Sarvente’s anger had fueled her growth, causing her height to grow slightly and her breasts and ass to start expanding, slowly at fist, but as the boy kept taunting her, they grew faster. She started to feel them, pressing against her tight clothing, starting to rip them. She slowly approached him, grabbing his shoulders, letting her breasts hold him there once they grew large enough. She grew in height as her assists expanded as well, though still slower than her flowing breasts and plump ass, her clothes stretched unimaginably large, to accommodate her bust and bosom. The boy did struggle against them, causing small ripples of pleasure to be sent through Sarv’s body.
“Trying to escape, are we?” She said, taunting the boy. He only struggled in response, now panicking. Now, Sarv decides to…
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