Big Booty Dreams (Patreon)

THIS STORY CAN BE DOWNLOADED ON THE DRIVE HERE: https://drive.google.com/drive/u/1/folders/1akbDe2IkLGCbUJgn1MOY8TUIPX4zj0zYShe couldn't believe her eyes.

Standing there, back towards the mirror, wearing nothing but a pair of white panties, Hallie could only stare. The white underwear she wore was taxed, stitches struggling to hold together as she merely stood in place. She wasn't bending over, pushing her butt out, or anything to that effect. No, she was just...standing there. Neck craned to look over at her backside, it now seemed to be two sizes bigger than it had been last time she had checked. Her hand brushed up on it, sliding across the plush surface that gave to her touch, fingers pressing in as skin bubbled around it.

“What...” Hallie couldn't get her thoughts together; something about this seemed strange. Like something wasn't...quite right about it all. The eerie silence of the din as she stood there, looking at the mirror and wagging her ass that didn't even fit into her panties...

Her eyes fluttered open. The dream had given her enough of a shock to jolt awake, and she laid there a moment, then looked behind herself to see an ass, clad in white panties, that seemed as normal as it ever was. A perky, round backside, to be sure; but nothing like the one she had just seen in her dream.

“...what a nightmare...” She muttered to herself, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she slowly stirred from bed. She looked over at her boyfriend, sleeping soundly next to her. Smiling, she tried to make as little noise as she could as she slinked away to the bathroom to relieve herself. It was still relatively early; Hallie would likely end up sleeping in for a few more hours, having a shift that started later in the afternoon.

She flushed, exiting the bathroom and making her way back into bed. The movement caused her boyfriend to stir, yawning and stretching out a bit as he laid there.

“I'm sorry sweetie, I didn't mean to wake you up...” Hallie whispered, but he waved it off.

“Don't sweat it, hun, my alarm was gonna go off here in like...a minute or two anyways.” He turned to get his phone, scrolling through and turning off the alarm before setting it back down, getting a few more stretches in. “You doing ok, hun? You aren't usually up this early...”

“Yeah, just...weird dream woke me up, that's all...” Her boyfriend stood, getting his clothes together as they chatted.

“Yeah? Wanna talk about it or no?” He offered, as he usually did when she had nightmares or odd dreams. She thought about it, unsure if it was wise to tell him this one. Ultimately, looking into his kind eyes, she couldn't hold it back. If anything, it'd help her feel better and get back to sleep.

“Well, um...I...it was about...I was in the room, right?” She talked her way through it the best way she could, her boyfriend digging through drawers to find some socks. “And I was looking in the mirror and...well, my butt was...bigger...” Her boyfriend paused, standing there a moment before turning his head.

“...go on...” He replied emphatically, a dumb smile in his face. Hallie rolled her eyes.

“God, you're such a pig.” She pulled the covers back over herself and turned back in bed.

“Aww, I'm sorry babe, you know your butt is already, like, the sexiest thing ever, right?” He complimented, causing Hallie to blush. There was a pause, and she could hear him step over to her at the side of the bed. “...how big was it?” He boldly asked. Hallie replied by holding her hands out a few inches from her already perky and plump booty, which caused her boyfriend to inhale sharply. “Woooow...”

“Stoooop!” She felt herself go red, embarrassment quickly shooting through her.

“Anything else happen, babe?” He asked, still prodding for info.

“Not...really. I kinda just looked at it for a second and then I woke up...”

“What were you wearing?”

“Just...some white panties, like these...”

“And how did they fit?” She paused again.

“...they barely did.” Her boyfriend once again smiled broadly, the words bringing nothing but delight to his ears.

“God, that sounds like a pretty nice dream to me!”

“Shaddup! It was a nightmare! It was huge and...weird...”“What, it looked weird or something?”

“...no, honestly, it looked...kinda nice, but-”

“Ooh, nice huh? Coming around to the idea of a bigger booty after all, huh?”

“N-no, its just...”

“Babe, look, seriously...I know you've been self conscious about this stuff lately, we've talked about it...but your body is beautiful, ok?” He leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek, which made her smile. “And yes, your butt has gotten bigger, but it looks incredible, ok? Don't worry about it.”

“Ugh, that's not what you're supposed to say! You're supposed to say it looks-”

“Yeah, I know we grew up in a world where we're supposed to lie to each other for happiness, but I'd rather just point out how you've changed and say 'I really love how you changed'. Doesn't that seem better, hun?” She was silent, then nodded.

