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Bowling

James was your average 20 year old third year university student. He was dead on six foot with a slim build and short blond hair. Today he couldn’t believe his luck he was out on a date with Lucy; the most stunning girl he knew from his course. He wished he could say that after having a serious crush on her for two years he had finally manned up and asked her out, but it was in actual fact her who asked James if he fancied going bowling tonight. He had originally planned to go out with his flat mates that night, but that was just to go on the pull anyway and knowing his history with women wasn’t likely to end as planned. So who was going to say no to a chance with Lucy? Not him.

James didn’t tend to go bowling very often, but he wasn’t bad at it, usually averaging just over a hundred maybe a hundred and twenty. He was better than Lucy at any rate, he watched her as she played her final bowl of their second game. She was five foot five inches tall with a curvy figure. Her face was perfect and framed with dark brown hair that reached her chest. James watched her nice round C-cup breasts bounce under her deep purple turtle neck jumper thinking about how they would feel as she celebrated her second Spare of the game.

James caught her deep brown eyes looking at him as she smiled. He smiled back as she walked back over to her seat; he loved how her hips waved when she walked. Lucy took a drink from her Bacardi and coke, James watched as her perfect lips wrapped round the straw; she was perfect in every way. Which is why he had always been too intimidated to ask her out himself. Well, maybe she could be a little taller.

She looked up at him and quickly averted his gaze. Picking up his beer he quenched his drying mouth and turned to look around the bowling alley. The place was really quiet now with only a couple of other lanes being used.

“It’s getting a bit late” said Lucy. James turned back to look at her

“Yeah” he replied dumbly

“But we’ve probably got enough time for one more game, why don’t you go ask.” With that she got up and began to walk to the bar. “I’ll get us another drink?” she said as she walked past James

“Er, yeah, sure”

She smiled the smile that made James’s knees weak and left.

“‘Yeah, sure’” he mimicked to himself “great at least it was more than one syllable.” He shook his head and downed the last half of his pint. “Just keep it cool and don’t say anything stupid.” Picking up her empty glass he went to the desk.

When he returned Lucy was already back and had removed her turtle neck jumper. James’s pulse quickened because now she was only wearing a white spaghetti strapped tank tip. On seeing him she jumped up causing her breasts to shift dramatically, James was a confessed breast man and his heart skipped a beat when they danced.

Lucy gave him his drink and then drank half of her own in one go, in order not to look bad James took a few large gulps of his pint. Lucy smiled again.

“Great news, we’ve got time for one more game” he told her

“Great. How about we make this game more interesting?” asked Lucy suggestively

“What, like a bet or something?”

“More like a prize for the winner” she explained. James was a little confused.

“How do you mean?” he asked sitting down. Lucy finished her drink and walked over to him.

“For example, what would you change about me?” she enquired striking a pose that showed off her curves. James stuttered.

“Err.. nothing, I, I mean you’re already good, great even.” James took a large gulp of his drink

“Aww thanks. But come on, there must be something. How about my boobs?” She suggested lifting them with her hands. “Wouldn’t you like them a bit bigger? I know I would. Don’t you like big breasts James?”

“I, erm.. I.. Well, er, sure, who doesn’t?”

“Good” she said letting her breasts fall back into place. “For every point you get my breasts will grow. Happy with that?”

“But, how is that even possible?”

“No, my turn. What do I want to change?” she bent over to look the sitting James in the eye. At this angle James had an amazing view of her cleavage and was already imagining them bigger. It wasn’t possible though was it? She’s just playing around, I’ll just go with it, thought James. Shit, look at her face. Realising he’d been staring he quickly looked at her face which was scrunched up in thought.

“I know!” she suddenly announced standing up. “Your height”

“What about my height?”

“You make me look short”

“You are short” joked James

“Haha” replied Lucy sarcastically. “Just for that I’m definitely having your height. Let’s see, the most you can get in bowling three hundred? And you’re what six foot”

“Yeah, so?”

“Seventy-two divided by three-hundred is about a quarter so, a-quarter-of-an-inch-for every-point-I-get. Come-on-I’ll-go-first!” She grabbed the first bowling ball near her and pretty much skipped to the lane. She had spoken the last bit so fast that James didn’t really follow.

What the hell? He thought. He looked up at the scorecard from the last game. Well I’ve comfortably beaten her in the last two games, and it’s only a game.

There was a sudden crash of bowling pins and a cheer from Lucy. James looked over. Lucy had just scored her first strike of the night.

James didn’t notice the first two and a half inches he lost.

“A strike?” laughed James

“Just lucky I suppose” shrugged Lucy as she stepped down from the bowling lane. “10 points, that’s 2 and half inches!”

“Yeah okay” joked James still not believing he would lose any height. He selected his ball and stepped up to the lane. “So how many points to I need to make your boobs grow?” he laughed turning back to look at Lucy

“Usually ten points a cup” answered Lucy matter-of-factly

“Usually?”

Lucy didn’t answer, she just winked. James shook his head and faced the bowling lane. With another shake of the head he stepped up and took his shot. The ball hit the pins with a crash knocking over nine, the final pin wobbled but remained standing but he managed to knock it over with his second shot.

“Yes!” he breathed. With a fist raise in triumph he turned to look at Lucy but she wasn’t paying attention; she was too busy observing her breasts. James blushed, lowering his head he made his way to his seat trying not to look.

“Definitely” said Lucy suddenly. James looked up to see her arching her back to exaggerate her chest. “Look they’ve gone up a cup, don’t you think so?”

James swallowed. “Maybe” he replied. Actually they do look a little bigger… Nah. he thought shaking his head.

Lucy stood and picked her ball. She knew James hadn’t realised they were actually changing: she had gone up a cup size, her bra was already feeling a little tight. He’ll notice soon enough.

James watched dumbfounded as Lucy bowled another strike, it definitely wasn’t luck either: she had bowled it fast and straight.

“Yes! Two in a row, beat that!” cheered Lucy

James stood up and picked his ball. During the last two games he had reigned himself in so that he didn’t beat Lucy too badly, but now he decided he was going to play properly. As he walked to the lane he heard Lucy giggle. Looking up he saw Lucy standing in front of him a few inches taller.

“What!?” gasped James, “but how is that…” James stopped short when he looked down and saw that Lucy was standing on the step between the seating area and the bowling lanes. Lucy stepped down.

“Hehe, fooled ya” she said walking back to her seat

“Very funny” retorted James sarcastically. Stepping up to the lane James quickly looked back, Lucy was sitting herself down. She didn’t come up that far to me earlier, did she? pondered James. Shrugging he absently mindedly pulled his jeans up a touch and then bowled.

“Shit” he muttered under his breath.

A split. The two furthest apart pins where left standing.

“Unlucky” called Lucy, “Just try and hit one of them.”

James chose another ball and did manage knock one of them over. Looking up at his score he saw he was at twenty-seven, seven more than Lucy’s, but she had two strikes.

James sighed and sat down. He watched as Lucy stepped up to take her third shot. It was then he noticed that her breasts where definitely bigger. He looked at his score again: twenty-seven, if Lucy was right she would have grown two cup sizes. James suddenly felt a pang of dread. If her boobs were growing that meant…

James’s thoughts were cut short at the sound of ten pins being bowled over.

“Turkey!” cried Lucy.

James watched as Lucy’s score changed to fifty.

“Ooh, that’s got to be at least half a foot!” pointed out Lucy as she rushed over to where James was sitting. “Come on stand up” she pleaded as she pulled at his arm. James’s expression was of disbelief when he stood up and found himself looking directly into Lucy’s eyes. But the shrinking didn’t stop: slowly he watched as Lucy edged over him. She stood a little closer making her seem even taller. When the shrinking stopped James’s eye level was just below Lucy’s chin.

