Nearly a full year.

That's how long it had taken for Dani to save up enough money. It wasn't even remotely a casual expenditure. She could have bought several cars with the kind of money she was about to casually drop on a prostitute. Nice cars, too. European, brand new, the kind that you can't drive at top speed except at special courses for rich people and TV hosts. Hell, she could have bought a house with this kind of money. Or at least an apartment. If she'd done this a week earlier she'd have had to live off of instant ramen for the rest of the month.

Here she was, a responsible and financially independent adult, wandering through a seedy back alley in order to spend a full year's savings on sex.

Her destination wasn't hard to find – she'd expected it to be much more out of the way than it ended up being. Certainly not just a few blocks away from a major university. It didn't look like the single most high-class brothel in the world. If anything, it looked...

Well, like a dive bar and grill. Which, according to the small neon sign directly above the door, it was. The Hole in the Wall Bar And Grill. Cheap food, good drinks, best burgers in the state, and below that a “help wanted” sign that looked like it hadn't been touched in a decade. Nervously, Dani opened the door and slid inside the dimly lit space.

The restaurant was long and narrow. To Dani's left were a series of sparsely populated booths, with the prerequisite random collection of kitsch embedded in the wall. To her right was an absolutely enormous bar. It stretched from the entrance almost all the way to the back of the bar, less a table and more an entire fucking oak tree cut in half vertically, laid on its side, and polished until customers would probably not get splinters. Behind the bar was an equally vast wall of alcohol. Dani had seen liquor stores with a smaller selection. Floor to ceiling, only interrupted by an unassuming door on the far side of the building space that presumably led into the kitchen. Not that Dani could see the ceiling. The whole thing was enveloped in a thick haze of what seemed to be cigarette smoke, leaving the place murky and dim.

It was probably fake, Dani realized. That much smoke would have a very distinct odour that was decidedly absent. And, more pointedly, not a single person in the building had a cigarette in their mouth. There weren't even any ashtrays that she could see, and there was a small no smoking sign on the bar close to her. It would hardly be the first restaurant she'd encountered that used magic to enhance the atmosphere. And, unless she was in completely the wrong place, the presence of magic was hardly surprising.

Dani cautiously trudged her way into the restaurant and quickly claimed a seat at the bar, to remain out of the path of actual paying customers. She hadn't been able to find any real information beyond a phone number and location. Calling the number had allowed her to set an appointment – and nothing else. Dani realized with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that she didn't actually have any idea how to actually access the prostitutes.

“Welcome. What can I get for y'all?”

Dani jumped slightly at the sudden interruption of her internal monologue. It had come from a man she assumed to be the bartender, given that he was standing behind the bar and was dressed like a bartender. Though, on the other hand, most bartenders weren't eight feet tall. Dani recoiled slightly as the enormous man loomed over her, entirely incidentally. His arms bulged with thick, wiry muscle that his sleeves seemed to be just adequate to contain, while the buttons of his vest seemed ready to pop at any moment from the girth of his barrel chest. Everything about him was exceptionally huge, at least relative to other canines she knew – he appeared to be a great dane, though she wasn't particularly familiar with breeds of dog. But what really drew her attention was the bulge in his pants the size of her head.

Dani immediately made eye contact and pointedly refused to break it. “I've got an appointment?” she croaked nervously.

“Ah. Dani Brannfurke?” he asked, his voice a slow, rumbling drawl. She nodded. “Y'all get one complimentary drink a'fore the session. Isn't mandatory, but I wouldn't recommend skipping out on it if ya' know what's good for ya'.”

“Oh. Beer, please. I'm not picky about brands, but I prefer baltic porters. Anything dark is fine.” The bartender silently nodded, expertly producing a glass filled with a chocolatey brown liquid topped with an inch or so of coffee coloured foam.

Dani took the glass and chugged the shit out of it. The bartender chuckled. “Don't worry, everyone’s nervous their first time. Follow me, please.”

The dane led her to the back of the building, ushering her through the door into the kitchen before taking an abrupt right turn and heading up a steep staircase as dimly lit as the restaurant proper had been. Dani kept her eyes firmly down, to avoid tripping and falling and breaking her neck as the bartender guided her into a narrow hallway, stopping in front of a nondescript wooden door which he opened before gesturing for her to enter. “Your girl'll be with y'all shortly.”

The room was fairly large. A king sized canopy bed was nestled against the rear wall, directly in the centre, with an enormous dresser to its right and a large oak table to the left and closer towards the entrance. The room was still dimly lit, but the atmosphere wasn't so much seedy as it was warm and cozy. Like a log cabin on a winter day.

There was also, she noted, a box of xxxl condoms on top of the table. “Nine times outta ten those don't see use, but 's nice to have 'em around.”

Dani didn't like to use the term “professional freerunner” to describe herself. It was just a hobby, but it was ultimately a hobby that she had very successfully monetized. She had professional sponsors and people paid good money to obtain videos of her doing her thing and once had been offered a job doing stuntwork in an actual real Hollywood movie. She'd declined, as she would have had to move and honestly fuck southern California, but it remained as a testament to the fact that, as much as she was reluctant to admit it, she was very good at parkour.

Which was how she managed to jump almost to the ceiling from a standing position. “Jesus fuck!”

“Yo,” the intruder said with a small wave. “Oh, hey, a fellow panda, that's cool.”

“... You're a raccoon,” Dani said, feeling like an idiot stating the obvious.

The stranger grinned widely. She pointed at Dani. “Red panda,” she said matter-of-factly before placing a thumb firmly on her ample chest. “Trash panda. Technically our species' are more closely related than either of us is ta' giant pandas. Mustelids for life.”

“... Okay.”

“Ah, right. Roxie Gaze, I'll be your paid fuckbuddy for the night.”

