One Week at Wolf Lake NEW 5/31 (Growth, sex, other tags inside)

[make_her_grow]

Nice Addition! Can't wait for more

[Mr Wayne]

After the longest day I've ever known, and this story will ever have, goodbye goodbye Wednesday. You were great! But heLLo Thursday, and the mayhem still to come.

^_*

[qzar9999]

How fitting that my 3,000th post on this forum would be a piece of (1) my first GTS story, (2) my longest story so far, (3) my first F/m sex scene, and (4) the first story I've been paid to keep writing. It works.

That reminds me, if anyone else would like to donate to help your friendly neighborhood Writer-Man (TM), I'd happily accept. Not that I'm going to hold the rest of this story hostage or anything, just putting it out there. I'm doing this because I enjoy it, but I wouldn't complain about making a little something off of it.

Thanks, everyone, for your continued feedback and enjoyment of my tale. Here's the next part of Wednesday. Everybody ready to see Carla have some fun? XD

"Wednesday" will conclude next week. There's gonna be some big stuff happening Thursday. And I don't just mean the giantesses.

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It seemed to her that someone else was in control of her body for what transpired next; she felt like a passenger, merely observing what was happening as she slipped gently away from Will and stepped off of the bed, then carefully crept toward the bedroom door. She watched herself tread softly down the hall, then down the stairs, through the ground floor, and to the kitchen. Her hands opened the refrigerator door and shuffled through the contents of the middle shelf until they reached all the way to the back of the fridge and grasped the sample canister.

The sealed plastic container felt cooler than it should, even straight from the fridge. She held it up, looking at the clear water contained within by the light spilling out of the appliance. Nodding to herself, she gripped the plastic tightly, shut the refrigerator door, and returned upstairs to the bedroom. When she got there, she opened the closet and stood in front of the full-length mirror for a long time, staring at her skinny, underwhelming, short body, with occasional longing glances at the water sample. She pictured what it would be like to see Big Carla looking back at her (“instead of this,” said a voice in her head) and smiled, imagining having those curves and that height.

Finally, she turned from the mirror and, still holding the canister, approached the bed. She stood over Will, letting her eyes roam over his tall, fit figure, partially covered by the sheets. She reached down with her free hand and shook his shoulder. "Will." He barely stirred. "Will," she repeated. He groaned softly and started to roll over. "Will! Wake up!" she said, shaking him harder.

Finally, he opened his eyes and sat up with a moan. "Carla? What's wrong?" he said sleepily.

"Nothing's wrong, honey," she said, smiling at him. "I just wanted to show you something."

"Huh? What time is it?" he grumbled, looking at the bedside clock. "Ugh. 2:30. It couldn't wait until tomorrow?"

"No, baby," she said with a grin. "I need you. I need you now."

He blinked his eyes and sat up straighter, instantly wide awake. "Well that I don't mind getting woken up for," he replied, smiling at her. He started to rise from the bed, but she stopped him with a hand on his chest.

"Just one thing I need to do first, hon," she said, grinning even wider. "And I wanted you to see it." So saying, she opened the top of the canister and, looking him straight in the eyes, put it to her lips, tipped it up, and drank the entire sample.

"You wanted me to watch you drink a cup of water?" he said flatly. A moment later, he seemed to recognize the object in her hand. "Holy shit, that looks like a specimen container. You didn't--"

"I sure did," she replied, cutting him off. "So get ready to say goodbye to your petite, flat-chested little girlfriend, and say hello to your Amazonian supermodel girlfriend."

“I seem to recall my petite girlfriend complaining that that stuff could be toxic,” he said, raising an eyebrow.

“Shh.” She grinned mischievously. “Just enjoy the show...mmm, I think it's about to start...” She closed her eyes and moaned softly. “Aaah...it's making me tingle all over...”

Will watched her for any signs of change, and it didn't take long to spot something obvious: Carla's nipples were hard. She didn't usually sleep in a bra, and the thin camisole she had worn to bed did nothing to disguise the two rock-hard points standing out on her chest. He watched with a big grin on his face as she brought her hands up to her chest and pinched her two stiff nips, a moan escaping her lips as she touched herself. Will was enjoying the show, but he soon realized something else was different. Her hands were moving outward from her chest, as if they were being pushed...and a second later he realized they were, as her breasts were growing.

Her B-cups, while perky and lovely, didn't do much for filling out a top, but his eyes bulged as he saw the twin mounds swelling beneath the camisole, a deep valley of cleavage growing within the stretching top. Her hands continued to roll her nipples, but soon she started caressing her inflating orbs. She opened her eyes and looked at him with a combination of shock and joy. “It's really working!” she cried. “Oh my god, these feel so good! Check it out!” she said, leaning in closer, grabbing one of his hands, and putting it on her blossoming chest before he could react, not that he would have attempted to stop her.

