The young man looked up at the newcomer.

  His clothing was slightly disheveled and haggard, the results of too many hours working on a late shift. He was most likely a first or second year resident, his white lab-coat stained with a spattering of blood and a yellowish smear that was best left unidentified. A small pin on his lapel read : Jeff, M.D.

  "I said, what seems to be the problem sir?"

  The young man smiled.

  "I seem to have this pain in my side."

  Jeff knelt down on one of his tired knees and pulled a few instruments from the torn pocket of his coat. His red hair was dark and tangled, falling over his brown eyes and ruddied cheeks, and he shook his head to clear his vision. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, checking the pulse with his other hand. The black pen scratched across his pad as he took notes, sighing deeply from exhaustion.

  "Long day?"

  Jeff looked over to the young man's companion as she spoke. She was a tall and breathtakingly beautiful blonde wearing a tight ensemble that accentuated the strength and finesse of her toned body. He was amazed he had missed her before; she had the kind of physique and figure that he admired in a woman. The volleyball player his fellow physician had been examining before had been cute, but he preferred a little more meat up top. This blonde had plenty of that, just like his neighbor back home.

  He swallowed his sexual tension and looked back down at his pad.

  "Long life." He smiled, nervously at first, then laughing at his own situation. "I've been on for half a day and I'm ready for a breather. You guys are my last case before I can go home."

  Down past the pad his eyes caught the golden glow of something reflecting the light of the hospital waiting room. He focused on it for the briefest of moments, trying to appear inconspicuous, and saw a golden ring curling around one of the blonde's perfect toes. It rested about the supple curve of one of the toe's joints, squeezing the pink skin as she curled them casually. He looked back up to her smile as she shrugged apologetically.

  "We're sorry to keep you waiting."

  Her face was soft but firm, the lines of her high cheeks and chin well defined and smooth.

  "I should say the same thing to you two."

  "Aww, we don't mind waiting." The young man grinned sheepishly, running a small hand over his thin goatee. "In fact, I think I'm feeling better. I just need a Tylenol or something for my headache and I should be fine."

  "You don't have any other complaints?"

  "Nah, nothing serious enough to keep you away from a good night's rest."

  Brain was about to protest, not wanting to leave a patient in need, but the throbbing fatigue was keeping him silent. The blonde was smiling again, cocking her head to one side as she sat up straight. Her hair fell to one side as her breasts ballooned outward, audibly stretching the black of her tightening top with a heavenly creak. He imagined he could see the pert bulge of her soft nipples in the corners of his vision.

  "Do you have something back at your apartment to get home to?"

  Jeff frowned as he stared off into the close distance.

  "Nothing but disappointment."

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  "Oh..."

  The fresh sandals groaned as their straps tightened around Julia's slowly growing feet. The sensation of the thin bands pressing into her tan skin was incredibly arousing. Her lips trembled, her breath starting to come out in hushed gasps. Her toes, thin and cute, began to creep over the bases. The top of her feet turned a light red as the leather squeezed, sending shivers through her slowly lengthening legs.

  The cuffs of her cut-off sweats slid up her toned thighs; already halfway up the supple limbs, the cotton stretched outward, conforming to the swelling muscle. The crotch playfully dug into her sensitive folds, sinking deeper as the waistband unbunched around her widening hips.

  "Mmm..."

  Julia moistened her lips, pressing them together as her head tilted back. The lower hem of her shirt slithered upward, the white fabric exposing her trim stomach once more. The sexy lip of her navel appeared as the clothing parted; she brushed her fingers over it, the skin rippling as she giggled.

  The neckline began to stretch, pulled outward by the wide cups of her breasts; they bloomed larger, bigger and firmer then her slowly growing body would warrant. The fabric bunched slightly between them, accentuating the bulging curves as the firm nipples shined through; she could see the rough circles of her engorging aureoles as they puffed full.

  Her shirt felt deliciously tight across her back, taut around her shoulders as it gently pressed against her swelling chest. It grew tighter with every breath, squeezing her body with less and less relief after each trembling exhale.

  "Y... yes!"

  Julia brought one arm up and buried her hand into dark curls of her brunette mane. Her sleeve drew back, unable to cover as much as it once could; the bicep was considerably stronger, the lines of definition clearer and more distinct as the muscle tensed. She pulled on a fistful of her hair and moaned.

  "More!"

  She swallowed, her slender neck pulsing. Her smile grew broader, her eyes remaining closed; her nose, thin and slightly upturned in deserved conceit, wrinkled with the building ecstasy.

  "MORE!!!"

  She grew, taller and taller, her voluptuous body slowly inching it's way toward the ceiling. As she reached 5' 8", five inches taller than her normal size, the stretching heel strap on one of her sandals gave out one last cry and snapped. Julia opened her eyes in surprise, the release of pressure accompanied by a rush of pleasure that burned it's way up her thighs and through her hips with an icy flash.

