— Charlie —

I watched Kim through the hidden camera in her room, finally curled up to sleep after the events of the night. She took up the entire bed, forcing the two smaller people to find spots on the floor. 

I checked on the other residents through the cameras scattered around the Villa. Thomas slept with Monica draped over him. Candice slept in her room alone, and Darren opted for a couch in the lounge that night. Aaron and Des’s room was empty, which was odd for midnight. I flicked through the feeds to search for them. They weren’t in the gym, nor the kitchen. They weren’t anywhere.

“You fucking amateur.” Pete’s ghost snarled in my ear. “How do you lose your contestants?”

I opened up the stationary cam footage from last night. There they were in the courtyard, assembling with the crew to go film their date. They load up into the atvs to drive up to the rock climbing wall. Then… nothing. They never returned from their date.

“Security.” I called into the radio. “Meet me outside Kim’s room.” I said, and ran out the door to the Villa. Security on the island was minimal. Really, it was two larger guys armed with tasers, just enough to break up the odd fight. I met them in front of Kim’s door, and huddled with them in hushed tones.

“We have some missing cast and crew.” I informed them. “Des, Aaron and the crew that was with them. None of them came back from the date and I’m worried they are conspiring to hurt Kim.” I said.

“Do you have any proof of this…?” They asked. I could tell they were half not believing the story, half not believing anything was actually a threat to the giant woman.

“Just instinct. You two stay here and make sure no one gets in or leaves. I’m going to organize a search party.”

“Sir…” they protested.

“Just do it.” I hissed, and stomped off to wake up the members of the crew I trusted most to head with me to the rockwall Aaron and Des were supposed to have their date.

They had clearly made it to this point. The food was unpacked and eaten, and the crew had left their camera rigs off to the side. No sign of a fight. It was like they just disappeared.

“Charlie.” a loud whisper blew through the trees like a strong gust. I turned my flashlight into the jungle to look for the source. “They’re plotting against us.” 

I caught glimpses of her huge form hovering just in the boundary of my light and the shadows of the jungle.

“Charlie…” the gust came from above, and I snapped my light up to see Kim, at least a hundred feet tall, leaning with her elbow on the rock wall, wearing that superior look she so often wore.

“Think, you little worm. Where would they go?” Her eyes wandered up and to the right. I followed her gaze upwards, to the tower with the red blinking lights erected on the highest point of the island.

“They’re going to the emergency radio tower.” I announced. “Everyone, back to your vehicles.” Pete’s philosophy for communicating with the higher ups during filming was to treat them like mushrooms.

“Keep them in the dark and feed them shit.” Pete’s spectre completed the thought from the rear seat as I buckled in. “What’re you going to do now, Charlie? Even if you manage to catch them before they announce the existence of our ‘little’ secret to the mainland, what’re you going to do about them? More rocks to the head?” He chuckled dryly as I squirmed in my seat. I readjusted the rearview mirror to banish him back to hell, and took solace at the line of headlights following behind me as we climbed the narrow trail to the peak.

My headlights caught the five of them: Aaron, Des, and three crew members, huddled around the radio tower door, trying to use a rock to smash the padlock.

I laid on my horn and gunned my engine, sending the vehicle hurtling forward. They didn’t run. They didn’t scream, they huddled together closer and redoubled their efforts on the lock. My heart sank as the door flew open.

I pulled on the e-brake and skidded to a stop. I reached under the seat for the tire iron.

“Christ, you’re so predictable. You can’t run a show if you keep on caving people’s heads in whenever you fail to control them!” my tormentor snickered behind me.

“Kill or be killed.” The sky boomed, Kim’s blue eye as large as the moon above peering down at us ants and our struggles on the mountain top. I dashed in.

The room was small. Des was huddled up crying in the corner with her production assistant. Aaron had a headset to his ear, frantically trying to figure out what buttons would let him send a message. The other two crew members were making a human wall between me and Aaron.

“Stop it Charlie! It’s gotten too weird! It’s all too dangerous!” One pleaded with me.

“Kim needs help. It’s not normal what’s happening to her.” Another said.

Fuck. There was no way I was going to be able to take on all of them. I needed to stop them. Kim needed me to stop them. She still needed time to find love here. She still had a show to put on. She needed the room to grow.

I gripped the tire iron tightly, turned, and smashed it into the closest console. I got one good hit in before I felt their hands grabbing me. I swung wildly with the tire iron, not caring whether I hit them or more the radio equipment. I got a good crack at one, sending him reeling. Aaron stood up to replace him, charging at me and tackling me through the door and back outside.

I felt my wits leave me as my head collided with had ground outside, my vision swimming as my eyes took in the light of the stars above.

I felt his hands wrap around my collar and begin to shake, my injured brain rattled in my skull setting my vision into a wobbly wavy blur.

