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Cutting Loose, by DragonMasterX.

The measuring tape fit tightly around Miranda's arm. She flexed her bicep, which responded with a little swell that prompted her to pinch the tape tighter. The loop ended at an even 13.6 inches at the peak, giving the wolfess a small sense of relief. "Some progress, at last," Miranda sighed, relaxing her arm and zipping the tape back into its holder.

It had been almost half a year since the young black and orange striped wolf girl had started her new regime. Miranda had always been of toned build and tall height, a respectable combo for any proud lupine. One day, however, respectable had run its course and she started yearning for more. A trip to a nutritionist and a few supplementary online dives later, Miranda had rearranged her day-to-day around her new goal.

But even with tangible results before her eyes, it still didn't feel like it was enough. "This is too slow," she thought one morning, reaching for the tub of protein shake she had been religiously consuming every day to foster muscle growth.

In defiance with the standards and all she had learned about nutrition, the wolfess began to up her protein intake. Miranda made more time to visit the gym and to sneak in extra work outs at home when she couldn't make it. With redoubled effort, the wolfess already could see her new self in the mirror, looming over her current looks.

However, a week in, the impatient Miranda was annoyed to find the 13.6 inches were only a little closer to 13.7. "Too slow." She anxiously thought, eager for results that her regime was simply not granting her. Throwing the measuring tape at the couch in living room, Miranda went to stuff a towel into her duffel bag and zipped it closed. "Guess I'm doing even more, today."

It occurred to her that even though she felt angry and disappointed at the same time, her legs were already carrying her to the gym. "I guess working out is relaxing, even if it's not making me grow stronger as fast as I thought..." she calmed down with a soft smile. She would push herself, but she wouldn't forget to enjoy it either.

That was why that afternoon in the local gym, Miranda went all out. The regulars who by now were used to seeing that tall, toned wolfess visiting the joint were surprised to see her bouncing between so many machines and workout mats, alternating between routines that focused on complementary muscle groups.

"That girl's gonna drop dead at that rate."

"Hey babe, ya gotta take it easy!"

The concern of other gym goers and their words didn't seem to have any effect on Miranda. She wanted only to grow stronger, and she knew taking great pains to achieve her goal was the only way. Iron was pumped, extremities stretching and flexing with sheer intensity. The burning in her muscles usually was a sign for Miranda to stop and rest, but that day she felt like she could continue curling dumbbells and bench-pressing barbells. When she couldn't move her arms the way she wanted, she set herself to run on the treadmill. She alternated between hydration with water and protein shake slurping to keep refueling. Her body seemed to be processing it all extremely fast.

It didn't take long for the concern of those watching the insanity unfold to transform into interest, disbelief and soon admiration.

"How isn't she tired yet?" most of them asked, if not themselves in a quiet voice, then by raising their voices in a crowd.

"It's almost like she keeps getting more and more energy. Keep at it, wolf girl!" one of the onlookers cheered her on. Miranda could hear them, but she didn't seem invested in their adulation and wonder.

"What a high!" the wolfess herself began to wonder if she had finally surpassed a limit. The more she worked out, the easier it usually got over repetition. However, right now she was curling dumbbells again, heavier ones, after her arms had finally given up earlier. And that wasn't all: She didn't feel like it was enough for her. "Need more weight."

"Wow, that's way more than someone of her weight class should be loading, isn't it?" one of the trainers chipped in, scratching his antlers. "Hey, is anyone in charge of her?" the burly deer turned to look for help, concerned one of their customers might hurt themselves in their eagerness.

"It's like she's getting stronger! Look at that technique!"

"It's not like it, she is! Look at her arms...!" one of the girls watching pointed and it was startlingly plain to see that the exercising wolf was burlier than she was fifteen minutes ago. Her arms had become thicker, biceps and triceps nearly popping out. And it wasn't a localized phenomenon, either. Her legs were packed with muscle, quads and shins bursting with power. Her laterals marked her black sports bra, the straps starting to get caught between her neck and expanded deltoids. Even her proud six-pack was looking tighter and her breasts firmer and sticking out prominently thanks to the solidly built pectoral muscles behind them.

Miranda was so engrossed in her workout that she not only was beyond the reach of those gasps of surprise, she wasn't even aware that her clothes had become clingy. Her form fitting workout shorts were not taut around her buttocks, the hem riding up on her thighs. Her wristbands clinched the fur of her forearms ever tighter, but her curling didn't stop for a moment.

Between the endorphins from such an intense workout and the hefty wellspring of energy constantly emulating caloric availability, Miranda failed to notice she wasn't merely getting muscular results for her efforts. Her body had also begun to grow. It was a spectacle to those watching the wolfess whose expanding body was putting serious strain on her outfit.

It started with a few additional inches to her already impressive six foot four frame, but soon the fabric of Miranda's sports-wear started to show uncomfortable levels of tightness around her swelling curves. And yet the most Miranda did in the midst of her growth was lie her weights down before jumping into the leg press machine for more hamstring training. "This burning feels so good...!" she said to herself, still perfectly unaware that the inner warmth was spreading to all of her body at once. She was starting to expand more rapidly with every puff, and each time she added more weight to each exercise, the effect became more pronounced.

Eyes bulged out everywhere in the gym, only Miranda's growling grunts of efforts filling the air. As she steadily approached the seven-foot-tall mark, the witnesses became convinced about them not imagining things. She was growing bigger while sitting at the machine, her thighs smothering the seat as her paws tightened around support grips which managed to keep her steady. "Nnnghh...! Why is it getting so slippery?" she complained, feeling her pinkies slipping off the grips, "And why do I feel tingly all of a sudden...? Oh crud."

The realization came late for the enthused wolfess. She quickly sat up straight, inadvertently pulling her legs up. Machinery meant to withstand great exertion of force was suddenly whining metallically. With a careless swing of her larger, buff legs, Miranda sent the weight rack behind her flying to the top of the machine. The loud strike between the rack and the top of the machine made the wolfess flinch, which made her lose her balance. "Ahh!"

Flailing her arms but finding no support, Miranda fell backwards. With her growth uninterrupted, she surged another half foot taller, the entire leg press getting dragged back with her increasing weight and unmeasured brute force. Her eyes widened as she saw the bolts meant to fasten the machine to the floor pop into the air. "Dangit! It's coming on really strong...!" she murmured, her whole body shuddering before it hit another growth spurt.

To avoid getting squished between the contraption, Miranda scrambled back up to her feet and slid right off in a clumsy but effective hop. The wolfess skidded to a stop on the planked floor to avoid crashing into the audience she had thus far been ignoring. At eight-foot-tall, she was looming over all those onlookers. "I wasn't ready for a show, for cryin' out loud!"

"She's a grower, she's a grower!" some patrons chanted, phones in hand, while other much more worried onlookers decided to make themselves scarce, the crowd thinning out on its own.

Miranda frowned, already starting to feel self-conscious as the phones started flashing. "Drop the flash, jeez! You're gonna leave me blind!"

"Show us your boobs, She-Hulk!" one of the crowd's perverts requested, prompting Miranda to look down at her chest sticking out so prominently. Her sports bra was only moments away from giving up the fight of holding her girls back.

"This will turn into a show," Miranda told herself with a blush and a scowl. But part of her was already used to stuff like this happening to her. In fact, she was quite at peace with the idea that she had asked for it, never stopping to consider her expansion ability might trigger itself with all of her physical exertion. "Gotta roll with the punches," she thought, looking left and right at her swollen arms. She couldn't help but smile at how much tighter her muscles felt, and the She-Hulk comment couldn't have been more opportune.

Miranda was feeling powerful. "Wanna see 'em, don't you?" the towering wolfess directed her gaze at the penguin sticking out from the crowd, his beak practically a flurry of head nodding. She brought both arms up in a curl, striking a double bicep pose that caused her arms to thicken up further, bulging with their newly acquired power.

Muscular tension spread throughout Miranda's body, making her already tight fitting clothes reach the end of their proverbial line. Tits far too large for her already compromised sports bra had begun spilling, but their increased weight and volume caused the top to tear down the middle. Just as most of the crowd had been hoping, smooth and black, fluffy mounds bounced out to freedom, wobbling for a good couple of seconds before settling with a nice, firm jiggle. Miranda's shorts however began to bust at the seams, most notably with fur pouring out around her thighs and buttocks, but holding together longer than her torn sports bra had.

All the while, she inched upward, inviting more and more attention to her now topless amazonian form. Ten feet tall already, she was closing in to the ceiling but enjoying the feeling of her new and powerful muscles. Miranda seemed to have joined her admirers basking in her new, sturdier frame even as she melted in pleasurable expansion.

"Mmm... it feels so good..." the wolfess told herself, putting her worries in the back burner as her gaze danced upon her beautifully muscular form. "All that effort piling on with my growth!" she closed her eyes, biting her lips and hugging herself as if wanting to attract the very energy she was emanating right now. Miranda was a grower and her body had finally decided to catch up with her intentions.

Beefier she bulged, the elasticity of her wristbands coming undone and making them loudly snap. Her arms and legs rippled with newly formed muscle as her limbs thickened. Those powerful arms spread out once again, Miranda clenching her fangs as the warmth became more intense. Her proud six-pack gave way to a new couple of abdominal row, creating the impossible visage of an eight-pack. Her pectorals bulked out nicely, causing their outline to come visible without compromising the roundness of her spherical mammaries. The fabric of her shorts finally started tearing in bigger holes as her quads and gluteal mass increased, completing a buff, noticeably wider yet no less feminine build.

Left wholly naked by her transformation, Miranda started ducking when she sensed the ceiling getting closer. However, a spurt that forced her over 12ft. tall made her feel the ceiling against her wider, burlier back. "Oof! This is picking up buuuuut... ohhh..." the wolfess opened her eyes, her train of thought derailing when she was overcome by another series of spurts that forced her down to her knees.

The watchers ate up everything Miranda showed them. From the rapid tail-wags from her excited tail to the animalistic yet cute tongue-lolled panting. On all fours, the growing amazon slid across the gym floor, knocking machines, weight racks and too-dumbstruck-to-move bystanders aside. "Buh-bigger..." Miranda gasped out in need, her muscles bulking up in response to the increasing tension. Soon passing 15ft. tall, her back was rapidly approaching the ceiling again. Shuddering all over, her body swelled bigger and bigger, sandwiching her back and knees between the ceiling and floor. "So good... so big... mmmpph...!"

The photos shoot continued without her agency. The amazing growing wolfess was giving everyone a gratuitous show with her perfectly buff, curvaceous anatomy. Miranda's grumpiness had melted away by the pleasure of continuous expansion, but her mind started coming back to her when the high gradually started to dissipate. Instead of reaching into that well-spring of power within her however, Miranda simply rode the high to its conclusion. At the end of it, she stretched forwards, over 20ft. tall and with her ears brushing the ceiling even while kneeling down.

"What an interesting burst of energy..." she purred in delight. A pleasant current of electricity was running through Miranda's musclebound body, surprising her with the remnants of that delightful experience. She licked her chops, thinking of what was coming. As big as she was, Miranda knew this was hardly the biggest she would go. With her tail brushing along the ceiling and many unwitting gym goers trapped under her bust, the giant wolfess thought about how she didn't want to share this new burst of energy with random perverts. Someone came to mind; a different but special kind of pervert she was friends with.

"Show's over, you all!" Miranda called out loudly, finally casting a threatening glare at the amateur photographers, "Just went a little crazy with a small macro spurt, that's all. Go home!" she roared, reminding the other gym goers that in spite of her stuckage, her large paws and arms were mostly free.

As if to drive the point home though, she swiped with her right arm, collecting a bunch of smartphones in her big hand. Her bicep flexed as she closed her grip until the devices in her grip exploded into plastic and strewn circuitry. "Hey! What the heck? You can't break our phones...!" those in the crowd whined. Miranda snorted, veins bulging over the forearm connected to her closed fist.

"Creepozoid tax. Now scram!" she shouted, ridding the complainers of any desire of rebelling against the hulked out amazon.

Fortunately for Miranda, who often had to deal with macrophiles who couldn't take a hint, her amazing muscular development had given her quite the fierce look, complementing her command's authority. She was actually surprised when she suddenly found herself alone at the gym! "Oh crud. It'll take a while for me to get back to normal... should've at least asked for a snack."

The one annoyance about having the potential of gigantism was that these massive growth spurts usually couldn't be undone at will, or as easily. The giant wolfess knew she'd shrink back to her usual size before too long, but now she had to find ways to pass the time while stuck. "At least I'll have time to think about how I'll tell Mel about this. She's too excitable though, maybe I'll wait until tomorrow..." she knew excitable was underestimating her friend. Miranda knew she would go bonkers after hearing about this new development at the gym.

"& u got super buff 2?"

"you had to see it. Pretty big, but held back. I like that gym. But thanks to that, I can tell... got a big one comin."

"im there!!!"

"Wait, seriously? This early?" Miranda stared perplexed at her phone. She had been texting her friend about the mysteriously powerful growth spurt she had gone through the previous day and how good it had felt. It was Miranda's day off, but she was pretty sure her friend had to work. The wolfess hurried to send another text: "wait. I meant to show later. Don't you have work?" But before the sending icon switched to the delivered one, her doorbell rang. "That was... fast."

Miranda opened the door to her home, having to take a step back as a storm of emotion in the shape of a shark shortstack jumped in front of her, arms outstretched from excitement. "Miiiiiiiir!" the top-heavy fish landed back on her feet, breasts wobbling intensely for a few moments before settling in with a jiggle. The appetizing yet contrasting scent of deep fried snacks and burger grills were heavy in the air all of a sudden. "Why didn't you tell me sooner about it?!"

Melanie had been friends with Miranda for quite a few years now. There couldn't have been a more disparate pair of girl pals in town, with Miranda towering over the 5'1" shark.

Where Miranda was streamlined and buff, even more so thanks to the remainder of power she had gained on the previous day, Melanie was strikingly curvy with a chest that verged on ridiculously big on her small body. The evidence was on the black shirt clearly struggling to hold back the shark's breasts to the point the first two buttons from the top had to remain unbuttoned, leading to an egregious amount of cleavage being on display. It seemed like the excitable shark had gained a few extra pounds as well, most notably around the hips, made evident by the snug red uniform pants hugging her plump bottom.

Usually a mess, the shark girl's shoulder-length red hair was tied into a ponytail under her black cap. Seeing the smiling girl badge on the left breast of Melanie's shirt reminded Miranda what the shark's newest job was. It also informed Miranda that her friend had only made time to ditch her apron.

Annoyed at her own poor choice in judgment, Miranda put a hand on her forehead with a sigh. "I didn't tell you yesterday because I knew you had work today and I thought you'd ditch it, Mel. You get way too excited about me getting big..."

"Oh! I'm not that excitable, Mir!" Mel dismissively waved a hand, flashing a big toothy grin at her taller friend.

"You clearly ditched work in the middle of a shift, fish butt!" Miranda raised her voice, exasperated at her irresponsible friend.

Giggling, Melanie finally realized she was still in her uniform. "Uh oh, busted!"

"Man, you're way too carefree. Won't your boss chew you out?" Miranda leaned on the doorway, casting a concerned look down at her chippy friend, who walked right under her arms and into her house with not a care in the world.

"Nah! I was planning on quitting anyway!" Miranda almost lost her balance at Melanie's declaration. "Creep-os keep staring at my boobs and demanding iced lattes for some reason. Can you believe it? We're a Mendy's, not a TwinkleBucks!"

