08-10-2010, 06:06 AM
Warning, this story contains giga mega macro growth, masturbation and lots and lots of text.
The Project, by DragonMasterX.
From the main entrance to its elevated platform, the Dome of Discovery and Progress was a gigantic and extensive place with uncountable rows and columns of seats ready to accommodate no less than thousands of members of the scientific community. Today was the day for Dorothy-Ann Phane, Ph.D. in Engineering and Genetics, to make a presentation that would presumably change the world in terms of over-population sustenance.
“No pressure, right…?” the young snow-white long-haired dragoness wearing a lab coat and big round glasses over her deep blue eyes said to herself to bolster her confidence by a bit, almost babbling incoherently to herself from the stress of the situation. It was the big day. Testing had been successful in more than ten different occasions; the covered table with her findings was ready to be rolled into the presentation platform in order to show the scientific community of her findings. She had worked hard, many sleepless nights had gone by, and it had all been her effort; at least, the physical one. There would be no day she would forget to thank the people of the university she had studied in that had allowed her to carry her research out, she would make sure to give them a shout out in her speech!
“Speech?” Dorothy softly spoke to herself once again, her blue fingers at her paws twitching before they coldly stiffened as she realized something was amiss. For some reason, she couldn’t concentrate all of a sudden, she had forgotten it all! Her research, the formulas, the things she had poured months into! Where was it? Where had all that valuable and potentially world-changing information in her head gone?! “Oh my god. Oh my god, oh my GOD!” she began to panic, although she only spoke to her mind; she was aware there were people around her and didn’t want to alert her of her predicament or they would think her a charlatan. The blue and white scaled dragoness was reluctant to check the contents of the table for the same reason, unwilling to risk the alarm of suspicion on herself. She tried concentrating, but somehow, she was only drawing blanks, she bit her lips and felt like crying when her name was announced in the platform by the host of the meeting.
The dragoness closed her eyes, she couldn’t allow pressure to defeat her, not after all she had gone through! She took a very deep breath, allowing her promiscuous bust to rise as her lungs took in that precious, cleansing and relaxing air and then exhaled, deflating back to an arguably less tensioned form. Re-opening her eyes, Dorothy looked down at herself to make sure she looked presentable: She was wearing her lab coat like most of the people present in the premises, the chest tag reading a simple “Dot” in it. She untied and tied her hair again to relieve some stress, adjusted her glasses and proceeded to walk to the stage where she would make her presentation. She swallowed, still unable to believe she couldn’t make anything out of her findings yet, but she had to press forward, this was the opportunity of a life time- to contribute to the world by using science! Her steps seemed heavier with every inch she moved until she felt she was carrying a rock on top of her back, she felt like she was going to faint until all of a sudden she tripped and fell forwards with a shriek, “Aiiiee!”
“Seven o’ clock, friends! Ready to get those cold engines all fired up for a new day?!” an energetic voice yelled loudly with its tone seeming like it had come out of a blaring speaker.
“Oww, my nose…” Dorothy said as she found herself on the floor, supporting herself with a clawed paw on the floor and her unoccupied hand clutching her sore snout, “I must’ve fallen off the bed…” she sighed in disappointment, blinking her eyes as she repeated the last word in her mind, “Oh my god! It was only a dream!” she told herself as if she had just discovered the meaning behind all life, “What a relief…” she deflated with a gasp, blinking once she removed her paw from her face as she realized her vision was blurry; with her weak eyes, Dorothy could hardly see well without an aid, not to mention they got tired easily, so she needed to wear glasses most of the time. Thankfully, she was careful with them and it didn’t take long for her to get them from her night table.
She quickly shut the radio at her table off after checking herself up for any bruising or significant damage to her night clothes. Since she was renting a room and had a lot of privacy, but not enough confidence, Dot slept with shorts and loose shirts, and this time had been no different. She dusted herself off a bit, not needing to do it for long since she was neat and organized with house-keeping, and then stretched all of her five foot nine well-endowed frame, her fin-tipped tail swishing lazily to show it was spotless as well. Dorothy smiled in relief and then began to concentrate, the knowledge returning to her as if it had never left at all; it had thankfully all been just a nerve-wrecking nightmare, but she hadn’t forgotten what was important to her. It was a new day, she had no presentation to worry about, just running more tests to ensure success. She would worry about approval, recognition and diffusion at the end, not at the middle. “I’m still kind of tired, actually,” she suddenly told herself as she cutely yawned. She had gone to sleep at three in the morning, and she had gone for various days without sleep; but she couldn’t stop now. She’d sleep later. All she needed now was a quick shower, a nice breakfast and her lab! Oops. The college’s lab!
After undressing, Dorothy walked into the shower and turned the hot water on, allowing her naked body to be smothered in the warm rain. She liked showers, it was the perfect time to relax and think. Dorothy began running her paws over her waist-long hair allowing her vast snow-white mane to be wholly soaked which then clung to her lean back and waist. After applying some conditioner and shampoo, she took her time washing it with both hands, working a soft massage with her eyes closed as she hummed a low tune, her tail lazily swishing about beside her feminine long legs which culminated in her generously filled-out thighs that complimented her wide hips and equally plump buttocks; Dorothy would never admit it given that she considered her large tush a sign of overweight, but it was both a lovely and lustrous heart shape. Despite her insecurity at the bottom, her waist was quite thin, vaguely showing some abdominal work from her fencing and gymnastic hobby, the cherry (or cherries) top finishing with her enormous chest.
Her chest was over a meter in diameter, probably E-cup in bra measurement, and she was surely but silently proud about them, the two scaly milk-white breasts looking like two plump footballs with no sign of sagginess and beautiful, near perfect roundness. They jiggled and bounced with each stroke of her arms as she kept washing her hair and humming whilst she thought of the recent months.
Dorothy-Ann had spent most of that time secluded in the shared laboratory, working alongside some grade and post-grade students of her same lore in order to do a good share of the installations. During that time, she had began to pursuit an ambitious project of hers, involving the enhancement of crops with natural chemicals in order to accelerate and boost cellular replication and growth in plants to be able to produce more and bigger food supplies world-wide. Many considered her project to be an impossibility, but most of them agreed it was a noble and self-less pursuit; Dorothy had partly agreed to the pessimists, given that she wasn’t working with top-notch equipment yet, but she didn’t have that kind of money for a full-fledged professional research, so she had to make do with what she had, if not to put all her effort and earnest pursuit of worldly benefits to bring out the best of the equipment and her skills.
She had already come up with a good basis to work with, one that she had already formed a theory with in her earlier years, and she had recently managed to consolidate her research into a complex formula compound she had tested on carrots, tomatoes, potatoes and several other vegetables; the results had been positive, just a single drop of the liquid formula was able to stimulate immediate cellular growth in the subject, and it allowed the vegetables to quickly grow substantially larger, to triple, quadruple and nearly quintuple their sizes, not to mention their taste wasn’t altered, and the guinea pigs she had fed the experimental food to had not shown any signs of being poisoned or otherwise afflicted by it. She had perfected the formula! But that wasn’t enough, she knew she had to find a way to be able to distribute this serum in order for it not to overflow the ground and affect underground animals. She had yet to test the effects of directly applying the formula on her guinea pigs, which was the test she had scheduled to run today. She was so close, her nerves and lack of sleep probably had worked that little nightmare out of her head.
But she was ready now. Still drowsy and somewhat groggy but she wouldn’t let it bring her down! “Ahhh, much better…” Dorothy sighed in pleasure as she stepped out of the shower with a towel draped over her bust, running down to her knees and another one around her hair. She opened it after it had soaked enough water off her blue and white scales and then began drying off, giggling as she felt her voluptuous assets jiggle around with her body shaking to a rhythm in her head. The dragoness took care of her hair next, and after she dried it she combed it with care while remembering the location of her experiment batch, reminding herself a second time that the task at hand for the day was to test the little hamster’s reaction to some of the compound’s drops.
Her choice for clothes was really simple. A sleeveless blue blouse that hugged her torso just fine albeit struggling vastly against her prominent chest and in turn the fabric was pulled up slightly, revealing her belly-button just above the colorless shorts she had decided to wear for the day. Her clawed footpaws would be cramped in shoes, so she almost never got footwear. Her hair had been tied into a single pony-tail, her forehead being covered from sight by a cute flock of it. After grabbing her purse and making sure she had left the house in a neat condition, she finally decided it was time to go. She was eager after all!
Thankfully, college wasn’t very far from her house so it wouldn’t take her long to reach it. Dorothy liked walking, besides, and didn’t have a car yet anyway. Hubert University was a big complex, but nothing over the top in fancy. She was just glad that it had just about most of what she needed to work with, and she was able to gather ingredients and other tools relatively cheap from a contact of her brother’s, she felt right at home each time she walked in. Dorothy would never get used to receiving stares, despite the silent pride she felt about her body looks, but it was clear that, at some degree, she was fairly popular in the university, and it had been decided ever since she had begun studying in it. Unfortunately, she had always been too shy to partake any group activities other than her favorite hobbies, and even then she would prefer staying home reading a book or studying to hang out late at night.
