The music over his headphones began to play itself out. He sang along with the dying chorus and pressed the rewind button as it ended. At that moment, Katie squeezed her lover in that special way and Amber let out a deep and resonating moan that filled the whole level of the building. The janitor cringed, dropping his walkman to the floor, and looked around to see what had just happened.

  He turned in time to see the bright smile disappear over the top of the window. The firm curvature of the top of Amber's enormous breasts grew into view; just below the long collarbone that rose, but didn't fall as far, with each passing breath. Without the music, he could hear her heavy panting reverberate. She had raised one arm and wrapped it around the building, the toned length of it surrounding the floor of one side.

  The building shook again and he almost fell to the ground. The shrieking sound of skin rubbing against glass filled the air. The janitor looked back forward and watched as the swelling mounds began to fill the entire view. Tanned flesh pressed heavily against the windows; and they were still steadily growing in mass. He heard the creak of the glass as it tried to bend and accommodate the incredible weight of them. Her dark nipples began to slide up the building as her height increased.

  "Holy Mary, mother of God!" His mouth was wide open in shock at the extraordinary sight. He took a step backward, dropping his mop.

  Amber let out another moan and her body surged upwards; her massive breasts streaking the clean shine and completely blocking any other view. A large area holding the wide circle of her left aureole cracked. The cry of the glass gave the janitor a start. He heard another crash behind him and turned to see her squeezing the far corner of the building with her strong fingers. She had accidentally gouged out a handful of concrete, leaving the steel girders, in her throes of ecstasy. The ground shook again and the cracks in the windows extended.

  The room was becoming unbearably hot, but he could do nothing but stare. There was a booming thunder that rumbled all around him; it mixed with an extended groan from Amber as she peaked just as the wall shattered and a few tons of firm and expanding flesh burst through and thrust it's way forward.

  The janitor didn't have a chance.

  He was pinned against the brass elevators by their heated weight. One engorged nipple spread over his body and he could feel her pulse vibrate through his very being. The floor began to give way, not designed to support such a tremendous load. He felt it drop out beneath him and the metallic doors behind fell as the shaft crumbled without it's support.

  He flew downward, in a shower of debris, through the deteriorating building, into the dark void below.

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  Wendy squeezed Kristina's arm and smiled at how strong and firm the muscle was. The lines of definition were deep and intricate as they stood out in dark shades all over both of their giant bodies. Kristina pulled her close and touched their lips together in a long kiss as they lay reclined on 5th street.

  Lisa and Rachel had gone off ahead of them as her and Wendy stayed behind to play with the cars that were left abandoned in the streets. They busied themselves by sorting the various vehicles by color and type; giggling as they watched themselves pick up even the largest of trucks with ease in their hands. Some of their friends might have had a tough time picking up a Volkswagen at their current size, but they were a little beyond that.

  They were muscular; not grotesquely so, or even bulky, but they were tall and devoid of unsightly excess. Their custom made swimsuits were tight and clung to their skin, helping to accentuate their sharp contours and the solid shape of their endowments. By their judgment, they were perfect, and rightly so.

  People crowded the sidewalks around them in efforts to watch the might of the sixty foot tall women.

  Kristina scanned the gatherers and smiled down upon them. She reached towards the street corner and some of the people standing there backed away, falling down in tangles of legs and arms. Nearby them, chained to a metal rack set in the concrete, were a few bicycles; they leaned there peacefully and, with a quick tug, Kristina broke the chains that bound them and lifted them off of the ground. A few of the people gasped in astonishment at the ease of the task. She handed one to Wendy and they each held one of the Trek brand frames between their hands.

  "One ... two ... three!" Kristina grimaced and did her best to compact the carbon-fiber frame faster than her lover. The wheels easily crumbled as the spokes gave way to her strength, with a loud snap the top bar split into two pieces and one of the water bottle cages came loose and tumbled far below to the ground. She looked at Wendy and saw her biceps flexing with considerable power; the taut skin glistened in the sunlight and she felt herself becoming aroused as she watched. Wendy cocked an eyebrow and held up a distorted, plastic sphere that was what was left of her bicycle.

  "Done." Kristina just dropped hers and stepped into Wendy's embrace. They wrapped their arms around each other and squeezed with vigorous intensity.

  "Come on, I think it's time we went to the hotel." Wendy bent her head and playfully bit the firm mound of Kristina's right breast. The resulting surge of pleasure caused her body to grow through one of the ties on her makeshift shorts. The back of them flapped open and Kristina's full and toned buttock flexed through. Wendy began to knead it with her hand as they walked down 5th Street. Most of their spectators gathered in close knit groups and quickly followed. As the Westin Bonaventure Hotel loomed before them, Wendy began to giggle.

  "I remember when we first came here, so long ago. You treated me to the most wonderful week I ever spent in my whole life."

  Kristina kissed her on the neck, casually licking the area where it met her shoulders.

  "Well, let's see if we can top it with something even more incredible."

