Jim drove directly to the plant, got out of his car, and walked to the front gate. He was greeted by a large, gruff guard.
"This is Biotech property. Get outta here before we have to get you outta here!."
"Actually I can't quite yet, you see I have reason to believe that you've kidnapped my girlfriend. I'd really apreciate it if you'd let me snoop around your secret compound for a while and kind of generally foil your evil plan and stuff...please"
The Last thing Jim saw was a fist on a collision course with his face.
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Jim woke up in what he surmised to be an aquaduct. Hovering over him was a short, dark-haired woman who looked strangeley familliar.
"It's nice to see you're up. I thought that guard had put your lights out for good."
"Where am I?" Jim asked.
"This is Biotech's mian waterline. I brought you here after I found you knocked out at the edge of the property."
Just then Jim was able to recognize the woman. He'd seen her on talk shows a few years earlier. She was Lynn Kyle- a private investigator who helped bring down 3 mafia kingpins. But something was different, last time he'd seen her she had C-cup breasts at best, now she was sporting EE's at least, which he could see through her only half-zipped black jacket. Noticing the star-struck look on his face-she spoke up:
"That's right, I'm the Lynn Kyle. As seen on TV. I was just just about to bring down this whole corrupt operation. I had all the evidence that I needed stored on a micro-disk when..." She trailed off and drew her hands to her now swelling bosom; at which Jim was still stareing.
"Stop that!!" She yelled at him as her hands began to sink into her now volleyball-sized tits.
"Stop what?" he said, now paying even more attention to her bust, and watching her begin to swell even faster.
Her tits pushed her zipper down the rest of the way, as they began to look like basketballs filled with Jell-o. As her jacket popped open he could see that it had some sort of refective linning on the inside.
"Close your eyes!" She shouted.
Feeling some sympathy for her he obliged.
"I can't leave this unzipped for even a minute!" He heard her shout. He also heard an assortment of snapps and zippers.
"You can open your eyes now." She said
Jim opened his eyes and saw that now she had apparently adjusted the jacket to fit her bosom, and that it was zipped completly.
"As I was saying: I had all the evidence I needed, but then someone found me and the confiscated the microdisk. They made a laughingstok of me on the internet, and gave me these as a going-away present." She said, giving her breasts a gentle pat- causing mild jiggllage.
"Whever someone looks at them- even through most clothing; they grow; hence the jacket. It's going to take me at least a half hour to get these back down to a 'realistic' size. In the meantime I want you to take these and go off into the base"
She handed him a dart-gun, video transponder, and fake Biotech security pass.
"We should be able to rescue your girlfriend before it's too late
Jim then: