Allison's bra felt tight. Actually, all her clothes felt a little tight, but her bra was feeling very tight for two days now. And she'd only bought this one just before school began three weeks before. Abstractly, the thought pleased her. But right now, during English class, it was quite uncomfortable. She shifted around in her seat, trying (without success) to somehow relieve the pressure.

  Paul Simmons, in the next seat over, was trying (without success) not to stare. Allison became aware of this, and thought it was kind of fun. She had never given much thought to Paul, but now that she looked at him, he was kind of cute. She could see a bulge forming sideways in his pants. She looked at it, then looked back up at Paul and grinned.

  Suddenly, her bra quietly snapped. Her boobs pushed it uselessly forward, pressing against her shirt. It was quite a relief. She glanced at Paul. He was practically drooling. She couldn't stop grinning.

  Ten endless minutes later, the bell rang and class ended. As they both stood up, Allison realized that Paul was only about an inch taller than she was. She thought that was perfect. "Sorry about the distraction," she told him. "I guess I'm getting bigger than I realized." She looked down at her breasts, implicitly inviting Paul to as well.

  "N-no problem," Paul stammered.

  "Good," Allison replied as she "accidentally" brushed her breasts against him. It felt good. She knew at that moment that Paul would be her "first time," and that it would be now. "You want to come back to my place and work on this homework?" she asked him.

  "I've got another class still" he said.

  "So do I," she replied. "Let's skip it." Paul nodded and they left.

  "You've grown a lot lately," Paul said as they walked to her place.

  "Sure have!" Allison replied happily. "I like me so much better big than I did small, don't you?"

  They arrived at her place, and she led him to her room. She shut the door behind them. Immediately, she grabbed Paul by the hand, turned around, and kissed him on the lips. He was stunned, but she was forceful, and she wrapped her arms around him as they kissed, pressing her ever bigger breasts against his chest. Then she pulled away. "Let me just get this uncomfortable little bra off," she said as she started to take off her shirt. Paul looked away, by impulse. "Don't you wanna look?" she asked. Paul looked back as Allison stripped off her shirt and removed her now-useless bra. Paul stared at her big, full breasts. They were awesome.

  Allison ran her hands around them. Then she lay back on her bed. "They're so big and so new, I just love to touch them. Want to try?" Paul didn't have to be asked twice. He got on the bed and grabbed her big breasts. Nobody had ever touched them before, and it felt great. She ran her hands down his shirt and unbuttoned it. Then she unzipped his fly. She had never seen a penis grow erect before, and it made her incredibly hot. She slipped off her skirt and spread her legs. She had heard that the first time was never very good, but if that was the case, Allison thought, the next time would be phenomenal.

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  By Thanksgiving, Allison stood 6'2" in her bare feet. This put her an inch above Jenny and four over Sara. Allison's parents, naturally, were a bit taken aback by the sudden spurt. At Thanksgiving dinner, Uncle Mike even gave a passing thought -- quickly dismissed -- to his missing growth hormone and Allison's new height.

  Allison loved being so tall. The length of her legs thrilled her. She could spend hours staring at her long torso, with her heaving breasts at the top. She and Paul fucked with some regularity, and it felt great, but Allison was starting to feel like it was time for a bigger man, befitting her growing stature.

  But she was also finding herself increasingly tired. She could sleep for sixteen hours at a time, and from time to time, she felt faint. But it wasn't until an intramural basketball game at school that she finally fainted outright.

  "It's understandable," Dr. Castner told her parents. "Allison's recent growth spurt is beyond anything I've ever seen. She's grown twelve inches taller in less than eight months, and her overall body mass has increasedat an even higher rate." Allison found the doctor's lengthy explanation rather tedious, but found it amusing that Dr. Castner was now so small compared to her. It wasn't until he dropped the bombshell that she finally paid attention: for her own good, he highly recommended an extended stay at a hospital in Pennsylvania that specialized in human growth. There, specialists could study the effects of her increasing size and make sure that Allison stayed healthy.

  The place was filled with kids, both very short and very tall. Allison was the only one older than twelve. Her room was fairly big, and she had all the amenities she needed. Doctors took blood samples and put her on a strict regimen of exercise along with her protein-rich diet. Daily, a nurse measured her in every direction. Allison enjoyed this. She was so big, and growing, and it intimidated the nurses as they recorded her increasing size. Invariably, she'd eventually go too far, shoving her big breasts into a nurse's face or the like, and the next day a new nurse would replace the previous one. None was any match for Allison, who within a few weeks had shot past 6'3".

  And then, one day, there was a new nurse. A guy named Robert. He was a couple of inches taller than Allison, and gorgeous. "This is more like it!" she said. Robert got straight to business, weighing her, taking down her height, etc. But he stopped short of every measurement and turned to leave.

  "Aren't you gonna measure my boobs?" she asked.

  "Not anymore," he replied. "They abandoned that because of the way you treated the women."

