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I never really thought of myself as the most normally rabbit around. My father had been in the military, special forces actually. Of his four children I was his only girl and that lead to him doting over me quite a bit. While he tried to discourage me, his little Holly, from going into the military myself, that being too dangerous for his one and only 'precious little girl,' he had still trained me in how to defend myself along with my brothers. In hand to hand combat I was probably the second best of my siblings, the best by and far being my baby brother. I thought he trained us pretty well and any bully that thought picking a fight with me was a good idea probably agreed with me after I showed them the error of their ways.

It was not until later that I found out that my father had been taking it easy on me during my childhood training. When I hit puberty I really started to blossom, much to my father's pride and dismay. All that training had kept me and the rest of my siblings in excellent shape and it looked like I was going to get some pretty good looks to go along with my superb physical condition. I had long delicate looking ears, sharp hazel colored eyes, and a short feminine muzzle. My body was well toned and firm and people told me I had a nearly perfect hourglass figure, when my father or brothers were not around glaring daggers at them that is. My fur and hair, which was probably my biggest vanity, were a pure snow white in color. Even thought my father wanted my hair and fur trimmed short to deny people something to grab onto during a fight, I kept both nice and long. I liked long flowing hair that fell past my shoulders and I also liked the fluffy look. It made me look cuter in my opinion which helped offset the fact that I could be intimidating due to my height. My family was a large one and I was over a head taller than most people I ran across, which delighted my father but was a bit frustrating for a young woman trying to find a guy not intimidated by her height.

But, the thing which most frightened my father was the size of my breasts. They had just grown and grown and grown. To say I was well endowed would have been a bit of an understatement. As far as my father was concerned, my assets made me the target of attention for the wrong types of people and he started to put me through some extra training to make extra sure I could protect myself properly before heading off to college. I thought he was just being paranoid at the time, but I was grateful for that training when I was heading home from some late night studying on campus. Five guys tried to jump me in an alley and it was pretty obvious that they did not want to just ask me for directions. Long story short, when the police showed up they nearly charged me for assault upon first seeing the scene.

Now I had been out of college for a couple of years and was living on my own, but I still kept up my training. The only thing I really needed my skills for now was to ward off inappropriate touching in places like bars. I had recently moved into a new neighborhood in the city to be closer to my job and I was still exploring the area. One day my wanderings lead to one of those strange little bookstores that I had only seen the likes of in movies. Just out of curiosity I wandered into the store and I was surprised to see how many of the books in the store looked like they were older than my father and the elderly black cat at the counter did not look a day under 120 years of age to me.

His was sitting so still in a chair that I could not tell if he was sleeping or dead. Then he cracked open one golden eye after I had been staring at him for too long, wondering if I should poke him. "Greetings young lady," the cat said a bit sleepily, "And what brings you to my little old store?"

"Just looking around," I responded.

"Well, I certainly hope something catches your eye. I could certainly use the business," the cat said lazily just before yawning and seeming to fall back asleep. I smiled at the old cat before wandering around his store. It was an interesting enough place. There were some books in the place that I could not even guess what language they were written in. Quite frankly, the place kind of reminded me of what I pictured a wizard's library might look like. And then I spotted a book that was actually titled "Book of the Magical Arts." The writing on the book looked old, as in hundreds of years old. I had to admit I was curious and brought the book to the counter to see how much it cost.

Just as I was about to poke the cat awake he opened one eye again, saying, "Ah, that one takes me back. You could have some real fun with that one."

"What, no dire warnings about being careful with forces you don't understand," I asked jokingly.

The cat laughed jovially, "No, not for you. Some people have the gift and I can see you are one of those people. This could probably only cause a few moments of awkwardness for you at most."

"If magic really worked," I said a bit more seriously.

"If magic really worked," the cat agreed, smiling wryly.

"So, how much for it?"

The cat closed his eyes, either in thought or he had fallen asleep again, it really was hard for me to tell. Then both eyes shot open and he looked at me with one of the most intense glares I had ever seen. If this were a movie I would have expected him to say something wise and deeply meaningful, but this was real life. So what the cat said was, "200 dollars."

"I'll give you 20," I said a bit testily.

"Shoot, that look used to work on young people. What is this world coming to?" he said a bit wistfully.

"Do we have a deal?" I asked, sounding more amused this time.

"Fine, fine, 20 dollars. No need to feel guilty about taking advantage of an old cat like me," he sighed.

I rolled my eyes at him and threw in an extra 10 dollars. He gave me one of those smug cat smiles, like he had come out on top of the deal before saying farewell, settling back into his chair, and closing his eyes. It was still hard to tell whether he was asleep or just faking it to set a mood for his shop. I left him to his slumber and walked home, reading the book along the way. Sure enough, the book was packed with magic spells. The book actually was very well written, even if the grammatical style was very outdated. It would have been easy enough to try most of the spells in the book if I had the ingredients for them, but I was not willing to go out and buy things for a silly old book.

But, there was one spell in there that just involved the use of candles and drawing things on the floor with chalk. So, I figured why not give it a shot. It was not like I actually expected it to work. The spell itself said that it was supposed to bring me to the world where my true self would come out and I would no longer be limited by the constraints placed on me by this world. That sorted of sounded fun to me. When I got home I drew the shapes on the floor, hoping the chalk would be easy enough to clean, and placed the candles where they were supposed to go. I performed the incantation in the book word for word, and of course nothing happened.

That had been a fun enough way to pass half an hour and I thought it might be fun to invite some friends over and perform a more complex spell. Then I cleaned up the mess I had made of my floor, did my afternoon exercises, and made myself some dinner before settling in for bed early for the night. It was actually not even seven o'clock when I went to bed and I do not know what possessed me to go to bed so early that night since I normally waited until at least ten before going to sleep. That was a bit strange for me, but not that strange.

What was more strange for me was how I felt as I dreamed. My entire body was tingling, but in a pleasant way. I did not normally dream, or at least I thought I did not. Dreaming was what I thought I was doing that night. My body felt like it was floating through some endless void, but I was not scared. For some reason I felt powerful, even more so than any of my father's training had ever made me feel. It was a nice feeling and it seemed like I just kept growing in power as I slept.

I was pleased that the feeling stayed with me even as I woke up. But, when I opened my eyes that feeling deserted me completely. I was not in my home, nor was I in the city for that matter. There were trees surrounding me, lots of trees. For some reason I was in the middle of the forest and my nightwear was nowhere to be found. Then there was also the matter of the trees that surrounded me. I recognized the type and they should have been over 100-feet tall. When I stood up they were only about chest level to me. I wondered what was going on until I finally spotted my nightwear clinging to my belly fur. They had been torn to shreds, as if I had grown right out of them. I realized that I must still be dreaming because if what I was seeing was accurate then I was a giant and that was ridiculous.

Experimenting with that book must have triggered this dream I thought. It was definitely a weird one and since I had no interest in walking around nude in a forest I tried to wake myself up. I did not know whether that thing about pinching myself to wake me up really worked or if it was just a rumor, but I gave it a shot. And it did not work. After that I tried a few more things to wake myself up, like yelling at myself and willing myself awake. Nothing worked and I was just happy no one was around to see how silly I looked while trying to wake myself up.

For some reason I could not wake up and I hoped that did not mean something bad. I thought about just sitting down and waiting to wake up naturally, but that seemed awfully boring. Wandering around as naked as the day I was born was a little awkward, but it was just a dream. There was something else that was awkward about walking around in the forest. I was a little too large for the forest. Even though I was trying to be careful I could not help but knock over the occasional tree. If someone was tracking me I would not have been that hard to follow. My paws were leaving behind shallow craters and were tearing up the vegetation in the area. I might have enjoyed the sense of power that came along with being a giant, of being able to reshape the landscape around me just by moving if I had not already been taller than most of the people around me in real life and been able to flatten any three or four people in a fight while barely breaking a sweat. Instead, I was finding this more annoying than fun, especially with all these little bushes getting stuck in between my toes.

About half an hour after I started wandering around I thought I heard something. My father had taken me into the forest quite often as a child. Those trips had been part camping vacations and part survivalist training. I would say they had been more survivalist training than vacation actually. He had taught me how to listen to the forest, to see and smell things that were out of place. I trusted my instincts due to all of that training and when I did not hear the noise again I did not just dismiss it. It was the first noise I had heard in a while, besides myself crashing through the forest that is.

I had assumed the forest was so deathly quiet so far because I was in a dream, but if this were a real forest I would assume it was so quiet because something of my size would scare away the local wildlife for miles around. If this were my father's survivalist training I would have tried to sneak up on what had made the noise, which was obviously hiding now. At my size I doubted I could sneak up on anyone at the moment, so I just hoped for the best as I made my way toward the area where I heard the noise.

"Hello, is anyone there?" I called out in case I had heard a person instead of an animal. I had to be careful with my steps. There was no telling just how large other people in this dream would be and I did not want to end up crushing anyone, even if this was just a dream. I never received a response, but I did eventually spot a gray furred creature trying to hide in some bushes. It took a little bit of study, but I was eventually able to indentify it as an wolf. I was having trouble telling whether it was anthro or feral at first, but I was able to spot clothing on closer inspection and that confirmed that it was an anthro.

"I can see you there," I said to the wolf, "Why don't you come on out? I won't hurt you, promise." It did feel a little weird talking to a dream wolf, but I was just going with the dream for the moment. The wolf did not respond to me, so I tried to slowly reach down and pluck him out of the bush. That definitely got a response. The wolf darted out of the bushes and away from me as quickly as he could. That gave me my first good look at him and I noted that he was dressed in an outfit I would have expected to see at a renaissance fair.

I carefully followed after the wolf. If I ran I could have easily overtook him, but I also ran the chance of knocking a tree down on him if I did that. So, I contented myself with walking after him. To my surprise I was still catching up to him pretty quickly. That was due to two things. One was that my stride was so much longer than his and the other was that the wolf was definitely no woodsman. He was constantly tripping over things in his path and nearly running into trees in his haste to get away from me. The stuff that was causing him to trip and the obstacles that he had to dodge around were either crushed under my paws or pushed aside with ease. To me, the wolf was moving at an almost lethargic pace.

I kind of felt bad for him. He looked like he was about to hurt himself and I tried to get him to stop. "Hey, come on, stop before you hurt yourself," I said in as soothing a voice as I could. The wolf did not stop, but when he looked back at me while I was talking he did not notice the branch right in front of him. When he did turn his face back in front of him he yelped in surprise before running face first into the branch. Even I winced at that the loud cracking noise his head made from the impact and he fell to the ground.

The wolf was groaning and I kneeled down over him, saying, "Hey, are you alright?" After the wolf did not respond I gave him a light poke and he shot back up to his feet. Then he promptly fell right back on his rear after looking up at me. He looked terrified for a moment and then got down on his hands and knees, crawling toward my paw. I wondered what the wolf was doing until he grabbed onto the fur on one of my toes and started kissing it while looking like he was about to burst out crying with fear. "What are you doing?"

"I'm so sorry goddess," the wolf finally responded to me. "I had no idea this forest had a new ruler or I would have made a proper tithe to you. Please forgive this bug for his mistake. You can have all my goods if that's what it takes to satisfy your anger." The wolf went on like that for a while. He was groveling and seemed to be of the opinion that I wanted to kill him for not making me an offering. If this was a dream I had to wonder about my psyche. Was this something I wanted? No, now I was kind of hoping that this just might be real and if it was, well, crap, I remembered that I was still naked and here I was in front of some stranger begging for his life.

"Hold on little guy," I said reassuringly, "I told you I wasn't going to hurt you and I meant it. All I want to do is ask you a few questions."

"You really aren't going to kill me?" the wolf looked up at me with pleading eyes while still holding on to my toe fur.

"No, I'm really not going to kill you," I said calmly.

This time the wolf did burst out crying in relief and he resumed kissing my toe as he babbled, "Thank you o merciful goddess. A poor merchant like me does not deserve the forgiveness of one so great and beautiful." I had to let him go on like that for a few minutes before he calmed down enough for me to get in a word edgewise.

"Could you please stop calling me goddess. The name's Holly. May I ask what yours is?" I asked, trying not to sound too exasperated at having to deal with all his groveling. It turned out that I could ask what his name was, but the answer had to be accompanied by what he felt was a suitable amount of groveling. After about two or three minutes I was able to find out that his name happened to be Joseph. I was able to find out quite a bit more about him in a conversation that should have only lasted for a couple of minutes but ended up lasting nearly an hour due to all his babbling and groveling. Yeah, this was really starting to feel real. I could not imagine one of my own dreams annoying me this much.

But, I was able to get some useful information out of Joseph. He was a travelling merchant and he was having a rough time. This world seemed to be populated by giants like myself that were worshiped as gods. I also found out that this world was stuck in the middle ages, or at least the part of it that I was in, and it had been stuck that way for the past few thousand years, like out of some fantasy novel. Joseph was having such a rough time because the royal family of this land had offended some god and he had apparently devoured every last one of them. Now there were three nobles warring over control of the lands, bandits were roaming the lands without a strong central authority to do anything about them, and the gods that inhabited this land were not getting their usual tithes for one reason or another and they were taking their annoyance at that out on anyone that happened to be within reach.

