A loud grumble soon echoes across the neighborhood. It doesn't take being a goddess to recognize the sound is coming from... my stomach. "Well someone's hungry..." Davis remarks to me, lightly jabbing the side of my shoe with his elbow. He certainly seems much more energetic around me now that we've actually confessed our feelings to each other. It still boggles my mind that we had both entrusted this secret with Sara, which was probably the worst kept secret in the history of life, the universe, and everything! (the answer of which is 42)
"Ha ha, my stomach doesn't care that I'm an ancient goddess reborn in modern times... it wants food yesterday!" I admit sheepishly. Originally, I rarely needed much of anything, which was fortunate considering a 360 foot being can... pack a lot away. Now, while I'm sure I can't starve to death, I haven't had anything to eat since breakfast yesterday and I'm used to eating regularly. This would also be a great time to properly fill my family in on all of this instead of constantly altering their perceptions.
First things first, though, I use my power to bind my Master Sword earrings to my being, so they'll now change size with me effortlessly. They're comparatively small enough that I can get away with it, and I won't need to constantly take them off. Once done, I compress myself down once again to my chosen human size of 6'4" almost instantly and head inside my home for the first time in over a day, then make a beeline for the kitchen to find something to have for lunch.
"Miss Megan? What are you doing? What is going on here?" I hear Beverly ask from somewhere behind me, clearly sounding very confused.
"I'm just getting some lunch, Beverly. You... still remember me being giant, right? And my voice in your head and ears earlier?" I answer and question back, making no effort to hide the power within my voice as I prepare myself a large sandwich.
"W-well yes, I-I do... B-but what is this all about? I'm a-afraid I don't understand..." she frightfully replies, tearing into my heart a little with her fear.
"You and the rest of my family don't understand, my young, sweet Beverly, because I've restored your perceptions of me. You're able to notice my changes just as my friends can."
"What? Y-young? But I'm nearly 62 years old!" Beverly exclaims in her confusion, following me into the dining room next door.
I set my meal down on the table and explain, "I'm an ancient goddess reborn into modern times. I can call protoss young. No, I'm not possessed, this is me. You needn't be scared, I'd never hurt my family and I'm positive my parents have told you how much you and Alfred mean to us. Me especially." I pause as I take a bite out of the sandwich I made and continue after swallowing, "Now then, the giant size you saw earlier is my normal size, but I'm currently compressing myself into the size you see before you. I'm letting you and the rest of my family know now because I love you, and am deeply sorry for not letting you know of this right from the start."
It's not long before Sara and Davis come inside and confirm my story when asked. As further, undeniable proof, I will a space in the corner cleared and summon Fat Chocobo... complete with the morbidly obese bird's theme from the Final Fantasy games. I'd... rather not think about how it stores all of the party's currently unwanted equipment, if I'm honest. Especially while I'm eating, as I want to keep my stomach contents where they are.
When I'm finished, and have made Fat Chocobo vanish, I consider going back outside when I remember I've still yet to do my homework for the weekend. Well I did want to practice holding a smaller size for hours at a time... "Have either of you guys done your homework yet, or are all three of us in the same boat of not even started?" I ask my friends. When both shake their heads no, I teleport their books and such here and suggest, "Then how about we do that now and not give the teachers a reason to bite our heads off? I'll meet you guys in father's study once I get my books."
Sara and Davis nod and head out into the hall with me. Our paths split as I take a detour to my room, remembering to remove my shoes before stepping foot on the floor upstairs my mother recently put down and teleporting them to the tray in the entrance lobby, rejoining them after I grab my homework.
Inside the study, I find my father dumbstruck as I take a seat next to Davis and get started on my homework. I did project my conversation with Beverly into the rest of my family's minds, but I guess his little girl actually being a goddess is a lot to take in. I simply smile at him warmly and continue with my current task, which surprisingly isn't any easier than before. I suppose the memories of my practically countless past lives can only help so much...
