The alarm sounded, and cracked emergency lighting made the entire lab look pink.
For several tarrying seconds, the radiation core glowed brightly, spraying stray beams of reddish radiation into the room.
Then the emergency containment kicked in, and the metal doors snapped shut around the glowing core.
“Is everyone all right?” asked Dr. Hanson, looking around at his various assistant and fellow scientists. “Did anyone get hit by the-
He heard a tearing noise behind him. When he spun, everyone turned and looked at the source of the noise.
“I’m… fine!” said Angelique, one Dr. Hanson’s assistants. She was hugging her own chest, hard. “It barely… graze… me!”
She shuddered, and there was another tearing noise. With a gasp, she let go of her chest… her blouse was immediately burst open by her expanding boobs.
“My tits! They’re… they’re…” she started, hiking up her undershirt and her breasts ballooned forward, snapping her bra.
“Enormous!” said Dr. Hanson.
Angelique gazed down at herself, wide-eyed, then lurched awkwardly. For a split second, Dr. Hanson thought the floor was rising under her, as she rose up to eye-level, and then higher…
Then her pants tore open, and Dr. Hanson realized Angelique was growing bigger.
“You’re all… shrinking…” said Angelique, in breathy awe as she rose to the ceiling.
“We’re not shrinking…” said Dr. Hanson, backing away as his shy assistant doubled in size. “You’re growing!”
“I’m… bigger?” she said, cupping her own immense breasts, feeling them balloon in size, overflowing her hands. “That’s… even better…”
“Angelique?”
“I always wanted to be taller… and to have boobs… huge boobs…”
“Angelique! You’re ten feet tall! And growing!”
Angelique head brushed the ceiling. She patted it with her hands, and bent forward.
“I’m getting too big for the room…”
“Everybody, out!” said Dr. Hanson. “She’s growing to fill the space! Who know how big she’s going to- hrk!”
“Where are you going, doc?” asked Angelique, bending over Dr. Hanson, brushing the top of his head with her gigantic soft breasts. “Are my boobs big enough for you to notice me now?”
“Angelique! You’re… smother… me!” he said, as Angelique bent down on all fours, smother him with gigantic pillows.
“You feel so little… and nice… I hope I get even bigger…” cooed Angelique. Behind her, her rapidly growing hips and ass knocked over tables and filing cabinets. It grew until it pressed against the far wall, and then started crushing it.
“Angelique! Stop!” screamed Dr. Hanson, as boobs bigger than mattresses crushed the air out of him.
“Stop growing? Or stop crushing you with my giant boobs?” asked Angelique, as her growing body made the walls bend and crack. “Because I don’t want to stop either…”
Dr. Hanson screamed as Angelique crushed him and exploded out of the lab, massive body expanding rapidly through wall after wall, floor after floor, crushing dozen of people until Angelique finally exploded free.
She stood up, titanically huge, and towered over the rest of the campus by hundreds of feet. Dust and rubble sloughed off her huge body.
Her breasts had continued to grow in proportion to the rest of her body, inflating out until they were so big she couldn’t see over them.
Her associates who had fled successfully gazed up at her, dumbstruck.
“Hello, tiny people…” she said, in a booming whisper, hoping she wasn’t done growing quite yet. “I’m your new god…”
Everyone heard the loud rumbling. Everyone gaped at the giantess who sauntered up the balcony.
Only Edward recognized Jeanette… his girlfriend, Jeanette, who’d been 4’11” when he broke up with her a week ago.
Jeanette scanned the rubber-necking crowd, but Edward knew better than the flinch or flee or do anything to single himself out.
“You all look so tiny from up here!” said Jeanette, in a booming, giantess version of her squeaky, piping voice. “I can’t even tell which one of you is my douchebag of a boyfriend, Edward… who broke up with me because my ‘ass was too small…’”
Edward felt the urge to run again, the fought it. He didn’t want to give the newly huge Jeanette the opportunity to pick him up like King Kon.
“Anyway… my new boyfriend is a physicist… and he helped me make some big changes…”
Jeanette giggled at her own joke.
“So anyway, if any of you were wondering I’m about to crush everyone on this balcony with this big ‘ol giant butt of mine… thank Edward!”
With another giggle, Jeanette turned, bent forward, and leaned back.
Crushing him or not, Edward really did have to admit her giant ass was kind of magnificent…
Six days ago, Chad had convinced his girlfriend, Grace, to let him test his company’s matter enhancer on her breasts.