  "OH!!! ... Yes!"

  She bit back down on her lip, staring at her toes as they swelled over the base of her sandals by more than an inch, still slowly growing further out. The remaining bands were crushing the tops of her feet, the skin crying out in sensual pain, in wicked pleasure.

  "Mmm, that's it! AHH!!! Tear! ... GOD! ... God, please tear!"

  Her entire body shuddered as she felt the stitching start to give, each thick thread sending shivers through her spine as it popped. One strap tore half way, relieving some of the delicious pressure, and then tore loose with a quick break. Her left foot was free. She cried out, kneading her firm breasts through the shrinking cloth as the second sandal quickly followed suit.

  Julia gasped, the intensely erotic feeling just beginning to subside when she felt the front of her shirt starting lose it's battle. She tensed her legs and plush backside, concentrating on the tender and moist womanhood that quivered in anticipation of the coming release. Her panties were soaking with her ecstasy, continuing to squeeze her in enticing ways.

  She looked back down, unable to see past her growing endowments. Her nipples were still poking through, pressed down somewhat, and unable to jut out to their full and glorious length. There was a slow rip, her breasts pushing slightly forward under their heated weight. A small hole appeared in the center of her front, exposing a hint of the deep and glorious valley of cleavage. The dark shade of her nipples began to show through, replacing the firm bumps with rough chocolate circles through the thinning white fabric.

  "Oh! I ... love you. I love ... ah ... YES!!!"

  The gap widened with a shrill rip, the lower bulge of Julia's growing cups pulling the edges apart. The sound compelled a smile to her lips as she listened to it over her breathing as it became increasingly erratic, coming out in more and more forceful gasps that spread the hole in her shirt further and further apart with each bounce of her firm chest. The neckline was stretching forward; the cloth was tight across her shoulders as the thick bone of her collar appeared, striving to hold the powerful muscles of her chest and swelling breasts.

  The top band of her shorts squeezed her hips, slipping down over her powerful backside as her waist outgrew the tightening cloth. The toned arc of her posterior appeared above the sliding cuff, wrapped in the black sheen of shrinking panties. The sound of the straining cotton filled her ears, adding to the rolling waves of pleasure that crashed through her very being.

  Julia looked at her beautiful image in the grand mirror through hazy eyes. The fringes were sprinkled with a light steam, outlining her now six foot plus body with a crystal frost. The sleeves of her shirt had slid all the way up her arms, less than an inch from the shoulder. The front was torn down to the lower hem that wrapped itself near the lower curve of her breasts, pushing them up slightly as one of her firm nipples peeked out from the tight white cloth; she could see the other dark half through the thinly stretched material and brushed the sensitive tip with a long finger, causing her to shiver and purse her pouty lips.

  "It feels so good. I'm so ... big. Oh ... I love it."

  Her flat stomach had toned somewhat; not as much as she was capable of, but enough to satisfy her for the moment. The cut off shorts clung to her hips, stretched out at right angles to conform to her strong thighs and trim waist. One of the seams had torn, relieving some of the pressure. Julia smiled as she looked down at them, struggling to hold together around her giant body. She tugged at the top band of her panties, squealing slightly as they slipped further up into her swollen folds, and then slowly began to bend her legs.

  The stitching creaked in anguish as her thighs began to tense. The cuffs slid up the tanned skin, the crotch damp with rapture, the rear bulging with giant female flesh. A thread softly snapped, causing her to start giggling. The ripples of mirth placed more stress on her shorts and they soon punctuated her growing laughter with the tearing of seams. Weakening fibers burst apart with fearsome pops, releasing her legs and hips from their cotton prison as the muscles began to rend the fabric into fraying scraps.

  Her thighs spread apart to help give her balance as she lowered herself to the floor. The inside seam could not handle the strain and split with one long ripping sound, allowing the ravaged shorts to flutter to the ground. Julia's laughter started to grow, rising in volume and intensity as her lace panties remained. They fought to hold their place, wishing to stay close to her despite the building pressure as the muscles of her backside ballooned outward. They tore over one cheek, revealing skin that was as tanned and smooth as the rest of her glorious body.

  "YES!!! YES!!! YES!!!"

  She tilted her head back, her long hair dangling over her bare back below what was left of her stretched t-shirt, and continued to laugh. The threading began to give, slowly at first, and then faster as she fully bent her legs, kneeling down as her hips flared. A short tuft of fine fur peeked out from the side of her crotch, the silk unable to keep her fully descent.

  "Ah! Ah ... OH!!!"

  They tore in the middle, her cries rising a shrieking notch, and her orgasm peaking just as her panties completely split down the center. What was left slid down over her thighs and fell to the floor with a faint puff of wind. A thin flow of her euphoria dripped down her leg as she slowly began to stand to her full and massive size of six and a half feet.

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