Raw Cuts
by Superchick666
At an old High School, Closing for the Night in Pennsylvania, a Dark haired pale women glides through the hallway. Her black hair shines as she comes down the hallway to a classroom were a young Japanese girl is futzing with lab. “You need to add the zinc dear.” The Japanese girl looked up puzzled. “What?” The pale women smiled as she walked in short she was around the Japanese girls height. “You’re messing with growth hormones.” The girl looked worried then sighed, “I want to be like Kimora, you know the model.” The women in black smiled, “Oh but dear, why settle for just being a model. You could be so much more.” The Asian girl looked puzzled, “Like what?” She asked. “Oh,” the pale women smiled, “You could be a ruler!”
Leprechauns
There are two types of teenage boys. Those that get laid and those that wait until later, for the purposes of this story, everyone is 18 and older. The ones that have to wait are the most dangerous creatures alive. The lengths that they eventually go to are…stunning. Some of them choose to save themselves, for morality or something silly like that, and this is admirable.
Chuck Bartlet was not this type, he was the other group, you know the kind. He was nerdy, with glasses and asthma. He wasn’t big, that was part of the problem. He was small. Not short, standing 6’2”, he was just thin. He weighed 135, and seemed incapable of basic body building. His biggest problem is simply this, he lacked that something that people want.
Chuck had many eccentricities, his nerdy little room was typical of his gender and personality. He had pictures of sultry women who he could never have had. As he typed on the computer about what he would give to get a woman, something different happened. By different we mean simply this, nerdy Chuck actually heard back a response to his request.
Chuck was overly animated as he said he would give a girl anything, his hands wringing after all the typing of promises he had made to the person on the other side of the internet. Unbeknownst to Chuck, a young blonde women was at the same time scanning the same site and saw the message.
Sitting up, Caiera began to type back. She was tall, standing at 12 inches in height. Smiling she read the address on the computer. Picking up her things she disappeared in a green cloud, heading toward her future mate.
Chapter Two
Chuck was laying back in his Tarzan sheets, getting ready to spank his monkey, sigh again. At this moment, unfortunately, Caiera popped in, a loud crack and green smoke. Chuck let out a cry, throwing his pillow over his exposed penis. “C’mon, enough already.” Caiera just laughed at his discomfort. “My God,” she laughed, “You are a skittish one, eh?” She noticed him staring at her. “Oh, hi there,” he said. “You must be the delusions I get for jerking off to much.” Delusions she thought, what type of moron is he, what am I in for? “I guess Mom was right.” He sighed. He tilted his head, “Although you are a cute delusion.” Caiera growled, an otherwise intimidating sound was humorous from someone her size. “I’m not a figment you dumbass.” She was stamping her little feet, “I’m a damn leprechaun.”
Chuck nodded as if he understood everything that was pouring out of the little woman’s mouth. “So I have to marry someone by next week or I loose my magic.” Chuck just was about to go submit to the inevitably lobotomy when he felt a tugging at his crotch, which was at her level. “fine, I’ll prove it to you.”
Later
Chuck was laying in heaven. He looked at his tiny blonde wife, laying on the pillow beside him, smoking a green pipe, with green smoke coming out. She looked over at him, her small body indenting the pillow. “You want some?” she asked as he shook his head. “My Mom would kill me.” She just rolled her eyes. This was going to be a rough marriage. Fortunately humans didn’t live that long.
Chapter 3
Caeira admitted she was in love. It was six months since that night, and she had felt he had grown on her. Oh he had needed a lot of work. But she had helped make him livable. She was in LOVE! She noticed her mother glaring. Human’s are trouble she would say. Her sisters mocked her about how lumbering he was, but none of it mattered, he belonged to her!
Caeira popped into his room, her outfit turquoise.
She turned around to hear a grunting sound, NO! There Chuck was with a, a, a little mole of a woman. Barely 4’11”, she was not nearly close to Caeira.
Chuck stood up as Meg left. The little dark haired Goth walked out. He began to get ready when he saw Caeira, “What, how long have you been there?” he asked
She was furious, how dare he what was going on. As the words streamed out, hot tears fell too.
Chuck just explained, she was like a foot tall. It was nice while it lasted, but there was just not enough to sustain a relationship.
Caeira snarled, fine. Then a thought hit her a devious one, “One for the road?”
Chapter four
Chuck lay restfully. Their quickie having fulfilled his needs, he had allowed her to nestle with him. Her tiny body with her perfect little curves made him regret his decision. Still it was for the best, she was a foot tall for God’s sake!
As Chuck yawned stretching in his unusually warm bed, he felt a deep rumble. Opening his eyelids, he screamed as he saw what was an enormous erect udder, roughly knee height. Seeing how his motions were causing its growth to speed up, he looked down, his feet were sinking into the giving soft skin of a pair of creamy white breasts. He sat up, grabbing the enormous nipple for support he saw an enormous torso stretch down before him. “OH MY GOD!” Came a voice that sounded like it was from a concert system, “YOU’RE SO SMALL.” He knew that voice very well it was Caiera. Gasping for air as he pulled on the nipple, causing the land mass to shift again throwing him down onto the giving flesh. Chuck slid into the crevice between two of the largest breast he had ever seen. Staring down at him was the giant face of Caiera. She smiled.
“WELL TINY,” she moved her hand down, plucking him from her cleavage, “YOU DO APPEAR TO BE IN PORPORTION, SO YOU CAN STILL FULLFILL YOU’RE DUTIES.” She smiled, a disconcerting sight.
“What DID YOU DO TO ME!” he screamed, only to be cut off by her hand tightening.
“BAD HUSBAND,” she said, “I’LL PUNISH YOU LATER.” She rolled up and set him down on the sheets. He gasped in surprise. She sensed his arousal and put her fists on her hips.
“YOU DARED CHEAT ON ME? HMMM.” Rather then wait for his answer she sighed as she began to sit, causing a tidal wave that flung him into the air. “I’VE NO CHOICE, TO KEEP MY MAGIC, I MUST BECOME A MATRIARCH. THAT MEANS LITTLE LEPRACHUANS LIKE YOU WILL BECOME. AFTER YOU SURENDER TO MY WILL.” She leaned down, threateningly, her mouth scowling at him.
