orangeorc: dsizebooblover: Yuval65 is FUCKING AMAZING!! You’d lost track of your wife, Angie,
orangeorc: dsizebooblover: Yuval65 is FUCKING AMAZING!! You’d lost track of your wife, Angie, for a few minutes. When she found you again, she was bigger than ever, with another woman in tow. “This is Julie…” said Angie, pulling Julie in close. “And she says she likes us.” “Angie’s just the best!” said Julie, audibly love-struck. “She’s just… so beautiful, and perfect, and-and… and I love her!” The whole time Julie was gushing, she was getting visibly slimmer. Her bust flattened, her hips narrowed, she was getting skinnier and skinnier… And as Julie deflated, your was getting larger. Angie’s breasts grew against Julie, expanding in circumference inch by inch. Angie’s hips widened. Angie’s clothes stretched to contain her steadily ballooning figure. “Angie…” you said, as continued to enlarge herself at Julie’s expense. “What?” said Angie, innocently. “You heard Julie- she sounds like she would do anything for me. Isn’t that right, cutie?” “Can I come home with you guys now?” said Julie, hopefully. Angie put her hands on Julie’s shoulders and turned Julie so they were facing each other. Angie’s already expansive bosom kept swelling, inflating bigger and bigger, towards Julie. Julie shrank, inch by inch, as Angie slowly rose above her, taller and taller. Angie kissed kissed Julie on the head. “Actually… my husband and I are fine. Go away, Julie,” she said, smiling sweetly. “But… but…” said Julie, crest-fallen. “I love you!” “I know. Buh-bye, now…” said Angie, pushing Julie aside. Julie shambled off. Angie bounced towards you, humongous breasts rising and falling. “She was yummy…” said Angie, adjusting her new hugeness in her stretched-out shirt. “And she made me nice and big, see? I’m as tall as you now, even!” You did see, but you still felt bad for Julie. “You took too much from her…” you said, watching the tiny-looking Julie sulk in the corner. “You should have taken a bit from several girls, like we planned.” “That it what I’m doing!” said Angie. “I left more than half of Julie… and now I’m going to get some more from someone else! Yoo-hoo, excuse me?” She tapped another woman, and blonde, on the shoulder. The blonde turned, looked down, and went a bit bug-eyes when she saw Angie’s monster boobs. Angie didn’t say anything else. She just pulled the blonde down and started kissing her. The blonde almost immediately started kissing back, and groping Angie’s hugeness. “Angie… go easy on her…” you said. Angie didn’t go easy. Angie got greedy. In seconds, Angie grew to be as tall as the blonde. Her shirt slid up her back, getting smaller and smaller on her. Angie’s hips widened, and her ass plumped and swelled behind her. Her pant legs tightened and slid up her curvy calves. Angie’s breasts kept bulging in front of her, already ludicrously huge, but they just kept blowing up bigger and bigger, inches at a time in bursts of growth. The blonde, getting shorter and skinnier by the second, was overwhelmed and enveloped by boob. Angie wrapped her arms around the blonde and held up, as her shrinking legs started to dangle underneath… “Angie!” you said, but she didn’t stop or hear you. “ANGIE!” Angie snapped out of it. She didn’t stop smiling, but she did drop the blonde, who looked less than five feet tall and severely malnourished. “Oh, goodness me…” said Angie, trying to peer around the monster shelf of her boobs. “Are you okay down there? I got… a little greedy…” Angie was a full head taller than you, more than six and half feet tall. Her monster curves and hyper-voluptuous body were bursting out of her clothes. “More…” said the blonde, grabbing and kissing Angie’s curvy leg. “Get bigger… I love you so much…. I want you to grow!” “And I want to grow…” said Angie, looking at you slyly. “But my husband doesn’t want me to!” “Fuck him!” “He’s selfish!” “Grow! GROW!” “Honey, I’m so tiny!” whined, even though she was easily three times your size now. “I want to grow so bad!” The blonde and half a dozen other girls were packing in, squeezing and caressing Angie’s engorged, plump, towering body. “Oh… fine…” you said, sighing as you took a seat. “Oh, thank god!” said Angie, feeding on all the girls around her. “I’m going to get so big! I’m already…. Uh!” The women around her squealed, as her boobs exploded as Angie grunted. The swelling breasts shredded her shirt and bulged forward, pushing two of the girls to the floor. Both girls immediately started squeezing Angie’s legs. Angie was seven feet tall, and rising. Her huge, bouncing tits were already as big as bean bag chairs with no sign of slowing down. “Bigger… bigger!” she grunted, rising and expanding. Her fattening ass thickened out behind her, bursting her jeans. Curves upon curves thickened her thighs and legs. She rose up in the middle of the dance floor, a mountain of perky curvaceousness. As her huge, imposing shadow fell across more and more of the floor, more women saw her, felt a kind if ecstasy, and flocked to her. “Come to me, you little beauties!” she cooed. “Mama needs to grow!” She lurched upwards, ten feet tall now. She wrapped her hands around the shrinking woman immediately in front of her, lifted her to her lips, and kissed her. The woman vanished into nothing. Angie made a satisfied sigh as she thickened- then a few bemused noises of surprises as the weight of her breasts started to full her forward. She laughed as tits several times as big as you were pulled her forward, causing her to smoosh at least six or seven people. Her breasts plumped against the floor, still growing, and crushing everyone beneath them almost as fast as those people shrank into nothing. “That feels… so… good!” said Angie, and each word was punctuated by her ass growing further out behind her, knocking over tables and crushing more people. “More! More! I have to get… bigger! I have to- ah… ah… oh god!” said Angie. She was growing so fast even she seemed like she couldn’t control it, rapidly bloating and expanding in jiggling waves of taut flesh that smothered, crushed, enveloped, but mainly just grew. Her back and her head were pushed against the ceiling. Her breasts were filling/crushing the entire dance floor. Her ass had grown all the way to the bar, and her thighs were crushing a few stragglers against the side walls. “Bigger!” she screamed, in ecstasy. “I never… want… to stop…. Getting… bigger!” She was pushing against all sides of the building as slide sideways for the exit. She was already so big the bar could barely contain her, with no sign of her growth slowing down. This was probably what they meant when they warned against over-indulging a “curve-pire,” as Angie was known. You finished your drink in the parking lot, as Angie’s over-inflated body outgrew the bar. Angie sat back with a relieved sigh, her giant bubble-butt crushing the building next door. Her boobs looked nearly as big as she was- they were so big she couldn’t reach her own nipples, and when she tried to squeeze them her cleavage bulged up past her face. “Satisifed?” you asked. “Not quite…” she said, sheepishly. “Fire more minutes?” She bloated so big her boobs were each as big as King Kong, but whatever. “Five more minutes…” you said. “I love you sweetie!” she said. With a grunt, she raised onto her feet, as swung her monstrosities around to face the nearest skyscraper. She pushed her giant funbags against and then around the building, crushing it as she grew, bigger and bigger, laughing as she absorbed the women inside and rose in size until she was as big as the building itself, as her ass swelled out behind her to knock over a different building across the street. Without slowing down, she bent forward, smothering a different building with each tit as she grew yet bigger. Before long she was on her stomach, smothering block after block with her land-whale tits, while her giant, mountain of an ass jiggled behind her as she kicked her legs girlishly. Her growth from crushing the city was supplemented by her growth from all the planes intentionally crashing into the huge, jiggling orbs that were her tits, or the huge, jiggling mountains that were her ass. “Five more minutes?” she escaped, as she enveloped the rest of the city. She didn’t bother actually waiting for a response. -- source link