The Tinder Box
By Grimmy.

(Standard rules apply, 18+ in age, not gonna freak at sexual material, like reading about boobies getting big!)

Chapter 1
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Debbie had left work for her usual lunchtime walk. She always took the same route, down a block, turn left, through the park, around to the 23rd street and then back. It wasn't a difficult walk, but it allowed her to eat her sandwich in the park and get a decent amount of excercise while letting her do some window shopping. As she left the park today, she decided to pop into a small antique store that had opened up a couple of weeks ago. It wasn't a fancy antique store, nothing here was finished nicely or polished up, but it had it's charm. She entered to the tinkling of small chimes over the door and slowly began to browse the store. There was a lot of junk. But there were a couple of pieces that caught her eye. A fancy old candlestick that she could use for one of her candles and some old pottery pieces with some nice designs.

It was a small box that caught her eye. It was resting between a kerosene lantern and a small wicker basket and looked to be quite old. Made of tin, with no part remaining shiny after all it's years, she was still captivated by it. More to the point, she was captivated by the small lock on it's side. Does it hold some old treasure? Or just plain junk? Forced by her own curiosity she pickup it up off the shelf, and took it to the front counter.

"Ah. Found something Miss?" The clerk quipped up from behind the counter. He didn't seem that old, and didn't fit in with all the relics around him.

"Yes, I would like to buy this, um..., tin box I guess." As she stumbled for words, feeling a bit bad that she didn't know what it was.

"The Tinderbox? Good eye there. These used to be everywhere, common as lighters today but the old ones aren't around that much. Didn't think we had one of those."

"Don't you keep inventory?"

"Not really. This used to be my grandfathers stuff, he had it all in his basement and when he passed away I setup this shop to try to get rid of it. My uncle owned the building and he didn't have a tenant after the last one moved."

"Ah. Well then, how much are you asking?"

"Hmmm, It's not in the best of shape, kinda rusty, and locked? Whatever. I'll take $15 for it."

"How about $10?"

"How about we meet half-way. $12.50"

"Deal."

And with that, Debbie left the store with her new purchase, and headed right back to work. She had taken too much time shopping and didn't want to be late! She put the box in her purse and finished the rest of the day as usual.

Debbie had almost forgotten her purchase until she returned home that evening and rummaged through her purse for her house keys. She went right down to the basement to grab her husbands toolbox. Opening it, she looked for anything that could cut the small lock on the box. She knew that her knowledge of tools and metal wern't all that great, but the lock seemed to be a lot stronger than she thought it should be. Finaly she managed to find her husbands bolt cutters and could just barely cut through even then.

Her hand trembled a bit as she openned the box, wondering what was inside...

...and stopped when she found a rock, some steel wool and some strips of cloth.

"Well, " she thought as she recognized the basic components as flint, steel wool(for sparks) and some linen to catch fire, "I guess it is a tinderbox and that's all."

Dissapointed she headed back upstairs with her new aquisition and placed it on the kitchen counter. She liftef the turkey that she had defrosting during the day from the sink and warmed up the oven. She cut some vegetables, made some sauce and put it all in a pan and put the meal in the oven to bake. Setting the timer she looked at the candles on the kitchen table and figured she might as well soften the mood until Will came home.

"Might as well use my purchase!"

She brought the candles to the counter top and placed them on some tin foil to make sure that the place didn't catch to much fire! Placing a candle on it's side, she layed a couple of strips of linen over the wick and rubbed the flint over the steel wool. Soon enough a spark lept off, then a couple more. Then one managed to catch the linen and a started to smolder. The cloth then began to burn, but was putting off a rather strange odor, along with some light purple smoke. Debbie figured it was some chemical on the linen to help it burn easier until she noticed that the smoke was shaping itself. Soon a small figure made entirely out of the purple smoke appeared in front of her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh......... At long last! Free!" it spoke.

Debbie fainted immediatly.

Chapter 2
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It wasn't long before she came to, still confused and quite scared by what she was seeing.

"Hello there m'lady! I must appologize for frightening you, but sadly I have no other forms to choose from." It announced, with a slight accent to it's voice. Almost British, but not a heavy accent.

"W-who are you?"

