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You still around?

Wasn't then, am now. Hope to see you on my new blog, Safetystars

Do you still come back here? Any place you reposted your old stories?

I didn't visit a whole lot after I stopped posting (a lot of pushy and/or creepy people + the whole p0rn ban thing), but it's been a while and I thought I'd try my hand again. If you like, I have a new blog, Safetystars (original name I wanted, but the name was taken)

We're all the poorer for missing out on more expansion content from you! Hope you're still writing somewhere

And here we are, several years later. Drop by the new blog, if you have time :)

Hope you cum back one day! The expansion community's not been the same with your absence

Wish granted. Hope to see you again x

Hope you’re doing better now!!! Welcome back!

Thanks very much. Posting on my new blog now, since this one is stuck looking fugly. We live to perve another day.

Can we write stories based on your captions? Like a sequel to the secret nightclub?

Go ahead :)

Hey safetystars! Good to see you around again :)

Hi there. Glad to see you're still around and thriving!

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Can we share pics for you to consider putting captions on?

Yes, go ahead. However, send to my new blog (safetystars)

Migrating to a new Tumblr handle

Planning to begin reposting my content here. I'll be editing it as I go through, and adding additional new content as I go.

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A LotR reference... How could I not reply? <3

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OMG great to see you here again!!!

Thank you. Cool to see it's not a ghost town here.

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YOU'RE BAAAAAAACK!!!!

Heya. Nice to see people still around :)

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"Well, it ain't exactly the growth I expected, but I ain't gonna say no to that!" Elle said, touching her expanded hourglass figure...

"One... Two..."

An early morning session in an empty gym. She'd dropped the scoops of the growth powder into her gym shake just like the instructions said. An hour later, Elle had found herself in the bathroom, biting her lip and covering her mouth to muffle the loudest, most intense chain of orgasms she'd ever had.

She hadn't even realised her tits and ass were growing, as the minutes stretched on with ceaseless unabating pleasure wracking her. It had been so intense, almost on the edge of pain, and Elle was left a shivering mess in the stall. When she finally sat up, her legs quivering and shaking, feeling drained and exhausted, she'd almost hit her head as she looked down. Elle's view was blocked by an enormous pair of boobs that had certainly never been there before, and were currently doing their best to free themselves from her crop top. Her sports bra was long-deceased, ripped clean in two under the assault of growth.

"What the fuck..." she whispered, her voice faint and fascinated.

Elle had raised a trembling finger, still panting, and had tentatively brushed one of the boobs. Her digit struck a thick, hard nipple, and she swore she could fucking smell colour as a spike of pleasure hit her. It was as if she could hear it, loud and tinny in her ears, and she covered her mouth again, only making it worse by jostling her new chest with her arm.

She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, which felt good too, but the shock of ecstasy slowly subsided, replaced by a continual heated arousal... Elle looked down and did a double take, almost toppling sideways off the toilet seat, which was entirely invisible because of the monster dumptruck her ass had become. Her widened hips and thickened thighs had torn her shorts along the seams, and her butt stuck out like a shelf, stretching her underwear to a thong.

"What's happened to me?!" she exclaimed, getting unsteadily to her feet, looking this way and that at her physique. Once, Elle been a slim gym rat with a runner's build. She'd joined this gym, hoping to bulk up once she started weightlifting, and had decided to try their in-house new formula this week.

She exited the stall and went to look in the full length mirror.

"Well, it ain't exactly the growth I expected, but I ain't gonna say no to that!" Elle said, touching her expanded hourglass figure... She groaned loudly, feeling herself grow wet again. Her probing became more fervent. She certainly had made some gains, she considered, as she admired the muscle in her thighs and calves beneath the new, soft curves. Elle dropped any pretense of decency as she began fondling her breasts. They had quadrupled - no, quintupled in size... she wasn't sure what the term was when you went six times or more... She wasn't sure about any of this... but it felt sooo good. One hand hopelessly attempted to palm one of her giant tits, and the other pawed and groped at the bubble butt and thick, supple thighs that adorned her lower half. "Oohh... Ahhhhhh..." Elle groaned, unable to contain her cries as her hands celebrated the swollen magnificence of her body.