"I have no idea how you keep getting hired, but good on you, I guess." Miranda sighed, deciding to give up on the work issue before closing the door.

"So! What have you got for me, Mir-Mir?" Melanie twirled by Miranda's couch, depositing her ample tush while grinning up at her much taller wolf friend. "I asked you to send me pics like five times. What'cha hiding? Show meeee...!"

"Straight to the point, huh?" Miranda always was surprised by how easy Melanie could shift her focus, although it usually had to be something that caught her interest deeply. With that sharkette's tail swishing from left to right, the wolfess decided to cut to the chase and began to lift her shirt.

"Wuh-whoaaaaa..." Melanie's eyes seemed to bug out for a moment. She leaned on her seat as if she was watching an action-packed scene in a movie full of explosions, but the only explosives there were Miranda's incredibly defined abdominal muscles. "Those are some dynamite abs! What the heck, Mir, since when have you had those?! Can I touch? Lemmetouch."

"Go ahead... oof, not so hard!" Groans escaped the wolf girl as Melanie so eagerly went to poke each one of her abdominal mounds as if she was playing with a console full of large buttons.

"Soooo cool! I remember you always having girl-abs but these are on a whole other level, Mir-Mir!" Melanie was halfway into drooling when she stopped poking, her fingers now squeezing and feeling up that washboard torso.

"I've been working out for a while, yeah. That's why I haven't gone out to eat much lately, by the way," Miranda confessed, hiding a blush as she was felt by her friend.

"I knoooow! I had to order for two on Fajita Fridays! It was so sad!" Melanie spoke without getting her eyes off Miranda's abs. In return the wolfess gave her a flat stare.

"You don't have to eat for two every outing. Anyway. Didn't really wanna show off until I had solid results," bringing an arm up, she flexed it to put her biceps on display. Her sleeveless top allowed Melanie full view of those fluffy peaks. "And yesterday I found a way to make 'em even stronger. Still need practice with it but..."

"Ohmygod it's amazing. You look so good like that, Mir! Flex the other arm, please!" Melanie begged, letting go of Miranda's top while throwing both arms up like a cheering child.

Pleased with herself, Miranda brought the other arm up in a similar curl, striking a double bicep pose that made her look brimming with power. "I figured you'd like." She said, thinking about how Melanie could be a scatterbrained shark sometimes but her admiration was always genuine and Miranda loved giving her favorite fan wanted. "Hope it was worth skipping out on work."

"Pfft, that old thing? I'm already over it!" the sharkette grinned, throwing her cap off before undoing her ponytail, shaking her crimson locks into a mess again. "And you say you can make 'em even bigger? Do show!"

"Snrk..." Miranda couldn't help but chuckle at the nonchalant shark, but she made a mental note to help with job hunting later; she did feel partly responsible about this, even if Melanie was the one who said she was basically quitting. "Hold onto your butt, Mel. You're gonna love this."

As Miranda started stripping, Melanie's eyes seemed to balloon out, her lip pressing out into a heavily invested expression. The redhead pulled her legs up, sitting cross-legged on the couch with both claws on top, leaning forwards as article by article, her lupine friend was left in the nude. "Okay, first takeaway, wow. But how about some clothesripmmph...!" her words became muffled with her puffing cheeks, Miranda deciding to silence her with one paw holding her maw shut.

"Don't spoil yourself, shark tits," Miranda sassily rested a paw at her hips, her tail gently sweeping the floor and knocking her discarded outfit away from her. "Now just enjoy the show," she narrowed her eyes with a sensual grin that made the redhead calm down, cheeks deflating and eyes staring straight at Miranda's naked breasts. "There you go! Now watch this."

Melanie let out a barely bated breath of surprise as her maw was released. Looking over Miranda's power pose she started to drink in that powerful yet still feminine frame. She had known the wolf had been working out religiously for the past few months, but she now totally looked like it! And Miranda wasn't making her wait for the next step. She saw the wolf close her eyes, drawing in a deep gulp of air as she tensed and began to bulk up. "Nuh-no way!"

"Oh yes way." The wolf girl flashed her sharp teeth as her body pulsed and swelled, growing taller but also bulkier. Those toned biceps that looked delightfully round when flexed at the right angle before were starting to stick out in a permanent, mountainous peaks. Shoulders widened, furry skin tugging at Miranda's neck which gave it a slenderer, more stylized definition. The increase of mass in her deltoid muscles eliminated the only bit of slouch in her posture, but that was also contributed to by her back. As she felt her laterals grow to rock-solid proportions, Miranda hurriedly turned around, flashing Mel with a powerful back.

The shark's pupils seemed to fill out her eyeballs. She was witnessing a spectacle unlike any other. "My friend's turning into a super swole babe...! Eeeeee...!" continued squealing echoed inside of Melanie's head. Everything about that growing amazon was amazing, and she was becoming more now!

"What do you think, Mel?" Miranda's confident smirk was evident when she turned her head and peeked back over broader shoulders. With a flex of her chiseled buttocks, Miranda gave her friend quite the gluteal display, making those rump muscles dance for their audience of one.

"Bootilicious...!" the shark yelped, cheeks flushing with color. The grip in her hands was so tight that had she been holding a tube of toothpaste there would've been a serious mess in the living room. Melanie was so excited you would think she was a toddler being kept at a distance from the ice-cream truck on a hot summer day. Eventually, Melanie's self-restraint showed to amount to about the same.

"Whoa, hey!" despite having already grown over 9ft. tall in addition to the extra muscle mass, Miranda nearly stumbled when a shark torpedo propelled herself in her direction and ended clinging to her waist, nuzzling her beefy, round ass. "I'm not done yet, jeez!"

"Don't care. Keep going!" Melanie pleaded with the biggest grin that Miranda couldn't even see. But the little one was more than successful in relaying her eagerness with how she was practically huddled up to the wolf's backside.

Miranda had always been hard at work controlling her growth powers. She dominated several aspects of it, but this was the first time she was showing Melanie a muscle-focused expansion. She couldn't blame the macrophile for going nuts over her unrefined yet very impactful new ability. "You got it," the growing lupine smirked, concentrating to let herself go. And bigger she swelled, starting to get closer and closer to the ceiling. She could feel Melanie's groping hands feeling over her expanding muscles, Miranda's build easily reaching the level of an Olympian medalist now. But that wasn't enough for either of them. Admirer and admired, they both knew larger muscles were one thing, but what they both really wanted was the entirety of that bulked up body expanding taller still!

"This is the beeeest...! I can feel you growing everywhere, Mir-Mir!" Mel nuzzled above the wolfess' butt and into her back, peppering her with kisses of affection as she was pulled higher and higher by her friend's increasing height. It wasn't long before the shortstack's legs were dangling above the floor, using all of her arm strength to keep herself a clingy passenger on the ascending wolfess.

"You've seen nothing yet!" the excited Miranda flexed her immense arms, each already twice the girth they had begun at, biceps the size of basketballs showing delightful lines of vascularity from the power coursing through them alone. With her ears brushing the ceiling, the over 10ft. tall amazon began to lean over, propping her butt up and inadvertently giving Mel's comparatively wimpy arms a break.

"Mmmph! Ooooh you're growing so big! Keep going, Mir!" Melanie cheered the wolfess on, taking the chance she was clambered over that burly back to get her arms around that waist as much as she could. "Hot dang, girl, I count an eight-pack here...!" the shark squealed out loud, squeezing her fingers down on those perfectly fluffy abs.

"I told ya! Mmnngh, I feel like I could Hulk jump through to the neighboring city!" Miranda brought her hands around, pulling Melanie off her back before hugging her in her immense arms. The wolfess' sharp fangs were making Melanie's shark teeth look dull and small by comparison. "Took a LOT to find out how to ready my body for bursts this dense and mmph!" she happily chuffed, stretching another couple feet taller. "It feels incredible being this buff while growing bigger!"

And Melanie swooned. "Mir, you look incredible! Mmm, but you know what this look is missing...?" at Miranda's raising eyebrows, the shark thrust her chest out as much as she could for emphasis, "Huge. Wolf. Boobies!"

Miranda laughed, "Oh fuck. You're always so insatiable, fish butt. Here I go, putting all strongmen in the world to shame with these guns..." she tensed up, her biceps dwarfing Melanie's head now for emphasis, "...and you can only focus on my tits."

"They're really nice ones!" Melanie confessed. Narrowing her eyes and sticking the tip of her tongue between her rows of sharp teeth, the sharkette followed: "But, bigger."

"Sheesh! For a gal with huge honkers yourself, you're pretty obsessed with others'!" Miranda gently set Melanie down while chuckling, deciding to grant her wish. Breast expansion was one of the easiest ways to focus her growth powers into. The wolf began by taking a deep breath...

"OOF!" cried out the shark as she was suddenly bowled over in an instant, buried under several hundred pounds of fluffy mammary flesh.

"Oh shit! Mel!" Miranda pulled her arms back in a curl while letting out an uncharacteristic squeak of shock. She had overdone it. Having made her bust line shoot over three times its size. The wolfess' breasts had grown so immense that each nipple capping them was just as big now as her breasts had been earlier. Acting as fast as she could, Miranda threw both of her arms into her ludicrously deep cleavage, feeling around the jostling fluff until she could distinguish a different sort of texture. "There you are!"

As she got yanked out of the immense amazon's humongous chest, Melanie draped herself over the wolfess' bust and glanced up with orbiting eyes and a silly smile. "You got the license plate of those balloons, right Mir-Mir...?" she drawled, her exposed upper half collapsing in front of the nervously smirking Miranda.

"Uhhh..." Quietly, Miranda stopped her ascension, leaving her at an impressively busty, muscle-bound 15ft. size; a far cry of her usual dimensions. She was remiss in bringing harm to her friend, especially when she was her biggest admirer! "Sorry about that, Mel," she quickly apologized, reaching to scratch behind her head, "Dunno what came over me I just..." two fingers came up to silence her; but they weren't her own.

"Kinda blew up, right?" Melanie finished for Miranda, grinning widely already. The wolf could easily follow that finned tail wagging behind Melanie; showing how excited she was already. "That was so hot."

"I just pancaked you against the floor under my..." Miranda caught herself, closed her eyes and began laughing. "Of course you would like that."

"I loved it!" Melanie corrected, reaching up with both hands to grab onto Miranda's cheeks. She pulled herself further outside that cleavage, clambering over the amazon's bust while at the same time tilting the larger woman's head down.

Face to face, Miranda's eyes widened as she suddenly felt her lips meeting comparatively smaller ones. Her cheeks began to fill with red just the same as Melanie across her. It was such a contrast, that little mouth applying such an insignificant amount of pressure suddenly felt like such a heavy force stealing all of the wolf's amazing strength. And just as like a shooting star, the sparkling kiss was over.

"Oh uhm!" Mel seemed to catch herself at the very end, her finned ears perking up as she, for once, bashfully scooted back on the wolf's titanic boobs. "Wuh-was that too much, Mir? I was..."

"Horny as hell, right?" Miranda completed the thought this time, smirking through her own embarrassed blush.

"That too!" Melanie grinned a little at the giantess.

"Of course you are... wait what?" Miranda blinked her eyes rapidly, suddenly caught off guard. She saw Melanie pull back, their size difference coupled with the wolfess' enlarged bust size giving the shark ample space to lie back on as she started unbuttoning her fast-food joint shirt. Fabric seemed to breathe in relief as the shirt slid off Melanie's arms, a black lacy bra the only thing keeping those huge shark jugs decent although deliciously squeezed together now.

"Never mind, Mir..." Melanie continued, her red bangs hiding her eyes but not reaching low enough to do the same for her wide, sharp-toothed grin. "I'm just a dumb, horny fish butt who loves big girls. And you're only my favorite big girl who's carrying me in her cleavage!"

Left speechless for a second, Miranda found no words to the shark's roundabout answer. "I uh..."

"It's not fair if you're the only one naked, is it?" the curvaceous shark unhooked her bra next, her large breasts sagging just a little without their support. The mounds' spherical and soft appearance belied the sturdiness of her skin. "And you're making me so hot and bothered, Mir. But I'm the only one touching you. Don't you want to... you know?"

The wolfess' ears seemed to smoke as they stood up at attention. Suddenly the tough girl found herself being bashful, unable to shoot a good comeback. "Er... you mean I... I mean you want me to uh...?"

"Here. I'll help you, you big dummy!" tilting her head back to look up at Miranda, Melanie revealed her bright eyes with a girlish giggle, reaching up with her arms to grab at the wolfess' snout before pulling herself back up. Only this time, Melanie shoved her naked bust up against Miranda's face.

"So unexpectedly... squishy and soft!" was the first thought of the 15ft. amazon, eyes practically bulging. Something was off to Miranda about Melanie's behavior, but this was without a doubt the first time she had actually had the pleasure of feeling her shark friend's impressive bosom firsthand. What Melanie had said was true: In most of their escapades, the one doing the touching was the shark, as Miranda, being the macro, was the one to grow. She had never once taken the chance or entertained the thought of feeling up the shark before. But Melanie had never quite been as forwards as she was being now! Despite the surprise though, Miranda couldn't say she hated this forwardness. The wolfess couldn't hide the fact she was also aroused, both from the attention and all the growing. "I'll help you out of those off-color pants, you dumb fish."

With another giggle, Melanie wiggled out of her pants as Miranda brought a claw up to begin pulling down at the sharkette's clothes. She immediately hit a snag with the tail, but Melanie pulled it out of the hole in her pants on her own. There was a tiny delay while lowering those pants over the shark's plump behind, her hips hugged by the waistband. With enough tenacity and discipline though, Miranda eventually got past the hurdle without her monstrous strength ripping everything to shreds. Pulling down Melanie's underwear in the same move, the shark was now fully nude.

"Ahh..." the redhead sighed as Miranda wasted no time using her large canine tongue to press onto and slurp up those fat shark boobs, making them jostle and wobble with each thorough tongue lashing. "You've always called them balloon tits or mean things like that, Mir. But you actually like my boobies, don'tcha?"

"They're nice and squishy. Like big stress balls, even at your size!" Miranda admitted with a smirk, a hand reaching up to push the shark up from behind, her fingers tweaking her dorsal fin to keep her steady. "You'd be able to smother my whole face with them if I was my normal size. They piss me off, you have no business having tits this big."

"Snnrk... are you confessing to being jealous?" Melanie grinned, "Of my huge knockers? My titanic milkers? My stonkin' great shark tits? My..."

"Shut it, you dorkfish!" Miranda couldn't quit laughing for a few seconds. "I'm the one who can pancake you to the ground with my giant boobs, remember?"

"Oh yeah. Do that again. Crush me, mommy!" Melanie let out such a lewd moan that Miranda went red as a tomato. Only this time, she was more than just speechless. The wolfess realized Mel was toying with her, getting her hot and bothered... and it was working.

"Hmph. Don't tempt me. Now give me those..." said Miranda before closing her mouth on the whole of Melanie's enormous breasts. She started suckling on both while the shark moaned and arched her back. Miranda's tongue danced upon both orbs, salivating upon their unexpectedly smooth scales, exploiting their tender texture and malleable surface to squeeze and toy with them just to see that cheeky shark squirm some more.

It was no secret to Miranda that she had made Melanie climax merely by showing off to her before. Growth turned Miranda on like few things in this world could, but Melanie's macrophilia was on another level. The shark drooled with heavy arousal when simply witnessing giantesses like Miranda merely expanding or doing their playful bits over the city. It only occurred to her now that she was sucking on those big shark tits with her mouth that Miranda had never quite delivered direct physical pleasure to her number one fan, always so eager to support, even worship her!

