Chapter #3Missy's growth by: Unknown The fruit was shaped like an elongated orange, with skin like an apple. It wasn't in her fridge 30 minutes ago, but now there it was. She felt compelled to eat it.
She ate the entire fruit, and it tasted delicious. She left the seeds of the fruit on the table.
She decided to change from her pajamas. She put on a short sleeve button blouse, showing a bit of cleavage. She then put on a denim skirt that reached to about her knees.
She was about to go out when she felt her stomach gurgle a bit. Gas? Missy rarely had gas...It couldn't be that.
She then felt her entire stomach fill up. She never felt so full. Just as her stomach felt full, it disappeared. She then felt a cold sensation in her stomach.
Suddenly...
Slowly it spread, and she felt the sensation all over her body. The cold feeling then began to dissipate.
Missy stood there, not sure of what was happening. She looked down...something seemed a bit odd...
She looked down at her legs, and noticed the skirt slowly getting shorter.
"What the..." Missy whispered to herself. Her clothes slowly began to tighten all around her. The sleeves that once went down to her elbows where slowly rising upward.
"What's happening to me?" The front side of her shirt untucked, and just by force of habit, she tried to tuck it back in. When she did, the back side popped out. She went to tuck that side in, and realized she couldn't. The shirt had become too short....or...
She finally realized what was happening! She looked down at the ground to see it slowly moving farther away from her. She was growing!
The gaps between he buttons on her blouse began to separate, showing skin through them. Her breasts seemed to be growing faster than the rest of her body.
She looked down at her feet, and noticed her ankle socks were no longer covering her feet, and were stretched. She wiggled her toes a little, but barely could because of how tight the socks have become. She tried again, and both socks ripped apart from the sides.
Her blouse was becoming too tight, and Missy was having trouble breathing. She struggled to take a deep breath, and a button popped off, and more breast filled in that area. She felt a little relief, but not enough. She struggled to unbutton her blouse, but her own growing body pulled them too tight.
Her skirt was amazingly tight now. Since they were denim, they would take much more of a beating before tearing apart, and this was making Missy very uncomfortable. She couldn't even separate her legs. She tried, and tried. She waited a second, all the while still trying to undo the buttons on her blouse, then she tried to separate her legs again, and it worked. The seam on the right sound of the skirt ripped, making a big enough slit to spread her legs enough for her to be comfortable, but the part around her waist was still there, and still tightening.
Her breasts couldn't grow outward anymore because of the blouse, so they grew up and downward. Slowly, they grew and grew. She had to rip her blouse apart with her hands.
She grabbed the gab made by the first button that popped off, and ripped her blouse apart. Her growing breasts, and she could breath again.
She grabbed the waist part of her skirt, and pulled that off too. Now she was completely naked. She took a deep breath, something that she couldn't do since she started growing. Halfway through her breath, her head hit the ceiling.
"Ouch! What the...How much more..." She murmured after her head hit the 12 foot ceiling. Slowly, she was forced to bend over. She began to fear she would crush her own house!
She had to sit down, and her legs lengthened more and more, crashing into objects in her house, knocking them over and breaking them. She grew bigger, tighter, firmer, stronger, slowly...
Her head hit the ceiling again while sitting down, so she had to lie down. She had to prevent destroying her house for as long as she could!
Her feet hit the wall of her house, and so did her head. Her huge breasts began to push against the ceiling, and her knees had to bend and they began to push against the ceiling also.
She heard rumbling, and debris began to fall from the ceiling. Slowly, she filled up more and more empty space in her house...when suddenly
With one quicken growth spurt, she shot though the walls, and her breasts and knees caused the ceiling to cave in. She stood up, looking at her half destroyed house. She stood at 35 ft now.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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