Growth. Giantesses. Gains.

[petbullforhire]

[soulpervert]

Bull's on Parade "The Facility"

Ashley and Shelby had donned their ridiculous outfits to sneak into the facilities of Bull-Himbo Pumping Plant. As two up and coming investigative journalists in the town, they had taken it upon themselves to get to the bottom of all the mysterious disappearances and reappearances of the town folks. Ever since the BHP-plant had set up shop in their town there had been strange occurrences. More than a few women in town had disappeared for weeks only to return, happy and healthy, if not more endowed and docile. Many of these disappearing ladies returned with increased breast size by several magnitudes. There was also the sudden unexplained influx of new pregnancies. For a town with a rather small population size, it had suddenly overtaken the few cities around in growth rate in the last 6 months. Shelby and Ashley both had a few professional friends take maternity leave in the last year due to sudden and unexpected (but always suspiciously exciting) pregnancies. Had men around town become more virile? Was there something in the water? Shelby didn’t know, but she was ready to find out. And all the clues lead back to the new Himbo-plant She stared at herself in the mirror looking at the silly black and white bikini that clung to her body. She was blonde with a tight build from staying in shape at the gym. She wasn’t without her curves, but they were muscular and toned. She had honed her body, like her mind, and she was ready for anything in front of her. She idly adjusted the bikini, wedging between her cheeks, wondering why the two of them couldn’t have just worn a slightly less revealing cow costume.

Ashley on the other hand was loving how she looked. Her tall body was curvy and soft, she loved her curves and the idea of sneaking around a forbidden facility looking for the scoop of the century (and maybe some extra curves as her friends had whispered at tipsy baby showers) while wearing this scantily clad cow print. Well lets just say she was soaking already at the thought and hoping that Shelby would just play along for now and not ask too many questions. She looked at how her perky tits sat in their tight top and smiled to herself imagining a cup size or two more, imagining what the plant did to endow so many women to such curvy delights. Ashley had found a way to get into the facilities dressed like this, apparently there was an entrance used for “cattle” in the back loading area that only checked if you had black and white spots. With this small hurdle solved, with smaller clothing, the two girls were waiting for their ride and camera girl, Josie. 

Josie was a freelance photographer, a beautiful Asian woman with dark hair and a slight build. She had noticed the strange occurrences when she was suddenly hired for more and more baby showers and privately, sexy boudoir shoots for many of the newly pregnant couples in town. The burgeoning chests, and happily fucked wives and girlfriends left a strange impression on Joise. More than one of her photo shoots had become… sexual as the couple started to rut around against each other. Joise didn’t mind the free photos, or the occasional three ways that fell into her professional lap. But, when she had mentioned it to her friends Shelby and Ashley over coffee one morning it all sort of slid into focus. As she drove over to Ashley's house to pick them up, Josie adjusted the tiny bikini strapped across her body, thank the gods it was June she thought as she played with the strings on her bikini bottoms trying to not let them ride too high up her thighs. “Whose dumb idea was it to wear spotted bikinis?” She wondered as she honked her horn outside of the house. 

Within the hour the three women had arrived late behind the plant. Not surprisingly there was no one else around as the three scantily clad women brought as little gear as they could. Each one of the ladies was feeling something different as they went through the scanning device near the back loading bays. Shelby was impatient with the whole process and thinking about the scope of the entire story. What this could mean for her career. This could be her biggest story ever. She pondered this as the scanner glimmered over her body, and made a little robotic note “Thin, recommend plumping”. Shelby stood dumbfounded, “I'm sorry, what?” She stammered out before being pushed out of the way by Ashley. Who was desperate to see what she rated on the new ridiculous scanning device. She bounced on the balls of her feet in anticipation as the device scanned her jiggling body. “Excellent, prime for breeding” Ashley laughed out loud at the silly statement. “Seriously, this thing must think we are cows coming in the back ready for different parts of the plant” she chuckled softly, wondering what it saw on her that led to that humorous response. She pushed her way past Shelby as she held her head high. Josie, just hefted her camera equipment and walked through the scanner barely stopping to have its red beam scan her thin body. “Emergency plumping needed, weak milk production to be compensated for”. She just rolled her eyes at the dumb scanner and walked behind the two girls before the doors opened and the three of them were greeted by the smell of sweet heat, warmth and a smell they all couldn't place as they walked into the dimly lit plant. 

“Josie, Make sure that camera is rolling, we don’t want to miss a thing while we are in this facility. This could make or break our careers, and simultaneously we have to be careful not to get caught. We are breaking a dozen laws to get into this plant and I want it to be worth it.” Shelby said as she turned around in front of the two women and led the way. Accidently adjusting her cow panties as she did so, right on camera. The women slowly made their way through the dimly lit corridors that lead deeper into the facility. The smell and aura of the facility was growing in intensity as the women wandered, it was musky and warm, which was a nice surprise to the ladies who hadn’t brought a change of clothing. Ashley mused on their labyrinthian path, she was sure that the facility would have secrets to discover but she was already finding herself slightly distracted by the aromas surrounding her, she felt airheaded and couldn’t stop catching glances at her two compatriots in their ill fitting outfits, did it seem as if the outfits were shrinking? The facility started as a series of long hallways, leading farther and farther in. The women could hear the soft mooing of cows farther ahead of them, almost beckoning them down the hallways. The halls seemed to double back on themselves, making the progress slow, and confusing. The heat was starting to become more and more and each of them was secretly happy that they had not brought any thicker clothing or they would have been enticed to strip down to less. As it was Shelby was already starting to sweat a bit and found her bikini tight and scratchy on her smooth skin, moisture was beginning to make her body slick all over. She was constantly fumbling with her seemingly shrinking bikini as she was attempting to lead the party. Ashley had been giggling behind her for a bit now and had already begun making fake cow noises for the camera. “Ashley, you are running some of the footage with your japes.” She said as she spun around quickly, her body shifting and her top accidentally letting her tits spill out of her sweaty and tight prison. The fresh air felt incredible on her bare skin and Shelby almost forgot her thoughts. Right on camera with Josie watching, Shelby roughly and begrudgingly stuffed her itty bitty titties back into their prison. Well, not Sooo ityy bitty she huffed.

“Seriously, can't you take this a bit more professionally?” She said, but was momentarily distracted. Was it the heat getting to her, as she saw Ashley’s body. Was it her mind playing tricks on her, or was Ashley… thicker. Her tiny cow print bikini was already stretched out before, but now it looked almost painted on. She could see the puffy outline of Ashley’s pussy, a deep ridge pulling in to showcase the gentle curve of her mound. Her breasts that had always had a bit of curve seemed to be dipping more, creating cleavage that hadn’t been there before, as her nipples sat thick and erect pulling the bikini out a tiny bit. Revealing a dark areola that was sneakily spreading out of the tiny print. Ashley had insisted that it was the last one she could find and it was a bit tight, but hadn’t complained. Now it looked like it was made more for Joise who had almost no curves to her. “Ashley, are you feeling… okay?” Shelby said as she stared at her friend open mouthed. Ashley was walking slowly behind and had been swaying idly from hip to hip as Shelby had spun, her eyes looked a little glassy, and she had a silly little grin on her face, staring almost blankly towards Shelby. “Ummm, yeah, I feel great, a bit warm, but honestly I am just excited to get to the bottom of this.” She said it slowly, almost dreamily. 

Joise captured the whole interaction on video. Mostly from a close up angle of Ashley’s ass swaying back and forth. For some reason she just couldn’t find a good angle that wasn’t focused completely on the two women's posteriors. Whenever she tried to capture the two women's facial expressions it was more focused on their tits which had been swelling over the course of their wandering. Well, she mused, Years of focusing on couples and boudoir shoots had trained her eyes to go to curves she thought. Of course that was the reason, and not the growing lust she felt watching the women constantly. As she hefted her camera up again on her sweaty shoulder. She felt heavy and thick in this musky heat. Her body was on fire and she was wondering if she was catching a cold as she used her spare hand to adjust her overly tight top, and then pull the wedgie out of her dripping cunt. She was finding it difficult to focus on anything that wasn’t her growing discomfort. “Man, Ashley, why did you have to find the tiniest outfits for us. This bikini must be shrinking in the heat.” She hopped up and down to get a better standing with the camera and one of her swelling tits fell out of her top, and she idly decided it would be better this way. She wasn’t on camera, who would know she was going topless. She chuckled as her hand came up and cupped her thickening breast, unaware of the changes continuing to pile on to her.  

The three women stared at each other for a moment before a long low moo caught them off guard. It was close, the three women felt like they had been slowly wandering for some time now and were excited that they might actually be getting close to the heart of the story. They all spun and saw a dim light ahead of them, that hadn’t been there before. Briefly distracted from the swelling happening right before their glazed eyes. They hustled, wiggling and wobbling in their sweaty outfits trying to contain themselves, knowing the camera was rolling on their every motion, and secretly loving it. As the door opened all three were greeted with a bright light that left them blinking, and a heavy wave of thick musk. The door led into a wide open facility where the source of the smell became apparent. A few gigantic men lounged about in front of them in some sort of holding pin. Each of the gargantuan specimens were well over six and a half feet tall, thickly muscled like some sort of olympian god with a body that ached for use. The huge specimens were strutting and posing, rutting and lounging around a large pin that seemed to have only relaxing equipment, some free weights for exercise. Some of the men were lifting and grunting, muscles pulsing as they lifted set after set of the huge weights. A few were actively rutting around a large receptacle in the center of the pen. The women were gobbsmacked, each of the men besides being the pinnacle of physical strength were sporting thick forearm sized cocks that swayed as they walked and lifted. A few were actively erect as they lifted and lounged, massive pulsing baseball bats of flesh leaking all over the floor, before they would find the large receptacle and begin to hump and pump into it till they erupted in moans. More beast than men, the himbos continued their lazy attitudes unaware they were being gawked at. Shelby and Ashley had no idea how long they had been watching the huge hung men strut and rut around their pen. At some point Ashley had slowly slide her tiny thong aside, with some effort as it was now painfully tight, and was teasing her own clit, watching a particularly thick bull push the fuck bin around attempting to get his enormous cock wedged deep enough he could unleash. He was having trouble as his cock was almost too thick to fit, and he had already dented the machine with his aggressive humping and rutting. Ashley watched in mute silence, mouth agape as she let her fingers start to please deeper inside of her.

She was dimly aware there was more flesh there than before, folds of plush skin waiting to be peeled aside to let in any object that would fill her. All she could think about was how much that thick rod would split her in two, and how that sounded absolutely wonderful at this very intense moment. The room was thick with musk and the scent of semen as the bulls continued to leak and fuck all over. It seemed they were ever dripping and erupting fountains of manliness. Whenever one of the thick bulls finished a massive ejeculation it would be moments before their cock would rise angry and throbbing again. Joise, who was swelling up all over, her body continuing to bloat rapidly outwards in response to the pheromones being pumped into the air, had her breasts out for the last few minutes, each one having swelled from almost nothing, to thick peaches. She continued to focus in on Ashley’s dripping cunt, zoomed in to watch her fingers teasing each fold as the bull bucked and moaned in the background in rhythm. The oddly silent room only interrupted with weak moans from the reporters and camera woman. 

It was a long few moments before Shelby broke the silence, with a weak gasp. She had been teasing her swollen nipple as she watched dumbly. “Okay Josie, camera on me” she stated with some trepidation as she turned slowly to the camera, seeming to have trouble pulling her eyes away from the impressive specimen. She adjusted the ill fitting top, to try and hide her breasts and fully erect nipples poking through the thin fabric. “As you can see from the slabs of man meat behind me, I mean, impressive specimens, that the Bull-Himbo facility is doing some sort of experiments on these poor, extremely hung men. Each one seems to have inflated in size, I mean look at the size of those thick, dripping cocks… Can we get a close up of one ejaculating please Josie. They wouldn’t even fit in our pussy at this point. Atleast, I don’t think they would. Ashley, umm what do you think?” Shelby was having trouble getting her words out and wanted a quick moment to turn away from the camera and the thick asian playing with her tits watching her. “Ashley? Any thoughts on the… situation?” As Shelby shifted uncomfortably hot, desperately trying not to tear her bikini off.

Ashley was somewhere else. Her mind was completely on a different level as she was mesmerized by the beasts in front of her. “Why aren’t they fucking me? I am right here, they don’t need that fuck receptacle. My cunt is dripping, I could probably take that cock right there…. I could be the receptacle” her words were less than a whisper, and if Josie hadn’t moved in closer to watch her response, while simultaneously playing with her soaking wet pussy she would have missed it. A slight whimper escaped Joise’s lips that brought Ashley back for the briefest of moments. She looked over her shoulder towards Josie, who was devolving into a whimpering little slut at this point, panting and barely trying to hold the camera while groping her swelled out proportions. “I think we could take them… I mean, maybe. Maybe together?” She let out a low slow moan at the thought of it, that slipped slightly into a mooooo at the end. 

By this point the women had all begun to feel the effects of the body enhancing pheromones that were being pumped into the facility, directly tailored to the women's bodies. Shelby’s lean curves had slowly begun to fill out, her hips and breasts slowly piling on pounds leaving her a body thick with past muscle and lean in the middle, but now putting on curves in all the right places. Giving her a perfect hourglass figure. Her breasts had nearly doubled in size, stretching out her bikini to the max, leaving a thin bit of material that barely . She was the only one still wearing hers, or at least it was still mostly on her. Her body swelled out to have thicker hips and breasts more suited for pumping milk and breeding. She could feel it at her core, a sudden need to produce and be submissive. The whole knowledge of the factory and its insidious plot to produce Himbo’s and submissive sluts built for breeding was still dancing in her lust addled mind, but she was having trouble finding a reason to despise or dislike the process. She let her hands wander over her thickening curves, squeezing tightly as she watched another particularly well endowed bull ejaculate massively across the pin, mooing deeply and loudly as he did. She moaned softly imagining how it would feel to have all that spunk cover her, to fill her, to control her. Maybe she could find a single bull to separate from the herd…..

Ashley had moved past horny and was now fully succumbing to her need to breed. Her cunt had become permanently slick with need, a thick plush pussy that had puffed out and was desperate to be pumped full of those bulls thick and potent seed. The idea of being a soft, plush cow slut, bending to the whim of some thick bull had her panting openly on camera. Her body had fattened up, her breasts once perky C-cups, she had always been proud of, were now pushing into large F’s. Thick and heavy, her body felt the need to bend over and let them hang down, like it was the proper way to bend. She couldn’t stop imagining her thick body filled up with children, and being lazily bred over and over again, a permanently dripping cunt, desperate for any thick cock that could fill it. Her bra had snapped in the interim of watching the Himbo’s fuck around in front of her, her nipples were hanging thick and luscious waiting to be tweaked and sucked on. Her hips had swelled out, letting her thick powerful thighs soften out with plush curves. Her ass was twice as thick as it was before and now stuck out like a self behind her. She felt the thin thong still wedged between her chunky cheeks and decided it was more a discomfort than a cover. Plus, why would she hide her needy cunt and ass when she could instead entice the bulls with her growing pussy and rear end. She undid her thong with one hand, as the other was still knuckle deep in her needy cunt, trying desperately to fill the need she felt deep inside of her. She swayed back and forth, mooing softly as she walked past Shelby, still in her lust filled gaze groping her tits. She let the thong fall to the ground with a wet splurt, and began to push herself up against the glass, attempting to draw the attention of any of the bulls. She turned around, bent over and pressed her ass and pussy against the glass. The sheer size of it spreading out behind her against the glass, leaving a sticky smear of pussy juice as she moaned and moo’d softly, her breasts dangling before her, mere inches from the ground. 

The Himbo Bulls had slowly taken notice of the two thickening women close to the glass pen. The women could see the bulls snorting around, erections growing thicker and harder than they had been before the scent of ready sluts had entered the mix of musk and semen. Wet dripping cunts, needy sluts needing to be bred caused the Bulls to rear up, they began to jostle for position against the glass. Frustrated that their cocks couldn’t break through the glass to fuck Ashley’s presented pussy. It was torture for all involved. Ashely kept slamming her thickening ass back against the glass, leaving wet lip marks as her dripping cunt pressed against the glass, spread wide and needy. The bulls could see the dripping cunt, the fleshy flower spread before them, begging to be filled, to be bred, to be controlled and pushed down into a thick rut. Shelby, watched in mute horror and lust as the Bull’s began to erupt in massive gouts of thick cum, splashing against the glass in huge blasts. It was like a fire hose was erupting over and over again. The air was drenched and cloying with the scent of powerful semen. Ashley was a whimpering mess, her nipples had reached the floor and she was now on all fours nearly begging between whimpering mooos. Throwing her ass back, letting it slap hard against the glass. Shelby walked up and pressed her tits against the glass, lapping against the cold panes, attempting to get even a small taste of the baby batter splattered like thick paint against the glass. The sound was intense as the bulls groaned and kept exploding, slamming against the glass, as the two women prostrated themselves in every conceivable way. 

Josie was lost to everything. She, who had no curves before arriving at the facility, and the facility had noted that, making sure her special blend of pheromones had worked in overdrive to compensate. She would need it, if her tiny body was to take any of the Himbo’s enhanced cocks. Tiny was no longer a word that applied to Josie. What had ever happened to Shelby and Ashley had been minor compared to the enhancements that Josie had been bestowed. Already her breasts had exploded up the alphabet, her bee sting nipples, now sat thick as corks on her massive breasts. Each the size of watermelons and only growing larger by the minute, her tiny hands could barely reach all the way around to grope her already leaking nipples. They were prize winning pumpkins at this point, ready to be mauled and massed around whatever cock she could find. Built to draw seed from any willing body. She barely remembered her name at this point and was mooing loudly as she quivered watching her friends. She could feel the lust in her body building, the need to be milked to be stuffed full of thick enhanced cocks from every angle. Her ass was a thing of beauty, massive and wobbling, perched behind her round and jiggling. With every little orgasm that racked her body, which had been happening without any bidding for the last few minutes, rocking her jiggling inflated body. Her ass clapped over and over as she shivered. Her taught stomach had begun to sport a tummy that was quickly filling into a chubby pouch for babies. Her hips had widened out to allow anything to penetrate her now always visible cunt. It was glistening and exposed, now clothing would fit over her now, not that she could ever again consider being in clothing, when her body had transformed to always be ready for breeding. The camera barely held on to target, only staying up because it had come to rest on one of her massive breasts as Josie sucked on her other tit wailing with a thick nipple leaking on her puffy lips. She was a body built to be fucked hard. Made for pleasure, each of her nerve endings had been turned to maximum. She would have crawled closer, would have lapped at Shelby’s tight body, would have buried her face into the soaking needy cunt of Ashley, or would simply let every bull in that pen pound her massive body till she was full with every single ones seed, and simply let them keep going till she was a mess of semen covered on the floor, but she simply couldn’t move without some piece of her spasming in pleasure, leaving her whining on the cold ground.The facility had planned for people to wander into it, knew that eventually some one would come to find out its secrets, and had contingencies for this exact scenario. As the women crumbled in front of the growing wall of erupted jizz it enacted its last protocol. 

