“Kagari-san, this is serious!” declared Honoka.
“What do you mean, Takamiya-kun?” asked the towering, dark-haired beauty.
“What do I mean!? What do you mean “What do I mean?”!? You’ve shot up several inches overnight! You’re over seven feet tall now!”
“I suppose I am,” stated Ayaka both calmly and with a matter-of-fact tone in her voice. From what Honoka could tell, she didn’t appear the slightest bit worried or concerned over the latest development.
“And this doesn’t shock or worry you in any way!?” pressed Honoka. “You’ve gotten a whole lot bigger overnight! People don’t grow so suddenly like that and to such a size! Most people on the planet don’t get anywhere near your height, Kagari-san! Do you feel okay? Any soreness in your body?”
“Takamiya-kun, I feel perfectly fine,” said Ayaka as she placed a large hand upon Honoka’s shoulder, doing her most to calm down the young man. “I don’t feel any pain or discomfort whatsoever. So while I’m touched that you worry over me the way you do, please don’t stress yourself over my size, okay? Like I told you before, if something serious comes up, I’ll let you know. Now we should head downstairs for breakfast. We don’t have very much spare time before class starts.”
“You’re thinking about class at a time like this!?” countered Honoka. “Kagari-san, you need to take the day off. This is a medical emergency. We need to get you to a doctor so they can figure out why you’re growing like this. It’s not natural, it’s not normal, it’s…it’s…mph-”
Deciding to silence Honoka’s concerns the one way she knew how, Ayaka simply bent down (substantially) at her waist and gave Honoka another kiss (surprisingly with no tongue this time around). Cupping the back of his head in her larger palms, Ayaka poured her heart into the smooch, inhaling deeply as she did so. Of course, this first shocked Honoka before his defenses melted away and he simply allowed himself to be lost in the moment, instinctively bringing his own palms up to the sides of Ayaka’s cheeks and holding her face in his hands as she held his head in hers.
After a minute of making out with each other, Ayaka pulled her head away slightly to look Honoka square in his eyes.
“Takamiya-kun,” she began.
“Yes?” he asked.
“This is something you should bear in mind from this point on…”
“What is that?”
“Every time you worry or fret over things the way that you do, I’m going to end up kissing you in order to calm you down, understand? While I certainly have no problem with doing that, I felt you should know this in advance. So if you by chance don’t want to be pulled into a kiss, you should calm down and not worry so much. Otherwise, I might just end up carrying you away to somewhere more private to help alleviate your stress and concerns, got that?” While the tone in Ayaka’s voice was firm and resolute the point of almost sounding threatening, Honoka knew that she posed no harm to him whatsoever. The only potential harm might be some soreness and fatigue to Honoka’s tongue depending on how hardcore the next makeout session would end up getting.
The broader point was simply this: If Honoka kept being the worrywort he was known to be when it came to Ayaka’s well-being, she would correct that concerning streak of his by an all-consuming, super passionate makeout session…one that might take a hard turn into something more “adult rated,” depending on how hot and heavy things ended up getting in the process.
“O-okay then,” replied Honoka, deciding to relent. “I’ll try not to make a fuss over it too much. You know I only do it because I’m concerned, you know?”
“I do,” replied Ayaka. “It’s one of the things I love you for, after all. And while it might be a little tedious at times for you to fret over me like that, it touches my heart to know that you care and worry about me the way you do.” Ayaka finished up with another smooch on Honoka’s lips right afterwards.
“But even so, my concerns aside,” continued Honoka, “how are the others going to react the next time they see you?”
“Others?”
“Everyone else, I mean. Kasumi-chan, Okaa-san, those five Tower Witches living with us, the other students and faculty at school, the broader public, and of course your own okaa-san…how are all of them going to react when they see the new, bigger you, Kagari-san?”
