Chapter 6: Game Night
Over the next couple days, things between Maggie and James seemed to return to normal, or at least, a new normal. They didn't have any more sex, much to James's relief and also somewhat to his disappointment. They did, however, find themselves casually walking around the apartment in their underwear more freely - though this was moreso Maggie than James. No point in modesty around someone you've fucked, she figured. That being said, the newfound lack of modesty was becoming growing distraction for James as he continued to get shorter. The day after their one-off tryst he woke up a staggering 5'6", and the next he clocked in at 5'5" - now truly quite short for a man, and only in about a week. And each day his roommate appeared that much more imposing - and alluring. He was grateful that she was so crass and tomboyish all the time, it helped shake him from any temporary spells of romantic attraction.
Meanwhile, James continued to text Amy, who was still quite excited about their game night - as was he. The more they texted the more James felt himself falling for her - it seemed they had more in common than anyone he'd ever known, and what they didn't have in common only seemed to compliment each other. He really couldn't believe how much she'd changed since he used to babysit her, and couldn't believe how much she'd grown into someone so witty and fun. All this reaffirmed his recent revelation that he had to tell her about his unconventional desires, especially considering his desires seemed to somehow be coming true and causing him to shrink. Though for the time being - he decided not to tell her about his shrinking until they were in person - he figured it best to lay it all out at once. Though he worried what her reaction would be now that he - to his knowledge -was barely taller than her. He couldn't imagine how she'd feel if he were shorter than her.
That was another thing that was beginning to worry him - why was he shrinking, and how short was he going to get? Per Maggie's encouragement, he scheduled a doctor's appointment for the following week. For as much as he'd always fantasized about it, he never considered the actual implications of getting shorter in real life and new he had to figure out what was happening. None of his clothes now fit - he had been borrowing some of Maggie's shirts but even those were getting baggy on him. He made a clothing run and had to face the reality that he should probably get a variety of smaller clothes in case the shrinking persisted, and hoped next weeks doctor appointment would help shed light on his shrinking.
More than just the physical implications, James quickly realized there were many more social implications to his height. When he was out and about shopping or in classes, people - especially women, seemed to treat him differently. He had always assumed that as a taller, good-looking guy, people were probably nicer to him, but it wasn't until venturing out at 5'5" that he realized perhaps the only difference about being tall was he was more intimidating to others than anything else. For it seemed now when he was in public, people were more inclined to approach and speak to him much more confidently than he was used to.
One cashier complimented his fashion sense while he was checking out with his smaller clothing. Another complemented his hair style completely unprovoked, perhaps because it was actually within someone's line of sight for once. On more than one occasion, girls stopped to hold the door for him - chivalry be damned. At the gym, he actually had a girl approach him and offer some advice on his squatting form - advice that was actually quite helpful. Much to James pride, she even gave him her number - only for that pride to deflate when he realized she was a paid trainer.
It wasn't always positive though, some people seemed to look right through him now that he was shorter. He'd been bumped into by an unapologetic tall person more times in the past couple days than he'd ever been before. In class, he had a hell of a time getting the cute TA's attention to come help him with his calculus homework, and she was quick to move on and help others before he got all he neede. Needless to say, James had a lot of anticipation for the end of the week - both excitement for his game night with Amy, and eagerness to have a break from having to navigate his day to day interactions as a newly short man.
Amy's week, meanwhile, was turning out to be every bit as dynamic and difficult to adjust to as James's. Ever since their walk in the park, Amy had continued to steadily grow each day, especially in the breast department. The day following their walk, she made it a point to preemptively purchase a variety of bra sizes - it was expensive, but she figured she could return them if she didn't need them. But Boy did she need them. By the end of the week - the morning of their game night - her chest had reached the size of large half grapefruits. At that size, she only fit in the largest bra she purchased, 34E, a bra that, much to her dismay, she didn't believe she'd need until the end of the month, if at all.
When she looked at herself in the mirror she hardly believed her own reflection, her tits were starting drift into anime character territory with how big they had gotten on her otherwise normally proportioned frame. They also seemed to get more sensitive the larger they got - she now found herself playing with her breasts more when she masturbated. She struggled to wrap her head around the fact that this was what James desired. The very same James she'd been having sweet, engaging, delightful conversation with via text over the past few days. Conversations that only made her flame for James burn brighter, and made her more willing to accept these changes if it meant winning him over.
