Safetystars

"One... Two..."

An early morning session in an empty gym. She'd dropped the scoops of the growth powder into her gym shake just like the instructions said. An hour later, Elle had found herself in the bathroom, biting her lip and covering her mouth to muffle the loudest, most intense chain of orgasms she'd ever had.

She hadn't even realised her tits and ass were growing, as the minutes stretched on with ceaseless unabating pleasure wracking her. It had been so intense, almost on the edge of pain, and Elle was left a shivering mess in the stall. When she finally sat up, her legs quivering and shaking, feeling drained and exhausted, she'd almost hit her head as she looked down. Elle's view was blocked by an enormous pair of boobs that had certainly never been there before, and were currently doing their best to free themselves from her crop top. Her sports bra was long-deceased, ripped clean in two under the assault of growth.

"What the fuck..." she whispered, her voice faint and fascinated.

Elle had raised a trembling finger, still panting, and had tentatively brushed one of the boobs. Her digit struck a thick, hard nipple, and she swore she could fucking smell colour as a spike of pleasure hit her. It was as if she could hear it, loud and tinny in her ears, and she covered her mouth again, only making it worse by jostling her new chest with her arm.

She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, which felt good too, but the shock of ecstasy slowly subsided, replaced by a continual heated arousal... Elle looked down and did a double take, almost toppling sideways off the toilet seat, which was entirely invisible because of the monster dumptruck her ass had become. Her widened hips and thickened thighs had torn her shorts along the seams, and her butt stuck out like a shelf, stretching her underwear to a thong.

"What's happened to me?!" she exclaimed, getting unsteadily to her feet, looking this way and that at her physique. Once, Elle been a slim gym rat with a runner's build. She'd joined this gym, hoping to bulk up once she started weightlifting, and had decided to try their in-house new formula this week.

She exited the stall and went to look in the full length mirror.

"Well, it ain't exactly the growth I expected, but I ain't gonna say no to that!" Elle said, touching her expanded hourglass figure... She groaned loudly, feeling herself grow wet again. Her probing became more fervent. She certainly had made some gains, she considered, as she admired the muscle in her thighs and calves beneath the new, soft curves. Elle dropped any pretense of decency as she began fondling her breasts. They had quadrupled - no, quintupled in size... she wasn't sure what the term was when you went six times or more... She wasn't sure about any of this... but it felt sooo good. One hand hopelessly attempted to palm one of her giant tits, and the other pawed and groped at the bubble butt and thick, supple thighs that adorned her lower half. "Oohh... Ahhhhhh..." Elle groaned, unable to contain her cries as her hands celebrated the swollen magnificence of her body.

As Elle came again, she gripped the sink, and saw the wood splinter like a wafer beneath her fingers.

Elle began reapplying her makeup. The process calmed her, allowing her to take in all that had happened. The feelings of being overwhelmed subsided, replaced by excitement and a certain anticipation for... something. She murmured "Now, giant knockers 'n' booties that'd put a hooters employee to shame, yeah, I can believe that," she murmured to herself. "But that sure as hell ain't fuckin' normal."

Elle finished her eyeliner, then laughed. "Fuck normal," she growled loudly.

"Huh?" a voice said. Steve the janitor shuffled in, pulling his cart behind him. "Everything okay in here miss--" he began, before his voice died as he stared at the bombshell before him. Steve's eyes took in the women, unable to fully process her hotness before him. 5'10'' of toned muscle, holding up a banging body, with hips wider than her shoulders, thighs that could crush his skull, and boobs bigger than her head.

"I said... FUCK normal." Elle repeated, striding past Steve to her gym bag. She pulled out the zipper bag that contained the remainder of the growth powder and opened it. She was just tilting her head back when she paused, turning to Steve.

"Ma'am... you okay?" Steve mumbled, standing strategically behind his cart to hide the obvious throbbing erection that threatened the integrity of his overalls.

"Why, yes I am, thank you kindly," Elle said, taking a step towards him. With one hand, she gripped the cart, denting the metal as she pulled it aside. She took another step, until she stood in front of him. She was just an inch taller than him, but she may as well have towered over him for the effect she had. Steve stumbled back into the vanity behind him. "Ouch, shit!" he said, raising his hand to look at the splinter that had poked him. "Beggin' your pardon, ma'am, but seems this sink is busted and I..." Steve's voice trailed as Elle took another step towards him, holding up the bag.

