Organic Spinach

“Bye Trish! I’ll see you in a few hours!”

“Aww, do you have to go?”

The six-foot, red-haired Mary walked over to her five feet six-inch partner, wrapping her arm around her waist. “You know I need to pop into work for a little bit. I won’t be long though! Oh! Don’t forget the garden! We have lots of new veggies ready to be used!”

Tricia frowned as she wrapped her arms around Mary. “Do we really have to staring eating better Mary? I like pizza!”

Mary giggled and gave Tricia’s belly a little poke. “We already talked about this sweetie. If we are going to fit our wedding dresses, we have to get our figures back.”

“But you look great! You don’t need to lose any weight.”

Pulling back from the embrace, Mary lifted her shirt. Holding it under her chin, she grasped her sides, tugging at the love handles attached to her sides. “These are not going to look flattering in our wedding pictures sweetie. We will still get pizza, just once a month or so. In the meantime, we can use our garden and I’ll pick up some fish on my way home.”

“Okay fine, but don’t expect me to like it!”

“It will be fine. I worked hard to plant that garden and even went out and picked up special products to boost their vitamin levels. They will taste better than any veggies you’d find in the store!”

Kissing her lover, Mary turned and opened the door, waving to her as she left. Trish began by heading outside to start reaping the garden. Mary wasn’t kidding when she said that there was a lot of growth. Despite the weather not being the best for a garden, nearly all the vegetables were almost overgrown! The largest grower however, was the spinach. It took nearly an hour to trim everything back. Granted, Trisha didn’t have a green thumb. That was Mary’s area of expertise.

Back inside with the spoils from the garden, Trish went to work, cleaning the haul while getting a text from Mary, stating she would be home in two hours. Deciding on baked chicken on top of wilted spinach and rice, Trish thought she may not make it to dinner, as her stomach was rumbling. Using some of the lettuce she picked, as well as a couple spinach leaves, she whipped up a quick little salad. It was only a matter of minutes before the salad was consumed. Knowing the dinner wouldn’t take longer than a half hour to make, Trish finished preparing the dinner ingredients, and headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. At least, that was the plan initially. Just before she made it to the bathroom, a strange feeling welled up inside her stomach. “Oh great, did I not wash the spinach enough?”

Her hands moved to her stomach to rub it but gasped when she felt her abdominal muscles. Trish had always had a little pooch, which Mary dubbed her ‘baby fat,’ but that fat was no longer there. Instead, her hands met a far more toned and muscular stomach than she had ever had before. Shaking slightly, Trish stumbled into the bathroom as her face felt flushed. Turning on the water, Trish splashed some on her face and reached for a towel to dry herself off. When she did however, a small tear echoed through the bathroom. Trish stopped reaching and looked at her massive reflection in the mirror. The tearing sound was heard again as her eyes widened. The tight top she wore had two visible tears in the shirt sleeves. Under those tears were muscles. Trish closed her eyes as a feeling of vertigo hit. Placing her hands on the bathroom counter, two more tears were heard. This time however, they were lower. When her eyes opened, Trish stared at the reflection again. It was apparent she was taller, by at least four inches though the height wasn’t what caught Trish’s attention. Her jean shorts now sported two tears in the legs, as her thighs had gained significant mass. She traced her finger over one of them, feeling the definition that Trish never possessed before. “What’s happening to me?! This feels… really good…”

With a sly grin, Trish peeled off her clothing, which wasn’t easy given her physique. Her chest looked larger as well, likely due to the muscle built underneath her normally C-cup chest. They looked more like DD-cups now! It took every ounce of willpower not to pleasure herself right there, but resisted, knowing that Mary would be coming home in a couple of hours. That didn’t get Trish much time to clean herself up and get dinner going. Stepping into the shower, Trish lathered up her toned, muscular body, cooing softly as she did. The feeling was incredible, but at the same time, Trish’s mind went to something else. If a couple spinach leaves did this to her, what would happen if she ate more? Better yet, what if Mary ate some? She was already a bit more toned than Trish was. Then again, why only eat some? Mary wanted to eat healthier, right?

The water had gone cold, shaking Trish out of her daydream. It had been over a half hour since she got in! Stepping out, Trish toweled off and looked at herself in the mirror. As she stood there, her eyes widened as she began to shrink again. The muscular curves receded back into her body while her height diminished, until she was staring back at her normal, everyday body again. While drying her hair, Trish started thinking. She had only eaten a couple of spinach leaves and ended up with that larger body for nearly an hour. Was the time based on the number of leaves eaten? Or was the amount of muscle dependent on the quantity? Maybe both? Regardless, Trish hurried up and got dressed again. If she was going to have dinner ready when Mary arrived, she would need to get started right away.

“Honey, I’m home!”

