Opening up his texting app, Mitch began to write to his best friend bragging about the fact that he just got laid by both Jenna and Jennifer in a woman’s clothing store. The only response he got back was “You suck.” He just sent laughter back at his buddy.
Then pulling up his Soothsayer App again, Mitch wrote in a simple line:
Jenna and Jennifer will grow 25% taller.
Confirming this entry, Mitch looked up expecting to see something happen. However nothing did. Then remembering one of his previous commands, he concentrated and allowed them to grow at will.
Mitch watched as Jenna slowly grew taller and taller. First Mitch was just lower than her neck, with her cleavage resting comfortably around his neck, over his shoulders, and down his chest. As she grew he could feel her breasts slowly rising up his chest and neck. His chin quickly made contact with the top of her breasts, and he felt his head being pushed back by the soft yet firm, supple skin of her breasts. As his head continued to slide back, he felt another pressure on the back of his head, and neck.
Turning around Mitch saw that Jennifer had moved closer, and the girls were now sandwiching Mitch between their breasts. As they continued to grow, Mitch began to get a slight panicked feeling, the kind most people get when their head is sinking under water and there is nothing they can do to stop it. Worrying that he wouldn’t be able to breath, Mitch began to stand on his tiptoes to allow himself more precious air. When he felt he could no longer stay above the breasts, he took a deep breath and dropped to flat feet.
Had he not been terrified that he was not going to surface, Mitch would have been in heaven. The soft silkiness of 4 breasts pushed in from all sides, covering him from the base of his neck to the top of his head. He was fairly sure that had anyone looked, they would not have seen a single part of his head, he was so encased in womanly flesh. Then slowly Mitch felt the bottoms of his girlfriends’ breasts rising up his neck. Soon his mouth was free and he could gasp for air. Then just when he was starting to enjoy the feeling of breasts everywhere, his head was free of the cleavage. Looking up he saw a solid wall of breast flesh rising higher and higher above him. In front of him he saw long tanned tummies stretching longer and longer.
Soon the growth had stopped. Mitch was standing about hip high to the girls. Doing some quick mental math, he estimated that Jennifer was about 9’9” tall with Jenna at about 9’5” tall, however at this height it was very hard to tell.
“Where did Mitch go?” He heard Jenna say. As he said this, two very large hands reached in and parted the ceiling of breasts and two heads looked down the hole the hands had created. As he looked at his girlfriends, Mitch realized they were not touching the ceiling yet. Deciding he had to remedy this, he opened his BlueBerry and re-confirmed his command.
Again the girls began to grow. This time the growth was not quite as spectacular primarily because the girls were so tall. Mitch got to witness the approach and passage of both of the girls butts and crotches, however since the flesh was on the outside, he didn’t get the pleasure of feeling it rub against him as it passed.
Looking up again, he was saddened to see that the girls were still not touching the 13’ ceilings. Jennifer was standing somewhere around the 12’ height with Jenna very close behind. Determined to get the girls to the ceiling, Mitch hit confirm again, however what he didn’t realize was that when he his confirm he had actually double tapped it, confirming the command twice.
This accident caused the girls to EXPLODE with growth. Quickly they were hitting their heads on the ceiling. Then they were jockeying with each other for more room as they had to bend their heads more and more. Soon they couldn’t bend their heads any farther and had to resort of bending their legs. Suddenly one of the girls fell, breaking the wall of the dressing room and landing with her butt square on Mitch. While this might not have been that bad had the girls been their normal height, or even 6’ but at a towering 19’ tall each girl weighed over a thousand pounds. This effectively squashed Mitch, however when it squashed Mitch it also caused his thumb to be pressed down over the confirm button, confirming the last command an infinite number of times and dooming the earth, solar system, and eventually the entire universe as the girls screamed in orgasm and destroyed everything with their expanding bodies…
Or did they?
Suddenly there was a flash of light and Mitch felt like he was traveling down a long worm hole, the kind one would see in Stargate. With another flash and a brief wavering of his view of reality that quickly settled down Mitch realized he was sitting on something hard, holding his BlueBerry in his hands. Looking around he realized he was sitting at his desk in his bedroom, and that his BlueBerry had text that he had not entered on its screen.
Greetings traveler,
If you are receiving this message it means that you have died. However do not fear, you are not really dead. Instead there is a safety mechanism built into this device that prevents the user from being killed as a result of their own stupidity or carelessness. If you have died as a result of using this phone, the phone will return you to the time and place that you were right before you started using it. As a result of this time reversion, all changes you have made are automatically undone and cleared from your phone. You may feel free to use the phone again in whatever way you feel will benefit you, however if you chose to follow the same path again, remember you might just die again in the same way and be returned here again.
On a side note, this might be a good way to return to your correct reality if you have lost your way. However remember you still need to be safe. If you are killed in a method that the BlueBerry did not cause, such as a home invasion or car accident the phone will be bequeathed to your next of kin/person of your choice.
As soon as Mitch had finished reading this message it cleared from his screen and he was left with a blinking cursor. Attempting to pull up his last commands, he found that he had nothing stored in his phone. Calling up the Soothsayer app, he typed in:
I cannot die under normal circumstances only as a result of the BlueBerry, unless a unicorn playing a trumpet, wearing lederhosen and riding a unicycle stops and shoots me with a gun made entirely of glass. There are no such things as unicorns and if they did exist they could not play trumpet… EVER! In the highly unlikely event of my death, not as a result of anything this BlueBerry might have caused I wish for it to pass into my girlfriend, Jenna’s hands. However if I do die as a result of this BlueBerry, I wish for this command to always have been entered and confirmed.
Confirming this entry, and feeling decidedly immortal, Mitch then retyped his first ever command before his death:
The average height for women is 6'8". All women are very beautiful, have shapely hips and sexy asses and legs, and the average woman has firm, round breasts the size of her head. --He couldn't help but smile at that last part.-- Women's figures are always sexy, and they usually finish developing at roughly sixteen years of age.
Suddenly there was a knock at his door.
Sun Jun 05 23:11:22 2011