This choice: shit, what's happened to me, i want james (her current bloke) • Go Back... It was another normal day for Becky. Standing at the corner of the road using her phone checking her messages while waiting for her Uber to pick her up. Most of the texts she received were lecherous texts from creeps inviting her for one night stands. She couldn't help it, having a well-developed body like her comes with bothersome people like these. But Becky was cunning, these people charge a huge sum and mercilessly she exploits them. Just an image of her cleavage alone could get herself $30. She had a very erotic body and she knows it. With boobs bigger than head, so big she has yet to find someone with palms big enough to cup them whole. An ass and thighs thick and juicy, you could flip a penny on it and it would bounce away. Pale and soft skin that compliments her blonde hair and hazel eyes. She knew better that she was the ultimate sex toy for any man.
All of a sudden, she felt a tingle all over her skin like a brush of a feather. The unusual and unsettling feeling was starting to worry her. Looking around, she could see a guy quickly hiding his phone after taking a snap of her on her left. She quickly glared at the creep but this was normal to happen but they should've paid. In front of her and a couple feet away, she saw a girl with a water gun, fumbling around with it. She looked older than her, probably a college student whose too old to be playing around with it. Once she cleared her surroundings, she looked back at her phone but something was off about it.
The usual grip she had on the phone was off. Her palm could envelope the whole phone like as if it got smaller, but phones can't shrink...With closer inspection on the phone, she noticed it was continually shrinking like a flower reverse blooming back to a pulp. As if it couldn't get weirder, her purse strapped to her right shoulder was also getting smaller and its band tightening her arm. Before it could wrap her arm like a rubber band, she pulled the strap away from her shoulder and let it fall off her. But, as she looked down her purse, her point of view on the pathway she stood seemed to distance itself away from her. Was she tripping on drugs? She never took any her whole life. Then, she felt something brushed the top of her chest, it quickly averted her eyes to her chest thinking a creep was messing with her. What she thought appeared to be far from what she had imagined, the brushing wasn't person but a lamp post and it was slowly moving down her chest. At this point she found out, she was growing.
She was taller than the lamp post with it leveled with her chest. Her height itself was on par with the roof of houses. "This cannot be happening" she thought and she observed her surroundings again. The creep that took her pic and college girl were staring up at her in awe. Their gaze continued to go up and she could tell she was still growing. Then, she felt like something was pulling her top, looking at it she saw the lamp post at the edge of her cleavage pulling it down. Crowds of people were gathering around her, aweing at her cleavage. Everybody thanked the creation of lamp posts that day.
Becky quickly feeling embarrassed from the crowd's gaze, panicked and fumbling with the lamp post. She grabbed it and pushed it away from her, grunting and using all her strength. With all her might, she pushed it away and recoiled her to take a step backward, and at the same time, all the growth potential building up in her body exploded in her.
With a sigh of relief, Becky opened her eyes but surprised at what she saw. Instead of the lamp post she was expecting, she was seeing a bird's eye view of the whole neighbourhood. She could even see the nearby city like as if she was floating on air, except she was still standing so she can't be floating. looking down, she saw tiny dots that appeared to be birds flying near her chest and its size obscuring her from seeing her feet. Leaning her body forward and looking past her chest, she saw her high heels on a wreckage of what seemed like houses. Her high heels bulldozed themselves through buildings and causing cracks to appear on the concrete street.
Becky was experiencing a sudden rush of fear through her skin. The view of her small surroundings was giving her a sense of vertigo, she ducked down and trembled in fear. Becky was afraid of heights.
Even crouching down, she was way taller than her surroundings. "Shit what's happening to me? Someone please help me! Mom? Dad? James? Help me!" she said in panic while looking down at the tiny dots scrambling in panic as well. "No, please don't run away. I need your help!" bringing her hands closer to the crowds and it brushing off a nearby building causing parts of it to fall. Her mere touch itself had caused destruction equal to a wrecking ball. She quickly pulled back her hand causing her balance to be off, she was struggling to gain back her balance. Her legs were wobbling and brought her knees down to the ground, and smashing more buildings and houses in its way. Her hands also brought forward pushing her back to cushion her fall. She was now on all-fours.
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[Molly's POV]
Molly was standing behind Becky's high heels, she was spared from the chaos avoiding zones her feet crashed on. Becky's first words boomed everyone's eardrums, every household ran out in shambles while some stayed and continued to gaze the monolithic teen, and Molly was one of the latter. The giantess now on all fours and it was a sight to behold. She looked up and saw Becky's ass protruding out, the denim skirt she wore did nothing to cover up her ass but complimenting it. Each asscheek looked smooth as silk and tight like a sport model. Between them was her tight thong parting her asscheeks. Now, enlarged to at least a hundred times its size and still covering her modesty.
Molly looked forward and saw two huge mounds of meat dangling from Becky's chest like hot air balloons floating above. If it weren't for her tight top that was compressing and holding her tits from their original shape, her tits would have landed on the buildings and crushing everyone underneath its soft overwhelming flesh. Her tits themselves looked as big as her ass if not, bigger. She probably had a cup size of at least H thought Molly. "Ow that hurt" moaned Becky, that sound alone sounded like a porn actress' voice. Seeing her on all-fours made Molly felt like she was in a porno.
With the size gun still in her hand, Molly smiled at her creation and its destruction to this wretched town she loathed. But this wasn't enough, the city nearby has yet to be touched and its people not punished. Those people deserve to be punished after various times she had been molested in the train and Becky will be their demise. "But will her size be enough?" thought Molly, the army would come to interfere and possibly console her. If she's going to cause destruction to the city, she needs to be big enough to be consoled and see the inhabitants smaller. But Becky might be too big and cause her to be crushed along with the others unknowingly. It was time for Molly to decide on her next course of action.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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