"Mmm... might make me a fan of seafood," Miranda remarked while popping those slobbered tits out of her mouth, Melanie's areolae looking red and her nipples hard and pointy from stimulation.

"Ahhh... gaahhh... what a powerful mooooouth..." Melanie's half-lidded eyes and lolled tongue were easy indicators of how easily overwhelmed she already was. Miranda could tell how swollen her friend's vulva was with one glance; she was moist down there already.

"Hey..." Miranda rumbled. Melanie could barely react, raising one eyebrow while tilting her head, feeling like a doll in the powerful mega amazon's grip. The house began to shake as the wolfess pushed herself back, smothering the couch under her monstrous bulk as she stretched and took over the living room with her back. Placing the shark atop her cavernous cleavage, the giant wolf girl shot the horny fish girl a wink. "Mommy wants some love, too."

"Then kiss me some more, you gorgeous giant." The shark girl insisted, going back in for another kiss. This time, both sides were equally active and poured more than a simple jolt of pent up lust. Kneeling upon Miranda's great bust, Melanie had a comfortable perch with which to kiss back, her claws gently kneading the wolfess' fluffy cheeks.

To someone like Miranda who didn't have it easy manifesting her true feelings, this was the perfect chance to deliver the affection on the same level she was receiving. The nascent yearning for one another was clear as day. Sharing in this tender moment together was the ideal opportunity to tear away the final barrier between two friends who were advancing into a stage of being so much more.

But to Melanie, who couldn't fight back her own urges, it was simply impossible not to continue growing more and more aroused at the aspect of their ever present size-difference. The sharkette found herself slacking in the lovely cheek-strokes, her left claw falling limp before discreetly gliding over her curves in the direction of her hips.

The shark's knees were wobbling, her thighs rubbing together so hard and intently that her fingers were soon trapped between them. Shark digits sank up her swollen womanhood, fingertips pushing her love button in order to take care of her aching loins.

It didn't take long for Miranda to realize what was going on. Melanie betrayed herself very quickly, moaning into the kiss with crystal clear horniness. But it didn't anger or otherwise make Miranda uncomfortable. This actually endeared her, almost like a pet asking for permission to do something. And who was she to deny her adorkable little fish?

The kiss ended on a soft and gentle note. They crossed eyes with Miranda curling up a teasing smile. Melanie was left gasping, red-cheeked, and soon assuaged by her friend's words: "Let's go all the way, Mel."

With no intention of wasting her chance, Melanie was quick to turn on her back and slide off the lounging wolfess' bust. She walked over Miranda's cobbled abs, giving an attractive sway of the hips to entice the wolf's eyes with that wobbling pair of ass cheeks. Miranda smirked, eager to smack those 'cheeks but realized she was going to have to hold back lest she smacked Mel through the roof. When she ended at Miranda's beefy lap, the shark knelt down over the left thigh. Powerful quads and hamstrings provided surprisingly stable accommodation with Miranda's legs spread. The inviting scent wafting up from Miranda's groin told Melanie how much they both shared in arousal right now. "Mmm... I've seen it so many times, but I can't get over how perfect it is."

"C'mon, you're gonna make me blush, dork..." Miranda was already half-way through a bright blush on her cheeks when she widened her eyes and let out squeak which was, in part, drowned by a moan of pleasure. Melanie was already touching her liberally.

The shorty's hands were going over the amazon's swollen vulva, her fingers pressing down on the wolfess' sex. "My, what a big pussy you have, gr-"

"I'll eat you right now if you finish that sentence!" Miranda threatened mid-moan. Snickering but remaining quiet, the shark pinched the rosier parts of her friend's entrance, pulling at them for further exposure. With the flower in full blossom, Melanie reached forth and, with a thumb, started pressing down upon the throbbing clit. "Nngk...!"

"Better?" the redhead poked her tongue out while glancing back at the mini-giantess. Melanie felt the beefy quads under her person quaking, following the vibrations along Miranda's legs to her curling toes. "I'd say so!"

Caught by surprise, the giantess found herself tensing up, feeling those new muscles in her arms flaring and pulsing with her heartbeat. "Better..." she gruffly said, aiming her eyes at the ceiling. Resolving to get the grumpy wolf smiling again, Melanie decided to up the ante. She added another finger to the tweaking of that red bulb, Miranda sighing and growling from the stimulation. "Nnnghh... that's better..." the wolfess added, and Melanie confirmed the validity of her friend's claim when she saw increased moistness around the entrance to Miranda's sex.

For a moment, Melanie spent her time experimenting. For all of her life spent as a macrophile, this was the very first opportunity she had been given to satisfy a giant. Seeing genitals so much larger than her own in person, being so close to its warmth, being pelted by the incessant, pervasive scent of its arousal; it as all enough to make the shark's head spin. But she couldn't allow herself to faint. Mel went to put all five fingers around Miranda's clitoris, her digits sliding over the sensitive flesh in an outwards motion before coming back in with a claw-like grasp.

"F-fuck." Miranda sighed again, her legs curling and her knees rising until they were almost halfway up to the ceiling. It was taking all of her willpower to keep her legs spread to avoid crushing the smaller fish in-between her thighs. The wolfess was no stranger to sex with another woman; she had made love at many sizes with other macros, but it wasn't often she, as a giant, had a regular person driving her up the wall this easily!

Melanie seemed intent on toying with Miranda's love-button. Even with the beefy legs closing in on her, she found a way to dive, wedging herself in-between those thighs and making her top half disappear in the muscular fluff. She trusted Miranda wouldn't snap her in two. All the shark wanted was to hear the oversized puppy whimper. "C'mon, don't you like this, Mir?" her voice came out muffled, but Miranda could hear. It wasn't a taunt; it was a plea for validation. The redhead's grasp tightened until she could get a good grip which surrounded Miranda's clit, and then the pressure started.

"Nnghhaaa...!" the wolfess pulled her arms back, knocking the couch to her right over, toppling over the cupboard to her left. She grabbed her head one of her tits, pressing her elbows to the side of each boob while gritting her fangs. The way Melanie was tugging here and there made her feel like her clitoris bulb was suddenly a videogame controller joystick. And what joy was it giving her. "Nnghh... feels so good...!" she manager to stutter out, legs vibrating. Immediately following the remark, Miranda could see Melanie's legs kicking about and her tail wagging happily above her plump rump. What was visible of Melanie was overjoyed it seemed, so Miranda could only imagine what the fish was feeling between her legs.

There was no stopping for Melanie now. Excited beyond belief, she made it her mission to bring Miranda over the edge. More familiarized with the difference in their strength, Melanie understood she would have a hard time hurting Miranda even if she tried. She still was perfectly aware this was a very sensitive spot, but now as convinced she could go a little harder on it. "These hams are so thick and powerful!" she thought to herself as she used her free hand to pull herself further in grabbing what she could of Miranda's inner thighs. With the other hand pulling at Miranda's clit, Melanie advanced to the sound of Miranda's moaning. Once she was sufficiently close, Mel started by pushing her snout against the gorged bulb, flicking her tongue over it before wrapping the nub in her mouth. And then she sucked.

"Hsss...!" Miranda's body did a spasm at the sudden change in tactic. To stop herself from crunching Melanie, she pinched a cheek with one hand and gave her nipple a harsh twist with the other, a shot of pain distracting her from the pleasant ticklishness down below. Melanie slurped and sucked, her fingers dancing upon her friend's womanhood. The horny shark received a decent squirt of juices which she finally decided to collect in a cupped hand. When Miranda felt a pause, she finally started spreading her legs open again, pressing her elbows down to push herself up to be able to peer at her worshipper over her immense bust. Then, she saw the Melanie turned around, shaking that fat butt of hers while sensually licking her fingers clean of what Miranda understood were her juices. "You really are a big perv..." the wolfess panted a little.

"Mm, guilty! So sweetly guilty." Mel grinned, "But I'm just getting started, Mir-Mir. I'm gonnaaauugh...!" she squeaked out loud, gripping Miranda's thighs as she felt herself bounce from the impact of getting finger-flicked against her ass.

"Enough foreplay, fish butt." Miranda said, shooting her friend a big smile. "It's time we move on to the main event, don't you agree? You..." she made a pause, narrowing her eyes at the little one, "...you're also horny, aren't you?"

"...spank me again!" Melanie's loud cry filled the air. Her cheeks were flushed, pupils distended, fangs exposed in a tongue-lolling grin.

At first, Miranda felt awkward. She had always known Melanie as a well-meaning yet full-blown kinkster, and it was no secret to her that, as a macro, she turned little shark on. Right now, with their shared arousal, the wolf felt like she understood her friend a little better. She twisted her wrist around, clicking her right hand index and thumb claws together. With another flick of her finger, the wolfess' ears went aflutter with the shark's cries of pleasure.

"Ahhh... guh..." Melanie stretched her arms out, heavily drooling after her wobbly bubble got struck again, "...guh-grow bigger, Mir...!"

"Bigger?" the surprised giantess repeated in disbelief, "I thought we were..." she blushed, voice going down to a murmur, "...doin' it." With a huff, Miranda raised her voice, "If I get any bigger, you'll have a rougher time..."

"Just like six feet taller!" Melanie interrupted, looking back with a certain fire in her eyes. She was panting, her vulva glistening with need, "I got an idea. Bet it'll feel amazing!"

The truth was that Miranda was pretty horny. With her level of sexual excitement, Miranda was actually containing herself from growing even larger. She always had to fight with her urge to expand, to grow greater, for fear of going beyond the limit at the wrong time. Being told so confidently to grow by her little friend always helped lift that worry. "Better be good!" she remarked, releasing some of the pent up energy she had been holding back in order to expand.

The floor below Miranda shook and vibrated as her musclebound figure stretched alongside it. She was making sure to go through a small burst of growth to avoid damaging her living room more than necessary. Melanie seemed to squeal in delight, clinging to Miranda's leg as she swelled larger and larger, her head almost ending up at the entrance to her bedroom while she had to bend her legs in a way that she didn't bowl the wall on the opposite side over. In a display of great flexibility, the thick, extremely top heavy wolfess pressed her ankles almost touching her own buttocks, her legs as spread as they could go. 20ft. tall head to toe, Miranda had finally properly crossed into giantess territory.

The even smaller looking Mel could be seen kneeling over Miranda's left leg, panting while excitedly driving a couple of fingers in and out of her wet sex. "That was so hot. Your body quakes so much when you swell. Thank you, Mir-Mir!"

Miranda's shoulders were touching the walls between the doorframe to her bedroom. She could hardly notice Mel over her gigantic bust, so she leaned up further. "Ruh-right..." the wolfess couldn't deny the sight of her attractive redhead friend touching herself wasn't making her hot and bothered. "So what was that idea...?"

For once, Melanie didn't answer with words. She already was wet with desire, and her macro crush was clearly as excited as she was. All the shark had to do was show instead of tell. Clambering over Miranda's lap, Melanie licked her lips at the sight of her lover's even larger pussy, but her target wasn't the organ itself. "Mmm, there it is, all nice and grown...!" she cooed to herself inside of her mind, roguishly smirking as she groped her hands around the lower row of abs on Miranda's front for support. She began to lower herself, taking a seat on Miranda's muff.

"What... what are you...?" Miranda felt the same exciting ticklishness from before, prompting her to slide up against the walls in an effort to look at Melanie. For a second, Miranda cursed her massive boobs currently obstructing her view, but she wouldn't visually appraise the scene below. "Nnghhaa...!" she grunted, feeling a jolt run up her from her stimulated loins.

"Mmnngh...! Ooogh. Maybe it was big enough before..." Mel admitted in a quiet voice, eyes tightly shut. She wasn't as flexible as Miranda was, but she still managed to put her legs around a good portion of the giantess' waist to keep herself from falling. Her arms complemented the workload while at the same time providing her with leverage to pull herself up and lower herself back down, rubbing that giant pussy with her rump.

"Mel what the heck...? Mmnngh... are you doing what I think you're doing...?" Miranda's arms were locked down to the floor, her body paralyzed with the rapidly increasing pleasure.

"I always wondered... ahh... what it'd be to... nnghh...!" the redhead paused, wiggling herself atop the wolf's cunt in order to get better positioned. Melanie could feel her own cunny grinding alongside the exposed flesh, but her true target had a much harder texture.

"...fuck myself on a giant clit!"

"...fucking yourself on my clit?!"

They both cried out when Mel finally managed to pop her vagina open with the bulb. It wasn't a full on penetration, but the size difference gave Melanie the equivalent of a thick thumb teasing her vagina while Miranda returned to having her clit squeezed. "Ahhhh...! I can't believe how amazing it feels...!" Mel moaned, tail hiking up as she lifted herself and sat down almost immediately, cycling shallow thrusts to prevent Miranda's giant clit from escaping.

"Ffuuuck, you crazy shaaaaark...!" Miranda found herself spreading herself on her back along the floor of her living room again, grinding the back of her head against her bedroom doorframe while squirming all over. The manhandling of her clit before had felt good but it had no comparison to the sensation of having the excited Melanie riding it like a dick. The pressure of her lover's vaginal hole squeezing down on her was enough to drive the aroused wolf crazy.

Melanie pushed herself, summoning all of the strength she was going to destine to the gym later that afternoon to this new and amazing workout. It was such an ironic sexual position: The little one was taking charge and humping the giantess while the latter could only squirm and moan. Miranda was shocked at how well this was working out; she didn't even have to move and she was having one of the best clit-fucking sessions ever! Her pussy squirted more and more juice, hitting Melanie's behind on every opportunity.

Even with her giving it her all though, Melanie was still limited by her size and the strength of an average shortstack. As much as she wanted to continue delivering and receiving carnal bliss, her little shark body was starting to ache, causing her to slow down. "Juh-just a little longer... just a little more...!" the redhead forced herself, going all out in her humping; she had to do it for her friend who was always indulging her!

Wet plaps and lewd slick noises accompanied the moaning of both female lovers. Miranda was having a hard time holding herself back, her hands reaching skyward, scratching alongside the ceiling as if finally bothered by the lack of space inside of her living room. For a moment, none of the precautions she usually took to ensure damage control seemed to apply. None of the thoughts she directed to the safeguarding of property were being entertained. For even less than a minute, Miranda wished for that tingling sensation to spread, to merge with the jolt of pleasure she was feeling throughout her giant body. But as little as that impulse lasted, it was all it took.

Miranda's house began to shake and quake all over as her head pushed into her bedroom, her feet crashing through the living room and outside. The pleasure was making her grow! And she couldn't stop it, not when Melanie was fucking her clit so hard.

And Melanie was really trying. She couldn't stop herself, especially when she felt that clit digging deeper inside of her. "Muh-Mir...?" she looked up with a half aroused, half scared expression on her face. Even the trigger of her own survival instinct, the adrenaline, was serving to fuel the shark's lust. She humped that swelling clit until it was too big to hold in, and then she began to grind her released pussy against it. Even with the impromptu growth spurt, their love-making session was not going to suffer any interruption.

Plaster and dust began to rain down around them as Miranda's tits inevitably reached the ceiling, first pressing against it and now pushing out, causing its surface to crack and fissure. Melanie felt safe with Miranda putting a hand over her and, thanking the consideration, redoubled her grinding efforts. It wasn't long before the redhead came, mixing her comparatively low-volume squirts onto Miranda's growing puddle of cum. But the wolfess had not become immune to the stimulation with her size. In fact, the bigger she got, the more receptive of touch her sex became. And inevitably, that led Miranda to her own climax shortly after Mel's.

