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Dinnertime Dominance

Fan requested story by @kjm7997

Dinner had always been a sacred time in our household.

No matter how busy we got, Natalie made sure the whole family all sat down together. She ran a tight ship, but there was always love in the way she carried herself—firm but warm, commanding yet nurturing.

Tonight, though, something about her felt… different.

She sat at the head of the table as usual, wearing her favorite black spandex leggings and a fitted green tank top.

The outfit hugged her curves in a way that never failed to get my attention, but tonight, I could swear the fabric was stretched just a little tighter than usual.

Maybe it was just my imagination.

"So," I opened up the conversation to break the silence, "how did your treatment with Dr. Turner go earlier today, hun?"

"Oh, you know. With Helena, it's the usual prescription and G-rad therapy. I'm actually feeling 10 years younger already!"

The kids were busy with their food, mostly ignoring the conversation, but I kept my eyes on Natalie as she leaned forward slightly, her dark green eyes catching mine with a knowing glint.

“Y'know, Nate, I’ve been thinking a lot about my role in this family,” she said, her voice smooth and steady. “I do so much to keep things running, but sometimes I wonder if I could do more—if I could have more of a presence here.”

I tilted my head. “You already run the house, babe. We all know that.”

She smiled at that, but there was something mischievous about it. “Maybe, but I want to feel it more, too. I want it to be… undeniable.”

As she spoke, she let out a soft sigh, shifting in her seat.

I watched as she stretched her arms, rotating her shoulders like she was easing tension out of them.

That’s when I noticed something strange—her top, which had fit snugly before, seemed to be pressing tighter against her torso. The fabric around her chest was straining, and I could see the outline of her bra digging slightly into her skin.

“Natalie, are you okay?” I asked, keeping my voice low.

She exhaled, and this time it was more like a moan—subtle, but unmistakable. “Mmm, yeah, I just feel… different tonight.”

My eyes flickered down to her hands gripping the edge of the table.

Were they… larger than before? No, that had to be in my head.

But then she shifted again, and I noticed that her seat, which normally fit her just right, suddenly looked a little smaller beneath her.

A quiet creak came from the chair.

I swallowed hard. Something was happening. And it was happening fast.

Natalie took another bite of her food, her tongue lingering on her lips as if she was savoring more than just the flavor.

Her back straightened, and I could see it now—her posture was changing, her body subtly lengthening.

Her shoulders seemed broader, her arms just a little more defined.

Then I saw her breasts rise.

Not from breathing, not from shifting in her seat, but actually expanding.

Her ample C-cup breasts, already generous beneath her tank top, were pushing outward, swelling against the tight fabric.

Her nipples hardened visibly through the material, even through her bra, and she let out another moan, this one deeper.

She reached up to adjust her top, but it was clear she was growing too fast for it to keep up.

I could barely breathe.

“Natalie,” I whispered, leaning in so the kids wouldn’t panic. “What’s going on?”

She turned to me, eyes hooded with pleasure. “I told you, Nate… I want a bigger presence in this house.”

Her voice had changed slightly—smoother, richer, more commanding.

And as I looked her over, I realized it wasn’t just her chest. Her whole body was changing.

Her biceps were getting more toned, her core tightening even further, and her thighs… God, her thighs were thickening, gaining even more muscle beneath their soft curves.

Her legs stretched longer beneath the table, and I realized something incredible—she was catching up to me in height.

I felt a rush of heat in my chest. This was impossible, but I couldn’t deny the way my body was reacting to this.

Natalie let out another slow breath, running her fingers along her collarbone as if she could feel the power growing inside her.

Her tank top strained, her cleavage deepening as her breasts surged another cup size. They wobbled heavily about, trying to break free of their fabric prison.

“God, this feels so good,” she murmured under her breath.

Our eldest raised an eyebrow in attention to her out of curiosity.

I shifted in my seat, my pants suddenly feeling too tight.

She noticed. Of course, she noticed.

Her lips curled into a sly smile as she kept eye contact at me.

