
Elena hated the sight of the plasma donation center. She always
felt tired and drained after donating plasma, which made school
even more of a struggle than it usually was, but she had been
barely holding her head above water financially ever since inflation
began to really bite. Her grocery bill had gone steadily up, but
her job as a security guard had not been paying her any more. The
first time she had donated plasma, the big first-time donor bonus
had allowed her to breath a little easier for a month or so, but
before long the windfall had been frittered away and now she couldn't
even make rent without selling her plasma.

The waiting room looked how she felt with it's harsh artificial light
and sullen faces. She took a number, then sat down to wait. Just as
she was about to pull out her phone to begin mindlessly scrolling
through social media, she noticed a flier on the table. "Volunteer
to help treat victims of Hall's disease. Up to $5000 reward!" The number
was too big to ignore, so she picked up the flier. As expected with
something like this, it wasn't quite as simple as the smiling model
on the cover of the flier made it seem. Only women could apply, and
you had to get screened for eligibility first. The actual reward
depended on the results of the eligibility screen. Still, they were
offering a modest $20 reward just for giving some blood to get screened,
so she figured it wouldn't hurt.

When the phlebotomist called her name, she handed the woman the flier
and asked to be screened. After the phlebotomist hooked her up, she
pulled up the Wikipedia page on Hall's disease. She knew about it
vaguely as the rare shrinking disease that only made men shrink and
made women grow slightly bigger, but wanted some more detail. According
to Wikipedia, most women were completely immune to Hall's disease,
but those who did contract the disease experienced a mini second puberty.
In addition to shrinking, men afflicted with the disease experienced
a significant spike in libido with most developing an obsession with
women's breasts. Men with the disease tended to fixate on women with
it to a much greater degree than they did towards uninfected women,
and this obsession could culminate in men getting absorbed into an
infected woman's breasts once he had shrunk small enough. Once absorbed,
the men did not die, but rather remained conscious and aware, though
with much more limited senses and no ability to act. For a long time,
it was assumed that men simply died when they were absorbed, albeit
with much less pain than they would have if they had been allowed to
continue shrinking, but researchers had discovered brain waves by
attaching EEG equipment to infected women's breasts after they had
absorbed men. In recent years, scientists had even managed some
rudimentary communication with absorbed men, and through that had
learned that when multiple men were absorbed by a single woman,
they were able to communicate with one another. Now, men with
late stage Hall's disease were collected together to be absorbed
into a single woman's breasts in as large a group as possible.
Before these revelations, few men had wanted to get absorbed, instead
opting for more traditional hospice care, but now demand was high.
Unfortunately, due to the general immunity of women to the disease,
there was never enough capacity to absorb all the men who wanted to
be absorbed, especially because the average woman could only manage
four men before her body lost the ability to absorb more.

The phlebotomist came back to Elena when her bag was full, and unhooked
her. She got up and went over to the front desk to get paid before
heading back out. Odds were she wouldn't pass the screening, but there
was a chance she would be absorbing men into her breasts in a few
months. She looked down at her chest. Though only 5'3" Elena was a
heavy girl, and the 38F cup she wore contained a lot of volume. Hopefully,
if she did pass the screening she would be able to handle more than
four men, and get a correspondingly bigger reward.

==============================================================================

"Elena?" a nurse poked her head into the waiting room, and Elena
got up to follow her down the hallway.

Elena had almost forgotten about the screening when the email saying that
she matched the criteria they were looking for showed up. She was nearly
failing half her classes, some for a second time, and the stress of it
had pushed everything else out of her head. She was already overdue for
graduation, and she didn't know that she had it in her to keep trying if
she had one more failed semester. Passing the screening had been an
unexpected and welcome surprise.

"Let me just take some vitals, and then Dr. Baker will see you to
explain the process and answer any questions you might have." The
nurse said as she got out a blood pressure cuff. Elena nodded
and allowed herself to be prodded and measured. "Ok, Dr. Baker
will be in soon."

Elena waited for another 5 minutes or so before a robust man in his
40s walked in, "Hi Elena, I'm Dr. Baker. First of all, thank you for
volunteering to help treat Hall's Disease patients. You're going to
be saving lives if you choose to go forward with it."

