Deryk_Shane
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~BBW, Expansion, ~SWG - A moviegoer mysteriously gets more than just the price of admission
She walked quickly. Her pace elevating her heart rate. Her pulse pounding down her skin as she walked. The faster she walked, the tighter her pants became, and the more prominent her pulse became just below the fabric.
She was scared and worried at what was taking place. She slid her hand down again to her thigh and hip, hoping it was just a phantom thought. Met by her fingers, large bulging thighs straining the light denim. Her hips curving outward and bulging as she stepped.
Just a few minutes ago, she was sitting with her family, watching a movie at the drive-in. With plenty of space, her and her three sisters sat in lawn chairs besides the car. Blankets and pillows keeping them comfortable as they took in the night at the movies.
Her first inkling of something amiss happened just as the first movie's credits started to roll. She stood up and leaned against the side of the family van, talking to her mother when a shooting spasm went down her stomach and legs. All her muscles clenched. Not being obvious, she brushed it off as her nerves falling asleep, sitting on the metal lined chairs.
Returning to her chair, she started sweating in the warm summer night. A gust of wind blew, chilling her sweaty torso. She adjusted herself, pulling her right ankle up under her left knee. Again the discomfort increased to the point she had to put her legs out again and that's when she noticed her snug her jeans were.
She had noticed something different with how they hung on her body when she had stood up, but this time the fabric was cutting deep into the creases where her thighs met her waist. In the darkness, she could tell her thighs were wider, that they were spreading out more on the chair.
She was a thin girl, but still had well developed curves. Throughout highschool, she was well known for her large breasts and, so she gloated, amazing cleavage. Her snug blue shirt showcased her upper body well. Her loose jeans hanging nicely over a pert, round, and petite, butt.
But now her thighs were touching, her pants had now formed as a second skin on her lower body. Just as the opening previews started for the second movie, she felt she could take it no longer, and stood up. Sensing a lack of balance, she held the chair back as she walked past, her body contorting as she tried to walk in such as a way as to not draw attention to her growing situation in her pants.
She walked quickly, finally reaching the concession room and quickly off to the side to the bathroom. With the second movie starting, the room was empty as she approached the sinks. As she was just feet away, she stopped, amazed at her much more definied her hips were and how thick her thighs had become.
She braced herself as she noticed the floor length mirror to her left and felt her hips give a little in shock as she saw her much more prominent, much more noticeable, newfound bubble butt strainng her jeans outward into one continuously bulging arc from belt to thigh. She reached back cautiously and felt her butt.
Her jeans were warm and damp with sweat, sealing her body. Her cheeks had become very shapely and yet very soft to the touch. They gave well with each bit of pressure, and giggled slightly through the tight denim when she really squeezed. She modeled herself, looking over her left and right shoulder as she spun, scared and aroused by what she saw.
As she did, another woman entered, no younger than forty, saw her. Startled, she stood up and with a jolt of intense euphoria and pressure, she removed her hand from her butt and looked at her. Her butt was growing more. The material straining with every added spec of fat. Could she see, she wondered. Her jeans grew tighter, constricting her more.
The older woman stood there cautiously, then asked if everything were okay. She responded that they were, and quickly rushed outside and through the muggy, heavy air back to the front row. Her large butt now shifting drastically as she ran. She got to the lawn chair and sat down, suddenly feeling her thighs and butt graze the back and sides as she did.
Her jeans were now soaked with sweat. The cool breezes that were so frequent earlier now felt like a hot breath inches from her body. She suffered through the next half hour of the movie, not sure of what to do. With the tightness of her pants not changing, and with little way of knowing because of her extreme dampness, she continued to grope at her thighs and butt, hoping to sense some type of change to her.
Noticing this from the car, her mother called to her to ask if everything were okay. She lied, and just said that she was so sweaty she was trying to cool down.
As the movie finally finished and the credits began, sweat was pooring off her into her drenched jeans. It had felt like she were just getting out of a pool, rather than sitting in a chair watching a movie. Afraid at what was about to happen, she stood up, her thighs lifting the chair up slightly as she did.
Her mother hadn't noticed yet, neither had her sisters or father. She walked to the car and leaned against the door as she did earlier and was about to make mention to her mother when suddenly her youngest sister said rather loudly how large her butt had become.
Embarrassed and shocked, she glanced behind the van and to her back as she watched the eyes of the patrons glance over her. The young male beside them took immediate notice and quickly looked away when their eyes met.
