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THE FUTURE IS EMBOSOMED
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one word: MOAR!
"Marie giggled while she watched her roommate scramble back
upon his feet. She noticed that his shoulders were no higher than
the top of her tits. As if an inspiration hit her, the giantess
quickly trapped the little man between her bosom, before he could
realize what had happen.
He howled in pain when a pair of boulders of flesh crushed
against him. Her boobs shifted side to side causing heat friction
to flare up like a hot furnace. After a few seconds, Mike started
to sweat from the heat. Breathing was becoming more and more
difficult for him from the tight space he's in."
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The Giantess burst into a terrible laugh.
”Hahaha you poor little things ! You seriously think you can hurt me with your tiny guns ? My big boobs will show you how wrong you are !”
Stretching her immense body, She placed her breasts on top of them, and slowly lowered her chest. As that the gigantic mountains of flesh hit the tiny bodies, they both shout muffled screams. The two soldiers wriggle madly, compressed by the breasts of the Giantess and soon, their screams turn into grim crunches.
“I can feel your bones break … you still think can defeat me?”
While uttering these words, she releases the strength that kept her chest suspended and lets her her breasts flatten on the road, rubbing the asphalt with the remains of her victims.
”See ? not even worth a try !”
Zoolp’s doing gif’s now? Sweet! Incidentally it looks like he’s following me now. Hey Zoolp!
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“o-okay…okay…” was all that I could say. Speaking had become harder these days when I was with her it was near impossible. Even thinking, or reflecting, considering the implications of the horrors she was describing - it took too much, it was more than I could manage. The changes were coming, I knew…and there was no more fighting it. I had given myself up to her, my fiancée, almost completely already. She ran our household, she controlled our money. Anything I did, I did under her direction. But I knew…I knew that in the coming weeks things were going to change further still. I’d grow even weaker, I’d become even more dependent on her. And everything she had just said was true: soon, she’d be doing everything for me. She’d be THINKING for me, my mind would be putty in her hands…
This is how it’s going to feel.
It won’t be harsh or painful. It won’t scare you. You won’t be upset. It’ll be like a smile spreading across your face.
You probably will smile, in fact. You won’t notice. You’ll be too focused on the feelings inside your head, the way that your thoughts sort of soften and slow. It’ll be like someone dimming the lights in a room.
You’ll forget things almost immediately. What you were doing, or whatever host of small things you were worried about. Phone numbers. Dates and addresses. Your name, maybe. You won’t care.
You’ll feel it physically, too. Your skin will feel warm, sparkly. The hair on your arms and on the back of your neck will stand up. Your toes might curl. The blood will rush to your head and your scalp will tingle. There’ll be butterflies in your stomach. Your knees will feel weak.
You’ll be a little bundle of energy, but you’ll stay still. Standing, staring, smiling, simple.
You won’t be thinking. You’ll just be feeling. When there’s something that requires your thoughts, somebody will tell you what to think. That won’t happen, though. You won’t have to think again.
The unimportant parts of your brain will burn away, but you won’t notice or care. You’ll just smile, like it’s the best thing in the world.
You’re going to love it.
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"Yes, honey…" she chirped, "Mommy’s bigger for you today…"
"Kim <heh heh>, p-please,” I stammered in a nervous laugh, backing away from her just a bit on the couch, “c-can we j-just st-“
"Shhhh…" she hushed me, leaning in closer, inching her way towards me as her smile grew. Her one hand came to my shoulder and began to push me back. "Relax, sweetie, sit back…”
Kim had always been busty. Big when we met, in law school, and then growing bigger again after the birth of our kids. They’d always attracted a lot of attention for her, and she’d learned how to use them through the years to help get what she wanted: at work and, admittedly, with me.
