Disclaimer: you know the drill: this story contains scenes of a sexual nature, and breasts of ever-increasing dimensions. If you’re too young or—for reasons that I’m unable to fathom—don’t like large breasts, then you probably shouldn’t be reading this.
In the 23rd century, Mike is an information science student at the Tokyo Arcology International University, as the old University of Tokyo is now known. Originally from the English country-side, he is an exchange student living in the massive Tokyo Arcology. Arcologies are city-sized megastructures containing all the housing, industrial, food-processing and business facilities needed for their millions of inhabitants, and they have become quite common as the Earth struggles with overpopulation.
Mike met his girlfriend Michelle and her three friends Kimiko, Rose and Maaya at Professor Sayoko Tamura’s class on genetic restructuring, which he had been taking to fill up his extra-curricular credits, and to meet more girls.
The four girls had recently started taking breast augmentation formula, a genetic restructuring agent aimed at enlarging bust size, provided by Kimiko’s rich aunt. The completely flat Kimiko had always wanted larger breasts, and pressured her friends into joining her, much to Mike’s delight.
All was fine until Professor Tamura—who is herself extremely endowed—asked them to take part in testing an experimental rejuvenation formula for the Madihi Fountain of Youth Labs in Casablanca, run by Professor Tamura’s acquaintance Dr Bassir. The formula would provide them with additional strength, stamina, vitality, improved metabolism, heightened senses and increased libido, but at this experimental stage would not actually rejuvenate anyone yet. Although concerned about possible interactions between this formula and the breast augmentation formula, they are ensured there is no risk and all five of them—the girls and Mike—agree.
Everything seemed ordinary until two weeks later, when Michelle suddenly grew a full cup size in a matter of seconds, and Mike—who had unknowingly also ingested some breast augmentation formula by accident—noticed his dick seemed swollen. Though they were assured everything was fine after a medical check-up, Michelle remained worried about what was happening to their bodies.
Later that day, Kimiko’s chest also grew, though much, much larger, witnessed by Mike. Overwhelmed by their lust, Mike and Kimiko had sex. After regaining their senses, the two of them confessed what had happened to Michelle, consumed by guilt.
The same evening, Rose and Maaya were watching a movie. After the movie, the tall Brazilian lesbian Rose unexpectedly made a move on the diminutive Japanese-Chinese girl. Fuelled by their own horny desires and Maaya’s hidden crush on the tall girl, the two of them got it on, only for Maaya to start growing too, and not just her chest. Both Maaya and Rose grow taller, to around two metres fifty and two metres eighty respectively.
The next day, the five of them explained the situation to Professor Tamura. After deciding that the TAIU’s medical facilities aren’t equipped to deal with something like this, she decides to fly all of them over to Madihi Labs in Casablanca, Morocco, Africa.
After arriving in Casablanca—the richest city in the world—they are met by Dr Lina Bassir, the gorgeous daughter of the other Dr Bassir, her father who is in charge of Madihi Labs. She takes them to stay with her at her massive penthouse apartment in the old part of Casablanca, outside the arcology domes.
After a thorough medical check the Doctors Bassir and Professor Tamura assure the five of them that they are in no danger at present, and that they will be taken off the breast augmentation formula while they attempt to sort things out. Behind his daughter’s and the professor’s back, Dr Bassir actually increases the dosage of both formulas for the girls and Mike, eager to understand the growth as it may provide the breakthrough he’s been looking for.
Mike has a midnight encounter with Lina in the bathroom, which results in an erotic dream about himself, Lina and Michelle, the two girls growing to immense proportions while having sex with him. This only deepens Mike’s anxiety about his relationship with Michelle, and he wonders what the future will hold for them.
Although she hadn’t set an alarm, Lina still woke up at her usual time of 7:30. She used her implants to tell the house net to open the curtains, pushed aside the covers, and stretched luxuriously in the warm sunlight that flooded her room.
Although she really hated how her father was apparently excluding her from the work on the problems with the formula, she had to admit it was kind of nice to have a Friday off. Besides, showing her guests around Casablanca would be nice; she hadn’t spent much time with friends recently, and based on last night’s chat on the balcony, she could tell she’d get along great with Mike, Michelle, Rose, Maaya and Kimiko.
She absent-mindedly moved a hand over her dark skin, brushing a sensitive nipple in the process, which stood to attention almost immediately. Perhaps she should wait before starting breakfast a little bit. After all, her guests had been very tired last night, and even if they were awake she was sure they’d appreciate some time to themselves.
As one of the head scientists working on the rejuvenation project, she had seen the full report from yesterday’s examination they’d undergone at the Madihi Labs, and all five of them had reported excessive horniness. It wouldn’t surprise her if Mike and Michelle were having sex right now, which admittedly excited her. Or Rose and Maaya for that matter; she had quickly spotted how the Brazilian and the half-Japanese girl were attracted to each other yesterday, although apparently the rest of their friends hadn’t noticed it yet.
Like her visitors, Lina had also been taking the experimental rejuvenation formula. Technically, it wasn’t a real rejuvenation formula yet. It improved metabolism, strength, stamina, and had other secondary effects, but it couldn’t actually provide eternal youth just yet. However, Lina knew they were close to a breakthrough, and she felt that whatever was happening to the others could provide some important information on how to further develop the formula.
That was however also the source of her worries. She respected her dad, but she also knew that the famous Dr Bassir sometimes forgot he was dealing with people when doing his experiments. She knew there was a chance he’d ignore their well-being if it would help his research, and the fact that he’d been so insistent that she’d take a few days off was not good news. At least Professor Tamura would be there to keep an eye on him, so she wasn’t too concerned yet, but she was determined to return to work tomorrow, regardless of what her dad had said. She didn’t think she could stay away more than a day.
One of the effects of the formula was a slightly increased libido, and while it was nothing like the horniness the others had experienced due to the combined effect of the rejuvenation formula and the breast augmentation formula, Lina was definitely feeling that. She had become all too aware lately of how long ago it was that she last shared this bed with anyone.
She smiled as she remembered the encounter with Mike earlier this morning. It had been a genuine mistake; she always slept nude, and living alone meant she didn’t really pay attention to the door locks. But after what had happened, she vouched to keep “forgetting” to lock the bathroom for as long as her guests were staying here, at least at night. Sure, she’d acted cool—certainly more so than poor petrified Mike—but it had definitely got her blood pumping. She had masturbated herself to sleep afterwards, secretly imagining Mike followed her back to her room and took her right there with that huge—and growing—dick of his.
Of course, she realised that wouldn’t happen, as he had Michelle, and she didn’t want to come between them anyway. And Rose and Maaya had each other, as well. It was just her luck that the only single person in the group was a girl that, as far as she could tell, was entirely straight. Lina herself was bisexual, but although Kimiko had fawned over her dress—everyone always did with that dress—she had not shown any further interest. That left Professor Tamura, but Lina had no idea if she was interested in girls. Besides, if she could have her pick of the girls, it would be Michelle; tall and fair was more her type.
Despite knowing it could never be, she couldn’t help but fantasise about it. She closed her eyes and moved one hand between her legs, while the other stayed at her breasts, squeezing and fondling them. In her mind, Michelle was kissing and stroking her body, while Mike put his huge cock to good use.
Lina kept it a fantasy, even though she’d gotten the full sensory simulation option on her implants a few months back. Although the company that produced them hyped the feature and called it “indistinguishable from real sensation,” Lina had been really disappointed with it. It really only worked with pre-recorded scenarios; if she created one on the fly she found the simulated feelings were like a ghost touch, or the memory of a touch, and a far cry from the real thing. When it came to sexual stimulation, her imagination could do just as well, if not better, than the implants.
When her ministrations brought her over the edge, she bit down on her lower lip to prevent the squeal that desperately wanted to escape her mouth from getting out. The walls of her apartment were thick, but not entirely sound proof. Back when she still shared it, she’d heard the muffled sounds of sex from other rooms often enough; but she had also produced those sounds for her roommates to hear, so she couldn’t complain.
After she finished, she went to take a shower, making sure to wear a towelling robe for the trip to the bathroom and to lock the door; in full daylight, it’d just be awkward if someone walked in. She also used a different bathroom, as her flat had four of them; the one she’d used last night was closest to her room, and the one she normally used; the previous owner had unfortunately turned the master bathroom which should’ve been attached to her room into a huge closet. She’d asked the staff to clean and stock all the bathrooms yesterday before her guests arrived, to minimise how often they’d get in each other’s way.
By the time she was dressed and started ordering the kitchen units to prepare breakfast, the first of her temporary housemates finally emerged. Kimiko walked in to the kitchen, looking a bit dishevelled.
“Good morning, Kimiko,” Lina said, smiling. “Did you sleep well?”
“Alright, I guess,” Kimiko yawned, stretching, an action that stretched the oversized men’s shirt she had been wearing since yesterday dangerously tight over her huge bust, threatening to tear off the buttons. “Whose idea was it that we couldn’t take jetlag pills, again?”
“I’m sure you’ll adjust soon enough.” Lina replied, eying the massive chest.
“Easy for you to say, you didn’t just cross nine time zones.” She walked up to the kitchen counter. “Need any help?”
“Yeah, if you could take the plates and cutlery outside… we’ll have breakfast on the deck.”
“You rich people and your outside,” Kimiko joked. “Nothing wrong with an arcology hallway, I say.”
“Didn’t Mike say he grew up outside an arcology? And he’s not rich.”
“No, but he’s a country bumpkin, that’s what.” She stuck out her tongue.
Lina watched with growing amusement as Kimiko picked up the stack of plates and first tried to hold it in front of and then on either side of her humongous breasts. At least they seemed roughly the same size as yesterday—about the size of overripe watermelons. If they had grown, it wasn’t much, which was good. Lina knew some additional growth would be inevitable, but she was hoping they could keep it within reasonable bounds before a solution was found. Not that further growth wouldn’t be exciting to see, she just knew it wouldn’t be practical.
“Are you alright there?” Lina asked, laughing.
“Wait, wait, I got this,” Kimiko replied, finally settling on holding the stack in front of her face, resting it on the shelf of her breasts. “There, that’ll work, I guess. Professor Tamura is going to have to give me lessons on how to deal with big breasts!”
Kimiko walked outside, and Lina followed carrying two trays with salads and fruit, putting all the items on the large teak table on the balcony. They went back and forth a few times, adding more fruit and various types of bread, as well as cheeses and jams.
“There, a nice Continental/Mediterranean breakfast,” Lina said when they got everything. “I hope that’s okay. If you want rice or waffles or something else, I can get it from the kitchen unit if you want.”
“Nah, this is fine,” Kimiko said, sitting down on a chair, and putting some food from the trays on her plate.
It wasn’t long before they were joined by Michelle and Mike. The way Mike avoided Lina’s gaze told her immediately that he remembered their encounter, but she just smiled innocuously and played innocent. Unless he asked her, she wouldn’t say.
“Good morning. No one else awake yet?” Michelle asked as she sat down.
“The professor’s awake,” Lina said. “I saw her earlier after I took a shower, but I think she was working in her room. I’ll send her a message that we’ve started breakfast.”
“Rose and Maaya are awake too, I think,” Kimiko said, sniggering a little.
“Did you see them?” Michelle asked.
“Not see, no. But there was some… noise from their room as I walked by it.”
Just then, Tamura opened the balcony door and joined them. “Noise from what now?”
“Nothing, Professor,” Kimiko said quickly.
“You were working already, Professor?” Michelle asked, changing the topic.
“Yeah,” she said as she got some food. “My whole schedule’s been thrown in disarray with this unexpected trip, and then there’s the stuff I have to do for Madihi. The sooner we can find out how to fix your problems, the better. Have any of you checked the net this morning?”
“No, why?” Mike asked.
“You’ve gone viral.”
“What?” Michelle blurted, and immediately checked the video feeds in her social stream. “Oh god, it’s true.”
She forwarded the video links to all of them, and together they watched clips of Rose and Maaya’s rather spectacular entrance to the Tokyo Arcology’s transport tubes yesterday, and some close-ups of Kimiko’s large breasts. There were further videos form Haneda Airport and their transfer in Amsterdam. One clip was recorded from the vantage point of someone Kimiko had bumped into, and the comments on the video were full of people proclaiming him the luckiest man alive. Those were some of the nicer comments, as many of the threads devolved into discussions of which of the girls they’d like to fuck most.
“Damn, even I’m mentioned in the comments a few times,” Michelle said. “You’d think nobody would notice me next to those three.”
“I’m mentioned too,” Mike said, scowling. “Mostly they’re asking what I did to deserve being in your presence.”
“Check the title of this video,” Lina said, amused. “Giant Girls in Tokyo: Human or Hoax?”
“So, you’ve seen the videos, I take it,” Rose said as she and Maaya finally joined them, crouching under the door coming out of the apartment. “We’re the top story on just about every social aggregator.”
“Jesus wept,” Mike said, burying his face in his hands. “We’re such idiots. Half the people who saw us yesterday must’ve been recording with their retinal implants.”
“In retrospect, it was rather inevitable,” Tamura agreed.
“I think it’s cool,” Rose said. “We’re famous.”
“Well, you always were an exhibitionist,” Kimiko joked.
Michelle scratched her neck. “Not much we can do about it now, anyway. I guess we’d better keep a low profile while we’re here, so people can’t link us to Madihi. Even more so if we keep growing.”
“Actually, we might want to do the opposite,” Tamura said. “No offense, Lina, but your father tends to get a bit over-excited, and with the huge implications of what’s happening here I’m afraid he’d end up using the lot of you as guinea pigs. But if the world is watching, he can’t do anything overt.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” Lina mused. “I was worried about that too.”
“I don’t get it,” Mike said. “Surely we’re just a mistake he has to fix? Why would he get excited about that?”
“There’s more to it than that,” Lina said. “What’s happening to you could be very important to the project.”
“How so?” Michelle asked.
“Well, you know the basic concept of rejuvenation is quite simple, even if it’s hard to do in practice. Over a lifetime, the body replaces its cells countless times, and each time the cells and DNA deteriorate a little, which is the cause of aging. The idea of rejuvenation is to reverse engineer a person’s DNA back to a younger state, before the flaws occurred, and then use a genetic restructuring retro-virus to revert your cell structure. Your body will then replace its cells with new, younger versions.
“However, that takes a long time. We estimate a full rejuvenation would take maybe eighteen months, and it would be very stressful on your body, not very pleasant. That’s where the formula we’re testing now comes in; it helps the body cope with the transformation. But it’ll still be a long, unpleasant transition.”
“So you’d take this stuff at, say, age sixty, and over the course of a year-and-a-half you’d regress to age twenty, then start aging normally again?” Rose asked.
“Exactly,” Lina replied. “But your bodies have been producing new cells at a phenomenal rate these past few days. Imagine if we could use that; the de-aging process would take weeks, maybe even days, rather than more than a year.”
“And that’s not all,” Tamura interjected. “We’ve never seen a body produce so much tissue at such a high rate before, certainly not healthy tissue. Yet it is perfectly healthy, without any of the replication errors you’d expect for such a high rate of cell reproduction. If we can determine how your bodies are accomplishing that, we may even discover how to avoid the problem of cell aging entirely.”
“And even if none of that works and rejuvenation is a dud, it could still be worth a fortune,” Lina continued. “The breast augmentation you were taking is limited to a few cup sizes; any more and the strain on your body becomes too great. It also takes quite a long time to work. Height augmentation formula is even more limited. However, if Madihi Labs figures out how to make a formula that could give you the figure you’ve always dreamed of in time for tomorrow’s big date, we’d completely crush the competition when it comes to cosmetic genetic augmentation.”
“I can see why you’d be excited,” Maaya said. She’d always known that even if she could’ve afforded height augmentation formula, it would’ve given her ten centimetres at most; certainly not the more than a metre she’d gained now.
“But that is no reason to exploit your situation,” Tamura said. “And we’ll have to make sure Dr Bassir remembers that. Some publicity would help with that.”
“So, we’ll go prancing about Casablanca today?” Rose asked, rubbing her hands. “I’ll make sure to wear something skimpy.”
The plan for the morning was shopping, Lina declared. While Tamura headed to Madihi Labs for work, the remaining six of them took the Rolls Royce back into the arcology. The old car headed underneath the domes, using the road network that crisscrossed underground. The tunnels were indistinguishable from one another, giving you no idea where you were, but since the car drove itself you didn’t really need to know.
While they were driving over, Mike quickly checked ECNN’s news feed, featuring as always Mary O’Shea, Mike’s favourite red-headed busty news anchor. There was some of the usual stuff: rising tensions between the Eurasian Union and China over birth control laws, the USA was announcing tentative plans for mining helium-3 from the atmosphere of Jupiter, and French separatists—a small minority who wanted France to secede from the Eurasian Union, calling themselves the “Frau-revoir” movement—had mounted a protest that got out of hand in Paris. However, despite their overwhelming coverage on the social streams, Mike was somewhat surprised, and perhaps relieved, to find that the “Giant Girls” had not yet caught the attention of the mainstream news feeds.
The car dropped them off at one of the many elevators going up into the arcology dome. After they got out, the car sped away by itself, parking somewhere nearby. It’d return to them when needed, even if they decided to go to the other side of the city using other means.
When they got into the elevator, Mike noted that Rose and Maaya were openly holding hands now that their secret was out. It still amazed him how Lina had figured out the two were together while they, their closest friends, had missed it. He supposed it was understandable, given everything else that was going on.
He also looked at Michelle, but her expression was hard to read. The two of them had at least had sex this morning, which relieved the horniness, for the moment anyway. But as to where they stood in their relationship, it was still hard to figure out. Mike knew he couldn’t expect her to just get over his encounter with Kimiko that quickly, and he would’ve been suspicious if she had, but it was still agony, not knowing how this would turn out.
