Still asleep, Evie rolled onto her front, dribbling ever so slightly on the pillow. In the cool night air, a stretching, rubbery, sound started to pulse lightly in the room. The bed springs clinked softly to adjust to a fractional increase in weight. The light cotton of the pajama bottoms found itself a little snug around the cuffs and waist. The recumbent let out a sigh and rolled over again onto her back.
The bed clinked more audibly this time. The fabric of her night-blouse adjusted itself to accommodate a deep breath...but the relief did not follow. On the bedside table, the lamp and alarm clock would doubtless have confessed themselves surprised when an arm, that had previously strained to reach them in the early hours of the morning, collided with the lazily as it arced like a planet. Equally bemused was the duvet, which was now covering much less flesh than it was used to.
Again the blouse strained under another swell from below; a blue button delicately popped off and spun into the darker recesses of the room. The bed now clanked and bent under more and more weight, the metal frame groaning slightly. A couple of petals fell to the ground, from the bed. Evie's legs now hung off the bed's end. The pajama bottoms were forced to give up as her hips and butt both decided to flare in size, leaving only her pants to resist the hot and moist expanding flesh beneath. The lamp and clock were introduced to the floor by the increasing girth of the arm, which seemed intent on stretching further too.
Evie's heaving bosom decided to follow the example set by her lower regions and burst the the front of her blouse, bouncing free, her bra attempting to hold back her bulging buxom. The tortured bed cracked and splintered, splitting in two; a massive ass thudding down among the wreckage, crushing and splintering as it grew.
Evie bulged. Rrrrrr The floor groaned and creaked under her weight. She stretched. Crik Her foot, now significantly larger smashed the mirror on the other side of the room. Crunch She huge arm pushed through the wardrobe, by sheer force of growing momentum. She swelled larger. The sound of twisting metal rang out as her butt pulverised the remnants of the bed. And she grew. Thud! Craaack! Her lovely head completed it's odyssey to the ceiling, but she wasn't finished yet. And she GREW! The room trembled and creaked as she began to expand to fill up excess space...
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