Growth Drive Results!!!
With a total of 388 likes = 24.25 gallons of milk
With a total of 105 reblogs = 52.5 inches added to my curves
And now, the writing piece!!!
Making a Milk Cow
I was on my way home from class, walking on the sidewalk with my backpack slung over my shoulder and enjoying the warm weather. I was dressed in a typical summer outfit: a tank top, shorts, and tennis shoes. I wasn’t wearing a bra, since I was barely an A cup on a good day.
From the bushes across the street, the silver barrel of a rifle was taking aim, sighted in on my relatively small behind. A *pop* sends a dart to meet its mark, and I yelp and jump slightly from the sudden intrusion in my backside.
I quickly turn around and look down at the source of the sudden discomfort, finding a black and white dart sticking out of my bum. I pull it out before looking to see where it had come from, but there was no sign of who sent it my way. Turning back to the dart in my hand, I inspect it.
Not only did it have a cowprint pattern, but the canister read “Bovine Hormone X”. More confused than anything, I resume my walk home. I start to feel rather hot after another block, unusually so. I take my water bottle out, draining it but even then the heat was not going away. I also felt a tightness in my chest, like it was being squeezed.
I manage to make it home, tossing my bag aside and dropping all of my things on my bed before going to the bathroom. Maybe a shower will help me feel better. I was still sore where the dart hit me, and upon disrobing I find the spot to be slightly bruised and swollen. I shrug it off, and step into the shower.
The hot water is a welcome feeling against my skin, class is always stressful and it usually helps me relax. However, after a few minutes the tightness returns to my chest, so I try slowly breathing in some steam in hopes to alleviate the feeling. It seems to work, but my skin begins to feel quite sensitive, particularly in the chest area.
Being flat as a board, I wasn’t blessed with much in the way of sensitivity in said area. This quickly begins to change, and my nipples also harden. They’re maybe the size of pencil erasers at best, and their own sensitivity seems to be increasing as well. I lean into the water, letting the stream flow over my chest, it’s really quite pleasant.
I also notice the feeling spreading to other areas, my hips and bottom are apparently following the same trend. I close my eyes and allow myself to fall into a lull under the hot water. I don’t notice much in this state, as my chest begins to develop into a fuller and larger set. I only bother to open my eyes when I feel a sharper spike in pleasure radiating from my nipples.
“What th-” I squeak and put my hands on my now roughly C cup boobs. Those weren’t there earlier, and they certainly didn’t feel this good before either. I heft them in my hands, bobbing them up and down to test their heft. I was having fun with this, and I barely notice their slow progression until they begin to fill my hands. I watch, fascinated as I seem to swell through several more cup sizes, going from baseballs, to oranges, and then grapefruits.
I was so excited! I finally had boobs! And the party was far from over, as I continued to swell into larger territory. I quickly hit cantaloupes, and it seemed to be getting faster. I didn’t notice my lower half going through any changes until I suddenly felt cold tiles on my butt. My attention is brought back and down, where to my surprise my ass has been growing too. I didn’t have much to speak of before, but that was quickly changing.
A sudden surge of development in both areas comes with a tenfold increase in pleasure, and I quickly feel myself getting soaked down there. I moan softly, cooing as my tits began to rival my head. I reach for one of my nipples and nearly collapse, it’s ungodly sensitive to the point where I am close to orgasm. I resign to rubbing around them so that I can savor the fun.
I snap back for a moment, realizing that this is VERY far from normal. I stare awestruck at my now watermelon sized breasts, their increased size obscuring my feet entirely. They’re quite perky, and a nice full shape too. I start to be a little concerned when they don’t seem to be slowing down, they’re quite heavy and I can feel my back tensing to hold the weight.
“Uhm, you can stop now?!?”
I try pushing them in, as if that was ever going to work in an attempt to stop the swelling. I’m only met with an intense wave of pleasure, and an additional cup size stacked on. If that wasn’t a cause for concern, the sudden disappearance of my thigh gap was.
I was so distracted by my ripening melons that I completely forgot about my lower half, and I was quite shocked to see how developed it was becoming.
“When did I get so WIDE?!?”
My formerly narrow hips had to be at least six inches wider at this point, making my waist flare more dramatically than before. It was all to support quite a bit of booty, which was beginning to resemble a couple volleyballs in both size and perk. It was a perfect bubble butt by all standards, and my thighs were playing catch up with the rest.
