Chapter
13
As
she sped down the mostly empty highway, Megan pondered whether she’d
finally lost the last shreds of her sanity. Seriously, what in the
hell was wrong with her? She had sworn to head to the mall and
ignore her earlier strange thoughts. But shortly after getting in her
car, her phone’s map app brought up a location on its own
accord. Megan zoomed in and recognized the photos as the area from
her earlier weird visions. Rather than disregard it like a rational
person, she instead opted to follow the directions. Now here she
was, driving toward a busy part of the city she’d never
visited, all because of some nagging voice in her head, brief
hallucination, and a buggy app? Yet in the end, it all seemed no less
ludicrous than the alternative of simply waiting around to see how
the nearly omnipotent Amy decided to toy with the universe.
Wonder
if Nolan will do anything to keep her in check. Doubt it. Guess I
can’t really blame him, though. Probably not much you can do
to resist a literal god who’s head-over-heels in love with you.
Just means I’m in this alone, that’s all. She
drummed her fingers on the steering wheel and sighed. I’ve
just got a bad feeling Amy is going to do something outrageous, and
I’m the only person in the entire universe who may have any
chance of stopping it.
After
a few more minutes of quiet driving, Megan finally arrived at her
exit. She followed the directions through several winding, packed
streets, honking her horn at more than one person crossing the road
without paying attention. Taking a few more turns, Megan found
herself in nearly the exact spot from her earlier vision.
Miraculously, there was a curbside parking spot available directly in
front of her
destination
– at least, if she could wedge her SUV between two other parked
cars. Summoning distant memories of learning how to parallel park,
Megan managed to narrowly squeeze her way between two other cars,
only coming close to scraping them three times.
Narrowly
avoiding having her door taken off by a negligent passing car, Megan
hopped out and looked at the building in front of her in disbelief.
A
coffee shop,
she mentally fumed. Not
a jewelry store or a museum or anywhere that might give me some clue
about Amy’s ring. No, it’s a fucking coffee shop.
Please,
just go inside, pleaded the voice from before, louder and clearer
than ever. Trust me! That goddamn voice again. You know what? Fine.
Fine. If it’ll make this stop, fine!
Megan
hastily made her way inside and took a look around, wondering just
what precisely she was supposed to find. Given it was rather late in
the morning, the shop was still rather busy and mostly full, but not
nearly the absolutely zoo these sort of places typically were in the
early hours.
Most
of the customers were young people like her on summer break from high
school or college, though she recognized none of their faces: that
is, until her eyes drifted to the back corner and spotted a
spectacle almost too ridiculous to believe.
Dear
God...
Sitting
at a table was blonde man who she quickly recognized as Daniel, Amy’s
shy but cute friend from the beach with whom Megan hit it off quite
well. Surrounding him were three young, voluptuous and, most
strikingly, enormous women who absolutely dwarfed the red-faced
Daniel. A brunette and a blonde, both easily pushing eight feet in
height, sat to either side of him, rubbing their hands along his
arms and chest. Remarkably, they weren’t even the largest women
in the room. Flanking him and gently massaging his shoulders knelt a
breathtaking beauty rivaling even Amy in size, with flawless skin and
flowing ruby hair. Daniel’s head rested against her enormous
bosom which threatened to burst out of her plaid shirt.
Good
lord, they’re huge! Uh, the girls, not the boobs. Well, okay,
both. But HOW? Did Amy do this? No, that makes zero sense. She
wouldn’t nudge me and the nerd together and then surround him
with a bunch of giant co-eds. Daniel’s probably not even on
her radar anyway. So then what the hell did?
As
Megan continued to gawk at the spectacle, Daniel’s gaze soon
drifted over and met her own, and the young man turned bug-eyed.
While he didn’t seem to be in great distress, he nonetheless
mouthed ‘help’.
Help?
How exactly am I supposed to help? Megan
frowned and sighed. Guess
I can’t very well leave him hanging, but I’m not getting
into a brawl with three amazons. You’re cute, Danny, but no
one’s THAT cute.
