Female Growth Novels & Stories

To be delectable. Most of the ones who got grouped into this group were females, but occasionally, there was somebody like me. A male. Small, tiny, innocent looking. When I wanted to be. But I fit the overall image. Standing below the average height of most teens my age, and with my petite stature, I was more than viable for that group. My legs are skinny and thin, though they have more than enough muscle to kick a skull in. Or my torso that has small round muscles. It's there, just tiny. Like the rest of me.

She appeared to have been no more than fifteen years of age and vastly inexperienced in the ways of the world. The embittered noble took note of her thin frame and awkward steps as she had only begun to develop due to the onset of puberty. Unlike most women, she was given to having the body of a woman while still being a girl, but the distribution had been most unkind as far as her features went. She wasn't special, quite the opposite. Like the proverbial ugly duckling before becoming a beautiful swan, if she would even be that fortunate.

I felt kind of silly asking, but I needed to understand. Francisca chuckled and leaned in closer. “Sweetheart. Think about what you’re asking. Regular human guys hit puberty, sprout some hair down there, voices drop, dicks grow and start standing up at the slightest breeze. Women? Damn!, we get boobs, hair everywhere, killer cramps, blood pouring out of us, and a hormone storm that never quits. It’s a total nightmare. Now picture all that chaos while a magical creature is clawing to get out and reshape your entire body. It’s exponentially harder. Girls usually don’t manage their first shift until after most boys, just because there’s so much going on physically that it’s tough to concentrate

I train every morning. I learn how to control my gold power. I learn how to hide my scent. Selene teaches me how to move through forests without leaving a trail. Vera teaches me how to fight with a knife. And slowly, my body changes. My clothes begin feeling tighter. My stomach is no longer completely flat. One morning, I stand before the small mirror. I place both hands against my belly. There is barely a curve. But I can see it. A life is growing inside me.

I rolled my eyes. 'After she's done, I'll just paste a smile on my face, talk to her a little. Some selfie's, autograph and bye bye fan girl.' I smiled. "Do you need to take a shower?" Mom said. I looked at her surprised. Why is Mom encouraging her like this. She's a psychopath for God sake! "Uh.... I don't have clothes to change." The girl said meekly. "Don't worry I'll arrange some for you. The maid will lead you to the guest room. You don't want to look this shabby in front of your crush right?" Mom said all smiling.

She wanted something real . She wanted to feel like a woman, not a giggly little girl. Maybe it was because she hung out with adults from a young age, camping and climbing with her parents and their friends. Maybe she was just more mature than her schooling friends. Whatever the reason, she always saw relationships in a different, more evolved manner. Not that she had any boyfriends yet. The guys in school, even the hot ones, just didn’t interest her. They all needed to grow up a bit.

Her mouth opened and closed like a landed carp. I turned to face my daughter. In the last year, she has matured, changed. The little girl is gone, and the young lady is blooming. She has curves now. A killer ass, if a mother is allowed to say, perfect perky breasts. Between her coltish legs, her panties hold back what appears to be untamed pubic hair. She'll fix that, come summer. Now to talk her off the ledge. "Molly, you're eighteen, you're not a child anymore. Mom knows all and says nothing. I'm sorry to shock you like that. Masturbation is very normal. I do it. Dad does it, Jessie does it a lot. It's private, just like Jessie's nudity.

Without hesitation, she absorbed its power. The change was immediate and dramatic. Katherine's wolf form grew larger, transforming from an ordinary gray wolf into a Beta wolf with top-tier combat abilities. Her fur gleamed, muscles rippling beneath it. I sighed inwardly. So it was still like this? This vial of moon stone essence was what I crafted after removing the collar, but it still only worked for Katherine. It was like a fate I couldn't escape no matter how hard I tried. Katherine, now brimming with newfound power, turned back to the training ground. Her attack power and speed had more than doubled. In less than a minute, she defeated the other girl, who lay panting and defeated on the

Lapuz had grown up thinking they were taboo, dirty and shameful. Kate was no doubt precocious. She graduated valedictorian in the public elementary school and her teachers dubbed her “Ms. Small But Terrible”. But it was exactly her book smarts that left her isolated from her more street-smart and early-bloomer peers. As was expected of her, she learned by rote that the reproductive system was one of 11 systems in the human body. The lining of a woman’s uterus thickened in preparation for the arrival of a fertilized egg. But her knowledge ended there; her precocity had hit a wall.

She broke away and looked at me with a playful grin. "What about me? Do you think I've grown, too?" "Uh, yes, definitely," I replied with a smirk. "You used to be 'pencil girl.' Now you're all grown and ... you look amazing. Puberty did some very good things to you." She softly giggled, leaning in closer to me. "You know what I'd like?" her voice lowered seductively. "Hmm?" "I'd like it if you did good things to me, too ..."