Five days ago, Grace admitted she loved her new boobs- so much so that she wanted Chad to use the matter enhancer again to make her even bigger.
Four days ago, the matter enhancer enlarged Grace’s breasts, and then her entire body, making her almost a foot taller than Chad.
Two days ago, Chad didn’t leave the house- he spent the entire day inside, making love to his glorious, still-growing, eight foot tall sex amazon.
Yesterday, a naked and dehydrated Chad had narrowly escaped the clutches of his 12 foot tall, sex monster Girlfriend. As he dove into his car and sped for the safety of his company’s main office, he saw his girlfriend grow through the roof of his house, laughing like a beautiful, busty madwoman.
Today Chad had ordered a total media blackout- he didn’t want to hear any terrible news about the 50-foot-babe terrorizing the city. All he wanted to do was load his private helicopter with supplies, and GTFO before this could ever be traced back to him.
He was minutes away from doing exactly that when it suddenly got dark early… and all his subordinates froze in place, gawking at the sky…
Chad turned around, just in time to see Grace blow a little kiss down at him as she grew bigger than his company’s largest building.
“Hello, honeybunch…” she said, growing as she spoke. “I’ve been so busy I lost track of you there… but while you’re here… are these big enough for you yet?”
She hefted her giant breasts, and bent over towards the top of the building.
“Because if they aren’t, they can get bigger!”
She bent down as she grew. Everyone ran as her giant tits descended towards the roof.
“See?”
Angelica walked out of the clothing store with her daughter, Beth.
“Mom?” asked Beth, from behind Angelica. Angelica heard the stretching and tearing noises, and knew what Beth was going to ask before she even said it.
“What is it, sweetie-kins?” asked Angelica, in a voice dripping with honey.
“I’m… getting too… big… for my clothes again…” said Beth, giggling nervously.
“What?” said Angelica, in exaggerated faux-shock. “Again? Why, honey… that’s the third time today!”
Beth had always been a bit of a shrimp… for years, Angelica had been assuring her daughter their family were just late bloomers…
And the minute Beth turned 18, Angelica had doped Beth with enough growth hormones to turn a mouse into an elephant.
Beth was six feet tall now, finally taller than her mother, and with every breath Angelica could see Beth’s shirt tightening. Through the tight fabric of the shirt, Angelica could see her daughter’s ballooning breasts swelling over the cups of her bra.
“They’re getting… so… ooh!” squealed Beth, as the front clasp on her triple-D bra snapped. Beth immediately reached into her shirt and fished the broken garment out.
“I’m sorry…” said Beth sheepishly. “It was just so pinchy… and little… and tight! It had extra room when I put it on! I don’t know why I’m-“
“Don’t you worry one bit!” said Angelica, reaching and putting a finger on her daughter’s lips. “We’ll go right back in and get you an even bigger bra!”
When they walked back in, everyone in the store looked at Angelica and her wonderful, towering daughter. Beth was at least 6’2” now, and clearly too big for the clothes they’d bought less than 20 minutes ago.
When Angelica and Beth had first arrived that morning, Beth had only been 5’7”. They’d already gone back in once, thirty minutes ago, when Beth was 5’10”.
The whole staff recognized the girl outgrowing her current outfit right in front of them, and stared.
“How can I… help you again, Mrs… Briggs?” asked a member of the floor staff. “Beth looks… uh… bigger… again.”
“I can’t help it!” giggled Beth, growing up to 6’4”. Her pants tore audibly as her legs lengthened, and her shoes were popping apart from her growing feet. Her shirt stretched and began to tear in the front as her breasts expanded and ripped her shirt.
The staff member’s eyes bulged as Beth nearly grew free of her shirt entirely. Beth giggled, noticing him writhe.
“My daughter is getting extremely large. Especially her breasts. Do you have anything that might fit her?”
“Any… anything, uh… bigger than the D’s we’d need… a… um… custom fitting…” said the embarrassed retailer.
“I want that!” said Beth. “I want you to do it!”
“I don’t… I’m not… uh…” stammered the retailer.
“Oh, it’ll be fine. Go ahead and fit her best you can, she’ll probably outgrow this next one just as quick as the others!” laughed Angelica.
Blushing, Beth grew to 6’6” and bulged forward. Her breasts were bigger than the retailer’s head. The tiny shirt was hanging in by a thread.
Beth grabbed the man by the shoulders, and easily half-led, half dragged him to the changing rooms for a custom fitting.
