Finding the Spark Again (Commission, Futa/Futa, Hyper, Size, Growth)

Story by Tosaku No Kishi

Story commissioned by Jonathon from my Patreon.

A lesbian couple have grown bored of their bedroom antics. So, one of them decides to spice things up with a pill that has some interesting results.

Jennifer rolled over onto her side, facing away from her girlfriend. She felt her do the same, their butts pressing together, though it did nothing to add intimacy to the night. After a failed attempt at riling up her lover there was no redeeming it. All they could do was try and sleep, despite Jennifer’s lingering trills of arousal that had spurned the moment. She frowned as she nestled into her pillow and slipped a leg between Laura’s. It was the least she could expect.

There had to be some way to spark their relationship again. Jennifer tried to temper her breathing, hoping to lull herself to sleep, but her thoughts refused to quell. She scoured her memories for hints at what she could do, for anything that Laura might’ve mentioned to spice up their love life. There was something, Jennifer thought, though she doubted that her girlfriend would be into it. Although anything was worth a try.

Two days later and Jennifer exited the Autus Pharmacy. She had two of their newest pills, both barely past the trial phase. It paid to have friends in high places. Jennifer didn’t waste time once she was back in her car and swallowed one, leaving the other just in case Laura shared some of her more extreme tastes. Warmth flushed through her moments later, as did a sensation of tightness in her clothing.

She took a deep breath and grunted when her bra dug into her shoulders. It was faster than she’d anticipated, though it seemed to be slowing down. Jennifer hastily removed her bra, letting her breasts breathe as she sighed in relief. The sensations soon passed, giving her enough peace of mind to drive back home. Her friend said the pills would fully take effect within twenty-four hours. She had every intention spending those hours around her girlfriend.

“Hey, Laura, I’m back!” Jennifer called as she stepped through the door. It had been an hour’s drive back from the pharmacy, giving the pill more time to work its curious scientific wonders. Her oversized shirt now struggled to properly fit around her breasts, while remaining incredibly loose around her waist. The belt on her strained jeans cut uncomfortably into her sides.

“What did you go to get again?” Laura inquired from the living room, idly sketching an image from the television, and looked up at Jennifer’s smiling face from the doorway.

“Just a little something,” Jennifer answered slyly, winking at her lover.

“I swear if it’s some kinky bondage shit,” Laura let the threat trail off, though her glare remained fixated on Jennifer’s jubilant face. After several months together, it was impossible for her to fully hide anything from Laura. Not that Jennifer didn’t try.

“No, nothing like that. Give it some time and I’m sure you’ll notice,” Jennifer teased, walking over to sit beside her.

“Did you pad your bra?” Laura groaned, rolling her eyes with a good-natured smile, “You know I don’t care about boob size, right?”

“I do,” Jennifer nodded, “Not that I can understand why.” She added, glancing down at her girlfriend’s prodigious bust, which pulled her top taut around their wide expanse. It was rare in the past few weeks, but Jennifer loved watching Laura’s nipples harden and tent the fabric.

“Just how I am, I guess,” Laura shrugged and leaned up, pecking her on the cheek. She lingered there, inhaling softly, “Did you get a new perfume?”

“No, why?” Jennifer arched an eyebrow. She had heard about this from her friend, that the pill had the unintended side effect of heightening pheromones, though she hadn’t expected to work so quickly.

“You smell good,” Laura stated, smiling softly, “Sexy.”

“Thanks,” Jennifer beamed, relieved that her plan was working thus far, “I’m gonna go change. I swear these clothes are shrinking.”

“Or maybe you’re still growing?” Laura offered.

“Maybe,” Jennifer agreed with a knowing smirk, then rushed upstairs to inspect the current changes to her figure. They weren’t ostensibly noticeable without a keen look, much less so through her clothes, though she could easily see that her breasts had grown more than a cup size, and her hips had improved similarly. Neither could overshadow the most striking development though, that being her clit.

It poked out from its hood and hung in front of her pussy. Jennifer didn’t dare touch it, already fearful that a breeze would brush against the growing cluster of nerves. When the shape finished forming, then she could indulge in a little contact. She took a deep breath and rubbed some desensitising gel onto it, restraining a moan before the gel t

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