But now, things had changed. The company she works for (she’s now a VP in the litigation department for an international, multi-billion dollar company) had acquired a new product - some sort of hormone treatment for women - and she’d begun to use it. Suddenly, almost overnight, my wife had begun to grow…
"K-Kim, honey…" I stuttered, feeling my pulse begin to quicken, my voice crack, "w-wait…" The treatments had, yes, made her breasts larger. But she was also stronger, now, even a bit taller. And, though she’d always been intelligent - probably smarter than me, in fact - these treatments had seemed to focus her, make her mind grow as well. All in all, she’d gradually begun to make me feel…smaller.
And now, sitting slumped here underneath her, I felt smaller still. ”Awww, c’mon…” she cooed, as she slowly straddled me, pinning me down onto the couch, “we’re all alone, we have the house to ourselves…” She was undoing my tie, letting me stare at the new hugeness of her chest, planted right in front of my face. “And, anyway…I thought you liked playing mommy and baby…”
My eyes goggled as she gradually drew her shoulders back, emphasizing her new, massive size. Good god - they’re as big as her head, I marveled, thinking how amazing it would be to …but, no, we have to stop this! It’s been as if, over the past few weeks, she’d been intent on - I dunno - infantalizing me or something.
"H-H-Honey, no…" I croaked, "p-p-please…"
If she’d heard me, she gave no sign, and had already begun unbuttoning my shirt. “Mommy’s bigger for you now, sweetie,” she continued, talking to me now like she was talking to a child, “bigger than last week, bigger than yesterday…getting bigger and bigger and bigger…”
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Absolutely yes - I’d never want to leave. :)
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"Open wide my little man! Now don’t be like that! You promised me you’ll start playing along with me after I went through the special treatments…Look how beautiful and full I look now and how tiny you look compared to me…You look like my little brother or something! So open wide baby and maybe Mommy will reward you for being so perfect!"
“m-m-mommy..?” I gasped, incredulous, opening my mouth in shock. How did she..?
But she knew, she knew right away, from my dumbfounded expression. She had hit a nerve, and she knew it. She smiled, knowingly, and slid the spoonful of thick yogurt into my mouth. I had no choice but to take it, and stare at her, wide-eyed.
“Oh, yes!” She cooed, giggling, as I struggled to swallow, “Mommy! Let’s play Mommy and baby, hmm? Would you like that? Would you like that, little man? You and me, now..? Mommy and baby?”
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"Honey, honestly..!!! What’s wrong with you..?!”
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play with. tell me what you wanna do
"…I…I w-want to play baby," I finally admitted, staring up at her huge, perfect breasts, "I-I want to play mommy and baby…"
She laughed, feigning a surprised incredulousness…but she knew. She’s known all along. “Awwww…” she cooed,gazing down at me, “…how sweet…” At that, she took my head in my hands, and pulled me in closer to her, so that her enormous breasts hung over my face, dwarfing my head. “C’mere, baby…Mommy’s here…”
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"You’re doing it, aren’t you?" she purred, inflating herself even more with another full breath, "It’s happening…You’re getting hard for me…"
She pursed her lips, watching my eyes slowly glazing over, my jaw drooping as I sat there agog, underneath her on the sofa, just letting her press herself closer and closer and closer into me.
"Feels nice, doesn’t it?" she continued, fighting back a triumphant little smile as she snaked her fingers back through my hair, "feels nice to finally let go, to let it happen…”
"…o-oh my god, n-n-no…" I moaned, weakly, as I backed away, the few inches I could, looking for…what? Escape? Release from her? Or was I looking for her to…
I shuddered as she locked her fingers behind my head, giggling a bit, knowing she had me. She fought back a triumphant little smile as she looked down at me, my neck arched away from her as much as possible.
"Shhhhh…You know you want this…" she continued, slowly inching her enormous breasts closer to my face, "…and you know what’s going to happen, don’t you?"
"oh g-g-god…” was all that I could manage as, gently, she began to pull my head towards her, into her, into her big bosom, in between her huge breasts, until my face disappeared in there.
