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Warning: This story contains (hardcore) transformation, unbirth, soft vore, uneven growth, growth, macro, mega macro, giga macro, tera, etc., breast expansion, lactation, butt growth, muscle growth, cock growth, ball growth, tentacles, and severe (yet sexy) destruction.

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Unity through Pleasure, By DragonMasterX.

It was a chilly Thursday evening for the city of Desfalls. The idyllic North American city was lit up bright in contrast to the empty, moonless skies.

Night time for Desfalls was known to do away with quietude and darkness, bringing merriment and cheer with all sort of nocturne activities. With bright neon signs as well as good food and drink, it was the perfect scene for college students and older adults to unwind and have a good time.

In contrast, not a soul seemed to be moving around the suburban area. Neighbors respected weekday sleep schedules. Occasional dog barking and crickets chirping here and there were the only background noises in the neighborhood. It was half past eleven, and every good kid was already in bed.

Of course, none of that applied to a couple of high-school senior thrill seekers.

Eighteen year old Cassie had been eagerly anticipating her parents’ departure for their work related trip overseas. She didn’t just have the entire house to herself; she had no one keeping tabs on her and she could virtually do anything she wanted. And what she had been looking forwards to the most was bidding farewell to her and her boyfriend’s virginities.

But even with her parents gone for a couple of months, Cassie wasn’t satisfied with the idea of a regular old sendoff to her chastity. She had been planning on taking the Crowley Place challenge.

Among teenagers, Crowley manor was the most popular test of passionate and courageous young love. The place in question as an abandoned three story building located in the north-western corner of the city suburbs; a gloomy looking house which had recently begun falling into a state of disrepair.

Everyone at Cassie’s school knew of it and the manor’s dark history. Crowley was the name of the family which had once lived in the now fenced off property. For years, rumors surrounding the eccentric owners were used to scare children into behaving properly.

The tales were numerous and could go from regular ghost stories of seeing things that weren’t there to occultist extremes: Satanic rituals, deals with denizens of the underworld and monstrous creatures. All of it converging into a single thread of truth: One day ten years ago, the Crowley family suddenly vanished without a trace. No one saw them or their kids ever again.

Nowadays, the Crowley Place was mostly left as a far removed chunk of land keeping the suburban legends alive. With the estate having inevitably earned the haunted house accolade, teens would find their way past the fences and brave the creepy old manor, have sex somewhere inside of it, and then flaunt the fact like a badge of courage for the rest of their lives. Young Cassie wanted nothing more than to prove herself.

Just one year older than Cassie, her boyfriend Tony and she had been dating for over five weeks now. While Tony wholeheartedly agreed about consummating the next step of their relationship and he enjoyed exploring creepy attractions like the Crowley Place, he could feel the light but constant shaking in his girlfriend’s hand around his own. “Are you sure about this, sweetie?” Tony was feeling especially prudent that night; he didn’t want either of them to chicken out, but he didn’t want to force Cassie either.

Cassie turned to Tony, her green eyes practically glowing with excitement. “We’re already past the fences, silly. There’s no turning back now!” she smiled, tugging her boyfriend along by the hand. A petite 5’5” redhead like her had no business dragging a 6ft. tall wrestling team captain like Tony, but he wasn’t resisting either.

Tony liked how feisty Cassie could get when something truly caught her attention. Back at school she was known as little beyond teacher’s pet. His girlfriend was such a trustworthy student that she had been appointed class treasurer. Cassie’s grades were considerably higher than average, and she was the subject of much jealousy around campus.

After following behind for a few steps, Tony took the lead and guided Cassie around the courtyard. “You’re eager,” he said, tightening his grip on Cassie’s hand to get her attention. “I wanna do this too, babe, but we gotta be careful, alright? Place’s old. Don’t wanna go in so eager we break something!”

With a giggle, Cassie bumped her hips onto Tony’s side, “Relax! I’m just excited, and a little scared. But that’s what’s making me wanna do this even more! I’m tired of just being “the good girl”, y’know? All the girls leave me out of all party plans all the time, thinking I’m gonna be telling on their parents or something.”

Tony listened with an arm draped over his girlfriend’s shoulder, holding her close to put her at ease. He only put distance between them when he noticed the unhinged door on the south-western side of the house. “Well, this stunt is a nice way to go 0 to 100, that’s for sure,” Tony remarked while climbing the steps in front of the side-entrance. He confirmed the door was loose by flashing his phone at it. “Y’know, this isn’t my first time here.”

“Huh?” Cassie approached Tony from behind as he boldly pushed the door in. Rusted hinges squeaked as swollen wood creaked on the verge of snapping. It truly was a decrepit old house. “You mean you’ve been in before?”

“Haha, no, not in. But when I was in middle school we used to sneak out to play hide and seek with the guys after classes,” Tony stood at the doorframe, holding the door open for his girlfriend, “That’s how I found where the hole in the fence was so fast. Anyway,” he nodded over at the mighty old oaks around the area, “Courtyard’s pretty big. None of us had the guts to break in, truth be told, so we used the pillars and trees to play. Really spooky at night. We were half-expecting the ghost of the Crowleys to jump out of a window to get us!”

“Dummy, ghosts aren’t real!” Cassie huffed as she stood next to Tony, resting a dainty couple of fingers on the moss-covered doorframe as if to prove that she wasn’t scared. But she wasn’t stepping in yet. With an endeared smile, Tony offered his hand to Cassie and took the lead once again.

Leading their exploration with their phones’ flashlights, the teens were soaking in the ambience. The insides of the Crowley Place were a mess of cobwebs and dust-covered surfaces. Décor that seemed to belong in a Victorian era castle littered the halls, most of it degraded or outright broken. The air was stagnant, but peculiarly warm in spite of the outside chill; almost as if somehow head had been retained after all these years.

“Doesn’t feel too cold in here,” Cassie observed, trying not to look at the cobwebs after she saw one spider crawling away from her light.

“Yeah. Pain in the butt that we have to be wearing our uniforms for the challenge,” Tony said.

“It’s tradition! Got to let all the spirits know we’re badass students, right?” Cassie grinned up to her blonde boyfriend.

Tony stopped, raising an eyebrow, “What happened to ‘ghosts aren’t real’?”

“They’re not the same!” Cassie playfully punched Tony’s arm. “Do you wanna check upstairs?”

“Hmm,” Tony looked up at the exquisite looking, wood carved handrail leading upstairs. Unfortunately, the broken steps and the sunken in halfway point left a lot to be desired. “Looks like that plan’s out.”

“Darn. Who trashed this place so bad?” Cassie sighed, tapping her foot impatiently after realizing the dangerous state the staircase was in. “Guess it’s been 10 years since this place got abandoned though.”

“And no one wants to refurbish, much less own a ‘cursed haunted house’, right?” Tony smirked, waving his hand over to the contiguous space, a large living room.

“That reminds me,” Cassie began to ask as she approached an old yet decadent looking fireplace. “You said you liked playing hide and seek right outside. Did you ever get in trouble with the police?”

“Cops seem to ignore this place,” Tony explained, leaning his head into a nearby bathroom, “Not sure if they’re superstitious or what, but I’ve never seen anyone get busted over visiting this place.”

“Weird…”

“Right? Everyone knows about the Crowley challenge. I remember when we saw a couple sneaking in way back when,” Tony laughed, “We were actually the ones busting them. Must’ve been real embarrassing to get found out by kids! Hey, find anything?”

When Tony turned around, he saw Cassie kneeling down in front of the fireplace she had been inspecting. She was leaned down on her left elbow while using her hand to point her flashlight ahead. Her right arm was inside of the dusty fireplace. “I see something in there.”

“Careful, Cassie. It looks sturdy but…” before Tony could finish though, a loud cranking noise drowned out each of his words. What followed was a muffled but decidedly audible whirring hum which was enough to make the senior stud turn around. “Cassie? What did you just do?”

Cassie coughed and scooted away from the fireplace, the area in front of it now covered in a little dust cloud after she hastily pulled her arm out. “Ugh… I thought I saw something sticking out. I think it was a lever, or something?”

“Wait, seriously?” Tony’s heart began to race, adrenaline surging forth. “No one’s ever talked about hidden levers or anything in here! You might’ve found the secret of the Crowley manor, baby!”

“A secret?” Cassie repeated with a stutter, mostly thanks to the age old dust she had accidentally inhaled. She grabbed Tony’s hand as he approached to offer his help in getting her back to her feet as well as dusting her off. “Thanks. What do you suppose that lever did? The noise it made scared me.”

“I heard something like a machine, a rumble, something like that. We should check the place out again!” Tony flashed his phone’s light at the three parallel exits leading out of the living room. “Middle one’s a restroom, I doubt anything interesting’s happened there, unless you just flushed the toilet with what you did.”

“Very funny,” Cassie rolled her eyes, batting her long hair back over her shoulders. “That mechanic sound came from somewhere close. I don’t think it did anything up above… so let’s look for anything that seems different around here!”

The couple checked the other two exits, one leading into a small kitchen in the right corner while the left exit led them to an annex with what seemed to be several guest rooms. Of the four doors in the annex, they were only able to get one open.

Cassie sighed, “Nothing here. Maybe backtrack?”

“No, hold on…” Tony said, feeling over the walls with a hand, “Something looks wrong with the… Ah!”

“What?!” Cassie jumped, gasping in surprise as her boyfriend clutched around the wall paint. “You’re peeling the… huh? Is that a hole behind the wall?”

“Bingo.”

Cassie’s jaw dropped as she approached and peeked in from the side. “Somebody must’ve put that fake paint there to cover the entrance. Look!” she pointed at the indentation above the frame, “That must be part of the wall, the part I removed with that lever!”

“Nice team effort. We should get a dog and solve crimes,” Tony snarked. Cassie elbowed him on the side but she was grinning.

“Get serious, Tony! Don’t you see what this means? This must lead to a hidden room!” Cassie said, overjoyed, “We’re gonna be remembered for this.”

“What, breaking and entering into a decade abandoned old house? We’re late to the party I think.”

“The secret room, you dummy!” Cassie rested her hands on her hips, frowning up at her boyfriend, “We’re the first ones to find it I bet! It looks like it leads to a secret basement. We can’t use any of the rooms in the second and third floors, but we get to use the one down here.”

“Seriously? You wanna uhh… do it down here?” Tony half-chuckled, but his expression steeled after seeing how determined Cassie was. “Well, I’m down for that. Let’s make history, huh babe?”

“Grab my hand though, it’s still scary…” Cassie fidgeted a bit, taking Tony’s hand as he led her down the secret path.

“Looks stable; and sturdy to boot. These are stone steps,” Tony mentioned as the winding staircase took them lower and lower into the depths of the Crowley Place. “No one’s been here in years. Watch your step, yeah?”

“Uh huh. What do you think we’ll find? A vault full of stashed riches?” Cassie’s adventurous heart sang with the possibilities.

“Maybe an old mausoleum with all the Crowleys in it…” Tony added, making Cassie squeeze his hand tight, “Jeez. It was just a joke!” the jock laughed as he looked back.

“Focus on the way forwards!” Cassie huffed, not wanting to admit she’d gotten scared, “You’re leading us. I don’t want us getting hurt.”

Tony snickered, keeping his phone out for lighting. “Relax, baby. We’re alone in an ages-old, abandoned house. What’s the worst that can happen?”

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Before they knew it, Tony and Cassie had descended a couple of stories below the surface. The last step down welcomed them into a deep stone chamber. Even with the flashlight from their phones, the lighting was dim at best. “Where are we, Tony?” Cassie ventured to ask, her eyes squinting at the poor visual conditions.

Before taking the first step into the dark basement, Tony took a quick glance, although he couldn’t see any better than his girlfriend. “I can make out many tables and I think… candleholders? Bookcases over there. Man, the manor looks old from the outside but this basement is ancient.”

“Do you think the Crowleys knew about it?” Cassie stood on the tip of her toes, trying to peek over Tony’s shoulder at every detail he pointed out.

“I don’t know, but eugh…” Tony’s face scrunched a little, “The air is really stagnant.”

“And we can’t see a thing.”

“Got a lighter on me,” the male student sniffed as if trying to pick out a particular scent

“Doesn’t smell like gas to me, either. Maybe those old candles will burn.”

Cassie seemed hesitant as her boyfriend started walking into the basement, pulling her along. “Tony, are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’ve been in more places with gas leaks than I can count. Dad’s taken me on some jobs,” Tony smirked confidently, “Look, stay behind if you want, but I’m not gonna do anything in this place if I can’t see.”

“Okay! Okay…” Cassie settled down and followed suit. She had finally started to understand how little courage she actually had. When they were next to the nearest table, she let go of Tony’s hand as he searched for his lighter.

To distract herself, Cassie looked around, her eyes gradually adjusting to the darkness. With the aid of her phone, her green eyes scanned their surroundings. She could see a table across them had empty test tubes and beakers, crude setups that she expected to see in a chemistry lab.

The walls were lined with tall bookcases replete of books whose covers were illegible from her distance. With curiosity leading her boldness, Cassie decided to take a few cautionary steps closer, wondering just what kind of reading material the old basement offered. But before she could so much as make out letters on the hard covers the room suddenly lit up with roaring flame.

“Gyaaaaaah!” Cassie screamed as the world lit up suddenly. Scrambling backwards she crashed into Tony, who caught her in his strong arms.

“Babe! Relax,” Tony held Cassie firmly, coughing up a bit as a dusty cloud emerged from the ground.

“Oh my God, Tony! What just happened?!” Cassie demanded, “What did you do?!”

“It’s okay. I got the candle lit up,” Tony chuckled, gently patting Cassie on the head before turning her to face the table candleholders. Each candle on their holders was lit, illuminating the dank depths for them. “See? They must’ve been connected. Must’ve been oiled rope or something. Gak…!” he coughed again.

“Are you alright?” Cassie asked, turning back to her rattled boyfriend.

“’sokay,” he quickly dispensed with worries, “When you shuffled your feet you must’ve kicked up some dust or something.”

A thick line of chalk running over the floor, climbing the wall in the back and returning had been scraped off by Cassie. She followed the circuit all around and back, noticing how she had severed the connection. With a huff, she stomped her foot down. “W-wuh-well! I wouldn’t have done that if these silly old candles wouldn’t be set up so creepily! I thought I was going to die!”

Tony couldn’t help but laugh. He found Cassie excessively adorable whenever she got huff ‘n puffy. The experience truly was feeling like a haunted house now. “Well, I think this only adds points to the challenge, Cass. The silly old candles do add to the atmosphere, right? Creepy old lab, musty old books, hell, honest to goodness chalk lines like in those cult stories!”

“It’s spooky, alright, I get it!” Cassie yelled, shivering all over. “I don’t think I wanna be here anymore, Tony…”

“What?” Tony raised an eyebrow in disbelief, “No. Cass? We got this far. I’m with you, right? This isn’t just the scariest spot in the Crowley Place. It is the place. If we do it here, we’ll be legends.”

Puffing her cheeks out at being given a reasonable argument, Cassie sighed and let it go. “F-fuh-fine… I’m just not as brave as you are.”

“Tsk, it’s not bravery, Cass. I’m scared shitless right now. But I love it because I’m facing it, we’re facing it, you and I. We’ll do this together, babe,” Tony reassured with a smile, stroking a hand through Cassie’s long red hair.

“You certainly have a way with words, mister.” A coquettish smile crept up on Cassie’s lips as she felt tension melting away with every statement Tony laid down on her. “You’re right, this is the night. There’s no turning back now. We’re doing this. We’re… mmmph…”

There weren’t any words left to exchange. Cassie’s mouth was sealed by Tony leaning in to kiss her. Their lips met in a soft yet firm press with Tony eagerly poking his tongue forwards. Cassie closed her eyes, pressing herself up against her boyfriend in earnest.

The couple hadn’t done much else beyond fooling around. Their experience was limited to feeling each other up, with the occasional hand job here and there. Tony felt himself warming up as the heft of his girlfriend’s chest spread over him. Hands moving up traced Cassie’s curvaceous waist, stopping at the underside of her bosom.

A moan projected from Cassie’s mouth into Tony’s as he boldly groped her from below, his confident grip making her truly feel the eager fondling. She was an exceptionally endowed gal. Each of her breasts was more than a handful and her button up shirt had not two but three buttons from the top undone. It didn’t take Tony long to free those mounds, breast flesh delightfully overflowing that DD-cup bra trying to hold them back. The young man was mentally smirking and ready to play with his favorite stress relief balls, but he paused when he felt a sudden grip on his groin.

Cassie wasn’t going to leave him hanging. Her right hand had descended upon Tony’s groin, all five of her digits falling upon the tent in his khaki slacks. The extent of Cassie’s sexual experience did not particularly shine, but she had learned more about boys in the last month than she had in her whole life since hooking up with Tony. And she knew he loved it when she fondled his junk.

The couple breathed out hotly each time their make-out was interrupted by the need for oxygen. Their anticipation was almost palpable; they wanted each other. While Tony helped her out of her bra, she unbuckled and pulled on his belt to loosen his pants. It was going to happen.

Perky, youthful pink nipples became exposed to the basement air as Cassie’s round breasts were relieved of their cover. Tony’s hands greedily wasted no time in squeezing those big tits together, pushing nipples close to each other so that he could dip his head in to give them suckles and get them wet with his saliva. “Nnnghhaaah…” Cassie sighed out in pleasure, “Careful with your teeth, Tony, they’re… ahhh… so sensitive!”

“I know, I’ve been getting better at it, don’t you think?” Tony joked, playfully wiggling his tongue over the very tip of Cassie’s left nipple, eliciting weak squeaks from the busty redhead. “Nnngh!”

Throwing her head back with a half-moaning giggle, Cassie impishly avoided eye contact with the wincing Tony. Her hand had slipped into his pants, beyond the confines of his underwear, and had given the swelling meat within a rough squeeze.

“Y-your grip’s getting better…” Tony stammered, his eyes shut as he blocked out the pain. “Just be a little gentler, okay?”

“Sorry, you’re just… getting me so excited, Tony.” Cassie confessed as she not only softened the pull of her hand but actually started massaging his member in earnest. “I’m not sure if it’s the adrenaline; I’m still scared. But right now…” she paused, returning to look at him with a smile, “I can only think about you and your…”

“I know what you mean. I can barely… oh fuck.” Tony let out a moan when Cassie began stroking him. He returned the favor by fondling her huge rack, giving her something to enjoy. Much as they could tell they enjoyed feeling each other’s privates, however, one glance at their eyes said it all. Lust had hit them both so hard their eyes were positively glowing with want.

Tony was the first to make the move. He crouched, forcing Cassie’s hand out of his pants for the time being. He wanted to make his girl feel even better, kneeling in front of her as his hands traveled up her long legs. Disappearing under her skirt, Tony’s fingers became visible to him again alongside Cassie’s panties as he pulled them down.

Cassie gasped, her legs shaking a little when her boyfriend started pulling her uniform’s plaid skirt up, his head soon disappearing under it. She had to put a hand on the table to help steady her; even though he had yet to do anything. Simply feeling him sniff around always made her breathing accelerate, and now she knew he was going to do much more than simply rub her. Her excitement only grew as she brought her free hand up for her to take a whiff of Tony’s musk, still freshly clinging to her fingers. “Eat me out, Tony.”

Tony was excited at the prospect of finally going all the way with his girlfriend. All they had done up ‘til tonight had been heavy petting and foreplay at the very most; but that didn’t mean he wanted to skip it. The familiar scent of Cassie’s pussy was like an appetizer in and of itself; he wanted to taste it.

With his nose pressing up against Cassie’s Venusian mound, Tony’s mouth was meeting the exposed fleshy labia. He tentatively lashed his tongue about in a timid, swift motion. Tony repeated the maneuver once, listening to Cassie’s moans as a sign of her approval. Continuing his experiment, his fingers crept up her thighs, using his index and middle digits to press down on her vulva and hold it stretched out for easier access.

A hiss left Cassie’s mouth as she felt her genitals being toyed with. Tony was driving her crazy and he hadn’t even put his tongue anywhere near her vaginal entrance yet. She could feel herself growing moist and needy, her free hand dropping to fondle her hefty breast in order to further stimulate her nerves. “Do it, Tony. Eat me out!” she begged this time.

The guy certainly didn’t have to be told twice. His oral muscle seemed to move on its own as he strived to taste moisture trickling out between those folds. The dim light made it difficult for Tony to tell where everything on the woman’s genitals was with exactitude, but his eagerness compensated for his inexperience.

A familiar bump above where he had been licking led him to rediscover Cassie’s clitoris in the darkness. Her loudening moans were like a free pass for the wrestling team captain to continue, rolling that minuscule nub of pink flesh over his tongue to the sound of his girlfriend hissing.

Cassie couldn’t take it anymore. She was horny, the heat from the uppermost circle of Hell driving her actions. She pushed Tony away, not with the intention of stopping, but with the idea of sharing the wonderful feelings she had been experiencing thus far. “L-let’s do that thing, Tony…” she stammered in spite of her initial confidence, showing just how anxious she still was.

As they briefly separated, the young man took a seat on the floor by the table, his legs inadvertently spreading and showing off his bulge to Cassie. Still feeling lightheaded from the overload of feminine scents his nose had been assaulted with, Tony took a brief pause before all too well showing his tacit understanding of Cassie’s request.

The horny teenager girl stepped out of her panties which had been left at her ankles. She didn’t bother to undress, far too consumed with the sight of that crotch tent to allow for any more subtlety. Cassie straddled Tony first, the young man lying down on his back as she shifted and turned around, scooting back over his chest until his head was hidden by her nicely plump posterior. She felt secure once Tony almost possessively grabbed her by the hips, holding her steady yet with a harmless grip.

Topless Cassie leaned down from there, giving Tony’s manhood the freedom it deserved by fishing it out of his pants. With her elbows on the floor, Cassie bit her lips as she took a brief moment to admire the piece of meat in her hand. Even if she had already gotten past the initial shock of Tony’s size by now, seeing his rigid member at its full ten inch glory gave her pause every single time.

“This thing is going in me tonight,” Cassie thought to herself, her head on fire. Many doubts and fears manifested at once while she tried to keep a tight grip on Tony’s huge cock, but it was all blown away by the electric jolt generated by Tony resuming his eager licking. “Ahhh!” she cried out, her confidence returning by his dutiful gesture. “N-no cold feet now…” she murmured to herself while gently helping Tony’s balls out of their tight confines.

Cassie started by pumping the shaft up and down, leaning her face closer and closer to that rigid member until she could feel musk wafting in through her nostrils. The strong, masculine smell was now at least three times more powerful than when she had been sniffing off her hand earlier. It wasn’t simply turning her on; she could feel excess salivation in her mouth. She couldn’t help but lick her lips at the sight of her boyfriend’s dick.

Cassie could count the number of times she’d beaten Tony off in the hand which had done the deed. She was taking an important jump tonight, and yet the inviting smell was pushing her to do it beyond any doubt. As if shyly sampling a Popsicle whose wrapper had been advertising an exotic flavor she had never heard of, Cassie was wary at first. She used only the tip of her tongue to press up against her boyfriend’s meaty pole, accepting a taste she couldn’t yet describe.

“Th-thu-that’s good…” Tony gasped behind her, loud enough for her to hear even though his words were mostly muffled by her ass. It was hard to concentrate with her boyfriend eating her out, but Cassie was determined to make him squirm in pleasure.

Fighting through the new sensations, Cassie returned her tongue to Tony’s dick, this time thoroughly giving it a lick from base to tip. “So tangy… yet salty…” the virgin shivered, cheeks flushing with color as she was further encouraged to taste test. It wasn’t long before she was covering her boyfriend’s length top to bottom, twisting her face to get at the sides, evolving the once shy tongue-tip jabs into a full on tongue bath.

Tony was in heaven. This was the first time his dick was getting sucked off. Every nerve on his cock was being stimulated, causing that engorged phallus to almost jump in place. His own tongue was braving his girlfriend’s folds, coating the entrance with his sticky saliva. He was just as eager, but it wasn’t any easy to keep up with Cassie’s momentum. He could feel his tip bubbling up.

When Cassie saw the clear fluid she had become so familiarized with over the past few weeks gathering at Tony’s crown, she backed away. By now she could tell the difference between pre-seminal fluid and actual cum. A grin appeared on her face, “Getting him excited. What if I do this…?” she began to ponder, stretching herself forwards as much as her body allowed, letting go of Tony’s dick to replace her hand with the heft of her huge chest.

“Oohhh…! Cassie!” Tony could guess what had just happened; he wasn’t ignorant about his girlfriend’s exceptional endowments; her big tits were his favorite feature. The thought of her using them on his cock was enough to make him spurt out pre in large quantities, wetting Cassie’s cleavage with it.

“Don’t stop now, Tony!” Cassie called back at him, “I’m going to make you feel good too,” she sang out with a smirk, grasping her breasts to pull them apart before bringing them together around that eager rod. Both moaned in delight, Tony first as he felt that incomparable softness, with Cassie following suit as the energized Tony went back to feast on her womanhood.

Cassie found she had to grasp her tits harder and harder as the precum from Tony’s dick was making it slippery. Fortunately she was sufficiently top-heavy to ensure that fat rod was held in place for the most part, and soon enough she began to practice using that hefty boob sandwich as the improvised masturbation tool she had turned it into. She intently paid attention every time the dick tip showed whenever Cassie pulled her tits down over the shaft. A new strategy was forming in her brain.

The busty redhead had to lean down at an awkward angle, her face pushing as close as she could shove it to her own bust. When Tony’s dick emerged, she held the pose and opened her mouth, capturing the crown with her lips. She heard a muffled moan behind her. The coat of pre around the glans had only managed to turn the meat’s flavor even saltier, a flavor she was still shy to admit she was fast learning to appreciate.

Alternating between suckling and tit-fucking Tony, Cassie delivered an atomic onslaught of pleasure to her boyfriend. But Tony wasn’t slacking either, his tongue eagerly excavating the hole before him.

There was no hymen to contend with since they had already carelessly torn it during one of their more embarrassing experimentations weeks prior. Their virginity was highlighted by a lack of penetration alone. And yet fortunate situation only helped Tony explore to his heart’s content, making his girlfriend see flashes of blue and green whenever her eyes were closed.