“Oh my god, it’s as if we swapped heights” laughed Lucy, “Fifty points? I reckon you’re just under five foot!”

“F..five.. I… but, but Lucy you’re huge! How is this even possible?”

“Oh it’s just a little trick I’ve picked up. Come on it’s your turn” she ruffled his hair

“Hey!” reacted James, pushing her hand away

“Aw, is ‘short’ Lucy being a bully. Come on it’s just a game”

“Well I don’t want to play anymore, this is wrong” declared James

“Fine, leave if you want, but I’m going to keep playing. So it’s down to you, do you want shrink out in the street, or stay here with me?”

“But…”

“Besides don’t you want to see these get bigger?” argued Lucy leaning over to gift James with a view of her breasts which were straining against her bra. James couldn’t help silently admitting they were both very good arguments.

James tried to form words but faltered. Shrinking worried him, but he’d wanted Lucy for longer than he’d admit and here she was being more than flirty with him. On top of that he wouldn’t put it past her to keep shrinking him even if he left. He had to play.

“Okay, I’ll stay” declared a defeated James

“Great! Now pull your trousers up, it’s your go.”

Lucy went to sit in her chair while James looked down to see his jeans at his feet. Turning bright red he quickly snatched them up and tightened his belt. Embarrassed to no end, but more than thankful his underwear hadn’t dropped with them. His slim fit shirt was now getting baggy and his shoes no longer fit him so he took them off and selected a new pair from the bowling shoe rack behind the chairs.

Sitting down he put on the smaller shoes and rolled up his trousers. He could see Lucy in the corner of his eye giggling as he adjusted his outfit.

I’ll show her, thought James as he stepped up to the bowling ball return machine and tried to pick up his ball. He was able to pick it up but it was far too heavy to bowl. Lucy desperately tried not to laugh as James returned his chosen ball and exchange it for the one Lucy had been using. It was a bit embarrassing having to use the same weight ball as Lucy, but James was determined to pay her back for the humiliation he was feeling.

James took a couple of steps, swung and released the ball. It rolled straight and true knocking down all the pins as it crashed into them.

“Strike!” cheered James turning round to face Lucy in his triumph. Lucy however wasn’t looking at him she looked into the distance as she reached behind her to undo her bra. James watched as she did that mind boggling technique of taking a bra off without removing her top. James walked towards Lucy, gone was his earlier shyness; he wanted to see them grow. He watched as Lucy’s chest swelled causing her top rise up and reveal her naval. Lucy smiled and let out a small moan.

“Ah that feels so good” announced Lucy suddenly. Looking down she adjusted and admired her breasts. “Great job little man, these must be E cups now!” She arched her back to thrust them towards James. James’s mouth gapped as now without a bra he could see her nipples push through the white top as her perfectly round and now large breasts defied gravity without further support.

Without thinking James lifted his hand to feel Lucy’s breasts, but she batted his hand away saying,

“Tut, tut little boy; it’s Lucy’s turn to play”

James felt her chest brush his as she squeezed pass him to pick up her ball. James suddenly snapped back into real life and Lucy stepped up to the lane, leaving him to wonder what another strike would do to him.

To James’s relief Lucy didn’t score a strike; two pins we’re left standing in the far left corner. He had no doubt she would knock the last to over with her second shot, but at least it wasn’t a strike.

“Don’t be too relieved” advised Lucy as she picked up her second ball. “These two shots will be added onto the last strikes. If I’ve worked it out right, you’re about to lose nine and a half inches!”

Lucy pretty much skipped up to the lane and used her second shot to knock over the last two pins. James’s heart sank as he watched Lucy’s score jump from 50 to 88. Although the shrinking always started seconds after the score changed Lucy was already standing in front of him making him feel even smaller. He looked up at Lucy’s face which made it look as if Lucy was growing taller. Looking straight ahead he was now eye level with Lucy’s neck and still shrinking. The shrinking itself didn’t feel of anything, he could just feel his feet slipping in his shoes and his clothes becoming larger and baggier. He made a grab for his jeans before they fell to the floor, his short sleeves were now half way down his arms.

When the shrinking finally stopped James was eye level to the biggest pair of breasts he had ever seen as they pressed against Lucy’s white tank top which was now struggling to contain them. James could feel his groin tighten at the sight of Lucy’s perfectly round boobs and her nipples which seemed to be trying to escape the cloth prison of Lucy’s t-shirt. Lucy laughed causing her chest shake, she was standing so close to James that he felt both breasts brush his cheeks.

Lucy took a step back and ruffled James’s hair with her hand.

“Ahh” cooed Lucy “you’re about the same height as my cousin”

“You.. you must have a short cousin” croaked James, suddenly realising how dry is mouth was.

“No” chirped Lucy as she leaned over so that she was eye level with James, who she knew has not looking at her face. James’s eyes where transfixed on the large open cleavage her now dangling bra-less boobs where offering. James only looked up when Lucy continued her sentence. “He’s about average for a ten year old.”

James gulped as Lucy walked away to her chair. A ten year old! James couldn’t believe it, he had come on a date with Lucy and now to everyone else it would like his big sister had taken him bowling.

“Here catch” called Lucy. James looked over to see a large plastic bag flying towards him. He instinctively used both arms to catch the large bag, but because his hand was the only thing holding his trousers up they fell into a heap at his feet along with his boxers. The bag turned out to be a standard plastic shopping bag which was tied up and full of what felt like fabric. James quickly used it to cover his still erect penis, just in case the now too large shirt wasn’t long enough. Blushing he looked up to see Lucy laughing and he turned an extra shade of red, his cheeks burning. He looked round to check no one else was watching, but the bowling alley was deserted.

“They’re my cousin’s clothes” explained Lucy when she finally managed to stop laughing. “Thought they might fit you better now”. James looked at the bag and then back at Lucy.

“You’ve been planning this all along!” shouted James. Lucy almost burst out laughing again at the softness of James’s voice at his reduced size, it made his tantrum look cute.

“Nevermind that, go get changed before I skip your go and take my next.”

James may have wanted to argue, but the idea of being in clothes, even a ten year old boy’s clothes was to appealing. He certainly didn’t like the idea of arguing with Lucy half naked, so leaving his jeans behind, he yanked up his boxers and ran off to the men’s toilet.

When he returned he saw Lucy struggling to conceal her amusement at the sight of him.

“Ahhhh, you look so cute dressed like that” she jeered, “Pokemon used to be my favourite show too”

James didn’t answer, he had noticed that the t-shirt she had given him held a picture of the main characters from the famous Japanese Anime series, instead he just threw the bag now containing his clothes on the floor and picked out another pair of bowling shoes, this time from the children’s section.

“Oh, don’t be moody James, come on it’s your go. This ball should be light enough for you.”

She was holding a bright orange bowling ball that James knew was one of the lightest balls from the rack.

“Come on, take it, you’ve got a strike to add to”

James gingerly walked towards her. He was angry at her for the constant humiliation he felt. He was imitated by the size of her thanks to his shrinking. But he was also attracted to her like never before: her size emphasised her figure, her breasts were bigger but still perfect, her shapely legs were even longer and her eyes were larger and deeper than before. James wanted her and had subconsciously decided he would do anything to have her, even if he hadn’t admitted it to himself knowing it meant getting even smaller.

Lucy passed James the ball, it was heavy but he managed to hold it with one hand, to him it weighed about the same as the ball he had picked at the beginning of the game. That ball had been a bit too heavy for him, but he didn’t want to put the ball back and admit in front of Lucy it was too heavy; it was stupid he knew, but not as stupid as he felt now.