After
taking a moment to weigh her options, she strolled towards the table,
pretending the situation was perfectly normal. The girls soon took
notice of her, turning guarded and eyeing her more suspiciously with
each step. In particular, the redhead took on a protective stance,
draping her arms over Daniel’s shoulders and resting her chin
upon his head.
“Um,
don’t worry, girls,” Daniel assured his companions. “This
is Megan, a friend of mine.”
Along
with the other two women, the ruby-haired girl’s expression
softened almost instantly, morphing into a warm smile. “Oh, I
see. Sorry for the rude welcome,” she apologized in a much
softer and gentler voice than Megan expected. “Just being
cautious. We’ve seen Danny get picked on in the past, and
that’s not happening again on our watch.” The giantess
brought her hand from Daniel’s chest and extended it. “I’m
Kate, by the way. Good to meet you.”
Megan
reluctantly shook her hand; more accurately, she made a brave attempt
to do so, but the hand was simply too massive. The enormous, soft
palm completely engulfed hers in its warmth, and Megan winced
slightly as Kate, no doubt ignorant of her newfound strength,
squeezed her hand tightly.
“Likewise,”
Megan answered meekly. “Mind if I ask exactly you know Daniel?”
“Oh,
we’re his group for a summer class,” explained the
blonde. “And boy, did we ever luck out. We thought this
project was going to take forever, but Danny here plowed through it
like nothing. He’s a freaking genius! And he’s
absolutely adorable to boot! How do you keep your hands off of him?”
“It’s,
um, not easy,” Megan replied.
Hard
to believe I’d see anything weirder than what Amy’s
pulled off the past few days, but this sure takes the cake. It’s
like these girls are hypnotized. Do they not even realize how massive
they are? What on earth could have done this?
Whether
she liked it or not, Megan soon received an answer. A brief flash of
light drew her attention to Daniel’s hand, and her heart
practically ground to a halt at what she spotted Resting upon his
middle finger was a platinum ring, adorned with numerous emeralds.
Though it bore almost no resemblance to Amy’s own, it emitted
a barely visible glow, and simply gazing upon it filled Megan with
the same eerie feeling. Her body began to tremble, partly with fear
but mostly with sheer rage.
No.
No way. No. FUCKING! WAY! Are these things nerd magnets?! How the
fuck did he wind up with that?! This is so unfair! So fucking
unfair! I’ve had to spend the last two days watching my best
friend turn into an all-powerful goddess before my eyes, and yet
he’s the one who gets this dropped right in his lap?!
Please
forgive me,
pleaded the voice. I
had no other choice!
“Everything
okay, Megan?” Daniel asked. “You look pale as a ghost.”
“Yeah,
yeah!” Megan insisted, perhaps too strongly. “I just
zoned out for a second.”
Does
he realize what he’s wearing, or was this all his subconscious
like happened with Amy at first? Please let him be ignorant of it.
He must be. There’s no way he’d still be this timid
otherwise.
“Um,
anyway, ladies?” Daniel spoke up. “I apologize for being
rude, but do you think I could speak with Megan privately about
something? It’s actually rather important. I’ve enjoyed
your company so much today, really! And-”
Kate’s
finger pressed against Daniel’s lips to shush him. “Say
no more. You’re too cute not to share. We’ve got stuff
to take care of, anyway. Probably should have left sooner, but it’s
just so hard to pull ourselves away from you! Call us soon, though,
okay?”
“A-absolutely!”
Rising
to their feet in unison, it became clear how much the three enormous
women utterly dwarfed the six foot tall Megan. Even with their
heartwarming smiles, the gentle giants were an imposing presence.
She thanked her lucky stars Daniel had wound up in a group with a few
friendly ladies rather than creating some giant, stuck-up sorority
sisters.
Up
until two days ago, I’d never felt short in my life. Now I
might as well be a fucking dwarf.
