The Object of my Desire (story) (mini-GTS, GTS, BBW, 18+)

[pseudoclever]

Really good story. Well-written, and the pacing is damn solid as well. BBW isn't usually my thing, but for this quality I can make an exception.

Also: metric system! WOOT.

[j2k]

Originally Posted by pseudoclever

Also: metric system! WOOT.

Seconded!:P

[Eelskin]

3

We both slept right through the evening. When I woke up, it was close to 1:00 in the morning, and Veronica had rolled off of me at some point. She was now resting on her back, sleeping contentedly with a smile on her face. I sat and watched her for a minute, and then rested my head, looked at the ceiling. What happened tonight? I wondered. I certainly wasn?t about to complain? but I never liked not understanding things. Could she really feel my attraction? Why did she feel like she was getting so much heavier while we were having sex? I was lying and imagining different ideas- none of which made any sense at all- when my stomach began to rumble. I put my brainstorming session on hold and put some pajamas on to go downstairs.

The day had been hot enough that even in the middle of the night, it was still kind of sticky. I poured myself a bowl of cereal and cold milk and sat down at the table to eat. As I was finishing the bowl, the light in the hallway turned on and I could hear her footsteps coming towards the kitchen. She came in, dressed in her baggy, bright pink pyjamas, squinting and smiling. ?Hey,? she said. Stepping behind me, she put her arms around my neck and hugged me, pressing her cheek against my head. I kissed her arm and, as I did, I noticed the ceramic bracelet she had bought from the flea market earlier in the day. It couldn?t be? could it? I thought back to what the man who sold it to her had said. At least, I tried to. I had dismissed his ramblings and couldn?t, for the life of me, remember what he had said. Something about desire? I think? No use. It was gone. A new thought occurred to me, though. I stood up and turned to face her, and looked her up and down.

?What?? she asked.

I hesitated. She didn?t look any bigger. She was no taller, and I didn?t think she was any larger in any other dimension. I shrugged it off. ?Nothing.? I hugged her tightly, and she returned it with as much enthusiasm. ?So,? I began, sitting down at the table. ?what got into you this evening??

She grinned and sat down facing me. ?I don?t know? I just felt so much? positivity coming from you. It was such a turn-on.?

?I was thinking about what that guy at the flea market told you.?

?What, the crazy one??

?Well? I?m thinking that he may not have been quite as crazy as he seemed. But I don?t remember exactly what he said. Do you??

?No? well, I remember that he asked me if I could? put a price on desire.?

?Apparently, it?s $7.?

?Stop it! This is serious!? She held up her wrist to examine the bracelet. ?No? that makes no sense. What would cause that to happen? Magic? No such thing.?

?Well? something is causing it to happen.?

?Maybe the bracelet has nothing to do with it. Maybe it was a coincidence.?

?Well, take it off then.?

?Why??

?Let?s test it.?

She hesitated. ?Okay.? She pulled the chain off her wrist slowly, carefully. She put it down on the table and looked at it for a moment, as though she were expecting it to run away. ?Now what??

?Do you feel any different??

She thought about it. ?No.?

?Did you feel any different after you first put it on??

?No. I don?t think so.?

?Okay. Wait a minute.? And I gazed at her again, the way I had done the previous afternoon. Her pyjamas weren?t exactly flattering wear, but that wasn?t necessary. The shape of her face, the colour of her skin, that wonderful bulge in her upper arm? that was enough. I looked over her whole body, slowly, taking my time. ?Do you feel anything?? I asked, after a minute.

?No.?

?Okay. Try putting it back on.?

She picked it up immediately, and hesitated again before placing it back on her wrist. I continued to fondle her with my eyes, tracing her every contour, her soft rolls and her fleshy bulges. I heard her gasp and looked up at her face. Her eyes were wide open and she was breathing deeply, gripping the arms of the chair. She looked back at me and laughed. ?It?s the bracelet! That?s it!? She looked back at me with joy. ?This feels wonderful.?

And then, once again, something extraordinary happened. I could tell that she was slowly, slowly, swelling larger. She didn?t seem to notice anything, as distracted as she was with the emotional effects of the bracelet- but watching her sit in her chair, it was unmistakeable. I could see her ass slowly spread out over the sides of the chair, her knees had to bend more and more, pressing her wonderful thighs against her calves, and her arms, my favourite, were bulging out slightly more and more from her sleeves. All of her clothes were getting tighter; I could see her breasts pressing out of her shirt just a little bit more than they had been a moment ago, and her nipples were now obviously erect. Her pants, which had been loose when she came downstairs, were beginning to constrict her legs, and her shirt was being pulled up by her growing breasts until I could see the bare skin of her midriff. It was barely perceptible at first, but it became more and more obvious as the seconds passed.

She continued to not notice. Her eyes were half-closed and not focusing on anything. In fact, it took a good twenty seconds for her to realise that anything was happening, by which point she was bigger than any human being I had ever seen. Her clothes were almost skin-tight, and her belly was fully visible beneath her now clearly-too-small shirt. Her pyjama pants reached down maybe to the middle of her calves, and her arm bulged wonderfully out of her sleeve, which was quickly bunching into her armpit. The chair underneath her had begun to creak under her weight and her head had clearly risen above mine.

