Ricky took a deep breath, limbering up as he bounced back and forth on his feet, punching the air to psyche himself up. He was in his prime, and after years of practicing kickboxing he was finally ready for the most important fight of his life. Not a sanctioned match, but a challenge that would mean salvation or doom for all mankind… Ricky was ready to fight a giantess.

For years the women with the phenomenal growing abilities had appeared to terrorize and torment the world’s cities… Sort of. The truth was that the girls with the growth abilities had been nothing but kind and loving to the diminutive populations of mankind, but Ricky and plenty of others knew better.

They’re just trying to get us to lower our guard, he thought, seething angrily, once we do they’ll put us all in hamster cages, or stomp us, or eat us!

He looked down at his muscular arms and clenched his fists, when he’d shared his plan to challenge one of the women to a fight, people online had been… Less than supportive.

You can’t fight a Grower, the mocking posts had said, you’re just going to get stomped and forgotten about!

Today he was going to show them, he would show the Growers the unconquerable power of the human spirit, he would show those losers on the internet that giant girls could be beaten if you just believed in yourself!

Ricky had carefully picked his target, going by social media posts there was one grower who frequented his very neighborhood, shrinking herself down from her normal fifty foot height to spend time with the “tinies” as they called the rest of humanity.

There she is, he thought, watching the woman walk towards a nearby grocery store. He gulped nervously, even at a reduced height she was still big, and she had to duck under the doorway to enter the building. The bigger they are the harder they fall, he thought defiantly, following her inside.  

Sandra was a young woman in her twenties, with soft auburn hair and a trim body kept in good shape by her regular morning exercise routine. While a lot of Growers spent their time at larger sizes, far away from the human cities, she always enjoyed reducing her size down and spending a little time with them.

Well, reducing it to a point, try as she might she just couldn’t ever get herself below eight feet, leaving her as a massive amazon among the residents of the tiny metropolis.

“Hey!” Ricky shouted, “Giantess! I’m calling you out!”

She paused, looking up from the label on the soft drink she’d been reading, “E-Excuse me?” she asked, looking down at the young man in a tank top and jeans.

“I’m here to teach you a lesson and to fight for the dignity of all of us normals!” Ricky said, pounding his chest arrogantly.

“Normals?” She asked, her brow furrowed. “Oh, you mean tinies!”

“W-We’re not tinies!” he stammered, “You’re just big! Now get ready for an ass kicking!”

“Oh my gosh, that is just the cutest thing!” Sandra gushed, putting her hands on her knees as she looked down at him, “You’re going to fight me little buddy?”

“I am not your little buddy!” Ricky shouted.

With a roar he ran at her, tackling her at her midsection in a motion that got little more than a surprised grunt out of the towering woman. She giggled, leaning down to ruffle his hair as he pumped his legs feebly, trying to drive her forward and simply sliding his feet over the smooth tiled floor of the grocery store.

“Oh, watch it, you’re going to make me bigger!” she warned. She felt the tingle start through her body as the tiny, who was now only up to her waist, began feebly punching her midsection. “T-That tickles,” she giggled. “I’m Sandra, what’s your name?”

“Ricky,” He grunted, striking her again and sneering as the impact just earned another girly laugh, “The name of the man who will liberate humanity from your tyranny is RICKY!”

“Well Ricky,” Sandra said with a smug grin, “if you attack a girl with growth powers, we just start growing even bigger, it’s a defense mechanism”

“You’re just trying to psyche me out!” Ricky shouted, staring at the girls’ midriff as she stretched higher towards the ceiling.

“What do you think you’re going to achieve?” Sandra asked with a smirk. She was already taller than the grocery store shelves.

“Freedom!” Ricky shouted, looking up at her, “once everyone sees I beat you, they’ll all start standing up to you giantesses!”

“Standing up to us?” Sandra asked, crossing her arms, “We generously take care of you tinies and all we demand is a few reasonable cuddle taxes from some of your cuter citizens!”