"Apologies again! I am what people call a wisp. A forest spirit. Usually we appear quite a bit different but I am afraid that I am the product of a failed experiment. I used to be quite the skilled spellcaster. Probably still am, but my last experiment was sabotaged by my apprentice. I specialized in metamorphosis spells and was interested in shape changing. My latest experiment had me change into three seperate items, that when reunited would return me to normal. Looks like it didn't go quite as well as hoped."

Debbie looked on, stunned at what was going on, but following along just the same.

"While I couldn't bring myself together, I could sense the world. It seemed like I was looking through three different sets of eyes, and was not easy to understand. I did learn that my apprentice wanted me out of the way. So he gathered up the three items and put them in that tin box you opened. He put a lock on it that was enforced by a spell of protection. It seems that his spells wear out after a while, but that was quite some time ago."

"You're some kind of spirit? Like a ghost?"

"Not yet I'm not! But I am grateful for you releasing me, and as such, will reward you with three 'wishes'. One for each part of me that you united to bring me back. They're not really wished, but if you tell me what you desire, I will cast the spell if I can. Like I said, I do specialize in altering shapes or beings."

This was a dream to Debbie. While rather attractive, she was alway jealous of other women who were more endowed than her. She didn't have to think long about her first wish...

"Can you make it so I can control the size and shape of my breasts? Like making them larger, smaller, firmer, and such?"

"As you wish my dear!" And a small flash of light shot from his arm, hitting Debbie right in the chest. "All you have to do is think of what you would like to happen and watch the results!"

Debbie felt foolish, but excited at the same time! Could it be real? Could she make herself grow bigger and bigger? She gazed at her chest, watched as it hid under her blouse. "What would this shirt look like if they did grow?" she thought of her blouse being tight across her chest, the fabric wrinkled across the space between her nipples as she had seen on some of the busty girls on the streets. She thought of her buttons being stressed until they simply failed and broke off. She thought of...

And stopped thinking when she noticed that her breathing wasn't as easy as it was a short time ago. Her breasts were indeed swelling with every second. Her bra was getting too tight, she could feel her flesh overflow from the tiny cups. She unbuttoned her shirt and grabbed a knife, carefully slipping it between her breasts. She cut her bra off and watched her boobs spring out, still expanding as she gazed at them. She did up her shirt, knowing what would happen next. Her panties were getting damp as she thought of what was going on. Her fantasy coming to life and they felt sooooo gooooooood. Soon they were pressing against the blouse, pulling it tighter across her shoulders until it couldn't stretch anymore.

"More, More!! Grow for me!" She was sweating as she massaged her pussy with her hands. Her new mountains rising higher from the plateau of her chest, capped with pink tips that jutted out as far as they could. Then she heard it, the sound of thread being stretched too tight. Her boobs were huge now, filling up all of her shirt. The bottoms of her mounds were just visible at the bottom of the shirt when 'RIP! the buttons ripped free from the rest of the shirt. The fabric had begun to tear around the button holes and had finaly ripped free!

Now, standing in the kitchen, was a woman with breasts that rivaled most imaginations. They stood out from her, but had a slight droop to them.

Debbie was speechless, but not wetless as her hand had pickup up speed. She began to gasp as she came close to orgasm. She thought of her new tits, and how she could now tit-fuck her husband as much as he could take. She came with a shudder, and a small yelp as her knees buckled with her new weight.

"While I have learned patience from my time in the box, and I am sure that you need to make sure that my spells are working, I am anxious to get on with whatever life I have remaining. I do hope you have an idea for your other two wishes? I did enjoy seeing the results of the last one though." the Wisp softly spoke out.

"Ugh.. mmmmmmm.... oh yes! I know exactly what the second wish is. If I can make my tits this big, then I better be able to make my husbands dick as big as I like. I've want to make sure that he can fill this space between them!"

Another bolt of light, and Debbie knew that she had another new power. She swayed side to side, feeling her boobs rock back and forth. She was almost mesmerized by the force they exerted on her. She wished Will was home right now, she wanted him to fill her. She always squeezed as hard as she could when he was inside, lusting after the feeling of her vaginal walls being pushed on from within, from all sides.

"Wait! Can I make it so that I can always take all of Will's dick in me? No matter how big I make him?" Debbie suddenly blurted, realizing that she may have spoke before she thought last time.

"Not a problem!" and a third bolt of light shot from his arm. Debbie didn't feel any different, except for her new giant tits.