"Ohhhhh…there…” she cooed, “there we go…” She held me tightly, face squashed into her milky cleavage, and pulled me in even deeper, until my head was all but surrounded by her. “Oh, sweetie, you look so little in there…so small….” she said, pausing, regarding me. “You like that, hm? You like being surrounded by my tits? Feeling how big I am now, around you?”
I groaned, unable to speak, and breathed her in. She laughed again, and settled more heavily on top of me. I was being smothered, enveloped by her, and I knew it would not be long…
….okay, gotta stop or things might get messy. Thanks to spp for the, ahem, inspirational pic.
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KOLECTV Webcam Audio Transcript p2:
"Yes, I be good wife, I be good wife for you…See? I big here now. I big enough for you..?"
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KOLECTV Webcam Audio Transcript:
"I so happy to be chosen, chosen for you..! Thank you thank you! <Mwah!> I make you happy, make you good wife, I promise!”
Denise morph, mostly by aguyindc.deviantart - I tweaked the waist and filtered.
Nicki Minaj - Anaconda [x]
Finally. It. Fucking. Mooooooves. Yess lawd.
All the ladies in the office loved when Mr. Gray came around…
My mother’s friend has been stopping by a lot lately. They laugh and catch up on all of the neighborhood gossip. It bothered me at first because I knew she had a thing for younger men. But I wasn’t terribly interested. Call me shallow.
Well things changed. I never heard the conversation but I can only assume she must’va either gained a lot of weight or has been taking some experimental drugs. But her tits were never this massive and I have no idea how they could be so big now.
We need more!
"Sit down, honey, we need to talk," she said, spreading her hands off her right thigh. My wife had always been on the tall side, near my height - 5", I think she was, before the change. But now, of course, she was much, much bigger. She’d grown herself - well over six feet tall - and with my gradual shrinking we looked, after all these months, more like mother and child than husband and wife. But then again, that was common, these days - among those that had survived.
I approached her slowly, meekly. It was not just in appearance where things had changed between us. With our new sizes, and all the new laws, it was only natural that I acted like this around her.
I looked down, seeing my only choice for a seat, and sat in her lap. She sat up straight, adjusting her top, knowing how I liked to look at her…
Gonna mount you.
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"Come here," she said, with a voice just barely betraying her true feeling, "there’s something I want you to read…"
Denise mod - some by Migsanch, some by me.
"Mourning the old ways"
“Smile for the camera, honey. C’mon, sit up, stop sniveling…or swear to god when we get home I’m going to crush you with my boob.”
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"J-Jesus Christ, honey…" I stammer, backing away just a bit as she sits atop me, on the couch, "th-they’re…they’re so…big…"
From her, not a word. Hands on my shoulders, she pushes me back, staring into my eyes, reading my face. I try to return her gaze - I really do - but all I can see is boob.
"oh my god…" I gasp as - my head against the couch, nowhere left to run - she leans in closer, filling my vision with her enormous new breasts. My mouth gapes, and I know what’s coming, finally. I lean back, further, tilting my face up as she mounts me higher and passively let all fight leave my body. Her fingers sneak behind my head, her hands clasping it…
…she’s going to smother me.
"Jesus, Candy…" I mutter, weakly, as my nose first finds her breasts, between them. Next, my mouth, my cheeks, my entire face, wrapped in her enveloping flesh. Still she says nothing, as I begin to breathe her in, the warm perfumed air, the skin between her breasts. She pulls me in deeper, and I feel her tits wrap around my ears. A moment, a pause of anticipation - "god, honey, please, no…" - and before I know it I am completely consumed, engulfed, my entire head between the huge breasts of my new wife.
We knew this day was coming, both of us. Since she had started to grow. The day would come where we could do this…
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Check out the expressions on the poor little boys.
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biggals’ artwork, my useless drivel. And bogus background.
Behold the bountiful bosom!