
"We have so much to discuss, I want to know all the details!" Tina said
breaking when she saw her friend Ron walking towards her.

She spun around to fall in step with him and threw her arm across his
shoulders, something that was made easier by the fact that she had a
few inches on him. "Shelly is, like, so lucky to have you." She
continued.

"Actually-" Ron began, looking distinctly uncomfortable.

"Oh no!" Tina cut him off. "I'm sorry! I totally jumped the gun.
I'm horrible." Then, realizing that she had just cut him off,
she said, "Sorry, sorry, continue."

"Actually, Shelly told me that she doesn't want to go out with
me anymore." Ron said.

"Oh, no. How horrible of her. Let's boycott her immediately!"
She said.

Ron chuckled, "She's not a clothing brand."

"Whatever," Tina replied with a roll of her large green eyes.

After a pause she said, "This is all my fault. I set you guys up.
I should have known that Shelly couldn't be trusted with my friend's
heart. She's too flighty. I should have known."

"No no, it's not your fault." Ron said. He was only half lying. Tina
hadn't done anything to destroy his budding romance except be herself.
Unfortunately, being her unreasonably gorgeous self was more than enough
to leave Shelly feeling insecure about Ron spending any amount of time
with her. Ron wasn't going to give up one of his longest friendships
in favor of a new girlfriend, and that had been that.

If Ron was being honest with himself, his own reaction to Tina couldn't
have done too much to put Shelly's mind at ease. All Tina had to do
was walk into a room and he would catch himself staring at her. Every
inch of her was beautiful, from her thick head of fiery red hair to
her perfectly formed toes she was an absolute bombshell. Shelly had
caught him drooling over the way that Tina's huge boobs filled the
fuzzy sweaters she was so fond of on more than one occasion, and
no matter how many reassurances he made, she never seemed to fully
buy them.

"Well, stiff upper lip and all that." Tina said. "There are plenty
of fish in the sea."

"Yeah, but there isn't that much more time until bonding. I don't
want to be randomly assigned."

"Don't worry, you won't be randomly assigned." Tina said reassuringly.
"You just gotta get back on the horse."

"I know, but I'm still worried." Ron said.

Tina took her arm off his shoulder and stopped. He stopped as well,
turning to face her. "If it gets to be bonding day and you still haven't
found anyone, I'll bond with you." She said.

"R-really?" He asked. Ron, like most of the boys in his class, had been
lusting after Tina since middle school. He had even told her once, but
she had let him know in the gentlest of terms that she didn't see him
that way.

"But what about Jack and Kevin?" He asked.

Tina smiled, "I got measured at a 36K last time, so I should be able
to bond 3 guys. In fact, if I keep growing at this rate the government
might assign me a rando." The busty red-head cupped her breasts and
hefted them to show their mass.

Ron's breath grew ragged as he watched Tina's boobs jiggle and quake
beneath the taught white fabric of her sweater. It wasn't even close
to bonding time, and yet he was already feeling an urge to latch on
to Tina's huge udders and gulp down her milk as her pheromones did their
work on him. Every bonded woman produced pheromones which made men,
particularly those men she had bonded with, submissive and obedient,
but Tina had been filling the air around her with a vanilla aroma that
eroded the male will since puberty first hit. Pre-bonding pheromones
were pretty rare, but always indicated that the woman who produced
them would produce even more powerful pheromones upon bonding.

"Hello, earth to Ron." Tina said with a chuckle. She had known that
fondling herself like that would have some effect on him, but she
hadn't expected quite this much. Her body was becoming even more
powerful as she approached bonding.

"Umm, s-sorry." Ron stuttered. "Thank you for the offer. Hopefully,
I won't need to take you up on it."

"I'm sure you won't." Tina replied with a grin.

After they said goodbye, Tina watched as Ron walked away. She was
really hoping that her friend would find a nice girl to bond with.
She had made a similar offer to a lot of her other guy friends, and
she didn't want to end up having to bond like 7 guys. She doubted
even her incredible bust could produce enough milk to feed them
all. At the same time, there was something exciting about the idea
of bonding a lot of guys.

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

"Mmmm, this is nice." Amber said, snuggling back against Ken and pulling
his arms closer around her.

"Yeah," Her boyfriend agreed. They were sitting in the school news paper
club room, and for the moment, they had it all to themselves.

Amber relaxed and let herself just drink in the enjoyable warmth of Ken's
body. The moment was shattered when the door to the room opened and Tina
walked in. She wore a tiny pair of daisy dukes with a half inch of pocket
dangling out of the bottom of each leg hole and a V-necked green t-shirt
stretched so thin that her cleavage was clearly visible even below her
plunging neckline. The dents her large nipples made in her thin t-shirt
made it very obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, as if she wanted to
advertise just how full of milk her huge boobs were. As bonding time
approached, lots of girls were experiencing growth spurts, and Tina was
growing faster than anyone.

Amber had gained about half an inch, but Tina seemed to have grown nearly
half a foot. Amber would have been surprised to learn that she was any shorter
than 6'3". Of course the curvy red head hadn't just grown taller. Her bust
had been expanding so fast that she never seemed to have a bra that fit her
anymore and her hips had been growing at a similar rate. Tina had always been
unfairly pretty, but her pre-boding changes had taken her to the next level.
Amber seethed with jealousy at the way Tina's countenance seemed to light up
the room, at the way that her cascade of flaming locks outlined her face
like the sun, at the way her long legs seemed to go on forever, at the
enchanting twinkle in her large green eyes that always seemed to full of
life, at the flawlessness of her peaches-and-cream skin, at the way she
flooded the space around her with pheromones more powerful than any
fully bonded woman that Amber had met.

"Hey guys!" Tina said cheerfully, sitting down across from them in a motion
that left her chest moving for a few seconds after she stopped.

"Hi Tina!" Ken replied.

*God he's like a fucking puppy.* Amber thought. "Hi Tina." She echoed
in a more reserved tone.

"So, Ken, the boys are planning to do a paintball thing. Sort of a last
hurra before everyone settles down." Tina said.

Amber could feel Ken getting an erection as Tina's presence worked its
influence on him. "That sounds awesome."

In irritation Amber asked, "Wait, are you going Tina?"

Tina laughed, "Obviously."

"So its paintball for 'the boys'" Amber made quotes in the air with
her fingers, "and you."

Tina looked taken aback, "I'm sorry for wanting to hang out with some
of my oldest friends."

"It just sounds like it is supposed to be a pre-bonding stag party.
Girls normally don't go to those." Amber said, getting more and more
annoyed. Tina's relationship with her boyfriend had always annoyed
her, but the idea of Tina going to his stag party was just too much.

