Borrowing from Your Best Friends part 2 (Patreon)

Borrowing From Your Best Friends Part Two

Chapter 1

Emily sat at her bed, stunned with the turn of events. Diane had just... had Diane just stolen from her!? She thought they were friends!

She looked at herself desperately in the mirror, pressing her now too loose clothes against her suddenly flatter chest. The quiet girl pawed at them, trying to form them back into the full, elegant swells that she briefly sported and was secretly so proud of. But there just wasn’t enough of her to morph around into that pleasant, ideal, perky fullness. Everything she tried just left her looking... slightly grotesque.

“No!” Emily whispered, which for her was the equivalent of a downright scream of horror.

The studious girl who had been taken advantage of so unfairly wrapped her arms around herself protectively and peeked her head outside of her hotel door. Left, then right. No sign of Diane. Emily kept telling herself that her friend was just pulling a prank... that she’d be back soon and return what she’d stolen from Emily. There was plenty to go around! Diane had always been such a joker... sort of...

But when Diane didn’t come back, Emily finally had to acknowledge it. Her friends could have a bit of a mean streak.

What could she do now? She looked at herself in the mirror again. The poor brunette had always been more concerned with her studies than her appearances or boys or anything like that, and she certainly never talked about it out of shyness, but what she just had, those nice curves... that was what she’d always secretly wanted!

Maybe Charlotte could help her.

Emily had done Charlotte so many favors. Sure, Charlotte paid Emily to copy her homework, but the years of academically helping (well, actually cheating...) for her friend had to count for something, right?

Right! Charlotte had to help! She owed Emily so much!

With newfound resolve, Emily pulled her jeans up and tightened her belt to its maximum tightness to hold up her baggier pants. She snuck quietly down the hallway past Diane’s room, throwing a scowl at their ringleader through the hotel’s wooden black door, if that were where she was hiding.

She knocked quietly and meekly at Charlotte’s door.

“Charlotte? Charlotte, are you there?” Emily squeaked. “It’s me, Emily. I need your help...”

“Just a minute,” came Charlotte’s all too familiar mouth full of food reply.

Was she really eating at a time like this?! These pills that Diane had introduced were the craziest thing ever! Maybe, just maybe... Emily had never said it out loud, but Charlotte could always have stood to lose some weight. But then again, this might be the golden opportunity that Emily needed!

Yes, she could help Charlotte with her weight loss, just as she had “helped” Charlotte with her homework all these years! Given her greedy, gluttonous nature, she would welcome Emily’s help, restoring her to full vitality and health, not to mention so long sought after sexual appeal. And Charlotte would get healthier and sexier too!

The universe worked in mysterious ways, but it looked like Emily’s karma of being Charlotte’s servant was finally going to bear fruit.

With excitement and hope in her heart, Emily heard the lock sliding open from the other side.

“Emily? That you?” Charlotte asked, looking at the much diminished girl.

Emily gasped. Charlotte was... curvy!

“Charlotte? That... you?!” Emily returned the sentiment.

Gina smiled brightly, and with a hint of superiority. “You like?” She raised her arms and crossed them up behind her head, emphasizing the new shapely curves of her body and the leaner, feminine tone of her arms. She’d spent plenty of time molding that extra flab to where it truly belonged: her chest.

“You got some of the pills too!?” Emly caught on quickly, as usual.

“Yup!”

“Guess they worked better for you...” Emily lamented.

“Come in, come in! You want something to eat?” Charlotte grabbed Emily by her frail arm and forcibly dragged her inside. She was in a particularly good mood, and her useful friend was the best company she could ask for.

Emily followed behind her friend, envious of that banging body from behind. This was too much! She’d planned to help Charlotte with her figure, but the chubby rich girl’s extra folds had been totally transformed. Even during the short walk into the expensive suite that Charlotte had provided for all of them, Emily got a good appraisal of the changes in Charlotte’s appearance.

The rich girl had completely and utterly transformed her midsection and her rear. Her copious love handles, a thick layer of fat that often drooped and bulged over her waistline, had completely vanished, reincorporated into her body in a more productive and conventionally attractive way. Emily hadn’t gotten a good view due to the door blocking her view when Charlotte had opened it, but she could only imagine what all of that weight redistributed into her tits could do for her rich benefactor friend.

