"Buzz off, creep!" said Katelyn, flipping the middle finger to the asshole who had followed her out of the bar, still trying his pervy pick-up lines on her even as she left. "Yeah, whatever, you're just a dumb bitch, anyway!" the guy said to her from the bar's doorway, as she walked further away. Next to her, Kate's best friend Courtney turned around and shouted back. "Eat a dick, asshole!", she yelled, flipping the bird with both hands as she walked backwards for a few paces with Katelyn. Kate continued to face forward and headed off down the dark street, towards where both women had parked their cars.



"I finally go out for a night and THIS is what happens," she grumbled to Courtney.

"I know, Katie," her friend replied. "Sorry you had your night ruined by a creepo," she said, brushing a strand of hair out of her face as she looked at Katelyn to her side. The woman was a little shorter than Kate, and quite cute, with blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail and a narrow frame that she worked hard to keep athletic and toned. Courtney liked to run marathons, and did obstacle courses for fun. Katelyn had tried them with her a few times, but she was never really into them as much. "He was kinda hot, too. But then... ugh. He just kept ogling your tits and saying sleezy things about them. Such a creep," she said, shaking her head. "But we still had fun, right?" Courtney asked, turning to watch the sidewalk in front of her. "The karaoke was pretty good, and we did a little dancing... you aren't just going to retreat back into your cave, because of one asshole, right?" Courtney pleaded half-jokingly, and dropped into a brief crouch as she walked, clutching at Katelyn's arm.



Staggering in her high heels as her friend jerked her playfully, Kate put on a smile for Courtney's benefit. "No, I know. Wwe had a great time. It was... good to get out and do something, finally," she admitted. "It just sucks when entitled jerks think that I owe them some kind of favor, just because they buy me a drink," Kate complained. "I just... ugh, let's forget about the asshole. I DID have a good time, Courtney, and I'm not just going to go crawl back into my hole after this," she said, looking at her friend.

"Promise?" asked Courtney. Kate sighed theatrically. "I promise..." she said, rolling her eyes. Like she would have much of a choice, with Courtney being so persistent. Lately she'd been badgering Kate to go out on weekends. The woman had a relentless motor, and the busy schedule she now had as the mother of an infant had only made her more determined to enjoy her free nights to the fullest. And she was determined to get Katelyn to come along. She had planned this "girls night out" over a month in advance, so she could get a babysitter until her husband Brian got home, and had extracted two separate confirmations from Kate that she wasn't going to bail on her, this time.



Katelyn loved Courtney like a sister, and always had a great time with her, but she could be a handful. The woman's energetic nature and her loyalty to her best friend Katelyn had been both a blessing and a curse in the past year. Ever since Kate's incident, Courtney had been extremely supportive. Except, Kate hadn't really wanted the support.



After the "accident" in which Kate's house apparently exploded due to a gas leak, Courtney had been determined to help make sure that Kate got back on her feet, offering to house Kate while she looked for a new place to live, driving her to work every day, since the busses didn't run to her house. Just generally being there, for her friend. The problem was, Kate hadn't wanted anybody to "be there" for her. If she could have, Katelyn would have distanced herself from all her friends and family, and never seen any of them again. Courtney, however, had immediately picked up on Kate's melancholy demeanor and attempts to put distance between herself and her loved ones, and had called her out on it. She concluded that Katelyn had been traumatized by the explosion, and was trying to separate herself from everyone because she was worried about dying, and didn't want to risk being close to anybody when she did die, because she didn't want them to be hurt. And in her own friendly and unrelenting manner, Courtney had made it clear that she wasn't going to allow Katelyn to just retreat into her shell.



In a way, Courtney had been spot on about Katelyn's intentions. She didn't want anyone to care about her or be close to her, because of the traumatic ordeal she had gone through. But it hadn't been a gas explosion she had experienced. Nobody knew the terrible dark secret that Kate was hiding from all of them, which gave her good reason not to want to get close to anyone. The truth was, Katelyn was going to break the world, and everybody on it would perish in the process, including all the people she cared about most. She knew this for certain, because a Goddess had told her she was destined to do so.



It had been more than a year since Katelyn's encounter with April, the mysterious and powerful Goddess who apparently had taken interest in Katelyn, and in particular, her breasts. Out of the blue, the Goddess had decided she wanted to make Katelyn's boobs grow bigger, and Kate didn't have much say in the matter. On two occasions, April made Kate's tits rapidly grow large enough to shred her clothes, and then render her immobile from their size and weight, if only temporarily. They eventually shrank back down, both times. On the second occasion however, April made Katelyn's boobs grow big enough to completely destroy Kate's house, as well as those of several neighbors, before they returned to normal. The "gas leak explosion" that Kate had survived had actually been her own breasts rapidly growing to the size of a city block. Strangely, nobody in her neighborhood had been harmed, or witnessed the actual event when it happened. The explanation of a gas explosion had been the only thing that made sense for so much destruction. Insurance had covered the damages from the strange event, without too many questions.