Chuck was overwhelmed. He didn’t want to be her subject. On the other foot…she could crush him like a…well a little leprechaun. Nodding his head in assent, he didn’t see the tears falling down Caiera’s cheeks. “THAT’S A GOOD LITTLE HAREM MAN.” She then laid down, “WHILE WE WAIT ON YOUR LITTLE EX, WHY DON’T YOU COME AND BE A GOOD LITTLE LEPRACHAUN.”
The End(For now)
As she finished, she looked at the young Asian girl, smiling. “Yeahhhh.” She said, “But I’m doing this because I want one guy.” She blushed. Demona, the pale dark woman smirked. “So, why shouldn’t you get him, and then be the dominant one in the relationship.” Showing glistening teeth, she related another tale.
That old Chestnut, something about wanting what you cannot have
Lucas Ridly was what you would call a second stringer. He was 5’10” , with relatively wide shoulders and a firm build. He had brown hair, and a perpetual grin on his face. Lucas was at this very moment staring out at the love of his life, Morana. Morana, like most girls her age, who are all 18, was standing outside of her locker with a click. She giggled, flicked her hair then did that move where she bobbled her head to over send her assent to her girlfriend’s comments.
Lucas, who would have done anything to get Morana’s attentions, had written her note after note. His attentions were plain for him. He slipped the note into her locker and would walk away. Morana was done with her friends, he body moving toward him. Lucas was ecstatic; he was going to get an excuse to talk to her!
Morana stopped short as Lucas stood in front of her. Her arms shifted. She had on her black Metallica shirt and some shorts. She was short, around 5’1” tall, and her hazel hair was even with his throat. Looking down Lucas began to speak only for her to stop him.
“Lucas, you sent me this, right?” Morana held up the letter. Lucas nodded. “Fine, You’ll do ANYTHING?” Lucas nodded again. Morana smiled. “Alright, meet me in the dungeon tonight.
Chapter two
Lucas walked into the dark school. It was midnight, and he knew even now how much this would change his life. As he walked in, Morana stood in the darkly light room, the green screens glinting off of her pale body.
“Hello, darling.” Morana said. Lucas scanned her. She had on a dark black skirt with a grey grim reaper shirt stretching over her proud B’s. As Lucas bent down to kiss her, she backed away. “Not yet,” she smiled, “You said you’d give me anything, I want something special from you.”
Lucas was going wild, he opened his arms out wide, “anything my angel of darkness.” Morana giggled at this, he had some potential. “I want your height, your ability to make muscle, I want…”she came forward, selling the wiggle for all it was, “Your size.”
Lucas stepped back stunned, he knew he should walk away. He was going to leave; Morana wasn’t worth any of that. But her body, my God those breasts, he signed that document faster then Faust sold his soul.
Morana smiled, her black painted lips starkly contrasted with pale skin and blush to make her luck positively demonic at that moment.
Chapter 3
Morana pushed Lucas down. No words were spoken as they began to ride each other. Lucas was grabbing her hair. There was an unspoken aura of hate that surround him as he roughly pushed her down. He hated his decision.
Morana smiled, her thoughts much more complex. Every slap, scratch, and push would be revenged a million times. As she squeezed him, orgasms in them, she felt it. Her delicate hands felt more substantial. His hands began having trouble managing her expanding bust.
He groaned as she came down hard on him. “Hmmm, seems I’m to heavy to hold in the air baby.” She giggled at his look.
He was already miserable; her being heavy to him already was scary. She stood up, her pale body lengthening as she now looked him in the lips. Smiling she circled his arms around her as she got on her toes for a kiss. Lucas felt his neck straighten, as he now had to just lean in to kiss her. Her wide hips were pushing his arms further apart. Finally, she had to bend down. Opening his eyes, Lucas tried to back away, only to have her force him to stay kissing her. Instead he felt himself continue down. Her breasts beginning to feel heavy on his chest. Her hips were too wide for him to put his arms around them. Finally she stopped and stood up.
Lucas stared at her, from head to toe, and felt like he was going to be sick.
Chapter 4
Lucas didn’t know what was crappier. That he was 5’1”, or that everyone only remembered him being this way. When he had gotten home last month, his parents had thought he was just the same size as ever. His muscles gone, and as he discovered he built muscle like a woman, oh that was a disorder. Everybody also remembered Morana as an Amazon. Her large body squeezed into dark clothing, her lip rings, all gone. Replaced were the schools star baller. Standing at 5’10” she was tall for a woman, and she was built like a brick shit house. He felt himself get bumped into a locker by Stacy Sternam, scowling at him. She was still only 5’5”. But for little Lucas, that only was pretty big. Her scowl disappeared as a bigger fish in the form of his girlfriend appeared, Morana. The Amazon sneered at her and said, “I think you ran into my guy, you say…” Stacy was pale and stuttered, “S.ssorry” Morana growled and Stacy scurried away. Morana grinned, “You pathetic little worm, stand up by God.” She walked over.
Lucas was used to this, she stood over him smiling down at his small form as she backed him against his locker. While she did this he remembered how he had confronted him the day after their coupling. Why am I so small still? He had asked. Simple Shorty. She had said, I made you this way it’s very binding. He had seen the way she looked at him hungry. She had informed him that she intended to honor their arrangement. He was her, tiny, boyfriend.
Wait, something was right, his mouth was supposed to be in her cleavage. He regularly had to nuzzle her for her amusement. His eye line was instead even. He looked up and asked.
“Oh, you observant Shorty you,” Morana smiled, “I’m going through a late growth spurt. Apparently you had one saved up.”
Lucas groaned, she was going to get EVEN BIGGER!
Deeply relishing in his pain, Morana admitted to herself as she flexed her bicep, causing a large round muscle that she made him kiss she liked him a lot. She had intended to drive him away, thus fulfilling her part of their deal. But he was so cute. His small size let her control him. She had made him wear purple all week.
