A Forgotten Flower: Prelude & Chapter 1

Prelude - Windy Springs

Delicate gusts of wind passed through the open windows of a quaint home atop a hill. The cottage was nestled between the tall trees and high up above the rest of the town. A breeze rolled across the grass and up toward the home, the shudders shook for a moment, before being grasped by a soft and delicate pale hand. Long radiant brown hair flowed down from her head, shimmering in the morning sunlight cascading from the glass.

“It’s so windy today.” She said,

Holding the window shutters closed before pulling it down shut, and letting out a long sigh. The brown-eyed, long haired girl turned looking back at the dusty room. Her eyes were rather plain, yet still shined bright in the dimly lit attic, looking around for what to tackle next. Today was the day. Everything had to be cleaned out and set out in the front yard for the big garage sale. Sarah wasn’t too thrilled. Her face turned into worry rather quickly seeing the mess of old antiques and dust covered furniture surrounding her and the rest of the boxes she was filling up to put out for sale.

“There’s so much stuff…how am I going to get this done by the afternoon?” She thought.

Another long sigh escaped her soft reddish lips, looking still at the rest of the knick-knacks she was to pack and store, and the others she had to decide to let go. Everything was sentimental to her, and her sister, for their mother had kept these things for some special time, or perhaps it was an afterthought. Either way, she had been going through a various list of emotions. Sadness mostly, she couldn’t seem to give up the idea that her own mother was gone. Her eyes wandered toward an old rocking chair, it was made of a cherry wood, deep, dark and auburn red with stylistic etchings across the cross-hatched back. She hesitated to smile. Slowly approaching it, placing her hand on it before hearing it let out a sound. It creaked, tilting it backward, listening to it make noise as it rocked back and forth. 

“She loved this chair, I can’t believe it’s still in good condition.” She thought.

Her hands felt the aged texture and its deep wooden grains and how the dust had dug into the grooves of the etching and styles all over. Her eyes wandered again, finding a small box at the foot of the chair, stopping its motion as the creaking sound gently stopped. She bent down, picking up the small box sitting on another larger crate, noticing a lovely design atop of it. The flower was like a butterfly with two large petals for its wings, a Phalaenopsis Orchid. Her fingers treaded the edge, slowly opening it, being careful not to damage the tight seal that had been aging for years. A waft of floral scents immediately hit her senses, smelling it for a moment before looking at the contents inside. 

“Oh! It smells so nice.” She thought.

Looking inside she noticed just a single silk pouch neatly tied together with a purple string. She couldn’t help herself. She lifted the pouch up, placing the wooden box down on a nearby cupboard. Her fingers treaded the surface of the small satchel, feeling the softness of the silk, lavender in color, plush and delicate with every stroke. She finally opened it, looking inside to only see a single seed at the bottom. She began to get curious. Turning the pouch upside down and letting the single plant seed tumble gently into her palm. It was nearly the same shade of lavender as the pouch itself, oddly purple in hue and the size of an almond. The seed was much bigger than any of the others she had previously remembered in her pursuits in gardening and floral endeavors in the outdoors. She had only learned a few things her mother had taught her in her younger years before she had passed. She stared down at her hand. This large lavender seed was quite the mystery.

“What’s up with this seed? I don’t think I’ve seen anything like it before.” She questioned.

Her head tilted slightly, thinking to herself about the possibilities. Should she plant it? Would it grow? What kind of a flower would it become? Would it flourish among the others in the garden? She knew immediately what she wanted to do. She quickly brought it downstairs, closing the door behind her. Her feet raced down the stairs, as if compelled to it. She was drawn to her own curiosity and she couldn’t resist the urge. Her hair fluttered in the wind as she made her way out into her backyard. She was met by a gust stepping outside, hearing the chimes singing in the wind beside a lamppost on the porch. Her eyes scanned the garden, seeing each little divider between the separated vegetables, flowers, and other flora organized in the backyard. 

