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Dr Turner wasn’t expecting any more patients, considering he had just finished up his 4:30 and it was just about quitting time. He spun ‘round in his chair, startled at her surprise visit then incredibly shocked at her towering, busty form. Dressed in nothing but a huge, overflowing bra and a pair of stretchy workout shorts, Tammy wasn’t even wearing shoes.

Before he could voice his concerns, she kept on talking. “That medicine was amazing! I’ve never felt so much better in my life. These things?” She playfully slapped her right breast, which sent it jiggling. “Biggest bra the store had. And I’m bigger than it!”

Dr. Turner had just stayed seated, mouth wide open. Tammy was a new patient, her first appointment was no more than a week ago. He had prescribed a much shorter, much lest busty Tammy home with a two month supply of pills.

He went to speak, but the amazonian lady stopped him. “Ah, ah! I know what you’re thinking. I may have gone a little overboard with the meds. I can explain, though!” Her long arm found a chair in the corner of the room, which she then dragged over and sat down on it. Her hips had just barely cleared the arm rests as she dropped her sizable ass on it with a creak.

“The first couple days weren’t an issue.” She leaned to the left and the right, settling down on her seat, which was groaning below her. “Then, on like, Wednesday, I took my morning dose and I was a little, well, frisky.” She motioned down to her crotch for emphasis. “So I wake up my man and we go at it. And god, it was fucking amazing. Literally mind blowing.”

Tammy mimed the act of her head exploding, making the “pop” sound effect as her arms shot out in each direction, nearly knocking things off of the counter to her left. The motion of her arms sent her tits jiggling again. Dr. Turner, who still had not said a word, did his best to keep his professional composer with this giant woman talking to him about her sex life.

“Anyways, right after the evening pill, it happened again. Just, this mind blowing sex. Then I made the connection it was probably these pills. They were for my mood, right? Well if they make sex feel like that, whooo!” She leaned back in the comparatively small chair. “And uh, after that… I wasn’t too cautious with the stuff.”

At first, the seven and a half foot tall woman looked a bit down, like a child admitting to stealing from the cookie jar. “But it’s fine! I have huge tits now!” She thrust her chest out. A stitch under her arm popped. “At first, I was double dosing in the morning and at night, and a day later I was too big for my bra! Then the next day my pants didn’t cover my ankles! And the sex, god damn!”

“Wait, you started taking more than your prescribed dose?” Dr. Turner finally spoke up, incredulous at how brazenly she had abused her medication.

“Well, yeah. You can’t say no to how good it feels when you’re taller than your man and you can just have your way with him.” She paused, thinking about the sex she had just had before she drove to the clinic without an appointment. Tammy caught her mind wandering, realizing she had bit her lip while thinking. “I wasn’t gonna say no to these tits either.”

Yet another satisfied tit slap, yet another round of jiggles. She was trying to pump the sex appeal, hoping the motion of her chest had the typical hypnotic effect on the male practitioner too.

“But otherwise, I feel completely fine! Better than ever actually!” Her arms spread wide again, showing off her amazonian body. “Just a bit bigger than normal. I’m out of pills though, and-”

Dr Turner waved his hand, and Tammy stopped talking. “And you want a refill.” He sighed and finally rose from his chair. Tammy perked up, but before she could get a “Yippee!” out, it was the doctor’s turn to keep talking.

“I’ve seen your kind of woman before. Had one of you at my last practice.” He walked to a cabinet behind the overgrown woman and unlocked it. “I had heard rumors about potential hormonal side effects of this stuff, but I didn’t believe it until my old intern told me about this girl who outgrew my old clinic out west.”

“You’re saying I can get bigger?” Tammy said, a little to excited. Her head came farther up Dr. Turner’s chest than he had expected, despite her still being seated.

“Yeah, I’m surprised you hadn’t put two and two together yet.” He punched the code into the safe and grabbed a few pill bottles.

“I kinda did, I just didn’t think it would be this easy. I mean, I did just drop by without an appointment.”

“Tammy, you’re a foot and a half taller than me. Probably way stronger too. There’s not much I can do to stop you, so, here.” Turner threw the medicine her way, and she scrambled to catch them.

Tammy had such a large smile on her face she looked like a kid on Christmas morning.

“Thank you thank you THANK YOU!” She had four or five of the little orange pill bottles in her hands, the rest of what the doctor had on him. She dropped most of them in her lap and was having a bit of trouble using her large fingers to open one of them.

Dr. Turner watched her struggle for a second or two, then moved to leave the office. He hung up his coat as the sound of fingernails scraping plastic and the rattling of pills on plastic sounded from behind him.

“Wait,” He stopped, putting his white coat on the hook in his office. “I gave you a two month fill a little over a week ago. You’re out already?” His eyebrow was cocked as he looked back to Tammy, who had just emptied an entire bottle of the stuff into her mouth. She swallowed with a comical gulp.

“Why would I be here if I wasn’t? I had cracked into the second bottle yesterday, and right before I left I just took the rest.”

Dr. Turner sighed. Just like the rest of them. “God, you’re probably still growing from that, let alone…”

“Oh yeah, I’ve felt my bra get tighter just sitting here. Maybe I feel a little bit taller too?” She stood up, her hips rubbing against the arms of the chair on the way up. She was easily a few inches taller than when she had arrived and bulging around the bra she had been wearing. “Yep, definitely taller. And like, a cup size bigger, too.” She looked down at the doctor, who had one hand on the door handle. He looked so cute down there.

“And horny. Very horny.” A damp spot formed at the crotch of her poor workout shorts, camel toe visible and swollen against the fabric. She took a step toward him, getting close enough that the eye contact between them was partially blocked by the ridge of breast flesh overflowing her bra. A soft swell of boob that was slowly, softly swelling forward. “Do you think you can help me, doctor?”

Tammy placed a hand on his shoulder. It was substantially bigger than he had thought it would be. Dr. Turner was intimidated, but held his ground. He brushed her arm of with his. “Sorry love, you’re not for me.” He knew it wasn’t the best idea to stick around after that line, and he quickly opened the door and slid out, slamming it behind him.

Tammy roared in a way only a giantess could. She pounded on the door, which surprisingly held under her tirade. Dr. Turner took a few steps back, checking his watch. With that dosage, at her size, adding in the current drug saturating her system, he figured it was best to get some distance from this woman sooner rather than later.

He speed-walked down the hall, the door pounding behind him replaced with the sound of loud moaning and ripping clothes. He wasn’t even half way down the hall when he heard a crack, then felt a building shaking thump. That was probably Tammy growing too tall for the room and then falling on her ass.

The noises coming from his office grew louder and louder. A mix of moaning, grunting and the smashing of furniture filled the entire building as the doctor made it out of the front door. He wasn’t even to his car before Tammy’s gigantic head exploded out above the one story roof.

She gasped in relief, probably having just orgasmed. Dr. Tuner had estimated her height to be somewhere north of 30 feet tall, considering she was probably still sitting in the room he had just ran out of. He went to unlock his sports car, looking up for a split second as his patient abruptly grew again.

Tammy rose higher, two enormous breasts each tearing a larger hole in the ceiling than her head. When it was done, she was head and shoulders taller than the rest of the building, even sitting. Her breasts, which were way bigger than before, were still partially hidden by what was left of the small clinic.

Dr. Turner figured this was a good time to GTFO, so he did. He squealed his tires out of the parking lot, sure to keep an eye on his former patient as he sped away.

“God dammit, why am I just not turned on by tall girls and big tits?” He thought to himself, watching Tammy in the rear view mirror fondle her oversized chest and grow even larger.

Tammy, meanwhile, was moaning in ecstasy as half a year’s worth of giantess-inducing chemicals coursed through her body. She gasped as she suddenly doubled in size, her ass covering the entirety of the strip-mall clinic. Her legs had grown so far in front of her they had punched through a dollar store and a nail salon, her feet and shins blocking traffic on the far road.

She had gathered her emotions just enough to stand up, the rubble from outgrowing a building sliding off her legs as she got up. She was getting close to a hundred feet tall at this point.

“And these tits!” She yelled out, to no one in particular. Her voice boomed over the city. She was masturbating with one hand, and with her free one she reached around her expansive chest and was just barely able to reach and tweak her nipple. Her own touch sent shivers down her spine and she shot upwards another 10 feet.

Dr Turner was gunning it west on the freeway, glancing back at the city in the mirror. Tammy soon appeared on the opposite side of the skyline. At first, her hair was just barely visible, then she shot up, it had to have been at least 50 feet at once, then her whole head was above the tallest buildings.

The giantess swung her body around, purposely swinging her chest into the nearest skyscraper. Her blimp sized tits knocked it over like it was made of paper, and Tammy’s body celebrated her first building kill by growing another 100 feet taller.

The doctor saw her chest rise above the peaks of the skyline. Then her waist. Then her knees.

“Guess I got to move back out west.” He took one last look behind him and saw Tammy laying across the entire tri-state area. He downshifted and slammed the accelerator pedal down.

“Y-Yeah, It was for a display,” The poor store clerk looked up at her, past wobbling cleavage that probably could’ve hid her head. “Normally we don’t go past an F.”

“I’m like, twice as big as that,” she said, trying to get the shoulder straps up into position. “At least. And still growing too.”

“Still growing?” the clerk asked, with a gulp.

“Look at me! I’m 7 and a half feet tall with tits bigger than my head.” She finally got the bra all the way on, and honestly, it was looking a bit undersized. “Probably twice as big as your head.” She added, patting the side of her left breast.

“Um,” the clerk stammered, watching Carrie’s tits wobble to and fro. “It looks like its a bit too small.”

“That’s what I was thinking.” She said, looking down at the soft breast flesh that was a bit too big for the cups. “It looks like it’s getting smaller too.”

“Smaller?” Carrie and the clerk watched as the bra seemingly shrunk, Carrie’s tits overwhelming it by at east a cup size now.

“Hah, no, stupid. I’m just getting bigger!” Carrie laughed, throwing her head back as her tits grew further, adding inches and cup sizes until the black bra burst off, landing on the store clerk, one of the cups covering her entire head.

Carrie’s breast expansion was accompanied by growing taller as well, shooting up inches in height as well as bust. Her already huge jeans rode up her legs, ripping down the sides as her thighs thickened and ass blew up behind her.

By the time the clerk had shrugged off the huge black bra, she was looking up to an eight foot tall Carrie, a smug look plastered across her face as she looked down on the short girl that was trying to sell her underwear.

“That was a big one! I’ve never grown that fast! These things gotta be bigger than basketballs now,” She said proudly, hefting one in her hand. Her hard nipple about poked the clerk in the eye, even though she was standing a foot and a half away from the giant girl. “Way bigger than basketballs.”

The clerk had no words. It wasn’t normal for a girl to be that busty and that tall, let alone get even taller and even bustier. What was concern was now fear, but also a little bit of arousal.

Carrie dropper her tit, which took a few seconds to wobble back into place. She felt her pants rip, but had difficulty looking around her gargantuan chest to see how badly.

“Can I just do that now?” She wondered out loud. “Oh fuck it, I need new clothes anyways, lets give it a shot.” Looking down at her cleavage, she concentrated on the feelings of growth, sure enough, she grew.

All of a sudden, Carrie expanded in all directions. Her ass blew apart the seat of her pants as her thighs plumped and lengthened enough to rip through the rest of her jeans. She shot up a full foot this time, and her tits grew so big and so fast they knocked the poor store clerk on her ass.

All the little girl could do was stare up at this nine foot tall amazon with tits that covered most of her torso. She looked even more massive from the clerk’s position on the floor. She couldn’t even see this giant girl’s face from under her tits!

“Where did you go? This is fun!” Carrie giggled, standing there, naked except for a super stretched pair of panties somehow still clinging to her ultra-wide hips. There was a wet spot on the crotch.

The clerk started crab walking backwards, suddenly appearing in Carrie’s view over the horizon of her yoga ball sized breasts.

“Hey, come back, I’m not done yet!” she said, reaching an arm out and taking a step. She grew violently, another two feet taller with tits twice as big. Those massive tits hit the ground with a store shaking thud, knocking over decorations on the other side of the room. The clerk just narrowly missed getting crushed by a pair of breasts each bigger than her own body.

The poor clerk managed to scramble to her feet, still back peddling as she looked at the gigantic woman laying on the floor of her shop.

“You’re fucking insane!” She screamed, getting back to the sales counter and picking up the phone. “I’m calling the police!”

The girl frantically dialed 911, and Carrie considered saying something in response, but she just willed herself to get even bigger instead. She was close to twelve feet tall at first, but then grew to over 15 feet tall in a single burst, the feeling of her hard nipples dragging against the rough carpet giving her a mini orgasm as she expanded.

Her feet knocked over a mannequin at the front of the store while her hips and tits brushed up against clothing racks to either side of her. When she stood up, Carrie was precariously close to the high ceiling in the bra shop. Her bellybutton was just visible below the bottom of her gargantuan breasts.

“Hello, police?” The store girl pleaded into the phone. “There’s this girl here in the store, she’s fucking massive and,” she looked up at the giantess and screamed, taking a step backwards. “She’s even bigger you gotta get here right now!” she yelled into the phone.

“Oh, little one, don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you.” Carrie reached over her tits, trying to grab the girl. She didn’t learn from her first fall, and the weight of tits that weighed as much as small cars caused her to topple forward a second time. The clerk dodged her huge hand and the rest of her falling body as Carrie fell forward through the wall behind the counter, bursting into the fitting room.

The sound of crumbling plaster and metal rang out over the entire store as Carrie groaned, annoyed at the fact she didn’t expect her heavy tits to drag her to the floor yet again. The clerk, fearing for her life, made a break for it, running out of the front of the store.

Carrie twisted around, her tits bulldozing through multiple clothing stalls in the process as her long legs threw aside racks of clothes behind her. She just barely caught a glimpse of the girl running out front before darting to the front doors of the mall.

“You little shit!” She yelled, her voice seeming to rattle the walls around her.

The clerk sprinted the entire way to the front doors of the mall, where she saw the first cop car roll up with its lights on. As soon as the cop got out of the car, the clerk started screaming at him about some giant woman who nearly killed her.

The cop looped his thumbs under his belt, as most cops do, thinking that this short girl was having some sort of panic attack.

Suddenly, Carrie’s head burst out of the roof of the mall. She looked around a bit, before spying the clerk and the cop out front.

“Oh, hey! You brought friends!” She said with a smile. “Gimme one sec here, unf” Carried grunted, then grew bigger. Two tremendous tits grew up through the roof, each as big as the store she walked into ten minutes ago.

She stood up to her full height, somewhere above 50 feet at this point. Even standing 20 feet above the building, her tits still rested on the roof of the mall.

“That’s one big bitch,” the cop said, putting one hand on his gun, as cops do.

“What the fuck did you just call me?” Carrie said, in a demeaning tone, pivoting her whole body to face the man.

“I called you a huge bitch!” He shouted up at her, doubling down on his previous statement, as cops do.

“I’ll show you a huge bitch!”

Carrie grew, way faster than before, suddenly doubling in size before the two bystanders looking up from the ground. The roof used to be waist height, but now it didn’t even reach her knees.

“Is this huge enough for you?” She said proudly, hands on her hips, standing way above the one story mall beneath her.

“Or should I get even bigger?” Carrie took his insult as a challenge, and willed herself to grow as she bulldozer her way through the mall. Concrete, steel and glass shattered as she stepped through multiple stores towards the parking lot. By the time she got there, Carrie was 150 feet tall, staring down at the two miniature people at her feet. They didn’t even clear her ankle.

