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Personal Growth By Rapscalion

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PERSONAL GROWTH

By Rapscalion

 

 

"Look who left her locker open!" Sara shouted.

 

Several of the girls in the locker room came over to look. "Mega?" Allison asked. This intrigued them, but none more than Allison. The locker belonged to Meg Palmer, a freshman girl who was widely known as "Mega" because of her impressive size. She was a beautiful dark-haired girl who stood 5'11", but it was her big breasts that probably bothered the other girls more.

 

Allison was fairly obsessed with Mega. She was so tall, so busty, so beautiful. Allison was only 5'2", and almost totally flat-chested. That Mega was in the ninth grade while Allison was in the eleventh seemed like an insult. She resented that Mega was dating Mike Tanner -- not the quarterback, not the bully, but a nice, intelligent guy that Allison had had a crush on for two years. And perhaps most of all, Allison hated Mega for being so damned nice to her. She never flaunted her big boobs. She sat down to talk so that the shorter girls weren't intimidated by her height. Allison wanted to justify her hatred, but Mega wouldn't let her.

 

Right now, Mega was swimming. Allison knew that. Which meant that the item that most intrigued her had to be in that open locker. She looked in and took it out -- Mega's bra.

 

"Look at the size of that thing," one of the girls remarked. "Put it back," Allison's friend Jenny said. Jenny and Allison were best friends, and along with their friend Sara made up what the guys called "The Titless Trio." "Put it back," Jenny repeated, "before Mega comes back."

 

But Allison was too obsessed. She checked the size. "40DD!" she exclaimed. The other girls were in awe.

 

Allison looked around. Then she put Mega's bra on, over her shirt. "What are you doing?" Jenny demanded. Allison was amazed. The empty cups of the bra hung way out from her flat chest. Allison couldn't imagine being big enough to fill them. She fantasized about having the sort of breasts that would push so far out, that would create incredible cleavage between her two big boobs. She stuck her fantasy chest out and spun around.

 

There, standing before her, was Mega. She was so tall that Allison was staring right at the cleavage she was dreaming about, Mega's big big breasts outlined perfectly in her clingy, wet bathing suit. Allison looked up. Mega seemed a little embarrassed and a little confused. Allison was mortified. If she didn't hate Mega enough before, she certainly did now.

 

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Allison had read on the Internet about the effects of bovine growth hormone on a woman's breasts. The thought excited her, but she always dismissed it quickly. She didn't really believe the reports that it could make breasts grow, just because some horny geek with computer access said it did.

 

She'd dismissed the idea completely by the time the family went up to her Uncle Mike's place. Mike had divorced two years before, but had kept up the annual Thanksgiving dinner. He owned a dairy farm upstate, and had two daughters, Danielle (15) and Cindy (13). And, much to Allison's chagrin, they were both stacked. It amazed and frustrated Allison how big Cindy's had gotten in just a year. All during dinner, those four big breasts bounced by her face, seeming to taunt her.

 

And then Allison made the connection that only an obsessed teenager could -- it was that cow hormone! The girls were taking it! How else could Danielle and Cindy be so chesty, while she was so flat?

 

And so that night, at 3AM, Allison snuck out and searched the grounds for any sign of the stuff. The sun was just creeping up when she found something in one of the barns. There were several vials with the word "somatotropin" plus a lot of other words she didn't know, with the explicit instructions, "not for human consumption." This had to be the stuff.

 

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Allison called the Titless Trio to her place just after New Year's. "I baked some brownies," she said.

 

"We came all the way over here for brownies?" Jenny asked.

 

"These brownies," Allison added, "have a secret ingredient." She explained the whole story. Jenny and Sara were skeptical, with Jenny refusing for quite some time to even consider it. But finally, Allison's enthusiasm won them over. What could it hurt to try? "How much do we have to eat?" Sara asked.

 

"I don't know," Allison answered. "The cows get it once a week. How about a brownie every Friday?" And with that, they each ate one. If nothing else, they tasted damn good.

 

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At the end of February, they all felt a bit foolish. They'd abandoned their Friday ritual a couple of weeks before, and were embarrassed that they'd ever believed that brownies could ever do anything but maybe make them fat.

 

And then, one Sunday morning, Allison got a call from Jenny. "You'll never believe this!" Jenny said excitedly. "All last night, my chest was itching. It was driving me crazy! And then this morning, in the shower, I looked and I realized, my boobs are growing! Not a lot, I mean, they're small. But they're bigger than before!"

 

Within two weeks, Sara was reporting the same thing. Meanwhile, Jenny's were still growing. Allison was in agony -- she was still as flat as ever. In utter frustration, she ran home, grabbed the remaining tray of brownies out of the fridge, and pigged out, downing an entire tray in just a few minutes. That night, she felt quite sick.

