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Chapter 4

Zayne stared up at his gigantic girlfriend. For a long time he didn't say anything, and merely stroked his chin thoughtfully. Bella looked back at him with an amused expression on her face. Before long, amusement turned to impatience. After impatience, frustration soon followed. She began to tap her foot, sending a low rattling throughout the house.

“Well?” she said at last, an edge to her voice.

“Well what?” he replied mildly.

Bella let out an explosive sigh, throwing her hands over her head, where they promptly collided with the ceiling. “Ow! Stupid...building! Would you just make up your mind already?!”

Zayne suppressed a chuckle. He was greatly enjoying the control he had over the situation – however brief it might be. It was something that had only happened a few times since Bella had outgrown him. And once she graduated from the ranks of simply “very tall” and became a true giantess, it would probably become very rare indeed. Still, one angered an eight foot woman at one's own peril. Clearly, the game had gone on long enough.

“Sorry, sweetheart. I just wanted to make sure I thought this through completely,” he lied. “I mean, just look at you. You're like...the expression of the collected unconscious desires of every man on the planet – and I get to have my way with you! I want to make sure I make the best decision possible, is all.”

She glared down at him evilly. “And that decision is...?”

Zayne gulped. “Well, the first thing I would like to do, is to have you lie down on your stomach,” he said, thinking fast. “How would you like a back rub?”

Her face brightened immediately. “Aw, Zayne-y! I never should've doubted you.” She moved the table to make room for herself, and then spread out on the floor. “Whenever you're ready.”

He took a moment to admire her supine form, monumental in its proportions. This...was going to be more work than he'd expected. Zayne cracked his knuckles, and climbed on top of her. “I'm not too heavy for you, am I?” he asked. Bella's only response was a quiet little snicker. “A simple 'no' would've sufficed.” He got a grip on her shoulders, and began to massage her gently. Within a minute she was groaning in satisfaction as he swiftly located and removed all of her tension spots.

“Why am I just NOW finding out about this talent of yours?” she murmured, as he pressed his thumbs into the tender flesh at the nape of her neck.

“I'm just full of surprises, aren't I?” he replied. “What would you say if I added a little...lotion?” Zayne reached into the backpack, and came up with a glass vial full of a thick, yellowish liquid.

“Ahh, I thought you'd never ask,” she sighed. He poured the serum onto his hands, and began to spread the slippery material across her back. Bella was trembling slightly, but whether this was an affect of the drug or just a symptom of her anticipation, Zayne couldn't say. Her body greedily drank up the fluid, and before long he found himself reaching for another vial.

He moved lower, past the small of her back to the lovely heart-shaped swell of her ass. It was so large that it took both of his hands to cover one cheek. As he began to knead her between his fingers, she flexed her muscles for him impressively. “Show-off,” he said. “But still, damn. You've got some serious buns of...hmm...what's harder than steel?”

“A lot of things,” she replied in between mews of pleasure. “Diamond. Neutron star material. Glass, believe it or not, for certain definitions of hard.”

“Fascinating. Why don't we just go with 'titanium,'” he suggested.

“Clich?,” she moaned. He rolled his eyes, and gave her a hard slap on the butt in response. This only caused her to moan louder. By now Zayne could recognize the first subtle effects as the drug started to take hold. Bella's increased sensitivity was a clear sign, as was the glazed look in her eyes when she turned to look at him over her shoulder. Soon, and very soon.....

He moved down to massage her well-toned legs. As he did, a little spot of glittering wetness caught his eye. Tiny droplets of moisture were beginning to form on the edges of Bella's womanhood. Gently, the way he might collect dew from the petals of a rose, he let his fingers spread it across the lips of her pussy.

“Mmm, you're such a teeeease,” she groaned, inching herself down to press against his hand. It took Zayne a moment to realize that she had not, in fact, moved. He observed her carefully. It was just possible to see the bottoms of her feet sliding away from him against the carpet. Yes, there could be no doubt – Bella was growing again.

She watched him, a serene smile painted on her angelic face. “You know, don't you?” Zayne replied by letting his index finger slowly glide into her sopping wet pussy. Her moan dropped an octave lower, her hands balled up into fists. A second finger entered her, and then a third. She thrust her hips in time with his motions, her voice a constant animal howl.

Abruptly, Zayne pulled out of her, and gave her a little tap on the side. “Over,” he commanded. Without the slightest objection to being ordered around by her much smaller boyfriend she obeyed, rolling over onto her back. Bella was panting, her face beat red, and her enormous breasts heaved with each indrawn breath. With each passing second she was getting bigger, and as she did, his task of pleasing her became even more Herculean. No time to sit around admiring his girlfriend – he had work to do.

