orangeorc:Hannah ducked under the door, stepped into her apartment, and straightened up once she w
orangeorc: Hannah ducked under the door, stepped into her apartment, and straightened up once she was inside. “Andrew? I’m back from my therapy appointment! I feel much better!” Andrew gaped up at her while she beamed down at him. “Hannah, you’re eight feet tall!” “You noticed!” she laughed, patting him on the top of his head. “My therapist recommended it. Basically, being giant is good for my self-confidence, so he irradiated me until I was significantly bigger than you.” “He can’t… you can’t just decide to be eight feet tall! You’re too big! I am not okay with this!” Hannah almost looked hurt for a second, then trembled oddly. She seemed confused, and then she began giggling as she realized what was happening. “Going up!” she chirped. She giggled as her leggings ripped, her sweater shrank into a skin-tight, midriff-bearing half-shirt, and her skirt shrank into a mini. Her head just dented the ceiling as she grew up to ten feet tall, putting her hands on her hips authoritatively. “See what happens?” she chided. “Now I’m even bigger, because you were being rude!” “What the hell? You’re ten feet tall!” “That’s right!” she laughed. “I could smoosh you if I wanted!” She grabbed Andrew by the front of his shirt and lifted him two feet off the ground with one hand. His feet were dangling, and she hadn’t even lifted him up to eye level. “I like this!” she laughed. “The doctor said anytime anyone- ‘anyone’ meaning you- hurts my feelings, I’ll grow even bigger until I felt confident again!” Andrew was trembling. “But… as your overall confidence… improves… you’ll… shrink back, right?” Hannah got a puzzled expression. “No. I told you’ll, I’ll get bigger whenever I feel bad. Why would I shrink? Now that I’m ten feet tall, why would I ever want to- oop!” She trembled strangley, and began to grin. “You did it again, dummy! Guess I’m about to get even bigger!” “No! Don’t! Please, don’t grow!” whined Andrew, thrashing helplessly. “The more you whine about it, the bigger I’m going to get!” she chortled, bending forward as she started to grow up against the ceiling. “Please, keep whining!” Her shoulders and back were cracking the ceiling. “I love this!” she squealed. “Look, I’m outgrowing the quadruple-X clothes the doctor gave me!” Her skirt shrank, squeezed her hips, and tore loudly down the back as her thighs and butt puffed and engorged slightly. “Oh! See, it’s not all bad, honey! Look at how big my ass is getting!” Her sweater stretched and tightened until Andrew could see the individual threads compressing her breasts, before finally exploding. “Oooh! Look at those!” she cooed, caressing herself with her free hand. “These are the biggest boobs in the world, honey! Aren’t you excited for them?” She kept stretching and expanding, swelling up bigger and bigger as she lowered herself to her knees and then into a sitting position, shaking the house when her hips hit the ground. Her enormous legs were curled up under her. Even sitting, her head was nearly to the ceiling, so Andrew guessed she must’ve been fifteen, maybe twenty feet tall standing. She was still holding Andrew aloft, but had almost forgotten about him as she marveled at her own increasing size. With her free hand, she was petting the ceiling, admiring the dents and cracks her growth spurts had already made in it. Though Andrew was filled with fear, he couldn’t help notice her enormous breasts, rising and falling as she breathed. “Aw, I can’t believe I’m stopping!” she said, poutily. “I was getting so big!” “You’re already enormous!” said Andrew. Hannah shot him a sadistic smile, and Andrew realized she was trying to bait him into saying something to make her grow. “What’s that, widdle man?” “You’re so enormous… and it’s… super amazing!” “Really?” she said, brightening up, pulling him closer to her face. “You like this?” “I… love it!” said Andrew, forcing a trembling smile. “I had no idea I would be attracted to a woman who was so… so much bigger than me… but damn… this is the greatest thing that’s ever happened to us!” Hannah sighed and blushed. “Oh, Andrew! That’s so wonderful! I was worried that you’d be angry… that I’d have to crush you… but this is even better!” She gave him a huge, wet kiss. Her lips covered one side of his face. Then she lowered him for a hug, wrapping her arms around him and squeezing him into her chair-size breasts. “Mmmph!” said Andrew, as he was enveloped by warm, soft breasts bigger than he was. Hannah’s tits were definitely growing out of proportion with the rest of her body. “I just feel like… the bigger I get… the more I feel like… the real ‘me,’ you know?” she said, squeezing him tighter. “Like… ‘Hannah’ was always an assertive, giant woman trapped in a tiny, timid woman!” She sniffled. Even though she was crushing the breathe out of him, Andrew realized she was actually tearing up a bit. