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Warning: This story will contain boobs expansion, ass expansion, height growth upto mini-gts, muscle expansion, girl stronger than men, teenage girl dominate in a gentle way, etc.

Both the protagonists of this story are currently under the age of 18, and will involve in sexual acts as the story evolves.

If any of the above topics are not your cup of tea, then a humble request to not read this story.

Enjoy, and kindly give suggestions and feedback as I am new to writing, and please point out any mistakes if you find!

Drake wasn’t a very bright student, but he was always interested in sports, even though he was pathetic at sports. He had always been petit, lanky, weak and therefore vulnerable to other kids. Because of this reason, his parents enrolled him in a full time specialised academy, which was renowned to produce remarkable sports people.

The crazy thing about this academy was that it would take children at the age of 12, and after that, the children would only be allowed to visit their parents house only once a year for one month, until they passed out the academy till they were 18 years old, or they were pulled out of the academy by their parents. These children were given just the basic education at the academy as a necessity by the government, as the main focus of the academy was to ‘develop’ the children to their full potential. Because of this reason, only specialised children with a lot of potential were chosen by the academy based on a super rigorous and thorough test, which Drake had obviously failed. But his parents were filthy rich, and they gave a blank cheque to the owner of the academy to take him in. My parents told him they did this so he could make something of himself in the coming year, but in reality they did it to get rid of him, and enjoy their life.

Here is the story of how the academy changed Drake’s life, as he met a girl who would grow onto change the world, both literally and figuratively.

I entered the academy, and put my stuff in the dorm-room. It was a decent sized room and it was pretty good. I was confused whether I should feel sad about the fact that my parents had dumped me, or feel sad about the fact that I have to train vigorously from now on. I showered and reached the auditorium for the briefing like everybody was instructed to. There weren’t as many people as I had expected, and I counted to only about 20 people.

“Boys and girls, welcome to ‘Institute for Development of Gifted Children’. Now, we use the word gifted, because our recruits, that is you all, have been gifted with the biggest gift of them all, potential! Everybody has potential, but they have to exploit it themselves to become something. But, there are a FEW children, who have special sort of potential that can be exploited by skilled people for even better results for you, and that is us. You all have been selected based on a series of tests, which has given us vital information about you. Let me tell you about the sports we will train you all for. There will be boxing, mixed martial arts, weight-lifting, wrestling, sumo-wrestling, basketball, football, baseball and ice-hockey.

Now, you will be playing all these sports for 3 months from now, and given a moderate amount of training. We will analyse you and gather data about you, as to what sport you are meant for, and after we have finalised what’s best for you, then you will be trained ultra-intensively for that particular sport.

Further, you all will be instructed about your diet and training schedules, as you all will have to get in shape in these 3 months, and get physically fit.

At last, as you may know that this place is going to be your home for a long time to come, so I suggest that you all become friends with each other, and find yourself a true companion whom you can trust and who can have your back. This companion shall also become your roommate after 3 months, so be wise!” Jeffery, the director of the institute said, and he gave a one sharp look to everybody, and left.

Whew, that was intense talk to give to a bunch of 12 year olds, I thought!

We all circled around, and I realised one thing, I was the smallest one here! There were 20 of us, 10 boys and 10 girls, and even all the girls were bigger than me! This fact made me red as a tomato, as I had already started panicking. I know that I am small for age, a fact that I was constantly reminded by the bullies of my school. But even those bullies were not as big as these kids who were the same age as me! All these people were head and shoulders taller than me! I greeted around, and it was clear to me that much like my school, the rest of the kids were not interested in me at all, and only greeted me as a courtesy. Literally everybody just said hi to me, told me their name, heard my name, and moved on overlooking me like I was worth their time at all!

