"Two-hundred twenty-five pounds..." Asuka mused to herself, as she looked at the scale below. Her growth had not abated. Not even one bit. At six feet, eight inches tall, she now had to bend over to enter any room in Misato's apartment.
She was wearing an oversized pair of short-shorts, along with a T-shirt. She just bought these clothes a couple of weeks ago, but these, too, were beginning to become tight.
Meanwhile, Misato herself was staring over at Asuka a little, having drank her way through a six pack over the past few hours.
"I mean, at the rate I'm growing, I think some feet pics could get all the money I need..." Asuka mused, giving a bit of side-eye to Misato. "It's not like there's many girls close to as big as I am. And it's just not slowing down. "
"It's only been a couple of months since you started growing." Misato sighed. "And all those tests over at NERV haven't figured out a thing, have they?
"Nope. But I prefer it that way. There was even an article in the paper about me recently. If people figured out why I was getting big, they might figure out how to stop it. Sometimes, I feel like a freak. But even if I'm a freak, I'm the center of attention."
"Could I have a beer?" Asuka remarked, looking down at her guardian. "I haven't tried any yet."
"Come on, we both know you aren't old enough." Even in her drunk haze, Misato still tried to play the steady guardian. But Asuka would not be deterred.
"It's pretty hot, isn't it?" Asuka tugged at the hem of her shirt. Truthfully, both her and Misato were sweating. Beads of sweat dropped nearly seven feet from Asuka's brow down to the floor below, making a slight stain on the carpet.
"We're in the middle of summer and the AC's out. What did you expect?" But Misato didn't expect what Asuka was going to say next.
"Do you think we'd stick to each other," Asuka remarked out of nowhere, as she clambered onto the couch, creaking under her weight, as she begun to clamber directly on top of Misato.
"HEY!!!! YOU'RE HEAVY!!!!" Misato protested. Even if she found herself staring into the bottom of Asuka's breasts... eyes could be deceptive. Asuka didn't seem that much bigger than Misato. But as she got on top of her, Misato begun to feel as if she was halfway being crushed, the purple-haired woman being pushed inside the couch.
"And you're not giving me beer," Asuka replied in a matter-of-fact tone. "So why don't you give this superior girl what she asks for?" At this point, Asuka's breasts were pressed against Misato's head. The older girl found herself trapped in sweaty darkness, any attempts to talk just seemed to result in her giving the redhead a motorboat. Meanwhile, Asuka's waist and her own met firmly. In fact, almost the entirety of Asuka's body was on top of Misato... while Misato rested on the couch, Asuka rested on Misato.
Misato inadvertently found herself feeling Asuka's body up a little. It was immediately obvious how much thicker everything else was on Asuka's body. MIsato had a spectacular figure, but it couldn't match up to the girl put through a magnifying glass. Her left arm couldn't move at all, pinned as it was under Asuka, so her right arm felt down her soft stomach. Gradually, it got closer and closer to Asuka's butt. Meanwhile, pinned under Asuka's chest, Misato had to breath through her sweat, and she begun to taste Asuka's chest.
"I need beer! O... otherwise I'll stay on top of you, and make your legs go numb! Stupid Misato!" Asuka whined yet more. And she squirmed against the bigger girl, her breasts sliding on Asuka's face.
"Are you trying to wear me down or turn me on!" Misato complained. It had been over five minutes, but Asuka hadn't made any move to get off of Misato whatsoever. "If you can sit on top of me like this, surely you can get your own beer!"
"Yeah. I guess. I just want your permission. Asuka begun to sit up, and Misato felt all of the air get knocked out of her, as over two-hundred pounds of fiery redhead adjusted herself, sitting firmly on Misato's stomach. Misato was finally able to move the rest of her body, but she couldn't do a thing to clamber out from under the bigger girl.
"So do you want me to say that you're superior or something?" Misato remarked. "It's not like you're ever that complicated about stuff like this. But below Asuka, Misato's face was beet red.
"You experimented with girls in your college days, didn't you? I can hear the way you talk with Kaji..." Asuka remarked.
"What. You think that because you've overgrown, he's going to be with you?" Misato retorted. But Asuka simply smirked, as she squirmed her butt on Misato's stomach.