"Alright, kids... Mmmm" she couldn't help but get interrupted with a moan, "head outside for a bit. Mommy needs some time with your dad. Alone."

With that command, our eldest immediately stood up and escorted the two younger siblings to the yard.

To safety.

I had no idea how big she was going to get. But one thing was certain—dinner had never been this exciting before.

The changes had started subtly, but now it was accelerating, impossible to ignore.

Natalie’s body pulsed with growth, every breath making her just a little taller, a little stronger, a little more.

Her breasts had already swelled to F-cups, her abs tightening into an even more sculpted form beneath a thin layer of softness.

Her thighs—God, her thighs—were like powerful pillars, thickening with dense muscle as they pressed outward.

And then, it happened.

A deep, throaty moan escaped her lips as her thighs pushed against the bottom of the table, lifting it off the ground.

The plates clattered, glasses tipped, and I gasped in shock.

The wood of her seat groaned beneath her growing weight, her thickening legs effortlessly forcing the heavy dining table up like it was nothing.

She shuddered, her breath hitching with pleasure, her head tilting back as she embraced every inch of her newfound size.

Then—

CRACK.

Her chair shattered beneath her expanding frame.

The sharp splintering of wood filled the room, and she crashed heavily on the floor, still growing, still swelling, still becoming.

BOOM.

Her leggings, already stretched beyond their limits, ripped apart, exposing her powerful thighs and hips.

Her tank top followed, fabric tearing as her breasts surged outward, expanding cup size after cup size until they were bigger than my head.

Underneath, her tiny torn bra dangled helplessly against tits that are several sizes too massive for their maximum capacity.

She panted, rolling her shoulders, testing her newfound mass.

“Nnghh—God, Nate, I love this,” she moaned, her voice deeper, richer, stronger.

She hadn’t even stood up yet, but she was already taller than me—her seated form now rivaled my standing height. And still, she grew.

THOOM. CRACK.

Then, with an earth-shaking thud, her head bumped the ceiling.

She blinked, looking up, testing the surface with her hands.

Her fingers, now massive and elegant, pressed against the plaster.

"Jesus, this place is getting too small..."

The ceiling resisted at first, but Natalie wasn’t just big now. She was powerful.

She groaned as she pushed harder, her biceps flexing, her arms swelling, until—

CRACK!

The ceiling split apart.

Plaster and dust rained down as her upper body burst through into the master bedroom above.

She gasped, then let out a deep, satisfied moan, her entire frame still pulsing with growth.

Her hips filled the dining area now, her massive thighs sprawling across the floor, while her breasts rested heavily on the ruined upper floors.

She sighed, brushing debris and plaster off her colossal chest like an afterthought.

The children came running back inside to find out what the commotion was.

I could hear their jaws drop at the site of their mammoth-sized mother.

Then she looked down at all of us—her family—her kingdom.

A slow, confident smirk spread across her lips.

“Well,”

She said, her voice rolling through the room like thunder.

“This is quite a mess.”

She arched an eyebrow, commanding now, fully owning her newfound presence.

“Start cleaning it up.”

The kids hesitated, still in shock. I was frozen too, staring up at the goddess my wife had become.

But when her massive hand reached down and plucked me off the ground, my breath hitched.

She held me with ease, lifting me as if I weighed nothing.

And then—her lips.

Soft. Wet. Powerful.

She kissed me deeply, her massive lips engulfing my entire face, her strength undeniable.

When she pulled back, her dark green eyes sparkled with something new—something commanding, something untouchable.

“I'm gonna like this, Nate,”

She purred, holding me close to her chest.

"and I bet you will, too!"

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding.

I looked at our children below us.

"Listen to your mother, kids."

((Hope you and Natalie enjoy this one, kmj!))

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The vial of lime-green liquid didn’t look like much.

Yumi had bought it from a strange old woman at the local market, whose tiny stall claimed to sell “potions and charms”. Curious, the shy, quiet Yumi had listened to the woman ramble on about the incredible power of her magic draughts, but as she turned to go, the woman grabbed her hand.

