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You stupid bitch, bragging like that in the fucking board room. What, you thought no one would hear you? Or perhaps, no one important?
Well, here I am, your serum inside me, changing me, improving my every cell. I’m smarter, stronger, and BIGGER than you, and now i have this stuff... I can feel the power growing inside me, making me into all that I should be.
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.
Mei thought to herself as she gazed into the floor length mirror of her studio, admiring the work of art that was her form.
“Hmmm... Perfect? Close, but not yet certainly!” she mused
“Bigger? Soon... definitely.”
She shrugged off her coat, revealing even more of her great undulating cleavage. With each confident stride she took, her shoulder straps showed rising visible strain as breast flesh pressed out in all directions, bulging out from the frail purple dress, bouncing with an increasing jiggle, and all the while the alluring neckline plunged further.The hall was quiet save for the clack of her high heels, overlaid with a sonata of shredding cloth and popping stitches.
As she reached you she took a deep breath, tearing her bra clean in two. tit continued to spill out of the rags on all sides, and she smiled, holding your gaze as you forgot to breathe.
“Ohhh... Fuck! Yes!”
Ms Xing leaned back, clenching her buxom thighs tighter around her lover. She could feel the enormous weight building on her chest, and her nipples were afire against her ever more inadequate top.
Meanwhile, Jerry pumped harder and harder below. She tried to continue speaking, but lost her grip on speech as sensitive nerves multiplied tenfold in her pussy.
Her body tensed once more as her breasts expanded, rapidly dwarfing her head in size. How could someone so fucking small give her such a BIG amount of pleasure? His cock pulsed, and the tightness increased. The sound of tearing stitches almost sent her over the edge. Almost... She needed to come so badly, but the growing just felt soo- very- good.
We wanted to see which of us you preferred, so we BOTH drank the recommended serum dosage... times 10!
Easy rules - the BIGGEST wins.
Now get fucking.
Marianna was lounging by the pool when she started to grow. She did not know how, nor why she started, but there it was.
The sun at its zenith had baked on to Marianna’s skin as she lay on her crisp white towel beside the pool. The scent of tanning oil, rubbed all over her smooth skin wafted in the air, dates mingled with the slight, sweet smell of the beads of sweat that trickled down her slim, petite body. As the rays crooned their fullest, in her languor her eyelids began to grow heavier and heavier, and the toned muscles relaxed.
She remembered that she dreamt, but Marianna never knew of what. She awoke to find her feet cool and damp, where the edge of the pool lapped at the sides. She stretched a little further, wriggling with the relaxing pleasure licking over her brazen calves, and sighed once again, content to keep her eyes shut. She could feel the sun, only but a little lower she suspected, radiating a warmth that washed over her in waves, and the contrast of the water was wonderful. Now, this was the way to spend an afternoon. She spread herself further, and drifted back into a deep sleep, comfortable under the weight of her softness, feeling the gentle scorch drifting over her flesh.
At first, no one would have noticed, but Marianna’s towel, inch by inch, had slowly begun to disappear underneath her. She breathed deeply, her chest rising and falling just a little less with each expansion. Occasionally, a small gasp would escape her, and she appeared to tighten with pleasure before blossoming further. Her tightening panties were wet with more than just the occasional splashes her feet made as her legs elongated towards the pool, and the splitting seams of her constricting bikini top tickled her sensitive breasts as they slowly spilled out over the top.
Marianna, not so much as getting taller, was enlarging. While her generous booty and thick thighs lengthened, her proportions stayed the same, so she remained as voluptuous as when she was merely five foot five. Now… the calves of a six foot one woman hung over the poolside, gently stretching. The growth was steady and constant, and the dozing Marianna was becoming wetter and wetter by the minute.
Marianna moaned loudly, passing the 7ft mark, as if eager for the next benchmark. Her towel was no longer visible under her, and her swimwear was slowly following suit as her tits and ass engulfed the garments with their pliant, bulging enormity. Her nipples showed rock hard through the thinning fabric, and her lower half was completely soaked, even as her thighs approached the pool to follow her submerged shins.
The pleasure was steady and intense, not allowing her senses a second’s rest as it assaulted her with ounce upon ounce of gigantic pleasure. Soon, she was almost twice her original height, and approaching dangerously close to coming. She quivered, setting her assets to a jiggle that showed the amazing quality of her clothing which still somehow held under the gargantuan strain of the wanton slumberer. Her fingers dug into the flesh of her pussy and titties, kneading the flesh to spur on her release. All her subconscious mind knew was how good this felt, and was bent on getting more.
