On a crowded bus or subway, you find you bump backwards into a guy standing behind you. You both bnush and apologize. He's pretty handsome, and he's bulge felt a little more than substantial.
And suddenly, your clothes feel tighter? Another little and you bump into him again, his bulge feels bigger, and you know now you're getting bigger, as your boobs and belly are starting to strain your shirt and your leggings start to get real tight. You hear him gasp a little behind you before bumping into him again, feeling him bigger than before...
How long you think this will go on before your stop?
We silently apologized to each other for the first bump, though looking down, I noticed what looked like my body swelling slowly right before my eyes. I rubbed my eyes, yet it was still there. My heartbeat intensified a bit even if it was just a little growth, a cup size, slightly wider thighs, and a bit of a belly too...
I didn't mind the chubby look, but this was out of nowhere... As the subway got more crowded after another stop, I had to take a step back, and once again bumped into the same guy, and this time it felt like I bumped into...'more'? Was that his...no, what am I thinking about, I should look to him and say sorry.
Turning to him, seeing his lovely face and him even apologizing first was quite nice, distracting me enough from my curves swelling, now in front of HIS eyes... His own pants strained, just like mine did, but for very different reasons, and in different regions.
Every now and then the bumping would happen again, and this time we'd just take it as a part of the trip...nothing more.
Though more and more I noticed how my body was literally getting fatter. I was putting on weight and I could only assume that touching HIM was causing this.
I look at his bulge and my eyes widen, it's bigger than my head now. He's blushing. He knows it's grown too. Though with how much more space I'm taking, especially this width, this fat ass that makes my leggings look almost skin colored, starting to show some indentation from what's underneath...
My breasts wobbling intensely as my bra can hardly contain them, my shirt tight around my boobs and belly, it feels impossible to contain them both...after two whole stops where we didn't touch, I noticed there was no growth.
I purposefully bump into him to see if my theory proved true, even if it meant getting fatter - and with a loud noise, my shirt snapped upwards, to cover only my now gigantic breasts, as my belly was fully exposed. I blushed, wanting to cover myself in embarrassment. My ass ballooned and so did my thighs. His bulge loudly strained his pants...
Fuck, I shouldn't have done that, I needed to get away, but my stop wasn't this one yet... Worse, I heard him gasp after I 'accidentally' bumped him again. After an actual accidental bump, his gasp sounded more like a moan, and I swear I could see his bulge throb. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad...
Soon after, I figured out that... we were both leaving at the last stop, as it was the only one left. The subway was emptied, yet we didn't go sit down. He probably would draw even more attention to his bulge if he did, and I felt like I would either not fit in *two* subway chairs, or I'd simply break them by sitting.
My ass was so wide I was scared I wouldn't fit through the doorway.
It had gone on for a while now, and I must have tripled my initial weight... as I could finally exit, I got stuck in the doorway, my hips were too wide for it, easily. Though before I felt embarrassment again, I saw no one was leaving through this door...except him. He was so happy he got to his stop he didn't even notice I got stuck, and his massive bulge bumped me one more time, giving me the powerful push necessary to leave the subway with him. I almost fell - not on my face, the sheer size of my tits and belly would prevent that - but I recomposed myself, and as he was apologizing, I decided to make a move...
He couldn't take his eyes off my growing curves, I could take my eyes off his growing bulge...I bumped into many people in the subway before, hot guys and girls alike, and none ever made me swell. We must have a special connection, we must have been made for each other in some strange, twisted, growing way.
It was time to find out... <3
(Writing this was difficult, I couldn't figure out how to start it, and wanted to find an image for it but wasn't sure what to use. Still not entirely satisfied but oh well, I hope it was alright, @gabidy-gook )
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