Speaking of her changes, she had certainly continued to grow taller too. Rounding out at an even 5'9", she was worried she might be taller than James now - little did she know she'd passed that milestone the day after their walk. Nevertheless, she had to admit the changes could certainly have been worse, and she was beginning to appreciate the advantages of being taller. For one thing, day to day life felt much more manageable - laundry, groceries, her book bags were all easier to haul around, and she had no trouble reaching the top shelves anymore. She could easily navigate crowds and people seemed to generally respect her presence more. Additionally, she was getting more attention from guys than she ever had before - although for as much as this boosted her confidence it also drew a lot of unwanted attention from creeps, especially staring at her chest. She took to wearing baggier clothes while in public to deter it.
Despite her continued transformation, Amy still couldn't figure out what to say to James, and ultimately resigned just to let him see her new body in person when they meet to game on Friday. She knew that once he saw her he'd realize it had to be connected to his own change in stature, but she still feared admitting it was her own actions that caused it.
What's more - she had no idea how much further their transformations would progress. She was too scared to bring up the elephant in the room since they last talked about James's shrinkage on their walk - she had no idea if he'd gotten shorter since, but she suspected he probably had considering her own continued changes. How short could James truly want to be? How tall did he fantasize about his ideal woman being, and just how large did he want her breasts to be? She did a quick estimate given her growth up to that point and shuddered with horror when she realized she'd be over 7 feet tall and her breasts would be larger than any cup size she could imagine if the growth maintained it's rate. Surely it wouldn't reach that point, she assured herself - James was a reasonable guy.
In any case, the time for their date approached, and Amy struggled to decide what to wear. After shuffling through her wardrobe, she finally settled on a baggy pink sweater and leggings that did little to contain her growing figure. She threw on a pair of oversized sneakers and headed out the door. James had informed her it would just be the two of them tonight as Maggie volunteered to study at a friend's house to give them space. She was relieved to hear this - aside from James and Maggie, she hadn't really made any friends who would notice her changing appearance and she didn't want Maggie to see her transformation as well considering the delicate circumstances of her growth.
James, meanwhile, was back in his apartment preparing for Amy's arrival. He had cleaned the living room and kitchen and set up the table with snacks and drinks for their gaming night. Maggie had even lent him a few of her board games to add to their Baldur's Gate adventure. Just as he was finishing up, he heard a knock on the door. His heart raced as he went to answer it, opening the door to reveal Amy standing on the other side.
She looked beautiful, with her long, wavy brown hair cascading down her shoulders and framing her face. But what stood out the most to James was her height. She was now several inches taller than him, and her chest - while it appeared that she was attempting to hide it under her sweater - had grown significantly larger than the last time he saw her. He realized in that moment that he was not the only one changing - Amy had clearly been growing, and it seemed to be in all the ways he'd always fantasized about.
Amy, meanwhile, couldn't help but audibly gasp as she saw James - now shorter than her - looking positively small. The image in front of her completely flipped everything she had ever felt about the James she knew. She felt a pang of guilt for making him this way, and had to remind herself that on some level - for whatever reason, this was what he desired. But it was hard to reconcile the once tall, strong, imposing presence that James used to carry with this now decidedly small, docile-looking man in front of her. She even found herself almost feeling pity towards the short man in front of her.
But then, she felt something different. As her gaze focused on on his handsome face, she was reminded of all the wonderful memories she had with him when she was younger, and reminded of how much she enjoyed his company since they reconnected and how much she longed for him. What's more, she recognized an expression on Jame's face that she hadn't ever seen before when he looked at her: desire. His eyes said everything, and she couldn't believe how good it felt to be looked at the way he was gazing up at her now. Her thoughts were interrupted when James broke the silence.
"Amy, you look... Bigger... Like a lot bigger..." James said, trying his best not to stare at her chest. "Sorry, I uhhh... I suppose it's more pronounced to me because, well as you can see I've continued to get shorter over the past few days." He paused, moving out of the way as Amy entered.
He couldn't help but notice the way her hips swayed as she walked past him, now several inches taller than he was. "Amy, I uh... I need to talk to you about something," James said, closing the door behind her.
