“This is okay,” said Caroline, checking herself out in the mirror. “I’m definitely a couple size bigger, so that’s okay, I guess.”
She hit play on her motivational podcast.
“The most important thing is growth,” said her motivational podcast.
“The most important thing is growth,” said Caroline, bouncing her G-cups in the mirror.
“You’re bigger than you’ve ever been, but you can only grow as long as you want to grow. The minute you stop growing? That complacency.”
“…complacency,” she said, pulling her shirt over her breasts.
“Imagine yourself bigger. Imagine that you haven’t started growing!” said the podcast.
“Haven’t… started… growing…” said Caroline, arching her back, to see what her breasts would look like if they were even bigger.
“Don’t wait for permission to grow! Get greedy! Expand without permission! Grow into a larger version of yourself, and watch how much it terrifies normal, tiny people!”
“Normal… tiny… people…” said Caroline, hearing her shirt start to stretch as her chest expanded against the fabric.
“Why do you care what they think? You’re going to be bigger than them! Much bigger!”
“Much… bigger!” said Caroline, grunting as her tits shredded her shirt. She was in K-cup territory- her breasts were so big they practically enveloped her hands as she groped herself.
“You’re probably seeing a bigger version of yourself right now. You might even be pretty impressed. But you know what I say? I say you need to be dissatisfied, right now, with that bigger version of yourself. I need you to see that vision, and say, ‘not big enough!’”
“Not big enough!” said Caroline, swelling into her arms, furious at herself for not being bigger. “Not big enough!”
“Grow! Right now! Grow bigger than you’ve ever been!”
“Bigger… than I’ve… ever… been!” said Caroline.
Her breasts were immense, and ballooning larger and larger in arms.
Caroline gritted her teeth, forcing herself bigger. For every inch that was added to her bust, she suddenly wanted six inches.
She made herself grow… and grow… she didn’t even notice she was growing taller until her pants exploded, and she jolted six inches taller.
Caroline gasped.
“You surprised yourself, didn’t you? You didn’t think that would happen? Does the version of yourself you see scare you?”
“I’m… so… huge…” said Caroline. She was six feet tall suddenly, with wide hips, and tits bigger than anything she’d ever seen, even in porn.
“Don’t shy away from it! If it scares you, good! Scare yourself with your hugeness!”
“Hugeness…” said Caroline, drinking herself in, feeling a sense of creeping away.
“Don’t hold back! Don’t give yourself time to get used to it! Scare yourself again! Go bigger! Get more!”
“Go… bigger…” she said, feeling her whole body start to tremble and quake. “Bigger… bigger…”
She heard her big, padded body whoosh through the air, as she rocked up to seven feet tall. Her breasts grew so heavy they almost pulled forward. They were big enough that if they had, they would have covered, and possible smashed, her entire sink.
“Don’t hide! Get out there! Scare people! Make them get used to you!”
Caroline swung her heavy tits in the direction of the door, ducked her head slightly to leave the bathroom, and got stuck.
“Hrgh… mmmf!” she grunted. Her giant boobs were too wide to smash through the door.
“You’re meeting obstacles already, right? The world was built to keep you smile. Being your biggest, best self is meant to feel like an impediment, right?”
“Stupid… giant… boobs! Dumb… tiny… door!” she grunted, trying to smoosh herself through, despite her enormous bust.
“Fuck the tiny world and its tiny obstacles. Get even bigger. Crush the obstacles. You’re even bigger than they realize, right? And no matter how big and scary you are, you can always get bigger. It’s your power! But it only matters if you use it! So use it. Get bigger!”
“Get… bigger!” she gasped, feelling her already huge and unwieldy chest swell against the door frame, which buckled and bent. “Bigger!”
She smashed into the hallway, nine feet tall and change, and her enormous chest was already expanding so wide they brushed both sides of the hall. Her hips were growing in time, at least as wide if not wider.
“The world looks tiny to you now, doesn’t it? Guess what. It was always tiny. You’re just finally growing into yourself. Don’t stop now.”
“Don’t stop now…” she said, squeezing herself down the hallway, as her head began to brush the ceiling, and her hyperbolic curves began to brush the walls. “Grow bigger… grow… bigger…”
Caroline’s boyfriend Ben entered the hallway.