“That...does sound really nice, actually. So...you'd still love me even if my butt was even bigger than this, then?” He laughed at the question, shaking his head.

“Babe, you have no idea how much I'd love that. But I love you like you are now, more. So don't change anything, ok?”

“Ok, babe...thanks, I really needed to hear that...cuz like, what if...what if when I woke up, it was still there?”

“What do you mean? How would that even work?”

“Well...y'know, I read news stories online about women who have been getting bigger in one mysterious way or another and its just like...I feel like its just kinda...happening these days? Maybe that's why I'm all paranoid...and...gosh, my butt feels all tingly for some reason...” She rubbed it, which only caused her boyfriend to join in, grabbing a handful of cheek and grinning.

“Its cuz you keep thinking about it so much! Which, I mean, I can't blame you thinking about this big booty, cuz I know I am...” Once again, they giggled together as her boyfriend massaged her cheeks, gentle coos and moans of bliss slipping from Hallie's lips. “Anyways...stop worrying about your sexy butt, ok? It looks perfect and nothing is gonna happen to it. Ok?” Hallie nodded. “I gotta get ready for work. You keep having those sweet big booty dreams, ok babe?”

“Stoooop!” Hallie replied, but couldn't help but giggle at his teasing. He waved at her, blowing a kiss as he closed the bedroom door behind him. Hallie rolled over in bed, scrolling through her phone for a minute so she could get more rest. As she did, she stumbled upon yet another article depicting a woman who had suddenly become indecent from her tits bursting out of her clothes. Deciding that that was enough to read about, she put her phone to sleep and set it aside, trying to get some rest herself.

And yet again, as she slipped into the dream world, she found herself standing in front of the mirror again, like she was picking up the dream from where it had left off.

As she stood there, she couldn't really move. All she could do was stare behind herself, looking down at her ass as it wobbled and waggled behind her. She leaned on one leg, watching as the opposite cheek pushed out, a line creasing and creating a round profile as she pushed it up. She alternated, watching as flesh wobbled ever-so-slightly. Her dream self looked herself in the eyes, and she saw a smirk. A devilish, delighted smirk. As if...as if she liked what she saw.

A loud ripping noise echoed through the void that was her dream room. Her smirk faded. Her eyes went wide. Looking down, her panties began to rip to pieces as her cheeks vaulted forward, wobbling wildly as they quickly bloated outwards, flesh dominating the frame behind her as she screamed once again, watching as cheeks wobbled and pushed closer and closer to the mirror...

“AHHH!” She thrust upwards in bed, coated in a fine layer of sweat. Looking beside herself at her end table, the clock showed that a few hours had passed since she had last woke up. Her boyfriend had long left for work by now. And now it was her turn. She stood from bed, stepping over to her drawer and grabbing her clothes, stopping in her mirror to look at her backside once again, looking as big as it always did. The dream flashed in her mind once again, causing her heart to sink as she made her way to the shower to start her day.

*

“Alright, time for display...my favorite, ugh...” Hallie muttered under her breath as she finished unpacking dried nuts from one of the many boxes on her cart. Pushing her shopping cart full of empty cardboard to the baler in back, she tossed it in, letting the machine crush the material before she made her way to the counter near the back of her store.

Putting on a smile, she made her way out to the corner, observing whatever food items they had to display for the day. GrocerCorp, the strange and small grocery retailer that it was, loved to get in new and exotic food goods from God knows where. Having only exclusive items that no other grocery store could get their hands on, there was always something new to show off at the display table. And today was Hallie's turn to show off whatever weird nonsense came in. This time it seemed to be a certain type of pretzel cluster, coated in dark chocolate and sprinkled in sea salt.

Hallie maintained her professional smile as she goaded people to try out a sample of their new product.

“You wanna try our new product?” She asked a young couple as they walked by. They shrugged and nodded, taking a few and tossing them in their mouths. Their faces lit up as they chewed, the couple taking a box as they walked away from the display. This repeated on and on for fifteen minutes, until things churned to a slow. Hallie stood there, bored, with nothing to do but grab the closest reading material...which happened to be the box of snacks she was offering to customers.

“Check out NEW choco-pretzel clusters! Made with special ingredients only found by our special GrocerCorp explorers, we make sure every single pretzel is baked and refined for only the highest quality eating experience...” Hallie scoffed, taking a cluster from one of the sample cups and tasting it. Management didn't mind; in fact, it usually encouraged the display people to try out the product when offering it to customers. Hallie's eyes lit up as soon as she downed the confection; looking back and forth, she snuck five more of the cups off the table and into a paper bag nearby, to take home. It wasn't the first time she had done this, and she hadn't been caught yet.

