The Goddess
By Sydney




Prologue - West Side Story

Dr. Maria Santos began this morning like the last several hundred others of her life, staring in the mirror at the bags under her eyes. Another late night spent not in a nightclub or restaurant with an attractive companion, but rather working in her office. It seemed like it has been this way for almost 4 years, since the day she walked off the Stanford University campus and into the offices of Bichem, a Bay Area high tech medical research company. They had promised her the moon during her interview, high salary, loads of benefits, access to the best equipment and support staff in private industry, and for the most part they delivered. She drove a Beamer to work, was able to buy a nice house in the most expensive market in the country, and was given the freedom to conduct her research on her own, without tight supervision from managers and others who wouldn't or couldn't understand what she was doing.

But she was alone and unhappy. Her work schedule allowed for little social time, and she had lost contact with what few friends she had in college. She was invited to all of the official company social gatherings but rarely participated. When she did attend she would usually be found leaning up against the back wall, sipping her drink while others danced and talked. She was always among the first to leave. It wasn't as if she was unattractive. Her tanned skin and jet black hair gave away her Filipino heritage, along with her bright smile whenever she chose to show it. Even though she was only 5'-4" tall, she managed to keep a slim figure even though she didn't exercise often.

Outside of her supervisors, however, most people at Bichem did not share favorable opinions about Dr. Santos. Many interpreted her aloofness as arrogance, while others were jealous of the free reign she was being given in her research. Very rarely did Maria greet someone in the hallway, and it was even rarer for someone to say hello to her. She had sat by herself in the cafeteria at lunchtime until she stopped eating there.

Maria tried to use her work as a means of escape from her loneliness, and thus didn't mind being the last person out the door each night. The janitor knew her better than anyone else at Bichem. Her high intelligence combined with an almost unbelievable work ethic led her to progress further in her research than all of her colleagues, and thus allowed her supervisors to feel comfortable letting her go on her own.

Perhaps what contributed the most to her unhappiness was the nagging feeling that she was missing out on something. She always felt a sense of destiny, the feeling that she was capable of much more than what she was doing. She thought she could be doing something that would change the world, rather than plodding along in some thankless job for an insignificant company.

That all changed the day she discovered a formula that would change her life, and the lives of every other person on the planet.

Her research had been in the area of tissue growth. She was attempting to find a chemical mixture that would stimulate the growth of cells in the body. Not just skin cells, but cells of organs as well. If her research could find such a formula, the body could literally heal itself. Spinal cord patients could walk again, emphysema suffers could have new, clean lungs to breathe again, and amputees would be able to walk on their own two feet again. After years of research she had developed a formula which, theoretically she thought, could stimulate cell growth, but needed to conduct tests to determine it's effectiveness.

First, she was able to locate a patch of skin taken from a cadaver donated by the morgue. The idea of using a dead woman's skin was repulsive at first, but she needed to test her formula on something. Mixing together a small batch of her formula, she applied a few drops to the skin patch and stood in awe as the patch began to grow. The test patch tripled in size before it stopped, expanding far beyond the confines of the petrie dish.

Next, she managed to acquire the heart from a female monkey to test the effects of the formula on organs. It was only a conscience that the organ came from a female monkey. Again, she applied a few drops to the organ and it too grew like the skin sample, eventually tripling in size. She tested the formula on other organs from the same monkey and found the same result each time, extraordinary growth.

The night after the organ tests, she sat in bed and began to dream. "Instead of applying it to only individual organs," she thought, "what if it was applied over the entire body? Would the entire body start to grow? Short people could become tall, no longer having to be the butt of jokes and considered unhealthy. What about me? I see how the guys at work admire and worship tall women; I could be one now too. Even better, I could be as tall as I want, I could be....be....a giantess!" She began envisioning herself growing taller and taller. "Forget about just being tall to get men to look at me, I could be so tall that I could dominate anybody I want. I could be so tall that I could see over buildings, so tall that I could crush people with my hands. I could crush entire armies with my bare hands. I could be a goddess!"

She jumped out of bed, slapped on a few clothes to make herself presentable, and raced over to the lab to begin preparing as much of her formula as she possibly could.



Chapter 1 - In the Beginning

After letting the potion settle overnight, it was now ready. "If this works I will rule the world," she thought. But before committing herself to drinking something which could possibly kill her, she decided to play it safe at first, find out if the formula really works before downing the whole batch. She took an eyedropper out of the drawer, and drew a small amount of liquid from the vat. "Here goes nothing," she thought as she squeezed the soft end of the dropper, letting the liquid drop onto her tongue.

Almost immediately after she swallowed, she began to feel a burning sensation, starting in her stomach and slowly working its way around her body. She began to sweat profusely and starting feeling lightheaded, as if she had a severe case of the flu. Then the first sign that something big was happening, which snapped her out of her trance. Her feet began to feel very sore, as if, YES, they were pushing up against the sides of her shoes. "My feet, they're GROWING!" she exclaimed. She also started to notice that her slacks began feeling tight around her waist, her bra pushing up against her inflating breasts, and her blouse sleeves creeping up her arms. "It's WORKING, it's WORKING! I can't believe it's working!" Her heart rate began to accelerate, not only to compensate for her increasing mass but also from the excitement her growth was creating inside her. She could hear the leather in her pumps begin to stretch, crying for mercy from the pressure her feet were now placing on them. She could also hear the sleeves on her blouse start to tear.

She heard a snap from below; it was the top button on her blouse, pushed away by her expanding breasts. She looked down for the missing button and found her belly button was now exposed to the world. She also noticed that her once loose fitting slacks now resembled Capri pants, tight to her legs and above her ankles. She stretched out one of her legs and became impressed with the muscular form it had now assumed. She guessed at that point that she had grown a full foot taller than her original 5'-4" frame. There was another snap, another button gone, and then a third. By this time a larger tear had appear on her sleeves, extending all the way up to her shoulders. The top button on her slacks had snapped free without a sound, and her slacks had begun tearing down the front starting at her waist. Then came the loudest pop yet. It was from the heels of her pumps, which had snapped off from the weight. No matter, she thought, she didn't need them anymore anyway. In fact, she wasn't bothered in the slightest by the damage to her clothing. If her potion really worked she would never need clothes again.

She continued to steadily rise higher and higher, she was around 7 feet tall when her shoes finally gave way, snapping apart to reveal her well manicured toes. She noticed that her nail polish now only covered about half her toenails. Her knees burst through her pants, which tore off what little remained of her slacks below her knees. The tears began migrating up her thighs, quickly changing her Capri pants into a hula skirt. By the time the growth stopped she had lost both of her sleeves, along with all but two of her blouse buttons. Strips of her shredded pants dangled down from her waist, stopping about mid-thigh. They left little to the imagination since her thighs were now almost a foot wide and all muscle. In fact, all of her muscles had greatly developed to the point that even male bodybuilders would have been jealous. She was a she-hulk, only without the green skin color.

"God, this stuff's powerful! How much did I grow?" she asked herself as she searched for a tape measure. Not knowing her own strength, she reached to open a cabinet door, only to pull it off it's hinges without any resistance. She held the door in her hands, inspecting it like a lab specimen, and marveling at how easily it came off the hinges. Immediately she forgot about measuring how tall she was, turning her attention instead to how strong she had become. She immediately began looking for what she thought was the heaviest thing in the lab, which turned out to be the old oak lab table on the other side of the room. She strolled up to it, measured it with her eyes like a weightlifter at the bar, and squatted down to try and pick it up. As she squat, she could hear her pantyhose tear itself to shreds around her knees and rear. "Oh, that sounded good," she thought. She reached under the table and began to lift. She was amazed at how light the table felt as she lifted it over her head with little struggle. She even transferred the table over to one hand and continued to hold it in the air.

She could also guess at that point about how tall she now was. Knowing that the table was about 4 feet tall and the ceiling was about 12 feet above the floor, she estimated her current height at 8 feet. Every team in the NBA would be dying to sign her to a contract now, but she had bigger goals in mind.

She set the table back down and headed back over to the vat containing the rest of the liquid. "Wow, if only a few drops caused this much growth, how much will I grow if I drink the entire vat?" Her thoughts turned to those of world conquest as she contemplated her next move. Millions would be literally at her feet, begging for their lives to be sparred by their new queen and master. She would have as many slaves as she wanted, willing to do anything for her in exchange for their lives. Her every need, however big they may be, would be met. Temples and monuments rivaling those in Egypt and the Yucatan would be built in her honor. No army in the world could stop her; she figured could even stop nuclear missiles with a flick of her wrist. And since no one else knew the formula, no one would emerge to challenge her for supremacy. So what if she was a freak of nature, she would be a freak who would rule the world.