"Nnghhaaaaaaaa...!" the wolfess' orgasm was like a giant boulder crashing through a building, causing Miranda's body to literally crash through her house as she rapidly expanded in a series of spasms. Bigger, bigger, bigger she grew, decimating not just her living and bedrooms but everything else in her house as she outgrew it. The ceiling was ejected by her tremendously titanic tits, shingles flying everywhere. Walls and windows burst apart with bricks and glass raining out into her backyard as her legs brusquely slid out.

After that explosive climax, the neighborhood was now one house short and one 50ft. tall naked wolfess lying across its foundations, wearing its remains as opportune coverings. "Gaahhh... ohhh gawd..." Miranda gasped, holding the back of her right hand to her forehead as she felt herself stronger than ever, yet still hot and eager. "Muh-Mel!" she immediately recalled. Finally able to sit up without further destruction, the busty wolfess leaned up, keeping her legs spread as she looked down. Growling at her swollen boobs, she pulled them aside and peered straight down at her lap, sighing in relief when she found a curled up shark on top of her abs. "Sorry about that, Mel. Got a little excited when you..."

"...-mazin'..." came a little mumble from below, leaving Miranda proverbially scratching her head. Melanie turned herself around, splaying out naked atop her friend's fluffy muscles. "You were amazing Miiiiiir...!" the redhead cried out happily.

Observing the way Melanie could barely do much more than lie down, Miranda understood her friend had spent all she had for the sake of them having that amazing giant on tiny sex. For their first time, the wolfess couldn't feel anything but impression and also gratitude. "No, you were amazing, fish butt." The wolfess scooped her friend up in her large paw, Melanie barely the size of a doll to her now. She dropped a smooch on the shark, lapping her up and leaving her squeaky clean. For a few moments, the exhausted shark was happy to just cuddle with her giant friend and lover.

"Best afternoon ever..." Melanie purred into the hug, squeezing her arms and nuzzling Miranda's boob as the wolf held her up to it. After a few moments of quietude however, an uneasy Miranda raised her voice from a murmur to a loud whisper.

"Mel?"

"Yes, best wolfess ever?" Melanie answered in a groggy manner; making Miranda blush at what she was about to say, since she knew the redhead was running on fumes now.

"I'm..." Miranda gulped some air before quickly saying: "Stillhorny..."

Melanie's eyes popped open. "Yuh-you are...?" she asked, a hint of disappointment in her voice. Miranda nodded, quickly adding that it wasn't Melanie's performance, but the fact all that growing had sent her hormones going wild. "I... I don't think even all the Gatorade in the world would help me right now, Mir-Mir..." the shark nervously smiled, seeming genuine in her confession. She was internally screaming since her spirit was willing but her flesh was weak and battered. "Wait... wait. Wait I think I got it!"

"What do you mean?" Miranda shook a little, tearing her eyes from a nearby water tank shaped in such a precarious manner she almost got up to her feet and went after it for in search of the relief she needed.

"I think I know just the kind of stud that can solve your 'problem', Mir! Um, help me find my phone, please...? Must be under all that rubble!" she giggled, pointing down at the remains of Miranda's home.

With one glance at the ruins below Miranda was suddenly glad she had a friend in the insurance business.

Between the giantess and her friend, they not only recovered Melanie's belongings, they also took the opportunity to clean up the disaster of Miranda's home while they waited. With phone in hand the relieved shark had put out a call to the mysterious stud, and upon being told he'd arrive within twenty minutes, macro and macrophile passed them time cleaning.

Miranda was still way too excited to make herself shrink, but her 50ft. size advantage enabled her to clear the rubble in record time, while at the same time 'nudging' back nosy neighbors who only needed one glare to be told to not ask any questions. The wolfess wasn't in the mood to be a good neighbor.

Dressed in her work uniform again, sans the cap which Melanie disliked anyway, she was stuck with sweeping duty while Miranda did the heavy lifting. The sharkette stopped, however, when she started noticing something in the otherwise empty walkway in the direction of the city. A small object was rolling their way, and Melanie had to really struggle squinting, shielding her eyes from the afternoon sun with a hand, to be able to properly make out what it was. When the realization hit her, she dropped the broom in her hands and came out into the walkway herself.

"He's here!" announced the shortstack, making Miranda turn away from the neatly stacked debris she had put away in a nearby empty lot. She wasn't a regular macro offender since she usually measured her growth, but when she did screw up, Miranda liked to make clean up crews' jobs as easy as she could. The pastime of being orderly had been a good distraction from her horniness, but certainly not enough to expend all of the physical energy she had stockpiled.

When the wolfess put her attention on the streets, she expected to see a testosterone mountain, a beefcake of incredible virility just ready to take her to heaven and back. Preemptively she licked her lips, hoping for Melanie's stud to be just what the doctor had ordered to get rid of all of that pent up arousal but... she saw nothing. "Who's here?" Miranda asked impatiently, crouching in the middle of the street by Melanie. The shark was holding a large ball in her arms. "Where'd that thing come from?" A loud honk made Miranda perk up, "And what was that horrible noise just now?"

"It's the guy who's gonna solve all your problems, Mir!" said Melanie as she tapped the cyan ball with a few prods. Upon closer inspection, Miranda could see Melanie poking at the ball's strange row of purple, stubby spikes and raised an eyebrow.

"What are you up to this time, Melanie? What kind of toy ball are you playing with right now...?"

"Not a toy! A friend-shaped friend!" Melanie announced as she held the strange ball up demonstratively. Miranda leaned her giant snout down to peek down at the shark just to humor her, flinching when she saw the ball start to move on its own, unfurling and lodging itself in Melanie's cleavage as its shape became less defined, like melting without spilling. Two beady eyes blinked open at the front, cute little nostrils showing up below the eyes followed by a couple of little fangs poking out under a slightly rounded snout. A pair of stubby arms plopped down, making Melanie's rack jostle as the blobby creature yawned. "Sorry about that Nearl, I know you like your naps. But this is an emergency!"

"...did you say Nearl?" Miranda's eyes narrowed, scrunching up her face a little.

"Oh! Do you know him? He's such a cutie! Isn't he?" the redhead giggled, giving her passenger a little shake in her boobs. Miranda looked confused and upset at the same time. "Looks like a baby seal like this, hehe!"

"Melanie why the heck did you think a perverted blob would solve my problems?" Miranda demanded.

"Aww, don't be like that, Mir-Mir! Just look at those beady lil' eyes! He totally wants to be friends!" Melanie pouted.

"He totally just wants to motorboat your shark tits, Mel." Miranda pointed out as the little creature wiggled itself deeper into the shark's cleavage.

"Heehee, can't blame him now! I got a pretty sweet rack!" Despite her words, Melanie used both hands to take Nearl out from between her breasts, holding him out. "Where do you two know each other from?"

"I knew I remembered that stupid little noise he makes with his mouth and that cute façade he puts on," Miranda rolled her eyes, "I didn't know the twerp could get even smaller. This is the 'stud' you were talking about, Mel?!"

"Hey, it's like I told ya on the phone. She's big and horny," the shark's piercing honesty seemed to blow Miranda's hair back for a moment, leaving her blushing and growling at the blob in Melanie's grasp.

Perking up at the 50ft. tall wolf's exposed fangs, Nearl immediately turned around and desperately waved his stumpy little arms at Melanie's chest, as if wanting to go back into his hiding spot. Melanie chuckled.

"And a lil' grumpier than usual," she added with a murmur, "C'mon, I don't know that many macro studs. What she needs is a masculine touch...!"

"She's scary." Nearl whimpered at Melanie in plight. Before the shark could respond though, Nearl began vibrating. His blobby body seemed to stretch, the stubby arms growing out into fully articulated limbs with three fingers at their ends. The end of his body elongated into a tail, with the bottom being lifted by a pair of legs with three-toed feet. Nearl's snout gained definition, his head becoming slightly separated from his body yet still appearing glued together. "...and sexy," he admitted to Melanie without looking away from her.

Observing the transformation, Melanie had to hook both hands under Nearl's little arms as he went from the size of a baby seal to an anthropomorphic toddler's. She actually huffed, trying to hold him up even with his heavier weight. "Suh-see? He thinks you're sexy! And..." Melanie paused, hitting upon a realization. "That made him bigger! C'mon, Nearl. Don't you wanna get bigger for my friend? ...for me?" she winked.

Nearl perked up, seeing Melanie tug at her shirt which made her enormous breasts wobble. The little guy squirmed a little, shuddering and wagging his stubby little tail. "Ahhh-guh..." he twitched, tongue lolling out.

"There we go, good boy!" Melanie said, turned to Miranda and launched Nearl up like a basketball. "Catch, Mir-Mir!" The little guy's beady eyes went wide as he suddenly found himself flying up, his stubby arms and legs flailing as he, for a moment, hung eye-level with the crouching Miranda. The flat, unamused stare he got seemed to freeze him in mid-air. He went splat on the ground upon landing. "B'aww, Mir! You had to catch him!"

"He looks much better as a stain in the pavement, though," Miranda said with a little snicker. From the puddle of blobby mass, Nearl reemerged with a sad, pathetic honk.

"Oof, that kinda hurt..." the plush-like guy grunted, his eyes spinning a little but settling down once Melanie collected him in her arms again.

"Aww, you don't have to be so mean, Mir!" Melanie was giggling once she understood Nearl hadn't hurt himself.

"Mean? You don't just casually call guys studs," Miranda raised an eyebrow, "Which means he introduced himself as such to you. Can't trust that dumb face." Melanie was starting to detect a bit of tension in the air. She was afraid to ask again what these two's first meeting could have been like, so she went for the pragmatic approach.

"B-but I've actually seen it, Mir!" Melanie cut in, "He can get really, really big!"

"That's right! I can get reeeeal big!" Nearl put his arms out demonstratively, smirking towards the giantess who only returned a snarl.

"Still waiting to see real big, quote, stud, quote." Miranda folded her arms impatiently, her tail thumping the streets.

"Right! Uhm... I might be a little new at this..." the cyan creature nervously laughed, "And I just woke up and aaaaall..."

"Mel, I'll just go fuck myself on the water tank across the neighborhood."

"Wait, wait!" the shark tried, "I just didn't know what causes it so I didn't know how to start him off... well, y'know, big! But what if you, y'know, give him a treat to get him really excited? Then you'd have your stud! Isn't that right, Nearl?" she looked down at the shorty, giving his head a gentle rub. With another tail wagging, Nearl seemed to agree.

"A treat, huh?" Miranda asked Melanie, seemingly outright ignoring the blobby creature. "What do you have in mind?"

"Well..." a tint of red appeared on Melanie's cheeks, but she was bold enough to say: "Maybe a little bit of extra... caboose?"

"Who is this treat for, exactly?" Miranda seemed amused for a change, but the idea appeared to be alright with her. Surprised by the compliance, the upset Nearl cranked his short neck backwards as he saw Miranda turn around, lean forwards and down on her hands before sticking her large rump out.

"Oh yeah..."

"Oh wow..."

Between Melanie and Nearl, their panting couldn't have been hornier when the wolfess' ass cheeks started taking on a bubblier shape. Rubbery noise filled the air as Miranda's backside grew on its own, although her hips widened just a little to compensate. The bigger the wolf ass grew, the more the redhead and the little guy became entranced.

Soon, Melanie had to let go of Nearl, who was starting to get heavier again. He was changing once more, his limbs lengthening, arms and legs becoming properly articulated. The thick toes at his feet became slightly slender, developing talons at the end with two fingers were added to each of Nearl's hands, granting him opposable thumbs. His torso became stylized, with a defined pelvic region below and shoulders to support his arms with. As his tail became considerably longer, its tip reached the floor and kept going for a few inches. He had almost doubled in size already, only two feet shorter than Melanie herself now.

Finally, Nearl's neck elongated, properly separating his head from the rest of his body. His face became less feral, gaining humanoid visage with a rounded snout and craggy scaly features that resembled facial hair behind his cheeks, on his eyebrows and then a bed of hair atop his crown. The lizard-like humanoid gave Miranda's show an audible growl of approval.

"Wow! You did it Mir! Look at him, he's so much bigger already...!" Mel sang the praise, and Miranda didn't stop; if this worked, she wanted it to work to her favor already. She was done waiting. "Wuh-whoa..." the shark brought her attention back to the wobbling, giant ass cheeks symmetrically bouncing together. It was enough to give Melanie a tail-boner, even though she was still physically exhausted.

Similarly, the three-foot-tall Nearl was growing progressively more aroused and with every passing second of the big booty show, that was only making him grow. His humanoid physique further developed as he gained inch after inch of height, muscles gaining definition, especially on the white scaled parts of his body: Abs popping out, pectorals pushing smooth scales; even his neck getting burlier as a result. While the features of Nearl's face became spikier, the bright cyan color of his scales seemed to drain into a sky-blue.

Melanie felt like she had to keep her distance when she realized the once shrimpy little kobold had grown into a proper dragonoid, now towering over her at 6ft. tall. "Thu-that's a lot closer to the picture you sent me..." the sharkette bit her lips, growing excited herself as the elevating Nearl stopped changing his features but didn't stop expanding at all.

With every patient twerk of that wolf booty, with every clap of those gloriously fattened up cheeks, the light-blue dragon winced and grunted, his squeaky voice starting to gain depth. Hormones rushed from the now exposed sac between his legs, setting his loins on fire. The lizard-like pouch at his groin then opened, revealing Nearl's manhood which flopped right on top of his thighs; a human-like shaft of soft pink color.

"This is for Miiiiir..." Melanie told herself, thinking the best course of action was to let the two macros have their fun. However, a lustful glint remained in her eye as she set her phone camera up to record.

And Nearl continued to grow. Almost in tandem with his rising, lengthening shaft, his body shot upwards of 10ft., 15ft. 20ft! Each time he swelled, his musculature became even more defined, evolving into a chiseled build. 30ft. tall! His eyes were easily level with Miranda's raised tail. "What a hot..." his thicker, large claws moved forwards with grabby motions, drool practically pouring out of his maw. However, the moment he took a step forwards, Nearl found himself knocked back, slugged by Miranda's swinging hips as she shuffled around. "Waugh...!"

As Nearl hit the floor with a great tremor, Miranda observed him with great interest yet a critical eye. While he was floored and she was crouching, her immense boobs still loomed over Nearl, shading a good portion of his lower body. Miranda got a good look of Nearl's buff physique: Lacking when compared to hers, but definitely more her type when it came to men. Pulling back in order to be able to look below Nearl's musclebound torso, Miranda satisfied her eyes with a glance over the erecting phallus sticking out from Nearl's groin. The giant dragon's height seemed to have topped off at 40ft. tall, with his hard on reaching an overly proportional 10. Nearl's dick was so big that the far away Melanie couldn't help herself from drooling, centering the filming on that penis that was so much larger than she was tall! With the buff male being so hung, Miranda seemed almost pleased. "That's more like it." She finally said without looking too excited.

"Are you excited now?" Nearl asked while leaning back on his powerful arms. The asphalt of the street cracked under the weight of his claws. Noticing the paused fixation of Miranda's eyes on his twitching member, the dragon was taking the chance to further put himself on display. As he spread his legs, a large pair of balls breathed fresh air, spilling down onto the ground and allowing Nearl's massive cock base to neatly rest over the swollen 'nads. "I've got a lot to please you, you know." He was wearing a cocky smirk that didn't escape Miranda's notice.

