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Story 1 for Dargo

It had been a few years since the portals to the digital world had first started to appear. Many of the creatures that started showing up out of those portals looked sort of like other furs, or maybe combinations of different types of furs. There were a few that were a bit odd in appearance, but they all seemed friendly enough for the most part. The size of some of the digimon was a bit on the fantastic side of things and it was a good thing that they were friendly. Even the abilities, or powers rather, that the normal sized digimon displayed could be rather impressive. Some of the larger ones had powers that were almost unbelievable.

That was why when a large portal into the digital world opened up in an average little town it was not greeted with fear, but more with open curiosity. People in the town gathered around the portal, waiting to see what type of digimon would emerge. It was the first portal to open up in that town and the digimon that emerged from it would be the first any of them had ever seen in real life. The various furs in town had cameras ready and were already snapping pitures of the portal before the digimon even appeared. They hoped to get a picture of an all new type of digimon, which was not all that uncommon. Even after years of contact with the digital world they were still finding that they did not even know a fraction of the types of digimon that existed.

When a white furred paw finally emerged from that portal the clicking sound of cameras going off could be heard furiously echoing through the air. Then the rest of the digimon started to emerge and the clicking noises died down a bit. A huge white and yellow digimon stepped through the portal. She was a good few stories in height, towering over most structures in the town. The digimon had a fox-like appearance to her, besides the yellow fur and lacking one digit on her hands and toes. She also had three spike like tufts of fur running down each shoulder and distinctive circular tattoos on each of her legs. This was a digimon that many people in town had heard of before, a renamon by the looks of her.

Seeing a digimon that they had already heard of before did take some of the excitement out of the situation, but her size was still quite remarkable. Some people in town also remembered that Renamon was supposed to be a normal sized digimon, not the giant that they were seeing before them now. They wondered what that meant, but were not all that concerned about it. At least they were not concerned at first. The look Renamon had on her face was making them start to feel uncomfortable as she gazed down at them. There was just something about her appearance that made them feel intimidated by her appearance. Besides her size, she was dressed a little differently than a normal Renamon. While the skirt she was wearing was not all that bad, the spiked armlets and matching anklets just added a more ominous aspect to her.

The wariness the furs in town felt toward the renamon was fully justified moments later when the renamon took a step forward with a wicked smile on her face. At her size that step happened to cross the distance between her and the crowd of furs that had gathered around her. The crowd tried to back away from the rather large digimon, but one individual was a little too slow. Renamon's paw, as large as the fur was tall, came crashing down on the unfortunate individual. People were expecting to hear the cracking of bones as the fur should have surely been crushed beneath the renamon's enormous weight. Instead, one arm was left sticking out from under the massive paw and waved around a bit comically as it tried to beat at the paw on top of him.

The renamon frowned down at the ground a bit as she tried to grind the fur into dust beneath her white paw. That seemed to have as little effect as stomping on the fur had. People in town were just as surprised at how that was working out as renamon was. It probably had something to do with the portal to the digital world opening up in the real world to begin with. Some of the great thinkers had reported that there would be some side effects, that some of the laws of physics might not work like they were supposed to. Considering the giant renamon had failed to crush the little fur, that might just be the case here.

The renamon was not quite prepared to give up, though. She lifted up her paw, with the fur she had been trying to grind to paste stuck to it. Some furs were trying to get away from her by now, but others could not help but stop and take pictures of the unusual sight. Then the renamon slammed her paw onto the ground with enough force to crack the concrete road. People thought that would be enough to finish off the fur, but an arm still stuck out from beneath the paw and beat at it as the fur attempted to escape. While the renamon looked a little annoyed she did not look like she was willing to give up just yet.

The renamon bent her knees and then sprung into the air. A normal sized renamon was already capable of great physical feats and this giant renamon was equally as impressive. She easily jumped many times her own height and when she started to come back down everyone in town had the common sense to get away from where it looked like she was going to impact the ground. When she did hit it was like an earthquake hit the area. Furs were knocked off their feet, things fell off their shelves, and a few of the buildings closer to the renamon looked like they had suffered some structural damage. The part of the street the renamon had landed in seemed to have taken the worst of it. Her impact had left an actual crater and tiny fissures were radiating out of it in all directions.

