[Max]

I have just finished a new short story in colaboration with my friend Gblock01. Hope you enjoy reading this short tale as much as we did by writing it.

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Going Out
By Max and Gblock01

“Hello, Christy?” asked Cassie, one of my best friends, over the phone, “Are you ready to go out?”

“I… I'm not sure about this Cassie. The whole thing kind of gives me creeps,” I told her. “My mind is full of so many doubts right now.”

“Everyone has done it so far. Even Jill!” she told me. Even over the phone, I could hear the slight difference in her voice. I knew that she had already done it as well. “This is an amazing, once in a life-time opportunity! Literally! The planets only align like this once every hundred years, and only on the winter solstice once every millenia! And there's even a full moon tonight!”

“I know, I know! The winter solstice is the most magical night of the year for any witch's coven, and the full moon only makes for better spellcasting. And, of course, that spell can only be cast when the planets align just right. You've told me this over and over again ever since you found that old spellbook!” I sighed heavily, tyring to ease the stress building up in the back of my neck. “Anyway, I've got to know, does it hurt at all?” I asked.

“Hurt?” I had to wait for her to stop laughing. “No pain at all, girl. In fact, you'll feel pretty damn good when you're doing it!” she giggled.

“If you say so, but what about… you know…” I tried to get the question out, but I just ended up trailing off.

“Don't worry about them. The sleep that they are in is magical. They won't be aware of anything that happens to them. Besides tomorrow is Sunday so we have plenty time to return and fix everything.” she said. “So, are you in or out?” she asked me.

For a moment, I didn't know what to do. After all, I was only a 14 years old girl that was trying to be a witch. On the one hand, the spell that I was contemplating on using went against everything that I knew. But on the other hand, this extremely powerful spell was used by Cassie and the four other girls in our coven. Apparently, it worked on all of them.

“OK. I'll do it,” I said, grasping the spell in my hand. “It couldn't hurt to at least try it once.”

“That's the spirit, girl!” cheered Cassie. “Donna will take her parents' car and will be picking us up. Do you think be ready in 30 minutes?”

“That should be more than enough time,” I said.

“OK. T minus 30 minutes and counting,” she said before hanging up the phone.

Alone in the silence of my room, I turned to look at the clock in my room. It was already 11:30pm. “Everybody must be asleep by now,” I said, holding the piece of paper with the spell on it with nervous fingers. Taking a deep breath, I began to chant the magical words on it.

A few minutes later, I got out of my room and quietly walked around my house. I knew that the spell I had said would have put all my family into a deep sleep, but I didn't want to take any chances. If I got caught out of bed at this time I would have more to worry about than simply missing the timing of the biggest spell that I would ever cast.

My first visit was to the room of my parents. As I got close, I could hear the sounds from their TV. I wasn't quite sure if they were really asleep. Quietly, I peeked into their room. I smiled happily when I saw that my father and mother were sleeping peacefully.

I walked into their room, and, after turning off the TV, I stood next to my mother. “Well, here it goes” I whispered before taking a deep breath. Closing my eyes, I grabbed my mother by her shoulders and concentrated on the biggest trait that I wanted from her.

Suddenly, I gasped as I felt a kind of warm energy flowing into my body. I quickly found myself growing bigger. “No, I'm not getting bigger,” I corrected myself. “I'm getting older!” I said as I was acquired part of my mother's age.

I moaned involuntarily as my young teenaged body started to develop womanly proportions. My until-then nonexistent breasts quickly began to push up and out against the supple material of the upper part of my pajamas. My flat rear and chicken legs followed suit and began to tighten the material of my pants.

I felt my hair growing longer and thicker as my hands became larger and more feminine. I moaned again as I felt how constrictive my pajamas were getting around my body. My growing curves were stretching out my pajamas, pulling them taut against my increasingly sensitive skin. Until then, I had never really known what an arousing sensation felt like. Needless to say, I was getting a crash course.

Just as I was beginning to enjoy the ride, the flow stopped. 'I guess that I'm an adult now,' I smiled, knowing that I had just absorbed 4 years of my mother's age.

I turned the light on and walked towards the big mirror that my mother kept in her room. I was truly shocked by the image of an adult woman looking back at me. “Oh my…! Is that me?” I yelled. I jumped when I heard my voice. Instead of my normal squeaky voice, I heard a beautiful, smooth voice that was rich with confidence. I sounded almost exactly like Cassie. Not a little girl anymore, but a full grown adult.

For a moment, I was fascinated by the changes in my face. My eyes looked deeper and more feminine. My lips were fuller and kissable. It was me, but it wasn't at the same time. An air of maturity surrounded me.

