Buster's background tells a story of a girl's uneventful life quickly leading into one full of adventure. Meet Marlow Bane, a lanky, flat-chested punk-girl who lives a life of artistic self-pity. She can't hold onto a job, her parents are divorced, and no one takes her seriously. It wasn't until one fateful day she managed to acquire a special trinket from a local thrift shop. That trinket being... THE MONKEY PAW.

(For those that do not know, THE MONKEY PAW is a mythical item that grants three wishes, but at an enormous price.)

Marlow of course, being into dead things and all, thought it would be cool to hang around her neck. But one day, she would learn of its power. Conveniently though, it was actually the next day for story's sake. And so, Marlow is lounging around in her apartment, hot and tired.

“Too bad this thing isn't the real thing from the stories.” Marlow said to herself. “Otherwise I would be able to wish for a cold Mocha Frappuccino right now.”

Suddenly! The Monkey Paw brightly glowed an eerie green color, and one of its fingers curled up. The very moment it did so, her fridge popped open slightly.

“That was weird.” Marlow casually stated as she walked over to close her fridge back up.

But what would you guess? There was a Mocha Latte in the fridge waiting for her!

“Oh my god!” She screamed. “This IS the real thing! I could, I could get anything I want with this! ANYTHING!”

So what would any girl possibly wish for such a ridiculous story?

“I wish for the biggest boobs in the world!” Marlow quickly demanded. Though, asking for bigger boobs would have been enough, she foolishly wanted it all.

Her breasts began to glow, as well as The Monkey Paw itself. She always wanted to get noticed, or better yet, become internet famous so she could flaunt her stuff online and get paid for it. But having the best boobs around would quickly skyrocket her desired fame, and she could live an easy, shameless life full of the attention she always wanted. But The Monkey Paw doesn't just give out things for free so easily. Soon enough, Marlow's breasts grew, allowing her the need to finally purchase a bra! Marlow smiled and giggled at the growth, but her tune would quickly change.

Growing rapidly with each passing moment, her cup size constantly doubled. Eventually her shirt got too stuffy and she had to take it off, and then she had to move around the apartment in order to not knock everything over. But things only grew worse. She went from D cup to an E cup, then to an F cup, and she continued to grow until she reached a G cup, roughly the size of melons. She grew bigger until her melons became watermelons. Never experiencing breasts before, Marlow moans in pain and panic over them, hunching over from the sudden weight and size change. By the time her watermelons became beach balls, she fell over chest first and was unable to stand up.

The sudden nightmare, however, was not over. Her breasts soon became larger than her own body from head to toe. And even still, they did not stop growing. The eventually engulfed her entire living room, forcing everything to be pressed against the walls. Then the growth pushed her puny body down the hall in order to fill more gaps for more growth. By the time every single room in her small apartment was invaded with tit, her own body was pressed against the front door. For fear of suffocation, she open the door, allowing herself to pop out and land on her little porch out front. She gazed upon the windows of her little home, witnessing all the windows bursting open from tit-flesh. But thankfully, the growth halted just before the house exploded. On a side note, the little kids across the street are scarred for life upon seeing this.

“Oh no... Oh no!” She cried. “My breasts are bigger than a house! I can't live like this! I'll either be immobile for the rest of my life or they'll have to cut them off! And both ways won't make me into a model! This is terrible! Man... I'm so stupid... I get something that can grant every dream and I screw it up. I guess I will have to look on the bright side and accept that all I got out of this are the biggest boobs and a frap.”

She took a drink from her frappuccino, which was surprisingly still in her hand. However, she was struck by a painful brain freeze worse than she has ever experienced before.

“Brain! Freeze!” She yelped before striking a realization. “Oh, that's right! This thing comes with severe consequences when used. Thus, the crappy drink and house-sized tits. I gotta wish for something to fix this. And something that couldn't possibly backfire on me. Hmm... well... wasn't there a story that said something like... you asked for the weapon, but not the power to wield it? I mean, we live in an era of super powers. So... Alright then! Monkey Paw! My final wish (and please be gentle), I wish for all the super powers I need in order to manage my breasts!”