  They reached Flower Street and looked up the block to the northeast; a number of second story skybridges connected the hotel and the blue-white glass of the Citibank Plaza, that stretched up far into the sky. The whole of it sparkled in the early afternoon light as they quickly approached with long strides. Wendy ran a long finger along the side of one bridge and looked up to the top of the Westin Bonaventure.

  "We had dinner in the restaurant at the top of that thing. Top Of The Five, damn it was good ... and expensive." Wendy turned with a smile and was caught surprised when Kristina tackled her.

  The force of their grapple sent them stumbling backwards where they collided with one of the sky bridges. The metal and stone structure cracked and pieces of it began to fall to the ground below.

  "So that's how you want to play it?" Wendy took hold of Kristina's waist and lifted; her legs tensed as her feet dug into the ground and she picked up her girlfriend and spun her into another section of the skybridge. Some people ran screaming as large chunks of concrete broke loose and the whole of it began to crumble; others began trembling at the awesome sight of the two titanesses playfully wrestling.

  "I love doing this, how often do you get the chance to play with someone with such an incredible body?"

  Wendy backed a little away and put up her hands defensively.

  "As often as you want, from now till forever." She lunged forward and Kristina caught her. They fell backwards and broke through the remains of the bridge, sending debris showering down. Their bodies crushed an empty, white Jaguar as they landed and Wendy instinctively wrapped her legs around her lover and squeezed with a scissor-like grip.

  Kristina threw back her head and moaned at the sensation; as it drew to it's end, the front of her top began to moan as well. The connecting line of fabric visibly thinned as it strained; until it snapped and fell behind her to the ground. Her massive breasts jutted into the air as they slowly continued to expand. She rose to her knees, Wendy still clinging to her as the remnants of the lower half of her outfit tore away in the process, and took hold of the band of fabric that surrounded her girlfriend's upper half like a thinning ring. With a swift tug, the light brown cloth tore pulled away. Wendy's own breasts quivered for a moment, then reassumed their buoyant shape over the strong muscles of her chest.

  Kristina began to stand, easily lifting Wendy along with her. She made a quick turn and Wendy lost her hold, slipping to the ground; but she jumped back up and took hold of Kristina's hands. They began to push against one another as they locked gazes. A light sweat had broken out over both of their naked bodies and the sweet smell of it drifted into the watching crowd. They were still growing and their heights were beginning to climb towards the top of the outer towers of the Westin Bonaventure Hotel.

  Kristina grunted, her forearms were visibly straining and her whole body quivered in it's statuesque glory. Their feet dug into the ground, pushing up pieces of crumbling asphalt. Wendy lifted their hands over their heads and began to push down; she laughed.

  "It's not often I beat you at this, I must be enjoying this more because I have to be bigger than you if I'm winning."

  Kristina began to lean backward. Her broad back was well defined and her long legs were near their ending point. She just smiled up at her lover.

  "I'm just taking it easy on you because I love you and I don't want to hurt you."

  Wendy laughed again and started to say something but Kristina jerked her body forward and they both flew back where Wendy crashed up against the side of the Bonaventure. The glass cracked under the impact and Wendy's eyes went wide; she bit her lip as her nose wrinkled in admiration.

  "Ooo, I love you."

  Kristina held on to both of her arms, pushing them further into the building. Wendy sneered as she was forced to allow herself to succumb to her lover's grip, Kristina forcefully kissed her and their mingled breaths filled the air. Below them, someone accidentally leaned on their car horn; but they didn't notice. Kristina ground her hard thigh into the soft folds of Wendy's crotch as they continued to glide their upper bodies against each other. They kissed once more and Kristina began to slither her body down; pushing her body into Wendy's as hard as she could. Their unpliant skin not yielding to the pressure of pressing flesh. She got down on one knee and thrust her face into her lover's waiting crotch.

  Wendy cried out as Kristina's tongue writhed inside her. She ran her hands through the short black hair and pushed it deeper and closer still, her eyes flitting as her body electrified with prickly sensation. One of her long legs came up as she kept her balance on tipped toes with the other. She wrapped it around Kristina's neck as her thigh made slow circles, kneading the broad shoulders beneath.

  Kristina slid Wendy's firm clitoris between her moist lips and gently glided it over her tongue as she pressed it against the roof of her mouth. She reached around Wendy's backside and clenched her firm posterior as she squeezed with eager fingers.

Wendy's face was contorted with the waves of animal energy that surged from her pelvis to every tip of her body. She kept pushing her legs downward and her body was pressed further into the hotel; her tense skin spreading over the glass as she continued to grow. Her height visibly increasing with each pulse of Kristina's mouth, with each gentle suckling over her pulsating womanhood. Wendy quivered, her warm cream flowing into her lover who relished the taste and continued to drink.

Kristina was growing as well. The feel of Wendy's strong legs caressing her and the pure eroticism of being this close to her lover's incredible body had always sent the most stimulating of shivers through her own. She wasn't growing as fast, however, and their difference in size was becoming apparent to the enraptured crowd. Kristina didn't care. She groped the expanding flesh and reveled in the muscular detail that kept becoming more and more prominent. Remaining on her knees and struggling to reach all the way up her lover's legs, Kristina continued to labor.

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