Letting
the other two stroll ahead to the exit, Kate stopped within a few
inches of Megan, close enough for her to truly appreciate the
redhead’s beauty. A tinge of jealously entered Megan’s
mind, not only at Kate’s unbelievable body but that Daniel had
gotten her all to himself. The comforting warmth radiating from her
body, the pleasant fragrance of her perfume, those absurdly huge tits
begging to be freed...
“Take
good care of him, alright?” Kate implored with a wink.
For
reasons unclear even to herself, Megan’s cheeks flushed bright
pink as she managed nothing more than a nod, much to Kate’s
amusement. Shooting Daniel one last smile, Kate turned and followed
her friends’ lead, squeezing her shapely hips through the
doorframe and nearly cracking it in the process. Once the giantess
had forced her way out, Megan turned to face a still-flustered
Daniel, trying in vain to straighten his hair.
“Oh,
God, Megan, thank you so much,” he proclaimed.
“Sure
didn’t look like you needed rescuing, but you’re
welcome,” Megan responded as she took a seat. “Guess you
don’t have any explanation for all that, huh?”
“You’d
guess right. I have no idea how they got so huge. They all used to be
around my height, give or take a couple inches. Imagine my shock
when I answered my doorbell and saw that. My jaw practically hit the
floor and I just gawked for about ten seconds. Or, at least, that’s
what the girls tell me I did
before
I fainted. Eventually, I came to in Kate’s arms, being cuddled
like a stuffed animal. I asked how in the world they’d gotten
so tall and they looked at me like I had three heads.” His
cheeks flushed hot and red. “Kate insisted they’d always
been that size, just like I’d always been so cute.”
Listening
to how Daniel’s subconscious turned those women into voluptuous
giants only fueled Megan’s jealousy, not to mention giving her
the urge to gag at Kate’s line. Everything she’d desired
had been handed to girls too brainwashed to appreciate their amazing
gift instead of drooling over him.
“After
a few more futile attempts to argue, I decided this was a lucid dream
of some sort and got to work. I was a little amazed at how quickly I
blazed through problem after problem with the girls being, uh,
frisky. Once we finished the project up, the girls insisted on taking
me out for coffee as a thank you. By that, I mean Kate quite
literally swept me off my feet and carried me here in her arms. At
least she was gentle about it. And truthfully, being protected by
three of the biggest, strongest women on the planet gave me a sense
of security I could have never imagined.”
“Yet
you got me to bail you out of it.”
“Because
you were the first and only person all morning to notice something
was off! Everyone else acted like three giant, gorgeous women
fawning over a dorky little guy was utterly unremarkable. I needed
confirmation that I wasn’t insane.” He averted his gaze
momentarily. “And, well, it meant I’d get to talk to you
again.”
Megan’s
eyebrows perked up. “Even if it meant getting rid of your
little harem?”
“Yes.”
Daniel’s cheeks flushed crimson yet again. “I had a great
time with you yesterday. You were funny, friendly, interesting.”
He paused and chuckled. “Not to mention I know you’re
actually real.”
Nothing
stroked Megan’s ego like being admired and crushed on, and
Daniel certainly provided no shortage of that. She only barely
prevented a wry smile from warping into a full-blown smirk.
“Those
girls were right about something, at least; you really are adorable.”
“Really?!
Um, I mean, thanks.” Daniel wiped his brow with his
ring-bearing hand, reminding Megan of her objective.
“By
the way, what’s the story with the ring? You don’t strike
me as a jewelry-wearing kind of guy.”
“Oh,
this? That’s actually a good question. It was sitting on my
nightstand when I went to bed last night. I don’t actually
know where it came from, either, but I just felt compelled to try it
on and apparently forgot about it.”
“Mind
if I see it?” Megan blurted out.
The
prospect of taking off the ring clearly caused Daniel some
discomfort. His thumb and forefinger fiddled
with the ring while he spent a moment staring at it.
“Um,
please don’t take this the wrong way, but I’d rather
leave it on. It seems kinda valuable, you know? Not that I don’t
trust you, but I’d hate for it to get dropped or roll off
someplace.”
Damn.
