“Did you see the trainer’s face when I finally stood up?” asked Maggie as the blonde woman threw her shirt to the side. With towel and shampoo in hand she started on her way towards the showers with her younger sister Sarah.

“Yeah, but it was nothing compared to when I joined the group.” Replied Sarah.

This comment caused Maggie to give her sister a small punch in the arm. You see Maggie was your average twenty some odd blonde hottie, except for that fact that she stood at an intimidating 6’2” tall. Her younger sister Sarah on the other hand was just a bit taller at 6’4”, and would constantly remind Maggie at any chance she could get. Both women were exceedingly proud of their height and tried to show it off as much as possible.

“At the rate we’re growing we’ll hit the six six club by next year.”

“Maybe a little sooner for some of us.”

The most particular thing about the two girls was the fact that they didn’t come from a tall family. At the age of 18 Sarah had only reached 5’ even while Maggie stood at 5’2” herself. It bewildered everyone around them as both girls grew over a foot each in a two year period. With the added height came extra confidence.

“Soon we’ll be the tallest girls on campus!”

“But never the tallest.”

Maggie felt herself being bumped forward as another woman entered the shower. Turning around the sisters came face to breast with the biggest girl on campus, Kaitlin.

“What are you two up to?” asked Kaitlin as she adjusted the shower head.

“Showing off the latest few inches!” Kaitlin causally turned around at Sarah’s outburst and laughed.

“You still look as short as ever to me.”

Both girl’s couldn’t say much as they watched Kaitlin return to her shower. There are not very many people who can get away with calling a 6’4” girl short, but Kaitlin was definitely one of them. Kaitlin stood at an incredible 7’8” tall with a perfectly proportional body. She wasn’t gangly or lanky like most people would expect. The girl had enough curves for a sorority and the size to keep any unwanted attention away.

“If you keep it up with the short jokes, you might just end up looking up to us one day.” warned Maggie as she gave her sister a knowing look.

“At the rate that I’ve been growing that’s never going to happen shorty.”

Both Maggie and Sarah began concentrating as soon as Kaitlin closed her eyes to wash her hair. With her eyes closed the amazon sized woman couldn’t tell what was happening to her. Maggie watched on as the top of Kaitlin’s head slowly began to lower as the shrinking started. In just twelve seconds Kaitlin had lost a half foot of her height, leaving her at 7’2”. Maggie’s eye level had gone from the bottom of Kaitlin’s breasts to the top. Even with her losing half a foot she was still way too tall in the girl’s opinion.

“My doctor said that I’ll be eight feet tall by the end of the semester, but I feel that I’ll be so much bigger than that.”

Another half a foot had been taken away leaving the once towering girl at a still impressive 6’8”. Still taller than all of the student population, but that was going to change if Maggie and Sarah had anything to say about it. Maggie was pretty grateful that she didn’t have to look up so high to see Kaitlin’s face.

“I mean, even the two of you wouldn’t so much as come up to my tits.”

Kaitlin took a second from washing her hair to squeeze her impressive rack. Unfortunately she didn’t realize that her chest was now level with Maggie’s own. Sarah could barely hide her excitement as she became the tallest girl in the room as Kaitlin hit the 6’2” mark. Maggie continued to watch as Kaitlin continued to shrink before her. It was odd yet satisfying to have to look down when talking to Kaitlin.

“Even if you were still growing I can guarantee you that we’ll stand well above your tits.” Maggie had to suppress a laugh as Sarah stood behind the former amazon. At just barely 5’8”, Kaitlin wasn’t going to make anyone feel short but the two sisters weren’t done with her yet.

“When will you little girl’s get it?” asked Kaitlin as she began rinsing the soap out of her hair and eyes. Kaitlin was soon going to open her eyes and Maggie wasn’t done with her yet. “I am and will always be the tallest girl on campus and there is nothing that will ever cha-“

Kaitlin was stopped mid-sentence as she finally opened her eyes. Instead of looking at the shower wall, Kaitlin found herself looking straight into the biggest pair of breasts she had ever seen. The underside of them if she was being truthful. For the first time in over four years Kaitlin found herself looking up at someone! In the time that it took her to wash her hair, Sarah had managed to reverse the size difference between them.