 

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A few weeks later, Sara and Jenny were delighted with the results. They were still small, but they were making remarkable progress. Allison hated them. So the two girls showed up early on Saturday to try to patch things up. Allison came down to see them, groggy from oversleeping. Jenny looked at Sara. "Do you see what I see?"

 

Allison realized the date. "April fool, eh? Very funny." But her friends insisted, and Allison looked up at the mirror. To her utter amazement, she had sprouted! Her breasts were small, of course, but they were definitely there. This called for a celebration! To the mall!

 

Allison ran upstairs to change. Her pants had shrunk in the wash, but she managed to squeeze into them. She bounded downstairs and exclaimed "Let's go to Victoria's Secret! I want to pick out what I'm going to get when they're huge!"

 

But their first stop at the mall was the Gap. Jenny needed some new jeans. "Look how short these ones look," she said. "Of all things, I've grown!" At 5'8", Jenny was easily the tallest of the three, and was quite content at that height.

 

Sara gasped. "I thought my clothes had been shrinking!"

 

This struck a nerve with Allison. They all looked at each other. "You don't suppose...?"

 

They measured themselves at the Gap. Jenny had grown a half inch. Sara, at 5'4", was close to an inch taller. Allison's growth wasn't measurable, but her pants indicated she'd gotten bigger, too.

 

"Okay," Allison said over lunch, "so we're growing a little. Is that so terrible? I've always wanted to be taller."

 

"Sure, you have" Jenny replied. "But look at me! If I get any taller, I won't be able to wear heels around the guys!"

 

Sara laughed. "Oh come on, Jen, this is the nineties! Girls can be as tall as guys. They like tall girls! At least college guys do."

 

They all laughed, imagining bigger boobs, longer legs, and college guys.

 

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It was the third of September. The girls had all spent their summers elsewhere, but they'd made a pact to meet this day, the day before school started, to see what had developed over the summer.

 

When Sara saw Jenny, she was astounded. Jenny now stood six feet tall, with big breasts. "36C," Jenny announced proudly. Sara's growth was equally impressive. She stood 5'8", and her chest, she revealed, had swelled to "36D!"

 

But it was Allison who had transformed the most. She'd grown to 5'10", with a spectacular pair of 38D breasts! She grabbed one in each hand. They were certainly more than handfuls.

 

"Wait until they get a load of us!" Allison laughed. The others agreed. They felt too great to even be concerned about growing too big. Jenny liked the sound of "six feet tall," and said it as often as possible.

 

At school, the talk was of nothing else. The three of them owned the school, and were gawked at everywhere they went. It felt great.

 

And then, in the lunchroom, they bumped into Mega. "Hi Jenny, Allison," she said sweetly. Allison looked at her with hatred. She'd grown too! Not as much, of course. But she definitely stood about a half-inch taller than Jenny! Allison seethed.

 

That night, she whipped up another batch of the brownies.

 

"What, are you nuts?!" Sara demanded when Allison told her. "Look at us! We own this school! Jenny's six feet tall! And I don't know about you two, but I'm still growing. It's great, being tall, and voluptuous, and everything. But enough is enough!" Allison was disgusted to learn that Jenny felt the same way. When she got home, she helped herself to a brownie.

 

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Allison's bra felt tight. Actually, all her clothes felt a little tight, but her bra was feeling very tight for two days now. And she'd only bought this one just before school began three weeks before. Abstractly, the thought pleased her. But right now, during English class, it was quite uncomfortable. She shifted around in her seat, trying (without success) to somehow relieve the pressure.

 

Paul Simmons, in the next seat over, was trying (without success) not to stare. Allison became aware of this, and thought it was kind of fun. She had never given much thought to Paul, but now that she looked at him, he was kind of cute. She could see a bulge forming sideways in his pants. She looked at it, then looked back up at Paul and grinned.

 

Suddenly, her bra quietly snapped. Her boobs pushed it uselessly forward, pressing against her shirt. It was quite a relief. She glanced at Paul. He was practically drooling. She couldn't stop grinning.

 

Ten endless minutes later, the bell rang and class ended. As they both stood up, Allison realized that Paul was only about an inch taller than she was. She thought that was perfect. "Sorry about the distration," she told him. "I guess I'm getting bigger than I realized." She looked down at her breasts, implicitly inviting Paul to as well.

 

"N-no problem," Paul stammered.

 

"Good," Allison replied as she "accidentally" brushed her breasts against him. It felt good. She knew at that moment that Paul would be her "first time," and that it would be now. "You want to come back to my place and work on this homework?" she asked him.

 

"I've got another class still" he said.

 

"So do I," she replied. "Let's skip it." Paul nodded and they left.

 

"You've grown a lot lately," Paul said as they walked to her place.

 

"Sure have!" Allison replied happily. "I like me so much better big than I did small, don't you?"

