It took some time for me to be discharged from the hospital. There was quite a bit of work, trying to learn how to walk. I had no visitors during that time… not a single one. I did receive some amount of physical therapy. While I had been in bed for a year, I was otherwise largely uninjured... healed up after everything that had happened. In mere weeks, I went from someone who was nearly immobile to merely pathetically weak.

But on the last day, Kel arrived. He came in with a large think of... orange Joe. 

"This stuff is better than orange juice..." Kel remarked, carrying it in. "It's here to keep you well. Help you improve. I mean... this stuff really gives you energy!" He burped. It was already half empty.

"Is Aubrey... massive?" I replied, not even bothering to talk about Orange Joe. Kel cringed a little at my question, before answering. 

"Yeah... it's hyper-pher... something. I forgot what it's called. Basically, Aubrey got scammed into a medical treatment. Just for some extra money. And it's caused her to go into a runaway growth spurt. Rumor is that she's also become a bit of a massive pervert... like big and perverted." Kel struggled to find words to describe it. "I'm trying to get on the basketball team... and date a pretty cute girl on the women's team... she likes Orange Joe too, Sunny. I mean.... it's perfect!" Kel's mind was beginning to wonder, but he shook his head. "But that doesn't mean that I haven't talked to the idiot at all. I know Aubrey wants you to go there... I... I was the only one that suspected you. Honestly. About what happened. Basil used knots for plants all the time and... well... I know you haven't had much luck with women..."

"Any..." I corrected, laying back on the bed.

"Any luck with women... but if Aubrey gets ahold of you, that'll be on your tombstone. Death by snu-snu... I mean. I'm joking. But I'm also serious. She's not gonna control herself. And then, after the fact, she'll hate herself over it. It just feels like a bit of a waste after the effort I got to get you back out."

"I think I'll take her up on it..." I leaned back. "I'm gonna guess her mom's not there if Aubrey's growing like that. And people in this town always like rumors... I bet a lot of people aren't friendly towards Aubrey."

"She's a BIG girl now Sunny. Don't think that your support's required..." Kel sighed. "Obviously, I've been talking to her. Ok?" I nodded. Even Kel was a lot taller than me. But it was obvious that I was just short. The very scale wasn't wrong. "I'm just saying she's dangerous. Even if she seems nice. And wants TO BE nice. You could get hurt. Badly. Ok? She has the same anger problems she's always had... since... everything. But she's a lot bigger. And noone can really control her now. Just thought I'd give a warning." And with that, Kel left.

After Kel left, I found myself free, with only the blue ribbon to keep me company. Soon, step after step, I found myself back at Aubrey’s home, which still looked the same. There was some sort of anonymous love note laying on the door. The yard was fairly clean, without trash laying in the yard like I had seen. Otherwise, it was still the same small, run-down house that I had gotten used to.

But when I knocked on the old wooden door, I could hear a loud, sudden crash. This was followed by a sharp thump of something that seemed like the size of a whale. This was followed by several heavy footsteps and the door was slammed open. To reveal a girl's revealed stomach. I eyes couldn't help but drink in the pair of abs that suddenly were eye level to me. No longer was I down. The size difference was now super obvious.

“Well… hello… I have a peephole… so I can see who it is… and I guess… it’s sure nice… and… Sunny… out…” Aubrey held her hand to her forehead as she winced in pain. I could only see this from the vantage of looking straight up… as in reality, her head was blocked almost entirely by the door, her frame not exactly fitting in it. She was wearing fairly revealing pajamas, exposing most of her stomach, which I found myself staring straight into… the loud stomach gave a long, slow, hungry rumble. Apprehensively, I found myself taking a step back.

“I’m not going to EAT you Sunny. It’s been a while. Come on in, and I’ll explain a few things. I just have a hangover… and I need some coffee…” I walked into the dirty house. Clothes, of various sizes, were strewn all throughout the house. I had to step on them to even walk... there was barely a free spot on the entire floor. There were wrappers, plastic, various food containers of food all strewn throughout the home. It looked halfway like a garbage can. It smelled like sweat… body… odor… rotten food… and something indescribably good. It was like the house was… pheromone filled, a sort of pleasant musk that permeated the run down home. Her pajamas barely covered her butt, and I could easily see her panties as I followed her into the kitchen – they peeked out from above, as her PJs swallowed her panties entirely.

“Already staring at my butt? Indescribable, isn’t it? I have numerous fans, Sunny. Many people would like to be in your spot right now. And that’s going to be here. Cleaning for me, managing my schedule… underneath me. Assuming you’re staying here… and I think you are… you’re life’s gonna be helping mine out… ”

Without even knowing what I was going to be doing for Aubrey, I was overwhelmed with a feeling that I didn’t deserve any of this. I KILLED Mari. I KILLED her. Who would have given me something like this… something unparalleled. Aubrey let me use her PC a little. Message boards were filled with stories of her-rumors of the gigantic girl. Even not knowing who she was… people from all over wanted to be with her. And what about me, who had a crush on her when I was young.

