“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….
“I’m so glad you’re done playing with all those old books…” said your wife, Talia. “Cauldrons and crystal balls are fun and all… but seriously, you’re too old to take all this Harry Potter nonsense seriously!”
“Yeah, I uh… didn’t need it anymore. I, uh, got I was looking for…”
You were staring fixatedly at perfect, round posterior. Last night, as you’d cast your spell, she’d been decidedly lean. But as the night progressed and your spell took effect, she’d grown steadily more… curvaceous. One area in particular.
“So, honey… have you noticed anything… weird this morning?” you asked, innocently.
“Like what?”
“Like… I don’t know… chairs being smaller, maybe? Pants being tighter?”
“No,” she said, flatly.
“Just ignore me, I’m insane!” you said, with an awkward laugh.
Talia shrugged, and reached for a glass on the top shelf.
“Hrrrfff!” she said, standing on her tip toes and reaching up for it. You were so distracted by her recently enhanced backside it didn’t occur to you to offer to help.
“Hey!” she said, flouncing beautifully as she tried to reach up for it. “Little help?”
“I’m sorry!” you said, getting up carefully as tucking your erection under your waistband. “ I was just-“
“C’mmmon!” said Talia, and as she grunted, her clothing started to tighten.
You froze, slack jawed.
Her arm, her legs, her whole body stretched several inches, lifting her hand closer to the glass.
As her whole body grew longer and taller, each inch of vertical growth was matched by at least two inches of addition horizontal growth. Her body grew thicker.
Her pants rode up her calves. Her top shrank and tightened across her back.
The fabric of her pants tightened as her thighs grew at least three or four inches wider. Her hips flared out, growing more than anything else, nearly five of six inches wider.
Her ass bubbled and inflated, bigger and rounder, jiggling slightly as it swelled to plumper, perkier version of itself.
“Oh, nevermind! I can reach after all!” said Talida, grabbing the cup like she’d had just grown taller right in front of you. “Sorry, don’t know why it took me a moment!”
Talia hummed perkily as she finished making her shake and started to drink it down.
“Baby?”
“Mmm-hmm?”
“Did you feel anything… weird just now? Did you feel strange… or… like, suddenly tall?”
“No… I feel, uh… 5’7”. Same as I’ve always been.”
She’d been 5’4” when she got up this morning.
“The spell was still be resolving itself… dammit, did I need to set a cap or something?”
“What are you saying to yourself?” asked Talia, innocently, fixing a second shake.
“Nothing! Nothing!” you said, as she blended and drank a second breakfast shake. “Do you usually drink two of those?”
“Oh, not it’s usually just the one. I’m really hungry today, though!” she said, polishing off the final sip, and then starting to make a third shake. “Really hungry.”
You hadn’t been sure for the first shake, but this time you were looking for it. As she slowly glugged it back, her butt got subtly wider and plumped with every individual gulp. You could seed the individual fabrics getting stretched and warped as her pants grew tighter… and tighter…
By her sixth shake, they were practically shorter. The way her pants legs were practically up to her knees implied it wasn’t just her ass growing.
“Honey, we’re out of fruit and yogurt,” she said, turning around casually and walking to the fridge. “Dammit, what else is there to eat?”
Her tits had been ballooning as well, stretching her to the absolute limit. She was, at the smallest, an E or an F cup now. Her top was so tight it was see-through.
It wasn’t until she reminded you that “her eyes were up here” that you even noticed she was taller than you suddenly.
“Talia… whoa…” you said, as sauntered towards you, hips swinging on way and then the other in a goddess-worthy arc. “How… how tall are you?”
Talia thought for a second.
“6’1”, same as always,” she said, like it was a strange question.
“So… big…” you said, as she drew close and put her hands on your shoulders.
“Yep. I’m still your ‘favorite amazon…’ just like in your vows,” she said, sweetly.
