A Glass Of Wine And This Swelling Rack Of Mine Make For A Fine Dine.

A glass of wine and this swelling rack of mine make for a fine dine.

The deal was she grew taller, and I took all the tits. But let’s be honest, look what I’ve achieved in a month, I mean I was a AA for Christ’s sake. And her? pfft... she was already 5′10, and what is she now, maybe 6ft? 

Whatever, it was nice while and lasted and all that, but here’s the reality. I’m taking her power, and in my hands giving it its full potential. Oh shit, I have to be careful though! Even as I write this I’ve gone up a full cup size just from the excitement. I can feel all the girls giving me their power, filling my rack as theirs droop. Hah, more than one bikini strap has come loose this afternoon.

Just that need, that desire for power, it turns me on, which of course activates my power. And of course that feels soo good, which just makes it stronger. Oh for fuck’s sake girl, calm down for a second, I can’t even see the damn keyboard cause of these juggs!

Ok. Calmer now. Need to focus for a bit. I don’t her knowing what I’m up to, that I’ve been getting so much bigger so much faster this week. I only have to hide from the world for one more freaking day. Tonight, when the moon is full again, I’m not just gonna take her growth powers, no. I’m taking it all. I’ll watch her shrink down, first her titties, flattening as my explode outwards. I’m gonna watch my bra to rip off and smother her as she shrinks down to nothing. How big will these be when I’m 7, 8, 12ft tall? I’ve never tried it... taking so much from one person. I can only imagine how much she has to give... Oh goddammit, I ripped a strap!

Soo, what are you more surprised at?

Your tongue is tied as the enormous tits attached to your ex-girlfriend loom in the yellow lamplight. She smiles devilishly, and her eyes follows yours down below her chin.

Hmm... Seeing me? The fact that I’m in your bed naked? Or is it, maybe, these puppies?

You do not hear the clunk of your briefcase connecting with the floor, nor the ominous crunch of the delicate $1000 Mac. Your jaw sags as she slowly rubs a nipple, and you are transfixed as it swells to hardness, even as you follow suit.

I’ve tried to be a good girl, waiting for you all day, while these babies ached and ached for you, but I couldn’t help it... I had to touch them, just a little bit. 

Her touch increases, and her hands begin to ply the soft, rippling flesh in earnest. She inhales, and her chest seems to swell before your very eyes. You take a step forward.

The pills work on their own well enough, but are sooo much better with a... catalyst. And there’s only so much a poor girl can do by herself. 

And you are startled to your senses as her breasts actually begin to push out, splaying her fingers further and further apart as she toys with them. She gasps at the sensitivity, and the low moan she utters fills your mind.

S-s-so biiiiiig!  Ahhhh!

Focus returns to her stare as her back arches, and as she comes down you see her boobs have already made up the distance. She spreads her thighs, and you hear a wanton whisper as her fragrance overtakes you

Help out a growing girl, will you?

Bigger tits, bigger ass, taller.

Bigger tits, bigger ass, taller.

It might seem formulaic, maybe even dull. Yeah fucking right, who are you kidding? Like your dick isn’t already aching for your hand. Cause that’s all you know you can get. But you never know, the injections have been making me pretty fucking horny boys. 

Tell you what, whoever gets the last but to pay for the next one gets two minutes on a private chat window. Hey, hey, there we go, very goood. Mmm... I can’t wait to grow... so much bigger.

Now, that’s more like it! Hey, I’ll tell you what. If I like whoever gets the prize, well, who knows... And heck, haha, I’m nearly eight feet tall, can just one guy be enough anymore? 

We’ll see. I need to size up my options, on a MUCH larger scale.

But in the mean, it’s like I said, big boys... grow my tits and ass, and make me taller. 

Is this... big enough, sir?

I- I can make them grow more, if you’d like, if that would please you?

Please, just make me come, sir, I really need to m-m-Master. 

I’ll get as big as you need me to be.

“We all need to expand with the times, and grow. We can’t change the world unless we change ourselves.”

I was always strong for a girl, and the boys I liked knew it, but I never noticed my true power until I started dating a bodybuilder.

Every time we would fuck, it would feel amazing, having his huge, muscular body against me and his massive,veiny cock buried deep in my cunt. I lived for every night those first few weeks. 

And then I began to notice it, him getting smaller, shorter, weaker, even as I began to get stronger and stronger. I didn’t say anything at first, I was still head over heels and told myself I was crazy, but I kept getting bigger and bigger, and before I knew it I was ripping out of shirts that were too short and bending to get through doorways. He wasn’t saying anything, but I could see it in his eyes... the fear. And I got off on it.

I couldn’t admit it to myself at first, it seemed... wrong somehow. But that’s what we’ve been made to think all our lives. And then I started realising that with this kind of power the rules applied to me less and less, until one day they wouldn’t at all. It was gradual, a favour I’d ask him here and there, the occasional playful demand or refusal that the little man would take too seriously. He couldn’t escape me though, and I saw the hate, the jealousy growing in his eyes, even as he knew he and his cock were my slave. For some reason that never seemed to dwindle at all. In fact, as he shrunk it only seemed to satisfy me more, feeling his little nubbin thrusting inside me, flexing my kegals to consume more of him. Towards the end I could feel it in those moments, as I rode his fragile body, thrusting down to take more of him, and he would ebb, there and then, until one night, the sweetest of our carnal workouts ever, he just... disappeared into me. I felt him slip, bit by bit, as my muscles bulged and I expanded, growing inch by inch towards the ceiling, my guns swelling to accommodate my enormous power. 

I consumed him, and in that moment I realised that they would never apply to me again, those rules. I can’t believe I had stuck to the last of them for so long... one man. Perhaps those rules do actually apply to women, I wouldn’t know. At twelve feet tall, with arms that could crush a small car, and a rack and ass to hypnotise hundreds, I had become a goddess.

Mine was still a small temple then, but it was a simple matter of gaining followers (though I have a habit of losing them). And that’s why I am going to appear on all the screens tonight. I have made do with a few men, a few dozen, and even a few villages now in the backwater my boyfriend dragged me too... let’s try a few worlds now, shall we?