“Yes, they do,” he replied, his grin growing wider. It was a strange but incredible sensation, feeling her tits plumping up beneath his hand. He estimated she had to be up to a D-cup already and showing no signs of slowing down, yet they still felt firm enough not to sag. The fabric of the camisole was starting to stretch over her boobs, as well as the bottom of it starting to rise, slowly revealing her midriff. Experimentally, he tweaked her nipple, eliciting a gasp from her.

“Ohhh fuck they're so sensitive...” she said, grabbing his other hand and attaching it to her opposite breast, then wrapping her own hands around his (as if he needed any encouragement). He could feel the skin of her hands rubbing against him, as if they were gradually growing bigger around his own—which they were. Fascinated, he pushed her gently back and stood up, comparing himself to her height. While she was still shorter than him, it was obvious she'd gotten taller—the top of her head was even with his chin. As he watched, she continued to slowly inch taller. There were several ripping noises from her light cotton pajama pants; he glanced down to see the extremely tight cuffs were halfway up her shins and climbing, while the waistband was creeping down her hips.

And what hips! She was curvier down below than she'd been, rounded hips meeting her slowly-swelling ass in the back and straining the pants, their seams starting to pop. He slipped one hand away from her enlarging breast and put it around behind her, cupping one growing butt cheek in his hand and squeezing. This produced another pleasurable sound from her, and she put her still-growing hand on top of his own and flexed her fingers, telling him wordlessly to do it again. He did, amazed at feeling her ass get curvier in his hand.

She purred sexily. “Mmm...that feels really good, lover. I never had anything back there to squeeze before.” She took the hand that was still on her blossoming boobs and pulled it down to grab her ass as well, then put her own arms around him and hugged with a strength much greater than she'd had before.

Carla's ascension continued as she kept her arms wrapped around Will. She giggled as her eyes rose past his lips...then his nose...then met his own eyes. She kissed him while their mouths were level and could feel him having to tilt his head back slightly as she grew taller than him. Oh my god, taller than him... She was already aroused from the sensations of growing and his hands roaming her new assets, but the thought of being so tall caused a new wave to wash over her. She could feel her juices soaking through the crotch of her panties and wetting the pajama pants, their tightening fabric putting a delicious pressure on her womanhood. I need to get his cock in me and take this new body for a spin...

“Sit back down, Will. I wouldn't want to hurt you now that I'm so much bigger...” So saying, she shoved him back against the bed and pushed him down to a seated position, taking a moment to pose in front of him. She turned slightly to the side to show off her luscious butt and hips in the too-tight pajamas, bending her back slightly to thrust out her new tits.

Will couldn't believe his eyes as he watched his girlfriend turn into a larger-than-life bombshell right in front of him. He leaned back to take in the sight of her: her long, long legs encased in pants that looked like a sausage skin and only reached her knees; her curvaceous ass and hips popping seams and tearing holes in the fabric up higher, the waist of the pajamas low enough to show the top of her panties; several inches of toned, flat stomach showing above that; a thinly-stretched white camisole that was completely inadequate to cover the titanic tits (easily EE, if not bigger) that threatened to overwhelm it, their stiff nipples clearly outlined—in fact, he could see the twin points were actually poking holes in the top; and above that, Carla's face, which was still mostly the one he recognized, although her lips were fuller, her eyes were brighter, and her hair was much longer, spilling in shimmering waves down her shoulders. The expression on that face was incredibly lustful; it was a come-hither stare that would have worked on a monk. Behind her, he realized the wall appeared to be slowly crawling downward...then he quickly realized that she was still growing.

[Mr Wayne]

Originally Posted by qzar9999

She could feel her juices soaking through the crotch of her panties and wetting the pajama pants, their tightening fabric putting a delicious pressure on her womanhood.

Qzar9999,

I think that's the sexiest tightening panties description I've ever read in a FG story. Sets the bar pretty high for next week. ^_*

[make_her_grow]

awesome stuff! Cant wait to see how big Carla gets...

[qzar9999]

Thanks, guys. ^_^

So it seems I made a liar of myself--"Wednesday" will continue for one more posting, as this whole...thing...with Carla ended up running longer than I'd initially thought. Nobody's gonna complain about even more growing giantesses, though, right? And as I said, here we have my first ever F/m sex scene, so hopefully everyone enjoys.

Right, well. That's enough chatter. On to the smut!
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“Cat got your tongue, hon?” she said in a voice that was a bit huskier than usual and so seductive that it smoldered.

“I...uh...” He stuttered ineffectually for a few seconds before finally managing an exaggerated whistle. “Carla...you're...you're a knockout!”