Just then, someone inadvertently walked into the lab. It was one of her colleagues, a male scientist who knew she was involved in some kind of experiment involving tissue growth and had objected to her research.

"What are you ...doing........here? My God, Maria, what happened to you?"

"You didn't think my experiments would amount to anything useful," she replied loud enough for everybody in the building to hear, "but now witness firsthand the full power of my research." With that bold statement she grabbed the entire vat of liquid and drank it down.

The burning sensation returned, only this time it was stronger. It would have caused her to keel over in pain had she not developed such a strong physique. Instead it was only a mild sensation, but one she could feel pulsate about her entire body. Again, she began to grow.

Her colleague could only stand by in amazement as this once shy, petite, scientist began to test the limits of her remaining clothing. He had a secret fetish towards giant women, but he never thought he'd see the day when one would grow before his eyes. It hadn't occurred to him that those would be the last thoughts he would have.

The remaining buttons had burst free right away, so that now most of her breasts and stomach were exposed. The strain her growth had put on her bra was now also visible. The cups had crept underneath her nipples as her breasts ballooned out from their restraints. Finally the bra simply could not take anymore and snapped off, falling to the pile of torn clothing beneath her feet. The back of her blouse also began to tear, starting at her upper back and gradually moving down her spine. Finally, the remnants of her blouse split in two and dangled from her massive shoulders.

By the time her head reached the 12-foot high ceiling, her pants had finally torn clean and floated to the ground. A broad smile stretched across her face when she noticed all that was left of her clothing was her panties stretched to the max and the rags draping from her arms which was once her blouse. Maria began to push up against the ceiling, ripping off her blouse in the process as she tried to get full extension.

The people in the offices above the lab began to feel a vibration. Thinking it was mild earthquake, most didn't pay much attention to it, including Dr. Simon Jones, whose office was directly above the lab. He only briefly lifted his head from his paperwork until he began to notice a bulge in the floor in front of his desk. It appeared to be getting larger as the sound of ripping wood could be heard. "What the hell....," he thought as he left his desk to have a closer look. Suddenly a giant hand burst through the floor, then another. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, they couldn't be human hands, nobody has hands that big. Nobody, that is, except for Maria, whose head burst through the floor with so much momentum it threw Dr. Jones back almost 20 feet.

The sound of the ripping floor drowned out the tearing sound coming from Maria's panties, but she could feel them falling away, finally freeing her from all of her constricting clothes. She let out a hearty laugh that echoed around the entire building. This woke Dr. Jones up enough from his stupor to realize he better find an exit in a hurry. His colleague downstairs was not as fortunate. The falling debris from the floor above had trapped him, preventing his escape. A large chunk of wood and plaster fell on his head, knocking him unconscious and imprisoning him forever inside his crumbling tomb.

Maria was now feeling the full effects of the formula. The large quantity she ingested had accelerated her growth. Her torso covered all of Dr. Jones old office when she burst through the roof of the three-story building. She could see her co-workers fleeing from the building in a panic, and it pleased her greatly.

"You can run, my slaves, but you can't hide from me!" she bellowed. "You treated me like dirt when I was one of you. But now I am a GODDESS, and I will make you pay!"

She had reached the 50-foot mark at this point, making it easy to climb out of the wreckage and head for the rapidly clearing parking lot. She began to stomp on anything she could find, people, cars, it didn't matter. She was going to destroy as many of them as she could. She made her way to the exit from the parking lot, continuing to grow as she moved. She sat her 100-foot tall frame down on the pavement, crushing about 10 cars in the process and blocking the exit from the rest. She began to sweep her legs out in front of her, gathering cars and people along the way and crushing them between her thighs. More people met their deaths as her legs continued to stretch out further and further. She noticed that a few resourceful ones had given up escaping in their cars and started running into the street beyond.

"Oh, think you can get away, huh. It's time for you to learn that resistance is futile!"

She got up and stood as tall as the nearest skyscraper. At least 200 feet and still growing. She made her way to the other side of the parking lot in only about two or three steps and quickly crushed the escapees with her massive feet, making a 6 foot deep impression in the asphalt in the process. By now she had drawn the attention of the passersby on the street, who either stop and stared in awe at this towering goddess or turned around and fled in fear. "Like what you see," she told them, "well guess what, you get to die happy!" She started stomping on the onlookers, crushing them easily and causing an earthquake that could be felt miles away.

She let out a devilish laugh as she stood there and watched herself grow further. 300 feet...500 feet...1000 feet...finally slowing down at 2000 feet and stopping at around 2500 feet. Her wildest fantasies had come true. She was now the largest living being on the planet, and no one was going to stand in her way!



Chapter 2 - Film at Eleven

"We interrupt this program for a Special Report from the Eyewitness newsroom," the report screamed across thousands of TV sets.

"We've just received word of a major earthquake here in the Bay Area. We felt it here in the studio, and we are receiving phone calls from viewers around the Bay. We did not know at this time the magnitude...wait, here comes an aftershock," the newsman stated as her warily looked up at the lights swinging above his head.

"It still going, is this another earthquake? Okay everybody, stay calm now, it'll stop shaking soon. I'm going to duck under this desk."

The newsman disappeared as the shaking continued. A couple lights came down in front of the desk, prompting some short screams from behind the camera.

"Are we still on?" the newsman asked as viewers could only see the desk, "It's still shaking here in the studio. I've lived here for over 40 years and I've never felt the shaking for this long.... I'm now being told we have a picture from our chopper cam, let's go to that now."

A collective gasp was heard throughout the Bay Area as the picture from the chopper cam showed a giant woman walking across the Bay next to the San Mateo Bridge.

Upon hearing the gasp in the studio, the news anchor got up from under the desk to see the pictures on the monitor. "Oh my God," he exclaimed, "is that a giant...woman?"

"Can you hear me, Ken?" asked the chopper pilot.

"Yes, go ahead," Ken the anchor replied.

"I can't believe what I'm seeing down there, Ken. It looks like a giant woman. She's got to be several hundred feet tall, maybe into the thousands. She's huge! And she's headed straight for Hayward."

"You think that's what is causing the earthquakes?" Ken asked. He already knew the answer but was looking for confirmation that he wasn't crazy.

"I don't know about that Ken, but the San Mateo Bridge is in ruins right now. Large sections of the bridge have fallen into the Bay. John if you can get a picture of that. Off to the west we can see lots of fires, smoke, and dust in the air. She must have come from there."

"HEY, YOU IN THE HELICOPTER."

"What the f..." shouted the pilot as a sudden gust of turbulence tossed the helicopter around. Suddenly the tossing stopped, along with the engines. The pilot poked his head out the window to look back and find out what happened, and only saw tanned flesh. The helicopter then violently swung around and the two men in the cockpit were staring face to face with the giant woman, who was pinching the back of the helicopter between two of her fingers.

"Is that thing on?" Maria asked when she saw one of the men inside the helicopter holding a camera. Both men stared at each other for a second, then turned to their captor and nodded their heads.

"Good, because I have something to say. I am The Giantess, and from this day forward you will all worship me as your goddess. I was once like you, small and feeble, but know I am huge and powerful and ready to assume my rightful place as your absolute ruler. I do not wish to destroy all of you. Those who worship me and do my bidding will be protected. But I am a vengeful goddess, and I will destroy anybody who fights me. Now that I am in charge, there are going to be some changes around here, but now is not the time and place to discuss such things. Now is the time for me to go and insure the loyalty of those who you now claim to be your leaders. A new era is dawning, the era of The Giantess!

With that, the picture from the helicopter went dead as she flung the helicopter away with a snap of her wrists, sending the helicopter tossing and turning across the Bay before finally crashing a hundred miles away.

Back in the newsroom there was silence, as the news anchor and the rest of the people in the studio stood in silence, still not believing what they had just seen. Then the earthquakes started up again. The Giantess was on the move.



Chapter 3 - Monica's Revenge

"Mr. President, Mr. President," the Chief of Staff shouted as he ran into the Oval Office.

"Yes, George, what is it? What's the matter?"

"You have to see this," he shouted as he turned on the TV.

As usual, the TV was tuned to CNN. "...some extraordinary pictures from San Francisco. We can't describe what you're about to see. Is it queued up? OK, good, here it is then."

The pictures filmed by the now deceased helicopter cameraman were being shown, complete with The Giantess' claim to absolute power.

"Is this some kind of joke?" asked the President as he hit the mute button on the remote.

"No sir, it's not."

"Come on, George, come clean. Whose idea was this and how did you get CNN to play along?"

"Honest, sir, this is for real. It's no joke."

