Growth Cards 1 - Round 3

The winning cards for this round:

Yuffie: Supercharge: The effect of the next card you play is tripled.
Yuffie: Bad Luck (Major): This card does nothing for you. Grow all other players by x2.

Aerith: Supercharge: The effect of the next card you play is tripled.
Aerith: Better on Me: The next card played by another player also affects you, but twice as effective.

Tifa: Sharing is Caring: Select another player. The next 2 effects that apply to you or that player apply to both.
Tifa: Bet (Minor): Select a player and flip and coin. Heads: You grow by x3. Tails: That player grows by x3.

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The playing cards in Yuffie’s hands were the size of a person, thrown deftly by the 30 meter tall ninja before they immediately sized up and down to fit the giantesses that caught them.

“Ooh. This is gonna be a fun round,” Aerith promised, her eyes glittering with delight as she fanned her hand of cards and picked out the juiciest morsels.

Tifa cast a worried look towards the plate above her. “I don’t know, guys. I feel like I’m gonna hurt my head something fierce if I grow much taller.”

“Well, that’s an easy fix. Leave the growing to us!” Yuffie laughed. “Me, especially, but you’re both bright girls, I don’t need to tell you that.”

“Let’s see what happens.” Aerith’s smile had an enigmatic quality to it—though, not quite a poker face. She was clearly up to something. But she wasn’t the only one.

“I’ll just go ahead and start the show, shall I?” Yuffie laid down her card, eager to lord it over her friends. Supercharge: The effect of the next card you play is tripled.

“Oh. That must be pretty powerful,” Tifa said.

“You bet. I’ll leave you to wonder how spectacular my follow-up will be.”

“You know what? Same,” Aerith said, matching Yuffie by laying down the exact same card.

Yuffie scoffed. “Hm. I guess. You might even catch up to Tifa. Tiny.” With that, she made a point of comparing their heights, squatting down in front of Aerith, who still hadn’t stood up from the remains of their table and thus barely came up to Yuffie’s knee. 

But Aerith was unshakable. “We’ll just have to see,” she said, folding her arms with a wry look up at the towering brunette. “Tifa? It’s your turn.”

“Right, sorry. I’ve got… This one.” The card she laid down was larger than their gaming table had been. “Sharing is Caring. Again.”

“Wanna repeat our success?” Aerith asked.

“Hey! No collusion allowed,” Yuffie insisted. “Tifa, you guys shared the first one. Share this one with me!”

Tifa wavered, looking between the two of them. “Well,” she started, sounding almost guilty, “Aerith is the smallest right now…”

“She won’t stay that way if you do every little thing she asks! Before you know it, she’ll blow right past you and end your chances at victory under her fat ass!”

“I’ll use it for more than that if you ask nicely,” Aerith said, winking.

“Aerith it is,” Tifa laughed and placed her card between them, while Yuffie fumed.

“Fuck. And you guys say I’m the shifty one. I can’t believe…” The lithe brunette shook her head. “Whatever. Nothing’s been happening this round. Let’s get some fucking growth going!” She flipped her card into the middle, revealing the face, and immediately moved to take it back. “No-no-no, wait! That wasn’t the right one!”

Aerith caught the card and held it firm on the flattened space between them. “Ah-ah. No take-backs. What did you get, I wonder?” Her smile widened as she read the card, gesturing for Tifa to have a look.

“Bad luck?” Tifa asked.

“Really bad luck,” Aerith echoed. “Right, Yuffie?”

“Guys, I didn’t want to play that. My hand slipped, okay?”

“C’mon, it’s not so bad it is?” Tifa tried, trying to smooth things over as the largest of the three. “It’s just… What, Aerith and I grow twice as tall from your rotten luck? You’ll catch up again soon.”

“You’re forgetting something, Teef.” Aerith’s eyes twinkled with mischief, mixing with the increasing magical glow of her impending growth spurt. “The card is supercharged.”

A thunderclap shook the undercity—and Aerith and Tifa surged upwards and out. They both doubled in size. Then they kept going, unable to hide the euphoric, orgasmic rush that coursed through their strengthening bodies. At four times their previous size, they had grown as curvacious as their outfits could hope to cope with. At six times the size, tops teared, skirts widened, and all of the undercity of Midgar got to revel in the sight of Aerith and Tifa’s incredible, bodacious bodies. Aerith was left at 90 meters tall, Tifa at a monumental 360! She had to kneel, pressing herself and her immense, milky tits against the ground, to avoid colliding with the massive plate of the upper city, lest she twist it off its supports.

Yuffie had gone pale, aghast at what she saw. She didn’t even have a quip or a curse for the situation.

“Time to clear out, Tifa. Let your boobs kiss Sector 7 goodbye and drag yourself out of there.”

“Does it have to be now? It feels so…” Tifa’s voice was breathy, distant.

“Amazing, I know. Now, big girl,” Aerith said, swatting Tifa’s looming rear to get the lust-drunk giantess moving.

Closer to the ground, reduced to being thigh-high against the now looming Aerith, Yuffie frowned at the sudden hurry. “Why? What’s the rush? Are you… Oh. Oh no. Aerith, don’t do that!”

“I’m not doing anything,” Aerith replied airily, sparing an impish smile for the ninja at her feet. “Tifa played that card, remember?”