Emily took a good long look at Charlotte’s butt too. It was clear that Charlotte had done a little work there, but Emily swore she could detect a bit of lopsidedness there. Maybe she could discreetly suggest it to Charlotte...

Otherwise, if not for Charlotte’s voice and her insatiable appetite (god, what a spread she had ordered!) Emily would hardly have recognized her friend anymore. Those leaner legs with her cottage cheese thighs completely smoothed out and also turned low fat, her longer limbs extending out of her short shorts—wait, when did Charlotte own a pair of shorts that scandalous?

Then it struck Emily. It wasn’t that she herself had shrunk; Charlotte must have gotten taller too!

Still, Charlotte plopped herself on her bed with all the same lack of grace as before. The lavish thing groaned in pain from her hefty weight slamming down onto it all at once, undulating like a tidal wave. It wasn’t that Charlotte had lost mass, after all. Just redistributed it in quite a fetching way.

“Want some?” Charlotte asked with her mouth full once again, gesturing at the spread of toast, butter and jam, salami, and cheese. She was currently stuffing handfuls of green grapes in her mouth, one fist at a time.

“Um... no thanks,” Emily answered.

“You sure?” Charlotte was biting into a large piece of salted chocolate bark with almonds. “You look like you could use it.”

“Ah, maybe a little...”

Emily sat down next to her ravenous friend and nibbled on a piece of sharp cheddar. It was clear that Charlotte had no qualms about sitting there in relative silence and just stuffing food into her face, so the onus was on Emily to air her grievances about Diane. But she had to ease into it first, never being one to try and speak ill of another.

“Charlotte, you’re so tall now...” Emily admired.

“Hmph. Yeah. It’s great! Nobody can bother me about my diet anymore,” she dug into her soft buttery scrambled eggs and hefted her breasts as if they would instantly respond by growing on the spot. Which, to Emily’s onlooking eyes, might have been the case.

“I had boobs...” Emily started.

“I love the new curvy me!” Charlotte declared after gulping down a glass of orange juice and pouring herself another from the carafe. “Curvy and tall. God, imagine if I were even more shapely, more, what’s the word? Valatious? Vehductive?”

“Um... voluptuous?” Emily offered.

“Yeah. Voluptuous and tall. Way tall. Tall enough to stomp anyone who tries to tell me what I can or can’t do.” Charlotte was breathing hard now in the throes of excitement.

“Is that why you ordered so much...?” Emily reached for another piece of cheese, but Charlotte’s greedy swipe emptied the plate.

“Hey Emily, help me. You were always good at math.”

“Th-thanks...” Emily muttered, not particularly flattered by the compliment.

“How much would I have to eat to get that tall?” she asked.

“How... how tall?” Emily sought clarification. “You’re already, like... I don’t know. A little under six feet now?”

“Shit, is that it? I want to be way taller. Taller than those volleyball girls. Or like basketball players, you know?”

“Taller than them? They’re already so big! That’s like...”

“No, way taller. Like double their height. Maybe triple. Like I said, I want to be so big that I never have to listen to anyone again. I’ll knock down buildings with a sweep of my arm! Crush cars and people under my sexy foot if they dare to challenge me!” She lifted her new, longer leg and wiggled her chubby feet.

“Damn, I’ll have to play around with those too, I guess.” Charlotte continued to eat.

“Um... I’d have to look up some BMI tables, Char,” Emily fidgeted. When would they get to talk about her?

“I mean, just look at me!” Charlotte ignored her mousy friend. Flexing her feet and wiggling toes, she focused on redistributing her flesh, morphing her appearance. Her feet grew slimmer, more elegant, with a beautiful curved arch as the extraneous flesh melted away and climbed up into her elegant calves and integrated with her sensuous, fleshy thighs. “I love being able to control my body like this!”

Emily gulped. “C-can you help me then, Charlotte? I don’t want much... just a little bit. Just enough to get my boobs back. From Diane...” she finally admitted.

“Diane, huh?” Charlotte’s eyes lit up. “Well, of course I can help you, Emily! Just tell me first though, how much would I need to eat to be big and tall like I said?” Even Charlotte was slowing down with the inordinate amount of food she’d ordered.