Dani had developed a certain vague image in mind of what employees at the most expensive brothel in the world might look like. Roxie was almost exactly the opposite of that mental image. Thankfully, though she looked like a homeless person, she didn't smell like one, and her fur seemed to have been washed at least once. “Yeah, spent some time living on the streets 'fore I got hired by Missus Dreamer. Didn't care much for the accommodations, but the fashion kinda grew on me. Ain't nothin' more comfortable than hobo clothing, lemme tell you.” A ratty looking old hoodie, a similarly ratty pair of dark grey sweatpants with a hole for her bushy tail to peek out from, no shoes, and fingerless gloves which allowed her nimble fingers the dexterity to fiddle with the small brown envelope she was holding. Dani considered objecting to the lack of class, but at the end of the day the only difference in their fashion was that Dani's clothing was newer and didn't include the glo-

Wait, hold on, that was the envelope she'd brought the payment in. “Hey!”

“Chill, dude, 's not like you weren't gonna give it to me at some point anyway. Seventy five, eighty... Yeah, all one hundred k is here, in cash. Glad we got that outta the way.” Dani gave her a dirty look and she held her hands up defensively. “Sorry, 's a 'coon thing. Old instincts.”

“Give me some warning next time,” Dani muttered.

“'kay. Aaaaaanyhoo, that's the payment in order. Everything's good to go. 'parently I'm supposed to edge you for as long as I can, seems simple enough. You ready?”

Dani almost demanded a different girl. Roxie was certainly attractive enough – she had a pretty face, dressing like a homeless person aside, and her tits were nice and big. But dammit, if she was going to be spending a hundred thousand dollars on a prostitute, she wanted one who looked worth a hundred thousand dollars. And Roxie didn't look worth five bucks on a dirty street corner. She wasn't really sure what stopped her. Curiosity, she supposed. The Hole in the Wall had a reputation, and if it was even remotely deserved then there was much more to Roxie than met the eye. “Yeah. You gonna, like, bust out handcuffs or something?”

“Nah, from what I'm told they'd be kinda pointless after a bit.” She snapped her fingers, the sharp noise cutting through the conversation like a gunshot. “There we go.”

“... wait, that's it?”

“Yep. Bit of magic I picked up a while back. I think it's technically a curse? Until I undo it you aren't gonna be able to cum no matter what. Soooo, for instance...” She snapped her fingers again and, like a bad jumpcut in real life, her clothing vanished completely.

“Oh.”

Roxie grinned widely as she followed Dani's line of vision to the enormous, dark brown horsecock that hung heavily from her crotch. “Let's say I get this bugger hard and fuck your tight slut-hole for a few weeks non-stop. You'd feel everything, but you wouldn't be able to finish without my sayso. Shit I could fuck you for a few years and you wouldn't be close to finishing.” It was huge. They always were, in Dani's admittedly limited experience, but that didn't take away from how fucking massive it was, without even being hard yet.

“Jesus.”

“Yeah, 's pretty big. More of a shower'n a grower, unfortunately. But I get the impression you don't really care with how you're starin'.”

That wasn't to say the rest of Roxie wasn't impressive. She had a lithe, athletic build to her. Very good muscle definition on her arms and legs and abs. There wasn't actually a lot of difference between Roxie and what Dani looked like underneath her own clothing. Aside from the good foot and a half of height Roxie had on her, of course. And the cock. And the tits twice the size of her head – Dani's breasts were exactly big enough to not count as flat chested.

Dani also had always had slightly oversized hands and feet, like a puppy that had just started to get big. A trait that, she noticed with mild jealousy, Roxie decidedly lacked.

“So I assume you're okay with me takin' the lead, then?” Dani nodded dumbly, her furious blushing hidden by auburn fur as she continued to stare violently at Roxie's naked body. “Cool. Given, ah, the situation, I assume you wanna get naked first? We've got spare clothing available just in case but most folks don't really wanna risk their outfit getting destroyed.”

“Oh, um. N-no. It's fine.” Dani had to struggle to get the words out. To do anything, really, aside from dumbly stare at the staggeringly gorgeous woman in front of her. Her heart raced and her nethers moistened slightly, and she could feel a tightness in her chest as her hardening nipples rubbed against the plain white t-shirt that she wore under her hoodie – she had elected not to wear a bra.

“Good choice, kiddo. Ain't nothin' more fun than fuckin' so hard your clothing gets wrecked.”

“Y-yeah,” Dani replied in a quiet mutter as Roxie strutted up to her, hips rocking back and forth seductively and big floofy tail waving lazily back and forth.

“Speakin' of, I figure it's time to get to the foreplay. Don't you?”

Dani opened her mouth to reply, at which point Roxie darted in and hefted her up, promptly silencing the smaller woman with a kiss. She was a very good kisser. Nothing fancy, nothing weird. Just plain old passion and enthusiasm. Her tongue pressed firmly against Dani's, warm and wet and wriggling slightly. After a brief moment of shock, Dani tentatively reciprocated, slowly losing herself to the moment. She placed a hand on the back of Roxie's head and wrapped her athletic legs tightly around the raccoon's waist, steadying herself while her free hand grabbed at Roxie's generous chest. It took some effort to wedge it in there, with how tightly Roxie was pressing their bodies together. One hand pressed into Dani's back and the other cradled her head. The raccoon's titans mushed gloriously against Dani's own modest b-cups.

“Someone's getting feely. You didn't strike me as the assertive type, not that I mind. 's more fun this way.”

It took Dani a moment to register that Roxie had just talked in spite of the fact that she hadn't broken the kiss, and another to realize that her voice had come from behind. Immediately as that realization hit her, she felt another set of enormous tits pressing into her back, hot breath dancing down the back of her neck and nimble fingers dancing along her sides. One left entirely, circling around to caress the other Roxie's ass. The other worked its way between the two, gently slipping into her pants.