"Ok, I guess someone is into gender norms." Tina said with a chuckle,
surprised at the venom in Amber's voice. "Don't worry, I'm not going
to steal your boyfriend."

Amber turned beat red. She had never felt so angry and humiliated.
It didn't help that Ken had continued to get more and more aroused
throughout the whole exchange. "I- uuuuurrrrrg!" she exclaimed.
"Come on Ken, we're leaving." She got up and grabbed his hand to
pull him out of the room after her.

"No." Ken said, staying put and pulling his hand away from her.
"I don't know what's gotten into you, but Tina is my friend and
I don't think she deserves to be treated that way."

"Fine!" Amber said, spinning on her heel and storming out the
door.

A few seconds after she left Tina gave Ken a meaningful look
and said, "Ooookaayyy" stretching the word like a piece of
gum being pulled apart. She laughed, "Wow."

Ken couldn't help but notice the way that Tina's cleavage jiggled
as she laughed. The scent of vanilla filled the room making it
hard to concentrate on anything but the mass of Tina's chest.
"Yeah, that was pretty crazy." He said distractedly.

Tina noticed the way he was staring at her boobs and her nipples
stiffened. She may have just ruined her friend's relationship, which
she felt guilty about, but she also found it kind of hot. "You should
probably go after her." She said.

"Yeah, you're right." Ken said. He sighed, "She's just been so moody
lately." He didn't mention that her mood swings almost always corresponded
to his interactions with Tina.

"You guys have been going strong for almost a year now." Tina said
encouragingly. "Don't worry, you'll work it out."

"Yeah, but what if we don't? I don't have time to find someone else to bond
with." Ken said.

"I'm sure it won't come to that." Tina said, then seeing that he still
wasn't encouraged, "And if it does, I'll bond with you. At the rate my
girls are growing I'll be able to handle three or four guys." She said,
cupping her breasts and pressing them together with a playful smile.

Ken stared at the way that her boobs surged up under the pressure of
her hands, his breath coming in ragged little gasps. Tina noticed his
fascination and decided to give in to her naughty side "You have to
admit, they are pretty big, huh."

"Y-yeah." He stammered.

"Then don't worry. I'll always be here ready to feed you if things
don't work out." She got up and came closer until her breasts hung
right in front of his face. "Can you do that for me? Can you not
worry?" Her pheromones flooded Ken's brain, making him completely
helpless before her.

"Y-yeah." He stammered.

"Ok!" She said, standing back up in a quick motion that set her bust
quaking, "then go get 'em tiger!"

Ken stood up to obey, but Tina stopped him, "Although, you might want
to make a quick pit-stop in the bathroom first." She said gesturing
to the spreading stain in the crotch of his pants.

"Oh!" Ken said turning bright red. "S-s-sorry." He stammered.

Tina giggled, "Don't worry about it. Now go, go!"

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

"Hey Mom, can you measure me?" Tina called.

Liz Marsh sighed and saved the document she was working on. Tina had been
asking to be measured a lot lately, but it was hard to begrudge her
daughter the requests considering how fast the girl's body was changing.

"Tina, that thing is way too small on you." Liz said when she saw the
gold bikini which was stretched to the max of Tina's chest.

"I know. I was just trying it on to see if I should throw it out."
She replied.

"That's a definite yes." Liz said, marveling at the size of her daughter's
body. Liz was not a small woman, standing 5'10", but her daughter was head
and shoulders taller than her, putting her massive bust right at eye level
for her mother. Liz was a curvaceous woman, just like her daughter, but
Liz was pretty sure she would be have been able to fit both of her 36F-cup
breasts into a single cup of one of Tina's bras if the girl actually had
any.

Tina smirked. Her body was entrancing to everyone, even her own mother.
"Do you want to measure my boobs first?" She asked.

"N-no, lets measure your height first like usual." Liz said, realizing
that she had been staring.

"Ok." Tina said, walking over to stand with her back to the wall.

Liz reached up holding a book and marked a spot on the wall, standing
on her tip-toes to do so. Pretty soon she was going to need a chair.

Tina stepped away and read "Wow, 6'8". I'm huge."

Liz laughed, "I could have told you that."

Liz went over and got a tape measure from where it lay on Tina's desk.
"Ok, arms up." She said.

Tina complied and Liz brought the tape up to wrap around her daughter's
chest. "60 inches" She read incredulously "That's 6 inches bigger than
the last time we measured you."

"Wow, I guess my body is really getting ready for bonding." Tina
said with a proud grin. "What's my underbust measurement?" She asked.

Liz's head felt fuzzy. It was hard to concentrate this close to Tina's
chasm of cleavage, but she managed to move the tape down as Tina
lifted her massive jugs up to allow her access. "38 inches" Liz read.

"So that makes what, a V-cup?" Tina asked. "I'm definitely not going
to be allowed to bond just two guys."

Liz moved the tape down to Tina's waist, "30 inches" she said.
On Tina's large frame her waist looked tiny, especially when compared
with her broad hips and bulging butt, which looked like they had been
growing apace with her bust.

Liz confirmed her observation by measuring Tina's hips, "60 inches"

"Wow, my hips are twice as big as my waist!" Tina said, "that's like
totally crazy. Thanks for measuring me mom!"

"You're welcome Tina." Liz said, "It's exciting to see you developing
into such a big girl!" She said. She really was quite happy for her
daughter. Everyone knew that bigger, and especially bustier, women
tended to do better in life. People were generally more deferential
to bustier women for reasons that were not entirely understood.
It had something to do with the fact that they produced more and more
powerful pheromones than women with smaller busts, but they also had
an effect on people who couldn't possibly be exposed to pheromones.
The average cup size among celebrities was an H-cup even though the
American average was a C-cup, and a similar trend could be observed
in positions of power across the country. Liz herself had certainly
benefited from the effects of her large bust, and she was glad that
her daughter would enjoy such an overwhelming advantage over her
peers.

"Me too!" Tina said with a grin, giving her boobs a cheeky bounce.

Liz watched Tina's chest jiggle for longer than she should have before
turning around and saying that she had to get back to work.


After her mother left, Tina went over to her computer and pulled up the
government chart mapping cup-size to recommended bonding number. She had
been on track to bond with two guys before her recent growth spurt,
but now the chart recommended bonding with four boys. More than that
would be overbonding. Tina couldn't help but be proud. Nearly half of
girls were not even large enough to bond a single boy on their own.
In those cases, the chart recommended doubling up. Tina was busty enough
to take over for eight different women.