“Umm... I’d estimate... sheesh Charlotte. I mean, come on, that’s crazy!”

“Come on Emily, humor me. How much?”

“Well, way more than this. You’re just tall tall right now. And you wanna be at least three times taller or something like that...”

“At least,” Charlotte corrected. “So I have to eat three times as much?”

“No no no, it’s not that simple,” Emily rolled her eyes internally at her friend. “It would be three times as much as another number, because it’s not like it would scale one to one, you know? Maybe three times as much would be enough for maintaining that kind of height and mass, but you’d need even more to get there first!”

“I don’t get it,” Charlotte fumed. “Just tell me the answer!”

“It’s way more. Way way way more!” Emily cried, exasperated at the ridiculous speculation that Charlotte was having her perform. The poor girl just wanted her own breasts back, and just a little more womanly figure wouldn’t hurt. And Charlotte had more than enough to spare.

“Mm. Way more, huh? How can I do that? I’m feeling a little stuffed,” she patted her slightly bulging belly, smoothing it out to be nice and flat as more of her mass sloshed and traveled its way upward to stuff into her expanding bosoms.

“Maybe you just need a bigger appetite,” Emily offered, cringing at the thought. Charlotte, eat even more?

“Bigger appetite, huh?” The gears in Charlotte’s greedy head began to turn. “Okay, Emily. Got it. That’s a great idea. I’ll go find Diane for you and fix you up? Sound good?” Charlotte stuck out her hand for a shake.

“O-okay!” Emily clapped excitedly. “That’s great!” She grabbed Charlotte’s pudgy hand in her own. “Do you mind if I smooth out your fingers a little bit?” she offered as a gesture of appreciation.

Charlotte smiled. “Go right ahead.”

As Emily massaged Charlotte’s fingers to try and make them slimmer, longer, and more elegant, Charlotte went to work. Those pills were still in full effect as she probed Emily’s body... Diane really had done a number to the poor girl. But considering her diminished overall size, Charlotte decided she wouldn’t need that much of an appetite. What girl (besides Charlotte herself) wouldn’t want that?

So she began to drain.

Conjuring up blurry recollections of what she’d learned in school about digestion, Charlotte imagined her throat stretching wider, becoming more accommodating for shoving food down her insatiable gullet. Her stomach would work with incredible efficiency, churning and dissolving her delicious, delicious nutrients. Her red blood cells would deliver those nutrients to every part of her body as her mitochondria (the powerhouse of the cell, naturally) used them to wonderful effect, granting Charlotte a second puberty. She would go through another growth spurt—taller, bustier, more vibrant, more of a woman than any other woman alive.

Charlotte stifled a moan by biting her lip as she sucked subtly and quietly on Emily’s desire for food. The greedy, insatiable girl peeked through her squinted eyes as a low undertone of slurping thundered in her ears as she took Emily’s appetite, wondering if her little servant had noticed as well. But she just continued molding Charlotte’s hands like clay.

So Charlotte took more and more, expanding her stomach and shrinking Charlotte’s. She could feel her ravenous urges grow beyond their limits, lusting and aching for more of everything. More food, more power, more beauty, more... everything. Her body felt alive and thrummed with need, more resilient and powerful and yet never satisfied.

Charlotte would go and feed those urges soon. The pangs of hunger roared in her stomach.

In the meantime, Emily was so distracted with her task that she didn’t even notice the changes taking place. Suddenly, she felt dizzy and tired. Her stomach was absolutely stuffed on the little pieces of cheese she had nibbled on!

“Woof, Charlotte,” Emily yawned and rubbed her eyes. “I’m really tired now. I think I have food coma... I’m just going to lie down and...”

Within a minute, Emily was snoring soundly on Charlotte’s bed.

“Thanks, Emily,” Charlotte stroked her friend’s face with her newer, more seductive feminine fingers. She splayed them out and admired them.

“Nice work, girl. Thanks.”

She curled them into a fist, knowing what she needed to do next.

There came a soft rap on her closed door.

“Charlotte?” Gina’s voice asked from the other side.

Perfect.

Chapter 2

Charlotte modeled herself as she walked toward the door, fueled by her breakfast for four. It took a lot of effort to mold that mass upwards while leaving plenty to pack upon her burgeoning curves.

