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By Phen

Nukezilla

Brenda was excited. She couldn't stand still as the class loaded up in the yellow bus. She barely even sensed how Eric sat next to her and subsequently tried to make small talk. A class trip to the local nuclear power plant. What could possibly go wrong?

She was a bit of nerd, admittedly. With neck-length brown hair, thick glasses and rather unflattering blue top and green shorts, Brenda wasn't one of the cool kids by any stretch of the word. At most, she had been a kid, but her temperature had never been below the freezing point. She wasn't hot either in the conventional meaning of the word, so her temperature must've been a pretty solid zero to combine these two metaphors.

Still, she had some friends, including the lanky, dark-haired boy beside her. She couldn't be bothered, though - nuclear power! Splitting the atom! Fusion! Or what is fission? The tell-tale smokestacks of the power plant loomed in the horizon and a chill ran down her spine.

The way there passed in a blur. The class had to go through multiple checkpoints and although the guards seemed very alert at first, they quickly relaxed as they realized it was just the local high school and not an inspector or a spy. A guy in a white coat and a hard hat appeared from a lunch room and immediate started gesturing this way and that in a lecturing, slightly condescending voice.

Fuck that. Brenda knew this stuff from Wikipedia. She wanted to see something special!

The group shuffled slowly down a long walkway inside the facility when Brenda saw her chance. A suited-up worker carrying a big box of tools exited a door to the left of the walkway, but neglected to close it properly. The lock wedged against the wall and thus the door was left slightly ajar. The doorway was practically covered with warning signs as if the power company found the wallpaper beneath offensive. One of the bigger ones looked fairly recent, too - the garish yellowed hadn't faded yet.

Clearly this was a place to look for Adventure. Brenda looked shifty for a few moments, eyes darting this way and that, before she made a run for it. The door creaked on rusty hinges and swung open when Brenda pushed her shoulder to it. Despite her lack of ninja training the class continued on - Eric was the only one to even notice her absence.

Now this was definitely a more interesting room. The right wall had several reinforced glass panes that emitted a sickly green glow, while a row of big tanks and numerous smaller tubes occupied the other wall. Brenda ran up to the windows, gleefully clapping her hands as she got a view of the reactor itself. So pretty.

The girl pressed her face heedlessly against the observation window while time passed. Who cared how long she'd spend there or when the class would discover that she had run off? This was too magnificent to leave.

A metallic clang behind Brenda forced her out of her trance, however. The tank on the opposite wall was vibrating. It had several heavy-duty metal plates bolted on to it - perhaps the work of the technician. It didn't look very stable, however. Her untrained eye judged it be to be rather shoddy work. She was only a novice, however - a good repairman would never have criticized it. No, that would waste precious time. He would've run far, far away without missing a beat.

"Maybe I should alert..."

A bolt gave up and launched through the air. It stuck the observation window next to her, dislodging splinters of glass and cracking the outer layer of the glass like a spider web. Two more were quick to follow and suddenly it all came apart. The front of the tank blew open and disgorged a thick, glowing green liquid that quickly flooded the room. Brenda screamed as a thick jet splashed over her, knocking her against the back wall and stole away her consciousness. She never stood a chance.

***

Brenda could count the number of times she'd been drunk on one hand. That was enough to recognize the blinding headache as a bad, bad hangover. She shifted her head to the side and winced at the burst pain that shot down her spine. She had to get up. Had she been drinking last night? Brenda didn't rememb-

She opened her eyes and looked at the gloomy metal room. The windows, the row of tanks and the floor that now had a dull, green glow of its own. What happened? The tank had burst - and was still burst - but the flood of toxic coolant had obviously drained away. Her clothes did feel soggy and wet, though, and her glasses had slipped halfway down her face. Brenda got to her feet with a grunt, very nearly falling on her ass again if not for a nearby piece of railing that she grabbed on to. The metal groaned beneath her weight, probably close to snapping from rust with the standards that this plant employed.

Eugh, her clothes really clung to her. Smelled rather funky, too. She should probably find the rest of the class and give a stern talking to the tour guide - there's no way that this place would pass an inspection. Brenda stepped forward and winced as her shorts caught on something, very nearly tearing from the simple motion. She shuddered again, feeling quite miserable and soaked to the bone. Her panties were wedging themselves up rather fiercely between her cheeks, which didn't help matters at all.