He did understand how she felt. He remembered very well how, the night they were intimate for the first time, she’d said that she’d made him wait because she wanted to be sure it was the right thing to do. And then, after she’d finally given herself to him, two weeks later he betrayed her by having sex with her best friend. Formula or no, that had to hurt. And now his raging hormones were betraying him still, as he felt aroused at every pretty girl in sight and even had a sex dream about Lina last night—although at least Michelle had co-starred in that one.
He knew all he could do was be patient, attentive, and hope for the best. But knowing that didn’t make it easier. At least he was comforted by the fact that Michelle wanted things to work between them as much as he did. He just had to wait to find out if they could, and it seemed unlikely things would be settled before the whole growing situation was under control.
The elevator took them to a very large department store, in the women’s clothing section. Since Rose, Maaya and Kimiko essentially all had only one set of clothes that fit them, Lina had insisted they’d use her father’s seemingly endless bank account to get some new clothes made for the lot of them. Of course, they couldn’t go too crazy because they would probably still grow some more and hopefully eventually shrink back to more manageable sizes, but Lina had insisted they at least get some practical items.
Kimiko’s need in particular was great, since she was still relegated to wearing the large men’s button down shirt she’d worn on the flight the day before, and if anything it seemed even tighter today, making Mike wonder if perhaps she’d already grown more.
Mike hadn’t been looking forward to the shopping trip, as shopping with his girlfriends had in the past always turned into interminably long days of visiting every single clothing store the girl could think of until Mike was ready to hang himself out of boredom. However, he hadn’t considered the entertainment value of shopping with the world’s biggest girls.
Like in Tokyo, just about everyone dropped what they were doing to stare at the delegation as they came out of the elevator. First out was Lina, wearing simple cut-off jeans and a blue sleeveless top showing quite a bit of cleavage, less elaborate but no less alluring than the smart-silk dress from yesterday. Then came Kimiko, preceded by a considerable amount of breast flesh, barely contained by the straining button down shirt. Mike and Michelle were less spectacular, since while Michelle was a complete knock-out she was at least still within the realm of the possible. Rose and Maaya emerged last, only able to stand up straight once out of the elevator, and their height—combined with Rose’s revealing outfit—ensured that any jaws that had managed to stay closed so far now also hit the floor.
“I’ll bet you some of them are recording now,” Kimiko said, laughing at the scene.
Rose stretched up to her full height, pushing her chest out. “Let them, we’ve got nothing to hide. They can all see what I’ve got and to whom it belongs,” she said, looking at Maaya who blushed in response.
Even more hilarious than the crowd’s reactions was the way the shop assistants nearly had a heart attack when they realised these enormous girls wanted to be measured for clothes. When Lina told them they needed stuff “they could grow into” Mike was sure he saw some of them faint.
Despite the goal of getting more publicity, they did decide on using a private fitting room, since there was such a thing as too much publicity. The store’s scanners quickly measured them, and then began the show. Full-size holograms of the girls appeared, showing various styles of clothes. Despite the fact that they’d decided to only buy a few practical things, they couldn’t resist trying just about every style the store had to offer. Much of what was on sale here was way out of the girls’ usual budget, so they had fun trying various costumes, seeing how they looked.
Mike just sat back and enjoyed the show, making sure to spend most of his time looking at Michelle over the others. A bewildering variety of outfits passed the revue, from expensive formal dresses to daring semi-transparent halter tops. They even tried some bikinis and swimsuits, which was particularly funny for Kimiko as the bikini tops the computer generated for her were invariably big enough to cover her head. Although she ultimately decided against getting any swimwear, she did get some proper bras in an equally ridiculous size.
“At least I can get rid of this damn itching tape,” she said, confirming Mike’s suspicions on how she’d been hiding her nipples.
The last outfit Michelle instructed the computer to display on her hologram was a stunning sparkling green one-piece dress. It had a strap over only one shoulder, and hugged her every curve tightly. Almost the entire back was bare, and although the hem was below the knees it was split at one side giving an enticing view of one thigh. Michelle struck various poses, and the hologram matched her, showing off the dress.
“A good choice, Miss,” the sales lady said. “This is the latest style, and the colour brings out the green of your eyes.”
“It looks good. That’s an awful lot of cleavage though,” Michelle remarked.
“Mike doesn’t seem to mind,” Lina noted, and indeed Mike was pretty much openly drooling over the vision of beauty of his girlfriend in the dress.
“How much is it?” Michelle asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.
“Only eight-hundred C-Dollar at the moment, a real bargain.”
Mike’s implants informed him that was about twelve-hundred Euro-rouble, which was roughly equal to his monthly scholarship. Realising that he’d never see the dress again, he took some images of it with his implants.
“We also have a smart-silk version, which in addition to the material’s innate beauty also has no shoulder strap but instead uses the programmable silk to stay in position,” the sales lady said to Lina, having figured out who was paying for this shopping spree. “It’s a steal at just three-thousand C-Dollar.”
“No, thank you,” Michelle said. “It’s a gorgeous dress, but it’s impractical; not exactly something I could use if I do catch up with the others in growth. Plus, even the regular version is way too expensive.”
“We’ll take it; the non-smart-silk one,” Lina declared. When Michelle looked at her incredulously, she simply shrugged. “Except for your bust, you’re still close to your regular size now, so you can wear it after we reverse the growth. And if it won’t fit, we’ll simply have it adjusted.”
Michelle protested, but Lina insisted, and promised to get everyone else some fancy dresses too after they’d been returned to normal—although not smart-silk. Then, they had Mike fitted for a smart seamless dinner jacket, making sure it went well with Michelle’s dress.
“Well, at least we’ll have something to wear for graduation,” Mike mused when Lina wouldn’t be dissuaded.
“Excellent,” the sales lady said. “We’ll have all of this made to size for you and ready by this afternoon. The cost will be charged to your account as you requested, Miss Bassir.”
With the clothes taken care of, they perused the rest of the department store, though there wasn’t anything in particular they needed to buy. Mike, being an information science major, naturally wanted to spend some time looking at the electronics section, but even though he argued that he’d waited patiently while they were trying dozens of outfits they weren’t going to buy, they didn’t let him spend too much time.
They had lunch in a nearby restaurant which Lina highly recommended, again drawing much attention, after which they went back to Madihi Labs for a tour and their daily check-up. There, they met with Professor Tamura, who sadly reported there had not been much progress yet.
When they finally got back to the apartment, they found the department store had already delivered the clothes. Since Mike and the girls were getting pretty tired again, they quickly had dinner, and not too long after, everyone retired back to their rooms.
Mike sat down on the edge of their bed as Michelle sorted out some of the boxes from the store. She opened one, and looked at the green dress.
“Why did she buy this for me?” Michelle wondered. “I’m going to feel guilty about that for the rest of my life.”
“It was her father’s money she was spending,” Mike said. “And he’s the reason we’re in this mess, so no reason to feel guilty about that. Besides that, it really is a gorgeous dress.”
“That’s true,” Michelle conceded. “And I appreciate how you were trying to keep your eyes on me and my hologram during the fashion show, but you needn’t have. I can hardly blame you from looking when the four of us are so blatantly strutting our stuff.”
“I know, you said that before,” Mike said. “But I figured some extra loyalty wouldn’t hurt right now.”
Michelle put the dress back in the box, came over to the bed, and kissed Mike on the forehead. “Thanks, you’re sweet.” She let herself fall back on the bed.
“Everybody’s going to be so jealous of us when we get back,” Mike said. “All five of us will have these fancy clothes to show off; I don’t know any other students who have anything like it.”
“I won’t be able to wear it for a while, though. I’ll likely grow more, and that dress is designed to be tight at my current size.”
Mike raised an eyebrow. “You don’t sound too concerned about that.”
She sighed. “I don’t know. I’m still worried, but everyone keeps telling us we’re going to be fine so often I’m almost starting to believe it.”
“Lina and the professor wouldn’t lie to us,” Mike assured her. “If they think it’ll be okay, I believe them.”
“At least now we know that we’re going to grow more, it won’t be like last time. And we have daily check-ups, and monitor programs in our bio-chips… it does help me relax a bit.”
“Good,” Mike said. He got on the bed on all fours, crawling over his girlfriend. “Just don’t get too relaxed yet, I’d like to stay awake a little bit longer.” He bent down to kiss her, one hand stroking her hair. He was briefly afraid she would say she was too tired, but he was relieved when she kissed him back passionately, and moved a hand to his crotch.
The next morning, when Lina went to the kitchen to get breakfast, she found Mike, Michelle and Kimiko already there. Each of them was pouring their own blend of formula into a glass.
Michelle pulled a face when she downed hers. “Damn that’s bitter… I hate that I can’t mix this with orange juice anymore.”
“I’m afraid taste wasn’t high on the list when we were developing this stuff,” Lina shrugged apologetically. “Is that the new batch?”
Kimiko looked at the bottles of formula on the counter. “Yeah. Can you explain why we’re supposed to take this stuff three times per day now? Once was bad enough with that taste.”
“My father thought that spreading the dosage more evenly across the day would lead to more predictable results,” Lina said. “I’m not sure why to be honest. It shouldn’t make any difference.”
“Indeed it shouldn’t,” came the voice of Sayoko Tamura. They all watched as she walked into the kitchen, her huge breasts swaying under a loose white t-shirt. Lina couldn’t help but notice that she was braless; it still amazed her just how vast the professor’s chest was without the help of any genetic augmentation.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if your father was trying to increase the dosage without telling us,” she continued. “The man wants results sooner than later no matter what the cost, it seems.”
“So we could grow even more!?” Kimiko said, astonished.
Lina thought she could detect a hint of excitement in the formerly flat-chested Japanese girl’s voice. She looked her over: the specially-made bra and overlarge top they had bought just the day before were straining under the force of her bulging boobs, though fortunately they seemed to be the same size as yesterday. If it hadn’t been for the strengthening effect of the rejuvenation formula, there’s no way Kimiko would’ve been able to stand up straight carrying those, especially since her height hadn’t increased much at all, unlike the others.
“Don’t tell me you want to grow more?” She asked, raining an eyebrow. “You’re already approaching beach ball size.”
“Hey, I’ve had no boobs whatsoever my entire life!” Kimiko said. “You say it’s safe, and that you’ll be able to reverse it, right? I think it would be fun to see what life is like with truly huge boobs for a while.” She thrust out her chest, an action that caused the seams on her t-shirt to make loud protesting noises. “Oops,” she said, sticking out her tongue.
“And those aren’t truly huge yet?” Michelle asked incredulously.
Kimiko’s reply was lost as everyone looked at the door as Maaya and Rose came in, kissing. Lina estimated they had grown a little bit since the day before, mostly in height, but the difference was almost unnoticeably small. And Michelle was still exactly the same size as yesterday as far as she could tell, and had in fact grown by far the least overall. She wondered what the difference was between them, and vowed to look into that further when she returned to work today.
“Did any of you check the social streams?” Rose asked as she and Maaya finally detached. Lina found she had a hard time looking at the massive girl’s face, as her tits were in the way. The ridiculously short top she was wearing was obviously chosen to exploit the fact that her tits were above most people’s eye level, showing a good amount of under-boob, adding to the distraction.
“Yeah, we’re still number one!” Kimiko said gleefully. “I’ve never been famous before.”
“You mean, besides the time when you nearly were an Olympic swimmer?” Mike asked, laughing.
“That doesn’t count. I didn’t actually make the team; only swimming enthusiasts would remember that.”
“Yeah, all three of them,” Michelle teased. Kimiko stuck her tongue out in reply.
“What confuses me,” Mike said, “is that the mainstream media still hasn’t picked this up. There’s multiple videos from Japan, Amsterdam Airport, and yesterday’s shopping spree, all going viral beyond anything I’ve seen before, and not a word on the legit news streams. They’re not even trying to debunk it.”
“I expect my father is behind that,” Lina said sourly. “He’s using his influence with the Conglomerate to make them pressure the media to keep this quiet, I’ll bet. He doesn’t want anyone linking you to his precious project.”
“Damn,” Michelle sighed. “And we wanted that connection to be made, so your dad would be forced to be more careful. Precisely so he couldn’t just do stuff like increase our dosage, if that is what he’s doing.”
“Nothing we can do about it though…” Mike said.
Suddenly, Professor Tamura grinned broadly. “Maybe we can! It’s time I call an old friend.”
Professor Tamura refused to tell them what she had meant, insisting that it would be a nice surprise for them. She said that they’d find out after lunch, but as they came back from the Italian restaurant where they’d eaten, that had nearly been forgotten.
“Okay, new plan!” Kimiko exclaimed. “Let’s not go outside anymore until we’re back to normal.”
The girl was untying the table cloth she’d wrapped around her body, and let it slip to the floor, revealing her entire bare, enormous chest. She may have had her back to them, but it hardly mattered; the swell of those huge orbs was easily visible on either side of her. Mike pointedly looked away as the gigantic breasts swayed from side to side as she walked, while Rose was staring shamelessly.
Maaya, seeing Rose’s gaze, whispered in her ear. “Do you want me to be that big?” She asked, pouting.
Rose actually blushed as she imagined her new lover with breasts that size. “It would look hot, sure… but I’d prefer it if you also grow taller with it.”
Now it was Maaya’s turn to turn crimson as she imagined herself towering over Rose, with breasts so big she couldn’t even wrap her arms around them. Almost unconsciously her hand moved towards her crotch as she grew more aroused by the thought.
Mike, who was walking behind them and overheard the exchange, was trying very hard not to react to it. He was still trying to get back in Michelle’s good graces, and he was determined not to get a boner over the mental image Rose and Maaya just conjured up. What had happened with Kimiko in the restaurant was bad enough.
The five of them had been out to dinner by themselves, as Lina and Professor Tamura were both working with the team at Madihi Labs to try to find a solution. It would’ve been eventful as it was; Rose and Maaya were barely able to squeeze themselves into the booth, and Kimiko had been forced to wedge her ample chest between the table and herself.
Half-way through the dinner, disaster had struck; Kimiko had a minor growth episode. Well, it was minor compared to how much she had grown in the pool, Mike thought, but it still took her from oversized watermelons to beach balls. Her tits had bulged out obscenely through the top of the shirt as they grew, while the already weakened seams finally gave up and tore at the arms, all while Kimiko was moaning loudly and squirming, rubbing her thighs together because of the immense pleasure of the experience.
All of that wouldn’t even have been so bad, maybe, if it weren’t for the fact that the booth’s table was bolted to the floor, and Kimiko was now, in fact, stuck.
Mike had been unable to hide his bulge as he watched Kimiko struggle, trapped by her own monstrous tits, with mini-giantess Rose trying to help, which involved a lot of fondling of said tits. Eventually, Rose managed to push Kimiko’s bust down sufficiently so she could wriggle free. Unfortunately—or if you asked most of the male clientele in the restaurant, fortunately—Kimiko hadn’t realised how much her top and bra had weakened from the struggle, or that Rose was actually holding both of them as she pushed on Kimiko’s tits.
As Kimiko pulled herself out of the space between the table and bench, with a loud rending sound both bra and top had torn off completely, revealing her massive assets to the world as they jiggled from her movements. She stood there, dazed, and started to grope an oversized nipple with one hand while the other was slipping into her pants. Overwhelmed by the pleasure of the growth, she seemed completely oblivious to what she was doing, until Michelle yelled her name.
Coming to her senses, she tried to cover herself with the table cloth, but before she had managed to do so, dozens of new retinal implant recordings had been uploaded and gone viral. Kimiko’s naked, beach ball sized tits were there for the entire world to see as she groped them, her face in ecstasy.
As Kimiko came back from her room wearing a new shirt—one of the ones they had bought to “grow into” the day before—but no bra, she sighed deeply. “Well, I did say I wanted to be famous.”
“You’ve certainly succeeded at that,” Rose laughed.
Mike couldn’t help but notice how Kimiko was still softly stroking her massive breasts; he knew how horny the growth had made them previously, and Kimiko’s actions made it clear that this time was no exception. Kimiko was the only one of them who didn’t have anyone to help her deal with that. She couldn’t even take care of herself just then, because Professor Tamura was supposed to meet them immediately after lunch to introduce them to the mysterious friend she was supposed to have called.
Just as Mike thought that, the door chime rang. When Michelle opened the door, Professor Tamura came rushing in, her substantial chest shimmying underneath her blouse as she came through the door. She immediately walked up to Kimiko.
“Are you alright?” She asked, sounding concerned. “I heard what happened in the restaurant. Oh my god… you must be horrified. How are you feeling?”
“It’s okay, Professor,” Kimiko responded, though a bit shakily. “I’ll likely never be able to show my face in public again, but otherwise I’m fine.”
“And physically?” The professor asked. “Any discomfort? Pain?” Her hands began probing the soft expanse of Kimiko’s newly grown tit flesh. Maybe it was Mike’s imagination, but Tamura seemed a bit more than professionally interested in them.
“Not really,” Kimiko squirmed under the Professor’s touch. “Rather the opposite… Professor!” She moaned that last part as Tamura’s hands brushed over her nipples through the shirt.
Tamura quickly withdrew her hands. “Sorry,” she said matter-of-factly. “Well, I can’t feel anything weird under there, and the monitor programs we installed in your bio-chip don’t show anything to be concerned about either. I think it should be safe enough to wait with your full physical check-up until after the interview.”
“Interview?” Michelle interjected. “Is this the surprise you were talking about?”
“Excuse me! Coming through!” They were interrupted as a guy’s voice came from the corridor. He was emerging from the elevator dragging a cart with several cases of equipment behind him. He was probably about Mike’s age, a bit shorter, with very curly short brown hair.
He steered the cart through the open door into Lina’s apartment. “Watch out, please! Heavy equipment coming…” his Irish-accented voice seemed lost in his throat as he turned the corner and came face to face with the girls.
His eyes went from the still relatively normal sized—a bit more than two metres tall with breasts just under volleyball size—but perfect figure of Michelle, to the immensely tall and huge breasted Maaya, the even taller Rose with her bare midriff and wide hips, and finally came to rest on Kimiko, her insanely huge tits heaving under her shirt as she breathed, her nipples poking through, hard from Tamura’s touch. It took a lot of effort for Mike, observing the guy’s face as he looked at the four girls, not to laugh at his reaction.
