Ashley the giantess (Story Request)

A wizened dirty man grabbed a dented container from the loading dock of  Geotech Solutions. Located on the outskirts of New York City, the company specializes in products for farmers and military goods. But to Michael, it seemed they primarily produced garbage he would have to haul off to have incinerated. He loaded the dented container onto the back of his rusted truck when the lid popped off and sprinkled brown dirt-like contents on the ground.

"Shit!" Michael hissed as he grabbed a dirty rag to clean up the mess. To his surprise, where the substance fell, weeds started to grow from the parched dirt blooming into full-grown plants in seconds. "That's got a kick to it."

Michael sealed the container and moved it to the passenger seat of his car. It must be some type of experimental fertilizer, and he might be able to score some extra cash selling some on the side. He started the engine and rolled off to the incinerator on the other side of the facility before then he could head home.

Ashley clipped some dead branches from her gardenia bush and placed the clippings in a trash bag. She still had a very youthful appearance at thirty-six years old, with her short brunette hair on her petite frame. The gardenia was growing fine, but the rest of the yard had patches of brown dead grass as if the very soil was tainted.

A loud pop and bang of an engine misfire signaled the familiar arrival. The rusted door to the truck creaked open, and out came Michael, "How are you doing today, pretty lady?"

"I am fine, just trying to salvage the yard," Ashley smirked, tossing more clippings into her trash bag. Michael was Tom's friend from high school and would pop by now and then barter with her and sell questionable gardening supplies.

"How is Tom's job going?" Michael said as he rummaged through the bag of his truck and grabbed a sealed plastic bag. "He still working in the Empire state building with that firm?"

"I am afraid not, and he got them their biggest client yet." Ashley sighed deeply. Tom was depressed and hardly left the house as he sank into his depression, tanking the savings along with his mind. "He got the contract signed, and then they canned him."

"They did him dirty," Michael said solemnly as he stood silent for a few seconds holding the sealed bag and looking at Ashley. "You know what, I was going to offer this for sale, but since you are in the market for a pick me up, I got the perfect product."

"What do you have, Michael?" Ashley rolled her eyes as he handed her a bag of what appeared to be dirt.

"That is classified and experimental" Michael grinned as he made his sales pitch, only stopping when he noticed it was annoying Ashley." And for today, absolutely free."

"Fertilizer?" Ashley said, confused.

"The best stuff you will ever use," Michael said proudly.

Ashley took the sealed bag and bid Michael farewell, and went inside to prepare dinner. She sat the bag on the kitchen counter. As the day ended and dinner was placed on the table, Ashley summoned her defeated husband. Tom slinked into the room, defeated with his head down. His short blonde and muscular body barely held him up as he sat at the table, peering deeply into his plate of food.

"Come on, now eat up," Ashley said, patting him on the back.

"They are signing the deal tonight," Tom muttered. "Then they will divvy up my bonus amongst the other partners."

"I am so sorry, honey," Ashley wrapped her arms around his neck, and Tom rested his face into her breasts." If I could, I would make them pay. Is there anything I can do to cheer you up?"

"No, I need a cup of coffee. I got a long night ahead of me to find a new job before I bankrupt us." Tom sat up and rubbed his face as Ashley went and started the pot.

As she watched Tom with worried eyes, Ashely didn't notice she scooped a cupful of the fertilizer she got from Michael into the coffee maker. The dinner went by slow and sad as the coffee churned and filled the pot. Ashley poured a cupful and walked over to hand it to Tom when he stood up suddenly with a tenacious look on his face.

"I am not going to take this quietly. I worked too hard and done way more than required." Tom rushed over and put on his suit, and straightened himself up.

"What are you going to do?" Ashley sipped the cup of coffee, gulping a big bitter swig of fertilizer unknowingly.

"I will either get my job back or at the least restore my honor." Tom embraced Ashley and stormed outside to his car.