"Again, m'lady, I thank you for releasing me. Take care with these spells, and I hope you enjoy them all!" the Wisp yelled as he floated away, slipping through the tiny space between the window and they're frame, and dissapeared.

"I will!" Debbie called back. "Oh you bet I will..." she whispered to herself, willing her breasts to surge forth even more. She was snapped out of her thoughts by the timer from the oven beeping to life. She turned to the oven and had to stand sideways to reach the dial to turn the oven off. She knew that tonight would be a night to remember and got ready for Will to get home...




Chapter 3
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"Welcome home dear!" Debbie yells from the kitchen. She had reduced herself back to her original bustless self, and put on a nice semi-loose top.

"Mmmmmmm... Smells good. Turkey for dinner?" Will replied.

"Well, it's kinda like a Thanksgiving feast. Now there's some wine on the table so go ahead and sit down. I'm just going to cut the Turkey and we can start."

Will went into the dining room and threw his jacket over the back of his chair. Sitting down he waited for Debbie to come in. She didn't take long and walked in with the Turkey and sat down. After a very good dinner, and an awful lot of wine, they had moved into the living room and sat in the glow of a dozen candles that debbie had set about earlier that day.

"Whew. That was some dinner. Was there something special that you wanted to be Thankful for?" Will asked in a kinda goofy, yet playful manner.

"Actually yes." Debbie took a sip of wine and then began to think of her breasts filling out. She didn't have a bra on, she wanted to feel when the shirt was begining to tighten around her breasts. It didn't take long, she could feel the material sliding over her nipples as her boobs gradually filled her shirt. They were a nice C-cup now. She waited until the shirt was snug on her new larger chest and shrugged her shoulders forward to hide their new girth. "I happened across the luckiest buy today. A tinder box, and inside was a 'genie' of sorts. Not an actual one, but a spirit nonetheless that was trapped inside."

"uh-huh. And you let this spirit out then?" Will had a sarcastic tone in his voice. He hadn't noticed Debbies boobs yet, the candle light and shadows preventing him from seeing them unless he took a good look at them.

"Yep, and as thanks it asked if I had any wishes. It let me make three and granted them all to me. The first one worked, but I'm not sure about the other two..." and as she finished her sentence she stretched, arching her back and thrusting her mellons into her shirt.

Will dropped his glass, totally perplexed at what he saw. Here was his wife with tits that were at least tripple the size they were at dinner! Debbie noticed his stare and started them growing again...

"Well, you know how I always wanted bigger boobs?"

D-Cup now, and still swelling. Her nipples were pressing heavily on the shirt, begging to break through.

"I asked to be able to make them any size I want."

Double D now, and not stopping. The shirt was now taught across her chest, and was rising up from her waist. Will could see her tummy slowly being exposed.

"And I want them BIG!"

Finally she stopped at an E-Cup. Her breasts were HUGE and Will was speechless. His heart was pounding, and his cock was harder than he could remember. She peeled the shirt off and let her full tits burst out. Will had his pants off in a flash, his member pulsing, getting harded and reaching skyward to his wife's gigantic globes.

"But that wasn't all..." Debbie was taking all her clothes off now. She liked the weight of her tits on her chest, the throbbing dick of her husband. She was so wet and she hadn't even touched him yet. "I can make other things grow."

Will wasn't sure what else she was going to make bigger, but he didn't care. He was already out of his clothes and had grabbed Debbies tit. She let out a loud moan and looked him in the eye. She jumped down on him right there and they rolled over to the center of the living room. She straddled him and leaned down to let him suck on her engorged nipples as she ground herself on his cock. She grabbed his dick and slowly sat down on it.

"Mmmm. I've always liked your cock. And now there will be more to love! I didn't want to be the only one who could get bigger body parts, so I made sure I could make you BIG too!" And with that she began to think of Will's dick filling her up. Will was amazed at this new sensation. He could feel his dick pulsing larger, as if it was growing even more inside Debbie.

"Can you feel it Will? Can you feel it growing? I can make you as large as you want to be. That was the second and last wish, to be able to make you grow, and to always be able to fit all of it inside me." She could feel him on all sides of her pussy now. Slowly moving further and further inside. She could feel her body stretching, taking it all in, and then she could feel him touching the top of her pussy. Still she continued his growth as Will just lay there, drunk from all the wine, barely aware of anything but the feeling of his enormous dick as it pushed it's way deeper into Debbies sopping wet cunt. He was amazed that he could even be hard after all the wine, but was more than thankful that he wasn't missing out on this.

