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Bullying Gone Wrong, by DragonMasterX.

Amy had never been a big fan of high-school. Puberty, the anxieties of talking and being attractive to boys, the realization that every other girl had blossomed in literally every way she hadn’t. The struggle had turned the young girl very cynical. She would’ve been able to ignore what she couldn’t change, but bullies never gave up on reminding Amy what a plain-looking and pathetic runt she was throughout. School life sucked.

And that’s why she hated college even more. Even at 23 years old, nothing other than her fair skin made Amy stand out. Not even when she decided wearing her dark-brown hair in a short bob cut had she managed to snag the attention of a single cute classmate. She was too shy to start conversations, so her pretty although underdeveloped looks were all she could fall back on. However, it was nearly impossible to garner attention when it was being constantly hogged by the more popular girls who unfortunately found it amusing to torture her since the start of high school.

Almost as if they had followed her into the same college for the express purpose of making her life hell, Amy couldn’t understand her misfortune at having to share the same building with the same three bitches after three years of humiliation again. Joy, Kelly and Laura were the worst classmates she’d ever had the bad luck to meet. They were unbearable. If they weren’t putting Amy under fire with their insults, they would force her to do their homework or use her as a messenger. Refusing them was hardly an option either.

Not only was the trio of bullies popular, but their families seemed to know no end to their riches. Joy and Laura were daughters to big name politicians. Meanwhile Kelly had the fortune of living under the same roof as her genius mother who had invented a revolutionary recreational drug that was as powerful as it was expensive. More than once Amy had tried to take her issue with the academic authorities, but one word from Joy or Laura’s parents was all that they needed to do as they pleased both at high school and college.

Amy had all but given up. She could only drag her feet along as she struggled to carry the three girls’ books to the next period. “Hey, bobcut, like, hurry your bony ass along, won’tcha?” Kelly was the blonde of the group, and one of the most beautiful and prominently curvy girls in the building; and from her mannerisms and low grades it was clear she hadn’t inherited her scientist mother’s intelligence. With her long slender legs and voluminous, shampoo model hair, it was rare not to see her being accosted by lustful gazes all over. Kelly loved to make fun out of Amy’s hair the most. If it wasn’t when she used to pin it, then it was when she was started wearing it down.

“Poor twerp. Can’t even carry four books without lagging behind?” Laura was the athletic one, with a toned build complemented by her muscular legs and great height. The black haired track runner was very popular with the football team, and there were rumors she had made many its members her slaves after beating them in arm-wrestling. Deceptively feminine looks belayed her strength and the eagerness to abuse it.

“Must be her poor metabolism, hehe,” of the three, Joy was relatively the most soft-spoken. She wasn’t any taller than Amy, but boasted the biggest pair of breasts this side of the city, with each globe of flesh larger than her head each. Despite being so top heavy, the freckled redhead boasted an almost impossibly tiny waist, which surprised even her doctors considering Joy was known for binging on junk food. With tight and revealing tops, she never tired of reminding other girls that all of her extra weight was located in her voluptuous headlights.

“These… these are very thick history tomes. They’re heavier than they look!” Amy panted, her generic converse shoes dragging along the hallways. “I… I need to pick something up from my locker,” the shy girl’s legs were trembling. She didn’t need her calculator for algebra until the period after history class, but she figured her bullies were going to make her carry their books again, and making the trip back would just be murder on her feet.

“Just listen to the shrimp squeak! Haha,” Laura put a hand to her mouth to giggle in amusement.

“Yeah, listen to the nerd like totally make a big deal of turbo-lame history books!” Kelly seemed insulted about being held back, always used to being pampered by everybody. From family to friends, the blonde had grown accustomed to always having her way, so seeing anybody complain at orders she gave was a grievous offense. “You should feel like totally honored we’re letting you carry our junk. It’s not like you get any attention, so this is like a favor, y’know? Is that how you thank someone for their good graces?”

“You tell her, Kelly!” Joy chuckled from behind the blonde, shrugging with a sigh. “It’s like she hasn’t learned anything since high school.”

“Pecking order, gnome,” Laura added with a step forwards, “Whatever you want can wait. Let’s get to class before you give me an excuse to beat you up!”

Amy grumbled anxiously, wishing that anyone or anything would just take care of these arrogant harpies. All she wanted was to be left alone, maybe finally find a guy to date, but with attention always gravitating towards the three it was unlikely for any other girl to catch the eye of the males. It had been this way during high school and for the past few years in college as well, and Amy was sick of it. This year, however, had been the worst.

“Hmph, no need to get like all violent and junk, Lau. I know just the thing to get lame cut’s lazy ass going!” Kelly smirked and reached into her bag, pulling out a small plastic bottle with several pink capsules in it. “She just needs to like, see what kind of elite she’s serving!”

While Laura quietly smiled at the proposal, the once mellow Joy suddenly bounced in place, making her huge chest jiggle as if it was in the middle of an earthquake. “Oh yes! I’ve been waiting for this,” she said while taking a similar bottle just like Kelly’s out of her purse, briefly followed by Laura doing the same. “You know I hate doing this alone.”

“Gee, your mom really is amazing, Kelly,” Laura shook the bottle in her hand, “Hooking us up with as much Thenea as we want.”

“Yep. She’s cool. Like, this totally goes for hundreds of thousands for like a single dose,” Kelly spoke out loud, making sure everyone nearby heard the number. “Not just any boring old shmoe or boring zero like you can get Thenea, silly cut,” the blonde mocked. “And it feels soooo good to use.”

“E-enough talking! Let’s take it!” Joy urged, having been holding a single pill pinched between her fingers. Kelly and Laura popped a single pill outside their bottles as well before stashing the containers back in their bags. “Whoo! Bottoms up! Nom!”

