Chapter 4: Climax
As Sophie and Jenny left Jenny's house, they emerged onto a deserted downtown street, illuminated by the flickering f
of neon signs reflecting off the wet pavement. The evening was chilly, the wind whispering secrets to anyone willing to listen. The scent of fresh rain mixed with the aroma of exotic perfumes carried through the air. The sky overhead displayed streaks of vibrant blues and purples, a breathtaking canvas painted by nature itself.
Sophie wrapped her arms around her body, shivering slightly as she adjusted to her newfound strength and speed.
The sudden increase in her size and made her feel awkward in her outfit that she had worn under her (now discarded) lab coat. Her previously loose jeans were now three-quarter length and fitting uncomfortably around her thighs, while her linen blouse was desperately trying to contain breasts that were twice the size they were that morning.
Sophie reluctantly followed her sister, glancing nervously down at her barely contained assets.
Despite her earlier transformation, Sophie still hadn't fully grasped the magnitude of her new appearance. She had expected the transition to result in mere cosmetic enhancements, but instead, she had morphed into a woman of truly colossal proportions.
As they navigated the familiar path towards the center of town, Sophie couldn't resist stealing peeks at her reflection in shop windows amazed at her new towering frame.
It was then that Sophie noticed someone walking towards them. As they got closer, Sophie noticed she was an attractive middle aged woman. She gestured to speak to her as if to warn her of any contagion, but as she did, she accidentally coughed on her approach and droplets of saliva and exhale floated through the air towards the stranger.
The woman reacted quickly and put up her hand to protect her face, but it was not enough.
Elle McSultry. Once a household name in the modeling industry, she'd seen better days. Now in her early-fifties, she was relegated to obscurity, her prime years long behind her. As the remnants of spittle landed on her exposed neck, she sneezed loudly, inadvertently inhaling the lingering traces of the mysterious virus wafting in the cold air.
Elle gasped, her elegant hand flying to her mouth as she cursed under her breath.
A single drop of liquid splashed onto her exposed collarbone, seeping effortlessly into her velvet blouse and leaving a damp stain upon her skin. Unknowingly, she had crossed paths with destiny, destined to endure the ravages of a metamorphosis far greater than any she could have imagined.
"Excuse me," she said politely in response to Sophie's cough, her azure eyes flitting briefly toward her taught blouse before quickly averting her gaze.
"Yes, excuse me," Sophie responded, feeling a blush rise in her cheeks. "My apologies for that."
Elle nodded curtly, a polite smile dancing across her lips. "No worries," she replied, adjusting her own fitted jacket and flicking her sleek ponytail over her shoulder as she started to feel a bit peculiar.
Jenny grinned, her gaze now wandering towards Elle’s torso sending changes may be afoot. As she looked down, she could she Elle’s blouse rise a little underneath her jacket which had just the one button done up.
Jenny could feel her chest aching again and her cleavage deepen as she smiled at Elle. Jenny could tell she would have to undo her bra soon to avoid it popping open. As Jenny smiled at Elle, a look of slight discomfort crept across Elle’s face. Jenny could see that Elle’s jacket was moving slowly outwards.
Jenny recognized the signs of a woman who was growing in the most amazing way. Jenny thought about her own wonderful transformation and the joy it brought her. Jenny reached out gently to touch Elle's arm. Elle squealed and jumped back, startled by Jenny's sudden advance.
"I'm so sorry," Jenny apologised, "I just wanted to ask you if you were okay. But it looks like you're about to go through something similar to us."
Elle stared at Jenny, her eyes widening in disbelief.
She attempted to discreetly cup her breast, feeling the growing mound that was building beneath her jacket. Her fingers brushed against the tender area, eliciting a gasp of surprise. Elle glanced down at her chest, her breath quickening as she noticed the outline of her cleavage becoming more prominent.
Sophie was noticing something different, Elle’s face was losing some fine wrinkles and gaining some more colour. “Was Elle becoming younger?”, Sophie thought.
She had seen her sister undergo a stunning transformation, and now it appeared that Elle was next. She felt a mixture of fascination and trepidation wash over her. As this time, Elle stood rooted to the spot on the pavement with a fused look of concern and pleasure creeping over her face.
