— Thomas —

I watched helplessly from the ground as Monica reached down to me over Kim’s shoulder. I pulled myself up to chase after her, but I was intercepted by others in the crowd. All I could do was scream for her as Kim disappeared into the villa.

“What would you even do if you went in after her, hmm?” Charlie asked as he approached the band of people struggling to hold me back. “This is just the way things are now.” He sounded tired.

“You’re on kitchen duty. Cooking Kim’s meals.” He said, patting me gently on the shoulder. He gave me a look of pity before rising back up to sentence the rest of the crowd to their new roles.

It wasn’t long before Kim’s moans began to echo out of the villa and to cover the island. The worst part was, I could clearly hear that the giant was screaming Monica’s name. That was when the fight left me. She was either fucking Monica against her will, or Monica was cheating on me. And in either case, I was powerless to do anything about it.

At some point Darren helped guide me to a tent to rest, but I don’t remember sleeping at all. One minute I was laying awake, staring at the ceiling and trying not to think at all, the next minute Darren was pulling me out of bed to head to our shift in the kitchen. They had me do the dishes. I tried not to think about Monica as I used my fingernails to scrape up crusted on starch from the bottom of the oatmeal pot. That task became impossible when Kim’s moans started anew.

“Shit’s fucked up.” Darren said for what must have been the fifth time this morning.

“Yeah.” I managed. What else was there to do or say?

Just then a stranger entered the kitchen. She was dressed in the olive coveralls that the medical team wore. She kept nervously shooting looks over her shoulder as she closed the flaps behind her.

“Uh, can we help you?” Darren asked.

“We need to kill her.” She said in hushed tones.

“Fuck yeah!” Darren exclaimed, dropping the pot he was scrubbing and pulling a chef’s knife from the board. I held out a hand to calm him as I studied the woman. I wouldn’t put it past Charlie to send a spy to test our complacency.

“Who are you? What’s bringing this on?” I asked suspiciously.

“I’m Sam, I’m from the medical team. I just came from her morning measuring. She’s over twenty nine feet tall now. She grew five feet overnight.”

“And?” I said. As absurd as it was, Kim growing ever larger was not news.

“We’re going to run out of food!” Sam cried.

“What do you mean?” I asked, looking to the well stocked pantry around us.

“No one is talking about it, but Kim needs more and more food the bigger she gets, and no one has bothered to do the math! Even if she stopped growing right now we’d be out of food in weeks, but no one expects that to happen right?” I shook my head no to confirm. No, I doubt she’ll ever stop getting bigger.

“She’s grown almost ten fucking feet in the last twenty four hours.” She continued her lecture. “Even at that rate she’ll be nearly a hundred feet tall by this time next week, and I don’t know if you noticed, but she’s growing faster every day.” I took a second look at the pantry while trying to picture what a hundred foot tall person would even look like. The rows and rows of food would be just a couple of bites to her.

“Ok, I see the problem.” I said. “But how are we going to do it? How can we kill… that?”

“I don’t know.” She admitted, slumping a bit. 

“What if we talk to Charlie?” Darren suggested stupidly.

“You kidding me?” I spat. “The same Charlie that excuses everything she does?”

“Well then what if we got a big group together? I mean she’s big but she can’t take all of us out here… right?” Darren asked. It was true. There were a lot of us, if we could get a group of thirty together and ambush her while she slept, then maybe…

“Yeah, but can you trust anyone? I don’t know if you’ve noticed but people are getting really, I don’t know, fanatical about her.” She said.

“What do you mean by that?” I leaned in.

“Why do you think I’m talking to you two and not the other people on the medical team?” She asked. “The head of medical is too far up his ass about what a medical miracle she is, and I’m pretty sure James immediately goes and beats off to her after the measurement sessions. People are obsessed with her. They’d snitch on us immediately.”

I knew she was right. Who could I really trust? Darren, sure, but could I even trust Monica? Maybe I could trust Chris, my production assistant, but that was a maybe. He worked for Charlie now, after all.

“Alright everyone, gather round. Kim is coming out to shoot a scene with you all.” Charlie’s voice echoed over the megaphone. My blood froze into a mixture of fear and rage at the mention of her name.

“We’ll figure out a way.” I muttered and exited the tent to confront my target. Outside all the other people were gathering around and shooting nervous glances towards the villa. The camera crews were pointing their lens’s upwards.