Amy turned to face him, her expression sheepish. "I know, James. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about my growth over the past few days. It's just... I didn't know how to bring it up." Amy admitted.
Before she can go on, James starts talking.
"Amy, I think I need to tell you something. I think these changes might somehow be my fault. First, I started getting shorter, and now you're clearly taller and much more... " he gestured nervously at her chest, face beat red "...endowed - and I think it might be because of some sort of unconscious desire I have for..... well.... Whatever you want to call this." He continued, too embarrassed to go into specifics, gesturing at their height difference.
He took a deep breath, looking down at his feet. "The only reason I'm telling you all this right now is that ever since we reconnected... I've come to realize I really like you... and I think it's clear you like me... But if you do like me then you need to know that I'm kind of into unconventional stuff... stuff that now appears to literally be transforming both you and myself in ways that shouldn't be possible and I frankly don't know how to control." He finished talking, eagerly reading Amy's face for her reaction.
She stood silently, seeming to process what he said. James shifted nervously on his feet, waiting for her to speak.
"James," she finally said, "that's a lot to take in, but I think I understand. You like the idea of being with a woman who is taller than you, and... I guess has really big boobs? And you think that somehow, your unconscious desires are causing these changes to happen."
James nodded, feeling a wave of relief wash over him as Amy seemed to understand. "Yes, exactly. I don't know how or why it's happening, but I think it might be the reason behind our transformations. And if that's true, then I need to tell you that I think I'm falling for you, Amy. I want to be with you, but you have to know that this a part of who I am. And even if I figure out how to stop our transformations... there's a part of me that doesn't want to. So if this is too weird for you and you want to walk away from this, I understand." James gulped, the finality of his ultimatum.
Despite the gravity of the situation, he couldn't help but feel his cock twitch in his pants as he awaited Amy's response. It drove him wild seeing her stand before him, knowing that his every desire was taking form in this goddess before him.
Amy looked at him for what felt like an eternity, weighing her options. Finally, she spoke.
"James, I have to be honest with you" Amy paused, swallowing hard. "I'm not doin' so great with all these changes... But the truth is, James, I've had a crush on you since I was little, and I've always wanted to be with you. And when we reconnected and I met your roommate Maggie, I suspected that you were into taller, more voluptuous women. So I went down a rabbit hole and found a spell on the internet that claimed to make myself into the kind of woman you desire. I just didn't expect it to work, let alone do all this. I'm sorry for not telling you sooner, but I was afraid of how you would react. I didn't want to ruin our friendship or our potential relationship." Amy confessed, eyes downcast as she revealed her secret.
James was shocked by Amy's confession, but also relieved to finally understand what was causing their transformations. He felt a mix of emotions - betrayal for not being told sooner, but also gratitude that Amy was willing to go to such great lengths just to attract him to her. It also helped her case that his cock was rock hard as he took in Amy's new, taller, curvier appearance. He wanted her so bad, and he was glad that they were on the same page about wanting to be with each other.
But before he could act on his desires, he needed to know more about the spell Amy cast to transform them. "So, tell me more about this spell," James said, his eyes never leaving Amy's body. "How does it work, and what exactly did it do to you?"
Amy took a deep breath, suddenly feeling self-conscious about her appearance again. "Well, it was a spell I found online that promised to transform me into the type of woman you desire," she said, fidgeting with the hem of her sweater.
"It didn't specify exactly what that meant, but I figured it would make me prettier. I never realized your desires included boobs quite this big - " she gestured at her chest, blushing "or seeing me quite this tall. And I definitely didn't realize it would make you shorter" She paused, looking a little concerned before she continued. "Speaking of that... This spell... it's uhhh... not quite done yet. It's supposed to continue changing us - according to your desires - until the next full moon, which is still another two and a half weeks away...." she gulped, steadying herself before asking. "James... if this is all from your desires, just how big do you think I am going to get, and how short are you going to be?" She asked, shyly.
He gulped, realizing what that meant. If the spell was going to continue transforming them, there was no telling how tall Amy would get or how small he would become. But in that moment, the shock and fear subsided, replaced by a primal desire for this new version of Amy. James didn't care how small he got. He stepped closer to her, their eyes locked and he knew that she felt the same way.