Elena felt a buzz of pride. Not only was she going to be getting paid,
she would be doing good. "What do you mean 'if I choose to go forward
with it'?"

"Well, most woman who get to this point do end up moving forward,
but you have the option to stop at any point before the treatment,
which some women choose to do once the process is more fully explained.
The main reason women choose not to continue with the process is that
once you have absorbed a man, you will no longer legally be allowed
to get a breast reduction. The brains of the men you absorb will become
part of your breasts, so breast reduction surgery will kill them."

"Well I definitely don't want a reduction," Elena laughed, "I'm already
fat, I don't want to be fat and flat."

Dr. Baker nodded, "Well as long as you're sure. There are some other
side effects of the process you should be aware of. Just like all
medical procedures, the treatment has a risk of side effects, though
the risks are quite low. The biggest one to be worried about is
vertigo, which impacts a small number of women who undergo the
treatment for months or years afterwards."

"Ok, umm, how many?"

"It's infrequent enough that it's actually hard to get a precise answer,
but our best guess right now is about 7 in 100,000."

"Oh, so really not that likely at all."

"Yeah, the treatment is quite safe, I just need to let you know about
any potential problems."

"Ok. What about, intended effects? It's gonna make my boobs grow right?"
Elena asked.

He nodded, "it sounds like you've been doing some reading. That's great.
Yeah, it will cause your breasts to swell, and may cause additional
growth. About 70% of women who undergo the treatment get a bit taller,
usually not by more than 1/2 inch, and widening hips is not uncommon
either. Lots of people describe it as a mini-puberty."

"Does that mean I'm going to start breaking out again?"

"That can happen, but it's not all that common. You will have some
hormone fluctuations, but it's generally not as intense as in true
puberty or even menopause. Some women do react more strongly to
the treatment though."

Elena nodded, "ok."

"So what do you think? You want to move forward?"

"You're going to pay me to get bigger boobs and maybe become taller,
and you're asking if I want to move forward?" Elena laughed.

Dr. Baker smiled, "I'm glad you feel that way. In that case, I'll
give you an initial injection to get the process going, then send
you home with some pills to keep it going. Just take one pill each
morning. We'll also give you some cream to help prevent stretch
marks. You probably won't need that, but if you wind up growing
a lot it will be good to have. It will take you three months to
finish the course of treatment, at which point you'll be ready
to come back in and save some lives."

Elena nodded, "sounds good!"

"Great!" Dr. Baker turned around to get a syringe out of the cabinet
behind him.

=======================================================================

Elena woke up hungry. It had been a month since she started the
treatment, and she had woken up hungry every day since the process
started. For a woman who had struggled with her weight since she
was a teenager, this normally would not have been welcome, but while
the treatment was making her pile on the pounds, they were going to
all the right places. At this point she would have happily undergone
the treatment even if it were not for the cash reward. It was true
that her increased appetite and expanding figure were pinching into
the initial $1000 they had given her when she started the treatment,
but her transformation was so amazing she would have willingly found
a way to scrounge to deal with it even without the cash.

As had become her habit, she examined herself in the mirror after
getting up. Despite the rapidness of her growth, she couldn't quite
see a difference from the way she had looked the night before, though
there was definitely a visible week to week. The fat little girl she
had been before the treatment was gone. In her place stood a statuesque
Latina fertility goddess, wide hips and heavy breasts oozing with
feminine allure. She had sprouted up by four inches, and as she had
stretched, the fat had been sucked off her limbs and face, revealing
the good bone structure which had always been lurking beneath the surface.
Her dark eyes smoldered back at her though thick lashes. Before, Elena
had always thought that her long lashes, her best feature really, looked
incongruously pretty on an otherwise homely face, but now they fit
perfectly with the rest of her visage.