  "But they feel so big today!" Allison protested. She ran her fingers around them, contained in only a T-shirt. Robert was doing his best, but he was not impervious to this. She smiled and approached him as he tried not to look. "C'mon," she said, "I think they're growing even bigger."

  She brushed her breasts against him. Then she pushed him up against the wall. The exercise was working, she realized. She felt strong. She tilted her head up and bit Robert's lip. He looked away, but she pressed her lips against his and kissed him passionately. She reached one hand around his neck as the other one traveled down to his crotch.

  Robert could resist no longer. He put his arms around her and pulled her closer so her big chest pressed against him. She slipped her hand into his pants and grabbed his growing cock. She yanked off his pants to free it. It was bigger than Paul's, by at least a couple of inches. She smiled. She slipped out of her sweatpants and pulled Robert down on top of her on the couch. His big cock felt great inside her. They fucked each other's brains out for close to an hour, and would have kept going except that Robert was paged to return to the lab. "Well, nobody can complain you weren't thorough" Allison commented as Robert grabbed the measurements and exited, pulling up his pants as he left.

  It became a daily ritual. He would measure her, then they would make love on whatever horizontal surface seemed appropriate. Most of the nursing staff was well aware of this, but said nothing because they feared being assigned to Allison.

  Allison was growing faster now. Within six weeks, she'd shot up two inches and was now as tall as Robert. This only made her more sexually ravenous, and Robert was happy to comply. Their lovemaking sessions were getting longer by the week, sometimes keeping Robert from his job for hours at a time. Allison couldn't get over how small everyone else was starting to seem. They all looked up at her towering figure in awe, envy, and maybe a little fear. She marveled at the strange turn of events. All she'd wanted was a bigger chest... make that, any chest. Now, she had the biggest breasts she'd ever seen, and the longest legs as well. At nights, she wondered when she'd stop growing... or if.

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  Uncle Mike felt a little silly at the offices of Putdon Industries, the makers of the growth hormone. But the coincidence had been gnawing at him, and he was in the neighborhood. He explained about Allison's sudden growth, and was assured there was no way the hormone could work on humans. Nonetheless, he was asked to wait.

  Ten minutes later, he was in the office of the president of the company, a short, sixty-ish gentleman named Mr. Kessler. He asked Mike detailed questions about Allison's growth. It seemed to trouble him. He buzzed his secretary. "Send my daughter in," he told her.

  "The hormone," Mr. Kessler explained, "was specifically designed to work only on cows. Obviously, we want it that way. However, for some time we have known that, under specific circumstances, in rare instances, it can work on humans."

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  Just then, the door opened, and Mike could hardly believe his eyes. A beautiful woman ducked through the door and stood up straight. She had to be at least 6'6", if not taller. She was in her late twenties, with shoulder length blond hair. She wore a tight blue dress that clung to her full breasts and round behind, cut high to reveal her incredible -- and incredibly long -- legs. "You called, Dad?" she asked.

  Kessler introduced his daughter, Julia, to Mike. Julia shook Mike's hand, and Mike was practically shaking, this gorgeous woman towering above him, smiling graciously. She sat on the couch across from Mike and crossed her fantastic legs. Kessler explained the situation. Julia nodded, then took over.

  "In case you hadn't guessed, height like this doesn't run in my family. When my brother and I were teenagers, he stole some of Dad's growth hormone, and encouraged me to take it with him. The joke was on him, because he's still barely 5'6", while I shot up to 6'8". We later came to understand that, in humans, the hormone works only on females, and even then only on girls in the late stages of puberty."

  "That's a pretty big 'only,'" Mike objected.

  "Too big," Julia replied. "That's why we added the theremine. Essentially, it's a suppressor. It counteracts the effect of the hormone in humans."

  "Then that still doesn't explain Allison," Mike said. "Unless she could remove that suppressor."

  "It can't be removed," Julia told him. "It can be neutralized, but only by being heated to over three hundred degrees. But I don't see how she could have known to do that."

  Mike shrugged. He wanted to say something, anything, just to keep the conversation going with this gorgeous towering woman. Alas, nothing came to mind.

  Julia showed him to the parking lot. She gave him her card. "Call me if you have any more questions about your niece," she said. Mike put the card in his pocket. "Or," she added, "if you just want to." He looked up at her. Was she saying what he thought she was? She smiled down at him. Mike nodded awkwardly and drove off.

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  Jenny hit 6'5" before the growth spurt stopped. Whatever awkwardness she felt about her height was offset by her new boyfriend, Jimmy Hughes, the school's 6'8" basketball star. Sara was less picky. Or, more accurately, she decided not to pick. Topping out at 6'2", her incredible body and tremendous breasts meant she could have any guy in the school. She chose instead to have all of them. Not at once, or in a row. But, at a rate of two or more a week, she was sampling the guys with remarkable speed. Her sexual skills soon caught up with her sexual appetite, and the other girls knew that once Sara had set her sights on their guy, their guy was hers... at least for a night.

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