Concept
50 foot cheerleader / anime / fantasy silliness
try a "playful" anime-ish inspired fantasy story, where a girl makes a science potion to get taller, sees early results in rats, can't help taking it herself -- before realizing it goes a little too far... making her much taller than expected, and also more alpha, confident, and even a bit of bravado. ("i feel great. better than great.")
Characters
Lindsey - short nerdy 5'4" dorky girl with glasses / big tits / hates being short, and creates a formula to cause "2nd puberty"
maybe asian?!? before: (pic pic pic pic pic) after: (pic pic pic pic)
?? what is her personality? -> dorky / intellectual / precocious / provocative
insane about the color purple.. she loves it unreasonably
being very unbashful / matter-of-fact about sex, and the female form...
casually talks about hot girls on tv/movies (making Sam always wonder if she's gay or bi-)
casually talks about how annoying her big tits are, and how they "make her look fatter"
casually flirts physically and rubs her body/tits into him'
likes to cosplay
how can she get into her "role play" in a silly dorky but also sexy way?
showing off how big/strong she is for him
showing off how easily she can get him hard
both enjoying and belittling him for how small he is
enjoying giving him head when he's smaller in her mouth - joking that all men would make their girls huge if they knew it would get them more oral sex
making him eat her out standing up
geek brainstorming unusual things they can do together now that's she's huge (including some sexy things)
curiousity about why he likes her bigger, as a way to ellicit ideas for what to do
Sam - nerdy 5'10" science cohort and childhood friend
Kaitlin - Lindsey's roomate ... supports her change and gives her a makeover. gets concerned at her personality change (bravado and libido)
Post-growth boyfriends
Chad - 6'2" semi-nice sports jock... treats her well, and 'teaches' her about boys and sex. eventually drops her when she gets so tall they are 'not a cute couple anymore'
Terrence - 6' African american buff weightlifter... doesn't mind that she's taller, because he's stronger.. until he realizes he's not
0 mo - baseline - 5'4"
1 mo - March +3" - 5'7" - taller, slimmer, and healthier .. she thinks this is the "end result" and is amazed.. "it's perfect" (dates Chad)
2 mo - April +4" - 6'1" - hotter, bustier, confident, (chad dumps, dates Terrence)
3 mo - May +5 - 6'6" - impossibly tall, strong, over-confident, semi-drunk with herself (terrence dumps, dates Sam)
4 mo - June +9" - 7'4"' - bold/bravado, no longer needs glasses, libido (Sam is overwhelmed with her sex-drive, in a good and bad way. Kaitlin and Sam connect the dots and figure out it's her menstural cycle causing it, warn her that it is about to happen again. she rages at them with high hormones, gets jealous, meanly "dumps" Sam from jealousy and pushes Kaitlin, getting upset with herself, and her lack of control, she runs out)
5 mo - July +14" - 8'6" - when her hormones calm down, she apologizes to Sam and Kaitlin, confessing she was such a jerk. she's finally concerned it isn't stopping.
12 ' - too big to fit in her dorm room
20' - obscene -
?? where is this going ?? short term?
she could tease him util he begs
she could lie down on his cock and finger the head
when she's done wit him, he could get self-concious.. "you're so good at this. i don't really know what to do"
..and she could teach him how to pleasure her
maybe she's a sex addict? overactive libido.
that's why she's always too flirty... always propositioning him...
does she tell him right away? or does she try to play it cool?
she wants to get off three times a day, minimum
she could get interested in how much experience he has ("have you ever?")
maybe they go out to the bars together, and he's shocked at how reveling her outfit is (where is she supposed to find cute clothes for size 'huge'?)
?? where is this going ?? long term?
full purple makeover - (she stops caring what anyone thinks)
Lindsey uses her tits (and talking about her tits) to get attention, constantly..... which has made her very breast fixated
she talks about how they look
she hates how they make her look fat...
most guys love big tits in the bedroom, but they want a waify girl on their arm
she points out tits she likes better, and talks about how she wished her tits looked
she asks boys questions about her tits, and tits in general -- what they like best
she asks questions about what turns guys on more about her tits (squeezing, kissing, teasing)
Lindsey has a fascination with Freud, and a theory.. that all breastfed babies have a fascination with giant tits, their smell, sight, touch - especially with the lips -- because it triggers their earliest sub-concious memories of breastfeeding, and makes them really docile and susceptible to suggestion (leading to her "boob hypnosis" technique).
This comes up as a joke, where men who don't stare at her tits must have been "formula fed"... which she's constantly "testing and proving" her theory.
sam has denied being interested in her, or her tits... evidenced by his flat-chested girlfriends - but when they finally get together, he confesses it was a rationalization, it truth he was scared and intimidated by Lindsey, her confidence, and her huge tits
Lindsey also loves giving massages, and combines this with "boob hypnosis" to seduce men (since she's kind of overweight)...where she asks men if they want a massage, and then casually bumps them with her tits (from the back), or lets them smell her tits (from the front)..
.. and when she's feeling really frisky, she lets a nip slip, and when the guy notices.. it either turns him on enough to do something, or he tells her about it and she uses it to flirt.. ("yeah, i know .. does that excite you? it snuck out because it wants some attention. you're very observant.")...
sam loves the fact that she gives him massages, and she's awesome at it.. and sometimes he's even kind of turned on, but they've been friends so long neither of them 'crosses the line' (she doesn't try any nip slips)
maybe one night she's especially frisky and rubs her tits into Sam.. and when he scolds her, she complains that she hasn't had sex in
when she's dating someone, this goes up a notch, and even more when she gets super-sized
she wears really low cut tight outfits
..when she's dating sam, he gets the full court press
"now that we're doing this, we need to talk about something else. I know you were breastfed. You need to be 100% honest with me. Is my theory wrong? Or have you been hiding your attraction to my tits all along." (plead the fifth? -> "I knew it!")
