— The Audience —

The Kim’s Lagoon Live After Show was staged at a giant outdoor amphitheater, of all places. In keeping with the reality bending nature of the show, the stage had been set with a few chairs scattered around, one for Brian, ‘the host’ and the others for the various contestants. Even now they were trying to sell the events of the show as genuine, with a cushion fit to be the seat for a giant in the middle.

“It’s just marketing.” Trish reminded me as I squirmed in my seat. As soon as “Kim’s Lagoon” aired on streaming, my girlfriend and I devoured it. It was the strange, surreal story of a woman getting increasingly larger, set against the backdrop of a cheesy reality tv show. There was something so oddly real about it all. The effects were flawless, the actors appeared to be very genuine aside from some hammy acting, and while I would never admit this to Trish, there was an odd eroticism to the main character steadily outgrowing everything and warping the whole dynamic around her. Plus, she was really, really easy on the eyes. That’s putting it lightly. She was smoking hot. I managed to pass off my main interest as Trish’s, a high minded surrealist critique of the media industry and how it dehumanizes and objectifies its participants.

“Yeah, marketing...” I chuckled. The show had done an amazing job, really. I bet it would be studied for years as a master case of viral marketing. First, the fabricated announcements of a show called “Lover’s Lagoon.” I mean really, a cut and paste reality show on an isolated island in the Pacific? It beggared belief. No one but the stupidest sheep were even talking about it, until the day the ‘contestants’ were due to return. An announcement from the studio about some mysterious happening on the island blew up on the apps. Every pop culture conspiracy theorist lined up to give their take on it.

Then, the rumors. Shaky cam footage of a giant woman, more than a hundred feet tall stepping off a cargo ship in a closed harbor before ducking again into a warehouse. Rumors of government medical tests on a giant woman. Hell, they even managed to trick the mainstream news outlets. Finally, the studio released an official statement, claiming that one of the contestants did indeed mysteriously grow into a giant. “Stay tuned!”, they said.

The Internet. Blew. Up. The frankly poorly edited footage of the massive woman stepping off the boat went quadruple viral, and was soon followed by other ‘sneaky shots’. A telescope shot of a secret compound of buildings. The giant woman unfolding herself from a warehouse and stretching hands so high in the sky that she looked to be able to grab the clouds. Another shot from a ‘leaker’ of her hooked up to a bunch of strange machines and surrounded by tiny men in lab coats. There were dozens of similar videos, and more that people outside the studio clearly made up to boost the hoax. Some credulous people took to drawing lines over blurry elements in the background in an attempt to quantify her size, but all it did was show the sloppiness of the narrative. In this video she was supposedly a hundred and twelve feet tall, while an earlier video had her at a hundred and twenty.

“Look, Dave, it’s starting.” She patted me on the arm, and then took my hand into hers.
The crowd applauded as the spotlight followed Brian Ocean, washed up pop star turned actor, as he walked into the center of the amphitheater.

“Good evening everyone! How are you all doing tonight?!” He called into his mic. The crowd cheered louder.

“Wonderful, wonderful. We’re so excited you decided to join us in person and at home for our Live After Show!”

“Woo!” Trish whooped.

“Give a round of applause to our lovely cast!” He called, gesturing to his right. A parade of beautiful people walked out on stage, some smiling and waving brightly, like Kim’s favorite partner, Jacob. Others walked with an obvious nervousness, like Monica, who had a devastating end to her arch. Notably missing was the star of the show, the supposed giant.

The applause tapered off as everyone took their seats. Brian Ocean stayed in center stage, tapping his cue cards as he waited for the last bits of applause to settle down.

“Welcome everyone, you all look amazing, as always. Before we invite Kim to the stage I thought it would be nice to answer a few questions about the show that the audience might not have caught from The Edit.”

