Research and Development
by Some Sort of Dog
Issue 4 of the newsletter


RESEARCH & DEVELOPMENT NUMBER 4  
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Hi again, and welcome to R & D Number 4. The last issue went out  
only 18 days after the previous one, which was a healthy sign,  
showing as it did that there were sufficient items of news and  
comment to justify sending it out well before a whole month had gone  
by.  
  
If the same level of feedback and news is forthcoming this time,  
R&D's hard-working, uncomplaining editorial staff (Al and Dog) will  
make sure this newsletter comes to you just as soon as it is big  
enough. In other words, when the cups are nicely filled, just starting  
to overflow, and perhaps with a little half-moon-shaped mound of  
flesh creeping out of the bottom. There's some imagery to get you  
going.  
   
A welcome, also, to our new readers. Even though the header does  
not contain the addresses and vital statistics of every member of the  
group (In Dr Enlarge's old 'Developments' newsletter, the header was  
as long as the message), take our word for it that the list gets bigger  
all the time. Rather like Chauntaille Gruntworthy's breasts, in fact.  
Nobody yet has asked to be removed, and as far as we know, only  
ONE has gone walkabout, and we will welcome him back with open  
arms when they let him out. Our new readers have all said, 'yes  
please, I am interested!' We're all here because we want to be.   
   
Now, on to the serious business.   
   
[Editor's note:   
Some longer messages sent out by the mail server at this end seem to  
get transmitted twice. We know about this, and are trying to get it  
fixed. Meanwhile, please try to bear with the situation; we ask you  
not to write to the editor pointing it out. Thank you!]  
  
  
SO WHAT ELSE IS NEW?  
  
We've been trawling through Acotto's Place again, to see what was  
new. 'Pictures' has been reorganised into New and Old, to save  
looking through dozens of pictures if you're after the new stuff. 'New'  
now contains the pictures less than two months old.  
  
Over in 'Stories', three new ones caught the eye. In ascending order of  
size, they were 'snake', 'cheer' and 'lois'. Trying to guess what they're  
about from those filenames is half the fun!  
  
SNAKE is the bizarre story of Mary and the Woman Swallowing  
Python, a python which swallows women. It enjoys some women  
more than others. It certainly enjoys Mary. [Reviewer's Note: this  
story is 1360 words long, and the phrase 'woman swallowing python'  
appears thirty times. The phrase 'woman swallwowing python'  
appears only once, just to prove that the writer wasn't using  
Microsoft's Autocorrect feature.]  
  
MIGHTY MORPHIN AMAZON CHEERLEADERS - Tracey's Diary  
- by Lingster the Great - is an Amazon story, as far as it goes. If you  
can handle the concept of teenage girls getting mighty breasts, fine,  
but you're going to have to handle their superhuman muscles and  
strength as well. You can't win them all.  
  
LOIS'S TIME TO FLY comes from the keyboard of the same author.  
He seems awfully aggressive and rather cross about something, but  
that's the way to be these days, apparently. If you always wished that  
Lois was built a bit more like a brick shit-house, read on. Personally,  
I can never really work out why she never seems to recognise Clark  
when he's all dressed up.  
  
  
WHO REMEMBERS FRANCINE?  
Here's a reader's request:  
  
'Wanted: any information or pictured concerning the "Big Bust  
Parade" that occurred on Wall Street in 1968. It was a month long  
contest of sorts, with contestants being flown in from all over the  
USA to take a walk down Wall Street and attract thousands of men,  
as did the unsuspecting Francine (was her surname Gottfried?), a  
young office worker who inadvertently set off the whole contest  
during her daily lunch breaks.'  
  
Can you imagine the outcry if this happened today? Not the  
likelihood of a succession of well-endowed girls prancing down the  
street sticking their chests out - unlikely enough - but that the media  
would so much as dare to report what happened. Think about it for a  
minute. Even assuming a camera crew was sent to cover the whole  
traffic-disrupting circus, the TV news would mysteriously be too full  
of 'serious' and speculative items for the story to appear.  
  
Things have sadly changed. Well, the Editor of R&D admits he's just  
about old enough to remember reading about it.  
 
 
ANOTHER THOUGHT 
  
And talking of Francine triggers off another thought. I did once read  
a book (back in the days when there were books) which was loosely  
based on the Wall Sreet story. It was one of a series published in  
paper-back, all by the same author (although he used a variety of  
names), and all featuring big-busted women. The titles of the stories  
quite often included the word 'Madness'. One was 'Royal Madness' if  
I remember, and I think this one was 'Wall Street Madness'. They  
would have been published around the late 60's in a plain white  
cover. God knows where you'd find them now, but it might be worth  
starting a search.  
  