As people recovered from the renamon's impact and looked back at her they saw a puzzled look on her face. She was standing on one leg and looking at the bottom of her other paw. The renamon pealed something off her paw and the townsfolk that bothered watching the scene looked just as puzzled as the renamon did. While the fur that had been beneath her paw was no longer moving, probably dead, he was not a bloody mess. Instead, his body appeared to have been flattened and squished out. He looked more like a gingerbread man than an actual fur. The renamon pocked at the flattened fur for a bit, making sure it was actually dead before finally smiling and turning to the rest of the people in town.

"I see, so this is just going to take a little more force than I thought," the renamon said, talking for the first time since arriving in town. Then the renamon launched herself into the air once more and people scattered. No one wanted to be under the renamon when she landed again after what they had just seen. Trying to figure out where she was going to land while making sure not to trip over anybody else was no easy task. When the renamon landed she managed to hit a target, whether she had been aiming for him or if she would have been happy coming down on just about anybody in the crowd was difficult to tell. The results were the same in the end, though, with yet another fur getting crushed like a pancake.

Now the renamon seemed to be genuinely enjoying herself as she jumped up once more. She changed things up this time as she came down. Instead of coming down paw first she decided to do a butt plant onto a group of furs. Her firm rear managed to catch three furs beneath it and the renamon just flicked them off the fabric of her skirt with a peel of laughter. She said, "They don't even mess up my skirt. This is better than I thought it would be."

The renamon did a couple more butt and paw plants, each impact crushing ever more furs and even managing to cause the collapse of a few buildings. There was one more thing she wanted to do before she left, though. As she launched into the air once more she made sure to position herself to come down in what would be a massive belly flop on the largest group of furs that she could find. With the renamon being larger than most buildings in the town were tall she was not easy to dodge. A few did manage to escape from the beneath the digimon's huge form, but most did not. When she hit the ground once more her belly was left a tapestry of crushed furs. She seemed to have quite a bit of fun counting just how many flattened bodies she peeled off her stomach.

"This has been fun, but I think it's time to return home," the renamon announced to the town, then she smiled, "But, I don't see why I can't take a few toys home with me." Then the renamon gathered up a few of the furs that had just managed to narrowly avoid getting crushed by her. They found themselves getting dropped down the renamon's form fitting skirt, around a dozen of the townspeople getting collected by the digital fox before she walked back through her digital portal, wondering what fun she could have with her new toys when she got home.

Story 2 for Flangies

Oskar was a cockatoo much like any other. He had beautiful white feathers with a lovely yellow plumage. His beak was nicely rounded and he was actually a little above average in intelligence. He lived in a nice spacious cage that his owners had acquired for him less than a year ago. Oskar found his owners to be nice enough people as well, making sure he was well fed and letting him out of his cage to stretch his wings fairly often. If things had remained the same he would have been content with his life, but sometimes things do change.

What had changed for him was a bit abnormal. It was not like he had managed to injure himself or fall ill in any way. One day he just found his mind expending and his body felt like it was filling with power. It was hard for him to understand at first, but knowledge came with time. Distant memories that he had never been aware that he had were responsible for that knowledge. Oskar discovered, or remembered rather, that he had been a different being a long time ago. He had once been a being of god-like power that had just grown bored. One day he had decided to change his form, to lock away his power and interact with a realm of mortals, just as something interesting to do. Now was the time when he had set for his powers to return, but he was not sure whether he wanted to return to being a god in his lonely realm.

