A Growing Flower (new slow growth story)

[BlazingBarrager]

Awesome.

[Silver Spoon]

Here's chapter 2. As usual, any comments or suggestions are welcome. I plan on making it only around 10-12 chapter long, so any ideas you have now might show up later. Enjoy!

Chapter 2: Big Girl, Big Stuff

The next few days saw a lot of changes in Hana's life. For the first time in years she actually had to go clothes shopping, no longer have to wear hand-me-downs from her mother and older (and sometimes even younger) cousins. She also had to buy a bra for the first time in her life, which turned out to be a more annoying experience than she thought. She also found herself with a larger bed and sheets. And all through it her parents radiated with happiness.

"I never thought this day would come!" Hana's mother happily sighed as she put another shirt in the shopping cart for her 5'11" daughter to push behind them. "Isn't it nice, Hana?"

"Yep!" she said with a smile, though a faint one.

"Who knows? You may even have another growth spurt!" her mother continued, giggling to herself.

"Like that would ever happen", Hana assured her mother, noticing something feeling off about her clothes. Granted, it was her mother's biggest shirt, but it somehow felt even smaller than before. Her pants felt tighter as well.

"Honey, what's wrong?" her mother asked her.

"I think I grew again!" Hana said with a nervous look on the face, looking like she was going to cry.

"Then try these on first and tell me if they fit", Hana's mother told her daughter as she rushed to the newest dressing room.

Hana looked sick. She had just grown almost 2 feet in one day; she wasn't ready to handle more growth.

"It seemed like it triggered when Mom said something earlier", Hana said to her reflection in the mirror.

A nearby graph on one of the surrounding walls of the dressing room had a height bar. Hana placed her back in front of the wall to measure herself up. She was surprised to find out she had grown another three inches since she came into the store!"

"I'm 6'2" now!" she whimpered. "I just wanted to be a little taller, not the tallest girl in Japan!"

More and more she could see that those cartoons she watched growing up were right: growth isn't always awesome. Especially when you can't fit into any of your clothes.

"What did Mom say that made me bigger?!" Hana yelled at herself, wondering what triggered her growth. "It had to be something! Let's see...'you might even have another growth spurt!'.

And like last time, Hana grew just then again. Now she was 6'4".

"ACK! I'm still growing! What was the word that caused it? Was it have?"

Nope. No response.

"Another?"

That didn't seem to be it, either.

"Growth?"

Surprisingly, that wasn't it.

"Spurt?"

Bingo! Hana was now 6'5"!

"That's what makes me bigger!? But wait! I didn't grow yesterday when I said it! How odd..."

At this point Hana's head almost reached the top of the dressing room. Another few inches and she'd bump her head on it.

"Guess I might as well try on these shirts", she sighed to herself as she struggled to put on the very large shirts, which didn't seem so large anymore...


After Shopping


Shopping took longer than Hana and her mother thought, especially when neither was expecting their daughter to grow another 6 inches in one day!

"Wow, you sure are getting big, dear. And yet, you still look so great", her mother commented as she ran her hands through Hana's long, skinny legs.

"Mom! Stop!" an annoyed Hana said to her mother, feeling uncomfortable at the moment. She was lucky that the store allowed her to walk home in one of her XL t-shirts she had to buy.

"The people at the store said they'll bring over the bed tomorrow. I asked them to make it 8 feet long and 5 feet wide in case you get taller!" Hana's mother told her daughter, giggling a little bit between words.

"Glad to hear it. I guess I'll be sleeping on the couch until then.."


At Dinner

Dinner was usually Hana's favorite time of the day, but not so much anymore. For one, chopsticks were much harder for her to hold; she often found herself snapping them between her fingers. Also, since her family's table was on the ground, Hana had to sit with her legs crossed, which propelled her height to several inches above her parents. And since she was so much bigger now, she had to eat nearly twice as much as she did before.

"Look at her go", commented Hana's father, who had never seen his daughter eat so much in one sitting in his life. "Eat that much and you'll definitely grow again soon."