Kim rounded the corner, noticeably bigger than she was yesterday, and to my shock, completely nude. The top of her head was now flirting with the three story roof of the Villa itself. At this distance I could just make out a squirming shape in her hand. I strained my eyes to see who it was, not sure if I hoped it was Monica or not. The top of the big gate was now near her belly button. Instead of stooping down underneath it, she stepped to the side and lifted her foot over the wall.

“CUT.” Calle Charlie. “Kim, can you head back, and this time hold Neil by his ankle so he dangles more dynamically?”

“Please no.” The man trapped in her hand pleaded. Kim smiled at the request, letting her fingers loosen around him so he started to slide head first to the ground before catching him by his ankle. She turned around, swaying her hips as she strutted back to the Villa like it was a cat walk, and then turned again, this time making the walk with the man dangling at her knees.

When she reached the central square of the production village, she stooped down and casually tossed him to the ground.

“Morning little people! As you can see, I grew even bigger overnight.” She said, clasping her hands in front of her hips and kicking her leg up as though to model her size like it was a new dress. She seemed to enjoy the stunned looks from everyone.

“Oh, and yeah… I decided that I’m not going to be wearing clothes anymore. The makeshift bedsheet stuff was ok for a little but I’m getting so big so fast that they aren’t good for long. And besides…” She said, stretching her long arms high over her head, sticking out her chest and lengthening her body. “I’m really proud of my body. I think everyone should be able to look at it!”

She smiled brightly, her eyes scanning over us as she took stock of her reactions. I could see her gaze linger on me for a second, and I set my jaw and forced myself to maintain eye contact. She smiled and let her hands fall back to her hips.

“This one disappoints me.” She said, lifting her leg and giving the prone and exhausted man a nudge with her toe. “That means there’s room for one more in my villa! Isn’t that exciting?”

There were loud cheers from about half of the crowd, while the rest remained silent.

“She said, isn’t that exciting?” He prompted, milking out some cheers and clapping from the rest of us. I saw her though. She wasn’t disappointed at all that no one was truly excited. It was exactly the opposite. She was loving how scared we were of her.

“Since this show is about me trying to find love, I think it’s appropriate that we have a little contest to see who will join me and my other lovers inside the Villa.”

She paused for effect. I could see some people in the crowd practically frothing at the mouth for an opportunity to please her. If she told them to fight to the death they would do it.

“It’ll be… a kissing contest!” She finally announced.

My eyes were locked on her full lips, more than a foot wide. Her mouth was easily large enough to engulf our entire heads. I tried to imagine what it would be like to be buried in them, and knowing what I must do. I waited for the crowd to start forming a line in front of Kim to play her game before turning to my conspirators.

“This is a good chance to get someone on the inside.” I said.

“Are you crazy?” Darren asked.

“No, he’s right.” Sam added.

“We have to do it tonight though, the bigger she gets the harder this is going to be. Meet me at the side gate by the porch with whoever you can trust, and bring me a weapon.” I said.

“Hell yeah man.” Darren nodded and gave me a punch on the shoulder. “You think you can win the kissing contest?”

I looked back to Kim, who was lowering herself to kneel in front of the line, smirking at all the people obeying her orders.

“Yeah. I know what she wants.” I said. I walked towards the end of the slowly growing line of people queuing up in front of the monster. I could feel her eyes tracking me as I joined the back of the line. I tried hard to keep my expression blank.

Kim sat on her knees, folding her feet under her. None of us were taller than her breasts in the position, much less able to reach her lips. As the first contestant approached her, she snatched him up and brought him to her face.

I tried hard to read her expression as she gently pecked at him. The guy was doing his best to be sensual, but it was hard to pull off when your partner was holding you in her hand. After a few seconds she pulled him away and dumped him unceremoniously to the side, and reached for the next in line.

The second was much the same. I noticed that she was initially excited when she picked them up, but quickly became bored with them, like she enjoyed holding them more than she liked kissing them. It made sense. Her obsession with her size and power, that's what she got off on. The mistake the people in this line were making was obvious. They weren't putting up enough of a fight.

The line shifted forward one by one as I formulated my strategy. I could feel her looking at me even as she played with the others.

"Ew." She admonished the guy right in front of me for not being up to her standards. I stepped forward, heart in my stomach, preparing myself to face her. She put on a serious face as I approached, but the upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her good humor. The cameras gathered more tightly around us to catch the impending drama.