Once that moment was over, my attention diverted to the rest of my body. I watched with a big grin the way that my pajamas were fitting me like a second skin. “This is just too cool!” I purred swinging my hips from side to side and trusting my chest out.
Excitedly, I checked out my adult body. My pronounced hips and tight waist gave me a killer hourglass shape. I was truly satisfied with the firm bubble shape my rear acquired, but I was sad that I barely grew from 5' 4” to 5' 7” and that my breasts didn't grow as big as my mother's.

“It seems that I'm a B-cup,” I said, a little disappointed, as I cupped my breasts. “Well, I grew two cups. That's something for a girl that didn't need a training bra in the morning,” smirking at my wry humor.

For the next minute, I just stared at myself in the mirror. “So, this is how I will look when I'm 18,” I said, admiring the good looking woman that I will be in 4 years. “Not bad. Not bad at all, but tonight is special and I want to look my best,” I said as I returned to my mother's side.

“First, I'll need to be bigger up top,” I said, placing my hands over my mother's bust. I felt a bit dirty by touching her breasts, and knowing what will happen didn’t help either. “I don't like being greedy but this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so I better take advantage of it,” I said, concentrating on adding my mother's breast size to mine.

Again, I gasped as I felt the warm flow running through me. I moaned as I felt my breasts swelling on my chest. “This feels wonderful” I moaned as I felt my excited nipples rubbing the fabric as my modest breasts were moving on in the alphabet.

“Bigger, get bigger” I moaned as my sponge hands moved down with my mother's dwindling bust trying to absorb every ounce of her round C-cup breasts. “Oh yes. Not only size matters. It also matter shape and perkiness. I must be sure to take them too” I purred as I could even feel the weight and firmness of my breasts increasing as I was draining those qualities too.

I was completely awestruck as my eyes so how much further my bust line was getting from my chest. “How much I want to touch you girls” I said to my breasts as I knew that my hands were busy at the moment. “You are getting so big. So big!!” I moaned in pleasure as I pressed together my growing breasts with my arms.

I was very excited as I heard some tearing apart sounds. “It seems that my girly pajama wasn’t design to hold womanly breasts” I grinned as my pajama was getting stretched to its limits. The idea of my breasts bursting free from my pajama was giving me some problems with my breathing. Just then, my hands rested on the plain chest of my mother ending that way the most erotic experienced I had lived so far.

I retrieved my hands slowly from my mother’s chest as I felt very naughty and dirty for what I had done to her. Fortunately that feeling dissipated quickly as I was astonished by the view of my prominent bust. “They are simple perfect!!” I grinned widely at sight of the enormous pair of jugs I possessed. “Even they are this big, they had kept their ideal roundness and certainly they defy gravity” I smiled pleased as I got those traits also from my mother.

Since my hands were free again, the first thing I did was to cup my large breasts. “Oh! So this is how it feels to have E-cup breasts, ah?” I moaned as I grabbed and squeezed my lovely huge tits. A new, stronger pleasurable shock sped through my body at the contact. My smile grew even wider at the bazaar image of my breasts literally overflowing the confines of my hands. “They certainly look huge on me, but I think that they would look much better if I was a little taller,” I said as I moved over to my dad's side of the bed.

“I always want to be taller and have people looking up at me, so taking 8 inches should do the trick,” I said, placing my hands on my father's broad shoulders. This time, the flow felt different, but it was still enjoyable. As I drained some of my dad's height, I secretly enjoyed the sensation of growing taller as he shrunk.

“Some muscle tone would also be useful if I'm going to be tall. Not to mention being able to handle this weight on my chest. I can already feeling myself  being pulled forward by my new tits!” I giggled as I concentrated on taking half of the muscles my father had.

His bodybuilder physique quickly diminished, his vast strength rapidly flowing into my body. This feeling was the most intense yet, forcing a cry of pure bliss to escape my throat. My already super-tight pajamas were literally torn apart at the seams as my muscles filled out.

My top busted first as my pecs forced my already large bust to grow even bigger. The back ripped open next, allowing for my shoulders to broaden and thicken. The growth spread down my arms, forcing my biceps to expand, ripping my sleeves to pieces. My triceps grew into proportion with my biceps. My forearms knotted and tightened, creating a nice bulge to compliment my upper arm. Even my hands grew larger, but they still kept their feminine shape.

My bottoms continued to tighten as my quads expanded, finally ripping to reveal iron-hard slabs of muscle. My calves ripped apart the rest of the pant legs, leaving me standing in something that looked like a topless bikini. That didn't last long though. My firm rear soon tightened and expanded into the perfect muscular bubble butt. That ripped the last of my clothes off.