Volleyballs quickly became basketballs, and then something beyond. I put a hand on one of the swelling globes, hardly able to grip even a portion of it.
“O-okay getting too big here! I can’t have an ass like this, what would I wear to cover up?!?”
My attention is brought back to my chest when I suddenly find their undersides brushing my waist. I cover my mouth in shock, they’re absolutely enormous on my small frame. I have to spread my stance to try and support the weight, but also to make room for my thighs, which are easily wider than my waist now. My hips are nearly a foot wider, extending past my shoulders.
Then, as suddenly as the swelling started, it stops. I’m mortified at my new figure, it’s like looking at some fetish art or hentai. I don’t even know what cup size this would be, besides absolutely enormous. I feel so heavy, my knees wobble under all the new mass piled on.
Running my hands along my new curves, I pinch my now huge ass and sigh. “I’ll need an entirely new wardrobe… If they even make anything in my size anymore…”
My pondering is cut short when my chest begins to feel rather hot. It tingles, and my nipples harden to a point they haven’t been before. I cut the shower off, and try to lift them in my arms. I’ve got at least a foot of cleavage, who knows how deep.
The tingling sensation gets stronger, and I think I hear the faintest gurgling of liquid, akin to filling a water balloon. I bite my lip as my breasts begin to feel a little tight, a pressure within seeming to fill them up. Veins begin to be more prominent as they become engorged, rounding and tightening as they perk up a little. They feel so heavy, even more than before. I can distinctly pick up on a sloshing sound, whatever was inside moving around heavily with even the slightest bump.
I was entirely unprepared for the orgasmic feeling of release, my nipples letting loose twin streams of a white liquid. I’m caught so off guard that I fall on my butt to the floor, moaning loudly as more of my product is coaxed out by the jostling. My nipples are on fire, almost as much as my crotch. I quickly find myself with a hand between my legs, I needed to cum so badly. I barely brushed my clit when I shudder hard, awash with the most intense orgasm of my entire life.
It’s so intense that I immediately pass out, milk continuing to dribble from my nipples for quite some time. Once I’m awake, the tub is filled with white cream, I must’ve fallen on the drain and prevented it from leaving the vessel. My breasts still feel rather full, having gone down to roughly the same size as before. I’m not nearly as sensitive as I was before, but I still shiver at the feeling of my hands on their new enlarged surface. I gasp when I grap a nipple, more resembling a wine cork on a plump areola to boot. I feel a twinge from my crotch when I pull on it, a squirt of milk greeting my exploring fingers.
For the next half an hour, I milk myself into the tub, the pool of white growing as I do. I go until I’m not rewarded any further, the pressure being entirely gone. I work my way to my feet, rather unsteady and my curves wobbling tastily from the effort. As I do, the drain becomes open again and my cream begins to flow down the drain. I realize I never bothered to taste it, so I dip a finger into the pool before it fully disappears.
It’s pleasantly sweet and rich, reminding me of melted ice cream. As I ponder the taste, the last of the white liquid spins down the drain, leaving me in an empty tub. I quickly rinse off with some hot water again before exiting, rather unsteady due to the new extent of my figure.
My hips sway dramatically with every step, I could feel places move that I never had previously, it makes me blush. I move in front of my full body mirror, at a slower pace than I’m used to. I’m enormous, and look like a ridiculously exaggerated hourglass.
“I look like an absolute cow… WAIT A MINUTE!”
From behind a screen, several researchers take notes furiously on their clipboards. The first trial was complete, further testing will be required. They add more information to my file, I would be paid a visit soon enough…
Thanks for all the participation! I wasn’t expecting the drive to be my most popular post ever, but I guess you guys liked it!
I don’t know what I want. I’m a business college student with short red hair and a petite slim figure.
I usually order an iced coffee and a muffin, but I kind of want to try something new!
Happy Birthday Beautifu!
Thank you for the birthday wishes and if you want to try a different order or you were thinking of something different , always feel free to come back 😘
You needed a quiet place to study today. Every other cafe was filled with others studying and full. Or they had chatty middle aged women that even noise cancelling head phones couldn’t block out.
You spotted the black and pink cafe doors across the street and decided to give it a chance. It looked pretty empty. As you walked in the smell of coffee relaxed you immediately as you placed your study materials on a table and headed to the register.