Despite how much groveling he did, his explanations were fairly thorough and somewhat coherent. They were also sounding a little too detailed for a simple dream. But, I was about as big an expert on dreams as the next guy. It could have been possible that I was dreaming, but now I seriously doubted that. Because of that, getting a set of clothes that fit me was bumped up a few slots on my priorities list. That would require finding a town and maybe one of these so-called gods. When I asked Joseph to lead me to a town he was only too happy to be of use to a goddess.

There was a dirt road not that far away from where I had encountered Joseph. He also had a small cart full of goods with a feral horse tied down along that road. Even though Joseph did not say anything about it, I think I had encountered him while he was relieving himself in the bushes. There were good chances I had literally caught him with his pants down as I came stomping through the forest and something about that made me smile in amusement.

The horse did not seem all that happy to see me, but Joseph was able to get it under control and set off down the road. It was not an especially big road, but it was just wide enough that the trees were not pressing in all around me like they had been. That did not mean I no longer had to deal with any other annoyances. The horse could move faster than Joseph could, but it still moved painfully slow compared to someone with a stride like mine. My family had typically been the quiet stoic types too. On a two or three hour drive with the family we might have spent a whole 20 or 30 minutes actually talking to each other. We did not have to fill every last moment talking and we liked it that way. Joseph, however, was the type that needed to fill every last moment with noise. I could not tell if he was like that with everyone or if he just thought I needed me ego constantly stroked with all the praise he was heaping on me while he talked nonstop. If I had not thought voicing my displeasure with his constant talking would cause him to break down and start groveling again I would have said something.

I was certainly glad I had Joseph to follow. When I had encountered Joseph it had still been early in the morning. A few hours, well into the afternoon, and quite a few easy to get lost at forked roads later I finally spotted what might be a town off in the distance. I think the people in the town must have spotted me too a few minutes later. It was faint, but my large and very useful ears were able to pick up on the faint sounds of bells ringing. To me, those sounded like alarm bells and having a 100-foot tall goddess headed towards your village constituted the need for alarm based on what Joseph had told me about the gods and goddesses of this world.

As I got closer to the town I could start making out details. The place did not look like what I thought a town from the middle ages would look like, not a realistic one at least. It looked more like one of those idealized versions of a town you might see in the movies to me. There were not many people out in the town. All I could see was a small delegation waiting at the entrance of the town. Everyone else looked like they were hiding in their homes. I tried to see things from their perspectives and think about how frightening I must have looked to them. If I intimidated people when I was just a head taller than them, I must have been the stuff of nightmares for people when I made their homes look like doll houses. Truthfully, I kind of did like the idea of them thinking of me as a nightmare while I was feeling thoroughly embarrassed for having to be in front of them with no clothes at all.

When I got close enough to the village one of the members of the village walked up to greet me and Joseph kind of sped up past him while bidding me farewell. He was probably happy that he had lived and that he could dump me on someone else. "Great goddess," said the villager, this one was a middle aged mouse with black and white fur, "I am Henry, the leader of this humble village. It has been a while since a glorious being such as yourself has graced us with your presence. We are preparing a proper offering for you and if you demand that our village worship you we will begin work on a shrine of your liking to you immediately. But, I please ask that you understand that the resources of a village such as ours are limited. If you should decide to take your completely justifiable anger out on us for not having an offering available to you immediately, as is only proper of course, we would be slowed down in gathering your offering."

The mouse had a friendly enough tone, but he acted as if I would lose my temper and stomp him and his town into dust at any moment. His fear of me was actually making me feel more awkward than being nude. I had to wonder if the gods of this land were really that bad. Then I took a moment to really think about things. A group of giants in a land of people much smaller than them whose best weapons against them were probably slow firing things like catapults and ballistae. And from what I had heard from Joseph, the gods were immune to mortal weapons, meaning all the little folk were helpless against giants. I did not want to see if I could really take a shot from a ballista, but if one giant had managed to devour an entire royal family I would imagine he had to go through at least some defenses like that to do it. Yes, I could see the potential for the giants to abuse their power and with no one to oppose them I could see them being a very tyrannical group.

"Hello Henry, I'm Holly. Listen," I said to Henry, "I can see you're terrified of me and I can understand why you would be, but I can assure you I mean no harm. All I want is, well, I don't know, I just woke up in the forest as a giantess and coming to a town seemed like the sensible thing to do. Don't know what I expected here really. Maybe you could tell me where I could get a decent set of clothes."

The mouse looked back at the other members of the delegation before looking at me, a bit of a puzzled expression on his face. He was looking really nervous at he said, "I'm not quite sure what a goddess would want with clothes. All the other gods and goddesses say they have no need to cover up their glory, that we mortals should bow down in awe of their perfect forms."

I let out a sigh of exasperation. Not only did these gods sound like tyrants, but they were showoffs as well. I glanced down at my own boobs. They were large enough that some people had actually asked me if they were real and did not believe me when I said they were. I could not imagine how they looked to these people. And now it seemed like finding a way to cover them up, as well as other sensitive areas, was going to be rather difficult.

If I made it to an actual city I might be able to acquire the items I needed to make my own clothes. But, I did not have any money. The people in this world would probably be throwing whatever I wanted at me if it meant I would let them live, but taking advantage of people like that was not exactly in my nature. Maybe I would be able to earn what I needed somehow. Surely the people of this world would have some task they would need me for. Maybe there was some Badass Dragon on an Ultimate Mountain of Doom that needed slaying. At my size that seemed pretty feasible.

"Alright, if I can't get any clothes here, then can I sleep outside the village for the night and get some directions to a city in the morning?" I asked.

"Why of course," Henry said enthusiastically. "A mortal like me would never deny the hospitality, so rightly deserved by a goddess such as yourself, of our village to you goddess Holly." It turned out the mouse was not kidding about the hospitality. I had thought I would just find a place to sit down and wait for the sun to set before going to sleep. The villagers did not leave me alone for more than a few minutes before they started carting out food for me. It was far more food than a village such as this should have been able to produce, but then again, I was far larger than should have been physically possible. Certain rules seemed to work differently on this world than on my own. After making sure that I was not eating all of the villages food and condemning them to starve to death during the winter, I accepted the meal. I really was starving after a day of nothing but walking and when my stomach growled that seemed to make people nervous, so I did not feel that guilty for accepting the meal.

After the meal they guided me to a hot spring that was just outside the village. It was actually a pretty nice one that might have made a good tourist spot back home. And much to my surprise it was actually deep enough that when I sat down in it the water came about midway up my breasts. I later found out that this land had these hot springs all over the place and that the various towns and cities were supposed to be constructed near them. If they were not, some god would eventually come along and level the place.

It was a nice place to relax and wash myself off as best I could, but the villagers did not seem to want to let me wash myself. Instead, they sent a team out to help me bathe. I tried to say no to that, but when I did they almost seemed to panic. They thought they had offended me in some manner and that I would go ahead and level their village the moment I was finished relaxing. I eventually relented and let them help me bathe to calm them down. Now, I'll admit that I do like to be pampered a bit. It is one of those guilty pleasures for me.

What these villagers did went a little beyond pampering to me, though. Sure, it was nice when they asked me to lift my paws out of the water and rest them on the edge of the spring so they could clean them. They got all those bothersome bushes from between my toes and then moved on to massaging them without me even asking. I wanted to say that was too much, but a part of me liked the job they were doing and that part of me kept my mouth shut. They had teams of three working on each paw at the same time. Tiny hands kneaded at every part of my paws, working at muscles and getting into every fold and crevice on my paw. The way they even got in between the toes just had me in a state of bliss. I was feeling a bit guilty about getting all this treatment for free, but at least they did not seem all that unhappy. Still I wished that there was something I could do for these people.

Not seeing a way out of this situation, and honestly, not really wanting to find a way out of it I just sat back and enjoyed it. I closed my eyes and nearly fell asleep under the care of those massaging my paws. And then I felt other hands on my arms and legs. I opened my eyes to see other villagers were now cleaning them off and then massaging them as well once they were done. When I looked at these people they would smile at me nervously and continue with their tasks. They were obviously trying to pamper me to the point that they thought I would prefer them more alive than dead. I was hit by another pang of guilt, but they really were all doing a very good job and they massaged the guilt right out of me.

The next thing they did took me completely by surprise. I had been about to fall asleep after getting a little too relaxed when I felt something touching my breasts. My first instinct was to swat that thing away and I stopped myself just in time to keep from flattening a frightened villager against my breast. He started babbling incoherently. I thought he might have been asking for forgiveness for offending me in some way. It took a while to calm him, as well as everyone else down. In the end I had to let him and another villager go to work on cleaning and massaging my breasts to keep everyone from breaking down in fear. That was something I could have done without and not because they were no good at cleaning. What had been a nice pleasant massage quickly turned into a sensual arousing massage and I really wished I had a dildo me. I really hoped I was not showing just how aroused I was by all this to the villagers.

When that was all over I really did have to put my paw down and demand some me time alone in the forest. No one bothered me and for that I was grateful, but I still wish I had that dildo. If this was how every town on this world was going to be I was really going to have to find a way to cope. That thought made me smile. Upon getting sucked into a new fantasy world most people had to go slay some dark evil force in stories. Me, I only had to deal with the lack of a good dildo.

As I was walking back from the village I saw Henry waiting for me at the edge of the woods. I leaned down in front of him to try and not look so intimidating as I asked, "Is there something you want Henry?"

Henry looked a little flustered as he asked, "Well, uh, yes, there is something I and the rest of the villagers want."

He seemed hesitant to go on, so I prodded, "And what would that be Henry? Don't be afraid to ask. You've all been very kind to me and I would like to repay the favor."

The mouse looked a little more confident as he said, "We have all discussed this and we would like for you to be our goddess. This is just a small village and probably not worthy of one such as yourself, but we would be very grateful if you would accept our request."

I was a taken off guard by that one and I had to ask, "Why me? What have I done that would make you want to ask me to be your goddess?"

"Well, our last god seems to have forgotten about us, but we have not forgotten about him," the mouse said. He seemed to be struggling with just how much to say and I thought he did not want to insult another god. "You see, he came and claimed this village when my great grandparents were still children. But, when he came it was said that he crushed the village leader to assert his dominance, sampled a dozen of the villagers along with the meal served to him, and used numerous villagers for his own, um, pleasure during his bath, an experience only one of them survived. He only visited the village on two other occasions after that, once when my great grandparents were a young couple with their first child, and once during the days of my grandparents. Both visits were similar to the first. And well, you are, uh..."

He let that last sentence trail off. I had to frown at that statement. The villagers had the bar set pretty low in terms of gods. They only wanted me because I had not stepped on anyone, eaten anyone, or used anyone as a dildo. Since they really did not seem to expect much out of me besides not killing anyone and I thought it would reassure them I said, "Alright, I'll be your goddess."

The mouse's eyes seemed to light up and he bowed to me profusely as he backed away, thanking me. He returned to the village and despite how late it was they started to throw a little celebration. I just laid down for the night and would have gone to sleep if villagers did not keep coming up to me and expressing their gratitude. It was strange that they acted so scared of me while they praised me at the same time, but they must have still been scared that I would go on a rampage if they did not repay me for doing them a favor and accepting their offer. That was even more strange to me, that after a free meal, a bath, and a massage, they felt like they were the ones that were in dept to me.

It looked like that was something I was going to have to get used to on this world. The praises just did not stop coming, though, and I was getting a bit tired. I could not figure out how to get them to stop without sounding ungrateful and rude. Eventually I just feigned an exaggerated yawn and hoped they would get the message. To my relief that did work and the villagers finally backed off and left me to myself.

Without all those villagers praising me and there was nothing but quiet I was finally able to think. This world was definitely a little on the strange side for me, but I suppose it could have been worse. I remember how that old cat had said I would not get in over my head because I had a talent for magic. Was that because I had always been a goddess and coming to this world allowed me to be my true self as that book had said? What if I were just a normal person? Would that spell have still worked and if it did would I just be a regular sized rabbit like the other people on this world? Being a regular size person on this world did not seem like it would be good for my health, if other giants existed that is. I still had not met another giant, but these people certainly seemed to know too much about them for me to discount what they were saying as mere myths. I also had to wonder about how to get home and what would happen if I did get home. Would I still be a giant or would I go back to being my normal self? And even if I could get home I had to wonder if I would end up back in my bedroom or in the middle of some busy street, still naked as could be?

I had a lot of questions, just like anyone in my situation probably would have, and I had no way to answer them. So, I would do what just about anyone in a fantasy story would have done. I would travel around and ask questions as I went, hoping I stumbled on to clues for something about what I was supposed to do. Honestly, I was kind of hoping they would sing me a song about what road I was supposed to follow. It would be nice if everyone I met was not terrified of me or trying to fawn over me so I could ask those questions, but I foresaw many long conversations like I had with Joseph. I let that annoying thought set in as I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up again I was half expecting to be back in my own bedroom and dismissing what had happened as nothing more than a dream. But, since I was only half expecting that I was not really surprised when I woke up in the field I had fallen asleep in the previous night. There were already carts full of food waiting for me when I woke up. I was surprised at how much cooked foods and fresh bread there was to go along with the fruits and vegetables I was being presented with. This should have taken them way too long to cook for how early it was and I wondered if the villagers had stayed up cooking all night long or if this was just another one of those ways that this world differed from my own.