Maybe Emily had been right about this tall thing. She was always right. Charlotte needed more.

Another set of short, soft knocks. “Charlotte?” Gina repeated.

“Coming, coming!” Charlotte put on a few quick finishing touches, restoring her curves amidst the process of her lengthening. She smiled at the results of her handiwork, measuring herself against the approaching door frame. The ravenous girl must have grown a few more inches!

She unlatched the door and opened it a crack, excited to peer downward at her friend.

Gina did a double take as she found herself face to breast with some unknown girl’s chest. Upward and upward she scanned, performing a double take when she recognized Charlotte’s face all the way near the ceiling!

“Char-Charlotte!?” Gina gasped.

“Come in, come in!” Charlotte opened the door and beckoned her friend. “Sorry, I just finished eating. Are you hungry? I’ll order more.”

“No, I’m not hungry. You’re so tall!”

“I’ll order more,” Charlotte ignored her much shorter blonde friend. “I have a feeling we’re gonna want some food. Or I will, anyway,” she intimated mysteriously.

Gina scrambled inside with panicked eyes and closed the door, locking it shut and pressing her back against it as if she were being chased by an axe murderer in a horror movie. Meanwhile, Charlotte didn’t think much of it and went to place another duplicate food order.

All of the tension and adrenaline finally took its toll on Gina’s body. Her limbs felt weak, and a slight sheen of sweat covered her face. Exhaling a deep breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, she decided to relax and move toward the bed where Charlotte was ordering.

“Room service? Another of the same order please. Yes. Yes, perfect. Thank you. Uh huh, I’ve got friends over for eating...” she licked her lips.

Charlotte hung up the phone with a loud click, then turned to Gina. “So what’s wrong?”

“Diane has these pills and she just... took and took from me! Although it looks like you might know a little something about that,” Gina eyed Charlotte’s new stature warily.

“I’m helping Emily,” Charlotte explained. “It’s about Diane too. You weren’t her only victim.”

Only then did Charlotte notice Emily sleeping soundly in her bed, looking exhausted and smaller than Gina remembered.

“That Diane!” Gina seethed. “She’s huge now! Her boobs are like...” the shorter blonde mimed a motion akin to two beach balls on her chest.

“Yeah, I’m going to take care of it for you two. I already promised Emily.”

“So you do have a heart, huh?” Gina asked incisively.

“What do you mean?” Charlotte asked coldly.

“You’re always using her. Paying to copy her homework, and then basically ignoring her when she’s not doing work for you. She must like you a lot or something.”

“Hmph.”

Room service came once more to cut through the awkward, candid conversation. These pills had really done a marvel of peeling back the thin facade among the four friends. Gina watched as the employee wheeled cart after cart after cart... after cart of silver platters into the room. And then one more cart, just for good measure.

“Oh my god, Charlotte. This is crazy. How can you eat so much!?”

“Isn’t it great?” she patted her belly, now looking flatter than it ever had despite the lavish amount of food she’d ordered for the second time. “Now I can fit a second dessert into my tummy after this meal for four. Maybe even a third dessert if I get a little bigger!”

“How can you think about food at a time like this anyway!? What if... what if Diane comes by?” Gina whispered.

“Not you too!” Charlotte’s eyes narrowed again. “Are you gonna tell me how much I should or shouldn’t eat?” In that exact moment, she’d made up her mind.

“Hey, hey, sorry. You’re clearly a growing girl. What are you, over six feet tall now? You’re as tall as Jason probably, and he’s a giant!”

“Good, good,” Charlotte responded half-heartedly. Sweet talking her wasn’t going to get Charlotte to stop from taking some of Gina’s appetite as well. “You want some?” she asked in mock generosity, setting up her next act.

“It’s all you,” Gina looked away.

“Well, you won’t mind if I borrow some of your appetite, will you? Every girl but me wants to have a smaller appetite.”

Before Gina could comprehend what Charlotte was getting at, the large and still growing girl reached over and grabbed Gina’s petite hand in her own large paw.

“N-no! Charlotte, what are you doing!” Gina protested.

“It’s fine, it’s fine,” Charlotte reassured her.

