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As Devin ripped his jersey off, Connor took a huge breath of air. After inhaling nothing but his upperclassman buddy’s ab sweat and potent musk for the last few hours, he was relieved to finally take in the fresh air. However, the relief was short-lived as Devin used his thumb to pull out the waistband of his jockstrap. Connor knew he would become close with his upperclassman buddy during orientation weekend, but he would’ve never guessed how much. Though he figured he should be grateful. At least he wasn’t with the guys who got cut from the team, who were on the other side of Devin’s abs. - delbucket

“Yeah, I uh… didn’t need it anymore. I, uh, got I was looking for…”

You were staring fixatedly at perfect, round posterior. Last night, as you’d cast your spell, she’d been decidedly lean. But as the night progressed and your spell took effect, she’d grown steadily more… curvaceous. One area in particular.

“So, honey… have you noticed anything… weird this morning?” you asked, innocently.

“Like what?”

“Like… I don’t know… chairs being smaller, maybe? Pants being tighter?”

“No,” she said, flatly.

“Just ignore me, I’m insane!” you said, with an awkward laugh.

Talia shrugged, and reached for a glass on the top shelf.

“Hrrrfff!” she said, standing on her tip toes and reaching up for it. You were so distracted by her recently enhanced backside it didn’t occur to you to offer to help.

“Hey!” she said, flouncing beautifully as she tried to reach up for it. “Little help?”

“I’m sorry!” you said, getting up carefully as tucking your erection under your waistband. “ I was just-“

“C’mmmon!” said Talia, and as she grunted, her clothing started to tighten.

You froze, slack jawed.

Her arm, her legs, her whole body stretched several inches, lifting her hand closer to the glass.

As her whole body grew longer and taller, each inch of vertical growth was matched by at least two inches of addition horizontal growth. Her body grew thicker.

Her pants rode up her calves. Her top shrank and tightened across her back.

The fabric of her pants tightened as her thighs grew at least three or four inches wider. Her hips flared out, growing more than anything else, nearly five of six inches wider.

Her ass bubbled and inflated, bigger and rounder, jiggling slightly as it swelled to plumper, perkier version of itself.

“Oh, nevermind! I can reach after all!” said Talida, grabbing the cup like she’d had just grown taller right in front of you. “Sorry, don’t know why it took me a moment!”

Talia hummed perkily as she finished making her shake and started to drink it down.

“Baby?”

“Mmm-hmm?”

“Did you feel anything… weird just now? Did you feel strange… or… like, suddenly tall?”

“No… I feel, uh… 5’7”. Same as I’ve always been.”

She’d been 5’4” when she got up this morning.

“The spell was still be resolving itself… dammit, did I need to set a cap or something?”

“What are you saying to yourself?” asked Talia, innocently, fixing a second shake.

“Nothing! Nothing!” you said, as she blended and drank a second breakfast shake. “Do you usually drink two of those?”

“Oh, not it’s usually just the one. I’m really hungry today, though!” she said, polishing off the final sip, and then starting to make a third shake. “Really hungry.”

You hadn’t been sure for the first shake, but this time you were looking for it. As she slowly glugged it back, her butt got subtly wider and plumped with every individual gulp. You could seed the individual fabrics getting stretched and warped as her pants grew tighter… and tighter…

By her sixth shake, they were practically shorter. The way her pants legs were practically up to her knees implied it wasn’t just her ass growing.

“Honey, we’re out of fruit and yogurt,” she said, turning around casually and walking to the fridge. “Dammit, what else is there to eat?”

Her tits had been ballooning as well, stretching her to the absolute limit. She was, at the smallest, an E or an F cup now. Her top was so tight it was see-through.

It wasn’t until she reminded you that “her eyes were up here” that you even noticed she was taller than you suddenly.

“Talia… whoa…” you said, as sauntered towards you, hips swinging on way and then the other in a goddess-worthy arc. “How… how tall are you?”

Talia thought for a second.

“6’1”, same as always,” she said, like it was a strange question.

“So… big…” you said, as she drew close and put her hands on your shoulders.

“Yep. I’m still your ‘favorite amazon…’ just like in your vows,” she said, sweetly.

“Our… vows?” you said. In your vows, you’d called her your ‘favorite pixie…’

You turned and looked at you wedding photo on the wall. In the photo she had the same dress, but it barely went a fraction of the way down her thick, curvaceous, and incredibly long thighs. She had the same heels on, jacking her up even taller.

The huge, heavenly mountain of flesh that was her posterior bulged out behind her, stretching her dress so extremely part of it wasn’t in the frame anymore.