Ashley swished around the coffee in her mouth, and something didn't taste quite right as her wedding ring bursts off her hand. A loud pop noise as it flies into the wall, embedding the diamond into the drywall. Ashley's face went white as her body shuddered and began to expand rapidly.

Outside Tom put the car into reverse and backed into the street when the house exploded, wood and debris rained on the car shattering the windshield, and a cloud of dust filled the vehicle. Tom exited the car choking, peeking between his tear-soaked eyes and watching a naked woman growing towering above him, his wife Ashley's familiar shape and brunette hair, only she was now over three hundred feet tall.

"Ashley!" Tom shouted at the giantess. She looked down at her tiny husband in amazement freeing her feet from the rubble of their former home. Ashley was gigantic and mainly was in proportion to her original shape except that her breasts had ballooned to a size G and at this height were the size of tanks clinging to her chest.

"I might have brewed the wrong coffee," Ashley's voice boomed, sending airwaves down the street, shattering street lights and setting off car alarms. Ashley knelt and grasped Tom in her hand like a doll and brought him to her face. The tiny man looked greedily at her engorged breasts as they jiggled with Ashley's every movement.

"I like the improvement, but what are we going to do?" Tom said nervously, clinging to Ashley's fingers, staring three hundred feet below the street.

"The plan is still the same," Ashley whispered. "Let us confront those bastards." Tom smiled and raised his hands as Ashley turned toward the city and set her sights on the empire state building shimmering in the New York skyline. The ground shook, and fire hydrants burst as the voluptuous

Ashley entered the city, dodging cars and smashing signs leaving a trail of destruction as she reached the base of the Empire state building.

"They should be on the observation deck on the roof," Tom shouted. Police cars pulled up and surrounded Ashley's legs and cast spotlights on her pale body, illuminating her curvy body and making Ashley glow brighter than even the skyscrapers.

"Time to climb," Ashley said, placing Tom securely in her hair as she gripped the building, bursting windows and crushing concrete as she began to climb the Empire state building. She clutched the building, smashing her hands into windows and dragging her breasts against the sides of the building, shattering floors and people's expectations as Ashley climbed the tower like she kong.

Inside one of the floors was a man mopping the floor. He wiped his forehead, took a small flask out of his pocket, and took a swig of alcohol. He heard a cracking noise and turned to see the window view filled with not the city's skyline but a pair of gigantic tank-sized breasts. The glass burst, and the breasts rushed inside, knocking the janitor to the ground in a flood of flesh. When it seemed he would be crushed against the overwhelming cascade of cleavage, they retracted, and the woman they were attached to climbed higher up the building.

The janitor stood up and watched the woman rise through the gash in the building's walls. He tossed his flask aside and swore off drinking on the job again.

"That concludes our deal, gentlemen," a tricky business toasted his client and partners on the observation deck of the empire state building.

"What about that Tom fellow that set up the contract?" The client inquired, sipping a glass of wine.

"I am afraid we had to let him go," The businessman chuckled, and his fellow partners laughed as well, but their celebration fell silent as the building shook. The brunette locks of Ashley rose above the railing as the giantess rose above them with Tom perched in the woman's hair. Ashley smirked as Tom jumped from her head, sinking into her gigantic breasts and bouncing on the observation deck with the stunned businessmen. Tom strode over to his former boss, snatched his wine glass, downed the drink, and smashed the glass to pieces against the floor.

"I believe we need to renegotiate that contract," Tom flashed a sizable smile. "I have a big feeling that you will accommodate all of my demands."

A helicopter flew by, casting a spotlight on Ashley's nude body clinging to the Empire state building. She grabbed the top of the building and hung off the side, reaching out for the helicopter, swiping at it, nearly catching the craft with her hand. After the deal was struck, Ashley and Tom celebrated a night of destruction and mayhem in New York City. In the city that never sleeps, they had plenty of reasons to stay awake that night as the giantess named Ashley rampaged.