Unfinished stories November 2024

I will not finish or post everything I write

Could I post these later, extended or rewritten? Maybe, but for now this is where they live. I have a backlog of these Might find more I write most half asleep, by the way, it's unpolished and weirdly experimental; I give extra polish to the main stories!

• Alvara's Slow Never Stops Growing - Short - Slight Expansion

• Lana the giantess idol - HYPER EXPANSION SHORT STORY

• Goddess At The Gym - Short GTS story

• World's #1 Brazillian Princess Miku - Short Huge Breasts Focused Story

• Women are giants - GTS short love story

• Pouring Infinite milk - Breast expansion story

• Giant for a day every month - GTS Expansion

AI Disclaimer: While I type the stories by hand. I use AI tools like quillbot and other many small tools copilot helps me at times too, stories and dialog are 100% ZERO AI though. Ai can't do sexy, Ai can't do funny. I type fast so these are also to the brim with typos here and there read at your own disclosure.

Thanks!

Alvara's Slow Never Stops Growing - Short - Slight Expansion

It was another sunny afternoon when I ran into Alvara at our favorite café; she was sipping on a latte, her bright smile illuminating the entire room. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, showcasing her heart-shaped face and those piercing green eyes that sparkled like emeralds in the light. But what caught my attention, as always, was her chest – those magnificent orbs that seemed to be growing ever so slightly with each passing day.

As I approached her table, I couldn't help but notice the way her blouse strained against her breasts, the fabric creaking softly as she shifted in her seat; Creeak creek. The sound was almost imperceptible, but it was enough to make my heart skip a beat. Alvara's breasts were already a sight to behold – a perfect J-cup, if I had to guess – but it was as if they were slowly, incrementally expanding, like a balloon being inflated by an invisible hand.

"Hey there!" Alvara chirped, her voice like music to my ears. "What's up?"

I took a seat across from her, trying to play it cool despite my growing fascination with her chest. Alvara launched into a conversation about her day, barely pausing for breath as she chattered away about everything from work to her favorite TV shows.

At one point, she leaned forward, her breasts jiggling ever so slightly as she emphasized a point; Wiggle wiggle. It was a tiny movement, almost imperceptible, but it was enough to make me wonder – was she really growing bigger?

"...and then I told my boss that I needed more space," Alvara said with a grin. "I mean seriously I'm going to outgrow this table soon."

I raised an eyebrow; what did she mean by that? Was she talking about her breasts?

"What yeah didn't think you've noticed," Alvara continued with a sly smile; "I have been gaining weight... IN THE RIGHT PLACES."

My heart skipped another beat as I gazed at her chest; was it really growing? It seemed like just yesterday she was a J-cup; now it looked more like... well I wasn't quite sure but it was definitely bigger.

As we chatted on Alvara continued making these subtle hints about her growing breasts; "I swear my bras are getting tighter by the day" or "I need to get some new shirts that fit properly". Each time she mentioned it my heart would skip another beat as I tried to gauge how much bigger she had gotten.

But despite my growing fascination with her chest Alvara seemed oblivious to my gaze; she just kept talking away as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

As we finished up our drinks Alvara leaned forward again her breasts jiggling ever so slightly as she looked me dead in the eye; Wiggle wiggle.

"You know I... we've been dating for 3 months," she said her voice taking on a more serious tone. "Are we... are we... you know?"

She paused for dramatic effect before continuing; "Am I your girlfriend? I have – I need to know... I love spending time with you and do not mind but if it's not the case or if I can't be there as more than this I don't want to spend more time... I need to know."

The question hung in the air like an unspoken challenge; what would I say? Would I confirm our relationship or leave her hanging?

But for now at least Alvara just smiled sweetly at me waiting for an answer that never came...

The doorbell rang shrill through my apartment; I made my way to answer it expecting Alvara on my doorstep drenched from head to toe her hair plastered against her face her clothes clinging to her body like second skin water droplets glistening on her skin like tiny diamonds.

But what caught my attention was her chest – those magnificent orbs that seemed to have grown ever so slightly bigger since our last meeting; Gloopp Gloop. The sound was almost imperceptible but it was enough to make my heart skip another beat.

Alvara looked up at me her eyes flashing with annoyance; "Are you serious?" she spat her voice low and husky.

She pushed past me into my apartment slamming her purse onto the floor before turning back to face me; "You really want me?" she demanded her voice dripping with skepticism. "Are we really together?"

She took another step closer until our faces were inches apart hers blazing with intensity mine frozen into silence hers searching mine seeking answers...

"This isn’t some game right?" She pressed her lips together her eyes flashing anger sparks dancing within their depths...

"I’m not some cheap thrill coming over here at midnight for a quick screw am I?" Her voice dropped lower huskier her tone dripping venom...

"I’m not some cheap hooker that you can just use for your own pleasure then discard like yesterday’s trash am I?"

Her chest heaved with indignation her breasts jiggling softly; Wiggle wiggle. I could see the faint outline of water droplets on her blouse clinging precariously close together...

"Promise me we’re together," she demanded holding my gaze hers unyielding mine faltering...

"Promise me we’re more than just some cheap fling... otherwise I don’t come any closer than this doorframe... you can stay alone with your cock in your hand for all eternity..."

Her voice rose higher her anger boiling over; "I’m 22 I want a family I don’t want to reach my late 20s with nothing but regret... I won’t waste my time on some cheap game..."

Her chest heaved again her breasts jiggling softly; Wiggle wiggle. Her eyes flashed with anger but beneath it all I could see a glimmer of vulnerability...

Suddenly I reached out cupping her face pulling her close until our lips met hers parting beneath mine...

She blushed deeply her face flushing with color as she wrapped her arms around me holding me tight...

"You... you have your ways with words huh?" she whispered her voice barely audible...

"I want... I want to make sure..." she stammered her eyes searching mine...

"You’re not lying... fine... b-boyfriend... my... man..." she whispered her voice husky...

She leaned back her eyes sparkling with mischief; "By the way did you notice?" she asked her voice barely above a whisper...