 

They arrived at her place, and she led him to her room. She shut the door behind them. Immediately, she grabbed Paul by the hand, turned around, and kissed him on the lips. He was stunned, but she was forceful, and she wrapped her arms around him as they kissed, pressing her ever bigger breasts against his chest. Then she pulled away. "Let me just get this uncomfortable little bra off," she said as she started to take off her shirt. Paul looked away, by impulse. "Don't you wanna look?" she asked. Paul looked back as Allison stripped off her shirt and removed her now-useless bra. Paul stared at her big, full breasts. They were awesome.

 

Allison ran her hands around them. Then she lay back on her bed. "They're so big and so new, I just love to touch them. Want to try?" Paul didn't have to be asked twice. He got on the bed and grabbed her big breasts. Nobody had ever touched them before, and it felt great. She ran her hands down his shirt and unbuttoned it. Then she unzipped his fly. She had never seen a penis grow erect before, and it made her incredibly hot. She slipped off her skirt and spread her legs. She had heard that the first time was never very good, but if that was the case, Allison thought, the next time would be phenomenal.

 

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By Thanksgiving, Allison stood 6'2" in her bare feet. This put her an inch above Jenny and four over Sara. Allison's parents, naturally, were a bit taken aback by the sudden spurt. At Thanksgiving dinner, Uncle Mike even gave a passing thought -- quickly dismissed -- to his missing growth hormone and Allison's new height.

 

Allison loved being so tall. The length of her legs thrilled her. She could spend hours staring at her long torso, with her heaving breasts at the top. She and Paul fucked with some regularity, and it felt great, but Allison was starting to feel like it was time for a bigger man, befitting her growing stature.

 

But she was also finding herself increasingly tired. She could sleep for sixteen hours at a time, and from time to time, she felt faint. But it wasn't until an intramural basketball game at school that she finally fainted outright.

 

"It's understandable," Dr. Castner told her parents. "Allison's recent growth spurt is beyond anything I've ever seen. She's grown twelve inches taller in less than eight months, and her overall body mass has increased at an even higher rate." Allison found the doctor's lengthy explanation rather tedious, but found it amusing that Dr. Castner was now so small compared to her. It wasn't until he dropped the bombshell that she finally paid attention: for her own good, he highly recommended an extended stay at a hospital in Pennsylvania that specialized in human growth. There, specialists could study the effects of her increasing size and make sure that Allison stayed healthy.

 

The place was filled with kids, both very short and very tall. Allison was the only one older than twelve. Her room was fairly big, and she had all the amenities she needed. Doctors took blood samples and put her on a strict regimen of exercise along with her protein-rich diet. Daily, a nurse measured her in every direction. Allison enjoyed this. She was so big, and growing, and it intimidated the nurses as they recorded her increasing size. Invariably, she'd eventually go too far, shoving her big breasts into a nurse's face or the like, and the next day a new nurse would replace the previous one. None was any match for Allison, who within a few weeks had shot past 6'3".

 

And then, one day, there was a new nurse. A guy named Robert. He was a couple of inches taller than Allison, and gorgeous. "This is more like it!" she said. Robert got straight to business, weighing her, taking down her height, etc. But he stopped short of every measurement and turned to leave.

 

"Aren't you gonna measure my boobs?" she asked.

 

"Not anymore," he replied. "They abandoned that because of the way you treated the women."

 

"But they feel so big today!" Allison protested. She ran her fingers around them, contained in only a T-shirt. Robert was doing his best, but he was not impervious to this. She smiled and approached him as he tried not to look. "C'mon," she said, "I think they're growing even bigger."

 

She brushed her breasts against him. Then she pushed him up against the wall. The exercise was working, she realized. She felt strong. She tilted her head up and bit Robert's lip. He looked away, but she pressed her lips against his and kissed him passionately. She reached one hand around his neck as the other one traveled down to his crotch.

 

Robert could resist no longer. He put his arms around her and pulled her closer so her big chest pressed against him. She slipped her hand into his pants and grabbed his growing cock. She yanked off his pants to free it. It was bigger than Paul's, by at least a couple of inches. She smiled. She slipped out of her sweatpants and pulled Robert down on top of her on the couch. His big cock felt great inside her. They fucked each other's brains out for close to an hour, and would have kept going except that Robert was paged to return to the lab. "Well, nobody can complain you weren't thorough" Allison commented as Robert grabbed the measurements and exited, pulling up his pants as he left.

 

It became a daily ritual. He would measure her, then they would make love on whatever horizontal surface seemed appropriate. Most of the nursing staff was well aware of this, but said nothing because they feared being assigned to Allison.

 

Allison was growing faster now. Within six weeks, she'd shot up two inches and was now as tall as Robert. This only made her more sexually ravenous, and Robert was happy to comply. Their lovemaking sessions were getting longer by the week, sometimes keeping Robert from his job for hours at a time. Allison couldn't get over how small everyone else was starting to seem. They all looked up at her towering figure in awe, envy, and maybe a little fear. She marveled at the strange turn of events. All she'd wanted was a bigger chest... make that, any chest. Now, she had the biggest breasts she'd ever seen, and the longest legs as well. At nights, she wondered when she'd stop growing... or if.