I stood up. The top of her head came up to my chin, despite the fact that she was sitting down. ?Veronica? are you okay??

She smiled. ?I?m just fine, honey. I?? and at that point she opened her eyes fully, looked at me, and stopped speaking. Her eyes focused on something behind me, then at the table next to us. She slowly turned around and looked at everything around her, and as she did, I could see that her shirt was so tight I could actually see her rolls of fat defined through the fabric. She continued to rise, and she began to notice that her point of view was moving, though she wasn?t moving herself. She spun around again, with mild panic in her eyes. ?David? what?s happening??

?I? don?t know.?

?Well stop it!?

?Uh??

?David!?

?I can?t!?

?What do you mean, you can?t?? Her voice was suddenly much, much louder than I had ever heard it before. I almost had to block my ears.

?I mean? I don?t know how this is happening! Take off the bracelet!?

She immediately began fumbling with the bauble, but it seemed not to have grown with her; it was stuck on her wrist. There was no way it was going to be able to fit around her hand at its current size. ?I can?t! Ouch!? She pulled at the elastic of her pants, which was beginning to dig into her waist. She stood up?

?and my mind went completely blank. I had known she was bigger, but when she stood to her full height, it was a spectacle unlike anything I had ever imagined. She must have been over two metres tall and when I looked straight ahead, her breasts greeted me, wrapped tightly in her shirt. Her clothing was constricting her painfully now; she tried to pull the elastic away from her hips but she couldn?t even fit her hand in.

?David!? Veronica yelled at me, but there was nothing I could do. As I continued to stare at her, my penis stiffened at the sight of my enormous girlfriend towering over me, with her formerly baggy pyjamas now skin-tight, and as it did, she actually began to grow faster. I heard a rr-iii-pp sound and her pants tore up and down the length of her left leg. Her soft flesh seemed to spill out of it and jiggled in the open air, no longer trapped by the cloth. A similar sound erupted from under her arm, and she grabbed her shirt by the neck hole and actually ripped it off her body. It tore into pieces with no resistance. Her right sleeve remained around her arm, but it, too, soon ripped by itself and fell off. As she gained height, her breasts, swaying back and forth, moved past my eye level, to be replaced with her now absolutely stunning belly, bulging out towards me, quivering with her frantic movement. She tried again to dig her hands under her pants elastic, but it was even tighter now than it had been. She scowled, took a deep breath, and stuck out her belly as far as it would go. With a loud SNAP, the elastic broke, causing her pants to fall around her ankles in tatters, and causing her belly to quake. She was now almost touching the ceiling, and growing even faster.

At that point, there was a POP noise, a bright flash of light, a cry of pain form Veronica, and the whole room went dark. She swore ? loudly ? and I nearly lost my footing as a huge THUD and CRASH resounded and shook the floor. I couldn?t see anything, but I ran into the hallway. On the way I kicked a chair and fell over, cursing in pain and rubbing my shin. I stood back up and limped to the hallway, and turned on the light. When I looked back, she was still there, sitting on the kitchen floor, the table overturned next to her. She seemed to have stopped growing. There was broken glass on the floor and she was rubbing her the top of her head and scowling. I looked up and saw that, sure enough, the ceiling lamp had been shattered. Looking back down at Veronica, I slowly stepped forward and, trying to avoid the broken glass, approached her. As I got closer, I could see that she was actually beginning to shrink. She seemed to notice it too, as she was looking around at the room in the same way she had when she was growing. Neither of us said anything. I sat down and took her hand, and she gripped mine tightly with both of hers. We waited to see how much she would shrink. As she approached her usual height, it slowed until it was almost imperceptible, and then it seemed to stop, leaving her at exactly her usual height.

For a minute, we continued to sit in silence. She was the first to speak.

?David??

??Yeah??

?What the fuck was that??

[Eelskin]

4

I wanted to take Veronica to the hospital, but she wouldn?t hear of it. We cleaned up the broken glass, moved the furniture back to where it all had been, and threw away her destroyed pink pyjamas. Veronica took off the bracelet and we went back to bed, but there was no way we were going to sleep after what had just happened. We lay in bed until morning, and when the sun rose, Veronica was still feeling fine. So she got dressed and went off to work, just like everything was normal. I was still kind of in shock. I kept thinking that it must have been some kind of strange dream? but then all I had to do was look at the damage in the kitchen to remind myself that it had really happened. My girlfriend had turned into a giantess... for just a minute.

The following week was trying. Veronica seemed preoccupied and unhappy. I saw her almost every day, and every time she was very distant and she couldn?t keep her attention on anything. At first I assumed that she was worried about that transformation she had gone through, that she might be sick or that it might have lasting effects. But when I asked her about it, she just told me that it wasn?t that, and said she didn?t want to talk about it. So I was at a loss. I didn?t know why she was so upset or what I could do about it. And then I started to feel down about it all as well. We had sex only once during that week, and it was so awful it only brought us down even more.