The cop got scared as the giantess loomed over him, and as cops do, he drew his gun and fired. Every single shot missed, despite the massive target.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Carrie stomped on his patrol car, flattening it like a tin can, then shot up another 50 feet.

She reached down, having learned from the last two grabs to balance the weight of her titanic tits, and successfully grabbed the cop and the store keep, who was too frozen in shock to run.

“As my first two worshipers as a goddess, I bestow upon you both a great honor!”

Clay woke up and half-sleep walked to the kitchen for some breakfast. His little sister, Cassie, was sitting at the kitchen table, scarfing down a bowl of cereal.

“Remember to breath, Cass” he quipped. She took a short pause from her meal to flip him off.

While preparing his bacon, Cassie snuck up behind him. “You making that for me? Your beer gut doesn’t need any more food.”

“No, fuck off. Make your own.” Clay snapped. Cassie crossed her arms and pouted. Clay turned back to the skillet, and missed Cassy’s body shudder and grow up an inch or two.

“God, why are you such a dick?” She stormed off. Clay and her never really got along, he always thought she had that whole “little spoiled brat” thing going on, even after graduating high school last month.

“Well she’s gotta grow up someday” he scoffed. Clay looked down at his belly. “Maybe it is a bit pudgy…”

—

Later that day, Cassie returned from her daily run. Even though her high school cross career was over, she made sure to keep up with the workout to stay trim, and her body appreciated the work she put in. She marched her toned legs to the kitchen for an after-run snack. Clay walked in a few minutes later and caught her microwaving a plate of pizza rolls. Cassie was bent over the counter, intently watching her food being cooked.

“You can run all you want, Cass, but all that junk food is gonna go right to your ass” He quipped.

Cassie rolled her eyes. “When did I ask?” She groaned, still leaning on the counter. Her leg muscles twitched. Fueled by angst over her brother’s comments, her legs started stretching longer. Her ass gained some mass as well, in the form of soft fat over a layer of firm muscle. Her thickening thighs stretched longer, raising her ass up higher and forcing her to bend over more to stare at her food.

Clay made his way to fridge to grab a drink. He glanced over at his sister and caught her mid growth spurt. He did a double take.

His eyes only witnessed a second of two of her expansion before the microwave dinged and her growth ended. She retrieved the plate from the microwave, positively overflowing with pizza rolls. “I have the metabolism for all of this, unlike you, Mr. Porky.” She lightly slapped his stomach as she made her way out of the kitchen. Clay noticed her auburn hair was at his eye level, several inches taller than her previous five foot 4. And he wasn’t a short dude himself.

Originally he was going to grab a water, but after that incident he grabbed a beer. A couple, actually.

—

The next morning, Clay had a wicked hangover. A couple beers turned into the rest from the fridge. He half slept-walked to the bathroom to get some water. Cassie was In there too, but Clay’s groggy mind didn’t pay her any attention.

“Morning bro” she chimed, spitting out the toothpaste.

She sounded chipper this morning, he thought, rubbing his eyes. He filled a cup in the sink and sipped it. Making eye contact in the mirror, he realized he was eye level with Cassie’s breasts. Much larger breasts than he was used to seeing.

He spit out his water. He was fully awake now,

“Cassie, what the hell?” Clay stared up at his newly eight foot sister. Her breasts were a lot bigger than they were yesterday. He had to take a step back to make eye contact as her boobs eclipsed soccer balls in size. They dangled bra-less in her blue tank top, but were perky enough to not even need one. Clay had no idea where she found a tank top that big.

“I told you I had the metabolism. You remember when you said it was all gonna go to my ass? It did! Check it out” She wheeled around and presented her ass to her brother. It was indeed bigger than in the kitchen yesterday. Her pert ass swelled out to a double bubble of booty, filling her grey short shorts to capacity. Her thicker thighs supported basketball sized ass cheeks, at least.

She patted it in pride. It bounced just enough to show that under the soft layer of fat was firm muscle.

“Oooh, here it comes again, those midnight snacks are paying off!” Her body rumbled and she started stretching taller again. Her expanding breasts strained her tank top, moving beyond basketball sizes into medicine ball territory. Her hips widened and her ass overwhelmed her shorts, cheeks peeking out from below the hem. Her legs lengthened as she passed the 9 foot mark, then the 10 foot mark, closing the distance to the bathroom ceiling. Her growth ended as abruptly as it started, capped off with a stomach rumble.

“Out of my way” she nudged her “big” brother out of the way, which sent him sprawling into the tub. “It’s time for breakfast!” She ducked under the door, nearly getting her fat ass wedged into the door on her way out. Clay could hear her heavy steps making their way to the kitchen.

By the time Clay recollected himself and got to the kitchen, Cassie was already on her knees in front of the fridge. She just finished the milk and was moving on to the leftover wings. Kneeling, her head still came up to Clay’s chest. Her tank top was ripped in half and thrown behind her, but her shorts were still hanging on for dear life.

“Cassie this is insane, what about mom and dad? You can’t just do this!” He pleaded with her.

“Mmmm, don’t care” She said, in-between bites of cake. “Getting bigger.” She made enough lunch meat to feed a whole board room disappear. “Fuck you” She added with another middle finger.

She leaned back on her massive cushion of ass. She burped loudly, almost cartoonishly. Her stomach was distended with a week’s worth of food for a family of four.

“Ahh, that was good.” She patted her stomach. It gurgled, then started shrinking. “Here we go!” She exclaimed.

Her body started expanding in every direction, quickly. She tried to stand up and get out of the kitchen, but she hit her head on the ceiling on the way up. She fell forward onto her expanding breasts with a house shaking thud.

Clay was inches from being crushed beneath her sisters tits. He took this as a sign to get the fuck out, so he ran out the door.

Cassie called out after him, but was interrupted by the sheer pleasure of growth. She managed to crawl out of the kitchen, into the double height dining room. She was able to stand up here, but her head was quickly approaching the 20 foot ceiling. Her ass bubbled out behind her, supported by thickening thighs and framed with widening hips. Her breasts were starting to outsize her torso now and still steadily expanding.

She kneeled down to give herself some more space, crushing the dining table in the process. Even so, her head met the ceiling rather quickly. Forced to curl up into a ball of expanding tits and ass, she braced for the destruction of the house. Her head hit the ceiling and her ass hit the far wall. Cracking wood could be heard outside as her body forced the walls apart.

—

Clay was laying low, trying to make sense of what he just saw. He had his head in his hands as he sat on a park bench when a loud crash made him look up.

Cassie outgrew the house. She was finally able to stand up to her full height of 75 feet. She had enough T and A to make a stripper in Miami jealous, if that stripper was the size of a several story building.

Clay could only see his sister from the waist up over the tree line of the park, but it looked like she bent over to pick something up. He looked on in horror as she raised a milk tanker up to her face with both hands, bit off the end, and started drinking. She finished the entire tanker in a few seconds, and tossed it into the neighborhood. Her stomach rumbled, then she started rising taller again. She quickly passed 100 feet, tits and ass extending farther out in front of her and further out behind her. She leveled off right around 150 feet tall.

“Now, where’s my brother Clay?”

He was already running in the opposite direction.

-

Brad and Chad were best buds ever since freshman year of college. They both rushed Beta Apple Pi, they were both pre-med majors, and they were both ranked platinum in rainbow six. They were inseparable.

The only issue was Chad’s little sister, Claire.

Claire was a few years younger, just starting sophomore year when Chad and Brad were seniors. Brad was sure that she had a crush on him, but he ignored her advances. She was cute, with a nice body. Solid C cups, a cute ass and some nice legs. But he couldn’t get with his best friend’s sister. It was against bro code. Regardless, any time Claire visited her brother, she always hit on Brad.

Despite getting shot down over and over again, Claire was determined.

One day, Chad and Brad threw a party at their place. It was a good party, all of their friends showed up, including Claire.

The thing was that Claire brought some breasts with her. Big ones.

Brad was chatting up a cute blonde when Claire made eye contact with him. He spit out his drink when he saw her heavy G cups in her tight white tee.

The blonde made a disgusted face and walked away, allowing Claire an opportunity to hit on Brad.

“Hey stud, you like what you see?” She said, dragging a finger down his torso.

“Claire, just stop, please go away” Brad pleaded, trying to dodge her advances.

Claire pouted and stuck out her chest. “Aww, c’mon Bradley, you know you want it”

Brad was struggling to not stare at his best friend’s sisters cleavage. “No, get lost.”

“Well, alright, what about this?” She brought her hands up under her G cup breasts and gave them a slight jiggle. Brad was mesmerized as her tits started expanding before his eyes. Claire left G’s in the dust as her breasts pushed down the alphabet, passing a couple of cup size letters in the process. Her white top strained to contain the added tit flesh, her woefully undersized bra already having gave up.It wasn’t until her breasts were twice the size of her head did Brad realize he was eye level with her cleavage. Claire grew to seven and a half feet tall in the process, and was still getting bigger.

Party goers were starting to notice this petite girl suddenly becoming a lot less petite, as her pants seemed to shrink into tight capris, struggling to contain plumping thighs and a big, bubbly ass.

Brad turned to run. He bumped past Chad on the way out of the house.

“Hey, where you going?” Chad called out after him, before turning around and witnessing his giantess of a sister bursting out of her clothes and crouching down under the eight foot ceiling,

Claire pushed her gawking brother out of the way with surprising ease, determined to find Brad.

She was just barely able to heave her massive breasts out of the door, standing up outside to a towering 12 feet tall.

“GOD DAMN IT” she yelled. Her anger fueled her growth, as she instantly shot up three feet taller, eye level with the second floor windows.

Claire kept growing upwards and ballooning outwards. By the time her brother Chad made it outside, she was taller than his house. easily 30 feet tall, with breasts so big they blocked most of her torso.

She turned to her brother, who was looking up at her in fear. “Where the fuck did he go?”

“I, I don’t know” Chad cowered. He stumbled backward and fell. Claire somehow maneuvered around her titanic chest and picked him up.

“Where. The fuck. Is Brad.” Claire punctuated every word by growing two feet with every word.

Chad couldn’t make words at this point because Claire was squeezing him too hard.

“Fine, I’ll find him myself.” Claire tried to set down her brother on the roof of his house, but the roof was a good 15 feet below where she was holding him. He fell a good dozen feet and bounced off the roof and onto the porch.

It didn’t matter to her though, she was looking for Brad. The 40 foot tall giantess grabbed her massive breasts and hefted them, gazing down into enough cleavage to make a man disappear.

“Guess I gotta do this myself” she said. massaged her nipples with her thumbs, and started growing larger.

Her feet expanded across Chad’s lawn, spreading across the grass, toes moving towards the street. Her head shot up, past 50 feet and rising higher. Her massive breasts expanded faster than the rest of her, growing as big as her torso, then larger, getting closer and closer to her bellybutton.

She kept getting bigger. She passed 70 feet, 100 feet, 150 feet, with no sign of stopping. She moaned in pleasure after she crossed the 200 foot mark. When her toes started pressing into the neighbors house across the street, she came to her senses.

Claire took a look around. Easily 300 feet tall, she saw Brad’s red Camaro speeding down the highway out of town.

“Playing hard to get… Alright then.” She looked down at her monstrous boobs, which were already getting bigger.

-

“Now, all of you were here yesterday. You all observed my sister, Kelly getting measured… she was smaller than myself… pretty puny B-cup… but today… after a little sip of my special growth formula…”

Sandra tightened the tape.

“She’s expanded to a quite substantial… 42 in bust! Holy hell, sis! What… cup size is that even? I don’t even know!”

“It’s an L-cup!” said Kelly, smugly. “Although… this special support they’ve got me packed into… it’s actually… a bit tight…”

Kelly kept smiling, and her chest rose slightly when she took a breath… but didn’t fall again as she exhaled.

“Whoa! Sorry… spoke to soon… Kelly, I think you’re actually a 44 inch bust!” said Sandra, amazed. “Hold on… 45!”

“This bra’s getting awfully tight, sis!” said Kelly, delighted as her shirt tightened. “Not sure how much longer it can- oop, speak of the devil!”

There was a popping sound, and her straps broke. Her breasts lurched forward, no longer pulled back and constrained.

“48… 50… holy cow, little sis, slow down!” said Sandra, laughing awkwardly. “You’re growing faster than I can measure!”

“Am I really the little sister, now?” asked Kelly, as her shirt pulled taut and started to rip. “I mean… my boobs are way bigger than yours now… and I’m getting so much bigger…”

Her breasts surged, ballooning out in front of her and untucking her shirt. The tape slipped and dropped to the floor.

“Sorry! One second, Kelly, I just need to….”

Sandra picked up the tape, and frowned. Kelly’s pants were high water, and her shoes were bursting.

“Kelly, I don’t think it’s just your boobs that are- oof! Sorry!”

As Sandra stood up, her head bounced against Kelly’s burgeoning rack.

“Sorry, Sands!” giggled Kelly, blowing up so big her stretched shirt was almost transparent. “I really can’t help it!”

She rose up, definitely taller than Sandra now, rising slowly as her breasts expanded.

“I… think my sister’s about to grow out of her clothes! I think all of you need-“

“I don’t care!” laughed Kelly. “I want them to see me naked! I want everyone to know how huge your special serum made me!”

Her shirt burst, and Sandra’s eyes bulged out of her head as her sister’s titantic tits bloated free of the blue fabric, and ballooned towards her- bouncing and jiggling as her “little” sister multiplied in size.

“Going up!” laughed Kelly, growing past six feet tall and accelerating. “How’re things on the ground, sissy? You look so short from up here!”

Sandra had to step back to give Kelly’s body- specifically her breasts- more room to go. The reporters scooched back but kept their cameras trained on the growing amazon.

Kelly’s ass ballooned and her hips widened, bursting free of her pants as her shoes exploded. Her thong underwear didn’t last a minute before it snapped.

Kelly was seven feet tall and growing.

“My formula… is way more potent than I thought!’ said Sandra, panic creeping into her voice. “My sister’s getting awfully big! I may have to drink some myself to catch up!”

“There is no more!” squealed Kelly, growing to eight feet tall. “I drank the rest this morning!”

“What!?” said Sandra, cold fear washing through her. “But… that’s the only sample! You’re only supposed to have a few drops every 24 hours!”

“My boobs had stopped growing!” laughed Kelly, her head bouncing into the ceiling as she rose to ten feet tall. “And I wanted them bigger! I bigger than any boobs ever! Bigger than this!”

The house shook as Kelly dropped to her knees. Her breasts were blowing up in front of her like weather balloons, and suddenly all the reports realized that while Kelly’s huge breasts were growing to fill the space, Kelly’s body was between them and the only exit.

“I hope I never stop growing!” laughed Kelly, lowering herself onto all fours and crushing a shelf with her ass. “I want to grow… and grow… and grow… until my boobs are bigger than everything!”

“Kelly! Stop!” screamed Sandra, impotently. “You’re going to crush us! Your boobs are going to-“

The balloon of warm, soft boob flesh pressed against Sandra, flattening her against the wall and the screaming reporters were pressed against the floor. Kelly’s growing voice got louder and louder as the walls cracked and the ceiling broke apart…

Sister and reporter crushed, Kelly exploded up through the roof of her house, watching her neighborhood shrink around her as her tiny little neighbors gawked up at her.

Soon, her breasts had grown so big, she couldn’t even see her own street….

Meg woke up from her one night stand brushing her hair to the side as she slipped off the bed. She stumbled into the bathroom as she slowly woke up. Splashing some water across her face to speed up the process as she shot back.

