Growing My Girlfriend

By Ivy Maxwell

It all starts with a tingling chest...

Her body has become undeniable. Her confidence has skyrocketed, to the point where she barely seems like the same gal anymore. That shy woman is gone. Now she’s so certain of herself. Now my girlfriend reaches out and takes what she wants. Who’s going to say no to her? She’s huge and powerful and more than fully endowed, and she won’t stop growing...

I think of myself as a pretty chill dude living the simple college life, doing my best to learn stuff despite my ADHD. My attention darts all over the place, but luckily, my girlfriend has brains and brawn to spare. She’s the real deal, all I could ever ask for.

Well, sure, no one’s perfect. She might be a wee bit repressed—okay, so we haven’t actually even done the real deal yet, and let me tell ya, I consider that a tragedy—but she makes it up to me in... other enjoyable ways. She knows how to toe the line of what’s acceptable to her Catholic beliefs. Good enough for me!

But apparently not for her. Last week, she came home from dance class feeling weird. Not herself. Next thing I know, I have a blossoming growth goddess for a girlfriend. Her breasts are growing immense, her lust insatiable. And I’m the object of her desire, the outlet for her passion.

She's going off the rails, and I don't know what's gonna happen next. One thing's for sure: we're in for one wild ride.

This story is Book 1 of an erotic romance trilogy featuring egregious breast expansion, gradual bimbofication, and giantess transformation. This story takes place in the Growth Chronicles universe.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ivy Maxwell
• Release date: Mar 4, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463936023

Ivy Maxwell

In her teens, Ivy Maxwell stayed up late watching Dragon Ball Z--the transformation scenes left a vivid impression on her psyche and desires that has persisted to this very day. By day she's a mild-mannered teacher raising respectable young citizens--by night, she drops all pretense and lets loose by writing romantic erotica. Ivy's stories feature breast expansion, female muscle growth, giantessism, body growth, succubi, bimbofication, hucow transformation, and a big dose of fun, adventure, and sexy hot intrigue.

Book preview

Growing My Girlfriend

There can be no doubt about it: something weird is going on with my girlfriend.

Something weird? That doesn’t even come close to describing the reality of this situation. Perhaps something dazzling? Psh, what am I, the lovechild of a thesaurus and a My Little Pony fanclub? Something... big! Yeah, that’s it. Exactly it.

(Cut me some slack, I’m not in the habit of writing on my own. I suck at it. I blame my ADHD. Trains of thought that derail every hour, on the hour. Three cheers, hip, hip, hoor—oh fuck it all. Normally my significant other helps me write my college essays, but… she’s a bit preoccupied right now, as you’ll soon find out.)

Call me crazy for saying this (though I’m not, I swear I’m telling the goddamn truth) but lately, my girlfriend’s been growing bigger. A lot bigger.

She’s downright massive.

Now, hear me out! It’s not what you think. It’s not like she’s getting chubby from overeating. I’m not calling her fat. Alexa is fit and lithe as a fucking cheetah thanks to her childhood gymnastics background (I’m one lucky, undeserving dude to be sure), and she still teaches dance classes on the side to pay for her college tuition. (And by the way, fuck college tuition! Way too damn expensive.) Working her body hard her entire lifetime has made her into a smoking bombshell of a babe. Those anaconda-like legs that curve nicely into a loaded rear… mmm, it’s hard not to stare at her when she’s around. Or daydream about her when she’s gone. Naturally tan from her mixed background, and so teasingly playful in her athleticism. She’s a dream.

Or maybe I’m the dreamer. Could I be dreaming this all up? Naw. It’s definitely reality. My cock knows that all too well—more on that in a moment.

(Besides, it takes months and months to puff