Chapter #4No, Make a run for it! by: gg   “Ahm…” you said, then paused while looking at her. Within a second you turned and sprinted out of the door, running down the stairs as fast as possible.
“HEY!” you sister yelled, but she was stuck, her arm flailed around in the upstairs corridor, pressing her face against the wall to get a far reach as possible. “U-hu, you ASKED for it.” She said realizing you had gotten away for good, your sister had to take her threat to action now, so she laid back and begun furiously masturbating in anger while, pinching her nipples and clenching her teeth.
You could hear her moans, as you ran through the living room, into the hall and out of the front door of the house. You went into the street looking left and right, not sure where to escape to next and how.
Your neck turned around as you heard the house cracking and breaking, as a loud orgasmic roar came from the inside.
“Oh dear, that was quick.”
The growing had commenced, slender but long and big legs shoot out from the west side of the house, glass exploding and flying as windows made way for her queen-sized feet and toes. The midsection collapsed as her huge, growing, masturbating pussy fell to the ground level on her big, wide, slushy butt. Her ginger haired head poked through the rooftiles and wooden beams, with an angry yet pleased expression.
She was huge, big as the house now, but she had difficulty getting out of it, as she was stuck in an awkward position, body parts spread to each sections of the home.
She struggled to get herself free, but it was only a matter of time before she would, as the woodwork and bricks where no match for her sizable strength: “Where are your big brother? Can’t you see your sick, little sister needs help? Don’t you care for my wellbeing?” she smashed a fist down into the east side of the house in frustration, crashing everything in there, she huffed and puffed while wood creaked, and mortar gave way to her anger. “You just don’t know how FRUSTRATING it’s to be a BIG, GROWING, GIRL!” finally she got up, the remaining restraints crumbled by her might, and up from the dust she rose, panting and out for revenge, she spotted you immediately. “THERE YOU’RE!”
You were frozen, looking up at your towering sister, who had now grown such a long pair of legs, a puffy, wet pussy that could swallow him with ease, big, wide hips that gave his sister balance issues, as her body-crushing ass had gained massive weight. Between them was a huge, chubby stomach, which probably could contain you, she hadn’t eaten proper in days after all.
On top of those where tits each the size of your family’s car, and high, high up in the sky was her angry, snotty, frustrated face with messy, ginger hair covering it.
Each angry step she took shook the earth, as you slowly backed away, but in no time she was standing right in front of you with her arms on her hips, looking down on you in hatred, some drool from her pussy fell down and splashed right at your feet, creating a small pool.
“Are you happy now? Are you happy for forcing me to grow this large? You could have just had listen and our house would still be intact! But now? Now I have no other choice but to go around as a big, bloated bitch!” She squatted down to you, and lowered her voice: “…You must be punished for this…”
Suddenly a loud crashing sound could be heard from the house, apparently it hadn’t stopped collapsing yet, but then a familiar moan could be heard from the ruins, you both turned your heads.
“Mom?”
A big, flesh pile was expanding from the north section of the house, your sister had left that section somewhat untouched, however it was getting torn down now, by big motherly feet, wide hips and fat tits, it was your mother alright but bigger and only getting bigger.
This huge, mature, natural woman, was finger her big, hairy pussy, moaning loudly as the remaining parts of the house fell apart around her, she was in post orgasmic bliss and was far away in her own pleasurable fantasies to be reached. Both my sister and I gasped, as the woman who gave birth and raised us sat in the ruins of our childhood home and pleased herself with no cares given.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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