As Elle came again, she gripped the sink, and saw the wood splinter like a wafer beneath her fingers.

Elle began reapplying her makeup. The process calmed her, allowing her to take in all that had happened. The feelings of being overwhelmed subsided, replaced by excitement and a certain anticipation for... something. She murmured "Now, giant knockers 'n' booties that'd put a hooters employee to shame, yeah, I can believe that," she murmured to herself. "But that sure as hell ain't fuckin' normal."

Elle finished her eyeliner, then laughed. "Fuck normal," she growled loudly.

"Huh?" a voice said. Steve the janitor shuffled in, pulling his cart behind him. "Everything okay in here miss--" he began, before his voice died as he stared at the bombshell before him. Steve's eyes took in the women, unable to fully process her hotness before him. 5'10'' of toned muscle, holding up a banging body, with hips wider than her shoulders, thighs that could crush his skull, and boobs bigger than her head.

"I said... FUCK normal." Elle repeated, striding past Steve to her gym bag. She pulled out the zipper bag that contained the remainder of the growth powder and opened it. She was just tilting her head back when she paused, turning to Steve.

"Ma'am... you okay?" Steve mumbled, standing strategically behind his cart to hide the obvious throbbing erection that threatened the integrity of his overalls.

"Why, yes I am, thank you kindly," Elle said, taking a step towards him. With one hand, she gripped the cart, denting the metal as she pulled it aside. She took another step, until she stood in front of him. She was just an inch taller than him, but she may as well have towered over him for the effect she had. Steve stumbled back into the vanity behind him. "Ouch, shit!" he said, raising his hand to look at the splinter that had poked him. "Beggin' your pardon, ma'am, but seems this sink is busted and I..." Steve's voice trailed as Elle took another step towards him, holding up the bag.

"Where do y'all keep the rest of the formula, sonny?" she asked, her voice cheery but brimming with a demanding undertone.

"Well, it's in the back, but, stock's a little limited and you already seem to have--" Steve's voice faltered and he gasped as Elle lifted him bodily with one hand into the air.

She enjoyed the feeling of her curves pressing against her as she squatted. "Now, Steve's a little tongue tied with a load of yackin' 'n' no good nonsense," Elle crooned, addressing his twitching cock. "Maybe you can help me out with this, handsome." Elle's breath was hot on Steve's cock, and he had no time to think as Elle's lips surrounded him. Elle did not relinquish her grip, her head bobbing back and forth, groaning in contentment as she had her way with him. She enjoyed the feeling of her massive boobs straining against her shirt, and she seized them again, unable to contain her arousal. All too soon, Steve's toes pointed towards the ground as he shot a load down her throat.

Elle straightened, licking her lips and lowered Steve to the ground. "Mmm... I needed a little protein pick me up." She gently stroked Steve's limp cock, easily coaxing it back to semi-hardness as she pressed her enormous breasts against his chest. She placed Steve's hand on her ass, letting him feel the material of her shorts stretched almost to ripping.

"Now, you tell me which direction to go, and you can follow and enjoy the view..." She began walking confidently out of the bathroom. He mumbled directions, hand still firmly on her ass. The first rays of the morning light hit Elle as she sauntered through the gym, and Steve watched in incredulity as her oversized curves slowly shredded her previously well-fitting gymwear.

"You play you cards right, boy, and maybe I'll let you do a lil more than watch..." Elle said, a smile on her face as she slid open the door. Her grin widened, then became slack with astonishment as she saw tens upon tens of zipper bags just like the one she carried.

"Watch what?" Steve said. "You got a little sexy somethin' planned for me?" He grinned, squeezing a round ass cheek. As he did so, her shorts ripped further. "Shit..." Steve muttered in amazement.

"Now, listen-" she said, looking at his nametag, "Steve, it looks like I've hit the fuckin' motherload..." She picked up a watercooler bottle and easily wrenched off the top. Then, grabbing fistfuls of the bags and ripping them open, she began dumping the contents into the water, which fizzed and frothed as, one by one, she emptied the gym's entire stock.