It was exactly a week later, on Sunday afternoon, that she called me up and asked me if I could go over to her place so we could talk. Not quite knowing what to expect, I went.

When I arrived, we hugged each other and went to sit in her living room.

?Do you want something to drink?? She asked.

I shook my head. ?What?s up??

She sighed. ?David, look, I? I?m not sure how you?re going to take this.?

What the hell? I wondered. Is she going to break up with me?

?I?ve been thinking a lot this past week about what happened at your place on Sunday.?

?So have I.?

?And? I?ve made a decision that you might not like.?

?What??

?I want to wear the bracelet again.?

This was something I had not even considered. I sat in silence for a moment while I tried to comprehend what she had just told me. I must have had an awful expression on my face because she immediately got even more nervous than she had been before.

?David, you don?t know what it was like to have that feeling. That amazing, wonderful feeling that someone thought I was sexy.?

?I told you every day??

?Yeah, but it wasn?t the same!? She interrupted. ?I know you said so, but you don?t know what it?s like to constantly be told by television and magazines and so many people that you are hideous! I get that every day! All the time! I can?t escape it!? She looked down at her own body in disgust. ?And? it means so much to me that you tell me you think I?m sexy. I don?t thank you enough for it. But it doesn?t really make me feel better a lot of the time because I don?t feel it myself. I don?t feel like I?m sexy, and that just makes the whole thing so fucking frustrating.

?But when I put that bracelet on? it was one of the greatest feelings I?d ever felt. It was indescribable, and it made me so happy? like a confirmation of these feelings. I wanted them to be true, so badly? and I always doubted them and I doubted myself, and I doubted you, and I?m so sorry.? She began to cry softly. ?But? when I could feel it myself, it was so real? it was impossible for me to argue or doubt it. I can?t remember the last time I was that happy. And now it?s gone, because I?m not wearing it. And I want it back. I want to feel your attraction. Because right now I miss it so much that I can?t bear it.?

I didn?t respond immediately. I thought for a moment before responding. ?What about, um?? I still couldn?t get over the fact that these words were coming out of my mouth. ?What about what happened last time? What about the fact that you became ten feet tall??

?Um? that was really scary.?

?Yeah.?

?But? it was really exciting too.?

I met her eyes and tried to suppress a smile. ?Really??

?I had no idea what was happening. I mean? how could I? But it wasn?t a bad feeling. Not at all. I think? I think if I were expecting it, it would be really different. I think it could be really amazing. You looked so small? and I felt so?? her voice trailed off, and then she looked into my eyes and gave me a wicked grin. ?We just need to make sure we have enough room.?

I swallowed hard.

?But that?s not the point,? she continued. ?I just want to feel that way again. Do you understand??

?I do. I?m just scared for what might happen. We don?t really know anything about this bracelet. We don?t know how it works, or what else it might do to you??

?I know? but how about this. I promise that I?ll take it off if anything else unexpected happens. And if you ask me to leave it off, I will. But for now, I really need it.? She moved closer to me. ?And I think it?ll be good for you, too.?

?Veronica??

?Will you let me convince you?? She sat right next to me and placed a hand on my thigh.

I thought back to the previous week, when I looked straight ahead, standing up, and saw her magnificent bellybutton at my eye level. Against my will, my penis began to twitch. She moved her face right up next to mine.

?I think you already know how? nice it could be, David. And I know you?re worried. But I promise that I?ll be careful. And I promise to be? careful with you too.? She kissed my lips softly, inviting me to return the act.

I smiled. ?So when are you putting it back on??

She grinned back at me and held up her arm. It was dangling off of her pinkie finger. ?How about now??

[Eelskin]

5

?Have you just been holding that there the whole time? Just waiting??

Veronica got bashful. ?Yeah, kinda.? She wiped the tears from her face and smiled at me. ?Are you as excited as I am??

In my mind I was playing over her growth in my kitchen, again and again. I took a deep breath. ?Yeah? I think I am.?

She kissed me on the lips. ?No. You aren?t. Not yet, anyway.? And with that, she slipped it over her hand and onto her wrist. She looked at it for a moment, turning her hand back and forth, watching it. She then turned back to me and looked deeply into my eyes. ?Oh, yeah? I can feel it. Oh, David? I missed this feeling.?

She stood up, slowly, and I stood up to follow her, but she put a hand on my chest and pushed me, gently, back down onto the couch. ?No, you stay there, honey. Your job is to make yourself comfortable and to watch.? She began to unbutton her shirt. ?I don?t want a repeat of what happened last time,? she pointed out, as the buttons came undone one by one, revealing the white t-shirt she was wearing underneath. ?These aren?t pyjamas. This is one of my favourite shirts.? The last button came open and she slowly, agonisingly, pulled it off one shoulder, then the other. She dropped her arms to her sides, letting it fall to the floor and revealing her upper arms to me. My eyes were drawn to them immediately, and she certainly noticed, because she brought her arm up as though she were flexing a muscle, then turned back and grinned at me. It seemed to me that she had been thinking about doing this for a long time.