He had grown to like the people that currently owned him, but as his power returned to him he was not certain if he was content with his place in this world as a mere pet. For a while Oskar pondered about his problem and tried to think of a solution. Then, one day, he believed he had found a suitable answer to his problems. While his owners were cleaning out his cage one day and not paying much attention to him he started to let his power alter his form. To him it was not a big change, just letting his power increase his size a bit. His owners certainly seemed startled by the change when they finally turned around to see a human size cockatoo confronting them.

Oskar was a bit perplexed when they seemed to react with fear and surprise to his new size. They did not even bother trying to speak with him. Both of them immediately tried to flee the house, leaving a very surprised god-bird behind. Oskar was not willing to give up on them just yet and flexed his power just a little. When he did his owners found that when they tried to get out of the house through the front door they ended up right back in the house. All doors that used to leave the house now lead right back into the house. Once again, it was not much of a change to Oskar, but his owners did not seem to be taking it that well. Even attempts to talk with them only seemed to freak them out even more. Trying to explain that he wanted them to live on more equal terms with one another just did not seem to be working out all that well.

If things kept up the way they were Oskar thought that his former owners might end up hurting themselves. After giving the situation a bit more thought Oskar decided to switch tactics. The god-bird used a little more of his power and seemed to vanish to the other occupants of the house. They searched the house for Oskar and could not find a single feather. After a little while they wondered whether they had just been hallucinating and made another attempt to exit their home. Much to their relief, they found that they could finally leave their house.

There was another surprise waiting for them outside. What they saw made them think that at least one of them had to be dreaming. Their house, their entire yard, ended at a short metal wall with metal wires extending up from the wall all the way above their house. They tried to wake each other up at first and then debated going back in the house when they failed to do that. But, seeing as they had just managed to escape from the house, they were not quite willing to step back inside just yet. Instead, they walked to the edge of what seemed like a giant cage to them. When they looked over the edge of the cage they were greeted with a very impressive view.

Their house appeared to be suspended high above their neighborhood like some sort of giant birdcage. As they looked down they could see other people from the area looking back at them. At least they thought they were looking at them. They followed the gaze of some people to a spot just next to the cage, a spot where a now much larger cockatoo was peering in at them in their cage. The cage had to be over 100 feet above the ground and Oskar was standing eye level with it.

Oskar had hoped that they would settle down in the cage he had provided for them, but when one of his former owners fainted and the other one tried to drag that one back inside, he feared he had erred once again. He could sense that the one owner did feel a little more secure in the home now and he hoped they would both calm down in there. If that happened he felt it would be easier to explain that he planned to take care of them just as well as they had taken care of him. There was another problem though, and that was the chaos that suddenly erupted in the surrounding area.

People were fleeing from Oskar and things looked rather dangerous to him as he witnessed people tripping and falling all over each other. If things kept up like this people were definitely going to get hurt. He was having a little difficulty thinking of a way to calm down all the people in the area without ending up just causing a panic somewhere else. He noticed that his owners seemed to be adjusting well enough to their situation inside their home. If things seemed to be working out for them he did not see a reason why a solution like that would not work for the rest of the people on the planet.

All it took was a bit more power than he had used before. Suddenly his owner's house seemed to return to where it had been before. Oskar vanished without a warning and everyone in the area was left wondering where the giant cockatoo had disappeared off to. It was not until some looked up high in the sky, well above the clouds that someone finally noticed the titanic metal wires that stretched out across the sky for as far as the eye could see. Beyond that wire the impossibly large form of the cockatoo could be seen. There were still some people that panicked, but at least most of them did it inside their own homes without causing any harm.

Oskar just stared down at what he had done, satisfied that he had not seemed to cause any great harm to the world. It had been a little more complex to put an entire world into a cage, turning a sphere into a rectangle like that. He made sure all the edges still connected though, so people could still treat the planet like it was still the way it used to be. It would be easy enough to take care of the planet and with his abilities he could even make sure to take special care of his former owners. Oskar was very pleased with this situation and he was sure the people that inhabited this world would get used to it too. This was exactly what Oskar had needed back in his days as a god. His realm would no longer be so lonely now that he had a few billion pets to take care of. Now he had a hobby and even gods need a hobby.

