Exposure - 15 (3/5) - Over The Top
14 Dec 2023Kasumi Goto
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A grin grew larger and larger on Meowers’ face, she might’ve felt like her cheeks were about to crack as she watched the spectacle that took place right in front of her. The sound of a snapping belt buckle made her chuckle loudly, but she suppressed the first wave of laughter successfully, pressing a hand against her mouth. Her eyes narrowed and she had to struggle to keep them open enough to enjoy the next part of the show.
The sound of tearing fabric and the expression on my face were irresistible for her. Meowers leaned back and let out a loud laughter, squeezing her eyes tightly shut, laughing until she ran out of breath completely, then desperately catching more air to laugh a little longer.
"Aaaah... Phew... Pfffft!.. That was... Something!", finally, she regained the ability to assemble words from sounds she's been producing.
"Ah, I swear, no more experiments... And I can't do them anymore, anyway. But don't look at me like you completely disliked it!”
”I only enjoyed the part where I got to call you an idiot.”, I snapped back, not too amused, since there was a certain crowd gathered around, most of them staring at me, the snapped belt at my feet, and the ridiculously tight pants I had. Not to mention the ludicrous display of cleavage that I couldn’t adequately cover up.
I decided to sit down, if just to avoid any accidents happening to my pants. Luckily, even though they barely resembled their original shape, they held up perfectly fine to that test. Despite some groaning coming from the fabric. Then I sighed.
“I told you we should’ve done this in private. And I’m not giving you control again.”
I kind of wanted to summon a new bra and replace the broken one, if just to regain some dignity, but couldn’t, and wouldn’t do that in front of a crowd of gawkers. Without them, I might have had some positive takeaway from the whole situation.
"Uh. Oops."
Meowers looked around at the crowd, finally noticing it. Some of them were taking pictures. Luckily, in the case of NPCs, that was a simple imitation of the behaviour common to most people who had their intellectual capacity in the lower parts of the 'healthy' range. And a bit lower. Those pics weren't saved anywhere, according to the official documents, they didn't even 'exist', only an animation of a person taking a photo. Nevertheless, it looked definitely realistic, and was realistically annoying and maybe even upsetting.
"Okay, I'll go fix that." Meowers let out a deep sigh and stood up from the grass.
Making a few steps forward, she clapped her hands quite audibly and shouted:
"Alright, alright folks, the show is over, now go back home... Pleeeease," and that last word, said in a mocking tone, was accompanied by waving both hands back and forth on a waist level, as if she was trying to shoo an annoying animal.
"There wouldn't have needed to be a show in the first place.", I remarked, in a somewhat bitter tone.
The crowd quickly dissipated, clearly not too interested in arguing with a two and a half meter tall person. And I sighed.
"Thanks.", I said in a somewhat low voice, not finding it appropriate to not react. "I guess it wouldn't have been... too bad if those idiots weren't watching. In a weird, twisted way, bursting out of those was... kind of fun."
I summoned a new bra and pulled the broken one out of my shirt as discreetly as I could. The clasp at the back had snapped, as had the solid piece of fabric connecting its two halves together at the front. I threw it at Meowers as a bit of an inappropriate joke, then slipped the other one in. Because I was weird, it only fit E cup breasts, which was still quite tight when fitted onto what was effectively F size. However close the numbers of the sliders were to those measurements, anyway.
Then I stood up again, kind of... trying to ignore the creaking of the straining pants. I was definitely way too big for them. And looking at, or feeling, my hips, pretty much told that same story. The 'gap' at the back was kind of, very deep, just about on the limit of being even half-decent, while my hip and thigh width spread well past my shoulders. Albeit, not nearly as much as the excessive test I had done before this.
"You know, if my body wasn't as small, this might not have been bad."
Dodging the bra pieces launched at her, Meowers commented in a jokingly teasing tone:
"There were... Occasions of women throwing their underwear at me, but I'm definitely going to remember that one. Or two halves, correctly."
Looking at my lower half squeezed into trousers of an obviously smaller size, she had to suppress the giggling again, biting her lower lip from the inside.
"So... Does that mean that you want to...", she held her flattened palms on the waist level, a few centimetres away from the body, "...Increase the middle too?"
I placed my hands on my - very definitely oversized, at this point - hips, as fists, and provided Meowers with a disapproving look that was enough of an answer itself, even without me responding.
“No, no, I’m definitely not making anything bigger from here. I like my waist as it is, thanks very much.”
I let my hands hang again, as much as I could when they touched my hips purely by letting them drop to a natural position - which was distracting, to say the least - and took a few cautionary steps, trying to figure out how to walk with this size. And tightness of pants, without causing any unfortunate incidents to them.