"where the fuck did those come from"

She stared at her cleavage. Barely fitting in her already large loose bra. She heffted each cup in one hand weighing them. She twirled for the mirror. Her butt perkier and a bit more round. Her legs a tad but longer and slender. Her torso seemingly strectched.

"am I... Taller?"

Meg continued looking herself in the mirror as she filed through the cabinet below. Finding a take measure as she sprawled it out across the wall.*hic* she bounced in place as her bra strained against her. "Notthe time for this" she muttered as she held her breath trying to get rid of them.

She finished sprawling the measuring tape as she leaned against it marking her height on the wall.

5'3" " that's impossible I was 5'0" even like a month ago. I stopped growing like 7 years ago*hic*

She jumped again. Her legs wobbling under her as she strectched up. Her bra dug into her skin. Meg watched herself in the mirror. "Did her boobs just. Swell"

She heffted them again. They seems heavier almost larger rounder. Her ass did too. Her shoulders be f down as the straps increased their weight. Digging and turning her skin red as her boobs grew heavier.

She leaned against the tape again marking her height a second time. "5'5" that's not possible I shouldn't be*hic*

She shot up again. Her eyes watching as the 5'5" mark lowered in her vision. She dropped the tape measure as it swung and flipped around the room. Whacking the wall with it's whip. She launched back as it whipped towards her. Her body crashing into the cabinet behind her. She regained her balance as she felt another hiccup press up.

She held her breath as it built it's pressure in her. Her face turning red from it as she strained. Her arms clutched the counter top as she dug her feet into the ground. Her face wrinkling from the pressure. As her vision tunneled she gasped.

*HIC*

She shot up several inches. Her bra popped off as she noticed her panties grow thin. Her ass swelling behind her.

"this isn't possible this can't be happening" *hic*

Her panties snapped off of her as she lurched another couple inches up. Her naval pushing above the counter top as her legs wobbled upwards. Her knees shaking.*hic*

She spurted up again. Her head soaring up higher. "She touched her cleavage as it swelled even larger." How do i stop how is this even happening"

"it's speeding up" she held her breath as another one built up she stared in the mirror as it built up higher and higher.*HICC* she yelped as her face grew over the mirror. Her cleavage at the top of it. "It's not working I cant stop. I need help I need to get out of here. I don't even know how tall I am. She raced to the door as she hiccuped again.

Her head growing above the doorframe as she practically ripped the door off it's hinges. She turned to run through as her head hit the top of the frame. Bending forward as she struggled throughthe tin passage way. As she stood back up on the other side she hiccuped again. Her head bashing I to the ceiling. She rubbed her head as she grew wide eyed.

Her one night stand easily 2-3 ft taller. His shorts ripped off his body in to the bed. His legs sprawling over the edge of the bed. His erection sitting 2 ft long.

He groaned and sputtered as he masturbated in front of her.

"it burns I can't*hic"*stop. . He sprouted up another couple inches his head hitting the headboard bending it into the wall. His dick sprouting up another half a foot.

She stood mouth agape as he continued to pleasure himself. "Stop you need to stop we have bigger problems.*hic*

Meg fell to her knees as her neck bent at the ceiling. The discomfort becoming too much. She leaned forward as his legs grew out to either side of her with another hiccup. He slowed down and eventually stopped masturbating as she calmed him.

His dick thrashing and twitching on its own as he groaned. The bed creaking under his weight.

"we need to get out of *hic* here" she sprouted up larger her head looming I to the ceiling again. She opted to fall forward as her head tried to dentthe roof. Her arms falling onto the bed as it cracked under their weight. Her boobs swinging forward on to his legs as she leaned over his dick.

*hic* he surged again. His legs growing down to her knees from her knelt position. His dick surging closer to her face as they stared at each other. It still twitched as he strained. "I'm sorry I can't control it especially not with you like this in front of m."

*hic"

She had lost focus she hiccuped again as she sprouted larger. Her back hitting the ceiling. Her feet hitting the walk behind her. Her butt tickling the drywall behind her as well. Her head zoomed up to his. Her cleavage swinging forward covering his dick as it buried in her cleavage. Hestrained and groaned as she felt him twitch.

"don't not know"

*hic*

He instead opted for growing. His head bent at the wall. His eyes staring right into her cleave. His dick growing in her as he felt the tip of his head push up against her ribcage. He grabbed the carpet as he started to lose himself to passion. His eyes clasping shut as he strained.

His dick thrashed and twitched as she felt a bit of precum drill out. "Don't think about just calm down we will figure this*hic... Out" she whimpered.

Meg swelled forward. Her boobs pinning his pelvis down smashing and smooshing his dick. Her boobs twitching and swelling around it. Her head hit the wall her feet cracking and speeding through the broken bathroom wall. Her movement causing her boobs to swing and jiggle as she felt him losethe battle.

His cum shooting up inside her cleavage as he hiccuped again."sorry he muttered as he curled up under her to fit. Their bodies fighting for room I. The cramped space.

Meg shook and spasmed. "Something wrong something happenIng *HICC HICC HICC*

"what are you gonna do about it" Bree shoved her tits forward. Her bust had already grown well past anything normal.

"all I'm saying is you should probably lay off the birth control pills for a bit until we figure out what's happening."

Bree frowned at this statement. She rolled her eyes as she grabbed the pills that you were slowly drifting towards. She snickered as she opened up the box. You made a quick attempt to steal them back but she lifted them up into the air. Bree stood up well I to the 6 foot region. You had no hope of reaching up and grabbing them now as your head was well situated at boob level to her

She grinned greedily as she popped a couple more pills I to her mouth. She set the m back up on top of the wardrobe as she fell back onto the bed. Bree moaned as she kneaded her boobs. She felt them swell up into her hands cleavage pushing past her fingers as she gripped her chest tightly. She grimaced as she felt her shirt tear down the front falling to the sides. Next we're her pants as they shot off of her like a cannon. You watched as her feet grew up and off the bed as her back slithered across your sheets. Her head bumped the headboard as she started rubbing her boobs frantically obviously lost in pleasure.

Bree felt her pussy throb and ebb as her chest continued to grow. Her body playing catch up. She gasped for air as she continued inching higher and higher."feels...so good...need more.she gasped out in-between breaths. As the growth started to taper off around 8 ft she shot up and grabbed the pills again. She ripped the packaging open and guzzled an entire months worth into her all at once.

You stared I shock as you watched her eyes roll into the back of her head. She shot her hand down to start rubbing her clit as her other hand shot to her boobs, clenching and rubbing her nipples for pleasure. Her body surged forward growing several feet all at once. Her legs lengthened off the bed and over Into the ground. Her head thrusted I to the ceiling all at once. Bree payed no mind as she continued to please herself feeling orgasm after orgasm overcome her. Her feet shot off again as they hit the door pinning it closed. Her back grew toward the ceiling. As she leaned forward her boobs swung In like wrecking balls knocking you to the floor. You laid on the ground recapturing your breath as she grew again. You looked at Bree, still masturbating and in obvious discomfort as she couldn't get herself off as easily anymore."NEED MOOOORRE" she screamed her boobs grew forward slamming into the ground as you rolled away. Her knees bent as her feet grappled and slid along the door and wall. Her butt smashed the bed into prices as her arms grew longer pushing cabinets and wardrobes to the floor. You dodged and weaved as she furiously continued to grow.

For over a minute, Jessica’s body had been expanding- mainly her breasts. Jessica had gasped as her rising cleavage bulged out of her bra and against her shirt, jiggling as it popped her top buttons.

She sleeves had run up her forearms, and the shirt had popped out of her waist just as soon as her pants started to tighten, and ride up highwater.

Jessica was starting at Irene in bafflement as her body continued to grow.

“You totally knew that was my shirt when you put it on, right?” teased Irene.

“No! I thought it was my shirt! I just- whoa!”

As soon as the lie left Jessica’s mouth, her breasts bulged forward and grew even bigger. The next button down her shirt popped, as the fabric groaned as her swelling bust stretched it tighter and tighter. Her breasts- huge now and growing bigger- bulged against each other.

Irene noticed, with some delight, that when Jessica lied she also grew two or three inches taller as well- it wasn’t just her breasts growing.

“Why are my boobs so huge!?” said Jessica, poking the swelling monstrosities on her chest. “These things are heavy… I didn’t do anything to deserve this!”

That was also a lie, and Jessica’s eyes widened as her boobs bulged against each other, and her cleavage bounced practically up to her chin.

When she inhaled, the last buttons on her shirt gave.

She stuck her arms out for balance, wobbling as she grew taller and more top heavy.

Her jeans ripped, loudly, as her ass thickened and plumped out behind her.

“Everything’s shrinking!” whined Jessica, as she rose up and up. “Why is this happening?”

“That shirt you’re wearing?” said Irene. “I put a little curse on it. I was sick of you taking my things and lying about it. So from now on, whenever you tell a lie, you’re going to bigger. Especially those fat, juicy tits of yours.

“Irene! I thought we were friends!” whined Jessica.

“Aw, really?” said Irene, sarcastically.

“Yes, really! I- whoa!”

Jessica grew bigger, quickly.

Her breasts grew so quickly they snapped her dinky bra, sending it flying. (Plus, they actually made kind of a “boing” sound when they were finally loose!)

Jessica tried to wrap her arms around them, but they were so big she could barely reach her own nipples. She shot up to seven feet tall, but then bowed slightly as she struggled to hold her breasts up.

Her panties made a long, slow stretching noise, before finally snapping off her widening hips with a comical “twang.”

Panicking, Jessica looked around the room, processing how much smaller everything had become. Irene laughed.

“I’m too big!” she whined again. “Look at these things! They’re like… bean bag chairs or something! I can’t fit out the door like this! I’m trapped!”

“Oh, come on… you were super proud of your tits before! Now you’re some kind of world champion!”

Irene figured that was a good enough line to walk out on. She turned to leave.

“Hey! You can’t leave me like this!” said Jessica. “That’s not fair!”

“Cry me a river- hey!”

The floor groaned as Jessica awkwardly shuffled into Irene’s way, blocking the door.

“Whatever, Jessica, I’ll just… mmmf!”

Irene tried to go one way, then the other, but Jessica was really big now- her hips were back to the door, and simply turned her breasts this way or that to keep Irene from walking past.

Irene bounced off those huge, warm blobs several times before stepping back and giving up.

“Change me back,” said Jessica, coldly. “I’m too big.”

Irene crossed her arms, defiantly.

“I just don’t feel like you’ve really learned your lesson yet.”

“What lesson? Not to tell lies?” asked Jessica. “Lies like… I always thought you were as pretty as me?”

Jessica grew. Her head jolted another foot towards the ceiling. Her breasts expanded right into Irene’s face, sending her stumbling backwards.

“Hey!” said Irene, watching Jessica’s huge bust keep growing as she landed on her ass. “No fair!”

“Or lies like… ‘I never once fucked any of your boyfriends?”

Jessica’s head grew up until it brushed the 10-foot ceiling. Her boobs grew so huge and heavy that when Jessica went down to her knees, they brushed the floor.

“Or lies like… ‘I totally forgive you for being such a tiny, jealous bitch?”

Jessica groaned as her body expanded. Her ass bulged behind her, smashing the door frame and knocking the door off it’s hinges. Her head grew towards the ceiling, cracking it.

Her breasts ballooned into the space of the room, bigger than ever- they knocked aside Irene’s dresser and crushed part of her desk.

Jessica’s enormous mounds were bigger than all the furniture in the room- they were enormous- either of them clearly weighed several times as much as Irene.

“Okay, Jessica? Chill…” said Irene, slowly. “I think… I might have made the spell a little bit too strong.”

“You think?” said Jessica, staring down Irene with slightly crazed eyes. “It’s fine, though… I’ve never been one to go made with power!”

Jessica laughed as her body inflated again.

Jessica’s head crashed against the ceiling, and with a grunt she ripped aside part of it to give her shoulders and body more room to grow. Their upstairs roommates screamed and fled as a gigantic Jessica grew up into their bedroom.

Jessica’s ass took out the wall behind her, growing part way into the hallway. But that didn’t help Irene at all- Irene had her back flat against the far wall.

Jessica’s boobs had crushed the dresser, the desk, the bed, the chair- Jessica’s monster boobs were filling the room, and gently pressing Irene against the wall.

Jessica kept laughing as she grew, and Irene started to scream as Jessica’s breast expanded against her- if Jessica grew any bigger, Irene would be smothered or crushed.

“Oh, I’m huge…” said Jessica, running her hands tenderly along her own giant boobs. “This feels so good… I’m the biggest woman on earth… I’ve the bot the biggest boobs in the world…”

Her voice was huge, distorted weirdly by her own gigantic proportions. It sounded terrible.

“J-Jessica?” said Irene, writhing between Jessica’s boobs and the wall. “Jessie?”

Jessica didn’t seem to hear Irene. Irene was too small.

“JESSICA!” shrieked Irene. “DOWN HERE!”

“Oh, Irene!” boomed Jessica, looking down in surprise that seemed genuine. “I was just… thinking about how amazing it is, to be so much bigger than you. You’re like, a pipsqueak to me. You’re nothing!”

“Y-yeah!” said Irene, forcing an awkward laugh. “You sure are enormous, now!”

“And these boobs!” laughed Jessica, giving them a slap and watching her hugeness jiggle. “I swear, how a normal-breasted chump like you can look at these and not want to just give up and kill herself is beyond me! How can bug bites like yours compete?”

“Y-yeah. So… hey! You’re awfully big… I’m kinda ready to forgive and forget… I think you’ve learned your lesson!”

“Ohhh, you think so?” asked Jessica wickedly.

“Oh… totally!” said Irene. “So, uh… it’ll take me a couple minutes to, uh, remember it all… but I’m gonna go ahead and cast the counter-spell… go ahead and, uh… shrink you back down to nice, normal, not-boobzilla-Jessica! Uh, okay?”

Irene smiled awkwardly. Jessica smiled down at her smugly.

“Irene… I really, really, really want you… to cast a spell… and make me as small as you again,” lied Jessica.

Irene opened her mouth, desperately trying to start the spell, but as soon as she did she was enveloped by Jessica’s breasts, which were now growing against every wall in the room.

“Bigger!” boomed Jessica, as her breasts crushed Irene’s wing of the house, and she grew taller than the rooftops in the neighborhood. “I DON’T want to get bigger than this! I really, really don’t!”

Jessica groaned in pleasure that was now almost orgasmic. Her ass bulged out behind, smashing into the neighbors before they knew what hit them.

Once they’d smashed her own lot, her huge boobs kept right on growing, smashing the house next door, and then the house after that, and the house after that…

Jessica looked down in orgasmic glee as she saw the lowly ground get further and further beneath her, while her glorious, wondrous tits smother the fleeing underlings.

“I’m so upset I’m crushing these people…” she lied. “I hope I stop growing in time to spare some of them…”

“Irene’s a freaking genius…” she said, feeling the clouds brush against her ears as she grew past them. “This is the worst thing to ever happen to me… I want this to stop so badly… god… I really hope I don’t get to smash this whole, puny planet between my tits…”

She felt her growth accelerate yet again.

(To be completely honest, this is a test in response to the question from this morning. If y'all like this and want to see me try to integrate all of his work, I will do my best to do so. I truly loved and missed OrangeOrc's work, and I just want to make sure it never disappears. I have tagged this post with OrangeOrc and will do so if I continue posting!)

A young lady was waiting in the hotel room.