Her mother got out of the van and surveyed her, embarrassing her more. Now it was widely known to most everyone still not on their way out, that something was wrong with this girl's butt as everyone in her family were now looking, in a circular motion as they walked around her.
Horrified at the thoughts, she shooed them away and jumped into the van and scooted to the far end of the second row bench. She began to sob. Her mother sat down next to her. It was no help, she cried into her shoulder.
Her father drove home, not mentioning anything as did her mother. Pulling into the drive way, her youngest sister then asked what had happened. What had made her butt get so big, and would it happen to her.
Staring down at her now massive lower body, she glanced up at her father looking over his shoulder from the drivers seat as he got out. He told her everything would be fine, and to go get some sleep.
She walked gingerly into the house, as the wet pants were now causing serious shaffing. Walking up the steps to the second floor was painful and slow. Her mother trailed her up the steps, as did her youngest sister.
Getting to the bathroom, she needed help to remove her soaked pants and underwear. It was there that she saw her new shape. It looked so much larger now than just hours earlier in the bathroom. Reaching back to touch her butt, she could barely reach the furthest point of her cheeks. With both hands, she squeezed them and jiggled. Her thighs rubbed and quivered with each step. Despite the amazing growth that took place, her body was smooth without wrinkles or cellulite.
Her mother told her to take a shower and get some sleep. Everything would be better in the morning. She took her shower and continued to grope and explore her new body. The horror was washing away as her slight movements and gestures to her butt were now causing extreme amounts of pleasure. Twice she braced the wall as she felt her knees buckling.
She pulled on a thong she was certain would still fit, and a large 4x white t-shirt she had gotten years ago as a nightgown. It hung oddly around her now. No more was it loose and flowy, instead it shifted with every step, riding up over her butt and she continually had to adjust it down.
Getting to her bed, she pulled the covers up to her hand, and looked at the clock. She tried to lay on her back, but the bulk of her backside was giving her troubles, so she wound up sleeping on her stomach. As she drifted off to sleep, she hoped it was a dream. As she became more incoherent and on the verge of giving in to sleep. She thought that if this were just a dream, surely it wasn't, because she would have definitely made her butt much, much bigger. Although not as big as she'd have made her younger sister's.
At The Drive-In
by Deryk Shane
by Deryk Shane
She walked quickly. Her pace elevating her heart rate. Her pulse pounding down her skin as she walked. The faster she walked, the tighter her pants became, and the more prominent her pulse became just below the fabric.
She was scared and worried at what was taking place. She slid her hand down again to her thigh and hip, hoping it was just a phantom thought. Met by her fingers, large bulging thighs straining the light denim. Her hips curving outward and bulging as she stepped.
Just a few minutes ago, she was sitting with her family, watching a movie at the drive-in. With plenty of space, her and her three sisters sat in lawn chairs besides the car. Blankets and pillows keeping them comfortable as they took in the night at the movies.
Her first inkling of something amiss happened just as the first movie's credits started to roll. She stood up and leaned against the side of the family van, talking to her mother when a shooting spasm went down her stomach and legs. All her muscles clenched. Not being obvious, she brushed it off as her nerves falling asleep, sitting on the metal lined chairs.
Returning to her chair, she started sweating in the warm summer night. A gust of wind blew, chilling her sweaty torso. She adjusted herself, pulling her right ankle up under her left knee. Again the discomfort increased to the point she had to put her legs out again and that's when she noticed her snug her jeans were.
She had noticed something different with how they hung on her body when she had stood up, but this time the fabric was cutting deep into the creases where her thighs met her waist. In the darkness, she could tell her thighs were wider, that they were spreading out more on the chair.
She was a thin girl, but still had well developed curves. Throughout highschool, she was well known for her large breasts and, so she gloated, amazing cleavage. Her snug blue shirt showcased her upper body well. Her loose jeans hanging nicely over a pert, round, and petite, butt.
But now her thighs were touching, her pants had now formed as a second skin on her lower body. Just as the opening previews started for the second movie, she felt she could take it no longer, and stood up. Sensing a lack of balance, she held the chair back as she walked past, her body contorting as she tried to walk in such as a way as to not draw attention to her growing situation in her pants.
She walked quickly, finally reaching the concession room and quickly off to the side to the bathroom. With the second movie starting, the room was empty as she approached the sinks. As she was just feet away, she stopped, amazed at her much more definied her hips were and how thick her thighs had become.
