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Two Friends

By Beetlebomb

Inspiration: I've always wanted to see more Slow-growth Mini-Gts content, and with the lack of writers and very little people interested (or admit to enjoying) this type of content i've decided to write my first story. I hope you enjoy. Thanks!

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My life's been pretty good for the most part. I didn't have many friends, but I did have a friend I grew up with nextdoor, her name was Gen, and ever since the day we met at the age of 6 we were inseparable. We'd do everything together as a group of boys would do at our age. We were nothing but friends... at least until we got older.

Gen had little lower then shoulder length brunette hair and soft green eyes that could easily convince anyone to do anything just by the mere look of them. She was gorgous. I never told her my feelings about her although.

Gen was no ordinary girl though, at least in my mind. She was very shy throughout our childhood and I guess you could say I developed a bully sort of attitude with her. It was nothing i liked personally, but it just came out whenever I was around her: "Hey, get some more tokens for us" or "You don't need mustard on your that!". I don't know, maybe I'm wrong but it sure as hell doesn't feel that way.

As we got older around 10 to 12 I went into puberty first and I grew faster and taller then most people at our school. I hated having to look down at Gen whenever we met up. It felt awkward like i was much older then her when in reality we were just a few months apart. You could say i was a full head taller then her, but she always insisted to me that it was her "puffy" hair. This new found height I acquired really pulled our friendship a distance. We still kept in touch and spoke on the phone at least once a week so we weren't strangers, but it was nothing like the earlier days I had with her. The truth was I had more fun with her then i did with the group of friends I had at age 12. I wanted to tell her I was sorry for my acts of bullying her around, but I could never pull up enough guts to say it.

A couple more years passed, about 4 or 5. I was done growing, and my contact with Gen was almost gone now. Going into Highschool with tons more kids then any middleschool or elementary school could give. I'd see her maybe once a month running by with her books like she was a freshman or something. She looked like one too. I could swear if I was to put the Gen 5 years ago and have her stand next to the one i was looking at now there wouldn't be any difference. I was in shock. The next day I decided to pick up the phone and call her. Our conversation revolved around " OH how've you been!" "Oh yea, summer was great" but really I wanted to ask her if she missed hanging out and that I was sorry still about my past attitude that caused our friendship to crumble to pieces. When I hung up the phone I cursed to myself "F**K! you're pathetic, Jake, pathetic". I told myself that I would just go right out and tell her the next time I saw her in person.

The morning came fast, and I woke up with almost no problem. It felt sort of energizing knowing I was going to get this off my back and starting to talk with Gen again.

My first 3 periods went by fast. Then lunch came... and left. My next 3 period went by fast too, and then the school was let out. I made sure to run to the front of the school to look for Gen when she came out. I couldn't help but notice all the hot girls that i'd never seen in my school. I went into a trance as I saw the lead cheerleader of my school walk by. Her breasts bouncing in her semi-tight suit, but eventually it faded and i saw Gen shlumped forward holding all her books in her big backpack looking all depressed. Like some instinct I had I didn't even ask myself anything, I just ran up to her and told her "Here let me help you with these." She didn't really say anything, just looked at me and smiled. Mind you she was a lot shorter then me. I was was 6'2" and she was only 5'0". I was like a monster to her, but she knew I was doing this for good intentions.

We talked for a short time as we walked down the sidewalk and before we knew it we were at her house. It was a normal sized house in California, nothing big. A one story house with a perfectly trimmed lawn. We walked inside and I set the backpack just inside the door (it was really heavy!). She told me to sit down on the couch and I did. Before sitting down she went into her kitchen and made us some tea which we used to have all the time when we were little. Our parents loved it and we wanted to be just like them. As she set the 2 glasses down on the table she put her hands on her lap and asked if there was anything I wanted to tell her. I swear she knew I was nervous, but she just smiled. I took a deep breathe and told her, "Yes i do. I never meant to be such a big bully back when we were friends. I wanted to speak to you to appologize for what I did, and honestly i'd really like to have you be my friend once again. I never had as much fun as when I was with you." I let out a long sigh, relieved that I finally got that all out.

She reached out and gave me a long hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I never thought you'd tell me that. You know i never thought of you as a bully. The reason why I stopped speaking to you was because I thought you were thinking of me as a freak for being so short compared to you", in complete shock I told her that i never thought of her that way.

Ever since that day we hung out like it was 10 years ago. Once again we were inseparable.

Some time went by and all was well until one day when we were having lunch at school together... she gave me a kiss, and not just a ordinary kiss on the cheek like she'd always done, no, this one was on the lips! I looked her straight in the eyes and I knew from that day on we'd be boyfriend and girlfriend. I gave her a big hug just as the bell rang. We held hands as we walked to class together.

Another 5 years went by, highschool ended, and we were still a couple. The only difference you would see between us is that she had a late growth spurt. Nothing big, just enough to be noticable over the course of 5 years. I'd say she was around 5'5". About average height. I can tell you it definately boosted up her self-confidence and i didn't have to pick her up to give her a kiss anymore. By now though our relationship was a lot more intimate. We were having sex almost every other day and with her new found height it was almost as if SHE wanted to lead! I would occasionally let her be on top. One other thing I had noticed but didn't mention to her was that she got boobs! Nothing big like her height, but definately noticable. Now i'm not very good with bra sizes but I bet you they were B-cups. I know she didn't even need to wear a bra when we first started dating. Now i'm a breast man too so I was all over them. I think she knew from the beginning.

