“You still haven’t told me!” said Sonata Dusk, giggling as Silent Mic kissed his way up her neck.
Mic didn’t immediately know what Sonata was talking about; her mind and her mouth had a tendency to flit between whims, with little regard for outside context. He was tempted to ignore it, since he was already in the middle of something fun. An evening on the couch had given way to playful touches of the fingertips, then kisses… and then Sonata had hopped into his arms, stripping herself off as he carried her to the bedroom.
And Silent Mic couldn’t help but think it’d be better if she were carrying him. To an outside observer, that wouldn’t have seemed like a practical arrangement; Sonata was a slim girl, a bit shorter than Silent Mic, without too much in the way of muscle mass. But Sonata had a secret, albeit one she wasn’t especially careful about keeping. As a siren, she could absorb the power of love and use it to grow bigger and stronger. And Silent Mic loved that. He’d told Sonata that he thought it was cool, but he had never told her that full truth: it was also a turn-on.
Since before he’d met Sonata, Silent Mic had been fascinated with the idea of women growing into giants. But he’d gotten into the habit of not telling anyone, believing that it would stay a fantasy forever. And even though he was with someone who could make that fantasy a reality… it wasn’t an easy habit to break.
“Come on, I wanna know!” pressed Sonata.
Silent Mic had been making slow progress along Sonata’ flushed cheek, bringing his lips closer to hers with each soft kiss - but he stopped, and propped himself up with an arm so that he could look Sonata in the eyes. It was clear she really wanted some kind of question answered; hopefully he could answer it quickly and get back to business.
“What do you want to know?” he asked. “Did I promise to tell you something?”
“Your fantasy, silly!” said Sonata. “I want to give you something special, Silent Mic.”
“You’re already really special, Sonata,” said Silent Mic.
Sonata grinned. “I know, right? I’m like a sexy magic monster girl from another dimension or something. And it’d be a waste to be with someone like me and not take full advantage of it…”
The things Sonata Dusk said didn’t always make a lot of sense - that was one of the things he loved about her - but that made a lot of sense. “Well,” said Silent Mic, “The truth is… when I see you get bigger… and swallow people… it’s kind of a turn-on for me.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, it’s… actually a really big turn-on,” he said. “Seeing you get so big and powerful is… really exciting.”
Sonata’s expression started to shift. For an excruciating moment, Silent Mic thought it might twist into a scowl - but instead, her smile just grew wider. “Silent Mic, that’s great!”
“It is?”
“Yeah, it’s perfect!” said Sonata. “Because… well, it’s your love that lets me grow, and when I’m full of love it gets me pretty worked up… maybe you noticed that I get a little frisky after I grow?”
“Yeah,” said Silent Mic, “But you always shrink back down before we really do anything…”
“I didn’t know you liked me big!” said Sonata, stifling a giggle. “Most guys wouldn’t want to fool around with a girl who was twenty feet tall… but if that’s what you want… I’d love to.”
“Oh,” said Silent Mic, his face reddening. “Should I… start sending you my love again?”
“You don’t really need to,” said Sonata. “This room is already full of love. It’s easier to absorb when you send it right to me, but anytime we’re fooling around, there’s enough love for me to grow a little bit.” Sonata grabbed Silent Mic’s arm and pulled him on top of her - and then she started to grow.
Silent Mic wrapped his arms around Sonata, letting his hands find her ass. Like him, she was still wearing her undies, a pair of soft purple panties that stretched and expanded as her butt grew. Sonata’s curves grew wider in Silent Mic’s hands, and her body grew taller, soon overtaking Mic’s height.
Once Sonata grew taller than Silent Mic, she grabbed him and rolled over, putting herself on top. As she grew bigger and heavier, her weight settled on Mic, pressing him deeper into the mattress. Her growing breasts engulfed his chest - and when Sonata’s growth made her boobs rise higher and grow bigger, they settled on his face, covering his mouth and chin with soft, bare flesh.
