The Brat, Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Four days later, Eloise was lounging on her bed, chewing gum as she scrolled through Instagram. She only had her panties and a t-shirt on.

‘Since I’ve already outgrown all the shit I bought just last week,’ she thought.

She’d known that she’d get bigger, but even her doctor was shocked at how fast she’d progressed. It was looking more and more like she might be one of "those"....the 0.0001% of people who kept growing on the treatment.

‘Well I'm not too surprised,” Eloise thought, popping a bubble. ‘I kinda thought I might be anyway, once we started. I'm one in a million, so why wouldn't I be one in a million for this treatment too?’

Asher was coming to see her – he had to be away for a couple days since his job made him work overtime and he "had to get some sleep..."

‘Heh, normally I would've pitched a fit,’ Eloise chuckled to herself, ‘But actually, this time, I'm excited about seeing him after a little absence…it’s given me time to grow.’

She deliberately hadn’t told her boyfriend that she was OVER 5'11 now, and she wanted to recreate that look of surprise that had been on Gabby's face in the movie theater. She had just gotten a text that Asher was heading over, and she just responded with "K."

‘Haha, he’s probably all worried that I'm gonna be in a sour mood,’ Eloise laughed internally, ‘Oh boyyy...he doesn't know what's about to happen.’

She glanced down at her long, thick, creamy legs, and felt a wave of pleasure course through her. Asher was going to be surprised about a lot of things....she couldn’t wait, and chewed her gum faster. It helped a little with the growing pains.

Asher got to Eloise’s dad's mansion with his work clothes still on…his work boots, pants and jacket covered in dirt from being on the construction site all day. He wasn't one who actually worked in construction, even though he definitely had before the promotion. He just had to oversee things. A lot of his co-workers thought he had been promoted because of Eloise’s dad, but that wasn't the case. At least…Asher didn't think it was.

When he walked in, he saw Sharon, the maid, going through to the laundry room with a big bag of clothes.

“Hey, Sharon," he waved just as she took the bag and put it in the trash, before exasperatedly muttering something in Spanish he didn’t quite understand – “Esa mocosa grande, enorme y mimada…” – but he got the gist. After muttering under her breath, Sharon simply pointed up to Eloise’s room, and Asher nodded. When he walked in, he heard the sound of her gum chewing away; she had told him it helped keep her mind off the soreness…a placebo, probably, Asher figured.

"Hey, baby..." he said cautiously, coming inside and shutting the door. God she looked great...and, he could immediately tell, bigger…"How you feeling?"

Eloise tossed her phone down on the bed with a thump, crossing her legs as she chewed her gum faster. She rolled her eyes and jostled her body a little deeper into the voluminous cushions behind her.

"Ugh, it's soooo annoying!" she complained, winding her bare feet together as she softly rubbed her thighs back and forth. "Nothing fits, my bones are still aching like crazy...oh, and I literally eat 3,800 calories a day now."

She sat up straighter.

"Do you know how much that is!?” she burst out, gesturing with her hands. “That's like 7 Big Macs a day...every day! And I'm STILL hungry!"

Eloise wasn't actually in a bad mood, despite all she was saying…she was actually in a fantastic mood. But she didn't want to have it all come out at once; she wanted to build up to the moment when she'd stand up.

Asher came toward her bed, watching as she wiggled up into a more seated position as she spoke.

"Jesus, that's a lot of food,” he began gently, “Did they let you know how much longer they think it’s going to last? The growing…I mean?" He took a seat on the bed next to her, and looked up and down her body, noting how her panties clung to her hips, how her shirt was showing belly, and how her tits were just pressing into everything. Her legs stretched out for awhile, and when Asher zeroed in on her feet, he could see that they didn't look dainty anymore. They looked pretty damn big, actually.

"It's crazy seeing you after just a few days,” he ventured, feeling like she expected him to keep speaking. “I guess it was harder for me to notice when I was with you every day, but you…yeah, you definitely grew while I was working.” He bent down, about to take off his work boots.

