That weekend I felt like I was walking on clouds. Ae Ri and I would text back and forth, chatting about everything and anything.
I
was dumbfounded as the weekend bled into the week and somehow this
amazing woman continued talking to me. In fact, as time went on, we
started messaging more. Mornings, she'd be the first person I spoke to,
evenings, the last. Gradually, it got to a point where I'd hang on every
message, checking multiple times to see if the ticks had turned blue.
Phantom vibrations from my phone had me eagerly ripping my pocket apart
to check non-existent notifications on my home screen. Smitten was
beginning to become an understatement.
Weeks piled up into a
month. I steeled my will, coming to a decision. It was time to ask Ae Ri
out. I knew it as a bad idea. I knew it could ruin everything. Not just
a budding friendship but, also while reason for our meeting - the
height transfer. The signs were undeniable though, weren't they? Usually
I was oblivious to advances from the opposite sex but this was above
and beyond anything I'd ever encountered in my life. This must be
going towards something romantic... Right? 'Or maybe she's just
ridiculously nice and you're reading into a fantasy you want to be
true.' Fuck you frontal lobe. I was taking the plunge. I was asking her
out.
My initial instinct was the send a message via text but I
deleted that after a few characters had been typed. No, that felt
cowardly. I needed to do this over the phone at the very least. My heart
skipped like a needle on a record when she picked up. I swallowed the
fear and the lump in my throat. I told her I liked her. Surprisingly, I
couldn't stop the words falling out of me after the confession. Words
about how I thought she was stunningly gorgeous. About how she was the
nicest, most sincere person I'd ever met. How I felt more connected to
her than anyone I'd ever been with before. How even in month I felt like
we were just linked by the brain. Yeah, smitten was an understatement.
I
couldn't stop until I got to the question. "Doyouwannagoonadate?" I'd
blurted pretty abruptly, cutting off the waterfall of words. I went
deathly quiet waiting for a response. The silence that hung in the air
were heavier than a truck on my shoulders. When the jubilant voice rang
through the phone and the answer came, I almost squealed. It felt like a
ray of sun burst through the clouds. My fingers were numb. My head was
light. I couldn't stop smiling. The conversation went on a little
longer, but that's basically how our relationship began.
The
first date went smoother than butter. To be completely honest, it
didn't even feel like a first date. We'd gotten to know each other so
well that it was just us hanging out, laughing and eating. Sure, we went
to a fancy Italian restaurant and got dressed up, but it was just a
formality. I was wearing a dark navy suit, no tie and she was wearing a
tight, black dress that accented her paler skin. God, she looked
positively poured into it up top. Her dark make up matched her dress and
the purple heels boosted her up to 5'5. She looked fantastic.
There
was another formality that I stuck to. I paid the bill. I insisted.
Although, looking back now, maybe I shouldn't have. But I didn't think
about it much after she made her own insistence. With a look in her eye
that translated her true meaning, she insisted that we go back to
mine. After that, I don't think I thought much at all.
We'd
bustled into my beat up car as quickly as possible, eager to peel out
and start the 30 minute journey back to my place. Yet, even with a
relatively short drive, Ae Ri couldn't keep her hands off of me. Popping
my shirt buttons open she slipped a hand in, caressing my chest. Every
touch felt electric, making my whole body crackle with a static
excitement. She leaned in, breasts smushing against my arm, her warm
breath tickling my ear and neck. She nibbled my ear lobe and melted my
brain, forcing me onto auto pilot. But then she began to unbuckled my
belt and I felt a niggling sense that things were getting a tad
dangerous. Getting me worked up was one thing but this was getting out
of hand. I wrestled back some brain power and asked her to wait,
laughing, I said I'd prefer to get home alive so we could actually have sex.
She'd paused for a second and then pouted her plum
toned lips, pulling away. Immediately I cursed myself, thinking I'd
totally ruined everything. What came next had the hair on the back of my
neck standing.
Ae Ri leaned forwards and fished under the seat.
With the chu-chunk-chunk-chunk that my rickety old seat made whenever it
was moved, she pushed her seat back. "What're you doing?" I asked,
perplexed. She didn't respond, instead she leaned back into the thin
cushions and grabbed her melon like breasts, kneading them, a light moan
coming out of her. I felt like my eyes almost exploded out of my head.