 

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Uncle Mike felt a little silly at the offices of Putdon Industries, the makers of the growth hormone. But the coincidence had been gnawing at him, and he was in the neighborhood. He explained about Allison's sudden growth, and was assured there was no way the hormone could work on humans. Nonetheless, he was asked to wait.

 

Ten minutes later, he was in the office of the president of the company, a short, sixty-ish gentleman named Mr. Kessler. He asked Mike detailed questions about Allison's growth. It seemed to trouble him. He buzzed his secretary. "Send my daughter in," he told her.

 

"The hormone," Mr. Kessler explained, "was specifically designed to work only on cows. Obviously, we want it that way. However, for some time we have known that, under specific circumstances, in rare instances, it can work on humans."

 

Just then, the door opened, and Mike could hardly believe his eyes. A beautiful woman ducked through the door and stood up straight. She had to be at least 6'6", if not taller. She was in her late twenties, with shoulder length blond hair. She wore a tight blue dress that clung to her full breasts and round behind, cut high to reveal her incredible -- and incredibly long -- legs. "You called, Dad?" she asked.

 

Kessler introduced his daughter, Julia, to Mike. Julia shook Mike's hand, and Mike was practically shaking, this gorgeous woman towering above him, smiling graciously. She sat on the couch across from Mike and crossed her fantastic legs. Kessler explained the situation. Julia nodded, then took over.

 

"In case you hadn't guessed, height like this doesn't run in my family. When my brother and I were teenagers, he stole some of Dad's growth hormone, and encouraged me to take it with him. The joke was on him, because he's still barely 5'6", while I shot up to 6'8". We later came to understand that, in humans, the hormone works only on females, and even then only on girls in the late stages of puberty."

 

"That's a pretty big 'only,'" Mike objected.

 

"Too big," Julia replied. "That's why we added the theremine. Essentially, it's a suppressor. It counteracts the effect of the hormone in humans."

 

"Then that still doesn't explain Allison," Mike said. "Unless she could remove that suppressor."

 

"It can't be removed," Julia told him. "It can be neutralized, but only by being heated to over three hundred degrees. But I don't see how she could have known to do that."

 

Mike shrugged. He wanted to say something, anything, just to keep the conversation going with this gorgeous towering woman. Alas, nothing came to mind.

 

Julia showed him to the parking lot. She gave him her card. "Call me if you have any more questions about your niece," she said. Mike put the card in his pocket. "Or," she added, "if you just want to." He looked up at her. Was she saying what he thought she was? She smiled down at him. Mike nodded awkwardly and drove off.

 

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Jenny hit 6'5" before the growth spurt stopped. Whatever awkwardness she felt about her height was offset by her new boyfriend, Jimmy Hughes, the school's 6'8" basketball star. Sara was less picky. Or, more accurately, she decided not to pick. Topping out at 6'2", her incredible body and tremendous breasts meant she could have any guy in the school. She chose instead to have all of them. Not at once, or in a row. But, at a rate of two or more a week, she was sampling the guys with remarkable speed. Her sexual skills soon caught up with her sexual appetite, and the other girls knew that once Sara had set her sights on their guy, their guy was hers... at least for a night.

 

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Robert stood on his tip-toes and checked the measuring tape. "6'9"," he announced. Allison smiled. She'd long since shot past Robert and was beginning to tower above him. She still thought he was really cute -- cute and little. She grabbed his butt, but could feel him pulling away. "What's the matter, little guy?" she asked. "Don't tell me you're tired again."

 

"Tired? Yes, I'm exhausted! I can't keep doing this! Not every day! Your appetite keeps getting bigger and bigger!"

 

"Well yes," Allison said, smiling down at him curiously. "I'm a growing girl."

 

She grabbed him by the shoulders and effortlessly forced him down onto her couch. She ran her fingers down his chest to his crotch. She unzipped his fly. His lips might be saying "no no," but that sentiment had evidently not gotten down south. She pulled down her pants and got on top of him. "That's more like it," she moaned as she straddled him, shutting her eyes as she gyrated above him.

 

Just then, the door opened. It was the head doctor, and Allison's parents. Allison's mother gasped when she saw her now-gigantic daughter fucking a nurse. Her father snapped "Allison!"

 

"Can't you see I'm busy right now?" Allison moaned as she cocked her head back in ecstacy. Robert was powerless to move away under the weight of Allison's body. He was there for a good half hour, as Allison orgasmed repeatedly -- and very loudly -- while her parents waited in the hall, hearing every passionate cry. That night, they checked her out of the clinic and drove her home.

