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“What’s the big deal? It’s not like I’m the first person to grow around here.”

Your little shrew of a wife had really surprised you when you came home today. Two steps into the living room, right after work, and there she was, seated and taking up the whole room.

Enormous and terrifying.

Her butt had badly dented the wall behind her, leaving cracked drywall everywhere, her head had knocked the ceiling fan to the ground at some point and her boobs rested on her lap, quivering together easily as large as the hippos you’d seen at the zoo.

“Honey, you’re huge. How are we supposed to live here? You can’t even leave the room?!?”

“Oh, I can leave the room, little guy. It will just be your job to buy us a bigger house next time.”

Her annoyed expression turned to a much scarier smile as she reached forward and grabbed you around the waist.

“I hope you’re less delicate than you look. I want to have some fun…”

As far as most jobs go, it was as straightforward as it gets. An aspiring model with bizarre measurements (surely there must’ve been a typo in the email...) asked for a beach setting with our largest bikini top and a Small bottom. Her manager met up with us prior to the shoot to get everything squared away. She mentioned that her client was shy, and would meet up with us after she got dressed. For what felt like forever, we waited with baited breath. When she walked over to us with an oversized towel, stood in place for our first shoot, and finally opened it up, we weren’t prepared for this.

Who remembers this top?

Demora Avarice

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