Jone’s the brains I’m just his test subject. He’s truly ahead of his time making feminine beauty products. I’m always happy to see my childhood friend succeed so I act as his little training dummy. Secretly though. I… wanted him to myself.
I’m a HUGE sapiosexual. Nothing does it for me more than a smart, confident man. I wished more than anything that Jone felt the same. If he saw how smart I was and fell instantly in love..♡ Jone however… He liked. Foxy ladies like Sydney.
Perky breasts, smooth curves, fair skin, and her eyes, lips and nose. There was nothing wrong with her. It made me physically ill watching him oggle her while she played him like an instrument. I could only watch from the sidelines as this dumb slut took MY Jone hostage with her strapless dresses & miniskirts.
Hi, h-hey Jone. J-.“ I shut my mouth. The more I talked the more I froze up. I was so tense when I saw his curly hair & golden smile. "Hey Noe-y!” Noe-y??? Oh my God he had a nickname for me!? He thought about me?? “I’ve got something BIG I NEED to try and you’re just the girl I needed.” He needed me??? He REALLY just said he needed me???
“I’d be happy to.” I choked out, relieved I didn’t stutter. After a small pause he looked at me, genuinely and… “Thank you for this, Noel… and. Everything. I can’t thank you enough.” My heart pumped 4x as fast! The experiment we were testing today needed me to be in ‘loose clothes’ and with 'no-makeup.’ I slid on all-black cause I wanted to match the cute suit Jone walked in with.
“Are you ready?” Jone asked. Pointing something he called a beautifier at me. I couldn’t stop thinking about how he talked to me yesterday. I… If only I could tell him how I feel. My thoughts fried up as I was beamed with a flash of bright light. I felt myself slowly fill my dress in. “Just a half-second with the beautifier and…
Joan looked like he was hiding a smile with his open mouth. I looked down at myself and nearly made the exact same face. I looked, fuller, curvier, and most of all taller. I was as tall as the lamp post by Jone’s house and… maybe strangest of all… I felt… confident!
"You’re sooo smart~ Does Sydney ever tell you that?” I felt drunk. I wasn’t sure if it was Jone’s radioactive laser making me 14 feet tall or if I was love-drunk from being around my childhood crush for so long. “Noel you’re-” I interrupted him. Feeling emboldened and losing my filter. Was he blushing, did he… Like me bigger?“
"I mean… that- fuck… flat, blonde bitch doesn’t know you like me. You deserve better~” I bent fully over, in slurry speech I said: “20 feet better~ you’re- you… you’re sexy, Jone.” At this point I’d lost my mind and just relished in Jone’s company. “Noel, I didn’t know you felt like that about me.” He said, accepting my advances.
“Oohoho~ You dirtyy- dirtyyyy boy. I kissed his cheek. It’s cause I’m big, and curvy now, right~♡?” “No! Noel I’ve always thought you were too good-” “Abababa-” I covered his mouth with my dinner plate sized hands! “I know, but it- you still like me MORE now, hwehe heh~♡ I’d like me more. I’m fuckin’ sexy.”
I couldn’t help but grip my breasts, they were twice my original size and… so sensitive..? “… Okay, I admit: Noel, you’re cuter now.” He bashfully turned his head. “I knewww it. You like my big, soft boobies? Dirty boy~” I was high on the fumes of Jone liking me back. So elated, lightheaded and horny my long arms wrapped around him.
I snuck another kiss 'It’s okay, Jone I’m a naughty girl-y~“ I grappled the gun that made Jone love me from him. He used to be stronger than me, I took it with ease; I felt unstoppable. "Jone~♡ Watch me, daddy~♡!!” I don’t why I said that, but I loved it. I shot the same bright light into my stomach.
The orgasmic feeling hit me everywhere as I felt the already tight clothes constricting me slowly rip apart. 5 whole seconds of pure beautifier. My panties rode up my pussy, then snapped at the waistband. Dropping to the rapidly-departing ground. My cute little dress wasn’t big enough to hide my nude womanhood anymore, then burst at the torso along with my bra.
My breasts ballooned to yoga balls but on me they looked just like DDs. As the ray stopped working its magic I lowered my palm Jone stepped on. He looked like an action figure. My drunk-like brain thought about putting him into my pussy but I just wanted to see his little face. “I’m yours~♡” I swooned, my 2 story body almost flattening his house.
“Noel, I c-can turn you… back to, to n-normal. If you want!” He stuttered. Even my dumb, drunk brain could tell he loved this. “No, I want to be with you, your giant loving girlfriend… Do you want this big *aaAh!!♡* sensitive body or that slut, Sydney.
"Hah, that’s a no-brainer.” Jone replied as began to strip with me.
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“MMMMMMM, that’s it you thick bitch, give me all your size!” Kris moaned, already have grown 6" taller since she started absorbing the poor woman’s size. She continued to shrink as Kris’s body became massive, pressing the other woman into the wall as Kris leaned down.
*SNAP!*
*SHRIPPP!*
Kris’s clothes shredded from her thick frame like paper. 7’, 8’, finally reaching 9’ Kris let go, the now 4'6" thin woman looking up in awe, astounded by the massive naked woman before her.
“More! MORE! I need to be bigger!” Kris’s steps thundered through the house. I need more women, more size to steal!“ As she managed to cover herself, she headed to the door, determined to find the nearest strip club she could….
