This story contains breast and ass expansion, giantess growth, trapped giantess, lactation, teasing a giant lady and nipples and some other kinky stuff.



A young woman comes into the hospital with a virus. But before Lisa can even begin to figure it out it is passed along to her. Lisa is about to find out the fun way what was brought into the emergency ward as she grows, grows, grows. (This story was voted on by my subscribers and will come to DA on March 24th.)

Lisa moaned as her body shot up, and her scrubs burst open in a shower of buttons, her sweaty, tender breasts hitting Heather in the face.  “Ohhh fuck.”  Her hard, erect nipples ripped through her bra as she stumbled backward, her sumptuous ass striking the side of the counter, her tender flesh squishing against the hard marble.  “Ohhh fuckkkk. . .”  She panted as her toes tried to flex against her shoes.  “What happened?  What the hell just happened?”

            Heather shook her head as she looked around.  “Ughh. . .”  She looked up.  “Holy hell.  You. . . you grew!”

            Lisa rubbed her head with one hand and her sumptuous right breast with the other.  “Ughhh. . . I. . . feel soo fucking hot.”  She shook her head.  “I am sorry, but you will have to have. . . ughhh. . .”  She stumbled towards the door as she squeezed her squishy, sweaty ass.  “You will have to have someone else give you that shot.  I will. . . call someone.”

            “Wait, are you okay?”

            “I. . . Ughhh.”  Shripppp.  Lisa panted as her pulsing rear end swelled a few centimeters, pressing tightly against her pants and tearing at the fabric.  “Ohhhh fucking. . .”  She pushed the door open, her side rubbing against the oak frame.  “Ohhhhhh. . .”  Lisa wiped the sweat from her brow.  “I have to go.”

            Lisa tried her best to pull her scrubs closed as she hurried through the hospital, her voluptuous breasts bouncing up and down between her arms.  “I just. . . need to get to where they hold the vaccines.  Maybe I can. . . find a cure for this.”  She moaned as her tender boobs pressed even tighter against her arms, her bra jiggling about as it struggled to contain her growing babies.  The eyes of the hospital were on her as she tried to hurry, all drawn to her swollen, raw body.  She tried her best to cover herself up more, but it only made her moan louder; it only made her breasts become even more tender.  “I have to hurry before what little clothing I have left just explodes.”

            “Lisa?”  Doctor Novac stepped in front of her path, stopping her.  “Is everything alright?”  He looked at her from top to bottom.  “Why are your scrubs unbuttoned?  Also. . . are you taller?”

            “Please, Novac, can you get. . . huhhh. .. ughhh. . . ohhh. . .”  She closed her eyes.  “Not now ohhhh yessssss!”