Growth Cards 2 (OW): Round 3

D.Va - Unlucky

Tracer - Steal, Minor

Widow - Supercharge

Mei - Big Get Bigger

Mercy - Charity

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D.Va blanched at her card. It lay before her, like a judgement from on high. Bad Luck.  “Really. Really?”

“Rotten luck, love. Don’t know what else to tell ya,” Tracer said.

“Perhaps,” Widow suggested, the ends of her lips curling upwards, “you simply need to, how do you say, ‘get good.’”

“Ha ha. Very funny,” D.Va said, giving Widow a look so acidic that it might melt through her visor. “I’ll remember that for when you’re below me.”

“Don’t tempt me, little girl. I might put you somewhere indecent.” Widow hefted one of her cocks, waggling them from side to side over the table. “You’d look oh so cute squirming beneath my new toys.”

At that moment, Mercy’s rapturous moan from above silenced any further debate. “Oh yes,” she called, “we’re going to grow again! Mei, let me see you ascend!”

The pulse from D.Va’s card swept across the ruined room. Everyone—save her—had to gasp and squirm as they grew—only by 50% this time around, but it was plenty to make D.Va feel smaller and smaller. Widow especially enjoyed it, discovering as she did the power of her newfound cocks, which granted her a multiplier for each foot of length she possessed: which meant that instead of staying inferior to Tracer, she more than caught up with her rival, just a smidgen over the the 12-foot brunette’s towering stature.

“Oh la la,” she cooed, grinning at the others, “what a nice surprise.”

“Man,” Tracer mumbled, glancing down, “I really need a cock of my own, huh?”

Above, Mercy was practically worshipping Mei, the 78 ft doctor having turned into little more than a cultist to the 230 ft giantess’ glory. “So big,” she cooed, beaming with admiration, “So graceful.”

Mei frowned at herself, prodding hesitantly at her gigantic, arm-filling rack. “I don’t know about that…”

“Oi, I can help you with that. No worries at all, love,” Tracer said, playing her card: Steal, Minor. She did not even have to vocalize who she would be stealing from.

“Well. There goes that lead,” Widow noted dejectedly as Tracer rose beside her.

“T-Tracer! Ah, you’re…” 

“Growing? I know,” Tracer said, smug as a cat. “Mmh, yeah. Come to momma.” Stealing 115 feet of height, her previous size became all but inconsequential. Which was all right by Tracer, because it made her the biggest of them all. “Hot damn, you can see so far from up here!” she called, giggling as her body brushed the remaining walls behind her away and trapped the gaming table between herself and Mei. And she didn’t just steal size: her infamous ass thickened by the moment, thighs swelling, while her cute tits grew way past the size of her own head.

Mercy watched it all without so much as blinking. For a moment, Tracer worried that she’d have a breakdown and physically attack her for draining her chosen goddess of size, but then the doctor spoke and dispelled all of her doubts. “Two giantesses? Yes! Tracer, well done! Grow for me, show them how it’s done!”

“You got it, doc,” Tracer said, smiling awkwardly, and settled down as Widow cleared her throat.

“Ahem. Behold.” She turned over a new card. Supercharge. “I believe that my next turn will be very interesting,” she noted, smirking confidently up at the giantesses.

“Must be nice,” D.Va said in the shadows below.

“Then it’s me. Alright, here goes…” Mei turned over her card and gasped audibly. 

Big Gets Bigger.

“I can’t—” she started, shaking her head. “I can’t grow again. I need a break!”

“Don’t worry, love,” Tracer said. “I’ve got that one.” 

“Yes, quite. You’ve outgrown Mei. Show us that goddess spirit!” Mercy chanted, already nestling herself between Tracer’s thighs.

“Happily!” Tracer squirted hard, making it rain on Mercy even through her suit. And she grew, climbing upwards and upwards, to the dizzying peak that Mei had reached and surpassed it. 254 feet tall, a tower of a woman, her ass alone enough to utterly flatten the base beneath it.

“Yes! Yes!” Mercy called, openly humping Tracer’s scorching hot cunt. “You deserve it all and more. Here, take my help!” The doctor played Charity, and already the titanic brunette began moving again.

“Hey!” D.Va called. “What about me?”

“And me,” Widow said, just as quick to follow up. “Do you have to be big enough to sit on your entire body to gain your favor, hm?”

“It doesn’t hurt,” Mercy said, laughing, as her goddess grew. “Mmh, look at you. Magnificent.”

Tracer took several minutes to steady herself, her chest rising and falling rapidly on her chest as she settled down, 381 feet tall. “I’ll take it. Phew, what a rush.” 

“Mhm. And more will be coming. More size, more power.” Mercy whipped around, her eyes alight with the madness of her sizerot. “Deal them, Widow. Ascend and take your place in the heavens.”

D.va - 1.2 feet

Tracer - 254 feet

Widow - 12 feet - 2 x 1-foot cocks (Supercharged)

Mei - 115 feet

Mercy - 78 feet