On that fateful day when Katelyn had witnessed her own breasts grow to titanic proportions, the Goddess April had told her something terrible. She said to Kate that she'd chosen her to destroy the Earth. That is, April had explained in no uncertain terms, that she intended for Katelyn's breasts to one day grow large enough to crack the planet, like an egg. She told Kate that her boobs would bring about the apocalypse, and she believed her.



Kate was shaken by April's revelation. But there was nothing she could do about it. The Goddess was clearly insane, and had no regard for human lives, and Kate had no way to prevent her from making good on her word. April's strange powers made her unaccountable to any sort of threats, and she didn't respond to rational objections, or begging. The Goddess was totally in control of Katelyn's destiny. And so, for over a year, Katelyn had woken up every day wondering if this was going to be the day that her boobs started growing and didn't stop, until the entire world was consumed by them.



It had been a rough year. The first few months in particular, had been just awful. Katelyn basically developed agoraphobia, becoming afraid to go outside, especially to crowded places, and getting more and more sullen and distant with each passing day. She knew that the doomsday clock was ticking, and her breasts could just start growing at any moment, without warning. She'd had trouble sleeping, and had often had terrible nightmares, fraught with constantly replaying scenarios of her growing gigantic boobs and killing everyone. It didn't help that April apparently had the power to appear in Kate's dreams, as well. The last time she'd visited Kate in her dreams had been the time her breasts had destroyed her house. And so Katelyn was afraid to go to sleep every night, lest she meet the Goddess as she slept. But in the year since that day, Kate's breasts remained dormant. And she hadn't seen April. She had dreamt of her, but only as a vague impression of someone to fear. The Goddess had been completely silent. Well, except for a brief written note that appeared, when Katelyn attempted to kill herself.



Yes, Katelyn attempted suicide multiple times in the months following the event. She'd told herself that either she had to die, or the world was doomed, and eventually worked up the courage to end her own life. She had been unsuccessful, however. Because in a cruel twist of fate, April had apparently made Katelyn immortal.



Katelyn first suspected what had happened, when alcohol suddenly stopped affecting her. One of her coping mechanisms had been to crawl into a bottle of booze almost every night, offering her both a way to dull her nerves so she could sleep, as well as a way to temporarily forget her miserable destiny. Perhaps trying to make a first attempt to just end it all, Katelyn downed an entire bottle of rum one night, going far beyond what would be safe for her to consume. Based on how much she drank, and her body weight, she should definitely have gotten alcohol poisoning. But Katelyn woke up the next morning feeling completely fine, not hung over at all. When she had made subsequent attempts to get drunk after that day, Kate discovered that she was unable to do so. After finishing a glass of alcohol, she might feel slightly buzzed for a minute or two, but then the feeling soon went away. Her body seemed to process alcohol so efficiently that she couldn't keep up with her own tolerance. She could take 5 shots of vodka in a row, and 5 minutes later, would feel no different than if she had just drank water.



The week after her attempt to give herself alcohol poisoning, Kate tried swallowing an entire bottle of sleeping pills, sobbing as she said did so. She fell into a deep sleep, but woke up the next morning completely healthy. Kate went out to the pharmacy that morning and got another bottle, just in case the ones she had were duds, and tried it again, with the same result. Suspecting April's hand in her sudden tolerance for poisoning her body, Kate was forced to take more drastic measures.



That night, Katelyn ran a warm bath for herself, got in while still fully clothed, and then, before she had time to give it much thought, she stabbed her arm with the kitchen knife she had brought up, intending to open the veins in her wrist and bleed out in the tub. But it didn't. work.



The tip of the knife failed to break the skin, or even register any pain for Katelyn as she tried multiple times to stab herself, or slice open her wrist. "Holy shit..." Katelyn said as she held the knife up to her face. It looked sharp. She placed her thumb on the edge of the knife and ran it along the blade. It felt sharp. But yet, no matter how hard Kate pushed her thumb into the edge, it didn't cut her. She might as well have been using a plastic toy, for all the damage the knife was doing to her skin. Katelyn braced herself and, with as much force as she could manage, drove the point of the blade right into her stomach. She felt no more pain than if someone had poked her mildly in the belly with their finger, and the tip of the knife snapped off as it twisted against her skin. It didn't even leave a scratch.