Nearly the moment they stepped inside and shut the doors, Beth took a deep breath. Giggling awkwardly, she expanded and ripped out of all of her clothes. Her shirt… her pants… her shoes… her underwear…
The retailer pressed against the wall as the giant girl seemed to rise taller and fill more space with every breath.
“I’m a late bloomer!” she said, awkwardly. She was seven feet tall.
“Yeah, I can… tell…” said the retailer. “Let me… get you… measured, there…”
Beth giggled as he squeezed around, trying to get the measuring tape all the way around her bust. However, once he made a full pass, he tried to pull the two slack ends together. But then Beth’s chest expanded slightly with her breath, pulling in a couple more inches slack.
And then another couple inches…
And another…
And then just like that, the retailer was out of tape.
“Oof!” said Beth suddenly, and the retailer looked up. Beth was rubbing her head, where it had bumped the roof of the changing room. Beth smiled awkwardly, and the retailer noticed how intensely Beth was blushing.
“Sorry…” she said sheepishly. “My head hit the ceiling…”
They were running out of room. The retailer rapidly pulled the out the only real option they had for Beth.
“So… this, uh… this bra was actually a prop for a window display we had a couple years back… the um, the mannequin was about nine feet tall. It’s really the only thing we have with enough fabric to-“
Beth took it from him gently, slid her arms through the loops, which seemed to mostly fit. The cups dangled free, and after a second, the retailer realized she wanted him to clasp them in front for her.
“Let me just…” he said, taking the clasps and pulling them towards each other. They didn’t quite reach.
“A little tighter!” said Beth sweetly, even as she grew bigger, pulling the clasps further apart.
The retailer struggled, trying to pull the clasps together.
“I can’t…” said the retailer, struggling as Beth inflated, bigger and bigger. Her could feel the heat from her big, soft body filling the small space of the changing room as she grew to fill more and more of it.
“I don’t know why I keep growing like this!” protested Beth. “Just when I think I’m done I go and get even-“
Her shoulders ripped the straps. Her breasts surged in size, breaking the cups and shoving the retailer against the side of the changing room.
“I’m so sorry!” Beth apologized.
The retailer tried to squirm free, but there was no more room. Beth’s hugeness had grown to fill too much space- she was softly smothering him against the wall.
“Oop!” she said. “Let me just… give you a little more… hnnnngh…”
She tried to squat down, but her hips and butt had been steadily growing too. The pressed against the other walls, giving her no room to maneuver her huge hourglass body.
“I’m… growing… faster!” she said, feeling her body pressed against all the walls (and the retailer) harder and harder, and she bent her against the ceiling. “I’m running… out of… ooh!”
Angelica heard the crashing noise, and turned in the direction of the changing room. Her daughter’s head exploded up through the top of the tiny, enclosed space. Beth looked around, still giggling, still amused by all of this.
“Everyone’s so tiny!” said the nine-foot-girl. “Hi, mommy!”
“Beth? Baby?” said Angelica, realizing for the first time that in her desire to give her daughter an edge, she might have gone too far. “Are you still growing!”
“Uh-huh!” said Beth, delighted to see her mother was now scared too. The changing hut groaned and bent, filled with her still growing body. “I really like the sales guy in here… but I think I’m crushing him with my- oop!”
All at once, Beth surged. Her shoulders burst out the roof of the hut, as she rose to twelve feet tall. Her breasts swelled in front of her, making the changing hut explode outward. The retailer rolled away, gasping for breath. He had been seconds away from being crushed.
In a voice now distorted by her hugeness, Beth laughed. Shoppers turned and ran as Beth stomped towards her mother with store-shaking foot steps.
“Am I… big enough now, mommy?” asked the giant girl teasingly, shooting up to fifteen feet.
“Beth…” said Angelica, starting to backpedal. “I only wanted…”
“No?” said Beth, looming closer. “How about… now?”
She shot up to twenty feet.
“Or now!?” she was not thirty feet tall, casually crushing racks and displays with each step. Angelica was running now, and sprinted ahead of her daughter’s giant, reaching hand.
She made it out the front door just in time. Beth bent down and reached through the door, after her, but Beth was far too big to leave the retailer outlet now.
“Mommy!” teased Beth. “Come back! I want you to see… how… big… I am!”
Beth seemed to punctuate every word by growing visibly bigger. Her ass ballooned out behind her. Her breasts ballooned up under her.
