[magnus knight]

Ryan couldn’t see any of this, but the pause had him suspecting his machine did something to her, something wonderful he hoped. “Sorry about that,” Ally said as she picked the phone back up. “Just something I had to take care of.” As she said it she absently tugged on her skirt and then reaching down had to pull her thigh highs back up again. She began talking again to Ryan, and maybe she didn’t notice yet, but he could tell her pitch was off, lower. They talked for a few more minutes; “Plink!” was heard on his end, followed by “What the fuck?” The noise sounded metallic, “Umm Ryan, my ring just snapped off.” Ryan had no idea if this was real or role play, so he just told her that sounded hot. “No, it actually broke off…” Ryan could tell she was close to hanging up, so thinking quickly he explained about sweat causing corrosion and breaking the material down over time. “It’s gold though,” Ally replied. “Could have been just coated, nobody’s perfect?” was his flimsy response. “And anyhow, if we talk long enough, you can get a new one.” Ryan just wanted to keep her on the line, to hear if this whole thing worked. “Umm, ok, yeah, where were we?” Ally asked.
Ryan thought for a moment, “You were telling me what you liked about growing.” “Oh, ok,” Ally started back up with her descriptions of her growing, how good it would feel, and while doing so she kicked her legs back up onto her couch, but they felt bunched up, and so she kicked them to the top, placing her tennis shoes on the top of the end of her couch, only they should not be reaching that part of the furniture, they shouldn’t be anywhere near there. Ally was also curling and uncurling her toes inside the shoes, unaware of why she was doing it, but it seemed to feel good. The truth was with ever flex they were able to find room as she curled them inside her tight footwear. The toe are was quickly loosing free space, and it didn’t help any that her heels were beginning the push into the backs of the tennis shoes, forcing the toes forward, hence the need to curl.
“…and the way the gaps would form in a blouse…” Ally was continuing on, getting so caught up in this chat that she didn’t notice the gaps beginning to form in her own tight pink blouse, but they were, those six buttons, each one protruding just a bit, forming an overall diamond shaped gap, the type seen in certain movies when the shirt’s contents began to encumber the function of said shirt. They were there, still small, but four diamond shaped gaps were open, the buttons above and below each twisted askew, some looking like they were going to undo themselves, others just hanging on best they could.
“…and then my skirt would kind of hike up on its own, revealing my creamy thighs, teasing them to the world…” Ally was wearing a black miniskirt, it sat just above the midpoint between her knees and waist, and as she would admit it made her feel sexy. This mini as more mini though as it was now resting closer to said waist then it would have been and with every few seconds that knee to waist gap was increasing.
The miniskirt moved gently, slowly, almost like a seductive dance as it shimmed higher, revealing a gap between the tops of those white stockings and the bottom of the skirt. Ally was too busy rubbing her hands over those white thigh highs, playing with the lace stretchy tops, when her index finger seemed to tear a hole in it. “Damn it…” she blurted. “What is it?” Ryan asked. “I just tore my new stockings one of my customers sent me as a gift.” She said in an annoyed tone, and a little deeper one he noticed. “Well, if this goes right I’ll buy you a new pair, biggest they make.” Ryan told here. “What are you talking about?” Ally asked, and Ryan thinking quickly, “Nothing, just playing into the fantasy is all.”
They were both talking again getting back into the giantess fantasy; “Plink!” came over the line. “Wow, I just popped a button.” Ally said. “Sounds hot.” Was Ryan’s reply. “No, I really just had one pop off of my…” “POP!” Another one just snapped off. “Ryan… I need to go, something’s, umm, happening.” Ryan knew the affects must be kicking in now. “Please Ally, just keep me on the line, I promise I won’t look for a refund.” Ally didn’t hear that last part though; she dropped the phone when her left calf felt an odd tickle. The thigh high stocking had a small run in it, and as she watched, the run seemed to grow, creeping down her calf until it disappeared into her tennis shoe.
“Umm, oh, ummm…” Were the sounds Ryan heard over the phone line during the next few minutes. He didn’t know what was happening, but he tried to imagine, and judging by the erection quickly going up as the tent rose, he liked what he was imagining.
