Grow Larger

With a click of his fingers, John cursed his mother to grow larger, or more monstrous, every time she felt lust. And as he watched her look down on him with a predatory look, he knew she felt far more lust than anyone else could.

More arms grew down her sides the longer she stared, until she had twenty long limbs stretching out towards him, playing over his body and undressing him quickly and efficiently. As his cock sprung free from its confinement, there was a ripping sound as his mother's nurse uniform ripped from a sudden growth spurt.

Her twenty arms bloom with muscle as her breasts multiply and balloon down her front. She pulled him into her chest and squished him between the twelve, J-cup boobs that adorned her chest. Her five dozen abdominal muscles flexed and massaged his body. To John, it was absolute heaven. Every inch of his body was being shown such wonderful affection. To his mother, however, it was unbearable. Her son was attractive, and it turned her on to see him squirm and be massaged by her large form, but she wanted more. She was unbelievably horny, she needed release!

With a groan, her body morphed further, and five, barbed, prehensile snake cocks grew from above her enormous vagina. They were already hard, so she used four of her muscular arms to lower John onto one of her two-foot shaft, her other sixteen vigorously rubbing her other lengths. As she got closer to orgasm, her body grew larger and larger. Her coils tightened with every motion, so strong that they crushed the solid marble kitchen island to pieces with ease. Her monolithic form rose higher, breaking through the roof and all the walls that enclosed her.

Soon, the whole house was collapsing around her, though her impenetrable scales were impervious to any sort of damage. She wrapped herself around her son to protect him, even as he was screaming while she thrust her unimaginably large cock in and out of him. Finally, she let out a thundering roar as she came from both her vagina and all five of her mammoth members at once, a flood of white, hypervirile seed gushing over the backyard and the rubble of their home

John panted, the seed filling up his entire digestive system, spurting out his mouth and nose. He looked up at his mother, towering above him. She had to be thirty feet tall at least, not mentioning the mile of snake coils that held her aloft. She bent her head down to him.

"Wasss that good enough care for you, my ssson?"

He couldn't help but notice that her tongue alone was longer than his leg. Her mouth could swallow him whole with no problem, and her digestive tract was probably wider than he was tall. He just nodded hastily, hoping that she wouldn't tear him apart with just a twitch of her immense hands.

She hissed, a reptilian version of a laugh. "Good. I'm sssure you'll be feeling better after that. My ssseed ssshould be getting to work sssoon."

"Mom? What do you mean?"

Her gleaming red eyes narrowed in a dangerous way. "Don't worry, my ssson. I'm jussst giving you a body to better ssserve my growing desssiresss."

His stomach flipped. Once, as he realised the connotations of her words, and twice as he felt something beginning to happen to his body.