This choice: Several days later and her height has already surpassed yours. • Go Back...Chapter #9Several days later and her height has already s... by: Wassel   Not that it took long for this to happen. As, once you'd returned home and revealed all of this to her parents (who were obviously just as freaked out as you), not even a day had passed and Allison had already matched you in height. Hitting 6 feet the day after that and out-sizing you by a full 2 inches. This, along with everything the doctors had told her and the fact that she had no idea when this miraculous growth spurt was going to end, being the reason that her mom and dad decided to pull her from school. Until they could at least figure something out.
You meanwhile were still forced to attend. And, on both Allison and her parents urging, promised to keep what was happening with her a total secret. Sticking to the rather pedestrian story that she simply had the flue. Which wasn't an easy lie to keep up. Especially given how worried you were. Your lessons appearing to drag even more than they usually did. Between this and Mr. and Mrs. Lowry's decision to take her back to the hospital for further tests, and to hear what the two doctors had to say about Project GARGANTUA for themselves, you didn't get to see her for three whole days. Not until Wednesday evening, after school had finished and you finally got the chance. Discovering, after hurrying over there on your bike, that she was even taller than the last time you'd seen her. Having a full 6 inches on you now. Which meant having to look up to meet her gaze. Which, before any of this had started, was what she'd always had to when looking at you. Your positions having now reversed. This completely altering your dynamic and left you speechless as you stood there staring up at her in her extremely ill fitting clothing. Being so much more stretched around her steadily expanding form. Allison not only gaining height but body mass as well. Her once cute little B cup boobs having definitely gotten a lot bigger. By two cup sizes at least. All of which added to your sense of shock. Your girlfriend being a busty Adonis indeed.
"...Wow! ...Allison. ...I... I know you said you'd grown but... but... Wow! This is crazy!" Her telling you this over the phone being a lot different from actually seeing it in person. A LOT different.
Which your girlfriend was clearly all too aware of. Looking rather despondent as she replied, "I know. I really am turning into a freak. Not even Janet MaCurdy is this tall." Who, up until now, was the tallest girl in school. Standing at 6' 2". "I'm taller even than Randall!"
Shit, she's right! Your lanky best friend normally towering over her. Though not anymore.
"I just keep getting bigger and bigger every day," she continued. Turning away then as if in embarrassment and shame. Her voice trembling. "And the doctors still have no idea when or if it's going to stop. It's a nightmare!" Being virtually on the edge of tears.
Which, despite your shock (as well as amazement) at seeing such a dramatic change, you immediately jumped into comforting boyfriend mode. Assuring her, in regards to her earlier comment, that, "Ali, you're not a freak. No way. You're just... You're just a little taller than most other girls, that's all. And... And I'm sure it'll stop soon. It has to." After all, how much bigger could she really get?
It appeared a lot. As, after trying to console her as best as you could and assuage her worries about being seen as some sort of oddity, this growth continued unabated over the next several days. Gaining another 2 inches, then another. Until on the Saturday, a full week since you’d first visited the doctors, she now stood at a whopping 6’ 10”. A full foot taller than you were. The top of your head only coming up to her neck. Which to be honest, was really starting to freak you out. Allison simply being HUGE! So much so that there was absolutely zero chance now of her fitting into any of her own clothing. Her parents having had to pick stuff up at a specialty ‘tall person’ store. Which she was not overly happy about. Her cute, feminine outfits being completely replaced by enormous tent like t-shirts and sweatpants. While even her mother’s bras no longer fit. Having outgrown her much larger bust size along with everything else.
Not that anyone was likely to see her in this ensemble. What with Allison having barely ventured out of her bedroom since this started. And she definitely, under no circumstances, left the house. In an effort not to be seen by anyone. Even avoiding going anywhere near the windows just to be safe.