"Please don't mention 'growth'", Hana sighed as she continued to eat rice with her broken chopsticks.

Just then, though, the front door opened up, revealing Hana's two friends; Chisa and Ryo. She had forgotten that she was hanging out with them tonight!

"Hana-chan! You almost ready?" asked Chisa, who came into the dining room to see a much bigger Hana than she did just yesterday.

"Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed as she walked up closer to her friend. "Hana-chan! You're even taller!"

Chisa lifted her friend's arm up as her way of telling her to stand up. The two then compared their heights, with Chisa having to focus her eyes upward just to see her friend.

"Wow! So this is what it was like for you all these years", said a startled Chisa.

"I g-guess so" Hana sighed as she stood up and put her plate away in the sink.

"Don't worry, we won't stay out late", Ryo informed Hana's parents as the three friends started to walk out the door.

"Have fun, sweetie!" her parents told her as their 6'4" daughter walked out the door with her friends.

I'll be home pretty soon if I grow again the unhappy girl sighed to herself as she walked out the door.


A Few Blocks from Hana's House


"Hana-chan, I heard you joined the art club! Is it true?" Chisa aske her tall friend.

"Yep! They were very surprised. They even called me 'beautiful'.."

"That's great! People are really starting to like you! It's like what you've always wanted."

"I agree", added Ryo. "Now they can see you for the special, gifted artist you are."

"Oh you guys!" Hana said as she hugged both her arms in her arms. When she was 5'11" it felt odd; when she was at 6'4", it was like being hugged by a wrestler. "I already have two people I really like! Right here!"

"Perhaps Ryo-chan might even ask you on a date now", teased Chisa as Ryo turned his head away from both girls. Hana also turned her head away, blushing at the concept of her dating her childhood friend.

"Ryo-kun is my friend. I can't date him", Hana pointed out.

"Why now? We dated for a while", said Chisa.

"If by 'while', you mean 'six weeks', then yes", corrected Ryo.

"We even kissed!" Chisa pointed out to the boy, who turned his face away once again.

"Was it romantic!?" a curious Hana wondered as she lit up in front of Chisa.

"Not really. I bought him some CDs of some of his favorite bands. And it was only a peck, on top of that."

"That's still sweet. I've never even kissed a boy", Hana admitted, blushing once again.

Before the conversation continued, Chisa took out a dime from her pocket and showed it to both of her friends.

"Then how about we play heads or tails?" suggested the bispeckled girl. "If heads, Ryo-chan has to kiss Hana-chan. If tails, you have to kiss him, Hana-chan."

"But we end up kissing either way!" gushed Hana, unprepared for something like this. "No! We're childhood friends!"

"I don't mind", Ryo said. "It sounds fun, actually. I've never kissed a girl taller than me before."

"Then let's begin!" Chisa announced as she flipped the coin in the air.

There was much tension as to what side it was to land on as it flung around in the air. Hana hoped that Ryo would be the one to kiss her (though her friend wants it to be the other way around).

To Be Continued

[wolfman-al]

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Sorry... Coldn?t resist...
AWESOME story so far!

[SdazVarence]

What the Hell?

[wilkem101]

can't wait until the next chapter!

[Silver Spoon]

Originally Posted by SdazVarence

What the Hell?

"Spurt" is the word that makes Hana grow.

Well, for now. I plan to change the word every day in the story.

[BlazingBarrager]

Originally Posted by Silver Spoon

"Spurt" is the word that makes Hana grow.

Well, for now. I plan to change the word every day in the story.

Sweet!

[Silver Spoon]

Chapter 3: The Secret Word of the Day is "Spurt"

Hana, Chisa, and Ryo watched as the coin continued to twirl in the air for another second before falling to the ground. To Hana it felt much longer, though, her heart racing at the thought of kissing her childhood friend Ryo. Until her she never saw him as anything but a friend; would that change if they kissed? They were 18 now..

"Tails!" Chisa announced as she picked up the coin from the ground. "Pucker up, Hana-chan!"