Kate didn't dare give up. She was still determined to end her life before she caused the apocalypse. Getting out of the tub, she trotted to the kitchen, dripping water from her soaked clothes the entire way, and got the toaster from the counter. Plugging it in to the outlet of the bathroom wall and turning it on, Katelyn got back into the tub, holding the toaster above the water as she settled in. Then, she dropped the toaster in. The lights flickered and went out in the bathroom as the outlet short-circuited, and the electricity from the toaster flashed blue in the water of the tub as the current ran through Katelyn. She felt nothing more than a slight shock, as if she had touched a doorknob and gotten a jolt of static discharge. Sitting in the tub in darkness, Katelyn sighed.



Katelyn still was determined to find a way. It took her a few days to work up the courage, but eventually, she was able to make herself do it. Taking her car that she'd recently purchased using the insurance money from her house exploding, she drove to a nearby bridge in the dead of night and parked her car in the middle. Then, without allowing herself to think too much, she got out of her car, climbed up onto the railing of the bridge, and threw herself off.



As the night air blew her hair wildly behind her, Katelyn hoped that her loved ones wouldn't mourn her too much. They would never know the real reason why she had decided to do this, but that was okay. Better not to risk telling them and have them think she was crazy. Better to die, to keep them safe. The water rushed up to meet her, and Kate closed her eyes. However, as she hit the water with a force that should have been enough to shatter her bones and snap her spinal chord, Katelyn felt no pain during the impact. She felt the water rush past her as she sank further into the depths of the river, but she remained fully conscious and sustained no injury from the fall. She might as well have dove in from a few feet above the surface.



As Kate floated in the dark water, she thrashed her arms in frustration at her failure. But then got another idea. In her final desperate struggle against destiny, she exhaled all the water in her lungs, and swam down further into the water's depths, planning to drown herself. Seconds went by without her having any air in her lungs, and Katelyn's body was sending her desperate signals to return to the surface immediately, but she still doggedly pulled herself downward into the dark water. Eventually, sure that she would have no way to float to the surface before drowning, Kate gave in to her body's urgent call for air, and breathed in. Water rushed into her lungs, filling them... and nothing happened. She remained conscious, and felt perfectly fine as she breathed in and out, underwater. Her lungs had to work a little harder to pull the liquid in, but that was it April had made her able to breathe underwater. What was she going to do, now?



Suddenly, everything shifted. Kate felt her feet land on a hard surface, and she stumbled forward, as unprepared to suddenly be back on dry land. She threw out her arms by reflex, and found herself banging into her car door. She was back on the bridge, soaking wet. Kate coughed river water out of her lungs, which was unpleasant. There was a lot of water to expel, and it took several minutes before she finished her coughing fit. When she recovered, she looked around. It was still dark out, and nobody else was on the bridge. April had teleported her out of the water. Katelyn screamed in frustration, the sound echoing off the metal beams of the bridge above her and fading out into the dead of the night. The Goddess had made her immortal, that was the only explanation. Kate couldn't die, and so could do nothing to avoid her fate - to destroy the world with her boobs.



As Katelyn got into her car, feeling completely lost, she felt something crinkle inside her shirt. Reaching into her cleavage, Kate felt something lodged in between her breasts, and pulled it out. It was a piece of paper. Somehow, it had gotten inside her bra. Katelyn turned on the car's interior light and unfolded the paper. It had writing on it, in a woman's flowery script, written in purple pen ink that didn't smudge, despite the paper being soaking wet. It was a letter addressed to Kate, from April.

"Nice try, Katelyn. Very brave of you, " the letter read. "But you won't escape your fate so easily. You have been chosen, and no harm shall befall you, until you complete your task. Now quit trying to be a martyr and go LIVE A LITTLE. You never know which day might be this world's last, after all. Might as well enjoy it, while you can. ❤️ - April"



Kate scoffed, then angrily crumpled up the letter and threw it out the window before starting her car. There was no escape for her. She drove home soaking wet, unable to think of anything besides those two words. No escape. No escape.



That had all been over 10 months ago. In the time since, Katelyn had found a new place to live, and had gotten a new job, now working as a bartender in the evening in addition to working at the diner most mornings. Working two jobs kept her busy, kept her mind off things, and helped cover the expenses she had incurred in order to put her life back together. Every day, she woke up and wondered if this was the day of destruction. But time passed, and the days turned into weeks, which turned into months, and still - nothing from April. No random occurrences of her boobs growing bigger. She continued to have nightmares where April showed up in them, and some where her boobs grew huge, but none of them seemed quite so real as when April actually visited her in her dreams. They were just her own brain scaring her, and those dreams were always fleeting.



Without her friend Courtney to keep her grounded in reality, Kate thought it quite likely that she would have gone insane, and done something truly stupid, like tying a cement block to her leg and throwing herself into the deepest part of the ocean. It wouldn't have solved anything, so Kate was glad she hadn't tried it. Otherwise she'd still be trapped at the bottom of the sea. Or more likely, teleported back to shore.

