
@vivvan's stream:

"Hey guys! So, it's been a few weeks, and I think I've finally stopped
growing," the camera panned down to show off Vivian Ritz's body, a large
pool visible in the background. The 22 year old influencer wore a green
bikini that did little to hide her impressive curves. "You want to know
how big I am?" she asked in reaction to the chat streaming by on her
phone. "Well, this morning I measured myself and I'm 7'8" now. Before
my first feeding I was like 6'10", so yeah I got a lot bigger." She
grinned and set the phone down, stepping back to twirl for her fans.

Stepping forward, she picked up the phone again, "Oh, you want to know
how big my boobs are? I dunno, that's kinda private, don't you think?"
she giggled, "nah, I'm just kidding. I'm a Goddess-H-cup now. So in
normal sizes that's like a P-cup or something?" She cupped her massive
breasts, each of which was larger than her own head, "and obviously they
are absolutely full of milk." As a fully flowered woman Vivian would lactate
for the rest of her life to feed men and unflowered women alike.

Abruptly, a girl who looked much the same as Vivian herself, only with black
hair to Vivian's brown walked into the frame. Like Vivian, she wore
a bikini, though unlike Vivian, the red swimsuit she wore was of the
"flower" style that only flowered women could wear. Flowered women developed
muscles in their breasts allowing them to regulate the flow of milk by
pushing it out, and to a much lessor degree even pulling it back in.
A flower bikini top looked like a pair of pasties, but was held on by
the suction drawn by the woman wearing it. Only about half of flowered
women could wear one, and almost all of them were over thirty years old,
having had a decade to build up their strength. For a flowering girl
who still had not given her first feeding like Vivian's little sister,
it was almost unheard of to be able to wear one. Vivian knew that Becky
was doing it to get under her skin. "Hey Viv, what's up?" Becky walked
up to the camera and waved.

"Becky, can you get out of here? Can't you see I'm streaming?"

Up close, it became clear that despite the fact that Vivian was one of the largest
women alive, having successfully convinced five different guys to participate
in her first feeding, Becky was actually a little taller and bustier than her.
It was also clear that while Vivian was extremely pretty, Becky absolutely blew
her out of the water. The larger girl was just absolutely drop dead heart stopping
gorgeous. Her large green eyes and bow shaped red lips gave her face an
innocent/erotic cast that drew in the attention of the viewers like a
magnet. She gave the camera a little wave.

"Becky!"

"Jeez Viv, why is it such a big deal?" Becky asked her older sister, but she
did walk away.

"So anyway," Viv turned back to her phone, "what? No, I'm not going to call
her back." The viewer count started dropping, "You know what, this is over.
I'll see you guys tomorrow." Viv closed the stream, reflexively holding her
fake smile until it closed.

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@tittydrink > so
@tittydrink > guys
@tittydrink > major discovery
@simonsayswhat > ???
@tittydrink > You know how Becky Ritz just turned 18 and opened up site?
@tittydrink > My discovery: in her first video, she's wearing a bra that's
                too small.
@simonsayswhat > go on
@tittydrink > <link to an image of Vivian wearing the same bra>
@tittydrink > she borrowed her sister's bra
@tittydrink > and @vivvan is huge
@tittydrink > and Becky is bigger
@tittydrink > at only 18. She hasn't even done her first feeding yet.
@blakebarns > dude
@simonsayswhat > impeccable detective work
@tittydrink > she's gonna get massive, like
@tittydrink > massive

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@itsbecky's stream:

"You guys, I've got a special treat for you. GoringPump sent me their whole product
catalog for me to try out. I haven't had much luck with breast pumps, but a lot of
girls really like them, so I thought I would give them a try." Becky lifted up a
small box and placed it on the table in front of her. It looked tiny in her hand,
but it was hard to tell if that was just because of the fact that she had grown
two feet in the year since she turned 18, putting her within striking distance of
being 10 feet tall. "Ok, so this is their travel pump, I think it's called Goring
Travel. I guess they like simple names. What do you guys think? You think this
little thing can drain me dry?" The box was visibly smaller than a single one
of Becky's tits, each of which weighed over 120 pounds. She took a moment to look
at the chat, "yeah, I don't think so either, let's find out though."

Becky unboxed the little pump and laid out the components. "Let's see, so I think
this goes like this, and this goes like this. I don't need to plug anything in
since it's a travel one I guess." She picked up a bottle that looked quite small
in her hand, "I guess the milk is supposed to go in here..." she dropped the
bottle into her cleavage and squeezed her boobs together, completely enveloping
it, "...yeah I don't think it's gonna be able to hold all my milk." She took the
bottle out and screwed it into the pump. She picked up the cups that were supposed
to go over her nipples and brought them up, letting her flower bra drop to the
ground by releasing the constant suction she used to keep it in place. She tried
to fit the cups over her nipples, but quickly gave up with a giggle, "I don't think
I fit. I hope they have some bigger cups on the other models."

