A peculiar and yet familiar sustained rumbling sound seemed to fill the entire world as the sun rose over Lisa Little's body. The seventy five mile tall five year old was an anomaly in perhaps the purest sense possible, and becoming even more of an anomaly with every passing day. Her lightning-quick growth rates had propelled her beyond natural human size mere days after she was born, and she grew more and more with every passing day. The rumbling everyone could hear was in fact the noise of her body relentlessly growing.
Lisa was smart for her age. As if her vast body boosted her brain power with every daily growth spurt. And yet, she remained the same happy, giggly little(ish) girl she had always been. If she laid on her back, she was big enough to reach London if her heels were positioned on England's south coast - which was what she was currently doing. Her giggles filled the air across Europe, and all anyone could see in the United Kingdom's capital was an utterly immense wall of brown hair creeping steadily towards them. To Lisa, growing bigger and bigger was the best thing ever!
And, naturally, any child would want more and more of what they considered to be the best thing ever - and more and more Lisa got, as her body spurted and surged larger, day after day after day. It was because of this that Lisa was often treated as a stick with which to beat rivals, as despite her huge size, her nutritional requirements never seemed to increase - if they did, she'd be out-eating the rest of the world put together. This, coupled with her five year old level of maturity, meant that she was rather easy to control - and easy to harbour, save her ever-escalating size.
But Lisa didn't care about this. She just wanted more - more and more growth. Despite this, she was a kind and sweet child, looking out for any ways she could help anyone. There weren't many, but it was the thought that counted. Blue eyes eternally sparkling, Lisa's infectiously joyful personality had effects on almost anyone who knew her - and that was a lot of people.
Heavy heels pushing out into the English Channel, and her head threatening to grow clear into and through London, Lisa giggled. This was what she wanted. Growth. And with each day, more growth - and more, and more, and more...
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