"Amy... I don't know how much we'll keep changing. But right now, this is the hottest moment of my life. So fuck it, I guess we'll find out together" he answered, reaching up to grasp the bottom of her sweater and pulling it off in one swift motion.
Amy gasped, but didn't resist as James' hands roamed over her newly enhanced curves. She had always wondered what it would feel like to be touched by him, and now she was finally finding out. It was a strange sensation, he was being so assertive yet his small hands felt somehow delicate, and she hardly felt much force behind his movements.
"Fuck Amy... these are massive." He gawked. Her breasts spilled out of her bra, the cups barely containing them. James couldn't believe how big they were, and he couldn't wait to get his hands on them. He reached around and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground. Amy's nipples were rock hard, and James couldn't resist leaning down to take one in his mouth.
Amy moaned as James sucked and teased her nipples, running his hands over her smooth skin. She had always been self-conscious about her body, even more so since she'd started growing - but James made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to her. "Ohh... James..." She shuddered at the sudden sensation of his lips on her nipples.
She couldn't believe how small he was now - barely reaching her shoulder - but she couldn't deny the intense attraction she felt towards him. She had always been intimidated by his height, but now that he was so much smaller, she felt like she could finally be in control. A part of her wondered if that was what he really wanted, for her to take control.
Amy didn't know, but she did know that she wanted to please him. She wanted to explore every inch of his body, to learn what made him gasp, what made him moan and writhe in pleasure. Still standing in the entryway, having barely entered his apartment before they confessed their truths - she decided to take charge. "Should we take this somewhere more comfortable?" She asked, blushing as she tried to feign confidence.
James pulled his head away from her teat, gazing up at her with a fiery lust. "Of course..." He took her larger hand in his, practically dragging her into their small living room. He turned around to face her, but before he had a chance to do anything she pushed him down onto the couch, and climbed on top of him, grinding her hips against his. James felt a surge of pleasure as he felt her heat against his rapidly hardening cock - which now took up much more space in his pants than he was used to. He reached up and cupped her breasts, marveling at their size and weight.
"Fuck, Amy... you're so fucking hot." James couldn't help but blurt out as Amy grinded on top of him. He was in complete awe of this new, tall, voluptuous version of her. He had always fantasized about being with a woman like this, and now his dreams were coming true in the most unexpected way possible.
Amy grinned down at him, feeling empowered by her newfound height and confidence. "That's right, James. I'm all grown up now." Amy smirked, reaching down to undo his pants. She pulled them down, revealing his hard, throbbing cock. It was bigger than she expected, and looked almost unnaturally big for James's otherwise small form - granted, she had never actually seen one in person before. She gasped at the sight, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves, and a growing wetness between her own legs.
James groaned as Amy wrapped her hand around his shaft, stroking it slowly. He marvelled at how soft her palms and fingertips were, and how enthralled she looked as she stared at his cock.
"Ohhh, fuck Amy." He couldn't believe this was happening - he had fantasized about being with a woman that looked like Amy for years, and now she was actually touching him. He thrust his hips upwards, doing his best to fuck her hand. "Oh god, Amy... that feels so fucking good." He moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head.
Amy giggled at James' enthusiasm, feeling more confident by the second. She could almost sense what was going through James's mind, and felt a new and almost almost unnatural desire... to control him. The though perplexed her... she'd never been anything close to assertive or power hungry, let alone someone who wanted to control their lover. Could this be a product of her spell, molding her mind as well as he body? She wasn't sure, but in that moment she didn't really care.
She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Is this what you've always wanted, James? To be with a woman who is taller than you, and who can do whatever she wants with you? Do you want me to take control, James?" She asked, her breath hot against his ear.
James couldn't believe what he was hearing, but he couldn't deny that it turned him on beyond belief. He nodded, unable to find his words. "Yes, Amy. Yes, I want you to take control. I want you to do whatever you want with me."
Amy grinned, feeling a surge of power and excitement. She climbed on top of James, straddling him, and positioning his cock at her entrance. She slowly lowered herself onto him, letting out a sigh of pleasure as she felt him fill her up. Internally, she was giddy with excitement... She couldn't believe how easy it was now to make James melt in her hands. After all those years lusting after him, she finally had him all to herself.
As she finished lowering herself onto him, it was aparent that he was much bigger than she expected for a man of his size, but it felt incredible. She rocked her hips back and forth, grinding against him as she fucked him. He reached up and grabbed her breasts, kneading them as she rode him.