“Where am I going to plant this…” She wondered.

She took her time moving in between the garden plots looking for the perfect place to plant the mysterious seed. She moved past the ruby red tomatoes, the thin vines of intertangling peppers, and various herbs, like mint, basil, parsley, and dill. A small open patch showed itself between the herb garden and the tulips beside the daisies. It was the perfect spot. She gently kneeled down, digging up the soft soil with both her hands, taking scoops of dirt out until there was enough space in the small hole she had made. She sighed, looking down at the seed once again in her palm.

“Okay…here we go. I hope you grow into a big beautiful flower…just like her..” She said,

Before dropping it into the small hole and covering it with a layer of soil. She reached over to a watering can, and poured just a small bit onto the soft patch letting herself smile wide in response. She felt relieved. Somehow through all of this, the thought of having something to remember her mother gave her great relief. She smiled, feeling the sun shining down on her and the windy breeze kissing her cheek. The quiet moment of contemplation was suddenly broken. The shrill sound of the back door opening and slamming against the doorframe resonated across the grass, accompanied by a low-tone growl coming from a tall dark-haired woman standing with her hands on her wide hips in disappointment.

“Sarah! What are you doing out here? You’re supposed to be upstairs getting things together!” The woman barked.

Sarah was in shock, trying to hide her dirt covered hands, quickly stuffing the pouch into her pocket before standing up in the garden.

“Sorry, Emily, I just needed some fresh air.” She lowered her head.

Her older sister Emily was tall, busty, and quite intimidating to most people. She stood at a strong 5’7 and had wide hips, and rather thick legs. Her upper half was quite adequate as well, with a D-cup bust and wide shoulders, she was built like a model. In comparison Sarah was hardly 5’2 with a B-cup chest herself, she almost always felt outclassed by her in some sort of way. Emily had a mixed look on her face, worry and confusion, but mostly anger. She didn’t want to continually tell her younger sister what she had to do, and what she had to get done, she was getting fed up with acting like her mother in a way, nearly everyday since her passing. 

“Come on inside. We need to get everything ready before lunch, otherwise–” She was cut off abruptly.

“Okay…I’m coming…” Sarah sighed.

Emily pouted. She watched as her younger sister slowly made her way toward her forcing her to walk by her as she looked down at her, five inches below her, about a head taller than her, seeing her quickly pass under her chin. Emily looked outside again scanning the surroundings before closing the back door, still a bit confused as to why Sarah had gone out there in the first place. Sarah rushed to the bathroom, to wash her hands, closing the door and looking into the mirror.

“I don’t care. She doesn’t have to know.” She said to herself,

Feeling confident about the seed now happily buried in a dense mound of nutrient rich soil. She would just have to go outside to water it again the next morning without raising any suspicion. The day went on, Sarah and Emily spent most of their time organizing items and placing the older and more sentimental items into storage boxes, and the newer tools into a pile downstairs to be sold at the yard sale. It didn’t take as long as either of them thought as they finished up the entire attic and living room in a few short hours working from the early morning right before noon. The sun was shining bright through the windows in the dining room, Sarah finished setting the plates, forks, and other dining utensils on the table before Emily brought in lunch for them both. Two Waldorf salads, each with bright ripe fruits and vegetables, and flowery lettuce leaves accompanied by a healthy dressing. Emily started to dig in, taking an apple slice, a slice of romaine lettuce, and a single almond, all drenched in a savory salad sauce. Her mouth chewed loudly as Sarah simply motioned her fork around the various bits and pieces of fruit and lettuce on her plate, feeling exhausted from the morning organizational work and packing.

“You okay?” Emily asked, still scarfing down her salad.

“Yeah…I’m fine.” Sarah responded sheepishly, pushing around her food.

“You aren’t eating. That means you aren’t fine. Talk.” Emily commanded.

“I’m just…I-I miss her.” Sarah sighed.