Kimiko had also noticed the newcomer’s interest. “What’s wrong?” She asked playfully, thrusting her chest out. The action lifted her shirt up above the underside of her boobs, revealing some smooth skin. “Have you never seen a growing girl before?” She smiled slyly as her hands roamed over the sides of her expansive chest.
“I… uh… I mean…” the guy stammered as his face turned white, all of the blood in his body evidently needed elsewhere. Mike couldn’t help it; he started sniggering. The guy looked like he was about to faint!
“Dylan!” Professor Tamura called sternly, addressing the guy. “We need that equipment set up. Can you take it through to the living room now?”
Dylan, as that was apparently his name, looked at Professor Tamura, mortified. “Yes… yes, of course!” He stammered. He resumed walking, pulling the cart behind him, tripping over his feet while futilely trying to hide the bulge in his trousers. He ran out into the living room as fast as the heavy cart would allow him, though he couldn’t help but sneak another glance at Kimiko before he went through the door.
When Dylan was out of sight, all of them started laughing. “Kimiko, you’re impossible!” Michelle laughed. “I thought you were going to give him a heart attack!”
“Hey, if you got it, flaunt it, right?” Kimiko said, grinning widely. “And I’ve never had anything to flaunt before!”
“And here I thought I was the exhibitionist,” Rose said.
“I was just teasing,” Kimiko said, sticking her tongue out.
“I’m surprised you still enjoy the attention after what just happened,” the professor commented.
“Hey, if you think getting my giant chest exposed to the whole world is going to keep me down, then you! Do not! Know! Kimiko! Nakamura!” She shouted, punching her fists in the air.
Mike said nothing; between the laughter and Kimiko’s exuberant movements, five very large pairs of breasts were jiggling an awful lot right now, Michelle’s perfect pair quite close to his face with her added height. He could feel his overlarge dick begin to demand attention, something which he knew they probably wouldn’t have time for until tonight.
“So, Professor?” Michelle asked as they managed to stop laughing. “This Dylan, is he your friend?”
Tamura shook her head. “No, he just works with her.” She gestured towards the still open door to the hallway. “This is my friend. May I introduce you to Mary O’Shea.”
Mike turned around faster than he knew he was capable off. Between Dylan’s antics and his own arousal, he had completely failed to notice the woman who’d presumably been standing in the doorframe the whole time. It was unmistakably the ECNN news anchor Mike watched every day, from the fiery red hair, the freckles, the smooth bronzed skin, to of course her ample assets. With her easily G-cup breasts—almost as large as Tamura’s—she was the smallest in the room right now since Lina wasn’t there, but that didn’t make them any less impressive to finally see in person.
“Mary O’Shea?” Mike asked, incredulously. “I’m a huge fan…”
“Of your chest!” Kimiko finished for him, grinning.
Mike turned even redder than Mary’s hair. “No! I mean… I love your show; I watch it every day.”
Mary simply smiled broadly. “You must be Mike. It’s a pleasure to meet you! I’m always happy to meet a fan.”
“We’ve all seen your show, Miss O’Shea,” Michelle said, trying to save Mike from further embarrassment. “It’s very good; it’s pretty hard to find a good, unbiased news feed nowadays.”
“Thank you… Michelle, is it? And call me Mary,” she replied warmly. “And as for these…” she squeezed her arms together, making her already substantial cleavage bulge up even further. She was wearing a light blue open front top, with a V-split that went down all the way to just below her bellybutton. Her lacy purple bra was revealed in between the sheer pieces of fabric, along with an awful lot of breast. It was a far more revealing outfit than Mike had ever seen her wear on the show. “With everybody using their social stream for news nowadays, us traditional anchors need a way to stand out. And this is mine; I’m not ashamed to admit it.”
Rose nodded appreciatively. “And stand out they do.”
“Not in this room, they don’t,” she smiled, gesturing at the various extremely oversized breasts on display.
“Miss O’… Mary,” Michelle said. “You’re here to interview us?”
“Indeed,” Tamura interjected. “I’ve known Mary for a long time; she interviewed me when I got my Nobel Prize, and we connected over certain… things we have in common. I asked her to come here to see if we can get around the media blackout Dr Bassir and the Conglomerate are enforcing.”
Mike could think of some things the professor and Mary had in common. He was looking at them right now.
“I had to do it, of course.” Mary said. “My bosses are going to hate me for it, because ECNN will probably be out of grace with the North African Conglomerate for a while, but how can I resist a chance to interview the ‘Giant Girls from Tokyo?’”
“And Mr Conrad,” Tamura added.
“Yes, and Mike too, of course,” Mary continued. “It’s the story right now. No one is talking about anything else, and none of my competitors are able to say anything about it. I’m looking at viewer saturation here! The whole world will access it!”
“We’re going to do the interview live,” Tamura said. “I know the five of you haven’t exactly had media training, or time to prepare, but if we record it for broadcast later the odds of someone finding out about it and blocking its release are too great. If we send this out live straight from Mary’s social account as well as the official ECNN feed, there will be a billion copies floating about. Once it’s out, it’ll stay out.”
“A live interview?” Maaya asked, sounding uncertain. “I’m not sure…”
“Don’t worry,” Mary said with a warm smile. “We’re not going to do anything to make you uncomfortable. This isn’t a hard-hitting interview, we just want your stories to go out, and for people to know that this is linked to Dr Bassir’s work. You can say as much or as little as you like, and we’ll go over what we want to talk about beforehand.”
True to her word, Mary spent the next hour or so going over the various aspects of the story she wanted to cover, and making sure everyone was on the same page regarding what they were comfortable talking about. The last thing she wanted to do was ask a question during a live broadcast that any of them wasn’t ready for, or wouldn’t want to discuss in front of an audience. Mary was careful to make sure she knew how far each of them was willing to go; Maaya, for example, wouldn’t feel at ease discussing the pleasure they felt during the growth, while Kimiko and Rose would be fine when asked that question.
When they had finished the preparation, Mary excused herself to get ready; she had to make sure her attire was up to ECNN’s standards, which it currently wasn’t. She also wanted to give everyone a break before the actual interview.
Mike and Michelle retired to their room, and so did Rose and Maaya—probably for the same reason. Tamura went to her own room to work some more in the meantime; although she wouldn’t be part of the interview, she’d still be observing it.
That just left Kimiko by herself. She felt restless, and was more bothered by what had happened in the restaurant than she’d let on. Not the fact that she was even more absurdly big than before; that didn’t bother her at all. Or the fact that anyone with net access could see her topless; she might not be quite as open as Rose, but she had never been shy, and she enjoyed the attention.
No, what bothered her was actually that those things didn’t bother her. She wanted to grow. She wanted people to see her grow. She had been obsessed with tits ever since puberty had failed to provide them for her; now she got them, and she wanted more. She already had the biggest chest in the world, by far, and it still wasn’t enough. Growing in the restaurant had excited her beyond anything, and she wanted to feel like that again.
Was she really like that? Someone who just cared about how others thought she looked? Someone who’d modify her body to such extremes, just to feel confident? Everyone had always told her she looked fine even when she was still flat chested, and she couldn’t deny she’d known she was attractive, but she just hadn’t felt attractive. Certainly she had never felt as desired as, for example, just now when that Dylan guy was staring at her tits.
Thinking about Dylan made her remember just how turned on she was. Somehow, the idea of going to her room to masturbate just didn’t appeal to her, though. There had been too much masturbation already. It was the only way she could relieve her urges, and every time she did it she couldn’t help but remember how good Mike’s cock had felt inside her, how good his hands had felt on her sensitive, growing chest. Remembering that always made her feel extremely guilty, which was the last thing she wanted to feel while pleasuring herself. So no, she didn’t want to masturbate right now, regardless of how horny the growth episode had left her.
Kimiko left her room after putting a bra on for the sake of looking decent during the interview. Another “grow into” clothing item from yesterday’s shopping trip, and it barely fit. Custom-made to fit her abnormal assets, using more fabric than most entire outfits, and already she was too big for it. It felt so nice and snug around her huge mountains… she loved feeling like her clothes were too small, like she was about to grow out of them… No! She thought to herself. She didn’t want to make her arousal even worse, just before the interview.
She returned to the living room, where Dylan was just finishing setting up the equipment he’d brought in. He’d been working on it the entire time while they’d been preparing for the interview with Mary, though Kimiko expected it didn’t normally take him this long, considering the distractions on display, as he’d kept stealing glances at them. Actually, come to think of it, he’d been stealing glances at her, specifically. Not once had she caught him looking at any of the others. Now there’s a guy who likes tits over all else, she thought. Not even Rose the giantess could tempt him.
He was lying flat on his back, his head hidden underneath a control console that he was hooking up. Kimiko couldn’t help inspecting his physique; he was actually pretty good looking.
She kneeled down next to where he was working. “How’s it going?” She asked brightly.
“Hold on…” came the reply. He seemed very focused. “Just finishing up the last connections… There!” He slid out from under the table, only to find his view eclipsed entirely by the boobs hovering above him. “Holy shit!” He shouted. He tried to pull back in shock, causing him to hit his head against the table. That caused him to sit up reflexively, causing him to hit his head again… but this time face first, against something much, much softer.
“Hi there,” Kimiko grinned as she moved back to give the poor guy some space to sit up while her breasts wobbled from the impact. She almost regretted that she put her bra on; her shirt didn’t do a good job of covering the underside of her bust, so if she hadn’t been wearing a bra, Dylan would’ve gotten a much better view from that vantage point.
“Oh… um… hi,” he said sheepishly, blushing. Amazingly, he managed to look up her face. “You’re so sexy… No, that’s not…! I mean, I’m Dylan! I mean, you are sexy, but… goddamnit!” He shouted, frustrated.
Cute, shy and adorably awkward, Kimiko thought. This could be fun!
“I’m Kimiko,” she said, extending a hand. “Don’t worry, I don’t bite. And thanks, you’re not so bad yourself.” He looked even more uncomfortable as he took her hand almost reverently. She gestured at the stuff behind him. “That’s a lot of equipment for a simple interview.”
“Oh,” he said, glad of the chance to talk about something where he was less likely to make a fool of himself. “It’s state-of-the-art holo-recording and projection equipment. We’re recording this in the highest definition possible; after this interview, no one will be able to claim you’re a hoax.”
“Makes sense,” Kimiko said. “But why also a projector?”
“Simple, Mary didn’t want Dr Bassir to know we were filming this at his daughter’s flat, so we’ll be projecting a fake background. We could also just edit the footage live, but using a projector will look better. Mary’s going all out for this interview, she knows how many people will watch it.”
“Probably a lot, yeah. About as many as the people watching my naked tits from this afternoon,” Kimiko said matter-of-factly, and she noticed Dylan couldn’t keep her gaze as he blushed even deeper; she knew it, he’d seen the footage. “Also, you can let go now,” she said, grinning. He was still holding her hand.
Dylan quickly let go and pulled his arm back. “Oh my god, I’m such a fool! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… it’s just, you’re Kimiko Nakamura! And you’re so… you know!”
Kimiko looked at him, puzzled. “What do you mean? Who else would I be?”
“No!” He said, looking almost panicked. “I just mean, I recognised you.”
“From the viral videos, yeah. Of course you did, but…”
“That’s not… I recognised you from the Olympic trials!” He blurted out, seemingly relieved he finally managed to say what he meant without messing up.
Kimiko was shocked. “From the Olympic trials!? That was four years ago! And, I didn’t even get selected! I haven’t done any professional swimming since then!”
“I know, but… I remember you! I’ve always followed swimming, I wanted to be a swimmer myself way back; I never was that athletic, though. And I worked for one of the sports correspondents at ECNN back then, before I was Mary’s assistant. And we covered the Japanese Olympic trials because it was such a fierce competition that year, and… you were there, and so cute, and sexy, and lively, and you always seemed so nice in your interviews, and… I mean, who wouldn’t remember you!” Dylan barely looked at her as he rambled on, seemingly embarrassed by what he was telling her.
“Most people had no problem forgetting,” Kimiko said, a little bit bitter; no one had paid her any attention after she failed to make the team, and that was part of the reason why she had decided to quit. “Wait, you thought I was sexy? But I wasn’t nearly as… I mean, I was completely flat. And you saw me in my swimsuit, no padding whatsoever!”
“That doesn’t matter,” Dylan shrugged, still too embarrassed to look at her. “Your face… and your legs… your figure…” He seemed to struggle to find words that wouldn’t embarrass him even more. “And you seemed so awesome whenever I watched your interviews. You’re so open, and outgoing, and nice, and… I don’t know any girls like that. I had such a crush on you.”
“Wow…” Kimiko said, exhaling. “Nobody has ever said anything like that about me before.” Here she’d thought he was just tit-obsessed, that he’d been singling her out because her chest was the biggest. And all that time it was actually because he liked her, not her tits.
“I can’t believe that… you’re so amazing,” he said, quietly. “I wanted to meet you so bad while we were there, but… I never got the chance. I never stopped thinking about you. I was this close to getting your contact info from ECNN’s internal net, but I didn’t have the courage…”
“Be glad you didn’t, you could’ve gotten into a lot of trouble for accessing private information!” Kimiko laughed. “You were really that into me? Even without these?” She asked, lifting her enormous tits up towards Dylan’s face. He stared at them, mesmerised.
“Yes, of course! You’re amazing, and… and you were already hot,” he stammered, seemingly surprised he was saying this. “Not that they don’t make you even hotter,” he added, almost whispering, “but you never needed them.”
“Well that’s just great!” Kimiko said sarcastically, throwing her hands up. “I finally got tits, and now I meet the one guy who would’ve liked me even without them. If I’d met you sooner, maybe none of this would’ve happened, and I wouldn’t be putting my friends through this! Thanks, life!”
“I’m not sorry it happened,” Dylan said softly. “It meant I finally got to meet you.” He then looked straight at her, seemingly trying to gather his resolve. “Do… do you think maybe we could hang out later? I mean, after all this is over?”
“A date?” Kimiko asked, brightly. He was very cute… and he really liked her and her tits! “That sounds great! But, I don’t know yet if I’ll still have these after this is over. What if they revert me to how I was before?” She really didn’t want to think about it; she hoped she could at least get normal, big tits after this was over; she knew this size wouldn’t be practical even though she’d miss being so huge, but she definitely never wanted to be flat again.
“It doesn’t matter,” Dylan said resolutely. “I’d love to go on a date with you, no matter what size you end up being.”
“Really, now?” She said slyly. “Any size? What if they can’t reverse it, and I end up even bigger?”
Dylan’s reddening face was all the answer she needed; he was just as big of a tit-freak as she’d hoped. This, she decided, was going to be awesome.
Kimiko and Dylan were still talking when the others returned to the living room about fifteen minutes later. Mike saw the two of them as he and Michelle came in, and he couldn’t help but notice the body language between the two of them.
“They seem to be hitting it off,” Mike whispered to Michelle.
“It seems so,” Michelle whispered back. “She really deserves a nice guy. He’d better treat her right, not just like a pair of boobs on legs.”
“He’s looking her in the face while she’s talking; that’s a good sign.” Then, he added: “You really care about her, don’t you?”
“She’s my best friend,” Michelle said simply.
“Even after… you know?”
“Yes, it wasn’t her fault. I can’t hold a grudge for what she did while blinded by formula-induced horniness.”
“So does that mean…”
“No, you’re still on thin ice,” Michelle said, only half-joking. “You’re getting there, but it’ll take a bit longer.”
Mike hung his head. From the afterglow of their awesome sex, right back down to feeling bad about himself. He really wished this rollercoaster ride would be over soon, though he knew he had no one to blame but himself.
At least they were still having sex. Mike didn’t think he could’ve survived without her, with all the added urges on top of normal male hormones. Not to mention, the sex was the most amazing he’d ever had in his life. Michelle might have “only” volleyball sized boobs, the smallest out of their group, but god were they perfect. Perky, soft, full, with beautiful pink nipples. Combined with the rest of her figure, she was the ultimate bombshell. On top of that, she knew how to use what she had; the way she’d wrapped those soft globes around his large shaft… it had felt incredible.
As for his dick, he was glad he hadn’t grown much more, still under thirty centimetres. Not that he didn’t like having a huge dick; the fact was simply that even at his current size, it was almost uncomfortable for Michelle, and he already didn’t fit anywhere close to all the way in. He actually found himself hoping Michelle would grow taller like Rose and Maaya, just so his dick could fit properly. He could only imagine what it would feel like to fully bury his huge tool inside her pussy, much like he had in his dream. Not to mention, the thought of Michelle as a giantess was enough to make him chubby again, even though they had just had sex.
“Is everyone ready?” Mary called. She was now wearing the standard white blouse she usually wore when she presented the news. No open buttons, either; Mike guessed she must’ve decided there was no point in trying to show anything off given her present company.
They all acknowledged, and Mary positioned them on the sofa. First Kimiko, Mike and Michelle and then Maaya and Rose. It took some effort to set up the recording so everyone would be properly visible, but Mary clearly knew what she was doing. She herself sat on a chair to the side of the sofa.
Mary signalled Dylan, who gave the thumbs up and switched on the projector. Lina’s living room transformed into a standard talk show set, with no trace of the original apartment visible from the views the recording would allow the audience to have.
“Okay, looks like we’re good to go,” Mary said, verifying their connection with the broadcast servers. “Are you all good?” She asked them.
They all nodded. “I think so,” Maaya said, a bit nervous. “Ready as I’ll ever be, I guess.”
They looked over at Tamura, who was sitting with Dylan behind the control consoles. She smiled at them encouragingly. “You’ve got this,” she said. “Just do like we discussed, and you’ll be fine.”
“Okay, here we go,” said Dylan, putting up his hand. “We’re live in five, four…” he finished counting silently by putting his fingers down. Before they’d really registered what was happening, Mary had begun to talk.
