He Watched Me Dancing For Him, Growing More Aroused By The Moment As I Slipped Off Another Piece Of Clothing.

He watched me dancing for him, growing more aroused by the moment as I slipped off another piece of clothing. I saw his pants begin to bulge and strain against an iron lust growing in their, and then, as I turned to reveal my naked breasts, my panties became soaked as I saw his body suddenly expand. 

The muscles began to tighten, swelling outwards. His enormous shoulders widened, and his arms bulked up further, and I watched his hands clench as the fingers thickened. His broad torso was a rugged mountain range of pectorals and ripped ab canyons, deepening and swelling more and more by the second with his desire for me. 

I desperately began to shed more of my clothes, watching his breathing grow more ragged, seeing the feral glint in his eyes as he began to advance towards me. I felt his strong arm stop my frantic movements, and I could only stare as I he lazily shred the rest of my garments with a flick of his wrist. He moved in closer, and a moan of desire escaped me as I realised he was now almost 2 1/2 feet taller than me. His cock, thick almost as a water bottle, pressed against my thigh, rock hard, and I stood, petrified by my desire to be dominated by this man.

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can u do some more cum expansions?

Done!

Any idea when you'll have time to write again?

Currently writing a dissertation, so not for the next few months. Lovely to hear I’m missed though ;)

‘The formula worked, they look awesome They’re so sensitive!’ thought Ludmilla, watching the buds of her nipples stab at her shirt and shivering in response. Her grip tightened as she pulled downwards, over the humps of growth, trying to examine them as the tank top tightened.

Ludmilla stared, watching her tits grow, from plum-sized to oranges, then bigger to grapefruits, and then the promised melon range. Her whole body felt on fire, and it was all she could do to stop her self from fingering her clit. But no, she wanted to remember this feeling...

They were so big, and so powerful. Unbeknownst to her, these thoughts floating in her inebriated pleasure were reflecting other things too... She admired the heft of the tits, the way they hung down from her chest. Below them, abs began to ripple, pressing tight against her core. Ludmilla strained against her shirt, and heard a rip. She attributed it to her tits, which were now bigger than cantaloupes, but the shirt could have taken more. What was shredding the nylon was the brawny muscles pressing against her boobs. Veins began to stand out, and her shirt began to feel even more constricting, ripping a little further, as her boobs suddenly bloated to match the inches of bicep and height that were beginning to manifest. The growth was just starting

“Uhhh! I’m going to be massive!” she thought, as her breasts swelled towards head size. Her legs had thickened, and each taut muscle was pumping her with a craving. She shivered, and her tits jiggling were accompanied by the ripple of her back muscles as they strengthened to easily support the weight of her ginormous bounty. The air was rank with the smell of her sex. She needed something in her, and soon...

Ludmilla pictured Nadyeshka, her gym instructor, kneeling before her, licking at her throbbing clitoris. Ludmilla’s ass flexed and tightened, and her top began to split down the back as her shoulders broadened to match the seven and a half feet of horny demigod she was transforming into. Her guns only grew larger, tearing away her top completely, revealing her breasts, far larger than watermelons, swaying at her waist. The changing room ceiling began to look a little low, but Ludmilla was already kneeling, playing with her massive jugs, thinking of all the things she wanted to do to the imperious instructor.

‘She can’t say no to this!’ thought the eight foot bodybuilder, running her hands over the gigantic teardrops hanging off her chiselled chest, blissfully unaware of just how true that would soon be.

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Could you write a sequel to Chilli Oil in which another girl grows huge?

Wow, pleased to see that some of my older stuff is still circulating! I’m pretty busy with school-stuff at the moment, but if the mood strikes me I may give it a go. :)

When you are able to come back, can you go back to writing your longer stories? The growth is a lot sexier when you describe in detail how the girls blossom into fertility goddesses.

I was going through some of those (I’ve put a “Shuffle” button on my blog to load up random posts I’ve put up over time) and I really do miss writing in that style. This year’s stress has sucked so much out of me, but I will endeavour to try some longer ones! x