Female Growth Novels & Stories

she didn't care. "Inhale ... exhale ... don't let that crazy guy ruin my mood completely." The girl rubbed her chest, which was a little prominent, not very average like a land robin. Thin tall slim flat chest. No, it's not. Gadis has an ideal body, although a bit short. 155cm height often makes Gadis insecure but now, why doesn't she love herself? Who would love her but herself?

It’s the longing of a grown-up woman, a mate. We've been arguing about this for a few months now. As much as I try to seduce him, his iron self-control prevents him from claiming me. I’ve pointed out to him that she-wolves from my pack are already experimenting with sex at the age of fifteen and know much more than me who already have a mate. In the past years, the least I've seen Zane in is a boxer or Speedo. For the last few weeks I've been showing him more of my body. My breasts have grown considerably and promise to become some sweet, heavy marbles. And I always have my pussy shaved clean, waiting for him to see it anytime.

Grayson looked at Jens from head to toe a couple of times. Jens’ current stature was approaching Grayson’s height, so he appeared very mature when coupled with his cold personality. Since Grayson was responsible for Jens’ physical and mental health, he explained to him like a big brother while earnestly persuading him, “Don’t be shy, Mr. Ares. When boys reach 15 to 16 years of age, it’s the budding period for puberty. So it’s normal to be interested in women. Don’t hold yourself back...”

Throughout my childhood, I was a target of taunts and teasing until my teenage years arrived, and with it the surge of male attention. My identity wasn't what caught their eyes; it was the shape of my body that seemed to have them entranced. With ample curves and a full chest, I was the epitome of teenage desire in the male gaze. And as I matured, so did my figure. My thighs grew shapelier, my backside rounder, and my breasts fuller. My waist maintained its delicate form, harmoniously blending with my curves. Standing tall at 5'6, I carried my weight with grace.

Thankfully, my paranoid dad had not cut down all the trees that were outside my room- before, it was a huge disturbance as whenever it was too windy, the branches would hit my window, making loud, irritating noises but now, it was my escape route. I held unto the thick branch and pushed myself off the sill, hoping the branch would not snap at having my weight on it. I quickly jumped unto the tree and climbed to the top having absolutely no problem after that. Being the luna princess had its perks as well, while other girls were having pricy tea parties, I was getting my hands dirty by learning how to climb, fight and defend myself both physically and verbally. I started training when I first

Of course, I had my mother to help me threw it, and now I would have to help Mathilda through it…I can't fuck this up. In just a year her height will spike and after that comes every other change to her body and she will gain muscle, and boobs, eat like her stomach is made of an empty pit where food magically disappears, and her emotions- oh hell, those emotions, my mother wanted to wring my neck at least once a week and in hindsight I understood her. “Thirteen, the good years,” Gabe grinned. I drew a breath and nodded, the good years- right... He grabbed my shoulders, rolled his head, and turned me to face him and his smoldering gaze.

Ixora updated Vera on Berezira's situation, and Vera warmly congratulated the girl, who responded with a smile and a nod. Vera started to explain more about menstruation to the girl while Cherry held her twin by the arm and dragged her a little away from the girl. "Cheer up, Ix. I've explained everything to her and she understands." Ixora shook her head, blinking rapidly to prevent the tears in her eyes from falling. "I just don't understand how people—humans, men born with a conscience—could force themselves repeatedly on a child who hasn't even grown to womanhood." "I'm sure her body is taking this leap into womanhood because of the sexual abuse she's been through."

– When he looks her up and down, but not in a sinister way. - I spent a lot of my childhood listening to bullying. - She said. – It's time for a change. – The girl said. It's almost analytical. “I'm guessing that if you could reach six feet seven or six inches tall, you would be tall by Japanese girl standards, in fact you would be out of the ordinary. - He said. - Yes, already as my mother said, I stretched. – Péngyǒu - Even if I don't get that expectation. – I secretly started taking hormones, it was illegally with some colleagues who were against the boy. - She said.

Let him shovel it in with both hands now. “He was older, more experienced, all cocky and unattainable, and his bangs fell over his eyes so damn perfectly,” I huff at my own stupid girlish naïveté and how easy it is to make a teenage girl fall for a pretty face. “And he noticed me. Of course he did. My body had developed faster than my classmates’, and by tenth grade I already had full breasts, a pretty face, and insane flexibility on top of it.” I climb onto the bed and lean against the headboard, wrapping my arms around my bent knees. Nazar does the same, sitting on my left.

But that little girl had grown up, and this little girl… well, this little girl was older than any child he had ever known. Her hair had grown longer, the curls that framed her face were now streaked with silver and her cheekbones were sharp. A pair of emerald eyes glowed with wisdom and kindness beneath her luscious lashes, while her small nose curled adorably upwards, making her seem far more feminine than the young woman she had become. She held a delicate beauty that seemed almost unreal, as though she were still a young maiden in the throes of puberty. Yet despite this illusionary nature, this girl had taken on a distinct appearance, a unique quality that marked her apart from her peers