I chuckled. “The Edit”, the reality show term of art that referred to the ways the editing room twisted innocuous shots into a story. The way the show mimicked The Edit was what ultimately sold the events as real. Chunks of time obviously left out, out of context shots strung together to make a loose narrative about what a character was supposed to be thinking. If you looked closely you could find a bunch of little easter eggs. Like during the hide and seek game the Aaron character can be seen acting nervous in the background, but all of his close up shots were short bursts of him acting confident or giving mean looks to Kim.

“Valerie, let’s start with you first.” Brian said, reading from his card. “You were really one of the first people to latch onto Kim as she started to grow, first as a friend and eventually as a lover. What did you see in her back then?

Valerie, the hot blonde who had her arch near the beginning of the show, stood up and grabbed a mic handed to her by a producer.

“Kim… she was just gorgeous.” She started nervously, side eyeing the producers. “Twelve feet tall looked very good on her.” She said wistfully.

“Do you wish she would have stayed twelve feet tall?” Brian asked lightheartedly. Valerie visibly paled.

“Oh no, I love Kim no matter how big she is. I love every inch.” She claimed, her eyes shifting once more back to the producers.

“We all do! Monica.” He pushed forward. “It must have been hard to see Thomas betray Kim’s love like he did. Looking back at your relationship before joining Kim, did you notice any red flags?”

Monica, the snappy little red head, broke down, sobbing into her hands.

“Oh, it’s ok…” Brian soothed as her fellow contestants rubbed her back.

“Sorry.” She sniffed. “I don’t think I can talk about that.” What a performance! She really looked cut up about it!

“That’s ok Monica, we’re all here for you and love you.” He said, then turned to the camera.. “And of course we pray that we will find answers to where those people who got on the raft ended up.”

Brian paused for a moment of silence, and then turned back to his cue cards.

“Jacob!” He called. Loud whoops from the women in the crowd. “Ah, looks like you’re Kim’s favorite and the crowd favorite!” Jacob smiled and nodded.

“For the young men out there, what advice do you have for finding love?”

Jacob rose and put his hand to his chest. “Honestly, it’s just about letting it happen. Fellas, you might be intimidated when a woman takes charge, but I promise you it’s just because they love you. You find a good way to roll with that, and you’ll be the happiest you’ve ever been.”

The women in the audience gave another audible ‘aww’ at the dripping sentiment.

“And ladies, don’t be afraid to assert yourselves! You don’t have to be a giant to make your needs known!” Loud raucous applause from the women. Trish grabbed my arm tightly and gave it a playful tug.

“Alright, well I think we’ve kept you waiting long enough.” Brian announced. “Are you all ready to meet our special girl?”

Loud whoops from the audience, quickly silenced by the earth shaking.

“Give a loud round of applause for Kim!” He called, pointing his arm skyward behind us.” Damn, the effects were good. Some sort of pyrotechnics to make the ground shake?

*BOOM*

Everyone turned in their seats to look back behind us as a head started to crest the hill. Mirrors, maybe? She looked so far away.

*BOOM*

A foot. A massive, bare foot, taking up the entire aisle between the two halves of the audience. The audience started to scream and flee from their seats. Trish’s grip on my arm tightened. She leaned into me to try and push me away, but I I was frozen in place, tracing the tower of a leg up to where it met the hem of her short skirt.

*BOOM*

Another step took her down to the stage. The foot lifted up and joined the other, and she started to do a slow turn. My eyes traced up the lines of the impossibly large, impossibly feminine figure turned to loom over us. Her blue eyes twinkled, just barely visible over the swell of her breast. She lifted her hand up next to her face, pulling her hair away from her face so she could look down at us.

“Hey there, little ones! Aww, don’t be scared! I know I’m really big, but I promise I’m a friendly, romantic giant!” Her voice rumbled above.

Security closed in, bringing up calming hands and corralling the panicked audience back to their seats. Trish continued to tremble in my arms. I could feel her legs tensing to make a run for it as she cowered in front of the giantess.

“Holy shit. Holy shit she’s real.” She breathed.

“Yes, yes she’s real.” Brian called out. “And you are all witnessing her first public appearance!” He started to clap to prompt the audience, and got about half them to follow along in stunned silence.

