orangeorc: “What did you wish for?” asked Jenny, as her breasts expanded, stretching the
orangeorc: “What did you wish for?” asked Jenny, as her breasts expanded, stretching the top of her dress tighter and tighter. “Don’t worry about,” you said as she slowly grew in height, inching taller and taller over your head. “Seriously, tell me! Was it naughty?” she asked, as her breasts exploded out of her clothes. “It’s nothing, really. It’s just if I tell you, it won’t come true,” you said, as her widening hips snapped her thong and the bridge began to creak under her weight. “Hmmm! Well, I think I know how I can get you to tell me…” she said, getting down on her knees so she could push her exercise ball-sized tits against you, pinning you to the side of the bridge. “Mmmf!” you said, feeling her soft, marshmallowy breasts grow against you, enveloping your body as she grew bigger and bigger. “How about it?” she asked suggesting, as her ass and thighs bulged out behind her, breaking the railing on the far side of the bridge. “You can get it, right here in public, if you tell me what you wished for…” “Mmmf! MMMFFF!” you said. You were actually trying to tell her and reverse your wish at this point, but you literally drowning in the car sized boobs she was using to envelope and smother you, and you couldn’t get out a word. “Fine! Be a little spoilsport! I guess we’re just going home now, then…” she sighed, as the bridge finally broke under her weight. But instead of falling, she just straightened her legs, and stood up taller and taller in the ravine the bridge had crossed. Hikers on either side of the ravine stared up, slack jawed, as the 60 foot giantess grew bigger and bigger while squeezing her boyfriend in her cleavage. “Please… put me… down…” you wheezed, trying to breathe as she squeezed her house-sized tits around you. “Nope!” she said, shooting right past 100 feet in height and continuing to surge in height. “You won’t tell me your wish, so you’re staying right there in boob jail until I find out what it was!” Difficult as breathing was, you finally had a giantess girlfriend with literally the biggest breasts on earth. Was a little extra oxygen really worth giving that up? “I guess… I’ll take… my secret… to the grave…” you said, as your 300-foot girlfriend shook the city with her footsteps… -- source link