There were some villagers bowing down before me next to the carts as if waiting to see what I thought of the meal. Once again I accepted it in order to avoid any problems, and because I really was hungry and the food smelled good. I also made sure to tell the villagers that I liked the meal and that I was grateful to them for making it. That let them sigh with relief and return to their normal affairs while I finished my meal. Then, before I could finish my meal, I could feel something. It was a strange feeling, one I had never had before that seemed like it was being felt by senses I never had before. And for some reason I could recognize what the feeling was telling me and it was saying that something was coming, something that was not that friendly.

My father had taught me not to ignore my senses and just because these were new ones did not mean I was going to start ignoring them now. I was alert for danger and as I looked around I saw an area on the other side of the village shifting and twisting just outside of the village. Now, I had played enough games and seen enough movies to recognize a magic portal when I saw one and if my senses were also correct, that was definitely a magic portal. It was large enough for something of my size to come through it too and I had a bad feeling that I was about to have my first encounter with one of this world's gods.

Sure enough, what stepped out of the portal was a black furred bear that looked none too pleased. He came stomping right toward me and through the village. I was stunned that the bear could have cared less about the damage he was doing to the village as house after house was crushed beneath his huge paws. Villagers were scrambling out of his way and my body was already working on automatic as I rushed towards the bear while being careful not to step on anything or anyone in my dash.

"How dare you claim what is mine," the bear said just before I tackled him and carried him right out of the village, slamming him to the ground. The bear did not look hurt as he scrambled back to his feet, but he did look enraged. "And now this unwarranted attack. What gives you the right to do all this? I can see you've just come into your godhood and already you seek a challenge."

I already did not care for the bear. Never did care much for bullies, and despite his size that was exactly what he reminded me of. "And what gives you the right to trample the homes of all these people? They haven't done anything to you and you looked like you didn't even care if you stepped on anyone," I said angrily.

The bear sneered at me as if what I had said disgusted him. "What gives me the right," he asked incredulously, "These pathetic mortals belong to me and now they dare turn on me in favor of some newborn doe. They will be lucky if I only kill half their number for this treachery."

"So, you leave them alone for a few generations and show up because they ditch your sorry ass for someone they like better. If you wanted to keep them you should have treated them better. Now they asked me to take the job and I'm certainly not going to let you take it back," I said to him. My family was not known for its diplomacy. We were more of the punchy, kicky, shooty types when it came to problems. Since I did not have any guns with me that meant I was going to have to stick with the punchy and the kicky. Plus, saving these people from this bear seemed like a good way to repay them for the meals and the bath.

Now the bear looked like he was about to explode as he yelled, "Arrogant child. I'll pound you into the ground and make a personal pleasure slave out of you."

"Bring it on big boy," I could not help going for the zing.

"You'll regret those words," the bear said menacingly. And then he showed me he just might be right when he started to grow. I would be lying if I said the bear did not already have a very impressive figure. He was the type that had muscles on top of muscles and watching them grow right in front of me was an intimidating sight. Then there was the sight of his member too. Where it had been flopping freely in the wind before, it was now growing very erect. That bear happened to be as well endowed for a male as I was for a female. If he kept growing he was going to be able to use it as a club on me.

If he got as big compared to me as I was to the villagers I was definitely going to be in trouble because I was trying to make myself grow too and it was not working. Fortunately, he stopped when he was only twice my height. Now, I know that would have been enough to scare most people, but I had fought people that were at least that much bigger compared to me when I was a kid. Unless he had some other tricks that I did not know about I thought I would be able to take him.

He obviously had expected me to practically piss myself in fear at the sight of him based on that cocky smile on his face. When all I did was smile back and assume a defensive stance he frowned and said, "These villagers must be stupid if they chose a mad bunny such as you to try and replace me."

"Could they have picked someone better than me? Maybe so. It's not like I ever claimed to be a goddess and I'm certainly no saint, but I've just met you and I can tell I'm a hell of a lot better choice than you," I said. That settled it. The bear roared and charged me. He showed about as much skill and grace as a school yard bully and I was easily able to side step the charge while delivering a solid kick to the knee. I was a little disappointed that I did not pop his knee out of place, but I could see that I had at least hurt him a bit with the way he staggered and nearly fell over.

The fact that I was the one that managed to hurt him a bit only served to further enrage the bear. What I had done to him was far from crippling and he was more than up for another charge. While he was concentrating on me I tried to make sure to lead him away from the village. The last thing those people needed was a 100-foot tall rabbit and a 200-foot tall bear fighting in the middle of their village. They did have the sense to get as far away from the fight as possible, but it would take them a while to get out of the village and I was not confident that I could take down the bear and prevent anyone from getting crushed at the same time.

Fighting in the forest was a bit bothersome, probably more so for me than for the bear thank to all the trees. But, I was able to plow right through them with startling ease while the bear did not even seem to notice that they were there. As the bear charged me, going through 100-foot tall trees like some sort of unstoppable force, I did not bother to get out of his way this time. I decided to get a little bit flashy, flashier than my father probably would have approved of, but I wanted to really show the bear what I was capable of. Instead of stepping out of his way I started to not only roll between his legs, but extended my own leg while I performed the role. It was a move that would have normally connected with the head of my opponent, but due to the size difference my kick connected directly with his manhood. The trees surrounding us had not been able to stop the bear, but that kick brought him to his knees.

"Just because I'm smaller than you doesn't mean I can't hurt you," I taunted the bear as he struggled back up. Some people think that a kick to the balls cripples a man, and that is true for some men, but when you are dealing with someone like the bear I was dealing with that kind of thinking could lose the fight for you. I was more than prepared for yet another enraged charge from the bear. He was not exactly the smartest opponent I had ever faced and it was clear he had just expected to use his size to overwhelm me. Since that strategy was not working he was just getting angrier and angrier. His judgment was clouded and it was not getting any better as time went on.

This time he did at least have the intelligence to stop short of me, though. He tried to swipe at me with those huge arms. That was what I had been waiting for. I grabbed onto his arm as he tried to strike me with it and used his own momentum to flip him on his back. With him on his back like that I was finally in range of his neck and I was not about to let the opportunity pass. I was on top of him while he was still getting over the surprise of having been flipped like that. All it took to end the fight was one quick blow to the neck after that. The result was a crushed windpipe for the bear. I did not know if that could actually kill a god, but I would see shortly. Either way, the bear was in no condition to fight after that. I had won.

That did not seem to be the end of it, though. It was not that the bear had any fight left in him. I was getting another one of those strange feelings as I sat on my fallen opponents chest. There was something I was supposed to do now that I had beaten him and I just let the feeling take me. "As is my right, I claim what is mine," I said, not realizing why I said it, "For losing this fight your powers and this village now belong to me. Your godhood is lost to you forevermore Tenmope." Tenmope? I guess that was what his name was and I was not certain how I knew it all of a sudden. But, between getting pulled into a fantasy world and turned into a giant, I suppose that was not the strangest thing that had happened.

Upon completion of that little speech something else started to happen. My body started tingling in a very pleasant way. Too pleasant in fact. I found myself panting in pleasure against my will. The bear felt strange beneath my rear and the ground beneath my paws felt like it was shifting. It was not until I looked down that I saw why that was. Tenmope was shrinking while I was growing at the same time. I was starting to see why Tenmope had gotten that erection while he grew. Apparently growth was an unbelievably arousing process.

I did not want it to stop. Every second of growth brought me absolute bliss. My femme grew moist with desire. I was once again left wishing that I had a good dildo. It was hard to notice anything else that was going on around me and it took a while to see that Tenmope's broken windpipe seemed to have healed itself. He did not look happy about that though. Instead he looked horrified by my growth and his own diminishing stature. I was already larger than he was and with my butt planted right on him he was trapped where he was. And then I noticed that he was still erect. It looked like I had found my dildo.

It was not like I really wanted to give the bear the pleasure of relations with me, but I honestly needed something real bad. I positioned myself atop his shaft and started riding him roughly. The bear tried to escape, but I held him in place, something that was easier to do by the second as he grew weaker and I grew stronger. Before long we had reduced the positions we had been in earlier. I was the one that was 200-feet tall while he was a mere 100-feet tall and still shrinking. After a while I did wish he would stop shrinking. His diminishing member really was not doing it for me. But, as he continued to shrink and I continued to ride him something started to happen.

The bear was small enough that he was actually starting to get sucked into my femme. He did try to resist, but my pussy was hungry for him and was not about to be thwarted by his paltry efforts. I slowly took him in with him kicking and screaming all the way. For a while the bear was enough to fill me, but he kept shrinking within me. Still, I enjoyed his struggles as he tried to force his way out of me, those struggles only feeding into my pleasure. I could feel him shrinking within me, his squirming growing weaker. Fortunately, he had already given me all the pleasure I needed as he became nothing more than a helpless passenger in my body.

I climaxed harder than I ever had in my life. The muscles within me clasped tightly around Tenmope's still shrinking form. A small part of my mind did note that the bear had shrunken past the height of what would pass for the height of a normal person on this world, but it was only a small part. I really did not have much attention to spare as I continued to orgasm. Feminine juices flowed out of me like a river and they eventually carried Tenmope with them. The climax that I hit was one of the most intense experiences in my life and it left me panting in exhaustion far more than the fight with Tenmope had.

With that over with I took a moment to catch my breath and clear my head. I was able to sense the presence of Tenmope in the same way that I had when he first arrived. Even though he no longer had his size nor was he truly a god anymore, I could sense that he was still immortal. That was the only reason he had been able to survive being within me when I hit my peak. I found him in a pool of my pleasure juices, spluttering around and trying to get out. He looked so tiny and pathetic to me now. I had taken his height. While I was 300-feet tall he was barely 6-inches tall. He was just big enough to make a passable dildo for a regular woman.

That gave me an idea. I plucked up the bear from my juices and walked back to the village. There I looked for something, using my new senses to find a particular person. The villagers were in awe of me for defeating a rival god and that awe was keeping them from remembering how scared they were of me, especially now that I stood at three times my previous height. That was why one vixen around my own age did not try to scamper away when I kneeled down in front of her and presented her with Tenmope. I was using what I was starting to think of as my 'goddess sense,' I would need to come up with a better name later, to find out about that vixen. What I did find out was that it was one of her ancestors that the bear had used as a pleasure toy when he first appeared in this village and he had targeted her family on his other visits to this village as well. I gave the bear to the woman and told her that as punishment for the bears past actions against her family, he was to serve as a pleasure toy for her family from now on, from generation to generation since the bear would not be dying any time soon. From the look in the vixens eyes, she was looking forward to getting some revenge on the bear for what he had done to her family in the past and it did not help that her home had been one of the ones he had crushed when he entered the town.

After that I looked around the village to see what I could do to help with the damage that had been done to it. Fortunately, there had not been too much damage done, to the village at least. By the way the forest looked it had definitely been a good idea on my part to have the fight out there. I started to walk over to the part of the village that the bear had damaged when my stomach practically roared at me. All of a sudden I felt like I was starving and I felt pretty embarrassed as I saw heads turn to look up at me due to the sound.

Henry requested that I allow the villagers to see to my needs and I accepted gratefully. Normally I would have helped with the cleanup before I would have even thought about eating, but the hunger I was feeling was not normal to me. It was a ravenous hunger and it was making the villagers around me look just a little too tasty. There was a part of me that was getting harder to resist telling me that it would be alright to eat just a few of them. It was coming up with different justifications for why it would be fine. These villagers were used to getting terrorized by their gods already, they owed me for saving them from a bear that had planned to kill half of them anyways, they were just a bunch of puny insignificant bugs while I was a goddess.

Honestly, I did think I could resist that part of me for days if need be. I was no weak willed idiot. It was just that I hated all of the justifications I could come up with for eating people and I wanted to stop that thinking as quickly as possible. Fortunately, the villagers were quick about bringing out cartloads of food. I embarrassed myself when I tore into those carts as if I had not eaten in a few days. Normally, I just dumped an entire carts contents into my maw and swallowed gleefully, but I know I lost control of myself sometimes. I thought I may have actually swallowed the carts themselves on a few occasions. There was no telling how much food it took to satisfy me, but I was sure it was measured in the dozens of tons and I was once again left wondering just how these people got all that food.

When I was done I sat back on the ground, patting my belly in a satisfied way and let out a little belch. I remembered that I was not around my family and I probably should have tried to stifle that. After growing up in a family of all boys and a mother that tried to out man my father I had picked up a few bad habits. I smiled, remembering that I was always the one with the cute little girly burps and then I tried to think about what I would sound like to them at my current size.