She hiked her mid-thigh dress higher up her creamy legs. Jesus, the more
she revealed the more I realised they were thicker than I'd originally
thought. At this point I knew what was about to happen but my brain
wasn't processing it well. I continued taking rapid, confused glances at
her between driving. This couldn't be happening. This was some crap
that happened in movies and TV shows.
She
put a heeled foot onto the dash, toes curling just slightly around the
sole. Her dark purple nails glinted in the light of the passing street
lamps as she slipped one hand around the hem of the dress and up out of
my view, under her dress. I could just about see her knuckles moving
whenever her fingers shifted.
My mouth was bone dry, "wha-what are you doing?" I rasped, looking out at the road and back to her as often as I could.
Delicately,
purposefully she pulled her underwear to the side and began playing
with herself like mozart played the piano. A throaty exhale came out of
her that made my skin erupt into goosebumps. Tingles ran up and down my
spine, my already turgid dick hardening into adamantium, threatening to
rip my trousers open. She worked her hand up and down, rubbing and
teasing her sex, pushing the hem of the dress tantalisingly higher with
every move. A musty, heedy, overpowering scent began to fill my car and
the seams of my trousers creaked. A moan pierced my ears and plunged
into my brain, rewiring priorities and killing all logic. I ran a red,
eyes barely on the road, the whine of someone's horn blaring into the
distance.
I watched her knuckles sink as she clearly pushed her
finger(s?) into her her sex. The sound. That fucking sound. I could hear how wet she was. A deeper, more animal moan followed, laced with a
passion that had me on the edge of my seat. Her other hand was back up
top fondling her best again. Nails raked the exposed skin, leaving
little white lines that quickly faded. She pulled the low cut dress
lower and freed a breast from the lacey bra that contained it. The most
perfect, pink, puffy nipple was freed, massively engorged, pulled and
tweaked between her fingers.
I almost crashed the car and a half
chuckle half hum came out of her. The smell in here was a drug. My heart
was thundering in my chest as the slick sound of her finger fucking
herself became deafening. The words she said cut through all other
noise. "Paul, I wanna fuck. Now." Was all she purred. The world became
muted. The beeping horns. The road. The journey. All that existed was my
one singular goal.
I pulled into the dark car park of a petrol station, only a half mile from my house. I gave her exactly what she wanted...
From that point we met at least every weekend and sometimes multiple times a week.
Cinema,
dinner, lunch, food markets, bars, night clubs, rock climbing, boat
trips... The list went on and pretty soon we'd been dating for almost 3
months. I'd paid every tab. I didn't explicitly mind but I just didn't
know how to bring up this uncomfortable conversation. We'd discussed
jobs and although, Ae Ri worked for a legal company I couldn't imagine
her job was high paying. The way she described it always sounded so
flippant and carefree.
Which is why attending her company's Christmas party was such an eye opener. Ae Ri was a big deal.
We
both got dressed up again and went to the office party. When we got in,
we received a hero's welcome and I met a flurry of people all
congratulating my girlfriend. Apparently, she'd recently become the
youngest partner in her legal firm's history. This ditsy, happy go lucky
Asian bombshell was practising law at the highest level. You'd never
have guessed from her apartment but she must have been ridiculously
loaded. More importantly in the moment, was how everyone treated her. It
was like she was royalty here. A rock star crossed with a cult leader.
People doted on her. This tiny lady was a metaphorical powerhouse. A
force of nature. She spoke and everyone listened. The second hand
pride I felt from her success was immense. Being attached to a shining
star meant the evening was a whirlwind. All up until we met Charlotte.
Ae
Ri and I detached from the congratulatory mob and moved over to get
some drinks from a tiny make shift bar at the edge of the party. It was
quieter here and gave a chance to chat. Just as I was about to voice my
pride for Ae Ri and ask why she hadn't said anything about becoming a
partner, a tall, leggy, curvy, drunk redhead stumbled into me. Even at
6'5, she looked tall. With her 2 inch heels she must have been over 6
foot tall, making her at least a foot taller than Ae Ri bare foot.
She
bumped into me first, on the way to more vodka, and smiled up. "Oh, hi,
handsome." She grinned. Her attention diverted away from the vodka, a
memory, and she swivelled to face me, elbow colliding with something.
The something was the diminutive Ae Ri who had been next to me. "Oh...
Hi, Ri." The red head said in a flat voice.
"Charlotte."
