“You need to wish up some furniture.”
Joanne sat across from me in the giant empty foyer as we took sips off a bottle of wine we had found in the cellar. At six foot two tall, poor Joanne’s business suit was in tatters and barely hiding her modesty as it strained against her giant body. I wished she would slowly grow in size.
A pop would occasionally sound here and there as stitches blew out.
“Not a fan of the old house smell. How old is this place anyway?”
“Uh, I think it was built as a Victorian.” Jo sipped her wine and passed it back. “Previous owners brought everything up to code.”
“I’m feeling some renovations,“ I grinned. “Watch this.”
I wished for the already lavish mansion to become brand new. All around us, the foyer suddenly flickered and twinkled as magic rippled out from around me and through the vast halls and rooms of the estate.
Joanne sat and gaped, her skirt finally tearing up her thigh and revealing naked hip as everything became shimmery, clean, and new. Old faded paint on the ceiling above the grand chandelier revealed an elaborate design that had been originally hand painted.
The floor groaned as the worn hardwood faded back to a gorgeous pristine state. The entire house groaned and crackled around us as every inch of it restored to a state of perfection and lost wear. Joanne sat in shock as her jacket finally burst open, revealing the tightly pert breasts squeezed up under her too tight blouse.
“Holy shit…” the realtor whispered.
“Does that bring the value up?” I joked.
“Don’t think I didn’t feel that, by the way.” She looked down at herself and blushed the deepest shade of red I’d ever seen. She crossed her legs to hide the navy blue panties hiding her most intriguing parts. The shoulders of her blazer burst and she pulled off the sleeves one by one, marvelling as her blouse revealed midriff. “So, uh, you into big girls, then?”
I shrugged and blushed too, a little bit rosy from the wine and the view, as her blouse buttons began to pop off one by one as her torso got too big around and her jutting rack strained the stitching further. The waist of her skirt finally snapped with a final rip and she gasped as it fell, revealing her straining panties attempting to hold against a tight camel toe.
“Well. Looks like you’re gonna see everything anyway, huh?” A seven foot tall brunette released her hair from a ponytail and fluttered it over her shoulder, giggling as she ripped off her blouse and spread out, showing me tits constrained by a bra that was about to die against the massive cups they were now attempting to hold onto.
“Looks that way.”
“This is so fucking weird.” She giggled, shaking her head. “Whatever. Fuck. I’m only growing in size. No big deal.”
SPROING! Her bra let go at the back and flung off, freeing pert breasts that sponged back into their proper shape. Her nipples were pert. A final tear snapped off the elastic around her waist and she yanked away her fallen panties.
A naked and increasingly tall seven and a half foot tall brunette sat across from me grinning. I grinned back, blushing, and she threw her head back and swung her long hair over her shoulder.
“Well?” She grinned. “What are you going to do with me, Joey? I might add, there’s more and more of me by the second.”
I grinned wider and nodded excitedly. “Indeed there is. Stand up! Let’s see how you measure up.”
Joanne giggled, breasts jiggling as she stood up tall against the foyer and climbed ever taller. Her excitement was palpable as she put her hand over her head and felt herself climbing up the wall. Eight feet tall and still growing. Tall and leggy, stretching and growing in proportion, she was truly a sight to behold.
“Shit.” She gaped, looking down at me as I approached her and looked up. “You look so tiny!”
“I am!” I insisted, blushing deeper. “Look at you!”
“Yeah!” She turned, putting her hands on the wall and jutting out her ass. “Look at me!”
I stared in awe as she grew bigger and bigger and bigger still. In time, she was approaching the height of the chandelier hanging over the foyer and nearly 12 feet tall. She looked back at me, turning, and I could see the clear lubrication dewing around her fuzzy bush.
“This... this is doing something for you?”
“I’m the biggest woman in the world.” She grinned, putting her hand on her hip and lording over me. “Isn’t it doing something for you?”
I nodded, glancing at the tent in my pants.
“Ahhh...” The giant woman knelt down and grinned lovingly at me. “What say we put me to good use, huh? It can’t get any weirder, right?”