Examining her body critically, she thought her gut had shrunk a bit more.
Her belly was still there, but it had receded to form a plush pot-belly
rather than the mass of fat it had once been. It was made to look even
smaller by the way Elena's hips had widened to contrast with her waist.
It wasn't that her waist wasn't still thick, it was, but her hips and
ass had grown so much that that it looked small by comparison. Her
thighs still rubbed together when she walked, but the cellulite that
had once plagued her was gone. Of course, the biggest change was her
breasts. Elena had never exactly been flat. She had always felt that
her large bust was the one saving grace of being fat, and while the
treatment had made her fat melt away in most places, her chest was
certainly not one of them. She had worn a 38F before the treatment,
but now she had no idea what her size was. She had measured herself
and discovered she now had a 36 inch underbust the week before, but
she hadn't bothered measuring her massive bust. Once she stopped growing
she could look into how expensive custom bras would be, but for
the moment she was relying on some drug-store nipple-covers and
going braless. Despite the fact that each of her breasts was bigger
than her head, their growth had made them sag less rather than more.

Everything about the treatment had been good to Elena. Even her
hair and skin looked better. She squeezed some of the lotion they
had given her out into her hand and began rubbing it on her breasts
and around her hips and ass. So far, she hadn't gotten any stretch
marks despite the breakneck growth, so either the lotion was working,
or the treatment itself was making her skin elastic enough as she grew.

Once she finished, she pulled on some jeans, struggling to get the
tight denim up over her ass. She had just bought them at goodwill
earlier that week, but already her dump truck booty was threatening
to shred them. Once she got them on, Elena examined her legs in
the mirror and gave herself an appreciative slap on the booty.
"At this rate I'm going to have trouble fitting in the lecture
hall seats," she muttered to herself. The idea of her ass fitting
into the narrow seats like a cork in a bottle sent a thrill of
excitement through her. She wore a thin white sweater on top.
It was fairly ill fitting, clearly meant for someone morbidly
obese, but she made it fit her shape a bit better by tucking it
in.

Elena was still struggling in school, and just scraping by financially,
but the infusion of cash from the Hall's disease program had kept
her away from the phlebotomist and turning into a certified hottie
over night had effectively dispersed the cloud of depression that had
been hanging over her for years.

She had a big crock-pot of rice and beans that she had started the
night before waiting for her when she got down to the kitchen, and
she filled up a big bowl with a serving that could have fed three or
four ordinary people. She had a math class she had flunked once
before coming up, and though she still found it just as hard as the
first time, somehow that didn't get her quite as down. She pulled
out her homework to laboriously check her work as she ate before
heading off the class.

==========================================================================

"Liam? Hi," Liam looked up to see a curvy girl in a clingy purple
dress that highlighted her stupendous figure walking towards him. He
got up to give her a hug. She was quite tall in what looked like four inch
heels, and breasts bigger than her head strained against the
thin fabric of her dress. Her boobs molded around his chest when she hugged him,
and he could feel himself stiffen at the contact. Her chest was bigger
than any he had ever seen in person before.

"Hi Elena, how are you?"

"Great!" her ass swallowed up the chair when she sat down, "sorry I'm
a little late."

"I think you're only a few minutes late, definitely worth the wait,"
he smiled at her.

Elena flushed suddenly conscious of just how tight her dress was, "thanks."

"So you're a student at UMass? What are you studying?" he asked.

"Communications,"

"Oh, cool, how do you like that?"

"It's alright I guess. I'm working my way through school, so it can be
hard to balance that with studying."

He nodded, "I'll bet. I remember being totally swamped in school, having
to juggle work as well must be tough. What do you do for work?"

"I'm, umm, a security guard," Elena reddened, "it's not very glamorous."

"Oh, I better watch myself then."

"It's not like that, I mean it's pretty boring, I would just call the police
if something happened."

He grinned, "I don't know, you look pretty strong, I bet you could handle a
few trespassers on your own."

Elena almost laughed at the absurdity of it, but it wasn't so absurd anymore.
She was now bigger and stronger than the average man. She turned her initial
reaction into a playful giggle and flexed an arm, "I guess maybe I could."

Liam looked at her surprisingly powerful bicep outlined by the tight sleeve
of her dress, "yeah, you must work out."

"Actually, I don't really."

"I find that pretty hard to believe."

She smiled, "that's quite flattering, but it's true. I'm just lucky I guess.
Maybe I should start, I don't really know what I'm doing though."

"I'd be happy to show you the ropes," Liam was eager for the opportunity to
see what Elena looked like in workout clothes.

"Oh, that's nice of you."