Tina knew about overbonding at a high level, but she wanted to learn more,
so she searched for articles about it. The wikipedia article gave a pretty
good overview. While technically illegal, it was never really prosecuted,
as the perpetual shortage of capacity on the female side of the bonding
equation generally meant that people were glad when someone took more boys
out of circulation. Very few women were capable of overbonding in the first
place, generally only those capable of bonding two or more boys normally.
In cases of overbonding, a girl bonded with more boys than she could
reasonably feed. Instead of rejecting the bonding as normally happened
though, her body would go into overdrive, causing her to have a massive
growth spurt. To fuel the growth, her body would cannibalize the bodies
of the boys she bonded with, causing them to shrink and her to grow
until they reached equilibrium.

As she read more about overbonding, Tina's nipples stiffened beneath
the thin gold fabric of her bikini. For some reason the idea of bonding
with so many boys that her boobs gobbled them up made her aroused.
The article listed a number of celebrities who were suspected of having
overbonded, and Tina got even more excited when she realized that she
was already bigger than almost all of them. *If I'm bigger than them
now, imagine how big I could get if I overbonded.* She thought to herself.
*I would be a fucking goddess.*

Tina bit her lip and slipped a hand beneath her bikini bottom so that
she could slide two fingers into the wetness between her legs. With
the other hand she alternated between scrolling down the page and fondling
her huge boobs. When she got to a section called "Absorption" it felt like
her chest was on fire with pleasure. Each time her hand sank into one of her
breasts, fingers spread wide but not wide enough to avoid being overwhelmed
by her pale flesh, she felt as if a thousand sparks flew from her fingertips
and traveled back and forth along the nerves between her breasts and her
pussy.

The absorption section of the article detailed how, in a few rare cases,
a woman had bonded with so many men that one of them shrank down to six
inches or less in height. It took some time for an overbonded woman's body
to realize that she had enough milk to feed all of her bonded men, so
she would often continue consuming their mass for a few days or weeks
after they achieved equilibrium. If the transfer had developed enough
momentum a man could reach a tiny size and then be wholly absorbed
into the breast of the woman who had bonded with him. Women who absorbed
their bondmates tended to have a large impact on history, being larger,
more intelligent, stronger even for their size, living longer, and most
of all more able to dominate the wills of those around them.

Absorption almost never happened without coercive overbonding, which had
pretty much disappeared as monarchies had fallen around the globe. A tiny
handful of celebrities around the globe were know or suspected to have
absorbed their bondmates, but it was not like the days were a princess
would bond a dozen or more men. As Tina read, she imagined herself as a
princess in the days of old, her swollen breasts draining a harem of
boys until each one disappeared into her ever growing bustline. She
pawed herself spasmodically and came in a sudden rush that left her
gasping and flushed.

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

"Hey guys," Jack said. "How's it going?"

"Oh, hi Jack." Ken replied, feeling a little pang of wariness. When Jack
and Tina had first started dating, Jack had been a bit of a dick, seeming
to think that he was better than Tina's old friends because he was an
athlete. Tina had straitened him out pretty quick, but Ken could never
bring himself to fully trust the transformation, even years later.

"You ready for some paintball?" Jack asked. "I know I am. I gotta rep
Springfield Lacrosse. Show you guys how it's done!" He said it with a
smile, but there was an edge in his voice that let the other boys
know that he really intended to win.

"We'll see!" Ron said with an affable smile. Ron was quick to forgive and
forget, and of all of Tina's friends he was closest to Jack, welcoming
him into the fold despite his rough edges.

They were interrupted when a red SUV pulled into the parking lot next
to them and Tina got out of the drivers seat. As always, Jack felt
a haze of lust when his girlfriend came into view, though it was more
intense than it ever had been before. Jack was a big guy at 6' tall,
but now he felt small as Tina straightened up to her full height.
Just a few months ago, she had been shorter than him, but now she was
so much bigger. The night before she had sent him a picture of herself
absolutely bursting out of a blue bra that had just arrived from a custom
seamstress. "I guess I grow faster than shipping XD" she had said.
She had also informed him that she now stood 7 feet tall in her bare feet.
Her matter-of-fact descriptions of her own growth had made it difficult
for Jack to stop masturbating even after he had cum multiple times.

Kevin, Tina's other boyfriend, got out of the passenger side of Tina's
car and walked over to them. There was a time when Jack had been annoyed
by Tina having another boyfriend. He had even tried to break up with
her over it a few times, but Tina had started talking about how it
was her duty because of her big boobs, which lead to her hefting and
massaging and displaying her boobs to Jack, which lead to Jack falling
into a submissive lusty haze and dropping the matter. It had only happened
a few times before Tina had him thoroughly trained not to question it.
That dynamic governed a lot of their relationship. Jack was hardly the
same person that had first started dating Tina. The voluptuous red-head
had decided that she liked the look of him, but didn't much like his
personality, so she had changed it with hardly more effort than most
people put into re-arranging a desk. She had so effortlessly broken him
to her will even before her massive pre-bonding growth spurt, so whatever
hope he might have of resisting her will had long since been shattered.

Tina walked over to her friends, noting with satisfaction the way their
eyes followed her. Tina had always been jaw-droopingly gorgeous, but it
now felt like she had entered a new relm of womanhood. Her beauty was
transfixing, overwhelming, almost an inhuman force. She loved it. The
part of her who felt guilty about teasing her long time friends, some
of whom had girlfriends, was growing dimmer and dimmer. On the other
hand the part of her who wanted to just take what she wanted because
she could was waxing.

Ken watched in awe as Tina approached. Like him, she was wearing sweat
pants and a sweatshirt, but whereas his were baggy on him, her sweats
clung to her curves. He recognized the black sweatshirt she wore
by the thoroughly distorted words "Alpha Bitch" stretched across her
chest, so he knew that it was an XXL. It had been quite loose on her when
she first got it a year ago, and it still was around her waist and arms, but 
her chest looked like it was going to tear the poor thing in half.

Ken wasn't the tallest guy around at 5'8", so he was used to looking up
at his friend, but she now stood over a head taller than him, putting her
massive bosom right at eye level. She wasn't just taller, she was bigger
all over. Ken hadn't seen Tina loose an arm wrestling match since the
fifth grade, so he knew that her compact muscles possessed an expected
strength for their size. Now her arms and legs were thicker than his,
pillars of coiled feminine muscle. She was perhaps a bit more muscular than
was entirely fashionable, but it did not detract from her beauty. It somewhat
put Ken in mind of one of the powerful warrior queens of old.

Tina let them stare for a little bit before saying, "Come on, let's go
get our guns."