“Our… vows?” you said. In your vows, you’d called her your ‘favorite pixie…’
You turned and looked at you wedding photo on the wall. In the photo she had the same dress, but it barely went a fraction of the way down her thick, curvaceous, and incredibly long thighs. She had the same heels on, jacking her up even taller.
The huge, heavenly mountain of flesh that was her posterior bulged out behind her, stretching her dress so extremely part of it wasn’t in the frame anymore.
In the picture you remembered, she was resting her head against your chest. In the picture you saw, you head was parallel to her cleavage.
You kept staring at the picture, noticing all the deviations and differences… then, the picture itself started to change as you watched.
Her long legs grew longer. Her big butt big bigger and bigger… less and less of it could fit in the frame.
Her head rose upwards, slowly sliding out of the frame. Her breasts ballooned, slowly pushing your head back and back, practically out of the photo.
Your stare was interrupted to something warm and soft pushing into your actual face. Turning around, you saw her tits bounce and jiggle as the bulged over the top and bottom of her bra, stretching it practically to the breaking point.
The bra snapped, as with seismic jiggling, her boobs bounced free, so close to your face they seemed ready to knock you over.
Her pants were stretched so tight they looked like transparent boxer-briefs more than pants.
She giggled down at you, more than seven feet tall and still growing.
Your hands were resting on her hips, though. Her hips kept getting wider and wider… they were wider than your shoulders, and still growing.
The fabric of her pants finally ripped and burst, and she was naked. The kitchen table creaked, as her butt kept growing behind her, and started to push it aside.
“You don’t have to be at work too early, I hope…” she said, brushing the top your head. “I really, really wanted a little… extra attention today…”
“Sure…” you said, trying not to panic in a way that would blow this. “I can call in… later…”
“That’s so good to hear…” she said.
To your delight, she turned around, slowly, and started to bend forward. It was even bigger than you’d expected.
You should’ve stepped back, but instead, you just let her new, round bigness slowly push back against you. Her ass was at least twice as wide as your shoulders, and you could feel it still growing and widening, inch by inch.
You dropped your pants, and was surprised by how loud her voice was when you slipped into her. The force of her round backside shifting and smacking back into your pelvis and stomach nearly floored you.
To just the sight of all that meat rolling towards you and back like waves on the ocean made you more excited than ever.
Her constantly growing butt was too wide to even grab. She’d seized the table, but it had broken under the weight of her arms and constantly expanding breasts.
Your leaned and pressed your hands into the those big, soft, mountains of butt, even as their constant growth slowly slid you back, across the room, and flat against the far wall.
“Don’t stop!” she said, her head growing towards the other wall. “That feels… so… good!”
She kept growing, with twin mountains of flesh growing against you like giant, soft weather balloons. They blew up, bigger and fatter, until you couldn’t see her back over them.
Her thighs and hips started pushing against the side wall, crushing the fridge and other furniture.
Her voice sounded huge, monstrous and distorted, as her ass and thighs and entire body outgrew the room she was packed into.
“MORE!” she bellowed, bucking her weight back against you, cracking the wall and probably a few of your ribs. “I… WANT… MORE!”
You were certain you’d come at least once or twice, and suddenly came too, releasing a bestial bellow of pleasure as her ass grew too big for the house to contain it. The tide of ass blew down the wall, the room, the wing of the house, and then entire house.
Exhausted, dehydrated, and maybe paralyzed, you caught your breath in the rubble, as two huge mountains of Talia’s butt grew fatter and rounder, huge like two hills growing up in the middle of the neighborhood.
Talia found her footing and stood up, more than a hundred feet tall and still growing. Her body was immensely, almost implausibly pear-shaped and bottom heavy. She was so thick that her hips were nearly as wide as she was tall.
“Well, that was a great way to start the day!” she said, stretching her giant body and dusting the rubble of her giant shelf of a bosom like nothing was amiss.
Your lungs hurt when you talked, so you just gave Talia a thumbs off.
“You sleep in!” she said, looking downtown. “I’m actually still sorta hungry… gonna grab something to eat… diet starts tomorrow, I guess!”
