astorabound: It was a classic prank. Leave the door cracked just a bit to balance a bucket on top of
astorabound: It was a classic prank. Leave the door cracked just a bit to balance a bucket on top of it. A bucket with some weird liquid your girlfriend’s witchy friend, Kayla, gave you. The same witchy friend that gave you the idea for the prank in the first place. You figured what’s the harm. It would be easy to clean up, just have her take a shower and help her mop it up when you got home. It’d probably go over easier if you had flowers and chocolate after the prank as a peace offering. So, you CAREFULLY set up the bucket on top of the door that lead to the laundry room before heading out to the store to grab some tulips and her favorite chocolate. Peanut Butter M&M’s (chocolate is a relative term). As you were walking out of the store your phone buzzed with a text from your girlfriend. The trap had been sprung an- What. The. Hell. The first thing you noticed were her tits. Usually a little more than a handful they were clearly more than an ARMFUL now, next you noticed she was completely naked, which lead you to carefully examine her something was…. off… but you couldn’t place your finger on it. Other than her now enormous boobs. She didn’t look entirely pissed off but… she certainly wasn’t smiling either. Just then you realized the photo came with a message attached, “Clever prank babe. I bet I can guess who put you up to it, hmm? You’re in BIG trouble when you get home.”The emphasis on “big” wasn’t lost to you, and it just registered in your brain you had been standing in the doorway to the drugstore you were at gawking at your phone. Shaking yourself you hurried back inside to grab more “chocolate” and flowers, what was the harm?Still in a daze on your way home your brain just couldn’t wrap around what had happened. It made sense now why Kayla was considered “witchy”… because she was most likely an actual witch! Pulling into your driveway you mentally prepped yourself, grabbed the flower and candy and headed inside…. …and came face to… stomach with the reason there was something off about your girlfriend. Not only were her boobs massive, she was massive too. You could just barely make out her smirking face through the valley that was her cleavage. “Oh!” She exclaimed, “You brought me apology gifts.” Tearing into one of the bags of M&Ms, pouring what seemed like half of them into her mouth, then grabbing the flowers to sniff them. Only to toss both the bag and the flowers to the side to pull you to her soft, gargantuan body. Now was a good a time as any to try to apologize, “Gemma, I-” But she cut you off. “Ah ah ah! I did say you’d be in BIG trouble when you got home, didn’t I?” She clearly meant this both figuratively and literally. “But you’re lucky that this shit makes me so. fucking. HORNY.” And with each grunted word she grew just a few more inches, quickly closing the distance between her head and the 11-foot ceilings. Not only did she grow taller, though, it was easy to discern just why her boobs were so much bigger now, disproportionately speaking. With each jump in height the entirety of her grew out of proportion alongside her. Tits heaved bigger and bigger, thighs plumped up, ass ballooned fatter and fatter. She bent over just slightly so her boobs swayed tantalizingly above you and you saw a fiery lust in her eyes. Suddenly she slung you over her shoulder and ducked through the doorway (with much difficulty) into hallway leading to your bedroom. Strolling through the hall she grunted her way into the bedroom and tossed you onto the bed. Audibly moaning as she expanded yet again, causing her to kneel she said as she began tearing off your clothes, “First, we’re going to fuck. Then, we’re going to fuck again. Next, you’re going to call Kayla and tell her to get her ass over here, with enough shrinking solution for both of us.” You began to speak but she shushed you with a large finger to your mouth, beginning to straddle almost the entire bed as she positioned herself, “I don’t want to hear it mister. I’m going to shrink back to almost normal, and you’re going to shrink small enough to be my personal little sex toy. I may as well shrink Kayla while I’m at it, teach her a lesson too. Then, the two of you will spend the rest of the day in my underwear or my bra pleasing me, got it? Good.”“But for now,” she began, “just try to enjoy the ride.” She winked as she lowered herself onto you, granting you the most amazing cowgirl experience of your life. -- source link