A chill went up Amy’s spine, making her shiver with ill anticipation. She didn’t even get the chance to stop the three friends before they swallowed their pills; which had been the tip of her iceberg of misery for the past semester. Thenea was a very popular and legitimate drug, but it wasn’t normally seen in academic compounds due to its outrageous acquisition price as well as its questionable albeit temporary effects on the user. Kelly’s mother had been the one responsible for perfecting it as well as many other pharmaceutical recipes, but Thenea had only recently become available in the market. “Not again…” Amy lamented in her mind as the drug’s nearly instantaneous effects began manifesting on the three bullies.

“Oh yes!” Joy was the most eager of them all. The top heavy freckled girl was practically brimming with energy and beaming the widest among the three beauties. It was remarkably easy to observe the changes on them once they started, and easiest on Joy since she always wore a one size too small shirt. Accentuation was the last thing her clothes became about as fabric struggled to hold back Joy’s enormous breasts.

The sight was enough to want to make Amy look away. It wasn’t enough that these three girls were pretty, rich and popular, but they had been throwing their weight around with a drug that enabled them to temporarily take on greater size. The process couldn’t be stopped once it began, and no matter how much Amy tried to avert her gaze, she inevitably returned to look at her bullies expand. It wasn’t anywhere close to twisted admiration or even fear; Amy was straight out fascinated with the entire show. And no doubt that was also the case with those bystanders in the hallways who had been there or just arrived to catch the show.

The trio didn’t moan just because their shirts tightened against their prominent busts. It was their whole bodies swelling outwards, enlarging beyond what human biology had allowed them to naturally achieve. Knee-high socks tore and tights busted at the seams around their expanding legs. Sandals and expensive footwear popped open as three pairs of feet rapidly outgrew them. Freed from the constraints of clothing, the quickly growing girls breathed sighs of relief that were almost instantly replaced by more, louder moans of pleasure as the process continued.

Whether they had been wearing miniskirts, shorts or jeans, their widening hips didn’t care. Fabric and thread stretched and came undone as they rapidly added inch after inch of height, further blooming in every direction. Kelly had the larger rump, and since she was the one that liked wearing miniskirts the most the skirt was soon riding up her buttocks and circling her waist like some sort of thin band. Either by snapping or being shredded, the growing amazons were very soon left bottomless as their clothes and underwear were destroyed.

Throughout the process of getting just a couple extra feet taller, the same terrible fate befell to their upper body outfits. Joy’s now comparatively gigantic rack was the first to taste that early morning’s cool air with her shirt ripping down the middle. Never mind the size of her torso, those jiggling melons with puffy nipples quickly became so massive that they spilled forth like fleshy round balloons that could easily bludgeon someone unconscious by accident. Unlike Joy who had been left with a frontally decimated shirt, the less extremely voluminous Kelly and Laura also felt their blouse and tank tops tighten around their chests but instead of simply ripping they gradually stretched more and more until their skin peered through. Eventually, accessories such as earrings, hairclips and necklaces all fell off alongside the tatters and remains of their outgrown clothes.

Amy and the rest of the gathered college students could only stay there, watching the massive trio simply grow larger and larger, passing ten feet tall in mere seconds. Yet to Amy, who had been exposed to this unfair flaunting of power numerous times already, this spectacle seemed to last longer and longer each time she forced to witness it. She could almost feel their ecstasy and bliss as the wonder drug turned them from regular college girls into titanic amazons and then continued pushing their sizes to small scale giant proportions. It was unbelievably lewd, yet they did it all the time.

The mini-giantesses loved the attention, and they loved, above all, to flaunt their influence, riches and power in front of everybody. They knew, after all, that they couldn’t get in trouble for reprehensible behavior that anywhere else would see them put in a mental ward, or at least prison.

“See this, you tiny shrimps?!” Laura boomed with laughter as she brought up one of her tanned arms, flexing mostly invisible yet sufficiently marked biceps. “This is what you can never get!”

“Mmm, like, you tell ‘em, girlfriend!” Kelly giggled as she threw her arms up and above her head, letting her now loose blonde hair flow down her back like a cascade of gold. “We can get as much Thenea as we want ‘cause mom made it. But you peasants can’t even afford a single pill! Too baaaaad!”

Joy would’ve added another derogatory remark, but she was simply too happy comparing her breasts to the average students below her. The obsession with those gargantuan tits made even larger by her size increment was a two way street. Those that couldn’t tear their eyes from those melons turned into overinflated beach balls made Joy eager to bounce and slap them.

Thenea made it easy for any woman ingesting it to grow bigger. The single dose which was its maximum permitted dose allowed any user to near triple their height in a brief moment. As a result, when the expansion slowed to a stop, the hallways were left with three hunched over women hovering around the 15ft. tall mark. No matter how many times Amy had witnessed this happen before, seeing the trio looking down upon everybody with haughty or overjoyed expressions in their faces was an amazing and equally terrifying experience.

“C’mon Joy, play with your boobs later, we got a microscopic squirt to educate,” Laura chuckled at her breast-engrossed friend, reaching over with a long arm to shake the freckled mini giantess.

“Oh right! Sorry about that, girls!” Joy’s curvy body jiggled as she turned her head and joined her two massive friends. Before Amy could tell what was going on, she had been surrounded. A single look above gave her a good example of how 60% of her view was taken up by Joy’s monstrous tits, not that the other girls’ busts didn’t get in the way either, especially with how they were hunched over. Amy could even see the cracks in the ceiling since Laura, the tallest of them, didn’t seem to mind banging her thick skull against it.

“Now, like, apologize for being so rude to us,” Kelly demanded with both of her knuckles rested on her wide hips, a big smirk on her face. “C’mon, lame-o-cut!” she snarled like an angry feline next, “You’re our servant. And servants don’t snap up at their betters!”

