
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 six 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. 31 year old private equity
managers generally didn't date college students, even college students who
should have graduated a long time ago, 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 wished 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.

After she stopped jerking in climax, she slid down his body and undid
his pants, "oh jeez, you're huge!" she exclaimed at the sight of his
fat cock bursting free. "How, how long is it?"

"Nine inches, it can be a bit much, so take it as slow as you need,"
he replied. His dick had scared off more than one lover in the past.

Elena took his member in her hands almost reverently, then bent down
and took him in her mouth. He was thick enough that she only managed to
get the head and the first few inches of his shaft in her mouth, but
she made up for it by heaving her tits forward to enfold the rest of
his shaft in her cleavage. She kneaded her boobs together while she
worked her tongue and mouth over the sensitive head of his shaft
enthusiastically.

"Elena, I'm close, I'm gonna cum," he informed her, giving her the
opportunity to pull back. Instead she clamped down harder, and when
he erupted in her mouth a moment later, she sucked harder, bringing
her hands up to massage the last drops up his shaft and into her mouth.
She sat up and opened her mouth while making eye contact with him,
to show him his load, then closed her lips and tilted her head up
to swallow.

Already, Liam 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'll text me?"

"Definitely," 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.

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

Liam woke up to the sensation of plump lips around the tip of his shaft. It was a
very pleasant way to wake up, and one he had gotten used to over the last few
months. Elena might not have been the sharpest knife in the drawer, or all that
interesting of a person, but what his new girlfriend lacked in personality, she
more than made up for sexually. She drained his balls at least every other day when
they were together, and often more frequently than that. The curvy Latina had been
sexy when they first got together, but her growth from the treatment for helping Hall's
disease victims had made her truly exceptional. She now stood six feet tall in her
bare feet, just four inches shorter than Liam, and her breasts had swollen to twice
as big as her head.

Once he started paying her rent, she'd been able to quit her job as a security guard
to focus on her studies more, and she had used some of the extra time she got from that
to take him up on his suggestion of going to the gym. Her gains had been rapid, and
she was now stronger than him by quite a bit in all respects, though her muscles were
not all that large. Apparently Hall's disease increased the relative strength of women
with the disease, and since the treatment Elena was undergoing was basically a non-infectious
version of Hall's disease, it increased her strength as well. Normally, the relative strength
increase was pretty small, but clearly whatever had made Elena grow by 9 inches when most
Hall's disease women barely got taller applied to the strength boost. Liam had looked it up
recently and seen that Elena had exceeded the male powerlifting world record for all
major lifts by more than 20%, and when it came squats, she had absolutely shattered the
record. He had bought a specially reinforced squat rack for a home gym a month ago, and
it was a good thing he had, since he didn't know if an ordinary one would have handled
the ton of weight his girlfriend now squatted for reps. If she had wanted to compete
she could have been a sensation, but Elena seemed to regard her lifting as a nice way
to stay in shape and show off for a boyfriend who was clearly enamored with strong
women.

Rather than finishing him with her mouth, Elena broke off and crawled up over his
body, dragging her huge tits over his naked torso as she went. She positioned herself
over his dick and pressed herself down against his straining cock, letting out a lusty
moan as he entered her. Liam reflected that paying for her IUD had been the best investment
of his life. She leaned forward to grab his wrists in an iron grip, dangling her heavy tits
down over his face. "If you do a good job sucking, I might let you go," she thrust a thick
nipple in his face, and he obediently took it in his mouth. He strained against her, but
her grip was unrelenting and though from the look of his well developed musculature compared
with her slim arms it seemed like he ought to have easily broken free, he couldn't hope to
match her strength. She began slamming her broad hips down, engulfing and releasing his
huge dick with each powerful thrust, her hot juices providing plenty of lubricant. Her
moans filled the air and before long she was cumming, her pussy clenching rhythmically
around his dick. She had to pause her thrusting for a moment while she rode out the
waves of pleasure, but she never released her iron grip, and before long she was riding
Liam as hard as ever once more. She was completely overwhelming, and he would have nutted
if she hadn't just drained him dry the night before. He managed to last through two more of
her orgasms, before joining her in the next one. After that she stopped, releasing his
wrists and withdrawing her nipple from his mouth. Collapsing on top of him, she leaned
down to kiss him, "good morning, babe," she grinned, evidently quite pleased by the
wrung out look she saw on his face.

"'morning Elena," he managed.

She drowsed on top of him for a little longer, then got up and headed for the shower.
He watched her saunter across the room naked, and she noticed him watching and grinned
to herself before disappearing into the bathroom. He was still in bed when she re-emerged
and began putting on makeup. She was still naked, and he could clearly see the swell of
her breasts from behind. Elena could see him watching her in the mirror, and felt a buzz
of pride at his obvious desire for her, even after she had so recently ridden him, but
it was tinged with a sense of fear that she would lose him. She knew that many ways
she did not belong in Liam's world. He thought about big ideas that she couldn't really
grasp no matter how hard she tried, and though the old WASP aristocracy was nearly
dead, Liam was a relic of the time when they had dominated America. He had grown up
yatching off Nantucket and skiing in the alps, and it seemed like everyone in his
family was rich or powerful or both. She knew that in their eyes, she was probably
just some hussy after his money, and if she was being honest with herself there
was plenty of truth to that, especially at first. Despite the fact that there was
a side of him she could never touch or maybe even because of it, she had fallen
for him hard enough that nothing filled her with more fear than the thought that
he might soon grow bored with her.

"You've got your Hall's disease appointment today right?"

"Yeah, finally, it feels like forever since I started the treatment."

"Well, good luck," Liam didn't really like the idea of other men getting absorbed
by Elena's tits, but he hid his discomfort. He had briefly considered offering to
pay her what she would have gotten from the clinic to just drop out of the program,
but he could tell she already felt guilty that he was paying her rent and didn't
want to make her feel even more financially dependent on him.

"Thanks, I wonder what it will be like. Probably pretty weird haha."

"Yeah, probably," he agreed.

"Well, no matter what, volunteering was already worth it. I mean look at this thing,"
she smacked her ass and turned back to grin at him.

He returned her smile, "you have a point."

She pulled on a pair of jeans tight enough it looked like she had been poured into
them, an industrial looking custom bra, and a fuzzy white sweater that had fit her
perfectly when Liam bought it for her, but was now stretched out enough by her
heavy tits that her new belly-button piercings flashed below the hem which dangled
in space below her tits. The outfit didn't show all that much skin, but it was
still scorching hot, "how do I look?"

"Amazing," Liam said, finally getting up and giving her a kiss before heading towards
the shower himself.