Just when Silent Mic was beginning to worry he’d be smothered by Sonata’s beautiful blue breasts, Sonata rolled off of him. “That’s enough for now,” she said, hopping up off the bed. “If you don’t mind postponing our fun, I have an idea for how we can make this even better…”
“Sure,” said Silent Mic, sitting up.
“Great! Get dressed, we’re going out.”
“Okay,” said Mic. He leaned over the side of the bed and retrieved his clothes, and when he looked back at Sonata she was laying out a set of clothes that were sized for her now eight-foot frame. It occurred to him to wonder how she’d enlarged them… but then again, he’d seen her enlarge the clothes she was wearing while she grew. He supposed it wasn’t that much weirder that she could make something bigger without actually wearing it. But if she could do that, what exactly were the limits of her-
“Come on, get dressed!” said Sonata, breaking Silent Mic from his reverie. He slipped on his pants, turning his thoughts towards what the evening held for him.
Sonata extracted herself from the passenger seat with some difficulty, banding double to get herself through the door. She’d barely fit inside the car at her eight-foot height, taking up almost all of the space available. And now she towered over the car, making Silent Mic look - and feel - positively tiny as he rounded the car to take her hand. Of course, Mic didn’t really mind feeling small next to Sonata…
“So where are we going, exactly?” asked Mic. Sonata had done the navigating, holding her tiny phone up to her face and reading off directions. They were on the edges of downtown now, in a place the two of them had only ever visited during the day. They’d sampled the trendy restaurants on a few occasions, but they’d never taken in the nightlife - which now seemed to be in full swing.
“We’re going to a nightclub!” said Sonata.
“Really?” said Silent Mic. “Heh, that’s not really my scene…”
“Aw, but you’ll do it for me, right? I wanna move this big body on the dance floor! You can just watch, if you want…”
“Yeah, maybe,” said Silent Mic. He let Sonata lead him from the parking lot to the tail end of a line outside the glowing facade of a nightclub. “FRENZY” was the club’s name, proclaimed in wide neon block letters, and if the line’s length was any indication, it was the place to be.
“Aw, boo,” pouted Sonata. “I don’t want to stand in a line all night.”
Mic gave her hand a sympathetic squeeze. “Well, you could just eat all the people in front of us, one, by one, until we’re at the front of the line.”
“Good idea!”
“I was kidding,” said Silent Mic. That was sort of true. “You can’t actually eat that many people at once, can you?”
“Probably not,” said Sonata. “Not until I get a little bigger, anyway.”
“So we’re waiting, then.”
“Of course not!” said Sonata. “A giantess doesn’t wait in lines, and neither does her handsome little boyfriend.”
She sidestepped the line, pulling Silent Mic along with her as she walked past the people waiting. She got a lot of looks as she walked by; no one could quite believe they were seeing an eight-foot-tall woman, and all eyes were on her as she walked up to the bouncer at the front door and stopped in front of him.
The bouncer was straight out of Central Casting: broad-shouldered, slicked-back hair, dark suit. And tall, intimidatingly tall to just about anyone who approached. But not, of course, to Sonata Dusk. He stared up at her, and if there was a flicker of surprise on his face at the sight of an eight-foot-tall woman, his dark glasses hid it quite well. “Back of the line,” he said, sounding unimpressed.
“I wanna go in and dance!” said Sonata.
“You get into the club by waiting your turn, lady. Not by wasting my time.”
“Come onnnn,” said Sonata, shooting the bouncer a pleading smile.
“Lady,” said the bouncer, impatience turning his tone dark, “If you don’t turn around right now, I’m gonna snap your little boyfriend’s arm. All right?”
“No,” said Sonata. “That’s not all right. I can’t let you get away with threatening my Mic.” She grabbed the bouncer around his waist, pinning his arms to his sides, and lifted him off the ground. He shouted in protest, struggling, but he couldn’t wriggle free - strong as he was, he wasn’t a match for Sonata at this size.