“So kind of you to say, cutie,” she replied, leaning over him, her enormous (and still growing!) breasts hanging down , giving him an eyeful of her incredible cleavage that was pressing ever more strongly against her cami. “I should reward you for that!” So saying, she grabbed his head from behind and squashed it into her engorging boobs. “Mmm. That feels nice. Are you enjoying it?” He gave a muffled assent, and she let him go, backing up a little bit. “Oh really? Let me see for myself.” Grinning, she gripped the waist of the sweatpants he'd worn to bed and yanked them quickly off his legs, taking his boxers with them. His cock sprang straight up, almost painfully hard from the valley of boobs he'd just had his face buried in.

“Oh!” she said, feigning surprise. “Is that all for little old me?” She grinned again. “Well, maybe not so little. Still, I'm flattered. Now, what to do with that?” She winked at him before lowering her swelling breasts down onto his cock, rubbing the shaft along her cleavage. Her huge breasts wobbled with the motion, and suddenly they both heard a loud ripping sound as the camisole split apart, the holes caused by her nipples destroying the front as the back shredded in multiple places and the top flew off of her in pieces. “Oops! I guess these big titties of mine were just too much for that poor little camisole...” she said, grinning even wider. “Oh well!” She slid his cock in between her fleshy orbs, wrapping it entirely in tit flesh with room to spare. He grunted in satisfaction. “Mmm, you like that, little Will?”

“Ah! God, it feels fantastic!” he said, still slightly shocked at being able to do this with the formerly small-breasted Carla. Her tits were enormous now, enveloping his penis in warm, soft flesh. The sensation was incredible.

“Hmm...wonder how this is going to feel?” She winked at him and shifted her position, sliding her boobs off of him. He was momentarily disappointed...until she bent lower, bringing her face down toward his lap. The motion caused something to loudly tear apart in her pajama bottoms; she giggled, shrugged, and returned her focus to his crotch. She stuck out her tongue (which, at a glance, now looked almost as big as his palm) and flicked it lightly against his cock, then wrapped her full, velvety lips around it, taking the whole thing into her mouth, where she continued to stroke her tongue along it.

“Oh my god!” he cried. “This is even better than tit-fucking you! Your mouth is aaaaaahhhh...” he groaned wordlessly as she lapped at him, her large tongue swirling gently around the head before sliding back and forth along the shaft. She'd had problems before with getting his entire length into her mouth without hitting the back of her throat; tonight, though, she had no such trouble. He began to buck his hips, feeling his manhood sliding against her soft lips. She moaned in delight and bobbed her head gently, adding to the sensation. After several moments of this, they could both tell he was getting close to climax, so he was disappointed and confused when she slowly pulled her mouth free of his cock, giving its tip a kiss with her plump lips before raising her head and meeting his eyes. “Aww, why did you—Jesus,” he said, belatedly realizing she was eye-to-eye with him despite still being bent at the waist. “How big are you now?” he asked, wide-eyed.

“Hmmm...good question,” she said, her face beaming. “Let me see...” So saying, she slowly stood up before him, striking an impressive figure as she did so. Her head grazed the nine-foot ceiling, her even-bigger breasts thrusting proudly out from her chest, her hips having torn large holes in the skintight pajamas that now only covered her from thighs to above her knees, her ass having torn through the back of the pants, her soaking white panties revealed and outlining every inch of her pussy, which was almost at Will's eye level where he sat. His eyes traveled up and down her body, drinking in her appearance.

“Holy hell. You're like sex incarnate,” he said after a moment of stunned silence.

"Flattery will get you everywhere," she replied with a grin. She pushed him down onto his back with a hand the size of a dinner plate, then climbed up on the bed on her knees. It creaked under her increased weight, and he was a bit nervous at seeing that the thighs spread out to either side of him were longer than his torso.

This particular comparison hadn't escaped her notice either. She sat back on her haunches, positioning her crotch near his, and smiled down at him, her face so far up that she would've been standing over him at her old height.

"Wow, my legs are so long!" she said. "I wonder how tall I am now..." She shrugged, the motion causing her massive breasts to sway hypnotically. "Doesn't matter. I'm sure I'm more than enough woman for you, huh little guy?" When he nodded enthusiastically, she giggled. "And anyway, I'm still growing."

As if to punctuate her statement, the bed groaned beneath them. Will could see her knees inching forward in his peripheral vision. Her overstressed pajama pants were covering less and less of her thighs, her smooth, creamy skin showing through several tears in the seams. "Hmm, these little pajamas just won't do to cover up my long, sexy legs," she said.

"Maybe you should take them off," he said, leering up at the giant bombshell Carla had become.

"But they're so tight, I don't know if I can! What's a growing girl to do?" she pouted.