It was… difficult, and different even to my preferred shape, where I had to take care to move the legs sufficiently outward already. And even then, they always rubbed against each other.
“Not sure I’ll stay like this for… too long, let’s say. Feels like I’m gonna tear through those pants just by walking in them enough. And …”
I threw a hinting glance at my exposed upper hips and waist, or as much as I could see past that oversized chest and the mountain of cleavage it presented. Instinctively, my hands were placed on them again, too, this time with the palm facing inward.
“Well, I might not be opposed to the idea of ruining some clothes… virtual clothes… but definitely not where people can see it. And I’m not sure I want to know why you got underwear thrown at you.”
"Ah, those were, kind of, wild times. When I was in my late teens, phah", Meowers chuckled in response, still observing my careful attempts to walk.
"We may return to the private apartment space, if you want, though..." she looked around, mostly at the sky, the beautiful sunset gradient it was now. "I have another idea on my mind."
“Oh? And what would that idea be?”
I decided to sit down again, getting a bit annoyed at the way the pants still protested against the movement. And also vanished the busted belt from existence.
“I don’t think I’ll be needing one when my pants are this tight. They hold themselves. And we haven’t yet screwed around with some of the… ‘locals’. Might show you one other thing once we’re in private, though. And done… out here.”
Meowers nodded upwards indicatively, replying to my question..
"Look at this. Beautiful. If not this... Day, session, whatever... I'd really like to have some rooftop sunset gazing. Close to the water, and the breeze, preferably."
"Maybe you're not used to seeing some aesthetics-noticing behaviour parts in me. Me, myself, neither. Something new.” Giggling a little, with the first part of the phrase said almost in an apologetic tone, she added. ”Anyway, let's go make fun of the locals. NPCs can tolerate and forgive anything. And if they don't, I’m here to fix it, phah."
“Should’ve done that earlier. Before you decided I had to be so big I burst out of a belt and bra.”
I stretched my arms upward and shifted my lower body slightly, looking around at the same time.
“And I’m not exactly known for my… let’s call it, ‘romantic’ side, but I can appreciate a good view when I see one anyway. Doesn’t all have to be blood-stained floors or ground with guts all over the place. Anyway …”
I had spotted a suitable ‘target’, walking along a path by herself, far enough away to be out of listening distance.
“See that woman over there?”
And I expanded her hips by about two points, holding in a bit of a giggle with my right hand, at seeing the NPC’s surprised and confused reaction at why she suddenly had a lower body nearly twice its size.
Watching the surprised reaction of that NPC, Meowers giggled at first, but then couldn't help but laugh: so confusedly she looked. First loud 'ah!' turned into mild swearing as she inspected her legs, turning her upper body left and right and slapping her own thighs, baffled and unsure what had just happened and what to do next.
"Ah... Damn, what a mess, phah. Imagine yourself... Ah, no, you'd probably liked that."
Meowers found another NPC, in a different direction relative to us, unaware of what was happening.
"See that guy over there? Could you enlarge his butt ridiculously?"
”Uh… yeah, no, that’s gross. If you want to do it yourself, though, feel free.”
I decided to actually plan out my control sharing this time. Primarily, in removing the ability of Meowers to screw around with my body before I hit the confirm button. There didn’t need to be any more downsizing, or clothing casualties.
“And yes, I totally would’ve enjoyed that if it was me in place of that woman.”
"Gross or not, here we go..." Meowers muttered, pulling out the interface. Without any other additions, focusing only on the rear side of that poor bastard, she pushed the slider to the right violently, making the resulting value somewhat like 2.5 times bigger.
Unlucky NPC stopped on his tracks, jumped in surprise and hilariously shrieked, then placing both hands on his newly acquired property. Swearing audibly, he frantically looked around, definitely unwilling to be discovered in a predicament of that kind, and searched for a way to retreat relatively safely. Crouching and hiding, like a very, very cartoonised spy from a stupid movie, he made his way out of our field of view. Of course, with his hands remaining on the same spot.
"Aaaaaahahahaha!" Finally, once there was no need to suppress the laughter anymore, Meowers let it out. "Isn't that amusing?"
"I guess... kind of."
I spotted a couple of ladies looking at each other a certain way... and very close to each other. So I bumped Meowers with my elbow and pointed their way. Then I added some mass to the breasts of one of the women, causing them to jump right into the other as they at least doubled in size.
The recipient of the treatment was quite confused, but her partner looked at it with something of an interest. So, as a counterpart, I made her hips bigger by roughly the same scaling.
"I might… even them out later." I whispered to Meowers, barely able to hold in the giggling.