As I was thinking about those amusing thoughts I started to hear voices. I looked around, but did not see anyone talking to me. Still, I could swear I heard someone, no, a few people talking to me. Then I tried pivoting my ears around to home in on the sound and I still failed to discover the source of the sound. Either I was going crazy or I was stumbling upon yet something else having to do with being a goddess. I tried concentrating on the voices and discovered that they were coming from in my head. After concentrating a little more I was able to make out three separate voices. It was a little hard to make out what they were saying at first. Apparently I still had a bit to learn about just how to use my goddess senses.

It took me a while to start understanding what they were saying and only bits and pieces of what they were saying came through at first. By the tone of what they were saying I was certain that they were praying. That was interesting. It looked like I really could hear the prayers of these people now that I had beaten Tenmope. I had to really concentrate to make out what they were saying. There was something about them asking for forgiveness from me and praying that I would let them go. I had no clue how I was supposed to let them go when I did not have anyone in my possession nor did I know what they wanted me to forgive them for.

After some careful thought, I figured that if I could find out where they were I might be able to do something to help them. I attempted to put my abilities to work and I was able to sense that they were close, really close actually. Then my eyes lit up in surprise and horror as I looked down at my belly. The three voices were asking for forgiveness for moving too slowly as I had been eating. I had been so busy shoveling food into my mouth that I had not even noticed swallowing the occasional villager with my meal. The villagers had not even bothered to stop getting me food because of that. To them me eating a few people is just normal behavior for a goddess. And here I was trying to work on my image of being different from the rest of those tyrants. I muttered a few choice curses under my breath for my lack of attention and then I moved on to figuring out how to get those people out of me.

Just throwing them up was the obvious choice, but that was kind of gross. Instead of doing that I tried to see if I had some sort of ability that came with being a goddess that would help out. I concentrated on those people and my desire to get them safely out of my body. There was a slight tingling sensation in my belly and soon I felt three tiny figures moving through my flesh. Then the next thing I knew three tiny figures seemed to melt right out of belly and I had to catch them before they fell to the ground.

I lifted them up to my face to apologize, but before I could get a word out those people started falling over themselves in thanks. They were kissing the palm of my hand and promising me their eternal loyalty for showing them mercy. It took me a few minutes to see that they were not going to let me apologize for nearly digesting them. So, I just rolled my eyes in resignation and set them down to let them get back to the village. The bar was set really low when it came to my behavior on this world. I could probably destroy an entire kingdom on a whim and these people would probably try to find a way to blame themselves for it.

Even if they had their bar set low for me, I had it set considerably higher for myself. I was not the megalomaniacal type that thought I deserved to be a goddess, but now that it seemed I was I planned on at least trying to act like a good one. Deep down, there had to be powers available to me that were good for something besides smashing things and undoing my mistakes. It did not take long before I found out I could give out blessings. Blessing a person would pretty much guarantee unusually good fortune for that person while blessing a village would ward of diseases and natural disasters. So, I went ahead and blessed the village plus those people I had eaten. I figured anyone that had bad enough luck to get accidentally eaten could use some extra good fortune.

The people in the village probably did not even notice the blessing, but I felt a little better for having given it. I decided to do a little bit of manual labor too and assisted with the cleanup of the crushed buildings. The people were surprised to see me doing that. I swear they all seemed to think that was a part of a plot that would somehow end up with me destroying the village. After the cleanup I went out into a field to sit down and take some serious time to figure out just what powers I had as a goddess.

It turned out that was not that difficult to do. All the knowledge of my abilities was already in my head and I just needed to think about them to find out about them. Besides blessings, I could also dish out curses that had a wide variety of negative effects. I could not call down lightning or balls of fire or anything flashy like that. The most visually impressive things I could do were grow and teleport between villages that worshipped me, which meant I had to walk everywhere else. It also turned out that growth had two side effects. One was that it made you incredibly horny for a short period of time and then you got really hungry. Of course, there were a variety of other powers of varying usefulness and upon discovering them all they really did make me feel more like a goddess.

There were other rules that came along with this whole godhood thing. For one thing, if a god or goddess lost a fight to another god then they lost everything they had except for their immortality. Getting to retain their immortality was not much of a good thing either. With the way they acted the rest of the people of this world would love to get a hold of them after they shrank down to size. There was one good thing that happened for them though. After they shrank the people of this world would start to forget that the miniature former gods had ever been gods. All they knew was that they did not like the 'little folk' for some reason and tended to treat them like the vermin that they really were.

I also thought about what my place in this world really was. It was obvious to me that Tenmope had defeated one other god before. That was why he could grow to 200-feet in height while I had been stuck at 100-feet. Now that I had defeated him I had absorbed just about all his size. Now I could grow to around 300-feet in height. If I defeated some other god I would be able to get even larger. That meant there were probably other gods on this world that could get much larger than I was right now, but there probably were not too many of them.

From what I had heard of these gods so far they did not sound like the types that would want to risk losing their status all that easily. These fights between gods were all or nothing and I could not see them fighting each other unless they knew they would win. In Tenmope's case I bet he either picked on someone considerably less physically imposing than he was or he snuck up on them and took them out from behind or in their sleep. There would probably be quite a few other gods out there that had managed to defeat one or two other gods.

There probably were far larger gods, though. The way I pictured that one happening was some god convincing a group of gods to help him go around defeating other gods. Of course, he would be the one that got to absorb the size of the first god they defeated. Then he would turn on that group as long as he knew he was the strongest. He would probably have to pick them off one by one rather than taking on the whole group at once, but in the end that effort would be worth it. I would have to be on the lookout for those gods and goddesses. While my combat skills could do me a world of good, if I had to go up against someone even three times my own height I would be in a lot of trouble.

It would be impossible to tell just how large a god could get upon first meeting him. However, you could tell if they could not grow at all like Tenmope had been able to do when he first met me. I would have to be careful about the next god I picked a fight with. There was a little theory I had about where the more powerful gods would be and I would have to test that out. If what I thought of the gods of this world was correct, the more powerful gods would probably gravitate towards the cities. There were more people to flaunt their power over and having a city full of worshipers would certainly be more prestigious than some backwater villages.

If I were to travel around to these villages and take them from the gods that already claimed them I would probably only have to deal with the less powerful gods. It was a plan that other gods could have come up with, but if they had they probably would have done so by now and moved on to taking control of cities while leaving their old worthless villages that were not worth their time to the lesser gods. I would probably have to gain a great deal of power on this world because I did not know how to get back to my own. That was not knowledge that came with being goddess. If there was some spell book that could get me back home it was most likely in a city and if there was not, at least I would be doing this world a favor by getting rid of some unwanted pests.

Of course, I needed to stop broadcasting my own maximum size to everyone around me and I shrank back down to my 100-foot tall size. I think the people in the village were relieved to see me do that. They were even happier that there were no side effects to me shrinking. I would have to be careful about any future growth though. While I did not need to worry about eating people since I could get them out just fine, I did have to worry about what I would do to them if I was aroused. Preventing myself from using smaller people as toys would be even harder than preventing myself from eating them even with the knowledge that I could eat them without actually hurting them. Either I would have to get my hands on a giant dildo or just a giant that could also serve as a dildo whenever I did decide to grow.

Those were things for me to worry about in the future. For now I had to go around finding villages in a land I had never been to before. But, I did have a potential guide available to me. Chances were he would not be all too keen about the idea of having me follow him around, but I doubted he would say no to a goddess. "Oh Joseph, I need you," I called out as I went in search of the wolf I had first met on this world.

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It had been an eventful past few months since arriving on this world. After encountering Tenmope it had taken a couple of weeks just to find another village that had not been in his former domain. I had added a few more villages to my domain that used to be his. It was not like I had tried to do that, but once again I found that just about everybody preferred a goddess that did not come in and wreck up the place to show who was in charge. I had also questioned people in my new villages to make sure my view on the gods of this world were correct. After countless interviews of pretty much the same thing I was pretty much sure that at least the gods in this land were exactly like how I believed them to be.

Joseph had been doing a pretty good job of leading me along his normal trade route even if he had forced me to move at an incredibly slow pace. Fortunately, one of the villages that I eventually claimed happened to be a port village. I was able to acquire some nice thick rope and tied Joseph's cart to it. Then I turned it into a necklace for myself and kept it tucked away in my cleavage while I had Joseph ride around on my shoulder. He had been scared of that at first, but after about a week he finally started to get comfortable me.

Then I finally started to encounter some other gods and goddesses. Either I was lucky or my original theory about the nature of these gods was true. Over the past few months I had encountered six gods. Most of them except for one had only been able to grow to a height of 300-feet. The other one had only been able to grow to a height of 200-feet. And all of them were about as skilled of fighters as Tenmope had been. Quite frankly, taking them out had been child's play for me. I had not really encountered anything that was even as tough as a sparring match with my brothers.

It was also nice that I was finally starting to build up a reputation in this region as being a kind goddess. Not having people scared to death of me all the time was definitely a nice thing. Taking evil gods down a notch or two was starting to seem like a valuable service to the people of this world. It felt like I was actually earning my meals for once.

The local gods were pretty arrogant and doubted I existed, crediting rumors about me to wishful thinking on the part of the mortals. Those gods were probably wishing they had teamed up to stop me, but it was too late for that now that they were only six inches tall. They were probably regretting that they still had their immortality. I usually handed them over to local villagers as toys, but one of them managed to avoid getting captured by me just long enough to get accidentally eaten by a feral horse in the village stables. It would be no fun coming out of that horse for that former god.

It was time to stop daydreaming about those past battles though. I was headed towards a village that belonged to the god that was supposed to the power in this rural region. He was supposed to be the biggest baddest god around. From what I had heard he was a panther with a bad temper and a habit of destroying the occasional village for, well, just about anything really. Now I planned on taking this village from him this very day and prompting an immediate response. I had learned that the gods on this world tended to be too lazy to start a fight after sunset and only came out during the day.

This upcoming fight was actually supposed to have occurred two days ago. Unfortunately, the village I had meant to confront him in had already been destroyed. Based on the damage done to the village, with all the bloody footprints and smashed in buildings, I was guessing it had run afoul of a god. I doubted any of these gods would let someone else destroy one of their villages, so I was sure the one that had destroyed it was my target. Seeing that village was enough to put in a bad mood and seeing the way Joseph reacted to it made me even worse.

He did not really say anything to me about it, but by how he was mopping I was guessing that he had a few friends from that village. That put me in an even worse mood. Our relationship with each other had gotten a little bit complicated, in my mind at least. It was a lot simpler for a Joseph. He was a mortal and I was a goddess, meaning that he thought of himself as a servant and worshiper to me, nothing more, nothing less. To me, Joseph had been a constant traveling companion for months now. He was the closest thing I had to a friend on this world. I will freely admit that it was difficult not thinking of and treating him like a pet sometimes due to the huge size difference between us. But, he was still someone that I genuinely liked and I had even gotten comfortable with being nude around him, which was not something I could say about anyone else here. It was also endearing that he pampered me as best he was able to. He was really getting good at giving me paw rubs since he insisted on doing it every night, as a service to his goddess.

It was nice to stay in a village where Joseph could get some help with those massages. My paws were larger than he was and I could tell massaging them was a tiring task for him. Letting him give me those massages was one of those guilty pleasures of mine. I really, really, liked being pampered and having Joseph, as well as a small horde worth of worshipers willing to pamper the hell out of me was a definite plus about this world for me. Yeah, it was kind of taking advantage of these people even if I was saving them from their evil gods, but I never claimed to be a saint and I was willing to partake in just a few indulgences.

I was thinking of how nice a few of those indulgences were when I arrived at my destination. There, I performed what had now become a familiar routine. I wowed the people a bit, promised to be better to them than their old god had, ensured them I would protect them from the rage of that same god, and made sure to find somewhere safe for Joseph to hide out at while I took care of business. Convincing this village to convert to worshiping me was even easier than I thought it would be. I had thought that worshipers of the well known, well established, most powerful god in the region would take a bit more effort than the other villages, not less. It did not take long to find out why that was. Their old god had told them that he planned on destroying their village tomorrow because someone had sneezed on his paw the last time he was here. He had already ground the offending villager into paste, but he still felt the need to punish the rest of the village and he wanted them to all think about their impending destruction before he got around to it. I had come just in time to hopefully save them, even if a lot of them did seem to doubt I could beat him.

With all my preparations done all I had to do was wait. It did not take long for the panther god to respond. He was already furious with the village and now he was further incensed that I had so brazenly stolen it from him. The god was as full of bluster and rage as all the other gods I had encountered so far. He yelled and screamed about "How dare I do this" and "Did I know who I was dealing with." It was a tired old speech that I had heard almost word for word a dozen times now. I actually yawned while he was talking and that just seemed to piss him off even more. His rage may have been frightening to the villagers of this world, but to me he was just plain boring.

I really did not pay much attention to these speeches anymore until we got close to the part where we fight. "I will be the one to put you in your place Mad Goddess," the panther said to me.

At the mention of that title I rolled my eyes. While I was known as a kind goddess to the mortals, the other gods thought of me as being insane. Any god that does not crush, eat, or pleasure herself with her worshipers had to be insane after all. I tried to stifle another yawn as I said, "Yeah, sure. Let's see what you got pretty kitty." The pretty kitty part was actually a pretty accurate description. I had yet to meet a single physically unattractive god or goddess. This panther was not as heavily built as Tenmope had been. He had a more lithe and tone figure, but was still well muscled. One of the good things, to some people at least, about being a god was that you did not have to do any exercises to maintain your figure. Personally, I still preferred to train and exercise to keep from being too lazy like the rest of these gods seemed to be.