Doll greeted you a smile and nipples poking through her frilly apron. You could see cock cleaning some cups but his eyes were glued to the owner’s chest.
“An iced coffee and a muffin please” you asked. You automatically order and don’t even think.
“I’m out of muffins today sweetie! How about something new?”
You looked into the case. They all looked mouthwatering but your eyes stopped when it saw the juicy peach peachie delight . With two huge pieces of peach. It honestly kind looked like a nice big juicy derrière.
“A juicy peach peachie delight,” your mouth was salivating while ordering.
“Still want that plain iced coffee?” Doll asked gesturing to the extensive menu.
No, you wanted something new. “A toasted coconut and cherry latte with two extra shots!”
You looked through all the add ins as quickly as possible. It was overwhelming.
“Can you pick the two you think will go best?”
“That’s my specialty!” Doll smiled. One beach girl shot and a study seasion shot! Coming right up! I’ll bring it out”
You return to the table and take out your accounting and stats book. Cock is already bringing over your peach treat while doll still works on your coffee.
You take a bite and it is amazing. You savor every bite and soon enough your drink arrives.
“Something new is sometimes exactly what we need!” She was right. You felt so happy already. You take a long sip of the crazy concoction. You couldn’t decide which was better. You just sat alternating bites and sips. “Something new is sooooo goood!” You thought on a strange voice.
You were about to question it when you felt your butt growing hotter. Your jeans felt tight. Before now you would have been worrying and stressing but you began to stroke it. Staring at the juicy peach peachie delight still in the dessert case, yours began to grow.
This perfect new ass grew large, jiggling and a perfect example a a juicy peach. Your jeans quickly became too tight and you lucked out that you had a cute little blue swimsuit in your bag since you just love the beach so much.
You loved going and laying in the sun getting a beautiful tan the color of toasted coconut. It looked perfect against your long luscious locks of cherry colored hair and the perfect cherry lip gloss on your plump lips.
Of course you only could go to the beach after you did all your bimbo studies. Sure you tried business at first but you wanted something new. And lucky you this semester they began a new bimbo degree and you were a perfect candidate!
Studying hard at hair, make up and fashion. Dedicated labs to blowjobs and sexual positions. You had the best time with your study sessions.
And Doll’s was the only cafe you would ever study in! There were something you just didn’t need to try something new!
Want to see me get HUGE, ROUND & FAKE bimbo tits?
I wish that was me
We All Moo For Ice Cream
It all started in the supermarket. Clara wheeled her trolley steadily through the endless aisles in her regular search for groceries. When she got to the frozen section, she recalled the recent hot and sweaty summer nights which had left her exasperated and drained. Here, she saw something both delicious and which could potentially provide a respite from the unbearable temperatures – ice cream. She eyed the various flavours and brands for a while, but one particular brand stuck out to her. The horny cow. Each tub had a picture of a cartoon cow with exaggerated horns and a visibly excited expression. They also featured rather odd flavour names, possibly copying the more popular Ben and Jerry’s practice of odd flavour names, but these were just even more confusing. ‘Big and Milky’, ‘Cow Feed’, ‘Soft and Serve’…what on earth were these crazy flavours?
However, all of Clara’s doubts were assuaged by the one all important factor, price. There was some kind of sale on horny cow ice cream and she could get 3 large tubs for the price of 1. Plus the price of a single tub was already stunningly cheap relative to the other brands. It may be some inferior knock off, but with this deal she had to at least give it a try! Clara decided to purchase one of each sort, since she had the 3 for 1 deal on her side, and chucked them into her trolley with a shrug. She would certainly be well stocked on ice cream for these hot summer days to come!
It was later that day when she actually tried the product. After shopping and some cleaning up she decided she had earned a rest and put on a classic old movie. Something she had seen many times before but it didn’t matter in the slightest. And what better reward to go with her film than some ice cream? She was only in a pair of shorts and a thin white t-shirt but she was still overheating and something cold and creamy was exactly what she needed.
She settled in on the couch and began watching as she opened up the tub. She still didn’t know what the flavours meant, so she picked one at random. Soft and Serve. It seemed the most normal sounding, and as she popped off the lid she could see the familiar light yellowish tint of a typical vanilla soft serve. Her spoon slid easily into the fluffy frozen treat and she brought it up to her lips with mild trepidation.