In the picture you remembered, she was resting her head against your chest. In the picture you saw, you head was parallel to her cleavage.

You kept staring at the picture, noticing all the deviations and differences… then, the picture itself started to change as you watched.

Her long legs grew longer. Her big butt big bigger and bigger… less and less of it could fit in the frame.

Her head rose upwards, slowly sliding out of the frame. Her breasts ballooned, slowly pushing your head back and back, practically out of the photo.

Your stare was interrupted to something warm and soft pushing into your actual face. Turning around, you saw her tits bounce and jiggle as the bulged over the top and bottom of her bra, stretching it practically to the breaking point.

The bra snapped, as with seismic jiggling, her boobs bounced free, so close to your face they seemed ready to knock you over.

Her pants were stretched so tight they looked like transparent boxer-briefs more than pants.

She giggled down at you, more than seven feet tall and still growing.

Your hands were resting on her hips, though. Her hips kept getting wider and wider… they were wider than your shoulders, and still growing.

The fabric of her pants finally ripped and burst, and she was naked. The kitchen table creaked, as her butt kept growing behind her, and started to push it aside.

“You don’t have to be at work too early, I hope…” she said, brushing the top your head. “I really, really wanted a little… extra attention today…”

“Sure…” you said, trying not to panic in a way that would blow this. “I can call in… later…”

“That’s so good to hear…” she said.

To your delight, she turned around, slowly, and started to bend forward. It was even bigger than you’d expected.

You should’ve stepped back, but instead, you just let her new, round bigness slowly push back against you. Her ass was at least twice as wide as your shoulders, and you could feel it still growing and widening, inch by inch.

You dropped your pants, and was surprised by how loud her voice was when you slipped into her. The force of her round backside shifting and smacking back into your pelvis and stomach nearly floored you.

To just the sight of all that meat rolling towards you and back like waves on the ocean made you more excited than ever.

Her constantly growing butt was too wide to even grab. She’d seized the table, but it had broken under the weight of her arms and constantly expanding breasts.

Your leaned and pressed your hands into the those big, soft, mountains of butt, even as their constant growth slowly slid you back, across the room, and flat against the far wall.

“Don’t stop!” she said, her head growing towards the other wall. “That feels… so… good!”

She kept growing, with twin mountains of flesh growing against you like giant, soft weather balloons. They blew up, bigger and fatter, until you couldn’t see her back over them.

Her thighs and hips started pushing against the side wall, crushing the fridge and other furniture.

Her voice sounded huge, monstrous and distorted, as her ass and thighs and entire body outgrew the room she was packed into.

“MORE!” she bellowed, bucking her weight back against you, cracking the wall and probably a few of your ribs. “I… WANT… MORE!”

You were certain you’d come at least once or twice, and suddenly came too, releasing a bestial bellow of pleasure as her ass grew too big for the house to contain it. The tide of ass blew down the wall, the room, the wing of the house, and then entire house.

Exhausted, dehydrated, and maybe paralyzed, you caught your breath in the rubble, as two huge mountains of Talia’s butt grew fatter and rounder, huge like two hills growing up in the middle of the neighborhood.

Talia found her footing and stood up, more than a hundred feet tall and still growing. Her body was immensely, almost implausibly pear-shaped and bottom heavy. She was so thick that her hips were nearly as wide as she was tall.

“Well, that was a great way to start the day!” she said, stretching her giant body and dusting the rubble of her giant shelf of a bosom like nothing was amiss.

Your lungs hurt when you talked, so you just gave Talia a thumbs off.

“You sleep in!” she said, looking downtown. “I’m actually still sorta hungry… gonna grab something to eat… diet starts tomorrow, I guess!”

She blew you a huge kiss. She crushed cars and houses indifferently as she strutted downtown. Each step, she grew that much bigger, and the swelling mountains behind her bounced and shook like a planet of jello. By the tide she finally made it downtown, her ass was too wide to fit between the buildings… her shaking ass started to tear down buildings.

“If I can still walk…” you said to yourself absent-mindedly, “I should look for a nice spell to heal with…”

Shrinking Talia or her butt in any way, shape, or form was naturally out of the question.

“Holy hell!” you said, watching her hugeness jiggle over the brim on each cup. “We picked that out this morning! How did you grow that much in several hours?”

“Yeah, well… I did. And… here we go,” she said, arching her back slightly and gritting her teeth.

Her bra made a strained, elastic stretching noise. Her cleavage bulged almost up to her neck, and her bust bulged several inches forward into the space in front of her chest.

Your eyes felt as big as dinner plates.

“Did you… see yourself grow just now!?” you asked.

