"Yep, I definitely think I'm taller this morning." Heather announced from the bathroom mirror. She stood up straight, watching her body lengthen to the edge of the mirror.
"And we're happy about this?" Kevin asked, confused. He joined his wife in the mirror, drying what remained of the water from their shower. He stared up at his wife. Even several days into their quarantine, he was still getting used to how much bigger Heather was. Her arms had filled out from their former thin shape. Her legs sloped outward to a massive hourglass with her full breasts. This was not the woman he married, but he was far from complaining.
"Well, yes. For the time being. If everyone else is getting bigger, why shouldn't I?" Heather muttered. Kevin stroked her cheek as she smiled. She leaned down and kissed him. She was definitely taller this morning. No one could convince her otherwise.
Marlene laid in bed next to her husband, arms folded. "So, how are you feeling?"
"Almost ready, I promise." Martin replied sheepishly.
"Honey, if you don't want to have sex, you can tell me. It's fine."
"No, it's not that, Marlene." Martin stammered.
"It's a big change. If you need time to adjust, that's perfectly fine." She stood up, resting her head high above the headboard. Martin watched her rise, still lying there like a limp fish. They had tried the night previous, but as Martin found himself caressing his wife's new, bigger body, something just felt wrong. It almost felt like cheating. Even with his wife's beautiful face staring down at him, something in him felt wrong.
"We can just watch some television." Marlene added. She flipped the TV on, letting the dull hum of morning talk shows wash over them. Martin sighed. Marlene stood up more, letting her long leg rise up against her chest. She was naked under the sheets, and Martin knew it. But seeing that leg again brought it all back. Its shapely curves pressed against Marlene's expanded chest just below her expression. He could tell she was trying to hide her concern. She was never very good at hiding.
He stood up, and placed his hand on her leg. She dared herself a quick glance as goosebumps rose on her thigh. Her hand came down on Martin's, rubbing his fingers, guiding him along her leg. She took her elbow, and nudged her husband close to her. She felt his head rest against her shoulder. Looking down at him, she couldn't help but feel strange now, herself. Now that they were alone again, the change was all the more apparent. She would take it slow with him. Even if she wanted nothing more right now than to feel him inside her, she knew it was the right thing for them both to feel comfortable.
"Martin." she started, but she was interrupted by a kiss. Martin had reached up and kissed her, giving her just enough time to kiss him back as she reached around his shoulders and pressed him against her. He straddled her, grinding his rising member against her naked groin. She moaned as their kissing got more and more heated. Martin brought his hands up her wrists, pinning them against the back wall. She stared at him with a fire she hadn't felt in some time. "I'm ready." he whispered.
He kissed her neck, feeling her breasts as he let his ear slide close enough to her mouth to hear the little whimpers that escaped from it. He felt her nipples go hard as his fingers slid along them. His penis grew just as hard as her moans grew louder. He pulled away, as they slid down along the bed. He grabbed his cock in his hand, and rubbed it teasingly against the opening of her vagina. Marlene spasmed, giggling. Then her face twisted deviously.
She grabbed Martin, spinning him around until he was on the bed, staring up at her towering form. Her long legs straddled him, as her fingers caressed his penis. Martin breathed heavy, watching his larger than life wife stare down at him, holding him in the palm of her hand. "Follow my lead."
She pulled him inside her, running her hands along his chest as she bounced up and down, slowly on his cock. Martin gasped with pleasure as she picked up the pace, bouncing faster and faster as she moaned with each thrust. He found himself completely hypnotized as her round, perky breasts bounced with her. He reached up to grab them, but couldn't make the distance. Marlene brought her hands along Martin's arms, bending down against him to let him take hold. He squeezed her chest as she let out another moan, letting her jiggling ass smack against him as she continued fucking him harder and harder.
"This is... incredible." he wheezed as Marlene consumed every part of him with her lusting power.
"I'm almost there." she sighed back, feeling the bliss catch in her throat. Her brow started to glisten with sweat as she gave it her all, pounding against him with every inch of her new strength. "Oh god, oh god, oh god." her voice rose higher and higher into a squeal as she came loudly, and forcefully against her husband, feeling him cum inside her like a tidal wave.
She pulled him in close, kissing him all over as she felt his strength give away in her arms. "It's ok. It's ok." she assured, kissing him. She stopped, staring down at his nearly catatonic face. "Martin?"
"It's better than ok." he finally managed. She laughed.
Rebecca was the first to stand up from the bed fort. She separated from the happy little pile, letting Dave and Ashley continue to sleep peacefully as she set about making coffee. "That smells good."
Rebecca turned around to see Ashley awake, sitting down on the mattress and staring up at her. "There's enough for everyone." she replied.
"If he wakes up in time." Ashley said, nodding down at Dave.
"Let him sleep. He earned it." Rebecca smiled, walking over to Ashley and handing her a warm mug. Ashley stood up to receive it and Rebecca stopped cold. Ashley watched as Rebecca's eyes came closer and then further away as she stood to her new full height.
"Must have... kept growing in the night." she breathed heavily. Rebecca stared up at her, shocked at her friend's new size.
"Your tits are huge." she sputtered.
"They've always been huge." Ashley argued.
"But now!" Rebecca made a wide gesture, spilling some coffee.
"Alright, I get it. Let me find a shirt, for god sake."
Ashley shuffled off the bed fort, grabbing Dave's shirt off it in the process. She threw it over her head, watching it struggle down past her chest. Her bellybutton poked out even when it reached its final destination. "My god." she whimpered.