The teens were invigorated by their ever swelling arousal, but they were fast approaching their limit. With a thorough licking, Tony was rewarded with a cascading deluge of sweetness which splashed his face. The boy’s balls had become swollen, fluid pumping from his prostrate to prepare a load.

They were used to Tony’s dick excessively producing semen during ejaculation, but this time he hadn’t even cum yet and he had thus far fired a couple of significant, sticky salvos at Cassie’s face. In the end, he didn’t fully get off. In their impatience, the couple allowed their primal instincts to take over and rid themselves of preparatory carnal rituals.

Before she knew it, Cassie found herself straddling the table next to them, her tits pancaking onto the surface as her boyfriend mounted her from behind. Tony was holding his girlfriend tightly by the hips, her desperate moans wordlessly telling him to hurry up. And while minutes before he had been a careful explorer of the female anatomy, all Tony cared about right now was burying his raging boner inside of that wet oasis.

With a single, heavy thrust, boy and girl lost their virginity at once. Fingers and small toys had prepared Cassie for penetration, but they had certainly been nowhere near as huge as Tony’s plunging rod. He was shoving himself in to the sound of Cassie’s whimpering moans, her fingers clawing at the old table as a way for her to hold on.

Even with no traditional cherry to pop, Cassie’s cunt was a tight, mostly unexplored passage. Tony was devastating it with every inch he pushed inside. And yet amidst the flaring pain, Cassie couldn’t bring herself to stop him because for every ounce of pain a pound of pleasure soon followed. With her limits tested, exceeded and redefined in mere seconds, Cassie couldn’t stop writhing in place and screaming.

“It’s so… so fucking tight…!” Tony grunted through clenched teeth. He didn’t want to hurt Cassie but something was pushing him to continue on. His meat sank further and further inside and the only reason he stopped was because there was enough physical resistance to reject any further entry. At that point, the excited teen pulled out three and a half inches only to eagerly thrust back in.

“Tony…! Yes! Mnnghaaah…!” trailed off Cassie as she squirmed in bliss. The pain was evaporating with each passing moment. She was melting, overwhelmed by every new sensation. “Fuck me, Tony! Fuck meee!”

Although initially private, the lewd concert of pleading, moaning and fleshy slapping portrayed by the lovers was not as clandestine as they had been hoping. Unbeknownst to the couple, an unseen voyeur was privy to every luscious detail of that encounter between genitals.

The entity’s presence was undetectable and yet it was everywhere in that basement, stirred awake by the young deflowered teenagers. An evil spirit by nature, its selfish and destructive desires had prompted its old summoners to seal it away, effectively banished to a different plane of existence and bound to the basement of that ancestral home.

Nourished by the sexual energy of young people fornicating in its vicinity, the creature had never managed to gather enough power to break through its bonds. But with the holy seal’s energy flow having been disrupted and such an eager pair of sexually charged partners, the entity was no longer bound. Its powers were only a facsimile of what it used to once proudly hold and it was too weak to manifest itself. It needed a proper vessel to channel its energies through.

Air grew heavier and heavier as the entity converged its dissipating energies above the couple. Whereas its affinity lied with women, the creature needed to test the potential of that red haired girl down below. The being resolved to instead use the male as his initial subject.

Tony was huffing; his shirt was drenched in sweat, most noticeably under the arms. His relentless thrusting had turned out to be quite the workout, his stamina being tested. He had been losing the battle and was ready to hit his peak when the entity descended upon him. Possession was harmless and near-instantaneous, but Tony could definitely feel a number of changes the second that ethereal creature invaded his body.

If Tony’s energy could’ve been measured as the occupied volume of a well, hardly a glass of water or two had been remaining until now. When the entity took hold, the well rapidly filled to the point of spilling and even flooding its surroundings. With renewed life, Tony began slamming himself in and out of Cassie with sheer brute force.

“Ahhh…!” Cassie was obviously the first to notice that initial change. She had only begun feeling comfortable with the already harsh humping. It felt like she had someone hammering away at her pussy now. “Tuh-Tony?!” she held onto the table in a futile attempt at stability, but her boyfriend’s grip was so strong now she was sliding over the table with every hump. “C-Cuh-Calm down! You’re being too rough, too…?” her voice cracked up, Cassie’s pupils shrinking as she witnessed an inhuman gaze coming from her boyfriend.

Cassie was dumbstruck all of a sudden. Tony had always had brown eyes but their usual soft color was gone, replaced with pitch black darkness. Black spread all over his sclera, turning his eyes into glossy, ebony beads. His short blonde hair grew in volume, darkening in the same way as his eyes had while turning spiky and messy at the top.

“C-Cah-Cassieee…!” Tony breathed out hard before gulping large amounts of air through the mouth as if his lungs were several sizes too large inside of him. It was then that the fearful Cassie saw how tight his shirt looked around his chest. His torso was swelling, pushing his pectorals out so much the buttons on his shirt were starting to shoot out one by one. Sleeves tightened around his growing biceps and triceps, fabric shredding around his enlarging muscles.

“Tony! Tony, what’s happening to you?!” Cassie yelled out in a panic, witnessing the strange transformation her boyfriend was going through. His body wasn’t simply growing more muscular; he was becoming bigger all over, Cassie could tell his shirt wasn’t only getting stretched out; it was riding up over his six-pack as it became way too small on his towering frame. He had to be six inches taller than usual! His pants were tearing around his beefy legs, his shoes and socks splitting around his swelling feet. Tony’s outfit was becoming a mess of torn fabric.

For Cassie, however, the more pressing matter was that just how his clothes were becoming too small to contain him, so was her poor pussy which had to deal with his growing cock. It already had been huge and she could already feel it stretching her insides out as it expanded in both girth and length at the same time. Cassie couldn’t believe what was happening. She tried yelling at him: “Tony! Stop it! Y-you’re too big! You’re getting bigger, oh God…!” Her hands went over her stomach, easily able to tell where his foot-long-and-growing was.

“Cassie…!” Tony roared in pleasure, turning into a bodybuilder’s dream with vascular biceps the size of his own head. His pectorals jutted out like perfect slabs of beef, heading the chiseled wall of abdominal muscle which had added a new row of rock solid packs to further heighten his excessive masculinity. The young man's testicles hung low, his scrotum being stretched as each orb seemed to inflate like a balloon, attaining the size of grapefruits that rested atop his incredibly muscled thighs. “S-so tight…” he grunted, feeling his cock growing inside of his petite partner.

Tony’s dick was becoming far too large. Even as he stretched taller his penis was growing severely out of proportion with the rest of him. By the time he stopped ascending in height to 8ft. tall, that monstrous erection was clearing two feet in length already and was no thinner than one of his wrists. His concerns for Cassie seemed to have melted away, all he could do was moan out her name in need as he pushed more and more ‘til the tip couldn’t be stopped by Cassie’s cervix any longer. Her overly stuffed vagina became just the first of two holes Tony’s beastly spire violated, and her untainted womb was forced to accommodate that obscenely big invader.

“Oh Guh-God… aahhh…” Cassie sputtered, feeling her guts being pressed up by the insanely big cock. She could hardly do much else, lacking the air to properly breathe. She felt fortunate enough for still being alive, but she was now little more than a fuck doll to that muscle bound giant behind her.

And that giant was still going through changes. Tony cried out as a searing pain in his head made him growl with a warping voice. “CUH-CASSIE…!” his voice reverberated several octaves too low, his original tone echoing behind the new, deeper bass. Bone spikes emerging from Tony’s forehead revealed to be the source of his discomfort. One appeared at each side of his head, growing longer and longer until they began to curl halfway through, the shafts turned ridged like a ram’s horns.

Bone cracked, skin stretched, muscles popped; Tony’s head was changing further. Pain continued to shoot through Tony’s face next, his face contorting and swelling out. His nose flattened against his skull, flesh and bone collapsing until what seemed to be a big closed accordion was left in front of his face. His teeth grew in size, all of them turning sharp as knives except for the lower canines which grew several dozen times their original size. His jaw expanded to supply the necessary space for his new tusk-like lower canines.

His body was next. With his tattered clothes having fallen off for the most part it was easy to see that the skin of the young man turned monster had lost all color, first becoming pale, and then blue. Like food coloring spreading in water, the new skin color splashed Tony from the center to the rest of his being, making him a midnight blue creature.

The small toe in each of his feet thickened as the other pairs seemed to meld into a large stubby claw. His hands underwent a similar change, but he was left with four clawed, bigger mitts instead. And yet throughout the entire demonic transformation, the monster that used to be Tony had wasted not a precious second humping his cock socket.

The creature was still going, that arm-length dick still managing to avoid tearing the poor girl apart. Pre seed was pouring out from the smallest of crevices between the demon’s dick and Cassie’s heavily abused pussy. But just as Tony had been ready to fire before the possession took place, the monster’s climax wasn’t any farther away. And when it came, it came hard.

“CASSANDRAAAAAAAA…!” the immense demon didn’t stop humping even as he climaxed. His echoing, warped voice was so deep, so powerful that each sonorous wave ejected from his porcine maw caused the entire basement to shake and heavily quake.

Tony’s swollen nuts had become chambers for his semen. Through sex-crazed bellows, he started unleashing an obscene flash flood of cum inside of Cassie, which woke her up from her stupor. “Ohhh… ohhh! Ohhh! Oh Gooooood…!” the highschooler girl screamed out in a panic as she felt the impact of cum blasting against her poor womb. Instead of being rejected like the excess pre until now, the sheer liquid volume had no other place to go thanks to the constant pressure and thus pushed up instead of down.

Defying each and all concepts of biology, the disastrous amounts of jizz being forced into Cassie did not kill her either. Just like with Tony’s extremely big dick, her body appeared to stretch in accordance to the needed capacity. Her stomach began to push out as her womb became excessively replete. Her body started to be pushed up by her distending gut. However, the deposits were simply too much for Cassie’s body to settle with simply blimping out. When she caught sight of her tits beginning to swell and stretch over the table as if competing with her inflating mid-section, Cassie’s overloaded brain had finally had too much. She was left an unconscious, filling cum balloon.

Linked with Cassie’s increasingly swelling, rotund form, Tony’s body began to grow again in order to keep up with his cum-dump’s dimensions. Cloth tatters which stubbornly attempted to cling to Tony’s massive body were finally decimated by his ascending bulk, leaving the naked giant completely in the nude. He doubled his size in mere moments as Cassie became a cum balloon with gargantuan breasts attached to it.

Cassie herself had gotten buried between her gut and tits at that point, even the sturdy stone table failing to contain her. Minutes went by with Tony releasing more and more spooge inside of that poor girl, her round body knocking into other tables, harmlessly crushing candleholders and their candles alike.

And Tony simply continued getting taller, more massive, stronger, even more hung. He was growing much faster than Cassie was getting inflated, but her body had become the perfect receptacle for his seed. It wasn’t long before his horns started scratching against the ceiling and he was forced to bend down, humping and ejaculating the horrendously taut, wobbling mass that was his girlfriend.

By the 30ft. tall mark, Tony’s muscular back was mere inches shy away from the ceiling, and still he mercilessly rode Cassie. It was looking like they were going to fill out the deep secret basement at the rate they were going. But then, Tony began to grunt in discomfort. His whole body started shuddering in a different way from before. The growth had been too much too quick.

His muscles bulged out unevenly, his skin starting to tear as a grey, blobby substance began to emerge from the gashes. The blue demon’s growth suddenly accelerated and a noise akin to rubber stretching began to fill the basement. An explosion followed with the cum blimp that was Cassie being sent flying into a wall.

Tony was gone. The walls, the ceiling and the floor had been painted with that same grey goo which had been escaping the blue demon. Not a trace of flesh, bone or blood could be seen. But the sticky goop squirmed as if alive like disturbingly jiggly ooze. Then all of a sudden, the squirming stopped.

The strange ectoplasm began dripping, or more accurately, it started bundling up and stretching out, taking the shape of thick and long tendrils. Each one of the grey tentacles twisted and started heading towards the morbidly inflated Cassie before penetrating every available hole in her titanic form.

Getting filled by the tendrils, Cassie’s body had no other choice but to further grow in order to contain additional mass. But the basement was certainly unprepared for the rampant expansion that ensued. Her gut was already so big it was over 20ft. tall from floor to ceiling and even with the band aid of her growing to the sides, she ran out of space very fast. The tentacles didn’t care and continued pumping the poor human girl full of ectoplasm, inflating her more and more and more. It wasn’t long before the basement started to crumble before that monstrous growth.

Cassie’s gut continued to shoot upwards, crashing past stone, concrete and wood alike. Her flesh began to spill up into the bottom floor, but that titanic stomach could not be stopped. Cassie grew into the second floor next, rooms being decimated, demolished and destroyed by that growing flesh balloon. The rampant expansion only slowed down when the Crowley Place’s third floor was filled up with the unconscious cum blimp.

By sheer miracle alone, the outer structure of the house was what survived Cassie’s awesome expansion, effectively turning it into a container for her. But Cassie wasn’t going to remain hopelessly trapped and effectively immobilized; those weren’t the plans of the entity which had jumped into her body.

Just as suddenly as Cassie had become pinned under the largest human gut in history, her body began to deflate. She shrank, her proportions regularizing until she was back to normal. A grey wind gust picked her up from the floor, and as if by art of magic she vanished from the Crowley place.

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When Cassie opened her eyes, she was surprised to find herself on the floor of her bedroom at home. “What’s… ohhh my head.” Realizing she sat up too fast, Cassie held her pounding head and clenched her eyes shut. “Hurts so much, I think I need an aspirin…” she paused, opening the eye her hand wasn’t covering. Her blurry vision took a second to adjust to her surroundings. As Cassie began to reach over to her nightstand, however, she took note of her arm brushing along her sizable bust, knocking her naked breasts into each other and making them wobble freely.

“Where are my clothes?” the confused girl groaned, realizing her curvy body was completely in the nude. “What happened last night…?”

She couldn’t tell why her memories of the previous night were hazy. After taking an aspirin for her headache, she wobbled back to her feet and swiped her phone off the floor. “Ahh! It’s 8:35 already! I’m gonna be late to school…!” Cassie thought she’d gradually try to get things in order while she attempted to collect her thoughts, but her pressing schedule was telling her to hurry, so she grabbed a spare change of clothes and jumped into the shower. After a swift breakfast, she was on her way to class.

Fortunately, the last bus heading to her school had a busy line of late commuters. Finally on the road, the young girl tried to rake her brain for answers while sitting at the back of the bus. “Wasn’t I… meeting Tony at the Crowley Place…? That was yesterday. We decided it early...” she brought up her text exchange with her boyfriend, their last message marked 9:03pm.

“Wait for you @ home!” with a red kiss sandwiched by two smooching emojis, sent by Cassie.

Cassie frowned. She couldn’t remember anything past that time. “Did he never show? I was really looking forwards to it…” she mused to herself, disappointed. Cassie hastily typed an inquiry for Tony, but she quickly deleted it and pressed her phone under her chin. “Mmm, I’ll ask him directly.”

But Cassie never did find her absent boyfriend that day. They had different classes, but she knew where they were and she found out he had missed them all according to his teachers. Around noon, Cassie tried to call Tony, but she got no response.

Unsatisfied, Cassie tried digging up more information by asking around. Very few people actually knew she and Tony had been going out since she was keeping it a secret she planned on doing the Crowley Place challenge until the deed was done. The one friend of Tony she actually knew speculated he might have left town for an early break. “Right, we got St. Julius’ Week after the weekend...” Cassie huffed while staring at her phone out at the courtyard, finally on her own. Glaring at Tony’s handsome profile picture on the chat app, she yelled inwards while stomping her foot down. “I can’t believe he stood me up like this!”

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A barely filled moon was gently cradled over clear skies that night. Cassie had returned home late, staying after hours to get all spending records for the upcoming school events in order. Comparing notes with different class treasurers ate away a lot of her time, and even though she loved the job, that day she wasn’t feeling it.

She was cooking dinner in her school outfit as a result, barely holding any interest to do much more than boil some water for a quick mac and cheese. After draining the pasta, she whipped up the instant cheese sauce from the package and felt herself perk up at the rich scent of macaroni mixing with thick, flavorful sauce. It was enough to invigorate her.

Cassie was forgetting her troubles, her eyes closing as she just focused on the delicious aroma of simple homemade food. Her swelling appetite encouraged her so much her tongue began to loll out of her mouth, hanging limp for a few moments before it continued to stretch downwards. Her oral muscle grew so long it hovered above the steaming bowl of pasta and inevitably got burnt by the hot food.

“Deeeoowch!” a freaked out, pained Cassie jolted up as her tongue was burnt. “Whot duh…?!” Cassie’s eyes became paralyzed as she saw her couple of feet long tongue whip up, smacking her on the face. “Muh-tonng…! Ahh!”

The confused young woman started pacing backwards, so utterly astonished the slimy blow against her own countenance had barely registered. Cassie was trying to set some distance between her amazingly huge tongue and herself.

Cassie realized she needed help, but speaking was extremely difficult. The slick muscle had almost doubled in width, forcing her mouth to not only stay open but also stretch out considerably, her jaw already feeling numb. She couldn’t even believe what she was seeing, so she wasn’t sure anyone else would believe her if she called for help. Cassie was so distracted walking backwards that she didn’t realize the wall was there until she bumped into it with her back.

The way her tongue curled and bent at the middle was reminiscent of a serpent. Cassie could see it squirm and wiggle like the muscular coils of a rattlesnake but what truly put fear in her was how she seemed to have lost all control of it. And then to make matters worse, her tongue wasn’t done changing.

The thick pink muscle started to bulge out all of a sudden, further filling the poor girl’s mouth until she inevitably had her teeth press down on it involuntarily. Cassie’s hands flew up to her face but she was horrified to find there was nothing she could do. She tried grabbing her grotesquely oversized tongue right outside her mouth in an attempt to shove it in, but the slick organ was far too heavy for her to manipulate easily. And it was only growing longer.

Cassie could only watch as her tongue elongated beyond the length of her own arms becoming longer than her limbs by a factor of three. She saw her tongue curl several times, the tip always pointing at her in the end as if it was looking straight at her.

In an unexpected development, Cassie’s tongue began to throb and vibrate all over. She saw gashes forming on her tongue, two of them running up at the foot mark and ending at the very tip. Flesh separated at those fissures, splitting the tongue into three near-equal segments. While her heart was racing at the horrifying sight, Cassie had to admit she wasn’t feeling any pain, but she still couldn’t hold back a scream: “GYYYAAAAAAAAAH!”

As if spurned by the vibrations of her loud voice, Cassie’s split tongues began to squirm and slither in the air, whipping the air like a flagellation tool. Before Cassie could even think of running away from her own tongue however, the middle tendril bent down and lunged at her skirt. Cassie had but a moment to realize what was going on before she could taste the fabric of her uniform’s plaid skirt and later her underwear.

“Nnnaah! Nnaaahh!” Hysterical Cassie jumped to action and attempted to seize the offending organ, but before she could so much as graze the tip of her digits over her mutilated tongue, the remaining separated tendrils lashed around her wrists, gluing her arms against the wall. The situation grew worse as, now unimpeded, the middle tongue hooked onto Cassie’s panties and began to pull them down. Without the grace of hands, the tendril pulled so hard that Cassie’s underwear was hopelessly torn off her legs. With no more obstacles in the way, the clumsy middle tongue wasted no time in licking at her vulva.

It was a surreal experience. Cassie had been bound by her own, monstrously transformed tongue, and part of it was caressing her own folds. She could taste every last inch of womanhood as she licked herself. The young girl had been about to break down and cry before pleasure started washing her away.

“This is wrong.” She told herself. “This can’t be happening. I’m dreaming. I must be dreaming! I have to be…!” Cassie struggled. It was all she could do to remain sane. But as her tongue delighted her with oral stimulation the likes of which she had only thought possible to receive from a man, sanity seemed to fade into the background.

Cassie had never once fantasized about potentially licking her own cunt. Now that it was happening, she could certainly appreciate the idea of why this sort of foreplay was so popular. She wasn’t just experiencing on the receiving end, but also giving it to herself now.

Little by little, it stopped mattering to Cassie whether she could control her own tongue or not anymore. Her labia were puffing out, the swollen folds inviting her to continue. Going from bulged out orbs to half-lidded, her eyes and her expression softened.

Cassie went limp against the wall, slowly sliding down onto the floor as her tongue worked its magic circling around her cunt. Every delicate move was just the way she wanted it to be, becoming more intense around the clitoris while tugging on her fleshy labia. She stopped fighting the odd situation in order to enjoy it to its full extent.

The moment Cassie stopped resisting her middle tongue went to work, spreading her vaginal opening in order to invade her depths. Moans of delight escaped the weak highschool student who squirmed and jerked her body every time electrical tingles of pleasure exploded from her loins. Her wrists were released by the left and right tongues finally, each going up her clothes in order to tear her button up shirt open.

Each tongue by default a clumsy operator responding to Cassie’s need for stimulation. As a result, after destroying her shirt, they hooked around her bra straps before violently ripping it off their owner. Those spectacularly huge breasts bounced free, their jiggling stopped as each of the side tongues coiled around one orb. Cassie moaned in delight as her tongues squeezed her boobs down, the tips resting against and rubbing over her nipples.

The young woman didn’t even need to move. Cassie’s eyes had glazed over as she stared at the ceiling. She was little more than an empty shell, her spirit having ascended to heavenly pleasure as her beastly triple tongue stimulated her. Drool cascaded over her stretched lips; Cassie’s mind was gone.

Fortunately, all the functions necessary to operate had not been lost for the tendril trio. The middle tongue excavated as far as it could go before finding a comfortable stopping point. When it was done penetrating, it began to move back and forth, fucking Cassie’s vagina with piston-like force. The tongues at Cassie’s breasts squeezed harder, fondling and toying with her mammaries without regard for their youthful tenderness. Their tips constantly prodded at Cassie’s nipples, pressing down, licking, taking minute stabs until they actually began to push inside.

Cassie screamed in absolute bliss when the tiny ducts inside her nipples were penetrates by her new tongues. She could feel the diminutive fleshy holes painfully stretching before they were filled by her eager tongues, her whole body shuddering as cum sprayed past her middle tongue. She couldn’t take it for much longer. Between the burning sensation in her breasts as her tongues invaded them and her middle tongue fucking her harder than she had ever dared with her own fingers, the girl was lost amidst an intense storm of overstimulation.

She lost count of how many orgasms she had. Eventually, her nipples became holes for her tongues to fuck as well. Cassie couldn’t tell when exactly the lost consciousness, but she was definitely convinced she beat plain old mac ‘n cheese.

And yet, even while she was asleep, the hours continued to pass, her body incessantly ravaged by those relentless, oversized tongues. By the time the moon in the sky announced midnight, Cassie’s tongues finally seemed to have found satisfaction and began to pull out. They pulled all the way back, merging back into a single tongue which shrank all the way back into the sleeping beauty’s normalizing mouth.

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It was early Saturday when Cassie finally came to. She woke up in a puddle of her own juices and the first thing she saw was her torn, soaked panties between her legs. The redhead held her head as she again woke up with a mild headache, realizing her shirt had been split open and her bra destroyed. “What’s going on…?” she asked no one in particular. The young woman slowly got up to her feet, picking her broken underwear up and making a face at the mess she had made. “Mom would kill me if she saw this. God, I must’ve been horny as hell last night…!”

Try as she might, Cassie couldn’t remember details of the previous night. All she remembered was burning her tongue on some hot pasta and then tasting something irresistibly sweet before fog engulfed her memories. “Head hurts a little, but I took medicine yesterday… maybe that’s why I conked out so bad? I shouldn’t take more aspirins.” Resolving to take it easy, Cassie spent that morning cleaning the kitchen floor.

Since she had a 9 day long vacation, she decided to enjoy the rest of the day off after a relaxing shower. Cassie considered herself a reader and with college entrance exams keeping her busy with research material she had several novels to catch up with. Books were the best way to lose one’s mind to fantasy, after all.

Before she knew it, it was night again. The sun had fallen and a slightly more waxed moon hung over the dark blue skies. Cassie found herself at her father’s study, a tall room on the second floor of their house. The place was decked with three bookcases on each wall sandwiching a comparatively small work desk.

Cassie had been absorbed into a particularly fiery chapter from a romance novel when natural light started to be insufficient for her eyes to keep up. Setting her book down by her favorite reading cushion, she got up on her feet and began walking over to the light switch on the left wall. Only a couple inches away from the switch her finger paused in mid-air, stopped by a peculiar sensation on her chest. “Nnnghh… it feels warm all of a sudden. No, it’s hot. It’s really hot…!”

Before Cassie could take her t-shirt off, her hands came to a stop when she started to notice how particularly stretched-out the fabric looked. Eyes widened in shock when she realized her bosom appeared several cup sizes too large. “This can’t be right. My shirt didn’t look shrunk when I put it on earlier today…!”

It was no secret Cassie’s rack was quite the eye catcher. Her figure was known to fill out every outfit quite nicely. More than one of her classmates was jealous Cassie could maintain a small waist with breasts that clearly looked too large on her petite frame. And yet right now, even Cassie was alarmed by how disproportionately huge her bust looked.

Fortunately, Cassie had never had major trouble finding the upper sizes of bras. She traditionally preferred loose clothes, so her shock was understandable: Her bra felt far too tight and her shirt was riding above her bellybutton. Each of Cassie’s melons had inflated to dimensions comparable to soccer balls, the fabric of her shirt taut and tense. “Why are they so big? G-God, my boobs are gigantic!”

Scarcely believing the crazy development, the overly busty young woman started to consider how apt the phrase “too much of a good thing” was to describe her right now. Cassie struggled to even hold each breast up in her hands. They looked like helium inflated balloons in her shirt, and yet she couldn’t help but moan once her fingers started to sink against the malleable, soft flesh she was so familiar with. “Nnnghh… they so much more sensitive now, too. This isn’t normal, I need to…”

Before Cassie could finish her train of thought however, a pleasant tingle spread from her core to her enhanced bust. The sensation traveled across all of that mammary fat to the very tip of her nipples. And then with a powerful surge, her chest pushed out forwards, causing Cassie to nearly let out a scream. The once taut fabric of her white shirt quickly began to tear, busting loose at the seams.