“Hi, I am Shelly!” I heard a voice from my behind, and I turned around. I was astonished to see the biggest girl I had ever seen! I had to crane my neck up to look at her face! Like everyone else in the room was head and shoulders escort bursa than me, she was head and shoulders taller than everybody else! She was a brunette, and was quite pretty. I estimated that she was around 1.5 feet taller than me, and that made her 6′ tall! I looked down and I saw hugeeeeeee boobs! I had a neighbour, and I would sneak a peek at her everytime I could since she had big boobs, like melon sized, but this 12 year old girl was even bigger! She was also very wide, and had very broad shoulders, like equivalent to an adult, but then again, she was at par with most grown men! Below her boobs was a chubby abdomen with a little potbelly, followed by broad girly hips, and an ass so big America would cheer crazily for at super bowl!

I noticed that she had offered a handshake, and I was staring at her like an idiot.

“Hi I am Drake.” I said, and I shook her hand, and I almost yelped as her grip was so strong. I guess she had sensed it.

“I am really sorry if the handshake was too tight, I am still getting used to my strength, and it’s not easy.” she said a little embarrassingly. I was a little surprised to see her politeness. Anybody was hardly ever polite to me except my teachers, and a person of her size was the last I would have imagined to be humble.

“Nothing to be sorry about.” I said and smiled, and again to my surprise, she smiled back at me.

“So, what’s your story? Why are you here?” She asked me, and I was surprised yet again. This girl was interested in talking to me! This was a big moment for me as like I said, people tend to ignore me like a rock on a road.

“Uhmm, well there is no story to be honest. My parents just dropped me here so they could live a hassle free life, I conclude from all the eavesdropping I did. They wanted to travel the world and enjoy their youthful life, and it wasn’t possible with me. Plus I am really bad at academics, and I am literally good at nothing, so this is the last resort for me.” I said, and she looked at me seriously.

“Wow, and I thought my self-esteem was low!” she said, and smiled again at me. I didn’t understand why she was smiling at me?

“Well if you are good for nothing and you still have high self esteem you ought to become a politician!” I said, and she laughed so hard, I was astonished.

“Anyway, what’s your story?” I said, and stopped laughing.

“You seem like a nice guy, so I feel I can tell you. I have been growing crazily since the past two years. Like I was smaller than you about two years ago, but within 2 years, here I am. My parents got a little worried seeing me grow, so they got me checked with the doctors, and they found some serious problems within my body. My hormonal system is completely in a disarray, and all the dials have been turned to 11. My doctors said I can become insanely big and strong, and it was sort of expected from me. My mom is like white female Shaq, only bigger! She is 7’3″ tall, and when she was in the NBA, she was over 400 pounds and the most formidable female player ever. But after she retired, she totally let it go, and got crazy big, and she is now over 1000 pounds! My mom wants me to train my ass off here, and then become a sports sensation and earn millions of dollars and appoint her as my manager and take on the world together. At least that’s the plan, made by her.” she said. Clearly, this girl liked to talk! I could see that she was also not very happy with her parents.

We all moved out, and began the 3 toughest months of my life. Had I known what was in the store for me, I would have studied harder and not given my parents an opportunity to dump me here! We would up at 5:30 every morning, even on Sundays, and then spend playing a different sport every hour each, until 8:30 for breakfast. Half an hour for breakfast, and half an hour for rest later, we would exercise for straight two hours, and then play two sports for 2 hours, until 1:30 for lunch. We would get 1 hour for lunch. Then again, two sports for two hours, 1 hour exercise, and again 2 hours for two sports. The torture would end at 8:30 everyday, when we were served dinner, and off to beds at 9. It was literally like being in a military camp from what they show on the television, only without the uniforms and much better food.

Call it a stroke of luck, but I turned out to be a natural at baseball, a sport I had never tried before in my life. My coach said I had a mean pitch, and I could hit the ball properly without much trouble. It was an assurance both me and the authorities of the facility needed, and they had begun to think that I was a waste of their time and resources, but my skills at baseball made them believe that I had something in the bag, as I totally sucked in every other sport.

I was a literal punching bag for the other boys at boxing and mixed martial arts, and they would beat the crap out of me. At weight-lifting, even the smallest person in my batch after me, which was a girl, would lift more than me by a good margin. At wrestling and sumo-wrestling, everybody treated me like a ragdoll, and even girls görükle escort would pick me up and throw me around like a pillow. I totally sucked at basketball since I was so short, and foot-ball and ice-hockey were again no better than wrestling.