"E-E-Eh...!!" Hana attempted to say, nervously apporaching Ryo and quickly giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"No! No! No!" Chisa yelled, forming her arms into a X. "That's not how you kiss someone!"

"But I'm scared..", whined Hana, unfamiliar with kissing anyone but her parents and other relatives.

"Then close your eyes and move your lips close to his!" Chisa explained as she puckered up her lips next to Ryo, inches away from his own lips. "It's not hard."

"O-O-Okay..I'll try.."

The second attempt turned out to be much better; Hana successfully kissed Ryo. Granted, it was on his forehead, but still..

"Eh! Close enough", Chisa shrugged as the three headed off to the arcade. Tonight was the night you could play four hours of games for the price of one, and they weren't going to miss this opportunity.


At the Arcade

Just like at school, Hana got stares at the arcade as well; one type from guys, and the other in the "Wow, she's tall" category.

On the plus side, being tall made some games that much more fun. One example was a punching game, where you hit a plastic bag as hard as you can with your fist. Hana was able to rank up 730 points out of 1000, as opposed to her usual 300 or so at her original height.

Another advantage when it come to height was when she played Dance Dance Revolution. Although her tall legs made it slightly cumbersome at first, in no time she was getting higher grades and a higher score overall than she ever did before. She even got to play full games without failing a song once, which she had a hard time doing back then. And after she finished playing, she was given claps from some of her onlookers.

Even games she could play even when little, such as Skeeball, seemed much easier now. Her longer arms and taller body made it easier to see where to throw the ball and predict where it lands, which resulted in Hana ranking up quite a bit of points. She even won one free game!

All that came to a halt, though, when Hana overheard some people in the arcade talking about something not too far from her area of hearing. It was of two 12 year-olds; one was a boy with dirty blonde hair who was wearing a black baseball cap, a t-shirt, and jeans. The other was a pink with short, pink hair who was wearing dark blue overalls.

"Hey, Kagome! How are you?" the boy asked the girl who had just recently came up to the arcade to meet him.

"Great! I think I hit my growth spurt recently!"

"Oh really? How big was your spurt?"

"My spurt was about 2 inches or so. I'm now 4'9"!"

"That's great, Kagome! And you were worried you were never going to have a growth spurt."

"Yeah..I guess it was silly of me to think that way."

Hana wished she didn't hear that conversation, because even more than ever people were staring at her. The mentioning of "spurt" three times caused the girl to grow an additional 5 inches, now pushing her height up to 6'10". She was now taller than almost every machine in the arcade. Her shirt looked it like shrunk in front of her eyes, revealing her bellybutton. Her shirt felt even tighter as her breasts had grown to an E cup, poking her bra meant for a C cup. Her shorts barely covered up her butt, and her toes felt extremely uncomfortable next to her now small sandals.

I got to get out of here! Hana said to herself as she ran out of the arcade.

One advantage Hana found with being taller was that her longer legs allowed her to run faster (even if it hurt her feet to walk on cement and concrete). Her friends followed her when they noticed her bolting out of the arcade, interrupting their current games to go after here.

Hana finally stopped at a nearby bench 7 blocks down from the arcade. She did this for two reasons; she was tired, and she noticed her friends and stopped for them. Her friends soon showed up a few moments later.

"Hana, what happened?" Ryo asked, sitting down next to his friend. Hana scooted over to make room for both her friends to sit on the bench with her.

"Well...I found out there's a word that triggers my growth", Hana explained with a drooping face.

"And what's that?" a concerned Chisa wondered.

"Let's just say it's a certain word that rhymes with 'hurt'", said Hana, her sad face focusing away from her friends.

"Dirt? Bert? Shirt? Skirt? Spurt?" Chisa asked.

"No! Don't say that last word!!"

"What? Spurt?"

"Yes! Don't say it!!" Hana cried, now 7'2" in height. "It makes me grow bigger!"

"How big are we talking?" Ryo asked as Hana stood up to reveal her size to her friends.

"I'm now over 7 feet tall", Hana sighed as she cried some more. "You must think I'm a freak!"

