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The canteen was empty as Fleur walked through it, feeling her big new hips and tits press out against her leotard. The spaces between the chairs felt deliciously smaller, and her hips swayed in an unfamiliar way that excited her, as she felt her thighs and ass cheeks rub up and down against one another over and over with every step. 

As she moved, she felt the growth pressing out her cleavage, as her breasts bounced bigger with every step. The floor shook with the added weight of her curves, but also from the increase in her height. She now stood at just under eight feet tall, and she was stretching further by the second, her heightening only exceeded by the increasing exaggeration in her curvy proportions. She gained a full foot in height as well as in inches around her hips and bust by the time she had crossed the hall.

Soon she would arrive at the girls’ dorm, where she was going to fuck all of her classmates.

Without noticing, she slid upwards, another few inches taller. My cock was quick to begin its reciprocation, but I stifled my libido momentarily, intending to take the smart route. I loved her, and this was a sensitive moment but, by God, she was the sexiest woman alive.

I embraced my giant girlfriend, my hand ‘accidentally’ brushing her nipple, which she most likely hadn’t even realised stood taut  and ready through the strained bra. She tried unsuccessfully to stimy a gasp, and I looked up in mock concern, my hand grasping her right breast in my ‘alarm’. This only elicited a moan, and her dainty yet powerful hands drew me closer to her. I took this opportunity to press my head against her and lightly kiss her enormous left breast. A moan escaped her, and I pretended not to notice that, or how she not to subtly began to grind against my leg. She still wasn’t used to being so big, where it was difficult to do anything ‘small’.

Her chest began to heave a little as she took deep breaths, the only sound in the silence of our embrace. I loved teasing her like this, feigning unconcern as she got hot and bothered. I could tell it turned her on when she was normal sized... but now? Well, the minute ripping sounds from her XXXL lingerie were the smallest indications.

“No, don’t...” she whispered, her voice high and breathy.

“Don’t what?” I said, unable to prevent the corners of my mouth from lifting a little, and my hands tightened a little against her sensitive tits, my hot breath wafting over her large, thickening nipple as my tongue darted in and out from my mouth. A slick sweat had begun to nestle within her cleavage, and the smell of her sex was strong in the air.

“Darling, we only just... I haven’t had time to shrink down again!” she said, trying to muster the voice of reason from the faculties that remained to her in the tide of her libido.

I merely looked at her, my intent plain and unblinking in my eyes.

She bit her lip, whimpering as her proportions very slowly increased, her tits puffing against their restraints, her hips, ass, and thighs swelled juicier, as she of course, got bigger and bigger, squirming in ecastsy as she enlarged all over.

“But sweetie, I’ll grow again!” she cried out in a tone of waning concern, as another seam creaked and she paradoxically pressed my hard on against her wet panties. Too little, too late.

“Yes, you will.” I replied.

“I want to be sweet and gentle with you but it’s not like before. I’m just so big and you’re so tiny. I have to be so careful, my breasts… They could crush you so easily… I can’t even feel you between those monsters! And they just keep growing! This bra… It’s getting tight… Please, sweety, be careful.”

Marianna was lounging by the pool when she started to grow. She did not know how, nor why she started, but there it was.

The sun at its zenith had baked on to Marianna’s skin as she lay on her crisp white towel beside the pool. The scent of tanning oil, rubbed all over her smooth skin wafted in the air, dates mingled with the slight, sweet smell of the beads of sweat that trickled down her slim, petite body. As the rays crooned their fullest, in her languor her eyelids began to grow heavier and heavier, and the toned muscles relaxed.

She remembered that she dreamt, but Marianna never knew of what. She awoke to find her feet cool and damp, where the edge of the pool lapped at the sides. She stretched a little further, wriggling with the relaxing pleasure licking over her brazen calves, and sighed once again, content to keep her eyes shut. She could feel the sun, only but a little lower she suspected, radiating a warmth that washed over her in waves, and the contrast of the water was wonderful. Now, this was the way to spend an afternoon. She spread herself further, and drifted back into a deep sleep, comfortable under the weight of her softness, feeling the gentle scorch drifting over her flesh.