Lucy walked James up to the bowling lane in case he ‘needed her help.’ She purposely walked very close to James and he could feel her hip pressing into his upper arm which made him very aware of how close her nice bum was to him in those tight jeans.

“Go on James, make that strike count” she encouraged, almost like you would a child. James didn’t really hear her, he was too aware of the stiffening sensation in his borrowed ‘Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles’ underpants.

“I hope that ball isn’t too big,” James did hear that, and despite everything the ‘That’s what she said’ joke wasn’t lost on him as he chuckled to himself.

Thankful for the distraction James bowled the ball at the pins. The ball rolled slowly down the lane, but thankfully the direction was decent and it knocked over a fair few pins. James quickly looked up to see seven pins confirmed on his score sheet.

“Not bad little man,” said Lucy handing him another orange ball, “but I want to see all ten go down”

As soon as the pins had been reset James delivered the ball towards the pins. As soon as he stood up from his bowling stance he felt lean over Lucy wrap her arms around him and place her noticeably larger head on his shoulder. He could feel her large breasts pressing into his upper back as they both watched the ball slowly make its way towards the remaining pins. Lucy’s arms squeezed tighter and tighter around James as the ball got closer to the pins, she squeezed so hard James swore he could feel her nipples as her boobs continued to be forced against his back. They watched the ball with baited breath as it headed directly for the pins, but at the last minute the ball trailed off into the gutter.

“Ah never mind” said Lucy gently into his ear, “you’ll still got 6 more frames, unless you get too small of course”

James could almost hear the large smile that spread across Lucy’s face. He made to move out of her embrace, but Lucy force him back in.

“Wait” she whispered, “you still got to fifty-one.”

“So?” muttered James

“So, that means two more cups. I’m about to become an F-cup without the feel ruining surgery.”

As soon as she stopped talking James felt her breasts push up more against his back. Lucy moaned quietly.

“The size changing feels so good when it’s concentrated on erogenous zones” murmured Lucy into James’s ear. He couldn’t help agree, the feel of her breasts growing and the growing of his member made him feel really good.

Her chest continued to grow, slowly encompassing more and more of James’s back. The larger they grew the faster his heart beat against his rib cage. Suddenly Lucy spun him around and kissed him hard on the lips. James could count the number of girls he had kissed on one hand, but there was no time, or need, for him to worry about how good a kisser he was; Lucy took full control. Her much larger tongue pushed his away and filled his mouth. James tried to kiss back but there was very little he could do against the onslaught from Lucy’s passionate kiss.

There was a sound of ripping and she broke off from their kiss suddenly as she had started. James let out a huge gasp.

“What was…” he panted

“Oh! I love it when they grow! Oh, but this won’t do.” said Lucy lifting her arm to show James the tear on her top where the stitching met her armpit. James was once again aware that his eyes were a couple of inches below Lucy’s armpit and so was looking ever so slightly up at the tear.

“Quickly, go look and see if anyone is still here” instructed Lucy

James didn’t move. Lucy looked down to see the little James staring dumbfounded at her chest and nipples, which she noted were still quite hard from the grow. God it did feel good she thought to herself. She placed her hands on her hips and smirked; she found it amusing. James had been so against the idea of shrinking but, like most men, put a big pair of tits in front of him and he stops thinking about anything else.

“Up here little man,” she spoke as she bent down so that they were face to face. James looked at her face, but only after her protruding nipples had disappeared under her giant chest. “Go and see if everyone has left the bowling alley.”

“Why?” asked James

“Because I told you to.” said Lucy pointedly as she stood back up to her full height. James followed her eyes as they rose high above him, he felt like a little kid again.

“Why should I do what you say?” demanded James defensively

“Well obviously because I’m bigger and probably stronger than you now. And more importantly, if you don’t do what I say I’ll go home and leave you like this.”

“You can’t do that!” exclaimed James

“Yes I can. Remember it was my rules that shrunk you and only my rules that will grow you back.”

James was astounded. Once he had started shrinking he never thought Lucy would leave him small.

“So remember, you best do what I say, or you’ll be four foot two for the rest of your life. Now, go and see if everyone has left.”

James didn’t need telling again, he sped off towards the lobby. The rest of the lanes had been empty since he got back from the toilets. Looking around the lobby he saw that the place was deserted; the lights were off and the desk was unmanned. He walked quickly into the next room. The restaurant area was also empty and the shutters were down around the bar itself. Everyone was gone.

When James returned to the bowling lanes he saw Lucy straightening out the new shirt she was wearing. As he got closer he realised it was his shirt. The slim-fit shirt was too big for her, but yet her enlarged chest still pushed against the clothing that was not designed to contain it. James silently felt disappointed that she had done all but the top button up so that her breasts were completely hidden.

“There you are” acknowledged Lucy, “I hope you don’t mind: mine was beginning to struggle against these.” Lucy cupped her breasts to emphasise what she was saying. “Then again, this might struggle too if these boobs get any bigger; which I’m counting on.”

“How come everyone’s gone?” asked James

“Because the place is closed of course” answered Lucy condescendingly

“But then, how come we’re allowed to stay?”

“Because my parents own the place. Johnny, the receptionist, knows I’ll lock up when we’re finished, Dad lets me bring friends here all the time.”

James wasn’t entirely certain if this was the truth, he knew Lucy’s family were reasonably well off, but he had never heard that they owned the place.

“Enough chat, it’s my turn” pointed out Lucy and in one quick move she lifted him up by his armpits and dumped him on a chair. “That was fun” she remarked as she ruffled his hair. James was flabbergasted: Lucy was stronger than him, and would only get stronger.

It didn’t take long for Lucy to take her turn. James had been spared from another strike, but Lucy had only missed one pin with her first shot and completed the spare with her second. Her score jumped to one-hundred and seven and James knew he was going to shrink below four foot.

This time James could feel himself shrinking. He figured that because he was smaller the shrinking had a relatively bigger effect on him. It felt like he was slowly pulling his own body inwards from all directions. It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling at all: in fact he had to admit the soft pulling sensation at his groin felt quite good and without him realising his hand was making its way towards his member which had already begun to react to the sensations.

His hand recoiled when he saw Lucy’s large frame coming towards him.

“Don’t stop on my account” said Lucy and she thrust her right hand down his underwear and felt for his penis. “Oh dear this is getting a bit small, isn’t it?” she teased, “Let’s see what we can do about that.”

With a smile she crouched down onto her knees, at this level she was the same height as him, for now. With her fee hand she placed each of his hands on her breasts, immediately his member sprang into action and expanded in Lucy’s large hand. She placed her left hand on his shoulder and began to massage his continuingly stiffening cock. Soon James had a raging hard-on. He moaned as he felt every inch of Lucy’s breasts which seem to grow in his shrinking hands, while Lucy’s hand grew around his stiff penis which stiffened ever slightly more. Lucy’s left hand dropped and grasped his backside.

“We seemed to have solved that problem” she cooed amorously, “but now it’s all out of proportion.”

She slowly wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began to move her hand up and down his almost completely covered penis.

“Oh, Lucy… stop” he moaned unconvincingly, he didn’t want her to stop despite is being a public place. This was Lucy, Lucy his long standing crush giving him his first hand job. He wanted her to continue, to go faster. And she did continue gradually getting faster and faster. His heart beat pounding. His throat drying. His back sweating. His moans croaking. As she pumped faster and faster. Until finally he climaxed releasing his load over Lucy’s hand.

He looked at her. He had finished shrinking and they were now at eye level. James stared deep into Lucy’s brown eyes. He continued to watch her eyes as she slowly stood up. He watched as her eyes grew further and further away until finally they disappeared over her large chest.