My girlfriend responded with a smile. The tone of the word let me know
the cheerful smile was fake. "This is Paul, my boyfriend."
An
appalled look painted across Charlotte's face. Then a snide grin. She
looked to me, "seriously? Her? Come on, you could do way better." I
couldn't. "I mean, sure she has boobs, but wouldn't you prefer," she
leaned in, pressing her body against me, "the whole package?" If her
demeanour hadn't been enough to know this woman was drunk, her breath
was. But... It was impossible to deny that this buxom woman was
beautiful. The long dress she worse had a slit along the side, showing
off her long, toned leg and the wide hips that flared out of her waspish
waist. Fire like hair cascaded down her shoulders and back, framing her
snow like, freckled bust and, above that, a face that was fit for a
model. Beautiful on the outside but seemingly rotten on the inside.
"Um... I'm flattered, but - " I didn't get to finish what I was saying.
Ae
Ri squeezed in between us and, with a malice I'd never seen from her,
pushed the woman back. Charlotte looked annoyed, staring down her bust
at the Asian woman standing before her.
"He doesn't want what
you're offering, Charlotte." She said planting her hands on her hips. I
won't lie. The assertiveness was fucking hot.
Charlotte rolled
her blue eyes, scoffed and looked down at Ae Ri. "I'm sorry, the adults
were talking, tiny." Her freckled features turned up to me and she saw
Ae Ri was clearly right. "God, something else you don't deserve." She
directed the next part at me. "Be careful around the midget. She's more
than meets the eye. And..." She stepped around Ae Ri, bumping her face
with her chest before brushing her swollen bosom against my arm. "If you
ever want to play with someone your own size, you know where to find
me." I watched her go, swaying her hips hypnotically as she mingled back
into the crowd.
Once she was out of ear shot, I turned back to Ae Ri. "Jesus, what the fuck was that?"
"She's
just mad I made partner." Ae Ri puffed up with pride, brushing off the
fact she'd just been slapped by a boob. "I used to be her assistant."
She winked. That made my eyebrows rise. Alright, now that interaction
made more sense. "I wonder how she'll react when I'm bigger." She made
an overly thoughtful expression and tapped her chin. "I'm sure she'll be
a lot more polite when she can't lord her size over me... Sure you
wouldn't want to exchange a little extra?" Ae Ri asked, a glint in her
dark eyes. I laughed at the time...
Christmas came and went
in a standard fashion. Ae Ri spent the holidays with me since her family
was all in South Korea. We had a blast watching Christmas movies,
eating too much and exchanging presents. I was always slightly amazed by
just how much she ate. I know she was an active person, hitting the gym
and climbing regularly, but such a small size seemed amazingly good at
packing food in. We joked that it all somehow went to her boobs.
After
Christmas we spent new years together and then, only the week after, we
were back in Dr. Wilson's office. We'd had a few check ins with him so
he knew all about our relationship. Initially, he'd been a bit concerned
but, in the end, he shrugged it off. After all, our genetic
compatibility was great and we'd aced the other tests they'd subjected
us to.
Now we were going through the final steps. The last paper
work before the transferring would start. Giddily, I signed my name at
the bottom of each sheet, dating them too. Ae Ri had already signed hers
- she'd read each page carefully, and if she was fine with it then so
was I. It's not like I'd be able to understand anything more than she
had so I didn't even bother reading.
Dr.
Wilson took the papers, stacked them together noisily on his desk and
stood up. He reached out his empty hand, shaking our hands one after the
other. "Welcome to the program." Beaming, he moved around his desk.
"I'll call one of our team and you'll be taken through to the labs to be
fitted for your bracelet." In a few strides he'd left the room, leaving
us alone.
I offered my hand to Ae Ri and her tiny one slipped into my palm. Squeezing, I grinned. "I can't believe this is happening."
"I
know!" She squealed. "New year and new me!" Ae Ri shook her hand in
mine just as, if not more, excited than I was. "Gosh, I don't know how
I'm going to feel taller!"
"Somehow even more confident?" I asked, smirking. Ae Ri slapped my bicep jokingly.
"Are you trying to say I'm big headed?" She pretended to be angry.
"No!
Not at all. It's just amazing that you have so much personality in such
a small package." I chided, pinching her sides and causing a fit of
giggles.