"You sure this isn't some kind of amateur video from some right wing extremist trying to make fun of me or something."

"No sir," replied the Chief of Staff, "some of our people in San Francisco called us an hour ago, saying they saw this on TV out there. She's for real, sir, and she's destroying California as we speak. Look."

The two men's attention turned back to the TV as it was showing pictures of the giant woman crushing downtown Sacramento.

"What does she mean, talking about insuring the loyalty of our leaders?" asked the aide.

"It means, George, that she's coming for us."

The President hurried to the office door and looked for his secretary. "Clare, could you come in here for a second?"

"We have a national emergency on our hands, Clare. You would agree with that assessment, George?"

"Yes, Mr. President."

"Good. So Clare, I need you to get in touch with the Joint Chiefs, the NSC, and the Cabinet right away. I'm calling an emergency meeting and I need them all here as soon as possible. George, we need to get in touch with Bob and call him back from France now. Notify Air Force Two and tell them to be ready. No, take that back. On second thought, set up a conference call with the veep. Since Bob's already over there for the funeral maybe he can talk to some of our friends there. We're going to need all the help we can get, and if she's serious about world domination they're in as much trouble as we are."

"Sir," asked Clare, "what do I tell them when they ask what the emergency meeting is for."

The President thought about that for a second. Obviously she hadn't heard the news from California, and if he told her the subject of the meeting was a giant woman she would think it was a joke, or worse, sexual harassment. He then noticed that CNN was rerunning the footage of the woman walking across San Francisco Bay.

"Clare," the President said, "take a look at the TV."

She turned around and almost immediately dropped her notepad in shock. She stood there motionless, staring at The Giantess until the President tapped her on the shoulder.

"Uh, Clare, you alright?"

"Yes Sir, I'll start making those calls."

"Good," the President replied, "now George. How do we stop a thousand foot tall woman?"

"I don't know, sir, I don't know."



Chapter 4 - The War Room

"Okay everyone," announced the President, "have a seat and let's get this thing started."

The murmur that filled the room when the President entered had diminished as the advisors took their seats. Since there were more people in the Conference Room than usual extra chairs were brought in from the surrounding offices. Even with the extra seats a few of the lower level officials in the room were forced to stand in the back.

The President sat at the center of the table and pressed the flashing red light on the phone in front of him. "Are you there, Bob?"

"Yes, Mr. President, I can hear you loud and clear."

"See Bob, I knew there had to be a good reason to send you to all those state funerals." The President's attempt at a joke was met with a few hushed snickers from the table.

"Okay," The President began, "the reason I called you all in today is because we are faced with a crisis of literally gigantic proportions. I'm sure some of you have already heard the news on TV, but for those who haven't I've brought in a videotape which will show you what we are up against here." The President reached for the remote and activated the TV as all eyes focused on the screen. The Chief of Staff had managed to acquire a copy of the news reports from the San Francisco TV station while expressing the official condolences from the White House towards the deceased helicopter pilot and cameraman. The CNN reports of the damage she caused in Sacramento were also on the tape.

When the tape was over, the TV was turned off and replaced with absolute silence in the room. No one talked, moved, or even rocked in their chair.

"Okay," said The President, "I know what some of you are thinking. This is not a joke. She is real. Our people out west have contacted us and confirmed that there is in fact a giant woman in California."

"What do we know about her?" asked the Secretary of Defense.

"Not much at this point," replied the Chief of Staff.

"Here's what we do know," added The President. "She was first sited in a San Francisco suburb, at a building which was in ruins by the time the police arrived. Witnesses placed her at the scene but no one could say if she caused the damage. Most of the people who worked in the building are either dead, missing, or are in intensive care at the hospital, unable to talk to anyone. Since she was first sighted she has been heading east, creating a path of destruction from San Francisco to Sacramento. Entire cities out there are in ruins, thousands are reported dead, injured, or missing, and it does not appear like she is done yet."

"Where did she come from? Is she human?"

"The FBI is working on that now. Based on what she said on the tape we suspect that she is, or was, human. But where she came from and how she got this big we don't know yet."

"Did she come from that building you were talking about?"

"It's possible," replied The President. "The building was home to a medical research company. We don't know yet what type of research they were doing there, and what relation, if any, this woman has with the company, but the FBI is investigating the possibility."

"What did she mean by insuring the loyalty of your leaders?" asked the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs.

"Well, General," replied The President, "that's the reason for the meeting here today with all of you. We believe she is coming to Washington with the intent of assuming control over the country. I see her, and I think you would all agree, as a threat to national security, and I want options as to what to do to stop her."

"How are you going to do that?" asked the Secretary of State.

"I don't know yet, Bill, I was hoping someone here would have an idea."

"Where is she now?"

"Our recon planes currently have her located in the Sierra Nevada mountain range, heading east towards Reno, Nevada."

"Mr. President," asked the Secretary of Defense, "I have an idea. We can mobilize a massive military force and confront her once she gets outside Reno."

"What can you get there?"

"Tanks, fighters, missiles, anything you want, sir. We can put all of our domestic forces on alert and start attacks on her from the air almost immediately. Ground troops will take longer but we could have something in place within 48 hours."

"Somehow I don't think ground troops will be very effective," the Chief of Staff replied.

"Maybe not," answered the Secretary of Defense, " but fighters, bombers and missiles should be able to take her down. As long as we can get her in a clear, unpopulated area. We don't want her falling onto buildings or anything."

"Then what do we do with her?"

"Will just have to cross that bridge when we get to it," replied The President. "Carl, do you really think you can take her down?"

"Mr. President," the Secretary of Defense answered, "I believe we can. You did say she was human, right? If she's human, she can be hurt. She can be killed. Her size will make it more difficult to do this, but I think it can be done."

"Okay, Carl, the ball is in your court."



Chapter 5 - Showdown at Mustang Ranch

Agent Steve Campbell was assigned the responsibility to head the FBI team which was asked to investigate the origins of The Giantess. Their mission was to find everything they could about this woman. Who she was, where she came from, what her thoughts and motivations were, and most importantly, find out how she became a giantess. Their first stop was the Stanford Medical Center, where the survivors of her first attack were being treated.

It was there that they found Dr. Simon Jones. He had sustained a broken arm and numerous bruises from falling debris, but was otherwise in stable condition.

"Dr. Simon Jones?" Agent Campbell announced as he entered the hospital room, "Agent Campbell, FBI. I would like to ask you a few questions about the giant woman you saw."

"Maria?" asked Dr. Jones, still in a bit of a haze from the medication.

"Is that her name, Dr. Jones? Maria?"

"Yes, Maria. Dr. Maria Santos."

"Did she work at Bichem, Dr. Jones."

"Yes. She was doing some research for us."

"What kind of research?"

"I'm not sure," replied Dr. Jones, "only a few people knew what she was doing. I think it had something to do with regenerating tissue cells."

"Regenerating cells. Hum, could this have been something that could make her grow into a giant?"

"I don't know. Like I said, I didn't know what she was working on."

"Did she talk to you at all about her research? Or anything which would suggest why she would want to be a giant?"

"No, we hardly ever spoke at all. She didn't talk to hardly anybody."

The nurse stepped into the room just as Dr. Jones was finishing his reply to the last question. "Okay, gentlemen," she said, "visiting hours are over. I need to ask you to leave so he can rest."

"But we still have a lot of questions," protested Agent Campbell.

"You can come back tomorrow morning," the nurse replied, "he should be in better shape then, and can answer all the questions you want."

The agents left the room as ordered. As they left, they could hear Dr. Jones muttering "Maria" over and over.

Ever since she made her national television debut, The Giantess noticed there were planes that seemed to follow her every move. They were too high in the sky for even her to reach or easily identify, but she figured they couldn't be from the news media. They always tried to get as close to her as possible. No, they had to be military planes tracking her movements. She was a bit miffed by them but figured there wasn't anywhere to hide from them. Besides, what could they do to her? From her perspective they were no larger than Matchbox toys.

The further east she went, the more planes she began to see. Finally, just outside Reno, Nevada, she decided she'd had enough of these little spies.

"Alright!" she shouted at them, "That's enough! What do you want?"

She began swatting at them, trying to bring the planes down. While some of the planes began twisting around in the turbulence she was creating, they all managed to stay airborne and out of reach.

"Go away! Just go away!"

Then suddenly, they did exactly as she commanded. All of the planes flew away from her. She watched in a defiant stance, with her hands on her hips, satisfied that finally her commands had been obeyed. Suddenly from the east she heard what sounded like a jet engine getting louder and louder.

"What the..." she muttered as she spun around to see what was causing that sound. It was a jet engine all right, actually about a dozen of them. F-16 Hornets to be exact, and they were flying straight for The Giantess.