"K cups?" she giggled her breasts jiggling softly; Wiggle wiggle. "They’re growing bigger... I realized all my weight goes straight to my boobs... still got my abs though..."

She grinned mischievously; "All fat huh?"

Her eyes sparkled with amusement; "Oh oh yeah I will show them on the bed... let’s go..."

Her face flushed deeper her voice dropping lower; "My-my... BLUSH... my omg I hate you..."

She leaned forward her lips brushing against mine; "Let’s fuck... I miss you..."

As we tumbled onto bed Alvara's K-cup bra-clad chest bounced softly beneath my fingertips; Creeak creek. I couldn't help but marvel at the sheer magnitude of those orbs even confined within their lacy prison.

She giggled mischievously as I began to unbutton her shirt; "Wait wait wait... let me take this off... you have no idea how tight this J-cup bra is..."

As soon became apparent when Alvara struggled valiantly attempting vainly wrestle free from its confines finally succeeding after what seemed an eternity of wriggling twisting contorting herself into impossible shapes...

"Ahahah see? I told you it was tight!" she exclaimed triumphantly brandishing the offending article aloft; "I need to get another bra ASAP... can't wait..."

With a flourish she discarded the offending bra sending it flying across the room where it landed with a soft thud...

Her K-cup breasts sprang free bouncing softly; Wiggle wiggle. My eyes widened involuntarily drinking in their sheer magnitude...

"Want some?" Alvara asked distractedly holding out an enormous sandwich; "I made it at home..."

She began devouring her snack with gusto munching away ravenously as we made love her K-cup breasts jiggling wildly; Gloopp Gloop...

"I have no idea how my organs still work..." she mused between bites "...my waist though... so thin... so small... eleven abs... are so hot..."

As we continued our amorous activities Alvara's appetite showed no signs of abating; she devoured sandwich after sandwich equivalent portions adding up four full meals...

And yet despite her voracious appetite Alvara's waistline remained impossibly slender; Tiny tiny waist...

"You do know I just found my boob growing hack?" she whispered conspiratorially between bites...

"All this food will go into my boobs..." she added mischievously winking at me...

Her K-cup breasts bounced softly as she shifted positions; Wiggle wiggle...

"They're far from done growing..." she whispered huskily eyes glinting with mischief...

As our lovemaking reached its crescendo Alvara's K-cup breasts jiggled wildly; Gloopp Gloop... bouncing softly against my chest...

In that moment I knew one thing for certain – Alvara's breasts would never stop growing...

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Lana the giantess idol - HYPER EXPANSION SHORT STORY

As Lana June stepped onto the stage, the crowd erupted into cheers and applause. Her 12-foot-tall frame towered over the audience, her massive breasts bouncing with each step. The oversized yoga balls that were her breasts jiggled and wobbled like gelatinous orbs, threatening to spill out of her skimpy outfit at any moment.

"I remember when I first entered this industry," Lana began, her voice high-pitched and sweet, like a teenager's. "It was all about the smaller girls. But little did I know, in just two years, people would be clamoring for more... of this." She gestured to her enormous body, her thighs as large as thick tree trunks swaying beneath her.

The crowd roared with approval as Lana continued her monologue. "My Gigantomastia, Giantism, and Severe form of Proteus syndrome – it was all caused by advanced hormonal imbalances or genetic mutations. But I didn't let that stop me. I accelerated it, made it worse. And now, I'm the largest idol in the industry."

As she spoke, Lana's breasts bounced and jiggled with each movement. Her outfit strained against her massive frame, threatening to rip apart at any moment. The sound effects were mesmerizing – wub-wub-wub – as her breasts slapped against her skin, creating a cacophony of sound.

"I was normal just ten months ago," Lana said with a sly grin. "But then I turned eighteen... and BAM! Gigantism hit me like a ton of bricks. I reclaimed those conditions and made them worse. Now, I'm unstoppable."

The crowd cheered as Lana struck a pose, her hourglass figure absurdly exaggerated. Her petite face seemed almost doll-like on top of her massive body.

"I grew two feet taller last month," Lana announced proudly. "I'm now twelve feet tall, and I'm not stopping there! I'll keep growing for you... half a foot per week? No, no... I'll make it one foot per week! Maybe more next week!"

As Lana finished her monologue, the crowd erupted into applause once more. Her breasts bounced wildly as she took her final bow – floump-floump-floump – the sound effects echoing through the auditorium.

"Thank you," Lana said sweetly as she exited the stage. "I'll see you all next week... when I'll be even bigger!"

Lana woke up with a startle as she stretched out her massive frame. She let out a loud yawn – AHHHHHHHhh – as she arched her back and extended her limbs. But as she looked down at herself... she screamed.

"OMG OMG OMG! I GREW A LOT LAST NIGHT!" Lana's voice echoed through her bedroom as she stared at her enormous body in shock.

She had grown from 12 feet tall to an astonishing 20 feet tall overnight! Her breasts, which were already massive, had ballooned to eight times their previous size. They now hung down like two enormous pendulums, swinging back and forth with each movement – wub-wub-wub-wub.

Lana's head was now so close to the ceiling that she had to lower it to avoid hitting it. "Ow!" she cried out as she ducked down, her long hair spilling down her back like a waterfall.

As she looked down at her breasts, Lana's eyes widened in amazement. "My boobs are larger than me last night... I almost have to drag them!" She laughed in shock as she tried to wrap her head around her new proportions.

Her breasts were now so massive that they had their own gravitational pull – plplplpl – as they bounced and jiggled with each movement. Lana's shirt was stretched to the breaking point, threatening to rip apart at any moment.

Lana stumbled out of bed, her massive frame swaying unsteadily as she tried to get used to her new size. She staggered around her bedroom, her breasts bouncing wildly as she moved – floump-floump-floump.

As she looked at herself in the mirror, Lana couldn't help but gasp in shock. Her body was now a behemoth, a giantess with breasts that defied gravity and logic.

"I... I don't know how much more of this I can take," Lana whispered to herself, her voice trembling with a mix of excitement and fear.

But as she looked at her reflection, Lana's eyes sparkled with mischief. "But at the same time... I kind of love it."