Still recovering from a bout of laughter, Meowers looked at the couple I pointed her at and witnessed the unexpected, for them, alteration.
"Aw, dammit, that's so... Amusingly stupid! Just," unable to continue the sentence, she laughed again and then pointed a finger at them. "Just damn look at them. Did you just improve their lives?"
”Maybe I did …”, I slipped out in a, somewhat low, perhaps teasing, or seductive tone, that I quickly switched out of.
“And I’m about to make it even better for them!”
While it was an enthusiastic statement, it was kept low enough for only me and Meowers to hear… as I proceeded to enhance the unaffected features of either woman to an equal level as the one that had been expanded already. It didn’t take long for them to start a certain type of exploration of their new assets, particularly around their quite tightened pants, until they seemingly decided to find a better, and more private, spot, to figure themselves out.
“See, even more fun if the person you’re doing it to enjoys it.”, I said, while looking at Meowers. Though, a side eye was pointed at observing the now - very - curvy women walk away. Because I always had an eye for that.
She also watched as the two walked away and commented, nodding in their direction:
"Guess they're now going to get the most of it while it lasts, phah", then, lowering her head and rubbing the chin in the face of an unexpected wave of thoughts, added. "Isn't that what could be said about life in general?"
And, turning to me and winking with a smile, she finished what she wanted to say.
"And no surprise that people are always trying to get more of what they like the most."
”As long as it doesn’t involve making a woman burst out of her clothes in public.”, I remarked, putting emphasis on most of the latter half of that sentence. “But yeah, definitely. You might’ve guessed… a few times, that I like those features of myself. Lower half especially… I probably already said, but doesn’t hurt to repeat. Might leave out the tight clothes part from here, though.”
Then I looked in the direction of the couple again.
“If the simulation is smart, it’s going to save the state to be picked up again later. Wouldn’t it be a shame to just stop those two from existing?”
I closed my eyes for a moment, thinking.
“Yeah, okay, they’re just… scripts generated by a machine, but I’d like to think they’re gonna have a hell of a lot of fun somewhere private.”
My thoughts circled back to that other woman we saw, who was… quite likely to be a player. And imagined that she was probably equally busy either having ‘fun’, or screwing with passer-bys, by increasing their proportions. Female ones in particular.
“You know what I’m thinking? That other woman’s gonna help us turn this server into a madhouse of people with weird body proportions.”
"Hmmm!" The last question made Meowers produce a half-exclaiming sound. "Actually, I thought the same a little while ago. You know what?"
Nobody could hear us anyway, but she just liked the idea of doing so apparently: she leaned a little to my ear and whispered.
"I think you should add her to your friendlist... And share those things one day. Like, why not?"
“I guess, not a terrible idea. I was even thinking about doing the same myself… when we’re done here. Or maybe we run into her again. I kind of feel like that meeting we have earlier… wasn’t so much of a coincidence.”
I looked around - but nobody with a matching appearance, or enhanced body proportions, was currently nearby.
“Maybe I’ll talk about it with her… at some later point. Since we’ll probably be using this even when it’s just one of us around.”
I decided to lay down flat on the grass, despite the way that made me see almost nothing but exposed breast, and the weight of those funbags on my chest.
“You know, if that guy you screwed with was a player, that would actually be… pfff,” I held a hand in front of my mouth while making that amused noise. “Hilarious.”
Meowers came closer and sat onto the grass, pulling her legs closer to the body and wrapping her hands around them.
"There's a little... Private question I'd like to ask, if you don't mind," turning to me, she moved her hand slowly in the air, vaguely following my body lines with her palm relaxed.
"When... Why... You know. How did you come to liking that strange thing? Discovered it... And your interest?"
I looked at Meowers from my position on the ground, still able to see her past the - figurative - mountain of cleavage in my face, and shrugged.
“I’m not… too sure, to be honest. Maybe it happened when I found out I… preferred women over men. Or I randomly stumbled across it on the net… somehow. Honestly, even without me losing most of my memory because of Azimuth, I’m not sure I recall.”
I moved to an upright seated position, to shift the weight on the chest to somewhere more comfortable, and left my legs stretched out straight, in front of me.
“Does it really matter that much how I got to it? And I could ask you the same, when and how you found out you wanted to be silly tall.”
"Silly?" Meowers giggled. "Nah. I'm perfect!"
She stretched her legs in front of herself too, like I did. Unsurprisingly, mine were ending somewhere just below her knees.
"How and when? Well, accidentally, playing with those sliders, and it was simply mind-blowing," she replied in an innocent tone, to turn to something more explanatory later. “Wanted to set it to 200 just for the sake of that round number, but the slider had too much space to the right. Couldn’t stop... And here I am now, phah.”