The boys followed behind her like a line of ducklings, transfixed by
her swaying hips, and entirely content to trail after their flame
haired goddess of a friend. The guy working behind the counter was
visibly entranced from the moment Tina entered the squat building
at the edge of the paint ball arena. He was a little over-eager to
attend her when she explained what she was there for, and tripped
over his own feet rushing to bring her her paint ball gun. He
and another employee stumbled their way through a safety lecture,
loosing their train of thought every other sentence or so. Tina
refrained from making it any easier for them, sitting with her back
slightly arched so that her buoyant chest thrust even further out
and staring intently at them with her large emerald eyes. More
and more these days, Tina was relishing what her body did to men,
turning them into helpless puddles of lust. The way other girls looked
at her was every bit as delightful. She could tell they resented her,
but they couldn't help but acknowledge her inherent superiority. She
was so much bigger than all the other girls in her school now that it
was almost comical. It was like she was a different species, a better
one.

After the paint ball employees finished their lecture, the group
spilled out a doorway at the back of the shop and fanned out to
find cover. A minute later a bell sounded and the paint began to fly.
Tina was a big and very distinctive target, but she used her natural
athleticism ruthlessly, shooting with remarkable accuracy even as her
long legs moved her between cover faster than her opponents could
track. Her team won the first round overwhelmingly, thanks largely
to her battlefield prowess, and her sweats remained unblemished.

The subsequent rounds followed a similar pattern of utter domination
by the red headed bomb shell. No matter how they switched up the teams,
Tina's team always won by a ton. It was an hour before she was hit
by a single paint ball, and that was from a boy she had already
tagged with her own gun. To make things more interesting, she
suggested handy-capping her team by moving a few players over to the
other team. When that didn't have any impact, they moved some more,
then a few more. She won the last six rounds of the day fighting
alone against the combined forces of her friends. At the end of
the day the only paint on her was from the single solitary ball that
had found her after she had eliminated its sender earlier in the day.

"I'm kinda disappointed in you guys," she said with a giggle, "I was
looking forward to proving how tough I am by getting shot up."

"We did try," Ron said, "you never told us you were a paint ball
goddess."

"Oh," Tina said cheerily, "I had never tried it before today."

"Figures." Ken said. Tina had always been the best at everything.
As far as he knew she had never studied or gotten anything less
than a perfect score. She had been the captain of three different
sports teams since her sophomore year. She had played the lead in
the school play for the last two years, singing and dancing her
way through performances so riveting and sensual that they had
been all anyone could talk about for weeks.

"This was so fun you guys!" Tina said, skipping along towards
the parking lot in a motion that set her curves into hypnotic
motion. "I know, let's go to the pond to wash off the paint!"

The boys quickly agreed. Kevin's family had a lot of land,
which included a small pond nestled between a few hills behind
his house. It was fed by a few warm springs, and the friends
had grown up swimming in it. The pond and the skimpy swim suits
that Tina wore there had been the source of most of her friends
sexual awakenings during puberty. Teasing her friends at the pond
had been something Tina always enjoyed, and she hadn't really had
a chance to do so since her latest growth spurt. Her nipples stiffened
in anticipation, making visible dents in her sweat shirt.


Night was beginning to fall as they pulled into the little turnaround
by the pond, but the moon was out, washing the landscape in its cool
beams and making Tina's hair stand out in its gleaming brightness against
the darkening background. They got out of their cars and walked over to
the shore of the pond.

"I didn't bring a suit." Ron said.

"Neither did I." Tina replied, sliding her fingers under the hem of
her sweatshirt and tugging it over her head. The boys fell into a
hushed, almost reverent silence as Tina's young bountiful breasts
were pulled up by the motion before falling heavily back down against
her chest to jiggle and wobble in earthquakes of such grandeur that
none of the onlookers could ever recall having seen something so
majestic. Even encased in her overstretched sports bra, her breasts
were truly a sight to behold. She was so much bigger than she had
been just a few months ago. She was bigger than any ordinary woman,
better than any ordinary woman.

Knowing that they were staring and reveling in it, Tina folded her
sweatshirt slowly and bent to slide her pants down her long
legs. She could tell the strip tease was affecting them, overloading
them with erotic images as the lacy panties sliding into the crack
between the gargantuan hemispheres of her ass were slowly revealed
in the moonlight. She slid the pants down her long legs slowly,
letting the anticipation build as they got to see more and more of
her pale pillars of perfection. As she bent lower, she squeezed
her elbows together, forcing her massive chest to bulge even further
out of her bra, displaying more and more pale moonlit cleavage to the
crowd of entranced boys around her.

She folded her pants just as slowly and deliberately as she had her
top, setting it carefully on top of the other garment. Raising her
arms above her head and standing on her tip-toes she smiled, "That
feels good." She said, "Freeing!" she let her arms slowly fall down
to her side, straining in a stretch that thrust her chest forward.

"Well, don't just stand there. Are you going to go swimming or not?"
She demanded.

At her hastening, the boys began rapidly stripping off their clothes.
Where Tina's motions had been slow and sensual, theirs looked like the
jerky motions of small boys who had been told to clean up their rooms a
week previous and were about to face a reckoning if they did no have
something to show for themselves. Each was so nervous in the presence
of their sexy and half-clad friend that several tripped over their
own clothes in their haste to remove them.

Every one of them, Tina noticed with secret delight, was fully
erect. "I would ask if you had all stuffed your pockets with
banana's, but I can see you don't have any." She joked.

"S-Sorry Tina." Mike said as he and the other boys flushed in
embarrassment.

"Don't be sorry." She smiled, "It's a perfectly natural, physical
reaction. It is getting pretty close to bonding time, so you're
just looking for a girl to latch onto, and I am a very big girl
after all." At the word big she hefted her considerable chest,
"To be honest," she continued licking her lips, "it's a little
flattering."

"Sometimes I worry that my boobs are too big," she lied, "but
seeing you all staring like this make me feel like there is a
reason I've grown so big. I know a lot of you have girlfriends,
but you're, like, totally beholden to them at this point. Nothing
bad happens to them if they back out of a bond, but it's different
for boys. You should all have a safe backup plan, and now that
I have grown this much I can be a backup plan for you all."
She smiled warmly, "Only if you need it of course." Her words
made her succulent bosom suddenly seem much more accessible to
the assembled boys.

With that she began tugging her bra over her head. It slid up
inch by agonizing inch, exposing more and more of her underboob
cleavage. The boys assembled in front of her began to let out
little groans. When her breast flesh began to pick up speed as
it slid from under her bra it was as if the overwhelming weight of
her boobs was coming down not just on her chest, but on their wills.
They felt utterly submissive to the moonlit goddess before them.
She discarded her bra casually on top of her other clothes and
flipped her long tresses back over her shoulders. When she noticed
that they were all holding their cocks, she smiled. "It is ok to
touch yourselves. I know you can't help yourselves."

She bent and hooked her thumbs through the tops of her panties so
that she could begin sliding them slowly down her thighs by rocking
her shoulders back and forth in a motion which set her pendulous
breasts swaying. Most of the boys orgasmed before she had even fully
removed her panties from her ass. A few managed to hold out until
they had reached mid-thigh. Not one made it past her knees.