Some people had simply labeled her a nerd, but the fact she had never actually gotten herself a boyfriend made her all the same more attractive and got her the label of ‘hard to get’. Dorothy was mostly oblivious about it, but she was quick to turn down guys and even girls that would approach her with their obvious intentions; most guys at Hubert did look good, but Dorothy wasn’t interested in a relationship, neither a ‘good fuck’ as one of her attention seekers had so rashly proposed one time; she was way too focused in earning her degree and beginning her research to care about living a carefree life, there would always be time to do it once she was done helping the world, the thought made her giggle but she knew she would do her best to make it a realization of hers.
“Good morning,” Dorothy said as she casually walked into the science laboratories, grabbing the lab-coat from her dreams with the “Dot” tag and putting it on. She was immediately noticed and greeted by the only denizen in the lab.
“Hey uh, Dot,” Michael, a sleek and hairless green-scaled iguana boy said, walking up to the dragoness with unease, “Shouldn’t you be at home, resting?”
“I’m okay, Michael,” Dorothy dismissingly passed by him with a cheerful smile, heading over to her work table and safe. Michael pursued her with a concerned look in his eyes.
“I went home at 1 AM, and you still hadn’t gone home. You already had fallen asleep on the work table earlier, remember?” Michael insisted. Dorothy stopped when she reached the table and turned her head to the side, blinking her big blue eyes.
“You worry too much. I already slept enough, plus you already know that I’m only mere steps from completing my research!” she responded cheerfully again. A shy one around cute girls, Michael blushed slightly at her continuous splendorous smile, but still wasn’t convinced.
He dropped his push for a bit, instead trying to approach the subject from a different angle, “I know that your research is very important, I mean, we studied together and you’d never let me hear the end of it, but what if you make a mistake somewhere while you’re badly rested? I mean, it could,”
“Michael,” Dorothy abruptly interrupted, squinting her eyes slightly, “I’m okay. Stop nagging, okay?” she said somewhat more irritably than she might’ve wanted. Michael looked down in regret as Dorothy silently turned around to start taking care of her business as it appeared. The young iguana sighed and took his garments off.
“Yeah, well… I’ve to go take care of something. I’ll be back later, okay?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Right… See ya later, Dot. Try to be careful, okay?”
Dorothy frowned, and was about to snap, but she heard the door slam shut as Michael exited the place. She was about to shout something at him as she turned around, just who did he think she was, a pre-scholar trying to blow something up for fun? But she was already gone. In fact, she deflated from her anger and then mellowed. “Wait, that’s not right…” she told herself. She had known Michael for a while and he wasn’t the type to needlessly nag her, what she had told him had been totally uncalled for. She was suddenly relieved that he had gone out, maybe he was right and the sleeplessness was catching up to her and directly affecting her mood. He was probably right, she wouldn’t be able to effectively work under that condition, and she had said he had been nagging her. “He must think I’m a bitch, now… Oww…” the dragoness mumbled sadly, making it her duty to make it up to him later when Michael came back. For now, she had already unlocked her safe with the batch of test-tubes filled with her growth serum, and the hamster Chewey was there in his cage, awake. “Hmm, maybe I could run a small test, wait for Michael, apologize and then go home to catch some more sleep…” she mused to herself, folding her arms under her pert breasts, lifting a paw to scratch her cheek in deep thought. Yes, that would have to do! She went back to her cheerful self and grabbed the test tube holder which was a bit heavy for her, but she couldn’t take a vial out without bumping her backhand on the roof of the safe, so she had to carry it to the table and then take one out.
Yeah, a few tests wouldn’t hurt anybody. After all, she was going to carefully slip a single drop of the compound in the drinker for Chewey. Her estimated calculations showed that the serum’s effect on plants were of a relatively generous growth but it wasn’t larger than three or four times the size if applied in controlled doses like she had so far attempted and was about to do. She rubbed her eyebrows groggily and reached for a vial, uncorked it and then carefully proceeded to the table on the opposite side, making sure she was careful to avoid a large cylinder of cables going through the floor, where Chewey awaited. The dragoness made sure to be precise in the administration, for any more than the intended amount would ruin her estimations. She focused her eyes to her best, having to readjust her glasses with her unoccupied paw, the sleeplessness starting to catch up to her again, she covered her maw as she yawned softly, but quickly shrugged it off.
“Here goes, Chewey. Well, if it doesn’t affect you, nothing will go wrong, and if it does, you’ll be maybe a foot taller,” she gently smiled, tapping a finger on the tube to allow a single drop fall and pool with the rest of the otherwise purified water for the hamster. She waited patiently until Chewey began to actually relief his thirst and she intently observed him, keeping her trusty pocket notepad and pencil with her, ready to make any notes of particular interest about the subject’s reactions. A few idle minutes went by, and Chewey kept lazily walking about his cage, by the fifth minute he had gone to drink again and then went to exercise in his wheel, Dorothy’s eyes were heavy on her. “Well, the effect on vegetables was almost instantaneous, and it’s already been ten minutes,” Dorothy smiled hopefully, fishing her celphone out of her pocket to see the time, “I’ll check up on you later today, after I had a little sleep, okay?” she giggled, knowing Chewey wasn’t understanding a word but at some level she was sure the hamster knew she’d be back eventually.
Dorothy-Ann spun eagerly and went to return the vial to the rest of the batch, smiling at the prospect of some well deserved rest; she wouldn’t absent herself for more than four hours or so, and she would be back to check up Chewey’s progress and to hopefully meet with Michael again to deliver her apology. With that all in her head she forgot about the wires on the floor and her paw got stuck underneath, causing her eyes to widen in fear as she suddenly began inclining forwards and then her balance completely failed her. She held the vial tightly in her paw, making sure not one drop would fall off and at the same time summoned all of her agility in order to reach with her other paw to the rim of the table in front of her, trying to keep herself from falling down too violently; this however, shook the table with the batch too violently. Dorothy felt like cursing at herself for the dumb mistake as she finally and quite abruptly hit the table with her side, the impact causing the vial in her paw to slip and shatter on the ground after it fell, staining it with the serum, but that wasn’t about the only luck her day had bargained for. She had left the test tube holder with the rest of the serum batch in a poor position on the table, and the shaking allowed her to see, from her position on the ground, as the vials one by one fell off the knocked-over holder and splattered their contents all over her with conglomerated shattering noises: Her white hair, her blue head, her white snout, neck, chest over the fabric of her clothes and the rest of her slender scaly body which quickly absorbed all that liquid through her pores, assimilating the serum into her system rapidly.
Dot lay there, unable to believe what had just happened. She thought this a new dream; no, a nightmare! There she was, laying on her side on the floor with the containers of her work only pieces of shattered glass strewn over the floor around her and the rest of her body wet with the work, HER work. Months of research that could be replicated in time... but the time! The sleepless nights! The amount of help and support she had received from so many people! She couldn’t possibly begin to assort her feelings on the matter, but Dorothy knew one thing: It had all flushed out, or rather, inside of her. It was all gone, and nothing would change the fact. She was maybe too worn out to be able to show much more emotion than the silent contemplation, but her heart was beating fast, she could feel it pounding. Several liters of her compound had just permeated into her scales and were probably already infusing each every atom of her body with the power of growth. She had only observed Chewey for several minutes, and there hadn’t been any greatly noticeable effect on the subject but that had just been a single drop! She began to feel fear all of a sudden and then violently sat up to scream but in her wake she hit her forehead with the underside of the table, effectively knocking herself out.
Students didn’t really arrive for classes until after 8:30 in Hubert. Dorothy’s shattered tubes hadn’t really made that much of a noise, and she hadn’t had the chance to actually call for help, so the lab was silent for a good while during which the dragoness experimented a rather vivid dream involving her in the middle of a wasteland full of gigantic pawprints over everything: ground, asphalt, and even debris from broken buildings. At the center of it all was a gigantic figure she could not easily discern from her view point and somehow she couldn’t move even if curiosity was begging her to take a better look to see the look of this massive being, it was then that a gigantic blue snake came her way in a lunge. She tried moving to no avail, it passed over hear narrowly and then she realized that that had been no lurker but rather an appendage, a tail, and it was very familiar to hers, the trademark light-greenish fin at its tip making it even more evident to her. The pawprints were a perfect match to hers, scaled to that enormous size of course. It was no doubt that the giant blue and white figure at the center of the destruction was her and maybe this all was a projection of the future, and she wasn’t liking it one bit if it was. The figure she thought hers suddenly sat up and stretched its arms, one of which immediately began reaching in her direction, clouding Dorothy’s vision into darkness all of a sudden. The oppression made her spasm and pant, and by consequence she forcibly woke herself up.
A bump on her head made her wince a bit as she awoke and this time gently sat back up, avoiding to hit her head again. Her vision wasn’t darkened anymore but it was somewhat crippled with her now broken glasses, she took them off, guessing that she had probably cracked them with her accidental headbutt earlier. To her surprise, her eyes could perfectly see now, her once-weak eyes weren’t giving her a blurry vision and she could also quite easily see farther than ever before with the same amount of detail no less. “My eyes...” she softly iterated, trying to factor any of what had recently happened into her current condition; she could only presume that the compound had had something to do with her fixed eyesight, but then she decided that she could do with less surprises.