“Yeah…well I do too. The more we talk about it, the more it makes me miss her. Now eat your lunch, we’re going to be standing out there for hours waiting for people to show up and I don’t want you complaining.” Emily pouted, stuffing her mouth full of more.

Sarah sighed, looking down at her plate, seeing the various slices of apple, dried cranberries, cut up celery, all neatly arranged and drenched in sweet and tangy dressing. She couldn’t help, but think about the big seed that she had just planted only a few moments ago. Imagining her plate growing large luscious vines, intertwining and wrapping themselves around the different foods on her plate. Quickly overtaking and growing out large flowery petals of an orchid, blooming throughout her salad. She was lost in her imagination, letting it run wild and bloom in her mind until her sister broke the silence yet again.

“What were you doing out back anyways? I watered the garden this morning, before we started packing.” Emily explained.

Sarah’s heart fluttered. She didn’t know what to say, or how to respond. She gulped. Swallowing her fear for a moment before responding. 

“I…just…wanted to check if you…missed anything.” She blushed.

“Seriously? You know I wouldn’t…ugh. Forget it. Just please eat. We have a long day today.” Emily rolled her eyes and went back to finishing her meal.

Sarah was relieved again. She had avoided the topic for now, digging her fork into her salad and starting to eat felt good. She needed it. 

The day went on. Sarah and Emily spent most of it outside, in the wind and under the sun, feeling the weather begin to get colder as the sun began to set in the bright blue sky. There weren't many who showed during the day, just a couple people here and there, who decided to buy something small, leaving them with a fair bit leftover. After all was said and done, the rest of the furniture and other items were left out by the curb to be taken tomorrow morning. The front door closed as Emily locked the top and the handle looking back at Sarah making her way into her bedroom by the stairs. 

“Goodnight.” Sarah spoke softly, without looking back.

“Night, Sarah.” Emily responded, still feeling some resentment.

Sarah couldn’t shake the feeling that Emily wasn’t satisfied or she was onto her, knowing that she may be hiding something, but it didn’t matter now. She sighed one last time for the day, taking off her white low cut shirt, and tossing it on the floor, reaching back to unlatch her bra before settling in on her soft, plush, queen bed in nothing, but her cute pink panties. It wasn’t long until she drifted off into slumber, eager for the next day to wash away the stress. Emily did the same, however, her bigger breasts tumbled into her hands, squeezing them softly feeling her nipples get hard. She smiled, looking over at her nightstand, slowly opening the drawer to reveal a moderately sized black dildo. She giggled to herself, moving it to her lips, giving it a kiss with her soft lips and a delicate lick before starting to suck on it. Her mood started to shift, moving her fingers down to her black panties, stretched over her big round ass, starting to stroke her pussy.

“It's been a long day…I need this…” Emily whispered to herself.

She continued massaging her big and soft breasts, over and over, moving the now wet dildo down to her vagina. She pressed up against it, sliding it back and forth as she played with her nipple, biting down on her lower lip as she began to get wet. Her hands went to work, plunging the dildo under her tight black panties, rocking it back and forth atop her aching clitoris. Her supple, large D-cup breasts jiggled and shook with every thrust inside of her, as she quickly lowered her panties, sliding them off her thick and curvy legs, making ample room for her sex toy. She moaned softly, fucking herself, over and over, feeling it enter inside of her, in and out, in and out, nearly about to orgasm. She clutched the sheets hard, unable to stop herself from letting out a small stream of her wet hot passion on the sheets. Her body jiggled all at once, as she came softly. She kept as quiet as could, whining and moaning to herself as let the feeling of euphoria and pleasure wash over her, sending her body into a dream filled wonderland of excitement and intense emotion.

“Fuck. That was great…” She whispered before finally falling asleep.  