“You’re a tough man to find, doctor,” she said, smiling confidently. “I had to expend considerable-“

“You’re a super rich, super entitled young heiress who’s spent a small fortune on private investigators to find me,” said Dr. Engorgio, cutting her off.

“Yes. I was just about to say that-“

“You were going to try and talk around the fact that even though you act sweet and humble, you’ve always suspected you were much, much better than other people, and you always felt like your naturally large chest was God’s way of telling you you’re right- you are better,” said Dr. Engorgio, sliding a case out from under his bed and assembling his growth ray.

“Yes, but-“

“But you have the insatiable greed of the super rich, and your natural… J-cup?”

“K-cup,” said the young woman proudly.

“Your natural K-cup breasts feel like they’ve grown to their limit, and now you feel like your worth as a human is stagnating. You spent millions of dollars to track down me, the only supervillain who habitually enlarges things, to upgrade yourself again. Did I miss anything?”

The young lady thought for a second, before handing him a blank check. He was already powering up the growth ray.

“This must happen to you a lot!” she said, eagerly thrusting her already expansive chest towards the growth ray, which was now mounted a tripod.

“You’re a type,” said Dr. Engorgio, writing a surprisingly reasonable number on the check and pocketing it. “Is there anything else you felt it was important to say?”

“Nope. Grow me!” she laughed, bouncing excitedly. “I’m gonna be bigger!”

Engorgio hit with a single, concentrated burst, blazing white, which hit her square in the chest.

“Ooh! That felt-“ she started to say, but was interrupted by her growth spurt.

Her boobs inflated in front of her, nearly doubling in size in a matter of second. The young woman’s eyes widened with delighted surprise as her boobs stretched her shirt and her bra to the limit, then kept growing.

Massive lumps of flesh bulged over and under her cups, finally snapping the black bra she was rapidly outgrowing. Her breasts, big as basketballs and still growing, did an immense bounce-and-drop-and-jiggle.

The weight of them almost pulled her forward, but she steadied and straightened up just as her huge, jiggling boobs shredded her impossibly tight shirt and inflated out in front of her like wobbly balloons.

“I’m huge!” she squealed in delight, trying to get her arms around her expanding breasts and failing. “I’m bigger than anyone I know… anyone I ever met… I’m possibly the biggest ever!”

“You’re getting there,” said Dr. Engorgio, packing up his growth ray and grabbing a few personal effects.

“This is amazing! Thank yo-whoop!”

She blew up, expanding forward again, but also up. Her jeans burst apart in seconds as her butt and thighs bulged suddenly, then longer as she shot upwards, suddenly six feet fall.

“Did I just get taller?” she asked, gleefully. “I didn’t ask to be taller!”

“You would’ve. Your type always wants to be taller once they realize that’s on the table.”

“I mean… I hadn’t even thought about it… my big boobs make me better than everyone, sure… but big boobs and being seven feet tall? That’d make me, like… some kind of goddess. With huge boobs!”

She lurched up again, more than seven feet tall.

“Er, eight feet tall with huge boobs!”

She grew again, ten feet tall.

“Ten feet tall with huge boobs!”

She grew up, denting the ceiling.

“Fifteen feet tall with huge- owie!” she said dropping to her knees. “My head hit the ceiling- oh my god my head hit the ceiling!”

Dr. Engorgio put on his hat and coat and opened the door. His latest patron was laughing manically as her shoulders pushed up against the ceiling. Her boobs continued to inflate in front of her, so huge they were starting to crush and envelope some of the hotel room furniture.

“So… big…” sighed the young lady, as her growing body started to bend the ceiling and floor. “Must… grow… bigger… how… big… will… I…”

“That’s a surprise,” said Dr. Engorgio. “But let’s just say I’m getting out of the building for a reason. Have a great life!"

He slammed the door, and walked briskly down the hallway.

He knew he should probably take the stairs, but decided to live dangerously and risked the elevator.

On the way down, the building shook with booming giantess laughter as his latest subject grow through floor after floor of the hotel. She must have grew big enough to reach the elevator shaft at the last possible moment, because Dr. Engorgio actually did feel the elevator fall a couple of feet right before the door opened for the lobby.

He went briskly out the front revolving door, as everyone else gawked at the giant food crashing down through the roof of the lobby.

Outside, once he retreated a few hundred meters away, Dr. Engorgio turned to watch his client grow to her full potential.

The building wobbled slightly- crashing sounds emanated from within as the young woman grow bigger and bigger.

Within moments, some of the higher floors in the front of the building bent outwards, stretched and distorted. As Dr. Engorgio watched, who humongous, blimp-sized tits exploded out of the building, bulging bigger and bigger, raining debris down on the crown below.

The young woman’s head exploded out the roof, and her curvaceous quickly outgrew the building she was now wearing more than she was occupying.

It wasn’t clear if she lunged or her ultra-heavy boobs just kind of pulled her forward- either way, she laughed as she smashed tits-first into the building across the street, sending it toppling.

Still growing, she swung her monster assets sideways, knocking the top off another building. Then she grew a few stories taller, and tried to rest her cumbersome assets on top of two smaller buildings.

Her tits bulged again, still growing, and both buildings collapsed under their weight. She fell forward, stretched out across a city block, her bloated breasts still growing under her like two giant balloons.

She squealed with pleasure and delight as slowly flattened more and more of the city with still growing body.

Dr. Engorgio watched her expand towards the clouds in his rearview mirror doing some mental calculus.

“Will she eventually stop growing?” he said, absent-mindedly, thinking about what the maximum setting on his growth ray was actually capable of. “Eh. Sooner or later…”

She shook her head. She wasn’t big enough yet to catch his eye. She’s seen the sorts of women he was always checking out - tall, with thick thighs and a huge muscular ass. Like Courtney, who would confidently strut by every so often, bending over to grab something she dropped just because she knew how many guys would check her out when she did so.

“If only I could be that big…” Denise muttered. She scratched her head and sighed again, looking behind her in the mirror. By normal standards, her ass was already big. But in THIS gym…

“Keep working, short stack,” Courtney said as she sauntered by. “You’re really showing some improvement.” The tall woman smiled haughtily, causing Denise to scowl inwardly.

Externally she smiled. “Thanks,” she said sweetly, and they both glanced at Stanley, who blushed and looked down suddenly, pretending to be very interested in his science book. They both continued to stare for a moment.

Courtney grinned, and approached Stanley, tenderly touching his arm and speaking to him softly. Denise saw the two of them laughing and her insides boiled with jealous rage. Even moreso when it seemed like Stanley was explaining something, pulling out envelopes of powder and featuring as Courtney feigned interest. She’s occasionally lean over slightly, creating a line of cleavage that Stanley couldn’t resist checking out, and the tall woman would cast a triumphant glance back at Denise.

The display was apparently too much for Stanley, as Denise could already make out his cock, lengthening and thickening down the leg of his gym shorts with each furtive glance at Courtney’s large breasts. Both women were slightly thunderstruck by this as Stanley was shockingly, amazingly huge. Denise could even see Courtney struggle for something to say when she finally noticed.

Stanley was unperturbed and even seemed a bit cocky about it. He sipped at his protein shake and Denise brought a hand to cover her mouth as she saw his cock grow even larger, the tip finally peeking through the leg of his shorts somewhere around his knee. Courtney bit her lip, taking several small envelopes of powder from Stanley as she bid him goodbye, but not before “accidentally” dropping one so she could bend over to pick it up and get a better look at Stanley’s growing cock. She clearly liked what she saw as she paused on the path back to standing upright in order to cast a quick glance around before leaning forward slightly to give Stanley’s enormous cock head a kiss.

Denise was the only one to see this sly move but it was enough to make her swear unholy vengeance, especially when she saw Stanley’s hips involuntarily thrust forward as his face turned red.

Courtney slipped the envelopes of powder into the cleavage of her sports bra as she walked by Denise, casting her a look that said she’d already won. Denise retreated to the showers to punch a locker in frustration.

After a long, cold shower, she felt slightly better about the situation, but the sight of Courtney standing around the locker room, nonchalantly naked and shaking up a protein shake, almost made her lose it again. She quietly hmph’d to herself and dressed for the day, but found her eyes drawn back to Courtney with an envious gaze. Her body was too unbelievably perfect. She was over six foot with tits that put her so absolute shame. Her ass wasn’t much larger, but combined with the rest of her it was no contest. Of course she could win Stanley so easily. Denise sighed.

As she finally closed her locker and turned to leave, she got a bit of a shock as she watched Courtney slowly chug the entire bottle of protein shake she had just fixed herself. Denise blinked and almost rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn’t seeing things. With every noisy swallow of the beverage, it seemed like Courtney was somehow…expanding ever so slightly. Her breasts became more full, growing heavy and thick and sagging a bit more even as her thighs and ass swelled plumping up. And then…was she getting taller? It seemed impossible, but Denise was watching it happen right in front of her own eyes. Courtney’s head was slowly inching higher, her legs and torso lengthening to accommodate her new, larger proportions.

Denise felt like she couldn’t breathe as Courtney finished her drink, her lips pulling away from the bottle with an excited gasp of breath. She licked her lips, stretching slightly, and seemed to have one final growth spurt before she put her bottle down and began walking towards the showers.

“That new protein powder little Stanley has developed is a real treat,” she said to Denise as she passed by. “He’s already given me several samples and said he’d bring a bunch more tomorrow. I’ll have to thank him somehow, don’t you think?”

Courtney winked and shut a shower curtain as Denise shook with fear and rage. She was going to show that giant bitch that she was not to be trifled with.

The following day, Denise worked even harder, pushing herself through the toughest series of squats she’d ever tried to complete. The whole time she had her eye on her personal prize - Stanley, who had walked into the gym looking substantially more buff than she remembered him being the day before. He smiled in her direction and she blushed, watching him sit down to work on his biceps and noting that his python of a cock seemed to be poking out of the bottom of his shorts even though it was soft. Stanley even seemed a bit taller than before, though she couldn’t be sure of that.

I could always just ask, she thought to herself. Maybe we could have a fun conversation. He could give me some of his protein powder. She eyeballed his duffel bag which definitely seemed to be full of the stuff. He’d already pulled out a small envelope and begun mixing up some shake to drink when he walked in.

Just at the moment that Denise had decided to throw caution to the wind and simply approach her crush, Courtney strolled through the door. 

Except in this case, “stroll” was the wrong word. Nobody at Courtney’s height could stroll through any door made for normal sized people. She had to duck down low just to squeeze through, her ass brushing either side of the door frame as she slowly maneuvered her way through it.

There was no mincing words: Courtney was gigantic. She had to be almost eight feet tall. Not a soul in that gym could keep their eyes off her. She had clearly consumed every single packet of protein shake Stanley had given her the day before - a dosage that Denise could tell was all wrong by the shocked face he wore as Courtney stretched up to her full height, already gulping at another shake in the process.

“Holy shit,” Denise said quietly, taking in Courtney’s much larger breasts and ass. It was obvious she had improvised clothes to wear as she’d clearly outgrown everything that could possibly fit her. She was wearing a threadbare pair of panties that she likely wore for lounging around her house - on her old frame they’d be comfortable granny panties but on her new body they were stretched tight and rode significantly up her ass, making them almost thong-like. The t-shirt she wore was clearly meant to be slept in, but with her new height and dimensions, it was a crop top She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath because…how could she? No specialty bra store would be open to provide her with the support she needed at these hours. Denise breathed unsteadily when she saw Courtney was barefoot. Not even platform shoes could explain her current height. It was all the protein shake.

“Hello, Stanley,” Courtney called in a friendly voice, giving a little wave. “Do you have any more of that protein shake you gave me yesterday? I appear to be out now.”

Stanley blinked and took an involuntary step backwards. “Oh, uh…” he stammered before tripping over his duffle bag. The accidental fall allowed his cock to almost full escape through the leg of his shorts, and it was obvious to anyone looking his way that the sight of Courtney’s enlarged body was having a profound effect on him. Denise shuddered as she saw it plump and thicken, realizing no average woman would be able to take that monster. He was much too big.

But Courtney was no longer an average woman, and her eyes gleamed as she approached, locked onto Stanley’s mammoth member as she licked her lips. “Actually,” she said, kneeling next to him. “I think I see a good supply right here.”

And then, to everyone’s shock, the gigantic woman leaned over and took Stanley’s enormous cock into her mouth, moaning.

Mutters of “what the fuck” and “is this really happening?” started circulating among the few gym members who had showed up this early, and several of them began grabbing their things and moving toward the door, uncomfortable. The ones that remained, both male and female, continued working out but were clearly trying to touch themselves through their workout gear, enjoying the show that was being put on for them.

Denise resisted the urge to rub at herself through her workout pants. That old rage was firing up at the sight of her rival sucking off her would-be love. “You stupid bitch,” she muttered. “I’ll show you. I’ll show all of you.”

Courtney was oblivious to the ire being directed her way, as was Stanley. His eyes were wide open, still flabbergasted at what was happening as he reached out to touch his partner’s head to make sure all of this was real. Courtney pulled off his dick for a moment to smile and said, “It’s funny…as soon as I started getting big I just sort of lost all my self-consciousness. I’m just so strong and happy now. When I see something I want, I know I can just take it. You don’t mind…do you?”

Stanley opened his mouth to speak but only a groan came out as Courtney leaned down to begin sucking him again. His hands tangled in her long hair as she worked him diligently into her mouth.

The two were so engrossed in their activity that neither noticed Denise, eyes blazing as she snuck up behind them to grab Stanley’s duffel bag. Grabbing it discreetly, she hurried back to the locker room to begin digging through and pulling out envelope after envelope of the thick powder.

“How am I going to…?” Denise muttered to herself, and then her eyes lit up as she saw the jacuzzi sitting idle in the corner of the room. Anxiously she began ripping apart envelope after envelope, dumping the contents into the jacuzzi. It dissolved quickly, and after mere moments the contents of the jacuzzi tub began to resemble a thick, chocolatey sludge. 

Denise hesitated only a moment before lowering her face to the concoction, taking in great big gulps of the shake at a breakneck pace. Her stomach complained at her as she began to feel overfull, but she pushed on, gripping the sides of the tub with whitened knuckles.

Just as soon as she thought she might pass out, a warm, bubbly feeling spread throughout her entire body. Without warning, she felt her ass rumble and swell in great big spurts, shredding through her workout pants even as her thick legs lengthened, sliding across the carpet. The rest of her grew next, her arms lengthening and causing her to have to lean over more to continue drinking from the tub. Her tits ballooned, sagging heavily down, her thickening nipples suddenly dragging against the floor. 

She was startled by the feel of her feet slamming into the lockers on the other side of the room and she stopped a moment, surveying her situation and realizing that she was massive, her body filling up most of the room. She was three times the size of Courtney, easily, and with almost half a jacuzzi tub left of that delicious chocolate shake. 

Denise’s wicked smile faded as she heard a loud sound from the gym floor

She repositioned herself so that she could push open the door to the gym and look inside. She stifled a scream as she realized that she was staring at the bottom half of Courtney’s massive calves, with the rest of her body protruding from the ceiling. Thunderous, booming laughter echoed high above.

Denise couldn’t believe it. She had been so happy about her gains moments ago only to find that Courtney had somehow become four times as large as she was. She was beyond giant.

“Oh, god, Stanley, you never told me your cum was so potent!” the loud voice exclaimed. Those giant feet lifted, one by one, and began walking downtown, causing minor earthquakes as car alarms went off and people screamed. “Don’t run, pretties,” Courtney’s voice sang. “I just want to love you….”

