Hmm... Interesting Look.

“Hmm... Interesting look.”

Jelena scrutinised her body in the mirror, watching as she shrank a good 6 inches in height. She frowned in disapproval, but then smirked as her bosom began to strain against her bra. A rush of breath escaped her as her breasts grew from the size of large oranges through to grapefruits. It felt so good. Elastic creaked and lace tore as the underwire bent, failing to withstand her burgeoning bust. Her boobs continued to swell, and she stared, her grin fixed but beginning to go slightly lopsided. Now they had approached the size of cantaloupe melons, stretching the bra further. She didn’t even notice the twinge from her underwear as it too stretched to accommodate the rounding of her hips and ass. And certainly, she would not even have been able to see them even if she had been paying attention to anything else - her tits were becoming enormous!

“Should - have - worn - a - bustier” she groaned through clenched teeth as she scrabbled to try and undo the constricting garment.

“Ow! Shit!” she squealed as the underwire snapped, sending a stab of pain through her colossal jiggling tits. Her nipples pricked to attention, each fully thick as her thumb. She licked her lips, finding them to have plumped up and them some too. She pictured Craig’s cock wrapped around them and quivered, sending ripples once more through her expanding chest.

The tits had now slowed to a halt, reaching the size of watermelons. They hung in a delectable teardrop shape down to just above her belly button. Her hands pressed into the flesh, feeling the firmness. The sensitivity made her coo in pleasure. Yup, this was definitely the one.

Jelena adjusted the wig, causing her tits to fluctuate in size momentarily, sending a throb of pleasure through her pussy. Her tits crept a few inches further forward than before. She grinned twirling the cascades of red which flowed on to her massive bust. Her back strained, and a little part of her was grateful this wasn’t permanent. She walked closer to the mirror, examining each part of herself. Her breasts pressed against the cool glass, causing her a jolt of surprise and pleasure. Her underwear snapped, exposing a red nest above her loins.

“Hmm...it still needs a little something.” she thought, angling her obscene proportions this way and that.

“Ah yes! Of course...” she reached over to her dresser, knocking half the contents over with the prodigious bounty of tit she now possessed, and fumbled until she found what she was looking for.

She raised her arms, brushing past the mass of soft breast flesh, and slipped on the necklace. The transparent stones turned scarlet as the settled, the largest gem just between the pool of cleavage below her collarbone.

“Craig is going to love this,” she whispered, even as her senses flooded with fiery passion. “..almost as much as I am.”

And then she began to grow again, her entire frame expanding as she enlarged. Soon, she reclaimed the half foot the wig had taken. She liked the concept, but she didn’t have to have the height of a demure vixen to act like one. Steadily she grew taller, her legs lengthening, smooth calves and ample thighs expanding. Her newly thick caboose thickened further, and her amazingly huge rack followed, becoming a décolletage to drown in...

Six and a half feet, seven feet, her whole body getting bigger and bigger and bigger, her growth showing no signs of slowing... The door slammed.

“Hey Jelly, I’m home! Happy Valentine’s Day!” Craig yelled, and she heard a rustling sound. She quickly yanked off the wig and slipped the necklace off, tossing them to the dresser even as she almost fell as her body violently shrank to it’s normal state. She heard his footsteps and quickly dashed into the bathroom, yanking the door shut behind her. She looked around, trying to think what to do. Jelena jumped into the shower and switched on the tap as Craig knocked and walked in.

“Hey, babykins.” she said in an overly breezy tone, fighting to ignore the icy water against her skin. Thankfully it’s normal levels of sensitivity had returned or this would be overwhelming. Craig took a moment, making his teasing, lecherous look obvious. She raised an eyebrow and chuckled, telling him to get out.

He held up the flowers which had been dangling at his side.

“Aw thanks, babe!” she said sweetly, smiling. Lillies were her favourite.

“I got you something too, you know.” she said, her voice saccharine with innocence.

“Yeah? What?” he replied, not aware of how fast her heart was thumping. She was glad the shower was cold then.

“Aha, I’ll give it to you after we have supper - speaking of which, I’ve got to just- uh, finish this shower. I need to get something out to the oven!” Jelena said, a mix of over-casualness and distractedness peppering her tone.

“Okay then. I’ll go into the garden for a bit, I want to plant a few bulbs while the sun’s still up.” Craig replied, his mind obviously elsewhere. He blew her a kiss and winked before turning around and walking out.

Jelena let out a massive sigh of relief, before gasping again as Craig’s head appeared around the door.

“Sorry, forgot to shut it. I know you’re always telling me, and I thought I’d be able to manage at least once a year.” Craig grinned, looking slightly puzzled as she stared in alarm at him. He didn’t say anything else though, and shut the door as he left again.

Jelena’s heart began to slow. She adjusted the water, getting it nice and hot, which was just how she had begun to feel herself. She sighed, softer this time, and enjoyed the sensation of the water. The evening would be perfect - the perfect dinner for her perfect man, and better than perfect sex all perfect fucking night. Her hand slipped down to her sex, and she bit her lip, thinking of what was to come as her finger began to stroke her labia.

A sudden loud bump in the next room sent her reeling again with panic at being caught. “Oh for fuck’s sake!” she cursed, snapping the tap lever off. It was irrational, Craig suspected nothing, but wow had her little test run got her tensed. She felt like a live wire, and hoped she could make it through dinner before leaping on Craig, expanding tits first.

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