[magnus knight]

wanted to. Meanwhile out in the lobby area the receptionist began to feel odd again, but this time a heat almost from within accompanied the other odd sensations. She began to sweat slightly and as she wiped her brow looked down with some confusion. Her feet hurt again, this time though the pain seemed more acute. It was coming from the fronts of her heeled slides.

Back in the office of Dr. Nicolevie the darkly clad gentleman was continuing with his story. ?You see she was fidgeting an awful lot up there in the spot light. It was like she just couldn?t get comfortable or something. I wanted to help her but I really couldn?t think of anything to do. She also seemed taller when I got up close as opposed to how she always looked in the distance.?

The doctor interrupted him, ?Yes people always seem different from afar then they appear up close. It has something to do with the psychology of the brain and how it?s wired or something??

?No you don?t understand, she was taller.? He chimed back in as his anxiety grew over the secrete he was so close to revealing to her. Outside the office at the receptionist?s desk the blond woman stood up and made her way towards the bathroom as she felt as if she was about to become ill. The heat began to flow through her sending odd tingling sensations and shivers throughout her body. As she made her way into the ladies room she shut and locked the door behind her and grasped the sink as if she was going to be sick.

Back in the office he finally told the doctor more of his story. ?It was then she began to expose herself to me.? She looked up confused and asked, ?You mean emotionally? He answered back, ?No, I mean physically.? This new information took the doctor aback some what and she stopped writing her notes to look up and ask for clarification. ?You mean as in a hug?? she asked him bewildered. ?No, I mean as in her underwear.? was his reply which by the look on the doctor?s face just confused her even more.

?You mean to say she took off her clothes right there on the stage and exposed herself to you.? she asked him while leaning in more as if the story just became more interesting to her, more so then before. ?Well,? he stammered, ?Sort of.? She had no idea what he meant by this and she asked him for some more details.

?Well, her top just sort of ripped open.?

?Oh, so it was some type of accident then?? she both asked and stated as if she were there. ?No, it tore open because of pressure.? He answered and he could tell that this was confusing her even more. ?By pressure?? she asked him now completely lost on what was going on in his mind.
?She was experiencing a growth spurt.? He answered as if that statement could just clear everything up. ?Mr. Knightly,? she retorted, ?No one experiences that kind of instantaneous growth spurt for no reason, she must have just moved the wrong way or something.?

?No I?m telling you she grew, right there in front of myself and everyone else there that day.? the man blurted out. ?But seriously, there is no way that could physically happen to anyone. You must have been having some sort of delusion or something.? she said while appearing to underline something on her note pad. ?But it wasn?t just her top.? he said back becoming agitated by this woman?s refusal to believe him. ?Her sneakers exploded too, along with her pants.? He told her trying to convince her it was true. ?Exploded?? Dr. Nicolevie asked with a smug look on her face. ?Well no, I mean more like burst.? He could see his story was getting an unwanted response and so he quickly added, ?From the inside.?

The ladies room was filled with moans and grunts from the slender receptionist as she clung to the sink tightly feeling dizzy with a feeling of tightness as well. ?Oh, uhh? what?s happening to me.? She asked while straightening herself and splashing cold water over her face to cool off. She began to feel off balance and as she looked into the bathroom mirror her hair seemed out of place with stray strand of blond color sticking out further then they should have.

?What you are trying to say is she grew, right there on the spot, right out of her clothes, and that?s why you have these emotional troubles?? Dr. Nicolevie both stated and asked at the same time. ?Well yes, sort of.? he replied to her feeling more and more nervous, sweaty, and anxious as the two got ever closer to where this whole thing was going. ?Mr. Knightly, these things you speak of are just not possible in the real world. What you more likely experienced was some sort of waking dream, or possibly a delusion, hallucination brought on by some type of sexual inferiority complex or overactive libido.?
All her talking did was increasing his sense of anxiety as he could see things were starting to get away from where he wanted things to be.

Stretching and low grade creaking sounds began to fill the small bathroom in between moans of ?uh, oh? make it stop.? As the blond receptionist felt increasingly uncomfortable her appearance began to grow disheveled as her clothes began to cling to her tightly. Her feet were slightly sticking out behind where the soles of her slides ended over the heels. Her skirt now looked a little too snug to allow for free leg movement, and visible gaps were forming in between the suit coats gold buttons. Her skirt even seemed to hike up a bit above her knees, and the coats sleeves were seemingly moving up her forearms of their own accord.

Back in the doctor?s office she kept on yammering on and on about how all this was in his head throwing in a good measure of medical and psychological jargon, which he felt was just tossed in to confuse him. All this made him fidget and feel more uncomfortable. Finally he could take no more and just blurted out, ?Whenever I feel nervous or anxious around women,? he paused for a deep breath, ?They grow.? This revelation caused Dr. Nicolevie to drop her pen and just stare for a minute jaw opened at the man sitting across from her.