“Hey, Silent Mic?” said Sonata. “Could you send a little love my way? This guy’s pretty wide…”
“Uh, okay,” said Mic. Like he’d done before, he concentrated on his feelings for Sonata, and she took them in, growing taller, expanding in all directions. Her bottom bumped against Silent Mic’s shoulder, and he rested his head against her hips as he stared up at her expanding bosom.
The bouncer was absolutely panicking now - although it came out sounding more like anger than fear. His struggles were accomplishing even less than before, now that Sonata was bigger and stronger - ten feet tall at least - and she easily lifted him to her mouth.
Silent Mic was still resting his head on Sonata’s giant, shapely ass, and he couldn’t see much of what was going on above her boobs. He could hear the bouncer’s protests become muffled as Sonata’s mouth engulfed his head, and then he could hear her throat working as she swallowed him. She was only half as tall as she usually was when she ate people, so swallowing the guy was a slower process than usual - but she didn’t seem to be having too hard of a time.
Silent Mic heard screams, and he turned to see the line of people dispersing in panic. It almost hadn’t occurred to him that most people would find it frightening to watch a girl grow from eight to ten feet tall and then start swallowing a full-grown man. For Silent Mic, it was a beautiful expression of Sonata’s power and love. He felt safe around her; she was bigger and stronger than anyone else, and she loved him.
Once the bouncer was halfway down her throat, and she no longer needed her hands to feed him into her mouth, she reached down and gently took Silent Mic’s hand in hers. Her fingers, now huge but still slim and graceful, guided his hand to her belly, and he felt it expand as the bouncer’s body made its way into her stomach.
“Ooh!” said Sonata, once her throat was clear. “He was a big meal! I’m gonna have to grow some more if I want to make room for anyone else…” She took Mic’s hand off her stomach and held it at her side. “But for now, I wanna hit the dance floor!”
She led Silent Mic into the club, past the unguarded door. The club’s music, faintly audible from outside, rose to an overwhelming volume as they stepped inside. Silent Mic didn’t have much experience with clubs, but he could see the appeal of a place like this: the sleek white walls were attractively modern, the music was good in an intense, pulse-pounding kind of way, and there were plenty of good-looking young men and women all around - on the dance floor, at the bar, huddled around tables.
But none of them compared to Sonata. That would have been true even if she were at her normal size, but now, striding into the club at a height of ten feet, she was indisputably in a class all by herself. Plenty of heads turned to look at her, but there was no panic; unlike the people who had been standing in line, they hadn’t seen her swallow anyone yet. A ten-foot-tall woman was strange, even alarming, but it didn’t stop the revelers from enjoying their night out.
“Wanna dance with me?” asked Sonata, looking down at Silent Mic. She could see the hesitation in his eyes, and she waved it off with a smile. “Don’t worry, you can just watch! I’ll be dancing just for you…”
She released his hand and walked to the dance floor; the crowds parted for her as she sauntered to the center of the floor, hips swaying. Silent Mic, suddenly finding himself standing alone in the middle of a nightclub, made his way to an empty stool at the bar and turned to face the dance floor. Sonata scanned the room, found Silent Mic, and shot him a sultry look as she began to move.
Sonata loved music, and she loved to dance; she was, after all, a siren. When she and Mic were together, she’d occasionally interrupt a quiet moment by putting on some music and shaking her body. She’d invite Silent Mic to join her, and sometimes he did - but she was also fine with just being watched. She liked having an audience.
And she had a big audience now, but it was clear that she was only dancing for one person. She kept her eyes on Silent Mic and she ran her hands along her curves, gyrated her hips, shook her tits… and Silent Mic kept his eyes on her too.
And he soon noticed that she was growing again. He hadn’t been consciously sending his love towards her, but he was focusing all his attention on her. And admiring her beauty, her grace, and her power. It wasn’t all that surprising that Sonata could feed on that and grow bigger.
Well, it wasn’t surprising to Silent Mic, at least. The other club-goers were backing away, panic spreading like a wave while Sonata, unconcerned, kept dancing. The club cleared out, fleeing from the beautiful siren whose swaying head rose ever closer to the club’s high ceiling. Most of the patrons didn’t stick around long enough to see Sonata hit twenty feet. It was a shame - Silent Mic would have loved to see her at this size, dancing among normal folk, the towering centerpiece of the dance floor.