"Ain't gonna be nothin' little about this..." she said, as she hoisted the bottle with one hand and began to chug...

"Yeah, so you wanted me to have bigger tits. This counts, right, hon?" Kayla said.

The sound of stitches popping preceded her pussy swallowing even more of her underwear, which became more of a thong by the second.

"Well... It's unexpected, but definitely not unwelcome, babe," you replied, as you watched the bottom of her shirt slip upwards, stretching around her growing form. Her sleeves drew further up her arms, and the bottom of her glorious huge knockers emerged, swinging free. Peering over them, she grinned.

"Have you got a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me." Kayla said, winking, "...maybe you see something you like." She blew you a kiss.

"Yeah, one or two things, I guess," you said, nonchalantly, failing to finish the affectation by looking away. Kayla continued to get taller, towering above you, and smirked as her top shredded.

"Is that so?" she purred, hands on her hips. "Anything in particular?" she mused, twisting so you could see her ass as her panties, stretched far beyond their call of duty, snapped, but remained caught between her gloriously thick buttocks.

"Well..." you started, your heartbeat rising along with your hardon as she slowly gained another few inches, "there was, actually..." Your voice trailed off, as you were met face to face with her glistening vulva.

"You can tell me later, slowpoke," Kayla said flatly, her voice impatient as her thighs quivered and, just like that, she suddenly shoved you face first into her pussy.

It was so warm and wet, and your kisses drew only more heat from Kayla. Your tongue immediately began lolling, and you teased, making her gasp and push you more firmly towards her. She wobbled, and you prayed your girlfriend wouldn't fall and crush you... but it certainly seemed a risk worth taking. Kayla moaned... "Mmm... I'd call this experiment a success, wouldn't you say, professor?" she groaned, panting. "I'll consider it," you gasped, coming up for air, "but first-- let me just-- conduct some further product testing..." Kayla squealed as your licks became more insistent.

"Projections are looking good... orgasm expected-- imminently," she groaned, holding you close to her, as you went to town on her, determined to pleasure every inch of your 10ft amazon girlfriend.

Being now twice the height of my boyfriend was a small price to pay. I'd always wanted tits that would match my ass, a perfect hourglass, and it had grown along with the rest of me.

I heard the front door, and slipped behind the bedroom door. I struggled not to giggle, realising I could now look down over it. My boyfriend, Zack called out. "Hey, I'm home, babe!"

I didn't answer. I thought of all the things I was about to do to him. I felt a slight tightness, and saw the oversized clothes I was wearing seem to shrink a little, and the ground moved further away. More importantly, both my boobs and butt were even bigger, and my heart skipped a beat as I admired the even sexier me. A stitch ripped. "Uh oh," I whispered, as I heard Zack approach. "Hey, babe, are you in here?" he said, walking into the bedroom. Another stitch ripped, and I closed the door, my head brushing the ceiling.

"Why hello there, honey..." I purred, as Zack dropped his briefcase, a look of total confusion on his face.

"Stunning?" I said, dropping to my knees, as I felt the seam of what had become booty shorts tearing along my lengthening legs. My hips, thighs, and ass thickened deliciously, and my boobs swelled even as I used them like a wrecking ball to knock Zack backwards on to the bed. "Aren't I a knockout?" I laughed. He struggled for words, and my mouth found his. My clothes had all but evaporated, and even my growing height couldn't keep up with my boobs and booty. His little lips felt delicious against mine, and his cologne smelled so good. The bed was soft beneath my ginormous tits, and I wrapped Zack in my hand, bringing him closer. The bedroom felt so constraining, and I casually pushed my foot out to take down the wall. "Couldn't resist unwrapping my present before you got home, I'm afraid." A finger found his cock, which sprang to life as the building collapsed around us. "Seems like at least part of you agrees with that decision." My curves were growing faster and faster as I lowered Zack towards my pussy. He was holding on to my finger, then was perched on the end, and I used my other hand to feel my ever-increasing curves as I slipped him inside of me... And just like that, this hourglass gained another grain...