Gina tried to pull away, but Charlotte’s grip became so firm, so heavy, her hot palm squeezing her tiny hand so tight!

“Charlotte, stop! I can’t lose any more!” Gina tried to get up and break free, but she only managed to yank her arm nearly out of its socket while Charlotte continued to slurp her up!

“Be quiet! You’ll wake Emily! I told you this would be fine,” Charlotte ordered Gina to sit down. “You want me to get revenge on Diane, don’t you? It’s for both of your sakes.” She tilted her head at a still snoozing Emly.

“O-okay...” Gina whimpered and sat back down. Clearly, even if she wanted to escape, there was no way she could overcome or overpower Charlotte. But at least it wasn’t Diane... right?

Charlotte smiled like a predator toying with its prey, baring her teeth as she drank in Gina’s appetite. A low background noise echoed deep inside both girls’ bodies as the pills went to work, obeying Charlotte’s far stronger and indomitable will as her desires overpowered the far smaller Gina’s. The budding and growing giantess-to-be pumped at Gina’s appetite like a well or a faucet, draining the girl a few spurts at a time, sucking in her attributes one deep gulp after another.

For Gina’s part, she felt her stomach physically shrink as her tiny breakfast meal of half a muffin suddenly seemed like a serious case of indulgent overeating. Her desire and even appetite for eating and drinking slowly trickled away as her six foot tall brunette friend did her a “favor,” as she called it.

“Charlotte?” Gina asked, her voice soft and ever weakening, barely audible over the sound of Charlotte’s feasting.

“Almost done now...” Charlotte moaned in arousal. Both girls knew what was happening, but it was the elephant in the room that neither would mention. The scent of Charlotte’s libido filled the air.

“Charlotte, enough!” Gina squeaked. It may have just been her appetite that Charlotte was taking, but there was something... cruel and demeaning about it. Belittling even. Gina’s zest for life seemed gray and faded.

Charlotte, on the other hand, tore into her multiple breakfasts with zeal. Yogurt, orange slices, apples, pancakes, bacon, ham and eggs... she dug into it like a starving animal, hardly chewing before swallowing it down into her growing mass. She felt like she really could become a giantess at this rate!

“Oh my god, Charlotte...” Gina watched breathlessly.

“I’m going to be so tall!” she exclaimed with her mouth full, continuing to shovel. Longer and longer grew her legs and torso, with plenty of muscle mass to support her new weight and stature. Charlotte frantically massaged her own flesh as she ate, expanding her already enormous breasts even further while molding newer, more swooping curves into her cinched waist only to flare back out to her fertile hips and thick, fleshy thighs. She was so hungry, so ravenous, so insatiable as she emptied tray after tray!

When all was said and done, Charlotte had inhaled every last crumb and still wanted more. And in her seated position, she could tell that she would totally dwarf Gina even if her blonde friend were standing.

“You’re like... twice my size!” Gina confirmed.

Charlotte turned to look at her friend for the first time since her gorge. Gina sat at the edge of the bed, looking so tiny now. So insignificant. Like a little snack or appetizer...

Gina’s eyes grew wide and wary as she watched Charlotte appraise her. She could sense some sort of dangerous intent in her friend’s hungry gaze.

“Charlotte? What are you... hrg!”

Charlotte had reached out and grabbed Gina with both hands. They were so large, they encircled the little blonde girl’s torso whole!

“What are you doing!? You... you were gonna get Diane for us!” Gina shouted in panic. But it came out like a quiet hiss under the inexorable pressure of Charlotte’s iron grip.

She looked delicious all right, but why was Charlotte going around stealing appetite for the sake of growing when she could just take exactly what she needed?

Gina gasped in horror as she felt Charlotte chipping away at her defenses, slurping up more and more. It made what Diane had taken look like a paltry amount in comparison! Despite her already shrunken stature and lack of womanly curves, Charlotte continued to take, transferring what remained of Gina’s height for herself.

There wasn’t much there for the taking, but growing taller at Gina’s expense wasn’t exactly the point. The blonde girl shrunk smaller and smaller until being wrapped up by Charlotte’s giantess hands no longer meant being handled like a football... Gina just kept shrinking and shrinking until she was small enough to fit in the palm of Charlotte’s hand!

