Bounding Berries
Mura looked at the paper once again then looked back up at the building. This place certainly was different than most of her cleanup projects. It was the only place for a few blocks that was still standing, and the outside walls were covered in graffiti. The sidewalk leading up to the door was chipped and cracked, the few plants were dead and withered away.
The mimiga bit her bottom lip and her small flopped over ears twitched at the sound of the wind. She took a few apprehensive steps towards the warehouse door, making sure to look around. She had thought, from the sound of the letter, that there would be others here with her. Perhaps she was just been really early?
Standing in front of the door, it seemed to tower over the petite woman. She reached up to the doorknob and began to twist it. Before Mura got that far, however, the door fell down. She began to cough as a cloud of dust rushed out the now empty door frame. Covering her face with a paw, she kept coughing until the dust settled.
Sticking her head through the door, she looked around the dust covered inside. Her small tail wiggled happily as she thought of all the work she would get to do and what a sense of accomplishment she would get from it. After looking around for a few moments - the space inside was mostly barren aside from an interior area that looked like offices - she turned around and went back outside. As she walked to her car to get her cleaning cart, Mura glanced around, looking for others who maybe here to join her. Perhaps they will come later, she thought as she made her way back to the warehouse.
The cart clanged as she pushed it through the doorway, the sound echoing loudly in the mostly empty space. She took about ten steps into the building - the flopping noise from her sandals masked by the cart's rumbling - before stopping and trying to evaluate the surroundings. She started to plan out in her mind where to begin and what would be the most difficult. Knowing that she didn't have the equipment to start up high like she should, she decided the windows would be an appropriate place to start.
Mura walked to the back of the warehouse, pushing her cart over the debris covered floor and through a maze of interior doors. Small clouds of dust were kicked up as the wheels spun. The mimiga continued to look back over her shoulder, hoping someone else would be joining her soon. In fact, she was so distracted by looking behind her she ran into a table which made the cart topple over to the side and her to fall down onto her paws and knees.
"Ye-ouch!" she exclaimed, pushing herself up to her knees. Her ears went from side to side as she shook the hair out of her face. She looked over at her toppled cart and a frown came across her face.
"Oh well. I guess it is just a few more moments of work," she said as she stood up. Her paws smoothed out the wrinkles from her shirt and pants before she moved to picking up her cart and putting the various cans of cleaning materials back on. As the last bottle was placed in its spot, she wiped her brow with the back of her paw.
"So this is what I ran into," she uttered as she stepped around the cart and over to the table that was bolted to the floor. No wonder she fell so hard.
Mura bit her lip as her eyes came across a small slip of paper and a small plate on the table. The plate had a bunch on small purple berry-like items on it. She lifted the paper with her paw and began read it. The letters started out small and slowly grew as the words went on, eventually ending with a large 'E' that was easily twice the size of the first character.
"Eat ME?" she asked aloud, as if wanting the paper to answer her. Blinking, she and picked up the small plate from the center of the table in her other paw. Hoping that the answer might be in her paws, Mura flipped the paper over and read the back.
'Think of it as your payment. '
The mimiga put the paper down and picked up one of the small berries from the plate, inspecting it. It - like the others - was perfectly round, with no bruises or blemishes. She slowly put the berry into her little mouth, rolling it around and getting some of the juice from it. It had a sweet taste to it so she swallowed it. Who would leave such a delicious payment, she thought.
Starting to feel warm, Mura placed the berries back on the plate which she then moved to the cart. Continuing on her journey to the back of the warehouse, Mura found herself constantly glancing down at the rolling berries. The flavor of the first berry slowly became a siren song, she kept licking her lips, wondering if the other berries were just as sweet. She was so distracted by the taste that she didn't think twice as she began to fan herself with her shirt.
Unable to resist any more she slid to a stop and put the second berry into her mouth. It was surprisingly tart and yet just as satisfying as the first. Before she had even finished swallowing it, the mimiga began absently popping other berries in her mouth. Each one had a different taste and as she consumed them, their flavors mingled into a symphony of fruity notes. By time Mura realized what she had done, there were only two left. To top it off she felt even hotter than before and her arms didn't seem to reach as far as they used to. Starting to feel constrained, she chalked the lack of movement up to her clothes sticking to her from the heat. Turning to push the cart out of the warehouse offices, she had a hard time gripping the handle with both hands. Looking down, her shirt seemed to be a bit fuller than before. Absently she reached towards the fabric, but as her finger tips came with inches of the soft cotton a wave of sensation washed over her that made the petite woman grab her cart for fear of falling.