"Where do y'all keep the rest of the formula, sonny?" she asked, her voice cheery but brimming with a demanding undertone.

"Well, it's in the back, but, stock's a little limited and you already seem to have--" Steve's voice faltered and he gasped as Elle lifted him bodily with one hand into the air.

She enjoyed the feeling of her curves pressing against her as she squatted. "Now, Steve's a little tongue tied with a load of yackin' 'n' no good nonsense," Elle crooned, addressing his twitching cock. "Maybe you can help me out with this, handsome." Elle's breath was hot on Steve's cock, and he had no time to think as Elle's lips surrounded him. Elle did not relinquish her grip, her head bobbing back and forth, groaning in contentment as she had her way with him. She enjoyed the feeling of her massive boobs straining against her shirt, and she seized them again, unable to contain her arousal. All too soon, Steve's toes pointed towards the ground as he shot a load down her throat.

Elle straightened, licking her lips and lowered Steve to the ground. "Mmm... I needed a little protein pick me up." She gently stroked Steve's limp cock, easily coaxing it back to semi-hardness as she pressed her enormous breasts against his chest. She placed Steve's hand on her ass, letting him feel the material of her shorts stretched almost to ripping.

"Now, you tell me which direction to go, and you can follow and enjoy the view..." She began walking confidently out of the bathroom. He mumbled directions, hand still firmly on her ass. The first rays of the morning light hit Elle as she sauntered through the gym, and Steve watched in incredulity as her oversized curves slowly shredded her previously well-fitting gymwear.

"You play you cards right, boy, and maybe I'll let you do a lil more than watch..." Elle said, a smile on her face as she slid open the door. Her grin widened, then became slack with astonishment as she saw tens upon tens of zipper bags just like the one she carried.

"Watch what?" Steve said. "You got a little sexy somethin' planned for me?" He grinned, squeezing a round ass cheek. As he did so, her shorts ripped further. "Shit..." Steve muttered in amazement.

"Now, listen-" she said, looking at his nametag, "Steve, it looks like I've hit the fuckin' motherload..." She picked up a watercooler bottle and easily wrenched off the top. Then, grabbing fistfuls of the bags and ripping them open, she began dumping the contents into the water, which fizzed and frothed as, one by one, she emptied the gym's entire stock.

"Jung won't be able to help himself when he sees my new jiggling giant jugs." She had to move her arms back so she could manage to put them on her hips - well that was new. She pouted, winking at the mirror, but was unable to contain a squeal of excitement. "Oh my God! They're huge! I can't believe they grew so much from a few drops!"

She looked down. She couldn't even see her feet anymore. Originally, she'd planned to make her boobs grow to match her hips. She'd always wanted an hourglass figure, and was self-conscious of her pear-shape. "Well, no one's gonna call me flat now are they!" she gushed, her excitement growing. "No more measly Melissa for me!" she laughed, hefting one of her tits and dropping it, almost toppling forward at the momentum and laughing in delight... "Mmm... More like mountains Melissa now..." She bit her lip. "That felt good... just imagine Jung's big strong hands all over these..."

As she said this, she struggled to cross her arms over her enormous breasts, each bigger than her head, and she tilted her chin, fluttering her eyelashes.

Melissa felt herself flush as she imagined Jung approaching her and touching them tenderly, planting kisses on them. She felt her newly enlarged nipples, now the size of thimbles atop her saucer size areolas, stiffen against the fabric of her shirt. She closed her eyes. "Yes Jung, they're all for you... so now you have tits and ass." she giggled. She opened her eyes again, and in her mind she saw him licking them and grabbing them roughly. "Mmm..." she moaned as the fantasy played out. "Well, mostly tits now. I hope you that's okay, baby."

She frowned. "Is that okay?" She looked at herself, then over to the lightly glowing serum on her nightstand. She walked over, wobbling a little at her unfamiliar new centre of gravity.

"Do I really want to just be okay?" Melissa said, then laughed aloud. "Fuck that."

Picking up the bottle, she removed the pipette and squeezed a drop carefully onto her hip, then on to the right hip, before squeezing one on to her ass. "There we go..." she said, feeling a slight headrush and heat. The instructions clearly said not to use more than one drop a month, and Melissa had already used eight. With the heat, she began to feel the same tantalising pressure building. A bead of sweat ran down her neck. "Oh... Jung..." she said, gripping her bedpost. The tension increased. "I wanna be your perfect curvy girl..." she whispered.