“Hi, this is Mary O’Shea for ECNN with a special report. You’ve all heard about it, and you’ve probably all seen them. Implant recordings from numerous people have been making the rounds on the net the last few days, showing four abnormally sized girls first in Tokyo, then Amsterdam Airport, and finally Casablanca. You’ve all wondered if they were real, or just an elaborate hoax.
“I’m here to tell you, this is no hoax. Here with me today are Mike Conrad, Michelle Meyer, Kimiko Nakamura, Maaya Chung and Rose Silva. They took part in an experiment for Madihi Labs they were promised was safe, but which ended up changing their life completely.
“Michelle, why don’t we start with you. You were the first to be approached to take part in this program by your teacher at the Tokyo Arcology International University, Nobel Prize winner Professor Doctor Sayoko Tamura.”
“Yes, Mary, that’s correct,” Michelle said, “and thank you for letting us share this with you…”
Rose listened as Michelle began to explain how Tamura had approached them, about the experimental rejuvenation formula and the effects it was supposed to have. She told them about the breast augmentation formula they had already been taking, and how they were told it was safe to mix them. And finally, how she had experienced the first growth surge two weeks in.
Mary moved on, talking to Kimiko about her much more noticeable growth—leaving out the actual circumstances, which Mary didn’t know about—and the pleasure that went along with it, and then to Rose and Maaya about their own unique transformations and how it had affected them. Maaya was very shy and stammered a lot, but Rose did her best to support her, filling in whenever needed. Mary asked them both to stand up, showing off their height. Then she stood beside them, comparing herself to them; Mary was about one metre seventy-five, not short for a girl, but she still only barely came up to Maaya’s chest, and Rose’s midriff. Rose could clearly see how much Maaya enjoyed being tall, how she enjoyed towering over people for the first time in her life, no longer the tiny one.
She still couldn’t believe she and Maaya had gotten together, but by now it was hard to imagine why it hadn’t happened sooner. She couldn’t believe how wonderful Maaya was, it was by far the best thing to come out of all of this. And to see how much the formerly diminutive girl enjoyed growing, and being tall, it was the hottest thing ever. It made her want to grow more too, just so she could share the feeling with her new lover.
Then, they sat back down and Mary moved on to Mike about his involvement, and he explained about how he’d accidentally ingested the breast growth formula and its interaction with the rejuvenation formula, and his own growth as a result. Rose wasn’t very interested, since male genitals didn’t hold any attraction to her. She only half-listened, instead letting her mind wander to Maaya’s beautiful, big breasts. She’d always loved big tits, blessed with a considerable pair herself, but her lovers had never been very well endowed, until now. Maaya’s basketball sized tits were still slightly smaller than her own, but so much fun to play with and suck on. Oh, what it would be like if they were at eye-level for her… or if she had to look up to them!
She wanted Maaya to be the taller one, to finally experience sex that way around. But, she also wanted to grow taller herself. Show off her hourglass figure to the world as she got bigger and bigger… she loved getting longing stares from sexy girls, and showing guys what they could never have. She wanted everyone to know that this body belonged to Maaya now, so they could be appropriately jealous of her. She wanted both. Maaya would just have to grow faster than her, she decided. She began to squirm, getting very aroused again by the longing she felt.
“So as you can imagine,” Mike finished. “It’s been very strange. I’ve known these girls for a while, and it’s weird to think they’re now getting so much attention by people who don’t know them and have no idea what they’re like.”
“Indeed,” Mary nodded thoughtfully. “Kimiko, you experienced that attention first-hand earlier today, when you experienced another sudden burst of growth.” Kimiko had hesitated about discussing that during the interview, but eventually she’d decided that not mentioning it would only draw more attention to it, allowing people to speculate further.
“Yeah, you could say that,” she said. “I was a professional athlete before; I’m used to some attention, but I’ve never had such a big spotlight before.”
“It also showed the world first-hand what you’ve just been describing: the pleasurable feeling that seems to result from the growth.”
“That’s putting it mildly,” Rose interjected. “It’s nothing short of the most amazing, erotic feeling you could imagine. Like your whole body is having an orgasm.” She was beginning to feel tingly all over, and her pussy felt wet. God, but growing felt good. Her growing, Maaya growing… she wanted it so bad.
“Yes, that seems about right,” Kimiko laughed. “I was a bit distracted from it because I got myself stuck at the table; just one word of advice to the ladies out there, don’t wedge your boobs in between a bench and a table if they might grow bigger.”
Mary laughed at that. “Wise words, though not very applicable to most people, I would expect. So, the feeling you had explains why you seemed oblivious after Miss Silva helped free you from your predicament?"
Maaya blushed a little. “That’s right. I barely even registered I was in public anymore, I just wanted to act on how good it felt.”
Rose remembered all too well. She remembered groping Kimiko’s tits as they grew bigger. She had enjoyed that a bit too much, perhaps. She’d definitely enjoyed the view when she accidentally tore Kimiko’s top. God those tits were hot. She should have tits that size, it would look way better on her tall body. No, Maaya should have tits like that. Maaya’s tits growing while she fondled them, that’s what she wanted. Maaya and her growing together.
“That must’ve been embarrassing,” Mary said.
“At the time I didn’t think so,” Kimiko chuckled. “I was too far gone to care. But yeah, it was quite embarrassing when I regained my senses!”
Rose didn’t think it would be embarrassing. She probably would’ve loved the attention. Feeling so good, while people looked on jealously. Damn, she thought, she was always a bit of an exhibitionist, but never like this. Did she really want to be naked in public, showing everyone her growing body? It must be the arousal talking, she decided. God she was turned on… she couldn’t help it, thinking about growing was turning her on way too much. She wished she could grow again with Maaya tonight. Why should Kimiko be the lucky one, the only one to grow more? Hell, she wished she could grow right now. It didn’t really matter where she was anymore, she wanted to feel like that again. “Oh my god, it should’ve been me!” She groaned. Wait, did she say that out loud?
The others all looked at her, alarmed. Rose appeared flushed, and was sweating a little.
“Rose, are you okay,” Maaya said, sounding concerned. “What’s going… oh my god!”
They heard a tearing sound from Rose’s jeans, then another from her already tight tank-top. She doubled over a bit, feeling overwhelmed by that strange, prickly feeling. It felt so good, and she wanted more. But she couldn’t, not right now, she realised. She couldn’t ruin the interview for the others.
“I’m fine,” she panted. “Just a little hot, that’s all. Maybe a bit of stage fright.”
“Why would you of all people have stage fright?” Kimiko asked, sceptically.
“Look, I’m telling you, it’s… fiiiine!” The last word came out as a moan. She knew she couldn’t. But she wanted it so bad. And it’s not like she could stop it, right? But she really, really couldn’t do this right now.
She sat back up straight, trying to get her composure back. That was a bad idea. Straightening out her back pushed her tits out, and the poor overworked tank-top tore slowly down the middle from the neck, revealing more and more cleavage.
It wasn’t just her top, she realised. All her clothes felt tight. Her shoes felt tight. It was happening again, she thought happily. She was growing. It felt so good!
“Rose!” Maaya cried in alarm. The Asian girl’s eyes were glued to Rose’s expanding cleavage, and the slow progression of the tear in between her growing tits. Just where Rose wanted Maaya to look. It made her feel even more sexy. She wanted to destroy that tank top, along with the rest of her clothing, while Maaya watched.
The pleasure was getting overwhelming; Rose closed her eyes and threw her head back, while her hands began to massage her swelling chest. They were approaching Kimiko’s old size now.
“Snap out of it, Rose! Please!” Maaya pleaded, and she tried to grab her girlfriend by the shoulders.
Rose brushed her away, fighting her impulse to just grab her instead. She wanted Maaya to hold her. She wanted to pull the suddenly much smaller seeming girl into her growing tits. But she couldn’t let them know how much she wanted this. If she could regain her composure, the interview would be saved. She was too far gone, lost in the pleasure, to realise that she had long passed that point.
Rose stood up, trying to get away from the others. As she rose up to her new height, they all looked on in shock. Her hips were almost level with Maaya’s face, as she was sitting down, and they were well above the heads of the others. She had to be over three metres now.
Those wide, luscious hips were not just rising, they were widening proportionally as well. Her pants burst at the seams, revealing her longer legs. She moaned even louder when she felt them break. She was actually growing out of her clothes. Her body was too sexy, too big, too much for her clothes to contain. She moved her hands to her crotch as she felt her panties rip, and another wave of pleasure washed over her. She came, hard.
She was moaning uncontrollably, convulsing with the powerful orgasm that consumed her, as she surged upwards again. Her hips passed Maaya’s face now. Her tank top finally had enough, and tore completely, revealing her large areola and rock-hard nipples. She squeezed a now bare breast with her hand, while the other massaged her still-coming pussy.
“The feed!” Maaya shouted suddenly. “Turn off the damn feed!”
Dylan looked alarmed, tearing his eyes away from the spectacle in front of them. “Oh fuck!” He shouted, and, not wanting to waste time trying to shut things down properly, just hit the master power switch.
Suddenly Rose was standing in Lina’s living room again as the holographic projectors shut off. Her orgasm was subsiding, and she panted heavily as she began to regain control of her senses. She was sweaty, hot, and was fighting the urge to drag Maaya off to their room—or maybe even take her right then and there. But at least she could think again, to some degree.
She looked down at the ruined remains of her clothes. Her top was hanging uselessly off her shoulders, her large naked breasts heaving as she breathed heavily. They were still somewhat smaller than Kimiko’s—much smaller relatively, taking their height difference into account, but god did they feel good. Her pants were in a state that reminded her of those old “Hulk” movies she’d seen, although tighter. At least her bottom half was still somewhat covered.
“Oops,” she said simply.
“Are you okay?” Maaya asked, standing up. The two-and-a-half metres tall girl didn’t even reach up to her boobs anymore.
“I’m fine,” Rose said reassuringly, hugging her girlfriend to her body, her head resting again against her stomach. Damn, and she’d wanted Maaya to be the taller one. “Just a little dizzy. That felt intense.” She looked over at Mary. “Sorry about the interview; I ruined it didn’t I?”
Mary just laughed. “We got the important parts out, Madihi Labs is now inextricably linked to what’s happening here, which will hopefully keep Dr Bassir in check. And your little show just now guaranteed I will never, ever have another video with more views.”
“Yeah, looks like we’re sharing the spotlight now, Kimiko,” Rose winked.
“Sure,” Kimiko said sarcastically, hands on her hips. “I got a few hazy implant recordings, you just produced an ultra-definition, full holographic porn video. I think you’ve easily eclipsed my spotlight. In more ways than one.”
“Just how tall are you?” Maaya asked reverently, trying to look at Rose’s face past her chest.
“Hold on, let me check,” Rose said, closing her eyes. “Wow! My bio-chip just computed my new height at 4 metres, 12 centimetres!”
“Jesus wept!” Mike exclaimed. “That’s insane! I’m barely up to your hips!”
“Way to make me feel small again,” Maaya joked.
“If Kimiko and I can grow again, then so can you,” Rose said lovingly. She still really wanted Maaya to be bigger than her.
“That’s all nice and good,” Professor Tamura interjected, a bit flustered. Even she seemed captivated by the beautiful giantess. “But I think we’d better get you back to the lab for your check-ups, all of you, while we can still squeeze you into a vehicle.”
The medical checks at Madihi Labs were thorough as ever, and the result was that fortunately, they were all still healthy as they’d ever been, even Kimiko and Rose. The strengthening effects of the rejuvenation formula helped their bodies cope with the growth, and so far there were still no observable negative effects.
After the check-up, Lina interviewed Kimiko and Rose at length about their new experiences, and even talked to the others again about earlier growth episodes. After she was done, Mike and the girls returned to Lina’s apartment. Lina’s father had wanted to keep them at the lab for observation, but they had unanimously voted against that. They needed to relax after the day’s events, and in Lina’s opinion, the less direct access her dad had to them, the easier it would be to make sure he didn’t do anything bad to speed up his progress.
Late in the afternoon, Lina joined her dad, Professor Tamura, and several other researchers on the project for a status meeting. She was unusually excited, since she believed she was starting to see a pattern. She didn’t want to wait for the others to go first, but unfortunately her dad was sticking to his usual order for status reports, which meant she went last.
“Lina,” her dad finally said. “Anything new on your end?”
“Yes!” She said excitedly. “I’ve been going over the data the monitor programs in Kimiko’s and Rose’s bio-chip recorded during their growth, and the little information we have about previous growth episodes. Combining that with their accounts of the episodes is beginning to show an interesting pattern.”
“Really?” Her dad said, raising an eyebrow. He seemed very interested, actually.
“Some of this is going to sound… strange,” she continued, a bit apprehensively. “But the data supports it. Essentially, I think there are three factors behind every rapid growth episode.
“First is a build-up of energy. They take the formulas every day, but don’t grow evenly every day, or much at all for an extended period. It took two weeks before the first rapid growth happened. Chemical analysis of their blood suggests strong concentrations are needed for rapid growth, and indeed were present every time it happened as far as we can tell. In essence, they build up energy, and release it when they grow. They released part of it when they first grew, but clearly not all of it as today showed. Hopefully, they will soon deplete the reserves so their growth will become more manageable.”
Unless her dad had been upping the dosage as they feared, Lina thought to herself. Still, they hadn’t been taking breast augmentation anymore, and both formulas were required to grow. Unless her dad was lying about that, too… Damnit, why couldn’t she just trust him? Why did he have to be so obsessed with getting results quickly?
“That’s in line with what we were thinking,” her dad said. “It’s still good to see it confirmed though. Good work! What else?”
Lina smiled, happy her dad was at least acknowledging her efforts. “The second factor is, I believe, horniness. Every single time, each of them reported being horny prior to the growth. I even went back and asked all of them to see if they could remember prior instances, and it holds up. They’re always horny first, usually excessively so. The brain chemistry readings we got from the bio-chip monitors for Rose and Kimiko today also definitely show hormone levels associated with strong feelings of lust and horniness.”
“That is very interesting,” Professor Tamura added thoughtfully, “It could be those hormone levels are part of the trigger.”
“That should be easy enough to verify,” one of the other researchers, Dr Alkad, said. “All we need to do is add the correct chemicals to the cultures we’re using for independent study, and if they are related, we should see an effect.”
“Indeed,” Dr Bassir said, “Though we should keep an eye on this during further growth in the subjects as well, for additional verification.”
The subjects? Lina thought. Those were people he was talking about; people she was becoming friends with!
“This is where it gets weird,” Lina continued, a bit nervously. She doubted whether they would believe her on this. “There is no way to be sure just yet, but I think the last factor is… desire.”
“Isn’t that the same thing as lust, part of the second factor?” Dr Alkad asked.
“No, not sexual desire,” Lina replied. “A desire to grow.”
Everyone around the table looked at her incredulously. Even Professor Tamura seemed sceptical, though she was more inclined to trust Lina than the others.
“Hear me out, I know it sounds unbelievable. Every time they grew, they wanted to grow.”
“You’re saying Miss Nakamura told you she wanted to grow in a restaurant? In public?” Tamura asked.
“Yes. Not deliberately so, but she told me she enjoyed how it felt to have her breasts constricted between her and the table. It made her feel big, a feeling she relishes, and when she achieved that, she wanted to feel even bigger, despite being in public.”
“And Rose, during the interview…” Tamura continued.
“Was getting turned on by the talk about growing. She remembered how good it felt, and wanted more. Plus, she actually is a bit of an exhibitionist; the thought of it happening during the interview probably excited her.”
“This is where your argument breaks down, my dear Lina,” her father said, a bit condescendingly. “You just told us they were horny before each episode. They’ve all admitted growing feels very pleasurable. Of course they want to feel like that while horny; I don’t think that indicates that desire to grow causes actual growth, at all.”
“But it explains everything!” Lina exclaimed. “It explains why they’ve all grown differently! Kimiko wants breasts, so she gets breasts but barely any additional height. Maaya wanted to grow taller, and she did. Rose wants everything, and she got it. Michelle is, more than any of them, concerned about possible negative side-effects. That concern is holding her back, making her grow less than the others. She only grew at the start, before she really realised what was happening. As soon as she did, her worries took over and she hasn’t really grown since then. Mike is a guy, so he grew only his penis—though there are other factors limiting his growth too, probably testosterone; I’m still looking into that. It all makes sense.”
“Didn’t you think Miss Meyer’s lack of growth was due to the diluted way she ingested the formula?” Her father asked
“I did, but not anymore. And it can’t be just that they want the pleasure they get from it,” Lina continued. “They didn’t know that the first time they grew, and they all still confessed to desiring it. Even Michelle admitted she wanted to grow that very first time, to put on a show for her boyfriend, whom she knows has a fetish for this stuff. And if it was just the pleasure, it wouldn’t explain why they all grew differently either.”
“This is ridiculous,” her father said loudly. “You have no proof; only a theory that happens to fit the facts.”
“I can get proof. That’s what science is about, making a hypothesis and testing…”
“Don’t presume to lecture me about what science is,” her father said, sounding angry. “I want you to focus your efforts on the hormone angle, and forget about this ridiculous fantasy.”
“But…”
“And you’re done for today. You have guests to entertain, don’t you?”
Lina was so angry she couldn’t even say anything. When was he going to stop treating her like a little girl!? She was more valuable to this project than any of them! She just stood up, glared at her father, and walked out.
“I hope the project can do without me too, then, tonight,” Tamura said indignantly, and followed Lina.
After they had both left the room, Dr Alkad looked at Dr Bassir. “Do you really think there’s no connection? I admit it sounds unlikely, but the mind can do strange things sometimes.”
“It could be true,” Bassir conceded. “But it’s so far out there, and we have much more promising avenues to pursue, like those horniness hormones.”
“I’ll get started on the culture right away,” Alkad said.
“That’s not enough,” Bassir said, shaking his head. “We need more direct data. Get our technical staff to access the kitchen unit at my daughter’s apartment, and reprogram it to add some horniness-inducing agents to the food it produces. Add it to their water supply too, if they can.”