They reeled like a school of stunned fish as she walked majestically
past them and into the still water of the pond. She relished the way
the black mud squelched between her toes as she walked in, but little
could distract her from the elation she felt at having so easily brought
all of the boys to orgasm.

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Brianna sat alone in the library meeting room doing nothing as her
nervousness built. She normally didn't put much effort into school, and she
had planned on coasting through this project, but then she had gotten
paired up with Tina. She still remembered how intimidated she had felt as
the tall, busty red-head had walked over to her. When Tina had divided up the
work, Brianna had been ill prepared to resist the commands of the larger
girl, and so, dedicated slacker that she was, she had ended up working day
and night in the hopes of pleasing her partner. The whole time her resentment
towards the voluptuous bombshell had been building, but not enough to disobey.
*She's not better than me just because she had bigger boobs.* Brianna had
thought to herself several times, unable to stop comparing her own A-cups
to Tina's massive melons. Of course, in her heart, she knew that Tina was
better than her in just about every way, and the urge to submit to her was
an overwhelming force from her lizard brain.

"Hi Brianna!" Tina said with a smile, seeming to fill up the entire doorway
with her curvy frame.

"hitina" Brianna said softly. Tina had never been one to downplay her body,
but lately she had been showing it off to an absurd degree, and today she wore
one of her skimpiest outfits yet. Her flannel shirt had the sleeves cut off and
was unable to even reach halfway across her chest to button. Instead, she had
tied it under her breasts, making it look more like a low cut bikini top than
a shirt. Her midriff was entirely bare, and she wore a pair of pink
short-shorts that had been small on her before her current growth spurt.
Now, the shorts were bunched up between her ass cheeks, while more than
half of her smooth cheeks were on display. Brianna hated her for it, but could
not dream of displaying a hint of defiance to the goddess in front of her.

"Have you been able to finish your half?" Tina asked.

"Umm. Yeah." Brianna replied, "Here, take a look." She said, handing over
the documents she had printed out before the meeting.

"Thanks!" Tina replied. "You mind if I look it over and make suggestions?"

"Of course not."

"Great!" Tina said, sitting down with a bounce and fishing a pencil case out
from within her cleavage. She pulled out a red pen and began rapidly reading
the document and marking it up. Brianna grew more and more nervous as she
realized that Tina was mostly striking things out.

As Brianna watched, she felt herself grow angrier and angrier. She had slaved
over the assignment, and now Tina was just shitting all over it. It didn't
help that Joe had just broken up with her, and she was confident that it had
something to do with the fact that Tina had offered herself up as a "backup
plan" to any boy who didn't have a girlfriend come bonding time. Joe had never
been happy about the fact that Brianna's small chest was almost certain to cause
him to shrink a little when they bonded, so she wasn't all that surprised when
he had jumped on a chance at Tina's tits. The rumor mill had it that
Joe wasn't the only boy ditching his girlfriend. Of course Tina hadn't done
anything to stop it. If anything, she had encouraged it, wearing ever more
scandalous outfits, flirting outrageously with every boy in the school, and
constantly making jokes about how her boobs could feed an army.

"Ok, I think I've left some good comments." Tina said, sliding the document
back to Brianna. There was more red ink than black on the pages. "Would you
mind taking those comments into account?" She asked.

Brianna looked down at the page with a sinking feeling. "Y-yes Tina." she
stammered.

"Great, thanks!" Tina said with a smile, standing up to loom over Brianna.

Looking up at the towering red head, Brianna couldn't help but compare herself
to the young goddess. In her aggressively high black wedge sandals, Tina was
close to eight feet tall, which put her crotch right in front of Brianna's face.
Even if she were to get to her feet Brianna's 5'2" frame would not have reached
Tina's elbows. One of Tina's boobs was wider than Brianna's shoulders, large
enough to completely enfold the smaller girl. Tina's bearing was that of a queen
looking down on her subjects. She knew she was better than Brianna, and she
didn't care if the smaller girl knew that she knew. To her horror, Brianna
realized that the mini giantess in front of her possessed a smaller waist
than her despite the difference in their sizes. Brianna had a bit of a gut,
which she had always felt anxious about, but Tina's waist didn't seem to have
grown at all even as the rest of her had been exploding during her pre-bonding
growth spurt. Her broad hips more than doubled her waist in size, which only
made Brianna even more aware that her own waist was even larger than her
hips. Brianna tried to look up at Tina's face, but the other girl's bust was
to large to allow her to see. In fact, Tina's huge tits thrust so far forward
that they actually hung over Brianna's head like a roof.

Tina brought her hand up to pull her hair back behind her ears, going into
a stretch that arched her back and emphasized her body even more as she
did so. She knew that standing this close to Brianna for this long was making
the other girl practically die of envy and shame at her inability to match
Tina, but she didn't care. She loved being better, especially lately. Whenever
she used her body to dominate or humiliate those around her, it felt so right,
like it was her destiny.

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All Ken could think about was Tina. She dominated his dreams and his waking
fantasies with equal vigor, so much that he had trouble telling when he was
awake and when he was asleep. It had been building to a fever pitch over the
last few weeks as his body grew more and more awash with bonding hormones and
she wore skimpier and skimpier outfits to school. He didn't know quite how she
had managed to so flagrantly violate the dress code, but it might have had
something to do with the way the principle and vice principle had taken to
calling her "Mistress Tina".

His friend had always had a aggressive and domineering side to her personality,
but in the past it had been tempered by a genuine sweetness. Lately though,
Tina seemed to have shed her sweetness and embrace her overwhelming power.
Ken saw it as a rightful evolution. Tina had been made to rule, and he wanted
nothing more than to be ruled by her.

Now it was bonding day, and he was headed towards the gymnasium. The bonding
tradition was for girls to be spread out between different rooms around campus
with their names published on a list. Boys could approach each of them and
petition them to bond. Normally 20 or 30 girls were housed in the gymnasium,
but this year Tina's name had been the only one on the list for that
location.

As Ken walked, the foot traffic got heavier and heavier. It seemed that he was
not the only one who planned to go to the gym to petition Tina. He wasn't too
worried. He had been friends with Tina for a long time, and most of these
guys didn't even know her. In fact, he was pretty sure that some of them didn't
even go to the school. The rumors about her offer had gotten out on social
media, and it seemed that some of her many instagram followers had decided
to make a pilgrimage.