"Fire at will" came the command on the radio once The Giantess was in range, and each fighter responded by simultaneously fired his or her missiles at The Giantess. She just stared at them as they zoomed in towards her. Finally she raised her arm in a defensive gesture as the missiles reach their target and exploded...and had no effect.

The Giantess waited for the sharp pain she was sure was coming, but quickly realized the missiles barely made a scratch on her bronzed skin. She let out a big smile, followed by a hearty laugh. "Fools!" she said, "you thought you could stop me with your puny missiles? You're going to have to do better than that!"

"Can you repeat that, Captain?" asked the radioman back at the base.

"Missiles were on target but had no effect," replied the F-16 pilot.

"Should we send another wave, Mr. Secretary?" asked General Anderson.

The Secretary of Defense hesitated for a second before replying. "No, not yet. Let's get our ground troops in there first so we can combine our forces. That should bring her down."

The Giantess saw a large cloud of dust building off to the east. Her 20-foot tall brown eyes allowed her to instantly recognize that the cloud was behind a large group of tanks and personnel carriers. "So they want to fight me? I should have known. Well, if it's a fight they want, then that's what they're going to get."

The Giantess began charging towards the approaching troops, causing widespread panic amongst them. Her powerful muscles and giant legs propelled The Giantess to speeds reaching 240 miles per hour. It didn't take long for her to reach them. In fact, she was right on top of them before the tanks and the troops had a chance to react. She quickly began stomping on anything camouflaged and moving. Within 90 seconds the 5 infantry divisions sent to fight The Giantess were either dead or in retreat.

A new formation of fighters began their approach. Since the destruction of the ground troops had been so swift, neither they nor the command base had been informed of the carnage. This time, The Giantess saw them coming. Remembering back to when she saw the Superman movies, she began blowing air out in the direction of the planes. The violent turbulence caused by this sent the planes into a tailspin, crashing into the ground.

The Giantess stood amongst the wreckage and let out a wide smile. She had destroyed the army sent to defeat her without even a scratch on her shapely body.

"What do we do now?" asked the General.

"Get me the President," the Secretary ordered, "we have no choice but to go nuclear."



Chapter 6 - Horsewoman of the Apocalypse

The special nuclear squad sat in the desert, waiting for their quarry to arrive. The Army had successfully steered The Giantess towards them, down wind and as far away from population centers as was possible. Their calculated guess was correct, she was more interested in following and attacking armed resistance than in crushing cities and people. Thousands of men had died luring her to this spot. Not only did the special squad want to make sure those men did not die in vain, but also no one from the buck private to the Commander-In-Chief knew of any other way to stop her. Conventional weapons were ineffective, even in mass quantities as she proved outside Reno. A nuclear device was the only option left.

The President had notified and received support from other world leaders. Detonation of a nuclear device is always a subject of concern for world leaders, but in this case everyone seemed to understand the reasoning for this explosion. Even leaders who considered the United States the enemy seemed to support the President this time. Once rumor spread through the press that the President was planning to use a nuclear device to stop The Giantess, every person interviewed seemed to think this was a good idea. It was a good thing for the government that The Giantess was too busy and too large to watch television.

"Oh my God, there she is!" shouted Lookout One, "she headed straight for the detonation zone."

"Roger, Lookout One," replied the command base, "seek shelter immediately. Detonation is in two minutes."

"General Anderson," said the chief of operations, "order your fighters to break off the attack at once. Repeat, break off the attack at once. Countdown to detonation has started."

The fighters broke off the attack since they knew what was going to happen next. They left The Giantess standing alone in the middle of the Utah desert, at least that's what she thought.

"Good, those bastards have finally given up," said The Giantess. "Maybe they've figured out that their feeble attacks aren't working and have decided to accept me as their goddess. Once I get to Washington I'll...."

"Three, two, one." BOOOOOM!

Just as planned, the bomb went off directly in front of The Giantess.

"Lookout Two, report! Can you see anything?"

"No sir. The mushroom cloud has shrouded her. I can't see her."

"Lookout Three, can you see anything?"

"No sir!"

Suddenly the entire valley echoed with the most insidious laughter this side of Hell.

"So you thought a nuclear bomb would destroy me, huh? Guess again!"

Suddenly emerging from the mushroom cloud was The Giantess. But something had changed.

"Command base, this is Lookout Two. Target is alive and moving sir. I repeat, target is alive and moving and..."

"And what, Lookout Two?"

"And...she appears to be growing, sir. She's at least 3000 feet tall and rising"

Everyone at the command base looked at each other with frozen stares.

"Can you confirm Lookout Two's report, Lookout Three. Lookout Three? Come in, Lookout Three."

"Lookout Three is dead, sir. The Giantess must have crushed him or something."

At that moment The Giantess was now within view of the command base. Indeed, she did look much bigger than before and getting bigger.

"Oh, this feels so good!" exclaimed The Giantess. "I can feel the energy from the bomb flowing through me! This is fantastic! I would have never guessed radiation could amplify my growth!

She stopped to watch her rise up higher and higher above the desert floor. 3000 feet, 3500 feet, 4000 feet, 4500 feet, growing and expanding over 50 feet per second. Apparently the radiation from the bomb was increasing her growth rate as well. Not only that, the pain she felt when she first grew out of her clothes was missing, replaced by pure, unadulterated ecstasy. Sex never felt this good. Her body had apparently absorbed the energy from the bomb and was using this energy to fuel her growth and stimulate every sense in her body. At a mile high her growth spurt stopped. She stood still momentarily, admiring her goddess- like body. She realized that while she was difficult to stop before, she was invincible now. Conventional weapons were already useless. Now she knew that nuclear weapons couldn't stop her, they would just make her even more powerful. She was truly the goddess she had dreamt about becoming, and it was time for her to show the world her awesome power.

She started moving again. This time she was headed straight for the command base, which she could clearly see from her elevated vantage point.

The evacuation siren sounded once they realized she was coming for them. However, it was already too late. Thanks to her thousand foot tall thigh muscles she was able to cover the 50 miles from the detonation point to the base in a matter of seconds. Without hesitation, she crushed the base with her right foot, killing everyone inside. She lifted her foot only to find a 50-foot deep crater where the base used to be. There was no way anyone inside the base could have survived, even the rubble from the collapsed walls was pressed like a collapsed pancake by her giant foot.

She noticed in the distance a couple puffs of dust, apparently there were a couple soldiers on the outskirts of the complex who managed to find a vehicle and attempt an escape. She considered going after them, but decided against it, figuring it was good to have witnesses of her destructive powers and the futile attempt by the Army to stop her.

"Now, off to Washington," she said.



Chapter 7 - Inauguration Day

The city had been evacuated for a couple days by the time The Giantess made it to the Washington suburbs. In fact, since her destination was no secret, the local authorities in every major city she passed through had made sure to clear everybody out before she arrived. Not that she didn't cause any damage. The Gateway Arch, for instance, may never be repaired, but human casualties had been limited. The Giantess figured out pretty quickly that town after town was being evacuated in honor of her arrival, preventing her from the carnal pleasure of crushing thousands of people, but she didn't seem to care. After all, she proved her point; nobody could stop her, not even the mightiest army in the world with the mightiest weapons at their disposal. Why bother to murder thousands of innocent people, when they can better serve her as slaves and worshipers.

"It's time to cross the Rubicon," she thought to herself as she stepped over the Potomac and into Washington D.C.

She saw the White House in the distance and headed in that direction. She saw that a large legion of troops had assembled in front of the main gate for what amounted to the government's last stand. A few soldiers thought that Custer had faced better odds at Little Big Horn. Stepping over Capitol Hill, where fortunately Congress was not in session, she stood on Pennsylvania Avenue glaring at the gauntlet assembled before her. Her stance was punctuated by the collapse of the U.S. Treasury Building, caused by the earthquakes that accompanied her every step.

"Okay, Miss, that's as far as you go!" announced the General into the microphone. He was used to giving orders through a megaphone, but some in the Army didn't think she would be able to hear it. They managed to convince The Rolling Stones, who were in nearby Baltimore for a concert, to loan their speakers to the Army just for this use. The Stones didn't have a problem leaving their speakers with the Army since they were in as much of a hurry to leave town as everybody else.

"Who are you to give me orders, General?" responded The Giantess, who didn't need a sound system to be heard for miles around.

"We are the defenders of the United States, and our orders are to stop you at any cost."

"Any cost? Have you asked your men if they're willing to die following your orders?"

"My men are the most loyal, patriotic, and toughest men you'll find in this country, lady. Their loyalty is without question. Surrender now and nobody gets hurt, or else I will order my men to open fire."