Then it started. "Ahh..." she hissed, as pleasure began to fill her. She felt her hands moving as the surface of her hips swelled. She watched, transfixed, as her pelvis began to widen. Her thighs thickened, tapering perfectly from her broadening hips. "I'm getting..." she murmured as she bent forward. "So thick!" she squealed, feeling her ass begin to grow. She watched in fascination, turning to see her derriere swell, rounding out behind her.

"I'll be all he thinks about when he's awake, asleep, at work... in the shower." she whispered, watching herself slowly grow. The pleasure built, and she came, once, then twice, as she gained inch after inch. It was all she could do to keep her eyes open, and she sank to her knees from the intensity of the sensations running all over her body.

Unbeknownst to Melissa, the overdose she had given herself was also working double time on something else. As she fondled herself, Melissa's entire frame began to stretch. Her shorts tore as her hips widened, but she hadn't noticed them riding higher up her thighs before that. "Fuck... this feels amazing!" she groaned. As she leaned back, her already tight shirt constricted further about her bust. As Melissa gained two, then three, then four inches in height, The shirt reached a breaking point, its front ripping, exposing her massive, glorious breasts. "These are all mine..." she said, drunk on the feeling. "And yours too, Mr Jung, if you play your cards right!" she continued, winking at the mirror and blowing a kiss. She felt her ass press more into her calves as it swelled further.

"Mmm... I almost want more." Melissa said, as the feeling subsided. She stood, looking over her improved curves, lapping up the sexiness that was her. "Haha, if I put anymore I think Jung will have a heart attack when he sees me." she said, thumbing the open bottle, the pipette still in her hand. "And maybe he'd deserve it too, for neglecting me and these sexy titties and ass that deserve all his attention!"

Melissa looked down at the bottle, failing to notice the floor slip two inches further away beneath her cleavage as she reached 5'7''. "Hmmph! More like everyone's attention!" Melissa said, grinning as she struck a pose. The remainder of her top fell to the floor, defeated, as she hit 5'8''. The rags of her shorts had long since fallen away under the onslaught of her growing booty, but she rubbed her foot unconsciously at the itching of her socks, which felt tight as she passed 5'10''.

Melissa stretched. "A little more couldn't hurt." she told herself, squeezing four drops on to her decotellage, then four more on to her behind. By the time she had begun squeezing a good few drops all over her thighs and hips, she was already growing again. "In fact... a little more could feel really good..." she groaned, her voice strained. She had reached 6' in height, and was rapidly surpassing it. Her breasts were now wider than her shoulders, and had descended past her belly button. Each was full and rounded, like a weighted beach ball. Meanwhile, as she hit 6'3'', her ass, thighs, and hips ballooned.

She accidentally spilled a little more into her huge cleavage. "Better make up for that!" she said, hitting 6'7'' and pouring straight from the bottle on to herself. An influx of pleasure beyond any she had felt hit her, and she screamed in ecstasy, dropping the bottle on to herself as she hit 7'3''...

The ground rumbled. Jung, in his dorm room, wondered what was going on. There it was again, like small earthquakes, rhythmically hitting the ground again and again. He stood and looked outside of his window, drawing the blinds.

A huge brown eye was looking into his window. It crinkled, and a voice, friendly but terrifying, boomed, rattling the glass.

Then she winked, and I felt my cock twinge in anticipating as she crooked a finger. I took the signal and dashed into my room and out into the corridor, still in my boxers, before fumbling with her door handle.

When I entered, I saw her still in the balcony, glorious curves bathed in light. I wanted to lose myself in those. My cock stiffened further, and I exhaled at a pinch, slightly stronger than before, against my boxers.

Fuck, she was hot. The curtains billowed in the breeze as she entered the bedroom, and I stared at her tits, pushing firmly against the cups of the negligee, spilling gorgeously over, begging for my hands to grab them. My cock sent a lance of hunger as my boxers strained, and I looked down in surprise to see my erection bigger than it had ever been, tugging itself free of my boxers as a button popped off and across the room.

She hadn’t even spoken, but her intent was clear as she closed in on me. Fuck me her tits seemed even bigger up close! the overspill from the cups was more than most women had to start with! I took in her sensual, wide hips and long legs. I’d never been with a tall woman before, and my cock pulsed further out of its confines as I imagined fucking this walking sex bomb.