"I have a show tonight," Lana announced over the phone. "I need new clothes... yeah bring my seamstress over here." She paused for a moment before adding nonchalantly: "There's no way I can fit into yesterday's clothes."

The seamstress arrived at Lana's mansion looking frazzled. "TONIGHT?" she screamed when she saw Lana's enormous frame.

Lana shrugged innocently. "Something simple c'mon... I grew a bit."

The seamstress stared at Lana's massive body in shock before speaking up: "You woke up this large? I was here yesterday! Each boob is larger than your entire 'HUGE' body yesterday! How am I supposed to work with this?"

Lana pouted playfully before pleading with her seamstress: "You'll get to touch them all day... is that so bad?"

The seamstress blushed bright red before smiling mischievously: "OH YOU KNOW I WILL."

She quickly assembled a team of eight people to help her create new clothes for Lana's massive frame.

As they worked tirelessly to create new outfits for Lana, she noticed that the clothes seemed a bit loose. "Why?" she asked her seamstress.

The seamstress hesitated before responding: "We're measuring every hour... don't eat anything okay?"

Lana raised an eyebrow at the strange request but didn't press the issue.

As she arrived at the stage for her show, her manager was horrified by her new size – she had grown from 12 feet to 20 feet overnight! Her parents were shocked to hear the news, their faces pale with worry.

Lana took center stage as the crowd gasped in shock at her enormous size. Her breasts palpitated wildly as she moved – wub-wub-wub-wub – and she didn't know why. They had grown from yoga balls to vans in size overnight – almost dragging them on the floor.

This was by far the most she'd grown in such a short amount of time... yet they felt like they were about to...

Lana ran up stage jumping in excitement as everything silenced around her.

She stopped blushing...

Paralized she grabs the mic as she addressed the audience with a mischievous grin: "GUESS WHO GOT AN UPGRADE????"

The crowd erupted into cheers as Lana struck a pose, her massive frame towering over the audience.

But then she suddenly held her breasts... "Ah AHHH THEY ARE GROWING!"

The crowd gasped in shock as Lana's breasts began to expand further – wub-wub-wub-wub – growing larger by the second.

"LOOK HOW YOUR GODDESS GROWS!" Lana exclaimed as she cupped her breasts in her hands.

The breasts expanded further – 10% larger... 20% larger... 30% larger... 40% larger... 50% larger – as well as her body growing another foot taller.

Lana's clothes strained against her skin like they were going to rip apart at any moment – floump-floump-floump. "OH MY CLOTHES ARE TOO TIGHT NOW!" she laughed.

Her body was pure sex – larger than life – a beautiful monster of curves and flesh.

"I told you I was going to get bigger," Lana said with a sly smile as she struck another pose – plplplpl. "BEHOLD!"

The crowd cheered wildly as Lana's massive frame dominated the stage – her breasts bouncing wildly with each movement – wub-wub-wub-wub.

Lana was now over 21 feet tall – her breasts larger than cars – as she reveled in her newfound size.

The audience was entranced by her sheer scale – mesmerized by her massive breasts – as Lana continued her show.

But little did they know... Lana was still growing...

the next morning though

Lana woke up with a smile on her face as she gazed at her enormous body – wub-wub-wub-wub. Her breasts alone were the size of houses – each one larger than her entire body last night – as she lay in bed.

She reached for her phone and snapped a selfie, grinning mischievously at the camera. "Guess I need new clothes again," she said with a chuckle.

As she put her arms behind her head, her breasts jiggled and bounced like massive water balloons – floump-floump-floump. Her head stared up at what seemed like houses of round flesh on her body – each breast towering over her like a skyscraper.

Lana's height had increased dramatically overnight – she was now 60 feet tall – her body LARGER than ever before.

She got up from bed and admired her reflection in the mirror – her ass now matching her chest in size – plplplpl. "Omg that is some butt," she said with a giggle as she slapped her massive cheeks.

Her trailer was in shambles as she lay next to the stadium – her enormous body dwarfing the surrounding buildings.

The fun part was that she was now comparable to the stadium in size – her massive frame looming over the structure like a giantess.

Lana grinned mischievously as she thought about her weekend. "What a weekend... I HOPE I KEEP GROWING THO," she said with a chuckle – hehe.

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Goddess At The Gym - Short GTS story

As I pumped iron at the gym, I couldn't help but notice the sudden appearance of a towering figure behind the pillar. She emerged from nowhere, her massive frame commanding attention. Amara stood at an astonishing 3.4 meters tall – an Amazonian goddess among mortals.

Her gaze locked onto mine, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as she leaned against the post beside me. Her breasts pressed against the metal beam; her cleavage squeezed further by the pressure. The sound of her flesh squishing against the post was almost audible – squuueeze.

"I noticed," she said with a sly smile while staring at me intently.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she continued to lean against the post, her massive breasts straining against her sports bra – S cups for an average-sized woman would have been impressive enough; but considering her towering height meant she sported an astonishing Z+14 cup size.

I couldn't help but stare; my eyes were drawn to her imposing figure like magnets.

"I noticed you staring," she said with an air of confidence.

Her face dropped slightly as she awaited my response. Her voice took on a flirtatious tone as she asked, "I wish we could mutually stare."

My mind reeled as I tried to decipher her intentions – was she flirting or just being friendly?

Her face turned slightly awkward as she rephrased her question – "I mean... what do you... like about me?"

My brain scrambled for an answer – what could I possibly say? Her towering height? Her impressive physique?

"Like about her?" I thought silently.

I took a deep breath before responding – "Oh... it's just... I was wondering how it is..." I hesitated for a moment before continuing – "how it would be... being that... grand."

Her eyes sparkled as she chuckled – "Gr-grand? Me tall? Omg believe me! I have noticed."

She snickered slightly before taking an awkward step closer – her massive frame looming over me.

She gazed down at me from above – her eyes sparkling with amusement – "What's your name?"

"Calhoun," I replied.

Her face lit up as she introduced herself – "Amara."

The air was charged with tension as we stood there – Amara's massive breasts pressed against the post; her eyes locked onto mine.

The sound of her breathing was almost palpable – whoosh... whoosh.