The young dragoness then began to examine herself for any change. To her dismay, the growth had begun affecting her already. It must’ve happened whilst she slept, but her blouse and shorts did not only feel tighter, but her prominent bust had rightly thrust outside of the fabric of the top, her bra somehow was still attached though, and what she had earlier mistaken for a bad position to sit on was confirmed to actually be her ass and hips struggling with the fabrics of the relatively tiny shirts. She guessed that she had probably gained a feet or two in height during her sleep, hardly anything of the proportions she had been afraid of, she felt afraid but also anxious. Maybe it was her nerves, but part of her actually felt disappointed that she hadn’t actually been able to fully experience the sensation of her body stretching and expanding until her clothes became too small for her. “N-no! What am I thinking? I have to look for a way to reverse these changes!” the nearly eight foot tall amazon of a scientist told herself, mentally face-slapping herself. Nothing else about her had changed her, so she estimated the growth had been fairly proportional. She still felt awfully cramped with her clothes, but her lab coat would make-do to cover any indecent sections of her body that would otherwise have been out for any audience to have a peek at. Fortunately, it still was before the start of classes.
Without much to proceed on, Dorothy was left in a state of contemplation once again, “What am I going to do...?” she whimpered to herself, starting to lose her composure after long holding it in, her large paws falling onto the table as she grit her small fangs together and she winced again, “What if... What if I grow too big? What if I can’t stop this?” she gripped the table hard, her bigger claws making considerable dents on the metallic surface. The more agitated she got, the more her anxiety grew. Would there actually be a second spurt? If so, when would it happen? Her eyes went wide when a scream made it to hear ears. Dorothy lifted her face to see if anybody had actually seen her in her current state, but the door was locked, the only open things in the room were a few windows by the tables where...
“Oh no. No no no no! No!” Dorothy began panting as she hurried to the table where Chewey had been. It was all but torn apart in such a wild manner that she was sure it had been forced open from the inside. The hamster had outgrown the cage with only a single growth and it had escaped already! “Chewey... Chewey!” she began to haplessly call out to her guinea pig, but with the disturbance outside and people running left and right she could only assume the worst from the widespread panic. What had she done...? What had she been thinking when she attempted a test run with something so sensitive on her own? Probably nothing, she had gone against the advice to be fully rested, she had obsessed over her work so much and now a monstrous sized rat was loose outside because of her carelessness!
That’s when a new feeling emerged within her. Dorothy was all but ready to break down and cry being the sensitive girl she was, but all of a sudden her sadness and regret were washed away by an overpowering new feeling which she felt at a loss for words to describe. She looked at herself, more specifically, at her palms with her eyes widely open. She felt all tingly and then widespread pleasure elicited a moan from her lips, when the tingly sensation returned, making her shake and shudder in anticipation. If her shorts and bra were feeling tighter before, she felt like they were finally beginning to dig into her scales now. She was bulging all over, her long legs and tail, her prominent bust and hips, her back, shoulders and arms, her head, it all was expanding at once!
Dorothy felt the inches top on her slowly as she panted with agitation, the pleasure being too great for someone so new to this entirely alien sensation, her clothes hugging her tighter and tighter until the fabric began to audibly stretch beyond its capacity and finally tear off. Her top-reduced-blouse was the first thing to go along with her now puny bra, her perfectly white breasts exploding out of their confines, the bra snapping and almost comically launched over the rows of tables onto a supply box, making her tongue roll out as her large boobs and pink nipples finally got the fresh air they deserved, the soft nubs obviously becoming significantly harder as the sudden cool breeze coming in from the open windows allowed her to feel extra stimulation, not that she was lacking any. Her shorts and panties were totally shredded by her imposing hips and rump which instinctively shook teasingly to brush the pesky remains off the jiggling and perfectly firm cheeks. Dorothy bent and hugged herself, shutting her eyes and squeezing herself as it was the only thing she could do to keep herself from moaning out loud like a vixen in heat. She felt her pleasure interrupted as the tip of her ears began brushing against the ceiling but a stronger surge of growth caused her to bump her head on the ceiling at a staggering 12 feet.
Dorothy was wildly fixated on this new sensation; she was unable to stop herself from craving more of it. If felt like tiny beings were standing on every single cell in her body, giving them massages to soothe her very being from the minimal components, allowing every scale to feel like an over-sensitive pressure spot in her body. It was driving her wild; no mere fantasy, toy or even raw sex could compare to the experience she was being put through, and her now lust-ridden mind wanted more.
“More, more...” she boomed, making people outside start to notice the vibrations of the nearby lab, noticing something blue and white of considerable size taking up a lot of space from outside. Dorothy wasn’t physically discernable to people outside, but even if she had been, she did not care about anything but her growth. To avoid bumping on the ceiling anymore, she released her voluptuous chest from her body hug and instead crouched, an endeavor that proved futile as soon as her height inexplicably doubled in a matter of seconds, the surge causing her poor tempted soul to cry out in pleasure alongside her own voice, which shook the very laboratory room itself. The tables were swallowed under her mound flesh and arms, belly and legs as she physically began taking up the entire lab’s space with her growing body, “More, more, more.” She chanted euphorically, her eyes shut as she bit her lower lip in bliss, reaching down with a paw to attend to her humid snatch that had begun stinging with need ever since the second growth spurt had started. She was at 30 feet and even whilst lying on her belly the lab was just too excessively small for someone of her prominent size, she began to feel cramped again, she didn’t like it, but at the same time she felt compelled to be restrained only to later bust out of it, and that’s precisely what the primal-urge-driven dragoness wanted to do if at least once. In her delirium and excitement, Dr. Phane simply surged upwards, not caring about pain but only pleasure, as her escalating might began leveling the ceiling and finally she was able to sit up once again, her back, shoulders and finally the head having gone through the second and part of the third floor after having added ten more feet to her impressive bulk.
“For every cheese-grated french-fry! What the heck?!” Jimmy the concierge screamed as he suddenly saw the classroom floor he had just left spotless burst into a million bricks only to immediately afterwards be greeted by a face she had seen over the last few years, with the ‘tiny’ difference that it was now gigantic, in fact, her snout was so big and her fangs so sharp that he thought he was going to be someone’s lunch. When the familiar face’s eyes opened and a low murr escaped those luscious dragon lips, the tiger janitor gasped in disbelief, “Dr. Phane?! What happened to you?!” he wanted to ask her, but even so, the words did not come out of his mouth and his legs were betraying the overwhelming need to flee the scene as his eyes were too busy contemplating the gigantic, promiscuous tits hanging from the chest of the hot giantess. To his amazement, the very same tits were still ascending and growing to meet his eye level, but then he realized that it was also Dot who was gaining more and more size.
Dorothy didn’t talk, she just sensually smiled and closed her eyes once again, her paw still trained to her crotch which she kept softly massaged to complement the wonderful feeling of her body expanding in all directions at once. Dorothy moaned softly as one of her fingers eventually slid in, and this somehow influenced and orchestrated yet another surge as she suddenly began growing and growing out of control, much to the dismay of Jimmy who had already lost sight of her breasts after they had made her way to the fourth floor and, part of him wished it had been earlier, they also quite literally spilled into the room ahead. The rubble began falling, and the cracks in the floor around Jimmy alerted him that no matter how voluptuous she was or how hot it was to watch her masturbate like this, it wasn’t worth his life. The old tiger finally made use of his natural agility to flee unharmed.
All the while, Dorothy continued to happily expand, her total height accumulating over sixty and then seventy feet. Her snout, which had a very pleased smirk drawn on it, was the first thing to ‘pop’ out of the roof of Hubert, and the rest of her body began to literally poke out of its several sections. Her buttcheeks and breasts spilled out first, many onlookers simply staying to photograph the arousing and gigantic assets as their owner started to moan in heat. Unaware to most, Dorothy was fingering herself almost passionately, most of the action being concealed from the little close-up audience by the remaining walls of the evacuated building. She let out a playful roar when her orgasm hit, and that was all her body needed. The newest surge quite literally caused Hubert to explode when her body blasted upwards and caused her model-like body to become fully revealed to everyone, only a bit of (in)conveniently placed rubble dressing her naughty bits below. Dorothy topped a hundred feet at that point. The university was completely wrecked, she had hit her orgasm and she felt on top of the world. Not yet literally, but the university had been just the start.
Dorothy looked around, the spike of pleasure having finally subsided, having returned some of her rational thought to her brain. That was when she realized what really was going on. Thankful as she was for some peace, she was now in the worst position she could’ve ever fantasized in. The university was a pile of rubble, her back on it, and she was lying there with a soaked up paw, everyone knowing why it was like that. Not only that, but she was also nude. The giantess shuddered and became red in the face, much more so than she had been all the time she had been pleasured by her growth and fingers; now that the growth was over though, she realized just how much she had gone over. Her words would not permeate her throat, there was nothing she could say to justify herself, her right arm immediately flew in front of her chest as she sat up though, tail tip in front of her messy groin and the other arm to support herself, she began to blink wildly and look left and right for any way out. In fact, she was surrounded.