But for whatever reason, the Goddess had yet to implement her plan, and so between that, and Courtney's constant efforts to drag Katelyn out and get her to actually experience life, Katelyn eventually had begun to act as if everything was normal, the past few months. It wasn't, and she knew it. But she could only live in terror of the inevitable for so long. Eventually she had to go out and actually live, even if she was only pretending.



"Katie, you're doing that thing where your face looks all distant again," Courtney said seriously, and Katelyn was stirred out of her reverie as the woman halted on the dark sidewalk, forcing Kate to stop as well.

"Sorry Courtney," she said, forcing a smile. "I was just thinking about, um, what sorts of errands I want to do tomorrow. Wanna go shopping with me in the morning?" she asked, trying to change the subject.

The blonde woman looked up at her with sincere concern in her eyes. "You can't fool me, Katelyn," she said softly. "You were thinking about it again, weren't you? That thing that's got you so scared."



Courtney stepped up closer to Kate, gently grabbing her by both forearms. "Katelyn, I wish you'd just talk to me about it," she pleaded softly. "It's not healthy, keeping whatever this is, inside. You should at least go see a therapist or something - and don't try to tell me it's nothing!" she said, cutting off Kate as she tried to open her mouth to defend herself. "I've known you since middle school, Katelyn Palmer. I can't figure out what's going on with you, but I know something BIG is up," she said. Courtney's voice grew tight, and she winced as she continued. "I'm sorry Katie, it's just... I keep seeing you out of the corner of my eye, and you have this blank stare like you're... like you're a cornered animal, or something, I don't know. Like you're a deer in the headlights of an oncoming truck, and you're just... frozen. Is that weird? " Katelyn was shaking her head, trying and failing to think of some way to deflect Courtney from this line of questioning.



Her friend's voice was gentle as she went on, "And I don't know, it's just... I keep seeing you jump, every time somebody enters the room. Just a little bit, and I hardly even noticed it, but it's there, Katie. Something has you spooked. And - let me finish!" she said, holding her finger up to stop Kate from interjecting. "And all I want to say is, I think you should TALK to somebody about it. It's not healthy to keep all this pain bottled up inside of you."



Katelyn was at a loss for words. She wanted to tell Courtney that she  was fine, to just tell her to forget about it. There was no way she could help Kate, anyways. If she told Courtney what was going on, it would just cause her friend as much pain and grief as it had Katelyn. If she even believed her. The whole story would sound utterly preposterous if she tried to explain it. Katelyn wanted to make up some bullshit excuse, but this was her best friend putting her on the spot. Frozen by indecision, Kate couldn't will the lie to come out of her mouth. "I..." she said, shaking her head slowly, her eyes growing wider as she looked at her friend.



Courtney's eyes immediately widened in response to Kate silently confirming her suspicions. "Oh my god, Katelyn. Something did happen to you," she said, her grip growing tighter on Kate's forearms. The streetlight that lit the two women's faces showed that Courtney's eyes were brimming with tears, and so were Kate's. Katelyn couldn't break Courtney's gaze, and couldn't find the words to say. Courtney's face was full of concern, silently encouraging Kate to tell her everything.

"I...I'm sorry Courtney, it's just..." Kate shuddered suddenly, a single spasm as her tightly controlled emotions threatening to break loose.

"Oh, god. You're trembling," Courtney said, looking terrified.

"I... can't..." Kate continued, her mind racing to think of how she was going to explain. She looked around suddenly. They were out in public, walking a deserted street at night. This wasn't the place and time to spill the beans. "I can't tell you here, out in the open" Kate finally said, letting out a long breath as she tried to calm herself down.



From Courtney's expression, Kate could tell she wasn't going to let it go, though. She looked around the dark street, then she grabbed Kate's hand and stepped to the side, and both women began to walk down the sidewalk again. "Alright," she said as they headed in the direction of their cars. "Let's go back to your place, and we can stay up and talk, where nobody can hear us. I don't want to wake up Brian and the baby," said Courtney, but Katelyn was shaking her head.

"No, Courtney, I don't want to do it tonight. It's late, and I'm tired, and... well, it's going to be kind of a long story, and I don't want to freak you out, right before bed," Katelyn explained. Courtney was silent, and Kate could tell she wasn't satisfied. She wanted to get the story right now. Katelyn had to reassure her friend, otherwise she'd never drop it. "I promise, there's nothing we can do about it right now. I'll tell you the whole story tomorrow, if you want."

Courtney remained silent as they continued to walk for a while, until they came to the intersection where they would split up. Courtney's car was only a few steps away, while Katelyn had parked around the corner. "Fine," Courtney said as they paused on the sidewalk. "We'll talk about this tomorrow. Over lunch, after we do a little shopping in the morning?" Courtney asked, turning towards Kate and raising one eyebrow.