Angelica watched in terror as her daughter’s expanding body knocked over rack after rack, display after display…
…and then Beth stood up. Her head smashed up through the roof of the store, easily. She was more than sixty feet tall, and still growing. Her breasts were bigger than SUVs, and so huge Beth had to press down on them to keep them from blocking her vision.
“I know how embarrassing having such a flat, little shrimp of a daughter must be for you, mom!” bellowed the 100-foot Beth, stomping after her mother as she tried to speed away in her car. “But I think… I’m… almost big enough… to stop embarrassing you!”
Angelica sped away. Beth surged in height, her shadow almost immediately overtaking Angelica’s car. Beth dropped to her knees, shaking the road and making Angelica’s car bounce.
Beth kept growing, getting down on all fours. She loomed huge over Angelica’s car.
“And what about these, mommy?” giggled Beth, in a huge, world-shaking voice. “Are… these big enough?”
“Bethy, no!” screamed Angelica, as her giggling daughter’s gigantic breasts came down, crushing her and several city blocks in a matter of seconds…
You trembled and Suzanne, the blonde, and Regina, the brunette, admired their new bodies.
“Wow, when you ladies said you, uh, wanted to be taller… you weren’t kidding around!”
You laughed awkwardly, fiddling with your mass augmenter nervously.
“I mean, you know, I though you ladies wanted to be like, uh, five eight! Or maybe even six feet! But you both kept asking me to make you taller… and taller… even after y’all, uh… grew right out of your clothes…”
You gulped.
“Not to be a nag, but you guys definitely heard me when I said this thing doesn’t have a reverse setting, right? Like, I can make you bigger all day long, but I can’t shrink you back?”
“Oh, I like it up here…” said Suzanne, sweetly. “Men are great, don’t get me wrong… but they’ve always been a little… taller than me for my taste, you know?”
She grinned down at you.
“For example, right now I’m so big I pick you up, tear you in half, have my way with you… this just feels right, this balance of power.”
“My boobs feel bigger,” said Regina, distracted by her own cleavage. “Like, bigger than the rest of me.”
“Uh, yes…” you said, scratching the back of your head nervously as Suzanne licked her lips. “The beam was focused on your chest so… you would naturally see some, uh… extra mass accumulation in that… general… area.”
“I want my tits even bigger, then,” said Regina, matter-of-factly. “Bigger than this.”
You raise the mass augmenter automatically, even as you tried to talk her out of it.
“You-you-you realize that while this will make your breasts proportionately larger, it will also make the rest of you grow as a-“
“I don’t care about being taller, honestly. I just want the biggest boobs.”
“You heard my girl, poindexter!” said Suzanne. “She wants another radioactive boob job!”
“Yeah, uh, of course, I… here!” you said, blasting Regina square in the chest.
Lancing blue energy ran into her, and she groaned with pleasure.
“Yes…” she said, as her chest ballooned and she rose to the ceiling. “Bigger… bigger… make these titties-“
Her head hit the ceiling as she grew to twelve feet tall, cracking the roof. She bent forward slightly, cupping her immense breasts. They were like small weather balloons.
“Mmm…. Nice…” she said, stroking her new bigness. “These boobs are definitely bigger than any I’ve ever seen…”
“Hey! You made her bigger than me! No fair!” giggled Suzanne, taking a step towards you.
“You asked me to make her gro-“
“Yeah, I said you can make her boobs bigger!” said Suzanne. “But look how much taller than me she is! I look like a shrimp!”
“You’re the second tallest woman I’ve ever-“
“Bigger,” she said, grabbing you by the front of your shirt and lifting you to her eye level. “Now.”
She set you down and took a step back. Without hesitating, you level your laser and fired.
“Mmm…” said Suzanne, starting to glow. “That feels good! Hey, Regina, look what I’m doing!”
Regina stopped playing with her own giant nipples long enough to notice Suzanne grow head-first into the ceiling.
“Hey…” said Regina, flat but annoyed. “Now you’re getting bigger than me…”
“Don’t stop!” said Suzanne, growing huge as she planted both hands against the ceiling. “Keep making me bigger! Don’t stop!”
She fell to one knee, cracking the floor. The ceiling warped, bending and breaking up as her rising body pushed it upwards.
Regina took a step back.
“Make me bigger than this! And then bigger than that!” laughed Suzanne, watching you and Suzanne shrink. “I want to be huge… I want to be giant! Make sure you’re growing my boobs! Oh, and my ass! And my legs!”