Morana smiled as she told him she expected him at home tonight for their ritual
Chapter 5
Morana was drinking a protein shake, with a hamburger in her other hand. She looked at little Lucas as he stepped up, “I’ve set up your tap measure.” Morana grinned. “Good boyfriend. Now, shrimp, measure me.” She languidly posed with her arms up, her underwear straining. Her growth had made everything so small, though none as wonderfully short as her itty bitty Lucas.
He approached, her nipple in line with his eye. She grinned as a wicked thought occurred, “Look out, shrimpy, my nipple’s so close to your eye.”
Lucas sighed, he loved her body, it was amazing. Her dominant personality was just fine, except she was always calling him these names.
She grinned as he pulled up against her, he looked up into her green eyes, “you’re 6’1, even.” He said this like a death sentence. She pulled him into her, his head smothered against her now D cups. She sighed at his squirms. “A full feet, hmmm, Morana is just sooo big isn’t she baby, hmmm.” Her sighs vibrated her chest adding to the pleasure he experienced. Sometimes being taken by her wasn’t so bad.
Chapter 6
Phil sat down in the bleachers, a scout, he had come to watch this ‘phenom’ play. Here she was, and boy what did they feed her! She was listed at 6’3” but that couldn’t be all. As she walked out, the next biggest player was staring at her full lips and she was on the other team! Miss Moore was tall, but that wasn’t all. She had big hands, as he watched her catch a pass and palm the ball. Her shoulders were so broad; the three girls that guarded her could be folded into them. She laughed wickedly tossing the ball at the point guard, her upper arms evidencing massive muscle development. She then spun, her impossibly lengthy inseam carrying her to the center; she stopped hopped and slammed the ball down. Landing, she ran over to the 5’4” point guard, who was sternum high and gave her a butt slap that covered her entire behind!
Phil got up after the game, My God, he thought. He knew he had to recruit her, fuck college. She was pro material now. As he walked over, he saw her wrapping a large ripped arm around a small man. This little fellow was cowed by all the tall ladies around him and clung to Moore.
He walked up, surprised that he was looking her eye to eye. “How are ya, name’s Phil and I want to discuss some stuff with ya.”
He found out the little fellow was named Lucas, and he was her boyfriend. He smiled; Lucas would be gone soon as Morana entered a larger world. She was excited, had even commented on how she was still getting bigger….
Chapter 7
Clip from ESPN Magazine
Morana Moore is THE name in women’s sports. Standing at 6’6, she towers over just about anyone. This isn’t all though, the giant of a woman also has an amazing ability to put on muscle. She has talked about shattering the football sex barrier. As I stand there I watch her walk in. She engulfs my hand with her big hands. Behind her round rear is her small fiancé, Lucas. Lucas is a small man 5’1” tall. Mockingly showing off she flexes then orders him to do the same, his tiny flat arms are unseeable. Finally flicking her hair back we began our interview.
Stella: well you are one big woman.
Morana: Oh yessss, I love it.
Stella: I can see, Lucas gets off on it though?
Morana: (laughing) He’d better (growls playfully at him, causing him to hug himself to her.)
Stella: I understand you shattered the records.
Morana: Yeah, it wasn’t hard.
Stella: So anything happening, that’s a game changer
Morana: Oh, the doctors think I’m in for some more spurts, that’s right, I’m going to be even bigger.
Morana smiles at this as Lucas faints and we had to end the segment early.
End
Demona slinked down the hallway filled with lockers her black floor length dress clinging to her curvy hips. The little Japanese girl, Delilah, was walking beside her, their walk unwatched but by a single raven. “I don’t know,” said Delilah, “It sounds like growth could be dangerous.” Demona nodded, “More then you know, your increased size can change your entire personality.”
Man Eater
Bella Long was a normal teenage woman, with all the recurrent insecurities. Her ass never was quite right. Her breasts, modest A’s, were too petite. She was around 5’5 with hazel hair and brown skin. As she moved through the halls of lockers, she looked around at the women in hallway. It was always like this, she harrumphed, they all looked at Megan or Brittney.
Sighing, she picked her way over to Roy Harper. Roy was her lame, 5’7 boyfriend she hooked up with rather then be alone. Sighing, she went over to him. “Hey baby,” he said. GAH! Baby what a moron. Still, she knew that he was all she could get. “Not much,” she said, “I just have to stay up late and work with Jessica.” Jessica Lange was the schools top science dweeb. How she had wound up with Bella, Bella didn’t know. Still it meant good grades, which were always a great thing.
That evening
Bella walked up behind little Jessica, who didn’t notice her presence as she turned around with the blood of a previously unknown animal irradiated to better show certain DNA markers. Bella opened her mouth as Jessica hit her, the blood flying onto her, and, unknown to Jessica at the time, into Bella’s mouth. Shrieking at each other, the two girls argued at each other. Then Jessica gave Bella her phone number to call her just in case.
That night Bella had nightmares; she was small and running down a hallway. Awakening in bed, she had found herself in a sweat.
Chapter 2
Bella tugged at her shorts, they kept sagging. Roy made some dumbass remark about how he must finally be getting taller. She sighed he was such a moron. As she tugged at her shorts again, she must be loosing wait.
As Bella walked into the lab, she saw Jessica and gasped as they were looking eye to eye.
.
“My Gawd, your stupid formula shrunk me.” Bella said this as she shook in anger. Jessica backed away as Bella moved forward, “You have to help me!”
Jessica bit her lip, “I ggguess I can work on the formula.”
Bella sat in the lab; Jessica was out grabbing her food. She was shrinking faster, down to 4’10”. She turned as she heard someone enter. It was the dumbass.
Roy came to her. “Hey babe, I thought you were working late so I wanted to see how you were doing.”
Bella rolled her eyes. She obligingly got up to kiss him. He didn’t even comment on how she had gone from 5’5” to 4’10”. As they pecked, Bella felt something… odd.
Out of her fingertips she felt little, claws come out. It felt good as she pricked him with them. He yelled, but it was already too late as she stabbed him again. She felt her body bloat outward a little more. She lunged at him, raking him shooting up majorly, her shorts tight again as she now stood at 5’5” again, while Roy, who was now only 5’ tall.