“B-but I didn’t…” Amy stuttered, her arms trembling as she attempted to hide behind the book tower she had been ordered to carry, yet her strength was simply giving away. The bullies’ intimidating sizes weren’t making it any easier on her. “I just…”

“Like, so rude!” Kelly snapped at Amy, “You’re doing it again! Can you like, believe this junk Lau?”

“Just don’t learn your place, do ya?” Laura added, slamming her fist into a palm to crack her knuckles. “Do you need us to beat some sense into you, midget?”

“Oooh, look at how scared she is!” Joy remarked while hiding her wide smirk behind her fingers, pointing with the other hand, “I think she’s going to cry!”

Amy wasn’t good when pressured. She was as gentle as she was shy, and she had never really been good at dealing with people. She disliked being so submissive, but with nobody coming to her defense she didn’t dare stand up for herself. These girls, already carrying unfair advantages over everybody else, further magnified by the drug Thenea, felt like being confronted by three towering devils after her blood. Amy couldn’t talk back anymore, a knot gathering at her throat as she felt increasingly vulnerable. In the end, her strength failed and she dropped all four books she had been carrying on the floor. Her knees buckled over and she fell over them with a whimper.

“Just look at the big baby! 23 years old and still sniveling like a brat! Hahaha!” chortled Laura while holding a hand against her well-sculpted stomach.

“Aw, don’t worry. Maybe there’s a second puberty out there for ya! Might even get boobies as big as my nipples when I’m still normal sized!” Joy teased with a pair of fingers rubbing her left nipple, which could now dwarf somebody’s head.

“Hmph, like, what a waste of a pill. Figured she’d at least amuse us or something!” Kelly folded her arms under her no less impressive bust, coldly staring the sobbing Amy down. “Pfft, let’s go girls. We still got half an hour to burn. I wanna get a new outfit, since someone had us shred ours.”

“Oooh, mall trip! Great, I freaking hate history!” Laura laughed out loud, abandoning her ogre-like behavior in favor of a contrastingly girlish demeanor. “I’m paying today!” she said as she swiftly rummaged through her mountain of shredded clothes to pick up an almost comically tiny bag between her fingers.

“Stop at the lingerie shop first? I love how shocked the clerk there gets when I tell him the size of bra I’m looking for, teehee!” Joy grinned, skipping away with her taller friends until they were out of the building. Despite their massive size and stark nudity, they didn’t seem to be behaving any different to a typical college girl now.

Amy clutched her chest while trying to hold her breath in a vain attempt to stop herself from sobbing in public. Once the feeling returned to her legs, she wasted no time in sprinting down the halls without looking at or talking to anybody. Amy hated college. But she held high hopes that someday, things would change.

After an entire afternoon spent hidden under the covers of her own bed, Amy couldn’t do much else but brood until very late at night. “It’s so unfair,” she grumbled in her infuriated mind. “They have everything. They get all the looks, all the money, all the attention and they get to shove about like they own everybody for their amusement!” Amy couldn’t help but loop around the same embittered thought. She couldn’t avoid it because it was the thought that had pervaded her head for the past half-decade. “And to top it off, ever since they got that stupid drug they’ve only gotten worse!” she clutched her pillow, groaning in discontent while muffling herself. “Sheesh, who knew big bullies could get even bigger? There should be a law against that!”

Sighing, Amy released her pillow and put it under her head. She stared at the ceiling for a good minute before she brought a finger to her lips and pushed the bottom of her mouth up. Her eyes rolled up and she turned to look at the headrest of her bed. Finally, she let out another defeated sigh. “There’s nothing I can do about Kelly and the others. Just a few more years…” she repeated the last line in her head as her eyelids grew heavy.

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The very next morning, Amy managed to avoid her torturers for most of the day’s start, but she eventually found herself seated right behind Joy, Kelly and Laura during sociology class. Amy had done her best to be even more inconspicuous than usual, and kept hiding behind her book in an effort to not let even the teacher ask her anything.

Even during class the three rich girls were as nonchalant as they were with their nudity of the previous day. If it wasn’t their phones, their mouths kept running with gossip and trivial murmuring. It wasn’t just distracting, but also annoying. Yet everybody, teacher included, knew better than to upset the daughters from three different yet simultaneously imposing figures of power. All they could hope was for them to keep quiet enough for the lecture to get through.

However, Amy couldn’t concentrate no matter how hard she tried. The constant injustice ate at her every day. Nobody did anything. It was the equivalent of being stuck inside of an unrealistic nightmare where every day just these three girls would live their dream at the expense of everybody else. The more Amy thought about it, the tighter her grip on her pencil became. Eventually the tension broke the frail writing tool with a snap. It wasn’t very loud, but it startled Amy who had been trying to remain quiet. In her shock, she released her book and panicked as it began to fall over her desk. Amy reached for it just in time and didn’t even sigh in relief for fear of being noticed by Kelly who was sitting directly in front of her. Amy didn’t want to imagine what would happen to her if she hit the blonde’s back with her book by accident.

As she slowly pulled the book back up onto the desk, Amy noticed something after paying close attention to the chairs in front of her. The girls’ bags and purses were open and conveniently within grab range. Amy wasn’t the type to pry into others’ things, but what really caught her eye were those unmistakable transparent plastic bottles practically sticking out between the three friends’ belongings. “Thenea…” Amy thought about the wonder drug’s name and was filled with righteous anger. “If they didn’t have this… they would still be rich, and pretty, and popular…” the annoyed student paused and looked about to see if anybody was privy, “…but they’d at least taste a fraction of the upsetting misery they keep inflicting on everyone so casually!”

