With a sigh, Amber collected some firewood under her arms as she looked up toward the clear sky. 

She couldn’t wait to get back to college and get out from under Beth’s shadow. Beth had been her best friend, yet Amber couldn’t help but feel like she was in some sort of competition with the other woman. Really, it got worse once she started seeing Nick, but Amber had to be honest that Beth was always talking about how she could get any guy she wanted with her body and how smart she was by getting into an Ivy League school instead of the community college that Amber currently went to. It had been a long building thing between the two of them, but it certainly got worse when Nick entered the picture. 

Amber liked Nick–she had developed a crush on him over the summer and had talked to him one on one. She had wanted to get to know him better, but Beth had other ideas. She could recall how her friend talked about the rumors of his huge cock and how she was determined to see how true it was. Since Beth was a lot bolder, Amber ended up spending the last while having to deal with her best friend throwing herself at him and biting her tongue about being interested in him. 

She shook her head irritatedly, walking back toward the little campsite they had set up for the afternoon near the mouth of the cave they wanted to explore. There had been some rumors about this one that Amber was interested in, but for the most part it didn’t really look that much different from the usual ones they explored from time to time. 

Her thoughts came to a sudden stop, though, once she reached the outskirts of the little clearing they were resting at. She could see through a small parting in the trees that Beth and Nick were making out, completely oblivious to her and the work she had just put in collecting the wood for the fire. She watched for a few moments as they groped each other, looking very much like they were taking advantage of the privacy that her departure had left them. 

Not wanting to see that shit anymore, Amber tossed the wood under a nearby tree with an almost disgruntled huff. 

She had come to see the cave, not watch them go at it while she was forced to bite her tongue. Which is exactly what she decided to do. Better settling her bag at her side, Amber headed up the trail toward the mouth of the cave as she was determined to get her mind off the last several months of her summer break from studies. 

Amber’s initial thoughts about the cave were right, at least in her mind so far. It was kind of dark and damp, but given the heat it was a nice change from being outside. Plus, focusing on not breaking her leg or falling in the dim light from the mouth of the cave and the light she brought with her was keeping her mind occupied. She climbed further in, the light from outside growing dimmer and dimmer the further she got from it. Faintly, she could hear some water from further into the cave that must have been the little pool that some of the locals had talked about. 

Yet, when she paused to get her footing, she glanced around herself and noticed a small gap between some rocks ahead. 

…Really, she knew better than to trail from the main path, but Amber couldn’t help the bit of curiosity that sight caused her. It looked tight, but big enough to fit her. Stepping closer, she could see the bits of a path stretching out behind the rocks. As far as she could recall, nobody had really talked about it. 

Well, she couldn’t rightly call herself a cave explorer if she didn’t investigate it at least. It didn’t look like it went out too far, anyway, so she would know her way back if she needed to turn back around. 

Her decision made up, Amber slipped herself between the gap in the rocks and stepped through onto the path on the other side. The area was also a little tight, almost closing in on her and yet something was driving her forward as if the cave was beckoning her further into it. Momentarily, she was aware of how bad it would be if she got stuck or hurt in this place–fat fucking chance that Beth or Nick would find her in time to make sure she hadn’t died or lost a limb. Yet, her recklessness kept her moving forward until she reached what appeared to be the end of the pathway. 

It closed off against another rock, effectively making it a deadend. Yet, whatever disappointment that Amber felt at that was quickly waved away when she noticed something tucked into a small nook between the rocks. With some mild hesitancy, Amber walked toward the object before she bent down to get a better look at it with the flashlight she had brought with her. Whatever it was, it appeared to be wrapped tightly in some old cloth, the tattered nature telling her that it had been there a while. 

Finally, she reached out and picked it up. It was a little heavy, Amber slowly unwrapping it as she aimed her flashlight down at it. The material reflected some of the light somewhat, allowing her to see the details of it. The object appeared to be some sort of statue–an idol, maybe. It looked like a woman in some sort of regal or ritualistic pose, a full body and the details on it made it seem like it was crafted with much care. 

The strangest thing about it was that…well, it kind of looked like her. Her with Amber’s ideal body shape, maybe, but the resemblance was uncanny. 

While a part of her argued that she should just put it back–she didn’t want to get into trouble with the national park because she took an artifact she found in a cave on impulse. Yet, she couldn’t seem to put it down. She wanted to look it over more, examine it more closely. 

With some finality, Amber rewrapped the statue and tucked it into the bag at her side before turning around to head back out of the cave. At least it would offer her a distraction for the rest of the day with Beth and Nick. 

Amber, finally, shut her bedroom door behind her as she made her way toward the bathroom to shower and see what leftovers she had to eat for the night. Yet, the idol she had picked up sat heavily at the edges of her mind and she found herself pulling it out, placing it on the edge of the sink as Amber stripped down to shower. 

