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Home Grown Giantess Rough Draft
🕑 Added 2022-06-14 17:36:54 +0000 UTCMeant to upload this last night but the internet went out due to storms.
Home Grown Giantess.
“Welcome to the second annual Wesley Cook Off.” Sarah smiled as she entered the fair grounds, the sweet and wonderful smells filling her nostrils. “I hope you all are ready to eat as our cooks have been working hard to bring you exlect dishes from across Michigan. You won’t have to wait much longer now, so until then just hang out and enjoy yourselfs. And welcome once more.”
“So what do you think Sarah?” Carien smiled as she sat crossed legged in the grass. “Are you happy I dragged you all the way out here instead of just staying back home?”
Sarah sighed and looked around. “Well I will say it looks like we will be able to try some interesting dishes here. But I am not sure we had to come all the way out here just for that.”
Carien laughed. “Oh come on. People came from all over the state just for this little event. Have some fun Sarah. You will love this. I hear that our own Tess makes a mean chili.”
Sarah smiled. “As long as there is none of that Fredricks Fancy nonsense.” She sat down next to Carien and put her hands in Carien’s lap. “I want to spend today with you without any size changing nonsense.”
“Well good thing they are sponsoring some other event halfway across town.” Carien smiled. “They shouldn’t be around to bother us for the entire day.”
“Good.” Sarah sighed. “Let them do what they want as long as they stay out of our lives.”
“Hello there you two.” Sarah looked up to see a young man in a tank top staring down at them. “What a lovely day isn’t it?”
Sarah nodded her head. “Yes. Did you come here for this food contest umm. . ?”
He smiled. “Ivan. And yes I am part of a long line of pie bakers.”
Carien jumped her feet. “Really? I love pie.”
“Well that is good because I need someone to do the last miunte taste testing before the competition acutaly begins.”
Sarah pushed off the ground and rose to her feet. “Why don’t’ you have someone who can help you?”
“My sister usually helps me but she is home ill. And well you know what they say you can’t reley on yourself alone for judguing a masterpiece. You need the judgment of another.” He held his hand in the air. “For you and you alone are too close to the matter and will taint your feedback.”
Sarah laughed. “Umm ok. Sure I can help.”
Carien playfully pushed Sarah to the side. “Umm no I think I will. I went though a lot recently and I want a nice pie.”
Sarah narrowed her eyes. “No I want that pie.”
“Laides. I only need one.” Ivan looked at Sarah. “And I think you can do for the taste test my dear.” He took Sarah’s hand in his. “So come this way.”
Carien snorted. “Lucky.”
Sarah shrugged. “Better luck next time?” She followed Ivan towards a white tent as she examined his long flowing dark hair. “So where are your pies Ivan?”
“In here. May I ask you your name?”
“It’s Sarah.”
He nodded his name. “What an excellent name. Sarah.” His pale hand pushed the tent flap to the side. “After you.”
“You do know I am taken right? You don’t have to show off.” Sarah raised an eye brow. “You are not even my type.
Ivan laughed as he picked up one of his pies. “And what makes you think I was coming on to you.” He handed the exotic smelling good over to Sarah. “Here you are.”
“I just umm.” Sarah sighed as she took the pie out of his hands. “I thought it was a bit odd how you were saying such sweet things to me with my girlfriend around.” Sarah took a deep breath of the baked good in her hand. “What is in this stuff. It smells like nothing I have ever had in my life.”
Ivan waved his finger about. “Ahh, ahh, ahh. It is a family secret handed down generations. You wouldn’t be trying to steal such things now would you?”
Sarah’s cheeks turned bright red. “No of course not. I just was asking what that wonderful smell was. I have never encountered anything like it. I hope it is as good as it smells.”
He laughed. “Well that is why I brought you down here now isn’t it. I need someone who can give me judgment free advice on the taste.” He tapped her shoulder. “Now go ahead my dear.”
Sarah smiled and grabbed a nerby fork. “Ok.” She cut herself a piece. “Wow, it looks so nice and juicy.” Her mouth watered as she raised the piece of pie up towards her mouth. “Mhhhm.” Sarah shivered in delight as she slid the succulent piece of desert down her gullet. “That is really good.”
Ivan smiled. “Can you describe the taste for me?”
Sarah closed her eyes. “It is wonderful. I can cearly tell it’s apple. That is plain as day.” Sarah hugged herself. “Oh but it is sending sensations in my mouth that I haven’t felt in ages.” She felt her clothing begin to slowly tighten on her body. “It makes my body feel alive if you can believe that to be a thing.”
Ivan laughed. “Oh trust me I can believe it.”