"Should I go get some scissors?" Will said, staring at the incredibly tight fabric wrapped around her legs like a second skin.

"That would work, but I've got a better idea," she said, winking down at him. Suddenly, he felt a shifting motion in her legs, and the bed began to creak in a rhythm, accompanied by the sound of fabric ripping. It took him a few seconds to realize that she was flexing the muscles in her thighs, rapidly tensing and relaxing them. The outward push against the pajamas quickly expanded the tears along the seams until, with a sudden, violent burst of noise, they ripped apart, the scraps of the front half lying shredded atop her still-expanding thighs. He could see red lines in her skin where the pants had been digging in.

"Aaah. That feels so much better," she purred. "And speaking of feeling better..." she shifted her position above him, bringing her crotch into close contact with his dick, harder than ever as he stared up at her sexy form. "Mmm. Nice," she breathed, rubbing the center of her drenched panties up and down along his shaft. Will was amazed at the sensation- he could feel the heat and wetness emanating from her double-sized pussy. Her tight panties had been pulled in between her lips as she outgrew them, leaving nothing to the imagination.

"Now how are you going to get those off?" he said with a smirk.

"Like this." She hooked a thumb into the waistband of her underwear, stretched so far it looked like a string. With a quick tug, she snapped it, then did the same to the other side. He could feel a twitch in her giant snatch as each side broke. A moment later, she raised her pelvis and pulled the broken panties out from beneath her, then lowered her huge, hot, dripping pussy down onto his cock.

"Oh god!" she cried as she slid down, taking his whole length inside of her. This was a new experience for both of them, as she'd previously been a bit too small to handle all of him. Now, she easily accepted his cock with room to spare. If anything, he wondered if he might be too small- she had to be at least twelve or thirteen feet tall now, and while he was pretty well-hung, he couldn't possibly feel very big to her.

She wasn't complaining, though. She began to rhythmically slide up and down, grinding her pussy against his rock-hard shaft, pleasurable moans escaping her lips. He drank in the sight of her: head thrown back, back arched, colossal breasts bouncing delightfully up and down with her motions. Despite their size difference, he could still reach her mammoth melons, and did so eagerly, tweaking her enormous nipples. She gasped in ecstasy, and Will was amazed when they stiffened and expanded to almost the size of his palm. They continued like that for a few minutes, the still-growing Carla enthusiastically riding him, until the bed's creaks started getting louder and more ominous.

“Uh oh. I think I'm—aaaah!--getting too big for this little bed,” she said with a smile. “And I'd hate to think what would happen if you were under me and it collapsed...” Reluctantly, she stopped her motions and rose off of him, still bent over to keep her head from hitting the ceiling.

“Aww,” he groaned in disappointment. “That felt really fucking good.”

“You say that like we're done,” she replied with a wink. “I have an idea.” So saying, she pulled him to a standing position—which put his face even with her groin, her stomach arcing over him and her huge breasts hanging down, resting against the back of his head. She giggled. “Ooh, if I didn't have something else in mind, I'd say you were the perfect height,” she said.

“For what? This?” Unable to resist the temptation, he ran his tongue along her slit, tasting her juices.

Carla cried out at the sensation, and much louder as his tongue swirled around her enlarged clit. “Oh my god! You realize I could just make you do that instead...”

He grinned, though she couldn't see it. “Duly noted. So what was your plan?”

“Well...” She gently nudged him aside with a hand large enough to wrap around his ribcage, then moved herself around until her upper body was lying stretched out on the bed, her spread legs extending out to either side and resting on the floor. Even in this position, her feet nearly reached the wall of the bedroom, and Will found himself trapped in a triangle of her legs and the wall, with her womanhood at its apex. “This way I don't put all my weight on the bed. And if it does collapse, you won't be hurt under me.”

“I like the way you think!” he said, eagerly stepping up to the bed. Her pussy was enormous! Its opening started below his cock and rose up to just below his ribs. Her scent was intoxicating this close, and he felt painfully hard.

“What are you waiting for, little man?” she said, raising her head to look at him over her mountainous tits.

“Good question,” he said, slipping his penis into her and pumping hard. She started to moan in bliss again, even though he knew he had to feel even smaller than before. As he watched, she kept growing while he fucked her, her vagina rising slowly but steadily higher before him and the bed starting to complain again. Inspiration suddenly struck him and he reached down to touch her clit with his hand, the nub of flesh so big it nearly filled his palm. She screamed so loud the windows rattled as he started to stroke it with his fingers.

