orangeorc: Ashley told Megan and Marilyn they were going to the beach that day. Megan said she had w
orangeorc: Ashley told Megan and Marilyn they were going to the beach that day. Megan said she had work, but called in sick when Ashley told her too. Marilyn was planning on wearing a one piece, but Ashley told her to wear the yellow top. Megan drove, like Ashley said. Megan wanted to stop for snack and sunscreen, but when she asked Ashley for permission, Ashley said no. For the first time, Marilyn noticed how weird it was that Ashley always told both of them what to do, and both of them always did it. Even weirder, Marilyn couldn’t stop looking at Ashley’s breasts. They looked… bigger than Marilyn remembered. Like Ashley had just doubled in size since that morning. Marilyn didn’t want to say anything, but after Ashley picked a spot for them and told them were to sit for a picture, Ashley looked like she’d grown again. “Ashley, I have the weirdest feeling your boobs are like, growing or something!” said Marilyn, giggling slightly, trying to play it off as a joke. The way Megan locked eyes on Ashley’s breasts verified Marilyn wasn’t the only one who’d noticed. “No, that’s real!” said Ashley, sweetly. “I’ve gained, like, three cup sizes so far! This trip is going great!” The camera flashed again, and Ashley stuck out her chest more. She seemed to… bulge suddenly. Like she’d just grown another cup size. “Um… why? Or… how?” asked Megan, looking at Ashley’s latest expansion. “How come your boobs are growing?” “Oh! I have what’s called an ‘alpha gene,’ it means I naturally dominant other women!” said Ashley, looking even bigger. “My body makes this special hormones that makes certain other women- ‘submissives,’ like y’all- do whatever I say!” Megan and Marilyn exchanged troubled glances. Ashley giggled, and grew again… her breasts had plumped well past the D range, and now bulged over the top of her white bikini top. Soft sideboob was bulging and pressing into both Marilyn and Megan now. “We’re not… submissive…” said Megan, unsympathetically. “Oh! You both totally are! You can’t help it!” giggled Ashley, bulging again and sitting up straighter. “You can’t fight it, it’s hormones! And… as an added perk…” She looked down at her breasts, which were now so huge they appeared to be several sizes too big for her bikini top. “…since my dominance derives from hormones… I actually have a tiny growth spurt every time I exercise my power to control you guys!” The whole time she’d been talking, she’d been sitting up straighter, and sticking her chest out. She’d been fully six inches shorter than the other two that morning, but now she was of an equal height… maybe even an inch or two taller. Marilyn rolled her eyes, and stood up to leave. “Okay, Ashley, you’re nuts,” she said, grabbing her towel and sandals. “You’re dominant, you’re just bossy, and we’re not-” “Stop where you are and drop your things!” said Ashley, with an audible smirk To her horror, Marilyn dropped all her things without hesitating and stood in place. Ashley laughed as Marilyn stayed frozen. “I… want to… run!” said Marilyn, still standing there. “Why can’t I run?” “Because I didn’t say you can! See? I… am dominant!” She let out another wicked little chortle, and Marilyn heard her bikini fabric stretching to contain her growth. “Now…. turn around and come stand at attention in front of me!” ordered Ashley. Marilyn turned, despite herself, and saw Megan and Ashley had both risen to their feet. Ashley, who’d been a 5′2″ shrimp that morning, looked a foot taller now, and towered over Megan, who seemed to be trembling in fear. Ashley’s hips were wider… her body full and curvy. Her breasts had bloated bigger than any porn star tits Marilyn had ever seen- G-cups or something absurd- and were bulging over the tops, the bottom, the sides of her bikini. The remarkably elastic fabric was pulled taut, and her nipples were plainly visible through the material. Worse, with every step Marilyn took towards Ashley, Ashely visibly grew another fraction of an inch. By the time Marilyn was close enough to stand at attention, Ashley was enormous. She now towered over both the other girls at six and half feet. Huge, volleyball sized tits rose and fell with her breathing, inches from Marilyn’s face. “Why are you… making me stand like this?” asked Marilyn. “Just to prove I can make you do anything I want! The more I dominate you, the more I grow! The bigger I