 

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School looked so small to Allison now. The students were all such little creatures, scurrying about below her. The teachers were equally puny. Allison barely fit into the chair-desks, having to stretch her long legs under the seat in front of her so her knees didn't push against the desk bottom.

 

It was ironic, Allison thought, that she happened upon Mega for the first time in the girl's locker room. Ironic... and wonderful. As she was getting dressed, Allison saw Mega enter from swimming. As Mega came near, Allison slowly stood up. Slowly, she loomed huger and huger above her. "So," Allison said, "the tables have turned, haven't they?"

 

Mega looked up at her. "What are you talking about?"

 

"Don't play cute," Allison replied. "Look at me!"

 

Hearing this, Jenny and Sara came around the corner. "Stop it, Allison" Jenny scolded.

 

But Allison didn't listen. She thrust her chest out, heaving her huge breasts against her shirt. Four buttons popped off, exposing her astounding cleavage. Allison pulled her shirt down, releasing her massive breasts. Mega backed up against the lockers. "What are you doing?" she asked.

 

"Giving you a taste of your own medicine," Allison laughed as she cornered Mega. Each of her breasts was almost as big as Mega's head, a fact not lost on either as Allison shoved her breasts into Mega's face.

 

"Allison, don't!" Sara yelled.

 

"I'd like to see you stop me," Allison sneered. "I'm the boss now. And I want little Meg to see what it's like."

 

Allison pushed her breasts against Mega's face, smothering her in cleavage. Mega ducked and ran off, nearly in tears. Allison smiled as she tucked her breasts back into her shirt. Without those buttons, her cleavage would be exposed all day long, and she liked that.

 

The day was really beginning to excite her. The way her breasts rubbed freely against her shirt as everybody in the school stared slack-jawed at her incredible cleavage was getting her increasingly hot. But which of these puny boys could satisfy her ever-growing lusts? She got an idea when she stopped at her locker. Jim, Kyle, and Andy were there, staring at her in disbelief. She smiled down at them. None of them was enough for her... but what about all three? "I need a favor, guys" she purred. "Would the three of you mind coming back to my place?"

 

In her bedroom, she wasted no time. She tore open her shirt and thrust her huge tits into their faces. Then she got on her knees and unzipped Jim's fly. He was erect almost immediately, and nearly as big as Robert. She moved on to Kyle. His was about average, no match for Jim's. Then it was Andy's turn. Andy's cock slowly grew erect, to the size of Jim's and beyond. Allison smiled as Andy's erection grew to its full size -- eleven inches!

 

The other guys were shocked. Allison licked his huge cock, then lay back on the bed. "You go in," she said to Andy. "Jim, you get this one" she said lifting her left breast. And then, lifting her right, she looked at Kyle. "This one's for you, Kyle."

 

Having three men working on her at once was an incredible experience, and after Andy's massive erection had shot its last, Allison let Jim and Kyle in, too. The next day at school, Allison spread the word about Andy's endowment, and he suddenly found himself remarkably popular with the girls.

 

"What do you mean you don't have my size?!" Allison demanded, pounding her big fist on the counter. The sales clerks looked up at her, more than a little intimidated. "The sign says 'Tall Girls Shop,' does it not? Do you not consider me tall?"

 

Allison knew full well they wouldn't have anything to fit her now 6'11" frame. She just got off on watching the little salespeople stare up at her. The store was filled with maybe a half dozen women who were considered "tall," and all of them looked tiny next to her. She liked to let people know what "tall" really was.

 

As she ducked through the front door to leave, another woman chased her out. She was a customer in the store, maybe 6'3" and about twenty years old. "You should meet my brother," she said. "He's huge."

 

"How huge?" Allison asked.

 

"7'7"," the woman replied. "He's eighteen, and all the girls in high school follow him home. But he's too big for them. I can't believe how big you are."

 

"Take me to him," Allison told her, intrigued.

 

The woman -- her name was Joan -- walked Allison to her apartment. Her brother Ken wasn't home yet, but was due any minute. Allison waited. Sure enough, ten minutes later, someone was at the door. Allison could hear the giggling of a couple of teenage girls. The door opened. In ducked Ken. He was gorgeous! And when he stood up, his head was less than six inches from the ceiling! Flanking him were two pretty girls. Each was about 5'8"... not short by any means, except standing next to Ken.

 

Allison's heart was pounding. She stood up to her full height. It had been months since she'd seen anybody taller than her. Ken made her feel positively short! The two girls gasped at Allison's height. "You must be Ken," Allison said. "I'm Allison. Your sister's told me all about you."

 

Ken could hardly believe his eyes. "Nice to meet you," he said. He looked down at the two girls. They took the hint and left. Allison approached Ken. She wrapped her arms around his huge torso. God, he was big! She tilted her head up and kissed him. It felt good.

