This choice: She tries her powers (gentle) • Go Back... Liz held a few secrets in her life, things that other students in school didn't know. She was the hottest girl around, but wasn't very bright at all. She had the sneaking suspicion that the only reason she wasn't failing her courses was because of her looks, and it bothered her. She was tired of being a living example of a dumb blonde. Liz wanted to be as smart as her cousin, or even just as smart as the average person in school. Sadly, her brain just couldn't focus on realistically achieving that goal.
That is, until just now, towering over her school, naked as the day she was born. Liz could definitely feel some kind of power flowing through her veins, and it made her curious. Luckily, her enlarged breasts weren't entirely distracting her attention from this power, which would no doubt otherwise mean she'd never give it a second thought, so with what willpower and thought she could muster, she focused on her desire to be as smart as her cousin who also attended the school.
Morton looked up towards Liz's face as she tried to focus with all her might. He wondered briefly if she was in pain, and so asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
Liz's expression shifted as her power went to work, feeling elated as subjects that before gave her headaches trying to grasp quickly became clear and obvious, like someone had lifted a veil covering her mind's true potential. She noted Morton asking about her well-being, and finally settled upon answering with, "Am I alright, Morton? I've never felt better! I finally feel like I understand everything the teachers in school have tried to teach me all these years!"
"That's, uh, wonderful... but you did kind of destroy the school... and are kind of too big to worry about your academics anymore."
Liz frowned. Morton had a point, even if his gaze was continually transfixed upon her giant nipple, not that she could blame him. However, with her new intellect, she understood exactly what she had become. Her frown quickly melted into laughter as she walked through the city, avoiding cars and pedestrians as she went. "Well, I'm a goddess, Morton! When we get back, I'll be sure to restore the school, better than ever. And, if I'm right in my thinking, I should be able to reduce my size to something much more manageable."
Seemingly to prove her point, the giantess intentionally stepped on a car with her foot, revealing a flattened hunk of metal once she raised her bare foot again. She had to admit, she felt a bit of a dark pleasure in crumpling the vehicle under her sole without so much as a scratch on her flawless skin. She really did feel as though she could literally do anything she pleased. However, her point to Morton wasn't that she could crush a car like a soda can. That much was clearly obvious given her weight needing to be measured in tons due to her size. No, her point was that she could do the impossible.
Liz closed her eyes lightly, easily envisioning the car exactly as it was before she stepped on it. (in part to ensure she didn't forget something in the engine. She wasn't omniscient, and didn't want to take a chance) her eyes opened, glowing briefly as the car straightened itself back out. The window shards gathered into their proper places on the car, leaving not a crack to hint that a couple moments ago, a giant woman had crushed it underfoot. She giggled as the final repairs completed, more than satisfied with her display. "Yes, that went quite well! Don't you think, Morton?" she cheered, bending down to give the boy a better view from her hand.
"U-uh... s-sure..." he stammered in reply, growing increasingly fearful of the girl of his dreams.
Before her transformation, Liz would have been satisfied with Morton's reply, blissfully unaware she was scaring him. Now, however, she could tell he was becoming afraid of her. "My display of power scared you, didn't it? I just wanted to show you that I could restore something I destroyed. I'm not going to hurt you, and I hope I don't harm anyone else, nor have to try bringing people back to life, for that matter." she said, hoping to quell the boy's fears.
Morton wasn't sure at first, but as she went on, he couldn't help but believe she was being honest. Still, knowing Liz could do virtually anything wasn't exactly comforting. Anything as powerful as her merely existing would be difficult to just accept. "Okay. Though you realize few people are going to immediately accept a goddess in their midst, right?"
"I do, and I'll figure something out to deal with that later." Liz answered, nodding, "But right now, I think I'll try growing a bit. It'd be nice to try it on my own terms!" She noticed a bulge in Morton's pants and smiled as she closed her eyes to focus, knowing the boy was definitely turned on by this. Even her old, ditsy self would have no trouble understanding that.
Morton watched his perspective begin to rise like an elevator as Liz grew. The hand that could hold him like a doll swelled in all directions beneath him, her fingers gently rising to cup his increasingly comparatively diminutive frame for his safety. He felt her hand sway, and looked down in time to see her reposition her growing legs and feet to avoid being in the way as much as possible. He doubted how effective this was, but at least the effort was there. And the display of her massive, expanding breasts jiggling with each step was certainly welcome.
Looking towards an office building near her, Liz was surprised to see people watching her inside, and especially up on the rooftop. "Oh! Well, I guess a giant, sexy, nude girl growing right outside one's window would be quite the distraction, wouldn't it?" she remarked, giving a little wave with her right hand. She loved this kind of attention, even if she was sure some of her "fans" were old enough to be her parents. No doubt they could see their daughter making the breaking news headlines right now.
Naturally, the attention upon her and the feeling of her body growing was turning Liz on. She was tempted to masturbate here and now, but the blonde hadn't forgotten Morton was still in her left hand, and the act of pleasuring herself rarely stayed a one-handed job for long. She had told the boy she didn't want to harm anyone, and she meant it, thus resisted her sexual urges for the first time in years. Still, she'd have to address said urges eventually, just not when innocent people could be endangered.
Her growth began to slow as the top of her head surpassed the roof of the office building. Soon, her chocolate brown eyes were level with the people gathered on the roof. Then it was her flawless smile, with teeth so perfect and white they put those in toothpaste commercials to shame. She continued to watch the tiny people look up upon her, willing the structure to not yield to the pressure of her massive breasts pushing against the side of it. Finally, they spilled forth over the roof, her growth coming to an end once she could rest them entirely on top just standing. It made her at least 150 feet tall. "Go ahead, little ones. I don't mind if you want to touch my boobs." she informed the crowd, still smiling warmly. Really, it was the least she could do for all the trouble she's undoubtedly caused.
The crowd didn't need to be told twice, and Liz quickly felt dozens of tiny hands pressing against her tits. A couple of people got a little too eager, forcing her to make them aware this wasn't an invitation to do whatever they pleased with her nipples. Eventually, she very carefully backed away from the building and began to saunter off, letting the workers return to their daily routine.
Entering the heart of the city, Liz stopped before one of the few buildings around that still dwarfed her. Standing at least twice her size, the skyscraper's surface was highly reflective. She was tempted to "fix" this, growing until she could use it to fill her pussy, but instead chose to admire her reflection. Her breasts seemed to be G-cups now, yet needed nothing to support them. She also noted that her legs were longer proportionately. Her skin and nails seemed to almost glow with radiance, while her hair almost looked as though spun from gold, flowing down to her ass. Even her eyes seemed to subtly sparkle and glow. In short, her new self was an improvement almost all across the board.
And still tucked safely in her hand was Morton. She squeezed him lightly in her hand as a makeshift hug, cherishing his company. Liz didn't know why he was up on the school roof at the time, or even why she suddenly grew and became a goddess, but perhaps this was meant to be? Still, she was extremely happy to now be as intelligent as her cousin. She and Karen were so completely opposite of each other, no one believed they were even related. Karen was a genius, but small and shy. Liz was sexy and outgoing, but had been about as bright as a burnt out bulb.
Now that she's changed, maybe she can help Karen get noticed? And if she wanted, Liz would happily allow her to join in on the fun of being a giantess. A sexy Karen definitely appealed to the goddess... but first, she should restore the school. And figure out what to do about the public's knowledge of this.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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