“You don’t believe. Her. Take this.” She pushed a small vial into her hands. “It will solve the problem you’ve been fighting all your life.”

“Oh, um, but I don’t–”

“Free! As proof.” The old woman turned and started re-arranging something on her little workbench, and it was clear the interaction was over.

So now Yumi stood in her apartment and regarded the little vial. What the heck, she thought. The worst thing that could happen would be nothing, right?

She uncorked the top and dashed it down in one quick gulp, catching a vaguely minty taste as it traveled over her tongue.

Then she waited, feeling a bit silly. Just as she was about to shrug and go throw the vial away, her entire body flushed, and the most incredible heat filled her from head to toe.

“Oh fuck!” Yumi stumbled backward and leaned against the wall in her tiny apartment, gasping with pleasure as her breasts bloomed up and out of her neckline like rising loafs of bread.

“Feels so… good!” The previously-scrawny young woman groped her rapidly-inflating bust through her sweater, marveling as they blew up bigger and bigger, far larger than any big-titted model she’d ever gazed upon with green-eyed envy.

She was so enraptured in the act of running her hands over her swelling mounds that it took her a moment to notice that her skirt had exploded right off her hips and her underwear was barely holding itself together. “I’m getting bigger all over?”

The answer came soon enough, when her head bonked into her apartment’s low ceiling and her sweater finally failed, tearing off her growing form in a blizzard of loose acrylic wool. She was at least nine feet tall now, and growing at a steady clip.

“Oh yes, bigger, make me huge– I want to be too big to ever be ignored again!”

She crouched over as her body complied, kicking her futon out of the way, her butt pushing up against the door, palms flat against the opposite wall, her seemingly bottomless cleavage filling the sole window in the apartment. In the sudden darkness, Yumi felt the walls closing in, hemming in her transformation. She snarled at the thought of being controlled, something that poor, shy, five-foot-tall old Yumi never would have done.

With a mighty shove, she pushed her way out of her third-floor apartment, tumbling down into the garden below in a pile of drywall and sweaty limbs. Disentangling herself, she stood and stretched, pleased to see that she was eye-level with her old apartment and still clearly growing.

She hefted her breasts in her hands, each tit easily more than a handful despite her increasing size, and squeezed them together, the resulting cleavage deep enough to swallow a full-grown man whole. Sirens wailed in the distance, and Yumi smiled. “I think I hear some people who want to play with me…” she said, and started stomping toward the closest siren, growing slowly taller the entire time.

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I WOULD CATCH A FLIGHT FOR SAMME!!! THIS WOMAN HERE IS SOMETHING ELSE 🤤🤤🤤

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There was a time when your boss was nice with everyone. But then after the pregnancy her breasts grew huge, and so did her confidence and arrogance. The day you had enough, she was scolding you the same as any other day, really, and you were trying to tell her that she was leaking and that you could see her nipples since the thin white shirt was almost see-through now (and she obviously wasn't wearing a bra). After you got almost fired for that, you decided that it was time to stop. It has been a month since your witchy wife started pressuring you about stealing your boss's breasts, and today was the day. "Do whatever you want, honey. Just destroy her." You said, shortly before falling asleep after a night of magical and wild sex. The next morning you woke up to the excitement of your wife bringing you "breakfast" in bed. "Hubby, your breakfast is ready."

She was naked, and no food was in sight. The only thing that could resemble something like that is her now gigantic bosom. It was perfectly massive and round. But most importantly, milk was heavily leaking from both of her nipples. In the corner of the room was your boss, as if she was being punished for being a bad girl. You had never seen her so embarrassed and meek. Your wife generously let her keep something. She could still be considered big by someone, as she must be at least a D cup, but they are nothing compared to the monstrous size that your wife had reached by stealing from the boss and adding to her already respectable size. There was, however, no trace of her milk while your superior wife was lactating just by existing, even without being stimulated. You didn't know for how long you stayed in bed that morning. Both you and your wife came multiple times, and she never seemed to run out of milk. While you are a bit sad for your boss, this was most certainly the best decision of your life. You will for sure let your wife absorb more women in the future.