Moment of truth, it was cheap but was it bad? No! As she felt the soft cream melt into her tongue a charming burst of vanilla spread across her mouth and she gave a pleasant sigh as she swallowed happily. It was fantastic!
She gobbled down scoop after scoop as she watched her movie. Despite vanilla typically being a ‘boring’ flavour, this was anything but. It had the perfect balance of rich creaminess and sweet vanilla essence and she hungrily swallowed it down. She was eating it so fast that she experienced something that hadn’t happened since she was a child. Brain freeze.
As she shoveled spoonfuls of ice cream into her mouth eagerly, she started to feel a cool tingle spread through her mouth and shoot through her teeth and up her face until it hit her head. She honestly couldn’t remember quite what brain freeze felt like, but this was surely it. Her whole head felt cool and her mind seemed to stop. She lost all focus on her movie for a while as she struggled to overcome the odd sensation. The icy chill which gripped her mind.
It wasn’t as bad as she recalled. Sort of relaxing even, but she wanted to concentrate on the film and so she tried to push past it. Yet, even as she felt her mind freeze up, she continued to hoist massive spoonfuls of ice cream to her lips and swallow them down without regard to the consequences. It was like she wasn’t even in control of herself anymore. Her head was cool and numb and her thoughts slowed and all she could think about was the creamy and delicious ice cream which kept melting on her tongue.
As this went on, her whole body seemed to cool and relax as well. She felt oddly weak, sinking deeper into the couch and even the spoon felt heavier as she continued to scoop and swallow. Getting down to the bottom of the tub now, and the name of this flavour kept dancing through her frozen head now. Soft and Serve. Soft. Serve. Soft. Serve. Soft…Serve…
By the time she had finished, she was completely lost as to where she was in the movie. She had also eaten quite a bit of ice cream, though she didn’t feel particularly full. Maybe because she had eaten it so quickly, or perhaps this was lower in calories? Whatever the case, her mind started to thaw and now she could go back to focusing on the movie.
But as she slowly regained her senses, she glanced at the now empty tub in her lap and read some text on the side.
‘Soft and Serve. Feel your strength and cares melt out of your body as this smooth and intense vanilla sensation makes you docile and subservient. When you finish this tub, make sure to try more of our fantastic flavours!’ it said.
Clara wrinkled her brow for a moment. Sort of an odd description…docile and subservient…though she certainly did seem to feel that way. Soft and weak and willing. Just waiting here to be told what to do. And of course, that order was right there in front of her. She would try more of the flavours. Yes, of course!
Almost in a trance, her mind not quite unfrozen, Clara wandered to the kitchen and grabbed another tub at random. Then she marched mindlessly back to the living room and slumped into the sofa to stare forward as if watching the film, though her mind was still too sluggish and relaxed to actually follow the plot. She simply watched the colours shift and flicker across the screen as she opened this tub and dug in.
This flavour was Big and Milky and it was a pure white colour. When the first spoon hit her tongue, she recognized the flavour and smiled. Coconut! Big and Milky, it made sense now. She giggled softly as she swallowed it down.
Just like the last tub, it tasted amazing! It was light and creamy and made her shiver with joy. She liked it even more than the last, and wasted no time in stuffing her face with it. Her spoon shaved delicate white peels of ice cream much like pieces of coconut and she eagerly scooped them into her mouth and felt waves of delight with each mouthful.
Once more, her mind froze over and all thoughts became encased in a wall of ice as she fell into a loop of scooping and swallowing. Her movements grew more sluggish and robotic, but she continued nonetheless, gobbling it down greedily.
Meanwhile, Clara had not yet noticed a rather peculiar change that was happening. It was gradual enough to be nearly imperceptible, but as the minutes rolled on the effects became more and more undeniable. Her breasts were swelling.
They started at a reasonable C cup, but by the time the dazed and delirious Clara noticed something was odd they had gained a whole cup size. Her breasts felt heavier, and they tingled slightly. She groaned around another spoon of addictive coconut cream as she forced her cold and useless brain to figure out what was happening.
She had lazily eaten several more spoonfuls before she finally realized that her breasts had actually grown. Once it dawned on her, it seemed so obvious. They were pushing up against her previously loose t-shirt more and more as she felt them continue to swell. She was sort of glad she hadn’t been wearing a bra that day.
