Reus Village, Chapter 11, Part 1 (Patreon)

Hey guys! I'm still working on finishing this chapter, but here's the first part! I'll be posting the rest of the chapter, along with The Well and the other scheduled updates, on Wednesday! <3

Chapter 11

The next few weeks seemed to fly by in a kind of fever dream for Lauren, as she settled into the thrilling, hectic, disorienting life of Reus Village.  Ever since her intense make-out session with Michelle, the two of them had started behaving like a couple, even though they hadn’t really talked about their intimacy openly.  The physical and emotional attraction just spoke for itself.  The two of them held hands all the time, with Lauren often sitting in Michelle’s lap during meals.  As the larger and more outwardly dominant partner, Michelle had gotten into the habit of playfully groping Lauren’s “little” breasts out of the blue, a habit that Lauren pretended to resent, but which, of course, she actually enjoyed immensely.  It was all the sexier in Lauren’s mind, because, in the act of groping her, Michelle often called attention to how loose Lauren’s dresses were, sometimes even causing “nip slips” without even meaning to.

“Heyyy watch it!” Lauren complained once at lunch in the Lavender compound, making a show of trying to swat Michelle’s comparatively-huge hand away, as her way-too-loose blue dress slipped so far down her shoulder that her breast came out, “What’re you trying to do, strip me down naked!?”

“Uh…yeah, maybe,” Michelle giggled, teasing her finger around Lauren’s erect nipple for a moment before trying to drape the loose dress back over her shoulder, “And anyway, how can you blame me for copping a feel, when you’re the one who dresses like a slut?”

“I…ME!?” Lauren burst out, her eyes going wide as she tried, without much success, to keep her quivering smile down, “This is literally the smallest dress they had in the entire village!  It’s not my fault if I’m so…uh…so…”

“Tiny?” suggested Michelle helpfully, bouncing Lauren on her knee as she grinned across the table at Jennifer, “Huh?  That’s the right word, isn’t it?  Right, Jenny?”

“Ugh, you two are just too much,” Jennifer sighed, rolling her eyes, even as she privately enjoyed the dynamic between her two smaller roommates.  She wasn’t in the least jealous that they had, for all intents and purposes, become a couple – her energy was on a different wavelength, one that was slightly older and more mature, one that, in its own complicated way, was perfectly complimented by Nancy’s affectionate and almost-obsessive attention.

“But she does have a point, Lauren,” Michelle added with a little smirk, “I mean…compared to the two of us, you’re still pretty tiny.”

“I had a growth spurt the other day, though!” Lauren protested, sticking out her chin as she put her hands on her hips, still nestled in Michelle’s lap.

“Ooooooh a growth spurrrrtttt, she says!” Michelle laughed, her eyes going wide as she looked down at Lauren, “What’re you now?  10’3?”

“I’m…10’4…ACTUALLY,” Lauren huffed.

“Mmmmm ten-foot-FOUR!” Michelle exclaimed, with great exaggeration in her voice, “Wowwwww that’s so biggggggg, Lauren!  At that pace, you’ll catch up to Jenny in, what…about three years or so?”

“Don’t even try and pretend like that’s true,” Lauren shot back, squirming around in Michelle’s lap, her oversized pantyhose making her struggles all the more comical, “Jillian said that my initial growth trajectory looked on the high end, actually…and that I should be all the way up to 15 feet within 6 months!”

“Well in the meantime,” Michelle grinned, “If you’re curious how it actually feels to be 15 feet tall, all you gotta do is ask me!  Sittin’ pretty at 15’1, baby!”

“No, really?” Lauren said sarcastically, “I hadn’t heard!”

She, Michelle, and Jennifer all shared a laugh around the table.  Of course, it had been no secret that Michelle had experienced an unusually intense growth spurt a week before, which shot her all the way up from 14’2 to 14’11, and, after a few “aftershocks” in the ensuing days, she had reached 15’1, nearly a foot taller than she had been the week before.  All of this was in line with the medical team’s expectations for her growth, since Michelle was expected to leave the Lavender Compound in the next couple years, breeze through the Jade Compound, which housed those between 18 and 22 feet, and at least land in the Scarlet Compound (the home of those between 22 and 28 feet), perhaps even graduating to the Burgundy Compound, which housed everyone 28’0 and above.  

