The Necklace Was Placed Over Alessias Head, And She Became Queen. The Heavy Weight Of Gold And Jewels

The necklace was placed over Alessia’s head, and she became queen. The heavy weight of gold and jewels settled on her, tugging down from her collar bone to below her midriff. In the centre of the carcanet was placed the most precious of all the things bestowed upon her - The Queen's Orb. It was not forged or cut from any material known to this world. The thing had fallen from the heavens and had been fashioned into the centrepiece of the necklace, which had been worn by the dynasty for over three millenia.

She breathed in, and was surprised to not fell any different. She did not feel as her handmaid had described it, herself being stretched far and wide across the kingdom, to watch over and bear each burden and suffering. She did not experience the rush of fright or pain that had been indoctrinated into her expectations.

Then the high priest announced off in the distance, that she had passed the final test of faith, and knelt, requesting his new Queen to rise. And so Alessia did, marvelling at this last trick. So she was worthy yes. It was now for her to lead her people, and she had pased their greatest test, submitting to the threat of eternal suffering for their sakes.

She continued to stand, going up and up, and she realised she was a full foot taller than when she had knelt and removed her upper garment. The aspect of the goddess was coming upon her then, and instead of pain, she in fact felt powerful, regal pleasure. With confidence she rose taller and taller, and into her grew the symbol of the goddess - the hourglass, the balance might last for all time. Her hips pelvis and chest began to expand, faster than the rest of her.

By the time she had passed the nine foot mark, each breast had exceeded the size of her head, while retaining their beautiful, sculpted, tear drop shape. Her posterior had swelled too, pulling up inch after inch of the loose, flowing cloth of the lower half of the robe. Along with her buttocks, her hips and thighs widened to match, thickening and parting further than her shoulders, keeping pace with the heft of her breasts.

She continued to grow, taller and thicker, during the ceremony, to match her regal station and wisdom. However, if she ruled well, it would not be the last she would experience, for the Queen, or as she would be later known, the Empress, was a representation of the bounty of the land.

Well... There was only one way to get her to believe me. How was I meant to know that my ‘best’ friend would plaster this all over the net?

I panicked, ok? My boobs... they were just growing by the hour! I had gone through outfit after outfit, racing to shops in tightening shawls just to grab even bigger sizes! But then when I woke up the next day... Let’s just say bras had become dinky things of the past (and well my panties were soon to follow - not kidding, I was literally cutting them off with scissors when my butt just burst right out of them).

So I called Vivian. I had to. And then when she laughed at me, and even started getting irritable at my persistence... Well I had to do something!

She wasn’t going to believe pics... And so I sent her a video. By now the growth had accelerated, and you could actually see it happening there on camera! I was getting huge by this point, but then I guess you and the rest of the damn world probably know that already!

I won’t lie, growing feels good, and videoing it well... It made me feel a little dirty, in a good way. And then what does fucking Vivian do? She sees me hourglassing out, and uploads the fucking clip! Right there on her damn Tumblr! 

Of course, I had the original taken, and her blog was even banned, but come on, that shit was cloned and stored deep within hard drives in minutes of it hitting the net.

Like fricking wildfire, it spread faster than my cleavage and cheeks. Now, once again, I’ll admit... It doesn’t exactly displease me, imagining all of you... fantasising about me, in fact pretty much the opposite (Well I guess it’s kinda 2 way), but it’s not like I was 100% together at the time.

Of course, the press were all over it as soon as they got wind, and well, at least since I got the new curtains, they haven’t been able to get any snaps of my latest growth...

All I can say is... thank god for Kickstarter. At least I could get some clothes delivered. There were more than a few people wanting themselves delivered to my door too. I may take some of this new following up on that. In the mean time, thanks so much you guys for being my lifeline! I’ll make sure to post a thank you video for all you wonderful people soon.

Over and out! 

xxx

Ellie

xxx

P.s. Thanks to the sender of the tablet. The keyboard became unreachable a day and a half before it arrived. (don’t ya just luv that fast service! x)

P.p.s Did I mention how much I love you guys?? XXXXX <3

I can’t stop! I know your cum makes me bigger every time, but it just feels so good when you put it in my ass! Uhhh... My panties are so tight, it’s like I’m wearing a G string now. Please, I want you in me again. I love the feeling of your deep inside me, thrusting between my cheeks as they flex and they... and they... grow. 