Crowds had gathered, and for all her repaired eyes could see, they were all fixed on her, “S-stop staring...” she shyly and silently begged, when she began to notice the flash of some cameras, “N-no! Stop that! Please!” she begged them, bringing her unocuppied hand up to move it in negative, her intention being to dissuade them, but the masses of ant-sized people apparently took it the wrong way because the crowd directly in front of her begging arm was the loudest in terms of screams of fear and calls for help. “I didn’t mean...! I’m sorry, I! Please stop screaming! I...” she helplessly babbled, reddening more and more until her face was bright as a tomato. Who could blame them? She was a powerful looking dragoness of over a hundred feet tall, sitting atop the ruined building she had destroyed on her own and to top it off her natural beauty and sensuality were not helping her in the way she would’ve ever hoped it would. Dorothy’s mouth was trembling and she was about to cry, when all of a sudden she heard more cries for help and after then she noticed something smaller than herself crawl about the crowd that was the most excited in terms of screams for help. That’s when she realized what the real cause of the current level of agitation had been, not that she hadn’t to do with it anyway, but Chewey, a version roughly five to six times his original size, who seemed to be curious to explore at his new stature.
People weren’t very understanding about it though, they kept screaming something about two monsters, which actually offended Dorothy since they were calling them out on their size, but she wasn’t in any better position to ask for any redemption yet. She actually felt like Chewey was roughly the same size to her as he had been before the whole mess, so she reached down to pick him up in her left paw, having trouble since her other arm was busy covering her nipples from sight. “Chewey, I’m glad you’re alright.” She smiled briefly as she neared the hamster to her face and the hamster gave her a happy nip on her nose, “You shouldn’t go off like that, you had me worried, and I’m sure you also had everyone else... Uhm, worried,” she said, deciding to place the ‘little’ bugger beside her hips.
Dot was ready to wrap things up in terms of trouble since she had already managed to somehow calm her fellow (Although less considerable) giant, but the flash of more cameras perked her attention up, “Oh, no... They’re still at it?!” she groaned, her tail starting to irritably tap against her lap; she had never quite felt like this before. She was getting a lot more attention than she was used to for obvious reasons, but she had never felt this infuriated at these small people ignoring her innocent pleas for privacy. Maybe it was her new size, something to do with the fact she was towering over hundreds or probably thousands of ants she could easily squish, but she was feeling very little inclined to actually resort to violence, or so did the rational part of her mind convince her of. Dorothy-Ann’s body was slowly preparing for another spurt, she just didn’t know it; her body still had incredible amounts of serum to work with, and Chewey only had managed to get this big with a single drop. The thought began to linger in her head and it began to take up more and more space in her priorities, when all of a sudden any worry for a solution began to be dismissed as unimportant as Dorothy tried to recapture that feeling she had felt throughout her conscious expansion and soon she began to drift, to ignore the crowd and then she actually stood up and stretched to get rid of any numbness, eliciting a few moans, whistles and even screams from the gathered crowds that were getting a full view of her beautiful and sexy build staggered at 110 feet, she had been slowly adding bulk despite her unawareness and slowly but surely the tingling sensation had begun showing inside of her again, she was ready for it this time and just closed her eyes to embrace more growth, forgetting about the pesky insects under her feet and even about Chewey. Everything else would be okay, what mattered was her getting more pleasure for now.
And pleasure she got as the newest spurt hit her like an orgasmic jolt of electricity built at her core and shot at every single particle of her being, causing her to clutch her belly with a content moan, shutting her eyes as she doubled over and violently shook, the crowd below beginning to get even more restless as the titaness of a dragon began shooting up to higher and higher heights in a matter of seconds. They saw her unilaterally expand, adding feet after feet of height instead of inch after inch. This growth spurt had somehow climbed up in effect and Dorothy was so full of bliss that she was unable to take note of that fact. Instead she had simply closed her eyes again to be able to savor her growth, the tingling sensations around her body now being so pleasurable that she was moaning louder and louder as she begged: “Bigger! Bigger!” time and time again; her body responded to that too, and it began pacing up to meet Dot’s wishes, making her peak at 200 feet in a mere three minutes, and then suddenly she burst with another wild spurt, making her instantaneously double her height to an even more massive 400 feet of height which she then quadrupled, her feet pushing and crushing everything around them involuntarily as the dragoness grew and grew without stop and with increased speed. The city gone from her sight at 1600 feet, and she wasn’t even half done, her hands were now lustfully coursing her curves with delicate feels, attempting to multiply the intense rounds of pleasure she was being bombarded with thanks to her unstoppable enlargement.
“What’s going on?! She’s getting too big, too fast ! At this rate we won’t be able to escape! Isn’t there anything that can stop her growth?!” the people below would question but there were no answers for such an unprecedented event. The town long had began to flee while Dorothy kept exponentially ascending, having grown eight times her previous size in a matter of seconds this time, having skyrocketed to a new size of over 20,000 feet, nearing the mark of four miles very fast. She spun around wildly and arched her head back as she orgasmed from the sheer bliss of the enlargement, her claws on both of her plump tits clutching them tightly as her tail lashed about, the fin razing the surrounding perimeter whereas droplets of her vaginal juice rained down upon the crushed land, messing up a few sectors under her that her absolutely gigantic footpaws had not taken care of already. She cringed with a silly grin as the pleasure washed every worry out of her head, allowing her to fully enjoy the unstoppable growth her being was experiencing. After having accumulated nearly two miles in height, Dorothy was quite literally up in the clouds and a lot higher, sight of the land below having become a lot less detailed as the university, city and state quickly became too little for her paws to rest on, instead having to rely on the rest of the surroundings. Dorothy felt herself amused by that fact even if she had never dreamt of becoming this big before; yet there was an empowering emotion of lust and desire that was compelling her to ask for more, no. To gain more!
Dot felt exhausted after her second orgasm of the day, however. “I can’t believe I’m still alive…” she whispered to herself in low voice, her smile of satisfaction still intact in her lips as she laid on her belly, sprawling herself amongst the ground in a carefree manner, quite literally submerging a good portion of the state she was lying on under her extensive mammary flesh, making her wince a bit as she recalled her naked nipples which now were roughly brushing along the ground, though it only made her feel more compelled to rub her large chest on the ground, making her giggle haughtily as she squished it all under her bosom, her tail lazily wagged over her generously sized rump as always while she happily enjoyed herself, “I’m still alive, and I must be the biggest girl, no… the biggest being in Earth… I guess the serum was too potent, gee!” she cutely giggled as she gave her left boob a playful smack, making it jiggle on the land as she playfully ground more of her chest on the surface of the state, “But if I’m this big, and there is no turning back…” she looked behind her at the bright sun, shifting her position on her back this time, laying down with an arched leg as she basked in the light as if she was getting a tan, rasping adorably as she closed one eye, “I might as well go all the way!” she told herself happily as she felt herself getting tingly all of a sudden, again. “Mmmm, here it comes…” she narrowed her eyes in bliss, her elbows digging on the ground as she rested her paws on her large breasts and she put both her footpaws on the ground, stretching her legs to allow herself all the room she wanted; after all, there was ‘no one’ there, she had all the space to herself!
“Yesssss!” Dorothy hissed in pleasure, her cute pearly white fangs clenching together in another grin of joy as she felt her body begin to enlarge once again. This time allowing herself time to enjoy it without the aid of her paws or masturbation, wanting to feel it all naturally like she had first subconsciously experienced during her last dream. She cried out in happiness as she doubled, then quadrupled and then octupled her size, becoming four, then eight, then 16 miles tall, the exponential growth giving itself a rest for only a few moments as the mega gigantic dragon rapidly saw the very planet she used to live in to shrink under her magnificent development, the states conglomerating into countries and then slowly but surely into sub-continents only to join again as major continents that she could quite easily crush under her weight, but her growth returned with such vigor that Dorothy quickly grew hundreds and then thousands of miles taller in under a single minute. She was unable to bear the tease, the arousal, the horniness she was suffering from this pleasurable sensation and turned around again, but Earth’s surface met her eyes as she felt her claws on America and Asia respectively, her titanic bosom resting on Europe, “Gee, I hope you all are enjoying your peeping business now!” she giggled cutely again and then repositioned her so her 20,000 plus miles tall body had her wet crotch pressed against the rest of it, which she eagerly began rubbing against as if it was a toy for her pleasure, a toy which was increasingly becoming smaller for her to enjoy. Dorothy immediately felt the change as her body began to gain its own gravity and albeit she was still holding Earth in her claws and on her chest she knew she was floating now.
Dot smiled, perfectly knowing what had happened and, also knowing what she wanted, her claws grabbed the diminishing Earth and pulled it against her bosom while she softly murred and closed her eyes, enjoying the erotic feel to rubbing her home planet against her sensitive scales, slowly edging it under the line of her bust and lower, and lower, until she finally neared the shrinking, now relatively-base-ball-sized sphere to her wet snatch, all the while the moon began dancing around her waist, long having pulled off Earth’s orbit.
She forgot about it all at that point. The project, the selfless ambitions, the rest of the world- only she mattered now. She who was more than all the others, she who had transcended them all and would continue doing so for a loooooong time.