As we stood there – frozen in time – I couldn't help but wonder what would happen next.

Would Amara continue flirting? Would she reveal more about herself?

The uncertainty was intoxicating – leaving me wanting more.

Amara's expression turned somber as she began to open up about her height – "I don't like talking about my height... my parents had me and did not expect I'd outgrow them almost twice in my teens."

Her voice took on a vulnerable tone – "I don't get so many guys approach a tall girl."

I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her – she was right; I wasn't hitting on her initially, but here we were, with her flirting shamelessly.

Her face scrunched up in a mixture of uncertainty and hope – "I mean... you... I mean... you think I'm cute at least, right? You weren't staring at me for a freak show, right? Y-you won't bully me, right?"

I was taken aback by her words – this girl could probably kill me with her bare hands; she was larger than me in every way.

Her voice cracked as she continued – "I'm too big... too weak... that's why I lift."

I couldn't resist teasing her – "Oh, c'mon, a body like yours?"

I handed her my 16kg weight, and she grasped it with both hands. However, instead of lifting it with ease, she stumbled backward as if it was Thor's hammer – OH NO.

She tried to lift it with both arms, but it was clear she was struggling – H-H-H-HOW DID YOU LIFT THAT???

I couldn't help but laugh at her antics – "Amara, you can't possibly be that weak; I mean, look at you."

As I helped her lift the weight, she whispered – "DON'T BULLY ME."

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she tried to push me away, but instead, she lost her balance and fell onto her butt – ahh AHH.

For a moment, she looked almost normal – her long arms and legs splayed out in every direction, her massive breasts at eye level with me.

Her face turned bright red as she apologized – "I'm sorry... I tried to push you... y-you look cute... I guess I don't know how to flirt... I don't know what the fuck I want to do... I'm sorry... I will leave you alone."

I couldn't help but feel drawn to her awkward charm – "What? Amara, it's cool... I think you're cool."

Her eyes welled up with tears as she whispered – "You liar... You think I suck..."

I tried to reassure her – "You're putting me in some weird world... Amara, I'm not bullying you."

Her voice cracked as she continued – "You lie... oh, because I'm tall, it's cool... I can't lift a weight... also, you probably don't lift that... you are trying to bully me, right?"

I chuckled – "I was training with them before you showed up."

Her face fell as she looked away – "s-sorry."

I decided to take a chance – "Give me your number."

Her response was unexpected – "its... 11 feet? 11'4... Z+5 cups?" She squeezed her massive breasts together, making them jiggle – wub wub.

I laughed – "Do You Have Phone Girl?"

Her face turned bright red as she dictated her phone number out loud – "## ####---####."

I had to stifle a laugh – "Can I pull my phone first?"

As I typed her number into my phone, I couldn't help but tease her – "You have to use that to make a contact, not respond."

She blushed angrily – "ah sure."

I pinged her a call; she answered – "hello."

I facepalmed internally – "You have to use that to make a contact, not respond."

She blushed again – "didn't know phone's had a history."

I chuckled – "I think they'd had since the first cellphones with screens."

As we exchanged phone numbers and said our goodbyes, I couldn't help but feel drawn to Amara's awkward charm. She seemed to need a friend – or maybe something more.

As we sat on the ground in the coffee shop, Amara seemed completely at ease – her long legs folded under her like a cat's.

She'd greet me with a casual "Hey Cay" whenever I approached her.

I'd chuckle and respond with "Cay welcome home," and she'd plop down beside me on the floor.

One day, I couldn't help but point out – "Amara, this is a coffee shop; don't sit on the dirty ground here..."

She looked at me with confusion – "It's cleaner than the gym floor."

I realized that she was right; the floor was probably cleaner than the gym floor.

I asked her – "Why doesn't your side have a chair?"

And then it hit me – she probably couldn't use tables or chairs because of her height; she was twice as tall as an average human.

I exclaimed – "Ooooohhhhh... I get it now."

Amara smirked – "Oh, so you realized I have to eat on the floor; I see you have a brain on the skull of yours, jock man."

I decided not to engage in a witty comeback – "You... nevermind; I'll order."

Amara seemed to realize that I was choosing not to tease her back – "I want to have sex just so you know..."

I almost spilled my coffee – "Ok, I would like it too; but can we finish the date?"

Amara's face turned bright red – "Sure; not now; I mean eventually... and then I want to get married."

I almost spilled my coffee again – what is happening?

She blushed profusely – "WAIT; kiss has to come first right?"

I thought to myself – bitch is autistic – but unfortunately, that thought escaped my lips.

Amara's face fell – "I AM NOT!"

I tried to apologize – "I didn't mean to..."

But Amara was already on a roll – "Also; I'm not a 'bitch'; I'm a gentlelady; I dress pretty; don't I?"

I burst out laughing – she was TOO CUTE.

I exclaimed – "You are too cute; Amara; omg..."

Amara blushed even harder – "I'm THE CORRECT AMOUNT OF CUTE."

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World's #1 Brazillian Princess Miku - Short Huge Breasts Story

breast focused story

As Miku leaned in, her massive breasts threatened to spill out of her tiny micro-skirt dress - Fsss Fsss - a mesmerizing mix of Brazilian flair merged with Japanese kawaii charm; a bright white dress with barely any skirt as it barely covered anything worth covering up. Her bright green hair cascaded down her back like an emerald waterfall- Konnichiwa!- she chimed cheerfully; her eyes sparkling mischievously as she asked me point-blank:

"What do você mean você don't like soccer?" Her voice was like a songbird's - high-pitched and melodic - as she continued; "I thought men liked spherical objects?" With a sly grin; she lifted her breasts - Creeak creek -the fabric straining to contain them - "like these; for instance?" Her inviting cleavage seemed to be beckoning me closer; I felt myself drawn into its depths like a ship into treacherous waters.

I was taken aback by her forwardness; my eyes involuntarily darted back-and-forth between her breasts - SPLOOOSH - as they bounced with every movement; each one easily larger than her head; with a circumference rivaling a soccer ball's. Miku chuckled knowingly; her shoulders shook - Gloopp Gloop - causing her breasts jiggle like two giant water balloons.

