Her Curves

Chapter 7 - Breaking Point

Written by: GrowthGooru

The mall seemed more lively today.

People buzzed with energy, flowing between storefronts beneath the bright skylights. Families wandered with shopping bags dangling from their wrists. Teenagers laughed outside clothing stores, comparing outfits. Couples carried oversized pretzels and frozen drinks while children tugged impatiently toward the arcade. Music drifted through the wide concourse as conversations blended into the familiar weekend hum.

Then the noise slowly began to fade.

Heads turned one after another.

A woman stepping out of a jewelry store froze so suddenly that the shopping bags slipped from her fingers, spilling their contents across the polished floor.

A teenage boy nearly walked into a decorative planter, his eyes leaving the phone in his hands as his mouth slowly fell open.

Several people stopped mid-conversation altogether, craning their necks upward.

The two towering girls had arrived.

Jenna strode confidently through the center of the mall, standing an astonishing six foot seven. Her transformation had left her with an imposing, voluptuous frame that seemed almost exaggerated by her height. Her broad hips and powerful thighs moved beneath her with every long stride, while her enormous breasts shifted noticeably with each step. Even the way her clothes hung across her expanded body seemed to emphasize just how dramatically she had changed.

Her lips curled into a mischievous grin as she looked over the heads of the surrounding shoppers.

Every long step covered nearly twice the ground of the average person, forcing everyone around her to instinctively move aside. Her curvier figure made the contrast even more striking. She had gone from someone who could disappear into a crowd to someone whose silhouette was impossible to overlook.

Even after everything she'd been through, it still felt surreal to look over nearly every head in the building.

Towering over her walked Miya.

At seven foot four, she dominated the entire concourse.

Her transformation had made her frame even more dramatic than Jenna's. Her massive hips swayed naturally beneath her, balanced by thick thighs and an exceptionally full lower body. Her oversized breasts moved with the momentum of her enormous strides, while her full lips remained stretched into an almost permanently delighted smile.

And somehow, she still seemed completely oblivious to the dozens upon dozens of eyes following her every movement.

The former four-foot-eleven college student practically glowed with excitement as she walked several paces ahead of everyone else, her massive stride effortlessly leaving the others behind.

She stretched both arms high over her head with an exaggerated yawn.

"Ohhhh..."

The simple motion sent a visible ripple through her oversized frame. Her breasts bounced beneath the makeshift bedsheet wrapped around her body, while the loose fabric shifted around her broad hips and thighs.

Miya giggled and quickly caught the sheet with one hand before it could slip any farther.

"Hehe... whoops."

She kept walking as though nothing had happened, completely fascinated by how much farther she could see than everyone else now.

Every storefront seemed smaller.

The second-floor railing barely reached her chest whenever she glanced toward the upper level.

She laughed again.

"This is so cool!"

People continued stopping in their tracks to stare.

A little girl pointed excitedly before her father gently lowered her hand, still unable to stop staring.

An elderly couple exchanged bewildered looks.

Store employees drifted toward their entrances, pretending to straighten displays while openly watching the towering women pass by.

Even security guards on the far side of the concourse found themselves pausing their patrol.

Several shoppers instinctively stepped aside long before the women reached them, creating a clear path through the center of the mall.

Far behind them, Jenna's mother hurried to keep up.

"Girls... slow down!"

She practically had to jog through the crowd, weaving between startled shoppers while the giants' longer legs carried them farther ahead with every effortless stride.

"Seriously!"

She puffed another breath.

"I am not built for this!"

Miya glanced back over one shoulder before flashing an apologetic smile. Her oversized figure turned with the movement, her broad hips following a moment later.

"Sorry!"

She slowed for all of three seconds.

Then her excitement got the better of her.

With another eager laugh, she lengthened her stride again, quickly pulling ahead as Jenna simply sighed and shook her head.

"They're so fast."

"I hope they don't get any bigger," her mother muttered under her breath, watching the seven-foot-four giantess disappear deeper into the mall as another wave of astonished whispers followed in her wake.

Miya's excitement carried her several steps ahead of the others.

"There it is!"

She pointed toward one of the mall's largest clothing stores before striding straight for the entrance, barely slowing down.

As she reached the tall glass doors, she instinctively lowered her head.

Even with the unusually tall entrance, the top of the doorway looked alarmingly close.

"Oh..."

She ducked just enough for her dark hair to brush beneath the frame before stepping inside.

The automatic doors slid shut behind her.

A second later, Jenna reached her.

She slowed as well.

A few months ago she would've walked through without a second thought.

Now, standing six foot seven, she found herself unconsciously dipping her head too. It wasn't nearly as dramatic as Miya's careful duck, but it was enough to make her pause for a moment.

She glanced back at the doorway.

"Almost too tall for it.”

The realization settled over her with surprising weight.

Janice hurried after them, practically jogging to keep pace.

"Would you two slow down already?"

She stepped beneath the same doorway without even coming close to the top, only making the size difference feel even more absurd. Standing between the two towering young women, she felt positively miniature.

"I swear, it's like trying to keep up with a pair of giraffes."

Jenna chuckled.

"Sorry, Mom."

Inside the store, conversation gradually faded.

One employee stopped halfway through folding a display of jeans.

Another, carrying a stack of sweaters, looked up toward the entrance.

"...Is that...?"

Her coworker followed her gaze.

The neatly folded sweaters nearly slipped from his hands.

The first woman entering had to duck through the doorway.