"Come here, baby. I've been dying to give you a hug all day.. so I could do this." (she pulls his face into her tits) "
pulling out her nipples whenever they are in private, and making overt offers like, "would you like a little nipple sucking?"
when she's 7'4", she gets a kick out of hugging Sam's face to her tits, challenging him to deny that he likes it,
"we could skip the (going out, movie, whatever) and just play with my tits."
maybe she has a weak moment -> and she lets her girlfriend take the serum
sam rejects the threesome, which Lindsey thought was her big chance to seduce him
later, there is a problem, because there are two huge girls, and the other one is not so "nice"
maybe when Lindsey dumps her, because she finally gets sam.. she gets frustrated and confronts sam to try to convince him all three of them can be together.. including seducing and manhandling him.... it doesn't work, and Lindsey shows up to defend him
though later, when they are 40' tall, this becomes a bigger problem.. as the girlfriend is drunk on her power
she's semi-addicted to sex, and gets a trip out of making him hard with flirting and innuendo, especially in public
she comes at him all hours of the day to make him excited, and prove she can have him whenever she wants
she wants him over every day after class so she can do sexy role-play with him
she doesn't stop talking about cute guys/girls she sees
she solves every disagreement with seduction
(what do they disagree about? what does she do that he doesn't like?)
maybe she "trains" him to do what she says (using sex) - maybe trains him not to come until she says?
maybe she is always experimenting with different positions (especially ones enabled by her size)
maybe she starts to dress pretty racy in public? (especially w/purple makeover)
maybe she gets in trouble with her professor (because he notices), but she intimidates him
maybe someone else gets ahold of the formula? who?
how is the story resolved?
?? lindsey injects the antidote in the crazy girlfriend, almost immediately shrinking her back to size
?? lindsey convinces sam to wait on giving her the antidote .. (i can take it anytime, and i'm not ready to be short again)
?? lindsey develops a "regression" antidote
removes most of the growth, but keeps the other effects
?? lindsey starts working on an attenuated version of the serum, which will only produce one growth cycle
all of them fail to produce any results...
... but in the overgrown mice, two of them seem to produce some attenuation of the formula results... an antidote
1) a "regression antidote", which removes most of the growth (and the other effects)
2) and an "isolation antidote", which only removes a little growth (but not the other effects)
....and makes sam an offer.. "i only want you sam. if you'll marry me, and be with me always, you can choose which antidote I get." -> of course he gives her the "stop" antidote.
?? how ??
The professor gives her an intro disclaimer, that they are looking at hundreds of student proposals, and they'll only select a few, and maybe none. That this is more of a learning experience in getting grants.
Lindsey giving a presentation to her professor. Her bistable hormone homeostasis theory, and how she thinks puberty oscilations are triggered. And how she wants to go about the research.
Her professor asks why she's interested in this. She rattles off a canned boring answer. He critiques that as "not very genuine". "Tell me about the moment of inspiration, the reason you started thinking about this problem.
She pauses, uncomfortable, and then confesses she "wants to be taller". She goes into a little diatribe about how it's unfair being short. Tall people make more money. Tall people are generally considered more attractive in society. Tall people literally run the world. I want being tall or short to be a choice, not something that's willed onto us. Then maybe it won't matter if you're tall or short. Or maybe everyone will be tall. Either way, the inequality will be gone.
"Wow," he says, a little shocked. "I'm impressed. That's very ambitious and egalitarian of you. You're request is granted. you can perform the research under the (bio and life stages analysis program). Can you give me a proposal showing what you'll do with a $25,000 budget?"
"Are you serious?! Oh my god. Yes. Yes! I'll have it done in a week! This is amazing. I'm so excited."
"Remember, research is a long long road. This is going to be your very first research project. Do you know how many projects I did before I got a positive result?" She shakes her head. "Seven, over twelve years. Though even negative results can teach us something if the science is done well. That's what I want you to focus on, doing the science correctly. So we can all learn from what you try."
"Of course. I won't let you down, Professor."
Lindsey is Sam's childhood friend, and now they are both in college. He comes over to her dorm for their ritual "star-trek night".
she's wearing a casual nightshirt that shows so much cleavage it rode the line between comfy nightshirt and lingerie. "Ohh, hey. Come on in! Before you ask, this heat wave is killing me, and this top is the coolest thing I could find."
"Sure. It's no problem, I wasn't going to ask." It wasn't the first time he'd seen Lindsey showing off too much cleavage. She was blessed with huge knockers, and even though they'd always been just friends, over the years she'd made a habit of ambiguously flirting with him. Which he didn't exactly mind.
"No, of course you weren't. You were just going to sneak glances at them when you thought I wasn't looking. If I have to let you ogle my boobs all night to get some relief from this heat, It's a price I'm willing to pay. Go ahead, stare all you want." She smirked, punctuating the offer, and as if on cue, his eyes immediately looked down to a line of cleavage so cavernous it could hide a small beverage. "And you're welcome," she said, sassily snapping him out of the trance.
"Sorry. I didn't... I mean, that is pretty distracting." Even looking her in the eye, he felt a periodic need to glance down, his eyes taken over by some limbic brain reflex.
"Don't be.. as I said, it's my fault." She made her way across the room, sitting on the foot of the bed, and fumbling with the TV remote. "For one night only, stare all you want, and I won't even make fun of you for it ... too much. In fact, I'm so fucking sweaty I'd go naked if I thought you're male brain could function with my sweater puppies on display. God, I hate these things. Some day I'm going to get them reduced, so I can look thinner and cuter, and not sweat like a gorilla when it's hot out." The opening credits of their favorite show started to roll, and she turned and smiled, "ready to geek out?"
"Boy am I ever. Seriously rough week." Sam didn't really want to get into that, so he jovially hopped on the bed, bouncing once and assuming a comfortable position lying back against the pillows and headboard. Lindsey had been crawling up the bed, and the disturbance made her briefly unstable.
She stabilized on all fours, shooting him a wry glance as her hanging tits gently undulated a couple times. He couldn't help but watch. "You did that on purpose."
"Maybe," he snickered. "You gave me a pass. I figured I'd make the most of it."
"Watch it. I'm wearing this shirt for your protection. I'd be a whole lot more comfortable without it, and even though you're not into me, I'm pretty sure you'd either get a serious case of blue balls, or we'd end up doing something we'd regret and Stacy would dump you."
"Actually, we broke up." Lindsey immediately paused the show, and turned to him with a look of shock and interest.
"Really?" she said, sounding a little too optimistic. "I mean, how did that happen? I thought things were going well."
"I don't really want to go into it." In truth, Stacy was cute, and funny, and super fun and flirty out at the college bars, but in private she was a mess. While making out, she'd repeatedly want to stop, like she was filled with catholic regret. In the end, she'd begrudgingly agree to give him a handjob, and even that wasn't very good. Like she felt guilty doing it. Not things Sam wanted to talk about casually with Lindsey.
"Cute, but not so good in bed, eh?" She offered. Sam snickered, and nodded. She always did have a way of reading people. Or maybe she was just reading him. They had been best friends for over a decade. "Someday maybe we should try being friends with benefits, so you'll stop wasting time with these prissy vane girls." There it was, the ambiguous flirtation. Sam was used to her making offers he didn't think she really meant. Though like always, there was a bit of temptation buried in her jesting. In high-school some of the girls called her a slut, but the boys she dated only called her 'talented'. One time, Sam got more that he bargained for, when he asked her junior year prom date what she was like, and got an earful about her extensive oral skills.
