-morphycus

“Is it chest height yet?” Cherise asked, bending over and presenting her thong-swallowing backside to her boyfriend.

“You’ve been growin’ like a weed, darling,” Rick got up from the couch and walked over to her. “But I don’t think you’re quite there.”

When he was within striking distance, Cherise threw her ass back into his stomach, knocking the wind out him.

“Ooof” Rick brought a hand to her hip to steady himself. “Careful, girl, you’ve got a weapon back there.” He looked down. Cherise’s ass was wider than his lower torso by a good margin. “Not quite ‘chest height’ yet babe.”

“It’s not?” Cher was visibly perplexed by this information, looking over her shoulder. “Damnit!”

“Don’t worry about it, sugar,” He looked up from her ass, but Cherise had turned forward and wasn’t looking back at him anymore. “You’re more than en-”

Her ass grew in to him, knocking him off his words with another “oof”. Cher was bent over, concentrating. Her ass bubbled and rose, fat layering on top of fat as it dragged up Rick’s abs.

Her thong didn’t last much longer and snapped off as her ass started to press into his rib cage. Rick’s hand on her hip was slowly extending farther out from him as she widened and thickened and rose.

Rick was about to say something, but Cherise’s ass pressed into his torso so hard he had to take a step back.

Cher moaned, and her growth spiked. Her ass nearly doubled in size in an instant, knocking Rick in his chest hard enough for him to take two more steps back.

She sighed as if she had just came. “How about now?” Cherise asked, moving her hair out of her face. Looking back, She couldn’t even see Rick past the swells of her hips and thighs.

She went to stand up straight, but smacked her head off the nine foot ceiling.

“Ouchies!” Cherise rubbed her head. That would probably leave a mark, both on her and on the ceiling. To fully stand up, she had to bend her neck and hunch her shoulders. “So, how about now?”

Rick looked up at her gaze, then back down to an ass that was twice as wide as he was.

“Yeah, I think you got it. You can just do that?” He asked her, looking up at her.

“I think so. Want me to try that again?”

He didn’t even have to answer. By the time he would’ve said yes her ass had completely smothered him as she grew up through the ceiling.

Femme fatale, girlfailure with a tragic past and spunky preteen boy with electric pet is a winning formula idk idk 

(the veronica taylor/rachael lillis effect)

Number C62: Neo Galaxy-Eyes Prime Photon Dragon

Amanda made a beeline to the bowl of eggnog, scooping herself a glass and downing it in a gulp before she filled it up again.

Her loose sweater began to seemingly tighten, and she smiled as her body swelled slightly, barely noticeable, in reaction to the eggnog.

But it very quickly became noticeable as she downed the second glass, tearing noises coming from her jeans as her rear went from slightly above average to Kardashian-sized, and her sweater puppies began to make her top rise up to reveal some of her midriff.

“Oh my god someone stop Amanda!” the host, Fred, exclaimed, and that was when Amanda seized the bowl itself, tilting it up over her mouth and opening up wide.

Someone grabbed her arm but she shot up out of their reach, swelling hips knocking the grabber down as her jeans gave way. Amanda ran her tongue over the bowl to lick up the rest, as her sweater hung on for dear life, people staring as if waiting for something.

Then another growth spurt hit her, head hitting the ceiling and making her drop down, an ass that would struggle to fit in the back seat of a car landing on top of whoever had grabbed her earlier.

People began scrambling out of the room as Amanda filled it up, taking the chance to grab the turkey that would have been dinner and swallowing it whole, paying no mind to those buried underneath her.

The walls quickly became too tight for Amanda, tits that were bigger than her car filling her vision, until finally the walls began to crack, and she sat up, ceiling giving way like wet paper as she heaved herself above the roof, enjoying the view of her body outgrowing Fred’s house.

Finally the entire building collapsed, leaving the house-sized Amanda sitting naked in its ruins, massive chest heaving as she took a few deep breaths.

“Again, Amanda!?” Fred called up to her. “Really!?”

She smiled down at him, before an earth-shaking belch escaped her lips, hitting one last growth spurt that made it so her butt was house-sized, the rest of her body reaching an apartment complex in size.