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to get emotional… being a giantess is the biggest breakthrough of my life, and I’m so happy you want to share this with me…” She squeezed tighter. Andrew was seeing spots, but he was pretty sure she’d pop him like a grape before he suffocated to death. “And there’s something else you should know…” she said, grabbing him by the shoulders and holding him out in front of her. Andrew gasped for breath as he dangled there helplessly. “What… is it… honeybunch?” he gasped. “How could this day possibly… get better… for us?” She batted her eyelashes and smiled seductively. “Momma horny,” she said, bringing him in for another kiss. *** She insisted on having sex in the bedroom, even though she was too big to squeeze through the door- she started to press herself through, and then just let her shoulders, tits and most of all of her hips smash away most of the wall. She threw Andrew on the bed, almost breaking his neck. She kitten-crawled towards him. She planted her hands on either side of the bed, looming over him, admiring how small he was. She was too big to fit on the bed, so she just lowered her mammoth chest down on top of him, smothering him. Her weight broke the bed, and the mattress fell to the floor. She tittered about how huge her breasts were, and how Andrew must love that, and told him to go ahead and motorboat her all she want. Then she giggled while he thrashed and sputtered and struggled to breathe. After several nearly fatal minutes, she told him he’d had his fun, and now it was her turn. She slide him down, off the foot of the bed, and down between her thick, soft thighs. She lowered her crotch towards him, while lifting him towards her with her hand. He pressed his face in, but was enveloped. After some struggling and gagging, she told him to just use his hands. There was lots of struggling, and she kept dripping into his eyes, but soon she was shuddering, and sighing, and pushing her crotch down on him and telling him to go faster. She bucked a bit when she finally came, smacking Andrew to the ground. From the way she sighed and seemed to get slightly loose, Andrew was worried she was about to fall asleep on top of him. Instead, she reached between her legs, grabbed him, and laboriously turned over to lie on her back. Her huge legs smashed the dresser as she swung them around the bedroom, and only the top half of her body could fit on the bed while her butt and her legs stretched across the rest of the room. “That was pretty good…” she said demurely, face still flushed. “But let’s try it again from this position.” She spread her legs, hitting the walls on either side of the room with a thump. “And try it with your mouth again!” she said, pushing him face-first into her. *** Her appetite seemed to have grown even more than her body had. He brought her to come twice with his mouth before switching back to his hands. Every time Andrew tried to wriggle away, she’d push him right back in and bellow for more. Andrew guessed she came at least seven, eight more times before finally being satisfied enough to catch her breath and doze off. The walls were cracked from her writhing legs. Her hands had smashed the night stands and dented the roof. Her breasts rose and fell on her enormous chest as she took deep breaths. Andrew snuck out of the bedroom, hopping over her calves and going through the Hannah sized hole in the wall. He found Hannah’s cell phone, found the number for the therapist’s office, and gave it a call. “Hannah, is that you?” asked a voice over the phone. “I’m surprised your hands are still small enough to work a cell phone. I’d imagined you’d be at least 50 feet tall by now.” “This is her husband, Andrew!” Andrew hissed, in the angriest whisper he could muster. “This ‘giantess therapy’ is not safe, not legal, and not remotely possible!” “Well, it’s clearly possible, but you’re right about everything else. I’m not a licensed therapist at all.” “Ah-ha! Well, I found your card in Hannah’s purse, and I’m going to call the cops and tell them ‘Doctor’ Engorgio’ is practicing medicine without a license!” “No, I’m definitely a doctor. Just not a therapist. And the cops know all about me, thanks.” “What’s going on, sweetie?” asked Hannah. He spun to see her propped up on her elbows, right behind him. Her huge eyelashes batted innocently. Her giant boobs were plumped against the floor. Her enormous body stretched out behind her, with her hips and butt in the living room, and her legs still in the bedroom behind her. “You’re a freaking giant! How were you so quiet?” asked Andrew, scratching his head. “Is that my phone? Andrew, what are you doing with that?” she asked, furrowing her brow and pinching his wrist with two fingers. Andrew squealed and dropped the phone on the ground. “Hannah? Is that you? Can you hear me?” said Dr. Engorgio, shouting into the phone. “Yes, Doctor. I can hear you fine. What’s going on?” said Hannah, lowering her ear to the phone. “Your husband was calling me up and asking for a way to shrink you. He said he hates you, hates red hair, and hates giant women most of all.” Hannah’s eyes widened in shock, and her jaw gaped slightly. “Andrew!” she said, already starting to tremble with another growth spurt. Andrew snatched the phone off the ground and shouted