A Wife's Growing Desire                                                         

                                                                                        By Processlover


     Felicia is a 25 year old house wife at 5'6" with black hair that does midway down her back. She is wearing a green t-shirt and khakis with purple socks on her size 8 feet. Troughout her entire life, Felicia has always had an unattainable desire to be tall. Not just tall, but giantess tall. She and her husband, Jeff, would often roleplay her fantasy in the bedroom, but it always left her wanting more.

     Felicia is vacuuming the living room as she waits for her husband to get home. As she is vacuuming, a strange mosquito flies in through the window and lands on Felicia's head. Just as it bites her, Felicia smacks it. As she continues to vacuum, she begins to feel a strange sensation course throughout her body, as though she were being stretched. Her pant legs are starting to rise up a bit as her body grows to 5'7", her wedding band and engagement ring are starting to feel tighter around her finger. She stops vacuuming to look at her rings, wondering why they are so tight, she tries to take them off but is unable to. Just as she is about to try again, both her rings snap off. "What the hell?" she wonders to herself. At 5'9" her necklace is starting to become tighter around her neck, her shirt slowly rising up to reveal her midriff. Just as she feels the necklace tighten around her neck, it breaks off. She looks down cause she feels the waistband of her pants digging into her skin and sees the button pop off and notices that the material of her socks look stretched out.

     She is now 5'11" and as she wiggles her toes, causing the fronts of her socks to ripp, she comes to a realization. "I'm growing," she says, "I'm growing!" Her dreams of being taller was coming true as she felt her clothes becoming tighter, her toes ripping thru her socks. "Bigger," she says as though encouraging her body as the sleeves and front of her shirt start to rip at 6'2" as are no longer at her ankles. Her pant legs are midway up her calves as they start to rip at the seams as though being unzippered. Her feet ripping the sides of her socks as they out grow their confines. "Don't stop now," she says as she hits the 6'7" mark her bra now exposed as the front of her shirt continues to tear. Her pants tear at the waist, her thighs holding her pants up now as the seat of her pants starts to tear open, she giggles as she says, "I'm getting too big for my britches." the front of her shirt is completely torn as the back of her shirt starts to tear, her socks laying at her feet in ruins as she grows to 7' in height. the back of her shirt continued to tear as her thighs were tearing her pant legs. Once she hit 8' her shirt fell to the ground as did her pants leaving her in her bra and panties.

     Her bra was overflowing with her dd breasts, her panties riding up her ass as she continued to grow. As Katelyn hit 8'6" the clasps and straps of her bra gave way, her breasts free from their confines as her panties snapped off. She bumped her head on the 9' ceiling. She bent down a bit giggling as she felt her head bump the ceiling again and with a grin on her face stood up straight as her head went thru the ceiling. She is 9'6" and is looking around to see her bedroom. "I'm gonna outgrow the house?" she asks herself, "I really hope so. she could feel her shoulders pushing up against the ceiling below as they started to break through as well. Katelyn looks up at the bedroom ceiling as her shoulders break through the living room ceiling completely, hoping that she will reach that height as she watches it get closer. She lifts her arms up, trying to cause minimal damage to the bedroom floor, and rests them on the bedroom floor. She can feel her expanding body breaking the floor away as she grows to 12'. She feels something with hers and lifts her foot up to feel that it is the couch. "It's starting to feel like I am in a dollhouse," she says with a smile on her face. She can feel her foot pushing the couch as she is continuing to grow. "C'mon," she says at 15', "Keep growing, and growing and growing." She feels her head hit the bedroom ceiling as she hits 18'.

     Katelyn decides to sit down, not wanting to go into the attic just yet cause of all the insulation, with her left foot up against the wall and her right foot flat. Her head is starting to poke back into the bedroom upsairs as she grows to 20'. She wiggles her long, sexy toes on the wall as her leg begins to bend. "I might as well," she says, "I've already ruined the ceiling." With that she straightens out her leg and lets her soft sole push up against the wall. She is now 22' and her foot goes through the wall and into the kitchen, pushing thru the cabinets. Her shoulders have risen past the living room ceiling as her knee hits it. She wiggles her long toes in anticipation of being really huge. She can feel her left foot sliding across the kitchen floor, she bends her foot forward touching the fridge. "Oh my God!" she says, "I'm am gonna be huge!" Katelyn's knee breaks thru the living room ceiling as she approaches 25', her head starting to press up against the bedroom ceiling. She can feel her left foot starting to press up against the fridge. Katelyn ducks a bit more as she hits 30', and then the stretching sensation faded and her growth came to a stop at 30'. "Oh phooey," she says a bit disappionted. "I was hoping to grow bigger."

     Just then Katelyn hears her husband shout, "WHAT THE HELL?!" and hears him run up the steps to the bedroom. As Jeff enters the bedroom, he looks at his giantess of a wife and asks, "Honey, are you ok?" Katelyn looks at him with a sultry smile on her face and replies, "I'll be more than ok, so long as you have a lot of love to give. Cause with a body like this, I'm gonna need all the love you have."

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