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After a very long time(I believe almost a year now) I bring you my first ever finished Mini Giantess Slow Growth Story: Two Friends.

 I hope you all enjoy it. It's not very long, but I wanted to complete it so that I could continue writing other stories I have in store for you all in coming weeks.

I now present to you: Two Friends!

Two Friends
By Beetlebomb
Inspiration: Slow-growth Mini-Gts(w/ BE) content has always been scarce, and with the lack of not too many writers I've decided to write this story. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you!

Please close this now if you are under the legal age of your area to view such soft porn content. I am not responsible for any youngsters reading erotic stories.


    My life... well it was about as normal as you could get. I never really did have that many friends, but there was this girl I grew up with next door. Her name was Gen. We noticed one another across lawn hedges one day and ever since then we have inseparable. I always believed it was destiny.

    Her soft brunette hair rested just below her shoulders, and radiated a beautiful shine whenever in the sunlight. And her big green eyes were so welcoming and warm. They could always convince me of anything if I just stared at them long enough. She was gorgeous, but I could never tell her that.

    She was no ordinary girl though. She was very short; at four foot eleven, and very concealed and shy. I always thought she just had neglectful parents, but that was just how she was. And I was just fine with that.

    I believe in the saying that opposites attract because Gen and I were exactly that. I was always a very outgoing person, and would be the first to step up to any challenge that faced me. My six foot frame only helped accentuate my confidence, and my Swedish/Japanese heritage gave me a very attractive appearance that I never knew I had.

    It all began when Gen and I first entered High School...


    We both went to Belltuckers High, a very strict and competitive spirited school. It was our first year as freshmen and we were the fresh meat. Like any other school, there were your designated 'cliques' of geeks, nerds, jocks, stuckups, and others. We, the freshmen, got to be torn apart by the ferocious social standards of High School until we finally understood what category of 'person' we fell into.

    Only knowing Gen made it very difficult to explore and make new friends. We were all like a small school of Guppy fish sticking close together, exploring our new surroundings in groups of two.

    But as time passed and days became weeks and weeks became months. Sooner then later, Gen and I found ourselves finally settling into our new school.

    Both Gen and I were always very bright students and our freshmen year of High School went by very smoothly with little to no disruptions.

    And Summer once again entered our lives faster and quicker then we ever expected. Gen and I continued our daily routine of spending time with each other. We'd do every kind of imaginable thing from invisible basketball to playing old super nintendo games in the middle of the night.

We were once again. . . inseparable.

    And like that old saying, "Time flies by when your having fun" it did. Before we knew it our parents were dragging our asses out of bed early in the morning once more. Preparing us the day before school to grab last-minute school supplies.

    I wasn't as unhappy as you may think though. Knowing that Gen and I were no longer the freshmen of Belltuckers High was enough to make anyone smile with glee.

    Sophomore year had its rough start too. Though not nearly as severe as Freshmen year. It seemed like a curse had befallen upon the school. I didn't see a single smile for almost two weeks. Everyone in school had that zombified look to their faces. It gave the school a gloomy atmosphere. I felt as if my head was going to explode from all the depression in the air. As always it faded in good time, though.

    Halfway through the school year Gen started making new girl-friends and at first I was very happy for her. I could tell her mood had completely changed, but when she started sitting at their lunch bench instead of ours I was starting to become a bit lonesome. I wasn't having nearly as much luck finding a group of guy-friends.

    It soon came to the point where I wouldn't speak to her for a couple days. Maybe a wave here and there between periods, but nothing more. And soon enough we stopped speaking all together. My best friend. . .was gone.

    The drama between Gen and I was enough to distract me for the rest of the year. Summer began and I would look out my window in the morning to see Gen in her bathing suit with a big smile on her face. Ready to hit the beach with her friends. I was the complete contrast of her situation at that time. There she was in the sun, her brunette hair sparkling as she ran to get into her friends big shiny red convertible car, ready to hit the beach. And me, in my room, with the lights off and curtains closed by myself. Playing video games by myself can only get so entertaining...