Elle was now growing in many directions while getting younger as the minutes passed. Time seemed to stand still while Elle’s D-cup beauties were rapidly gaining a cup size or two. Her breasts became more pert as they regained their younger years and started to rise towards her chin, straining Elle’s satin blouse.
She gasped audibly as her hips rotated inward, slimming her figure and giving her a more youthful silhouette.
"What the…”, Elle muttered, her eyes darting between Jenny and Sophie. "What is happening to meeee…?”, her voice trailing off as the next surge of growth arrived.
Elle staggered backward, her eyes wide with astonishment as her breasts continued to swell and her figure altered dramatically.
"I don't understand," Elle murmured, her voice cracking with emotion. "How is this possible?"
"It seems we've all been affected by the same thing," Sophie explained hesitantly, casting a sideways glance at Jenny. "Whatever it is, it's changing our bodies in ways we never thought possible."
Elle swallowed hard as she grew three inches, her age regressed a few more years and her breasts continued to expand and expand.
She could feel her blouse begin to give way, the material stretching and groaning in protest as her F-cup breasts pushed relentlessly against the fabric, threatening to explode forth like a pair of tightly packed balloons.
"Oh my God," she breathed, her eyes darting wildly between Sophie and Jenny. Her voice was laced with terror, yet beneath the surface, there existed a hint of excitement.
Sophie exchanged a knowing glance with Jenny, both of them well acquainted with the sensations that Elle was undoubtedly experiencing.
“Oooohhh…”, Elle subconsciously moaned as her growing nipples pushed firmer into her jacket, a jacket whose single fastened button was just holding in the growing shelf beneath.
The sound of straining cloth was now audible to everyone as Elle’s breasts expanded relentlessly. Elle was becoming a sexier version of her younger supermodel self and she looked like she was starting to enjoy it. As she quietly willed the changes on, her toes pushed through the front of her stilettos with her height approaching seven feet. She was now taller than both Sophie and Jenny and becoming incredibly more attractive with every passing second.
Elle’s jacket could contain her growing torso no more, the button flew off the jacket into the shop window as her breasts continued to grow and grow. They were now bigger than any supermodels had ever been and she was now sexier than any model as well. Her hair lengthened and became golden chestnut in colour, her lips a natural bright red, and her legs longer and shapelier.
Elle's body continued to transform, her skin glowing with a luminous quality that beamed like a spotlight. Each second that ticked by unleashed a torrent of astounding changes, propelling her into a realm of unparalleled beauty and seduction.
"Whoa," Jenny stammered her head tilted up to Elle's mesmerizing face and breasts. As Elle’s breasts inched further towards Jenny, she wanted to have them press against her face as she edged closer to Elle.
Elle’s breasts looked fully inflated balloons barely contained by a satin blouse that was tearing at the seems. As stitches came apart, huge mounds of perky breasts were spilling over Elle’s super-tight D-cup bra, trying to contain H-cup boobs.
Her chest was now covered in a thin layer of sweat as more blood rushed to her engorged mammaries.
"You know," Elle drawled, her voice huskier and more enticing than before, "it feels like I’ve drunk from the fountain of supermodel youth”.
Jenny chuckled, a low, throaty rumble that resonated with a primal desire.
She took a step closer to Elle, her eyes glued to the heaving mounds of flesh that strained against the tattered remnants of her shirt. The scent of arousal was palpable, permeating the air like a potent aphrodisiac."I envy you," Jenny murmured, her tone heavy with lust. "You've regained your youth and beauty in a matter of moments."Elle shrugged, her newly elongated form swaying gracefully beneath the weight of her enormous breasts."I suppose you could say that," she purred, her voice dripping with sensuality. "Although I wouldn't mind if I grew just a bit more”. As if on command, Sophie could notice a carnal grin appear on Elle’s face as she grew up and out even more. “Could Elle be controlling her growth?”, Sophie thought, “could the virus allow its host to have that control over their changes?”.