“You needn’t worry about that sort of thing either, Takamiya-kun. Regarding your imouto and okaa-san, I’m sure that things will be okay. As for those five freeloaders, I’ll have a little chat with them if they make a stink over this. And as for the others in school - including Okaa-san - you let me worry about that as well, okay?”
“How can you be so calm and sure that this will all be okay?” asked Honoka incredulously.
“I just am,” stated Ayaka in her usual matter-of-fact tone of voice. “I can’t really explain how I am the way I am about that sort of stuff…just that I am that way and I don’t see anything wrong with it. And if somebody makes a fuss or raises a stink over it, I’ll just gently pull them to the side and have a few words with them, plain and simple. Now let’s get going. You need to eat something before we go, Takamiya-kun.”
Again, Honoka couldn’t marvel at how in-control Ayaka seemed to be when it came to this sort of stuff. Very little seemed to faze the tall, buxom, black-haired beauty of Tougetsu Academy. Perhaps that simply came with the territory when one was a very, very powerful witch - if there were few opponents who could stand up to her, then she was simply used to getting her way when it came to these sorts of things. Aside from Ayaka’s mother and a handful of Tower Witches, there was some heavy truth to that kind of realization.
As the two of them headed out Honoka’s bedroom door, Honoka couldn’t help but marvel in awe as he watched Ayaka bend slightly in order to pass through his doorway. While the ceilings in the Takamiya household were 8 feet from the floor, the door frames stood no higher than 7 feet from the floor. Now that Ayaka was 7’2’’, she would have to bend down a bit in order to walk through any of the doorways…
…and that was at her current size, mind you.
Assuming that she would continue to grow at the current rate, who knows just how much she would have to bend in order to pass through doorways…not just in the Takamiya household, but any and all doorways period. Depending on what size she would be in a few days, she may very well have to crouch to pass through doorways…
…or even crawl, if it came to that.
Making their way downstairs towards the kitchen, Honoka and Kagari ended up bumping into Kasumi and the KMM Gang…
…and sure enough, the reaction from them was about what Honoka was expecting.
“Holy moly!” hollered Kasumi at the sight of Ayaka as she craned her head back. “W-what in the world happened to you, Hime-sama?”
“No kidding!” declared Tanpopo in agreement. “The Hono no Majo just got a freaking size upgrade! She’s now a freakin’ amazon!”
“But no less of a sexy one,” added Mei in a quieter voice with a blush on her cheeks. The other three members of the Ivory Quintet were simply at too much of a loss for words to add anything else to the conversation.
“If you’re all done staring,” replied Ayaka, “you should make your way into the kitchen and grab something to eat. After all, it’s rather rude to stare at somebody for long periods.”
Kasumi and the other witches were effectively humbled into silence and compliance by Ayaka’s mild warning. Given that Ayaka was already a rather statuesque stunner before these growth spurts, she could simply rely on her towering size and close proximity towards others in order to intimidate them. When standing so close to such a tall, sexy, and powerful woman like Ayaka Kagari, the vast majority of people simply couldn’t help but feel a mix of awe and fear in the presence of such a woman. The only people in Tougetsu City who wouldn’t feel such intimidation in Ayaka’s presence would be Kazane Kagari, Chronoire Schwarz VI, and Lady Medusa (the last two being Tower Witches who pretty much feared nobody, no matter their size).
Well…maybe Rinon Otometachibana could be included in that group as well, given the fiery, take-on-all-challengers attitude she normally conveyed most of the time. After all, back when Ayaka was “only” around 6’6’’ in height, Rinon would gladly spar with her and go all-out in brawls with the fire witch, even though Rinon herself was only around 5’2’’ in height. To someone like Rinon, going up against taller and/or bigger opponents was simply a case of “David and Goliath,” in which Rinon likened herself to David going up against a lumbering, easy-to-defeat opponent (aside from Ayaka, of course).
As Honoka and the witches sat around the dinner table (which looked comically too small for Ayaka to sit at, along with her chair), Komachi made her way towards the kitchen, rushing around frantically like a headless chicken.