"Why are my breasts so big?" she asked rhetorically; "what kind 'of question' is that?" She tossed her long green hair over her shoulder; it cascaded down her back like an emerald waterfall - Arigatou! - she chimed playfully; as if thanking me for my attention. "Everything é maior no Brasil!" She exclaimed - Fsss Fsss - as her breasts swayed with her enthusiasm.

I couldn't help but stare; Miku breasts seemed defy gravity itself; plplplpl - large bubbles forming and popping within them as she moved; each breast looked like it could swallow my head whole. She interjected with playful smile:

"I'm 'The #1 princess'... in the whole wide world!" Her voice was like honey - smooth and sweet - as she continued; "and I know exactly what men like." With wink; she pressed breasts together - Creeak creek - sound fabric straining under pressure filling my ears.

As we walked along Copacabana Beach - SPLOOOSH - Miku breasts bounced with every step; she seemed enjoying attention they drew; every passing man couldn't help but stare at her inviting cleavage - Gloopp Gloop - her breasts swaying with every movement; hypnotic rhythm that left me entranced.

Her tiny micro-skirt struggled contain her curves; her thighs were soft balloons skin glistening softness as she moved; I couldn help wonder how someone petite could have such massive breasts - Gloopp Gloop - they seemed pulling her forward two giant anchors.

Miku caught staring again; she chuckled knowingly - Fsss Fsss - as breasts swayed laughter; "Você likes?" She teased; voice dripping innuendo - Creeak creek -as pressed hand against one massive breast - SPLOOOSH - sound echoing through mind long after parted ways.

"You want touch?" She asked playfully; eyes sparkling mischievously; "I'm 'not afraid'... of anything!" Her voice was music - smooth sweet -as continued; "except maybe running out space... for these!" She gestured breasts; which seemed growing larger by minute; plplplpl - bubbles forming popping within them rapid succession.

As sun began set Copacabana Beach; Miku leaned closer; breasts pressing against me - Creeak creek - sound fabric straining under pressure filling ears; I felt myself drowning sea cleavage; unable escape hypnotic rhythm bouncing breasts.

"Você wants kiss?" She whispered; voice husky - Fsss Fsss -as breasts swayed closer; inviting cleavage beckoning me closer; I felt myself drawn treacherous waters; unable resist siren call Miku's breasts...

Miku batted her eyelashes at me; her bright green hair cascading down her back like an emerald waterfall. "Why; I'm from Brazil; Miku has always been from Brazil," she said; her voice dripping with seduction.

"Is that so? Well... I can play a little game; just you and me; one on one; on the soccer field." She winked at me; her breasts bouncing with the motion -

Fwop fwop.

"If I win; you have to do what I say," she continued; her voice husky with promise; "but if you win; I'll do whatever you want." She leaned in closer; her inviting cleavage beckoning me closer - Creeak creek. "We can make it interesting; winner gets whatever they want."

But as she heard me say "you can't play soccer" while pointing at her breasts; her expression changed. Her eyes narrowed; her face reddening with annoyance. She stopped flirting; her voice dropping to a plain English tone.

"What do you mean I can't play soccer? What?" she demanded; her accent gone. As I said nothing more; she seemed to realize what I was implying. Her face turned bright red with anger;

"I will have you KNOW I'm Brazilian; bitch," she spat; her voice venomous. "I can play soccer just fine; my breasts have nothing to do with it."

The game began; Miku determinedly covering the net. But as the soccer ball came flying towards her; it lodged itself in her cleavage - Fsss Fsss.

"This isn't technically fault; wait wait wait!" she exclaimed; trying to dislodge ball from between mountains flesh But second time ball came flying towards her; she tried kick back net; but ball lodged itself in her cleavage again - Gloopp Gloop.

"What hell they are like magnets man..." she muttered; frustration etched on her face. Again and again ball lodged itself in her cleavage; each time Miku trying dislodge it but failing miserably.

Finally; she threw up hands defeat;

"Ok I lose what do you... want?" she asked; her face flushing bright red with embarrassment.

But as she looked up at me; her eyes met mine; and for moment we just stared each other down.

"Shit I was going ask same thing lets go your hotel room then" she said finally; a sly grin spreading across face.

I raised eyebrow; surprised by sudden change subject.

But Miku just winked at me;

"Oh right I technically won," she said mischievously; her breasts bouncing with laughter - SPLOOOSH.

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Women are giants - GTS short love story

As I stood at my usual spot by the free weights section of the gym, I couldn't help but notice her towering over me - literally - at an astonishing height of at least 15 feet (5 meters). Her long, dark brown hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, framing her heart-shaped face with piercing green eyes that sparkled with curiosity.

Her gaze locked onto mine as she began our conversation; I found myself craning my neck upwards just to maintain eye contact with her face-to-face.

"Oh sorry sorry... six-seven feet are very tall where... I mean... I apologize," she said with an apologetic smile; her voice was melodious yet husky-free - high-pitched perfection.

"It's just so weird someone so... I mean... short," she continued; her eyes widened as if trying not comprehend my height.

"Really? Women where I live are shorter than men?" Her tone turned incredulous; genuine terror flickered across her face.

"Five feet tall? (1.5 meters)?" Her voice trailed off as if questioning the very fabric of reality.

Her gaze drifted down my body before returning to my face; I could sense her trying not stare at my relatively diminutive stature.

"I was seven feet six inches (2.7 meters) at fourteen," she said matter-of-factly; "reached seven feet that year alone - grew an entire seven feet in just one year."

Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she added; "Whoa is seven feet really that short?"

Her gaze roamed over my face before settling on my eyes once more.

"I was that tall when I was ten-twelve... fourteen?" Her brow furrowed slightly as if trying to recall her own growth spurt.

"Are men from your country really that short?" Her tone turned playful; a hint of flirtation danced in her voice.

As she spoke, her P-cup breasts - a sight to behold at her towering height - jiggled ever so slightly beneath her fitted workout top; the fabric strained to contain their sheer size.

Her gaze never wavered from mine as she asked; "Is it true that in your country everyone has cars?"

