This choice: Intrigued, and try to determine the cause. • Go Back...Chapter #5Bigger and Bigger by: Ëtalfni   You took it all in.
Somehow, something was causing you to change into your mother overtime. You felt shorter and heavier than you ever had before, with your stunted size and increasing weight. But you also felt strangely aroused at the entire process, with your little buddy poking out from the robe. And that made you curious to determine what was causing it.
The only thing differently you had done today was put on mom’s…
“...Clothes,” it clicked with you all at once. “No way. Wearing mom’s clothes is turning me into her!”
A name suddenly stuck out to you in your head as you waddled across the floor towards the basement. Once at the washing machine, still running with your clothes inside, you had to strain just to reach the top shelf and confirm your hypothesis.
“Witch Wash,” you said, reading the bottle of laundry detergent that had escaped your notice your first time downstairs. “The brand new substance created to ensure all your clothes fit, no matter the size. By simply using one scoop in your load, your clothing will forever mold you into the perfect shape for fitting into all sorts of outfits overtime, no matter the shape or scale. After completing one standard load on high, wear desired cloth and wait. Effects can take five to sixty minutes to have desired effects depending on the mass of the changes. But the more clothes worn, the faster the alternations. Holy crap.”
As if to drive home the point, a rumbling in your stomach caused you to moan.
It was like someone was stretching your skin out in all directions as your hips surged outwards a few more inches, bringing your measurements to about 40 inches. The mass didn’t just settle in your thighs either, as you became increasingly aware of the added weight to your backside. The belt of the robe was already starting to feel tight again and you felt warm all over. Like you were a warm marshmallow over the fire being pumped up the closer brought to the flame.
Though you had developed a decidedly pear shaped lower body, your manhood remained as solid and long as always.
“It’s probably because I’m wearing my boxers,” you decided, resisting the urge to rub yourself. “Maybe I should lose them.”
You thought of what else you could do to feed into the aroused feelings you were experiencing. There was no telling what clothes in the house had been infected by the magical soap (save for the clean pile before you) or where it had even came from. For now, you could only satisfy a hungering urge to experience this for yourself.
Your family wouldn’t be home for hours and you could become any one of them. And you wanted to experiment before it came to that. Your clothes wouldn’t be done for another anyway. Might as well have some fun while it lasted. All you had to do was wear one of your old clothes and the process would reverse, right?
Digging through clothing pile, you searched for something that could enhance the transformation. More clothes would speed up the effects, after all.
You decided on...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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