***

James finished tying the laces of yet another pair of shoes, he was now well into the child shoe sizes. At three foot nine and a quarter inches he was about the size of a seven year old; he even had to roll his trouser legs and t-shirt sleeves up and tighten the belt. Well actually Lucy made a point of doing it for him when he returned from toilets; after cleaning himself up. Now without underwear James felt even more uncomfortable in a 10 year old’s clothes.

With a new pair of shoes James made his way past a beaming Lucy to the ball return tray. The balls that sat on the tray were now up to his waist. James grunted as he tried to lift the lightest, but it was no good. He could move the ball, but it too much of a struggle to it lift clear of the tray. Suddenly felt something nudge him in the back of the head, spinning his head around his face meet Lucy’s chest.

“Aww, come here, let me help you little guy” offered Lucy

Reaching from behind him she lifted the ball easily with one hand.

“Both hands” she commanded. James obliged and Lucy placed the ball into his hands; shared across both hands the ball wasn’t that heavy.

“Come on, let’s take it to the lane and I’ll show you how I taught my cousin to bowl before he was big enough to hold the ball properly.”

“Okay,” replied James nervously

Lucy walked beside him holding her hand against his back making James feel like a small child being led by his mother.

She led James all the way up to the foul line and half crouched next to him.

“Now it’s not too heavy is it?” she asked smiling

“No,” answered James instantly. He was trying to hold onto some dignity, but he ended up sounding like the little kid she was treating him like. Lucy smiled.

“Okay, because there’s always the Kids Bowling Aid.” Lucy pointed out the moveable metal framed object used to roll the bowl down the lane.

“No, no, I can manage” protested James

“Alright, now this is how my cousin use to bowl.”

She turned James to face the lane and stood behind him. Lucy reached round and held James’s hands on the bowling ball. James could feel the warmth from her body and her breasts pushing into the back of his neck almost separating enough to sit on each of his shoulders. With a sense of, here we go again, James was quickly aware of his manhood twitching in his trousers.

“Not again” muttered James

“What was that?” asked Lucy as her chin was placed above his left ear

“Nothing” James quickly lied.

“Okay, now first line up your shot.” She manhandled James until she was satisfied he was lined up right. She took a while over lining James up; he knew she was enjoying this, why else would she teach him how to bowl with two hands? It wasn’t rocket science. He suspected she got a kick out of it, maybe even a sexual one. If James was honest with himself he found it stimulating too. His thought line was interrupted when Lucy started swing his arms back and forth. Every time the ball swung towards them it would go between James’s legs, which caused Lucy’s hands to brush his inside thigh; James started breathing deeper.

“Build up some momentum… and… release!” On ‘release’ she pulled his hands away from the bowling ball and it was sent rolling down towards the end bowling lane where it knocked over most the pins.

“Yay! Seven!” cheered Lucy. She leant around him and held her hand out, James reluctantly gave her a high-five.

While the pins were reset Lucy had got James a second ball.

“Can you do it yourself this time? Remember, line it up and swing.” She instructed as she demonstrated next to him.

“I can do it,” he told her “you go sit down.”

“Alright, here you go my big grown up” teased Lucy handing him the ball. James ignored her playful mocking so Lucy just walked back to her seat, but only after she ruffled James’s hair.

James swung the ball as hard as he could, but the ball only seemed to trickle down the lane towards the far corner. It just managed to knock a couple of pins over before falling into the gutter at the last second.

“Yes!” cried James, he knew his score had just ticked over to sixty. Which meant two double-fs coming right up! These moments where James’s favourites of the night.

He turned around expecting to see Lucy coming towards him, ready to thrust her growing boobs into him. But James was surprised at what he saw. Lucy’s breasts where of course growing again, funny how that was normal now, but she had unbuttoned her jeans and was stroking both her left nipple and her… well, herself. It was a sight to see, you always assumed women masturbated, but it was rarely ever said, and definitely not in the same banter-ish way it was for men.

Lucy suddenly moaned loudly as if she was alone and no one could see her. James quickly stopped thinking about what he was seeing and started enjoying it. Lucy moaned again and James was half aware that his own hand was reaching down his trousers once again. He could not believe that a women was rubbing herself in front of him and pinching at her nipple through his shirt, which was starting to tighten against the mammoth swelling chest.

As soon as Lucy’s breasts stopped growing she retracted her hand, refastened her trousers and stood up to see James staring aghast at her, his hand down his little jeans. Lucy laughed inwardly.

Bet he’s never seen that before, she thought

She walked over to the little man who was still staring up at her.

“Sorry, I didn’t let you play did I? Maybe next time,” she purred, “but first,” she continued as she picked up a ball, “I need to make you the right size.

Leaving James to contemplate on what ‘the right size’ was, Lucy played her shot. Her mouth curled into a sly smirk, she knew it was going to be a strike from the moment she let go of the ball. And sure enough all ten pins scattered as the ball crashed into them. Lucy made a quick calculation, taking into account the spare at the end of the last frame, she had just got twenty more points.

“Which means” she started gleefully as she turned to face James, “five more inches! Or should I say ‘less?’”

“You should say ‘fewer’” corrected James

“Smart arse,” commented Lucy, “and what a cute little smart arse it is” she laughed bent over to pinch James’s backside. James flinched at her touch and then suddenly closed his eyes and loudly breathed in. “It’s started again hasn’t it!?” asked Lucy excitedly

James could only nod as the sensation came back. He began to subconsciously reach down towards his trousers again, however Lucy grabbed his arms and lifted them above his head.

“Ah, ah ahh, save some for later,” she told him shaking her head.

Lucy’s hands automatically wrapped tighter around James’s arms as he shrunk, but to James’s horror she did not let her arms lower while he shrunk. As he got smaller his feet began to lift off the floor and James found himself dangling from Lucy’s grip held out at arm’s length. James could tell it was quite an effort for Lucy to hold him like this but the just the thought that she could do it made him hot and then twinned with the shrinking sensation James was fit to burst; but he couldn’t reach his cock to release the pressure. Lucy’s arms began to shake slightly under the effort of holding James at arm’s length so she readjusted her arms. Bending her arms James was lifted higher off the ground and closer towards Lucy so that he was once again face to face with, and a few inches away from her massive breasts.

“Remember when you were this tall?” joked Lucy as James continued to shrink.

The shoes James was wearing felt larger on his further diminishing frame. They hung loosely onto his feet, so James tipped his toes and allowed the shoes to fall off. The moment he did though his jeans fell from his waist and followed the shoes to the floor. And because his arms vertically above him his shirt had risen up, despite its length, and fully revealed his manhood. With a wry smile Lucy peered down see to his raging erection sending James bright red in embarrassment. He thought it odd to be embarrassed considering Lucy had given him a hand job not that long ago, but this was the first time she’d actually seen it.

Just touch it thought James desperately, if she only brushed it, it would probably burst.

But Lucy just stood there looking at it. “Told you the feeling was good.” She finally said, “Or maybe you’re just pleased to be this close again.”

Looking up he could see how Lucy’s wry smile could easily turn into a laugh, but she wouldn’t be laughing at him, but instead of the feeling of power she had.

The shrinking sensation suddenly vanished and James found it a little easier to fight his futile urge to touch his penis. Now there was only Lucy’s hot body and her dominance arousing him, but the embarrassment of being on display was ever so slightly winning and his erection began to slowly subside. Lucy noticed this and realised the shrinking must have finished so she began to lower James but stopped when an amusing thought occurred to her. She lifted James as high as she could. Bringing his face level with hers she gave him a quick kiss, winked and then let go. James fell to the floor and then with a stumble fell on his backside. Lucy couldn’t help it and burst out laughing. James stood up quickly and pulled his t-shirt down, although bigger it wasn’t quite big enough to cover him completely. Lucy was huge now. He guessed that he only came up to her belly button, which was a daunting thought.

