Comfort.
Skea the lizard grows to enormous proportions simply to exercise her macro muscle. Join her for a brief but detailed voyage into the pleasures of growth and sexy destruction!
Took this picture as a reference: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/10561637/
This is a request for Limited Vision (FurAffinity).
Skea is copyrighted to Limited Vision.
Warning: This story contains growth, macro, breast and butt expansion, self-pleasure(F/solo) and some playful destruction.
Author's note: Belkshire is a fictional British beach city.
Comfort, by DragonMasterX.
The skies were clear and the sun was bathing the streets with its warmth, just as it had been forecasted. The touristic British city of Belkshire was no stranger to heat waves during the start of the summer season. Its beaches were usually crowded from early morning until those romantic sunsets usually ruined by the cries of children wanting to go home after a whole day of fun.
Skea woke up to such a hot morning. The night before had been humid and the female had opted to sleep nude on her queen-sized bed. As an anthropomorphic lizard, reptilians such as she loved to take in moisture from the air on especially warm nights, so clothes or bed covers were more of a nuisance than a comfort. Stretching her towering twelve feet tall frame, she sat up on her bed with a cute, lazy yawn that brought a jerk-reflex tear to her left eye, which she promptly rubbed. As she did, she elicited a giggle as she picked up the sound of her bountiful assets below smacking into each other from this small movement of her arms.
"Good morning, ladies," she jokingly addressed her gigantic breasts as she stretched her arms back, arching forwards while moaning as her muscles tensed and promptly relaxed. To someone as tall as the lite-blue lizard, Skea's boobs were quite a marvel to the eyes; plenty amount of mammary fat all rounded up in twin scaly beach-balls that would dwarf most people's upper body on their own. To their owner, they were her symbol of her womanhood, to beholders, soft wrecking balls that looked as heavy as they were jiggly to the minimum touch.
After finally getting through morning laze and wiggling her ass out of bed, Skea allowed herself one final stretch and admitted: "What a wonderful sleep that was!" and began to make her way to her bathroom. As it happened, her Belkshire house was quite big to normal people, but perfect for someone of her dimensions. With twin blue-rimmed orange membranes forming crests atop her head, Skea's tips usually brushed alongside ceilings, but this place accommodated her just fine. A mirror all the way level with her voluminous chest to her face revealed her dark-blue tipped snout smiling back at her. "A light shower won't hurt!" she cheerfully told herself, now much more jolly after having taken the first few steps of her morning.
As she turned the handles and water began to run down the faucet, the temp regulating slowly, Skea peered out of the windows to the beach she could easily see thanks to the fair proximity to it. It was dawning outside; she had gotten up quite early. Frowning a little, she asked herself if today was going to be interesting.
She stepped inside of the shower stool, the bathtub to its side. After an initial meep passed through her lips as the cool liquid splashed her sensitive scales, her gaze briefly focused on the bathtub. It occupied a lot less space than it should; in fact, the only reason that little bathtub wasn't a Jacuzzi was because the house design wasn't as perfect as it seemed. Skea paid no mind to that to the current lack of luxuries though, some day she was going to get one.
As Skea closed her eyes, she began to rub the warmed-up rain that became devoured mostly by her generous cleavage all over her body. The first thing she did was the most arduous, but satisfying task: her booty. Skea wasn't just a lizardess of bust, but she also was incredibly endowed in her bottom. She was a walking hourglass to any onlookers, Skea just loved her slim but womanly thick figure, and she caressed it as much as she thought she deserved.
Soft moans escaped her mouth as her claws lightly groped her large buttocks, two large beach-ball halves fighting for space on her behind, marking a gloriously beautiful valley that almost rivaled that which was produced by her bountiful chest assets. She bent forwards, hiking up her dark-blue rimmed tail to bump her squishy ass on the wall as her claws roamed the length of her incredibly thick, model-like legs. Skea took a bit of her time pushing her face down against her own tit-flesh as she shivered each time her fingers returned up and passed by her thick thighs and privates. She didn't have to worry about waking anyone up, but restricting her excitement was something she couldn't afford to lose control of. After all, she was wet.
She allowed the water to soak her back and fill her with pleasure as her arms moved and squeezed her bountiful assets together. The great canyon of her cleavage was almost ready to suck her face in, but she giggled and nuzzled anyway, her claws bringing water she gently scooped and used to rub the underside of her incredible bosom. She took good care to ignore her nipples; the trickling-down water was enough stimulation.