The giant giggled and held her arms behind her back, and then lifted her foot and pressed it into the front row of the audience. The crowd shrunk, standing up and backing away from the encroaching foot. The giant row toes, as wide as eight of the seats, stopped just short of their legs.

“Oh my god, look at you all by my toes.” The giant giggled from above. “I’ve been so looking forward to seeing all my little fans.” The foot lifted up and rejoined her other one, and she set it down with a thud that somehow seemed deliberately louder than her step between the aisle, so loud that it shook us in our seats. Then she crouched down, and it looked like the sky was falling. She folded her knees into her chest and caught her weight on her hands, leaning over the crowd and blotting out the sky.

“Oh, and you are all so, so little… gosh I can barely see you down there.”

“Haha alright Kim, keep in mind they’re not used to you.” Brian chuckled to keep it light.

“Mmm… I can only imagine.” She purred, hovering there for a little longer, before letting herself start to fall back on her ass. It was like watching a building collapse, slow and sudden at the same time. I held Trish close to me to brace for impact.

Our chairs visibly jumped at the explosion of force unleashed by the giant’s weight falling on the ground. The front rows experienced a shock wave that sent their chairs tilting back like dominos. 

“Oopsie! Sorry…” the giantess blurted with candy coated sweetness undercut by a barely contained giggle. She didn’t look sorry at all.

“Hello, lovers!” She chirped down at the guests to her left, and reached her hand down to hover over top of them, totally eclipsing their set of bleachers. Her fingers, even her pinky finger, were big enough to dwarf any of them individually. The cast members stood and stretched up to make contact with her, rubbing the underside of her hands with theirs.

“Cuties.” She praised, before removing her hand. She traced her finger over them, making a show of picking one, before ultimately landing on Valerie. She pushed her finger forward and the smaller one obediently grabbed it. She swung the woman dangling from her finger over her lap, and deposited her on the trampoline made from her legs stretching out her skirt.

“Jealous!” Brian chuckled. As Kim used her fingers to press the girl against her stomach.

“Oh, don’t worry Brian, your turn will come.” Kim beamed as she stroked the comparatively tiny woman like she was a pet.

“Looking forward to it… Anyway, welcome to the show. You look amazing as ever, my love. I’m sure everyone is dying to know, just how big are you?” 

Kim smiled wide, brushing her hair behind her ear again.

“Pretty big, Brian. Pretty damn big.” The ‘joke’ spurred nervous laughter from the crowd.

“And what can you tell us about what caused this?” Brian prompted.

Kim shrugged. “No one knows. Every doctor has poked and prodded me, and ran every test on me. No one knows how I got this big. The best they can come up with is something called “run-away hormone syndrome” but they just made that up. No one has ever had this happen to them.”

“You certainly are unique!”

“That’s right!” Kim beamed. “If you ask me, the reason I’m so big is because I’m meant to be this big… and it’s because I’m so large that I can share my heart with all of you lovely people.” She smiled, and then blew a kiss over everyone congregated here.

“Aww, isn't that sweet?” Brian asked the stunned crowd.  “And are you still growing bigger?” Brian asked the question on everyone’s mind.

“Yes, though a lot more slowly than you all saw on TV. I’m no longer having those amazing growth spurts… it’s more like a couple of inches a day now… and an inch isn't much to me, you know.” She said. I was sure that all of us looked around an inch tall to her. 

“What’s it like being so big?” Brian urged, raising his hand to rub her knee. Kim sat up straight, lengthening her spine and seeming to grow a couple feet in just a second. She raised her arms, pointing her elbows to the sky as she played with her hair. 

“I don't know how to describe it. It feels like having no limits.” She said, pushing her chest out further. “The weight of me… the space I take up… the power” she rambled on, appearing to get lost in a fantasy as she licked her lips.

She blinked, and then smiled as she appeared to remember that she was being filmed. 

“But the best part is that no one can mess with me or my lovers. You’re all mine!” she said, pinching the back of Brian's shirt and lifting him to her mouth for a smooch.

