Speeding up Time a bit

Time was trivial to you. It wouldn't hurt to wait it out but you would skip the operation at the very least no need for that. With a snap of the fingers it was done, Jasmine had undergone the operation and was now waking up the following day. With that done all that was left was to see her reaction to her soon to be explosive growth.

Jasmine moaned as she opened her eyes… she felt… different but she didn’t know how. “Ah good you’ve regained consciousness.” Said the familiar voice of the doctor. Jasmine turned her head and looked to see Dr. Wayneright with several other women who were checking machines. She approached Jasmine who sat up slowly, Jasmine felt strange… like she was wearing some type of suit. “Easy.” Said the doctor, “Easy,” she urged, Jasmine breathed in a few times and looked at her.

She had to ask, “Doctor? Was it-did it work?” She asked.

Dr. Wayneright smiled, “Yes it did, your operation was yesterday and while you were **** your body achieved growth.” she said.

Jasmine blinked, she turned her head to her hands and looked at them, she could see they were bigger. She also saw that she was wearing light clothes and saw the breasts. She reached up for them and felt it, she felt each breast felt the size, and the heft of them. She then reached for her arms putting a hand on the bicep and flexing. She felt it, strong muscle rising up to meet her hand. Her eyes were watery, and she couldn’t help it as tears began to flow out. She had grown even if it was slightly so, she had finally gone to the first steps to being a ‘somebody’ to being someone of worth. She sniffed and felt the doctor hug her and pat her back comfortingly. Jasmine remembered the doctor's story and returned the huge. “D-Doctor, *sniff* I think y-your sister would be proud.” she gasped.

Wayneright had tears of her own but was able to blink them out, “Thank you.” she said and she released her patient. “Now then we’ll be monitoring your growth for the next few weeks, once we’ve determined you’re growing correctly you may leave if you wish.” she said.

Jasmine nodded, and the doctor turned to leave, but she had a “What about the others?” She asked.

Wayneright paused, and the women at the machines fell still, eventually she answered, “Of the 20 operations 12 were successful you among them… 3 unfortunately perished and the last 5 we are waiting on them waking up.” she said.

Jasmine was silent, “Who died?” she asked.

Wayneright sighed, “Belinda Jimenz, Mei Hauxing, and Sana Farid.” Jasmine lowered her head.

The first two were inconsequential but the last… it hit her hard, “Thank you doctor.” She said.

The doctor nodded, and left Jasmine sat there till a woman walked up, “Is there anything you’d like to eat?” She asked.

Jasmine realized she was hungry then her other emotions having numbed her to her stomach. “Yes, please.” she said. The woman nodded and walked out to get food. Jasmine sighed as she relaxed and looked at her body again marveling at it’s new size…. Despite her emotions she was genuinely happy to now be counted among the ‘real’ futa’s now.

-Sometime later-

Jasmine walked through a door leading into a rather large room with 12 seats of which 6 were occupied. She walked up to see the other futa’s, of which were Nada, and Amira she sat down next to them and saw they too were bigger than they originally were. However she was slightly bigger than them, she reached for their hands they grabbed hers and shook, “Good to see you two made it.” She said. She felt like she could be friends… but after the operation she felt it was better to not be friends. Not because she feared they would stab her in the back but because more than likely they didn’t live near her or would want to stay in contact with her. Which was fine for her. At least that’s what she thought till she saw Amira lean in.

She lowered her head, “Do you mind if I gave you my number when we’re done?” She asked, “I kinda want to see you again… and see how we grow.” she said Jasmine looked and saw Amira was blushing slightly.

Jasmine didn’t want to hope but it wouldn’t hurt, “Yes if you really want it.” she felt Amira’s hand brushing her own, she hesitated and eventually placed her hand on top. She heard the door open and saw the other 6 walk in. She didn’t know it but they all had grown but so far she was the largest of them all and would continue to be so.

Dr. Wayneright appeared from a door and walked up, she looked at the 12, “I thank you once again for participating in this experiment. With the success rate our funding has been approved and we have been given more materials to help with our research and future treatments. To ensure it we ask that you remain with us for at least 2 weeks minimum 4 weeks maximum. You will be compensated for this and we will also assist with finding new jobs for you should you lose your old ones. During that time we will monitor your growth and should you find it satisfactory you may leave after 2 weeks. We only ask that every month you send us a picture for documenting your growth progress.” she said, “That is all, you will be escorted to your rooms and you tell your nurses how long you plan to stay. Once that is done we will prepare your living quarters.” she said and she bowed at them, “Thank you again.” and she straightened up and left.