The second wasn't far behind.

Both of them towered over nearly every clothing rack in sight, their long legs carrying them effortlessly between displays that suddenly looked much shorter than usual.

The employees exchanged a quick glance.

Neither had to say what both were already thinking.

Finding something for the brunette would be difficult.

Finding something for the seven-foot-four asian girl beside her was going to be an entirely different challenge.

"...Today's going to be interesting," one of them muttered.

The other slowly nodded.

"I don't think anything on the floor is going to fit them."

The employees instinctively straightened as the pair approached.

—

Up close, the difference was even more startling.

Jenna already stood nearly a foot taller than either of them, forcing both employees to tilt their heads back just to maintain eye contact. Then Miya stepped alongside her.

Another nine inches.

Jenna had grown accustomed to towering over crowds, but beside Miya she suddenly found herself looking noticeably upward again. The former petite college student had become an absolute giant, her shoulders higher, her stride longer, and her overall frame visibly larger in every dimension.

"She's... even taller than you," the younger employee whispered.

Jenna let out a small laugh.

"Believe me, I know."

The contrast became even more obvious as the two women stopped in front of the counter. What had been a comfortable waist-high checkout for most customers now barely reached Jenna's hips, while on Miya it looked lower still. Clothing racks that normally stood shoulder-high on shoppers seemed miniature around them, making the store resemble a children's boutique.

Janice finally caught up, breathing heavily as she slipped in behind them. Standing beside her daughter and Miya, she felt almost swallowed by their shadows.

"You two couldn't have picked a closer store?" she puffed.

Miya grinned sheepishly.

"Sorry..."

One of the employees recovered enough to step forward with a polite smile.

"Welcome! Can I... help you find something?"

His eyes flicked between Jenna and Miya before settling on the latter.

"...Actually, let me rephrase that."

He glanced toward the back stockroom.

"I'm not sure we have anything in your sizes, but we'll do everything we can."

Jenna exchanged an amused look with Miya.

"Looks like this is going to be harder than we thought."

Miya sighed dramatically, glancing over the rows of clothing that suddenly looked far too small.

"I used to complain that everything was too long or too big on me." She shook her head with a laugh. "Now it feels like the entire store shrank since the last time I was here."

“We’ll find something Miya, don’t worry.” Jenna said, trying to assure her. “Everything is going to be okay.” 

“Okay… if you say so.” Miya rolls her eyes with a newfound sassy confidence as they head towards the aisles to find something to wear, anything that fits.

Miya wandered between the racks, running her fingers over countless dresses in every color imaginable.

"So many cute ones..."

She reached the end of one aisle and suddenly stopped.

"Ooo."

A long emerald-green maxi dress hung by itself on the end of the rack, the largest size available.

"This one's pretty!"

She eagerly slid it off the hanger and held it against herself.

For a brief moment...

She stared.

Then she slowly lowered the dress to compare it with her body again.

The hem didn't come close to the floor.

It didn't even reach her knees.

Instead, it ended roughly halfway down her thighs.

Miya blinked once.

Then again.

She let out a long, exaggerated sigh.

"...Cute shirt."

Jenna bit her lip.

Her shoulders immediately began shaking as she held back a laugh.

"Pfft..."

Miya looked over with the most unimpressed expression she could manage, still holding the "dress" against herself.

"What?"

That was all it took.

Jenna burst into laughter.

"I'm sorry!" she snorted, covering her mouth. "I really am!"

"You are not."

"I'm trying!"

Janice took one look at the oversized dress that now looked like an oversized tunic on the seven-foot-four giant and couldn't help laughing herself.

"Oh, sweetheart..."

Miya looked down again.

"I used to complain these things dragged on the floor."

She held the dress a little higher.

"Now I think I'd need pants underneath it."

One of the nearby employees cautiously approached.

"If... if it helps..."

All three women turned toward him.

"We do have some longer styles in our online catalog."

Hope immediately spread across Miya's face.

"Really?"

He nodded.

"...For women around six feet."

Miya's hopeful smile slowly faded.

"Oh."

She looked back down at the dress in her hands before draping it over one shoulder with theatrical disappointment.

"So..."

She glanced around the enormous clothing store.

"...Anybody know where giantesses shop?"

The employee rubbed the back of his neck with an awkward smile.

"I was kind of hoping you were going to tell us."

—

Miya disappeared into the fitting room while Jenna and Janice waited outside.

Or at least, she tried to disappear.

At seven foot four, Miya stood more than a full foot taller than the curtain. Her head, shoulders, and the upper swell of her chest remained plainly visible above it, making the narrow changing stall seem less like a private room and more like a flimsy partition someone had placed around her waist.

She shuffled sideways into the cramped space.

Her shoulder bumped one wall.

Her hip pressed into the other.

"Oh, come on."

Jenna looked toward the curtain, struggling not to laugh as Miya’s head moved above it.

"You fitting in there?"

"Barely."

That was generous.

The dressing room had been designed for an ordinary woman, not a seven-foot-four giantess carrying nearly four hundred pounds of exaggerated curves. Miya could not fully extend her arms without striking the walls. When she bent to pull the shorts up, her broad backside pushed the curtain outward until the metal rail creaked overhead.

Janice watched the curtain bulge.

"Are you changing in there or breaking stuff?"

"I'm working on it."

Miya dragged the workout shorts over her thighs.

They stretched.

Then stretched further.