“I wouldn't want it any other way.” Brian said lovingly as he returned the kiss. The force of Kim's breath was like wind blowing in the microphone. The giantess looked to get lost for a moment in the kiss, her neck stretching forward to get more of Brian Ocean.

“Alright, alright.” Brian chuckled, putting his hands on Kim's face and pushing away. “Let’s try to keep it PG.” He begged.

Kim’s eyes squinted and her head tilted like she was considering what to do with his plea. She bit on her bottom lip, and then breathed out long through her nose. She looked like she was a second away from tearing off his clothes. She shot a look down to the audience, like she was making sure we were still watching. She shifted the host in her hand so he was laying along it lengthwise, and started to fondle him with her other hand, running her fingers up his body.

“Ok, ask your little questions then.” She ordered him, pressing her finger tip under his jaw.

“W-what was your favorite size to be since you started growing?”

“The size I am right now.” She said matter of factly. “My favorite size is as big as I possibly can be.”

“And you don’t ever wish you were smaller?”

“Sometimes… but not often. Mostly just nostalgia about normal people things. Like, dancing with someone your own size. But then I think, I wouldn’t give up being able to hold my lovers in my hands, you know?” Her wandering finger travelled lower down Brian’s body, running over his abs and flirting with the waistband of his pants.

“I don’t think anyone knows what it’s like for you!” Brian chuckled. “Do you have anything you’d like to say to the world?”

“Actually, I do have a little surprise for you all.” She said, a mischievous grin lighting up her face as she started to pull down the top of her shirt, revealing more of the front of her boob. I was transfixed by the size of them, large even in proportion to her monstrous frame. Wait… was that a person? It was… there was a person sandwiched between the massive boob and the impossible bra that contained it. The dazed looking woman blinked as the light hit her eyes, started to scream, and then clamped her hands over her own mouth to suppress it. The giant brought her finger up, and as obediently as Valerie, the woman grabbed onto it and let herself be carried skyward to the giant’s shoulder. Standing there, she wasn’t even as tall as the giant’s neck was long.

“Candice, when you measured me this morning, how big did you say I was?”

The girl said something that no one could hear, high up as she was. Kim smiled as she listened to the girl, and turned down to gauge the audience reaction. Brian, still laying in her other hand, had his mouth open wide. He shook his head and composed himself, looking down at the audience looking confused. 

“Wait, say that one more time.” Brian said, gesturing for Kim to bring him closer to Candice.

“Oh, haha.” She laughed, and then deposited Brian on her shoulder.

“Say it again, Candice.” She ordered, rubbing her finger down the side of the woman.

“Kim was a hundred and fifty four feet tall this morning.”

The cast members started to clap. The audience didn’t know how to react, so they just followed along.

Brian’s jaw dropped. “Wait, but how big were you last night?”

“Kim was a hundred and fifty three feet tall last night.” Candice chimed in again on cue with a lifeless voice.

“But that means…” Brian started.

“Yep! It’s speeding up again!” The giant said proudly, then turned to look down at the cast members. “Get ready, little lovers, there’s hopefully going to be a lot more of me really soon!”

The audience was stunned. I turned to look at the cast members, most of them clearly trying to keep a brave face. Monica had her face in her hands.

“And because I’m getting bigger, we have another announcement. Charlie?” She asked, turning her head to look off stage. A dark-eyed man waved to the crowd as he was summoned by the giant, rounding her crossed legs until he was in front of her. He waved up to her, and then waved to the stunned audience.

“Good evening everyone, tonight, we have a very special announcement.” He announced with great fanfare. “Everyone, please turn your attention to the screen.” He said, gesturing to the silver screen to his right.

The screen lit up with dancing lights, showing a drone shot of rows of houses arranged like a classic suburb.

ONE HUNDRED CONTESTANTS the screen flashed, then cut to a flickering shot of several people giving reality show testimonials. It lingered on one shot of a burly man.