"I think that Kaji will be mine. But you will too. And so will Shinji. And everyone else." Asuka giggled maniacally. "Everybody's going to be mine." Misato found herself staring again at Asuka. Looking at that big, round, butt, below a narrow waist. Her shorts were pink, and looked like they were almost pasted on. Asuka made Shinji buy them a couple of weeks ago, but they had already become nearly painfully tight. Misato could see the painfully tight clothes, and reached a hand forward, seeking it deep into her flesh, groping Asuka with all of the force she could muster.
"W... what..." Asuka grew red quickly, before smiling. "I'm gonna take that as an invitation, my little-Misato doll. Asuka's not a virgin anymore."
"Just get off of me." But Asuka got back on top of Misato, this time pressing her straight into her chest.
"Reach under these shorts Misato. Fondle me." Her right hand went onto Misato's butt, her finger prying directly into her butt. Misato gasped loudly, stimulation reaching new heights.
Misato's other hand gripped Asuka's breasts. She took pride in her chest, but Asuka's now was so much larger than her own. The firm, pliant flesh felt so effortlessly pleasant between Misato's fingers. She felt a strange thrill as Asuka's nipple grew harder. The thrill that Misato had when she first realized she was attractive. And Asuka felt her way down Misato's body, slipping her shirt off of her, followed by clipping off Misato's bra.
Misato could feel her willpower fading, as she begin to succumb to the larger girl's firm, sexy body. And Asuka finished removing all of her clothes in a moment.
"The second you orgasm, we're gonna reach an understanding." Asuka whispered under her breath. "I'm the girl in control of you. Ok? If I want a beer. I get a beer. Because I make you feel good. She removed her own shirt, followed by her bra, pressing a firm nipple right towards Misato's mouth. For a moment, she hesitated, but Misato couldn't last any longer. She begun to suck, even as Asuka's fingers pried up and down, feeling out Misato's ass. She could practically fit an entire firm cheek within the palm of her hand.
"I don't know. Perhaps it's due to my ego growing with me. But... I like to be the center of attention." She grinded and groped every inch of Misato's body, coaxing her gradually towards orgasm. Soon, she moved her body down, and Asuka felt the suction on her right breast grow as Misato's suckling grew desperate. Gradually, the two of them begun to heat up their squirming, bucking against each other.
Asuka gave a wistful sigh, as she begun to realize how effortlessly she was controlling Misato's sex drive. Her own orgasm begun to build as Misato's fingers found her clitoris under the tight panties, rubbing up and down against Asuka's bean.
"Ooooohhhhh... college teach you that..." Asuka moaned, as she felt herself losing control.
"Even your... orgasm... is... bigger...." Misato could hardly pay attention through the sexual haze. But it just felt like Asuka was leaking way to many juices onto Misato, as the two of them approached orgasm together.
Misato was amazed at the give of Asuka's wet folds. She wriggled and prodded, soon slipping her entire hand inside the rapidly squirming Asuka.
And finally, Asuka came as Misato bit down on her nipple, spraying her juices on the experienced woman.
An hour later, Shinji arrived back, carrying heavy sacks laden with clothes for Asuka's rapidly expanding frame. But he dropped them as he saw the sight before him. And the strong scent of arousal and sweat, Misato's slight scent overwhelmed by Asuka.
Misato was lying naked on the couch, panting and sighing, resting against the larger body of Asuka. Her entire body rested, this time on top of Asuka. Meanwhile, the redhead was slurping down a beer.
"Ace pilot. Get me some food. I'm hungry. You can sit down next to me afterwards."
"Do you normally just... have sex on the couch like that?"
Asuka giggled, pressing Misato's head between her boobs, easily slipping between the pliant flesh. "She wouldn't get me a beer. So I needed to persuade her. I'm getting bigger. And evreyone's going to be my dolls. I might let you try me out to. But you're gonna need to obey me.
Shinji could sense a slight amount of malice behind the oversized girl. Quickly, he ran to cook some food. And Asuka sipped at her beer, while Misato continued to fondle the redhead, laid together, curled up on the sweaty couch.
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