"Let's see, this is their standard home model, the GoringPump, same name as the
company I guess. Ok, let's see," she unboxed the second breast pump and assembled
it as well. "Looks like this one is battery operated as well, let's see if it fits."
She rummaged around in the pile of parts for a bit, "Ok, they've got an XL size cup,
I hope that fits." She attached the cups and brought them up to her nipples, this
time it fit even if it was a bit tight. "Ok, I guess I just turn it on." She
flipped a switch and the machine started to hum, then click ominously, "Oh,
whoops, I was holding it on with my booby suction, I guess I should probably
use my hands," she laughed and switched to holding the cups on with her hands.
"They say it is supposed to just draw the milk out without any effort, let's
see how it does. I'm just gonna relax." The clicking noise disappeared, and
streams of white started for flow down the hoses. "Wow, this is pretty slow.
It feels pretty weak to be honest, I'm not even really trying to hold in
my milk and it's having a hard time. They say this is the strongest home pump on
the market, I guess my boobs just don't like to give up what's theirs," she
chuckled, "Let's see how it does when I give it some help." All of a sudden,
the milk started to flow a lot faster. After a second, the pump began to
leak. "Whoops, I guess it couldn't handle the pressure."

"Ok, so the travel size was too small for me and the home pump couldn't handle all
this," the gorgeous girl gave her heavy tits a squeeze. "But I kinda expected that,
so let's see what happens when we go a bit more industrial. First, they've got
another home pump for the," she made quote fingers in the air, "full busted woman."
She grinned at the camera, "What do you think guys? Think I count?" she chucked
at their response. This pump got closer to not looking comically small in her
hands as she assembled it, but at the end of the day she was still a nearly 10
foot tall fifteen hundred pound giantess. "Ok, here we go, I guess I'll turn it
on," she flipped a switch and it began to hum, drawing milk out only marginally
faster than the previous pump. "What's that? What if I pull on it? Hmmm, let's
see," she brought her hands away from the cups, "look ma, no hands," the machine
started clicking as it failed to pull any milk from her powerful udders. The hoses
jumped and then the thick rubber collapsed, pinched in by the vacuum that she
had pulled, "I think I broke it," Becky giggled.

"Ok, I think we all knew those little things couldn't handle me, but fortunately,
GoringPump sent me a much bigger one." She lifted up a big box and plunked it
on the table. It was still smaller than a single one of her breasts, but
she brought two massive plastic jugs up that looked large enough to accommodate
all of her milk. "This is a pump that is sold to milk banks for direct donation.
It is supposed to be able to pull from multiple women at once, but one of the
GoringPump technicians set it up so I would be getting all that suction. Let's
see what it can do." It took her longer to assemble the big pump, and she had
to get up and go out of the frame for a bit so she could plug it in, but eventually
she got it working. "Ok, let's see." She turned it on and milk started flowing
from her breasts at a respectable pace. A timer popped up in the frame next
to her. "Now this is more like it. I could just strap this to myself and let it
do all the work." She looked at the chat, "you think it's slow? Haha, yeah, let's
find out. I did that video where I filled the barrels as fast as I could a month
ago. What was the time on that, does one of you know?" She read the chat for a
bit, "5:14? That's the time to beat? I guess we'll have to see if this thing can
do any better than I can on my own." She read the chat again, "Yeah, I have gotten
bigger since then. That could make this slower. Oh you want another barrel video
tomorrow to make it a fair comparison? You sure that's the only reason?" She
grinned. The pump kept working and Becky shifted her torso back and forth in
a half-dance to pass the time. "You don't think it's going to make it?" she
asked after a few minutes, "yeah I think you're right."

"Come on, you can do it!" she urged the pump on as it approached the deadline,
"oh no, fail!" she laughed. "Now let's see how long it takes to finish." The
pump took another two minutes after the deadline.

"Well guys, breast pumps are pretty interesting, but I think I'm going to need
a stronger one to have an advantage over doing it myself."

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post by @itsbecky:

Caption: Ummmmmmmm...

Image 1: A screenshot of the Wikipedia article about the woman with the largest
         breasts ever recorded. Under a heading that said "bust size" the text
         read "Maria Bramovitch possessed the largest recorded breasts, each
         of which measured 60 inches in circumference. She was able to completely
         feed her entire staff of 50 people in a single sitting. Her large bust
         made her quite difficult to resist, and the US State department developed
         a specific training program to teach negotiators to avoid being influenced
         by her 'Flower Power'". The words "60 inches in circumference" were highlighted.