grow, the more power I have to dominate you! It’s a cycle of power that makes me more and more- ooh!” Ashley had a sudden growth spurt. She rose three inches taller, just like that, and her breasts bulged several inches bigger. Her bikini top finally snapped. Her breasts grew right into Marilyn’s face, pushing Marilyn backwards into the sand. Ashley’s breasts bounced up and down as she laughed, looking bigger and bigger. “God, you poor submissives… you have no idea how good it feels to grow like this… to grow bigger and bigger, feeling your body finally swell to match your own ego… Megan, this jugs are heavy. Support them for me.” Megan stepped in front of Ashley, and tried to heft Ashley’s breasts with her hands. Ashley’s soft flesh practically enveloped Megan’s hands, and Megan grunted with the effort to push them upwards. “They’re… heavy!” Ashley grunted up at the seven-foot-tall Alpha. “Ashley, you’re really big!” “I know. And I’m probably going to get even bigger. Marilyn? Stop gawking from the ground and help Megan support my chest weight.” Marilyn jumped up, trying to process the way she and Megan only came up to Ashley’s breasts now. Ashley’s breast grew heavier and heavier as Marilyn struggled with its increasing weight. But then someone blew a whistle, and when Ashley turned to see who it was her giant rack swung with her, knocking both Megan and Marilyn on their ass. “Hey, you! The really tall chick!” said the lifeguard, up in his tower. “This isn’t a nude beach! You wanna stay, you need to cover up!” The lifeguard blew his whistle again, but Ashley smiled at him. She could tell he was scared. Plus… everyone on the beach was looking at her now. She’d grown to nearly eight feet tall. She looked away from the lifeguard, at the beach-goer nearest to her. “Hi there, little man! My name’s Ashley, and I’m an alpha. There’s absolutely nothing you can do to resist me. Would you please kneel down?” The man’s eyes widened in shock as he obeyed the top heavy amazon, and Ashley giggled. She grew another six inches taller. “Mmm! Seeing that little man bow… it felt so good… and it made me bigger! I need to go have words with that little man in the high chair. Could all of you please kneel or bow to me, please? I’d like to grow bigger.” She locked eyes on the lifeguard as dozens of people descended to their knees in submission to her. In a second, she shot upwards to ten feet tall, and continued growing bigger with every step she took towards the lifeguard tower. Panicking, the lifeguard blew his whistle. Ashley started a low, deep chuckle as she rose up and up, lumbering towards him. Soon, she was fifteen feet tall, and eye level with the lifeguard. Then she grew to twenty feet tall, towering over him, with huge weather balloon tits that looked bigger than he was. “Hello, little man,” she said, as her shadow enveloped him and he stopped whistling. “Drop your whistle and take off your clothes, please.” The lifeguard obeyed. Ashley started to expand, and as she did she swung her chest at the tower. The lifeguard was sent flying, and his chair was smashed to bits. Ashley burst into the cruel laughter, growing up and up until she was thirty feet tall! Hundreds of people, the whole beach, were kneeling or bowing to her. “Good god…” she said, staring down at the tiny people. “I knew abusing my power would make me grow… I wanted bigger tits for sure… I wanted to be tall enough to look down my nose at those bitches I came here with… but this… this is incredible!” She rose to forty feet, laughing like a super-villain the whole way up. “I’m a giant! I could pick you all up and crush you… and you’d have to, because you’re like my slaves now!” She was almost fifty feet tall. “I almost don’t care about controlling you… I just love being huge! I want to keep growing bigger… I must dominate more people!” More than sixty feet tall. “I’m going downtown… I want to dominate… the whole city! That’s millions of people… I’ll be bigger than god!” With a booming laugh, she took a huge step off the beach, crushing a car for fun. Her obedient followers scurried under and around her, terrified but unable to resist. One hundred feet tall and rising, Ashley gained followers with literally every step. “Follow me! Worship me! Obey me!” ordered Ashley, towards the throngs under her feet, and at the buildings she was already starting to loom over. “Make… me… bigger!” Her followers obeyed. Ashley grew bigger. -- source link