Denise saw Stanley stirring among the wreckage, groaning. With little thought, she punched her arm through the wall, causing masonry to fly everywhere, and grabbed his limp body to pull him into the locker room. She stroked his hair gently and lowered him into the jacuzzi. If the formula became more potent when you sucked it out of Stanley’s enhanced balls…

“H-huh? Wha-?” Stanley groaned as he came to, floating in a tub of chocolate protein shake.

“Shhhh, it’s okay,” Denise said gently. “Drink, baby…drink…”

Stanley, who was still very groggy, shook his head slowly, lowering it into the vat of shake and slurping it up, groaning heavily. Denise rubbed his back slowly as he drank, soon taking in large gulps just as she had. He drank quickly, his stomach bulging but never seeming to get full. His muscles began to rip through his shirt but unlike Courtney and Denise, the shake did not appear to be having a profound effect on his height.

In terms of muscle mass, however, he was a beast. Incredibly wide, to the point that he barely felt like he could move. In no time at all, he was slurping at the bottom of the tub, and could barely fit inside of it. He flopped onto the floor on his back, sighing and groaning.

Denise licked her lips as she saw Stanley, who had burst completely out of all his clothes, begin to grow an erection that looked like it could kill a person. It slapped mightly between his pecs, thicker than a grown man’s arm.

“Here, let me help you, baby,” Denise said hungrily, dipping her head down to wrap her lips around Stanley’s cock. As big as he was, Denise was still a giantess, and taking Stanley deep posed very little trouble for her. She groaned happily as she sucked him, feeling him squirm under her, his muscles throbbing.

“Feels…good…” Stanley moaned, and without warning Denise saw him suddenly surge larger. She raised an eyebrow, seeing him finally gain some height.

“Mmm-hmm” she moaned around him, and then let out a startled “Mmmph!” as he surged larger again, filling much more of her mouth than before. He was awake now, and as she eyed his face she could see he was lost in the throes of passion.

“Fuck yeah,” he whispered, reaching out with his hands to grab her much larger head, gripping her firmly as he began to thrust his hips, controlling the pace of the blowjob. He surged larger again and Denise gagged as he finally penetrated her throat.

Denise complained around the cock pushing mercilessly into her mouth, but Stanley made no move to stop the thrust of his hips. “More,” he grunted, his body suddenly boosting even larger. Denise’s eyes widened as she saw his head slam into the far wall. He was growing much faster than she anticipated.

“More!” he grunted again, panting happily as he slowly and methodically fucked her mouth. At this point her lips were stretched almost painfully wide around him and she was actively fighting to pull off his cock before he accidentally hurt her.

“Moooooore!” he bellowed, his voice a painful frustration as Denise finally planted her feet firmly and yanked herself off his cock just in time to watch him plow through the locker room ceiling, effectively destroying the entire integrity of the gym as it finally collapsed all around them.

Denise struggled to catch her breath as Stanley got to his feet, his body still surging larger. Her eyes were wide as she realized he was even bigger than Courtney and still growing.

“I need…” he moaned, looking around, eyes hungry and desperate.

“Need…” he continued, staggering forward, every foot fall causing the earth to shake. His cock, larger than a city bus, throbbed in time with his mighty heartbeat.

“Need to cum!” he groaned, grabbing the sides of a nearby building. Denise shuddered, realizing he was preparing to thrust his cock into that enormous structure of steel and glass, and knowing that if he did so he would absolutely destroy it. Wetness dripped down from between her legs at the thought.

“Mmmm, let me help,” a voice called, rattling windows for blocks.

“No!” Denise screamed angrily, watching her rival Courtney approach, a hungry smile on her face. Stanley towered over her as she ran her well manicured nails over his massive pecs, pushing him back slightly so she could position herself in front of him, bending over the building he had just been about to fuck and looking back at him invitingly.

“Need it,” Stanley grunted, his mind lost to the desires of his oversized cock as Courtney helped to guide him in.

“Oh…fuck!” Courtney moaned, feeling herself stretched open by the largest cock in the world. “Fuck….so big!”

“Getting bigger,” Stanley said, pride in his voice. And indeed he was, as Courtney gasped with surprise and gripped the building she had bent over tighter at the realization that his invading member was only swelling larger inside her. His meaty hands, gripping her hips tight, began to wrap more and more around her waist as his increased size allowed.

As Courtney was slowly railed against the side of a building, which creaked and moaned as the power of their fucking threatened to completely knock it over, Denise was running. Though she wasn’t even remotely as large as the pair of fucking gym mates, she still towered well above all the normal sized people running in the opposite direction.

“Not again!” she cried, scaling the building Courtney leaned against, feeling a bit like King Kong in the process. She couldn’t let Stanley cum inside Courtney. There was no telling how large she would get, and Denise had already promised herself she would not lose again.

“Fucking take it!” Stanley cried, ramming himself harder into Courtney, who was finally beginning to enjoy his rougher treatment as she snaked a hand between her legs to rub against her tender clit.

“Mmmm, you’re such a big man, Stanley,” Courtney said, a hint of teasing sarcasm in her voice as she glanced back at him. “You’re really…huh?”

Courtney blinked and squinted. There was somebody standing on her back. If she didn’t know any better she’d say it was…

The giant woman began laughing, and Stanley looked down, annoyed that she was ruining the mood. He saw Denise, standing defiantly, and he raised an eyebrow.

“Stanley, look at this pathetic bitch,” Courtney cried out, tears running down her face as she continued laughing. “Jesus, she’s not even as big as my ass.”

Denise seethed as she watched the gargantuan cheeks of Courtney’s ass jiggle with each powerful thrust Stanley gave to her, especially as she realized her enormous rival was right. Even one of those ass cheeks was bigger than she was. She needed to fix this.

“She’s right!” Denise shouted as loud as she could. “I wanted to be bigger, but you two won! You’re the biggest, Stanley! I’m smaller than your cock!”

“Oh, fuck,” Stanley groaned, clearly enjoying that comparison.

“I bet you could completely drown me in your cum if you wanted, Stanley,” Denise shouted, her eyes gleaming.

Courtney stopped laughing. “Baby, no!” she said angrily. “You’re going to dump that big powerful load inside me. Don’t waste it on this worthless cunt. Do you understand?”

Stanley was confused, even moreso as Denise laid down on Courtney’s shaking ass and called up to him, “Just cover me in it, Stanley! Put that massive cock on me so I can see just how big you are!”

“Stanley, stop listening to her!” Courtney cried, her eyes glaring back. “You will cum in me. Okay? Every drop in my pussy.”

Denise said nothing, but merely began playing with herself for Stanley’s amusement, hefting her large breasts up to her mouth and sucking her own nipples as her fingers lazily rubbed circles around her clit.

“Stanley!” Courtney screamed, seeing the lusty cloud surrounding the giant man. “Keep fucking me until you cum!”

Stanley was too far gone. He’d been feeling it build in his balls for way too long. In a half-mumbled voice he managed to get out, “Stop…tellin’ me what to do…” and with a concentrated effort he pulled out of Courtney, held her down against the building and with a bellow, aimed his immense cockhead right at Denise.

Wasting no time, she dove at him, her arms wrapping around his cock as she planted her mouth right against his opening. Her eyes were bleary as he began to cum. It was a bigger load than anyone her size should have been able to accommodate, but her superhuman will kept her glued in place. Her belly distended, her eyes watered, and for a brief moment she felt like she might die, but then, finally Stanley stepped back with a smile and a shudder, and Denise realized she hadn’t wasted a single drop.

“You fucking bitch!” Courtney screamed, grabbing Denise off her ass with a snarl. She reared back and threw the smaller woman as hard as she could, causing her to disappear out somewhere beyond the horizon.

“Goddammit!” Courtney continued, her eyes narrowing at Stanley as she pushed him down, causing him to stumble and fall on top of an entire city block.

“Oh…hey, wait!” he said, feeling instant guilt at what may have happened to anyone remaining that possibly had been under him when he fell.

“Shut up!” Courtney said authoritatively, bending down to wrap her lips around Stanley’s flagging cock.

“You’re fucking crazy!” Stanley said, trying to push her off him, but in mere moments he had already begun to respond to her expert maneuvers, growing larger and harder in her mouth as she moaned and sucked him, taking him deep into her throat. His eyes rolled back. “Crazy good at sucking cock,” he muttered. “Jesus.”

Courtney popped off just for a moment to whisper, “You’re going to give it all to me this time, baby.” With a smirk, she leaned back down to engulf him once again. Stanley bucked and thrashed, and he soon realized that in spite of his best efforts, he was definitely going to cum again. But before he could, the entire earth trembled.

Courtney gasped as she pulled off Stanley’s cock. “No…” she whispered, looking behind her.

A shadow fell over everything as they looked up into a face larger than the two of them put together. Denise was crawling, leaning over them, a smile stretched from ear to ear. Her breasts, each the size of a mountain peak, dragged through the ground, demolishing all the nearby cityscapes.

“Hellooooo…”

Denise voice was spoken in a singing tone that threatened to shatter the eardrums of a normal sized person, a look of euphoria on her face as she bit her lip.

“I’m here for some more cum, Stanley…”

There was a hushed silence over everything, the sound of wind whistling through the canyon of Denise’s cleavage the only noise that could be heard for miles, before Courtney snarled, “Wait your turn, whore.”

She dove back onto Stanley’s cock, throating him entirely in one go, and without warning, the giant man burst into her mouth, sighing and shuddering.

“So, welcome to the latest episode of ‘Vanessa Reviews Exercise Bras,” she said.

She realized the top of her head was being cropped out of the frame, and moved the camera up just enough to keep her breasts and head fully in the frame.

“So, first of all, wow. Big numbers last week, and today as well! I thought I’d find an audience, for sure, but I guess I really underestimated the level of interest in exercise bras.”

She looked down and gave herself a squeeze.

“I guess the problem of exercise bras suddenly shrinking and tearing apart is way more common than I thought. So! This is a Mason & Cole Athletic Wear bra.”

She arched her back and bounced a bit for the camera. Her traffic spiked- she was already 50% higher than last week.

“So, as usual, cup sizing is totally all over the place. Remember when I started this blog, and I was a C-cup in the first brand I reviewed? But then on my second post, that brand used totally different sizing, so I had to use a DD? And then an F? Anyway, according to Mason & Cole, I’m suddenly an H-cup. Whatever. Four bras in two weeks, all different sizes. The industry is messed up.”

She rolled her eyes dramatically for the camera.

“Anyway, I don’t know if there’s something in the air in those clothing stores, but as usual I found a top that fit me perfectly in the store. But they always do, so I thought I’d wear this one home, to see exactly when these damn things start shrinking.”

She poked her sideboob, which was already bulging out the side of the top.

“I swear to god, I thought I’d at least make it out of the parking lot! But seriously, as soon as I started driving home, this thing was already feeling too small! What the hell, Mason and Cole?”

She pressed her breasts together, emphasizing how much she bulged over the top and sides.

“I almost got in an accident, because I had to keep looking down and getting distracted by my own cleavage! The smaller this top got, the bigger my cleavage looked!”

She made an awkward grunt, and writhed in discomfort. Her cleavage swelled an inch or two bigger.

“Okay, good thing I started recording right away. I have no clue what the deal with this fabric is, but I totally just felt this thing get tighter.

The jog bra made a stretching noise, and Vanessa winced.

“And yes, by the way. This is as uncomfortable as it looks!”

The fabric made an elastic straining noise as Vanessa’s breasts expanded against it, stretching it thin. Her nipples were plainly visible, as the tightening fabric was being stretched so thin and pulled so taut it was nearly see through.

“All right! This hurts, but for the cause, I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna keep recording until this stupid, cheap exercise bra gets so small it tears, just like all the others! I hope corporate America is watching, because I’m totally exposing their cheap, shady practices and defective products!”

Her viewship quintupled.

“Wow, you guys really care about the quality of women’s athletic clothing. I guess it- ah! Ah… ah… mmf…”

Vanessa’s bust expanded, stretching audibly. Vanessa struggled to breathe, but she was too big for her top.

She tried to inhale, and bulged against (and over, and around) the thin, fraying top. She tried again, and despite some popping noises, the bra held.

Finally, on her third try, the top exploded. Her breasts nearly made an audible “ba-wong” sound as they bounced free.

Vanessa’s huge tits heaved and jiggled with every breath she took. With every breath, her already considerable bust expanded another inch or so, growing to completely fill the lower half of the screen.

Hardly anyone noticed that with every breath, a bit more of Vanessa’s forehead crept out of frame too.

“Did you guys see that? Because of this crappy garment, I could have have suffocated! I- hang on, I’m out of focus…”

She fiddled with the camera. First, she pushed it up, to fit her face in the frame.

“Sorry, don’t know why the camera keeps dipping. Wait… now you guys can’t see my boobs. Hang on…”

She lowered the camera, lowering it to capture her entire chest. She pushed it all the way down, but the camera couldn’t even fit her entire breasts in the frame now.

She ballooned to monstrous, basketball-sized tits, so huge they pressed down against top of her desk as she fiddled with her camera.

“Dammit! Is the focus off? I could fit everything in frame a few minutes ago…” she said, wobbling the camera.

The feed cut out for a split second, and thousands and thousands of men cried out in agony before it flipped on again a second later.

“Sorry! Sorry. I was fixing the feed, and my freaking boobs pressed a bunch of keys. I-“

Then feed went out again, then flicked back on.

“Sorry! Boobs again! God, that’s never happened before! It must because I’m so riled!”

She grew, with her head inching upwards again. The desk groaned as her heavy breasts grew even heavier, weighing down on it.

Vanessa winced when there was a light thud.

“Ouchie! Sorry, my knees just hit the bottom of the table. Is something wrong with my chair? I’m really high up, and for some reason the seat feels-“

The chair groaned under her increasing weight. Then snapped loudly under her.

“WHOA!” she said, flailing back. The room and the feed shook.

“Owie! Piece of cheap… crap! Oh no!”

She was trying to stand up, but something was wrapped around her hips and thighs.

“This seat and arm rests… they’re squeezing my hips and ass for some reason! God, it’s like this thing shrank to! And tore of my shorts and panties, somehow! Fuck!”

She tried to pull the broke chair off. Her hips and thighs widened and plumped out behind her, getting thicker and thicker as Vanessa grew.

The chair bent, then broke off of her.

“Whew! That’s a relief! So many things are breaking today!”

She stood up to her full height. Her massive breast filled the screen for a second, but then only a bit of her pendulous underboob was visible. The camera was locked on her navel and top of her wide hips.

“Uh… what’s wrong with my room?” she said, perplexed. “Everything looks-“

Her body made a weird rumbling noise, and she grew bigger. Her hips widened, and as her legs lengthened, her crotch rose to fill the screen.

Her boobs billowed up even bigger, before her chest rose out of frame.

“Did my ceiling just get lower? Like, it’s almost down to my head!”

Another rumbled, and her body stretched and swelled and grew even bigger.

“Ouchie!” she said, right after an abrupt thunk.

“Holy shit. Okay, my boobs are really big all of a sudden, so I can’t see my computer over them… but if anyone’s still watching I think I might be growing!”

In the frame, her knees bent, bumping the desk, as her shoulders and head grew up against the ceiling.

“Shit! I’m definitely growing… and I’m running out of room! No, no… no!”

She tried to get down on her knees, and the room shook. That only bought her a few seconds before she grew into the roof again, so she leaned back on her haunches, only to break the behind her with her giant, mega-donk ass and fertility goddess hips.

“My bed!” she said, with a gasp. And because she was looking in front of her, she didn’t notice breasts, now bigger than yoga balls and growing quickly, descend on her computer and smash it.