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

When Elena walked into the waiting room of the Hall's disease clinic, it seemed like
every male eye in the room locked onto her sweater-straining bust. Elena had gotten
used to drawing lots of male attention since the treatment started, but this contained
a level of intensity that made her uncomfortable. There one just one guy who seemed
to be able to avoid full on oogling her, and she noticed that he was one of the two
men in the room who looked pretty much normal sized. The rest of the men were at
varying degrees of progression of the disease, as evidenced by their shrunken stature,
and they all seemed enthralled by her boobs.

She checked in, trying to ignore the dirty looks some of the women in the room were
shooting her, then sat down and began scrolling through Instagram to distract herself
from the disconcerting stares.

"Elena?" the nurse called her name a few minutes later and Elena got up to follow her inside.
Elena towered over the smaller woman, who looked to be even shorter than she used to be.
The four inch stilettos Liam had given her the last time he took her shopping meant she
had more than a foot on the petite woman. On top of the height difference, the
voluptuous Latina's thick figure made the nurse look like a child next to her.
From the look of it, Elena's thighs were each thicker than the other woman's
torso. The only place Elena didn't dwarf the nurse was her waist, where Elena only
exceeded her by a little. Comparing her new body to other women had become a thrilling
habit for Elena.

"Ok, let's see how tall you are, could you take off your shoes?"

"Sure," Elena bent down to unbuckle them, then stepped up to the wall while the nurse
measured her.

"6 feet and a quarter inch," she pulled up Elena's chart, "ok, let's see if you grew,
hold on, this can't be right. We have a record saying you were 5'3" when you started
the treatment. Sorry, there must be something wrong with the system."

"No, that sounds right," Elena said.

"You really grew 9 inches?"

"Yeah, I gain a bunch of weight too. I thought you said that could happen though. Is
it bad?"

"No, no, it shouldn't be a problem. Let's see how much you weigh then I'll get Dr. Baker.
Can you step on the scale?"

Elena weighed a bit over 340. She had weighed more than Liam for a while now, but she hadn't
quite realized how close she was to doubling his weight. Though she weighed a lot, you
wouldn't necessarily have known it by looking at her since her dense muscles weighed
more than expected.

"Ok, now I'm going to measure your bust. The volume determines how many men it's safe for
you to absorb at once." The nurse got out a measuring tape. "Could you take off your shirt
and bra, then lift up your breasts for me, I'm going to start with the underbust."

"Sure," Elena pulled off her sweater, then reached behind herself to unhook the five reinforced
steel hooks at the back of her bra.

When she slid her bra down her arms she heard the nurse softly say, "holy shit."

"I know, they're pretty massive haha,"

The nurse reddened, "Sorry, I-I didn't mean to,"

"No no it's find. Believe me, I feel the same way a lot of the time," Elena reassured
her. "Ok, you ready?" she asked, hefting her boobs so the nurse could get at her
underbust.

"Yeah, lets see... 38 inches."

"Now I'm going to measure your bust." She looped the tape around Elena's chest, but found
it wasn't long enough to reach.

"Here, I'll mark the ends with my fingers," Elena offered, pressing her index fingers lightly
into her massive chest at the ends of the tape.

"T-thanks," the nurse said, appearing flustered by the need for the unusual technique.
She measured the remaining gap, then said, "78 inches."

"Ok, now I'm just going to measure their circumference at the widest point. It will help
us get a good volume estimate." She slid the tape around each of Elena's breasts in turn.
"45 and a half inches for both."

"Hey, while you're there, can you measure my waist? I'm curious."

It wasn't really needed, but the nurse was curious as well, "sure." She whipped the
tape around the amazonian Latina's tight waist, noting the faint six pack the voluptuous
woman was sporting, "32 inches," she announced. Elena's boobs were close to half again as
big around as her waist.

"O-ok, let me just enter this into the computer,"

"You said it calculates the volume right? What does it say?" Elena asked.

"Each of your breasts is, um, a bit more than 26 liters. Holy shit, that's literally off
the chart."

"What do you mean?"

"We have a chart telling us how many men a woman can safely absorb based on her breast volume,
and, well, you're off it."

"How high up does it go?" Elena asked.

"Umm, 10,000 ml or 10 liters,"

"Wow, so I guess I'm pretty unique, when it comes to this treatment?"

"Yeah, I'll say, let me get Dr. Baker. He'll know what do do about this better than me,"
she said, disappearing from the room.

Dr. Baker arrived a few minutes later, "Hi Elena, it seems like you reacted quite strongly
to the treatment."

She smiled hesitantly, "yeah, I guess so. Is that bad?"

"From a health perspective, no, not really. It has caused you to gain quite a bit of weight,
but that tends to happen with Hall's disease women and there isn't any evidence that the
extra weight leads to bad health outcomes in the same way that regular obesity does, if
anything it seems to make women healthier. If you're comfortable with what the treatment
has done to you, as your doctor, I don't see any problem with it."

"Oh, umm, great, yeah, I don't- I mean I don't have a problem with it."

"Well that's good. Now before we move on to the next phase there are some things you
should be aware of. Absorbing men has been known to cause secondary growth spurts,
and some of the same side effects I told you to worry about from the treatment, most
commonly women report an increased libido at this stage, but it should return to
normal within a few months. Given how strongly you reacted to the treatment, I want
to give you a chance to re-consider before moving forward."

"So I could get even bigger?" Elena asked.

"It's relatively rare, but given your strong reaction to the treatment, I would say
it is more likely to happen to you than most."

*I hope it does,* Elena has asked Liam how he would feel if she grew taller than him
a month into their relationship, and she'd been able to feel the way his dick jumped
in her hand when she brought up the possibility. She knew her man was into amazons,
and the idea of becoming his fantasy girl even more than she already was was quite
an attractive prospect, "I wouldn't mind getting a bit bigger."

Dr. Baker nodded. "In that case, I think we are good to go. Given your size, I think
you should be safe to handle 20 men during your first absorption."

"20? I thought you said 4 last time."

"Well, you are quite a bit bigger than most women who come through the clinic. To be honest,
you could likely handle more, but we should probably try to stay on the safe side."

"Ok, umm, does that happen now, or..."

"No we don't have the patients here right now, you'll need to make an appointment at the
front desk. In fact, you'll probably want to make a daily schedule, since you'll want to
come back for more men to absorb after the first batch."

"How many, umm, how many batches will I need to do?"

"Well, most women only manage two or three, but the general rule of thumb is that a woman
can absorb a man for every 100ccs of breast tissue, so going by that rule you should be
able to manage around 500. Your case is so unusual that I don't want to make any definite
predictions though."

