This choice: Make yourself Taller and add some more curves to your figure • Go Back...Chapter #3Make yourself Taller and add some more curves t... by: bullderdash   The first thing that comes to mind is that, having the power to change anything you want, settling for being 5’3” with only B cups seems rather silly. And since puberty doesn’t seem to want you to grow anymore, you figure you’ll just have to take care of things yourself. Stepping back from your mirror, you take a deep breath and imagine the changes you want taking place. You picture yourself growing taller, with a perfect figure. The tingling sensation from before returns and makes you shudder a little as it races accost your body, like a electric current only it was warm and pleasant.
First thing you feel is that your shoes are growing tighter. They had been a snug fit before, but already felt like they were squeezing your foot in a vice grip. You slip one shoe off, and only just manage to get the other off before it becomes too tight to get free off. With your attention on that, you hadn’t noticed how your sleeves had been creeping up your arms, or the way your skirt had gone from a tasteful mid thigh length to a rather risky miniskirt. Your bra starts to dig into your skin as you feel a surge in your chest, the twins moving down the alphabet through C’s and had just passed into the D range. A few moments later you hear a tear as your stockings begin to peal like bananas, the seams strained to the breaking point. Looking up, you see the top of the mirror is just about eyelevel now, so you guess that your probably 6’2” or thereabouts. You smile as you push another surge of growth on, the tingling growing stronger. Your skirt is soon surrenders to your widening hips and tears appear along its sides. You squirm with delight when a moment later one of your blouse buttons pops off. You look down to see that your feet have disappeared behind your now G cup chest. The B cup bra must have been giving all it had, because it gave way then, the strap snapping with a loud twang. As the cleavage spills fort, two more buttons go from your blouse, accompanied by the final rip in your skirt which falls away.
You feel your head brush on the ceiling, and notice that your growth has already pushed you to over 9 feet tall. Standing in your panties which now covered only about as much of your crotch as a G-string, you marvel at your size. Gone was the 5’3” B cupped girl you were, now you’re a 9’7” Amazon with a Wonderful Pair of H cups.
You then decide that you…
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