"Not today though," she said, closing down the offer, "because it's too fucking hot for skin to skin contact. I'm sorry about Stacy. Breakups can suck. Let me know if you want to talk about it." He nodded an acknowledgement. She smiled and pushed the button on the remote, resuming the show. "Back to geeking out," she declared, reaching over to flip off the lights.
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The opening of the show was an exciting space conflict, where the crew of the USS Entrepid was both saved and captured by Romulans for straying into their territory during an emergency on their ship. However, after that, things became a string of boring political dialogs. Sam found himself drifting away from the show in favor of successive inconspicuous looks down at Lindsey's impressive tits. They were glistening slightly from perspiration in the dim light. He typically dated skinny girls without much up top, and he was pretty curious what it was like to fondle tits that big. Lindsey had offered him to a few times, but it didn't feel right. However, he found himself thinking about her jesting offer of friends with benefits. Maybe it wasn't a horrible idea. Other than her overdeveloped chest she wasn't really that overweight. He knew she not only liked fooling around, but reportedly she was really good at it. But what if she wanted more and he didn't? Or worse, what if he did, and she didn't? It really was that classic trap of not being worth possibly loosing his best and longest friend. Still, next time she offered, maybe he would take her up on copping a feel.
Just then she brought her fingers up and itched her chest. No, not itching. More of a slow brushing motion. Sam wondered what she was doing. The area under her fingers looked even more shiny, like she was spreading around the perspiration. Then she slowly slid her fingers right into her cleavage, it was so sexy that Sam immediately felt a bit of voyeuristic excitement. He knew he should stop staring, but he didn't want to. Did she know she was doing it? Now he wasn't stealing glances, but intently watching her fingers rhythmically move. Then she traced them under the already low cut neckline. It was too overt, too suggestive, to be an accident. Sam briefly froze, then gently forced his gaze back to the TV. She didn't respond, and her fingers kept it up for several seconds more. He felt relieved.
"I'm dying, I need some ice water," she offered at a whisper, "you want some?" She slipped off the bed, checking for his nod, and made her way to the the bathroom. He heard her dropping ice into glasses, and filling them with water, and a moment later she was offering one of them up to him. Just as she got situated, another spaceship scene started, drawing them back to the show briefly. A small fleet of federation ships was positioned at the border to the Neutral Zone, asking for the return of the missing crew. The Romulus were being illusive, pretending not to know anything about it.
When Sam's focus on the show dulled, he became aware Lindsey was now rubbing an ice cube against the bare skin of her chest. The air was so hot he couldn't blame her, but again her manipulations were far more engaging than the TV drama. He tried to keep his head facing mostly forward as he watched her paint the exposed skin of her chest with cold water. At one point, she conspicuously slid the ice up and down her cleavage several times. She may have been just cooling off, but he was pretty sure a video of this would get a few million views on youtube, and he couldn't stop watching.
Lindsey, however, knew exactly what was going on. She found the episode just as uninspired, and when she noticed Sam peeking at her, she decided to provide a spectacle of her own. She thought she lost him for a moment, but the ice idea seemed to provide enough of an excuse to touch herself so Sam thought he wasn't noticed. She wondered just how far she could push it. She placed the dwindling cube at the peak of her cleft, letting the pleasant coolness slide down between her breasts, and reached for another one. This time she started up by her neckline, tracing around her neck, before drawing a it down her left breast. She moved up and down, bumping at her neckline, until was barely bumping against her nipple. It was right at the edge of the fabric, but as it hardened, she knew it would be noticeable to her voyeur.
Sam had felt the tension of her movements building. As he was treated to increasingly inappropriate exposure, he became more and more suspicious of her motives. When her hard nipple slipped out from the fabric, and she continued tracing ice over it, he knew that she knew that he was watching the entire time. "Lindsey," he started, pausing briefly, "what are you doing?"
"Ohh this? I'm cooling myself off. I find this episode boring too; I noticed you watching me; and I thought this would be more fun. You want to get naked and rub ice all over each other?"
"Lindsey!" Sam protested, turning towards her. "Are you serious?" He could never tell with her. Though with that image in his head, and the fact that she was still rubbing an entirely exposed breast, was having another effect. He was, after-all, a man, and he was quickly having a very natural male reaction. However, she had this way about her, that made him feel like she could fuck his brains out tonight, and expect them to go back to being regular friends tomorrow. She obviously had all the control here. "I don't think that's such a good idea."
"Ohh, it's certainly a bad idea. But it would be so much fun." Lindsey could see the reaction in his pants, and she was pretty confident if she kept going she could seduce him, but Sam wasn't like the typical boys she toyed with. She genuinely cared about him. Not that she was trying to date him. They were far too close to just start dating. However, she could be his best friend, fuck his brains out for fun, and still be happy when he found a new girlfriend -- She just wasn't sure *he* could do the same. He needed to make that choice for himself. She could tell from the look in his eye he wasn't ready.
"Okay, suit yourself," she slipped her top back into place, not that it covered much. "We need to find you a girlfriend who actually likes sex, because you're really missing out."
"Tell me about it."
She's talking with some fellow researchers in the hall, really excited about some positive results in mice.
Sam shows up, and wants to know what all the fuss is about.
She briefly explains her reseach, sounding smarter and geekier than Sam had ever seen before.
He asks if there is anything to see.. and she takes him to see one of the test mice.... which is 7% bigger than the control. She explains the finding, but he can barely see the size different between the mice. She pulls out a photo, showing the paw comparisons, and again he can barely see the difference. He admits that he doesn't understand, but if she's happy, then he's really happy for her.
The go out to the bars to celebrate.
Lindsey asks if she can pick him out a girl to take home.
she talks about what she wants for him.... a girl he can have a little fun with, and not be too serious.
She points out a couple girls who are far from the prettiest girls in there, but certainly look like they are having tons of fun. Sam isn't convinced, and falls back on the "they're not really my type" thing, and looks around until he sees a super hot girl. He points her out, and Lindsey drags him over to meet her, easily striking up conversation. The girl asks if the two are dating, and they both laugh and shake their heads. Sam explains that they've been friends "like forever", since they were 7. The girl perks up, and Sam gets them all drinks.
