A dinnertime accident

[grtcaligal]

I figured I should commemorate 10K on DA somehow

http://grtcaligal.deviantart.com/#/d57zi62

A dinnertime accident
by ~grtcaligal

It was bound to happen sooner or later. You use your kitchen as a makeshift lab and something is going to go wrong.

I guess I should explain. After a few ... experiences with, well, unintentionally wrecking homes with my size, I had to find something a little more modest. The insurance company wasn't buying that every home I'd been in was subject to some kind of horrible accident. Since I couldn't actually tell them what had happened because 1) They wouldn't cover it and 2) I'd probably become some kind of lab rat for the rest of my life, I had to find a small studio to continue my experiments in. Since it was a small apartment, I had to use the kitchen to prepare everything and then drive 15 miles to a park nobody goes to at night for testing.

But on the bright side, I had to get a day job, which allowed me to actually get out and talk to people. I'd been so wrapped up in my own work that I forgot what it was like just to talk to people about nothing. Even managed to make a new friend. Her name is Susan. She's a bit of a wallflower. Nothing really stands out about her and she doesn't try to make it stand out. She covers herself up with long sleeves and long skirts. We got to talking so much that she wanted to drop by for dinner.

The night before, I scrubbed everything down and made sure to hide everything. All the beakers, all the bunsen burners, all the chemicals, everything. I finally made a freaking friend, now's not the time to blow it by saying "Hey I come up with all sorts of crazy formulas and I've destroyed houses with my work."

The funny thing is I barely remember what we had for dinner that night. All I know is she needed a spoon and went to the kitchen to get it herself. We had a great time, we ate, we laughed, we laughed, we drank, it was great. We said goodnight and she made her way downstairs. Then she came back up in a hurry saying she didn't feel well enough to drive. I cleared her a spot on the couch and went to get her some water when she yelped.

I ran back and the first thing I noticed was her cleavage. On a woman who wore something very not-revealing that night. And never wears anything that looked as tight as her top was at that moment. Or the moment after that. And certainly not the next moment when her sweater button popped across the room.

"Oh my god what is wrong with me?" she said, trying hard to breathe.

Oh shit, that wasn't one of my dining spoons. That was one of my mixing spoons. I must have missed that one in the cleaning.

"Just breathe, I'm sure you'll be..."

"I am breathing! It's just really hard when OOOOWWWWWWWW"

"What's wrong?" I asked like I had no idea what was going on.

"I...I think my boobs are getting bigger? No, it must just be this stupid bra getting caught."

Right, just a bra, I thought. That explains the button. It was then that I noticed her ankle starting to show, then her calf. Then the realization that she might not be able to fit in this apartment much longer with my luck.

"Come on, we need to get you out of here."

"To a hospital."

"Yeahhhh, sure a hospital."

I got my stuff together and we ran down the stairs to my car. She kept getting ahead of me in her ill-fitting clothes?one of the advantages to growing a foot or so taller. I had her lie down in the back seat as I drove.

She noticed the city lights disappearing and the stars coming out in the sky, "Are you lost? Where's the hospital."

"Listen," I said, "I gotta be honest with you. See, I do a little lab work on the side and I guess I must have missed something."

"Have I been poisoned?" she asked shocked.

"No."

"What's going on?"

"Listen it's just temporary..."

"What's just temporary?" she asked, getting furious with my non answers.

"Calm down, you're going to be...."

"Calm down? I look like a freak! My tits don't fit in my sweater anymore, my sleeves and my skirt are much higher than I'd like them to be. I'm going to need new clothes and"

"Like I said, temporary"

"Would you shut the fuck up?" she said. It was then that the car groaned and I looked in the rearview mirror to see Susan's giant hand reaching out to slap me. Then things went dark.

I woke up to the sound of a loud set of wings flapping next to me. I could have sworn it was a bat, but it was just too big to be one. As I watched it fly off, a hand far more massive than the one that slapped me reached down to pick me up.

"If I struggle, she might smash me on accident" I said.

The 50-foot visage of Susan was something to behold. Her hair was once around her shoulders, but now covered her round, perky butt. Her breasts were no longer the goofy outsized proportion they once were, but seemed to match her body much more naturally?though still enormous. A small droplet glistened on the nipple of the left breast.

"Oh good, you're awake. Sorry about the accident and all. I guess I just went a little crazy."

"It's OK."

"I saw ya noticed my little friend there. He landed on my nipple and started tickling me and well, that happened. So I got thinking and dug this wonderful little pool for you to swim in. Think of it as payback for making me look like this kind of a freak."

"No, you can't" I pleaded.

"Oh I'm sure you'll be fine." she said as she dropped me from a couple of feet above the pool.

I tried to tell her it wasn't a good idea. After all, I've learned that even when the growth and changes stop, I have to let things cycle out of my body before trying something else. Because well...

The second I hit the milky pool, I gasped and drank in a mouthful. Not good. I tried to warn her. My legs swelled first, bursting though the legs of my pants with ease. Because of the high concentration of chemicals in her milk?an interesting effect I'll have to study more?the change wasn't as gradual as usual. My toes fused together and my feet hardened. My breasts were next, rocketing out of the prison of my shirt in record time. The rest of my pants succumbed to my rapidly swelling udder. Horns began protruding from the side of my head. Then my body began to grow. And grow. And grow.

I could hear her shriek as I emerged from my milky bath looking more bovine than I had before.

10 feet, 20 feet, 30 feet, 40 feet.

Eventually I settled a full 10 feet taller than Susan. She gazed up in wonder at what had just happened and was stunned.

"See, I was working with this cow stuff the other night and..."

Already bored of my story a sentence in, she grabbed one of my nipples and began sucking hard. Like "Oh shit, it's going to come off" hard. Unlike my hypothesis though, she remained fully human and didn't grow an inch taller. The milk seemed to all settle in her rapidly expanding breasts.

Taking a moment to pull away and look at herself she said "Guess I'm calling in sick tomorrow."

[wilkem101]

haha,
I like it.