“How did you get so big!?” asked Kaitlin as she looked up at Sarah. The little girl’s eyes nearly came out of their sockets as Maggie joined in the picture standing beside her younger sister.

“Actually we didn’t grow at all, you just shrank.”

“A lot,” added in Sarah as she gave Kaitlin a little head pat, “I’d say that you’re now a little under five feet tall.”

Kaitlin tried to pinch herself to see if this was all just one big nightmare, but the pain in her arm told her that this was all very real. There was nothing that she could do as the sisters left the shower to get changed. Kaitlin quickly caught up to them and demanded that they change her back at that instance. This only caused the two girls to laugh.

“Hopefully you’ll hit five feet by the end of the semester.”

Sheila had heard the two girls even before they entered the shower- their blabbing and squawking and godawful shrill laughter echoed through the linoleum-tiled walls and reverberated, even through the consistent din of the water. She rolled her eyes; the two new girls on the volleyball team, Janey and Sarah. Or something. Who knew. They were forwards, and they kind of sucked- she had no idea why the coach put them on the starting team.

Deciding the thought wasn't worth the effort, she squirted some shampoo into her hand and, with some difficulty, clicked the bottle closed and bent down down down to the floor. At seven and half feet tall, Sheila was used to the long bend over, and secretly died a little inside each time she dropped a pen or a paper or a Cheeto.

Still, it had its perks, she realized, lathering her hair thoroughly- captain of the volley ball team, domination in her social circles, and he pick of any guy (or girl) on her university campus.

Not so bad, she thought.

The two girls entered, still squeaking and squawking loudly. They quieted, only for an instant, when they saw her, but then continued on.

"Ohmygod, and did you see that guys hair? He had a manbun!"
"Ohmygodyes, it was super awkward. I even told him that I liked him and he said he like do you like me like it do you just like me like me and it was super awkward."
"So awkward!"
"I know right so anyway my mom is on my ass for my grades and"
"Nooooo seriously you have to get those shoes"
"Blahblahblah"
"Dribbledribbledribble"

And on and on and on. Sheila rolled her eyes and continued to lather her hair. The conversation, if one could call it that, was so vapid that none of it really claimed hold in her mind. It was trivial stuff... Boys. Girls. Classes. Clothes. It was almost out of a poorly-written movie.

One thing, however, perked her ears up. One of the girls had mentioned that one of the boys had found her very intimidating- a feeling that Sheila herself was quite used to. She slowed her lather and instead rinsed her hands off and grabbed the bottle of bodywash.

"Ohmygod, yeah- so you know David, the boy that plays rugby? He fucking rejected me!"
"Ohmygod, why? What a prick! Why'd he do that?"
"He said I was too tall! He's only five and a half feet tall so I guess he just was like threatened or something."
"What's fucking loser."
"Yeah really. I was like, honey you just ain't much of a man if you can't handle a tall bitch like me!"

Sheila heard the girl snap her fingers, loud even in the constant crash of water. She surpressed a snort, unsuccessfully. She didn't look behind because she already knew that the two girls were looking at her. Oh well.

The one continued after a brief, not very self conscious pause.

"Seriously though? Guys haaaate it wen you're taller than them. It really bugs them for whatever reason. I mean, they think we're gonna step on them or something. I don't get it."
"I don't either. Remember Jack, my last guy? He always made fun of me for it, telling me to watch my step and asking 'hey how's the weather up there?' What an ass."

The other girl, a buxom fake blonde, clicked her tongue and shook her head. Sheila continued to lather soap into her hair.

"Ohmygod, you're right. I hate it when guys do that. Like, come on dude- be a man. Just because you can't handle tall bitches like us- I guess you're not much of a man!" She giggled. "I mean, I'm only six two. And you're six one, right?"

