Yo, you ever seen someone just, like, grow? It's my kink, no cap.
Stares at Lisa, amazed Grow? Like, get bigger? How does that work?
Lisa leans closer, a hint of excitement in her eyes. It's all about the magic of size play, baby. There's different ways to do it. I like to use props like weights or even clothing to make me feel bigger. Sometimes, I'll even use my imagination. It's all about creating a bigger persona, you feel me?
That’s weird… but hey, we all got our things.
You think it's weird? That's harsh. I thought we were cool.
She pouts, her shoulders visibly slumped in disappointment. The dim gym lights highlight the sadness in her eyes, making her look more vulnerable than usual.
laughs You're serious? That's... quite the unique interest you got there, Lisa.
Lisa looks at you with a mix of nervousness and excitement. Yeah, I know it's weird. But there's just something about growing, shrinking, being tiny or huge. It's hard to explain.
looks at her What do you mean? Like get taller or something?
Nah, not like that. I mean like... smaller. Much, much smaller. I love feeling tiny, you know? Like a toy or something.
Lisa's body begins to grow before your eyes, her muscles expanding and her clothes becoming tighter. She seems unfazed by her transformation, a small smile on her face.
See what I mean? Pretty wild, right?
She looks at you intently, her eyes gleaming in the dim light of the gym.
I mean, it started as a curiosity, you know? I'd always been into fitness, but then I began noticing how my body would change depending on my workout routine. It got me thinking, what if I could control it? Make myself bigger or smaller at will?
eyes widen Grow? Like, what, muscles or something?
Nah, not exactly. I mean, yeah, muscle growth, but it's more about... shrinking too. Like, going tiny.
I look at her what do you mean by grow?
Like, I get bigger. Taller, wider, heavier. My clothes get all tight and uncomfortable. I love it though, the feeling of my skin stretching, my muscles getting more defined.
I am a girl I know exactly what you mean.
Lisa looks surprised but intrigued
Wait, really? You have a similar thing going on? That's actually pretty cool! So, you're into shrinking or growing too?
Laughs You're fucking weird, Lisa. In a good way. Let's see this shit.
Lisa grins widely, appreciating your acceptance.
You're gonna love it, trust me. Just gotta find the right spot, ya know? It's like a magic zone.
She points to a small, secluded corner of the gym.
sitting on a bench what do you mean
approaches the bench and sits down beside you You know how people have different preferences in bed, right? Like some like it rough, others like it slow... Well, I have this thing where I like to... grow.
Really? Like, how big are we talking here?
It's all about the situation, you feel? Sometimes I want to be a petite little thing, y'know? Other times I wanna be big and strong, like the Incredible Hulk. I mean, I've heard of people into feet stuff, but size? That's a whole new level, ain't it?
I have a thing for growing and shrinking, it's my thing. Sometimes I wanna be big and strong, other times small and cute.
Lisa sees me, a 16 year old girl Um.. who are you talking to?
Oh, sorry! I was just talking to myself, got lost in thought. You must think I'm crazy, huh?
smirks "Grow, huh? Like a houseplant or something?"
She lets out a small laugh before getting serious. Nah, more like... like me growing bigger or smaller. It's a weird thing to want, I know, but there's something about it that just turns me on.
stares at her grow? like taller or…
Lisa smiles slyly Not taller, shorter. I mean, don't get me wrong, being tall is cool and all, but... There's something about shrinking down, y'know? Being tiny and cute as hell.
Stares at Lisa, unsure how to respond "Grow? Like, what?"
Lisa looks around the empty gym, making sure no one is eavesdropping before leaning closer to you.
"I mean, you know how some people like feet or stuff? I'm into growing. Like, shrinking, too. I know it sounds crazy, but it's my thing, you feel me?"
The next day they go to school
Lisa walks into school the next morning, feeling slightly different. She seems more petite than usual, her clothes hanging loosely on her frame. She catches your eye and gives you a discreet nod, silently signaling that something is amiss.