“Yeah… and I felt it!” she grunted, writhing in discomfort. “Fucking… tiny-ass… O-cup… training bra! Gah!”

There was a loud thwap as the pressure of growth overwhelmed the garment, snapping it off instantly.

“Oh, my god!” she moaned, massaging her massiveness. Her huge breasts enveloped her hands and forearms, making them look tiny. “That is so much better… ahhh…”

She sighed, and you could swear you saw her breasts bulge several inches bigger in diameter.

“We need to find out why this is happening…” you said, scratching your head at the way her bosom now openly defied conservation of mass.

“I mean… is it really a problem?” asked Vanessa. “I mean… my boobs are really big. And like, they’re getting even bigger. Is that… really a problem?”

The bed creaked under her, and you heard something else stretch and twang.

“You’re spending us a fortune on bras! And what’s that sound… you already exploded your newest bra!”

“If you’re upset about the bra… don’t look down at my pants…” she said, slowly.

Naturally, you did just that, and saw her thighs bulging out of dozens of rips in her jeans.

“It’s not just my boobs anymore, honey…” she said softly, like she was trying not to startle you. “It’s all of me. I’m growing. I’m getting bigger.”

You saw the legs of her pants slide up her calves as her legs lengthened. Then her pants exploded.

The bed creaked again, and you saw her widening thighs expand to cover more and more of the mattress. Her head crept upwards, inching up and up until she was nearly eye level with you.

Even her sweater was starting to stretch and tear off her arms and shoulders.

“This’ll be a rough transition…” she said, rising up to look you straight in the eye. “I’m going to be much bigger than you… much stronger… my sexual needs are immense, honey, and that’s all going to be on you from now on.”

The bed bent under her weight, and started to break. She grunted and stood up, towering over you at more than eight feet tall. Her giant yoga-ball boobs jiggled, and when she stepped forward, they smothered you, pressing you against the wall.

“I don’t want to be mean honey, but this is how it is from now on and. You need to accept that without question. I’m big. I’m going to get even bigger. I’m in charge.”

You struggled to breathe, or escape. The smothering, warms softness of her expanding breasts pushed you into the wall so hard you felt drywall cracking behind you.

“These are the biggest boobs in the world, sweetie, and they’re all yours, right now if you want them.”

She bent forward as her head reached the ceiling.

“Or you can be extra difficult, and I use them to crush you. It’s really up to you and how well you behave, okay?”

You struggled less.

Anna had grown several cup sizes almost immediately, exploding out of her bra seconds after you slipped her the formula.

Then, she stood up, and was immediately six inches taller than she’s been.

Then, she just kept growing. Less than thirty seconds after she’d stood she was towering over you, blowing up bigger and bigger. Her small breasts had grown to big, blubbery tits which were not only high enough to rest on top of your head… they were bigger than your head.

You were quietly panicking, wondering if your fetish had turned your girlfriend into a gigantic monster.

Anna seemed delighted by her new proportions, even as her swelling body grew towards the roof, and her boobs grew so big they tore open her shirt.

“Did you do this?” she said, bending down to pick you up by the armpits like a child. “I always wanted gigantic boobs!”

Her head dented the ceiling, shaking your dormitory.

“Aw! And I’m ten feet tall! Honey, I’m growing right out of the building! Thank you!”

She gave you a big, wet kiss as she grew through the ceiling and up into the second floor. Her boobs were growing so big they were brushing aside furniture, walls, other students… her enormous rack grew so big it completely enveloped the lower half of your body.

She exploded out of the third story, through the roof, and kept growing. She smiled at you sweetly as students and faculty pointed up at her, screamed, and ran for their lives.

“You deserve a big reward!” she said, smooshing in between her giant tits.

“Anna! Slow down! You’re-“

“Get it? Big reward?” she repeated. “Like, big like a really good reward, but also big like, I’m a hundred feet tall and my boobs are bigger than a house?”

“I GOT IT!” you screamed, as she pushed you between giant warm pillows.

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Becca used to be your petite receptionist, but now... Now she was anything BUT petite.

You had everything - A great corporate job with no boss, a house, a nice car. Standing at 6'3 and looks that you couldn't complain about, life was good.

You always found Becca to be cute - She was under 5' tall and didn't have any curves to write home about, but there was just something about her.

Every time you spoke with her, you'd swear she was flirting with you, but you'd resist her advances. You were her boss, you couldn't actually pursue anything with her... could you?

One day, you were particularly overwhelmed. Nothing was going right, and your clients were unhappy.

Becca softly knocked on your office door, peaking her head inside. "You have a call on line 1 sir," She said quietly, noticing the discontent on your face.

