Hey, Look Hon, Canyonception! She Giggled, Setting Her Tits Awobble In Her Undersized Dress. This Had

“Hey, look Hon, canyonception!” she giggled, setting her tits awobble in her undersized dress. This had certainly been an... eyeopening camping trip. You two were now official, and decided to take a weekend off together. It was there that she showed you why she had been so reluctant to have sex before you were an item. 

“This is gonna sound weird, but I need to warn you from before... When I fuck, they grow. Like, BIG bigger, depending on how turned on I get”

You were even now contemplating what kind engagement ring to buy.

Yeah, she’s maintaining that poker face, but I can literally feel how turned on she is by the idea. Bigger again I told her, that was my offer. She said she’’d think about it, but I could by the way she’s already adapting her posture, accentuating her new assets... the arrestably low cut top isn’t a bad hint either. She’s already hungrier than even she knows for it. That’s how addiction works.

She had done it. Finally, after months of blood, sweat, and tears, she’d made promotion. Now it was time to reap the bene--

The intensity made Anya buckle over. She looked at her hands gripping the sides of the chair to retain balance as they stretched over its leather surface, nails digging in. She could feel her clothes tightening, the skirt around swelling hips, shoes crushing, and her shirt as her tits ballooned. Soon she was left in just her underwear as it struggled to cover her enlarging form.

Anya mewled in pleasure, writhing. She ground thick thighs together, enjoying the wetness as her legs lengthened, propelling her first to six, then seven, and then eight feet in orgasmic spurts. Her ass stuck out with a tantalising impunity, though still dwarfed by the gargantuan breasts that jutted four feet from her chest. The whole process occurred in under 2 minutes, and she was still shaking, her throat raw as she heard a knock on the door. She turned to see Brian, a co-worker, standing gobsmacked in the doorway. A former co-worker, she reminded herself, remembering her now elevated position. Now her underling. He began to take a step back, but found her hand firmly against the door above him. The bulge in his pants confirmed that he would be a good starter for the afternoon.

Bra Logic: A DD is bigger than a D, but a AA is smaller than an A.

I can't find a story you made awhile ago about a guy fucking his wife so her ass got big and the last line was "lit was a beautiful way to die" thanks in advance if you could link me to it

Hmm.., I’ll have a look around but it might take a while!

The garment tightened, and she strained to hold her breath as her pulse quickened. The straps dug in, spreading a warmth through her. A bubble escaped her lips, and she tasted salt as tit began to spill over the top of her bikini top.