On the same thought, there used to be a female (lesbian) writer who  
liked her girls young and busty. Her books always had a photo- 
illustrated cover in colour. The stories were well-written and always  
included at least two huge-breasted females. I can only remember one  
title from a series of at least five stories: 'The Silken Underground'.  
The only way I can remember that is to think of the band Velvet  
Underground then remind myself it's silk, not velvet! I'm sure it  
wasn't polyester, winceyette or flannel.  
  
Anyone remember these stories? These days, of course, the authors  
would be publishing their stuff in alt.sex.smut. Who knows, perhaps  
they are even reading this?  
  
  
TO POST OR NOT TO POST?  
  
We recently posted a notice on a couple of newsgroups inviting St  
Cat's readers to comment on a proposal NOT to post any future  
stories in the series, but to make them available to readers by  
anonymous ftp or subscription.  
  
The author's concern is to make it less likely that the material would  
be discovered 'accidentally' and read by those for whom it was not  
intended. Readers would be required to take a positive action to  
obtain the stories. Not that such a policy would stop children (for  
example) finding and reading anything they were curious about.  
Children are far more ingenious and tireless than adults when it  
comes to finding things out. But adults have to convince themselves  
that they have taken all reasonable precautions.  
  
One author, who produces rather heavy and specialised material, now  
places his stories on a Web site, 'guarded' by a 'declaration' that you  
are over 18. The stories are zipped. Well, that should keep the kids  
out! Many parents might have to ask the children to help them unzip  
the stories. But that author's precaution might just keep out a small  
proportion of illicit browsers, working against the clock before Daddy  
comes home.  
  
What do you think? Any more angles on this?  
  
  
THE LATEST FROM ST CAT'S   
  
In case you were worrying, Tanya and her sister from way back when  
are all set to make a comeback this month with 'Grown-up Girls', and  
this is going to be followed by 'New Girls at St Cat's', in which  
Chauntaille, now wearing a somewhat bigger bra, reappears at the  
school of her formative years, together with some old friends (for  
want of a better word).  
  
These stories will NOT be posted in the usual weekly instalments, as  
it will soon be Christmas. (Although if you can't access the  
newsgroups over the holidays because your Internet connection is at  
school, you shouldn't be reading such disgraceful filth anyway,  
should you?)  
  
  
AND MORE - CENTRAL CASTING NEEDS HELP  
  
While we're on the subject of St Cat's, how about this idea that came  
up in the course of correspondence the other day? When the Film  
Industry saves up enough pennies to produce a film of the eponymous  
girls' high school, who will play the leading roles?  
  
To start you off, we have a suggestion for Megan (aka Smegs) - Julia  
Roberts, whose mouth is certainly big enough, and she is fairly tall.  
  
So, how about Chauntaille, Moggie, Jeremy and the Headmistress?  
Don't worry about the tits, the studio is picking up the tab. However,  
we have been asked by the studio to remember that hair  
transplantation is a risky and uncertain process. This will certainly be  
a factor when casting the headmistress, for example, whose body hair  
is probably considered excessive in some parts of the world. Demi  
Moore springs to mind, although we can't think why. And while  
we're down in the Deep South, Chauntaille is no ordinary girl,  
accommodationwise. But enough of the gratuitous gynaecology  
already, some of you may be trying to eat your lunch.  
  
We could try casting a few other stories. Apart from offering a once- 
in-a-lifetime opening for a 200-foot tall Hispanic actress, 'Dr Hooters'  
has enough characters to keep us busy interviewing budding actresses  
for a year. And talking of budding, how about Trudy? Or, since it  
takes all sorts to make a world, some of those large-boned women in  
Supergal? And all those Oriental ones in 'Haircut'...? Lactogenesis  
fans may have an actress in mind for Christine, a fine figure of a  
woman who could always find a job as a one-woman car-wash while  
she's 'considering offers' or 'in development'.  
  
Away you go, then. As well as legitimate actors, you could also  
consider illegitimate ones. So-called porn stars, while often wooden  
(or plastic) performers, may come into their own during orgy scenes,  
avoiding costly retakes. They may even come into somebody else's.  
The field is wide open. Danni Ashe, despite her staggeringly limited  
range of facial expressions, has areolae to die for. And Tiffany  
Towers is a much under-rated performer. Never mind the size of their  
tits; as we say, the studio will make them as big as we need.  
  
  
ANOTHER READER'S REQUEST  
  
'I got the mail recently from the artist formerly known as DrE  
regarding a well known American model (.) (.) and what she does on  
video for $300. I find this pretty interesting, but it occurs to me that  
what I would really like to see is a female starting from 'ground zero'  
with a BE scenario rather than already inflated to a sensational  
degree!'  
  
'Might I suggest an inclusion in an edition of Research and  
Development to the following effect- is there a female member of the  
mailing list, or a willing partner of a male member, who would agree  
to perform for the camera (with identities suitably protected of  
course) a BE fantasy sequence of some description? I guess we are  
talking about concealed balloons and flimsy clothing as the  
mechanism here.'  
  
