"Dylan, sweety," Helen said a little breathlessly, smiling at her son.
Her desire to be taller had slowly manifested itself as a fetish, though suppressed. Now her recent growth spurt had open a Pandora's box of lust and desire in Helen's mind and she surrendered to it fully, licking her lips and caressing her swollen body as she gazed at Dylan.
"Let's give mommy another dose, hm?" She almost whispered.
Dylan swallowed hard, his cock throbbing a little. He didn't know what to think about what he felt but he did want to see his Mom grow some more. The image brought him warm and tingly feelings that he didn't want to stop. He pulled the trigger on the gun again.
Helen sighed with satisfaction as she felt the energy again, lifting her head back and closing her eyes with a smile. With a shudder her body began to grow and swell again, her curves becoming more exaggerated as she grew taller.
Her bra soon snapped under her tight shirt as her breasts billowed forward, pushing unrestrained against the fabric. Her thighs, hips and butt grew thicker and longer, slowly overcoming their denim prison as her flesh bulged and swelled even more. Helen gripped and caressed her butt, grunting and moaning as she grew taller and curvier and more of her flesh filled her hands.
By the time she came to a quivering halt at just over seven feet her jeans were hanging off her in tatters, while her shirt had tore open at the back to accommodate her broader body and bulging breasts, each easily as big as her head. Helen opened her eyes, a little disappointed that it had ended so soon. She could feel that she was on the edge of release and one more dose should do it...
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