He entered the gym and immediately forgot about the crowd that surrounded him.
Tina's interpretation of a bonding dress didn't look much like one of the
traditional flowing pure white garments. It was white, but that was the only
resemblance it bore to a normal bonding dress. It clung to her skin like a
desperate lover, its thin fabric only making it a quarter of the way down
her thighs before it allowed her impossibly long legs to be on display.
Two straps dug into her shoulders before swooping down into a low and
deep U-neck that exposed the tops of her breasts as well as a couple feet
of cleavage. To make it cover her even less, a pattern of diamond shaped holes
marched up the center, exposing her belly button and even more breast flesh.
The only place her cleavage was hidden was where an inch thick strip of fabric
joined the top of the largest keyhole with her neckline.

Tina would have towered over the crowd of approaching boys in her bare feet, but
her 8" white platform shoes gave her an even bigger boost. None of them seemed
to be aware of one another, they were all just staring at her with glassy lust
addled eyes. When she had resolved to try to convince boys to overbond with her
she had expected to get six or seven. Now though, she thought she could handle
even more than that without overbonding. She had actually started to worry that
she wouldn't be able to find enough boys to bond with her. Looking out at the
sea of boys stumbling towards her in a daze, she realized that overbonding would
not be hard after all.

"I suppose you are all here to petition me." She said with a grin. She already
owned them all. "You and you." She said, pointing to two boys at random. "Come
here." She commanded, snapping her fingers and pointing right in front of her.

As they approached, she slid her arms through her dress straps and let it pool
down around her waist. The boys gasped as her huge milk-swollen udders were
bared. Several twitched in visible orgasm. Tina's body cried out to bond.
She was just as much under the influence of her hormones as they were, and
her body was telling her to pump them all so full of milk that they burst.
She steeled herself not to give in to her instincts. She had a lot of milk,
more than any dozen other girls, but she still had to conserve it if she wanted
to bond all of her petitioners.

The first pair of boys got within arms reach, so she grabbed them and shoved
her nipples in their mouths. They suckled desperately while Tina's body cried
out at her to let down, but she resisted and only let out a trickle. After a
few seconds, she ripped their mouths from her boobs and cast them aside.
They wanted to protest that they had hardly had any, but disobeying the flame
haired goddess who had just bonded them was impossible.

Tina snapped her fingers and another pair approached. She fed them just as she
had the first, then cast them aside, demanding new supplicants. Soon two orderly
lines had formed as the boys understood and accepted her will. She fed each
one so little milk that an ordinary woman would not have been able to establish
a bond, but just as Tina was stronger, smarter, and more beautiful than any
ordinary girl, her milk was more potent.

She continued to feed them two at a time for an hour before she started to
feel hungry. She told four of her new bondmates to go get her as much food
as they could carry. Though she had been processing boys pretty fast, they kept
coming in, more than went to the school. Tina realized that rumors about her
"backup plan" deal must have gotten out online. She was overbonding to an
absurd degree. There was no way she would be able to feed all of these boys
without growing far larger.

When the food arrived, Tina paused to eat, gulping it down in huge bites
and hardly pausing to chew. Even as she ate, she could feel her deflated
breasts filling up with more milk as her body processed the food into milk
almost as soon as she got it. In the half hour it took her to eat, her
breasts had nearly completely re-filled with milk.

She put her hand on her swollen belly and rubbed it appreciatively. "You
four and you four." She said, snapping her fingers, "go get get me twice
as much food. As many calories as you can get." She then turned to the
line and motioned for them to approach once again. Her heels were already
starting to pinch and the hem of her dress was creeping up her legs as her
ass swelled even larger.

The boys resumed their steady advance towards her, falling into the rhythm of
sucking on her breasts for just long enough to get a mouthful of milk before
being cast aside. It was getting so crowded in the gym that she sent the boys
she had already bonded who were not actively attending her outside to make
more space for newcomers.

Of their own volition, Tina's new bondmates were reaching out to their friends,
telling them to come down to bond with Tina. They sent pictures and links to
the many images and videos that Tina herself had put online by way of
motivation. They knew they were witnessing a goddess being born, and they
wanted to do whatever they could to fuel her ascension. None of them thought
about the fact that they were all increasingly likely to end up as a tiny
part of Tina's ever growing body, or if they did they felt lucky.

For her part, Tina felt ecstatic. She knew this wasn't normal. She knew that
one girl wasn't supposed to be able to so easily trick hundreds of guys into
giving up everything for her. Despite that, the siren song of Tina's body
had the boys helpless to resist her. She felt as if she could take anything
she wanted from anyone. She was already so much better than anyone she had
ever met, and she couldn't wait to find out what she was about to become.

Her dress had begun to tear at the seems. She stepped out of her shoes
because they were pinching too much. It also helped the boys reach
her nipples, as the last couple score of her bondmates had struggled
with her increasing height.

The second round of food arrived, so Tina demanded to be fed. She
refused to kneel to make it easier for her servants, so they had to
work in teams of two, with one sitting on another's shoulders to
reach her mouth. To Tina's irritation, the boys on the bottom tired
quickly, and they were frequently swapping places. To fix the situation,
she called in two new teams of attendants so that they could take
shifts and not have to pause in feeding as much. She also sent off for
more food, as there was no sign that the stream of sacrifices to the
nascent goddess was slowing down.

The boys who bonded with her were now stepping away with visibly looser
clothing. Tina's body had realized that she had bonded far more boys than
she could possibly feed and had begun aggressively stealing mass from them.
They were only suckling from her for a few seconds, but that was now enough
to cause a few inches of shrinkage. Of course, this shrinkage was matched
by accelerating growth for Tina, who was now approaching ten feel in
height.

The boys no longer had any chance of reaching the young giantess's nipples
on their own, so she had started picking them up, cupping her hands beneath
their butts in order to lift them up to her breasts.

A few of her slaves had gone to fetch ladders so that they could continue to
feed her in order to keep her milk production going strong. Despite the fact
that Tina's breasts were growing larger by the minute, she had started giving
each of her petitioners even less milk, as it was growing more and more potent.

Tina had always had a beautiful face, but now it was becoming absolutely
breathtakingly enchanting. Even if she had been a flat chested shrimp, she
could have brought any room to its knees with her angelic countenance.
Her hair had always been incredible, but now it almost seemed to glow as it
flowed down her body like a river of fire, adding to her angelic nature. If
Tina was an angel, she was an avenging one, for her beauty had a dangerous,
almost predatory edge to it.

As Tina's boobs continued to seal the fate of hundreds of boys, the Internet
was going wild. Many of her worshipers were streaming her ascension live, and
boys all over the country, and indeed the world were diving into cars with
their friends to make the journey to the flame haired goddess who was flowering
before the world's eyes.

"Mistress!" Tina looked down in irritation. One of her slaves was trying to
get her attention. He was waving his phone and totally ruining the ecstasy
she was getting from re-orienting the priories of an unending stream of
boys to focus on what was really important: her.