She lurched forward, nearly crushing you with her monster tits as her ass crushed a table against the far wall. Somehow, you kept the beam on her.
“Don’t stop!” she ordered, in a room-shaking voice. “No matter how big I get don’t… stop… making… me… big!”
She laughed and straightened up, tearing open the roof seconds before she would have been too big to fit indoors. She guffawed, mercilessly, as her head rose towards the sky and her tits ballooned out in front of her.
“More!” she bellowed. “This is perfect! All those wasted years… I want to be massive… I want to crush this whole worthless city with my left tit… I want… I want…”
She was over 300 feet tall when you finally stopped enlarging her.
“Hey!” she boomed. “Why did you stop? I’m barely bigger than any of the buildings! You worthless little-“
She would have said more, except Regina came shooting up next to her, hands akimbo.
“I told him to do me again, and to be sure to make me twice as big as you!” said Regina, shooting past Suzanne in height. “I get to have the world’s biggest boobs, remember? That was our deal!”
She threw her hands around Suzanne, smothering Suzanne face first in a boob lock.
“You almost broke our deal… now, my mega boobs are going to- hey!”
Regina abruptly stopped growing. Suzanne, still thrashing, managed to pull free of Regina’s boob lock and catch her breath.
Suzanne suddenly shot up to match Regina’s height almost exactly. Both of them were nearly 600 feet tall, and their massive breasts were pushing against each other.
You had decided to even them out, just to keep things competitive.
“You scene stealing whore!” said Regina, shoving Suzanne back into a building.
You enlarged Suzanne before Regina could move in for a finishing blow.
“Jealous little hag!” said Suzanne, swinging her immense breasts and knocking Regina on her ass.
“Shit, shit, shit!” you said, quickly enlarging Regina again.
Suddenly Regina was as tall sitting down as Suzanne was standing up… and once again began to immediately smother Suzanne in her cleavage.
“Shit! Just… play nice!” you shouted, evening them out again.
They immediately began to tumble together, face to face and breast to breast, rolling and back and forth, flattening whole city blocks.
“I should probably just leave it…” you said to yourself, putting the down the growth ray. On the way to the parking lot, you did your best inconspicuous whistle…
At first, Maggie thought just one girlfriend would be enough- Karen was a wonderful girl, and the sex was everything she’d hoped it would be.
Except suddenly, Maggie had a weird, unexpected growth spurt that see her burst out of her B-cup bras, and suddenly fill out some tight double-d’s. Karen loved Maggies’ new assets, but suddenly couldn’t keep up with Maggie increased sexual appetite.
Maggie thought hooking up with Amanda meant she’d have to dump Karen, but then Karen was fine sharing… it actually seemed to get her kind of excited… and just like that, Maggie had two girlfriends!
Except less than two days after she became poly-amorous, Maggie had another growth spurt. It happened suddenly, too- one moment, Maggies was 5’3” with double-d breasts. Then, just like that, her clothes split open and she was 5’4” with boobs too big for ordinary cup sizes.
Karen and Amanda both loved Maggie’s new proportions, but they were exhausted after a mere four hours of love-making. Maggie worried she was already outgrowing the new threesome.
Luckily, Amanda gave her the number of a custom bra place. While Maggie was being fitted the tailor- Wendy- told Maggie how big she was now (triple-F) and asked if Maggie was seeing anyone.
Maggie said she was seeing two other women as a polyamorous triad. Wendy- who did not once look up from Maggie’s chest- asked if she could join them as a fourth.
Maggie agreed immediately, and then apologized. As soon as she agreed to start dating Wendy too, she grew to 5’6”- and exploded out of the triple-F bra Wendy had just fitted her for. (Wendy had a great sense of humor about, and immediately made love to Maggie, then fitted her for an H-cup.)
Maggie loved her foursome, and took them out as often as she could- work events, fancy dates… she loved her girls, and they loved her.
Although one work event was awkward- during some mingling, Amanda disappeared for thirty minutes, and came back a leggy brunette who made Maggie’s mouth water a bit. Amanda then explained the brunette’s name was Tonya, and she really, really wanted Tonya and Maggie to hit it off. Just like that, they were a fivesome.
Maggie felt herself starting to grow, but suppressed it- even as she began to swell and fill out her tight blue dress.
Unfortunately, Karen and Wendy seemed to think it was unfair Amanda got to pick someone, so they each ran off and came back with someone. They came back in twenty minutes with two new girls- Shaninqua and Carmen- and Maggie couldn’t contain herself. She agreed to adopt both of them into her harem, even as she felt herself bulging bigger and bigger.