Soon he could feel Debbie getting a bit tight. Debbie could feel it too, a preasure all along the insides of her pussy. She wondered when the third wish would kick in. Maybe it was a lie, and the third wish wasn't granted! She could feel him even more now, but wasn't going to stop. She wanted him big and nothing would stop her from doing that now that she had the power. Will's dick began to stretch Debbie even more, and then she felt the preasure subside. She looked down at Will, his face was almost a zombie. She knew this was his fantasy as well, and probably didn't need to get him as drunk as she did to make sure he enjoyed it.

She concentrated again, and began to feel Will fill her again. Will at this point was lost in the sensations his dick was sending his brain. Mixed with the wine, his mind had shut down and he passed out.

"Faster" she whispered. She lusted for the tight feeling again as it approached. "Faster" she said a bit louder. She could feel herself getting filled again. Tighter, and tighter. "YES! Fill me up! Grow my darling, Grow!" She felt like she did before, she clamped down on his dick, trying to enhance the feeling, when all of a sudden the preasure subsided again.

"NO!" she yelled. "Bigger, c'mon fill me with your giant dick!" She panted out. She was so close as she rocked back and forth slightly. All she wanted  was to be able to come while being stretched wide by her husband. She knew he was bigger, she could see the base of his dick when she lifted slightly. But something else didn't seem right. SHe never thought about it as the feeling came back again. The tightness she craved was back, and she started rubbing her clit as an orgasm built within her. She started to come, squeezing with her pussy when the tightness dissapeared again! It didn't matter, she was coming!

"uuughhh! Yes! Oh fuck! You were soooo big Will. You look like your two feet long and I took it all! That was the third wish, to be able to fit you in, no matter how big I made your dick." She gasped as she hunched over her husband. Something didn't seem right as she dismounted from her giant living toy, but her head was foggy from her recent orgasm.

"Will? Will!?!" Debbie called out, but she could tell that he was out cold. His dick was still standing tho, and Debbie figured that getting it off might be a nice wake up call for her husband. She knelt down and started to kiss the head of his dick. Her mind was screaming at her that something wasn't right, but she figured it was that her husband wasn't supposed to have a 2 foot long dick. She swirled her tounge around the head as that thought sunk into her mind.

"Two feet of dick, and it's all mine." She kissed it some more, bending down to lick around the bottom of the head. "Wait, if it's Two feet long why do I need to bend down to kiss it?...  " the thought trailed off as she started to notice the differences in the living room. The room seemed smaller, the ceiling closer. With a sudden realization she reached for the ceiling with her hand, and slowly stood up. She could touch it with her knees still bent. She stood to her full height, and had to duck a bit as she was taller than the room!

"That's how I'm able to fit you in" she whispered to her husband, not caring that he had passed out. She thought of making Will bigger. She could feel his dick swell in her hand as she started stroking it. She could also feel her head pressing against the roof harder, then her shoulders. She liked the idea of being a giant and let herself grow as she kept on stroking Will's cock. She sat down and let her legs stretch down the hallway as her head inched higher and higher. Her hand was a blur as she felt his cock stiffen even more, she could feel the ceiling with her hair,  and then he shot his load up into the air. It looked like a fountain in the middle of the room. She stopped his dick from getting any bigger and watched as it began to soften in her hand. She noticed that the ceiling was now getting further away as her husband went limp. He always grew a lot before when he got hard, the difference between his limp and hard states had helped fuel her growth fantasy until now. She dwindled away until she was about the same size as before. Maybe an inch or so taller, but that didn't matter. She lifted Will up on the couch, put a blanket on him and went upstairs to sleep.

Chapter 4
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When Debbie awoke the next morning, she had a slight headache from the wine last night. She could live with it, and slowly slid out of bed. Her boobs were still the E-cup wonders from lasy night, and it threw her off balance a bit as they pulled her down from the front. She caught herself on the dresser and gazed into the mirror as her boobs dangled in front of her. She straightened herself and felt the wieght of each tit as it pulled on her chest. Debbie then noticed some of the dried cum that Will had sprayed out last night on her arm, and figured she better shower.