 

Things progressed quickly. It was only a few minutes before Allison was tackling a willing Ken onto his bed. She tore off his belt and unzipped his fly. Even proportionally to his size, Ken's cock was huge. It grew quickly, until it stood up in its full, massive glory. Rock hard, it was sixteen inches long! "How could your little friends possibly take that?" Allison gasped.

 

"They couldn't," Ken answered. "None of them could. But there's not a girl in my school who hasn't been game for trying."

 

"Well... let me do them one better," Allison whispered as she ran her tongue up his endless shaft. She sat up and opened her blouse, revealing her huge breasts contained in an enormous bra that could barely hold them anymore. She unhooked her bra and slid it off, her magnificent breasts expanding in relief. Ken's jaw dropped at the sight of them. Then Allison slid out of her skirt and her moist panties and climbed on top of Ken. She slid over his immense erection until it was all the way inside her. She couldn't believe how deep it went, and she laughed in ecstacy in response. She reached down and guided Ken's huge hands over her equally huge breasts.

 

Ken couldn't believe this was happening. He'd never been all the way inside a woman before. His size had always been a turn-on for the girls at school, but from the very start he was too big for any of them, and he had grown since. The excitement was too much, and he came almost immediately. Allison looked at him, disappointed. "Don't worry," Ken reassured her. "I've had as many as five girls work me at once. I'm not through yet." If anything, he got even harder as he made passionate love to Allison for over an hour.

 

As Allison lay beside Ken, she asked him "Are you still growing?"

 

"Not anymore," he replied. "Why?"

 

Allison smiled. "I am." She looked at the huge body beside hers and wondered how long it would take before she grew to his size. She wanted it to be soon.

 

And so, the next day, she whipped up another batch of brownies.

 

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Uncle Mike found Julia's card and gave her a call. "I thought I'd never hear from you," she said.

 

"She's 7'2"," he told her.

 

"Jesus," Julia replied. "You'd better come over to my place."

 

And so Mike made the drive. Julia answered the door in bare feet, a sweatshirt, and shorts. Mike was again stunned by her beauty, and her height. She bent her knees, wrapped her long arms around him, and gave him a good hug. Mike didn't know how to respond. "What are we going to do?" he asked her.

 

"Well first," she replied, "I plan to seduce you." Julia lifted her sweatshirt up over her head, revealing her big breasts in a lacy black bra. They were about at the level of Mike's face. Julia pressed her chest against his face, smothering him in cleavage.

 

Mike was in heaven, but stunned. "Why are you doing this?" he asked, stupidly.

 

"Because you're sexy as hell," she whispered. "And because I'm a very big girl, and I'm used to getting my way."

 

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"Just how fast are you growing?" Ken asked Allison as they walked through the park. Considering she'd grown four inches in the two months he'd known her, and now stood a staggering 7'3", his curiosity was understandable.

 

"All the better to fuck you with, my dear," Allison responded. She kissed Ken, then playfully tackled him to the grass. She jumped on top of him. "Don't you like me big?"

 

"Of course I do," he said. "I'm just surprised is all."

 

Allison planted her lips on his and slipped a hand into his pants and grabbed his huge cock. Ken slid a hand into her shirt and started fondling her spectacularly big breasts. After about a minute, they felt a tapping on their legs. They looked up. A city cop was standing above them.

 

"All right," he said. "Break it up. This isn't your bedroom."

 

Allison looked at Ken and smiled. Then the two of them stood up. And up. And up. The cop's face fell as the towering teenage couple stood to their full heights, dwarfing him.

 

"What were you saying, officer?" Allison asked.

 

The cop paused. "I'm just saying, you can't be doing that in a public park."

 

"We were just having a little fun," Allison protested playfully. She grabbed her enormous breasts and resettled them in her bra. The cop, trying to keep his cool, looked away and noticed Ken's gigantic hard-on, pressing very visibly against his pants. He'd never seen anybody this big before -- he didn't even come up to their shoulders! He'd faced down countless robbers and murderers, but somehow this intimidated him. Allison could tell. She could barely keep from laughing. "Are you going to arrest us?" she asked.

 

"No," the cop replied. "Just take it easy, okay?"

 

"Oh, thank you officer!" Allison said, feigning gratitude. She leaned down and give the relatively tiny man a big hug, pressing her gigantic breasts against him and making it all too clear how much bigger she was than him. The cop muttered an inappropriate "you're welcome" and hurried off.

 

Allison laughed as he left. "These poor little people," she said to Ken. "Don't they realize what they're up against?"

 

-- - -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --- -- -- -- --

 

Allison sat on the table in only her underwear while a woman took her new measurements. She was growing so quickly, she had to have new clothes made almost every month. Now 7'5", she barely fit through door frames, much less clothes. The massive bra she was wearing was now too tight, and her breasts spilled out over the cups. The woman measuring her couldn't be more than five feet tall, and Allison looked down at her curiously, wondering how tiny she must feel next to her giant frame.