“Oh,
no, I didn’t expect you to let me try it on. Just thought I’d
look at it on your hand.” “Oh, sure,” Daniel
answered, a smile returning to his face. “Knock yourself out.”
Here’s
hoping he doesn’t have Amy’s strength and crush my hand
into dust.
Megan
clasped the rough skin of Daniel’s hands with both of her own
and pulled it closer. With her fingers only a few inches from the
ring, the hairs on the back of Megan’s neck stood on end. The
power emitted by the ring was familiar and palpable, the same as she
sensed whenever Amy’s godlike body towered over her.
Quick,
just make contact!
Following
directions, Megan ever so gently pressed her finger to the cold metal
of the ring’s underside. YES!
YES! It really is you! Give me just one moment and I’ll release
myself from this caretaker! Caretaker?
Was the
ring itself speaking to her? And why was it so interested in
her in particular? “Actually, Megan, you know what? I’m
being paranoid. Why don’t you try it on?” “Aw,
really?” Megan chirped. “Thank you!”
Megan
resisted the urge to simply yank the ring off Daniel’s finger,
lest it go rolling away just as he’d feared. Instead, she put
her fingertip to his and gently slid it forward. Her restraint broke
the moment it touched her flesh and she quickly plunged it down to
the very end of her finger. Expecting to experience a surge of
energy, a tingling feeling, any sort of indication of the powerful
artifact she believed herself to be wearing, Megan felt nothing of
the sort.
Shit.
Do I need to activate it somehow? Hey, voice, you still there?
Silence.
Another
few moments passed with Megan staring at the ring, hoping for
something, anything to happen. A knot in her stomach tightened with
each passing second as she expected Daniel to soon ask for it back.
Suddenly, a fire ignited inside her, heat blazing through her entire
body. Megan clasped her hand over her mouth just in the nick of time
to muffle a deep moan from the wave of unimaginable
pleasure
rippling through her body, followed by several more, each better than
the last. The waves of near-ecstasy soon morphed into an all-out
flood, continuing for a few moments before finally relenting.
“Are
you all right, Megan?” Daniel probed, leaning over the table.
All
right? Was he kidding? Megan had never been better in her life! The
pleasure may have vanished, but whatever caused it had clearly
altered her body. A feeling of power unlike any Megan had every
experienced coursed through her veins. She felt strong. Invigorated.
Alive.
Sorry,
master, proclaimed
the voice. Maybe
that was too much at once, but at least now you’ve got some
power to work with!
Pulling
back her hand, Megan revealed a smirk that would have frightened
anyone aware of the reason behind it.
“Don’t
worry, Danny,” she chirped. “I’m absolutely
fantastic.”
So
I’ve got some ‘power’, huh? I wonder just how much.
Like, can I make him forget he ever had the ring in the first place?
Bringing
her hand beneath the table and snapping her fingers, Megan watched
Daniel’s flinch and shake his head.
“Whoa,
sorry about that,” Daniel apologized. He looked around the room
in a daze. “Felt a little dizzy there. Um, I’m going to
grab a bottle of water real fast. Would you like anything while I’m
up?”
“Nah,
I’m good,” she replied, and Daniel trotted off.
Chills
ran down Megan’s spine from the realization of what she’d
done. With a snap of her finger, she’d selectively altered
someone’s memory. And to think it had only taken seconds of
wearing the ring to become this powerful. How long would it be
before she matched Amy’s might?
Oh,
shit. Amy.
A
sudden sense of panic gripped Megan. What was going to happen when
Amy found out what she’d gotten her hands on? She’d
probably be livid at the idea of someone matching her might.
Regardless of how powerful the ring might make her down the road,
right now Amy could still figuratively and literally swat her like
an annoying insect.
Don’t
fret, master! As long as you don’t use your powers for anything
too drastic, I can keep us under the radar while we rebuild your
strength. Amy won’t suspect a thing until it’s too late!
Then you can reclaim your rightful place atop this world before that
usurper tears this universe apart!
Okay,
I have so many questions right now, Megan
thought, hoping the voice could hear her. Why
are you calling
her a usurper? Are you the ring? If you are, why did you pick me out?