And in a way, she got the dance partners she’d been lacking. From dim doorways around the club emerged more men like the bouncer, strong, broad-shouldered men in dark suits. Responding to the surge of panic and the suddenly empty club, they quickly identified the source of the disturbance and wasted no time converging on her. Silent Mic cringed as two such thugs rushed past him, but they paid him no mind; clearly they didn’t realize he had anything to do with the giantess in their midst.
They rushed her, all at once, a dozen men coming at her from all directions. Sonata saw them, but she didn’t seem worried. She didn’t even stop dancing. She brutally hip-checked the first thug who came at her, sending him flying with a bump of her big round butt. Then she twirled, sweeping up one brute in each arm, and fell backwards onto her ass, squashing the unlucky thug who’d happened to be standing behind her.
She dropped the first guy headfirst into her mouth, winking at Silent Mic as she began to swallow. He watched the struggling bulge travel down her throat, and before his legs had even gotten past her tongue, she was pushing the other thug past her lips, lifting her head and massaging her throat as the first man’s body made its way to her stomach.
Two goons approached her from the side with fists raised, and Sonata twisted her body towards them. From her seated position, she fell forward, bringing her boobs down on their heads. Just like the guy she’d sat on (was still sitting on, in fact), they were squashed flat, turned to pancakes under her soft - but now very hefty - bust.
The rest of the goons - six now remaining - were hesitating, unsure that this was a fight they could win. But Sonata seized on their hesitation, grabbing two more and stuffing one in her mouth. Seeing the other thugs starting to back away, she gulped him down quickly, shoved the other one in her mouth, and rose to her feet, once again dancing as the writhing bulges in her throat sank towards her belly.
The thugs tried to flee, but Sonata was quick on her feet, and her long stride allowed her to quickly place herself between them and their exit. Still gulping down their compatriots, she danced around them, knocking them to the floor with her butt each time one got close to escaping - and shooting Silent Mic the occasional sultry look in the process.
Once she’d fully consumed both goons, she reached into her top and pulled something small from inside. Silent Mic knew what it was immediately; Sonata had grown tired of finding herself without gum and, since most of her outfits lacked pockets, she kept a few pieces tucked away in private places. She popped the gum in her mouth, chewed for a moment, and began to blow an enormous pink bubble.
The thugs didn’t know what to make of the bubble, but they’d already made up their minds to flee. They began to scatter, each one pointing himself towards a different corner of the club - but then the bubble expanded with extraordinary speed, catching each of them in the back - and as soon as it made contact, they found themselves stuck.
Panicking, the men tried to pull themselves away. One of them tried to throw off the suit jacket that the gum was adhering to, which might have actually worked, if only he’d done it quickly enough. But before he could get his arms out of the sleeves, the bubble was already absorbing his head. Thrashing, the four men were pulled into the pink bubble, and for a moment their struggles could be seen disturbing the bubble’s surface - but then the bubble shrank and disappeared into Sonata’s mouth, leaving the dance floor empty aside from her.
“Whew!” she said, wiping her brow as she approached Silent Mic. She patted her belly, which showed a modest bulge. As usual, it probably should have been bigger than it was, given the combined size of the people she’d eaten, but Mic was used to that. “That was fun! I hope you liked watching me.”
“I did!” said Mic, yelling to be heard over the music. Sonata had no trouble making herself heard, but Mic only had a normal-sized set of lungs to work with. “You were really great out there.”
“Aw, thank you,” said Sonata, blushing a bit. “How about we take this party back to your place?”
“Tonight’s been a real workout!” said Sonata. “I bet I burned off more calories than I took in!”
Sonata, no longer able to fit in Silent Mic’s car and unwilling to shrink herself back down, had just jogged alongside as Mic had driven home. It did look like a pretty good workout, but Sonata hadn’t even broken a sweat. “I get the feeling you don’t really need to worry about calories,” he said.
