The two women turned around to see a man in a different type of costume. He was wearing the well-tailored, double-breasted suit of an executive and had a determined look across his stone face. His thinning hairline stretched back as he squinted down on them.

  "Mr. Vinn has instructed me to bring you to his office at the Mirage. He says he wishes to complete some business that he left unfinished with you yesterday."

  Nikki felt a hot flush of anger creep up her neck as he stood over her and barked his little orders.

  "Hello there, Bart. So he sent you down from up on high to perform his bidding huh?"

  He stood there with a lightly bemused look; Kim could almost hear the creases in Bart's face forming. She just shook her head as Nikki continued.

  "He thinks that I'm at his beck and call and I'll hop to my feet and jump to his side whenever he wishes? Well, not this time." Nikki looked down at Kim who had a wide smile on her freckled face. "I lied, right here will do just nicely."

  Kim glanced up at Reeve's messenger.

  "You can go back and give this as an answer to your master."

  She closed her eyes and began to concentrate, taking in a deep breath that constricted her chest further. Something behind her snapped and the thin belt around her waist began to hang limply from the numerous loops of her skirt. She would have preferred that it had broken in the front, but beggars can't be choosers.

  Kim clenched her fists as she began to grind her teeth. A light sweat broke out over her forehead and Bart took a step backward, unsure of what he was seeing as the definite sound of leather stretching began to sound out over the ringing of the casino machines.

  Her toes found the edge of her sandals and began to creep over the thin platforms. The straps of leather crisscrossing over her feet began to cut into the her skin and it reddened slightly under the thinning hose.

  Kim started to giggle; her laughter was punctuated with mild groans as her clothing continued to tighten around her growing body. One of her leather shoulder straps broke, the plump curve of her breast pushing through the taut material while the frayed end dangled limply. Her black skirt slid up her smooth thighs, exposing thick legs that were firming into leaner muscle; they pressed the leather out in tight angles as they continued to swell outward.

  The left sandal tore, her toes had already strewn an inch over the base as the strap around her ankle gave way. The hose around the front of her foot split and the tan skin and pale nails poked through. Her silver toe ring glistened under the cheap house lighting and Kim gave out a light shriek before it snapped; the two remaining pieces bending further apart as her toe continued to grow.

  The stitching began to give way up the sides of her top; soft and tanned flesh peeked through the widening holes. Her remaining shoulder strap had snapped, but the halter kept it's place as her large breasts gave it all the support it needed to stay around her chest.

  Kim's stomach was rapidly losing the soft plushiness it had once sported as her torso grew longer. Her ribcage stretched taller and the muscles below it were hardening into layers of firm definition. The waist of her skirt began to ride down her expanding hips as the lower half refused to travel any further up the strong pillars of her legs. Tears were quickly forming in her dark hose up and down her thighs and calves. They expanded lengthwise to meet around her thin knees, the holes widening until her hose could no longer hold on to her legs and fell apart; the leftover pieces flittered to the ground, scattering as her growing body forced them away.

  Kim stamped her right foot on the ground and the tightening leather of her other sandal broke; the thinning lattice work that had been cutting into her ankle exploded with a series of popping sounds and she stepped out of her shrinking footwear.

  Bart looked down and saw her bare feet that were now a number of sizes too big for the footwear they left behind. The top half of the broken ring still rested atop her cute toe as Kim gasped.

  The back of her skirt had torn open, the firm curve of her tightening posterior pushed it's way through and Kim reached back to soothe the pinched skin with long fingers. She looked back forward and closed her eyes as she began to take in a deep breath. Her face had a slight tinge of red as her chest expanded; the fabric of her top tried to stretch and accommodate her swelling body for a moment, but it soon lost it's struggle as the remaining stitches up it's right side gave way. The leather shirt flew away with the same force and temperament of a rubber band being stretched tight and released.

  Nikki stood there and watched her, now topless, friend's growing display with amusement. Within a few seconds, Kim was as tall as she was and Nikki found herself impressed with Kim's new and incredible physique. She stood tall and proud with broad shoulders and long, toned limbs. Her breasts had firmed and were significantly bigger; they jiggled slightly as she breathed.

  Nikki glanced back at her husband's lackey and grinned at his state of shock. His mouth was slacked open and he still held an astonished stare of disbelief on his stubbled face.

  One of the security guards, dressed in the traditional swashbuckler's outfit common to the casino employee's, came to aid his stunned co-worker. He put a hand on Bart's shoulder and tried to shake him free from his catatonic state.

  "Hey, is everything okay over..."