“AAAAAH! Oh my god that feels so fucking aaaaaaaaaaaa!” her moans and cries increased in volume and intensity as he picked up speed, thrusting his cock as hard and deep as he could into her expanding snatch while his hand worked her clit. Carla's exclamations reached a crescendo as he bent his head to lick her huge clit and nuzzle it with his lips; she screamed and thrashed, her left foot punching a hole in the wall with a loud THUD as her right splintered the wooden floor. Her orgasm hit and her pussy spasmed, clenching around his cock with a force he could feel like a wave, and that put him over the edge as well. He came forcefully (well, it seemed that way to him, at least), gradually slowing down his thrusting and the motions of his hand as she slowly came down from her climax, panting and gasping. Her leg twitched and knocked over the nightstand.

“......Wow,” she finally managed to say. “That was...incredible.”

“Yeah,” he replied breathlessly. “I've heard an orgasm being described as 'the earth moved,' but that was ridiculous,” he added, a goofy grin on his face.

She rolled her eyes and shook her huge head. “That might be a new record for the corniest joke I've ever heard,” she said.

Suddenly, the extremely loud groaning of tortured metal filled the room; seconds later, the bed frame collapsed under Carla, carrying her and the mattress and box springs down to the floor. It was an impact the box spring didn't survive, its frame breaking beneath her falling weight. She sat up, a shocked expression on her face, her body compressing the mattress and her dark hair brushing against the ceiling. “Holy fuck. How big am I?”

“Uhhh...well, you're definitely bigger than Ruby was,” Will replied after a short stunned silence. He glanced at the top of her head grazing the ceiling. “Um...I'd say about eighteen feet.”

“What?! Shit, I wasn't supposed to get THIS big!” she wailed. “Oww!” she shouted as her head pressed hard against the ceiling.

“Oh fuck. You're still growing,” Will said.

[make_her_grow]

Oh hell yeah! Now that's a growth scene!

And she's STILL growing? good lord that's awesome!

[qzar9999]

Here, at last, is the conclusion to "Wednesday." This day ended up being so long I actually broke OpenOffice Writer--I had it in the viewing mode where it doesn't split the document up into pages...but I ended up reaching page 2 anyway. O_o

Thanks, everyone, for the positive feedback, and I hope my story continues to entertain. Look for the first part of "Thursday" next...ah, well, Thursday, lol.

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“You think?!” she snapped, bending her head to keep it below the roof.

Will started to remind her that he had said something about this possibly being dangerous, but wisely decided now wasn't a good time for told-you-so. As she continued to rise, having to lean forward now, he finally elected to go with “This...ah...this can't be good.”

“No. No, it can't.” She frowned at him. “I don't get it. Why am I so much bigger than the rest of them and still getting bigger?”

“I don't have the slightest idea, honey. Maybe your chemist friend has found something. Should I try her again?”

“Good idea,” she said, leaning down slightly further. Good lord. This can't be happening. I can't really be twenty feet tall.

“I'll get the phone,” he said. “Was it on the nightstand?” He peered at the knocked-over table as she tried to move her leg to accommodate him. In a moment, though, he stopped, frowning and looking around the room. “You hear that?”

“What?” she replied. He held up one finger for silence, and she listened intently. Shortly, she made out a faint creaking sound, similar to the noises the bed had made, but different. “What is that?”

“Shh,” he said, his eyes flicking rapidly around the room.

A loud CRACK a second later simultaneously drew their attention to the wooden floor under Carla's growing ass. “Oh, hell,” she said, just before the boards gave out and her giant derriere plunged down to the first floor, her limbs and torso following through and widening the hole. She landed heavily on the kitchen floor in a shower of debris, her tumbling legs knocking a hole in the exterior wall. She was so big that her eyes were still above the rim of the hole, staring at a coughing Will trying to wave a cloud of sawdust out of his face.

“Carla! Are you hurt?” he called loudly, still coughing and trying to clear his vision.

“I'm fine. My ass might be bruised, but otherwise I think I'm okay. The house, though...” she frowned.

“Well,” he said, finally getting clear from the dust and looking her in her eyes (which looked as big as coasters to him), “it's not like you'd fit in the house at this size anyway. We couldn't have gotten you out without knocking a hole in the wall,” he continued with a shrug and a half-smile.

“Heh. True,” she replied. “Well. That's one way to get out of post-coital snuggling.” Suddenly, she felt something cold and damp touch the leg that was extended through the wall. “Aaah! That's chilly!”

“What's chilly, babe?” he said, peering tentatively down into the hole. He saw her eyes shifting upward suddenly and heard her sharp intake of breath.

“Oh, shit! Oh, shit! It's the house's water main!” she shouted.

He staggered back from her, hands on his ears. Between her size and her panic, she'd been incredibly loud. “So?” he said after a moment. “You have a whole-house filter.”

“Yes, I do,” she replied, her nose rising through the hole. “But it's attached near the main water shutoff valve for the house. I think it broke when the wall did!”