“Caroline, I’m sorry about earlier. If you want bigger boobs, you have every right to- holy mother of god, you’re a monster!”
“Bigger… boobs…” groaned Caroline, struggling to bend forward and force herself down the shrinking hallway as her bulging body bent and cracked the walls.
“You’re a goddess! Tiny people don’t deserve you! Crush them!” said her podcast.
“Tiny… Ben… doesn’t… deserve… these…” she said. It was the easiest thing in the world to keep pushing forward. Ben stumbled back, and was smothered by Caroline’s advancing wall of cleavage.
“Urk… too big… getting… stuck…” she groaned, as she kept expanding in the hallway.
“The world is so small… sometimes, being your bigger self can get you stuck… but you know what you need to do?”
“Keep… getting… bigger…” said Caroline, gritting her teeth and imagining herself growing so big the walls would burst. “Getting… bigger! Bigger!”
“I really hope you guessed what you need to do next, because this motivational podcast is pretty one-note,” said the podcast, dangling from her ears. “But just to be unambiguous, you should try to grow even bigger now. Bigger than ever. You should be a giant.”
“Giant… ess!” groaned Caroline. “Be a giantess!”
She gasped as her thickening body exploded in size.
Thick, curvaceous hips smashed the hallways open. Her legs stretched out behind her. Her breasts ballooned rapidly, inflating quacking, breaking apart the hallway around her.
Minutes later, her whole apartment building bent and warped from the pressure of her curvy frame, and then burst. Caroline, hundreds of feet tall, stood in the middle of the city with her hot-air-balloon sized breasts heaving.
She’d lost her headphones, and with them her podcast, but she was pretty sure she’d internalized the message by now.
She smooshed her tits against the nearest building, and grew bigger. The building fell over.
She saw fighter planes fly overhead, and grew bigger. The planes couldn’t veer in time, and smashed into her huge body like fiery gnats.
The buildings were uncomfortable for her lay down on- poking up into her like stony lego bricks. She grew bigger until she couldn’t feel them.
Everything was perfect, she was a humongous goddess, and the whole world was living in fear of her now.
But just to be on the safe side, she decided to go ahead and keep getting bigger…
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“This is okay,” said Caroline, checking herself out in the mirror. “I’m definitely a couple size bigger, so that’s okay, I guess.”
She hit play on her motivational podcast.
“The most important thing is growth,” said her motivational podcast.
“The most important thing is growth,” said Caroline, bouncing her G-cups in the mirror.
“You’re bigger than you’ve ever been, but you can only grow as long as you want to grow. The minute you stop growing? That complacency.”
“…complacency,” she said, pulling her shirt over her breasts.
“Imagine yourself bigger. Imagine that you haven’t started growing!” said the podcast.
“Haven’t… started… growing…” said Caroline, arching her back, to see what her breasts would look like if they were even bigger.
“Don’t wait for permission to grow! Get greedy! Expand without permission! Grow into a larger version of yourself, and watch how much it terrifies normal, tiny people!”
“Normal… tiny… people…” said Caroline, hearing her shirt start to stretch as her chest expanded against the fabric.
“Why do you care what they think? You’re going to be bigger than them! Much bigger!”
“Much… bigger!” said Caroline, grunting as her tits shredded her shirt. She was in K-cup territory- her breasts were so big they practically enveloped her hands as she groped herself.
“You’re probably seeing a bigger version of yourself right now. You might even be pretty impressed. But you know what I say? I say you need to be dissatisfied, right now, with that bigger version of yourself. I need you to see that vision, and say, ‘not big enough!’”
“Not big enough!” said Caroline, swelling into her arms, furious at herself for not being bigger. “Not big enough!”
“Grow! Right now! Grow bigger than you’ve ever been!”
“Bigger… than I’ve… ever… been!” said Caroline.
Her breasts were immense, and ballooning larger and larger in arms.
Caroline gritted her teeth, forcing herself bigger. For every inch that was added to her bust, she suddenly wanted six inches.
She made herself grow… and grow… she didn’t even notice she was growing taller until her pants exploded, and she jolted six inches taller.
Caroline gasped.
“You surprised yourself, didn’t you? You didn’t think that would happen? Does the version of yourself you see scare you?”
“I’m… so… huge…” said Caroline. She was six feet tall suddenly, with wide hips, and tits bigger than anything she’d ever seen, even in porn.