"They don't build cars here," she explained; "and women can't use the imported cars - we don't fit in them."

Her eyes crinkled at the corners as she smiled; "I mean... can you imagine trying to squeeze into one of those tiny things?"

Her voice took on a conspiratorial tone as she leaned in slightly; "I've heard they're designed for people your... size."

As she straightened up, her breasts bounced softly against her chest; the sound was almost imperceptible but sent a shiver down my spine nonetheless.

"How do you... live that short?" Her voice turned genuinely curious; concern etched on her face.

"How do you reach things?" She asked; her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"I could help if you want," she offered; her smile turned playful once more.

"I mean... I'm happy to lend a hand - or a boost - whenever you need it."

As we strolled through the bustling streets, her long strides forced me to quicken my pace to keep up. We eventually arrived at a quaint café, where she pushed open the door and gestured for me to enter first. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she followed close behind.

Inside the cozy café, she towered over the counter as she ordered our drinks; her P-cup breasts jiggled slightly beneath her fitted top as she moved.

"Oh i'm relatively average," she said with a smile; "just average for a girl here."

The barista nodded knowingly; "Coming right up!"

As we waited for our drinks, I couldn't help but notice the other women in the café - all of whom were equally towering, with some even surpassing my date's height.

When our drinks arrived; she picked up her espresso cup with ease; her long fingers wrapping around it as if it were a toy.

"H-hello! I want an espresso for my date," she said; "oh don't worry baby."

The barista smiled knowingly; "That'll be $5 please."

My date's eyes widened in surprise as she reached for her wallet.

"Omg guys!? Guys pay for dates? What a weird place you come from sweetie...." Her voice dripped with disgust as she handed over her credit card.

"Its those super 'modern' places huh guys pay too haha omg wow," she added; shaking her head.

As we sipped our drinks; she leaned against the counter; her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"If girls don't pay for the first date how will they keep the guy?" She asked rhetorically. "I mean no offense but guys are weaker right?"

Her face turned bright red as she realized what she'd said.

"S-sorry sorry sorry I didn't mean to say that," she stuttered; "I'm into petite guys... SHIT OMG what did i say you are...."

She hid behind her hair; her eyes peeking out as if waiting for me to storm off or throw the coffee on her.

"Shit shit shit," she muttered; "can we change the subject?"

Her voice trembled slightly as she added; "I'm not trying to pretend to be some weird meninist to get into your pants."

She peeked out from behind her hair; her eyes wide with worry.

"Shit..."

The silence that followed was palpable; until she finally spoke up.

"You are still here????" Her voice was barely above a whisper.

Her eyes searched mine; as if seeking reassurance.

"You don't mind?" She asked; her voice laced with uncertainty.

Her face remained hidden behind her hair; as if waiting for my response.

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Pouring Infinite Milk - Breast Expansion

This one is weird and very experimental.

As she walked into her apartment complex lobby after work today; Lily couldn't help but feel an air of excitement coursing through her veins; She had just purchased something rather unusual at her local health food store – LactaPlus – a supplement designed for lactating mothers looking for an extra boost; But Lily wasn't pregnant; nor was she planning on becoming one anytime soon; Her curiosity simply got the better part her – why not try it out?

She hastily made her way up the stairs; her mind racing with anticipation; Once inside; she hastily ripped open the packaging; revealing eight small white pills; She popped all eight into her mouth without hesitation – after all; why waste time? – washing them down quickly with water.

At first nothing seemed out ordinary – until she felt it – an odd tingling sensation emanating deep within breasts; Her B-cup bustline began expanding rapidly – almost imperceptibly at first – before ballooning outward exponentially; Her shirt strained against seams; threatening rip apart any moment now;

Within seconds; Lily's breasts had grown an astonishing two cup sizes – now proudly sporting D-cup proportions; Her nipples hardened; becoming increasingly sensitive; She couldn't help but let out an audible gasp; shocked by this sudden transformation.

Her hands instinctively rose up cup her newfound assets – marveling at their sheer magnitude – before gently squeezing them together; A soft 'wub' sound echoed through air; as her breasts jiggled against one another; The sensation sent shivers coursing down her spine;

She hastily made way towards her bedroom; eager explore this newfound development further; Her fingers danced across skin; tracing curves contours; Her breasts felt heavier; more substantial – almost overflowing her grasp.

Without thinking; she began milking herself – gently coaxing out droplets milk; Her breasts responded eagerly; releasing streams liquid nourishment; The sensation sent her reeling – caught between shock; awe; wonder.

As she sat there; surrounded by her own milk; Lily couldn't help but wonder – what other secrets lay hidden within these mysterious pills?

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As Lily gazed upon eight boxes LactaPlus scattered across counter top ; madness seemed consume every fiber her being ; Her eyes gleamed maniacally ; her breathing grew heavy ; anticipation hung thick air like palpable fog. She hastily ripped open first box ; pouring contents into palm ; eight small white pills stared back – inviting her take leap into unknown.

With reckless abandon ; she downed pills ; washing them down water. At first ; nothing seemed out ordinary – until she felt it – an odd tingling sensation emanating deep within breasts. Her D-cup bustline began expanding rapidly – almost imperceptibly at first – before ballooning outward exponentially.

As breasts grew ; Lily's body began convulse with pleasure – her nipples hardened ; becoming increasingly sensitive. She let out strangled cry – "WHAT HAVE I DONE TO MY BODY?!" – yet simultaneously ; she couldn't help but feel sense awe ; wonder. Her breasts continued grow ; expanding to E ; F ; G cups – each increment marked by soft 'wub' sound echoing through air.

Her hands instinctively rose up cup her newfound assets – marveling at their sheer magnitude. Her breasts felt heavier ; more substantial – almost overflowing her grasp. She stumbled backwards ; collapsing onto bed as breasts continued grow – now reaching H ; I cups.

The sound effects changed ; breasts now making soft 'floump floump' noises as they bounced against one another. Lily's eyes grew wide ; her mouth agape – "WHY HAVEN'T I DONE IT BEFORE?!" she screamed ; yet simultaneously ; she knew answer – she had been living lie ; suppressing true desires.

