This choice: Sarah is not standing outside, go and find her. • Go Back...Chapter #5Sarah is not standing outside, go and find her. by: Bootleggery   This was not ideal, you had hoped for a quick pickup, and now you had to get out of your car to find he.
You first yelled her name with the car door open, before stepping out in your uncomfortable tight clothes and a half-erect boner, your shoes beginning to feel painful, and your package liked compressed ham.
Getting close to the building you found her hidden away at the shopping mall’s cargo bay using a truck as cover, which she needed since your wife was now indecently exposed as her clothes were like tiny wrappings on her now, standing now a bit taller than you at an 8 feet height.
“There you’re!” you said as your turned around the corner with a hand on the truck. She grabbed your tie and kissed you: “Thank god you came; I couldn’t stand out there for everyone to see me.”
You broke away from the kiss to caress her cheek: “It’s okay, honey…” you said, while hearing a seam visible break at your pants: “…I think you’re not the only one with a growth problem.”
You backed up a bit as you suddenly felt a bit bloated, as if you were about to burp, when suddenly a growth spurt hit you.
Sarah watched as her hot and bothered husband slowly grew out of his clothes in front of her, shoes popping, shirt ripping at the shoulders, buttons snapping off his delicious, daddy frame, that was muscular, lightly hairy and masculine thick, it turned Sarah especially on seeing her man’s bulging, stone slab pecs bursting out from his collar, making her badly want to squeeze them as they began to tower above her, as you reclaimed your manliness by growing taller than her.
Sarah began now focusing on the most important part of her husband; your godly, daddy cock, that Sarah had watched and felt with joy increase in size throughout your years together, seemingly always getting larger to stuff her more, and now this meaty, baby making rod, that had impregnated her so many times, was growing bigger and getting hard inside your already tight pants, breaking your zipper and tearing through your briefs as it awkwardly grew out mightily from your groin.
You were standing more and more naked in front of your shrinking spouse, as you groaned and panted, peeling off your tie and other tatters off your body, while starring at your loving wife that kept looking smaller and smaller compared to him.
You were a huge man now, beefy, standing naked and with a huge, throbbing erection and heavy balls that you had plans to empty inside your tiny wife, flooding her womb with your seed like so many times before, and Sarah knew this.
“Do it…” Sarah said sweetly, looking up at the giant: “…you deserve it.”
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