I've been working on this story for quite some time now. I feel like it has developed quite nicely so far. Enough to post it on here, at least. Let me know what you think! Comments, and Suggestions are all welcome!
So without further adieu, I present to you: The Dream-- Part 1!
Suddenly, I was back in my room, looking about with a passive expression across my face. What had just happened? Was it all just a dream or had I really just experienced what was in the fact the true figure of god.
Chills ran down my spine as I realized how cold the room was. I got up to slip into bed, but before I could I heard my phone off in the distance.
*Brllrlrlrllriiing*
*Brlrlrlrlrliiiing*
I cleared my throat "H-Hello?", whispering for no reason.
"Hey Pete, it's Katie! My dad's on his way over right now to pick you up, alright? Get your stuff together! See ya' there!" Before I could respond she hung up the phone.
It was the reason why I had agreed to go to the Dodger's game in the first place: Katie was the girl I had always wanted to be with. She had everything I had ever wanted in a girl. Charm, looks, and of course the all so needed humor.
She always did keep her blonde hair long. Usually she'd tie it off in a ponytail though to keep the wind from blowing it into her face.
I'd take glances at her beautiful crystal blue eyes whenever I could, and her cute little button nose too, which was lightly sprinkled with freckles. To be honest it was hard not to look at her. She had an incredible pearly white smile, and she would flaunt it at me-- unintentionally of course-- but still, it made me jealous because I could never get my teeth that white no matter how hard I tried.
I released my attention from my light day-dreaming just in time to hear a car pull into the driveway. I put my sneakers on and met up with Katie's father. He was taking me to their house, where we'd meet up with Katie, and a couple of her other friends.
I never did tell her how much I felt for her, but I can still remember all the countless times I admitted to liking her in my head. I would picture us standing beside one another - no where in particular and then reaching out for her delicate hand. "I really do enjoy spending time with you, Katie.", I'd say. She would always tilt her head down in embarrassment, and that was how the dream always ended. I told myself that I would someday make that dream come true, but I was too nervous to make any moves towards her.
"So! You lookin' forward to the game, Petey?" Joe asked as I stepped into the car.
"Yes Mr.Haughnessy!" I tried to appear as jocund as possible, faking my excitement for the Baseball game.
"Hey there, Pete." I heard Katie's friend call to me from behind.
Sarah was a nice girl and pretty too. I never really was attracted to African girls, but she really knew how to compose herself well. She stood at around 5 foot 4 - the same height as Katie - and I guess you could say she was Katie's B.F.F.(Best Friend Forever).
The chatter between Sarah and Mr.Haughnessy made the drive go by slowly, but we did eventually pull up to the house. Katie's little sister, Annie and her friend Cathrine were nearby. I was beginning to wonder where Katie was, but moments before I could ask my eyes darted over to the sound of the front door slamming open. Katie leaped out and embraced her BFF in a long, and seemingly painful hug.
Katie's breasts were small in comparison to Sarah's large E's, but I couldn't complain because they both looked good being smashed against one another in their loving embrace.
This was where the beginning of my problems began.
I can recall Katie saying "Sarah! It's been a while! How have you be--
And then it happened. As quickly as a scratched DVD player would hiccup during a movie.
Once... twice... and then a third time. I felt as if the world around me was spinning faster than a broken merry go-round, and then suddenly without warning... it just stopped.
I was back in Katie's father's car.
"So! You lookin' forward to the game, Petey?" I heard Joe ask me, looking cheerfully at me with the same warm smile.
I felt the hairs on my neck stand up as I realized what had just happened. The first thing I told myself was not to make a scene. It was difficult to say the least.
"Y-Yes sir, Mr.H-Haughnes-ssy!" I managed to stutter out loud.
We passed the same cars, and made the same left turns followed by a right one. It was all too familiar...but not quite the same. I took note that some colors were different on the billboards, and a new person or two were walking down the sidewalk. Nothing strange, just not what I had remembered.
And this time in what seemed like no time at all I found us parked, once again, right in front of Katie's house.
My eyes darted to the door, knowing exactly what would soon come out of it.
Sure enough Katie came barging out the front door and leaped right into Sarah's open arms. While in their strong embrace I made a quick double-take. The top of Katie's head cleared over Sarah's by almost two inches! Before I could react, my mind focused on Katie's voice.
"It's been so long Sarah! How have you been?!"
"Good good. Wow look at you, you're taller than me! You've grown so much since I've last seen you!"
"Yea well, you know!" the two girls giggled simultaneously just as Katie turned and focused her attention towards me.
"Heyyyyy Peeeterrrrrrr..." I heard her say, slowly drawing her arms out for a friendly, yet awkward hug.
