Damage Control

Christina grimaced. To say she was unhappy about this was dramatically understating her feelings on the subject. Though her new size and subsequent authority had worked well, she knew she wouldn't be able to keep it up. Despite the fact that she continued to swell in size. Even now the top of the 60ft building was becoming within reach of her outstretched arm. Before that concern however, she needed to do some damage control.

"Alright, everyone. If you just took a picture of me. I want you to delete it. Now!" Her audience quickly tapped out their phone and promptly deleted the pictures. "If I find out any of these pictures weren't deleted and wind up on the internet...the consequences will be most dire for the offending party. Understood?"

Her crowd again nodded in agreement. "Good, now we wait." Minutes ticked by in silence. The crowd slowly murmured to themselves as they waited for the fire department. The one thing that was not stopping was Christina's growth. Already the crowd had to move to get out from under her shuffling feet. Even so, a careless motion by the giant actress threatened to send tons of rumble down on them. Her ass, nearing the size of big butted chick, now would go through the building with a mere tap and her monumental bust, now near her navel and projecting at least a (scale) foot from her ribcage, would act as twin wrecking balls. Easily crushing anything she set them on. Worse, there was a tingling in her groin she couldn't place. Arousal or something far more sinister? She didn't know. With every passing second the feeling got worse.

Thankfully, as she was starting to get impatient she heard the sound of sirens in the distance. She was thrilled as they drew near but her glee turned to horror as the sirens raced past and continued down the street. Even her own audience was surprised by this turn of events. What was more important than a giant growing woman?

Christina got the answer as her head rose above the apartment building. Almost automatically she grabbed the roof and dug in. Her fingers easily crunching the brick work. Even worse, she stood up on her toes, unknowingly thrusting her enormous bust into the building. Everyone on this side of the building now had an open air living room, courtesy of the growing goddess. Her nipples had dragged across the shag carpeting of someone's apartment, the sensations sending pleasure up and down her body. She tried her best to ignore the (to her) 3 inch nipples as she saw what was so important.

After all, what could be more important than a giantess?