"What is it?" She asked, "you better make this quick."

"Everyone is going crazy about you online! More boys are coming from all over!
I-I I think you could really speed it up if you spoke directly to your fans!"

Tina looked down at him for a long moment before breaking into a warm smile.
"That's a wonderful idea." Of course, such a video would be direct proof
that she had intentionally overbonded, but Tina didn't think that laws really
applied to what she was becoming.

"Ok, everyone get their phones out." She said. Her slaves hastened to obey.

She flipped her hair to the side, "Hi, I'm Tina Marsh. We all know that there
just isn't enough milk to go around, and boys and men are constantly going
hungry when they shouldn't. Human biology doesn't give boys many choices.
They have one shot at bonding, and usually just one girl they can realistically
do it with. What boys need is choices. It's great when plan A works out, but
you need a backup plan. I've been blessed," at the word 'blessed' she hefted
her massive breasts, each one now as big as a person. "I've
been blessed," she repeated, continuing to caress her boobs, "to be able to
provide milk to a lot more than one boy." She winked playfully, "Everybody
should have a backup plan." She placed her hands on either side of her
swollen bust and pressed hard, allowing a trickle of milk to escape from
her two inch thick nipples and run down the underside of her breasts. "I
could be yours." She blew the cameras a kiss.

Within moments, her little speech had been posted and reposted hundreds of
times. #teamtina was already trending everywhere, but now it had practically
drown out everything else. Across the world, boys and men who logged in
discovered a new purpose in life, while girls and women experienced the
utter destruction of their self-worth as they realized that they would
never approach the magnificence that Tina had in just one of her fingernails.

When she reached 16 feet tall, Tina realized that she could read the
minds of her slaves. She wasn't just getting larger and more beautiful,
she was getting proportionally stronger and smarter. Her expanding
intellect had given her the ability to pick up on subtle signals of
those around her well enough to tell what they were thinking. Her body
continued to swell larger and larger with each new bondmate. She knew she
was getting better and better at the expense of the boys, but she didn't
care.

The boys she lifted up to her breasts were now coming down even more
shrunken, having lost feet rather than inches. Tina concentrated on the
sensation she felt as her breasts sucked up mass from the boys. To her
delight, she found that she could speed it up with focus. Her whole
body was pulsing now as the mass flowed from her swollen breasts to
the rest of her, causing her to swell out in accelerating spurts. The
boys around her continued to send pictures and video of their goddess
out into the world.

The ceiling of the gym was looking awfully close. Tina wasn't worried
about what it might do to her if she grew through it, but falling debris
might injure or kill her supplicants, and she intended to make use of
every last bit of each one of them. "Everyone out." She commanded.
As she spoke she watched how their minds reacted to her command, and she
noticed where their thought patterns were similar to their reactions to
her even when she stood in silence. Experimentally, she tried making subtle
alterations to her posture and motions. To her delight, it seemed to have
just as strong an effect as her earlier command. The chaotic milling about
that had characterized their behavior so far rapidly became ordered and
regimented, as she tailored her commands to each individual one. It
felt as if they were just extensions of her own body.

When they had all filed out of the gym, Tina simply walked through a wall.
Bursting through the hard wall felt no more difficult than pushing
through a curtain made of tissue paper. Bits of concrete clung to her
hair and naked flesh, but it dropped away easily when she ran her hands
over herself.

Tina noticed a CNN camera crew set up to film the goings on as well as
several SWAT vans and a group of heavily armed policemen approaching.
She smiled beautifully. It seemed they thought they were going to stop
her. She looked forward to showing them otherwise. She faced the cops
head on and hefted her swollen bosom provocatively. Each one of her
breasts was now as large as a bean bag chair, and she expertly controlled
their motion to plant commands in the police. In just a few seconds they
went from determined to stop her flagrant overbonding to grateful and
happy at being able to witness the birth of a goddess. Within another
few seconds she had sent them away to help manage the crowd of sacrifices
which were streaming in.

Turning to the camera crew, Tina gave a wink before transmitting commands
to all of their viewers to rejoice in her ascension. With little more effort
than it took to flip her hair back, she made everyone watching understand
deep in their souls that next to Tina they were just ants. The flame haired
giantess was doing this because she was better than all of them, because
it was her right. Under the onslaught of her massive jiggling boobs, they
realized that they should support and obey her in all ways.

Having easily headed of any attempt to stop her, Tina settled back down
into the business of bonding every boy in sight. In order to bond more
efficiently, she got down on all fours and mentally commanded the boys
to arrange themselves into a star burst pattern of lines approaching
each one of her nipples. As they got nearer and nearer her breasts,
they accelerated until they were nearly running. Once at her nipples
they would lean forward and take a drink for a fraction of a second before
sprinting away to make room for others. She had gone back to stealing only
inches because they were in contact for so short a time, but her ability to
steal mass was growing at a frightening pace. It could never have gone off
so smoothly if it were not for Tina orchestrating it all with her newfound
power.

At her silent direction an almost industrial operation took shape, with
first cars and then trucks and buses being used to ferry her hoards of
bondmates around. Other fleets of trucks were pressed into service brining
her as much food as her hundreds strong team of feeders could manage.

All over the world, people watched through their TVs or through the Internet.
Anyone who so even a scrap of her perfect flesh felt their priorities instantly
re-orient to what was really important: serving Tina. #teamtina had become
the most used hashtag of all time. In fact, it had been used more than the
next hundred most popular hashtags combined, as people furiously posted as a
way to worship their new goddess. As Tina grew, her mind-reading abilities
grew with her and she became increasingly aware of the impact she was having
on the people of the world. When she had decided to try to overbond, she
had thought it would set her up to become one of the most powerful women
in the world. She had not counted on utterly subjugating the world before
she was even done bonding.

Despite only coming into contact with her van sized breasts for only a fraction
of a second, the boys were now stumbling away at half their previous height.
It was getting to be a problem because the shrunken boys were not able to
clear the area quickly enough. To compensate for the problem, Tina decided
to slow their drinks down. Just a little longer was all she needed for her
ravenous boobs to start fully absorbing the boys as they leaned in to suckle.
The first time it happened, Tina let out a moan of pleasure. Her whole central
nervous system felt like it was on fire with pleasure. Her mind expanded
so dramatically from the first absorption that her mind reading powers
suddenly spanned half the globe and the control she had over human minds
seemed to expand to animals and inanimate objects. With a thought, she
began floating rocks up off the ground, just to see if she could.

