Adam groaned. Last night had been something else. What had even happened? There was the delayed train... a bar while he waited... then... a girl. That's right! Some sparkly blue-eyed girl who bought him a drink—

His eyes shot open. Fuck! Where am I! he thought, bleary-eyed and confused. But all he saw was a massive brown eye staring back at him.

"Whoa." He said, blinking.

The eye blinked and shifted away from him, moving impossibly fast until it was up in the sky.

"Jesus..." Adam whispered, looking up into a building-height woman. "What did I get up to last night?"

The building-woman smiled.  "You're finally awake! Ooooooh Adam do you know how long I've waited for this?"

Adam coughed, his brain trying to sprint into full wakefulness, but still unable to comprehend what he was seeing.

Seeing, or sensing, his confusion, the giant woman giggled. "Oh you must be so confused little dear! Here, let me help."

Her fingers moved faster that Adam expected, covering the distance between the arm of the couch and where he lay in an eye blink. It was only about a foot or so, but that was still four body lengths to vanish in a blur of skin. He squeezed his eyes shut, but was shocked at how soft and gentle those same fingers were.  They enveloped him, and Adam for a moment enjoyed their warmth— before realizing he was entirely nude.

"Who are you? What the hell is going on?" He shouted, confused and disoriented. In the shock, his hangover had been mostly forgotten; a small benefit.

Dangled in front of the giantess' face, her forefinger and thumb gently pinching him, Adam was now face-to-face with this giant woman, who was smiling so hard it looked like she was going to sprain her cheek muscles.

"I'm Miki. Don't you remember me?" She asked, a shy smile.  "I remember you."

"Miki? From..." Adam thought, his mind racing.  It was so familiar to him, but the quiet pause was getting uncomfortable. He began to stammer as he thought.

"Y-yeah, um, Miki..." he gasped, his memory clearing enough to give way to a flood of memories. "From undergrad! I haven't seen you since, like, a decade ago! What— what happened? Why are you so big? How did that happen? What's going on?"

Adam paused for a breath as he watched Miki's eyes carefully move up and down over his body. "...Why am I naked...?" He asked.

Miki brought her other index finger to her lips, shushing him.

"Everything will be answered in time.  But just know, you don't have to worry about anything anymore."

"What?!"

"I said, you don't have to worry." Miki said, smiling. "I'm taking care of you. Now let's see how the process went."

"What process? What happened to me!" Adam yelled, but if Miki heard him, she didn't acknowledge it. Instead, she lowered him down to a large, flat, brown surface that stretched out far into the distance.  Adam felt his legs start to touch, and for the first time since he awoke he was standing on his own two feet. Miki's fingers slid over him, paying what he felt was too close attention to his member. Adam tried to push her probing fingers away, but it didn't have any effect aside from two tiny dimples in her skin that vanished as soon as they retreated.

He took a couple tentative steps forward as Miki's hand retreated entirely.

"Oh good, you can walk, you can talk... now, you know, prostate cancer is a huge risk, and the best prevention—"

Adam tried shouting over her, but his voice was too quiet to overpower hers.

"...is to ensure at least one orgasm per day." She finished.

"Are you a fucking psycho doctor?" He shouted.

Miki giggled, a familiar giggle.  He remembered it from back when they hung out all those years ago. It was good-natured, but now he noticed an edge to it. There was something more to her thinking, but Adam was left guessing as to what it was.

"Oh my dearest, I'm not psycho! That's silly.  But for the rest of our lives, I'll be your doctor. And I'll need to keep you healthy. Forever."

Adam's throat ran dry, and he froze in place.

"Forever?" He said.

Miki seemed able to hear his quiet voice when she cared to listen for it. She smiled and nodded happily. Excitedly.

"Yes! You're starting to get it."

He opened his mouth to say something, but Miki scooped him up in one hand.

"Now, doctor's orders. Cum for me."

"I haven't seen you in ten years, and you show up, huge, and expect me to... to... what? Masturbate for you? In your hand?" Adam said. "I can't believe I'm saying this out loud, I must be dreaming."

"It's actually only been nine years, ten months, and four days since you last talked to me." Miki said without pausing to think. "And if you won't do this, I'll help. After all, it's for you."

