Story: The Worst That Could Happen

[CandyKing]

Pretty good read so far, quite interested to see what comes next!

[Jaran]

AUGH, you are SO good at cutting it off RIGHT when my interest is at its peak. Keep it going, it's looking great.

[Wussy]

I really like these last couple of installments. This "game", although clearly weighed heavily in her favor, is very playful and fun, and I like what you're doing with it.

However,

Originally Posted by pseudoclever

Chapter 6
My nearly seven foot girlfriend glared down at me, almost daring me to disagree.

Originally Posted by pseudoclever

Chapter 7
By now she was closing in on seven and a half feet tall.

This has been an awful lot of build-up over 6 inches. It's good build-up, but still...

(I have the feeling that's going to change very soon...)

[pseudoclever]

Yeah, I've been slow-rolling the growth thus far. <nerd voice> Although I BELIEVE her height went from approximately 6'10" to 7'6" in this chapter. That is EIGHT inches, not six. </nerd>

Next chapter in another hour or two.

[pseudoclever]

Chapter 8

?What? What's that noise, what's happening?? I asked, feeling my stomach rise into my throat.

Candice held up one large hand, motioning me to silence. ?Stop. Stop talking, and just listen to me. Something is going to be here soon. When it shows up, you have to do exactly what I tell you. Don't ask questions, don't argue. It is vitally important that you give me your complete trust right now. Can you do that??

?SOMETHING is coming? I....?

?There's just no time for this. I need an answer.?

I took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. ?Can I trust you? Well duh, that part is easy. It's just...I have no idea what the hell is going on here. But I promise you this: whatever happens, we're in it together. No matter what.?

She flashed me a broad smile, and all but the faintest hint of worry drained from her eyes. We embraced, her gigantic frame completely enveloping mine. The rushing sound continued to build around us, but still we held each other. Her body was warm, and familiar despite its size. As the strange noise reached a crescendo, she released me at last. ?You might want to stand back,? she said cryptically. I obeyed.

The air between us shimmered, and I saw a cloud of energy gathering in front of Candice. The cloud swirled, picking up speed, and something that I might call an animal began to congeal out of it. I've thought on this long and hard, and there is simply no way that I can adequately explain what this thing looked like. Imagine a cross between a trilobite fossil and an alien, specifically the kind of alien that is sometimes called a Grey, with the big oval head and black almond-shaped eyes. Imagine also that it is composed entirely of wispy fog, with little specks of glitter floating around inside its semitransparent body. It's alive, or something very much like alive, and it's aware of you. You see it clearly enough, and you might trick yourself into believing that what you're looking at is real. Yet you also get the sense that this is not its true nature. But by far the strongest impression you get is of the terrible, terrible anger it is emitting. And, without knowing how you know, you can tell that the target of all this anger is none other than your oversized girlfriend.

?Whatever you do, don't let it know you're afraid,? she whispered. Candice smiled at the thing placidly, seeming perfectly at ease. ?We can use it, or it will use us; those are our only options. Now, while it's focused on me, walk over here and hold my hand. Slowly.? I did, trying my best to ignore the inter-dimensional horror floating only inches away from her face.

?This thing is...well, it's complicated. Let's just say that it's the physical form of the power I was using earlier, free of any of the restrictions I put on it. Right now, it wants me. It wants to feed off my body the same way I was feeding off its energy. We have to dissipate it, use it up. The only problem is, it isn't going to take orders from me anymore. But if we're really lucky, we might be able to trick it. And I'm sorry to tell you this, but you're the only one here who can do it.?

Much to my credit, I gave no outward sign of the cold terror that her words instilled in me. ?Okay,? I said, my voice barely cracking at all. ?Tell me how.?

I think she knew what must have been running through my head just then, and she squeezed my hand reassuringly. ?Close your eyes, Seth. Think of something, the thing you want more than anything else in the world. Feel your desire for it, feel how badly you want it. In your mind, reach out to the creature, and use it to get what you want. Don't ask it, don't order it ? use it. Like a hammer, or an axe. When it's in its raw form like this, there are almost no limits to what it can give you. Fame, fortune, powers beyond your wildest dreams. But whatever you do, do it now. I don't know how much longer I can hold it off.?

