CW: FMG, GTS, futa, muscle growth, cock growth, giantess, godhood, macro, hyper. (read part 4)
DAY FIVE
“...that shook the entire American east coast to its core. Is it an alien? Is it a god? What does it want? So far, efforts to communicate with the monster have been entirely unsuccessful…”
Lyn staggered out of the restroom. This nausea had come out of nowhere. She wiped her mouth, feeling heaviness throughout her body.
Then she saw what was on TV.
Stumbling into her living room, she stared down at the unbelievable image. A swarm of helicopters circled like buzzards. Spotlights flicked on. Circles of light danced across a bulbous, uneven, alien surface, ugly canyons, craggy cliffs… then the surface moved! Shifted! Tectonic plates twisting. Up and up the spotlights traced over hideous outlines and grotesque shapes until they illuminated a human face.
The face winced at the light shining into its eyes. The face filled the entire screen. Beautiful. A woman. Not just any woman.
“...Kaylee…?” Lyn’s own whispered realization sent an arousing shudder through her slender body.
One of the helicopters veered too close. A gigantic hand appeared out of the darkness and swatted at the intrusion.
How big is she…? Lyn’s mind raced.
The aircraft tilted. The cameraman screamed. The image on screen twisted toward the ground hundreds if not thousands of feet below, revealing for one dizzying second the full height of Kaylee’s astounding body.
Oh fuck, oh fuck… look at the size of just her arm…!
Kaylee’s bicep appeared on screen, a mountain peak. Her arm dove. The undulating landscape of her forearm passed in front of the camera. The helicopter righted itself and carefully began to descend. The cameraman captured Kaylee’s smiling face above a sea of muscle and flesh. She was kneeling, lowering the aircraft safely toward the ground.
Lyn noticed she was biting her lip. She let go and started to hear the newscast again. The reporter looked suddenly terrified.
“...latest statement from the White House! Evacuate the region or shelter in place! Repeat: a nuclear strike has been ordered!”
Shit! Lyn grabbed her phone, threw open her closet, grabbed her bike and rushed out the door. The fires filled the sky with a ruddy, angry glow. Sirens echoed from the nearby shoreline and beneath them, a thunderous noise like enormous footsteps.
People were running and screaming.
“Jon! Jon, where are you?”
The goddess’s eyes scanned the crowds seething below.
“Talk to them, Kaylee. They’re afraid.”
Dr. Vanessa Floret leaned into the giant ear as she spoke, hoping that Kaylee could still hear her. She felt like she was a gnat trying to get the attention of a whale. But she knew Kaylee had dropped her off at this perch beside her jaw for a reason. Vanessa steadied herself on the rock hard, velvety surface of Kaylee’s bloated neck muscles, readying her lungs to shout.
But Kaylee spoke.
“I don’t want to hurt you. I want to help.”
The goddess’s voice blasted like a hurricane, whipping winds across the nearby rooftops. Glass windows shattered. Car alarms blared. The nearby ocean hissed in the darkness. Lights went out along the streets.
“No, Kaylee, please, speak gently,” Vanessa encouraged, “Show them you don’t want to hurt them. Show them you’re here to help.”
But Vanessa couldn’t hear it. Only Kaylee could. Her senses were more alive than they’d ever been. The news broadcast.
The military had sanctioned the use of a weapon of mass destruction on US soil, against US citizens turned into a mob of millions that threatened to stamp out the last remnants of the UAFC and its broken promises. Kaylee could hear the tearful president apologizing. She could hear the fragmented prayers, the screams of rage and horror, the panicked footsteps all along the east coast.
“I’ll show them.”
The goddess craned her neck up, the back of her skull pressing against the wall of traps and back muscles that threatened to overwhelm her from behind. She could already see the descending star, the weapon falling toward the city.
“They’re trying to kill you. They don’t understand.” Vanessa’s voice was filled with shock. She was telling herself as much as she was telling the giantess. “...We’re going to die. We’ve failed. I failed you. I’m sorry...”
“Kayleeee!!”
The goddess heard the tiny, insignificant voice calling up to her from the crowd below. Not Jon. Somebody else.
“Lyn? What are you doing here?” the skyscraper of muscle bent over, looking down past her monumental dick to search the faces of the people scurrying through the streets. Sure enough, it was Lyn on her bicycle, looking like she might faint at the sight of all that muscle with Kaylee’s face on top.
Kaylee lowered her hand and opened her palm. Lyn scrambled onto the immense platform, talking, shouting.
“It’s a nuke! They’re crazy! They’re sending a nuke! You have to get out of here!”
“I know, Lyn…” the giantess whispered as softly as she could, “It’s too late… I came here to stop them from killing themselves and I just made it worse…”
A moment later, Kaylee’s sorrowful face filled Lyn’s vision. Lyn fought back her vertigo, trying to tell herself not to look down, to stare into their enormous, inviting eyes. She choked down her rising bile and tried to find her voice.
“You have to stop it, Kaylee, or we’re all dead!”