Brenda glanced down as she attempted to make her top fit a tad more comfortably. No wonder it felt so tight, it was positively stretched across her skin. She grabbed the neck of it and pulled at the soaked piece of fabric, but merely ended up tearing it up in several places. The sluggish gears in her brain turned as she regarded the exposed skin underneath blue fabric. Helpfully, her body gave her a better clue as her breasts made the sound of ripping fabric appear all by themselves, causing new huge tears in her shirt, which culminated in the ragged top tearing right down the middle and becoming a lousy vest instead.

Brenda stared down at her cavernous cleavage for the first time in her life. Realization finally dawned on the girl and she looked down at her arms as the sleeves of her top had to give up containing her shoulders. She tore the useless bits of cloth off with an afterthought as she looked down over herself. Her shorts didn't have long left, either - they clung to her thighs like a defiant, wounded soldier, only just holding on with a handful of stitching. An abundance of soft, fat flesh bulged out over the sides and Brenda found herself almost giggling as they finally gave up. The hem of her underwear burst as well, sending the spiderman-emblazoned panties flying off to the side and leaving the face of the superhero to stare up at her increasing bulk from a rather nice vantage point.

Perhaps she should tell someone.

She couldn't think straight, though. It was much more amusing to explore her new self. A quick grope confirmed her suspicions: Brenda's ass was massive. A true badonkadonk! It had always been her best asset aside from her brain, but that didn't really say much with her former body. Her glasses felt rather uncomfortable around her temples and they made her slightly dizzy. She took them off to wipe them, only to find that she didn't seem to need them anymore. They felt small and fragile in her hand.

Brenda didn't worry too much about that. The splotch of grey on the back of her right hand felt much more interesting. She had thought it to be a smudge on her glasses, but it persisted even without the spectacles. Brenda rubbed the spot with a thumb. It felt slightly rough when stroked one way, but completely smoothed the other. Scaly, perhaps?

As she pondered what it could be, Brenda noticed that her thumb had been marked by the splotch as well. Had she gotten paint onto her? It didn't look like paint and didn't drip off. She rubbed at the back of her hand again, spreading the smear out over her skin. The coating was entirely level and left the back of her hand with a grey-ish, blue-tinged colour. A slightly irregular darker spot had appeared in the middle.

Next she took her entire left hand to help, fingers all 'dipping' into the paint and spreading it over her right hand. It became grey as expected, fingers cracking slightly and seeming a tad thicker underneath the layer of 'scaly' paint. Something hard protruded over her knuckles, something that looked and felt like bone, although the colour was much more of a green-ish white. Odd. They weren't very large, though. The inside of her hand and palm took on a much lighter colour, an almost white blue hue. Brenda stared in amazement as she smeared it into her skin - the paint changed colour at a fully defined line in her skin. Marvelous!

The splotch of scaly colour still hadn't run out and with hands now covered like a child doing finger-painting, Brenda wasted no time in running it up her arms. Her chest received a big hand-print before getting coated as well. The same light colour as her palm spread down her neck in a line that enveloped her heavy breasts, belly and inner thighs, while the darker blue-grey dominated the rest of her. Rows of irregular dark spots ran down the outside of her thighs, while a kind of subtle, bony ridges had appeared at the front of her shins and shoulders.

Brenda felt a shiver as her hands passed her inner thighs, a jolt of sensation spiking her brain as the paint got onto her lips. She had a lot of experience playing with herself - hey, who else would? - and still it felt more powerful than anything she had done to herself before. She moved on to finish coating her large, soft buttocks as her hands encountered something else down there. It felt long and smooth and the thing curved as she ran her finger across it. It was unmistakably a tail. She looked down over herself. Yup, a fat, long tail that swayed gently behind her. Brenda knew she should've been shocked, should've screamed bloody murder. It felt very right, though. Her subconscious mind had known and expected that. She didn't stop for a second to ponder her humanity before bringing her hands up to her face and completing the transformation.

The dragoness turned to view her reflection in the glass of the observation window. The brown hair was the only visible remnant of what she had been. Now a big, fat dragoness was smiling back at her. She giggled, hefting one of her head-dwarfing breasts and tweaking the broad, black nipple. This wasn't bad at all. Her belly was rather pronounced - Brenda had never been a slim girl and the change had only accentuated her pudgy midsection. She didn't mind at all, especially considering the womanly hips that came next. She had seen sculptures of fertility goddesses who would tear their hair out in jealousy! Brenda patted one of her thick asscheeks, glancing absentmindedly towards the door. Her hips miiight not fit through that doorframe. Even walking sideways.