“Don’t shy away from it! If it scares you, good! Scare yourself with your hugeness!”
“Hugeness…” said Caroline, drinking herself in, feeling a sense of creeping away.
“Don’t hold back! Don’t give yourself time to get used to it! Scare yourself again! Go bigger! Get more!”
“Go… bigger…” she said, feeling her whole body start to tremble and quake. “Bigger… bigger…”
She heard her big, padded body whoosh through the air, as she rocked up to seven feet tall. Her breasts grew so heavy they almost pulled forward. They were big enough that if they had, they would have covered, and possible smashed, her entire sink.
“Don’t hide! Get out there! Scare people! Make them get used to you!”
Caroline swung her heavy tits in the direction of the door, ducked her head slightly to leave the bathroom, and got stuck.
“Hrgh… mmmf!” she grunted. Her giant boobs were too wide to smash through the door.
“You’re meeting obstacles already, right? The world was built to keep you smile. Being your biggest, best self is meant to feel like an impediment, right?”
“Stupid… giant… boobs! Dumb… tiny… door!” she grunted, trying to smoosh herself through, despite her enormous bust.
“Fuck the tiny world and its tiny obstacles. Get even bigger. Crush the obstacles. You’re even bigger than they realize, right? And no matter how big and scary you are, you can always get bigger. It’s your power! But it only matters if you use it! So use it. Get bigger!”
“Get… bigger!” she gasped, feelling her already huge and unwieldy chest swell against the door frame, which buckled and bent. “Bigger!”
She smashed into the hallway, nine feet tall and change, and her enormous chest was already expanding so wide they brushed both sides of the hall. Her hips were growing in time, at least as wide if not wider.
“The world looks tiny to you now, doesn’t it? Guess what. It was always tiny. You’re just finally growing into yourself. Don’t stop now.”
“Don’t stop now…” she said, squeezing herself down the hallway, as her head began to brush the ceiling, and her hyperbolic curves began to brush the walls. “Grow bigger… grow… bigger…”
Caroline’s boyfriend Ben entered the hallway.
“Caroline, I’m sorry about earlier. If you want bigger boobs, you have every right to- holy mother of god, you’re a monster!”
“Bigger… boobs…” groaned Caroline, struggling to bend forward and force herself down the shrinking hallway as her bulging body bent and cracked the walls.
“You’re a goddess! Tiny people don’t deserve you! Crush them!” said her podcast.
“Tiny… Ben… doesn’t… deserve… these…” she said. It was the easiest thing in the world to keep pushing forward. Ben stumbled back, and was smothered by Caroline’s advancing wall of cleavage.
“Urk… too big… getting… stuck…” she groaned, as she kept expanding in the hallway.
“The world is so small… sometimes, being your bigger self can get you stuck… but you know what you need to do?”
“Keep… getting… bigger…” said Caroline, gritting her teeth and imagining herself growing so big the walls would burst. “Getting… bigger! Bigger!”
“I really hope you guessed what you need to do next, because this motivational podcast is pretty one-note,” said the podcast, dangling from her ears. “But just to be unambiguous, you should try to grow even bigger now. Bigger than ever. You should be a giant.”
“Giant… ess!” groaned Caroline. “Be a giantess!”
She gasped as her thickening body exploded in size.
Thick, curvaceous hips smashed the hallways open. Her legs stretched out behind her. Her breasts ballooned rapidly, inflating quacking, breaking apart the hallway around her.
Minutes later, her whole apartment building bent and warped from the pressure of her curvy frame, and then burst. Caroline, hundreds of feet tall, stood in the middle of the city with her hot-air-balloon sized breasts heaving.
She’d lost her headphones, and with them her podcast, but she was pretty sure she’d internalized the message by now.
She smooshed her tits against the nearest building, and grew bigger. The building fell over.
She saw fighter planes fly overhead, and grew bigger. The planes couldn’t veer in time, and smashed into her huge body like fiery gnats.
The buildings were uncomfortable for her lay down on- poking up into her like stony lego bricks. She grew bigger until she couldn’t feel them.
Everything was perfect, she was a humongous goddess, and the whole world was living in fear of her now.
But just to be on the safe side, she decided to go ahead and keep getting bigger…