“Oooh, someone's fucking soaked. You sure are enjoying yourself considering we've just kissed until now,” the other Roxie cooed into her ear as she slowly began to rub Dani's thoroughly soaked panties. “Geeze, I guess you weren't kidding when you said you had a hair trigger. Good thing I cursed you so you can't cum or we'd 'a prolly failed the edging experiment already.” The second sentence didn't miss a beat from the first, which made the fact that it was being cooed into the other ear somewhat unusual.

The Third Fucking Roxie unequivocally confirmed her presence quickly, reaching under Dani's shirt and giving her tits a squeeze. “It's paying off though, little miss c-cups~” She punctuated her statement by giving them a squeeze. “Shit, I think you're pushin' D, even.” Dani mumbled a vague response through the still ongoing kiss. God, she felt so fucking hot, all over. Especially her chest. That tightness was still there – if anything it was worse. They throbbed, like a cock slowly engorging with blood.

Which, she supposed, was essentially what was happening. A quirk of anatomy or genetics or something. Maybe her parents had lived a bit too close to a nuclear power plant or to a magical waste disposal facility, or maybe one of her distant ancestors had been some kind of mythical beastie. Maybe all of the above. She didn't really know the exact cause. All she knew was that when she got aroused, her boobs started to grow.

And grow, and grow and grow. They weren't yet a match for Roxie's own enormous pair but it was only a matter of time. As it was they had already gone beyond the standard A-through-D alphabet, reaching into the weird sizes you had to get custom ordered. And this was just the fuckin' beginning.

Roxie – specifically the initial Roxie, Dani mentally specified to herself – broke the kiss, leaving a thin trail of drool connecting their tongues as she slowly pulled away. Instinctively, Dani released her legs and Roxie took a few steps back. The other two of her gently lowered Dani to the ground as the initial Roxie took in her handiwork. “Geeze, looks like that was enough to get you to around an F cup or so. That's just me eyeballing it, but still, that's five whole cup sizes in like two minutes tops.”

“How quickly does this usually go?” interjected one of the rear Roxies.

“Slower than this,” Dani managed. Her mind was swimming in a vague haze of pleasure, and the two rear Roxies had to carefully support her so she didn't fall backwards. And oh god did her chest feel tight. “Why are there three of you?”

“Technically there's not,” Roxie corrected. “It's kind of a long story, and we don't really got time for it? But since the whole point of this is edging you I figure we can afford to turn down the heat a bit for exposition.”

“As a compromise we'll keep it to the short version,” one of the Rear Roxies interjected. “I was digging through a dumpster near a shitty old abandoned motel, lookin' for anything valuable that might'a gotten thrown out and then it turned out it wasn't abandoned?” The way Roxie talked was intensely disorienting. The rear Roxie started talking and it slowly and elegantly flowed to the other rear Roxie and then to the front Roxie without missing a beat. “Turned out some mad scientist was using it as a makeshift lab? Great lady, by the way, if a bit weird. Very helpful with disposing of spare bodies when I'm done with them. She injected me with somethin' and then, well...”

There was no apparent effort on Roxie's part. Not even a token effort like when she'd used magic. One moment she held her arms out and the next her body rippled like it had turned into liquid and another Roxie elegantly stepped out of it. “It took a lot longer the first time, of course, but I've had a lotta practice since. Learned a few tricks. Here, watch this.” She reached down and grasped her hardening shaft, lifting it up and out of itself and quite suddenly she had two penises. “Tada! Instant double penetration. Go on, give it a taste.”

“Wh-” once again Dani found her query interrupted, the rear Roxies firmly grabbing her arms and pushing her down on her knees while a third grabbed her head and held it in place. The multicocked Roxie strode forward confidently, sprouting a second pair of arms with which to lift her semi-flaccid members and drape them over Dani's head while the others grabbed her ears and shoved them against her overfull sac.

She had four balls, Dani noticed.

“Give it a lick. I'm told I taste pretty good.”

Dani obliged – she didn't really have much of a choice, not that she felt inclined to object at this point. Roxie had more than proven herself to be worth the investment, and besides which she absolutely tasted pretty damn good. Salty and sweet and rich and oh so very musky and virile. The taste made her feel dizzy, and also probably resulted in another three cup sizes in a smooth surge of growth. She only really noticed the small army of Roxies pulling her back onto the ground and holding her there because it increased the distance between her and Roxie's cocks.

“Don't wanna take things too quickly, babe.” Dani counted a total of six Roxies – two holding her arms, two further holding her legs, a fifth holding her head in place, and of course the multicocked apparent leader of the pack, standing over her and grinning. “I mean, 's not like you're cummin' any time soon, but you paid a hunnerd thou for this and I wanna make sure you get your money's worth.”

Dani instinctively struggled against the small crowd of Roxies pinning to the ground. To her credit, she managed to make some progress before several more Roxies joined in, putting the total at at least ten that she could see. The Roxie with two penises strode forward, standing over the much smaller panda. “Besides, I've been doing all the work so far. 's time for you to earn your keep, kiddo.”

“I'd be more than happy to get back to worshipping your balls,” Dani didn't say because Roxie once again snapped her fingers, and she found herself quite incapable of speaking. She had no idea what exactly it was Roxie had done to her beyond that her arousal had spiked hard. It felt like a punch to the face. Zero to sixty in a snap of the fingers. Pointedly, it was enough for her breasts to lurch past head-sized. “What did you dooooooo~” she managed to force out in between moans.