"500, holy crap, umm, ok, thanks Dr. Baker!" It would mean over $200,000 if she absorbed
that many men.

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The next time Elena came into the clinic, she noticed the same phenomenon where the
shrunken men in the waiting room oogled her with un-self conscious lust from the moment
she entered.

The same petite nurse fetched her and lead her into a room in the back. "Could you
take your shirt and bra off and then just lay your bra on this table here please?"

"Sure," Elena did as she was asked, leaving the massive cups of her huge bra face
up on the table. Each of the cups would have been lose around a basketball.

The nurse walked over with two terrariums full of tiny men about two inches tall and
took the top off of one, "ok guys, I'm going to tilt you out slowly now," she began
tilting the terrarium out to pour them into Elena's right bra cup. "Guys, come on,"
she held the terrarium in place for a bit and then sighed and put the terrarium back
down. "I think you're going to have to do it. They won't listen to me with you in
the room."

"What do you mean, why?"

"Hall's disease makes women produce pheromones that men with the condition react to.
It generally takes a long exposure to work, but I guess your pheromones are more
intense than usual. They'll only pay attention to you now."

"Ok, so what do I do?"

"Just go up and take the terrarium, tell them you're tilting it out so they have time
to adjust and move very slowly until they are able to transition to standing on the wall,
then gently put it down so they can walk out onto the inside of your bra cup."

"Ok, let's see," Elena did as the nurse instructed. Unlike when the nurse had told the
men to get out, they obeyed Elena instantly, though as soon as they finished doing what
she had told them to do they would stop and stare up at her boobs in rapt attention.

"Is this why all the guys in the waiting room always stare at me?" she asked the nurse.

"Yeah, probably. Ok, now tell them to spread themselves around the inside of your bra
cup evenly and hold onto the fabric," Elena relayed the instruction and the men did
as she asked.

"Ok, now just do the same for the other."

A few moments later, Elena was looking down at her bra with the inside speckled with
20 men. "Ok, now what do I do."

"Just put it on, gently. It's probably best if you lean down and fit your breasts into
it while it is still on the table."

"Ok," Elena leaned down as the nurse suggested. The moment her skin made contact with
one of the tiny men, she gasped as a wave of pleasure washed through her. She could
already feel their flesh melding together. Elena stood up and re-fastened her bra,
trying desperately to hide how good it felt to have the little men merging with her
breasts.

"Now it could take as long as 36 hours to fully absorb the men, don't be alarmed if
it takes up to 12 hours for the absorption to start. Other than that, you're good to
go. The front desk should have your financial info from the first treatment, so
just come back for your appointment tomorrow.

"T-thanks," Elena managed before walking away as fast as she could in her
black thigh-high stilettos.

As soon as she got to Liam's car, which she had borrowed for the errand, she
hiked up her short skirt and slid two fingers into her pussy, "oh, god that feels
fucking amazing," she moaned. Her pussy clenched around her fingers in an
orgasm that didn't stop for fifteen minutes. When she finally regained some
lucidity, she looked around furtively and was released to see that no one seemed
to have noticed her going to town on her pussy in the parking lot. She wiped her
fingers off with some tissues, then pulled down her turtleneck and peeked under
her bra. She didn't see any tiny men sinking into her abundant breast flesh.
She slid her hands over her chest, feeling for lumps, but her boobs were as
smooth as ever beneath the fabric of her shirt and bra. *The nurse said it can
take up to 36 hours. I guess absorption speed is another way I break the charts
when it comes to Hall's disease.*

Elena was horny the whole rest of the day, which made it even harder than usual
to concentrate in class. She was doing better in school now that she didn't have
to work, and especially now that Liam had started helping her with her mathy classes,
but it was still a struggle for her that the residual hornyness from absorbing 20
men into her breasts had left. She was hungry enough that she thought she would probably
get her money's worth by going to the dining hall, and she was right. She ate more than
she ever had before, returning eight empty plates to the dish return and grabbing
a big ice cream cone on her way out. The dining hall was expensive, but she had just
made $10,000 in 15 minutes and was about to do the same thing tomorrow. Liam was already
covering most of her living expenses, but she had still had a petty-cash problem until
that morning. She hoped it took her a long time to lose her ability to absorb men,
not least because of how good it felt.

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

Elena tugged on some of her favorite jeans, but was interrupted by the sound of them
ripping. "Fuck, I really liked those." It had been a week since she started absorbing
men with late stage Hall's disease, and she had been growing faster than ever. The
night before, she and Liam had realized she was now taller than him. Fortunately,
her guess about how her boyfriend would react had been spot on, and it had lead to
a night of lurid sex that left Liam quite wrung out.

"Babe, I think we need to go shopping again, I kinda grew out of my jeans."

Liam walked over and stopped, eyes bugging out at the sight of his girlfriend's
incredible ass bursting out of the over matched jeans. Though she had thoroughly
drained his balls just a few hours before, his cock came to attention like
an obedient little soldier being ordered to salute by Elena's curvaceous body.
Elena turned to look back at him, keeping her hips facing away from him so that
her bust was presented in profile while her ass remained aimed right at him.
She grinned when she saw his rapt expression, and flexed her mighty booty,
making the torn denim tear further. "Do you think my butt is too big?"
She pivoted and strutted over to him, turning so she could rub her ass
over his hard cock.

Liam gripped her tight waist instinctively, pulling himself into her. She
reached down and grabbed his hands, pulling them up to cup her bare breasts
from beneath. She let out a soft sound of delight at the contact. With a
single sudden yank, she ripped off the tattered remains of her jeans
so that she stood there in nothing but her panties. Next, she reached
back and undid his pants with dexterous fingers, less forceful, but hardly
any slower. Shoving his pants and underwear down around his knees, she
gripped his cock between her ass cheeks and gave it a few pulsing squeezes.
Liam still felt worn out from the sex earlier that day and that morning,
but her body compelled him to rut against her.

Elena slid her panties down and bent over, thrusting her hot womanhood
against him. Knowing what she wanted, he lined up his cock and thrust
into her. She moaned in delight, "harder, babe, harder." He gripped
her slender waist and hammered away at her with all his might, putting
his still-tired body into it with all he had. It wasn't enough for her.
"Harder!" He tried to meet her demands in a frenzy of motion, but then
collapsed against her back, unable to keep up the pace.