“Charlotte! Stop! Put me back!!” Gina wailed, her voice squeaky and echoing in Charlotte’s cupped hands.

Charlotte stifled a full bellied laughter as she opened up her little makeshift cavern to view the little bug she’d created and captured. She was so tiny! Not even as tall as one of Charlotte’s fingers.

She looked at all of the empty trays of food before her. Her stomach growled angrily. She licked her lips as she looked at her tasty blonde snack of a friend.

“Ch-Charlotte, you can’t...”

“Nobody tells me what to do anymore!” Charlotte cackled as she dropped Gina into her hungry maw.

Gina wriggled in her mouth and fought a valiant struggle against Charlotte’s tongue, but there would only ever be one winner. As she pushed ahd goaded Gina to the back of her throat, the tiny blonde tried to scramble out of her slimy depths. But a quick chug of a glass of water sent Gina tumbling down into Charlotte’s digestive tract.

If taking through skin contact had gone this well, how long would Charlotte have to wait before she absorbed Gina?

Not long, it turned out.

“Oh yessssssssss!” she hissed, giving voice to a primal surge of ecstasy.

Charlotte felt a huge surge of power as she intimately incorporated all of Gina into herself. All of the girl’s latent vitality, her life’s experiences, her fitness, intelligence, everything... became a part of Charlotte now. She surged in height and beauty, in power and strength, moaning as she traced her arms languidly over her transforming and improving body while she writhed her thighs in pleasurable agony, rubbing her own slick lips as she pinched her new, especially tingling nipples.

God, she felt so good! This was even better than an orgasm! Not that she couldn’t use one of those right now.

“Charlotte? What’s going on?” Emily asked as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

“New plan, Emily,” Charlotte smiled at her.

Charlotte felt the pangs of arousal as she looked at her so-called friend. Was Gina a lesbian? Or maybe just bisexual. It was more than the desire to devour Emily that was filling her mind with sapphic fantasies at the moment. She’d never felt that before.

Still, the uncontrollable urge to feel as wonderful as she did when she’d absorbed Gina beckoned to Charlotte. What better way to get back at Diane for her friends than to make them a part of herself?

Without further hesitation, Charlotte reached out and picked up Emily like a tiny little morsel that had fallen out of its bag...

Chapter 3

Charlotte walked down to Diane’s room. She noted on the way that she easily stood above the lights littered around the hallway, but still didn’t reach the ceiling. The growing brunette hoped to rectify that soon.

“Diane?” Charlotte rapped her knuckles on the door, her shoulders level with the top of the doorframe.

No response.

“Diane!” Charlotte yelled, gripping the door handle in her hand. She jiggled the lever nonchalantly, but broke the locking mechanism with a casual tug!

“Miss, are you looking for your friend?” the maid just happened to come by the exquisite suites. “She is in the spa! Our spa, you can visit!”

Charlotte looked own, literally, at the help. She thought about slurping her up too, but no... Diane was the real prize.

“Thanks!” She left the broken door and trotted—nearly sprinted—toward the resort’s on site spa.

“Ay, que alta...” the maid whispered breathlessly as she examined Diane’s door, wondering how on earth it could’ve been shattered that badly.

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Diane luxuriated in the heat and steam of the spa, rinsing out her brown hair as her blue eyes sparkled. She soaked her new lasciviously sculpted body in a bath of scented flowers and salts, giving it the divine treatment it deserved. Taking from Emily and Gina had made her a fertility goddess come to earth, a beauty so divine and curves so devilish as to bewitch any mortal who crossed her path. It was only right that she be bathed in lavender and rose petals, surrounded by aromatic candles.

As she traced her body, loving the look of her perfectly shaped breasts jutting out of the water, she heard the heavy footsteps of someone approaching. Diane tried to contain her excitement, though her icy sapphire eyes blazed with anticipation. If this person were pretty, perhaps she could give them a pill and take from them too. There was no way anyone would say no to her. Just a glimpse of her body, nude and wet, rivulets of water tracing down her sexy torso, dripping off her erect nipples and licking at her nether lips... whoever was coming would be absolute putty in her presence.

Diane squinted through the steam and peered at the doorway. An undeniably female figure was approaching the doorway. But to her surprise, all Diane could see was the woman’s legs and torso! Her head exceeded the upper threshold of the door frame. How tall was this woman!?