Why do you keep calling me master? And how the hell is Amy a threat
to the universe itself?
I
can explain everything! But, if I may say so, perhaps this isn’t
the best time or place? Don’t you want to play with your new
powers a bit? Using them will strengthen our link and help me make
you even more powerful! Don’t you want to make yourself a
little bigger and bustier?
In
another, more rational state of mind, Megan might have demanded an
explanation right then and there. But after spending the past two
days in both aw and envy of Amy’s ever-growing power and
progressively more incredible supernatural feats, Megan didn’t
need much convincing to have some fun of her own. Besides, the ring
viewed her as its master and seemed almost ecstatic at the idea of
turning her into an almighty being. Why question her fortune?
Megan
concentrated on making herself just an inch or so taller, enough to
escape Amy’s notice. It took barely a second for her wish to
become reality. Without moving a muscle, Megan watched her
perspective rise ever-so-slightly, her butt expanding against the
seat and stretching the already tight fabric of her pants just a bit
more.
It’s
working! Oh, God, it’s really working! She bit her lip as she
swelled even larger. Christ, this feels amazing! No wonder Amy lost
control of herself in the mall. I can’t imagine what this would
feel like to a virgin like her.
After
sprouting up another couple of inches, Megan begrudgingly brought her
growth to a halt at a formidable six-foot-four. She took a moment to
catch her breath and savor the lingering pleasure from what she
planned to be the first of many growth spurts.
Well,
that was supposed to just be an inch. Looks like I went a little
overboard. Ah, hell, Amy won’t tell the difference at her size
anyhow.
The
thunk of a water bottle on the table signaled Daniel’s return,
interrupting Megan’s trance. She glanced up to his smiling
face and could practically hear the gears turning in her head. Before
Daniel could sit down, she quickly stretched out a long leg and
pushed his chair away with her foot.
“I’ve
got an idea, Danny,” Megan purred. “How about we go for a
little walk? Maybe see a few shops? I don’t come around this
side of town very often, so maybe you could show me around?”
“R-really?
Aren’t you worried people might get the wrong idea? You know,
just you and me out together?”
“Wrong
idea, huh?”
Megan
savored every moment of standing to her new height, including Daniel
stumbling backwards from her imposing presence. She flashed an
almost predatory smile at the even tinier Daniel, now only eye-level
with her breasts and making a valiant attempt to keep his eyes from
them.
God,
he’s even more adorable at this size. He’s so innocent,
too. I’ve got half a mind to be offended that he’s not
gawking. Of course, once they’re big enough to smush a person
between them, it’ll be pretty hard for anyone to look away.
“Are
you saying you wouldn’t want to be seen with me?” Megan
continued.
The
question turned Daniel’s face the deepest shade of red she’d
seen yet. Maybe it was mean to make him squirm like this, but Megan
decided it was harmless enough. It wasn’t like she was just
toying with him; she really did enjoy his intellect, his boyish face
and, perhaps most importantly, the way she looked upon her with
admiration and awe like she was some sort of goddess, a description
that would soon be fitting of her status.
“O-of
course not! Quite the opposite!”
“So
quit with the protesting and just go with it. Okay?”
“O-okay.”
“Great.
Let’s get going, then. There’s a whole lot of places I
want to visit.”
Megan
wrapped her arm around Daniel and pulled him to her side, only
somewhat intentionally brushing his head against the side of her
breast. The smug smile on her face stretched even wider as she
enjoyed the rush of having wrapped someone around her finger. She
hadn’t even used the power of her ring to get him under thumb,
but with it, no one would be able to resist her charms, right?
Oh,
yes, master! You’ll have that power over anyone you desire!
Once you’ve returned to your full strength, every person on
the planet will be under you control, bound to your will!
Such
power was really at her fingertips. All she had to do was bide her
time. But of the corner of her eye, she watched the clock strike
noon, and Amy’s words about “something big” at
twelve o’clock sprung to mind. This left just one question:
just how much time did she have?