{/justify} A thrill perhaps only matched by the one of your own! By the shock that the sight, her sight had on you! A sensation defying nature, a magnificent creature, your creation. Yes, you gave her the serum, you caused her growth, her transformation, and yet were struck with nothing but awe! It was a stance that her vision pushed upon you the more you witnessed. Her still ascending frame as she slowly but steadily bypassed 6’8, her ample and perfectly defined spheres pushing against your palms filling them by the second. The pair of steelhard dots that almost pierced through the poor bra whose straps were pushed to the limit by the breasts that developed into a DD cup in front of your eyes. You heard the intense and sensuous panting the growth induced from your teacher, you heard the loud creaks that her tearing jeans released upon giving up to her growth, and opening more and more along her thighs. You saw her pants and underwear creeping down from her hips revealing more and more of her burning and inviting entrance that now raised your attention. A silent gasp left your lips before you tried to escape from this enchantment through an explanation.
“M-Miss Blake...w-what’s hap...”, you began but you were silenced by a gentle finger against your lips.
“Ant...”, your name came to your ears in the most sensuous and charming way, causing you to look up and up until you could finally glance directly in the glowing eyes by breaking your neck back. Your teacher allowed herself a devious smile.
“I need you, Ant...”, the amazon whispered in a way so similar to an order, and you could only bow obediently before leaning forward and pressing a worshipping kiss at the white flesh of her breasts.
“Anything you want, mistress...”, you whispered as there was no denial in the statement. You were enslaved by Miss Blake, willing to do anything that she demanded and that could help her grow faster and more powerful. And she appreciated your gesture with a soft moan and a kiss at the head, kneeling down in front of you, and tearing down your trousers with a single movement. Your already bulging tool was quickly removed from the cover of your underwear, placed between the swelling mounds instead, your teacher gazing up in your eyes with insatiable lust.
“Cum for me, Anthony. Fill me up, help me reach my peak!”, she demanded, and you immediately did as ordered, your cock blowing the instant it was engulfed by her plumpy lips. You couldn’t help it. Her growth spurt, the heat of her breasts on both sides of your tool, the libido almost radiating from Miss Blake, it was too much. And she swallowed the whole load in an instant only to receive a second one almost immediately before she pulled away.
“Yes...ahh, gods...”, she gasped gulping down all the seeds she’d just received, her arms moving up along her body to caress the E cup mounds and soft skin that became more and more uncovered following the constant creaks of her tearing clothes. Your teacher moaned in quick succession at least ten different times, each adding a new inch to her increasing height. Soon enough, Miss Blake was large enough to rip her shoes open, and her growth was far from finished. The woman arched her back, tilting her head backwards to moan in ecstasy, her glimmering eyes filled with pleasure. And you watched her ascension with an erected rod, your eyes growing wide open to take in more of the beautiful transformation.
“Grow, Miss Blake, grow!”, you whispered with awe before your gaze fell upon the remaining of your potion behind the developing amazon. Then you did it. Without second thoughts, you grabbed the beaker. If half dose of your serum caused this, you could only wonder what the whole dose would do. You were doing nothing bad, right? If anything, Miss Blake was blooming from your serum, she surely wouldn’t mind a second dose. Besides, you were only providing help in her becoming healthier, right? The moment was fragile, you had no time to waste. Before the now roughly nine feet tall Rebecca Blake could fully recover from the aftermath of her growth, she found herself silenced by the beaker that you forced against her lips, making her drink the whole with a single gulp.
You watched in terror as the woman suddenly bent into half grasping her stomach with trembling body and moaning with apparent and massive pain... {/justify}
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