#growing diary

So yeah, happy ending? Kinda? Minus my friend’s sulking at the fact that she can’t have her mini God Complex running. At least she’s not back to normal before all this happened, or else she’d really be mad. She gets to keep her tits, which she’s happy for. I’d never hear the end of it if she went back to being as small as she was before.

I leave these giant trails behind me when I walk through the forest to and from my farms, and who knows how many people I’ve crushed under my almost car-sized feet?

I wonder if I can find the witch again, I wouldn’t mind growing some more. I kinda want to be able to crush cars beneath my feet and barely notice them. It kinda hurts now, since my feet are barely larger than they are.

Day 217, and I’m 77 feet and 3 inches tall. It’s been a lazy couple days, just visiting my farms, making sure they’re loyal and working, and eating quite a bit. I dunno, I’ve just lost all motivation to do things. Maybe sleeping more will help. Hope I don’t crush anyone useful while I sleep.

*hic* Day 200 and... fif-teen, I think. I’m beeg, and my tits crushed this bar’s parking lot. The bartender’s so nice, I love him. *crashing noises and a scream* I’m gonna take you with me, lemme just tuck you in here. *screams become muffled* Mmmm, you feel so nice in there, let me play around with y- *a weird, squishy cracking noise* Oh, nevermind. I didn’t like him that much anyway. *hic* Ooh, now em tired. *crashing noises* This is a nice place to sleep

I think I’m gonna go celebrate my size by breaking into a bar and drink it all dry. Maybe treat myself to the appetizers there...

Ooh, in two days I went up 3 feet! I’m almost growing an inch an hour! I just can’t hand- *crashing/crushing noises, not pretty* Oops, got a little too excited and ran into the barn. Gotta go catch the cow that escaped, hope I don’t accidentally kick it. My ankle goes up to like half its height, it’s funny. Anyways, gonna go do that now.

Luckily my tits decided to keep me busy by growing a bit more. They just keep growing to keep up with my size. I was hoping that soon the cage necklace I had would be able to be free, but my cleavage apparently doesn’t want it to escape. At least they haven’t crushed the cage too much yet. I’d be very sad if Evan got crushed.