Grace groaned as her body began expanding in every direction, especially upward. Everything seemed to shrink and the floor got further away as with each passing second, another inch of height was added to Grace's stature. Normally 5'6", Grace quickly made it to 6', and then stretched beyond it. It wasn't long before Grace felt constricted by her clothes. Her jeans, were barely serving as capris, her shirt hem had risen leaving several inches of her stomach exposed, and her shoes were causing her excruciating pain.
After a few seconds, and several extra inches, her shoes finally burst, to Grace's immense relief. With a tearing sound, the seams of her pants and shirt began splitting, and with a snap, her bra tore itself apart. As her neck swelled, her collar began to cut off her air. Grace began clutching at her shirt, causing more tears to appear until with one last rip it fell to the ground in tatters. Deciding to accept the inevtiable, Grace flexed, tore and stretched until her pants joined her shirt on the floor, leaving her with the just the meager covering of her panties.
Free at last from the pain caused by her clothes, Grace noticed that her transformation was having a rather interesting side effect. Instead of being painful, the stretching of her flesh and bones seemed to have turned her entire body into one giant erogenous zone. Every touch, every sensation was magnified. When one hand brushed a nipple, it felt like pure fire shot through her body. And Grace enjoyed every second of it. In spite of the fear from her body being forcibly warped, Grace found herself not caring, as long as the feelings continued.
Every inch she grew only caused the pleasure to increase, making it hard to think, hard to move, hard to even stand. Grace fell to her hands and knees, moaning loudly, as the sensation of her panties being stretched along her slit nearly sent her into convulsion. It was just as well, as Grace had been only a few inches from hitting her head on the ceiling. When her panties finally snapped, Grace moved one hand down to stroke her clit. As she plunged her hand in and out of her sopping wet pussy, groaning. Grace was beyond noticing, but she had reached the twelve foot mark. And still she swelled, larger and larger her arousal climbing with each inch.
Finally Grace broke through the last bits of resistance and came in an burst of ecstasy, thrashing and screaming. Grace didn't notice the damage to her furniture by her flailing limbs, or the large rent in her ceiling from where her arching back smashed painfully into it. As she collasped, spent from what must have been the most intense orgasm of her life, Grace body stretched the last few inches to reach 15 feet in height, before finally halting. Lying on her floor, dazed and foggy, Grace forgot where she was and what had happened, blissfully lost in her blissful state.
But as her mind cleared, Grace jolted awake as she realized what had happened. She tried to straighten up, only to bump her head painfully on the ceiling, now barely high enough to allow her to sit crouched. Looking around at her room, she took stock of the devastation, evidently her own handiwork. And then there was her. Grace guessed that she was at least twice her normal size, probably more. Her body was so large that her own room had become a prison, the door and windows far to small to allow her to exit.
A chirping sound somewhere below her interrupted her thoughts. Looking around for its source, Grace spotted the now very small shape of the BlueBerry lying on the floor near her giant feet. Grace frowned down at the source of her troubles, picking up gingerly and placing it in the palm of her hand, but the phone was now so small that she couldn't work the controls. As if in answer, the BlueBerry shook violently in her hand, before expanding to a size more in keeping with her own. Well I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Tapping on the screen, she saw the message icon she was expecting and pressed it, not really having a choice.
Well, I'll bet you enjoyed that. I know I would have. But just in case you haven't, I'll give you a one time offer, good only this once. If you want, you can end all of this. The changes will reverse, the BlueBerry will unlock, and the rest of the events will be canceled. On the other hand, if you want to continue... Choose quickly, this offer won't be on the table long. So what will it be?
As soon as she finished reading, the message disappeared, replaced the words "Continue?" with two buttons beneath, one green the other red. Unsurprisingly, the green button said "Yes" while the red said "No". Grace's spirits rose at the discovery of this avenue of escape. Thanking her luck that she had apparently retained enough sense when she programmed this lunacy to offer herself a way out. Grace immediately moved to press the red button, before hesitating. Grace debated her options. On the one hand, things were getting more than a little crazy, and right now Grace just wanted it to end. But... she couldn't deny that she had enjoyed the ride so far... just a little.
Her sense of curiousity was battling with her sense of caution, the debate made all the more furious as she noticed a timer appear on the BlueBerry and begin counting down from 20. As the window of opportunity ticked rapidly closed, Grace finally decided...
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