At the same time as the soft breast tissue was swelling and her chest ballooned, the tingling got stronger. She moaned softly between mouthfuls of ice cream as she felt them becoming more sensitive and tender. Her nipples even stiffened and swelled like her breasts, until they were poking boldly through her top, making her swollen chest much more obscene.
At this point she was an E cup and her top was very constrictive. She managed to put down her spoon for long enough to tug the tight tee over her head and fling it across the room. The feeling of the silky material brushing her tender and puffy nipples as it was removed made her squirm and become flushed as it sent sparks of pleasure through her chest and directly to her crotch.
After that, she had one hand holding the spoon and the other on her chest, fondling her ever swelling breasts as she continued to mindlessly consume the product which was so clearly altering her. Deep down she was concerned as to what was happening to her, but those concerns were utterly frozen by her brain freeze. In her state she was only capable of eating and swelling and squeezing and moaning.
When her breasts reached F cup, her hand gave one breast a firm but playful squeeze and she was shocked to feel a surge inside it as something spurted forth from her hard nipple. Droplets of white milk dribbled out afterwards as she groaned and circled her thumb over her nipple, feeling the jolt of pleasure as well as the wetness of her milk coating her thumb.
She brought her thumb to her mouth instead of the spoon for a second and tasted her creamy lactation. To her surprise it tasted just like the ice cream. Yet her brain was too frozen to mull on that thought. Instead she continued brainlessly toying with her nipples and kneading her chest as more milk flowed out. Each surge of liquid which dribbled messily down her chest brought a wave of arousal and satisfaction. All the while she was spooning ice cream into her mouth.
When she reached the bottom of this tub, she was in quite the state. Her breasts had expanded to an incredible G cup and a trail of milk trickled down her chest whilst at the same time her jaw hung open as she drooled a mixture of spit and melted ice cream past her lips and down her chin. Her mind was now taking longer to thaw and she couldn’t stop rubbing and massaging her fat tits and writhing in joy.
In a total daze, she once again glanced to the tub, entirely uninterested by the movie which had long since become background noise. This tub had a similar message on the side.
‘Big and Milky. Coconuts are big and milky, just like your swollen udders will be after you finish this tub of creamy coconut ice cream. Don’t forget to try our other flavours next!’
“Big and Milky…swollen udders…” she mumbled as she read the tub.
Now she was topless, leaking milk and drooling with her crotch growing just as damp as her swollen udders. But she still managed to stumble back to the kitchen for the final tub. After strolling back to the couch, drops of milk splashing carelessly to the floor along the way, she began her final tub.
This was her favourite flavour. The label called it Cow Feed but she recognized the chocolate taste the instant it hit her tongue. She shivered and raised the tub to her face and began to hungrily and frantically froce more and more of it past her lips.
The brain freeze this time was more potent and faster. It could have been the way she was eating it or the fact that her head was already assaulted by the utter numbness of continual brain freeze, but she didn’t care. She had long since grown used to it. It was just like her mind wasn’t there. She didn’t need it anyway. She just needed more of this wonderful ice cream.
Between desperate shoveling her hips grinded into one of her cushions and her inflated udders bounced mesmerizingly as she humped and jiggled and swallowed like a stupid and greedy cow. Moans became more sultry and slowly morphed as she continued.
“Mmmmm, Oooooohhh….mmmmmoooooo….mooooo….moooo….” she cooed with a dopey expression.
She hadn’t even noticed her moans transforming into moos. More and more, every piece of her mind was being reshaped as she willingly ate it up like the happy head of cattle she was soon becoming. Humping and leaking and mooing. Her mind was fading away as all that ice cream went straight to her head.
She finished this tub even faster than the others. By the time she was done, she barely knew where she was or even what she was. She knew she was horny. She knew her udders were heavy and full of milk and she wished they could be pulled and pumped properly. She knew her mind was frozen and she didn’t want it to unthaw. She wanted to keep eating lovely ice cream and leaking and mooing.
Then she noticed something on this tub.
‘Cow Feed. Eat it and feel your old thoughts fade as you become what you were always meant to be…a horny cow! Want more ice cream? Call us on 0842XXXXXX for delivery.”
Clara clumsily stumbled over to the phone and after a few attempts, managed to type in the number.
“Hello, horny cow ice cream, how can I help you today?” a friendly man answered.
“M-moooooooo!” was the first thing Clara said.
