The Giantess Next Door (Chapter 2) (Patreon)

In the adjoining townhouse, her ear pressed to the shared wall, Tina listened in awe. It took all her willpower not to start fingering herself through her panties. Instead, Tina rushed for her computer. Though she’d heard her neighbors’ dirty talk before, as well as the sound of their tall athletic bodies pounding one another toward climax, this was the first time she’d heard of Nick’s macrophilia fetish: an affinity Tina just so happened to share.

In that moment, Tina knew what she had to do: the way to both stop wishing for Nick and be freed of Constance’s clutches. She had to actually become the thing Constance could only dream of being for Nick.

All night long and into the morning, Tina researched growth methods online. She scoured everywhere from pseudo-scientific sites to the growth-and-shrinking forums she frequented. After so many hours of searching, weary yet determined to transform herself into the giantess of her neighbor’s dreams, the girl stumbled upon an internet archive claiming to store translations of archaic rituals and spells. With no other promising options, Tina combed these sources, until she found one deep in the list that claimed to alter physical size, or at least that’s what she gleaned through the language barrier. Delirious with tiredness, but also with desire, Tina shrugged, and allowed herself to believe in this crazed fantasy idea just enough to write down the words for later use. Through the night and day, she’d come up with a plan of action so insane and improbable that it could only rightly be capped by putting her faith in this little spell. But if it worked, she knew without a doubt, Nick would be hers.

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Patiently, Tina waited, gathering information from social media and what she could hear through the townhouse walls. This had to be perfect, as she would only have one chance. Then, on a morning she knew for certain Constance would be out of town, Tina sent a text to Nick.

Hey Nick. I was hoping to do something special for you and Constance for making me feel so welcome here. Would you two like to come over tonight for dinner? she wrote.

Hi Tina! Sorry, but Constance’s away tonight, he answered.

Oh, that’s too bad! Well, would you like to come over, then?

Sure! What time?

And that was that.

Tina trembled with excitement all day, itching for the opportunity to have Nick all to herself for an evening without Constance’s commentary, not to mention aroused like she had been few times in her life. Even though she knew the growth spell was just a ridiculous wish, the thought of luring this sweet, attractive man right into his personal wet dream sent Tina on a power trip she was unaccustomed to given her below-five-foot height and shy personality. If the enchantment didn’t work, then Tina would simply get to enjoy a wonderful dinner with the guy she now realized she wanted. If it did work, then all the better for both of them.

Spending most of the afternoon cooking up a delicious romantic meal for them to share, and pairing it with wine to aid the atmosphere, Tina prepared herself as well. She slipped into a skimpy skirt and low-cut top that pronounced her juicily titanic F-cup breasts, the only feature of her body that was in fact larger than Constance’s. Her ensemble was alluring, showing off plenty of skin and complementing her fiery red locks, but not entering into slutty territory, either; after all, she wasn’t trying to look desperate to Nick. She wanted him to want her first just as much as she wanted him.

It was time. Nick sent her a text saying he was coming over in five minutes. Heart beating fast, Tina stood in her living room with the scrawled enchantment, sighed, and read it aloud. Before the girl could even have a chance to doubt her foolishness for believing in fairy tales, a tingle rippled through her body. It alternately chilled and warmed her just beneath the skin, affecting Tina from head to toe, and then she felt the beginnings of a change.

There was so much to notice as the girl transformed, but Tina did her best to relish it all at once. Her legs stretched steadily out, along with the rest of her in proportion, carrying her higher toward the once-infinite twenty-foot townhouse ceiling. Her arms spread into an ever-more-impressive wingspan, and her hands enlarged until they were easily big enough to palm a basketball. Her butt filled out. Her bosom seemed to swell against the fabric, accentuating her pert globes and the valley of her cleavage through the plunging neckline. Her feet swelled in her high heels, which luckily grew along with her right before her toes burst through the leather.

For four glorious minutes, the girl grew higher and higher, taller and taller. When she finally felt the effect slowing and leveling off, Tina was delighted to look around her living room and find that the once-oversized furniture and décor now looked better suited to a child’s playroom. She had to bend quite far over just to sit on the couch, and the bookshelf, which Tina usually required a stepladder to use, now came up just below her chin. Without a tape measure, the newfound amazon couldn’t be certain, but judging by where her eyeline met the high-walled townhouse space, she knew she had to be at least eight feet tall now, plus several inches more with the boost from her automatically-adjusting high heels.

The rest of her clothes thankfully molded to Tina’s growing body as she rapidly stacked inches onto her former four-foot-eleven height, which she was grateful for, because otherwise her thoughtfully devised outfit would’ve been ripped to tatters, hanging in threads off her body like a movie monster. Despite this magical favor, though, Tina wasn’t merely a carbon copy of her own puny, willow-thin self. Toned musculature had developed, gifting her with a washboard abdomen and runner’s calves much like what Constance had, if not more impressive. For this reason, the giant redhead’s Olympian shape now bulged under her outfit, though without compromising her curvy figure either. The girl crouched down just low enough to see herself in the mirror on the wall, marveling at how high her gorgeous body spanned in the reflection. Never in her life had Tina needed to bend over for anything, yet here she was, dwarfing her whole home, and officially the tallest woman on Earth.