From a side entrance in the dark a door opened. A silhouette of a massive 7ft man stood in its doorway, built with intense muscles that bulged in every direction, chiseled from stone and appearing to pop off the body they were attached to. The beast was almost disgustingly handsome with a jaw line that could cut glass, and thick dark hair coursed across his chest. He stomped into the room cock swaying between his legs, almost dragging across the floor. A deep rich booming voice came from the silhouette pulling the attention of the thirsty sluts in front of the pen. “Hello Ladies, it seems you discovered the big terrible secret of the Bull-Himbo plant. Well congratulations, I have been informed by the corporate office that you are free to take the footage with you when I escort you from the premises. That is… if you can remember to pack it with you when we are done with our larger…. discussion." The large man stretched his massive arms above his head in a stretch and yawning motion, as if he was almost bored with the conversation, but his eyes appeared hungry. His muscles rippled with the effort and the thick anaconda of a cock twitched, rising nearly a foot with each pulse that let a large glob of semen from its tip, before slapping back down. He swaggered slowly toward the women still panting in heat, sitting in their own juices in stunned silence as the massive individual pulled their attention from the smaller bulls in heat. The other bull's attention seemed to die down in the presence of this larger individual. Culled by the largest bull’s musk and scent, the others slowly finished their constant eruptions and backed away into the pen, barely visible through the splatters or semen against the glass wall. Still baying quietly leering at the fertility on display, but disincentivized by the hulking monster of a man and his truly gargantuan cock. 

Shelby stood stock still, her mind barely able to stop her from running to the massive individual who had never even stated his name and worshiping the cock now slowly rising up like an angry tower of pulsing meat. It was over two feet long, thicker than a soda can and constantly throbbing with a steady drip of thick semen. The smell alone had broken into Shelby’s mind, bending her to all the depravity of having that monster invade her, breed her, take control of her. She imagined herself stretching her lips around the bulbous head of the cock, and trying to hold on to every thick drip. But, some small part of her held out, tried to hold on to her mind as her hands kept kneading her large tits, as her body writhed and shivered in the presence of such a large bull. Ashley had no such reservations. She had already crawled across the cold floor delirious with lust, her massive breasts dragging across the ground, her nipples pressed into the cold hard surface caused her to jiggle and whimper as she continued to have tiny orgasams from all the stimulation. Her ass was high in the air, attempting to present a tempting target to the large bull. She barely saw the man smiling, and only focused on the rising erect monster in front of her. Her lips were wet and salivating as she licked up half the length of the erect behemoth, feeling the jizz slide up the shaft with her efforts, before she turned around on the ground and raised her back side up wobbling back and forth. The shelf of an ass slowly waved back and forth as the adonis of a man hefted his gigantic package up in his bare mitt of a paw and began stroking it lazily, before letting it slip from his fingers and slap down heavily on the wobbling posterior. A large spurt of semen splashed up the back of Ashely, nearly coating her entire back with his hot precum. The scent struck Ashley the same moment the cock did and she began to convulse on the ground in front of the man's body quivering with the effort of weight.

Immediately she plumped up thicker still, her body reacting to the swarm of heat and pheromones blasting it, reacting with increasing her need. Her plumped backside seemed to bubble up to wedge the now throbbing cock between her jiggling cheeks, getting slippery with the sudden influx of semen and sweat. Thick fluid dripped over her back and cascading down to her nipples pooling in a puddle around the dribbling woman. She howled in pleasure as the massive man slowly let the cock slide back, causing each cheek to spread slightly as the head of the dripping cock pulled slowly back to rest against her dripping cunt. With little ceremony the massive bull pushed inch after inch of the invasive monster deeper and deeper into the boiling wet slut. “Haven’t had a thick enough slut to handle more than half my cock in awhile. Lets see how long till you bottom out my not so little Hucow”. Ashley let out a loud mooooo before collapsing under the weight of the monster now inching its way deeper into her spasming folds.  It was still slowly disappearing into her inch by thick inch, when the first rush of semen flushed against her womb. It was a never ending torrent of cum, churning from out of his massive softball sized balls hidden behind the rod of steel. They continued to pump load after load into the needy slut as Shelby watched in mute need, fingers teasing each nipple as her body simmered in its own fluid. Ashley was screaming and mooing with the orgasam ripping through her body. She was finally fulfilling the desperate need, the biological desire to be bred and filled she had been pestered by the moment she walked into the facility. She would take him till she passed out, she knew she would fade into pleasure and overstimulation soon, knew that the pleasure would overwhelm her, but she didn’t care. She would be full, pregnant, and ready for more when she awoke. She could have any man she wanted back out in the real world, she would return to home and glow brightly as she swelled more and more to take care of the babies he would put into her. She would seek out more cocks soon, would beg to be filled out, to have her breasts sucked on, to be a perfect little slut who would give up her career to be bred more and more. Constantly swelling till she was the biggest cow slut she could be. She could feel her ass being slammed into mountains of flesh spreading out to let him penetrate her little more than half way, her pussy milking every last drop out of the bull, even though she knew he would never stop producing semen, he was built to be relentless, and she only wanted more. 

Shelby couldn’t tear her eyes away from the fuck session in front of her. Mesmerized by the rhythm of Ashley’s massive body swaying back and forth, literally leaking ungodly amounts of semen from her overstuffed pussy. It was hypnotic as her fingers attempted to match the pulse in her own cunt. She was lost between trying to scream out in protest, and dropping to her knees and lapping the cum off the floor. She was stuck. The man groaned as he continued to thrash and pound into the begging cow slut in front of him. Her whole curves rippled in unison to his heavy grunts.  His eyes fell onto Shelby staring, smiled coyly and winked. With a few more thick grunts he pressed Ashley into the floor as she screamed in pleasure, and slid his still pulsing cock out of her puffy cunt with a slick wet pop, and began stroking it in long hard pumps with both hands towards Shelby. The eruption that came out of the monster slab of cock meat was nothing short of torrential. It hit Shelby’s chest with a force that almost pushed her over. It splattered across her burgeoning tits and covered her from head to toe in thick semen. She was lost in the flavor, the smell, the pure power of it all. She collapsed sputtering to her knees as she attempted to swallow and shovel every drop into her. Whether it was her tongue that was lapping spurt after spurt, or her quick fingers attempting to shove as much of the sticky substance into her frenzied cunt. She was lost, her mind had finally snapped and all she wanted now was to succumb to the godlike cock in front of her. She blindly attempted to find the head of the monster, tongue out being berated by the continued ejaculations. Shelby was so thoroughly covered that she slipped and fell onto Ashley still writhing on the ground. Her mind gone, Shelby lost control and began to frantically play with her cum soaked cunt. Her body, trying to absorb as much of the torrent of cum was coated like a glazed doughnut. The once lead reporter felt Ashley’s tongue lapping in the white darkness, and pressed her dripping pussy towards the hungry mouth. Soon she was lost in the endless pleasure and musk of the moment. Gone was the reporter, all that was left was a horny woman pathetically attempting to be pleased, to be filled, to be nothing more than a cum rage for this Grecian statue of a man. Her last thoughts before passing out was whether he would still have more for her after she awoke. 

Josie couldn't move. Despite her need, despite her insatiable lust, her crazen desire to be nothing more than a breedable cock sleeve to this absolute mammoth of a man. Her body had swelled so much she was almost completely immobile. Her truly titanic breasts were larger than beachballs, sporting massive areola’s as wide as dinner plates and soda can nipples jutting from them like some breeders wet dream. They dribbled milk constantly now, a steady leak of white now careened down her incredible cleavage. Even the facility was surprised how well her body had taken to the pheromones. Joise was soaking wet from merely gazing upon the man before her. From her plus size cunt,spread out beneath her thick thighs, suddenly evolved to take an incredible amount of cock before bottoming out. Her boiling wet slit ached to be speared deeply, to be full with the tremendous cock now looming in front of her. Her elongated tongue, pressed past her juicy plump lips lapping at the air in front of her, as she moaned and mooed loudly attempting to entice the still raging cock towards her. Her ass was gigantic, massive in its need and now permanently spread just enough to leave displayed her glistening cunt. Coupled with a jiggling waterbed of an ass clapping wildly against her cum desperate body. She was a pathetic begging mess as the enormous man finished absolutely painting her two fellow sluts.

She could almost crawl toward him as he laughed deeply and leered down at the two drenched and whimpering reporters writhing in front of him. But, every movement sent racking pleasure to her brain, each nipple was a lightning rod of pleasure dragging across the cold floor, her cunt was constantly spasming as her hands attempted to find purchase against the cherry sized clit pressing up through her plush cunt.

Her hips bucked back and forth in a frantic need, making her whole ridiculous body wobble like a jello mold slapped. The man seeing the poor hopeless slut in front of him smiled at the camera now splayed on the ground still recording the entire session sideways. Walking over to Josie, with both his hands milking the last thick drops from his still bobbing cock out on to the floor he positioned himself just out of reach from Josie’s lashing tongue, mere inches from the juicy lips spread wide on a hungry sluts face as she mooed loudly like a cow in heat. “If you want it so badly, drag your dumb slut tits across this floor and spear yourself on my cock. Come on little slut, don’t you want it.” The man bobbed the heavy cock in front of Josie taunting her with the thick rock hard cock. Josie with the last of her strength, pulled herself across the cold facility floor, only one raving want in her head, the need to taste that cock, to feel every inch slide inside of her, to be brought to madness from the invasion of this massive rod. She felt her body tremble as it bloated around her, her mass becoming a parody of a woman, merely tits, ass and want. The woman Josie was gone to her need, gone to the inches melting away as the head of the cock slowly became within reach. Her tongue wrapped around it, slowly drawing it near, the man grunted as he let the first few inches push past the woman's tight mouth, felt her throat loosen as each inch pushed its throbbing way into her being. Her tongue massaged the massive log of cock deeper into her, helped milk the bulls thrumming vein deeper into her, as she was rewarded with the first taste of thick hot semen. She moaned, a vibration that milked more and more of the bull's enormous cock down her quivering body. When she felt the massive hands of the man grab the sides of her head and pull her closer. Even in her swollen state, tits as large as prize winning pumpkins overflowing with milk, ass so massive that its very jostling created a clapping sound, the beast of a man dragged her mass down his ever producing cock. He groaned with the effort of bottoming out on the cow slut. Holding her bucking body in place as he used her as a massive jiggling cock sleeve. Josie’s mooing through her mouth being fully extended around the base of the man's relentless pounding. His swaying testicles slapped hard against the swelling cleavage between his legs. Josie, new pure pleasure, a rough sort of swaying filled her mind as she felt wave after wave of spunk drain itself down her throat. Her eyes rolled back into her head as the massive man continued to fuck her senseless for what seemed like hours. The tape never stopped rolling as the man proceeded to rail relentlessly into the extremely exaggerated woman. It continued well into the morning as the clean up crew came in and helped to get Shelby and Ashley back to as normal a life as they could, with the new proportions they had developed. Josie happily decided to stay with the facility and the bull who bred her, becoming the staple of what was to come in the coming months at the facility.

[soulpervert]

Survivors Guilt

“Quick get in here”, Carrie yelled at both Adam and Sarah as she flung open the door to the abandoned apartment complex. The three of them scrambled inside quickly, continuing to scrap and cut up their already tattered clothing, and shut the boarded up door so that their pursuers wouldn’t be able to find them in the dim and the dark of the unused halls. The three survivors gasped for air, trying to muffle the sharp intake, as they heard the running and panting of the sex crazy fiends who sprinted past them howling in pleasure and ecstasy as they roared along the outside of their last minute hideout. As they gathered their breath, and took stock of their situation, they realized they would have to be camping here for the evening as there was no way that they could still travel in the evening when all the infected were most …active. 

“That was far too close, I think I could feel one of them breathing down my neck, right before we ducked that corner and sprinted like hell” Sarah sputtered out as she doubled over wheezing. She was a lean woman, no taller than 5’7’’ with a runner's build, lean legs barely covered up with ratty jeans that were scratched and ripped in places. Sarah, wore short cropped hair that was scattered all around in a nest from days of running and sleeping with one eye open. “We should have guessed that the mall would have had the highest number of infected, I have no idea where to go next?” Her flannel was mostly intact, but clearly dirty as hell, loosely opened around her chest, where Adam could see her breathing hard. Her abs loosely displayed as she heaved. She leaned back against the wall and stared at both party members, looking for a clue what to do next. Carrie was a short woman, only 5’2 heaving over on the ground next to Sarah, panting and almost crying with relief. She was the first to get grabbed when the infected snuck up on the party, if Sarah and Adam hadn’t kicked the infected in their volleyball sized nuts, they were sure that Carrie was going to catch the terrifying new virus. The infected man had her in a vice grip, after sneaking up behind her, while the party was trying to take a short break. The infected had slowly peeling off her now stained sweatshirt with a wicked grin, and a 2 foot cock throbbing with so much precum it seemed to ooze nonstop, was peaking up between Carrie’s legs coming from behind and spurting all over her front as she struggled. The nut shot had only stunned the muscle bound infected, but it was enough for Carrie to pull free and start running. With a much more round curve to her body, you’d almost think Carrie was pudgy, but that was only because her top half was taken up with two of the largest breasts Adam and Sarah had ever seen. Well, that was before the infection had changed what defined “largest”. “Carrie, did that monster get any of his corrupted… juices on you? Did he? gHe was leaking all over your sweatshirt before we got away, are you okay?” Adam asked as he stood to his full height, the breath returning to his chest. Adam was 6 foot and pretty scrawny, barely 170 pounds with light brown hair, and a scraggly bit of stubble. Despite only running into a few other non infected in the city, Adam was the only man that the three survivors had heard of not being infected. In fact, to his luck Adam may be the only immune person on the planet from the new virus infecting every person globally.

The Adonis virus was what it was called before everyone stopped watching the news, or reading, or much of anything that wasn’t relentless fucking, moaning, growing and eating, in that order. Hailed as the new beauty and physic product, Adonis was launched less than a month ago, a nanobot injection that taken one time, would transform you into a better, stronger, leaner, more seductive you. The product was popular and not so expensive that it was unobtainable, but most importantly the results were nearly overnight. The first batch of influencers looked unmistakably better in 24 hours, skin clearing up, pores closing, and a healthy glow. Within a week they had begun to sport bodies that only the ultra athletes and megastars could afford to slave over. Some males began sporting abs that would have taken months to obtain, or thick beards; some of the females tits had swelled up, asses had tightened and popped out and hair became more luscious. Within two weeks they had become ultramodels, some growing almost comically within the sexual limits, tits that looked like huge teardrops on one woman's body, and another man was sporting muscles like a comic book superhero. One influencer's cock had become so thick that it looked like a third leg was growing down his runway pants. He merely smiled and chuckled when the reporter brought it up, before kissing her passionately thrusting his tongue down her throat on live television as his impressive cock throbbed and flexed against the reporter's now soaking dress. Apparently she had nearly cum right there on the red carpet from the one outrageous kiss. Last anyone saw of that first reporter, she was sporting tits the size of beachballs with cork sized nipples topping them like bright red cherries and was sucking off the news anchor's massive cock as he groaned out his final message before erupting over the camera in a cumshot seen the world over. “There is no cure, only pleasure”. What no one could have predicted was that nanobosts had been spreading throughout the first wave to everyone who got close enough to get any semen, or pussy juice, or even sometimes saliva on their skin. Causing the host to become increasingly more sexual in their nature, more loose in their morals, more desperate in their lust, and more horny in their transformation. Till finally the virus took over completely and rewired the infected to be a slobbering sex drunk berserker bimbo or himbo, barely able to think coherently outside of cock, ass, pussy and cuming.  

Carrie, realizing that her hoodie was soaked in infected precum. Desperately, she rolled around attempting to free herself of the garment. Her body flailed around on the ground, tits jostling as she rolled. Sarah tried to help as Adam watched, sighing as he eventually helped too. He kept trying to tell the two girls to let him handle any bio problems so that they wouldn’t accidentally make contact with any substances. It was a miracle the two women hadn’t been infected yet, and each night when they went to sleep, they all took measurements to make sure they weren’t swelling in any areas, or that their skin wasn’t clearing up. That was the first usual sign of any infection. Twice the women had been ejaculated at by infected while they were running, and only by the grace of luck had the monster eruption not hit them as they ran. 

Adam had found out he was immune when his long term girlfriend at the time had caught the virus and brought it home. She had called him home from work as the problems were just starting to manifest around the world, when Adam had arrived over, she was covered up in a big hoodie, and sweatpants buried under some blankets faking being scared of the world. Adam had done his best to comfort her till he had passed out holding her shivering body as they watched the news of the world slowly losing themselves over to the virus. When he had awakened he was still exhausted from all night worrying about everything going on. He had awoken to an odd sensation around his cock. He cracked his eyes open to see his now swelled out girlfriend lapping at his erection. She had waited all night, hiding in the oversized clothing trying to hide her now thick tits and ass. Her body had doubled in mass, each of her tits were the size of small melons, her ass was bubbled out behind her and wobbling as she practically plunged her lips up and down Adams throbbing shaft. Her sweat shirt was pulled to the brim as her fat tits seemed to slosh back and forth with every plunge, her nipples were poking straight out in the soaked hoodie. Her ass was whale tailing hard as her cheeks had swelled up and were now pushing out of the confining cloth prison. She looked like a wet dream, Adam had barely woken up before his cock erupted down the eager bimbo's insatiable throat.