 

Allison's father entered the room. "Allie," he said before seeing she was half-naked. He was holding some bills in his hand.

 

"What is it, daddy?" Allison asked.

 

Allison's father tried not to look at his daughter's body, bursting out of her underthings. "Allison... you aren't, somehow, causing your growth?"

 

"Well how would I do that?"

 

"I don't know," her dad answered. "There's no way it should be possible. But there's no way it should happen naturally, either. The costs of having new clothes made for you every month, it's starting to break us. Not to mention feeding you..."

 

"I get hungry!" Allison protested.

 

"I know. I'm not saying not to eat. I'm just saying that something's gotta give. We eliminated our usual charitable donations, but now it looks like we're going to have to sell the country house."

 

Allison was taken aback. She hadn't realized how much she was costing. She liked the country house! But not as much as the sensation of growing into a giant. The thought that a whole house would have to be sold just because of her size oddly excited her. She shrugged at her dad. "Sorry," she said.

 

When the measuring was over, Allison went to get some more of her special brownies. The tray was empty. She swore she'd had some left, and this wasn't the first time this had happened. But she whipped up a new batch. There was only maybe a third of a container of the growth hormone left. She cursed the fact that she had ever let Jenny and Sara have any of it.

 

-- - -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --- -- -- -- --

 

A few weeks later, the cleaning lady told Allison's parents she was leaving. Her sixteen year old daughter had suddenly blossomed from a tiny little girl into a voluptuous six-footer, and had started a modeling career.

 

-- - -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --- -- -- -- --

 

Julia woke up and rolled over. Mike wasn't there. He'd gone out to work. But his daughter Danielle was in the room. "Hi, honey" Julia said as she stretched her legs and stood up. "What are you doing in here?"

 

Danielle looked up. She was only 5'1", and at 16, not likely to get any taller. She felt like a baby next to Julia. "What's it like to be so tall?" she asked.

 

Julia smiled and shrugged. "I don't know," she said. "It has its moments, I guess."

 

"I hate being short," Danielle said.

 

"Oh, I don't think you'd want to be my height," Julia said. "Trust me, boys your age don't like their girls to be this tall. I'm speaking from experience."

 

"Maybe not," Danielle replied. "But I wish I were tall. You know, like 5'10" or something."

 

Julia looked down at her. "5'10", eh? That's manageable. I'll see what I can do."

 

-- - -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --- -- -- -- --

 

"Oh Ken!" Allison teased. "Come out and play!" She was growing impatient, in addition to taller. Allison was now Ken's height of 7'7". She liked it that way. Where could he be?

 

Allison heard a noise from Ken's room. "Are you in there?" she asked. "Ready or not, here I come!" She opened the door.

 

Ken wasn't ready, but he was coming. He was surrounded by four naked girls playing with his massive erection, which was pumping away all over them. They looked up to see Allison towering above them. They gasped and backed away from her.

 

"Don't worry, ladies," she assured them. "I only pick on people my own size."

 

Ken jumped up. "You're angry," he said.

 

"You're cheating on me four times over. Yes, I'm angry! I want to kill you!" Allison screamed. She pushed over his bookshelf, sending books tumbling to the floor as the girls below grabbed their clothes in panic.

 

"You don't understand!" Ken protested.

 

"What's not to understand?" Allison asked as she lifted his dresser, then smashed it to the floor, where it splintered into a hundred pieces. "Look at you, you're still coming! What exactly am I misunderstanding?" She took his CD rack and smashed it into the wall, sending CDs flying and making a hole in the wall.

 

"It's just that... as you've been growing..."

 

"I've been getting as big as you!" Allison exclaimed. "That's it, isn't it? You don't like your women as big as you. Well look at me!" She stood up next to him. Then she looked down.

 

She slipped off her shoes, so they were both barefoot. Both of their heads were just inches from the ceiling. But Allison was definitely taller. A good inch taller. She smiled.

 

"Well, what do you know?" she said. "Looks like you're not the biggest after all. How does it feel to be so shrimpy?" She laughed as she turned to leave. On the way out, she pushed over his stereo cabinet, sending his television shattering to the floor. "Oops," she giggled as she ducked way down to fit through the door. "What a big, bad girl I am."

 

-- - -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --- -- -- -- --

 

"Julia," Mike said as he entered the bedroom, "what are you up to?"

 

Julia shrugged. "What do you mean?"

 

Mike continued. "I mean that all the sudden, my daughters are as tall as me."

 

Julia leaned down to kiss him. "Just be thankful they're not as tall as me."

 

-- - -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --- -- -- -- --

 

"Allison, calm down," Jenny said. "You're getting a little scary."

 

Allison continued to pace the room. At 6'5", Jenny was not intimidated by most people, but this 7'8" girl was one of the rare exceptions.

 

Sara tried to help. "Look, he's a guy, what do you expect? Guys with sixteen inch schlongs aren't exactly hurting for female companionship. Move on."

