[Deadly Pixxxie]

Guess it would have to be after I saw the Daryl Hannah version of the Fifty Foot Woman, I began to fantasize of certain girls in my college classes growing out of their outfits much like Miss Hannah did, only they ended up completely naked.

Yum. Clothes ripping.  ;D

[Chuck]

I can't pin down a real first time dream/fantasy (I certainly wish I had more dreams lol) but I can definitely remember the first time I saw FMG and really liked it.

It was Jim Lee's Gen 13 comic, the original series. In the first issue, computer geek Caitlin Fairchild got really, really mad, her body felt like it was on fire, and one two-page spread later, I was hooked. Loved clothes ripping and FMG ever since, even before I knew it had an acronym lol.

Also, always loved Daryl Hannah in that movie too ;D

[Deadly Pixxxie]

Oh….dear beloved Caitlin Fairchild…..

I do love her…and it' snot because I'm a tall redhaired chick named Caitlyn, either.

[hadassa]

My fascination with growth stuff has been around as long as I can remember. I liked it even when I was a small child.

I think my first exposure to it was Alice in Wonderland and it brought about my first fantasies about it. My Mom bought me the tape and even though I had never been through puberty before, I got extremely excited watching the growth scenes. It was so intense to me that I couldn't watch the movie in front of my parents without feeling deep shame. Instead, I hid it away in my room and rewinded the growth scenes over and over whenever I got the chance to watch it secretly.

I've had an obsession with Alice since then with her blonde hair and blue apron dress costume. I fantasized about her back then and I still fantasize about her now. And when I see a blonde haired woman dressed up in her outfit or a picture of her, my heart tends to pound really hard, even if it has nothing to do with growth stuff.

I also remember seeing the Muppet's version of Alice in Wonderland where Brooke Shields played Alice. I loved the scene where she was in her little dressing room, sitting down with her head against the ceiling. I like to fantasize about her being in it (normal size) and growing until she bursts through the room. I did that all the time as a little child. I love when girls grow in tiny rooms that they wind up not being able to fit in after awhile.

Someday I plan to write a fan-fic that is an erotic growth fetish and breast expansion version of Alice in Wonderland. I already have lots of ideas for it from my many fantasies over the years.

[Deadly Pixxxie]

You must have really liked the video for Gwen Stefani's "What You Waiting For?" then, huh?

[baditude41]

My first daydream…I'm not sure if I can remember it all that well, but I know the video game which sparked my imagination was Sega's "Altered Beast".  The more power-ups the guy collected, the stronger he got (and shirt ripped off).  I had wondered what would happen if some of the girls in my class had become strong and grew muscular (and tall enough) to burst out their clothing.  Of course, I also believe I was in 7th grade too.  Man, was I messed up!  😉  LOL!!

[Stew]

My fantasy continues daily with my wife Cathy. My wife is a woman who doesn't lift weights, but Cathy who at 5'5" tall has a solid strong stocky build who could handle herself chopping wood with me as well as stocking it on our land. As for my fantasies of Cathy, some of our little games we both like to play when we are alone,of Cathy being a big strong muscle chick dominating her man at her will! That really turns me on big time! Cathy also gets off on them as well! 

[drum monkey]

I do remember my first one, and it was in black and white.  It wasn't fmg, it was just a weird montage of a pretty ripped blonde, late 20's woman doing some poses.  i hadn't seen any competitions or anything yet, but it was similar to that.

a little bit later, i started imagining girls i knew with muscles, and then later started really concentrating on them gettingthose muscles, and fast.  Then (i didn't know it at the time, but yeah) i started noticing an orgasm-esque behavior when it was happening, and it just took off from there.

clothes ripping started after i had seen the incredible hulk show, and i was like "what would that be like if it was a girl?"  it started just like the show, only it was a girl i knew in the flannel shirts and jeans, getting angry and hulking out.  hawt.

[Ritz]

I remember this one experience, sitting at the front of a Public bus, Bored out of my  mind as the bus strolled a long, whistling silently as the sun bent through the dull plastic of the Leftside windows.

I store to the back of the green cotton seats amongst a young, student like girl, She could of been Italian – Spanish – Spatalian, She had a warm tan and Chestnet Eye Hair combo. She wore a dull red blouse, a Black skirt, leading down to legs that seemed to walk for miles on end to a pair of naughty wide toe heels. To top it off, she was like me a bi-spectacled prisoner… Short sighted glasses maybe. It was all well and good in till I store at her half orange bust, poking against her blouse like a pair of magpies in a beef pie.

The thoughts seemed to play on my imagination, twisting with reality. I saw as her blouse began to tighten around her arms, her feet becoming to wide for her feet, causing her to become irritated, the top clasp snapping as she poked them off with a free toe. He top button popped off and knocked against the window with a soft tap, the lower against the back of an old man's head, causing him to chock and blink a little as her shifted his sitting plan. She cupped against her bust as her chest seemed to push it out underneath, her breasts swelling healthily against her bra, causing her straps to dig into defining shoulders. She had to play withher wardrobe as she became to big to fit in it, Raising taller in her seat, her large, firm rump pulling on her bottom skirt like a tight rubber band, causing the metal beneath to squeak. Her physique became body builder like.. to beyond superhero like… She had become an Amazon before my very eyes!

She smiled and sighed, muttering playfully as it came to her stop. Knocking her head against the sardine can on wheels. Strutting down the steps and almost supermodel like… Her muscle thick and huge, but so soft and unblemished looking, Her breasts a jug full larger each, bouncing playfully against the tatters of an exploded bra and blouse. Her bottoms looked like a formal grass skirt, leading down to shapely, compromised legs. She paid her thanks to the Bus driver, and walked off down the urban con create.

Well

Long story short, But All that Day dreaming meant I was on my ass on the otherside of Bristol, Cold, drunk, and cold again.

God dam you bus daydreams ¬_¬

[Deadly Pixxxie]

Good god, Ritz…..how drunk were you when you wrote that? And what were you drinking?

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