Chapter 4: Climax
As Grace's newfound height soared skyward, she discovered hidden depths within herself that made her feel even more empowered. Confidently striding across rooms filled with blooming foliage, she stood head and shoulders above others, yet felt no less beautiful or desired. It was as though nature itself bore witness to her ascension, amplifying her sensual appeal beyond measure. Even in public spaces where she formerly blended seamlessly into crowds, her presence now commanded attention like a magnet attracting metal shavings.
Grace was now 7 feet 8 inches tall at this point. She had attained L cup breast and her ass swallowed any pair of shorts she tried on. Grace was massive now and the 340 number on her scale confirmed the entire change.
Her long legs stretched gracefully beneath her dress. Her thighs pressed against one another, filling out each curve of the fabric around her hips. The sight sent Sam spiraling into arousal. His eyes caressed every single detail of her figure. Every time he gazed at her breasts - he felt awestruck. They seemed impossibly large yet natural. Gravity pulled them gently towards the ground, casting shadows below their soft curves. He couldn't resist touching them, tracing circles around the nipples with just his fingertip sending shivers through her body.
Grace didn't protest; instead, she encouraged him further. Closing her eyes, she allowed the pleasure to ripple through her, intensified by the memory of their earlier encounters. But despite the mounting excitement, Grace decided to shift focus back onto herself.
Having grown accustomed to Sam's attentiveness, she craved the same level of affection directed toward her own heightened desires. Leaning closer, she whispered seductively into his ear, "Remember our last encounter when we were atop this table?" Her breath tickled his skin.