She smirked at him, licking some of his blood off of her fingers, felling that wonderful blood bloating occur. Her panties were a little snug. Now serious as she saw him at the door, she was a blur behind.
Roy made it down the hall as he felt his pants trip him up. He fell down on the ground. He got back up, making his ascent up the stairs; he heard a scrapping like nails on chalkboard. She was running those finger fangs along the lockers, causing sparks behind him. “Looks like you lost something ‘baby’,” she chuckled as she held up his pants. She was swaying over to him, her hands moving on her hips as she gyrated above him. “Baby, don’t be scared, I’ve never felt more turned on.” She lay on top of him, her greater weight hurting him. As he grunted she smiled, her canines showing. Where her incisors bigger?
“I want more, c’mon, baby.” She ran her single finger fang over his chest. “I want to hear more, tell me it hurts.” Seeing his look, she hissed. Fine, she’d make him scream. She popped both of her hands and raked his chest, causing rivulets of blood that her fingers quickly sucked up.
Roy screamed, the pain like being caught between to forces. He felt like she was crushing him as her body pushed down on him more. Her legs, longer to start with, now had his feet at her mid thigh. His little head was only at her breasts. As he looked up in horror at this creature, he saw Bella grinning, blood dripping from her enormous face, her eyes red.
Roy, now only a foot and three fourth tall, died.
Bella standing up, composing herself, shrugged, “At least it wasn’t anybody special.”
Chapter 3
Jessica came in to see Bella standing there, pink shirt soaked in blood. Jessica gasped, backing away as she saw the tiny corpse. “Whhaht happened?” She stuttered as Bella began walking to the window, the moonlight starkly showing the stains. “I don’t know, I mean one second I was kissing him the next.” She began to cry. Jessica overcame her horror as she went to Bella, putting a hand on her shoulder. Bella turned around, her iris’s red. She fell onto Jess, who was overwhelmed at how big Bella was. “There, there, it’s going to be alright.” Jess soothed.
Jess determined they needed to measure Bella, for scientific reasons. She began by measuring her tits. As she did this she noticed Bella moan, “Sorry,” Bella said, “There just so…” Jess supplied, “Aroused?” Bella nodded. Bella was a firm C, something, which made her smile. She then noticed that little Jess was nipple high to her. Her top, skin tight, began to show little indentions. “hmmm, so Jessica, how big, am I?” Jess said she was about 6 ft., which showed that the height and mass was not all added to her.
“Where did it go,” she wondered, and then she noticed how fast Bella ran to the window when she heard a noise outside. She was super fast. That was it! Jessica was scared. Bella was so big and fast from just one feeding. What if she had taken more. “Quick,” Bella said, “It’s the cops.” She blurred over to little Jessica. “Make your choice, I have to go and I’ll need your help!” Jessica nodded and they were gone.
As Bella stood over the plot of dirt, she looked at Jessica. Jessica was looking at her strangely.
Jessica was thinking about Bella, her brown skin in the moonlight, so big. She was everything Jessica had wanted; she had arranged Bella as a lab partner. She walked over, and began to make her moves. As Bella bent her head down, Jessica’s small lips covered her larger one with kisses. She was a foot taller then her and her actions showed she was the dominant partner. Laying Jessica on the ground, Bella fought the urge to claw her. “Hmmm, You look so good, little one.” She bent down, pulling down Jess’s panties. “I bet you taste good too.”
Chapter 4
The school was in morning Roy was dead. Most of them had thought he was an annoying ass, but in death he achieved the adulation he had never found in life. It 3 months since Jessica and Bella started going out together. They would meet in all sorts of places. Bella had achieved a popularity that was stunning. She was a 6 feet tall, with a perfect physique and large boobs. In addition she had violet contacts that made her seem exotic. Her smile was funny too, she had what looked like fangs, earning her bad nicknames from jealous females.
Things had been going great until yesterday Bella felt her bra loosen. She was going to have to eat, and soon. She looked over at Brittney. She, Brittney, Megan all were running for the Prom queen. She could have her way and eat it too. She giggled, then apologized embarrassedly.
Jessica was walking toward their make out spot, she saw Bella and Britney coming into the closet making love eyes. Jess snuck over, peeking outraged at Bella’s actions. She saw them making out, then she gasped as Bella’s Fangs popped out, and she stabbed Brittney in the neck. Noticing Jess, she had the gall to wave.
“C’mon in, Beautiful, I want you to see this.” She then began to taunt Brittney. “well, How does it feel to shrink, to become smaller and smaller.” Brittney began to whine and Bella just sliced over her mouth. “hmmm, I know I like being bigger.” She stretched up another inch, her bust pushing over her white top. She giggled as her button on her shorts shot off. “Oooh, I guess I need to watch all those fattening foods, I promise Jess, after this one I’ll diet.” She tittered at her joke. Jess was amazed, Bella was now towering over Brittney who was only up to Jess’s shoulders and Bella’s waist. Bella’s body finally stopped expanding. Her head near the door frame. “Damn, she died. Bitch.” She snickered and threw her down on the ground. Jessica was shaking in terror.
Backing away, Jessica began to stumble, causing her to go backward. Bella noticing in a moment was behind her, catching her. “Careful,” she bent down, her massive breasts hanging freely from her ripped shirt, “I wouldn’t want my girlfriend hurt.” Jessica stared up at Bella’s large breasts, both pressing tightly against the shredded shirt. Smiling she pulled the shirt apart. Her naked form now revealed, Jessica gasped. A six-pack stomach led up to big breasts that proudly sat on big pectorals. Her shoulders, broad, lay at rest with little muscles. Her long arms had indentions of biceps as they lay. As she stood up straighter for inspection, she held out her palm, Jessica doing the same. Her hand eclipsed small Jess’s. Jess gaped, looking at her girlfriend’s proportions.
Bella was thoroughly turned on; she bent down and began to run her lips over Jess’s neck. Her huge lips covering a quarter of the smaller woman’s throat, Jessica felt this and could feel herself becoming moist. Her fear also increased with her arousal as she felt Bella’s fangs as well. Bella faked biting down, causing Jessica to jump a foot in the air. As she smiled down at her, she felt that smile falter at Jessica’s expression. “I was only kidding little one.” She began kneading her nipples, “I’m just so aroused, and I lost control,” she leaned in, “I would never hurt you!” Jessica was not reassured.
