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Unread 03-22-2007   #1
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Billie

This is my first AP story that i have written. Please give comments thanks. Suti i'd love to have your take on this. Trolls need not apply (then again you trolls would be jerking off to this story hehe =D )

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Billie

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She came home quickly. Time was running out. Billie looked like your average 10 year old Catholic school girl. Short dark brunette hair that framed her pixie face well. Her uniform was a white blouse and knee length pleated dark blue skirt that covered most of her skinny frame. She wore her stockings high up to her knees as did all girls from her school. Heh, well i did mentioned she 'only' looked like a 10 year old, all 4'2" of her. She was tired of running back all the way from Merlin's monastery. What more with her heavy school bag. The Science teacher made her sit for a half hour detention. A good half hour that she could have used to get back home in time.

"Damn, Master will be angry at me if i do not get out of this clothes quickly", she sighed. You see, Billie was one of The Perv's handmaidens. The Perv was Master of the mansion that she lived in among other girls serving him. He was a lvl 70 human warlock (yeah i play WoW =D) powerful, well versed in the dark arts and all of the girls adoringly obeyed him, including herself. Then, she thought of her two closest girl friends, Candy and Persephone. They have so much fun all the time. Especially when... Her thoughts was interupted as a wave of warmth flooded her body. It was noon and she knows what will be coming soon. Arriving at the door of the main entrance, she quickly took off her shoes and pushed the door open.

As she pushed the door open, she felt dizzy like as if an elevator just rised. She noticed the door knob previously at her neck level was lower than before, now at her chest level. "Oh my god, its starting", she noted. She quickly dropped her bag and as she did that her torso widened somewhat making her blouse snug. She knew she needed to get to her room quickly before it was too late. It was just down the hallway, now if i could just make it. Passing the hall mirror she saw that she looked like a twelve year old wearing unsuitable hand me downs.

Back in the room, the warmth she felt was getting unbearable making her sweat. She pulled off her stockings quickly. And as she did, as if her legs were like springs confined, they naturally lengthened. Her short stubby legs inched slowly with her skirt creeping up. Flawless ivory legs were slowly uncovered with the absence of material covering it. As her legs grew, her feet pushed the floor away from her. The feeling of warmth in her legs subsided as they made her grow a foot taller. She stumbled but managed to get her bearings. Her skirt was now looking more like a miniskirt. A quick check on the full post mirror in the room confirmed her thoughts. She stood about 5'6" now.

"God, i look like i'm on stilts"

The feeling grew stronger. Instinctively, she quickly reached for her skirt zipper at her back. She reached for the clasp at the beginning of the zipper and opened. Her hips agreed with her by widening into a pleasing womanly shape. The band on her skirt was pushed upwards by her growing hips. She slowly pulled the zipper down and as she did she felt her cheeks expand. They were flat at start and slowly filled out lifting up the rear end of her skirt. Halfway down, her bum had already grew to a sizable portion that it got stuck. She noticed that she was fumbling with her zipper with her enlarging hands. She knew she had to get out quickly or risk ruining her skirt.

"Shit"

She jerked it managing to get it slightly down and her expanding bum gladly pushed the zipper all the way down as they were released from their confines. As if by magic without her hands, the zipper travelled down as her rear pushed out. "Ok now to get out of this." Matters was made worse as she tried to pull down her skirt. Her thighs and calves were plumping up, thickening as she tried to work her skirt out. Finally with a heave she got the skirt out from her thighs but she lost her balance and landed on her bum. It was not as painful as she thought as 36 inches of woman softened her fall. Her blouse was getting really tight now. Her torso had grown so much that it was skin tight.

Billie forgot the pain in her bum when she heard a soft ripping sound. Her shoulders widened to the point that the seams at her sleeves are beginning to tear. Her hair had grown down below the shoulders and absentmindedly flipped her hair back. What shocked her was when she saw the two prominent points that were so obviously sticking in front of her blouse. She saw that her nipples were enlarging and protruding slowing outwards. The areola was getting puffy and growing bigger by the second. She knew what was coming next.

Quickly with her womanly hands, she brushed away her lengthening brunette locks and started to work on her blouse buttons from the bottom up. Feelings of arousal and warmth intermixing was flooding her body and mind making her hot and bothered. Naturally she fumbled with the lower two buttons which by some sort of luck she managed to open. Tight lightly muscled abs awaited her as she opened them. Her waist did not grow much from her perspective although she saw that her mons was developing. Her stretchable panties confirmed that with a painful yet pleasurable camel toe.