“But that’s highly illegal,” Alkad protested. “And it would affect your daughter, and Professor Tamura. Couldn’t we just add it to the formula dose they’re taking tonight?”
“I want it to affect them. The added baseline data on what it does to subjects that are taking rejuvenation formula but not any augmentation formulas will be worth it. As for the legality… there are those in the Conglomerate who fully support this project; they will make it legal if I want it to be.”
“And the energy build-up?” Dr Alkad asked. “You’ve given them more than a regular week’s worth of both the rejuvenation and breast augmentation formulas, just in today’s dosages. They might grow a lot. Miss Silva has already shown that.”
“It doesn’t appear to be harming them, and besides, more growth means more data, and more results,” Bassir said simply. “Let’s get back to work.”
After Lina and Professor Tamura had returned to the apartment, they all had dinner together. None of them felt like going out after all the commotion they’d experienced last time they did, so they ate out on the large deck outside Lina’s apartment.
The mesmerizing view—of both the Atlantic and his current company—combined with the champagne they were drinking made Mike feel very relaxed, and he was hopeful he might actually get a decent night’s sleep tonight, since he still wasn’t fully over his jetlag. After, of course, he and Michelle had sex again. That desire was still there, stronger than any urge to sleep, and getting stronger again. Hopefully she felt the same, but considering the glances she was giving him he didn’t feel very worried about it.
He looked around the table. Mary and Dylan had decided to stay the night with Lina; her apartment had more than enough rooms, and no doubt Mary was hoping to do a follow-up interview in a few days, if they figured out how to prevent any more surprises. Dylan was sitting with Kimiko, the two of them clearly getting along, talking while Dylan kept sneaking glances at Kimiko’s chest, which Kimiko obviously noticed but seemed to enjoy. Mike was happy for her, not in the least because of what had happened between them previously.
Rose and Maaya were sitting with Professor Tamura. Rose was cross-legged on the floor, since she was too big for the chairs, and was wearing a make-shift dress which was basically a piece of fabric they had quickly put together with some safety pins to fit her. Tamura’s small stature only made the two mini-giantesses seem bigger by comparison.
And finally, there was Lina, Michelle and himself. Lina and Michelle had been talking about their work, and were getting along great. Mike couldn’t help but be reminded of his dream every time he saw the two of them together.
Lina had been telling all of them about her findings, and was just now finishing up. “My dad doesn’t seem to think there’s anything to it,” she sighed. “But I still think it’s a distinct possibility.”
“So I could grow just by wanting it?” Kimiko asked excitedly.
“It’s not that simple,” Lina explained. “You still need the horniness, and enough of both formulas in your system. That last one should be getting less, now.”
Mike thought the horniness shouldn’t be a problem, though. He was beginning to feel it very strongly again, and was struggling not to get hard. With his own growth, it was way too obvious now, and it would be a bit embarrassing. It was hard to control, though, as even just his girlfriend’s breathing right now was making him feel very hot, watching the light skin of her chest rise and fall. His arousal seemed to be coming on much stronger and much more suddenly than before.
“That’s too bad,” Kimiko pouted. “I like getting bigger.”
“If you grow bigger you won’t be able to walk anymore,” Mary said. “So maybe it’s for the best.” She sounded unconvinced herself. It seemed to Mike that Mary wanted to see Kimiko grow more almost as much as she herself did; or Dylan for that matter, judging by his expression.
“Some sacrifices may have to be made,” Kimiko joked, stroking her massive chest. “Plus, if they can reverse it eventually, it doesn’t matter if it’s impractical.”
“The other research staff has been making progress on that,” Lina told them. “They haven’t figured it out exactly yet, but we’re pretty confident we’ll be able to.”
“But we won’t have to, right?” Maaya said, uncertainly.
Lina shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. And I doubt we’d have to take you all the way back to normal. Plus, if we can actually learn to control this process, you can be any size you want, any time.”
Mike caught the quick excited glance between Maaya and Rose when Lina said that. He got the feeling that Maaya would be just as big as Rose if she could. Now that would be a sight to see.
“I don’t have to go back far, anyway,” Michelle said. “Because apparently I don’t want to grow.” Mike thought he detected a note of bitterness in her voice.
“It’s only natural to be cautious, Michelle,” Lina said. “You’re probably being a lot more reasonable about this than your friends.”
“Being reasonable sucks,” Michelle answered petulantly. Mike was confused; was she saying she really did want to grow? Mike wouldn’t mind if she did, obviously; she would be even more unbelievably gorgeous, and sex would be easier with his new, bigger cock. He wondered how much of what she was saying was the champagne talking; or maybe she was feeling as horny as he was. Damn, he was hoping the two of them would have an excuse to go back to their room soon. He didn’t really know how it was possible for him to be even hornier than the last couple of days, but he seemed to have managed it.
“This has been quite a day,” Mary sighed. “Definitely the most interesting interview of my career.” She idly played with the champagne glass in her hand. “You know what I need right now? A good soak.”
Mike’s imagination inexorably provided him with an image of the busty red-head sitting in a tub, soap bubbles not quite doing a good job at covering her. He shook his head, and quickly imagined Michelle in her place, Michelle’s bigger breasts sticking out above the water enticingly. His cock twitched.
“You’re free to use the tub in one of the bathrooms,” Lina offered. “They’re open to all,” she added, giving Mike a meaningful glance. He blushed; so that first encounter had been real after all, not part of his dream. Hopefully he wouldn’t stupidly walk in on Mary bathing. Or maybe he did want that? Or Mary and Lina bathing together. No, Michelle and Lina bathing together! Cursing his imagination and how horny he felt, he hoped his growing hard-on was hidden by the table.
“Thanks, Lina,” Mary said. “But I was thinking more along the lines of a hot tub. I have one at home; nothing better than that to relax.”
“Oh,” Lina said brightly, standing up. “But I have one too! Can you guys help to move those chairs on the other side of the deck out of the way.”
Mike moved to get up, hindered by his erection, but before he could Rose had risen to her imposing height and moved the heavy deck chairs easily. They seemed like toys compared to her.
After the area was clear, Lina closed her eyes, using her implants to send a command to the house net. The wooden decking slid open, revealing a very large hot tub, the jets activating automatically as it opened.
“Jesus wept,” Mike said. “How many more surprises do you have for us?”
“This house is reaching James Bond-villain levels of ridiculousness,” Rose joked.
“What-villain?” Lina asked, confused.
“Never mind,” Rose said quickly. “I just mean, that’s insane. An outdoor hot tub that hides seamlessly in the deck? And that thing is huge, how many people does it fit?”
“Enough, that’s for sure,” Lina laughed. “I don’t think my dad realised just what he was doing letting me live here with a bunch of fellow students. A lot of fun was had in that tub, let’s leave it at that.”
“I can believe it,” Rose said. “On the plus side, it might actually be big enough for me.”
“Hot tub party!” Kimiko shrieked excitedly, jumping up, making her boobs bounce heavily under her shirt. Mike felt a pang of sympathy for the poor bra trying to contain them.
She was halfway across the deck before she suddenly stopped, and turned around, looking dejected. “Oh crap! I can’t go in.”
“Why not?” Mary asked. “I’m not going to demand you all leave me alone or anything.”
“I don’t exactly have a bikini top to fit these,” she pouted, lifting her tits up. “I should’ve bought one yesterday after all…”
“Just go in your bra,” Michelle said. “That’s what I’m going to have to do.”
“That won’t be very comfortable if it gets wet, especially since it’s so big. Plus, I don’t want to risk ruining the only bra I have that still halfway fits me.”
“Just a shirt, then?” Dylan offered.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Kimiko said, winking playfully at him. “Any shirt I have that I can wear right now would be transparent in an instant, and probably float up over my boobs anyway. I might as well go topless.”
“And why don’t you?” Rose asked, an evil smile on her face. “That’s what I’m going to do. Fully nude, actually. I don’t have anything that fits me. I’m wearing a glorified roll of fabric right now!”
“Rose!” Maaya exclaimed. Mike could tell she was simultaneously embarrassed and excited to be in a hot tub with her naked, four-metre-tall girlfriend. The excitement looked like it might be winning out over her embarrassment of doing it with the others present, Mike thought. He couldn’t blame her; if she was feeling half as horny as he was, she’d soon be willing to jump naked into the hot tub with all of them.
“Why not?” Rose asked, shrugging. “We’re all friends here, and you’ve all already seen my tits during the interview. Nothing left to hide now.”
Mike thought she most likely also just wanted to show off in front of everybody. Not to mention the lesbian probably wanted to see Kimiko topless again, so anything she could say to convince her to join would help.
Kimiko was still hesitating. “I don’t know…” she looked from Dylan, who seemed about ready to faint from this discussion, to Mike, to Michelle. Mike wondered how she felt exposing herself in front of him, given what had happened a few days back. She seemed to be seeking Michelle’s approval.
“I’m not going to stop you,” Michelle said simply.
“How about this?” Lina said, a playful twinkle in her eyes. “I’ll go naked too, if that makes it easier on you.”
Mike didn’t know about Kimiko, but it definitely didn’t make things easier on him. His cock was growing harder and harder at just the thought of it, and when he thought he saw Michelle of all people giving a longing glance in the direction of Lina’s smooth chocolate cleavage, that got even worse. Dylan seemed to be having the same problem.
“Then I will too!” Mary said suddenly, the same devious glint in her eyes as Lina. Mike thought she probably wanted to see Kimiko’s bare tits too. Too bad for her Kimiko was entirely straight.
“Good enough for me, I guess,” Kimiko shrugged. “If you’re all okay with doing it, then I should be too.” Then she smiled again. “Naked hot tub party! Awesome!”
“At this point, we might as well all be naked,” Professor Tamura declared.
“I… I guess so,” a still shy Maaya agreed tentatively. Michelle nodded too.
Mike didn’t think he could get any harder, but he managed it anyway. Was everyone just operating on hormones and alcohol tonight? Where they all that horny? Why else would they have all agreed to this so easily?
“Um, do you really mean all of us?” Dylan asked, looking clearly horrified.
“I guess the guys can wear shorts to hide their boners, if it embarrasses them that much,” Lina said, winking at Mike.
“Yes, please do!” Rose exclaimed, causing everyone to laugh.
Mike and Dylan came back out of the apartment a few minutes later, both wearing swim shorts. Dylan had managed to wrestle his boner down for a bit—though that obviously wouldn’t last—while Mike had given up and was showing an obscenely large tent. Mike caught Michelle looking at it hungrily as he walked out.
“Dude, is this really happening?” A terrified-sounding Dylan asked him quietly.
“I have no idea anymore,” Mike said shaking his head. “I think maybe the formula killed me several days ago, and I’ve gone to heaven.”
“Then I’m right there with you,” Dylan said, smiling cautiously.
The girls were all still standing around the tub, waiting for them. “So, how do we do this?” Kimiko asked eagerly. “Do we just all undress and jump in?”
“Nah,” Rose said, smiling slyly. “If we’re doing this, we might as well make a show of it. You know everyone here wants to ogle everyone else. I’ll go first.”
No one objected. Rose walked up to the edge of the tub, the shimmering underwater lights reflecting off of her. She stood up fully, emphasising her imposing height. Tamura, who was right next to her, didn’t even reach up to her ass.
Rose playfully pushed her awesome tits together, lifting them up, showing an awful lot of cleavage. Mike heard several of the safety pins holding the make-shift dress together break. Rose noticed it too, and was clearly inspired by it. She lifted her hands above her head, stretching to her fullest, pushing her chest out. The “dress” made a few more sounds in protest, before the top came undone and the now useless piece of fabric fluttered down to the ground.
Everyone stared at the giantess’s gorgeous tits, her sexy midriff, those wide, wide hips, a shaven pussy and legs that were longer than most regular people’s entire bodies.
“Like what you see?” Rose winked, and put a hand on her hips, putting her weight on one leg.
No one had the courage to reply, but everyone was staring at her, which Mike was sure Rose loved. He also noticed Maaya’s breathing getting heavier; clearly she wanted her giant girlfriend, badly.
Rose stepped into the tub and sat down; even sitting on the floor rather than the seating around the edge, her tits were still well above the water. “Who’s next?” She asked.
Everyone looked round at each other for a few moments, no one quite sure what to do. “Oh, you bunch of cowards!” Mary laughed. “I’ll do it.”
Mary was wearing the split top again, from before the interview, her cleavage showing in the middle. She reached behind her, underneath the top, undoing her bra. A few shimmies later—Mike had never managed to figure out exactly how girls did this—and she was braless, still wearing the top.
His eyes were drawn to the smooth, tan valley between her breasts, and the outline of her nipples visible under the sheer fabric of the top. She playfully pushed her tits together, and drew the V-split in her top wider until her pert, pink nipples poked out.
“Now you see them,” she said, “and now you don’t.” She let go, the fabric covering her up again—partially, anyway—as her chest jostled and wobbled under it. She proceeded to take off her pants and panties, showing a neatly trimmed patch of red hair around already moist pussy lips. Only then did she discard the shirt. She might not be as large as the others, but she was still on the big side of normal, so Mike was very impressed nonetheless. Those tits were everything he could’ve imagined from years of watching her news show. She got in the tub, her beautiful G-cups unfortunately disappearing beneath the bubbles.
“Guess I’ll go next,” Lina said. She was wearing a plain white dress, which nicely contrasted with her dark skin. She pushed the straps off her shoulders, and almost painfully slowly pulled the fabric down over her luscious chest. The nipples escaped, standing at full attention, before the rest of her dark double-D cups were revealed. “No bra…” she said, continuing to pull down along her flat stomach, and past her oh-so-shapely ass. “And no panties!” She finished triumphantly, letting the dress fall to the floor, revealing another wet pussy. She winked at Michelle, who had been staring hard at her, and got in the tub.
Michelle leaned over to whisper at Mike. “You didn’t hear this from me, but Lina is smoking hot.”
“Uh-huh.” Mike could only swallow in reply. Michelle’s hand almost subconsciously hovered closer to Mike’s erection.
“Come on Michelle,” Lina said playfully. “Your turn.”
Were they flirting with each other? Mike thought incredulously. His arousal was reaching previously unheard of levels.
“Oh god,” Michelle blurted. “How do I compete with you guys? You’ve all got undressing sexily down to an art.”
“Make Mike undress you,” Lina joked, but to Mike’s surprise, Michelle looked at him and nodded.
Almost trembling, he stood behind her and began to lift her blouse. He couldn’t resist brushing his hands over her stomach, and the sides of her marvellous, soft breasts. Michelle shivered, and her breathing quickened at his touch. She raised her arms, and he lifted the blouse over her head.
He went for her bra next, but she stopped him, instead redirecting his hands to her shorts. He pulled them down, along with her panties, this time running his hands over her supple ass and legs. He could feel the heat from her pussy, and wanted to reach out and touch it. He’d pretty much forgotten his audience by this point, except for Lina whose lustful stares at his girlfriend were hard to miss.
Now the bra was all that was left. He unclasped it, releasing the creamy white orbs from their prison. Before Michelle let the garment drop down, Mike reached his arms around her, cupping her large nipples, hiding them from sight. Her volleyball-sized globes felt so nice in his hands, and he could feel her heavy breathing.
Her chest rose and fell under his hands as she breathed, with Michelle squirming and whimpering from his touch. Rose, and fell. Rose, and fell a little less. Rose a bit more, and fell a little less again.
“Michelle, you’re growing!” Lina called, sounding both alarmed and incredibly aroused. Mike was in shock. He could feel her perfect tits grow under his hands. She was grinding her ass hard against his huge cock. He felt the fabric around it getting tighter, but he was already at maximum hardness… he was growing too! He wanted to grow between those tits, but this, this was already heaven. His enlarging cock felt so good against his girlfriend’s ass, it was incredible. Michelle frantically rubbed her pussy as she was getting closer and closer, as her tits grew and grew, and then… it stopped.
Michelle shuddered, panting heavily, and looked down. “That’s it?” She asked, disappointed. Her breasts were just a bit bigger than basketballs now. “I was so close to coming!”
Me too, Mike thought. With the growth stopped Michelle had stopped grinding, and Mike’s own growth subsided as well. He didn’t think anyone had even noticed, his lengthening dick hidden behind Michelle’s back. He thought his cock must’ve gained a few centimetres, but he couldn’t be sure while still wearing his increasingly constricting shorts. He released his hold on Michelle’s tits—reluctantly—and adjusted himself.
Michelle looked back over her shoulder, and kissed him. “That was something else,” she panted.
“Yeah,” he said, looking her over. He thought she was just a little bit taller, too. “Want to continue in our room?”
“Desperately,” she whispered. “But I also don’t want to miss the rest of this spectacle. We’ll have plenty of time later.”
“I guess so,” he conceded reluctantly. He didn’t really care so much about seeing Maaya, Kimiko or the professor naked anymore, he just wanted more of Michelle. But he wasn’t going to complain either.
Michelle took his hand, and stepped into the hot tub with him, sitting down next to Lina.
“I finally grow again, and it’s still not much,” she said sadly to Lina. “Why don’t I get to feel like Rose? I tried to want it really hard, like you said.”
“You’re still worrying too much,” Lina began to explain.
Mike just sat silently, as he realised his girlfriend had basically just admitted she’d done that deliberately.
“My turn!” Kimiko interrupted them. “Dylan, do you want to do the honours this time?”
Dylan looked mortified. He clearly couldn’t handle the thought of having what just happened repeated but with him in a starring role.
“Look, I’ll make it easy for you,” Kimiko said sympathetically. She quickly shimmied her shorts and panties down those amazing legs, and took her shirt off. “Here, you’ve only got the bra to worry about.”
Dylan nodded, swallowing hard. He stared at those swimmer’s legs he’d admired so much for so long, and her cute, tight ass. But even those couldn’t distract him from the main attraction for long, and he stood behind her, turning his attention to her bra. He didn’t have the courage to touch her very much, unlike Mike with Michelle, and instead just brushed her long black hair out of the way and tried to unclasp the bra.
