Fourth of Growth

Fourth of Growth.

              Emily set her blanket down and looked up at the darkening sky.  “They say the show will be a real bang this year.”

              “Is that why you dragged me out for fireworks?  You know how I feel about these things.”  Hope stretched her arms and reached for her book.

              “Oh, come now.”  Emily smiled and turned towards her friend.  “It is going to be a fun night with some fun sky artwork.”

              Hope rolled her eyes.  “There is no such thing as sky artwork.”

              Emily lay down on the ground.  “Oh, come now.  Have you really never heard of people writing stuff like I love you or drawing hearts in the sky?  Well, if you haven’t, this will be the most extreme thing you have ever seen in your life.”  She giggled.

              Hope buried her face into her book. “You know I am not into those kinds of things.  I only came out here because I wanted to spend the night with you.”  She put an ear plug in.  “Now, please, I am trying to catch up on this.  My book club is meeting in a few days, and they will kill me if I don’t finish this.”  She turned on a headlamp.

              Emily giggled.  “Oh, don’t worry.  I am sure you will get a lot of reading done.”  There was another reason why she wanted Hope to come out here tonight.  She knew the people who were running the show and had worked something out with them.  There would be a special surprise for Hope when the fireworks went off.  Emily would be able to enjoy it, too, but she would love to see the look on her friend’s face when it started happening.  Besides, it would all be worth it after the trouble she had to go through with spiking their dinner with growth hormones.  Hope was very suspicious, with Emily suddenly becoming interested in the cooking process.

              “So, when can we go home?”

              “You are already asking that?”

              Hope turned the page in her book.  “I have never been to something like this.  I don’t really get the point.”

              “The point is to watch flashy fireworks and enjoy yourself.  Shesh.”  Emily crossed her arms.  “Can’t you just do anything other than pour your head into a book?”  Hope looked up for a moment with an annoyed look.  “I am sorry.  But the show should start very soon so please try and enjoy it.  We all worked very hard to bring it to life.”

              “We?  What did you do?”

              Emily smiled.  “I put in a little extra contribution.  You will love it.”  She turned her head.  “Shhh, the show is starting.”

              A middle-aged man walked onto a stage about fifty yards away from them.  “Hello, everyone, and thank you for coming to this Fourth of July celebration.  This year will be the best yet as we have poured our love and joy into this selection of fireworks.  I hope you all enjoy it. Let’s get into it.”  He turned around.  “Okay, let’s light her up.”

              ***

              Emily turned the page in her book as she hoped her earbuds would be enough to block out the sounds of the explosions.  She had come here for her friend, but truth be told, she hated fireworks.  They were loud and obnoxious.  Still, part of them had a pretty charm.  So, as the first firework rose into the air, she couldn’t help but look up; she had her ear protection in, after all.  It flew higher and higher before exploding with a loud BOOM!

              As soon as it did, she felt a strange warmth surge through her, and her shirt suddenly tightened.  “Huh?”  She looked down, dropping her book in the process as she realized her boobs had grown a cup size.  “What the hell?”

              “Everything okay, Hope?”

              Hope covered her chest, her cheeks turning bright red.   “Oh, nothing.  Nothing at all.”  She gulped as her nipples hardened and rubbed against her arms.  “I just . . . the fireworks boom caught me off guard.”

              Emily smiled.  “Well, maybe you should force those earplugs in further.”

              Hope forced a smile.  “Yeah.  Sure.”  As Emily looked back up at the sky Hope instead looked down at her chest.  “What the fucking hell?  Why are my fucking boobs so big?”  She gulped.  “I need to get out of—”

              BOOM!

              She moaned, almost falling forward as her butt swelled.  “Ahhhh!”

              “What is wrong?”  Emily held out her hand.  “You cried out.”  BOOM!

              Hope suddenly grew a foot as another firework went off, blinking her eyes as she was pulled onto her knees.  “I don’t know.”

              Emily giggled.  “Ahh, so it is working.”

              “What?”

              “I just wanted to give you something special for the show.”

              “You did this?”  Hope gulped as another firework went off, her boobs growing even bigger and causing the fabric on her shirt to tear.  “I. . . fucking hell. . .”  She moaned as her boobs rubbed against her shirt.  “God, that feels so good.  I just. . .  No.  Remember you need to. . . focus.”

              “You look a little flushed, Hope.  Are you okay?”

              “Quiet.”  She moaned as she grew again, her entire body swelling and ripping through her clothes.  “How do I stop this?” She asked, not fully sure she wanted it to end.

              “You just have to wait for the show to end.”  Emily giggled as Hope’s breasts ripped through her shirt and bounced about on her chest.  “Really, dear.  Enjoy the show.”

              Hope moaned, the growth slowly overtaking her as the explosions overhead roared.  She could feel her nipples harden as her ass pressed tightly against her jeans.  “Soo fucking. . . hot.  So fucking. . . ughhh.”

              “Oh, come on.  You can keep going.”  Emily rubbed Hope’s right breast.  “Keep going, my dear.  Get as big as you want.”  Hope grew a few more inches, milk beginning to drip from her nipples as her massive, thick thighs ripped through her jeans.  “Oh my.  You really want to let it all go, don’t you?”

              “How long is. . .”  Hope moaned as she grew again, almost knocking Emily to the ground with her breasts.  “This show going to last?  I am already so fucking big.”  Her panties slipped between her butt cheeks and into her ass.  “Fuckkkkkk!”  Her boobs bounced about, milk squirting out of them and onto Emily.  “Get it out.  Fucking hell, it’s soo. . . ahhhhhh!”

              Emily laughed.  “Are you okay?”  She wiped herself off.  “And the show is only halfway done.  You could get another ten, twenty feet.  They have a wonderful ending, you know.”

              Hope blushed, thinking about the wonderful explosions rocking her body.  “No, I. . . need to. . .”  She licked her lips as she grew again.  “Stay here and groooooowwww!”  More and more fireworks went off, causing Hope to skyrocket up.  Her bra didn’t last much longer, snapping off her body.  Emily made sure to wedge herself under Hope’s luscious breasts to feel them grow against her body.  In turn, Hope had to make sure not to hurt her friend while her body swelled and swelled.

              Then the finale came.  Explosion after explosion rocked the sky, causing Hope to grow like a fire was burning inside of her.  Emily became wedged between her boobs, allowing Hope to stand up.  In the darkness, she could barely make out how big she was getting as the fireworks went off.  There was a nearby building that was now becoming small.  “Holy crap.”  She looked up, worried that the fireworks would start to blow up in her face.  “Maybe the show should end before I get too big?  I am already what?  Forty?  Fifty feet tall.”

              As if on cue, the show came to an end, and everyone clapped around her. Emily worked her way to the top of Hope’s house and smiled. “So, how did you like it?”

              “I just. . .”  She held her hand to her chest, forgetting for the moment that her friend was between her boobs.  “I fucking love it.  I am so big.  Everything feels so great.  I just. . .”

              Emily pushed up against her hand.  “Well, I knew you would.  Now, can you please help me out of here?”  Emily pushed against Hope’s right boob.  “It is much higher than you think in here.”

              Hope put her hand on her hip.  “Hmm.  I don’t think someone that small gets to order me around.”

              “What? I wasn’t ordering.”

              She rubbed Emily on the top of her head.  “I will pull you out when I am good and ready.  But. . .”  She leaned down and kissed her friend on the top of the head.  “I like you where you are.”

              Emily pouted.  “Well, don’t get comfortable.  I will find a way out of this situation.  Just you wait.”