"Sure," Katelyn responded, relieved that she would have another night to work out how to tell Courtney what she was going through, and how much to even reveal. "I'll tell you everything," Kate said, unsure if she really would, or not.

Courtney nodded, satisfied. "You're good to drive, right?" asked Courtney. "I only saw you have two drinks." Kate nodded. Alcohol didn't get her drunk anymore, but she still bought overpriced bar drinks just to keep up appearances. Tonight, one of her drinks had been free, courtesy of the creepy guy trying to hit on her at the bar. Kate made sure Courtney was good to drive, too, and then both women said their goodbyes and hugged tightly. Katelyn walked towards her car, already feeling like a little bit of weight was off her chest, just knowing that she wouldn't have to lie to her best friend, anymore. But her mind was working methodically as she tried to figure out what she was actually going to say.



Kate was so preoccupied with planning her conversation for the next day, that she didn't notice the footsteps behind her until it was too late. The keen hearing that all women in cities develop after hearing about or experiencing strange men following them and their friends, particularly late at night, immediately told her that the footsteps were the big, heavy steps of a man. Even in the brief second it took her to register the sound, alarm bells were going off in Katelyn's mind. The steps were coming from only a few feet behind her, and they were advancing fast. She spun around, expecting the worst, but the man had already closed the distance by then, and even as she opened her mouth to scream, a large hand holding a white cloth clamped across her mouth and nose.



Katelyn was yanked bodily into the alleyway she'd been passing, and was pressed roughly against the wall, the white rag still pressed hard against her mouth. It was soaked in something that was releasing very strong vapors. Ether, or maybe chloroform. Something intended to knock her unconscious in seconds. It made Kate's eyes water a bit, and she briefly got light-headed as she breathed in the fumes. But then her mind snapped back to normal. The chemicals couldn't affect her. She looked up at the attacker that was attempting to drug her, and recognized his face, with his black hair that was gelled up into a little horn above his scalp. It was the creepy guy who had bought her a drink at the bar. What had been his name again? Terry. He'd obviously followed her and Courtney from the bar, and now was planning to do something horrible to Kate, probably because she spurned his advances.



He was an attractive enough guy - lean, but well-muscled in his shoulders and chest. Bare-shaven, just the way Kate liked her men, with blue eyes and a strong jawline. The "tall dark and handsome" type that most women go for. He'd been pretty enough, but the words that had come out of his mouth had proved that he was a creepy pervert who just saw women as objects. Terry had approached  her at the bar, and after buying her a drink, asked Kate if she was going to introduce him to her friends. Kate had looked at Courtney, who he'd already met, and then looked back at him in confusion. "I don't have any other friends here with me," she'd said, puzzled. "I was talking to the ladies here," he had said, glaring down at her tits. The conversation had only gone downhill from there, up until Katelyn and Courtney had asked for their checks and left the bar just to get away from him. Katelyn felt vindicated for turning him down, especially if he was the type of guy to pull something like this. What kind of sicko chases a woman down like this? Kate found herself thinking.



He had his arm barred across her collarbone, preventing her from moving, and was peering down at her face expectantly, a look of predatory triumph in his eyes. He was waiting for her to collapse from breathing in the fumes, she realized. Kate just stared up at him angrily, totally unaffected by the drugs, due to April's curse. She suddenly brought her knee up towards his crotch, intending to get him in the balls, but he was too quick, and turned his hip. Kate began to struggle, trying to free her mouth so she could scream, clawing at his arm with her fingernails. Terry seemed surprised by the effort, but he was too strong for her. He leaned his full body weight against Kate, pushing her into the wall, grabbing one of her arms and holding it while keeping the other one's motion limited with his elbow. "Ssshhhh, ssshhh, it'll all be over soon," he said softly, and Kate could hear the dark amusement in his voice. "You'll barely remember a thing. Think you can just turn me down, do ya lady? Maybe this'll teach you a lesson," he said, holding the chemical-soaked rag tight against Kate's face.



For a full minute, Terry pressed himself up against Katelyn, clearly expecting her to succumb to the drugs, but she continued to struggle. Her left arm was the only one she could move, and she tried to hammer him in the stomach and ribcage with her balled-up fist, but it wasn't doing much. She didn't have the full range of motion to really wind up, and so couldn't land a solid hit. Meanwhile she continued to try to knee him in the balls, but he kept twisting his hips. Terry obviously had experience with this kind of thing. As Katelyn continued to wiggle and jerk around underneath him though, he growled in frustration. "Damn, bitch, why don't you just go down already?" he grunted. Kate upped her efforts, trying to rip her face away from his hand. It was strange, but she didn't feel afraid at all. Maybe it was the knowledge of her immortality, knowing that there wasn't anything he could actually do to hurt her, that kept her from feeling any fear. But it was probably something more than that. Katelyn had always been a fighter, deep down.