The feed shook, and suddenly the camera was showing nothing but a sideways view of the floor.

“Crap! My computer! I can’t see if I broke it… these damn giant boobs… if anyone can still hear me, I’m… mmf… still getting bigger! I’m running out of room! Call 911, please!”

There was a groaning noise as her soft, hyper-curvaceous body grew against the walls, bending them outward by force.

“Too big! I’m too big! Somebody, please-“

For a split second, the camera showed a dark room, and then a split second of boob flesh crushing it, and then fell silent.

There was another world-wide wail of blueballs, and then millions of pantless perverts frantically searched for live news streams with one hand.

Eventually, nearly all of them deduced Vanessa’s hometown and started watching the live helicopter report from her local news station.

In the helicopter feed, a medium sized apartment building kept shaking and trebling awkwardly.

People went streaming out the doors and windows, screaming and running for cover.

One of the walls bowed, and giant leg exploded out of it, growing across the apartment lawn and kicking onlookers aside.

A second later, and second leg shot out, this one ramming through half a dozen cars in the parking lot.

The roof bulged and Vanessa’s head burst out. Her eyes were wide with shook as she looked this way and that, trying to process what was happening to her.

Then she ground her teeth as the building “shrunk” around her again, and her shoulders ripped through the roof too.

Then she kept rising, and her breasts had bloated to such immense proportions they tore off nearly all the remaining roof as they grew.

Her butt and hips widened, smashing more and more of the base foundation of her apartment complex.

Her breasts, growing so fast they were increasingly over proportioned for the rest of her body, inflated in front of her, smothering whatever apartment remained and filling her lap as she struggled the get her arms around them and push them in, like she could stop them from growing.

It didn’t work, naturally, as soon her ass and legs had grown to cover most of her apartment complex.

She was sitting there, trying to hold her giant boobs, and staring down in shock at the hundreds of tiny reporters and fleeing onlookers scrambling between her legs.

She was over a hundred feet tall just sitting down. She was clearly at a loss for words, and some of the braver reporters screamed questions up at her.

“Okay…” she said, briefly started by how loud and booming her voice was. “I guess… I owe the exercise clothing industry an apology. This might be the reason their clothes wouldn’t fit me for long…”

People were shouting things up at her, but she couldn’t understand their small, piping voices.

“I’m sorry, I’m just gonna… try to stand up real quick… everyone get clear please… back up… hold on…”

She struggled awkwardly to get her feet under her. She struggled to heft the weight of her own breasts.

“Fuck… these things are heavy… god dammit… just need to… get my legs under them… hup!”

She straightened to her full height of more than 200 feet.

Unfortunately, the news helicopter had been flying just over her cleavage, and was suddenly sent spinning when Vanessa’s mega-mammaries bounced into them.

“Sorry! Sorry!” said Vanessa, who could be seen awkwardly reaching to catch the helicopter. “I didn’t mean to-“

She was already leaning off-balance, and another ill-timed growth spurt sprung on her.

“No, no!” she wailed, as her body rumbled and rose. “Not bigger! Not again!”

Her breasts ballooned, heavier than ever, pulling her forward. She fell towards the assembled crowd, jugs first.

“Look out!” she screamed, as her top-heavy shadow fell across the thousands of people looking up at her. “Sorry!”

She felt the earth shake under her, and saw a wave of dust fly in all directions.

“Huh. That didn’t really hurt…” she said, coughing a bit of dust. “I guess I pretty padded. These things are way to heavy to stand back up, but at least they broke my…”

The dust cleared, and Vanessa realized she had been growing continuously since her fall started to this very moment.

She saw the edges of her hometown slowly being enveloped under the swelling tide of her breasts, and felt the world “shrinking” under her. In less a minute, she was going to be bigger than her whole state.

“Mom?” asked Beth, from behind Angelica. Angelica heard the stretching and tearing noises, and knew what Beth was going to ask before she even said it.

“What is it, sweetie-kins?” asked Angelica, in a voice dripping with honey.

“I’m… getting too… big… for my clothes again…” said Beth, giggling nervously.

“What?” said Angelica, in exaggerated faux-shock. “Again? Why, honey… that’s the third time today!”

Beth had always been a bit of a shrimp… for years, Angelica had been assuring her daughter their family were just late bloomers…

And the minute Beth turned 18, Angelica had doped Beth with enough growth hormones to turn a mouse into an elephant.

Beth was six feet tall now, finally taller than her mother, and with every breath Angelica could see Beth’s shirt tightening. Through the tight fabric of the shirt, Angelica could see her daughter’s ballooning breasts swelling over the cups of her bra.

“They’re getting… so… ooh!” squealed Beth, as the front clasp on her triple-D bra snapped. Beth immediately reached into her shirt and fished the broken garment out.

“I’m sorry…” said Beth sheepishly. “It was just so pinchy… and little… and tight! It had extra room when I put it on! I don’t know why I’m-“

“Don’t you worry one bit!” said Angelica, reaching and putting a finger on her daughter’s lips. “We’ll go right back in and get you an even bigger bra!”

When they walked back in, everyone in the store looked at Angelica and her wonderful, towering daughter. Beth was at least 6’2” now, and clearly too big for the clothes they’d bought less than 20 minutes ago.

When Angelica and Beth had first arrived that morning, Beth had only been 5’7”. They’d already gone back in once, thirty minutes ago, when Beth was 5’10”.

The whole staff recognized the girl outgrowing her current outfit right in front of them, and stared.

“How can I… help you again, Mrs… Briggs?” asked a member of the floor staff. “Beth looks… uh… bigger… again.”

“I can’t help it!” giggled Beth, growing up to 6’4”. Her pants tore audibly as her legs lengthened, and her shoes were popping apart from her growing feet. Her shirt stretched and began to tear in the front as her breasts expanded and ripped her shirt.

The staff member’s eyes bulged as Beth nearly grew free of her shirt entirely. Beth giggled, noticing him writhe.

“My daughter is getting extremely large. Especially her breasts. Do you have anything that might fit her?”

“Any… anything, uh… bigger than the D’s we’d need… a… um… custom fitting…” said the embarrassed retailer.

“I want that!” said Beth. “I want you to do it!”

“I don’t… I’m not… uh…” stammered the retailer.

“Oh, it’ll be fine. Go ahead and fit her best you can, she’ll probably outgrow this next one just as quick as the others!” laughed Angelica.

Blushing, Beth grew to 6’6” and bulged forward. Her breasts were bigger than the retailer’s head. The tiny shirt was hanging in by a thread.

Beth grabbed the man by the shoulders, and easily half-led, half dragged him to the changing rooms for a custom fitting.

Nearly the moment they stepped inside and shut the doors, Beth took a deep breath. Giggling awkwardly, she expanded and ripped out of all of her clothes. Her shirt… her pants… her shoes… her underwear…

The retailer pressed against the wall as the giant girl seemed to rise taller and fill more space with every breath.

“I’m a late bloomer!” she said, awkwardly. She was seven feet tall.

“Yeah, I can… tell…” said the retailer. “Let me… get you… measured, there…”

Beth giggled as he squeezed around, trying to get the measuring tape all the way around her bust. However, once he made a full pass, he tried to pull the two slack ends together. But then Beth’s chest expanded slightly with her breath, pulling in a couple more inches slack.

And then another couple inches…

And another…

And then just like that, the retailer was out of tape.

“Oof!” said Beth suddenly, and the retailer looked up. Beth was rubbing her head, where it had bumped the roof of the changing room. Beth smiled awkwardly, and the retailer noticed how intensely Beth was blushing.

“Sorry…” she said sheepishly. “My head hit the ceiling…”

They were running out of room. The retailer rapidly pulled the out the only real option they had for Beth.

“So… this, uh… this bra was actually a prop for a window display we had a couple years back… the um, the mannequin was about nine feet tall. It’s really the only thing we have with enough fabric to-“

Beth took it from him gently, slid her arms through the loops, which seemed to mostly fit. The cups dangled free, and after a second, the retailer realized she wanted him to clasp them in front for her.

“Let me just…” he said, taking the clasps and pulling them towards each other. They didn’t quite reach.

“A little tighter!” said Beth sweetly, even as she grew bigger, pulling the clasps further apart.

The retailer struggled, trying to pull the clasps together.

“I can’t…” said the retailer, struggling as Beth inflated, bigger and bigger. Her could feel the heat from her big, soft body filling the small space of the changing room as she grew to fill more and more of it.

“I don’t know why I keep growing like this!” protested Beth. “Just when I think I’m done I go and get even-“

Her shoulders ripped the straps. Her breasts surged in size, breaking the cups and shoving the retailer against the side of the changing room.

“I’m so sorry!” Beth apologized.

The retailer tried to squirm free, but there was no more room. Beth’s hugeness had grown to fill too much space- she was softly smothering him against the wall.

“Oop!” she said. “Let me just… give you a little more… hnnnngh…”

She tried to squat down, but her hips and butt had been steadily growing too. The pressed against the other walls, giving her no room to maneuver her huge hourglass body.

“I’m… growing… faster!” she said, feeling her body pressed against all the walls (and the retailer) harder and harder, and she bent her against the ceiling. “I’m running… out of… ooh!”

Angelica heard the crashing noise, and turned in the direction of the changing room. Her daughter’s head exploded up through the top of the tiny, enclosed space. Beth looked around, still giggling, still amused by all of this.

“Everyone’s so tiny!” said the nine-foot-girl. “Hi, mommy!”

“Beth? Baby?” said Angelica, realizing for the first time that in her desire to give her daughter an edge, she might have gone too far. “Are you still growing!”

“Uh-huh!” said Beth, delighted to see her mother was now scared too. The changing hut groaned and bent, filled with her still growing body. “I really like the sales guy in here… but I think I’m crushing him with my- oop!”

All at once, Beth surged. Her shoulders burst out the roof of the hut, as she rose to twelve feet tall. Her breasts swelled in front of her, making the changing hut explode outward. The retailer rolled away, gasping for breath. He had been seconds away from being crushed.

In a voice now distorted by her hugeness, Beth laughed. Shoppers turned and ran as Beth stomped towards her mother with store-shaking foot steps.

“Am I… big enough now, mommy?” asked the giant girl teasingly, shooting up to fifteen feet.

“Beth…” said Angelica, starting to backpedal. “I only wanted…”

“No?” said Beth, looming closer. “How about… now?”

She shot up to twenty feet.

“Or now!?” she was not thirty feet tall, casually crushing racks and displays with each step. Angelica was running now, and sprinted ahead of her daughter’s giant, reaching hand.

She made it out the front door just in time. Beth bent down and reached through the door, after her, but Beth was far too big to leave the retailer outlet now.

“Mommy!” teased Beth. “Come back! I want you to see… how… big… I am!”

Beth seemed to punctuate every word by growing visibly bigger. Her ass ballooned out behind her. Her breasts ballooned up under her.

Angelica watched in terror as her daughter’s expanding body knocked over rack after rack, display after display…

…and then Beth stood up. Her head smashed up through the roof of the store, easily. She was more than sixty feet tall, and still growing. Her breasts were bigger than SUVs, and so huge Beth had to press down on them to keep them from blocking her vision.

“I know how embarrassing having such a flat, little shrimp of a daughter must be for you, mom!” bellowed the 100-foot Beth, stomping after her mother as she tried to speed away in her car. “But I think… I’m… almost big enough… to stop embarrassing you!”

Angelica sped away. Beth surged in height, her shadow almost immediately overtaking Angelica’s car. Beth dropped to her knees, shaking the road and making Angelica’s car bounce.

Beth kept growing, getting down on all fours. She loomed huge over Angelica’s car.

“And what about these, mommy?” giggled Beth, in a huge, world-shaking voice. “Are… these big enough?”

It was a nice evening to be chilling at your girlfriends place outside the city. You loved Abby with all your heart. You two were childhood sweethearts and both moved to the big city once you were done with school. Things were great.

The only annoying part was her little sister, Jessie. Jessie was madly in love with you and super jealous of her sister for being able to be with you. You’d had this discussion with your girlfriend before, but any time she brought it up Jessie always denied her accusations.

Turns out she moved in with Abby once she graduated, you had no idea she was gonna be at your girlfriends place until she opened the door, dressed in an undersized tank top and some small lounging shorts.

“Heyyyyy Craig, how are you!?” Jessie answered the door rather joyfully, expecting you to be on the other side. It was almost as if she was waiting by the door this whole time.

“Oh, hey Jess. Didn’t know you were visiting.” She was a nice enough girl, but you were on to her antics and tried to brush her off. “Where’s Abby? we were gonna have a movie night tonight an-”

“Oh, she just stepped out for a little bit. Probably to get snacks or something.” She looked a little upset at being reminded you were dating your sister, but looked no less excited you were there. “Come on in!” She gestured to the entryway of her sister’s place.

“Yeah, now that I’m a big girl I decided to move to the city with Abby. Got a good job at that Italian restaurant and everything.” Jessie continued. She was a nice enough girl, but you could tell something wasn’t quite right. That tank top she had on was not covering much, and you could a little bit of something lacy underneath.

“That’s great Jess,” You said, taking a seat on the couch, still trying to shake her. “When’s Abby going to be back? We had this planned last week.”

“Oh, I don’t know.” Jessie replied, taking a seat next to you on the large sectional. “She probably went to go get those chips you like, the All Dressed ones. Wanna throw something on while we wait??”

“Uh, I’ll just browse twitter on my phone. I doubt she’ll be long.”

“Oh, well… ok.” Jessie was dejected. “I’ll just go to my room for a little bit then. Lemme know when the movie starts!” She popped up and walked down the hall to her room. You watched her go and noticed her shorts didn’t quite cover the bottom of her butt cheeks.

You sighed. This was so Jessie. Wearing revealing clothes and trying to get in your pants. Hopefully Abby would be back soon.

A couple minutes later, right after you shot a “where you at?” text to your girlfriend, you heard a “ooh” coming from down the hall. It caught your attention, but not enough to take your eyes off your twitstagram feed. A few seconds later you heard a grunt. This was enough to get you to look up. You peered out of the living room door, down the hall towards the bathroom when you heard a rip and a little gasp.

“Uh, Jessie, is that you? You ok?” You called out down the hall. Jessie didn’t answer, but you did hear the door open and the click clack of heels moving down the hall.

Suddenly the doorway was filled with a seven and a half foot tall Jessica. Gone was the girlfriend’s little sister she was before, replaced with a towering bombshell of a woman. Not that the previous Jessie wasn’t cute, but the new version of her was stacked. Huge boobs, longer legs, and bigger ass all wrapped up in that perfect mix of muscle and fat. Where Jessie used to be an average 5 foot something, now her head was nearing the top of the door frame. Even her red hair seemed more vibrant as it draped down over her shoulder. She was wearing nothing but a bra and panties, as well as some bright pink pumps, jacking her height up even more.

“Oh, I’m a lot more than OK.” she said, seductively. You gulped.

She strode through the doorway into the living room. Her long legs ate up the distance quickly, her heels no longer clacking on the soft carpet of the den. Looking up at her from your sitting position she looked even bigger up close.

Jessie threw one of her long, thick legs over you and eased down onto your lap. She sure felt like a near eight foot tall woman sitting on your thighs. Your head was about level with her breasts, her fleshy melons softly overflowing the wild pattern of her bra.

“Listen, Craig” she cooed, running a manicured finger down your chest. “There’s something I’ve wanted to tell you for a loooooong time now…”

Your mind was running a little slow considering the huge boobs at your eye level. “Uh, Jess? I know you’re really into me and all but uh, this shouldn’t happen,” you managed to get out.