I nodded, and through sheer force of will managed to quiet my pounding heart. It seemed I had a decision to make ? and what a decision! Probably every person who has lived in the last two millennia has thought about this: the Aladdin scenario. To be able to wish for anything you want ? it's almost a primal fantasy. People think it through, they plan it carefully, knowing full well that in any rational universe there is no chance whatsoever that they will ever have the opportunity to make that one, perfect wish. I am no exception ? in fact, I've probably spent more time at it than most.

And yet, at this most impossible and wonderful moment, the only thing I could think about was everything that could go wrong. A wish for wealth brings only the fear that it will be taken away; a wish for fame the loss of privacy and of any semblance of a normal life. I could try to bring about world peace, to right the wrongs of the world. But I am realistic enough to know that if I started making broad, sweeping changes to a complex system that I can't even begin to understand, that I could only bring ruin to that which I'd hoped to save.

I froze, locked in indecision. And all the while I could hear the creature's horrid breathing, could feel the cold sweat gathering on my girlfriend's outsized palm. I looked up into her eyes, the top of her head stretching almost two feet above my own. It seemed as though hours had passed since her last growth spurt ? or maybe more like it had happened in a different lifetime. I remembered how elated and carefree I had felt watching her grow, and how strangely erotic the whole process had been. It was strange to think that I had been thrust into the position of protecting someone so large, who looked perfectly capable of defending herself. But what was size against a threat like the one the creature posed? How big would she have to be to stand any chance?

I don't think I actually SAID the word 'Eureka' at that point, but I damn sure felt it.


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That's all until Sunday, and then the story will conclude on Monday. Hope you've been enjoying it thus far.

[gammera1976]

Oh boy. looks like Candice's gonna get a LOT bigger soon...

[pseudoclever]

Chapter 9

The whole procedure that my girlfriend had described ? picturing what I wanted, reaching out to the creature, using it as a tool ? this turned out to be incredibly easy. Maybe it was my excitement at finally having figured out what I wanted, or perhaps it was the strength of my desire to see Candice grow again. It wasn't like I had a plan or anything. I simply closed my eyes and thought about my girlfriend towering over me, outgrowing everything, becoming huge beyond anything the world had ever seen. At first there was a slight resistance, something that felt like having a word right on the tip of your tongue, but not being able to say it. But I forced my way past this with ease ? the word was 'bigger,' and I shouted it as loud as I could within the vaults of my mind.

Candice gave a little yelp of alarm, and I felt her hand swell ever so slightly larger against mine. ?Seth, what're you doing?? she hissed. I couldn't answer ? I didn't dare let my concentration slip for even an instant. Instead I focused all of my attention on expanding the mental image of her that I had conjured up in my head. It was somewhat surprising to find that my brain did this using what I can only describe as a psychic version of MS Paint. I let my awareness encircle her, grabbed ahold of the thin dotted line that surrounded her entire being, and slowly, inexorably, pulled outward.

My girlfriend let out a loud groan of satisfaction, and I felt her arm rise skyward as she grew. Curiosity overcoming my better judgement, I cracked one eye open to peer at her. She looked to be at least two inches taller now ? two inches that made her appear even more magnificent, even more beautiful. Encouraged, I focused harder on her image. The growth accelerated, her body surging larger at a frightening rate. ?Seth...oh Seth,? she whispered. ?Thank you baby, I love it. This feels amazing.? A moment later her head impacted the eight foot ceiling, sending a cascade of soft plaster tumbling down to the floor. She dropped to her knees, giggling, and brushed the white material from her hair.

The creature, meanwhile, seemed to be watching Candice as well. It waved its proboscises in the air intently, reminding me of a funny old man wringing his hands together. It felt like a great deal of malice had drained out of the thing, and now, like me, it was just interested to find out what would happen next. Some of its substance seemed to have evaporated as well, but not nearly enough as far as I was concerned.