“Which card?” Tifa asked, looking back as she passed the outer limits of the undercity, her boobs and knees leveling the walls as if they were made of sand. She sounded groggy and looked just the same, barely recovered from the monumental growth-gasm that had left her inner thighs slick and wet with enough juice to swim in.

“Sharing is caring,” Aerith explained carelessly as she sauntered out into the sun beyond Midgar. “The next two effects that target either of us, target both of us. Yuffie’s supercharged Bad Luck already targets both of us—so, the first time it triggers on me, I share it with you. And now it triggers on you, sharing with me.”

This brought a measure of forced clarity into Tifa’s widening eyes. “We’re gonna grow six times larger? Again?”

“Isn’t it wonderful?” Aerith licked her lips, streams of life flowing around her as her growth began, starting with her chest; eagerly toyed with, now that her tits were large enough to bully regular-sized Tifa, to say nothing of Yuffie and all the rest. “Mmh…”

“But—but I’m already so large!” Tifa called, quickly dragging herself away from Midgar before her far larger form shuddered and grew. Adding hundreds of meters at a time, she was the first of the trio to broach the kilometer mark—but she wouldn’t be the last.

“That’s what the game is about, babe. Don’t worry, and follow my lead.” Aerith moaned, openly pleasuring herself as her wonderfully shapely form bloomed and grew, from 90 meters tall to 540. Beside her, the supine Tifa grew into her new 2.16 km height, a landmark of divine sexuality as she laid across the plains.

“This is bullshit,” Yuffie mumbled from somewhere beneath them.

“Ah,” Aerith cooed. “You’re still here. Excellent.”

“No thanks to you!” Yuffie called, jumping onto a high rock between the giantesses. “Cheating me in my own game. The nerve!”

“I’d never.” Aerith’s laughter was a heavenly melody, the sound of water flowing through a sun-kissed brook. “But since you are here, we can continue playing. And start to get a little more serious.” As she spoke, she drew her hand of cards from thin air and picked one out. At 28.5 meters long, the card was very nearly as tall as Yuffie herself, and the ninja had to dodge hurriedly out of the way as it came down to proclaim Aerith’s greatness.

“Hey! Watch what you're doing!”

“I am,” Aerith said. “Now, you watch what I’m doing.” She tapped the card. Better on Me: The next card played by another player also affects you, but twice as effective.

Yuffie groaned. “Yeah, no, don’t need any more of that.”

“Oh, but you do. Because I played Supercharge as well, remember? So I get trice as much from it.” She turned to Tifa and winked. “Hope you’ve got a good card for me.”

The giga-giantess was only just getting a hold of herself. She sat up—her shadow cast long and wide—and looked at the two of them. “I barely even remember my cards. I’ll have to take a look.”

“Don’t give her anything good!” Yuffie hissed from her perch.

“Or do. I’ll pay you back,” Aerith purred. “Any way you like.”

“I don’t have anything good,” Tifa said, shaking her head in exasperation. “This is all bad! Bad luck, bad luck… I don’t wanna end up like Yuffie. No offense. I guess there’s this one. A Bet.”

She flipped the card over, revealing the text. Bet (Minor): Select a player and flip and coin. Heads: You grow by x3. Tails: That player grows by x3.

“I’ll take it. Three times three is still an… acceptable amount of size for me,” Aerith noted, giggling. “Ooh, and I wonder. If you play it on me, do I get to make a separate bet since I supercharged it? I could get really large that way…”

Down below, Yuffie was waving her arms like an aspiring airplane signaller. “For the love of Gaia, do not do a bet with her! Pick me! How is it even a question?”

“It’s not really,” Tifa admitted, glancing shyly at Aerith’s teasing grin. “Yeah, it’d be super unfair otherwise. Okay, Yuffie, you’re up. Do I just—”

A silver coin materialized in the palm of Tifa’s hand before she could complete the sentence. It shone brightly in the sun. It was also big enough to level a dozen houses, should it fall. Tifa shrugged and flipped it into the air.

It hung there for an eternity. Yuffie barely dared breathe. Then, at least, it came crashing down into the gigantic Tifa’s palm. She held it up, revealing…

“Oh,” Tifa said, her eyes widening. “Sorry Yuffie…”

“Are you serious?” Yuffie cried as the sounds of rumbling growth and compacting earth filled the air. “Are you fucking serious?” But Tifa was—and for all her wailing and gnashing of teeth, Yuffie could do nothing to stop the avalanche of woman rolling across the landscape, as Tifa, then Aerith, began their ascents.

“Well done,” Aerith purred, leaning down to kiss the horizontal woman as pure, sultry power poured into the both of them. And now, as Aerith was catching up to Tifa’s incredible lead, she had to get on her own knees to keep kissing her—a reminder of her size that only made her smug smile all the bigger.

Tifa returned the affection, hugging Aerith against herself, every touch her the flower girl’s nimble fingers setting her heart aflutter and her loins aflame. Her growth ended at 6.48 kilometers, while Aerith was left at 4.86; the both of them more than a hundredfold larger than Yuffie.

“I’m not just going to sit here and watch the two of you make out,” the ninja called angrily. “I’m gonna deal the cards—and if you’re too busy fucking, I’ll just take yours and outgrow you!”

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Score:

Yuffie: 30 m

Aerith: 4,860 m

Tifa: 6,480 m

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