"See, kids are mostly the same, but then they start to grow rapidly, and I grew taller and, um, wider than many others. And, for me, it was a blessing: I've become stronger and more resilient than most. Maybe everyone else in my class. Much likely. It was something I liked, and something I needed. So I quickly came to liking that in general. And that association, it seems so, subconsciously evolved into what I began seeing as the very essence of myself. And once I pushed that slider to the limit, it was... Well, really something."
"And why I thought that being strong and able to withstand shit is what I need..." She exhaled deeply. "Is an entirely different story. A sad one. But that 'feature' kept me alive, another reason to like it. At least in myself."
"Yeah, definitely not nearly as deep for me.”, I replied. “I just like big... parts. Features. Assets. Whatever word people like to use for those bits of the female body."
I decided to lay back down, with my arms pointing away from the body at a roughly forty-five degree angle, as if I was preparing to make a snow angel.
"And I'll be damned if it isn't nice. Maybe not quite as oversized as I am right now. The... other form of me, is about as big as it can be while remaining somewhat practical."
I sighed, not making a single move. Feeling how the weight on my chest moved from the inhalation and exhalation of air.
"I'm still not sure how good of an idea doing... this, would be. In reality. Be hard to go back to my form if I did, and I do like it a lot too. But later, maybe. I still have one last idea to test in private, which you can probably imagine. Me in sports clothing. Bigger. From what starting point... I'll decide when we get there."
"And I'll be damned if this," Meowers waved her hand slowly, over her own body, "isn't nice. So I guess everything is super personal, and we may successfully succumb to our weird stuff here, in the virtual space."
"Anyway, if you'd like to go somewhere private, lead the way," she nodded somewhere in the general direction of the nearest street. "Maybe the same 'my' apartment with a laughing bed."
"Ah, why 'laughing bed', you may ask. So, I've had a severe episode of uncontrollable cathartic laughter on it. Then, you laughed while laying on it too. So, once I've shown that VR stuff to Mion, well... Once she got to that bed too, she laughed. That makes it three out of three. A perfect score, I'd say!"
And she smiled happily.
"Well, that's... interesting, I guess. You can't sleep on that with your size though, I don't think.", I remarked.
"Yeah, I guess I should just drop a stack of mattresses onto the floor and call it a bed. Not so bad, actually, you don't have to clean any shit underneath it!"
I decided to stand up, rather than respond to Meowers’ answer, not having much more to say.. Slowly, and carefully, avoiding any unnecessary strain on the very tightened pants.
"I'm definitely gonna get this changed when we're back over there. In your apartment thingy. Seems like a good place, though I'm not sure if it has roof access."
I paused for a moment, remembering something I had forgotten entirely to remove at the point of disconnecting from the last session.
"You did remember to hide the camera before you invited her in, right?"
Meowers stood up and looked around. Then, once she heard about the camera, it started another unstoppable wave of giggling which she tried to suppress, and when she finally could, she replied.
"Yeah. Like, spotted it at the last moment and threw it under the same bed."
”Well, at least no incriminating material made it to a public not meant to see it.”, I joked, lightly at least. “Anyway, let’s go. I think we’ve done everything I wanted here. Just one last …”
I had spotted a somewhat… “flat”, woman, walking around, looking… anxious, maybe? And I wanted to have a bit of fun. So I set both of her ‘parts’ to increase to a quite generous size, not quite to reach the edge of the shoulders, but a really good body nonetheless. And then hit apply, over the course of… about a minute.
I watched her hips and breasts rapidly swell up from relatively small to very nice and curvy, perhaps even almost tripling in size, the woman, perhaps a little younger than me, first being surprised, then absolutely loving the experience, getting so absorbed in fondling her growing curves to not notice the outside world at all.
Yet, despite the original starting point, it meant she still was not as big as me when it finished, and her clothes were quite snug as well as revealing. Watching the experience was… quite turning on for me. Making me want to do that on myself… again.
“Okay, now I’m satisfied.”, I proclaimed, accompanied with a matching facial expression. “Let’s actually go.”
I observed the recently expanded woman as we walked off toward the apartment.
"Hm," Meowers looked at another case of unexpectedly increasing body parts. "Do you have some sort of a radar? Like, three out of four really liked it even without being annoyed, upset or shocked. I know that I'd be shocked having that all of a sudden."
"Like, sometimes it surprises me," she shrugged. "Anyway, yeah, let's move."
“Maybe I do.”, I replied, shrugging, while walking. “Or it was just dumb luck. I didn’t screw with the settings like that, at least.”
With that subject concluded, for now, a sort of relaxed silence set in between us, there not seeming to be much else to talk about.