Chapter 1 - Power of Purpose

The next morning came as the sun rose into the bright blue cloudy sky, shining down on the world from high above. Outside in the backyard, something drastic has occurred. The little seed had flourished under a single night, sprouting two wide lavender petals shaking slightly in the wind, coated in wet morning dew. Emily yawned making her way downstairs, still dressed down in her panties, wearing a plush robe she snatched from the bathroom. She started a pot of coffee, listening to the boiling water inside the machine, carefully measuring out and leveling the dark grains of coffee before snapping it into place. She reached up, taking out a blue mug, placing it under the spigot, watching it trickle the dark brew into her cup. Emily loved the smell of coffee, and this morning was no different. From the first sip she took, her mind awoke all at once, and she was ready to handle the day. 

“Mmm…I love coffee.” She said,

Before taking another sip and turning to the hallway to head out into the garden to water the plants. She opened the door and her jaw dropped, she noticed the new orchid flower blooming in the middle plot, beside the herb patch. It was beautiful, she slowly approached it as if she was still dreaming, seeing its large lavender petals that had bloomed overnight, each the size of a tea plate, fluttering its wings in the wind. Emily placed her mug down on the porch railing, picking up the watering can, making her way around the garden slowly watering the tomatoes, peppers, and other fruits and vegetables until she finally found herself entranced by the purple orchid. 

“It’s…so beautiful.” She said,

Taking in a long deep breath, before suddenly sneezing. The pollen from the orchid was rather hard to see, but had already begun giving her a dose of its flowery scent. She sneezed again, as more of the pollen began to flutter about its vicinity, breathing it in more. She felt strange. Her body began to tense up, her nipples got hard, her breathing got heavy. She started to bite her lip, feeling euphoric as the mysterious pollen from the orchid began to affect her in strange ways. Her body began to tingle, feeling goosebumps race up her arms and down her long legs. Her heart started to beat faster, more rhythmically, faster and faster for just a few moments. An exciting feeling began to creep down around her waist and inner thighs, moving toward her vagina as she let out a soft moan. She started to get wet, moving her hand down instinctively to touch it. She motioned her fingers, stroking the lips of her wet pussy tightly bound against her panties, leaving a trail of her own wetness sticking to her fingertips. She let out a long exaggerated breath, stopping herself from indulging herself further, looking down again at it, before pouring some fresh water onto the soil, moving onward to the others. 

“Why do I feel…horny? I must be allergic or something…did…Sarah…plant this last night? How did it bloom so fast? I have to ask her what the hell is going on.” She thought as her mind raced.

Sarah awoke, stretching her small, lithe, and cute body out on her queen bed, feeling its large width keeping her warm and cozy underneath the covers. She yawned, popping out of bed, and pulling on her socks from the nearby drawer. She dressed herself, pulling up her tight jeans over her thin and small legs, buttoning it, before picking out a blouse to wear for the day. Her mind wandered thinking about the seed she planted yesterday, she wanted to check it before anything else. She picked a pretty lavender blouse, to match the orchid’s purple color. She raced downstairs, quickly going down the stairs, only to be met with Emily rubbing her nose, looking up at her. 

“Sarah. We need to talk.” She said sternly, still sniffling slightly.

Sarah immediately noticed her bathrobe, her two moderately sized D-cup breasts leaving a slight line of cleavage down the middle, still not properly dressed, standing there without a bra, still wearing last night’s panties.

“Good morning Emily…” Sarah sighed,

Craning her head to look up at her sister’s tired scowl. 

“Did you plant something yesterday?” Emily questioned her,

Crossing her arms and pushing up her moderate bust and starting to look agitated.

‘Uh…why?” Sarah looked nervous,

Her eyes wandered down to her breasts, trying to avoid staring directly at them as she blushed, looking past her, before she stepped a bit closer. 

“It’s already blooming, I’ve never seen anything like it before.” Emily tried to make eye contact,

Seeing her blushing and awkwardly trying to step around her, and the line of questioning.

“Seriously, Sarah. Come look at it, it’s…very unique.” Emily stated, with some hesitation.