Ok., ok. I want it again, I want you to fuck me, make me come, come in me. Yes, I want to be bigger, I want to grow to your hot seed, and for you to get hard and fuck me all over again, watching my beautiful booty get bigger and bigger. I need... Oh! Mmhmmm.... Ughhh...

Well, we’ve been on a few dates now, and there’s something I need to talk to you about. It’s been eating at me for these past few months.

No, no, it’s nothing you did, not at all. You’ve been so wonderful, but I just have get this off my... chest.

You might notice that I’m wearing a less... modest top than normal - now wipe that grin off your face ,you dope, listen.

Ok, so I have a...disorder. Ugh, how am I going to phrase this? Fuck it, umm... my tits get bigger when I’m turned on.

Alright, I said that in kind of a rush, it’s just that I’m really nervous right now. So you know how you grow when you’re aroused, well basically I do the same thing, only it’s my boobs instead. I just needed to come clean with you. You’ve been really patient with all my excuses, cancellations, and randomly leaving or ‘staying in the bathroom for ages... well this is why. then’? Have you lost your mind?

No, no babe. I’m not breaking up with you! That’s what’s on your mind? Aren’t you at all phased? No questions?

Well no, it doesn’t hurt when it happens, quite the opposite in fact. Whe-

No, I don’t dislike it. It can be inconvenient sometimes, but I’ve learned to work around it.

Oh, I see. No, I don’t feel uncomfortable about it, I’m telling you because, well, you have a right to know. 

That’s it, you don’t have any other questions?

Oh shut up, so what if I did call you babe? Don’t be mean, you know I really like you, I just don’t normally use those unless I feel... really close to the person. Anyway, the suspense is killing me, don’t diverge from the topic.

Well that can’t just be it! Are you telling me you’re totally fine with it?

As long as I am... How are you so calm? I get it, you don’t believe me... watch.

Yeah, don’t be shy, give them a rub, what have you got to lose? Come on... touch me.

Yeah, like that! Ughh... mmm... Ok, ok stop!

See, they’re bigger!

‘Alright then’? What’s with you? When I told my ex he freaked out... kind of part of the reason we’re not together anymore... So what, basically you don’t care really?

Oh, you do? I see then... I understand, don’t worr-

You think it’s sexy? Are you being serious?

Well, yeah, I did say I like it, in fact you could say it’s kind of an obsession of mine, but-

Really? Well the, you certainly picked the right girl, because- Oh shit, I’m growing. No, no, it’s ok, but we kind of have to go now, there’s only so much sweater these girls can hide behind before - ok, you really need to stop staring, and hide that bulge before-

Oh fuck, quick, give me your jacket, we need to go now. Ugh, my nipples are on fire! The only thing that’ll help my tits go down is if I ‘relieve some tension’, and the fact that my fantasy of finding a boy into this too is not helping me keep calm.

Now get the car and let’s go back to your place

No, I want you to fuck me till I come, now hurry up out the door you silly arse!

Always the bridesmaid, never the bride...

Kat drank another glass, and her tits ballooned out again further, but she didn’t notice. She was busy in her reverie, getting solidly plastered and looking to get laid.

Most of the guests had gone, but Kat saw a candidate. She took another few swigs of the dark wine. It tasted good she thought, trying to read the label on the bottle as her swelling tits shredded the top of the dress.

She couldn’t make out the letters, but it didn’t matter. Kat had found it in the cellar, and it was all hers. She felt good, sexy, and by this point a fair bit more than tipsy. She approached her prize, who was sleeping and, draining the last third of the bottle in one thirsty rush, corked her mouth with the man’s cock.

It responded immediately, swelling huge in her mouth, and she grew instantly wet. Kat’s tits sank to the cool floor where she kneeled, and the hard man opened his eyes, which widened before her libido took control.

“Oh wow. My tits are growing so much for you. I wonder when they’ll stop” beamed Ashley, looking in the mirror. Her tits were so big now that you could see them from behind. You longed to bury your face in their growing expanse, to lick and taste the engorging, delectable nipples. She seemed to read you, and dropped her phone, strutting towards you in a sultry sashay. Her eyes seduced the very clothes from your body, and before you knew it you were naked, waiting for her swelling, nubile form to render her similarly nude. You heard stitch after stitch pop... It wouldn’t be long now.