One day I came over to her house and opened the door (I had a key now) to find her sitting on the couch eating a bag of chips and watching TV. I ignored whatever show was on and just sat down next to her and gave her a quick peck on the lips. Something looked different about her though... was I slouching? I straighted my back up against cushion and sorta just sized her up. She definatly did look taller. That's impossible though! Gen is 5'5" and just finished her late growth spurt a year ago... "Gen, honey. Are you sitting on something because you look... taller." she replied, "Hmm? Nope. I guess I'm still growing a little." With arms in the air she did a light yay. She was happy and I was definately happy so all was well. I ended up stealing her chips by the end of her Maury show.

The next night we decided on going out to dinner for some Sushi. I know she always liked it and I thought tonight i'd like to rile her up and make her happy. This new found height of hers was really turning me on. I knocked on her door, being polite, and slowly walked in "Honey, you better hurry! Their not going to hold the seats for us much longer, we're allready 5 minutes late!". From across the house I heard "Coming coming! I can't get this last button on my top!!" She walked up to me with her high heels. "Honey, help me out here" I reached up and tried to do it myself but with no luck, "Babe, there's no way that thing is going to fit. Just forget it, you look fine. We gotta go!" With that we both stepped out the door. I noticed her head looked closer to the top of the door then before, but I just excused it for her high heels.

We walked in with literally seconds left. The chefs at the counter screamed at us something that sounded like "Comb-Balm-Wah" Which i'm guessing is hello or welcome is Japanese. We immediately took our reserved bar stools and began ordering. Politely I let her order first. Gen couldn't pronounce half the things she wanted from the Sushi chart so she leaned in with her heaving B-cu-- wait...her now C-cup breasts (wow) hanging out at the old japanese man. I roughly counted 8 different sushi orders (Pairs of 2) that she pointed out. The chef turned his back on me and prepared making the food. I signaled him and asked if I could take my order. He had thought that she ordered for the two of us. I could tell her cheeks were red from embarrassment. I just ordered a spicey tuna roll and Ikura. While we waited I briefly commented on her nice clothes. She said, "I would look better if I could have gotten this last butto..." she faded as she looked down. Out of the 5 buttons on her shirt, she managed to get 4 up when we left the house, there were only 3 closed now and the third looked stretched to it's limits. We both just stared at each other for a minute then I broke the silence, "Didn't you need help with only 1 button? I must have miscounted" in a shocked voice she replied "No, you didn't miscount, it was definately one...this is very strange honey. Suddenly I feel very contricted and exposed." comforting her I said, "Don't worry, you look fine. Many women leave a couple buttons open to show some cleavage" I smirked. Just as she was about to say something the food was dropped in front of us and without a word she dove right in and ate 1 whole piece of sushi at a time, without giving time to dip it in soy sauce or anything! I just stared in amazement as she gobbled down piece by piece. Just when she was finishing up the last of her albacore she turned to me and looked at my spicey tuna roll. You gonna eat that? I stared with my eyes open, i figured she already noticed me staring. "Nope, go ahead." Sliding the wooden board over to her."

The drive home was quiet. Obviously we both knew something wierd was going on with her body but it just felt to strange to bring it up every 5 minutes. We got back to her home and sat down on the couch. "Ouch these heels were really killing me on the way back. I should have wore normal shoes. No one there was wearing anything fancy." Gen said, removing them. She was right though, her feet looked very red and painful. She leaned back on the couch and rested her legs on my lap. "Can you rub them for me, sweety?" playfully I responded "Ewww no!" She just made a puppy dog frown with her big green eyes. Of course I gave in and started massaging her feet. Once again I got that strange feeling that they were bigger. You'd think that after spending several years dating a girl you'd know proportionately how big every part of her body is, but that wasn't the case for me the past 2 weeks.

I decided to spend the night (like usual). We both just dropped right into bed to exhausted to play around and we fell right to sleep.

When I woke up I found Gen allready awake in the mini-bathroom built into her bedroom, brushing her teeth. I slowly got up, yawned, and shuffled my way over to her. With my eyes half open I started into the mirror... and that was when I noticed I was not hallucinating yesterday when she walked through the door. She was definately taller. I don't think she had noticed yet but without saying anything she saw my wide-eyed-open-mouth face. She did a quick dash back and forth with her eyes on the mirror and started jumping with joy while holding my shoulders. "Baby baby baby baby baby!!! I'm taller! I'm taller Wooh wooh, mhmm I"m taller, yes i am.." Making it into a song. I would have guessed her at around 5'8" allready. The top of her head was at the bridge of my nose, certainly suprising. It's as if she never took of her heels but she was in bare feet. And another thing....her breast were huge! At least to me they were, they must have grown along with her body, and then some! She had to be a D-cup. Through her thin night shirt you could see her erect nipples poking out. I immediately got an erection. "Well baby, you gonna say anything?" Posing for me in all differen't ways. Oh my god, her ass....her boobs... everything was amazing. I had the vision of lust in my eyes and it would not go away. She could tell. Gen was ready because I put my hand behind her head and kissed her so passionately and long that I think she saw stars. She tore off my shirt and pants faster then you could say whatever the **** that japanese dude at the bar said. We were in bed having the best sex I could ever imagine. My hands would not leave her huge soft firm breasts. They looked so full and smooth. She was on top now even though I was taller then her. With my dick allready inside her I could feel her vaginal muscles flexing and squeezing it everytime I thrusted inside her. My cheecks were rubbing up against her left and right boobs. Occasionally a nipple would slip inside my mouth and I would suck. She'd make a soft groan and we'd go even harder. Within minutes we were both screaming. It was too much, her breasts were so perfectly tear-drop shaped and yet would feel so soft when you squeezed them. I passed out.

I awoke to the sound of sizzling on a pan. How long have I been asleep? I got up and krept up to the kitchen in my underwear. Gen was cooking me breakfast.