Chapter 5
Jess wondered down the hall toward the dance, feeling a sense of listlessness. She knew Bella had to be killed. Five people were dead. They had all gone to maintaining the creature that was now Bella. Her girlfriend stood 7’2”, and any time she began shrinking, she would feed. Her proportions increased more each time. Her body was an hourglass. Her large G cups held by the largest bra imagined. Her body was the best, and tonight she was getting crowned.
Jessica walked into gym, the lights twinkling as crappy music played. Bella had two people grinding on her. A boy and a girl, who Jessica didn’t know. Bella’s bigger frame aside, her body was transforming in other ways. Whenever her mouth opened, her fangs slide out. Her contacts, designed to mask her red hued irises, resulted in an even eerier purple. Her hair was darkening, becoming raven colored. Her skin, once brown was pure white. People thought was just going through an emo stage, something she encouraged.
Bella smiled, her fang showing to a degree. Jessica steeled herself as Bella brushed off the two little minions she had attained, and ran over. She lifted up little Jess, covering her with kisses. “I’m so glad you made it sexy.” She purred, “I got it all tonight.” She sat her down and ground against her.
As she began to slow dance with tiny Jess, they called her name. Bella ran up on stage. “Oh, GAWD, I just knew it.” She waved at Jess, who came over. After the applause, Jess handed her a flask. Smiling Bella sipped it, thinking it was beer. “uggh what is it?” Jess sighed, “the cure.” Bella growled, “WHAT! HOW COULD YOU.” Jess began to back away, “You were going crazy, eating people.” Bella was furious. She began to attack. Picking people up and sucking them dry. Her black dress was covered in blood as it ripped over her pale growing skin. Her body was expanding faster now, her breasts tore free, bouncing as big pale orbs. She was now grabbing a man with one hand, and biting him. A black band surrounded her waste, her vagina in clear view, its musk obvious. Her mouth was red. Jessica was almost out the building when she saw Bella’s enormous, 30 foot form burst through the roof. Stretching one impossible leg over the roof, Bella stepped over little body, she got onto her knees.
“WELL, WHAT SHOULD I DO WITH YOU.” She licked her bloody lips, biting them with anticipation. “I KNOW,” She smiled down at Jessica, “I DIDN’T KNOW I WAS CAPABLE OF THAT MUCH GROWTH.”
As she held Jessica there, she didn’t notice that some of her blood was dripping onto Jessica, who was covered in so much already.
Bella felt herself shrinking Her bare breasts, pale butt, and other attributes returning. Finally she was 5’5 again. Looking for Jessica, she called out.
“Oh, Bellaaaaa,” Jess hissed, “I want you.” Relieved, Bella looked around to see Jess standing there. She gasped. Jessica’s eyes were bloody, her finger fangs were drawn, and she was grinning.
End
Delilah covered her mouth, “That’s horrible.” Demona shrugged, “Maybe if you’re Bella.” She stretched, smiling, “But you want to look like Kimora, so why don’t we see what that looks like?”
She conjured up an image. “Hmm not bad, but you would still be smaller then him.” She shrugged, “I mean, why knowingly weaken yourself?”
By now the little Japanese girl was looking at Demona, “I guess you’re right.” She shored herself up. “I shouldn’t stop there, I should be bigger.” She smiled, and then frowned, “But what if he doesn’t like me.” She sniffled, “I would have to get really muscular to dominant him.” Demona smiled, “Simple really, grow bigger while he shrinking him!” She looked up at Demona, “But how, like, I don’t know magic like in the story.” Demona smiled, “Oh but you do have potions don’t you…” and she began to tell her tale.
Processor Power
Delilah covered her mouth, “That’s horrible.” Demona shrugged, “Maybe if you’re Bella.” She stretched, smiling, “But you want to look like Kimora, so why don’t we see what that looks like?”
She conjured up an image. “Hmm not bad, but you would still be smaller then him.” She shrugged, “I mean, why knowingly weaken yourself?”
By now the little Japanese girl was looking at Demona, “I guess you’re right.” She shored herself up. “I shouldn’t stop there, I should be bigger.” She smiled, and then frowned, “But what if he doesn’t like me.” She sniffled, “I would have to get really muscular to dominant him.” Demona smiled, “Simple really, grow bigger while he shrinking him!” She looked up at Demona, “But how, like, I don’t know magic like in the story.” Demona smiled, “Oh but you do have potions don’t you…” and she began to tell her tale.
Matt was doing what he did every weekend. He was on his boards. He had just taken out his little girlfriend, Becky. Becky was 5’ tall, with black hair. She was small in every meaning of the word. Matt was lamenting her small size on the boards.
I wish my grlfrnd was that big! ☺
He sighed, when suddenly another post came up.
It’s not impossible, here download the program, be warned little one, it is not to be used careless.
Thanking his friend, Matt stood up, and left the room as it loaded. As he walked through the hallway, he saw his little sister Tanya. She sneered as he walked by. What a bitch, he thought.
Returning, he saw it was down. He typed into the box, Becky experiences a growth spurt, wait, he had read enough stories to know that you had to be precise. He typed in she slowly grew to be 6 feet tall, his height.
Chapter 2
Boy had his plan backfired, Becky had dumped him, saying she wanted someone taller. Fine, he knew what he had to do. Sitting down, Matt typed away. All women macrophile fetish. This was a very bad idea, as Matt didn’t know that his sister was watching. Up until this she had just been planning on making her tits bigger. But this presented new opportunities.
That morning
Matt smiled as he got on the school bus, and noticed that Becky was looking at Tiny Tim Reynolds. She was one of three girls giggling flirting with him. Matt was furious, doh. They liked shorter men, which he was not one. Matt ran back inside the house, quickly entering the words and Matt shrank down to 5’5” tall. Feeling his clothes getting bigger he made the adjustments and went back to the street.
Tanya crept into her brother’s room and began typing. Using Facebook, she was going to permanently change the gender roles.