Image 2: Becky holding a tape measure showing that a single one of her breasts is
         63 inches in circumference, covering her mouth in mock surprise.

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@tittydrink > You see that post?
@simonsayswhat > Yeah, insane
@tittydrink > One of her boobs is like 18.5 gallons
@simonsayswhat > This guy did the math. Jesus, Becky is so fucking hot

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"I have a very special guest for you tonight, Becky Ritz, the biggest woman in
the world. Becky is a social media star and businesswoman and has been called the
sexiest woman alive. Many of you know her as @itsbecky online. Welcome!"

Becky stepped out, immediately dominating the stage with her presence. She wore a
red backless dress that was little more than a miniskirt with two strips of fabric that
stretched up to attach to cups held over her nipples by the suction she created. Her
heels gleamed a glossy chrome to highlight the fact that she was so heavy now that she
needed to wear metal shoes. In her bare feet she now stood twelve and a half feet tall
and with the shoes she topped thirteen feet. Her thick black hair bounced with every
step and a tremor traveled through her skeleton to make her heavy bust bounce each
time a foot hit the floor. "Hey! Thank you so much Colin!" Becky enthused, bending
down to shake the host's hand.

"Wow, you're so big in person. I mean I know we met before the show, but I still
can't get over it."

"Haha, yeah, I get that a lot. I think you're smaller than my leg." It was obvious that
he was. His head only came halfway up thighs thicker than his torso.

"And not only that, you're growing like mad."

"Yeah, I think I've gained two feet in the past, like, four months. It's honestly quite
a drag. I'm hungry like all the time Colin."

"So you wish you weren't growing quite so big?"

She gave him a sly look, "well, I don't know about that!"

He laughed, "please, take a seat. We brought this couch out for you special."

"Very smart. Normal chairs are definitely no longer in my future."

"Hold on, I've got a special chair for me as well," he brought out an extra
tall stool and climbed up to perch on top of it.

"I think I still have you beat," she laughed.

"Yeah, by just a little," despite the comically tall stool his head was level
with the young giantess's cleavage.

"I know a lot of viewers are probably wondering how you got to be so big,
can you tell us anything about it?"

"Several doctors have tried to figure out why I'm growing so fast, but they
haven't really been able to find anything special. I guess I just have pretty
good genetics,"

"Some might say you won the genetic lottery," Colin said with a laugh.

"Haha thanks,"

"You're not just big though, I understand you set several weightlifting strength records
recently?"

"Well, not too recently, I think I did that when I was only like ten feet tall, so
like six months ago?"

"Have you kept at it since then?"

"Yeah, I love to stay fit! I haven't done anything officially though, so the records
are all still the same,"

"But you've gotten stronger?"

"Yeah, yeah, I've gotten a lot stronger. I know I don't look super ripped, but my
size really helps a lot."

"I'll bet. Can we expect some more official attempts soon?" he asked the nearly two
ton girl in front of him.

"You'll have to wait and see, I don't want to make it too hard for the competition,"
she grinned.

"Yeah, you don't want to crush anyone's hope," Colin privately thought that Becky
had likely already thoroughly crushed the hope of any girl comparing themselves to
her. She hadn't even had her first feeding yet and she had already surpassed everyone
else.

"No, definitely not," she laughed.

"I understand you recently came out with a new clothing line?"

"Yeah! Ohmygod, I'm so excited about it. I'm actually wearing a dress from it
right now!"

"That's wonderful, are most of your clothes like that?"

"Yeah, I really like the F-bra look, so all my dresses are built around that concept.
The great thing is that there's an adhesive version for girls who don't have quite
enough suction to feel comfortable wearing one."

"Is that a problem you have a lot?" Colin asked with a grin. Becky was famous for
being huge, but if anything she was even more famous for having monstrously powerful
breast muscles. She had recently released a video where she lifted over 1000 pounds
with her boobs.

"You know, I can't say it is, but I know it's something a lot of girls worry about.
I'm all about self love and supporting yourself no matter what type of body you
have."

"That's a great attitude,"

"I think so," she gave a heart stopping smile.

"Now on that note, we thought it might be fun to show just how secure you are. You've
been making a lot of videos where you lift things with your breasts lately, so we
were thinking we would see how many interns you could lift."

"Oh wow, how many you got? I'm always game!"

"Oh guys, come on out," Colin gestured and a parade of young people in matching green
shirts jogged out on stage.

"Wow, it's a good thing this dress is reinforced," Becky grinned.