Elle had a similar thought as she began to huskily chant “…more, more, more”. She almost lost her balance as her growth accelerated once again and she pushed skywards.
Her massive breasts stretched the stressed fabric of her bra until it burst apart, unleashing a cascade of soft flesh that wobbled hypnotically. Her torn blouse unable to support the strain of her burgeoning figure, exposed lush valleys of her cleavage. Elle reveled in the intoxicating power that coursed through her veins, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"More," she rasped, her voice thick with lust, "I want more."
Jenny’s gaze locked on Elle's impossibly long legs, slender waist and gravity-defying bosoms that just kept ballooning. They were approaching the size of beach balls and their growth was getting faster once again. The cool air on Elle’s exposed globes was starting to send shivers through her loins.
She grabbed at the edge of her ripped blouse, yanking it down to cover her throbbing, pulsating, growing breasts. This action caused another that made her gasp. Her bra, already destroyed, could do nothing to slow the pace of her expansion. With a whimper, she found herself growing over eight feet tall, her cleavage resting just above her waist. Elle looked down at Jenny and Sophie, who gazed up at her with awe-stricken expressions.
The supermodel radiated a raw, untamed energy that emanated from her massive, heaving breasts and firm, youthful visage. Her enigmatic aura captivated Sophie and Jenny, drawing them closer to her side, their hearts pounding with anticipation.
Both Jenny and Sophie wanted to embrace Elle and touch her sweaty sexy giantess curves, but a thought of jealousy crossed Sophie’s mind as she secretly desired further changes to her own body. It was then she felt a pressure with her own breasts which was rapidly building with each further greedy thought.
Sophie gasped as she realised what this meant. Her eyes locked on Elle’s vast chest and suddenly a feeling of intense hunger washed over her. It wasn't hunger for food, but rather a craving for the sweet release of the euphoria that lay within her. Sophie couldn't help but imagine how much sexier she might become, how much more control she could have over her transformations …and then her breasts grew and grew.
She watched in amazement as her blouse began to stretch to its limits, hugging her torso snugly. Her bra, a simple, cotton number, struggled valiantly to contain her swelling breasts. Each push upward sent ripples of ecstasy coursing through her body, like warm waves crashing against a sun-kissed shoreline.
"Oh my," Sophie murmured, her voice trembling with anticipation.
"Look at me…"
As they observed the rapid expansion of Sophie's chest, Jenny and Elle shared a knowing glance. Their respective transformations had granted them an intimate understanding of the profound physical changes occurring within Sophie.
"It's happening again," Jenny whispered, her gaze fixated on Sophie's blossoming cleavage. "Do you think she can control it?"
Elle paused, her eyes scanning Sophie's voluptuous form. "Perhaps," she replied, her voice low and husky.
Sophie wanted all of this change and more - she grew to seven feet and then beyond, her breasts inflating with every breath until her bra strap snapped and F-cup balloons sprung free under a blouse that was also losing its battle to contain them.
Sophie knew she needed to take control of herself to maintain her composure, but as sensation overwhelmed her senses, she felt an intoxicating warmth spread through her core. She lost the urge to resist surrendering to the blissful torment that wracked her entire being.
Her eyes fluttered closed as she gave into the pleasurable and selfish sensations overtaking her, the sounds of her clothing ripping and her bra straps breaking drowned out by the moans of ecstasy that were now emanating from her pursed lips.
As Sophie's breasts grew larger and her frame expanded, she felt an uncontainable desire to continue growing, to explore the boundaries of her newfound potential.
"Well, well, look at you go," Elle smirked, her eyes sparkling with delight. Despite her own metamorphosis, she couldn't help but feel somewhat envious of Sophie's rapid transformation. The older woman's towering figure dwarfed both Jenny and Elle, making them feel diminutive in comparison.
"Oh, don't worry," Sophie assured her, her tone softening. “I’ll soon be taller and bustier than you Elle”, as the next orgasmic wave almost dropped her to her knees. Sophie’s orgasm only seemed to accelerate the changes to her body.
Her bust surged, her bra and blouse exploding open like a firework, her G-cup mounds jouncing triumphantly into the chill night air.