I thought, though I wasn?t sure exactly, that she was already a bit taller than she had been. But it was hard to judge- I was expecting it, even hoping for it. My mind was liable to play tricks on me. I could feel myself swell and get hard.

Veronica brought her arms in front of her and slowly undid her pants. The zipper slid down and she leaned forward to push her pants down past her knees, presenting me with her wonderful cleavage at the same time. When she straightened back up, I could see a thin gap between the bottom of her shirt and her panties, where her gorgeous stomach was visible. As she inhaled, the gap widened slightly, just hinting at her belly button, and when she exhaled, the gap did not close again. She breathed in again, and it became fully exposed.

She was growing again. I was certain of it. It was the strangest feeling, knowing that it was somehow being caused by me? and I had absolutely no control over it. I had no more control over Veronica?s growth than I did over the now raging erection I had. If, for whatever reason, she needed to be her normal size again, I would have no way to make it happen. I took a deep breath myself and shook such thoughts away. I was missing the show.

Her shirt was beginning to turn into a very tight crop top. She grinned and pulled it over her head as well as she could; the neckhole didn?t fit around her head quite as well as it had earlier, and it caught her nose as she pulled it up. Under her shirt, I saw that she had not been wearing a bra; her breasts hung freely, which was probably for the best, since she would probably have been in pain right now had she not gotten it off in time. It occurred to me again that she had probably been planning for this.

The only thing she was now wearing were her panties, which were just beginning to stretch to their limit. Veronica turned around, slowly, and bent over to pull them down to her feet. Her ass spread out before me, soft and fleshy. She straightened, turned back around, and walked toward me. She had probably grown no more than a few centimetres since she began to strip, but the difference was extremely noticeable. While normally her breasts would be at eye level to me while I was sitting, I was now staring directly ahead into the top of her belly. I leaned forward and kissed it, then placed my cheek against it. I could feel her slowly, slowly shifting upwards as I held her belly in my arms.

I stood up and was immediately struck by the difference in her height. She wasn?t quite as tall as I was, but the difference was negligible- no more than two or three centimetres. Judging from the look in her face, she was just as awed as I was at her new stature. It was indescribably sexy; far, far more erotic than I ever could have imagined it would be. I could feel my body trying to pump even more blood into my rock-hard penis now, and it throbbed almost painfully. At that moment, she spurted up, until she was exactly eye-level with me. My breath caught in my throat, and she released a laugh of amazement as she slowly rose above me. I tilted my head slightly up to look at her, and she suddenly grabbed my waist and pulled me in to her, kissing me passionately on the mouth.

My hands found their way around her, my right hand grabbing her butt cheek and my left grabbing the rolls of fat on her side. As I kissed her, she went through another spurt, and her mouth left mine. She looked into my eyes and laughed again, then bent at the waist slightly more to kiss me again. Her hands pressed against my backside and pulled my crotch forcefully into hers. Her eyes widened as she felt the bulge in my pants press against her naked flesh, and she rose higher yet again. She was growing far more quickly now than she had been before, and even faster than she had been last week. My eyes now only were at the level of her mouth, and it was steadily moving out of my reach. She stopped groping me just for a moment, and gazed down upon me with her hands on her hips. I tiled my head back ? way back ? to look up into her eyes. The look on her face was intoxicating. My penis ached for release. I took a deep breath. ?Bedroom.? I said.

Veronica did not need to be convinced. Smirking, she pushed me ? gently, but probably with much more force than she had intended ? down onto the couch, and walked away towards the bedroom. Her naked body swayed back and forth as she walked slowly, sensually, away from me, each step of her thick, beautiful legs causing her flesh to jiggle ever so slightly. And she walked, I could see her expand again; her head rose by a few more centimetres, her hips widened, her thighs thickened. She turned her head back and forth, taking in her surroundings from her new perspective. She paused, turned around, and winked at me, then disappeared through the doorway.

I got up and followed her.

--

I stepped through the doorway and saw her sitting on the bed, with one enormous leg crossed over the other. I stopped and stared, and she inhaled, closing her eyes in a tiny ecstasy, then moaned her pleasure. The bed creaked as she expanded further, and she got up to come walk over to me. My eyes, at this point, only reached her shoulders, and as I noticed this, it was no longer true. She grew as she crossed the room, so that by the time she was standing by me, my eyes only came up to the tops of her breasts. She grabbed my head and pulled it, forcefully, into her cleavage. I struggled for a moment, surprised, but soon leaned forward and began kissing and biting the tender skin between her breasts. The smell of sweat and sex filled my nostrils. I could feel the skin of her breasts rubbing against my cheeks, moving out and up, expanding faster with every passing moment, and her bountiful belly was pressing up against my chest. When she finally pulled my face out from her chest, she had risen so much that I could kiss her belly without bending down at all. I did, and put my arms around her as far as they would go. She reached down, however, and pulled me up by my arms.

?Now, don?t you get overeager.? Veronica scolded me. ?First things first, and you are wearing far too many clothes right now. Lift up your arms.? I did, and she grabbed my sleeves and gently tugged my shirt over my head. She then placed her hands on my hips and actually picked me up, grunting with the effort, and, turning around, brought me up to her face for a kiss. I wrapped my legs around her huge torso, placed my hands on her shoulders, and kissed her while resting in her arms. She lost her footing and stepped backwards, and I could hear a CRASH as she stumbled into her bookcase and knocked it over. We paid it no mind.