"Oh god please" A sudden surge of pleasure rocked over her as she felt her hair below grew and thickened. She was so obviously wet and warm down there. The front two points on her chest blew out with that surge increasing in size. They blew up from nubbins into decent A cups pushing into her blouse. Billie could see the gaps between her buttons. Her breasts were expanding slowly but surely pushing outward with sheer determination. She realised that she did not want to spoil her blouse and quickly worked the top three remaining buttons from the top down.

As she opened her first top button, her breast surged out yet again as if released from their confines settling into a large B cup. Dusky breast flesh squeezed together in a tight confine could be seen at the top of her ultra tight blouse. Her nipples ached and was pushing aggressively into the cotton material. Dark red and prominent. A wave of warmth flooded her chest as she just in time opened the second button. Her breasts pushed out even further, fat cells multiplying in fervor.

"Ahhh...." As Billie felt erotic esctacy rock her body again. When she opened her eyes, she saw that her breasts had grown to a D cup and still steadily swelling. The one button on her blouse looked like a warrior defiant in its stand to cover her luscious pair. A strong pressure was slowly increasing in her chest. She tried to fight back that feeling. "Please..."

Too much pressure. Billie could not take it much longer and all of a sudden a rush of warmth and a sense that something lifted her breasts, her bountiful bosom grew and grew and busted out. Her button burst out and skittled across the room. Her chest had blossomed and settled at a E cup. Fully grown now yet panting, sweating and all wet she got herself up and walked to the bathroom...

Who is this Billie? And who are the other girls? And what does The Perv has to do with all this?

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Unread 03-22-2007   #2
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great! too bad we got cut short in the end T_T
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I did enjoy that. And by ending it where you did, you neatly avoided any possible awkwardness while leaving things open to the imagination. The only notable flaw was "grow a feet" in the fourth paragraph. Otherwise I'd say you're well on your way to becoming a skilled story writer.
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Nice job, dude.
Good descriptions.
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Hehe, i typed this yesterday on Notepad. No spell check sorry.
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Sweet tale.
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If you're looking for a free spellchecker, but don't want to bother with OpenOffice (and I don't blame you), check out http://www.abisource.com/ Abiword. It's lightweight, fast, and very nice.
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Talking

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If you're looking for a free spellchecker, but don't want to bother with OpenOffice (and I don't blame you), check out http://www.abisource.com/ Abiword. It's lightweight, fast, and very nice.
Oh i do have MSWord. Its just after a long day i came back so was tired, punched up the fastest loading word processor(notepad) and started typing. Gave it a once over then posted in yahoo groups agingwomen(Merlin's site) and here. If you guys like AP i suggest a visit there.

Thanks suti and all the reviewers. It feels great when one's work is appreciated.
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Nice story!
It would be a pity to leave the ending open.
Maybe you continue it.

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Nice story!
It would be a pity to leave the ending open.
Maybe you continue it.

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Hi i am back... This is the 2nd installment to the series. Enjoy!
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Denise
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Billie felt a sharp pain at her crotch that quickly faded away as she walked to the bathroom. Looking down she noticed that her panties had torn off from extreme stress that it was not meant to handle. She grabbed her school track shorts lying on the floor and wore it. Formerly loose shorts fit her like second skin but that would have to suffice from now. She was quick to note that her juices quickly stained the pants a dark hue. Also her clit looked just a little bit too excited sticking out like that.

In the bathroom she cleaned herself, washing her face and then she took off her torn blouse. She giggled as her large pair swayed and wobbled with each of her movements. It felt good to be feminine.

Going to her drawers she took out her adult sized t-shirt and put it on. Her nipples could be seen from the sheer material. No bra but that would suffice for now, she thought. A soft growl emanated from her belly; lunch time. She left the room and walked down the hallway that led to the wing?s dining room. The Perv?s mansion is so massive that each of the four wings has their own sets of rooms. Billie?s room was located at the south wing. She preferred it that way as there were fewer disturbances from activities when so far away from the main court. The hallway she was in was lined with large teak doors leading to bedrooms much the same as her own room. As she was jiggling down the hallway she heard crying noises from Denise?s room. A knock on the door and a slight push, Billie found herself in a spacious white washed room. Sunlight was streaming in slightly from the large windows off to her right. The room was pretty much empty spare for a cot and a two seater chair. She thought, ?When did that get in here??

She walked over to the cot and found an emaciated crying two year old baby girl. She picked her up trying to soothe the crying baby. The two seater was quite luxurious; velvet and lined with leather. ?Come now, sweetie pie? she held the baby as she sat down. ?All will be alright, shh shh,? she cooed to the baby.