"Well,
it's about time this package got as big as I feel, don't you think?" I
nodded, eyes darting down to her chest. After we transferred some size, I
wondered just how massive those things would feel to me. "Hey!" She
laughed, slapping me again, teasing, "get your head out of the gutter."
Then a devilish smile replaced the feigned indignation. "Alright, fine,
don't." She yanked her hand from mine and hefted up her bust. "Your big
hands won't seem so big tonight when these girls are even juicier." Ae
Ri squeezed her fingers into her pillows. "Think you're gonna be able to
handle them or will your teeny, tiny fingers not be up to the task?"
I
was surprised by just how big her trash talk was. It was like she'd
be taking a whole foot from me. More surprisingly was my body's
reaction. I shuffled my legs slightly, trying to hide the bulge that was
rapidly tightening in my jeans. Opening my mouth to respond, the words
never came - my rebuttal to her challenge was interrupted by the office
door opening. Ae Ri dropped her bust, sending her breasts subtly
bouncing beneath her top. She had snapped her gaze forwards, a slight
warmth on her cheeks. I was trying so hard not to laugh.
"This
is Dr. Hamilton." Dr. Wilson said, introducing a shorter, nerdier
looking man. I didn't want to be mean but this guy looked like a walking
stereotype. He must have been 5'5, short hair, pale skin, a slight
hunch to his stature and an overall sickly appearance. His brown eyes
looked absolutely tiny through his glasses, lenses about as thick as
double glazed glass.
"I take it she wants to donate some height to you?" He joked, pushing the glasses up the ridge of his nose.
"Oh,
I like him. He's funny." Ae Ri chuckled, pointing to Dr. Hamilton with
her thumb and looking up at me. She turned back to him grinning only
marginally upwards. The man wasn't too much bigger than her and may have
actually been lighter due to her hobbies. Now it was his turn to blush.
She tended to have that effect on people.
Dr. Wilson
metaphorically passed us on to our new host and, together, we left him,
walking through the building to the back of house, away from the
offices. This is where the magic happebed. As we went Dr. Hamilton
talked through next steps.
I felt my mind trailing as Ae Ri and
Dr. Hamilton began chatting about the intricacies. I hadn't known Ae Ri
grasped the science to this level. I took in as much as I could. The
jist of it was: We would both be hooked up to bracelets that connected
to a system on the lab servers. They could then change the values and
our sizes on their end until we reach our desired sizes. That, of
course, could only be done over a period of time. If done in one
session, the shock to our bodies could be harmful. Today we'd only be
exchanging an inch. The bracelets would stay on though. They would be on
until we reached the sizes we agreed on and for an extra acclimation
period.
Neither of us was disappointed about only exchanging an
inch today. We'd both done our research and knew the process took time.
Honestly, I'd be happy to be down to 6'4. What did catch us both off
guard was what he went on to explain. Although the changes were somewhat
proportional, my one inch held a lot more mass - muscle and fat - than
an extra inch for Ae Ri. Consequently, there would be some additional
changes to her body. It wouldn't be much, but Ae Ri was about to get a
boost in muscle mass and curves. I.E. Her breasts and butt (and other
muscles) were about to get proportionally bigger. Shock was rapidly
replaced by an even more infectious glee for us both. This just kept
getting better.
We reached a lab and were ushered into two little
booths to change. Since we were only exchanging an inch, we'd been
instructed to wear respectively baggier or tighter clothes. Shoes could
be provided if the size was too far off. For the process we'd both need
to be in our underwear, at least for the first calibration, anyway. I
knew I'd be a little more self conscious than Ae Ri due to my lanky body
so, in my booth I psyched myself up. Today would be the first step in
being the size I wanted to be.
Emerging from the changing room in
nothing more than a pair of boxers, I found Ae Ri stood opposite Dr.
Hamilton. She was wearing a sports bra and a pair of panties. The man
looked like he was sweating bullets opposite my girlfriend. Was he just
struggling to keep his eyes off of her? I stepped over to catch the last
of the conversation. "N-no, I don't think that would be possible." He
said, almost hiding behind his clip board. "Anyway, let me grab a nurse
to hook you both up to the monitoring equipment." He said, relief on his
face, white coat fluttering as he scampered away.
"What was that about?" I asked.
"Oh,
nothing. Just asking how they work some of the more disproportionate
changes." Ae Ri shrugged. If my rational mind had been working better, I
might have asked for more details. Instead, all the talk about
disproportionate changes had me hung up on our earlier conversation,
busy fantasising about Ae Ri having even bigger boobs.