“Hey Thomas.” She said curtly, looking down her nose at me. I didn’t say anything. She didn’t make a move to pick me up like the others just yet, resting her hands on her knees. I kept my face neutral, making sure I didn’t give her indication of how scared I was.

“I’m kinda surprised you would want to be in this line. I seem to remember you dumping me.” She continued when I didn’t react. I continued to say nothing, waiting for her to make the first move.

“You probably just want to get back into the Villa so you can check up on little Monica. Well, I dunno if she can go back to fucking small people like you after what I did to her last night, haha.” I set my jaw again, trying not to let her get to me, but having a hard time keeping my thoughts away from what she could do to Monica.

“Say something.” She ordered. “Why do you want to kiss me?”

“I just want Monica back.” I said in a monotone. That made her laugh.

“I dunno about that, but maybe if you’re a good enough kisser I’ll let you watch while we fuck.” she teased as she reached her hand down to scoop me up like the others. I stepped back and pushed her hand away, which just caused her to laugh harder. She reached her hand down again and I turned to run, only to feel her palm come down on me, pushing me to the ground as the rest of the contestants screamed and scattered. She turned me so that I was facing skyward, and sat forward so her head blocked out the sky above me, her long black hair falling like curtains to block out the other viewers. I could see the drape of her hair part as the cameramen shoved their lenses though the sudden private space made by her hair falling all around me.

“You don’t want to kiss me?” She asked as she pushed me with more force into the ground. I tired to grab onto her wrist and push her arm back, but she didn’t even seem to notice. She lowered her face to mine, her slightly parted lips showing her white teeth behind. She brought her lips to within inches of my face, and opened her mouth wide as if to engulf my head. She clicked her teeth together suddenly, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Oh, am I scaring you?" She whispered to me as I trembled uncontrollably under her hand. She pursed her lips and pressed them into me, further flattening me against the ground. The force of her breathing sucked the air out of my lungs, and I was unable to even scream as she smothered me.

Mercifully, she soon sat up. I caught my breath as she pulled her hair behind her shoulders and shook out the tangles. She was all smiles.

“Wow Thomas, that was hot.” She admitted. “I don’t need to see anyone else. I’m definitely picking you.” She smiled as she wiped the saliva from her lips with the back of her hand. I struggled to get to my feet as her hand wrapped around me once again, and yanked me into the air.

When she turned to stomp back to the Villa, I turned to try and catch Darren and Sam in the crowd, but I couldn’t see them amongst the chaos and the jostling of Kim’s strut.

— Monica —

My entire body was sore. Since dragging us into the Villa last night, I’ve been Kim’s favorite toy. She liked to snatch me up without warning and kiss me all over. Sometimes she would grab on to my arms and lift me by them, leaving my legs to kick in the air. I was relieved when she left the Villa. At least it gave me a little break.

“Monicaaaa!” Kim’s sing-song voice echoed over the walls of the Villa, shattering my peace. My instinct was to hide, but what was the point? She would find me if she wanted to. I opened my eyes to see her rounding the corner. Her hands were folded behind her back, but I could clearly see feet dangling behind her through the gap in her thighs.

“Guess who I got?” She asked me as she stopped on the other side of the pool from me. My heart sank because I knew it could only be one person if she was asking me. Thomas. I couldn’t keep the disappointment off of my face as I came to this conclusion.

“Aw, what’s a matter?” She asked as she pulled Thomas around in front of her, one hand wrapped around his waist, the other hand supporting his feet like he was an action figure. “I thought you would want to see Thomas again.” Thomas was clearly swallowing his fear.

“I do!” I protested, trying my best to spare Thomas’s feelings. My feelings of seeing Thomas again were mixed. On one hand, I really did like him. On the other hand, I had cheated on him with Kim. On the other, she sort of forced me to. On the other other, I wanted her to force me. And on the bottom of everything, there was the fear that Thomas was now here with Kim. When he was outside the Villa he was safe, but now…

“I have to let you know.” She said, as she pressed him into her torso between her boobs. “I had even after we broke up I still had a thing for Thomas for the longest time.” She shrugged her shoulders to more fully envelope him in the canyon of her cleavage.

