this point he hardly cared if his tail burst out of his pants--what could Fiona possibly do? Would she even notice? Steven ogled for a moment, incredibly happy at the sight of Fiona's breasts having become larger than they ever have in the past. Fiona would have normally stopped and regressed the changes on her own by this point, but she wasn't in control. Steven was addicted to seeing Fiona like this, and after how far she had gone, he knew he couldn't stop now. "Rather than wait for a stall to open, I instead ducked into a dense rack of clothing and tried the pants on there!"
Fiona waved her hands in horror just before the surge kicked in. Her breasts were expanding almost a foot forward at a time now, and it would only get worse the longer Steven prattled on.
"Well, finally, those pants actually fit. Then I remembered I hated the color so I went back to seek a different pair."
"Steven! Please!" Fiona shouted, moaning after another growth surge. With each segment of expansion, the sound of her breasts rubbing against the floor of the garage grew louder and louder. Her chest was covering over half the length of their garage at this point, rapidly reaching the other end at the rate Steven was going.
"And when I returned, I found out that they were all out of pants of actually appealing colors!"
"Augh!" Fiona yelped during the next magically infused surge. Her breasts had grown over two feet longer and considerably wider, the impact of each successive lie becoming more potent.
"So I made sure to vent my frustration out at the person helping me!"
The only thing Fiona could see ahead of her was a mass of flesh as her chest surged forward farther and faster, become further taller as her breasts rushed towards the other end of the garage.
"Finally, after all that was done, I got bored and decided to seek you out."
Fiona's breathing was rapid as surge after surge of growth continued over the next minute. Steven waited near the wall her chest was approaching, watching with glee as Fiona's breasts grew closer and closer to it. He felt the pressure behind him further lower as his tail grew another foot, straining the fabric of his pants, but to him it didn't matter. Fiona's breast expansion started slowing down as it approached the wall, regressing to a gradual size increase over time. After another minute her breasts lightly pressed against the opposing wall, the bulk of flesh lightly shoving Steven out of the way, before her expansion had completely ceased. Fiona was panting from fatigue, her mind not realizing that the growth had finally stopped. Steven walked over to Fiona's body and pushed down on her soft breasts to reveal her face. She looked up at him in confusion, with Steven leaning over to kiss her.

"Are you actually satisfied now?" Fiona asked with a defeated tone.
"I am now."
Fiona's breasts wobbled faintly as their size began to diminish, though she could barely tell the difference once the change had stopped. "I'm going to need a lot more out of you than just that."
"Well nothing in that story was true. Sorta just made that all up on the spot."
"Why would you do that? I asked you not to!" Fiona said as her chest hastened its reversions.
"Once I started I couldn't really stop, you know? Your breasts were so big at that point that I just had to see how large I could make them," Steven said as he leaned in to whisper to his girlfriend, Fiona's breasts loudly sloshing as they shrank faster and faster. "You can deny it all you want, but you look really, really gorgeous like this."
Fiona blushed and looked to the side, unable to hide a smile. "Oh come on, you don't really think I look that great."
"Oh, but I do! I mean don't get me wrong, I think you're beautiful as is without a massive, uh, you know. But the longer you wear that bra the harder it is to contain my excitement."
The furious deflation of Fiona's breasts slowed down considerably once they had become smaller than watermelons again, allowing her to finally stand back up. "Despite everything today, you're still going to want me to wear this stupid thing again in the future, aren't you?"
"Uh...what about tomorrow?"
"Yeah, no. I'm gonna need time to rest before even considering wearing this again."
"Okay, I promise not to drag you into public the next time you wear it. What about then?"
Fiona's chest continued to shrink. "And just how large would you make me if I did go through with that?"
"Oh, I dunno...as big as our house, maybe? You even have an incentive to do so! If the magic in that thing weakens again, I'm gonna have to get it fixed by that mystic. Who knows what'll happen to you if that happens!"
"You're so frustrating. Fine, but it better be kept between just the two of us," Fiona said, her breast reduction halting when they was no more than slightly large bumps.
"See? Come on, admit it, you kinda liked having a massive chest!"
"I really didn't! I rather prefer being completely flat like I normally am!"