"What? Help?"

Miki's smile came back. "Help? If you need dear!"

The fingers of her other hand came flying towards Adam, each one rivaling him in size. They curled, as her fingertips took turns gently batting his semi-erect penis into stiffness. Adam squirmed, trying to get away from the fingers, but they refused to let up.

"Oh, relax!"

When Adam's body continued to squirm, Miki chewed on the inside of her cheek. Adam had thought the gesture cute... years ago.  Now, it was practically sinister.

"I bet you need some lube, huh? Are my fingers too rough for your little body?"

Adam didn't answer.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't think!" She said, her fingers reaching into her waistband. "But now that I see how uncomfortable you are, well, it makes sense! Silly me..."

She felt her pussy. There was plenty of lube for Adam. Miki smiled as she touched herself. The happiest day of my life, she thought.

"...It won't happen again." Miki ended her statement with a quiet moan.

"Ohh, Adam.  I've been waiting so long for this.  I've got so much all-natural lube for you, little guy."

Her fingers reappeared over Adam, glistening. He could smell her powerful scent on each one, and he coughed. Mercilessly, they descended onto him, twirling around his cock.

"Now, just relax... I'm going to take goooooood care of you..." She said, calmly stroking his erection. "You can't escape... just relax..."

Adam's squirming intensified as her fingers played over him and paused when she went back for more of her pussy juices.

"I see you're breathing harder.  This is to take care of you. But I have waited so long for this. To take care of you."

Adam gasped as she touched him again. He squirmed, but even Adam wasn't sure anymore if he was squirming to get away or to grind against her finger harder.  He cried out, "Why?" But if Miki heard him, she didn't answer. Or she just assumed it was a cry of pleasure.  Either way, she continued until he twitched, a small spurt of white barely visible on her fingertip the only physical mark of Adam's orgasm. Miki's fingers slowed, massaging his dick and coaxing as much jizz as possible out of his softening member.

"Good. You can have up to two more in the next 24 hours." Miki said, beaming with satisfaction. She lifted her fingers away from Adam's limp form and licked her finger, moaning.

"Ohmygod. I've waited so long for this. So much work... but it's all paid off." Miki whispered breathlessly. "Ughh. So worth it. You taste even better than I remembered."

Adam lay in her palm, panting heavily. He was violated, tired, and incredibly confused. Miki was no more forthcoming with information as they both sat in silence, him nervously and her excitedly contemplating his future. His eyes began drifting shut as Miki partially enveloped him, her thumb gently caressing his body.

Adam groaned. Last night had been something else. What had even happened? That crazy dream about an old fling from his college days. Adam slid a hand down his front to feel if he'd had a wet dream, and to his relief he found that despite cumming in his dream, he didn't appear to have had a wet dream. He sat up and yawned, before reaching out to his bedside table to grab his phone and check the time.  His hand grabbed nothing but soft fabric.  Adam's eyes shot open.  How far over in his bed was he sleeping? What about his train?

His fingers slid over something entirely different. It was still fabric, but a completely different texture. Even more confused, Adam looked around at where he was. He had been sleeping on what he thought were dark-grey sheets, but his fingers were now feeling a wide swath of slightly gummy-feeling elastic.

"Oh fuck." He whispered. Miki the giant? Had that been real?

From somewhere further away, he felt movement. The light clicked on. The massive silhouette of Miki filled his vision, clad in just a demure bra and plain white underwear. He coughed in shock, seeing her move. There was no way at his size he couldn't avoid noticing the slight shaking of her breasts as she walked. Each tit outweighed him, easily, and Adam worried what could happen if he got too close to them. A small but growing part of him also wondered the same thing, but in a much more optimistic sense.

"Oh goodie, you're awake!" Miki said as she walked over to where Adam had been laying on a pair of clean panties.

"Those are brand-new. Well. I washed them in your detergent so they'd smell familiar." She said with a gentle laugh.

"How did you know..." Adam started to ask, before he stopped. What even is my laundry detergent? he wondered.

"See, there aren't exactly a whole lot of guides, you know? Most of them are for adopting dogs! But I figured, I'll start you out easy, then start introducing my scent for you gradually."