Story 3 for Flitchard

The experiments had been going on for a while, too long in Sneasel's opinion. He was tired of being poked and prodded by all those people in their pristine white lab coats. It had been so long since he had been able to run free. These people that had caught him never let him out, never let him battle, just continued on with their endless experiments. They had not even bothered to catch him in a proper pokébattle. All they had done was tranquilize him from behind and then he had woken up on strapped to a lab table for the first of many experiments.

Some of those experiments went better than others, and by better it meant that some of them were painless and some, well, he did not like to think about those. Sneasel had tried to escape on a few occasions, but his captors were a cautious lot. Every attempt he had made was quickly shut down and he just ended up tranquilized and imprisoned once more, only waking up to find himself a part of yet another experiment.

There was something different about one of the experiments one day. The scientists seemed to be excited about something, talking about how they had made some sort of breakthrough. Sneasel was the one they had chosen to test their breakthrough on as well. He did not really care much about any progress that they had made. All he wanted was for their experiments to come to an end. He doubted that would happen anytime soon though.

He would have tried to fight back against the scientists as they started injecting him with various different substances over the course of the next few minutes, but the restraints holding him down on the operating table were too strong for him. All he could do was lay there and take it. Fortunately, this proved to be one of those painless experimentations. Actually, this experiment left Sneasel feeling rather good, like he could take on the entire world. However, struggling uselessly against his restraints proved that he was not quite up to that.

After all of that was over with the scientists took some readings and then told the guards to return him to his cell. Since Sneasel was still feeling pretty good from that experiment he decided it was time for another escape attempt. It would probably fail, but Sneasel did not want his captors thinking he was cowed. Sneasel turned on his escort, trying to unleash a fury swipes attack on him, hoping to catch him off guard. It was not an easy maneuver to try and pull off with his hands still bound by restraints. While the attack did manage to deliver a glancing blow that surprised the guard, he was far from incapacitated.

The guard was already pulling out a dart gun to tranquilize Sneasel as the pokémon was readying his next attack. They both attacked at the same time, the guard firing his gun while Sneasel unleashed an ice shard attack. Sneasel felt himself get hit by the dart just as his own attack connected with the guard. The guard let out a little yip of surprise as he was encased in a block of ice and Sneasel expected himself to pass out at any moment. But, Sneasel managed to stay on his feet and did not feel the least bit drowsy. He just assumed that he had finally had his lucky break, that the guard's dart had possibly been a dud.

The only thing that seemed different to Sneasel were his restraints, which felt just a little bit tighter around his arms. Sneasel was not concerned about a detail as inconsequential as that and decided to try and make good on his escape while he still could. The pokémon tried to find his way out of the facility he had been imprisoned in for so long, but he had never seen the exit before. They had only taken him down the corridors leading to and from his cell and the labs. He hoped the facility was smaller than he thought he was, but as he ran down hall after hall that all looked exactly the same he did not think that was going to be the case.

Eventually, an alarm went off and Sneasel assumed that the guard he had frozen had been found. He knew that he did not have much time before the hallways would be flooded with guards. That thought was proven correct just a couple of minutes later when a guard came rushing around a corner, dart gun in hand. The guard fired before Sneasel had a chance to attack himself. Once again, he felt a dart sink into his skin, but nothing happened, just like before. Sneasel just stared at the guard, wondering what was going on as the guard fired at him again and again. Then only thing Sneasel noticed was his restraints feeling tighter and then breaking. Sneasel suddenly realized that he was growing with each shot that hit him and he finally started to understand what type of a breakthrough those scientists had made.

The guard stopped firing once he saw that Sneasel's restraints had been broken. Instead, he pulled out a pokéball from around his belt. Sneasel was not exactly pleased with the pokémon that came out of it when the guard threw the ball. Standing before Sneasel was a lucario, a type of pokémon that Sneasel was not looking forward to fighting. Still, this was his best chance at escaping and he did not plan on letting just one other pokémon stop him. What should have been a fierce battle commenced, but things did not go as they should have.