When Lucy stopped laughing she looked down to see James concentrating on trying to stretch his t-shirt as far down as it would go.

“That won’t work,” she remarked, “not when you try to bowl”

“Well have you got any more clothes?” asked James tersely

“Don’t be short with me” retorted Lucy, almost choking on her unintended pun; James was not amused. “I don’t have any more clothes, but – I do think I have an idea.”

She walked over to her large handbag and then turned back to James.

“Take that shirt off” she ordered without hesitation

“Wh.. What!?” choked James, “No!”

“Come on, I’ve seen it all now anyway” argued Lucy

“That’s not the point”

“Take it off, or I will” threated Lucy

“Take your’s off!” retorted James childishly

“I’m not the one needing a new top, now am I?”

“But...” faltered James. He never thought he’d have the girl of his dreams demanding he got naked, or that he would ever say no.

“Fine.” huffed Lucy as she grabbed to handfuls of James’s at from his shoulders. James’s grasp of the bottom of the shirt was no match when Lucy whipped his shirt over his head. Now completely naked James quickly used his hands to cover his manhood. Lucy turned back to her bag and started pulling a deep-purple coloured lump out of her bag. James couldn’t help feeling that he would end up in that hand bag before the night was out.

Lucy shook out the lump to reveal her turtle neck jumper. “Arms up” she instructed.

The idea of wearing a girl’s jumper was weird to James, he almost refused, but then realised it was probably the best he was going to get. He shut his eyes tight and lifted his arms above his head, in seconds Lucy thrust the jumper down on him. It was massive to James. Sure since it came down to this lower thighs it was long enough to cover his pride, but the arms were far too long and the turtle neck collar covered half his face.

“No, that’s not good enough is it?” said Lucy to no one in particular “but…”

Without warning Lucy whipped the jumper off James and a second later thrust another top on him. James took a moment to regain his bearings before looking down at the top he had on and to his horror saw Lucy’s white tank top. The thin straps did fit on his shoulders, but the top was far too wide for his body, even without the deformed stretch at the front, the handy work of Lucy’s expanded chest. Lucy’s huge figure began to lower as she down kneeled next to him. She reached for the straps of the top and used the buckles to lengthen them as much as she could. When she finished the top showed quite a bit of his chest but almost reached down to his knees.

“There, much better” said Lucy praising herself

“Better!?” replied James angrily, he felt absolutely ridiculous. He thought of those cartoons where a naked character would use a barrel with braces to cover up. “I look ridiculous!”

“Fine, naked it is” concluded Lucy making a grab for the shirt’s straps.

“No!” cried James also grabbing the straps

“Bloody hell, make up your mind” sighed Lucy, “do you want the top or not?”

James looked up at Lucy pleadingly, but Lucy didn’t say anything, instead she pulled slightly at the straps

“I want it!” reacted James instantly

“Okay,” answered she answered cheerfully as she released him and stood up. She was so tall and so close now that James could only see her eyes over her humongous chest. “It’s your go now by the way. I think you might need the child bowling aid now.”

James sat on his bowling ball, since he was now only three foot four the eight inch tall ball didn’t make a bad seat. He looked down at yet another pair of bowling shoes and the make shift tank top come toga. Lucy had at least found a piece of string which he used a belt to hold in the top that was much too wide for him.

There was a sudden crash and James quickly looked up to see that Lucy had dropped the bowling aid next to him.

“There, pass the ball and I’ll hold it while you line it up.”

James complied, the ball was heavy but still easily manageable with two hands. Lucy took the ball off James and held at her side in with one hand, which James knew she was doing to show him the ease at which she held the ball compared to him. The bowling aid itself was light enough to move around easily despite it coming up to his rib cage. When he was satisfied it was pointing straight down the lane he turned back to Lucy and took the ball off her and placed it on the top of the aid’s track.

“Are you sure everything’s right?” she asked

“Piece of cake,” claimed James as he pushed the bowling ball down the slope. The ball raced down the aid’s track and then down the lane. He had managed to aim the ball perfectly but it did not have enough pace on it, therefore he only managed to knock over six pins.

“Not bad for someone as big as a five year old,” complimented Lucy

James grimaced at the size comparison, but hid his reaction from Lucy who had already gone to get him another ball. By the time she returned James had already repositioned the bowling aid and quickly took the ball from her and sent it towards the pins. This time his aim was slightly off and he only knocked over two of the pins.

“Pity,” commented Lucy, cupping her breasts, “looks like I’ll have to wait a bit longer for another cup. Right my turn again!”

Lucy suddenly scooped James up under his arms with her right arm and carried him back to the seats, dragging the bowling aid out of the way with her free arm as she did. James couldn’t believe it, one arm. That was all she needed to carry him.

She finally placed him standing on the scorer’s seat. Even standing on the chair he was still a few inches shorter than her.

“Aww you’re so cute standing there” she said playfully before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek and walking away to play her shot. “Stay there, you’ll get the best view of the scores coming in.” she called back.

From his vantage point James was able to watch Lucy’s ball race down the lane and knock over most the pins. Looking up at the screen with the scorecard he saw Lucy’s score implement by eight. Here comes another spare thought James glumly. And sure enough seconds later the final to pins were knocked over and Lucy’s score change to 147. Seven frames ago he was six foot, how tall that now seemed when he was about to drop below three.

The process started before Lucy had got back to him. By the time she had reached him he was once again eye level with the tip of her nose, but this time he had an extra foot and a half with the chair. He was shrinking faster this time and Lucy had noticed.

“I didn’t think of that, though it seems obvious, the less there is to shrink the quicker it takes. Like my boobs, they’ve take longer to grow the larger they are. Should have thought of that, but never done shrinking in stages before.”

“What? Do you mean never before?” asked James fighting the sexual urge coming from his groin.

“I’ve shrunk myself before, but never in stages, as you’ve seen it’s hard to play games when you get smaller. So I’ve set it on myself but for all to take effect at the end of the game.
It did seem to get faster the smaller I got but I assumed I was imagining it. Interesting…”

“I’m not a science project!” objected James, “How small did you get?”

“That would be telling” answered Lucy tapping her large finger on his small nose. “Anyway looks like you’ve stopped shrinking, let’s see the result”

James waited for Lucy to lift him to the ground, but she just stood there expectantly. James sighed and sat down on the chair, his legs dangling off the end. Once again he had out shrunk the shoes so he kicked them off, knowing that they were the smallest on the rack; he’d have to play the rest of the game in barefoot. He wondered just how tall Lucy would be to him now. With both dread and excitement battling in his gut he shuffled himself off the chair and onto his feet.

Lucy’s hips faced him as he looked forward, with awe he looked up and up and up to see Lucy’s breasts out of reach and blocking his view to her face. She clearly loved standing this close and making him feel smaller.

“Step back, I can’t see you” came Lucy’s voice from behind the hills on her chest. James took a few steps back pass the chair until he could see the whole of Lucy’s face. She was massive, before he had thought she was like an amazon, but now even that was an understatement; she was a giantess.

“Aww, you just get cuter the smaller you get,” exclaimed Lucy as she used her hand to compare their heights. As she measured James could see he was level with the bottom of Lucy’s shirt. No his shirt, his own shirt which was now beginning to show Lucy’s midriff thanks to the amount of fabric now needed to cover those ginormous breasts. He was now very aware he was almost looking directly at her crotch which sent him bright red.

Lucy crouched down to bring her face level with James’s. James could see it was a bit of an effort for to keep balance against her two new front ballasts.