Matt felt himself squeeze by Rebecca and Lacy, Becky’s best friends, who were his height of 5’5”. He looked up at Becky, who was looking at him with subtle interest. She began talking about how she just felt with her growth spurt and all she needed to play the field. As she said this Matt felt as if his feet were being rammed into his torso. He looked around to find himself face to neck with Becky. “I mean, I just feel like, reaching 6’2” was a wake up call.” She smiled. “I want you and only you, no more playing hard to get. Alright.” She was coyly playing with his hair as she leaned into his locker. Behind her, Lacy and Rebecca both looked on, slightly down at Matt from their spot.
Matt nodded, causing Becky to squeal. Becky pulled him to her, her firm breasts just beneath his chin. Mat felt the pain again. Next thing he understood, he was face deep in creamy cleavage big enough to swallow his face. Tittering among themselves, the Matt looked up in awe to see that Becky was now as tall as the locker. Rebecca and Lacy were flanking her, each one about even with Becky’ ears. There large perky boobies nearly in his face. As the bell rang the girl let out an ahh, and Becky informed him he was eating lunch with her. He watched her as she moved away. As he did so he noticed that the women in the hallway were taller then the men by two inches.
Chapter 3
Matt sat with Becky holding her arm around him at lunch. Her posse was eating with her. Their boyfriends were bigger then Matt by about an inch. He moaned as he felt the feeling, his legs receding as the table actual got bigger. He noticed detail things. Becky was growing, her light shirt changing into a football uniform. So was Rebecca and Lacy who were growing as well. Their boyfriends were shrinking along with Matt. The girls were all eating now as if nothing had happened. Every girl in the cafeteria was over 6 feet in height. Matt’s little head was now only tit high to Becky, who was 6’5” at least! He nuzzled her, causing her to sigh contentedly. She looked down at him, “Shorty, why aren’t you wearing my letterman’s?” Matt tensed up. He was apparently short for a boy at 4’10”!
Matt ran through the door of his room, to find his program was still running. “What the fuuuu…” He heard the door close behind him.
Tanya was standing there. She had on a Superwoman T-shirt, with boxers on. “Well BIG brother, how do you like my brave new world.” She began to walk over and towered over him. As she did, the world changed again. Tanya was getting gigantic. Finally stopping Matt stood there. He weighed no more then 98 lbs. and was only 4’7”.
Matt began to look up, he was staring into the 12 pack of his enormous sister. “Why Tanya?” Tanya smiled, lifting her enormous arms. “I wanted to be huge, you made me want things this way remember.”
Matt shook his head, he couldn’t believe it, the same mistake as always.
She raised her arms over her head, and posed, “I’m 7’7” tall, a bit large for a woman, and you’re average.”
She sneered a little as she flexed, “Of course, I’m the star athlete at school.” She smiled at him, “but I sill love you honey.” Matt was flabbergasted, “honey?” Tanya smiled, “Of course, baby, we aren’t related anymore.” She lifted him to her lips, “I wanted you to be mine, and now you are.” She giggled as he choked after her attempt to make out with him. Still awe at how small he was, she lifted him some times, then tossed him against the bed. Crawling over him, she put her hand on him, “don’t worry, little one, I’ll be gentle.”
End
Demona stood in the lab beside the Japanese girl as she finished her calculations, “I still need a way to gain mass, I don’t want to have to kill anyone.” Demona stretched herself like a cat, then leaned forward. “You don’t have to kill anyone, sometimes you just take what you want.” She stood up, strutting, “And leave the person in the position that their own cruelties have led them.” Delilah looked over “What does that mean?” Demona shook her head, her hair falling lightly to her shoulders. “I mean, there has to be someone whose actions leave them deserving of such a destiny?” Delilah paused, “There’s Maleyah, she’s always been a complete ass.” She looked down, “But isn’t that just making me as bad as her?” Demona shook her head.
Factory Accidents
Beth walked down the lines of her factory. As a supervisor her job was to make sure that her women kept working. Beth walked by Jill. Jill was a tall black haired woman of 5’4”. Her frame was thin, so thin that the clothes she wore hung from her. She was rumored to be borderline anorexic. Beth on the other side was close to 5’7” tall. Her large firm butt jiggled in her too small jeans as she moved toward Jill. She admitted part of it was that she just hated how soft spoken Jill was. She coughed, causing Jill to comically jump up in the air. As she did so, a large spill occurred, which seeped over into Beth’ new heels. Had she worn the mandated safety boots, like everybody else what later occurred to her would not have.
Beth furiously grabbed Jill, moving in closer to the smaller woman, she pushed her into the wall. “These are new, if you followed the rules they wouldn’t be ruined!” Jill wanted say, ‘and if only you followed them, you wouldn’t be so pissed because you would have just ruined some boots.’ She did not say this, wanting to stay at work. Instead she whispered, “I’m sorrry I pppromise I wwwilll.” Beth growled, “STOP STUTTERING DAMN IT.” She snarled, “Just get back to work and don’t blow us all to heaven.” She began to sayshay away, grumbling.
Later
Beth cupped herself, modeling before the mirror. She ran her palm over her nipples. They were bigger, along with chest. It had swelled, and they looked bigger too. She felt like a more authoritative woman. Shrugging off worries over her bigger boobies, she went over to the table and ate.
Chapter 2
Beth’s week had gone great. Her continually growing breasts had led to her promotion to head woman. Her superior couldn’t stop drooling over her. She walked over to Jill, who was quickening her progress. “Jill, I wanted to say that I was bad to grab you.” She held out her hand to Jill. “Can we just let thing be, well, past?” Jill nodded, and shook her hand. Beth noticed for the first time the little dimples that Jill had when she smiled.
Later
Beth opened her door to see Jill standing there with a pair of shoes for her. Giggling with delight she opened a jug of wine as she tried them.
Standing up to her new of 6’ tall, a five inch boost, she smiled she saw Jill stand up too. Coming over and staring over her now prominent D Cups, Jill began to dance with her. Her little head on Beth’s bust filled Beth with little pleasurable shivers. Finally unable to help herself, she bent down and stuck her larger tongue into Jill’s mouth. Taken aback by Beth’s actions, Jill hesitated for a moment, then returned Beth’s kisses. Standing back up, Beth teasingly grabbed her hand, leading her to her bed.