With a hungry cry, Sophie tore her shirt from her body, revealing her bare breasts to the trio gathered below. Jenny and Elle watched, entranced.
"Oh, please, let me," Sophie begged, her voice heavy with lust. "Let me continue to grow and grow. I need to be biggest and sexiest woman on the planet.”, Sophie thought as she writhed in ecstasy, her expansive breasts pulsing rhythmically, as if breathing. Her eyes were shut tight, her teeth bared in an expression of pure bliss. The intensity of her growth was overwhelming, her body expanding and transforming in ways that no one could dream possible. She wanted more, yearning for the ultimate transformation.
As she danced between pleasure and pain, Sophie's body underwent an explosive ascension, her breasts swelling and her frame soaring to unprecedented heights. Each agonizing moment fueled her insatiable appetite for growth, as she traversed the threshold between mortal and magnificent.
Sophie was now almost nine feet tall and could touch the roof of the nearby shop front if she wanted to, but she was too engaged with trying to wrap her arms around her massive breasts which continued to push her arms out further.
They were now beyond J-cups and had the firmness of a young woman's. Her nipples, which were the size of dinner plates, throbbed with each beat of her heart. She looked down at Jenny and Elle, her eyes glinting with determination.
"You girls," Sophie said, her voice booming with authority, "you must promise me not to repeat what happened here tonight. We cannot risk others becoming like us. Do you understand?"
Jenny and Elle exchanged a brief knowing glance before both secretly wishing to grow more themselves …much more.
Jenny was the first to feel her chest inflate once more and she liked it.
"Yes, of course," she lied in her answer to Sophie, her eyes locked on those spectacular J-cup melons, being jealous of their magnificence.
Jenny's heart raced with anticipation, her hands clenched into fists as the next wave of growth kicked into gear.
The familiar sensations returned, and she surrendered herself to the delightful torments of her metamorphosis. Her breasts began to inflate like a pair of helium-filled balloons. The top of her little black dress strained, pulling away from her body as her tits expanded outward.
"Uh, oh," Jenny murmured, her eyes widening as she felt her panties moisten in excitement. "I guess I can't lie to myself anymore."
Sophie and Elle glanced at each other, sensing the change that was taking place within Jenny.
Their suspicions were confirmed when Jenny moaned softly, her eyes glazing over with an almost feverish intensity. Her huge breasts continued to inflate, her dress straining against the relentless expansion.
"Oh, no," Sophie groaned, her voice filled with exasperation.
In the space of a few seconds, Jenny's transformation had advanced significantly. Jenny was growing up and out, her dress now so short, her taught and wet underwear was becoming visible, her bra barely containing two huge globes that seemed to have more breast outside than within.
Her bra straps broke and she screamed, a mix of pain and pleasure, as her breasts exploded, throwing her tiny bra into Elle’s gaping mouth. Her dress, held together by sheer force of will, split apart from the seams, exposing her upper thighs and smooth, toned stomach. Jenny, now nearly eight feet tall, was growing to reach Sophie's level, her G-cup breasts straining for freedom from the top part of the dress.
"Ah, oh!” Sophie exclaimed, watching Jenny's transformation continue and a look of ecstasy wash over Jenny’s body as she grew sexier, taller and still bustier.
Jenny’s dress tore apart and hung from her shoulders like ribbons, her H-cup breasts free from their restraints.
Jenny looked up at Sophie, who was only just taller than her now, her eyes alight with excitement. "This feeling," she gasped, her voice trembling, "it's intoxicating”
While Sophie and Jenny were transfixed with each other, Elle has been desiring her own changes and her immense natural beauty proved to be an accelerant. The other two hadn’t noticed but Elle’s bust was already as big as Jenny’s and she was about to grow past both of them in height.
Elle grew bigger and bigger with a willpower and control over the sexy-DNA-altering virus that was unmatched.