I took a deep breath, and once more turned my attention to Candice's expanding body. Her arms stretched wider, her fingers became longer and more tapered. Her legs, always her best feature, were now beyond belief. They were exquisitely toned, and even for a girl as large as she they were long. Had she been standing they would've easily come up to the base of my shoulders. I concentrated my attention on them, watching with a foolish grin as they slipped away from me, her heels dragging along the carpet as she grew. With each passing second Candice was swelling larger, expanding like a gas to fill every empty space in the room.

Rolling onto her hands and knees, she began to crawl toward me. Her body moved with a sensual, almost feline grace. ?Is that really the best you can do?? she breathed, looking me full in the face with her dark almond eyes. There was something desperate, almost pleading behind those eyes. ?Please honey, I want to be bigger. Much, MUCH bigger. Don't tease me anymore.?

I looked at the vast expanse of Candice spread out before me ? the hour-glass curve of her hips, the swell of her ass like the foothills at the base of a mountain range, the tear-drop shape of her basketball-sized breasts. How could I possibly deny this woman something she wanted, something that we BOTH wanted so badly?

?Get ready,? I said through gritted teeth, setting my feet wide to steady myself.

Candice's face broke into a Cheshire cat grin, and she rocked back into a sitting position, sending the whole house rattling. ?That's it Seth. Come on...give me everything you've got.? Her voice was a silky siren's call, and I let it draw out every ounce of my will onto the task at hand.

My girlfriend gasped as the first wave of energy hit her, and a moment later an explosive growth spurt wracked her entire body. She gained nearly a foot of height in the first instant, and I was forced to jump out of the way as she continued to swell larger. ?Oh my God, you have no idea how good this feels!? she moaned. ?More, please more!?

It was then that I was stuck by a fit of mischievous inspiration. Although Candice said that growing was pleasurable, I secretly suspected that what she really loved was the IDEA of getting bigger. They say that power is the ultimate aphrodisiac after all, but that didn't seem like quite enough to satisfy her at this point. If she was going to get off on growing, I wanted to make sure she REALLY got off.

Still concentrating on her expanding body, I shifted my focus to a specific region: between her legs. I imagined a rushing torrent, a fire burning out of control. And above all, the all-consuming need to be touched. This, by far, was the easiest thing I had yet to attempt with my borrowed powers. All I really had to do was think about how excited watching her grow was making me, and project those feelings back onto her.

Her eyes flashed, her mouth formed a surprised 'o' shape. And then, like a woman possessed, she began to stroke herself with wild abandon. Her fingers sank deep into her sopping wet pussy, one hand fiercely groping at her bosom. Candice howled at the top of her lungs in exaltation. My God, the smell of her! All the while she was still getting bigger. And with every inch, with each little millimeter of height she gained, her arousal seemed to grow in stride.

Candice thrashed about in the throes of passion, and without even realizing it one powerful arm, as long and as big around as my entire body, punched a gaping hole in the wall right next to where I'd been standing. I instinctively dove away, coming to rest on the floor beneath the shadow of my still-swelling girlfriend. There was the briefest moment of pure awe as I looked up at the fifteen-foot Aphrodite I had helped create. And then I rolled away before I was crushed under the colossal bulk of her expanding form.

It was then that it dawned on me ? this wasn't funny anymore. Her body now spanned the length of the entire room, blocking off any possible exit. She looked to be growing faster than ever now, pulsing nearly a foot larger each second. Candice was completely oblivious to the peril I was in, her eyes rolled back in her head, her mind occupied only with the boundless stream of pleasure I had inflicted upon her. And the space between me and the wall at my back was shrinking rapidly. Fighting down a wave of sick dread, I tried to think of some way to escape from my gargantuan girlfriend.

[gammera1976]

Be careful what you wish for...

[tsokei]

Awesome! Loved the intensity in this chapter and the intriguing elements.

[pseudoclever]

Chapter 10

I closed my eyes, and tried to picture Candice's growth slowing down, gradually coming to a stop. But somehow this just didn't feel right – like attempting to hammer a nail with a toothbrush. I tried again, more forcefully this time, but got the same result. It was getting harder and harder not to lose myself to panic – why wasn't this working?