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I'm sure many have seen/wanted this coming, Dorothy as an almighty goddess. Well, here's to you! Drop comments or she'll squash you!
The Project, by DragonMasterX.
From the main entrance to its elevated platform, the Dome of Discovery and Progress was a gigantic and extensive place with uncountable rows and columns of seats ready to accommodate no less than thousands of members of the scientific community. Today was the day for Dorothy-Ann Phane, Ph.D. in Engineering and Genetics, to make a presentation that would presumably change the world in terms of over-population sustenance.
“No pressure, right…?” the young snow-white long-haired dragoness wearing a lab coat and big round glasses over her deep blue eyes said to herself to bolster her confidence by a bit, almost babbling incoherently to herself from the stress of the situation. It was the big day. Testing had been successful in more than ten different occasions; the covered table with her findings was ready to be rolled into the presentation platform in order to show the scientific community of her findings. She had worked hard, many sleepless nights had gone by, and it had all been her effort; at least, the physical one. There would be no day she would forget to thank the people of the university she had studied in that had allowed her to carry her research out, she would make sure to give them a shout out in her speech!
“Speech?” Dorothy softly spoke to herself once again, her blue fingers at her paws twitching before they coldly stiffened as she realized something was amiss. For some reason, she couldn’t concentrate all of a sudden, she had forgotten it all! Her research, the formulas, the things she had poured months into! Where was it? Where had all that valuable and potentially world-changing information in her head gone?! “Oh my god. Oh my god, oh my GOD!” she began to panic, although she only spoke to her mind; she was aware there were people around her and didn’t want to alert her of her predicament or they would think her a charlatan. The blue and white scaled dragoness was reluctant to check the contents of the table for the same reason, unwilling to risk the alarm of suspicion on herself. She tried concentrating, but somehow, she was only drawing blanks, she bit her lips and felt like crying when her name was announced in the platform by the host of the meeting.
The dragoness closed her eyes, she couldn’t allow pressure to defeat her, not after all she had gone through! She took a very deep breath, allowing her promiscuous bust to rise as her lungs took in that precious, cleansing and relaxing air and then exhaled, deflating back to an arguably less tensioned form. Re-opening her eyes, Dorothy looked down at herself to make sure she looked presentable: She was wearing her lab coat like most of the people present in the premises, the chest tag reading a simple “Dot” in it. She untied and tied her hair again to relieve some stress, adjusted her glasses and proceeded to walk to the stage where she would make her presentation. She swallowed, still unable to believe she couldn’t make anything out of her findings yet, but she had to press forward, this was the opportunity of a life time- to contribute to the world by using science! Her steps seemed heavier with every inch she moved until she felt she was carrying a rock on top of her back, she felt like she was going to faint until all of a sudden she tripped and fell forwards with a shriek, “Aiiiee!”
“Seven o’ clock, friends! Ready to get those cold engines all fired up for a new day?!” an energetic voice yelled loudly with its tone seeming like it had come out of a blaring speaker.
“Oww, my nose…” Dorothy said as she found herself on the floor, supporting herself with a clawed paw on the floor and her unoccupied hand clutching her sore snout, “I must’ve fallen off the bed…” she sighed in disappointment, blinking her eyes as she repeated the last word in her mind, “Oh my god! It was only a dream!” she told herself as if she had just discovered the meaning behind all life, “What a relief…” she deflated with a gasp, blinking once she removed her paw from her face as she realized her vision was blurry; with her weak eyes, Dorothy could hardly see well without an aid, not to mention they got tired easily, so she needed to wear glasses most of the time. Thankfully, she was careful with them and it didn’t take long for her to get them from her night table.
She quickly shut the radio at her table off after checking herself up for any bruising or significant damage to her night clothes. Since she was renting a room and had a lot of privacy, but not enough confidence, Dot slept with shorts and loose shirts, and this time had been no different. She dusted herself off a bit, not needing to do it for long since she was neat and organized with house-keeping, and then stretched all of her five foot nine well-endowed frame, her fin-tipped tail swishing lazily to show it was spotless as well. Dorothy smiled in relief and then began to concentrate, the knowledge returning to her as if it had never left at all; it had thankfully all been just a nerve-wrecking nightmare, but she hadn’t forgotten what was important to her. It was a new day, she had no presentation to worry about, just running more tests to ensure success. She would worry about approval, recognition and diffusion at the end, not at the middle. “I’m still kind of tired, actually,” she suddenly told herself as she cutely yawned. She had gone to sleep at three in the morning, and she had gone for various days without sleep; but she couldn’t stop now. She’d sleep later. All she needed now was a quick shower, a nice breakfast and her lab! Oops. The college’s lab!
After undressing, Dorothy walked into the shower and turned the hot water on, allowing her naked body to be smothered in the warm rain. She liked showers, it was the perfect time to relax and think. Dorothy began running her paws over her waist-long hair allowing her vast snow-white mane to be wholly soaked which then clung to her lean back and waist. After applying some conditioner and shampoo, she took her time washing it with both hands, working a soft massage with her eyes closed as she hummed a low tune, her tail lazily swishing about beside her feminine long legs which culminated in her generously filled-out thighs that complimented her wide hips and equally plump buttocks; Dorothy would never admit it given that she considered her large tush a sign of overweight, but it was both a lovely and lustrous heart shape. Despite her insecurity at the bottom, her waist was quite thin, vaguely showing some abdominal work from her fencing and gymnastic hobby, the cherry (or cherries) top finishing with her enormous chest.
Her chest was over a meter in diameter, probably E-cup in bra measurement, and she was surely but silently proud about them, the two scaly milk-white breasts looking like two plump footballs with no sign of sagginess and beautiful, near perfect roundness. They jiggled and bounced with each stroke of her arms as she kept washing her hair and humming whilst she thought of the recent months.
Dorothy-Ann had spent most of that time secluded in the shared laboratory, working alongside some grade and post-grade students of her same lore in order to do a good share of the installations. During that time, she had began to pursuit an ambitious project of hers, involving the enhancement of crops with natural chemicals in order to accelerate and boost cellular replication and growth in plants to be able to produce more and bigger food supplies world-wide. Many considered her project to be an impossibility, but most of them agreed it was a noble and self-less pursuit; Dorothy had partly agreed to the pessimists, given that she wasn’t working with top-notch equipment yet, but she didn’t have that kind of money for a full-fledged professional research, so she had to make do with what she had, if not to put all her effort and earnest pursuit of worldly benefits to bring out the best of the equipment and her skills.
She had already come up with a good basis to work with, one that she had already formed a theory with in her earlier years, and she had recently managed to consolidate her research into a complex formula compound she had tested on carrots, tomatoes, potatoes and several other vegetables; the results had been positive, just a single drop of the liquid formula was able to stimulate immediate cellular growth in the subject, and it allowed the vegetables to quickly grow substantially larger, to triple, quadruple and nearly quintuple their sizes, not to mention their taste wasn’t altered, and the guinea pigs she had fed the experimental food to had not shown any signs of being poisoned or otherwise afflicted by it. She had perfected the formula! But that wasn’t enough, she knew she had to find a way to be able to distribute this serum in order for it not to overflow the ground and affect underground animals. She had yet to test the effects of directly applying the formula on her guinea pigs, which was the test she had scheduled to run today. She was so close, her nerves and lack of sleep probably had worked that little nightmare out of her head.
But she was ready now. Still drowsy and somewhat groggy but she wouldn’t let it bring her down! “Ahhh, much better…” Dorothy sighed in pleasure as she stepped out of the shower with a towel draped over her bust, running down to her knees and another one around her hair. She opened it after it had soaked enough water off her blue and white scales and then began drying off, giggling as she felt her voluptuous assets jiggle around with her body shaking to a rhythm in her head. The dragoness took care of her hair next, and after she dried it she combed it with care while remembering the location of her experiment batch, reminding herself a second time that the task at hand for the day was to test the little hamster’s reaction to some of the compound’s drops.
Her choice for clothes was really simple. A sleeveless blue blouse that hugged her torso just fine albeit struggling vastly against her prominent chest and in turn the fabric was pulled up slightly, revealing her belly-button just above the colorless shorts she had decided to wear for the day. Her clawed footpaws would be cramped in shoes, so she almost never got footwear. Her hair had been tied into a single pony-tail, her forehead being covered from sight by a cute flock of it. After grabbing her purse and making sure she had left the house in a neat condition, she finally decided it was time to go. She was eager after all!
Thankfully, college wasn’t very far from her house so it wouldn’t take her long to reach it. Dorothy liked walking, besides, and didn’t have a car yet anyway. Hubert University was a big complex, but nothing over the top in fancy. She was just glad that it had just about most of what she needed to work with, and she was able to gather ingredients and other tools relatively cheap from a contact of her brother’s, she felt right at home each time she walked in. Dorothy would never get used to receiving stares, despite the silent pride she felt about her body looks, but it was clear that, at some degree, she was fairly popular in the university, and it had been decided ever since she had begun studying in it. Unfortunately, she had always been too shy to partake any group activities other than her favorite hobbies, and even then she would prefer staying home reading a book or studying to hang out late at night.