Eventually, Terry seemed to realize that the chloroform wasn't working. He twisted suddenly, turning Katelyn around so that her back was against him. He still held the rag hard against her face, and cupped her chin to prevent her mouth from opening. Why do creepy psychos have to be so STRONG? Kate wondered as she tried to jerk her head back and whack him in the face. Terry dodged it though, and leaned his head down against Kate's ear to prevent any further attempts. He still managed to have one of her arms mostly pinned with the hand that was holding the chemical rag, and held the other one tightly as he dragged Katelyn backwards into the alleyway, deeper into the darkness and away from the street. "Musta been a bad batch or something," Terry was saying as he retreated around a dumpster. He was breathing hard from the effort of keeping Katelyn still. "Guess we're gonna have to do this the old-fashioned way."



As Terry twisted Kate around again, she felt a bump in his pants brush her thigh, and knew it was his erection. Now, Kate was starting to feel worried. He couldn't hurt her, but he might still be able to rape her, despite her struggling. She was getting tired from her efforts, and he was so damn strong. He threw her against the wall next to the dumpster with enough force to seriously harm her, if she hadn't been invulnerable. It still stunned Kate briefly, and he was able to pin his body against her again, leaning into her with one shoulder, while still gripping her face with the rag. "Mmm, your titties are nice and soft," he said hoarsely, as he grabbed her from behind with his other hand. Then he snaked the hand down below his belt and began to unzip his pants. Kate started hitting him with her free hand now that one of his hands was occupied, but he was somehow able to keep her pinned enough so that she still couldn't land a solid blow, or reach his face.



As Katelyn began to panic that she was truly about to get raped, suddenly, she saw a hand grasp Terry's shoulder from behind. In that brief moment, she saw that it had the slender fingers and purple painted fingernails of a woman. She had a second to wonder if Courtney had come to save her somehow, before the hand gripped Terry's collarbone and flung him backwards, away from Kate. He flew through the air and hit the opposite wall of the alley with a grunt, revealing the woman who had been standing behind him.



In that instant, time seemed to freeze for Katelyn. Here she was, in the flesh again. The Goddess. Her violet eyes looked just like Kate remembered, and she wore a small smile on her full lips. It had been over a year since she'd last seen April, but she remembered every detail of her body. Interestingly, she was shorter than Kate again, looking rather petite now, compared to the last time she'd seen her. When they'd last parted, the Goddess had grown to over seven feet tall, and her tits and ass had filled out as well, bursting her clothes. Now she looked to be her "normal" size again, a rather petite, yet still incredibly voluptuous woman. Her breasts were larger than Kate's, and her butt looked to be extremely curvy, even in the dim light of the alley.



Kate stood frozen, staring at the Goddess with wide eyes as her heart sank down into her stomach. This situation had just gone from bad, to worse. As terrible as getting raped might have been, now Katelyn was really scared. This woman - whatever she was - was capable of anything. Kate tried to take a step back as April stared up into her eyes with a knowing smile, but the wall was behind her. "What..." Katelyn croaked, before swallowing to clear her throat. "...what are you doing here?" she asked weakly. April cocked her hip and raised an eyebrow in amusement. "You looked like you could use a hand, darling. After all, I can't just let my acolytes be mistreated, can I?" she asked.



Just then, Terry groaned behind April as he picked himself up off the ground. "Where the fuck did you come from, bitch?" he said as he dusted himself off. April winked at Katelyn, then turned around casually. "That's none of your business, Terry. And I'll thank you to leave my acolyte alone." Terry barked out a laugh. "Acolyte? The hell's that?" he asked. "And I don't know how you know my name, but I'm sure I've never seen you before. I'd remember those titties," he said menacingly as he looked down at her chest, and took a step towards April.



Watching April from behind, Katelyn suddenly realized that the Goddess didn't seem quite as short as she'd been only moments ago. The top of her head seemed to be higher, and now she seemed to be as tall as Kate. She quickly realized what was happening. April was growing taller. And fast. Terry advanced a few steps further, closing the distance between him and the two women, before he suddenly seemed to notice something was off. "You shouldn't have gotten involved, sweetheart, because now you get to... join in... the fun..." he said, trailing off as he stopped abruptly in front of April. She was growing taller at an alarming rate, already the height of Terry and getting bigger by the second. She stood proudly with her hands on her wide hips, and after a few more seconds she was towering over the rapist as he stepped back, craning his head upwards to look at her as her face rose higher and higher into the sky.