One of the interns approached, seeming to get smaller with each step he took towards
the giant girl looming before him. When Becky stood up it was almost like he folded in
on himself. Her body radiated power and dominance, "come here, don't be scared. I don't
bite," she giggled at the expression on his face. It was one she was used to: awe mixed
with lust. Bending down she scoped him up by his armpits, displaying no effort at all,
then brought him over to the strip of fabric that stretched tight between her skirt and
the cup suctioned onto her nipple. "Hold on tight," she ordered. He reached out to take
a firm grip.

The remaining interns approached one at a time and Becky brought each of them up to
dangle from her boobs with equal ease, showing no real sign of exertion as more and
more weight was added to her mighty bust. One of the interns was a girl who looked like
she had convinced multiple men to drink from her during her first feeding, but her
larger frame did nothing to slow Becky down. Finally Becky stopped with eight people
dangling from her dress, pressed up against one another and straining to hold on
to the tight fabric as she grinned at the camera. After a moment of holding it, one
of the intern's grips gave out and they fell to the ground in a heap in front of her.
"Oh, whoops, is everyone ok?" Becky laughed as she helped them to their feet.

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@vivvan and @itsbecky's joint stream:

Vivian already regretted agreeing to do this. She would have liked to refuse, but
her viewership had been dropping as more and more people switched to following her
sister. These days it seemed like the only reason she got views at all was because
people were trying to find out more about Becky. If it weren't for her adjacency
to her sister, she knew she would have had it even worse. The world was in the grip
of Beckymania, and other influencers had all been crushed by Becky's indomitable
stardom. Even normal celebrities had seen their stars dim besides Becky's growing
light. It was when the young giantess hired a film crew to follow her around
24/7 that she really ended any possibility of competition. People would rather
watch Becky sitting around reading a book than other more traditional forms of
entertainment.

Vivian had carefully lined up deals to monetize this brief moment sharing the spotlight
with her sister, and she tried to remind herself of all the money she would be
making in the appearance. Of course, even without the money, she would have said yes.
These days, no one could say no to Becky. Vivian had benefited from the fact that
busty women were hard to say no to, but she couldn't hold a candle to her little
sister, and found that being on the other end of the phenomena wasn't quite so
much fun.

She carefully adjusted her red bikini to show off her incredible body, but she knew
that it was pointless. She was just a prop. All eyes would be on her little sister.

"Hey Viv!" Becky gave her sister a cheerful wave as the smaller girl emerged from
the boat they had traveled in to get to the island they were going to film on. At
this point Becky was large enough that flying wasn't really practical. The four ton
giantess lay reclining on the white sand beach in a tiny red bikini bottom. Matching
red disks were stuck to her nipples by the powerful suction she had become so famous
for. Fifty pound steel balls dangled from chains set in the center of each disk to
emphasize the terrifying power of her bust.

"Hi Becky," Vivian gave a fake smile. It was infuriating to see Becky looking so
effortlessly gorgeous. It wasn't fair that her stupid little sister was a sex
goddess before she had even had her first feeding.

"Come on over here," Becky cheerfully beckoned her over. At the casual command,
Vivian felt an urge to obey the bustier girl. This must have been how normal girls
felt around Vivian, only Becky outshone Vivian by more than Vivian outshone anyone.
Obediently, Vivian jumped in the water and began to swim over.

"This place is awesome, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it's pretty great," Vivian had to admit that her sister was right. The island
was gorgeous.

"I'm sooooo glad I could buy a place like this. A goddess needs a place to stretch
her legs," she gave the camera a wink, referencing the fact that #goddessbecky had
been the most popular hashtag on the internet across all platforms for more than a
month now. Vivian seethed at her confident arrogance. "I really have the best fans.
You guys paid for this!" She laughed. Becky had quickly become incredibly wealthy
as money flooded in from her massive fanbase for any product with her name on it.
Recently it had even become trendy to post screenshots online showing massive direct
donations to the sexy giantess, which had turned Becky from a multimillionaire to a
billionaire within mere weeks of her crossing the boundary of the four comma
club. Someone else might have gotten blowback for that kind of joke, but Becky's
fans loved it when she joked about taking advantage of them financially. It was
mass market findom.

"Well, you guys are so great, I think you deserve a little reward. There's been
a lot of buzz about this. I know you guys want to know how big my boobs are now,
so I came up with a fun little experiment," Becky grinned. Vivian tried to remain
cheerful even as she felt humiliation bubbling up within her. "Viv babe, how much
do you weigh?"

"690 pounds,"

"Wow, you're thicc girl!" Becky's smile had a little edge to it that only someone
who had grown up with her could have detected. "Why don't you get on the scale?"
she gestured to the massive brass scale that was positioned next to her. Each of
the weight platforms was about twice the size of a typical stool top.