“Why did you come here, Lyn?” Kaylee’s eyes glistened with tears. “I can’t… You’ll die, too.” Beads of liquid formed at the corners of her shimmering eyes. A single teardrop might’ve filled a swimming pool.
In the moonlight, it was the most beautiful and moving sight Lyn had ever witnessed. The most powerful being on the planet and she simply wasn’t powerful enough. Or worse, that she merely believed she wasn’t.
“I came to help you, Kaylee… I love you… we can’t let it end here… You have get it to detonate it in the air, above the city. Like way above the city! If it’s high enough… everybody could be saved.”
Vanessa snapped her fingers. “Ah, like Starfish Prime! A high-altitude detonation!”
Lyn noticed the doctor for the first time, a completely naked and impossibly voluptuous woman perched beside Kaylee’s ear. She wasn’t even the craziest thing Lyn had seen that week.
“Can you do that?” Lyn looked into Kaylee’s gigantic eyes.
“...I don’t know…” Kaylee lifted her free arm into the air, high above her head, a tower of bulging mass shooting up into the sky toward the falling comet. “I’m not big enough.”
“Kaylee… the application…” Vanessa’s hands shook. She held a silver container like a cigar box in her trembling grasp. “You took three. Your growth… it was exponential. I have more than twice that amount left. It could be enough…”
“So that’s the FC drug?” Lyn’s eyes widened, “Look at what it did to you!”
“It could work but…” Kaylee’s eyes glanced from the spot beside her jaw back to Lyn, “I don’t know what will happen to me… Will I still be human? How big will I get? What if I get so big… I destroy the whole city? The country? ...What if I outgrow the whole fucking planet?”
All three women fell silent. All three minds reeled at the thought of Kaylee growing even larger. Bigger and bigger, unstoppably, without limitation. All three hearts raced in anticipation. All three bodies tingled with muscle lust. The gargantuan giantess could be even bigger.
Vanessa broke their trance.
“It’s up to you, Kaylee. It’s certain death versus the mysterious unknown. And we don’t have a lot of time left...”
“Kaylee…?” Lyn squeaked.
The goddess’s eyes focused on the tiny woman in the center of her open hand.
“What do you need?” Lyn was on her knees, “If it’s release, take it. If it’s more power, take it. You can have whatever you want… Me? I’m just the girl you knew in high school. You don’t have to do this for me. Or for anybody. But… if it’s what you want… then do it… and I’ll be here for you.” Lyn opened her arms wide as if to hug the impossible muscles crowding her friend’s thousand-foot body. “Even if you become so big you can’t even see me… so big you’re a god... you’ll always be my bestie. I’ll always be at your side.”
Kaylee smiled.
The goddess brought Lyn closer to her face. She puckered her huge lips. Lyn planted herself against the kiss. The soft, sensual moment lasted just a second but for the two girls, it meant a lifetime.
“Dr. Floret? Please climb onto my hand with Lyn. I’ll protect you.”
Vanessa obeyed and sat beside Lyn.
“I have the application prepped, Miss Valencia… If you’re ready.”
Kaylee’s mouth yawned wide like a bottomless pit opening in the Earth. Her long tongue rolled out. Vanessa Floret threw the drugs down the giantess’s throat like she was scattering seed for the harvest. Kaylee closed her lips and smiled again, then closed her fingers around the two women knowing they would never see each other face to face like this again. As Kaylee turned her eyes to the weapon, she thought of the steamy night she had spent with Lyn, how they grew up together, went to school together, knew practically everything about each other. It would never be the same again.
It’d be something more.
The drugs had a long way to travel but the effects already began working before they reached her stomach. Kaylee could feel it, bigger and brighter and hotter than the sun. The sensation built until it filled every fiber of her being. She felt like she was a balloon being inflated with blazing magma. Euphoria didn’t even begin to describe it. An orgasm couldn’t even begin to release this mounting pressure.
It was an indescribable sensation that no human being had ever experienced before. Hell, it would’ve killed any other human being. It was the feeling of becoming omnipotent.
Kaylee’s body ascended, exploding and rebuilding itself, ripping apart and sewing itself back together from the cellular level, gaining more mass and strength and size with every microsecond. The petrified populace below looked up and saw the volcanic eruption of muscle swallowing up the giantess, devouring the final vestiges of her humanity. Two arms, two legs, one torso became a single expanding planetoid of mass, nearly a sphere of muscle surging outward into buildings, crashing through city blocks, becoming so heavy it sank into the asphalt.
Veins tore through the inhuman egg of muscle and the shape began to reform again. It stood up on lengthening legs. One leg lifted and took a step beyond the buildings into the sea. Arms reached thousands and then tens of thousands of feet into the air. An unspeakably immense chest surged outward on an upper body that came to resemble the top of a mushroom, a floating continent of burgeoning flesh blocking out the night sky with its disgusting, uncontainable, violent growth.
Beneath the roaring mass, Kaylee’s worries and panic, anxiety and fear melted into a new awareness that would come to dominate her eternity. The girl’s voice was heard for the last time by human ears, uttering a cry completely overcome with pleasure, vanity, lust, and power. More. That became Kaylee’s existence. As her cock blasted out from her rapidly expanding body, crashing and burying itself into the sea, all she could think of was More.
