Josephine watches the attractive brunette walk to her, feeling a bit... small next to her. As they walk to the growth lab, Josephine gets the courage to ask, "So what's your name? And might I ask how it is you've managed to get in to this establishment?"
The girl's answers surprises Josephine even more. "My name is Angie Marsh, Josephine. I know I look pretty impressive now, but I wasn't always. Thank god for medical science being what it is these days, or I'd still be barely 5 feet tall and flat as a board! My girlfriend Lucy and I saved up as much as we could so I could afford to come in. We're hoping I can use my new giant size to get some higher paying jobs so Lucy can enter in the program too."
"Wait, girlfriend? You don't seriously mean that-"
"We're a bonafide lesbian couple? Oh I'm dead serious, ma'am. If we're lucky, we'll be a bonafide lesbian giantess couple." Angie says honestly, "Now, you were leading me to where they make us grow big to give the class a proper example?"
"Yes, of course. We're almost there." Josephine replies as she picks her proverbial jaw off the floor. In the original reality, it was long rumored that the resident Goth girl, Lucy Macmillan, was a lesbian. The social outcast never really eyed any boys as far as anyone could say, but more than a few girls had caught her ogling their exposed breasts as they changed for PE when she didn't think anyone was looking. She was probably the person who even cared enough to know the most about her best friend Angie, as even the teachers sometimes forgot about her. Josephine certainly did when she was Josh.
But here, Angie's enhanced herself into a figure few can possibly ignore and openly says she and Lucy are a couple. Josephine's mind recalls that society in this age is far more open about such things. Being different is the new norm and socially accepted. Esmeralda and Sapphira are also good examples of this with their catlike features, though she doesn't care to imagine what it feels like to have human ears shift upward and morph into cat ears.
Eventually, the two reach a massive door, looking like it would be at home at a bank vault. "This must be made of solid steel..." Josephine mutters in awe.
"Vibranium, actually. Apparently someone a couple centuries ago managed to synthesize a metal as light as aluminum but stronger than titanium and was inspired to name it after the fictional metal from the Marvel comics centuries prior." Angie explains, "It's what you use when you want to protect something incredibly important... or dangerous."
"O-of course. The growth lab is beyond this door. We can't allow the wrong people to get a hold of the equipment within, since this is the only place in the world anyone can grow beyond the legal 50 foot limit without the satellite network immediately alerting the authorities." Josephine says as she submits to a fingerprint and retinal scan, required to open the door.
"Oh? Why's that?"
The authorities employ giants of their own, Angie. We train some students here for the authorities, and they're allowed to temporarily match the quarry's size in order to bring them down." Josephine replies as the door finally swings open. ...well, part of it anyway. She leads Angie inside the dark room. "Right then, I'd say... oh... 10 feet to be a good starting point. Now, will you abuse your new-found size and power? Can I trust you?"
"You can trust me."
Josephine activates a few pieces of complicated looking machinery she somehow knows how to operate, and watches as a beam of light hits Angie square in the chest. The already tall girl moans softly as her frame quickly begins to expand in all directions. Her uniform remains intact, but there's a loud snap within her top that almost causes Josephine to stop the procedure early from the shock. But she resists that urge and the one to masturbate to this incredible sight until the beam shuts down on its own. "Hm, that's convenient..." she mutters.
"Oh wow... Everything looks so much smaller now! I can't wait to get to grow again!" Angie exclaims excitedly before apologizing, "Er, sorry about the noise earlier, Josephine... I forgot to switch bras before class began."
"It's fine, so long as you're unharmed. Now then, let's return to class." Josephine says, and the two take their leave after she shuts everything down fully and making sure she still has her tablet that's the current form of the Dictaphone.
She suspects the trip back is almost agonizingly slow for Angie, considering her new, much longer legs. Regardless, she hears not a peep from her until they're faced with the door to the classroom, at which point Josephine asks her to wait outside for a moment. "Alright, class, this is a good example of what we're learning for the next few years! Angie, would you kindly come in please?"
The class looks at the even larger Angie with awe as she comes in. Some of the girls, especially Esmeralda and Sapphira, have looks of lust upon their faces. Vanessa wears a look of utter contempt, if only for a moment. "If you do well enough in my class, you may have the opportunity to be grown permanently bigger for when the course is over. Fail my course, and you'll be restored to the size you were on this first day." Josephine explains, "We-"
Suddenly, the door bursts open as a voice says, "I... I'm sorry I'm so late, teacher... I had no idea this place would be so huge. I haven't missed anything important, I hope?" Everyone's attention turns to the newcomer, and she responds, "...What?"
Josephine looks over the newcomer, having never seen anything like her. Esmeralda and Sapphira may have a few catlike features to them, but this girl is like a 5'7" bat/human hybrid, and reasonably shapely as well with D-cup breasts contained within the school uniform. "Who are you? What are you? I'm Angie, the class representative." Angie says, apparently taking her appointed role seriously and still trying to be respectful.
"You're the class rep? Well I didn't vote for you... obviously. I'm an anthro, at least that's what they call us. I was a normal bat until some eggheads decided to blend human traits into me for reasons I can't even remember. My name is Mizuru Narumi, but just Mizuru is fine." Mizuru replies, smiling.
"You sleep in or something, freak-bat? Can't handle being up during the day?" Vanessa asks teasingly.
"Actually, I've been diurnal since I became like this. You can kindly keep your snide remarks to yourself."
"Anyway, as I was saying," Josephine loudly interrupts to refocus the class, "If you do well in my class, you may have the opportunity to grow permanently bigger for when the course is over. Fail, and you'll be restored to the size you were on this first day. We have records of your natural heights, so we know precisely how big you were when you started."
Observing her class, Josephine notes there's now 21 students to teach. She quietly works on what before would have required a recording to replace Vanessa with an older version of her sister Wendy. At 16, the girl would be just slightly smaller than Vanessa, but is actually nice. She also adjusts things for Wendy's friends Brooke and Tamara, but they won't be attending. She utilizes the feature to save that change to invoke later if desired.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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