u/A_Size_Too_Small

This land was once a humble quiet place. Serfs tended the field, merchants peddled good, and lords governed the land. There was always monsters and magic on the edges of society but seldom would it touch our lives.

It all changed when Expalria the Endowed cast a curse over the kingdom. It was subtle at first. Some monsters of the night a little bigger than before, crops and women being more fertile. Nothing that couldn’t be put to chance and a good harvest.

Then magic began to change. A simple healing spell for a broken leg would leave you unable to fit into your britches. A potion to give you strength would have you grow a foot taller. A magical poison intended to turn you to stone would leave you immobile, not through petrification but by expanding your breasts until you are unable to move.

This is the world you live in. One of magic and adventure, but where most of it ends in expansion. Healers can remedy some of the consequences, but most who choose a life of adventure end up larger than life… literally.

Will you take up sword to end the curse? Study magic to reverse it? Or perhaps work in the shadows to make its effects worse. The story is up to you. Adventure at your peril.

Hi there. This is an idea a love. A fantasy world where expansion is the consequence of most spells, traps and potions. The idea I gave there doesn’t have to be the world you play in. I would love for this to feel collaborative. Maybe it’s a normal world with one dungeon that has expansive properties or just one city. Your character can be whatever you like. Think D&D, what is their class, what are they good at, what is their background, and how do they feel about growing?

I like the idea of having a method of going back to normal-ish after growing so we can continue the story and do the growing all over again. Any part of you might grow in this story.

Kink: expansion, growth, wardrobe malfunction, lactation, immobility and more.

Limits: Death and gore(in sexual scenes), gross stuff, toilet stuff.

Be ready for a growing adventure.

It’s summer. The weather is warm. The sky is clear. It’s time for the beach. You and a group of friends head down to lay around, play some games and drink some beers. It should have been one of the best days of the summer.

What you didn’t know what that there had been a problem at the local chemical plant. Instead of the chemical run off being taken to tanks that were later removed, it seems a pipe had sprung a leak. The leak causes the runoff to go right into the bay you were swimming in. Who knows what’s in that water?

Nothing seems weird at first. Then suddenly one of the guys starts complaining his trunks are too tight. They were loose swimming shorts but you can see the clear outline of a massive bulge. Then it happens to you. You swear the bikini you put on this morning covered your ass. Now it could barely be called a thong… you start to hear a ripping sound in your bikini top. You look around the beach. It’s seems you and your friends aren’t the only ones having this problem.

Hey there! Had the idea for big growing fest down by the beach. Bit of a silly idea but I like walking that fine line of fun/silly and kinky/sexy. Opportunity to play many characters as the whole beach expands. Will you want to be the biggest on the beach? Or hid away until it all blows over? DM and let me know how you’d handle a beach of growing assets.

Kinks: expansion (breast is best but I like most others), lactation, wardrobe malfunction, immobility, size difference and others.

Limits: death, gore, gross stuff, toilet stuff.

You had developed before everyone else. You became a freak. Bullied all day for your size. Called slut, whore, Little Miss Funbags. Now you’re at collage that should change, right? We’re all adults.

You’d never been more wrong. All the girls would give you pricing looks. Talk about you behind your back “omg why is she wearing that? She can bearly fit in it.” You knew they wanted you to hear.

The boys were worse. Either call you a fat blob or groping you in the halls. I was the worst. Putting poster up with your picture that read “missing cow”. Stealing your clothes from the wash and leaving nothing but tiny teeny tank tops and bra. It was humiliating.

Plus you have a condition. Each time you feel embarrassed you start to produce milk. Each time I bully you, you begin to lactate all over the place. Something that I use to bully you even more. The more milk you make the bigger you get. This can keep going on.

Had the idea of being your bully and making you bigger and bigger with embarrassment. Give us a DM and have your milk bags belittled.

Kinks: breast expansion, other expansion, lactation, immobility, wardrobe malfunction… others can be discussed. No size limits so let me know if you have any.

Limits: death, gore, bathroom stuff

It’s your first day on the job. You hope you’re good enough. The Mammery Factory is the best job in your little town.

You’ve got DD. You will obviously be great.

Then you get in the line. The girl in front of you has a J cup at least. You look behind. That girl is struggling to stand with her size. You start to feel inadequate.

Suddenly some men in uniform grab you. “Sorry ma’am. You need some hormone treatment if you want to continue”

You have the option to say no. But do you?

Hey there. Had the idea to grow in a factory setting. We need to produce and make profit so we need to keep growing. Let’s get you to an industrial size

I’ve got no size limits. But let me know your kinks and limits.

Have you always felt too small? Never fill out clothes like you want them too? Are your curves more of a straight line?

Then do not fear. At Sizable Inc we have just introduced our department of Growing Sales. Any size you could wish for delivered at a reasonable price. If you can afford it, we can get you there.

Contact us and you’ll be the size you want in a tap, swipe and a wire transfer to the Cayman Islands.

Hi there. Super simple here. Open to whatever interpretation you may bring. A surgery gone wrong? A pill with never ending side effects? Or is it all going to plan and you really want to be the biggest in the world. I would be a guy in sales trying to upsize you for that sweet commission. Maybe you’re a stranger or I’m trying to get my stepsister to make me some extra cash.

Kinks: breast expansion, other expansion, lactation, immobility, wardrobe malfunction… others can be discussed. No size limits so let me know if you have any.

Limits: death, gore, bathroom stuff

You had always been insecure about your body. Always a little too skinny. Always a little too short. Never filling out the clothes you liked the way you wanted to.

As your father your needs are my needs. If you need a car. You get one. If you need a new phone. It’s yours. So when you always said you wanted to be bigger. I found a way.

The night before your 21st birthday I snuck a potion I’d found online into your wine you were having with dinner.

The next morning I heard you shriek. With excitement or worry? I burst into your room to see what was wrong. Looks like the potion worked. I just didn’t except it to work that well.

Nice basic prompt to work with here. A doting father dealing with his daughter’s growth, or perhaps enjoying it. Happy to change to a stepfather if you’re uncomfortable with the incest.

DM so we can celebrate your bday.

Kinks: breast expansion, other expansion, lactation, immobility, wardrobe malfunction… others can be discussed. No size limits so let me know if you have any.

Limits: death, gore, bathroom stuff