Growth in the Club (Paid Post #2)

 Larissa was the first ladies to walk into the club from her group. Immediately she was hit on by some drug dealer, He was trying to get her in bed, and she was just trying to score some stuff for her friends, lines were crossed and things got awkward with a capital “A” As an apology he gave her a free sample and swiftly left the area.
 She slipped it into her drink and drank up when her friends came in. “Waddup Biatch!” Cher exclaimed as she ran up and gave Larissa a hug with the rest of her entourage in tow. “Oh my god girl what are you wearing?” Cher looked Larissa Up and down, She was the only one of the group not wearing a dress.   
 “What? I look hot, I've been working out and my jean shorts just gel with this designer top I found on a thrift trip. Although now they're feeling a bit tight.” Larissa twisted in her clothes uncomfortably. She tugged at her top a bit and her breasts seemed to spill out a bit more.
 “Girl, you are wearing that top Mmkay?” Cher reached out and groped her breasts. “Oo, did you get a boob job and not tell us? Cause honey these are fantastic!? It's like the more I grope them-” Larissa let out a little squeal as she felt her top tighten even more. Her nipples seemed to poke out “Girl, did your, did they, I could swear.” Larissa squealed again as audible rip popped on the outside of her thigh. “Honey, I think you're-”
 “mm don't stop.” Larissa moaned as she felt her watch snap from her wrist.
 Cher stepped back as Larissa inched taller, “Honey I don't think-”
 “I said don't stop!” Larissa gripped Cher's wrists tightly and pulled her in showing her exactly where to touch her. The fly of her shorts ripped open. “mmm yes! God yes!” Larissa slipped Cher's hands down her body about ready to slip her hand into her shorts.
 Cher ripped herself away. “Girl you are hot and seeming to be-” Larissa's top ripped down the short side and clung to her by the single sleeve it had. “getting hotter. But I don't swing that way.”
 “Then find me a girl who does,” Her shorts popped down the side exposing a navy blue pair of panties. “Cause this drug's just kicking in, and it's making me horny as-” another surge hit her hard as she slammed up against a wall. “Fuuuuu-” her body surged up and her head hit the ceiling. ”Ow fuck this shit!” she started to choke a bit and realized her necklace was squeezing around her neck. She grasped it and it easily snapped from around her neck. She breathed heavier and heavier as her shoulders pushed up against the ceiling. Her back slid along the high ceiling as the rafters started to snap away. Her moans were echoing around the dance floor now and the growing sensation finally stopped as her panties popped away and her ass pressed on the roof.
 “NO!” Larissa boomed, “I want more!” she slammed her fists on the walls. “Find me that little pipsqueak, he's got to give me more!”