"Mhmm..." Eloise hummed, watching Asher steadily as he took off his boots. She was glad she waited, since now they would get an actual fair height comparison.

"My doctor says that it's looking like I'm one of the...you know, the "rare ones"...the ones who will maintain a steady 1 percent growth each day, all year long. They say it's still too early to tell but..." – she gave him a knowing grin as she rose up slowly off the bed – "I've got a feeling that I'm one of the special ones."

The lead-up did not disappoint, and Eloise could feel an excited warmth spread across her body, quite separate from the growth.

‘Asher is typically pretty, um...oh fuck what's that word,’ she thought, annoyed that her mind was suddenly stuck, ‘One of those dumb SAT words from high school...Greek philosophers...Plato...stoic! Yeah that's the word. He’s usually pretty stoic, and doesn’t show a ton of emotion easily, but I've got him this time!’

She definitely had – his eyes had suddenly opened up wide, and his lips even parted too! He certainly hadn’t been expecting the top of her head to be less than an inch away from hers! Their eyes were pretty much even now...and she stared at him triumphantly, still chewing her gum, drinking in his reaction.

Asher had taken his boots off and stood back up, walking over to the wall to go place them down.

"Wait, they think you might be growing 1 percent each day for a year?!" he repeated, puzzled, knowing that couldn’t be right. He had taken quite a bit of math in college, and that rate of growth would have been a crazy amount...there was no way that was possible.

"How could you..." – but he stopped just as he got back toward the bed and saw Eloise standing...right in front of him...face to face...with her eyes basically lined up with his, the chewing from her mouth almost like a timer in his brain telling him that she was almost his size.

"W...Woah....how...how tall are you?" Asher stammered, finding himself suddenly standing up a bit straighter.

Eloise smiled broadly, chewing her gum for a few more silent moments as she allowed the reality of her size to sink in. She couldn’t pretend to be annoyed or put-out anymore – the sheer delight was now evident in her face. She literally felt like she was glowing. The doctor had even said that her skin looked clearer, and that her muscle tone had actually accelerated.

‘Not that I work out shit, of course,’ she had thought to herself, smirking, ‘I don't have to – I've always been curvy, and now, I like, extra don't have to.’

She bounced up and down on the balls of her feet, actually rising slightly ABOVE Asher when she did it.

"Heh, I'm over 5'11, Asher," she announced matter-of-factly, loving how big the number sounded. She took a couple steps closer to her boyfriend, so that she was only inches away from his face, then actually touching noses, staring straight into his eyes. "And the doctor said at this pace I'll be over 6'1...in 4 days."

Asher’s heart had sunk a bit as he watched Eloise get excited and then rise up and down on her feet, watching her eyes rise above his...then he saw her come close...so close that their noses were touching as she gave him that statistic. It already felt like she was taller than him, because as he looked her up and down, he could tell that her body was just built bigger now. It still looked like Eloise when she was 5 feet, but it was noticeable now that she was more “blown up.”

"Wait...wait...wait...you're going to be 6'1" in four days?" Asher asked in a softer voice, looking Eloise in the eyes and hearing another smack from her gum. All he could see in her eyes was her smugly saying back "Mhmm..." without even saying it.

Eloise arched her eyebrow at him, wordlessly indicating that she had meant exactly what she had said. And then, slowly, she started rising up, up, up...above him...until she was an inch taller, at 6'1. She could see his eyes widen for an instant, and she could tell that, for a split second, he was actually afraid that she was literally growing before his eyes. She started laughing, enjoying his slight moment of panic – of course, it was just her rising up on her tiptoes again, but since they were standing so close, he hadn’t noticed at first. Eloise had measured her height earlier when she was on her tiptoes, and it had come out to almost exactly 6'1.