“It’s low down here isn’t it?” she teased, “you’d best start scoring big, because soon I reckon you won’t be able to score at all. Not at bowling anyway.”

“Just get the bowling aid,” retorted James, “and let me worry about scoring”

Lucy smiled and stood up. James made his way to the bowling lane while Lucy collected both his ball and the bowling aid for him and purposely dumped them next to the neighbouring lane. James would have protested, but as she began to walk back to the seats James noticed his ball rolling towards to neighbouring lane. With a quick sprint he was able to prevent the ball rolling into the lane’s gutter. He looked up to see Lucy trying to hide a clear snigger, James ignored this.

Using the raised divider between the lanes James’s managed to prop the ball so it wouldn’t roll away again. He then set to work at moving the bowling aid. It made an awful racket as if scraped on the floor, but it was not like he could pick the metal structure up. By the time he aligned the bowling aid up he was already panting from the effort. With a deep breath he bent his knees and grabbed the bowling ball in his arms. With a grunt he lifted the ball too quickly and staggered back a few places almost losing his balance.

“Is it getting too heavy for you?” mocked Lucy.

James just grunted in reply. The ball was starting to get very heavy and he knew that soon he wouldn’t be able to lift the ball at all, but he wasn’t going to admit that to Lucy, at least not yet.

With a controlled effort James lifted the ball onto the bowling aid and pushed it as hard as he could down the lane. Despite the effort the ball didn’t seem to go any faster and it only managed knock over 5 pins.

“Unlucky,” commented Lucy.

James almost jumped out of his toga. Turning around he saw the huge form of Lucy standing beside him.

“Here,” she said handing him a second ball; James took it both hands. James stood there expecting Lucy to return to the seats, but it was soon clear she was going to stay and loom over him as he took he’s second shot. With a sign James turned round and grunting lifted the ball towards the bowling aid. Struggling under the effort James slipped, dropping the ball on the aid and knocking it slightly. The ball trickled down the lane threatening to drop into the gutter at any moment, but it reached the pins and knocked another couple over. James’s score was now at 75.

Panting James leaned against the wall that lined one side of their lane. The exertion just to take two shots had taken it out of him, he had lost so much strength with the shrinking. I can’t just give up though, decided James silently as he made to stand up properly. I’ll just get my breath back first, he decided thinking better of it. But he knew he wasn’t going to get the chance just yet as he heard Lucy declare that ‘they’ were growing.

Before he could look up Lucy grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face into her crouch. James tried to push away but Lucy’s hand held him fast. With her free hand Lucy took James’s hands one at a time to her breasts, to James’s horror he could only reach the underside of her breasts, however he could still feel them begin to expand. Realising James couldn’t reach any further Lucy began to squeeze her left breast herself.

“Oh my god” breathed Lucy, she loved how easily she held James against her crotch, his struggles made it even better as his face rubbed against her jeans. She could feel herself getting wet as she pinched and kneaded her nipple through James’s shirt which was now really beginning to struggle against her swelling chest.

James gasped for breath as he struggled against Lucy. He could feel the dampness beginning to come through trousers as the smell filling his nose got stronger. His tiring arms dropped away from her breast so he tried to wrap them around Lucy and was got yet another shock when he discover he couldn’t reach round her hips, so he just squeezed her arse instead.

Suddenly there was a snapping noise and Lucy released James who stumbled back gasping at the free air. When he caught his breath he looked up at Lucy with a look of disbelief at what had just happened on his face. Lucy however was preoccupied with the shirt she was wearing.

“Shoot, I burst a button, sorry I’ll fix it later.”

Looking at the shirt James could see a gaping hole suggesting the third button down had indeed surrendered to its round prisoners. James wasn’t bothered by the damage to his shirt at all, in fact it was like it was giving its owner a glimpse of the huge chest it contained.

“This is going to look ridiculous now,” commented Lucy as she attempted to pull the gap closed, with a sigh she gave up. She then undid the button above the gap and straightened the shirt collar out. James’s mouth gapped open at this offering of a wide and very, very long V-neck that displayed, to James perspective, what must have been at least a 2 foot long cleavage line. The neck line was so low that it reached the summit of Lucy’s increasingly generous chest.

“There,” stated Lucy still looking down at the shirt, “Dad would kill me for having such a low neck line, but I would look silly with a hole in the middle of my top, wouldn’t I?” she directed the question to James

“I guess so” answered James quietly, his eyes not leaving the dark line of cleavage.

With a smile Lucy leant over to offer James an even better view. “Enjoying the Previews?” asked Lucy

James nodded slightly.

“Well the rest is not until later,” she said defiantly. She stood up and took a step forward as she spoke. Both her face and the cleavage disappeared behind the underside of her breasts and James was once again left looking at the top of her crotch.

“Besides, it’s my turn now” continued Lucy. She went to go and pick a bowling ball, but stopped before she took a single step. James watched as she instead reached into the top of jeans with her hand. “On second thoughts, think I might nip to the little girl’s room.”

She retracted her hand and made her way towards the toilets. James gave a sign of relief, finally he could catch his breath properly.

“Oh,” said Lucy suddenly looking back, “while I’m gone would you be a dear and move the bowling aid please”

James’s shoulder’s dropped and with a sigh he made his way towards the bowling aid.

* * *

James was slumped on one of the chairs when Lucy came back. He saw her stuff something in her bag before walking over to him and place a half pint of beer on the seat next to him.

“Thought you looked like you needed a drink” explained Lucy as she sat down in the next seat.

“Thanks” replied James as he picked up the glass, it was a bit bigger than a pint glass, but James could at least imagine it was a pint and return a bit of normality. He took a long, deep, refreshing drink of his beer as Lucy had some of her own drink. There was short silence as both enjoyed the short break in their ‘game.’

Lucy broke the silence by shuffling her huge form into the seat next to James, with a slight hesitation she spoke again.

“James, you are enjoying yourself aren’t you?”

James didn’t answer immediately. As mentioned before he did not have a great history with women, his main experiences where two separate nights back at his place were neither had gone a hundred percent to plan leaving him unsure. He didn’t know whether to admit that deep down he loved the fact that Lucy was taking control of every sexual encounter as it meant his inexperience meant little.

“Lucy tonight’s been amazing, is amazing”

“Good. I don’t know why, but I’ve always had a thing for shy guys.” Admitted Lucy suggestively as she turned towards James; her breasts now a mere few centimetres from his face. “So you don’t need to worry so much James. I might be getting stronger than you, but I won’t do anything you don’t want to. And besides, I know something that might make you feel like you’re on a more level playing field.” She leant in further and whispered: “you’re not the only one going commando anymore.”

James immediately looked over towards Lucy’s bag and then back at Lucy who nodded slightly and then got up to pick a bowling ball.

Wow, thought James. She as right of course, James was enjoying the night but was very nervous due to his unsurety over women and over shrinking, but James decided that he was going to throw caution to the wind and enjoy himself. So he finished the rest of his HALF-pint in one go and went to join Lucy at the lane.

As he reached Lucy she set off to take her shot. It was a good thing James had accepted what was going to happen tonight because Lucy had scored another strike adding another 20 points to her score.

“There goes another 5 inches” remarked James

With a grin Lucy lifted James off the floor and held him against the wall so that he was level with her face. She smiled excitedly as he began to dwindle again. This time James kissed her first and Lucy reacted with unrivalled passion kissing him back with vigour. Her tongue invaded his mouth with ease filling it to an extent there almost wasn’t room for his own tongue.

Her lips covered his entire mouth as he shrank further. Lucy held him against the wall by the arms so he remained level with her.

They continued kissing after the shrinking stopped. Lucy was in full control of course but she did let James kiss her back, it sent shivers down her spine feeling his small tongue searching her mouth for hers.