“Those are actually really good, damn...” She continued reading the box, looking through the list of ingredients and seeing that it was manufactured in Vietnam. For the next 45 minutes, as people passed by and took the samples, she “sampled” a few more, eating a good handful of the snacks before moving on to her final task of the day: clean up.

The last hour passed in a blur, trash bags getting tossed into the dumpster as she made her way to the time clock to clock out, exiting the store into the dark of night, her boyfriend waiting to give her a lift in the car. As she got in, she gave him a peck on the cheek as he scrolled through his phone.

“Hey babe.” She greeted him.

“Heyyy. How was your night?” He put his phone to sleep and started up the car.

“It was fine, nothing crazy, Had display today, ughh...” He laughed.

“Blehhh, displayyy...” Hallie giggled at her boyfriend's razzing of her place of employment.

They began their drive home, making idle conversation as they went. “Yeah, I was just reading an article before you got out...somewhere over in like...somewhere out east overseas, I dunno, but like, some kind of chemical plant nearby exploded near a food processing plant? So they're scrambling over there to make sure all their food didn't get poisoned or whatever...”

“Oh God, that's really scary...imagine living near that...”

“Fucked up, yeah, for sure. Worst part is like...they didn't catch one of the shipping containers right away, apparently? So there's a bunch of stuff getting shipped overseas that's contaminated...”

“Oh shit...did it say any specific companies? Did it mention-”

“That's what I was thinking too, yup. I know you guys import everything you get, so...” He shrugged. “Didn't say anywhere specific though. Yet. Still super early news, not a lot of info.” They drove into the driveway of their small apartment, making their way up and getting cozy. Hallie slipped out of her work outfit and into something comfier, throwing on some velvet short-shorts. She stepped back out into the living room, her boyfriend letting out a catcall as she did.

“GodDAMN, I haven't seen you wear THOSE in a minute...fuck, babe...” Hallie giggled and blushed, turning her backside to him and giving a little waggle, feeling her cheeks jiggle in the tight confines of the fabric. Her boyfriend leaned over, giving it a light slap, which elicited a giggle out of Hallie.

“You're naughty tonight, aren't you?” She teased, leaning to sit on the couch as he went in for a few more grabs of ass.

“Can't help myself, babe. I am absolutely obsessed with your ass.” She blushed, turning her head to look at it.

“Really? Is it really big enough for you babe?” He nodded emphatically.

“Its absolutely perfect, babe. Couldn't look any better...except for maybe in your dreams...” He said the latter half of the sentence a bit quieter, but Hallie heard it regardless. She blushed at the statement, giving him a light tap on the thigh.

“Oh my Gooood, you know I had the dream AGAIN after you left?”

“Yeah? Was it even bigger than last time?” He asked emphatically.

“I mean...it wasn't at first...” She blushed even more at her comment, only causing her boyfriend to chuckle.

“So what, it grew or something?” She nodded. “Wooow...not gonna lie babe, that's...kinda hot...” She gawked at him.

“Oh my God, babe, you literally just now said that it was perfect-”

“It is! Its totally flawless, completely perfect, babe...y'know...if it got bigger, it'd still be perfect, it'd just be...bigger, y'know?” The words only worried Hallie, looking back at her butt and pondering if she was really big enough for her man. But his reassuring hand on her shoulder told her everything. “Hey. Seriously babe, I don't want you changing anything about yourself. Ok?” Her heart melted and she embraced him.

“Aww, I love you babe.”

“Love you too, hun.”

And with that, they spent a few hours watching TV before making their way to bed. Hallie always stayed up later than her boyfriend because of her later shifts; she found herself scrolling through her phone in bed as her partner laid there, passed out and lightly snoring while the TV played light music. She shifted a bit in place, taking off her shorts and laying there only in her black panties. Wiggling a bit, she scratched the side of her butt cheek, feeling an odd tingle coming from below.

As she scrolled through her phone, the article her boyfriend had read about popped up in her news feed; she couldn't read too deep into it, however, as her eyes started to droop and her focus slipped. She decided to pack it in for the night, turning off the lamp on her end table and tucking in for the night, plugging in her phone, and laying on her side. As she drifted off to sleep, she couldn't help but itch at her backside as it tingled seemingly more and more...