“Another spell I picked up ages ago. I'm surprised you haven't figured out what it does, I'd figure it's pretty obvious.” Dani couldn't muster up a response, merely groaning weakly as her breasts slowly swelled. The waist of her hoodie slowly moving its way upwards, revealing more and more of her midriff as it became less and less loose fitting. “Here, I'll give you a hint,” she said, before unceremoniously dropping down and sitting on Dani's crotch, grinding her hot, moist box against the sizable bulge that had appeared in Dani's sweatpants.

In any other circumstances, Dani would probably have came right then and there. As it was, she let out a cry of ecstasy but quickly found herself hitting a wall. Her pleasure didn't plateau, it kept on building. It didn't stop, but it didn't release either. It just kept on as it had been, pressure mounting in one constant steady stream up against an unbreakable wall. Something was going to have to give, and that something was Dani's body. She'd only ever gotten to this point a scant few times in the past – she just plain didn't have the willpower to edge herself for this long. If she was unclear on the mechanics behind arousal making her breasts grow, she was even less clear on the mechanics behind the rest of her body joining in once she reached a certain point. It was slow, slower than her breasts, but she could feel herself getting taller, a fraction of a fraction of an inch at a time. Her muscles tightened, her hips widened, her ass filled out, even her boyish hair got longer.

And, of course, her brand new cock pulsed bigger and bigger as it engorged with blood, straining her sweatpants the way her breasts strained her hoodie. “If you ever pick up any magic, a good ol' basic cock spell should be your first priority. Trust me, you never know when you're gonna need to make a cock happen.” Roxie leaned forward until she was lying on top of the suddenly much less smaller red panda. Their breasts, much more evenly matched than they had been the last time, squashed together, growing flesh oozing to the sides as the weight of Roxie's displaced them.

“Grow for me, slut.”

Dani didn't need to be told twice, not that she had any say in the matter. Roxie's sensual whisper sent a twinge of arousal down Dani's spine and her body responded to that need by lurching bigger. There was a loud ripping sound as the fabric of her sweatpants failed to contain the three feet of rock-hard cock she had been granted. The glistening black flesh slapped wetly against Roxie's back before another Roxie climbed on top of it, firmly mashing her own rock-hard member against it. Abruptly, the fractions of inches of height she had been gaining turned into full feet, propelling her from a foot and a half shorter than Roxie to a half-foot taller in one fell swoop.

And her tits fuckin' exploded. Dani screamed with what would have been orgasm in any other situation as they doubled in size, shattering any reasonably usable alphabet into fucking smithereens. Big and round, firm but with a hefty weight to them that made it clear they were still one hundred percent natural. The double-dicked Roxie was almost flung across the room by the force of their sudden violent expansion, only saved by the equally sudden appearance of Dani's cock and another Roxie catching her. She flopped back forward on top of the much bigger chest, her twin cocks slipping into the generous underboob that had come into existence. Her once loose-fitting hoodie now barely covered the top half of her tits, stretched tautly over soft flesh and still slowly sliding its way up as they grew and grew and grew.

Roxie leaned forward and rested on the borderline beanbag boobs. “So hey, what's the biggest y'all've ever gotten?” Dani opened her mouth to reply but only managed to moan as the Roxie tending to her shaft began to grind against it, rubbing her shaft up and down and wrapping her tits around it and licking and squeezing. “Come on, babe, you can focus long enough to gimme an answer.”

“T-twelve faahnngggg~” Dani's eyes rolled back into her head as Roxie squeezed her breasts as best as she was capable of given their enormitude.

“Honestly, some folks just can't multitask. Here I am, givin' you attention from several angles at once, doing grocery shoppin' for the month, helpin' my scientist friend with a few experiments, and seeing to two other customers, and do you hear me missin' any beats? Nope.” Roxie smirked smugly, placing her hands on top of Dani's nipples and pressing, drawing a moan from the larger girl. “Anyway, twelve feet's the record? 'bit small, to be honest. Barely even technically macro. What say we aim to overachieve and shoot for a mile, or if anythin' new comes up. Whichever comes first. I'm gonna start fucking your tits, now.”

“Wait, wh-ghaaaaaaannnnnn!” Dani cried out as Roxie grabbed her nipples and squeezed. It was merely a prelude, an attempt to gain some extra leverage before her hips became a blur, her shaft thrusting into the tight cleavage created by her woefully inadequate top. But oh did it feel good. A fullness, separate from the tightness of her ongoing growth, blossomed deep in the depths of her titflesh, building and building and building until, with another cry of what would have been orgasm were it not for Roxie's curse, twin gysers of thick creamy milk erupted forth. “Oh shit that's new.”

“Wait, your tits grow when you're horny and this is the first time you've had milk happen?” Dani couldn't even tell which Roxie was speaking at this point. Her mind was awash with a cacophony of unfamiliar sensations bombarding her at once. She was barely in a position where she could process what Roxie was saying, let alone which of her numerous bodies was saying it. She wasn't sure how many Roxies there even were at this point. There could be ten or twenty or a million for all she could tell.

“No, it’s not that, it just usually takes way longer for this bit!” It certainly felt like there were a million. An army of very talented sex workers crawling over every inch of her expanding body. In reality of course there were still the same nine holding her down, two on her cock, and another two holding her tits steady while the final one thrust in and out and in and out.

“I guess we have been pushing you bigger pretty relentlessly so far. Do you maybe wanna slow back down for a bit?”

There wasn't really much point in slowing down at this point. Dani was about seven feet tall at this point, and at this point she was typically horny enough that the growth would just come without any further outside. It was a big part of why she usually had so much trouble with edging herself – even if she managed to take things slowly, once things started to snowball like that an orgasm was rarely far behind. “N-naaaahnnnnnn~” was all she managed to say, but Roxie seemed to get the gist.