“I think there is a tangy flavor. Oh and some weird spices. Who put spices in a pie that feel would be put into something like a chili?” Sarah shivered. “Is it me or are things starting to become a little hot in here? Oww.”
Sarah opened her eyes as her head hit the top of the tent and her hair became stuck in one of the cracks. “Hey what is going on?” She yanked her hair out of the small gap. “Did you collapse the tent on me?” She looked down to see Ivan standing next to her. “Wait you only come up to my breasts?” Her eyes widened. “What did you put in that pie?”
“My family’s secret recipe. Now come on I couldn’t ourtright say that we make people grow now could I?”
Sarah bent over and grabbed him by the shoulder. “I ought to. . .” She took a deep breath. “I ought. . . Ohhh.” She fell onto her rear end and rubbed her side. “I can still feel that pie inside my mouth.” She giggled as she coutuined to grow inside the tent, her thigh’s knocking over the table with the pies. “I think the pie is kind of making me feel a little funny.”
Ivan nodded his head. “Yup. It not only makes you grow but it well you are experiencing it for yourself. It gives a rush to your pleasure centers.” He crossed his arms. “It has some unexpected results.”
Sarah giggled as her head pushed against the top of the tent. “Then why give me the pie if I am just going to grow out of control? This little tent can’t hold me for much longer.”
“Oh I have my reasons.” He climbed onto her leg. “I am going to be number one here and you are going to help me do it my giant friend.”
Sarah pulled at her jeans. “Everything is becoming so tight.” She watched as her clothing began to rip apart. “Oh fuck.” Her feet slid out of the tent just as they burst out of her shoes. “This isn’t. . . Oh fuck. Good.” She grabbed her breasts. “Everything is becoming so sensitive.”
“Hey where did these giant feet come from?”
Sarah slammed her hand down on the ground. “Get away from there.” She felt someone touch the bottom of her heel and she kicked out with the opposite leg. “Don’t do that.” He nipples burst through her blue t-shirt. “That tickles.”
“Holy hell. Let’s get out of here before we are crushed.”
“That is fine by me.”
“Ya well I am not letting you become smashed by some random giant person’s foot.”
Sarah looked down at Ivan as she pulled at her shirt. “Look at what you have done. I am already freaking these tiny little people out and I can’t even see them.” She groaned as her pants ripped right down the middle and her undergarments became visible. “Everything is so fucking sensitive and I think my breasts are growing.” She pulled her legs into the tent. “I can’t hide in here for much longer. Ivan?” She finnaly realized he was no longer there. “Ivan?”
Sarah twisted around onto her chest, almost ripping the tent out of the ground in the process. “He gives me some crazy growth pie and then he ditches me.” She took another deep breath as he enlarged breasts pressed against the ground. “Oh god!” She pushed up and ripped the tent out of the ground, exposing her giangantic body to the wworld.
“Holy crap.”
“I thought fruit was only stuff they were growing big around here.”
Sarah looked down at everyone around her as her cheeks turned red. “Hello.” Her pants exploded off her body. “I am having a bit of an issue with some food I ate.” A young man dropped the bag of popcorn in his hands. “Nothing to worry about.” Her breasts tore her shirt even further apart. “Oh god I need to sit down. These things are getting so heavy.”
Everyone screamed at her to stop as she sat down on the nerby trailer containing ale from all over the state. “Hey get off the booze.”
“Ya my brother worked very hard to collect that beer. He didn’t need some giantess to just sit on the truck and possibly crush it all.”
“Hey I don’t mind it. Maybe she will add some flavor.”
The crowd spoke at once. “Shut up.”
Sarah narrowed her eyes. “Hey will you all quiet down.” She put her right hand on her breasts and giggled. “Wow you all look so tiny and cute.” She picked up one of the men who stood next to her legs. “I almost wish I could. . .” Sarah shook her head. “No get a hold of yourself. Ugh what was in that pie.”
The young man pulled at her fingers. “Hey can you put me down.” He looked at her breasts as they coutuined to push her shirt apart. “Sessh you have gigantic cans.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “I am holding you in my hand and that is what you want to say?”
“I umm. . .”
Crrrraacckkkkkkk
Suddenly the truck Sarah was sitting on crumbled under her swelling body and she fell backward. “Shit.” The crowd screamed as her shirt finnaly ripped apart, reaviling her glistening body underneath. She flung the man in her hands into the air and he landed in between her breasts, causing her eyes to fling wide. “Fuck.”
The man shook his head as he put his elbows on her breasts. “Where am I?” He looked up at her face. “Oh hello there. Umm what am I on that is so squishy?” He looked around. “Holy hell.” He sighed. “I think I died and went to heaven.”
