She was staring at my cock and caressing her breasts lightly.
I wished for them to double in size.
She kept staring until she heard her shirt rip.
She looked at me with a scared look on her face as her breasts grew to the size of basketballs and ripped her shirt right off. Her bra was straining.
She stood up and turned away from me as a bus pulled up.
She was very embarassed.
I wished to find a shirt on the ground that would fit her and I picked up a big football jersey.
"Hey Danielle, here." I held it out to her and she looked, then turned to me. I glanced at the bus and wished that she'd grow more, and then not take the bus. Her hand touched mine and a small spark flew between us. She pulled the shirt on and looked at the bus, signaling for the driver to hold on. She grabbed her things and turned to me.
"Well, Joe, it was nice to. . ."
She was as tall as me.
There was ripping noise as her feet grew out of her shoes.
"It's happening again. . ." she said.
Her pants got tighter until her legs burst out of them. She got taller and taller. . . 7 foot sexy woman. . . 8. . . 9. . .
The jersey began to strain as her chest came along for the ride . . .
She reached for my hand but she burst into growth and picked me up. . . 45 foot tall busty beautiful girl. . .50. . . 60. . .
I wished that she'd stop at 69, and behold. . . Danielle.
She looked at me and gasped for breath. . ."That was amazing, Joe. . .but look at me. . .what am I going to do?"
I was a tiny man in a giantess' hand. What could I say?