    My interest in Gen soon became an obsession. Every morning I'd get my binoculars out and peer out of my window to see if I could get a glimpse of this beautiful girl that I once referred to as my friend. I'd dream about her at night, whether I wanted to or not, of the day that I would build up enough courage to just pick up the phone and call her.

    But it was only getting harder and harder as summer wore on. I couldn't help but notice Gens' figure changing. . . maturing. She was no longer my next door childhood friend, but my next door dream girl.

    Her frame had completely changed. She used to have the figure of a young boy. No hips, or breasts to show, but as I watched her each and every day I starting taking notice of her hips slowly widening and hear bosom swelling. It seemed almost every week that her breasts and hips were becoming more prominent, and she was taller as well.

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    I entered the Belltuckers High main gates with a new stride to my step, and a entirely different mind set. More then ever was I determined to start a friendship--if anything, with Gen again. But almost instantaneously the moment that that thought crossed my mind I was confronted with Gen in the locker room. She was just three lockers away, and looking amazing.

I involuntarily brushed my hair back as quietly crept to my locker door. Trying to go unnoticed.

I saw her turn around towards me and I quickly mimicked her trying to hide my face, but much unlike my plan I quickly got stopped by a firm tanned hand being placed on my shoulder.

"Peter? Peter is that you!? Oh my god, how have you been? I've been looking for you all summer!"

I turned around to see a barely recognizable beautiful brunette girl gazing up at me from my shoulders. My first reaction was of how much she had grown! She must have been close to five foot five by now.

My shock got the best of me because she had noticed me staring.

I explained to her that we must have just kept missing each other and that I went on a short trip to Oregon to visit my uncle, which was a lie. She could tell that I was already gawking over her new body.

"I see you like my new tan. You know, it's not only that. Lately I've been growing like a weed! Guess it's better to have a late growth spurt then none at all, huh? hehe"

I spiked a tent in my jeans after hearing her talk about being bigger. This was not the Gen that I knew. She was never that forward, and definitely not about her body. I always had a thing for tall girls. Not that Gen was tall, but she was just so damn attractive.

She explained that she joined a volleyball team during the summer with her friends now that she wasn't so short. And just as she was about to go into a story the bell rang. She grabbed me tight and held me into a very long embrace. I could feel her large breasts pushing softly into my chest. That was a new, pleasant feeling.
   
    Throughout tenth grade my relationship between Gen regained it's original status and then some. We began going out to movies and taking walks at the park together like normal High School couples did. It wasn't until recently that over the phone Gen referred our plans to go as a date. From that point forward there was no holding back.

   
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    Five years later. . .

Gen and I got married three years ago and took our honeymoon to Hawaii. We had both decided on no kids during the trip for our on personal reasons.

When our honeymoon vacation was over we took a plane back to California and bought a home in a small suburban town.

It was saturday night when it began. . .



"Honey, you better hurry! They're not going to hold the seats for us much longer, we've got 15 minutes!".

"Coming coming! hold your horses. I can't get this damn last button on my dress!!"

We decided to go out for dinner at a well known Sushi restaurant called Makado. She always told me about how much she enjoyed oriental food so I thought tonight would be the perfect night to get her frisky by making her happy.

I knocked on the bathroom door, being polite.

As she unlocked the door I took a quick glance at her figure. It seemed all the more spectacular tonight. It was in the air. Her long black dress helped accentuate all of the right curves.

 She walked up to me in her matching black high heels "Honey, help me out here."

I reached up and tried myself, "Babe, there's no way that is going to fit. Just forget it. You look fine. We gotta go!"

 As we stepped out the door I noticed her head leaving the house slightly closer to the top of the door frame then before. I quickly dismissed the thought for her heels.

    We walked in with only seconds to spare. The bar chefs all looked up at us greeted us kindly upon our entrance. A young man took our menus and guided us towards our reserved bar stools. I let Gen have the honors of ordering first. I found it so cute as she mispronounced everything on the Sushi chart. She leaned in to ask me what a 'ikura' was just as my mind traced off into the abyss by the generous amount of cleavage she was displaying unknowingly to me. I'm not quite sure what shes been eating, but they definitely looked larger then her old High School B's. She must have put on some weight. Once again I dismissed the thought.

