Series Intro (Updated):

This content is part of a larger series I c*ll “Potions.” I released a video that covers the rules (actual title: “Potions – The Rules”), and I discounted it as much as possible so watching it won’t break the bank, hehe. In each video I choose a potion from the selection I have, I “activate” it, and then we see what it does. I also have to guess what it will do before it takes effect to see who wins the wager I have with my best friend, the one recording these l*ttle sessions.

In the rules video I explain the wager. He’s super rich, and I have to guess each potion’s effect. If I get three right, I win. If I don’t, he wins. The winner keeps the content and can do whatever they want with it. So if you’re seeing this video, it means I lost the wager. If I win, I get unlimited access to my best friend’s money, which he kind of gives me anyway. If I lose, then he and I become more than friends, which is already starting to happen by the time we’ve reached this final sixth potion after so much time has p*ssed.

Quick recap over, it’s time to jump into the current potion: the long-delayed finale we finally got around to filming after life happened to both of us.

This Video’s Description:

Today’s potion is the last one. I’m dressed for a night out at an event called Saints and Sinners, wearing a red spandex leotard, a high-waisted mini, fishnet stockings with a garter belt, and I carry into view a pair of brand-new gold-and-red studded boots. You, my bestie, stop me at the door with the camera and point to the old potion plate, which used to be full of potions, but now carries just one.

The vial is labeled “Soar,” so I keep my guess simple, and proclaim I’ll get to fly. I take the potion, slip it under my tongue, swallow, and wait. Nothing at first. I bend to pull on the first boot and a rush of tingling rolls through me. I steady myself, ask if I just grew, and you tell me I did. I lace the second boot and another wave h*ts. I’m bigger. Taller. I grab the cabinet, breathless and a l*ttle turned on as my body expands upward.

The growth spurts come in waves. I try and reach for the potion in anticipation of another swell, but you stop me from taking more because you know what is coming. What starts as you clearly being taller than me, turns into eye level, then before I know it, I’m so far above you that you’re practically beneath my feet. Laughing now, I giggle and moan about how it feels so good to get bigger, and I suddenly feel very glad you made me do the final potion.

Now that I’m immense, I run my hands over my bigger-in-all-ways body and tease the power openly. I lift a boot and toy with the idea of planting my sole right where you stand. I lower it slowly, let you study the tread, then smile and pull it back. From below the view is its own kind of mercy. You can see right up my miniskirt to the red leotard barely cupping my cheeks. I turn and give you the full silhouette of your giantess goddess.

Well, we mustn’t dally! We have places to be and doors to squeeze these fat upgraded cheeks through. I wiggle my hips just to prove I can still get through the frame. I think I’ll be a Saintly Sinner tonight. Really embody the theme, ya know? Abruptly, I reach down with a clawed hand, pinch your tiny world between my fingers, and lift you to come with me.

Final potion, check. All height, all heel, all powerful, all control.

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