orangeorc: Rita was enjoying her first summer home from college. She was back home, living with her
orangeorc: Rita was enjoying her first summer home from college. She was back home, living with her mother, but things were… different now. Rita was more mature. More grown up. It helped that Rita was literally a foot taller now than she’d been when she’d first left for college. Currently, Rita was trying on some of her mother’s old shirts. Before college, when Rita was still a 5′1″ little waif, she’d been able to wear her mother’s old clothes to bed as loose, billowy nightgowns. Now, wither her massive 6′2″ tall, nearly-300-lb body, Rita stretched all her mother’s clothes to the limit. Rita particularly liked how she stretched out her mother’s clothes in chest area- it seemed like karma for all the times Rita’s boyfriends had come over and been hypnotized by her mothers huge DDD breasts. Rita turned to one side, and then the other, admiring how her own immense HHH-cup breasts pulled the shirt so tight she’d barely been able to button it. If Rita’s bust was even one inch broader, those poor buttons would probably pop right off… A wicked smile spread across Rita’s face. “I really shouldn’t grow while I’m at home…” she mused. “But it feels like it’s already starting…” Rita felt that weird, twinging feeling she got in her stomach and her clit, right before one of her growth spurts. She hadn’t had a spurt since she’d gotten home. She was definitely due. Rita bit her lip and closed her eyes. It always felt so good… Her mother’s clothes, already snug on her, were getting tighter. She could hear fabric stretching… tiny fibers and stitches, starting to snap and break as her body pulled them tighter and tighter. The shirt was actually more elastic than she expected. It took a moment or two before she heard the first satisfying “plunk” of a button being pulled through it’s opening as her swelling cleavage pulled apart button after button. She felt the legs of her pants riding up her calves as she grew taller and taller. The sandals she was wearing snapped and popped, and she kicked them off with practiced ease. She opened her eyes when it was over, and inspected her new proportions in the mirror. “Wowie… that was a good one!” she purred. She was several inches taller than before… her mom’s shirt had stretched tighten and ridden up her growing middle, and the sweater she used to wear as a nightgown now covered her upper torso like a tiny little half-shirt. Her breasts had been huge before. Now they bulged up out of her shirt, practically up to her neck, and even the slightest movement cause them so jiggle so ponderously she could still hear her shirt stretching as it tried to contain them. Her mom’s loose sweatpants clung to her big ass and legs like skin tight capris. Big as Rita’s tits and ass were, her plump midsection still bulged out between her shirt and pants like the top of a mufin. Best of all, she had set a personal record for vertical growth. She guessed she was 6′5″, maybe even 6′6″. She was taller than most of the men she knew. There wasn’t a scale in here, but given how incredibly tall and plump she was getting, she knew she couldn’t possibly weight less than 300 lbs. Admiring her new curves, she heard her stomach growl with hunger. She looked down at her own bulk admiringly. “Bigger belly, bigger appetite!” she said excitedly. “I have no idea why other girl fantasize about being scrawny… the bigger I am, the happier I feel!” She squeezed through the bathroom door and started lumbering towards the kitchen. Her mother was coming the other way down the hallway. Rita stopped, effectively blocking her mother’s path. Mother looked down at where she expected Rita’s face to be, and did a double-take at Rita’s freshly enlarged breasts. “Oh, hi mommy!” said Rita, in a saccharine voice. Mother’s jaw hung open as she slowly craned her head back to look up and up and until she finally met her towering daughter in the eye. “You’re… you’re…” she stammered, unbelieving. “What is it, mumsy?” asked Rita, still saccharine. She wanted to hear mother say it. “You’re huge!” mother finally spat out. “I saw you an hour ago… you were big then… but you… you’re even bigger! That isn’t… you’re…” “Mommy, what are you trying to say?” said Rita innocently, slowly lumbering towards her mother. She liked how as she got closer and closer, mother had to crane her neck higher and higher. “I thought maybe at college… you’d had some kind of… kind of… delayed… super-spurt! But you’ve grown have a foot taller and it looks like nearly 100 lbs bigger in an afternoon! Sweetie, something is wrong with you! You’re a freak! A monster! A…. a…” Mother took an uneasy step back, and then another. Rita didn’t stop advancing on her. Mother’s back met a wall, and Rita kept on coming. “Rita, stop! What are you- mmph!” Rita giggled as her huge breasts, enveloped her mother’s head and her big breasts and stomach smooshed mother against the wall. Mother wriggled, trying to get free. Rita liked seeing how small her breasts made mother’s head look. Rita liked the way this felt, too… Mother’s small body thrashing against it her huge body. It felt… it felt… Uh-oh. “Mom, you might want to stop struggling