Some time passed.
More time passed.
“How’s it going back there?” Rose called, laughing. “Having trouble?”
“Give me a break,” came the grunted reply. “There’s a lot of hooks here!”
Finally, the immense bra came loose. Dylan definitely didn’t dare to grab her from behind, so Kimiko just let it slide slowly down her front, letting her tits hang free in all their beach ball sized glory.
“Not as spectacular a reveal as during lunch,” she said. “But I don’t think I can ever top that.”
“No less spectacular a set of tits, though,” Rose whistled. “They look heavy!”
“They are,” Kimiko said lovingly, putting her arms underneath them. Her hands disappeared into the soft, pliant flesh as she tried to lift them. “Deliciously heavy, soft, and perfect.”
Mike looked up at the largest tits in the world from below, a vantage point provided by his position in the tub. The huge pair had very little sag, yet the way they moved under Kimiko’s caress made them obviously natural. Mike wished he could try to lift them, feel their heft.
Kimiko stepped into the tub, pulling a dazed Dylan with her, and sat down next to Mary. “Less heavy now,” she laughed. “Yay for buoyancy!”
“I don’t really see what I can add to this at this point,” Professor Tamura said, as she started to unbutton her blouse. “I’m not used to being so thoroughly outclassed.”
“You’re still only the third-smallest one here,” Lina joked. “I’m tiny compared to you, and no one seemed to stare at them any less for it.”
“Yeah, Professor,” Rose joked. “Don’t pretend you don’t know that pretty much everyone in your class fantasises about seeing you naked. I feel privileged.”
“I suppose so,” she said, still not convinced. “And call me Sayoko, please. If you call me professor while I’m naked in a hot tub with you, that’d just be weird.”
Whereas being naked in a hot tub with his sexy professor, that wouldn’t be weird at all, Mike thought sarcastically.
She removed the shirt, and took her bra off, followed by her pants. “Well, there you go.”
Mike looked at her appreciatively. She was the ultimate example of someone who was off-limits: she was one of his strictest professors; she didn’t let them use implants in her class, so he couldn’t record her; he’d never even dared to use undressing software with her. But here she was, in all her naked glory, J-cup tits with relatively small nipples jutting out from her chest. The most impressive un-augmented pair on display tonight.
Sayoko was quite a sight, actually. She looked barely older than her students, her features smooth and soft. She was in great shape, no doubt helped by the formula, had magnificent breasts, and topped it off with bright green hair and a little heart tattooed above her clean shaven pussy. She looked less like a professor and more like a real life anime girl. She oozed sexuality without even trying.
She got into the pool, and sat down next to Rose, casting a glance at the giantess’s tits while she did. Mike thought she might be more excited by what was going on tonight than she was letting on.
That just left Maaya. The Japanese-Chinese girl hesitated, looking at Rose for support. The giantess nodded encouragingly, and gave her a hungry look. That kind of look from Michelle would’ve made Mike climb mountains for her, so if that wouldn’t convince Maaya, he didn’t know what would.
“Just grow out of your clothes!” Kimiko joked. “We’ve all grown today except for you and Mike.”
Actually, it was just Maaya who hadn’t grown yet, but Mike didn’t feel the need to tell anyone. Michelle gave him a playful glance though, as she’d definitely noticed what had happened while his dick was pressed into her back. She absent-mindedly stroked his cock through his shorts, her actions hidden by the bubbles.
Mike thought Maaya would probably love to grow more, and join Rose in the insanely-tall category. However, she looked far too nervous to actually want to do it in front of everyone. If growing was indeed driven by desire, as Lina thought, Maaya would have to overcome that nervousness before she’d let herself grow again, unless it was in private.
Now was clearly not the time she’d manage that. Maaya simply removed her blouse and bra, and then dropped her skirt. She hesitated again before finally removing her panties. They all clapped as the girl overcame her modesty and let them look at her, and Rose wolf-whistled.
Maaya had actually always had a great figure. Although she had nothing on Rose’s exaggerated hourglass shape, she had more hips than most Asians and a nice ass with it. With her sweet-yet-sexy face, at her former small stature she had looked extremely cute and desirable, and unlike Kimiko she knew how to use what she had.
Now, at over two-and-a-half metres and with a very impressive pair of tits, she wasn’t exactly cute anymore. She was nothing short of astonishingly hot.
“Wow,” Michelle said. “You look awesome!”
“Don’t I know it,” Rose said, eying her lover even more hungrily.
Embarrassed yet excited at the reactions she was getting, Maaya got into the tub. She moved to sit down next to Rose, but her huge girlfriend had other ideas. Rose pulled her into her lap, and the smaller giantess sat there, her head resting between Rose’s huge tits. Rose reached around and caressed one of Maaya’s soft boobs, while Maaya happily snuggled into Rose’s chest.
Modesty, it seemed, was officially out the window for tonight.
With the show over, conversations resumed, and things were almost back to normal if it weren’t for the fact that they were all sitting naked in a hot tub together and everyone was by now very, very horny. Glances were stolen all around, and those who were together were touching each other. Even Dylan had dared to put his hand on Kimiko, though it was more on her arm and ribcage than her breast for now.
“Well done, baby,” Rose told Maaya. “I knew you could do it.” She looked at Maaya lovingly, enjoying her feel against her. She fondled Maaya’s boob, wishing it were bigger.
“Only because of you,” Maaya replied adoringly. “You gave me the courage I lacked.”
“I don’t think much courage was needed, really,” Sayoko Tamura said. “You look stunning. You both do.”
“Hah!” Rose said. “You’re one of the few here who didn’t need formulas to look the way you do.”
“Says the girl who was already the envy of the arcology even before this began,” Sayoko replied. “You were both already very attractive, actually.”
“My original tits had nothing on yours, Prof… I mean, Sayoko,” Rose said. “I used to dream about seeing you like this.” That was an understatement; she used to dream about doing much more than that. She’d longed for a girl with tits like Tamura’s, though Maaya had surpassed her in every way.
“Me too,” Maaya admitted, much to Rose’s surprise. “What?” She asked when she saw Rose’s look. “I obviously like tits. I love yours, don’t I?”
“I have to admit,” Sayoko said, looking hungrily at the Brazilian’s huge chest, “and I will have you killed if you tell anyone this, I’ve had a few daydreams about you as well.”
Rose did a double take. This was her strict professor? The woman was practically fawning over her giant body. Was everyone as horny as she was tonight? Rose began feeling the itch again, the urge to grow, to have even more for Sayoko to stare at. But no, she didn’t want to, not really. Not until Maaya caught up with her.
“Sounds like you want to trade places with me,” Maaya said jokingly, cradling up to her huge girlfriend even closer. “Too bad this seat is taken.”
“That’s okay,” Sayoko said. “I knew it could never be more than daydreams. Though I would like to…” She hesitated for a second, then leaned forward and took a giant breast in both hands, licking the big nipple before taking it into her mouth.
Rose moaned, it felt so good! She couldn’t believe it: Sayoko Tamura was sucking on her tit! She could see Maaya turning red as she saw what happened, obviously very aroused, which only turned Rose on even more. In fact, most everyone was looking at them right now, which exhilarated the tall girl to no end. Wanting to give them a good show, she pushed Tamura’s head—so small compared to her hand—into her tit, while continuing to fondle Maaya’s tits with her other hand.
“Wow,” Sayoko said finally when she dislodged herself from the nipple. “That was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I mean, they don’t look that big on you because of your height, but from this perspective… wow! That’s bigger than my head.”
“Aren’t they wonderful?” Maaya said, agreeing, caressing her girlfriend’s other breast.
“Yeah, I could use a bit more on top compared to my overall size, couldn’t I?” Rose said, even though she was, even relatively speaking, still way bigger than her original size. She couldn’t believe she’d only gone for such a small improvement with the augmentation formula when this thing started. Clearly she should’ve gone for Tamura’s size, or even bigger. “I’ll have to focus on that next time I grow; if it works the way Lina said, I should be able to make that happen.”
“Does it work like that, Professor?” Maaya asked. “I mean, is what Lina said true, about wanting to grow causing it to happen?”
“I’m not sure,” Sayoko replied, being the good scientist she was. “Her reasoning was definitely sound, but we lack solid evidence at this point.”
“Too bad I couldn’t will myself to grow out of my clothes like Kimiko wanted,” Maaya pouted. “That would’ve proved it.”
“You could argue the fact you didn’t disproves it. You obviously want to grow more, yet couldn’t,” Sayoko said thoughtfully.
“Yeah, but… everybody was watching me! I would never dare to do that!”
“Really? I think you have more courage than you think,” Rose said lovingly. “It’s too bad, though. I really wanted to see that happen. God, it would be so hot to have you bigger than me. I want to suck on your giant tit, the way Sayoko was sucking on mine.”
Maaya looked around the hot tub. Everyone was still paying attention to the three of them.
“Yeah, so they’re still watching,” Rose said huskily. She started playing with Maaya’s pussy as she was talking. “Isn’t it exciting? Just think how much taller you’d be than them. Wouldn’t that feel so good, to look down on people the way they used to look down on you? But you’d be much bigger. You’d be the biggest, hottest, sexiest girl on the planet, putting even me to shame!”
“No one can be hotter than you,” Maaya said sincerely. However, Rose knew she was getting to her; Maaya’s breathing quickened, and she was squeezing her legs together on Rose’s hand. Rose could tell the horniness was winning over Maaya’s shyness.
“Mike would love to see it, right Mike? How about you, Michelle?” Rose said. Mike could barely react; he was too distracted by Michelle, who was stroking his cock under the water while she was also looking at the two giants.
“How about you, Kimiko?”
The Japanese girl gave them the thumbs up, before returning her hands to knead her own gigantic tits. Everyone in the group seemed to be waiting breathlessly to see what would happen.
“Everyone wants it, Maaya,” Rose whispered in Maaya’s ear. “I want it… so bad. You’ll be the biggest of all, even more for me to love.”
Rose rubbed Maaya’s pussy faster, feeling she was close to orgasm. Maaya’s eyes rolled back, her face contorted with pleasure, and then it happened. Rose could feel it happening. The weight on her lap suddenly increased as Maaya’s head began rising higher out of the water.
Higher and higher she went, and her tits followed suit. Maaya turned around, hugging herself to Rose. Rose could feel Maaya’s expanding globes push against her own, creeping upwards. She felt the nipples drag ever higher along her chest. She wanted to join in, to grow too, but not yet! Her body was tingling all over again, the mere thought of Maaya’s expansion almost bringing her to orgasm.
When Maaya’s head was level with her own, the two started kissing frantically. Maaya’s tongue found its way into Rose’s mouth, and Rose’s hand, still rubbing Maaya’s pussy, felt her come again.
“Oh my god…” Rose could hear Sayoko say, though it didn’t really register. What did register was the feeling of their professor’s hands against her tits. Sayoko had stood up, which meant her head was still below Rose’s, and now also Maaya’s. She was caressing the two pairs of giant tits that separated the equally humongous girls, and began to lick and suck whatever parts of them she could reach from the side.
Maaya’s pleasure seemed to reach new levels from Sayoko’s involvement, and her height shot up again. They had to break the kiss as Maaya’s mouth was out of reach, but Rose didn’t mind in the slightest; she now found her head between the largest pair of tits she’d ever seen. They were easily bigger than Kimiko’s now, in terms of absolute size, which for Rose’s giantess features made them just larger than her head. She buried her head between them, eagerly devouring them while Sayoko was doing the same to her tits as best she could while they were pressed against Maaya’s stomach.
She couldn’t take it anymore. The pleasure overwhelmed Rose, and she knew she had to grow again. She felt her own pussy contracting in a powerful orgasm, even though she wasn’t even touching it, and her own body began to expand.
Tits, she vaguely remembered as she grew in unison with her lover, she had to focus on her tits. She felt them expand against Maaya’s stomach as she continued rubbing her face into Maaya’s pair, squeezing them together against her head. A pair which, despite her own growth, still seemed bigger to her with every passing second.
She didn’t know exactly how big she or Maaya were getting, but the fact that Sayoko was now having to reach to get to Rose’s tits was a good indication. Then, she felt her legs hit the seats on the opposite side of the tub, and she realised she must be getting close to doubling her already impressive height.
Finally, it stopped, and Rose somewhat reluctantly pulled her head out of Maaya’s cleavage. She looked up at her beautiful lover’s face. Looked up! Maaya was taller than her! It was everything she’d hoped for, and more.
“Big enough?” Maaya panted. She looked around the hot tub, looking at the others. Maaya had to be an easy four times as tall as Mike even, who’d been the tallest of their group before they’d started growing, and Rose was not far behind.
“Maybe,” Rose said playfully, still feeling incredibly hot. She didn’t know if she could grow more, but her pussy definitely wanted to come more. “Let me look at you.”
Maaya stood up, aware of eight pairs of eyes following her. She didn’t seem to mind anymore, though.
Rose gasped as her lover rose up to her full height. Maaya’s knees were easily above the water; Sayoko was reduced to caressing the huge Asian’s calf as she didn’t even reach up to her knee. Her now utterly humongous tits hovered above Rose’s head. Rose remembered previous instances where she’d been sitting down with a girl standing over her, how she’d imagined she was the shorter one. This was like that, except far better, because Maaya was the hottest girl she’d ever seen and she was actually taller than her now.
She stood up too, Rose’s head reaching just about the level of Maaya’s cleavage. Not quite twice the height she started at, but perfect height, she thought as those marvellous tits hung in front of her face. She compared them to her own, and though she didn’t know if her plan had worked or if it was just coincidence, she was considerably bigger than Maaya in that department. Rose’s tits were now easily big enough for the others to use them as bean bag chairs.
The two of them stepped out of the tub, and resumed their mutual caresses and kissing. Rose knew she wanted to enjoy her new, taller girlfriend’s body. She wanted to kiss and feel every inch of it. She wanted to see how huge it was compared to Sayoko and the others, the thought making her dizzy with pleasure.
As they stood on the deck Rose was pretty sure people watching from street level would be able to see them if they’d look up. She was hoping they were.
“Looks like you lost your crown,” Mary told Kimiko. “Those are definitely bigger than yours.”
“Mine still look bigger, relatively,” Kimiko said, though in truth she didn’t really care. When reaching a certain size, it just stopped mattering whether anyone else was bigger than you. Although… maybe she could be a bit bigger.
“And sexier,” Dylan said in his Irish accent. He’d been gaining courage as events around them unfolded, and was now sort of caressing the side of her giant tit by her ribcage. Kimiko thought he was adorable; any other horny guy in this situation would probably have been jacking off looking at the two giantesses. Not Dylan; he’d actually spent most of the time looking over Kimiko, thinking she wouldn’t notice since she was paying attention to her growing friends.
“You really think so?” She asked him. “You know; you don’t have to be quite so careful with them.”
Dylan took the hint, and started rubbing them harder, covering more area. It still wasn’t enough for Kimiko; at the rate he was going, it would be several days before he’d work up the courage to touch her nipples. “More,” she urged him.
“They look so soft,” Mary said breathlessly, her face flushed. She’d been playing with her own G-cups with one hand for a while now, and her other hand was under the water; Kimiko could only guess what that one was doing. “Can I touch them?”
“More than enough boob for everyone,” Kimiko said happily. She wouldn’t normally be interested in another girl, but right now, any attention she could direct to her chest was welcome. Also, after what she just saw her friends do, she was kind of wondering how it would feel to have another girl’s tits pressed against hers.
Mary reached out to touch the creamy skin. Her dainty hand sunk into the soft, pliant flesh as she pushed on it. Clearly the newswoman had way more courage than her assistant, as she brought her other hand up and grabbed an oversized nipple. Then she leaned forward, and kissed the top of the tit with her soft lips, dragging her tongue over it.
Kimiko moaned. “Oh god, it feels so good.” Every touch on her sensitive mammaries seemed to go straight to her pussy. There was just so much sensation. So much sensitive skin begging to be touched, caressed and kissed. And she wanted even more. The image of Rose’s bean bag chairs popped in her mind, and she knew she wanted to be that big. No, bigger!
“Dylan?” Mary said playfully. “Are you paying attention? This is how it’s done. And the lady has two nipples.”
“What? Oh!” Dylan grunted. He hesitated, but then took his hand and cupped Kimiko’s other nipple, tweaking it with his finger.
Kimiko was going insane. Their hands felt so small on her huge tits, it was amazing. She couldn’t resist any longer; she reached her right hand under the water, found the waist band of Dylan’s shorts, and pulled it over his cock. Her hands grabbed his hard member; it was a bit bigger than average, nice and thick. Nothing compared to Mike right now, but Kimiko was still mostly her own, regular Japanese self except for her tits. She knew what Dylan was packing would be more than enough, especially if he knew how to use it.
She stroked Dylan’s cock, making him grunt in surprise, and his face contorted. “Don’t come yet,” she admonished him. “I want your load on these babies!”
It seemed to take him a lot of effort, but he managed to stave off his approaching climax. When it seemed safe, she stroked him a few more times before tugging on his dick, urging him to stand up. He knew what she wanted from him. He pushed his cock against her beach ball sized tit, rubbing it against her. Then, growing bolder, he rubbed it against her nipple.
Mary squealed as she saw what was happening, and obviously wanted in on the action. She sat up, and pushed her own considerable assets against Kimiko’s much larger set. She only needed one tit to push both of hers against.
It was too much. Kimiko felt the heat of Dylan’s rod against the flesh of her right boob, and on the left boob, Mary’s hard nipples were tracing patterns on her skin as the soft globes pushed into hers. It was too much, yet she wanted so much more.
She felt it coming this time. She recognised the tingling sensation, and welcomed it more than ever. She felt her tits push outward. She felt the skin stretch under Dylan’s and Mary’s hands, and her nipple grow bigger against Dylan’s dick. She saw him stagger backwards as the growing boob pushed against him.
