Real Growing Giantess Encounter!

Punk'd
(The Growing Giantess Episode)
By Spitfire

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Terrence Taylor. I guess you could describe me as well, as so many people describe me, a pervert. In my own defense, I can only say that it isn’t entirely my own fault. After all it was my parents who thought it would be cute to have dual initials. But they didn’t think about how this would actually affect me. You see, my initials being T.T. drew much negative attention from my grade school years up to the present time. From my first day of school when a second grader brilliantly deduced that it you say T.T. fast, it sounds like titty. Oh, and when you have an embarrassing nickname like that it sticks.

So anyway, I figured I’d better live up to this nickname then shouldn’t I? Well from the innocent age of five, for some reason, I’ve been known as somewhat of a pervert. I guess it’s just the constant barrage of hearing titty all of the time! For the most part, I wasn’t interested in seeing girls my age, but older girls who were bigger than me. Actually, when you think about it, that was kind of dumb because every time I got caught in various situations, I would always nearly get the crap knocked out of me. Eventually, I came to realize that I’ve always been fascinated with not just older but taller girls. This led me to being suspended as a freshman for watching the girl’s basketball team undress in their locker room un-noticed for much of the season. That is until one day I got caught hiding in a bathroom stall, peeping through a keyhole and nearly got the crap knocked out of me by those basketball Amazons. I was suspended for a month and some parents even wanted to take legal action against my parents. I even made CNN, so I’ve had my 15 minutes of fame, that’s for sure.

Now, to introduce my twin sister who is named Tamara Taylor. In case you’re wondering, for the longest time, she was also called titty. That is until she became a black belt in Tae-kwon- Do. Tamara is my twin, but is pretty much my mirror opposite. She is wound so frigging tight you could shove coal up her ass and in a few days it would turn into a diamond! She is the “good” kid. Incidentally my parent’s favorite and given more responsibility and wasn’t grounded at all. In contrast, I can’t think of going through a month of my life without being grounded for at least a week!

Well, enough of that. Let’s talk about the present. My sister and I are both living in an apartment off campus and are attending OSU. I am a computer major and Tamara is a chemistry major. We look a lot alike and are the same height of 5’8” tall. That, as I stated before though is where our similarities end. She is like a brainiac, whereas I am not all that good in any class that doesn’t pertain to computers. I can figure out any program, have hacked into the schools computers and even kept myself out of jail by altering some court records once or twice. Tamara is also one of those people who are social and liked by most people. I on the other hand spend most of my time on the computer and am somewhat of an outcast due to my status as a “pervert”
You probably want to hear the story of the “real growing woman” encounter I’ve had, but I’m getting to that. Trust me these are pertinent details! It started out when Tamara walked in un-noticed while I was surfing the web for “giantess content”. I didn’t know she was watching until she blurted out, “What the FLICK are you looking at?” I turned around red from embarrassment and tried to explain. “You’re even weirder than I thought you were!” She said with disgust in her voice. From that point on, she had even more to tease me about, and bring up at the most inopportune times. In short if we got in an argument, she would always use it as a trump card, “At least I don’t masturbate to pictures of giantesses!”

I figured I would get her back one day and so I had her ATM card closed out, this along with her Blockbuster card and her cell phone. Immediately, she found out and threatened me. “If you don’t fix this stuff, I’m going to kick your ass, you fucking asshole!” she screamed. Knowing that she very well could, while she wasn’t necessarily stronger, and I may outweigh her by 10-15 lbs., but I’m only a black belt online, whereas she is a black belt in the real world. So I fixed her stuff with her standing right behind me. She swore she would get even. But I would be expecting it... This is where my gullibility and sexual fantasy induced obliviousness fell into play. As I said, Tamara is a chemistry major. Last week I overheard her talking with one of her friends about cell regeneration and treatments for children with growth hormone deficiencies. Amidst several highly technical DNA sounding terms, I caught the jest of what she was saying. And if what she was saying was true, she figured out a formula that would be able to induce growth!

Two weeks later:
As Tamara stood in the kitchen I walked by her and noticed something odd...She looked...taller? No, this can’t be! I immediately looked down to the floor to see if she was wearing high heels, but she wasn’t. She was wearing her usual low heeled shoe and I was wearing tennis shoes. She noticed I was staring at her and said, “Why are you looking at me that way?” Not wanting to draw attention, I replied, “I wasn’t looking at you.” She didn’t buy it and pressed, “Yes, you were! Now why were you standing there staring at me?” My mind went blank and I could think of was telling her the truth. “Um, you look taller than usual. Are you wearing some kind of new heel or something?” She gave me a disgusted look and replied, “No, I’m not wearing some kind of new heel. These are the same shoes I wear all of the time. Is this one of your sick little fantasies or something? Are you trying to imagine I’m growing taller than you or something?” I was speechless and didn’t know what to say to her.