“Your oppression ends here!” Ricky wound up a haymaker, striking up at her bellybutton.

Sandra just sighed, ignoring him and walking through the store to the checkout. The tiny man followed her, raining impotent blows down on her and cursing her name as she reached into her purse and paid for her items.

“Y-You’re going to learn what happens when you look down on people,” Ricky panted, looking up at the now twelve-foot Sandra.

“It’s a good thing this store has a high ceiling,” she muttered, looking up. She grinned down at him as he huffed, his face red with exhaustion, “Did you tire yourself out little guy?”

“I have not yet begun to fight!” Ricky roared.

“Oh!” Sandra clapped her hands over her mouth, blushing in embarrassment as his next punch landed on her bottom, “Now that’s just about enough of that,” she said sternly, reaching down and picking him up.

Ricky cried out in surprise as she easily lifted him up, smirking smugly at his shocked expression, “Look how big you got me!” she said sternly. For a minute the tiny man withered under her gaze, but she couldn’t stay mad at him. “Oh, you are just so cute!” Ricky grunted as she squeezed him close, hugging him against her soft and now much larger chest as she rocked him back and forth, causing his legs to sway back and forth.

“I-I am not cute!” he stammered. He squirmed against her chest. He felt a kiss planted on his forehead, and he scowled in anger, pushing against her iron grip while she just planted her lips on him again and again.

“You are!” she insisted, cradling him like a teddy bear, “you’re the cutest tiny I’ve met so far, and acting like you’re all mean and tough is just making you even more adorable!”

“P-Put me down! I’m a free tiny- I mean NORMAL! I am a free normal sized human!”

“Oh my gosh, I should take you back home with me, my girlfriends would love you!” Sandra teased, holding him in front of her with a giggle.

Ricky paled, “T-This is why you have to be stopped! You can’t just turn people into pets! You giantesses are out of control!”

“I was just kidding,” Sandra laughed.

“I will defeat you!” he insisted as she slowly lowered him back to the floor.

Sandra sighed, looking at the doors to the store. At her size she had to get down on her knees in order to make it out of the rapidly diminishing space, and she ignored the angered shouts from Ricky behind her as she made it into the parking lot, standing up and stretching as she hefted her now much smaller bags of groceries.

“Pal,” the clerk said, “just leave the big lady alone!”

“I can’t,” Ricky shouted, “I’m humanity’s last hope, we can’t just let these growing girls continue to walk all over us, controlling our fates!”

“They’ve all been pretty nice so far,” the clerk said with a shrug.

“I don’t care,” Ricky said, defiantly walking out the door into the parking lot, “I’m going to make her learn that we’re more than just a bunch of playthings for her and her sick coven of giant harridans!”

In the parking lot Sandra was humming happily to herself, pulling her phone out of her pocket and checking the time. A light tapping on her knees caused her to look down and raise an eyebrow, and she couldn’t help but giggle as she saw the same man from the store punching at her legs impotently. Biting her lip to stifle a smirk, Sandra held the phone over him, snapping a quick picture to show her friends later.

“Okay seriously,” she chuckled, “This is just getting silly! You’re only making me bigger!”

“You have to have a weak spot!” Ricky insisted, “I just need to find it!”

Sandra scowled, looking down at him, “What’s this even about? I’m not bothering any of you tinies, I just like sizing down and hanging out with you now and then!”

“I told everyone online I’d beat one of you,” Ricky said, gulping as Sandra started to stretch even higher into the sky, “and I’m not going to stop until I do!”

“That is just adorable, ” Sandra said, bending over and gently ruffling his hair with a fingertip.

“Stop that!” he shouted, slapping the massive digit away, “I’m going to destroy you!” Ricky felt a wave of fury rise in him, and he leapt at her leg. His vision went white as rage coursed through him, and he rained blow after blow down on the giant girl. “AND TAKE THAT!” he shouted, “AND THAT, AND THAT!”