Meanwhile, Will was stirring on the couch downstairs. He woke when he heard the water running from the shower upstairs and was rewarded with a splitting headache. He slowly sat up, and looked down in amazement. There between his legs was his new monster dick. He thought it was a dream, drunk halucinations, something other than real but there was the proof right there. He could feel it stirring as he remembered Debbie last night with her shirt stretched tight over her boobs. He didn't care how she was able to do it, just that she could! His dick started to throb with his heartbeat and he could feel it slowly inch down the couch. Will just wanted to enjoy the slow expansion of his memeber.

Debbie on the other hand was in the middle of washing her hair when she felt the shower head drop. Well, she didn't feel that exactly, but the water was now hitting her neck instead of her face. She reached to adjust it, and it seemed lower than she remembered. Suddenly it hit her, she was growing again! How though? Quickly rinsing out her hair as the shower grew more cramped she jumped out, grabbed her towel and started running downstairs.

"Will must be awake and getting hard." she thought as she ducked under the bathroom door. "I better make him smaller." She was running down the stairs, almost at the bottom rung when her now larger feet missed a step completely and caused her to trip onto the hardwood floor. She banged her head on the floor and lost conciousness as she slid halfway into the living room.

Will saw Debbie hit the floor and got up immediately to help his wife. He winced in pain as his hangover kicked back at his sudden movement, causing his hardening dick to soften again. He moved over to Debbie and turned her on her back, trying to wake her up. She was breathing, thank goodness, but was out cold. He could tell she was breathing by the rise and fall of her giant rack. He could feel himself stirring as he gazed at them, and figured he better move her to the couch. He picked her up and felt her arm graze his dick as it swung by. Quickly he put her on the couch as he again felt himself swell up. It was wierd, but it looked as though Debbie herself was larger than he remembered. He watched her feet as they slowly slid down the couch, pushing into the side as he began to massage his growing member.

He couldn't believe it. His wife was growing right in front of him! The couch was creaking as her head was now pressing against the other side of the couch. Her knees bent more and more as she took up all of the couch now until she was simply too big and she slid off, onto the floor. The jolt was enought to wake Debbie up as she was now pulsing larger quicker than before. She had a bit of a headache from the fall, but knew what was going on. She looked over at will and began to concentrate on making him smaller but couldn't get past the sight of his dick slowly rising higher. She would see it pulse with his heartbeat, and then feel herself swell slightly right after.

Her pussy was wet already at the feelings she was experiencing. She leaned over to Will and lightly stroked his member just once, forgetting about reducing it. His dick surged forth again, and Debbie surged higher toward the ceiling. Again she grazed it, making it harden even more. Again Debbie swelled in size. She leaned back and her breasts now jutted out right at Will. Will grabbed on and tried to suck on her enormous nipples, but couldn't fit his mouth around them. His dick pumped up faster, arcing up into Debbies cleavage. Debbie wrapped her tit's around the giant dick as she hit her head hard into the ceiling. She layed down, placing her legs down the main hallway to the entrance way at the front door. Her legs reached past the stairs as her head was now only about 6 feet from the far wall. Her frame grew with every beat of Will's heart. She could feel the ceiling again, but this time with her tits! She was still pressing them against Will's dick as will stood on her waist. Soon, her feet were pressing on the front door and her head was sliding ever closer to the wall. The plaster was beginning to crack around her nipples, they were trying to poke through the ceiling! Will had finally reached his hardest and they both stood there. Will felt the tightness between Debbie's boobs. The gentle rubbing caused by her breathing. Debbie was feeling the tighness of their house. Every breath caused her to press against the ceiling, and the floor. Her hair was touching the fall wall, while her feet had been pressing on the front door.

"So, am I big enough for you now my dear?" Debbie asked with a teasing tone. "Or would you like me even BIGGER!"

"I still can't believe this. I thought it was all a dream! But you don't want to get any bigger in here, we'll wreck our house!"

"Always the realist. Ruining the fun, but your right. Let's start from scratch and see how big we can get. What say we head to that cabin your company owns. It's remote, and should let us have some real fun!" Debbie pouted back as she began to diminish along with the monster betweer her breasts.

"Babe, I'll get the keys and we'll be out there in less than two hours. Think you can hold out?"

"The question is, Will, will you be able to hold out?" asked Debbie as she returned to her normal height. Her breasts were still enormous, but she shrunk them down as she put on her camping clothes and they packed for the trip.

to be continued....