This lasted only for a moment, though, as she moved forward and placed me down on the bed, grabbed the legs of my pants and pulled them off. My underwear followed, and my penis sprung into the air, no longer constrained. It was almost purple with blood, and harder than I?d ever seen it. She straightened up, and knocked her head against the ceiling. She grunted in pain, then laughed at the circumstances. ?Wow? it?s a good thing there?s no ceiling lamp in this room.? She pushed me onto my back and leaned forward, placing her hands on the bed, one on either side of my shoulders. She stayed there for a moment, revelling in her size. I revelled in her size as well, and she spurted again, her soft face swelling to fill even more of my field of vision. From behind her I could hear a piece of furniture tipping onto its side, and then something splintered as she readjusted her footing. Her gigantic breasts hung above my stomach, swaying gently, and she slowly lowered herself onto me, so that her breasts pressed against my entire abdomen and her stomach covered my thighs and knees, her fat flowing over them to touch the bed on either side. It was so soft and warm, and the weight was incredible. She giggled and lifted her arms off the bed so that her entire body weight rested on me. I started to have difficulty drawing breath; the sheer weight of my girlfriend was pressing the wind out of me, but I wouldn?t have objected for anything. It was wonderful. I was being almost completely enveloped in her breast and belly flesh.

As I took pleasure in the sensation, I could feel her weight increase steadily and dramatically as her skin rubbed against my own in every direction. She took on an expression of painful pleasure and let out a high-pitched whine as her face, directly in front of mine, swelled even larger. She was now almost twice as big as her usual size.

Suddenly, her weight disappeared. She propped herself up on her arms and gave me a wicked grin. ?Now, David, do you know what comes next??

Without waiting for an answer, she crawled around the bed, which was straining under the massive weight which was being placed on it, until she was kneeling down, facing away from me, with one leg on either side of my chest; she had no trouble straddling my entire body. The largest ass in the world was presented in front of me. It was well over a metre wide, and so perfectly round and inviting that I nearly came right there. As I watched, it expanded right in front of my eyes, inching closer and wider. ?Are you ready to eat me out??

I could barely speak, but managed to squeak out an affirmative grunt. Though I couldn?t see her face, I could imagine quite clearly the grin that must have been on her lips as she slowly lowered that unbelievable crotch onto my face.

I had thought that the smell was powerful when my face was between her breasts, but now, pressed into her pussy, it was overwhelming. I licked and sucked with enthusiasm, causing her to buck and moan, grinding her crotch into my face. I felt the room shake slightly as her elbow struck the wall with a huge amount of force, but we paid it no mind. I tried to bring my arms up to fondle her butt cheeks, well over my head, but they were totally pinned under her thighs. She could feel my struggling, though, and lifted herself off me just enough to let me bring them out. I breathed deeply, and when she brought herself back down, I launched myself back into her. My hands could not even grab a fraction of her butt; it was like two enormous, heavy pillows pressing down onto my head. I tried to bring my arms around her, but she was just too wide. I could bring my hands into the folds of flesh where her belly met her thighs, and grabbed on there, pulling myself up in time with my licking. Her moans suddenly rose in pitch and urgency, and as I heard her gasp a flood of juice flowed from her pussy onto my face.

Suddenly, there was a CRACK and I felt like I was falling. It lasted less than a second, and then I landed on the bed with a THUD, and Veronica?s enormous weight fell upon me before bouncing back up. Pinned underneath her, I was totally immobile, but she got up after a moment and looked down at me with genuine fear. ?David! Are you okay??

From half-closed eyes, I slowly grinned up at her. ?I am? doing amazing. What happened??

?Um? the bed broke.? She laughed. I looked around, and, sure enough, I was closer to the floor than I had been before, and my feet were slightly elevated. The mattress and box spring must have fallen right through the frame of the bed. I laughed with her.

?Come here, you.? She picked me up ? with far less difficulty than she had before ? and she lay on her back on the bed, and lowered me down onto her body. I rested my chest on her monumental breasts, and placed my hands on her huge, soft belly. She, meanwhile, guided my crotch directly to her mouth. The feeling was beautiful. With the sensation of my entire dick being pressed between her lips, and her gigantic tongue flicking and slipping between my legs and around my hips, I lost all self-control and lolled around on her breasts, with my legs kicking in the air, revelling in the experience. I came explosively and cried out in pleasure, digging my fingers into her breast flesh.

Veronica lay back and panted, and I slipped off her chest and stood up to examine the scene.

The room was destroyed. Aside from the broken bed, there was a hole about 15 cm wide in the ceiling, and an even bigger one in the wall. Her bedside table was overturned and one of the legs had snapped off, and a small bookshelf was lying on its side with the contents all over the floor.
And then there was the naked, beautiful, 3.5-metre-long, one-ton woman lying on her back on the broken bed, playing with her hair and sighing contentedly. Already, though, I could see that she was beginning to contract, shrinking slowly back to her original size.