"Hahaha so true. Yeah six one, fe fi fo fum. Like, we're giants, and all yall are just scared. And even then," her voice lowered, "we can always make ourselves look a bit bigge-"

"Shhh ohmygod, Janey! Don't talk about that! That was... Once. And he freaked out! We can't do that again-"

"Why not?" Janey continued, unabated, in the same voice. "We're big girls, and people are just shorties to us!"

"Excuse me!"

The two girls stopped laughing immediately, and cranked their heads towards the command. They saw Sheila, her naked body hot and steaming and lovely, walk towards them with purpose, each footstep splashing water up and on them. She grinned at the pair.

"Uh, sorry girls," she said, leaning forward slightly, just to make herself loom over them a bit more, "six feet isn't that tall. Especially on the volleyball team."

The blonde one swallowed. The other, the red headed fiery one, gritted her teeth and glared at Sheila. Had she not been a foot and a half over these girls, she might've been intimidated.

"Now, look at me, for example," she said, wading back and rubbing her hands all over her, "I'm seven and a half feet tall- the tallest girl on campus. All of you, even you two, heh, 'Giants,'" she rolled her eyes, "are just bugs to me. And," she whispered, leaning in, "you know what i do to bugs?"

Sheila raised her foot, and brought it down hard into the water-filled linoleum. The ground had trembled just slightly. The blonde yelped.

"I stomp them!"

The blonde yelped once more, backing away slightly, and casting down her eyes. The ginger just continued to glare at Sheila, apparently trying to burn the back of her skull off.

"And don't you both forget it, little girls."

With that, Sheila turned around and took measured and deliberate steps away from them, laughing hard and grinning wildly. Normally she wouldn't indulge but...

Putting those little bitches in place. God, it had felt great. She didn't feel seven and half feet tall, but instead Seven hundred and a half feet tall. A giantess. Sheilazilla.

She let the water of her shower wash over her, letting the warm drink pour over her, and rinsing her skin and hair. She felt... Big. Powerful. Important. No one would be able to go against her...

Except.

Except the red head.

That event they referred to... The accident. It went a little something like, or rather similar to, this.

The red head, still trying to burn Sheila with her eyes, instead nudges the blonde. The blonde nods weakly, and the ginger grins maniacally.

With a few hand gestures, some quiet words, and closed pair of eyes, is all it took.

The two girls... Wished.

Sheila, in her blissful post-dress-down talk, had felt nothing- my felt the magic of the wish grip her, her limbs. Enwrap her in the soft but absolute, the ancient religion of change.

All she felt was... Loud.

When she finally opened her eyes, Sheila felt the two shadows loom up behind her.

She turned... And screamed. They were Giants! They had... Had grown, somehow! She must've been... A foot smaller than them!

"How... How...!" She managed to scream.

"How did we grow?" The blonde asked. "We didn't, you silly bitch."

The ginger guffawed.

"We shrank you, dumbass- we shrank you by two and a half feet."

The ginger pushed Sheila down on the ground, making her sprawl out on onto the ground.

"And now, you little cunt," she crooned, leaning over the giantesses with her blonde friend, "what did you say to us, what you did to bugs?"

Both the ginger and blonde leaned forward, smiling. Their feet swung over the supine woman, who began to cry, ready to step on them.

"Oh yes," the ginger said, looking at her partner, "you stomp them."

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I don't know what happened, maybe I'm just comparing it to your master piece too much. Anyways here it is. Please don't change anything that you are doing if you read this. I'm sure that whatever you come up with would be a whole lot better.



Kaitlin looked at her phone for the twelfth time as she waited for the girls to arrive. Looking off to her right she found a red head starting to get undressed beside of her. Kaitlin couldn’t help but feel jealous of how tall this bitch was! All of that height was wasted on a girl like her. Of course this didn’t mean much considering that the red head was only 5’8” tall, but compared to Kaitlin’s new height of 4’8” she was gigantic.