And to her further surprise, the face that appeared when the woman ducked her head under looked familiar. Foreign, but familiar. Shimmering, golden blonde hair, bright blue eyes like her own... was that Charlotte!? How had she gotten so tall!? And where had her pudginess gone!?

It must’ve been the pills! It looked like Charlotte had been busy too. Well, no matter. It would only make taking from her all the more rewarding. And the way she looked now... well, she didn’t hold a candle to Diane herself. But she would be a fantastic first step for Diane’s ascension beyond goddesshood.

“I see you’ve been busy, Charlotte,” Diane spoke huskily as she extended her long, long legs to walk out of the hot tub. Inch by inch, from the head down, her stunning body came into view. It was the unveiling of Aphrodite.

Charlotte stood had just entered the spa, but was completely, wholly awestruck by the vision before and below her. Unbeknownst to her, Gina’s latent bi-curiosity and Emily’s not-so-latent lesbianism had become a part of herself.

And Diane was the embodiment of sexual femininity that could not be denied.

Charlotte inhaled deeply, breathing in the scented air as Diane approached, one sinuous, sexy leg in front of the other. The foggy steam only served to enhance her unbelievably heart-racing sexual appeal, concealing just enough to shroud the latent goddess in mystery while occasionally giving Charlotte tantalizing flashes of her swaying curves and heavy, jutting breasts.

“Like what you see?” Diane smirked, noting the effect she had on her now very tall friend.

Charlotte gulped. Diane was so very close to her now. She stood twice as tall, but the shorter girl seemed to be in full control!

“It’s okay,” Diane whispered as she reached out to touch Charlotte’s knee. Her fingers traced around to the back, her lingering touch eliciting a gasp of arousal from the nascent giantess, leaving arousing tingles that buckled her to her knees and bringing them face to face.

“Become a part of me,” Diane whispered, their lips now so close. “I’m everything you want, aren’t I?”

Charlotte whimpered.

Diane leaned in for a kiss and immediately began to slurp down what Charlotte had gained. She darted her tongue and explored the far taller girl’s mouth, flicking and moaning, stoking Charlotte’s latent, undiscovered desire. She was proud to note that Charlotte succumbed to her raw, unadulterated sexuality despite her towering stature. Nobody could resist her.

Still, it wasn’t right for Charlotte to be so much taller than her.

As Charlotte writhed in shocking arousal, both of them rubbing and grinding their breasts against each other, Diane began by evening their statures. Her long arms and longer legs lengthened even further as her hands finally met behind Charlotte’s back. Mashing their lips together even harder, Diane clasped them firmly together, running her silky thigh over Charlotte’s wet, quivering slit. All while continuing to drain everything that Charlotte had to offer.

She finally reached the tipping point of the seesaw as Diane began to out-size the size queen Charlotte herself. In the midst of their lusty make out session, the growing Diane pushed the spellbound Charlotte onto her back, smiling sinisterly as she wrapped her thighs on either side of Charlotte, her thighs large enough to envelop Charlotte’s entire body. Her victory was complete.

She scooted up on her knees, aligning her intimacy with its dripping nectar over Charlotte’s hungry mouth.

“You like to eat so much, Charlotte. Why don’t you try tasting some real ambrosia?”

“Yesss!” Charlotte cried out, channeling Gina and Emily at the sight of those soft, subtle, sweet-smelling pink folds.

Diane savored the shockingly powerful sensations beneath her as Charlotte brought her arms up in between the junction of Diane’s thighs, parting her heavenly gates and bringing Diane’s gooey clitoris into stark view. Gina’s sexual experience and Emily’s lust and fantasies came unbidden to Charlotte’s mind, directing her exactly what to do, how to perform, and how to play off Diane’s sudden bucking and desperate mewls.

As Diane’s moaning crescendoed while she rubbed her pussy over Charlotte’s obedient face, Charlotte began to redistribute her profound strength. Sapping her own power and diverting it to her dextrous tongue, she easily played the role of hapless victim with her wholly convincing, weakning struggles.