She braced herself as she noticed the floor length mirror to her left and felt her hips give a little in shock as she saw her much more prominent, much more noticeable, newfound bubble butt strainng her jeans outward into one continuously bulging arc from belt to thigh. She reached back cautiously and felt her butt.
Her jeans were warm and damp with sweat, sealing her body. Her cheeks had become very shapely and yet very soft to the touch. They gave well with each bit of pressure, and giggled slightly through the tight denim when she really squeezed. She modeled herself, looking over her left and right shoulder as she spun, scared and aroused by what she saw.
As she did, another woman entered, no younger than forty, saw her. Startled, she stood up and with a jolt of intense euphoria and pressure, she removed her hand from her butt and looked at her. Her butt was growing more. The material straining with every added spec of fat. Could she see, she wondered. Her jeans grew tighter, constricting her more.
The older woman stood there cautiously, then asked if everything were okay. She responded that they were, and quickly rushed outside and through the muggy, heavy air back to the front row. Her large butt now shifting drastically as she ran. She got to the lawn chair and sat down, suddenly feeling her thighs and butt graze the back and sides as she did.
Her jeans were now soaked with sweat. The cool breezes that were so frequent earlier now felt like a hot breath inches from her body. She suffered through the next half hour of the movie, not sure of what to do. With the tightness of her pants not changing, and with little way of knowing because of her extreme dampness, she continued to grope at her thighs and butt, hoping to sense some type of change to her.
Noticing this from the car, her mother called to her to ask if everything were okay. She lied, and just said that she was so sweaty she was trying to cool down.
As the movie finally finished and the credits began, sweat was pooring off her into her drenched jeans. It had felt like she were just getting out of a pool, rather than sitting in a chair watching a movie. Afraid at what was about to happen, she stood up, her thighs lifting the chair up slightly as she did.
Her mother hadn't noticed yet, neither had her sisters or father. She walked to the car and leaned against the door as she did earlier and was about to make mention to her mother when suddenly her youngest sister said rather loudly how large her butt had become.
Embarrassed and shocked, she glanced behind the van and to her back as she watched the eyes of the patrons glance over her. The young male beside them took immediate notice and quickly looked away when their eyes met.
Her mother got out of the van and surveyed her, embarrassing her more. Now it was widely known to most everyone still not on their way out, that something was wrong with this girl's butt as everyone in her family were now looking, in a circular motion as they walked around her.
Horrified at the thoughts, she shooed them away and jumped into the van and scooted to the far end of the second row bench. She began to sob. Her mother sat down next to her. It was no help, she cried into her shoulder.
Her father drove home, not mentioning anything as did her mother. Pulling into the drive way, her youngest sister then asked what had happened. What had made her butt get so big, and would it happen to her.
Staring down at her now massive lower body, she glanced up at her father looking over his shoulder from the drivers seat as he got out. He told her everything would be fine, and to go get some sleep.
She walked gingerly into the house, as the wet pants were now causing serious shaffing. Walking up the steps to the second floor was painful and slow. Her mother trailed her up the steps, as did her youngest sister.
Getting to the bathroom, she needed help to remove her soaked pants and underwear. It was there that she saw her new shape. It looked so much larger now than just hours earlier in the bathroom. Reaching back to touch her butt, she could barely reach the furthest point of her cheeks. With both hands, she squeezed them and jiggled. Her thighs rubbed and quivered with each step. Despite the amazing growth that took place, her body was smooth without wrinkles or cellulite.
Her mother told her to take a shower and get some sleep. Everything would be better in the morning. She took her shower and continued to grope and explore her new body. The horror was washing away as her slight movements and gestures to her butt were now causing extreme amounts of pleasure. Twice she braced the wall as she felt her knees buckling.
She pulled on a thong she was certain would still fit, and a large 4x white t-shirt she had gotten years ago as a nightgown. It hung oddly around her now. No more was it loose and flowy, instead it shifted with every step, riding up over her butt and she continually had to adjust it down.
Getting to her bed, she pulled the covers up to her hand, and looked at the clock. She tried to lay on her back, but the bulk of her backside was giving her troubles, so she wound up sleeping on her stomach. As she drifted off to sleep, she hoped it was a dream. As she became more incoherent and on the verge of giving in to sleep. She thought that if this were just a dream, surely it wasn't, because she would have definitely made her butt much, much bigger. Although not as big as she'd have made her younger sister's.
