Her Latest Girlfriend, Or Victim If You Wanted To Call It That, Sighed In Pleasure, Giving Herself Over

Her latest girlfriend, or victim if you wanted to call it that, sighed in pleasure, giving herself over to Valentina. 

Valentina steadied herself as she was hit by a wave of pleasure. Maxine’s mouth caressed hers, pushing all that she was through it. The changes had already started.

Val’s hair extended, pooling in lush, thick tresses about her. Maxine pressed harder, a neat pixie settling around her slender neck, and Val moaned, losing control.

Her breasts... they surged outwards, the enormous juggs growing past K cups, bigger than her head. Maxine was flat as a board, and her hips narrowed into her lover’s broad expanse, even as her fingers dug inside the eager, ever more sensitive gape between the thickening thighs. 

Maxine soon had to stretch a little to continue, as Val arched her graceful neck up the undersized deck chair, and her feet ran over the end. Val was more beautiful than ever, her large eyes sparkling above a pretty nose and divinely plump lips. 

Maxine shivered, feeling herself becoming more ethereal, as the two truly began to merge. Valentina gasped. She must have been close to nine feet in height now, and her fading lover was doing all the opposite of stopping, mastering Valentina even as she diminished. Valentina squealed in orgasm, and Maxine, now translucent, shrunken to but two and a half feet, grinned before burying her face in Val’s throbbing cunt. 

Valentina was lost, hit by wave after wave of pleasure, growing uncontrollably.

Legs grew longer, smooth and curvy, with keen, firm muscle covered by a plush softness. Ever taller, her bucking was rapidly demolishing the deck chair, as well as the parquet below. Val’s moans grew louder and louder, and Maxine writhed, growing ever more excited, feeling their senses merge. Val’s ass stuck out, angling her pelvis into the air like she was made to be fucked, and the juicy meat thickened, widening along with her hips which tapered obscenely from her slim waist, hair cascading either side of her. Her boobs hung down to leave only the smallest midriff, heavy and pulsingly sensitive, their enormous weight keeping Maxi in place, and covering her. Like walls beside her, they grew higher and thicker, and Max could only marvel at a nipple almost, and then bigger than her face. She grinned, and finally sank into the cleavage, her fingers working over Val’s clit to the last...

“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.

‘Man, this is some serious bullshit’ thought Shinae, looking at herself in the mirror. The cosmetic she had spent three years perfecting in her lab was supposed to make your skin softer, not... 

She scrutinised the astounding curves before her. Sean always denied that he was trying to feel her up when he soaped her up in the shower. This was always a great source of amusement, and it certainly built tension before one thing led to another. Well, here was tangible proof to the contrary... She ran her hand over a breast, larger than her whole head, and jumped in surprise and pleasure as a nipple larger than her thumb sprang to life. Very tangible proof.

Sean was out at the store, getting a few groceries, and she examined his handiwork. Her boobs were fucking gigantic, and she had an unbelievable booty to match. Shinae couldn’t help touching it... herself. She began to sigh with pleasure as she felt the thickness in her thighs, the prominence of her ass, and the immeasurable enormity of her tits. FUCK!

She fumbled for her phone, and sent Sean a hasty message, bearing a single word. “Condoms”

Then Shinae went to the bathroom and grabbed the remaining cream. She put  it on the bedside table before undressing. She was fucking spectacular. She found the sexiest things that sort of still fit, and turned off all the lights, and waited...

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

Brooke sighed with contentment, examining the band of gold on her splayed fingers. It had finally happened, Tom had proposed to her.

She smiled, picturing the look of astonishment on his face as all the blood drained away from it. These new bra busters hadn’t been no help either!

Hmm... Perhaps she should hedge her bet and go for her ass next? Of course, he;d get all he wanted and a great deal more to learn to handle all too soon now...

She was out of my league now... She had to be, right?

And yet, here she was, thrusting her thickset hips back and forth in a slow sensuous tease, her eyes closed and utterly focused on my cock between her lips. I could taste the desire on her tongue, gyrating around my rapidly swelling shaft, stretching every inch of growth she wanted from me.

My body was but a slave responding, and I felt all the blood rush from my head, down and down, into the swelling veins. Like my girlfriend had on that night, I could feel my dick getting bigger and bigger.

As I lay there, unable to move from ecstasy, my eyes ripped into her fat, plump thighs, bending back and forth on her hips, so widespread that they were almost twice her shoulders. I heard the gentle slap as her round ass came to touch the back of her legs over and over, slick with her pussy’s ready wetness.

My penis stretched again under her ministrations, gaining inches in girth as well as length, bulging between her sensual lips. A deep moan issued from within her, and I felt her hard nipples grow erect as her mammoth rack rubbed up and down against my straining balls below. How fucking big did she want me??

No other woman could have handled this. As she let loose a deep sigh, straightening to her fully impressive eight and a half feet height, I felt myself harden all the more, and gasped, looking down as I grew another few inches there on my own, remembering as I had watched her grow, getting bigger, taller, curvier, becoming a living embodiment of sex. The meteorite had done something else to me, had given me the reason why only I alone would ever be able to satisfy her... thick as a coke can, and a foot and a half long.

“Haha, and I thought this was going to be comfy for me...” her voice resonated with pleasure, and lust smouldered in her gleaming, dark eyes. She flicked her long black black hair behind her, and began to lower her huge hourglass on to my expectant erection.