Her thighs were enormous, long and heavily rounded, each one thicker than Jenna’s waist and packed tightly together in the tiny stall. The fabric crawled upward inch by stubborn inch, compressing against all that dense softness before finally reaching her hips.

The waistband snapped into place beneath her narrowest point.

Miya looked down.

"...Oh."

The shorts technically fit.

That was where the good news ended.

Her sixty-four-inch hips pulled the fabric so wide that the legs rode almost completely up between her thighs. What had looked like loose gym shorts on the hanger had been reduced to a tiny strip around Miya’s colossal lower body. From the back, they covered little more than the center of her enormous ass, the material stretched so tightly between her cheeks that they resembled a badly overworked thong.

She twisted to inspect herself, though the fitting room was too narrow for her to turn properly.

Her hip struck the wall again.

The curtain jumped outward as her backside pressed against it.

"Miya?" Jenna called.

"I think I found something."

"Something that fits?"

There was a pause.

"Define fits."

Miya pulled on the largest athletic top next.

It lasted perhaps three seconds.

Her breasts filled it before the garment was even halfway down her torso. Each breast was massive enough to overwhelm the front panel on its own, and together they stretched the material across a seventy-inch bust until the fabric became nearly transparent from strain. The hem stopped high above her waist, trapped beneath the immense weight and forward projection of her chest.

Her cleavage plunged deeply between them, the top unable to contain more than a portion of their enormous rounded mass. They pushed outward so far that Miya had to lean back slightly to see the shorts beneath them.

She stared down at herself.

"This is a cruel joke."

Jenna laughed from outside.

"The store was probably built under the assumption that customers wouldn't be seven feet tall with boobs bigger than its mannequins."

Miya drew the curtain aside.

She had to duck beneath the rail even though the opening itself was nearly seven feet high. When she stepped out, the entire fitting room seemed to shrink behind her.

Jenna’s smile vanished into open astonishment.

Miya towered over both women, her head rising far above the curtain and nearly brushing the suspended lighting fixture overhead. Her legs seemed impossibly long, thickening into plush, powerful thighs that strained against one another with every step. Above them, her hips flared outward dramatically before swelling into a backside so broad and full that the workout shorts had surrendered any resemblance to their original design.

Jenna slowly walked around her.

"Those were shorts when you went in."

"They still are."

Janice stared at the narrow band of fabric disappearing between Miya’s ass cheeks.

"Barely."

Miya turned toward the mirror.

The motion made her massive breasts sway heavily across her chest, straining the athletic top with enough force to shift the neckline lower. They dominated her reflection, enormous globes projecting far beyond her waist and making the rest of the outfit look even smaller by comparison.

She adjusted the top, only for it to ride upward beneath them again.

Then she tugged at the shorts.

They immediately snapped back into place between her cheeks.

Miya frowned.

Jenna covered her mouth, but it did nothing to hide her laughter.

"You look like you stole someone’s sports bra and underwear."

"They were in the adult section."

"I don't think the adult section was prepared for that much adult."

Miya turned sideways.

Her reflection filled nearly the entire mirror. Her breasts projected forward in a massive shelf of tightly contained cleavage while her ass extended just as dramatically behind her, leaving her waist caught between two exaggerated curves. Her thighs pressed together beneath the shorts, soft and powerful, their size making even her seven-foot-four height seem thick rather than lanky.

She ran both hands down her hips.

The gesture only emphasized how little fabric remained visible.

"Okay..."

She lifted her chin.

"This works."

Janice blinked.

"You’re wearing gym shorts as a thong."

"A very athletic thong."

Jenna laughed.

"And the top?"

Miya glanced down at the mountainous swell of her breasts.

"It covers the important parts."

One of the seams gave a quiet pop.

All three women looked at it.

Miya crossed her arms beneath her chest, lifting the enormous weight of her breasts even higher.

"It mostly covers the important parts."

Jenna shook her head.

"You spent twenty minutes saying the entire mall was too small for you."

Miya looked at herself again, taking in the short curtain behind her, the strained clothing, and the two women who barely reached her shoulders.

Then she smiled.

"I wasn't being dramatic."

Janice glanced at the shorts vanishing between her cheeks.

"No. Apparently you were being accurate."

Miya’s smile broadened.

A few weeks ago, clothing had hung loosely from her petite body.

Now the largest garments in the store clung desperately to her towering frame, reduced to scraps by her enormous breasts, colossal hips, thick thighs, and overwhelming height.

For the first time, she did not look embarrassed by it.

She looked proud.

—

The fitting room had officially lost its battle.

Miya emerged carrying an armful of clothes, most of them noticeably larger than anything she had tried on before. Jenna followed with several more pieces draped over one arm while Janice collected the remaining items.

"That's everything?" Janice asked.

Miya nodded.

"I think so."

Jenna looked over the pile.

"You think?"

Miya glanced back toward the fitting rooms.

"Nothing else in there survived."

Janice sighed.

"Naturally."

They made their way toward the checkout.

The employee behind the register looked up.

Then immediately looked up again.

Miya had to approach the counter at an angle because of how much space her towering frame occupied. At seven foot four, she stood so far above the countertop that the employee had to tilt her head back just to make eye contact.

Jenna stood beside her at six foot seven, still enormous by ordinary standards, but noticeably shorter than Miya.

The difference was impossible to miss.