Her eyes lighted upon him as she slowly brought her lips around the head and popped off. She blew a big cum bubble and spat down on Adam’s still erect cock before lazily sliding her lips back down to the base gurgling pleasantly as her fingers pumped in and out of her dripping cunt. She was having trouble getting her hands in between her plushed out curves, as she was still man handling Adam’s impressively ridged cock. He was sure he had been infected. Of course he had, as he spent the next two days in a haze as his girlfriend continued to swell out in every direction getting hotter and hotter, as Adam stayed the exact same. By the second day, she had become a pillow princess, quite literally too large to move fast, her body had swelled out till her breasts were two huge beanbags of flesh. Her ass wobbled whenever she moved, and she was constantly reaching out to grab Adam. His cock never went down, he figured it had to do with constant exposure to infected pussy and mouth juices as his girlfriend never let him out of her sight. But Adam stayed the same, he never grew in size or in loss of control. This had been his saving grace, as his girlfriend was becoming more and more insatiable, guzzling at his cock with expert enthusiasm and fingering her permanently soaking cunt hourly. Most days he would simply awaken in the same spot that she had pinned him down before. As much as he was in ecstasy from his constantly growing girlfriend, He had developed a plan to escape involving getting another infected male to come fuck her while he ran out the back of their apartment. It hadn’t taken much to lure the testosterone bound hunk to his fuck pile of a girlfriend. He could hear the breaking of all the furniture as he ran for the door, the two mega adonis infected slut monsters had attacked each other in a frenzy as Adam booked it, cock still rock hard flopping in his sweats, out of his apartment. He had met up with the two girls later at an abandoned sporting goods store. When they saw that Adam wasn’t infected, they quickly brought him inside and they had been running together for about a week. Both of the girls had escaped similar situations. Sarah’s family had been infected while she was away on a weekend, when she came home her father and mother had been plowing her older sister in the front room, both had been sporting huge cocks and the sister looked to be a perfect cock sleeve rammed between them. The father was moaning as he blasted a huge load down her soaking and puffy cunt, while the mother had swelled out into a monstrous futa woman, plowing the slobbering mouth of her daughter as she howled. Sarah had mere moments to escape before both the parents had unsheathed themselves from the babbling cock sleeve of a daughter, who desperately attempted to pull them back into her, to lunge at her. She had slammed the door and bolted for her car to escape. Carrie, had been in college and was hiding as her dorm had slowly filled out with the virus, she had said she could hear fucking in every room of the student building and only snuck away when she had pulled the fire alarm leading to a soaking wet orgie of co-eds.. 

Adam pulled the soaked sweatshirt off of Carrie’s body, her sports bra barely held in her massive orbs as she still rolled around attempting to help, but in fact doing very little but get more dirt all over her body. Sarah pulled the sweatshirt out of Adam’s hands and threw it out the window of the apartment complex where it landed with a splurt before wiping her hands on her torn pants. “Calm down, it doesn’t look like you got any on your skin, or mouth” Adam said as he stood over top of Carrie and looked her over. Carrie, sniffled and hugged Adam abruptly. “I am so sorry, I was distracted back at the mall, and didn’t see the infected man till his cock was pressed all up against me.” She weeped and pressed herself deeper into Adam’s arms. His cock, twitched from the intimate moment, let alone the massive amount of cleavage now pressed between him and her bra. Sarah saw the exchange and felt a bit of jealousy as she wiped the wet spot away from her lips. idly Must have come off the sweatshirt she thought as she saw Carrie’s massive breasts.  “Okay, well we better find you a new top Carrie” Sarah blurted out quickly, as she hefted herself to her feet. Maybe there is an apartment we can sneak into that has some supplies. We need to get ready for sleep, and our nightly routine. Carrie was still buried into Adam’s chest sniffling, shivering against him. His cock had reached maximum erection and he was convinced it was wedged up right against the bottom of Carrie’s huge udders, but she didn’t say anything. Letting out a brief exhale, “You’re right. Carrie, it’s okay, we made it. You can thank me later, but right now we need to get somewhere safe to bunker down for the night. Sarah, why don’t you and Carrie scout ahead and I will make sure the back entrance is sealed up and that windows don’t let any prying eyes in.” Gently, he pressed Carrie away from him, as he did,  Carrie shifted and his hands sunk into her breasts as she let out a little moan. Her grip loosened and she quickly back stepped and pivoted towards Sarah. “Sorry, sorry” letting out a gasp, “Just got really, emotional right there.” Her foot dug into the ground as she looked helplessly about. Sarah grabbed her by the arm and drug her away from the scene. What no one had noticed was that this had all happened with Adam’s cock sticking out the top of his waistline, pulsing with precum. Adam watched as the two walked away, both looking a bit flustered. Adam turned around, realized his cock was out, and chuckled before he grabbed it and began to stroke it, while boarding up the windows. “Better get this out of the way before the two girls get back”. He hadn’t gotten off in days, from the sex crazed moments before his escape to now, the three of them had been running non stop. Sleeping only a little bit each night. But, for the first time, he had a moment, Adam took it. He thought about all the fucked up shit he had seen. Men with cocks as large as logs, to women with asses wobbling like yoga balls behind them. A sea of flesh, too much really, all sucking and fucking each other into oblivion. It was perverse, it was obscene, and it was about the hottest way the world could possibly go out. He stroked himself to completion, wishing the same wish had since the start of this thing. “I wish I could get the virus, I wonder what I would look like”. He chucked as he walked back to the women. 

Carrie was breathing heavily as they walked down the hallway. Her body was burning up, and she was unsure of the strange swelling she had felt just a minute ago between her breasts. Her head was confused, had she felt Adam’s cock. No, he was simply comforting her, had his hands sunk into her titties as he gently pressed her away? Carrie let out a little moan at the thought, as she adjusted her top for the third time in just as many minutes. And why couldn’t she stop staring at Sarah’s ass! The two had been searching rooms for the past 15 minutes and it was getting harder to not notice that her tits felt heavier. That she was getting less and less excited about finding a top to cover her breasts up with. How she was sure Sarah’s ass was looking thicker than last night, she would have to make sure she was the one who measured it tonight. She thought deviously as she watched Sarah pick her torn pants out of her ass walking with a little wiggle as she did. Lastly, and most importantly, how she was going to make sure Adam and her slept in the right next to her tonight. She had to thank him for helping to save her. It felt important that she thank him… he had saved her, and helped to tear off that sticky hoodie. 

Sarah had been checking room by room of the apartment, there were no sounds of fucking, or of creaking hulking himbos around any of the corners. Sure there were signs of the devastation in every apartment, torn clothing on the grounds, splatters of jiz across entire hallways. Broken beds and couches in every room. They had to maneuver in a way that they wouldn’t slip and fall into puddles or stains everywhere. She tried again to adjust her clothing so it wasn’t clinging to her so tightly, it must have ripped in a way that was making them tighter she thought, as she idly stepped around what appeared to be a crater in the hallway with ass prints pressed at the very bottom of the divit. She could hear Carrie breathing heavy behind her, she really must have been worn out by the run today. Not surprising with those two huge fun bags attached to her chest. Sarah was honestly surprised she had made it this far with those monster tits, if she had tits like that, she might have just let some juiced up Adonis man use her like a cock sleeve. Sarah stopped, wait a minute, that's not right is it? She didn’t want Carrie, let alone herself, to get turned into a fuck monster, right? She thought as her hands slowly slid down over her ass and again slowly trying to unpick the wedgie she was feeling crawling up her ass. She was about to turn around and run back to Adam to check how he was doing when Carrie bounced off her stopped body. “Oomph, watch it Carrie! You almost knocked me over, we have to be careful”, as she spun around she came face to face with Carrie, her breasts had begun to spill out all over her sports bra. Her nipples were thick and juicy, barely being covered up by the taught bra, each areola was peaking out dark pink against the pale flesh. It looked like two huge loaves of bread were heaving their way out of a too small bake pan. Carrie’s eyes were a bit glossy as she dumbly apologized. “Umm, sorry Sarah, was busy staring at you…. I mean where you were stepping, watching you wiggle, I mean jiggle, I mean ummmm, sorry.” Sarah barely heard a word of the mumbled apology. She was too busy looking deep into the mile of cleavage Carrie had on display, she thought about shoving her hand in between the massive orbs, or maybe just palming them a bit while she played with her nipple, no, sucked on her nipples. The two women looked deeply at each other, the only sound was deep breathing for a moment, the insatiable tension was slow building. Carrie’s body leaned forward, her tits wobbling before her, stretching her sports bra to its limit. Sarah’s hands slowly rose up, faintly grazed the bottom of Carrie’s breasts with her finger tips, her body tense with the sudden need. 

“Ummmm, what are you two doing?” Adam’s voice cut through the tension, the two women jumped. A clapping sound came from both of the women as they spun around to see Adam walking towards them, sloppily shoving his cock under his waist band as he approached the two women. Both women saw the large cocks outline barely hidden as Adam casually walked up to them, hand down the front of his jeans still adjusting the monster. Carrie was practically drooling, her eyes still tracing the outline as she leaned against Sarah. “You two are acting a bit weird. Are you both feeling okay?” Adam asked, as he noticed the swelling tit flesh puffing out of Carrie's bra, as well as the flustered Sarah shifting from leg to leg, ass wobbling behind her, whimpering slightly as Carrie's tits smushed against her frame. “Have we found an apartment clean enough to sleep in tonight? I'm getting tired and we still have to do our nightly checks.”. Adam walked right up to the women huddled together in the hallway. Watched as Carrie’s nipples slowly tented her bra, revealing more and more how aroused she was. Adam had gotten off twice walking the long hallways to find the ladies. He had seen the damage of bodies colliding in every doorway, and had smelled the musk permeating the entire building. He may be immune to the disease, but the effects didn’t stop him from being incredibly aroused. Sarah was literally groping on to Carrie as he got closer. The two women were eyeing him from head to cock and back again. “Umm, girls? Are you two okay? You seem a bit scared, or frazzled?” Adam groaned as he adjusted his jeans again mere inches away from the two flustered women. 

“Of course we have” Sarah stuttered as her eyes once again went to Adam’s eyes, before her hands flexed into Carrie’s tit flesh. Carrie, let out a small whimper with each handful Sarah squeezed. “This one right here” She gestured to the only door closed on the entire hallway. It was intact and even had a lock still on it. Not that it would do much if a bunch of Adonis infected monsters ran in here, but at least it would provide a bit of protection. Atleast, till morning Adam hoped. Sarah was barely holding it together. Why was she so warm, why had Adam’s cock been out? That wasn’t normal, was it? And why were Carrie’s tits so good to squeeze. She was lost in the softness of her companion's chest as Adam loomed over her. They had to find somewhere to rest, she was becoming delirious, that was it. Just exhausted, totally spent, and she hadn’t been fucked in days, and that was a shame as well. Especially with all the hunks and hotties out there right now, roaming the streets, with their huge bodies, and massive jiggly asses. Her thoughts went like that for a while. 

“Okay, well lets get inside and pray that it has running water. I know I could use a shower, and maybe it will have some clothing for us.” Adam gestured towards Carrie’s massive tits, still heaving in between Sarah’s hands. She was audibly panting, and Sarah had been staring off for a bit now. Adam was worried, the two women had become increasingly exhausted and haggard from running for days. They were as frazzled as he was. The world was going to hell, huge hung monsters and bimbo amazons were roaming the streets fucking everything they could. He was positive that if they all could get a good night sleep that things would be better in the morning. It was going to be a cold night, and he hoped the apartment had some blankets with that shower. He spun the two women around and walked them into the apartment. It was a small space with a standup shower and only one bedroom. The person who lived here must have been away when the virus took hold. The three locked the door behind them as they fanned out to explore the small space. With incredible luck the shower worked, but only cold water, and with a little searching the trio found some blankets, towels and even some meager supplies. “Alright, whose gunna take the first shower?” Adam said. “I will.” Carrie stammered “I have been hoping to get a shower after that infected had grabbed me. It was a horrifying feeling, that throbbing monster against me” She shivered at the mention of it.

 “I think we should do our measurements first!” Sarah stated. She had been holding it together well enough when they first walked in. But as they tidied up, she continued to complain about her clothing being totally ruined. “If I have to wear these filthy tattered jeans another minute I am going to scream.” As if on que, when Sarah tried to shift to show how badly they were torn the seams all along the ass ripped in unison. Adam and Carrie starred as Sarah’s ass jiggled into frame. It was clearly larger, more formed and thick. The tiny underwear was wedged so high inside of her ass it looked like floss. A soft moan whispered from Sarah's lips as she finally felt comfortable since escaping the infected. Adam hopped up, cock lurching down his pant leg as he did so. “Lets measure first and you two can argue who needs a shower more.” He looked over the exposed tits and ass and grunted with frustration. The small measuring tape they kept was well used. Carrie had owned it, and kept it on her. Adam rolled it out and began to wrap it around Sarah’s plump ass, as she had volunteered to go first. He was close, his body wrapping around the thick thighs as he watched her squirm. He got his arms all the way around her, noticing the shelf she was carrying behind her. He knew then, knew that there was no way Sarah wasn’t infected. It was easily more than 6 inches wider than it had been less than 24 hours ago. His cock let loose a thick glob of precum at the through. “Adam, you have been measuring for a minute…. Is everything okay.” Sarah said, staring down at the man whose body was now inches away from hers. She shuffled from foot to foot watching Adam as his eyes moved in rhythm to her bouncing curves. “Yeah Sarah, umm you look a little… umm thicker in some areas. How do you feel? He asked as he hefted up one of her ass cheeks in his palm. He had never done this before, the measurements had always been rather clinical in their takings. But, with the massive backside clearly showing the infection, he was suddenly less worried about it. Sarah, on the other hand, noticed immediately. Her body warmed up the moment Adam's hand grabbed her thick bubble butt. She wiggled just a little in his hands, his grip was strong and held her in place. Sarah could feel herself soak through the tiny thong wedged between her soaking lips. She moaned softly. “I feel really good Adam” She let out with a breathy voice. “I am sure it’s all the running around that has led to the little growth. Surely, it's not too big, is it Adam?” She whined as he palmed and needed her ass as she wobbled two and fro. “No, I am sure you are right, just a little growth from moving around.” He gave her ass a little slap and stood up. It was not a little growth, he could smell how turned on Sarah was, had felt how wet she was becoming with his hands on her. It had caused his cock to throb in its prison as he imagined how big Sarah would surely become. 

 “Okay, Carrie, your turn.” As Adam turned around he came face to face with Carrie’s huge tits. She had shucked off her sports bra, and was standing right behind him, her chest heaving in his direction. His cock nearly ripped from its tattered prison at the sight. Two huge flesh orbs were right at his chest height. Her nipples sat thick and erect on the huge orbs. Two giant areolas spread out, capping the mountain of flesh. Carrie, pressed herself right into Adam’s hands. “My turn!” She said huskily into his body as she sunk against him. It was impossible not to see the massive growth in size. Her bra was nearly shredded on the ground in front of her. Each breast was the size of a decent watermelon, and while they had always been massive, they had never been so big as to overcome Carrie’s body. She was a wobbling set of tits and little else. They had never measured each other nude before, but suddenly Sarah was standing right next to him, her hands already cupping and groping the huge tits before them. “I don’t know Carrie, your tits look humongous.” She hefted one of the massive tits up and let it slap back down. A small whimper escaped from Carrie’s lips. “I don’t think they are? They have always been massive. I bet if you measure them they would be the same size.” She smiled up at the two of them and shoved her chest out. It was clear that she had grown. Each breasts had gone up at least 2 cup sizes since they were last measured. Sarah looked at Adam, who also knew the problem. It would be less than a day or two before the Adonis Virus took over turning Carrie into a sex driven monster needing release every minute of every day, and Sarah wouldn’t be far behind her. The two worked together to wrap the tiny measuring tape around Carrie’s massive form. She wasn’t helping, either giggling or shoving the two tits into her friends faces or hands as they maneuvered around her. Adam was lost in thought as he capped the measuring tape around her breasts and had to adjust as Carrie kept making eye contact with him whenever he looked at her. Sarah wasn’t much help, she had twice stopped helping to stare at Carrie’s nipples in awe, two thick corks sticking straight out. As he put the measuring tape away, he tried to smile at the two ladies. They were both going to be drooling sex fiends soon, what should he do? He pondered it as the two women argued over who would shower first. Standing in front of him were two stunning women, arguing half naked. Suddenly a great idea took root. 

“Hey, I don’t care which one of you gets showered first, but I need to get out of these clothes myself. How about you two measure me and I can at least find something else to wear.” As he said this Adam stood up and proceeded to struggle out of his tattered jeans. He made sure to take a few extra seconds to reach down and slide inch after inch of his cock out from between his legs slowly and deliberately. Watching the two women's jaw drop as they oogled the man meat slowly being displayed in front of them. “Well? Come on ladies, aren’t you going to take the time to be thorough?” Before his drawers hit the floor, Carrie was already on her knees in front of Adam, she had the measuring tape in her hands and was slowly wrapping it around from the base of his throbbing slong in a spiral pattern to the tip. Her eyes seemed to be almost glazed over, her huge breasts heaved against his legs as his cock throbbed to its maximum size. The hefty cock pulsed thick and menacing as Carrie let her hands slide up and down the slab of meat in front of her. Adam was already leaking precum all over the measuring tape and now in the slight fingers of Carrie, who seemed reverent in her adoration and lust.. Sarah protested weakly from behind, fingers tracing the outline of her soaking clit. Her pussy clearly outlined with a dripping cameltoe as it wedged a thin thong between her needy pussy lips. “Carrie, that’s not going to get an accurate measurement, you silly slut. God, you are such an air head, with those huge tits out.. Here, let me help you with that.” Sarah came over and began to unwind the roll of tape as Carrie continued to stare. Her mouth gaping open, her tongue lolling out flicking towards the beast in front of her. As her hands continued to slide up and down gracefully. Sarah was having trouble with the big titted bimbo in the way, as well as doing it one hand, since her other was now knuckle deep in her thick cunt, thong pulled aside as she fumbled with herself and the tape. Her ass was wobbling from side to side as she bounced around Carrie drooling on her knees. She could see that Carrie was panting, lips mere moments away from the head of Adam’s thick shaft pointing straight out at her, daring her, practically begging her to suck it down. Adam didn’t say a word as the two women fussed about. Finally after shoving Carrie back and physically putting herself between the two Sarah could bend over and measure the thick cock. “See, we are fine, Adam, your perfectly thick cock, is the exact same size as it was yesterday.” Still bent over staring at the throbbing erection with measuring tape in hand, Sarah was suddenly shocked as she felt Carrie’s tongue slide between her wobbling cheeks and begin to lap at her thickening ass. She moaned, her body bent over hoving inches away from Adams cock as she was ass fucked by Carrie’s wiggling tongue. It felt incredible, her mind was drifting away as she lost herself to the wiggling member piercing her wobbling ass. “Are you sure?It looks a little bigger, I don’t think you could get your whole throat around it? I mean, yesterday I thought, maybe. But, now? It may need another check.” Adam said sarcastically as he pumped his hips causing the cock to bounce up and gently slap Sarah in the face. 