We were circling each other as we talked, but I was also making sure that as we circled we kept getting further away from the village. I tended to need a lot of room when I grew now. "You will regret saying that too me doe. You may have defeated, one, maybe two other gods, but I know that is all someone as mad as you could have done," the panther said as he started to grow, "But I have defeated more and I will show you true terror before I make you yet another of my victims. Then I'll feed you to my cock and make you a prisoner to my manhood for all of eternity."

I did smile at that last line as I said, "You are a kinky one. I'll have you know I can be a little kinky myself." For now I did not even bother to start growing. I wanted to see just how big he could get. He was supposed to be the largest god in the area after all. There was a chance he could get larger than I expected, much larger actually. If that was true I would need to make a quick escape if he got too large. But honestly, I thought he would be about 800 to 900-feet tall. That would justify his reputation to me. While that was only half my size, I had defeated Tenmope when I was only half his size. I did not want to make the mistake of thinking I was the only person on this world with decent combat skills. So I assumed that anything even half my size could put up a good fight until they proved otherwise.

"What's the matter, too frightened to show just how weak you are," the panther taunted. He also had a few more choice words for me that I did not bother paying attention to. I was just focused on seeing how large he would get for now. Lithe muscles thickened before my eyes, an already huge dick made its triumphant appearance from within the panther's sheath. I could see his desire to mount me written clearly on his face. When he passed 400-feet in height I was happy that he was not the first god I had encountered on this world. That would have definitely been the end of me. And he still continued to grow, but to my surprise he did not grow for that much longer. 500-feet, that was where he stopped.

"Is that really as large as you can get?" I asked, the shock obvious in my voice.

The panther smiled, mistaking my shock for a reaction born out of fear, "Frightened little rabbit? I warned you. And now I will..."

He did not finish that last sentence because I burst out laughing. "And here I was thinking that there was a small chance you might actually be a challenge," I managed to say through fits of laughter as I triggered my own growth. "This isn't even going to be a fight."

The panther god growled, "Don't think you can fool me with your mad laughter little doe. But, you are right. This is not going to be a fight, for me at least." He advanced on me before I had even reached 200-feet in height. The panther did not bother running. He just stalked slowly towards me with a confident swagger in his step. That was a mistake. He just might have been able to get a good kick in on me if he had run, but I probably would have dodged whatever move he would have made anyways. By the time he did get close enough to me to do anything I had already reached 400-feet in height. He still looked pretty confident, but I also saw doubt in his eyes.

The panther frowned down at me as I continued to grow just before he did attempt to kick at me. I caught that kick in my hand with contemptuous ease, or at least I made it look that way. It was actually a slightly jarring blow for me due to him still being larger than me, but that was about to change. The panther tried to pull his paw out of my grip, but I would not let him. That was difficult at first, but it grew easier with time. When I reached his size and then passed it the panther started to look truly worried. He gave his paw one more good tug and I let it go on purpose, watching him stumble backwards as his paw came free unexpectedly.

The panther was now the one looking up at me, shocked at what he was seeing. My own eyes strayed down to his member. I was already feeling the effects of my own lust due to the growth. It would have been easy enough to take the panther now if I wanted too, but I wanted to toy with him. "Where's all that big talk now? I'm not that much larger than you yet. Why, I defeated my first opponent when I was only half his size. I guess I can't expect much from I frightened little pussy like you though," I taunted the rival god.

That got him angry. After being the big fish in this little pond for so long he was not used to getting talked down to and he did not like it. I was already 700-feet tall and had demonstrated that I could already block his blows while I was still shorter than him. He did not even get a chance to strike at me this time. I used me superior reach to backhand him across the face. The blow was enough to knock him right on his ass and before he had the chance to get up, I planted a paw on his chest, pinning him to the ground. He tried to lift my paw off of him, but as I continued to grow and my paw covered more of his body that effort of his seemed increasingly futile.

As I grew the panther looked less and less like an opponent. His struggles were less than useful to him as I grew past 1500-feet in height. All his struggling was managing to do was massage my paw. At 1800-feet in height the panther had finally given up. I could feel him quivering in fear beneath my paw and I could feel the villagers stunned eyes on my from a safe distance away. Then I finally reached my maximum height of 2000-feet.

The panther was only a little larger than my paw. All it would take to finish him off was to put a little more pressure on him. A victory in these god challenges could only be claimed once the other god received what would be a fatal blow to a normal person. But, right now a victory was not what I wanted, not immediately at least. I dug my toes into the ground around the panther's head and squeezed a little, letting him know I could snap his neck or pop his head like a grape if I wanted to. The panther surely thought I would do just that too. I could see it in his eyes.

He was more than a little surprised when I took my paw off of him and sat down with my legs outstretched and the bottom of my paw presented to him. "My paws are dirty from my morning travels and they are feeling a little sore. I want you to lick them clean and give them a massage," I said coldly to the panther.

I could see the panther stand up and grit his teeth in anger and humiliation. He must have been contemplating running away because teleporting did not work until a challenge had been completed. It had to be obvious to him that I could outrun him if I had to. So, he did as I ordered him to. The people in the village had a good look at all of this. Even sitting down my body dominated the relatively flat landscape. Their panther god had been the largest thing they had ever known and now I dwarfed even him. The god that had once terrorized them and had planned on destroying their village was now being forced to lick clean the paws of something much greater than he was.

Forcing the panther to lick my paws clean was a bit more arousing than I thought it would be. That was a bit surprising considering how aroused I still was from the growth I had gone through. I was starting to think I was a bit more of the dominant type than I had thought I was. The way the panther's tongue felt against my paw as he licked kept sending shivers of pleasure right up my leg too. I could not help but lightly run a finger around my breast, seeking further stimulation and yet trying to restrain myself at the same time.

It was taking the panther a while to clean and massage my paws. He was not very practiced at such tasks after all. The massage was nothing special, especially not when compared to Joseph. I blushed a bit when thinking about him. He really was way better at this and now I was thinking about what it would be like to have him licking my paw, after having it cleaned of course. I did not really want to humiliate him like I did the panther and I would want him doing it willingly rather than out of fear. Maybe I could figure out some way to ask him to do so without it seeming like an order to him. I really hoped he was in to paws.

And speaking of Joseph, while I had been sitting here enjoying the attentions of the panther, he had snuck out of the village and was observing things from right next to me. He was only about the size of an ant to me, but after all this time I could just feel his presence, much more so than any of my other worshippers. At my size he must have figured he was too insignificantly small for me to notice him. I smiled down at him and plucked him off the ground with infinite care, "Joseph, I was just thinking about you."

I could see Joseph was scared that he might have offended me and I tried to smile reassuringly at him. It was easy to tell he came out for a closer look himself because he was about as aroused by what was going on as I was. After months of traveling with me he finally felt comfortable enough with me to get closer to me while I was handling other gods. "Don't worry Joseph. I'm rather pleased that you came out to be near to me for this. I just wanted to give you a better seat to view all this from," I said in a deep sultry voice.

Then I set Joseph down, but not on my shoulder where he normally rode. No, I was far too aroused for that. Where I set him was on a very erect nipple that was more than large enough a perch for the tiny wolf. Maybe that would let him know that I considered him a friend, or maybe something more. How many other mortals got to ride around on a goddess' nipple unless he was to be used as a disposable toy? Not many on this world.

I could sense Joseph's indecision at what was happening at first. Then he seemed to decide that he should try to return his goddess the favor she had done for him. Even though Joseph was but an ant to me, I could still feel his tiny hands when they started to massage the sensitive flesh around my nipple. That was good, so much better than the panther. I really should have included Joseph in on my fights with the other gods by the time I was only toying with them.

While I was pleased with Joseph, the panther was a different story. Once he was done I turned to him, saying, "Is that really the best you can do? I would have thought you would have learned something from your worshipers in all these years you have been forcing them to do the same for you."

The panther, still looking humiliated and yet angry at the same time, said through clenched teeth, "I did what you asked, now will you let me go."

I stood up, being careful not to dislodge Joseph from his perch. Then I stared down at the panther from my full height. A look of contempt crossed my face as I said, "Let you go? Whenever did I say I was going to do that? I told you to lick my feet clean and you did. We are still in the middle of a challenge if you don't remember and I still have to finish you off."

The panther looked up at me with a mixture of shock, anger, and fear. This was always the position he had been in, ordering mortals around and then killing them off because he felt like it. He was not liking it all that much now that he was on the receiving end of such treatment from me. All he could do about it was try to run away in the end, but I caught him before he could make it three steps. I lifted him off the ground with one hand and brought him up to my face, licking my lips hungrily. "You do look like you would make a nice snack for a hungry girly, but there is a part of me that desires you more than my belly right now," I said to him.

Then I moved him down to my pussy with him kicking and screaming all the way. He was a little big for me even with our size difference, but I felt like trying to take him completely into me. I started slowly stuffing him into me head first, the feeling of him sliding into me, fueling my arousal. Foot by foot, I forced the 500-foot tall god into me. I could feel my femme pulling him in even as I pushed. It hungered for him and I planned to give it a very good meal. He struggled mightily, but in the end he was no match for me. Using a finger, I finished pushing the rest of god panther into me.

He filled me completely and he actually stood a chance of escaping my pussy because of that. It would have been easy enough to hold him in, but I decided to make this a part of the challenge. He obviously could not beat me in a hand to hand fight. To give him a fighting chance I decided that all he had to do was defeat my femme. I enjoyed his struggles as he tried to find his way out. He actually was doing a pretty good job of turning himself around within me, but he was doing far too good a job of bringing me to my peak at the same time. His efforts, combined with those of Joseph who was still busy massaging away at my nipple, sealed his fate.

My orgasm came fast and hard. I could feel the walls of my pussy pressing in around the panther. He tried to hold the slick walls of flesh apart with all his strength, but in the end my pussy alone was more than enough to overcome him. Eventually he was crushed. I could feel him break and just like that the challenge was over. As feminine juices flowed out of me and I let out a roar of pleasure I could feel my growth triggered once more after I gave the same speech I had after defeating Tenmope. The growth feed into my orgasm, making it far more intense than I had yet to experience. I would have to remember this. Pussy crushing was a good way to end a fight with another god.

Juices flowed out of me like a river. By the time I was done I had created a new lake just outside of the village. That lake would stay there for quite a while, the villagers occasionally requesting that I replenish it every few years. It stood there as a monument to my greatness to them. I was their goddess and their savior from the evil panther god. They celebrated around the lake of my juices every year on the day I defeated that panther, some even bathing in those juices. I know it made me a little strange, but I found that very amusing.

There were other things that needed to be done, though. I did not know if I was large enough to venture into a city yet and I did not want to risk it. However, after seeing all that the panther had to offer I was fairly certain that I was far more powerful than any rural gods got. Preying on them should be child's play and I planned on taking out a lot more of them before I moved on to the cities. My father had always jokingly told me there was no such thing as overkill after all. When I did go to a city I would be well prepared. But, I did not want to have to keep taking out all these gods one by one. There had to be a quicker way. And then I came up with an idea. I looked down at Joseph who was looking too shy to admit just how aroused he was still sitting atop my nipple and told him, "Joseph, I need you. But, let me get a bite to eat first. That growth hunger is really kicking in."

******

It had been a while since I had seen my goddess. She had certainly been an interesting one to deal with. It was still hard to believe I had managed to remain in her presence for so long without her having destroyed me. Instead, she had been like a good luck charm for me. With a goddess like Holly showing me her obvious favor there were not many people willing to try and cheat me out of money. In fact, people were practically throwing their money and goods at me. Riding around on her shoulder had definitely been a quick way of getting around too.

At first I had thought she was just keeping me around to amuse her. She could have gotten another guide anywhere after all. But she had kept me and I had gotten to watch her every step of the way as she grew in power and size. While I had heard of the power of the gods of the cities, I had to wonder whether even they could match her skills as a warrior. Even if Holly had not been a goddess I doubted that anyone from this nation could defeat her in a one on one fight. She had certainly embarrassed any other god that had dared to stand in her way.

That last god I had witnessed her defeat, for the life of me I was having difficulty remembering details about him, had been nothing but a toy to her. I remembered her using him to pleasure herself. Getting to help pleasure her by that point had definitely been very nice for me too. I still had to wonder if she had even noticed my efforts. She had not even seemed to notice that she had forgotten to get the other god out of her after she was through with him. After she fought another god she usually presented someone in the village with one of the little folk as a gift. I know she got them from somewhere, but I always had a hard time remembering from where exactly. This time she seemed to forget all about the other god and Holly did not even give out her normal gift. I wondered if that meant the other god was still inside of her. That would certainly be a suiting punishment since he had threatened to keep my goddess in his balls.