Miya's head rose nearly a foot above Jenna's, and when the two stood side by side, Jenna's eyes were roughly level with Miya's upper chest. Miya's long legs extended beneath her, her thick thighs sitting considerably higher than the countertop itself. The counter that looked perfectly normal for everyone else seemed almost absurdly low beside her.

Jenna noticed the employee staring.

She leaned toward Miya.

"Think she's noticed we're taller than her?"

Miya tried not to laugh.

"I think she's noticed."

The employee cleared her throat and began scanning the clothes.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Every so often, her eyes flicked upward before quickly returning to the register.

Miya noticed.

She smiled.

"Sorry."

The employee blinked.

"For what?"

"Being difficult to fit."

That earned a nervous laugh.

"That's one way to put it."

Jenna leaned against the counter, her enormous height making the ordinary checkout station look strangely undersized.

Janice gathered the clothes into a pile.

"I'll pay for everything."

Both women turned toward her.

"Really?" Jenna asked.

Janice waved a hand.

“I don’t want either of you walking around wearing bedsheets."

Miya grinned.

"Thank you!"

The employee continued scanning.

The total climbed.

Janice barely noticed at first.

Then she glanced toward the register.

Her smile disappeared.

"...Wait."

The employee hesitated.

Janice leaned closer.

"That's the total?"

The employee nodded apologetically.

Janice stared at the screen.

The pile of clothes suddenly looked much more expensive than it had thirty seconds earlier.

She slowly looked at Miya.

Then Jenna.

Then back at the register.

"How did you two manage to spend that much on clothes?"

Jenna gave her an innocent smile.

"Miya needed everything in extra-large."

Miya raised one finger.

"Extra-extra-extra-extra-large."

Janice closed her eyes letting out a sigh.

"Ugh. This economy is going to kill me."

Miya giggled.

Janice sighed the long, defeated sigh of someone realizing that arguing with the laws of retail was pointless.

"Fine."

She pulled out her card.

"Ring it up."

The employee processed the payment.

Janice watched the receipt print with an expression of profound financial regret.

"There."

She accepted the bags.

"Paid."

Miya immediately stepped forward.

"You're the best!"

Before Janice could react, Miya bent down and wrapped both arms around her.

Janice disappeared against the towering woman.

"Whoa!"

Jenna laughed and joined the hug.

For a moment, Janice was completely surrounded by the two giants.

Their sheer size made the hug almost comically overwhelming. Miya had to bend deeply at the waist to reach her comfortably, while Jenna leaned down beside her. Their gigantic breasts pressed in from both sides as they hugged Janice, their sheer size completely dwarfing her and leaving her snugly sandwiched between the two towering women.

Janice's face disappeared between them as both women squeezed her in an affectionate embrace.

"Girls!"

Janice's voice came out muffled.

"You are crushing me!"

Miya immediately loosened her arms.

"Sorry!"

Jenna pulled back too, laughing.

Janice straightened her clothes and looked up at the two towering women.

Miya was still grinning.

Jenna was trying very hard not to laugh.

Janice shook her head.

"You two are ridiculous."

Miya smiled sweetly.

"You love us."

Janice stared upward at the pair.

Then she looked at the receipt in her hand.

"...is there a return policy?."

Jenna burst out laughing.

Miya joined her.

The employee behind the register watched the enormous pair laughing together and quietly decided that this was probably the strangest checkout transaction she would see all week.

Given the mall, that was saying something.

—

By the time they finally made it home, everyone was exhausted.

The minivan rolled into the driveway, and the moment the engine shut off, Miya stretched as much as the cramped vehicle allowed.

Her arms went upward.

Her back arched.

Then she immediately bumped the ceiling.

"Ow."

Jenna laughed from beside her.

"You've been complaining about this car for the last twenty minutes."

"Because it's tiny!"

Miya shifted awkwardly in her seat, trying to straighten her seven-foot-four frame.

"I don't think cars are supposed to feel this small."

"They weren't designed for your new size," Jenna reminded her.

"Clearly."

They opened the rear doors and climbed out, stretching their cramped limbs after the ride. Miya rolled her shoulders and extended her arms overhead while Jenna twisted from side to side, both of them relieved to finally have room to move.

Miya took a deep breath.

"Much better."

Jenna grabbed several shopping bags.

"Come on. Let's get these upstairs."

They carried the clothes toward the house, their footsteps noticeably heavier than before. The floor gave a faint thump beneath each long stride as they crossed the entryway.

Miya reached the stairs first.

"Race you."

Jenna stared at her.

"You're carrying half the store."

Miya looked down at the bags in both hands.

"...Good point."

They climbed anyway.

Each step produced another heavy thump as their long legs carried them upward. By the time they reached the bedroom hallway, Miya was already complaining again.

"I'm starting to think this house is shrinking."

Jenna snorted.

"That's definitely the house's fault."

Miya approached the bedroom doorway.

She stopped.

The opening suddenly looked much smaller than she remembered.

She turned sideways and tried to squeeze through.

Her shoulder passed.

Then her waist.

Then she encountered the problem.

Her broad hips caught against both sides of the doorway.

Miya froze.

"...Seriously?"

Jenna covered her mouth.

"Miya."

"I'm stuck."

"You cannot possibly be stuck."

Miya shifted backward and tried again.

Her hips pressed firmly against the frame before finally sliding through with a pronounced jiggle. She had to angle herself even farther sideways, carefully maneuvering her enormous lower body through the narrow opening.

"Come on..."

Another determined shuffle.