Amy didn’t know if it was impotent rage pushing her to do it, and she was perfectly aware of how ultimately pointless this was going to be, but all about her college life also felt pointless until then. “What’s even the point of going on like this? If I’m gonna be bullied anyway then… then they should at least not have all perfect days!” Amy convinced herself as she carefully yet swiftly removed the pill bottles from the girls’ open bags. One by one, Amy deposited them in her own backpack, where she would hide them.

She knew this was petty, but Amy was beyond pettiness at this point. She wanted a win. Anything would do. Just thinking about how upset it would make all three of her bullies to realize their pricy wonder drug went missing without them knowing Amy had taken it put butterflies in her stomach. All Amy had to do was wait until the teacher dismissed them and then she’d disappear just as inconspicuously as she had arrived…

“Alright, class, that should cover everything about Marxian theory,” the teacher didn’t have a lot of presence in the classroom. The tone in his voice that indicated he was finishing up though seemed to quiet down even the obnoxious three high-class girls. “Write a bullet-point list on his main thoughts and we’ll do an open debate next time. Have a good afternoon…” the exhausted-looking old man gave his class a brief smile and walked out with his briefcase under his arms.

“Like, what a drag,” Kelly blew air over her golden locks, looking rather annoyed. “Couldn’t he cut us some slack with the homework? I had homework like… yesterday!”

“Pfft. Old Weller sure is a killjoy. Could he be any more boring? Hey, speaking of which…” Laura turned to Joy, who was finishing up with writing some notes down. Despite the three friends always gossiping, Joy did try to pay attention to class.

“Hmm?” the busty freckled girl closed her notebook as Laura tapped her on the shoulder. Kelly scooted closer to listen in.

“Don’t you think he’d be a lot less boring if he was a happy teacher? Why don’t you go give him the ‘ol Mickey Mouse ears, huh?” Laura chuckled, knowing Joy was a fan of putting her enormous rack on top of people’s heads. The only reason she didn’t do it more often was due to her height.

“Hey no, gross!” Joy seemed apprehensive, “Boob-hatting Mr. Weller? He’s so old. Plus he’s taller than me… oooh.” The apprehension gradually seemed to disappear as Joy began to tremble with delight and anticipation.

“She’s getting it,” Laura grinned, followed by Kelly resting her arms on both of her friends’ shoulders.

“She like, totally gets it. You know, you’re such a slut when it comes to Thenea. Do you like… have a fetish for being big, Joy…?” Kelly teased their smaller friend. Joy seemed to fidget for a bit, but didn’t deny.

“Shush,” the redhead pouted and put her notebook down on her desk, “Laura’s right. I kinda did wanna do stuff tonight, so maybe he’ll be more laidback about homework if I um… accidentally drop my huge boobs on his head!”

“Atta girl! C’mon, take it now,” Laura encouraged, “Show all these losers how it’s done!” she said with her voice turning louder to get her classmates’ attention. Next period was in thirty minutes in the same classroom, and only a few students had started to make their exit after the teacher, so many heads turned towards the exhibitionist trio.

“Gee, you sure like putting me in the spot, Lau!” Joy giggled rather giddily. She could hardly act disgusted since being the center of attention turned her more than anything else. That was the reason she loved using Thenea, since it made her stand out even more than her immense jugs did. “But oh well,” Joy sighed and raised her voice too, “I can show a bit more skin. Wouldn’t you like that, boys?” she asked with a coquette wink at the end.

In a moment, Joy had every boob-interested male and even some ladies proverbially eating out of her hand. A nervous Amy who had been halfway through packing, not wanting to raise any suspicions, suddenly started picking the pace up. She hadn’t expected them wanting to take their pills this soon!

Giggling girlishly again, Joy reached to put her book back in her bag to switch it with her bottle of Thenea. After grabbing only air for a couple of swipes, Joy pulled her bag up. “What the…?” the redhead puffed her cheeks out with a frown of disappointment. “I don’t have my pills with me? But I was sure I had brought them…”

“Ugh, really? Like, you of all people forgot them at home?” Kelly’s bored expression seemed to match Joy’s disappointment, “Ah well, no way around it. Too bad.”

Amy let out a very quiet and silent sigh of relief, throwing her backpack and getting ready to leave. She was about to take a step away before her heart skipped a beat when she heard Kelly resume conversation.

“You can take one of mine! Like, that’s what friends are for, yeah?” Kelly reached down for her purse, pulling it up and rummaging through its contents only to come out just as empty handed. “The heck? Where’s my Thenea?”

Amy was already savoring their rising frustration, and she only made the mistake of lingering too long while gradually making her way outside. Laura, who didn’t believe in coincidences, quickly landed a hand on Amy’s shoulder. “Whoa shrimp, you stay right there,” the athletic girl ordered, and turned to look at the rest of the classroom with an angry glare, “And the rest of you, for the matter!”

“No…!” though Amy, already feeling faint. Although to her credit, so did everybody else who heard Laura’s shouting. Amy repeated the same thought over and over in her head while doing her best at keeping a neutral expression, but it became increasingly hard when Laura reached into her bag and observed a lack of Thenea as well.

“Knew it. You’re scatter brained sometimes, Kelly, but you’re always carrying a bottle!” Laura said and then turned to Joy, “And you’re too much of a fan of flashing your big fat tits while towering over the crowds to even make the mistake of forgetting your bottle. As for me, I’m sure as heck I never unpacked my bag when I got back home yesterday. All of us are missing millions worth in pills? Bogus!” Laura snapped and turned back to her classmates, “One of you is a dirty little thief!”

“A thief?! Oh my,” Joy stood up besides Laura, as if seeking protection, her eyes darting about as she looked for a guilty face.

“Oh, you’re like, totally in trouble now, you guys,” Kelly was a lot more relaxed, resting her hands on her hips as she struck a nonchalant pose. “Laura’s got a short fuse. So c’mon c’mon… raise your hand, tell us who of you poor peasants like, doesn’t get enough money flipping burgers. Oh, teehee,” she covered her mouth with her fingers to giggle, “That is like, all of you.”

