Metamorphosis 4

Shannon took a bite of her granola bar as she flipped through the textbook, trying to focus.  Her roommate Margaret had left to eat dinner at the cafeteria, an invitation that Shannon declined.  She wasn't trying to be rude, it was just that, over the past week or so she had been feeling less and less hungry, with the feeling stopping altogether about two or three days ago.  Aside from that she felt perfectly fine - great, even - and in light of everything else that happened to her it barely even registered.

Although she didn't experience hunger, she definitely experienced fullness.  She learned that the hard way one evening when she went to get a drink, got caught up in the moment and accidentally chugged an entire gallon of milk, then had to spend the rest of the night away from Margaret so she wouldn't have to explain why she had such a pronounced bulge in her stomach.  Although she did learn that her body had less give to it in her normal form, so it wasn't entirely a mistake.

She knit her fingers together, stretching her arms over her head, then abruptly pulled her hands apart when she felt her fingers bend bonelessly a bit too far.  Mentally she was still the same, but physically her body was like some sort of soft elastic or latex, able to do things she only dreamed about.  Nobody seemed to notice - or if they did they didn't say anything - so she could keep living her life the way she used to.

...and yet...

...and yet, why should she?  True, she wanted to go into advertising, but that was before all this had happened to her.  In light of her changes and everything she experienced, it all seemed so inconsequential.  Empty, even.  She was given the opportunity of a lifetime, so why not take advantage of it?

Shannon closed the textbook, pushed her chair away from the desk, and stood.  Crossing her room she pushed the balcony doors open and stepped outside, slowly turning her head to and fro.  Drifting against the wind was a distinct scent, and she smiled and unbuttoned her shirt as her skin began to turn candy apple red.


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Vanessa downed her third glass of wine, her long hair brushing against her back as she tipped her head back.  The meeting with people she didn't want to deal with over something they weren't prepared to handle ran far later than she had wanted, and she couldn't take any more grief in her day.  Up to and including changing out of her work clothes; she only bothered to remove her jacket and pantyhose, leaving her padding around barefoot in a blouse and short skirt.

She opened the sliding glass door and stepped out onto a wide open veranda.  Her job did have benefits, though, not least of which was a six-figure income and a huge house complete with pool.  A pool with something red and purple floating in it that she was certain she deflated and put in the storeroom the day before.

Vanessa tilted her head to the side in confusion, peering at it before crossing the veranda for a better look.  It wasn't an "it" so much as a "her," a young and strikingly attractive woman about her height with purple hair and clothes and bright red skin.  It was an easy mistake to make, though, considering the peculiar sheen on her.  She floated atop the water, arms behind her head and ankles crossed, staring at the sky. "Nice night," she said.

"You're not what I thought you were."

"What did you think I was?" she asked, drifting over next to her.

She sat down on the edge of the pool, legs slipping into the water. "Look at you, acting like you don't know." It wasn't entirely the wine talking.

"I don't." Shannon turned to her and tried to look innocent, failing miserably. "Maybe I simply decided to take a dip in a random stranger's pool, and you just think that I look like something you're familiar with."

"Maybe."

"Maybe."

"Well in that case.  Yooooou-" She dragged the word out for emphasis. "...are in the privacy of my house, and I can do whatever I want here, so what I am going to do is play with my new pool toy."

"A pool toy?  Is that what you thought I was?"

Vanessa raised one leg, carefully swinging it over Shannon's body as she moved to the side and came down, straddling her waist.  Shannon's hips dipped below the surface from the weight but she made no movement to resist. "You sure look like it from this angle." She slid a finger beneath Shannon's top and went to pull it up. "Especially with how blown up -these- are."  Shannon gently brushed her hand away, smiling, and Vanessa laughed.  She rocked her hips, causing them to bob up and down in the water. "You could use a little more air, though.  You're floating awfully low."

"Well, we can't have that, can we?"  A low, barely audible hissing filled the air.  Vanessa's legs began to be pushed apart as Shannon grew, and she drew them up onto Shannon's belly.  Her arms and legs grew longer, her body taller, and her hips wider; within moments she had doubled in height and still growing. "How's this?"

"Impressive."  She pressed a finger into Shannon's abs. "But when I play with my toys I like them to be nice and full."

Shannon gave her a knowing smile and, reaching down, ran a finger between her breasts.  Her top split open, retracting before being reabsorbed by her body and exposing her chest.  Her breasts were growing slightly faster than the rest of her; to scale she merely looked heavily endowed, but to Vanessa they were over a foot and a half in size and gaining. "You're an easy one to figure out."

Vanessa let out a satisfied "mmmm" as she watched Shannon grow beneath her.  She looked her over: By now she took up over half the pool in length, faint hissing still filling the air as she grew.  Her belly was larger than her bed, and if they were both standing Vanessa's head wouldn't even reach her knees. "It's best when both parties know what they want."

"Well?  Are you getting what you want?"

"Oh yes."  She slowly crawled forward, her progress slowed as Shannon continued to grow larger beneath her.  She passed between her breasts, full mounds over three feet high, and locked eyes with her. "You're easily my favorite toy now."

Grinning, Shannon reached up and pressed her breasts together, sandwiching Vanessa between them.  She laughed as Vanessa squirmed, Shannon's chest swelling ever larger around her.  "When you're as small as you are, you need to be careful about who you call a toy."

Vanessa struggled as Shannon continued to grow, attempting to free herself from an ever-swelling prison.  Every time she managed to squeeze forward a few inches her breasts swelled further, seemingly making up the difference.  Shannon watched in quiet amusement until she finally managed to pry herself free, panting for breath as she clambered out from between her cleavage.

As the hissing faded and Shannon's growth came to an end, she couldn't help but notice just how small Vanessa was.  Or rather, how large she had become; now taking up the entire length of the pool, Vanessa was the size of her hand, seeming even smaller in scale with her breasts, each six feet high and across. "So," she said, "what do you think of your 'pool toy' now?"

Vanessa stood before bouncing up and down a few times, bare feet sinking ever so slightly into Shannon's body. "You're more of a raft.  Or a blimp."

She chuckled. "No, I look a lot different as a blimp."

"If being an air-filled fifty-foot woman isn't your definition of 'blimp,' I'd like to see what is."  Turning, she ran her hands across the top of one of Shannon's massive breasts. "God, I wish these were mine."

Without saying a word, Shannon reached out and slipped the thumb and forefinger of one hand beneath Vanessa's arms, effortlessly lifting her up.  Vanessa let out a yelp of surprise, legs dangling as she was hoisted a dozen feet into the air.  Shannon tipped her head back, depositing her spread-legged on her puckered lips.  Just as Vanessa was about to ask what she was planning on doing, Shannon gently blew a puff of air into her.

There was a series of pops as Vanessa's bra clasp snapped open and the buttons flew off her blouse, forced open by her swelling breasts.  Vanessa shuddered and let out a loud gasp as she grew, ballooning up to the size of basketballs in an instant.  Another puff followed and she grew again, reaching down past her navel.  Grasping Shannon's fingers she began bouncing and grinding against her lips, moaning with each breath that entered her, breasts bobbing free in the air as they inflated ever larger.  Three feet, then four, then five.  She grew rapidly, and with a final, slow, drawn-out breath, blew up larger than even Shannon.  Vanessa squeezed her legs together, panting and trembling as she came.

Shannon gently lifted Vanessa up, laying her down back-first on her stomach.  As she breathed heavily, still coming down from her orgasm, she cupped her chest, running her thumbs in small circles around her nipples. "So.  Did you get what you want?"

Vanessa gave a weary laugh. "Everything and more."