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IV
Sasha rode on Jackie’s shoulder, her heart racing and her legs trembling. They’d moved into a residential area, with row after row of one and two-story houses, the tallest of which barely reached Jackie’s waist. Word must have spread ahead of them, because Sasha saw very little traffic on the quiet street below her. In front of Jackie, she couldn’t see anything closer than a block away, but she saw glimpses around Jackie’s swinging arms, and the trail of footprints behind them. The street asphalt was faring a little better than the parking lot, likely because Jackie was passing through the area, not sitting and eating and rising and standing and turning and squatting and sneezing and growing.
Replaying the many times she’d watched Jackie grow that day made the aching need between Sasha’s legs pulse and squeeze. She knew it was going to happen again. Jackie was headed toward the most abundant source of ready-to-eat food on the planet, and Sasha didn’t know how to stop her. She wasn’t sure she wanted to stop her.
Bzzzzt bzzzt
As the twin peaks of Mount Madison loomed ever closer, Sasha felt her tablet vibrate in her bag. Somehow, the device had survived her aerial adventures back at the supermarket. She unlocked it and accepted the call, quickly grabbing Jackie’s hair with her free hand. A Southeast Asian woman in a suit appeared on the screen.
“Hello, are you with the large woman walking toward the harbor?”
“Um… yes?” Sasha said, tilting her tablet so the side of Jackie’s head was behind her.
“Oh, good. I’ll make this brief, as it’s a matter of some urgency. I’m Chloe, VP of Operations for Madsgenix. We gather that your… companion is headed our way in search of more food.”
“Heck yes,” Jackie boomed. “I’m starving!” The shoulder beneath Sasha’s bottom shifted as Jackie rubbed her stomach far below.
“Excellent,” Chloe continued. “We’d very much like to avoid further property damage. To that end, we’ve evacuated a nice open space away from downtown. If you’ll simply follow the signs, we are diverting our delivery trucks as we speak.”
“A-alright… thank you?”
Chloe nodded and ended the call.
“What did she say?” Jackie asked.
“She wants you to follow the signs?”
“What signs?”
As if on cue, a large drone whirred around the corner of a building to hover in front of them. It carried a large flat panel display showing a glowing, flashing arrow pointing to the left.
“Why am I following this?”
“She said they’d have food there.”
“Oh, okay!” Jackie shrugged, making Sasha lose her balance and cling more tightly to her hair.
What madness was this? Madsgenix was just going to give Jackie more food? Chloe had talked a lot about property damage. Maybe they thought this was the best, or perhaps the only way to keep the giant blonde from trashing downtown. Maybe Madison herself was worried that Jackie would destroy the factories and plants that made up her personal food supply. But how much bigger could Jackie get? How much food were they prepared to feed her? Sasha gazed at the gentle slope of Madison’s horizon-dominating breasts, her mind going hazy with want.
Jackie followed the signs, which led them to a flat, open space, free of buildings or even trees. Sasha could tell it was farmland of some kind, but whatever crop it held had been harvested clean. A fleet of trucks was parked at one end. They were the size of tractor-trailers with open-top containers, the kind used on farms to be fed by combines with corn or potatoes or whatever else. Sasha’s field of study was not agriculture. These trucks were not filled with raw produce, however. Or, not only raw produce. Sasha thought she saw burgers, baked goods, and entire pizzas. The company must have emptied out several of Madison’s factories to fill them. Over a dozen trucks were parked and ready, with many more kicking up small clouds of dust on the gravel road curving away out of sight. The first batch of trucks already held more ready-to-eat food than the entire supermarket that Jackie had recently emptied, and the queue behind them stretched for miles.
She’s going to get enormous, Sasha thought, watching Jackie’s titanic tits undulating with each step. The giant blonde evidently had similar thoughts, because Sasha felt Jackie’s growling stomach vibrating all the way to her ass.
The combined stimulus was too much for Sasha’s overloaded libido, and she quietly came. She prayed that Jackie hadn’t noticed, but the blonde’s head tilted to eye her where she sat on Jackie’s shoulder. “I knew you were as into this as I am…” Her whisper still boomed as she gave Sasha a wink. “Now I really will have the biggest boobs ever.” She spared a glance for Mount Madison dominating the horizon. “Well, second-biggest…”
As she approached the trucks, Jackie dropped to her knees, then onto all fours. Sasha had just enough time to grab handfuls of blonde hair and rappel down Jackie’s arm. She hit the dirt in a roll and scrambled away from the impact site as the ground shook and a cloud of dust puffed outward.
Aaah, ahhhh, CHOO!
Jackie’s back arched, and her breasts heaved. The sneeze created a shockwave that sent the trucks creaking on their suspensions. Had they not been fully loaded with their edible payloads, some would have certainly been rolled over. Even with her arms extended, Jackie’s breasts pressed against the dirt, pooling out around her enormous—but otherwise slim—body. The upshot was that they created a convenient prop as she crawled toward the first truck, dragging her bus-sized pillows across the bare field. Wasting no time, Jackie used both hands to scoop fistfuls of food into her mouth as if she hadn’t eaten in days.