Some people had simply labeled her a nerd, but the fact she had never actually gotten herself a boyfriend made her all the same more attractive and got her the label of ‘hard to get’. Dorothy was mostly oblivious about it, but she was quick to turn down guys and even girls that would approach her with their obvious intentions; most guys at Hubert did look good, but Dorothy wasn’t interested in a relationship, neither a ‘good fuck’ as one of her attention seekers had so rashly proposed one time; she was way too focused in earning her degree and beginning her research to care about living a carefree life, there would always be time to do it once she was done helping the world, the thought made her giggle but she knew she would do her best to make it a realization of hers.
“Good morning,” Dorothy said as she casually walked into the science laboratories, grabbing the lab-coat from her dreams with the “Dot” tag and putting it on. She was immediately noticed and greeted by the only denizen in the lab.
“Hey uh, Dot,” Michael, a sleek and hairless green-scaled iguana boy said, walking up to the dragoness with unease, “Shouldn’t you be at home, resting?”
“I’m okay, Michael,” Dorothy dismissingly passed by him with a cheerful smile, heading over to her work table and safe. Michael pursued her with a concerned look in his eyes.
“I went home at 1 AM, and you still hadn’t gone home. You already had fallen asleep on the work table earlier, remember?” Michael insisted. Dorothy stopped when she reached the table and turned her head to the side, blinking her big blue eyes.
“You worry too much. I already slept enough, plus you already know that I’m only mere steps from completing my research!” she responded cheerfully again. A shy one around cute girls, Michael blushed slightly at her continuous splendorous smile, but still wasn’t convinced.
He dropped his push for a bit, instead trying to approach the subject from a different angle, “I know that your research is very important, I mean, we studied together and you’d never let me hear the end of it, but what if you make a mistake somewhere while you’re badly rested? I mean, it could,”
“Michael,” Dorothy abruptly interrupted, squinting her eyes slightly, “I’m okay. Stop nagging, okay?” she said somewhat more irritably than she might’ve wanted. Michael looked down in regret as Dorothy silently turned around to start taking care of her business as it appeared. The young iguana sighed and took his garments off.
“Yeah, well… I’ve to go take care of something. I’ll be back later, okay?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Right… See ya later, Dot. Try to be careful, okay?”
Dorothy frowned, and was about to snap, but she heard the door slam shut as Michael exited the place. She was about to shout something at him as she turned around, just who did he think she was, a pre-scholar trying to blow something up for fun? But she was already gone. In fact, she deflated from her anger and then mellowed. “Wait, that’s not right…” she told herself. She had known Michael for a while and he wasn’t the type to needlessly nag her, what she had told him had been totally uncalled for. She was suddenly relieved that he had gone out, maybe he was right and the sleeplessness was catching up to her and directly affecting her mood. He was probably right, she wouldn’t be able to effectively work under that condition, and she had said he had been nagging her. “He must think I’m a bitch, now… Oww…” the dragoness mumbled sadly, making it her duty to make it up to him later when Michael came back. For now, she had already unlocked her safe with the batch of test-tubes filled with her growth serum, and the hamster Chewey was there in his cage, awake. “Hmm, maybe I could run a small test, wait for Michael, apologize and then go home to catch some more sleep…” she mused to herself, folding her arms under her pert breasts, lifting a paw to scratch her cheek in deep thought. Yes, that would have to do! She went back to her cheerful self and grabbed the test tube holder which was a bit heavy for her, but she couldn’t take a vial out without bumping her backhand on the roof of the safe, so she had to carry it to the table and then take one out.
Yeah, a few tests wouldn’t hurt anybody. After all, she was going to carefully slip a single drop of the compound in the drinker for Chewey. Her estimated calculations showed that the serum’s effect on plants were of a relatively generous growth but it wasn’t larger than three or four times the size if applied in controlled doses like she had so far attempted and was about to do. She rubbed her eyebrows groggily and reached for a vial, uncorked it and then carefully proceeded to the table on the opposite side, making sure she was careful to avoid a large cylinder of cables going through the floor, where Chewey awaited. The dragoness made sure to be precise in the administration, for any more than the intended amount would ruin her estimations. She focused her eyes to her best, having to readjust her glasses with her unoccupied paw, the sleeplessness starting to catch up to her again, she covered her maw as she yawned softly, but quickly shrugged it off.
“Here goes, Chewey. Well, if it doesn’t affect you, nothing will go wrong, and if it does, you’ll be maybe a foot taller,” she gently smiled, tapping a finger on the tube to allow a single drop fall and pool with the rest of the otherwise purified water for the hamster. She waited patiently until Chewey began to actually relief his thirst and she intently observed him, keeping her trusty pocket notepad and pencil with her, ready to make any notes of particular interest about the subject’s reactions. A few idle minutes went by, and Chewey kept lazily walking about his cage, by the fifth minute he had gone to drink again and then went to exercise in his wheel, Dorothy’s eyes were heavy on her. “Well, the effect on vegetables was almost instantaneous, and it’s already been ten minutes,” Dorothy smiled hopefully, fishing her celphone out of her pocket to see the time, “I’ll check up on you later today, after I had a little sleep, okay?” she giggled, knowing Chewey wasn’t understanding a word but at some level she was sure the hamster knew she’d be back eventually.
Dorothy-Ann spun eagerly and went to return the vial to the rest of the batch, smiling at the prospect of some well deserved rest; she wouldn’t absent herself for more than four hours or so, and she would be back to check up Chewey’s progress and to hopefully meet with Michael again to deliver her apology. With that all in her head she forgot about the wires on the floor and her paw got stuck underneath, causing her eyes to widen in fear as she suddenly began inclining forwards and then her balance completely failed her. She held the vial tightly in her paw, making sure not one drop would fall off and at the same time summoned all of her agility in order to reach with her other paw to the rim of the table in front of her, trying to keep herself from falling down too violently; this however, shook the table with the batch too violently. Dorothy felt like cursing at herself for the dumb mistake as she finally and quite abruptly hit the table with her side, the impact causing the vial in her paw to slip and shatter on the ground after it fell, staining it with the serum, but that wasn’t about the only luck her day had bargained for. She had left the test tube holder with the rest of the serum batch in a poor position on the table, and the shaking allowed her to see, from her position on the ground, as the vials one by one fell off the knocked-over holder and splattered their contents all over her with conglomerated shattering noises: Her white hair, her blue head, her white snout, neck, chest over the fabric of her clothes and the rest of her slender scaly body which quickly absorbed all that liquid through her pores, assimilating the serum into her system rapidly.
Dot lay there, unable to believe what had just happened. She thought this a new dream; no, a nightmare! There she was, laying on her side on the floor with the containers of her work only pieces of shattered glass strewn over the floor around her and the rest of her body wet with the work, HER work. Months of research that could be replicated in time... but the time! The sleepless nights! The amount of help and support she had received from so many people! She couldn’t possibly begin to assort her feelings on the matter, but Dorothy knew one thing: It had all flushed out, or rather, inside of her. It was all gone, and nothing would change the fact. She was maybe too worn out to be able to show much more emotion than the silent contemplation, but her heart was beating fast, she could feel it pounding. Several liters of her compound had just permeated into her scales and were probably already infusing each every atom of her body with the power of growth. She had only observed Chewey for several minutes, and there hadn’t been any greatly noticeable effect on the subject but that had just been a single drop! She began to feel fear all of a sudden and then violently sat up to scream but in her wake she hit her forehead with the underside of the table, effectively knocking herself out.
Students didn’t really arrive for classes until after 8:30 in Hubert. Dorothy’s shattered tubes hadn’t really made that much of a noise, and she hadn’t had the chance to actually call for help, so the lab was silent for a good while during which the dragoness experimented a rather vivid dream involving her in the middle of a wasteland full of gigantic pawprints over everything: ground, asphalt, and even debris from broken buildings. At the center of it all was a gigantic figure she could not easily discern from her view point and somehow she couldn’t move even if curiosity was begging her to take a better look to see the look of this massive being, it was then that a gigantic blue snake came her way in a lunge. She tried moving to no avail, it passed over hear narrowly and then she realized that that had been no lurker but rather an appendage, a tail, and it was very familiar to hers, the trademark light-greenish fin at its tip making it even more evident to her. The pawprints were a perfect match to hers, scaled to that enormous size of course. It was no doubt that the giant blue and white figure at the center of the destruction was her and maybe this all was a projection of the future, and she wasn’t liking it one bit if it was. The figure she thought hers suddenly sat up and stretched its arms, one of which immediately began reaching in her direction, clouding Dorothy’s vision into darkness all of a sudden. The oppression made her spasm and pant, and by consequence she forcibly woke herself up.
A bump on her head made her wince a bit as she awoke and this time gently sat back up, avoiding to hit her head again. Her vision wasn’t darkened anymore but it was somewhat crippled with her now broken glasses, she took them off, guessing that she had probably cracked them with her accidental headbutt earlier. To her surprise, her eyes could perfectly see now, her once-weak eyes weren’t giving her a blurry vision and she could also quite easily see farther than ever before with the same amount of detail no less. “My eyes...” she softly iterated, trying to factor any of what had recently happened into her current condition; she could only presume that the compound had had something to do with her fixed eyesight, but then she decided that she could do with less surprises.
