Growth Cards 1 - Round 5 (Repost, I'm going to DESTROY Patreons' polling system)

The winning cards from last round:

Yuffie: Supercharge: The effect of the next card you play is tripled.
Yuffie: Better on Me: The next card played by another player also affects you, but twice as effective.
Yuffie: Growth (Medium): Grow by x2.
Yuffie: Sharing is Caring: Select another player. The next 2 effects that apply to you or that player apply to both.

Aerith: Blank: Write a new card effect. This card is now added to the deck.
Aerith: Supercharge: The effect of the next card you play is tripled.

Tifa: Steal (Medium): Select a player. Steal 90% of their size.
Tifa: Sharing is Caring: Select another player. The next 2 effects that apply to you or that player apply to both.

***

Yuffie dutifully dealt the cards, trying not to watch too closely as the little squares expanded thousand-fold in size upon leaving her hands and being picked up by the giantess players. The fact that she got to deal herself extra cards this time papered over her frustration, however—especially when realized that she had a great hand this time around.

Far above the clouds, Tifa and Aerith had folded themselves into sitting positions, cross-legged above the dwindling plains around Midgar. The city itself had fallen into their shadow, but they took care not to knock it over—at least not until Shinra did something insane like firing upon them.

“Interesting…” Aerith said.

“Very. I have a good feeling about this round,” Tifa said, peeking gingerly at the others over the top of her cards while failing to hide her shy, almost embarrassed excitement. A stone-faced poker player, she was not.

“Right!” Yuffie decided. “Let’s get cracking!” She played two cards in quick succession and leaned back with a smug smile as her fellow players read them. Supercharge and Better on Me. 

“Ah. That does throw a wrench into things,” Aerith said, frowning.

“That’s what I thought,” Yuffie cackled. “Show me those interesting cards of yours. Because now they’re mine.”

“If you insist.” Aerith’s hand hovered over one card; then she changed her mind and took another. Supercharge.

“Oh, that’s a lot of multiplication,” Tifa said. “Yuffie’s gonna triple an effect, double it, and triple it again…?”

“On the next card I play, yes.” Yuffie grinned. “You better believe I’m coming for your lead, Tifa!”

“Well, in that case…” Tifa said, flipping over her own card. “Why don’t we share in that bounty?”

It was Sharing is Caring. And now it was Yuffie’s turn to frown. 

“Ugh. Really?”

“Hah! You turned sour fast,” Aerith said, giggling. “Don’t be like that. You still get to grow. And who doesn’t like gawking up at Tifa, all pretty and naked?”

“Stop it…” Tifa swatted at Aerith, the gentle slap releasing a sonic boom that scattered the clouds.

Yuffie straightened her back. “You’re right. Any size is good size. And I’m going to get a lot of it now.” She ran a finger over the faces of her cards and came to a stop. “Growth, Medium. But not so medium when you count all of my multipliers.”

“I’m counting on it,” Tifa whispered, her voice growing thick and breathy as pleasurable power filled her body.

“Get a hold of yourself! This is my moment!” Yuffie called and threw out her hands. It was time for her to join the ranks of true giantesses. And so, reaching towards the sky, the young ninja began her ascent, shivering and blushing, as she filled with warmth and size. From 30 m to 60 m, then triple that to 180 m, then double to 360 m, and triple that again to 1080 m. In the span of a single growth spurt, she rose past a kilometer in height, her figure once again growing thick and lush, paraded eagerly before the terraces and windows of trembling Midgar.

“Yes… Yes!” she crooned, moaning eagerly as a string of orgasms hit her like a hammer, her nimble hands moving in a flurry across her impossibly bodacious body. Her breasts heaved, her milks gushed in wide arcs, and her pussy squirted like a waterfall onto the by now well-flattened, sodden hills of the area.

Aerith watched her grow with rapt attention. But then she turned her gaze towards Tifa and held her breath…

“Mmh…” Tifa’s sultry voice boomed over the continent. She closed her eyes, looking inwards, as the rest of her body went out—step by step, kilometer by kilometer, the colossal fighter grew. Mountains turned to dust and the entire area became little more than a crater below the inexorably expanding shelf of her perfect, sexy ass. Her feet crashed into the sea, her face rose through the atmosphere to become hazy and indistinct from below. Yuffie’s growth spurt had been immense; but Tifa had that much more to begin with, and the same extraordinary chain of multiplications that took Yuffie from 30 to 1080 meters now took Tifa from 42 to 1,517 kilometers.

“Oh boy,” Aerith said to herself. “Wait ‘til Cloud gets a view of this.”

Yuffie was stunned into silence. She came out of her haze of orgasms clouded and dizzy, so much so that she did not, at first, recognize the wall of sexy, toned thigh that now rose up before her for what it was. And when she did, following it back to the rest of Tifa—her legs now enveloping Midgar and the girls, all standing in the shadow of her juicy cunt—she could find nothing to say.

“Is it over? I’m a little… mmh…” Tifa’s sweet moans enraptured the continent, her scent and heat overwhelming everything below her. And even her fellow giantesses struggled to see her face past her beyond gigantic breasts and the flood of milk that rained from her monolithic nipples, gushing hard every time her fingers strayed close.

“This card is over,” Aerith helpfully pointed out. “But Yuffie’s second card has yet to be played.”