He had been watching Carrie rise up from being shoved back. Her breasts slapping back against her as she crashed into the ground, and instead of being frustrated by the sudden interruption to her losing herself to worshiping his cock had been greeted by the sight of Sarah’s exposed ass. It had taken her a mere second to slam her face into Sarah’s ass and begun her assault. He saw her hands groping back and forth from ass to breasts as Carrie began to blubber like a slut in heat, face buried between two growing globes of flesh. He watched in mute ecstasy as Sarah moaned and began to deep throat his pulsing rod. Her body was already beginning to form into an Adonis body. Her ass was beginning to swell out behind her like a Brazilian butt lift, her flesh piling on pounds of ass meat, it would take a few days, but he was sure she was going to turn into some absurd big bootied anal slut. She was alternating between throwing the massive ass back clapping it around Carrie as she dove more and more furiously into the crevasse of booty, and rocking forward, swallowing every inch of thick iron man meat in front of her. Sarah' s ass flesh literally slapping Carrie silly as she gasped for breath between her desperate attempt to get deeper. Groaning, Adam could feel the erupting growing in his balls, the white hot heat of ejaculation was rising up and he and Sarah knew it. She looked up at him, a glimmer of the old her still in there, her eyes desperate for him, lost in confusion and lust. She made eye contact right as he thrust himself down to the very base. Sarah’s lips felt the first pulse right at the base. Felt the throb as the load pushed past her lips and rushed down the cock invading her throat. She could feel a thick hot load from base to tip, push her throat apart before erupting down her. At the same exact moment, Carries tongue pushed deep inside of her. Her hands still in her pussy soaking and finding more and more purchase as her hips, ass and pussy thickened out. Her body was on fire as the virus rewrote her genetic code to need this sensation. To be lost in being the big assed slut she was, a needy cock whore who would beg and plead to be stuffed from both ends. She could feel her mind telling her this was her know. That this ground shaking orgasam was the last thing she would do as herself, before becoming who she was meant to be. 

Adam had grabbed Sarah by her hair and was throat fucking her savagely as he continued to stay hard. His hips pounding a rhythm as Sarah babbled and let the thick member completely ravage her. This sluts infection would guarantee that Adam wouldn’t go down anytime soon as he continued to pour load after load down her softening throat. As he thrust again, Sarah popped off tumbling backwards shaking and moaning into Carrie who tumbled backwards, legs sprawled out again presenting a pristine soaking wet cunt. Her huge tits had been in the way of getting to her incredibly plush cunt as she tormented Sarah, and now it was spread before Adam who was still pumping out on the floor in front of him. Sarah was pinning Carrie down by accident, mumbling about needing more and more, panting and gasping as she kissed Carrie underneath her, her lips glazed with his cum. The two were lost in each other, groping and grabbing each curve. Sarah had latched on to Carrie’s massive knockers and was sucking hard on the cork sized nipples. Carrie howled, a guttural scream as her tits continued to grow in size. Adam unceremoniously got down on the floor and pushed his ramrod into the boiling wet pussy presented to him. Carrie lost it. She was no longer fully conscious, just a mindless slut needing to be fucked. She knew that now, had always known that. For years, she had tried to hide her tits, ashamed of the obscene breasts she was given. Secretly knowing what they were for, knowing deep down she had always wanted to be fucked. Completely and utterly destroyed, she wanted to be a submissive big titted whore. She wanted to be absolutely owned, utterly humiliated and taken. Now, with this perfect cock from Adam, she finally could let go. She could be nothing but pleasure to others, no more hiding, only fucked, as she lifted her other titty to her plush lips and sucked hard on her own nipple. Sarah was lapping and biting the other as Adam began to furiously pump into Carrie. He hadn’t stopped cumming and already her pussy was sopping wet, gushing everywhere as Adam spanked and fingered a moaning and wobbling Sarah. 

Hours would pass, then days, the two women taking turns worshiping the thick cock of Adam as he laid back. Because he didn’t have the virus, he wasn’t gifted with the insatiable stamina of the two women, but his cock never flagged. He groaned as the two women continued to swell out in front of him, each becoming huge parodies of themselves. When Sarah wasn’t bouncing her massive ass up and down on his cock, she was deep throating every inch as Adam lapped lazily at her puffy pussy. Her ass had grown to an absurd size two globes of flesh that would have put any shortie at the club to shame now followed her around everywhere she walked. Her ass was gaping and constantly needed to have something stuffed into it, or she would go into hysterics. Her lips had thickened two making it hard for her to talk, not that she said much besides cock and screaming. Carrie, had exploded outwards, she was more tit than woman at this point, two massive almost beachball sized tits now dominated her chest. Her body had stayed short and chubby, a cute bubble butt stuck out behind her, and her cunt had puffed out to be thick and permanently soaking wet. She would wait in the corner one breast in her mouth sucking on her own nipple as she desperately attempted to get her hands between the folds of her slick pussy. She watched Sarah fuck Adam over and over, staring right at his cock disappearing in and out of Sarah, over and over till Sarah collapsed and would crawl and whimper over offering Adam her other breast as she laid back and whined for cock. She would spread her legs hoping Adam would want to fuck her, needing him to want her. Sometimes he would, sometimes he would laugh and tease her, making her whine and moan, but denying her his glistening cock. Sometimes Sarah would be kind and lap at her while Adam slept, other times she would make Carrie pleasure her till she came all over Carrie’s face, moaning and grinding her clit against the submissive slut. Adam rarely had a moment’s rest, but after a few days he finally had a chance to escape as the two sluts rutted around. He groaned as he shoved his still hard cock into his newly acquired pants and snuck out. Marking the building on his way out, in case he wanted to come back. He was sad to leave, but he hadn’t eaten in two days and was running low on supplies in the fuck nest. The two women seemed to survive on cum and sex alone he chuckled. He ducked into a supermarket attempting to find something to eat, when he bumped into a petite red head hiding in the supermarket. Maybe this time he would make it more than a few weeks, he thought as he introduced himself and slowly stepped back trying to be unintimidating. 

[quepechotes]

LovelyLilith

[orangeorc]

“Hey shorties. Penny here. First things first, no, the camera is not at a low angle. I’m taller a lot taller? How tall? Well…”

She tugged at the bottom of her shirt, which was really more of a jog bra. 

“This is the same sweater I was wearing last week. Remember? Now it barely fits over these giant, growing tits of mine…”

She started peeling her shirt up.

“I’m eight feet tall. More than that, actually, since I measured myself this morning and I felt myself getting bigger in the shower. That dinky little shower head barely reaches these tits of mine…”

She finished hiking up her shirt.

“Oh yeah, my boobs. They’re growing faster than the rest of me… as big as I am, these fell bigger to me. Remember the blue bikini I was wearing in my first video? How it covered my itty-bitty-titties completely? I technically can’t even fit into it anymore. I had to tie a shoelace to the back to make the the loops reach… otherwise I wouldn’t have even been able to get it on… hmmm…”

She shimmied for the camera.

“You know what I want? I think that I want to get bigger…”

She licked her lips.

“I want all of you start sharing this live stream right now. Reblog it, link it, whatever. I don’t care. And while you do it, worship me.”

The chair underneath Penny’s overflowin posterior grunted. She was getting too heavy for it. 

“Every time you say my name,  every time you think of me, I get bigger. So think about me…”

Her soft breasts started overflowing the already tight, overburdened bikini top. 

“That’s it…. good worshippers… make Penny big… make… Penny… big…”

Penny smiled as the bikini top snapped off of her, and her already absurd breasts bulged towards the camera. There was clacking noise as her expanding flesh began to press the keyboard. 

The chair snapped under her. She landed with a house-rattling *thud*, and when she stood up, she had grown even larger than her previous eight feet tall… her head brushed the ceiling. 

Hundreds of new eyes were finding her every second, and all the attention was making her grow… and grow… and grow…

She tried to squat down, but there wasn’t enough room for her. Her fattening ass smashed her bed and the wall behind her, while her breasts crushed her desk and computer even as she grew too big and burst through the walls and ceiling. 

“Bigger!” she moaned in a gargantuan voice, even as the feed shut out. “Make… me… bigger!”

The ecstasy of growth was paused when she hit 50 feet tall. Looking down, she had accidentally stepped on the part of her house’s wifi router…meaning she’d lost the live feed. 

No problem! People were coming out of their houses, helicopters with news cameras were appearing… already she could feel herself quaking with another spurt as more and more eyes fell up on her. 

She was going to be huge.

[hbombcollector]

[orangeorc]

“Hey, take a picture of me and Kara grabbing each other’s boobs!” said Lena. 

“Really?” you said. 

“Really?” asked Kara, staring at her blonde friend in mild confusion. 

“Yeah!” said Lena. “It’s be fun! Get in here!”

Lena scooched in and put her hands right on her Kara’s breasts. Kara seemed a bit taken aback, then shrugged and put her hands on Lena’s red bikini top. 

“Ready?” asked Lena. “Snap the photo in 3… 2…”

Without warning, Lena shot up six inches taller. Her breasts expanded, pushing Kara’s hands away, 

“1!” said Lena, as you snapped the photo. A moment before, the two of them had been almost exactly the same size. Now Lena towered over Kara, and dwarfed her breasts with her own substantial assets. 

Kara looked Lena up and down. 

“Why, Kara, whatever are are you looking at?” asked Lena innocently. 

“Really? We’re doing this?” asked Kara. 

Lena didn’t respond. She just giggled, and gave her shorter friend a pat on the head. 

“All right, fine,” said Kara, sighing and rolling her shoulders like she was limbering up. She turned her head to look right at you. 

“Take another picture!” she said, stepping forward and grabbing Lena’s breasts again. 

“And 3… 2…”

Kara exploded upward. She rocketed past Lena’s head, Her breasts inflated, as big as bowling balls, right into Lena’s face, smacking Lena and pushing her back into the railing. 

You looked at the second photo, an action shot of Lena falling away from an immense amazon. 

Lena was looking up at the nearly seven foot Kara. Kara’s breasts were so big the bulged out of her bikini top. 

Lena looked overwhelmed for a moment… then smirked and straightened. 

“Should I just-”

“Nope!” said Lena. “Stay there! Take another photo.”

She grabbed Kara’s giants breasts, grinning sinisterly from ear to ear. 

“Okay… I’m gonna snap this in 3… 2…”

“Now!” said Lena, rocketing upwards. Her breasts grew, tearing off her bikini top, getting rounder and heavier. Her hips widened, snapping off the bottom of her bikini. 

Kara tried to struggle as Lena grew up… and up… and up… she put her hands under Kara’s armpits, lifting Kara up off the ground. As Kara thrashed, Lena grew to eight, nine, ten, eleven feet tall.

Lena laughed as Kara struggled. 

“Aw, Kara!” said Lena in a syrupy voice. “You’re so widdle!”

“Can I leave?” you asked. 

“Take another fucking picture!” said Kara, thrashing. 

Lena giggled, planting Kara’s face into her chest, smothering her head between her colossal breasts. 

“Uh…” you said, lifting your phone and snapping another photo. 

Kara exploded out of her top, rocketing above Lena to an immense fifteen feet tall. She wrapped her giant arms around Lena’s head, squeezing Lena’s head between her bean bag sized breasts.

You felt the wooden deck under you creaking and bending. It occurred to you these girls were getting extremely heavy. 

“Ladies, I-”

Lena managed to worm free a split second. 

“Photo!” she said, gasping for breath. 

You obeyed instinctively. 

Lena laughed as she grew free of Kara’s grasp, the deck breaking under her incredible weight. 

You landed on the shore underneath. Both girls landed in the water with a giant splash. 

Kara came up first, hip deep in the middle of the lake, looking around for Lena. 

Lena emerged behind Kara, rising slowly, standing up and up and up… she was more than twice Kara’s height, nearly forty feet tall. She tapped Kara on the shoulder.

“Sonuva-” started Kara

“Boobie flop!” said Lena, dropping tits-first onto Kara, pressing her flat into the water. Kara struggled as Lena lay on top of her, forcing her face under the water with the giant breasts. 

“Get up!” laughed Lena, smothering and drowning Kara with her breasts. 

You really wanted to run for it, but you were kind of worried about the fact Kara might die. 

“Goddammit…” you said, snapping another photo.

“Uh-oh, Kara! You’re getting pretty-” started Lena, moments before Kara grew more than a hundred feet tall. 

“Crap…” said Lena, realizing she was suddenly between two giant breasts nearly as big as she was. 

Kara sputtered, and it actually took her a moment to realize she was bigger again. 

“You tiny bitch!” said Kara, standing up and lifting a writhing Lena over her head. You saw her bracing for a knee-slam and snapped another photo.

Lena grew to 200 feet tall, smashing Kara into the lake again. 

“Fuck!” you said, snapping again, trying to level them out. “Why… can’t I… even… them… out!”

Both of them grew, bigger and bigger, each of them as long as the lake, thrashing and writhing as each struggled to be bigger. 

They both stopped growing suddenly, each of them more than 1,000 feet long, with breasts as big as office buildings. They both looked down at the beach at you. 

“I’m out of memory!” you shouted, raising your hands helplessly. They went back to wrestling, rolling over towards your side of the beach with alarming speed…

[getbiggerlady]

[orangeorc]

“Let me take a look babe…” you said, from outside the changing room. 

“It’s too tight!” she whined. “I feel fat!”

“Let me just take a look…” you said.

Shyly, you’re seven-foot-tall girlfriend lumbered out of the changing room, stepping as softly as she could.

She was bursting out of the large dress the store had had in stock. 

“See what I mean?” she said. “Clothes are getting too small for me!”

You smiled at her, genuinely enjoying the way the tiny white dress showed every curve.

“I don’t care whether that fits you or not, you look beautiful in it?”

“Really?” she said, blushing. “Even though I’m too big, you think I look… that I look…”

“What’s the matter?”

“It’s getting tighter…” she groaned. 

As you watched, her cleavage bulged higher and higher, forcing the zipper on the bust down. 

The dress she was trying on rode even higher up her thighs, tightening and stretching… before snapping entirely. 

The dress fell to the floor as she lurched towards the ceiling, eight feet tall and bustier than ever.

“Oopsie…” she said, kicking aside the torn dress with her foot. “I got even bigger…”

“Wow…” you said, trying and failing to find a pose where you weren’t visibly erect. 

“This is your fault!” she teased, pointing down at you. “You made me feel pretty! You know what happens when I feel good about myself like that…”

“You get bigger,” you said.

“And hornier…” she replied, grabbing you by the shoulders and slowly pushing you onto the ground. 

“Wait, whoa… we’re in public!” you said, looking around.

“I don’t care!” she replied as she tore your clothes off. “I’m so big I can do whatever I want! Maybe if you weren’t always saying and doing nice things to make me grow like this, you’d still have a say in the matter!”

You stopped resisting, and she started fucking you with surprisingly gentleness. 

“You do love me!” she said, feeling you throb inside of her. “You really do! You love me and think I’m beautiful and… and… oh, god…”

She sighed, and grew even bigger on top of you. You heard people gasping, and looking to find help, but didn’t much care. 

You hoped she wasn’t going to grow every single time you came inside of her like this…

She’d already outgrown the clothes she came to the store in, and at this rate she was going to outgrow the store itself…

[thebetterpartoftheinternet]

[orangeorc]

You stared in disbelief as your once-tiny, once peckish girlfriend ladled eggs, vitamins, and your why protein into her “super grow mix.”

“You’re… kinda taking a lot of that…” you said.

“It isn’t doing anything for you,” she said bluntly. “If anything, you’ve gotten stringier lately.”

She dumped the rest of the powder into her mix. 

“This morning, I tried to pull my new pants up, and my ass was too big. that’s the fourth time this week. This shirt? It used to be just a shirt. Now it’s a belly shirt, and it’s my only shirt that hasn’t exploded from these.”

She cupped her gargantuan breasts.

“I outgrew those DDD’s I bought. I don’t know how big I am, and frankly getting fitted isn’t worth it anymore.”

She put the pan to her lips, and started slucking it all down.

“This isn’t normal! Normal women… normal people… don’t start growing like this when they’re 26! Do you have any idea what’s happening to you?”

“Don’t know, don’t care!” she said, finishing her slurry and wiping her lips. She patted her muscular stomach, bulging with her first protein shake of the day…

Her body made a weird grumbling noise, and began to physically quiver. 

“Oh, wow…” she said, grabbing her stomach. “Something’s happening…”

She shot up, six inches taller. Her chest ballooned forward, and her shirt finally tore in long holes between her breasts.

She wobbled as her hips widened, and her already tight panties stretched to the absolute limit. 

“Holy shit!” she said, gazing down at her body. “I think… I think I’m taller than you now!”

She stepped closer to compare, and sure enough she had to look down at you.

“God, that felt good! And wouldn’t you know it… I’m hungry again!”

Licking her lips, she threw open the fridge, and grabbed you stack of pre-packaged, high calorie meals.

She tore open the one labeled “Tuesday,” sucked it in greedily, and threw aside the tupperware. At once she grew two inches taller.

“Those are… mine…”

“I’m growing! Sweetie, if I want it, it’s mine!” 

She belched, then laughed when her shirt exploded off of her. 

“God, I’m getting huge…”

You watched, helplessly, and your girlfriend ate two weeks worth of meals, and grew until she towered over both you and the fridge. 

Seven feet tall, and change. 

“And I’m still hungry…” she groaned. “Oh, honey… whatever’s happening to me… it’s only getting started…”

She tore open the cupboard and began inhaling can after can of food.

You watched, helpless, as she ate… and grew… and ate… and GREW…

[outgrowingeverything]

All time classic and one of the hottest stories out there

[soulpervert]

Second Puberty: Water Park SplashDown

Amy was excited and a bit nervous to be wearing this small of a bikini. As she once again attempted to make sure it covered her whole breast, and not just half her nipples. It had been a hot summer, and everyone was cooling off the best they could, Splashdown, the new adults only water park, had been offering relief and fun for the community. Marketed as the new hip place that “Catered to a childfree experience, where we catered to Adult Swim only” had become the place to hangout. Her friends Sabrina and Kelsey had been pressuring her to go there with them. The two of them shamelessly wanted to go hunting for boys, and Amy was sure they were going to “dress for the hunt” as Sabrina would have put it. Amy, was a pert blonde with a great body, she was in the gym often working on keeping her figure, but was never obsessed. As Amy packed up her beach bag, and adjusted the tiny bikini slowly sliding up her ass, she checked her phone for the weather and news and saw something about how it was going to be a scorcher today, a perfect day for a dip in the water, she also saw tiny notifications about something going on with the water supply in the town, but as she was about to click on the notification, her friends texted her “ETA, we want to get there before all the good spots are taken Amy!”. Amy just rolled her eyes and headed out to her car to go get the other girls. 