After she was done rinsing herself, she proceeded to add a bit of soap to properly wash her body, repeating the same ritual of accessing each and every section of her body, giving it proper attention, sometimes, more than just 'proper'. "Ooh stop it Skea," she cooed to herself as she gently brushed her groin with a hand, biting her lower lip as her cheeks flushed with color. "But there is just so much of me to love!" she giggled in argument with her rational mind. There was no lying, she had plenty of ass and boob to go around, and there were many times her reflection was enough to get her going. "Mmm... just a bit more," she moaned to one in particular as her soapy hand began to tease herself.
Assigning one task to each claw, the busty lizardess began to grope one of each of her four balloons per hand. Left buttcheek and right teat in hand, she began to knead and massage as if she was preparing dough. Armored scales or not, with enough strength and on such vastly fleshy areas, the naughty bits responded with stress-ball resistance. She could squish herself all day and not have enough, since the soft parts not only soothed her gripping hands but at the same time transmitted feelings of bliss to her brain.
Skea tweaked a nipple and pinched her booty-flesh; she was slowly losing it. She was horny now. "Mrrr, it feels so gooooood...!" she sang as she tried to stand straight, her fangs showing as she happily grinned. The water was just delicious, every pore in her scaly body was having a field day absorbing and processing the moisture, which naturally helps any normal creature to stay hydrated and with comfortable temperature. To Skea, that usually applied, but her raging hormones were causing certain limiters in her altered body to be unconsciously lifted. She was losing it.
Too busy with herself, Skea continued the delightful massage on her buxom form, temporarily unaware that every drop of water, now that she was fully hydrated, was not being wasted by her body, but instead rapidly processed into energy. That energy was starting to spread from the center of her body to every cell in her body; each infinitesimal part of her was suddenly brimming with energy soon. At that point, Skea could really believe every cell in her was yelling out at her to don't stop. She was too lost in a haze of pleasure to stop, she would never stop until she had release. The energetic lizard babe's arousal was only being magnified, like a super-charged battery performing at 200% its usual capacity.
But Skea's body wasn't a battery. It was a sponge. She began to twitch, her body tingling all over in addition to the mind-blowing arousal she was experiencing. Both sensations rapidly overtook her, and her hormones began to rage, speeding up the process within. She moaned out loud, her body suddenly booming upwards, exploding with size. Skea's normally 12ft form climbed up 3ft in almost no time, not that she could see it. She couldn't see it, she didn't care.
But the water kept flowing, and her body inching closer to filling out the stool. Her movements were becoming constrained, her claws stopped by her elbows hitting the wall, her conscious alarmed by her fin and tail tips touching the ceiling as she was suddenly face to face with the faucet that was feeding her body so much power. 20ft tall of lizard was trapped inside the stool, walls and ceiling cracking, and with so much woman contained within that it was pretty difficult to make out Skea from all that booty and breasts squished by the stool trying not to come off.
As her eyes opened, she giggled, "Silly me," she told herself playfully, but as she regained her composure, her mind focused on one thing: Growth. Skea's body twitched much faster than before, the water running at its normal level, but now that the process was conscious, she could make use of her ability to its fullest. "Today isn't going to be interesting on its own it seems. I'm going to make it interesting!" she smirked, and suddenly she began to expand again.
Her arms strained to move at first, but she had become so large her strength had increased to the point the walls trying to contain her were nothing more than brittle glass waiting to be destroyed. Skea's arms tore through the sandwiching walls; one of her arms was now wetting the floor of her bathroom as droplets of water that didn't become absorbed trickled down, and the other had literally bored a hole through her house. "Mm, it was such a nice house, too," she giggled.
With some of her movement regained, Skea growled and began to focus on freeing herself as her growth speed decreased. The bigger she got, the lesser the effect of the faucet after all. She didn't want to become stuck! Skea grew larger, her head already forced to bend down, her left arm making the hole on the stool's wall taller as she expanded. With her body feeding on the excess hydration, she was quickly losing room to maneuver, "Oh darn it, I just had to take my time!" she frowned, but then as she looked down she felt and noticed her cleavage quite literally swallow the faucet up. An idea came to her head.