She blew you a huge kiss. She crushed cars and houses indifferently as she strutted downtown. Each step, she grew that much bigger, and the swelling mountains behind her bounced and shook like a planet of jello. By the tide she finally made it downtown, her ass was too wide to fit between the buildings… her shaking ass started to tear down buildings.
“If I can still walk…” you said to yourself absent-mindedly, “I should look for a nice spell to heal with…”
Shrinking Talia or her butt in any way, shape, or form was naturally out of the question.
If anything… you might try the spell again, and make your wife’s ass even bigger…
(To be completely honest, this is a test in response to the question from this morning. If y'all like this and want to see me try to integrate all of his work, I will do my best to do so. I truly loved and missed OrangeOrc’s work, and I just want to make sure it never disappears. I have tagged this post with OrangeOrcandwill do so if I continue posting!)
A young lady was waiting in the hotel room.
“You’re a tough man to find, doctor,” she said, smiling confidently. “I had to expend considerable-“
“You’re a super rich, super entitled young heiress who’s spent a small fortune on private investigators to find me,” said Dr. Engorgio, cutting her off.
“Yes. I was just about to say that-“
“You were going to try and talk around the fact that even though you act sweet and humble, you’ve always suspected you were much, much better than other people, and you always felt like your naturally large chest was God’s way of telling you you’re right- you are better,” said Dr. Engorgio, sliding a case out from under his bed and assembling his growth ray.
“Yes, but-“
“But you have the insatiable greed of the super rich, and your natural… J-cup?”
“K-cup,” said the young woman proudly.
“Your natural K-cup breasts feel like they’ve grown to their limit, and now you feel like your worth as a human is stagnating. You spent millions of dollars to track down me, the only supervillain who habitually enlarges things, to upgrade yourself again. Did I miss anything?”
The young lady thought for a second, before handing him a blank check. He was already powering up the growth ray.
“This must happen to you a lot!” she said, eagerly thrusting her already expansive chest towards the growth ray, which was now mounted a tripod.
“You’re a type,” said Dr. Engorgio, writing a surprisingly reasonable number on the check and pocketing it. “Is there anything else you felt it was important to say?”
“Nope. Grow me!” she laughed, bouncing excitedly. “I’m gonna be bigger!”
Engorgio hit with a single, concentrated burst, blazing white, which hit her square in the chest.
“Ooh! That felt-“ she started to say, but was interrupted by her growth spurt.
Her boobs inflated in front of her, nearly doubling in size in a matter of second. The young woman’s eyes widened with delighted surprise as her boobs stretched her shirt and her bra to the limit, then kept growing.
Massive lumps of flesh bulged over and under her cups, finally snapping the black bra she was rapidly outgrowing. Her breasts, big as basketballs and still growing, did an immense bounce-and-drop-and-jiggle.
The weight of them almost pulled her forward, but she steadied and straightened up just as her huge, jiggling boobs shredded her impossibly tight shirt and inflated out in front of her like wobbly balloons.
“I’m huge!” she squealed in delight, trying to get her arms around her expanding breasts and failing. “I’m bigger than anyone I know… anyone I ever met… I’m possibly the biggest ever!”
“You’re getting there,” said Dr. Engorgio, packing up his growth ray and grabbing a few personal effects.
“This is amazing! Thank yo-whoop!”
She blew up, expanding forward again, but also up. Her jeans burst apart in seconds as her butt and thighs bulged suddenly, then longer as she shot upwards, suddenly six feet fall.
“Did I just get taller?” she asked, gleefully. “I didn’t ask to be taller!”
“You would’ve. Your type always wants to be taller once they realize that’s on the table.”
“I mean… I hadn’t even thought about it… my big boobs make me better than everyone, sure… but big boobs and being seven feet tall? That’d make me, like… some kind of goddess. With huge boobs!”
She lurched up again, more than seven feet tall.
“Er, eight feet tall with huge boobs!”
She grew again, ten feet tall.
“Ten feet tall with huge boobs!”