Within minutes, Maggie’s new girls were pressing close and sneaking kisses and Maggie was growing. Her breasts outgrew the puny H-cup bra, overflowing it and ripping her blue dress as they bloated, bigger and bigger.
Maggie felt her hips widen and her ass and thighs plump with new curves, ripping the back and sides of her dress.
And she was growing up. Every breath and sigh of repressed sexual yearning seemed to make Maggie grow taller… she inched to 5’7”… 5’8”… 5’9”… 5’11”…
She kept expanding out of her clothes. Her giggling harem of girls surrounded her, trying to provide her with privacy via a wall of bodies… but Maggie was just getting too big. She was nearly a head taller than all of her girls, and her curves kept bulging out, pushing the girls away as they hungrily pushed in, needy and grabby for Maggie’s soft body.
Everyone was starting at Maggie, who now stood over six feet tall and was clearly naked.
“I’m… sorry…” said Maggie, trying to focus through the haze of sexual arousal. Her six-girl harem was not helping thing. “I forgot… hotel room… bye everyone!”
Panting, Maggie ran out of the event hall, surrounded by her gaggle of girlfriends.
Outside, Maggie tried to squeeze her big, naked body into the backseat of a cab, and realized it wasn’t six girls that had followed her out… it was eight.
Shelly and Ann, two of Maggie’s work friends, had apparently had crushes on Maggie for years, and saw that dating Maggie was suddenly a growth industry.
Maggie groaned, as her body shook with lust as she grew to take up more and more space in the back seat of her cab. Shelly and Ann crammed in after her, giggling as they tweaked and fingered and petted Maggie’s body. They giggled as he grew figure squeezed them against either side of the cab, and the other six girls groaned as they piled into to two other cabs.
Shelly and Ann made Maggie cum six times on the way back to the hotel. As they pulled up Rhonda- their surprisingly gorgeous cab driver- turned around and asked if Maggie was looking for another girlfriend.
Maggie almost wanted to say “no,” but instead she said “yes!” in a loud, emphatic, lust-charged voice she barely recognized as her own.
Her body once again grew with her harem, and her head shot up through the roof of the cab.
By the time she finally got out of the backseat, she felt enormous- seven feet tall, Amazonian and curvy, with tits bigger than basketballs- her girls looked tiny to her… some of them she couldn’t see over her own immense breasts.
Luckily, there were a lot of girls, and they were pulling Meggie by her giant hands back to the room.
Maggie had to duck under several doorframes, and everyone was staring at the giant naked girl- bit finally, she flopped back on the king-sized hotel bed, which bent under her weight, and felt nine girls pile on top of her.
Maggie sighed with orgasm after orgasm- she pawed out, fingering when she could, massaging any clit that came near her mouth with her tongue and lips…
Rhonda said she called some of her friends to come join in and oop- here there were now.
Maggie felt a split second of exhaustion- like she couldn’t possibly stand to be in a committed sexual relationship with anyone else- but then she felt the bed and all the girls shrinking.
“You’re growing again!” said Wendy excitedly. “Maggie, you’re getting enormous… it’s the sexiest thing ever!”
Maggie’s huge legs grew to stick off the end of the bed. The girls on Maggie’s chest giggled and screamed as Maggie’s breasts inflated under them, pushing them aside and off the bed. Maggie’s big, big ass caused the bed to incline more and more steeply.
The bed finally snapped under Maggie immense weight. She was ten feet tall, at least, and her breasts were nearly as big as bean bag chairs.
The new girls were fighting for access to Maggie’s crotch, mouthing and licking and fingering in turns. Karen tweaked Maggie’s giant nipple.
“Any time your harem gets bigger, you get bigger…” cooed Karen. “Is Maggie still hungry? Do you want more girls?”
Karen was clearly drooling at the idea of Maggie getting even bigger.
“Do you want us to make you bigger Maggie?”
Maggie couldn’t stop herself from answering.
“More girls!” said Maggie, greedy for pleasure, even her orgasms were coming minutes apart. “I… want… to get… bigger!”
There was a flurrying of plastic buttons being pressed as the dozen girls already present began frantically texting and calling their friends, their sisters, their co-workers… anyone they thought would be delighted to meet Maggie.
Within minutes, new girls were arriving. And every time someone new joined in, Maggie grew bigger.