"Heh... your mind's still consumed by guilt, isn't it? But we aren't divided into deserving and non-deserving. I just want you here, Sunny..." Aubrey's hands grabbed my shoulder, practically dragging me forward into the kitchen.

The sound of her heavy footsteps were muffled from clothes as she walked into the kitchen. Even sitting down, she was nearly as tall as me. The smell of coffee intermingled with the musk that permeated the house, as she sat down, and begun to drink from a single, over-sized mug, nursing her headache.

“I’ve honestly gotten used to my own smell. You’re probably in love with it already. My head’s not in the same spot as a virgin shut-in, but I can assume as much. But this place has to be cleaned… she groaned… there’s some eggs I ordered, you can have at them. Need your strength back.” Aubrey gestured towards a massive pile of eggs. It looked like way too much, but I begun to eat them slowly. Every moment I stopped, she looked disappointed, so I made some effort to eat as much as possible. But, even after two, I begun to feel nauseous.

“Man… you’re tiny, aren’t you? Like… if I exerted any effort. You would just BREAK. I mean… I’m not DONE growing Sunny. That’s kind of why I need you here…”

“Not… done?” I wondered, while trying to choke down some eggs.

“No… it’s a brand-new disorder Sunny… only discovered in a small amount of women… a few hundred. And really... it's only been this bad in me... It’s a small portion of a study…” her speech sounded rehearsed. It was clear she had said this before, but she continued bored, after sipping some coffee from the oversized mug… “It’s called Explosive growth syndrome… because it’s EXPLOSIVE. In more ways that one. It causes mood swings... I can be happy one moment, tense the next, angry another… and then embarrassed… all in the span of an hour.  Some also call it pheromone overload syndrome... because you're practically swimming in my pheromones. I overproduced pheromones... even for my size. It freaks out some people when I’m around them… enhanced hormone/pheromone levels… I can turn people on just by being around them… my sweat… my body practically wafts out with pheromones… I often catch people staring at me… my simple presence causes people to turn into puddles around me. It’s almost annoying. I don’t care if you become one. You should be a quiet puddle. You've always been a pretty calm presence. You seem like the type of boy who would make a good puddle.”

“You’re having trouble with two eggs… Aubrey remarked, creeping up right behind me, walking to the other side of the table. While they were over six feet apart, she was able to step directly over the table that I was using. In but a moment, I saw a full-on flash of her panties.

My blood flow was only so decent, but I guess that I AM a teenage boy. I had only slight sexual thoughts of women in his dreams... my development having been stunted. Weak as I was, sex was hardly the first thing to come into my mind. But I saw a single oversized pair of panties, hovering above them. The gigantic pussy was swallowing even this oversized pair, clearly losing some sort of struggle. She clearly had a small bush, brown pubic hairs clearly visible from above. I could see her butt as well… firm, round cheeks… the band of her panties became nearly invisible, swallowed up by the hungry flesh. Her firm hips suddenly stopped, to where her butt begun… on a normal sized girl, his dick would still have been easily swallowed by such a firm as… on her… She had a relatively slim figure, but, magnified as she was, I could not imagine the impact of being under these firm globes… of doing his best to sink my fingers into the firm flesh. But I wanted too... for the rest of eternity. This was nothing like the squid girls... bliss stood before me. I could lose myself in her. 

But, in a moment, Aubrey was behind me, sitting on the floor. And her hands wrapped around my stomach. She was so damn fast. 

I didn’t struggle, but let my body go limp as Aubrey lifted me onto her lap. I could feel myself being swallowed by her. Even early in the day, I felt a tired feeling, like Ii wanted to drift off to sleep that very moment. It was vaguely comforting… like I was being held by his mother… or by Mari. Except far more stimulating.

“You have a little erection…” Aubrey giggled for a moment, bouncing me a bit in her lap. “As far as I’m concerned, I’ll get you started tomorrow… for today, I’ll just show you the arrangement… and tell you a little about a visit to the doctor…” her hand swallowed mine, attempting to guide the fork to my mouth. "It's been difficult... people don't want to give themselves up... but you'll be the first boy to be MINE... for me to own... to do exactly what I WANT... everything... and you’re GOING to eat more. Ok? You’ll never gain a single pound otherwise.”

Her voice continued, a little abrasive, but calmly and affectionately laying out her story.