My tall 6'5" frame was one of the reasons why the embrace was so awkward. The top of her head easily rested on my chest.
That was when the familiar sensation overcame me once again. Though it was not as intense, I repositioned my legs so that I wouldn't collapse.
I remember looking down at her and feeling her embrace grow slightly firmer. At first I thought she was trying to prevent me from falling, but then I noticed how her grasp around me was slowly slipping higher and higher up my body as the seconds ticked by. Soon enough I found myself in a much more loving embrace by a slightly taller version of the Katie I had just last remembered.
"Oh Petey, I'm so glad you came!" Her demeanor had changed entirely, and her expression was a lot more friendly than earlier. For some strange underlying reason, it felt natural.
Just as I was recovering I was hit by another wave of nausea.
Once again I watched as Katie's body, still wrapped around me, stretched taller and taller. I could feel my hands sliding down her smooth back. First rubbing against he bra strap and then just below it.
"We're going to have SO much fun!" she added, releasing me from the long hug.
Her forehead was level with my shoulders. It felt strange, but strangely familiar.
I tried to play it cool and began averting my eyes away from her, but something- actual two somethings , caught my eye. I looked down in shock realizing just how much her boobs grew. They hung perfectly like tear drops, yet still stood high on her chest, giving her the appearance of a confident and VERY beautiful young woman.
I felt my loins stir as I noticed how taut the center of her shirt was. Her breasts were actually causing creases now! Comparing mental images of the old Katie in my mind, I didn't notice myself staring for just a little too long.
"What'cha lookin' at?" she asked, as I darted my eyes away from the center of her tight blue shirt.
My mind scrambled for an excuse!
"O-Oh nothing. I just realized I'm not wearing anything that's Dodger blue."
The nervous expression on my face faded quickly as I realized her plan to playfully scold me for my forgetfulness.
"Peter! How could you forget?!" She barked lightly.
"It's the most important thing for we Dodger fans!" She stated, crossing her arms across your chest.
"I know I know. I'm sorry. It slipped my mind. I was...busy." I looked away, head tilted down, as my mind recollected the events from earlier.
"Hehe, It's ok, Petey. I know how you tend to forget things!" she said, playfully slapping my shoulder. Though I had no idea what she meant by that.
"So! I say we start heading over to the game. Beat the traffic." We all agreed and stepped inside Katie's Father's car.
"I call shotgun!" Sarah squealed, as she darted for the front seat.
"Drat! Always beating me to it!" Katie complained, playfully.
"So, you kids ready for some B-ball?!" I heard Katie's father say from the driver's seat.
"Dad, that's Basketball." Katie sighed, tilting her head down and placing her index finger and thumb on her eyebrows.
"Oh. Hah!" Joe chuckled.
Soon after I heard the car start the nausea hit me once again.
I turned my head over to look at Katie just as her body began to once again slowly lengthen and grow larger. The top of her head was getting closer and closer to the roof of the car, and her knees were doing the same to the front seat. I felt my loins begin to stir, but my attention was interrupted by something soft pressing onto my thigh. I looked down to see that her own thighs, snuggly fit into a pair of jeans, were beginning touch me. What little space was left for her toosh to grow, was quickly disappearing.
By now it was impossible for me to not sport a full on erection. It was all about keeping my composure and playing it cool.
But moments later I found that all too impossible when my eyes drifted and caught sight of her chest swelling bigger and bigger right beside me. In comparison to her flat, athletic stomach it was almost too good to be true. Her body screamed curves, sex, and confidence. It felt all too intimidating. The true essence of femininity was sitting right beside me, and it was becoming more and more difficult to just allow myself to sit idle.
I was beginning to worry that her growth would never stop, but I was quickly relieved as I felt the nausea fade from me.
My brain hurt trying to conceive exactly what had just happened, but I shrugged it off once again, and told myself not to worry about it
She opened her mouth, as if to say something to me, but it was cut out by another intense sense of fatigue. I was beginning to worry that things were moving too fast and that she was growing way too quickly, but before I could contemplate the situation more... my vision blacked out.
When I came to, I noticed Joe and Sarah were no longer in the car, and Katie was driving.
"I really am glad you agreed to go to see the game with me, Petey. I know how much you tend to dislike Baseball."
My gaze locked onto the top of her blonde head, too focused on the changes around me to focus on the conversation. Her head reached the top of the headrest. That wasn't right, a mental comparison told me. She had definitely grown another two inches.
It was then that I felt something deep down within me emerge. It wasn't about me, but about Katie. I felt like she held more authority over me now...and it felt good.