For the past two weeks Kaitlin had been on her best behavior and was pretty much a slave to two underclassmen, Sarah and Maggie. It was because of these two women that Kaitlin had lost three feet of her height. She went from being the tallest girl on campus to the shortest in the matter of minutes. Kaitlin was brought out of her train of thought as she heard the red head clear her throat. It was then that Kaitlin realized that she had been staring.

“Not in your dreams shrimp.” The red head made her way to the showers after giving Kaitlin a pat on the head. Kaitlin was too busy muttering a few choice words under her breath that she didn’t notice the two girls to walk up behind her.

“Awe, isn’t she so cute when she’s mad?” asked Sarah as she ruffled Kaitlin’s hair. Kaitlin turned around to find herself staring straight into the lower portion of Sarah’s breasts.

“My goodness Sarah, you must have had one hell of a growth spurt!” exclaimed Maggie in false surprise as she stood next to her sister. “You’re easily head and shoulders taller than Kaitlin!”

“What can I say, I’m a growing girl.” Sarah rose up on her tiptoes in order to increase the height difference between the two women.

“Can we please just get this over with?” asked Kaitlin as she bit her tongue. The last thing that she wanted to do was make either of these two women upset.

The girls made another couple of short jokes before finally becoming serious. Kaitlin had fulfilled her end of the bargain so it was only right for them to live up to their end. After getting undressed the two towering sisters dragged Kaitlin towards the showers. Her short legs were having a hard time keeping up, but that was going to be a thing of the past. Once Kaitlin regained her height, the first thing she was going to do was have a night out on the town.

Kaitlin wasn’t too thrilled as the sisters pushed her into the shower next to the red head from before. The red head took one look at Kaitlin and gave out a little an exaggerated sign.

“Fuck, I forgot the shampoo. Out of the way short stuff.” It took Kaitlin by surprise at how easily the red head was able to push past her.

“I’ll show that bitch short stuff.”

The girl’s quickly explained that the only thing that Kaitlin had to do was wash her hair like last time. Not because it was the secret to growing her back, but because they didn’t want her to see how they had done it the first time. The sisters were even nice enough to provide her with some of their own. It smelled terrible to Kaitlin, but she wasn’t going to refuse a request now. Without further hesitation Kaitlin filled her hands with shampoo and began to lather up her hair. With her eyes shut tight the sisters began to work their magic.

To Kaitlin nothing seemed to have changed as she waited for word from the two sisters. The suspense was killer her. After a couple of minutes of washing her hair, Kaitlin rinsed the soap out of her eyes just enough to look around. Her heart nearly skipped a beat as she noticed that the room looked a lot smaller than normal! The two sisters were nowhere to be found, but that didn’t matter to Kaitlin. As if on cue the red head form earlier walked back into the room with shampoo bottle in head.

“Look who’s the short stuff now!” exclaimed Kaitlin as she gave the red head a pat on the head. This didn’t seem to have phased the red head at all as she resumed her shower. Kaitlin took the moment to relish just how tall she was.

“I can’t believe that our school has short little bitches like you here. I mean my tits are taller than you!”

The red head quickly flipped the amazon woman the bird before undoing her own shampoo. This small act of defiance was beneath Kaitlin now as she began to rinse the rest of the shampoo out of her hair.

“Got room for two more incredibly tall girls?” The voice belonged to either Maggie or Sarah, Kaitlin couldn’t tell which one.

“You girls are in luck. This place has room for three tall bitches and one short stack!” Kaitlin couldn’t help but grin at her own stupid joke. She would never call the sisters short again, but this red head was free game.

“It’s actually pretty cramped in here, the short bitch has got to go.” replied the red head off to Kaitlin’s side.

“Don’t be so mean, she can’t help it that she’s so short!” came Sarah’s voice from the other side of the room. This didn’t make much sense to Kaitlin as she finished getting all of the soup out of her eyes.

“What’s little red talking abo-“

Kaitlin had turned to look at the red head beside of her and found herself looking into the exact same spot as before. The red head was still heads and shoulders taller than she was! Turning around Kaitlin found the sisters were the exact same size as before as well.