Their server approached, "are you guys ready to order?"

"Oh, sorry, I haven't even looked yet, can we have a few more minutes?"
Elena asked apologetically. Once the server had moved away she asked
Liam, "any recs?"

He suggested a salmon dish, and when their server returned Elena ordered
it as well as a baked potato appetizer and a Caesar salad. "I hope you
don't mind, I have a big appetite."

"No, no not at all."

Elena worked on the bread basket for a moment. Liam had only had one piece,
but the large basket was already three quarters gone. "So, you said you're
in private equity? What does that mean, exactly, I feel like I have no idea
what that is."

Liam explained it to her for a little bit, but she had trouble following,
and he seemed to notice pretty quickly. "Honestly, it's rather boring."

"I guess that's worth it if you make a lot of money,"

He smiled, "I know you're supposed to do what you love and all that, but
yeah, to be honest that's a nice thing about my job. Alright, enough about
work though. What do you like to do for fun outside of school and work?"

"Well, to be honest not much. I guess I watch TV? I know it's pretty lame,
but I don't really have the time to do much else. This is the first 'fun'
thing I've done in months."

"Oh no, well, we definitely need to fix that. All work and no play you know,"

"Umm, know what?"

"Oh, it's just the first part of a saying, you know, 'All work and no play
makes Jack a dull boy.'"

"Oh, yeah, whoosh, I guess, haha," *god, he must think I'm such a bimbo,*
she flushed with embarrassment. Liam seemed so sophisticated and confident.
Before her recent changes, he would have been way out of her league, and
it was still hard to get used to the idea that a man like him was interested
in her. She knew she shouldn't have been worried. 34 year old private equity
managers generally didn't date college students, even college students who
should have graduated by now, for their conversation.

"Oh, yeah, it's kinda a weird saying. Anyway, do you like plays?"

"Umm, I don't know,"

They continued talking until their food arrived. Elena felt a bit lost at
some of the cultural touchstones that Liam referenced casually, but he
never seemed to hold it against her, always playing them off as unimportant
or explaining them to her clearly when she asked about them. Still, Elena
became more and more aware of a class divide between them as the night wore
on. Perhaps as a defense mechanism against her own feelings of inadequacy,
Elena found that she had started to resent her tall, handsome and rich date
by the time their food came out. He was perfectly gracious about everything,
which somehow made it worse.

As they ate, Elena noticed another trend. Liam was having a harder
and harder time keeping he eyes away from her breasts. She felt a thrill of
pride at that. His obvious fascination with her body made her feel some
degree of power in a situation where she was otherwise feeling out of
her depth. Whatever else Liam was, he was still a man.

Elena had told him that she arrived via the T, so Liam offered to drive her
home after he paid for dinner. His car was a sleek black 2-seater that
looked like it cost as much as Elena's student loans, and she could
feel it press her into her seat as he pulled into traffic. She loved it on
sight, and whish she was the one driving.

When they got to Elena's house, Liam got out to walk her to the door.
He stopped her on the porch and pulled her into a kiss that set her
body on fire. Her libido seemed to have tripled since she started
the treatment, and a man as attractive as Liam kissing her was more
than enough to get her going. After they broke off she asked huskily,
"Do you, um, want to come inside?" She hadn't been planning on inviting
him in, but now in the moment it was hard to stick to the plan.

"Yeah," he followed her into the house she shared with three roommates.

She thought about offering him tea, but decided she was too impatient and lead
him directly to her bedroom. They were all over each other as soon as the door
closed. Elena moaned as Liam's hands came up to heft her breasts, their every
touch sending waves of pleasure through her. She pulled back and tugged her
dress over her shoulders. Liam stared, unable to keep his eyes off the huge
breasts he had been fighting to avoid ogling all night. "You like what you
see?" she asked.

