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PoV Growth Accident.
You walk to your car as you examine the note from your boyfriend in your hand: “Do not eat until you get to my house.” But as you open the package, you see delicious cupcakes inside. How could he tempt you with such delicious treats and not expect you to try one? He wouldn’t miss one, right? As you slide into the driver’s seat, you grab one, taking a small bite. Your eyes pop open as a burst of flavor washes over you. Never before have you tasted such greatness. How could a cupcake taste like fireworks in your mouth? How could it make your nipples harden, and your breasts tense up? It defied logic.
You quickly eat the rest of the cupcake and resist the urge to eat the remaining treats in the box. You don’t want Patrick to know what you did, giving into temptation. You start up the engine, your body still burning from inside. With one hand on the wheel and one hand under your shirt rubbing your breast, you pull out of the driveway.
You expect the feelings to die down, but they slowly become more intense. Now your ass feels sensitive. You want to squeeze it, but you can only do so much as you drive. Now you know why you should have waited so that Patrick could be there to enjoy this moment with you. You moan a little as you feel your boobs become hard and full.
But you are not prepared for what comes next. Suddenly, your bra feels tight. You blink your eyes in surprise, wondering if your sudden horny spell is to blame. But when your chest becomes even tighter, you take a moment to look down. Your boobs, they have grown. The normally B-cup breasts are now big, jiggly D-cups, bouncing about as you drive on the bumpy road. You can’t hide the moans anymore, your nipples rock hard. You wonder if you should pull over, but as you drive, your boobs slowly swell, and you can’t help but feel it will only add to your enjoyment.
Then you feel yourself pushed upward. Your butt presses tightly against your skin as you try to stay steady on the road. Your breathing is hot and heavy, and sweat drips down your neck. You don’t want it to stop. The tighter things get, the more you feel like cuming.
Then you realize you are speeding up. You look at your hands and realize your entire body suddenly grew. Amid your horny pleasure, you suddenly feel the urge to stop. But with another growth spurt, your foot slams on the gas, and it won’t budge. The moan, now fully overcome by lust. As you know, you can’t control the car anymore. You take your hands off the wheel for a moment and squeeze your breasts, your fingers rubbing your nipples.
But you fight your lust to try and control your vehicle. Luckily, your heavy foot finally snaps the gas pedal, and the car slows down. You veer off to the side, trying not to hit anything. But as you do so, a button snaps off your blouse, hitting the windshield, followed by another and another. As the car comes to a stop, you can’t hold it back anymore; you have to rub yourself.
You have to squeeze your breasts. You lean back in your chair as you cry out, your boobs breaking apart your blouse in a shower of buttons. You stretch your legs, your jeans ripping apart at the seams.
Something in the back of your mind tells you that you should try to get out of your car, but that voice is small and distant. You tug at the remains of your shirt and your bra, trying to give yourself air and, more importantly, pleasure yourself. Your feet break out of your shoes and, moments later, your socks as you let them rest comfortably on the dash. As you thrash about, the seatbelt snaps off your body, and you glace about. You realize that your SUV’s walls are closing in around you, but you don’t care. You are a giantess, and you will outgrow them. You can’t wait to feel your boobs press against their cold, rigid walls. Your ass to win the battle and smash through the SUV.
Your body will win, and the thought causes your breasts to swell even bigger, pressing down on your chest.
With another growth spurt, you shatter your pants, leaving your bra and panties pressing tightly against your skin. You try to remove them, but between them being so very tight against your skin and the car pressing against your limbs, there isn’t much you can do. Suddenly your boyfriend’s voice fills the air, and you realize your ass is pressing down on your phone. “Hello?
Sarah? What is going on? You should have been here already? Wait, are you moaning? You. . . you ate my gift, didn’t you.”
You can hear him sigh as your nipples tear through your bra, your boobs rubbing against the ceiling of the vehicle. “You just couldn’t wait, could you? Where are you? Good thing I have GPS to track you. I—” The call goes silent as you feel your panties snap and your arms and legs tighten around you. The car is becoming tighter by the second. You want to scream with joy, but everything is just too overwhelming as you breathe in short, hot bursts.
Soon, the vehicle creaks as it struggles to contain your growth. The windshield shatters as your legs finally shoot outward, stretching across the grass. Your right arm knocks the passenger door off as your boobs shoot through the roof. Your ass penetrates the bottom of the vehicle, and you can feel the pavement rub against you. It is too much for you as you cry out in joy, your milk dripping from your nipples. With one final moan you feel yourself cum.
“Well, well, how are you going to get out of this.” You feel a warm hand against your leg as you turn to see your boyfriend. “Too bad the growth is pretty much done.”
You take a deep breath as you lick your lips, your nipples still rock hard. He walks up to you and stares at your head through the back window. “Hmm you are still a tad stuck. But I think I know a way to get you out.” He holds up another cupcake. “But this time, you have to promise to have some fun with me.” You moan as you look at the delicious treat, ready to grow larger. “I can’t have my giantess girlfriend having all the fun without me after all.”