But so what? There were other things to do. The transformation had left her quite excited and her needy sex was literally pouring excitement over her pudgy thighs. Her hands quivered as she reached down to play with herself and she leaned heavily against the nearest wall to brace herself. The first touch to her outer labia made her knees buckle underneath her weight. Her massive ass took the brunt of the fall and hit the metal floor with a resounding thump.

Brenda sunk one hand needfully into the pliant, soft scales of her likewise gargantuan titties, tweaking her fat nipple as if her life depended on it, while her fingers sunk deep into her soppy cunt, mauling at her swollen clit like a frenzied bear! Her tail thumped onto the floor, the wall and the tanks before settling into a steady rhythm, banging a beat for the dragoness to molest herself. She hadn't even cum yet and still she sprayed juices out onto the metal floor.

It didn't take long. Brenda reached the fastest orgasm of her life, moaning with the force of a dragon's terrifying roar that resounded in the enclosed chamber. A spray of radioactive green pussy-juice gushed out between her fingers and her tail did a final, might thump onto one of the tanks.

Which immediately burst open from the hefty bulge that her tail had caused. Glowing coolant water flooded the chamber again, but this time Brenda didn't panic. She opened her mouth. It was the first time the dragoness ingested anything, but it worked on reflex. She drank down the many, many liters of irradiated liquid, pushing her great maw against the hole in the tank and drinking from the floor when it had emptied. She couldn't possibly have known why she did it, but Brenda just grinned at what came next. Her pudgy belly sloshed with the filling, but not in any way enough to justify where all that coolant had gone.

She began to grow. The grey-blue dragoness looked calmly at her surroundings as her vantage point rose into the air. The ceiling rushed to greet her and she giggled girlishly as she got to her knees for lack of space. A distant contemplation of going back through the door cross her mind, but she couldn't even fit her hand through it anymore. Her colossal rump pushed hard against the far wall and the ceiling, while her swelling, giant titties were forced against the floor. Brenda's gaze flickered to the side and her arm smashed into the remaining tanks as an afterthought, letting the irradiated water bathe and empower her huge form as she ran out of space. Her soft curves pressed to every available surface in the chamber and finally exploded from the metal confines with a bone-chilling roar.

Brenda's head burst into a control room as she sat up. A single technician looked up from his solitaire to see the gigantic anthropomorphic dragon stare back at him. He kept staring while his coffee mug hit the ground. Brenda winked at him and continued up, trapping the entire control room between her mountainous tits for a brief moment before she rose up and out of the power plant itself.

The air outside refreshed her, a welcome change from the stuffy chambers down below. She stepped out gingerly from the ruined building in an attempt not to step on anything important while leaving huge puddles of juice from her still rampantly leaking sex. It was such a rush getting up here that Brenda had to stop for a moment while her head stopped spinning. Fortunately there was this convenient smokestack to rest against... Oops, it couldn't hold her weight. Good thing the power plant had two of them!

Brenda's lips spread into a smile as she realized how friggin' huge she had grown. She was at least as tall as those huge smokestacks that she had gazed upon on the bus ride! The thought excited her enough to send a minor waterfall of cunt juice cascading to the ground between her massive feet. And by the time her head stopped spinning quite so much, the smokestack barely came up to her shoulder. Brenda broke into a full-on grin. It was nice... But she could do better.

"Better get out down there! Just saying. It's not very safe!" The titanic dragoness waited for as long as she could, entertaining herself by blatantly playing with her clit while the workers and a very confused high school class rushed to get away. Her moans echoed over the countryside and she only got hotter as she realized how huge her curves were getting - tits hanging to her waist, so big that she could hug herself and only barely reach her milky teats!

Finally she could bear it no longer. Brenda got on all fours as she tore through the demolished building. "Come out, little reactor. I know you're down there." The strong green light illuminated her grinning face. "Can't have you explode and irradiate all these people. Come play with me..." She lifted the reactor chamber out of the ruins and placed it on the ground beneath the shadow of her bulk.

Then Brenda started to fuck it. She thrust her hips down, thighs spread wide to allow the oddly shaped reactor to grind against her lips. The earth shook with each thrust, producing her very first entry onto the Richter scale! Her pillowy breasts bounced back and forth, smashing hard against the few upright buildings left as they grew and began to leak milk out of the blue. Irradiated milk perhaps, but still! The entire facility soon became coated under the Brenda's improbably juicy cunt, stirring a janitor who had been taking a nap in an underground bunker.