?So,? she giggled. ?Was it good for you??

[Eelskin]

6

Veronica called in sick to work the next day, and I only had a couple of short articles to write, so I finished those as soon as possible and we spent the day cleaning up. We patched up the holes in the wall and ceiling, swept up the drywall, and went out to buy a new bedside table. We were going to get a new bed frame as well, but then we decided against it, opting instead to just have the box spring and mattress resting on the floor.

The next couple of weeks were, in stark contrast to the previous one, absolutely wonderful. The sex we had was mind-blowing; we did things that we didn?t even know were possible, and which hadn?t been possible a month earlier. I tried making her grow sometimes quickly and sometimes slowly, sometimes as tall as I possibly could, and sometimes I tried keeping her close to her current height. That never worked. I once measured her at 4.4 metres, though; that was, by far, the biggest she?d ever gotten. We didn?t always have sex; sometimes she would put the bracelet on during a quiet evening of watching TV, and I would just sit in between her thighs, with my head resting on her stomach or breasts. Of course, she wouldn?t grow if I wasn?t paying attention to her? but once it began, it was never a challenge to keep it up. How could it be? She once put it on while I was giving her a back massage, and after a couple of minutes I actually had to get up and walk in order to work on a different part of her body. The more we experimented with the power of the bracelet, the more we came to love it.

And Veronica was happier and more confident, all of the time. Even when she wasn?t wearing the bracelet. This was even better than the sex; just seeing her so much happier was a joy. She laughed more, smiled more, saw her friends more and kissed me more. Which, in turn, made me laugh and smile more. Things were looking up.

--

I kissed Veronica good-night and rolled over. She snuggled closer and put her arm around me, pulling me closer to her so she could spoon me. Of course, at our current ratio, it wasn?t really spooning, it was more like enveloping. If I had to guess, I would say she was currently at a little less than 3 metres, and my head nestled comfortably against her breasts. She was dwindling as we lay there, though, which was something I had come to enjoy almost as much as the growth. I savoured the sensation of her arm slowly getting smaller on top of me, and I paid attention to her breathing, how the motion of her chest became less and less pronounced with every undulation. It slowed down dramatically, and I realised that she had fallen asleep almost immediately, still far larger than her normal size. She continued to shrink, though, and I closed my eyes and waited for her to stop.

?David?? Veronica nudged me. I opened my eyes and rolled over. ?Do you hear that??

?Hear what??

?I think there?s someone in my house!?

?Are you sure??

?Listen!?

I listened, and sure enough, I could hear someone speaking. Or? laughing? It was difficult to tell. I turned on the light and stepped out of bed to go and see.

When I got to the kitchen, I turned on the light and there, sitting at the table, was the old man from the flea market, the one who had sold Veronica the bracelet in the first place. There was no one else. I sat down and he grinned a toothless grin at me.

?And how is your woman enjoying her new chair, my friend??

?Her new what??

?I gave your woman a wheelchair. She could not walk without your support, and she purchased this item from me.?

?Of course she could walk.?

He leaned forward. ?Do you know what happens when you desire something?? I shook my head. ?When you desire something, you cannot see anything else. Everything else is secondary. The object of your desire is all-encompassing; it grows until it fills your vision, your thoughts, your memories and your life.?

?What does that even mean?? I asked him, but he didn?t reply to this. Instead, he stood up and walked out of the room. I got up and reached for his arm. ?Hey, how did you get in-? But he moved too quickly and I didn?t catch him. He disappeared into the next room. I followed him and turned on the light, and there was Veronica, sitting on the floor, cross-legged.

She held out her hands and smiled. ?David, help me up.? I took her hands and pulled, but as I did, she swelled outwards and upward. Unfazed, she got annoyed. ?David, come on. Don?t play. Help me up.? I took a step back and pulled her arms. She leaned forward and expanded outward again, at a huge rate. She straightened up again, and although she was sitting on the floor, her face was exactly level with mine. She looked hurt. ?David, why won?t you help me up??

?I can?t. You?re too big.? At this, her eyes widened and she looked as though she were about to cry. ?David!?

As she cried my name, she shot upwards, until her knees were at my eye-level. She sat before me, still cross-legged, still wearing her pyjamas, but towering over me with a painful expression on her face. ?David!? She cried. ?Please help me up!?

?I can?t!? I shouted again, and she released a wail of anguish. I clapped my hands over my ears, and watched with horror as she exploded outward again. She stood up, and as she placed her feet on the ground, I realised that I was not even as tall as her toe. I would have needed a ladder to touch her toenail. She ran away, and I chased after her, but it only took a moment for her to disappear from my view.

I looked around myself and didn?t recognise where I was. To my left was a forest, and to my right was an old, 1950?s-style diner. My stomach growled and I realised that I was extremely hungry, so I went into the diner.

When I walked in the door, I saw that the diner was enormous. It was the size of a football field. A waitress approached me from a great distance, and as she got closer, I could see that she was well over seven feet tall. I looked to my right and there was a woman eating food at the counter, also far, far taller than I was.