like that. This is a little awkward, but… it’s kinda turning me on a bit…” said Rita, biting her lip. “And sometimes, when I get turned on, I start… to get… even… bigger…” Rita gasped with unexpected pleasure as she felt her self grow. Her pants slip down then back, and then along the thighs, as her whole body grew thicker and rounder. She felt her fleshy belly and already ginormous breasts grow against the wall. It felt like the wall was trying to push against her as she grew bigger. Her mother kept fighting, but was literally drowning in Rita’s ballooning breasts. Mother felt like she was getting smaller and smaller, trapped and suffocating, as Rita’s huge body got bigger and bigger. Rita sighed in pleasure as her mother’s shirt, already stretched and threadbare, started to simply rip and shred. Rita was imply too big for it. Rita craned her head back, and looked up at the ceiling as slowly lowered itself towards hers. “Bigger…” sighed Rita, marveling at the intensity of this latest spurt. She had no idea why she kept growing like this… but the more it happened, the more she was hoping it would never, ever stop. The ceiling was tantalizingly closed when Rita’s spurt finally stopped. Rita was disappointed, but suddenly remembered she was crushing her mom. She stepped back from the wall, and mother fell to the ground gasping for air. Rita had trouble seeing over her own gargantuan breasts- they were bigger than medicine balls. “Why, mommy!” said Rita, in the same sweet voice as before. “You look so teeny! Like… like a tiny little child!” Rita’s body shook with a huge, rumbling laugh. Rita’s mother looked up at Rita. “That ceiling… is eight feet high. Your head… almost reaches it.” “Really? Gosh, I must be… I must be more than seven feet tall!” giggled Rita. “Mommy, wow! I’m a big girl now!” Rita’s giant belly rumbled. “And I’m super hungry!” she laughed. “What do you say, mom! How a bout a nice, home-cooked meal for your ‘scrawny disappointment’ of a daughter?” “I’m sorry if you felt belittled by me when you were a teenager,” said Mother, slowly pulling herself off the ground and hobbling towards the kitchen. “I though you knew all the teasing about your height… and your flat chest… and you scrawny physique were meant in good fun. Rita, I’m sorry.” Rita’s stomach growled loudly. “Can’t hear you, mommy! Too hungry!” said Rita, slapping her huge belly. “Now unless you want to get tit-smashed into the wall again, you better hurry the fuck up and feed me!” *** Dutifully, Rita’s mother started prepping all the food in the kitchen and pantry and setting out for Rita to eat. Bowls of noodles, entire chickens, bowls of soup, plates of pasta, loaves of fresh bread, sliced cheese, apples, raw vegetables, cartons of milk, pancakes… anything and everything was converted into food and set out for Rita. Rita sat at one end of the table and ate greedily, without a word of gratitude for her mother. Rita belched loudly and often, eating food for ten, twenty, forty people as easily as a bag of potato chips. Within minutes, she grew so heavy the chair she was sitting on broke under her, causing her to fall on her widening ass with a house-shaking *thud*. Rita just laughed, pulled up two more chairs (one for each ass cheek) and kept on eating. Rita’s breasts grew and grew, taking the lion share of Rita’s caloric intake. At the same time, Rita’s growing belly kept scooting the table away and it got bigger and bigger with each bite Rita took. Rita’s ass was quickly becoming so wide it was pouring over the sides of both chairs Rita was sitting on. For nearly two hours, Rita ate continuously, until Mother warily told her immense daughter they were out of food. “Already?” said Rita, unbelieving. “But I was just getting started! I-” The two chairs Rita was sitting buckled under her immense weight. Chuckling, Rita hefted herself up… and up… and up… Mother stared hopelessly as her giant, leviathan of a daughter rose to her full height… and smashed her head into the roof. “Mommy, I’m getting so big!” laughed Rita. “I can’t even stand up inside!” “Why don’t you stop growing!?” shrieked mother. “Why do you keep getting bigger!?” Rita honestly didn’t have answer. She did know she was starting to get that feeling again… “Uh-oh mommy… I think I’m about to get even bigger!” “Rita, know!” Rita’s body surged. She rose up suddenly, her head smashing through the ceiling. Her laughter got louder and louder as her body got bigger and bigger. Mother ran for it, fleeing the house as it filled with Rita’s expanding body. Rita’s giant head, then car-sized tits burst up out of the ceiling. Mother was in the car, driving away as quickly as the car would accelerate… but a giant shadow fell across the road. “No!” screamed mother, as the car shook, and a huge voice laughed as the car was yanked in the air. “No, no, no, no!” “Look how big I am now, mommy!” said Rita, holding the car in front of her face. “And guess what… I’m still hungry… and mommy is teeny!” Rita shook the car over her huge, gaping mouth. “I’m gonna eat mommy, and then I’m going to get… even… bigger!” she laughed. “And bigger! And bigger! And bigger!” Mother shook free of the car, and fell into Rita’s giant mouth. -- source link