“Whatever,” Laura continued, “Nobody’s getting out of this classroom until they ‘fess up!”

Amy couldn’t believe her luck, or rather, her lack thereof. She had been planning on disposing of the three bottles in a trash can, but now she was trapped like rat. In her haste, she had completely glossed over on this type of contingency, so she was drawing a blank on a plan of action. On the one hand, Amy felt somewhat proud of having achieved the intended effect on all three of her currently frustrated bullies. On the other, she was pretty sure her life was doomed the second they found her out.

“Like, I don’t wanna waste time, people. But I’m in a good mood,” Kelly blew on her pink nails without looking at her terrified classmates, “So just give what you took back and we’ll be on our way. Nobody has to get hurt or have their lives totally ruined.”

“If only she was telling the truth…” Amy gulped as she thought, knowing that of the three the blonde was the pettiest.

The impatient Laura stomped on the floor, “C’mon, Joy. Nobody’s lifting their hand. Go search ‘em out!”

“What? Why me?” Joy frowned in confusion.

“’cause I’m busy blocking the door so the scumbag doesn’t try to pull any more fast ones on us,” Laura explained, pointing back at Kelly, “And ‘cause you know how she gets with touching other people’s things.”

“Icky,” Kelly stuck her tongue out, “Like, I don’t wanna catch poor and junk. I’ll buy you a crepe, Joy. Pretty please?”

The redhead couldn’t really say no after being insisted on so much. Amy watched as Joy fortunately skipped her and went over to check up on people’s open bags and backpacks. Amy grew more and more nervous as Joy did the rounds, taking quick side glances at Laura who was still holding her in place by her shoulder. All Amy wanted was for her backpack to suddenly combust. “They can’t find the pills in here! They will take them, grow gigantic and then play football with me!” the distressed girl lamented.

Then something occurred to her. Amy reached an arm around and unzipped the frontal pocket of her backpack, taking the chance Laura was too busy keeping her eyes on the other students. One by one, Amy quietly undid the lids on the bottles in the backpack and gradually moved her other hand under her backpack. “I have to make them disappear…” she desperately thought, thinking of consuming the medicine in order to rid herself of the incriminating evidence. “Ugh, but it’s so hard to get them all like this. I need to get the backpack off so I can use both hands and see what I’m doing!” she quietly grunted and looked up at Laura, deciding to try a gambit since she was out of time. “Uhm… L-Laura,” she stuttered a bit, getting the attention of the much taller girl.

“What’cha want, squirt? You’ll get yours soon. This really pissed me off, so I need a punching bag!” Laura laughed, apparently too set on bullying Amy to suspect her.

“Ah… Hahaha…” Amy nervously laughed, “So I… um, I have to take my medicine, c-could you let me go so I can take it out of my backpack…?”

“Huh. Sure, whatever. Punching bags aren’t fun if they keel over immediately. But don’t you think of running off. Soon as Joy finds the thief I’m taking you with us,” Laura shrugged and released the grip on Amy, who dropped to her knees. “Hey, wait a freaking minute…!”

Amy knew she was in trouble when she rushed to open the pocket, not caring if Laura saw the stolen goods. All Amy knew was that the only way to prevent there being three really angry giantesses abusing her was to become the giantess herself. She grabbed all three uncapped plastic bottles and brought them up to her widely open mouth. Laura was too slow to notice and only got her hands on Amy when her cheeks were practically ballooning out with dozens of pills.

“What are you doing?!” Kelly screamed, having seen the reckless act. “Are you crazy?!”

“Spit ‘em out you dang dirty thief!” Laura shook Amy and reached to pry her mouth open, forcing the desperate girl to strain her throat in order to swallow every last unit of Thenea. “Holy hell…” Laura let go just as Joy bounced back to them, noticing the three empty bottles falling off Amy’s hands and rolling on the ground.

“Oh no,” the busty redhead put her hands on her terrified face as Kelly pointed at Amy accusingly.

To say the blonde was upset was an extreme understatement. “You’re like, totally mental! Don’t you see what you did?! You can only take one pill of Thenea every two hours! You just… you OD’d!”

Amy couldn’t hear what Kelly was saying. Sound was perceived as distorted and her vision was blurry. With the incredible amount of Thenea in her stomach being rapidly digested and absorbed, the drug was constantly compounding its effects, rushing them along the college girl’s plain body.

“O-oi… Kel, what the hell’s gonna happen?” Laura asked, scared and wary for the first time in her life.

As Amy’s cognitive functions stabilized, she was finally able to see her scared aggressors. There was a certain tinge of excitement in the sight of the three rich girls being afraid of anything. Whatever Amy was feeling however was very rapidly overridden by a sudden stroke of heat washing her over. Her entire body shuddered as electricity ran up her spine, making her arch back and moan in pleasure. The entire classroom fell to silence. All the students could do was stare at Amy, the invisible punching bag, writhe in bliss as her body began to expand.

It started with her clothes visibly tightening around her frame. Amy’s favorite blue jeans were typically loose at the cuffs, but as her ankles swelled with the rest of her, denim began clinging to her legs. Her white t-shirt had only a generic surfer backdrop at the front. As her torso enlarged, so did her chest stretch the logotype into a gradually unrecognizable stain of colored fabric.

Amy could feel every additional inch she was acquiring. Her perspective continuously readjusted as her eyes were put farther and farther away from the floor, making everything and everybody around her seem like they were shrinking. It was a surreal experience. On the one hand, the fire burning inside of her made Amy feel like she had swallowed a sun, giving her power beyond her reckoning. On the other, she couldn’t stop deriving amusement from every one of her classmates’ dumbfounded yet eager expressions. That confused yet inquisitive expression was exactly how she had felt on the other side of the court when forced to watch Kelly and the others grow so many times before.