Cassie’s boobs grew bigger, and bigger, and then bigger some more, nearly doubling their size in an instant. The shirt was shredded and her bra straps snapped by the increasing amount of mass. Cassie’s bra flew forwards from the inertia, one of the straps hitting the light switch as her tits surged into the wall.

“Ohhhh! F-fuck! S-stop! Stop…!” Cassie begged her monstrously engorged tits. She could see her lower vision being compromised by her incessantly swelling rack, her arms soon becoming invisible as the sides of her tits overtook her limbs. Her shirt dangerously stretched to the point of no return by the advancing breasts, white fabric peeling off her increasingly huger bosoms.

With those monstrous tits already hanging low enough for Cassie to feel them at her belly, their unrealistic weight began to cause discomfort to the poor girl’s legs. Her calves were burning simply by attempting to remain standing with all that extra thickness. “Ahhh!” a squeak left Cassie’s mouth as her legs finally gave to the immense heft. She was knocked down by her mammoth tits as they pushed off the wall.

When Cassie landed on her back, she was fortunate enough to avoid banging her head on the floor. Unfortunately, she was now pinned down by her own jumbo tits. Each one of Cassie’s breasts was the size of her torso at this point, and they continued to tingle and wobble larger with every passing second. Her pink areolae had expanded in proportion to all that breast flesh, leaving Cassie with nipples just shy of the size of her own head each.

“Oh God, why does this feel so good…?” It wasn’t merely the additional sensitivity she was feeling. Cassie was being driven insane by the feeling of expansion. The strange situation reminded her of one time she had found a gif online involving a cartoon girl’s breasts bloating out much like hers were. Looking back, she had found amusement in the girl’s predicament but she had also felt arousal over the same principle; a principle currently affecting herself.

“Th-thu-they’re getting s-so…” Cassie trailed off, desperate to get off, but she was physically pinned down by her expanding bosom, “…so huge…!” she moaned out loud, feeling release in the least expected of places: her nipples. Throughout the continuous process of growth, Cassie had been feeling an additional, equally alien sensation. Initially she had thought the ever increasing tingle on her nipples was due to her flesh stretching and expanding but the very tips of her nubs had come rock solid and had been throbbing until now.

Cassie was moaning her head off because her nipples had just squirted.

The sheer size of the girl’s tits had altered the way her breasts worked. Cassie was far from being pregnant, but her oversized teats were spraying the wall with creamy liquid. “Ahhh…! I’m making milk! I’m lactating…! Haaaa…!” she gasped, her pupils almost shrinking out of existence as she widened her eyes. Beyond the ludicrous amount of cleavage in her way, Cassie could see the wall and ceiling in her father’s study dripping with sweet scented breast milk. “Hahaha…!”

Cassie’s laughter and her moans of bliss were interrupted when her still billowing boobs grew so much the wall started pushing back, covering her face in tit. The poor girl could do little more than squirm under all that milky weight, but her mighty bust didn’t seem interested in stopping.

More and more, the giant lactating mammaries continued to fill up, milk pouring out of Cassie’s massive nipples by the gallon. Cassie utterly disappeared underneath her humongous rack as it took over the space in the study. Old and new books alike were ruined by the rising levels of dairy as the heft of those rising orbs crashed into and knocked bookcases over.

As the hours trickled on and the study was submerged in milk and boob fat, Cassie’s half-conscious body jerked and convulsed, achieving hands-free orgasms simply because of her lactation and growth. The books, the furniture, the walls; everything that pressed up against her tits was crushed and that sensation of being far too large for the room intoxicated Cassie. She came so hard so many times that by midnight she couldn’t hang on to wakefulness any longer.

And yet, even though the weight of those massive tits should have crushed her, her body seemed to endure still. Before she could drown in a pool of her own milk, the liquid seemed to seep into her skin, absorbed into her titanic breasts. The entity could not have its host die.

Gradually, Cassie went back to normal, her headlights normalizing once the last drop of milk had been sucked up. It wasn’t until much later that she woke up from a cozy sleep on the strangely humid floor of her father’s study. There was a mess of books, the furniture knocked over or broken, and she had been left sitting there with another destroyed shirt.

“I’m… so glad I don’t have to be anywhere today,” the redhead gulped, glancing down at her big breasts with a wry smile. It was going to be another long cleaning day.

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By the time Cassie finished her chores that Sunday, it was already sundown. Her father’s study looked squeaky clean, but she didn’t have any proper replacements for most of the ruined furniture. A faint sweet smell lingered in the room, which Cassie decided to air out for the rest of the night.

Thinking back to the previous night, even though she could somewhat remember the moment when her shirt practically exploded, Cassie still couldn’t believe it. Not a hair on her person had been harmed even though she remembered having been pinned under enough breast flesh to struggle breathing.

And yet, even with the fragmented memories their common denominator continued to hound her thoughts: Growth, expansion, enlargement. Cassie bit her lips as she tried to recall that sensation which she couldn’t put into words. It was easy to picture already big chest being even bigger, but the desire to experience the process of her size increasing was something the young woman was still trying to figure out.

As her mind wandered, the exhausted Cassie made her way downstairs to the living room. She absentmindedly prepared and ate a sandwich, too exhausted to cook anything more elaborate. “My head is a mess…” Cassie admitted while washing her snack down with a tall glass of crystal soda. All she wanted was to sit down, so she began making her way over to the living room.

“Could catch up on the news,” Cassie pondered, glancing back at the large wall mounted HDTV across from the couch. She sat down and let out a sigh, reaching over for the remote. “Keep my mind off…” her sentence trailed off. She was interrupted by a grunt hissing up along her throat. Cassie felt unfamiliar tightness coming from her blue jeans, but she chalked it up to bad positioning. She decided to shift her seating, lying down on her hips while stretching her legs along the cushions.

Sunday news weren’t anything of note that night. The anchor’s plain looking face didn’t help the fact Cassie’s mind continued to wander to the hazy events of the previous two nights. At first she couldn’t tell, but Cassie’s hips were looking increasingly snug against her clothes. Her thighs were plumping up ever so slowly, prompting Cassie to distractedly pat her sides and scratch her lap. Inevitably she began to feel extra weight atop her folded legs as her buttocks started spreading out.

The sound of denim stretching snatched Cassie’s attention. She looked down at her expanding lower body in disbelief, watching intently as she gained additional inches to her hips measurement. “A-again…?” the stutters were half-hearted, almost as if tired. Cassie had been subconsciously fighting that lovely tingling sensation localized entirely within her swelling sides, but she couldn’t do it anymore. She was being gradually overwhelmed once again.

Undersized undergarments quickly became an issue for a moaning Cassie. Even though her legs hadn’t been changing, the extra width of her pelvic area combined with a steady gain of mass had left her with panties constantly wedging into her. She hissed again, her hands sliding up and down on her lap. There was no intention of undressing; she had to confirm the sensation of her flesh pushing out against her fingers.

She was already several inches wider. Jeans she proudly wore in order to bring out her lovely tight butt were now struggling to contain gluts which had grown out to thick globular shapes. The proportions of Cassie’s thigh muscles were shifting in favor of supporting her increasingly fatter posterior, but also adjusting to her swelling hips.

The sound of damaged denim became apparent as Cassie grew. She bit her lips in anticipation as her fingers sank into her thighs. She couldn’t resist the pleasure of expanding, but external physical stimulus wasn’t lacking at all. The young woman could feel her underwear slipping into her ever deepening crack, the waistband’s elasticity being tested as her sides continued to flare out. Inevitably, the tug at the back sent Cassie’s panties up against her vulva, the fabric thinning out as it was captured by her labia.

Cassie was being stimulated by her several sizes too small panties now. This paralyzed her. On the one hand she wanted to allow the growth of her ass and hips to run its course; overjoyed at all the noises she was hearing. On the other, she wanted to furiously masturbate now.

As denim split open at the seams of her jeans, Cassie’s laments melted away when she felt her panties digging deep into her cunt. She was caught unawares by the sudden pull, realizing too late pelvic region was now twice its original size. “Ahhh…!” she cried out, involuntarily jerking her body which only made the excessively stretched panties grind against her privates. Before she knew it, Cassie found herself humping the air, the couch groaning under the weight of her heaving bubble butt.

Jolts of pure delight stimulated Cassie as she rode her tightening panties. Her moans escalated in volume, her hands reaching around to grope at her billowing rear which threatened to shred through her jeans. A growing dark spot on her crotch indicated she was squirting already; Cassie was desperate for release. She squeezed her inflating ‘cheeks, each already twice the size of her head. Screams of utter bliss announced her orgasmic climaxes.

And then, as if a switch had been flipped all too suddenly, Cassie’s hips began to throb. Her lower body looked like it was pulsing like a bomb ready to explode. What exploded, however, were her sides. “Ohhhhhh…!” a long drawn out moan escaped the student’s youthful lips as her ass tore through her pants. Her hips flared out several times their already magnified amplitude, her hands being pushed away by the immensity of her enlarging buttocks.

The snap of Cassie’s panties came from their splitting waistband but the rubbery noise of expanding mass drowned it out. Cassie felt momentary relief when her panties stopped digging into her. As her now naked ass pushed through the devastated denim, though, only a comically undersized waistband could be seen before it slipped into her ass crack, which had swallowed everything else. Jeans shredded around Cassie’s bloating thighs, bursting apart over her expanding lap. The thigh gap she had once been so proud of was not only gone, the bulk of her upper legs had suppressed all sight of her pussy.

Cassie was panting, unable to help giving her monstrously huge ass a spank with each palm. The ensuing wobbles could’ve put thong models to absolute shame. The rippling of growing flesh was hypnotic; Cassie’s pear-like shape a mesmerizing sight on its own right. And yet she was hardly done growing. The spank only seemed to encourage her body’s growth.

It wasn’t long before even the couch started protest, its springs groaning as Cassie’s enormous booty continued to inflate. “Getting bigger… s-suh-so big…!” she cried out, scared and aroused at the same time. That fat ass was rapidly expanding, threatening to take over an extra cushion on each side, but soon it was growing up against the back of the couch as well, spreading all over as poor Cassie was pushed up higher and higher by her own posterior.

The extremely bottom heavy woman could see her excessively thick thighs rubbing together, moist with her juices. Cassie couldn’t lower her own arousal; this was making her horny. Her ass was so big now she was taking over the entire couch that could’ve comfortably fit her family of three and then some! It was surreal, and yet she couldn’t deny the pleasure of feeling her body taking up more and more space, overtaking the couch until it was completely and utterly buried under her jiggly rump.

Swelling ever bigger, Cassie’s supersized gluts finally crushed the couch underneath. The sense of relief the girl felt was something she could not properly describe. She could feel fluff, wood, plastic, metal; all of it poking her extra thick ass in ways that should have hurt her, but could do little more than further stimulate her.

Cassie’s pussy squirted out again and again as her hips continued to widen. She was more ass than woman, her hips at least twice as wide as she was tall on each side. And still she grew, still her ass continued to expand! Her comparatively tiny legs were propped over her butt, the disproportionate swelling causing her to lose her balance until she was knocked on her back to rest on her giant ass. “This is nuts! This is crazy…! Ahhhhh… AHHHH!”

Bigger, rounder, wider. Cassie couldn’t stop it. She didn’t want it to stop. Her ass slid across the living room floor as it filled out, pushing her up higher, closer to the ceiling. Each cheek exceeded the size of her own body by a factor of four and there was no end in sight, it seemed. Soon, the living room ran out of space as the obscenely gargantuan ass grew into the walls, violently smashing into them. There was no stopping that booty.

It was at the height of midnight when Cassie was finally smothered into the ceiling, but her consciousness had long since faded after experiencing a multitude of orgasms she had lost count of.

On the first morning of St. Julius’ Week, a discombobulated but normalized Cassie woke up to the startling sight of her half-naked lower body. When she sat up on the cold, cracked wooden floor, she witnessed her juicy cunt being stroked by the cool morning air. Her panties were gone, and what remained of her jeans only covered up to her knees.

One glance at her surroundings and Cassie’s heart sunk. She could see the cracks in the walls, and the worst part was that she remembered feeling exactly when she generated them. Her mind raced as she looked at the decimated couch, the knocked over TV. She hyperventilated, fear gripping her heart. She had to get help; she couldn’t let this continue as it was.

And then, all of a sudden, she calmed down. Her breathing regularized, the sweat in her palms almost evaporating in an instant. Cassie stood up, went up to the kitchen and got started on breakfast. “Mmm, I should go out and get ingredients for a quiche. Still need to get better at that recipe!”

The cracks in the living room walls were still there. Neither that nor the remains of the destroyed couch or the knocked down TV seemed to matter to her, however. In Cassie’s mind, there was nothing wrong with that picture.

And that’s just how her uninvited guest liked it.

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It was the first time Cassie had the house all to herself for an extended period of time. With her parents still gone and school being over for a whole week, she was listless. Cassie could swear she had made plans with someone, but she couldn’t find her phone anywhere to check. Still, it wasn’t like she had any interest in going out other than to get more food.

Between multiple failed attempts at cooking quiche, Cassie’s day came to a close in an uneventful note. Her mind was elsewhere, she couldn’t focus on anything much less following a recipe’s instructions. All she could think about was how badly she wanted to play with herself.

The waxing crescent started hovering above the city of Desfalls, offering plenty of natural light to the suburban area where Cassie’s family lived. Cassie had dressed in her jammies after trying to cool her inner fire with a cold shower, but her loins were an inferno of lust that evening.

The redhead had been masturbating ever since dusk. Her bed covers were stained with her juices, her legs spread over the mattress as two of her fingers flew in and out of her swollen, reddish twat. Cassie couldn’t stop herself. Her hormones seemed to have gone out of whack as no matter how many times she came, her juices would continue to flow and the need for pleasure returned with ever greater intensity.

Cassie kept two vibrators discreetly put away in her room, one standard size with the other being of slightly larger length and girth. The only reason she hadn’t been using was because she had so roughly inserted them inside of her ravenous cunt that they had been utterly destroyed. Her desperation only getting worse, Cassie resolved to fuck her cunt even harder by adding even more fingers.

But it didn’t matter if she used three or four fingers. Her pussy simply stretched to accommodate and greedily suckled on her wet, naturally lubricated digits. Cassie was having trouble bringing herself to climax as a result, unable to keep up with herself. “Need to cum…” she panted, starting to growl in frustration. Her four fingers vacated the abused love hole and clenched, Cassie forming a fist. She was tired of tweaking her clitoris, of pinching her labia; simply finger fucking herself wasn’t enough anymore. She wanted her whole fist up her cunt.

Before the lust-addled girl could go through with her insane plan however, she was stopped by her left hand suddenly jerking skyward. Cassie’s eyes bulged out they fixated on her hand suddenly growing beyond the wrist. Her palm, knuckles, fingers and nails swelled on their own, shocking Cassie into coming to a full stop with her ministrations down below.

The freaky sight gave Cassie pause. Her left hand expanding to the point she was convinced she could wrap her entire head in that oversized mitt had left her speechless. But there was no catching a break for the poor girl. Silence broke with a helpless squeak as the nails at the tip of each of her left digits burst apart.

Cassie could only watch as her fingertips bloated thicker and bigger, growing redder and throbbing before muscle started to tear out, showing through the skin. The bloodless growth soon showed to be her bones and flesh elongating, having started growing out of her skin. Bone stretched for six inches past the broken tips before all but the very ends were engulfed in dark, pulsating flesh. The frightened girl’s mutating fingers curled like claws.

Again, Cassie was at a loss for words. Her brain turned on, unable to comprehend. All she could process was the fear of her menacing clawed hand somehow hurting her. But before she could further worry, a sharp throbbing in the rest of her left arm gave Cassie even more than she had bargained for when she saw her hand become the biggest mitt on Earth.

The limb began to grow, as if catching up with Cassie’s malformed claw. Muscle tissue rapidly developed under the skin, which began to crack and fissure all over. The long sleeves at her top began to strain as the additional bulk pushed it out. Her bulging arm grew and grew, pushing it to longer and thicker proportions until it was twice its starting size. “This is crazy,” she thought, starting to laugh hysterically, “This is nuts! Aaa-haa... haha…!” her mad giggling started to fill the bedroom.

Bone in the shape of a spike tore through Cassie’s elbow, boring a hole through the fabric of her sleeve and causing skin to peel from the joints down to her hand. The fabric of her sleeves was starting to fall apart, revealing the changing extremity beneath. As her biceps and triceps swelled to grotesquely oversized proportions, the skin over those dark red muscles seemed to crack before flaking off. Still Cassie’s arm swelled, surpassing a limb to body ratio that would put gorillas to shame.

Once that monstrous claw was twice the size of her own body, its continuous growth made it involuntarily spasm and shake, hitting the wall above her bed, slamming down on the mattress with such force it collapsed the bed. At that point, the maddened Cassie turned to look at her right hand, her sullen expression growing ever darker as wicked pleasure enveloped her. The right fingers began to transform, earnestly followed by the rest of the arm. It didn’t take long for her to see her remaining sleeve burst apart by her transforming right arm.

Soon, the bedroom was a mess of skin flakes and peels. Cassie sat at her bed panting with two gigantic arms that surely belonged to a beast, not a young woman. Each limb seemed to stretch and grow off-beat, as if competing with each other to continue swelling, larger and larger, progressively dwarfing their owner.

As the engorged and extremely powerful extremities flailed about, her basketball sized knuckles left dents in the walls, floor and ceiling. With person sized clawed fingers, Cassie was soon using any available surface to tug and tear like a cat uses a scratch post to sharpen its claws.

And even though Cassie’s privates weren’t being stimulated by the experience, even if all she was doing was experiencing her arms growing four times the size of her own body, even if all that was happening was the wild destruction of her own resting quarters; she came.

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Waking up amidst the remains of her bedroom on a new morning, Cassie pulled her arms over her head stretched with a cute yawn. “What happened last night?” she wondered aloud, glancing about at her decimated bedroom. Her memories of the previous night were hazy once again. Any other person would have panicked and called the police after seeing the gigantic claw marks in their bedroom wall. But Cassie just abandoned her sleeveless top, pajamas and even her underwear, heading straight for her bathroom while avoiding the wreckage surrounding her.

Hardly anything around the house seemed to stimulate Cassie. Distractions she once felt not only enjoyable but necessary now were at the bottom of her preferences. Chores were impossible to see through. She would start laundry and become flustered at the sight of her sweet scented underwear. It took all of her willpower to cook with phallic-shaped ingredients without trying to turn them into improvised dildos. Every time she thought to do something other than lewd, she found herself thinking about her bed. With her bedroom destroyed, however, Cassie thought to use one of the guest rooms of the house.

She spent hours inside of the guest room of the house’s second floor. The bed covers of the little side room were sopping wet. Cassie had brought snacks and drinks with her to avoid having to get off the bed. Her fingers were relentless. All she wanted was to satisfy herself; but she had never thought it could be possible to be this horny!

Night approached fast, moonlight beginning to shower the guest room in Cassie’s house with its ethereal shine. Cassie was hissing in delight at her constant finger pumping, lost in the throes of a series of orgasms hours in the making. She could feel that familiar sensation starting to rise again, but it didn’t deter her.

Cassie could barely remember what had happened the previous nights, but the primal side of her brain seemed to have been imprinted with the intensity of each experience. Even if she couldn’t exactly grasp the details of her insane transformations the past few nights, the experiences had been assimilated by her soul. The young woman therefore wasn’t as bothered when she started feeling her feet becoming electrified, her skin seemingly crawling with anticipation.

“Nnnghh…” the self-serving girl moaned, her fingering only growing more intense as she began to feel her feet expand. Cassie’s toes curled as they inflated with each foot, she bit her lips as she savored the sight of her growth. Throughout a paused masturbatory session, Cassie watched with great interest as the covers of her bed were pushed off by her swelling tootsies. She grabbed one of her tits in order to add to the bliss she was feeling. She realized she wanted the growth more than anything.

And grow her feet did. They rapidly tripled their original size, their combined weight causing the bed to sag a little before the oversized balls of her feet slid off and brought Cassie closer to the edge. Planted on the bedroom wooden flooring, Cassie could hear a crack as her enormous feet crashed down. She hissed in delight still, only wishing for release as she relished the changes.

But Cassie didn’t have much time to enjoy the peace and quiet. It didn’t take long for the rest of her legs to begin catching up. Her calves were the first to explode out with size, with the rest of her legs following right along. The shorts she had been wearing tore up around the thighs as muscle became more defined to the point of greatly bulking up.

Moans of pleasure filled the guest room. Cassie felt her legs thickening and lengthening without the rest of her body, the supersized extremities spilling over the bed as they became huger than tree trunks and longer than their owner.

When Cassie found she could spread them, each wall suffered a good blow thanks to her giant knees. The impact didn’t hurt her, but it certainly startled her to the point of straightening out both legs. Her massive feet went through the wall on the opposite side of the bed, concrete being no match for those incredibly long Herculean legs.

And yet despite her initial surprise, Cassie couldn’t stop finger fucking her drooling cunt. She was now more turned on than ever. Simply watching the destruction caused by her obscenely endowed body parts was enough to intensify every positive sensation she was feeling. Cassie didn’t care about her house anymore. She just wanted to grow and cum, to cum and grow.

But, once again, when midnight came around the toll of a sexually active day finally took. At the squirt of the umpteenth orgasm of the night, the young girl’s body went numb and her consciousness began to fade.

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A new morning, another demolished part of the house that went ignored.

Cassie could remember what had happened in more detail now. In fact, it was much harder to remember anything that hadn’t been related to how good she had felt the previous night. Things that should have bothered her seemed to slide right off her primary list of concerns and as a result, all Cassie did that day was eat her meals and masturbate. All she wanted was the pleasure of a full stomach and to quell the raging flames of her womanhood.

But that fire was one Hell even the most experienced firefighter would have had trouble putting out. She wasn’t merely horny; Cassie was majorly fixated on what the next change was going to be like. She wanted to grow; to get bigger. It didn’t matter how: She wanted night to come already so that she could feel it again. All she could do was touch herself in anticipation.

Even when the sex-starved redhead found a moment of lucidity between sessions and managed to drag herself to take another cold shower, she still found a way to be lewd. Cassie had detached the shower head just to jam it up her cunt in order to feel the high pressure water hitting her sensitive insides.

The brutal stretching that vagina had constantly been subjected to for the past week had left it malleable, easy to stretch and penetrate. It welcomed the detachable shower head with its warm, fleshy embrace and Cassie used that to fuck herself until the water wasn’t warm anymore.

By then, night had once again fallen and her prayers had been heard. She was soon tingling all over, but this time the strange yet lovely feeling seemed to center between her shoulders. Cassie’s sighs of pleasure were replaced with gurgles coming from her throat as her neckline started to pulsate.

Cassie’s entire self seemed to go limp at once, her back hitting the shower wall. Hands which had been busily thrusting the handheld faucet let go of the connected hose, her pussy inevitably ejecting the showerhead. It took all of her strength to remain seated in the shower stall after sliding down. “Ahhh…! Gaaawwwhh…!”

Loud moans of discomfort came from a straining throat. Cassie’s neck was getting longer, steadily separating her head from the rest of her body. The incredulous and incorrigibly horny girl could see the tiled floor looking farther and farther away as the back of her head slid up on the wall. With Cassie’s neck stretching longer and longer, soon the weight of her head began to bend it down.

Having lost use of her vocal chords, Cassie had to rely on indistinguishable grunting to express her surprise. She could still hear the crackling sound of her vertebrae multiplying and her skin stretching in order to push her head farther and farther away. Annoyed by how her head was practically dangling now, Cassie tried her best to summon the necessary strength to move.

While Cassie was unable to regain control of her limp extremities, her resolve seemed to gather at her lengthening nape instead. As if her neck was a snake, she found it jerked in the direction she wished it to go and with a bit of practice she found she could move her head around. At that point, the neck was long enough for her to coil it at just the right angle for her to turn her head to face her own body.

Despite the weirdness of staring at her ragdoll body, Cassie could certainly appreciate the visuals. Her plump, wet rack looked like a pair of ripe fruit covered in morning dew; it was enough to make the girl salivate in excess. Cassie just shoved her face into her own cleavage, puffing her cheeks out before motorboating her irresistible chest.

Little by little, feeling returned to Cassie’s arms. She had been having the time of her life covering her breasts in kisses and licking them, but she wished for a way to hold her huge knockers still. Her hands assisted Cassie’s hungry lips which closed around a nipple, starting to suckle as if her life depended on it.

The redhead moaned into her own tits, complacent with a way to properly worship those sensitive teats of hers. Cassie had always been curious about what her breasts tasted like, but even with her size and considerable flexibility she had never accomplished much more than flicking the very tip of her tongue over a nipple; and even that had left her discomfort for days. Right now, holding her own nipples in her mouth didn’t seem as incredible to Cassie. With the solid grip of her fingers, she could freely alternate between areolae, giving herself a good suck.

Her neck coiled back as it continued to grow ever longer, only slowing down at the six foot mark. Cassie wasn’t bored of her breasts by any measure, but she hadn’t been able to get her eyes off a different mark down below. “What if I take this a step further?” she thought as her lips freed her rosy nipples. Her neck was even longer than she was tall; she wasn’t going to waste this opportunity.

First, Cassie pulled away from her chest, stretching her head as far away from her body as she could in a horizontal direction. She next turned her head, commanding her hands to grasp her thighs before spreading her legs out as far as they would go. With her juicy cunt in sight, Cassie wasted no time in making a return trip, almost hissing in anticipation as she readily closed her lips around her nether region.

She was so moist. Cassie had been orgasming all day, the flesh was tender and swollen. The mixture of soapy water and her sexual juices had proven to be an acquired taste, but one which Cassie didn’t seem to mind. She was greedily slurping all she could, rubbing her face against her pussy as if eating herself out wasn’t enough. It was soon proven that the act of performing basic oral sex on herself simply wasn’t what she wanted to do. A wicked grin had appeared on Cassie’s face. She began to push her face in.