Finally she broke the kissing but still held him against the wall.

“Wow, I’ve always loved being held up against a wall, but it’s even better being this side” panted Lucy

Lucy gave James another kiss before slowly lowering him to the floor and then quickly straightening to see the new difference in their height.

“Wow you’re less than half my height now” exclaimed Lucy.

It was true at two and a half feet tall Lucy’s legs were now definitely taller than James and standing this close meant there was no chance of seeing Lucy’s face past the blue checks of his shirt which was struggling to contain her gravity deifying breasts. James silently hoped he’d be able to get them another cup or two bigger before he could no longer play, which he knew wasn’t too far away.

“Come on little toddler,” joked Lucy as she took a couple of steps back, “I’m not done growing yet. Let’s hope you can still lift the ball. You get the bowling aid and I’ll get the ball for you.”

* * *

James stood panting beside the ball Lucy had brought him wondering how the hell he was going to lift it. The bright orange coloured ball mockingly marked with the word ‘Light’ was nearly a third of his height; to think Lucy’s ball was a good two inches taller. Then again she might as well have two bowling balls down her top, concluded James to himself.

“Are you going to go or not?” called Lucy from the scorer’s chair, “I know how to override the score so I can always set your score to zero if you can’t pick it up.”

“You just worry about buying me a new shirt when you burst that one” James shouted back

“Come on then, just five big points to make my boobs grow again,”

James looked at the massive ball beside him and gave a short involuntary gulp before setting himself to lift the ball.

“Shit,” muttered James as he tested the weight of the ball and then readjusting his stance. “Nothing for it,” he sighed, “One, two… three!”

On three he threw all his strength into lifting the ball. The weight of the ball made his arms shake in protest, but James ignored the strain and shuffled towards the bowling aid. James controlled his breathing: blowing and drawing in every breath forcefully as he lifted the ball to his right shoulder, before letting it rest there for a moment. He was now about the same height as the bowling aid so he would need to lift the ball above his head knowing if he dropped the bones in his foot wouldn’t be broken, more like shattered. He didn’t want to admit, but he knew this was likely to be his last frame.

With another burst of effort he lifted the ball onto the bowling aid. This time he had no control over the release of the ball it just went as soon as it landed on the metal track. James let his body fall to the ground and sat panting as he watched the ball roll down the lane.

“Just knock five over” breathed James, “just five”

But it was not to be; the ball only knocked over four pins.

“Oh come on!” huffed James

“Nevermind,” commented Lucy.

Still sitting on the floor James spun around to see Lucy standing, well he didn’t know what to measure it in, he’d lost all references with his height, she was at least far enough away that he could see her face for once. He could also see the bowling ball she was holding just above her shoulder.

“Bloody hell she’s big” he breathed quietly. With sitting down she was more like a three storey building stretching high above him, before too long he wouldn’t have to sit to sit down to get that affect. The thought made James stand up very quickly which made him feel a bit bigger.

“Good only two stories now” he muttered to himself

“What?” asked Lucy

“Nothing,” James quickly replied

“Fair enough” shrugged Lucy. “But come on, you have another shot”

James starred at her as she held the ball out in front of him: still panting from the last shot he felt like she’d just asked him to run another marathon.

Reluctantly James took the ball from Lucy and, shuffling his feet, made his way to the lane. Standing alongside the bowling aid he began to summon the strength to once again lift the ball on to the metal track.

“One… Two… Three!” On three he lifted the ball, but before he could direct the ball to the bowling aid his shaking arms gave in and dropped the ball. With a yelp James jumped backwards to save his feet from the massive ball which landed with a thud in front of him before beginning to roll away. And before James could stop it the ball fell into the gutter and rolled away down the lane disappearing at the far end.

James looked on in disbelief as Lucy crouched down beside him.

“I reckon your game’s finished” suggested Lucy

James just nodded, he might only lose a few inches at a time, but his loss of strength was exponential compared to the height he lost. He could barely lift a bowling ball now, if he could even reach the bowling aid after Lucy’s next go he certainly wouldn’t be able to lift a bowling ball that high.

“Doesn’t matter, I’m very happy with, what would they be… G cups? Yeah G cups, don’t you agree?” she asked while squeezing her breasts between her arms. Even though she was couching down James only came up to Lucy’s chin and couldn’t help staring down Lucy’s dark chasm. He James nodded,

“Definitely…”

Lucy laughed and then to James’s disappointment stood up lifting her chest out of reach.

“Either way,” continued Lucy, “these tits will at least seem even bigger to you before long.” She laughed again as she pulled the bowling aid away from the lane before making her way to the ball cradle. James followed watching her nice bum sway side to side just above his head. Her backside was so distracting that he didn’t notice Lucy stop and walked straight into the back of her legs.

“Oh, carefully little guy” giggled Lucy. Fully aware of why he had walked into her, Lucy exaggerated bending over to pick up the bowling ball thrusting her tightly jeans-packed arse into James’s face. When she stood up again she turned so that James was once again face to crotch with her jeans and then with a sly smile and a slight hop she lifted her leg and walked over James who spun round flabbergasted; he really was small.

“And you’re still getting smaller” Lucy called back over her shoulder.

Lucy set herself and then bowled another strike.

“Yes!” cheered Lucy, she then turned back towards James and threw both her fists up in the air. James’s jaw dropped as both Lucy’s breasts jumped out of her borrowed shirt. Despite feeling and being smothered by them James had not yet seen Lucy’s breasts naked and they confirmed his imagination and hope; they looked as perfect as they felt with perky and well-proportioned nipples.

“Opps” pouted Lucy, but she didn’t do anything about them. Instead she walked over to James and leant over so they dangled in front of his face. “So what do you think?”

“Big” was all James managed

“I agree” replied Lucy analytically, “I must say I’m very happy with you handy work. Have a feel, you are the one that made this big.”

James took one breast in both his hands, testing their weight.

“That’s a heavy boob,” remarked James, “It’s almost as heavy as that bowling ball”

Lucy laughed which sent tremors through both her breasts and James’s arms.

Actually they feel like they’re getting heavier, thought James, and bigger.

“Shit I’m shrinking” exclaimed James dropping Lucy’s breast.

“Did you forget?” chuckled Lucy as she straightened up, “by the looks of things you’ve already finished”

James was now about level with the middle of Lucy’s huge thighs which were almost as wide as him too.

“Just under twenty-eight inches” said Lucy looking at the scoreboard, “so just under two foot four.

“God I’m tiny” exclaimed James as he adjusted the strong on his makeshift toga which like the rest of his clothes had, started to become too long for him.

“Aww, but you are soo cute down there” teased Lucy ruffling his hair

“Hey!” objected James not appreciating the ‘cute’

“Stop complaining. Here let me help you with your dress” offered Lucy kneeling down

“Dress!” exclaimed James objecting again, Lucy just smiled and winked at him as she adjusted the straps on the white tank top James was wearing.

Lucy set the straps to the shortest they would go but the top still reached down to James’s knees. It was also getting too wide so Lucy lifted the straps over his head and crossed them onto opposite shoulders.

“There” said Lucy standing up, “now I just need to do something about mine, can’t have my boobs hanging out when there’s a little boy running round” she joked as she undid the buttons bellow her bare breasts

“I’m not complaining” piped James

“I don’t doubt it. They look pretty good thanks to you.”

Removing the shirt she unceremoniously dropped it on top of James’s head and walked off towards the seats. James lifted the shirt off his head and examined it. It felt odd to think this shirt used to be slim fitting to him, and now, to his own amusement, was more like an oversized robe.

A sudden movement on the scoreboard television caught James’s eye and he looked up to see a 0 added to his score sheet’

James wheeled round to see Lucy, still bare chested, standing over the scoring terminal.

