Nora doesn’t care, yet things felt strange?

No cock!

The thought froze Big Nora mid flight in the air, mother gone to find cock. Still something lingered on the outside of the basic thoughts of hers. The thoughts smart, demanding and crafty.

One that had accidentally found a way to keep herself above her basic primal instinct that afflicted Metas, Aliens and humans alike.

A memory from puny her flashed through her uncomprehending mind, a talking star the one to speak near gibberish. “We now have the desired molecules in the air."

Gideon. The Gideon, something the other tiny her caused, in a round place she had a vague sense of. Something Big Nora couldn’t fathom, why would the talking Star be talking to puny her.

Big Nora floated in the air, unsure of why or what was stopping her from seeking…cock?

Wholly unaware of the battle raging across her. It all came back to the mothers milk Iris had fed her to make her a giant, a problem laid in it giant causing effects.

The unforeseen problem began when Nora created a counter particle to seal the original particle fountain fracture that had started this. She created it by running in the particle accelerator. Imbuing the very air around the fractured well to seal it and more importantly herself with the counter particle.

So try as she might Big Nora wasn’t in charge or would exist for much longer. The particles causing the giant in a battle against its exact opposite inside of Nora. A battle to decide the very nature of it host that went beyond radiation or technology.

One side won out.

The basic primal self of Nora didn’t have a moment to cry out before Nora, the smart human one, was back in charge.

I’m me!

Back to normal…and falling to to her ****.

The wind whipped past her, wild hair billowed, whatever mutation allowing the giants to float now nonexistent in her body. So she fell, the distance didn’t matter.

Don’t scream. She needed to be silent lest the giants realize they hadn’t been able to turn her, if they did it could mean…well they weren’t the brightest except for some cunning moments so probably fuck her or eat her.

Falling to my **** in silence! Only the fear of going through the **** fed milk thing again staved off screaming in absolute terror as the ground rushed towards her.

I’m going to die. Even facing certain **** she stayed quiet. Finding dying not equal to the terror of what happened during her transformation.

She crashed hard into the forest with a resounding and massive crack and crater. Luckily living due to the physical changes not reversing yet. So while it hurt and she scared several animals she laid in the hole unharmed and more importantly still herself.

Have to get up, have to go!

Nora rolled to her side, using a tree to hold onto she got to her feet, and immediately fell back down as the giantess prowess wreaked upon her body began reversing startling fast.

Her massive breasts shrank in size, ass less mountain cake worthy, her monumental height diminishing. The thoughts and sensations still nearly as lewd as the original transformation. Except they laid in the other direction, Nora’s direction. Of sensual women, soft curves, beautiful minds and pounding them with a strap till they passed out.

That’s new? She felt a smidge of a laugh from somewhere deep in her, while she was victorious against being basic the other her had left a parting gift. A new found need of dominance, to be in charge in bed.

Nora leaned up against the tree again, thankful the tree no longer the same height as her. In fact she wasn’t even comparable anymore to the tree, back to her regular human height.

Nearly done. Her body back to normal-ish, her hair and body hair desperately needed a salon and her pussy still sopping aroused. Still she didn’t feel like a cavewoman anymore, nor fueled by primal horny urges.

Okay, wait, I’m oh… She looked down to be greeted by a new sight, her breasts still larger, nipples engorged. Full with…milk.

Does that mean I carry the same thing as them, or something different? The milk a vector of this transformation, the main one since Nora shut down the fractured well. But it could also be a salvation, after all who's to say her milk was the same as the giants.

“Big Nora!” A voice sounding like her mom’s echoed through the woods, a breeze seemed to follow it. Probably thanks to the odd power and senses of the giants.

“Schrap!” Nora called upon her lightning, rewarded by a pleasant buzz she hadn’t known was missing. The speed **** added more clarity against what had happened, seemingly comforting her.

Nora burst off, having learned her lesson in avoiding these giants. No stopping, no lingering and absolutely no swallowing anything.

Out of the wilderness and disappearing into the city, off to find somewhere safe and to think. To process what the schrap happened to her.

What do I do now?