And, while this was all going on and their daughter was hiding away, Mr. and Mrs. Lowry were busy debating what exactly was going to happen to her going forward. Having managed to keep her off school for an entire week with the whole flu story, but this could only last for so long. Not being able to keep this going indefinitely. Which the two doctors also agreed with. The NDA that the two of you had signed after the accident had first happened now being pretty much null and void. Partially at least. With Kerry explaining that, while the top secret nature of Project GARGANTUAN had to be preserved, he and his colleague should be able to come up with an alternative, quasi-scientific reason for Allison's change. Such as a growth disorder or a genetic anomaly. Something that would explain away what was happening to her and also keep the Military away. Which they theorized that, if the growth came to a stop soon, would appear entirely plausible. As women over 7 feet did indeed exist. It was just extremely rare. The tallest woman ever to live in fact being 8' 1". Though she did die at the age of 17.
Naturally Allison wasn't happy about any of these ideas. Still fearing that she'd be looked at like a freak show if anyone were to catch a glimpse. An oddity to be ridiculed and laughed at. Which it was getting extremely difficult to argue with. Kind of feeling this way about her yourself. Not that she was to be laughed at of course. But the fact that she towered over you like a professional basketball played was intimidating to say the least. In a way that only the asshole bullies at school had ever done before. An even they were nowhere near this tall. Not to mention that, along with the increased height and added mass to her chest, she was also developing a lot more muscle. Due in no small part to all of the excess bulk. Her body's way of helping her to hold up her massive form. Not that she was super shredded or anything like that. But there was an obvious definition beneath her clothes that certainly hadn't been there before. Catching little glimpses here and there of her abdominal muscles when her shirt rode up. Or her biceps and triceps when her arms flexed. Transforming her once relatively normal, yet healthy and athletic physique into that of a gym bunny or fitness enthusiast. And all without even one single trip to the gym.
"What the hell am I gonna do, Tim?" she turned and asked you. The both of you being sat talking on her bed. Which she now took up so much more space on than you did. “I can’t go back to school looking like this. I’ll be a laughing stock. Brandi, Lana, Lisa and all the rest, they’re gonna kick me off the team for sure!” Your girlfriend referring of course to the cheerleading squad. "I mean how can I possibly perform routines when I’m like a foot and a half taller than everyone else?"
With great difficulty you imagined.
"And Shawna isn’t going to want to be my friend either. Not now that I'm some kind of monster!"
"You’re not a monster, Ali. I keep telling you that." Despite how unsettling it was to watch her grow. Still, on the inside at least, being the very same Allison that you loved. "And… And Shawna’s not just gonna stop being friends with you just because of this.” Her best friend being shallow, yes, but even she wasn't THAT shallow. At least I hope she isn't.
"And as for the cheerleading squad… Fuck those guys if they don’t want you on the team!" Which, knowing how bitchy and judgemental as some of them could be, you imagined they wouldn’t. As much as you wished you could tell her otherwise. "You’re so much more awesome than any of them could ever be. So it would be their fucking loss." Saying this not only for her benefit but for yours. Seeing how, in reality, you were just as worried about all this as she was. Well aware of how cruel high schoolers could be. Never mind everyone else that she'd no doubt come into contact with on a daily basis. On the street, at the mall, on public transport. Her affliction making it pretty much impossible to blend into the crowd.
And while this didn't exactly make her feel any better about the prospect, she did appreciate you trying. As well as the fact that you were actually still here. By her side though all of this. Shooting you a little smile as she took your smaller hand in hers and thanked you.
"Thanks, Tim. Thanks for sticking by me through all of this and not bailing. I know millions of other guys that wouldn't."
Your response to which was of course, "What? No. Of course I'm not gonna go anywhere." Looking up into her beautiful blue eyes. Assuring her, "You're my girlfriend and I love you, no matter what size you are." Which you really did mean.
"I love you too," she said. Bringing her large body even closer and pressing it against your own. "And I really don't know what I've done to deserve a boyfriend like you."
"What YOU did?!" you laughed. "Hey, I'm the lucky one here!" Not being able to help but sneak a glance at her impressive chest that was bulging out of her t-shirt. Imagining that she had to be at least a triple D, if not more. Which in itself was insane.
"Well... Lets see if you still think that when my heads hitting off the ceiling," she giggled. Engaging, for the first time for a long time, in a little joke.
Smiling right back at her, as her face moved ever closer, "Just means more of you to love." The two of you bringing your lips together and having your first kiss in what had to be a week. A kiss that felt a lot different from any other time, due to you being the one now who had to kiss upwards. Your roles having been well and truly reversed.
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