  His words were interrupted with the shrill sound of Kim's skirt tearing up along her thigh; the tensed muscle appeared as she spread her legs further apart, forced to do so to accommodate her growing size with a wider stance.

  The guard pulled his eye patch away from his face and scanned Kim from head to toe; he jumped away as it snapped back down over the socket with a wet slap.

  "DAMN! Look at that!"

  Nikki looked at Kim, this time having to angle her vision upwards. Kim had her hands on her hips and laughed as what was left of her skirt peeled away, leaving her naked. She looked down on her dwindling friend with a wicked smile.

  "I sure am glad I neglected to wear any underwear tonight. I'm also glad I finally get to be taller than you Nikki, but aren't you going to join me?"

  Nikki smiled and let her head turn back towards Bart; she unfolded her arms and let them dangle at her sides, her fingers running along the soft cotton of her pants. They had always felt comfortable on her slender body, but now she began to feel them lightly constricting her thighs and knees.

  The security guard gazed down with wide eyes to see her bare ankles starting to peek out from under the lower cuff; slowly, more and more became exposed as her already long legs stretched taller. The circles of fabric traveled upward to the small swell of her calves as her thin Keds began to bulge outward with her widening feet. The laces began to groan as they were forced to stretch apart.

  Kim giggled as she watched Nikki quickly regain lost size. She quietly unhooked the tightening necklace from her neck and let it drop to the carpet as she continued to watch her growing friend.

  The lower hem of Nikki's shirt lifted past her navel. She brushed her fingers over the soft mat of thin hairs that surrounded it, trailing downward to her moistening crotch. Her bent arm pushed up the swelling globe of her right breast and the hardening nipple poked through the fabric, a small bump that was growing to push out more of the white cotton. Her sleeves were sliding up the pale skin of her upper arms; the muscles were visibly strengthening, becoming firmer as they grew longer, but still retaining the lean and attractive feminine quality that Nikki had always sported.

  Nikki's smile went from ear to ear. Her high cheek bones accentuated the thin nose that dropped low on a face that was gaining a rosy coloring. She arched the thin line of an eyebrow as her crystal blue eyes sparkled with delight.

  Bart feinted. His eyes rolled back into his head as his body fell limp. He collapsed into a sprawled heap on the casino floor. Nikki threw back her head and laughed.

  The normally loose fabric of her pants was tensing around her thighs and had conformed itself to the soft contours of her lovely seat. The lower cuff was approaching her knees as the cloth around her hips began to give way.

  The right pant leg was the first to tear; it split open with an almost foot long gap that ran from her waist to about halfway down her thigh. The black silk of the top band of her underwear peeked through the new hole and the delicate silk was visibly straining around the building muscles in her legs.

  The sets of laces in her shoes began to pop apart. Her ankles bulged from the shoe rims as the tops started to spilt open like budding flowers reaching for the morning sun. The back of one Ked tore open at the same instant the front of the other gave up it's struggle. Nikki wiggled her freed toes to soothe the reddened skin that was now allowed to grow unabated. Frayed bits of leftover cloth rolled away as she kicked what was left of her shoes to her side.

  "Ooo." Nikki brought up her hands in surprise as the back of her pants gave way. One full cheek appeared; strings of resilient thread that refused to break laced across it, gently pushing into the tender skin. The black strap of her thong underwear was quickly disappearing, flossing her quite nicely and dipping into the sensitive folds of her womanhood as she closed her eyes and continued to concentrate on her growth.

  Her breasts quivered slightly as some of the stitching of her shirt buckled. The fabric around them was bunching up as she required more and more room to accommodate them. The cotton behind her was stretched tight across her back. Another stitch broke; a loud tearing sound followed and the front of Nikki's shirt tore open.

  Firm cleavage bulged through the new opening as her breasts struggled to regain their perfect roundness. They still weren't as large as Kim's, something Nikki had made sure of, and would have been considered a healthy C-cup on a shorter girl, but as she rapidly approached seven feet in height, their size became an incredible sight to behold. The hole widened, dipping down to expose the tops of both breasts and half of one extremely large and perky nipple.

  Nikki turned her head and ran the tips of her long fingers through her hair; the movement accentuated the lines of her slender neck as she arched her back. The left shoulder of her shirt ripped. The thin bone of her collar appeared as her brow furrowed. She wrinkled her nose as she took in a slow breath. Her shirt tore open slightly wider as her ribcage expanded and she paused before letting out a resounding moan that the, still staring, security guard felt all the way down to his hips.

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