“This is a story… a story… of yesterday…”

I went to the doctor I see, just at Faraway Hospital. A lot of teenage girls tried out a new medication… it was supposed to just help encourage a growth spurt along. I wasn’t short… but I figured I’d like being a bit tall. And I just wanted to help my mom out… even though as you can tell… she’s not here right now. Anyway… I just thought I’d get paid through popping some pills. Maybe they’d give acne. But it was a few hundred dollars. For nothing. No problem… right?

So… anyway, they aren’t going to redesign the place for me. I don’t mind the stares that much. In fact, I get embarrassed… but in a good way. I like the feel of people… married men… married women… turning and looking at me. Openly leering. But I don’t know any of them. So I walk past them, until I reach the hospital doors.

I go through the rotating, swinging doors at the front. I lean down, as I always do to enter anything. I have to crouch inside the structure. The ceilings are not that high. There’s a man next to me… and also below me. For a second, I looked back at him… because he was also looking at me. I was wearing some jean shorts yesterday… I just got them… custom-ordered, like everything else. But they were already kind of tight, from the very moment they were unboxed. It’s hard to get clothes that keep up with my growth. So… again… this bearded stranger was staring straight at my ass. But, if I did anything with him… did exactly what he wanted… would he even be safe? It was clear that he didn’t think that far ahead. But I walked inside anyway.

I walked towards the back offices. The ceilings were high inside the hospital. As large as I am, I made it there faster. Still, I felt a little impatient.

The ceilings are lower in the back. I go in once a week… at the same time, on a Friday, every week. I was a little irritated, because I was going to go out with friends later… even the people I hang out with have begun to act sexual towards me. But I didn’t mind it as much anymore. It’s just something that came with me being… me. And I wanted to get drunk… it’s why I have a hangover now.

I couldn’t help but get in a bad mood when I got in… and it was over something silly. There wasn’t a chair in there. So I just fumed a little… and stood up. I also kind of needed to pee… but I didn’t want to use the bathroom…

“But I was told that the doctor was waiting…” Aubrey’s voice turned mocking, as she held me closer in, venting.

“What happened next…” I remarked, a sort of curiosity creeping into his normally emotionless voice, as Aubrey narrated her day.

I just did. I had to pee. Of course, when I walked into the stalls, I could see the top of the person’s head next door. She looked up scared, but… you know. Whatever. The toilet creaked a little ominously sitting down… but at my size, I would leave a puddle over a lot of the bathroom, so I decided to risk it. And it payed off. Even if I was too big for the toilet. It didn’t break down. Blissfully, I peed. For about a minute. Ever since I’ve grown… it’s taken a little longer to pee. Maybe it just takes longer to get it all out.

So I went back out… and just sat on the floor to wait.

At one point, I got some water from the fountain. I had to squat down to even be able to use it. The fountain looked like it was designed for children… the bottom of my jean skirt was level with the top of the fountain. Soon, I looked like a jackass, kneeling on the floor just to use the water fountain. Again, people were just staring at me. There were around 15 or so people in the room… and I was the object of everyone’s attention. It was so gross.

“Do you have a problem!?” I shouted at nobody in particular.

But soon, the doctor came back out, and motioned for me to move into the back. I had to get measurements first. It was a stuffy sort of patient room, like any doctor’s office. There was one of those large reclining chair things in the middle. Recently, my body had begun to overflow it a little, so it was starting to get uncomfortable on chairs like this. I had to stoop over a little.

“I don’t think measuring me is going to work. I’m taller than the ceiling now, chief…” I told the doctor, as he walked in. Instinctively, he took half a step back, and I couldn’t help but laugh a little. So he motioned for me to get on the scale.

“The ceilings are eight feet tall…” he observed… I couldn’t help but keep laughing and giggling. It was so funny. He was clearly disturbed at how big I was getting. I liked being big.

“Four hundred… and fifteen… pounds…” this man remarked, looking at the scale. His name is Dr. Michael Johnson… but I tend to just think of him as the Doctor. It had been over eight months since I started growing… but I still haven’t gotten to know him…

“Your rate of growth has… itself… grown over time. We’ve just been monitoring this in a few dozen people… but they’re all reporting something similar. And you’ve been growing faster than almost all of them… it creates… a little concern for the future. We don’t know when this is supposed to stop happening. It does create some understandable concern, you know?”

“There’s nothing to be worried about…” I spoke back to him. Still, I had to deal with this old man looking right at me, as I showed him my arm for him to take the blood draw. It looked almost like the old man, white air and all, was looking at my armpit as he drew it. I was sweating, so I knew that he would be weird with me.

“Is there something to worry about?” I asked, feeling half tired. “I mean… do you know if this is going to ever stop?

“I don’t know…” Aubrey continued. “You really don’t speak a lot… do you? Still… after everything that happened… I guess you’re not too into speaking. There’s only a little more, dork.” Aubrey’s arm drew me in more, so that I was sitting entirely on her skirt, head resting against the back of her stomach.

