"mmmm... Yes." your mother groans as she continues her growth spurt.
You on the other hand, sat there and toyed around with yourself at the very thought of having one of the most beautiful moms out there, grow to an unmatchable stature.
30 feet, 35, 40 45, 50... you feel your mother's body swell ever more larger, and you continue to dwell in your sudden found fantasies. You just couldn't let this felling of swelling flesh ever leave your mind, and still you enjoy it.
An idea then jumps into your head. "Mom, why don't you make me back to normal, then you can continue with your growth as you please."
"EXCELLENT IDEA DARLING, I JUST COULDN"T LEAVE MY LITTLE SON TO BE CRUSHED UNDERNEATH MY GROWING BODY, NOW CAN I?"
Releasing her hold of her growth, she changed her focus to enlarge you back to your normal size.
"Thanks mom." you respond.
"YOU'RE WELCOME, OH SPEAKING OF... WHERE'S KELLY? I WOULD BELIEVE THAT SHE WOULD ENJOY THIS AS MUCH AS I DO. SHE IS NOT MERELY HUGE ENOUGH TO GO OFF ON HER OWN LIKE THAT. 100 FEET IS MUCH TOO SMALL A SIZE FOR A YOUNG WOMAN LIKE HER TO ENJOY; ESPECIALLY IF SHE IS PLANNING TO DO HER WAY WITH THE CITY ENTIRELY." She looked for Kelly everywhere... then in a mere instant, she heard a crashing boom far off in the city's limits.
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