“I used to think it was so hot how big and strong he was. The biggest in the villa besides me.” She continued, sitting down with her legs in the pool. She freed him from between her breasts, then plopped him onto her lap like a baby. “I used to imagine him wrapping these big hands around my hips.” She signed, using her fingers to pinch his wrists to demonstrate how small they were to her now. She looked to me and tilted her head.

“I bet you like them.” She said, wrinkling her nose at me. "Which do you like better? Being held like a toy in my hand or getting tossed around by this big guy?" She asked, lifting Thomas by his arms to emphasize "big guy". I didn't know if she actually expected me to answer, and if I was to answer, what the right one would be. The smirk on her face gave away nothing.

"Thomas's hands." I finally answered. "Not that I don't… you know… like it with you."

"Aww, I like fucking you too." She said. And leaned forward across the pool to place Thomas next to me. We immediately embraced, his strong arms wrapping around me. He leaned down to bury his face in my hair.

"I'm glad you're safe." He whispered in an urgent tone as his lips met my ears. I felt the tears begin to well up immediately. I didn't realize how scared I really was until he held me. He pulled me back to look at me, and it was then that I knew that I truly, truly loved him. I tilted my head up for him to kiss me. It felt like electricity when his lips met mine.

“Aww.” Kim cooed, bringing me back to reality. Ventured a glance across the pool in her direction. She was leaning forward with her hands grabbing the ledge of the pool between her legs, her ample chest spilling out between her arms.

“You guys are SO cute together.” She complimented us. I gave a nervous smile in return. Thomas’s hand slowly fell down to grab mine, and he subtly tugged it to signal that it was time to go.

“Thanks for choosing me.” Thomas said to her. “You were right, I did want to see Monica again.”

“You’re welcome!” Kim smiled.

“Well, we’re going to go catch up.” He said as he began to coax me away, walking slowly around the edge of the pool, leading me by the hand, only for Kim to pull her left leg out of the pool and slam it in front of our path. Her foot scooped out gallons of water, splashing us. I yelped and jumped back, but Thomas shifted to catch me.

“Kim, please…” I started, but the giant ignored me.

"You two are trying to sneak off for a quickie, aren’t you?” She said with a conspiratorial grin. “Thirty seconds back in each other’s arms and you just can’t help it.” She retracted the leg from in front of us and pulled herself forward into the pool, sending a wave over the edges as the water made way for massive body. Thomas and I just stood frozen lest we invite another show of force from the giant woman.

She propped her elbows on the edge of the pool, the length of them from elbow to her fingertips easily taller than us. She folded her hands to form a shelf for her chin, and flashed us a smile.

“Sorry Monica, I just can’t help but think about Thomas’s big hands engulfing your little body.” She giggled. “Thomas broke up with me before I got to feel his big hands rubbing up and down mine, and now…” She lowered her eyes, looking down at her huge body. “...anyway. Point is, I never got to feel him on me.” I dreaded where this was going.

“Sooo….” She prompted, punctuated with an awkward laugh. “Why don’t you two take your clothes off?” I shifted uncomfortably in Thomas’s arms at the request. Even though Thomas and I have had sex regularly for weeks, and even though Kim and I had been intimate together, the request felt like it had crossed a line. What Kim and I had done together was fun, but it was far from the love making Thomas and I did. It felt wrong to let someone in on that intimacy.

“Kim…” I started to protest, but was quickly cut off again.

“Take off each other’s clothes or I’ll throw Thomas out again.” She warned, and that was all motivation Thomas needed as I felt the tie on my bikini come undone, freeing my small breasts. His hands ran down my sides and down to my bikini bottoms. I brought my hands to his as he worked my bikini bottoms off. I was immediately wet. Thomas spun me around, and I used my trembling hands to work off the buttons on his shirt. I ventured a look to Kim, who had plunged her left hand under the water. I could tell she was rubbing herself by the way her shoulder was moving and the lusty expression on her face. 

“Bend her over the deck chair.” she commanded Thomas. He shifted his hands to be under my stomach and on the back of my neck, roughly pushing me onto one of the padded deck chairs. My reservations about fucking in front of Kim shattered in an instant. I needed Thomas inside me immediately. I spread my legs apart and arched my back to present myself to him.

"How's it feel Monica?" Kim asked in a breathy tone. I turned my head to look at her. Her boobs jiggled back and forth as she rubbed herself under the water. Her other arm pressed them together as she nibbled on her finger.