"You're gorgeous Elena," there was a note of awe in his voice. As soon as
she had removed her nipple covers he came forward and began kissing and
suckling at her breasts with a feverish intensity. He really was quite
obsessed, not that she was complaining, it felt amazing. She pulled him
closer to her bosom, shoving his face into her pillowy flesh with all the
newfound strength in her arms. It was enough that he began gasping for breath,
but he made no attempt to disengage. His ministrations brought her close to
orgasm, but her progress towards climax stalled, so she shoved him back on
her bed and slid her panties off, crawling over him to position her pussy
over his mouth. Her ass spread out over his shoulders and chest, pressing it
down into the bed and she ground herself down against his face, being none
to gentle in her quest to position herself so his tongue could press deeper.
After a few minutes, she came loudly, clutching at herself as her whole
body shuddered.

She got off of him and was about to return the favor when she saw that Liam's
pants were bunched around his thighs and his hand was wrapped around his dick,
a pool of cum cooling on his stomach. He must have been jerking off while eating
her out. Instead of taking him in her mouth she lay down next to him, "I guess
you like eating a girl out," she grinned.

Liam felt conflicted, normally it was quite the opposite, and the way the curvy
Latina next to him had been so dominant during their lovemaking was a bit disconcerting,
but at the same time it had been an incredibly erotic experience. Already, he knew
he would be unable to get it out of his mind for days to come. "That was incredible
Elena."

"Mmmm, yes, you are very sexy," she purred, leaning closer to press her incredible
bosom against his arm and chest.

"Thanks. Now, I actually really do need to get going. I have work in the morning."

"You will text me," it wasn't a question.

"Of course," Liam was a rolling stone, and while he was not yet ready to settle down,
he was definitely willing to linger with Elena longer than most of his dalliances.

=====================================================================================

When Liam showed up to pick her up the next weekend, it was immediately clear that
the dynamic was different. Elena wore jeans she looked like she was on the verge of
bursting out of and an undersized sweater top that left her shoulders and the tops of
her breasts bare while stretching out enough that the shadows between her breasts
were visible through little gaps in the fuzzy white fabric. It had fit her better
when she tried it on before their first date, but her boobs had grown enough since
then that it now revealed slivers of her midriff.

"Hey Elena, ummm, wow, you l-look, ummm,"

Elena smirked at the stuttering mess Liam had turned into mid-sentence. She strutted
out to his car, and stopping to admire it, she turned back, "I really like your
car."

"Oh, umm, thanks,"

"Can I drive?"

"What? Umm-"

"Pweese?" she wheedled, squeezing her boobs together as she clasped her hands in
front of her and straightened her elbows.

"Y-yeah, I guess that's ok," Liam handed her the keys. He loved his car. The only
other person he had let drive it was his brother and now he was handing over the
keys to a girl he hardly knew.

"Yay! Thanks! You're the best!" Elena made a few exited hops that set her chest
quaking. She turned and opened the driver's side door. When Liam just stood there
unable to stop staring down her top, she looked out and said, "come on, get in."
He shook his head to clear it, then walked around to the passenger side. As he
did so, Elena smirked. Things had definitely changed between them. She didn't
feel like a first generation college student out of her depth with an older
upper class man anymore. The power had clearly shifted.

When he got in she turned to him, "so I know we were gonna go on a walk, but it's
a bit chilly so I was thinking we could skip the walk and go right back to your place?"

"Umm, yeah,"

"Great," she pulled out and began following his directions for how to get back to
his apartment. The missed a few turns because Liam got distracted watching her
drive, which embarrassed him to no end, but secretly delighted Elena.

"Do you want anything, I've got-" Liam started to offer once they got inside
his apartment, but he was cut off when she grabbed his head and shoved his
face in her cleavage. Any thought of hospitality fled as he began kissing
her breasts desperately. Every brush of his lips sent pleasure washing
through Elena, far more than should have been expected from simple breast
play, but evidently her recent transformation had made her breasts more
sensitive even as it had made them larger.

She hopped up on his kitchen counter, her big ass taking up as much space as
a large chopping board on the marble. Leaning back, she unzipped her super
tight jeans and said, "help me get these off." Liam obliged, tugging on
the tight denim in a struggle to get them off. When he finally managed it,
she slid her panties down and spread her legs, "I brought your favorite snack."
Liam didn't need to be told twice, he sank to his knees and brought his
mouth to her pussy, working her clit with his tongue with feverish intensity.
Elena wormed her fingers through his black hair and pulled him tight to
herself, grinding him into her snatch while her plush thighs folded around
his head, engulfing him. With her newfound sensitivity, it didn't take her
long to begin bucking and moaning. When she finally stopped twitching, she
spread her legs and tilted Liam's head up to look at his face, using his
hair as a handle. His eyes looked glassy, "you're so hot Elena." He said,
looking up at her with awe. He sounded so vulnerable and sincere when he
said it and Elena knew instinctively that there was no way he was dissembling.