'I am very sensitive to the fact that we all are keen to maintain  
anonimity (well I am anyway!:-) and that this project would  
compromise that. However I also don't think I am the only one who  
would love to see the end result.'  
  
There we are, then. Do any of our male readers have willing  
partners? (No, this is not an R&D Survey of Readers' Sexual Habits -  
that's for next year - you are allowed to be honest about this, you are  
among friends, here.) Wandering off the thread there, sorry. (It's  
what comes of letting Chauntaille do the typing. She just dropped in  
for a few hours of intensive counselling and what she quaintly refers  
to as 'a quick shag'. She has to type standing up, for obvious reasons,  
and finds it tiring. Standing up, that is.)  
  
Shall we start this paragraph again, without the young lady's  
assistance? Do any of our male readers have partners who would be  
willing to perform for the camera wearing warm water-filled balloons  
and other common household materials? Discuss it in bed, you may  
be surprised at the results. R&D apologises to any readers whose  
favourite bedroom pastime we may have just exposed, although we  
never even mentioned the fact that one man in seven has tried on his  
wife's or his girlfriend's knickers. (The survey never revealed which  
ones he preferred.)  And that's at least six R & D readers, by the way.  
   
[Do not, under any circumstances, wear water-filled balloons in bed,  
unless you have an adult present.]  
  
  
LOSING THE PLOT?  
  
The Editor of R & D probably is. Way back in # 1 we published a plot  
outline (a Sci-Fi idea about a scientist who exports a bunch of hand- 
picked girls to another planet to breed a super-busty strain of women)  
and we said there'd be more to follow. An editor's dream, a whole set  
of ready-written pieces, waiting to be dropped into the magazine,  
month by month.  
  
An editor's nightmare. The other day, we wrote to an author who was  
stuck for an idea: 'hey, why not try some of those plot outlines we  
printed in R & D way back ...' Oops!  
  
Here, with sincere apologies to Apes-Ma, the rest of them, in time for  
Christmas. Just like buses, nothing for hours, then three come along  
all at once.  
  
  
   'Since breast reduction surgery reduces the number of women with  
   very large breasts, a (very wealthy) magazine publisher  
   finds young girls whose breasts are growing very large and makes  
   agreements with their parents to pay for their daughters' medical  
   care, clothing, and education if they will let the girls model  
   (regular clothing, aside from the dimensions) and at least postpone  
   the surgery until the girls reach majority, at which time he will  
   ask the then-young women to pose nude for his magazine, and pay  
   for their breast reduction surgery if they choose it.'  
  
   'A morbidly obese young woman signs up for experimental  
   treatments that may make her slim...which isn't the same thing as  
   losing weight, though she doesn't realize that at the time; her  
   excess weight is all transferred to her breasts via whatever method  
   (genetic engineering, nanotechnology, or something of the sort).  
   The ultimate goal is for each of her breasts to weigh a ton--and of  
   course that requires additional modifications so that she can  
   support her own weight, making her extremely strong.'  
  
   '(Inspired, perhaps, by Piers Anthony's story "In the Barn"...)  
   Someone starts a dairy in which the milk comes from women who  
   undergo treatment to make their breasts grow to huge proportions  
   and induce lactation.  They're paid by volume, so if they want  
   to make still more money, they can choose additional modification  
   so they have *four* breasts...(not to mention that they can all  
   make lots of money as exotic dancers)  I'd think that this one  
   would be written from the point of view of a young flat-chested  
   woman who sees a commercial asking for employees on late night  
   TV and decides it would be a good idea.'  
  
There you go, then, guys n' gals. We give you the depraved ideas, all  
you have to do is spin a little detail round them.  
  
  
STORIES OF THE MONTH  
  
1.      THE PAGEANT  
  
This is the work of a new author, who wishes to be known as L V  
Kane. Could be cross-posting to alt.sex.spanking with a nom de  
plume like that. He (or is it she), would welcome feed-back from  
readers.  
  
The author is also keen to obtain a recipe for superior chocolate chip  
cookies. We'll run a cookery feature if our readers really demand it,  
but this cookie request is heartfelt and genuine. In time for  
Christmas, then?  
  
Apparently, existing recipes just don't cut it.  
  
We will forward any mail to the author.  
  
As we say, the story is called 'The Pageant' and comes to you  
(possibly twice) as an attachment.  
  
  
2.      THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS  
  
As an early Christmas present from Some Sort of Dog, a mercifully  
short story about the dangers of messing with creative artists.  
  
It also shows what might happen if you allow yourself to be parted  
from your nearest and dearest at Christmas time.  
  
  
See ya later  
  
Al - Some Sort of Dog