The bright sun shone through the kitchen window of the suburban home. Scarlet, a petite Asian brunette, held a hot mug of coffee and peered outside. The sound of early morning traffic on the freeway was loud and incessant. She looked out, hoping to see a healthy garden, but only the tips of a few scattered plants were visible. A sad yield by any standard.
Scarlet stepped out onto the porch, clad only in a thin robe over her bra and panties. She considered putting on her work clothes and tending to the garden but decided, with a disappointed sigh, to return to bed.
"What a waste of a beautiful day," she muttered, plopping down on her bed with a thud and curling up in a tight ball. Sensing her disappointment, her husband Flint embraced her and pulled her tight. As they spooned, he softly kissed her neck.
"I'll call someone and get some professional advice. Must be something minor we're doing wrong. We can fix it, Sweetie, just wait and see. They will be just as beautiful as you are."
Scarlet moaned happily at his reassurance and snuggled closer, pushing her body against his. At some point, she fell asleep.
A knock on the front door stirred her back to consciousness. Flint had left home earlier and was now returning with a bag of fertilizer.
"Guy at the hardware store guaranteed this new stuff would do the trick," he said, grinning.
She smiled and leaned in for a kiss. "Mwah! Thank you, honey. I am so lucky to have a wonderful man like you."
"You're welcome, my love. I love you dearly. Remember our wedding vows, for better or worse?"
Scarlet changed into her gardening attire and carried the fertilizer outside. After cutting the bag open, she filled the spreader's bucket and pushed it up and down the aisles of the barren garden.
Afterward, as the sun rose higher in the sky, she returned to the porch, tired from all the hard work. Wiping sweat from her brow, she absentmindedly set the bag of fertilizer down next to the porch table. Unbeknownst to her, a clump of fertilizer fell out of the bag and into her coffee mug.
"Plop!" Scarlet turned toward the noise but shrugged it off. She grabbed the mug of cold coffee and took a sip.
"Bleh! Tastes like dirt!" she coughed, spitting out her drink. However, the active ingredients remained in her system.
Suddenly, she jerked back in shock as the ground visibly shifted in her garden. A rumbling noise preceded numerous plant shoots violently erupting from the ground. A ladybug swelled in size until it was as big as a Labrador retriever.
"Yikes!" she shrieked, running back inside to find Flint.
He was already looking outside in shock. Dog-sized bugs, elephant-sized bunnies, a bird as big as a pterodactyl, and flowers towering over the Earth like redwood trees. Their leaves were a brilliant, energetic purple, and they had developed a taste for flesh.
"What in the world!" Flint exclaimed as enormous birds and insects began to proliferate outside. The plants moved closer to the house, attempting to enter. He grabbed his shotgun.
"We should leave; this is extremely dangerous!"
He twisted to see his wife, and what he saw made him quickly back up. Normally, she was five feet four inches tall. Now, she was looking down at him, towering over his five feet eight inches.
"Scarlet, it's happening to you too!"
"What?!" she looked down at her body, unable to deny the truth. Her jeans tore apart over swiftly expanding legs. Growing breasts pushed her top to its limits, buttons popping off as her chest swelled.
"AHHHHHHHH! OH MY GOD, FLINT! I AM GROWING INTO A GIANT!"
Her bubble butt swelled even larger, tearing apart her panties. With a smack, the top of her head struck the ceiling.
"Ouch!" she cried.
Flint ran out of the house, screaming, "FLINT, DON’T LEAVE ME! AHHHHHHHH!"
Her screams morphed into a loud "ROAAAAAAAAARR!"
Her head raised inhumanly high, ripping the roof off as cracked wooden boards tumbled to the ground. Suddenly, a loud KABOOM echoed throughout the neighborhood as she outgrew their home, reducing it to rubble.
Scarlet finished her growth at 350 feet tall, her breasts the size of water tanks. She was now a mighty giantess, pounding her massive breasts like King Kong.
Flint was speechless with fright and amazement at what had befallen his once petite wife.
"Oh, Scarlet, what has happened to you?" he gasped, hands over his mouth.
She spotted him in the street and quickly reached down to grab him.
"OH, SHIT!" Flint tried to run, but it was no use. Scarlet's enormous hand scooped him up, lifting him to her vast torso.
Off she strode toward Manhattan, crushing people and automobiles under her gigantic feet. Each footfall cracked the pavement, wrecked sidewalks, and crushed cars.
Entering Manhattan, she bulldozed over the masses of people trying to escape. A CNN helicopter recorded the devastation, reporting, "A giant naked woman is attacking New York City! Where did she come from?"
Flint, still held by her, remembered their wedding vows.
"For better or worse..." he whispered, accepting the fact that his wife was now a colossal behemoth.
As Scarlet continued her rampage, he thought, "I just hope I’m enough to please her..."
Suddenly, her tummy rumbled, and Flint watched in horror as she began grabbing little people and eating them.
"Oh well," he thought, "she has to eat something at her new size."
And with that, the chaos of the city continued, as Scarlet, the 350ft woman, rampaged through Manhattan, leaving destruction in her wake.
