There's An App For That

Sara was cowering in the shower. She felt the warm water pouring down her crouched body. Usually she enjoyed the sensation of warm water following the contours of her hard body, seeing her breasts and muscles creating myriads of small waterfalls, but now she was just trying to wash away the mind and body-numbing feeling of betrayal. Nicole had been there to support her, not vanquish her and steal her Dan… Well, technically stealing wasn’t the correct term, but she hadn’t even been interested in him before. Within a heartbeat she had stolen Dan’s attention and her body had transformed into a body Sara secretly dreamed of. Now she was uninteresting again and her ‘best feature’, her muscles, was just laughable compared to her friends’ mighty body.

“Why, Nicole?” Sara sobbed, the shower drowning the noise, coating her body with warm water, while she felt cold and left alone.

Laura glimpsed at Sara’s image. Nicole was a real stunner, but Dan wasn’t her type. Maybe she could arrange for something far more attractive. Loading a quickly taken picture of Sara, she opened the body-slider menu. Still pleasuring herself one-handed, she began to adjust some sliders. This was so hot… and it was definitely time to test some of the other sliders.

Sara’s tears mixed with the warm water and coated her face, when the numbness recoiled. Suddenly a tingling sensation filled her whole body. It was incredibly intense, reaching every inch from head to toe. The blonde gasped, when it intensified in her chest region. Suddenly she was nearly overwhelmed by a jolt of pure pleasure; a deep moan escaped her lips. Unable to comprehend her sudden arousal she was completely overwhelmed by it. Sara’s soaked sportswear felt very tight. Her already ample breasts were straining the spandex top and threatened to ‘spill out’.

"What, the…?" she moaned, while she unconsciously started to massage her inner thighs, still cowered in shower. Now she realized she was growing, just like Nicole before. Her already well-defined muscles became more massive, as Sara’s whole body slowly expanded like soft, rising dough. Her bosom underwent the most spectacular changes, growing even faster than the rest of her body. Second by second Sara’s boobs were swelling up, peeling the wet tank top away from her skin as they grew. Almost lost in the fog of ecstasy, Sara became aware of a low-pitched creaking noise coming from the vicinity of her chest. With an orgasmic grin she realized, it was the straining fabric of her over-stressed workout shirt. Tiny tears had appeared along the seams. The feeling was indescribable. Sara started massaging her ever-swelling breasts, enjoying their sensitivity.

'Bigger! BIGGER!' she moaned, urging her growth on, willing it to happen faster. Her wish was granted, she continued surging upwards and the shirt ripped open down both sides, revealing two enormous, perfectly tear-drop shaped breasts. Her rose-coloured nipples were fully erected and pointed slightly upwards, betraying her aroused state. Sara massaged her breasts more vigorously; she had been a C-Cup before, now it was easily a large double G-Cup. Despite the sheer ecstasy she felt she was aware of the other wonderful changes that were happening to her. Sara knew wasn’t only becoming more voluptuous, she also was becoming stronger and more muscular than ever. The proportions of her rock-hard body were passing beyond 'ideal' and into the realm of ‘impossible.’ The blondes butt was swelling to overflow her tight short workout pants. They weren't tearing at all, but simply bulging out of shape. The stubborn things were sticking to Sara’s growing massive body like a dark-blue coat of paint, presenting her with a problem. She was getting so big that they were starting to cut off her circulation, and the resilient spandex material showed no signs of giving up. Unwilling stop exploring her body with her hands and to ‘waste’ precious seconds of savouring the feeling of touching herself, Sara trusted in her growth to resolve the problem. It took five long seconds, during which she feeling felt body expand and swell, and with a sound like an unravelling roll of duct tape, Sara’s pants finally split open. Gloriously naked she reached for the velvet folds of her womanhood.

With every passing second the shower cubicle became confining, her increasingly enormous body starting to fill it all up. Effortlessly her broad shoulders and tree-trunk like arms caved in the side-walls of her now way to small sanctuary, she was able to feel her head touching the shower-head, while her outstretched elongating legs already bridged the gap to the opposite cubicles. Her feet slowly but uncontested ploughed through its brink, maiming concrete and ceramic. Sara’s chest was so massive by now that a large part of her enormous bust was jutting out of the shower. Unable to see her new improved abs, Sara caressed her sculpted massive eight-pack, before she returned to running both hands along the rim of her apple-sized clit, and the pleasure this brought caused black curtains to creep in at the edge of the blonde amazons’ vision. She moaned at the top of her lungs as she tilted her head back. Finally Sara felt herself pulsing, streaming out, coming again and again. Her body overwhelming the last constraints, the touch of her own hands, the massiveness of her muscles, her towering size, the sensation of growth, it all added up. She wasn’t just having multiple orgasms, but having multiple orgasms simultaneously.