After some chatting and dancing with them, the girls ask L/S back to their place. Lindsey pulls him aside when she has a moment. Lindsey confesses that the girl is not into him. He says he feels like it's going well. They seem to want to hang out, they invited us back to their place. Lindsey explains that she's a pretty good judge, and that this girl is not into him, they should find another. He really wants to go with them. Lindsey confesses that she's only hanging out with them because she's into me. Sam gets a weird look, "no. really? no way. she's hardly talking to you." / "yeah. because she's totally into me. Trust me, I can tell. If we go back to their place, she's going to be making out with me, and you're going to be disappointed. We're suppose to be finding you a girl tonight, so let's stay here." / Sam is unconvinced. Lindsey begrudgingly offers to prove it to him.
back at the table, Lindsey calls out the girls name, which gets her immediate attention. Then she calls her over with a finger. "You're beautiful. Kiss me." / The girl looks around the table, then goes in for it, and Lindsey and the girl toss tongues for a full minute, with Sam and her friend looking on a little surprised. / "That was really nice. I'm here to get my friend Sam a girl, and so unless you're going to take him to your bed, I sadly can't come with you tonight. Another time, perhaps."
?? maybe the girl offers to sleep with both of them.... and Lindsay looks at Sam and says "thank you, but, that's not what we're looking for" / afterwords, sam scolds her, "did you just turn down a girl offering me a threesome?" / "Sam, we need to cross that line by ourselves before we involve a third person." / "you say that so casually. have you had a threesome before?" / "let's stay focused on you. finding you the right girl. i'm going to dig deep, mix what you're looking for, with what I want you to find. How about that girl over there."
Lindsey points to a pretty cute girl having fun with some girlfriends across the room.
??? somehow approaches her and lures her back to talk with Sam, alone. They hit it off a little...And Sam takes her home.
They make out, fool around, and she unexpectedly starts taking off his pants. he is a little surprised, and nervously asks if they are having sex, should he get a comdom. She explains that no, they are not having sex. she's going to give him a blowjob, if he's okay with that. She sucks him off (which doesn't take long), and then guides him through reciprocating.
she presents her initial findings to her professor... he critiques that her statistical results don't show a clear outcome, because only 5% of the treatment group responded, which could be some other kind of anomaly.
she wants to do another test run, but she's a bit over-zealous, and sells to hard. he let's her down easy, "this was great experience. you're going to learn something from this, and study it, and the next time you make a proposal it's going to be even better."
she heads back to the lab, and is pretty upset. She gathers up her serum samples, and takes them home.
It's TV show night, and Sam is over. He can tell Lindsey is upset, which is rare. She explains her research funding got cut. "It's fine, but she was just so excited. Her research was so important -- " to help short people be tall".
Sam is surprised, "what?!" She explains her theory, and how she hates being short. If she was a leggy 5'10" girl, then being 140lbs would be slender, and guys would swoon for these monsterous milkbags instead of them just making me look fat.
Sam tries to explain that there is nothing wrong with being short, and she's not even that short anyhow. he reachs out to give her a hug, which she takes but then pushes away.
"Sam, you don't understnad. you're 5'10". I'm sorry... this whole thing is upsetting me too much. we're going to need to take a raincheck on our tv night. I need to binge eat ice-cream, or workout, or find someone random to have sex with. Anything to get my mind off this. So unless you can help me with one of those, let's just pick this up next week."
"okay, i get it. You really want me to go?" She nods. "Alright. I'm around if you want to talk."
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After sam leaves, she takes the serum out of her fridge. She talks to the serum, like it's a person, thinking through the issues. She's "sure" she has the proteins right. Why did it work in all of the first batch, but none of the other three?
I "just know i did the science right", and "I don't want to wait years or decades." She starts drawing the serum into a needle. Then she's talking to herself. "Lindsey, what are you doing? You can not be seriously considering this. It's crazy. But how else do we prove to ourselves, to the world, that this works? Without waiting decades?" She injects it into herself, feels a bit dizzy, and lies down.
---
Thirty minutes later, she's back to normal... nothing happened, but nothing happened right away in the mice either. So she calls up the girl who wanted to make out with her, and invites her over.
The very next morning, she's waking up, looks in the mirror, and feels like something is "off"... it takes her a little bit of sleuthing to realize that she's already grown taller. She gets giddy, and then does some measurement, and realizes she's now 5'8".
---
Sam shows up, she apologies for the night before, she was an ass, but she has something to show him. She asks if he notices anything different about her. Sam looks her up and down, and takes a minute to realize she's notably taller and not wearing heels.
"Holy crap. You're taller. Wait." He stands up close to her, and realizes she grew several inches since the night before.
She explains the formula, and what she did.
he's really concerned for her, want her to tell her professor. / "not yet"
Idea
she and that girl she met become an "item", and Lindsey asks to have her join their "trek night"
Sam whines a little. / Lindsey promises they'll wear skimpy pajamas... / He grumbles, but agrees.
?? though maybe we can just do the trak-night scene without this explanation
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Lindsey is starting to be more selfish / semi-intoxicated, a little less careful with her words... chastises Sam for being so reserved about sex
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Sam shows up for trek night, and Lindsey and the girlfriend are both wearing skimpy pajamas "as promised"
There is some hanky panky, and Sam and Lindsey even kiss for the first time. Sam is a bit blown away by how good a kisser she is. The two of them have a "moment", but it's awkwardly interrupted by the girlfriend
Sam ends up confessing he should probably go.... and heads out.
She shows off her new growth to Sam, super excited...
He's concerned.... has she told the professor? (no) Anyone? (no) Don't you think you should tell someone?
She says she feels great. Better than great. And she can't tell her professor she violated medical ethics. No, now that she knows it really works, she's going to keep going through the process to get it available to everyone, even if it takes a decade.
Sam understands, and just wants to make sure that she's safe. / She thinks it's sweet that he's looking out for her, but she's totally fine. Over the course of the month she gets slimmer and slimmer.
Sam finally approaches her about "friends with benefits", and she confesses that she "would" but she has a new stud boyfriend.
TODO: add more acknowledgement from Sam that he's into how tall she is.. so she can use it...
She has a big spurt, to 6'6", and totally hot. Her 6'2" jock boyfriend breaks up with her, because she's freaky tall, and too strong.
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Sam is floored. She looks absolutely amazing! / "you really think so? because Terrence just broke up with me over it." / "seriously? he's crazy."
"wait, so you're saying that now that I'm tall and thin and hot, it's crazy for people to break up with me? what happened to dating me for me?"
Sam tries to apologize and dig himself out of the hole... but she quickly smirks and confesses she's screwing with him. "Terrance was fun in bed, but they didn't really have any connection besides sex, you know? Not like you and I." There is a pause, as Sam doesn't know what to say to that. "Sam, I have a question. I've thrown myself at you so many times. How come you always turn me down? Do you just not see me that way?"
"No, it's not that. I obviously love you and our friendship, and I was always attracted to you, even before the forumla. I guess if I'm honest with myself, I'm a little scared. You're so casual and flippant about us fooling around, I get the feeling you could sleep with me one day, then be off with a new boyfriend the next. Or girlfriend, now that I know you do that too."