She grew up, denting the ceiling.
“Fifteen feet tall with huge- owie!” she said dropping to her knees. “My head hit the ceiling- oh my god my head hit the ceiling!”
Dr. Engorgio put on his hat and coat and opened the door. His latest patron was laughing manically as her shoulders pushed up against the ceiling. Her boobs continued to inflate in front of her, so huge they were starting to crush and envelope some of the hotel room furniture.
“So… big…” sighed the young lady, as her growing body started to bend the ceiling and floor. “Must… grow… bigger… how… big… will… I…”
“That’s a surprise,” said Dr. Engorgio. “But let’s just say I’m getting out of the building for a reason. Have a great life!“
He slammed the door, and walked briskly down the hallway.
He knew he should probably take the stairs, but decided to live dangerously and risked the elevator.
On the way down, the building shook with booming giantess laughter as his latest subject grow through floor after floor of the hotel. She must have grew big enough to reach the elevator shaft at the last possible moment, because Dr. Engorgio actually did feel the elevator fall a couple of feet right before the door opened for the lobby.
He went briskly out the front revolving door, as everyone else gawked at the giant food crashing down through the roof of the lobby.
Outside, once he retreated a few hundred meters away, Dr. Engorgio turned to watch his client grow to her full potential.
The building wobbled slightly- crashing sounds emanated from within as the young woman grow bigger and bigger.
Within moments, some of the higher floors in the front of the building bent outwards, stretched and distorted. As Dr. Engorgio watched, who humongous, blimp-sized tits exploded out of the building, bulging bigger and bigger, raining debris down on the crown below.
The young woman’s head exploded out the roof, and her curvaceous quickly outgrew the building she was now wearing more than she was occupying.
It wasn’t clear if she lunged or her ultra-heavy boobs just kind of pulled her forward- either way, she laughed as she smashed tits-first into the building across the street, sending it toppling.
Still growing, she swung her monster assets sideways, knocking the top off another building. Then she grew a few stories taller, and tried to rest her cumbersome assets on top of two smaller buildings.
Her tits bulged again, still growing, and both buildings collapsed under their weight. She fell forward, stretched out across a city block, her bloated breasts still growing under her like two giant balloons.
She squealed with pleasure and delight as slowly flattened more and more of the city with still growing body.
Dr. Engorgio watched her expand towards the clouds in his rearview mirror doing some mental calculus.
“Will she eventually stop growing?” he said, absent-mindedly, thinking about what the maximum setting on his growth ray was actually capable of. “Eh. Sooner or later…”
He kind of regretted not getting her name. That had been rude.
“What did you do to me?! Why am I growing?! Ooooooh FUCK! And why does it feel so good! These panties are about to snap I can feel it. And it feels like my tits are going to pop right out of my bra. Oh…here it comes…the BIG ONE!”
Michelle groaned in discomfort back and forth on the couch as you watched, the empty syringe of MaxiGrow in your hand as you grinned. The groaning from the couch growing louder.
*SNAP!*
*SMASH!!*
Her bra and panties snapped like rubber bands, the couch breaking under her increasing weight as the legs snapped out from underneath it. Michelle rose into the air, slowly growing as she did. 7’, 8’, finally reaching 9’ as her head grazed the ceiling. She looked down at you, breathing heavily as she groped her massive tits with one hand, while her other already snaked it’s way between her legs. She rubbed herself furiously, the motion causing her new massive ass to clap and bounce behind her. You slowly backed up, tripping as she approached you, the thud of her footsteps echoing throughout the house.
“Oh no…where do you think you’re going? You this? ALL THIS? You did this. And now you’re going to satisfy me…even if it breaks you little man.” You gulped, as the giant amazon before you stepped over your head, before coming down on top of your face, her massive hips quickly swallowing away all the light…
“Just like the mighty giant swallowing their poor victims whole. You’ll slide down my slippery throat into my cavernous stomach. There, you’ll be soaked in my tummy juices, slowly dissolving in acid alone in the dark.“
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