Continued from the audio journal of Dr. Paul Ahearn:

Nov. 30, 2011

Jess hit eight feet tall today.  Her growth is showing no signs of slowing, nor is her ever-increasing appetite.  She now weighs 370 pounds and is growing about a full inch each day.

Part of why this concerns me is that, even with Jess not being a good candidate for the virus, it shouldn't have made her this big. She should have stopped growing nearly a foot ago.

At the same time, I can't help but be smitten with the spectacularly strong, sexy woman I'm living with.  She is amazing, and making love to her is a wondrous experience in its own right.

Still, Jess is having increasing problems with everyday things.  We had to get one of those senior-citizen cell phones for her with the oversized buttons so she can use a phone; her fingers are too big for the tiny keys on most phones.  They're even starting to get think enough for keyboards, which is limiting her ability to work even more than clothes, transportation, low ceilings and lower doorways.

The lab hierarchy has approached me because they are trying to work outr a package to place Jess on paid medical leave.  I'm hoping we can avoid this as long as possible, but each proceeding day makes that seem less and less likely.

Dec. 2, 2011

I convinced Jess to go out with me for dinner and dancing tonight.  A movie is only viable if we can get the front row seats, and then Jessica has to slouch down.  She agreed, but I can tell she's starting to feel like a freak when she's in public."

Now 8-foot-2, Jess is the most impressive beauty when she walks into the room.  Even at two feet taller than most men, she still attracts them -- especially the best-looking ones -- like a moth to a flame.

I am, frankly, flattered she still chooses me over them.  But her tenderness toward me tells me why.  Jessica loves me.

I'm trying to plan for our first Christmas together, but that date is more than three weeks and at least two feet from now.  I can't help but be nervous.  If Jess gets that big, I'll only be hip-high on her, and she'll be growing far faster than she is now.  I have to admit, I hope it ends soon. … but I'm beginning to fear it won't ever end.

Dec. 3, 2011

It's official:  Jess is now the tallest woman in the world and ever.  She's just under 8-foot-3, which has propelled her to the record height.  There's also no evidence that her growth is slowing.

She's starting to attract more and more attention in public, and getting her clothing is becoming an increasing problem as she increases.  Fortunately, she's slim in the hips and waist now, but her bustline is massive, even for her height.  I suspect she's going to either have to have things tailor-made or go with a lot of bare-midriff looks.  At least these days she has the midriff for it.

Dec. 5, 2011

Jess is nearly 101 inches tall today, or almost 8-foot-5.  Since she's still adding 1 percent of the previous day's height each day, that means she's now growing more than an inch per day.

Jess was clearly upset at work today, but wouldn't say why.  She waited until we were home to tell me that management is starting to pressure her about her height.  She believes they don't want her case to go public because the publicity could hurt the company.  She may just be a bit paranoid, but it wouldn't be the best publicity.  I don't think I blame her for being nervous.

Our bedroom antics are becoming more and more adventurous, in part because Jess is more ravenous in that area with every passing day.  She's strong enough now to dominate me, but is still working to keep things mutual.  The sex is glorious, but I am concerned that, as all her body keeps growing, I may not be adequate for all her needs at some point.  When I raised the subject to her, she just said, "We'll find a way to make things work for both of us.  Don't worry."  "She's been calling me, "Little Man," and she's my "Big Mama."

Dec. 9, 2011

At 8-foot-7, Jess is the most magnificent creature I have ever seen.   We went out dancing tonight, but had to take a bus there and back;  She's just too big for any other mode of transport, and even the buses are becoming uncomfortably small.

(Voice of Dr. Jessica Egolf)

Hi, honey, it's me.  It's the night of Dec. 11, but you've been asleep for a while.

I wanted you to hear this, but you alone.  I'm leaving tonight.  I'm so sorry.  I love you so much, but right now, I'm a danger to you.

See, the lab basically told me not to come in anymore, and to keep a low profile -- not to go out in public at all.  They are afraid of what my condition will mean for their future.  The only trip I'm supposed to make is in to work tomorrow to sign some paperwork for the leave of absence.

When I realized this was coming, I did a little checking.  It turns out they're planning to get me locked up somewhere and claim I'm out of my mind, thinking I'm growing.  They've already filed the paperwork with a court.  You can check for that record online if you want -- but not from a work computer, for your own safety.

Paul, I love you.  Save this journal.  Take the flash drive it's on, make at least one back-up copy, and hide them in different places.  Keep one copy where you can access it, but keep it hidden.  Don't carry it on you and don't leave it where it can be easily found.  If they've got me hidden away, your journal is my best evidence of the reality of my condition.  They won't do anything to you as long as they can't find me.  I've got a plan.  I'll be in touch.  It won't be anything obvious, but you're sharp enough to figure out a clue or two.

God, I love you.  (sound of a sob.)  I've gotta go.  I'll see you as soon as I can.  I love you.  Good-bye.

(Voice of Paul Ahearn)

Dec. 12, 2011

I heard Jess' message this morning.  I hid the journal in a secret compartment in Sarah's headboard before going to work, aand picked up two spare flash drivesw to make copies.

When I checked online court records, I saw that Calder Penn Richardson Labs has filed a legal action.  Before leaving for work, I called my lawyer and asked her to meet me for dinner to update my will.  She agreed to do so tonight.

At the lab today, I was grilled twice by my boss about where Jess was and called into Dr. Calder's office, where he pumped me for information on the same subject.  I told him the truth; that I have no idea where she is.  He didn't like that answer, but at one poin the looked me right in the eye while I was talking.  He sighed and sagged back in his chair.  "You really don't know, do you?" he said.  Then he let me out of the office.

One other oddity I discovered today.  Jess' last brain scans showed that, as she's growing, the number of neurons in her brain that are active also are increasing.  Simply put, Jess is becoming smarter and smarter, able to see more and more possibilities in advance -- to anticipate things and  prepare for them.

I made a copy of the journal on a flash drive and took it with me to meet with Ruby, my attorney.  First I asked if she had any dealings with Calder Penn Richardson that could eb a conflict of interest if I wound up in a legal action against them.  She said she didn't.

I explained that I wanted to update my will and that the information was on a flash drive.  I handed her the drive, which was wrapped in a note.  The note said, "Secure this flash drive in a safe place.  Do not release it until directed to do so by me or in the event something happens to me.  Be ready to release it on a moment's notice.  For your own safety, do not examine the contents unless I tell you to or something happens to me."

Ruby's reaction  was as cool as I hoped it would be.  Lawyers are trained not to look flustered or surprised.  She read the note casually, nodded and pocketed the drive.  "I understand," she said.

"Of course, I'll pay for your services," I said.  "Trust me.  This is much bigger than you might think, at least to me."

Ruby simply nodded.  Then our food arrived.

Dec. 14, 2011

The apartment was ransacked today while I was at work.  I couldn't identify anything mssing.  Fortunately, they didn't find the secret compartment with this journal.  But it's beginning to look like Jess was right.

God, I miss her.  I hope she's all right.  And I can't help but wonder how long she can stay hidden if she keeps growing.  Even with her growing brain power, I'm just not sure how long she can stay free.