The wolfess, however, returned the sensual expression with skepticism. She couldn't have been less amused, in fact. "Okay, you beady-eyed dork. You're gonna be the one to please me, huh?" Crawling closer, the difference between them was made clear to Nearl. He had stopped growing at the 40ft. tall mark, meaning not only was Miranda still the larger one, but those titanic boobs were already taking over the top of his legs as she practically pinned him down.

Nearl twitched up a little, the start of his confident streak ending a little too quick. Even with all of her grumpiness, the wolfess' eyes were unmistakably full of lust. However, the suddenly shy giant couldn't properly make eye contact. He tried scooting back, but Miranda crawled faster than he could pull back, his ass taking up the walkway as she properly pinned his arms down, her chest spreading over his torso as she forced him to lock eyes with her. "Um...!"

"You got pretty big." Miranda finally cracked a smile, but her furrowed brow told Nearl not to push his own luck. Her tail was swishing from left to right, her hips involuntarily wiggling as her thighs rubbed together; it had been quite a while since she'd had a well- endowed man so close to her. She was disappointed with Melanie's choice, but she could hardly hold her raging desire for a good impalement any longer. Leaning in, putting her snout right next to the side of the dragon's head, she murmured against the male macro's inner ears: "I'll let you fuck me. But let me tell you right now: If you dare pull out, I'll destroy you."

"Yes ma'am!" the nervous Nearl immediately acquiesced, his cry cracking into a swift whimper. Miranda seemed satisfied with the answer, getting off Nearl and standing up. For a brief moment, the black beads on the dragon's face seemed to bulge out as he saw Miranda's swollen vulva for the first time; every angle until then and the growth of her plump derriere having hidden the wolf's pussy. It was exposed and moist, possible fed up with waiting which explained why the grumpy wolf was being extra harsh on him. Nearl valued his life however, and didn't make one comment.

The neighborhood quaked when Miranda sat down on the street, leaning back while supporting herself on her palms. With her arms pressed against the sides of her bust, those gigantic fluffy jugs stuck out even more prominently. With her legs spreading out, her presented pussy looked mighty inviting.

Nearl had switched to his knees, sitting up at attention like an obedient schoolboy being given instruction. His colossal dick stuck out ahead of him, twitching madly with arousal. But he didn't make a move, instead clenching his fangs and offering Miranda his unyielding cooperation.

"Get a move on, twerp!" the impatient wolfess barked, humping the air once and cracking the asphalt with her ass. Nearl practically jumped. He hurried on over, making what few nearby parked cars bounce in place as he stomped close to his fellow giantess. After kneeling in front of the presenting wolfess, the heavily aroused dragon's first instinct was to grab hold of her legs, aiming to pull them off the ground for a vigorous fucking. However, Miranda's size advantage and extra muscular weight made even his beefy arms have trouble lifting the entirety of her lower body. After the futile first attempt, and with a sheepish smile, Nearl blushed and instead rested his hands on her burly thighs, at least managing enough force to further spread Miranda's legs out. She seemed pleased, smirking down at him in a teasing way.

"Hmph... I'm a big boy..." the dragon murmured to himself, feeling the challenge in that cocky expression. Nearl's massive dong twitched above the wolfess, hints of pre showing as the liquid bubbled over the glans and started dripping down onto her unbelievable eight-pack. She was too big, too heavy to manhandle, but he could fix that! He started to focus on growing, expanding his body to give himself a chance. Continuing on from 40ft. tall, Nearl grew taller and taller, sliding up against Miranda.

The sight of Nearl's huge, throbbing meat growing ever closer to her chest gave Miranda the indication that he was making himself larger. But she wasn't in the mood to be matched, let alone outgrown. Her legs snapped together around Nearl, scissoring him between them. "Cute." She said, "But you don't want to cross that line. Now be a good boy, quit trying to flex the macro muscles and FUCK. ME. ALREADY."

"YES!" cried Nearl all too quickly, "I'm a good boy, sir ma'am sir!" The scare had mixed results. On the one hand, he had stopped growing just 5ft. under Miranda's height, but his member was still rock hard and twitching, more eager than ever for some action. Encouraged by Miranda's roar, he basically threw himself forwards, landing hand first on the wolfess' boobs. He groped hard, making Miranda gasp as he hurriedly sought to support himself while he mounted her. As she released the lock of her legs he worked on aligning his hips. Nearl hissed as his dick rubbed against Miranda's abs, pulling back until he could angle himself the proper way. He brought a claw down from her right boob to squeeze the base of his twitching member, at least until he could begin insertion.

Miranda could feel his eagerness. At that moment their arousal was matched. Easing herself, she began to relax and let the giant male mount her. She closed her eyes, grunting a little once she felt the tip of his manhood sliding in. Her folds eagerly welcomed Nearl's member inside, the hole squeezing down greedily around the dragon's engorged shaft. Again, the legs locked around Nearl, but this time without the intention to squeeze him into paste. The pressure helped Nearl sink himself easier into the horny wolf girl and soon, her hardened growls were devolving into moans of pleasure.

In a similar way, Nearl could feel his member getting squeezed down, tightness the likes of a vice surrounding his solid organ. The tip was already hosing down Miranda's insides with pre-seminal fluid, a flood which was pushed forth by the advancing meat which was also acting like a plug. "Fuh-feels so good..." the dragon's beady eyes clenched shut as a result of the mixture between pain and pleasure. He could only grunt when his tip met resistance at the cervix, which forced him to stop pushing.

Unlike with Melanie, Miranda could actually feel the slightly shorter male's weight on top of her. Had Miranda not found Nearl to be infuriatingly annoying, she would've considered the desperate way in which he was squeezing her breasts to be adorable. The truth was all the accumulated arousal had made her desperate, but she wasn't going to give that dork the satisfaction of hearing her say it. "Good job," she however gave him the A for effort and for being obedient. "Now get ready to hump!"

"Mmpph..." Nearl pushed against the massive tits, his knees brushing against Miranda's thighs as he pulled away for a couple of seconds. Of the dozen feet worth of dick inside of his partner, Nearl had managed to stuff eight inside of her. He removed only one foot of meat, still was dreading Miranda's earlier threat. And so he immediately went back, forcing himself to the limit once more. "Ahhh... suh-so warm..." he moaned as he pulled again only to quickly come back in, completing a shallow set of thrusts that soon gained rhythmical pace.

Miranda sighed, closing her eyes and finally relishing the action her loins had been aching for. As her inhibitions lifted so did the giantess' care for public property. As Nearl humped her, her claws dug into the asphalt under. With each thrust, cum oozed out of the tiny spaces between Nearl's meat and her tunnel, spreading sexual juices over the street.

They fucked hard, saying little outside of pleased groans and horny growls. Miranda let herself go, finding strangely high levels of satisfaction in getting fucked by the size-shifter twerp even with her clear disdain for him. Her hips matched his pelvic thrusts, enabling Nearl to hump with greater ease. Miranda could feel large volumes of pre hitting her cervical walls, the mess of sexual fluids inside of her depths making it even easier to slide in and out even faster. The friction from the giants' frenzied genital mashing and the physical exertion was starting to get hot enough to make them both sweat. Nearl in particular had begun sweating, making his light blue and white smooth scales glisten under the noon sun.

The giant dragon was getting close. He was stifling his own moans by clenching his fangs together, but couldn't stop those aroused growls. His humping became erratic, slipping against Miranda and starting to miss his beats against the wolfess' insisting humps. "Duh-don't stop now...!" Miranda barely allowed herself a whimper, her own lust-addled mind too excited to bother keeping up appearances by now.

"Cuh-can't... go on... can't..." Nearl trembled, whimpering himself as he held onto Miranda's breasts, feeling himself bouncing onto the horny wolfess' pelvis. "I'm gonna...!" he cut himself off with a loud moan and his final thrust. With his glans practically kissing the very end of Miranda's walls, Nearl began to blow his load. His muscular body twitched, his bulky arms pulling on the wolfess' tits as he buried his face on that cleavage. He was muffling his moans with the fluffy marshmallow heaven in front of him.

In a similar manner, the blast of jizz hitting her walls was the last bit of necessary stimulus for Miranda. She seized up, her cunt squeezing down tight around Nearl's penis, milking it for all it was worth. Her orgasm hit her like a truck, although unlike Nearl, the exciting jolt jump-started another growth spurt. "Ohhhhh... YEEEESSSSS!"

"Glk-guh... whu...?!" a confused Nearl honked into the swelling breasts as the 50ft. tall Miranda started expanding in every direction all of a sudden. He was surprised at the liberating sensation when Miranda's once tight tunnel became increasingly looser. Her mons stared pushing him up, quickly dislodging the male off her pussy. Nearl whimpered as her tits grew farther and farther away from him, ending atop Miranda's ever enlarging abs.

The wolfess exploded with size, the neighborhood streets and front yards rapidly running out of space to accommodate her. Over 100ft. tall, Miranda was getting closer and closer to hitting her head onto the house of her neighbor across the street. Her feet slid into the ruins of her own house. "Mnnghh! Yes! Ohh... so good! So big...!" the wolfess cried out, squirting more juices out as she grew and grew. It wasn't long before her body doubled in size, her orgasmic excitement pushing her over the edge and releasing even more out of control energy from within.

Her buff arms spread out, razing asphalt and tiles from the walkway, burying more and more front yards. Wooden fences snapped under way more weight than they could even hope to stop. Fortunately vacated houses were made to disappear under Miranda's ever increasing bulk, leaving it all hidden under curvaceous and muscular fluff.

Excited as she had been with the entire development, the voyeur Melanie found herself reacting with fear and shock when all of a sudden her giant friend's legs shot past her, narrowly missing her, yet quickly starting to approach from the side. "Gah!" the shark cried out. Nearl was starting to look small next to Miranda already, but that only meant Melanie was minuscule next to them! Having no time to run away, the shark put her phone away and hopped up, grabbing at the strands of fur on Miranda's legs as a way to cling for dear life. "Yikes! Videogame QTEs don't train you for this...!"

Miranda was lost amidst a sea of raging hormones. The powerful orgasm had ransacked her brain, leaving her a panting, swelling giantess who couldn't tell who or what she was smooshing underneath her. She got bigger and bigger still, covering an entire block and then some as she burst up all the way up to 300ft. tall. It was at that point that her sexual climax seemed to finally ebb and, with the intensity vanishing, so too did control return to the wolfess who in the end stopped expanding.

Sitting at Miranda's abs, Nearl slowly found his footing again, surprised that he was suddenly so incredibly outsized again. With Miranda being so enormous, the difference in size made her titanic boobs look even juicier to him; they looked appetizing to him but his dick was at half-mast, clearly spent from his own orgasm. His incredulous beady eyes blinked slowly, forehead visibly sweating and tail shaking nervously; he was unsure of what to say or do. The scent of Miranda's arousal was still going strong.

Miranda gradually sat up. Messy hair bangs covered her face for a moment before a lustful glint seemed to give an unnatural shine to her eyes. She was grinning, her tail wagging. Nearl's heart seemed to skip a beat as he was shoved on his back, Miranda looming over him as she crawled on all fours towards him; those gargantuan breasts squishing down the asphalt. With a large clawed finger tracing a line from his thick pectorals all the way down to his twitching member, Miranda purred out: "Get bigger."

"Nngh..." the dragon felt a shiver run up his spine. He was running on fumes at this point. Nearl couldn't get bigger, he was trying to grow, but couldn't summon the strength for it. He gulped. "I um... I can't..."

"What?" the wolfess narrowed her eyes, her tail going from a wag to a heavy thump against the ground which sent a fissure traveling across the neighborhood. Miranda began to growl, causing Nearl to scoot away and bring a hand up while nervously grinning.

"Uh I mean! I probably could with um... a little bit of... assistance...?" the male giant proposed, although he had no good idea on what to do. Before he could even open with a discourse however, he saw Miranda's shadow looming over him, covering him completely. She was standing above him, lording her almost 250ft. of extra size on him. That musclebound, curvy wolf's pussy was still dripping juice; its greater size having made his fat load a droplet in an ocean of clear female cum.

"Need some help, huh?" Miranda rested her hands on her incredible hips, starting to smile. She remembered exactly what had helped Nearl grow before, and she knew exactly what she was going to use for it. She turned around, lifting her tail and hiking her tremendous bubble up with an eager shake. Before she got those 'cheeks clapping though, she thought it through and snorted.

With one glance downwards, she could easily tell the smaller giant was still terrified of her. One the one hand, Miranda thought: "Good." But on the other, that floppy meat was in need of something extra; something that her usual intimidating act wasn't supplying. Melanie came to mind; that dorky shortstack always sucking up to people bigger than her always knew what to say to get her going. "Heyyyy..." she spoke sweetly with an almost hushed tone. Miranda stuck her ass out even more while leaning forwards and cheekily peering back at the confused Nearl below.

Nearl gasped, but made no other noise from the shock. That husky, commanding voice had gained a higher, almost girlish pitch that both unsettled him and piqued his curiosity at once. Miranda was coquettishly nibbling on one of her nails, giving him a mischievous look while her free claw grabbed at and kept her tail swishing over her butt by the base.

Miranda laid down some extra saccharine with an enticing wink, "Ooooh, you're a big boy, aren't you? Heehee...! Aren't you going to show me an even bigger, better time, big boy?"

To Melanie, a DJ's record had just scratched into silence. She had still been holding on to her massive friend's leg fur when she heard Miranda use a sweet voice she had never heard before in her life. Her eyes looked blank and disturbed. Nearl was little different. For a moment, it seemed like they had bought it, but almost in unison they both spoke out their thoughts together:

"She's so bad at this..."

"She's not cutting it..."

"Too forced..."

"Needs to be more sincere..."

"What's with that giggle...?"

Nearl flinched when he realized he could see one of Miranda's ear twitch; indicating she had heard even his muttered criticism. Her coquettish grin was now clearly baring her sharp fangs, her right eye intermittently twitching. Before things went south quick though, Melanie decided to intervene.

The small shark slid down on Miranda's leg, kicking herself off once she was level with Nearl's knees. "Oof!" she grunted, throwing her arms to clutch onto the cyan dragon's kneecap. "I... I need some more exercise..." she panted. "Hey, stud-muffin! Little help?" she waved at Nearl, who plucked her up nervously and diligently followed her directions to set her atop his snout. "There you go! Look Mir! You've got him real excited!" she exclaimed, crawling on Nearl's snout, shaking her butt in front of his eyes while pointing down at his giant, twitching member.

Paying attention to the blushing dragon's manhood, Miranda scoffed at her friend. "Even with how_forced_ my performance was?" she turned her snout up with a resounding "Hmph! 's what I get."

"No no! I just uh... I meant it really works well when it's _two_cute girls going at it at the same time!" Melanie hurriedly explained, turning to Nearl and unbuttoning her shirt to spill even more of that sharky cleavage for an up-close teasing. "Isn't that right, you juicy mega dragon stallion...?" the redhead playfully poked her tongue out while winking and nudging her breasts out at Nearl.

Melanie had to grab hold onto Nearl's snout when he rapidly began to nod in agreement, his arousal elevated even though the shortstack was exceedingly small for him to be able to do anything.

"Juicy mega- Mel that's even more hammed up! What the hell?!" Miranda roared, suddenly stomping the street with such force the dragon left the ground for a solid two seconds before landing back down.

"Well, it is working!" Melanie giggled, "Nothing like appealing to a guy's manhood if that's what you wanna get big!"

"I was doing just fine, my own way..." Miranda stood up straight, folding her arms and huffing extra loud again. "I'll just bury him under my ass like I was going to do!"