She spun around, raising one leg to do a split and pivot on one leg so
she could keep him inside her the whole time. When she dropped her leg,
she brought it down on the back of his knees to chop them out from
under him rather than setting it down normally. She followed him down
and settled her hips over his, giving him a sultry look before bending
down to press her breasts into his chest. She gave him a fierce kiss and
began to ride him, moaning and shuddering as the first of multiple
orgasms soon hit her.

Liam lay passively, too exhausted to do much more than hold onto her
hips as Elena used him to relentlessly pursue her own pleasure. As
she moved above him, Liam felt utterly surrounded and dominated by
her. She was so much more physically powerful than him of course,
but that hardly factored into it. It had more to do with the way
that as sexually exhausted as he was, he still couldn't help but
respond to her. His body was hers to command, hers to dominate, hers
to control, hers to smother and envelope. That thought sat right with
him on a deep cosmic level. Looking up at her in awe, he felt the
deep conviction that she deserved to take whatever she wanted from
him and anyone else she choose. It was a jumbled blend of the unreasoning
atavistic urge that lead some people to believe that the strong ought to
crush the weak, and the conviction that the most beautiful princess
deserved only the very best life had to offer.

Elena noticed that Liam still hadn't cum though he normally would
have by now, so she stopped ridding him and began to rhythmically
pulse her inner muscles, which rippled up and down his shaft with
an unnatural power and dexterity. She knew how much he loved her
breasts, so she bent down and slipped a fat nipple in his mouth.
"Suck." She knew he also liked it when she told him what to do
and took charge in bed. "That's it, suck on your girlfriend's
big, fat, sexy tit. Suck on it and cum for me. Cum. For. Me!"
At her command he arced up into her, his empty balls spasming
and his hands digging into her waist.

"Y-your a goddess Elena," he said looking up at her in delerious
awe.

She giggled, "awww, thanks,"

"but I can't keep doing this. Morals aren't meant for the gods."

She turned serious, "What are you talking about? Are you fucking
breaking up with me?"

"N-no, no, never, no, it's just I can't keep up with you, sexually
I mean."

"Oh,"

He took a shuddering breath, "I know this Hall's stuff is giving you
a really active libido, so I can't ask you to cut back on sex, just,
well, just not all of it has to be with me."

Elena's brow furrowed, "you're saying you want an open relationship."

"Well kinda. A half open relationship I guess, I'm not interested in
other girls."

A part of him was hoping she would reject the idea, but instead she
pursed her lips and said, "you know maybe this is a good idea. I
don't want to hurt you. Death by snu-snu is still death after all.
I'll tell you what, I'm about to be late to the clinic, but I'll
think about it more and we can talk again tonight, sound good?"

"Yeah, yeah, sounds good," he nodded.

Elena got off of him and took a quick shower, pulling on some yoga
pants and an undersized crop top. The last few days at the clinic had been pretty
quick and efficient. She just walked in, grabbed the terrariums and headed home
where she put the men in her bra to absorb them. She was technically supposed to
start the absorption under Sarah the nurse's supervision, but after explaining
her predicament with jilling herself off in the parking lot, the smaller woman
had taken pity on her and let her just take the terrariums of men home with
her so she could have a little privacy.

Today was going to be a little different. Dr. Baker was going to hook her up to an
EEG machine to check up on the 140 or so guys she had absorbed so far. Elena was
pretty curious to see the brain waves of the men she had absorbed. The idea that
they lived on in her breasts, conscious but inert, able to communicate with one
another but sealed off from the outside world, was strange and a little exciting.

She was no longer creeped out by the way the men in the waiting room stared at
her now that she understood that it was her powerful pheromones doing it to them.
In fact, now that she knew what was going on, it made her feel good, reminding
her of the hyper femininity the treatment had gifted her with.

The nurse, Sarah, called her in after a few minutes. She took Elena's measurements,
confirming that she now stood 6'5". The rest of her had continued to grow right along
with her height, though her relative dimensions had not really changed, which she was
grateful for given how absurd they already were. After Sarah read off her new breast
volume as calculated by the program, Elena had a thought, "wait, so that means I got
new capacity for absorbing more men right?"

"Well, it's hard to say, but yeah, probably,"

"How much new capacity did I get."

"Umm, let me see," Sarah pulled up the calculator app on her phone and poked at it
for a minute. "About 120 more men using the usual rule of thumb."

"Wow, so I've, like, barely made a dent."

"Yeah, it, um, it seems like it. You, um, ready for the EEG now?"

"Yeah, yeah, let's go," Elena pulled her crop top back on and followed Sarah
down the hall to a different room where an EEG machine was waiting.

"Ok, we might not be able to get great coverage because I don't have enough electrodes
to fully cover you, but we'll do our best. Could you take your top off again for me?

"Sure,"

"Ok, this is gonna be a little slimy, just to make the contacts work," Sarah warned
her before she began sticking electrodes at various places on Elena's beach ball
sized breasts. Once she finished she turned on the machine, "ok, we're collecting
data now."

"Can I see?"

"Sure," Sarah turned the screen mounted in the corner of the room to face Elena where
she saw a bunch of squiggly lines drawing a real-time graph on the screen.

"So that's them, that's the guys thinking?" Elena asked.

"Yeah, pretty much. The signal is gonna be pretty fuzzy with you since there are so
many of them and we don't have enough electrodes, but yeah. We'll just collect data
for 20 minutes, then Dr. Baker can look it over later to make sure the guys seem
to be doing ok. You don't have to stick around for him, you can just pick up your
terrariums for today on your way out."

"Ok,"

"Well, see you in a bit Elena,"

"Thanks Sarah!"

Elena sat watching the EEG output, mostly just zoning out, but after a few minutes
she started trying to spot a pattern. At first she didn't see anything, but then
she noticed a few of the lines started to spike. As she wondered what was going on,
they became more energetic, but then they slowly died back. She stopped paying as close
attention for a little while, but then she tried to spot a pattern again, and again
those same lines jumped up. *Is it responding to my thoughts?* she wondered. She tried
to consciously influence the output, and failed to do so for a while, but by the
time Sarah came back in she had managed to get the lines to consistently bounce on
command. She thought about telling the nurse about it, but something stopped her from
doing so.

She picked up her terrariums on her way out and brought them home so she could
absorb the men in private. Liam was already at work, and not for the first time
she wished their schedule lined up better so he could be there when the massive
wave of arousal that always came with absorption hit.

She was distracted by her residual hornyness and the revelation from the EEG machine
as she went to class, but despite that she found the lectures easier to follow than
she ever had before. The homework assignments she had done in the last few days had
felt much easier to wrap her head around than usual as well. Overall, it felt as if
a fog she hadn't even known was there had lifted from her mind since she started
absorbing men.

