Jane has been stuck as a giantess in her living room for almost a week and Greg is fed up.  It is time something is done about it.  Too bad the company that made the soap which caused her to grow only makes shrinking soap in random packs with the growth soap.  This might get worse before it gets better.  (This story is only on my Patreon All-Access Tier.  If you like this check out Sarah and Ashely's spicy night of giantess growth together.)

Greg pushed the door open and sighed as Jane’s breasts greeted him.  “Honey, we need to do something about this.”

             “What?” She giggled. “You already sick of the new gigantic me?”

             He crawled over her naked body.  “I mean, it’s been a few days, and I think I want to be able to be able to move through my living room again without a giant ass sitting in it.”

             Jane laughed.  “I thought you liked my giant ass.”

             “But it blocks the television.  We have to do something about this.  Like seriously, it’s been over a week.  I would have thought you would have shrunk down by now.”

             Jane shrugged.  “Well, I haven’t.” She sneered at him.  And I am starting to get a bit sick of this anti-giantess talk, mister. You love me now, or there will be consequences.”

             He stepped out of the room.  “How?  I just stay out of the living room, and you can’t do a damn thing.”

             She tried to grab him but couldn’t do much with her limbs getting in the way.  “Fucking hell.  Get back here.  I need to teach you a lesson.  Greg. . .”

             He rubbed his hand against the bridge of his nose. “You also have a very crazy size complex.  Just because you are big doesn’t mean you can order other people around.”