Finally, she popped through and stumbled into the bedroom.

She turned around triumphantly.

"See?"

Jenna looked at the doorway.

Then at Miya.

"You're going to have to turn sideways every time now."

Miya glanced back.

"...Too big."

Downstairs, Janice had been watching the spectacle from the hallway.

She shook her head and carried the remaining bags toward the bedroom.

"I'll put these away."

She paused.

"Oh... and the other thing too..."

While the two younger women sorted through their new clothes upstairs, Janice walked down the hall and entered the bathroom.

She closed the door behind her.

For a moment, everything was quiet.

Then she noticed something sitting on the counter.

A small glass vial.

Janice stopped.

Her expression changed.

She recognized it immediately.

The same strange vial that had caused all of this.

She slowly reached toward it.

"...There you are..."

She picked it up and examined the remaining liquid inside.

There was still enough for several more doses.

Janice stared at the vial.

Upstairs, heavy footsteps crossed the floor.

Miya laughed loudly.

Jenna answered her.

Janice looked toward the bathroom door.

Then back at the serum.

Her fingers tightened around the vial.

It was ridiculous.

She knew that.

But the thought had already lodged itself firmly in her mind.

"I'm their mother."

She looked at the vial again.

"It doesn't feel right for a mother to be the smallest person in her own family."

The sounds upstairs continued.

Miya's booming laughter echoed through the ceiling.

Janice imagined looking up at her daughter every time they spoke now. And her friend Miya had grown from a petite college student into a towering woman who could barely fit through the bedroom doorway.

And Janice was beginning to feel like she was losing the authority she'd once had.

Not because Jenna had deliberately challenged her.

Not because Miya had either.

Simply because everything about them had changed so dramatically.

Janice looked determined for a moment.

"I can't keep being small… compared to them… I'm tiny."

She twisted the vial and noticed the dropper and ignored it.

For another moment, she hesitated.

Then she lifted it to her lips and took a long swallow.

The remaining serum disappeared down her throat.

Janice lowered the empty vial and stared at it.

"...What have I done?"

She placed the vial carefully in her palm and left the bathroom.

Upstairs, neither Jenna nor Miya noticed her enter the bedroom.

Janice crossed to her nightstand and opened the drawer.

She placed the empty vial inside.

Then she closed it.

The secret was safely hidden.

For now.

Janice rested one hand against the nightstand and listened to the enormous footsteps moving around upstairs.

A small, nervous smile appeared on her face thinking of her daughter.

"If she’s going to grow into a giantess..."

She glanced toward the ceiling.

"...then I will too."

Then she straightened and quietly left the room, carrying her secret with her.

Jake stepped out of his bedroom and immediately heard Miya laughing upstairs.

He stopped.

A flush crept across his face as a hot memory from earlier came rushing back. Miya dominating him, sucking him off, plunging his rock hard cock between her breasts and her plump lips. He quickly shook it away, rubbed the back of his neck, and tried to regain his composure.

"Get a grip, man."

He took a breath and headed down the hallway.

That was when he noticed Janice leaving her bedroom.

She looked toward him.

At five foot nine, she was already only an inch shorter than Jake's five foot ten frame, so she barely had to tilt her head to meet his eyes.

"There you are."

Jake straightened.

"Hey."

"Come help me get dinner started."

"Sure."

They headed downstairs together.

—

The kitchen quickly filled with the familiar sounds of preparing dinner. Jake washed vegetables while Janice began chopping them, setting everything aside for the rice and chicken.

For several minutes, neither said much.

Then Janice paused.

A strange warmth had begun spreading through her body.

She frowned and touched her forehead.

"It's a little hot in here."

Jake glanced toward the thermostat.

"I don't think the heat's on."

Janice ignored him.

The warmth wasn't coming from the room.

It was coming from inside her.

Her fingers tightened around the knife as another wave rolled through her body. A tingling sensation spread from her hands into her arms, followed by a peculiar pressure beneath her skin. 

Her breasts slowly began to expand and grow against her blouse, gaining size and shape as her nipples hardened and her breasts grew into large DD-cups.

She slowly set the knife down.

"Mom?"

"I'm fine."

She wasn't.

Her heart was beating faster now.

A flush spread across her face and neck as she leaned against the counter.

Upstairs, another heavy footstep sounded.

Then another.

Miya and Jenna were still moving around above them, completely unaware of what was happening below.

Janice looked toward the ceiling.

Her expression became thoughtful.

"They're having fun up there."

Jake stared at her, still visibly nervous.

"Y-yeah..."

Janice straightened, forcing a calm smile.

"They're such good girls..."

But another pulse of warmth traveled through her body.

She closed her eyes.

Whatever that serum was doing, it had finally started.

"Mmm..."

Janice's breathing caught as the sensation intensified. Her blouse felt even tighter across her chest as her figure subtly changed beneath it. 

The fabric stretched another fraction across her fuller curves growing bigger and fuller as they grew another cup size larger into DDD-cups.

Jake tried very hard to concentrate on the vegetables.

"Mom...?"

"Yes, honey?"

Janice still had her eyes closed.

Then she stretched her arms overhead.

Her body suddenly lengthened.

Her posture rose as her legs extended beneath her, her entire frame lifting an inch taller.

Jake's eyes widened.

She opened her eyes.

She was standing directly at his eye level.

For the first time, Jake wasn't looking slightly down at his mother.

She was five foot ten.

They were exactly the same height.

"Are... you okay?"

