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Most days, it was effectively dead, leaving Katherine time to rest by the register. Another day, another eight hours of boredom, the redhead mused as she lit a joint and took a long draft from it. "Who knew being a witch would be so boring!" She quietly grumbled to herself. "Certainly doesn't help that most people know magic isn't real." She said as she held a fistful of crystals in the palm of her hand.

As Katherine released the plume of weed smoke, the crystals in her hand instantly grew warm. Her eyes fluttered as her body felt like she was being bathed in sunlight while her mind felt fuzzy, like her very thoughts became TV static. When she had the strength to open her eyes, the rake-thin redhead saw how her body had changed. She had grown and ballooned outwards:

Her thighs had softened and thickened to nearly three times reducing her flowing skirt into a microskirt that barely covered her ass. Speaking of which, her asscheeks were bigger than basketballs, effortlessly swallowing and turning her lace panties into a thong. Her belly was soft and fat, spilling over her waistband, filling her lap, and giving her a set of plump lovehandles. Finally, her cute green top was stretched beyond all measure as her tiny B cups swelled to what had to, at least, be the size of a HH cup. HOLY SHIT!!! I'M LIKE, A TOTAL FUCKING BABE! Katherine mused as she squeezed her breasts together.

She stared at her reflection, tracing her tongue over her glossy, pink, plump cockpillows as tingling pleasure slowly faded from her mind. A part of Katherine knew she should tell someone to get help and transform back to her real self. But a bigger, louder, hornier part of her made her hold onto the gems in her hand and take another drag of the shop's unique and proprietary blend. If for no other reason than to see if she'd grow again.

Tim shuddered as he felt his mind started to go numb while his cock grew hard. The longer he stared at Emma's breasts, the more his balls churned, the harder his dick got, his thoughts grew foggier and foggier. But... he couldn't bring himself to look away. Just seeing that subtle bounce and the quiet groan of her top kept Tim from breaking free of Emma's spell. "I-but... I can't." Tim gasped out as he felt his jeans suddenly become far too tight. "W-won't stop o-once I s-start."

"Oh, I know," Emma sultrily purred. "More than that, I know your cum will make my tits grow. Dont you want that?" She cooed as she increased the speed of her movements, pulling a whimper from Tim. "Why resist? You love big tits, don't you? Well... all I want is to have the biggest tits in the world." Emma licked her lips. "Go on, Tim. Pull out your cock and cover me in cum."

Tim felt his mind go blank as Emma's words as her rippling, bouncing, gorgeous breasts finally hammered past what little willpower he had left. His eyes glazed over as he undid the button on his jeans and whipped out his throbbing, pre-drooling cock. Then, without so much as a touch, Tim erupted, plastering Emma's hair back, coating her face in layers of jizz as he showered her tits in load after load of cum.

The effect was immediate. Emma felt her own mind erupt with ecstasy as her breasts absorbed everything Tim blasted out onto them. The blonde rode the waves of orgasmic bliss out until she felt her top finally burst as her breasts swelled to double their size, stopping just at her bellybutton with how huge and round they had become. Emma gazed at Tim and wobbled her tits about, pulling a low groan from him.

"What do you desire... mistress?"

Emma grinned as she made her breasts bounce and sway once more. "Well, hubby bunny, I want you to get as hard as iron and then fuck my tits over and over again until they're so large, I can barely move!"

Tim just moaned as his cock surged back to full hardness and made his way to his wife, unable to think, unable to resist, and unable to stop her from transforming into a living fertility idol.

You couldn't explain it but ever since you had gone through puberty you had a gift. Or a curse depending on the day. Every time you started to desire a woman sexually you unconsciously would start making them bigger.

For years you had basically shut yourself away from the outside world but today you were required to come into the office today and train the new hire. You could already feel your mental fortitude failing you. The new hire was everything you wanted in a woman. She had especially chosen the wrong day to wear what had to be the skimpiest professional dress you had ever seen.

You cleared your throat as you tried to show her how the computer program worked. "So uhh if you click here you can change your password." You spoke as you felt your eyes drift towards her cleavage.

Without warning you watched it happen as soon as you stared at them they started to grow. Just a cup size for now but enough to already get you horny. You took a shaky breath as she peered down at her chest. Reshuffling it as she tried to tick her boobs back into place.