Sandra watched, giggling as she stretched further into the sky. Each punch was little more than a gentle tap, but the aggression, the hostility, all of it was giving her more and more energy for growth as her body channeled the rage into increased size.

Ricky squeezed his eyes shut, punching again and again and ignoring the pain in his knuckles from the hard rubbery material of her flesh.

“Riiiiiccckkky,” Sandra drawled, “you might want to open your eyes…”

Nervously he did, then gasped as he realized he hadn’t been punching her leg as he’d thought, but the stiff material of her shoe sole.

“No,” he gasped in horror, “Y-You couldn’t have grown that big so quickly!”

“You really put everything you had into that last attack,” Sandra said squatting down to get a better look at him. She reached down, and Ricky stumbled as he turned to run. He didn’t make it far before a pair of soft fingers pinched around his stomach, lifting him up like a struggling pill bug as Sandra brought him up to her face.

This is it, Ricky realized in horror, she’s going to eat me, to show me the folly of resisting her oppression!

He shut his eyes as he was brought closer to those immense pillowy lips, “YOU ARE JUST SO CUTE I COULD DIE!” Sandra gushed. Ricky frowned, opening his eyes slowly. A moment later he grunted in surprise as he was shoved against the massive soft expanse of her cheek. “Who’s a good tiny? Who’s a good tiny?”

“Unhand me!” he demanded, but he was cut off as he was buried in the rolling pink pillows of her lips.

*smooch* *smooch* *smooch*

Ricky coughed, struggling to wipe the lipstick off his face, “S-Stop that!”

“I love him, I love him, I love him!” Sandra squealed, looking down at his tiny form with a grin.

“Just eat me and get it over with!” Ricky demanded.

“Oh I could just eat you up you’re so cute!” Sandra laughed. She thundered over to a large office building, placing him on the roof. “Do you still want to fight?” she giggled.

Ricky scowled, “Y-Yeah, I won’t be intimidated!” he raised his fists as the tip of her pinky came towards him. Like a boxer gave the end of the massive digit a flurry of right and left hooks, any of which would have been strong enough to knock out another fighter.

“Oh no!” she mocked, “he’s so strong, ah!” she wiggled her pinky back a moment, the painted nail reflecting the light slightly before she leaned it forward again.

Ricky grunted as the pinky poked his belly, not hard enough to really hurt him, but enough to knock the wind out of him. She giggled, poking him again and sending him to the ground, gently and teasingly repeating the motion as though she was pressing a button.

“S-Stop!” he grunted.

“Nope,” Sandra said with a teasing smile. The motion of her finger lessened, wiggling and stroking his lower belly in a tickling motion.

“Y-You’re so evil!” Ricky laughed as she picked up speed. “F-Fight me for real!”

“Why are you so eager to fight a giant girl anyways?” Sandra wondered, “I think you secretly wanted to get the attention of one of us!”

“N-No!” Ricky laughed as she kept up the barrage of tickles.

She sighed, letting him up, “Okay, let’s finish this out.”

With a roar Ricky ran at her pinky, punching it as hard as he could, striking her nail like it was a brick wall.

“Ow!” Sandra muttered, recoiling slightly.

“HA!” Ricky panted, his eyes wide in triumph, “I did it, I hurt you! I…” his voice trailed off as he watched Sandra growing even larger, going from peeking over the edge of the office building’s roof and rising up like a looming colossus.

“That really stung,” Sandra chuckled, waving her hand as the pain faded. She glanced down at the building and frowned, it only came up to her waist now, and Ricky was just a small speck on the rooftop. She grimaced as she looked around the tiny city, seeing the police lights going on as the city’s officers tried to reroute traffic around her. “Ricky?” she asked, squinting down, “I think I’ve got to get out of town, you’re just making me too big!”

Ricky bit his lip, looking at the skyscraper sized girl, “I’m willing to call this one a draw!” he shouted up at her.

