Sydney, The Perfect Companion (Chapters 52-53)

Here are the next two chapters, more will be released this week, possibly the final chapter as well. When I finish this novel I will revisit the chapters, it's most likely going to halve the number of chapters but for now I'm enjoying the schedule. Cya!

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Contains: Erotica, giantess growth, sci-fi

Chapter 52

An hour later, Alan hears Sydney stirring in the bathroom. A few moments later and a tall, bigger Sydney struck Alan with a sense of deja-vu. She looked remarkably like her former self, if anything now standing just an inch shy of her robot body. Now 6’2”, Sydney looked around the apartment with a smile. Her panties were tight, fabric ripping at the waistband as she tested out her new reach and strength.

“How do you feel?” Alan asked. Musing as she picked up Alan’s backpack, touched the ceiling, put a drinking glass on the top shelf, Sydney responds with an amused tone.

“Sore, I think. It’s like pain but I already think it’s fading. Have to admit I’m starving though…”

“Yeah, I bet. If your body is using calories and… well, other substances to grow, you’ve probably used up everything you had in you to get that much in one go. Are you tired?”

“Yes… I think if I fall asleep I’ll stay that way for half a day. Need to get some food in me though, luckily I had dinner ready before you came home.”

Sydney opens the lid of a slow cooker and Alan’s brow eases when he smells the stew. Each grabbing a bowl, he blows on a spoonful as he looks across the table at the big girl doing the same. “So… now what? I can’t deny, I love the new you.”

Sydney smiled and went in for a bite, breathing out slowly as steam from the soup left her mouth. “Mmm.”

“But… is this going to get out of hand? I’m going to do my best to support us. Thing is, I can only support so much. Moving back in with my parents wouldn’t be ideal, and even then if you get much bigger they’ll have a hard time making ends meet too…”

Sydney’s soup disappears and she gets up to fill another bowl. Standing confidently and speaking with a clear tone, she retakes her seat. “We’ll figure something out. I’m enjoying all of this, but lets not completely overlook the fact that I’m not really doing much more on purpose than would happen naturally. If your cum is truly what’s making me grow so much, food as well, then I’d still be growing over time. This will just force us to reckon with it sooner.”

“True. I want to assure you these are changes I… really like.”

“Oh, I know.”

“Yeah. But we can just double-check with a doctor to make sure it’s not dangerous. I mean, a regular doctor would be out of his league…”

Sydney finishes her second helping after a minute of silence from Alan. Reaching over to place her bowl in the sink, she speaks up. “So, Randal again?”

“That’s what I was thinking. He would know a bit about the inner workings of your body, I suspect though even this will be a surprise to him. We’ll have to find a way to clothe you, though.” Alan says.

Lifting an eyebrow, Sydney’s expression is teasing almost a ‘but do we?’ look, giving way to an amused smile as she nods in agreement.

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The next two days go by quickly, Alan out of the house and Sydney still doing her best to apply to jobs online. They came to the agreement not to overdo it while they searched for the limits and extent of her body’s functions, Sydney even inwardly deciding to put a pause on her morning adventures to slow down her growth the best she could.

Chapter 53

Sydney and Alan didn’t have to sneak to get to the college this time, but they still made sure to go on a weekend and gave the now-6’3” young woman some long sleeves and jeans to wear. They were purchased online and delivered this morning alongside other, larger clothes… anticipating an undoubtedly inevitable outgrowing of wardrobes. Enjoying their walk, they set out to meet with Professor Randal to get a better grasp on what was transpiring.

Through a quick email conversation, the professor had agreed to meet the pair in the nurses station of the student union building. It was empty, most of the students and staff wrapping things up and heading home for the semester. “Professor?” Alan says, walking into the room.

“Behind you. I was just grabbing my… oh my…”

Professor Randal stares up at Sydney as she begins to remove her shirt. Both males become quiet as she does, to which Sydney smiles and proceeds to hook her thumbs into her waistband.

“I’m not sure that’s…” The professor begins to say, but Sydney dismisses him.

“Isn’t this what a check-up is like? You’ll get a better diagnosis the more you see.” Thumbs tugging downward, the grey girl exposes her thighs and knees, standing to display her body clad in nothing but a pink bra and panties. Alan takes a step back, blushing, but gives Randal room.

