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Story Notes:

The giantesses in this story will generally fall in the 8 to 20 foot range, but there will temporary instances of much larger sizes.

Author's Chapter Notes:

The first couple chapters were written several years ago; my writing style has evolved since then, and hopefully the change will be noticeable.

Chapter 1

Nolan couldn't believe they had spent two hours in the mall and they weren't even done yet. It wasn't even that they had spent a lot of money; indeed, the problem was that Amy was being painfully slow with her shopping. She had about three hundred bucks in cash and gift cards from her twenty-first birthday and was spending it like she would never see money again. Amy had drug him through nearly every store in the mall, some of them twice, and she had only came away with a few clothes, a video game and some massive anime art book that Amy herself described as 'dorky'. Thankfully, this was supposed to be their last stop; a jewelry store.

"You really don't mind?" Amy asked, looking up at her boyfriend. "I know we've been here a long time already and this could take a while..."

"For like the fifth time, no, I really don't mind." Nolan replied.

Amy pushed back a lock of her blonde hair from her glasses and grinned from ear to ear. "Thanks. Hopefully it won't take too long, this is my splurge item!"

Nolan couldn't help but smile back. She was absolutely adorable when her face lit up that way. "I need to get your gift anyway. Meet you at the food court?"

"Sounds great."

About twenty minutes later, Amy's smile was gone and her joy was replaced with frustration. Sh decided to do one final pass over the jewelry store. She was determined to find something she'd enjoy in her price range, but she began to feel the whole place was out of the question. Every piece she'd inquired about was good ten times out of her range. Nothing new caught her eye, though, and she sighed.

"I don't suppose you have anything in a lower price range, do you?" she asked the sales rep behind the display case.

"Well, I suppose I can think of one item," he replied. "Give me just a moment."

The man opened a door behind him and disappeared for a moment. He came back carrying a black box, placed it on the glass and opened it to reveal a golden ring with a sapphire mounted on it.

"I swear this thing has a mind of its own. Usually takes me forever to find it back there, but this time it was just sitting plain view."

"Really?" Amy asked, "This looks as expensive as all the other things."

"Unfortunately, this is not a real gem and it is not plated in true gold. I must say it is an almost flawless reproduction; the difference is impossible to see with the eye. Sadly, that is not enough for most of our customers."

Amy took the ring from the case and eagerly slid it onto her finger. Rather than the cold touch of metal, the ring filled her with an unexpected warmth. Much to Amy's relief and delight, the ring fit perfectly. She looked up at the sales rep, beaming.

"How much?"

"One-hundred and twenty-five dollars."

"Sold," she answered without hesitation. She pulled out the entirety of the money her grandparents had given her plus a bit of her own and handed it over. With an extra bounce in her step, Amy headed back out to the mall to meet Nolan downstairs. As she came down the escalator, Amy sighed when she caught sight of Nolan sitting at table with a woman she didn't recognize.

Amy's self-consciousness about her own height and figure made her quite worried when taller, bustier women started getting a little too friendly with Nolan. Not that out sizing her was a great feat; Amy stood at a whopping 4'11" and, while not exactly flat, her lack of curves did her no favors when paired with her tiny stature. even Nolan, at an unimpressive 5'7", towered over her.

She stepped off the escalator and casually approached the table. The thought of eavesdropping crossed her mind but she shook it off quickly, instead listening the best she could as she approached.

"You ever been told you're kinda cute?" the girl asked.

"Um, once or twice. I guess in a nerdy sort of way?" he answered.

Amy loudly cleared her throat and hustled over to Nolan before he could reply. "Hey. Sorry that took so long."

"Oh, who might this be? Your little sister?"

The woman's words pierced Amy's heart. Could she manage to go a day without enduring some kind of shot at her body? Every time, every goddamn time she started to become a little more secure about herself, something invariably happened to drag her down again. She couldn't even bring herself to say anything, instead just standing with her mouth agape.

"This is my girlfriend." Nolan answered in a harsh tone.

"Oh. Ooooohh. I'm very sorry," the girl told Amy, who wouldn't even make eye contact, "I suppose I should go and try to dislodge my foot from my mouth."

The woman stood up from the chair and hastily made for the doors to the parking lot. Amy plopped herself down in the chair and sulked with her head resting on one of her hands.

"I'm sorry, Amy. You alright?"

"Yes." Amy replied snippily. She wanted him to stop before she blew up. She was a powder keg and he was waving around an open flame. Most times she could deal with it because she knew he meant well deep down, but this wasn't a normal day.

"You hungry? I'll go order you something."

"No."

Nolan sighed. "Listen, Amy, you're not short. You-"

Kaboom.

"Stop it!" Amy yelled. She stood up and angrily walked over to him. "God dammit, Nolan, stop it! It doesn't make it better when you tell me shit I know isn't true! Why do you men have to try and fix everything?! I'm not a fucking puzzle that needs solving! Sometimes I just need to simmer!"