It was easy for me to see why my goddess had forgotten about her former opponent, though. She had already moved on to bigger and better things. Holly had made her request of me and I had to admit she was rather ambitious. There was a little danger involved on my part, but it was a request by a goddess. It also helped that she made her request after she had nestled me within her mountainous cleavage when she made the request. I found it hard to believe that a goddess would actually use the arts of seduction on me, a mere mortal, but it had been really effective. All of the gods and goddesses had such perfect bodies, and Holly's just seemed to be even more so since she actually seemed to work for her looks. With those things combined, I did not think I would have ever been able to say no to her without my manhood staging a revolt.

To think, that when I first met Holly I would have done anything to have avoided being noticed, and failing that I would have just liked for her to have left me alone. Now I wished that I could just be close to her once again. I missed not having her around, and not just because it was nice having a goddess as a personal protector. Holly was a goddess that enjoyed being pampered just like all the other gods, even if she tried to hide that fact that she did like it. There was a significant difference between her and other gods though, and that was that she would not turn me into paste beneath her paws the moment I made a mistake. Without having to fear her wrath I had found that I actually enjoyed the time I spent caring for her paws every night.

There were other reasons to miss Holly as well. She was a much smoother ride than my cart was. Also, now that I was on my own again I had to sleep in the cart at night or on the ground. While traveling with Holly she had let me sleep on her wonderfully soft belly fur. The night before I had departed she had even let me sleep nestled safely within her cleavage. I smiled fondly to myself, thinking about that night and the willpower it had taken not to make a mess in my pants while located in that slice of heaven. She had also promised that I could do that again once I had completed my task. That was motivation enough for me to get my job done quickly.

And what a task it had been. She had me traveling all over the countryside of this nation and the neighboring nations. Holly had me doing something that merchants tended to be good enough at doing, spreading rumors. Of course, none of the rumors were the least bit true. All she had me doing was saying that her last fight had not gone as well as it really had. I made it out as if she had been severely injured during her fight and that while she was large, she could now be taken down if enough gods chose to challenge her at once. That was why Holly had supposedly gone into hiding. Holly had informed me that she really just wanted to fight things out with them in a nice safe place where we mortals would not be in danger when she faced down a small army of gods.

I was not talking to any gods directly. Holly had warned me against doing anything like that. She had also given me a little blessing in hopes that the extra luck would help me avoid coming in contact with the other gods. And it had worked marvelously. I had come in sight of some gods during my travels, but none of them had ever bothered to acknowledge I was there. All I had to do was spread my rumors amongst villagers and then those rumors would reach the ears of their gods and goddesses. Before I knew it, I was hearing rumors of an army of gods assembling to attack Holly and take their powers.

I thought it was a brilliant strategy on her part, but when I had said that to Holly she had only laughed and told me that if these other gods had the least bit of intelligence they would know this was a trap. She said that she was not really all that brilliant, but that all the other gods were just that stupid and that deep down I probably knew that too. I chose not to respond to that comment since I was not entirely sure I could get away with calling the gods fools, even if it was Holly I was talking too. All I did was follow her instructions and headed to a location near where Holly was when I was done. I wanted a good view of Holly when she was in action.

The area Holly had picked was ideal for me. It had used to be farmland before some other god had killed all the farmers. Now the area was claimed by my goddess, but the area had yet to be resettled. The trees in the area had yet to take over all the farmland again and that meant I had a good view of what would happen. When I settled down to watch Holly she had already spotted me and gave me a playful wink. It was hard for me to comprehend, as I watched her laying on the ground, but she was only a little more than half her maximum size from when I had last seen her grow.

Holly did not want to scare off the other gods when they first got here, but she did not want to leave herself at too vulnerable a size either. Even though she was trying to feign being weak and injured she was fidgeting around a lot. Anybody could tell that growing made the gods extremely aroused and hungry and Holly was no exception. She just did not use her followers to satisfy her lusts. Still, she must have wanted something to satisfy those lusts and she probably would not have grown unless she sensed the other gods nearby. Holly was starting to look awfully impatient and I hoped that those gods really were close by or she might have ruined her own surprise by going after them.

Fortunately those gods did arrive. I felt them coming before I actually spotted them. By the time I was able to spot them the ground was shaking violently. I was glad I had left my cart and horse behind or the poor beast probably would have been frightened out of its wits. The sight I saw was like nothing I had seen before. I had expected maybe a dozen or two gods to show up, but what I was seeing had to be around 80 gods, all at their full sizes of what I expected to see of the lesser rural gods. Holly dwarfed them all even at her reduced size, but they just might have stood a chance against her with all those numbers if that were Holly's true size.

I do not know what all those gods planned to do once they defeated Holly. Only one god could claim her power after defeating her. Surely they must have all realized that they would betray each other at the moment of Holly's defeat. The battle would have eventually resulted in a free-for-all brawl where each one of them thought they were the better betrayer. It would have been a messy fight, but someone would have eventually won out and a new power would have been born that day. All those little plans for betrayal would never amount to anything, though, as Holly would soon demonstrate to them.

I had to keep from laughing as I watched Holly, pretending to be fearful in the face of all those other gods. Eventually, one of the larger gods, a raven, stepped forward from the crowd to address Holly. "So, this is the mad god we have been hearing rumors of. You're not quite as impressive as I expected you to be," said the raven.

Holly smirked at the raven as she said, "Not as impressive you say? So that means you do still find me somewhat impressive. I'll take that."

"And we will be taking everything else that is yours," the raven said, unperturbed by Holly's jest. "Surely you must see that even you don't stand a chance against all of us. Do us all a favor and just roll over die rather than make us stretch this out."

"What's that matter, don't want to miss dinner little man?" Holly asked teasingly. Then she paused for a moment, as if for effect, before moving on. "There may be a point where quantity becomes quality, but you have not reached that point just yet." I could hear some rumblings among the other gods. Their voices did carry vary well, but I could not make out what they were saying when they were talking all at once. What I could tell was that they were starting to get worried. Holly seemed to be far too confident for someone in her position.

Then Holly chose to dash their confidence when she started to grow. I could see the look of horror on their faces even from a good distance away. It dawned on them that they had walked right into a trap. They had foolishly challenged a goddess of much greater power than themselves and now they could not teleport away. Their best bet was to run, as I would have done in their place, but they were not used to being the ones that had to run. They hesitated and many of them just stood there and watched as Holly blew up in size.

Watching a goddess grow like that would have once been a thing of fear for me. As I watched Holly I experienced a much different feeling than fear. The other gods took their bodies for granted, but Holly spent her time furthering its perfection each day. Her muscles looked like they had been formed by a master sculptor, her fur had a divine sheen to it, and I did not mind telling her that. What I would not tell her was that I thought her breasts were getting larger compared to the rest of her body. When Holly decided to grow she just grew even more glorious in form. Up and up she expanded, towering over everything around her, making even other gods seem like a child's toys. Or in this case, adult toys as Holly quickly demonstrated.

Holly plucked up two gods that were too stupid to move in both hands as she continued her growth. She held them like that smiling mischievously at them until she finished growing. It turned out she had not been idle while I had been away either. Holly had added at least another 1,000-feet to her size. With her growth at an end she was able to stuff the two gods into her already moist pussy. Her moans of pleasure at doing that seemed to cause the very air around me to quiver. Those two gods were not the only toys that she used either.

Another two gods were plucked off the ground, but they were not bound for her pussy. Instead, Holly stuffed them down her very ample cleavage. I could see it was a tight fit for them and it did not get any better when Holly started fondling her breasts, making yelp a bit as they were crushed between the massive mounds of flesh. I had a hard time tearing my eyes away from Holly as she put on a rather nice show, but I did managed to do it to see what the other gods were doing. To my utter amazement, many of them were still just standing there, gawking up at Holly. Even after I heard a series of crunching noises followed up by more growth from Holly and a stream of feminine juices flowing out of her, they just stood there.

I could see I twinkle in those hazel eyes of Holly's. "This feels great," Holly said with a pleasant smile on her face, "And I want more, so much more. I'm sure no one will mind me taking it from a group like you." I had to agree with her there. All the people that I had met certainly would not mind if something unfortunate were to happen to their gods. Holly was the first one I had ever heard of that her worshipers actually liked.

It was astonishing to see the gods Holly had used as toys shrinking down, even though I felt like I had seen this happen before. I shook that feeling as I watched Holly moving on to another set of gods. She looked like she was about to use them as toys too before her stomach growled at her, demanding that she pay attention to it. Holly looked at the gods in her grasp, tilted her head quizzically at them, and then licked her lips. I watched as Holly held a goddess in her hand above her head, opened her maw, and let her fall in.

Holly tasted over the goddess. I could see her swishing the lesser goddess around in her mouth. That goddess even managed to poke an arm and her head out of Holly's mouth before getting pushed back in with a finger. After taking a moment to decide that she liked what she was tasting, Holly swallowed. I watched as the helpless lump of a goddess descended Holly's throat. Then Holly gave her stomach a pat as she said, "Oh yes, I can feel that little goddess. You feel nice in there. Please keep struggling for me."

It took more than one goddess to satisfy the hunger of my goddess. She started plucking up other gods and goddesses just to swallow them down. That was enough to finally start getting the other gods to flee, but it did them little good. What was supposed to have been a fight quickly turned into a feast for Holly. Lump after lump descended her throat, the struggles of the other gods doing nothing to slow her down. The only thing that did cause her to pause was when she took a moment to belch. I was not sure how many gods she devoured, but eventually she just said, "That was a nice little snack, but I think my pussy is crying out for attention once more."

As gods and goddesses fled all around her Holly seemed to be enjoying herself as she kept plucking them up and stuffing them into her growing body. Some of the gods that were so close to her that they realized they stood no chance of getting away did turn around and try to fight. Unfortunately, they were onely about the size of small feral mice compared to her at this point. They looked almost comical as they tried to attack her ankles. Holly picked up a couple of them and added them to her pussy.

The others met a different fate. Holly raised one of her giant paws above some of them and wiggled her toes at them as if waving goodbye. Then she brought that paw down on them with earth shattering force and ground them into the dirt. That was more than enough to defeat them, causing Holly's growth to accelerate. With Holly's growth came a need for ever more gods to satisfy her femme. The more she shoved into her, the more aroused she got. I swore I could feel the heat from her aroused form wash over me from even where I was.

As I saw Holly reaching for a handful of gods I saw her hand pause mid grasp. One hand immediately cupped around a breast to fondle it while the other went to her pussy. It was easy to tell she was close to yet another climax. Holly chose to sit down while she toyed with herself. She happened to sit right on top of a few gods that happened to be in the wrong place. A few of them survived and struggled to get out from under her, but as Holly's growth continued her rear quickly outpaced them. It only took a few more seconds for that growth to make Holly's growth unbearable for them. Then there were some crunching noises and yet more explosive growth from Holly.

Holly's growth was simply hard to describe. I had always realized that she had been huge, but she was now close to five times the size she had been able to grow when she first started going after the other gods today. She was now so large that the only things I could think to compare her to were mountains, and she was still growing as she pleasured herself. Even without climaxing, the little drops of juices leaking out of her were creating lakes of significant size beneath her. The other gods were so small as to be insignificant compared to her and there were still about half of them left trying to get away from her.

When Holly did finally come she created something more than just a normal lake. She flooded the lands with her pleasure. What she made as she climaxed would take someone like me a couple of days to sail across. Even some of the gods were washed away by her hot creamy liquids and left drowning in the stuff. And that just fueled Holly's growth even more. That also made it so that the amount of juices flowing out of her just increased with time instead of decreasing. I had once been sitting on high ground, but within no more than a few seconds I was sitting on the lake front of my goddess' pleasure juices. For a moment I feared that I may be washed away as well, but I was lucky that my goddess' climax ended before that could happen.

With her climax complete Holly stood up once more. I was left in awe of her size. To her I should only have been less than nothing, but she looked down at where I was and graced me with a friendly smile before turning back to the other gods. They had been fleeing the whole time Holly had been having her fun, but at her size she was able to catch up to them in a few strides of those unbelievably long legs. Her paws were now so large and heavy that she reshaped the land with each step she took. Each step made new valleys that would probably be worshiped for generations to come.

And as for the gods, Holly scooped half of them up in one hand. She inspected them for a second before declaring, "You're too small to use as good pleasure toys now. Actually, you're too small for much of anything, but I still need to dispose of you so..." Holly let that sentence trail off as she lifted her handful of helpless gods, wailing for mercy, above her head. Then she tipped that hand and let the whole group slide into her hungry cavernous maw. All it took to dispose of around 20 gods large enough to crush me without even noticing was a single mighty gulp. Then Holly simply licked her lips as if savoring their taste and moved on to finish off the rest of the gods.

"As for the rest of you, I'll finish you off like the disgusting bugs that you are," Holly said as she lifted a paw up and started using her toes to finish off the few remaining gods. To Holly the other gods really did look like nothing more than bugs. Her toes alone dwarfed them and when one of those massive digits came down on them it left them broken and defeated. Their defeats only further fueled Holly's growth, making those massive paws of hers seem like an unstoppable force of nature. Within moments, gods that had once terrorized countless people just like me were laying in toe prints the size of villages, shrinking by the moment while Holly continued to grow in power. It was hard to believe such seemingly powerful beings could be brought so low so quickly.