?Table for one?? The waitress asked, bored.

?Uh? no. For two.?

?Follow me.?

It seemed like hours that we walked through the diner. The path we took twisted like a maze, and I was sure that if I lost my waitress I would never find my way out again. As I walked behind her, I could see that she was getting bigger. When she asked me what kind of table I wanted, I had come up to her shoulders, but as I walked behind her, I soon only came up to her shoulder blades, then to the small of her back, then to her butt, then to her thighs. I had to sprint to keep up with her. I kept glancing to the left and right, passing my hundreds of people, all squeezed into booths far too small for them. Then I stopped in my tracks. There was Veronica, sitting alone, eating a baked potato, at her normal size.

?Veronica!? I said, and she turned to me. Her eyes widened and she reached out, grabbed my arm and pulled me into her, hugging me desperately. I struggled to get free, but she kept squeezing me tighter and tighter. Eventually I yanked myself away and fell backwards, landing on my back, and everything went black.

I felt like I was resting on a mattress, but I was alone and couldn?t see anything around me. I turned to my left and could barely make out, in the gloom, the outlines of furniture. I turned to my right and could see something glowing green out of the corner of my eye. I squinted, and saw that it was a digital clock. Veronica?s digital clock. The glowing numbers read 2:49. I slowly calmed myself down and realised that I had been dreaming, and that I was now awake. But where was Veronica? I turned over to look all around me, and as I propped myself up on my arm, my hand sunk into the mattress in a way that it never had before. Come to think of it, that doesn?t feel like a mattress. It feels like? my mind went numb as I realised that it felt like skin. And that the warmth of it was not my body heat, but Veronica?s. I turned slowly, and my hand sank into her belly button. My entire fist fit inside. I pulled it out with a soft pop.

I had been sleeping on her stomach, and she was big enough that I could stretch out my legs and arms and still be resting on her. I became aware that I had an extremely rigid erection, made even more painful because we had had sex just a few hours before. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could see her breasts, each one the size of a dishwasher, slowly and rhythmically moving up and down.

As gently as I could, I climbed down off of her. This is too much, I thought. Her feet pressed against the far wall and her legs were bent at the knees, because she was almost as big as her bedroom. She had never gotten this big. As I watched, I thought I could see her knees bend just a little bit more. My eyes widened. Oh no. I need to get rid of this erection, right now.

I disappeared into the bathroom and turned on the light. As I masturbated, I tried to remember my dream. I know that Veronica was in it, and that we were? in a maze? I can?t quite remember. And someone had broken into her house? I feel like I?m forgetting something terribly important?

I came, flushed the toilet and washed my hands. I turned off the light and stood in the bathroom for a moment to allow my eyes to re-adjust to darkness. Once I could see, I stepped back outside and, sure enough, Veronica?s feet were sticking over the edge of the bed but most of her body fit without a problem. I waited several minutes until she was back to her normal size, and gently, carefully, slipped the bracelet off her wrist. In her sleep, she whined softly, but didn?t wake up.

Note to self: Veronica must never go to sleep with the bracelet on again.

[Eelskin]

7

Later that month I was at home, writing. I had a couple of 500-word articles to complete by midnight and I was making good time. It was the early afternoon and I was already almost finished.

It had actually been a couple of weeks since Veronica and I had used the bracelet. That is to say, since we had used it while having sex. She still wore it occasionally, but not during our really intense moments. To be honest, that last growth spurt had really worried me. I wasn?t sure why she had grown so much, but it was far beyond any growth she had experienced up until that point. I couldn?t have measured her, but given that she was clearly longer than the room, I might have placed her at six metres. Maybe more.

--

When I spoke to her the next day, she was not happy about it. I woke up unpleasantly.

?Hey.? She shoved my shoulder.

?Mmph.?

?Where?s my bracelet??

?Nuh??

?My bracelet, David. It isn?t on my wrist. Where is it??

?Uh? jer.?

?What??

?Drawer.?

She turned on the light and I held my pillow over my head. I could hear her open several drawers and rummage through them until she found the one where I had placed the bracelet.

?David, why did you take it off me??

?Phuh? later. ?m still sleeping.?

?It?s my bracelet, David. You can?t do that without asking me.?

?You were ?sleep.?

?So you should have left it on.?

?No, you grew.?

She didn?t answer right away, but immediately after saying those words, I knew that it may not have been the wisest thing I had ever done. I closed my eyes and cursed in my head.

?I grew? in my sleep??

??yeah.? I began to compose myself.

?Why didn?t you wake me??

??you needed your sleep?? I took the pillow off my head and rubbed my eyes. Veronica was wide awake. She had put the bracelet back on and was sitting on the bed in front of me.

?David! Tell me about it! Did I grow a lot? Were you thinking about me??

?Yeah, I was thinking about you. And you were taking up the whole bed.? It?s technically true.

?That?s amazing! Next time you need to wake me up! Waking up huge must be so cool??

?Veronica, I think you should maybe not wear the bracelet so much.?

Her eyes narrowed. ?Why??

?Well??

?It?s my bracelet. It?s mine.?