The process wasn’t painful at all, either. Amy had always wondered if growth pains were involved, but something in the drug was making sure all of her nerves screamed out in joy at once. Even with her constraining converse shoes losing the battle against her growing feet, Amy felt nothing but elation as she looked over herself grow over 7ft. tall. “I’m getting bigger. Me! I’m getting bigger!” she repeated as if she had achieved a long-standing dream.

“Shit,” Laura joined her friends who were just as flabbergasted to watch Amy continue to raise taller. “She took a bunch of Thenea at once. Just how big will she get, Kel?”

“Oof, like I’m any good at math!” Kelly grumbled in annoyance, “But this is bad. Mom said we should never OD on this junk! What if she…”

“Look at her!” Joy exclaimed with a finger pointed at their expanding classmate. Amy soon let out a loud moan of pleasure accompanied by loud snaps and stretching noise as she quickly outgrew her clothes and her petite but all the same scaled up curves spilled out. “Ooh, I’m so jealous! If I had Thenea I’d show her…!”

Amy had been feeling a strong sensation bidding its time within her. Like a bomb about to go off, the toe-curling and lower-lip-biting anticipation was driving her crazy with excitement. The girl boomed a whole three feet larger in a single go and was overcome with pleasure the moment her body escaped its clothed confinement. Outfit and underwear paid the price with the latter tearing off from her legs, hips and bust becoming too large for her socks, panties and bra respectively. Nudity greeted the classroom after the rest of her clothes either burst to pieces or outright shredded apart from the violent growth spurt.

“Th-that’s like… a lot faster than us…” Kelly took a step backwards after narrowly avoiding a large piece of shredded denim floating down her way.

“B-but she should stop soon, right?” Joy trembled, hiding behind the blonde, her huge bosom jiggling with the rest of her. “15 feet tall should be it, right?”

“She did take more than one pill… from three bottles…” Laura, who was at the front of the three bullies, didn’t even dare to attempt the math. “Ahh!” the athletic college girl’s eyes widened as Amy shoved her hands up when her head banged against the ceiling.

“Ooof… annngh…!” the expanding woman grunted and closed her eyes, her violent growth spurts making her so big so fast that she was forced adjust. Instead of hunching over like the other girls usually did, Amy knelt down, but her incrementally larger form forced her to sit down with her back against the blackboard. “Ohhh, this feels… so good!” Amy exclaimed, already at 15ft. tall, with her legs practically surrounding an entire column of student desks.

Those closest to Amy saw her fair skinned thighs grind along the floor, many of the boys unable to help themselves as they stared. Others were more concerned with diving out of the way as her massive feet knocked into and pushed screeching chairs out of the way. The students trapped to either side of her legs could only remain perfectly still in hopes she wouldn’t make a false move and flatten them against the wall. At the same time, the students at the back row were greeted with her wriggling feet with tightly curled toes and miraculously spotless soles. Amy was very quickly taking over the space in the classroom.

“Y-yo, this is more than fifteen…” Laura remarked, her voice cracking up as she felt Amy’s legs naturally encroaching from the sides as they grew larger and larger alongside the amazonian girl.

“Wh-why am I getting this big?” Amy panted, concerned by how her continuously expanding body simply kept at it. There was no indication she was ever going to stop even after passing 17ft. tall. “It must’ve been all the pills I swallowed. They only ever take one at a time!” she concluded as her fingers dug into the ceiling. Try as it might, the concrete could only force itself down on Amy so much. Even if she wasn’t consciously attempting to break it, her widening fingers and heavier hands pressed harder and harder until her palms started to crack the ceiling. “I c-can’t stop! Ohhh...!” she let out a deafening scream of pure pleasure as another big growth spurt hit her, forcing her five feet taller at once.

While most of her arms and head pushed into the second floor classroom above theirs, Amy’s lower body continued to fill the classroom up. Those caught to the sides of her invading legs had no choice but to climb over and join their classmates at the middle. Amy wiggled and moaned as she felt their small bodies climbing over her legs like a group of some sort of miniature kittens. Her feet not only bowled over the remaining desks and chairs in front of them, but they also slammed clean through the wall into the adjacent classroom.

“What’re these giant pair of feet doing in my class?!” a gruff voice demanded from the other side, though Amy didn’t hear it quite well considering her head had just replaced a good number of chemistry stations in the classroom above hers.

“Ahhh… h-hello!” Amy shyly said to the frightened students and teacher in the chemistry lab, barely able to contain more moans of pleasure as she felt more people climbing her thighs below, trying not to get squished by her growing form. “So sorry about interrupting but I-I’m not sure how big I’ll get so… get away from here!” she screamed helplessly as she swelled another five feet all at once, her shoulders tearing into the chemistry classroom as her head rose up even more. Those who had been extremely eager to stare at Amy’s naked breasts from the hole her head and extremities had made were sent flying away by her surging upper body. Fortunately for them, the chemistry lab had multiple exits, so Amy breathed a sigh of relief once they all evacuated. “This is incredible…!” she noted as her entire body shuddered and grew even more, “I’m not stopping! I’m getting so big! So massive!” she eagerly said, groaning as her head once again thumped against another ceiling. “S-so… hurt…!”

College had entered a state of emergency. Alarms had been sounded and the student body was being led outside for their safety. Campus was more than used to Kelly, Joy and Laura’s depraved romps, but this was an unprecedented surge of Thenea-influenced growth that appeared uncontainable.

At the point she outgrew three stories tall, it wasn’t just her feet, head and hands tearing walls down. Her hips were quickly squishing against her sides, with flesh knocking down bricks into the hallways on one side and the outside on the other. Amy couldn’t stop it. “I’m going to destroy the entire school at this rate…!” she briefly feared with her head bowed down and her fingers gently pressed against the third floor ceiling for fear of breaking through as well. Then a thought suddenly crossed her mind. “The school… destroyed? By me?”

