This Feels Incredible. Ive Ripped Clean Through My Bra, And Now The Straps Of My Dress Are Straining

This feels incredible. I’ve ripped clean through my bra, and now the straps of my dress are straining too. I can feel the soft cloth growing taut against my enlarging breasts, almost rough to my heightening sensitivity.

The bra has slipped down, and the fabric of my clothes is ripping away too. My boobs are bigger than my head, growing fast and torturing me with pleasure. At last, the hated garment is gone, and my juggs stand proud, quivering to greater proportions as my fingers find nipples. I never want this to end...

The skirt creaked, the seams just about to rip a little further. Kayleigh felt a warm afterglow as she walked along the office corridor back towards the labs. Today with Tom had been sooo good she thought, feeling a tingle. He really had been right about knowing how to pleasure a girl from the back as well. Mind you, she considered, unaware of the new inch of ass being put on show under the rearing skirt as her lower half continued to thicken. With a cock that big, should she have been surprised? 

She walked along, her ass flaring out more with each step, hungry for him. It was almost enough to make her forget about the chemical spill from earlier in the day. Her ass tightened pushing out another few inches like a shelf behind her.  Kay licked her lips absent mindedly. It was kind of exciting knowing his cum was inside her, deep in her ass. They normally used condoms but the feeling of him going in raw had almost made her not need lube. So thick, and sooo hard. She was unaware that by now her hips were so broad that she could take Tom whole with relative ease. The thought of him sliding into her, pumping his cock into her ass, filling her up, it made her feel sexy, and she bit her lip, feeling the fabric of her skirt tight across her skin, making her shiver in wantonness.

It made her feel like a real woman. She continued to walk, her skirt slowly coming apart as she grew bigger and hornier. By the time Kay would get to her desk and sit, half naked, she would have already paged Tom to meet her there for round 2. 

Totally ridiculous, check. Totally hot, double check. Jenny had found out that her bossy, Chuck Selman, like ‘em big. Well, with what she was packing now, she was sure she would be able to catch his eye now. She took off her PJs and put on the sluttiest underwear she could find. Jenny almost tipped over rummaging through her dresser. She marvelled at her new centre of gravity as she moved over towards the wardrobe. A thick overcoat to cover up, conspicuous on a summer day, would serve to get his notice, and to (badly) conceal her assets for the moment.

She imagined stepping into his office ans deep, sexy voice asking her to ‘please, take off your coat’. She grinned, seeing the thick cloth pool around her feet, revealing  tits practically exploding out of her lingerie, bought when she was still a little C cup, instead of the owner of an unimaginable rack that was so big you could see it from the back.

She finished her makeup, and donned the heavy black faux fur, the velvet lining making her skin tingle. Oh God, she could barely wait. Her fingers ached to stroke herself below,  as she had done so many times before when he was an all but unattainable fantasy. But now... her resolve tightened. She wanted to save herself for him. She called the cab to take her into the office - half an hour late. That ought to get his attention, he hated lateness, and would want to see him in his office. Jenny grinned, and dialled the number. It was a good thing her paycheck had just come in; she wouldn’t be able to drive until he got used to these new things. She squeezed the coat buttons into place, unable to resist touching them for just a little too long as she finished enclosing her prodigious bust...

I couldn’t take my eyes off her, examining the potential that lay within. Under my gaze, the hidden structures in her DNA pivoted, and I saw her untapped. The small scanner I held ran over her body, taking in the already generous curves, and flounting all precedent. I watched the screen seeing her bust expand larger and larger, tripling in size. My mouth dried as I pictured the tank top she was wearing stretch and begin to tear, and I could almost hear the moans ripping from her hungry throat at the pleasure. 

She smiled coyly at my obvious attraction as I moved over to her. As we introduced ourselves and got talking, I began to suspect that this girl would be more than eager to talk about my interest in biology soon enough...

Her latest girlfriend, or victim if you wanted to call it that, sighed in pleasure, giving herself over to Valentina. 

Valentina steadied herself as she was hit by a wave of pleasure. Maxine’s mouth caressed hers, pushing all that she was through it. The changes had already started.

Val’s hair extended, pooling in lush, thick tresses about her. Maxine pressed harder, a neat pixie settling around her slender neck, and Val moaned, losing control.

Her breasts... they surged outwards, the enormous juggs growing past K cups, bigger than her head. Maxine was flat as a board, and her hips narrowed into her lover’s broad expanse, even as her fingers dug inside the eager, ever more sensitive gape between the thickening thighs. 

Maxine soon had to stretch a little to continue, as Val arched her graceful neck up the undersized deck chair, and her feet ran over the end. Val was more beautiful than ever, her large eyes sparkling above a pretty nose and divinely plump lips. 

Maxine shivered, feeling herself becoming more ethereal, as the two truly began to merge. Valentina gasped. She must have been close to nine feet in height now, and her fading lover was doing all the opposite of stopping, mastering Valentina even as she diminished. Valentina squealed in orgasm, and Maxine, now translucent, shrunken to but two and a half feet, grinned before burying her face in Val’s throbbing cunt. 

Valentina was lost, hit by wave after wave of pleasure, growing uncontrollably.

Legs grew longer, smooth and curvy, with keen, firm muscle covered by a plush softness. Ever taller, her bucking was rapidly demolishing the deck chair, as well as the parquet below. Val’s moans grew louder and louder, and Maxine writhed, growing ever more excited, feeling their senses merge. Val’s ass stuck out, angling her pelvis into the air like she was made to be fucked, and the juicy meat thickened, widening along with her hips which tapered obscenely from her slim waist, hair cascading either side of her. Her boobs hung down to leave only the smallest midriff, heavy and pulsingly sensitive, their enormous weight keeping Maxi in place, and covering her. Like walls beside her, they grew higher and thicker, and Max could only marvel at a nipple almost, and then bigger than her face. She grinned, and finally sank into the cleavage, her fingers working over Val’s clit to the last...

All the free drinks you could get at a pool party? What could go wrong? Nothing, as far as Mrs Macauber was concerned. So she’d gone up a couple of cup sizes during the course of the event. Alright, more than a couple, or a few. A lot. But, you know, no good party was without a fun surprise or two (or several)! The sun was hot as she lay in the deck chair. She relaxed, getting better acquainted with her daughter’s friends, some sweet boys from her science class, who all seemed very eager to share a drink with her. She took another sip, and her third replacement bikini let out a creak of protest. A handsome youth topped up her glass almost immediately, smiling. She could swear it was getting better with every taste!