A male and
female nurse came over, cutting my time for contemplation to an end.
Soon Ae Ri and I had electrodes dotted around our body. We were sat in
two large, round, comfy chairs, waiting for the procedure to start. Dr.
Hamilton returned with a set of matching bracelets. Thin metallic bands
that looked to be made up of lots of little sections, presumably to
allow them to shrink and grow with the wearer. He sheepishly placed one
on Ae Ri and one on me.
Everything
this guy did dripped with a nervous energy. He even dashed back away
from us like he'd had his feet burned. Picking up a tablet from a
counter nearby Hamilton tapped it a few times.
"Ready?"
I
looked over to Ae Ri and extended my hand again, mirroring what I'd
done in the office. She threaded her fingers through mine and smiled.
Looking to Hamilton, I nodded. Ae Ri voiced a confirmation. Then the
transfer began.
A tiny light on the bracelet glowed and it hummed
on my arm, vibrating. There's literally no way I can describe the
sensation of shrinking and really get across how it feels. Imagine that
feeling of sinking in your seat, letting yourself slide down the chair -
but now, keep in mind that you're not sliding down. Your legs are
sliding up, feet dragging across the floor. Your whole body is inching in. Suddenly, that breath you'd just taken isn't the right size for
your lungs and there's so much oxygen in your chest that you feel like
you're going to burst. Then again, maybe that last part was just because I gasped as
everything started. The jolt of energy in your wrist will do that
though. That warm grip on your arm that sends tingles all through your
body hits hard.
I
watched for a handful of seconds as my chest shrank in and my shoulders
receded. My underwear's elastic waistband became less taunt and less
snug.
I
was so preoccupied with my own transformation that I almost didn't
register Ae Ri's. Almost. It was pretty hard to miss considering the
moan that erupted out of her just a moment after my shrinking had
stopped. My size was being routed into her now and her dainty fingers
throbbed thicker and longer, crawling across my skin as they closed
harder around the back of my hand. They dug into my fingers like tiny
knives, strength bursting in her muscles. Her head was tilted back
against the chair and I could subtly see her ebony hair inch up the
white cushion. Her shoulders widened and definition deepened very
slightly across her arms. I was more distracted by her chest. By the
material of her sports bra pulling taunt, soft, heavy breast surging out
to overfill the bra just enough to cause her skin to spill over the
edge.
Then, just like that, it stopped. Ae Ri's flexed body
relaxed in the chair, slumping slightly. "Oh fuck." She whispered, eyes
fluttering open. Her gorgeous mahogany eyes turned to me, bigger than
before. The smile on her lips stretched wider, white teeth
shining, enchanting me. The fear was gone in an instant and I grinned
back, positively spellbound. Her whole body had thickened slightly.
Thicker legs, wider hips, bigger boobs. Even her chest and back and
become just a tad girthier. She looked amazing.
Eagerly, Ae Ri
stood from her chair, hand still in mine, coaxing me up too. I pushed
away any hesitation and stood. Ae Ri wobbled, not used to her new height
and stared down her body, taking it all in. I wasn't looking at myself.
I was marvelling at her as well. To me, she'd just sprouted two inches
taller and a little sturdier - from mid chest to nearer, but not quite, shoulder height.
The curve of her breasts and her hips was more exaggerated and her
whole body had a new layer of power added to it. I liked the change.
She
looked up at me, craning her neck less, a wonderment shining in her
eyes as she saw me from a new vantage point. Then she rocked up onto her
tip toes and pushed a kiss to my lips. I was pushed back by the force
of it, both of us going into the kiss with the usual amount of movement -
more than was necessary now.
I finally looked away from Ae Ri at
the world and drank in the changes. It felt uncanny. Everything was
just slightly askew, just slightly off, and my brain wasn't handling the
stimulus well. They'd warned us about this. I ran through the steps,
closing my eyes, taking a deep breath, three... Two... One... When I
opened my eyes things seemed to shiver and then click into place, the
that weird sensation that everything was off evaporating.
I
couldn't believe it. I was shorter and my beautiful girlfriend just
became even more mind numbingly hot. I squeezed Ae Ri's hand and we
kissed properly, without bashing teeth.
I couldn't wait to give her more of my size.