“You mother fucker! You idiot! You let it go on for too long! Now we’re stuck here with her and we have no way out!” He screamed, but I was barely paying attention. I was looking up at the splendor of the galaxy above me. How the stars and stardust was like a thin veil over Kim’s face as she held our entire galaxy in her hands. I liked to think that somehow, even though I was light years away from her, that she could see me in this moment, doing what I could to protect her. Aaron’s fists impacted my face again and again, but I was too numb from basking in the glow of her appreciation to notice. 

Eventually the rest of my team arrived to pull Aaron off of me. I laid there with my swollen face, my view of the goddess obscured by my swelling eye. Her face disappeared into cosmic dust.

“Tie them up.” I said through my busted lips as I rose back to sit, watching as my men started to round them up. Aaron screamed and cried the whole time.

— Thomas —

I woke up the loud thumping of Kim fucking again. It was such a fucking racket. Loud thumps and unearthly loud moans interlaced with laughter and the sound of Kim bossing her little sex toys around. Monica stirred too.

“They’re back at it again.” I said in dismay. “Can they give it a rest?”

“Mm…” She said, and ran her hand down my chest. “I dunno, don’t you think it’s a little hot?” She asked over the sound of Kim’s loud moaning.

“No, it’s embarrassing.”

“Really?” She said, and rolled over to straddle me, pressing her pelvis down onto mine. “Think you could fuck me that good?” She said as grinded on me. “If you could I would scream so loud the whole island would hear us.”

She was so hot. I immediately began to stiffen at the sight of her tight little body wiggling on top of me. I reached my hands up and wrapped them around her waist, lifting her up to make way for my rising cock. I slapped it against her stomach, then spun her around as I rose to kneel over her.

“OH MY GOD!” She screamed as loud as she could as I entered her from behind, my hands easily manipulating her small body against mine. Her scream was accompanied by a louder one from next door.

“MMM FUCK ME THOMAS!” She screamed again, pushing back against me to accept my length. Despite Monica’s exaggerated moans of pleasure, she was still nearly completely drowned out by the sound of Kim next door. The two women grew louder and louder, and I had to admit that Monica was right. It was a little hot.

I spun her around again as I stepped off the bed and l lifted her up to fuck me while standing. She wrapped her legs around me, her arms pinned between us, her face buried in my chest. I slammed her against the shared wall between our room and Kim’s room, and I felt her shaking uncontrollably in my arms as she cummed. She leaned back against the wall, arms rising over her head as she screamed and screamed.

Kim’s cries only grew louder, the sound of the giant woman climaxing helping me reach my own. It was also accompanied by another sound, a sort of cracking. I was too enamored with the feeling of Monica squirming in my arms to notice it until it was too late.

The wall to the right of us burst apart, a massive shape entering our room from next door. I fell backwards, turning so as to not land on Monica, but hitting my head against the floor in the process.

When my vision cleared, I was looking up at Monica straddling me. Behind her, a massive foot, nearly three feet long, sticking through the plaster wall, the toes curling in ecstasy. With a hole punched through the wall, the full volume of Kim’s screams of pleasure now filled our room.

“Are you ok?” Monica asked down to me, cradling my head in her hands.

“Ugh.” I grunted, and then watched as the giant foot relaxed, pulling it back through the wall.

“Haha, oops!” came the sound from the other side, and soon a big blue eye peered through the hole. A long finger coming up to probe the edges of it to widen it. The eye scanned the room and saw us on the floor.

“Aw, hey little guys. Looks like you’re having some fun too. Sorry about your wall!” She said, then retreated back to her room. “Again.” She ordered someone unseen, and the sounds of thumping began anew.

“Let’s get out of here.” I said to Monica, lifting her up off of me. We wrapped our bathrobes around us and made our way to the door. I took one step outside before a security guard stepped up to block us.

“Stay in your room.” He said.

“Man, we’re just trying to go get some breakfast.” I said, moving to push past him. His hand lowered to his holster where he kept his taser.

“Sorry, there is a situation. Charlie’s orders.”

“No shit there is a situation, my giant neighbor just kicked a hole through my wall!” I complained. He looked in, went pale, and then composed himself.

“Be that as it may, you’re not to leave your room.”

I was about to fight this man, but Monica’s hands wrapped around my arm and coaxed me back into the room. We sat on our bed, forced to endure the full volume of Kim’s moans through the new hole in our wall, trying not to look through it.

We were locked down like that for an hour, most of it filled with listening to Kim fuck. I figured she only stopped because Valerie and Jacob were too tired. She started to chastise them for being unable to keep up. The room went mostly quiet after that, then we heard their door open and Kim started arguing with the security guards.

“Get out of the way. I’m coming out.” She told them.

