The floor beneath Evie collapsed, her growing body falling into the shop below with a thunderous crash. However, she was big enough by now that her upper half remained in the bedroom. Again her head, now bigger, began to push against the ceiling; huge legs stretched and strained against the walls of downstairs; hulking arms braced themselves on opposing walls, before pushing their way into the bathroom and living room respectively.Now the ceiling crunched and heaved as she grew through it, leaving the torso and, more importantly, bulging chest to continue filling up the bedroom.
The scene now presented itself as such: Evie's ass, hips and legs pursued as campaign or expansion, flaring and elongation in the shop; while her torso and arms thickened and stretched in a scouting mission, her breasts fought the good fight with a strategy of billowing and ballooning - enjoying much success; all the while her head piloted a solo endeavor with its task of general ascendancy. The mutation, quite apart from the obvious alterations to Evie's size, had begun to take further hold. Her fingers and toe were now proportionally longer and more slender; while parts of her body took a greenish hue and an odd waxy quality, others, like her face bleached further from her already creamy skin to a lily white. The gorgeous locks had blossomed with flowers and leaves, coiling long and lustrous- changed to a deepening green- flecked with blues and purples. Diaphanous gauzes of petal-like film had sprouted like cloth in areas, for example around her widening hips- ineffective at any attempt at modesty, but aesthetically pleasing none the less. During this deviation Evie has continued to expand and is now pushing the confines of the building itself. Each breath taken causes the flat to groan and crack. Her hips and butt have found themselves hard pressed for space in the shop, while the door bends with forced of an expanding foot, the counterpart of which is in the midst of a fleeting liaison with a wall.
The picture paints itself not unlike Alice in Wonderland - big girl, small house. When one examines the evidence, cracks in this analogy begin to show. Apparently, the houses in France are made of much sterner stuff containing their growing gals modestly, but Irish girls are made of much BIGGER stuff! And Evie was only getting bigger.
Outside, the two men from earlier stumbled along the street, having not fully thought through the plan of a drink before driving home. The leader, the "mastermind " behind tonight's happenings turned to his colleague puzzled.
"You 'ear somethin'?"
The other stood pondering.
"Like what?"
"Dunno...A sorta ...rumblin'"
"Uhhhh..."
Evie's leg burst through the door of the shop, followed by the other from the wall. Her arms punched through the sides. The upper story bulged outwards and exploded; a huge pair of breasts bouncing free. The two men back against the wall, dumbstruck. The roof heaved and heaved; the sides of the building were pushed outwards by a gargantuan pair of hips and buttocks. Finally, the roof erupted as Evie surged up and out in all her giant glory...
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