Above the sound of splintering plywood and cries of ecstasy, I heard another noise. It was rasping and hollow, and it chilled me to my core. Laughter. The creature was laughing at me. Its form was wispy and insubstantial, like heat rising off blacktop on a hot summer day, but there was no question that it was still very real. Was this its final revenge – a withdraw of support at this most critical moment? Was it trying to doom me with my own desire?

In a rare flash of insight, I understood. No, the creature was not doing this to me – I was doing it to myself. Some part of me still wanted Candice to keep growing, even if it threatened my life. Watching her get bigger satisfied some deep, primal urge in me, and any attempt I made to stop it was met with resistance not from without, but from within.

Only seconds left now. Three tons of girl-flesh barreling at me, expanding in every direction to seal my fate. “Candice!” I screamed. She ignored me, too far gone to listen. I screamed again, summoning my will, my voice augmented by every last drop of my desire to live. “CANDICE! DO SOMETHING!”

At once her eyes snapped open. She looked down at me, her expression dazed. “Seth...what...?” Candice blinked once, twice, and then her face lit with understanding. “You're...oh my God! We've got to get you out of here!” She reached down, her arms surging longer even as she moved toward me. My girlfriend lifted me easily, as if I weighed nothing at all, and cradled me protectively against her bosom. Her body was hot and fragrant, and even in this moment of crisis I was struck by how wonderful it was to feel her body surrounding me.

“Hang on!” she cried in a voice like a thunderclap. She lurched forward, and my stomach dropped into my toes with the sudden acceleration. There was a sound that might have been the apocalypse – tearing of brick from mortar. The shattering of glass. And then, the smell of silica and sawdust.

Daylight. Candice was putting me down in the soft grass. I sat there, my head swimming, trying not to vomit. After a long moment I wiped a streak of dust away from my eyes, and surveyed the scene around me.

The entire western wall of our house was utterly destroyed. A hole, the size of a Mack truck and roughly Candice-shaped, stood in its side. The backyard was littered with debris, and a huge cloud of pulverized wood and stone was rising into the afternoon sky.

“I wonder if our insurance is going to cover this,” I muttered wryly.

My girlfriend chuckled. I turned to look at her, and almost passed out from the vertigo. It hurt my brain just to look at her – how could a human being possibly be so large? Resting on her knees as she was, her face filled my entire field of vision. Donning her now-famous condescending smirk she gradually stood up to her full height, like a monster rising out of the ocean. She was easily twenty feet tall, her torso thicker than a tree trunk, her breasts as big and round as a pair of beach balls. Striking a pose that might've been fatal to someone with a weak heart condition, she looked down at me.

“Seth, tell me the truth: do you think I'm fat?”

“I think, for someone of your stature, a better word is 'majestic.'”

She grinned evilly. “You...are you gonna get REALLY lucky little man. Too bad you're gonna need a ladder to get any pussy from now on.”

“Very funny.”

By this time the creature had joined us outside, its form so weak that it was almost invisible. The thing appeared to be resigned to its fate, ready to be relieved of the burden of existence. “What do you want to do about this guy?” I asked, gesturing toward it.

“Second verse, same as the first,” she answered, pointing one gigantic finger skyward.

“Really? You actually want to be BIGGER? STILL?”

“Why stop now when we're having so much fun?” she laughed. “In all honesty babe, you can get rid of it any way you want. But let me ask you...can you think of anything you'd rather have than more of ME?”

It was a rhetorical question. Nodding, I clenched my fists in concentration, and watched as Candice began to inch upward again. She let out a deep moan of pleasure, looking on as the world shrank around her. I pushed harder...if we were really going through with this, then I wanted her to be impossibly huge. Thirty feet tall – no, fifty! Her feet sank into the soil with her increasing weight, her head crested the roof of our house....

There was a sudden popping noise, and Candice was gone. I had time for the briefest moment of confusion, and then I heard a scream. It was a decidedly high-pitched, girly scream, and it was coming from high above me. I glanced up, and before I was even aware of what I was doing I rushed forward to catch my girlfriend as she hurtled toward the ground. The force of her impact was enough to send me spinning into the dirt, but then I was sitting, with what seemed like an impossibly tiny Candice cradled in my arms.

