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Join Date: Jan 2006
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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 )
-------------------------------------------------------------------------- Billie Mini promo title. Tell me what you think. First time. <Insert legal disclaimer here> 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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