"Okay. Isn't that what friends with benefits is? Isn't that what makes it fun? We can just make each other feel really good without all that complication."
"Believe me, it sounds appealing, but what if I fall for you? I know you, and I know about you. You're so fearless and amazing at everything you do. Even before 'this' happened" (gesturing to her body) "i was worried I would love you as much as a girlfriend as I do as a friend, and you'd be just having meaningless fun, and then I'd be dropped when you found someone new. And now you're so unbelievably sexy - you're sleeping with girls, and athletes, and it's frankly intimidating."
"Okay wait," she giggled, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't laugh. It's just. First off, nothing with you could *ever* be meaningless. There is nobody more important to me. Secondly, I've had a crush on you, and been in love with you, for as long as I can remember. I only offered up friends with benefits because I couldn't get anything else. Sam, if you want to be more than friends, I say yes yes, and yes. You can have me, all to yourself."
"Really? You're serious? And what if we don't work out? What if we ruin the friendship?"
"There are no guarantees, but not hurting you is more important than some insignificant random relationship I could have, and I think you feel the same. If we do decide to stop, we can do it gently and carefully. There is no question our friendship would change. I just choose to believe it would change for the better. "
"And you still feel that way about me? Now that you look like a gorgeous supermodel, because of a forumla you were brilliant enough to design yourself. I feel like you are way way out of my league."
"Did you just call me gorgeous and brilliant? Because I could really use a boyfriend who thinks that of me, instead guys who think I'm a notch on their bedpost or a freak for being taller and stronger than they are. Know anyone available? I'm told I give really good head."
"Lindsey!" He said in surprise, gently shoving her gently to punctuate his protest and finding the feeling of her bare hip and tummy oddly too compelling to take his hand back. She responded by stepping closer, their bodies almost touching. He felt tingling, and not just because she was more than six inches taller than him. "So how do we do this?"
"I've made enough moves and overtures. The next move is yours, and my answer is already yes." He wasted no time, pulled her in, tilted his head back, and their lips met.
The feeling was absolutely surreal, and not only because of her amazing body, and her giant tits pressing into his chest. The way she moved her tongue was like dancing to music. Soft at first, then building, guiding him. The deeper it went, the more they pulled into each other. For a several minutes, they just stood there, kissing. He got lost in it. Just when he thought it was ending, she renewed her passion, and they kissed another couple minutes more. Then finally, she gently broke free.
"Phew," she offered, "I'm glad that was good. A decade of anticipation set the bar pretty high. Now I have something I want to show you. Two somethings actually." With that, she promptly crossed her arms, and hoisted her top up and over her head. God she was cheeky. For a few seconds, Sam lost his mind. Her naked breasts, in all their glorly, were so massive he felt like he'd never seen a pair before. She playfully turned her body left and right, making them swing, showing them off. "I used to hate them, but now that I'm much taller, they're kind of okay."
"Kind of okay!? Lindsey, Ohh my god, they are amazing!" He said, as he marveled at them. A few seconds in, he realized his jaw had fallen open. He closed it and looked up to find her smirking a flirty grin. Then he felt her hand on his arm, coaxing it upwards. He cupped one hand under each tit, feeling their weight. They were so substantial, he had an odd thought and wrapped both hands around just one of them. It still overflowed his grasp. In fact, it looked even bigger with both his hands wrapped around it. "Wow," was the only word he could find. Then he felt a hand on his head, pulling him in.
Lindsey arched and coxed his lips against her, and he complied, suckling her skin until her nipple hardened in his mouth. "Mmm. The advantages of a taller girlfriend," she teased. She held him firmly, enjoying the warm wetness on her skin. But in truth, she liked his attention even more than the sensation. Over the years, she'd fantasized about this as much as their first kiss. Seducing and entracing him, holding his attention -- And getting attention was something her tits were actually really good for.
Though she didn't hate them as much as she pretended to. That was a joke she used to flirt. She only hated how hard it was to find clothes that didn't make her look either fat or trashy. However, since the formula, nothing was big on her, so they didn't feel like a problem anymore. Or maybe she'd just made her peace with trashy. Regardless, seeing Sam completely transfixed made her confidence swell even more, which she didn't think possible, because ever since the formula she was feeling pretty much on top of the world. She also knew exactly what this was doing to him, and she wanted to feel it. She re-positioned, coaxing him over to her other breast, then slipped a leg between his, and pressed her thigh into the bulge in his pants.
Sam was in sensory overload. He was not just overwhelmed by her unusual size, but by her confidence. Somewhere in his mind he knew all along, he'd been picking girls who were the opposite of Lindsey - waify, prudish, unconfident, sometimes even daft - because he'd have the upper hand with them. With Lindsey, he felt his entire self melting. He wanted her so much, he couldn't have made himself stop. His mind swam in an ocean of sensations - his lips and hands on her skin; his growing erection wedged against her; and her hands, gently slipping under his shirt.
Sam tingled with anticipation as she probed fingers down against his sides, into his pants, and under the waistband of his underwear. They commanded his attention as she worked her way forward, pulling gently at the front of his pants. With the extra room his erection stood straight up at attention, and a moment later she gently brushed the head, making him immediately weak in the knees. His lips parted with her tit as he audibly gasped.
Lindsey felt intoxicated by how easily she roused him. She was barely brushing him with her fingertips, and he was already whimpering and leaning into her. She even thought she could feel him shaking a little. She was a little used to being the alpha in the bedroom, but having Sam felt much more satisfying. For a moment her competitive inner voice cheered, 'he's finally mine', but she immediately scolded herself for confusing Sam for some kind of bedroom conquest to be broken. She cared about him deeply. Which she knew would make this even more fun.
"You like that, don't you, Sam?" She teased. He nodded, whimpering into her chest over the way she was gently stroking him. A moment later, he felt loss as her fingers pulled away. Then she lifted his his shirt over his head. "Take off your pants," she declared, starting on her own. "Then lie on the bed." He did as she asked, propping himself up on his elbows. Facing away from him, her shiny thong, purple of course, gave him a view of the most gorgeous ass he'd ever seen. Then she walked to the foot of the bed, and his jaw dropped at the sight of her near full nakedness.
"Ohh my God. You are the hottest thing I have ever seen." She wasn't just tall, she was gorgeous. Every part of her was fit and trim. He even found her shoulders, tummy, and thighs sexy. And her breasts, for as large as they were, seemed unusually firm and perky. She almost didn't seem real. She smiled, and struck a sexy pose with her hands on her hips.