"You do what you have to do, General," replied The Giantess, "and I'll do what I can do." The Giantess began moving forward.

"FIRE!"

With that command every missile, rocket launcher, tank, grenade, mortar shell, tear gas canister, cannon ball, and bullet the Army had left was fired at The Giantess. They appeared to be targeting her legs, trying to bring her down to the ground so that the ground forces can launch their assault. Fighter planes from out of nowhere appeared and also unloaded their missiles at The Giantess. Even though she remained standing, the assault appeared to be having some effect. Her forward progress had stopped while she swatted away at the fighters and the missiles. A few of them actually managed to draw blood.

But the Army's success was short lived. With one swing of her arm she managed to wipe out 75% of the fighters. The remaining fighters either quickly retreated or were caught with her second pass. After disposal of the aerial assault she concentrated on the ground forces. She began stomping her feet on the ground, crushing hundreds of tanks, artillery, and soldiers with each step. The ground began to shake violently, bringing down most of the buildings around her and creating wide fissures in the ground, which swallowed more troops. Before the General could order a retreat he was crushed by a 400-foot long little toe. Many of his men, however, didn't wait for their orders, instead fleeing for their lives into the surrounding streets, dodging the large chunks of debris falling from the buildings.

When the shooting stopped The Giantess remained standing and surveyed the damage. The battlefield was a wasteland of collapsed buildings, cracked streets, and littered with hundreds of dead men and machinery. Miraculously the White House was still standing, though several cracks had appeared on the walls and one of the marble pillars had collapsed. Looking at her body, the few spots on her arms and legs that had been penetrated by missiles had stopped bleeding, and she was covered from head to toe in dust that blended in well with her tanned skin.

"Okay, Mr. President, are you going to give up now or do I have to get rough?"

With that statement, she walked over the perimeter fence and stood on the South Lawn of the White House. She bent over and grabbed a hold of the entire White House building with one hand and lifted it up to her face. She couldn't see anybody inside but could hear the screams from the people trapped in there. She let out a brief smile, marveling at the power she now had in her hands. Finally one brave soul emerged from the roof hatch. It was the President himself, but The Giantess couldn't tell since he looked like nothing more than a tiny gnat to her. He tried to yell something at her but it was too faint for her to hear. She just continued to stare at him with giant brown eyes the size of some lakes. The President shouted down into the hatch and soon pulled up a large piece of cloth apparently borrowed from a sailboat. He went over to the flagpole, lowered the Stars and Stripes, and raised the large white sheet he had been given. Finally recognizing the signal that the White House had surrendered, The Giantess' face lit up and she let out a hearty victory laugh.

"People of America!" she shouted, "People of the world! I now hold in my hand the President of the United States, the leader of the free world. He has just sworn his allegiance to me, and soon so will all of you. Now watch as I crush your leader as a warning to all who dare attempt to disobey your new leader and master!"

The Giantess closed her fist around the President and the White House, engulfing everyone inside in a sea of flesh and marble before finally grinding them all into dust.



Chapter 8 - The Giantess World Tour

International reaction to The Giantess' takeover of America was as swift as it was futile. The United Nations issued a condemnation of her actions. Her response was to go to New York and crush the UN Building with most of the ambassadors inside. She then decided to make her first official state visit to Mexico, where the Mexican army tried to stop her, only to meet the same fate as the American army. The Mexican government quickly surrendered to her after that, followed by all the other countries of Central America. They concluded that if the American and Mexican armies couldn't stop her, what chance did they have?

Reaction in Brazil was mixed. There was the usual feeble resistance, of course, but there were also many that hailed her arrival. Men who had worshipped beautiful women in thong bikinis now had a giant nude woman to heap praise on, and many of the women admired her for what she had done. Their most common questions were "How did she get so big?" and "How can I get that big?"

She swam across the narrowest part of the Atlantic Ocean, making it from Brazil to Liberia in just a couple of hours. By that time the Africans knew of her existence and the trail of devastation she left behind, and either pledged their allegiance to her upon arrival or fled into the jungle. Most of the civil wars that terrorized many of the nations in Africa came to a swift end when The Giantess arrived.

The wars in the Middle East also came to an end, as The Giantess was able to do something that 50 years of wars and negotiations could not, bring Arabs and Israelis together. Both groups recognized The Giantess as a common threat and banded together to try and stop her. The Muslim fundamentalists in particular could not accept a woman as their leader, especially an American woman who appeared in public completely nude. The combined armies of the Arab world plus Israel engaged The Giantess at the Sinai Peninsula. The Israeli Air Force launched strike after strike at her, but met with no success. The Iraqis tried something no one else had thought of, chemical weapons. What the Iraqis didn't count on however, was that a woman who was a mile high could with just one breath create a violent windstorm that not even Superman could match. Thus, The Giantess was able to defeat the ground troops formed to resist her by using their own weapons against them. Apparently they were unaware that they were dealing with a woman with a Ph.D. who knew a thing or two about chemicals.

Her trip continued across Iran and into the Indian subcontinent, tracing the steps of Alexander the Great's army of so many years ago. But unlike Alexander, she did not stop at the Indus River. She carried on all the way to Southeast Asia and Australia, gathering pledges of obedience from each country on the route.

Quite a different reception greeted her when she landed in The Philippines. There she was greeted as the prodigal daughter returning home the conquering hero. Thousands lined the streets of Manila and cheered when she was granted control of the country by the Filipino president without a fight. Many wanted her to stay and establish her seat of power there, and they offered to her the old American army base as the site for new palace grounds. She politely refused, saying she had to return to America because that was her home, but she promised to return and do the best she could to help her people.

She had avoided going to Europe on her first trip because it was much too cold for a 5000-foot tall naked woman. Then she received word that the American Vice President was still in Europe and had declared an American government in exile. He was asking for all government officials in America still loyal to the old government to join him in London to organize resistance to The Giantess. Many of the European governments quickly recognized this renegade government and pledged their support. This enraged The Giantess. So instead of swimming across the Pacific Ocean back to America, she decided instead to brave the elements and head back west to take the Europeans on.

Their battlefield was at Gallipoli. The Turks chose that location in order to evoke memories of their great victory in World War I. The British, who were on the losing end that day, quickly agreed. The other European countries also agreed to engage her there, for while it meant that they would likely not have the assistance of cold weather, it also meant that if they stopped her there she would not trample across their countries. Learning their lessons from what happened in Utah and in Egypt, they chose not to use nuclear or chemical weapons on her. Instead they thought that if they included the collective powers of their armies, navies, and air forces in the fight, something no one else was in a position to try, that they had a chance to stop her. Indeed, with the Russians involved the Europeans were able to gather the largest force ever to take on The Giantess. They also thought Gallipoli created a natural battlefield which they thought would increase their chances of winning, just as it had for armies going all the way back to ancient times.

They thought wrong.

It took less than two hours for The Giantess to stomp the combined Russian and NATO ground forces out of existence. The naval battleships could not get close to her, as her movement across the Aegean Sea created large tsunamis that capsized any ship that got close. The fighters and bombers were able to do some damage to her, causing some of the old wounds from her fight in Washington to reopen as well as create some new ones. The problem the air forces had, besides lack of good coordination among planes from two dozen countries, was that they could not send everybody in at once for fear they would shot each other down or crash into each other. This made it much easier for The Giantess to swat her arms like King Kong and knock down dozens of planes each time. The bombers, high above The Giantess' wingspan, were also able to do some damage, but they too were limited since they were just as likely to hit their own troops as they were The Giantess.

The Battle of Gallipoli had lasted for almost 12 hours, far longer than any other encounter between The Giantess and armed resistance. And to their credit, The Giantess had to spend several days in Turkey resting and recovering from her wounds. But the results were, unfortunately for the Europeans, the same as all the others. The Giantess was able to successfully fight off everything the Europeans could dare muster against her, and now no one was left to stop her from taking over the continent.

The British Prime Minister tried to evoke Winston Churchill to inspire the British people to continue their resistance, but it didn't do any good. Especially after The Giantess pulled the PM out of 10 Downing Street and impaled him on top of Big Ben. The American Vice President, who tried to escape out of the city only to be crushed by The Giantess' right foot, soon joined him. The pleasure of finishing off her only credible resistance more than offset the discomfort she felt due to the cool London weather.

With her conquest of the world now complete, The Giantess hitched a ride on board a British aircraft carrier which was happy to oblige her, and returned to America to assume her title as ruler of the world. Her arrival was marked by all the pomp and circumstance of a president returning from a state visit, hastily arranged by the Speaker of the House, who also informed The Giantess that the Congress had decided to pledge their loyalty to her. What the Speaker did not mention was that the Congress was determined to fight her right up until she destroyed the Europeans. Congress changed their minds the next day.