While many of Sneasel's attacks were not very effective against the lucario, the lucario's attacks were not exactly helping him either. Instead, many of lucario's attacks just seemed to make Sneasel grow. Lucario's attacks were actually having a greater effect on Sneasel than the tranquilizer darts had. Sneasel went from being shorter than his opponent to being larger than both him and his trainer put together in short order. Sneasel could see his attacks were growing more effective against his opponent along with his size. That put a smile on Sneasels face, but he did notice that the hallway he was in was starting to get a bit restrictive.

His opponent, who had been starting to look a little intimidated up to that point, finally saw an opportunity. The lucario launched a series of attacks, aiming to trap the Sneasel in the hallway with his own bulk. Sneasel noticed that too, but the lucario's attacks came to quickly for him to do anything about it. Before long, Sneasel found it difficult to move at all. He struggled mightily, but could not budge an inch. The guard was already calling for reinforcements and hitting Sneasel with a few extra attacks just to be sure. That proved to be a mistake in the end.

The little bit of extra growth proved to be more than the hallway surrounding Sneasel could take. His head burst through the ceiling and into open air. Sneasel looked around and saw that he had only been a few feet away from the exit, not that it mattered much now. He could easily tear his way out of the building if he really wanted to now. There was still the issue of dealing with the lucario and his trainer.

The lucario's trainer was just staring slack jawed at Sneasel while the lucario just kept launching a desperate series of attacks that only made things worse. While Sneasel did enjoy the growth, he felt it was time to end the fight. He did not really feel the need to use any move on the lucario and just placed a giant two clawed foot on top of the aura pokémon. He did not try to crush him, though, just put enough weight on him to keep him trapped. His trainer was a different matter though.

With a smile on his face, Sneasel prepared for one final attack that would put an end to this situation. Sneasel held his arms out in front of him and started to press its claws together, the guard recognizing the gesture immediately and starting to run. A pitch black ball began to form between Sneasel's claws as the guard attempted to flee. It did him little good as Sneasel unleashed a shadow ball many times the size of the guard, or even the cell that Sneasel had stayed in while he had been held there. The attack did not hit the guard, but it landed right behind him. The resulting explosion decimated the front entrance of the building and launched the guard off like a rocket into the distance with a soft ding being heard as the guard vanished from sight with a little twinkle.

Sneasel stepped out of the building the lucario stuck between his toe claws, still launching the occasional attack and fueling Sneasel's growth. That only pleased Sneasel and made him think keeping the lucario around would be worthwhile. But, even though he was in a good mood he still felt like he had to take care of something. Turning around to face the building he had just exited, he prepared one more attack. A sudden chill filled the air as Sneasel raised his claws into the air, took a deep breath and blew. At Sneasel's size, the avalanche attack that he had just used really did compare quite favorably to an actual avalanche. The facility suddenly found itself buried under tons of snow with the occasional tiny figure digging his or her way out. Sneasel felt like his job was accomplished and walked off, looking forward to his next pokébattle.

Story 4 for VDO

Janice was enjoying her walk home from work like she always did. She was a grey furred wolf with an air of absolute confidence about her. That may have been due to her having a very well paying job, a body that made supermodels jealous, or maybe even her extremely sharp intellect. Or it could have just been because she was a head taller than just about anyone she came across. Secretly, Janice did revel in her superior height. There were only a select few people that knew she was able to control that little bit about herself.

Janice was a size changer, a gift that very few were born with and even fewer were as gifted as Janice was. She had never met anyone she could not out grow without breaking a sweat. It did wonders for one's confidence when you knew you could grow large enough to swat anyone like a bug. Of course, she did not do that. That just was not the type of thing that civilized size shifters did nowadays. There were some size shifters that got a little out of hand with their growth sometimes, but that had never been the case for Janice. Sure, she had managed to make the news for her growth a couple of times, but she did not consider herself out of control when she was barely trying.