     I roughly counted eight different sushi orders from Gen. The chef turned around and began preparing the food. I signaled him and asked if I could take MY order. I could tell that Gens cheeks were reddening from embarrassment.

I decided to order light tonight. A simple California roll did the trick for me.

And while we waited for our food I politely commented on her nice dress.

She smiled and looked down at herself. Her button problem earlier at home was still on her mind. It was then that we both noticed simultaneously that another button was undone.

We stared silently in question as I also took note that the third button looked stressed as well. I told her that I could've sworn that she only needed one button done up.

"You definitely didn't miscount honey. It was definitely one. This is strange, suddenly feel very exposed."

 I comforted her and said not to worry. I explained how many women keep a couple buttons open to look sexy. She did seem a little too exposed though.

Just as she was about to retort the food was dropped right in front of us. Gen dove right in and ate like she had been fasting all week.

"I don't know what's coming over me, honey. I just feel so hungry all of a sudden!"

I stared in disbelief as she gobbled down piece by piece. Just when she devoured her last piece she looked up at me and looked at my spicy tuna roll.

"You gonna eat that?"

 I slid the wooden board over to her.

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    The drive home was quiet. We both knew what had happened, but we both kept in silence all the way home.



"Ouch! These damn heels! They're killing me! I should have worn my normal shoes."

She was right. Her feet looked very red.

She leaned back on the couch and rested her legs on my lap.

"Can you rub them for me, sweety?" she whimpered playfully.

 "Awww Gen... Do I haf'tah?" She just looked at me with her puppy dog face and her big green eyes staring up to me(still, thankfully).

I gave in and started massaging her feet. Once again I got that strange feeling though that something was off. You'd think that after spending several years dating a girl you'd know proportionately how big every part of her body is, but I could've sworn that her feet looked bigger.

I didn't mention it once again.



    Our exhaustion got the best of us and we both hit the hay immediately.

    When I woke up I found Gen already awake in the bathroom, brushing her teeth. I got up, yawned, and shuffled my way over to her. My eyes were still half open from just waking up. I stared into the mirror... and that was when I noticed I was not hallucinating yesterday. I don't think she had noticed yet that I had noticed her noticing that I had noticed.

    She did a quick dash back and forth with her eyes on the mirror, mentally comparing our heights. A soft grin formed on her face before she turned to cover it up. The top of her head was at the bridge of my nose which was certainly suprising. It's as if she never took off her heels.

And another thing....her breasts exploded overnight!  She had to be packing a solid D-cup by now. Through her thin night shirt you could see her erect nipples poking out. I immediately got an erection.

"What's new?" she asked me through the mirror.

 All while non-consciously posing for me in the mirror. Oh god, how her ass stuck in that ripe peach position-- oh and her boobs... everything a man could imagine up. Simply amazing.

    She stood there waiting for my answer. She caught me daydreaming right in front of her. I had the vision of lust in my eyes and it would not go away. She could tell. Gen knew what I wanted and 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 "wait a second, my shoes--!!".

    We were in bed having the best sex I could ever imagine. My hands traveling all around her now, larger body. Her breasts looked so full and smooth...so warm.

 She got on top and stared down past my eyes. My dick already inside her, pumping away and I could feel her vaginal muscles flexing and spasming everytime I thrusted. My cheeks were slapping up against her left and right boob. Occasionally I would try and catch a thick nipple in my mouth. She was making these soft groaning sounds, and it just added more fuel to my lust.

Within minutes we were both screaming. It was too much, her perfectly tear-drop shaped breasts were right in front of me bouncing up and down. They felt so soft!

I passed out after cuming.

   

   
    I awoke to the sizzling sound of bacon. How long was I asleep? I got up and headed towards the kitchen.


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-- Edited by Beetlebomb at 00:04, 2008-09-18

-- Edited by Beetlebomb at 00:49, 2008-09-18