"I was just trying to help."

"I know, but it doesn't work! We've been over that! If you want to help, don't ogle every damn woman that comes on to you!"

"I was not! She was irritating the hell out of me!"

"Yeah, you looked really irritated staring at her boobs! How long were you planning on letting her hit on you?!"

"You know I get flustered sometimes! I didn't want to be a dick!"

"So you'd rather make me fe-"

Amy stopped mid-sentence and began to wince. A light tingle surged through her right arm and spread to her entire body. She rubbed her forehead and tried to shake it off but the feeling seemed to intensify.

"Amy? What's wrong?"

"I-I'm fine. My clothes just feel tight," she complained. She looked away and adjusted her bra strap as discreetly as she could.

"Amy, what's happening to you? Are you getting taller?" Nolan asked with much more urgency than before.

Amy didn't answer, far too preoccupied with looking over her body. Her shirt had slowly crept up her body, exposing her toned stomach. The cotton began to rip loudly but not nearly fast enough for Amy's comfort. It was more than simply growing larger; she couldn't deny that her breasts were swelling at a

much greater rate. Her nearly non-existent breasts now stuck out a few inches, applying even more pressure to the overstretched garment. Desperately wanting free of her fabric prison, she thrust her swelling chest outward and forced the shirt to rip in two, exposing her massive chest practically spilling out of a comically undersized bra.

"They're so...so big..." she sighed sensually.

Her short blue jean shorts hadn't fared much better. Her once bony butt was now an enormous, shapely derriere. The shorts crept higher as she continued to grow, exposing more and more smooth skin, before giving out completely.

With the pain of her restraints gone, Amy felt nothing but complete bliss. Every last inch of her body was brimming with an incredible energy. Her modesty long ago gone, Amy let out progressively louder moans that echoed through the now-silent mall.

"God, it's like an orgasm that doesn't stooooop!"

As she neared eight feet in height, her bra finally popped off, revealing two voluptuous breasts. By now, Amy was completely lost in the euphoria of her incredible transformation. She squeezed and fondled her massive melons and felt them swelling against her palms, completely oblivious to the crowd of onlookers. One hand traced its way down her stomach and down to her sopping wet pussy and started to rub rhythmically, the other still cupping her breasts as they just kept growing. "Why does this...ungh...feel..so...GOOOOOD!?" the gigantic Amy boomed.

Only after she had nearly doubled in height did her growth slow to a halt. She pulled her hands away from her sensitive areas and let them rest at her side as she caught her breath, eyes still closed. For a moment, everyone was able to admire the sweating, panting, nine-and-a-half foot woman.

Amy's eyes slowly opened as she took in her new perspective. She looked around, mouth agape, at the miniature world around her.

Down below, Nolan was at a complete loss. In two minutes his dorky, cute, petite girlfriend had transformed into a voluptuous, towering beauty. He considered getting her attention but hesitated; what if she was still mad? Angry Amy was surprisingly intimidating when she was short. Giant angry Amy sounded downright terrifying. Putting aside his concerns, he shouted up to her.

"Are you okay?! Amy!"

Amy looked down in Nolan's direction but her breasts had grown so large that they obscured her view. She took a few steps back, her enormous bare feet making a distinct thunk against the tile floor, and barely managed to make out Nolan. Her eyes went wide and chill ran down her spine as the reality of the situation set in.

"Oh God. Oh my fucking God, this was real! I thought I was having a dream!" she cried. She made a desperate attempt to cover herself with her hands and arms but was only barely able to cover her swollen areole, let alone the rest of the giant mounds of titflesh. Amy looked around, horrified at the crowd of hundreds that had gathered, a handful of them trying and failing to conceal their attempts to photograph her with their phones.

Nolan could see the anxious look on Amy's face and things started to snowball and she completely lost it.

"Amy, follow me. We're getting out of here. You can hold it together a little while longer. I know you're strong enough."

The amazonian woman took a deep breath and nodded. Her nervous expression was replaced with one of determination as she summoned all the willpower she had.

"Y-yeah. Breaking down's not going to solve anything. Let's go."

Nolan ran ahead at a slow jog, knowing Amy's much longer strides could easily keep pace. "Where are we going, exactly?"

Nolan didn't reply because he hadn't actually figured that out yet. The whole thing he had been concerned with was getting her out of the spotlight, but a throng of people was still trailing them.

"Nolan! Amy!" a familiar voice came from down the corridor.

"Is that Megan? It's Megan!" Amy exclaimed, pointing at her tall, raven-haired roommate in a black shirt and khakis. "She's a manager at a place here, I forgot!"

Amy abandoned her rather futile efforts to cover herself and sprinted full speed, her footsteps leaving small cracks in the tile as she blew past Nolan and reached the store. She clumsily squeezed her large body through the door and stumbled onto the carpet before crawling farther inside and hiding behind

some tall shelves. Megan followed Nolan inside, slammed a button to lowered the store's metal shutters and walked back to address the couple.