“My cousing Becky!”
Maggie’s legs grew across the room.
“My neighbor Jan!”
Maggie’s breasts were inflating, bigger and huge.
“My co-worker, Beatrice!”
Maggie’s giant legs burst through the far wall. The woman sleeping inside the other room woke up, fell in love with Maggie, joined in, and made Maggie grow more.
“I think this is… Ahn? She works at the hotel!”
Maggie inflated, bigger and bigger, her breasts pressing against the roof until it broke.
Her legs grew through room after room.
Her ass plumped up, flattening the bed which was now no bigger than a cushion to her.
As Maggie began outgrowing the hotel, her legs shot out one side, and her head out the other. She sat up carefully, hundreds of feet tall, lifting the hotel off its foundation and chucking it aside, careful not to let any debris fall on her loving harem.
She was so big now, she couldn’t really do anything other spread her hundred-foot-legs and let the crowd march in to please her by any means they could inveigle.
Their inveigling was so-so, if Maggie was being honest, but there sure were a lot of girls down there, and as long as more girls kept arriving Maggie would keep getting bigger…
Her legs stretched out across the city block, and her breasts ballooned in size, again and again, like two hot air balloons out in front of her. They were so huge, she had to heft them to keep their weight from pulling her forward and crushing her hundreds of lovers.
Her ass kept bubbling up behind her, crushing more and more buildings…
She had so many girlfriends, she couldn’t count them all… couldn’t name most of them… but she still felt like, if she wanted to be happy, she was going to need more girlfriends…
“Hi honey!” said your wife, Linda, refilling the grill. “I hope you’re hungry! I’ve already grilled up at least a dozen-”
She lifted the plate of burgers she’d already made, which only had two burgers on it.
“What the… where’d they go?” she said, confused. “I’ve been at this for nearly an hour! Where have all the burgers gone?”
As she stared at the plate, flummoxed, she reached down with her free hand, grabbed the last burger, and chomped it.
“Look at this empty tray! I know I- oh…” she said, realizing she had already eaten most of the last burger. “I guess I… ate a few more than I though…”
She chomped down her last bite, and set the tray down. She patted her stomach sheepishly.
“Well, at least now I’m full, so none of the rest of these will… hmmm… oooh… I feel weird…”
Her whole body shook. You felt yourself getting hard as her breasts began to bulge over the cups of her bra, then squeeze against each other.
“Goodness, this top is getting tight!” she moaned.
Her top made an audible stretching noise, then ripped. Her immense breasts bounced free, jiggling and huge and nearly as big as basketballs.
Her pants tightened and her ripped as her thighs thickened, splitting the legs of her pants, then her plumpening ass tore open the back of her jeans.
“My clothes are shrinking!” she said, as she lurched up, growing three inches taller, and kicked off her torn shoes. “Why does that keep… oooh…”
Her tummy rumbled.
“Great. Now I’m even hungrier…” she grumbled, carefully putting more burgers on the grill. “And it’s… really hard to see over these things!”
She tried to pat and squeeze and move her immense chest, but was having legitimate difficulty seeing over them.
“Don’t worry if they burn, I got you take out…” you said, setting the heavy grocery bags on the table.
Linda immediately slammed the grill shut and tore the bags open, stuffing her face with take out barbecue.
“Did you get shorter?” she asked, tearing the meat off a rib in one mouthful. “You look shorter…”
You could hear her growing out of what remained of her jeans. Every bite and swallow seemed to make her just a little bit taller, a little bit curvier, a little bit bustier…
Her medication was working great. Every ounce of protein was making her bigger.
“I don’t know what’s come over me!” she said, setting aside the empty bags and licking her lips. “I just can’t stop-”
“Thirst?” you said, setting two jugs of milk on the table.
“How did you know?!”
By the time she finished chugging the milk she was nearly seven feet tall. She burped loudly, and looked left and right, trying to find you.
“Honey? I’m done with the milk! Where did you- oh! There you are!” she said, looking down suddenly. “I’m sorry… you just seem so tiny all of a sudden!”
You shrugged.
“Tiny… and cute!” She brought you in for a hug. You were nearly suffocating in soft, warm boob. She felt your erection against her thigh.
“Mmm… how about going inside and heading to the bedroom?” she asked, sweetly. “I can feel you’re ready for a good tit-fuck… oh! Right after that next batch of burgers!”