“Oh, I’m going to end up being late today!” she moaned in worry. Rummaging through the refrigerator, Komachi tried to pull out numerous items in order to whip up a quick lunch for herself before leaving. She ended up being intercepted by Ayaka, who simply held the dainty mother against her larger frame, gently pressing Komachi against Ayaka’s torso and bosom.
“It’s okay, Okaa-san,” said Ayaka. “Just take a deep breath and relax. I already have a tupperware container with last night’s leftovers ready for you. And if your job gives you trouble for being a little late, just let me know. I’m going to have a word with my okaa-san about this to see if we can lighten your workload, okay?”
“Oh, Ayaka-chan,” cooed Komachi, “you’re so sweet, but you really don’t need to go out of your way to help me out with this. I’m the adult here, so I shouldn’t have to put you and Kazane through this bothersome-”
Before Komachi could get another word in, she was silenced as Ayaka knelt down and gave her a peck on the lips. It wasn’t the kind of passionate kiss that Honoka had experienced from Ayaka (the kind reserved for lovers), but a heartfelt one all the same, the kind exchanged between family members who truly cared for one another. And it was pretty clear that Ayaka loved and cared for Komachi as if she were Ayaka’s own mother just as Komachi loved Ayaka like a daughter.
“Nonsense,” stated Ayaka firmly but gently. “You work hard enough as it is, so I’m going to do my part to make your job easier when it comes to your workload and schedule. If need be, I’ll head down to your office myself and make your bosses see reason, okay?” The thought of a seven-foot-plus Ayaka making her way through a typical office-cubicle-style building and talking down (literally) to whoever was in charge was a rather titillating sight to imagine from Honoka’s perspective. The only thing that would surpass that idea would be an even taller Ayaka doing the same thing, or a very tall Ayaka standing next to a very tall Kazane and talking down to whoever was in charge like they were small children.
“O-okay then,” said Komachi quietly with a mild blush on her cheeks. “I certainly appreciate the help, but please don’t go out of your way, Ayaka-chan.”
“It’s really no bother or trouble at all, Okaa-san,” replied Ayaka as she gave one last peck on Komachi’s lips before returning to the table.
The thing that took Honoka by surprise was that during the exchange, his mother didn’t freak out at all by the sight of the 7’2’’ Ayaka, given that she was nearing a full foot taller than her original height. It made him ponder as to just why that was. The concern must have shown on his face, because during breakfast, Ayaka turned to face him and speak up.
“Something wrong, Takamiya-kun? You look troubled.” Wanting to keep things between the two of them, Honoka leaned in to whisper to Ayaka.
“Why didn’t Okaa-san freak out or ask about your growth spurt?”
“Oh that,” said Ayaka. “Given that your okaa-san isn’t in-the-loop when it comes to the existence of magic, I simply cast a spell on her to slightly alter her memories.”
“You did what!?” asked Honoka, still quietly, but with heightened concern in his voice.
“No worries, Takamiya-kun,” continued Ayaka. “All I did was make Komachi think that I’ve always been this size, that’s all. I altered nothing else about her memories about me or anything else for that matter. The same spell will be used on anybody who doesn’t know about the existence of magic, so nobody at school outside of a few other people will act like anything is wrong.”
“I suppose that explains why Kasumi and the others reacted the way they did,” thought Honoka out loud. “And I’m guessing that the other Workshop Witches at school will know about your growth spurts?”
“Yes, but don’t worry yourself over that sort of thing, okay? Unless of course you’d like me to kiss you again in order to help clear your mind, of course.” The tone in Ayaka’s voice was direct but had undertones of playful mischief mixed in as well, given her propensity to want to kiss Honoka more and more and more.