Stand back. They're alive.

"Yup, it's definitely growing."

"Well, that's the bloody understatement of the year, Captain obvious."

"I know love but... it's hard to think when you're doing that."

"Is now the time for your perving?"

"Hey, I can't-"

"Yes, you can help it. Now, how the hell did this happen? It was meant to be my boobs now!"

"Shit, I must have mixed up the pills again."

"Very flipping convenient, ey? Now I've got an arse like a fuckin' range rover! None of my clothes are gonna fit, and we've got your sister's wedding next week!"

"..."

"Are you listening? Because of you I've still got no boobs and my arse is devouring my fucking underwear! What've you got to say to that?!"

"You could... take twice the amount for your chest, I guess..."

"Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?! A bit of- No, a fucking load of T to go with your dumptruck of A!"

"I'm just trying to suggest what to-"

"Well, don't and just stay quiet, you pillock! ... Does it look bad?"

"..."

"Does it?? Answer me!"

"You told me not to speak."

"And now I'm telling you to talk, mister! How does it look?"

"Fucking phenomenal, missus."

"Hmm... Spose it don't look too bad, does it. You mug! If I didn't love you so much I'd strangle you, and if I didn't know you were a twit I'd have thought you'd done this on purpose!"

"..."

"Still, I guess it's a valid suggestion. Out of the mouths of simpletons come simple solutions... Even if they can't tell one set of pills from another!"

"So, are you gonna...?"

"Yes, I am gonna take both the booby ones, but don't you get any ideas, mister. No touching any of this cream of the fucking crop until you've paid for and picked up my new clothes. Now, credit card, si vous plait!"

"Hon..."

"Alright, guess I'll have to *gulp* keep all these *gulp* huge curvy tits and arse to myself, won't I?"

"That's not fair!"

"What?"

"Using them as leverage."

"I don't know what you mean!"

"You're literally sticking your tits out while they grow!"

"Ah! No touchy! You want your wife to look beautiful-"

"You already do."

"Aww, you're sweet. Tell you what, maybe I'll let you have a little bit of fun once we've placed the order, eh? Now wallet, sonny!"

"It'd be a lot easier to grab it if you'd let me see."

"You're complaining about a face full of cleavage?"

"No, miss."

"Great, well, sorry in advance for upstaging all the good members of your sister's bridal party! Shopping time!"

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"This'll really get the boys going!" Melissa chuckled, sticking out her chest.

"Jung won't be able to help himself when he sees my new jiggling giant jugs." She had to move her arms back so she could manage to put them on her hips - well that was new. She pouted, winking at the mirror, but was unable to contain a squeal of excitement. "Oh my God! They're huge! I can't believe they grew so much from a few drops!"

She looked down. She couldn't even see her feet anymore. Originally, she'd planned to make her boobs grow to match her hips. She'd always wanted an hourglass figure, and was self-conscious of her pear-shape. "Well, no one's gonna call me flat now are they!" she gushed, her excitement growing. "No more measly Melissa for me!" she laughed, hefting one of her tits and dropping it, almost toppling forward at the momentum and laughing in delight... "Mmm... More like mountains Melissa now..." She bit her lip. "That felt good... just imagine Jung's big strong hands all over these..."

As she said this, she struggled to cross her arms over her enormous breasts, each bigger than her head, and she tilted her chin, fluttering her eyelashes.

Melissa felt herself flush as she imagined Jung approaching her and touching them tenderly, planting kisses on them. She felt her newly enlarged nipples, now the size of thimbles atop her saucer size areolas, stiffen against the fabric of her shirt. She closed her eyes. "Yes Jung, they're all for you... so now you have tits and ass." she giggled. She opened her eyes again, and in her mind she saw him licking them and grabbing them roughly. "Mmm..." she moaned as the fantasy played out. "Well, mostly tits now. I hope you that's okay, baby."