“What the hell! You said that you would grow me back!” screamed Kaitlin. This only caused the sisters to laugh.

“We did grow you back, all 7’8” of you.” replied Sarah.

Kaitlin took a quick glance down and noticed that the floor tiles were the exact same size as she was used to. Looking out into the locker room Kaitlin was shocked at what she saw. Twenty or so girls were busy chatting about their day as they got undressed. The only problem was the fact that seven foot lockers didn’t even come up to their breasts! A couple more girls soon entered the room after having to crouch to get through the doorway. Not a single girl in the room was below nine feet tall except for Kaitlin.

A massive hand came to rest on both sides of Kaitlin’s shoulders. “Don’t worry short stuff, the doctor said that you might hit eight feet by the end of the semester.” Maggie couldn’t help but add in her two cents worth as well.

“Yeah, and then you’ll be even less of a shrimp!”

"Hey short stuff!"
"How's the weather down there?"
"Careful you don't get crushed!"
"Are you part of the youth outreach program?"

These were but a few of the insults hurled at Sheila during her... Short phase. The girl stood a measly five foot even, not a terrible figure once you averaged it out, but held a special sort of sting for the former volley ball captain.

Once, she was a colossus- striding around town at a gigantic seven and a half feet, Sheila had felt like a giantess with all the tiny people buzzing around her feet, trying desperately to not get stepped on. She was a captain of her team, a bombshell with her long and luxurious brown locks; teachers bowed down to her and tripped over themselves to give her the highest marks. At her prime, she could have any man or woman she desired, all she needed do was ask.

Not so anymore.

With her height change came the inevitable social change- no longer was she captain (it being given to Kelsey, her number one, who stood six and half feet). No longer was she looked at with such lust by anyone who passed her by. Teachers started to grade her more harshly, finding fault in even the smallest of details; and finally, maybe worst of all, she was consistently rejected by people she approached.

One guy had even said, "I don't date bugs."

Humiliating!

But the worst of the worst, in er opinion, wasn't just the size thing. It was who had done it. Sarah. Janey.

Sheila grit her teeth, unable to contain the kind of rage that generally warranted a trip to therapy. The girls, once done with shrinking her, had made her life hell- daily foot massages, uniform cleaning, homework, and even the occasional oral to their nethers. And why? All because she pointed out how short they were compared to her seven and half.

But today... Today was the day.

They had agreed, however begrudgingly, to unshrink Sheila back to her normal size. The idea had come quickly, in a flash almost. The two dominatrixes almost seemed to giggle on some unseen signal and grant to Sheila, almost as if they knew it wouldn't work, her returned size and freedom.

Today. Today.

Sheila almost suspected that the other shoe had to drop still... But still. Today.

She awaited for them in a locker room. Her locker room, in fact, where she had been so dominant and alpha in her field of sports. Where she had utilized an almost sexually-flavored domination on both friends and fiends. How bitter that irony was, that she would be both dethroned and reinstated as queen here.

Sheila jumped when she heard the clamorous clang of the locker room doors click open. She almost went to greet them, but then realized that she wasn't sure who it would be coming through that door. She resisted... But it paid off.

The smiling, near saccharine faces of her enslavers appeared round the corner. God, they were tall! How they looked down onto her! The two remained more than a foot each higher than Sheila, a position she had enjoyed for the longest time.

The girls stopped to stare at sheila. One covered her her mouth and whispered something into the ear of the other, and they both laughed.

Sheila felt her cheeks flush a beet red- the nerve of these cunts! Where she bigger, she might've bashed their heads together!

But. This close to freedom, and this close back to being a giantess, she wisely kept her tongue.

"Kept you waiting long?" The blonde teased, walking over and squeezing Sheila's shoulder. She repressed a shoulder and shook her head.

"Not at all," she replied coolly. That wasn't true, in fact- she had been waiting since ten AM, a little over two hours ago, but she sure as hell didn't want to say anything about it. Nothing to rock the boat.