Concentrating on that one part of her body, Skea's pillows began to pump full of water which was quickly proceeded before it made her large bosom grow. It enlarged beyond any known cup-size measurement available, not that it was easy to measure what two beach balls are to a 12ft tall person to begin with. "C'mon girls, grow, grow!" she cheered, her billowing tits were moving forwards as they had nowhere else to go. Nipples pushing against the wall, Skea blushed and moaned louder, starting to feel overwhelming lust again. "Mmm..." she murred, "What a good idea," she praised herself with a naughty smirk as suddenly her immense knockers quite literally knocked the wall down and allowed her to stand up from her currently bent-over position.
"Mnnngaah!" she moaned loudly this time as she stood up, her head crashing past her ceiling and revealing a 35ft tall lizard with a god-like bust-line to the world. She flexed her powerful arms, which weren't full of detailed muscle, but feminine biceps could be made out. Of course, these were dwarfed by her more generously spherical assets. Skea let out a small roar of victory as she finally felt the pleasant warm draft of the Belkshire summer morning caress her enlarged form.
Skea stretched once again, as if she had woken up again. "Mmm, hello there, stud," she said to her tiny neighbor that had come out to pick up the morning paper to his door, coffee mug still in paw. The bear was a big guy, and had on occasion attempted to hit on Skea, but she wasn't the type of gal to just go out with anybody. She felt her beauty belonged to all that knew how to appreciate a work of art, but her heart was her own. Wanting to tease the usual secure, yet currently shaky neighbor, she sensually narrowed her eyes, bent forwards, tits dangerously dangling in front of the dwarfed mammal, and proceeded to blow him a kiss. "This is a special wake-up call from your friendly neighbor, mmwah!"
The bear promptly fainted without response. Skea giggled and stood up straight, resting her hands on her enormously wide hips, looking about the town. "Well, that was one bloody light shower," she grinned, wriggling her hips to knock down the remains of her destroyed house before grinding it under her feet. "Not that nice of a house," she purred as her soles felt the material crunch underneath her weight. For some reason, she loved being big and destructive at the same time.
Maybe she ought to pay a visit to town, but first, she was going to need to get it evacuated if she was going to have any fun with it. Try as she might, Skea could not enjoy torturing tiny people, contrary to what most of the media and myth spoke about giants, but she did admit to having a fetish for power-play, feeling mighty structures fall before her superior strength and weight. "Mmm..." she murred at the though, her claws twitching as she fought the desire to touch herself, "Don't give them a show, woman, or they'll stay until night! Now what to do to get these people to abandon my cute little playground?"
A bit of her work had been done for her with the earlier, loud roar. It had woken up anybody not already so, and families or otherwise coupled, even loners began to pack and escape the sight of the beautiful but devastatingly tall female. That was not enough, however, she had to get bigger, cause a really BIG impression to drive the cute little bugs she didn't want to hurt away from her city.
Walking down the streets, the mighty Skea delighted herself in stepping on the abandoned houses as if she was trying to fit her body inside fragile cardboard boxes. She grinned, getting excited at every bit of destruction she caused. At times, she stopped to pick some cars up, playfully look for any unwise stragglers inside, and if she found them, she let them go, but punished them for staying in the danger-zone by crunching the vehicles between her hefty teats. "Now you have no more car, dear. Would you like some scrap-heap pound cake, however?" she asked in her delightfully sweet British tone to the straggler, who promptly was shown the flattened vehicle she produced from her cleavage and discarded next to them. As the sub-urban part of Belkshire was emptied, she smiled in satisfaction and focused her sight on her current target.
Skea wasn't big for the water tanks in downtown, but for now she could settle for the prominent fire-hydrants on the public lane. She licked her lips, wondering how much larger she was going to become, and promptly skipped to the nearest one. After the lizardess was in front of one, she frowned a little, "I grew a bit too big for these, but it'll have to do!" she smiled, turning around before accurately positioning herself above one. She began to lower her enormous booty on it, aiming to catch it between her buttcheeks. She managed it without difficulty, and ended up sitting on the hydrant just fine. She had to wait only for a bit until the pressure of her impossibly heavy weight to bear down on its resistance and eventually it began to groan and creak. Skea, sitting on her knees with her tail cutely wagging and her tongue lolling out as she gasped from the coolness of the water, expectantly waited for the bursting point.