Mary hung her purse on the coat rack and kicked her shoes off. The aroma of food was in the air which gave Mary a good idea as to where Trish was. Walking to the kitchen, she found Trish cooking away while wearing an apron. Mary’s view was even better though as Trish elected to only wear a bra and matching thong panties. “My goodness Trish, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wearing so little while cooking! What brought this on?”

Trish looked over her shoulder coyly. “Oh, you know, just wanted to spice things up a little bit. Besides, it’s awfully hot in this kitchen. Less clothing seemed like a good idea.”

She turned back to her work while Mary tilted her head. Where was this confidence coming from? Trish was never exactly shy but at the same time, it wasn’t very often she had seen Trish carry herself so well. “Dinner will be ready in five minutes Mary! Here, let me pour you a glass of wine. How was work?”

While Mary talked about her day, Trish was busy making salads. Rather than have them both grow, Trish wanted to see how Mary would look. Under the excuse of using different salad dressings, Trish made herself a simple arugula, mushroom and red onion salad with bleu cheese, while Mary’s was nothing but spinach, red onion, feta cheese, and raspberry vinaigrette. The chicken was resting, which meant it was time to serve the salads. If Trish’s previous experience was an indication, there would be about twenty minutes before the changes would begin. That should be enough time to eat dinner, knowing how Mary tended to eat her meals. Often, Trish joked about Mary being part animal for how quickly she would eat. “Here you are love! A big salad from our garden! I figured I’d load us up on greens, that way we won’t eat as much meat.”

“That’s a great idea Trish. Besides, the salad looks amazing!”

Mary brought her glass of wine up and Trish followed suit. “To us, my dear. To getting healthier and sexier for our wedding day!”

The two touched glasses and took a drink. Mary picked up her fork and began tearing into the large spinach salad. Trish hoped she didn’t go overboard with the amount of spinach leaves, but at the same time, the human body can only get so big, right? Both finished their salads at about the same time, which made sense since Trish’s salad was only half Mary’s size. The chicken, along with brown rice, was served immediately after. The two made small talk while eating, with Trish pouring another glass of wine for each of them. The chicken and rice went as quickly as the salad with Mary smiling afterwards. “That was great Trish! Any ideas for dessert?”

Looking at the time, Trish smiled sweetly. “I might have an idea or two, but let’s give our stomachs a chance to digest first.”

Not even three minutes later Mary groaned, bringing her hands to her stomach. “Ugh, maybe you’re right Trish. I don’t think I should eat anything else. Is it hot in here to you?”

“No I think it’s okay. Are you feeling alright sweetie?”

Mary looked into Trish’s eyes, a faint bead of sweat forming on her forehead as she gripped the table. Trish stood up, both to check on her love, but also to see her from the side as she was still sitting down. “Don’t worry Mary, I’m sure the feeling will pass soon.”

With another groan, Mary sat back in her chair. Though she didn’t appear any taller, Trish could see both Mary’s stomach and thighs were much more defined. The love handles she had grabbed earlier were nowhere to be seen. Then, like a chain reaction, Trish heard ripping all over Mary’s body. Her blouse, skirt and pantyhose all showed little tears. “T-Trish, what’s happening to me?!”

Getting to her feet, Mary looked down and saw her toes tearing through the pantyhose she was wearing. At the same time, her view became obstructed, as her F-cup breasts rose higher, jutting out further than ever. Bringing her hands up caused the sleeves of her blouse to rip. Her arms were gaining muscle at a considerable rate. Not only did her upper arms bulk, but her forearms became much larger as well. Even her hands had grown, though they remained soft to the touch. Seconds later her bra snapped as more muscle packed onto her back. With one flex of the back, both the blouse and bra tore down the seams, leaving Mary topless. “Did you do this Trish?”

Turning around to face her love, Mary paused. Trish had always been six inches shorter, putting her at about Mary’s neck. Now however, Trish didn’t even come up to the bottom of her breasts! Trembling, Mary felt her thighs thicken and become extremely dense, before surging forward with muscle. Her calves enlarged, forming perfect diamond shapes, sending the remainder of her pantyhose to the ground. A final loud tear was heard as Mary’s skirt split open, revealing a backside which was the perfect blend of muscular and soft. When she flexed, the softness disappeared, leaving only hardened muscle. With Trish now only up to Mary’s navel, the growth ceased leaving Mary a solid nine feet tall. Trish was breathless, seeing the beauty towering over her. “H-How do you feel Mary?”

Panting, Mary walked towards the mirror in the hallway, having to duck through the doorway while also angling herself, as her shoulders and hips were now as wide as the frame. When she got to the mirror, Mary gasped, and Trish came running in behind her. Mary brought her arms up and curled at the elbow, her biceps becoming larger than softballs. Shifting to the side, she turned her right foot, which made her calves and thighs ripple. Turning to face Trish, Mary ran a hand over her stomach, which was a tight, strong eight pack. “Trish? I’m massive! How do I feel? Well let me think about it for a moment.”