Bigger and bigger Amy grew, approaching 35ft. tall and still going strong. Her ears could pick up the familiar sound of concrete which her head and hands had smashed through twice already. She could feel all of her classmates gathered at her lap, squirming like excited bugs. She could even feel debris sliding down her feet while every so often something or someone brushed along. Amy knew this was all very upsetting for everybody involved, yet it felt so good that it baffled her mind that she was resisting it so much. “I couldn’t resist the bullying I went through. Nobody else resisted the bullying I went through either…” her expression grew more and more somber as she reconsidered all the humiliation and emotional torture she had withstood until that day.

Until that day, whenever Amy wasn’t invisible, she was being shown up by those bigger and more powerful than her. Rage swelled alongside her once petite body. The third ceiling above her was starting to crumble, and she wasn’t restraining herself any longer. Closing in to 50ft. tall, Amy felt like exploding again. She didn’t want to be anyone’s punching bag anymore. Her expanding size made her feel powerful. Amy had finally achieved the feeling of strength, and she wanted to let everyone know she was done being pushed around! From now on, she would do the shoving.

“Raaaah!” the giantess let out a growl, kicking her right foot forwards. She utterly demolished two classrooms down and ended with a foot outside the complex. “Grrraaah!” she grunted audibly, pushing her left hand up while her right balled into a fist containing all of her fury. With a single pound, Amy reached for the fourth floor and punched five holes with each digit into the final ceiling. “Screw this stupid university!” she yelled as she tore the ceiling right off.

To the people standing on campus, what they witnessed was a giant leg and hand smashing through their college. Then, like a person walking out of a sand castle built atop of them, Amy started pounding the rest of her limbs out, followed by her head as she started to stand up. All the while, her explosive growth continued making her taller and taller, simplifying her destructive task more and more. Very soon, the university’s entire east wing had crumbled apart, with the west suffering such structural damage that its integrity suffered beyond repair.

Gasps and shouting filled the campus as a gigantic dust cloud briefly acted as a curtain to hide the 80ft. tall silhouette of a gigantic woman. When it dissipated, a grinning and very naked Amy was revealed with all of her classmates held up between her chest and left arm. She wasn’t minding the crowd of students and teachers inspecting her in all of her massive glory. What Amy’s eyes were set on were her fellow classmates. “You all suck,” Amy declared with a booming, powerful voice, “But you three suck the most.” She focused on her three old bullies. “Kelly, with your brain-dead bimbo head! Like, look at how big I am now?” she said while mocking Kelly’s speech pattern.

The blonde wanted to lash out at the insult, but the sheer size of the growing giantess made her reconsider. Not even she was that dumb.

“And you, Laura?” Amy glared at the athletic, dark-skinned girl who seemed to flinch to attention. “You were so close at finding me out! For a second I thought there was a brain inside your muscle-head, you tomboy slut!”

The sting of the enormous giantess’ words felt like a sharp blade. Laura knew she had been right, but had underestimated their allegedly broken punching-bag. Now all she felt was shame and could only clench her teeth to avoid shouting back at the 90ft. tall Amy.

Joy braced for another bout of venomous words. She knew she had said and done her fair share of awful things to Amy, but she never expected to be in this vulnerable position. She shut her eyes and awaited her own verbal punishment, but as Amy broke 100ft. tall and her sides demolished what was left of the west wing, Joy realized all she was getting was a cold stare. “Wh-whu-what…?” the busty captive gasped, shivering in fright. But Amy said nothing.

“Hmph,” a sigh of disappointment was all Amy deigned Joy with. Joy who grew especially cross at this, since it was no better than being ignored.

“What the hell?!” Joy snapped, “Do you think you’re so great you can’t insult me?! Who do you think you are?!”

“I think…” Amy stopped her by bringing a finger up to her cheek, rolling her eyes up as she added yet another ten feet to her absolutely colossal size, “Bugs aren’t supposed to talk back. Insects like you,” she said without being specific, glaring at her classmates, “Should make themselves useful! But what can you do? You’re all so tiny that you’re useless to me!”

With college destroyed and Amy’s body reaching greater and greater height, plus her apparent cruel side emerging, those without the mind of wanting to be around for whatever the giantess had planned abandoned the premises. Amy ignored the confused and outraged murmuring that was her classmates’ incessant bickering and stomped her way over to the campus’ parking lot. She took a thunderous seat on the outlying part and touched her soles together to find a comfortable position. She had become so large that even the act of sitting sent ripples along the ground.

With an idea in her mind, Amy giggled as she gently set the miniature version of her class between her legs, where there was no escape unless they could scale her much larger legs and thighs. “Now, this is very simple!” Amy said to the fearful, trapped students. “You’ve all been very bad to me, especially you three.” She pushed the tip of her fingers towards Joy, Kelly and Laura, effortlessly thumping all three down to the floor. Amy ignored their cries of pain in favor of the pleasure that sweet revenge brought her. “And since you’re all now tiny people before a goddess, you’ll pay your tribute by worshipping me. Or else, I’ll squish you like the bugs you all are!” she impatiently demanded, bringing a closed fist down on an abandoned car, the vehicle being instantly crunched into scrap metal with its alarm quickly dying down into a drowned honk.

“B-but how…?” one fearful classmate poised, ready to submit to their fate.

“Good question! Now how can I make you repay years and years of abuse?” Amy was in deep thought for a briefly silent moment. She snapped her fingers, which sent a rippling wave of loud vibrations along the air, making leaves on the nearby trees scatter from their branches. “We’ll start with something simple!” she said, spreading her legs and pulling her feet apart from each other. “Divide in two groups! Give me a foot massage. I deserve at least this much for having to put up with all of you sorry excuses for peasants!” she strained the last word with a grin, knowing how much that classification would hurt Kelly’s ego.