Still the amazon swelled. The ends of her long, blonde tresses tossed as she bucked under pleasure, and the nearby furniture shook and toppled as she rocked in ecstasy, her long fingers fluttering over her tingling torso and thighs, rubbing to feel more of the sensation overcoming her. She was getting so close, some part of her knew, and her bronze skin was afire with the roar of growing anticipation. Her back, aided by her capacious rear, arched, on the brink, and she shot up, inch by inch, as she played with herself, fingering her raw clit beneath the shredded, skin tight panties. The air was now heavy with the scent of her sex, and every little breeze made her shudder… And then it came, like a thousand thunderclaps down on her, a racing orgasm that ripped her from the land of nod and into the waking world, tossing under the violent blasts of pleasure that tore through her, one by one, excruciatingly exquisite as she exploded outwards to fully twelve feet in height.
She lay there, writhing and squealing, trembling as she extended slowly. Oh wow, that had felt amazing! She’d never experienced anything like that, ever. She could still feel it all over. She drew a finger up an ample thigh and jolted at the response.
“Well, that must have been a good dream,” she mused to herself, a grin quirking on her lips as she bathed in the afterglow of coming. “If only I could remember what, or who, I was doing…” She shrugged her massive shoulders, not noticing as her left strap gave way under a torrent of burgeoning titflesh, exposing an areola capped with a nipple bigger than a dollar coin.
She giggled headily, feeling amazing, her breath still coming quick.
It was only when she slipped into the pool, still grinning, and attempted to move away from the shallows that she realised something was up. Her eyes fixed on the sign that read ‘9ft’, beside her plump, rounded ass stretching the bikini bottom to the thinnest of G strings, and then moved up and down taking in the rest of her body as it gradually rose further above the waves.
Bigger tits, bigger ass, taller.
Bigger tits, bigger ass, taller.
It might seem formulaic, maybe even dull. Yeah fucking right, who are you kidding? Like your dick isn’t already aching for your hand. Cause that’s all you know you can get. But you never know, the injections have been making me pretty fucking horny boys.
Tell you what, whoever gets the last but to pay for the next one gets two minutes on a private chat window. Hey, hey, there we go, very goood. Mmm... I can’t wait to grow... so much bigger.
Now, that’s more like it! Hey, I’ll tell you what. If I like whoever gets the prize, well, who knows... And heck, haha, I’m nearly eight feet tall, can just one guy be enough anymore?
We’ll see. I need to size up my options, on a MUCH larger scale.
But in the mean, it’s like I said, big boys... grow my tits and ass, and make me taller.
If I’d known growing was so much fun, I would have listened to you ages ago! I mean, look at me now, I’m huge!!
Not to mention, it’s quite a confidence boost knowing I can’t be in a room with you without you having a hard on. And I mean, you’re practically coming in your pants listening to me talking about it.
Come on, sexy, let’s go grow me another few inches. I should be ashamed, but I’m already soaked just thinking about it, and that in itself is just turning me on more... Hurry up, or I’m gonna carry you by your schlong.
Wow, she hasn’t even noticed. I hope I’ll be able to get her undressed, before she realises how big the serum has made her ass... and while I’ll still actually be able to remove them. Woah, have to make sure I climb a few steps after her, so my erection doesn’t bump that thickening ass. Your birthday’s come early this year, babe. MAN! That booty is huge. Oh shit! Are her leggings starting to tear?
Wow, a long morning swim feels great after a sleeping on the beach for the night!
Huh? Is this some kid’s little toy boat. It looks really realistic, wow.
What the- I think this kid must have left his action figures all over the beach, because there’s loads of them arou-- Am I in some kind of theme park or miniature golf course? EVERYTHING is so tiny!
Ok, I know I came to camp here late at night, but surely I would have remembered... Wait, is that my car over there? How the heck did someone manage to make-- Hey, is it getting smaller?
Oh, wait a minute... Oh, my...
“We all need to expand with the times, and grow. We can’t change the world unless we change ourselves.”
I was always strong for a girl, and the boys I liked knew it, but I never noticed my true power until I started dating a bodybuilder.