"I know, right?" She was just acknowledging the truth, but sounded completely conceited. "I'm sorry, that came out wrong. What I meant is, the formula, my formula, exceeded even my expectations." She twirled quickly, giving him another peek at her toned ass, before she started crawling up onto the bed. She stopped half way, facing him, braced on all fours, tits dangling. The sight of her made his erection throb.
"Sam, I'm so glad we're doing this. It made me so sad to see you dating those girls who were so wrong for you. And sometimes, when I was with a boy, I'd wish it was you. And now I get to really show you this whole other part of me." She continued crawling up over him, until her face was along side his, so she could whisper into his ear. "Though I do have to warn you, I can be a bit of a tease." With that, she lowered her breasts onto him, wedging his cock between them and his body, and gently rocked herself side to side. "I hope you're okay with that."
"Ohh, I already got that idea, and I'm *totally* okay with that, tease all you want." Her body was crouched over him, her soft breasts confirming to the shape of his cock and dragging it side to side. He reached his hands up to squeeze them and contribute. He had never experienced anything this sexy. The girls he'd been with hardly knew what they were doing, and barely wanted to give him a handjob.
"Ohh you say that now, but Sam, you have no idea how much trouble you're in. "
Last Spurt - to 40'
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Ideas
after her spurt to 7'4"
she's thrilled "holy crap I look amazing."
she does some clothes shopping, and invites sam over, wearing something super low-cut
Sam is floored by her size. both her 8' height, and her massive cleavage, right across from his face. "Holy crap! You didn't tell me you got even bigger. That is really something. You look amazing!"
"I wanted to surprise you, so... surprise! Get in here!" She pulled him through the door, and brought him in for a hug. He grasped around her waist, and she settled her arms on his shoulders, holding the back of his head, pulling his chin gently into her chest.
height spurts - triggered by mensural cycles? (which they don't notice in rats because the rat got pregnant and ended her cycle)
0 mo - baseline - 5'4"
1 mo - March +3" - 5'7" - taller, slimmer, and healthier .. she thinks this is the "end result" and is amazed.. "it's perfect" (dates Chad)
2 mo - April +4" - 6'1" - hotter, bustier, confident, (chad dumps, dates Terrence)
3 mo - May +5 - 6'6" - impossibly tall, strong, over-confident, semi-drunk with herself (terrence dumps, dates Sam)
4 mo - June +9" - 7'4"' - bold/bravado, no longer needs glasses, libido (Sam is overwhelmed with her sex-drive, in a good and bad way. Kaitlin and Sam connect the dots and figure out it's her menstural cycle causing it, warn her that it is about to happen again. she rages at them with high hormones, gets jealous, meanly "dumps" Sam from jealousy and pushes Kaitlin, getting upset with herself, and her lack of control, she runs out)
5 mo - July +14" - 8'6" - when her hormones calm down, she apologizes to Sam and Kaitlin, confessing she was such a jerk. Asking for their help figuring out why she's still growing and how to stop it. They spring to action with ideas to test, but no real idea what is going on.
when she gets alone with Sam, she apologizes again, and confesses she was a complete ass. she tries to "explain what it's like" since the formula, that the impulsive selfish part of her sometimes just gets control, and she can't stop it, doesn't want to stop it. / he graciously lets her off the hook, understands how complicated this must be for her. - "maybe it would be better we kept things between us a little .. i don't know, simpler...just focus on being friends. At least until this is figured out. / "wait. what? do you mean like, stop having sex? that's not what I meant at all. wait. Am I too much of a freak for you too now?" / "No, no! That's not it at all. Trust me, I've never even imagined someone as sexy as you are right now. But last night you seemed like a really different person, and I can't bear the thought of losing our chance because of some hormone filled fight triggered by this formula." / Her demeanor changed, getting cozy and flirty. "Ahh I understand. I don't want to lose you either. But can we go back to how you think I'm sexy?" She starts undressing. "I'm sure it's these formula charged hormones, but the thought of getting naked for you, feeling your hands on me, makes my skin tingle. Maybe we can make things a little simpler, but more like friends-with benefits?
-> "it's you sam, i've always wanted you" -> leads to their first sex, calm and slow and sensitive...
-> which leads her to say how amazing this feels.. and maybe something like "i'm not a virgin, but this really feel like this is the first time i've made love. i love you sam. this feels so right."
-> growing sequence.. maybe she starts off teasing him about how much he's turned on by her growth.. so when he tries to tell her she's growing, she thinks he's dirty-talking in the abstract, and doesn't realize she's actually growing "right now"
"i love you too lindsey." and they slowly sensually have sex. after a minute or two, he notices something weird. "lindsey?" he says in shock, "i think something's wrong." and he stops thrusting, but she puts her hands on his ass and forces him to keep going.
"No baby. it feels amazing. God, i've never felt anything like this. And your hands feel so amazing. Touch me Sam, enjoy me."
Sam rubs her tits, and it quickly becomes obvious to him what's happening. "Lindsey, i think we should stop. Something is wrong."
"No, Don't stop. It feels so good. Don't ever stop. uhh. uhh. It's coming." She forces his hand to her breast, and hoists her hips off the ground, moving aggressively to try to work more sensation out of their diminishing contact. "Holy fuck. Uhh. Uhh. Yessssss!" she convulses a few times, before finally settling back down to the bed, and opening her eyes.
"Sam, that was *amazing! Wait. Why do you have that look on your face? What's wrong?"
"Lindsey, you just grew!"
"Ohh? Yeah, I'm kind of growing all the time now. A little here, a little there."
"no. I mean, you grew *alot*. You're huge."
"Sam? I've been "huge" for months, but that doesn't mean you get to call me that. It's not nice."
"Lindsey? Look at yourself!" She winced her face, then wiggled up into a sitting position, and as she did it became even more apparent to both of them just how big she had become. She finally looked down at herself.
"Ohh my, I am huge. I'm bigger than the bed." She reached a hand out, expecting to playfully rustle his hair, but instead finding her hand so big she easily palmed and grasped the entire top of his head. "Shit! You're so small!"
"Lindsey," he said sternly, "I'm the same size. You had a big growth spurt. You must be twelve or thirteen feet tall now. It happened right in the the middle of us... well. doing what we were doing." Sam marveled at her huge body, especially the massive breasts nearly staring him in the face.
"Mmm.. you mean when we were having sex? Mind blowing, earth shattering sex? Well, that explains why things felt so different at the end." He looked like he was lost in a trance, staring at her tits. "Sam?" She waved her huge hand in the air, "I'm up here."
"Sorry," he leaned his head back, straining to look her in the eye. "This is so surreal. I can't believe how big you are."
"Well, you said it was exciting seeing me bigger, so i guess this must be pretty exciting then. " He nodded. "Come here." She reached a hand out, encouraging him closer, then playfully palming his cute little butt cheek.