Then, with the last of her opponents finished off, Holly started walking in my direction. For the first time in a while I felt fear at her approach. It was hard to believe that a being such as her could notice a mere mortal like me. Surely she would crush me beneath those paws and never even notice. Most mountains were not her equal in size anymore. In just a moment I would end up as nothing more than an impossible to notice red stain beneath her paws and I curled up in fear at the thought.

The ground underneath me shook so violently with Holly's footsteps that I actually bounced a little with each step she took. But, those steps eventually stopped and I was still intact. After a few seconds I finally looked up to see Holly, hands on her hips and staring sternly down at me. "I thought we had gotten over this already Joseph," Holly said to me. "Now stop acting like I'm going to crush you and uncurl yourself."

Holly was using a tone that let me know she was not to be disobeyed. "Yes Holly," I said and quickly moved to follow her commands.

"Good. Now, I'm probably going to be growing for a while as I finish digesting these," Holly said as she gave her belly a little pat, "And that is just making me so horny you wouldn't believe. Unfortunately, I don't have anything that would make a good toy around me, but I'm fairly certain you like paws now and I find the idea of you taking care of my paws pretty nice."

I thought about trying to give those huge paws a massage. While the idea of giving paws the size of a large town, maybe even a small city, such care did arouse me, I doubted I would be able to satisfy Holly's needs. "You are correct about me Holly, but I don't think I can give you the care you deserve. Would you even notice the efforts of one insignificant mortal such as me?" I asked.

Holly rolled her eyes, a very grand gesture at her size, before she said, "Yes I will still be able to feel what you do. It's one of the perks of being a goddess. And don't think I'm making you massage my entire paws. That would be a bit much for me to ask of you at my present size. All I want is for you to take care of a little bit of a pest problem for me. There are a few former gods stuck between my toes that I would like for you to find. Feel free to keep any that you find, but just get them out."

"As you wish Holly," I responded as I let her pluck me off the ground with fingers so large I could not understand how she could handle me without crushing me. Then she sat down and splayed her toes wide enough that she could drop me between them without squishing me.

I could see that my goddess was once again moist with pleasure as she said, "Thank you. Joseph, you have no idea how much I need you for this."

******

After pulling off that rather successful ploy with Joseph I had tried it a couple more times. Those attempts had not been quite as successful as the others. Apparently, even without letting any of the other gods escape the word had gotten out about what had happened. I suppose when 80 gods disappeared everyone took notice. Now the only ones that fell for that trick were the stupidly arrogant. Considering just how few people were around to challenge these gods, there were still a few of them around. Still, between the two attempts I had been able to bring in about a dozen other gods. All in all, I estimated that my maximum height was getting awfully close to 30,000-feet. If I remembered correctly, that would make me just a little taller than the tallest mountain back home.

I had to admit that it was intoxicating being that large. It felt like I could tear the world apart with my bare hands if I wanted to. My paws would dig deep furrows into the earth with each step. The entire world looked like some impossibly small model set. Towns looked so frail that they could be destroyed if I so much as exhaled on them too hard. Joseph was about as hard to perceive as a spec and I doubted I would be have been able to handle him properly without these goddess senses. It was fun being able to hold him on the tip of my claws or letting him wander around in the fur on my breasts. And he tried so hard to satisfy me. It really was cute.

Unfortunately, my size seemed to solidify the goddess and worshiper relationship between us. Sure, he did seem to like being around me, but I doubted he would consider me anything like a girlfriend anytime soon. But, I was willing to take what I could get. And since I seemed to scare away any other females that might want to court Joseph, no one wanted to try and steal a goddess' favorite worshiper, I had let him have his own little toys. Considering how those now shrunken gods had once acted and what the little wolf thought of them, I thought Joseph was amazingly gentle with them when he felt the need to pleasure himself.

Those shrunken defeated gods were not much of a concern to me anymore. The time had finally come for me to venture into a city, at my minimum 100-foot tall size of course. I was a little surprised to see that the gates of the city were large enough to let me in but I guessed that made sense. With gods wandering around this world they probably would demand that cities be made to their scale for their comfort. Many of the streets were wide enough for me to travel down without having to worry about stepping on anything or anyone, but I could still see a trail of footprints going through one section of the city that seemed to indicate someone had lost patience and made his own shortcut through a residential area.

I was able to spot one of those hot springs that the gods of this world loved so much a short distance away from the palace that dominated the center of the city. To my surprise there were actually five gods already in the water of the hot spring. That made me a little nervous. After staging my own ambushes I was fairly certain I was walking into one now. I sat Joseph down and told him to make sure he stayed away from the paths that looked wide enough for a god to travel down. Then I walked off to confront the other gods. If I was not ready to take them on now I probably never would be.

The five gods consisted of a skunk, a horse, an eagle, a tiger, and a dragon, which made me more suspicious than ever. I had never met a dragon before on my world, but the ebony fellow before me certainly looked fit for the definition of The Big Bad. He had ominous red eyes that seemed to almost glow, enough muscles to look intimidating but not so much that he looked comical, and razor sharp claws that looked like they could cut through stone like butter.

"Welcome to my city goddess Holly," the dragon said in a deep gravelly voice. He even sounded like a villain to me.

"Thank you for the welcome," I said to the dragon while joining him and the other gods in the water. "I see you have already heard of me."

"Of course I have heard of you. That has been one rapid rise of power you have orchestrated in this past year," the dragon said to me. When I stepped into the water I had a hard time reading his expression. There might have been surprise that I was so easily walking into his trap or concern that I seemed to be so confident despite knowing this was a trap. "It's not often a rural bumpkin of a goddess comes to the attention of the city gods. We would normally welcome you into our society after seeing whether you were truly worthy of joining our ranks or taking your powers if you were not."

"But that's not what you have planned for me, is it scaly?" I asked the dragon.

"My name is Verood, not scaly," the dragon said, letting a hint of anger enter his voice. "And I can see you have figured things out. May I ask how?"

I smiled at them and said, "Well, it's pretty obvious. There are five of you here which indicates that you want to crush me. Under normal circumstances I could see five of you working together to test me like you said, but if I did too well I could see you all turning on me to make sure you maintain some sort of balance of power between all of you that has probably been standing for centuries, if not millennia by now. But, I'm different. You have been hearing rumors that I'm different from the rest of you gods and different is bad. So, you plan on crushing me now rather than letting someone who is different gather too much power."

Verood stared at me with a very serious expression on his face, "You are correct about that Holly. Get her." The other four gods rushed me, but I was prepared. We were all still at our normal size rather than our maximum size, but they were already starting to grow while I was not. They did not have much time to grow before I kicked the tiger in the jaw, staggering him, and used the momentum of the horse rushing at me to spin him around and toss him into his other friends. All of them fell down in a tangle of limbs and I jumped out of the water and shot off through the streets and out of the city.

It did not take long for the other gods to start chasing me and growing all the way. I hoped I could lead them out of the city before they grew too much. They would be able to do a lot of damage in the city. With me running down the street the little folk were already diving for cover and getting away from the section of the city I was fleeing down. That was definitely something that saved their lives since the other gods pursuing me were not bothering to stick to the streets and were crashing right through buildings as if they were not even there.

They were growing fast and if I wanted to keep up I had to trigger my own growth soon. Still, I waited until I was out of the city before I did that. That had given the other gods a good start on me, but I was not concerned yet. The other gods had about a 400 or 500 foot head start on me, but I was still managing to stay ahead of them. They had pretty nice bodies, but they really were not sculpted for practical use like mine was. What I had to wonder about was just how large those other gods could actually get. I was not worried about just myself, but about that city behind me too. The reason I had picked it was because it was fairly isolated, but had grown into a city because its location made it important to trade. Besides the city itself, there really was not much for miles around and I hoped I would have plenty of room to fight in, or get crushed if the other gods could get much larger than me.

I fled deep into the countryside with the other gods taunting me all the way, or at least most of the way. The run was not much to me since I ran much further and longer for my daily routine. I could tell that the other gods were not used to a run like this as I heard them breathing heavier and their taunts took on a slightly more wheezing tone. After a few minutes, the time it took us all to stop growing even if I was not sure everyone had revealed their true maximum height, I finally stopped running and turned to face my opponents. I was tense at first, a little scared of what I would see when I turned around, and then I let out a sigh of relief.

I was actually taller than three of the gods and one of them was only a head taller than me. The dragon was a different story however. He towered over all of us with me just barely coming up to his chest. That figured. I come to a fantasy world and it turned out that a dragon was the biggest toughest thing around. Fighting all five of them at the same time was possible, but I would definitely want to avoid taking a hit from the dragon above all else. That big boy looked like he could definitely do some serious damage.

He was not the one that rushed right at me, but the other four certainly did. This one reminded me of the days of fending off rapists. The problem was that the four of them were in better shape than those rapists had been. Even if they were only as skilled as the common thug, their physical condition did count for something. I was definitely going to take a little damage in this fight, but when you grew up in a family that knew how to fight and tended to settle their differences with their fists you kind of got used to getting a little roughed up.

Fortunately, I quickly discovered that the gods going against me had not practiced their teamwork at all. In fact, the horse and the eagle looked like they actively resented working together. As we started trading blows those two did not even attempt to help each other and even seemed to take joy in watching me deliver a pounding to their supposed teammate. That did not mean I was not taking any damage this time around. The tiger got in a nice punch to my rib cage, the skunk got a hold of my ear once and tried to do his best to yank it off, I barely managed to block a kick to the head from the eagle, and the horse punched me in a titty. I really did not care much for that last one.

I was giving more than I was receiving, though. A swift kick to the crotch followed up with an uppercut to jaw of the skunk staggered him long enough to let me deal with the other three. When I got a good hold of the horse I was able to throw her into the eagle and they went down in a tangle of limbs. They did not bother coming right back to me when they got up. Apparently they really hated working together since that was all it took to get them fighting with each other instead of me. That left me with just the tiger. In a one on one situation he did not stand a chance. The next time he came at me I snapped his neck before he knew what was happening to him.

I thought that would be the fight for me. After taking out just one god and absorbing his size that should have made things simple. Then, as I heard the sound of two more necks snapping, I looked over to see why the dragon had been holding back. The horse and the eagle had been too distracted with each other to notice him sneaking up on them and he how held their shrinking forms in each of his hands. Without hesitating, I moved over to the skunk and finished him off before the dragon could, to keep him from getting too much larger than me.

"So, was that your plan all along Verood? Betray your friends and kill me just to gain some more power among the other gods," I said to the dragon.

He actually chuckled as he said, "They weren't really my friends and they came to me asking for my help in dealing with you. I was willing to give them a hand since you obviously would have made yourself a problem for me eventually. You obviously would not approve of the way I treat my worshipers and after dealing with a few of these other fools you would have come after me."

"If they came to you why are you the one that seemed like he was the leader of that group?" I asked.

"You must be even newer than I thought," Verood said, "I was the leader of that group because they were afraid of me. That's because I am the most powerful god on this world after all and you have provided me with the opportunity to gain a lot more power. Truthfully, I had expected those four to do more damage to you, but after seeing you in action I knew I would need a bit of an edge to take you on."

"That's too bad then. You will certainly need more of an edge than what you will get since we both took out two of your cronies," I said.

"I am quite aware of that, but I've figured out something about a god of my stature, something that is not instinctual," Verood said to me as if he were lecturing a child.

"And what would that be?" I asked while trying not to sound too curious.

The dragon smirked as he said, "Just that I can force gods that I am significantly more powerful than to do whatever I want, like use their teleporting capabilities to come right to me." Verood chose to demonstrate that to me by forcing three city gods to teleport right before him. They must have sensed what was going on before he teleported them because they were already growing when they arrived. Unfortunately, they had only reached about 1000-feet in height. Both Verood and I had already finished growing from the other gods we had just defeated and a 1,000-foot tall god looked like it was less than an inch tall to me. Verood was able to crush all three underneath a single massive paw.

A moment of panic seized me. If he was powerful enough to control the other city gods now then I was definitely going to be in trouble if he took them all out. But then I squelched that panic and did some thinking. Verood said that he could control the other gods and I was sure that he was arrogant enough to believe that he was the only one that could do it. I believed something different. If he could control the other gods I bet that was because any god significantly more powerful than the other gods could control them, including me.

I took a moment to concentrate and try to locate other gods on this world. That was the first time I had ever really tried to detect the presence of other gods without them teleporting to me before and I was kicking myself for not having tried. For one thing, it would have made things easier for me when I was hunting them down one by one. I was also disappointed with myself for having relied on instinct so much rather than exercising my abilities and seeing what I was really capable of. Now it looked like I was going to have to compete with this dragon while I figured them out.

My first test was successful though. It turned out I could sense the presence of the other gods on this world if I tried. I figured that out in less than a second. Then I was about to try that forced teleportation trick and I thought better of it. While I had yet to meet a single good god or goddess on this world that did not mean they did not exist. I tried to sense how they all really were, how they treated their followers. And wow, there was not a single decent one among the lot of them. Quite frankly, Verood was the nicest god on this planet to my amazement and that was only because he only tended to humiliate his followers rather than kill them.

