Clinical Growing

Clinical Growing.

Morine paced back and forth in her office. “Okay, so you had a bit of an unprofessional day yesterday.” She giggled as she looked at herself in the mirror. “It happens to the best of us. And I am sure next time Summer comes in, you can do your very best to help the young woman get her blueberry urges under control.” She took a deep breath. “But it isn’t like anyone else is going to come in with any strange and. . .” She moaned. “Wonderful afflictions. So, you should be in the clear.”

The door to her office opened. “Morine?”

She blushed and turned to look at the office assistant. “Yes?”

“The three o’clock is here.”

“Oh. Send her in, please.” Morine crossed her legs as she sat down in her swivel chair. “Okay, remember. This is just a normal appointment. Nothing foolish.”

Morine’s eyes widened as the young lady walked in, with two massive bouncing breasts barely contained by her tank top. “Umm, I heard that this is the place to come if you are having. . .” She shut the door behind her. “Special. . . growing issues.”

“Umm. . .” Morine pulled at the collar of her shirt. “Who told you that?”

“Umm. . . it was on an online forum.” She sat down on the couch, her boobs bouncing against one another. “But please. I need to get this issue under control. As you can see, my breasts are already a bit. . . oversized.”

Oversized was an understatement. The young lady’s breasts were well over a g cup, almost the size of fully filled water balloons. Morine gulped as she tried to think of what to say, sweat beating down the back of her neck. “So umm. . . what causes these. . . growth spells? I think if we figure that out, we could. . . work on. . .” Her eyes didn’t leave the young lady’s chest. “We could focus on limiting the growth. Also, I didn’t get your name. My assistant has been a bit scattered brained today after what happened yesterday.” She giggled.

“Oh, me?” The young woman blushed. “My name is Laura. Also, I think it has something to do with my anxiety. I am not sure.” She moaned a little, her nipples pressing against her tank top. “It has been like this for years. And it isn’t just my boobs that swell.”

“Oh?” Morine was even more intrigued now.

Laura looked at the ground. “Yes. You wouldn’t believe it, but on my twentieth birthday, I was so nervous I ended up growing twelve whole feet.” She laughed. “I ended up getting a tad stuck in my bedroom and missing the party my friends wanted to throw for me.”

“So, you can change in size? That is amazing?”

“I mean, I do have a job, and I can’t just be. . . I can’t just be growing in the office!” She sighed. “Or having my ass swell when I get home and bust one of my chairs. I need this under control.”

“I see. And you think this is related to your anxiety, yes?” Laura nodded. “Well, I do think there is something we could try.”

“Oh? What is it.”

“Well, I think we need to. . . get you more comfortable with your growth spells. Then you might not have them happen just because you are anxious or because of other odd reasons.

And you might even be able to. . .” She shivered. “Control them.”

“Oh. I never thought of it like that before.”

“I have some rather. . . interesting methods for trying to control this if you want to try.”

Laura’s face brightened, her boobs bouncing against one another. “Oh my god, yes. The lady online said this would be the perfect place to come. And she was even some kind of blue lady who swells. You help her, so you have to be able to help me.”

Morine nodded her head. “Of course. Of course.”

She rolled her shoulders about. “So, first things first, we need to get you comfortable with changing in size.”

“But I. . . I don’t know how that would work.”

Morine stood up and looked at Laura. “Don’t worry.” She put her hand on Laura’s shoulder. “I will help you. Now just focus on those big, squishy boobs swelling.” Laura’s face turned bright red. “It’s okay. You do need to get used to it.”

“Right. Right.” Laura moaned. “It’s just. . . Ohhhh.” Her breasts suddenly vibrated before swelling a few inches. “Oh god. My tank top is so tight now!”

“Are you okay?”

“Ohhh. . ..”

“How do you feel?”

“Ohhh. . . embarrassed.” She suddenly fell onto her hands and knees as her ass swelled, stretching out her jeans. “Fuck I don’t know if I can do this!”

“You can. You are a strong young woman. Now show me that you can control your growth!” Morine tugged at her blouse. “Show yourself that you can control your growth.”

“I. . .” Laura struggled to her feet, her ass now swelling out of control. “Oh god, I don’t think I can!” Her skin could be seen through the holes in her jeans.

Morine pulled Laura to her feet, her body squished between Laura’s massive boobs. “Do you want to go through the rest of your life at the mercy of these growth spurts?”

“No!” Laura’s thighs tore through her pants. “I don’t! I don’t!”

“Then stop looking at this in a negative light! It isn’t.” Lara’s body hugged Morine tightly as the young woman grew, lifting Morine off the ground. “Being a few feet taller and having a more bursty frame isn’t anything to be embarrassed about. It is empowering. You can do a lot of great things.” She took a deep breath. While she was doing everything, she could to help the young woman, she was also immensely turned on. She was resisting the urge to rub her finger around in her pussy.

“But. . .” Laura shook her head. “I don’t see how I can do anything when I am like this.” She turned around, carrying Morine with her as she grew another few inches. “I just get in the way. Ohhhh. I am sorry. I am getting a little turned on.”

“Don’t be. That isn’t anything to be ashamed of, either. We can table that for a moment.” Morine took a deep breath as she watched Laura’s ass grow to match the size of her breasts, giving her a generous hourglass frame. As she walked about the small office, her body swayed about in a heavenly manner. “Can you tell me something that you are doing right now that you couldn’t do before?”