No matter how pissed off or afraid they were at the giantess, the students did as they were told. Even after grouping up to tackle each giant foot, however, the grand task before them was of Herculean scope. Not only were Amy’s tootsies of immense size, easily making each sole harder to cover than a large bus, but she was still growing bigger and so were her feet.

Amy was in proverbial heaven. She could hardly feel their tiny hands work on her horizontally laid feet, but what they lacked in individual strength they made up in group effort. She wondered just exactly what her bullies felt at this very moment, being forced to worship her toes and soles. “Kiss my feet!” Amy shouted as the thought occurred to her. “Make sure to show them love. I have the prettiest, biggest feet of all. Don’t I?” Amy smiled. There was a moment of silence before her voice broke through it like a train crashing into a mountain, “DON’T I?!”

“Yes!”

“The best!”

“I love your feet!”

Many voices joined the chorus with various positive vociferations. Amy couldn’t tell how many were sycophant, because some sounded especially eager, but she was pleased all the same. The power she held over them and the immediacy with which they responded to even the simplest of whims made her feel even stronger. Her heart jumped with joy and her toes wiggled about as she felt hands, lips and tongues appreciating her feet. At over 130ft. tall, Amy was already eagerly considering what the next task for her slaves should be. She relaxed back and sighed in perfect bliss, allowing the sun to further brighten her already excellent day.

However, before Amy could take it easy with her moment of joy, a sudden pang on her stomach hit. She initially thought it to be the excitement and barely contained anticipation, but the feeling worsened with each moment followed by a deep rumbling. “What’s going on?” Whereas Amy had felt an incredible amount of heat for the past hour, the warmth had vanished, leaving her with a sudden empty void in her belly. This coupled with a chill going up her spine made the gargantuan woman flinch and lose her edge. “It feels like… I’m vanishing?” she sputtered as she held a hand to her stomach. She noticed it then, but her growth had halted. Amy couldn’t feel herself expanding any longer. Not her ass dragging along the grass, nor her feet sliding across the parking lot. Her body had simply quit.

And then a new sensation took over. Amy felt cold, her body starting to lose mass as she rapidly shrunk. “N-no…!” she begged as she threw her arms around her shivering body, “S-stop! I’m big! I’m the biggest! I’m a goddess…!” she ordered, but her body did everything her mind and voice was screaming at it to stop doing.

The students were caught by surprise, but soon understood what was going on. Just like the rich Thenea users, Amy had hit the drug’s time limit and her body was beginning to go back to normal. Most of them stopped massaging Amy’s feet and gathered around the rapidly diminishing giantess.

Amy felt the opposite of good. She felt sick. Everybody looking at her seemed to be growing larger, which made her feel horrible. She thought of all she had said and done, and suddenly the hubris made her realize her hypocrisy. “I…” she stammered as she saw confused and angry stares, but most scary of all, the glares from her usual bullies. “I…!” But Amy couldn’t articulate. Her voice was cracking up. It wasn’t just humbling and humiliating, she felt worse and worse and time passed.

“Huh, what’s going on?” one student asked as they pointed at Amy, who had well regressed to her usual, average height, yet continued to shrink. “Is that normal?”

“Like, duh. Heck no,” Kelly, with newfound confidence, stepped forth, her smile showing just how sure of herself she was. “But neither is taking that much Thenea at once! Like, too bad, bob-cut!”

Amy didn’t understand. She felt so incredibly pathetic. Everybody else was so big. She felt like a child. This was even worse than when she was forced to endure the punishment of being bossed around by the other giant girls. “P-puh-please…!” she went on her knees and begged, “Help! I’m shrinking!” she helplessly reached out, but only got more confused and cold stares.

“Look at her! She’s turning into a midget! No, even smaller!” Joy laughed from behind Kelly, finding Amy’s predicament to be hilarious. The once absolutely gargantuan “goddess” was already approaching just a foot tall, and she simply kept shrinking. “Amazing! So this is what an overdose of Thenea causes… Ugh, I’m so glad I listened to your mom, Kelly!” the redhead snickered as she approached the dwindling Amy, who couldn’t have been bigger than six inches by now. “Look! At this rate I could even make her disappear in my cleavage, teehee!” she said, reaching to pick the frightened tiny Amy in her hand.

“Oh no you don’t, titty-monster,” Laura finally spoke up, coming from behind Kelly with a ticked off expression. The buff college girl seized the shrinking Amy in her hand and stared daggers at the amazingly small woman. “This one’s mine.”

“Humph!” Joy folded her arms and puffed her freckled cheeks out in annoyance. Kelly seemed curious as she inspected Amy, who squirmed in Laura’s grip at only three inches tall.

“Huh, looks like she stopped shrinking. Guess we won’t like, see her becoming even more of a zero than she is,” the blonde snickered, “What’cha gonna do with her, Lau?”

“Never been so damn humiliated in my life,” Laura grumbled and reached down to take off one of her sports sneakers, exposing her socks clad right foot, “So, you like making people smell and touch your feet, huh, you little flea?”

“P-please no!” Amy begged as loud as she could, every millimeter of her being squirming helplessly. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry about everything! I’ll…”

“Too late for that! Should’ve stayed a punching bag,” Laura smirked, happily dropping Amy into her sneakers.

“Ahhh!” Amy screamed out as she landed into the warm footwear, which Laura got ready to slip her foot back into. “No! No! I swear I’ll never do it again! I’ll do anything…! Nooooo!”

The tiny voice was muffled as Laura slipped her foot inside the sportswear, squishing poor Amy between the inner soles and Laura’s socks. “Try not to get squished into a pulp now.”

The End.