Even on his knees, he was only staring across at her lips, which were now huge and full, like the rest of her. All along, the growth hadn't just been making her taller, it had been making her bigger in every way. However, it had suddenly become much more apparent, with her face and body nearly twice as wide as his. He reached a hand up, marveling at how his hand pressed into one of her massive breasts.
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what does she do?
She encourages them to kiss. Her lips are huge, and he's not so much kissing her, but sucking on and licking her top lip. Then her tongue probes forward, and he's overwhelmed as it quickly fills his mouth and wedges it further open. He sucks on it for a moment, but the the sensation is more like being force fed a new york strip than kissing. He quickly gags and pulls away.
"Well that's kind of awkward. Maybe we should figure out just how big I am. Let me get to my feet."
Backing away from the bed gave him an even better perspective on how much she had grown. She was no longer just an usually tall girl, she was massive in every dimension. Her body rose up, and up.
"Ouch!" She said, as her head hit the cement dorm ceiling. "Shit, I didn't expect that." Then she looked down. Sam's head didn't even make it to her crotch. He was right! "Holy crap! I'm a giant!"
"Yeah, that's what I was trying to tell you! And it seems to be accelerating. Your last spurt was fourteen inches, but this one looks more like four feet! But don't worry, we'll get you into the lab and redouble our efforts figure out what is going wrong."
"Wrong?! Sam you have no idea what this feels like. It's incredible! Everything looks so cute and little, like I'm in a toy world. Even you, my little toy boyfriend." She bent down, reached her hand under Sam's armpits, and hoisted him off the ground.
"Lindsey?" He shouted out in surprise. The speed at which he rose and the way her hands were wrapping around his chest, made it equally exhilarating and disturbing. Dangling mid-air, he realized he was completely at her mercy. "I don't think this is a good idea. Can you put me down?"
"Is that really what you want? You told me this excites you, you can't stop staring at my tits, and you're already getting aroused again. Don't you want to have a little fun? Here, let me give you a hug." She pulled him in, taking care to slip his budding erection right between her tits before her arms compressed them inward.
"Uhhh, Lindsey?!" He said, both surprised and overwhelmed. His eyes were above hers now, and she smiled up at him. She was gently pulsing him into her body. "What are you ... doing?"
"I'm teasing my boyfriend. Does he like it?" Sam nodded. "Good. I don't know if it's the growth, or seeing you like this, but I really don't want to stop. I don't think having sex again is a good idea, but I bet I can think of some other fun things to try."
"Ohh yeah?" He replied, reflexively, his mind paying more attention to the feeling her her breasts smashing into his lap, and her skin sliding against his cock. Then abruptly, it ended, as she let him free and lifted him higher, his head bumping sharply into the ceiling, "Ouch!"
"Whoops, sorry honey. Let me make it up to you." The scene was surreal. She held him six feet off the ground and above her head, so she could slip him in her mouth, riding her tongue against him. It was strange in a good way. Instead of the awkward mouth-stuffing women acclimated themselves to, it was more like sucking a savory pop-sickle.
The sting on his head was quickly pushed away by the sensation of her tongue and lips on him. He grasped her head for support in a way that seemed natural but not at all normal, as it bobbed in and out. It took him a while to notice his knees were pressed into and braced against her breasts, and when he did he felt even more overwhelmed.
Lindsey felt her legs start to burn from squatting under the ceiling height. She let Sam out of her mouth, spotted the bed, and sat. However, the bed was really far down, and she landed much harder than she expected. The bed creaked and Sam's chest smashed awkwardly into her head. "Whoops!" She said, giggling.
Sam struggled to right himself, his feet finding purchase on her thighs and he was able to stand. Looking down, Lindsey's giant face was smiling up at him, sexier than she'd ever been. "This is absolutely crazy."
"Good crazy, I hope." She leaned in, her lips still a really pleasant height to find his cock, and lapped at him.
"Uhhh." The feeling of her tongue, her giant lips, it was incredible. "."
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side plot?
another girl takes the formula? Kaitlin takes the formula?
at first it's amazing, and opens doors for her with cheerleading, boys, etc.
her first jock boyfriend 'educates' her on pleasing a man... which she's embarassed about, but she takes his advice, assuming he's an expert...
as she gets bigger, she's 6'5", and then her jock boyfriend is intimidating and finds she "just isn't fun anymore".... because she makes him feel small.
a buff 6' weightlifter type approaches her (not intimidated because he thinks he's stronger). she's impressed and turned on by his muscular physique, and they have some kind of rough sex, and stay together as she grows to almost 7'. He's "concerned" and she checks in with the lab but they don't even know what's going on. / She finds him spending less time with her, so she tracks him down at the gym and casually tries to lift one of his reps (on a machine), and does it without much effort. He plays it off and says he normally lifts more, so he has her try the bigger one, and she strains, but lifts that too and likes it enough to do a bunch of reps... she gets curious and puts the machine on max (500lb) and strains more but lifts that too, commenting that it's "really fun". Afterwords she has a really good muscle 'pump', and wonders if she can do it with one hand, and with even more strain, she does. She naively asks "how much is that?" and he's floored that she did a 500lb curl. "that can't be right." he starts inspecting the machine, and she grabs him from behind and easily lifts him, commenting that "it felt about double his weight" / the whole thing is making her a little high on endorphins, and she tells him he needs to take her home "right now", because this is making her so wet she wants to fuck his brains out.... he isn't going to turn that down, but when she gets him home, she's a "little to much to handle" as their rough lovemaking turns uncomfortable for him. and by the end she's legit hurting him while enjoying herself, and he's asking her to stop, and finally he rages and tells her to get off and get out.. she tries to apologize, but he rages that there is something wrong with her and she needs to get ahold of it.
days later, she's sorrow filled in the lab talking to her geek buddy, lamenting losing her guy, and worried she's just a freak, and nobody will ever want her. / he awkwardly tries to explain how attractive he thinks she is, while not sounding smitten, and acknowleding the "challenge" of her situation. / "you seriously would date me looking like this? towering over you, still getting bigger?" / "yes." / "then how come you don't ever ask me out?" / .. he bashfully explains that when she started changing and dating jocks, he didn't think she'd at all be interested in him. / "you're stupid. really stupid. i've had a crush on you like, forever. and this whole new way i look is not putting me in any league except one guys are too intimidated to be with." / .. he offers some "words of understanding", some awkward silence, and nervousness, and then he finally asks her out.. / "yes! for a minute there i thought I was going to have to write an invitation on my forhead." / then more awkward conversation as they talk about what they should do on a "date" .... he's going to take her to a movie friday (in two days)... which creates more awkwardness because they are waiting two days...
she shows up wearing something tight. sporty, and short enough to show her belly... maybe a sports bra and crop top sweater (pic picpic)... which she apologizes about, because she doesn't have much to wear, and her other stuff doesn't fit or makes her look fat. / she's also now 7'2" even in sneakers. / he embarrassingly offers gushing compliments about how amazing she looks. they get funny looks from the ticker counter.