The Giantess again requested a television audience and delivered the following address broadcast worldwide:

"People of the Earth. I told you several weeks ago that I would be your absolute ruler, and that all resistance to my domination would be crushed. Now that I have proven myself a woman of my word, I now ask, no, demand, that all of you recognize me as your one and only leader, and worship me as your goddess."

"I also promised that there would be some changes once I took power, and today I am now prepared to announce the first of these changes."

"One. All the nations of the world are to rewrite their constitutions recognizing me as their supreme ruler. Any nation who resists this change will be crushed. Two, all existing monarchies and dictatorships will be allowed to remain in charge of their respective countries provided that they recognize me as their true leader and they hand over 80% of their total personal wealth to me as a sign of the loyalty. Three, all existing leaders of democratic countries will also be allowed to remain as leaders provided they too recognize my authority over them and hand over 25% of their countries accumulated wealth to me. Four, every country will give to me each year a percentage of their gross national product. This will be my fee I will charge to allow each country to survive. The percentage will be determined based upon the total GNP of each nation with the richest countries paying the most. Five, each country will no longer be allowed to maintain a separate army. Instead, your armies will be combined together to form one large army under my direct control. Their mission will be to serve my interests and mine alone. Each country will also be required to maintain the present levels of funding for their armed forces with contributions that will be separate from my other fees. The first mission of my new army will be to build me a castle to live in and to allow my worshipers to pay respects to me."

"In the coming weeks I will announce other changes I will make, but there is one final law I want to announce. From this day forward any and all scientific research that involve tissue growth or cell reproduction will be banned. My army will seek out and destroy anyone conducting these types of experiments, and those who are caught will be immediately sentenced to death."



Chapter 9 - The Resistance Cell

Back in California, the FBI team investigating the background of The Giantess sat in awe with the rest of the world, watching on TV as she crushed the White House. Many of the agents felt that it was useless to continue their investigation. After all, the man who ordered it was now dead, as well as most everybody else they were to report their findings. Some came to the conclusion that The Giantess was now their boss, and surely she would not want anybody investigating her past. So while most of the agents flew back to Washington to swear allegiance to their new master or flew to the farthest place away from The Giantess that they could afford, a few agents stayed behind, determined to find a way to defeat the woman who murdered their president and took over their country.

They found a few sympathizers within the scientific community, or so it seemed. They too wanted to find a way to destroy The Giantess, and were prepared to use their scientific knowledge as best as they could. A couple of them worked at the Bichem facility where Maria Santos once drew a paycheck, before she turned herself into a giantess.

Through word of mouth and secret messages, the agents and scientists gathered at a hideaway deep in the Santa Cruz Mountains to discuss how to achieve their goals.

"Okay, listen up everybody," started Agent Campbell, "let's all settle down here."

The gathering of about 15 people slowly stopped their private conversations and took their seats, either on the sparse furniture of the mountain cabin or on the hardwood floor.

"Alright," said Agent Campbell, "we all know why we are here. We have to find a way to defeat The Giantess. We know weaponry won't work, the Army even tried nuking here and it didn't work. We have to find another way. Now I was thinking, is there any way we can shrink her?"

A few "hums" arouse from the group.

"After all, we know she was working on experiments on tissue growth which we think led her to discovering something which made her grow. Can we use a similar methodology to find a way to make her shrink?"

"Like an anecdote or something?" asked Agent Price.

"Exactly."

"Well," spoke Dr. Leanne Tran from the back, "that's going to be difficult since we don't know what she did to make herself grow. Any records from her research were destroyed by the building collapse."

"Not necessarily," replied Agent Campbell with glee, "we did manage to find her diary in the rubble."

"What?" asked Dr. Jones, "Why didn't you tell us you found that?"

"Because it was evidence. We wanted the chance to analyze it for clues as to her origins before anyone else knew we had it. If word had gotten out then she might have come back here to destroy it."

"So what does it say?"

"Nothing much really. Many of the pages are missing, and some are illegible. Our techs couldn't find anything useful in there, but we thought maybe you guys might."

Agent Campbell handed the diary over to Dr. Jones, who in turn handed it off to Dr. Tran.

"Think you can find something in there?" asked Agent Campbell.

"I'll see what I can do." Dr. Tran replied.

"Okay, in the meantime has any of you have done or are now doing research on tissue growth? Just in case we can't decipher anything from that diary."

"We had been doing some research with tissue regeneration over at Stanford," replied Dr. Simon Blair with a light Australian accent, "but we don't have any access to our labs since The Giantess banned all tissue research. The campus police has already barricaded them off."

"Can you still get into your offices?"

"I think so, no one suspects us right now, as far as I know."

"Good, then try to get all of your research papers out of there as soon as possible. I imagine your offices will be searched soon if they suspect you are doing tissue research. In the meantime my agents and I will try and see if we can get our hands on some medical equipment so you can continue your research."

"We know a few places we can try," added Agent Price.

"Okay then, I think we all know what to do. Let's get back together in two weeks and check in on our progress, alright?"

Dr. Leanne Tran was born in Vietnam during the beginning of the war. She came to the United States in 1974 to live with her brother who made it out a year earlier on a student visa. She was a quick student of English, and was taught at home by her brother for a year before the local high school accepted her for enrollment. She was an honor student, graduating at the top of her class both in high school and at UC Irvine, where she got her bachelor's degree in biology. She attained her masters and doctorate degrees at Stanford, specializing in microbiology. After a couple years of continued research at Stanford, she was hired by Bichem to be a part of the same research team as Dr. Santos. Leanne was vaguely familiar with Maria's research, but since Maria didn't readily share her findings with others before it was too late Dr. Tran wasn't totally up to speed on what she was doing. The only reason Leanne was now in a position to research Maria's work was because she was out of town at a conference the day The Giantess was born.

Leanne studied the diary every chance she could. Following along in those pages she could read and trying to piece together in her mind those pages she couldn't, the path to The Giantess was beginning to form. However, it seemed that every time Leanne got to a crucial step in the process a crucial page would be missing from the diary. Every time she hit one of these roadblocks Leanne would have rely on her own knowledge and expertise, as well as conduct a tremendous amount of research, to build the bridge to the next level. The process was slow and tedious, and Leanne feared that she might never figure out what Maria did to turn herself into a goddess.

On the night before the secret society was scheduled to meet and discuss their findings, Leanne was, as usual, sitting at her desk at home, going word for word through the diary, stopping only to relieve herself or find another textbook. She had been awake for almost three days straight now. She had tried to go to sleep but found herself instead lying in bed thinking about the contents of the diary. When she did dream, it was usually involved Maria grabbing hold of her and placing Leanne on her gigantic shoulders, making her watch as Maria crushed hundreds of other victims.

Dr. Tran also fantasized about what it would be like to be a giantess like Maria. She could understand why Maria lusted after the power that she now commands. Once in a while, Leanne was even a little jealous. After all, she was on the same research team as Maria; she could have just as easily discovered the giantess formula and grown into an unstoppable goddess. But before she fantasized too much about life as a giantess, her scientific instincts would take over and return her to her research.

That is, until about 4 am that morning.

Leanne had made it through almost the entire diary by that point. From the clues in the diary and her own research, she knew what Maria used to put together her formula. All she needed to know was the catalyst that activated the growth. She turned the page of the diary and found a sheet that was totally blank, except for one word that was circled several times. Dr. Tran stared at the page for a few minutes, then a big smile erupted from her face which lit up the entire study.

"That's it!" she exclaimed, "that's how she did it! I know how she became a giantess!"



Chapter 10 - Can We Do This?

Everyone who was in the mountain retreat knew how serious his or her situation had become. The Giantess had followed through on her threat, as her army raided and shut down biotech companies around the world. Scientists were being arrested everywhere, even those who were not conducting illegal research but where identified as traitors by jealous colleagues. The Giantess herself had specifically targeted those who worked at Bichem and were still alive, including Drs. Jones and Tran. They, along with the rest of the condemned took their places as Agent Campbell called the meeting to order.

"Okay," Agent Campbell, "let's begin with a report from Dr. Tran, who I believe has some good news for us."

"Yes, I have gone through the diary, and I think I've been able to piece together enough information to figure out how Dr. Santos became a giantess."

"How?" asked several members of the stunned audience.

"She developed a chemical formula which enhanced and accelerated growth on a molecular level. This chemical caused every cell in her body to begin reproducing at an incredible rate, causing her to grow in size. It also appears that she did not discover this formula by accident. In fact, it appears from reading her diary that the goal of her research for the last few years has been to create just such a formula."