The baby instinctively held at one of Billie?s ripe breasts trying to draw some milk. Billie felt a soothing warmth flow across her breasts and began to feel a gushing motion beginning to build up in her. Two dark spots slowly grew wider on her t-shirt. Her body was making milk for the baby! She took off her shirt and put the baby on her left tit. Contentedly, the baby suckled.

Billie felt motherly at the suckling action that baby was making. She could actually feel the milk flowing from her breasts into the baby. Moments passed and Billie noticed a change, the baby was looking much healthier. She watched as the thin baby began to fill out with health, plumping out. She was looking more like a healthy baby now, pink and more energetic.

That was when the baby began to suckle more furiously, drinking more and more of Billie?s milk. It scared her a bit but she was overcome with pleasure at this baby drawing more from her to notice anything peculiar.

Much to her amazement, the baby began to grow. She could not see it at first, but she could feel the baby?s weight get heavier as time passed. Then legs and arms began to lengthen and stretch. Soft dark curls grew from the baby?s head. Billie nurturingly stroked the baby?s hair. The former baby looked like a preschooler now, still growing and expanding. Baby teeth began to appear on her gums. Billie could feel them on her teats as she fed. The growing girl began to look more familiar to her. ?Denise?? She wanted to say something more when the young girl?s diapers burst at this point unable to handle the enlarging body.

Denise suckled feverishly now as she aged. Billie felt a pang of fear as she noticed that her breast had dwindled by about a cup size. She moved her hungry mouth to the other breast hoping to balance things. Milk continued to flow freely into Denise, nourishing her.

As she aged into her school years, her arms and legs got longer and longer. The soft dark curls grew down touching her shoulders. Her body got bigger and baby fat slowly melted away. Her legs were too long now to be folded on Billie?s lap so she uncurled them. Also it was getting more and more difficult to be nursed as her height increased. Furthermore her weight was getting too much to handle. Denise looked about 10 now. Billie stopped her from taking any more milk and put her to sit beside her.

?Now, dear??

Billie was about to continue when Denise rushed and grabbed her right breast and continued to suckle. Taking in the milk, she began to grow faster this time. Her bones cracked and shifted as she took in height and mass. Her frame skinny and gawky as all of her baby fat melted away. Her legs began to touch the floor. She could pass for a twelve year old already when suddenly she choked. That gave the opportunity for Billie to take charge of things. She stood up and told the girl off.

Denise felt bad and quickly ran out of the room. Her heart pounding, she could hear Billie shouting for her behind. ?I can?t turn back now.? She was still very hungry and very much naked. The Perv?s mansion is a confusing place to be in if you do not know where you are going and that was exactly what Denise felt now. Hallway after hallway, she finally found herself in a bedroom. It looked nice and cozy although empty. On a large table near the closet was food. Just what she wanted right now, she was so hungry she could eat a horse. She walked to the closet and found some clothes for herself. She chose a white blouse and loose pants that fit her undeveloped 12 year old frame perfectly.

A full spread was on this table enough to satisfy one extra large and very hungry man. So she sat down and began to eat with her hands. The food was delicious so she helped herself with some more. The funny thing was what she ate could not satisfy her, she was somehow feeling even more hungry with each bite. The food was mildly spicy also making her sweat. No surprise there as The Perv is a man of Oriental origins. (Writer?s note: Hi, I am from South East Asia!)

Denise shifted and pulled at her blouse. It was getting a bit sticky with her sweat and the blouse just a little bit too tight. Also her seating was a bit cramped so she pushed herself back a bit. An observer would see a 13 year old greedily taking in the food. What would surprise that observer was that that girl was inching up and filling out as she took in food. The shirt and pants began to grow snug on her as puberty set in. Small nips enlarged and pushed out towards the shirt. Denise fidgeted in the chair when her buttocks plumped up while the teen had kept on eating. Thick luscious locks tumbled down her shoulders. She absentmindedly scratched at her privates as soft downy hair began to fill in. Denise kept on indulging when?

?Stop right there Miss!?

That shocked Denise. She turned around and saw Billie at the door, fully dressed in a shirt and jeans. Billie was surprised to see Denise already looking like a 15 year old, a 5?3? young woman with smallish A cup breasts and slightly flared hips. Soft flowing shoulder length hair framed her face. The shirt and pants looked just a little bit too small on her. Just five minutes ago she was just a prepubescent girl and now she is an adolescent. But she could see that teen was having digestion problems, Denise looked like she wanted to puke. ?I don?t feel so good, Billie.?