"It feels… Oh!" I managed before Thomas slid his length into me. I dug my fingernails into the cushion below me as I dealt with the pleasure and pain.

"Haven't you heard of foreplay?" She scolded Thomas. I looked back to see Kim hooking her fingers around his stomach and pulling him out of me. "Try rubbing her more with those big hands of yours."

Thomas pulled me back, lifting me up to a kneeling position, the back of my head resting against his chest. I lifted my arms over my head, lacing my fingers behind his neck, stretching my back, pushing my chest forward.

Thomas palmed my neck, putting his thumb and forefinger on either side of my face. With his other hand, he gently traced over my stomach and hips, palming my belly in his big hand. 

"Yeah, like that." Kim praised. "How does that feel Monica?"

"It feels so good!” I tilted my hips back towards his lap, begging for him to enter me again. I could feel his stiff cock against my inner thigh, hard and hot. His fingers dug into my waist, pulling my hips against him. His thumbs and fingers could almost touch each other as they grasped my narrow waist. I could feel his tip flirt with the edges of my lips, beginning to part them. I let out of a loud moan as he began to slip into me, but it was short live. I felt him retract. I gave a squinted look over my shoulder to see Kim’s hand wrapping around Thomas’s waist, pulling him back away from me yet again.

“Don’t fuck her yet.” Kim demanded. “I want you to keep using your hands.” I watched as her hand left his waist, moving forward to engulf Thomas’s forearm, guiding it from my waist, over the swell of my hip, and in towards the space between my legs. Kim kept her hand wrapped around Thomas’s adding a lot more force to the pressure against my crotch. I was lifted up off the deck chair, sandwiched between Kim’s hand and Thomas’s toned chest.

“Please, let him fuck me.” I begged Kim, wrapping my hands around Kim’s arm. Kim shook her wrist out of my grasp, causing me to fall forward again on my knees and elbows. Thomas tried to enter me from behind again, but Kim pulled him back.

“No, hands only.” She moaned. I turned my head to look at her in the pool, rubbing herself more and more vigorously to our show. “I’m so close! Thomas, grab her thighs, right under her butt.”

Kim continued calling down orders to us for the next ten minutes, having Thomas contort me into various positions for her enjoyment. She had him lift my legs up over my head, his hand wrapped around my ankles. She made him choke me, and tease my nipples with his fingers. She made him do anything but fuck me, and by the end of it I was so horny I couldn’t think straight. I tried to mount him, and managed to get close before Kim wrapped her hand around me and pushed me back into the deck chair. I could tell Kim was finally finishing by her frantic petting of me and Thomas. Her breasts jiggled up and down on the pool’s edge, as she bounced against her fingers. Her hand squeezed me as she came, her fingernails digging into my skin painfully. 

Finally, she collapsed deeper into the pool, her hand releasing me to rub her neck in ecstasy. I saw my chance, and jumped on top of Thomas. I rode him like my life depended on it, grabbing hold of his hands to put them back on my tiny body. Kim continued to watch as she idly sucked her fingers in her afterglow. I felt Thomas’s load shoot inside of me, filling me up. I came at the sensation of his cum oozing out of me, and the sight of Kim looking over at us with her blissful expression. I collapsed onto Thomas’s chest, body still trembling with pleasure. He wrapped his arms around me.

“Aww.” Kim cooed as she saw us cuddling there. “You two are so sexy.” She praised us before standing up, sending water from the pool down like rain as she shook her hair out. “I’d let you enjoy each other’s company but…” She said, kneeling back down over our edge the pool, planting her tits on the edge, pointing her nipples towards us. As their massive weight came to rest on the poolside, a little trickle of milk squeezed out of her stiff nipples.

“My tits feel soooo full after I cum. I need to be pumped asap.” She commanded. Thomas gave me a confused look as I stood up from him, letting him fall out of me. I guided him over to where Kim knelt, to her massive nipples poking up at us. I gave Thomas a nod, and sat down in front of her tit, squeezing the over four foot wide orb between my legs. I cupped the nipple tightly with my hands, and began to lick the rough skin of her nipple to coax the milk out and relieve her. I looked to Thomas, who’s boner was beginning to rise once again in his pants, as he obediently ministered to the other breast in the same way.

“Mmm… what a relief.” Kim moaned as her nipples began to leak milk over both of us.