Cries of delight were soon muffled by her own womanhood as Cassie attempted to violate her utterly devastated love canal with an object far bigger than anything she had thought of putting inside: Her own head. All the sex-crazed girl could think about was how amazing it would be to feel the insides of her body now that she had the means to accomplish such a feat. There was no reason to hold back, she wanted to head-fuck herself.

It took her minutes of working against the pressure, but Cassie’s vision fully darkened as her head was swallowed by her own vagina. Even though she couldn’t see anything, the suffocating warmth was enough to make her mouth instantly feel dry. The tightness gripping her head was akin to the way she would squeeze a pillow around her head each time she didn’t want to see or hear something, except a lot wetter and harder. The sounds of the world outside were muffled. She could only hear fleshy pulsing as she pushed deeper and deeper; as deep as she could go.

The attempt to fully stuff her head and lengthy neck into her breeding duct drove Cassie over the edge several times. By the time the lack of oxygen put her out of commission, her face and head as well as her hair had been bathed in cum.

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It was Thursday again. Cassie woke up on her side in the shower stall; water still dripping out. She reached up to turn the flow off as she pulled herself up, her usually pristine skin rugged from excessive hydration.

“So horny…” the girl moaned as she reached up to stroke her slender neck. As usual, there was not a single indication of her head having been seven feet apart from her shoulders. But Cassie remembered. Each incredible second she had spent inside of herself had only further served to convince the green eyed youth that she was hooked on the strange things happening to her.

Time seemed to dilate around Cassie. Each time she felt the pressing need to step away from a chore, she spent hours fingering and fondling herself thinking she had spent only a few minutes taking a break. She couldn’t even concentrate on something as simple as reading texts on her miraculously surviving phone, much less cook anything more elaborate than a sandwich whenever her stomach began to grumble.

It had taken all of her willpower simply to put on underwear without feeling the need to tear it off her curvy body. Just feeling the snug pull of her undergarments was enough to stimulate every horny nerve in her. Cassie gave up getting any other clothes on very fast. By the time she’d accomplished arguable levels of decency, night had started approaching once again.

Bright light from the ascending half-moon coated Desfalls that evening. A power unlike anything the world had seen was gathering in the air, absorbed by the invisible entity from the Crowley Place. At the seventh night after the new moon, otherworldly energy began to channel itself through the hapless senior.

Cassie stopped once she felt a strange pulsating sensation traveling up and down on her right arm. All thoughts of sex seemed to stop at once as Cassie realized her limb wasn’t growing, but some things inside of it were. She began to panic when she noticed her right arm was crawling with fleshy bumps stretching her skin out as they traveled inside of her.

“Something’s moving inside of me!” Strange at might have been Cassie had grown accustomed to the idea of her body swelling out to insane proportions. And yet she couldn’t deal with what was going on now. The rational part of her brain watched the moving bumps and screamed at her to do help herself. In a panic, she dashed upstairs to one of the few places her week-long romp hadn’t yet compromised: Her parents’ bedroom.

The only full sized mirror in the house was kept in the annexed bathroom in Cassie’s parents’ room. She stood in front of it to confirm what exactly was happening to her. Her eyes went wide as saucers when she realized the random lumps of flesh weren’t at all constrained to her arms: they were all over her body.

Cassie had no words; she could hear the guttural noises coming from her. Because her ears could pick out each individual lump’s movements, she briefly wished for deafness at that instant. Her body wasn’t throbbing or shuddering like it had for so many days, she wasn’t feeling the pleasure of growth. Something else, inside of her, was growing instead.

But then, before Cassie could give in fully to stress induced panic, she started feeling full. Her right hand fell upon her stomach in reflex, feeling those lumps kicking against her palms as they forced her stomach to push out. Cassie felt the exact same thing occurring in her chest and then she saw it: Those lumps were gathering at her front, giving up the rest of her body’s space to move to her breasts and stomach.

As a result, Cassie was left struggling to contain her swelling gut and tits. More and bigger lumps swam about under her skin, stretching the confused girl out to immense proportions. As her belly popped her bellybutton out into a pregnant shape, her roundness continued to expand to the point her stomach was hanging in front of her lap.

The weight pulled Cassie down, forcing her on her knees. Her bra wasn’t looking too good when her tits also gained enough weight to force the cups to dig into her bumpy flesh. All the redhead could do was watch as the straps were pulled on by her burgeoning chest to their limits. Her engorged nipples were finally revealed when her tits grew out so big her destroyed bra was sent flying out into the air.

Cassie panted with one hand on her swollen gut and the other on one of her extremely bloated breasts. Strange pleasure was being signaled at her groin, making Cassie moan. Her eyes rolled up into their sockets as she gradually arched her back, feeling pressure against her panties.

She felt full to bursting.

But Cassie didn’t burst in the traditional sense. Her nipples were pushed open as greyish, goopy tendrils forced their way out of her body. At first, thin mollusk-like tendrils crept out but soon they were followed by thicker tentacles truly testing the elasticity of poor Cassie’s milk holes. In a similar vein, her panties were torn to pieces when many more of those slick extremities started to escape from her pussy. Each tendril no matter their girth stretched for several feet of length, squirming, coiling and thrashing about as if with a mind of their own.

Cassie was left moaning out while convulsing in place, unable to use her lower body. Before she could even ask, her skin began to tear and bloodlessly split apart, revealing an army of tentacles growing out from within her. One by one, the tendrils encircled her, covering her in their slimy grip. Her legs and arms were bound to her sides as her terrified green eyes watched light vanish when a series of tentacles began to cover her face as well. She was becoming cocooned by the slick tendrils.

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An impenetrable darkness surrounded Cassie. She couldn’t move at first, her entire body felt numb. She could remember the tentacles covering every inch of her being, but she didn’t seem to lack oxygen. In fact, she didn’t feel smothered at all. It was almost like she wasn’t inside of that squirmy cocoon anymore. Soon, she was able to feel the ground beneath her feet and that was enough for her to try to breathe in deeply.

As soon as Cassie took a single, much needed gulp of air, she startled back. Her surroundings lit up like a bonfire, and suddenly she could see. She was surprised to find herself dressed in her school uniform: The button up shirt, the plaid skirt, knee high socks and shoes; as if she had just left class. Beyond that strangeness however, one look around and Cassie began to recall everything about her surroundings: the stone walls and tables, the ancient bookcases, the musty old atmosphere. It clicked in her mind that she had not only been to this peculiar laboratory before; but she knew exactly where it was.

Cassie was back at the basement of the Crowley Place.

“Welcome, Cassandra,” a disembodied voice reverberated across the basement, putting Cassie on edge. “Do not be alarmed.”

“Who… where?” Cassie’s stammers were complemented by her fidgeting hands. She took a couple of steps forwards, turning around to try to find the source of that familiar voice. After a 360 degree scan of the basement, Cassie stopped dead in her tracks when all of a sudden there was someone standing in front of her. “It can’t be…”

But contrary to Cassie’s disbelief, the person standing in front of her was no one other than herself. There was another Cassie standing seven feet across. Instead of a skirt, the other Cassie was wearing khaki slacks just like the boys at her school did. Instead of green eyes, two beady black orbs were staring back at Cassie. Setting aside those two key differences, Cassie and her double were identical.

“Who are you?” Cassie demanded.

“Your eyes do not deceive you, Cassandra,” the other Cassie replied with an unsettlingly kind smile. Her voice seemed to echo, as if two slightly different people were speaking at once. “I am you,” she began, spreading her arms out in a welcoming gesture, “But the key difference is, I am more of you.”

“Y-you’re not making any sense…” Cassie stammered. However, she seemed glued to everything her twin was saying. For a reason she could not properly explain to herself, she felt drawn to her mirror match instead of terrified. “What do you mean?”

“A demonstration shall clarify,” the other Cassie continued, staring at the shocked redhead without breaking eye contact. The double’s body started to rumble, her proportions beginning to change. Her ample bust quickly outgrew the button up shirt, each breast practically doubling in size. The men’s slacks strained around the hips of Cassie’s twin, her sides flaring out as her butt inflated in size. “I am you… if you were more.”

The surprised girl’s green eyes were trained on the mimic’s swelling form. Cassie’s arms hung low in defeat as the double not only grew curvier but taller. It was like watching herself grow from a different perspective and it was nonetheless arousing.

“More of me…” Cassie breathed out hotly, biting her lips as the other Cassie steadily grew out of her clothes. Short sleeves clung to the amazonian woman’s arms before splitting down the middle. Buttons fired off into the air like bullets as those huge boobs expanded to mammoth proportions. The khakis didn’t survive for long as hips and butt combined into a perfect peach shape that uncompromisingly shoved out of its constraints.

Poor Cassie couldn’t resist that incredible sight. Her other self was already twice her size; her knee socks and shoes bursting around her legs and feet. “S-suh-so horny…” a panting Cassie helplessly reached below her skirt, pushing her hand down her panties to begin playing with herself. She couldn’t stop watching!

By the time the other Cassie was done growing, her head grazed the ceiling. She stood on the little tatters and pieces that used to be her uniform, the 20ft. tall giantess big enough to make it all disappear underfoot.

What manifested before the horny Cassie was a massively improved version of her own self. She was the epitome of beauty and grace. Her unblemished skin flawlessly covered all the additional mass which had just grown out. Breasts covering her seven feet tall torso sat upon the other Cassie’s front, each orb capped with an eagerly lactating nipple which was on its way to flooding the basement floor. The extreme hourglass shape of that giantess was highlighted by her excessively wide, brood-mother like hips with thighs thick enough to push out and against each other. With a single twirl of her immense form, Cassie briefly fell in love with that titanic pair of ass cheeks wildly wobbling on her enhanced twin’s backside; each glut very capable of making a whole person disappear underneath, she guessed.

With a coquettish pout of her plump lips, the other Cassie leaned over, watching the original one furiously touching herself at the sight of such incomparable feminine beauty. “Is this not what you wish for, Cassandra?”

“Y-you…” Cassie sighed, still lost in a sea of overly sparked hormones. It took all of her inner strength simply to let go of her pussy and tits, and to take a brave step towards that looming pair of milky wrecking balls. Cassie’s hands landed on the giantess’ rack, leaning into that cleavage for a moment before she started kneeling down, feeling her way over to the creamy nozzles. “You’ve got to be joking!” the suddenly irate girl screamed at the black eyed entity, “Is this all you can do?! No! Of course this is not what I wish for! I want more.”

The massive double had no words in reply, holding only the vaguest interest as it watched Cassie manhandle one of those tremendous nipples in her arms so that she could bathe in the milk it was pouring out.

“Give me more.” Cassie was weak, she was small. She lacked the strength to even get one of her double’s nipples to angle in the way she wanted, but she still tried. That sweet scented delicacy had to reach her mouth. “More,” Cassie repeated as she crouched, lapping the milk right off the moist areola until she could attach her mouth to the nipple, “Mwooar…” her muffled words came out as she drank, and drank, and drank some more.

And as greedy Cassie gulped down her twin’s cream, she too began to grow. All too suddenly the arousal of seven days gathered in the heavily aroused teen, her clothes straining around her swelling body until the uniform began to fall apart around her increasing bulk. Cassie’s breasts exploded with size alongside her ass, her height surpassing ten feet tall in under a single minute of constant drinking. Once she could get her bigger arms around the larger giantess’ tit, she manipulated it in such a way she could fit as much of her oversized areola as possible.

Cassie grew and grew, her feet crashing into the stone tables behind her as her legs slid across the stone floor. Her increasingly larger breasts smothered her double’s, soon being no less impressive in size. When Cassie reached 15ft. tall, she reached around to the unattended, lactating breast of her double, pulling it nearer. The bigger Cassie grew, the easier it became to pull the other Cassie closer and closer until she could easily pull both of her nipples into her awaiting mouth. Cassie partook of the double-hosed intake, doubling the rate of her growth.

In an astonishing development, parched Cassie not only outgrew her once imposing double, but she quickly filled out the basement with her growing body. The basement crumbled before her ever growing body, stone and concrete raining around her as she was forced to bend and push her back against the low ceiling. Cassie was in heaven. The entity’s milk was delicious, addictive even. She was feeling the full brunt of this undivided growth which was making her even greater than her twin, the mansion rapidly falling to her ascension.

The mere thought of the other Cassie being at her mercy was exhilarating. Cassie’s green eyes met with the unbothered doppelgangers’ black beads. The original redhead had more than doubled the now smaller giantess’ size, to the point she was holding her up with her tits in her mouth as if the entity was nothing more than an erotic looking milk bottle. “If your milk made me this big, then…” Cassie’s words trailed off. She could tell the other giantess could read her every thought, so she knew what she was about to do. In a way, Cassie felt relieved about not needing to hide a thing from this lovely enabler.

First, Cassie secured some room for maneuvering by shrugging her shoulders, her elbows aiding her as she spread her arms like wings in order to demolish the sides of the Crowley Place’s first and second floor. The third fell apart all over her, but Cassie didn’t care. Whether it was stone, concrete, wood splinters or glass shards, all of it seemed to bounce right off her impervious skin.

“Give me… more.”

Manhandling the unresisting double like a large doll, Cassie spread her twin’s legs, exposing her juicy vulva. She brought her in closer and closer until she could drag her tongue over that sweet fountain of clear liquid. Soon, Cassie closed her lips around the entity’s cunt in the same way as she had done to herself the previous night. “She’s a squirter…!” the thirsty redhead thought as she suddenly felt a rush of nectar filling her mouth. And just like with her milk, Cassie’s expansion continued.

The house’s framing collapsed around Cassie’s swelling sides, her ass popping out from the basement as it collapsed the walls behind her and started to grow out into the backyard. Cassie’s monstrous tits bowled over everything in front of her, crushing what remained of the manor under her squishy bust. Her body climbed to higher and higher heights with every gulp of her enabler’s cum, soon replacing the Crowley estate with her tremendous curves.

The pleasure was irresistible. Cassie could feel the pools of pussy juice she was creating, the basement flooded with her arousal. She could barely hold her double in place, accidentally dropping her and cutting off her juice intake. “Ah… Darn it!” the 60ft. tall Cassie moaned as her twin ended half stuck in her cleavage. Between the juices splashing out from up above and the glistening sweat covering her, Cassie felt the smaller giant slipping in-between her tits. “Get back here!” Cassie shuffled in place, finally climbing out of the small basement in order to sit her enormously round ass on the now soaked courtyard, but something stopped her. “…ohhh…”

Before she could properly reach down to pick up her double, Cassie felt pressure at her groin. Having slipped down from her cleavage, the larger giantess sensed the fellow woman had fallen onto her pussy. “All this growing’s… gotten me… so hot and bothered, actually…” a flustered Cassie shut her eyes and clenched her teeth, firmly grabbing the entity with both hands before emulating what she had done the previous night.

Cassie’s pussy was a marvel of human anatomy by now; having achieved elastic qualities beyond the scope of typical mammal biology. At her current size, it was like a drooling canyon ready to accept whatever was offered to it. And Cassie offered the head of the smaller giantess. But as she pushed that head in deep, she found there was little in the way of resistance to stop her from going in deeper still.

“Ahhh… yes… fuck!” It didn’t take long for Cassie to use herself as a dildo. The entity did not resist. It allowed itself to be shoved in, engulfed into the growing Cassie’s love tunnel. Her actions told it all it needed to know. There was no stopping Cassie now. She had thought to fuck herself with the body of the smaller giantess, but she was growing so fast now that she was losing her grip on the smaller body. Inevitably, the plunging came to a stop because there was no more double to plunge in. “More! More! More!” Cassie screamed has her insides absorbed the smaller giantess, further pushing her to greater heights, “More! More! More! More!” she finally bellowed out monstrously: “ MORE! ”

There was a flash of light at the height of Cassie’s scream and everything went black again for her.

The fleshy cocoon in Cassie’s parents’ bathroom exploded with the nude highschooler collapsing over the floor. Each of the squirming severed tentacles which spilled forth began to reenter her body, mending any injury before restoring her beautiful form back to normal. It was as if nothing had changed at all once more.

But the merging was now complete.

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Lying in a puddle of her own juices, Cassie woke back up in that bathroom, realizing she had slept naked on the floor. Whereas she would have blamed medications or anxiety before, all the redhead could think about was the lovely dream from last night playing back in her mind. She licked her lips from the aftertaste of that sweet cream she could remember tasting.

Immediately Cassie got up to her knees, stretching. The only pressing business there was got announced by her rumbling stomach. “I skipped dinner last night.” Cassie reminisced, a hand gliding lazily over the wet tiled floor. Bringing her moist hand over to her mouth, Cassie slurped cum right off her fingers. Her appetite soon had her bent down, scooping her juices right off the bathroom floor with her tongue. It took Cassie minutes to take care of the cum soaked floor, but she fed from it like a parched animal drinking from a puddle. But even after leaving the bathroom floor spotless, she had hardly made a dent in her need for food.

Without even bothering to put on some clothes, Cassie hurried downstairs. Her large breasts firmly bounced with every step she took, sloshing noisily as they knocked into one another; they looked rounder and plumper than usual. She headed straight for the refrigerator, rummaging through it for a quick bite. In the end, she settled for the remains of linked sausages.

For a brief moment, Cassie considered slicing the sausage and eating them with some bread, but the idea bored her. She didn’t feel like using any condiments either. So before bringing the first sausage to her mouth, the redhead inserted it into her cunt. “Nnngh…” she hissed, closing her eyes, enjoying herself as she twisted and turned the cold sausage inside of her. Once properly soaked in her juices, Cassie removed her food turned toy and brought it up to take a bite.

With actual food in her stomach, Cassie started to think ahead to the coming night. She absentmindedly sauntered about the house carrying with her those improvised meaty dildos with her. One by one, the links were treated with her natural flavor enhancer before she even deigned them to be edible. When the last was gone, she didn’t even return to the kitchen for a drink. Cassie stopped, grabbed one of her engorged tits and aimed a nipple at her mouth, squeezing a stream of cream directly into her mouth.

Part of Cassie was sickened by what she was doing. She truly wished to get some help. But another, much stronger one continued to trivialize her anxieties. Every action she was taking right now was the result of her new resolve: to make that fantastical dream from last night come true. But in order to get where she wanted, she would need much, much more fuel than what she’d been afforded in that dream. Her instincts were telling her to go out where people would gather.

That’s why she spent the rest of the day going through her destroyed bedroom. Cassie was relieved to find her closets mostly intact, at least when compared to the rest of the place. She wanted good clothes to go out that night, something that made her stick out to bring all eyes to her person. For once in her life, which she had spent playing the meek, good little girl, Cassie wanted to be outstanding. She couldn’t be her boring, plain self if she wanted to feed on people’s attention.

The desire to stand out among others manifested while she was holding velvety red one-piece dress with long sleeves. Cassie’s eyes flashed for a moment before they darkened, their green color turning brown. Her fiery red hair mellowed as it grew longer, each strand turning jet black. She experimented by tossing her new, straighter hair over her shoulders, smiling as she checked her pretty face out on a mirror.

Turning the dress around in front of her and scanning it up and down, Cassie decided she would go in a little more snug. Her body responded by growing seven inches taller, putting her just over 6ft. tall. She focused on her already large breasts, which gained a full cup size and guaranteed she would be having trouble just slipping into her bra. With a giggle, Cassie bounced her perfectly huge tits and began to push them up with her right forearm, clamping her mouth around her right breast’s nipple to nurse from it. Her taste was heavenly; sweet and rich milk flowing inside of her mouth.

“Mmm, can’t be distracted now,” she argued in her head, releasing her lactating nipple before giving her new self a good once over. After setting the dress she’d chosen aside, Cassie reached over the counter to get her phone. While fitting into her panties, she did a quick Google search to remind herself where exactly that one club she’d never had the courage to visit was. Mentally pinning the address for later, Cassie began with the chore of stuffing her head-sized melons into her F-cups.

She was looking forwards to the dance floor.

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It was just before sundown and matinee was still in full swing. Club Glitter was the most recent addition to the city’s entertainment scene. The club sat north of the recreational district in Desfalls, a repurposed four-story office building facing the coastline in the distance.

Snug little sandals hit the pavement as Cassie sauntered in her flaming red dress, the boost to her height leaving the bottom of her dress hanging just under her mid-thighs.

It was funny to her. A week ago she wouldn’t have been caught at a place like this, much less on her own. Her confident strut was already drawing attention from the crowds gathered just outside of Glitter. And yet Cassie didn’t feel pressure or anxiety. She didn’t feel like she needed to look back at those she knew were checking her out, but if by chance their gazes did cross she shot them seductive glares sure to leave them charmed. Perhaps it was her augmented size, maybe it was the anonymity of her altered appearance, but she knew she owed her newfound confidence in great part to the self-acceptance that she was hot as hell. And that gave her power.

As a result of her popularity with the masses, it didn’t take long for the bouncer of the club to realize making that pretty raven haired girl wait outside would be insanity itself; especially when she seemed to be alone and therefore available. Cassie thanked her foresight of wearing that red dress; the obscene cleavage it displayed had become her ticket in.

The Glitter looked ostentatious from outside already, with reflectors and large, sparkling sequin arrangements but its insides were simply breathtaking. The dance floor had been set up in what used to be the ex-office’s lobby, four thick columns arranged in a square setup dividing the foyer. The club was packed with people Cassie’s age and older dancing the late afternoon away. It occurred to her that she’d never seen so many people gathered in the same place.

Waddling through all the dancers, Cassie reached the center of the dance floor. She had been mesmerized by the contrast of natural light pouring into the dim foyer from the broad skylight. Cassie recalled what she’d read about the old office building having been redecorated to offer private rooms starting from the second floor up. She could see how the overhanging areas above them acted like balconies VIPs could look down from. The idea made Cassie grin. “This place’s chock full…” she murmured to herself, licking her lips.

As it grew darker and darker outside, more and more people flooded into the club. Cassie patiently waited for the moon to rise, dancing to the beat of trashy electronic music from a DJ far too bored with his life. She felt her tall, curvy body swish with her moves, bringing Cassie the pleasure of a different type of workout as she reacquainted herself with her enhanced body.

She had changed herself at the drop of a hat. The idea she had the power to grow and change herself at will now was an intoxicating thought, but it paled in comparison to what she truly wanted to be able to do. Cassie felt impassioned and ambitious for the first time in her life; she had a goal. But above all, she felt all eyes on her jiggling chest, her bouncing rump, her fair skin and gorgeous hair. She could tell which gazes burnt with desire and which seethed with envy.

It wasn’t long before the cascading moonlight bathed the club in its pale shine. The skylight turned moonlight into a beam, and Cassie stopped dancing with a smile as she began to feel her skin crawl. But before any of the confident guys at the dance floor could so much as attempt to captivate that lascivious brown eyed dancer Cassie made them all wary when she suddenly let out an orgasmic howl of bliss.

Patrons watched on with great interest as the girl in the red dress fell to her knees, crying out in pleasure as all of her nerves flared at once. Cassie clenched her teeth, groaning as she felt her dress bulge out at her midsection. The sensation was unlike any she had felt before so far. She was first heating up rapidly but then suddenly felt cold and was prompted to hug herself. “Ohhh… ohhh…” Cassie moaned, feeling her skin bubbling up as her torso started to swell.

Eyes went wide in disbelief as everyone in the club was treated to a most bizarre sight. That velvety red dress loudly stretched as the pretty girl’s abdominal and oblique muscles started to pile on the mass. The dress split at its midsection when Cassie’s upper body shot up several feet taller in one go exposing bulging, pulsing muscle cord.

All the extra height which was added came from her grotesquely expanded torso, replete with beef that would make a steroid-abusing bodybuilder retch in disgust. Without any other one of Cassie’s body parts having grown in relation to her middle, she looked like she had simply become longer. And she only went on to grow longer and longer still.

Upsettingly guttural noises coming from her insides told everybody in the dance club that her bones were still cracking, rebuilding upon themselves, that her muscles were still tearing and regrowing, that her skin was struggling as it was stretched taut by innumerable rows of abs. Cassie was becoming a literal tower of muscle, her ribs and pelvis being separated by a spine at least 15ft. long now.

And then she shot up even taller. Incredible sounds of flesh exploding in size as skin stretched to keep up with the length of that lengthening abdomen resonated throughout the Glitter. As her serpentine-like middle tripled in length all at once, the confused redhead felt as her muscle bound body throbbed and twitched all over.

When the growth was calming down and Cassie could do more than just moan her head off, she found it extremely difficult to maintain her balance. She could see into the fourth floor balconies, wealthy patrons having fallen to their butts or outright fainted at the sight of her immensity. Cassie tried to peer down, but she quickly discovered her torso had not only grown disproportionately long; it had continued to hulk out with exceeding amounts of beefy muscles.

Varied yelps of “What the fuck?!” and “Help!” littered the music-deaf club now. The Glitter had been completely and utterly mind fucked by Cassie’s new appearance. It was impossible for her find a way to steady herself; she felt like a flagpole!

But the awkward position she was in didn’t leave a lasting impression. Not when Cassie could feel a much more familiar sensation crawling all over her newly expanded torso muscles. The beefy tower pulsated strongly, Cassie’s abs shuddering before they started shoving aside and making way for the exfiltrators inside of the girl. “Ohhhh! Gyaaaaaaah…!” Cassie screamed out as her torso burst open with hundreds of greyish tendrils flying out in all directions.

Patrons of all social stratums and staff members had very little time to react to what was going on. That muscular monstrosity’s tentacles were fast approaching them, and they were soon all caught and wrapped around their steely grips. Cassie was overwhelmed, feeling each and every single tentacle coming from her body engage everybody in the Glitter.

The only ones she could properly see were the patrons on the fourth floor. It was an adrenaline-inducing sight: Women were squeezed around their busts until their breasts were propped up while men had their pants torn right off of them. Additional tendrils lunged at every captured victim, shredding busty women’s tops before they penetrated their nipples, causing the victims to scream out in a mix of fear and reluctant pleasure. If the woman’s breasts were too small, they instead had their pussies and wombs fully stuffed by the squirmy invaders.

The tentacles opened into cone-shapes in front of men’s dicks, closing in around them like mouths attempting to suck them off. The pleasure induced by those lewd appendages was staggering at best and paralyzing at worst. Inevitably, the binding tentacles freed their victims, leaving them to be penetrated or blown as they were too sexually stimulated to fight back any longer.