?Pop!? back in the ladies room a gold button just shot off and hit the mirror, then landed with a clink on the floor. The fair skinned receptionist was hunched over a bit grasping the sink for support as she felt odd waves of pleasure and tingling wash over her and confuses her brain with wild untamed thoughts and emotions. Never did she experience such an odd combination of feelings before. She turned on the facet to collect some cold water to splash over her face in an attempt to alleviate the feelings of heat and defog her mind. As she cupped the water in her hands and brought them up to her face another golden button popped off and flew into the sink. She looked down to see her suit coat straining to contain her, breasts jutting out wanting more room.

?What?? she asked confused as she looked down to see her white slides were tight on her, the back heel at least a good inch or two hanging over the edge. The rounded fronts were bulging out. She lifted one leg then the other to see if the movement helped any, and then she felt an odd itchiness on her calves. ?Shrip!, rip? her calves split the back of her hose as runs streaked up them into a rising skirt. The young blond tried to feel the silky hosiery as it ruptured but on the way crouching down, ?rip!? her skirt tore on the left side, revealing pale hose with runs and ladders streaking along them. She tried to stand but felt her white suit coat restrict her movement, the shoulders feeling too tight and confining.

?Rip, split!? the shoulder seams began to fail, tearing along the tops and under her arms, white flesh pouring out, and along the tops a bra strap becoming visible. ?Uhh.? She moaned as the relief from the pressure felt good, though it meant her clothes were tearing off of her body. The rips continued and then a new batch formed ?shrip, rip, rip!? her biceps slightly more toned tore the coat at its side seams. Theses seams continued to split open and tear more as she grew higher. The coat was rapidly tearing away from the young blond beauty. As she struggled to contain the growth more buttons popped off of the coat. ?Pop! pop!, pop!? the buttons went and soon the coat was open in the front. The woman could feel how tight her lacey white bra was. The satin cups rubbing against poking tits fully erect. The straps digging into her shoulders causing the skin to become red and inflamed.

?Shrip, split, shrip!? her hose tore more and more as she could feel them splitting up inside and under her skirt. The spot where they joined just under her panties began to split open, and as her rear grew out they swallowed the backs of her underwear shifting them form brief to thong. The fronts also shifted about and the more she struggled with her growth the more they caressed her. ?Uhh, oh, my, uhhh.? She moaned as the shifting was adding a pleasure to her pain.

?Crack, split!? the fronts of her slides could take no more punishment and soon they began to tear open and reveal her large sexy toes as they burst forth tearing the stocking that held them. The heels of the footwear were being crushed by her growing masses increasing weight. ?Crack! Plop!? her feet crushed and broke the heels and her feet thumped down hard on the ground.

?Split, rip!? her skirt climbed up her thighs, until they began to show tearing panty hose tops and moist panties when it tore. The sides splitting in unison with the back and fronts, skin pouring out and through the cotton of the skirt and nylon of the hose. She felt her head bump the ceiling of the restroom and so she instinctively crouch down. ?Shrip, rip!? the back of the coat split open as she crouched, and in doing so placed a tremendous strain upon her bra. The back clasps groaned and creaked in protest, before they too tore and each clip went on by one. ?Srip! Rip!? went her bra straps as they flew about wildly as her coat split and fell away onto the floor. Her skirt tore more and as she finished crouching down as much as she could the waist went as the back clasp and zip fell prey to her growth.

Her bare feet felt the cool bathroom tiles and shredded leather of her shoes as they slid and expanded. Her panties were moist and wedged into her folds and their waist had rips and tears in it. She tried to hole her bra up, but her breasts were too much for the cups and they tore them like tissue. With a final blow the panties tore loose and left her naked, sweaty, with her hair falling down her backside. ?UHH no!? she let out in one final gasp that those in the waiting room heard, causing some nervous folk to get out of their seats and decide to leave the office. The formerly small receptionist was now wedged in place, curled up into a ball with her body slowly growing, moving into the stall and any other open space it could find, the woman softly weeping as realization of what has occurred set in.

?Did you just hear something?? he asked the doctor as she continued to look upon him taking notes on his unique mental case. ?No, nothing and don?t change the subject, admitting the problem is the first step towards recovery Mr. Knightly.? Dr. Nicolevie said to try and keep this poor sick sole on topic. ?But I?m not sick, more cursed? he yammered in protest. ?Yes, mental illness is a curse.? she answered back with, ?But here today I hope to help you.?

Her not believing him was making him angry, but also in a small way a bit nervous and anxious. After all if all of this was in his head then maybe his hiding was for nothing, maybe he could have gone with that girl back when and maybe he was just in need of some sound advice. This could all maybe work out for him he thought. As he pulled a hankie from his pocket to wipe some sweat from his brow the good doctor put her pen down for a moment to shake out her hand. It must have been swollen form all the writing she was doing as on her left hand her wedding band felt tight. She shook it off and picked up the pen again, ?Now let?s go back to when these delusions all started, and in detail this time if you would.?