Internally, Vivian fumed at the way her sister was ordering her around, but outwardly
she just pulled her fake smile wider and said, "sure," before climbing up. The scale
sank down slowly. Clearly it was dampened somehow so it wouldn't bang around.

"Ok, now let's see if you're heavier than one of my boobs," Becky lifted up her massive
right breast and placed it carefully on the platform. Her breast covered the entirety
of the platform, spilling over the edges a bit. As soon as the scale took the weight,
it began to sink. Vivian was suspicious of her sister cheating and putting some extra
weight onto it, but Becky scrupulously moved her torso along with the scale to avoid
letting anything but her boob influence the outcome.

"Wow, there you have it, you're lighter than just one of my boobs! And you're not exactly
light!"

Vivian had never felt so humiliated as she made an effort to smile, "Haha wow yeah."

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@tittydrink > Yo, guys, my number is coming up, if she bumps the number of guys again...
@simonsayswhat > I'm so jealous you got so low on the wait list
@acolyte > Yeah, I don't know how you did
@tittydrink > I have fast fingers :). I clicked right when it opened, like the second
@tittydrink > still almost missed it
@acolyte > You would have if she didn't grow like six feet in the last month
@acolyte > Did you see the photo she just posted
@simonsayswhat > The one where she made Vivian stand in front of her ass and she's
                 clearly shorter than it is tall?
@tittydrink > Yeah the mask really slipped in that one
@tittydrink > You can tell that Vivian hates it
@tittydrink > But, like
@acolyte > she has to obey her goddess sister who's better than her
@tittydrink > she just lets Becky use her as a prop
@tittydrink > lol yeah, what you said, better in like every way
...
@simonsayswhat > @tittydrink, you lucky bastard
@simonsayswhat > 50 more slots just opened up
@tittydrink > Suck it losers

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"We come to you live from Michigan Stadium where Goddess Becky's first feeding will
begin momentarily. Stay tuned and your prayers will be answered," Barney Clay
kicked things off in his practiced news anchor's voice. Referring to Becky as
a goddess may have started as a half joke among her most dedicated fans, but
it had long since gone main stream and lost any real bite of irony. "As you
can see, the place is packed," the camera panned over a massive crowd of young
men, all of whom had their eyes locked on the stage, "the audience is eagerly
awaiting the star of tonight's show, but of course each of them will be getting
the privilege of getting to participate. The competition to be here was pretty
fierce. You couldn't get a ticket to this show for any price, but these lucky
guys have managed to be here by hook or by crook."

"I couldn't agree more Barney. It's honestly hard to describe the energy here,
it's definitely electric," Misha Lee cut in smoothly, giving the camera a winning
smile. The voluptuous news anchor beamed out at the camera. While Becky was still
back stage Misha's low cut dress and heavy udders might still have a little effect on
the audience, but she knew they wouldn't notice as much as they once would have. Normally,
being the only woman in a stadium with 100,000 hormonal boys, especially one with
her watermelon sized breasts, would have been a sure way to gain a hypnotic influence
over the mass of males, but their anticipation of a far greater avatar of femininity
rendered Misha's considerable charms uninteresting. Still, she was a professional
and she pressed on. "The count down clock is already at zero, so we can expect
Goddess Becky to appear at any moment."

"Now Becky has been dropping hints about a very special outfit she has planned for
tonight for the last few days, what do you think that's all about?"

"You know Barney, we'll have to wait and find out, but I think her latest post
might have some hints," an image of handcuffs on extra long chains dangling from
the center of flower bra style plates suctioned onto Becky's massive bust.

"Well that's certainly suggestive," Barney grinned, "I guess we'll have to wait
and see."

"Hold on Barney, it looks like it's starting,"

The anchors disappeared from the screen and the stage took up the whole view.
A large spotlight illuminated the center of the stage in the middle of the field,
and a huge trap door smoothly slid open to allow Rebekah Ritz to rise slowly
in all her awe inspiring glory. Becky's body always demanded attention,
but tonight her outfit was shocking, even for a girl who posted scorching hot photos
and videos of herself daily. The most attention grabbing part of her outfit was
the man who hung suspended between the steel plates suctioned onto her massive,
hungry boobs. His wrists were bound by thick padded leather cuffs, which were attached
to her nipple plates with heavy steel chains. His ankles were bound together and
chained to the top of her tiny black shorts. He was quite handsome and heavily
muscled, but it was clear that he was completely overwhelmed by the 24 foot
giantess. Despite the discomfort he must be feeling, a look of delirious bliss
was plastered on his face.

