"How tall are you?"
"Five two," Joanne shrugged. I nodded, wishing Joanne to grow a foot taller. Once more she shuddered, her body seeming to stretch in front of me.
Joanne was near hyperventilating now, watching as the sleeves of her business jacket slid up her arms, her pant legs slowly rising on her legs. I watched as the statuesque realtor wobbled in her now smaller heels, a feeling of vertigo passing over her as she adjusted to her new height.
"Holy, shit, holy shit, holy shit," she whispered frantically. I watched as Joanne now spun almost comically in place examining her taller proportions. Joannes blue business suit now seemed comically undersized, the cuffs of her business jacket resting at her elbows while her slacks looked more like a pair of Capri pants, stretched tightly around her knees.
"Okay this is just crazy," she exclaimed, trying to adjust her tight clothing. I rubbed my chin thoughtfully, an impish smirk crossing my face. "True but its still missing something."
I now wished for Joannes breasts to grow larger. At her old height, she had been a small B cup with the loss of 15 years of wear and tear making them perkier but less prominent. Now though her small lumps began to grow. Joanne's eyes now grew wide in amazement as her breasts began to inflate like a balloon.
In minutes I watched Joannes breasts swell, going from small Bs to DD. Joanne seemed to approve if the changes, taking her hands and heating them up. A smile spreading across her face before one of the buttons of her blouse popped off.
"Hey I think thats big enough," she exclaimed. "I'm damn near bursting out of my clothes here!"
"Huh thats not such a bad idea," I grinned.
Joanne simply furrowed her brow, casting me a look of mirth as she studied herself. "Ha ha real cute there Joe," she replied flatly. "But seriously, holy hell!"
I watched Joanne now study herself. The petite brunette had grown into a true Amazon at this point. Large perky breasts with a slight curve and lean flat stomach. Obviously she approved of the changes, finding that her figure had remained trim as she grew into this imposing Amazonian of a woman. There was something vulnerably feminine yet powerful about the quirky brunette. "This is incredible," she whispered. "I don't know what to say?"
"Just say you'll hang around for a while," I said. "For fun. Besides I could change you up some more if you like. Make you smaller, younger, or keep making your taller. I'm game for whatever."
"Wait younger and smaller," she exclaimed. "Or even taller! You mean I could end up in grade school? Six inches or even 60 feet tall!"
"All intriguing options Joanne," I smiled. "So what do you say? You want to come in?"
"If it means I can get rid if these heels than sure," she stated. "Wish you could have grown my clothes with me. These things are pinching my feet."
"Maybe next time," I laughed. "But then where would the fun be? I think its more fun watching you shrink or grow out of your clothes."
Joanne blushed slightly, a nervous laugh escaping her lips as she smiled at me. "Your an odd one kid but sure why not. Let's see where this goes."