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

"Holy shit, babe, look, I just got my math final grade back and look," Elena spun
her laptop around so Liam could see the screen. She had gotten a perfect score.

Liam grinned, "that's awesome Elena! I know you worked really hard to get there."

"Well, it helped to have my super smart boyfriend explaining stuff to me," she
smiled, "thank you so much for all your help. I couldn't have done it without you."
She wrapped him in a hug that buried his head in her pillowy bosom and
lifted him off his feet. She had continued growing rapidly, and now stood 7'2"
a month after she had started absorbing men, though in the last week or so her
growth had slowed dramatically enough that they had been able to get some decent
clothes for her. It was nearly a foot taller than Liam, and on top of that her
incredible curves meant she weighed more than twice as much as him.

Liam strained against Elena's iron grip, but she didn't seem to notice his efforts.
She was so strong now, his struggles probably felt like those of a sickly child to her.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmffffmmmmmff!" he made a noise of protest.

"Oh, sorry baby, still adjusting to my new strength," she set him back down, but
immediately grabbed his erection through his pants, "though it looks like you didn't
mind too much."

"Don't try to distract me from telling you how proud I am," he really was. At first,
Elena had been nothing more than a pretty face to him, but lately her personality
had really blossomed. For a time, there had been a note of quiet despair in the
back of his mind when he looked at her scorching hot body, since he knew in the
long run he wouldn't be able to settle down with a girl who was so unable to
engage in a remotely intellectual conversation, and his animal self couldn't
bare the thought of losing access to such a sex goddess. Lately though, she had
started to take an active interest in more intellectual topics, and even asked
him to recommend a few books she should read to learn more about things he
mentioned. A bright and inquiring mind was emerging before his eyes. At
first, he had thought that the time she had gained from quitting her security
guard job was the cause of her intellectual flowering, but now he was starting
to suspect that something about the Hall's disease treatment had done it. It
had certainly seemed to change everything else about her. Now, he was increasingly
viewing Elena as a life partner, assuming he could convince her to stay with him.
He was increasingly worrying that she was going to outgrow him.

"Thanks Liam," she bent down to kiss him, "I love you."

"I love you too, Elena," her kisses grew more urgent, and before Liam knew it,
she had slid a hand under his butt and picked him up as if he weighed nothing
at all. Her breasts were so big that he was forced back at a sharp angle
and had to hug her chest tightly to avoid falling backwards, his hands sinking
into the soft flesh of her tits.

She walked into their bedroom and tossed him on the bed, "hold on, I want to
try something. Don't move."

"Wouldn't dream of it,"

She emerged a moment later holding two little plastic terrariums full of naked
men. She unbuttoned her blouse and reached behind herself to unhook her massive
bra. Liam wasn't really comfortable with her involving the Hall's disease
patients in their sex life, but by the time he started to formulate an objection,
her dexterous hands had already popped three buttons, and the sight of her awe
inspiring cleavage made it hard to fit the words together. By the time her bra
was laid out on her vanity, he could hardly remember that he wanted to object
in the first place.

"Ok guys, I know you've been waiting for this since I picked you up. I'm going
to tip you out slowly, so transfer to the wall as I do so." Elena instructed the
tiny men. She glanced over at Liam to see how he was reacting, but the expression
on his face was nearly identical to the pheromone addled Hall's disease victims.
"Alright, now I'm going to tip you out into my bra cups. Just spread yourselves
around evenly for me." The men did as instructed. "Ok, now hold on tight!"

Elena slid her panties down and stepped out of them, then picked up her bra
and climbed up on the bed, hiking up her short pleated skirt and positioning her
pussy over Liam's face. He began licking and sucking immediately, and she fit
the bra gently over her jugs. The second the tiny men made contact with her skin,
she could feel their flesh fusing with hers. "Oh, god, mmmmmffff, fuck," she
came immediately. Liam's efforts never abated and she kept cumming again and
again, until she finished absorbing her allotment of men for that day.

When she climbed off of Liam and bent down to return the favor, he came
almost immediately, evidently having gotten pretty wound up by having
his amazonian girlfriend sit on his face while cumming continually for fifteen
minutes.

Afterwards, once he had regained some lucidity, Liam decided he wasn't going
to raise any objections after all. The knowledge that Elena's boobs were consuming
twenty people while she came on top of him again and again had been an unexpected
thrill.

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

Elena moved around the kitchen juggling a dozen tasks as she worked on a
three course meal. Not so long ago, such an undertaking would have been
far too ambitious for her, but lately she had been feeling more inspired
in the kitchen. Liam had said it was starting to get hard to get excited
about going out to eat anymore since even super fancy places didn't taste
as good as Elena's cooking, and she had to agree with him. It was a big
money saver as well, since Elena ate enough for ten men these days. She
always left restaurants hungry, even when she ordered three entrees.

As she cooked, she kept shooting glances over at the terrariums of
men she had set on the counter. They watched her move around the kitchen
in rapt attention, as if she was some sort of goddess. From there perspective
she must have seemed like one. From their perspective she was close to 300
feet tall, and her breasts were the size of mid-rise apartment buildings.
She must have been a truly awesome sight for the tiny men. Thinking about
what she must look like from their perspective excited her, making her
nipples stiffen enough that dents became visible through her sports
bra and sweatshirt.

The men remained completely fascinated by her for twenty minutes or so,
but then a few of their eyes started to wander. When Elena noticed, it
annoyed her. They should be devoting their full attention to the voluptuous
goddess in front of them as far as she was concerned. Nearly as soon as
she had the thought, their wandering eyes locked back onto her domineering
chest. She felt a buzz of pride, but then started to wonder at the way
they had responded so quickly after she had noticed their attention wandering.
Remembering the way she had been able to change some of the brain waves on
the EEG machine with an effort of will, she wondered if she could effect
her pheromone production in the same way.

She tried to allow the tiny men to grow distracted again, and by the time
she had finished cooking, she had managed to do it twice. She called Liam
in from his office and as they ate, she continued to practice until by the
end of the meal she had near perfect control over how hypnotized the tiny
men were.

"...so, umm, sorry, what was I saying?" Liam lost his train of thought.

Elena noticed her boyfriend was staring at her chest in much the same
way the tiny men in the terrarium were. She was currently practicing
flooding out her pheromones to keep them fascinated *are my pheromones
effecting him too? He doesn't even have Hall's disease.* "You were telling
me about your new portfolio company, the steel factory in Ohio." She
made an effort to increase her pheromone output even further.

"right, umm, yeah, it's, um,"

She smirked. He was a mess and she wasn't even wearing a particularly sexy
outfit, just sweats from the run she had gone on before cooking dinner.
"what?" She cut off her pheromones.