Denise fled to the adjoining bathroom, locked the door and sat down on the toilet seat. ?Oh god? Gas was building up inside making her very uncomfortable. As expected, her body reacted the only way it can. She burped. Yet that did not help. She shifted nervously and soft hiss was heard as she farted. That too did not help much. Then, another fart was released from her louder this time. Followed by an even louder fart.

Rather to suffer discomfort than die of embarrassment she clenched her buttocks tightly. That was when the pressure in her began to build up rapidly. Realizing her error she relaxed but the pressure kept on building. She tried to fight the feeling of expansion but failed.

Her torso started to lengthen and grow pulling her blouse out of her pants. She tried to pull them back down but to no avail only succeeding in accentuating her nubs that ripened into substantial C cups. Gaps appeared on her blouse and she could see the creamy flesh squeezed together tightly with an ever deepening cleavage line. The buttons on the blouse valiantly held against the increasing mass. Dark widening nipples was visible through the stretched material of the blouse. Denise?s legs also extended outward away from her. The pants pulled up from her calves to her knees, her plumping thighs making the formerly loose pants very snug. Her dark black hair flowed down freely on her back. Looking at the mirror, she could see that she was a maturing 18 year old. Her features of a girl have disappeared to be replaced by evident maturity.

For a moment there Denise could hold back the second wave of pressure that was building in her. ?Oh come on. Please don?t?. ah ah?? Her body grew again this time with even more force. Holding the toilet water container behind she braced herself at such explosive growth. Her legs pulled out even longer as they stretched and lengthened, her thighs filled out fully tearing the pants material at its seams. Toned and well sculpted legs were revealed with each successive ripping sound. Denise?s hips and her bottom blew out literally lifting her out of her toilet bowl seat. She felt a release of pressure from her super tight pants as the seams on the rear end gave way to a beautiful uncovered bottom.

Her blouse could not even hope to hold as she matured and expanded. The addition of her burgeoning breasts made it utterly impossible for the buttons to hold so they promptly opened up simultaneously. That gave Denise full view of her C-cups that was filling out as she was looking down. They puffed out into a large D, and then swelled into the DD region before settling. Large aureole capped two milky and perfectly shaped breasts that jiggled with each breath she took. She noted that her nipples were of much darker hue than before not to mention larger. Her clothing was torn to shreds; blouse hung off her like a small cotton vest and her pants were strips of cloth attached to the waistband that was riding high up her small waist.

She stood up. Everything is the room looked much smaller than before. Denise walked to the mirror. She noticed that her hips swayed with each step she took. A woman of Eastern European descent with a hint of exotic heritage looked back at her. She was about 5?11?; noted thanks to a height measuring tape conveniently stuck to the wall behind her. ?Wow? She looked beautiful; large hazel eyes, small yet pouty mouth and perfect teeth. Beautiful sculpted face with high profile cheekbones and fair milky skin. Athletic shoulders tapering down to her small tight waist before widening to full sensuous hips. Her delicate hands tucked away her dark locks behind her ears. Denise cupped her large breasts and noted how soft and heavy they were. She let out a soft moan of satisfaction. Moving her hands to her rear she felt the fullness of her heart shaped bubble butt. How could she grow this fast and this much?

Suddenly she felt a nauseous wave come over her making her feel like puking and quickly she covered her mouth. As the puke rose up and was about to hit her mouth the gush disappeared as it was distributed to her body making her rise to a full 6?, breasts surged out a half cup and buttocks pushed out slightly. The fully grown woman felt better immediately. There was not going to be any more growth now. She then turned her thoughts to a more immediate pressing concern outside her door, Billie.

Meanwhile, at the main court of the mansion? She was waiting for her master to arrive. Tapping her feet in impatience she looked at her watch. Already ten past one, late as usual. Just then, a shimmering rift began to open up in the middle of the large hall. ?Good, and about time,? she thought. A silhouette emerged from the rift, revealing a shadow of a hooded figure. The rift closed and there was The Perv in all his glory. Dressed in crimson and black he looked of imposing stature and power. He lowered his hood.

?Hey sweetcakes, is lunch ready??
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Theperv584 is a 23 year old Chinese male who resides in Penang, Malaysia. He is currently pursuing undergraduate studies in Aerospace Engineering. If you like to comment or constructively criticize him on his storywriting skills please do so via the message boards on Yahoo! Group agingwomen. He also frequents Lorekeep?s forum at www.theprocess.cc/forum where u may also reach him.
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That was good. that would make a great long tale!
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