She swiftly surpassed nine feet tall, towering over Sophie and Jenny, her colossal K-cup breasts reaching to her navel and her svelte waist shrinking even further. Her radiant features remained unchanged, though her lips acquired a sinful pout that made Sophie experience a strange stirring in her loins. Elle's silken hair cascaded down her back as she arched her neck, displaying her impressive growth in all its glory. She had become a majestic, nigh-goddess-like figure, her body shimmering with a golden aura that left onlookers awestruck.
Elle McSultry, formerly a supermodel and now a titanic, buxom giantess, cast her gaze upon Sophie and Jenny, her eyes ablaze with unbridled power.
"It appears you don’t quite share my power over the virus”, Elle declared, her voice resounding like thunderclaps amidst the eerie silence of the deserted city street.
Elle closed her eyes and gritted her teeth once more as she became surrounded in a golden light and grew even more.
Her breasts ballooned outwards, filling the space between Sophie and Jenny, as her height continued to increase. Jenny and Sophie could only watch in shock as Elle transcended their wildest expectations of human growth.
"No, stop!" Sophie pleaded, her voice quivering with fear. "Please, don't do this!"
Elle ignored Sophie's pleas, focusing instead on the intoxicating power coursing through her veins. She opened her eyes, revealing a look of utter dominance. Her voice boomed, echoing through the silent city streets.
"Your pathetic cries mean nothing to me," Elle declared, her eyes flashing with arrogance. "I am no longer bound by mortal constraints. I AM ELLE MCSULTRY, SUPREME GIANTESS QUEEN!"
Sophie and Jenny exchanged terrified glances, their faces pale with dread. They knew that they stood no chance against Elle's overwhelming power. Ten-feet tall Elle’s ginormous M-cup breasts were now pinning them against the shop front they were standing near as Elle’s growth continued while their growth had ceased, their thoughts consumed by fear and awe.
With every breath, Elle’s breasts continued to expand and while the pressure from these inflating mounds was building on Jenny and Sophie, they were also a bit aroused as their larger mammaries came into contact with Elle’s ever growing body.
Jenny was especially excited because her breasts had grown at a furious pace, their sensitivity increasing with each additional inch of volume.
The mere touch of Elle's massive, heaving breasts against her own was enough to send a thrill coursing through her veins as she could another orgasm building.
Elle grew still, building the pressure on Jenny and Sophie, who could now mainly see the underside of the twelve-foot giantess’s impossible N-cup breasts.
Elle's radiance intensified, bathing the surrounding area in a golden glow that shimmered like liquid gold. Sophie had tried to extricate herself from the vice-like grip of Elle's expansive chest, but the weight of Elle's heaving mounds rendered any escape futile. Meanwhile, Jenny was being rocked by a massive orgasm. The smell of sex only spurred on Elle’s growth. She could now be seen by people on nearby streets and a few started to move towards Elle’s location in amazement.
"Oh, no," Sophie cried, her voice echoing with anxiety. "People are coming! They could catch the virus!”
Elle, oblivious to reality and absorbed in her own growth, did not hear Sophie’s frantic smothered utterances. She merely continued to swell and tower over Sophie and Jenny, her radiant glow intensifying with each passing moment.
Two drunk women, Lily and Amy, in their 20s stumbled on the scene only to brush Elle’s huge ankle as they almost fell into her. The feeling caused Elle to sneeze which covered the two women in a mist containing the virus. Both women, dressed in almost identical red party dresses unconscious inhaled the sneeze droplets.
Lily and Amy couldn’t be sure if they were feeling the effects of the alcohol when they noticed each other’s breasts slowly growing. “What the f…?”, both women said in near unison. Their modest thin frames were about to get much curvier.
They staggered backwards, their eyes wide with astonishment as a tingle spread from their chests to their extremities.
"Umm, what is going on? How smashed are we?” Lily asked, her voice quavering slightly while her C-cup chest pushed outward.
Amy responded with a slur, “Pretty wasted. I feel something in my boobs”.
Lily glanced down at her breasts, which appeared to be swelling visibly before her eyes. She reached out and cupped both handfuls, feeling the sensitive flesh swell and pulse beneath her fingers.
"Wow, my boobs are really growing," she gasped, her voice sounding distant and dreamlike.
