She tried jiggling her tits but at a B cup she wasn’t getting much momentum. She nodded towards her mother before turning her attention to you. Just like the way I showed you.” Her mother had been walking her through the entire thing and while you were more than ready to go your gf was being made to take a slow pace. If it was earlier in the relationship you would have denied such a crazy thing but at this point if you didn’t get anything your dick would explode from holding it in for this long. Her mom has to be on facetime to make sure her daughter was doing things correctly. It had taken months to convince her to finally have sex but under one condition. “Like this? Am I doing it right?” Your girlfriend was straddled on top of you in nothing but a pair of panties and a tank top. But… just how big is “too big”? Would you two be able to agree on. It was probably a good thing she was only growing at a very slow rate, otherwise she wouldn’t be able to fit in the house let alone the bed… Both of you agreed that once she got to be too big you’d go back to that witch’s shop where you were sure this had all started. Just the other day she was a tiny little thing, no height or curves to speak of, but now here she was, taking up an entire queen-sized bed by herself, her hips and ass wider than her entire torso, her thighs thick and round. She would wake up, demand sex, almost painfully ride you in cowgirl position, grow, gorge herself on food, take a nap to let it all digest, grow, wake up and demand sex again, cowgirl once more (it was her favorite position), grow, and then sleep for an ungodly amount of time, slowly growing all throughout.
She lived in a cycle the past few days, one that she would surely repeat today. Her lower half faster than her upper half. You swore you could almost see her growing this time.
“There she grows again.” You said, quietly, your sigh transitioning into a chuckle at your terrible pun.
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