"I don't care," said Lara, "Just make me bigger!"
Are you sure that you don't want to specif--
"BIGGER. ME. MAKE HUGE," said Lara, gazing down at Dave.
Hm. You're actually pretty fun. Wish granted, then.
Lara gazed down at Dave as he was beginning to stir. He was certainly in for a sho-oh.
Oh.
Lara closed her eyes and cried out as a jolt of pleasure shot outwards from her sopping pussy, gripping her body like a vice grip. She arched her back and fell to her knees. A feeling of fullness and unbearable hunger filled her gut, its soft bulk beginning to press down on the floor. As the fullness grew, she could feel it begin to extend across her body. Her skin stretched as her body spilled outwards. The waistband of her panties was digging into her soft, growing form, and her obscenely-swelling thighs strained against the legs of the undergarment; she could feel a rip open in them as her ass ballooned outwards like twin yoga balls. She yelped in ecstasy as her growing breasts began to brush her nipples against the ground.
We're reaching the limits of your mobility, said the voice, if we go bigger you won't be able to--
"MORE!" shouted Lara, "DON'T STOP UNTIL I FILL THE ROOM!"
Sounds like a plan. Let's ramp this up
Lara opened her eyes briefly as her body was propelled upwards on an explosively-growing mattress of thiccness. Her breasts rushed forwards in front of her as they swelled their bulk beginning to brush against Dave's cock. She saw that he was awake and saying something, but she couldn't bring herself to care. Lara ground her divinely-cushioned hips against the ground, the expansive bulk of her thighs brushing against her hypersensitive clit and driving all rational thought from her head. She could feel her monumental ass brush against the back walls of the room, its bulk straining against the ceiling. Lara panted heavily, the heaving of her chest causing her body to bob up and down on a sea of soft, squeezable glory. She gave a piercing scream as the pleasure reached a climax, her room-filling body cracking the bits of the ceiling that Dave hadn't destroyed, then relaxed as the post-orgasmic bliss filled her, resting her face into the soft, pillowy ocean of her cleavage.
Lara breathed deeply as she tried to regain something resembling human thought. She glanced up at Dave, who had mercifully scrabbled away from the tsunami of chub unleashed by Lara. Well, mostly. She could feel a warm, hardening portion of him under her world-smothering tits.
"Well, honey?" she asked, "What do you think?"
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Dave stared in a mixture of horror and amazement. Before him, a mess of pink, jiggling curves filled the room, with Lara's face and arms emerging from a point before him; her colossal, quivering bosom arced out before her, engulfing the better half of his dick and leaving Lara looking like a woman drowning in an ocean of her own body. A look of bliss, temporary satisfaction, and demonic lust was on her face as she licked her lips.
"I...I have to admit this is pretty impressive," mumbled Dave. "But now what do we do?"
"Well, I'm glad you asked," said a disembodied voice that Lara would have recognized, "Because I think it's your turn to make a change! What do you want now, sport?"
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