Nearl's eyes were close to popping out of their sockets when he saw that fattened up wolf butt swaying as it approached him, its cheeks clapping for him. The motion was so hypnotic his head started swaying along, his balls starting to swell as his member's virility was renewed. However, Miranda was impatient and wasn't going to wait until he grew. "Oh God..." Nearl gasped, hardly having any time to brace before the female titan sat down on him.

With a gasp of surprise, Melanie hardly had any time to react before that ass came down on the giant she was riding. Support time was over; all she could do was hope her grip strength didn't fail her as she gripped onto Miranda's butt fur.

Houses seemed to shoot up several dozen feet off their foundations before being pulled down by gravity, some miraculously remaining intact while the others were hopelessly demolished by the impact. The 300ft. tall Miranda wasn't going to wait; she was going to give him a close encounter with her massive ass that he loved so much.

Nearl couldn't concentrate on making himself grow. His dick on the other hand not only came to back to life, throbbing and twitching in that butt crack which Miranda had so accurately wedged it into, but it was growing harder and bigger still. Even though he couldn't make himself even more of a giant for her, his legs were getting spread as his balls inflated and his shaft lengthened, making his third leg quite the literal one. "Nnghhaaa... can't control it...!" whined the comparatively little stud, his claws smacking Miranda's ass cheeks as if to bring attention to his awkward situation.

But Miranda didn't care. She needed more dick; she needed a giant dick. It didn't matter if it was attached to a giant or not. After wedging the overly hung Nearl into her ass, she began to rock her hips, not stopping at merely sliding her ass cheeks onto his body, but dragging him on the wrecked ground with that fat rump of hers. Miranda was panting hotly, feeling his member growing and pushing aside her ass cheeks; she judged it already had doubled its original size, but she needed more.

Slamming her hands down, the desperate Miranda hiked her ass up for the briefest of moments, pulling on Nearl's epic cock and slammed her butt down on it. The oversized pink sausage went up in-between the inter-gluteal crease, coming out at the topside, neatly hugged by those hefty rump cheeks. And then she began to twerk it.

Caught between Miranda's soft ass cheeks, Nearl could do little else but watch his manhood growing out of his control. All the effort he was trying to put in making himself bigger was working, but not the way he had intended! He was soon so massively hung that his cock was over half as tall as he was and it simply continued to get bigger. And bigger. And bigger! Miranda was roaring at it to grow, hot-dogging it tightly until it was just a few feet bigger than its owner; a perfectly huge fit for a massive gal like her.

"Ahhh... guhhhh... this is... too much...!" Nearl cried out, but Miranda wasn't concerned with his needs. He saw her briefly stand up again only to align herself with his dick. He saw her put both of her hands on the shaft, keeping it straight up; that rocket ship practically jutting out of his groin, making the rest of him look absolutely tiny. As Miranda spun around, she cast one lust-crazed glare down at Nearl, his tip kissing her eager vulva. "Wuh-wait...! You're not gonna...?!"

Again. He went squish as Miranda impaled herself on his macro dick. Nearl disappeared under giant wolf bulk as the horny wolfess started riding him cowgirl in the middle of the devastated neighborhood. A 50ft. tall dragon with a 60ft. long, exceptionally thick dong was being used like a fuck toy, and Miranda was going all out. Battered and exhausted, all Nearl could do was take it as he felt himself sink against the ground with each powerful hump of that desperate lupine.

Miranda was awash with pleasure again. Her inhibitions were shot and all she could do was relish the sensation of her cunt being stretched again by an incredibly thick cock. Her pussy was virtually drenching, bathing Nearl in juice. She rode him for over fifteen minutes of relentless giant action, sunlight not reaching him anymore once she had literally fucked him into the ground. They came together, but Nearl didn't get to see much more than what he guessed were Miranda's muscle-bound thighs soaking up what little light could reach him. The mind-blowing pleasure had numbed all of his pain.

The giantess let out a howl of pleasure which resonated across the entirety of the neighborhood, waking up any neighbor who had yet to hear of their macro neighbor going cavewoman on a much smaller although heavily endowed male. Miranda rolled forwards, finally exhausted after taking that second load. She was feeling so sexually gratified that she expanded only a little over 100 extra feet of height, finishing to bury her partner under her bulk. "God that was fucking great..." she finally murmured out.

"I... I'm so glad he seems like he's made out of stern stuff..." Melanie's voice came from nearby. Miranda's ear twitched, her snout turning a little to the left only to find her tiny shark friend crawling on her shoulder.

"Oh hey, Mel. Got off to that?" Miranda lazily grinned, still a little drunk off her sexual high so she was sounding a lot softer.

"...about five times yes." The shark cleared her throat after a rapid-fire murmur, "I didn't think you had that much energy pent up in you, Mir! You uh... really gave my stud a poundin'!"

"He's no stud," Miranda shrugged, waving at the air dismissively, "But he makes a good toy for a twerp, I guess. Hey, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Oh?" Melanie perked up, odd to hear the wolfess making requests.

"You got your phone on you, right?" Miranda asked. Receiving a nod, she followed up: "Call you-know-who. I think uhh..." she looked around the devastated block her giant relations had left, "...I'll need some big help with remodeling; it's not just my house after all. I might also have to skip out on town for a few weeks."

Glancing down to the ruined asphalt, the yards, the houses, Melanie met Miranda's pleading gaze with a sheepish smile and a quick nod. "I agree, probably a good decision, teehee. You usually don't go this hard, girl. But then again, it was our first time together sooo... did I excite youuuuuu...? Oof!" Melanie's perverted grin was hidden alongside the rest of her as Miranda pushed her down with a thumb.

"Focus, fish butt." Miranda demanded, immediately releasing the pressure.

"Um..." a squeaky voice went unheard from several feet underground. "Anyone out there...?"

It had been a few days since the incident back home. Miranda knew she had wrecked a chunk of her neighborhood and even though the contractors were filling their pockets with work and her contacts' macro cleaners were being given jobs, her neighbors were understandably less than pleased with her unbridled romp. The only thing she hadn't apologized for was Nearl having to get dug out of the street with a scoop loader. The twerp was probably fine, anyway.

Getting away from the local commotion was all that was in Miranda's mind in the end. After making one call to a friend a few towns over, she had arranged a small vacation to give herself breathing room.

"This way, dear." A husky voice directed a 200ft. tall Miranda, the wolfess waddling through tall buildings while taking care not to step on vehicles or pedestrians. She was still buff, but her curves had readjusted to their usual levels. A giant black triangle-top bikini snugly put her cleavage on display while simultaneously keeping her decent.

Miranda didn't usually wear clothes when gigantic, but she could certainly appreciate having the opportunity to be fashionable for an outing to the beach. "Thanks for lending me the swimsuit, Maenne," she said to her friend who she was following. "It's a great fit."

Maenne was a perfect match for Miranda's height, being 200ft. tall herself. "I would be loath to have you visit our fine beaches without the proper ensemble, Miranda." The poodle paused her sauntering steps to turn her head and glance back with a narrow-eyed smile, graciously batting one of her draping ears behind her shoulders. The city's buildings appeared tiny to the pristine, white-coated poodle.

Unlike Miranda, the domestic canine woman was naturally curvier, soft and fluffier than the muscular wolfess. Maenne's head fur gave the impression of short ruffled hair, with long droopy, fluff-tipped ears acting like the pig-tails of her hairdo. "Now, how about we put some pep to that step, sweetheart? I know it was a bit of a walk from uptown, but our feet are almost to the warm sands." She sang out pleasantly, turning back to the streets. She walked with a graceful, feminine gait which brought attention to her wide hips and exceptionally thick thighs; contrasting with her comparatively diminutive waist. Her chest was on the larger side, notably plumper than Miranda's and no less thought-provoking in the same style black triangle-top. To Miranda, it was a relief being with another macro so sure of herself as she was.

"Et voilà." Maenne said, emerging from the concrete jungle into the sandy shores of the ocean-side coast. White sands warming up under the morning sun welcomed the bikini-clad giantesses. "Isn't it wonderful? The waters are a beautiful crystal blue this time of year." The poodle rested a hand on her supple hips, twisting just a little in Miranda's direction while snapping her fingers to gesture at the shore with a tilt of her pointy snout.

"Mmm." Miranda appeared pleased, wriggling her toes through tons of beach sand. "Place looks great. And the sun feels delicious!" she brought her bulky arms up and flexed them in a double bicep pose, smirking down at the other, normal-sized beachgoers stunned by her and Maenne's appearance. "Haven't been to the beach in a while. Don't really come here much, especially not this big!"

"Ah, don't let our size worry you, dear. This is a macro sanctioned beach. Not all of my fellow city giants like sharing it with the darling little ones," the poodle shrugged, carefully stepping forth, her fluffy white tail swishing from side to side. "But to those that do, I know it's still too early, ha ha."

"Hmph." Miranda relaxed her muscles, following after the poodle while minding her step. "I guess that's why the place isn't packed yet, macro or not. Was making me wonder why they seemed so cool with us just shaking the place up!"

"Most of them aren't just 'cool' with it, Miranda," Maenne put up a hand in front of her giggling mouth, "They relish our presence here. And yet, they are with enough sense not to be too invasive."

The mental image of an overexcited Melanie doing springboards into her cleavage made Miranda cringe. "I know some people like that back home."

"Speaking of which," Maenne stopped a few giant steps away from the shore, turning to face Miranda again, "You said you needed asylum for a spell while 'things settled down' back there, didn't you? A scandal, perhaps?" the poodle smirked teasingly.

"Something like that." Miranda dodged, but quickly reconsidered; she knew Maenne was the prying type, but after she was so nice didn't feel like hiding the details. "Might want to sit down if you wanna hear about it, Maenne."

"Splendid!" said the poodle, lifting her tail and doing a perfect 90 degree forwards bend before crouching, sitting down and crossing one leg over the other in a lady-like manner. "I was hoping to catch up with you, dear."

Miranda held her hand out as Maenne tossed her something she had been carrying in her spacious cleavage. "What's this little bottle?" asked the wolf, leaning in to smell the opaque container, finding a hint of fruity sweetness mixed with coconut. "Conditioner? There's gotta be dozens of gallons in here..."

"My luscious coat doesn't take a break from its daily care, Miranda, not even while I'm giant." Maenne leaned back, crossing her legs over again. With a smile, she ran a hand through the fur of her crossed leg, her fingers traveling from the ankle up to her thigh. The limb grew fluffy for all of two seconds before it matted down back to perfection again. "You don't mind applying my conditioner while you regale me with your escapades of late, do you, darling?"

With a small chuckle, Miranda approached Maenne and knelt down. "I'd like that." She said. Other than basic hygiene, Miranda had never thought to care for her wolf coat with any specific product. She was both impressed and curious, and helping Maenne with applying conditioner was certainly going to make it less boring to recount what had happened back home.

Seven minutes in, Miranda was kneeling behind Maenne running her hands over the poodle's slender back. As Miranda ran her fingers up and down on Maenne's shoulders and arms, she told her about Melanie and Nearl, and the mess she had made by allowing herself to grow far too big without holding back. Without filter in her words, Maenne's pretty face was assaulted by red color when the narration reached the lewder details.

"Oh my. How scandalous, dear..." Maenne put a palm in front of her mouth, hiding an expression of disbelief. "And you did that in the middle of the suburbs, you say?"

Miranda snickered as she applied more conditioner lotion on her hands, tending to Maenne's lower back next. "My power goes explodes when I get really excited. I'm usually in control, but sometimes, especially lately, I just can't seem to..." her fingers squeezed down on Maenne's tail base and her right buttock, "...hold it back."

With a yip of surprise that made her fur stand on end, Maenne scooted forwards, away from the firm grab. "I see..." the poodle huffed, batting Miranda's hand off her tail. "A little gentler, darling. Let me lie down." With a renewed smile, Maenne turned around and sat up on her knees, holding an arm under her prodigious bust while casting her gaze downwards. "Run along now, dears," the giantess told some tiny beachgoers who had stopped to take in the view. Her smile growing into a smirk, Maenne teased her admirers by bringing an arm up, elbow knocking her breasts together into gratuitous jiggling while she dragged her fingers over her luscious white coat covering her head, "Mommy doesn't want to hurt you by accident."

"Of course...!"

"Thank you!"

It was odd to see tinies responding to anything but intimidation. Miranda was impressed with Maenne when with a couple of sweet, sultry words that poodle got her way much in the way she would've by roaring. Soon, the beachgoers in the way had walked off and Maenne was lying across the sand, resting her chin under her palms as she glanced back. "It's difficult being the center of attention sometimes, wouldn't you agree, Miranda?"

"Tell me about it." Miranda scooted closer, pressing her hands against Maenne's shoulders to resume the rubdown, "But you seem to handle it just fine. Those little guys listened to you immediately."

"There are many macros living in this city. They're used to us by now, I think," Maenne spoke while gently kicking a leg back, toying with one of her long ears, twirling it around her hand in deep thought. "Especially in a beach like this one."

"Right, you said something about a sanction. Don't they bother you though? Like, don't they try clinging to you and stuff?" asked a curious Miranda, her hands springing off Maenne's gluts to start down on the back of the poodle's long legs.

"Sometimes," Maenne dismissively hand-gestured, "But it's the rare case, if you can believe it, darling. Sometimes it's inevitable to end up with cute little people stuck to you if you're too big, even when you're as careful as I am."

"I'd flick them right off," Miranda said with a shrug, "Well, depending on who they are. I'm friends with someone who doesn't grow; that's Mel," she reminded Maenne, who nodded, "Before I met her I used to think tinies were a pain my butt. But not all of them are. In fact, she makes me feel good about myself when I get huge. It makes me want to... really cut loose, you know?"

Maenne huffed again as Miranda's hands returned from her ankles and stopped to grope the back of her thighs. With a wiggle of her hips, she knocked her hands away again, "I understand. And you said you've been feeling... what phrase did you use? Pent up?"

"Might have to do with all the intensive training and new diet I tried out to unlock this new potential," Miranda grinned, proudly flexing her biceps which made Maenne blush. "But yeah. I feel like I'm all backed up and no matter how big I get or how much I... exercise, it won't go away. That feeling of... needing to exert myself. To..." she began to inhale deeply, leaning over Maenne and whispering down at the puddle while her chest smothered her friend's slender back. "Impose."

"...not so close, darling." Maenne cracked an uneasy smile, wiggling her hips in an effort to hint to Miranda to back off. But Miranda only applied more weight, wrapping her buff arms around the poodle to grasp her bikini clad melons. "Miranda!"

"Your coat's so fancy and soft. Feels like I'm fondling the softest stress balls..." Miranda squeezed those breasts together, making Maenne yip and seize up.

"Nuh-not here, sweetie. This is not the place or time." Maenne pleaded, although she couldn't argue the sudden attention to her breasts felt bad. However, if they had garnered attention from the tiny people before, they were starting to approach in droves now to watch the whimpering giant poodle.

"I thought you loved a good scandal," Miranda teased, "You're not much for participating in them, Maenne...?" With the first proper fondle though, Maenne had had enough of the inappropriate touch. Miranda's eyes widened when she heard a growl coming from below.

"Get your hands off my chest..." the pleasantly husky tone Maenne had been using was now a few degrees lower in temperature. The poodle was tensing up.

"Make me." Miranda didn't utter the words, but her expression and demeanor playfully relayed the message. The wolfess growled down at the other canine, with Maenne letting out a sudden snarl that made the people below them scatter like ants. "Whoa!" the shocked wolfess actually released Maenne and began to pull back.