"What the fuck... how are you doing that?" Terry said as he took another step back. Behind April, Katelyn stared up at the Goddess as well. She seemed to be at least 8 feet tall already, even bigger than when she'd grown taller in Kate's kitchen. Strangely, this time her clothes seemed to be growing with her. Her white shorts still fit her enormous ass perfectly, even as it grew proportionally with the rest of her. It was almost as high as Kate's face by this point, and still rising as she continued to grow taller. "I'm not sure you understand me, Terry," said April, her voice booming louder and deeper than it had been before. "It wasn't a request." Her growth was accelerating. She was over 9 feet tall now, and seemed to fill the entire alleyway. Katelyn had to crane her head around April's huge ass to see Terry, who had taken a few more steps backwards and was staring up at April with wide eyes. His cock was poking out through his unzipped jeans, still fully erect, but his face was full of fear.



April continued to grow taller, and she took a small step forward, leaning down towards Terry to get right in his face. "Run along now, little boy," she said softly, her husky voice echoing off the alley walls. "Or I might have to spank you." Katelyn watched Terry's adam's apple move as he visibly gulped, then turned around and sprinted away, retreating out of the alley and darting off down the street, disappearing into the night.



The Goddess stood for a few seconds, watching Terry run away, before spinning around to face Kate. As she turned, Kate blinked, and in that mere instant, April was no longer as tall as she'd been only moments ago. She was back to being shorter than Katelyn. Kate blinked a few more times, not sure what she'd just seen, but the Goddess had clearly shrunk in the blink of an eye. Every time Kate thought she had an idea how April's powers worked, the Goddess just turned those notions around and bent reality to her will. Was there anything she couldn't do?



"Hello, Katelyn," said April casually. "Long time no see."



"Hello, April," Kate replied quietly, leaning against the wall as she looked at April worriedly, like a viper only a few feet away. She had no idea what the Goddess might do next, and dreaded the possibilities. As helpless as she'd been against Terry, now Katelyn felt even more helpless and trapped.



Kate stayed silent, continuing to regard the Goddess warily. She was standing with her hip cocked again, her arms crossed underneath her considerable bust, looking Katelyn up and down slowly. She seemed to be waiting for Kate to say something. Katelyn let out a small sigh. "Thank you for saving me," she said timidly,  crossing her arms under her own breasts and hugging herself nervously.

"You're welcome," April replied with a nod, bowing slightly. "I hate it when entitled creeps like Terry think they have the right to do as they please with women's bodies," she said. Kate just stared at her. She considered pointing out the hypocrisy in what the Goddess was saying, but thought better of it. "The look on his face though," April continued, looking off past Kate, down the alley. "Ha HA!" she laughed. "Priceless."



She looked back up at Kate. "He didn't hurt you though, did he? It looked like he was being pretty rough, back there," she said, her face sincere.

Kate blinked, then shook her head slowly. "Um, no..." she said, reaching her hand up to rub the back of her neck as she smiled nervously. "...No, he didn't hurt me. Since, you know... I can't really feel pain, lately," Kate said, glancing at April but mostly looking at the ground. These sorts of awkward, obvious conversations seemed to be common with April, Kate was starting to realize.

The Goddess just nodded at Kate's response. "Good," she said. "Just checking. Wouldn't want anything to happen to you, sweetheart. You've still got a job to do," she said with a wink.



Kate felt her stomach sink. Over the past year, she had never really believed that April would leave her alone. But after so long without seeing the Goddess, hope had started to well up that maybe the Goddess wasn't going to enact her plan. That hope was now being crushed. "So... I-I'm still... I mean, m-my breasts..." Kate trailed off.

"-Are still going to grow and grow and grow until they get big enough to destroy the planet?" April finished, her eyebrow raised. Kate's mouth dropped open, horrified. "Of course, Katelyn!" the Goddess said brightly. "The plan is still on. Did you think I'd forget?" Kate's felt her stomach churning, while her heart pounded in her chest. She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, trying not to scream. There was nothing she could do to change the Goddess' mind, and nothing she could do to stop her. Despite the requirement to treat April with deference, she found herself getting angry. She couldn't hit the Goddess, and shouting would do nothing. But maybe she'd answer at least one question that Kate had. "When?" she asked coldly, opening her eyes and looking at April.



Both April's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Bold question," she said with an amused smile. "Are you sure you want to know?" April asked, rubbing her chin with one hand. Kate hesitated, then nodded. She might as well know for sure, so she could have time to say her goodbyes to her family and friends. April let out a chuckle. "So brave! Very well. How about riiiight-" Katelyn's eyes widened as she watched April raise her right hand, her fingers poised to snap. "- Now!" April finished, snapping her fingers.

"NO!" Kate screamed, stumbling backwards in the alley as she grabbed at her chest. She didn't feel her breasts tingling though, and didn't see them growing. Her eyes darted back and forth between them in her hands, watching to see when they would begin their relentless growth that consumed the world. But seconds passed, and nothing happened. Suddenly, Kate that realized April was chuckling. She dropped her hands from her chest and lowered her clenched fists to her sides, furious. April was toying with her again.