 

"I want to kill him!" Allison exclaimed.

 

"Well don't," Sara replied.

 

Allison opened her drawer. There was still a small amount of the hormone left. She took the bottle.

 

"You've got to be kidding," Jenny said. "Look at you. You can hardly stand up in here, and you're probably still growing from the last batch!"

 

"So?" Allison said with a devious smile.

 

-- - -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --- -- -- -- --

 

Mike hung up the phone. "That was my brother-in-law. He and my sister are nearly broke thanks to their incredible growing daughter. They can't control her at all anymore."

 

"Why don't we go over there?" Julia suggested. "Maybe we can figure out how the hell she's doing it."

 

Mike and Julia searched Allison's room for any clues. Nothing. Not even the bottle the hormone came in. Julia looked through Allison's clothes. She held some up next to her. "Wow," she said, "she sure is a big girl."

 

They'd just about given up when Julia went to fridge to get a drink. That's when she smelled it. "Somatotropin! It's in here, somewhere." She leaned over and sniffed around. With all the smells competing, it wasn't easy. Finally, she came upon the brownies. Four trays worth.

 

"That's how she burned off the theremine!" Julia told Mike. "She poured the stuff into the brownie mix, baked them, the heat left pure somatotropin. But how did she know to do it?"

 

Allison answered. "I guess it was just dumb luck."

 

Julia spun around to see Allison towering above her. My god, she was huge! Julia was used to looking way down at everybody, not way up. Allison looked at the brownies. "I'll take those," she said.

 

With that, she easily snatched the brownies from Julia's hands and held them so high, even the 6'8" Julia couldn't reach them. Allison grabbed a brownie and took a bite.

 

"Stop!" Mike said. "Why do this? Aren't you big enough?"

 

Allison smiled. "I don't think I can ever be big enough. Look at you two. You're terrified of me. Imagine when I'm twice as big as you!" With that, she shoved an entire tray of brownies into her mouth. "Mmmm. I'm still hungry." She downed the second tray. Julia and Mike looked on powerlessly. Allison was just too big to be stopped.

 

"Mmmm," Allison continued. "I can almost feel the growth starting." She ran her free hand over her enormous breasts and down her huge body. "Bigger," she whispered. Then she swallowed up the third tray.

 

"I wonder how tall I'll grow," Allison mused aloud. "I've never eaten this much at once, and I'm still growing from the last batches." And with that, she gobbled up the final tray of brownies. "Well, nothing to do now but grow."

 

And grow she did. It was only weeks before she hit eight feet, and was nine feet tall less than two months after that. When she walked down the street, she felt like the only adult in a world of children. Her sexual appetite grew with her, and men were powerless to resist her... not that many wanted to. She staged orgies where she was the only woman, as she challenged the child-men to satisfy her enormous needs.

 

To avoid a lawsuit, Julia convinced her father to have Putdon pay for Allison's clothes, which she grew out of weekly. "She's growing at an incredible rate," she told her father. "She's not slowing down at all. This stuff is more potent than even I ever realized."

 

Eventually, though, Allison's growth did begin to slow. It took her three months to reach ten feet tall, and three months after that, she was only 10'7". By this time, few people she saw were more than waist high to her. Everybody fell over each other to please her. Nobody dared make the giant Allison angry. Thus, she rarely got angry, although she did destroy a newsstand when she noticed none other than Meg Palmer on the cover of "Vogue." Putdon paid for that, too.

 

Allison finally stopped growing at 11'3". Each of her legs was six feet long. She could barely fit through doors. She was rarely able to stand up indoors. And there weren't very many cars she could even squeeze into. But she didn't care. She loved her size. Puberty was finally over, so the hormone would no longer work for her, even if she had any left. But she was content to be 11'3". Finally, she thought she was big enough.

 

It was about six months later when Allison sat in the park, enjoying the spring day. She noticed a group of schoolgirls, probably tenth graders. They were wearing flimsy tops, finally able to show off their figures after months of heavy coat weather. All except for one girl. The others teased her, called her "Flatty Patty." She was a small girl, flat-chested and petite. The other girls taunted her, then went off without her.

 

Allison was struck. She stood and walked over to the girl. The girl looked up at Allison, stunned by her size. Allison was moved. Just a few years ago, she was the size of this girl. Now, her legs were significantly longer than the girl's whole body. She kneeled down to comfort the girl. "Don't let them get you down," she said.

 

"Easy for you to say," the girl said, still looking up at the kneeling Allison. "You don't know what it's like."

 

"I know exactly what it's like," Allison said. "And I know exactly what to do about it." Uncle Mike must still have some of the hormone at the farm, she thought. At her size, who was going to stop her from getting it?

 

"Come with me," Allison said, standing up. The girl followed her out of the park. Allison looked down at her. "I hope you like brownies."

 

THE END

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