But whereas I was miserable at every sport except baseball, Shelly was literally the best at everything on the other hand.

Where I was a punching bag for all the boys at boxing, all the boys were a punching bag for her, except me! I had become sort of her friend, and because of this she would pull her punches to the point where it would only hurt me a little. Trust me, I know this because she knocked everybody else out cold in a heart-beat. In mixed martial arts, she was allowed to use her whole body, and boy did she. Her kicks were strong enough to send the boys flying back, and her thick body would absorb the kicks and punches of the opponents. Like I was a natural at baseball, she was a natural at weight-lifting. She would lift twice that of everyone in weightlifting. Wrestling was the same as mma for her. In sumo-wrestling, she had a sheer size advantage over everyone, and she had no trouble in pushing people out of the ring at all. Basketball was the only sport where she faced some competition, as two boys of our batch were 5’8″ and 5’7″ respectively, so they were able to put up some competition. At football, she dominated both as a line-backer and a front runner, as at both positions nobody could stop her. At baseball, she would pitch the ball so fast that nobody in our batch could hit the ball even a single time, and she would hit a homerun like she was born to do it. My coach said she was probably the first 12 year old girl to hit a home run in a real life sized baseball ground. In ice-hockey, she was not a very good forward, but an excellent defender as she would easily knock down opponents and take control of the put.

Shelly was so extraordinary, that she was removed from the 12 year olds batch, and was put up with 14 year olds, who had two years of intense training and skills, but even they were no good for her, as she was even bigger and stronger than 14 years old, and so she was settled with 15 years old in the beginning of 3rd month,

I never would have imagined that Shelly would become friends with me. Truth to be told, she was my only friend, no surprises there. But what’s more surprising was that I was also her only friend. I had thought that Shelly would become super popular and like everybody else ignore me and unfriend me, but the total opposite happened actually. It was not like that she was mean, or had a bad personality or anything, rather she was the sweetest, most humble, most polite and friendly human I had ever seen. It’s just that she was so competitive that nobody liked it one bit. It was almost like she had a split personality disorder. Outside the sports, she was a doll who was calm, chilled and fun, but as soon as she stepped inside the ring, she would become a bully, who would totally dominate, crush, and harass her opponents. Because of this, nobody liked her and wanted to stay away from her. What’s more astonishing was that she didn’t mind it one bit. I had assumed that a person like Shelly who was a total extrovert and loved to talk, would be a social bee and what not. But that didn’t happen.

3 months passed, and we all were handed down the results of our analysis, and the sports were allotted and would be trained for the rest of the almost 6 years of our time here.

My results were not shocking at all, as I was only allotted baseball. From now on, I wouldn’t have to play 9 different sports everyday and train my ass off, and now I would only be extensively trained in baseball. But because of this, I had almost 5 hours of free time everyday, because of which I had to select extra-curricular academic subjects from the list given to me. GREAT!!!

I was seated in the cafeteria, and I saw Shelly enter. It was a sight that still amuses me to this day, even though I saw it everyday, multiple times. The confidence she walked with, her stride causing her huge boobs to bounce in her too tight bra, her fat hips swaying slightly, and the smile on her face seeing me. She reached my table, pulled a chair, and plopped her big fat ass down, which overly filled the seat.

“You won’t believe it. First I thought I had read my result wrong, then I thought there was a printing error, and I had to go to the faculty room. Apparently I am an exception at this institute, and this has never happened before. Rather than allotting the best sports to me, I am told to choose the sports I would like to train extensively in! According to their analysis I am capable of excelling in all 9 sports, and had it been up to them, they would have trained me in everything! And now I have to select 4 sports and inform them about my decision!” She said, and it was one of those moments I was not surprised at all. I, along with our whole batch, had seen her perform, and even a simple minded person like me would have given her the same analysis.

“So which sports are you thinking of finalising? I assume you have already talked to your mom, what did she say?” I said. In the three months, I had learned that Shelly’s mom was a super control freak, extremely money driven and a dominant woman. She liked to control Shelly, and make all of her decisions for her. And even though Shelly didn’t like this, she didn’t exactly oppose her mother.