Every time we would fuck, it would feel amazing, having his huge, muscular body against me and his massive,veiny cock buried deep in my cunt. I lived for every night those first few weeks.
And then I began to notice it, him getting smaller, shorter, weaker, even as I began to get stronger and stronger. I didn’t say anything at first, I was still head over heels and told myself I was crazy, but I kept getting bigger and bigger, and before I knew it I was ripping out of shirts that were too short and bending to get through doorways. He wasn’t saying anything, but I could see it in his eyes... the fear. And I got off on it.
I couldn’t admit it to myself at first, it seemed... wrong somehow. But that’s what we’ve been made to think all our lives. And then I started realising that with this kind of power the rules applied to me less and less, until one day they wouldn’t at all. It was gradual, a favour I’d ask him here and there, the occasional playful demand or refusal that the little man would take too seriously. He couldn’t escape me though, and I saw the hate, the jealousy growing in his eyes, even as he knew he and his cock were my slave. For some reason that never seemed to dwindle at all. In fact, as he shrunk it only seemed to satisfy me more, feeling his little nubbin thrusting inside me, flexing my kegals to consume more of him. Towards the end I could feel it in those moments, as I rode his fragile body, thrusting down to take more of him, and he would ebb, there and then, until one night, the sweetest of our carnal workouts ever, he just... disappeared into me. I felt him slip, bit by bit, as my muscles bulged and I expanded, growing inch by inch towards the ceiling, my guns swelling to accommodate my enormous power.
I consumed him, and in that moment I realised that they would never apply to me again, those rules. I can’t believe I had stuck to the last of them for so long... one man. Perhaps those rules do actually apply to women, I wouldn’t know. At twelve feet tall, with arms that could crush a small car, and a rack and ass to hypnotise hundreds, I had become a goddess.
Mine was still a small temple then, but it was a simple matter of gaining followers (though I have a habit of losing them). And that’s why I am going to appear on all the screens tonight. I have made do with a few men, a few dozen, and even a few villages now in the backwater my boyfriend dragged me too... let’s try a few worlds now, shall we?
If I keep quiet, maybe he won’t notice. Maybe this guy, who said he loved my little, boyish figure, won’t notice the fucking bombshell I’m becoming. I have to remain silent, and not moan too loudly. God, it feels so good.
Oh, I’m growing so fast! My legs are getting so much longer, and I can feel my ass beginning to brush his thighs. Fuck, even his cock doesn’t feel so big anymore! Ohhh, and that’s nothing to say of my tits! Damn, I can hardly stop myself, this feels so good! So huge, I’ll never be small again!
If I can just let him make me a little bigger, he won’t be able to stop me from stealing the rest of his formula. Then I’ll be as loud as I want to, and he’ll be quiet beneath me, silenced by the goddess on top of him, crushing his puny body into submission.
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Something had changed her in the warehouse. Among the hundreds of figurines, tools, statues, carved objects, and other mysterious objects stored there to be forgotten, there had been a culprit. Some piece of strange magic,leftover from days gone by, had given her its last spark. The vestige of a goddess.
As she drove away from the lockdown and crossed the miles of countryside, completely wild save for the watchtowers and overhead drones, a bud of warmth had nestled deep within her. She brushed the locks of hair that began to lengthen, distracted by the bumps in the road ahead. No one knew who had made it, and the government had only chosen to put the warehouse out here because, apart from its isolation, there were certain things in there that were dangerous or could not be moved. Some were even here before they found this place. Some appeared after. This was the first time she had been given clearance to visit.
She was uncomfortable, but it was not from the heat baking down from the summer sun that day. In fact, she wasn’t sweating a drop. However, the driver’s seat had begun to feel very confining. Her knees gently crept towards the underside of the wheel as she began to grow taller, and their angle shifted as her ass began to plump beneath her. She adjust herself, and moved her hips as they gained several inches in circumference. Soon, she was forced to duck slightly so she could see properly. The miles rolled on, and her head gently brushed the ceiling of the car. It was difficult to steer properly like this, and every bump jostled her. Her hair was pushed slowly to the sides as her shirt tightened. Her petite breasts began to swell up to a shapely elegance, sending bolts of pleasure as the seams of her top slowly tore away.