into it. “Why are you doing this?!” he screamed. “Because fuck you, Andrew.” said Dr. Engorgio, before hanging up. There was a smashing noise, as Hannah’s legs shot out behind her and through the bedroom wall. Her body was swelling to fill more of the bedroom and the living room. Her huge face was rising towards the ceiling. She moved her arms, and her breasts started to balloon in size, bulging underneath and expanding towards Andrew. “Andrew! I’m so mad… you’re making me grow!” said Hannah, as her head rose higher and higher. “I’m sorry! He’s lying! I didn’t mean it! I love how big you are, really! Heck- baby, I want you to get even bigger! I swear!” said Andrew, backpedaling as Hannah grew bigger and bigger. Her body was growing longer. Andrew could hear neighbors start to scream as her big legs grew out of the house and across the yard. The walls began to bend and crack as her expanding hips and rising butt began to expand against them. Her head, shoulders, and ever-bigger breasts kept growing towards Andrew, until he was back against the wall. “Stop lying!” she said, as her shoulders grew against the walls, and her boobs grew so huge they started to smoosh Andrew against the far wall. “Stop being a hateful… little… twerp!” Andrew tried to say more but she was crushing him with boobs. Hannah’s enormous body made the house explode. Neighbors pointed and screamed as Hannah, more than 100 feet tall, casually stood up and brushed the debris from her house off of her enormous body. “That’s better!” she said, admiring her towering new body, and the people already starting to run and scream. She placed her hands on her hips, which had grown even wider in proportion to her body. Her breasts were several handfuls- they were bigger than two SUV’s at this point. “Nice and big! See what happens when you go behind my back, Andrew? You made me so big I’m a giant! But I forgive you, because as soon as I can find you down there, you’re going to make it up to me again!” She snickered, already getting wet at the thought of slipping Andrew’s entire body inside her. She poked the debris with her toe, trying to find where Andrew had ended up. “Andrew? These things are so big they’re a little tricky to see over… are you down there, honey?” She still didn’t see him. “You’re not hiding from me, are you baby? Mama’s already gigantic… and if you try and sneak away, she’s going to end up even bigger!” Still nothing. She frowned. “You wouldn’t run away from me, you wicked little- ooh!” The ground seemed to get further away. And suddenly her boobs were not only blocking her view, but also so heavy they almost pulled her forward. “Mmmf! Wow, that was fast… I just grew again! See what you’re doing to me, Andrew? I can grow bigger all day!” She was 200 feet tall, but still didn’t see him down there. “Fine!” She rose to 300 feet tall, then 400. Right after she grew to 500 feet tall, she saw Andrew’s distinctive blue-and-gold sports car speeding off towards the highway. “There you are, teensy!” she boomed, in a voice that shook the world. “I’d almost lost you!” She took slow steps, so her huge hourglass frame wouldn’t topple. She cut through the city, and the buildings only came up to her waist- she tittered as her ginormous hips and butt swung into them, toppling them over in a booty-licious trail of havoc. “God… this walk is sure taking forever… Andrew’s such a jerk, for trying to get away from- woop!” She rocketed up, doubling in height. She was a thousand feet tall. “That’s better!” she said, closing the gap between her and Andrew’s car in two steps. Andrew barely had time to process the giant shadow that fell across the highway before Hannah’s goddess-voice shook everything. “Foooound yooooou!” she cooed, clutching the highway and ripping off a 100-foot section with Andrew’s car on it. “Hey, cutie!” she said, as Andrew slammed on the brakes, and other cars fell to their their doom as Hannah brushed them away. Andrew was waving his arms and saying something important… but Hannah was so much bigger than him she couldn’t hear a word. “Okay… Andrew… obviously, I wouldn’t have grown this big if I was happy with you…” she said. “I feel like growing bigger than god has really helped me find me, and you’re just this puny little wet blanket of a man. I have the world’s biggest boobs, and most enormous donk, but frankly, you don’t deserve them. I’m moving on.” She sighed resolutely, and tossed Andrew, his car, and the length of highway she was holding aside. They sailed into the distance. Hannah turned to face the city. The tallest buildings barely went past her knees. “Hi everyone! My name is Hannah, I’m newly single, and I have a lot of love to share with any and all of you who are interested,” she said, lowering herself to her knees and position her tits over the nearest city block. “Whether you want me to or not…” She giggled, and lowered herself chest first onto the city. Breaking up with Andrew had been rough, but she could already feel herself bouncing back and knew she’d be better off. After all, she was following her passion now… Growing bigger and smashing things. -- source link