“Yeah, I don’t,” said Sonata. “But you know what I mean. Come on, let’s go inside, I’m ready for some fun.”
“Are you going to shrink back down?” asked Silent Mic. “I don’t think you’re going to fit in my apartment…”
“Naw, I got it all figured out!” said Sonata. “I can just barely get my shoulders through the door frame. I want to give you your fantasy, Silent Mic. I want to be big for you.”
“If you say so,” said Silent Mic. He was still uncertain she could possibly fit, but now he wanted to at least give it a shot. Having a full-size Sonata in the bedroom was an exciting prospect. He opened the door for Sonata and stood aside.
In fact, she could get her shoulders through the door frame, but her breasts didn’t come through quite as easily. She requested Silent Mic’s help, and he gave it, shoving his face and hands into the soft flesh of her gigantic breasts, compressing them just enough that they could slip through. Her butt needed the same attention; he hiked up her skirt and squeezed her cheeks until they both made it through.
Shoving furniture aside with her enormous body, Sonata crawled to the bedroom, once again soliciting Silent Mic’s help to get through the door. Once she was inside, she took up almost all the space in the bedroom, hovering her tits above the bed as she awaited her boyfriend.
Silent Mic clambered around his girlfriend’s body, taking his place on the bed, underneath her beautiful beaming face and her giant dangling boobs. She reached down and began to strip him, peeling the clothes away from his body like he was a doll, stripping him naked before placing him back on the bed. With that done, she went to work on her own clothes, undoing her top and letting it flutter down onto Silent Mic’s naked body. It covered him like a blanket, and was soon followed by her bra.
Once her breasts were free, Sonata swept aside the clothes she’d dropped onto Silent Mic and lowered her chest onto him. First, she buried him in her cleavage, letting him breathe in the scent of her skin in the deep, soft darkness. Then she brought her right breast straight down on his face, and he filled her mouth with her dark blue nipple, licking and sucking at the sensitive skin, making her moan.
Once she lifted her breast from his face, she was completely naked, her beautiful womanhood exposed, glistening, in full flower. “Am I going to… be big enough?” asked Silent Mic. “While you’re like this?”
“Don’t you worry about that,” said Sonata. “As long as I have your love, this will be fun for both of us. And I bet you’re going to give me lots of love.”
Sonata brought her body forward, bracing herself against the wall above the headboard, and lowered her hips onto Silent Mic. The wet folds of her pussy embraced him, taking all of him with ease - but when she clenched the powerful muscles of her core, she held him tight. And when her hips began to move, he felt her all around him.
There was nothing Silent Mic could do but lay back, breathless, letting Sonata make love to him. He was completely at her mercy, every bit as much as those goons back in the club had been. But she had nothing but love for him, and she expressed it as only she could: by growing, blossoming into a giantess, and fulfilling his lifelong fantasy.
Silent Mic moaned Sonata’s name as her thrusting hips brought him towards climax. Above his head, Sonata’s tits bobbed with each motion of her body, and below him the bed shook with the movement of her powerful hips. He clutched at the sheets, his limbs trembling, as Sonata pumped her hips faster, her muscles clenching him tighter, until he could hold out any longer.
Silent Mic came, crying out in ecstasy - and Sonata drank up the love that was radiating from him. Not to grow, but to bring herself to climax along with him, filling her womanhood with his love until it burst with joy. Her cries shook the walls, drowning his out entirely - and when they were both spent, she collapsed on top of him, shifting her body slightly so that his head poked out from under her tummy.
“How was it?” breathed Sonata. “Was it everything you wanted and more?”
“It was,” said Silent Mic. “I love you so much, Sonata.”
“I love you too, Silent Mic.” SHe let out a satisfied sigh, and her skin settled onto Silent Mic, covering him with it warmth. “And I’m lucky to have a guy who likes me like this. Likes me big.” She giggled. “We’re gonna do this again real soon.”
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