Her dream was very visceral this time. She was just laying there in the bed, coated in sweat, in the dark of night. Her body felt numb, but warm. She couldn't get out of bed, but she rolled around in it, flailing a bit at the sensation going within her. It felt as if her body was on fire, and her ass was the source of the heat. It pulsed and throbbed, causing Hallie to grimace as she gripped into her hips. Gasping out, she could feel flesh push into her fingertips as her hips started to widen. Perky, soft cheeks dug into the bed as flesh spread outwards. Rolling to her side, she felt flesh and fat that was never there before jiggle wildly and shake the bed as her ass continued to push outwards.

“...Hallie...” A voice softly called for her in the distance. It sounded familiar, but she could barely hear it. All she could do was lay there, hands gripping into her butt as it continued to throb, cheeks starting to push out into her hands. She could feel it creeping out across the bed below her, even though she wasn't moving. The feeling made her stomach drop, and she moaned as the warmth continued to torment her.

“...Hallie...!” The voice was closer now, urgent, but fleeting. Her face scrunched as flesh continued to push her hands away. Gasping and groaning, her hips started to feel wider as flesh rubbed across the blankets that slowly slipped over the sides of her curves...

“Hallie!”

Her eyes flew open. She was laying there, coated in sweat, with the light of her boyfriend's bedside lamp illuminating the room. Her breath was quick and labored, and she pushed herself up on her back, finding it hard to get comfortable for some reason. Her dream had disoriented her.

“Hey. You ok? You were thrashing around a lot...” Her boyfriend spoke in a soft manner, a hand on her shoulder as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

“Yeah. Yeah, just...really weird dream again...”

“Same dream?” He asked. She shook her head.

“No...well...I dunno, kind of? I swear, my butt is the star of the show of all my dreams lately...this one was really, really real feeling though...” She stood from the bed, making her way for the bathroom for some water. She paused as soon as she stood and her boyfriend let out a sharp gasp.

“Um...honey...” Stopping midstep, she turned to look over at him. His face showed confusion, shock, and lust all in one. “I...I don't think that was a dream, babe...”

Hallie felt her heart skip a beat. She rushed over to the bathroom, feeling an odd tug and pull below her as her cheeks clapped together. This sound only caused her anxiety to heighten, as it was completely new and unfamiliar. As soon as she turned on the light and looked in the mirror, she screamed. Standing out beyond her, where her once perfectly rounded peach stood before, was now a backside that resembled two basketballs desperately fighting for space in a pair of panties. Said panties had turned into a thong, and were leaving indents on the side of her plush hips.

“Oh my God...what...what the fuck is this?!” She brought a hand to one cheek, grabbing it, lifting it, then letting it fall. It wobbled about, confirming that it was, indeed, her butt. She heard her boyfriend step into the doorway, and she turned to face him. “What's going on?! What happened to me?!”

“I...I don't know babe, um...” He scratched his head, unsure of what exactly to say in this situation. “Did you...I dunno, did you eat anything weird lately?”“How the fuck would my diet play into this?!” Hallie shouted at him, completely distraught and frazzled that her butt had gained about fifteen pounds overnight. Slamming the door for some privacy, she stood there, tears streaming down her face as she continued to prod and push at her backside. It was objectively soft; as if her old butt had been pumped with fatty hormones that only caused it to bloat in every possible direction. Not only that, but she felt her thighs chafing a bit as she paced back and forth in the tiny bathroom, feeling every tug and pull of booty below her.

She stripped her panties down, with a bit of struggle, before opening the door and making her way to the bedroom to grab some pants. Her boyfriend laid in the bed, eyebrows practically shooting off his head at the sight of her bare ass bobbling about across from him.

“Don't...right now. I'm not doing ok-”

“Was it the snacks from display?” Was all he asked. She paused, pulling out a pair of gray workout pants, then turned to him.

“What?” He shrugged.

“I mean, that article about a chemical plant...you guys get imports...” She pulled the bottoms up, feeling it resist a bit as she pulled it over her hips, the waistline stretching juuuust enough to contain the new heft she carried. The cheeks she now possessed wobbled wildly in their gray confines, the material spreading thin around the hips and towards the center of her butt.

“Ok, but, um...chemicals just...make you sick or give you cancer or whatever, what is this-”

“Hey, you said yourself this kind of thing has been happening to women all over these days. So...who knows?” Hallie scratched her chin, then remembered something: her bag, which had been tossed on the chair outside, had something inside of it from work the other day. She stepped over to it, hanging on the wall nearby, and started to dig around. Pulling out a small paper bag, it had five of the pretzel clusters still inside.

