We are at dinner, and it starts.  I don't notice until she knocks her
soda over.  She is embarassed, but I become excited.  She adjusts her
blouse, lifts her bottom off of the chair to pull her underwear out of
her butt, where it has been creeping up, tighter and tighter. She
makes some hasty excuse, and says we need to leave the diner.  I know
whats happening, ofcourse; I engineered it.

We get up to leave, and I can see that she has already grown some.
She stands, and her shirt becomes untucked.  Her pants seam shorter as
I see her ankles in those cute little short-top socks. We leave the
diner, and she walks home, says she'll call me tomorrow.   I can see
her ass defined more clearly than ever through her tight pants.

A few days pass and I go to visit her.  She hadn't returned my phone
calls, nor shown up at the park for days.  Her grand mother answers
the door, a shrivled up old women that she lives with after her
parent's death.  My grand daughter's home, she says, but she doesn't
want any company.  Go on in, she says, I think she needs to talk to
someone, no matter what she says.  Grandma leads me up to the stairs
to her bedroom.

I get to her door and knock, call out Hello.  I hear her gasp, and
there's a rustle behind the closed door; she's trying to put on some
modestly clothing.  I push the door open and see her scramling into a
pretty 1 piece dress.  She's huge.  HUGE.  She's grown at least 6
inches since I last saw her, almost as tall as my 6ft.  Her growth
hasn't been restricted to the vertical; the dress doesnt even begin to
fit.  Her breasts, sitting on her now huge chest, are bursting out her
top.  I can see that her hips have filled out considerably, and her
thighs are thick and womanly.

She's angry, who am I to barge into her room like this?  I don't say
anything as I step in her personal space, giving her a good once over
from up close, to see how large she has become.  The perspective,
seeing her relatively huge frame next to mine makes me hard.  She can
see my erection, probably feel it against her thigh, but she says
nothing.  She swallows, moves in closers as I move in closer. I put my
arms around her waist and puller up against me, letting my penis slide
down towards her crotch.

She makes a disgusted face, but grinds her body against mine.  We
begin to dry hump, standing; its all we need.  I am so turned on by
her changes, I feel the urge to explode despite the uncomfortable pain
of the friction.  She breathes hard, face against my neck, trying to
bite my earlobe.  All I can hear is her breathing, like a hurricane!

I tighten my grip around her waist, feeling down to her ass and hips.
They feel so huge, so firm.  Their round swell is perfect, huge.  I
look down at her burgeoning breasts.  From her crotch to bottom of my
neck, her flesh has filled every cavity, her large breasts closing all
the gaps.  She rubs her chest against mine, up and down, I can feel
her nipples through my t-shirt, the thin material of her dress doing
nothing to hide her udders.

She's HUGE.  I move her to the bed, I'm going to fuck her, she's
almost too massive for me to just push around.  She wants to be
fucked, she falls where I need her.  I can smell her getting wet; her
panties too small for her to wear days ago.  She unzips my pants, and
begins to play with my prick through my shorts.  Oh god the burning!
It hurts, but she rubs and squeezes me just right!  I feel huge in her
hands, like she feels in mine.  I squeeze her harder as she squeezes
me harder, her body pushing back with a writhing force, just like my
penis pushes back with the blood pumping through it.


I hear the ritchety noise of the stairs; Grandma is coming up.  I leap
off of her, like a startled cat and begin to rezip.  I can't get my
damn dick back in my pants, its so hard!  I get the zipper back
up and tuck in my shirt, while I see Collean try to stuff her breasts
into that little top.  She grabs a t-shirt and throws it on as Grandma
comes in, carrying a tray of sodas and cookies.  She tells me how
happy she is that I'm here visiting her grand daughter and rattles on
incessantly.  Collean sits on her bed, staring at me with angry,
smouldering eyes and a wet crotch.


I leave, I go home.  I know what I've set in motion.  The other day,
on her date, her anticipation of nothing more than a kiss had
triggered this huge growth spurt.  She grew from 5'5 to 5'11, gained
over 40 pounds, grew considerable breasts and filled, no, exploded
out. All for want of a kiss!  Imagine what those burning sexual fires
insider her now will do. I set Yosemite alight with her. I expect that
next time I see her, she will be gigantic.