“Good because I wasn't gonna even if you'd said yes. In fact,” she added, pulling away from Dani's tits. She had at some point, Dani noted, lost the extra arms and cock. Presumably at some point she had fully unleashed the partial clone she'd used to obtain them – likely one of the ones attending to her cock. “What do you say we kick things up a notch?”

Once again, Roxie didn't give Dani the opportunity to respond, not that she'd have said no. The one-raccoon-army quickly and efficiently hefted her up into the air and then around, suspended just high enough in the air to be cock-level with the Roxie standing in front of her. Another Roxie steadied her head, and Dani quickly got the idea of what was going on, opening her mouth nice and wide. “Good girl!” Roxie said, grabbing Dani gently by the ears and rewarding her with a nice up-close taste of her shaft. She eagerly suckled on the salty, musky treat as Roxie began to eagerly fuck her face.

Another set of Roxies congregated beneath her and resumed the attention to her cock and balls, while a whole cluster congregated beneath her tits to squeeze and mash and suck and pump on them. Dani let out a muffled moan of approval as the flow of milk picked up speed. Yet another pair grabbed her ass and pulled the cheeks apart – once again picking up on the intention, Dani eagerly lifted her fluffy tail and was rewarded with a fat cock pressing against her needy cunt, and another against her asshole. The slick lengths slid their way ever so slowly into her eager holes. “Man, considering you're like eight feet tall at this point you sure are fuckin' tight,” a Roxie grunted as she began to thrust her way deeper and deeper. “We'll see how long that lasts.” Dani couldn't really verbally reply, but she let out a grunt of agreement. She had, in the time it had taken Roxie to speak, already reached nine feet, with more Roxies appearing to support her rapidly swelling everything. Her eyes slowly rolled back into her head as her tits finally reached the ground, squashing countless Roxies beneath their bulk.

Nine feet became ten even as she felt a pair of Roxies on either side of her tits squeeze them together and she suddenly became acutely aware that her cock had slid in between them at some point. Her hips began rocking on instinct as she started to titfuck herself. Ten surged into eleven, and the cluster of Roxies began to struggle to keep the now twice as tall as they were Dani aloft, even with the sheer advantage of numbers. Not that they really needed to – she was tall enough that as they let go of her arms and legs she didn't find herself changing in altitude at all. If anything, her still growing breasts were pushing her higher, and she could feel Roxie's suddenly not quite so intimidating cock slipping its way out of her mouth.

“Ah, well, there goes that plan,” a Roxie muttered as she crawled onto Dani's back, gently wrapping her arms around the eleven and a half foot tall red panda. “Prolly shoulda started the fucking sooner, now you're way too big to do it properly.”

“Mnn, it's fine,” Dani grunted in reply. “Just keep doin' what you're doin' I feel something comin'.”

“Well, we've just about passed your last record, but things seem to be slowing down. Maybe we're reaching your limit?”

There was a chance Roxie was right. It'd make sense. Growers weren't exactly rare, but growers capable of passing ten feet without any magical assistance absolutely were. And Dani was fairly sure that she didn't have any magical assistance. That she could surpass twelve feet at all was impressive in and of itself, and she certainly wouldn't mind being twice as tall as the tallest non-macros out there.

But, somehow, she knew that wasn't the case. There was something there, lurking just beyond the horizon. She could feel it. She felt it the last time she had tried edging herself, only for it to slip through her fingers at the last minute. That had been a big part of why she'd made the decision to hire some help, if not outright the primary motivating factor. She could feel it there, just a few inches away. Something very, very big.

“Twelve and a half or so. Missus Dreamer's made all of us learn how to accurately guess folks' heights, so I'm pretty sure I'm right? You've kinda stopped growin', you want me to let you cum now or should we take the fun option and try for more?” Dani opened her mouth to reply, but no words came out. A loud, wet, rumble echoed throughout the room, emanating from her body as she began to twitch and convulse and moan. Roxie grinned. “Imma take that as a 'I think I've hit my second wind so let's go with the fun option', then?”

“B-biiiiigerrrrrrr~” Dani moaned in response as the rumbling got louder and louder and louder, practically to the point of being deafening.

“Hell, yeah!” the Roxie whose cock she'd been sucking cheered, snapping her fingers and then grabbed Dani by her cheeks, popped onto her tip toes, and gave her a big kiss on the lips. Or as big a kiss as she could manage.

Still, it was more than enough. If she were capable of cumming, Dani would have cum right then and there. As it was, she merely grew. Not the slow, steady, regular rate that it had been up until that point. There was a loud ripping sound, the sound of the remainder of Dani's clothing disintegrating as she doubled in size in one fell surge of growth. There was no smooth transition this time, just one moment stretched into eternity. It all seemed to happen at once, and yet at the same time Dani could feel every single fraction of an inch that piled and piled and piled on in uneven bursts that came so rapidly that she could only process them because of the distorted sense of time. Every part of her grew and she could feel every part of her grow. Her body lurched, forward and back and up as her breasts surged to keep ahead of the rest of her. God, especially her breasts. Were it not for this strange transcendent sense of self awareness she was trapped in, the feeling of flesh stretching and filling and growing in her chest would have drowned out everything else. But it didn’t. Her mind was overwhelmed by the cacophonous symphony of sensation. She could feel her limbs stretching, her torso lengthening, her muscles thickening, a feeling of fullness, and some she couldn’t even identify but assumed were things like internal organs. If she could feel her bones growing she supposed it made sense that she could feel her spleen or whatever growing. It felt like an eternity, and at the same time it felt like only a few seconds before her growth once again hit a wall – she wasn’t entirely sure which was accurate until she noticed the Roxie who had been kissing her was conspicuously missing and realized that conspicuous feeling of fullness had in retrospect been incredibly ominous.

“Oh shit,” she gasped in between quick, shallow breaths.

