Chapter 1: Introduction
It was one late weekend night. The bar known as "Breezy beer" had people gathered left and right, all drinking away and chatting in-between each other, enjoying the nice atmosphere by the dimly lit, city bar.
The door creaked slowly, and in stumbled Chloe Johnson, just having been to a friends party, now drunk and disgruntled. Chloe sat down on a lone table, frustrated that she couldn't seduce a single guy to take home this evening. Chloe often came by this bar whenever she felt down, and decided to order herself a beer to ease her frustration.
The tender served her up her pint, the cool, golden liquid was just what she needed.
She glanced around the room, watching the usual antics of strangers. Little did she know that tonight would be different, tonight would be the first step toward becoming the woman she wished she was.
A tall, mysterious woman dressed in a tight black dress, wavy black hair partly hiding red eyes, approached Chloe. She signaled to her vacant seat and Chloe nodded with little hesitation.
"Hello there, sweetheart" her mysterious voice cooed as she leaned over.
Chloe was a bit taken aback by the woman, partly by her forwardness, and partly by her sheer size. She had to be about nine feet tall, she towered over her. Chloe couldn't take her eyes of her, her mouth agape inspecting the woman intently, looking at her gigantic breasts, clearly to large for her extremely tight dress.
"Ehm... hello?" Chloe answered sheepishly, feeling inadequate in comparison to the large woman.
The mysterious woman chuckled low and deep, "Don't be shy" she said as she leaned in closer to Chloe, her large breasts practically spilling out of her dress.
Chloe couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of fear and attraction towards the woman, she had never met anyone like her before.
"I know a disgruntled woman when I see one. Tell me sweetie, what's on your mind?" The woman coed in a welcoming low tone.
She signaled to the bartender for a whiskey, sipping it casually while waiting for Chloe's response.
Chloe couldn't help but be drawn to the woman's powerful aura, her towering frame and voluptuous figure. "It's nothing" Chloe answered, not wanting to reveal too much to a stranger. She felt a strange connection to this woman, as if they had met before.
The woman chuckled lowly, "You can't fool me, sweetheart. I've been around the block a few times."
The woman placed a soft hand over Chloe's. "I just want to have a little chat sweetie. I'd like to know what's bothering you."
Cloe hesitated once more, but then felt strangely convinced by the woman's suggestion, feeling almost warm inside by her presence.
"Alright," Cloe sighed. "I've just been feeling lost these days. I can't help but feel like I'm not good enough. Everywhere I go, I see other women, prettier than me, sexier, more confident, and I can't help but compare myself to them." Cloe looked down at her arms, feeling self-conscious.
"I wish I was beautiful, sexy even. If I had a body like yours I'd love my life." Chloe said blatantly, her drunken state making her carefree.
"Oh my, sweetie don't think like that. You're great in your own ways, you don't need to be sexy." The woman coed, trying to cheer Chloe up.
Chloe looked up at the woman, slightly defeated. "Tell that to the guys I like."
Chloe replied, trying to hold back her tears. "They just look right past me, at all the other girls. I feel like such a disappointment." She took a large gulp of her beer, trying to wash away the bitter taste of rejection.
The mysterious woman's eyes softened as she listened to Chloe's story. She took a deep breath before speaking again.
"And I see exactly what they all want." She said angrily, gesturing toward her chest, showcasing how flat chested she was.
"I just want to be sexy." Chloe said, saddened.
"Is that what you truly want sweetie?" The woman asked in a heartfelt voice.
She reached out and gently took Chloe's hand. "I can sense that deep down, what you truly desire is to feel empowered and confident."
Chloe was taken aback by the woman's words. She had never thought of it that way before. The woman's touch sent a jolt of electricity through Chloe's body. She felt a deep connection to this stranger and her heart raced with anticipation.
"Yes, that's exactly what I want." Chloe whispered with a newfound determination in her voice.
She felt a sudden spark in her eyes, as if the woman's words had ignited something within her.
"Then I can help you with that." The mysterious woman said with a confident smile.
She leaned in even closer to Chloe, her voice husky and seductive.
"Close your eyes sweetie, and picture yourself. Picture yourself exactly how you want to be."
Chloe did as she was told, her mind filling with images of her transformed body. She saw herself with large breasts, a fuller figure and more confidence in herself.
Then while imagining her dream form, an image flashed in Chloe's head, an image where Chloe where a gigantic being with outlandish proportions, towering over skyscrapers, being treated like a goddess. Chloe quickly dismissed the idea, thinking it was too outlandish.
Cloe opened her eyes again and her gaze met the woman's. "I hope for those dreams to come true." The woman said with a warm smile.
Chloe's view then flashed white in an instant...
Cloe opened her eyes once more, only to find herself in her couch, lying down in her own apartment, seemingly unchanged from the bar. She sat up and looked down at her body, finding everything to be normal. "What the hell was that?" Cloe murmured to herself, utterly confused by what just happened.
Cloe then suddenly noticed something strange. Her shirt felt tight around her chest, she checked again and she couldn't believe it. Her breasts seemed to be slightly bigger than before, although it could've been her imagination. She shook her head, feeling disoriented from all that happened in the bar. Deciding to put the night behind her, she went to bed, trying to sleep off what she experienced.