And with a big boom, it happened. The hydrant gave and exploded, the localized burst causing Skea to yip in pleasure as it caressed her most sensitive areas on her inner buttocks. Water soon began gushing upwards like a geyser, but became stopped by her massive booty. She giggled, feeling it tickle her body, but managed to focus enough to have her body absorb and process the moisture. Soon enough, the straddling lizard began to expand again, her body starting to swell up much faster than before. "Mmm, yes, yes! Don't stop, body!" she commanded as she arched back, feeling her booty expand slightly faster than the rest of her body. After all, she had to remain perfectly hourglass. Her claws gripped the lane hard, the tips moving forwards to the pavement of the street which began cracking under her power. She was so strong, and becoming much more so as she sucked the water inside her body! 35ft quickly doubled to 70, and then that doubled to 140, which made it harder to catch the necessary amounts of moisture to grow as fast as she wanted.
She was addicted to the feeling of growth, feeling every inch of her body expand, feeding her power and energy to do anything she wanted, to bear down on flimsy structures willing to give over her massive beauty. Skea was half-pleased, but also impatient. She needed even more size, and she needed it now! She briefly stopped her growth spurt by limiting her ability with some focus and, still gasping from the bliss she was experiencing, began to crawl on the streets, her immense booty shaking and jiggling even when all she was doing was drag herself across the streets, using her tail and fingers to pop each and every fire hydrant that covered the sub-urban area to cause geysers of much needed cool water to shoot up, raining down on her. Skea grinned and promptly spun herself, resting on her back as she allowed gallon after gallon of water to soak her, greedily sucking it all up to grow larger.
At this point, her fists clenched and clawed toes curled as she could feel her sides grow onto the neighborhood, her hips and arms quickly pushing properties off or outright smashing them under her weight. She grew and grew, and she could already estimate she was nearing 500ft in height. "What delicious water this town has!" she cried out in ecstasy as her immense body covered up block after block of the neighborhood and this only caused more and more fire-hydrants, as well as other non-threatening materials around her to get destroyed. The water that overflowed from the focal points joined the ritual of feeding Skea's ambition; a scale was already big enough to cover a hydrant, so she was catching it all, and she couldn't have been happier.
When the rush stopped and she couldn't make herself as large as she wanted, Skea finally stretched one more time, her boobs jiggling violently, big enough to knock a skyscraper over by lightly swinging them already. But Skea didn't have enough yet; she now had to move in to the city, her playground.
Standing up, she measured almost a quarter of a mile tall, so the city really looked like a playground to her. It wasn't going to last. With breasts hanging down to just above her navel and an ass to (literally) die for, Skea was a sight to behold. From far, far away. That was the general message the population had been given after the report of a rapidly growing female cluttered the news channels and evacuation orders were given out. She towered over the largest apartment buildings, the streets to narrow for her to squeeze in. Skea had to knock it all down, or be sandwiched by the silly little buildings.
"Out of the way!" she cheerfully announced herself to no one in particular as she used her breasts as literal wrecking balls and knocked down two neighboring skyscrapers. She giggled, grabbing what remained of the buildings to squeeze the crumpling down structure with great strength, the debris oozing through her fingers like play-doh dough as she grinned like a playful child.
She waded through the city, leaving a trail of destruction upon her wake, sparing no buildings from her happy hour, drunk on her own power. Skea knew she was probably being filmed, it was no use to try to stop them, if she brought a chopper down, another would replace it. She decided to give them a show they would not forget, "Here, cameras, I know you're there!" Skea announced. Independently of her being filmed, she was still going to do what she had in mind.
Going down on her hands and knees, Skea began to crawl over the city, using her large ass and hips to purposely knock down some buildings. Eventually as she reached a fork she lied down on her side and made a small spin, lying on her arm while throwing the other back to her neck in a suggestive pose, thrusting her chest out while making sure her ass was the most prominent thing on picture. "I'll make Babezillas's poster girl, yet!" she gave a sensual, confident grin, then resumed her show.
Building after building fell to the might of the giantess, unstoppable thanks to her overwhelming size. If counter-measures against her had been deployed, she had not felt them, she was too self-absorbed to care at the moment. Skea was having too much fun with her city to care... until eventually everything had been smashed, blown up, or just generally flattened. Skea folded her arms under her massive bust as she stood up, proudly smiling over the sight of the completely wrecked Belkshire, "Now THAT is how you wreck it," she grinned, her tail happily swaying from side to side as she surveyed her work. Once a beautiful touristic attraction, Belkshire had been reduced to a post-cataclysmic wreck, or merely the fantasy of a power hungry bubbly girl.