Amy, who was leaning against Elle's heel, instinctively clutched her chest, feeling her own C-cup breasts beginning to inflate.
"Lily, I think we're growing some big ta-ta's - a bit like this giant above us”, she slurred, her laughter mixing with surprise as the tingle spread across her body.
Lily blinked several times, her hand reflexively moving down to touch her own swelling breasts. "What the actual f*ck?" she muttered, the words barely audible. "I think you're right. This is friggin awesome!”
Lily’s and Amy’s shiny red dresses we’re tightening around their upper body and riding up their legs as they grew a few inches.
They stood there dumbfounded looking up at Elle who was still unaware of their presence. “Oh my god – I’m getting huge!”, Lily yelled, her voice cracking in surprise. Amy felt one of her breasts pop out of her bra and smiled. “My boobs are expanding!”, she giggled. Lily laughed nervously, “We’re growing huge”! The two six-foot drunks moved towards Elle, mesmerized by how she was so huge and how they were also growing. They were oblivious to Jenny and Sophie squirming under Elle’s enormous breasts.
Both Lily and Amy moaned as sensitive D-cup breasts inflated underneath their tight bras. They couldn’t believe they could feel their breasts growing in their hands.
Amy's eyes widened as she saw Lily's dress stretching tight around to her swelling breasts. Lily, meanwhile, stared slack-jawed at Amy's protruding cleavage, her eyes darting between their swollen assets.
"No way. This is unreal.” Lily admitted, her words coming out slower and thicker, as she began to get aroused by her own and Amy’s growth.
Amy nodded, her eyes never leaving Lily's expanding chest. "Same thing's happening to me," she said, her voice low and husky.
Amy's eyes widened in disbelief as she felt her own breasts begin to swell beneath her tight dress. "Wooah," she murmured, her fingertips brushing lightly against her growing assets. "That feels incredible."
Lily chuckled, her cheeks flushing as she reached out to touch Amy's heaving rack. "You're right, girl," she said, her voice hushed and reverent. "We're growing some serious boobage."
Amy sighed deeply, her eyes locked on Lily's swelling cleavage which grew bigger and deeper. Both hadn’t noticed they were also six-and- half feet tall now.
Amy looked up at Elle's gigantic N-cup breasts and giggled. "Sh*t, wonder if we’re gonna get that big”, as the next wave of growth stopped her speech cold, replaced by a moan of ecstasy.
Lily felt her dress stretch painfully, her boobs expanding wildly, almost bursting out of her bra. “Mine are doing the same”, Amy whimpered, her voice dripping with lust as she caressed her budding assets.
“This is bloody amazing”, Lily purred. “We’re becoming titty queens”. Amy was too consumed with arousal and growth to respond.
Instead, she gasped loudly as her E-cup breasts continued to inflate, her bra cutting into her tender skin. It was a delicious torture, and she couldn't help but arch her back, pressing her expanding mounds against the constrictive dress.
"Oooh, baby," Amy cooed, her voice deepening with arousal. "These boobies are growing fast."
Lily licked her lips, her eyes glued to Amy's swelling assets. "Yeah, I feel the same," she agreed, her voice thick with lust.
"I think our bodies are responding to the sight of her, aren't they?"
Amy nodded, her eyes locked on Elle's enormous N-cup breasts. "Our minds may be telling us to run, but our bodies crave more," she murmured, her voice heavy with longing.
"Can you imagine what it would be like to have a rack like hers?"
Amy nodded, her eyes locked on Elle's gargantuan N-cup breasts. "Yeah, it'd be pretty great, wouldn't it?" she murmured, her voice heavy with lust. As the thought locked into her mind, her breast growth picked up pace and E-cup breasts were inflating up and out of her strained red dress.
Amy had barely finished processing the implications of her own growth when Lily began to explode, her F-cup breasts inflating like overheated airbags.
Lily's dress strained and ripped, unable to contain her burgeoning bust. Her bra buckled under the strain, popping open with a sharp hiss as her ample breasts burst forth.
"Ahh, yes," Lily moaned, her voice thick with lust as more and more of her tanned cleavage spilled forward.