In fact, Ayaka was becoming more ravenous in her desire to smother Honoka with affection compared to the first few times she kissed him. Back when he kissed her on the cheek in order to save her from Medusa’s petrification, she in turn kissed him on the cheek as “payback” - at least that’s how she put it anyway. But now, ever since these growth spurts started, Ayaka had become far more brazen, forward, and direct in displaying her affection towards Honoka. And while the kissing was certainly enough in its own regard, Honoka also noticed Ayaka’s propensity towards hugging and caressing him during their makeout sessions, being sure to use the allure of her very large bosom in order to get a rise out of him (which it very well did each and every time, if Honoka’s increased heart rate and pulse were any indicator of such).
Bearing all that in mind, Honoka simply erred on caution by not trying to appear too concerned or worried (at least not outwardly, anyway), lest his lips be assaulted by Ayaka’s once more and his hand forcefully placed firmly on her giant chest while Ayaka held and caressed him during another makeout session - especially during breakfast and in front of all the others at the table.
“N-no worries or concerns, Kagari-san,” replied Honoka with a slightly nervous smile.
“Ayaka-chan,” replied Ayaka.
“Come again?” asked a confused Honoka.
“From now on, call me ‘Ayaka-chan,’ okay?”
“Oh, um…well I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Kagari-san. I mean, that’s a little too informal, don’t you think?”
Once again, Honoka got his answer in the form of another surprise French kiss, which made all the witches at the table go wide-eyed, with some of them quietly mouthing ‘whoa’ and ‘wow’ at how blunt and forward Ayaka was being. Apparently, the fire witch had no qualms whatsoever with kissing the boy she loved in front of others, no matter the place or the time. As Ayaka gently palmed the back of Honoka’s head to secure him and pressed her bosom as deeply against his chest as she could, she put her tongue into proverbial overtime as it snaked its way through Honoka’s mouth, poking and prodding all along the contours of his oral cavern, gently suckling and breathing heavily as she did so.
From the perspective of the other witches, pretty much all of them were thinking the same thing at the sight before them: Ayaka Kagari was straight-up hungry and thirsty when it came to Honoka Takamiya. With the way things were progressing, it was only a matter of time before she ended up tearing all of his clothes off, then all of hers all while finding somewhere private to enact the most passionate and heated of intimate acts with the young man.
In any case, once the kiss broke off, Ayaka simply gazed down at Honoka with that glazed-over “in heat” look in her eyes as she stared intently downward at the young man.
“Ayaka-chan,” she said. “That’s what I want you to call me from now on, got that, Honoka-kun?”
‘Honoka-kun?’ thought the other witches collectively.
“O-okay then,” he quietly replied, blushing heavily from the aftershock of the latest kiss.
“Say it,” she whispered somewhat huskily. Honoka paused for a moment, feeling embarrassed at being put on the spot like this. A moment later, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then gazed back at Ayaka.
“Alright then, Ayaka-chan,” he said. In response, the slightest of grins appeared on Ayaka’s angelic face, which was quite the sight to behold, given how rare it was for Ayaka to crack a grin of any kind.
“Very good then, Honoka-kun,” she said with satisfaction both on her face and in her tone of voice. She then looked at the clock and motioned that they should finish up breakfast as it was almost time to head out. The rest of the meal went quietly before the group put their dishes away in the sink and then headed out the door, with Ayaka bending down through each and every doorway as they vacated the building.
And with that, Honoka and the women walked out towards Tougetsu Academy, with Honoka himself wondering just how others at school were going to react to the larger Ayaka Kagari wandering through the halls and in the classrooms. It would certainly be interesting to see how the broader student body and faculty would respond, being in the presence of somebody more than seven feet tall.
And of course, there were those in the magic community to consider. Just how would the other Workshop Witches enrolled at Tougetsu Academy react to the larger Ayaka? What about Mikage-sensei (the science teacher/undercover wizard)?
And what about the headmistress, Kazane Kagari? Just how would Ayaka’s own mother react to her daughter’s sudden growth spurts? Honoka was as curious as he was nervous in how these reactions would end up unfolding as they made their way onward towards Tougetsu Academy.