Discarding strange crystals from the moon that cause people to grow is an important task.  To bad Hector and Kelvin are on the job.  Who knows where the crystals will end up now!  (This story is from an old series and is in early access on my Patreon.  It will come to DA on April 18th.  If you like it well check out this soapy giantess growth story as well.)

             Terry put his hand on his wife’s shoulder. “Honey, I am starting to worry. I. . .” His eyes widened as she suddenly grew a few inches. “Huh?”

             Jezebel moaned. “Ughhh. ..” She closed her eyes, her right hand drifting up towards her breasts. “I feel weird.” Her hands slammed down on the table. “Get me more food now!” She took deep breaths as she grew another few inches. “I. . . I am starving.” She stared at him, her eyes glowing. “Do you hear me?”

             He took a few steps back. “Uh-huh. Anything you say, darling.” He rushed to the other side of the room. “Just stop growing.”

             She rubbed her breasts, moaning as she did so. “I am not growing. You are. . . ohhh. . .” Everything felt so hot. So sensitive. She had no idea what was going on. She just had to try and cull this hunger burning inside of her. She felt like. . . no, that was insane. Jezebel blinked as Terry set an entire cereal box in front of her.  “Why do I feel like I need so much energy to grow all of a sudden?”

             The thought randomly popped into her head and now wouldn’t leave. She rubbed the side of her head.  “That is insane. I don’t. . . I. . .”  Jezebel blinked her eyes.  “Grow and become the giantess you deserve to be!”

             Her heart skipped a beat as she gripped her breasts tightly, feeling them swell in her hands. “Ohhhhhh fuckkkk!”