Liz's penis and breasts grow again

Her back to the wall, she felt as her skin slightly dragged against the plaster as she grew in height again, but only about an inch now. Was it slowing down?

The brief spark of hope sizzled out as she felt the rest of her changes coming on.

She felt her face flush pink as warmth filled her already hefty breasts. Like water balloons filling with warm water, her breathing deepened as she felt as her bustline stretched to the K-cup range, her mammaries softly touching against each other now. Small whimpers escaped her as they wobbled with her breathing, the feeling of them lightly tapping together a weighty reminder of their disproportionate size. Her nipples stood red and at attention, her areola puffing up slightly.

She was given no reprieve from her hormonal **** as a certain pressure built low in her spine, spreading to the entirety of her hips, feeling her butt spread softer around her, before releasing to her package in a flushing burst. She lets out a deep moan as she watches her flagging member slowing its descent with a rhythmic throbbing as the mere sight of the massiveness she voluntarily endowed herself with aroused her again in a newly-forming recursive loop. Her reinvigorated shaft hardened back up, its lumbering sway belying its sheer girth as it crosses the two feet mark and causes her to stutter out breaths with the pleasure it bombards her with.

Liz gives a gasp with a start at a sudden chill going up her body, her full, pendulous balls touching the cold floor. They briefly recede as her sack contracts at the icy touch, but they keep expanding until they're made to rest on the ground again, their increasing size making it so she could no longer fit even a single testicle in her palm. Their growth slows to a crawl but doesn't stop, until Liz realizes they're filling back up in preparation for the next shot.

To round things out, she feels the telltale electric sensation of new muscles building, her back becoming more defined and the last dregs of her baby fat burning away as fresh power fills her... But something's wrong.

With a strong push against the floor and wall using her legs, arms and abdominal muscles, Liz rises back to her feet, but she stumbles. Her great tits smack into her lower chest and jiggle to-and-fro from her hasty movement. Similarly, her bloated testes slap into her thigh and swing heavily below her, not to mention the pull her turgid fuckstick has on her center of gravity.

As the three different weights on her swing her about, she stumbles until she throws herself back at the wall for balance as she's disoriented by the sudden shift. She winces as her balls tap against it. Were her muscle and height growths lagging behind from doing it too repeatedly?

Her thoughts are interrupted with a shiver of pleasure coming from her cock. She forces her eyes to roll down from her expression of rapture, only to see her big dickhead pointed back at her, nestled between her fat tits.

New temptation rises within her as she looks towards her bed, realizing she's big enough to fuck her own boobs now, and even potentially blow herself on top of that soon enough. Her towering 'princess' gives its vote with a glisten of precum at the thought, her 'royal jewels' giving a gurgle in kind. However, her disproportionate growth between height/muscle and breasts/package raises alarm bells in her head of the possibility of not being able to carry her expansions well and even ending up immobile if she can't stop herself.

The heady stench of her own cum on the walls, her cock and her hands assaults her senses with its sweet whispers, pushing her further towards the idea of tasting herself. Her eyes dart between her bed, seeing a place to hold her self-indulgence even if her muscles fail to, and the light of the hallway behind her, showing an exit to stop herself before its too late.