She had gotten so caught up by her first total absorption, that she had
paused her assembly line of sacrifices. When she noticed they were paused,
she restarted it, full of delighted anticipation. The second absorption felt
every bit as good as the first had. Tina's pussy grew wet as the rapid-fire
absorptions sent wave after wave of pleasure through her dangling breasts.
To push herself to new heights of pleasure, she used her newfound telekinetic
abilities to begin lifting the boys off the ground and bringing them rapidly
towards her dump truck sized breasts.

Realizing she no longer needed to be down on all fours to allow her stream
of victims access to her divine bust, Tina rose to her feet, towering more
than 100 feet tall. The news cameras arrayed around her captured and broadcast
her rising to her feet. All the people watching around the world could not help
but feel insignificant next to the towering red head. They looked on as
Tina sucked a thick stream of boys up off the ground and into her greedy
breasts, feeling jealous of the boys for being allowed to join with the young
goddess.

Tina plunged three fingers into her sopping pussy, desperately jilling herself
off at as the pleasure of consuming so many so fast overwhelmed her. As her
lust rose, so did that over everyone else around the globe. By the time her
rising tide of pleasure built into an orgasmic crescendo, she had already
brought over 90% of the world to orgasm.

Her body continued to swell faster and faster. Her breasts were the size of
houses now. She was so tall that the camera crews could no longer get a good
look at her from the ground, so she floated them up into a sphere surrounding
her. Tina wanted to make sure that everyone had a perfect view of what she
was becoming.

All over the world, the boys rushing to meet their end within Tina's boobs
were picked up by invisible hands and hurried on their way. It would have
taken them all days to reach her on their own, but now they rocketed along
on invisible platforms made of Tina's pure will. The air parted around them
seamlessly, so despite the fact that they were going several times faster
than the speed of sound, they did not even feel a breeze.

Tina stood in the center of a maelstrom. The wind whipped around her as
the boys streaming into her breasts accelerated. Her fiery hair lashed
around her like a million whips bringing reality into submission. Her
green eyes glowed with an inner light. Her skin took on an unearthly
glow. She had long since become the most powerful thing on earth, yet
still she wanted more.

She stood like that for hours, growing ever larger. Her growth was accelerating
in terms of her absolute weight, but she had now grown so large that a few
hundred extra tons hardly made her any taller or bustier, so it appeared that
her growth was slowing. Each of her breasts was now larger than a city block.
The world's milk shortages were a thing of the past.

The supply of boys able to bond had started to dwindle. Tina was annoyed that
her growth would soon have to come to an end. Experimentally, she picked up
a girl with her mind. To her amusement, she saw that the girl she had chosen
at random was Shelly, the girl that had broken up with her friend Ron over
her jealousy of Tina just a few months ago. Peering into Shelly's mind, Tina
couldn't help but feel proud at the way the other girl had thought of her.
In Shelly's mind, Tina had been the ultimate alpha female for a long time.
Tina had noticed the other kids in school treating her differently when
puberty hit her like a truck in middle school, but she hadn't realized quite
how much the other girls had been cowed by her boobs.

With a thought, Tina caused Shelly to drift over to her right nipple. Shelly
was dwarfed by Tina's nipple, which was as long as a school bus and ten times
as thick. When she made contact, Tina's hungry breast tried to absorb her
immediately, but it didn't work. Shelly was stuck against Tina's flesh as it
pulsed against her, trying to find a way to fuse with female flesh.
Where the boys who fused with Tina's boobs had rejoiced at the opportunity,
Shelly was terrified, but to intimidated to do anything about it. Tina
rather enjoyed the fear, so she didn't suppress it. Tina concentrated on the
process of absorption, bringing her overwhelming intellect and perfect
control of her own body to bear. A moment later, she figured out the puzzle
and Shelly disappeared without a sound.

Tens of millions of girls had just been added to the menu. Tina sighed, happy
that her ascension could continue for a while longer. The telekinetic assembly
line resumed its breakneck pace, carrying a stream of terrified girls along
with the dwindling supply of worshipful boys.

It had taken Tina six hours to consume most of the boys her age. It took her
just an hour to polish off the remaining boys and gobble up the girls. When
her boobs finally finished their meal they were the size of small mountains.
She stood three miles tall in her bare feet.

When Tina had decided to overbond, she had thought she might grow to 10 feet
tall and have boobs that could dominate anyone she encountered. She had not
been expecting to turn into an actual goddess. Voluptuous women through
the ages had bonded more men than they could feed, and none of them had
experienced a transformation even a little bit like Tina's. She thought
the Internet might have had something to do with her incredible success,
but that didn't explain everything. The only reasonable conclusion was that
Tina had possessed more feminine power than any woman who had come before
her even before her ascension.

Deciding that she no longer wanted to be totally naked, Tina materialized a
skimpy gold bikini around herself. She lifted her foot to take a step and
when it came back down, she was wearing aggressively high heeled gold
platform shoes. The spike of her heel was taller than most skyscrapers, and
the platform alone was heavier than an aircraft carrier. Despite this, and
despite her massive weight, her shoes did not sink into the relatively soft
earth, as she effortlessly reinforced it with her telekinesis. Tina had
no intention of destroying the planet she now owned.

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A few years later, life on Tina's Earth had found a new rhythm. The whole
world economy had re-oriented around serving Tina, mostly through the
construction of her new palace, which was going to take up most of Asia.
She could have used her powers to build it herself far faster, but she
preferred allowing the masses of humanity to toil for her. She had decided
that she could not do without a throne on her first day as the goddess of
earth, and turned a mid-sized Himalayan mountain into her divine seat with
a moments concentration.

Tina's intricate new throne housed the hundreds of thousands of bureaucrats
which made up her government. Of course, she could directly transmit commands
to the minds of all her subjects, but she felt a certain number of attendants
befitted her. The new economy was directed from the top down, so it needed more
centralized command and control than had existed in the past. The most
important members of her government went to work in her 30 story tall heels,
with a secondary layer going to work in the 5 story tall platforms of her
shoes. They would have been killed instantly when she walked, but she used
her powers to prevent them from feeling a thing even when she walked around
the globe. She even kept them dry when she walked through the ocean.

A year after Tina's ascension, a whole new crop of boys and girls had been
ready for bonding. Tina had prevented her body from ever leaving bonding
mode, so she was easily able to bond with the younger group. She had shown
a bit more restraint, only absorbing 99 out of every hundred boys and
50 out of every 100 girls. The unabsorbed boys were to serve as studs
for the girls in order to perpetuate the population. Tina had no intention
of running out of worshipers any time soon.

No woman produced milk anymore besides Tina. It flowed from her breasts
in great pale ribbons, born along by her telekinesis. Each man alive
was served by an individualized stream of milk whenever he was hungry.
Tina truly had ended the worlds milk shortages.

Somewhat ironically, no one had a backup plan anymore. Everyone had just
one plan: serving Tina.
