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Created by growinggiantesslove (from the old Tumbler archive):

November 16th, 2015 12:42pm

Your once small girlfriend grows before your eyes. Her smile widens, seeing you small and helpless before her escalating power. Her growth is slow, but absolute: There is a sense that nothing can stop her, no matter how hard you try, Her breasts were massive and swelling up faster than the rest of her, her bra barely containing them. “baby, we’ve been dating a long time” she says, her smile curved and sweet, “and I’ve decided that you are worth keeping around”. You stagger back, confused. You feel weaker than you ever have. Your body feels scrawny and pathetic before her gaze. She is looking at in a strange way…not the way you look at a friend or significant other, but how you look at a tool or toy, appraising its value. It was unnerving. She had always been so short and shy, but now she was huge, dominating, and getting bigger. Her colossal tits explode from her bra with a fleshy flop, her nipples hard as iron. Her head is approaching the ceiling and she isn’t showing signs of stopping. She sees your confused and afraid look and laughs, the motion causing her body to shake playfully. “You see, hun, that quiet, shy, pathetic little women you have been getting to know all these months is an act. I use it to figure out which boys are worth adding to my collection. Do you know how much energy I spend staying small enough to be socially acceptable? A lot. What you are seeing now is the real me.” Her head hits the roof, and she casually kneels like it is a motion she has practiced 10,000 times. “Remember when I told you every women is a goddess? Well I meant it. I am vast as this whole little planet and then some. And you, little man, are my newest worshiper. You’ll spend the rest of your life as my slave, following my orders, pleasing me as I see fit. Don’t look so sad - you are lucky!” You try and back away toward the door, but she is filling the room rapidly now. You hear her panties rip off as she reaches for you, gripping your torso lightly between her thick powerful fingers. “Don’t you know what this means? Look at my boobs. Do it.” Her command is so powerful, you have to obey. You stare at them as they grow, pressing the floor and oozing out around it. “You get to live with these. Forever. Serving them. Loving them. I say slave, but that sounds so harsh. You are more like a sex toy. A girl this big needs lots of stimulation.” She is growing faster with each word. There isn’t much more room as she punches through the now obviously temporary rooms and ceiling into the second story. She sits up, now more comfortable, circling you between massive fleshy legs. She said collection earlier…how many men had met this fate? She towers monstrously above you, her gaping wet vagina stretching before you, her feet wriggling behind you. “Time to prove yourself, boy” She smirks and giggles “Show me you are a man worth keeping.” Her vagina writhes and throbs, its scent overwhelming you. “If you aren’t good enough, I can use a new crush toy just as much as a new dildo.” You are hers now. You must accept it. This massive growing women was your new mistress, and your life exists only to please her. Her vagina beacons, and you must heed its call.

Description

Created by growinggiantesslove (from the old Tumbler archive):

November 16th, 2015 12:42pm

Your once small girlfriend grows before your eyes. Her smile widens, seeing you small and helpless before her escalating power. Her growth is slow, but absolute: There is a sense that nothing can stop her, no matter how hard you try, Her breasts were massive and swelling up faster than the rest of her, her bra barely containing them. “baby, we’ve been dating a long time” she says, her smile curved and sweet, “and I’ve decided that you are worth keeping around”. You stagger back, confused. You feel weaker than you ever have. Your body feels scrawny and pathetic before her gaze. She is looking at in a strange way…not the way you look at a friend or significant other, but how you look at a tool or toy, appraising its value. It was unnerving. She had always been so short and shy, but now she was huge, dominating, and getting bigger. Her colossal tits explode from her bra with a fleshy flop, her nipples hard as iron. Her head is approaching the ceiling and she isn’t showing signs of stopping. She sees your confused and afraid look and laughs, the motion causing her body to shake playfully. “You see, hun, that quiet, shy, pathetic little women you have been getting to know all these months is an act. I use it to figure out which boys are worth adding to my collection. Do you know how much energy I spend staying small enough to be socially acceptable? A lot. What you are seeing now is the real me.” Her head hits the roof, and she casually kneels like it is a motion she has practiced 10,000 times. “Remember when I told you every women is a goddess? Well I meant it. I am vast as this whole little planet and then some. And you, little man, are my newest worshiper. You’ll spend the rest of your life as my slave, following my orders, pleasing me as I see fit. Don’t look so sad - you are lucky!” You try and back away toward the door, but she is filling the room rapidly now. You hear her panties rip off as she reaches for you, gripping your torso lightly between her thick powerful fingers. “Don’t you know what this means? Look at my boobs. Do it.” Her command is so powerful, you have to obey. You stare at them as they grow, pressing the floor and oozing out around it. “You get to live with these. Forever. Serving them. Loving them. I say slave, but that sounds so harsh. You are more like a sex toy. A girl this big needs lots of stimulation.” She is growing faster with each word. There isn’t much more room as she punches through the now obviously temporary rooms and ceiling into the second story. She sits up, now more comfortable, circling you between massive fleshy legs. She said collection earlier…how many men had met this fate? She towers monstrously above you, her gaping wet vagina stretching before you, her feet wriggling behind you. “Time to prove yourself, boy” She smirks and giggles “Show me you are a man worth keeping.” Her vagina writhes and throbs, its scent overwhelming you. “If you aren’t good enough, I can use a new crush toy just as much as a new dildo.” You are hers now. You must accept it. This massive growing women was your new mistress, and your life exists only to please her. Her vagina beacons, and you must heed its call.