“In my relationships, I’m the one who takes charge. I don’t care if you have a problem with that, the man is on top!”

AN EXCLUSIVE LIVING EXPERIENCE

“This place is crazy!” A blonde called into the camera. “Everyone has a car, there’s a police force, a fire department, even shopping!”

ALL TOGETHER TO FIGURE OUT…

The shot cut to a town square with none other than Brian Ocean standing on a soap box.

“Now, you are all here to find love…”

CAN THEY MEASURE UP?

“Are you ready to meet the lucky lady?”

The gathered villagers cheered, craning their heads to the front to see who was coming.

The screen cut to black.

*BOOM*

The burly man from before, turning his head behind him, his look turning to terror, and then starting to crane up.

*BOOM*

A wide shot of the crowd, holding on to each other and backing away from something out of the frame, unseen.

*BOOM*

An overhead shot of a bare foot, toes pointed at the crowd, each almost the size of any of them. Cut to a helicopter shot approaching from behind, the giant woman standing tall above a toy village, the tops of the nearby houses only reaching halfway up her shin. She had her hands on her knees, stooping down to see the little people, but also pointing her round butt at the camera. She looked over her shoulder at the helicopter approaching from behind, and her mouth curled up into a mischievous grin.

Cut to black.

Title Screen

“Kim’s Town”

The audience applauded. What else could we do?

“That’s right! Kim’s Lagoon is filming a sequel!”

“I still love all of you.” Kim reassured her cast members. “This won’t change that. We’ll all still be together, but it makes sense to grow our group if I’m going to grow faster again, right?” She asked the question to Brian, who enthusiastically agreed. Kim gave him a kiss that covered his entire body.

“Oh, I’m so excited! This is going to be so much fun!” She beamed.

— Kim —

This is really boring. I can’t believe I’m thinking this, but I may actually be too fucking big.

On the island it was exhilarating to double my size. One day you’re five foot six and breaking up with your boyfriend. A few weeks later and you’re eleven feet tall, hitting your head off the high vaulted ceilings of the villa, soaking in the terrified expressions of all the little shrimps around you. And the whole time, you wonder, could I get even bigger than this?

But here I double my size and everything looks smaller, sure, but it already looked small. At the Villa it meant something to see that my legs were longer than Monica’s entire little body. It’s not the same watching a two inch tall person become an inch tall person. For the first time since I was seven feet tall, I started to hope it would stop.

And when you double your size again on the island, you pass this… threshold. You’re twenty two feet tall, that’s not just a tall person anymore. That’s a goddamn giantess. The magic of being able to lift a whole person with a single hand for the first time. The sheer authority you have over everything just because of how goddamn big you are, and it’s all so new and dangerous and sexy…

But I double my size again here, and what do I get? I was already the boss of everyone at a hundred and fifty feet tall. Six hundred feet tall just means people don’t even try to resist. There’s no fun in it. Plus, you can barely see their scared little faces.

When I doubled again to fifty feet tall I killed someone with my bare hands. That was such a power trip… backhanding Darren to death… Oh Darren, how I miss your strong hands… not that you’d measure up anymore… but still, I miss you…

But when I doubled my size from six hundred feet to twelve hundred feet, every step you take is like a small bomb going off. You can’t even walk close to the specks anymore without killing a few. There’s nothing special about it anymore.

Growing on the island meant I could invent new games to play with Candice. It was so fucking hot making her climb up my body… watching her stretch across my thigh, doing everything in her power to please me.

Growing to over two thousand feet tall is just not intimate in the same way. I tried to get her to climb me like she used to, but I couldn’t even see her scared looks or feel her shaking, and plus it took forever. Almost a hundred Candices just to get to my knee. Just pathetic. I made her stop and just measure my nipple instead. That was fun enough, until she fell from the tip of it. I don’t know what she was thinking. I mean, my tits are soft and everything but she had just discovered my nipple were five times her height. The fucked up thing is that I can’t even say that I miss her. Hell, I don’t even really know for sure if it was actually her or some other speck. I can’t make out individuals so well anymore.