"Had you scared there for a second didn't I?" she giggled, giving Asher a playful shove as she sank back down to her "normal" 5'11. "Come on, Asher! Be happy for me! This is EXACTLY what I want!"

Asher had watched her go up and his eyes had followed hers, and then looked back down, her nose level with him just as another little gum pop went off and she fell back down, ever so slightly below but not enough for it to matter. Then came the shove and he stumbled back, not expecting it to be so hard.

"I–I know you wanted this, but..." he began, but he didn't know what else to say. All he could think was that he had less than 4 days before his girlfriend, who used to only be shoulder height, would be taller than him...and that it might not be stopping.

"Well, I guess I'm going to have to get used to being the shrimp like you said..." was all he could muster up before coming forward again and jumping her onto the bed, finding it a bit harder but still doable as they crashed down, the weight of them both causing the bed to shake a bit more that it had ever shook before. Eloise yelped out in excitement as they rolled around in her sheets, privately wondering how much longer Asher could be the one on top.

Two days later, Eloise was sitting on a bench out on the Estate.

‘The Estate, heheh…’ she thought, ‘Which I guess is just another way of saying my backyard, lol. I hate going to parks, since they're all dirty and filled with gross people and loud music and all that other shit, so thank god for our backyard. Acres and acres of private space that I can walk around in without having to worry about bumping into anyone I don't like.’

Asher was meeting her here today, like he usually did. It was his day off, so she figured he’d be wearing his normal shoes that didn’t add much to his height...she had a surprise for him...well...two surprises, actually. One was hiding in a box under the bench, and the other...the other was HER.

She glanced up and saw Asher approaching. She remained seated, staring off to the side, pretending like she didn’t see him. But finally he was close enough, and she turned to face him, a mild, casual expression on her face.

"Huh, took you long enough," she remarked dryly. "I was beginning to wonder if I'd be hanging out on this bench aaaaall day, alonnnne, with no one to keep me company..."

Asher didn't know why we had to meet there, but he supposed that a bit of fresh air wouldn’t hurt. It had taken like 5 minutes from the kitchen exit to get to you though, and it always was shocking for him to look back and see just how far of a walk the house was. They weren't even at the farthest point, either.

As he got closer, Asher saw Eloise sitting, legs crossed in some new jeans that seemed long enough for her, and wearing a new shirt that fit her well. Of course they were a designer he knew nothing about. He looked down to her feet and saw just socks…no shoes.

"Hey, baby, yeah sorry...you know how long of a walk it is from your house to here," he replied jokingly as if it had been like going from an apartment to the corner store. He leaned down and gave her a kiss and sat next to her, putting his arm around her shoulder. He didn't take in how her legs stuck up as they sat, but he did feel the difference in how his arm rested on her while it was around her. It didn’t feel as natural as it once had.

"Is this what you wanted to show me?" he asked, smiling.

Eloise turned and stared at him, narrowing her eyes. "Is WHAT what I wanted to show you?" she asked flatly, "I haven't even shown you anything yet!"

Before Asher had time to answer, Eloise nestled into him, making sure that he could feel how thick and curvy she had gotten.

"Feel that?" she asked, jostling her hips around against him, enjoying how she could feel his whole body slide left on the bench in response. "There's a whole lot more Eloise, isn't there? And, you know...it's not just my curves...why don't you stand up? I wanna show you something."

Things had started to feel more “off” the more he sat next to her, and it began to hit Asher what might have been going on. His eyes narrowed as she leaned in, pushing him playfully, and he started to figure it out. He didn't want to say it out loud, but he remembered that Eloise had said that she was about 4 days away from being 6'1"...and that had been just two days ago...and if his math was right...she should be nearing his height now, almost exactly.

"Yeah...there is a lot more of you now!" he chuckled before she had asked him to stand up. "Am I going to be really, really surprised?" he grinned, before just deciding to take the hit and stood up slowly. Time suddenly seemed to move slowly; Asher knew what was about to happen, but he didn't want to admit it. Her body looked so long now...and so big...

