have anthro gf
she's a grey cat girl with a white belly and hair
she's pretty chill but ghosts you every now and then
like so chill you needed people to put the cheating idea in your head
and it left your headmeat faster than it entered
you just happened on her secret by pure fucking chance
she ran out of pills in a bottle that she left on the counter
you decided to help out like a good bf and refill the prescription
pharmacist looked horrified even after you explain it's your sweetheart's
get a little confused; you don't know what the words meant but figured it was a girl's meds
gf is tearing the house apart looking for the papers but is acting cagey as fuck
give her the baggie and she looks worse than the pharmacist
ask what the fuck it is and she clams up
decide to fuck with her and start looking up the drug on your phone
she freaks as you ham up spelling it out
one game of keep-away later and she doubles over in pain
expect it to be a ruse but dive for her anyway
land into a pair of engorged kitty titties
her voice is lowering as she grows higher
can only step back as her muscles relax and expand
don't back up enough as she smoothly transforms into her macro frame and fills the room
she moans and cries a little in pain as her body shudders to a stop
still hurting but terrified of you
realize she's waiting on you
so you climb up onto her by gripping her now skin-tight clothes
she stammers out a barely intelligible "what do you think?"
...
"you're pretty cool."
grab a controller and flop onto her now cut belly
she's dumbfounded while you're thanking her for missing the TV in the furniture carnage
she finally admits the drug is to keep her smol
ask if she missed a dose and she gets defensive
tries to be accusative when explaining that stress burns through it
and being afraid you'd leave like the rest stressed her hard
and that growing like that is extremely painful
pause the game and glare at her
climb over her now-massive tits
stare down a carnivorous gf who's now big enough to use as a couch
then flick her hard in the nose
she has to feign the flinch but you're more focused on her hurting herself
just tear into her in a way she's never seen you before about how stupid she is
then you interrogate her and find out she's perfectly fine, and teary-eyed over you caring so much
return to the game and offer her the other controller
she's freakishly good with a "tiny" controller
like she's good enough to get comfy at beating you silly in-game
so comfy that she asks how you can be so chill with being with a macro
she catches the annoyance in your voice
"you're not a macro. you're you... macro's just a part of that."
hits her hard enough you start to win
cut off the "but" by loudly saying she could be that girl who was exiled from that macro country for being too big...
controller go crunch
because she proved that girl is the best person you ever fucking met
there's some silence as you let the controller slide under her thigh
followed by your shoes as you turn and ask how she's still this small
something about how the drugs can handle a lot of stress, but she's a special case
"what kind of stress?"
she wuts
you dip your toes into her slit and massage her button
her nips instantly push up against her spandex shirt
she's too flustered to make big not cute
smirk, shrug your brow, and slide into her perfectly-tight shorts
she gets into it and abandon any fears of you leaving tomorrow
get wrapped firmly in some firm, fuzzy hands
squeezed perfectly right and get harder than you knew you could
it keeps you in place until you ask her for some help
gently forced into her rhythm to her much louder "sure"
watch in awe as her tits come crashing down after she pulls her shirt off one-handed
she abandons the inside voice as she moans your name
then roars it while her walls come crashing down on you
cream hard and collapse on her abs
wake up to find she's back to "normal"
she has breakfast and a few ground rules going forward
and yes, she's willing to own the fact she's over a half-mile tall
and yes, you will get to see that every now and then
since she has to take a break to avoid explosive regrowth
decide to egg her on and ask if she's getting a modeling deal
there's some self-loathing issues you're going to work on with her
negotiate with her to give some space but you get to enjoy her doing big shit
kicks off a new chapter of bonding with a sweetheart
she's quickly eating her words about you not riding on her shoulder
prescription on her meds gets customized so she can have more room-filling fun
it's somehow easier to give her a back massage when her back is taller than you
and she even starts to begrudgingly go out as a manageable macro in safe areas
and with just a couple months of your magic, she doesn't give a shit about her size anymore
you even started to ride in her clothing when she was big enough
end up in her ass crack more than a few times
she starts leaving it immaculate for you then gets "careless"
refit the house so she can chill as a twenty-something foot tall titan
her part of the house becomes something amazing to walk through with all the big furniture
plus, your man cave has a door so she can snatch you up when you beat her in games
so she can push you into either her cleavage or nethers depending on how bad you beat her
occasionally go two for two and leave her panting hard enough to cause a windstorm
leaves her dragging you along her belly and into her cheek to cuddle
spend the afterglow talking about what you want to do together
she's long ago shot down your schemes to visit a macro country
you're excited that she's scheduled to go full-sized for a week soon
she's begun dropping hints of hoping you get titan fever and can then do real big shit with her