“What...what happened?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Mini-Candice – or actually, I realized, normal-sized Candice – shrugged. “This must be what happens when you use up the last of the energy. It...ahh...wore off...I guess?” She rolled to her feet, trying to scrape some of the muck from her naked body. “Yeah look, here's your proof,” she said, pinching a lock of her hair. It was perfectly white, the whitest white I had ever seen.

“Game over then?” I asked, pushing myself up off the ground. “Everything's back to normal?”

“Well....” she said, pointing toward the house. As she did, a few more bricks tumbled down from the arch her sudden exit had created. “Not everything.”

I sighed mournfully. “Alright. You wait here. I'm going to go get the phone book, and call a construction company. Or the police. Maybe my parents. Or...God, I don't even know.”

“Actually, I've got a better idea,” she said, licking her lips thoughtfully. Before I could reply she was running back into the house, vaulting like a gazelle over the piles of concrete and broken glass. Not knowing what else to do, I followed.

She was in the kitchen when I found her, waiting for me by the refrigerator. Still wearing her patented smirk, she opened the door wide. The power was out, but in the dim light filtering in from outside I could see four large mason jars full of a mysterious, oily liquid. “Do you know what these are?” she asked, her voice full of unrestrained glee.

I shook my head.

“I'll give you one hint,” she said, and lifted one of the jars to her lips. Candice let two tiny drops fall onto her tongue, and set the jar back in the fridge. The room was silent. And then, in the blink of an eye, her hair had turned pink. Hot, vibrant, terrifying pink.

Before I could react she was tackling me. She wrapped her arms around me, her hot, amorous breath upon my neck. “Now if you'll just be a good catalyst, I'll take care of our little construction problem.” She grinned at me hungrily. “And who knows. Maybe after that, you'll want to have some more fun. I know I will.”

Candice looked up into my eyes, and seeing the horror there, she giggled. “Oh don't be such a worry wart. As someone once said...what's the worst that can happen?”

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Thanks for reading everyone. This one was a lot of fun for me, and I hope it's been enjoyable.

Comments, in the form of your thoughts, praise, or criticisms, are as always appreciated - really, it's what makes writing these worth-while. But if you don't mind, there are a few things I'd like to know:

How would you rate the process description in this story? Too much detail, too little? Too long/short?

Same question, regarding the 'adult content.'

How about the writing style? Too flowery or complex? Chapters too short/long?

Until next time~!

[CandyKing]

Personally I loved the story, it had alot of detail and the characters were interesting. The writing was just fine, it wasn't too complex and actually helped draw me into the story more, the little alien thing seemed to be a needless addition, but it didn't detract from anything, so it was still a fun little bonus that allowed you to wrap the story up.

The adult content wasn't overbearing or anything, no incredibly overdrawn sex scenes, which I find tedious to read through myself, so that was good as well.

My only complaint was I would have liked a little more detail on Candice growing, or ending up a little bigger, but that's more personal preference than any criticism of the story.

Overall, bravo!

[Wussy]

Originally Posted by pseudoclever

Comments, in the form of your thoughts, praise, or criticisms, are as always appreciated - really, it's what makes writing these worth-while. But if you don't mind, there are a few things I'd like to know:

How would you rate the process description in this story? Too much detail, too little? Too long/short?

Same question, regarding the 'adult content.'

How about the writing style? Too flowery or complex? Chapters too short/long?

Until next time~!

It was slow going at first. Like I said before, not "bad" slow, but definitely slow. Still, you milked every inch of her height for all that it was worth.

And then from chapter 7 on it began to snowball. It was very kinetic. She's moving, he's moving, everyone's doing something. And despite that it flowed very well and was never difficult to follow.

Personally, I don't like stories posted in installments, but that's because I'm impatient and want to read the next part now now now. But considering the length of this one (11,000+ words) I'm willing to make an exception. Also, each chapter was an actual chapter, as opposed to some of the stuff I've seen where each "chapter" is merely a couple of paragraphs.

I liked the adult content the way it was. I think it gets distracting when you get too explicit in descriptions.