As the girls arrived at the water park and met up with a whole bunch of friends and acquaintances they knew, as apparently every non working adult had the same idea to go to the water park today. As the three women started making their way to the front gate of the park, Amy noticed two extremely huge men in bulging tight business suits hurrying away from the park. Their huge forms seemed to dominate the space around them, and their black business suits looked nearly painted on to their huge bodies. They strode away from the park quickly as the roaming guests began to arrive at the parks opening. They wouldn’t have been nearly as interesting alone, but between the two men was a woman. She was a blonde bimbo of a women, if Amy was using that word correctly. She had two massive basketball shaped tits jutting from her chest, a tiny white lab jacket comically stretched around the two massive orbs. Her ass was a shelf that swayed behind her with her every stumbling step. The woman was desperately attempting to get her hands under the two mens clothing, her fingernails long and deeply painted seemed to be clawing at the mens clothing as they moved away from the park, and Amy caught the swelling of a flashlight in the man closest to hers pocket, or atleast Amy assumed it was a flashlight considering how huge it was down the mans leg. 

“Amy! You have the tickets space brain!” Kelsey bumped into Amy as they got to the head of the line of guests attempting to enter the park. “Sorry, I was lost in thought, did you two see the men walking that woman out of the park over there?” Amy asked as she refocused on her friends. Kelsey, looked over to were Amy was looking, just as the two men shoved the bimbo into a black van and hefted themselves in themselves. Kelsey was sweet heart, diminutive in stature, and with the most luscious lips Amy had ever seen. She was cute and short, and always a little shy, but she had a killer body. Amy thought of her as a little sister. “Kind of? I was checking out all the people showing up today, it’s gonna be packed.” “Yeah, and look at all the men here, god, there are some studs walking around that I can’t wait to drop my towel in front of” Sabrina smiled mischievously. Sabrina was the opposite of Kelsey, were Kelsey was demure and sweet, Sabrina was a horny fire cracker, with a bubble butt to match any model, Sabrina was a horn dog from hell. Amy couldn’t remember the name of the last 4 of her boyfriends, because none of them lasted more than 2 months before she had another. But, she was a good friend and despite her insatiable lust for cock, she was hilarious and good natured. The girls got in the gates of the park, and began to shuffle their way towards a good spot central to most of the action. The new park was incredible, Splashdown had a wave pool, lazy river, many water sliders, and plenty of water gun arenas. The showers were centrally located, towards the large pool in the middle of the park, and so were the bars that were staffed by happy employees wearing the smallest of swimsuits. The ladies settled down after grabbing a few drinks and some refillable water bottles and spreading out their towels and applying sunscreen. An hour or so in, Amy once again picking her thong out from between her cheeks (seemed to be happening more often) found herself staring at all the guests in the park. Amy would have told anyone that she was people watching, but if she was being honest she couldn’t take her eyes off of all the hotties that were here at the park today.  Kelsey was laying next to her sunbathing spread out with her feet dangling into the water. While Sabrina was once again filling up their waters, and flirting with the same guy behind the counter. Amy stared at Sabrina’s ass, and was sure that thong had fit better this morning. 

She watched as Sabrina wiggled back and forth flirting shamelessly with the stud behind the bar. Then to Amy’s utter surprise, Sabrina’s hand sneakily dove into the shorts of the man she was talking to. Sabrina continued to flirt and coo over the hot bartender, as her hand slowly stroked up and down underneath his shorts. The bulge forming in his shorts was sizable and Amy could almost see the head of his cock poking out from the hem of his shorts when Sabrina slid her hand out quickly, grabbed up their drinks and skipped her bubble butt back towards Amy. She could see behind her jiggling form, that the man was still incredibly erect, but that other women had already started to ask him for his services. She even thought she saw one woman with a truly massive set of tits go behind the counter where she couldn’t be seen.

 “What's up buttercup!” Sabrina smiled as she brought each of the girls their drinks. Kelsey, immediately brought the straw to her lips and began to suck slowly at the water as her body stretched out in the sun. Her lips slowly engulfing around the straw caused Amy to sit open mouthed for a moment before she snapped back to Sabrina. “So, who's your new friend, you can’t help but manhandle in front of everyone?” Amy asked, as Sabrina brought herself down to her towel next to the girls, a bit more of her ass swelling out around her. Damn, she looks great though Amy as she adjusted her top, for what felt like the hundredth time since she had got out of the water earlier, and took a long sip of the water. “IDK, he was just the guy serving the drinks, kind of cute though. Why, you want me to go get his number” Sabrina ribbed back with a smirk. “Well, I figured since you had your hands all over his cock, you’d know his name, or maybe have gotten his number. Geez Sabrina, how much of a total slut are you?”. Sabrina looked at Amy for a long moment. “Did I have my hands all over his cock?” Sabrina blinked, then took a long drink of water before seeming to remember. “I guess I did, it was kind of just throbbing there in his shorts. I dunno, I guess it seemed nice to help him out a bit.” Amy sat stunned for a moment. Did her friend just give out a free hand job to a stranger, because it was a nice gesture? That seemed…. Wrong? Off? Nice? She was still taking that in, when she heard the loud smack of Kelsey finishing her drink. Her lips still sucked softly at the empty straw, but her eyes showed a level of disappointment. “Well, lovelies, I am parched and far too hot in this weather” Kelsey began, “I think we might as well get wet and cool off. We could go to the waterpark area and get soaked and check out for some hotties.” Kelsey looked off towards the splash area, where lots of people were running around and spraying each other, splashing around in the pool.

 It looked almost completely normal, like any other day at the park, but Amy was barely aware of some oddities. For one, everyone seemed to be in a really great mood, lots of people were laughing and flirting with one another, hell a few people were actively making out in the water fountains and splash areas. Hands groping all over each other and barely within the guidelines for decency at a midnight club, She knew that SplashDown was an adult water park, but this seemed a little excessive. So much flesh was on display it was mesmerizing. Amy knew she had picked a tiny bikini to show off in, but she almost considered herself a bit of prude when looking at what was on display in front of her. 

The two women posing up against the water attractions had two of the largest asses Amy had ever seen. The tiny fabric spread across them to keep them decent would barely have covered their cunts, and yet it was holding on valiantly. The women were shaking their ass at any man or even woman who would look at them. They moaned like they were in heat, and some men even came by and slapped them as they walked by. Amy was starring as they walked by, and saw Sabrina walk over and proceed to spank both of the women, making their ass jiggle more than once, before snapping their tight little thong and walking back to the group. “Damn, did you see the way that sluts ass jiggled! Almost lost a hand in that thing!” Sabrina laughed, and proceeded to spank Amy. A little whimper shot out of Amy unwillingly, surprising them both. Amy turned beat red, and tried to hide how good that felt, and also how much ass Sabrina had hit. “Come on you two! I wanna get wet” Kelsey laughed and sprinted towards the attractions and began to splash to two girls as they got closer. The three of them ran around, flirted with boys, lots of boys, even some other girls, got some sun, got wet again and finally laughed their way up to the bar, soaking wet and smiling. 

The bartender was just getting out of a quick rinse off it seemed, as he met the girls at the tiki looking shack. He was huge, almost 6’2’’ and hulking with muscle, and now dripping wet in the heat of the sun. Amy wasn’t sure he could even swim with all the muscle he was packing. He was tan skinned with a strong jawline, and a smile that made all three of the women squirm a little as they sat down. Without a word, he poured four shots of tequila out in front of him and pushed them to the girls. “Drinks are free for such pretty girls” He winked as he smiled and downed his own shot. Sabrina winked right back and downed the shot without breaking eye contact. Amy watched as Kelsey, without using her hands, bent over the bar, letting her tits spill out as she wrapped her lips around the shot glass, raised her head back and downed it. Sabrina stared and then began to laugh as she pointed at Kelsey’s tits jutting out no longer contained in her bikini. Kelsey’s head came forward to meet the bartender's eyes, lips still wrapped all the way around the shot glass giving her a huge O shaped mouth. Amy also noticed with some amazement that Kelsey’s tits seemed a lot larger than before. In fact, now that she was looking at her friends she realized they had all changed a bit. Kelsey’s normally diminutive stature was plumped out significantly, her tits that were barely B’s before seemed to be well into the D’s and topped with two cherry sized nipples. Her lips had also swollen significantly as Amy saw, when she popped the shot glass out from between them, smiling at the bartender, as she desperately attempted to get her tits put away, with little success.

They were two lucious petals that split into a smile that looked inviting and kissable, yet strangely sexual. “Don’t worry about it babe” Said the Bartender as he reached over and pulled the little strings holding it on her body. “Lots of people are going topless today, plus with those tits, I wouldn’t want you wearing anything” He smiled, cupped each of Kelsey’s tits once, and began to pour them all another round of drinks. Amy could see Sabrina eyeing him like a piece of meat after he brought his hands back. Amy could also see that Sabrina was quite literally fingering herself behind the bar as she watched. If Kelsey had gotten tits, then Sabrina had gotten all ass. It was a cake overflowing the sides of the stool that they all sat on, her bikini looked like string at this point, and was clearly losing the battle of holding in Sabrina’s lust. She was actively panting, staring at the bartender as she played with herself. The bartender realizing the heat pulsing off the woman in front of him merely shrugged and began to pull his cock out. Kelsey and Sabrina scrambled off their chairs to be the first one to reach the throbbing cock. Amy stared in disbelief not only at the brazen horniess of her two hot friends, but also the sheer size of the cock brought before her. It was almost as if she had never seen a cock before this one. The bartender grunted as he hefted the small baseball bat from its wet prison between his legs, and left it throbbing on the bar top in front of them. Kelsey dove head first towards it mouth wide open desperate to wrap her lips around the pulsing behemoth before her. Sabrina had thrown herself off her stool and had clearly attempted to run around the bar, but was completely thrown off by her suddenly wobbly backside, and the fact she still had her hand down the front of her bikini. Amy watched in mute horror and some level of lust as her two compatriots began to lavish the man's beast of a cock. Kelsey was using her new and improved lips and breasts to wrap herself around the man's cock, letting inch by inch slowly drive their way down her throat, as she gagged and moaned like she was in heat.

 Amy sat back at the bar and lifted her drink to her lips as she watched Kelsey began to shiver with orgasam, as the bartender grabbed the girls hair and drug her to the base of his cock and proceeded to face fuck her as he groaned loudly. Her tits pressed against the bartop spread out beneath her as she attempted to take the savage fucking, while her tongue flickered out around the base of the mans cock. Sabrina was desperately humping his back end, as she bounced back and forth like a stripper at a club. Ass flesh clapping like a dinner bell to everyone around. Amy’s eyes began to sweep around and take in the surroundings. Everyone was already deep in some sort of lust. Over the past few hours of playing in the park it was clear that something had happened. Over by the Lazy River was a woman with tits the size of blow up matresses being hefted out of the river by 4 absolutely adonis of men, cocks buldging out of their tiny speedos as they attempted in vain to lift the woman on to dry land.

She was babbling about not being able to reach her cunt, and that she was so needy to be crammed full of cock. One of the adonis, merely shifted his hips and proceeded to start pounding into the immoble women's cunt. She howled and thanked him as the other men proceeded to begin fucking her massive tits. 

An absolute bimbo of a woman was standing in the water merely waiting. She was completely nude, not that any bikini or swimsuit would ever fit over her gigantic proportions, her tits appeared to be two massive medicine balls jutting out over her thin frame, her ass was so large that it stood out a full foot behind her body. She looked lost, almost unsure of what to do in the sea of flesh and bodies spanning in front of her. Amy almost got up from her table where her friends were busy pleasing this complete stranger, Kelsey had already taken a few loads from the cock down her throat and was catching a breather, while the man had bent Sabrina over the bar and was pounding away at her ass like there was no tomorrow. Sabrina was attempting to seduce another man to fuck her in the face while her jumbo bubble butt was being rammed deep. Amy let her fingers dip into her own snatch as her tits finally snapped the now micro bikini she had been wearing. She watched the bimbo as a bull of a man emerged from the pool and swoop up to the lost lust bomb.

He hefted her over his shoulder, letting her head and lips dangle towards his chubby beef log of a cock. Her ass was near his head and he causally spanked and groped her ass and cunt while she plunged her upside down body down to reach his bleching cock. Amy thought she heard the bull groan as he waddled off, cock latched on to by an insatiable cum guzzling bimbo. She smiled, and took another sip of her drink. Everywhere she looked she saw insatiable lust, huge over blown bodies, next to sexual enhancements. Some women had blown up into bimbos, others had swelled into muscle mommies. Men with huge cocks just dragging between their legs and they desperately attempted to find another woman to fuck. Amy, was reaching her own climax at the sight of it all. She had realized her own breast had swelled well past Kelsey’s, she had already been top heavy, but now she was rocking breasts that could only be described as the tear drops of giants, topped with huge areolas that seemed to be leaking milk. Her cunt had become incredibly wet and dripping, needy and empty as her fingers were no longer filling the need. She hoped off the bar stool and began to wander, mouth open, fingers desperately flitting against her clit, as she moaned and whimpered across SplashDown. Kelsey was sucking off another stranger who saw her desperately attempted to get Sabrina off the Bartender who had Sabrina between to massive men using her like a chinese finger trap fuck hole. She gurgled and semen came from both her mouth and ass as she whimpered in ecstasy. Amy wander towards the pool where she jumped in. Lost in the need and heat and lust she let her body drop into the water. She could feel the water cooling her, rejuvenating her need and lust. Felt as it plumped her up further making her into a complete utter bombshell. 

As she breached the surface of the water, her head bumped into something above her. As she gazed up still swimming. She gazed up towards a giant of a woman. A sleek dark skinned woman towered over Amy, she must have been over 15 feet tall. The blonde bombshell starred up into this giant's cunt.

The giant woman gazed down at Amy, before leaning back and settling down on the edge of the pool. Instinctually Amy swam over to the side of the pool and proceeded to begin to lap at the giant woman's cunt. As Amy began to lap at the giant labia letting her body pressed against the woman's dripping wet cunt, she recognized others were joining in. Already two men, and mounted the giant and were pumping away at her massive tits, using them like fleshlights, as more and more people began to fuck every inch of the giant woman. Amy felt her flutter as a humongous woman began to buck against everyone, almost throwing many back into the pool. Amy latched on desperate to please and worship this body as she lost herself to lust. Her tongue ran up and down the woman's pussy, as Amy played with herself and her new huge tits moaning and spasming against the wall of flesh, till a scream rang out. The giant had finally climaxed, her body writhing across the ground as men and women all fucked in unison. SplashDown had never seen such a turn out of happy customers in one day.

[ilovegrowth]

StretchBerries: Built Like a Goddess, and Just as Hungry

🌱 Bloomverse Timeline – Week 12 | Wednesday, July 2, 2025 | 11:41 a.m.

Before StretchBerries, Chloe was already used to attention. She wasn’t trying to be a head-turner—her body had just always been that way. Soft curves, tight waist, full hips that gave her walk a certain rhythm. Guys noticed. Girls noticed. And she didn’t mind. Confidence came easy when you had an hourglass silhouette that hugged everything you wore.

But after the gummy?

The world started reacting to her like she was something otherworldly.

One StretchBerry dose had launched her into seven-foot-four territory, her already curvy body stretched and sculpted into something goddess-like. And while some women grew lean and model-tall from the gummy, Chloe had kept every curve—and then some. Her ass stuck out like a billboard, thighs thick enough to fill both sides of a king-size bed, and her tits, already generous, now bounced at chest-high level to most men’s eyes. Her once-slim waist had only tightened, amplifying her entire form like someone had dialed up the contrast on her body.

Nothing fit anymore. Except attention.

She strolled barefoot through the grocery store—no shoes could contain her feet anymore, and besides, her soles could handle it—pushing a sad, squeaky cart that looked more like a toy beside her hulking form. Her blue leggings clung like vacuum-sealed paint, every curve on display, her pink crop top rising higher with each breath, barely hanging onto the underswell of her breasts.

She grabbed a grapefruit from the bottom bin, bending over in the tight aisle, her ass arched high. She didn’t have to look to know someone behind her was watching. She’d heard the cart stop. Heard the awkward throat clear.

Still bent over, she smirked. Hooked.

When she stood upright, the entire aisle seemed to shrink around her. She turned, fruit in hand, and came face-to-chest with him: a stocky guy in flannel, probably mid-thirties, handsome in a “works with his hands” kind of way. His eyes were clearly stuck somewhere between her chest and the bulge of her hips.

“Hey,” he said, trying to play it cool, “you sure you’re not here to put all the fruit out of business?”

Chloe’s brow arched. “You flirting with someone who could bench press you?”

“If I’m being crushed,” he grinned, “there are worse ways to go.”

She stepped closer, until he had to crane his neck to meet her gaze. “StretchBerries hit me harder than most. Gained two feet in a day. Now I’m ducking through doorways, my bed groans like it’s dying, and I haven’t worn a bra in a week.” She leaned forward, letting her chest press lightly into his. “But the real change?”

Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper.

“My appetite’s been out of control.”

He swallowed, clearly intrigued. “Like… food?”

Chloe just smiled. “Not just food.”

The tension crackled like static. She let it hang before turning and walking off, hips rolling side to side like they had a mind of their own.

“Walk me to my car,” she called over her shoulder. “Help me load these groceries. Then maybe I’ll show you what else needs… unloading.”

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Outside, the parking lot baked in the summer sun. Chloe's SUV sat alone at the far end, its shocks already struggling to support her day-to-day weight. The poor thing might not survive what she had planned next.

She let him load the bags while she leaned against the trunk, stretching with her arms overhead. Her pink crop top barely hung on, and every muscle down her abs flexed beneath golden skin. When he closed the trunk, she didn’t waste a second.

She turned, grabbed his shirt, and backed him against the rear door. “Hope you’re not one of those ‘likes to take it slow’ types,” she whispered.

“N-no complaints.”

“Good.”

She yanked open the back door and climbed in—or tried to. Her massive hips barely squeezed through, forcing her to shimmy sideways, her thick thighs dragging across the frame before she collapsed backward onto the bench. Her knees bent, her legs spread wide to fit inside, and her tits bounced violently as she settled in.

Then she crooked a finger.

He stepped in, clumsily trying to adjust, but Chloe didn’t give him the chance to think. She pulled him into her lap, straddling him with ease, her thighs bracketing his entire frame. Her head scraped the SUV ceiling. His face was buried in her cleavage.

“You ready?” she whispered, licking her lips.

He nodded—barely—before she lifted him slightly and slid him in.

He gasped. She groaned.

Her hips snapped downward with thunderous force, the whole SUV rocking violently as her weight settled onto him. She rolled her hips once—slow, delicious—and felt his whole body shiver.

“You’re lucky I’ve been pent up all day,” she purred, biting her lip. “I’ve been walking around this town with nothing that fits and a body built for breeding. And now I’ve got you.”

She began to move.

The SUV rocked harder now, tires creaking, windows fogging within seconds. Chloe’s hands braced against the ceiling, her moans echoing off the glass as she bounced—powerful, hungry, goddess-tier fucking. Her breasts slapped against his face with every motion, and he couldn’t do anything but hold on as she rode him like a beast in heat.

“You feel that?” she hissed, her voice ragged. “That’s what happens when you take a StretchBerry and don’t get off for three days.”

