Original Author: unknown.
You've memorized the spell in case the book doesn't grow with you, and you know that you're easily capable of casting it. You've also found a few other spells, ones that will be extremely useful – a spell that takes away your need for food, water, and even air; another one that prevents you from destroying anything, no matter how hard you step on it; and lastly, one that prevents anyone from being harmed should they fall off your body while you're a giantess.
Those should allow you to grow as big as you want without causing a mini-apocalypse, so you've memorized those, as well. A few other spells also caught your eye; breast and butt enlargement spells – not that you didn't already have a sizable bust and butt, but hey, bigger is always better, right? – spells that would make your entire body into a flawless and beautiful one, no matter what it looked like; spells that would allow your clothes to grow with you; and much, much more!
You wait until night to cast the spell. Desk lamp switched on and aimed at your mirror, you look at yourself for a second – did black hair and green eyes really suit you? With your new magic, you could change yourself so that you had blonde hair and blue eyes, red hair and brown eyes, hell, even red and gold eyes and blue and purple hair – and it would technically be natural! You'd probably give it a try later.
Marking your current height on the wall besides your mirror, you close your eyes and concentrate on the words of the growth spell. Almost immediately, a warmth fills your body, and you quietly moan – before it subsides as quickly as it had come. Opening your eyes, you check your mark on the wall – and note with utter glee, that you are now four feet, two inches tall! You cast the spell that will cause your clothes to keep up with you – time to have fun! You cast the growth spell again, and again, and again, and again, and again, standing proudly at five feet in height. The warmth growth brings is so nice, that you want to keep growing forever – but you refrain from casting another height growth spell. Next up are your already impressive boobs and butt. A spell or two each sees them swelling larger, and larger, the denim shorts and purple tank top you had put on stretching and reshaping themselves to cope with your growing proportions.
Five feet tall... Should you stop now? Or continue?
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author