SHORT FICTION - The Night of the Growing Fog

A friend of mine has shared his writing, and I enjoy immensely. Here is his first story. A GIANTESS themed story. Enjoy!!

 

The Night of the Growing Fog

By Tallgeese4us

Illustration by Tallgeese4us

While on vacation in Pyeong, South Korea you are getting ready to check in at your hotel when a dense fog blankets the night sky. Yet, the fog seems to be shifting. Suddenly, a warmth washes over your skin. Out of the silence you hear the fabric of your top straining and stressing. Gradually, you feel the warmth of your skin increase. First in your chest, and then out to your arms and legs. The seams of your skirt and top whisper for relief, you kick off your shoes as they get noticeably tight. 

 

You are growing bigger by the second, and from your former stature your height surges higher into the layers of fog. Your bra fills past its limits, with each popping hook you gain inches to your chest. 

 

Outward and upward each growth spurt takes you, until your skirt and bra flutter to the street below. Startled, you cry out only to swallow a layer of fog in return. You moan sharply as you feel the cool air of a higher elevation kiss your breasts. The sky brightens with the light of nearby skyscrapers. Surging in all dimensions the growth ends with a jarring halt; sending your breasts bobbling. This knocks you off balance in the thin, crisp air. You steady yourself and marvel at the twinkle of the lights in the distance. 

 

Slowly you enjoy the spectacle of exploring your new height and billowing curves. The wailing of emergency vehicles get closer, and everything goes black. 

 

You recognize this new unpleasant sound, the droning of an alarm clock. Groggily, you roll over to silence it. You toss off the covers and notice something's different. Very different! This was in fact a good dream, you got to keep the gigantic boobs!