When Eloise stood all the way up, she braced both her arms against the bench, grinning up at Asher, before pausing for a few seconds. She didn’t want to rush this; she wanted to savor it. And then, making sure that she kept her eyes locked onto his, she slowly, deliberately, majestically started to rise up...and up...and up...her heart was beating so fast in her chest, and she could feel the warmth spreading between her legs. She couldn't help but let out a little huff of laughter as she rose...since she was literally getting turned on by this! Her eyes were slightly below Asher’s...now even...and now...there was no denying it...she was staring DOWN at him. Her eyes widened in triumphant delight, and she reached out and put two big hands on his shoulders, noticing how small they felt in her hands. She leaned into him, gathering him up in one of those "middle school dance" embraces as she let go of his shoulders and crossed her hands behind his head, with her forearms pressing onto both sides of his neck. She was taller than him...clearly taller...by like half an inch!

"Mmmmm, you're a cute little guy!" Eloise hummed down at Asher, arching her neck a little so she could rub noses with him.

Asher had watched as Eloise unfolded, noting that she seemed a bit nervous at first, but as he watched her stand up, he could sense that was rapidly fading...and so too was his height advantage as she kept going. For a second, Asher thought they would stop directly eye to eye...but then he watched as she went up just that smidgen more. His heart dropped just as her eyes widened with glee...then he felt her pull him in.

"WOah…!" he exclaimed, before he felt her cheek against him, just barely a bit higher. Her hips were way above his own now, and her legs much longer and her shoulders felt that bit higher, and even that bit wider. Then had come the first tease...the first time Eloise could actually say it and mean it.

"You...you actually grew taller than me..." Asher said, deadpan, looking up that extra half inch as he could hear her deepening breath as she too took in the difference.

"Mhmm, yeahhh!" Eloise breathed down on him, her chest rising and falling as she absorbed the reality of her new size compared to her boyfriend. She had been thinking about it...a LOT...these last few days. For some reason, more and more, it had become a preoccupation to play around with size stuff, to measure herself, to look at her body in the mirror, to daydream about teasing Asher, and towering over him. She had no idea why, but it was like...it felt to her like the missing dynamic in their relationship.

‘I mean, everything was fine and all before,’ she had thought, ‘Asher’s sweet, cute, sexy...and he’s very good with Daddy and the rest of the family...basically wonderful. But things have gotten kinda boring, honestly. I’ve never really told him that, but it's just the honest truth. Now THIS – everything that was happening – well...it wasn't boring anymore! Not in the LEAST!’

"How do you like it?" Eloise asked out loud, looking deep into Asher’s eyes and studying his face. "Because I LOVE it!"

Asher didn't know what to say as Eloise just stared at him, waiting on his response. He knew her well, or at least he thought he did...and this was a side that was both surprising and something he was now realizing he should have seen.

‘I mean, obviously with what she had been saying all week long,’ he thought to himself, almost feeling embarrassed that he didn’t know how to answer.

"I...I don't know what to think, Eloise,” he heard himself say. ‘This is very...very new..." He could see something in her eyes through the excitement…something new, a new thing to play with...and like she had said...this was what she wanted – and, like everything else in her life that she wanted, she had gotten it.

"So you're over 6 foot now?" Asher asked, knowing that obviously she was. Probably not 6'1, but certainly closing in on it. There was something about this, this idea that she had outgrown him, even by just this hair, that was getting to him. Asher actually found himself liking it, but also not knowing what to do, being frozen with the thought that, in just two more days, Eloise would be even taller...and then how much farther would this go?!

Eloise spun away from Asher, giving herself the free space to spread her arms out wide. This made her feel even bigger, and she could see that he felt the same way – his face...hahaha his face...this is exactly what she’d been waiting for! She knew he wouldn't freak out, but she also knew that he wouldn't just immediately pretend to love it. Eloise was WELL aware that he’d be overwhelmed, confused, unsure...and seeing it all happen before her eyes was making her feel powerful.