“Yessss! Submit to meeeee!” Diane wailed as Charlotte’s tongue fucked her harder, faster, better than any boy’s manhood ever had. Charlotte plunged deep inside of her friend, thrusting and pistoning powerfully.

“Yes slut! Your only purpose is to give me pleasure now! Keep going!”

The brunette would-be giantess made her tongue longer, thicker, stronger. More dexterous, and skilful, with enough technique to pull off the moves in Emily’s fantasies, thrusting in and out of Diane’s vagina with as much force and rigidity as a male phallus, plugging Diane fully and slamming her most sensitive erogenous zones. Meanwhile, she continued to squeeze and pinch Diane’s not so subtle clit, throbbing with libidinous need.

Diane’s moaning seized and caught in her throat as her body began its telltale clenching and trembling.

“More, you fat slut! I’m almost there!” Diane howled.

Charlotte extracted her tongue, enjoyed a split second of Diane’s begging yelp, then thrust her increasingly powerful tongue in once more.

The blonde goddess screamed as she flooded her fragrant love juices all over Charlotte’s face.

“Yes! Yes! Yesssss!” she yelled at the ceiling, her body burning even hotter than the interior of the spa itself. Diane slumped from the overwhelming experience. Charlotte had served her purpose as a little sex slut. She was conquered, and Diane was the new victor.

But Charlotte wasn’t done. Diane had made her horny. And not just horny for sex. Horny for everything Diane had and was.

She continued sucking as she rubbed her still impressive bust against Diane’s lower body. But this time, in the midst of Diane’s most vulnerable, twitching state, she took in all that she could. All of Diane’s lust, her libido, her appetite for life...

Those devilish curves, those bright, hypnotic, compelling eyes, those seductive limbs and that arrogant and irrepressible swagger...

That shimmering thick head of blonde hair and those bountiful bosoms with their perfect pink peaks...

Charlotte drank it all in while continuing to slurp at Diane’s hypersensitive folds, giving the girl above her more than enough pleasure as she gained knowledge of how best to satisfy Diane. How to penetrate her boundaries, turn no into yes, and leave her writhing for more even as she came and came and came.

“Charlotte!!!” Diane screamed once more, her roar of pleasure neverending as she began to shrink and wither away.

Soon, Charlotte had restored all of her eight feet of height, and then some. She’d gained Diane’s domineering attitude, the bewitching sexuality of a goddess, and every devious, manipulative skill that their de facto leader had ever developed and been proud of.

Diane didn’t even notice as she shrank small enough, utterly dwarfed by Charlotte who was twice her size now. She was too busy orgasming as Charlotte’s tongue flicked and lashed at her labia, pressing and traveling across her entire body to swirl at her small nipples, her fingers playing the little puppet girl with its feather touches.

“You’re mine now...” Charlotte smiled.

Taking her new doll into her hands and with the help of the pills, she molded Diane into a cylinder and shoved her friend into her own, greedy, waiting snatch. She pushed Diane all the way in, squeezing her tight in her hot, moist folds.

Diane hadn’t even been able to scream before her panic was completely muffled by Charlotte’s vagina, her feet the only things sticking out from Charlotte’s honey pot.

Charlotte moaned as she lay there on the spa floor, taking up the entire length and width of the hallway to the hot tubs. She thrust her little Diane dildo in and out of herself, enjoying the simultaneous sensation of being fucked and draining their former ringleader.

With one final shove, she pushed Diane all the way in with no hope of escape. The girl’s struggles dissipated as Charlotte consumed her entirely, all at once, directly into her aching privates.

The tingling slurping sensation of consuming Diane suddenly magnified a thousand fold.

Charlotte expanded instantly, gaining another three feet of height to become the giantess she’d always wanted. Her powerful muscles burned as she arched her back high into the air, toes curling as she processed the most powerful orgasm of her life.

She moaned and sobbed as she pinched her large, sensitive nipples, arms seizing and flailing erratically as pumped her hips up and down. Everything about their friend group, everything they’d ever learned and treasured, all belonged to Charlotte now.

Finally, she came down from her peak, lying and panting on the spa floor. The entire room was misty and musky with her aphrodisiacal scent.

Charlotte stood up, her head slamming right through the ceiling, the tile crumbling all around her leaving her unscathed.

She smiled triumphantly as she walked out.