“R-right,” Yuffie said. “There is that.” She looked down at her hand, her vision swimming. “I was going to play… Oh, but that might be too much, now.”

“Too much? Are my ears deceiving me?” Aerith said. “Did we find your limit?”

“Not too much for me, obviously. For her,” Yuffie said, pointing at Tifa as she showed her card: another Sharing is Caring.

“Ah,” Aerith said. “And you don’t want to play it on me, because…?”

“Because Tifa is a lousy liar and I can tell that she’s got a great card on her hand.”

Far beyond the clouds, Tifa blushed. “Maybe.”

“See what I mean?”

“Well, so do I,” Aerith said. “And I really don’t think you should be feeding her any more size.”

Yuffie made a face. “True. Bleh. You better not be bluffing. Or we’ll both end up like specks of dust beneath Tifa’s titties.”

“No bluff. Although,” Aerith said. “You’ll have to wait to see the effects of Sharing. Because I got myself a Blank card—and I’m not going to be sharing it with anyone but myself.”

As Tifa ‘oohed’ and Yuffie knitted her eyebrows, Aerith took out the empty card and began to write with the pen that materialized in her hand. ‘Aerith’s Card: Repeat: Gain a clone. The clone repeats all cards you play (this card excluded).’ She glanced at Yuffie and flashed her a wicked grin as she added, ‘(This card is not affected by Sharing is Caring.)’

“You bitch,” Yuffie said acidly.

“Ah-ah. You bitches,” Aerith corrected her, raising her hands as the air shimmered around her—and a full-blown copy of the nearly 30 km tall giantess popped into being—as easy as that. The surroundings did not get a chance to recover from the sonic boom of the instantly displaced air before two more thundering booms followed from the third and fourth Aerith joining their sisters.

“I love Supercharge,” she said. “Don’t you?”

“Bravo! Encore!” Tifa clapped from above, giddy at the saucy quadruplets showing off, their excess of curves eagerly squished together to tease Tifa and loom above Yuffie. “That’s so wild. I’d love to get my hands on that.”

“I should have gotten my hands on that,” Yuffie insisted, staring daggers. “If not for someone making a dumb stipulation…”

“You’d have done the same,” the four Aeriths said at once, before they designated a speaker amidst their giggling. “God, my ass looks great from here. You guys got to ogle that all day? You ought to complement it more often!”

“I’ll make a point of it,” Tifa promised. “However, I do have my final card to play. Unfortunately, my hand doesn’t leave me a lot of options, so… I’m afraid you’re all going to get a lot cuter from up here.” She flashed her card, Steal, and the dreadful possibility of losing most of their accumulated size swept through Yuffie and the throng of Aeriths.

“Ouch,” Aerith said. “Waiting for the end for that one, huh?”

“You’re not targeting me, right?” Yuffie said. “That’d be absurd. Pick her!”

“Well,” Tifa started, shrugging. “I don’t think my choice matters much. You guys decided to bind yourselves together with that Sharing is Caring, so I’ll hit you no matter what. But don’t look so glum. We’re bound together too, right? So you’ll get most of it back. More than you had, actually, given that Aerith is so much bigger…”

Aerith creased her brow as she worked it out. Even with four times the brain power, she came to only one conclusion: “Fuck.”

“Oh, right. Okay. Proceed!” Yuffie said, settling down somewhat unsteadily. The order of operations was more than she could be bothered to work out, but any chance to siphon size out of someone bigger was welcome. Even if she had to endure a bout of shrinking to get it.

The effect was dramatic. The strands of raw magic surrounded Yuffie, her proud kilometer of height draining away into Tifa until she was left at a meager 108 m tall - more than 15,000 times smaller than the almighty giantess, visible to her only through the omniscient senses of the huge and powerful.

Aerith shared in her fate, all four of her, draining—one at a time—into Tifa’s glory. A mere 3 kilometers tall; though breathtakingly vast by any metric, next to Tifa, it felt utterly insignificant. Even more so when Tifa’s height adjusted correspondingly, adorning her thick, feminine form with even more size than before.

Then Tifa’s shared bond with Yuffie activated and flooded her tiny body with stolen power. And unlike on the continent-straddling woman, who barely changed as a result, Yuffie grew beyond her wildest hopes; taller than her previous size, taller than the diminished Aeriths, taller than the mountains and the clouds. An utterly titanic ninja, 27 kilometers tall, the shadow of her sinful figure falling dark upon Midgar and beyond.

“Oh, fuck…” she panted, touching herself as her curves drew deep of Tifa’s essence, her tits blooming to dominate her chest, her hips and legs growing thicker than ever before. Her cunt was flooding beyond reason, pouring a constant river down her shapely thighs.

“You could get used to it, right?” Tifa asked her with a knowing smile. “Great idea getting us playing this game. I’m not sure I’d ever want to become less of a goddess, again…”

“The game still needs a winner,” Aerith stated. She looked like a woman—well, four women—who had suffered a serious blow, but she was nowhere near out of the game. And so, filling with determination, she picked up the deck. “Let’s play.”

***

Score:

Yuffie: 27,324 m

Aerith: 2.916 m (x4)

Tifa: 1,544,616 m

Yuffie & Aerith is linked by Sharing is Caring for the two next effects.

Aerith now repeats her cards played due to her clones.

Remember that you can select as many poll options as you like.