Woah!... Close One There, Hah.

Woah!... Close one there, hah.

I guess I’m still not used to being this... sizeable. Scoot over though, these shorts are killing me, and I swear I’m gonna rip out of them within the next 5 minutes.

Ooh, this fabric is seriously tight!!  Shit, today’s is gonna be a strong spurt. I can feel all my clothes stretching as they get tighter across me, like right now I mean..I’m already two inches taller than last night, and I’m pretty certain this booty is easily matching that. Oh gosh...

Yeah, you can take that grin off your face. It might be a turn on for me too, but it sure as Hell leaves me sore for a bit! Guess you’ll have to kiss it better... Hmm... maybe you shouldn’t move then, it’ll save you time.

The ink still burned a little, but Jennifer exulted under the slow ecstasy of her ass expanding. She could feel every thread of her lingerie being stretched, further and further outward as her booty swelled. A stitch popped, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her. Oh God, she needed to be fucked so badly. She started flicking through her contacts on her phone. Anything to get MORE of this.

would it be possible to request a story about breast theft? An already busty mom being jealous of her own daughters huge size juggs finds any means necessary to prove who's the biggest around?

Fun idea ^^

Mei thought to herself as she gazed into the floor length mirror of her studio, admiring the work of art that was her form.

“Hmmm... Perfect? Close, but not yet certainly!” she mused

“Bigger? Soon... definitely.”

She had done it. Finally, after months of blood, sweat, and tears, she’d made promotion. Now it was time to reap the bene--

The intensity made Anya buckle over. She looked at her hands gripping the sides of the chair to retain balance as they stretched over its leather surface, nails digging in. She could feel her clothes tightening, the skirt around swelling hips, shoes crushing, and her shirt as her tits ballooned. Soon she was left in just her underwear as it struggled to cover her enlarging form.

Anya mewled in pleasure, writhing. She ground thick thighs together, enjoying the wetness as her legs lengthened, propelling her first to six, then seven, and then eight feet in orgasmic spurts. Her ass stuck out with a tantalising impunity, though still dwarfed by the gargantuan breasts that jutted four feet from her chest. The whole process occurred in under 2 minutes, and she was still shaking, her throat raw as she heard a knock on the door. She turned to see Brian, a co-worker, standing gobsmacked in the doorway. A former co-worker, she reminded herself, remembering her now elevated position. Now her underling. He began to take a step back, but found her hand firmly against the door above him. The bulge in his pants confirmed that he would be a good starter for the afternoon.

She shrugged off her coat, revealing even more of her great undulating cleavage. With each confident stride she took, her shoulder straps showed rising visible strain as breast flesh pressed out in all directions, bulging out from the frail purple dress, bouncing with an increasing jiggle, and all the while the alluring neckline plunged further.The hall was quiet save for the clack of her high heels, overlaid with a sonata of shredding cloth and popping stitches. 

As she reached you she took a deep breath, tearing her bra clean in two. tit continued to spill out of the rags on all sides, and she smiled, holding your gaze as you forgot to breathe.