She turned on the water, momentarily distracted by the sound of her phone chime going off. Upon picking it up from her bag, she noticed it was from Beth inviting her to a pool party the next day, as she wanted to see her one more time before she left for college. Nick would be there, too, of course, which it seemed Beth was quick to remind her of with a comment about how she was planning on fucking him at the party. At the current moment, it really felt like she was digging at her personally and Amber placed her phone back down without replying as she lifted her gaze to stare at herself in the mirror. 

Looking between her reflection and the idol, she couldn’t help but compare. Amber liked to think she was pretty–very short, but she had gotten a couple comments about her ass from a few friends and dates over the years. She just…really wished she looked like Beth. She had long wanted to change and her friend’s influence was a heavy factor in that. 

Still, she found herself shutting her eyes with a small exhale, allowing herself to imagine herself differently. In her mind, she could see her reflection from before. She imagined herself growing taller, only a couple inches at first until the top of her head was at level with the top of the mirror. She imagined her breasts filling out–big enough to where she would be sure she would have to toss out her bras. Her ass getting bigger, too–just everything. She wanted to be bigger in all aspects, a real force to be reckoned with. In that moment, it felt like she really could make that a reality. It felt like the bathroom was getting smaller, she was filling out in the places she imagined–looking a lot like the idol version of herself that she found. That when she opened her eyes, she really would–

A loud, screeching sound jarred Amber out of her thoughts. Immediately, she was back in her bathroom, the water running and nothing in her reflection had changed outside of feeling a weird tingling in her limbs and a growing arousal in her gut. She heard another cry from outside, metal clattering as she caught sight of one of the neighborhood cats darting off down the alleyway behind her house as she shut the tiny, bathroom window with a huff. 

“Damn cats…” she muttered, finally stepping into the shower to wash the day off herself, the moments that played out in her imagination sitting in the forefront of her mind. 

Even long after she had showered and toweled off, forgoing her clothes since she lived alone and there weren’t many ways to accidentally see into her living space. She was still pondering the statue she found and the way it made her feel when she pulled a plate from the cupboard, meaning to pile of leftovers on it and call it a night. Yet, she couldn’t help but be pleasantly surprised when it appeared like it was smaller than usual in her hands. 

With a somewhat amused huff, she placed her food onto it. 

Keep dreaming. 

That night, Amber really did dream, idol resting on the comforter beside her in bed. 

She had a dream that almost felt like an extension of what she had imagined in the bathroom. She was back in the park where she found the idol, standing beside the fire with Beth and Nick later that afternoon. Instead of putting on a good face for Beth and Nick and just waiting until she could head home, Amber seemed to be the center of attention this time. She stood a good head taller than Beth and was eye-level with Nick, her body filled out in the ways like Beth’s was. 

Amber had Nick’s undivided attention, despite Beth trying to carry on like she had in reality. He lingered by her side, almost seeming to hang off every response and flirt that she’d throw his way. She felt powerful, like she held the strings and like he was asking for her attention and not the other way around for once. Beth was ignored into silence for once and Amber couldn’t get enough of it, feeling like she had a hold over him with each sway of her hips and twist of her body. 

When her alarm inevitably went off, she couldn’t help the sharp sting of disappointment in her gut once she realized that she was still in her room, in her house. It was enough to where she didn’t notice the floor seeming a little further away than usual, Amber grabbing the idol from where she placed it the night before and headed downstairs to eat and get ready for the day. She debated on skipping the pool party later that day, but the lingering confidence from the dream had her thinking twice about that. 

Much like how she felt in the cave, something was telling her that it was worth it to go. 

The hours of the day seemed to drag on slower than usual, Amber going about her usual business and getting her stuff in order to leave for college. Yet, she couldn’t help but notice that familiar tingling in her limbs from the night before–not painful, but it was enough to distract her. That is, until sitting at her computer desk felt like trying to force herself to sit at a kid’s table, bumping her knee against the surface when she tried to get up from it. 

What the…?

When Amber stood up, she glanced around herself and she noticed that the top of her head would brush against the light fixture in her room. She…she really was getting bigger! This wasn’t any dream, either! She let out an almost giddy laugh, running her hands over her body that had started to change too. Amber had fuller breasts–not quite to Beth’s level, still, but the change was enough to fill her with the same confidence her dream-self had the night before. 

Much to her joy, as the day dragged on, Amber just got bigger. The floor under her would creak in some places, and her footsteps clearly shook it when she walked around. It got to the point where she would have to duck under door frames like she was stepping into spaces between rocks, and eventually the upstairs floor was useless to be in. As happy as she was, she didn’t want to get stuck. 