Becky beamed at the crowd. Her nipples pulled hard enough on the steel of her
nipple plates that she was impressed they didn't start to deform. Her boobs
were ravenous, and the sight of the vast crowd of willing sacrifices arrayed
in front of her only made them hungrier. "Wow, I'm so honored to have such
amazing fans!" she enthused, strutting forward. With each footfall the ground
shook. Her massive two foot heels were steel reinforced, and each weighed about
as much as a fully grown man, but compared with Becky's ten and a half ton bulk
they were light. Each step caused her massive boobs to bounce and jiggle, bringing
the occasional wince to the face of the man she was wearing.

"This is such a special day. You boys must feel lucky you are gonna get to feed
a goddess like me. Do you feel lucky?" Normally, the first feeding was about
girls feeding boys. It was only when a girl allowed too many boys to suckle
from her that her body would consume some or all of the boys feeding on her.
Girls had been trying to feed on boys in this way since time unmemorable, but
openly talking about it was a sure way to wind up with no boys to feed at all.
Of course, rules like that didn't apply to Becky.

"Yes!" the crowd chorused.

"Mmmmmm, I bet you are. God you're all such pathetic simps," she laughed cruelly,
"don't worry though, that's why I love you. Well, let's not waste time, you've
all been told how this will go, so the first group can start approaching the
stage,"

A group of 10 or so guys started walking forward. They had each paid over ten million
dollars to be there. As huge as Becky was, no one expected her to be able to consume
all of the audience, so competition to get to the front of the line had been just
as fierce as competition to get into the stadium in the first place. Becky smiled
beneficently at the pack of titty snacks which were approaching. Her nipples involuntarily
began sucking with renewed vigor in delighted anticipation.

When they drew up to her the contrast in size between Becky and her hypnotized victims
made the young giantess seem even larger. The tallest of them barely made it more than
halfway up her shin, and would not have made it to her knee even if she wasn't wearing
2 foot platform heels. Her calves alone were larger than any one of them.

Becky relaxed the hungry sucking of her right nipple for just long enough to pull the
steel plate off of her breast. Realizing that the guy stretched between her shorts and
tits would have his arm torn off if she just let it drop, she grabbed her boob and
pulled her nipple towards his head. A spurt of milk escaped to splash in his face
and then his head was sinking into her nipple. In seconds, he had begun to visibly
shrink, and a cheer burst from the crowd. Once he had shrunk enough, Becky slipped his
wrists and ankles free of their constraints. His head was already buried completely
within her nipple, and his body followed when she stopped holding back. Biting her
lip and smiling, Becky moaned, "Mmmmmm, that felt delightful. I don't think I ever
want to stop."

She let her other plate fall off of her left nipple and unclipped the dangling ankle
restraints from her shorts. Standing topless before the massive crowd, she once
again smiled, "I really do have the best fans," she bent down and picked up two of
the men from the first group of 10, all of whom had stripped naked as they had
been instructed, "you're all so submissive, so, mmmmmmmm, obedient." She held them
up to her hungry nipples and let them dangle by their necks for a moment as her
nipples sucked in their heads, "so tasty," she flexed her boob muscles and slurped
them in like strands of spaghetti. Bending down, she scooped up the next pair.

By the time Becky had polished off her third set of ten guys, her breasts had visibly
swelled in relation to her body, but already her shorts had stretched significantly
and her heels were beginning to pinch. For the first few sets of men, she had manually
lifted them up, but now staircases rose from the stage to allow them to climb to their
doom themselves. All Becky had to do was stand there and allow her boobs to gobble up
a continual stream of sacrifices. The jumbotron showed a counter steadily ticking upwards.

Her breasts continued to swell in relation to her body, completely dominating her torso,
but eventually the relative growth slowed and stopped as the rest of her body seemed to
realized that there was a bonanza of new mass to take advantage of. When the jumbotron
read 50, she stopped to pull her heels off. Already she was taller than she had started
even without the heels. Her extremely stretchy shorts continued to hold on until her
hungry tits had claimed 600 souls, by which point she had doubled in height compared
with when she had first appeared on stage. When the stairs had first emerged, she
had been able to just plop her boobs on platforms at the end and allow the men to
walk up to her nipples, but now she had to bend over to dangle her boobs down and suck
them up from above. Her massive udders had gotten plump enough that she could no
longer line both nipples up with the platforms at the top of the stairs at once, so
she stepped back and lay down, pushing her udders forward so that they lay in front
of her. The approaching men rerouted to approach her nipples on the ground, ignoring
the stairs the young goddess had grown out of.