Sure that she had the advantage now, the giant poodle lady took her chance and shoved her back against Miranda, knocking her back. "Honestly, Miranda, this is a macro beach, not a nude..." but no long after Maenne had sat up, Miranda brought her down onto her back, topping her. Instead of a yip though, the poodle bared her fangs and snarled again.

Miranda growled back, almost blasting the little people away from her booming voice. "Don't snarl at me." The striped black wolf smirked, and even though she was pinning the softer canine down she was still wearing a playfully smug expression on her face. "Let's have some fun, Maenne. Cut loose with me."

"I seem to recall someone just telling me they got in trouble for cutting loose," Maenne didn't seem up for any games. Her eyes were staring defiant daggers into Miranda, even if she was soft and Miranda was buff. "Don't embarrass yourself, dear."

Miranda couldn't help but laugh in the face of that angry yet posh way of speaking. She pressed Maenne down by the wrists, reaching down to nuzzle the immense poodle's mammaries, much to the latter's annoyance. The blushing Maenne didn't seem to squirm as much as Miranda had hoped though.

"Oh fine. Do you want to play that badly?" giving Miranda a sweet smile seemed to make her lower her guard, relaxing her grip which was just what Maenne had been hoping for. In one swift move, the poodle used her thick legs to kick Miranda right off herself, but not so hard that she delivered any harm to her horny friend or the beach goers scattered about.

"Oof!" Miranda grunted, laughing at herself for having fallen for the cheap trick. "Good kick, there. Didn't think you had in you..." the wolfess snickered, dusting herself off. "C'mon Maenne. Help me with this pent up energy. I feel like I might explode otherwise!"

" Not in that way, I assure you, hmph!" Maenne turned her nose up as she gently stood up, "I think our day at the beach is over for the time being. We can come back when you're behaving yourself like an adult, not a pup..."

"Loosen up, bitch!" Miranda rudely interrupted with a swift swipe that left the surprised Maenne topless.

"Oh my!" the classy poodle immediately brought an arm to cover herself up as her face grew redder and redder. Annoyed by her friend's antics, Maenne rushed over to Miranda, who tugged the black triangle top away from reach. "Give it back right this instant, Miranda!"

"Aw c'mon, it's just a little harmless fun, Maenne!" Miranda teasingly hopped around, but her unfamiliarity with the beach made her clumsily trip over some large rocks that made her lose her balance. Again striking with opportunity, the poodle tackled Miranda over in hopes of retrieving her giant black top. However, the impact had Miranda let go and the giant triangle-top went flying out into the ocean with a tremendous splash. "Whoops!"

"Oh that is it!" Maenne knew half of that disaster had been her fault, but between the irreverent and immature teasing and her own embarrassment, she had lost her patience. Baring her fangs once more, Maenne delivered retribution upon Miranda, snagging one of the straps of the yipping wolfess before tearing her own top right off. "There! I'm _not_getting embarrassed by myself!"

"You seem eager about it now..." Miranda further heckled, receiving another threatening growl from Maenne. The former got into it as well, pressing their huge tits together as Miranda started snarling and baring her larger fangs at the fluffy giantess.

The giantesses snapped at each other like angry bitches, hurling themselves into a sandy tussle across the beach. Caution was thrown into the wind alongside their loosening bikini bottoms, their massive and curvaceous bodies flattening everything in the beach from tents to umbrellas to poorly positioned food carts. Whereas Miranda had openly gotten handsy before, Maenne was returning the gropes in kind now.

The poodle was at a disadvantage in the realm of physical strength, but now that her animalistic side had been brought out it was hard to hold back. But Maenne preferred this over going all the way with the lewdness. Every time Miranda came close to touching too much, she'd snap and growl at her, sending them into another sand-rolling tussle.

Miranda was playing along, even though her mind was foggy with arousal. She had no idea why it was so hard to control now. Part of her wanted to blame Melanie for having gotten her so much into 'playing' with other girls, but she knew this was all on her and her imbalanced hormones. "Stupid growth powers going haywire... but this is also fun...!" she told herself in her mind as she play-wrestled with Maenne in the buff all over the beach.

Even though the two looked like they might be a step away from biting the other's face off with all that growling and snarling, the massive canine girls were being mostly benign in their sand wrestling. Neither girl could remember ever having had this much fun before; perhaps since they had been pups! Even though one was trying to liberate excess energy and the other was trying to hold back, their intensity quickly became light-hearted. Soon they weren't rolling anymore, and instead were lapping at each other with their tongues, letting out an occasional whine accompanied by the wag of their enormous tails.

Panting, Maenne licked the sweat off the tip of her nose. With Miranda pinning her down again, the poodle could see her own breasts wobbling with every labored breath she took. "Goodness. I don't remember the last time I tumbled down the beach like that with anybody..."

"Same..." the excited yet much calmer Miranda agreed, tacking: "Sorry about the jerk move before, Maenne. I didn't think you'd get into it otherwise."

"Hmph. How childish!" the poodle turned her snout up and to the side, closing her eyes. Her wagging tail betrayed her snooty response however. "Now would you kindly get off me, Miranda? I have sand up my... well, everywhere, thanks to you!"

"We ARE at the beach, y'know." Miranda remarked, but didn't push her luck and slid right off Maenne, even helping her up with a hand. Here, lemme just... Mmph." The wolfess' words were interrupted this time when Maenne leaned in for a kiss. It was more than a simple peck, with the two feeling each other's supple lips for quite a few moments before Maenne pulled back again. The surprised Miranda blinked five times in quick succession.

"Thanks for the spot of fun, darling. Only next time don't be such a brute about it, mm?" the poodle insisted with that melt-worthy husky tone of hers. Kneeling down with her tail covering her privates and an arm pushing up against her nipples, Maenne sighed in frustration. "Although now we're both left naked, surrounded by..." she paused.

Miranda had been following Maenne's speech, but it took her a moment to recover from the sudden kiss. "She's a surprisingly good kisser..." the wolfess thought to herself, finding herself a little flustered. However, Maenne's pause caught her attention the most. "What?"

"Hum..." the giant poodle seemed concerned, looking about the beach as if she had lost her keys. "Oh dear. Where is everybody else? You don't suppose we... um..." Maenne's blushing cheeks only grew redder. It occurred to her where the tiny beach goers were; in fact she found some of them almost immediately after looking directly at the puzzled Miranda. They were stuck to the wolfess' coat in various parts of her naked body.

Fortunately, the regular sized folk had not met their demise during the giantess' playful although thoughtless romp. Instead, they were lucky enough to get snagged up by Miranda's fur. However, Maenne immediately realized that just as how the wolfess had picked up dozens of miniature stowaways, so too had her lusciously white fur. Maenne could feel many pairs of hands feeling around her massive body, some of them sinking against her thighs, others her hips, her tummy, breasts and even indecently clinging to her nipples!

The poodle giantess seemed paralyzed. "I... I'm going to need your help, Miranda dear." Maenne pleaded without moving a muscle. Miranda felt obliged to help out.

One by one, the invaders, most of them unwitting, were plucked out of Maenne's fur, with the poodle doing the same for her contrastingly unbothered friend. Combing through each other's fur coat, the giantesses saved every tourist, some begrudging them about it, from becoming accessories to their outlandishly large curves and muscles.

"Hey! Don't you dare...! I'm... I'm lovin' it here...!" hollered the buff komodo dragon practically hugged around Maenne's left nipple. He seemed to have jumped out of the poodle's natural cleavage.

With an uncomfortable hiss, Maenne fought every instinct not to slap the pervert off her teat. Miranda was having a hard time tugging him off, his beefy arms making it a tough mission to remove him without squeezing him like a tube of toothpaste in the process. "Oh dear. I suppose I'm partly to blame about this predicament. I acted so foolishly as well, after all..."

Frowning, Miranda let go of the komodo, rubbing the underside of her chin thoughtfully. Now released, the beach jock was free to devote all of his perverted energy to nuzzle, kiss and generally worship Maenne's nipple, even though the size difference made Maenne consider him a pest at best. "That dumbass is gonna be a perv about Maenne's tit, huh?" she began to grin, getting an idea all of a sudden.

"Miranda? What are you... ah!" Maenne gasped in shock, widening her eyes as she was pounced by her fellow giantess again. Only this time, instead of pinning Maenne down, all Miranda did was put her arms around the poodle in a hug to keep her steady. Miranda's head went straight for the occupied boob.

Tightening himself around Maenne's nipple, the horny komodo was about to laugh at Miranda's new attempt, but when he turned around all he saw were rows of sharp teeth surrounding him and a giant uvula swinging with the air swirling inside of a darkening mouth. "Wuh-wait! WAIT HOLD UP...!"

"Nomph!"

"Ahhn...!"

With Miranda's lips closed around Maenne's nipple, the poodle hissed and reached to push Miranda back immediately. "I... I told you I didn't want to do anything of the sort...!" the poodle cried out, bringing a hand to her salivated teat while fussing. "It's enough I have to deal with this annoying little pest that I... huh?" the soft giantess peered down, finding her breasts unoccupied and largely undisturbed save for the little trickles of wolf drool over her once invaded areola. "Oh... is he... did you...?"

Smirking, Miranda opened her mouth and out came a dreadful scream that she silenced by clicking her teeth and closing her mouth back down. Maenne was about to comment on Miranda's resolution, but she was, once again, topped by the muscular wolfess.

Curves against curves, Miranda's hands gently gripping Maenne's hips, the poodle couldn't help but object: "Miranda? What are you... mmmm..." she became muffled when their lips touched again. This time, Miranda was the one initiating the kiss. However, this time it was different.

Miranda pushed her tongue into Maenne's mouth, and with the oral muscle in went the perverted beach komodo. Surprised but not at all disgusted by having a tiny squirming and shouting inside of her mouth, Maenne eased into the kiss, exchanging affection while exacting poetic justice against the perverted tiny inside of their mouth. They both endeavored to enjoy each other's mouths, of course. But the intoxicating feeling of power didn't go missed by the giantesses who eagerly bullied the muscular komodo dragon with their tongues.

By the end of a lovely kiss, Miranda pulled back and leaned her head as close to the shore as possible. She tilted her head sideways and spat the beach jock out, making him skip on waves to ensure he'd need to swim his way back. "Jerk." The wolfess mouthed off, wondering if that had even been half as effective a punishment as it had looked.

"That was... quite different, I must say!" Maenne commented, breathless and panting, while lying down on the sand. "Are you satisfied yet, Miranda? You have worn me out, I'm afraid."

"For now," the wolfess answered, but shot Maenne down a smile complete with a cute tail wag. "I think I want to go for another smooch before we get up, though."

"Oh my. You truly are insatiable..." the poodle blushed. She was worried about their lack of swimsuits, still. But she didn't see the harm in another kiss.

Traveling as a macro was a great way to save up on car fuel. Miranda's only reservation about it was the lack of clothes to keep her layered up during cold days. Unfortunately for her, Maenne's only remaining bikini that she was able to lend to the wolf was meant to be worn while at 100ft. tall. She had to resize herself to fit into the giant triangle-top swimsuit, deciding to lose some of her muscle mass and return to her usually toned build. While still giant, the trip on foot was taking its time.

But it wasn't all bad. The road back home passed through another medium sized coast-city, giving Miranda an opportunity to appreciate the gorgeous sunset among the backdrop of many skyscrapers. Deciding to take a break, she leaned against one of the closest buildings and folded her arms, peering out into the horizon. Miranda huffed, finding herself wanting a picture of the pretty view. "They really need to hurry it up with the yPhone 15XL." She stopped to think for a moment if it was possible to get a size shifting phone built. But it was during that momentary lapse of focus that she leaned a little too hard against the large apartment building.

Concrete and glass burst as her elbow went clean through, tipping Miranda who flailed her free arm in an attempt to catch herself against the building. Although she managed to find stability and avoided crashing through the edifice, her grip made the wall collapse. "Ugh, they don't make these buildings like they used to!" the wolfess grumpily decreed. Upon closer inspection she realized the apartment was older than the other buildings nearby. The exasperation turned to relief when she saw no hints of people inside. "Pain in my butt..." she grumbled, feeling debris rolling down over her wrist.

It occurred to Miranda that she hadn't held back with her grip, but something bothered her. "I'm not even that strong right now, am I...?" She pulled her free arm to flex it for her own eyes, but as she peered past her biceps she caught sight of her foot being slightly raised over the street. The heap of a crushed van was propping her up like a step stool. Inhaling for a moment, she shifted her paw atop the vehicle, further crushing it underfoot. The unmistakable metallic crunch of the chassis giving under her massive weight made the wolfess bite her lips. Miranda's mind had begun to wander back to her chat with Maenne about cutting loose.

The giantess simultaneously picked up the wrecked apartment building top in her hands and ground the crushed van under her paw until it was little more than a pancake of plastic and steel. Miranda remembered how easy it was to crush and devastate while she was gigantic, but she had never once stopped to consider just how much she could do if she used all that extra strength she could conjure via muscular expansion.

As an experiment, she released some of that energy and bulked up, becoming thicker with additional strength. The process made her heat up and she started to stretch taller, doubling her size to 200ft. tall. Her biceps were now as big as the apartment top in her grip. "Mmmph...!" she pressed her hands together harder and harder, hearing the debris pop and crack until the sound had become indistinguishable from a trash bag being squeezed with all of its contents together. What she released was a deeply compressed ball of debris, which she kicked like a football into the horizon. "That should've hurt like a bitch. I kicked concrete..." she purred as she looked over her outstretched leg and foot. The thickness of her quads, hamstrings and shins was notable, complementing her long legs with deliciously powerful muscle. It turned her on.

Miranda couldn't stop thinking about it even as her eyes followed the giant ball of concrete splashing into the ocean far away. She had always associated being giant with freedom, and the thought of being looked up on by all the tiny people made her eager. But this muscular power that was so palpable and visible to herself was on an entirely different level. Even though she had merely doubled her size, she already felt unstoppable!

As she brought her foot back down, she couldn't help but rub her muscle bound thighs together, tensing up with arousal. What else could she test her muscles with? The idea on its own was making her wag her tail rapidly. Miranda wasn't going to go home anytime soon.

The wolfess was acting like an excited puppy now. Like one, all she wished was to play and burn up all that excessive puppy energy swirling inside of her. Thus, the city became a playground to Miranda. She stomped around, seeking abandoned cars to press her foot down on, delighting herself with the familiar crunches. Her hips met many of the smaller buildings downtown, slamming into them and watching them collapse inwards before she stopped the structures from falling apart to allow evacuations to complete. While terrified citizens abandoned their offices, Miranda stuck her tongue down at them, leaning her chest down on the intact neighboring buildings to tease them; she was large enough for each breast to occupy the rooftops of sibling offices.

"Like what you see?" she giggled, ears aflutter with the liberating sensation of allowing her rampaging giantess out. "Oof...!" her sassy pose was interrupted when her own weight began to crush the offices, making her slip forwards a bit.

"Gah! I had a lot of paperwork left to do there, lady!" cried one of the business-clad pedestrians from down below, making Miranda huff.

"Then tell your contractors to make these buildings stronger! Not my fault they can't handle all of me." The wolfess grinned, wiggling her hips in delight before letting go of the offices and letting them fall apart as she found her footing again. Miranda winked and blew a smooch to the crowd cheering her on down below; an even split between the inconvenienced and the hopelessly horny. She was so eager to show off for them all. In fact, with each demolition, she found fewer and fewer occupied apartments and offices, meaning she was able to cut loose with fewer worries as well.