Then she looked at me and noticed that she was indeed tilting her head slightly downwards while trying to look me in the eye instead of being the normal eye to eye conversation... confirming she was two inches or so taller! Then she said, “Well, wake up from your little dream brother, I’m not growing! Maybe you’re shrinking or something and with all of those giantess stories you read are finally coming true or something! Is that what you wanted to hear? Now stand up straight and quit being so stupid!” I was standing straight! She walked away from me in a huff. That night, all I could think about was how she was taller than me now. I measured myself just to ensure I wasn’t shrinking and confirmed my height to still be 5’8” tall. I don’t care what she said, she got taller somehow!

The next day I came back to the apartment from class to see Tamara with her friends Olivia and Kathy in the living room. None of them were all that tall, so nothing really of interest to me here. Kathy, was the tallest of Tamara’s friends and at best she was only maybe about 5’5” or so. I pretty much ignored them and went to my room without uttering a word. Meanwhile they all giggled as I walked by. I could hear their muffled conversation from my room and went to the door to listen to their conversation again. She was kind of whispering and I could have sworn she was talking about how she tested out her formula on some lab rats along with herself. The experiment is working fantastic on the rats. They are growing as if they are on steroids or something! Then she said, “This past couple of weeks I’ve even noticed a change in myself also. I’m not kidding! I even measured myself this morning and I’m almost at 5’10”tall! Can you believe that?”

I knew it! She did get taller! Just then there was a knock at the door. It was Tamara. “Terrence, can you come out her and keep Kathy company for a few minutes while I go down with Olivia to pick up a pizza?” Again, I had to give her an odd look. I was in my bare feet and so she looked even taller than she did yesterday! She had to notice it also because she gave me an odd look... “S-s-s-ure” I stuttered. I went out to the living room and tried to strike up a conversation with Kathy. She didn’t seem too interested in talking to me. Undoubtedly my reputation as a pervert had preceded me, if nothing else, my sister probably shared numerous stories about me.

After a few minutes she just grinned, walked over to the refrigerator. She picked up a vile full of green liquid and drank it. Then she started coughing. Immediately she ran to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. She was still coughing and then she started moaning as if she were in pain, or maybe pleasure. I heard the sound of cloth ripping...then more moaning. Then I heard pounding on the wall and deeper sounding moans accompanied by a stream of obscenities! “Shit, I must have taken too much!” she moaned. I knocked on the door and asked, “Are you okay in there?” There was no reply. I asked again and then a deeper sounding voice answered, “Ahhh, I think I need some help in here!” I slowly opened the door to see Kathy kneeling on the floor. Her clothes were torn, as if they were too small on her and she busted out of them! Then she reached up and placed her hand on my shoulder to steady herself as if she was dizzy... as she stood up...and up...and UP! Finally rising to her full height, she had to be at least 6 to 8” taller than me!

She looked down at me with a lustful look and said, “So your sister tells me you like tall girls.” I stuttered...Um-um-um. Then she said, “Well, I’m tall now, so do you like me?” Her voice was deeper, she looked much more athletic and muscular. I could hardly believe my eyes! Logic would have told me this whole situation was impossible, but there she was... a towering Amazon! I nodded my head yes. Then she grabbed my shoulders with both hands and unexpectedly slammed me to the floor. Then she commanded, “Good, then kiss my feet! Lick my toes...And worship me!” I willingly complied and then I heard laughter coming from over my back...It was Tamara, Olivia and...Kathy? I quickly rose to my feet amidst all of them laughing at me. Then I looked at the Amazon I thought was Kathy and the “normal” Kathy.
In between her laughter, Tamara chided, “Well Terrence, you’ve been punk’d!” Then she explained, it all started:

About a month ago, I met Heather here...as the Amazon waved at me laughing...in Bio-Chemistry 401. I almost fell on the floor when I saw how she bore a startling resemblance to Kathy! Only she’s 11” taller and a whole lot more buff! Other than that, she could be her twin! The professor even asked if they were related, but they aren’t. Then when you messed up my accounts last month, I devised this plan to get even with you. I know how you fantasize about giantesses and women growing taller than you, so this was my perfect chance to get even. Then she took off her shoes and pulled out a pair of 2” lifts... Bringing her back down to eye level with me, she remarked, “Gee, it looks like I’m shrinking, doesn’t it?” After a minute or two of laughter, she continued.

So anyway, I paid Heather and Kathy $40.00 to go along with my little plan. Before you even came home, I had Heather hide in the bathroom behind the shower curtain. Then I put some Cool-aid in a vile and sat in the fridge for Kathy to drink. We knew you were listening at the door, just as you always do while I was talking about growing and made the excuse to go out and get pizza. Then WE listened at the door! Kathy went into the bathroom and hid behind the shower curtain and then Heather took her place! They were in there moaning and ripping one of your t-shirts in half to make it sound like she was busting out of her clothes. I knew you would fall for it because it was something you fantasize about all of the time, isn’t it? It was such sweet revenge seeing your face as we all stood over you watching you lick Heather’s toes! Just like on one of those credit card commercials...PRICELESS!

In the end, she thinks she got a good burn on me. If she only knew that she made one of my wildest fantasies come true! In the end, I guess the joke is on her...Bitch!!!