Beaver's Tail - A Breast Expansion WIP Story (Valentine's Day Themed)

Official artwork of the character, Lydia Weston, created by Fempowerment2020.

Hello everyone! Happy Valentine's Day!

Here's a Valentine's Day-related short story for you to read! While it is only a WIP that will see a much deeper continuation really soon, this is a project that has been in the works for quite a bit of time now. It is made in collaboration with my good friend and 3D CG artist, Fempowerment2020. Deviantart link here:  https://www.deviantart.com/fempowerment2020 

We met some time ago and we discussed doing a collab together. He makes awesome art of his original characters and he was interested in having me write the backstory for one of them, Lydia Weston. Her story about how she had her breast expanded.  

As I said, this is only part 1 and I hope to release more for you soon!

Please feel free to give me your feedback in the comments section down below.

Thank you.    

Beaver’s Tail 

An Original Hentai Short Story

Story By

Camille Juteau

Based On Characters Created By

Fempowerment2020 

Lydia Weston, a hardworking college student once again spend her night alone in her dorm room. It was Friday night. She had no exciting plan. No dates. No activities with friends. Nothing like that. It was just her, behind her desk, working on her next article for the Beaver’s Tail, the college’s newspaper. She was the only writer currently working on developing articles for the paper. And since she was all alone in this, she was as a matter of fact, also the editor-in-chief of it. Not something she was into, but there was no one else working with her. Despite being the main editor, she still had to submit her articles to the college’s council who took care of those types of extra-scholar things, making sure everything was okay with everything that was published, linked to the school. She was currently working on an obscure case, a strange conspiracy theory that was originally born years ago. It was about a supposedly secret underground facility under the school. 

Lydia was introverted. It was the norm for her to not see anyone on Fridays. But tonight was a little bit different than other Fridays. Tonight was Valentine’s Day. And just like last year. Lydia didn’t have a date. She didn’t have a Valentine.

Lydia was a flat-chested geek girl. She was very skinny. She had short light brown hair cut and arranged in an emo style with most of her hair falling on the right side of her face. It was beautiful. She also wore rectangular-shaped glasses that perfectly framed her eyes and made her look incredibly cute. As for her clothes, she wore her college’s uniform, a dark brown and ivory jacket with a white shirt and tie. Other than that, she also had a ultra-mini skirt of the very same two colours as the jacket. 

Frustrated and tired to not be making any progress in drafting the initial outline of her article, missing so much information and details, she furiously closed her laptop and stood up in her dorm room. She grabbed her messenger bag, filled it up with notepads before running out of the room. In the hallway, she accidentally bumped into someone… A guy… A guy she knew, but didn’t notice or recognize him at first.

“Lydia?”

“What?” She finally looked up… It was Eugene. One of the boys in her English class. Eugene had a crush on her, but Lydia was such a bookworm that she would never realize it. 

“What’s the hurry?” He asked her as he saw her running down the corridor as if she was being chased or something like that. 

“Oh, Eugene. Nothing,” she cutely replaced her glasses, “I just need to go out. No big deal,” and just like that, she quickly passed by him, almost avoiding him. 

“Hold on… Do you have a date or something?”

“A date?” She stopped. 

“Like Valentine’s Day date?” 

“Yeah…”

“I’ve never had one… No one asked me today either…” 

“Well… I called you earlier… Didn’t get my call?”

“My phone was silent. I was working on my next article.  

“Well, I meant to ask you… Would you like to be my Valentine’s this year?” She couldn’t believe it. She had been so blind this entire time. She blushed as she realized what was going and that Eugene, a good-looking boy from her class was actually interested in her. She suddenly looked down. Now trying to avoid getting into eye contact with him. She wanted to say yes, but…”

“I’m sorry… I can’t… I was on my way to investigate tonight… Thanks for offering though…” Almost immediately, she turned back and walked away. 

“Look. That actually works for me,” he casually walked behind her, following.

“How come?”

“I’ve never been a huge fan of classic, cliche, boring types of dates. This investigation during Valentine’s Day sounds more interesting than anything else. I’m in.”

“What? Are you sure?” She couldn’t believe it. Someone was willing to help her with her article? That had never happened since her favourite teacher retired.

“Totally,” he confirmed. While she wasn’t used to working and playing well with others, she still thought that having a strong man to help her force open locks or any other tasks like that could be useful. She allowed him to go with her.

They left the dorm building they were in and travelled to the establishment on campus that was further from them. It was a remote facility that had a couple of classrooms, but mostly had labs. Both Lydia and Eugene had never been there. It was a location officially off-limits to the students. Only teachers, nightwatchmen, and other staff people were currently allowed there. The official story: It was off-limits due to structural work soon having to be done there to make it safer and more up-to-date for the students. It took Lydia and Eugene about twenty-fives to get there…

“Um… Lydia… Can you please remind me what your article is all about and why are we here again?”

“I’m writing an article on ancient, secret labs that are being hidden in here.”

“Secret labs? What are you talking about?”  

“You’ve never heard of it?”

“I did hear about out-of-date rooms and equipment here, but nothing secret. And we shouldn’t go in there, it’s not safe, it’s off-limits for a good reason, and you know it…”

“God, don’t be a pussy, Eugene, Off-limits means bullshit. It’s a cover so people don’t go in there. Didn’t you wonder why so many old people such as teachers and other weird people constantly come in here during the day?”

“It’s College property. It’s normal that teachers enter the establishment from time to time…”

“Not only teachers! I’ve been monitoring and keeping a look at this place during the past weeks and strange men with medical masks keep entering in secret!” She argued as she tried pushing the main front door to enter inside. Awkwardly, it was locked with a huge padlock.  

“People with masks?”

“It’s not a joke, Euguene,” and she kept desperately trying to unlock the lock using a pick she brought with her.

Silence. 

“You should probably step back from the door, Lydia…?

“What?” She turned around, saw Eugene wielding a long crowbar, she quickly stepped back as suggested and the young man struck the padlock with the bar. He broke it in only one hit. The padlock felt on the ground. “Nice!” She said as she then pushed the door and entered inside. Eugene followed.