"So that's how it is ?" thought Angie, furious. She had just molded her body to make it into a thing any boy would desire, but they were still all over Vanessa Barnes ? Just because she was... anger in her eyes, she checked the geek who had been ogling at her. Since her last growth spurt, he wasn't just looking at her : now, he had his bag over his crotch, and she could see his hand slowly moving. She gave him a furious stare, and the boy immediately stopped and blushed. She wasn't mad at him for being a pig : at least, he was thinking about her, but the others... they didn't deserve her. If they weren't willing to look at her, she would force them. She was so angry, jealous and full of power at the same time that it could only give her the best excuse to use the dictaphone again, but for something, really, really unreasonable.
She took it in her hand, ignoring Lucy asking her why she was looking so mad, and pressed the record button.
"I fucking grew bigger than anyone they ever knew. And I'm not done growing, and they know it, all lusting about my growth. My boobs are so perfect and attractive that anyone seeing them directly will cum over and over until I want them to stop. My body is so attractive that people are basically obeying to my every wish, and enjoy obeying me. Every night, in their bathroom, they masturbate thinking about me, and whenever they fuck with anyone, they can't think at anybody but me. And I have full memories of all this to enjoy !"
The sparkling sound was so strong this time that Angie was almost deaf from it ; but suddenly, she felt like her mind was going foggy. She couldn't remember how... how... ho no, my memories ! It's not adding more, it's changing them ! she thought, but before she could do anything to stop this, realizing her mistake, her mind went almost blank. And her whole body tensed.
"HooooOOOO !"
She screamed instantly, cumming harder than she ever had, as her body was hit like lightning by a wave of untold pleasure. Along with her scream, her body suddenly expanded all over, making her go from 5'0 to 5'5, growing two cup sizes in the same time and making her instantly bigger than anyone else. But that was just a beginning. She saw Lucy, looking at her with wide eyes and repeating "Angie ! Are you okay ? What's happening ?" but she couldn't answer : instead, her mouth formed an "O" and again, she screamed, but louder and longer than the first time, as she felt her clothes turning really wet between her legs. She felt her body enlarging in all directions, and the seat under her becoming tighter and tighter, as her hips were now too wide for the poor thing. Her head raise so much that when she opened her eyes, Angie could see over every seat of the bus. She just felt, with a bump, her breasts bouncing heavily, growing into the porn-star range. Her shirt was tighter than ever now, and her bra a bit too small. She couldn't enjoy this right then, as again, she felt her body tensing : her hands grabbed everything they could and again...
"HaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAA !"
"Angie ! Are you crying ? Are you okay ?" said Lucy's voice, now... under her, and muffled by her breasts now over the head of the poor girl, but if Angie was crying, it was from pleasure. Her mind was turning blank each time, and when she opened her eyes, she could only realize her new vastness. Now, her enormous breasts were resting on the seatback in front of her, and Lucy was almost squished between her growing friends and the bus window. Just with one arm, Angie could reach the other side of the bus without sweating. It was... it was...
"YeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEessss hooooo !"
This time, she almost passed out. Her body seemed to grow in every direction at the same time, and she was unable to understand what was happening, lost into her own pleasure. She felt cold things under her hands, seats moving under her, and some move under her breasts, and even if it was really good, she couldn't focus on anything but her growth. Eventually, panting, she gathered her mind and opened slowly her eyes.
Here she was, in the school bus. Was something different ? She had just closed her eyes for a second, doesn't she ? She looked at her hands, and lifted with a bit of difficulty her huge, full bust. Actually, she felt that she had to move away her breasts, as, resting on the seats in front of her, the bottom of them were slowly engulfing the heads of the boys in the seats. Of course, they weren't saying a single thing, as the bus was perfectly silent, as usual, and the guys enjoying this. Looking down at Lucy, her best friend in the seat next to her - they had space, as they were in the last row of the bus, so Angie could seat properly - looking around confused just like if she had forgotten something, she remembered.
Years ago, she was the last in her class to grow. Girls were teasing her, especially the biggest ones. But puberty finally hit her, and she grew nicely. A bit quickly, maybe, but nicely. at 14, she was already 5'5 and a C-cup, making her into the most desired girl of the class. But her growth was only seeming to accelerate month after month. At 15, she was 6'6, and her breasts had burst her J-cup on her birthday. She knew that there was something strange with her boobs : not only were they huge, but they were also... so nice. Perfect. When she was naked, she had to dodge the mirrors or else, she would gaze at them for a long time. And at first, it was just that, but the bigger they got, the more it was awaking sexual thoughts in her until, in the end, she had to touch herself almost everytime she was gazing at her. So, for her birthday, she couldn't do anything but a huge party, as she was the most popular girl at school. But the dress she had bought weeks before was already tight. And as she was in front of almost everyone, thanking them, her bra just burst, along with the dress.
But nobody laughed.
Instead, all the mouths opened widely, and boys like girls seemed to shake slightly. Her hands too small to fully hide her monsters, Angie heard the whole crowd suddenly groaning. Wet spot appeared here and there, boys and girls alike, even if it was more visible for the boys. But they didn't move : they stayed here, the wet patches growing wider and wider, and the groans becoming stranger, as what was happening was almost impossible for the young bodies here. Eventually, Angie grabbed what was left of her dress, and happened to hide her titanic rack. Everybody seemed to awake from some incredible dream, and one after the other, people hesitated between running to the bathrooms to wash themselves or go right to Angie to confess their love.
Angie wasn't shocked that day : she just couldn't forget the faces of the girls who were formerly teasing her, looking at her, lust in the eyes. And she had made sure to be the girl impossible for anyone to have, except for her best friend Lucy : here and there, she would allow her to feel her sensitive body for hours. But secretly, so people wouldn't think that they were in a relationship. She continued to grow, and learned to use the strange power of her body : here and there, in the locker-room, she would expose her breasts just to have all the girls cumming until they were shaking on the floor at her feet, unable to stand. And at least twice, she had "accidents" in front of the whole school, letting her smile as no one could escape her. Quickly she heard from girls talk she could hear at the corner of the corridors that their boyfriend were screaming her name everytime, ruining everything. And that sometimes, girls and boys were touching themselves together at some picture of her.
But still, she grew. And today, she was 8'2. And there was no cup-size for her breasts : they were just occupying more than half of her torso just for the base. And extending so much that she was lucky to have arms this long to touch her nipples. Of course, she knew that she wasn't done growing, and nobody could think otherwise, as everybody was following her growth, some guys even had blogs about her. And Angie liked every second of that.
She tensed her legs happily, reaching the fourth row of seats from the last row of the bus, and looked down at her bust, more cleavage visible on her than on all the other girls together. She quickly noticed some heads turning to ogle her, but no one said anything : the bus was perfectly silent, as she had asked it to be so she could enjoy the calm. And no one could disobey her. She knew it. More : she knew they liked it.
Those, were memories to enjoy, she thought.
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