His moans were muffled by her body. Her hips picked up speed, and soon the whole car was shaking with every impact, the shocks groaning beneath her full weight.

Then—

“Oh fuck—” she gasped, back arching as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her entire body convulsed, thighs quivering, her scream muffled as she bit into his shoulder. Milk beaded at her nipples through the thin crop top, her entire massive form twitching in aftershock.

The windows fogged completely.

Inside, the air reeked of sweat, sex, and wild satisfaction. Chloe collapsed forward, burying her face in his neck, still panting.

He was jelly. Utterly spent.

She giggled softly. “Guess you’re coming to help me shop next week too.”

[gtsdreamer2]

[ilovegrowth]

📹 BLOOM ROOM CONFESSIONAL – I Lied to Get Him inside

The camera flicks on. She’s too big for the frame, sitting cross-legged on the floor in what looks like her living room. The top she’s wearing is already slipping down, milk spots soaking the fabric. Her thighs spread wide, bare, as she leans closer to the lens with a heavy, flushed sigh.

“Okay. I need to admit something.”

She tucks hair behind her ear, the movement making her breasts sway, the neckline dipping lower.

“I lied. I told him my son was home from college. He wasn’t. I just… I wanted his friend to come over. And he did. Backpack, nervous smile, standing there staring up at me like he didn’t know if he should run or stay.”

She laughs, low and husky, cupping one breast, squeezing until a bead of milk rolls over her fingers. She sucks it off absently before continuing.

“I’ve finished the Big Trio — StretchBerries, PeachyPlumps, MilkyMama. This is me now. Nine feet tall, tits that leak if I breathe too hard, hips that don’t fit through doorways anymore. I thought I could control myself, but I can’t. My body… it just needs.”

Her hand drifts down between her thighs, rubbing slowly as her breath shakes.

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“I pulled him inside, sat him on the couch, and climbed into his lap. My breasts covered his whole head. He couldn’t even breathe without sucking milk. And when he did? God, the way he latched on — like he’d been waiting his whole life to taste me. I ground my ass down into his lap and felt his cock straining through his jeans. I unzipped him, pulled him out, and told him… ‘You’re not leaving until you cum inside me.’”

Her fingers quicken. She moans softly, eyes half-lidded, lost in the memory.

“I bent over on all fours, tits dragging on the carpet, ass in the air. He slid in from behind, and I swear, every thrust just vanished into me. He was pounding so hard, but my ass is so big, my pussy so thick and soaked, he could barely reach. I came over and over, milk spraying everywhere, soaking the rug, screaming into the floor. And he just kept going, until he couldn’t anymore. I used him up. Twice. Three times.”

Her moans deepen, one hand squeezing her breast, milk dripping down her chest as her other hand rubs furiously.

“And I’m not sorry. Not even a little. I lied to get him here. I pinned him down. I made him cum until his legs gave out. And if he comes back…”

She stares straight into the camera, eyes hungry, a wicked smile curling her lips as she shudders in climax, milk spilling freely.

“…I’ll do it all again.”

The video cuts to black.

[ilovegrowth]

SnackPackz x Hyper Gene: "I Need to See the Doctor"

Bloomverse Timeline: August 20th, 2025

It had been a week since the first SnackPackz.

Seven days, and unlike the others who plateaued after their first rush of softness, her growth hadn’t stopped. It hadn’t even slowed in the way she’d hoped. Every morning she woke bigger — heavier, taller, thicker. The scale had stopped mattering days ago. Mirrors no longer reflected her whole form at once.

Now, on Wednesday morning, she stood close to eight feet tall.

Her body had become a monument of flesh — breasts that sloped like great swells of cream, hips jutting wide enough to scrape doorframes, a belly round and heavy enough that she felt it settle into her lap when she sat. Even walking across the living room was dangerous: the floor groaned, couch frames bent, and she had long since given up on clothes.

Her husband hugged her as best he could that morning, wrapping his arms around her middle. His head barely reached the underside of her breast now. He sank into her, swallowed by her size. She loved it — the feeling of his smallness against her, the reminder that her body was too much for him to ever control.

And yet, her chest tightened with memory.

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Flashback: Monday Night (7’6”)

By Monday, she had been 7’6”. That night, desire had overcome fear.

They had wanted each other badly, the tension of her swelling body gnawing at them both. She had kissed him hungrily, lowering her immense breasts over his chest, nearly smothering him as he groaned beneath the weight.

“God, you’re huge,” he panted, staring up at her.

“You like it,” she whispered back, a dark blush rising on her cheeks.

She had straddled him at first, lowering her hips — and the bed screamed. Her weight crushed down, her thighs engulfing his sides until he gasped in pain. Horror shot through her. She pulled back instantly.

“No— I’ll break you,” she cried, panic bubbling up.

But his eyes were wild with need. “Then don’t stop. Just— not like that.”

It was his idea.

Moments later she was down on all fours on the bedroom carpet, her enormous breasts swaying like pendulums beneath her, belly hanging soft and heavy. Her ass — impossibly wide, fattened to obscene size — pointed back at him.

He took her from behind, pounding desperately, his hands sinking into her massive hips. For him, it was like mounting a mountain of flesh, each thrust swallowed by the sheer weight of her body. Her moans filled the room, guttural and unrestrained, every slap of his hips against her overflowing ass like thunder.

“Harder!” she begged, her hands clawing into the carpet, her breasts dragging against the floor. “I can’t even feel you— I’m too big!”

He tried, god he tried, his body straining to keep pace with her enormity. But the realization came, sharp and terrifying — he was too small. Her body was dangerous. Her weight could end him.

When he faltered, she turned her head, eyes glassy with both lust and fear. “Stop. Please. I’ll hurt you.”

And for the first time, they did stop. He collapsed against her back, kissing her sweat-slick skin, whispering, “I still want you. All of you.”

She trembled, biting back tears, still wet, still aching, still unfulfilled.

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Wednesday: Conflict

That night had stayed with her. Now, on Wednesday, every creak of the house reminded her of it. She loved her size — the hugeness, the weight, the way her husband disappeared against her softness. But beneath the thrill, fear gnawed: she wasn’t stopping. She wasn’t supposed to keep growing.

“Baby,” she said softly as he kissed her belly, “we need to see a doctor.”

His eyes lifted to hers, worried.

“I love this, I really do,” she admitted, tears stinging. “But I don’t know what’s happening to me.”

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Doctor’s Office

The gown clung obscenely to her chest, seams already threatening to give. The chair bent beneath her mass, her thighs spilling wide. Nurses scribbled notes with nervous hands. The doctor kept his voice calm, but his eyes betrayed him — flicking constantly to her breasts, her belly, the way her flesh seemed to consume the entire exam room.

She confessed quietly, cheeks hot. “We can’t be intimate anymore. I’m… too much. Too heavy. He could get hurt.”

“Do you still want intimacy?” the doctor asked carefully.

Her thighs squeezed together, a shiver rolling through her. “God, yes. My body feels like it’s bursting with need. I crave it. But I can’t risk crushing him.”

The doctor swallowed, writing notes.

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Closing

The exam room was silent after she stood, the air thick with the creaks of the floor beneath her. Her gown stretched tight across her chest, the paper crinkling where it tried to cover her belly. Nurses whispered, unsure whether to treat her as a patient or a phenomenon.

The doctor adjusted his glasses, voice low and careful.

“You’re… beyond what we can handle here. This is no longer a matter for a general practitioner.”

Her brows knit together. “What do you mean?”

“I mean,” he said, taking a long breath, “we need to get you to the Bloom Wellness facility. Immediately.”

Her heart thudded in her chest. “Bloom Wellness…?”

“They’re the only ones studying SnackPackz and its… side effects,” he continued, scribbling furiously on her chart. “What you’re experiencing isn’t typical. We’ve seen growth, yes, but this—” His eyes flicked up to her towering form, the gown that barely clung to her breasts, the sheer mass of her hips. “This is something else. The Hyper Gene, most likely. And it hasn’t plateaued.”

Her husband stepped closer, slipping a hand against her thigh — as high as he could reach standing. “So they can stop it?”

The doctor’s silence stretched too long. Finally, he said, “We hope they can. If not stop it, then at least slow it. Study it. But you need to be under their observation, not here where every chair groans under you and every step threatens the floor.”

She swallowed hard, a rush of conflicting emotions rising. Fear, relief, arousal. The thought of being studied, handled, measured by strangers — of having her size acknowledged not as a problem but as something worth documenting — sent a shiver up her spine.

Her lips parted. “So… I’d have to live there?”

“For now, yes,” the doctor admitted. “Your condition is… extraordinary.”

She glanced at her husband, who looked small, breakable, human beside her enormity. She thought of Monday, of the way she had needed to drop onto all fours just to keep from crushing him, of how even then her body had nearly swallowed him whole.

Her heart pounded. Terrified of what was coming. Thrilled that she was still growing.

She whispered, almost to herself: “I don’t think I want it to stop…”

The doctor froze, pen hovering above the chart.

[ilovegrowth]

StretchBerries X CherryBombs: “Do You Notice Anything… Bigger?”

Bloomverse – Week 14, Day 5

You heard the soft splash of water and the gentle creak of porcelain before she called out.

“Babe? Can you come in here?” Her voice was soft, honey-smooth. Teasing.

You pushed open the bathroom door, warm steam curling around you. Then you saw her—reclining in the tub like a sculpture built for worship. The water was high, threatening to spill over from the sheer mass of her body.

She barely fit.

Her long legs were bent awkwardly, knees peeking over the edge. Her back arched just to accommodate the pair of massive, buoyant breasts that floated half-submerged in the sudsy water. You froze, eyes wide.

She looked up at you and grinned.

“Do you…” she purred, running a hand over the impossibly full curve of one breast, “…notice anything different?”

She had taken both.

One CherryBomb. One StretchBerry.

And now?

She stood at 7'4", a towering, radiant beauty with Z-cup breasts—each one impossibly round, pendulous, and more than capable of filling your entire field of view. Despite her height and explosive top half, her hips hadn’t changed—still the same tight, toned 36 inches she always had. Her proportions were stunning, surreal. Like gravity had been rewritten just for her.

The tub groaned as she shifted, lifting her leg to rest her slick foot on the faucet. Water sloshed wildly as her breasts surged forward, pushing against each other with their own weight.

“Tub’s a little tight,” she said casually. “Might be time to start thinking about a bigger place.”

Then she giggled, cupping her chest in both hands. “Oh—and I was reading something weird in a StretchSisters group earlier… Something about people who have an H-Gene?” She raised an eyebrow. “Hyper responders. Supposedly if you’ve got it, the gummies hit ten times harder.”

She shrugged with a smirk. “Guess that explains the tits.”

Then she stood.

You stumbled back slightly as her full height unfolded, her slick, oversized breasts bouncing and jostling with every motion. Milk-warm water streamed down her thighs and calves as she stepped out, the bathroom shrinking around her with every breath.

Her narrow hips and toned legs were like a fitness model’s—but her breasts? They looked like they belonged on a fantasy goddess. She was stunning. Soaked. Smiling.

She stepped closer until your back hit the door. One hand braced gently against your chest—just enough to pin you in place.

She looked down at you, grinning. Her soaked breasts hung like twin planets between you, warm and overwhelming, brushing against your chest with every breath she took.

“Do I need to convince you…” she whispered, lowering her voice as one arm lifted a heavy breast with deliberate slowness.

Then she smirked.

“…Because honestly, I really don’t mind convincing you.”

She leaned in, her lips just beside your ear.

“Help me explore this new body.”

[ilovegrowth]

Bloomverse: I Can't Believe She Took Them

Saturday, June 7, 2025 — Bloomverse Week 8, Day 6

It started as a dare.

Something stupid we laughed about between nail-painting and pillow fights.

I held up the trial pack like it was a spell—one CherryBomb, one StretchBerry. “Bet you won’t.”

But Riley just grinned, took them both without a second thought, and washed them down with the rest of her Redbull.

Now? I’m sitting on her lap, practically melting into her, and she’s—huge.

Seven feet tall, easy. Still lean and toned, her abs tight under my hand, but her tits? They ballooned into something wild—full, soft, jiggling with every breath. Her nipples poke against her borrowed tank top like they’re begging to be played with.

I don’t even realize my hand’s already on her chest until she lets out a low chuckle and shifts beneath me, her thigh flexing between mine.

"Like what you see?" she murmurs, her voice richer, deeper now.

“Y-yeah…” I whisper, cheeks flushed. I bite my lip as her hands curl around my waist, pulling me in tighter. Her strength makes me feel tiny.

She leans down, warm breath on my collarbone, and suddenly I’m squirming in her lap—my face buried in her cleavage, her breasts pillowing around my head like I was made to be between them. My lips brush her skin, and I hear her gasp.

Then I hear Tess’s voice behind her.

“Okay, that’s… insanely hot.”

We both freeze.

Tess, who’d been quiet this whole time, is now kneeling behind Riley. Her hands are already at Riley’s waistband, teasing her leggings down over her gym-toned ass—round and strong from months of squats. No enhancement. Just dedication.

“Tess,” I murmur, breathless. “What are you—”

“Helping,” she says simply, leaning in to kiss the small of Riley’s back.

Riley lets out a low moan, hips twitching.

I feel her hand tighten on my thigh as Tess’s tongue drags lower, between those powerful thighs, licking slow, deliberate strokes that make Riley whimper under me. Then I hear the sound—wet, needy. Tess is fingering her now, sliding two fingers deep, curling them, drawing circles while Riley trembles.

I can’t stop kissing her chest, her neck, whispering encouragement as she falls apart.

Then Tess goes deeper.

Three fingers. Four. Riley's breath hitches—her abs clenching under my hand, her thighs squeezing tighter. Her nipples are rock hard beneath the tank top, and her voice—god, her voice—is barely holding together.

“She’s—inside me,” Riley gasps, eyes fluttering open to meet mine.

“She’s perfect,” Tess says, voice husky. “So tight. So strong.”

Riley loses it.

She groans, head falling back, arms wrapping around me protectively as Tess pushes deeper. I feel her cum beneath me—feel every twitch, every buck of her hips. Her body rocks us both as pleasure takes her.

We’re a mess of limbs and sweat and need, tangled on the carpet, panting like animals.

No more dares.

Just desire.

The room was quiet for a moment—just the sound of ragged breaths and slick thighs shifting against each other. I was still curled against Riley’s chest, flushed and gasping, my fingers resting over her racing heart. Tess lay behind her, arm still glistening, lips swollen, eyes wide.

We thought it was over.

Then Riley smiled.

That slow, confident smirk—the kind that made my stomach flutter and thighs clench.

“You two done admiring,” she murmured, “or should I show you what these muscles are really for?”

Before we could speak, she moved.

One strong arm scooped under my thighs, the other under my back—lifting me like I weighed nothing. Her skin was hot, her biceps flexing as she stood to her full height, my body clinging to hers like a second skin.

“Riley—” I gasped, clinging to her shoulders.

“Shhh,” she purred. “I’ve got you.”

And she did.

Her tongue found my neck again—longer than before, yes, but not unnatural. Just more capable. She licked slowly, confidently, trailing heat down to my collarbone as her fingers found the edge of my shorts and slipped inside.

They filled me instantly.

Thicker than I remembered. Stronger. Calloused from gym days but so precise. She knew how to curl just right, how to grind her palm into my clit until I was squirming and moaning in her arms, thighs trembling.

“Good girl,” she whispered.

Behind us, Tess stirred.

Still dazed. Still wet. But watching.

Riley turned her head.

“Your turn,” she said—almost a challenge.

She set me down gently, my legs jelly, my heart hammering, and then she grabbed Tess by the wrist and pulled her forward like a toy.

Tess gasped, her smaller frame dwarfed as Riley pushed her down on the bed, flipped her onto her back, and crawled over her with a strength that made the mattress creak. Her breasts—soft and impossibly full—hung heavy over Tess’s chest, her dark hair falling like a curtain around them.

“I’m not done with either of you,” Riley growled.

She kissed Tess hard—deep and needy—then slid lower, spreading Tess’s legs with her knee and slipping between them. Her hand guided her fingers into Tess slowly, deliberately, curling with intent.

Tess arched.

Riley’s tongue followed.

And I watched, naked, flushed, breathless… and soaking wet all over again.

Because watching a 7-foot muscle-cut goddess bury her head between our shy friend’s thighs was enough to make me forget my name.

She didn’t just take the dare.

She owned it.

And now, so did we.

[ragvas]

My Neighbor, My Giantess

Lila had always been trouble. Living right next door to you in the university apartments, she made it her mission to get under your skin. Both of you lived alone in single-person flats, tucked away in the most secluded part of the building where hardly anyone ever came by. That meant fewer witnesses to her constant teasing—and fewer interruptions when she tried to get your attention.

At just 19 years old, a freshman in her first year, she carried herself with reckless energy that made her impossible to ignore. She stood at 5' 3" (161 cm), her figure petite but far from flat, with round D-cup breasts that she flaunted with zero shame. Whenever she leaned against her doorway or bent over to “pick something up,” she made sure you were in the perfect position to notice. Her hips swayed with exaggerated playfulness, her eyes glimmered with mischief, and her voice always carried that sing-song taunt meant to get you flustered.

Everyone could see it—Lila had a massive crush on you. But no matter how hard she tried, no matter how shameless her antics became, you, a sophomore in your second year, never gave in. You treated her like the teasing neighbor she was, not the seductress she wanted you to see. That rejection, subtle as it was, only fueled her obsession.

She wanted your attention, badly. And if playful flirting and shameless bending over hadn’t worked, then she was ready to try something else.

That’s when she saw the headlines. MILF MAX.

It was everywhere—on TV, in her feeds, plastered across billboards. Women across the country were changing overnight: growing taller, bustier, curvier and sexier. Shy classmates blossomed into voluptuous amazons, girlfriends returned from trips towering over their boyfriends, and couples were disappearing into their apartments for days after “trying it.”

Lila didn’t hesitate and immediately ordered a bottle of MILF MAX pills. If teasing hadn’t caught your attention, MILF MAX would. She could already picture your stunned face when she showed up at your door—her breasts fuller, her body curvier, her presence impossible to ignore.

That night, in the quiet of her secluded flat, she held a single blue capsule in her palm. Her lips curled into a grin as she whispered to herself: "You’re not going to be able to resist me now."

The room grew eerily quiet as Lila swallowed the MILF MAX pill with a gulp of water. She felt a strange warmth spread from her core, a gentle pulsing that grew stronger, and she watched in amazement as her breasts began to swell. They slowly grew from D-cups to Es, filling her bra so tightly that the fabric strained. She felt the urge to touch them, to see if they were real, and her fingertips danced over the swollen flesh as it grew bigger. She moaned, feeling the fabric tear away under the pressure.

