God, What A Bunch Of Spoilsports. Those Bitches Were All Just Jealous

God, what a bunch of spoilsports. Those bitches were all just jealous 

“Oh my God, you need to get to a hospital”” “There’s, like, something totally wrong with you!” - Yeah whatever. They could all go to hell.

Samantha luxuriated in the feeling as her tits jumped up another size, quivering as she walked along the corridor with a new confidence, and a staggeringly gorgeous rack. She had long removed her bra, which by comparison had been little more than a glorified vest.

With the clack of her heels and the enlarging bounce of breasts, she felt powerful. An echo could be heard of the small horde who had started to meekly follow her down the corridor. Mmm... Her shirt was about to give way. Soon their curiosity would give way to full blown adoration. She chuckled... Delicious.

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Can you imagine being best friends with a size shifter and watching them grow for the first time?

Just craning your neck up to keep eye contact as they swell and grow, towering over you at an alarming rate and constantly speaking in hushed tones, saying reassuring words to keep you calm as they keep on growing. You’d watch as fingers that once fitted between yours became longer than you were, how the eyes you’d looked into a million times before became big enough to look like great pools..

Soon they’d be gigantic, leaning over you so you’re engulfed in their shadow and every breath they take feels like a gentle breeze, maybe you’d be frightened but they’d be there to calm you down- reminding you they’re just your friend.

Perhaps once you’d both got used to them being so huge they’d reach for you, fingers running gently over you and curling behind you so you find yourself leaning into their hand. Their hand would tip, you’d slide into their palm and find yourself sitting breathlessly in your now giant friends hand- staring up at their familiar face as they carefully pick you up with a friendly smile….

“Well, what can I do? I spent my last paycheck buying new clothes and this custom bra!” 

Ally winced at the tightness, which would have been excruciating but for the overcoming pleasure of her boobs as they bloated bigger and bigger

“I guess I’ll have to make do without. Oh well, better get started on that back training regimen!”

A seam uttered an ominous rip. 

“Looks like I’m going to need it.”

A nipple surfaced from above the straining lace, causing her to suck in a deep breath as it hardened in the cool air.

“Now, if I could only figure out a way to work out aaaand relieve this insane sexual tension.”

She smiled, cat-like, as an idea came to mind. Ally fumbled for her phone, somewhere beneath the wall of swelling tit, and quickly pressed redial.

All mock-innocent and girlish, she spoke into the mobile, curling her hair between two fingers while her breasts pushed further and further.“Hey Davey, do you think you could pwetty pwease come over and help widdle ol’ me out with something...” Her voice deepened to a husky tone as her other hand examined the heft of quad-boob spilling from the top of a cup. “...personal?”

A strap finally gave out and snapped like a catapult, coming to hang quivering while she paused, listening to his response. She crossed her legs, impatient with arousal, and took in her own fragrance.

“I think you’ll like it... but hurry, big boy, I’m growing impatient.”

Bigger again, huh? You know, I’m beginning to think that I’ll never have enough tit for you!

Oh, but don’t worry, I’m hardly pouting about it. In fact- and this is a secret, so shhh!- you might like it, but I lov- uhh! Sorry, it’s hard to ah! -concentrate after it starts because mmm.. -it ooh! -feels so good! Ohh! OHHHH!

Well, it’s not too bad. A little bigger this week. Honestly, not had a lot of time at home with le boyfriend to continue our massage treatment. I swear I can feel the strain coming off him, haha. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Well, my man’s certainly going to be very FOND tonight when I surprise him with the new lingerie I’ve bought. Of course, it’ll soon be too small, he’s getting faster with his technique (I swear i’ve almost caught him practising on a pillow once or twice)... but then, I don’t reckon he’ll mind the expenditure.

Must go now, arriving at flat. Top feeling super tight. Gonna save this pic since I won’t be able to wear this again.

xxx

Jill

Your mind told you to back away, but a certain other part of you drew closer to her. She grinned, her panties catapulted across the alleyway.

“Looks like I’m not the only one getting bigger!” she advanced hungrily upon her prize, licking her lips as she knelt before you, still looming larger than life “Let’s see if I can give you a spurt of your own.” You felt her hands clamp tightly around your ass, lightly thumbing the buttocks, which were taut with anticipation. You wonder if she had even noticed the trousers she had ripped away.