Brrooom
As Sasha stared, body trembling and knees weak, she noted that the subject’s reaction had accelerated yet again. As tens of thousands of calories pulsed down Jackie’s throat, the foothills of flesh on which she lay inched inexorably outward. At least there would, hopefully, be less destructive sneezing for a while.
It took less than five minutes for Jackie to wolf down every scrap of food in the first truck, scraping her long fingers around the corners of its hopper to not miss a crumb. The truck shifted into gear and rolled away, kicking up a small cloud of gravel dust, so that another could pull up and take its place. The entire process took mere moments, and Jackie was gleefully gorging again. Unable to suppress her observational urges, Sasha took a stroll along the blonde’s prone length. The steady bass rumbling in her feet reminded her of the time she’d visited a large dam and felt the roaring water passing ceaselessly through the concrete edifice. Jackie’s bare feet were longer than Sasha was tall, and she watched the cut plant stalks bend and crush under Jackie’s toes as they inched away from the gluttonous onslaught happening at her other end.
Sasha made her way back to the feast, her path curving outward to avoid the more rapid spread of Jackie’s side-boob. The line of trucks continued to advance, be drained, and pull away. Sasha wondered whether the drivers, or indeed any representative from Madsgenix, would disembark or make an appearance. It was only then that she examined the trucks more closely and realized they lacked the traditional large cabs of big rigs.
Of course Madison had a driverless delivery fleet. Sasha had no expertise in logistics, but it made perfect sense. The repetitive task of ferrying containers from the massive ships in the harbor to the plants and factories that processed their contents for Madison’s consumption was as close to an ideal use case for autonomous vehicles as Sasha could imagine. And some part of that highly optimized system had been allocated to growing Sasha’s mistake even bigger. Already, Jackie’s mammary glands appeared forty to fifty percent larger than they’d been when she’d lain down.
The line of self-driving trucks leading up the service road started to thin out. At the end of the line, Sasha could just see a flatbed truck carrying a large wheel. Over a soundtrack of Jackie stuffing herself with literal truckloads of food and the gurgling churn of her expanding body, Sasha watched the final truck approach. What she took for a huge wheel was actually a spool, like the ones that rolled out underground cable.
Except it wasn’t carrying a cable.
Behind the last truckful of food, the spool truck dropped a large nozzle at the end of a hose. The hose was about two feet in diameter; Sasha could have almost fit inside it. She stood clear of the operation, watching Jackie empty the last two trucks. Her blonde head was now twice as far from the ground as it’d been when they arrived. And even though her arms had gotten longer, she had to stretch them to their full length to reach everything inside the trucks on the ground. Her breasts were still growing faster than the rest of her, a swelling mass of tissue forcing Jackie’s head and shoulders farther and farther away from her feast.
Somehow, the overgrown secretary identified the new device on the ground faster than Sasha had. Before the final emptied truck had pulled away, she was reaching for the tube’s nozzle. Sasha tried to gulp the massive lump in her throat as more fluid sluiced down her thighs, but as Jackie’s mouth opened eagerly, the hose ran out of slack several feet short. She’d grown too enormously busty to reach it.
Sasha enjoyed a brief moment of relief, her heart still hammering in her ears, before Jackie dropped the nozzle and pressed both hands to the bare earth.
The ground quaked as Jackie arched her back, extended her legs, and rolled onto her back. Sasha’s knees locked, her body refused to move. A cloud of dust presaged the avalanche of Jackie’s left breast as the mountain of flesh rolled to a sloshing, rippling halt less than a foot away from where Sasha stood. Entranced, she stared at the wall of skin filling her vision, arcing away as it rose into the clear blue sky. The greatest, most beautiful flesh she’d ever seen. Her hand moved without her permission, rising slowly, shakily, to make tremulous contact.
Sasha’s climax was still pulsing through her clenched, quivering body as Jackie’s hand circled gently around her. Judging by the length of the blonde’s fingers, a quiet part of Sasha’s mind estimated that the receptionist was at least sixty feet tall as another wave of pleasure made her shudder in Jackie’s palm.
“It’s just us out here,” Jackie whispered, the force of her breath like a breeze across Sasha’s face. “Are you sure you want to enjoy this all by yourself?”
Her mind a haze, all but shattered by the impossibilities she’d witnessed in a single afternoon, Sasha shook her head. Jackie pressed another kiss to her face, and she had a moment of terror imagining how easily the blonde could pop her entire body between her enormous lips. But Jackie drew away in one hand, bringing the other close to slip a finger through the opened front of Sasha’s lab coat and under her skirt.
It was like straddling a horse, and even Jackie seemed to recognize the logistical challenge. She switched to her pinky, which was still nearly as wide as Sasha’s hips.
“This isn’t going to work,” Jackie huffed, echoing Sasha’s thoughts.
Sasha reached a hand between her thighs to take care of it herself, but Jackie’s eyelids narrowed, her glistening lips curling upward at the corners. She nudged Sasha’s arm away with a massive thumb. Wind ruffled Sasha’s hair as Jackie lifted her to the crest of one mountainous gland, depositing her near a giant nipple that reached for the sky.