“Oh shit is right, you just fuckin' ate me! Nice!” A Roxie behind her chimed in.

“Sorry!” Dani barely managed to muster the breath to say. She currently took up most of the space in the room and she could feel even more growth barrelling violently towards her, mere moments away. “Fuuuuck gonna get biggerrrrr,” Dani groaned as the tightness built and built and built.

“That's what we're here for, babe. Don't worry about voring me, so long as there's one 'a me left there's as many of me left as I want there to be, and I've got a few backup mes off premises at all times. All you eating one of me means is I've got one less spare body to worry about disposing of.”

Dani wanted to muster some kind of coherent response, but all she managed was a strangled gurgling noise, drowned out by the creaking and grinding and rumbling of her body slowly building to its next burst of growth.

“And don't worry about outgrowing the joint, either. Missus Dreamer's got plenty 'a contingencies in place in case a customer gets too big for the building. You just concentrate on gettin' bigger and I'll concentrate on making sure you keep getting bigger.”

“Bigger...” Dani muttered, just barely managing a polysyllabic response. She wondered idly exactly what Roxie had in mind. She was barely even the size of a toddler compared to Dani's now massive frame, so even with an effectively infinite number of bodies to work with it would have to be something fairly significant for Dani to even notice it.

Immediately as the thought crossed her mind, Dani felt something very large enter her cunt. It felt about as big as Roxie's cocks had, perhaps a bit smaller. But Dani had grown significantly since she'd last felt Roxie's cocks inside of her. Possibly Roxie had some magic cock growing trick up her sleeve, but the way the intruder writhed and wriggled was enough to lead Dani to believe something else had happened.

Dani had never considered the possibility of another person crawling into her pussy, but then she'd never been big enough for it to be a reasonable possibility until now. It felt surprisingly good – entirely unlike the sensation of having a cock inside of her. Cocks didn't move the way Roxie moved. Cocks couldn't grope and squeeze and lick and nibble at her insides.

Certainly another cock couldn't crawl in after the first cock and begin to violently fuck it in the ass. Cocks don't normally do that.

Dani cried out in blissful agony as Roxie after Roxie crawled their way inside of her to have a small orgy. A small orgy that was, she could not stress enough, happening inside of her. Her muscles spasmed, sending her arms and legs rocketing through the walls of the suddenly much more cramped than it had been at twenty five feet room. In short order the entire building collapsed in on itself, and the now fifty foot tall Dani idly found herself shaking her body to dislodge debris from her back.

“Good job! You wanna stop here, or should we keep pushing it?”

“I could keep going,” Dani replied to the miniscule Roxie sitting comfortably on her nose in a vague daze as the fog briefly parted. “But I dunno, at this point you're kinda too small to really participate beyond just sorta crawling all over me and squeezing sensitive bits.” Idly, Dani attempted to push herself into a standing position, but her hands only managed to connect with boob, boob, and more boob. Her tits, not to be outdone by the rest of her, had clearly increased the pace of their growth in order to outpace her body's growth. Not that she particularly minded having her own massive chest pillows almost as big as she was. If anything, she kind of wished that they had reached immobilizingly big sizes sooner. Though, on the other hand, they might very well have and she didn't notice due to the lack of space in the room. “Also, uh, you're sure it's okay that I just outgrew your place of business, right?”

“Pft, you worry way too much, kid. Missus Dreamer's got a spell set up that automatically transfers sessions into special pocket dimensions once one of the participants reaches a certain size threshold. Y'all can get as big as you want and break as much shit as you want, it won't have any real world consequences.”

“Okay.”

“As for me, wellllll, there's still a couple 'a things I can do I've been holding out on you. Mostly 'cause I didn't wanna fuck up the pace with more exposition.” Dani dimly became aware that at some point a Roxie on her opposite shoulder had taken over talking to her, while the initial one had climbed down her back and was making her way around to join the other. “I've got a lotta tricks up my sleeves for this kinda situation. Magic tricks the boss lady's taught me, stuff I learned from the other girls, and some nice little side effects of my condition. But I think I'm gonna go with a combination of tricks, lemme just-”

Roxie interrupted herself with a forceful kiss from behind and a thick black horsecock up the ass. Another Roxie darted in from the front, grinding her fat member against the first Roxie's, and a fourth one quickly took up position fucking the first and third Roxies' ass and cunt, respectively. More and more Roxies joined the developing orgy on Dani's shoulder, and as they did the writhing mass of flesh seemed to shimmer and melt together, and Dani realized that the Roxies who were joining in were starting to get bigger.

And bigger.

And bigger.

Roxie's growth snowballed very quickly. It was a good thing it did or else there'd not be any chance of her ever catching up to Dani. She could already feel the next burst of raw size building up in the pit of her stomach, bigger than the last. It was taking longer than the last had, mostly because Roxie hadn't yet done anything to push her over the edge again, but partly because she was actively trying to hold back. Growing felt good, to be sure, and oh man did she want to just keep getting bigger and bigger and bigger in a constant feedback loop of more arousal and more size. But, upon seeing Roxie begin to grow, she had come to realize exactly what the raccoon was planning and she wanted in on it before she got too big for catchup to be possible.

The writhing mass of gray and black striped fur and flesh slowly rolled its way down her back, getting bigger as it went along as more and more of the swarm of trash pandas joined in, occasionally bumping into other spheres of 'coon and absorbing them into the main mass like some kind of depraved sexual katamari. It was hard for Dani to process just how big Roxie had gotten, both in general and even in comparison to herself. Most of her mental energy was focused on holding back that rapturous climax – and she wasn't really doing a very good job of that. It wasn't her fault that not growing was so hard to do once you'd started growing. It just felt too good, and her growth was fueled by arousal so there was a good chance that she would just keep growing forever – especially since Roxie had magically removed her ability to cum.