"Wha-?" she started to ask herself before the sound of staining seams cut her off. Her pants grew tighter, the fabric pressing down on her fur. Starting to feel off balance, she leaned into a wall only to find herself leaning into it much sooner than she had expected. Startled, she jumped away from it and clapped her hands to her bottom.
Wait. Slowly, Mura pulled her hands away from her behind and held them out. They don't seem different, which means-!
The creaking of seams being tested sounded again and the mimiga's breathing became even more ragged. Just what the heck is happening? Am I. . . growing?That, that can't be! Of course that's when the seams on her pants started to give. With a loud pop, the garment came apart along her left hip. As the seam split down her leg, Mura rushed to the bathroom she had seen on her way in. Glancing at herself in the mirror realized that there was a few extra inches of her showing than there had been this morning.
" I really am growing! I...I..." though her voice was tinged with terror at the realization she didn't really have time to come to grips with it as yet another wave of sensation washed over her. She felt her mouth begin to tremble in fear as her eyes widened. She lifted the piece of paper back up to her face, paws sweaty with fear. Was this why the note was written from small to big? Was this someone's idea of a joke? She looked back at her body and before her eyes she watched as the fabric of her shirt began to swell, the edges of her bra quickly becoming obvious as her breasts expanded. At the same time the other seam on her pants gave up. The skin under her fur prickled as she fretted more and more about what was happening to her body. Frozen with fear that someone would arrive - though personally growing more curious with each passing second - the mimiga took a tentative glance down.
Not surprisingly most of her view was now obstructed by the breasts that were straining against her shirt and bra with all their might. With heavy feet, she steeped back so more of her could be seen in the mirror. The vision she was met with was like ice on her warming ease. Her hips had swollen to twice their width, making her look more like an hour glass than a person. Suddenly frightened that a gang of dangerous people would suddenly jump out at her, Mura turned and fled towards the door of the warehouse.
With each thud of her frantic foot falls she felt a surge that she took as panic raised adrenaline. She was just feet from the inner door when she realized that something was really off. Sliding to a stop she came inches from crashing face first into the wall.
¡°The door has to have...to have shrunk," she panted, glancing at the now much smaller opening. "Or, I'm going the wrong way and this isn't a door at all! Yeah that's got to be-. "
Mura stopped mid-sentence as she reached out and felt the door frame with her paws, noticing that they covered significantly more than they would have normally. She snapped them back to her body, accidentally hitting her plush breasts. The mimiga groped herself subconsciously. Her apprehension grew as the newly developed assets became real to her. Her paws wandered down over her now toned stomach and accentuated hips.
The now frighteningly familiar feeling washed over her again and with two soft pops she felt the straps on her sandals give. There was no getting around it now, she really had out grown the door and would soon the room she realized as the ceiling began to loom closer. On top of that, the pressure from her waist band and bra were becoming unbearable, like something even bigger than her was slowly tightening its grip on her. Frantically, she tried to undo the snaps on her bra as the space around her became smaller and smaller. Before she could get her longer fingers to work properly the metal loops, like the seams before them, surrendered to the growing empire of Mura and with a snap her barely restrained breasts were released. Now fettered only by the soft cotton of her shirt, the mimiga's mammaries went into full blast, as if to make up for lost time.
The sudden burst of mass pulled Mura to the floor, where her now massive assets almost pulled the terrified woman off of her lengthened limbs. Though she was honestly so relived to be away from the ceiling that, at first, the startling change wasn't frightening. Feeling calmer than she had in what felt like hours the mimiga took a deep breath and she struggled to her feet and did the only sane thing she could think of. Undoing the button on her pants, she stepped out of the few pieces of cloth that remained of the ruined garment and tossed it aside then flopped down against the wall. Settled against the cool cinder blocks, she looked over her seemingly stable body with a detached fascination.
"If I had to guess," she said after a momentary pause "I must be almost six feet tall now. I... I... I've doubled in size!"
Excited for some reason, Mura tried to reach around her impressive endowments. Although she could manage to clasp her paws, it was a tight squeeze. Getting to her feet, balance disrupted by her shifting breasts, the mimiga slowly ambled back to her cart and the last two berries. Picking up the plate she stared at the pair of innocent looking orbs.
"You things did this, didn't you?" Mura asked of the berries while affixing them with a rueful smile. Glancing left and right she giggled at the absurdity. Yet, here she was, tall, curvy, and wholly changed and all that she had to go on were those wonderful berries she had gobbled not but a few minutes ago. A shudder of anticipation crept up her spine as she considered flipping the plate up and slipping the last two into her mouth. She almost did, but chickened out at the last second and almost dropped them instead. Juggling the plate and the bobbing fruit, she finally snatched them out of the air and crammed them into her mouth.
