Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27950421-20180728020836/@comment-36855838-20181026061426

Her once short hair now hung luxurious, voluminous, and glossy at shoulder length.

Her hips were now wider than her shoulders, her thighs plump, soft and smooth.

The simple dress she had worn was now more akin to a tight shirt.

Tight because her muscles and breasts had both grown trementously in just a few short minutes.

She spent several minutes tossing and turning on the couch, slowly growing all the while.

When she had finished, she had about a foot of hight on me, with a respectabltly muscled hourglass figure.

Her eyes shot open, and she sprung to a standing posture, sprinting to the pizza and devouring it instantly.

The contents of our refrigerator, freezer, and pantry were next.

In half an hour, she had eaten all of our food.

Her belly somehow only slightly bloated, she sniffed the air, her eyes wide with what was clearly lust.

I ran for my room, and locked myself in.

Not two seconds later, the door came crashing in with her large, soft-padded foot.

She approached, at least seven years worth of instant urges coursing through her body.

I knew it would end badly if I fought her.

I lay back on my bed, clothes removed.

She looms over me, eyes glazed over.

It begins. ..