A moment of hesitation occurred. Perhaps The Monkey Paw was thinking of a solution? But it glowed one more time, and curled up its last finger. In succession, her breasts also began to shrink. Eventually they shrunk enough so that she was able to crawl back into her home and close the door. Despite this, they were still way, way too large for her to be able to stand up. She glowed again, and similar to her breasts, her whole body began to change. Her muscles grew larger all over so they she had the strength to heave her own cleavage, and from what she magically, instinctively knew, she was able to change the size of her breasts too. Though, she could never get them smaller than a beach ball, or lighter than a hundred pounds.

“Woah, trippy...” She said out loud. “My boobs and I are having a.... connection! I suddenly know everything they can do! I can feel everything they feel! I am one with the boobs!”

Upon her sudden revelation, she grabbed the largest shirt she could find, which was painfully stretched out in order to cover barely half of each breast.

“Looks like I need a new wardrobe. But before that, I ought to get my career underway and get on the internet!”

Before she began her fabulous career, there was a knock on the door. Concerned and confused, she had no idea who it could possibly be. But the knocking continued, and it dawned on her that it was something she couldn't simply ignore. But where she obtained super powers, the trinket that granted her wishes, gave her one final curse. She opened the door and was greeted by something beyond horror. It was her parents, both of them, TOGETHER. Alone she can tolerate each one, but she has never seen them side by side like this in years, and the reality of such a thing made her shiver. They appeared as she has always remembered them. Her father was a large, round, cheerful man with a big mustache and ripped up work clothes. And her mother is a tall, lean, stoic woman wearing stylish glasses and a suit on.

Her Dad spoke. “Hey kiddo! We were in the neighborhood and...”

Her Mom interrupted. “What on Earth did you do to yourself!?”

“Oh, haha, hey guys. Been a while.” Marlow said while sweating profusely. “I didn't expect you two, at all, like, ever...”

Shortly afterward, a very awkward conversation was endured with both her parents shocked and disappointed that she got absurd breasts implants AND managed get super powers installed into her body. Both parents not believing the story about the monkey paw, for it mysteriously was nowhere to be found. Marlow's parents always wanted her to MAKE something of her life, and seeing her sudden enhancements means she was either going to be in movies, or use her “gifts” to become a super hero. Of course, they forced Marlow into the latter.

It was a rough month of vigorous training. Her dad being a former wrestler, trained her in the arts of combat and throwing people around like ragdolls. Her mom being in the FBI, gave her all the background knowledge she needed in order to find criminals and appropriately deal with them and their tactics. Together, her parents miraculously made Marlow into a really well-versed super heroine. She was stronger than people well trained for dealing with criminals, and she was smarter than people gifted with super powers in the crime fighting business.

And so, even today, Marlow has kept up with her parents orders to start out as a vigilante, and hopefully do well enough to move up to super hero status. Living her second life as BUSTER! Even as this story continues, she is currently floating above Steel City, her hometown, in search for criminal activity. Yes, her breasts are currently inflated to be twice the size of her body and she is laying on top of them with binoculars in her hands.

“Hmph! I should have been paid more the other day.” Buster grumbled to herself. “I know I should be happy that no one innocent got hurt and all that, but I saved the fricken Mayor of Steel City. I should have... I dunno... got a bonus or something. I guess going after all these E rank villains gets me E rank pays.”

Buster reached within her massive cleavage and pulled out her cell phone. She then played around with it for a bit, looking at her apps with detailed info about super heroes and villains.

“Looks like that weirdo the other day, ehh, Scapegoat, can be checked off the list.” She thought out loud. “I'm surprised he is only E, he could have actually been tough for a normal person. Hmm, let's see who else is available for capture. Maybe I should tune in my radio and match up some names.”

Buster reached around her chest, grabbing hold of one of her nipples. She then twisted her nipple like a dial, and the sound of radio waves filled up the air around her. It was as if her breasts were a huge pair of speakers. Eventually she caught a few stations from other radios.

“Hmm, no, boring. Not that one.” She said as she continued to browse the radio waves. “Cats crossing streets, old women stuck in trees... meh... wait! What was that!? Bank robbery? Temperate? Let's look him up!”

A quick search on her phone revealed that Temperate was, in fact, a super villain. He was rank D, but that's a huge improvement from rank E. Double the pay actually! And without further hesitation, Buster shoved her gear back into her cleavage and quickly flew towards the direction where the robbery was currently held!