Her voice was stronger, and her hips and ass were drawn out enough for me to see them from the backseat. When she spoke, her voice gave me chills. I found it extremely attractive. In fact, I was having difficulty not sporting some major wood. But I did feel like her voice alone could bring me to climax. It screamed sexual maturity, and gave me the impression that she was planning for more than just a ball game afterwards
"Peter?"
"Oh! Yea uhm - sorry, my mind was somewhere else! It's ok Katie, don't worry about it. We'll have fun either way."
Never once had I discussed my distaste for Baseball to her... "How did she know?" I began to ask myself.
Entering the giant parking lot proved to be easier than we had first expected. Parking spots were available by the dozen, and we quickly took advantage of one of them.
As we stepped out of the car simultaneously we gazed up at the gigantic stadium and lights that shone down in front of us. It was spectacular!
Katie reached her hand out for me and smiled girlishly up at me. I couldn't help but think how much larger her hand felt when intertwined with mine. It was amazing. I kept taking glances at her while we walked. Images of me kissing her passionately flowed into my mind. There was nothing that I wanted more than to feel her enlarged body pressed up against my own at that very moment. I lusted to caress and fondle every inch of her amazing new developed body.
As we neared, I could hear the loud speakers and music coming from all over the stadium. I smiled down at Katie, only to finally realize that she really was only a mere two inches shorter than I. I was shocked, but I kept it inside. Still she falsely sensed my 'excitement', and began to move in on me.
Time slowed as she caught my gaze and our eyes locked onto on another's, and then what shortly followed I was not prepared for. As if it was nothing, she placed her lips onto mine, and we kissed for the very first time. It was only a peck, but it was passionate.
I was struck speechless as we continued walking. Her pace was unaltered, and her expression... nonchalant. And then it hit me, like a stray baseball smacking me in the forehead! In this altered 'reality'--or whatever you wanted to call it, that was normal! Did that mean? Was she?!
My insides gasped as the realization dawned upon me... Katie was my girlfriend!
I puffed my chest up and threw my legs in front of myself, strengthening my stride. With little to no concern within me any longer I wrapped my hand around my beautiful girl.
It seemed like the sudden change in demeanor caught Katie's attention.
"What's with the sudden burst of Joy, goody two-shoes?" Katie asked, with a baffled expression.
"Ohhhhh nothing" I ringed, too happy to hide it.
She rolled her eyes, "You sure are a mystery..." as we proceeded to grab something to eat.
I awaited patiently with my arms crossed, shifting my weight onto one foot, as Katie reconsidered her order for the 5th time.
"...Whopper with onions-- NO-- without-- I mean--"
I felt like I was watching a Fail Blog Video. I could tell she was giving the cashier a migraine headache at that very moment.
In fact, I began to feel dizzy, but I wasn't sure if it was from Katie or the heat.
"Alright! I got it. Whopper, NO onion, with a diet Dr.Pep--
Her voice cut out, and I sighed. Here it goes again...
-- Edited by Beetlebomb on Monday 14th of December 2009 09:59:40 AM
When I regained my consciousness I found myself standing upright in my living room, looking at Katie. She was back to her normal height, and all her features had dwindled back to what they had once been before.
"I'm trying Peter, I promise!" She began.
"I've been drinking lots of milk, taking growth hormone pills, and even putting doctor prescribed pads on my body. See?" She pulled on her shirt collar to reveal a white patch that supposedly soaked something into her body to promote growth.
"But Katie, you're already perfect the way you are right now!" I was confused. Why would she want to become bigger?
She blushed but continued "No I'm not! Look at my boobs!" She barked with frustration, roughly groping them through her T-Shirt. "They're not nearly big enough! I want to feel their presence when I move my arms! I want to be able to squeeze them and experience their ever-hypnotizing allure that they have over men," she paused for a moment, thinking, before whipping out her finger at me."and don't even begin to tell me you wouldn't like them if they were bigger!... Or if I was tall enough to kiss you without having to stand on my tippy toes. You would, wouldn't you?!"
My mind raced. All thoughts pointed to the answer 'Yes'...but of course I hesitated. "Well.."
"Don't tell me you wouldn't," her arms flailing with womanly fury, "I've seen those pictures on your computer, and the stories you printed out at the side of your bed!"
I was awestruck. "H-Honey, those things are just a part of my fantasy. I don't need you to change for me!" I argued back, desperately trying to regain my composure.
"You never answered my question," she persisted, "Wouldn't you find me more attractive if I was much bigger and Taller?"
It didn't take a genius to figure out she had her feet firmly planted on the ground on this conversation.