The thought of Michelle leaving was unbearable for Lauren, even though she was confident that their relationship would continue, no matter where they were living.  And, in any case, it wasn’t like Lauren was just going to sit there and not continue to grow.  She had another meeting with Jillian, the nurse in charge of her medical team, later on today, during which she would hear about the long-term prospects for her growth.  Lauren was hoping that she’d at least grow up to 22’0, even though she relished her current role as the smallest resident at Reus.  She figured that 22’0 was a nice compromise – big enough to fend for herself, but small enough where she could still feel dwarfed by the real giants.  It would be the perfect balance.  

Michelle knew all about her size fetishes now; after their makeout session the week before, Lauren had talked in-depth with her about it, confiding how aroused she was by feeling so small in rooms, in furniture, in clothes, and in shoes that were all way, way too big for her.  Michelle had said that she understood, and that, in a way, she shared the fetish…except with her there was a little twist to it.  Michelle was aroused by the idea of wearing loose clothes too, except her fantasy was to literally grow INTO these clothes, until they were too tight.  

“But it all makes total sense, see?” Michelle had smiled down to Lauren, as she twirled her huge finger around in the loose strap of Lauren’s dress, “You’re a sub…but with that spunky “brat” energy – whereas I’m a dom…with a chip on her shoulder, who wants to prove everyone wrong and grow GIGANTIC, stretching out those clothes everyone told me were too big!”

“Y-yeah…” Lauren had breathed, her cheeks flushing hot just at Michelle’s words (the finger in the loose dress strap probably had something to do with it too), “I, uh…that makes sense.”

Now, in the present, the three Lavender Compound roommates were still laughing, with Michelle cutting in humorously:

“But even if you ARE over 15’0 tall now, Michelle…you actually look SMALLER than you did last week!”

“Huh!?  What’d you mean??” Michelle demanded, putting her fists down on the table, on either side of Lauren, who stared at them, mesmerized by their size.

“Oh gee, I don’t know,” Jennifer replied, matching the general humorous, sarcastic mood, as she leaned across the table, doing her best to project the power of her own 16’8 frame, “Maybe it has something to do with the fact that you keep STEALING MY CLOTHES.  They make you look tiny, you know.”

Lauren had to admit that Jennifer was right – just as her own loose dress made her look a lot smaller than she actually was, the fact that Michelle had started stealing Jennifer’s clothes made her look smaller too.  Right now, she was wearing an oversized golden dress, a rich, bright color that suited her fiery personality…but the dress itself was so big that, like Lauren’s, it was almost slipping off her shoulders.

“How many times is she going to complain about that?” whispered Michelle to Lauren, before raising her voice across the table: “They do NOT make me look tiny – they just…uhh…you know…they show…um, they show all the progress that I still have to make!”

“Uh-huh,” Michelle chuckled, “Right.  Sure.  The progress you have to make.  Judging by how loose those spaghetti straps are, I’d say you have a ways to go, sister.”

“Just you wait,” Michelle said defiantly, “In another few days I’ll be taller than you, and THEN we’ll see just how loose this dress is then!”

“Another few days?” Michelle asked, actually serious now, “Did they really say you were going to grow that quickly?”

“They…uh, okay not EXACTLY,” admitted Michelle, “But still, they said I was due for another spurt sometime in the next few weeks, so…you know…why not in a few days?  Hell, why not TODAY, for all I know?”

She bounced Lauren playfully on her knee, something that Lauren simultaneously hated and loved at the same time – it still felt like a bit of a condescending move on Michelle’s part to do something like that, but she also couldn’t deny that it was sooooo, so hot too.  She was literally 10’3, and getting bounced around on Michelle’s knee like a little kid.  

“That exciting for you, little girl?” Michelle teased in Lauren’s ear, “The thought of biggggg, THICK Michelle growing so huge that she just FILLS OUT Jennifer’s dresses, right before your very eyes!?”