“No way...fuck, I ate so many of those at display the other day...no wonder...” She sighed loudly, looking behind herself once again. Her cheeks projected enough to the point that she could clearly see their crests behind her, even from her peripheral vision. She set the treats aside absentmindedly, tossing them on the kitchen table.

“What's up?” Her partner had heard her from the other room. Hallie debated telling him or not, but trusted him enough to turn and show him the bag she had pulled out.

“These...I think these did it, cuz it was the only thing I ate from work the other day...” He eyed them skeptically, letting out a chuckle.

“So like...if you ate those right now, your butt could get even bigger than it is right now?”“I dunno, maybe! God, could you not be an absolute perv right now, I really don't need it...” Hallie was still getting her bearings, rubbing her fingers across flesh that undulated wildly with every step. She remembered how her butt had jiggled before – they were cute, petite jiggles that stopped within seconds. Now, it felt as if every step caused her lower half to experience an earthquake. Her boyfriend, try as he might, couldn't help but laser in on it as it swayed to and fro, threads of her pants creaking and threatening to fall apart.

A bit of time passed. She had held onto the nefarious snacks, leaving them on the table, unsure of where to dispose of them. Throwing them in the trash seemed like an unsafe thing to do, somehow. What if an animal ate them? What kind of weird shit would that do to the environment?!

Hallie scrolled through her phone, having already called in sick to work, seeing if there was any update on the articles they had seen last night. Much to her dismay, there had been no other update to the original article, and no posts online alluding to pretzel-cluster induced butt growth. She found herself adjusting every few minutes, feeling more of the couch below her than she ever did before. The sensation of leaning to one side or the other and feeling her cheeks squeeze against the surface below her was something she didn't particularly care for. Her boyfriend walked out, dressed in his work uniform, giving her a kiss on the forehead.

“So I'll keep an eye out for anything I can find online about all this, ok? Just...get some rest. Who knows? Maybe it goes away after a while...”“Yeah. Right.” She was still dejected, scrolling through articles and rubbing the side of her hip subconsciously.

A few hours passed. Hallie's depression over the situation had her in a funk. Laying on the couch, she found herself starting to doze off, her sleep from last night definitely not as good as she wanted. Eyes closing, her mind slowly drifted away, allowing her subconscious to come forward once more...

Her eyes flew open. Still on the couch in the living room, she shook her head, feeling a bit lightheaded and odd. Standing from the couch, she slowly made her way to the bathroom, needing to relieve herself. After doing so, she looked in the mirror, observing her butt yet again, for likely the 50th time that day. As she stared at it, she turned in a particular angle and noticed something...

A dimple. No big deal, but it wasn't there earlier...and as she looked on, she saw another one. And another.

“Wh...what? What is this, like...cellulite?!” She grabbed at her backside, squeezing it and letting it go; as soon as she did, she felt her whole ass shelf shift, cheeks suddenly losing their roundness and perk. Gravity was taking hold, and their shape soon became saggy. “Noo! What the fuck?! What's going on?!” She shouted to no one, watching as her once perfect backside quickly started to turn into melting clay. Dazed and delirious, she stumbled out of the bathroom and into the dining room, gripping the chair at the dinner table for a moment as she tried to collect herself, slowing down her breathing as she lifted her head. She saw the paper bag on the table, and reached out to it. “...I mean...they worked before, so...maybe they can fix whatever is going on...?” She looked back and saw the now pathetic, saggy peach she now carried and, without a second thought, ripped open the paper bag and grabbed two of the treats before practically inhaling them both.

Stumbling away from the table, she collapsed onto the couch, laying there and snoring for a few more hours. A gurgling in her stomach woke her up.

“Nnn...what the fuck...” She rubbed her eyes just before they darted back open. She rushed for the bathroom, turning on the light and sighing before she saw the same perky, smooth, fat ass she had before she had slipped into sleep. “Oh thank fuck...just a nightmare...goddamn, why am I having so many dreams about my butt? I never did that before...fuck...” Making her way back to the couch, hips swaying back and forth as she did so, she caught the paper bag on the table out of the corner of her eye...

It was ripped open. It wasn't like that before she had passed out. Her heart sank at the sight of it, and she slowly stepped over to it, looking into the bag and seeing that, in fact, two had gone missing. Her stomach gurgled. She began to sweat. She pulled out her phone and called her boyfriend, then hung up on the call immediately. What was she gonna do? When did that happen?