At first, no one would have noticed, but Marianna’s towel, inch by inch, had slowly begun to disappear underneath her. She breathed deeply, her chest rising and falling just a little less with each expansion. Occasionally, a small gasp would escape her, and she appeared to tighten with pleasure before blossoming further. Her tightening panties were wet with more than just the occasional splashes her feet made as her legs elongated towards the pool, and the splitting seams of her constricting bikini top tickled her sensitive breasts as they slowly spilled out over the top.

Marianna, not so much as getting taller, was enlarging. While her generous booty and thick thighs lengthened, her proportions stayed the same, so she remained as voluptuous as when she was merely five foot five. Now… the calves of a six foot one woman hung over the poolside, gently stretching. The growth was steady and constant, and the dozing Marianna was becoming wetter and wetter by the minute.

Marianna moaned loudly, passing the 7ft mark, as if eager for the next benchmark. Her towel was no longer visible under her, and her swimwear was slowly following suit as her tits and ass engulfed the garments with their pliant, bulging enormity. Her nipples showed rock hard through the thinning fabric, and her lower half was completely soaked, even as her thighs approached the pool to follow her submerged shins.

The pleasure was steady and intense, not allowing her senses a second’s rest as it assaulted her with ounce upon ounce of gigantic pleasure. Soon, she was almost twice her original height, and approaching dangerously close to coming. She quivered, setting her assets to a jiggle that showed the amazing quality of her clothing which still somehow held under the gargantuan strain of the wanton slumberer. Her fingers dug into the flesh of her pussy and titties, kneading the flesh to spur on her release. All her subconscious mind knew was how good this felt, and was bent on getting more.

Still the amazon swelled. The ends of her long, blonde tresses tossed as she bucked under pleasure, and the nearby furniture shook and toppled as she rocked in ecstasy, her long fingers fluttering over her tingling torso and thighs, rubbing to feel more of the sensation overcoming her. She was getting so close, some part of her knew, and her bronze skin was afire with the roar of growing anticipation. Her back, aided by her capacious rear, arched, on the brink, and she shot up, inch by inch, as she played with herself, fingering her raw clit beneath the shredded, skin tight panties. The air was now heavy with the scent of her sex, and every little breeze made her shudder… And then it came, like a thousand thunderclaps down on her, a racing orgasm that ripped her from the land of nod and into the waking world, tossing under the violent blasts of pleasure that tore through her, one by one, excruciatingly exquisite as she exploded outwards to fully twelve feet in height.

She lay there, writhing and squealing, trembling as she extended slowly. Oh wow, that had felt amazing! She’d never experienced anything like that, ever. She could still feel it all over. She drew a finger up an ample thigh and jolted at the response.

“Well, that must have been a good dream,” she mused to herself, a grin quirking on her lips as she bathed in the afterglow of coming. “If only I could remember what, or who, I was doing…” She shrugged her massive shoulders, not noticing as her left strap gave way under a torrent of burgeoning titflesh, exposing an areola capped with a nipple bigger than a dollar coin.

She giggled headily, feeling amazing, her breath still coming quick. 

It was only when she slipped into the pool, still grinning, and attempted to move away from the shallows that she realised something was up. Her eyes fixed on the sign that read ‘9ft’, beside her plump, rounded ass stretching the bikini bottom to the thinnest of G strings, and then moved up and down taking in the rest of her body as it gradually rose further above the waves.

If I keep quiet, maybe he won’t notice. Maybe this guy, who said he loved my little, boyish figure, won’t notice the fucking bombshell I’m becoming. I have to remain silent, and not moan too loudly. God, it feels so good.

Oh, I’m growing so fast! My legs are getting so much longer, and I can feel my ass beginning to brush his thighs. Fuck, even his cock doesn’t feel so big anymore! Ohhh, and that’s nothing to say of my tits! Damn, I can hardly stop myself, this feels so good! So huge, I’ll never be small again!

If I can just let him make me a little bigger, he won’t be able to stop me from stealing the rest of his formula. Then I’ll be as loud as I want to, and he’ll be quiet beneath me, silenced by the goddess on top of him, crushing his puny body into submission.