She let you go and started pulling burgers directly off the grill, shoving them into her mouth. She started growing at once. The patio started to creak under her, and she rose so tall she would definitely have to duck to fit her head under door frame… and even then, you knew her tits and hips were going to be a tight squeeze.
“There no rush…” you said, watching her continue to gorge. “Go ahead and fry up some wings and hot dogs too… go ahead and do the ribs…”
She was fast approaching eight feet tall. She hand to bend down to reach the grill. and her breasts had grown as large as beach balls. Her ass grew out behind her, knocking over a deck chair.
“You just eat your fill…”
When Regina went on a health kick focused on “problem area fat reduction” her husband, George, immediately recognized an existential threat to his favorite thing in the universe- his wife Regina’s bubble butt.
While Regina bought a treadmill and low-carb meal replacement, George went on line and researched “natural ass enlargement.” He found a dangerously untested weight gain supplement, Bubblemax, which was not legal in the US but reportedly caused a variety of unusual hormonal side-effects- including rapid growth of the posterior.
George ordered several boxes, which he hid in the garage. He began sprinkling it in Regina’s food.
After some initial weight less- no more than ten pounds- Regina suddenly began gaining the weight back, and then some. And nearly all the extra weight was going to her hips and ass.
Her ass ballooned, bigger and softer stretching the backs of her workout clothes and making it nearly impossible to pull on jeans that had fit two weeks ago.
She doubled down on her diet and exercise regimen, so George double down on her dosage. Regina’s growth accelerated, and Regina went from stretching pants to tearing them. Her butt wasn’t just get bigger- her hips were clearly getting wider. She couldn’t even get any of her old pants over her thighs, which were growing deliciously thick and soft.
Regina gave up on the health kick, giving up on exercise and dieting. What was the point of trying so hard if her ass was just going to keep getting bigger?
George knew he could probably just stop slipping her the Bubblemax, but now that she was off her diet, opportunities to feed it to her were suddenly even more abundant… and when George saw her struggle to squeeze into her stretchiest stretch pants, he got greedy… slipping huge amounts of Bubblemax into everything she ate or drank.
Regina ballooned. Her ass was gaining inches every single night. If she turned around too quickly, her ass knocked things over. She was always thudding into door frames the sides of the shower. Her was so big, George felt like it was practically pushing him off the bed at night.
George couldn’t resist. He ran out of Bubblemax, and ordered more. And more. He was stirring it into everything. Regina’s butt was bulging over both sides of most chairs.
And it wasn’t just her ass growing anymore. Her butt was wider than George was, and getting wider. So wide she was nearly brushing both sides of the door frames now. But her thighs and tits and whole body were starting to get thicker. Her body was getting soft and hourglassy all over.
Then she started getting taller. Regina was a little surprised to realize she was as tall as- actually taller- than her husband all of a sudden, but gave up on figuring out what was happening with her body anymore. She was getting bigger, she couldn’t fight it, and her husband was more loving and affectionate than ever- whatever. At least was she could eat whatever she wanted now.
She grew three inches, six inches, twelve inches taller than her husband. She was double, and then triple his weight. Her hips were so wide- her ass was so big- she had to turn sideways to squeeze it through doorways.
Of course, George eventually got sloppy- she noticed everything she ate tasted kind of like protein powder, and less than a minute of snooping found the dozens of empty jars of Bubblemax. Another minute of Google and she figured out the whole thing.
She confronted George- she actually loomed over him a bit, let him realize his plan to make his wife as sexy as possible also made her much, much bigger than him… he’d squirmed and writhed, especially when she picked up him a bit… but ultimately, she let him off the hook.
She liked how easy it was to have her way with her tiny, bony shrimp of a husband. She liked eating as much as she wanted, and getting laid four, five, or six times a day. After she made him up her dosage again, she even liked the way chairs and beds broke the second she sat down on them- or the way all the doorframes in the house were suddenly sporting pear-shaped dents on either side.
She found her own greed- even bigger and greedier than George’s had been- to be so big she couldn’t stand up inside… so big she could crush the whole couch with her ass… so big the neighbors would stare up in awe and terror as her head exploded out the roof of her house… so big she’d be able to pick up George and any other man she wanted in her hands, and order them to get wriggling right as she shoved them up into herself.
George started mixing up Bubblemax in giant pot, which she sucked down greedily in one long gulp- she could feel herself growing already, and George was looking even punier and sexier than before…
He immediately started mixing more for her, even as she was still expanding from the first batch. This was finally turning into the perfect marriage…