Liam blinked, "oh, I was just saying that they have some good fundamentals,
but there is a lot of opportunity for modernizing some of their business
practices."

Elena smiled and nodded along as he explained. The fact that her pheromones
could effect people without Hall's disease was an unexpected, and exciting
revelation. She found herself eager to explore the implications of her
new discovery.

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

Miriam Fang stopped in shock when she saw the woman who was waiting for her
by the front desk. Elena Lopez was absolutely massive, taller than any of the
varsity basketball players Miriam had seen around campus, and much thicker.
Breasts that looked like they were bigger than Miriam would be if she got
in the fetal position stretched out a pink tube top far enough that it bordered
on translucent. Her top was low cut enough that two feet of perfect
cleavage was on display, and it was evident she wasn't wearing a bra from the
dents her nipples made in the pink fabric. Her bare abdomen looked impossibly
tight below her looming tits and explosive hips, but Miriam suspected that
despite how small it looked in light of the rest of Elena's figure, her
cobbled abdomen was likely wider than Miriam's own narrow shoulders. A small
constellation of jewelry flashed from piercings around her navel, highlighting
her well defined abs and tight waist even further. Thighs that looked twice
as thick as Miriam's torso and an ass which looked like it could fill most
of the surface of Miriam's desk if Elena were to use it as a seat strained
against a tight black miniskirt that only made it a quarter of the way down
the massive Latina's thighs. A large expensive looking handbag dangled from
her shoulder. Evidently, she wasn't at all self conscious about being tall
because she wore some extremely high platform stilettos which gleamed with
burnished chrome and looked to put her closer to nine feet tall than eight.

As Miriam approached she noticed the girl's perfectly painted red toenails and
felt a sudden urge to bend down and kiss them. Just like everything else about
her, the amazon's feat were utterly flawless, just larger than usual. The complex
arrangement of silver chains which held her heels on her feet just highlighted them
further. Now that she was closer, Miriam estimated the chrome platform alone was
about six inches tall, and it looked like the wicked heel of her shoes lifted her
heel a further six inches. She pushed the invasive thought about amazon's unreasonably
sexy feet aside and raised her gaze, but that wasn't any better, since as soon as
her eyes feel on Elena's muscular thighs she imagined what it would be like to be
caught between them. She was sure she would be utterly immobilized by the crushing
pressure they could produce. It didn't help that now that she was close enough,
she realized that with the benefit of her heels, the young goddess's crotch was
nearly a head higher than her own 4'11" frame. Miriam had never been attracted
to women before, but standing before the scantily clad amazon, she felt the heat
in her pussy building.

"Hi, Miriam?" Elena bent down, extending her hand. Her enormous boobs hung down
pendulously below her, bigger than any watermelon Miriam had ever seen. She was
struck by the sudden imagine of Elena grabbing her by the armpits and stuffing
her head-first into her yawning cleavage, consuming her completely with her
massive tits. *I wonder if they weigh more than me,* Miriam was a slight woman,
only weighing 98 pounds and from the look of it even a single one of Elena's
tits could give her a run for her money.

Somehow, Miriam managed to take the offered hand, which swallowed her own completely.
"H-hi, umm, Elena?"

"Yeah, should we go to your office to talk?"

"Y-yeah," As Miriam led Elena to her office, she was extremely aware of the way the
other woman loomed behind her, her huge heels clicking loudly on the tails.

Miriam's office felt much smaller with Elena in it. There was no way the massive
Latina was going to be able to sit in either of the chairs facing Miriam's desk,
so she just stood against the far wall. Miriam felt even smaller when she sat
down. From this angle, she could only see the top half of Elena's face over
the shelf of her breasts.

"I know I already mentioned it in my email, but I volunteered to help treat
Hall's disease patients, and as you can see I've had an unusually strong
reaction to the treatment. It's been 7 weeks since I started absorbing men
with the disease, and so far I've absorbed nearly 1000. Seeing the EEG signals
during my weekly check-ups has made me curious, and with so many guys depending
on me now, I want to try to help figure out a way they can get access to the
outside world. I know they have one another to talk to, but they are still cut
off from their friends and family."

Now that the conversation had turned to her area of research focus, Miriam
found she was able focus a bit better, "that's a very noble goal, and one
I share, but I want to caution you not to get your hopes up. We've been able
to set up some very low bandwidth mechanisms for communicating with absorbed
men, which have been enough to confirm that they are still conscious, alive,
and generally fairly happy, but the more men a woman has absorbed the harder
it is. The largest number of men we've been able to establish communication
with is three in a single breast, and that communication was hardly what one
would call a conversation. Almost everything we know about the inner life of
absorbed men comes from asking yes-or-no questions of men who have an entire
breast to themselves. In your case the chances of communication are pretty
much zero. You should take heart in the fact that the men you absorb have
many more conversational partners than any other Hall's disease patients
I know of."

Elena nodded, "I know I probably won't be able to talk to my guys, but I'd
still like to try to help other Hall's disease patients if I can, either
as a test subject or as a researcher."

Privately, Miriam didn't think the chances of Elena doing much good research
were very high. The girl was years behind schedule to graduate from her
bachelor's degree at UMass. She didn't fit the profile of the precocious young
neuroscience or biology major that Miriam normally hired to work for her in
her Harvard research group. Still, there was no harm in letting the girl
work as an undergraduate research assistant if it meant getting frequent
access to test data from such a unique specimen. "Well, I would certainly
be happen to have you. I'm glad to know someone else is so passionate about
helping the men impacted by Hall's." There was no shortage of researchers
working on Hall's disease. It was so unusual and had such potentially massive
implications for their understanding of medicine and neuroscience that
there was bound to be incredible interest in it. In Miriam's experience though,
most Hall's disease researchers were in it more because of their fascination
with the condition than out of a desire to improve the lot of the patients,
who after all were a fairly small fraction of the population.

"I didn't want to flood you with stuff when I emailed you, but I have some
ideas about how it might be possible to get a clearer signal. You mind
if I show you?" Elena pulled a laptop out of her handbag and set the bag down
on one of the chairs.

"Sure, I do have another meeting soon though,"

"Ok, I'll try to be fast," Elena put her laptop down on Miriam's desk and
came around the side to stand slightly behind Miriam, bending down at the
hips to rest her hands on her keyboard. The position put a massive thigh
behind Miriam close enough that the smaller woman could feel the heat
coming off of it. Elena's breasts hung down in front of Miriam's face,
forming a pink curtain of fragrant flesh that hid most of the laptop screen
from view. The girl's perfect abs were actually over Miriam, hovering
more than a foot above the professor's head, her naval piercings winking
down at the smaller woman like stars in the night sky. If the discussion
of research had allowed Miriam to push past the distraction of Elena's
body for a time, this situation had destroyed her focus once more.

