BE Story: Titerella

I had a silly idea recently of the name “Titerella” bouncing around in my head 😆 so I thought it’d be fun to write it as a short story starring Emma and Jordan! This is the first completed draft, so please let me know if you have any notes! I think it would also be fun to produce this an audio play with my voice actors!

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Once upon a time, there was an orphan named Cinderella. She was adopted by a woman with two daughters of her own. The step-mother and her daughters were lazy and didn’t adopt Cinderella to become part of their family, but to work her as a scullery maid, doing all the chores in the house. They teased and toyed with poor Cinderella, feeding her table scraps and making her sleep on the floor, more like a pet than a step-daughter.

Over the years, despite her hardships, Cinderella bloomed into tall and strong young woman. Most notably, however, she had grown the largest pair of breasts anyone had ever seen, earning her the cruel nickname, “Titerella.” As if God had forgotten to turn off the faucet which filled Titerella’s breasts, they constantly produced more milk than they could contain, swelling to immense sizes and her nipples persistently perspired.

Titerella’s stepfamily took advantage of her relentless lactation by harvesting and selling her breast milk at the market. The sweet nectar was so delicious that demand was high, and thus Titerella was always being milked. Titerella’s jealous step sisters harshly tugged and pulled at her tender nipples, causing them to become permanently hard and erect, and her aggressive milking sessions only agitated her overproductive glands.

One day, a royal messenger had arrived to town and invited all ladies of the kingdom to a ball. The stepfamily was delighted for the opportunity to see the beautiful Princess Emma and dressed in their best gowns. Titerella, however, was not allowed to attend. Her stepmother advised that Titerella’s overwhelming bosom was far too obscene to present before the chaste princess. The stepfamily laughed to themselves as they rode away, while poor Titerella sobbed into her pillowy breasts. “Confound these terrible tits!” Titerella wailed. “If only I could attend the ball without these monsters impeding me!”

In that moment, a twinkling orb of light fluttered down from the sky and landed before Titerella. From the light emerged a winged woman in sparkling blue robes. “Do not be afraid, child,” the mysterious woman called out, “for I am your Fairy Godmother, and I have come to your aid. You wish to attend the ball, yes?” “I do,” Titerella replied, “but my breasts are much too big! Oh how I wish I could rid of them even for one night.” “Worry not, for I will use my magic to quell your fears.”

The Fairy Godmother waved her wand and a massive bra affixed itself to Titerella’s chest. Within moments, Titerella’s titanic tits began to shrink down and down until they were no more than mere handfuls. Titerella sighed with relief as the massive burden was lifted from her chest. But that wasn’t all, she was adorned with the most beautiful gown, and the Fairy Godmother transformed a pumpkin into a carriage with a pair of chauffeurs. “This is unbelievable!” Titerella shouted, “I don’t know how to thank you!” “Go out and enjoy yourself tonight, but be warned, my magic is only temporary and will wear off when the clock strikes twelve.” “I’ll be back before then!” Titerella promised, “Ta-ta!”

Titerella arrived to the ball and everyone was awestruck by her presence. She was so dazzling that everyone thought she was a princess herself! Not even her own step family recognized her, especially with her most recognizable assets magically missing. When Princess Emma gazed upon Titerella, she thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. The two ladies danced all night long.

“When I first laid eyes upon you, I thought you were a walking dream.” Princess Emma remarked. “I wish this moment would last forever.” Titerella confided.

Titerella enjoyed herself so much that she didn’t realize it was already midnight! As the clock struck twelve, Titerella felt her heart skip a beat. Princess Emma sensed Titerella’s anxiety, “What’s wrong, my dear—OOF!” In an instant, Titerella’s breasts inflated to the size of melons, bursting out of her dress and knocking down the Princess in a daze. “Sorry, your highness! But I really have to get growing! Err, I mean, going!” “Wait!” Princess Emma called out, “I never got your name!”

Titerella clutched her billowing bosom as she quickly descended the castle stairs. With each step, her wildly bouncing chest became fuller and heavier, and she struggled to contain herself. “The bra my Fairy Godmother gave me is already too tight! I can’t breathe!” With incredible finesse, Titerella pulled off her bra and tossed it aside. The growing girls, now free from their confines, pulled Titerella forward and she fell down the stairs! Thankfully, her now bean bag chair-sized breasts cushioned her fall. Titerella’s chauffeurs struggled to cram her expanding breasts into the carriage and hurried away as fast as their creaking wheels would allow.

The carriage barely arrived home until it completely exploded! Titerella’s monstrous milky mammaries spilled out, each as big as a barn! “Holy crap! I’ve never seen you girls so gigantic! It’s gonna take me all night to milk you back down to size! But even so… tonight was a night I’ll never forget…”

Meanwhile, Princess Emma was determined to find her mysterious maiden, but the only clue she had was Titerella’s unbelievable brassiere that she had left behind on the stairs. The Princess made a promise, “I will marry the girl who fits in this bra.” She sent out her duke to visit every house in the land in search of her beloved. Eventually, she reached the stepfamily of Titerella and presented the brassiere. “Good heavens!” the stepmother cried, “I mean, please wait a moment, and I will return with my daughters. I’m sure one of us is the owner.”

The stepmother told her two excited daughters about the Duke’s proposition. “But how are we supposed to fit in that thing? None of our breasts can even fill our own hands!” “I have a solution.” The stepmother presented three luminous vials. “I was saving these potions to help your milk production for when you become mothers, but this opportunity is too good to pass. Bottoms up!”

The stepmother and her daughters ingested their potions and, within moments, their petite chests exploded with incredible growth. Newfound breast flesh tore their their clothes, pulsating and pumping with milk, their nipples grew hard and wide, their knees buckled under their fattening top-heavy chests.

The stepmother and her daughters returned to the living room with their new, voluptuous figures. The duke was dumbstruck by these unbelievable developments and let each of the three ladies try on the brassiere. Even with their breasts hanging down to their knees, they still weren’t big enough! To make matters worse, their breasts were far too engorged and tender to contain all the milk inside, and their nipples gushed with fountains of milk!

The disturbed duke barely managed to escape while the family was trapped in their milky mayhem. The Duke started to lose hope: who could ever be so ridiculously busty as to fit in this bra? Suddenly, a hand reached out. “Oh! Thanks for returning this!” Titerella grabbed the bra and clasped it around her chest snugly. “I’m finally small enough to fit in this thing again!”

The Duke was overwhelmed with joy. She quickly escorted Titerella to the castle before the Princess. “My goodness!” Princess Emma gasped, “You look quite different than what I remember!” “I’m so sorry for deceiving you!” Titerella pleaded, “I had to hide these abominations because they’ve brought me nothing but shame!” “You needn’t feel that way anymore because I think you’re beautiful as you are.”

And so Titerella and Princess Emma were married that day. The Princess was so enamored with Titerella’s enormous assets that she worshipped them every day. Titerella was very flattered to have such overwhelming affection and felt more confident with herself and her girls. The four of them lived happily ever after.

The end.