The dragoness loomed over the site. She grew explosively with every thrust, her lust and radiation running together in a row of unstable surges that soon left the entire power plant wedged between her inner thighs, her thick ass striking the earth like falling meteorites. Brenda's orgasm was downright biblical. The entire countryside flooded with faintly glowing cum and Brenda let herself fall forward as a quivering mountain of flesh. That simply meant resting on her immense tits of course, a pair of funbags that should've by all rights rendered her utterly immobile.

A few glorious minutes passed before Brenda considered anything besides her afterglow. She heaved herself up to her feet, marveling at her outrageous curves. Dat ass of hers threatened to make her fully wider than she was tall, but the thought only made her loins hot again. Despite everything that had just happened, the realization of how mind bogglingly massive she had become brought a blush to her cheeks. The power plant had been pulverized beneath her cunt, the entire site scarcely larger than her clit itself.

She told herself that the thought shouldn't excite her, but who were she to argue? She had just fucked the main power plant for the county into oblivion. The view from up here was extraordinary - the clouds seemed close enough to touch and the countryside stretched out before her in every direction. Brenda had always wanted to go on a balloon ride, but there was no way it could beat this. Besides she had two balloons of her own!

As Brenda giggled at her own crude joke and lovingly squeezed a fat boob big enough to crush an entire suburb, she became aware of a commotion by her feet. She had to take a step back to even look past her massive titties and squinted to look. Some people were jumping up and down, they had cars and flags and... Was that a tank?

"Oh, hi there!" She boomed across the landscape. "Sorry, didn't mean to ruin the plant. I just got a bit carried away!" Brenda tried her best to look apologetic, but the people kept jumping around. What was their deal, jeez? "Look, you should really blame the power company, it wasn't safe at- Hey!" She felt a tiny sting on her ankle as the tank opened fire. "I said I'm sorry, stop that!"

Another sting. A few jet fighters whizzed past her face, very nearly colliding with an errant strand of hair! "Sorry!" It would be easy to just step on them, but just being sized up did not make her murderous. She stepped back from the tank, cursing under her breath as the airplanes attacked her butt. It wasn't a very good target - sure, it could NOT be missed, but they might as well have punched a mountain.

They seemed to realize this and quickly changed course to harass her face again. Brenda started to run, her mile-spanning steps carrying her away at staggering speed. "Leave me alone!" She had seen enough monster movies to know what might come next. And while she might survive a nuclear attack unscathed, she knew the inevitable cost to the people living below.

Thus Brenda ran for the coast. She had to get away from people. The fighters pursued her relentlessly, buzzing around her face like tiny mosquitoes. Like mosquitoes, it took quite a bit of effort to NOT want to swat them away. As careful as she tried to be, Brenda still caused huge waves to erupt as she entered the sea, wading out into the blue waters. Even at the deepest point, it still only came up to just below the curve of her brobdinagian ass.

There it came. The dragoness saw the streaks of missiles moving over the clouds with their deadly payload. She acted quickly and lashed out to stop them. The first one evaded her fingers and reached her face before detonating. The flash blinded her for a moment and Brenda staggered back. She had to remain upright, or the resulting tidal wave would wash away the entire coastline. She only barely caught herself as a second missile headed in. It aimed right for her eye...

But before it could get there, the dragoness finished absorbing the radiation from the first missile and shot upwards into the air so rapidly that the second payload hit her squarely in the vagina instead. Lodged so firmly between her overly plump thighs, the blast had nowhere to go but up, and Brenda's entire body shook violently in the attempt to neuter the radiation. For her size she came as if she had a firehose squeezed between her thighs. For those below, it was time to remake Noah's ark.

The dragoness soared towards the outer atmosphere. The final missiles couldn't possibly reach higher than her little toe and Brenda's curvaceous form grow right out into space, looming over the thin atmosphere like a goddess incarnate. Her expansion was unrelenting, carrying her out of the planet's gravity as the Earth itself fell into the shadow of her thighs. It was an odd sight, watching your world dwindle away beneath you, bathed in the heat and wetness that radiated from Brenda's pussy. In minutes, it was so small that she couldn't even see it with her own eyes anymore, and her massive tits, plump belly and enormous asscheeks made the prospect impossible anyhow.

A thought struck her. "The heart of the sun is a nuclear furnace, right..?"

Brenda turned towards the light.