Still, she took much joy from walking around downstairs, hearing the floor strain to hold the weight of her new size. Amber couldn’t even find it in herself to complain about the fact that she broke her own couch when she settled in for a nap before the party, putting on one of her favorite films, despite the cliche. Nathan Juran’s Attack of the Fifty Foot Woman. Amber watched the film as she settled in for a while, the idol sitting on the table between her legs as she did so. Watching the giantess in the movie, Amber couldn’t help but wish that she was bigger. Much bigger. 

She couldn’t help but tip her head back somewhat, a hand trailing up her much bigger thighs as she thought about growing more. The idea that she was currently too big to fit in her top floor was enough to send a spark of arousal to her core, Amber taking advantage of the fact to imagine herself getting even bigger. Too big for the bottom floor, too big for the house. She pushed her hand into her pants, finding her already swollen clit and circling it as she let out a small moan. Her pussy throbbed at the idea of being able to pick up Beth in her hand, that there would be no comparison to her body anymore. She couldn’t say that she should stuff her bra when she could stuff people between her tits. 

Amber couldn’t take it anymore as she pulled her pants down, picking up the idol and bringing it down to run the head of it along her folds before growing aroused and wet enough to inch it inside her like she would a dildo. She moaned as she pushed it in and out of her, moving her hips in time as she held onto the images she conjured up in her head at the idea of being big enough to hold someone in her hand. Finally, she picked up the pace as she panted and moaned, feeling that tingling sensation in her limbs alongside her orgasm. She ground herself into the object, the floor and broken couch creaking and groaning under the weight of her actions. 

Finally, Amber came with a loud moan, letting her pussy clench around the idol with a few small moans and pants as she could feel herself drift off for a few minutes in the after effects. 

“So, when’s Amber supposed to get here again?” Nick asked as he situated himself down on a chair near the pool as Beth walked out clad in a skimpy bikini. 

“Oh, whenever the little shrimp gets here,” she replied with a dismissive wave of her hand, “Probably scrambling to find a good bikini since all of mine are just nice. I’ve told her many times that she just doesn’t have the body to wear the ones I do, but if she needs a reminder…well, I’ll be sure to show her again.” 

She let out a chuckle, running a hand through her blonde hair as she moved to settle into her own chair. Yet, it didn’t seem like Nick was listening as a somewhat confused look crossed his face as he turned to look back toward her house for a moment. 

“Do you hear that?” 

“Hm?”

Beth paused, and she did hear something. It sounded like a couple thuds, like someone was dropping something really heavy a few yards away. It happened again and again, thud, thud, until a shadow crossed over the pool. 

A large foot came down just a few inches from where Beth was sitting, which caused her to let out a short scream as she scrambled to a stand. She looked up at the massive leg as another foot came down to stand in her yard, her gaze traveling up to a massive two piece bikini, the top being hard to see over as the breasts of the owner towered over her. Finally, the woman shifted, Amber’s face peering down at her with a grin. 

“Hey, tiny,” she greeted, “Thanks for the invite. Do you mind if I sit?”

Amber did sit herself down, her ass almost taking up most of the space at the poolside as she draped a leg into the water. At her size, it felt like they were trying to have a party in a cheap plastic pool that people bathe their dogs in. At the silence, Amber glanced over at the two of them, meeting Beth’s wide-eyed gaze with another sharp smile. 

“I live nearby, and at this size I couldn’t help but eavesdrop a bit,” she commented, “What was it you said about me not being able to wear these kinds of bikinis? I’m obviously wearing one, so you said you would show me why I shouldn’t. So, go ahead. Show me.” 

Beth didn’t move, too scared to see what her now huge friend would do. Nick didn’t move from where he was, either, watching her in a mix of shock and awe. Amber just let out a chuckle, raising up to her knees as she flaunted her breasts toward the two of them, which either of them could fit between–just like she had fantasized about. She squeezed them together somewhat before getting to her knees so she could turn around. 

“Fine, I’ll show you,” Amber continued, turning to present her equally as massive ass as she swayed her hips side to side, bouncing it a little as she ran a hand over her cheeks somewhat with a chuckle. She couldn’t help but soak up the silence–finally, nothing for Beth to say or comment on. She continued to flaunt her new body in front of them unabashedly, biting her lip in amusement before glancing back toward Nick. 

She could tell he was affected, given the look on his face and the hard-on he was trying to hide by shifting his legs somewhat under her gaze. Amber let out another small chuckle, getting to her feet before bending down to lightly pick him up. Nick squirmed somewhat in her hold as she lifted him up to her chest.  

“Have you ever seen breasts like these, Nick?” she asked, dropping him to her cleavage, using a finger to tuck him between them before squeezing them together with a small hum. 

“Anyway,” Amber continued once she was sure he was secure between her breasts, “Let’s get out of here, Nick. I need a big guy to help me with a little something. Nice party, Beth. See you next summer.” 

With that, Amber gave the tiny woman a tight, mocking smile, before she turned to stomp off toward somewhere a little more private.