Edits - Ch 7.1.1.1.1.1

Chapter 7.1.1.1.1.1 - She wishes to be as big and muscular as a football player.

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Danica clearly had an idea, but she hesitated to say it aloud.

“I'm not going to judge you,” Tim said, reassuring her.

“D-do you like how I look?” she asked, looking down at her hands stacked on her lap.

“Sure I do,” Tim said.

“What if…” she said and swallowed. “What if I were more muscular… bigger? Would you still like me if I looked that way?”

Tim smiled, realizing that the football player in her had not gone away, only been buried deep in her subconscious. “I would like that,” he said. “Yeah.”

“Could you…?”

“Of course,” he said and opened her caption. It read:

Danica Brown is an 18-year-old woman. She is attending college in her freshman year with her primary focus being playing soccer. Recently, she has become deeply attracted to Tim Smith. (Show more.)

First, Tim adjusted the awareness settings so that everyone will notice her transformation. He wanted this one to have immediate consequences for her. Then, he considered how he wanted to go about making her bigger. He could just add a sentence saying that she was unusually tall and muscular for a woman, but he felt like that would be too simple. He wanted to experiment a bit with what the app could do. Wondering if there were a way to make her grow larger and shrink back to normal again, he typed out the following at the end of her caption:

When she is aroused, her body grows larger and more muscular.

He liked that, but he wanted something more. He felt like adding a little more humiliation to the transformation. He added:

Her head does not change size, however, and her intelligence decreases in proportion to the size of her head compared to her body, meaning she gets dumber as her body gets larger.

“Why are you smiling so much?” Danica asked, trying to peek at his phone's screen.

Tim pressed save and the progress bar replaced the caption.

“I'm just excited to watch this happen,” he explained, setting his phone down beside his thigh. “You might want to take off your clothes,” he suggested.

“Oh,” she said, hopping to her feet. “It's happening now?”

Tim nodded.

Danica hurried to pull her shirt off and drop her shorts to her feet.

Tim watched, not yet seeing any evident change, even as the progress bar had nearly filled. Danica's attention was too focused on removing her underwear and shoes and socks to notice if her body had changed at all. When she was fully naked, she finally looked down at herself with an expectant expression on her face which immediately fell into one of disappointment.

“Wait,” she said. “I don't seem to have grown at all.”

Before Tim could reply, the phone began the final stage of the transformation, letting out a high pitched whine that grew in intensity until a bright flash blinded the two of them. In the relative silence and darkness that followed, the two of them rubbed their eyes and then turned their attention back to Danica's nude body.

“I look exactly the same,” she said, lifting and flexing her arms and checking out her backside. “It didn't work.”

“Sometimes it takes a little while to happen even after the app is done,” he lied. “Just a little delay.”

“Oh,” she said, “Okay.” Realizing then that she was standing naked in his room, she crossed her arms over her chest and turned sideways to him. “Maybe I should get dressed again.”

“Wait,” he said. “We can… do other things, you know, to pass the time as we wait.” Despite being an adult now, he realized that his flirting had not improved at all since his high school days.

The uncertain look on her face made him think he ought to try to set her at ease. He pulled his shirt off and unbuttoned his pants.

“Come on,” he said, as he pulled down his pants and underwear, kicking off his shoes and socks. Then, having made himself equally as nude as she was, he said, “Come over here again.”

She glanced at him, and Tim noticed her muscles flex somewhat when she saw his nude body.

He smiled at her and waved her over, inviting her to join him on the bed.

Slowly, she stepped towards him, with every breath, her body surged in size, the muscles of her arms and legs swelling like inflating balloons. Her head rose higher as her frame expanded. By the time she reached the bed and sat beside him, she was already taller than Tim by at least an inch. Her head seemed a bit too small now compared to the rest of her, and the dumb grin on her face indicated that she may have already lost quite a bit of intelligence.

“You're so… handsome,” she said and giggled, growing another inch taller, her breasts flattening out as her pecs swelled beneath them.

“You're beautiful,” he replied.

Bashful, she looked away and her body expanded even larger, the added weight making her sink deeper into the mattress.