Hitting the hundred foot milestone on the island was… god. I almost came just from hearing Candice announce it.  Funny how I was disappointed when it was found out that my growth was slowing down. I used to fantasize all the time about being much bigger than I am, and now all I want is to be a hundred feet tall again. Easy to get off on the idea of flattening an entire state with your growing ass when you don’t have to live every minute as that size. A mile tall, I think, is too much. I’ll be that big tomorrow, and my growth hasn’t begun to slow down yet. Maybe I’ll double again, and again, and again. Maybe I’ll just grow and grow until I can shove this whole miserable planet up my…

“Kim.” Charlie’s voice called in my ear piece. “Are you with us? It’s time to eliminate a contestant.”

I looked down at the toy town I was kneeling above. Actually, it wouldn’t even be really appropriate to call it a toy anymore. It was more like a barely perceptible texture on a flat, boring field. I leaned forward, squinting my eyes to see Charlie or any of the other little people who were supposed to love me. Charlie had big screens set up so I could see what the cameras could see, but even those looked like postage stamps. 

What was the point of any of this? A hundred little specks couldn’t hope to love me like I needed them to. No one can really fuck me anymore and that’s what I need more than anything. I thought the urges were bad on the island, but they’re nothing compared to now. I feel like a black hole. An empty, bottomless pit. When I was a hundred feet tall I could shove Thomas in there, and he’d squirm and fill me… Now I’m sure I could shove a thousand souls up my cunt and not even feel it. Only my fingers were big enough, and there wasn’t much romantic about that.

“Kim.” Charlie urged me again. I sighed.

“You.” I said, causing the clouds to part from above me at the sound of my voice. I didn’t even see who it was. I just wanted it to be over. I lowered my hand, as rehearsed, and waited for the chosen bug to ascend the fire ladder to my finger tip. Back on the island, I could just bend at the waist and scoop someone up. They’d look all frazzled if I did it too quickly, but that was the fun. Now if I didn’t go slowly enough he would pass out from the g forces. 

As I slowly lifted him in front of my face, I began to dwell on Aaron, of all people. I wonder what he would think of me now. Would he get a teeny little boner riding up to my face on my skyscraper finger? Would he plead and beg like a pathetic little worm? Damn, something about the memory of him in the palm of my hand covered in my saliva and his jizz, like the perfect little salty snack that he was, was making me wet.

Before I could think too hard or talk myself out of it, I popped my finger in my mouth. I could hear the screams through my earpiece as Charlie started breathing heavier. I couldn’t honestly tell if the guy on my finger was actually swallowed or if he was stuck to my tongue somewhere. Oh well, I guess it didn’t really matter. The thrill of breaking a taboo just wasn’t there when human lives were just so insignificant. It was never going to feel the same as feeling Aaron fill up my throat as he slid down it. I started fingering myself to the sounds of screams through Charlie’s headset instead.

“Kim, that’s ok, we can-” Charlie started fucking negotiating like he always does.

“I don’t care.” I said, and stood up. Charlie’s line cut out as I put my left foot down, leaving me only the quiet of the lower atmosphere to fill my ears. Judging from the sandstorm spreading out from my foot, I bet I just killed the sequel. I lifted my foot up and covered the entire village for good measure. I can’t believe I thought I could find love in a place that was no bigger than my foot.

I pictured that it was Aaron underneath me instead. Looking up at me with his brown eyes, his hands wrapped around my foot and trying to pry me off of him. I rubbed myself to the fantasy of it, and for the first time since I broke four thousand feet tall, it wasn’t hard to cum.

“Oh Aaron” I called down to no one as my pleasure rained over the countryside, scattered by my quick fingers. “You were the one, weren’t you?”

As soon as I finished I felt the black hole beginning to complain again. An island wasn’t big enough, a town wasn't big enough.

“Maybe I can find love in a city?” I announced to no one, though I was sure that the world heard me. I scraped the ruins of my town off the bottom of my foot, and stared walking in no particular direction.