In the movie she steers them to a seat with a movable arm in the middle, and cozies up. he's nervously turned on, and she's just nervous. they shift a little, and then she puts her arm around him, which "fits" better.. she asks if this is "okay", and he says it's great, but he's distracted both by leaning back into her breast, and the way her hand is wrapping around and holding his thigh.
As he gets excited, his erection inches towards the place her thumb is resting, which has him equally embarrassed and excited. / when the contact happens, he wonders if she'll notice and react, but she doesn't seem to. / but then when she brushes her thumb on him, it sends chills right through his spine. / did she not even notice? how could she not? / he can't even think about the movie anymore, his entire being trying to avoid his erection being 'found out'.
she asks him a false question about the movie.. and then calls him out for 'not even watching, are you?'... which he doesn't answer. then asks "does it have anything to do with this?' and she gently rubs her thumb against the head of his cock. / "i'm sorry" he tries to apologize softly... but she whispers "no, it's okay. at least it's obvious you don't think i'm too much of a freak. if this is too much for a first date, I can stop." (awkward silence) "i just thought you might like it." (awkward silence) / "i do." / with that they wordlessly go back to watching, and she periodically brushes her thumb on the head of his cock.
at one point some people climb over them, and they both have to squrm to let them by.. but afterwords her thumb against finds it's way to rest on the bulge in his pants. a few moments later, she whispers, "i don't think either one of us is watching this movie. you want to get out of here?" / he nods, and they gently get up.
(maybe they run into someone in the lobby, and she quickly grabs his hands and wraps them tightly around her waist to force him behind her, hiding his erection while also pulling it against her butt. they have a short awkward conversation, both of them fully aware that he's hard and rubbing into her backside.
outside they giggle, and she jests "we better get you home before i get you in trouble"
at his apartment, the erection is subsided, and everything is a bit awkward as they drift back into 'friend zone' behavior. he sits a little far from her on the couch. they laugh about how bad the bits and pieces of the movie they caught were.
eventually she asks if she should go. / "no!? why would you say that?" / "well, it's just. i though we had a moment back there, but now you seem reluctant. maybe this isn't what you had in mind?" / "no, that's not it." he embarrassingly tries to admit how little experience he has with girls, and how nervous he is.
she says she doesn't care. before this all happened to her, she had hardly even kissed a boy. then she adopts some of the "sex teacher demeanor" of her first jock boyfriend,
she humerously suggests that "when a date is going really well, and the girl comes home with you, it's because she wants you to kiss her. want to give it a try?" / he nervously nods, and scoots in closer, and they gently kiss, softly first, then with some tongue, then he puts his arm around her and they get more passionate, but still gentle.
they finally break their kiss she offers a humorous compliment, like "for someone who hasn't had a girlfriend since high-school, you're a pretty good kisser." / "ohh yea? you're a good kisser yourself." / "ohh, i know. and i've also gotten good at a few other things."
she reaches under his butt and briefly lifts him in the process of urging him ontop of her, surprising him, "whoa.. holy, what?"
"ohh yeah, i've gotten kind of super-hero strong too."
his science curiosity got the best of him. "wait. what do you mean superhero strong?" she puts her hands under his butt, and proceeds to lift him clear off the couch. "holy crap. you didn't tell me about this."
"yeah, i kinda just found out. does that bother you?"she gently set him back on her lap.
"no! i mean.. why would it bother me? that's amazing. the formula must be doing something more than just encouraging cellular division. maybe it's altering the cellular ionic pump? or enhancing the effectiveness of atp? that could have other effects we don't even know about!"
"like increases to my libido? because hearing you geek out on the science is making me super turned on." she casually removes her top, and he goes googly eyed checking out her breasts. / after a few moments, she quips "...and when a girl takes her top off, she's inviting you to touch them..... if you want to, of course." / and he wastes no time palming and massaging her amazing and huge breasts, mesmerized by them.
meanwhile, she rubs his thigh, and finds his erection crawling through his jeans and gently caresses it -- which he briefly gasps at.
"i really liked touching you in the theater." she started rubbing the head through his jeans, encouraging him. "I could feel you getting tense but not moving, like you were trying to stay very still. Did you think it was an accident?"
"uhh, i didn't... kn..know.." he stuttered from the sensations.
"aww. that's so cute. I must have been teasing you for thirty minutes, and no pushy demands, no asking for more, you just didn't want me to stop, did you?" he gently shook his head. "i like that. do you mind if I tease you a little more before i give you your reward?" again, he gently shook his head.
she gently unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, guided his member to the middle, and started gently rubbing through his underwear. "maybe it's better it took us a while to get together. i had the biggest crush on you, but i had no idea what to do with boys. now i'm somewhat of an expert."
"An expert?" she nodded. then she slipped her fingers under his waistband, and against his bare skin, causing him to gasp and shudder, "uhh. ohh my god."
"no gods, just me. little old Lindsey. Well, not so little anymore, i guess. since we're doing this, there's one thing i need from you." he nodded. "i need you to promise you won't dump me because i get a little taller. i mean, if you want to dump me because i'm a bitch, or bad in bed, or just plain boring, that's fine, but not because i get a little taller, okay?"
"taller...is..." he struggled to respond, with her fingers gently milking and twisting the head of his cock, "no... problem... i like it."
"good. my last two boyfriends couldn't handle it. guess they weren't as much of a man as you are." Sam chuckled at that, knowing both of her previous boyfriends could pound him to a pulp in pretty much any physical contest, especially the weightlifting guy.
"you can laugh, but i'm not kidding....wait." her fingers suddenly stopped moving, still in his pants. "you like it? as in, you *like* it? are you into me being this tall? taller than everyone? Be honest."
"uhh, yeah, kinda?" he felt super self-conscious the moment he said it. what if she thought he was weird? or worse, a deviant of some kind. "is that bad?"
"Bad? no way. i'm into you. i'm freakishly tall. you're into freakishly tall girls. Seems like win win win to me. Shit. That really makes me want to have sex with you."
"Wait what? You want to what?"
"Sorry, that came out wrong. I don't want to push things too fast. You haven't had a girlfriend since high-school, and this is just a first date. Tonight I was just going to use my hand. Plus, i'm guessing you're a virgin." he nodded. "yeah, no sex tonight."
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