You felt your dick throb as a slight moan escaped her. You watched as her ass bubbled out. Her thighs plumping up. Her head rose a tad as she shuffled in her chair.

You tried to fight it but by now it was too late. Your eyes greedily lust after every inch of her as they stared down at her body.

It all happened before you could even hope to stop it. Her body shaking as she gasped with pleasure. Her body lighting up as she felt the pleasure course through her. Her boobs jutted out from underneath her dress as her eyes grew wide. Her hands clutching her tits as they billowed out. Her dress rose up her legs as she stood up. Her knees bending as she tried to hold the electric pleasure. Her feet pinching in her heels.

She took a shaky breath as she readjusted standing in front of you as she stared at her new body.

"I'm... Bigger. Howthefuck am I bigger and so... Sexy"

She looked at you for support as you made her grow again. Her tits nearly fell out of that dress as her nipples poked through the garment. Her ass nearly popping the seams in the back as stretch marks formed on the skirt.

She peered at your throbbing erection as she smirked and made a jerking motion. "Seems like I'm not the only thing getting bigger. She stepped towards you as she erupted in size.

Her legs failed her as the pleasure overcame her body. She fell to her knees just as her dress ripped to pieces. Her body expanded outwards as she filled half the room. Her head was already encroaching on the roof from her knelt position. She tried to calm down as she felt every nerve in her body light up.

"I don't know how this is happening but please don't stop" she whimpered as she moaned. It was enough to set you off because with one quiver she filled the room. Her masivetits smashing you up against the wall as her head shot out into the next room. Her feet crashing through the other as you heard several screams.

You tried to free yourself but every movement made you even harder and her even bigger. You could feel the pressure ebuilding as you closed your eyes giving in and imagining her the size of a city. You felt her tighten and shake as she started to scream in pleasure

She was never exactly "small" by any means when you met her. She always cited her growing to need an E cup bra as justifying why she also never made it past 5'2". When her E cups began to tighten, she'd blame her cycle as she repeatedly tugged and adjusted the straps that dug into her shoulders. When the Es became Fs she joked about starting to have her doubts and then as she stood at the register tapping her debit card for 2 newly purchased GGs shortly after she admitted she was entirely out of ideas.

As you made your way down the hall now, you took in the sight of her approaching in the opposite direction like any other day. Tshirt pulled tight over her one and only J cup bra (she could only afford one this time), thin jersey knit clinging to the fullest part of her bust just below her ribcage before hanging loosely down to just above her belly button.

Before you could even process why the fit of her shirt somehow seemed off this morning; she snapped you out of your casual stare by stopping suddenly and reaching up, she stretches the crook between her index finger and thumb beneath your lower lip and pulls your eyes down into hers.

"Like what you see?" the unfamiliar directness she asked with was emphasized by her index finger and thumb now pressing the insides of your cheeks against forcing your jay partially open. Sunlight streaming through the open bedroom door to her right cast a distinct shadow where breast flesh was now pooched up over the top of the massive cups, showing the clear signs of overwhelming this one too.

She could see your eyes involuntarily flitting back and forth and answered before you get the words out. "You're probably a little light on blood upstairs so let me save you the trouble. No, it's not your imagination and yes, it means exactly what you think it does".

You could feel your mouth going dry as this was all new and too unfamiliar to guess where it was all going. "It's more than that though..." she continued, now eyeing you up and down in return. "Boobs like this and only what, like five two? Can you believe it?"

You instinctively loosened the neck muscles you'd kept clenched up to this point as you felt her hand still gripping your lower jaw, move it slowly in a nodding motion and then and side to side as if giving you a choice while continuing to slowly scan you head toe. "I bet you're going to remember this moment for a long time aren't you? I hope so, I want you...need you to remember this because as big as these have gotten on me at five two, what do you think of them at five three?"

"Dad come here," Amaya said.

Her dad reluctantly entered, knowing what it was going to be about. "Yes, darling?"

"Daddy, look at how big my boobs are getting....." She smiled and lifted her top, feeling her breasts, showing them off for him.

"Sweetheart, please. Don't expose yourself like that."

"Why? Aren't they pretty? You don't think so?"