“Oh, oh…” he heard her moan in a seductive manner. “Snap! Snap! Snap!” was what he heard over the line, and the sound was louder then an average possible tear, yet softer then shoes bursting, “Laces.” He blurted out, her tennis shoes must have laces, and they’re now snapping to relieve the pressure. “Shrippp ,rip.” It was a softer sound, very light, barely audible. “Hmmm, hehe hmmm…” Ally seemed to be giggling, and the tearing noise was so soft, he guessed it had to be her thigh highs, running all over those sexy smooth legs of hers, just tearing and rending into ribbons. The soft materiel they were made of he guessed might tickle her.
“Uhhh, oh, oh, mmmm…” Ryan didn’t know for sure if those were moans of pain or joy, but while he was trying to decide he heard a series of popping noises, followed by a snap, and could only guess either the buttons on her pink blouse just blew off, or her laces finished snapping, which would mean her shoes would be incredibly tight right now. “Brrip! Burup! Shrrip!” whatever that was I t was very loud. “Her shoes!” Ryan guessed, after some thought that had to be the loud noise, and his mind raced, the thought of her small, cute feet, exploding out of one, or both at once, so sexy.
“Oh, oh god…” It was the first word he understood clearly. “Plink! POP! Plink!” He didn’t know for sure if that was more laces, the shoes separating sole and upper, or anything else really. “Crunch! Smash!” All Ryan heard were these loud banging noises, he assumed she was either so big now she was knocking things over, or maybe getting off, either thought was strangely arousing for him at the moment.
These thoughts were racing through his head, her on all fours, growing bigger and bigger, clothes tearing off as she has her hands all over herself, caressing every curve of soft skin. Maybe she was sitting, her feet tearing, no bursting out of her shoes, the leather unable to contain them, and as they went out, growing things were being knocked all around. “Snap! Shrip! Rip!”
More tearing noises, was it her blouse, maybe the shoulder seams, or back, rending, splitting open, or her skirt, just splitting along her thighs, giving those thighs he imagined so beautiful and toned, just ripping the sides, more room to expand.
“Uhh! Oh, Oh my god! My breasts… so, so tight, so full.” Ryan almost lost it right there, Ally’s blouse torn open, her breasts must be really heaving into that bra, must really be tight, the cups overflowing with such amazing and delightful pressure building as they thrust and heave, ever tighter, fuller. Ryan thought if the cups ruptured, nipples possibly erect, jutting out into the cool air of wherever she was. He literal had one hand on the phone, the other drifting southward at this point. “Damn, should have recorded this.” He chuckled to himself at that moment.
“Uhh, so tight..umm ohh ,so good, sooooo hmmm!” Ally was really moaning and groaning now, and Ryan imagined her panties were beginning to fail now, getting really tight in all the wrong or right places he mused. “Shrrrip, rip, Shrrip!” The sounds of more clothes failing, rending off of her body. Ryan guessed her neighbors, if she had any could here this by now, and he really hoped if she was in an apartment, the other people would leave, hopefully before any buildings began to come down around them.
“Snap! Snap, Pop!” Whatever that was it went after putting up a fight. Ryan was running out of clothing to imagine, but he guessed she had to be pretty big by now, maybe fifteen or more feet at this point in time.
“Oh… mmmm, So big.” Ally moaned it out, her voice sounded somewhat booming now, and he had to pull the phone away from his ear. “So, free, so mmmmm powerful.” It sounded like a whisper of sultry lust, or she could be out of breath, after all growing could be tiring. The chance she might be getting off as well crossed his mind, and he knew that always made him tired after a long session.
“Bang! Bang! Crash!” Rayne heard some very loud noises now, and he didn’t know what they were exactly, but the last crash sounded like glass breaking, and that could only mean she was literally bringing down the house. “Ohh god…yes mmmm!” Was the last thing Ryan heard Ally say, and then a crushing noise and nothing, nothing but silence. “Ally, Ally?” Ryan shouted into the phone, but the reply was, “beep beep beep beep” of the dial tone. The connection was lost, maybe she stepped on the phone and crushed it, or perhaps as she grew through the roof parts came down and squished it. Either way it was over and the sticky feeling on his hand told him he was too. “You’re welcome, and goodnight sweet giantess, wherever you are.”
Ryan hung up the phone, he could have turned on the television, as a twenty to thirty foot woman going about the town was sure to be national news, but this whole thing started out as fantasy, and getting some sleep and dreaming about it just felt like the right thing to do, the right note to end this evening on.
This is the end of the story, at least from Ryan’s perspective, but I’m sure “Ally” has more to say, and plenty of juicy details that would keep one going for a very long time, but if you want those, well…
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