She slid off the counter and turned around, bending down and thrusting her
ass out, "take me."

He fumbled his pants off and pressed himself into her, "are you on birth
control?"

"No," she had been so caught up in the moment she hadn't even thought of
that.

"Let me get a condom," he disappeared into his bedroom and returned a moment
later. He pressed his dick into her once again and aided by the lubricant on
the condom he slid inside her. She thrust back into him, engulfing him fully.
He thrust into her, drawing gasps of pleasure from the curvy Latina. "Harder!
Harder Liam!" she demanded. "Fuck. Me. Harder!" He hammered away at her in
a frenzy as she moaned and gasped through multiple orgasms. When he grew
tired and began to flag, she leaned further onto the counter so she could
spin around his dick like a top, then stand up and shove him to the floor.
She pulled off her top, flinging it aside, then rode him with bruising
intensity, pawing at herself and shuddering with pleasure. He erupted up
into her and she slowly came to a stop, panting above him. If his eyes
had looked glazed after he ate her out, he now looked like he had been
lobotomized. He remained motionless as she slid off his softening dick
and said, "you mind if I use your shower?"

When she came out of the shower wrapped in a towel ten minutes later,
he was still sprawled out on his kitchen floor, the same dazed expression
plastered over his face. *wow, I really did a number on him,* she thought
as she picked up her cloths and started to get dressed. If she didn't
know better, she would have thought he was on opiates or something.
"You ok there buddy?"

He blinked up at her, "yeah, umm, yeah, I'm, I'm just-"

"Still trying to get over that mind-blowing sex?" she snickered.

"Yeah, yeah, that's, umm, that's a good way to put it."

She grinned, "I guess I have a way with words." She gave a little
hop to help pull her jeans over her ass. It hadn't felt so hard to
get them on that morning, unless she was just imagining it. As she
pulled them up to button them, she was interrupted by the sound of
tearing fabric. "Oh shit, I think I just tore my jeans. Look, Liam,"
she turned to aim her butt at her prone lover.

Liam looked up at the pale flesh peaking through the tear in Elena's
jeans. Her massive ass had burst free of the over matched fabric.
Still run-ragged from her lovemaking, he felt a sudden visceral sense
of connection with the ruined garment. He sat up, groggily staring.

Elena looked over her shoulder at him and flexed her ass, making the
rip widen by a few more centimeters. She bit her lip in delight at
the way he looked so overwhelmed by the sight of her. "Hey, maybe
instead of that walk, you could take me shopping. Clearly I'm getting
too big for my clothes. I'm a growing girl after all."

"Growing girl?"

"Oh, I guess I never told you. I'm volunteering to help treat victims
of Hall's disease. They have to give me this treatment before hand,
and it's been making me grow like crazy. I'm like four or five inches
taller than I was before I started the treatment and it's not like
I'm just growing taller. I guess that's kinda obvious haha," she rubbed
her ass for emphasis.

"Wow, that's um, that's amazing. I've heard about that treatment, but I
didn't realize you could grow so much."

She turned around to face him, "yeah, the doctor said most volunteers only
grow a little, but I'm not about to complain. What do you think, you think
my ass is too big?"

"No, umm, no, your, it's incredible."

"Awww, thanks. You won't mind if it gets even bigger? Cause the way I'm
growing, it won't be long before I'm making this little booty look tiny."
She grinned at him.

"God, Elena, that's- that's just too much. You're so hot already, I don't
know if I can handle it if you get even sexier." He gulped at the thought.

"Oh please, I'm already too much woman for you to handle. Now go get me some
sweatpants or something so you can take me shopping."

"Yeah, yeah, ok," he went into his bedroom to look for sweatpants as she had
asked.