The bright sun shone through the kitchen window of the suburban home. Scarlet, a petite Asian brunette, held a hot mug of coffee and peered outside. The sound of early morning traffic on the freeway was loud and incessant. She looked out, hoping to see a healthy garden, but only the tips of a few scattered plants were visible. A sad yield by any standard.
Scarlet stepped out onto the porch, clad only in a thin robe over her bra and panties. She considered putting on her work clothes and tending to the garden but decided, with a disappointed sigh, to return to bed.
"What a waste of a beautiful day," she muttered, plopping down on her bed with a thud and curling up in a tight ball. Sensing her disappointment, her husband Flint embraced her and pulled her tight. As they spooned, he softly kissed her neck.
"I'll call someone and get some professional advice. Must be something minor we're doing wrong. We can fix it, Sweetie, just wait and see. They will be just as beautiful as you are."
Scarlet moaned happily at his reassurance and snuggled closer, pushing her body against his. At some point, she fell asleep.
A knock on the front door stirred her back to consciousness. Flint had left home earlier and was now returning with a bag of fertilizer.
"Guy at the hardware store guaranteed this new stuff would do the trick," he said, grinning.
She smiled and leaned in for a kiss. "Mwah! Thank you, honey. I am so lucky to have a wonderful man like you."
"You're welcome, my love. I love you dearly. Remember our wedding vows, for better or worse?"
Scarlet changed into her gardening attire and carried the fertilizer outside. After cutting the bag open, she filled the spreader's bucket and pushed it up and down the aisles of the barren garden.
Afterward, as the sun rose higher in the sky, she returned to the porch, tired from all the hard work. Wiping sweat from her brow, she absentmindedly set the bag of fertilizer down next to the porch table. Unbeknownst to her, a clump of fertilizer fell out of the bag and into her coffee mug.
"Plop!" Scarlet turned toward the noise but shrugged it off. She grabbed the mug of cold coffee and took a sip.
"Bleh! Tastes like dirt!" she coughed, spitting out her drink. However, the active ingredients remained in her system.
Suddenly, she jerked back in shock as the ground visibly shifted in her garden. A rumbling noise preceded numerous plant shoots violently erupting from the ground. A ladybug swelled in size until it was as big as a Labrador retriever.
"Yikes!" she shrieked, running back inside to find Flint.
He was already looking outside in shock. Dog-sized bugs, elephant-sized bunnies, a bird as big as a pterodactyl, and flowers towering over the Earth like redwood trees. Their leaves were a brilliant, energetic purple, and they had developed a taste for flesh.
"What in the world!" Flint exclaimed as enormous birds and insects began to proliferate outside. The plants moved closer to the house, attempting to enter. He grabbed his shotgun.
"We should leave; this is extremely dangerous!"
He twisted to see his wife, and what he saw made him quickly back up. Normally, she was five feet four inches tall. Now, she was looking down at him, towering over his five feet eight inches.
"Scarlet, it's happening to you too!"
"What?!" she looked down at her body, unable to deny the truth. Her jeans tore apart over swiftly expanding legs. Growing breasts pushed her top to its limits, buttons popping off as her chest swelled.
"AHHHHHHHH! OH MY GOD, FLINT! I AM GROWING INTO A GIANT!"
Her bubble butt swelled even larger, tearing apart her panties. With a smack, the top of her head struck the ceiling.
"Ouch!" she cried.
Flint ran out of the house, screaming, "FLINT, DON’T LEAVE ME! AHHHHHHHH!"
Her screams morphed into a loud "ROAAAAAAAAARR!"
Her head raised inhumanly high, ripping the roof off as cracked wooden boards tumbled to the ground. Suddenly, a loud KABOOM echoed throughout the neighborhood as she outgrew their home, reducing it to rubble.
Scarlet finished her growth at 350 feet tall, her breasts the size of water tanks. She was now a mighty giantess, pounding her massive breasts like King Kong.
Flint was speechless with fright and amazement at what had befallen his once petite wife.
"Oh, Scarlet, what has happened to you?" he gasped, hands over his mouth.
She spotted him in the street and quickly reached down to grab him.
"OH, SHIT!" Flint tried to run, but it was no use. Scarlet's enormous hand scooped him up, lifting him to her vast torso.
Off she strode toward Manhattan, crushing people and automobiles under her gigantic feet. Each footfall cracked the pavement, wrecked sidewalks, and crushed cars.
Entering Manhattan, she bulldozed over the masses of people trying to escape. A CNN helicopter recorded the devastation, reporting, "A giant naked woman is attacking New York City! Where did she come from?"
Flint, still held by her, remembered their wedding vows.
"For better or worse..." he whispered, accepting the fact that his wife was now a colossal behemoth.
As Scarlet continued her rampage, he thought, "I just hope I’m enough to please her..."
Suddenly, her tummy rumbled, and Flint watched in horror as she began grabbing little people and eating them.
"Oh well," he thought, "she has to eat something at her new size."
And with that, the chaos of the city continued, as Scarlet, the 350ft woman, rampaged through Manhattan, leaving destruction in her wake.