"I knew we should not have let her work unsupervised," murmured Dr. Jones.

"So," Agent Campbell interrupted, "since we now know how she became a giantess, can we develop a formula to counteract the effects and shrink her back down to size?"

"It won't be easy," answered Dr. Blair, "yes, knowing how she became a giantess will be a big help, but there are so many other variables involved."

"Including radiation," added Dr. Tran. "Remember, she doubled her initial size after the army exploded that nuclear bomb on her. Even if we could develop an antidote there's no guarantee that it will work since her body may have mutated beyond what the initial formula created."

"I didn't think it would be easy," said Agent Campbell, "all I want to know is whether or not it's possible."

There was a long period of silence in the room, as everybody waited in anticipation for someone to dare to answer.

"Yes," replied Dr. Blair, "I think it's possible."

There was a collective sigh of relief in the room.

"Okay then," Agent Campbell stated, "then I think we should start working on it right away."

For the next couple hours, the renegade scientists and FBI agents discussed how a shrinking formula could be developed. The agents agreed that while the initial experiments could be conducted in existing research labs and universities, a secret lab had to be set up for the more serious experiments that could possibly arouse suspicion from those loyal to The Giantess. Agent Price reported that he had managed to establish a few underground contacts who could supply them with the necessary chemicals and equipment. Some of these contacts were in it for the money while others had an intense hatred and/or fear of their leader. The scientists, meanwhile, grilled Dr. Tran on everything she managed to decipher from the diary.

Once the meeting began to break up, Agent Campbell made his way through the crowd over the Dr. Tran.

"So tell me," began Agent Campbell, "just between you and me, what do you think are our chances of developing a shrinking formula?"

"To be honest, not very good."

"That's what I think too. Do you think you can make up some of that formula?"

"Once I have all the necessary chemicals, sure. But why?"

"If I could get you those chemicals today, how fast can you duplicate the Giantess formula?"



Chapter 11 - The Competition Emerges

Three days later, Agent Campbell received a 6 am wake-up call at his home.

"Hello?" he said groggily.

"Agent Campbell?"

"Yes."

"This is Dr. Tran. Can you come to my lab at Stanford?"

"When?"

"Right now!"

"Why?"

Dr. Tran paused for a second before answering. "Because, I've made the formula."

This woke up Agent Campbell immediately. "I'm on my way."

Agent Campbell arrived on the Stanford campus just as 7 am classes were starting. He made his way over to the building where the university had opened up some lab space to the few Bichem doctors who were still alive and doing research. The $100,000 grant the company gave Stanford each year was finally paying dividends. The university was also able to convince law enforcement officers that there was no experiments going on involving tissue or cellular growth, though no one at the university really knew for sure just what the Bichem scientists were working on.

Agent Campbell made his way down the nearly empty corridor and entered the lab in room 122. That was where he found Dr. Leanne Tran standing next to a vat full of lime green liquid.

"Is that it?" asked Agent Campbell, pointing to the liquid.

"That's it, I think," Dr. Tran replied.

"Does it work?"

"I don't know yet, but I followed the same procedure Dr. Santos used to create the original formula."

"But remember the original formula only made her grow to about 2000 feet. Even if you ingest the whole thing you still won't be as big as her, right?"

"I'm aware of that," Dr. Tran replied, "which is why I slightly modified the formula. Remember, it was exposure to atomic radiation that caused her to grow a mile high. Since I figured that the Army would not be willing to explode another atomic bomb for us I decided to try and expose the formula to some radiation, to see if that would duplicate the effect."

"Well there's only one way to find out," said the agent, who dunked a small glass into formula and drank it.

"No don't..." shouted Dr. Tran, but it was too late. Agent Campbell had ingested the formula and placed the glass on the counter. Suddenly he collapsed to the ground and began convulsing. His pupils became dilated and foam began spitting out of his mouth.

"He's gone into seizures, I better go get help," thought Dr. Tran. She tried to pick him up and carry him out of the lab, but his 200-pound frame was too much for her. She stood there for a second in a panic state, looking around wildly for something that could help her. That's when she saw the formula, sitting on the counter top invitingly. "I know this is the same formula Maria made, and I know it made her stronger, made if I ingested only a little bit it would be enough to get him to help."

Without thinking of the consequences that now befell Agent Campbell, she went over to the vat and took one sip of the formula. She immediately began feeling a burning sensation spread over her entire body in a flash, causing her to tip over a little and lean on the table for support. She then began feeling her feet push up against her sneakers and her breasts pushing up against her shirt and lab coat. Instantly recognizing what was happening to her, she pulled her shoes off and tossed them aside, and began dragging the still seizing agent across the room by his arms.

As she moved she could feel the formula take effect. She could feel her breasts begin to push up against her lab coat, causing the top two buttons to pull out. Her toes began emerging through holes in her socks, while the bottom of her coat had moved up enough to reveal her now well toned calves. The shorts she was wearing below her coat were tight to her hips and thighs and slowly creeping up.

By the time she made it to the door, the sleeves on her lab coat had torn off, revealing bulging biceps that continued to swell. She also noticed that Agent Campbell felt lighter than before. "I might be strong enough to pick him up now," she thought. Dr. Tran then easily lifted the agent up on to her left shoulder in a fireman's carry position and ran to the receptionist at the front desk.

"Call 911 now, Julie!" Leanne bellowed, "He's in seizure and has to go to the hospital now!"

The receptionist just stared at the transformed Dr. Tran. Like a deer looking into headlights, the receptionist could not believe what she was seeing, an 8-foot tall amazon with torn clothing and a grown man on one shoulder.

"Didn't you hear me? I said call 911 now!"

"Uh, okay, sure," Julie replied, still in an apparent daze.

"911 emergency, how can I help you?"

"Well, uh, uh, we have an, uh, emergency here...."Julie stuttered as she spoke, still having a hard time coming to grips with what was standing in front of her.

Leanne was now furious. "Give me that," she said as she grabbed the receiver out of Julie's hand. "Is this 911?"

"Yes, how can I help you."

"There is a man here having seizures, and he needs to see a doctor now!"

"Okay, where are you?"

"We're at the biology lab. You know where that is?"

"Yes," replied the 911 receptionist.

"Good," Leanne replied, "he is in the front lobby. Please hurry!"

"We'll be there as soon as we can."

"Good. And could you notify the FBI. This man is one of their agents."

Leanne hung up the phone before the 911 operator could interrogate her further. She knew she had to get out of there before the paramedics arrived. Seeing her torn clothing and enlarged body, they would immediately suspect she may have taken a growth drug, which was strictly forbidden under the law of The Giantess, and there was no way she could force them into silence. Julie, on the other hand, was another matter.

"Now listen Julie, if you tell anybody, and I mean anybody, what you saw I will tear you from limb to limb. As far as you know, this man was just walking down the hallway when he suddenly went into seizures. Understand? You didn't see me here, right?"

"Uh, uh, sure. Yeah."

"Okay, the paramedics will be hear any minute. Remember, you didn't see me. Got it?"

"Uh huh," was also Julie could offer in response.

Leanne gently dropped Agent Campbell to the floor and headed back down the hallway and back into the lab room. At this point the thought that the doctors would certainly be searching Agent Campbell's body looking for the source of the seizures and come across the Giantess Formula did not occur to her, nor did the possibility that it could be traced back to her or that Julie would find the courage to squeal. All she knew was that she had to get out of there before anyone else in the building saw her. Her lab coat was feeling very tight around her hips and thighs. Likewise, the coat sleeves were missing and the top of her coat had spread out enough to reveal some of her breasts, but there was still enough of her skin covered that she could leave without being too conspicuous. She grabbed the vat of the Giantess Formula, poured it into the cooler she typically used to carry her lunch, and slipped out the back door unnoticed.

When she got to her car, she could hear the paramedic's sirens as they pulled up to the building. She could also hear someone shouting behind her. When she turned to she who was shouting, she saw 4 security guards running from the building and towards her. It was one of the guards who was shouting.

"Dr. Tran, stop! We need to speak with you!"

"Damn," she thought, "Julie must have called them!"

Dr. Tran knew she was in trouble. Even the slowest security guard on campus would be suspicious if he saw a female skyscraper with tattered clothing and a container of a strange chemical sitting on the roof of her car. She quickly ran through her choices. One, she could jump in her car and try to escape. Two, submit to the officer's request and surrender, or three. Yes, number three. It sat on the hood of her car invitingly, tempting her with a siren's song promising unlimited power. Not just over the charging security men but anybody who stood in her away, maybe even The Giantess herself. After all, wasn't that the real reason she duplicated the Giantess Formula in the first place? The real reason why she was so excited to have discovered how the formula was made? Yes, it may have killed Agent Campbell, but the tiny bit she tasted didn't seem to hurt her at all. Instead, it worked just like it should have.