Her tits were growing so big and so fast they were pushing a grown man backwards, she thought blissfully. Her mind exploded with pleasure, and she focused on only one thing: more. She looked at the other side of the large hot tub, and she knew she wanted to fill it. That thought sent her over the edge, and she came harder than she ever had in her life.
Dylan was rubbing his cock frantically against her growing nipple, practically fucking the huge melon that separated him from Kimiko by more than a metre now. He couldn’t hold out anymore either; he groaned loudly, and shot a large load all over the big nipple, streams of cum splashing onto the top of the absurdly large tit. He’d never come this much in his life, and he didn’t feel like his dick got even slightly less hard.
The sight of the white liquid splashing on her growing bust only drove Kimiko wilder. Her tits surged forward, knocking Dylan—somewhat unsteady from his orgasm—on his back in the water. He sat there, dazed, as the huge fleshy orb slowly overtook him. He saw the nipple grow closer to his face, and—after wiping the cum off of it—took it in his mouth. It easily filled most of it.
Kimiko loved it. Mary was rubbing her whole body against her left tit, and her right tit was now slowly covering Dylan entirely! Dylan should be happy they were in the water, the buoyancy keeping at least some of the immense weight off of him. Who could ever have thought she could be this big? She’d never even dreamed of this! And they weren’t stopping!
She looked over at Rose and Maaya, the two giantesses now laying down on the deck; Rose licking Maaya’s pussy while Tamura lay on her giant friend’s stomach, sucking her tits. Kimiko’s tits were already bigger than Maaya’s, probably even bigger than Rose’s, but unlike them, she was all tit. She was a normal, just over average height Japanese girl attached to two tits that would soon be bigger than her entire body, if they weren’t already, and that’s exactly what she wanted to be.
She realised with more than a little excitement that if Maaya could grow what looked like eight metres tall while still having impressive tits, she, who was putting all of her growth into her tits, still had a quite a bit of potential left. How big could she grow? She wanted to find out, and screamed as another orgasm hit her just thinking about it.
With the orgasm came another growth surge, pushing her tits out even faster than before. Mary was leaning over her left breast, letting it support her weight, and she found her feet lifting up from the tub’s bottom. She was grabbing as much of the soft flesh as she could and was trying to grind her sopping wet pussy against it.
Dylan was now completely covered by her massive mammary. Kimiko felt his still hard dick press against the underside of it, and was torn by wanting to feel him under her tit, and wanting him to get over to her and fuck her already. She really needed that cock inside of her as her chest reached epic proportions, reaching closer to the other side of the tub. She felt the jets on the bottom of the tub blasting against her, a feeling so intense she almost couldn’t manage it.
What she couldn’t see, however, was that Dylan was starting to get in trouble. The still growing teat had pushed him back farther, his shoulders now pressed against the seat on the opposite side, while he had to hang on to the gigantic nipple to keep his head above water, the level rising as it was displaced by more and more tit. He pushed on the expansive flesh, trying to lift it off him, but he just sank deeply into it. He couldn’t free himself, and Kimiko just thought he was getting a bit rougher with her, which only deepened her pleasure.
Mary, from her vantage point on top of the huge pair, did notice. “Kimiko!” She called. “You have to stop! You’re going to suffocate him!”
Kimiko didn’t seem to notice, she was so lost in the pleasure of her growth. Mike, Michelle and Lina, who were also finding themselves rapidly walled in by the ever-growing boobs, joined in trying to get her attention. “Kimiko, come on!” Michelle called, trying to get to her. She finally had to get out of the tub and walk over to where Kimiko was sitting before the delirious girl noticed her.
“Michelle, what…?” She said, moaning loudly. Then, she noticed what was going on. “Oh, shit!”
“You have to get out!” Michelle told her. “Come on!” Michelle hooked her hands under Kimiko’s arms and pulled, while the Japanese girl struggled to get her legs up on the seat underneath her boobs. After struggling briefly, she managed it, sitting on the edge of the tub. However, that’s as far as she could go. The vast bulk of her tits were still in the tub, and she couldn’t move them.
“You have to stop growing!” Michelle yelled frantically.
“I can’t!” Kimiko moaned, “It feels too good.” The pleasure was overwhelming to her. She tried to focus, to think about what would happen if she couldn’t stop, but it was useless. As much as she didn’t want to hurt him, she couldn’t help but think that the fact that the whole tub would soon be filled with her tits, that Dylan was powerless against her expanding chest, was incredibly hot. All the sensations against her ridiculous bust overwhelmed any desire to stop. Her tits seemed to have a mind of their own now, and they wanted to grow, and provide her body with even more of these incredible feelings.
Lina got out of the tub too, and decided there was only one way to get Kimiko out of the tub. She walked over to Rose and Maaya; the two giantesses were so lost in their lovemaking they’d barely noticed what was going on. “Rose! Maaya! We need help!”
Rose looked up from Maaya’s pussy. “Oh god!” She yelled, realising the situation. “Maaya, get up, help me.”
Rose stepped quickly into the tub on one side of the massive expanse of tits, and Maaya got in on the other side, looming over Mike who was still in the tub, trying in vain to free Dylan. Both girls crouched, and reached their arms under Kimiko’s chest.
“Heave!” Rose called. They lifted with all their strength, while Kimiko tried to scramble backwards, pulled along by Michelle. They started moving.
“Heave!” Rose yelled again, and this time, it worked. With almost ponderous slowness, they lifted the giant fleshy orbs out of the tub, and onto the deck. They moulded around the giantesses’ arms, pushing into their bodies. Even at their own impressive sizes, Maaya and Rose had to struggle to lift the huge mass, now almost four metres across.
Dylan sputtered and choked, standing up with Mike’s help. “I thought I was done for,” he coughed.
“Can’t think of a better way to go,” Mike said, happy to see he was okay.
Kimiko felt the ecstasy rise again. She could feel Rose and Maaya’s tits press against hers as they lifted her, and being out of the water made her even more aware of the awesome mass of her new chest. Her still growing chest.
After the two giant girls had set her down as far from the edge of the tub as they could manage to carry her, Dylan and Mary came running over to her.
“I’m sorry, so sorry!” Kimiko said when she noticed them.
“Hah!” Rose laughed. “I bet he enjoyed it. In fact…” she wrapped both her hands around Dylan’s torso and lifted him. “I think he wants some more.”
Before Dylan realised what was happening, she had deposited him in between Kimiko’s tits. He sank deeper into her cleavage as he tried to get closer to her body, tit flesh engulfing him on both sides.
Kimiko shivered as she felt him squirm in between her tits. Her breasts were bigger than him, she thought excitedly. Way bigger than him. His struggles against her flesh sent huge waves of pleasure crashing through her body, bringing her close to the edge again. When she felt Mary climb back onto her tits, that feeling only intensified. The busty redhead pulled herself up, and started grinding her pussy against Kimiko’s enormous nipple. It sank into her soft cunt, a hot and moist feeling enveloping the dark nub. Kimiko cried with pleasure, and her own pussy ached with longing.
Dylan managed to make his way to her, and she looked at him feverishly. “I didn’t mean to hurt you,” she managed to say in between moans.
He cupped her face with his hands. “You didn’t,” he said simply. “And that… was the hottest thing I could’ve ever dreamed of experiencing.” He kissed her deeply, which Kimiko returned eagerly.
“I can’t stand it any longer!” Kimiko groaned. “I have to have you.” She grabbed his rock-hard cock with her hand and guided it to the entrance of her pussy. She screamed aloud with pleasure as she came, just from the feeling of him entering. Nothing had ever felt this good before. She’d never wanted it this bad.
“Oh god!” Dylan grunted, his face contorted with pleasure. He tried to spread his arms, to feel as much of the massive tits that completely surrounded him as his cock was enclosed by wet heat. Kimiko pushed him back, and he leaned against her massive chest as his long-time crush began to rhythmically grind her pussy on his dick.
Mike was watching from the tub as Rose lifted a startled Dylan into Kimiko’s cleavage, amazed at how small the Irish guy seemed compared to her, and how strong the Amazonian woman had become at this size.
He recalled Maaya standing over him in the tub just now. Looking up at the giant tits of a woman four times his height was truly an amazing experience, and he fervently wished to get a view of Michelle like that. Maybe it had been his imagination, but he’d thought Maaya had given his now even larger cock a bit of a hungry look as she bent over him to.
He felt his enlarged member throb; it had grown even more while Michelle was stroking it as they’d been watching the others grow. It now stood just under half a metre, by his best estimate, and he had been forced to abandon his shorts. He was amazed he hadn’t come yet.
Distracted by Rose and Dylan, he didn’t notice the other giantess approaching him until a huge pair of hands wrapped around his chest, and lifted him out of the water. He yelped as he suddenly found himself face to face with Maaya, who was eying him hungrily as she held him above the deck. The bisexual giantess’s face was consumed with lust as she breathed heavily, the heat inside her from the interrupted pussy licking seemingly overwhelming her.
“Oh my god!” She breathed. “I didn’t realise how big you’d gotten.”
“Maaya!” Mike yelled in shock. “Let me go!”
The giant girl didn’t answer him. Mike realised this wasn’t the Maaya he knew; pleasure and desire had completely taken over. It would take a lot to get through to her.
“I have to try…” she murmured, and lowered him to position his giant cock in front of her equally giant pussy. His engorged head slipped in partially, helped by her incredible wetness, and a loud groan escaped Mike’s lips.
Mike looked at the giantess holding him. Maaya really was amazingly hot; her soft Asian features looked ridiculously sexy at this size, and her large chest was hanging invitingly above his face as the light from the tub flickered across it. It would be so easy to give in. His cock pulsed with desire, and he knew her pussy would feel so incredibly good. He was overwhelmed by lust, just like when he and Kimiko…
That thought entered his head and snapped him back to reality. Michelle! He thought. He couldn’t do this!
“No! Stop!” He called, struggling against her hands. He pushed against her arms, then banged his fists against her, all to no avail. The giant Asian didn’t seem aware of anything besides his big cock. “Michelle, help me!” He yelled as the top of his lungs.
Michelle and Lina looked away from Kimiko, finally noticing what was going on at the tub. They ran over. “Maaya! Stop it!” They both yelled, as Michelle started to pull on Mike to try to free him.
“Maaya!” Came the thundering voice of Rose, as she’d now noticed what her lover was doing too.
That finally seemed to reach her. Maaya looked from Mike, to Michelle, to Rose, confused, and then suddenly appeared to realise what she was doing. “Oh shit!” She cried, embarrassed, and let go of Mike. He fell down, and he and Michelle tumbled backwards into the tub.
Maaya looked at Rose, crestfallen. “I didn’t… I mean… I don’t know what I was thinking!” She stammered.
“Shh, it’s okay sweetie,” Rose said soothingly. “You obviously weren’t. We’ve all been a bit irrational today.” She kissed her, softly at first, but soon the fire returned. Sayoko joined them again as they gave in to their passions.
Mike emerged from the water, shaking his head, and then helped Michelle up, water dripping down her skin.
Lina jumped into the tub with them. “Are you two okay?” She asked, concerned.
“Yeah, just a bit shaken up,” Michelle said, sitting down on the tub’s seat. “Christ, that was close.” Then, she looked at Mike. “I can’t believe you said no.”
“I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I hadn’t,” Mike said, turning red.
Lina smiled and sat down with Michelle, hugging her from behind, putting her head on Michelle’s shoulder. “This guy just turned down sex with a gorgeous giantess on account of you. He must really love you.”
“I know he does,” Michelle said adoringly, putting her hand on Mike’s knee as he sat down too. “You just earned some major points.”
Mike felt his heart skip a beat, something which had nothing to do with his lust or horniness. “She had nothing on you,” he said, and meant it. “You’re more gorgeous than the rest of them put together. I love you so much!”
Michelle smiled warmly at him as he leant over to kiss her. “I love you too.” Then she pouted, casting her eyes down at his huge cock. “You might as well have done it though. It’s not as if I can even fit that thing anymore. Why should you deprive yourself just because I’m too stuck up to be able to grow?”
Lina cupped Michelle’s basketball sized tits from behind. The contrast between her dark hands and Michelle’s pale skin was mesmerizing. Mike saw Lina gently massage his girlfriend’s gorgeous tits under the water, and his cock twitched. It made him happy the jets had timed out and shut off; the clear surface of the water now hid nothing from him.
“You already grew quite a bit,” the beautiful black girl told her. “You just need to let go of your worries!”
“I grew a tiny bit,” Michelle said, dejected. It didn’t seem tiny to Mike, going from her original B cups to basketballs, but he didn’t interrupt. “And it’s easier said than done. I mean, I want to believe it’ll be okay, but…”
“Look at your friends,” Lina said, jerking her head in the direction of the others. “Maaya is probably over eight metres tall. A girl that large shouldn’t be able to exist! She wouldn’t be able to carry her own weight. But the rejuvenation formula strengthened her bones, and made her muscles denser than is normally humanly possible, and she can walk around like it’s nothing without even looking stronger than normal.”
She looked over at Kimiko, who was still fucking Dylan, though from their angle all they could see was the front of her giant tits, and Mary still riding the nipple. “And then there’s Kimiko. Her heart would never normally be able to pump her blood around that much flesh. Her brain should have melted from the stimulation of so many new nerve endings. Yet, she’s perfectly fine.”
She looked Michelle straight in the eyes. “This formula was designed to help your body cope with rapid transformation, when your cells are replaced for rejuvenation. It’s doing exactly that, better than we’d ever thought possible. Is there a limit? Probably. But we haven’t reached it yet, and we aren’t going to tonight. Maaya, Rose, and Kimiko, they’ve most likely used up most of their built-up energy. They didn’t harm themselves, and neither will you. And we will be able to reverse it. Trust me.”
Michelle looked back into Lina’s beautiful brown eyes. Unlike Lina’s dad, she trusted Lina would never lie to her. Sure, Lina definitely wanted to see her new friend grow, so she had a vested interest in convincing her, but she would never do so if there was even the slightest chance of anything going wrong.
She kissed Lina, first softly, then more and more passionately. She put her hand behind Lina’s head as their mouths locked together. Mike just stared at them, dumbfounded. He couldn’t help but think of his dream, two nights ago; reality was so much better as he watched the two gorgeous women kiss.
“I’ll give it a try,” Michelle said determinedly when she finally came up for air.
She looked over at Mike, and reached out to caress his arm. “Do you mind if, um… Lina joins us?” She asked softly. Then, misinterpreting his shocked expression, she added: “Hey, I love you, no one else! But right now, I just really want to fuck the both of you. Is that okay?”
Mike just nodded, swallowing hard.
“Oh, and you don’t need to feel nervous about touching Lina, I won’t mind for tonight, okay? Just, you only fuck me. No intercourse, that’s the only rule.”
Mike couldn’t believe what he was hearing, but nodded again.
“You don’t need to worry,” Lina laughed. “I don’t think that would be possible anyway.”
Michelle looked from Mike’s huge cock to Lina’s regular sized body. “I guess not,” she chuckled.
She looked at Mike again. “Now, I really want to grow,” she purred. “What do you want first? Tits, or tall?”
“You won’t be able to control it to that degree…” Lina began, but Mike interrupted her.
“Tits!” He said excitedly.
“I might’ve known,” Michelle replied, her breathing increasing. “Come here!” She pulled Mike’s head against one of her boobs, his face pushing Lina’s hand out of the way.
He could feel it as it began. The skin beneath his face began to stretch slowly. He put her nipple into his mouth, and felt it grow against his tongue. The huge, perfect boob got even bigger, and he felt the soft, supple flesh push against his face as they surpassed the size of his head, and still they were growing.
He grabbed the growing tit with both hands, devouring her nipple, as Michelle moaned loudly, rubbing her pussy as she came hard. Lina was still massaging Michelle’s other tit, while her other hand was attending to her own needy cunt.
Mike couldn’t believe how good it felt, and his heart pounded in his chest as the growing tits began to push against his erect cock. Feeling his gorgeous girlfriend’s perfect pair grow against his cock was more exciting to him than anything else that had happened that evening.
“That’s enough for now,” Michelle said as she finished coming, and the growth stopped. “Just for now,” she said reassuringly, noticing Mike’s disappointed look. “I don’t want to get stuck in here like Kimiko.”
Mike looked at her. Michelle’s tits were easily beach ball sized now, maybe just a bit bigger than Kimiko’s were when they started the evening. They were soft, the skin silky smooth, and the large nipples a delicious light shade of pink. He’d never seen anything more erotic in his life. True to her word, she was still the same height; only her tits had grown.
“How the hell did you do that?” Lina demanded. “You should not be able to start and stop growing on demand so easily!”
“Force of will, I guess,” Michelle shrugged. “I did manage to suppress the growth urge for several days too, remember? The others couldn’t do that.”
“She is very strong-minded,” Mike confirmed.
“I guess, but… the implications if we could control it like that…”
She was cut off when Michelle kissed her again. “Sex now, implications tomorrow,” she said. Lina didn’t seem to object.
Mike couldn’t help himself as he was admiring his girlfriend’s new boobs. He stood up in front of her, and pushed his huge shaft into her cleavage. The soft orbs almost completely swallowed his cock as he thrust back and forth, only the tip poking out the top at every stroke. He felt his large balls contracting, and stopped moving; he didn’t want to come just yet. He knew that the longer he’d hold on, the more intense it would eventually feel.
His self-control was put to the test when Lina reached out and touched the tip of his cock, and then bent forward and put her mouth on it. She licked her tongue around the tip as she struggled to try and fit the huge head into her mouth; it was just too big for her.
Mike looked at Michelle, alarmed. His girlfriend just winked at him. “I said no intercourse,” she said playfully as she squeezed her tits together against his rod. “That’s not intercourse.” She looked incredibly aroused watching Lina’s small mouth on his large member, panting feverishly.
He felt it coming. His entire cock tingled as the now familiar, powerful pleasure washed over him and his cock enlarged, growing longer and thicker. Lina’s eyes opened wide in surprise as she realised the huge tool was growing as she was licking it, her goal of getting the head in her mouth becoming more and more unattainable.
