Rubbing the lovely cat's chin as they purr and begin to grow. Standing on the couch to reach, their legs stretching to fill the room and the adjoining hallway. Clothes tearing at the seams with every hike upwards in height, each exhale a little deeper, more powerful, more... needy.
From tall to minigiant as you crave the tender affections, arching your back while the shirt tears off exposing giant breasts, and your pants rip along the inner seam, a behemoth length already half the otter's height.
All that building power and size and you're still sensitive to my every touch.
Imagine plaster and wood and concrete buckling and giving way against your powerful body as you outgrow the whole building, immense and naked and gorgeous.
And yet the biggest thrill comes from the tiny tagalong, an otter protected from the tubble by being cupped against a breast.
Legs buckling, knees shaking, a resounding city-quaking boom as you drop to your knees when little hands grasp at a perked nipple and soft tongue traces its shape.
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All that building power and size and you're still sensitive to my every touch.
And yet the biggest thrill comes from the tiny tagalong, an otter protected from the tubble by being cupped against a breast.