So, with a blinding act born from a natural instinct for survival and just maybe a little lust for power, she grabbed the cooler and drank the entire formula.

"No, stop!" shouted the guards, but it was too late.

Leanne stood in front of her car, facing the guards in a defiant stance when the formula starting taking effect. One by one, the buttons on her lab coat began popping off, starting from the top. By the time the guards stopped to marvel at the 10-foot tall sight before them, all of the buttons were off, revealing a well- defined stomach and powerful legs. The T-shirt she was wearing underneath the coat had become a tube top. The bottom of the shirt had crept up to the bottom of her breasts while her shoulders had busted through the top. At 15 feet, her shorts began splitting down the middle and quickly burst free quickly from her body, followed quickly by her panties. Her socks were now ankle bracelets as her feet burst through. The back of her lab coat began to tear as her upper body continued to widen and strengthen. Her shirt finally couldn't withstand the pressure and tore apart, setting free her ballooning breasts. Her ankles were now the size of tree trunks as her socks tore loose. Finally, her lab coat shredded apart and fell to the ground, revealing the full majesty of the Asian amazon.

The guards stopped in their tracks as they watched Leanne grow. 50 feet, 100 feet, 200 feet and more. Some ran in fear as she continued to expand, others stayed and watched either to satisfy their carnal desires or because they were too much in shock to move.

Leanne looked down upon her shrinking witnesses and let out a big smile. She no longer felt her car or the nearby landscaping pushing up against her feet, they were much too small to drown out her ecstasy. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and began moaning. She totally immersed herself in the tremendous energy flowing through her body that was fueling her growth. She began feeling herself, which seemed to accelerate her growth even more. 500 feet, 700 feet, 1000 feet. She could have seen the paramedics take Agent Campbell into the ambulance on the far side of the building, but she was too immersed in herself to pay attention to anything around her. At 1500 feet she began sweating profusely, causing a large puddle to form at her feet which quickly turned into a lake. At 2000 feet she was tempted to feel her private parts but chose not too. 3000 feet, 4000 feet, still growing, still expanding. At about 5000 feet she sensed her growth has stopped. She opened her eyes and saw the entire Bay Area stretch out before her.

She decided to address her new audience. "Listen to me," she began, "I mean you no harm. I do not wish to hurt you or destroy you. I want to help you. The evil Giantess has inflicted too much pain, too much misery, too much destruction. I want to free you from her. I want you to help me destroy her!"

Back at the Palace, The Giantess was dining on the meal prepared by the state of Georgia when one of her aides burst into the room and ran over to the microphone.

"Goddess, Goddess," he announced over the loudspeakers, "there is another giant woman on the loose!"

"What?" she replied as she finished off another peach tree, "what do you mean another giant woman?"

"Look at his," he replied as he switched on the projector from across the room.

"...scenes were shot on a home video camera by a Stanford student," the TV news reported. "Sources identify her as Dr. Leanne Tran, a research scientist residing in the San Francisco Bay Area. As you can see from these pictures, she appears to be headed in an eastern direction and leaving a wide path of destruction in her wake. You might remember that our leader The Giantess also first appeared in the Bay Area, though our sources at this point cannot say if there is a connection. Again, she appears to be headed in an eastern direction. Residents in the area should evacuate immediately as she is being considered very dangerous."

"Okay, I've seen enough, turn it off," The Giantess commanded. "Damn, how did she find the formula?"

"You know her, your majesty?"

"All too well."

"Should we send the Army after her?" the slave asked.

"Are you kidding?" she replied, "the Army couldn't stop me, how in the hell are they going to stop her? Those idiots would probably try another nuke on her, and I know that won't stop her. No, I must destroy her myself."



Chapter 12 - Viva Las Vegas

It didn't the long for The Giantess to track down Leanne. After all, when you're a mile high and a 1000 miles per hour constitutes a pleasant stroll, you can get around pretty quick. And it wasn't as if her prey was trying to hide from her. They met in the desert just outside Las Vegas, Nevada.

"So Leanne," shouted The Giantess, "I guess you didn't take my orders seriously. I should have killed you when you were still small."

"It's too late for that now," Leanne replied, "I don't want to fight you, Maria. If you agree to stop your evil rule now we can end this without anyone getting hurt."

"Why should I? Don't you understand? I'm the most powerful being on Earth. I have millions who worship the ground I walk on. I have wealth and power beyond your imagination, and no one is going to take that away from me, especially you."

"Well, we'll just see about that."

Leanne lunged after The Giantess and the two began wrestling in the world's largest ever catfight. They rolled around and crashed into the adjacent mountains. Their screams of anguish could be heard from hundreds of miles away. Earthquakes emanated from the battlefield that violently shook the hotels in Vegas. Thousands poured out from the hotels and casinos to escape the tons of falling debris and to determine where the ear piercing screams were coming from. The giants also kicked up a giant dust storm, which engulfed the desert for hundreds of miles around them. The fighting giants laid the desert terrain completely flat and barren. Every cactus, rock, and lizard in the area was crushed and buried in a 50-foot deep crater created by them.

The fight went on for about half an hour before the desert heat and their accelerated metabolisms began to take their toll. The Giantess still had a small height and weight advantage on Leanne, and she was able to use it to put Leanne in a pinning position.

"Don't you see, not even you can defeat me!" proclaimed The Giantess.

"You haven't won yet."

The Giantess laid on top of Leanne for what seemed like a lifetime. Then The Giantess' facial expression changed from one of anger and determination to a large smile.

"Listen, I could kill you right now, but I have a better idea. Join me."

"What?"

"Join me. This planet is much too big for just me to rule. I need someone to help me. Someone besides those little peon armies who claim they worship me. Someone like you."

"Why?"

"Don't you see, while every human on this planet fears me, there's only so many places I can be at one time. I can't trust all my armies to remain loyal to me. Some are bound to think they can sneak of on their own and disobey me. But with you on my side no one would dare stray away. Together we would be so powerful that no one would dare rise up against us."

"But what you're doing goes against every fiber of my being."

"Does it really?" asked The Giantess. "So tell me, why did you become a giantess in the first place? Don't tell me you never had any lust for power, or that you didn't envy the power I control. If you didn't you would have never drank the formula."

"I drank the formula to defeat you."

"And then what would you have done, huh? Just walk away and live the rest of your life as a hermit? Or let all these tiny humans just walk all over you? I don't think so. Not with all these countries, all this wealth, all this power just waiting for you to take it. With me out of the picture you would have been free to seize control of all I now have. Admit it, you would have taken it. Am I right?"

"Well," Leanne said, "I hadn't really thought about that."

The Giantess responded with a look of disbelief.

"It's true!" claimed Leanne, "when I made the formula all I was thinking about was defeating you. But now that you mention it, I was kind of envious of you. I wanted your power, your wealth. And when I saw you crush all those armies a part of me was cheering you on."

"I thought so. So now, join me. You've made the big step and became a giantess, now it's time for you to reap the benefits. Besides, which would you rather do, fight me to the death or join me in a glorious life?"

"I will join you."

The thousands crowding the streets of Las Vegas were able to hear the conversation between the giantesses, and began running in panic once they heard the last sentence. They had hoped the second giant woman would defeat The Giantess and restore things the way they were, but once they realized the two of them were banding together the crowd knew they were doomed.

The Giantess got off of Leanne and helped her up to her feet.

"Look over there," The Giantess said while pointing towards Las Vegas, "see everybody running in fear. They're afraid you'll go over there and crush them. See how much control over them you have."

"Why don't we go there and oblige them?" Leanne asked.

"I see you're getting the hang of this already. Let's go."

The two giantesses walked over to the Strip and decided to have a contest, a race to the Stratosphere to see who could crush the most hotels. Leanne approached The Luxor, but was afraid to step on it thinking the top of the pyramid would spike her foot. So she instead decided to sideswipe like a kicker trying an extra point. The Giantess leaped into the air and landed each foot on one of the Tropicana towers. The shock wave brought down the nearby French hotel still under construction.

"That's not fair," claimed Leanne as she stomping the Excalibur hotel to rubble, "you have to make contact for it to count."

"Fair enough, it's your game."

Leanne saw the tightly stack rows of the New York, New York hotel and was reminded of pins in a bowling alley. So she decided to pretend she was a bowling ball and rammed herself face first into the hotel. She slid far enough across to take at the Monte Carlo hotel at the same time.

"Good job!" said The Giantess.

Staying on the opposite side of the Strip, The Giantess stomped on top of the MGM Grand