"Yep! Over 6 feet!" she smiled, doing a full 360 turn so he could admire her shapely ass, which had gotten even bigger. "I'm actually 6 feet and a half inch already...and in a couple days I should be OVER 6'1! Haha but see, Asher...you know how impatient I am. I just can't wait that long! So...."

She stepped back over to the bench, bent down, and pulled out the new pair of Vetements black platform sneakers that she had express-delivered the day before. She dangled them before his eyes teasingly. "I got these!"

Asher had to admit that Eloise was still graceful, even with the new height, as she spun around. He could see all of her, and the way she carried the weight, especially with how fast this had all happened, was impressive. But then she pulled out the shoes, her long legs bent over before pulling them up. They were big…not necessarily the heel/platform, but the shoe itself. It looked almost as big as one of HIS shoes. Asher thought that it honestly could have been.

"Wait, you got more platforms?" he blurted out, laughing a bit now just because of how ridiculous it sounded. "You just told me you're 6 foot and you want to wear platforms to make yourself even taller!?" The jealousy in Asher’s voice was creeping in, however, and he knew what was about to happen next.

Eloise didn’t bother responding to him...she knew that it was just him working out all his insecurity, and it was all music to her ears. She sank slowly down onto the bench, crossing her legs as she put on each sneaker, glancing up occasionally to smirk at Asher as he stood there, powerless to stop what would happen next. And then, with exaggerated ceremony, Eloise slowly rose up again, except THIS time, she didn’t stop when her eyes were a little above his. She kept going...and going...until she was staring straight into the middle of his head of hair. With a thrill, she realized that if she didn't look down, she couldn’t even tell what his expression was – his face wasn’t high up enough anymore! Laughing, she stepped forward, pulling him into her, and she arched her chin up a bit, until she could rest it on top of his head.

"There we go!" she hummed out loud, feeling the thrill course through her as she held his body to hers, "That's more like it!"

Asher’s mind went back to when Eloise had tried on those massive heels that day at the store. The way they had to question if she had been taller than him in them or not…oh how long ago that felt, now staring up at her, as she could easily tower over him in just platform sneakers. When he felt her chin on his head, he could feel that she was having to stretch, but not by a whole lot, to do so. Part of him was thinking that when she had done the little hand-over-head to Gabby the other day...how easy that would be for her to do to him now.

All the while, though, he could just see her enjoying it as she held him close...he was the shorter one in this relationship now and there was no going back.

"Babe...you look..." but before Asher could say anything more, he heard a loud yell from the house, far away.

"Miss Eloise, your lunch is ready. Hurry up before it gets cold!" and Asher could almost hear a rumble from her stomach at exactly the same time. Part of him thought ‘Oh, time for me to go home,’ but then Asher could also sense a part of her the way her eyes were glowing. He didn't want others to see how she towered over him now.

Eloise took a step back from Asher, grinning down once more before cupping her hand to her mouth and shouting "OKAAAAY, COMINGGGGG!" back towards the house. Normally she would have been peeved that a moment with Asher had been interrupted, but she was in such an awesome mood now that she didn’t even mind. Plus, it gave her a fun idea. Seeing that Asher was getting ready to go, she reached out and grabbed his hand in hers, noticing that her hand was at least almost as big as his now...maybe even a bit longer.

"Hey wait!" Eloise began, "Where do you think you're going? Yeah, yeah, I've gotta eat lunch, but why don't you keep me company while I eat, hmmm? Besides..."

And here, she drew a line from the top of her head in the air, going straight past his head without touching his hair. "I wanna show the rest of the house that I'm not the shrimp in the relationship anymore!"

She started walking toward the house, Asher’s hand clasped firmly in hers, as he stumbled after her.