Distorted already, the tale grew in the telling.

She could see the tales of men had grown in the telling.

As usual, the tale grew in the telling.

The tales of his athletic ability grew with each workout.

"This tale grows more fantastic by the moment," he said at last.

So the tales grew until the people were half mad.

Over the long weekend, the tales grew in the telling.

You know how the tales grow like grass on such a patch of ignorance as that.

The tales grow daily greater, so that men are afraid to travel into that country!

The tale grows increasingly wild and violent as she closes in on this bizarre grail.