“Hey, hey, hey!” he shouted running over to Lucy, “what are you doing?”

“Putting none as your score since you can bowl anymore” Lucy answered as if there was no reason she shouldn’t be doing it

“Who said I can’t?” argued James. Lucy raised her eyebrow and James instantly regretted what he said, he knew for a fact he wouldn’t be able to hold a bowling ball. “What I mean is…”

“Oh I get your meaning, here let me help.” She walked over to the bowling ball rack and picked out the light orange ball easily with her thumb and two fingers. “Come on” she insisted, holding out the ball. James nervously walked up to her and held out his hands, which shook slightly. Lucy lowered the ball into his hands making him take some of the weight. As soon as James’s expression told Lucy he thought he could handle the weight of the ball after all, she let go of the ball. It was almost cartoony the way James fell to the floor clutching the ball. Lucy laughed. “I think your game is definitely over.”

“Fine.” snorted James.

Lucy replaced the ball and walked back over to the terminal. James followed and watched dejectedly as Lucy typed in his scoreless round.

“My turn again already?” joked Lucy

“Haha” replied a sarcastic James

“Oh cheer up, besides it’s the last round anyway, how much more damage can I do with one ikle frame, hmmm? And when we’re finished we can play a different game” proposed Lucy cupping her breasts. “Talking of which…” She turned, dug into her hand bag and pulled out her purple jumper. Pulling it on she commented about its new tightness. The stretch from her new chest resulted in her belly button being on show.

Lucy picked out her bowling ball and got ready to bowl. “Time to see how small you’re going to be, for now anyway.”

“For now?” questioned James, but Lucy didn’t pay attention instead she took her shot, her breast bouncing unrestrained under the stretchy jumper as she ran. To Lucy’s delight and James’s acceptance of the impossibility of anything else, Lucy knocked down every pin for another strike.

“That gives me another two shots!” pointed out Lucy as she jogged back quickly to get her ball.

Lucy collected the ball and set herself for another shot as James watched the score adjust to 207, he wouldn’t even be a third of his original height after this game.

Before Lucy even let go of the ball James muttered the resulting score: strike.

“Four! Come on Lucy, you’ve never got five in a row before, get it and you get a new high score too!” muttered Lucy psyching herself up for the final shot.

She didn’t even look at James as she prepared herself for her last shot. James felt like she was actually generally more interested in getting a new high score, he on the other hand was well aware that he already stood to lose thirteen more inches on this frame so far. Lucy bowled her last ball and it drove straight and true knocking down all the pins for her ninth and final strike of the game.

“YES” she cheered loudly spinning around to face the seating area where her eyes detected James. “And now for my reward!” rejoiced Lucy marching over to James.

She lifted him up with her hands under his arms and turned to face the scoreboard.

“247.” she read out loud, “A new high score for me, and more importantly another seventeen inches from you!”

“Seventeen!” exclaimed James, “That’s…” he was interrupted by the powerful force of the shrinking sensation suddenly coursing through his body. He closed his eyes to battle the pleasurable feeling forcing his groin to tighten.

The shrinking was faster than ever as if it was trying to do all seventeen inches in the time it had done the first five so long ago. Lucy smiled as she watched James dwindle in her hands. She whipped the makeshift toga off his body before he disappeared under it. This time James didn’t care being naked this time, the shrinking sensation was too strong for him even to register shame.

Lucy switched to one hand, her fingers now able to wrap around and almost meet her thumb. Suddenly she was feeling hot too. I’m holding a man in my right hand, just my right hand she thought excitedly as she moaned slightly; the power. It was clear James was struggling to keep control against the sensation, if his arms could reach over her hand he’d probably be masturbating already. With the thought of the control she had she almost lost it herself, but something touched her little finger so she raised her hand containing James to look. She almost laughed. His body had shrunk so much his little erect member was poking the bottom of her hand as it covered his entire torso. She lifted him up to her face and engulfed his entire penis with a single peck kiss. James visibly shuddered at the touch.

“How many will it take?” whispered Lucy before kissing his penis again, “one,” she gave his member another peck, “two,” James stiffened in her hand, “th…ree… can he get to five?” The fourth kiss was slightly longer and James erupted onto Lucy’s upper lip, who instinctively licked it. “Nope, four.”

James relaxed inside Lucy’s grip panting for a moment before opening his eyes again. He had stopped shrinking now at ten and a quarter inches. Lucy was huge. She had more than doubled in relative size since he had close his eyes.

“Oh my god” gasped James

“No, it’s just me, Lucy. Though I suppose I must me goddess-like”

“You’re fucking huge!”

“And you’re so cute” she squealed as she began kissing him all over, “my own little living doll”

“Doll!” objected James

“Well you’re about the same size as Ken, we can check later if you want, I think we have one at the house somewhere.”

James didn’t know what to say. He decided he’d probably have to accept that this wasn’t going to ever sink in properly. She was massive, a real giantess. It would be impossible to comprehend the power she had over him, though she seemed to handle him very softly so far. It then occurred to him what Lucy had said.

“What you’re taking me home with you, like this?”

“Of course silly, well to my student house, all my house mates have gone home this weekend so we’ll have it all to ourselves and that’s where the games will really start.”

Only in James’s daydreaming did he ever go back with Lucy to her house, and that was only about seven hours ago in their lecture. How things can change in such a small time.

“But before we go back there’s the matter of finishing the game.”

“huh?” enquired a confused James, he was hardly going to be able to take his turn now. But Lucy didn’t carry him towards the balls. Instead she walked straight past them to the score terminal. She placed James on top of the terminal and began to key in the instruction to change the score. James watched as she typed in the command then press the zero key, she then repeated the command, but before she could press the zero key James quickly pressed the number closest to him: seven. They both automatically looked at the score card to see James’s score change to 86. James then looked at Lucy and gave her a mischievous smile.

“Looks like a pair of double Gs for you” he grinned

“Why you cheeky little squirt” she laughed, “just for that”

James yelped as Lucy leant in and knocked him down onto the keyboard with her right breast and then used it to trap him against the console. She was about to speak, but instead moaned as the growing sensation returned to her chest. She wanted to close her eyes and enjoy it but forced herself to watch James frantically push against her breast, his head and shoulders the only part of him that she could see protruding out the top.

James could feel Lucy’s breast growing on top of him and though she wasn’t resting its full weight on top of him it was enough for the terminal to beep in protest to its buttons being pressed. Suddenly James was aware of Lucy’s giant erect nipple pushing through the jumper into his crotch. He began to grind against as best he could, he absentmindedly wondered if Lucy could feel him. She could, which is why she suddenly grabbed him from under her chest and brought him to her face.

“I have got to get you home” she breathed

She looked round and saw her large handbag and hurried over to it. She placed James into the bag despite his objections.

“Look stay in there, I’ve got to quickly tidy up then we’ll go.” Before James could reply she closed the bag and lifted the strap onto her shoulder.

James steadied himself against the numerous objects in her bag, it was difficult to stay still as Lucy rushed around obviously clearing away their stuff and closing up the bowling alley. There was a strong smell in the bag that James couldn’t quite place. It wasn’t long before James felt the chill of the night followed by a clunking sound.

“I’ve locked up, it’s only a ten minute walk to my house, we’ll be there in no time” she said excitingly to her bag

Inside James shivered against the cold, it was then he noticed the object guilty of the smell. It was Lucy’s red silk panties. Eagerly he pulled them over to where he was sitting. The panties we’re still a little damp, but they were warm, so he wrapped them over his shoulders. The smell of Lucy was nearly overpowering and James sat their wondering what was install for him at Lucy’s house.

To be continued…




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