"What do you mean, start me easy? And your scent? And, and, dogs?" Adam asked, before shaking his head and stifling a scream with his fist.

Miki reacted only by tilting her head a barely-perceptible amount.

"No, forgot those questions— just— please! Answer some questions for me! I'm practically begging!" He shouted.

To his surprise, Miki's smile returned. She sat on her own bed, her body on full display to Adam, as she slid around to lay on her stomach. Adam watched the wall of her bosom come rushing forward, pushing into her bed. The amount of power she held was incredible without even thinking about it. Her bed creaked quietly as she settled in, with more impossibly-huge body parts coming from the sky above settled into to her bed. Miki rested her hands down, then her chin on top of them, peering at her own bedside table and the miniature man standing on her panties atop it.

"Of course Adam! You never have to beg with me."

Adam was slightly taken aback by her suddenly shifting into what might be openness. He sat down, pulling the hem of the underwear he had been sleeping in over his lap like a blanket. Miki was delighted to see him nestling into her clothing, but Adam was a bit worried at how strongly Miki was eye-fucking him.

"Okay. Let's start with... I guess let's start at the beginning. how did I get like this?"

"You mean, adorable and cute and amazing and—" Miki blushed "—hot?"

"Um..."

"You were like that from the first time we met!"

"What? No, damn it! I—"

Miki shook her head.  "Adam. You said to start at the beginning."

"I guess, but I don't..."

"Stop interrupting silly!" She giggled.  Miki rolled onto her back, letting her breasts swing around and become mountains, pointing up to the sky. They wiggled slightly as she settled in. Miki closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Well, so there was the day we met. Or I guess night, really. I'd seen you around a couple times at other parties, but this was the first time we'd actually talked. And talked.  And then..."

Miki took a deep breath. Adam tried to look away, but her breasts ballooned up higher. It was a breathtaking sight, and he couldn't tear his eyes away. As he remembered to breathe in, Miki was blowing the air out of her lungs. The mounds on her chest, capable of engulfing him, pressed together. He had seen footage of an actual boulder rolling and crashing into another, but Miki's breasts were scarier.  They were bigger and completely silent.

"That night was so fun.  And then the next day... but something happened. You drifted away."

"I what?"

"You stopped coming out. I never saw you at parties. You hardly texted." Miki was speaking like it was a long-ago historical event.

"That... I was... we were students, and that was right at finals, remember? I was cramming so hard, I think we studied a bit that weekend, right? And then we both had internships. Wait... didn't..."

Adam stood up and began to pace. Miki opened her eyes and watched him while upside-down. The bedside table was a hard surface and not terribly comfortable to walk on. But the elastic band of the panties was comfortable and not nearly as slick as the fabric.

"It was the last big party of the year. Finals were next week. We met at the party, talked a bit, and, um—"

"Fucked." Miki said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Yeah, we did a lot of that, huh?" Adam said. It had been a very good weekend. He smiled and reminisced for a time until Miki cleared her throat.

"Right, yeah, then... we spent a bunch of time that weekend... together. And then there was finals, and then I left for my internship, and you went... wasn't it with the Peace Corps or something? I remember people asking about you, and we texted a few times, but you hardly ever had a connection."

"Yeah, I went and volunteered overseas.  That village was so primitive! There was hardly electricity even! We helped that village build a little waterwheel for a bit of power and then we helped them get a water purifier tank. And by the time I came back, my phone number had expired."

"So that's why your number stopped working?" Adam asked.

Miki shrugged, her cleavage coming together in a tight valley before reopening into a wide canyon.

"I thought I saw you around campus a couple times." He said, carefully.

Miki smiled and reached over, plucking him up from where he stood and floating him through the air, placing Adam gently on top of her left breast.  His feet sank in, making small divots, until they began to slip.  Adam fell to all fours, perched on her boob and clinging desperately as Miki moved around to get more comfortable.

Miki laid her head down on a pillow, enjoying the small weight of Adam clinging to her breast. She decided he'd have to spend more time there.

"I was still around.  But that weekend was so..." She sighed again.

Adam was nearly thrown off as her bosom moved. He pressed his foot against the small bulge her nipple was making in the fabric, keeping him from falling.

