She collapsed on to the sofa, panting as she grew. Her belly rounding out, pushing free from between

She collapsed on to the sofa, panting as she grew. Her belly rounding out, pushing free from between her top and skirt as it balloons. Her hand falls to it, touching it to see if it’s real. It pushes back against her. Her breath catches as her breasts start to follow suit, nipples hard against now tightly stretched fabric. She looks down her inflating body, keeping her composure as best she can, watching it grow larger and larger while trying to pretend none of it’s real. The shocked gasps and murmuring coming from other guests in the lobby tell her it is.