After she put them on, he picked up the keys for his car and started heading
towards the door, "uh-uh, gimme the keys. I've seen how much you've been
staring at my tits. It wouldn't be safe for you to drive distracted."

Liam wanted to object, but instead he found himself handing them over as
she had demanded, "p-probably a good idea." How had it come to this?

Elena swung the keys around her finger and strutted out the door.

================================================================================

Elena parked her car, Liam had just signed the title over to her, and got out,
tossing the keys to the valet who was staring at her with naked awe. She knew
she looked good of course, but it was nice to see that fact reflected in the
face of every man she met. Lately, she had even taken to dressing down a bit
so the men and boys around her didn't get so distracted, but not tonight. Tonight
was a night for shock and awe. The tight black dress she wore only barely covered
her stupendous ass, clung to her tiny waist like a second skin, and left a foot and
half of cleavage exposed with a deep V neck. Her growth had slowed down, but
the sexy garment was still tighter than when Alejandro had given it to her a
few weeks before.

Liam had been thoroughly wrapped around Elena's finger from the moment he
first ate her out, but she had soon grown bored with him. She had thought about
breaking up with him, but he was such a pushover that she decided to tell him
she was going to see other people but still wanted to date him. He hadn't
even objected. If anything, it was even easier to get him to spoil her after
that, as if he was worried that she might discard him. Her new car, formerly
his pride and joy was a perfect example.

Now, the day before she went back to the clinic, she had a date with another
guy. Ryan was just her type: small and rich. As she had blossomed into her
sexuality, she had discovered that she liked being able to physically dominate
her lovers. That had gotten much easier now that she was 6 feet tall in her
bare feet, and quite thick. Her new height was nearly as intoxicating as her
incredible beauty. She loved towering over people, and in the monstrous
8" platform stilettos she wore tonight, that was easier than ever.

When she got to the table, he got up to greet her, "you said you were 5'9","
she said accusingly. It looked like Ryan was actually closer to her old height.
She had been pretty sure he was exaggerating his height more than most guys from a
few of his photos, hoping for it in fact, but seeing him in person confirmed
it. In her massive heels, she towered over him by more than a foot, putting his
face right in front of her hypnotic cleavage.

"S-sorry-"

"How tall are you really?" she cut him off.

"Umm, 5'4"," his face reddened in humiliation. Elena's nipples stiffened.

"Five inches is a lot to lie about. You were hoping I would just overlook that
since you're rich?"

He gulped nervously, "umm, well, I was hoping once we got-"

"relax, it's fine. Actually, I kinda like it, you're cuter this way."

"Really? You, umm, you don't mind?"

"As long as you don't mind seeing a girl who weighs twice as much as you,"
she chuckled.

He got even redder at that, "oh, um, you're not, I mean-"

"I know I'm a big girl Ryan, I don't mind if you talk about it. Besides, I
can tell from how you're looking at me that you think I wear it well," she
smirked confidently at him.

Ryan was a stammering mess the whole night. He barely managed to assemble
a thought without Elena cutting him off or interrupting, and the few times
she did leave him space to talk, he was unable to take advantage of it.
When it came time to order, he was too distracted my his date's incredible
cleavage to produce a coherent order, but Elena ordered for him without
having asked what he wanted ahead of time. To his surprise, she ordered
two entrees for herself as well as a few appetizers. She was quite brusque
with the waiter, and he found he was jealous of the other man for getting
the opportunity to be bossed around by the overbearing Latina.

By the time their food came out, Ryan was just staring at Elena's breasts
with a dazed expression on his face. She felt a buzz of gloating pride at
the way her mere presence had made him so subdued. Her new body had that
effect on men, and it had only been getting stronger and stronger as she
grew. Tonight was a test to see just how far she could push things, and
so far it seemed that she was even more devastating in the little black
dress than she had hoped.