Zayne crawled forward, grabbing two more vials as he did, and forcefully planted his lips against hers. She pulled him onto her chest, wrapping her arms around him, and kissed him back savagely. It felt amazing to lie on her this way, sharing their warmth, so much of their naked flesh in close contact. Bella was soft, yet firm, and her bosom supported his weight so perfectly. Through their kiss, he could still feel her body growing ever-larger beneath him. But, he decided, not nearly fast enough.

Zayne removed the top of one of the bottles, and poured it into the space between their bodies. Getting a grip on her shoulders, he began to alternately pull himself forward and push himself back down, using his girlfriend as a human Slip and Slide. With his arms fully extended he could feel the base of his cock meet the warm folds of her pussy. And when he dragged himself up again, rolling his chest and stomach over her sensitive breasts, she would kiss him as a reward for his efforts. As more and more of the drug was absorbed into her skin Bella's movements grew increasingly frantic, and each time he lowered himself he found that he didn't make it quite as far down as before.

With one last push he let go, propelling himself down her body to land between her legs, where Bella's womanhood lay waiting for him. Using the palm of his hand, he curled back the little flap of skin protecting her clitoris. Zayne leaned forward, nudging it with the tip of his finger. Bella sighed, and spread her legs further apart.

With one of his hands busy stroking her, he pulled open the second bottle of serum with his teeth. He tipped it, as slowly as possible, until one tiny drop fell out onto her exposed clit. The reaction was instantaneous – her body expanded, faster than Zayne had ever seen before. Panicked, he rolled back onto his heels, and without thinking let go of the bottle. Its contents spilled out onto her pelvis, and came trickling down into the folds of her pussy. Bella crowed, surging larger, and in the space of a few seconds shot up nearly a foot in height. Zayne had to scurry out of the way or be trapped beneath her girth. Moments later, he found himself safe, but pressed far more firmly against her crotch than he had ever planned to be.

There were worse things than having to revise your plans.

Zayne took stock of the situation. Bella was humongous, with legs that were each as big around as his entire torso. Ten minutes earlier, he would have said that it was physically impossible for her to become any more attractive than she already had been. He would have been wrong. Bella's hips curved out like the foothills at the base of some great mountain range, collapsing back into a waist that was incredibly, and alluringly narrow compared to the rest of her body. Her breasts were easily the size of beach balls. They were undoubtably heavy, and yet she seemed able to suspend them, weightless, perhaps through sheer force of will. There was not a single square inch of her body that could be described as anything less than perfect.

But best of all was her face. Its features hadn't changed in the slightest, from four foot nine to now close to ten feet tall. She still had the same sharp jawline, cute little ears and upturned nose. And most importantly, the same sparkle to her eyes. It was the same face that had first ensnared him, on that day that now seemed so long ago. And it was the face that, even if he never saw her again after tonight, he would remember for the rest of his life.

As he watched, an expression of impetuousness came over that face. “You're making me wait again,” said prodded him, her voice rumbling like thunder. “Don't.” Zayne saw in her eyes the purest essence of lust, combined with a depth of desire that took his breath away. He considered briefly how she must be feeling right now. What must it be like, to be so huge, so powerful? And, he remembered, to have such an unreasonably potent aphrodisiac coursing through your veins. In that condition, any further delay of her gratification was nothing less than sheer torture.

He leaned forward, and without hesitation sank two fingers inside her. She let out a deep, guttural moan, her face twisting in beautiful agony. With each thrust Bella's juices were spilling out of her in thick rivulets, a deluge of sweet-smelling perfume running down her thighs. Her scent was starting to get to him again – it was just so...so.... As in his dream, he found only one word that could possibly describe it – delicious! He told her so.

“Really? Delicious?” she said mischievously, pursing her lips. “Well then, you wouldn't mind having a taste....” Bella reached out, her hand gripping the back of his head, and pulled him face down into her soaking pussy. Zayne choked, surprised, but quickly recovered. Her fragrance was like some incredible drug, and the more of it he inhaled, the more he was overcome by the feeling that he could do no wrong. He started to eat her out with wild abandon, licking her slit from top to bottom and trying his best to swallow every drop.

His nose brushed against some sort of large protrusion, and it took him a moment to realize that it was her clitoris. The little bulb had suffered a direct hit when he had poured the drug on her, and this had apparently caused it to balloon up to three times its previous size. It was now roughly the size of an over-ripened grape, and as he watched, he could see it twitch in time with her pulse. Smirking, he wrapped his lips around it and began to hum as hard as he could.

