Mike hung up the phone. "That was my brother-in-law. He and my sister are nearly broke thanks to their incredible growing daughter. They can't control her at all anymore."

  "Why don't we go over there?" Julia suggested. "Maybe we can figure out how the hell she's doing it."

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  Mike and Julia searched Allison's room for any clues. Nothing. Not even the bottle the hormone came in. Julia looked through Allison's clothes. She held some up next to her. "Wow," she said, "she sure is a big girl."

  They'd just about given up when Julia went to fridge to get a drink. That's when she smelled it. "Somatotropin! It's in here, somewhere." She leaned over and sniffed around. With all the smells competing, it wasn't easy. Finally, she came upon the brownies. Four trays worth.

  "That's how she burned off the theremine!" Julia told Mike. "She poured the stuff into the brownie mix, baked them, the heat left pure somatotropin. But how did she know to do it?"

  Allison answered. "I guess it was just dumb luck."

  Julia spun around to see Allison towering above her. My god, she was huge! Julia was used to looking way down at everybody, not way up. Allison looked at the brownies.

  "I'll take those," she said.

  With that, she easily snatched the brownies from Julia's hands and held them so high, even the 6'8" Julia couldn't reach them. Allison grabbed a brownie and took a bite.

  "Stop!" Mike said. "Why do this? Aren't you big enough?"

  Allison smiled. "I don't think I can ever be big enough. Look at you two. You're terrified of me. Imagine when I'm twice as big as you!" With that, she shoved an entire tray of brownies into her mouth. "Mmmm. I'm still hungry." She downed the second tray. Julia and Mike looked on powerlessly. Allison was just too big to be stopped.

  "Mmmm," Allison continued. "I can almost feel the growth starting." She ran her free hand over her enormous breasts and down her huge body. "Bigger," she whispered. Then she swallowed up the third tray.

  "I wonder how tall I'll grow," Allison mused aloud. "I've never eaten this much at once, and I'm still growing from the last batches." And with that, she gobbled up the final tray of brownies. "Well, nothing to do now but grow."

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  And grow she did. It was only weeks before she hit eight feet, and was nine feet tall less than two months after that. When she walked down the street, she felt like the only adult in a world of children. Her sexual appetite grew with her, and men were powerless to resist her... not that many wanted to. She staged orgies where she was the only woman, as she challenged the child-men to satisfy her enormous needs.

  To avoid a lawsuit, Julia convinced her father to have Putdon pay for Allison's clothes, which she grew out of weekly. "She's growing at an incredible rate," she told her father. "She's not slowing down at all. This stuff is more potent than even I ever realized."

  Eventually, though, Allison's growth did begin to slow. It took her three months to reach ten feet tall, and three months after that, she was only 10'7". By this time, few people she saw were more than waist high to her. Everybody fell over each other to please her. Nobody dared make the giant Allison angry. Thus, she rarely got angry, although she did destroy a newsstand when she noticed none other than Meg Palmer on the cover of "Vogue."

  Putdon paid for that, too.

  Allison finally stopped growing at 11'3". Each of her legs were six feet long. She could barely fit through doors. She was rarely able to stand up indoors. And there weren't very many cars she could even squeeze into. But she didn't care. She loved her size. Puberty was finally over, so the hormone would no longer work for her, even if she had any left. But she was content to be 11'3". Finally, she thought she was big enough.

  It was about six months later when Allison sat in the park, enjoying the spring day. She noticed a group of schoolgirls, probably tenth graders. They were wearing flimsy tops, finally able to show off their figures after months of heavy coat weather. All except for one girl. The others teased her, called her "Flatty Patty." She was a small girl, flat-chested and petite. The other girls taunted her, then went off without her.

  Allison was struck. She stood and walked over to the girl. The girl looked up at Allison, stunned by her size. Allison was moved. Just a few years ago, she was the size of this girl. Now, her legs were significantly longer than the girl's whole body. She kneeled down to comfort the girl. "Don't let them get you down," she said.

  "Easy for you to say," the girl said, still looking up at the kneeling Allison. "You don't know what it's like."

  "I know exactly what it's like," Allison said. "And I know exactly what to do about it." Uncle Mike must still have some of the hormone at the farm, she thought. At her size, who was going to stop her from getting it?

  "Come with me," Allison said, standing up. The girl followed her out of the park. Allison looked down at her. "I hope you like brownies."

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