"I hope I haven't made a terrible mistake." Mura said before a demure burp escaped her lips.
Almost instantly another wave of sensation washed over her and this time instead of terror, Mura felt anticipation. Her butt was the first to start growing again, her cheeks ballooning rapidly. The increase in mass spread down from there, further filling out her hips and legs. Her already stretched panties didn't even have a chance and they snapped within seconds under the flood of swelling flesh. As if the small amount of elastic had been flood gate, the rest of her body slowly began to follow suit. Seconds later, the stitching on her shirt began to give as her breasts once again began inflating. Bubbles of quivering fur poked out through the rapidly widening holes, as inch by inch her shoulders rose towards the ceiling. Pressed against the tiled ceiling, Mura felt herself stop growing. Somehow, her shirt was still hanging on, but instead of it being a tee-shirt, it was now more of a tank-top, and the bottom hem just covered her nipples, as if trying to give her some last form of modesty. It was rather pointless, though, considering that her bottom half was completely exposed to the world. However, what was even more entrancing and distracting was that she could no longer get her arms around her breasts.
"Aw, this is all those last two had in them?" the mimiga said with a sigh. "I was really hoping that-"
With the strongest surge so far, Mura's murmuring was cut short as she unexpectedly shot up. Hitting the ceiling hard, the giant mimiga burst out of the interior section. Tears flowed from her eyes and the ceiling came down around her, the construction barb ripping through the sides of her shirt. The sharp stokes never truly hurt her more than a bruise, though, as they seemed to just bend against her muscles. In the chaos, her shirt had had it and the warm air of the upper floor of the warehouse was relaxing on her now exposed nipples. She was easily twelve feet tall now and yet, the berry's effect kept going, pumping more and more mass into Mura's curvy frame. Thirteen, fifteen, twenty feet, the height just kept coming and it didn't feel like it would stop anytime soon. With each foot grown, her breasts seemed to gain twice that, as did her hips. Her body gave her no time to inspect though as she just continued to go upwards, her ears now brushing against the roof. Mura hoped the berries' effects were almost done. Although, as her shoulders pressed against the against the metal supports, it was clear that wasn't the case. Maybe that really was a bad idea, she thought as the metal roofing gave way to her form. But you know what? I like this new me, imagine all the good I can do if I'm thirty feet tall.
The roof came crumbling down around her, first just small pieces of concrete falling from the top, bouncing off her breasts and hips, the dust covering her fur. Then larger chunks began to fall down, hitting her feet, but not really causing any kind of pain. She gazed at the city skyline in the distance, pleased that she could suddenly see it on her own accord. No more need to hunt out a hill or a tall building. She leaned back slightly, attempting to get comfortable. Instead, the wall behind her came tumbling down with the small amount of pressure that was applied. She quickly scrambled back to her feet, accidentally hitting the wall to her other side.
"Fantastic job!" she heard a voice scream up at her. She twisted her head around frantically, trying to find the source, not quite accustomed to the idea of being higher than everyone else could deem possible. She finally looked straight down and saw a figure about thirty feet ahead on a megaphone. The mimiga bent at the knees, her enlarged rear taking out what was left of the building. She bit her lower lip, unsure of what she was supposed to do.
"What do you mean?" her voice boomed through the area. Growing larger also meant a bigger voice apparently, she thought as she hunched down further so that she was at eye level with the person.
"Well, you completed your mission, and may I say you are perhaps the most beautiful specimen I have yet to lay eyes on."
Mura felt heat rise to her cheeks at the compliment, but was still confused by the person's use of the word mission. Was this the one who left her the berries? Was it all a plan? She blinked as the thoughts ran through her mind, eyes becoming unfocused.
"That was much cheaper than a wrecking crew. And much more attractive. Now we can start to build our dream of housing for our full figured friends!"
Mura snapped back and smiled at the little person. She had been worrying about her apartment. Trying to get in would be a huge problem, and actually living in the space would be just as hard. As she thought about her tiny apartment it occurred to her that now, everything she owned was way too small for her. Well, I'm sure someone else can use it.
"And there will be space for you, my beauty!"
"Oh. But what do I do in the mean time?"
"Come with me, we have a temporary location for the giantess living. Everything is provided!"
Mura stood back up straight, the change in height making her dizzy for a moment. She reached out for something to steady her massive body on, but it was to no avail, so she instead widened her stance. She then took a giant step forward, surprised by the increased length of her stride. Life will be good, she thought as she bent back down and picked up the person from the floor, following their directions to get to her new home.
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Story (c) me
Character (c) mysteryman01 on FA
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