Chapter 3
Beth rolled over, groaning at her complaining joints. Jill had been heavier then she thought. Looking down she yelped in shock. Her boobies were smaller. They couldn’t be bigger then A’s. That’s when she noticed how loose her shirt was on her. Standing up, she hopped off of her bed and ran into her bathroom. Digging through, she cried in triumph as she held up her measuring.
Beth walked out lightly, so as not to wake Jill, she started to find out how big she was. Beth felt her hands tremble as she marked the wall above her. She gaped, 5’4”, what the
“Hello sleepy head,” came Jill’s voice as she spun around, looking up at her friend. Jill was tall to her, with her just looking at her Jill’s chin. “Well now, looks like I grew a lot last night.” She saw Beth’s mark, “ooh, this is awesome.” Jill straightened up, “C’mere, little one.” Beth walked over, and read the measurement. Jill backed away, she just smirked at Beth’s horror. “Well, I’d say that’s fair.” Jill said, “you’re my old height and I’m now yours.” Beth began to failingly stutter, “how.” Jill shushed her, “I can’t tell, we just have to wait and see.”
Chapter 4
Beth huffed into Jill’s apartment. Jill had insisted she move in. She had done so, mostly because Jill was so damn intimidating now. Jill was only three inches taller, but that only was pretty big as far as Beth was interested. Jill had watched for the last month as Beth lost her position as senior supervisor, returning to her old position. Meanwhile, Jill’s got the attention necessary to become a supervisor. Now the same position at work, Jill walked in, wearing Beth’s old jeans, which were on the tight side on her larger curves, and favorite pink top. It had writing on it that communicated that there was contents under pressure inside. In Jill’s case, that wasn’t as honest as it had been before Beth shrank. Whereas Beth’s increased boobies had returned. Today she had reached a D cup again. As she lay on the bed, Jill came in. Jill moved in and began to knead her back. “I’m sorry work was so rough, little Beth, I want make you feel good.” Beth purred in answer. Jill went lower, her hand kneading her ass.
After
Beth awoke in a panic. Jill was humongous. Her body seemed to take up the bed. Hopping down Beth walked toward the bathroom. She heard Jill laughing behind her. “C’mon shorty, I want to know how BIG I just grew.’ Getting up one her toes, Beth measured Jill out at 6 feet tall. “Six Fucking FEET.” She yelled laughing. “That’s so awesome.” She turned on Beth, “C’mere shorty.” She began to play with herself as she measured Beth. “HA! Little bitty Beth is just about 4’10”.
Chapter 5
Beth lay on the couch as she heard a loud click. Shit! Jill was home. Climbing off of the couch, she scurried over to the door handle which was face to face. I was over a year since she had gone below 5 feet tall. She was much smaller now, around three feet tall. As she opened the door, Jill swept through, bowing her head. “Well my day was full.” She grinned, “my business just keep growing.”
As Jill swept over to the couch, Beth ran over to her with a beer. “Hmm, good cupcake.” Jill smiled down at her, “my feet are sore.” At this little Beth hustled down to Jill’s feet, each one as large as her head. As she massaged Jill’s enormous feet, she noticed Jill’s strange look. “Your lactating again isn’t you.” Beth pleaded with Jill, “Please, my God, don’t make me split it with you. You’re 7’7” in height. Let me keep enough to stay my current height.” Jill grinned as she sat up. Beth walked over, as Jill parted her thighs. “I’ll think about it,” she said, as the minature girl ate her.
End
Delilah lifted the green vile up. Her brown eyes shown through it, she commented, “It always is icky.” Demona looked amused. “I’m not sure.” Delilah said, resulting in Demona throwing her hands in the air. “look what is it now?” Delilah shrugged, “I just don’t know.” She looked at her, “I’ve heard what you’ve told me.” She shook the vial at Demona, “And in all those stories, there is one consistency.” Demona shrugged, “The women who grow getting what they want?” Delilah shook her head, “No, dumbass, they didn’t.” looking at the now angry Demona, she countered.” They didn’t get love, they just found ways to force someone else to act like it so they wouldn’t hurt them.” She crossed her arms, “That isn’t love.” Demona looked to the night sky, “Help me, okay.” She sighed, “Alright, so you want a love story, alright.”
Grief Management
Commander Cammy Cutler walked through the wire fence at Saint Andrews base. The soldiers saluted, which she returned with the crispness born of over two and half decades of military service. Her skin was just returning to its ordinary white coloring. She was tall 5’11”, her long legs requiring specially made fatigues. Her shoulders were muscular along with her arms. Her army boots loudly echoed through the halls as her hazelnut hair stayed in its tight bun behind her head.
She ran her hand through it in a nervous move that was the only giveaway that remained after decades of training. She stood ramrod as the General walked in. General Hall was as much from the old way as they came. Over 70, he had personally stuck his foot in Hitler’s ass. She saluted, which he returned. “thanks for coming in Commander, please at ease.” She took her chair, sitting straight. “I only came because of who you are, sir.” She sighed, “I’m retired, and I don’t think I ever want to return.”
Hall nodded, “I understand, your daughters death.” Cutler shook herself a bit, “No thanks General, I’m not feeling like share my feelings time is now.” Hall sat up a little straighter, “Then I hope you’ll at least listen before you say no.”
Cammy nodded. As they walked out of the Generals office, she saw the military personnel passing by. She saluted when appropriate, and listened as Hall explained. 60 years ago, in Germany, the Moonshiners had ran across a hidden in the black forest. The unit broke in to find the Nazi’s testing a drug. They had injected a man with it, resulting in an enormous creature which had decimated them till the man exploded. The soldiers had managed to escape. In their flight, they took the formula and info with them.