It took a second for him to understand what she meant. “Oh. So then--”

“I think so, yes,” she said, fear and panic on her features as her whole head crept up through the hole.

“What do we do?” he exclaimed.

“I don't know!” Carla replied worriedly. “It's spraying and puddling everywhere! I can't get away from it!”

Her shoulders were pressing against the second floor from below. Will could hear the floor cracking again and see the boards starting to bulge up. “How big do you think you're going to get?”

“I have no fucking idea! I wasn't supposed to even get this big!” she wailed. The floor splintered upward with the loud crunches of several breaking boards as her shoulders pushed their way up and through. Her head was shoving into the room's ceiling, and the plaster was cracking rapidly. “Help me!”

“How?” he yelled up at her. Her head finally smashed through the plaster and the boards separating the room from the attic, a shower of dust and insulation raining down into the room. Still her expansion continued, the hole in the floor gradually widening as she expanded within it. The slopes of her humongous hooters were pushing up against it from below now, and distantly he could hear furniture banging around on the first floor as her growing body knocked it away.

“Dammit! This shit is so itchy!” she cried, her gigantic hands smashing up through the holes and brushing at her skin as the insulation irritated her. “Oh god! Will!” she shouted. “I can't see you anymore!” Her head had risen almost completely through the newest hole and into the attic. “I'm afraid the house can't take too much more of this! I have to get you out of there!”

“How are you planning to do that?” he called up to her. A moment later, his question was answered, as her hands (each one now almost the size of his body, and still getting bigger) came back down to the second floor and stopped near him. She cupped them together, leaving an opening near him.

“Get in my hands! I'll keep you safe!” she yelled. He hesitated briefly, but the sound of the roof straining as her head tried to occupy the same space motivated him. Tentatively, he stepped into her hands. He had to bend down to fit, but he was actually able to be enclosed completely by his girlfriend's hands—a surreal experience, to be sure.

Carla was equally weirded out by it, but she was satisfied Will was safe from falling debris in her hands. I can't believe this, she thought. I'm holding a full-sized person like an action figure. “Hold on, Will!” she called down to him. “This might get a bit rough!” If he responded, she didn't hear it. Being careful to keep her hands together and as much in the open as possible, she began kicking her legs and twisting her body, destroying her way out of the confining house, which to her felt like she was somehow stuck in a dollhouse. Her massive EE tits tore through the floors and walls like a pair of beautiful wrecking balls; her legs shattered the walls like battering rams. Finally, she was free, and she stood from the rubble of their house to her new height, swearing when she accidentally put her foot down in the puddle briefly before finding a dry spot.

Comparing herself to the houses and cars nearby, she knew she had to be over fifty feet tall. This is insane. I'm a fucking B-movie monster. Lifting her top hand, she was relieved to see Will was still safe. He looked up at her massive face, his eyes wide and his jaw lowered in shock.

“Wow. You're huge,” he said, unable to think of anything better. Glancing down at her body, with her incredible curves, he looked back up with a smile. “But still gorgeous.”

She smiled in spite of her situation. “You really do say the sweetest things sometimes.”

“Well,” he called up to her, “now what?” Looking far below at the ruins of the house, he let out a low whistle. “You think your insurance covers 'destruction by giant woman,' or would that be considered an act of god...dess?”

She cocked an eyebrow bigger than a street sign at him. “Still with the corny jokes?” Her expression turned to a frown as she saw that he appeared to be shrinking in her palm. “Oh, god, I'm still growing! When is this gonna stop?” she shouted. “Sorry,” she added more quietly when he clapped his hands over his ears and grimaced.

“I don't know,” he called up to her. “Maybe you should head to the hospital. Maybe the people there have figured something out about...” he gestured at the huge expanse of her body “...this, and can do something to help you.”

“Good idea,” she said. “Please fasten your seat belts and remain seated until the ride has come to a complete stop,” she added, winking at him. She started walking down the street in the direction of the center of town, a series of dull reverberating booms accompanying her footfalls.

When she stopped suddenly following a strange hollow clunking sound from below, Will turned away from looking where they were going to glance at her face. Her features were drawn in anxiety. “Oh, fuck me.”

“What? What happened?” he said. A second later, he felt her hand start to expand under him, more rapidly than before. “What happened?!” he repeated emphatically.

“I stepped on a fire hydrant and it sprayed me!” she cried. He could see her expansion continuing, her palm and fingers stretching longer around him. “Oh god, oh god, no!” She cupped her fingers around him and began running through the streets, blindly rushing forward, her only thought to reach the hospital before she got too big. She heard a few more of the bizarre sounds that indicated she was stepping on more hydrants, and cold jets of water splashed across her shins and ankles as she continued to grow. The houses around her got smaller and smaller, soon only reaching her knees, then starting to creep down her shins. The cars looked like toys; the few people out this late who stared up at the growing giantess in disbelief appeared as tiny as ants.