As breasts reached J cups – now rivaling size her head – Lily stumbled out bed ; pulling vath from kitchen into room. She filled it water ; then began milk herself – gently coaxing out droplets milk. Her breasts responded eagerly ; releasing streams liquid nourishment.

The sound effects changed once more ; breasts now making loud 'plplplpl' noises as milk sprayed everywhere. Lily's body began convulse with pleasure – her nipples throbbing ; milk dripping down blouse. She let out strangled cry – "NOT ENOUGH! NOT ENOUGH!" – yet simultaneously ; she knew truth – she had found calling.

As vath filled milk ; Lily gazed upon reflection – J cups stared back ; her eyes gleaming maniacally. She screamed – "WHY HAVEN'T 'I' DONE THIS BEFORE? MORE LIKE WHY HAVEN'T I BEEN ANYTHING LARGER THAN THIS? I WISH TO NOTHING ELSE BUT TO PRODUCE MILK – GALLONS OF IT – THIS IS MY CALLING!"

The room fell silent ; except sound milk dripping from vath ; Lily's heavy breathing ; her breasts still throbbing. She knew truth – she had crossed point no return – her body forever changed ; her mind consumed madness – yet simultaneously ; she knew sense freedom ; liberation.

As she gazed upon reflection ; Lily smiled – J cups seemed mock her ; inviting her take next step into unknown. She knew answer – she would never look back ; her body would never be same again. The madness had begun ; it would never end.

With vath still overflowing milk beside her ; Lily suddenly sprang into action ; sprinting towards cell phone lying idle nearby ; Her fingers flew across screen ; her eyes gleaming maniacally as she worked her magic ; The room fell silent ; except sound milk dripping from vath ; Lily's heavy breathing ; her breasts still throbbing.

For moment ; she seemed lost world ; oblivious surroundings ; her focus solely fixated phone screen ; Her fingers danced across keypad ; inputting mysterious commands ; sending unknown messages ; The air hung thick anticipation ; yet simultaneously ; uncertainty.

As she finished whatever mysterious task she had undertaken phone screen flickered back lifeless state once more. Without hesitation ; Lily turned attention towards remaining boxes LactaPlus scattered across counter top. Her eyes gleamed maniacally ; her breathing grew heavy ; anticipation hung thick air like palpable fog.

With reckless abandon ; she downed remaining pills ; washing them down water. At first ; nothing seemed out ordinary – until she felt it – an odd tingling sensation emanating deep within breasts. Her J-cup bustline began expanding rapidly – almost imperceptibly at first – before ballooning outward exponentially.

As breasts grew ; Lily's body began convulse with pleasure – her nipples hardened ; becoming increasingly sensitive. She let out strangled cry – "OH GOD ; OH GOD ; OH GOD!" – yet simultaneously ; she couldn't help but feel sense awe ; wonder. Her breasts continued grow ; expanding past K ; L ; M cups – each increment marked by loud 'floump floump' noises echoing through air.

Her hands instinctively rose up cup her newfound assets – marveling at their sheer magnitude. Her breasts felt heavier ; more substantial – almost overflowing her grasp. She stumbled backwards ; collapsing onto bed as breasts continued grow – now reaching N ; O ; P cups.

The sound effects changed ; breasts now making loud 'plplplpl' noises as milk sprayed everywhere. Lily's body began convulse with pleasure – her nipples throbbing ; milk dripping down blouse. She let out strangled cry – "THIS IS IT ; THIS IS IT ; THIS IS IT!" – yet simultaneously ; she knew truth – she had crossed point no return – her body forever changed.

As breasts reached Z cups – now rivaling size her torso – Lily's body seemed explode milk ; geysers erupting everywhere ; The sound effects changed once more ; breasts now making deafening 'WHOOSH' noises as milk sprayed everywhere. Lily's eyes grew wide ; her mouth agape – "I'M GOING TO EXPLODE ; I'M GOING TO EXPLODE!" – yet simultaneously ; she knew truth – she had found true calling.

The room fell silent ; except sound milk dripping from vath ; Lily's heavy breathing ; her breasts still throbbing. She knew truth – she had crossed point no return – her body forever changed ; her mind consumed madness – yet simultaneously ; she knew sense freedom ; liberation.

Giant for a day every month - GTS Expansion

As I stood beside my petite girlfriend on this fateful August morning - our bedroom bathed in warm sunlight streaming through windows - I couldn't help but feel both excitement & trepidation coursing through veins like liquid fire. She had always been small-statured at only around five feet tall (1m47), but I loved her all same; however today was different - today was August fifth - which meant her body would undergo its monthly transformation.

She turned towards me with mischievous glint dancing in eyes; "Oh its August fifth honey my height will double by tonight hope you don't mind me towering over your ass can't wait to crush you" she teased defiantly; voice dripping with seductive undertones that sent shivers down spine. Her petite frame seemed almost fragile as she slipped into morning routine; however within minutes those clothes started showing signs of strain; seams began tearing apart as if protesting against her body's sudden growth spurt; buttons popped off one by one until finally her blouse ripped open revealing her bra which was now struggling desperately trying keep everything contained.

"I disliked that bra anyway," she quipped nonchalantly; voice husky with amusement; as if destruction caused by burgeoning breasts was mere inconvenience rather than catastrophic event unfolding before us both.

Her body started expanding at alarming rate; within what felt an eternity she had already reached six feet tall (1m83) - surpassing me by mere centimeters; however clothes continued ripping apart unable contain explosive growth spurt; another blouse shredded itself into tatters as she burst through seams like some kind of human-shaped balloon inflating at breakneck speed.

"Look we're same height don't get used it baby," she teased playfully; though voice betrayed hint amusement at situation unfolding before us both; however her growth didn't stop there - no - she kept going up up up until ten minutes later she stood towering over me by almost a foot (0m30); another pair pants ripped apart unable contain thighs expanding like pistons driving some kind human-shaped engine forward into uncharted territory.