Walking into a residential district, Miranda outright ripped two opposing, small condos across from each other, uprooting them off their foundations. She was surprised by them holding their integrity at first, but that only helped push her to continue with her intention. Her grip was solid, firmly holding the condominiums like a pair of overloaded dumbbells. And then she started curling them like the weights she had gotten so used to exercising with. "Mmm, nice weight, too much for this level of bulk, I'd say..." she murmured to herself, thinking she had a pretty easy way to fix her 'problem'.

Smiling with excitement, the wolfess closed her eyes and began to focus. Maenne had her macro bikinis made with bursts of expansion in mind, so the black swimsuit continued to stubbornly cling to Miranda even though her body was far too big, way over the bikini's limit in fact, to hold any longer. As her muscles began to expand yet again and her body started to rumble and swell larger and taller still, the loud sound of fabric ripping resounded across the city. Wolf tits and pussy were freed, flashing the residential city with a 300ft. tall giant's muscular, curvy beauty. "This freaking rocks...!"

She took a seat on one of the nearby marts, using the structure as a bench while it protested under her sheer weight. Redoubling her efforts, Miranda went back to curling her improvised dumbbells, watching her biceps swell and distend with each completed rep. She switched the exercise type to overhead pulls to feel her triceps burn with all that weight in her hands, reminding her of the day at the gym when she had first managed to get a hold of her power to control her muscle mass.

She was so excited her wagging tail was like a blur, kicking up whirlwinds which uprooted palm trees in the empty condo parking lots. The wolfess was only growing more eager about showing off. Miranda felt like had to test herself, thinking about trying to find more things to lift, to outgrow, to demolish! Inevitably and with her mind wandering the possibilities of what she could do with all the toys around her, Miranda crushed the makeshift dumbbells in her tightening grip being left with only dust.

Her playground was looking a lot smaller now, but that only gave her access to a wider array of moves. Miranda left her mark everywhere she went: From trails of deep footprints on the asphalt to the wreckage of several buildings she used as workout stations. She stabbed two larger buildings across a long, sturdy bridge, using the latter as a barbell that she could load with whatever was on hand. 18-wheelers and billboards complemented the apartments she by now could rip out using all of her strength. And she laid down across multiple blocks, pumping and bench-pressing the monstrous barbell she had created. "Mmnghh... nnnghh... not enough strength!" she chastised herself, immediately drawing out more of that delicious power.

Fluff overtook the ground, more offices and apartments getting buried and razed under Miranda's body as she bulked up further, attaining that beefy amazonian look she had started liking so much, while at the same time she stretched taller and taller still. Four hundred feet tall and she could pump the barbell up and down while feeling that burn in her chest. The effort was making her sweat, but she was grinning. Her pupils were dilated, her tongue lolled out as she panted. She grew, again.

The bridge she had been using as a barbell snapped in two under the intense pressure as Miranda exploded to five hundred feet tall, leaving her an absolutely massive beast of a woman. With hardly anything in the city left that could pose a swift challenge, Miranda's gaze turned to the outskirts. Her eyes followed a little stream dividing the rural area, coming from a big lake overshadowed by a massive mountain. Miranda felt a tingle run up her spine.

Quaking tremors shook the city as the 500ft. wolf girl skipped over to her target, eventually breaking into a dash that let her close in the distance in record time. The mountain was perhaps a quarter of a mile tall; considerably taller than she was. But knowing something was so much larger than herself directly told Miranda she was looking at her heaviest weight yet. She didn't even need to test it out like she had with the other objects she had used back in the city: Miranda knew this was way out of her league. And that's why she went all out with her new power up ability: She released all of her inner strength at once.

Her arms practically doubled in size in an instant, her biceps becoming larger than an Olympic weightlifter's when relatively compared. As a result, her shoulders further widened, her neck showing a hint of extra burliness as her deltoids bulked out. Her breasts seemed to bounce and jiggle with extra firmness now, backed up by the swell of extra pectoral mass. Miranda's burgeoning 8-pack now looked capable of crushing diamonds, and her legs had become so thick that had she been her regular height they would've been comparable to tree trunks. And yet for the entire hulking out process, Miranda lost an ounce of her curvaceous beauty, leaving her a feminine powerhouse. She hadn't put out a single extra foot of height, either; as she wanted to take this as her ultimate test.

The mountain looming over her, Miranda widened her eyes, a deranged smirk on her face. She was going to do it. Crouching in front of the mountain base, she reared both arms before smashing her fists deep into the rock. The pain was numbed immediately by her own adrenaline, and she dug her arms deeper and deeper into her earth below the mountain until she was forced to squat in front of it. She gripped the toughest part that did not disintegrate between her fingers and began to pull.

"Hnnnngh... nnnngh...!" the wolfess grunted, clenching her fangs as she put out all of the brute force she had been holding back to this one task. The task to lift a mountain over twice her size. Veins popped all over her arms, her bulk seeming to swell ever greater as she flexed and leaned back, putting all of her muscles towards the Herculean task. "Mountain, I don't like you and you don't like me. But I'm gonna do this, I'm gonna lift you...!" she declared with every bit of confidence dripping out of her mouth like the sweat rolling over her biceps. "Mmnnghh... Grrrrraaaaa...!" she growled out, feet digging into the lake shores, sinking the land under all the pressure she was exerting.

Eventually, the mountain base started fissuring, its snowy caps all but gone in the constant shaking. Miranda was doing it; she was pulling that mountain off the earth itself! But it was such a hefty weight, all she was managing to do was peel it off as if she had been ripping a frail turnip stuck in its soil! But Miranda wouldn't have it: "C'mon, body... don't make me have to grow taller for this... Lift... lift with your legs, not your back... COME ON!" she roared, heaving one final time with every last bit of her overwhelming might...

And she fell back into the lake with a great splash. Miranda's arms flew skyward, her whimpers filling the farmlands as the mountain wasn't only completely removed from its base, but so brutally shoved upwards that it went flying away... and away... and away... and it kept going until Miranda couldn't see it anymore. It had vanished beyond the starry skies.

Briefly exhausted by all the explosive physical exertion, Miranda laughed at the inopportune result. "Oh fuck Mel isn't gonna believe this one... I hope someone was filming this. I threw a freaking mountain into space! Hahaha... mmmnnghh... that... really made me feel hot all over..." she purred to herself, spreading her legs as she heard the lake water sizzling with her very own body heat.

Coming down from that high was quite the tall order for Miranda. Her hormones had made her beyond flustered and she could still feel electricity coursing through her strained arm muscles. Gradually she found a way to calm down by shifting her breathing to her nose. Her eyes closed and, again, she purred with delight. Nothing was more liberating to Miranda than the sensation of growing, so she focused on expanding at a much slower, enjoyable rate and her heart responded by going from full-on drumming to a paused yet steady beat.

"Mmm... so big..." the wolfess murmured to herself, admiring herself without her eyes. She basked in the physicality of it, bringing a claw up from her thighs all the way up to her neck, hugging her arm between her colossal mounds. Miranda tapped her fingers on her strong neck, biting her lips as she felt the rumbling of her own body. Each passing second more and more of the land below her was further buried under her sheer immensity. Just thinking of taking up so much space was enough to make her toes curl, legs bending at the knees as her muscle-bound thighs started rubbing together again.

"So quiet. So serene. All I can hear is the earth below me getting displaced, smothered... mmm!" the wolfess softly moaned, puffing air with such sudden intensity the little amount of clouds that had remained in her vicinity got pushed away by the blowing hot air. The ecstasy had was quickly making her antsy though.

A crawling in her skin made her legs shoot out, arms stretching as if she had been waking up from a particularly comfortable nap. "So delicious, so rich..." the swelling giantess licked her lips, finally reopening her eyes only to see her tremendous pair unwilling to spare her the view. Miranda couldn't see the rest of her, but she was sure she looked gorgeous. The view to the side was enough to bring back all that energy to her; able to see it all slowly shrinking away.

She was drunk with her own size and power. And even though she had resolved to thoroughly enjoy the sensation, Miranda couldn't stop with what she had begun. She still hadn't had enough, so she turned back to the city; her playground full of toys. Standing back up and after drying off by shaking like a mutt, Miranda made her return to the damaged city without delay.

Without her weights, she jumped at the tallest skyscrapers, hugging them around her arms and breasts until they snapped like twigs. "Mmmm... yes! I'm so powerful! I'm unstoppable...! God, this is making me horny!" the powerful macro cried out, whining as she found herself humping the largest buildings like a horny teenager. "Nnnghh... Why do I want this so bad...? I've never gotten this... aghhngh... desperate...!" she grunted, trying not to evoke the memories of a certain dork she didn't favor.

Instead, she focused on those she knew were admiring her down there. Whether they were afraid or absorbed her muscular beauty, Miranda basked in their attention and flexed in the crowds' general direction, taking in their worship, using it to fuel her ego. And as her group of admirers grew, so too did she.

Unwilling to compromise now that she had captivated so many, the wolfess wanted to reach as many as she could at once! That was why she allowed herself to expand, more and more, until the city became tiny, its edifications pathetic. She rumbled as she swelled, vibrating all over preceding each growth spurt. Without holding back, Miranda burst skyward, knocking everything around her over as she quintupled her height and was close to the half mile point. Soaking all the moonlight for herself, the city was eclipsed by that towering beauty. She was drunk, clouded by a maelstrom of hormonal arousal. And yet nothing could bring her the relief she sought now.

At least, that was until Miranda herself started feeling an unfamiliar rumble under her feet. She cast a glance out at sea as the last of the biggest skyscrapers crumbled apart beneath her feet. The ocean waves were rocking ominously, and she could see a particularly captivating orange glow in the distance.

A few dozen miles away from the city was a massive patch of isolated land; what little the hazy, lustful Miranda could recall was that it was an island resort governed by the same city she had just stomped. On the western side of the island lay a large mountain roughly Miranda's size, an ominous mass of black clouds she hadn't seen before hanging above it. That's when it hit her: The orange glow was the mountain, a volcano, signaling its readiness to explode. With her thighs rubbing together needily, Miranda didn't even stop to think about what she was going to do next.

Closing the distance by dashing along the shore was an easy task for a mountain sized giantess like Miranda. She jumped into the ocean, needing only to swim a for a couple of minutes to reach the island. Already she could see large amounts of boats and ships making their retreat, evacuating the island whose sudden volcanic activity threatened not only the livelihood but the lives of its inhabitants. As she swam closer, several close calls involving crashing into the rapidly approaching Miranda came into effect thanks to her inviting cleavage distracting more than one captain. With Miranda being so fixated on the active volcano however, she didn't stop to tease them.

With her feet on the island shores, the emerging wolfess again shook herself dry, going down on all fours. Instead of standing up, Miranda rapidly crawled towards the mountain. One swing of her powerful arm was all she needed to dispel the obnoxious black smoke at the top of that stack. "And now for a very uncommon question to be answered..." the wolfess licked her lips, focusing on the orange tip of that mountain, starting to pant, "...what's hotter?" she asked to herself with a wicked grin, "A volcanic eruption, or giant wolf pussy?!"

Miranda straddled the volcano, wanting nothing more than to put the bubbling tip to use where she would appreciate it the most. Her powerful body could feel the sweltering heat, but her coat didn't burn. Her juicy, swollen vulva didn't sting. It was almost like she had made herself so powerful the elements were hardly a challenge to her anymore. But she was so far gone with arousal that Miranda didn't stop to think about this odd development. Instead, she clambered over the peak and lined herself up with the volcano, hissing preemptively.

She needed this.

And with one powerful slam, the giant horny wolfess at herself down on the volcano, ramming its peak and a good few hundred feet of hot rock into her starved cunt. "Nnnghaaaaa... Suh-so hot...!" she immediately cried out, eyes almost bulging out of her sockets as her tongue lolled out. But the heat wasn't hurtful. In fact, to her it felt warm, like an especially designed sex toy meant to stimulate her in various different ways. The ridges didn't cut her, instead scratching the insides of her vagina in the way a ribbed condom offers. She plunged herself on the volcano as far down as she could but the flare of the mountain quickly showed her a limit to how much she could insert until she was literally turning the volcano into another seat for her round, muscular ass.

However, even with a shallow penetration Miranda didn't give up. She started rocking herself back and forth, her immense tail sweeping entire forests behind her as she dug her feet down around the mountain base and humped the volcano like a cock she was straddling.

Volcanic activity continued to peak even as Miranda's pussy squeezed down on the rock, forcing it shut with the power of her inner muscles. Lava was beginning to spew out, singing the giantess' walls pleasantly. Roars of bliss escaped the sex-crazed canine, her hands cupping and fondling her tits as she heavily drooled, arching her head back in bliss. "Ohhh yeah, more...! Mmmmore...!" she demanded, turning a slow and steady grinding into an all-out butt-slamming that continuously flattened the volcano. However, the eruption was not interrupted. In fact, Miranda's frantic humping only seemed to have accelerated the process. And soon enough, what she had been hoping for occurred.

"Ah!" the wolfess cried out, feeling the heat suddenly rise below her. All Miranda heard was a crack, like when coal shatters, before a rush of gooey substance started flooding her insides. She hit her orgasm right then and there. Compared to the violent squirts of cum splashing out, hardly any lava seemed to escape the wolfess' hungry pussy.

Miranda screamed, her eyes rolling up as the intense heat stimulated not one but several climaxes one after another, as if Mother Nature herself was delivering unto her the pleasure she so desperately had been seeking. Soon, the volcano had been completely flattened into a plateau of sorts, miraculously sparing the rest of the island although leaving it reeking of sex and only a hint of volcanic rock.

The intense pleasure was enough to trigger one final growth spurt for Miranda, who grew in every direction until she had doubled in size yet again. Her feet slid towards the oceans, her butt burying entire acres of woodland under her fat cheeks, her corpulence visible from the city even at night. She had become a mile-tall beast of a woman! And, for a change, Miranda felt satisfied.

The giantess was panting, utterly devoid of energy, exhausted. It took all she had simply to stand up on her two feet, even her beefy legs wobbling as they struggled to provide the necessary balance. Miranda had fucked herself to tiredness, finally. "God that was... the craziest thing I've ever done. And I literally chucked a mountain into space just twenty minutes ago..." she held her head, still feeling woozy.

The only thing in her mind was how sweaty and dirty she felt after her fun with the volcano, so Miranda walked into the ocean. The water began to sizzle immediately with her proximity, vapor rising as she dipped. It was deep enough to swallow up to half of her gargantuan form, temperature quickly rising for the sea surrounding her. With a sigh, Miranda quickly worked her vaginal muscles and aided herself in order to retrieve all the lava she had so readily taken into herself, not wanting to deal with the aftermath of leaving cooled magma rock inside of her pussy for too long. By the end of it, she was free of all discomfort and she was ready to leave.

But Miranda stayed by the island. She relaxed her back against it, enjoying the warmth of the naturally heated up water. Its steamy vapors made her feel like she was at a sauna house, the bubbly surroundings giving her the impression she had jumped into a Jacuzzi hot tub. "Mmngh... I really cut loose back there..." she murmured, lazily gazing upon the city she had ruined, ignoring the island she had inadvertently saved, behind her. She twisted herself a little, enjoying the feeling of being spent, wondering if she should stay this big or if to get even bigger before going back home.

For a while, she simply floated in the ocean, distending. Miranda loved her new power, but she had never thought it'd make her feel this pent up. Now that she had finally scratched that itch, she figured she'd have to own up to all the damages, again, and find a way to help patch things up.

Being a macro had both its upsides and downsides, and it could surely feel like a rollercoaster with how out of control her powers could get. However, once in a while, it simply felt good just to cut loose and blow off some steam.

The End.