Carla continued her frantic rush through town, her footfalls starting to punch holes in the pavement and buildings beginning to crack and crumble if she stepped too close. How big am I now? God, I don't even want to know! Desperate now, she looked down at Will in her palm; he was so small to her now she could barely see him. “Will! Try to hang on! Oh, god, I'm sorry!”

So focused was she on her tiny passenger that she crashed into something without even realizing it, getting the wind knocked out of her as it struck her in the belly. Stunned, she backed up, and was shocked to see that she had taken a wrong turn somewhere. She had just run headlong into the wall of the hydroelectric plant and dam that kept the lake from flowing down into the town. To her horror, she saw multiple cracks in the stone of the dam from her collision...and as she stared, they started spreading.

“No, no, no...” she whispered, repeating it like a litany as the cracks grew. She knew she should turn to run, but she was frozen in fear. Her paralysis finally broke a bit too late, as streams of lake water began to pour through the cracks. They kept spreading as the rushing waters exerted pressure from within. Carla turned to run and heard the terrifyingly loud sound of chunks of the dam collapsing behind her. She didn't get far before she was inundated by a waist-high wall of water, which rapidly became groin-high, then thigh-high, and continued to drop.

Of course, it was an illusion brought on by her sudden increase in size. The tainted water was all around her legs, and she had no hope of getting out of it. She was growing out of control, her titanic naked body rising higher and higher into the night sky. The water was only up to her ankles when she finally looked around at the terrain. The mountainous area around the town looked more like a plain of jagged rocks; the tallest one she could see didn't even reach her crotch. The town was so far below her that she couldn't even tell how flooded it was now. She could see other towns and cities in the distance, their network of lights spread out below here like a glittering blanket. I must be thousands of feet tall now. Miles, maybe.

She was in awe of her own size. Her breasts, to her eyes merely huge, were quite literally mountains to everyone else. She was big enough to easily walk to the next state. I'm almost big enough to BE a state, she thought, having to stifle a laugh. Or at least have my own ZIP code. She hefted one huge breast in one hand and pinched a nipple as big as a house, incredulous at the thought that anyone could be so big. She cradled her monumental megaboob with one arm and slipped the other between her legs, marveling at the idea of her pussy being large enough to need a map to. Before she knew it, she was playing with herself, undisturbed by the fact that people for literally miles around could see her—in fact, turned on even more by that fact. She stroked her bus-sized clit with fingers as long as trains, squashing her gargantuan, pillowy breast against her body with her other arm--

--and awoke, one hand in her soaking wet pajama pants and the other clutching her pillow to her chest, Will snoring softly next to her. Startled and embarrassed, she pulled her hand out of her panties and shoved the pillow back behind her head, then laid back and took deep breaths, trying to force her pounding heart to slow. Lying there, in the dark, in her wet and sticky underwear, her mind swirling around the dream she'd had and constantly returning to the little sample bottle in the back of her fridge, it took her a very long time to get back to sleep. Just before she drifted off again, somewhere in the back of her mind, she could swear she heard faint mocking laughter in Big Carla's voice.

[Mr Wayne]

My my mmmyyy. This story is turning into something special, likely never to be seen on the Forum for a long time.

And the world record length of a Wednesday that took close to six months to play out. ^_* Lord knows what Qzar9999 has in store for Thursday and Friday's events to close out the 'novel'.

[make_her_grow]

Oh WOW. Now this is the kind of stuff that gets me conflicted (in a good way).

On the one hand, AWESOME job with the growth. I hope something like this happens in their waking world, even if the giantesses are end up on a smaller scale (my ideal giantess maximum size is about 500 ft).

On the other hand, I'm mad that it WAS just a dream/tease because it was so awesome. Although I did kinda figure out something was up when she started reaching heights beyond 50 ft. You've never gotten that big with your women yet in this story lol.

As always keep up the great work. For those who love growth feel free to check out my new story, "Growing up Together." It's my first real shot at growth fan fic but I wanna see what you guys think. Part 1 is up.

[qzar9999]

Sorry for the gap of an extra week, folks. My birthday was last week, so I took a break--I didn't think about that when I gave the timeline for my next update.

No growth in this part, although there's an important plot development. And don't worry, the growth will be back soon, and with a vengeance. XD For now, please enjoy the beginning of "Thursday."

Oh, I just realized I didn't upload the .doc for Wednesday. Please find it attached at the end of this post.

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ONE WEEK AT WOLF LAKE
DAY FOUR: THURSDAY THE 12TH
CONTAMINATION: 75%

"I still don't understand why you have to get this done right now."