“Oooooh fuuuuuuck,” she groaned as her tits lurched bigger. A large lake's worth of milk had thoroughly flooded the surrounding streets, mixing with salty precum from her twitching new horsecock. “Oh fuck hurry up I don't think I can hold it back much longerrrrrr~”

“Sorry that took so long, I figure with the rate you're growing I'd want a little bit of a head start if we were gonna get any fucking in.”

Dani had to look up to see Roxie. A small part of that was because she was still stuck lying down thanks to tits bigger than she was. But the vast majority was the result of Roxie just being fucking gigantic. “Holy shit!”

“Yeah, one 'a the first things Missus Dreamer makes all her girls do when she hires us is learn a few good, potent all-purpose growth spells. You would be surprised how many rich people are into giant women stepping on them. I figured I'd just throw those together with a little trick I picked up that lets me draw size from spare bodies and see how big all of it at once could get me. Turns out the answer's about two hundred feet tall?” Dani, for her part, just stared in quiet awe at Roxie's calves. “Yeah, like I said, I'm more of a shower than a grower. This is pretty tame compared to most of the other girls here, to be honest, and I don't think I'll be able to muster up much more'n this. But hopefully it should be enough of a head start for me to keep up with your next three or so spurts, which should hopefully be enough for me to cum inside you at least once.”

“That's gonna be pretty difficult considering your dick is bigger than I am!”

“Pft, that's quitter talk.” Roxie waved a hand dismissively – the wind produced by the gesture was strong enough to knock over a few nearby buildings that admittedly were already on shaky foundations after Dani's growth and with Roxie just sort of being two hundred fucking feet tall in the general fucking vicinity. “Unless you really hit a wall like now, I'd be very surprised if you couldn't catch up to me.”

Somehow, that sentence hit Dani like a tonne of bricks. She wasn't entirely sure what it was about it that caught her so thoroughly off guard. Perhaps it was the supreme confidence someone as big as Roxie had in her ability to get bigger. Perhaps it was that eager tone of voice, excited to see what would happen next. Perhaps it was just that, surprisingly, Roxie was very charismatic for a homeless person. Or maybe Dani had just been holding back for longer than she could manage anyway and her body needed an excuse to fucking let loose. Regardless of the cause, that was enough for Dani to lurch bigger. Roxie's calves quickly transitioned into her knees and then into the familiar sight of her cock, and Dani quickly grabbed it with both hands and shoved it greedily into her mouth. She'd already been denied the opportunity to get a real taste of Roxie's cum once, and she wasn't going to miss this one – once again, she could already feel her next growth spurt building, and this time she wasn't planning on holding back. “A hundred feet, nice! Let's see how quickly we can get to two hundred, shall we? I figure a bit of double penetration worked wonders earlier so let's try that again.”

Dani was caught off guard as another two hundred foot tall Roxie grabbed her from behind and shoved eighty three feet of meat right up her needy fuckhole. She couldn't respond with more than a concerned gurgling noise around the front Roxie's cock as the still slightly larger woman grabbed her ears and began to fuck in earnest. Back and forth in perfect synch, in a way that only two people with one brain possibly could. When one was in, the other was out; when one was out, the other was in. And she wasn't gentle about it, either – Dani was getting well and truly fucked. All conscious thought slowly melted away, giving way to a wild breeding frenzy. Her hips thrust madly, titfucking herself with her own enormous breasts, and the front Roxie grabbed her nipples with a second pair of arms and squeezed, drawing forth a torrent of thick off-white cream and another growth spurt.

“Oh fuck,” a Roxie grunted, Dani couldn't really tell which. It could have been both for all she knew. At the moment, her mind was too preoccupied with the broad strokes narrative of doubling in size again to pay attention to the insignificant minutiae like which of the well endowed giantess raccoons brutally spitroasting her had just said 'oh, fuck.' The thrusting slowed, ever so slightly, as the Roxies found themselves having to angle their thrusting upwards by virtue of Dani's enormous tits. But there was only that very slight hiccup in the pace – within moments the two titanic trash pandas adapted to the new orientation and then some. Their thrusting became faster, wilder and more erratic, and yet still in perfect rhythm with each other. “Oh, fuuuuck I love fuckin' growin' bitches. Come on, grow for me! Bigger! Bigger bigger bigger biggerrrrrrrr~”

Dani did, in fact, hit another growth spurt, but she was more concerned with Roxie's orgasms. There was a lot of semen – no convenient metaphors came to mind. She completely and utterly lacked the frame of reference to properly process the scope of what kind of volume a pair of two hundred foot tall hyper-endowed ladycocks could put out. Gallons came to mind, but even without the ability to think straight given how good this all felt, Dani could tell that was an understatement bigger than her tits. Which was saying a lot.

The orgasm was good timing on Roxie's part. Almost immediately upon hitting two hundred feet, Dani's next growth spurt came crashing in, and she doubled in size again. “Oh god,” she said as Roxie's cock slipped out of her mouth, spewing a volcano of semen into the sky. “Oh god,” she groaned as four hundred feet began the transition into eight hundred practically as she reached it, and she could already feel the next one building and building and fucking BUILDING in a violent crescendo of raw size, and more. That tightness had returned, in full force, and then more. It felt like, even with the staggering rate at which her growth was accelerating, it still wasn't nearly enough. Wherever her body was drawing all this extra mass from, it was giving more than she could keep up with. Something was going to have to give, or she would explode.