Elena brought up an ipython notebook, "I got some of the data from the
deep tissue sensing paper you and your students wrote two years ago, thanks
for making that open access by the way, I think it was the only data set
I could actually get my hands on. Anyway, I know that paper was focused
on the sensing tech, so your signal processing was fairly standard, but
I was thinking everyone uses a Fourier to start off with, but what if
instead we did this. I haven't seen anyone use something like this in
the Hall's literature, but I found an electrical engineering paper that
did something similar..." Elena continued explaining, but Miriam had
already decided that her assumption that the incredible amazon looming
over her wouldn't bring much as a researcher couldn't possibly have been
more wrong. This girl was clearly a generational talent.

"..so yeah, that's what I was thinking. I'm probably making some dumb mistakes,
but I wanted to run it by you. Sorry if I'm blabbering, I'm kinda a big fan
of your work." Elena slid her laptop to the side so Miriam could see the screen
better past the wall of pink-covered tit flesh. She had started doing that seamlessly
without ever explicitly acknowledging the way her body was getting in the way.

"These are definitely some good ideas. Very good actually. I think there is the core
of a paper here. How often can you come to the lab?"

"I can be here every day after my regular classes,"

"Excellent."

"Do you have that other meeting? Sorry, I've been talking for a while."

"Oh, yes, thanks for the reminder. I'm actually a bit late." Miriam said. It had
definitely been worth it.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I'll get out of your hair then," she got up and put her
laptop back in her bag.

As she was bending down to squeeze out of the door, Miriam called after her,
"Oh, Elena?"

"Yeah?"

"After you graduate, are you interested in coming to work for me as a graduate
student?"

Elena turned around, her eyes lighting up, "yes! Yes I am."

"Ok, well, I'll see what I can do."

Elena was on cloud nine as she strutted out of the building. Despite the way
her mind felt so much clearer and faster now, she had known her long legacy of
struggling in school was going to make opportunities hard to come by. It
was part of why she had shown up in such a sexy outfit. Over the last two
weeks, her control over her pheromones had increased dramatically, and
she had come to understand that the more skin she showed the more effective
they were. Not only that, but she had figured out that they could evoke different
responses from people. The boundaries were a little fuzzy, but she had come to
identify several emotional poles in the response to her pheremones, and with an
effort of will she could shift between the poles. Her favorite was what she
thought of as the "helpful" pole, which, when emphasized, made the people around
her look for ways that they could help her. It left room for them to take initiative,
and didn't require her to tell them what to do. The "submissive" pole made people
defer to her. The "obedient" pole restricted the volition of people almost completely,
and allowed her to give commands that they would continue to follow even after
she was gone. The "fearful" pole was similar to the "submissive" pole but made
people cower rather than calmly submit. Finally the "horny" pole seemed to always
be present to some degree. Even if she was focused on terrifying someone, they
would get turned on by the experience.

She had been worried that Miriam wouldn't take her seriously, so she had been
planning on using "helpful" pheromones to make sure the Hall's researcher allowed
her a chance to work with her, but after an initial dose in the lobby, Elena
had found she didn't even really need pheromones.

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

"Hey Sarah, how you doing?"

"Pretty good, thanks," the little nurse said, taking the empty terrariums that
Elena held out to her. "we don't have as many guys as usual for you today."

"Hmm? Why?"

"We've, umm, run out. There was a big backlog of men with Hall's on the
waiting list, but you've cleared it out."

"Cleared it out like how? Like just for the area, or the country or what?"

Sarah shook her head, "no, globally."

"Umm, wow, ok. That's great! I'm glad I could help them all." In truth, Elena
was a bit annoyed. She had been looking forward to breaking eight feet tall,
and now she wasn't sure if she would grow the extra inch if her boobs didn't
have a steady supply of guys to gobble up. It also meant the gravy train
would stop. She had gotten used to getting $10,000 a day deposited in her
account, and she would miss the money. She had invested most of it, and
had found she had a knack for picking stocks, but she'd had to spend a
fair amount on custom clothing and food to keep up with her ever expanding
frame. She supposed many of those expenses would go away once she stopped
growing, but she didn't really want to stop. She was on the cusp of being
unable to fit through doors, but she didn't care. She still wanted to
get bigger.

"We'll call you whenever we get a new patient who's reached the stage where
they need to be absorbed. The number of men you can handle is based on breast
volume, and based on how fast you've said you're absorbing them you still
have plenty to spare. It shouldn't be a problem if you wait for a while before
absorbing again. Does that work for you?"

"Yeah, yeah, that sounds good to me. I guess I'll be seeing a bit less of you."
She reached out to take the offered terrariums. One of them only had five men in
it.

"See you Elena," Sarah waved as the mini giantess walked out the door, bending
down to squeeze through, the gray fabric of her clingy dress brushing against
the door frame where her breasts and hips pressed into it.

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

"Hi Parvati, you ready?" Elena asked, looming over the small Bangladeshi grad
student. Elena was wearing her favorite chrome heels, so the other woman was
half a head shorter than the massive Latina's crotch.

"Yes, I got here early to get things organized," the senior student said.

"Oh, thanks, that should save some time!" Elena's nipples stiffened.
She loved how everyone went out of their way to be helpful to her.
She could tell how much it made them happy to please her, so she didn't
even feel guilty about it.

Parvati smiled, feeling a glow of pride at the approval from the gorgeous amazon.
"yeah, hopefully." She picked up the measuring tape.

Elena knelt down and pulled her tight t-shirt over her head, then unhooked
her powerful bra. Parvati stared at the massive, perfect tits in front of
her. She knew from the last time they had done this that each one weighed
more than she did. She took looped the tape around the thickest part of
each of Elena's breasts, and took her bust and underbust measurements, then
punched all the measurements into the weight estimate program. "About
127 each. They gained another few pounds since last time," she reported.

"Makes sense, I absorbed six more guys this week so I've been growing a
little faster than usual. You want to start putting the electrodes on."

"Y-yeah," Parvati put down the measuring tape and picked up an electrode,
applying some gel to it before pressing it into Elena's flawless dusky
skin. When she had first started doing this, she had had to keep careful
track of exactly where she placed each of the hundreds of electrodes, but
Elena had patched the firmware of the EEG machine to make it autolocate
each of the electrodes before it started collecting data.