While it was meant to be sarcastic, Mary actually did think about her feelings for a moment. Though Trish had to crane her neck to see it, Mary’s cheeks flushed as red as her hair. “Come to think about it, I feel… really horny. Is that weird?”

The smile on Trish’s face could not have been any larger as she sauntered over to her herculean wife-to-be and traced her fingertips over Mary’s chiseled abdominal muscles. Getting close, Mary could barely see Trish over her breasts, which, if she had to guess, would be in the J-cup range thanks to the piles of muscle underneath her soft orbs. Trish wrapped her arms around Mary, which meant gripping her backside. Instinctively, Mary tightened those muscles eliciting a moan from Trish, who was now pressing her face against Mary’s belly. “I don’t think it’s weird at all Mary. In fact, seeing you like this is almost too much for me!”

With a chuckle, Mary brought her arms down and picked Trish up as though she was the weight of a chihuahua and brought her in for a hug. Trish wiggled between Mary’s breasts as was able to rest her bare feet on Mary’s hips. Using those hips, Trish pushed upwards, kissing her lover passionately on the lips. “Remember asking about dessert Mary? Well I know something that is low calorie, sugar free, tastes wonderful, and will even help burn calories.”

“Oh? What dessert would that me my dear?”

Trish licked the end of Mary’s nose and grinned. “Me.”

Grinning ear to ear, Mary began walking to the back door. Trish looked at her quizzically for a moment, before cooing as the hot tub came into view. Looking back at her mammoth fiancée, Mary licked Trish’s nose. “Well, it’s not like I’m going to fit on the bed right now. Besides, I think my little Trishie would like to see this body all wet. Am I right?”

Trish’s panties darkened at the thought. Mary held her in one hand while pulling the top off the tub, accidentally tossing it a good ten feet away. “Oopsies! Guess I better be a little more careful huh?”

Setting Trish down, Mary leaned over the edge of the tub giving her lover a wondrous view of her glutes, hamstrings, and calves. Seeing the water was right, Mary turned and looked down, seeing the dampened panties. “My goodness Trish, did I happen to splash you with water or something?”

The all-knowing giggle that followed made Trish blush. Unhooking her own bra, she stepped out of her soaking panties and stepped towards the water. Lifting her up, Mary lowered her into the water before getting in herself. Even from a sitting position, the water only came up to just above her navel. Leaning forward, Mary’s powerful hands delicately wrapped around Trish’s sides. Pulling Trish into her lap, Mary slid her arms up Trish’s back, flexing them, along with her thighs and stomach. “So, any idea why I’ve become a she-hulk, minus the green skin?”

Pulling back to look into Mary’s eyes, Trish nodded slowly. “I don’t know what kind of chemicals you used on the garden, but it had some kind of effect on the spinach. I ummm, had a couple spinach leaves earlier today and grew a little bit.”

“Wait, a couple? Like two?”

“Yeah, I was really hungry so I had made a small salad to tide me over. Spinach has never been my favorite but I tossed a couple of leaves on the top. A little bit later I got taller and stronger, but it didn’t last very long.”

“And you didn’t think it would be a good idea to maybe warn me first?”

“Well, see… the thing is… I remember the feeling I got when I grew and I didn’t want to tell you right away so it would be a surprise. Can you forgive me Mary?”

Mary slide down so her butt was at the bottom of the tub, rather than on a seat. Doing so got most of her breasts under the water. The shift made Trish stand up so as not to drown. Looking up now, Mary gave Trish a little half smile and curled her legs and arms around her diminutive lover. Flexing her arms and legs, Mary slyly whispered, “Well, I’ll forgive you under one condition, and it’s not negotiable.”

“What’s that Mary?”

Pulling her up a bit, Mary rested Trish’s feet on her bulging thighs which brought her body out of the water to her mid-thigh. Flexing her thighs, Trish bounced up and down, making her breasts jiggle, much to the delight of Mary. “I believe i was teased with dessert. I intend to cash in on that offer my dear. Based on my size now, I think I’m going to need seconds, or maybe thirds? Perhaps fourths or fifths even!”

Trish gasped at the thought as her body trembled in anticipation. “You really think you’re that hungry?”

Opening her mouth, Mary pushed her tongue out, finding it normal for her body, but extra-large for the likes of Trish. “Well, we don’t know how long I’m going to be like this, right? It could be ten minutes, or maybe ten days! If it’s only ten minutes, I’m going to make sure it’s the greatest ten minutes of your life!”

Trish stroked her lover’s hair as she tightened her arms and legs around the small, frail body of Trish. Mary flicked her tongue against Trish’s nipple and kissed her lips. As Mary drug her tongue down Trish’s body she said, “let’s see how many times I can make you scream out.”

As Mary dipped her head under the water to kiss Trish’s inner thighs, her ears also went under. Had they not, she might have heard Trish mutter under breath, ‘giggity.’