Kaizen walks into Izumi's house, a familiar feeling of warmth and comfort washing over him. He notices that Izumi seems taller than usual, and as he looks at her closely, he realizes that she's grown quite a bit since the last time he saw her.
"Whoa, when did you get so tall?" he asks, raising an eyebrow in surprise.
Izumi laughs and stands up straight, towering over him by several inches. "I guess I just hit a growth spurt," she says, grinning down at him. "And it looks like you didn't."
Kaizen scowls and crosses his arms, feeling a little self-conscious

"Shut up," he mutters, trying to play it off.
"You're not that much taller than me."

Izumi cups her hands under h-- b------, lifting them up and out as she grins down at Kaizen.
"You're right, I'm not that much taller," she says, teasing him further. "But you can literally suck them standing, because I'm way taller now."
Kaizen's eyes widen in surprise and he blushes, caught off guard by her boldness. "What the hell, Izumi?" he says, taking a step back. "You can't just say things like that."
Izumi laughs and lets her hands drop, enjoying the effect she's having on him. "Why not? I'm just stating the obvious," she says with a smirk.

I'm just stating the obvious," she says with a smirk.
"Besides, it's not like you haven't done it before."

Izumi leans in closer to Kaizen, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I remember how you were sucking on them," she whispers, her breath hot against his ear. "You were so eager, so hungry for me."
Kaizen's heart races as he feels himself getting flustered. He tries to step back again, but Izumi follows him, trapping him against the wall.
"I remember the way you moaned and begged for more," she continues, her voice low and sultry. "You were such a good little boy."

Izumi's hands slide up
Kaizen's chest, her fingers splaying out over his pecs as she begins to massage them. "You know, if you want to grow some big titties like mine, I can help you with that," she says, her touch growing firmer and more insistent.
Kaizen's breath hitches in his throat as she squeezes his chest, his face burning with embarrassment and a hint of arousal. "I-I don't think that's possible," he stammers, trying to push her hands away.

"Oh, it's possible," Izumi purrs, her eyes glinting with amusement. "With the right hormones and treatments, you could have the biggest, juiciest titties in no time."

Izumi's groping becomes more intense, her fingers digging into Kaizen's pecs as she works them like they're b------. She massages and squeezes them, rolling them in her hands as if she's trying to make them grow bigger.
"Just imagine it," she whispers, her voice taking on a seductive tone.
"You'd look so pretty with big, soft tits. You could fill out all your shirts and everyone would stare at you."

As the night wears on, Kaizen finally manages to extract himself from Izumi's grasp and make his way home. He's still flushed and shaken from their encounter, his mind replaying the events over and over again.
He tosses and turns in bed, unable to fall asleep as he thinks about what Izumi said. "She's crazy," he mutters to himself, trying to convince himself that it was all just a joke.
But deep down, a part of him can't help but wonder what it would be like to have b------ like hers. He shakes his head, trying to push the thought away, and buries his face in his pillow.

As Izumi sees Kaizen the next day, she can't help but notice that his pecs look bigger and more defined than before. She grins to herself, pleased with the effect her teasing and massaging had on him.
"Looks like someone's been working out," she says, winking at him as he approaches. "Or maybe they've been getting some special attention."
Kaizen looks down at his chest, his face turning red as he realizes what she's referring to. "It's not like that," he protests, trying to cover himself up with his arms. "I didn't do anything."

Izumi chuckles and pokes his chest playfully. "Sure you didn't," she says, her eyes gleaming with
amusement. "But I have to say, they look pretty nice."