Once Parvati finished, Elena patted her on the head, "good job Parvati."

"T-thanks," Parvati beamed at the praise and condescending pat.

"Now, mind helping me concentrate?" Elena stood up and hiked up her
mini-skirt so she could slide her pink thong down by her ankles. Parvati's
pulse quickened at the sight of Elena's big perfectly formed pussy. She
felt Elena's strong hand take hold of the back of her head, enveloping it
like the massive woman was gripping a baseball. With inexorable strength,
Parvati's face was brought up to Elena's hot snatch. Parvati had to stand
on her tip toes on top of Elena's feet in order to reach, but she managed
to make it work.

Elena bit her lip as she felt the senior grad student begin licking and
sucking to please her. She focused her eyes on the computer screen to watch
the signals jump. She'd found that sexual pleasure helped her more effectively
control the signals, particularly those signals which were usually less
responsive. By now it was quite obvious that Elena had become more intelligent
once she started absorbing Hall's patients, and she was fairly sure that it
was because some of the neural tissue in her breasts had integrated with her
central nervous system. She believed the signals she could most easily manipulate
corresponded to the new addition to her nervous system, and the much more numerous
signals that were less responsive belonged to the men she had absorbed. At first,
she had thought that they were entirely unresponsive, but the last few times she
had tried a biofeedback session she had found she was able to move them a little.
When she did so, she felt a bunch of little presences brushing up against her mind.

She focused on the hard to move signals and the mental presences that came with
them, watching the monitors and learning how to get in closer and closer contact.
She bit back the noises Parvati's ministrations made her want to make, but the
waves of pleasure emanating from her snatch were doing what she had hoped.
Somehow the more Parvati's eager tongue worked back and forth over her
clit, the easier it was for her to feel the presences.

She continued staring at the screen, shoving Parvati's face into her pussy
for another 20 minutes, when she experienced a sudden breakthrough. She
became aware of a thousand little minds in contact with her own. In an
instant she knew the name and general self image of any that she focused
on. The communication with them was not verbal, at least not mostly, but
it was quite detailed. She was able to pull whole ideas out of their heads
fully formed, and push thoughts into their minds just as easily. She soon
realized it wasn't an equal relationship though. She had nearly complete
access to their memories and current thoughts, but the most they could
do to see what she was thinking was present a query to her, which she could
choose to answer or not. By observing their interactions with one another,
she could tell that this was how they communicated between themselves.
She seemed to have admin privileges to the minds of the men she had
absorbed. After the initial confusion as she figured out the new situation,
the first thing she noticed was their attitude towards her. They knew she
had just figured out how to interact with them and they were very exited.
She could see how they viewed the woman who had saved their lives by absorbing
them in her huge bust, and their attitude was one of total worship. Her
breaking through whatever barrier had separated her from the men in her breasts
was an intense religious experience for them. Most of them were remembering
their final sight as she lifted her bra to press them into the soft flesh
that would consume their bodies, dissolving their flesh while saving their
minds. In those memories, she was truly an awesome figure, as big as a hill
and seeming to glow with an awesome power. The lust they directed towards her
formed a significant portion of their attitude towards her. If she was a
goddess in their eyes, it was a sex goddess.

At the realization of how the men in her bosom viewed her, Elena came,
her body tensing up. Fortunately for Parvati, the giant Latina retained
enough self control to prevent her thighs from closing, since the huge
pillars of muscle were strong enough to crush a roll cage. Once she
stopped shuddering and was no longer in danger of moaning loudly
enough for people in neighboring labs to hear, she unclenched her jaw
and released Parvati. Looking at the monitors she saw that her orgasm
was clearly visible in artifacts in the brain waves. Her own waves
had spiked significantly, but the ones corresponding to the men in
her breasts had nearly flat lined. Examining their memories, she realized
that when she came their thoughts became sluggish and dull for the duration
of her orgasm, though they were just as flooded with pleasure as she was.
She instinctively knew this was significant, but she was not yet sure how.

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

"All the contacts are reading well," Arthur reported, looking at his
laptop. When he got an email from a first year Harvard neuroscience
grad student about collaborating six months earlier, he never imagined
their collaboration would be so fruitful. Her idea took his research
in a different direction than it was really supposed to go, but when
she showed up in person to explain it in person he and his PI had been
pretty quickly persuaded. Elena Lopez could be very persuasive. The
huge Latina had a way of making everyone around her see things her way.
Honestly, Arthur felt lucky she had chosen him as her assistant. That
was definitely what he was even though he was a 4th year MIT grad
student working in a totally different field and for a different PI.
He would have gladly devoted his time to her if she just wanted someone
to fetch coffee, but fortunately for him, their collaboration had been
very fruitful and he was about to publish a fairly groundbreaking
signal processing paper. Of course, she had already published three
first author papers based on their work together, and that didn't
even cover the pure neuroscience papers she had written using data
from the ebra they had designed.

"Excellent, thanks Arthur," Elena said in her throaty voice.
"Jose, can we get a sound check?"

"Can you hear me?" a somewhat synthetic sounding voice came out
of the speakers of Arthur's laptop.

"Yeah, we can hear you," Arthur replied.

"Good, good, you still hear the warble?"

"No, it sounds smooth," Elena replied. Jose and most of the other men
she had absorbed who used to be software engineers were collaborating
to improve the software for translating their brainwaves to internet
traffic to allow them to interact with the outside world. She and Arthur
had written the initial code, but her absorbed men had picked it up
from there, adding an audio mode when their prototype had just included
a text mode. Elena probably could have done a better job, but she
was pretty busy and she could tell they loved having a real project
to work on.

She pulled on a button down blouse that pulled tighter and tighter
around her form as she fastened the buttons. The crisp fabric
of her blouse was tight enough that the bumps left in her bra
by the electronics were visible.



// Scene where she gives a ted talk showing off her prototype ebra



// Scene where she gets annoyed at Miriam for not knowing how to do things right.
// Uses her pheromones to get what she wants.

// Scene where she defends her dissertation 18 months after she graduated from undergrad.
// It's implied that she used her pheromones to get around course requirements. She has
// her hi-fi bra that grants the guys in her boobs internet access.

// Scene where she meets with some of the families of the men in her tits after they have
// had a few weeks of being able to be in relatively high bandwidth contact with the
// guys (1kb/min). Actually, do this as experts from a documentary.





// she can make people: helpful, submissive, obedient, fearful, or horny with her pheromones
//                      or some combination of them

// She starts to get more and more annoyed with people as she gets smarter since
// she sees the best way to do things. She takes charge to make sure things
// are done right.