Her arm muscles now bulging beneath skin - breaking through fabric blouse which had once hugged curves so lovingly at five feet - now lay tattered remains around ankles like discarded trash left behind some kind ravaging storm leaving destruction wake.

"I'm getting bigger aren't I?" She asked huskily - eyes sparkling mischief - though answer obvious even blind man could see truth written across face contorted mixture awe & terror watching tiny girlfriend transform before very eyes into Amazonian giantess whose proportions defied comprehension.

Within hour she stood seven feet eight inches tall (2m34) - almost matching my own height plus another foot - another bra snapped under pressure sending hooks flying everywhere leaving breasts exposed - still growing still expanding like two balloons inflating simultaneously sending shockwaves through entire room.

By six pm she stood eight feet five inches tall (2m57) - Z cups now overflowing bra which had long since given way under pressure - breasts still growing still hitting me squarely head sending me stumbling backward desperate escape onslaught; however voice remained husky & seductive throughout ordeal; taunting teasing me mercilessly about my inability contain her explosive growth spurt.

"You know how big I get," she teased once more; though voice now carried hint concern - concern for my well-being - concern for fact she couldn't seem stop growing; however within minutes she reached nine feet ten inches tall (3m00) - her pelvis now hovering precariously close my head level - her legs plump soft flesh spilling over edges chair she stood upon; another pair pants ripped apart unable contain thighs expanding like pistons driving some kind human-shaped engine forward into uncharted territory.

By seven pm she stood ten feet five inches tall (3m15) - Zx2 cups now overflowing bra which had long since given way under pressure - breasts still growing still hitting me squarely head sending me tumbling backward onto floor; overwhelmed by sheer scale her transformation; overwhelmed by sheer terror unknown; however voice remained husky & seductive throughout ordeal; taunting teasing me mercilessly about my inability contain her explosive growth spurt.

As sun began set horizon casting golden glow across room bathed warm orange light she reached eleven feet tall (3m35) - Zx3 cups now overflowing bra which had long since given way under pressure; each breast almost meter diameter sending shockwaves through entire room; "Can you believe I was flat this morning?" She asked huskily eyes sparkling mischief though answer obvious even blind man could see truth written across face contorted mixture awe & terror watching tiny girlfriend transform before very eyes into Amazonian giantess whose proportions defied comprehension.

Her final size left me breathless gasping air unable comprehend sheer scale transformation unfolding before very eyes; however voice remained husky & seductive throughout ordeal; taunting teasing me mercilessly about my inability contain her explosive growth spurt; leaving me shattered broken shell man once confident now reduced mere mortal cowering beneath towering giantess whose breasts seemed capable crushing entire city block beneath sheer weight alone.

As darkness fell casting room shadows she leaned forward voice husky whisper pressing mammothian breasts against mine each sole massive orb engulfing entire torso weight crushing beneath sheer scale alone. Her eyes sparkled mischief laughing maniacally "Oh you are not getting away this time" taunting teasing mercilessly about inability contain explosive growth spurt.

"You only get one night a month lets enjoy me" husky whisper sent shivers down spine as hands roamed freely across expansive canvas skin smooth silky texture inviting exploration every inch begging attention. Fingers tracing curves contours exploring every nook cranny discovering hidden treasures previously unknown even myself surprised depth passion ignited within.

We spent hours lost world own creation exploring every position imaginable taking advantage sheer scale difference between us; missionary impossible due crushing weight breasts alone however creative alternatives presented themselves readily available eager experimentation. Doggy style became literal doggy style as she towered above me paws planted firmly ground while I clung desperately back attempting maintain balance amidst whirlwind sensations overwhelming senses completely.

Cowgirl position transformed into rodeo ride bucking bronco style holding tight reins attempting tame wild stallion beneath while simultaneously navigating uncharted territories unexplored regions hidden beneath folds skin previously inaccessible due sheer scale alone.

As clock struck midnight amidst fervent lovemaking she suddenly gasped "Oh no!!!" voice laced panic realization dawning upon face contorted mixture shock horror watching own body begin shrinking before very eyes. "Noooo no no" desperate pleas echoed through room pleading fate reverse course restore former glory however fate remained deaf ears ignoring cries mercy.

Within minutes she shrunk significantly however still remained larger than life standing seven feet tall U cups now proudly displayed upon chest once again proportionate frame albeit still impressive stature compared mine own. As we finished lovemaking session amidst dwindling passion she pouted lips pursed frustration "This is what I GET I waited too long!!" voice laced disappointment regret eyes welling tears unshed.

As she fell asleep beside me I couldn't help but feel mixture emotions myself; sadness witnessing loss former glory however simultaneously grateful experience shared between us even if fleeting moment time.

As morning sun cast its warm glow across our bedroom, I gazed lovingly at my girlfriend, now back to her normal petite frame. She stirred awake, stretching her small body and yawning, completely unaware of the transformation that had taken place overnight.

As she sat up and looked down at her chest, her eyes widened in horror. "My booooobs!" she wailed, throwing her hands over her mouth in dismay.

I couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction. "I think they're still there," I teased, trying to reassure her.

But she was inconsolable. "No! No! No! They were so big and beautiful last night! Why did they have to shrink back down?" she lamented, her voice trembling with disappointment.

I pulled her into a hug, trying to comfort her. "It's okay, baby. You're still beautiful to me, no matter what size your breasts are."

But she just shook her head, her eyes welling up with tears. "You don't understand! I loved being big and powerful! I felt like I could conquer the world!"

I held her close as she sobbed, feeling a pang of sympathy for her. I knew how much she had loved being a giantess, and how much she had enjoyed the attention and power that came with it.

As we sat there together, I couldn't help but think about how much I loved her, no matter what size she was. And I knew that I would always be there to support her, whether she was big or small.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she calmed down and looked up at me with tears-stained eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I just really loved being big."

I smiled and kissed her forehead. "I know, baby. And I loved it too. But we'll always have last night to remember."

She nodded, a small smile on her face. And as we hugged each other tightly, I knew that everything was going to be okay.

But as we pulled back to look at each other again, I couldn't help but notice the hint of a pout on her face.

"I still miss my big booooobs," she wailed like a spoiled lunatic.