Bella wailed at the top of her lungs, and came. In the midst of her climax Zayne slipped his entire hand inside her pussy, feeling her spasm against him, and pressed his fingertips hard into her g-spot. This sent her spiraling helplessly into yet another shrieking orgasm. Again and again she came, a torrent of juices spraying from her as Zayne hung on for dear life.

Several long minutes later, Bella at last started to calm down. She lay recumbent on the floor, still gasping for air while sweat dripped from her face. Zayne stood, wiping her from his chin, and looked to see what time it was.

Almost five in the morning. How much longer until Palladian began their investigation? A few precious hours – and very shortly thereafter they would know his girlfriend was the culprit. Certainly, he would have to be the one to go in tomorrow and explain the situation to them – Bella couldn't go outside in this condition. He wondered what their reaction would be...disbelief? Rage? Who could say?

There was a sudden rustling behind him, and Zayne turned to see Bella picking up his backpack. Before he could stop her she had upended it, and the dozen or so remaining vials tumbled out onto her stomach. Grinning at him insanely, she brought her fist down and shattered each container in quick succession. The material splashed out onto her, disappearing a moment later as it was absorbed into her body. She casually brushed the shards of broken glass away, none of them able to penetrate her thick skin, and turned to look at him. “And that should be the end of THAT,” she told him, a self-satisfied expression on her face. “Now, there was something else I needed to take care of...what was it?

Moving faster than he would have thought her capable of, Bella darted forward and grabbed him under the armpits. “Ah yes, my Zayne-y,” she growled. “How could I ever have forgotten?” As if he didn't weigh anything at all, she picked him up off the ground. Licking her lips hungrily, she raised him until his manhood was inches from her face. “Hey you, remember me?” she whispered sensually. “You were very rude to me earlier, weren't you? I told you that, one way or another, I was going to eat every little bit of you. Well guess what? Now I'm bigger, and stronger, and you're MINE.” She drew him closer and, opening wide, took his length into her mouth.

For a moment she simply held him there, letting her hot saliva dribble all over his cock. Shifting her grip on him, she placed one of her gigantic hands on his back, while the other came down to support his butt. This was far more comfortable, and Zayne lay back, relaxing in her arms. With the faintest motion of her wrists she began to thrust him in and out of her, slowly devouring him from tip to base. At her new size Bella had no problem handling his entire length. The feeling of her soft lips sliding against his member was absolute euphoria, and when she brought her tongue into play he thought he would lose it right there. Summoning up all of his self-control he clenched his eyes shut and grabbed hold of her hair to steady himself.

In the midst of this rapture, he realized that Bella was growing again. It hadn't taken long at all for the final, climactic dose of serum to have its effects on her. Zayne could feel her fingers stretching out along his back, could hear the floorboards creek beneath them in protest as she expanded. Even from a sitting position, it seemed to him that the room was rapidly becoming far too small to contain her. And her growth only seemed to be accelerating!

Bella was loving every second of it. With every inch of height she seemed to become more amorous, more dedicated to squeezing every possible ounce of pleasure from him. Zayne's voice came out as hoarse moan, his vision was getting blurry. She was moving faster, taking him in deeper, and deeper. It was too much – he was going to pass out again. Suddenly, Bella pressed him tight against her, and swallowed both his dick and balls down her throat. For an instant the dark room appeared to explode with a brilliant, orange light, as if someone had ignited a thousand flickering candles. Screeching her name, the most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced racked his body. Through it all Bella was there, cradling him as she softly cooed to him.

When it had finally passed, she spread herself out on the floor and rested him on her chest. He lay there, quiescent, while a few aftershocks continued to shoot through his body. She wrapped her arms around him, and he curled himself up into a ball, like a happy little kitten. What they had just experienced, the peaks of sexual nirvana they had given to each other, could not be denied. But to Zayne, nothing could ever compare to this moment. Bella had satisfied his every desire – mind, body, and soul. And without her having to tell him so, he knew that he had done the same for her.

From far off in this distance there came a noise, intruding on their serenity. Zayne tried to will it away. The noise was a high-pitched, repetitive whine, and it seemed to be getting louder. Surely the universe could not be so cruel. He closed his eyes, ignoring it as best he could, but the sound was closer now. And then, confirming his worst fears, red and blue lights began to filter in through the living room curtains.

Neither of them spoke. This was definitely not part of their plan.

Bella hugged him, and turning over, he hugged her back as best as he could. They looked at each other sadly. Silent words seemed to pass between them, almost a form of telepathy. Crawling up to her face, he gave the love of his life one last kiss, and then rolled off her gargantuan form. He was retrieving his pants when they started banging on the door. Zayne covered himself, and solemnly answered it.


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