I stood, naked, in all of my muscular glory. I didn't even bother to look in the mirror this time. All that I could think of was the wonderful feeling of power that was coursing through my body. Without thinking of what I was doing, I began to feel every rock-hard inch of my body. My hands passed over the marble-like valleys of my abs, the steel-like orbs of power that were in my arms, and the slabs of muscle in my legs. Every touch invoked another wave of pleasure, each one more powerful than the last.

Panting for breath I screamed in orgasmic bliss, constantly moving to a higher and higher plane of ecstasy. My hands moved up to my breasts and began to kneed them, driving me even more wild. Just as one of my hands was about to drive down into my crotch to bring me to orgasm, I glanced at the clock. It was 11:15. I immediately caught myself and forced myself back into rational thought.

I slowly stood up to my full 6' 3” height. With the rush of sexual energy slowly ebbing, I walked out of my parents room with my lightweight bodybuilder physique glistening with sweat. “OhcrapOhcrapOhcrap! I have 15 minutes before the girls arrived! I better hurry!”

After leaving my parents' room, I snuck inside my little sister's room. “I'll need to be awake all night, so having a boost in my energy level would be a wise idea.” I said, knowing that my sister had enough to spare. “Also, having her blond hair wouldn't hurt either,” I grinned recalling that she got her hair from my grandfather.

I ran out of my sister's bedroom bursting with energy. “I hope I didn't take too much,” I said. “It feels like someone dumped a truckload of sugar directly into my veins.” I passed my hands through my long blond hair. “Just perfect,” I smiled, knowing that the few inches of hair that I had gotten from my sister fit me nicely.

With my time almost up, I hurried to my bedroom. I had placed a red dress in my closet in case I went through with my idea. With a quick chant, it altered to fit my new dimensions. It fit me like a glove. I look simple stunning with my ample profile.

As soon as my dress was on, my friends pulled into the driveway. I waved at them from my window and yelled to them that I was coming down. As I was about to leave, I passed by our maid's room. “Hmm… I wonder…”.

Moments later, I left my house and I saw that all my friends had changed into full-grown adult women, all of them unbelievably hot, each of them showing off the best traits that their families had.

“Oh my… Christy. You look HOT!!” said Cassie, shocked.

“Thank you Cassie. But, I don't feel any better than any of you girls,” I said modestly.

“That is a lie, girl!” said Jill. “You look so exotic as an Asian. I'm already jealous!”

I smiled at her, knowing that she was right. I felt kind of exotic. I had borrowed the distinguishing ethnic traits from the maid. My soft skin, crimson lips, longer eyebrows and slanted eyes mixed with my 6' 7” height (thanks to my heels), firmer large E-cup breasts, defined muscles, waist level blond hair, perfect hourglass and bubble shape rear made me a woman that no man will be able to resist.

“I was lucky that the spell affected all of the people in my house and not just my family,” I said to my friends as I got into the car. “Well, Donna? Are we going to stay here all night or are we going out?” I said.

Soon, Donna started the engine and put us on our way to what would be the greatest night of our lives.

The End.

[nam]

Nice work! Thanks!

[Anonymous]

Excellent!! Just excellent!!
Would there be a continuation of this story? There are some ideas that could be still developed@@@

[Max]

Thanks Nam and Tertio. I'm glad that you have enjoyed the story.

To answer at your question Tertio, I'm afraid that there won't be a continuation. Certainly this story could be expanded, but if that happens it won't be a short story anymore ;D

Max

[iowabeefpackers]

excellent story! I think you managed to fit the perfect amount of growth and story in a short bit. The only part that threw me was that she was an asian in the end. An interesting twist nonetheless, but hard to visualize the switch. thanks a lot!

ibp

[Cowprobe]

It's nice how the young Witch doesn't permanently steal so much as test drive the physical capabilies of her household. Not to say spellcraft wouldn't lead to this behavior later on.  😀

An interesting tale of eldritch spontaneous pubescence.

Since the rest of the evening is left to the reader's imagination the experimentation with their magic built frames might only go so far as buying alchohol and cigarettes.  ;D

[Max]

Thank IBP and Cowprobe for your comments. The funny thing about short story is that leaves a seed in the mind of readers and depending of them the story grows and have many branches.

I'm glad that you have enjoyed this story and I hope you enjoy the next one that will be up in a few minutes  ;D

Max

[minimanmax]

hey Max AP;

Sorry I've been out of touch. That was a nice story though. Good work.

[robclassact]

Very cool short story.  I dig!

Rob C.

[BlackKusanagi]

Not suprised that this story was very well done, because you two always produce good work. 😀 Bravo.

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