Having just orgasmed, the trout’s deliciously strong scent was permeating the room. With a trembling fin, her giant fingers gripped the door handle gingerly and twisted it.
Stretch! Oh Triton! The spurts were growing stronger! The last one really shot her up! Even on her knees she was now crouching against the room. Ten feet? Eleven? She might give giraffes a rub for their money now. Hell, she might wind up looking down on Orcas! How big would she get?
Well aware of how huge she was now, the trout quickly swung the door open and ducked under the frame. With a worried glance, she found herself in the darkened room with the device turned off.
Stretch! Her hips widened to nearly the width of the door frame. She gasped and carefully crawled through the door and into the chamber room. Everything looked absolutely puny now!
Standing, the trout stood next to the giant chamber and tried to roughly measure herself. She was easily twelve feet tall bow! Her jaw dropped and she laughed maniacally, noting her louder deeper voice echoing through the darkened room.
Stretch! It was getting stronger and stronger. Amelia didn’t mind! The sensation was so intense that she felt her clit swell again between her lips. Big! So big! Bigger! She wanted to outgrow a blue whale. She wanted to be the biggest fish in the world.
One way for sure she knew to help it along. She panted, slid down against the wall, and leaned back with a huge horny grin to go in for for round two.
Stretch! She felt herself go through a massive spurt. Another foot at least had just soaked in! She was well over thirteen feet tall. Slurp, slurp, slurp, her fin hand squished in her wet and hot pussy.
STRETCH! Orgasm was imminent. She let out a deep grunt and felt release happening.
The world whited out. Amelia felt a rich and powerful pleasure the likes of which she had never known. She practically doubled in size, surpassing twenty feet tall as she desperately kicked her twitching leg. Her foot touched the opposite wall again. She found herself hugging the chamber in the center of the room, having to scrunch down to make herself smaller and avoid hitting the cables and pipes in the ceiling.
Stretch! Another half a foot? Sure, why not! The trout opened her teary eyes and felt the distinct sense of ‘uh-oh’ as she realized she was trapped in the room and still growing.