Wider around than a city block, her behemoth dick arced up out of the ocean like a world-ending sea serpent, launching its incandescent spunk into the stratosphere. Endless ropes of semen built into thick clouds that spread across the sky. As the atmospheric globs burst, raindrops of honey-like cum drenched the Atlantic and the entire eastern coast of North America.
More. Still her cock grew bigger. Still her euphoria intensified. Still her body grew.
Hundreds of miles above the city, Kaylee’s eyes peered through the crack of open space between her own pecs and lats, the insane muscles that had grown so grotesquely immense, a landscape bigger than several countries. Drooling, seething, gnashing her teeth, driven mad with pleasure, losing herself in the muscle lust, she barely saw the nuclear weapon within reach. Remembering Lyn and Vanessa, she balled her other fist and flexed her arm.
An Everest-sized bicep shredded through the night sky, breaking the sound barrier, shattering the atmosphere. Kaylee moaned. Her eyes rolled back. Her bicep rose above her like a tidal wave. Her own arm was an impenetrable wall of overwhelming mass that threatened to drown her. Her own arm. And all she wanted was more.
The nuke crashed into the peak of her bicep.
“It’s been nearly nine months since the end of the world. Like a baby bird pushed from its nest, forced to learn to fly, humanity survived. Somehow. We survived and thrived.
“Evacuating the planet was no easy task. But we managed to save the young, the brightest among us. Billions. We brought the best of the UAFC but there’s no more UA. There’s no more EU. There’s no more need for a Fertility Coalition. There are no more boundaries dividing warring nations against each other. For the first time in maybe its entire existence, humanity is at peace.
“The cartographers made quick work of our new surroundings. Instead of building weapons of mass destruction, the scientists and engineers fashioned new technology to help us survive. Heat energy. Terraforming. Sustainable food and water. Anti-gravity supports. Near instantaneous short range transportation. We have enough to be full but not so much that anything goes to waste. It’s a primal utopia. I feel sorry for those who missed it.
“There were many who saw themselves as captains of an old regime, who wanted to go down with the ship, who wouldn’t give themselves over to a completely alien lifestyle. Earth was home. I get it.
“Now Earth is no more. I’m not sure what exactly happened to it. Planets don’t make very durable sex toys and Kaylee is now overcome with lust.
“I am her prophetess and I am with child. Vanessa Floret, emissary of the goddess alongside me, will join me in bringing forth the first human children in over a decade. Millions will follow our lead.”
Lyn watched the sun rise in an ochre and emerald haze through the pink atmosphere over the serrated horizon. The first rays touched the golden brown mountain peaks, light crawling deep into the musky valleys of the goddess’s fingerprints. Lyn watched the city lights shut off in the dale beneath her as morning came on and she glanced over her shoulder at the imperceptible, immobile mass sprawled out where the stars used to be, passing from shadow into illumination. A dimension of flesh.
“Kaylee is our home now. Station One will wake on the tip of her ring finger to send another scouting party onto her torso. She’s still growing. Slower than before. Vanessa Floret ensures she has as much growth as she wishes, synthesizing more drugs for our savior to consume. The goddess must have more.
“Her body’s gravity might crush us all someday--it’s already almost unbearable on her core and our anti-gravity technology struggles to keep up--or she might flex and cause the visible universe to implode in on itself… but I know she’ll find a way to save us again. After all, she saved us from infertility and from ourselves. All I must do is serve the goddess.”
Against the black silhouette of bulging muscles the size of solar systems, the dark shaft of Kaylee’s impossible cock bending across the face of the universe caught the light. The sight of its spunk spreading like a vast white nebulae through space, catching the light of a billion stars, filled the prophetess with thrills of arousal. Lyn smiled.
“Kaylee saved us all, but does she even know we’re here?”
...Jon... I can feel you. I can sense you. My prophetess and my emissary tell me you’re humiliated… working among their fertility-harvesters on the head of my cock, grown bigger than Jupiter… Bigger… I’ve spent months meditating on that word… what it means for me… what it means for humanity… I am incomprehensible to them. I’m still growing bigger. I’ll never stop. I can’t stop. I don’t want to. More is all I am now. More is going to be everything you need… your race and yourself, Jon...
I am all you’ll ever need… I am More than you can handle… careful you aren’t driven sexually insane by the scent and touch (and taste) of my seed… but it is an honor to work among the harvesters, gathering the most precious resource in existence to inseminate your people… to perpetuate your kind...
I only envy you this one thing… I can only imagine what it must look like to stand at the precipice of my planet-sized cock head… look down across a distance of planetary orbits at the sight of your goddess still expanding beneath your feet… I can only ponder the meaning of More as my muscles fill up every available space in the universe for eternity… but you… you can look down from the capstone of my dick, a shaft that can obliterate stars… my cock that is humanity’s last and only hope… what feelings struggle inside you, Jon, there at the tip of my fertile crescent…?
(end of part 5)
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