"No we don't!" Chisa stated. "You're still Hana-chan! You're just very, very tall, is all."

"Yeah. We're your friends, Hana. We'll stand by you even if you become 100 feet tall (which you might)."

"Ryo-chan!" Chisa fumed as she hit the boy's foot with her own. "Don't say that!"

"I'm going back home", Hana said to her friends with a drooped head. "I'll see you guys tomorrow..if I can fit through my front door."

"Tomorrow will be better! I promise!" Chisa said to her friend, hoping to cheer her up.

I hope you're right, Chisa Hana sighed as she headed back home in a slow pace.

To Be Continued

[DrJelly]

Yes! Just YES!
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[wilkem101]

more, plz, MORE!

[Silver Spoon]

Chapter 4: Big Girl at 1-8

Waking up from the living room couch the next morning, Hana was awoken by her mother to eat breakfast and get ready for school. As the girl yawned and stretched her body, she knocked down the lamp from a nearby table, as well as trip and fall on the blanket she had slept in that fell on the floor earlier that night.

"Ouch!" went Hana.

She then got up from the floor and proceeded to stand up. She then sat down with her family at the table, once again towering over her parents. Even when she sat in a chair she towered over them, even when they stood up.

Like with dinner, breakfast turned out to be an annoying ordeal. It was pancakes, and often Hana found herself biting on the fork as she wolfed down each pancake in one gulp. It took almost 9 of them to satisfy her appetite, as well as 4 glasses of milk to wash it down with.

"Don't forget, Hana; your new bed comes today!" her mother told her before she got up to get dressed for school.

"I know. I'm glad to have a big bed!" Hana chirped as she ran up the stairs. However, she ended up nearly hitting her head on the ceiling before doing so.

Oh no, not again! she said to herself as she bolted to her room, but not before hitting her head on the door first..


At School

Now 7'4", almost three feet taller than she was a couple of days ago, Hana got even more stares at usual from her fellow classmates. Part of this was due to her skirt looking so small you could almost see her panties. Her breasts also bulged out quite a bit from her shirt, giving the guys of the school plenty of eye candy with her F-cup sized breasts.

"Maybe I can start wearing the boys' pants", Hana said to herself as she walked into the school building, again bumping her head before entering.

A few minutes later she arrived at her locker, which she now towered over by almost two feet (before she had to reach out her hands high in the air just to open it). Opening her lock was an annoying ordeal, though, as she had to use her pinky finger to put in the combination needed to open the locker. A few minutes later she finally opened it up, grabbing her books and heading to class. Hana's school books felt surprisingly light now, and some of them looked like fat cards to her now more than books. The sight of this made the tall girl giggle as well, resulting in her first genuine smile in nearly two days.

Next came class, and with its own problems. For one, Hana's butt got stuck in the chair; it took both Chisa and Ryo's combined efforts to get it off of her. Second, it barely supported her weight, which resulted in a lot of squeaking whenever she adjusted herself in the seat. And lastly, there wasn't much room for Hana to write; her hands took up nearly 40% of the desk space alone, and her hands were too big to write efficiently with a pencil or pen. She had to rely on Chisa to copy the notes for her instead.

Computer class featured similar problems; Hana's fingers were too big to hit the keys properly. Often she found herself hitting two keys instead of one, and she had to be extremely gentle with the mouse (she worried she would break it any minute). And like the regular schoolroom chairs, the one in the computer room was too small to support her weight. Hana had to spend the entire class typing on top of the teacher's own big desk, which was the only thing long and heavy enough in the room to support both Hana's weight and her butt size.

When lunch finally came about, Hana decided to eat up on the rooftop, where there was plenty of space to stretch her body. She was joined by her friends Chisa and Ryo, who had brought up their own lunches as well. They also brought up extra food from the cafeteria for their very tall friend to eat as well.

"Hana-chan, are you adjusting to being tall?" Chisa asked her friend, who looked a little worried by her friend's question.

"A little."

"Good. I just to have be careful never to say 'spurt' in front of y..oh crap!!"