“Well, good. I’ve been dropping hints for years now.” Her finger had slipped into your waistband. “I know you fell for my stupid sister Abby because she was tall and leggy, so I managed to find a way to get taller and leggier! Isn’t it great?” There was a strange mix of excitement and smugness in her gaze. “The boobs were just a bonus!” she exclaimed, grabbing her tit with her free hand.

You squirmed, trying to get out from under amazon Jessie.

“What, you don’t like all this?” the huge girl said, gesturing to her overgrown body.

“Well, um, no? I’m in love with your sister,” You protested, still trying to get out from under her massive body. “We’ve been dating for years, now…” You pushed against her smooth thighs, trying to escape. For a brief moment you had to admire how soft they were.

This visibly hurt Jessie. Her flirty smile faded into a frown. She sighed. “What about bigger boobs? Would that help?” She cupped her breasts for effect. They seemed even bigger than when she walked in the room, softly bulging over the tops of her patterned bra.

“No, just get off of-” Jessie seemed to concentrate, closing her eyes and gripping her tits. Suddenly, they surged forward, further bubbling over the top of her bra. You heard the thing strain under the increasing weight of her boobs as they expanded, sizing up several cup sizes in just as many seconds. Her bust pushed the cups forward, starting to bulge around the bottom and sides of the undersized undergarment. Jessie’s previous growth was out of sight, but this expansion left you slack jawed. Both at the size of her still increasing bust and the fact that she actually figured out how to grow right in front of you.

She let out a grunt, and the expansion ceased. The bra was horribly deformed by tits twice the size of what it was designed to hold, nearly the size of her head. The straps were pulled taught and the back band had to be pulling apart. She opened her eyes, hands still on her breasts. She looked down at you, her flirty smile having returned.

“Are you sure?” She jiggled them with her hands, causing one of the straps to fail and drape over her left breast. “Looks like this thing isn’t doing it’s job anymore,” she said with a giggle. She fumbled with the back clasps, pressing her huge globes in your face. You couldn’t help but admire the massive tits mere milimeters away, even though you knew it was wrong. You tried to think of your girlfriend Abbey but your mind was elsewhere.

Jessie gave up on the clasps and just decided to tear the thing off with a rip. “There we go, all better!” She said, removing the destroyed bra. Her tits rode high and proud on her chest, looking rather unnatural on her otherwise thin (yet larger than usual) frame.

“Are you sure these aren’t changing your mind?” They kind of were. Big tits are great and you were having a hard time resisting Jessie’s new chest, as perfect as those globes were. Thankfully, you managed to keep your mouth shut.

Unfortunately, she noticed you trying to maintain composure. “No? Not enough? Well then, maybe something else?”

“Please Jess just let me go!” You pleaded, still unable to get out from under her.

“Awe c’mon Craigy, at least stick around for the main act!” You looked on, partly in horror of what comes next. She reached back, undoing both of the bright pink pumps she walked in with. Then, Jessie went back to concentrating, hands on her expansive chest, willing her body to grow again.

Your eyes were on her face as she seemed to wash over in pleasure. Your gaze drifted down to her breasts, where she was massaging her left boob while tweaking the nipper on the other. She moaned, but your eyes were trained on her chest as it slowly rose upward. Instead of outward breast expansion, she was growing upwards this time.

She was easily seven and a half feet tall before this latest spurt, but her growth put her over 8 feet within seconds and didn’t let up. She threw her head back as it kept rising upward, her vertical growth moving your own head back into the space between her breasts. Her tit massages intensified as her boobs got close to engulfing your head in soft flesh. Her growth sputtered out just as her nipples cleared your line of sight.

“GODS that feels so good” She said, exasperated. She had to have added over a foot to her height. You were equal parts scared, turned on, and needing Abbey.

An idea popped into your head. “You know, these tits are great and all, but do you think you could get just a wee bit bigger for me?”

“Ooh, I like the way you think, Craig.” Her hands, which hadn’t left her breasts, started massaging again as Jessie started growing again. Just like before, she had the mix of concentration and pleasure on her face as she swelled up and out. Her weight was increasing proportionately, as you felt her ass spread out on your thighs.

As mind-numbing as watching her growth was, you sprang into action. With a swift movement, you shoved her in the tits. This caught the growing Jessie off guard, and she fell backwards to the ground, not used to her new dimensions.

She hit the ground with an “oof,” a thump, and a flurry of jiggles. You took the opportunity and ran. By the time Jessie was able to rise to her full 8 and a half foot height you made it to the bathroom attached to Abbey’s bedroom.

“You little…” You heard her say, followed by the thumping of her footsteps moving around the apartment. You were unsure of your next move, and took to cowering in your girlfriend’s bathroom while her overgrown little sister was looking for you. You tried dialing Abbey’s cell, but she wasn’t picking up.

“Oh Craigey, come out come out where ever you are!” She said in a playful tone. It wasn’t too long before Jessie rounded the corner into the hallway leading to the bedroom you were trying to hide in. “Are you in here?” she asked, a little louder than necessary. The candor of her voice startled you, dropping the phone.

“Oh, you’re in there!” She rounded the corner into her sister’s room, peering at you from her lofty vantage point. It was obvious that she had grown during the hunt, as she was significantly taller than the doorframe into the small bath. Her tits had sized up as well, looking nearly as wide as the frame.

“Come on Craig, come out to play!” Jessie said, ducking under the door and squeezing her boobs through. She was almost able to stand up to her full 9 foot height but she cracked her head on the ceiling on the way up. “Fuck,” she exclaimed, recoiling from the pain.

You decided to try your fool proof plan again. “You know, Jessie, maybe if you were a little bit bigger I wouldn’t be able to resist.”

Jessie, still hunched over, considered your proposal. “Well, you’re not really able to resist as it is, but god, getting bigger feels so good.” She said, already willing her body even bigger. “So yeah, I’ll get bigger.” She started thumbing one of her nipples as her oversized body got more oversized, taking up more and more space in the small bathroom.

Even though she was already crouched to fit in the space, she grew up and out. Her huge, naked form was quickly eating up the available room, adding inches in boob and height quicker than before. Her head hit the ceiling again and she bent at the waist, huge tits hanging down nearly a foot and a half from her chest. Jessie was enjoying this growth spurt even more than the rest, her eyes closed as she was moaning in pleasure as she got bigger and bigger.

Her legs lengthened to the point where you saw an opportunity to make a break for it. You scrambled to her feet and sprinted out of the bathroom, ducking between her thick thighs and out of the bathroom. The noise you made on your way out of the room broke her concentration and her growth stopped.

“You fuckin BIT-” You heard her say, before you slammed the front door behind you. On your way down to your car in the parking lot you saw Abbey coming in with two armfuls of groceries.

“Hey Craig. If I didn’t text you back it was cause my phone died!” she said.

You didn’t reply, still scared out of your mind because of the giantess in her apartment. You wanted to say something, but all you got out was a “yoursisterisgiangainticigottaleaveBYE” before hopping in your Honda and peeling out of the parking lot.

Abbey was pretty confused after watching you sprint to your car. “Well, guess you canceled on the weekend” she reconciled, walking towards her place. “God damnit…”

Abbey heard a strange cracking on her way to the stairs. “Damn landlords,” she thought before hearing what sounded like a building collapsing. That stopped her in her tracks, trying to figure out what was going on. Seconds later, the roof exploded and a huge Jessie exploded from the roof of the multi-story apartment complex.

Abbey dropped the groceries in shock. She wasn’t sure what to make of her massive sister so she just stood there in shock, gaping up at a 40 foot Jessie with tits the size of semi trucks.

“CRAAAAIIIIIIG” she yelled, her voice booming over the surrounding area. Jessie wasn’t tall enough to step over the wall of the three story building, so she just stepped through the wall, which offered no resistance. Abbey watched her walk away, awestruck.

You, on the other hand, was desperately trying to get distance between you and Jessie. You thought you got away, but then an absolutely massive redhead with massive tits appeared in your rear view mirror.

“CRAIG!” She roared, rattling the windows of your car. You floored it, but it didn’t seem to do any good as Jessie was gaining on you. Despite doing 100 on the highway you heard the thump of the giantess’ footsteps getting closer and closer.

At one point, she disappeared from your mirrors. You thought you were in the clear. Then, suddenly, your car lifted off the pavement. Jessie had picked your car up. You felt yourself rise up hundreds of feet, past house sized tits to meet her gaze. She had to be hundreds of feet tall.

“Hey Craig, I think we should talk about earlier…”

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“Hey, babe,” she said as you walked in to your apartment. She was reclining on one of your beanbag chairs, acting as though she owned the place. “What the–I thought we talked about this! We’re not together anymore. How’d you even get in here?” you asked. “Come on, don’t be like that. It’s been two weeks. Miss me much?”

Miss? When you’d last seen her, the police were dragging her away kicking and screaming. She’d slashed your tires in your work’s parking lot and had scratched “CHEATER” across the hood. “You need to get the fuck out of here before I call the cops.” “Cops? We’re just talking, aren’t we?” she said, smiling. “How’s Alexis?”

“I told you, there’s nothing between us,” you said, your anger rising. “Not that it’s any of your business now, anyway.” It’s okay, you can tell me. I know you like her because she’s got a pair like these.” She pulled up her shirt.

Your eyes practically fell out of your head. Beneath her gray tee she had hidden an enormous pair of breasts, encased in an equally enormous lacy black bra. She cupped them as she soaked in your reaction. “What did you do?” you asked. She grinned. “You like them? They’re new.” Implants? It couldn’t be, not in just two weeks. And push-up bras were good, but not this good. She hadn’t been flat-chested before, but she was nothing even close to this. “How? Surgery? Pills?”

She shook her head. “I don’t know, it’s weird. I told you when we got together how I felt about you hanging around other girls, didn’t I? For these past few weeks, every time I’d think about you and Alexis together, there’d be this heat growing inside the pit of my stomach. One day, it kind of … came out. It spread out inside me, almost like it melted away.”

“And? Your tits grew?” “Not all at once, no.” She traced circles on her bra just above her nipples. “At first, I thought I was just gaining weight. I was stress eating, too, and the thought of getting fat because of you got me even madder. That ball of anger grew and grew, until it finally came out again. And this time, I felt it: my breasts felt like they were filling up, stretching the skin and growing heavier. It felt amazing!” Through her bra, incredibly, you saw two big bumps form through the thick fabric. Her nipples, too, must have grown.

Your throat felt dry. “Two things,” you said, trying to maintain your composure. “One, you need to go to a doctor. And a psychiatrist. And whoever else can help you. Two, you need to understand that this is why we broke up. Every time a girl said so much as hello to me, you lost your shit. Remember Maya? And Dana? I’m sick and tired of avoiding half the human race because of your bullshit. I don’t care how big your tits have gotten, go find someone else.” “Oh, I had almost forgotten about those bitches,” she hissed. “Maya and Dana. Always meeting you for lunch and coffee, talking with you about their problems. Put a stop to that, though.”

She was panting now, her face flushed. Closing her eyes, she pawed her breasts, smushing them together. “What I wouldn’t give to take them and just–ugh!”

You heard a loud gurgle come from her belly, followed by a deep creak. Sounded like a wooden beam settling.

And, despite her deep breaths, you saw her breasts grow. The cups of her bra overflowed with flesh, straining the lace and deepening her obscene cleavage. Despite laying on her back, her breastflesh piled into two enormous mountains on her chest. Her nips, standing proud, slipped over the edge of the cup and pushed into the lace. Somewhere, a stitch popped. “Mmm. I’ll remember those two for next time,” she said. “What do you think?”

“You’re fucking crazy,” you said, shaking your head. Still, your pants shifted.

She giggled. “There’s more. Notice anything else?”

You looked across her sprawled-out form, that crazy grin on her face waiting to laugh at you again. She had always loved teasing you. “I don’t have time for this,” you said. “Here, let me help.” Slowly, she started to rise out of the chair. And rise.

She was well over six feet tall. Your eyes barely came up to her chin. She had barely been 5′5″ before, but evidently the magic at play with her breasts was also making the rest of her bigger, too. But it wasn’t just her height or her breasts. Everything about her seemed magnified: hips rounder, waist thinner, legs longer. Her arms seemed more defined, as though she had been lifting weights. “Oh god,” she said, holding back another laugh. She seemed to swell right before you, and you heard another stitch pop. “You’re so tiny! Come here.”

She advanced on you and, instinctively, you took a step back. This was too much, too fast. “Get the fuck away from me!”

She took another thudding step, testing your resolve. You retreated again, but not as far this time.

“What’s the matter, babe? Do I look bigger to you?”

BOOM. You looked down at her bare feet on the hardwood floors. They seemed bigger than yours now and were slowly growing even more. She was stalking you toward the door.

“I feel bigger,” she said. Her smile grew even wider. She flexed her back muscles as though she were cracking her neck and shot up another inch. “And I really, really like it.”

“Stay away!” you shouted, still backing up. You wanted to turn and run, but you couldn’t take your eyes off of her.

But she kept coming. “I wasn’t counting on you getting cold feet,” she said. “Don’t you like seeing these big fucking titties?” She shook them at you, sending them jiggling in waves that strained her bra even more and exposing more of her pale skin.

Your butt hit the door. You were out of room.

“You want a feel, is that it?” She heaved her breasts up, making them seem even larger. “See how they compare to Alexis, that small-titted bi–”

As she moved in to press them against you, you grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away, sending her staggering back. Her momentary shock gave you an opportunity and you scrabbled to open the door.

Just when it opened, she regained her footing and charged, slamming you against the door and shutting it with a slam. Her tits rammed into your chest, knocking the wind out of you and leaving you face-to-face, close enough to inhale her breath. She grabbed you by the wrists, her grip as tight as handcuffs.

“Running off to one of your little friends, is that it? You got some piece off ass?” She said. “What’s her name, tell me.” “No one,” you wheezed. “I’m not seeing anyone.”

With her body pressed up against you, you felt her grow again. Her tits pulsated bigger, breaking stitch after stitch down the side. Her head rose, and you felt those gargantuan breasts spread and bulge until they touched your chin. It wasn’t just her top, either. All of her clothes drew tighter, and the shifting cloth signaled just how close she was to busting out of it all. You were seeing stars as the pressure on your chest grew. “Ooh, wrong answer,” she cooed. “You know I hate it when you lie to me. Who is she?” “I can’t breathe!”

“Hmm. Better give up a name, then.”

“A–Alexis!” you stammered. “It’s Alexis, all right. Please!”

She moved away slightly, letting you take in some air, but her grip tightened around your wrists until it became painful.

“I fucking knew it!” she yelled. “I’m going to rip her apart when I find her! I’m gonna … gonna …”

You felt her grip slacken. Her eyes glazed over and her expression became blank. It was as if she was seeing beyond you to some other world. You twisted your hands, trying to free yourself, but that only seemed to refocus her attention. She looked down on you and smirked.

“You ready for the show?” she asked, almost at a whisper.

“What?”

She let loose a moan that shook the walls, a deep cry that made your ears ring.

All at once, she expanded. Her tits inflated a cup size, then another, then another, snapping her bra in half and sending a swelling wave of boob into your face. It felt as though someone slapped you. She shuddered, and you heard her jeans burst open and rend apart as her thighs and ass thickened and grew. Bones crackled underneath swelling muscles and stretching skin.

In paroxysms of pleasure, she grabbed you pressed you into her monstrous cleavage. Your head bounced between her still growing breasts. She grew taller, inches and feet in mere moments of bliss, until her head smashed into the ceiling. Your feet flailed in mid-air as she embraced you like a teddy bear.