The man chuckled softly before responding “Ah, looking for delivery huh. We will send our people right away. Can you tell me your address?” he asked patiently.
It took some work for Clara to give the man her address. Her mind was a soft and frozen mush, like ice cream. She was just a dumb and dopey pair of udders. The whole time had one hand on her sloppy pussy, rubbing and fingering her folds as she spoke to the man, or tried to. Her moans and moos were obvious and constantly interrupting not just her speech but her own thoughts.
However, the man was patient and kind and helped the silly cow along the way. He also reassured her that everything would be fine and their people would arrive soon. She only hung up when she heard her doorbell ringing.
Opening the door eagerly, the two men who had arrived stared in awe at the woman who answered. Massive udders exposed and covered in trails of milk, she had one hand pinching her nipples and the other was under her shorts, working her slick slit as she gawked brainlessly at them.
Clara expected them to deliver ice cream to her, but instead they strapped a collar with a bell to her neck and led her outside. On the collar it read her name, or her new name as it would be. ‘Clarabelle’. The man she had spoken to must have taken liberties with her name after she told him. Not that Clarabelle actually cared. She stumbled forward, guided by the men to a trailer where she was pushed inside. Once inside she fell to her knees and she was too clumsy and dumb to stand back up.
There, she saw a few other women like her. Well, they didn’t exactly look like women anymore. With their enormous udders dangling from their chests and their dull and dimwitted expressions…plus the collars with bells which jangled as they crawled around on all fours. These were clearly livestock. Soft and curvy cows to be milked and bred.
Clarabelle was right at home. She mooed happily as the trailer sped away towards her new life.
Hey! Can the app work backwards? Like turn a short brunette with big boobies and an undying love for high heeled sandals like me into a man? If not I'd still love to get a few spins ^^
You know, I’ve never even tried. I suppose it’s worth testing out. What’s the worst that can happen, anyway?
Let’s set this to “reverse” and give it a whirl…
Hmm…well that’s interesting. I don’t know what I was expecting to happen, although I guess it should have been something like this. You look confused. Let me explain what happened.
Basically, the App took everything you told me, and when I attempted to hit “reverse,” it actually just emphasized everything.
So, I’m afraid you’ve lost a handful of inches from your height, gained more than a few handfuls of boobs, and that love for high heels? Well…let’s just say it went from “love” to “need.”
Hi there, long time listener, first time caller. I'm a big admirer of your work and I'd like to experience it first hand.
Currently a guy who comes in at 6 foot even with a fairly average build and I'm hoping for some imposing assets up top or some reduction in height. Might anger the random number gods by saying that but as the great Admiral Adama was fond of saying: "Sometimes you just have to roll a hard 6"
Another saying is “careful what you wish for,” but hey…let’s give it a chance.
This solely (get it?) affects your footwear. From now on, you can only wear some sort of sneaker.
2. Bathroom Pass
I’m afraid this one might get annoying. From now on, you must ask permission to use the restroom, just like you used to when you were in school. It doesn’t matter who you ask. However, if you do not receive permission, it does not stop your bodily functions, if you know what I mean.
I guess this is your hard 6! I know you said “some” reduction in height and this might be more than you expected, but you did want to get shorter, so I better hear no complaints! This literally makes you the size of a doll. In your case, I think you may have actually angered those gods, because you’ll be a hard 6 inches tall.
Hi, you might not remember me, but you made me a super curvy blonde a while ago. I’m loving my new life, and my girlfriend has been super understanding! Although, she finally admitted to me that he feels kind of plain next to me now. Now that you’re back, would you mind giving her 3 to 4 spins? She’s a 5’3” skinny brunette now.
Super curvy blonde doesn’t exactly narrow it down, but I’m glad you’re enjoying it! I hope she will too!
1. Height reduction - 3 inches
Well, I guess she’s an even 5 feet now. I hope she doesn’t mind being even more petite, but at least this is a fairly mild change to start.
2. Height reduction - 8 inches
Oh. Spoke too soon! This will push her down to “pixie” size at an imposing 4’4”. She’s just absolutely tiny. This can be fun for you, but it may be a hassle for her.
3. Breasts - Large
Ok, not all of her will be tiny.
Hmm. This makes her believe just about anything she’s told. She has lost the ability to question things. Maybe you can convince her she wanted to be so little?
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