“What...how...my dream, I-” Her breathing quickened. Her heart was racing. She gripped the side of the dining room chair as heat began to pump, hotter and hotter, from her lower extremities. “Nooo, nono, I'm just...this is just another dream...its another dream, its a fake out dream, I'm gonna wake up any-

SHRRRRRIIIIP!!!

The loudest rip she had ever heard rang in her room. Her pants had given up, giving up the battle against a cascade of booty flesh that pushed out into the open air. Hallie's eyes went wide, then they shut as she let out the loudest moan of her life, quickly covering her mouth with her hands. Her cheeks suddenly exploded outwards and down, their crests going further and further down her thighs as they pushed out behind her, inches pouring on within seconds. Hallie finally dared to look behind herself and gasped; the round hills that were in her peripherals before had raised greatly, taking up more real estate below her by the second.

“When's it gonna...oh God, what if it doesn't stop this time?! Fuck, no, nonono, stop growing now! STOP GROWING!”

Somehow, it seemed to obey her. Her butt's growth immediately halted, the strands of her yoga pants pathetically draping across the new medicine ball cheeks now attached to her. Her hips seemed to stretch out at least two feet now, thighs also proportionally fattened and plumped up to match. “...what do I do now...?” Her ass seemed to bobble in place, wobbling and jiggling with every breath she took, without even having to take a step...

Just as she muttered it to herself, their door unlocked, and the door swung open to reveal her boyfriend.

“Honey, I'm ho-” He paused midway through his corny greeting, eyes practically falling out of his head as he gazed upon Hallie's ass, which was sticking far out behind Hallie as she leaned against the chair. “What...how...uh...wow, honey, you...did you...more...?” His words were out in the ether somewhere.

“I didn't mean to! I...I ate them in my sleep, and...and...” As she tried to explain herself, holding back tears, her boyfriend could only wordlessly approach her, staring down at the ponderous orbs of flesh that stood before him. They were hypnotic, and his girlfriend's voice was dissolving as he brought his hands up and squeezed.

“Oh!~ B-babe, please, I'm not really-OH MY GOD, YES! UNHHH!” It was as if a switch was flipped in her brain the instant his hands started to push into her cheeks. Lust seemed to wash over her as she moaned loudly, her boyfriend starting to massage them, slowly kneading her perky cheeks together. Hallie gasped out, shaking in place and moaning as he started to rub her faster and faster, pulling his hands away momentarily to give her ass a quick spank. “OHHH! Oh God, fuck, babe, I'm...I'm so fucking horny, fuck...fuck me, babe, just...nnn...!” Taking the hint, he quickly undid his jeans, cock already at full mast as he pulled her closer. Her ass squeezed against his hips and abdomen as he pushed inside her, and the two moaned loudly together as the world started to spin...

After only a few minutes passed, they had made their way over to the bedroom and tossed each other around for a few more minutes. Cum all across the bed sheets as they both laid there, the smell of sweat and sex permeating the bedroom. Hallie laid on her side, ass to her boyfriend, who merely laid beside her, one hand grabbing and massaging her ass earnestly.

“...do you think I'm stuck with this, babe?” She asked tentatively, now that the passionate moment had passed. He chuckled at the question and gave her a tap on the butt.

“I'm sure this will all go away by the morning, hun. Don't worry.”

The words gave Hallie no comfort, however, as she found herself slowly slipping into sleep, exhausted after the frantic love-making session that had just occurred.

She suddenly opened her eyes, feeling a bit off and...heavy, all of a sudden. She propped herself up, feeling her body gradually roll upwards into the air. It felt as if she was attached to two waterbeds, flesh undulating and wobbling about with her atop it, like she was a buoy in the open water. Looking down, she couldn't believe the sight; her ass was completely filling the bed, both cheeks bigger than overinflated yoga balls. She wanted to let out a scream, but found she had no voice, unable to move as she wriggled and writhed in place...

She awoke in a cold sweat, next to her boyfriend, with the ass she had fallen asleep with. Wiping off her brow, she caught her breath for a moment before she tried to pass back out, yet again, her brain still buzzing with all the thoughts of having an even bigger ass. Perhaps she should throw that snack out after all? But she was just too exhausted to get out of bed to deal with it. She'd deal with it tomorrow.

It was odd. A part of her was terrified of all this, the changes to her body, the rapid growth. But the sex she had just experienced was some of the best their relationship had ever had! The confusion of it all only fueled her subconscious to think about her butt even more. Exhausted, perturbed, all she could do was mutter one last phrase to her mind before she plummeted back into another booty-obsessed nightmare:

“...just not too much bigger this time, ok...?”

THE END.