Lila's eyes widened as she watched her body transform. Her height grew, stretching her legs and causing her to stand at 5' 6" (168 cm). The pressure on her chest grew more intense, and she could feel the fabric of her shirt stretching to accommodate her rapidly expanding breasts. They grew to F-cups, then Gs, and the buttons of her shirt popped open one by one. She threw her head back with a gasp as the pleasure of the transformation washed over her, her skin tingling with excitement.

Her heart racing, Lila looked down at her newfound assets, her full G-cup breasts jiggling with each gasp. She could feel the power coursing through her veins, and the desire to show off her new body to you was overwhelming. She put off her shredded shirt and bra, letting her massive breasts spill out, the areolae darkening and the nipples stiffening with arousal. She took a deep breath, feeling her lungs expand and her ribcage widen. With a playful smirk, she grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it up, revealing her round, plump ass, which had also grown significantly. The fabric strained against the new curves, and she could feel the beginnings of wetness between her legs. She wiggled her hips, watching the flesh ripple and bounce. "Oh, he is going to love this," she murmured, her voice thick with anticipation. She took a step towards the mirror, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

With a loud moan that seemed to resonate through the walls of her apartment, Lila felt her body surge with power. Her legs grew longer and stronger, pushing her upwards until she was a stunning 5' 9" (175 cm). Her hips widened and her thighs thickened, the soft flesh filling out and leaving no doubt about her newfound power. The sensation was exquisite, and she could feel every inch of her skin stretch and reshape. Her breasts ballooned outwards, reaching an H-cup, the weight of them making her lean back slightly to maintain her balance. Her ass grew so large that no single chair could hope to contain it, the cheeks firm and round, begging to be grabbed and worshiped. She watched in amazement as the fabric of her skirt and panties tore away, unable to contain her new size, leaving her fully naked. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she reached out to the wall for support, her body trembling with the intensity of the transformation.

As the growth slowed, Lila's mind snapped back to reality, the thrill of the moment only growing stronger. She could feel the warm, sticky liquid pooling in her enlarged breasts, the pressure building. She had heard about the lactation side effect, but experiencing it was something else entirely. Her nipples had become large sensitive peaks, and she pinched one gently, causing a spurt of milk to squirt out. She giggled, watching the white liquid arc through the air before landing on the floor. "Oh, my~," she whispered, feeling a rush of excitement.

She looked down at herself again, admiring the new curves that now adorned her body. The MILF MAX had worked beyond her wildest dreams—and this was just from a single pill. Imagine what a second could do… and she had an entire bottle. Her breasts were now a massive H-cup, heavy and full of milk. She cupped one in her hand, feeling the weight and watching the milk dribble down her fingers. She started posing in front of the mirror, her 5' 9" (175 cm) frame casting a long shadow. Her eyes widened at the sight of her new self—so much more voluptuous than before. She turned to the side, watching her ass jiggle with each movement. She couldn't resist giving it a firm slap, the sound echoing through the room. "Ah~. I am so fucking BIG~," she murmured to her reflection, her voice thick with desire. She felt an intense need to show you what she had become, to see the look on your face when she revealed her new, powerful form.

With a wicked grin, Lila grabbed her phone and snapped a few nude pictures of herself, making sure to capture the full extent of her new curves. She sent them to you with a simple text: "New look. 😏🤤 Ready to see me in action? 😈" She watched the screen, the anticipation building as she waited for your response. Her heart raced, and she felt a strange hunger, a craving for attention, for the thrill of dominance she knew her new body would give her. She could feel the milk in her breasts growing more plentiful, and the need to share it became almost unbearable.

You stared at the photos in disbelief laying on your bed just behind the wall. Lila's body had changed so dramatically, it was impossible to believe it was real. "Nice photoshop 😄," you replied, your skepticism clear in the message. Despite your doubt, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal at the thought of her large voluptuous figure.

The message notification buzzed, and Lila read your skeptical reply with a knowing smirk. She knew you wouldn't believe it without seeing it with your own eyes. She took a deep breath, her massive chest heaving heavily. She walked over to her bed, the floorboards groaning slightly under her newfound weight. The mattress sank as she sat, her plump ass making a soft 'whump' sound as it hit the bed. She picked up her phone and sent you another text, this time with a video attachment. "Come over and see for yourself 😏," she wrote, and with a tap of the send button, you received a short clip of her playing with her oversized breasts, the milk squirting playfully out of her swollen nipples. Her room looked the same, but her body was indisputably altered. She waited, her heart racing, for your response.

You couldn't help but watch the video several times, the sight of Lila's enhanced figure both bewildering and intriguing. You rubbed your eyes, convinced it was some kind of deepfake, but the familiarity of her room was uncanny. The way she giggled, it was all too real. "Haha. Nice try Lila. 😄" you typed out, still not convinced. "AI is getting crazy these days. Good night," you sent, trying to play it cool despite the curiosity burning within you. You set your phone down and turned off the lights, but sleep didn't come easy as visions of her voluptuous form danced in your head.

Lila's smile grew wicked as she watched your messages from her bed, the mattress groaning with her every shift. She knew you were playing hard to get. She rolled over, her breasts spilling out and pooling on the bed. The sensation of her nipples brushing against the cool fabric sent shivers down her spine, and she felt her milk supply swelling more. "Just wait until tomorrow," she whispered, setting her phone aside.

The next morning, Lila woke up feeling like a new woman. Her body had fully adjusted to her first transformation overnight, and she felt more powerful than ever before. She stretched languidly, her H-cup breasts jiggling heavily. She couldn't resist taking another set of photos, this time focusing predominantly on her milk-laden breasts. She sent them to you with a message that read, "It's not a photoshop. It's all me, baby. And if you don't believe it, I'll show you in person. Just come over for breakfast. 🥛🥛" Lila’s body throbbed with heat as her mind ran wild—visions of you on your knees, lips wrapped around her fat, swollen nipples, drinking every drop of the milk she ached to give you. The thought made her shiver, her thighs pressing together instinctively, fighting the urge to slide her hand down and play with herself. Instead, she forced a shaky breath, biting her lip as she tugged on an oversized t-shirt. But even that flimsy disguise betrayed her—her breasts were so massive now that the fabric stretched tight across them, the hem barely covering the swell of her hips. The outline of her nipples jutted visibly, damp from her overflowing milk, daring to be noticed. She paced the room, her new curves swaying heavily with every step, anticipation buzzing in her veins as she stared at her phone. All she could do was wait for your reply—though waiting felt like torture.

Despite your curiosity, you replied with a chuckle, "I don't know what kind of prank you're trying to pull, Lila, but it's not funny. I'm busy with midterms. Maybe some other time." You couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought of her enhanced body, but you had to focus on your studies.

Lila's annoyance grew as she read your message, but she was determined to get your attention. Her mind raced, thinking about how she could prove to you that she had truly transformed. An idea took root in her mind—another pill. If she was going to show you just how irresistible she had become, she'd need to be even bigger, even more powerful.

With a smirk, Lila grabbed another pill from the bottle. She popped it into her mouth and washed it down with a mouthful of water. She watched her body in the mirror as the warmth spread, feeling the familiar pulsation in her chest as her breasts began to expand again. Her eyes widened as the fabric of her "oversized" t-shirt grew tauter, the seams stretching until they finally gave way leaving her naked again. The sound of fabric tearing was music to her ears as her breasts grew to an I-cup. She could feel the milk sloshing around inside her, begging to be released.

Moaning with pleasure, Lila felt her body stretch and curve further. Her height shot up to 5' 11" (180 cm), and she watched as her already thick thighs and hips grew even more substantial, pushing her legs apart slightly to accommodate her new size. She took a deep breath, her chest straining, and felt a powerful surge of growth rushing through her body.

Trying to ignore the strange sounds coming from Lila's apartment, you focused on your textbook. But the moaning grew louder, and you couldn't help but wonder what she was up to. You set your book down, leaning closer to the wall, your curiosity piqued.

Her moans grew louder, echoing through the thin walls, as her breasts ballooned to a J-cup, and she felt her height spike upward. Her body grew taller, and taller... Her legs lengthened dramatically, and she felt her muscles stretch and pull, adapting to her new, towering frame. At 6' 7" (201 cm), she was now bigger than you. Her moans grew into a symphony of pleasure as she felt the power of the MILF MAX coursing through her, making her feel like a true goddess. Her breasts were now so large that she could drown you in them, and her nipples were fat and sensitive to the point of pain, begging for attention.

Hearing the unmistakable sounds of pleasure from next door, you couldn't help but feel a mix of concern and curiosity. You knocked on the wall lightly, "Lila, are you okay?"

Breathing heavily, Lila finally felt the growth cease. She glanced at the wall where your voice had come from, and her grin grew hungry. She had stopped at a colossal 6' 7" (201 cm), her breasts now a staggering J-cup, and she knew you'd be unable to resist this new, towering version of herself. She sauntered over to the shared wall, her breasts swaying heavily with each step. "Oh, I'm more than okay," she purred, her voice thick with desire. "Why don't you come over and see for yourself~?"

The blush crept up your cheeks as you realized what you'd just heard. You took a deep breath, trying to compose yourself. "Lila, keep it down!" you called through the wall, trying to sound more irritated than turned on. "Some of us are trying to study over here!" But even as you scolded her, you couldn't ignore the throb of curiosity and arousal growing in your chest.

Lila leaned against the wall, her massive breasts pressing into the cold surface, the contrast sending another jolt of pleasure through her. "Oh, baby~," she purred, her voice muffled but clear enough. "You know you want to see me~. Just come over. I promise you won't regret it." Her voice had taken on a new, sultry tone that seemed to resonate in every inch of her transformed body.

Despite the sternness in your voice, your mind was racing with images of Lila's swollen breasts and the sound of her pleasure. You swallowed hard, trying to convince yourself that you could ignore the siren call from next door. "I'm fine. Just keep it down, please," you replied, hoping she'd get the hint and give you some space.

Lila's smirk grew as she heard your muffled response. She knew you were lying—the scent of your arousal was palpable even through the walls. "Mm, okay," she whispered, her voice dripping with false innocence. "But when you're ready, you know where to find me." She turned away from the wall and padded back, the floorboards creaking under her substantial weight. Her thoughts were racing, her body aching for more growth, more power. The pills beckoned from the bottle, promising untold delights. She picked it up, weighing it in her hand. "Should I?" she mused, her eyes glazed with desire.

With a hushed laugh, Lila made her decision. She popped another pill into her mouth and swallowed. The warmth grew, spreading through her like a wildfire. Aroused like crazy she rushed to her bed. As the pill took effect, Lila's body began to expand once more, her breasts growing to a K-cup, the weight of them causing her to arch her back and gasp. The bed groaned under her increasing size as she reached beneath it, her hand wrapping around something firm and cold. She pulled out a large, black dildo, a toy she bought but sadly was too small to use before.

The room grew brighter as she grew, the light bouncing off her skin and creating a heavenly aura around her. She grew to a height of 6' 10" (208 cm). The sensation was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but touch herself, her hand caressing the softness of her stomach before sliding down to the lake between her legs. Her eyes closed as she let out a soft moan, feeling her pussy swell with desire. She took the dildo and teased her swollen clit, the sensation driving her wild.

Her breasts grew even larger, reaching a ludicrous L-cup. The weight of them was incredible, and she watched as milk began to seep from her nipples, staining the bed. She felt a thrill at the sight, her hand moving faster and faster. She could feel herself growing wetter, her body begging for release. The pleasure grew stronger with each stroke, and she knew it was time to take things further. She slid the toy into herself, the tightness giving way to the new size she had become accustomed to. She moaned louder, the sound of her body taking the plastic echoing through the room.

As she pumped the dildo in and out of her soaking pussy, Lila felt the power of the MILF MAX pulsing through her veins. Her breasts grew again, reaching a staggering M-cup. The bed was now saturated with her milk, and she could feel her body stretching even further. Her skin was tight and sensitive, each touch sending waves of pleasure through her.

"Oh, fuck!" she screamed, her voice so loud it seemed to shake the very walls of the apartment. Her eyes rolled back, and her back arched so high it was a miracle she didn't snap the bed frame. "Yes, oh, yes!" she shouted, her voice now unmistakably laced with desperation. Her body surged once more. She grew taller, shooting up to a towering 7' 2" (218 cm), her legs stretching out before her, making her feel like a giantess.

Enough was enough. You slammed your textbook shut, your cheeks red with embarrassment. "Lila, keep it down!" you yelled through the wall. But the moans only grew louder, the sound of something wet and heavy slapping against flesh. Anger boiled in your stomach as you stormed out of your flat, slammed the door shut, and marched over to her place. You banged on her door, your fist pounding against the wood. "Lila, I need to talk to you!" you called, your voice gruff and impatient.

The moaning abruptly stopped, leaving the air thick with silence. For a few long seconds, you could hear only the sound of your beating heart. Then came a sinister giggle, followed by the thud of heavy footsteps slowly drawing closer. The weight of them didn’t sound like they belonged to the little, playful neighbor you knew—it sounded bigger, heavier, more powerful. Your pulse quickened, nerves sparking with unease, but you held your ground. This had to be another one of Lila’s ridiculous games, some over-the-top stunt to make you notice her. That was all it was… right?

The heavy footsteps grew closer and closer, each thud reverberating through the floor, until they finally halted—right behind the door you were facing. The ping of an incoming text made you nearly jump, your nerves fraying as every muscle in your body seemed to be on high alert. Gritting your teeth, you pulled out your phone and opened the message. It was from Lila. It read, "Come in… if you dare, big boy~ 😈 I’m waiting…"

Then you were startled again, your heart skipping a beat as the door lock clicked, keys rattling in the latch, followed by another low, sinister giggle that made your skin crawl. You stared at the door in horror and disbelief, your heart hammering like a drum in your chest. Could your little first-year neighbor really have made you this scared? This was insane. The prank was executed perfectly—so well, in fact, that it felt like a scene straight out of a horror movie. You had to admit it: she had outdone herself this time. But you were a man, older and bigger than her. You wouldn’t be beaten by a stupid little girl, no matter how clever or bold. Gritting your teeth, you braced your courage and slowly, trembling slightly, raised your hand for the doorknob.

You reached the doorknob and slowly turned it, easing the door open inward just enough to peek through the growing gap. At first, you saw nothing. Heart pounding, you pressed further, pushing the door open—and still, from your angle, she seemed nowhere in sight. Gulping, you carefully stepped inside her flat, scanning the room. Tattered clothes were strewn across the living room, just a few meters ahead of you.

You froze, your pulse racing, as your foot sank into something sticky and wet. Hesitantly, you glanced down, dread building with every second. A thick, strange white liquid coated the floor… it looked almost like milk?

Before you could process it, the door slammed shut with a deafening thud behind you. You jumped and let out a startled scream, your reaction betraying your nerves. She must have been hiding behind the door, waiting for you to enter, perfectly concealed by the angle.

You tried to calm yourself, bracing to turn around and scold her—or maybe even give her the spanking you felt she deserved for all this torment. But strangely… there was no playful laughter behind you. Instead, a low, aroused, and heavy breathing filled the air.

Even more unnerving, it seemed to come from above the back of your head. Your heart skipped a beat. Whatever it was, it wasn’t the little first-year neighbor you knew—it felt enormous, almost beast-like, like a bear looming right behind you. You could sense the sheer weight of its presence pressing down, making your stomach tighten with fear.

Slowly, trembling, you turned around. And then your jaw dropped, eyes widening in shock at the impossible sight before you.

There, directly in front of your face, were two enormous, pendulous orbs of flesh: her gigantic M-cup breasts, swollen and glistening with milk. The sheer weight of them made your head tilt back, senses reeling. Her nipples were fat, swollen, and jutting straight toward your face, glistening with cream that pooled at the tips. They quivered slightly with every subtle movement, teasingly close, daring you to reach out. The overwhelming size, the glossy milk, and the thick, sensitive nipples left you frozen, captivated and utterly stunned by the impossible sight.

With a throaty chuckle, she leaned back, allowing you to take in her new form fully. She was a colossal figure of womanhood. Her monstrous M-cup breasts dominated her chest. Her eyes shimmered with mischief as she watched you stumble backward, your eyes glued to her massive chest.

"Like what you see~?" she purred, her voice deepened and dripping with power. "I've got so much more to show you."

She stepped closer, the floorboards protesting under her heavy, new weight. You couldn't help but notice how much she towered over you, her height a staggering 7' 2" (218 cm). The smell of milk in the air was intoxicating, making your knees weak. She took another step closer, her breasts swaying hypnotically, and you found yourself staring into the pools of cream that had gathered around her nipples.

She took your silence as an invitation, her hand reaching down to cup one of her heavy breasts. It was a gentle touch, almost tender, but the sheer size of her hand made it seem overwhelming. "Would you like a taste~?" she asked, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to resonate through every inch of your being.

Lifting her massive mound of flesh, she brought her nipple closer to your mouth, the tip brushing against your trembling lips. The sensation was unlike anything you had ever experienced—soft yet firm, and so sensitive that even the lightest touch sent shivers down her spine. "Open up," she instructed, her eyes filled with a mix of amusement and dominance.

You stared at the milky offering, your mind racing. This couldn't be happening. Yet, the evidence was right in front of you, smothering your face. You felt the warmth of her breath, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath she took, the scent of her arousal and milk thick in the air. With a trembling hand, you reached up and took hold of her nipple, feeling the power of her body, the heat of her flesh, and the wetness of her milk. You hesitantly took it into your mouth, the taste surprisingly sweet and addictive.

A low moan of approval rumbled in her chest, sending vibrations through her entire body. The milk flowed freely now, and she watched with delight as you began to drink greedily from her. Her hand found its way to the back of your head, guiding you, her other hand squeezing the massive globe, releasing more and more of the warm, sweet nectar for you to feast on.

"That's it~," she whispered, her voice deep and soothing, "Drink up, baby. You know you want it." The feeling of power was exhilarating. She had never felt so alive, so in control. Her body was a weapon of seduction, and she was eager to see just how far she could push your boundaries.

As you suckled, she grew even more aroused. Her nipples tightened further, the milk flowing in thick streams into your eager mouth. You couldn't get enough, and she loved every second of it. With a wicked smile, she let go of your head, reached down and began to stroke the bulge growing in your pants.

"You like that, don't you~?" she whispered, her breath hot against your ear.

Lila's hand grew bolder, her thick fingers curling around the outline of your erection. You nodded, unable to find words as you continued to suckle on her massive, milk-laden nipple. Her second hand moved to play with the other one, squeezing and teasing it as you both succumbed to the overwhelming sensations.

"Look at how much I've grown for you," she murmured, her voice a dark seduction. "You can't tell me you don't love it." She stepped closer, the heat of her body enveloping you, her breasts pressing against your face, smearing the warm milk across your skin.