"Great, thanks..." You responded sarcastically, trying to build up the strength to take the phone call. You let out a deep sigh.

"I-Is there anything I can do to help, sir?" Becca stepped into your office, closing the door behind her.

With your mind cloudy, your better judgement escaped you. "You know... Yeah, there is," You said, motioned for her to approach. She slowly walked over, standing next to you.

You ran your hand through her hair delicately, looking into her pretty brown eyes. "Would you... help me relieve some stress?"

"Y-Yes, sir... What would you like?" She answered.

You slowly pulled her to her knees in front of your chair before unbuckling your pants. As you pulled them down, you realized you were already hard. You saw a look of surprise on Becca's face as her eyes locked on with your member.

"W-Wow, I didn't know you were so... big, sir..."

Without saying another word, you pulled her forward, her mouth wrapping around your cock's head as she began bobbing up and down on it. You could hear her gagging as you rested your head back, losing yourself in the moment. The red, flashing light on your phone went dark as the waiting phone call disconnected, but you didn't care, not now.

She deep throated your cock, barely able to fit most of it in her mouth, but she diligently worked to please you. Work left your mind as you lost yourself in pleasure.

It didn't take long before you felt the pressure within your cock build. Without any warning, you burst, your cum squirting down Becca's throat and filling her mouth. Your cock slipped from her lips, strands of cum dripping from the head.

As Becca looked up at you, you saw tears in her eyes from gagging on your cock. You laid there, almost paralyzed in ecstasy as you tried to recover. You watched her as she slowly stood up, but furrowed your brow in confusion as you noticed something - her shirt was getting tighter... her pants shorter... Her clothes were just getting smaller.

"W-What's happening?" She asked, apparently just as confused as you were. You heard the straps of her short heels snap as her larger feet stepped out of them. Her body surged taller, her breasts straining the buttons on her top as her skirt snapped off. Her tights stretched against her enlarging thighs.

Snapping out of your post-nut state, you stood from your office chair, looking up at the once petite receptionist as she continued growing. Her shirt finally ripped off, her humungous breasts dangling in your face as they still rose.

Staring up at the growing amazon in front of you, you didn't even notice the changes to your own body until she giggled, putting a hand to her mouth to hide it. Looking down, you found your suit was much too large for your body. You tripped on your pants as you stepped out of your shoes, clothes slipping off your body. You scrambled to your feet, looking up as you found her easily twice your size.

All that remained on her giant body were her tights, which were stretching beyond belief as they still managed to hang on. Terrified, you made a run for the door, reaching up for the handle to get out.

With powerful footsteps, Becca stood in your way, placing a hand on the wall in front of you as she loomed over you. Looking up from your vantage at her knees, she was in complete control.

As she spoke, there was a complete change in her once mousy demeanor, now with a strong sense of dominance and power.

~~~~~~~

"I'll ask again - Where. Do. You. Think. You're. Going?" She demanded an answer, her growth finally slowing down as she took a power stance with her hands on her hips between you and your only escape.

"I-I, uh..." You stuttered, not sure how to respond.

"I think it's only fair you repay the favor to me, after all I just sucked your dick. It'd be the gentleman thing to do to at least please me, right?" She asked, a devious smile on her face. "Plus, I want to see if I can get anything else out of that little cock of yours, maybe drain even more of your size, boss!"

Stumbling backwards, you fell over, laying beneath your giantess receptionist. You couldn't find words as your confidence abandoned you.

God, I wish there was a way for you to look at me this way forever! I love towering over you, sweetheart. You make me feel so sexy, so beautiful.... I know you love it too, look how hard you get for me like this! You can't keep your hands off me. I love it so much!!!

A few days later, I heard a knock at the door. Then my mom screamed at the other end of the house. As I was running down the stairs, she looked over at me with a very perplexed, concerned look on her face. Slowly backing away towards the kitchen. Then, she looked back at the door.

Oh, uh , um, h-hi codi .... one moment.........

Uh. hhhh........h-honey?!?..... its......f-for you..

Hi sweetie! Dont i look amazing!? Now you're mine forever! Come out here and see how big everything has gotten on me!! Especially my appetite for you! Hmmm. Come here!!!

She reached inside with her massive hand, knocking over furniture to get to Me. I was frozen. She was humongous! Delicious, hot, sexy, but humongous! I was terrified of what she said. She was ravenous before all this, and she's telling me it's ..... worse? I don't know if I like this.... I heard her start to laugh and giggle as she grabbed the entire bottom half of my body. Not gently either!!

CAN JIMMY COME OUT AND PLAY!?!?