Cassie couldn’t believe how intense this experience was. She wasn’t simply witnessing people getting raped by her tentacles, she could feel their pleasure. Each individual’s stimulation was Cassie’s stimulation. The abuse to the ladies’ breasts felt incredible already, but genital ministration from so many sources was driving Cassie nuts. Her own pussy was a constantly running faucet making a growing puddle under her. The shared stimuli was simply so great that when people started hitting their orgasms, Cassie was wracked with cascading carnal joy the likes of which had never before been experienced by a mortal.

Cassie came so hard her juices expelled as a torrent aggressive enough to shred her underwear right off her pussy.

But just as collective euphoria filled the club, horror ensued. The tentacles began to pull at every victim all of a sudden. They had but moments to realize they were skidding along the floor before the immensely powerful tendrils retracted with lightning speed, bringing them along for the ride.

Some screamed. Others were unconscious. The few that tried to struggle ended knocking themselves out or hurting those close to them. But everybody in Club Glitter from the most virtuous patron to the most miserable human wretch suddenly found themselves with a one way ticket towards the fleshy tower.

The muscles in that monolithic shaft shifted, bubbling up again, their texture becoming less taut and more malleable. As each tendril retreated back into Cassie, the human being tugged along was crammed into the melting, soft flesh that was Cassie’s torso. One by one in rapid fire fashion, the struggling victims were all crammed together back into that hulking abdomen, joined forever into that strange girl’s insides.

And when the final meal disappeared, the tower did finally collapse. Cassie felt herself getting closer and closer to the floor until her waistline and muscle bulk were back to what they had been before the night started.

“Ahh… ahhh… that was…” Cassie tried, but she couldn’t find the words to describe what she was feeling. The club was empty, deprived of every human being once littering its halls. She wobbled up to her feet, holding a hand to her flat tummy. She still couldn’t believe what she had done to all those people. Myriads of questions popped into her mind, especially where she had managed to put them all. But she realized staying in the Glitter wasn’t the best idea at that time.

Cassie managed to nab a large coat by one of the abandoned chairs. She discarded her torn dress, or what remained of it, before covering herself up. Giving one last glance at the club utterly devoid of people, Cassie quickly gave up on finding her destroyed panties and made her way home after exiting out the back.

There were many things Cassie wanted to think about in the comfort of her home but she found herself rapidly losing consciousness the moment she stepped close enough to a bed. She fell face first into her mattress as the night’s exhaustion caught up with her all at once.

Her body needed to sleep off its grand meal, after all.

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Breakfast needed more oomph for Cassie on the next morning. The idea of a bowl of cereal with plain old milk didn’t excite her anymore. That’s why she decided to capitalize on her lactating breasts. She held each orb just above the bowl before giving them fairly strong squeezes to get her nipples properly stimulated and hard. Her fingers pinched and squeezed her areola, massaging the tip of those fleshy nubs until she was dousing her cereal in her own milk.

“Who needs cows, anyway?” thought a smirking Cassie once she saw her full, sweet scented bowl. But even if it already looked appetizing, her breakfast needed an extra seasoning which she harvested from her folds. Cassie wasn’t actually making any difference between her breast milk and her cum; she simply wanted to taste herself as much as possible when she was hungry.

As she devoured her lewd breakfast, Cassie thought back on the previous night. She had been feeling terrible until she fell asleep, and yet now all she could think about was how her “meal” hadn’t been enough. She wanted to feast in a different, subtler way. An idea clicked in her mind when she thought back to all those lust-provoked eyes showering her with their ill-intentioned attention. “Why not have a sexier meal?” she cooed to herself, reaching down to play with herself as she thought up a plan.

Again, Cassie chose to subvert her typical appearance, having to start over since she was back to being an average, if busty redhead. This time she decided for baby blue eyes and brown hair without altering her proportions. At the last minute though, she decided to shorten her hair into a cute bob cut. She was going for the vulnerable girl next door type look, after all.

Clicking her sneakers on the floor by the exit of her house, the newly minted brunette gave herself one last glance at the small mirror across the hall. She shot herself a wink with a smile, convinced her appearance and outfit were perfect, but she decided to pop a few buttons open to show off plenty of cleavage. She left home without any intention to come back at a reasonable hour.

Cassie had chosen to go out in a cream-colored button up shirt and denim shorts that accentuated her plump, tight butt. As she sauntered down the streets, she drank in attention she was already getting. Old and young alike, Cassie felt empowered by the way her natural beauty drew in all the stares. She used to be so prudish before, and simply changing her posture to stick her assets out more was enough to turn the world upside down. Her newfound confidence certainly seemed to be helping.

However, the specimens paying attention to her weren’t to her taste, so her actual hunt began at a small street side convenience store. There, a burly, tall man was buying a set of amenities and asking the cashier girl about cigarette prices. “Excuse meeee…!” Cassie elevated the pitch of her voice to an almost sickeningly sweet treble as she butt in, “Are these Milky-Ways really on saaaaale?”

“Hey.” The gruff voiced middle-aged man sounded miffed at Cassie’s impudence. “What do you think you’re doing, I was first in…” his voice began to trail off once his dark eyes met with those bright baby blues on Cassie’s near-angelical face, “…line.”

“Ohhh, gosh! I’m so sorry, mister,” Cassie stuck her tongue out playfully, ducking out and standing behind the tall man, who seemed to turn in tandem to her repositioning, as if following her every move. The guy seemed to forget all he was doing. “I’m so absent minded these days. Happy St. Julius’, by the way!”

“Y-yuh-yeah. And no problem, uh. Haven’t seen ya around before, sweet cheeks,” Cassie could see the great goofy grin on the customer and it made her beam at him. “I’m Rodney.”

“You can call me Cassie!” the cute brunette introduced herself with a perky bounce, purposefully jiggling her bust for Rodney. He seemed unable to tear his eyes off her figure. “Mmm, I don’t wanna be alone tonight, Rod. Wanna come with?” she almost purred at the older man, offering him a charming wink.

“Wherever you want, pretty lady!” Rodney’s basic responses were telling Cassie he was putty in her hands.

“H-huh? Wait, aren’t you gonna buy these…” the cashier tried to object as her customer began to leave without his stuff. She waited until they closed the door to mouth off “… what a slut.” Under her breath as Cassie led Rodney out.

The hunky man’s reactions were predictable to Cassie, which made him easy to manipulate; a bit too easy perhaps. She figured something was aiding her, the beefcake swaying in the same direction as her chest each time she decided to tease him with her assets. It dawned upon her that her scent was what was keeping Rodney so docile and submissive to her, following her around like a puppy wanting a treat. He seemed intent on taking whiffs of her pheromones, which had become intensely powerful.

So powerful, in fact, that it took Cassie almost no time in wooing three more excellently manly dates for the next big night: Theo, Grant and Ollie. “I don’t want to go back with them, though. I don’t wanna get seen going into the house with a zombified muscle hunk entourage…” she thought. Fortunately for her, Theo oversaw security for several businesses, and he had it on good authority that a nearby warehouse was going to be empty until Monday.

“Let’s go, boys,” Cassie commanded, leading all four men to their destination as the sun ever so slowly started head towards the horizon, “Mhmhm… I’ve always wanted to say that.”

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The warehouse was located in the industrial district, which was only a 10 minute drive from the suburbs. Ollie’s van had been perfect to ferry everyone there. The place was chock full of containers all the way up to the 25ft. tall ceiling, but there was plenty of unoccupied flooring for the fivesome to have their fun on.

The second Cassie began to lose her clothes was the moment she realized just how powerful her pheromones had become. More skin revealed meant easier outflow, which meant the older men had been absolutely deprived of any free will. Their painful-looking crotch bulges indicated to Cassie that she’d aroused them mindlessly submissive husks. With a grin, she commanded them all to get naked. One by one, she turned to look at her boy toys.

Rodney was the largest among them. He was the tall, dark eyed man with brown hair and beard, his body showing a clear dedication to the gym even if he smoked. He sported an eight inch long erection.

Theo wasn’t as tall as Rodney, but he wasn’t losing out on the bulk competition either. He had short blonde hair and day old stubble, his member packing thick seven inches.

Grant was the black sheep among the heavy-duty studs. He was the youngest, closer to Cassie’s age than the others. He still seemed to have plenty of room to grow and bulk up, but his immense 10 incher definitely had her attention. His long, black hair made her think of a rock star.

Unfortunately for Cassie’s judgment, she had only been 75% right with the four men she had seduced. Ollie was a handsome older man, with rugged facial features and the body of a hugger. She didn’t regret inviting him, but he was severely outgunned with his comparatively small four inch cock.

To avoid hurting any feelings, Cassie approached Ollie, reaching up to peck him on the cheek before whispering up to his ear, “I’ll come back for you after I’m done feeling the others up, okay…? Keep yourself hard ‘til then.”

And just as if she had made a wish to a genie of the lamp, Ollie felt compelled to obey, starting to pump his cock in hand as a pleased Cassie walked back to the other three. “There’s some time ‘til it gets fully dark.” She began to direct them where she wanted each of them, and soon enough she got to work on that fun.

There was no way Cassie was going to let Grant’s massive dick go to waste, so she had him lie down to allow her to mount him. Barely hissing, Cassie fitted those ten inches into her pussy like nothing, shaking her ass at Rodney to entice him. The tallest of the quartet didn’t even need to be told what to do, grabbing Cassie by the hips and kneeling down so that he could stick his rigid member into that inviting backdoor.

Cassie groaned at the double penetration, the first time she’d had more than one dick inside of her. But she wanted to make it more than two, so while moaning, she told Theo to get closer. “Gimme,” she insisted, mouth agape from her moaning as the blonde put his seven inches into her mouth. The three men moaned in almost complete unison as they humped Cassie, whose ravenous holes eagerly milked all three dicks. She thoroughly sucked Theo off, grinding rhythmically against Grant while he toyed with her fat tits and Rodney pounded her asshole.

It was a wonderful feeling for Cassie. She only half-regretted the fact these eager-to-please fuck buddies of hers couldn’t do much more other than moan their heads off, pumping in and out of her like sex-crazed animals. On the other hand, she was glad they were enthralled by her, because the levels of arousal she was causing on them would’ve meant this foursome would be happening in the middle of the street otherwise.

After ten lustful minutes of constant pumping and sucking, Cassie and the three men came together. She could feel jizz invading her stomach, going down her throat. Her vagina greedily slurped its share while her rectum collected the rest. “I feel so good.” Cassie thought to herself, satisfied for the moment. But her satisfaction didn’t last for long, especially when day finally gave way to night. At that point, Cassie could no longer ignore the fact her rumbling stomach was getting pushed out by a certain amount of writhing inside.

With her neck bulging, she spat Theo’s cock out as wriggling objects shoved up her esophagus, pushing out of her throat and escaping through her mouth. Cassie spat out four huge grey tentacles which stretched out and forced themselves into each of the four men via oral insertion. The tendrils bulged strangely all the way from Cassie’s mouth to theirs, pumping a liquid something into the four victims. Once they were all positively stuffed, the tendrils retreated back whence they came.

Before the dizzied Cassie could even process what was going on, she felt a sharp pain coming from her ass and pussy. Rodney’s and Grants large dicks were growing inside of her, becoming both longer and thicker at the same time.

The guys’ moans of pleasure were growing more bestial by the minute, their skin starting to turn pale before it started shifting to midnight blue. Cassie’s memories of the demon who had stuffed her silly so many days ago came rushing back to her as she saw teeth sharpening and developing into tusks, faces stretching into snouts, horns growing and coiling out of foreheads. Her four dates were hulking out into beefy, towering demons now.

Even Grant’s swimmer build was developing into immense bulk comparable to the rest of the transforming men. With their eyes and hair becoming black as night, nothing that could set them apart from each other was left.

What surrounded Cassie were massive, towering 8ft. tall muscle bound demons with dicks half as long as they were tall. The beasts’ swollen bodies were rippling with raw masculine power, heavy blue balls churning with seed, eager for release.

“Cuh-Crazy…” Cassie managed to murmur before she was surprised with demonized Theo cramming a whole foot worth of dick, out of a possible four, into her throat. Overwhelmed at first, Cassie quickly felt herself growing thirsty for more cum. She eagerly swallowed more and more of what Theo had to give her, working the immensity of that demon dick into her stretching esophagus. Breathing became nearly impossible, but she still endured.

What made remaining focused on Theo an arduous task of course was Grant and Rodney still going to town into her pitifully undersized cunt and butt. Cassie could feel her cervix meant nothing to Ollie’s gigantic cock. Rodney had invaded the deepest reaches of her rectal passage, starting to shove her guts around as he brutally made love to her ass. Cassie could feel the two brutes under and behind her fucking her so hard, so eager to stuff themselves as far as they could make it inside of her that their dicks were touching each other inside of her.

Ollie had remained standing still, his clawed hand eagerly pumping his four footer. The immense demonic member stuck out like an angry, veiny python drooling ludicrous volumes of pre jizz onto the ground. The voyeur was almost painfully hard, eager to join in the foursome and make it a five.

But he didn’t need to wait for long. Just as they were so eager to fuck Cassie’s brains out, the burly demons were incapable of holding themselves back when it came to release. Inhumane quantities of pre seed were already well on their way to flooding Cassie. It was then only natural the moment they all came again that the equivalent of three river dams breaking apart at once began overstuffing the overwhelmed brunette.

Cassie had never felt this way before. It was such a paradoxical state: She was in control of those scary-looking boy toys; they belonged to her. Cassie knew they were nothing if not her eager man-whores. And yet the role she was playing right now was that of no more than a cumdump. She accepted their hellish ejaculate with her stomach and womb, her body rapidly absorbing all the seed.

The young girl’s body started to bloat in response to the excess of cum entering her. Cassie felt her tits balloon out over her swelling gut, her hips widening as her ass cheeks and thighs fattened up. Once she had managed to settle into a drinking rhythm to gulp down Theo’s monstrous load, Cassie actually found amusement in the way she was enlarging so quickly, the growling demons running into trouble once she started becoming too much for even them.

With Cassie’s stomach bloating out like a cum balloon, demon Grant started feeling the weight of that gut spreading all over him, inevitably covering him under Cassie’s heft. In a similar fashion, demon Rodney found himself clambered over Cassie’s mountainous ass as it grew rounder and bigger all around. It wasn’t long before each glut expanded to the point of knocking him back. As for Theo, it was all he could do to avoid getting shoved away by Cassie’s tremendous pair of headlights, each boob at least twice the size of her own torso. Fortunately for the orally pleased demon, he ended slipping into that cavernous cleavage instead and although he was now immobilized by the mammoth mammaries sandwiching him, he had no issues holding onto Cassie.

But even as she continued being blimped out by the three studs, something was missing in Cassie’s opinion. “This isn’t enough!” she thought. Lamenting the fact she had left that fourth available dick unattended, Cassie quickly thought to rectify the situation. She beckoned Ollie closer, needing to use only one arm to push the eager yet still subservient Theo away from her mouth.

Licking her lips from any leftover jizz dripping off her mouth, Cassie smiled at the excited demons. She threw both of her arms behind her neck and manifested enough physical strength to prop her extremely disproportionate bust up. Each areola was three times bigger than her head each, nipples thick enough to pass as bowls practically cascading with a waterfall of cream. “Boys,” a devious smirk crept up Cassie’s lips.

As if driven by Cassie’s will alone, Theo and Ollie each mounted one of those inhumanely fat boobs, clambering over the sloshy milk tanks before plugging up their leaks with their humongous dongs. Cassie creamed herself more times than humanly possible in that instant, her eyes rolling up into their sockets as she went limp against the horny quartet.

While the two in front of the sexually overwhelmed brunette began fucking her tits, Grant at her pussy redoubled his efforts to pump her full of his seed. Rodney hadn’t given up either, sinking himself as deep as he could into her crack to be able to maintain his dick as far up Cassie’s asshole as he could manage. The gangbang had come back in full swing.

And Cassie was only growing bigger as a result. Her tits had no way of ejecting milk and with the addition of those insanely virile members pouring man juice inside, their overflowing contents could only remain by making Cassie bustier and bustier. It wasn’t long before Ollie and Theo had to clamber over breasts far too large to hang onto, especially when Cassie’s stomach kept filling up more and more. Rodney was in the same boat, starting to get lifted off the ground by the gargantuan ass he was trying to fuck. There was not a single trace of Grant, Cassie had utterly buried him under her gut but his hips continued to hump.

“Yeeeeaaahhh…! More…! More cum! Mooooore! Moooore!” the ultra-bloated girl drooled as she was pushed up higher and higher by the four sources of unrelenting ejaculate. The warehouse containers were starting to look pathetic next to Cassie’s undeniably huge self. Soon, her demands became far too unreasonable for even the huge demons to cope with. It didn’t help that every time they came, Cassie became even bigger and they only tired themselves out more. They were approaching their limit while the greedy girl simply relished being a 15ft. tall group of sloshy spheres with a vaguely human figure attached to them.

In the end, the demons’ stamina ran out. They had no more cum to give. However, their arousal remained intact. Their desire to please that terrifyingly thirsty girl was so intense that even when their flesh was unable to comply, their souls broke their mortal limits.

One by one, Rodney, Grant, Theo and Ollie began to rapidly swell before their skin started to tear. They all burst apart into grey goop, squirming all over the fucked-stupid cum blimp. That ooze merged together into a towering mountain of musky slime, slim appendages bursting forth from its monolithic stature. Cassie’s mind was gone, but her body readily accepted each and every one of those tendrils stuffing her pussy, ass, nipples and mouth. Like a garden hose set to full blast, ectoplasm-like substance began to pump into Cassie.

As the demonic ooze shrunk, Cassie’s gut and assets continued to grow and grow, even faster than before. She collided into the nearby containers, her body rapidly running out of space in the warehouse. It all culminated with a shuddering mass of sloshy liquid, indistinguishable from a human being, completely smothering the insides of that warehouse.

It took Cassie hours to regain herself. She could her sheer immensity. All she was sad about was that the warehouse was still a ways from being outgrown by her gut, tits and ass. Sadly, this hadn’t been enough either. The experience had been fun but she needed more; way more.

Deciding to make her retreat, Cassie gradually willed herself back to normal, her body obeying and returning to its default proportions. After picking her smothered, decidedly musky clothes up and putting them back on, Cassie realized she should keep her hair and eyes different just in case. There was no sense in taking unnecessary risks, even if she knew there would hardly be any resistance against her person.

For the first time in her life, she wasn’t afraid of walking back home by herself.

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The cravings for breast milk and pussy juice had become the one thing that woke Cassie up. She wasn’t interested in regular food any longer. All she had to do in order to feel nourished at this point was to grab her creamy breasts, aim her nipples up and squeeze. Achieving orgasm on demand wasn’t an art she had perfected yet, but she positively gushed with very little stimulation from her fingers anyway. Drinking down gallons of her juices quickly turned into Cassie’s favorite breakfast.

That day, she felt like doing something different. It was Sunday and the final day of her town’s holy week, so she was pondering entertainment someplace she could stretch her legs and relax at. The first thing that came to Cassie’s devious mind was the coast, wondering just how easy it would be to create her own nudist beach. But then she considered how an open space might be too risky to engage in for the time being; she didn’t feel like she was in full control of all of her new abilities.

While browsing her phone for ideas, Cassie happened upon a list for movie showings in the theatres of her city’s entertainment district. “That reminds me…” she pressed a finger to her chin, starting to recall the rumor she’d once heard about a hidden adult cinema. A tucked away, seedy building offering cheap porn flicks for deviants to flock to late in the afternoon. She didn’t have to think twice about it.

Cassie spent the rest of the day getting information on the adult theater. Online anonymity allowed her to keep a low profile and after a few cleverly asked questions in the right channels, she had an address and even a schedule for that day’s showings. A smirk crossed her face as she read the first movie title: “Jill Mends Jack’s Crown”. She paused, laughed, and tossed her hair back. “I shouldn’t get my hopes up.”

Again, Cassie altered herself. She’d been a fan of those pretty blue eyes she’d given herself, so she stared at her irises in the mirror, swapping from their usual green. While combing her red hair, she thought she’d keep it shoulder-length, but went blonde this time. Every red strand brightened before becoming golden locks she tied into a simple ponytail over her shoulder. Next, she grew just a couple inches taller, but made her breasts raise a couple of cup sizes larger. She wanted to really stretch out one of her pretty long sleeved shirts for the occasion.

Fitting into form fitting jeans and putting on her socks and sneakers, Cassie twirled around, pushed her huge bust out in front of the mirror and was satisfied with what she saw. It was time to go to the movies.

When she got to the cinema, it surprised Cassie just how few patrons there were. At least until she remembered it was a Sunday. Already she could see several jealous girlfriends giving her the stink eye as her cleavage simply devoured attention. Guys couldn’t help themselves and she hadn’t even begun seriously releasing pheromones. And for as much grief as she was causing other women, none of them were actually approaching her. It was almost like the theater was both captivated with her yet strangely maintained their distance. It brought a smile to her face.

With ticket on hand, the blonde walked into the gallery. She quickly decided to claim a spot at the top row so that she could observe the rest of the movie goers. Even if multiple seats were available, the closest patrons she could see were sitting three rows below her. “I’m a fan of personal space, anyway,” she chuckled, stretching and splaying out to enjoy the extra space.

The silver screen came to life with high quality projection, surprising Cassie as well as many other first time visitors. She actually paid attention to the movie’s plot, which was elaborate for such a dubiously titled porn flick. It turned out to be a thriller with engaging characters and heated sex scenes in the first half hour. Cassie’s nostrils flared, able to pick up the scent of arousal wafting up from the lower rows; the other movie goers. The smell was intoxicating and she couldn’t help but grow horny herself, a hand slipping into her pants so that she could tease her eager pussy.

Her sexually sharpened senses were a blessing. Cassie had to start ignoring the movie in favor of bringing attention to her aching womanhood, already feeling most of her jeans becoming drenched in her juices. “Each of them smells slightly different, but they’re all soooo good…” the blonde licked her lips, her lust-based appetite only being fueled by the audience in front of her. The only moment her masturbatory session found interruption was when sudden warmth began to spread from her waist down to the very tip of her toes. Cassie knew what that meant.

Fingers slipped deeper into her passage, her entire hand almost falling into her vagina as it grew incredibly wide. Cassie felt her hips widening again, her ass starting to inflate and cause her panties to wedge up into her crack. But this time, denim wasn’t being stretched merely by fattening ass cheeks. Cassie’s legs were bulking up and growing longer, pushing her enlarging feet over the row in front of her. “Nnnghhh… that’s right,” she murmured, fingering herself harder as her jeans started to rip and tear.

As Cassie wriggled her toes, she watched them poke holes through her sneakers, chuckling to herself in excitement as her socks split open around her feet as well. Over the next minute, her legs inched longer, beefier, calves and thighs exploding with additional thickness. Her jeans were immediately wrecked, tearing around expanding muscle while the oversized legs pushed onto the rows of seats ahead, crushing them hopelessly under all that extra weight.

Meanwhile, Cassie moaned as her ass split the back of her pants open, each cheek practically flowing out and starting to take over nearby seats, breaking the armrests before multiple backs were swallowed under her butt. She was becoming more and more bottom-heavier, her legs reaching the second row of seats ahead of her as her monstrous ass pancaked the seating in her own row.

And bigger and bigger Cassie’s lower body grew. By the time the expansion slowed, her legs stretched out four times their original length and five times in girth, the additional muscle having turned them into devastatingly gigantic limbs. Inevitably spreading them out caused those huge legs to override all three rows, while her ass had become so impressively gargantuan her upper body had been pushed all the way up to the height of the projector room.

Cassie could hardly contain herself. More than one of the firm cushions had become caught into her crack, fluff and leather snapping under so much pressure. Her ass felt incredible with every bit of the theater it destroyed. She had felt sorry her hands couldn’t reach her absolutely colossal cunt, but between the arousal of the moviegoers and that incredible growy tingling, she didn’t need to. The gallery’s aisles were getting drenched in her cum already.

But by the time the patrons realized something was off, Cassie hit her orgasm. Her extremely overgrown pussy seemed to yawn for just a moment before it began to squirt. At its size, however, Cassie’s vaginal opening released blasts of juice, “Nnnghhhhyeeessss…!” the blonde cried out, destructively spreading her legs even more as she thrust her goliath hips out, spreading a shower of her nectar all over the gallery. Every last row got bathed in Cassie’s cum as a result.

Yelps and cries of “Ugh!” and “Disgusting!” over the film’s audio resounded in the cinema, but soon only the actors’ voices could be heard in silence. After calming down from her orgasm, Cassie began to feel odd. She had been smelling the arousal of all those present, but now there was a much stronger scent in the air; one capable of seriously tickling her nose. It didn’t take her very long to realize that was the smell of her own juice, its scent amplified many times its already potent base. The way her nostrils were burning, Cassie could tell her pheromones had to be a hundred levels stronger than the previous night. It was such a strong smell it wafted throughout the building, spreading to every last neighboring aisle.

It then came as no surprise when every last person in the adult theater started to make their way to the gallery, intent on finding the source of that sickeningly sweet odor. Cassie could only watch as not only men, but women as well started climbing the decimated rows of seats. They all clambered over her utterly gigantic legs and trekked towards her immense, puffy labia.

“They’re like zombies…!” Cassie remarked, morbidly curious as she saw the vacant stares on each person surrounding her disproportionately oversized lower body. When the first of the mob made it to her cunt, they weren’t satisfied with merely touching, kissing or even plowing her drooling cunt. No, the first person who put their arms forth did so to stretch Cassie’s cunt lips open, shoving themselves head first into her vagina.

“Nnnghhaaaahh…!” the blonde cried out, arching her back as her hands slammed the wall behind her. “Oh God, he’s inside me! He’s crawling inside…!” Cassie laughed and moaned, her supersized pussy barely having any time accommodating its intruder before a second one started to force their way in. As the second willing prey allowed themselves to get consumed by the gaping hole, the first victim was pushed farther in. With every new meal, Cassie’s womb was starting to fill up, needing to stretch out. “People are climbing into my pussy, gyaaaaahhh…!”