After the three of us finish our various homework assignments, I decide to begin a little experiment with Sara. She admitted she was a bit jealous of me yesterday, and since my curves were merely comparable to hers then, I can only assume the (now second) hottest girl in our school was jealous of my height. I intend to give her a taste of what it's like to be a giantess, but I can't instantly do that as I won't risk her life on something her body isn't physically adapted to handle. Instead, I'll have her gradually get there, like a diver taking breaks as they return to the surface to avoid 'the bends'.
Besides, this is more fun!
Using my powers, I subtly tweak my blonde friend's pituitary gland to occasionally douse her bloodstream with a flood of growth hormones. In addition, I ensure this experiment won't physically affect Sara negatively as it goes on, and re-purpose that mental link I had left in her mind a couple nights ago into a basic monitor of her mental state. I trigger my experiment to start and wait for a reaction.
I don't have long to wait as I watch her face become just a little flushed. "Are you okay?" I ask, also practicing hiding the reverberation of power in my voice as much as I can. It should be sufficient for anyone not listening closely, but I won't know for sure until school tomorrow.
"I-I'm fine, Megan. Probably just coming down with something. I guess I'll just have to down a few cartons of orange juice to nuke whatever it is with vitamin C." Sara replies. My monitor tells me that's what she honestly believes. She has no idea what she's in for, but she will soon. Her pituitary is a ticking time bomb and she doesn't even know it.
Later that evening, after a dinner in which I had to very carefully assure my family once again that I'd never hurt any of them, and in brighter news officially announce Davis and I are now boyfriend and girlfriend, Davis enters my room and asks, "So, uh... how are you holding up? Is it particularly hard to maintain this size over your I guess normal huge one?"
I look over from the story I'm reading called Mind Over Matter to my boyfriend and answer with a smile, "It's not that hard, but it feels weird. I feel a bit vulnerable like this, which isn't something I'm used to. Still, it's worth it for love and games!"
Davis smiles at that last remark, and asks as he takes a seat next to me, "You've done something to Sara, haven't you? If she was truly falling ill with so much as the sniffles, I think you'd offer to cure her even if she does tend to be a bit stubborn."
Busted. "Well let's just say Sara's got big things in store. Please don't tell her anything about this, I don't want her to demand to be changed back so soon."
"My lips are sealed, Megan." Davis responds before we embrace and he leaves.
Shortly after, my mental monitor alerts me to the fact Sara is about to experience a growth spurt, the first of many over the coming days. Using my powers, I watch as her already long legs slowly extend and thicken, her bones and muscles increasing in mass, her feet slowly expanding even through her knee high socks the cuffs of which creep lower slightly faster than she's actually growing. She always did like to dress just teetering on the edge of the dress code, which now works against her as her hips and ass start forcing her short skirt to expose more of her panties, which are stretching unhappily for the moment even as they start cutting into her hips slightly.
That also holds true for her tank top, which stretches yet reveals more of her flat midriff than it should, as well as more cleavage than usual. As it doesn't cover them at all, her slowly lengthening arms and widening shoulders are spared the sensation of being constricted by its fabric. The same can't be said about her bra being forced to contain a slowly increasing pair of breasts on a slowly increasingly larger chest, its straps starting to dig into her collarbone and back. I also watch as Sara's face grows along with the rest of her, though her look of bewilderment hinders its beauty.
And just as quickly as it started, her spurt ends, her pituitary out of juice for the time being. However, her growth was proportionate in all regards, from her cute button nose to her impressive DD-cup breasts to her long, sexy legs... to her internal organs. That peanut sized gland is now just a little bigger to go along with her now 6'8" body, which means her next spurts could be increasingly bigger. Thankfully, I've already ensured her body won't eat itself due to her growth. And as for her clothes... while I may occasionally help, she'd best be ready to wear stuff she won't mind outgrowing and ripping out of.
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