The young dragoness then began to examine herself for any change. To her dismay, the growth had begun affecting her already. It must’ve happened whilst she slept, but her blouse and shorts did not only feel tighter, but her prominent bust had rightly thrust outside of the fabric of the top, her bra somehow was still attached though, and what she had earlier mistaken for a bad position to sit on was confirmed to actually be her ass and hips struggling with the fabrics of the relatively tiny shirts. She guessed that she had probably gained a feet or two in height during her sleep, hardly anything of the proportions she had been afraid of, she felt afraid but also anxious. Maybe it was her nerves, but part of her actually felt disappointed that she hadn’t actually been able to fully experience the sensation of her body stretching and expanding until her clothes became too small for her. “N-no! What am I thinking? I have to look for a way to reverse these changes!” the nearly eight foot tall amazon of a scientist told herself, mentally face-slapping herself. Nothing else about her had changed her, so she estimated the growth had been fairly proportional. She still felt awfully cramped with her clothes, but her lab coat would make-do to cover any indecent sections of her body that would otherwise have been out for any audience to have a peek at. Fortunately, it still was before the start of classes.
Without much to proceed on, Dorothy was left in a state of contemplation once again, “What am I going to do...?” she whimpered to herself, starting to lose her composure after long holding it in, her large paws falling onto the table as she grit her small fangs together and she winced again, “What if... What if I grow too big? What if I can’t stop this?” she gripped the table hard, her bigger claws making considerable dents on the metallic surface. The more agitated she got, the more her anxiety grew. Would there actually be a second spurt? If so, when would it happen? Her eyes went wide when a scream made it to hear ears. Dorothy lifted her face to see if anybody had actually seen her in her current state, but the door was locked, the only open things in the room were a few windows by the tables where...
“Oh no. No no no no! No!” Dorothy began panting as she hurried to the table where Chewey had been. It was all but torn apart in such a wild manner that she was sure it had been forced open from the inside. The hamster had outgrown the cage with only a single growth and it had escaped already! “Chewey... Chewey!” she began to haplessly call out to her guinea pig, but with the disturbance outside and people running left and right she could only assume the worst from the widespread panic. What had she done...? What had she been thinking when she attempted a test run with something so sensitive on her own? Probably nothing, she had gone against the advice to be fully rested, she had obsessed over her work so much and now a monstrous sized rat was loose outside because of her carelessness!
That’s when a new feeling emerged within her. Dorothy was all but ready to break down and cry being the sensitive girl she was, but all of a sudden her sadness and regret were washed away by an overpowering new feeling which she felt at a loss for words to describe. She looked at herself, more specifically, at her palms with her eyes widely open. She felt all tingly and then widespread pleasure elicited a moan from her lips, when the tingly sensation returned, making her shake and shudder in anticipation. If her shorts and bra were feeling tighter before, she felt like they were finally beginning to dig into her scales now. She was bulging all over, her long legs and tail, her prominent bust and hips, her back, shoulders and arms, her head, it all was expanding at once!
Dorothy felt the inches top on her slowly as she panted with agitation, the pleasure being too great for someone so new to this entirely alien sensation, her clothes hugging her tighter and tighter until the fabric began to audibly stretch beyond its capacity and finally tear off. Her top-reduced-blouse was the first thing to go along with her now puny bra, her perfectly white breasts exploding out of their confines, the bra snapping and almost comically launched over the rows of tables onto a supply box, making her tongue roll out as her large boobs and pink nipples finally got the fresh air they deserved, the soft nubs obviously becoming significantly harder as the sudden cool breeze coming in from the open windows allowed her to feel extra stimulation, not that she was lacking any. Her shorts and panties were totally shredded by her imposing hips and rump which instinctively shook teasingly to brush the pesky remains off the jiggling and perfectly firm cheeks. Dorothy bent and hugged herself, shutting her eyes and squeezing herself as it was the only thing she could do to keep herself from moaning out loud like a vixen in heat. She felt her pleasure interrupted as the tip of her ears began brushing against the ceiling but a stronger surge of growth caused her to bump her head on the ceiling at a staggering 12 feet.
Dorothy was wildly fixated on this new sensation; she was unable to stop herself from craving more of it. If felt like tiny beings were standing on every single cell in her body, giving them massages to soothe her very being from the minimal components, allowing every scale to feel like an over-sensitive pressure spot in her body. It was driving her wild; no mere fantasy, toy or even raw sex could compare to the experience she was being put through, and her now lust-ridden mind wanted more.
“More, more...” she boomed, making people outside start to notice the vibrations of the nearby lab, noticing something blue and white of considerable size taking up a lot of space from outside. Dorothy wasn’t physically discernable to people outside, but even if she had been, she did not care about anything but her growth. To avoid bumping on the ceiling anymore, she released her voluptuous chest from her body hug and instead crouched, an endeavor that proved futile as soon as her height inexplicably doubled in a matter of seconds, the surge causing her poor tempted soul to cry out in pleasure alongside her own voice, which shook the very laboratory room itself. The tables were swallowed under her mound flesh and arms, belly and legs as she physically began taking up the entire lab’s space with her growing body, “More, more, more.” She chanted euphorically, her eyes shut as she bit her lower lip in bliss, reaching down with a paw to attend to her humid snatch that had begun stinging with need ever since the second growth spurt had started. She was at 30 feet and even whilst lying on her belly the lab was just too excessively small for someone of her prominent size, she began to feel cramped again, she didn’t like it, but at the same time she felt compelled to be restrained only to later bust out of it, and that’s precisely what the primal-urge-driven dragoness wanted to do if at least once. In her delirium and excitement, Dr. Phane simply surged upwards, not caring about pain but only pleasure, as her escalating might began leveling the ceiling and finally she was able to sit up once again, her back, shoulders and finally the head having gone through the second and part of the third floor after having added ten more feet to her impressive bulk.
“For every cheese-grated french-fry! What the heck?!” Jimmy the concierge screamed as he suddenly saw the classroom floor he had just left spotless burst into a million bricks only to immediately afterwards be greeted by a face she had seen over the last few years, with the ‘tiny’ difference that it was now gigantic, in fact, her snout was so big and her fangs so sharp that he thought he was going to be someone’s lunch. When the familiar face’s eyes opened and a low murr escaped those luscious dragon lips, the tiger janitor gasped in disbelief, “Dr. Phane?! What happened to you?!” he wanted to ask her, but even so, the words did not come out of his mouth and his legs were betraying the overwhelming need to flee the scene as his eyes were too busy contemplating the gigantic, promiscuous tits hanging from the chest of the hot giantess. To his amazement, the very same tits were still ascending and growing to meet his eye level, but then he realized that it was also Dot who was gaining more and more size.
Dorothy didn’t talk, she just sensually smiled and closed her eyes once again, her paw still trained to her crotch which she kept softly massaged to complement the wonderful feeling of her body expanding in all directions at once. Dorothy moaned softly as one of her fingers eventually slid in, and this somehow influenced and orchestrated yet another surge as she suddenly began growing and growing out of control, much to the dismay of Jimmy who had already lost sight of her breasts after they had made her way to the fourth floor and, part of him wished it had been earlier, they also quite literally spilled into the room ahead. The rubble began falling, and the cracks in the floor around Jimmy alerted him that no matter how voluptuous she was or how hot it was to watch her masturbate like this, it wasn’t worth his life. The old tiger finally made use of his natural agility to flee unharmed.
All the while, Dorothy continued to happily expand, her total height accumulating over sixty and then seventy feet. Her snout, which had a very pleased smirk drawn on it, was the first thing to ‘pop’ out of the roof of Hubert, and the rest of her body began to literally poke out of its several sections. Her buttcheeks and breasts spilled out first, many onlookers simply staying to photograph the arousing and gigantic assets as their owner started to moan in heat. Unaware to most, Dorothy was fingering herself almost passionately, most of the action being concealed from the little close-up audience by the remaining walls of the evacuated building. She let out a playful roar when her orgasm hit, and that was all her body needed. The newest surge quite literally caused Hubert to explode when her body blasted upwards and caused her model-like body to become fully revealed to everyone, only a bit of (in)conveniently placed rubble dressing her naughty bits below. Dorothy topped a hundred feet at that point. The university was completely wrecked, she had hit her orgasm and she felt on top of the world. Not yet literally, but the university had been just the start.
Dorothy looked around, the spike of pleasure having finally subsided, having returned some of her rational thought to her brain. That was when she realized what really was going on. Thankful as she was for some peace, she was now in the worst position she could’ve ever fantasized in. The university was a pile of rubble, her back on it, and she was lying there with a soaked up paw, everyone knowing why it was like that. Not only that, but she was also nude. The giantess shuddered and became red in the face, much more so than she had been all the time she had been pleasured by her growth and fingers; now that the growth was over though, she realized just how much she had gone over. Her words would not permeate her throat, there was nothing she could say to justify herself, her right arm immediately flew in front of her chest as she sat up though, tail tip in front of her messy groin and the other arm to support herself, she began to blink wildly and look left and right for any way out. In fact, she was surrounded.