She fanned herself, having worked up quite a sweat playing. Skea could see her scales glistening, "Eww. Oh well, not everything can be fancy. I could go for a dip, though!" she cheerfully smirked, looking at the beach from the corner of her eye. Earthquakes started to be notified in the surrounding areas, though most of them never noticed this was simply Skea playfully skipping over through the remains of Belkshire all the way past the suburbs and to the coastline. "Cannonball!" she exclaimed before jumping a good distance into the ocean, sending gigantic waves crashing onto her former, deserted neighborhood. After emerging back to the surface, Skea began to wriggle her arms around, "It's sooooo cooooold!" she whimpered in an almost adorable fashion; almost, because a few would argue a 1000+ feet tall girl that single-handedly leveled a whole city being cute.
She shook and shivered, hugging herself, squishing her tits together and causing the water around her to ripple, sending more massive waves crashing on the shores of Belkshire and its surroundings. Skea wanted to be warm again, "Mmm," she thought, getting another idea, "If I get bigger, the water should warm up for me!"
With that, she fought the cold temperature and focused on absorbing water. She didn't have to hold back now, not that she had earlier. But now, her resources were much vaster than earlier. She stretched back and moaned as the water intake felt like several little hands touch and caress every individual scale in her body. Skea was growing again, and her arousal was at its peak. "Now that playtime is over, it's time for love again," she purred to herself as a hundred feet were added to her already impressive size. Her speed was phenomenal, and very few could understand it. The fact was as she swam forwards, her kicking, growing feet were ever close to the shore. She was growing faster than she was getting away from the country by swimming. Skea didn't want as many eyes watching what she was about to do, other than the necessary sea critters that were being continuously dwarfed by the growing lizard.
Two thousand feet became three thousand, then five thousand, then ten. Soaring through the miles-high heights, Skea was attaining a state of gigantism that very few were capable of, and she wasn't stopping. When she was a safe distance from the continent, the growing gal finally roared: "I'm so horny!" and instantly got to work. She didn't consider herself a slut, and she liked to show off because she considered herself uninhibited, but when Skea decided she wanted sexual attention, it was her call. Hours of having saved this pent up lust since morning had left her especially sensitive. Even the smallest tidal wave was causing her hardened nipples to tingle and cry out for attention. Skea began there.
She groped those massive melons and squished them together like gigantic water balloons, kneading and pinching, moaning as if she was in heat. As she continued adding miles to her height, Skea was eventually able to sit down on the blue bottom of the sea, grinding her vast ass cheeks against the ground over her excitement, as if she was humping it. Crying out in bliss, Skea lowered a claw to finally tend to her aching womanhood, using two fingers to tenderly massage her clitoris bulb, making herself gasp in bliss. She loved exploring her womanhood, she was so vast, so enormous, her figure so lovely. Skea felt at one with herself, always inspired to worship her own body the way she deserved. She humped at the ground harder, causing her unattended boob to bounce and knock her on the chin, making her chuckle. "I got you," she playfully said, briefly removing her claw from her cunny to bring her aching breast to her mouth, more specifically her nipple. As her mouth began to work on sucking her mountainous breast, she returned her claws to pleasuring herself. Skea could feel it all converging on her: The power, the size, the pleasure. It was going to make her blow if it kept this way. She hoped it continued this way.
Uncaring again of how much she was actually growing, Skea's body quickly moved to the tens of miles, then hundreds. Eventually, her feet began to touch solid ground directly in front of her, and her back to grind against some directly behind, but she didn't care. She had to find release. Her movements hastened, and Skea began to really pump her fingers while her mouth delighted itself with her breast, the other transmitting pleasure through the squeezes of her left claw. She was the biggest, the sexiest, and the strongest; all those thoughts pervaded her mind like a narcotic gas ready to enslave her to her own desires. The peak was eventually reached, her humping hips had destroyed the bottom of the sea, making it a new level of deep, but she wasn't aware of that. She had just come. "MRRRAAAWR!" she roared loudly, her orgasm spreading bliss throughout her whole self, making Skea squirm and thrash around, her juices becoming mixed in the entirety of the very ocean she was using to grow.
Left panting from exhaustion, Skea finally came to and realized her situation. Looking down at her voluptuous body, she realized she'd outgrown continents in her lustful wake, and noticed how her buoyant tits floated on the surface of the ocean as if they were massive islands. She giggled at that and briefly looked backwards, grinding her ass against the European continent she had just left, smirking to herself as she lied back, arms behind her neck, and rested her legs over the American one, finally comfortable.
"Well what do you know? I got my personal jaccuzi."