Sarah looked down at her breasts again, noticing something strange, they looked fuller, softer, and a bit more plump. They started to fill up, like they were stretching, growing bigger. Her nipples, still hard, continued growing bigger, and more prominent. Emily didn’t notice, blushing as she felt a rush of heat flowing into her chest, her nipples getting harder and more sensitive before suddenly sneezing again. They suddenly jiggled and shook, as she let out her reaction, growing into bigger, fuller, and heavier breasts. They had grown an entire cup size larger, into large, round and soft double DD-cups. Emily was starting to get annoyed, looking down at Sarah staring at her chest, starting to feel awkward as she quickly wrapped herself up, hiding them inside her bathrobe.

“Ugh…Sarah…my eyes are up here.” Emily blushed, looking annoyed.

“Oh! I’m sorry…” Sarah was beat red, she was blushing hard, feeling even more outclassed by her mature breasts and adult shaped physique.

“Ugh. Come on outside, I’ll show you.” Emily started to walk past her, turning to the door to her bedroom that let out into the garden.

Sarah followed behind her cautiously, feeling anxious as she noticed her big round butt swaying side to side, covered up only by her loose bathrobe and tight black panties underneath. She couldn’t help, but stare at her lovely body, she was obsessed with it. She wanted to be strong, tall, busty, and bodacious, just like her older sister. The two of them approached the orchid, looking down at it, still blooming beautifully between the herb plot and the berry bush beside it. Sarah was mesmerized. She had never seen a flower so beautiful before, and she couldn’t help herself, leaning down and giving it a big whiff. She immediately sneezed, again, and again. 

“Sarah! What the fuck!” Emily shouted.

“Augh…sorry. There’s so much pollen.” She sniffled.

“I know, isn’t it weird?” Emily said, feeling her nose already started to get irritated standing above the flower.

“Yeah…but it looks beautiful…and it smells amazing!” Sarah giggled.

Bending down still, giving it another sniff, before suddenly sneezing loudly again.

“Sarah! Stop! For all we know we could both be allergic to it.” Emily commanded.

“I don’t care! It smells so good…mmm…achoo!” Sarah sneezed again.

“Okay…whatever, I’m going inside to get ready, I have to be at work in an hour.” Emily responded, starting to get annoyed again.

Sarah sat there, still entranced by the flower and its lovely petals, and the amazing smell, continuing to force herself to remain nearby, even though it was clearly irritating her sinuses. Emily on the other hand, went back inside, having trouble walking as she started to feel the familiar sensation return to her again. Her legs started to feel weak, her head getting dizzy, as the euphoric feeling started to flood her senses. 

“Ugh. Not again.” She said sheepishly.

Slowly moving toward her dresser, she holds onto it, trying to stop herself from indulging in her more carnal desires. She could feel her vagina start to quiver and ache, getting more wet, starting to stain her underwear with her wetness. The feeling grew more intense, starting to slowly hump the air while still holding onto the dresser. She couldn't help, but twist herself around and start motioning her hands down toward her two now larger breasts. 

“Mmm…what the fuck…what’s happening to me?” She thought.

Starting to feel a warmth surrounding her breasts, her hands wandered down to them, giving one a healthy squeeze. 

“Ah!” She yelped.

Immediately feeling how incredibly sensitive they had become, massaging her right breast, more and more, moving her hand to the other, before standing back up straightening herself out.

“They feel…bigger…” She thought.

A smile began to cross her lips, biting down on them as her pussy began to get extremely wet. She fell back onto her bed, squeezing, toying, and massaging her larger, more full and softer breasts, turning herself on. Before she knew it, her other hand started to finger her vagina, sliding her fingers under panties, giving into the feeling. 

“Ah…ah…oh god…I’m…so horny…” She panted feverishly,

Her delicate fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy that began to drip hot passion onto her fingertips. Fingering herself harder and harder, barely able to concentrate as her tongue rested on her lower lip, breathing heavy, and letting herself completely get taken over by the feeling. Her long raven-hair began to get moist, sticking to her face and her chest, resting atop her bubbly breasts, shaking and quivering with every passionate stroke. 