She had realised what was happening, and as she began to approach the security checkpoint that would lead her out into the world, her muscles tensed, bunching and tightening as her strength multiplied. However, a dazzling smile was enough to make the guard blush and almost drop his machine gun. It didn’t look like it could do that much harm to her anyway. She smiled, cheekbones sliding higher as her face was sculpted further into a personification of beauty. Her large eyes beheld the mortals around her, analysed every one of their thoughts and movements. Her hair lazily trailed to waist length, and she felt herself being pushed forwards by her swelling ass towards the steering wheel. Her burgeoning breasts met the wheel first, growing heavier and more sensitive as she scrunched further into the seemingly shrinking cabin.
And then she was past the border and out. It was not long before her power exceeded the need for the vehicle. She let it roll away; useless. The goddess reborn stood, past eight feet tall, taut with muscle and dimpled with soft curves, wise as the ages. Whatever that woman had been was a meagre start, and it was gone now. She flexed, and expanded further, her breasts, ass, and hips straining to an even further exaggeration of an hourglass. Indeed, some of the old power was left at least... Tattered cloth fell to the earth, exposing her Junoesque figure. She felt the power trickling through her, in these still semi-mortal veins. She felt the mortal inside, still not fully embracing the ascension. She could feel those two men, still thinking about her, wanting her. She snapped a finger, and she became clothed in a set of the strange garb of this era. Her ass and thighs thickened again. Worship, power... She needed MORE.
Where do these Fetishes (sexual and non) come from?
Theory time, esteemed public!
Someone asked me about how I got into BE & gts (etc.), and composing my long-ass self-centred answer made me wonder - What about the rest of you all?
Why do you think you’re into this stuff?
Remember, there are no wrong answers ;)
A Tiny to his Giant girlfriend.
This one’s for the g/t blogs that I follow. :3
There’s still that ounce of insecurity. That look that you give when you sweep your hair aside and turn back to face me, down here at my measly level. There’s a need for approval, acknowledgement - acceptance. It’s in your eyes, and I wonder if it will ever go away.
You may be growing, and becoming more beautiful and strong as you do so, but I know that the girl inside is still small. I wish you could see you as I do… beyond all expectations of excellence. And the inner you eclipses all that without. I can use so many words to describe your appearance, and I know that you love it when I do compliment you, but I’m really here for your big heart.
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As Diana watched, the flat sheet of toned muscle seemed to vibrate slightly. A curious warmth overtook her, and she flexed reflexively. As she tilted her spine, she sensed a deeper, pleasurable burn surfacing, and her heart began to beat faster. She felt the muscles in her torso begin to strain. What was happening to her?
Perspiration gathered at Diana's temple, and her breathing became shallow and laboured. She couldn't keep it in a steady rhythm, and could not hold herself in place either. The vibrations became stronger, and the fire spread along her torso and into her arms. It was like the feeling of a last rep while lifting weights, that desperate ecstasy fuelled by willpower and adrenaline, buzzing through her... But without stopping. Diana clenched her teeth. It felt so good... "Yesss" she whispered, and with that pent up breath layered muscle began to emerge along her body.
She watched in mixed fascination as abs began to ride along her stomach, defined and brimming with power. They tugged their way outward, searing her skin with virtual orgasm. She balled her fists, arching her back and lifting her new body into the air as her shoulders became more defined, her strengthening arms easily lifting her weightening frame. She rubbed her thighs together, finding new, densely packed muscle burgeoning with red hot sumptuousness, and lifted her back even higher as she approached climax.
The ripping sound as her pecs engorged, augmenting her breasts to over double their previous size would have been enough to tip her over the edge, but the feeling that overtook her tits sent her crashing in a wild haze of fulfilment as she welled with power.
Diana came again and again as her muscles swelled in power and size. Later she could marvel over her slick, towering monument of raw might, but for now she could only thrill in the afterglow of the most potent pleasure she had ever experienced. It made Diana want... More.
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Carla felt the rush of euphoria begin to ebb as her growth completely ceased.
Only 2 pills left.
Carla picked them up in her hand, and thought about the power that lay in these tiny capsules.
A muscle twitched, and she moved our of the way of a 'low' beam. Then Carla twisted, rising on to her toes, feeling taut muscle and the delicious feeling her top stretch tight across her rack.
She raised the pills towards her luscious lips, and whispered.
"Now the question is... tits, muscles, or height?"
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Great way to finish an intense chest workout for the Bulls. We gotta always keep on growing!! More material to come so stay tuned!