Tim appraised his work, deciding that, although the feminine softness of her figure had given way to the masculine hardness of bulging muscles, she still appeared feminine thanks to her wide hips and narrow shoulders.

She looked back at him, and then frowned in confusion.

“Hey,” she said, sleepily. “Why you look so much littler now?”

“It's the app,” he said, smiling. “You've finally started to grow.”

“Wha?” she said, looking down at herself. Her eyes went wide, and she stood up. “Look at me! I'm huge!”

It was true, she had already surpassed her previous football player size. She flexed her arms and admired her reflection in the mirror on the door.

“Is it everything you hoped it would be?”

“Yeah,” she said. “I love it. I'm so buff… so thick!”

“I'm glad you're satisfied.”

“Uh uh,” she said, turning her attention back to him. “Hey, little guy.”

“Hey.”

“I wanna thank you.”

“Okay,” he said, waiting as she slowly collected her scattered thoughts.

She smiled down at him and grew even taller and thicker. Now, her body was going beyond normal human proportions, hands and feet broadening out to dinner plate size, fingers and toes thickening up like sausages. And, on top of this mountain of muscle, at the peak of her thick neck, sat her little head, still normal-sized and pretty with a somewhat dazed and stupid expression on her face.

“Oh my,” she said. “Feels… funny.”

“You said you wanted to thank me,” he said, smiling up at her, trying to conceal his growing worry at how intimidatingly huge she had become. “What do you want to do for me?”

She walked up to him and grabbed him by the arms with her enormous hands, standing him up. He felt helpless in her viselike grip.

“You come,” she said, sitting down on the floor of the dorm room, dragging him down to his knees on her lap. “Do me!”

She spread her massive thighs, revealing to him her still dainty vagina, dripping wet and waiting. She set him down on his knees on the carpet, just inches away from crotch. The invitation could not be clearer. For a moment, Tim marveled at the fact that this person had been his annoying jock roommate less than an hour ago. Now, look at what she had become.

She whimpered, begging for him.

At last, he slid himself inside, and she moaned in pleasure, even before he had done much of anything, just out of the enjoyment of knowing she was making love with her heart's desire.

“Good!” she said, drunkenly. “Little man make happy.”

Tim got to work, finding a comfortable rhythm with his thrusting. It was a bit challenging as she kept on growing larger as they went along, forcing him to reposition a few times to keep inside of her. By the time they were both reaching a peak of ecstasy, her torso now covered most of the floor of the dorm room, with her head resting against the micro fridge and her feet pressed against the wall, straddling the door like a colossus. She had become a proper giant, bigger and stronger than the 10 strongest men in the world combined. He had the impression that he was making love to an enormous animal, such as a cow or an elephant, instead of a human woman. Just the warmth of her body was enough to make him sweat, even without exerting himself much.

They kept on going, until the pleasure overwhelmed her. Then, her body shuddered as she came, shaking the whole building like a small earthquake. He let himself go as well and collapsed onto her tight abs.

She let out a mindless moan, and her massive body went limp, unconscious. It seemed that her brain had become too weak to handle the sensations coming from the body it was attached to. Without a conscious mind to remain aroused, her body slowly began to shrink, the muscle melting away, softening like warm butter. Her frame reduced down to more human proportions, becoming more feminine as it contracted. Within a minute of losing consciousness, she had completely shrunk back to her normal female figure.

Tim still rested his face on her belly, which had become much more comfortably soft. Meanwhile, Danica snored beneath him, gently.

It was only then that he realized that this had been his first time. In his memory, he could recall a couple of other experiences with girls as he had grown up, but he had skipped over those years on his express trip to adulthood. This time with Danica was the first time he had actually experienced the activity as it happened.

“What a weird way to lose my virginity,” he muttered. Keeping his voice low to avoid waking her. Still, he figured, that made sense for him, being as weird as he was. “What next?” he asked himself, as he faced a future of endless possibilities.

What does he do next?

He and Danica start dating, but she is struggling to cope with her size-changing body.

He makes Danica short and curvy just to amuse himself.

He swells her belly up to be almost 9 months pregnant.

He fattens her up into an obese blob.

He transforms her into an inanimate but realistic sex doll.

He turns Danica back into Duncan.