“I don’t. . . I don’t know?”

Morine giggled. “You are holding me up right now with your breasts. And I know for a fact if you continued to grow, you could do many wonderful things. You just need to give yourself the chance.”

Laura suddenly realized Morine was wedged in between her boobs. “Oh, I am so sorry.” She popped out the young therapist from between her breasts only to hit her head on the ceiling. “Oww!” Laura knelt down, knocking dozens of books off of Morine’s bookshelf. “Oh fuck. I am so clumsy like this.”

Laura giggled. “It’s fine.” She moaned a little as she watched Laura’s tank top rip. “Just sit down on the couch, and let’s continue.”

Laura did as she was told, almost crushing the small couch under her curvy weight. “Sorry. Sorry.”

“It’s okay.” Morine crossed her legs. “So. You said this growth makes you a bit. . . aroused as well?”

Larua’s cheeks turned bright red. “Yes, well. That is also a bit embarrassing.” She suddenly swelled two feet, pushing Morine against her desk. “Fuck!”

Morine giggled. “It’s okay. Don’t worry.” She moaned as she climbed onto Laura’s leg. “Dealing with these emotions is a very, very good step towards controlling your growth.”

“What do you mean?”

Morine pulled her blouse down, trying to keep her voice steady. “I mean, if you want to keep your growth under control, you may want to not hide that this turns you on. Not run from the fact that you enjoy it. Otherwise, you might just keep growing and growing and growing. . .” Her voice kept becoming more high-pitched. “Your boobs becoming bigger and bigger, more squishy.”

“Doc?”

Morine gigged. “Sorry. But what I am getting at is thinking that this growth is sexy isn’t a bad thing. And if you want help dealing with these thoughts, I can help with that as well.”

“What do you mean?” Laura grew another foot. “I don’t see how you could help.”

Morine raised an eyebrow. “Oh? You don’t?” She climbed onto Laura. “I guess I will have to show you that being big isn’t a bad thing.” She pressed her hands onto Laura’s big squishy boobs. “We are taking this therapy into overdrive.”

“Ohhhhhh god!”

“Now then. Our goal is for you to get your growth under control before you outgrow the room and admit that you really, really enjoy this.” She pressed down hard onto Larua’s right nipple. “Okay?”

“Ohh fuck. But I. . .” She grew another few inches. “I don’t know. . . ohhh. . .”

“I can see in your eyes that you like this! Why do you deny it!” Morine pressed down harder. “Growing isn’t anything to be embarrassed about! Now enjoy your growth, my big lovely dear!”

“Oh fuck!” Laura grew again, her back pressing against the back wall and arching against the ceiling. “I. . . I do kind of like it. No, I kind of love it.”

Morine ripped apart Laura’s tank top. “You need to say more than that. Don’t be so timid.” She tossed off her blouse. “Say how much you love to have your body slowly grow. How much you love your breasts expanding out.” She squeezed Laura’s breasts. “To become the big goddess that you are.”

“Ohh fuck!” Laura kicked out, slamming the therapist’s desk against the wall. “I. . . am a lovely giant lady, and I do love getting this big. I. . . ohhh fuck.”

“It is wonderful, isn’t it?”

“Yesssssss!”

Morine moaned, watching Laura grow slowly. “What exactly do you love?” She ran her finger along Laura’s big curvy body, pressing her own boobs against Laura’s massive round mounds.

“I love growing. I don’t care who else sees. Ohhhhh!”

Morine licked her lips as Laura’s growth finally came to an end. “That is great.” She rested on the giant young lady’s chest. “I think. . . we hit an early break though.” She took a deep breath. “But of course, we will need many, many more sessions to make sure you get your growth spurts well under control.” She giggled. “And I know this was a bit drastic, but. . .”

“I am not complaining. I had fun.”

Morine smiled. “Well then. I am so happy to help. Please. Recommend my practice to anyone else who is having lovely growth-related issues.” She took a long, deep breath. “I would love to help.”

***

“What do you mean there are no more patients with growth-related issues!” Morine tossed her assistant to the side. “After all the help I did!”

Frank looked at her, confused. “What is the problem? It isn’t like people with that blueberry issue, or the strange giantess issue grow on trees.”

Morine took a deep breath. “Ugh, it’s nothing. When did I schedule them to come back?”

“A month from now.”

She tapped her finger on the desk. “I can’t wait that long for them to come back.

Ughh.”

“Umm. . .” He looked at her, confused. “Why? Do they really need that much help?”

She turned her head, her cheeks bright red. “Umm, no. Of course not. I am making great progress in helping them with their issues. Please leave.”

“Okay?” He sighed as he left her office. “Is there a reason why it smells like sweat in here?”

She tossed a shoe at him. “I said leave!” He gasped and left the room.

Morine snorted before pacing back and forth. “I would have thought more people would want me to help them. What am I going to do?” She looked at herself in the mirror. “What?

I don’t have a problem with other people growing and swelling? I have it completely under control. I do.” She narrowed her eyes. “I DO!”

Morine snorted. “But I can’t go that long. I need to help someone.” She crossed her arms. “Even if that means making sure someone has a growing problem to deal with.” She rubbed her hands together. “Yes. That is, it. If there aren’t any new patients, I will just make one.” She giggled.