“She said to instantly cut baseball and ice-hockey from the list. She said baseball is a game of losers, no offence to you, and players have to retire super early due to injuries and they don’t have much of a career left after that, and the bigger I’ll get the harder it will be to stay good at ice-hockey as brute strength won’t be sufficient for it.” she said, and I had to agree with her mom, as she wasn’t wrong.

“So that’s leave 6, you only have to cut two more.” I said, and she sighed.

“It’s not that easy. It all comes down to how big I want to be. The coaches said if I want to get real big, then I would have to drop mixed martial arts and basketball, as my bulk will be more of a hindrance rather than an advantage. If I want to keep my weight and agility in check, then I have to drop sumo-wrestling and football. The authorities want me to choose size and strength over money, and mom wants me to choose money over anything. I don’t know what to do!” She said, and she sighed sadly.

“What do YOU want, Shelly? Cause that’s all that matters.” I said, and she introspected to answer the question.

“What would you choose for me, Drake? Given you, are you going to be my roommate for almost 6 years from now on, and you will be the one who will have to bear me………..” she said, and I slurped my milk!

“WHAT?!!!!” I said, and she blushed a little. I had wished about this in my dreams, but I had never imagined it would come true!

“What are you saying?! Will they even allow that? You know, boy and girl thing.” I said, and she laughed at this.

“Typically they don’t, but I told them I had no friends at all except you, and the rest of the people don’t like me which is true, and if I were to randomly accommodate with some girl, I may get lonely and my mom might pull me out of the institute, or worse, I take my frustration out on the poor girl and she gets pulled out by her parents! They agreed immediately for us to share the dorm as they can’t afford both the other scenarios!” She said, I was wide eyed on seeing how shrewd she was!

“But do you really want to share a dorm with me? People already make fun of us for seeing us together. You being the biggest and strongest among us, and I being the smallest and weakest. And you know you will only get bigger with time, whereas I don’t think I will get big much. It’s completely ironic. And they will also start assuming we are together.” I said, and she blushed even more.

“Like we both care what people say about us, and I like you enough to even share a dorm with you. Wait, you are comfortable with this right? Oh shucks, did I get it wrong?” She said, and she was horrified for a moment. She looked at me desperately, not knowing what to do.

WAS THIS GIRL CRAZY???

I would have given my pitching arm to share a dorm with her for 6 freaking years! To see a mesmerising super hot beauty like hers every morning after waking and every night before going to sleep, to be able to see her thick, curvy and expanding body even more and probably in even more detail, was more than I had dreamed of! It was hard to accept that she was my friend in the first place, and now we are gonna be roommates!

“Shelly, don’t take this the wrong way, but I would be the luckiest guy ever if I ever were to share even a small thing with you. Getting to stay in the same dorm for 6 years with you is beyond a dream! And I like a whole lot more than you probably like me!” I said, and both our faces were red by now.

“That’s a relief to hear honestly. Great, so this is settled. Now coming back to the topic.” She said.

“What do you want, I will ask again? What does your heart want in the future?” I said, and she gave me a strange look for moments, while thinking.

“I just know that I want to grow to my full potential, without any restrictions or limitations. You know that I see my mom as a role-model, and when I see her now, the size she is, the space she occupies, the power she possesses, it draws me. The heavier she gets the more powerful and curvier she becomes, she owns and loves every pound. Even though she is retired, there is no one to hold a candle in front of her. What she has become in her retirement, and I want to be that and more in my teenage years, and use that to establish my career!” she said, and I admired her.

“So here is what you should do, in my opinion. Drop mma and wrestling. This way, you get to keep basketball, which your mom wants because of NBA having a ton of money, and since you will already training for boxing and sumo-wrestling, you will know how to navigate your size and attack your opponent, so in case you get to heavy for basketball, so you always drop it and switch to wrestling. This way, everybody gets to be happy, your mom, all the coaches, and most of all you!” I said, and her eyes widened. She got up, and literally engulfed me in a bear hug, and face was buried in her big boobs!

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