She frowned. "Is that okay?" She looked at herself, then over to the lightly glowing serum on her nightstand. She walked over, wobbling a little at her unfamiliar new centre of gravity.

"Do I really want to just be okay?" Melissa said, then laughed aloud. "Fuck that."

Picking up the bottle, she removed the pipette and squeezed a drop carefully onto her hip, then on to the right hip, before squeezing one on to her ass. "There we go..." she said, feeling a slight headrush and heat. The instructions clearly said not to use more than one drop a month, and Melissa had already used eight. With the heat, she began to feel the same tantalising pressure building. A bead of sweat ran down her neck. "Oh... Jung..." she said, gripping her bedpost. The tension increased. "I wanna be your perfect curvy girl..." she whispered.

Then it started. "Ahh..." she hissed, as pleasure began to fill her. She felt her hands moving as the surface of her hips swelled. She watched, transfixed, as her pelvis began to widen. Her thighs thickened, tapering perfectly from her broadening hips. "I'm getting..." she murmured as she bent forward. "So thick!" she squealed, feeling her ass begin to grow. She watched in fascination, turning to see her derriere swell, rounding out behind her.

"I'll be all he thinks about when he's awake, asleep, at work... in the shower." she whispered, watching herself slowly grow. The pleasure built, and she came, once, then twice, as she gained inch after inch. It was all she could do to keep her eyes open, and she sank to her knees from the intensity of the sensations running all over her body.

Unbeknownst to Melissa, the overdose she had given herself was also working double time on something else. As she fondled herself, Melissa's entire frame began to stretch. Her shorts tore as her hips widened, but she hadn't noticed them riding higher up her thighs before that. "Fuck... this feels amazing!" she groaned. As she leaned back, her already tight shirt constricted further about her bust. As Melissa gained two, then three, then four inches in height, The shirt reached a breaking point, its front ripping, exposing her massive, glorious breasts. "These are all mine..." she said, drunk on the feeling. "And yours too, Mr Jung, if you play your cards right!" she continued, winking at the mirror and blowing a kiss. She felt her ass press more into her calves as it swelled further.

"Mmm... I almost want more." Melissa said, as the feeling subsided. She stood, looking over her improved curves, lapping up the sexiness that was her. "Haha, if I put anymore I think Jung will have a heart attack when he sees me." she said, thumbing the open bottle, the pipette still in her hand. "And maybe he'd deserve it too, for neglecting me and these sexy titties and ass that deserve all his attention!"

Melissa looked down at the bottle, failing to notice the floor slip two inches further away beneath her cleavage as she reached 5'7''. "Hmmph! More like everyone's attention!" Melissa said, grinning as she struck a pose. The remainder of her top fell to the floor, defeated, as she hit 5'8''. The rags of her shorts had long since fallen away under the onslaught of her growing booty, but she rubbed her foot unconsciously at the itching of her socks, which felt tight as she passed 5'10''.

Melissa stretched. "A little more couldn't hurt." she told herself, squeezing four drops on to her decotellage, then four more on to her behind. By the time she had begun squeezing a good few drops all over her thighs and hips, she was already growing again. "In fact... a little more could feel really good..." she groaned, her voice strained. She had reached 6' in height, and was rapidly surpassing it. Her breasts were now wider than her shoulders, and had descended past her belly button. Each was full and rounded, like a weighted beach ball. Meanwhile, as she hit 6'3'', her ass, thighs, and hips ballooned.

She accidentally spilled a little more into her huge cleavage. "Better make up for that!" she said, hitting 6'7'' and pouring straight from the bottle on to herself. An influx of pleasure beyond any she had felt hit her, and she screamed in ecstasy, dropping the bottle on to herself as she hit 7'3''...

The ground rumbled. Jung, in his dorm room, wondered what was going on. There it was again, like small earthquakes, rhythmically hitting the ground again and again. He stood and looked outside of his window, drawing the blinds.

A huge brown eye was looking into his window. It crinkled, and a voice, friendly but terrifying, boomed, rattling the glass.

"Hey, baby... Your Goddess awaits! Let's get pizza!"