A sharp pain shot throughout Steven's body as intense pressure built up behind him, becoming stronger and stronger every second. He fell onto his knees, revealing the long bulge protruding behind him to his girlfriend. Fiona blinked in confusion for a moment before Steven's tail finally shredded through his pants, the unleashed pressure rushing to extend his tail towards the wall of their garage. Fiona had stacked so many lies throughout the day that even after reaching the opposing wall, the end of his tail bent as it continued its rapid growth for a several more seconds.
"You told me that me lying wasn't impacting you!"
"Well, that was kind of a lie, wasn't it?" Steven said, still kneeling on the ground in slight pain. What little was left of Fiona's bosom completely regressed, leaving her back with a flat chest. The lock on the back of the bra made a faint click, indicating to her that she could finally take it off. But with the tables turned, Fiona wasn't ready to pass up such a free opportunity for revenge.
"See, earlier today I had the slightest suspicion that my own lies were impacting you too," Fiona said, Steven groaning from his tail suddenly becoming longer. "But I tried being nice! I tried to avoid lying because I had hopes you'd do the same to me! I honestly thought you'd return in kind. I think it's rude of you to have never asked how my shopping trip went, too."
Steven continued kneeling on the ground, suffering from Fiona's nonstop lying as he tried to form words to beg her to stop.
"I bought tons of jewelry while I was there! All for myself! I bought things in all my favorite colors--a red ring, yellow necklace, green earrings, I just had to have it all! And when I was done I ignored finding you and tried on some new shirts! I mean, you found me first, remember? I was just minding my own business shopping and you interrupted me!"
Fiona happily watched Steven writhe in pain as his tail kept growing and growing, wrapping itself along the perimeter of their garage, the growth finally stopping nearly a minute after Fiona had paused her lies.
"And you know what else?" Fiona said, unhooking and taking off the bra. "You do look rather cute with a tail."
Steven looked up and ogled his topless girlfriend a few seconds before his mind figured out how to form a sentence. "Um, d-dear, taking it off didn't get rid of my tail..."
"Nope."
"Aren't you gonna do something?"
"Nope."
"P-please? You can't leave me like this!"
"Oh yes I can!" Fiona smiled, folding her arms. "You thought you could get away with making my breasts massive, huh? I think I'll leave you stuck like that for awhile."
"Well when are you gonna return me to normal!?"
"Maybe I'll wear the bra briefly once a day to shorten it. If you're really nice to me. Or, you could always drive to the mystic and humiliate yourself by showing her what I did to you."
"Do you see how long my tail is? I can't possibly fit that in the car!"
"Even better! Nothing stopping you from just walking there! Draw some attention to yourself, maybe understand how you made me feel today."
"Yeah, um...I'm just gonna stay in the house 'til you get rid of it. I'm not walking around outside."
"Ooh, you know what I just thought of? Would it hurt if I slammed a door on your tail?"
"Yes!"
Fiona quickly snapped the bra back on. "Good think I'd never consider doing that," she said, quickly taking the bra back off. Steven winced as his tail grew a fair big longer.
"Please stop doing that..."
"I ain't making that kind of promise. You brought this upon yourself, and I'm going to enjoy having fun with it!" Fiona said as she started walking inside. "Come on slowpoke, get inside already."
"It's kind of hard when my tail is this heavy!"
"Well I got completely immobilized. You don't have an excuse."
"I've thought about it and I'm pretty sure that having our lies affect each other is actually a pretty bad curse that we should get fixed. You know, when I'm tailless and everything."
"You don't say, Steven. You don't say," Fiona said as she shut the door to their house, looking forward to several days of tormenting her boyfriend.
Fiona is once more forced by her boyfriend to wear the magic chest expanding bra, as she and her boyfriend perform several errands throughout the day. Unexpectedly, she discovers that her own lies don't trigger the the growth, but instead her boyfriend is in charge of it, and he is more than happy to fluster and embarrass Fiona throughout the day.

This has been requested a lot over time, and I'm happy to have finally finished it. Thanks to all the requesters!
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If she really wants to get back at him, he needs to be the one wearing the bra...