“Ah god…what am I doing? Sarah could come inside any minute…” She frantically thought.

Meanwhile, out in the backyard Sarah was in a haze. She started breathing heavier, more labored as the mysterious flower covered her with its potent pollen. Her mouth started to open wider, breathing heavier as her tongue began to rest on her lower lip. She took in more and more of the flower's mysterious pollen feeling her entire body begin to tingle and shiver. Goosebumps ran across her skin, up her slender arms, down her back and around her cute apple-bottom butt, and even further down and around her thighs. And then it struck her all at once. She started to moan softly, then louder feeling her nipples start to get hard as her eyes dilated. Sarah let the sensation totally take control. A warmness started to build in her breasts, feeling their softness begin to increase.

“Mmm…smells…so good…” She mumbled.

Sarah could really feel herself getting lost in thought. Her hands wandered down to her chest, slowly massaging her small breasts, her nipples perked up in response as she let out a cute sound. She leaned in taking one last long breath, taking in as much of the flower's scent as she could. The pollen completely coated her lips, tongue and mouth, tasting its delicious sweetness, and for a moment a thought crossed her mind. 

“Mmm! It even tastes good. I should take some inside.” She thought.

Her fingers touched the orchid, noticing only two large petals, starting to become afraid that if she was to uproot the plant it would die. Her face turned into worry, unaware of her breasts that began to fill out slightly. She continued to massage them, hesitating to get up staring at the luscious flower petals, entranced by its scent. Her two small breasts were like tiny lemons, slowly starting to blossom into a modest bust. Her tits grew larger, fuller, softer, squeezing and toying with them, starting to moan louder. 

“My chest feels so…hot.” She whispered.

“Fuck…!” Emily nearly screamed with pleasure.

She was sprawled out on her bed, her thick legs and thighs spread wide open. Her toy was soaked with her own wetness, dripping, and oozing down the shaft. She had never been this horny before, she could hardly stand it. Continuously penetrating herself with her big black dildo, shoving it inside of her aching vagina over and over. She was completely undone, barely able to even focus on anything besides a climax. She started to get close. Feeling her pussy about to erupt at any moment.

“Fuck…I'm going to cum!” She exclaimed.

Still trying to remain quiet, she covered her mouth, sliding the sex toy against her throbbing, cherry red clitoris. Over and over, faster and faster, more and more. Until finally she came. Her legs shook, as her thighs jiggled, her breasts bounced, rhythmically before squirting all over her bed. She made a mess as she came hard. Harder than she had ever before, she rolled her eyes back, still holding her hand against her luscious lips. The feeling was almost unreal. It was like a drug. She could feel her entire body shaking and trembling with pleasure, her pussy felt like it was on fire, pulsating with intensity. She slowly reeled her hand away from her mouth, drooling onto her palm as she panted like a dog in heat, recovering from the most powerful orgasm of her lifetime.

“Christ…what the hell…I'm soaking wet. I came so hard. Last night was...nowhere near this intense...” She said, hardly able to concentrate.

Emily sighed as the storm inside of her had finally passed. She was relieved, but also suddenly anxious knowing Sarah was still outside, basking in the mysterious flower pollen. She tried to sit up, only falling backward onto her bed, feeling drained. She slowly let out a long sigh, looking down at her now much larger breasts. 

“Oh my god…” She whimpered. 

Slowly inching her fingertips toward their much bigger, fuller, and heavier size. Her nipples had grown larger, longer and much more sensitive. Moving her fingers over them, stroking it ever so slightly before letting out an exasperated moan. They were nearly as sensitive as her vagina, hardly able to resist the urge to toy with them more as the sensation began to drive her wild. She nearly succumbed to another session of passion before snapping back to reality. 

“No…I can't…I won't…” She thought.