"Well, let's see what the damage is." Rebecca said, moving her pants-less friend toward the height chart. Ashley sighed as she straightened herself along the markings. "Not too bad. Just six-three."
"Just?!" Ashley shot back.
"Hey, be happy you didn't pull a Marlene and crush us in our sleep." They both chuckled.
"And what's so funny?" Dave asked, sliding toward awake.
"Ashley's new look on life." Rebecca joked. Ashley nudged her. Through bleary eyes, Dave saw his college crush stare down at him, wearing his shirt. He wasn't entirely sure he wasn't still dreaming. He stood up, walking up to the two statuesque beauties he shared a bed with. It was slowly dawning on him just how small his shirt looked on Ashley.
"Some look." he announced.
"Six-three." Ashley replied. "That ok?"
"It's ok if you're ok." Dave confirmed. Ashley kissed him on the cheek.
"There's coffee." Rebecca interjected. Dave smiled, and took a mug from her hands.
"So... do we talk about it, or let this just be an unspoken delight for the rest of our lives?" He asked between sips.
"I think we've said all we need to say for the time being." Ashley smiled back. "Let's just play it by ear."
The door knock saved them from the growing tension in the room. Rebecca sighed, walking over and opening the door for Heather and Kevin. "Pretty sure I grew again." she said, storming into the room toward the height chart. On her way, she slammed right into Ashley. "Oh gosh, I'm sorry."
Then Heather looked up at Ashley. Up. "Did you grow again?"
"I don't seem to be stopping." Ashley replied.
"Your tits are huge."
"So I heard."
"Six foot three." Rebecca added. "As of a few minutes ago at least."
Heather sighed. She was staring up at a 6'3" Ashley. That meant she was still floating around her same 6'2". "Well then, thank goodness. I didn't grow after all." She put on a strong face, but Kevin grabbed her hand and held it tight. She was grateful for him. Everyone else was buying the same line Heather had been using the last couple days, but her husband couldn't help but sense her disappointment. "Congrats, Ashley, on the..."
Heather gestured wildly at Ashley, who laughed.
"Yes, congrats." Erica said, walking through the open door behind Kevin. Pat was not far behind. Heather stared up at her as well. "I don't think I did any growing, myself. Not that I need to." She stood to her full 6'7" and they all nodded in agreement as Rebecca made herself busy filling glasses for everyone.
"I think I'm good without the booze today." Kevin said, setting his cup down.
"Seconded." Pat added. "It was fun for a bit, but I think we need to shake things up a little."
As if in reply, the room began to rumble. They all braced themselves as heavy knocks came from the door. Erica opened it to find Marlene, still towering over everyone, wearing Martin's shirt with what could only be a modified skirt from Rebecca's collection. She held a piece of paper in her hand with handwritten scrawl over it. "Did no one else see?" she almost shouted.
They all watched the excited amazon bound into the room and hold the letter up for everyone. Martin shuffled in behind her, already shaking his head.
"See what?" Ashley asked.
"Your boobs are huge!" Marlene digressed.
"Thank you." Ashley replied, motioning for her to get on with it.
"It's an invitation!"
They all crowded around as Ashley read the note scribbled onto the page. "Dear Uninvited Guests of Hotel LeGrande. It's been over half a week since we've been cooped up here against our will with no sign of stopping, and no word from the people in charge. We're bored, we're angsty, and we want to party. If you feel up to it, join us tomorrow night at the bar for a no-holds-barred bash the likes of which the world has never seen. Dress code is very lax, for obvious reasons. Just bring yourselves and let's tear this place to the ground. XXX"
"Oh my god." Heather said, her hand to her mouth.
"They're throwing a party." Rebeca squealed.
"They're throwing an orgy." Heather corrected.
"Orgies are parties." Pat corrected back.
"So we're going, right?" Erica asked.
"Of course we're going." Marlene replied.
"I'm game if you are." Pat agreed. Dave and Kevin nodded. Heather elbowed Kevin, and his nodding stopped.
"It's the perfect chance to test out my clothing idea!" Marlene said. "Ashley, you don't have any plans today, right?"
Ashley looked at Dave. Her eyes filled with longing. She couldn't help but want him there and now. Feeling his shirt press tight against her skin, she could smell him on her. She bit her lip, and he shrugged. "No, I guess I can help out."
"Great!" Come back to the room with me, I'll do my meeting, and then it's sketch city. We'll need some extra hands for sewing."
"I'll come with, too." Erica said, grabbing Heather's arm as she walked forward. Heather looked up at her tall friend. Their height difference was only a little more different from where they started, and Heather took little comfort in that. She thought back to when they were almost eye to eye. This party terrified her. Surrounded by women who would loom over her. It might be too much.
"I can help too." she sighed.
"We can start taking measurements, but I can't guarantee they'll stay accurate." Ashley added, gesturing to her pants-less self. "I could definitely use some more covering, though.
"Let's all grab our suitcases and meet at Marlene's in say... one hour?" Heather was already planning. It was the only thing keeping her afloat. Creating her own structure for the day.
"Perfect. I should be out of my meeting by then. Martin, are you ok to stay with the boys while we have a little fashion day?"
Marlene bounced up to her husband, who stared up at her, still lost in the thought of the impending party. He nodded, confused. Marlene pulled him into a big hug, and kissed him. "You're my treasure."
"We'll take good care of your treasure." Pat said, putting his arm around the baffled Martin. "You gals go have fun."
The room went still as the tall women evacuated Room 412. "At least they have something to look forward to, now." Kevin said.
"We all do." Pat added.
"Buckle up, I guess. It's gonna be a hell of a night." Dave said.