But, there is a first for everything. Janice felt her first time coming on as she laid her eyes on a snow leopard waiting for the walk signal to come on at a street corner. The snow leopard must have sensed something too as she turned around and took in Janice. They could feel it as they sized each other up. It was like when some people who loved racing cars looked at each other when stopped at a light. They would start revving their engines, trying to see who had the better car, getting ready to take off the moment the light changed. That was what Janice felt as she stared at the snow leopard. Like her, the snow leopard was taller than everyone else around her, maybe only an inch shorter than Janice was at the moment. That quickly changed as the snow leopard increased her height by an inch, confirming what Janice felt, that the snow leopard was a fellow size changer.

No one seemed to notice the snow leopard's sudden increase in size besides Janice. Janice was the only one that needed to notice. The snow leopard changing her size was like the light changing for drag racers. Janice increased her size by another couple of inches as she smirked at the snow leopard. The snow leopard responded with another four inches of growth as she smirked right back at Janice. That did get a few looks from other pedestrians on the street, but most of them seemed to dismiss it at first. It was not so easy to ignore when Janice retaliated with a foot of growth in just under two seconds. That definitely got a few gasps of surprise as some people suddenly realized that they had just found themselves in the middle of a growth contest.

Some people were already starting to run away, but others were veterans of these growth contests. They knew running was useless in most cases, unless these two happened to be light weights. Janice and the snow leopard approached each other, the snow leopard matching her growth as she approached. Most people got out of their way with the exception of one little wolf guy. He did not move fast enough and had the misfortune, or fortune depending on your point of view, of being sandwiched between a pair of massive boobs belonging to owners that cared very little he was even there.

The two size changers exchanged greetings with one another. Janice found out that the snow leopard was named Yvonne. She was actually from a different continent, here on vacation, probably explaining why they had never met before. Apparently Yvonne thought she was big stuff back where she was from. Janice planed to show her that this was her continent and she was not going to take kindly to this upstart. She started adding to her size once more and the snow leopard responded in kind. The little fellow trapped between their boobs found himself being picked up off the ground by those same mounds of flesh as he struggled to extract himself from the situation.

Now that they were growing in earnest those that had never experienced a growth competition were really panicking. Those that had just guffawed at the behavior. Neither of the two had even reached 20-feet in height yet. And even if they got much larger it was not like they were in any real danger. Size changers could only crush people if they willed for it to happen and none of them had done any crushing or serious smashing in centuries. All that anyone really had to get worried about was how getting trapped under one giant or another might throw their schedule off for the day. Some of them did recognize Janice from the news and knew messed up schedules were definitely a possibility, but they did not know Yvonne. They just hoped the snow leopard was not as good as Janice so they could get on with their day, well, except for the people that actually enjoyed these contests and were looking forward to seeing these two go all out.

Janice and Yvonne were in a mood to comply with those growth lovers as they continued glaring at each other, matching each other foot for foot. While the wolf did think that the snow leopard was doing a better job keeping up with her than most, she still was not growing as fast as she could. She normally held back to let these things go on for a little while longer. It was more fun that way. But, she sensed the snow leopard might be able to keep up a bit better than most of her opponents. She suddenly increased her growth from feet per second to dozens of feet per second. The snow leopard looked a little surprised at first as Janice shot ahead of her in growth. She was not the most surprised one there though. That would have to be the little wolf that had been stuck between their breasts up until that point, who was suddenly knocked into the fluffy cleavage of the snow leopard.

While Yvonne did just barely notice her tiny passenger she had much bigger concerns than him. Besides, it was just her boyfriend and it was not like they never did things like this on their own. After Yvonne got over her surprise she just smiled mischievously at the wolf and increased her own rate of growth. It was not long before she had managed to catch up with, and even surpass, Janice.