“There’s not a whole lot you’ve done anyway,” I continued telling the doctor. “I’ve just come in for all of these tests. You haven’t told me a thing about a solution.”

“Because we don’t have one…” the doctor stepped back, looking a little more professional. I didn’t even know when he got the syringe full of blood. “I just wanted to tell you that there have been a sparse number of incidents involving people being hurt… largely on accident… by some of the girls affected by this. It’s hard for teenagers to handle their size…” or… he said something like that anyway. My memory’s not perfect.

“Right. Well… sounds like you’re not really figuring out anything…” I couldn’t help but glare at him a little. Sitting my ass on this examination chair in this tiny room wasn’t something I loved doing every week.

He sent in a nurse to look after me. The small, brunette woman looked pretty young, really. Wearing a regular nurse’s gown, I followed her commands as she used an overly large… one of those… triangle… hammer things to test my reflexes. She made me get down onto the floor so that she could examine my mouth.

“We’re going to double up with the full physical today…” the girl said, as she put her gloves on. “So you might want to get onto the floor…” And Sunny… you can feel me… surrounding you now. Being big… it’s not the only thing different about this body. My hunger… all of my hunger… is stronger… and I could feel myself blushing when I got down onto the floor. This girl was short. Very short. Tiny. Even compared to you. And it made me think about how easily I can push people around. Sitting down, I was about the same height as her. I saw her walk between my legs… I mean, she looked like the size of a six year old… child... I slipped my shirt  off, and I could feel her attempt to inspect my breasts by reaching under my bra. It was very tight though… and it didn’t help that I was beginning to feel that tingling…

“Aubrey… I can smell… something…” I observed. Aubrey stared at my pathetic, tiny erection, pushing a tent in my pants…

“It’s me… It doesn’t take much for me… my body… and looking at all the little dorks around me. I get… turned on pretty easily, Sunny.” Aubrey stretched her legs out, displacing the table a little. “I don’t know if you’ll be enough… but I’ll need someone here… to take care of me. Who I can feel comfortable around. There aren’t many people like that. Right now, I'm living off of lawsuit money, from getting this syndrome from two weeks worth of pills. I don't need much else to take care of me.”

So she asked me to take it off. So that I could be checked out for breast cancer.

“Your entire body shouldn’t be doing this.” The nurse remarked. I didn’t know her name. “The only type of uncontrolled growth we know of is cancer. That’s why we have to keep checking your body for cancer.” Her hands sunk into me. She really had to exert some pressure to fondle my boobies… she outright pressed on them with two hands at once. I just watched my nipple a little, as her movements made it face to the right a little bit. They had swollen a little by the time she begun on the other breast. It didn’t take much to make me excited. Each one was a half-sized hand. Her fingers looked so thin… like yours. I could see her arm muscles making sharp, deliberate movements just to fondle me. My breathing grew more thin.

Soon, she did the same with a pap smear. I merely had to unbutton my skirt. The nurse was blushing, and her breathing was clearly fast. But she did the process so quickly, and so professionally… the stick was in and out in a moment.

“The blood will be used to measure hormone levels…” She explained. “They are far off the chart… out of acceptable ranges… even if you were normal sized. You just have to be careful around people, ok? It may be hard for you to realize your own strength… in more ways than one. And… I’m married. Just button your skirt back up. All your tests are normal. Although I could hear your stomach growl throughout the entire thing. You’ve been eating a ton… I mean, even if you were normal sized, right?”

“Weakly, I nodded at the nurse. But it was exhausting, never getting any explanation of what was going on."

Blushing, I did what she said. Following that, I slipped my shirt back on, saying nothing. The nurse was clearly turned on… but I wasn’t going to make her do anything further. For a moment, we looked at each other, before I awkwardly stooped back out the same door, heading into the lobby. This whole thing was such a stupid waste of time. They didn’t have a single answer. They never did.

Still, I got to see a mother pulling her kids to the side. People knew that I had a temper. Even over six months ago… before this started, people should have known I wasn’t going to do this to people… but… whatever.

At that point, I could feel myself falling asleep, lying draped across her massive lap. It was so warm and soft. Comforting, beyond anything else. Sighing, Aubrey begun to carry his body up the stairs. She had to stoop to even make it to the second floor, and Aubrey didn’t like the groan the wood made as her huge body impacted it.

"I’m going to have to do something about this house," Aubrey thought to herself. Aubrey laid me down in her room, picking a decent pile of clothes, to rest me on before heading downstairs. It was rank with Aubrey's sweat and her scent--I loved it, as I begun to drift off to sleep. I guess I was still weak. It was only around 5:00.