Janice smiled.

"Yes, I told you... I'm fine, dear."

She picked up the knife again.

"Peel the carrots, sweetie."

"Oh... okay..."

Jake swallowed and returned to his task, though he kept sneaking glances toward her.

Then Janice felt it again.

That warmth.

That tingling sensation.

"Ahh..."

Another growth spurt hit almost immediately.

Her feet lifted slightly as her body stretched upward again.

Another inch.

Her shoulders rose.

Her legs lengthened.

And suddenly she was looking down at Jake.

Five foot eleven.

Jake froze.

"Mom?"

Janice opened her eyes and smiled.

"Yes?"

"Are you wearing heels?"

She glanced down.

Ordinary house slippers.

"No, honey."

Jake stared at her feet.

Then slowly looked back up.

"Uhh... Mom..."

"Carrots."

Janice hid her grin as she returned to chopping.

"Y-yeah..."

Jake reluctantly continued peeling, now having to tilt his head upward whenever he looked at her.

Janice was taller than him.

And she was enjoying every second of it.

"I'm so glad we went out and got them clothes."

She paused briefly as another warm tingling sensation moved through her.

"They're so much... bigger..."

Jake nodded.

"Yeah."

He glanced at the grocery bag.

"Miya… is really big."

Janice laughed softly.

"Yes. She is, isn’t she?"

She continued preparing the chicken.

Then another pulse traveled through her.

Her smile faltered.

Her body began stretching upward once more.

Six feet.

Janice slowly settled back onto her slippers.

She was now two inches taller than Jake.

She looked down at him, then quickly turned back toward the cutting board, pretending nothing unusual had happened.

Jake stared.

"Mom..."

Janice kept chopping.

"Mmm?"

"You just got taller."

She smiled to herself.

"Did I?"

Jake looked up at her.

"You're… taller than me now."

Janice's cheeks warmed.

She tried to hide her satisfaction as she continued preparing dinner.

"Well… would you look at that."

She glanced down at him.

"I am."

Jake shook his head in disbelief.

"I don't even know what's happening anymore."

Janice's smile widened.

She was beginning to suspect that he knew exactly what was happening.

And judging by the warmth still spreading through her body, the serum wasn't finished with her yet.

“Just keep peeling, sweetie.”

Janice was reveling in it as Jake’s eyes only widened in disbelief.

“Okay, mom…” 

Jake said sheepishly as they both continued preparing dinner.

—

Meanwhile upstairs, Jenna had been modeling her new clothes for Miya, although "modeling" was becoming a generous description of the process.

Miya was still struggling to fit into hers.

"So tight."

She tugged the waistband of the shorts upward, stretching the fabric across her dramatically enlarged frame. The material pulled taut around her hips and thighs, looking considerably smaller than it had on the hanger.

Her enormous ass cheeks swallowed up the shorts struggling to hold onto her hips.

Jenna giggled.

"Looks good on you."

"Easy for you to say."

Miya gave the shorts another tug.

"They're fighting back."

Jenna laughed and reached for one of the massive tank tops they'd managed to find. She pulled it over herself and adjusted the fabric around her expanded figure.

"I can't believe this was one of the biggest things they had."

She looked down at herself, then toward the mirror seeing her enormous breasts barely contained in it.

"It barely feels big anymore."

Miya looked over.

"Too bad we couldn't find any bras that fit either of us."

Jenna shrugged.

"The boys are going to lose their minds tomorrow."

She immediately blushed after saying it.

Miya caught the expression.

"Oh?"

Jenna looked away.

"I'm just saying."

"Sure you are."

Miya grinned.

Jenna folded her arms.

"Brad is going to stare."

"Probably."

"And so are the other guys."

"Definitely."

They both started laughing.

Miya shifted her weight on the bed.

The enormous mattress sank noticeably beneath her, springs creaking under the additional weight.

She stared down at it.

Then at herself.

"Speaking of which..."

Her expression gradually became more serious.

"How am I going to fit in the lecture hall?"

Jenna stopped laughing.

"And the chemistry lab?"

Miya looked toward the doorway.

"I'm already having trouble getting through doors."

She gestured toward the ceiling.

"And I'm seven feet tall. What happens when everyone has to sit down?"

Jenna smiled reassuringly.

"We'll figure it out."

"I'm serious."

"I know."

Jenna placed a hand on Miya's arm.

"I'm sure they'll accommodate you. They have to… right?"

Miya sighed.

"I hope so."

Jenna glanced toward the mirror again.

She picked up one of her old pink tank tops and held it against herself.

"I can't believe I used to fit into this."

The garment looked almost comically small now.

Miya laughed.

"That looks tiny."

"It used to be one of my favorite shirts."

Jenna shook her head.

"Now I could probably use it as a scarf."

Miya smiled.

"Yeah. We're both..."

She looked between them.

"...pretty much giants now."

"Giantesses."

Jenna corrected her with a grin.

Miya laughed.

"Right. Giantesses."

Their laughter filled the room, making the oversized furniture seem strangely small around them.

Then Miya suddenly stopped.

She lifted her head.

"Wait."

Jenna looked at her.

"What?"

Miya sniffed the air.

"Dinner smells so good."

Jenna's stomach growled loudly.

She laughed.

"God. I'm starving. I hope she made enough."

Jenna stood.

Her height immediately became obvious again.

She had to duck slightly beneath the ceiling fan as she crossed the room, her new clothes stretching and shifting with every movement.