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"Are you serious? Are you really going to try and say no to this?" Lucy asked you, your once ex-girlfriend now standing before you, easily standing over eight feet tall with curves capable of utterly decimating you.

You try to reason with her, having to crane your neck upwards to stare at your former lover, as she stepped even closer. Every attempt at an explanation is met with resounding laughter and an increase of her size, however, especially as you tell her off for how possessive she was towards you.

"That's because I just wanted you so, so, so badly~! And when I don't get what I want..." Lucy trails off, moaning as her custom-made dress begins to burst at the seams, unable to contain her burgeoning curves. "I get bigger~!"

The absolute glee on Lucy's face gives away just how much she is enjoying getting even larger, as she steps towards you once again, now closer to nine feet tall. "So, what will it be, shrimp? Are you going to take me back, or am I just going to have to get even bigger~?" She asks, her sheer size intimidating enough, yet compounded by the lustful, glazed over look in her eyes.

As you struggle to answer, Lucy steps even closer, the heat radiating off her womanhood hitting you full force right in the face, as your ex-girlfriend stretches another few inches taller, her hips widening, inches piling onto her already colossal chest and rear. "Mmm, come on, darling~. Am I not BIG ENOUGH for you yet~?" She purrs, grinning as another spurt washes over her.

Now standing over ten feet tall, Lucy looks up towards the ceiling, a dominant grin on her face. "Y'know what, shorty~? Ah, I think I might just be a little TOO big for you now~." Lucy moans, her body stretching and expanding, her head getting closer and closer to the ceiling. With a snap, her clothing crumbles, leaving her gigantic body exposed, with no intentions of hiding it on her mind. Instead, she just swells larger, becoming utterly huge. "But, I know what I want now~..." she coos, her head thumping against the ceiling, forcing her to sit down onto her Alaskan king-sized booty, all while still thickening and rising closer to the ceiling.

"I want to be even BIGGER...starting by being bigger than your puny house, you insignificant twerp~." Your ex states, sending chills down your spine. "And right now, I'm not big enough to have what I want, so..." a rumbling sound fills the air, as you plead with your ex to not go through with her own desires, even offering to take her back as your girlfriend, but she isn't listening. "I'll. Get. BIGGER~!"

With a scream of passion and wanton desire, Lucy surges in height, cresting over twenty five feet tall as she bursts through what once was your house, her thick thighs surrounding you on all sides as she giggles, moaning from the open air as it grazes against her skin. "Mmm, now that's better...but still, I could stand to be even...BIGGER~..." Lucy muses, her body reacting instantaneously.

As you are met on either side by Lucy's thickening body, your ex-girlfriend giggles in delight, shifting herself to rest on her knees now, her ass bouncing as she grows bigger and bigger. Eventually, Lucy brings herself to her feet, and without a care of whether or not she's crushed you, she begins walking towards town, her every footfall sending quakes throughout the city. As she approaches the downtown area, Lucy's body begins to quake once again, as she purrs in delight, her mind flush with new desires. Staring up at the biggest skyscraper of the city, however, one thought comes to mind: "I want to be big enough for my tits to CRUSH that puny building between them~!"

Of course, being left unfulfilled, her body begins to stretch and expand, the skyscraper seeming more and more diminutive in comparison to Lucy, until she is able to wrap both breasts around the entire building, a depraved look in her eyes. "Get ready, you insects~. You're about to receive the greatest tittyfuck of your entire lives~!"

Without any more delay, Lucy begins pumping and jiggling her breasts around the building, the sound of glass shattering and people screaming falling onto deaf ears, as all Lucy can focus on is the sheer pleasure she's experiencing from crushing an entire skyscraper between her boobs. With a dominant giggle, Lucy presses her chest together, and the sound of support beams and steel plating being destroyed is audible for miles, as Lucy's tits force the skyscraper between them to collapse, leaving Lucy rather unsatisfied.