Cassie’s hands rested on her swelling stomach as her uterus struggled to contain a whole person, then two, then three inside of it. Her gut exploded with size, half a dozen crawlers unbirthing themselves as offerings to the giga twat. One after another, it didn’t take long for dozens of people to take permanent residence inside of the heavily bloated Cassie. By the time the last human being had become a snack for the giant legged student’s womanhood, her gut was spilling all over the gallery, writhing with near a hundred people, all of them content to become absorbed by the beautiful blonde.

People were processed like meals inside of Cassie’s womb. Her upsettingly large stomach deflated almost as quickly as it had initially inflated, and in the end, as usual, Cassie was left a bottomless mess on her destroyed row’s floor. “Food for my pusy…” Cassie laughed as she patted her flat now tummy, relishing the idea of being such a charismatic predator. She was truly feeling unstoppable now. But she needed more.

It was past midnight, however, so she went back home, but not before procuring pants which had been discarded by a horny couple from earlier. She basked under the moonlight, feeling more energized than ever. At this point, sleep was simply a way for her to dream more depraved dreams.

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In all the excitement, Cassie had almost forgotten she had school to attend to. That Monday marked the end of St. Julius’ week after all. Classes were back in full swing.

The senior had never stopped to think how complicated things were going to get for her now that she was so deeply connected with the entity her soul had merged with. Cassie’s enhanced sense of smell had grown so sensitive that each time a boy or girl presented a hormonal imbalance by way of arousal, her brain was shot a full dose of endorphins that made her feel lightheaded at best. In high-school, that meant her senses were being overloaded every other minute.

It took Cassie all of her willpower to keep the façade of “Ms. Perfect” up when her pussy was metaphorically on fire. Her usual participation in class was undermined by fear of moaning like a bitch in heat instead of adding any meaningful insight to the teachers’ discourse.

She was also incredibly hungry. Cassie had been running late to school so she didn’t even have time to slurp herself the way she liked it. And her stomach was reprimanding her for it. It became increasingly hard to use the breaks between periods to find empty bathroom stalls that she could use to milk herself or even masturbate with the intensity she desired. Cassie had to excuse herself twice in the middle of different lectures to rush over to the bathroom and stuff herself with her own cream and juices.

Whether by skill or chance, the redhead made it to the end of the school day without major incident. “This is stressful,” Cassie told herself with a groan. Her mind was already racing with all the things she wanted to do that night, wanting to find proper release and grant her body the fuel it was aching for since the day of the dream.

Before she could leave the building however, a hand fell upon her arm, tugging her around a corner in the locker hall. Cassie felt strangely at ease with the shock of being wrested around, and she was ready to answer with force if necessary. Her tense muscles relaxed and her gaze softened when she met a familiar face.

“Where the hell have you been, Cass?!” a tanned girl with dirty blonde hair a couple of inches taller than Cassie stood in front of her. It was Lynn, one of the few friends she still maintained since middle school. “Been trying to reach you all week. Didn’t even get one ‘seen’ from you!”

“Ah, sorry, Lynn! It’s been a busy vacation for me,” Cassie used her most innocent grin on her friend, who let her go.

Lynn sighed, impatiently resting her knuckles on her hips. “Don’t tell me you’ve been cooped up at home studying all this time? Girl, there’s more to life than college entrance exams, y’know?”

Cassie stuck out her tongue at Lynn, her cheeks growing red. She couldn’t tell Lynn what she had been up to. Eager to change subjects, Cassie finally noticed the other two girls standing behind Lynn.

Cassie remembered Juliet, the cheerleading captain, a gorgeous, outrageously thin and disproportionately busty girl. Juliet’s blonde hair reminded Cassie of her latest choice of hairdo from the previous night.

The other girl was someone who Cassie had never talked to before, but she figured she was another cheerleader. Her name was Rose and she had crimson locks similar to Cassie’s. Rose was petite in stature like Cassie as well, but she left a lot to be desired in the curves’ department. Perhaps that was why she had never stuck out to Cassie. These were Lynn’s friends from the cheerleading team.

“So what’s up…?” Cassie casually asked, a half attempted greeting towards the other two ladies. “Does the cheerleading team need help with their finances or...?”

“What? Cassie! Jeez,” Lynn blurted out a laugh as an impatient Juliet rolled her eyes. “I’ve been trying to reach you because I wanted us to go to that new karaoke place. Remember? We saw the announcement it was going to be finished by St. Julius’. They posted a deal for a 4 people session to drum up their business…?”

“Oh… oh!” Cassie perked up as she recalled a chat she had with Lynn three weeks ago. “They actually opened the place?! They must’ve really put the pedal to the metal. I figured they were gonna get delayed or something.”

“Well, they only have about three or four of the eight rooms they planned… but mom and her friends from work tried it out and they had a blast!” Lynn continued, “And, since I got tired of waiting for you to get back to me, I got us all a reservation! You can’t get away from this, Cass!”

The earnest look in Lynn’s face was all Cassie needed to give up. “I guess I can’t,” the redhead shrugged, a smirk creeping up on her lips as she softly sang out: “Don’t blame me later when you see how terrible I am.”

“Everybody’s terrible at karaoke, Cass,” the dirty blonde giggled.

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The instrumental version of Believe by Cher was playing at full volume, but the lyrics sang out by the girls was a true mess. And yet they were all laughing each time they made a mistake. With the ice broken and getting drunk off the atmosphere, not even the stuck up Juliet could hold back her tears of laughter every time she heard her friends botching their parts in the karaoke.

Falling to their cushy seats in the dimly lit, moody room, the four schoolgirls fought to catch their breaths. Rose was already putting up a call for another extension; their third one that afternoon. “Should I try to get them to bring screwdrivers again?”

“Yeah, but like, make sure to use your soft goo-goo voice,” Juliet leaned over Rose with a suggestive grin, “I saw how the guy at the reception was checking you out. You’re totally his type.”

“Psh, he already turned us down all three times, do you really think they’ll risk serving alcohol to minors?” Lynn chuckled, elbowing Cassie who was sitting next to her. “Who needs booze, right? This is great!”

Cassie didn’t even like alcohol to begin with. She had tried beer, wine and several cocktails, but she could never into the alcoholic taste of those kinds of beverages. Much less now that her palate had adjusted to a particular kind of drink she couldn’t openly discuss with her friends.

“Hey! The next song’s coming up. Come on, girls!” Juliet made a hand gesture towards the flat screen, “Rose, it’s your turn! Want me finish the extension myself, or are you gonna keep wooing your boyfriend?”

“Huh-he’s not!” Rose stood up from her seat, her face lit up bright red like a tomato. “Ahh! N-no, I mean, please book us for another hour, that’s fine!” she quickly said into the phone before hanging up. “No booze.”

“No booze,” Juliet repeated with a shrug, “Grace us with song then, Rosey…!” the cheerleader captain smooched at the air, making the flustered redhead take the stage.

The fun began anew. The other redhead of the group stretched on her seat as the others cheered the clumsy Rose through a new song. It was good times until Cassie began to feel the moon rising in the skies above the building; three fourths of the way full. As she sensed the changes manifesting, she began to slide off her seat, discreetly walking off while the others were focused on Rose and the screen.

With a click of the doorknobs, Cassie ensured the doors were properly closed. She didn’t want any accidental onlookers yet. Her breathing had accelerated considerably already when she turned around to brace her back against the wall. The pent up arousal of the day was catching up to Cassie and she couldn’t fight it anymore. Fingers flicked her skirt out of the way and she guided her right hand up her thighs, biting her lips as she started playing with herself.

At first, all Cassie was doing was fingering herself before her friends’ back. She bit her lips to stifle her lewd moans, part of her getting off at the perverse nature of what she was doing. But soon she was unable to hold back all the nasty sounds coming from her. In particular, her chest was soon getting stretched out by her ever stiffening nipples which seemed to be growing on their own. In no time at all, both her bra and shirt began to produce loud stretching noise neither the background music nor Rose’s voice could mask any longer. And then fabric ripped.

What Lynn and the rest saw froze their blood on the spot. There was masturbating Cassie, her uniform shirt having holes bored in front of each breast. Cassie’s nipples had grown immense: They stretched nine inches long, having also developed massive amounts of thickness. Her puffy areolae could barely be seen through those haphazard holes in Cassie’s shirt; what truly dominated everyone’s view were those throbbing, pink tubes as thick as a soda can.

“Cuh-Cass…?” Lynn ventured to say, her voice cracking up as her eyes pleaded to Cassie’s for an explanation; any explanation whatsoever. She and the other girls by the stage screamed when they saw Cassie’s gigantic nipples bulge out monstrously. A trio of equally bulky grey tentacles ejected from each engorged nub, rushing the terrified schoolgirls.

“S-suh-sorry…” Cassie bowed her head for a moment, her lips quivering as her eyes became obscured with her hair bangs. “I told you I was terrible at karaoke.”

There was simply no escape from Cassie’s nipple tendrils mercilessly. The music continued to blare as Rose, Lynn and Juliet clumsily stumbled about in an attempt to save themselves, but they were caught by their limbs or waist, held down in place as another tentacle found a good hole to sink itself into. Cassie felt her breasts pump out fluid which was directed to all three of her victims.

Each violated woman was left alone once they’d been successfully injected. Cassie grinned and squealed in delight as she felt her violently stretched giga nipples swallowing back all the tentacles. From that point, Cassie became a spectator.

Completely overtaken, Lynn was the first to wobble back up to her feet. She had had her virgin ass completely violated by the injector tendril. Her eyes were already totally black, completely devoid of emotion. Her dirty blonde hair grew longer and longer, darkening until it was charcoal black. The other girls in their damaged school outfits followed suit with the same changes, and soon enough all too familiar changes started to manifest.

First, the mindless women started growing insanely muscular. Their clothes burst around swelling biceps, triceps, deltoids and traps. Their exploding quads gave them thighs several times larger than football players, and their shin muscles simply tore their socks apart. They were turning into beefy amazons.

Breasts quadrupled in size for each girl, and the smallest one, Rose, was left with tits even bigger than Cassie’s as a result. Their hips flared out into child bearing pelvises with immense, jiggly bottoms to match. And they grew taller, and taller, and taller until they each became 10ft. tall extremely powerful women.

But just like with the men a couple days before, and Tony before them, their skin lost all tone before it started to blot out with midnight blue color. Each of the pretty girls’ faces contorted before swelling out, becoming boar-like in nature. They grew fangs and tusks to replace their teeth, hooves in place of feet and ram horns to decorate their foreheads with. It was a clashing contrast of power, beauty and hideous terror all wrapped up in a massive package.

Demon Juliet was the one to make the first move, seizing Rose and Lynn’s oversized racks. Their moans came out as twisted, animalistic howls which only grew in frequency as they began to sexually engage with each other.

The trio of demonesses seemed all but completely disinterested in the voyeur by the door. They were intensely focused on each other, brutally fingering pussies, violently fisting assholes, biting and chewing on tits, eating each other out before making out with cum in their mouths. The three demonized schoolgirls had become depravity itself.

They exhausted every page of the lesbian Kama Sutra in their lustful wake, smashing onto the furniture and equipment surrounding them, thrashing about the floor like sexual wrestlers. In their desperation to cum, they obliterated the karaoke room. And when they finally reached their peaks, when their pussies began to squirt with enough juice to choke entire porn sets with, their fates were finally sealed.

One by one, Cassie’s friends let out howls of utter bliss before their bodies started to bulk up rapidly. With their skin being unable to keep up with the hastily emerging hosts from within, their rubber-like forms loudly stretched until they could maintain their shape no longer. They each popped like a balloon, bathing the room and Cassie in ectoplasm.

That writhing goop usually had one mission, but tonight, it didn’t gather in one place only. Evenly distributing into a pair of towering, tentacle oozes, one of masses stretched upwards and crashed past a vent on the ceiling, squeezing out into the ventilation system of the building. Cassie hardly had time to even pay attention to the escaping tendrils. The remaining mass began to force itself into her morbidly giant nipples, stuffing her breasts through induction.

“Ohhh, fuck! Stretching me out…!” Cassie cried out in pleasure, her already torn shirt getting hopelessly decimated by her bloating tits. She inevitably started to tilt forwards as the weight increased more and more with every passing second. Her boobs were positively exploding in size, snapping her useless bra and pulling Cassie down to the floor.

She was forced to bend over her humongous pair. Cassie was left panting as her boobs spread along the floor, wobbling like the sloshy containers they had become. But she wasn’t given the time to settle in to her new bust size. While immobilized by her torso dwarfing breasts, Cassie started to hear screams from all over the building. Humanity was stripped away from those howls, turning into familiarly bestial roars.

As soon as the ominous growling ceased, Cassie saw the broken vent above her begin to drip with clear seminal fluid, tendrils soon following down in greater droves than those which had left. She was sent flying forwards as a barrage of tentacles forced the doors of the room open. The entirety of the building had been corrupted. Demonization gave way to more messy explosions, which soon had the place crawling with more oozing appendages.

Demonic tentacles utterly destroyed Cassie’s panties as they clumsily shoved themselves into her asshole all at once, spreading her sphincter beyond the limits of a normal human being. Her screams of bliss were immediately interrupted when the ceiling tentacles descended in order to penetrate her mouth. Cassie’s gag reflex caused her to begin tearing up as her throat and esophagus were forcibly stretched out to accommodate dozens of tendrils eager to feed her. Once the input were hopelessly stuffed to capacity, the rest of the tentacles started to single-mindedly seek out other entrances, returning to pierce her nipples at the front and stuffing her pussy from behind.

It was far too much for Cassie’s body. She was devouring countless people, filling up so fast that her body reacted in an unexpected way: She began to grow all over at once. Expanding in every direction, the exceptionally busty redhead started to inch closer to the ceiling, her damaged uniform splitting and tearing apart as she quickly became even bigger than her demonized friends had.

Cassie groaned and came multiple times throughout the process. The minutes went by but the tentacle buffet didn’t seem to be shrinking any. Her body was running out of space in the room, her feet knocking the walls of the exit down, sliding out and soon followed by her legs. Her bust slid across the room, crushing the trashed karaoke room underneath until her behemoth mammaries began to crash past the opposite wall. Cassie was growing so big so fast that she was beginning to invade neighboring, now empty rooms.

It didn’t take long for the building to become physically unable to contain the swelling giantess. She was feeding with gusto, there was simply nothing she could or wanted to do to stop those unrelenting sacrifices from making her greater and greater in every way. The fuel she absorbed was processed at such blinding speed thanks to the initial bursts that every second saw her blimp out another couple of feet taller.

The karaoke building sat at a refurbished location in the entertainment district. The invisible part of the building still needed a new coat of painting, and it reeked of a half-finished job. The excellently painted front didn’t seem to stop Cassie’s enlarging form from bursting through any better than the back. Bricks, glasses and other debris rained all around the swelling redhead as she began to bask in the cool evening air, her tremendous tits occupying the entirety of the parking lot, crushing cars underneath.

With the last tentacle consumed, the 50ft. tall super busty school girl was left panting, drooling semen from her young lips. She was throbbing and shaking all over, her cunt as a running fountain with the aftermath of innumerable climaxes. “Th-this… might have been… ahhh… a tad excessive…” she gasped and panted, short of breath. Glancing around, she had no idea how she was going to cover up for this disaster.

And yet, the people in the entertainment districts weren’t paying Cassie any mind. They weren’t concerned at all with the building which had been removed in favor of a ludicrously endowed giant woman. Cassie waved her hand above the pedestrians, even threatened to smoosh them under her palms, but they simply ignored her. “Have my powers become this strong already? I must… I must be getting close,” she licked her lips.

Cassie could feel the other side of her lauding her for the meal. It wasn’t using words to communicate with her, but it all the same assured her that once she left the area to readjust her proportions, the karaoke building would be seen as a simple, empty lot up for purchase. And so, she went back home, shrinking along the way until she could make it inside of her base.

Deciding to be more proactive about her food problem during the morning, Cassie made sure to set an alarm before passing out.

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It was early morning and Cassie was wide awake. She had her breakfast in bed, absent-mindedly suckling on her large milk factories while taking regular breaks to partake of the juices her fingers collected from her cunny.

Her thoughts were on the previous night; what a wonderful sensation. At the end of her romp, everybody in the entertainment district looked like ants. Cassie had convinced herself she had grown accustomed to her new, considerably domineering personality, but the rush she felt when she compared her giant body to the insignificant pedestrians below her was incomparable. She carried that latent arousal with her all day.

At least until she got to school. Cassie’s worries flooded back to her in one fell swoop when she started seeing fellow schoolgirls crossing the gates. Her movements slowed and she fell into a deep, thoughtful pause. “The others must’ve been posting we were going out together. Everyone knows I’m the last one they saw them with…” she murmured to herself, pressing her fingers to her mouth in concern. “Leaving campus abruptly would only make me more suspicious,” she continued the monologue in her head, “I have to go about my day like normal and avoid anyone that isn’t on my typical schedule. I can’t risk becoming suspicious; not when I’m so close!”

Classes went by in a flash. With her hunger problem having been taken care of earlier, Cassie was a lot less distracted, and thus less prone to error. She still had to fight the hormonal scents of the student body and thus spent another quiet set of lectures, barely fidgeting in her seat as she fought the urge to touch herself.

It was the end of the last period when Cassie, relieved, put away her last book and readied to make her leave. She was about to thank her lucky stars when she picked up conversation within earshot.

“Yeah, she hasn’t returned my calls. Wonder if something’s up?”

Cassie’s eyes widened. She kept the locker door open to block sight of her, trying to focus her ears on the voices she wanted to listen to.

“Juliet’s like a total diva and I get it, but Lynn? This isn’t like her. She always at least replies a disinterested ‘ok’ at least. Do you think I made her mad?”

“Oh no. Not at all! Don’t Rose’s grandparents have a big villa in the country or something? I’ve heard they’ve grabbed Juliet’s dad’s car and driven there before. Bet’cha $20 they’re playing hooky!”

“Jeez, don’t they even care about their grades?”

The discussion between the two students kept going, but Cassie’s interest dwindled as she realized she wasn’t being mentioned. In fact, she didn’t seem to be part of the equation at all. “Strange, this is almost like with…” she thought back to a week ago. Something clicked in her head. “Tony…” she breathed out in a low voice, staring at her green eyes for a moment in the mirror of her locker. Vivid memories flashed in her mind. She had done the same horrible thing to him; the same thing she eventually planned to do to everybody once she became powerful enough.

The Cassie looking back at her through her reflection seemed to change for a moment. Her green eyes looked completely black, her teeth filled with fangs. The monstrous reflection hissed at her, forcing the disturbed girl to slam her locker shut.

“Whoa! Everything alright, Cassie?” a gentle, manly voice made Cassie’s shut eyes flutter open. She turned around to see one of her favorite teachers, Chandler Stone. Mr. Stone was Cassie’s English teacher. He was a tall, well-built man with short brown hair and clear blue eyes. The chillier days were making him bundle up with a grey sweater over his work shirt. He was usually dressed in dark blue jeans and brown shoes. With handsome, youthful features and a kind disposition, the English teacher was one of the most popular educators on campus; especially with the ladies. And Cassie certainly wasn’t immune to his boyish charms.

“Mr. Stone!” Cassie caught herself before she started to drool. Her eyes had immediately fallen upon the teacher’s groin; it was no secret most girls wanted to sleep with him; and yet no one had accused him of wrongdoing so far. “I’m alright, hehe. How about you?” she quickly asked, dissimulating her staring by twirling a lock of hair between her fingers while giddily rocking on her spot and bringing her eyes to his.

“I’m glad to hear that. But that sounded like a seriously harsh slam on your poor locker. Let’s try to keep school property in one piece, alright?” Mr. Stone laughed, receiving a playful giggle from a seemingly apologetic Cassie. The teacher dismissed the issue with a wave of his hand and adjusted his glasses before continuing to talk: “Anyway, I’m glad you asked how I am, because I was looking for you. I need a favor!”

Cassie’s heart skipped a beat. “He’s such a cutie when he’s squirming like that!” she thought, wanting to toy with him all of a sudden. Curious about his request however, Cassie gave in and asked: “Sounds serious! How may I help you, teacher?”

“Well, you’re the only one who can, actually!” Mr. Stone laughed, rubbing his head a little, “I’ve run into a snag with some financial records. It’s for the senior trip in a few weeks. Not just your class, but two others. I need to bring them to the bank to get things in order, and I could really use the help with reviewing all the documents to make sure they’re all in order. As class treasurer, I couldn’t think of anyone better suited for the task other than you!”

Cassie was left speechless at first. She didn’t want to do something so boring and commonplace! But at the same time, she couldn’t think of an excuse to blow the sexy English teacher off. Good girl Cassie would’ve never said no to Mr. Stone. “Oh alriiiight!” Cassie finally agreed, swayed by the idea of accompanying the hunky instructor anywhere. “But you’ll owe me!” she tacked on with a playful wink at the end.

“Hahaha, it is your job, but I suppose you wouldn’t have to do it if I wasn’t so incompetent with numbers. It’s just not my forte,” Mr. Stone took it in stride, offering one of his charming smiles to Cassie, “Alright. What do you want in return? You know I can’t give you better grades for this. Not that you need any help with that!”

“Hee! Oh, I’m sure we can think of something, Mr. Stone,” Cassie smirked, sauntering past him, making sure to bounce her chest for him.

“Right… uh, well, let’s go fetch those documents, shall we?” Mr. Stone clapped his hands, trying his best not to stare at the suddenly salacious Cassie. She had always been so meek and docile he had already been having trouble believing she was trying to get something else out of this. “I need you to vet them before I can bring them to the bank. And then I would appreciate you being there when I go talk to the clerk, just in case. I got an appointment set aside in a couple hours. If it all goes well I shouldn’t need to bother you again; I know you’re busy studying for your college exams.”

“Oh yes,” Cassie replied as they walked down the halls to the records office together. “College keeps me soooo busy,” she licked her lips as she watched Mr. Stone bend over to pick up some files from an organizer. “What a manly butt. I want to grab and squeeze it so bad…!” Cassie’s mind was going places already. She had been the world’s biggest deviant the past two weeks, and yet it had never occurred to her to sin with one of her teachers.

“…and these I signed yesterday, after making sure I…” Mr. Stone paused, “…are you alright, Cassie?”

“Oh!” snapping back from her mental fantasies, Cassie noticed her teacher had put down some documents on a table and seemed to have been reading them to her for a bit while she was lost in the fantasies of fucking him. “Sorry, I was a little distracted. Let me see…”

Cassie’s constant distractions were making Mr. Stone feel uneasy, but her insights were on point, so he let her peculiar behavior slide. The review took more time than he would have wanted thanks to the constant wandering of Cassie’s eyes, but soon enough they were both convinced all the records were compliant with their bank’s standards. Mr. Stone drove them to the bank, where he was hoping he could settle the financial discrepancy he had been notified about.

Unfortunately, even appointments could sometimes get derailed. The clerk in charge of their case not only took his sweet time getting to them, but he also had them on hold several times throughout the meeting. The teacher had begun regretting volunteering as chaperone for the school trip.

Cassie in the meantime considered her time close to her teacher a blessing in disguise. She wondered what kind of women Chandler was into. “Does he like my big boobs? Are they too big? …maybe not big enough?” she smirked to herself as she thought about it. “Maybe I need to dig into what really makes him horny? Mmm, maybe that’s too forward for now, hehe.”

By the time the meeting with the bank clerk was over, it was late in the afternoon. Even Cassie had become utterly devoid of patience and had been half-way into considering destroying the building in some manner simply to punish their horrendous customer service. Her fury became assuaged when an even more tired Mr. Stone approached her with a smile that perfectly hid his own frustrations.

“Well, that sucked,” Mr. Stone shrugged, holding a document folder in his right hand, “But it’s over and done with now, and hopefully we don’t ever have to come to this bank again!” he snickered as they walked out, Cassie laughing at his cheeky remark. “But no, seriously. I can’t thank you enough, Cassie. You’re a lifesaver.”

“Aw, it was nothing. Really, Mr. Stone. I can go through these forms in my sleep by now! And it’s not like I was the one getting put to sleep in front of that slowpoke,” Cassie giggled a little.

With a sigh of understanding, Mr. Stone nodded his head and said: “Well, since we’re done here, can I give you a lift home? It’s late. Doesn’t feel right to have you walk alone after I kept you out this long!”

Cassie had been looking forwards to independently roaming the city that day. But now that she could glance at the gloriously shiny sunset off in the orange horizon and realized what time it was, the redhead glanced back to his teacher with a beaming grin. “I’d love that.”

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With just eight blocks to go before reaching their destination, Cassie had to grab and squeeze at her seat in the car. It was getting dark already and the bright light from that practically full moon above them was beckoning her most intense desires. She wasn’t going to last much longer, it took all of her strength simply to swallow a slutty moan when her thighs started grinding together by reflex.

And then, Mr. Stone stopped at a red light merely three blocks away from Cassie’s place. She couldn’t wait any longer, she couldn’t hold herself back. The changes were coming. Cassie let out a startlingly loud orgasmic cry as her torso began to stretch.

Mr. Stone was a fan of manual transmission cars, but the surprise from being caught off guard by Cassie made him mess up the clutch pedal, sending his vehicle hurtling forwards for a couple feet before it came to full stop. “Damn! Cassie, what’s your problem? You…” the teacher settled his glasses back on but he fell silent when his hand moved away from his eyes and he could see what was happening to his passenger, “…startled… me.”

Girlish giggles erupted into mad laughter as Cassie arched her back, her head dunking into the backseats as her torso enlarged, exposing her lengthening midsection as her uniform was pushed back alongside Cassie. Pulsating bumps of flesh seemed to swim under her stretched stomach, settling at the sides under her arms before her torso started to open up. From the two holes on each of Cassie’s sides, a new yet fully grown arm sprouted out.

“What… what the fuck…?” Mr. Stone couldn’t control his reactions any longer. He gave up on turning the engine of his car back on, but he was panicking so much he was fumbling with his seatbelt. And things were getting even weirder.

Cassie’s already stretched shirt had its elastic capacity tested to its absolute limits once additional breasts started growing out from under her original pair. With an extra four plump mammaries, it didn’t take long for fabric to shred around the six immense tits. “Heeheeheehee! Ahahaha!” the crazed Cassie vociferated with joy only a degenerate like she could manifest.