Miya followed.

She was even taller.

She ducked beneath the fan more carefully, then paused at the bedroom doorway.

The opening looked absurdly small compared with her enormous frame.

"Here we go."

She turned sideways.

One shoulder slipped through.

Then her hips.

She had to squeeze herself carefully through the opening before finally stepping into the hallway.

Jenna was already waiting downstairs.

"Coming?"

"Coming."

Miya took another careful step.

Thump.

The floorboards answered.

Then another.

Thump.

Jenna glanced back and laughed.

"You’re so loud."

"I'm seven feet tall."

"Fair."

They continued down the stairs, ducking beneath the lower ceiling as they descended.

Finally, they reached the cathedral-ceilinged portion of the house.

Both women straightened simultaneously.

For the first time since coming upstairs, they could stand at their full height.

Miya stretched her arms overhead.

She smiled.

"Much better."

Jenna looked around the enormous room.

"At least there's one place in this house where we don't have to duck."

Miya laughed.

"For now."

They headed toward the kitchen, their footsteps echoing beneath the high ceiling as the two towering women followed the smell of dinner.

—

They both entered the kitchen as they saw them finishing up setting the table.

Janice looked over at them smiling wide and announced loudly with a jiggle of her breasts now loose in her blouse with the first two buttons undone.

“Dinner time!”

Both of them looked down at her with puzzled surprise seeing her newly grown breasts bouncing as she moved towards the table and sat down with a jiggle moving through her cleavage.

“Mom?”

“Yes, honey?”

“Since when… did your… uhm…”

Jenna hesitated to mention it as Janice looked down and quickly pulled her blouse together hiding her cleavage.

“Oh! It's nothing dear. Just a little swollen today.”

They both looked back at each other and then they looked down at Jake who looked horrified trying to ignore it.

“Right…”

Jenna raised an eyebrow and struggled to sit down as her ass cheeks consumed the chair beneath her.

“Looks delicious!” 

Miya shook it off and sat down on the floor and crossed her legs sitting down and still clearing the tabletop.

“Dig in!”

Janice exclaimed as she started to serve food and eat with more enthusiasm than usual.

Jake could hardly stand it.

He felt small next to them now, picking at his food trying to avoid eye contact with Miya’s generous cleavage bursting out of her top just above the table.

“It's so good, thank you, mom.” 

Jenna smiled as she loved every bit of the chicken and mixed vegetable rice dinner.

“Thank you for having me!” 

Miya chirped, finishing her first plate already and having a second serving.

“Of course, you two need your energy. Mmm… and… you're always welcome Miya.” 

Janice said as her body felt another wave of warmth flowing throughout her frame slowly inching up taller to 6’1.

“To eat with us… mmhhh…”

It didn't stop there as her blouse suddenly buckled as her breasts grew bigger and bigger.

Pop! 

Clink!

The first button suddenly flew off her blouse landing on a plate as her enormous breasts grew into G-cups causing her blouse to open wide showing off her massive cleavage.

“Oh! Gosh!” 

Janice cried out as another sharp sound rang out.

Snap!

Her bra strap snapped off as her entire body shuddered, growing to 6’2, her blouse spread even farther open as another button popped off.

“Mom!” 

Jenna yelled as she watched her mother begin to tremble and let out a long erotic moan.

“Aaawhhn… yeah… that feels so much better.” 

Janice stretched her arms overhead as her entire body shivered, growing to 6’3 in another burst of growth.

“Hah…mmmm…. Haha…. It feels so good.”

She giggled in a deep sultry tone as her ass bulged against her skirt growing bigger and thicker and wider.

Rip!

Her skirt tore down her enormous growing thighs as her body continued growing bigger the chair beneath her groaning and creaking against her bulging body.

“She's growing!”

Miya shouted as she hesitated to stand up.

Jake buried his face into his arms trying to avoid looking as Jenna got up and rushed to her side looking down at her.

Janice kept growing, moaning loudly as her blouse suddenly tore off her body, growing even bigger, passing 6’4. 

Her eyes rolled back shivering with growth and intense sensations as she couldn't help, but massage bare breasts as they spilled over her torn bra and into her hands.

“Goodness gracious...” 

Janice giggled and jiggled loving every second of it.

“Mom, what did you do?”

Jenna looked down at her kneeling beside her with concern.

Janice only grew even bigger as the chair began to struggle to hold her giant growing ass as the rest of her body shuddered, growing to 6’5.

“Sit back… down… sweetie… I'm fine… actually… I feel good.”

Janice moaned, growing even bigger as she crossed 6’6 letting out a louder sound.

“Ahhh! So big!”

Jenna backed up as she watched her mother surge in size growing to 6’7 in another huge growth spurt.

“Mom!”

Jenna shouted in fear as she watched Janice slowly stand up.

She was now eye level with her.

She looked her in the eyes and smiled.

“What? What's wrong, honey?”

Janice smirked as Jenna looked back at her in shock.

“Oh my god.”

Jenna couldn't believe it.

Her mother had matched her height and size in a matter of minutes.

“What the fuck!?”

Jenna suddenly cursed as Janice smiled deviously back at her.

“Language, young lady.”

Janice felt another ripple go through her as her breasts grew bigger and bigger slowly matching Jenna's in size and shape. 

Growing into big bouncy beautiful breasts.

Then her thighs thickened, ass grew wider as the rest of her clothing tore off, her panties shredded and peeled off her ass and left her naked.

