Kelly was already a somewhat curvy witch, but she couldn’t help but dream of being curvier

Kelly was already a somewhat curvy witch, but she couldn’t help but dream of being curvier. In her quest for curves, she had managed to come across a book containing spells for the bedroom, although small it was full of all sorts. From expansion, inflation, different varieties of transformation, it contained something for anyone’s deepest desire. Generally, this type of magic was frowned upon, as one could easily get lost in their fantasies, or mishaps could easily occur.

She darted into her room, eagerly excited for what awaited her. She wore a black bra, thong, and stockings she had specifically bought for this occasion, all oversized. The size she yearned to be, but the thought of bursting out of them had crossed her mind.

She paced back and forth in her room, book in hand, her mind filled with ideas of her overflowing her newly bought attire, the thought of bursting out of them even crossed her mind, a flutter of glee flowed through her. She placed the book onto her desk, silence filled the room as she began to slowly open it

On the first page a bold warning was displayed, “Ensure all spells are cast clearly, as a mispronunciation could result in undesired effect. Counter spells must be read thoroughly before casting any spell within this book”. Kelly scoffed; she wasn’t some novice she thought ignoring the warning as she turned to the contents page. She scanned it up and down in search for what she desired; a gleeful yelp jolted from her as she found it. Quickly flicking past pages to her spell’s destination. Her excitement reached a critical point as she spotted what she was after, without a second thought she recklessly shouted the spell out at the top of her lungs, not adhering to the warning given

She stood eagerly waiting as an intense feeling began to fill her entire body, a moan escaped her lips as her knees began to feel week. Taking a few steps back from her desk she sat on the edge of her bed, only a few feet from where the book lay still open. She looked down towards her cleavage as it swelled outwards at a quick pace, filling the once oversized cups. She felt her thong begin to conform to her hips as they swelled into it. Her stockings stretched thinner. The feeling of warmth only increased with each passing second, along with her arousal, she didn’t expect it to feel this intense.

A creaking sound loomed from her bra as her breasts began to overflow each cup. She released another moan as her thong pulled tighter against her, in all the right places. Her hips grew around the strap at either side, at this point it would be hard to tell she was wearing underwear at all. A tearing noise echoed throughout the room as her stockings began to lose their battle. Her head tilting back as a distinct wetness could be felt in between her thighs

Her hands began to explore her new swollen body, she felt how tight her bra had become as she gripped her breasts before her hands reached for her ass. She squeezed her hips, her fingers sinking in as though she was gripping dough. Her hands slowly slid around her thigh, the temptation to pleasure herself was too enticing. As her hand drew nearer, she froze, her eyes shot open, her face turned pale as the path to her pleasure was blocked. Both hands darted to her mid-section, shock filled her as she felt her stomach was swelling outwards.

She attempted to look down towards are stomach, but her view was filled with her own bust now overflowing from her bra and nearly grazing her chin. She started poking and prodding her stomach feeling how much it had grown, it felt as though she was nearing nine months pregnant, yet it felt soft, each touch sent a shiver throughout her body. The initial shock dissipated as her arousal rose further, her thong pulled hard, as though to contain her increasing wetness.

Her attention was drawn from her swelling gut towards her chest as her bra creaked and groans loudly, the fabric beginning to tear. The idea of her bursting out of this bra that she once dreamed of fitting into clouded her mind. The feeling of her entire body swelling, growing all over, overflowing and destroying her clothing caused her mine to run wild. Her bra dug deep into her back as the hooks clung on for dear life, it felt more like pleasure than pain. Her thong now was not visible, completely swallowed by her hips. Stretch marks had formed all over her stocking as the fabric was being torn from itself, the top of her thighs overflowed them. Her bra was being engulfed by her breasts as they searched for every possible way to continue growing without hindrance. The sound of tearing fabric echoed throughout the room, alongside her moans before it finally gave way.

Her bra exploded, her breasts surged forward, now free and resting atop her swelling gut. Her nipples stood to attention, having escaped their restraint. She tightly gripped her expanding bust, just manging to reach her nipples, toying with them. The sensation was too much to handle as she tipped over the edge, a feeling of pure euphoria came over her, screams of ecstasy erupted from her.

She was abruptly pulled from her blissful daze as she felt herself tipping backwards as her stomach and thighs fought for space, swelling into each other, she placed her hands behind her in an attempt to stay upright. The bed now releasing a loud whining groan as it neared its weight limit. The realisation of her size came to her she knew she had to stop. Looking forward, unable to see the book, or even her desk due to her bust. She struggled to shift herself towards the edge of the bed, her body jiggling like a wave from even the slightest movement.

The legs on the bed began to whine louder with every slight adjustment as cracks formed. As she neared the edge of the bed, they finally gave way, sounding like a log being violently snapped in two. One side of the bed violently dipped downwards, she fell towards her desk, landing hard on her yoga ball sized gut. A riptide of jiggle flowed through her whole body, her thong blew apart as her beachball rear was lifted into the air, a stream began to flow from her nether and trickled down her stomach towards the floor.

She sat atop her still swelling body, finally was able to see the book, still sat upon her desk, well beyond reach. Although she desperately tried to move her swollen form, she was stuck in place. The magnitude of her mistake sank in, wishing she had adhered to the books warning. Even though worry filled her, her arousal remained as her body took up more and more space within the bedroom. Thoughts of outgrowing her room filled her mind, as the stream flowing from her nether continued, she couldn’t help but moan as she felt furniture being smothered beneath her increasing size and weight.

——————————————————————————