“Ma’am, Charlie said-”

“Who cares what Charlie said? I can barely sit up straight in here.”

“Ma’am, please return to your room.”

“Oh my god, you think that little taser is going to do anything to me?” She said. I gave Monica a look and took her hand to start leading her to the door. If shit was about to go down I wanted to be nowhere near Kim.

I heard the stun gun discharge, followed by laughter from Kim and a scream from the security guard. I took it as our cue, and burst out of the door holding Monica’s hand, running down the hallway. I looked back to see the other security guard had also drawn his taser and was pointing it towards the door where Kim’s long arm had emerged. Her huge hand was wrapped around the other security guard’s upper torso, and he was starting to go purple as he ineffectually punched the giant woman’s wrist.

“Security to Charlie, we have a situation!” the free security guard screamed into his radio. We didn’t wait around to see what would happen next.

— Candice —

Security wouldn’t let me out all morning, which was very annoying. Even though she was two doors down from me, my room practically shook with the sound of Kim fucking. Given that Jacob didn’t return to our room last night, I had a pretty clear idea about who she was with.

I stuck my head out of the doorway when I heard Kim arguing with the security guards. I cracked my door open and watched as the scene unfolded, the guard brandishing the taser, then shooting it into the darkness where Kim was hidden. Her laughter at the attack made my blood run cold.

I saw Kim’s long arm extend out of the door frame, and her hand, her massive hand, was able to wrap around the entire upper half of the guard’s torso, starting to strangle him. The other guard stepped forward, firing his taser into the darkness, with a similar effect as the last one.

Kim’s head appeared in the door. The look on her face was not anger, or even disgust. The expression on her face was much the same as the one she wore when she loomed over my hiding spot during hide and seek. She was amused, like it was all a game.

Both men punched and struggled against her grip as she tried to squeeze her shoulders through the door, but it was obviously hopeless. She was just too big now. Her amused expression fell to concentration as she tried to figure out a way through, then grew amused again before disappearing back into the room, bringing the security guard with her. The guard rushed forward to rescue his friend, but he immediately screamed and threw himself to the ground as Kim’s giant foot kicked through the wall, sending plaster shrapnel flying into the hall.

Kim’s horrifying laugh filled the Villa as she kicked the wall to pieces. The security guard cowered in the hall, covering his neck as rubble fell down on him. When the hole was large enough, Kim’s head reappeared in the hallway, looking down at the security guard slowly and sorely rising. He screamed and began an injured, slow run in my direction. Kim gave chase on all fours with that same playful expression, only crawling fast enough to make sure he didn’t actually escape.

“Don’t let me get you!” She warned as she chased him. As she got closer my mind screamed for my body to move but it would not. I managed to snap out of it when she reached her arms forward to snatch up the fleeing security guard right in front of my door.I tried to slip back into my room, but she spotted me out of the corner of her eye and stopped the door from closing with a finger.

“Oh good morning Candice!” She said to me as she dragged the security guard screaming by his leg back in front of her. She pinned him to the ground with a hand and looked over to me.

“Can you believe these jerks tried to tase me?” She asked with a huff as she pushed down on him, causing him to groan.

“Don’t hurt him.” I begged her, and she just laughed.

“I’m not gonna hurt anyone. I’m just scaring him a bit.” To emphasize her point, she wiped the floor with him as he screamed.

“Anyway, I’m actually glad you’re here.” She said, talking over the screaming guard. “Last night- “ she started, before looking back at the security guard with an annoyed expression at his continued screaming.

“Sorry, hold on.” She apologized, adjusting to a sitting position and dragging the security guard between her legs. She positioned his head against her pussy and sat down, his protests becoming muffled.

“Where were we?” She asked casually, as if she wasn’t crushing a human being underneath her. “Oh yeah! Jacob is such a good fuck isn’t he?” She asked with a giggle.

“We actually had a really great night last night. He’s so funny and loving.” She gushed as she started to slightly rock her hips against the security guard.

“Anyway, as your friend, I just thought you should have a fair warning that I will be continuing to pursue a …mmm… relationship with him.” She moaned with an innocent look in her eyes. I was too numb to say anything, much less protest.

“I don’t seem to remember you having a problem with taking men, so I assume you’re cool with it.” She continued. I still couldn’t form words. I could see her contemplating how to torture me more. She removed the security guard from between her legs, pinching his leg between her fingers like he was a wet rag. A trail of slime connected his drenched body with her wetness below as she pulled him up to dangle a foot off the floor. She maintained eye contact with me as she pushed him into my door, the dazed and injured man slumping against me. Her smell filled my nostrils as she forced him forward.

“There you go. More of my sloppy seconds. Your favorite!” She laughed as she finally continued to crawl on from my door.

— Charlie —

By the time I and the rest of my team returned to the Villa as Thomas, Darren, and Monica were running out, nearly trampling me as they burst out of the door.