As she hit eight hundred feet and then quickly surpassed it, something did give – with a cry of bliss so loud it likely levelled what was left of the city, a second cock erupted forth from her crotch, complete with a second set of balls. A second pair of arms came into being, just beneath her initial pair, and then another for a total of six. Her shoulders stretched wider to make room for a pair of extra heads on either side of her original. Even her legs got in on the action, her body stretching and elongating into a second, quadrupedal torso, and then another for good measure, leaving her a veritable taurtrain. “Oh gohhhhhhdddddddddd~” Dani cried as her tauric lower bodies each grew their own sizable underslung cannons. She summarily lost track of how much she had grown – even if she was still doubling in size with each spurt, she had no idea how many there had been and they were only coming faster and faster. She couldn't use her surroundings as landmarks to compare herself against because her tits, at this point several times larger than the rest of her body combined, had completely buried the city possibly even the county.

And she was loving every fucking minute of it. If she had known before now that after twelve feet, this would happen, she would have done this much sooner, and probably taught herself to get really good at edging to boot. There was really only one thing left for her to do.

“Hey, Roxie,” she grunted as coherently as she was capable of given the situation. “You said we'd stop once we hit something new, I'm pretty sure this is something new. I think it's time to finish this.”

At first, nothing seemed to happen, and Dani very briefly worried that she might in fact have grown so fast that the remaining Roxies had gotten unceremoniously squished under her immense bulk. Luckily for her, raccoons are durable creatures. She felt something, something she couldn't quite properly articulate. Like a click, deep in the pit of her soul, and something ephemeral that had been there was now gone.

The ground beneath her shook. She could fucking see it, the landscape rippling and undulating like it was fucking water. But it wasn't water, it was solid fucking ground that was rippling like a sea in the middle of a fucking hurricane solely because of her. She could feel her testicles, all eight of them, as they rumbled and churned and swelled with what felt like a fucking ocean's worth of cum, as that ocean began the trek up the vast length of her cocks, and as it fucking erupted.

If Dani had been unable to put the scope Roxie's orgasm into words, then doing the same for her own was as far beyond her vocabulary as her current size was beyond her default. It was not quite mind-blowing, but it took every ounce of willpower she had to make sure that was the case. It felt like someone had set off a goddamn nuke in her brain, flashes of light and colour and noise from the sheer sensory overload. It probably didn't help that technically she was having seven orgasms at once. One for each of her cocks, plus her cunt, complete with a bonus for each car on the taurtrain. Semen erupted forth with such force that huge gashes were torn in the landscape, hundreds of feet deep and going for what had to be several hundred fucking miles.

And with each burst of cum she could feel herself slowly deflating. A steady rush of air as her body, in response to her climax, slowly began the arduous process of returning the countless tonnes of matter that it had borrowed back wherever it came from. Or something – she still wasn't sure of the mechanics of her ability. All she knew was that once she climaxed, unless she put a significant amount of effort into keeping the momentum going, she would shrink back down to her normal size in short order. Almost like she was cumming out the results of her growth. Spewing out her new mass in the form of semen while her body slowly shrank its way back down to something more reasonable.
Dani struggled to stay conscious. This was, after all, what she'd paid a hundred thousand dollars for. She at least wanted to experience most of her orgasm. It was, to be sure, a struggle, but one she mostly succeeded at. By the time her mental fortitude began to give out and blackness crept into the edges of her vision, she could see a few raccoons scattered across the landscape, lying motionless on the ground – she hoped that they were merely unconscious and not crushed to death by her growth – and they seemed to be only slightly smaller than her by the time she passed out.

“Geeze, you've only been out for like ten minutes. That's one hell of a recovery time you've got there, kid.”

Dani had attempted to push herself upright, and failed miserably. Every single limb she had felt like jello that hadn't yet been put into the fridge to set. Thankfully, every limb she had only consisted of the five she was naturally endowed with. Two arms, two legs, one tail. The extras had been temporary – having to modify her wardrobe and living accommodations to account for the extra limbs and tauric body would have been a nightmare, and she absolutely didn't want to have to deal with the ramifications of bonus heads while not high on the biggest fucking orgasm she'd ever had in her entire fucking life. “Do you guys charge extra for room and board because I am abso-fucking-lutely not up for walking home.”

“Normally, yeah, but I'm pretty sure Missus Dreamer'll make an exception. She tends to give discounts to folks with interesting, uh, abilities like yourself.”

“Good because I think I'm dead.”

“You're not dead, kid. Dead tired, maybe, but not dead.”

“Yeah I guess that growing a few hundred feet tall takes a lot out of you, huh?”

Roxie scoffed, and Dani gave her the best stinkeye she was capable of. “A few hundred feet my ass, kiddo. When you had me end things you were just about to break fifteen. That's miles, by the way.”

The silence was deafening. It took Dani a full minute to pick her jaw off the proverbial floor and respond. “I'm sorry, you must have misspoken there.”

“Nope. Granted, you had a couple 'a taurbutts, which tend to skew things really big really quickly. You were actually prolly only about five miles or so, not counting the extra length from two taurbutts? This is all a rough estimate or so, mind, I wasn't exactly in a good place to estimate your size, but it's still a good two miles taller than the boss lady's baseline which is hella impressive. There's not a lotta people who can get that big without a lot more magical help than you had.”

“Sorry ‘bout eating you, by the way.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it. Like I said earlier, ‘s just one less spare body I need to dispose of.”

“‘kay.” The monosyllabic response made Dani feel like an idiot, but it was just about all she could muster. As much as it was kinda hot, she really didn’t want to spend too much more time dwelling on the implications of Roxie having to dispose of spare bodies.

“You get some rest in, I'm gonna go speak to Missus Dreamer 'bout getting you that discount on a sleepover. And hey, worse comes to worse I can give you cab fare or somethin'.”

“Yeah, uh, yeah. Sure.” Dani's mind was racing with mental math. “Say, uh, quick question before you leave?”

“Shoot.”

“Hypothetically speaking, how much do you think you'd charge for that but, uh, for like a week?”