"Oh good," the redhead continued, mockingly. "We know you're reaaaallly busy nowadays."

Sheila simply nodded.

Don't rock the boat.

The two girls sat heavily on either side of the diminutive slave, each leaning a little too closely for comfort for her.

"So," one began, "I guess that you'll be wanting to get big again, right?"

Sheila nodded cautiously. "If that's... If that's alright with you."

"I dunno," the other droned. Sheila felt her stomach drop, but that sensation soon gave way to the feel if a soft hand squeezing up her leg. "I think you're a pretty great as a slave. Are you sure you want to go back?"

The hand moved up and Sheila felt the woman's pinky finger brush on her clitoris behind the gym shorts. Her breath stopped in her lungs, and she felt the other girl do the same. A familiar want shocked through her bones and muscle, an old familiar... lust.

Her groin tightened at the thought, unbidden, but was soon past. She had to concentrate.

Don't let the boat be rocked.

"Yes," Sheila said as evenly as possible, I want to go back. Please."

The two girls frowned poutingly, eyeing each other.

"Well then... Let's head to the shower."

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Sheila let the warm water run over her naked body, wetting her hair. The instructions were simple enough: 'close your eyes and wash your hair.'

Why it had to be was beyond her, but who was she to question judgment? Most especially from her captors?

The two girls were standing behind her, flush under their own two showers. They stared intently at her, but only let the water run over them. Sheila did her best to ignore the eyes knifing into her back and uncorked the shampoo, squeezing out a generous amount.

She closed her eyes, and began to lather her hair up. At first, there was nothing. But then, the sudden warmth. Starting in her stomach, expanding out from her stomach to her limbs and head and extremities. The warmth grew and grew. Bigger, and bigger. She felt... An expansion. Her toes slid across the tile and rubbed against and groove of grout. She was growing!

She let out a soft gasp, followed by a soft and satisfied smile. She could've cried.

She imagined, in her ecstasy, growing more. Back to a healthy seven and a half feet tall. And then... More. Eight. Nine. Ten.

Onwards.

Fifteen. Twenty. Thirty.

Her feet breaking the tile, her head cracking the ceiling.

Fifty. Seventy five. One hundred.

The building around her collapses. Everyone, including these two cunts but excluding her, dies in the process.

Two hundred.

She stands as a tall colossus on campus, naked and beautiful and lovely and dirty from the rubble.

Three hundred. Stop.

High enough, she thought.

She would scan the campus, laughing at how tiny all the buildings were. The library. The cafeteria commons. Dorms. Various classrooms.

All tiny.

She would laugh to herself, lick her lips, and head to the nearest panicking mob...

But then she woke! Still wet, still in the shower...

She dared opened her eyes.

There she was, higher. The faucet lower, the windows and ceiling lowered...

She was a giantess again!

She chuckled to herself, and closed her eyes bak again.

"Sooooo good," she moaned, swinging around. "Sooo good to be big again. Why don't you-"

She opened her eyes, and gasped. The two girls... Sheila was still at their breasts! She gasped. But hasn't she grown? Wasn't she already done now? Why... Why was she... Why?

"I... I..."

"Well," the red head crooned, leaning down to get eye level with Sheila, "you just looked to be having so much fun..."

"...we just couldn't let you have all the fun!" The blonde finished. They both laughed in unison.

"But, but... I'm big now! That... That means you're-"

"Bigger?" Both responded at the same time. They erupted in laughter.

"Yes, that's true. Yes, you're seven and half feet tall now... But we're bigger still! We're both nine and a half- large and in charge!"

Sheila was flabbergasted. Angry. Fearful.

The nerve.

The nerve!

It wasn't fair. Not at all! She was supposed to be the big one, her! Not these bitches. Gathering her courage, she turned up to meet them...

...only to be greeted by a loofah and bar of soap in her face.

"Well?" The redhead gloated, smiling, "get back to work, slave."