"So does someone want to explain what the fuck is going on here? I went in the store room for ten minutes and all hell broke loose."

"I don't really know," Amy explained. "Nolan and I had a little spat, I got upset and then everything kind of went fuzzy. Next thing I know I'm blowing up into this."

"Amy, you...you do know what you were doing in the meantime, right?" Nolan asked. "I know," Amy went red with embarrassment. "I was enjoying it too much..."

"Holy shit, that was YOU?!" Megan shouted.

"You heard that?!"

"How could I not?! I assumed it was some couple in a storeroom next door, not my innocent little roomie rubbing one out in-"

"OKAY, can we NOT talk about that anymore!? Can we get me covered up instead? I don't want to be

naked when the cops get here."

"Oh, right. Lemee go get the biggest sheets we have. Don't you two do anything while I'm gone."

Megan took out her keys and went through an 'Employees Only' door which clicked shut behind her. Amy noticed Nolan still had his back to her with his arms crossed.

"Nolan," she began, "I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry. I shouldn't have exploded on you like that. You didn't deserve it."

"And I'm sorry I don't know when to shut my mouth." Nolan replied, still unmoving. "Please turn around and look at me. I don't want to talk to the back of your head." "I didn't want to make you...uncomfortable by looking at you naked. I might stare."

Amy leaned forward with a grin and put a big hand on Nolan's shoulder and effortlessly turned him around. He went wide-eyed for a split second and immediately shut his eyes.

"Nol, don't do that." she chided him.

"You know I'll end up staring."

"I don't care. If you can actually look at me it'll make me feel better...like less of a huge freak."

Nolan was silent for a moment before letting out an exaggerated sigh. "I guess if I have to look at your amazing body again, I'm willing to make that sacrifice."

Amy burst out laughing, something she'd desperately needed.

Nolan opened his eyes and simply admired the gorgeous woman before him. Her long, shapely legs, her firm abs, and especially her enormous, bare breasts. They were at least half a foot wide each. He imagined it would be a struggle to even hold half of one in both his hands. Despite their sheer size, they looked remarkably firm, sticking out almost just to spite gravity. He looked up to her face and she met his gaze with a nervous smile and blushed bright pink. It still didn't quite register that she was almost as tall sitting down as he was standing up.

"You wanted me to look and now you look embarrassed that I did."

"Well, it's not exactly how I imagined you'd see me naked for the first time. I figured I'd be about five feet shorter. And...I'd always been nervous that you'd be disappointed at how small I was, or that you just didn't want to because of what you expected. I mean, we've been dating for six months but we've never even tried to...you know."

Before Nolan could answer, Megan returned carrying several large bedsheets.

"Here we go! This should cover you for now. I'll craft them into something nicer later."

"White sheets? Really?" Amy groaned.

"They were the only ones that I could find that would cover you well enough. Besides, you can almost wear them like a toga!"

"It'd be fitting," Nolan chuckled. "You've got the body of a goddess, you might as well dress like one, right?"

Amy's face turned a deep red. "Oh, thanks...um, would you two help me get them on?"

Nolan and Megan spent the next few minutes wrapping the sheets around Amy's body. While the two worked, Nolan's words echoed through Amy's mind and filled her with an incredible warmth. It wasn't as though he never complimented her figure before; Amy was simply too insecure to really believe it when he did. This time, though, it really sunk in. She replayed his words in her mind a few times and smiled wider each time.

"Amy, you've got the goofiest look on your face right now," Megan teased. "What's up?" "Oh, nothing." Amy giggled. "Nothing at all."

After plenty of fiddling and pulling, Amy's body was reasonably covered and her dignity was restored. Megan wheeled over a body mirror and Amy examined herself. The makeshift outfit lacked shoulder straps, instead held up by tight knots and safety pins. She looked down at her cavernous cleavage and tugged on the sheet.

"If this holds, it'll be a miracle," Amy said dryly. "Especially up front."

"Or the back." Megan laughed. "Anyway, I think we did a pretty damn good job if I do say so myself." Suddenly, someone knocked several times against the shutters of the store.

"State Police! Please open up!" a male voice called out.

"Wow, guess we got that done in the nick of time, huh?!" Megan exclaimed. "I'll go open it up for them. Just remember, don't let them push you around, okay? They might try the tough guy act, but they'd have to climb on a ladder to look you in the eye."

Megan gave Amy the tightest hug she could before walking to the front of the store, leaving her and Nolan alone again.

"She's right," Nolan said, looking Amy in the eyes. "Don't let them intimidate you. Besides, we're here for you. I'm here for you." He placed a comforting hand on Amy's shoulder.

Amy couldn't help but pull him close. She ran a big hand through his hair and down his back while she nuzzled his neck and whispered softly into his ear.

"Thank you, Nolan. You really have no idea how much you've done for me today.

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