Now Janice was really starting to feel a bit miffed about being challenged on her own turf. She never poured everything she could into her growth before, but now was definitely the time to do it. Sure, she would not be able to put on the normal show she liked putting on for the populace, but this was a serious challenge. Janice's growth rate exploded to hundreds of feet per second in the blink of an eye. Her rapid expansion taking Yvonne, and everyone else in the city for that matter, off guard. A few helicopter crews flying to the scene to get some good shots of the action found themselves getting caught up in Janice's growth, many of them getting tangled up in the fur of the titanic wolf's tail.

That left Yvonne staring up at Janice in amazement as the wolf stared triumphantly down at her. She had never seen anyone grow that fast before, with the exception of herself of course. Yvonne poured everything she had and more into her own growth. She had never tried to push herself so hard before. No one had ever required her to push herself before, but she found herself matching Janice's growth rate. By the way she was catching up with the wolf she was pleased to see that she was actually slightly exceeding the wolf's growth.

Janice felt something she had never felt before as the snow leopard slowly but surely gained on her. It was not rage at being challenged, but more the urge to meet the challenge. She had never realized she was so competitive before, but no one had ever really been able to compete with her before. She tried to put even more into her own growth, trying to exceed her own preconceived limits. Much to her pleasure, she found that she could do it, that she could grow even faster than she had thought. She was starting to like the snow leopard a little for making her realize that, but she was not about to be beaten just because she liked her.

While the two mammoth women were busy testing out their new limits they paid little attention to what was going on beneath them. They had already outgrown every structure in the city and were quickly starting to make the city seem small in comparison to their own massive forms. Entire city blocks were trapped under their colossal paws and wondering just when this would end. They had heard of some phenomenally large size shifters before, but these two were getting ridiculous.

While the people in the city may have thought that, Janice and Yvonne did not think they had even come close to peaking. They just kept pouring everything they had into increasing the rate of their growth. Sometimes one would gain a slight advantage over the other only to lose it seconds later. The only thing that seemed ridiculous to them now was that either of them had thought their limit was hundreds of feet per second. Both of them had now reached a rate of thousands of feet per second and were rapidly approaching tens of thousands of feet per second.

Janice now had the entire city covered beneath a single toe while Yvonne had trapped a couple other cities beneath her paws as well as countless other smaller communities. And yet, they were not even close to being finished. When they grew enough in size to equal that of the planet they did not even notice. The only thing they were concerned about was each other. As they grew and the planet seemed to dwindle in size the entire planet found itself stuck between the dueling titans. The gravitational pull of the two ended up catching their world in a tug of war between the two. When the planet slowly floated toward Janice and nestled in her stellar sized bosom she could not help but grin at the snow leopard over that little victory.

The snow leopard was not going to give up over that little defeat. Besides, she cared more about her boyfriend being stuck in her cleavage than some speck of a planet any day of the week. She just kept on growing, paying little attention to the fact that just about everything in her solar system was nothing more than a speck to her now. Her long fluffy tail had ended up sweeping most of her system clean, planets, asteroids, and even sun, without her even noticing. Well, maybe she did notice a small bit of warmth from the star caught in her tail, but that was it.

Through all this, the rate of their growth was still increasing. Even the galaxy that once contained them was starting to look tiny. Stars once attracted to the galactic core were now gravitating toward one goddess sized female or the other. Even that happened with neither of the two noticing. Entire galaxies started to vanish into their fur, only being noticed as faint glimmers deep within strands of fur longer than any galaxy had ever been wide. It was only once they both noticed the absence of stars in the universe that they finally realized they might have overdone things just a bit. They talked about ending their growth, but after neither of them actually stopped they had a little laugh. Now they just wanted to see how far they could push each other.

Besides, they had finally started to notice that they found the other a little cute now that there were no other distractions in the universe for them. They thought they might as well have a little fun with each other while they finished their contest, only being able to tell that they still growing by observing each other. After a little bit of talk to get to know each other better, they decided to get to really get to know each other a bit more intimately. While it was just a bit of fun for them, for everything else it was like twin universes coming together, occasionally competing for each other's stars and giving one tiny wolf a very spectacular view.