"Hehehe, I got you good, for a second there," the Goddess giggled melodically, wiping a tear from her eye. "Oh, don't be so melodramatic, Katelyn," April said as she saw her expression. "Lighten up! It could happen tomorrow, or a year from now, or fifty years from now, or a thousand years from now. In case you haven't noticed sweetie, I made you immortal. That includes aging," she said with a smile and a wink. "There's people that would love to know they couldn't age or be harmed. Believe me, a lot of them have tried sacrificial rituals to get that sort of stuff. It never works, of course. Just ends up with a lot of blood to clean up." April said, sticking out her tongue and rolling her eyes.



Kate tried to calm herself down, letting her tense shoulders relax. A thousand years, possibly? She would stop aging? It was too much to take in. But then, April had also said it could happen tomorrow. That made her even angrier. "So, I'm just supposed to walk around and pretend everything is normal?" Kate found herself asking the Goddess. "I'm supposed to just live my life like the apocalypse-causing monstrosities -" she said, pointing at her breasts as she stepped forward, her voice getting louder "- attached to my chest, aren't going to go off at any time, and kill everyone I care about?!" By the end of it, she was shouting as she leaned down into April's face.

April looked up at Katelyn as she approached her, and she maintained her usual smug expression. "Yep, pretty much." she said, reaching up to softly cup Katelyn's cheek in her palm. Kate flinched away at first, but as she saw April's eyes widen warningly, she stopped moving and let the Goddess touch her face. Kate was breathing hard through her nose, having a hard time containing her fury.



April continued to speak as she slowly caressed Katelyn's face. "You worry too much," she said softly. "Armageddon could come any day, sweetheart. So what? It was that way before, you know. Earth could be on a collision course with an asteroid that would wipe out all life right now, and you'd be none the wiser. You could be in the path of a Gamma Ray Burst, or in range of a Supernova, and everything would be extinguished in an instant. Those could STILL happen before I call on you, and then you'd still be the only one left alive. Don't worry so much, darling. Live for the now." April said, patting Katelyn's cheek affectionately. Suddenly, Kate's hand shot up and grabbed April's wrist.

Kate was was shocked that she managed to grab her. April had always teleported away when she'd attempted to do so, when they first met. Shel didn't seem worried that Kate was gripping her wrist, though. "Will you at least give me some warning before it happens?" Kate asked softly, her voice tight. "That way I can say goodbye to the people I love?" Though she wanted nothing more than to hit April right now, she knew it would do no good. So she tried to look sincere as she asked her small boon, even as she held the Goddess's wrist in as tight a grip as she could manage. "A month? A week?" Kate asked, searching April's eyes for signs that she might acquiesce. "Please?" she asked nicely, arching her eyebrows in a pleading expression.



April didn't pull her arm back from Katelyn's grip, even though she surely could have, with her freakish strength. She looked up at Kate, considering. "Oh, alright," she said. "Since you asked so nicely, I'll give you... three day's notice, before the time comes. But in the meantime..." April said, and then she shot her arm forward, taking Katelyn's hand with her as she effortlessly reached around the back of Kate's head and pulled her down towards her face. Before Kate knew what was happening, April had pulled her into a deep kiss. She struggled for an instant, but knew she couldn't match the Goddess's superior strength, and so allowed herself to melt into the kiss. She even reached her hands around to cup April's head lightly, making herself as comfortable as she could be while kissing a woman, one she really didn't want to be anywhere near. April aggressively sucked Katelyn's face though, pulling her in closer and running her fingers through Kate's hair. She used her tongue like it was in a wrestling match with Kate's own, pinning it against her teeth and fighting for dominance inside Kate's mouth. Kate could feel April's enormous breasts squishing against the undersides of her own as the shorter woman pushed her body against Kate's. The kiss went on for several minutes, and despite herself, Kate found herself enjoying it a little. April was VERY good. By the time the Goddess released Katelyn, both women were breathing hard.



April stepped back, wiping her mouth lightly. "In the meantime, enjoy your little lesson on remembering how to properly address a Goddess. Nobody grabs me, unless it's for sex," April said mischievously. Then she took a step back, blew Katelyn a kiss, and said "See you around, love. Ta ta!" before she vanished, leaving Katelyn standing in a deserted alleyway, slowly calming down her breathing.



As Kate finally got into her car, she stole a look at her boobs. They hadn't grown any bigger since the kiss. But based on what April had said, she was surely due for some sort of growth spurt in the near future. To "teach her a lesson" for grabbing her. At least this time, it wouldn't be the kind of growth that destroyed the world. Assuming April kept her word, Kate would have at least three days notice before that happened. But that didn't mean April wouldn't torment her with growth spells anyway. She wondered what sort of thing would trigger it this time.