“So, since I haven’t seen a bunch of insides on the floor, I assume you found out what went wrong?” General Hall simply said, “We think so.” Cammy shook her head, “I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”
Chapter 2
“this is Dr. Darren Dark.” Dr. Dark stuck out his hand, which Cammy ignored. Dark turned to her as she walked around the room. “A real treat I’m sure,” he said to the General. Cammy walked around some more, turning to face them. “So I’m guessing I’m on tap to play watchdog.” She made a little apotheses with her hands. “Make sure your new superman does what he’s told.”
Darren turned to Hall, “You didn’t tell her?” Hall shook himself, “No, I wanted to let you.” Cammy clapped her hand to her forehead, then groaned, “If someone doesn’t start talking to me, I’m outta here.”
Darren started, he said a bunch, it being a bunch of bullshit. Cammy did catch the last bit. “Wait, repeat that again.” Darren pushed up his glasses, “About the gene sequencing and gender.” Cammy sighing, nodded. Darren repeated, “The reason the NAZI’s never figured it out, is that the formula only works on women.” Cammy looked at Hall, “So, I just look after whatever stupid bitch you people get.” Hall and Darren looked at each other, over at Cammy, finally at the floor. “Nobody else would say yes.”
Cammy smiled, “Where do I sign.”
Chapter 3
A little while later, Commander Cammy Cutler was strapped tight. Her hair, hazelnut mixed with a wide white streak, spayled around her like a crona. She saw Dr. Darren coming over, “Are you prepared?” She smirked, “Zieg heil, Mein Furher.” Darren just shook his head. “Fine, you might feel some discomfort, if so, good.” Darren made a motion. Cammy felt like she was exploding, her body on fire, as the first signs of expansion occurred. Her white army T was getting tight as her modest bust expanded, creating cleavage popping out, stressing the material. Her legs where expanding in her fatigues, making the bagging pants skintight. Her legs hung over the bed, while her head began to go over the headrest. Her boobs ripped the shirt. She felt so big, her arms breaking the leather restraints. Sitting up, she looked at the men guarding the door. “You two, I better not catch either one of you peeping at me or you will be put on peeling potatoes until you retire.” Darren ran over, put a lab coat on him. For the first time she saw just how much bigger she was. Standing up, she stumbled a bit, catching herself. She stood up, noticing he was staring he was just above her waist. Clutching her left arm, which was inflated and enormous, she smiled as she then bent down and picked up Darren. “I like this.”
Chapter 4
Cammy sat in the helicopter, her hair once again cut short. Damn it had been such a big deal to get it that long. She looked around at her team then though about her morning briefing.
Earlier
“Hello Commander, I just thought I’d introduce you to the team you will be commanding.” He turned to them. “Amanda Jones, you already know.” He turned, “This is Carl Winston Smith, one of the top snipers in the force.” Smith smiled, “Call me Winston.” Cammy nodded, “Always wanted a Winston.” Everybody smiled. Hall turned to Darren, “You will also have Darren on your team.” Cammy growled, “No, I don’t thinks so, Sir.” Hall looked at her, “that’s an order, Commander.”
Cammy glowered at Darren, and then agreed. “Alright people, you are going to Afghanistan, we have information that the fifth column is there.” Hall began.
Darren raised his hand, “General, that doesn’t make sense, Afghanistan. It just seems stupid with all the army units there.”
Cammy looked at her fingernails, “Their NAZI’s, kinda goes with the job, being stupid.”
Darren began to argue, only to have the General raise his hand, “No, doesn’t mean anything, I have orders which mean this happens.”
Cammy looked at Darren and stuck her tongue out.
She stood up as Hall did, everyone doing so also.
Later
Smoking her cigar, damn thing was so little now, she looked down at Darren who was around her nipples. Cammy admitted to herself that she found her no 9’ body extremely hot. She was curious to explore the sexual side of her form. Still, now was not the time. Darren leaned in, “So what is it I heard about the Panda incident?” Cammy just shook her head, “I don’t know what everybody keeps going on about.” She saw that Amanda and Winston were looking over as well.
“Whatever,” she drew on the damn shit, then threw it away. Too damn titchy. “So we are over in, well Asia.” She covers lamely. She explains, “I was taking a crap, when this panda burst in.” she shook her head. “Damn thing was coming at me, so I shot the bastard.” She began to laugh, “The whole team comes in. There I am on the toilet, with this large panda on me.” They were roaring gawfing, Cammy but her hand to her head. “It was in heat. It was horny and smelled me.” They were laughing so much that the pilot looked at them like they were crazy.
Chapter 5
Cammy stepped off of the chopper last, the entire thing tilting. Sighing, she knew she would never live down the weight jokes, she saluted Colonel Cole. Colonel Cole looked up at the biggest women he had ever seen, God she was big. “Commander, we thought you knew, you have to wear the local dress….”
Cammy shook her head, “Not happening.” Cole started to respond, when Cammy bent over, her large breasts hanging. “I’m an officer in the US armed forces.” She continued, “Will not wear a…” after a long rant she stood up and walked away satisfied, not knowing that Cole had not heard a word she said.
Cammy stopped Darren, “Thanks for that back there, I know Amanda and Winston are nervous.” Darren smiled, “It was nothing, and you did a great job.” Cammy noticed just how cute he was as he nervously fidgeted as she stood closer. His little body overwhelmed by her bigger one. Suddenly looking away, they both made excuses to leave.
Chapter 6
Half a year later
As the base in South Africa celebrated Christmas, Cammy was standing by a doorway, drinking half the intoxicants, Darren walked in, “I was wondering, what happened to you.” Cammy looked over at him. “Oh my daughter died, five years ago today.” Darren put his arm around her waist. “I’m sorry Cammy.” As they looked at each other, she bent down and kissed him, her huge tongue in him.
Chapter 7
“this is wrong,” Cammy said as she put on her uniform. Darren standing doing the same. “I know,” he said, “so why won’t we quit.” They looked at each other, and embraced.
The End?
Delilah was rapt, “What happened?’ Demona smiled, “Life, maybe I’ll tell the rest later.” She leaned back, “So what will it be,” she held up the beaker, “Grow?” She put it down, “Stay unbearably short.” Delilah looked at the beaker, and downed it. Her panties exposed as her skort tore, her sweater ripped, she stood 15’ tall nude. Demona looked on, a goal accomplished.
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