"I knew you deserved the best from that moment on. And I was determined to do it.  In that village, seeing how happy they were at clean water? Oh, it was sweet.  But..."

Miki sat up a bit more, looking right at Adam. He wanted to hide, but there was nowhere.  Even his closest hiding places _were_ Miki. She'd feel him for sure.

"I wanted you to have that feeling.  Every day.  Forever." She said, her voice oozing lust.

Adam nearly fell. "I'm sorry? What?"

Miki giggled, which did cause Adam to lose his grip.  But in a flash, her hand was underneath him, catching him. She brought his body towards her crotch, and for a moment Adam's vision was filled with white panties and a small damn circle. Her hand paused as Miki seemed to think better of the idea and brought him back up to her breast, where Adam was carefully deposited back to where he had been clinging onto her bra cup and nipple.

"You were so good. So kind. So nice. I realized I had to take care of you, to give you the most amazing life that you deserved. And now..." She licked her lips. "We're just starting. I'm going to give you the most amazing life. That's how much I love you."

"What the fuck? Love?" Adam whispered. Miki wasn't making any sense.

"Hmmm?"

He still didn't understand what she was saying, but he had at least gathered that cursing at Miki wasn't a good idea. Instead, his mind raced, trying to think of anything semi-appropriate to say instead. Adam blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"Why is everything so big?" Adam said.

Miki giggled again, but this time her hand was ready behind Adam, keeping and pressing him into her boob to prevent him from falling.

"I didn't change size, silly." Miki laughed.

"So—"

"Well, I'll admit, I did make sure to get my body as perfect as I possibly could for you, so I spent some time in the gym."

Miki mock-flexed her biceps. "Not too big. You like fit bodies, not body-builders."

She laughed again, and her hand again pressed Adam against her breast. Adam wriggled as the pressure on his body changed. He had gone from being rigid, trying to keep his grip, to needing to immediately loosen up as he was squeezed by Miki's body. If he fought her strength, even by accident, Adam worried about something getting crushed, sprained, or otherwise hurt. Instead, he tried to relax and move with her as she held on to him.

"You are shrunk." Miki said matter-of-factly.

Adam was dumbfounded, and he wasn't able to overcome his shock to also regain his tight grip on Miki's bra. He slid, but this time into the fabric spanning her cleavage.

"How?" He gasped.

"While I was— oh! Actually, thanks for the reminder little dear!"

Miki plucked him out of her cleavage, quickly gave him a peck on the cheek, and set him back down on the panties. She bent over, her breasts swinging in front of Adam as she opened the drawer.  He stumbled in the gentle earthquake caused as the drawer shuddered open.  Miki pulled out two socks and set them next to Adam. Still without speaking, she hummed as she turned each sock inside-out.

One revealed the blonde-haired woman Adam remembered from the night before, except now she was similar in size to him and likewise completely nude.  The other revealed an old man with a white beard, although he wore a loincloth.  Despite his age, he was up first, jumping and shouting at Miki in a language Adam couldn't even recognize, let alone understand. He looked between the newcomers, then back at Miki. In the blink of an eye, her breasts were replaced with her crotch as she stood, her stomach a wall of flesh towering high above their table.

Miki shouted back at the old man in the same language, her words sounding as fluid as his. A flash of anger showed on her face, and she stuck a finger out to smother the old man's voice.

"Adam, this is my former mentor. I learned a lot from him, but now that you're here, there's nothing more he can teach. I don't have a use for him."

The noise had woken the blonde woman, who looked absolutely terrified. She scrambled away from Miki, screaming incoherently, not able to get on her feet. Adam stood amongst the chaos, shocked to a standstill. Miki's words tumbled through his head as he tried to piece together what she meant.

The blonde woman, her eyes streaming tears, crawled over to him.

"Please, help—"

Adam looked at her, then past her, as Miki's other hand reached down from the sky. Miki was humming as her outstretched fingers casually wrapped around the woman. Her other hand continued to keep the old man from speaking. Still humming, Miki plucked her away into the sky.

As soon as it started, it ended.  Miki's fingers were a blur as they quickly grabbed the old man and stomped out of the room, leaving Adam all alone.