"Who cares? Just shoot!" With a pull of the trigger, the gun zaps Morgan with radiating energy sending her shivers all over her body. Soon, the shortstack infront of Matt begin to visibly shake and her height slowly inching upward.
The seams of her t-shirt started to tear as more display of her flawless skin reveal itself. Making room for her expanding body, the tears make its way to her thin shoulders that shined bright like a polished shoe.
"SO FREAKING TIGHT" holding her breath, Matt looks below her shoulders to see the part of the shirt constricting her expanding body the most. Her breasts. Most t-shirts she wore often highlight her big bust, but at this time, the t-shirt was skintight on her like a swimsuit, even showing the shape of her bra cups. With a sudden rip, a huge hole tears open revealing her deep pale cleavage. Her bra pushed her breasts so closed together to the point Matt could see the cleavage overflowing the t-shirt hole.
Morgan sighs in relief from the discomfort of her tightening chest. Noticing the lecherous gaze infront of her, she lets out a brief cough getting Matt's attention. Matt's eyes widened from the sight of looking Morgan face-to-face, in contrast of usually looking down. She couldn't help but smile so smugly at Matt's surprised look. And it hadn't even end yet, euphoria overwhelms her as her eyes slowly look downwards to maintain contact with Matt.
Matt slowly backed away from her growing figure but fell on his back as a sharp pain hit his abdomen and dropping the gun from his grip. He stared at the growing babe to realize the button of her short jeans popped and hit his abdomen. Now, her jeans were accentuating her wide hips and her juicy thighs overflowing the seams.
Moans escape Morgan's mouth as her hands explore her expanding body. Her right massaging her right tit and tweaking her nipple while her left makes its way to her burning crotch and sensually caressing it. But, to her dismay, the burning feeling suddenly died as her growth finally ends.
Morgan looks down at Matt lying on the ground staring at her like a roman statue. Feeling glee, she bent down giving Matt a clear view of her tits jiggling in her cleavage. "Someone's happy to see the new Me" Morgan smiled at the protruding boner Matt was showing in his pants. Matt hurriedly moved his hands to cover it up, but the stomp of her foot on his stomach stopped him.
"Nuh uh uh, I still haven't thank you yet" Morgan's weight slamming Matt's bottom half as she sits down on his thighs, her crotch just centimetres away from his. Pinning his lower half with her body, she grips on Matt's wrists and bring his hands to her chest. "Feel me Matt, feel the new me!" Matt was in heaven now. He had long to feel the EE cups that proudly protrude from her chest. At her size now, these heavy yet soft cantaloupes sink his fingers in as he kneads each breast like dough.
Holding in a soft moan, Morgan huskily says "Don't stop there, free these babies, they're all yours." Filling Matt with excitement as his hands rip away her tight t-shirt and brassiere. There, directly infront of him were the shapely perky breasts bouncing and colliding with each other from his action. Seeing the rosey red nipples of each breast, Matt quickly suckled her left nipple while groping her right breast.
Matt loved her big breasts and every part of it, slowly he feels his head enveloped in her deep cleavage. They felt heavier every time he touched them and somehow... bigger. Matt opened his eyes for a peek at Morgan, only to crane his neck higher to see her face, creepily smiling down at him. Was she this tall? Thought Matt. The view of her smiling face got further and further with each second. He looked around him as he noticed her two fleshy orbs now bigger than his head around him.
"You're... Are you growing... again?" Asked Matt. "Nope, you're shrinking Matty" Matt realized his pants and shirt became baggier and did not fit him. He pushed himself away from Morgan and saw in her hand was the size gun itself. She had shot him with the gun to shrink him when he was busy playing with her tits. And the worst part, he hasn't finished shrinking.
Morgan sat there grinning at Matt as his shrinking body made more space for his shirt and slowly blinding his view of her. She searched through pile of his shirt and found him standing there in his birthday suit at 4 inches. "You idiot, to think that all it took grow and take your gun away from you was just a touch of my tits? Too easy!" "We... We had a deal." "Deal? To be your girlfriend? Please, I've told you many times no but you never seem to learn! But now... with this, I'll finally be able to teach you a lesson!" Her smile widens as the hand envelops Matt, grabbing and bringing him closer to her view. "I'm gonna have so much fun with you, tiny man." Morgan drops his tiny figure onto her cleavage. Matt struggles to stabalize himself from the bounce of her chest as she walks into her house with the gun in her hand.
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