Sarah on the other hand, was slowly becoming more sensitive. She could feel the breeze touching the tips of her nipples getting wet, starting to make a stain on her panties. Her breasts continued to grow, larger and larger still. Massaging and squeezing, toying and prodding. She could hardly stand it anymore. She finally got up, barely able to stand as the dizziness caught up with her. Her vision blurred, coughing slightly, feeling her throat now scratchy and itchy. She slowly moved toward the back door, hearing some commotion inside. 

“I'll just go around. I don't want to bother her anymore…” She blushed, thinking to herself.

Sarah started to tremble. Making her way down the driveway seemed like a monumental task. She didn't want to give in, but at the same time, she knew that it would feel good. Her trembling legs made their way up the porch and to the front door, feeling her wetness running down her slender thighs. She tried to ignore it, opening the front door, heading inside. She tried to be quick, as to avoid her sister and her sour attitude from earlier. Nervous and anxious making her way back to her room. Her bedroom door closed behind her. She was finally alone.

“Oh good god…I'm so horny…I need to cum…” She thought. 

Moving to her bed before starting to massage her thin and cute body. Sarah got to work. Her hand kneaded her blossoming bosom. While the other motioned down to her jeans, unbuttoning them sliding her hand down to her underwear. She was soaking wet. She barely made contact with the lips of her aching vagina, sliding against it letting out a soft moan. She slowly motioned her hand up to her eyes, spreading apart her fingers noticing the sticky wetness all over them. She couldn't believe it either. She had never been this wet before, she was like an oozing factory of hot and horny wetness.

“I guess the orchid is an…aphrodisiac…or something…” She thought.

Already plunging her fingers into her vagina, spreading it wide before feeling her jeans tightening around her legs. She struggled, pulling off her pants, and tossing off her shirt, still trying to touch herself. She just couldn't stop. It was too good. She wanted more. Before she knew it, she was laying on her bed completely naked and in heat. She didn't have a care in the world. She was going to cum. Hard. Her pussy began to rumble as her hand went to work, playing with her clit and fingering herself, deeper with each thrust. She wanted to scream, but held back knowing her sister wasn't too far away. If only she knew what was happening behind her closed doors.

“I'm…I'm gonna…awhn!” She moaned loudly.

Feeling her vagina about to burst forth as she played with her pussy more and more, about to release her own fueled passionate explosion of ecstasy. Breathing harder and heavier until suddenly she came. And she came hard. Her vagina squirted her hot passion all over her bed, and thighs, erupting like a facet for just a few moments before dying down into a deep sleep. Everything had come tumbling down at once, the sensations completely overwhelmed her, she couldn't handle it anymore. The feeling was so intense it put her to sleep. 

“Wow. That was a lot. I hope Sarah is alright…I'm sure she's fine…” Emily thought.

Rolling to her side, still recovering from the intensity of the orgasm. Her eyes began to feel heavy joining her sister as the two fell into a deep, heavy, and rejuvenating slumber. That wasn't the end of it though. They continued to change, transform, growing bigger and bigger, gaining roundness and curvature. Emily grew bigger. Her breasts became fuller as they quickly became full triple DDD-cups, another cup size bigger. Her wide waist grew wider as her round ass grew more bubbly and bouncy. Emily had already been quite voluptuous, now it was much more pronounced. 

Sarah on the other hand, was undergoing a much more drastic transformation. Her once small and lithe physical appearance started to become curvy and luscious. Her once small breasts bloomed, growing bigger and fuller. Slowly growing into lovely C-cups, becoming soft and shapely. Her waist grew wider as her hips grew larger, growing a bouncy booty to match the rest of her budding body. She grew slightly thicker, her thighs bubbling bigger and more round and bouncy. She was growing into a mature full-bodied woman. The two ladies drifted off into a deep sleep, still growing slowly, becoming curvier, thicker, and more womanly every hour that passed by. Tomorrow will be another day filled with excitement and growth.

Height Chart

Sarah 5'2 ft / 158 cm, B-cup

Emily 5'7 ft / 173 cm, D-cup