When she began to choke up, the mutating girl twisted around in the car, her tits pancaking against the ceiling of the car as she threw her upper arms around Mr. Stone. Her wide green eyes’ pupils had shrunk to the size of pinholes, the poor teacher was feeling faint. He couldn’t even get a single word in. “You’re a hot hunk, Chandler! I want you. And I want you now!” she pulled him in, kissing the terrified educator deeply.

At the same time, the student’s neck began to bulge out as tentacles crawled up along her throat. The tendrils forced themselves into a choking Mr. Stone, who had no say in the matter. Unlike other times, the tentacles fully left Cassie, and additional appendages fed themselves to the bespectacled victim.

Chandler’s mind was immediately shattered. His seatbelt struggled to contain him as he began to bulk up and grow larger. His sweater sleeves burst apart as his biceps ballooned out, his beefing up pectorals and abdominals marking the front of his thick layers.

With a big grin, Cassie watched the changes as she lied back, already excited by the now black eyed Chandler’s transforming growls. She watched his skin turn the usual midnight blue, his ram horns growing so fast they bore holes into the car’s ceiling. Chandler was growing even faster than any demon Cassie had created, and alongside her own expansion they were starting to run out of space inside of the now severely tiny vehicle.

Chandler surged, snapping his seatbelt. His muscle bound body grew ever bigger and heftier, the tires of his smooshing into the asphalt as his weight continued to increase at exorbitant rates.

The multi-armed and multi-breasted redhead was still growing longer. With every few extra feet, a new pair of arms and breasts was added to the totem pole of excessive body parts. Cassie had to fold and coil herself at awkward angles to be able to fit inside the car, but even she was starting to feel the pinch of her constraining surroundings.

Very quickly, the car was getting decimated by both Chandler and his corrupted student. Eventually, the roof of the car was torn off its frame, crystal windows exploding from the exerted pressure.

Cassie relished the fresh air, her monstrously long torso coiling skyward to allow her to sit up. She stretched her multiple arms, whom were now accompanied by thirteen extra pairs. With her torso over ten feet long, and thirty two arms and breasts to her name, Cassie was looking like an X-rated human caterpillar.

Chandler grew much bigger. He tore the car apart on his side as he stood, his clawed feet literally tearing holes into the floor of the car as he stomped down. His face had already adapted the usual porcine features. Heavy amounts of bile were dripping off his supersized tusks. His tense muscles put the other demons to shame: He was a Herculean mountain of testosterone.

Even though Cassie was a towering monster in her own right, the abundantly corrupted teacher had truly ascended. He never stopped growing just because she had. The car split apart around his ankles as he became a looming giant, becoming taller and taller until he had become a menacingly gigantic 20ft. tall creature.

Cassie couldn’t help but heavily drool both with her mouth and pussy. The incredible sight was arousing her to high heaven. Those rippling muscles were to die for. Cassie was never going to find out just how big her teacher’s human dick used to be, but now that it was half as long as he was tall, she didn’t mind much. Cassie could hear those engorged midnight blue testes rumbling, the ‘nads so immensely bloated they hung well below Chandler’s knees. “Take me…!” she sang out.

“ C-Cuh-Cassandraaaaaa …” the demonic hyper stud’s voice had dropped several octaves. The bass of his voice was so powerful it made the asphalt crack and his surroundings quake. Merely rumbling out a regular breath was all it took to make Cassie vibrate all over. His heavy hands took her, essentially scooping the extremely long schoolgirl off the wreckage before pressing her down on his person-dwarfing penis.

“Mmnnghh! Yes… yes!” Cassie encouragingly went limp in demon Chandler’s grip. She spread her legs as far as she could; expecting to be torn apart. Fortunately, her inhuman elasticity was paramount in her survival as the towering brute began to force himself inside of her.

Not two seconds after initial penetration, the demon shifted his grip to Cassie’s hips. Just the oversized pecker’s tip was considerably longer than an average adult male’s whole member. But what truly set it apart from any other breeding tool was its sheer girth. The girl’s legs were forced apart, her hips stretched out far beyond their natural configuration as her pelvic structure was forced to grow in order to accept a cock which was thicker than both of her legs combined. Cassie could feel her lower body deform as Chandler’s humongous cunt buster advanced inside of her multi-limbed body.

And that wasn’t all. As intent as the giant demon was on spearing his student through with his devastating big dick, it had more means at its disposals than Cassie was aware of. Chandler’s muscular back began to split open moments after bulging at several areas running from his shoulders all the way down to the small of his back. Mounds of flesh popped with messy greyish goop as tentacles in equal number to Cassie’s breasts released themselves from the fornicating beast.

Cassie’s mouth went agape as she witnessed her hunky, beefy teacher erupting tendrils out his back. She had no doubt each tendril looked slightly different than the slimy appendages she had seen herself produce. These were phallic in shape, tapered at the end and they were all leaking sticky fluid. Over the past two weeks, Cassie had seen enough freaky sex to know exactly where this was going.

“AAUUUUGHH…!” the caterpillar woman cried out as her thirty two nipples each had their lactation ducts forced apart by the grey, lengthy penises. All of her fat breasts bloated out at once as the tentacles forced themselves beyond the mammaries’ capacities, filling them up to the point they should have burst; but instead they simply grew bigger. Now fully penetrated by the demon, Cassie could only yelp and squirm in place as she was fucked in thirty three different, equally sensitive holes all at once.

As screams of utter bliss hung over the suburban neighborhood, pedestrians witnessing the scenes ducked for cover and home owners locked themselves in. Whatever was happening in that street had to be the result of too much alcohol, or rather the lack thereof. The human brain’s capacity for denying reality was strong enough on its own that the entity Cassie had fused with didn’t need to exert its influence this once.

Tremor-generating growls of lust filled the suburbs as the demon fucked. It had forced Cassie into a perfect split, her legs having been stretched several feet longer than normal. The creature was keeping hold of her while at the same time using the grip on her immense legs as a hook to force her on and off his monster pole. That weapon of mass breeding was bloating Cassie out with pre-semen alone. Her breasts were bloating out at the same rate as her overly stuffed gut.

The intensity with which the beast screwed was such that the asphalt cracked under its weight and force. It was an unstoppable onslaught of raw carnal desire. The towering demon put all the others to shame. At the same time however, as the brightest of candles burn out the fastest, it didn’t take very long for that towering abomination to release its explosive load inside of Cassie.

And just as the other demons before it, the creature’s orgasm signaled the start of its final swelling. That Herculean giant let out one long, drawn out roar which shook the entire neighborhood as it grew bigger and bigger, thickening up grotesquely before its skin became unable to keep up with its growing insides. With a thundering boom, the demon exploded into ectoplasm goop.

Yet, the leaky refuse did not disperse like usual. In staying glued together, it retained a tower-like shape. The tentacles still stuck inside of Cassie acted as hoses to suck the ectoplasm into her body. At its base, the ooze generated additional tendrils that darted straight for Cassie’s freed vagina and unattended asshole, speeding up the absorption process.

Once more, Cassie came again and again as her body bloated out to a blimp shape, this time with thirty two comparatively smaller sacs full of jizz that used to be her breasts attached to her. “Ohhh fuck... augh… ohh…” There was little Cassie could use her words for, other than swearing and making unintelligible remarks. She was overjoyed and overloaded. Her entire frame was a misshapen, stretched out mass of curves and squirming limbs.

It was midnight by the time Cassie finished growing. She had to make it back home, process all that delicious food she was carrying in her monstrous body. To regain mobility taken by her morbidly obese tits, Cassie exploited the cumulative strength of her sixteen pairs of arms, managing to lift herself off the asphalt by pressing her hands down and using them to walk backwards. With her leaking tits aimed skyward, the upside down girl crawled her way back to her house, eager to sleep her meal off. She moaned all the way back, her tits so immensely bloated they spilled to the sides, grinding against the floor.

Fortunately for her house, by the time she got close enough to the front yard, she was back to being a relatively normal, two armed girl with just a pair of tits. Still, she crawled all the way up to her destroyed room and dumped herself off to snooze.

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Cassie was feeling especially energetic in the morning. She felt accomplished after the previous night. “Who’d believe that meek old Cassie banged the most wanted studmuffin in all of the school?” she giggled to herself, feeling her curvaceous, naked body up. “Too bad I can’t make this news just yet. The whole school would be turned upside down if they found out about anything I’ve done!”

With her fingers alternating between fingering her pussy and her lactating nipples, Cassie had an hour long, especially sweet breakfast over the course of the early morning. It was Wednesday, another school day, but she was seriously considering ditching. “I’m so bored of school, actually,” she began to think as she thoughtfully rolled her eyes up while holding her large breasts to her face to absentmindedly nurse off them. “It’s such a waste of time to attend to class when I could be sleeping with more studs like Mr. Stone.”

It was at that moment that the facts clicked in her head, finally. She was feeling her time approach. She was so close to making her fantasy come true; every fiber in her being said so. But she still needed an extra push. She had to top off; she had to experience even more bliss to fulfill her end of the deal.

“School was for the old, teacher’s pet Cassie. The new super sexy Cassie… wants dick.”

And from that point in the morning, a spiritually clean, clear-minded Cassie slid off her bed, putting on her cutest outfit on. She decided for a magenta t-shirt, blue jeans and white sneakers on top of her socks. It looked like it was going to be a chilly day out, so she threw on a denim jacket for good measure, planning on staying out all day.

Essentially engaging on a man-hunt, Cassie went everywhere that occurred to her she could find guys at. Stores, arcades, construction sites; no place too dangerous or too low-brow for the corrupted slut. Instantaneously hooking up represented no problem for her. As long as they were hung and able, Cassie was always horny and turned on. She only had to approach them, put on the charm for a good first impression and her pheromones did the rest. Public bathrooms, storerooms, alleyways; it didn’t matter to her. For hours she gave hand-jobs, blow-jobs, tit-fucks and took dick in every available hole, sometimes simultaneously! She had already proven she could handle four men at once. What were five guys to her, or more?

The only problem was her prey’s stamina. It was too early in the day for her to “improve” her dates in a way that would allow her to truly test her limits the way she liked it. Cassie had become insatiable; she fucked and fled, often leaving the guys knocked out in minutes’ long afterglows. If she couldn’t feel and hear their conscious expressions of sexual joy for her to feed on, Cassie quickly lost interest.

By the time sunlight had become scarce for the city of Desfalls, Cassie had ended up in the surprisingly well-maintained public restrooms of St. Julius Park. She was down on her knees, her hands grasping a man’s buttocks while sucking him off. At this point, Cassie couldn’t even remember if she had asked the guy for his name; not that she cared. All that mattered to her was that he was balls deep in her mouth and that she could milk his cock with her eager throat.

“F-fuck, you’re a thirsty bitch!” the man had his back against the wall, holding the eager redhead down by pressing a hand down her scalp. “D-don’t swallow! I wanna cake your pretty face full of jizz. You told me I can take a picture, yeah?”

With a smirk, Cassie waited until the very last second before acquiescing. She slowly pulled back, running her tongue from base to tip one last time before that pervert finally got his rocks off. Thick ropes of cum failed to impress Cassie even as her cheeks felt pleasantly warm from the ejaculate. She chuckled when she heard the click of a camera, starting to feel a familiar amount of heat rising up from her very core. “I hope you’re ready for more,” she was about to ask, but Cassie noticed the guy was looking at her weird. She was also feeling weird, her head beginning to pound in a way she had never felt before.

“Th-thu… the fuck…?”

Cassie blinked twice in rapid succession at the abrupt remark. Slowly she began to push herself back up to her feet, getting taken aback as soon as she caught her own reflection on the mirror between the stalls and the sinks. She brought a hand to her face, running her fingers and stopping at her swollen forehead. Her brow was stretching to the sides, pushed out by her expanding cranium. Her head was growing larger this time.

The extra weight was causing Cassie’s balance to falter. She wobbled, having to rest an arm on the stall as leverage while her other hand tried to push her bloating skull back into shape. The pressure of her palm, however, caused one of her eyes to bulge right out of its socket, as if the orb trying to keep up with the lopsided part of her head.

For some reason Cassie failed to explain, her noggin was enlarging at different paces. Where on the left side her ear grew to the size of her hands, on the other side her ear refused to budge. The nasal bridge pushed outwards, pulling the skin of her nose and causing her lips to stretch up, revealing her teeth were also growing unevenly.

One canine on each row grew several times bigger, while the others sharpened into blades that looked like they belonged on a saber-tooth, spreading her mouth open to monstrous proportions. Her incisors joined the party by becoming longer than a rodent’s, while the rest of her molars fought for space as they thickened up at different rates, further dislocating Cassie’s jaw. Her tongue was soon spilling out several feet longer, excessive amounts of drool cascading down from it.

And the proportions of her head simply continued to grow. Cassie’s head was already bigger than her abdomen, supported by a body far too small! She felt like she was about to get brought down by its weight at any moment. “Ugh… aughhh…” she grunted, barely able to get a sensible word out of her giant maw. The pounding inside of her head wasn’t getting any more tolerable; she felt like her head was about to explode.

And the terrified guy in front of finally began to realize this was no dream. He wasn’t just seeing that hot redhead who had been so eagerly blowing him turning into a nightmarish monster. “Fuck this shit, I’m out!” he went to shove Cassie out of the way, desperate to make it out of the public bathroom. But the next step he attempted was his last.

The abnormal pulsations of her misshapen cranium had peaked, every swollen part wildly throbbing at once, Cassie began to moan in indistinct manner, overwhelmed by an unexpected rush of pleasure. The impact from the man shoving her had triggered a reaction in Cassie. It began with skin tearing in lines across her face, circling around her head. There was a loud, nasty squelch and then it happened.

Cassie’s head came apart from the forehead up, her skull splitting into four segments which opened like a flower blossom.

“Ahh! AHHH! AHHHHHHHH!” the horrified man froze on the spot as he witnessed the disgusting scene. Where Cassie’s brain was expected to be, a writhing mass of goop had taken its place. Rising up from inside the monstrous girl’s head, the usual grey tentacles shot out and wrapped the paralyzed man by his hip and waists. “No!” he begged as he began to lift off the ground, his phone falling off his hands and shattering on the floor. “No no no no no no NO! PLEASE NO! Please! Let me go!” he yelled helplessly.

But the tentacles were deaf to the poor man’s pleas. That gigantic, split head was using its tendrils to pull him in, and no matter how he struggled he was unable to fight back. Bone-chilling howls were soon smothered as the man was forced into the opening face-first into the oozing center. As the tentacles drew their prey in, the gargantuan fragmented head began to close around the kicking body.

The desperate man tried hard to hang on, to resist, hoping for a miracle, wishing that this was the worst high-induced nightmare that would wake him up from his poor life-style choices. But eventually, the lack of oxygen made him pass out. His body went limp and without any more resistance, the tentacles pulled his unconscious body in with a final seizing tug. And just like that, Cassie’s head closed around its prey.

Throughout the entire process, Cassie had lost literally lost her head. All she could do was lean up against the wall as she pulled the man in whole, experiencing the entire ordeal as if she had been outside of her own body. She regained her basic motor functions once her head began to sew itself back up. With her vision restored, she could see her horrifying face in the mirror, but something else caught her attention: The bathroom’s entrance was crooked open, and there was someone peeking through.

Cassie couldn’t have that. She prepared to lunge, but was stopped when her head further started growing, expanding out to such hefty proportions that each side of her temples started touching the stalls and the mirrors above the sinks. She was effectively stuck as she tried reaching out with her arms in desperation.

The second they realized she was staring back, the door was slammed shut by the mysterious voyeur. Cassie figured all those screams had brought attention to her feeding. She had failed to eliminate the witness, but very soon the incident stopped mattering to her. Cassie could feel the rest of herself beginning to catch up with her oversized head.

Her outfit exploded right off her swelling body. Cassie began to expand in every direction, bringing down the stalls and shattering the tiled floor underneath her increasing weight. She felt her facial features adjusting as her monstrous head remained the same while everything else about her became larger. Soon standing atop torn rags and the other remains of her personal effects, Cassie began to fill the public restroom out with her enlarging self.

The park was illuminated, but empty for the most part. It was a cold night out, and since it was the middle of the week not many thought to stay out late. With the witness out of the way, there was nobody left to watch the public restrooms shuddering before they started to crack all over. Cassie’s elbows emerged first from the sides, followed by her giant hands which landed on the garden surrounding the restrooms. As the roof shattered around her back, Cassie began to push out and to stand up. With the supports coming down around her increasingly larger self, Cassie’s normalized green eyes watched as the restroom walls crumbled down, leaving her squatting down on the remains of the little building.

Flexing her legs, Cassie pushed herself up to her final size at 40ft. tall. Her beautiful facial features were back, her growth having latched onto every uneven part in her head to keep it where it was until she was back to regular proportions, allowing everything else to catch up. “Oww, my fucking head…” the gorgeous giantess held her forehead as she stumbled across the park.

Cassie towered over some of the tallest trees in St. Julius Park. Each of her great footfalls sent powerful vibrations along the ground, causing small tremors wherever she went. When the massive redhead next was able to tell where she was, she found herself standing in front of a small office building. “I’m still horny… My pussy’s burning up. There’s nothing for me to use around here! Not a car in sight, not even a bike, UGH!”

Through sexual frustration, Cassie smashed her hands on the office building’s sides. She pulled herself closer, ignoring the bursting crystals and the ensuing alarms blaring out. All she wanted was release, and the closest thing to stimulation her lust addled, mushy brain could conjure for her was to use the building itself. With comparable sizes, Cassie bent a knee up and glued herself to the edifice, pushing her pussy up against one of its corners. She hissed in bliss as she wrapped her tits around the upper side of the same corner, squeezing her lactating breasts for additional pleasure.

Desperate and flustered beyond all reason, the giantess began to grind herself against the building, humping it so hard it began to buckle at its foundations. Cassie was suddenly on hair-trigger climax, experiencing rapid-fire orgasms simply from rubbing herself against the office. “Nnghhaaah! Fuck, yes! Yes! More! Yes…!” she begged, inundating the streets with her juices.

But Cassie’s fun came to an abrupt end when screeching sirens began to sound in the distance. “Gah! No! They can’t interfere, not now! Mmnghh…!” the giantess lamented as she tore out chunks of the building before slamming them down onto the ground below with a frustrated growl. Reluctantly, Cassie pulled herself off the ruined edification, stomping away in the direction of her house.

Her main issue, her size, was also her strongest advantage. Cassie took advantage of how big she was to clear distance in long strides, making for her home to avoid the police. She made her way back to the suburbs while avoiding densely populated areas, hoping her powers of misdirection kicked in soon.

She had to hide somewhere to give herself a chance to shrink, too. Fortunately, Cassie remembered one of her absent neighbors’ backyards counted with a large pool. “Cannonball!” she said to herself as she dipped into the pool, remaining out of sight as the entity worked its magic for her. Gradually, it exerted its influence where it could in the suburbs, but it couldn’t reach all of Desfalls. This, at least, gave Cassie a chance to return to her normal size and climb out of the pool without alerting any of her other neighbors. But even with the help of her other self, Cassie didn’t take any other risks and hurried back to her house, climbing in from the back this time.

The active night had taken a lot out of the young, demonically possessed girl. She couldn’t even make it to her bed that time and just passed out into the living room.

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For the first time since her parents had left, there was a knock on the door at Cassie’s house. The girl groggily got up, rubbing her head and yawning. “Ughhh… I feel like a truck ran me over…” she sighed, sitting up and holding her forehead while hissing a little. The door was banged on a second time, prompting Cassie to get up to her feet. “Coming!” she shouted, cursing whoever had disturbed her sleep in her head.

When Cassie got the door, the woman standing at the entrance immediately averted her gaze, her cheeks flushing with a bit of red. It was a bright eyed, tall woman dressed in a grey blazer over her white button up shirt, blue jeans and brown boots, a plaid flannel scarf wrapped around her neck. Her long black hair billowed on the early morning breeze, her bangs helping to cover up a bit of her flustered expression.

“G-good…” the woman cleared her throat, “Ahem. Good morning, young lady. I’m sorry to disturb you this early. I’m Detective Marissa Jones, working with the Desfalls PD,” Jones introduced herself, flashing her badge without making eye contact, “I’m here to speak with you over a matter that may concern you…” she paused, realizing Cassie didn’t even seem aware of her own nudity, “…do you think you could put some clothes on?”

Cassie looked down at herself, remembered she had conked out while nude; she wondered just how many outfits she’d gone through already for a moment before she invited the detective in, excusing herself for a while.

“Sorry about that, Ms. Jones,” Cassie said as she walked downstairs, fully clothed in another button up shirt, jeans and sneakers. When face to face, Cassie felt the intimidating gaze of the law enforcer fall upon her. “You uh…” she stuttered, “…you caught me snoozing in after quite the wild night, I’m afraid! Hehe.”

“I’d say,” Jones was standing in the living room while she waited for Cassie, her arms folded above the remains of the couch she had crushed when her ass grew gigantic some time ago. Cassie gulped. “You must be Cassandra, right?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Cassie nodded, quickly adding: “But you can call me Cassie.”

Jones smirked at the response. She didn’t seem to be buying the good girl act as much as Cassie had been hoping for. “You’ve really thrashed the place, Cassie. Was it a party?”

“Y-yes! Yeah, things got out of control pretty fast, haha!”

“I see,” Jones glanced around, as if looking for something. “Are your parents away?”

“Both of them, ma’am. They’re on a business trip.”

“I seriously hope for your sake they’re the cool kinds of parents. That smashed TV and your destroyed couch look expensive,” Jones offered Cassie a chuckle. The patronizing tone made Cassie huff. “I’ll be frank, kid, I looked up your file before I got here,” the detective shrugged, “You seem like the honor student type who would do anything but hold wild parties or forget to put on clothes before answering a door.”

“I’m just…” Cassie breathed in deeply, answering quietly: “…trying stuff out. I’ll probably get grounded sure, but what teen doesn’t host parties at their house when their parents are away…?”

“On a school night? Without a single noise complaint from the neighbors?” Jones countered, her eyes staring daggers at Cassie who immediately averted her gaze. “I could count them on my right thumb.”

“Was there something you had to talk with me about?” Cassie tried to hurry the conversation along, her patience starting to run thin. She didn’t know how to deal being put on the spot like this. Not only had she never run into trouble at school before; this was the first time she’d ever talked to the police face to face.

Jones took her phone out, sliding her finger across its screen and tapping away. “I’m here because of this.”

Cassie focused her eyes on the phone screen and her eyes went wide. The picture in the detective’s phone was grainy and unfocused, but it was from last night. “Someone must’ve taken it and I didn’t see it…!” the redhead cursed in her head, unable to not recognize a picture of her gigantic self humping a building.

“Look familiar?” Jones fished.

“Should it?” Cassie deflected, “Looks like bad porn CGI to me.”

“Hah!” the detective allowed herself a good laugh. “This isn’t computer made, kid. The city was attacked by a giant woman last night. The entire department is up in chaos, no one believes the Mason & Co. offices got torn apart by a 40ft. tall highschooler. Then a source comes forth and sends us this. You’re the only one who matches this physical profile…”

“…except, as you can see, I’m like three inches shorter than you, detective. I didn’t need to tell you that, right?” Cassie snickered, but the smile was erased from her face when Jones approached closer, practically looming over Cassie.

“The evidence points to something that’s scientifically, physically and most decidedly, realistically impossible, Cassie,” the detective remarked, “But in my line of work I hardly believe anything other than cold, hard facts. And as fantastical as it seems, the chunks missing from that office building match with a giant person’s hands. After our meeting just now, I’m convinced the naked woman in the picture is you. Do you understand what that means?”

There was a pregnant pause in the air. Cassie didn’t like her odds, so she didn’t dare open her mouth. Jones took a deep breath, calming down.

“I hate doing this, kid, but you have to come with me down to the station. You might be an innocent in all of this, but there’s no denying you’re connected to this case,” Jones turned in the direction of the house’s exit, “We need to take your statement, and we’ll be holding you until it’s safe for you to come back out. Got it?”

“I understand, detective.”

“Hmph,” Jones narrowed her eyes at the girl’s sudden cooperativeness, especially after she had been nothing but dodgy for the past ten minutes. “If you’ll come quietly, I won’t even cuff you.”

“I’m not resisting, ma’am,” Cassie gently waved her hands in an inoffensive manner.

“C’mon, then. I’ll have someone contact your school later so you don’t get marked absent,” Jones had Cassie lock the house before she escorted her suspect to her patrol car.

Cassie remained quiet throughout the drive to the precinct. She didn’t feel worried at all. In fact, she quickly began to realize why the entity had yet to step in: It didn’t matter where she spent the rest of the day at.

Today was the day. Tonight was going to be special.

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Having been expecting to be thrown into a holding cell, Cassie was serendipitous when she was put inside of an aesthetically pleasing room. There was a TV mounted on one of the upper corners and she had been given the remote. Comfortably cushioned chairs and a table with decks of cards indicated to Cassie she was in a recreational room of sorts.

Another detective going by the name of Redmond brought her a plain ham and cheese sandwich on a plate before sitting across her. The gruff looking man had a contrastingly kind smile. “Hey, honey. Don’t be scared,” Redmond assured Cassie, “This is a pretty incredible situation, right?”

“You’re telling me…” Cassie politely returned the smile, but didn’t touch the food even though she’d skipped breakfast.

“Ah, this is for you if you want it,” Redmond clarified about the sandwich. “Won’t force you to eat, if you don’t. I just wanted to make you feel as comfy as possible. Jones can get pretty scary, huh? She’s just as shocked as we all are about this whole thing. Giants, am I right?”

Cassie’s smile turned impish, offering the good detective a little shrug.

“But, you have nothing to worry about. We’ll only be holding you here through the night; you’ll be back home before you know it. After all, once they see no giant woman shows up while you’re here, they’ll have no choice but to believe that picture was all a big prank.”

Giggling at the pun, Cassie nodded her head. “Thank you,” she said.

“Welp, I have to go sign some reports. Hate pencil pushing. Feel free to knock on the door if you need anything, alright, sweetie?” Detective Redmond stood up again, pushed his chair back in and shot Cassie one last smile before leaving. Cassie waved good-bye.