Not much imagining left, I thought, as her sashay took her halfway across the room. I heard a soft, husky chuckle, and she crooked a finger towards me again. She had stopped exactly next to the bed.

I began moving, and as I moved across the soft carpet my hands twitched in anticipation of getting a handful of those breasts... They had slipped out even further. No, wait, there was a rip at the front of the garment. They looked absolutely fucking enormous, and the fact that her sexy little outfit couldn’t even contain that amount of tit was... really hot, somehow.

As I walked to within a few feet, I realised I had underestimated her height too. She wasn’t just tall, she was really tall, actually, standing almost equal to my six feet, with a ridiculous amount of leg - thick but toned thighs tapering to gorgeous hips that I could not wait to thrust between.

I hurried the last few steps, but stumbled when I actually SAW her top rip open further to allow.. more.. than there had been before. The cups bulged further outwards, despite her breathing slowly, and I saw a tear form, lengthening and widening but instantly being filled by tit, even though the cups on the sides remained as stuffed as ever. ‘Are her boobs growing?!’ was my thought as I tripped. I put my hands out to catch myself, humiliation filling the back of my mind - but then I stopped in mid-air. I felt my cock touching the carpet, and looked down, only to gasp. I was suspended a foot from the ground, but my dick was filling the distance. What was happening? It was HUGE. I mean, fucking massive, veiny and thick, filling the entire hole at the front of my boxers. I hadn’t even noticed that I had lost the other buttons. 

But then a loud ripping tore my attention away as something soft brushed my face. Tits. Huge tits. Fucking gigantic tits. The hand around me lifted me back on to my feet with ease, and I noted defined muscles in the arms of this... woman fell short of describing. My entire view as she steadied me was taken up by the biggest boobs I have ever seen. They projected more than a foot from her chest, teardrops that descended from beneath her collar bone to her waist, and were wider than her torso... her widened torso. As I was put back upright, I looked UP into her eyes, several inches above mine. She smiled, and my cock pulsed- no - GREW further. My mouth went dry as I felt her lengthening arm slide down my muscles to grip my ass.

I could see her getting taller, growing upwards and outwards as she gestured for me to get on to the bed. Her body casually split and discarded the rest of her outfit, exposing her glistening pussy. I lay flat on the bed, and she mounted it with one foot, exposing her slit to me. The blond curls were damp, and she let out a soft moan as we watched my cock expand another couple of inches outwards, thickening and hardening further still, partially blocking my view of her... except for her tits. Her curves seemed to be growing faster than her, and I saw tit burgeoning outwards, along with her hips shifting her stance wider. 

As she climbed on to the bed, easily over seven feet tall, I wondered why I wasn’t freaking out. A woman seemed to be becoming a- - giantess in front of me, and my muscles were tensing as I seemed to be transforming into her fuck toy. I looked at my cock, now over a foot and a half and thicker around than a water bottle, and I saw she wouldn’t be able to fit that in.

She looked at me, and saw my thoughts as I looked back and forth from my cock to her.

“Not yet, but soon...” she whispered, her tones thrumming my bones, and I saw her begin to expand faster, feeling drops of pussy juice fall on to my thighs as she began to lower herself on to my behemoth cock. She sank lower and lower on to it, and I could feel her growing and expanding as she descended, and she voiced for the first time her pleasure, letting loose a throaty moan as she attempted to fit me inside her. In moments she had grown another foot, and her hips had widened further, now three times the width of her waist. Her tits swung pendulously, slapping at her knees, each one having expanded quickly from beach balls to bean chairs.

I could feel her ass quickly thickening and billowing out behind her as she settled upon me, and I felt her glorious increasing weight as my cock finally slipped the last few inches inside her. It had not stopped enlarging, and neither had she, and she now shifted to take her weight on to her knees. I gasped for breath as the 11 foot woman lifted herself off me. She raised her hands into the air, gripping the ceiling for support above her. Then she began to thrust and, to my surprise, I felt our growth begin to accelerate to a speed that made what had happened till now seem slow.

Only 2 pills left.

Carla picked them up in her hand, and thought about the power that lay in these tiny capsules.

A muscle twitched, and she moved our of the way of a 'low' beam. Then Carla twisted, rising on to her toes, feeling taut muscle and the delicious feeling her top stretch tight across her rack.

She raised the pills towards her luscious lips, and whispered.