assorted-captions:“Look how much bigger I am now! Isn’t this great?” Your seven-
assorted-captions: “Look how much bigger I am now! Isn’t this great?” Your seven-foot-tall girlfriend squeezed her massive breasts together, straining her bikini top to its absolute limit. You stared and felt your mouth go a little dry. This was all happening so fast – just a month ago she’d been 18 inches shorter and would have had trouble filling out a B-cup. That had been before the radical terrorist organization MAAM – Madams Against Authoritarian Maleness – had struck with their powerful retrovirus. “We don’t want to weaken men, as much as we have been accused of misandry. We instead wish to empower women,” their balaclava-clad leader said in a video statement. “Our actions today may seem extreme, but we are certain that with time, we will be vindicated.” Viral packets had been released in hundreds of cities worldwide, far too widely for the authorities to stop it – and once women realized the effects, there was a mad rush to catch the virus. Everywhere, women began growing bigger and bigger, gripped with an explosive second puberty that had them busting out of clothes and exploding out of bras. And it wasn’t merely physical changes. Women reported “feeling smarter” and being “a lot closer to their girl friends” and “sort of low-level horny all the time”. There were rumors that the “support groups” that had sprung up around the world for women were evolving into lesbian orgies, but that was probably just paranoid trolls on the internet. Your girlfriend Steph had been downtown when MAAM had released their first viral bomb, and had been growing now for four weeks straight. “Yeah, great…” It was, you’d readily admit, very arousing to see your girlfriend with such enormous breasts, but some of the rest of it – the height, her newfound interest in making sure you did the dishes and took out the trash, an insistence that you eat her out more often – you were less enthusiastic about. And she was suddenly bringing home a lot more money from work, more than you, even, after talking her way into a more important role with a much bigger salary attached. “And just imagine, they think there’s still another three months to go before women finish growing! Can you picture how much better I’ll be then?” You swallowed loudly as a picture of your girlfriend thirteen feet tall with breasts big enough to crush you with rose to your mind’s eye. “I see someone’s excited…” She brushed her fingers against your painfully-erect dick, then smiled. “I’m all worked up now, sweetie. How about we blow off some steam?” And without waiting for an answer, she grabbed your hand and pulled you toward the bedroom. -- source link