“Ah… So, as expressed in my email I’m not… a doctor… but I can certainly go through the motions and attempt to sort out the cause of this… accelerated growth issue.”

“Is it an issue?” Sydney asks, cocking her head to the side as she takes a seat on the table.

“Yes? It absolutely could be an issue, what would you do if you were so tall you couldn’t wear clothes, or needed to eat dozens of pounds of food a day, or-”

“Yes, but is it a health issue?”

Randal takes his eyes away from Sydney’s shoulders and arms, his inspection halted for a moment. “Well, that’s what I hope to find out today… But I still feel I should express the social weight of this. Alan… Do you see what I’m trying to say? The fact that you can get along with regular humans and walk around in broad daylight due to your excuse of… ‘cinis pellis’ is crafty enough, I would bet it begins to fall apart if you grow past a certain point. I’ve come up with a few hypotheses about how it all might work, but only time will tell which ones are accurate. The goal should be to solve this issue and cease these growth spurts.”

Sydney seems to sigh, letting out a quiet exhale as she nods, looking away. Randal takes stock of her reflexes, runs his hands along her lymph nodes and checks her teeth. “On the surface, everything appears normal and healthy. Let’s get some measurements.”

Sydney hops to the floor and pads over to a scale. Randal adjusts the weights and writes down 190 pounds as a weight and slides the height measure up to get a reading, announcing “Six foot three… remarkable.” -much to Sydney’s pleasure.

With a handwave, Randal indicates Sydney was clear to put her clothes back on and she did so in a quick and deft way. Clearing his throat, the professor makes his suspicions clear.

“Not that I needed to bring you both here to share this, but from your emails I’ve come up with a few possibilities. The exchange of… hormones… you two have been partaking in has certainly had unintended results on the model’s physiology.”

“-My physiology.” Sydney interjects.

“Ah, right. Apologies, but you must understand this body of yours was a massive undertaking and scientists from around the world all established some never-before-seen systems within it to mimic a human body. We had been referring to it as a model in almost… a reverent way. It’s obvious now the lead researcher she… well, I mean you, was working on a completely different level and was the only person that truly knew everything that would be going on inside the body. But… that’s why this is strange. To miss such a reaction would make me wonder what else she missed.”

“Such as?” Alan says, after being quiet for some time.

“Well, you would think at least if gaining a few inches of height after activation was the goal, then it would be a ‘normal’ few inches. Some elongation and stretching of the body, as we would all undergo if subjected to puberty. Instead, the growth is rather blanketed across the body, a factor appearing to manifest an overall expansion of all parts of the model. Erm… of Sydney.”

He looks upwards at the young girl. “Even now, you’re just a touch… bigger than a normal person would be at that height. Are you familiar with the concept of scale?”

“Of course.”

“Then imagine that you are scaling up. There’s some lengthening of your limbs, but if we were to hold up our hands… ah, there it is. Your hand is already much larger than my own. And so that leads us back to my hypotheses. You, Sydney, absorb Alan’s hormones as a catalyst. It triggers an intense puberty-like reaction that could allow you to grow in a matter of hours, or quicker.”

“Fascinating…” Sydney says, voice becoming distant. Given a chance, Alan speaks up.

“Is there a limit? I…suppose… we could prevent further growth, though it would be crazy to say we don’t… slip up…”

With a snap of Sydney’s head, she glares at her boyfriend with an obvious protest at the same time Randal has almost an opposite reaction.

“Good thinking, young man. I suggest condoms in your future, but as for ‘limits’ I think there is eventually a soft cap to this. I… can’t say for sure, as it would require some modelling and calculations, but in theory at some point Sydney would simply need too much additional hormone to grow further. After all, a male only ejaculates a certain amount each orgasm.”

Sydney’s eyes widen and she smiles. Speaking while beginning to depart, her hand rests on Alan’s shoulder with a tentative squeeze. “Well, what you have shared is enough for now, professor. I thank you for this insight… it really puts our minds at ease.”

“Are you sure? We could run some bloodwork if-”

“I’m certain.”