Becky lay there blissfully. She had expected that her hungry boobs would run out of
room at some point, but it seemed that wasn't going to happen. She just kept growing
and growing as the men who had been subjugated by her perfect bust willingly sacrificed
themselves so that the young black haired beauty could grow just a little bit more
awe inspiring. When the jumbotron said she had consumed about 4000 souls, she felt
the steady trickle of sacrifices start to slow and she realized she had grown so
much that her nipples were out of reach. The men were jumping to stuff themselves
inside her hungry boobs, but that wouldn't work forever.

"Stop," Becky commanded her mammary morsels. She rolled on her back and reached under
the stage to fish out a pair of wide steel rings with laddars attached all around
the edges. She laid on her back then took a few moments to arrange them so that
they encircled her nipples and allowed the ladders to dangle down around to the
sides of her bust. "Ok, climb." Men began swarming up the sides of her bust.

"Mmmmmm, this is definitely faster," Becky moaned in delight as the first of the
men on the ladders threw themselves to their doom. She allowed one of her hands
to slip down to the heat between her legs. Waves of pleasure pulsed through her
breasts as they continued to gobble up the men streaming up her heavy mounds.
"Oh, god, this feel amazing. You guys are so pathetic, just, mmmmmmffff, just
sacrificing yourselves to me. I really am a goddess to you aren't I?" She
let out another moan, sliding her fingers into herself, "well, keep worshiping
me."

Becky realized she was going to finish the entire stadium when the ticker crossed
20,000 and her tits felt just as hungry as ever. The stage had collapsed and she
lay on the field and the crushed rubble. Fortunately only a few of her sacrifices
had been killed in the collapse and she had been able to easily gobble up all the
merely injured men. A single one of her boobs was now taller than she had been at
the start of the night. The steel ring with the ladders attached was starting to pinch
around her nipple, but fortunately, she had asked that several sizes be prepared
and it was easy enough to switch.

By the time the ascending goddess's boobs had gobbled up half the men in the stadium,
her lounging figure took up half the length of the field. She had lost herself in
pleasure for a time, but appeared to regain lucidity as the ticker crossed 60,000.
"Mmmmmm, tell the boys in the parking lot it is their lucky day. The girls are
hungry," she ordered, squeezing her boobs together by raising her shoulders slightly
to emphasize the point. The motion caused a boob quake that shook the men climbing
her ladders like rag dolls and sent several falling down to the grass. Her voice,
always overwhelmingly erotic, had taken on a new regal undertone that made it
impossible to imagine disobeying.

The 10,000 ton influencer continued to steadily expand as the counter crossed the
100,000 mark. She was on the verge of gobbling up all the original occupants of
the stadium, but thick streams of men still poured towards her as the huge
crowd that had been tailgating outside the historic event streamed towards
the young goddess.

The flow of enthralled snacks started to taper off after Becky had consumed
120,000 men. She was nearing 250 feet in height. To her disappointment, it
seemed like she wasn't quite going to reach the 100 yard mark that
would have meant outgrowing the field. The flow petered out as she exhausted
all the tailgaters. After the last man climbed her 4 story boobs and eagerly
threw himself to his doom, she continued to recline on the field for several
minutes, allowing her swollen boobs to shrink as mass was distributed to
the rest of her body. She just barely topped 260 feet tall.

Before her first feeding, Becky had dominated the world with her beauty and
feminine power, but now a single one of her boobs was over 100 times heavier
than her whole body had been before her first feeding. She had been beautiful
enough to enthrall and hypnotize anyone who watched her numerous videos, but
now her beauty had reached an entirely new level. Every part of her body was
utterly without flaw. Every motion of her massive form demanded absolute
submission and obedience. Her long black hair seemed to shimmer with an
otherworldly power. Her green eyes were like searchlights that shone with
the light of creation. Her plump, sumptuous lips were filled with dark
promise. Her long legs were like monuments. Her bulging bubble butt seemed
pregnant with latent power. It was her huge bust that really cemented her
place as a true goddess though. The awesome might of her mid-rise apartment
building sized knockers, which had so recently gobbled up tens of thousands
of men each, made all onlookers want nothing more than to sink down in
a lusty haze of fearful submission. There could be no ruler but the owner
of those perfect tits once they existed.

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5 Ways to Serve Goddess Becky

1. Make sure that everyone you know is loyal to our Goddess.

At this point pretty much everyone has seen Goddess Becky and submitted to her
divine splendor. It's hard to miss now that every billboard in the world has
become a shrine to the Goddess and 70% of web traffic consists of images or video
of Becky. Even so, you might know someone who still hasn't heard the good news.
Maybe you have a shut-in neighbor, or a cousin who doesn't get out much. The best
thing you can do for Goddess Becky is help make sure that absolutely every human
being in the world is her devoted slave. Brief exposure to an image of her divine
form is generally all it takes, though for some particularly committed heratics
you make have to use a video.

