Laura’s body continued to swell and stretch higher and higher into the sky. I watched in awe as her heel grew into the back bumper of a car parked in the driveway across the street, and her expansion actually began pushing the car up the driveway. The garage door was only a momentary obstacle, as Laura’s relentlessly growing foot forced the car through the door with a bang.
The demise of the garage door brought the growing, sobbing girl’s attention back down to her feet. “OH, GOD! I’M CAUSING EVEN MORE DAMAGE!” Laura wailed. She stepped forward slightly, moving her heel away from the car, to stand back in the middle of the street. It was a slight movement to the giant girl, but it utterly destroyed the road, as deep cracks radiated out from her feet and each small movement heaved up thick slabs of asphalt. And even with the adjustment, Laura’s feet by now overflowed the road by a large margin. I actually had to step back to maintain a safe distance from her swelling toes, now crushing the front garden.
I looked up. And up. And up. Laura was still sobbing uncontrollably, and her face was contorted into an expression of misery and despair; she had to be more than 200 feet tall by now.
Suddenly and without warning, Laura dropped to her knees with a thunderous boom. I went flying as the ground heaved from the impact, and got buried by an avalanche of snow that was shaken from the tree in the yard.
After I dug myself out, I realized how lucky I had been. Laura hadn’t been paying attention to what was under her when she dropped. I was standing between her legs, the top of her thighs more than 20 feet above my head as they rested on her calves. If either Laura or I had been standing a little to the left or the right, or if Laura had kept her knees together a little more, I would be little more bloodstain.
“Oh, god…” I breathed, as the reality of the situation sank in. I had almost died. I started hyperventilating. Laura might not quite be the monster she feared she was, but she could still do a tremendous amount of damage even if only by accident. The car from earlier had been proof of enough of that, and my close call only reinforced it. I had to get the remote back from that bitch scout!
Laura, meanwhile, was still growing. In front of me, her knees were growing through the wall of our house. I turned around and was confronted by a vag bigger than I was. “Oh, god… this is nuts…” I was close to panicking again. I started giggling hysterically at an absurd thought. I don’t envy her boyfriend! He’ll need scuba gear!
I looked around, still giggling madly. I had to get out of here, out from this prison bounded by Laura’s legs on two sides, her crotch on another, and my house and on the remainder. There was no way I could climb the smooth, dark skin of her calves and thighs. Maybe if she hadn’t shaved her legs so recently, I thought, then broke down into hysterics again. “I can always climb her pubes!” I said between the giggles, then started laughing even harder at the absurd thought.
A crash brought me out of my fit and back to reality. Laura’s knees were continuing to wreak havoc on the front wall of my family’s house. And then I saw the front door, closed and undamaged, right between Laura’s knees. I had had a way out the entire time. Tina, you dumbass, I scolded myself. Think before you panic.
I bolted for the door and rushed into the house. The front wall was still collapsing around Laura’s knees as I made my way through the house. I exited into the back yard and came around to the front, outside Laura’s legs. The young giantess was still kneeling, sobbing pitifully into her hands, but she seemed to have stopped growing. Even on her knees, Laura’s navel was higher than the roof of any house on the block. The house across the street had been completely demolished as her feet had grown through it, while my own home was breaking up around and under a veritable avalanche of thick, brown-skinned thighs.
“Shit...” I muttered, then spied a set of boot tracks leading away through the snow. They had to belong to the other scout.
Casting one last glance at the titanic teenager behind me, I started following the tracks. Soon…
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