Carla sighed and rolled her eyes for the fifteenth time. "As I've already told you, I want to know just what the hell is in the water. I've never heard of anything that can do...what this stuff is doing," she replied. "I wanted to know last night and I couldn't reach my friend, the phone still doesn't have a signal, so I'm driving over there to talk to her in person."

"I just don't get the urgency," Will said, exasperated.

"Every minute I wait is another minute that stuff is polluting the water! What if it turns out to be fatal? I need to get the word out as soon as I possibly can!" She wasn't willing to admit, even to herself, that she might have an ulterior motive. If it turned out that the strange chemical was ultimately not dangerous, she could... Nothing. I could nothing. I still need to let everyone know what's happening. I just need to know the extent of what we're dealing with before I go public. She hadn't told Will about her vivid dream, and she wasn't planning to.

He sighed. "I guess you're right. Just do me a favor and drive safely, okay?"

"I'll be fine," she assured him. "Love you." She embraced him and gave him a quick kiss before stepping out of the front door and walking to her car. As she started her drive out of town, her mind kept wandering to her dream. She kept visualizing herself being big enough to pick up Will, big enough to destroy houses with a step, her tits big and round, each one the size of a car--

She was startled back to reality by a loud horn honking; in her daydream she'd started to drift into the oncoming lane! She swerved back into her lane, narrowly avoiding a big, dark green semi truck coming the other way, closely followed by another one. They looked vaguely military and slightly out of place, as she'd never seen any trucks like that around town. Shrugging, she dismissed the trucks and concentrated on her driving, heading for a road that led out of town.

Along the way, she passed a few more of the large trucks, raising her suspicions, but what really set off her internal alarms was a vehicle that looked like some kind of armored personnel carrier. What the hell is that doing here? She tried to call Will to see if he'd heard anything, but she still had no signal. "Damn!"

As she approached the outskirts of town, she was shocked to see one of the semi trucks and a black pickup parked by the side of the road and a barricade set up, blocking the lanes and a stretch of ground to either side of the road. Men in military garb stood by the barrier, holding rifles and watching her car. She slowed down, gradually coming to a stop near the roadblock. One of the men walked up to her and signaled for her to lower the window. She complied, and he leaned down to speak to her.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but I'm afraid you'll have to remain in town," he said flatly.

"What's going on here, sir?" she asked, trying to keep calm.

"I'm not at liberty to divulge specific details, but this town is under quarantine. No civilians are permitted to enter or leave, and the Guard is enforcing a strict lockdown on all traffic. Please return to your home."

"You can't just trap people here!" she protested.

The soldier frowned at her. "Ma'am, this is an emergency situation. All I can tell you is that we have information that some residents may have come into contact with a potentially hazardous contaminant, and in order to contain its spread, we cannot permit anyone to leave until the situation has been resolved."

"Hazardous contaminant? You mean--" She stopped abruptly as she noticed a man in a black suit standing off to one side, talking to a few of the soldiers. She couldn't hear what was being said, but the body language suggested he was giving orders. Belatedly, she realized the black pickup had the Talbot-Lucian logo on the side. A series of thoughts flashed through her mind very quickly. They know about the chemical in the water. They know it's affecting people. They've called in the freaking National Guard to lock down the town. Yet they haven't told anyone in town anything about what's happening. Carla reached the conclusion that it might be best not to let on that she knew anything.

She realized the man was still looking directly at her. "Uhh...you mean I'm stuck here? For how long?"

He shook his head. "I don't have an answer to that question, ma'am. Please turn around and stay within the town limits, and I assure you we'll let everyone know when the danger has passed."
She adopted a pleading look and decided to go for broke. "But I have a family emergency outside of town. I really need to be with them."

"I apologize, ma'am, but that's simply not possible."

"Look, I'm in dire straits, here! I can't even contact them to see what's going on!" she exclaimed, holding up her phone that was still displaying "No Service."

The man's face remained blank. "I apologize for any inconvenience. Please turn your vehicle around and move away from the border. If you do not comply, you may be detained."

Something about his complete lack of reaction seemed off to Carla. Suddenly, a very dark suspicion regarding the cellular outage surfaced in her mind. Hoping that her feigned anger and distress about her "family emergency" masked her very genuine distress about what was happening here, she scowled and threw up her hands theatrically. "Fine, fine. But someone's going to hear from my lawyer!" So saying, she turned her car quickly around and drove away from the roadblock, heading into the middle of town, wanting to try something. She thought of doing it at Dr. Matthews' office, but realized that he wouldn't be open yet. Moments later, she had the perfect idea, and steered her car in the direction of Lobo Loco's, the town's only coffeehouse/internet cafe.

[make_her_grow]

Heh the plot thickens.

The girls in town better take advantage of the water taps and showers while they still can!