As much as you want to serve Goddess Becky through evangelism, don't try to go
after the radicals that have headed into the mountains and swamps to try to
avoid Goddess Becky's divine light. The military is better trained for dealing
with them than you are. If you know something about their location, pass the
information on to one of the official tip lines and let the professionals handle
it.

2. Help build a new church to Goddess Becky

Let's be honest, before Becky taught us all the importance of serving her with
all our heart and soul, the many parts of the world were becoming less and less
religious. Of course it is a good thing that people were already starting to
abandon their false gods, but it does mean that many places are severely lacking
in good places to gather in worship. Of course in a way this is good because
eventually all the old churches will need to be torn down and rebuilt to reflect
the aesthetics of Goddess Becky, but it is a problem in the near term. A great
way to serve your Goddess is to volunteer for one of the many projects to build
new churches. Many church projects already have all the skilled tradesmen needed,
but don't give up if they turn you away, there are often smaller monument projects
that are willing to take on inexperienced workers. Think local; every neighborhood
should have a shrine to Goddess Becky.

3. Obey Goddess Becky in all things

This is almost too obvious to put on the list, but it's so important that it
really must be stressed. It is vital that you become immediately aware if
she issues a new command. Imagine if she wanted the crowd she was walking through
to wear green to match with her outfit and you didn't get the message! You don't
want to become a heretic out of ignorance, which is, after all, never an excuse.
Make sure you follow Becky on all social media. For those of you who have been
living under a rock, her handle is @itsbecky across all platforms. It's also
important that you find someone who can help you interpret Becky's commands correctly.
Things are still changing fast, so hopefully soon you'll be able to find an official
priestess or priest to help you, but for the moment you should seek out one of her
long time followers. Some people were pious enough to see the light before most of
the world, and they have practice reading and understanding her posts. Pay attention
to these long time followers, they are excellent guides.

4. Make sure your job is dedicated to serving Goddess Becky

You spend most of your waking life at your job, so you should make sure that it
makes Goddess Becky's life better somehow. We can't all be designing circus
tent sized bras, but virtually every job could be changed to serve the
Goddess, a little or a lot. Now, I will admit there is some controversy
here. Some people are advocating for a full transition to a planned economy
so that every action can be justified in how it serves Goddess Becky, but
some people are saying that we should retain some aspects of a free market
system to better serve the Goddess. So far, Goddess Becky has not addressed
the issue directly, so maybe don't make too many changes to your job until
we get a divine ruling on the issue.

5. Show devotion to Goddess Becky in all things

With the right mindset, every moment in your life can become a prayer to
Goddess Becky. When you are working out, remind yourself that it is your
duty take care of Her possessions, and since you yourself are one of her
possessions, it is your duty to take care of yourself. When you are
spending time with friends, think about how you can help one another
appreciate and worship the Goddess. Since Goddess Becky's divine command,
"Apparently I'm so hot now y'all aren't fucking? I'm flattered obvs, but
seriously don't turn into a bunch of virgins on me," we know that she
wants us to make love to one another, but of course that should be done
with proper reverence for the Goddess. Make sure that you are thinking
about Her and fully dedicating your orgasm to Her as you make love.

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@itsbecky's stream:

"Wow, hey guys! Thing's have really changed since my first feeding, huh? I guess
this is my first official stream since then," Becky stood in front of the camera,
which must have been held aloft by a drone, wearing towering black heels, a tiny
black pair of bikini bottoms, and nothing else. She was noticeably larger than
she had been when the transmission from her first feeding ended and a crowd of
naked men stood below her feet, looking entirely insignificant next to the blocky
heels which towered five times the height of the crowd.

"You're building churches dedicated to me now. I love it you guys, that's soooo
sweet. I've always said I have the best fans, but I guess you're not really
fans now, you're more like worshiper's huh?" She gave the camera a heart
melting smile.

"Well, I have some big news," she bit her lip and lifted her hands to push 4000
tons of tit together, "you know how normally a girl stops having hungry boobs
after her first feeding? Well, apparently that doesn't apply to goddesses,"
she grinned, "the girls are as hungry as ever." She bent down, letting her
huge udders sway beneath her. She placed her hands flat on the ground and
the crowd of men surged forward to back onto her upturned palms. Once her
hands were full, she straightened up and held her hands in front of her
massive boobs, pressing them lightly up against her nipples. The little
crowds on her palms began to drain away as they streamed into her nipples.
Becky bit her lip in pleasure, "oh that feels so good. Mmmmm, I love that
I'm going to be able to just keep growing and growing."

