She Had Finally Bought It. ;The Crows, The Little Alley Bar Off The High Street, Was Now Hers. After

She had finally bought it. ;The Crows’, the little alley bar off the high street, was now hers. After seven years!

Dawn remembered the hell she’d gone through to get it, but it was all worth it now. Soon enough, she thought, as she took down a freshly polished glass, she’d be living the dream.

Dawn had always wanted to run a pub. Ever since she was young - maybe it was too much East Enders, who knows? She’d always looked on at barmaids in envy, and now she was to join their ranks, and excel.

She picked up a bottle of golden alcohol, the label faded. It was common practice in this area, she had read in a book, for the previous owner to leave a little something for the new buyer, and she intended to fully enjoy this.

She sipped at the honey liquid, enjoying every drop, relishing the gilded sweetness. Before she knew, she had poured herself another glass, and before long the bottle was empty. Dawn felt giddy with a tingling sensation, and giggled as she felt her tights begin to tickle.

Breathing heavily in a careless grin, Dawn attempted to pierce her double vision enough to read some of the leftover script on the back of the bottle. Dawn adjusted her position, lowering her head as her torso gently rose on the chair. She craned forward, and her ass jutted out voluminously.behind her. Oblivious, she ran a finger over the old paper, her thighs thickening delicious and plump, and she wiggled, adjusting to her widening hips. 

A dim burning sensation was rising below the pit of her stomach. Dawn felt a strong craving for... something. Her hips continued to widen, and her rump to expand meatily, filling out firm and smooth, swallowing up her clothes as she grew bigger still. Her other hand trailed down to begin stroking an enlarging haunch. The ferventness of her rubbing increased with her size, and as inch after inch crept across her frame, so her fingers edged towards the tightening camel toe in her now ludicrously small outfit.

Dawn’s digits had no problem slipping between the gaping hole in her tights, and as she rubbed up and down it seemed that she knew that it would only be so long before the rest gave way too. Ass spilling out over the sides of the stool, she decided she simply had to call the previous owner about the delicious stuff. 

Though she would have no luck with that, Dawn would find that, for some reason, she was now getting an inordinate amount of tips, which was just as well because she needed to buy so many new clothes. It was odd, but she couldn’t remember outgrowing any of them, but at least she had something to pay for her outfits

“Hey, honey, what’s wrong? Bad day at work?”

“You, me, bedroom, five minutes. Skip the rubber. Got it?”

This feels incredible. I’ve ripped clean through my bra, and now the straps of my dress are straining too. I can feel the soft cloth growing taut against my enlarging breasts, almost rough to my heightening sensitivity.

The bra has slipped down, and the fabric of my clothes is ripping away too. My boobs are bigger than my head, growing fast and torturing me with pleasure. At last, the hated garment is gone, and my juggs stand proud, quivering to greater proportions as my fingers find nipples. I never want this to end...

“Is this your idea of a joke?”

She brandished the bottle.

“Well, if it is, joke’s on you.” she smiled

“Because I like it.”

your eyes widened as she tipped the remaining contents down her throat

this wasn’t supposed to happen. a few sips would make her grow, doubling, eve tripling the size of her breasts, but a full bottle! Even so much tit couldn’t handle all that.

you heard her laugh, triumph infused with the intoxication of power as inch by inch her head began to rise higher and higher into the air. her boobs were enormous rushing out in every direction, shredding her patheticly inadequate top. but even those monsters couldn’t handle all that. While they were growing faster than the rest of her, the serum was spreading through her whole body, pushing it to and beyond its limits. She wasn’t merely growing taller, she was growing bigger. While her legs lengthened, her hips widened, and her thighs thickened alarmingly. You took a a step back as she hit the seven foot mark.

“So, what do you think now, huh?”

Her top, strained to its limit, catapulted away, to reveal her vast jiggling cleavage. You couldn’t speak, but her grin widened at the popping of your eyes.

“Am I big enough for you?”

She was closer now, though she hadn’t taken a single step. She moved back a  little now, her smooth towering rubensesque legs moving silkily, the muscle tracing a line to her plumping tush, now drifting towards the height of your chest. Now she could look down at you over the gargantuan plateau of swelling tit.

She winked, gazing down at you through her long lashes., and blew a kiss, even as with it came the enticing sound of her shorts ripping away

She was truly breathtaking. All thoughts of regret sputtered to nothing beneath the strain of your hard on.

Still think I might need another one? she cooed i mock innocence

The other guests had long since run. You were paralysed before the 12 foot goddess, fear crushed beneath rapt desire..

Holy shit she wa more than twice your height, and still growing. She bulged, stretched, boomed, and burgeoned,.Her pink  panties put up a valiant fight to contain her hips, now wider than your arms could encircle. They whipped past you, and you caught her scent, hungry and wanton. Your knees shook, along with the ground as the girl , now more than hour times your height, approached.

“Hey, big boy, I think I can see one hidden, there in your pants. Mind if I take a sip?” her confidence was ludicrous, but you almost came right then, only help back by your eagerness to please her.

You were in the air before you knew it, your hips moving towards her wide open lips.  Your pants were merely an after thought before you were enveloped in worshipping bliss. You stood atop her massive breasts, each bigger than your body. Her hands pressed you deeply towards her mouth. ,After several long sucks, she asked where you kept the rest of the growth formula. You would tell her, of course, once you found the ability to speak once more.

Totally ridiculous, check. Totally hot, double check. Jenny had found out that her bossy, Chuck Selman, like ‘em big. Well, with what she was packing now, she was sure she would be able to catch his eye now. She took off her PJs and put on the sluttiest underwear she could find. Jenny almost tipped over rummaging through her dresser. She marvelled at her new centre of gravity as she moved over towards the wardrobe. A thick overcoat to cover up, conspicuous on a summer day, would serve to get his notice, and to (badly) conceal her assets for the moment.

She imagined stepping into his office ans deep, sexy voice asking her to ‘please, take off your coat’. She grinned, seeing the thick cloth pool around her feet, revealing  tits practically exploding out of her lingerie, bought when she was still a little C cup, instead of the owner of an unimaginable rack that was so big you could see it from the back.

She finished her makeup, and donned the heavy black faux fur, the velvet lining making her skin tingle. Oh God, she could barely wait. Her fingers ached to stroke herself below,  as she had done so many times before when he was an all but unattainable fantasy. But now... her resolve tightened. She wanted to save herself for him. She called the cab to take her into the office - half an hour late. That ought to get his attention, he hated lateness, and would want to see him in his office. Jenny grinned, and dialled the number. It was a good thing her paycheck had just come in; she wouldn’t be able to drive until he got used to these new things. She squeezed the coat buttons into place, unable to resist touching them for just a little too long as she finished enclosing her prodigious bust...