Sandra frowned, “I can’t hear you Ricky, you’re too small!” She snapped her fingers, “Oh wait, I’ve got an idea!”

Ricky watched as the enormous mountain of a woman licked the tip of her finger, covering it in a thin layer of shiny saliva. His eyes went wide as he realized what she intended, and he turned to run for the rooftop exit as the shining point of the digit slowly loomed down towards him, an inevitable force of nature.

“Oof!” he grunted as he was pressed down against the rough rooftop of the building by a car sized fingertip. The saliva quickly adhered him in place as though it were superglue, drying hard as concrete and keeping him stuck to her fingertip as she lifted it, causing his stomach to lurch as he was brought over the cityscape.

“At this size, there’s really only one way I’ll be able to hear you,” she laughed, tilting her head and tracing her auburn hair over her ear, revealing the cavernous opening.

“No, NOO!” Ricky protested, but it was too late, Sandra’s finger entered her ear, twisting and peeling him off against the waxy wall. He coughed as the strangely stale air filled his lungs, and he watched, despondent, as her finger pulled back, abandoning him to his new environment.

Okay focus,” he gulped, looking at the dark tunnel before him. This could be your chance! If you can reach her eardrum, you could really do some damage!

“Ricky?” Sandra questioned, “Are you okay?”

“You are so screwed now lady!” he shouted, laughing as he started sprinting across floor of her ear canal.

Sandra couldn’t hear him, and with a shrug she began her plodding journey out of the city, carefully avoiding any of the tiny cars or racing pedestrians below.

“YOU ARE SO DEAD!” Ricky taunted, grinning as he saw the looming wall of her eardrum before him. There was a rumble, and it seemed to grow farther away. “What!?” he protested, “NO!” he ran as fast as he could, despair filling him as he realized she was growing again.

“Ricky?” her rumbling voice echoed through the ever growing canyon of her ear. “Are you still trying to attack me in there?” her giggle was an earthquake that sent him tumbling to the ground again, and he cried out in annoyance as he landed in a pile of her yellow earwax.

He grimaced, pulling himself free of the sticky gunk with a wet plopping sound. He glanced at the faraway eardrum, only growing farther away as the giant girl grew with each seething and aggressive thought directed at her.

Ricky summoned the last of his strength, running towards it, I’m so close, he panted, his vision growing spotty, I’m sooooo close!

…

Ricky groaned, turning over in the massive bed, “What happened?” he muttered. “Did I win?”

A familiar mocking giggle rumbled behind him, and a massive arm as thick around as a bus snaked in front of him, hugging him to a soft and ample chest that was covered by a silky pajama top.

“I mean, that’s a complicated question,” Sandra said, sighing happily as she stroked his hair with a single fingertip. “Victory takes many forms, right?”

“R-Right,” Ricky muttered, looking around the giant girl’s massive home.

“You really got me huge before you passed out from exhaustion,” Sandra explained with a grin, “it took hours for me to get small enough to get back in my front door.” She yawned, stretching and causing his stomach to lurch as she hugged him close while turning over in the bed. “Let’s sleep a little longer,” she murmured, “I’ll take you back to tiny town in the morning.”

“I-It’s a normal sized city,” Ricky stammered, “y-you’re all just big!”

“Awww,” she hummed sleeply, “you’re so cute when you’re flustered Ricky!” Her enormous lips came down on his entire face, giving him a long slow good night kiss. A moment later the soft snoring of the giant girl echoed through the room, as he lay caught in her impossible grip, little more than a stuffed bear for her to snuggle while she slumbered.

Okay, I didn’t beat a giantess in a brawl, Ricky thought to himself, grimacing as he tried in vain to adjust his position, but this isn’t terrible… right?

“Mmm… Ricky, soo cute,” Sandra muttered in her sleep.

In spite of everything, Ricky couldn’t help but yawn in her cozy embrace, and a moment later started to drift off too.