The Villa was in complete disarray. I walked to where the contestants' rooms were, stepping over the rubble in the hall. I peered inside the opening of her room, where some medics were loading one of the security guards onto a stretcher. Further down, Candice was struggling to pull another unconscious security guard out of her room, the two completely covered in a mucusy wetness. Candice gave me an accusatory glare as I passed her.

"Have you guys seen the medical team? I need to know how huge I am." Kim's voice carried through the halls of the Villa. I composed myself, and stepped around the corner to see her.

Fuck, she was big. She was almost two times taller than I was sitting with her butt on the ground. She was sitting cross legged outside of the kitchen, leaning back against the wall, her head flirting with the top of the first story of the villa. I bet if she stood up I would be barely as tall as her knee.

She had some of the crew members, not all of them cooks, making her breakfast. One of them brought out a sheet pan of eggs to her, handing up to her so she could carry it up to her mouth high above us. She tilted her head back and dumped the eggs into her mouth, hardly chewing.

"More." She ordered, letting the tray fall back down to the ground with a clang as she licked her fingers. 

"Hey Charlie!" She smiled brightly as she spotted me, brushing her hair behind her ear, but then did a double take as she saw my condition. “Oh my god, what happened to you?” She doted, bringing her finger down to my chin to tilt my face up for her inspection.

“I had to stop Aaron and some others from using the emergency radio to get in touch with the mainland.”

“Oh my god! Aaron did this?” She asked shocked, and if I wasn’t mistaken, a weird sense of wonder.

“Yeah, but it’s all handled now, I promise.” I said as she stroked my cheek with a single large finger.

“Good. So where’s the medical team then? They should patch you up and then measure me. I can already tell that this has been my biggest gain yet.”

"They're busy tending to the security guards you hurt. Why'd you do that Kim?"

"They tased me." She defended, crossing her arms over her chest and giving me an offended look. "The real question is why you wanted to keep me locked up?”

Something about the stress of the situation gave me the courage, or lack of good sense, to stand up for myself against her terrifying enormity.

"I didn't want to lock you up. I was trying to keep you safe! I was worried they might try to hurt you."

Kim's gaze pierced through me as she weighed whether to believe me. I was relieved when she relaxed her shoulders.

"Aww that was sweet of you then. But you really shouldn't have." She said. "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself."

"You could have killed them Kim." I said, trying to keep my composure. She blinked, and tilted her head at me as if she had just considered something she hadn’t before.

"Yeah… I guess I could have.” She said in a dreamy tone. “But I didn’t, did I? I just scared them a bit. They’ll be fine. You should tell them to wrap it up so you can get your face looked at and me measured. Then we can go have a scene with Aaron and Des. Where are they?”

‘Have a scene’ with them? What was she, nuts? She thought we would keep filming after she destroyed her room, traumatized the staff, all while looking down the barrel of a mutiny from the cast?

“Kim, they’re not going to cooperate with a shoot. No one will. Just… too much has happened already today.”

“But we were supposed to get a new guy today!” She pouted like the oversized brat that she was.

“You want to make these people hang around the Villa smiling like nothing’s going on?” I asked incredulously. “They’re done, Kim. They can’t fake it anymore. The tone’s off. This whole thing…” I motioned to Kim.

“What ‘whole thing’?” She snapped back at me, making finger quotes in the air.

“Kim, the show can’t go on like this. The format just doesn’t work when one contestant is three times the size of the others.”

Kim blinked as she considered this.

“Well, then the format will have to change.” She declared. “‘Cause I’m not going anywhere and neither is anyone else, and I’m certainly not planning to stop growing any time soon. Yeah, it makes sense when you think about it. Why have a show about four couples when who’s with me is all that matters?” She said in a stream of consciousness. She turned her head to look at me, as if she remembered what prompted this thought in the first place.

“You can make it happen right?” She asked, but it was more an order. She didn’t wait for me to accept before she started making her demands.

“First thing’s first: those security guards are just two guys. I don’t see why the entire medical staff needs to dote on them. Tell them to send some people to measure me.” She ordered, looking quite annoyed that it had taken so long in the first place.

“Second, the indoors are too small for me. I can’t fit through the doors and my head was close to hitting the ceiling even when I was sitting down. You need to get the crew to make a place for me to sleep outside.”

“And third: I wanna see everyone tonight in front of the Villa. At sunset. With cameras. And I mean everyone. Even the little hotties you have stashed all around the island.” She said, her grin turning devilish.

“Yes Kim.” I affirmed, and set off to do her bidding.

“She’s better at this than you are.” Pete’s ghost whispered in my ear. “You’re lucky she’s in charge and has the strength to back up her word, otherwise your crew would hang you for this.”