When her growth subsided, she pulled you away and set you on your feet. You barely came up to her waist. A sheen of sweat stuck to every part of her.

“Oh my god,” you said. “Oh my god.”

“Holy shit, that was great!” Though out of breath, she seemed unusually untroubled. “It wasn’t like before, either. I think my ass got thicker, too!” She bent and twisted about to examine herself. “I’ve got to be over eight feet tall by now.”

She turned her attention toward you. “I like seeing you get smaller. When all this is over, I think I’ll keep you in my pocket for safekeeping.”

This was the height of madness. The jealous, violent woman in front of you reveled in her freakish size and supernatural growth. What did she have planned? And had you inadvertently endangered Alexis, too?

In a panic, you scrabbled for the doorknob and threw the door open.

“Where are you going, cutie?” she asked. “Running off to the arms of your girlfriend, huh?” She seemed to swell with every word.

“Y-you stay away from Alexis, I’m warning you!”

She chuckled at your threat. “I’ll see you both soon enough, I promise.”

You slid out the door and ran down the hall. From behind her, you could hear the faint echoes of creaking flesh.

“Nothing’s happening!” she whined. “I’m supposed to become a goddess!”

She stamped her foot and, looked at her hands. She didn’t feel divine, she didn’t look divine… the gold chain was a total scam!

Her chest bounced slightly when she stamped her foot, causing a passing stranger to lock eyes with Jen, and then look down at Jen’s cleavage.

Jen realized a stranger was staring at her.

“What do you want?” said Jen.

“I’m sorry… you’re just… so radiant… so lovely…”

“Oh!” squealed Jen, realizing this was her first worshiper. “Thank you! You can worship me, you know. It’s totally natural!”

The strange woman stepped forward like she was going to kiss Jen, then bent down to kiss Jen’s breasts.

“Oh… okay, weird choice, but I’ll allow it. I mean, my boobs are spectacular…” said Jen, proudly. “And actually, the way you’re… worshipping them like that… it actually feels… really good!”

Jen sighed with pleasure as the stranger kept worshipping her breasts. Jen felt warm… strong… energized…

“Something’s happening!” squealed Jen. “I can feel it! Oh, wow…”

Jen’s dress pulled tight around her chest. Her already impressive breasts swelled over the top of her dress. Tingly pleasure filled her body as her dress tightened.

“My boobs are getting bigger…” said Jen. “Of course my boobs are getting bigger! I’m a goddess!”

She saw a random creep taking photographs on his camera.

“Hey! Gross dude! Aren’t my boobs beautiful? Don’t you want to worship them- I mean, me?”

“Of… course!” said the strange man, dropping his phone, bending down to kiss Jen’s boobs. “You have the most resplendent rack I have ever seen!”

“Heh! I know…” said Jen, as her two worshippers lavished attention on her chest. “Just keep worshipping me… that’s it… mama needs it to grow…”

She made a high-pitched little gasp of pleasure as she heard a seam rip somewhere. Her big, double-D movie-star tits were growing bigger and bigger… with every breath she took she felt herself blowing up, bigger and bigger… she’d expanded to big, plump, G or H-cup porn star tits, and it felt amazing… better than sex… she had a perverse craving to keep growing… her breasts were about to explode out her top and she didn’t care, she wanted them to be even bigger!

“Yoo-hoo!” she whistled loudly, to the three or four random walkers who still hadn’t noticed her. “Busty young goddess here, looking for new worshippers!”

She felt them notice her, and begin crowding in, reaching and reverently brushing her with the tips of their fingers… bending in to kiss her… bowing down on the ground…

“I’m getting even bigger!” she said, as her breasts bloated to absurdly perky and round L-cups, ripping more seams, and finally ripping her dress open. They were like perky jiggly volley-balls in front of her, huge and still growing, but she barely felt their weight.

She heard more tearing, and ran her hands along her hips to feel her dress tightening… it was just her tits… her hips were widening, and curvy ass was filling out, bigger and rounder, stretching the fabric until it tore down the back…

“Kim Kardashian, eat your heart out… god…”

An animal greed for more attention, more growth, more her was taking over. She didn’t want to be busty or big or bootylicious… she wanted to be bustier. Bigger. More bootylicious. She wanted to keep growing. She wanted this wonderful, gluttonous sensation of her own form filling out to continue forever…

“Bigger…” she said. “More worshippers… I want to be bigger…”

She giggled lewdly when she heard a car screech and crash into another car. Then another, and then another. Her beauty was causing accidents… people were ignoring the wounded, and wandering through the suddenly congested road to come be closer to her.

Her worshippers doubled, then doubled again as a crowd started to form.

“Oh… wow!” she said, quivering with an orgasm, and something better than an orgasm. “That’s it… that’s it… more love… more worship… this feels incredible… I’m going to… cum again… I’m going to…”

Jen squealed with another orgasm… there was a strange rush of wind across her face… she felt her curvaceous rump bump into the people behind her. She felt her breasts swell, pushing forward into the people in front of her.

“What happened?” she said, looking around and not quite sure what was suddenly different. “Everything’s different, I can’t quite… oh!”

She shuddered with another orgasm, and this time she noticed the way she could suddenly see over most people’s heads.

“I’m getting taller!” she sighed, awed by her own transformation. “Of course I’m growing taller… why wouldn’t I?”

She rose up to more than six feet tall, feeling her swelling body push back worshippers, even as they crowded towards her… there was a mob of dozens now… hundreds!

“Bigger!” she said, as she lurched upwards. She grew to more than seven feet tall, giggling wickedly as she grew over the heads over her tallest worshippers.

She got a sick thrill watching them stare up at her… watching her big, hourglass-shadow stretch and grow across the mob….

She was inflating… swelling with worship and love… so much power it couldn’t fit in a mortal body, so her body had to grow…

Jen had assumed once she became a goddess she would live in a mansion… fuck her favorite celebrities… eat lots of carbs and still be gorgeous… but those dreams were stupid, mortal fantasies. Now that the change had begun, all she wanted was to grow.

“That’s it, my lovelies!” she said, marveling how easily she moved her seemingly unbalanced body. Her enormous breasts knocked over her closest worshippers, and her swinging hips did the same, but she meant to do that.

“Keep worshipping me! Your love… it keeps me growing! It make me bigger! Oh, god… thank you all… so… much!”

She punctuated each word by growing a couple feet taller, and was more than a dozen feet tall now- twice as tall as a normal human, radiantly beautifully, and impossibly curvy.

She petted and caressed her beautifully round, impossibly perky, delightfully soft breasts… they were perfectly round weather balloons, growing out in front of her…so big she couldn’t see the worshippers crowding around her legs and feet over them.

She was tall enough to see into the second story of the building she was next to, and saw the slack-jawed family inside drop everything and come running out to worship her as she rose to meet their eye level, and then kept growing up.

She took a couple more careful steps, growing up to twenty feet tall. She smiled when her body felt light to her… but cars bounced whenever she set her foot down.

Around thirty feet, she realized she was going to grow into a light post. Instead of moving to avoid it, she just… walked through it, and let her expanding body push it over.

“I’m like Tit Kong…” she said, growing up to forty feet. “But I have to keep growing… I want to be… Boobzilla!”

She laughed as she swelled up, larger, feeling her momentum. She probably couldn’t stop growing if she wanted to.

She started to chuckle with perverse pleasure as her worshippers shrunk down to ants at her feet. She loved looking to windows as she grew up past them… higher and higher… bigger and bigger!

“Ugh…” she groaned with pleasure, even as her monstrous, 200 foot body became too curvy for the street she was in. Her big, round ass pushed into the building behind her. Her big, building-sized boobs grew into the building in front of her. “So… big! Getting… bigger!”

She groaned as the buildings started to crumble, smashed by her swelling body. Worshippers ran into the collapsing buildings, eager for the chance to be crushed by their new goddess.

Jen bellowed, loudly, as both buildings collapsed. The sensation had been overwhelming…

“Sacrifices!” she boomed, growing up so huge most of the skyscrapers only came up to her navel anymore. “Must… grow! Must… crush… more!”

She grunted hugely as she maneuvered her big zeppelin tits on top of two buildings. The buildings groaned and bent under their weight as they kept swelling…. Then the buildings collapsed  under her, and Jen fell forward, moaning with her seismic orgasm.

“YES!” she bellowed, feeling her plump breasts smash more of the city as they grew under her. “BIGGER! CRUSH… MORE!”

Her big, jiggling ass kept getting fatter and wider, smashing block after block as her legs grew to the ocean. Her boobs had grown so big they had smothered half the city, and here bulging beyond city limits.

Helicopters and planes buzzed around like gnat, and videos of Jen’s expansion turned people by the millions into her new worshippers.

Jen writhed with pleasure, grinding her body on the earth. Deep down, she knew the only thing that could satisfy her hunger now was the total sacrifice of earth, and everyone on it, to her majestic, ever-growing tits…

After a few glorious minutes, she was finally big enough to smash the whole planet between them, and enlarge to cosmic proportions in a moment of unparalleled ecstasy.

She sighed, and noted with some dismay she still wasn’t quite as big as the sun she was orbiting… but she felt she was close, and could outgrow that big yellow bastard with just a few more good sacrifices…

Sophie zipped up her running jacket as she sprinted out of her house to the car. Her keys jiggling as she struggled to unlock the door. Finally managing to click the button and thrust the door open. She usually wasn't in this much of a hurry but her boyfriend had the dorm room to himself and these moments were few and far between.

Way too far apart. Her engine rumbled to life as she started reversing out of the parking space as soon as the seat belt latched her into place. Her body was already vibrating in anticipation. Her panties already wet and ready to be flung off. It had been forever and she was especially horny this time around.

Her small car forged it's way thru the side streets trying to make a 15 min trip in 5 wasn't easy. Sophie focused as she felt her body vibrate again. Her breath already picking up its pace. Oh my god I'm sooo horny already She mumbled to herself as someone cut her off at the light. Her face turning red with emotion as her breathing bobbed her chest up and down. Sophie tried to calm herself down as one of her hands slithered down into her yoga pants.

Fuck I need to release some of this steam. The light in front of her was red and she had a quick second. Soon her fingers found their way as they started to stroke and massage herself.

Her moan pierced thru her as her leg spasmed. Her foot jutting down into the brake pedal as her body yearned for more.

Fuck fuck fuck I think I just made it worse. Her body was furiously vibrating her now. She couldn't sit still her legs twitching her core getting warmer and warmer. Moans softly escaping her in anticipation.

Sophie eyes rolled back as she let out a small orgasm Fuck oh thank go.. Her breath cut off as her chest suddenly lurched and groaned. Her eyes dragging down as her breasts pulled her zipper taught and pushed into the seat belt.

What the fuck did my boobs just gro...

Her voice cut off again as her body rumbled a second time. Her zipper bursting open as her boobs dragged forward. Digging into her sports bra as they struggled to contain her. Meanwhile as the light turned green she felt her feet push harder than anticipated into the accelerator lurching forward from the light as her head bobbed up an inch. She couldn't see out of her mirrors anymore. Her clothes were tight her seat was off fuck I am growing what is fucking happening oh god wait nooo...

Her body ebbed with sexual frustration as she felt her body pulse bigger. Her hair brushing the felt roof as her legs twitched and jutted longer. Her yoga pants slithering up to her mid calf as her knees bent into the dash. Her foot forced further into the amgas as the car jumped forward. Sophie struggled to contain the car as she tried to move her leg but it was pinned. Barely managing to avoid an accident as she sped down the line. Her other leg managed to squeeze down on the brake as she changed her seat back.

Another growth spurt causing her foot to slam it to the floor the car abruptly stopping in the middle of the road.

Honks and squeezing of tires as traffic tried to avoid her. Sophie tried to get off the road as her body rumbled again

Fuck... Me...

Her body raced up. Her head careening into the roof. Her legs left with nowhere to go folded over the sides of the console. Her feet pinned to the bottom of the floor under the dash. Her seat belt dragged into her skin as her boobs finally burst her jacket open now more of a crop top. Her yoga pants splitting behind her and into the seat as the seams tore down her ass.

The cars behind her kept honking as Sophie tried to adjust the seat

If I can't just get out of the car I can figure..this..oh goOOD nOoooO.

Her seat flung back as her body convulse and grew again. Her back and head falling into the back seats as her legs sprawled out. Her jacket bra and pants gathered around her growing body as her seatbelt finally gave out as the latch snapped in half.her hair drowned her face as she tried to open the back door and crawl out.

As she contorted her body another spasm hit her.

Sophie screamed as her head raced up the back seat and back into the rear windows. Her legs stretched and braced against the windshield as the airbags popped off after her butt broke the dash. Her seat folding and crumbling under her. The car groaned as the suspension started to max out and her body filled its cabin the frame of the car bending and breaking inch by inch.

A knock was heard at the windows. As someone tried to open the door for her. Another scream from Inside as the back windows cracked.then the windshield. I side Sophie crammed for space.

Her own body pressing up against herself and the frame of the car. Smothered airbags and glass choked her as she was pinned to the roof floor and frame of the car. Her feet pushed against the glass as she tried to kick it out. The entire car shaking as she moaned and gasped. Her panties having flung to the ground long ago now left her shivering and shaking in a cold sweat. She bit her lip as she tried to hold back another wave. Her eyes wide with fear as the pleasure forced its way to her throat audibilizing itself as she grew again.

Her body found freedom as broke thru the glass. Her head breaking thru right after her legs toppled over the hood. The car malforming to the massive weight and pressure of her body inside. One tire blew then another then the rest. The passerby screaming and running as a giant head was now seen orgasming and moaning after it broke thru a car.

Sophie tried to call for help from the few who stood in stunned silence but it was too late.

Another gasp took the car and finally snapped it. Her body breaking free as loose metal glass and plastic malformed it's way around her hips and cut into her. Her back scraped against the asphalt as her legs dragged onto the street. She took up a lane and half lying on the ground.

Sophie tried to catch her breath she felt like she had been forced to orgasm atleast 8 times. Her legs couldn't stop shaking. She couldn't catch her breath and she was still going. Her body yearned for more. She had to use everything she had to try and not immediately orgasm right after the first. She couldn't control herself her moans and screams causing her to convulse her eyes and body to twitch. Her mouth to scream in ecstacy.

She broke again as she tried to stand up. Her body manging to get to all 4s as she lurched across the street. Her feet dragging into the asphalt and digging it up as they banged into a car. Her head bobbed into a street lamp as it sparked and toppled over.

Sophie couldn't believe her eyes as the cars and people looked like models to her. She yelped again as she continued to surge again again again. Her feet smashing and causing a car to skid off the road and into the sidewalk. Her feet contorting the driver side door shut as the frame molded around her.

Her amr buckled as her back and head lurched up into the sky her head above the lights and half the houses in the surrounding neighborhood.

Another moan of ecstacy sent her legs puledriving into the neighborhood. Sounds of brick and mold falling and crumbling to the ground. A passerby who was stuck in fear fell under her hips and disappeared under her thighs as she expanded over both side of the street. Sophie looked at the destruction around her as her vision tunneled she couldn't take anymore she was gon a pass out if she orgasmed again. Her voice weak and frail as she tried to gold it back the heat building up before she collapsed to the street. Blacking out as her body slammed to the streets Shockwave spilling out across the ground as the ground quaked

...

Sophie winced as she felt the soreness creek over her body. The sound of thunderous rumbling quaked over the landscape. Sophie winced open her eyes as the sun poured in unimpeeded.