Elena ate greedily, gobbling down the food as bite after bite passed her
sumptuous lips. Though she had mostly stopped growing, her appetite had
not waned. After she had quick working as a security guard, she had
followed Liam's suggestion of going to the gym and found that she enjoyed
it. She now had an extensive home gym in her new apartment, which she
used for an hour or more daily. Her efforts had been rewarded by impressive
gains, and her arms were now bigger than those of most men, though even
her well defined physique didn't betray how strong she really was. She
had looked up the world records for powerlifting recently, and been
surprised to find that she had exceeded all of the mens categories by
20% or more despite looking more like a fitness model than a bodybuilder
or powerlifter. She had learned that women who had been infected with
Hall's disease or treated as volunteers to absorb men with Hall's
disease were not eligible to compete in high level athletics due to
the strength boost the disease gave, but even looking for records
set by other women with Hall's she had been unable to find anyone who
could lift more than uninfected males. Though she had exceeded all the
records she could find, her ability to squat over a ton was positively
inhuman. There was a reason her ass had been growing even faster than
her enormous breasts. It was clear that the Hall's disease treatment
had effected her to a remarkable degree.

Ryan was too hypnotized by her bosom to even take a bite, and he
didn't even seem to notice when she pulled his plate over to herself.
Desert went the same way, with her ordering something for both of them
and finishing off both plates. When the bill came she snapped her
fingers and pointed to it, "you gonna get that?"

"Wuh? Umm, yeah," he put down his card, then returned to staring at
her cleavage. She had to prompt him again to sign.

"Come on, let's get out of here," Ryan trailed after her, his gaze
locked on her powerful ass as it swayed side to side. She'd told
their waiter to make sure her car was waiting, so she plucked the
keys out of the valet's hands and got in.

"What about my car?" With her shielded from view during his walk to
the passenger side, Ryan had briefly gained enough cognitive function
to develop the question, and he managed to get it out before Elena's
presence once more overwhelmed him.

"Forget it, you can come back for it later." She pulled her phone out
of her bra, "where do you live? Let's go to yours." He told her, and
she zoomed away after putting her phone it its holder.

Elena was visibly impatient as she loomed over Ryan while he fumbled
through opening his door. The second they were inside she spun him
around to face her and hooked one of his ankles. She didn't even need
to use her arms to shove him to the ground, her jutting tits did
the job for her. He sprawled backwards into the hallway. She stepped
forward and planted a foot on his chest, pinning him down painfully.
With her leg raised to pin him, Ryan could see she was wearing a gossamer
thin black thong that matched her dress. "Lick," she commanded, moving her
foot up to hover over his mouth. Ryan didn't even hesitate, he lifted his
mouth and began licking the sole of her shoe. "I saw the way you were
looking at me tonight, like you were wondering if I was a goddess. I
am one. From now on, I'm your goddess, and you're going to worship
me." She let him think that over while he bathed her shoe with his
tongue for a while longer before she stepped over him and walked into
his apartment. "This is a nice place," she commented.

Ryan stood behind her, staring at her ass, utterly enthralled. "You own
a yogurt company right?" she asked him.

"Yuh, yeah,"

"Mmmmm, how much does that make?"

"Fifty million dollars in net profits last year," he answered.

"Holy shit, really?" Elena gasped in shock. She'd known Ryan was rich, she wouldn't
have gone out with him if he wasn't, but she didn't realize how rich. He blew
her other sugar daddies out of the water.

"Yes,"

"How soon can you sign it over to me? The business."

"Umm, w-what?"

"You think you deserve to own something like that instead of a goddess like me?"
she demanded.

"N-no, umm, s-sorry."

"You can still run it of course, I'll even pay you a decent wage. How does $80,000
a year sound?"

"Ummm-"

"Trust me, you'll feel better knowing all your hard work goes towards making me
richer. A girl like me deserves everything she want's doesn't she?"

"E-everything," he stammered, looking at her with fuzzy eyes.

"So I'll ask again, how soon can you sign it over? I assume there's paperwork?"

He nodded, "umm, yeah, I'll, I'll call my lawyer in the morning."

"Good," she turned and headed for the door.

"W-where are you going?"

"Home. What, you thought I was gonna touch you? You're lucky I let you lick
my shoe," she laughed harshly, then strutted out the door. Ryan just stared
at his front door helplessly masturbating until his balls ran dry.

The next afternoon, Elena was signing the documents.

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// Doctor's visit, he realizes she is both infected and getting the treatment to
// simulate an infection, but she seems to be immune to all the ill effects. He
// doesn't want to to give her men to absorb, but she insists.