He saw Michelle’s eyes roll back as she squealed in orgasm just from the sight of it and the feeling of his lengthening shaft against her tits. He felt his balls getting heavier, and he was getting very close indeed, but he held back; he was determined to wait as long as possible, and give her the most cum he could manage.
The growth slowed, and stopped. Lina looked up from his dick, now easily longer than his forearm, probably pushing seventy centimetres. “Wow,” she said. “That was something else.” She leaned forward over Michelle’s massive globe, cradling the huge dick in her hands and rubbing the head against her own assets, small by comparison but no less lovely, nor did they feel any less good against him.
“I’ll say,” Michelle said, panting, barely recovered from the powerful orgasms that had wracked her body. She looked at his huge dick critically. “I’m going to want that thing inside me at some point. Looks like I’ll need a bit of a boost for that.”
Mike’s heart somehow managed to beat even harder, as he knew that could mean only one thing.
Michelle pulled Mike towards her as Lina moved out of the way, and he found those immense tits compressing against his chest as she brought her lips to his, kissing deeply. His cock was still trapped in her soft cleavage, oozing precum.
Michelle ensured she had a good grip on him as she stood up and pushed against him. Their lips locked, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths as Mike felt her head rising away from his, and he wrapped his arms around her neck, trying to stay with her. She held him tight, ensuring they would not have to break the kiss.
It was incredible; he could actually feel her soft, luscious lips getting bigger on his mouth. He could feel his feet lift off the ground as she held him against her chest. When he opened his eyes, he could see Lina look on in amazement as she receded beneath them.
The tits surrounding his cock were growing too, keeping pace with Michelle’s body. Soon they were not just wrapped around his cock anymore, he could feel them around his whole chest and against his sides. It felt like his own body was dwindling, and his world slowly consisted of more and more tit as he hung in between her cleavage.
He felt something between his feet, and realised it was Lina, who had started licking Michelle’s pussy as she grew taller, orgasm after orgasm hitting the growing girl’s body. Mike just hung on as he was lifted higher and higher above the ground.
When she finally stopped, Mike’s feet were barely touching Lina’s head as they dangled at Michelle’s waist while he was holding on to her neck. Her immense tits enveloped most of his torso, though they were still about the same relative size as before, compared to Michelle.
Michelle put him down on the edge of the tub, and climbed out herself. She seemed a bit over twice his height, his head just about reaching her ass. She’d been that size in the dream, he remembered, when he had his head wedged between the two girls’ hips. Too bad Lina couldn’t grow, he thought, though he definitely couldn’t complain about his current situation.
His girlfriend lay down on her stomach in front of him as Lina climbed out of the tub, standing next to him. “So, what do you think?” Michelle asked them, resting on her elbows and idly lifting one of her feet.
Mike looked the brunette over. She was stunning! He stood beside her, admiring her back, feeling the soft, flawless skin under his fingers. There was something strangely sexy about the back of a girl, especially when she was lying down. Maybe it was the shape; the way it got narrower at her waist, and the way it made a little valley before rising up again into her gorgeous, shapely ass. At this size, that ass was mesmerizing; Mike kneeled down to caress it, and rubbed his face against its softness. Each cheek was easily twice the size of his head. He looked down her long, long legs, admiring the shapely calves.
“Looks like he approves,” Lina said. “And so do I.” She stared at the way Michelle’s chest bulged under her, compressed against the floor.
Michelle had always been beautiful. Even at her original size, even with girls like Rose and Professor Tamura around, Michelle had stood out with her killer figure, nice hips, full ass, flat stomach, a face that could rival a supermodel, gorgeous green eyes, full lips, luscious brown hair, smooth silky skin… just about everything about her had been perfect. Even her B cups, although small, had perfectly complemented her looks.
Now, at around four metres tall and with substantially larger breasts, every one of those features was accentuated even more. She was literally larger than life, her sheer beauty threatening to overwhelm Mike. She was nothing short of a goddess. The other girls still having sex around them might as well not have existed anymore, they were so thoroughly eclipsed by Michelle’s exquisite beauty as far as Mike was concerned.
“You… you’re amazing,” Mike stammered. “There’s not enough words.”
Michelle laughed. “I bet you want to fuck me with that big cock, don’t you?” She asked huskily.
He nodded, swallowing hard. Even her voice seemed sexier; Mike was pretty sure he could come just from hearing her talk like that. Then again, by this point it probably wouldn’t take much to make him come.
“Too bad,” she purred. “I want to play some more games first.” She sat up on her knees, and Mike looked between her legs, the swollen lips of her moist pussy inviting his cock. He didn’t dare go against his gigantic goddess girlfriend, though.
“Lay down on your back,” Michelle said playfully. “You too, Lina, next to him. I have an idea.”
Lina had the presence of mind to grab some cushions from the deck chairs, and they did as they were told. They looked at each other, excited about what was to come.
Michelle loomed over them, and looked from Mike’s humongous hard dick sticking up to Lina’s curvy body. “God you’re both hot,” she panted. “Touch her,” she instructed Mike.
Mike did as he was told, his heart seemingly stuck somewhere in his throat. He rolled slightly on his side to move his hand over Lina’s upper leg, to her stomach, then up to a beautiful dark double-D breast. He tweaked the nipple, causing Lina to moan while Michelle looked at them both, desire in her eyes.
“You know what?” She said with an evil smile. “I think I need some exercise. Some push-ups, maybe.”
She crawled over the two of them on her hands, starting at their feet. Mike let go of Lina’s boob, lying flat on his back again as Michelle dragged her huge pair over their bodies. Mike felt a nipple drag across his legs, then his stomach and chest all while his cock poked into the soft flesh of her tits.
The huge hanging teat came to a halt right above his head, the nipple lightly brushing his face as Michelle raised herself to a plank position. The other humongous tit was above Lina, who glanced over at him expectantly.
“One!” Michelle said, lowering herself. Mike held his breath as the colossal weight of her breast pushed down on him. His head and upper torso were entirely covered by the massive mammary, and Mike was quietly thankful for the strengthening effect of the formula.
He tried his best to kiss and lick the enormous nipple as it pushed against his face. The tip of his dick dragged along the underside of her tit, while the base of it and his balls were making contact with Michelle’s stomach. He was pinned down by his giant girlfriend, his entire world nothing but soft, fragrant skin. It was the most erotic sensation of his entire life; nothing had come close to feeling this good. He was seeing fireworks in front of his eyes as his mind was getting overloaded by the pleasure and the concept of what was happening.
Michelle raised herself up again. Mike gasped for air, and brought his arms up to brace for the next one, and to touch those magnificent globes.
“No hands!” Michelle admonished, feeling what he was doing. “Touch each other, not me!”
Flat on his back, Mike couldn’t really reach Lina’s tits. What he could do, however, was use the hand closest to her to reach over her leg, and touch her pussy. Lina shuddered and moaned as he rubbed her clit, and she repaid him by putting her own hand on the base of his colossal dick and started to stroke it.
“Two!” Michelle called, and lowered herself again. Once more his world was replaced with tits. The combination of Lina’s soft hand rubbing his huge cock and his goddess girlfriend resting her giant tits on top of him was almost too much. He knew he was going to come soon.
Michelle, seeing his face as she rose up again, encouraged him. “Don’t hold it back, baby. Show me what that monster’s got.”
Mike was lost in pleasure, not really hearing her. He was only barely aware enough to notice that as she came up, her tits didn’t quite seem to lift off him as much as they had the first time.
She was growing, he realised! She was growing her tits even bigger with him underneath them!
“Three!” She called. She didn’t bend her arms all the way this time, instead letting the growth do the work. The growing nipple and endless soft skin of her tit slowly overtook Mike, and as Lina switched to fondling his balls, and Mike couldn’t hold on any longer.
He came impossibly hard, and his mind dissolved into incoherency. A huge spurt of cum jetted out of his enormous cock, covering the bottom of Michelle’s tit and raining down on his own chest. He managed to roll on his side a little as Michelle lifted off of him to see the spectacle, so the next spurt erupted in her cleavage, and dripped down onto Lina, who looked at the massive ejaculations with hunger and disbelief.
Michelle pushed herself back and took the massive member into her mouth, licking the head as he shot another load. She tried to gulp it down, but it was too much too fast. Another spurt and she couldn’t handle it anymore, even with her giantess-sized mouth, and she let go, coughing. Lina saw her chance and sat up, taking his giant tool from Michelle and pointing it at herself. His last spurt covered Lina’s upper torso, huge globs of white goo spattering against the dark skin of her tits and face.
Mike was convulsing on the cushion before he finally went limp. Michelle looked at him, suddenly concerned. “Mike? Are you okay?”
Mike groaned and gave a weak thumbs-up. “Just give me a minute,” his voice croaked.
Lina fondled her own tits and was rubbing his spunk all over her as Mike managed to lift his head to look at the two of them. “I was expecting a lot,” she moaned sexily. “But that was magnificent!” She put her cum-soaked fingers in her mouth and licked them hungrily.
Mike sat up, still shaking from the most powerful orgasm any human man had ever experienced. He noticed his dick was even bigger; he’d grown a few centimetres without even noticing as he was coming.
“Got any more where that came from?” His huge girlfriend asked greedily, wiping the cum off her own massive chest.
“I… I think so,” Mike said, much to his own surprise. The horniness hadn’t abated one bit, and he could already feel his huge balls churning, preparing their next load.
Michelle directed Lina to lay back down, and Mike to get up. She leaned back down over the gorgeous African woman, covering her again with her now even bigger tits. This time, she stayed on her hands and knees. She looked over at Mike expectantly, and he knew what to do.
He looked at her giant ass sticking up, and realised the colossal task in front of him. He dragged one of the deck chairs between her legs and stood on it, giving him just enough of a height boost.
“Do it,” Michelle begged, her voice hot enough to melt steel.
He positioned his cock in front of her entrance. He could feel her heat on his head, and readied himself. He pushed forward, and his dick slid into her sopping wet but surprisingly tight cunt.
Pleasure threatened to overwhelm him again. Never before had he had so much cock surrounded by so much soft, moist warmth. But he kept pushing, actually having to walk forward on the deck chair to insert himself into her.
He didn’t make it. He still couldn’t insert all of himself into his giant girlfriend’s pussy. Only about two thirds of it was in, and Michelle’s reaction told him it wasn’t comfortable for her if he tried to push further.
“Not good enough,” Michelle groaned. “I want it all.”
Mike knew what that meant, and he braced himself. Michelle started growing again. The giant ass in front of him got even bigger, and slowly he could push more and more of his huge member into her throbbing pussy. She had to bend her knees a bit so he could still reach. He felt her muscles contract around his cock as she came again from the sensation of growing with her boyfriend’s humongous dick inside of her.
Finally, her huge ass pressed against his stomach, and he was all the way in. She stopped growing. He bent forward, leaning on her ass, just enjoying the feel of finally being entirely inside of her, her vaginal muscles still twitching against his cock.
She pushed up her ass, lifting him off his feet. He was suspended in the air, on top of a giant, amazingly soft ass, held up by his dick. It was an absurd situation, but it turned him on even more just thinking about how insanely huge his girlfriend was now. Her tits were big enough that he could see them easily from behind her, sticking out to the side as they rested on the floor. Lina was underneath them somewhere, presumably licking the nipples and massaging the massive expanses of flesh, and that thought aroused him even further.
Michelle lowered her ass to put him back down on the deck chair, and after steadying himself, he moved himself back a bit, then forward. Michelle moaned loudly as he did it again. He couldn’t nearly move himself all the way out, but he was managing at least some kind of rhythm.
“Harder,” Michelle moaned with lust. He pulled back again, and slammed back in as hard as he could. He was rewarded by an even louder moan.
She began to move against him, moving forward as he moved back, and back as he moved forward, allowing for longer, harder strokes. He quickened his pace, holding on to the humongous ass, and they soon found a rhythm they could both maintain. It wasn’t long before he felt Michelle’s pussy convulse again in yet another orgasm. His own dick seemed on fire, the pleasure was so intense.
The pressure surrounding his dick lessened a little, and he realised she was growing again, probably involuntarily this time; the sounds she was making had left any semblance of meaning behind. Determined to give her—and himself—all the pleasure he could give he focused on lengthening his cock again. He was so horny, and the desire so great, that it was easy this time.
He felt his giant cock get bigger, growing along with his girlfriend. He saw her tits grow underneath her, and he could only imagine what it would feel like for Lina, who would be entirely overwhelmed by the huge bust on top of her. He felt Michelle’s ass expand against his stomach as it slapped against him again and again.
Her ass rose higher from the growth, and it became hard for him to thrust into her. She compensated by coming down lower with each stroke, and he fell down on his back, lying flat on the deck chair.
His growing girlfriend, by now approaching three times his height, sat up straight on her knees and slammed her hips up and down his cock. Fortunately, her own legs were catching most of the weight, as he was pretty sure no amount of strengthening formulas would’ve made that something he could survive.
Lina, freed from her tit-prison, got up and watched the mesmerizing display as the enormous tits, almost as big as Michelle’s torso, bounced obscenely with her movements. They hit Michelle in the chin as they came up, and slammed onto her legs coming back down. She used her hands to try and contain their movements, but by now there was too much tit for her to hold.
Lina tried to get close to those beautiful boobs again, unwilling to just be a spectator, but the movement made it a dangerous affair. Michelle, only aware of it because she was missing the sensation of the stunning dark girl’s ministrations, slowed her movement just enough so she could pick her up with both hands and deposit her on top of a giant, still growing tit.
Taking a leaf from Mary and Kimiko’s playbook, she positioned Lina such that her pussy was rubbing against her hugely sensitive nipple. Lina clung to the huge growing tit and Michelle’s shoulder, hanging on for dear life as she bounced up and down, the large nipple pushing against her clit, making her come.
Mike grunted as the still growing Michelle continued pounding on him. He and the chair bounced a bit every time she came down, though as her legs got bigger fortunately the weight on him actually got less. Frankly, he was beginning to worry about the structural integrity of the building; while seeing a girl destroy a building with her sheer size would be amazingly sexy, most of his fantasies around that topic usually didn’t involve him being on top of that building, and underneath the giantess. Not to mention any people on the lower floors, he didn’t wish to see them hurt.
Or, he would’ve been thinking all that if his mind wasn’t in complete white-out from sensory overload from a growing dick inside a growing pussy. As Michelle came yet again her growth finally began to slow down, but his dick did not, making the huge pussy feel even tighter as it contracted around him.
That was too much. With a final grunt, he came again, releasing another huge load of cum, this time into his girlfriend’s quivering cunt. Michelle’s own orgasm intensified as she felt the hot stream inside her, filling her up completely and spilling out of her pussy. Lina, happy—though at the same time, disappointed—the mad ride was finally over, came again on Michelle’s nipple. The three of them screamed and moaned and grunted together as they came.
The strength left Michelle’s legs, and she toppled over sideways, taking Mike and Lina with her. They crashed down onto the deck, and she cradled Lina to her huge chest, each tit easily bigger than the entire other girl. Mike hugged himself against her ass, his dick still hard inside her as his cum dripped out of her pussy, and the three of them lay there in orgasmic bliss. He didn’t quite know if Michelle was as tall as Rose or Maaya yet, but he didn’t care. This was his goddess, and he would love her until the world ended.
None of them noticed as something was dropped from the roof onto the deck. Mike, Michelle and Lina didn’t notice it in their afterglow. Kimiko, Dylan and Mary were still going at it, so they didn’t see it. Rose and Sayoko were trying to figure out how much of Sayoko’s arms could fit inside Maaya’s pussy, so they weren’t aware of it either.
A small canister fell onto the deck, and rolled over towards the group as they were oblivious due to their sexual heat. They didn’t see it, nor did they hear the hissing when it began spreading its colourless, odourless contents.
They didn’t notice anything, and they all passed out.
“Looks clear,” said a man in a mask, coming out from the apartment onto the deck.
“Just in time too,” said a second man. “Even the Conglomerate wouldn’t be able to keep the police away from this amount of commotion forever.”
“Are they okay?” A woman asked. “That sleeping gas was strong enough to take out a herd of elephants.”
“Are you kidding?” the first man said incredulously. “Have you seen the size of them?”
He looked over the collapsed bodies on the deck, and started reading the data he had on them with his retinal implants. “Subject one: Michelle Meyer. Measurements indicate six metres, three centimetres tall. Subject two: Mike Conrad. Normal height at one metre ninety-five, substantial penis growth. No bio-chip measurements for penis size.”
He looked over to the other side of the deck. “Subject three: Kimiko Nakamura. Slightly more than normal height at one metre sixty-eight, but chest protruding at least five metres,” he guessed. “No accurate data from bio-chip for a chest of this size.”
Then towards Rose and Maaya. “Subject four: Rose Silva. Bio-chip indicates six metres, seventy-eight centimetres. Subject five: Maaya Chung. Eight metres, twenty-four centimetres.”
The cold figures didn’t do them justice. They didn’t capture their sizeable chests, Michelle the biggest after Kimiko—who had her beaten by a long shot—followed by Rose and Maaya. They didn’t come close to describing their beauty. But it was all the masked group cared about.
“All subjects appear healthy; same for the collateral,” the first man added, taking bio-chip readings from Professor Tamura, Lina, Mary O’Shea and Dylan to ensure they were unharmed.
“We’re going to need a freight copter to get them out of here,” the second man sighed, looking at the gigantic girls.
“That won’t be a problem; Dr Bassir is footing the bill. You know his orders: bring the subjects to a secure location. Leave the others.”
Author’s note: well, I said I hoped it wouldn’t take me another year to write this part, and instead it took me four years! I hope we’ve all learned never to trust me again. Kidding aside, I finally decided to come back and finish this series. I’m not going to make any promises about when the next—and final—part comes out (that didn’t work so well last time), but at least it should be sometime before it’s actually the twenty-third century. I hope you enjoyed this story!
Copyright © Dilandau 2016. Please do not distribute without my consent.