"It's okay, Chisa. That word doesn't make me grow anymore."

"Really?"

"Yep. It's now 'big'...oh no!!"

The second the word came out of her mouth, Hana shot up ever bigger. She was 7'7".

"Wow! You're almost a mini-giantess!" Chisa exclaimed, smiling at the big girl.

"Don't say that! I didn't wish to be this big!"

Oops, she did it again! Hana was now 7'9".

"NO!!" she cried as she moved ever closer to the sides of the rooftop.

Hana then looked down below her; she was about 20 or so feet above the ground. Maybe at her height she would survive the jump, but she thought she wouldn't as well.

"Hana, NO!! We can talk about this!! Suicide is not the answer!!" Ryo yelled at his friend as he ran up to her and hugged her.

"Ryo-kun, I'm not going to jump!" Hana clarified to her friends. "I was wondering if I should grow and go off the top of the roof instead of go back inside the school and cause a ruckus due to my height!"

"Ooooohhhhh", said Chisa, feeling very relieved. "Oh thank goodness. I was worried for a minute."

Chisa then gave her friend a hug as well, being very worried moments ago for her friend's life.

"I can't go back inside now. I'm too big", Hana explained. "So I'm going to become bigger and bigger until I jump off the rooftop. I'm not big enough now to do so, but maybe if I say it enough time I will be."

The now 8'2" Hana then took a deep breath as she proceeded to spew out an extended usage of the word "big".

"Big! Big! Big! Big! Big! Big! Big! Big! Big! Big!"

10 utterances of the word big! Oddly enough, that's exactly how big Hana grew to; 10 feet exactly.

"Hmm, I'm not big enough!" she moaned, now 10'2". Her school clothes barely held up at this point, and her shoes were long past the point of fitting her feet.

"H-H-Hana-chan..", Chisa whimpered as she saw her once short friend now at the size of a mini-giantess. Both she and Ryo could only watch as Hana continued to say "big" aloud several more times until she was now 12 feet tall.

Now over half the height of the school itself, Hana slowly placed her legs near the edge of the rooftop and jumped off, landing safely on her feet on the ground below. She also caused a small earthquake as she did so, which shook the entire school.

"Hana, you're huge!" Ryo gulped as she saw her gigantic face looking at his as she grabbed both of her friend in her arms.

"I can't stay here!" Hana told them as she gently placed them on the ground. "I have to talk to my parents about the hot spring that caused this!"

"Hot spring?" Ryo and Chisa both asked in unison.

"Yes. I think this might have something to do with it.."

Hana then explained to the two about how she and her family visited a hot springs resort a few days before she started her final year of high school. She told them that its relaxing waters might have caused her to grow.

"But if your parents joined you, how come they didn't grow?" asked Ryo.

"Maybe they didn't wish as far for it", Chisa answered. "Come to think of it, Hana-chan, I've never seen your parents once complain about their height. Perhaps since you had that problem for 18 years, your wish to became taller came true?"

"That might be it", Hana agreed. "I can't think of anything else.."

"Stay here, Hana-chan! I have to talk to our teachers about this!" Chisa said to her friend as she ran back into the school, hoping that her friend turning into a mini-giantess would allow the three of them to leave school early.

There was a long pause of silence between Hana and Ryo. Her tattered school uniform barely covering up her breasts and privates, the worried giantess slowly sat down on the ground, hoping to see her friend more eye-to-eye.

"Ryo-kun...thank you for supporting me."

"No biggie. We'll get you back to normal size in no time!"

"NO!"

Hana's earlier sad expression turned to that of an angry one as she pouted in front of Ryo.

"What do you mean, 'NO!'?!" he asked, annoyed by Hana's childish attitude.

"I don't want to be a giant, but I also don't want to go to being the size of a first grader! I'd rather be a giant than a midget!"

"That's not what midgets ar...oh never mind."

The air continued to be awkward between the two after that exchange, even when Chisa came back with news that they all had permission to leave school early.

To Be Continued

[BlazingBarrager]

Heh heh, Hana is starting to see it.