“You took the serum…”

Jenna finally said it out loud.

“Maybe… just a little.” 

Janice lied as she was now matching her in size and curves, bulging against her as their breasts and nipples touched against each other.

“Mom!”

Jenna shouted at her as she turned bright red with anger and embarrassment.

“Don't yell at your mother.”

Janice giggled as she felt another warmth spreading throughout her body again.

“You two were getting a bit too big for my taste… so I… got rid of your little experiment.”

As she spoke Janice slowly began to grow even bigger. 

Growing taller again, reaching 6’8 as she continued on.

“I drank the rest… and… I've never felt better in my entire life… mmmmmm…. Yeah… there it is again.”

Janice looked down at her as she rose taller past her eye level grinning harder.

“The whole thing?!” 

Jenna shouted as Miya looked over in shock.

“Oh no…”

Janice responded again giggling and rising higher.

“Oh yes. You won't have to worry about that little vial anymore… mmhhmm… still growing… bigger.”

Janice grew one final inch to 6’9 as she stretched her arms overhead her entire body shook as she grinned feeling her breasts growing even bigger than her daughter’s already titanic tits.

She let her arms down cradling her breasts as she moaned, parting her larger lips as her tongue lolled out, growing into absolutely luscious and large L-cups shuddering with immense pleasure.

Her two massive gumball sized nipples were hard and aching to be touched as she looked down at her with a devious smirk.

“That felt amazing… Now girls… let's finish dinner.” 

Janice towered over Jenna now as she grinned looking down at them both with a newfound enthusiasm.

“Jesus Christ."

Jake said slowly, pulling down his arms and looking at his mother's now towering over him.

It was the start of something entirely new for the family.

It was the breaking point for them all.

And things would never be the same.

Growth Tracker – Chapter 6

Jenna
Height: 5'10" (178 cm)
Bust: 42DDD (bust 44", underbust 40")
Waist: 29"
Hips: 43"
Weight: 160 lbs (72.5 kg)

Jenna – Early Chapter 3
Height: 6'0" (183 cm)
Bust: 44G (bust 46", underbust 42")
Waist: 30"
Hips: 45"
Weight: 175 lbs (79.5 kg)

Jenna – End of Chapter 3
Height: 6'2" (188 cm)
Bust: 46GG (bust 48", underbust 44")
Waist: 31"
Hips: 47"
Weight: 190 lbs (86 kg)

Jenna – End of Chapter 4
Height: 6'5" (196 cm)
Bust: 46H (bust 50", underbust 44")
Waist: 36"
Hips: 52"
Weight: 235 lbs (107 kg)

Jenna – End of Chapter 5
Height: 6'6" (198 cm)
Bust: 46HH (bust 52", underbust 44")
Waist: 37"
Hips: 53"
Weight: 250 lbs (113 kg)

Jenna – End of Chapter 6
Height: 6'7" (201 cm)
Bust: 47HH (bust 53", underbust 44.5")
Waist: 37.5"
Hips: 54"
Weight: 258 lbs (117 kg) 

Miya
Height: 4'11" (150 cm)
Bust: 32A-cup (bust 32", underbust 30")
Waist: 23"
Hips: 33"
Weight: 95 lbs (43 kg)

Miya - End of Chapter 5
Height: 5'11" (180 cm)
Bust: 38DD-cup (bust 39", underbust 34")
Waist: 28"
Hips: 41"
Weight: 115 lbs (70 kg)

Miya - End of Chapter 6
Height: 7'4" (224 cm)
Bust: 54L-cup (bust 70", underbust 48")
Waist: 44"
Hips: 64"
Weight: 370 lbs (168 kg) 

Janice
Height: 5'9" (175 cm)
Bust: 38D (bust 42", underbust 38")
Waist: 30"
Hips: 40"
Weight: 150 lbs (68 kg)

Janice – End of Chapter 7
Height: 6'9" (206 cm)
Bust: 50L (bust 66", underbust 44")
Waist: 40"
Hips: 60"
Weight: 325 lbs (147 kg)

Anita
Height: 5'9" (175 cm)
Bust: 38DD (bust 40", underbust 36")
Waist: 27"
Hips: 40"
Weight: 150 lbs (68 kg)

Anita - End of Chapter 4
Height: 6'6" (198 cm)
Bust: 48J (bust 52", underbust 46")
Waist: 40"
Hips: 52"
Weight: 240 lbs (109 kg)

Anita - End of Chapter 6
Height: 6'11" (211 cm)
Bust: 52K (bust 58", underbust 48")
Waist: 43"
Hips: 58"
Weight: 315 lbs (143 kg) 

Kiki
Height: 5'11" (180 cm)
Bust: 36D (bust 38", underbust 34")
Waist: 27"
Hips: 42"
Weight: 165 lbs (75 kg)

Kiki - End of Chapter 4
Height: 6'9" (206 cm)
Bust: 44H (bust 49", underbust 42")
Waist: 34"
Hips: 50"
Weight: 225 lbs (102 kg)

Holly
Height: 5'4" (162 cm)
Bust: 40DDD (bust 42", underbust 36")
Waist: 26"
Hips: 42"
Weight: 135 lbs (61 kg)

Holly - End of Chapter 4
Height: 6'3" (190 cm)
Bust: 50K (bust 54", underbust 46")
Waist: 35"
Hips: 53"
Weight: 250 lbs (113 kg)