"Aw, I wanted that to last a little longer~..." Lucy pouts, "Oh well, I guess I'll just have to get even bigger, until something else in this state can provide me a challenge?" With that, Lucy's body quivers and quakes as the growth begins anew, this time at a much more rapid rate. Her tits go from being big enough to crush skyscrapers, to being large enough to snuff entire cities off the map, her tits bringing about more destruction than anything humanity could have ever imagined.

By the time she is larger than the state, there is nothing to provide a challenge towards her side, which only makes Lucy crave that greater opportunity. Her want expands to be continental in nature, causing her body to steamroll over a majority of the country, causing yet more carnage and utter decimation of the humans beneath her ever-expanding form.

"Aww, really?" Lucy moans, her body now spanning from coast to coast, yet still with nothing big enough to challenge her size. "Well, I guess I'll just need to keep on growing then..." Lucy purrs, giggling as her legs quickly dip into one ocean, while her head floats effortlessly in the other; Or rather, it simply forces the rest of the water her colossal skull is taking the space of to flood the land on the opposite side of her massive being, before she continues to grow even larger.

Eventually, Lucy sits up, straddling the entire planet, watching it shrink before her very eyes. "Ehehehe~...look at how TINY this planet is compared to me now~!" Lucy declares, still feeling her body grow and expand by the second, as her mere womanhood snuffs out entire countries thanks to her incessant state of arousal. "Mmmnnngg, GOD, growing like this just makes me so fucking HORNY~!" Lucy moans out, before looking down at the planet she is now nearly crushing entirely beneath her ass. "Maybe..." Lucy wonders, before slowly floating off of it. For a second, the remnants of humanity on the now-decimated globe breathe a sigh of relief, believing the cataclysmic event to be finally over...until suddenly, Lucy reappears by the planet, easily ten times larger than she had been a moment ago, with a lustful grin on her face.

"Hopefully you all can satisfy me, unlike my boyfriend could~." Lucy purrs, and in an instant, the Earth is brought into her waiting folds, where it is almost immediately crushed into dust by the mere muscles of her snatch, flexing from arousal as Lucy begins fingering herself. "Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh, yes, yes, FUCK YES~!" Lucy moans, climaxing, but as she looks around, she can't help but feel her arousal growing once more, and an idea comes to mind.

"Hmm...I wonder if the sun would work better than that dumb little planet did~?" Lucy purred, as she floated towards the sun, eager to find out the answer. After all, if it did work better, then Lucy could get off, but if it didn't, well...then that means Lucy would be left unfulfilled, and when Lucy doesn't get what she wants...

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One of the absolute best parts of her treatment, aside from the obvious and huge increase in size, was that she felt good going braless for once. When she’d been even smaller, bouncing had been uncomfortable at best. Now, bouncing and moving felt amazing. With every extra ounce she gained to her chest, there was only more mass, more weight pulling against her chest and back, and the sensation intensified the larger she got.

Now she was happy to do her morning runs completely braless, down the edge of the beach. Her massive breasts jostled in a sheer top, utterly devoid of support. Every stride and jump and bounce made her nipples stiffen further, made her body strain to hold her weight, and made the fabric slide across the smooth surface of her bloated chest. She could feel it tighten ever-so-slightly even across the short jog, until she wasn’t just straining it, but overwhelming it. She bit her lip, determined to resist peeling it off until she got home, but the thought of simply stripping down on the beach was deliciously tempting. Later, later.

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The average bra size is rising higher quickly, and it's not only because of more and more people becoming obese. Somehow more and more girls are growing massively stacked and it seems this trend is only getting even bigger when it comes to the amount of girls experiencing it, and the sizes they are growing towards. As some of the busty models and girls got to keep growing, or they will be surpassed and outgrown fully! (Model is ChynaChase!)

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