So, I did not feel guilty about it when I one-upped the dragon and summoned six city gods before me and crushed them under my paw. Verood did not look too happy to see me do that. I would like to say that we had a dignified battle to the end after that, but between the two of us we had absorbed enough size that even mountains only looked tall enough for us to trip over. If was actually fought each other we would devastate the better part of a continent and not even Verood wanted that.

We started summoning gods to us and dealing with them as quickly as we could, at first at least. I kind of wished that things had remained so dignified that we were crushing other gods beneath our paws, and then our toes as we kept shooting up in size. But that was not to be. The side effects of all this growth started hitting us both hard. I barely had the sense of mind to make sure too much harm did not come to all the peoples of this world. Forget mountains, they were mere pebbles to the two of us. Just shifting our weight from one paw to the other could send earthquakes echoing through the lands. If one of us were to take a step in any given direction there were good chances we would step on some poor unfortunate city and any number of villages and it was only going to get worse as time went on.

Moving around was going to be a problem, at least until I figured out that I could make it so I could not crush my own followers. I would not be able to save their buildings and quite a few people would probably end up getting stuck to the bottom of my paw or between my toes, but I thought that would be better than death. There may not have been many people on the world that considered themselves my worshipers at the moment, but if they saw my paw rushing down at them that would quickly change. I also made sure to tell Verood about what I had discovered and he only grunted in response, but I felt him making the same changes I was. He wanted someone to be left on the planet to show off to after our battle was over. I also made sure to rain blessings down upon the entire planet. As time went on we were kicking up lots of dirt and debris, enough to bury entire cities, and my blessings at least helped to make sure all that stuff missed killing anyone.

Then there was our growth battle itself. It lost all dignity whatsoever when we both could not resist the side effects of the growth any longer. We had both been trying to crush gods as quickly as we could, but after a while we could not help but start toying around with them. I would teleport a handful of gods into my hand and stuff them into my pussy while Verood would use a similar handful of furs to stroke his rock hard ebony member. If I dropped gods down my cleavage and fondled my breasts, which were growing ever so slightly faster than the rest of my body was, Verood would drop them down them down the slit of his cock. When I teleported some gods onto the ground beneath me and slowly lowered breasts that dwarfed entire mountain ranges on top of them, Verood would respond by crushing them beneath two very enlarged orbs that were ready to release his godly load all over a continent.

In a matter of seconds an entire planet full of gods was being reduced into the sex toys of a god and goddess that were drunk on the power of their own growth. Yes, I did find it embarrassing that we were settling the fate of this planet on a battle between which of us could kill off our sex toys faster, but it just felt so good. All of the nonstop growth was fueling a level of sexual desire that I had not known existed. It was hard to tell just how large the two of us were getting. Comparing myself to mountains was no good anymore, not while my toes were significantly larger than they were. Entire cities had been reduced to nothing more than toe jam. My paws were cracking open the very planet itself to let molten magma leak out onto the planet. And I was still growing.

While my sexual desire was great, so was my hunger. I was teleporting gods directly into my belly to satisfy my hunger. That must have been quite the surprise for them. One moment they were avoiding getting randomly trampled beneath Verood's paws or my own and the next moment they were surrounded by enormous fleshy walls while being forced to take an acid bath, and it could not have happened to a more deserving group. Of course, since I was in a growth battle I could not afford to wait for my digestive system to finish them off and add their size to my own. I had to teleport them into my mouth and chew them up for the quick defeat, but I was happy that since they were gods it did not mean the end of them. Whatever I did to them healed up quickly enough as they started to lose their size and I got the joy of feeling them struggle all the way down to my belly.

I grew so large that no matter how many gods I stuffed inside of me or teleported into my belly I could no longer satisfy my desires. What had started out as a race with Verood was becoming a desperate need to satisfy my desires. A brief glance over at Verood showed he was getting a little frustrated with how inadequate the other gods were to him as well. While both of us were dripping with pleasure, neither of us had quite hit the moment of climax yet. That must have seemed like something mindboggling to the people on the planet. I finally had something to compare my size to and it was the planet itself, which I was about half the size of. Just a drip of my pleasure could create a lake large enough that it would have been easily visible from space. If multiple drops fell in the same place, well, I will just say that Verood and I were both in the process of creating new oceans.

The only thing I really had left that could possibly satisfy myself with was Verood, but I was not quite that desperate just yet. Verood was looking at me like he was wondering if he was that desperate himself until he noticed something else that made his eyes widen in a mixture of surprise and anger. "How, how did this happen?" Verood asked.

He had finally noticed that my growth was outpacing his own. I was already significantly taller than he was and the gap was widening by the second. At first I did not reply, waiting until I could sense that there were no more gods left free on this world. The only ones not defeated by myself or Verood were either in our bellies or in our sexes, waiting for our climaxes to finish them off. Then I finally said, "Verood, all the lesser rural gods of this world were completely beneath your notice, weren't they? You concentrated on just the city gods. I did not. While, yes, I did compete with you for the city gods, you let me have all the rural ones to myself. Even though they were smaller their numbers did add up as you can see."

"I see," Verood said, sounding a bit defeated but not like he had completely given up on his pride, "So, what do you plan on doing with me?"

"You don't plan to fight me to the bitter end?" I asked.

The dragon smirked, "I did not get to be the most powerful god on this world, before you came at least, by being a complete idiot. You are a much more skilled fighter than I and fighting you would lead to an even more miserable defeat than this one has been."

"If you say so," I said while not fully trusting the dragon. I had seen and read enough stories to know that the bad guy tended to try some last trick in the end, but Verood really did just sit there and watch me grow. Now that he had lost to me he seemed more concerned about stroking his very engorged member. Eventually his growth did stop while mine went on. Considering that Verood was large enough that if he laid down he could stretch from nearly pole to pole, the fact that he was not willing to fight me was really saying something.

There was something that felt weird about my growth. I knew I had taken the size of a lot of gods, but it did feel like it should have stopped as I grew right off the planet. The planet itself started to dwindle in size and Verood himself looked like nothing more than a little girls doll to me by the time he was finally able to climax. Enough cum to drown a continent in was rocketed out into space in blast after blast. To the people on the planet it must have been an incredible sight, but to me it was about as impressive as a firecracker.

It took me a while to figure out what was going on, but it felt like I had broken through some sort of barrier. My growth was no longer restricted by how many gods and goddesses I had defeated. I could get as large as I wanted and my growth was continuing because deep down I desired for it to. It was amazing, reaching the sizes I was reaching. Just being able to survive in space should have been amazing too, but I was not really thinking about that. I was so large that I could have crushed Verood against the planet with my thumb and I still let myself grow.

My arousal was calling out to me to satisfy it once more, but all I had left to me were celestial bodies. If that was the way it had to be that was the way it had to be. I reached over to the moon orbiting the planet and unceremoniously added it to my pussy. That was not enough for me. I let myself float around the system and added some of the other planets and moons to my pussy and I still just could not satisfy myself. That was probably because I was still growing and not even planets were enough to fill me at one point.

I eventually looked to the sun itself. Even though I felt a certain sense of invulnerability I had been hesitant to reach out and touch a star, but my femme was calling out for me to do just that. I did not even hesitate to touch the sun in the state I was in. It was added along with the collection of other things I had added to my sex. I found it amazing that it did not burn, but its heat was just what I needed. That was what it took to finally make me hit my climax. Anything inside of me was crushed instantaneously, whether it be god, goddess, moon, or planet. Even the sun itself was utterly decimated by my climax, but I could not tell whether it had been crushed by my orgasm or just plain snuffed out by the copious amounts of juices that were pouring out of me and floating off into space. All of those juices were even more dangerous than I thought as they collided with a planet that I had missed. When the two collided even I was surprised to see the planet get battered into dust while the stream of my pleasure poured out into the system.

I blushed a little, embarrassed with myself for finding the fact that I could destroy an entire world with my juices a bit of a turn on. My embarrassment easily gave way to the waves of pleasure coursing through my body and feeding into my orgasm. The juices seemed to flow for the longest time, stretching out deep into the system and creating a real navigational hazard for the remaining planets. My pleasure juices probably meant the end for this solar system unless I did something about it. That was only of secondary concern to me until my orgasm ended, though.

When that orgasm did come to an end I also ended my growth. The planet that I had grown off of was only about the size of a pretty little pebble to me. Some of the Jovian planets did have a little size to them, but even they would probably eventually be destroyed by what my orgasm had left behind. Since that was the case I decided to snack on them for a bit while I thought about what to do with Verood and my planet. Sure, those planets were mostly gas or ice, but they were oddly filling and had a rather surprisingly sweet taste to them.

I had created quite the problem for the world I would soon become the one and only goddess of once I dealt with Verood. Even if I dealt with my pleasure juices floating around the system I had kind of taken out their heat source. Something had to be done to make sure the world did not die out. I tried to look into what powers I had as a goddess and figure out what powers I did have that I did not know about. At first I found out that I could just make a new sun, but I found one that I liked better. I plucked Verood off the planet and held the planet in my other hand. It was nice that I could handle the planet without crushing it just like I had been able to do with Joseph. Then I just thought of what I wanted to do and just like that, it was done. It was nice to be a goddess.

******

As nice as it was to have been a giant, it was better to finally be home and have a pair of clothes that could finally fit me again. It turned out that I had the ability to teleport myself back to my own world the whole time I had been in the other one. I felt stupid about not figuring that out earlier. But, at least I got a few benefits out of having to stick things out on that world. For one thing, I found out that I could still grow on my world. I had become too powerful for the restraints placed on me by my home planet to have any effect on me anymore. No, I did not make myself a 100-foot tall giantess, but I did increase my height just enough to not be considered freakishly tall. Sure, it scared off a lot of the guys, but I had kind of gotten used to being the tallest person around. I made up for the ones that were scared off by my size with the ones that were attracted to my increased bust size. When I visited my parents I just hoped that they would not think I had gone and had a boob job while in the city.

I was actually using some vacation time to go visit them this coming week. It was a good thing I was able to teleport myself back to the time I had cast the spell that teleported me to the other world, or I would probably have lost my job and have been forced to move back with my parents, rather than just visiting them. I was in the process of packing for the visit when I made sure to put on my new favorite necklace. To some it would have looked like a pretty little marble on a fancy string, but if they looked closer they would have seen that the white markings on the marble looked a lot like clouds moving across a planet. Then they probably would have been able to making out things like continents, oceans, and mountains too.

For a little while I thought I was the only one that had a planet that rested in my bosom for a necklace, but after paying a visit to that cat I originally bought my spellbook from I had discovered he had over a dozen of them. I really had to wonder what he had been up to for most of his life. He was not all that forthcoming though, not unless I paid him some outrageous price for the story.

It was nice being able to hear the prayers of all my worshipers. I was able to keep track of Joseph that way. It turned out he had been made the king of the land I had originally arrived in. After spending so much time with me, which everyone knew about, they had decided he had some sort of divine right to rule. He had not wanted the job since he had only been a simple merchant all his life, but everyone kind of forced him into it. I made sure to give him a special little blessing that would make sure he made the right decisions as a ruler. It would have been no good if he made a bunch of bad decisions and ended up with a rebellion out for his head. That would have made me feel really bad.

Another interesting fact that I had found out about the world after I shrank it down was that I had actually been underestimating my size ever since I had gotten there. It turned out that everything on that world was actually larger than on my own. The average height of the people on that world was 50-feet and everything else on the planet was scaled up as well. I suppose it was a really good thing none of the gods from that world had ever figured out how to teleport themselves to my world.

And speaking of gods from other worlds, I looked over at Verood sitting over on my dresser. It turned out I could control his size just as easily as I could control the size of the world he was from. I currently had him set to about one-foot in size, but it was time to pack him away too, so I shrank him down to about three inches in size. He looked at me with daggers in his eyes and said, "What did you do that for?"

We had been together on my world now for a few months now and he really was not adjusting well to being one of the smallest guys around. It did not help that I subjected him to many of the humiliating treatments that he had subjected his worshipers too. He was also fully aware of the fact that the people on this world were also nothing more than rodents compared to the people that had used to fall over themselves worshiping him, but I think he liked watching TV whenever I left him alone in the house.

"I just need to make you travel sized and easy to pack away," I said to the miniature dragon. He had probably been hoping I would leave him alone in the house while I was vacationing. I liked having my little dragon with me. Even though I did not like to admit it, I had grown used to having all my little worshipers and now the dragon was all I had left since I did not want to grow people off their world just to give me a paw rub. Verood was not going near my paws while I was packing though. No, I had a different location for him to be packed away in.

He complained all the way as I picked him up and held open my shorts and underwear. Then I dropped him in and let him flail about as my underwear snapped shut. He felt real good down there and I gave him a nice little pat as I whistled pleasantly to myself and thought about how I would explain my larger height and breast size to my parents. My mother might be easier to deal with, but after seeing my breast size my father would probably have a heart attack before making me train harder than I ever had before. That made me smile down at Verood still struggling in my pants as I said, "You're probably going to have a real fun weak with me down there."