"Oh god, Amy. You feel so fucking good." He moaned, watching as she rode him. He couldn't believe this was really happening, or that Amy's bigger, more powerful body and huge tits were real. "And you're so, fucking big...." James stammered.
"Your tits... they're so fucking massive and squeezable. I could never get enough of touching and groping them."
Amy moaned, loving the feel of James' small hands on her large breasts. She leaned forward, giving him better access to play with them and continued to grind her hips against his. The sensation of James' cock filling her up was incredible, and she couldn't believe how good it felt to have him inside of her.
James, for his part, was in heaven. He had always dreamed of being with a woman like Amy, and now that she was on top of him, riding him like this, he couldn't believe it was actually happening. He felt a burning need to please her, to make her feel as good as she was making him feel.
He reached down and started rubbing her clit in slow circles, matching the rhythm of her thrusts.
Amy moaned loudly, throwing her head back as James found her sweet spot. "Ohh fuck, James. Yes, right there." She encouraged, her words turning him on even more. She was so wet, her juices covering James' fingers and cock as they moved in perfect harmony.
James couldn't believe the sight before him. Amy was now a several inches taller than him, and with her large breasts bouncing with every thrust, he felt absolutely tiny by comparison, a thought that nearly pushed him over the edege . She moaned as James rubbed her clit, her pussy tightening around his cock as she neared her climax. James felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge as well.
"Fuck, Amy... You feel so good. I'm gonna cum" James warned, his voice strained with pleasure.
Amy looked down at him, her eyes shining with lust and dominance. "Cum for me, James. I want to feel you cum inside me." She whispered, leaning down to kiss him deeply.
That was all James needed to hear.
He wrapped his arms around Amy's hips, pulling her closer as he thrust upwards into her. He could feel her getting close, and he knew he wouldn't be far behind. He gripped her hips tightly, slamming into her over and over as he chased his own release.
"Fuuuuck, James... I'm cumming!" Amy cried out, her entire body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over her. She collapsed on top of James, smothering him with her massive tits as he sucked and continued bucking his hips into her through his own orgasm.
James felt his cock pulsing inside of her as he came harder than he ever had before. He felt like he was going to pass out as he filled her with his seed.
As they both came down from their high, Amy rolled off of James, lying beside him on the couch as they both desperately panted and tried to catch their breath. James couldn’t take his eyes off of her bare, glistening breasts, still swollen and sensitive from her own climax.
She smirked at him, still basking in the power she felt from dominating him just moments before.
"How was that for you, James?" she asked, reaching down to gently stroke his softening cock.
He groaned, leaning back against the couch as he caught his breath. "Fuck, Amy. That was... that was incredible." He couldn't believe how amazing the sex had been. Not only had he just had the most intense orgasm of his life, but it was with Amy, and she just so happened to have the body of his wildest fantasies.
Amy grinned at his words, feeling proud of herself.
She had never been so bold or dominant before, but something about James and their new dynamic made her feel like she could be whoever she wanted to be. And she liked it.
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, James." She replied, still stroking his softening cock. "I know I certainly did."
James couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had always assumed that Amy was shy and timid, but now he was starting to see a whole new side to her. A side that was confident, assertive, and incredibly hot.
"I have to admit, Amy. While you were riding help but fantasize about what it would be like if I were even shorter and you were even taller." James confessed, his eyes never leaving hers.
At first, Amy looked confused, unsure of where James was going with this. But then, she felt a strange sensation wash over her. She looked down at herself, and sure enough, she was getting even taller. And James... James was shrinking.
"What the hell is happening?!" Amy exclaimed, her voice shaking with shock and confusion.
James chuckled nervously, trying to downplay the situation. "I-I think it's just part of the spell, Amy.
I think it's still transforming us, according to my unconscious desires." James said, sitting up on the couch and trying to act calm despite his racing heart.
He looked up at Amy, who was now looking over him much more than she was a moment ago. She had grown a few inches taller than her already impressive height, and James could feel his own perspective slowly, almost imperceptibly dropping lower as he shrank. Amy's breasts, already impressively large, seemed to grow even further, swelling and jiggling as she looked down at herself in confusion and wonder.