“Oops,” she giggled as she realized she’d squished Fred with the last growth spurt. “Don’t worry, this will be the last time. I doubt I’ll be invited to any more parties anytime soon.” She climbed up to her feet, shivering a little from the cold, causing her titanic tits to jiggle with her. She headed down the street, asphalt cracking underneath her car-sized feet, silently hoping for one last growth spurt.

In the spirit of Christmas, she got what she wanted, and another, even larger belch escaped her lips as she soared upwards in height, her curves swelling even larger in proportion.

“Ah!” Amanda exclaimed as her now bus-sized boobs shifted her center of gravity, sending her toppling fowards. Luckily, they helped cushion her fall, but the rest of the neighborhood wasn’t so lucky when it came to the now hundred-fifty-foot giantess slamming down onto them, half the houses on the street being flattened underneath her. “Oops again,” she giggled, struggling to get to her feet against the cumbersome weight of her absurd curves. “Guess I gotta adapt a bit to these babies.”

Teresa stopped her looking over the ocean as she saw a small shape on the horizon. She squinted, peering as it seemed to grow closer.

“What is that? It’s almost like a pair of giant beach balls,” she muttered.

After a few minutes of it growing closer, it seemed to take up most of the horizon, and she realized what it was, letting out a scream as she ran.

The mind-bogglingly giant ass wasn’t so much getting closer as it was growing closer, and within another few minutes it had reached the beach, taking up the entire view of the beach side city, before it finally stopped growing, the pair of tanned spheres of flesh nearly a mile wide hanging in the air, only a hundred feet from causing any major damage.

Then it moved up, and suddenly seemed to jump backwards before descending, the sudden compression of air flattening an entire city block before the booty crushed the rest of the city, sending earthquakes for hundreds of miles.

~

“Ah,” Montana gasped, sitting up and panting after her long drink. Entire clouds were inhaled with each breath, their water content fueling her growth even further.

She climbed to her feet, not noticing each step causing any nearby cities to collapse. “Not quite to the top of the clouds yet,” she sighed, before getting back on her knees, greedily sucking up more of the Atlantic Ocean.

She looked excited. "I won! I really won. Oh this is great, the prize turns the winning girl into an Amazon sex machine" she says as her bra starts to groan. "I'm already six five with these big fat jugs how big am I gonna get!" She didn't want an answer she just wanted me to imagine. She grew before my very eyes, muscles swelling. Each second that passed she seemed to fill up more and more of my field of view. It was like her whole body was being filled by some never ending faucet. I was mesmerized as her breasts doubled in size on her frame. And that ass, she had a big juicy ass before but now with even more fat, and pounds of muscle under that it was absolutely huge. "Fuck this feels great" she moans nearing twelve feet tall and showing no signs of slowing down yet. "But there is one problem" she says pulling at her panties snapping them off. "This runt in front of me isn't eating me out yet" and before I could process what she had said I was burried face first into her pussy, I had to please her. Now my life depended on it as she grew into a twenty foot goddess.

“What’s the big deal? It’s not like I’m the first person to grow around here.”

Your little shrew of a wife had really surprised you when you came home today. Two steps into the living room, right after work, and there she was, seated and taking up the whole room.

Enormous and terrifying.

Her butt had badly dented the wall behind her, leaving cracked drywall everywhere, her head had knocked the ceiling fan to the ground at some point and her boobs rested on her lap, quivering together easily as large as the hippos you’d seen at the zoo.

“Honey, you’re huge. How are we supposed to live here? You can’t even leave the room?!?”

“Oh, I can leave the room, little guy. It will just be your job to buy us a bigger house next time.”

Her annoyed expression turned to a much scarier smile as she reached forward and grabbed you around the waist.

“I hope you’re less delicate than you look. I want to have some fun…”

Commission on twitter for BradyTheWWEFan

A doodle that turned into a quick little one-off featuring @theenglishgent‘s demon gal Marie. Such a simple little doodle. It’s fun with play with composition and shape to the point where two circles and the edges of a face are sort of suggestive.