Jasmine stood up and she smiled at Amira who smiled back and they left with the others. Jasmine went back to the room she had been in thinking of what to do. She entered her room and saw the women typing into computers, “So how long will you be staying?” asked one.

She thought about it and decided, “4 Weeks.” She said.

You sighed but it would be interesting to see her growth, a snap of the fingers and days became hours. You watched her go day by day, with every day she surged with growth within a week alone she had gotten to 5’11’ inches tall compared to her original height of 5’0’’ she was starting to develop a strong but lithe musculature, her breasts becoming D-cups, her butt 20 inches and her dick now measured 10 inches long when soft and an impressive 18 inches long and 2 inches thick when hard. Her balls had gone from the pitiful 3 inches in diameter to an impressive 8 inches in diameter. Not only that but if she didn’t masterbate within 3 days they would overfill and reach 9 and a half inches in diameter.

By the second week she had hit 6’6’’ tall, and her muscles became even stronger while retaining her smooth lithe musculature. Her breasts were in the EE-cup range, and her butt were 35 inches across. Her dick was now 16 inches long and 3 inches thick while soft, and was 24 inches long and 4 inches thick when hard. Her balls had swelled up massively becoming 14 inches in diameter. It was quite clear that her arabian traits were coming out. Most futa’s in the middle eastern part of the world had very large testicles for large scale impregnations.

Ironically despite the religious nature of that country their futa’s were highly valued for their sperm, with technology advanced enough to take sperm and use the DNA of someone else to impregnate a couple. This was used mostly for women only couples but it was quite a lucrative business. Even more so with the birth rate decline in Asia and Japan.

By the third week she hit 7 feet in height her muscles started to gain some mass despite being compact. Her breasts going into G-cup range while her butt became 50 inches across. Her dick swelling to 21 inches long and 2 and a half inches thick. Her balls reaching an incredible 19 inches in diameter becoming so large each one made separate spheres in the stretched ballsack. Even Dr. Wayneright was surprised by Jasmine’s growth, but Jasmine loved it she felt beautiful, powerful and most of all she felt alive.

The fourth and final week came the last week she spent under surveillance. She was 7’9’’ tall now above average for growing futa, her muscles once again compacting but when flexed could bulge tremendously. Her breasts in the H-cup range with her butt reaching a sizable 55 inches across. Her dick grew to 24 inches long and 3 inches thick while soft, while her enormous balls reached 21 inches in diameter.

Jasmine looked at herself in the mirror admiring her powerful body… and knowing that **** was in her grasp. She had used the women monitoring her to find her old ‘friend’ Cara and found that she was currently in a modeling position for new clothes for futa’s. Jasmine had asked Wanyeright to get her to an opening for the same position. Wayneright impressed by Jasmine’s growth acquiesced but not before asking Jasmine her permission to use her growth as a flyer for a possible growth result… though in future no other futa would show as much growth as Jasmine did. So after signing a release along with the official check giving her $850,000 dollars and the sign up sheet for the modeling company. As she went to the main hall she was surprised to find Armina sitting at a chair her eyes on the door Jasmine came out of. She stood up, and ran to Jasmine who walked down to her.

When they were but a few feet from each other Jasmine realized how large she was. Armina looked tiny… and for an instant she understood why the large futa’s mocked the smaller ones. She was so small, well not really she was about average sized for a futa but compared to Jasmine she was tiny and looked weak… but not ugly. In fact as Jasmine crouched down to become eye level she saw that Armina was… cute… beautiful even. Armina looked into Jasmine’s eyes her face red with embarrassment and shame. “I’m sorry… I must seem so insignificant to you now…” she said.

Jasmine shook her head, “No you aren’t, I have been ridiculed before it’d be wrong of me to do so to you after what happened to me. I want to be better than them not the same.” Armina looked at her then she shuffled forward and leaned in. Jasmine couldn’t believe it… was Armina seriously in love with her? Her heart thudded in her chest, she wanted to lean in and kiss her as well… but maybe… maybe they were better off as friends?