She leaned down, her swollen breasts squishing against your cheeks as she whispered into your ear. "Tell me, do you like being my little toy~?" Her breath was sweet and sticky, her scent intoxicating. You felt your resolve crumbling, your body responding to her overwhelming presence.

Lila's eyes rolled back in pleasure as she felt your mouth still clamped around her engorged nipple drawing out her milk. "Mmm, yes~," she moaned. "You have no idea how much I've dreamed of this... of you sucking on my sweet, fat nipple just like this~. But now that I’m this much bigger… it’s even better than I ever imagined!"

She still played with her free nipple, tugging and rolling it between her large fingers. "Look at me," she breathed, her eyes filled with a fiery lust. "I'm so much more than you can handle, aren't I?"

The words stung, but you couldn’t deny it. You looked up at her, eyes glazed with a mix of fear and desire.

She watched your expression, her smile growing wider. "You see it now, don't you?" she said, her voice low and velvety. "I'm not just your little neighbor anymore. I'm a giantess, and you're going to be my little plaything."

Your mouth popped off her nipple with a wet sound. You stumbled backward, trying to get away, but your legs felt weak, and you ended up sitting on the floor, staring up at her in awe. She stepped closer, her breasts swaying hypnotically. "But don't worry," she purred, "I'll take good care of you~."

She reached down and picked you up with ease, cradling you in the crook of one arm as if you weighed nothing. Even for her larger size, she was surprisingly strong... The smell of milk and sex filled the room, and your cheeks flushed with embarrassment and arousal. "Let's move this to the bedroom," she murmured, her eyes dark with desire.

As she carried you into the bedroom through the living room, you saw her glance at the bottle of MILF MAX on the table. The way her eyes lit up was both terrifying and thrilling. "Do you want to watch me grow some more?" she asked, her voice a seductive purr.

Struggling to find your voice, you nodded meekly, your eyes never leaving the bottle. The idea of her growing even larger was both frightening and exhilarating, a strange mix of fear and excitement coiling in your stomach.

She chuckled, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Good boy~," she purred, snatching up the bottle as she sauntered past.

The bedroom was a sea of rumpled sheets and discarded clothes, but she didn’t seem to care. She dropped you onto the bed with surprising gentleness, her massive frame casting a shadow over you. You watched as she fished a pill out of the bottle, placed it on her tongue, and swallowed, before casually setting the bottle down on the nightstand.

"I hope you’re ready for the main event,” she purred, her voice thick with anticipation. Without waiting for your reply, she leaned down, her enormous curves brushing against you as her fingers slid to your shirt. One button popped, then another, her mischievous smile widening as she began stripping you out of your clothes piece by piece, savoring every moment of your growing vulnerability beneath her towering presence.

Heart racing, you watched as Lila's nimble fingers worked their magic, revealing your bare chest to the cool air. The sight of her massive, lactating breasts hovering over you made your mouth go dry, and you could feel your body reacting in ways you hadn't expected. You felt a strange mix of fear and excitement as she continued her slow, deliberate disrobing of you.

As she removed your shirt, Lila's eyes gleamed with excitement, taking in every inch of your exposed skin. She leaned in, her warm breath tickling your neck, and whispered, "You're going to love what I've got planned for you, I promise." Her hand traveled down your body, her touch feather-light yet electric.

With a wicked smirk, she straddled you, her thick, milk-soaked thighs trapping you beneath her. You felt the wetness of her juices seep through the fabric of your pants as she rocked her hips, teasing you with her newfound power. "Look at us," she murmured, "I'm so much bigger now~. I bet you never thought you'd see the day when I could do this to you, huh?"

Her hands found the waistband of your pants, tugging them down along with your underwear with surprising ease, leaving you completely naked. Your erection sprang free, pointing up at her like a compass pointing north. She leaned in closer, her massive breasts looming over you like a pair of heavy boulders. "But I can," she whispered, her eyes gleaming. "And I will~. You’re far too small… too weak to stop me… even if you wanted to. Which I highly doubt.” She giggled, her voice dripping with wicked delight.

As she spoke, her body began to tremble, her eyes widening with a mix of excitement and pleasure. She threw her head back, letting out a deep, guttural moan that seemed to shake the very foundations of the room. Her breasts swelled further, growing to an impossible N-cup, the pressure making her gasp and arch her back.

Her nipples grew even larger and fatter, begging for your attention. She cupped her breasts, the weight of them making her hands sink into the soft flesh. "Oh, yes!" she screamed, her body stretching and growing before your very eyes. Her skin tightened and stretched as she grew to 7' 8" (233 cm).

The bed groaned and creaked beneath the new weight of her body. Her breasts grew even more massive, reaching an O-cup, the weight of them threatening to crush you beneath her. The room grew brighter as she grew, as if bathed in a heavenly glow.

"Look at me!" she demanded, her voice now a powerful growl. "Look at what I've become for you!" She leaned down, her swollen nipple brushing against your cheek as she spoke. You could feel the heat of her body, the smell of her milk and arousal a potent cocktail that clouded your thoughts.

"I'm going to keep growing, and growing," she murmured, her eyes glazed with pleasure. "And with every inch, I'll own you more and more." Her hand slid down your chest, her thumb circling your nipple before pinching it lightly. The sudden pain snapped you out of your daze, and you found yourself looking up into her eyes—now burning with a fiery lust.

She leaned in, her swollen N-cup breasts pressing down on you, smothering you in their softness. Her mouth found yours in a hungry kiss, her tongue exploring your mouth. You felt your body respond, your erection growing even harder as she ground her wet, swollen pussy against your thigh.

"I need you," she murmured against your lips, her breath hot and desperate. "I need to feel all of you deep inside me..." She sat up, her breasts releasing you from their warm embrace.

Her hand guided yours to her clit, her eyes never leaving yours as you began to rub her gently. She grew wetter and wetter, her breathing quickening, as she grew to 8 feet (243 cm) tall. The bed groaned and dipped under her new weight, the mattress barely containing her.

"Keep going," she panted, her voice now a deep, demanding rumble. "Make me cum."

You obeyed, your hand moving faster as you felt her body tense above you. Her massive breasts swayed with the motion, droplets of milk splashing onto your chest. The room was suffused with a warm, sweet scent that filled your senses. Her breathing grew ragged, and you watched as her face contorted with pleasure.

Suddenly, she threw her head back and let out a roar that seemed to shake the walls. Her breasts grew to P-cups, the weight of them increasing tenfold. The bed groaned in protest as she grew to 8' 2" (249 cm), her body now a mountain of flesh that loomed over you. "More!" she demanded, her voice a thunderous rumble.

Her hand guided yours faster, her hips bucking wildly as she approached climax. You watched in amazement as her body grew taut with pleasure, her skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. Her eyes snapped open, and she stared down at you with a look that was both hungry and possessive. "I'm going to break this bed," she warned, her voice thick with passion.

Just as the words left her mouth, the bed frame began to crack and splinter beneath her, the sound echoing through the room. She threw her head back, letting out a scream of ecstasy as her orgasm crashed over her, her body spasming as she grew another inch to 8' 3" (251 cm). Her breasts swelled to Q-cups, the heavy flesh jiggling with the force of her release.

"Oh, god, yes!" she shouted, her hand pressing yours even harder against her clit. The room was a whirlwind of sensations—the smell of her milk, the heat of her body, the sound of her cries, and the sight of her towering over you, her power undeniable.

She released your hand and cupped your torso gently beneath her, closing her eyes and keeping her lips pressed together as soft, muffled moans vibrated through her, riding the lingering waves of ecstasy from her orgasm. (Picture)

Your eyes remained locked on her heaving breasts, your mind racing with a mix of awe and primal desire. Your cock throbbed painfully, begging for release. You felt yourself being drawn to her, your body responding to the magnetic pull of her dominance.

She opened her eyes, her pleased gaze locking onto yours. The hunger in them was palpable, and she smirked knowingly. "You want more, don't you?" she said, her voice a seductive purr. She reached for the bottle of MILF MAX again.

You nodded, unable to form coherent words as she swallowed another pill. Her breasts grew, reaching an unprecedented R-cup. Her height shot up to an intimidating 8' 6" (259 cm). She threw her head back, her laugh echoing through the apartment like thunder as her body surged with power.

"Look at me," she demanded, her voice now a deep, resonant purr. "I'm going to be the biggest, baddest giantess you've ever seen." Her weight was immense, but somehow, you felt safe and secure beneath her.

Your heart raced as you watched her swell before your eyes. Her breasts grew to S-cups, and you couldn't help but stare as the creamy liquid pooled around her areolae.

She chuckled darkly, her eyes gleaming with power. "You're mine," she whispered, her voice a seductive rumble that seemed to shake your very core. She leaned in, her breasts pressing down on you, and you felt the weight of her dominance, her desire for absolute control. "And I'm going to make sure you never forget it~."

Her hand slid down your body, her thick fingers wrapping around your erection. You gasped at the sensation of her touch, her grip firm and commanding. "Now," she murmured, her eyes never leaving yours, "are you going to be a good little toy and make me happy?"

She leaned down, her massive S-cup breasts pressing into your chest, her large face so close you could feel the heat of her breath. Her eyes searched yours, looking for submission. You nodded, unable to resist the siren's call of her dominance.

With a smug smile, she began to pump your cock, her grip firm and unyielding. The feeling of her powerful hand on you was exhilarating, and you could feel the beginnings of a climax building. "Good boy," she murmured, her voice a dark caress that sent shivers down your spine.

You watched as she grew even larger, her breasts expanding to T-cups, the weight of them pushing you deeper into the mattress. The room was filled with the scent of milk and sex, the air thick with the promise of what was to come.

"I can feel it," she whispered, her eyes hooded with desire. "I can feel the power coursing through me. I'm going to keep growing until I'm the biggest, the best~..." Her voice trailed off as she leaned closer, her breath hot and sticky against your skin.

She slid your dick inside her pussy and straightened up as she sat down on it with a loud, wet smacking sound, taking you in completely with a satisfied moan. Her giant, heavy ass buried your legs, wobbling powerfully from side to side like an enormous jelly cake.

The sensation of her warm, wet flesh enveloping you was like nothing you had ever felt before. Her power, her dominance, it all became clear as she began to move her hips, her massive breasts bouncing with each thrust. You felt yourself getting lost in her, your body responding to the primal instinct to satisfy the massive giantess above you.

Her movements grew more vigorous, her breasts slapping against her chest with every movement, the sound echoing through the room. Her eyes never left yours as she rode you, her expression one of pure pleasure and control. "You like this, don't you?" she taunted, her voice now a deep, sultry growl. "You like being fucked by your sexy, giant neighbor?"

She leaned back, her breasts hanging over you like twin moons, the weight of them a delicious torment as they swayed with every thrust. "Say it~," she demanded, her hand reaching up to squeeze one of her massive, milk-laden globes. "Say you love it."

You felt the bed frame protest even more, the headboard slamming against the wall with every bounce of her hips. Her pussy clamped down on you, so tight and wet, it was like she was made to fit you perfectly. "Say it," she repeated, her voice a mix of pleasure and demand.

Her movements became more forceful, her massive T-cup breasts swaying and slapping against her chest with each thrust. Milk sprayed from her nipples, splattering your face and chest in warm, sticky streams. "Tell me you love being under me," she growled, her eyes blazing with dominance.

You gasped as she slammed down harder, her hips grinding against yours in a relentless rhythm. Her breasts grew visibly, swelling to U-cups as she reached 8' 10" (269 cm), the bed groaning under her new weight. "I can feel you trembling," she taunted, her voice echoing like thunder. "You're so close, aren't you~?"

Her fingers dug into your shoulders, pinning you effortlessly as she rode you with wild abandon. Milk gushed freely now, soaking your chest and pooling on the sheets. "Say it!" she roared, her eyes blazing with fury and ecstasy. "Tell me how much you crave this!"

Your climax hit you like a tidal wave, your body arching off the bed as you cried out her name. She laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through your bones. "Good boy," she purred, grinding her hips against your spent cock. "But I'm just getting started."

Panting, you watched in awe as Lila's body began to swell again. Her breasts surged to V-cups, each now way larger than your head, and she grew taller still, reaching 9 feet (274 cm). The sheer dominance in her gaze made your pulse race.

Her hips rolled slowly, milking every last drop from your softening cock. "That was cute~," she purred, her voice now deep enough to rattle the windows. "But I told you—I'm just getting started." She lifted herself off you with ease.

She sprang to her feet abruptly, her towering 9-foot (274 cm) frame colliding with the ceiling with a resounding thud, forcing her to bend at the waist. Plaster dust rained down, tickling her scalp as she muttered curses under her breath. "Fuck! These apartments weren’t built for goddesses." Her V-cup breasts jiggled violently with each movement, milk splattering across the floor like spilled paint. She glared at the cracked ceiling, then let her eyes sweep down to you—sharp, hungry, and predatory.

With a throaty chuckle, she snatched the MILF MAX bottle off the nightstand, rattling the pills inside. "You look cozy down there," she teased, her voice like velvet wrapped around steel. "But we both know you want me bigger." She popped two pills into her mouth, swallowing them dry.

“Come. We’re fucking in the living room next.” She turned and stomped away, leaving you with the sight of her gigantic ass wobbling and swaying powerfully from side to side as she left the room.

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[growclonegrow]

-macromastiadream

[gabidy-gook]

Lauren laid in the bed, looking down at what had become of herself. Each or her tits were bigger than her torso now. Her husband had just left for work, after cumming in her three times. This, of course, made her grow. He had grown too, though that required her to make him cum, which was becoming more difficult as she got bigger. She moped for a bit, still horny, sell needing something...

She needed to be bigger. She enjoyed the feeling of growth so much, it felt better than cumming. She stayed at home, unable to really fit into anything besides some of her biggest dresses, but she wanted to go out. Lauren and her boyfriend had eaten all the food they had at home the first couple days, just enjoying the growth and all the sex.

She hadn't had enough, though. She rolled on her side, and with effort drug herself off the bed, falling back onto the bed twice, her giants breasts spreading under her and catching her. She grumbled with frustration as she struggled to get her arms under or at least around them. She loved how much they were in the way. She loved how she had to hold them up if she wanted to walk easily. She threw on a big shirt, it was huge, just big enough to cover her completely, though. She pulled on some shorts, which were tight over her ass and set out, waddling forth.

Lauren was glad, at least, that she lived in a walkable part of town, and that it wasn't particularly crowded at the moment. Though, she lived the stares, gasps, and unabashed lust she was met with as she waddled on towards his target. The froyo place was a little favorite of hers and her husband's, where they had had their first date. The guy at the counter froze when she walked in. Lauren smirked at him, then smiled as she felt her giant nipples tense against the chilled air. She said nothing to him, her mind focused solely on the dispensers, on drinking down as much as she could, on growing bigger. She finally reached her target, positioned her head under the nozzle, and started gulping.

The growth started after the first two gulps. Her breasts easily pushing out of the shirt, hanging down close to the ground as she was bent over. Larger and rounder they grew, in pulses with each swallow. Lauren may have gasped as they touched the cold tile floor, but he's mouth was too busy swallowing, her mind fizzling with pleasure, her pussy quivering and leaking too much for her to have any other thoughts or sensations. Her boobs spread out on the floor as they kept growing, pressing against the wall, then her legs, billowing out to either side of her, piling up and out, bigger and more massive with each second.

Lauren didn't notice just how big they were getting, they pushed more and more against her legs, so much so she just bent her knees and... She was still gulping. She was laying atop her massive breasts, growing and growing. It did occur to her that her feet weren't on the floor anymore, she was held up entirely by her breasts. She came instantly, her cum rushing down her thighs and over the underside of her boobs. She didn't stop swallowing, though, she never wanted to stop growing now.

However, her breasts finally grew large enough to slowly start pushing her head away from the dispenser. With each gulp her mouth moved out of position until she could finally no longer gulp down any more froyo.

"More!" She moaned, "I need more! To be bigger! Bigger!" She demanded, wobbling atop her breasts that spread out from under her for several feet in every direction, leaving her plump body laid flat atop them.

"Please?" She gave a final beg.

[toweroverme]

Who's the boss?

Size-mancer story

Shortly after the blackmail incident with tits Mcgee. Word got out fast! I was getting approached by so many women filled with curiosity and some......with requests.

Then, I was offered a large sum to come over for the weekend and help her 'expand' her horizons. I was broke, so I couldn't resist. I dont know why I didn't think of it before. This could be a very lucrative venture.

She paid me as soon as i arrived. I told her about my need to recharge, so we started with simple things , a little height increase, some hip expansion. She loved the preliminary results, very excited for more.

" I'm going to take a shower while you 'recharge'. Just relax. I'll be back soon "

Just as i heard the shower turn on.... i heard footsteps... her mother walked in....

I saw what you did to my daughter, mister. And there is no way I'm letting her be bigger than me! I'm the mommy, im supposed to be bigger, and you WILL give it to me!

She was beautiful, what a milf! I almost didn't want to change anything, but how could i deny her? Her sultry voice whispering in my ear.... ugh. She was very convincing.

I got a little carried away. She kept yelling "bigger!" I was swept away with the moment.

I heard the door creak open....

"MOM?!? What are doing here? I thought you left this morning? Omg, your humongous!

This is not fair, I found him, he's mine!!

Let's go stud! Your coming with me, now you have to make me bigger than she is. She always steals all the attention from the guys I bring home. You have to make me bigger than her, we had a deal!"

She wouldn't let me stop until she almost reached the ceiling, towering over the bed that was creaking and straining from all the extra weight. Which looked amazing on her.

"There! Now that's better, she won't be stealing my boyfriends anymore. My tits and ass are so much bigger than hers now. Thank you. I think this is more than enough. Pleasure doing business with you, and no, I won't tell anyone about this."

I almost made it to the door when I felt a tug on my jacket and heard the click of the lock.

"Where do you think you're going? The money she gave you was mine, so technically, you still owe me! She already fell asleep, I just checked, so we won't be disturbed. We have all night to play. Now..... don't stop until I give the word. I will be the master of this house, as it should be! "

After almost an hour, she gave me the word. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I never thought anyone would want to be this big. She barely fit in the room. She grabbed my hand as she looked down at me with a delicious grin. I followed her as she crawled to the bathroom. Barely fitting through doors. She was kneeling down in the shower and still towered over me. I got instantly hard

" I guarantee she will be calling you in the morning after she sees what you did to me. So, let's make a deal... as long as you don't make her bigger or hotter than me, you can have me whenever you want. You're really cute, especially at that size, and mommy needs satisfaction. So... what do you say?

I thought so... now, get over here and wash this curvy goddess you created while I play with myself, thinking about my new toy...😈"

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