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Kat raised a delicate finger and scooped some of the thick white substance from between her tits. As she pulled her finger out, she felt the cleavage already begin to tighten as her tits began to engorge. The already tight white fabric was spreading, and as she raised her finger to her mouth a cascade of ripping seams made her tingle with further arousal. Kat parted her plump lips, revelling in the warmth and pleasure as her boobs grew heavier on her heaving chest. 

She tasted the saltiness, felt it slide deliciously down her throat. For a moment nothing happened. Then she trembled as her loins set ablaze, and shot three inches taller. Along with breasts now doubled in size, sitting wider than her shoulders and extending to below her ribcage, the increase in Kat’s size proved too much for the dress. It shredded entirely in half as her whole body enlarged. She only had time to watch a ring explode from her finger as her eyes rolled into her head in orgasm.

When Kat finally came down, panting and sucking in desperate breaths, only just beyond the total clutches of pleasure, her hands explored her augmented chest. The sensation was too much for her to search extensively, but as her breath came hot and heavy once more she was fairly certain her tits had absorbed all of the cum. She admired her new stature. She hadn’t grown taller, not exactly, more like... bigger. Her proportions were the same, just on a larger scale. She stretched an arm, jostling her enormous jugs enough to make her gasp - well that was something to get used to. Kat felt so good, so powerful, so BIG. The word thrilled her as she thought it, growing wet once again. However, Kat had to bite her lip to suppress a moan when she considered the term “More”...

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Something had changed her in the warehouse. Among the hundreds of figurines, tools, statues, carved objects, and other mysterious objects stored there to be forgotten, there had been a culprit. Some piece of strange magic,leftover from days gone by, had given her its last spark. The vestige of a goddess.

As she drove away from the lockdown and crossed the miles of countryside, completely wild save for the watchtowers and overhead drones, a bud of warmth had nestled deep within her. She brushed the locks of hair that began to lengthen, distracted by the bumps in the road ahead. No one knew who had made it, and the government had only chosen to put the warehouse out here because, apart from its isolation, there were certain things in there that were dangerous or could not be moved. Some were even here before they found this place. Some appeared after. This was the first time she had been given clearance to visit.

She was uncomfortable, but it was not from the heat baking down from the summer sun that day. In fact, she wasn’t sweating a drop. However, the driver’s seat had begun to feel very confining. Her knees gently crept towards the underside of the wheel as she began to grow taller, and their angle shifted as her ass began to plump beneath her. She adjust herself, and moved her hips as they gained several inches in circumference. Soon, she was forced to duck slightly so she could see properly. The miles rolled on, and her head gently brushed the ceiling of the car. It was difficult to steer properly like this, and every bump jostled her. Her hair was pushed slowly to the sides as her shirt tightened. Her petite breasts began to swell up to a shapely elegance, sending bolts of pleasure as the seams of her top slowly tore away.

She had realised what was happening, and as she began to approach the security checkpoint that would lead  her out into the world, her muscles tensed, bunching and tightening as her strength multiplied. However, a dazzling smile was enough to make the guard blush and almost drop his machine gun. It didn’t look like it could do that much harm to her anyway. She smiled, cheekbones sliding higher as her face was sculpted further into a personification of beauty. Her large eyes beheld the mortals around her, analysed every one of their thoughts and movements. Her hair lazily trailed to waist length, and she felt herself being pushed forwards by her swelling ass towards the steering wheel. Her burgeoning breasts met the wheel first, growing heavier and more sensitive as she scrunched further into the seemingly shrinking cabin. 

And then she was past the border and out. It was not long before her power exceeded the need for the vehicle. She let it roll away; useless. The goddess reborn stood, past eight feet tall, taut with muscle and dimpled with soft curves, wise as the ages. Whatever that woman had been was a meagre start, and it was gone now. She flexed, and expanded further, her breasts, ass, and hips straining to an even further exaggeration of an hourglass. Indeed, some of the old power was left at least... Tattered cloth fell to the earth, exposing her Junoesque figure. She felt the power trickling through her, in these still semi-mortal veins. She felt the mortal inside, still not fully embracing the ascension. She could feel those two men, still thinking about her, wanting her. She snapped a finger, and she became clothed in a set of the strange garb of this era. Her ass and thighs thickened again. Worship, power... She needed MORE.

"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.