"I-I." I stuttered in thought, then sighed in defeat, "Yes...I guess I would."
"Good. Then I guess I rest my case!"
She turned her back on me and waltzed into the kitchen, pouring herself a tall glass of milk before sitting down at the table. I stood there, leaning against the door frame, and watched her drink down the cold glass of milk.
Her eyes stared at me, radiating with an aura of intensity that burned like the sun. I felt exposed. My very soul was out on display, and she was looking at it against my will.
She stood up and wiped the milk off from her upper lip, "You have NO idea what you're in for, mister." Her tone sounded very rough. Almost as if a hint of revenge was in there.
Once again she turned her back towards me and went upstairs.
With that, my focus faded and I was once again enveloped in a sea of darkness.
I woke up in a cold sweat. What happened? Where was I? What's going on? All these questions were running through my head before I managed to pry my eyes wide open.
I was back in my bedroom, and was relieved, though it felt as if I shouldn't have been here. An eerie underlying sensation urged me to get up. Quickly, I put on my bathroom robe, and ran out to the front lawn and grabbed the morning paper. To my complete and utter surprise "It's December 21st!" I shouted.
This couldn't be. Two whole weeks had gone by, and I wasn't even aware of it! I was flabbergasted. No, this wasn't possible. I must have time traveled...but how could this have happened? Things were only getting weirder and weirder.
Just then the sound of the phone in the other room broke my train of thought.
*Beep*
"Hello?"
A familiar voice chirped into my ear "Hey there Petey! You ready for the big game?"
It didn't take long before three loud knocks could be heard at the door. The silhouette of a tall, curvy figure stood waiting patiently at my doorstep through the curtains.
"Hey there, Petey!" Katie grinned, as I opened the door to greet her.
My expression must've looked absurd because I felt my Adam's apple catch in my throat. I stood there staring, overcome with complete and utter shock. This couldn't be.
"Hh-Heh-eee- Katie." was all that came out.
It did not take long at all before I realized that the woman(err girl) standing before me had not only grown taller but was wearing blue.....Dodger blue.
"Come on, we're going to be late!" she shouted "You can stare at me some more later!" She grabbed ahold of my hand and tugged me out the door.
Driving to the Baseball game proved to be anything but simple. I sat adjacent to Katie, in her baby blue Prius while, slowly, my testosterone-filled body began to argue against my motives. I struggled to maintain my natural appearing posture as the blood slowly but surely began to fill my manhood. I fidgeted in my seat in attempt to hide my ever growing protrusion, but it proved to be slowly becoming a more and more difficult task by the second, and the quick glances I stole at Katie's bosoms were not helping! Soon I heard my body begin reasoning with my brain.
"H-how tall are you again, K-Katie?" I wanted to catch the words as they left my mouth. No! Don't ask her that!!
"Why do you ask?" She responded casually, while changing lanes.
"Ouhmm no reason. I guess I was j-just curious." I stared intensely forward, not daring to look her in the eyes.
"Six foot four. Are you sure there isn't a reason for this?" She turned her head towards me, only briefly, and raised a playful eyebrow at me.
I could only nod in response, but the effect her body was having on me was teetering towards a point of no return.
"Why are you so hunched forward?" She asked, innocently. Oh no...
It was then that the unexpected happened. Almost as if testing the ripeness of some fruits at the local market, Katie nonchalantly reached over and felt around at my crotch.
"Oh my..." she blushed, "it seems as though your friend is more than just a little curious." She grinned.
My lack of response was all it took for her to continue on, "It's alright. It's only natural anyways." I was flooded with embarrassment now.
"I'm sure staring at these huge things for so long can give any man a raging hard-on, huh?" She hefted a big soft breast in her right hand, giving it a couple good squeezes before letting gravity jiggle it back into place.
"I-"
"What is it? Cat got your tongue?" She beamed down at me, sticking her tongue out playfully.
I looked away, wishing for something-- anything to save me from the conversation. Sadly, I was rescued by the one thing that I dreaded even more.
My head was spinning, and I barely managed to pull off a straight gaze at Katie, just in time to witness yet another mind blowing growth process.
Her torso lengthened as her head slowly climbed higher and higher up the car seat and closer to the roof of the car. Her breasts were on the verge of bursting out of the ever-loving small T-shirt she was now wearing, only just being saved by a reality-snap that replaced it with a purple button-down blouse.
It almost seemed like she could feel it happening because I could've sworn that she let out a soft moan.
I felt all the motion quickly come to a stop.
"Six foot five. Are you sure there isn't a reason for this?" She looked me directly into the eyes, which were now exactly the same height as my own.