Do some casual terraforming

Sophie: "Hey... they can't tell me what to do or what not to do... if I make my own country!"

You head out into the high seas, far enough from any existing shore that you can really stretch yourself out. Here you stride on the ocean floor, miles tall. You were savvy enough to wear long rubber boots, because you know that the deep sea is almost freezing cold.

The only problem is, you're unsure where you're going to get enough stone and dirt to create your island.

Sophie: "Damn I'm already hitting a snag. Hm..."

Then you think of something. These boots you're wearing! They grew along with you, even though they're not a part of your 'regular' outfit. That means that anything at all you're wearing, and probably anything you're holding as well, will grow and shrink along with you.

You quickly run back home and borrow a shovel and a kiddy pool from your neighbor. You take a bunch of rocks and dirt into the pool, carry it into the ocean, then enlargen it with your powers, shovel out bits of it and then enlargen them as much as possible, before dropping them into the desired location in the ocean. After a few hours of fenaggling, you've accrued the tiniest island.

By this time, you've attracted quite a lot of attention. Several South American nation's navies have turned up to question you, but you kindly inform them that they have no jurisdiction here, and send them sulking off on their way. The American media on the other hand are in a frenzied state, as usual. 'LAND OF THE GIANTS RISES OUT OF THE PACIFIC OCEAN!', they write. Pheh, you think. At least label it the 'Land of the Giantesses', jerks.

But no, you have a much more fitting name in mind: Sophieland. Or actually no, that's lame. How about the Island of Sophie? No way, that sounds like a book or something. What about... The State of Sophie? No way, nobody names states like that. It makes it sound like a mental condition or something.

For a moment you consider naming it Fetish Kink Porn Land, so that the mainstream media stops writing about it, but they'd probably just dub it 'Fekipola' or something equally lame... On second thought though, Fekipola has a decent ring to it.

By the time you've grown your little islet into such a considerable size that infrastructure can be considered, there are already tourists and even migrants vying to visit Fekipola, simply because they are deluded into thinking that this is some kind of a fetishistic utopian paradise.

Sophie: "You guys, I'm so sorry! I'm trying to make this into that, but I'm still a ways off. If you wanna stay for a while I can fetch you some food and drinks from the mainland - I haven't managed to grow any crops yet, but I've been able to make some hyuge blades of grass. Maybe I'll have luck with mushroom spores."

The migrants don't fret this inconvenience all that much - in fact, many of them think that having a stunningly beautiful giantess working the lands is enough of an attraction by itself. However, the presence of other people leads you to make a system of law, with you as the de facto ruler. It's very simple stuff about no murders, no theft, no **** and no bigotry, which you nail onto a large billboard in front of the only pier on Fekipola.

Months pass, and Fekipola has grown to a size as garantuan as its ruler. Expansion is exponentially faster once you have enough land to stand on as a giantess, so you've soon created a continent comparable to the United States in the South Pacific. You've done your best to avoid blocking too many sea routes, but with an island this size it's impossible to avoid.

The population of Fekipola has exploded too. Ever since you became able to change sizes, there have been other strange and supernatural humans popping up all over the world. Men or women with gargantuan or multiple penises, people who have become anthropomorphic versions of various animals, shapeshifters, superhumans, technomancers, even replicants, and one dude who can turn items into solid gold. These people all find solace in Fekipola, free to copulate away from the judgement of the rest of the world.

As it happens, many of these people are exceptionally horny and virile, so the population is at a steady growth both from birth and immigration. The soil of Fekipola is equally fertile - vegetables the size of houses grow in your fields, and every morning you take a big duffel bag of imported goods from abroad and grow them to mega sizes.

After striking a few deals with shipping companies, Fekipola creates a secondary island to house their growing population, leaving a large canal between them for cargo ships to pass through for a meager toll. In exchange, the billionaire owners of these companies pull some strings for you, and suddenly Fekipola is being recognized by several important countries.

Fekipola thrives, with you as their rightful ruler. Even while obscenely rich and world-famous, you still can't help but snicker like a girl when some newscaster calls your country by its official name.

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