The hours went by in complete and utter boredom for Cassie. Unbeknownst to the young girl, she was being recorded by a small camera above the TV she was zapping through with her remote. The guards in charge of the suspect’s surveillance were surprised that Cassie had behaved in such a docile manner. She just sat there, alternating between watching TV and playing with cards without ever raising a stink about being held in that confined room in the first place.

“Jones said she found her sleeping naked at her place,” one of the guards mumbled to the other. “Strange chick, don’tcha think?”

“Hasn’t grabbed a bite of that sandwich either. She one of those fasting diet fans or something?” the other guard commented.

“Who knows what fads teenagers are into these days, man. All I’m seeing is this has been a waste of time.”

“Yeah, I can’t believe Jones seriously is looking at the giantess lead. You know how stupid that sounds?”

“What do you think pulled out those chunks from Mason & Co. and left all those giant footprints, then?”

“Aliens, man. Freaking UFOs…” the first guard gesticulated with his hands, “The Sasquatch, if not that.”

“Shit,” the other guard gasped in surprise.

“What, I wasn’t being serious…”

“Forget about the aliens! Just look at that girl!”

Both security guards were practically glued to their screen now. They were watching Cassie unbuttoning her shirt and pulling both breasts out of her bra. With a hungry chomp, she wrapped her lips around her nipples and started to nurse off herself for a few short moments. Using her forearm to keep her ample bust pressed up, Cassie freed a hand she immediately slipped under her pants, harvesting juices to complement her dairy snack with.

The bizarre sight had left both guards shocked and speechless. Their suspect certainly had become hungry, just not for the food they’d offered her. Before they could intervene, however, Cassie very casually licked the last drops of cum off her fingers before stuffing her tits back into her bra, buttoning her shirt back up and straightening her clothes before she went back to watching TV. It was as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened at all.

Neither man was sure if they should report what they’d seen.

Cassie had been made to wait ‘til late at night for questioning. Detective Jones was at the door when Cassie saw the skies darkening through the window in the special room. As the full moon made its presence known, a pale green glow appeared to cover the city, as well as Cassie herself.

“Mmm…” Cassie felt herself become washed with pleasure all of a sudden. Her mind began to race, her heart beating faster as her breathing became taxed. “Ahhh… haaaa…” she breathed out hotly, bending over the table as she took generous gulps of air.

“What’s the matter with you?” Jones asked as she locked the door behind her upon entering. The detective was shocked when she saw Cassie get off her chair with a hand down her pants. “The heck are you doing?!”

Cassie wore a beaming smile as she approached Detective Jones while masturbating. “Y’know,” Cassie started, licking her lips at the older woman, “You’re quite the looker, Marissa. I imagine you’d be a total knockout if your ass was a little bigger, though…”

“What?” the detective glared in disbelief, but before she could even work a retort out, Jones saw Cassie’s hips throbbing. Thighs and ass cheeks blew out of proportion on the redhead, denim creaking and testing the limits of elasticity as, for two seconds, Cassie sported the biggest set of hips Marissa Jones had ever seen in her life. And just like that, Cassie’s proportions went back to normal. At first, Jones thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. “Did you just…?”

“Mhmhmhm! Oh my,” Cassie couldn’t help herself, she was getting so excited! Power was welling from within. She couldn’t stop thinking about the detective in front of her, “I just pictured you with huge badonkers; yours look kinda small as they are, huh?”

“Listen here, you…” Jones started towards Cassie, but she immediately stepped back when her suspect’s shirt buttons exploded out. The detective only had a fraction of a second to dodge an incoming snapped bra which was ejected from Cassie’s immensely bloated bust. For a single moment, the redhead’s breasts had quadrupled in size before returning to their usually big, but not oversized sizes. The law enforcer couldn’t believe what she had seen again.

“Just look at you! You have such tiny feet!” Cassie blurted out with joyful laughter, her sneakers exploding around her enlarging feet. “Ohhhh, fuck! I’m so hot. Sooooo hot!” the redhead came as her feet went back to normal. She was rumbling all over when she removed her hand from her pants, bringing a palm full of juice she licked clean while staring straight at the disturbed detective. “You might want to run away now, Detective. This building won’t last much longer.”

As that last word left Cassie’s lips, her head shot forwards, pushed out by her elongating neck. The sudden charge stopped just shy of making Cassie butt heads with the law enforcer. Instead, she pecked the frozen detective softly on the cheek.

There was nothing Marissa Jones could say in this situation. They weren’t equipped to handle this. All of her bravado had flown out the window in one fell swoop.

“Heeheeheeehehehehe…!” Cassie began laughing as the rumbling coming from her body grew louder and more intense, “ AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH …!” mad cackling was the background noise which followed poor detective Jones as she rushed to unlock the door and make her escape. The full moon had finally started moving towards its final position; and Cassie’s body was reacting in kind to it.

“Aaaaahhhhggpth…!” the long necked Cassie cried out until her throat was stuffed with her thickening tongue base, the organ stretching several feet away from her mouth to the point it touched the floor. When she tried to laugh at the inordinate amount of tongue she now had, her left commissure continued to stretch her grin out, her cheek puffing out in disproportion to the rest of her head. She reached up to the normal side of her face to touch it with her hand, but she immediately found her fingers stretching longer and thicker, covering her entire right temple as her hand grew on its own.

Cassie’s body was behaving stranger than usual this night. Her skin bulged around one body part at a time, and as soon as the throbbing stopped, that bit and only that bit inflated by itself. The intensity of the growth seemed variable, but all the same sent jolts of electricity up the girl’s spine.

Next was her left leg, which virtually exploded in size and not only lopsided Cassie, but she was brought down to her oversized knee and forced her to hang down on her side. The clumsy maneuver had been forced due to her left foot not growing alongside the limb it was attached to, making balance impossible. And yet Cassie giggled when her right foot was the one to bulge out and swell four times its size.

Cassie began to regain her balance as she was pushed up by her bulking up right arm, the extremity swelling and not only catching up with her monstrously big hand, but becoming so thick and massive her disproportionate hand ended looking undersized next to the girl’s pulsating biceps.

Her body shuddered as her torso began to lengthen, adding several extra feet of height to her already massive, although severely uneven form. This was followed by her right breast becoming six times bigger than her head, the gargantuan nipple capping it acting like a milk faucet which began to flood the increasingly smaller room containing that monstrously laughing woman. Her left buttock responded by upping the ante on her swollen asset, doubling the proportions of Cassie’s individually gigantic mammary, bursting her jeans on one side. Not wanting to be left behind, the other glut throbbed even bigger, exploding out of the surviving part of Cassie’s jeans as it tripled the size of her single super tit. It was like her body parts were bickering amongst themselves, trying to outdo each other with every surge of growth.

Cassie had no way to properly react to the continuous, sudden changes. She never knew what would come next! Her pelvis would swell several feet on one side and then her undersized breast would play catch up with her other round bits, suddenly gaining so much mass that it’d become larger than the rest of her. One side of her skull would explode in size, leaving her with an exceedingly disturbing lopsided grin as her head tore into the ceiling; and then her feet would push each other out of the way as they leapfrogged to vastly incomparable proportions. Where Cassie could for a moment feel like she could move an arm relatively orangutan-like for her, her mitt would be several times larger than its limb. And with each segment striving to outdo each other decisively, the resulting overall expansion had her filling the spacious room out in no time.

Thumbs the size of cars tore through the station walls as armored truck sized feet exploded from the back. Uneven Cassie began to emerge from the crumbling building as an absolute nightmare to symmetry: One leg was the size of a bus while another stretched longer than a train car. While one boob exceeded the size of a swimming pool, the other was big enough for its nipple alone to dwarf its neighbor entire areola. Her wobbling ass cheeks were alternating their inflation as if two people were competing with bike pumps to see which would end up bigger. Her arms were barely helping her regain her balance, she felt her dozens of feet long neck sandwiched between one shoulder the size of a person while the other could have fit five people inside of it.

Officers, suspects and inmates alike fled the area as the pulsating Picasso continued her unbridled surging. The station was soon smothered under the moaning Cassie, whose ten feet thick tongue stretched outside of a seven foot tall head. The oral muscle grew so long it could go twice around the block and wrap its growing owner if it wanted to. Her neck was only half as long as her tongue, but that was enough for Cassie’s comparatively small head to shoot up and observe the changes from a vantage point.

It was hard to tell what which part was the biggest. The fuel she had consumed in the past seven days was being used to nurture her new body; a proper vessel for all the power she was about to inherit. Her body parts randomly continued to grow, leaking tits, feet and elbows growing out into the streets and cracking the asphalt under their hefty weight.

Her disproportionately huge body continued to take over the block and crashing into neighboring buildings, flattening smaller structures and nearby vehicles by stretching in one direction at a time. As she got bigger however Cassie began to feel a certain quality of order beginning to influence the chaotic nature of her constant expansion. No longer did those rampant body parts attempt to outdo each other. They still grew, but largely remained in line with their symmetrical equivalent now. As Cassie swelled, her body adjusted.

She was soon able to plant her same-sized giant feet on the ground, pulling herself off the ground as her legs equalized, followed by her hips and buttocks. Cassie’s undersized limbs quickly adjusted to the length of her proportional torso, her fingers curling as they no longer were bigger than her own arms. Her breasts and head were the same size now, and her neck and tongue had stopped growing to allow everything else to catch up. The uneven size of Cassie’s face fixed each other, reconstructing her pretty facial features to pristine conditions.

Now with full dominion of her body, the giant redhead finally brought her arms over her head in order to stretch her 200ft. tall body, looming over Desfalls. “This rush…” Cassie bit her lips as her shining eyes glanced upon the city covered in the emerald blanket of the full moon’s light. “This feeling…!” Cassie was simply elated at how she was many times bigger than the biggest size she’d ever achieved. Everything looked tiny, pathetic, inextricably beneath her. Her world was suddenly looking a lot less impressive now. And that turned Cassie on.

Her hands couldn’t be stopped. Cassie was simply gushing and she wasn’t going to leave herself waiting, not when she finally had the faculties to grope and finger fuck herself again. “Ahhh! Oohhnngh… Fuck. I’ve been waiting for this. I’ve wanted this for so long…!”

Convulsing with the biggest bout of arousal in her young life, Cassie squeezed her arms around her massive milkers to stimulate them. While using one hand to grab and squeeze a teat to lactate all over her face, her free hand used four fingers at the same time to practically excavate her juicy mines. Cassie had never felt so desperate to cum before. She was gargantuan, the city couldn’t escape her; she could not be stopped! “Ahhh! AHHH!! NNNGHHAAAAAAAAH! ”

The massive girl’s cries of utter bliss hung heavy upon Desfalls, echoing Cassie’s throes of messy, slutty pleasure for a full minute. Sexual climax occurred at the very zenith of that pale green full moon. And then, amidst another pregnant pause, the moon began to glow with supernatural intensity.

Light became dim for the rest of the world as Luna acted like a magnifying glass, converging its reflected, eerie light in a single spot. And there, at the focal point, Cassie was bathed in infinite energy.

Power. Unimaginable, endless, exceedingly dangerous power invaded the gigantic redhead, overwhelming her with more than she could take. Cassie began to scream, holding her head and doubling over as she felt her very brain melting to the heat of revelation. Memories of a past life came flooding back to her and she could see five robed men surrounding a mystic circle. A montage of the men bringing forth a formless creature from the great beyond and using it for their nefarious purposes.

The corrupted entity had absorbed their very malice, twisting its essence to respond to lust and desire. In an ironic twist of fate, the newborn demon proved far too greedy, exceedingly gluttonous in its self-centered approach to absorb and convert everything and anything surrounding it into unspeakable bliss. Left with no choice, the demon’s summoners had sealed it away, never again to be able to cross back into the material world.

But Cassie and Tony had brought it back. Centuries of resonating with the lust of teenagers engaging in sexual acts in its vicinity had led the creature to remain strong until the time to finally reemerge came. And the girl, the vessel it had fused with, possessed enough repressed lust to allow the entity to magnify and bring out her deepest, darkest desires.

The need to be more; the existential aching to cement one’s place in a cruel, senseless existence; the sheer void in the human soul which had to be filled. Cassie’s soul was rejoicing as she was transported to a heaven of her own making, surrounded by infinity of eternal pleasure. And while she was banished to the depths of her subconscious, Cassie’s body began to move of its own accord.

First, the giantess started to rumble all over. Cassie’s growth spurts resumed in explosive bursts, making her ascend beyond the size of the tallest buildings in the city. As she flared in every direction, her muscles grew more defined, granting her a powerful frame her flesh could properly develop in.

Biceps and triceps grew so big so fast her they competed with her relatively head-sized bosom. The rest of her arms grew in proportion, lending additional, strong thickness to her forearms. Her abdomen scrunched for a moment, tightening hard before rounded mounds of hard muscle began to pop out into a six-pack. Her pectorals began to jut out, causing her chest to widen out into a barrel which caused her breasts to push out even more prominently. Shoulders pushed out as her trapezoids bulged out with pulsing vascularity, her laterals contributing to a new, ultra beefy back that could support her 500ft. tall body.

Cassie’s butt tightened before inflating out into bubblier yet no less firm cheeks as her thighs simply exploded with muscle. Her hips widened to support her hulking out legs, each becoming tremendously wide to the point of becoming relatively tree-trunk-thick. Her shins flared out into diamonds as her toes curled so hard they dug holes into the already cracked asphalt underfoot.

She grew and grew, clenching her powerful fists with such intensity the act sent rippling shockwaves through the air. Nearby buildings collapsed from the impacts before the giantess could even grow into them. Her deepening, warped voice mumbled unintelligibly, hair obscuring her eyes as she heavily drooled, moaning as her tits and cunt continued to drip and flood the streets.

The harder Cassie clenched, the bulkier her body grew. She soon doubled down to a thousand foot tall, her legs spread enough that her feet slid across the streets to smash into every car, streetlight and other construct in their way. When her fingers uncurled, Cassie’s nails revealed to have fused into her digits, growing out into sword-sharp claws. But that wasn’t all: Each finger grew even longer and thicker, darkening to a bloody red as her knuckles bulged out spikier, granting her the clawed arms of a monster.

Silently contemplating the new additions, the muscle bound Cassie turned to the one skyscraper which was still intact and stomped in its direction. The once impressive building barely reached her sturdy hips, insulting her with its insignificance. She lifted one of her pulsating, demonic arms above her head, a wicked smile appearing on her face as she cleaved down with her claw. With a clean cut, building was sliced in two, splitting perfectly on each side.

While observing the carnage and swelling ever bigger, Cassie spread her arms out, feeling another change coming. Her warped voice cackled as she heard messy squelches coming from her elongating torso, once again making her body even taller in order to make more space for additional limbs. Four new pairs of arms tore out of the giantess’ body, squirming like the newborn extensions they were for a moment before settling down.

With her abdomen pushing out to twice its original proportions the number of abdominal mounds multiplied accordingly. But then, from the top of her ludicrous 12-pack, each of her abs on the first four rows started growing a new nipple before the muscle started bloating out into spherical shape, adding a total of eight new milky breasts to Cassie’s front.

Over two thousand feet tall, the giant multi-limbed amazon was a true menace whose presence alone invited disaster. As Cassie strode around Desfalls and simultaneously trampled it down, she put her multiple arms to use, some of them milking her multitude of eager breasts while the others ripped water tanks and billboards that she fashioned into toys for her asshole and pussy. With every extra hundred feet tall, the sight of that perverted monster became an inescapable reality for a population that wished this was all a really bad dream. Madness gripped even the staunchest of hearts, breaking the mind and pushing men and women alike to chaotic acts.

And things became even harder to ignore when Cassie felt her new arms throb with further changes. The row immediately below her monstrous claws had their hands fall off in favor of green liquid pouring out of the remaining stub. Emerald moisture covered those arms, forming chitinous carapaces from whence articulations redefined themselves. The limbs angled in a perfect V, curling again at the far tips to become hook-like blades like the ones on a mantis.

The fingernails on the following pair of arms grew inordinately long, the nails turning harder than granite and blotching out to dark color. The next pair of arms seemed to dry out, turning gritty until one could see the cracks in Cassie’s arms were due to her skin shedding in favor of thick, smooth scaled hide which led to her fingers fusing into three clawed draconic talons.

Finally, the arms at the very bottom had their fingers elongate by themselves, becoming longer and longer, thinning out until they could no longer be considered digits at all. They pulled at Cassie’s skin, pulling entire segments of her arms apart from each other, led by each of those five fingers turned tendrils. In the end, her final pair of arms became a bundle of five thick, squirming tentacles each, suckers running down their shafts like the extremities on a cephalopod.

The abominable giantess was fast approaching a mile size when the next change began to affect her lower body. Her feet skidded across the ravaged city, collapsing buildings and razing the roads as her thighs popped up with two additional feet kicking their way out while her original legs were pushed back. Not long after two new legs formed to complement the new feet, a new pair of feet grew above them, and then another.

Cassie’s behind seemed to bloat out backwards, her eight new muscular legs slamming everything underfoot as her lower body grew back absolutely immense. With an additional back and powerful new flanks, the octet of legs was now being supported by the stretching barrel of Cassie’s new lower body. She was looking like centaur-like Sleipnir.

However, instead of heeled hooves, Cassie’s legs began to take upon reptilian features. The two pairs of legs at the back had their bones twist and reshape into an S, becoming the scaly hind legs of a dragon. At the same time, the remaining two pairs twisted forwards into a side caret shape, turning into the forelegs. Each of the eight feet had their fingers fuse in a similar way to the draconic pair of arms above, achieving digitigrade configurations in order to properly move around.

As more scaly skin crept up along Cassie’s lower body, her tailbone sprouted out three massive, thick tails growing even longer than she was tall. Each appendage heavily fell upon Desfalls, further burying the rubble from Cassie’s destructive romp under increasing amounts of bulk.

She flexed her multiple limbs. She cut with her blades, she squeezed with her tentacles, she trampled underfoot. The city was hopelessly destroyed. Cassie couldn’t stop herself. As she grew, the desire to overwhelm swelled with her. The panic from those she terrified only fed her ambitions.

Soon enough, she stood several miles tall with no end to her unholy transformation in sight. The inhuman creature jumped off its ruined playground into the next. Neighboring cities fell to the swelling giant’s jubilant spree, her beastly roars a precursor to flash floods of cum and milk which drowned hundreds before they could see what Cassie did with their beloved cities.

There was no escape. There was no way to fight what Cassie was becoming. She was getting so utterly colossal the silhouette of her body could be seen for miles across the horizon. The countryside was soon hopelessly overrun by just her feet and tails. Everywhere she went, destruction followed.

Arm tentacles tended to Cassie’s constant need for more fuel. Her sensitive nose helped her pinpoint where the densest areas full of fear and arousal were. The size of her tentacles made them perfect to rip whole buildings off their foundations, needing only to split into thinner and more numerous versions to bring as many edifices or even individual humans to her gaping cunt or drooling mouth. Whether it was an entire plot of land or thousands of tiny tentacles penetrating her in order to bring more souls for her to consume, Cassie accepted it all and reveled in her predatory instincts.

And still she grew, her presence beginning to cover her home state as mountains were crushed underfoot. Greener, scalier, more monstrous; there seemed to be no limit to the schoolgirl turned demon.

A deep hiss which blew the clouds from one hemisphere to the next escaped Cassie’s gurgling throat as her neck once again began to push out. Her head stretched for several dozen miles, her nape stretching for an equal distance to her tails from tip to base. Cassie’s eyes seemed to fill with blood, her irises submerging into her reddening sclera until only tall, slitted pupils were left.

As Cassie’s ears became pointier, her nose melted into her scaly face, only nostrils being left. Her lips became even redder, as if painted with salacious rouge. The upper pair parted at the center as her face pushed out into a more rounded snout, each of her teeth elongating and becoming sharp fangs. Her tongue slithered out, once more growing out of proportion until it was spilling down onto her massive tits, slipping into the cleavage of her upper bust.

Once beautiful red locks of hair began to wriggle. The strands combined into thick braids which eventually were covered in leathery dark green skin. Each of the newly formed dreadlocks rattled about erratically, the tips bulging before the scaly skin started to peel off. A multitude of hisses above Cassie’s head rang out in concert, maws splitting open at the ends of each dreadlock to reveal fangs and forked tongues; snakes, like on a Gorgon’s head.

“More.”

The depraved reptilian centaur was covering the entirety of two states with her lower body along spanning hundreds of miles long, not counting the tails. Her incredible height was blotting out the moon from hundreds of thousands of North American households. Satellite pictures of the monster showing her growth and changes in real time only served to further spread the madness on a global scale.

“MORE.”

Cassie’s tentacles numbered in the millions and the widespread terror only helped her raze the entire country, assimilating from entire cities to the most hapless individual. Soon, her presence had become so great that her influence was all a human’s soul needed to tear itself out of its vessel, leaving behind empty husks as their essence was absorbed by the millions.

“BIGGER!”

“BIGGER!”

“BIGGER!”

“ BIGGER! ”

“ BIIIIIIGGEEEEEEERRRRRR! ”

The several thousand miles tall demon’s howls were making the planet shake to its very core. Her shoulders widened out considerable as more and more cries for more size came from different sources. Bumps on Cassie’s elongated shoulders gave way to four additional, identical snake-haired heads that joined the main one above the atmosphere. There was not a single hint of desperation in their commanding cacophony; they were simply demanding what was theirs.

The continent wasn’t going to last much longer. That multi-headed giant was becoming heavy enough to not only devastate the land by merely standing on it, but also sink it into the ocean, causing the seas to flood all coasts. And yet Cassie still grew, she still demanded for size.

The final changes in that abomination manifested on her back. Elongated vertebrae thrust out of Cassie’s spine, starting at the nape of each of her five necks and running down all the way down to her lower body, ending at the very tip of her tails.

Just as two pairs of extremely muscle bound human arms burst out from under her shoulder blades, Cassie’s ten eyes watched them begin thinning out. The shed mass poured to the sides as fluids, floating through the low gravity environment beyond the reach of Earth’s magnetic pull. Building connections between each shoulder’s arms, the liquid began to solidify into thick membranes, creating leathery wings which soon turned green and scaly like the rest of Cassie.

Wasting no time, the continent dwarfing beast flapped her newborn wings with such strength the world below was caught in a never ending typhoon of biblical proportions. Widespread destruction decimated the globe as Cassie finally began to separate from planet Earth, continuing her unbridled expansion in the void of space.

“Not enough… not enough… this is not enough!” The serpent mouths spoke in dissonance with each other, crying out into the void as if demanding for even more power than what had enabled it to destroy an entire world. “I must be bigger. More! MORE! I WANT MORE!” she needed more fuel.

The moon was the first to go, inserted into her anus by her tail tips. The decimated rock which used to be the demon’s home planet was captured and brought to her ravenous vagina. There was nobody alive to witness the Earth’s final moments. Even before Cassie became bigger than the planet, every last human spirit, from the most pious of men to the scientifically inclined sort had been hopelessly devoured.

And now, the serpent sought to use anything in her surroundings as nutrients for her celestial body. Planets, planetoids, asteroids, it didn’t matter to the creature. She hungrily shoved it all inside of her. If her usual three holes were busy and overfilled, she plugged her nipples instead. The means with which she fed did not matter anymore to the beast that used to call herself Cassandra. Her spirit and body were famished for sustenance. And with greater mass to process, the body of the serpent swelled forever greater, faster than ever.

And thus began the fall of the Solar System. The multi-headed serpent, the Hydra of the End ravenously consumed all in its path. If it could not grip, it would bite and swallow with any of its numerous mouths. Whole stars blinked out of existence, wrested from their rightful place as they were inhaled past the rosy lips of a starved reptile.

The Hydra’s thirst for power was unquenchable. Its appetite was impossible to satisfy. Entire systems once teeming with life were soon insufficient. The ever swelling demon needed more, and more, and then some more. The Milky Way was devoured from the inside out, the black hole at its core no match for any of the creature’s hissing maws.

For even greater efficiency, the Hydra exploited its tried and true attribute: Its personal magnetism. Expanding beyond the scope of a single galaxy enabled the giant to exert its own gravitational pull on all matter in the known universe. Black holes crashed into its body, decimating trillions of alien lives, reducing all of it into cosmic dust which was immediately assimilated into the giant’s body through the pores.

The assimilation of the vast, ever growing universe was nearly complete. But the Hydra still wished for more. It grew faster and faster and faster, accelerating so much that the expansion of the universe started to fall short to the expansion of that nihilistic entity.

And when the Hydra of the End did catch up to it, the universe finally stopped. The creature stretched the fabric of the universe attempting to contain it, the universe responding by contracting. The expansion of that container having stopped by force had only meant its new purpose was to reset everything by crunching back. Soon, the Hydra was like a figure plastic-wrapped in the void, the cosmic forces attempting to crush that monster.

But the thing’s arrogance knew no bounds. The demon had been content to unify the entirety of mankind into a single organism, one vessel that would carry every soul into a Nirvana of collective pleasure. But its design had become further corrupted by the yearning spirit of one Cassandra, her voice louder than any other. And she was shouting clearly into the void of everything:

“ BIGGER! ”

So instead of allowing itself to become compressed into the smallest, densest atom of matter, the Hydra roared out. It roared out so hard that the invisible membrane attempting to destroy it was in turn destroyed itself. The crunching universe busted at the seams, unraveling like a scarf coming undone. With its last breath, the fabric of the universe shuddered one final time. There was a burst of light, and the Big Bang came to pass once again.

Only this time, the mouths of five serpents were widely open, eagerly awaiting for the heat to begin dispersing, and for its buffet to resume.

The Hydra of the End had won its place as the sole occupant of infinity. With nothing else to stand in its way, the creature was doomed to eternal solitude, forever basking in its ever swelling size. And with its task fulfilled, it began to curl around itself, hibernating while passively testing the limits of creation, forever growing.

A mind-broken Cassie could be heard in the vast nothingness. “Bigger…” Her consciousness had begun to ascend beyond the material realm. Her ego transcended the need for body and spirit. She was everywhere and nowhere at once now. And like other such entities that inhabited the great beyond, she needed only to be summoned if what one truly desired was…

The End.