Oh boy. ?Yes, but? it?s kind of scaring me.?

?How is it scaring you??

?Veronica, I didn?t mean to make you grow last night. It was really unpredictable. And I?m not comfortable with using this thing that we can barely control... or, with using it so much. It?s really powerful, Veronica. What happens if can?t stop it and you can?t take it off??

?That?s not going to happen.?

?How would you know that??

?I??

?Just promise me that you won?t wear it while you?re sleeping. Or when we aren?t alone.?

?What! Why??

?You want to become ten feet tall in public??

?Well, it?s you who makes me grow, David. Why should I be punished just??

?This isn?t a punishment! This is caution! You?re right, I?m the, uh, the trigger. But I can?t control it. Not fully. So please just promise me this. Just don?t wear it in public or when you?re asleep, because I?m frightened of losing control over it.?

She looked down at her the bed. ??okay. I promise.?

?Thank you.?

?But I think you?re being ridiculous.?

?That?s okay. I can live with that.?

--

And that?s where we had left it. She hadn?t worn it to bed since, and I was thankful for it. It was almost impossible to control my thoughts when I was awake, and I did not want to have to start controlling my dreams. How would I even go about that?

I tried to imagine what might have caused such a huge spurt. Was it because she had been asleep? Maybe the bracelet affected her in a different way when she wasn?t consciously able to process its power. Was it because I had been asleep? Maybe my thoughts affected the bracelet in a different way in that case. Or maybe when I?m awake, I was unconsciously limiting myself? and that doesn?t happen when I dream.

Maybe the bracelet becomes more effective every time it?s used. I reflected on how I had made Veronica grow taller and taller. Not every time, of course, but on average, she would get bigger as she wore the bracelet more. The first time she wore it, her growth was barely perceptible. This last time, she had nearly quadrupled her size. I thought about that night and a shudder ran through me. I had thought about it every day for the past two weeks- I actually could not stop thinking about it.

On the one hand, it was terrifying. This power we didn?t understand and could barely control was doing something to my girlfriend, something I didn?t trust. The fact that she seemed not to be concerned in the least confused and frightened me. At least she wore it less when I asked her. What scared me most of all was that I didn?t actually know how much influence the bauble held. This might not be the extreme end of its power.

On the other hand, it was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. Words cannot properly convey just how exciting it was to rest my entire body on my girlfriend?s stomach. Or to see her rise above my eye level- while she was sitting down. Or to suck on a breast larger than my head. Or?

The phone rang.

I shook myself out of my daze and realised that I had opened the front of my pants, and was masturbating. I didn?t even remember having done that. It rang again and I answered.

?Hello??

?Hey sexy.?

?Hey you. What?s up??

?Oh, nothing. I?m just taking my lunch ? all alone in my office, with a closed door ? and wanted to tell you that I?m thinking about you.?

?Oh. Well I?m thinking about you too.?

?Oh, are you?? She seemed very amused. ?You want to know what I?m thinking??

?Yeah??

Her voice dropped to a whisper. ?I?m thinking about sucking you off.?

I grinned and began to stroke myself once again.

She continued. ?I?m thinking about licking your balls, and growing while I do it. So that my tongue gets bigger while it?s moving all over you.?

I moaned. ?That sounds? good.?

She moaned. It sounded like she was masturbating too. ?I want you to hold on to me so that you can feel me growing. I want you to wrap your arms around me so that I push them apart as I get bigger?? My mouth went dry. ?and taller?? I was getting short of breath. ??and wider.?

?That sounds? amazing.?

?I want to be tall enough for you to eat me out when you?re standing up.?

My penis was rock hard.

Her breathing began to get faster. ?David, Let?s fuck tonight. I?m horny.?

?Mmm? can you take the afternoon off??

?Can?t do it, lover. There are some things I really need to finish this afternoon.

?Alright. My place or yours??

?Come over to my place. While you?re waiting, just? aaahhhh? keep thinking about me.?

?Oh, I wi-? Wait a minute. ?Veronica? are you wearing the bracelet??

She let out a squeal. ?Uh? sorry, David, what was that question??

?Are you wearing the bracelet??

?Yeah? and I?m naked, and I?m huge.?

I was speechless.

?David, I?m big enough to take up the whole loveseat. By myself. Do you want to see me do that? I could take up the whole thing and I would fill it.?

As she said these words, I had to fight to keep myself from coming, and I could hear her inhale sharply.

?Oh, you liked that, didn?t you? I know because I just got bigger. I?ve been growing since before I called you. I just barely got my clothes off in time? and now I?m? almost as tall? oh!? She laughed again, louder. ?I?m as tall as the ceiling. So that would make me? what, nine feet??

?Veronica, I don?t??

?I?m big enough to smother you with my body. Do you want that?? She laughed. ?Do you want me to lie on top of your and press into your body? I can do it.?

At these words, I came. It was so unexpected that I came all over the floor. I let loose a moan of pleasure and heard her cry softly into the phone. It sounded much louder than it should have.

?Oh? David, I could feel that across town? it was wonderful. Thank you for that. I?ll see you tonight.?

She hung up the phone.