Crowds had gathered, and for all her repaired eyes could see, they were all fixed on her, “S-stop staring...” she shyly and silently begged, when she began to notice the flash of some cameras, “N-no! Stop that! Please!” she begged them, bringing her unocuppied hand up to move it in negative, her intention being to dissuade them, but the masses of ant-sized people apparently took it the wrong way because the crowd directly in front of her begging arm was the loudest in terms of screams of fear and calls for help. “I didn’t mean...! I’m sorry, I! Please stop screaming! I...” she helplessly babbled, reddening more and more until her face was bright as a tomato. Who could blame them? She was a powerful looking dragoness of over a hundred feet tall, sitting atop the ruined building she had destroyed on her own and to top it off her natural beauty and sensuality were not helping her in the way she would’ve ever hoped it would. Dorothy’s mouth was trembling and she was about to cry, when all of a sudden she heard more cries for help and after then she noticed something smaller than herself crawl about the crowd that was the most excited in terms of screams for help. That’s when she realized what the real cause of the current level of agitation had been, not that she hadn’t to do with it anyway, but Chewey, a version roughly five to six times his original size, who seemed to be curious to explore at his new stature.
People weren’t very understanding about it though, they kept screaming something about two monsters, which actually offended Dorothy since they were calling them out on their size, but she wasn’t in any better position to ask for any redemption yet. She actually felt like Chewey was roughly the same size to her as he had been before the whole mess, so she reached down to pick him up in her left paw, having trouble since her other arm was busy covering her nipples from sight. “Chewey, I’m glad you’re alright.” She smiled briefly as she neared the hamster to her face and the hamster gave her a happy nip on her nose, “You shouldn’t go off like that, you had me worried, and I’m sure you also had everyone else... Uhm, worried,” she said, deciding to place the ‘little’ bugger beside her hips.
Dot was ready to wrap things up in terms of trouble since she had already managed to somehow calm her fellow (Although less considerable) giant, but the flash of more cameras perked her attention up, “Oh, no... They’re still at it?!” she groaned, her tail starting to irritably tap against her lap; she had never quite felt like this before. She was getting a lot more attention than she was used to for obvious reasons, but she had never felt this infuriated at these small people ignoring her innocent pleas for privacy. Maybe it was her new size, something to do with the fact she was towering over hundreds or probably thousands of ants she could easily squish, but she was feeling very little inclined to actually resort to violence, or so did the rational part of her mind convince her of. Dorothy-Ann’s body was slowly preparing for another spurt, she just didn’t know it; her body still had incredible amounts of serum to work with, and Chewey only had managed to get this big with a single drop. The thought began to linger in her head and it began to take up more and more space in her priorities, when all of a sudden any worry for a solution began to be dismissed as unimportant as Dorothy tried to recapture that feeling she had felt throughout her conscious expansion and soon she began to drift, to ignore the crowd and then she actually stood up and stretched to get rid of any numbness, eliciting a few moans, whistles and even screams from the gathered crowds that were getting a full view of her beautiful and sexy build staggered at 110 feet, she had been slowly adding bulk despite her unawareness and slowly but surely the tingling sensation had begun showing inside of her again, she was ready for it this time and just closed her eyes to embrace more growth, forgetting about the pesky insects under her feet and even about Chewey. Everything else would be okay, what mattered was her getting more pleasure for now.
And pleasure she got as the newest spurt hit her like an orgasmic jolt of electricity built at her core and shot at every single particle of her being, causing her to clutch her belly with a content moan, shutting her eyes as she doubled over and violently shook, the crowd below beginning to get even more restless as the titaness of a dragon began shooting up to higher and higher heights in a matter of seconds. They saw her unilaterally expand, adding feet after feet of height instead of inch after inch. This growth spurt had somehow climbed up in effect and Dorothy was so full of bliss that she was unable to take note of that fact. Instead she had simply closed her eyes again to be able to savor her growth, the tingling sensations around her body now being so pleasurable that she was moaning louder and louder as she begged: “Bigger! Bigger!” time and time again; her body responded to that too, and it began pacing up to meet Dot’s wishes, making her peak at 200 feet in a mere three minutes, and then suddenly she burst with another wild spurt, making her instantaneously double her height to an even more massive 400 feet of height which she then quadrupled, her feet pushing and crushing everything around them involuntarily as the dragoness grew and grew without stop and with increased speed. The city gone from her sight at 1600 feet, and she wasn’t even half done, her hands were now lustfully coursing her curves with delicate feels, attempting to multiply the intense rounds of pleasure she was being bombarded with thanks to her unstoppable enlargement.
“What’s going on?! She’s getting too big, too fast ! At this rate we won’t be able to escape! Isn’t there anything that can stop her growth?!” the people below would question but there were no answers for such an unprecedented event. The town long had began to flee while Dorothy kept exponentially ascending, having grown eight times her previous size in a matter of seconds this time, having skyrocketed to a new size of over 20,000 feet, nearing the mark of four miles very fast. She spun around wildly and arched her head back as she orgasmed from the sheer bliss of the enlargement, her claws on both of her plump tits clutching them tightly as her tail lashed about, the fin razing the surrounding perimeter whereas droplets of her vaginal juice rained down upon the crushed land, messing up a few sectors under her that her absolutely gigantic footpaws had not taken care of already. She cringed with a silly grin as the pleasure washed every worry out of her head, allowing her to fully enjoy the unstoppable growth her being was experiencing. After having accumulated nearly two miles in height, Dorothy was quite literally up in the clouds and a lot higher, sight of the land below having become a lot less detailed as the university, city and state quickly became too little for her paws to rest on, instead having to rely on the rest of the surroundings. Dorothy felt herself amused by that fact even if she had never dreamt of becoming this big before; yet there was an empowering emotion of lust and desire that was compelling her to ask for more, no. To gain more!
Dot felt exhausted after her second orgasm of the day, however. “I can’t believe I’m still alive…” she whispered to herself in low voice, her smile of satisfaction still intact in her lips as she laid on her belly, sprawling herself amongst the ground in a carefree manner, quite literally submerging a good portion of the state she was lying on under her extensive mammary flesh, making her wince a bit as she recalled her naked nipples which now were roughly brushing along the ground, though it only made her feel more compelled to rub her large chest on the ground, making her giggle haughtily as she squished it all under her bosom, her tail lazily wagged over her generously sized rump as always while she happily enjoyed herself, “I’m still alive, and I must be the biggest girl, no… the biggest being in Earth… I guess the serum was too potent, gee!” she cutely giggled as she gave her left boob a playful smack, making it jiggle on the land as she playfully ground more of her chest on the surface of the state, “But if I’m this big, and there is no turning back…” she looked behind her at the bright sun, shifting her position on her back this time, laying down with an arched leg as she basked in the light as if she was getting a tan, rasping adorably as she closed one eye, “I might as well go all the way!” she told herself happily as she felt herself getting tingly all of a sudden, again. “Mmmm, here it comes…” she narrowed her eyes in bliss, her elbows digging on the ground as she rested her paws on her large breasts and she put both her footpaws on the ground, stretching her legs to allow herself all the room she wanted; after all, there was ‘no one’ there, she had all the space to herself!
“Yesssss!” Dorothy hissed in pleasure, her cute pearly white fangs clenching together in another grin of joy as she felt her body begin to enlarge once again. This time allowing herself time to enjoy it without the aid of her paws or masturbation, wanting to feel it all naturally like she had first subconsciously experienced during her last dream. She cried out in happiness as she doubled, then quadrupled and then octupled her size, becoming four, then eight, then 16 miles tall, the exponential growth giving itself a rest for only a few moments as the mega gigantic dragon rapidly saw the very planet she used to live in to shrink under her magnificent development, the states conglomerating into countries and then slowly but surely into sub-continents only to join again as major continents that she could quite easily crush under her weight, but her growth returned with such vigor that Dorothy quickly grew hundreds and then thousands of miles taller in under a single minute. She was unable to bear the tease, the arousal, the horniness she was suffering from this pleasurable sensation and turned around again, but Earth’s surface met her eyes as she felt her claws on America and Asia respectively, her titanic bosom resting on Europe, “Gee, I hope you all are enjoying your peeping business now!” she giggled cutely again and then repositioned her so her 20,000 plus miles tall body had her wet crotch pressed against the rest of it, which she eagerly began rubbing against as if it was a toy for her pleasure, a toy which was increasingly becoming smaller for her to enjoy. Dorothy immediately felt the change as her body began to gain its own gravity and albeit she was still holding Earth in her claws and on her chest she knew she was floating now.
Dot smiled, perfectly knowing what had happened and, also knowing what she wanted, her claws grabbed the diminishing Earth and pulled it against her bosom while she softly murred and closed her eyes, enjoying the erotic feel to rubbing her home planet against her sensitive scales, slowly edging it under the line of her bust and lower, and lower, until she finally neared the shrinking, now relatively-base-ball-sized sphere to her wet snatch, all the while the moon began dancing around her waist, long having pulled off Earth’s orbit.
She forgot about it all at that point. The project, the selfless ambitions, the rest of the world- only she mattered now. She who was more than all the others, she who had transcended them all and would continue doing so for a loooooong time.
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