Good times. Hope you enjoyed.

Zexal Month: Redesign (Nistro)

For this month I decided to do a few redesigns for Zexal Month and I decided to start with Nistro.

Actually, I have no issue with Nistro’s canon design and this is definitely one of the designs that I wanted to do for fun. I really like Nistro as a character, I think he’s really fun and I just really like his look. His Giant coat with orange fur is absolutely my favorite thing about his original design.

So for the redesign I went ahead and played around with what I thought would suit Nistro and his story best. He’s Heartland’s left hand man and an enforcer for the WDC. In this redesign, The outfit shown is an alternate design of what he wears when he enters the carnival himself.

When I was figuring out what to do with this design, I was thinking in terms of his relationship with Mr. Heartland, His role in Heartland City, and how he moves on from there. I figured that the clothes he’d be wearing would be dark, intimidating, and have a clean silhouette in the beginning when he’s first seen; It’d be a contrast to Mr. Heartland who’s ostentatious and colorful. 

Then when he joins the WDC so he could battle Yuma again, He sorta distances himself from Heartland’s control and reignites poorly smothered sparks inside him and he dons a striking flame jacket that intimidates his opponents and challenges Heartland. 

After the Tower fall and Dextra and him escape, he’s free of Heartlands control and dresses more casually with a triadic color scheme to match his newfound success as a wrestler.  

@zexalmonth​

She knew about your fetish. you looooved big growing women, and she’d found you took a liking to MtLady, whatever that was, but she decided to treat you, that’s what partners were all about.

“Hey honey~ mmmphh~ i’m so glad you’re home~”

She was much….bigger than normal, around 6ft with curves that looked comical on her. she used to be petite! tiny! shorter than you!

“Don’t you worry, i can see how confused you are, but don’t be silly~ we’re gonna have some fun~”

she pushed herself against you, her giant tits smothering into your chest, she pulled your arms to her ass and made you squeeze as she whispered.

“What do you want to be crushed by~?”

You stuttered and stammered, unable to speak with such size and thickness overwhelming you, she just laughed down at you and bit her lip.

“Don’t worry~ i’ll give you options~”

Then she surged up, 6’5ft, her tits pushing her skin tight cosplay, and her ass bursting out.

Surge

Surge

Surge

Her cosplay was in tatters, at 9’7 with tits double her size and as ass to boot, she stared down at you, panting and licking her lips.

“Gonna pick or do i need to grow more for an answer~?”

Big catch [2]

involuntary defensive mechanism? Patreon Twitter Carrrd

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Witchy Wife

Model: elybella

You sat as you stared at your wife's massive rear, still trying to comprehend how it had gotten to this point. You weren't complaining, but you still didn't quite understand how your wife was suddenly able to make her ass 4 times bigger. Her thong dig deep into her as she caressed her plumped lips, teasing you as she gently bounced it up and down.

"Well? Are you just going to stare at it? I did this for you honey, I figured you'd be balls deep in this fat ass by how hehe."

"Well fuck then get ready babe! I'm pounding you into the fucking carpet tonight!" You quickly stood up, dropping your pants as your wife crawled towards you, swallowing your limp dick as she sucked on you, moaning as you hardened in her mouth. She grinned, letting go as she gently jerked at your 6" erection. She turned around, hugging the head of the couch as she spread her legs for you, bouncing each side of her ass as you approached her, groaning as you slid your cock into her wet pussy, softly pounding against her ass.

"Fuck, so big, so much ass! I don't know how deep I can go!" Suddenly, your wife began muttering under her breath, you moaned as you felt something unnatural take hold, your cock burning as you could feel it pulsating, almost as if it was stretching inside or your wife?!

"That's it, grow for me big boy! Tear me in half!" Your wife screamed as you could feel your dick growing inside of her, digging deeper as you pounded harder and harder, the wet sloshing drowned by the pounding of her fat ass….

Sierra’s Cheeseball Treat

Sometimes, the best way to answer a question is to grow your way to an answer. Is the moon made of cheese? Let’s find out!

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