Limestone awoke to the sun's rays beating down on her eyelids, as she always did. Just because she made her own schedule didn't mean she could afford to be lazy. Before she could be bothered to open them, however, she noticed that a few things seemed off. For starters, she couldn't feel any bedding on top of her. Additionally, said bed seemed to be far less comfortable than she remembered, which was saying something. More curious, though, were the voices. They were numerous, and louder than she was used to in the morning.

But before she could give them a piece of her mind, though, she had to actually get out of bed. Leaning onto her back, Limestone yanked herself upright, blinking her eyes open with a yawn. What she saw made her very confused very quickly: the sky.

Ok, why the hell am I outside? she thought. More specifically, she was right next to the quarry, the exposed layers of grey and tan stone sprawled out in front of her. For some reason, the vast, heavily excavated pit seemed somewhat less vast than usual.

Suddenly, the voices from before increased in volume, and Limestone was assaulted by a barrage of flashing lights. Both seemed to be coming from below and to her left, so that was where she swiveled her head to leer in irritation.

At first, she didn't understand what she was looking at. What's with all the toy cars and dollhouses? And are those bugs?

Squinting, she looked more closely. Oops, wait, no, that's just bunch of tiny news reporters. Wait, tiny reporters!?

Shocked to full alertness, Limestone gasped. Yup, those were in fact people she was seeing. Except each of them only seemed to be about three inches tall. Taken in conjunction with the appearance of those 'dollhouses' and the area surrounding them, she had a frightening realization. No. It couldn't be.

Slowly, eyes wide, she looked down. Splintered wood and other general wreckage was piled up under and around her butt. "Oh. Oh fuck."

She was a veritable giant. Resting on top of what used to be her home. The neighbor's houses barely came up her boobs, even sitting down as she was. In the process of observing this fresh fact, Limestone remembered she was naked.

With a yelp that nearly broke every window on the block, she clenched her thighs together and wrapped her arms around her chest. "Are you guys for real?" she exclaimed, glaring daggers at the journalists below, the people so numerous that they blocked off the road. "Even if this is a big scoop, a girl deserves a bit of courtesy! How many people are watching me right now!?"

If anything, her outburst made the situation even worse. Now that she was actually awake and paying attention, the reporters shifted their focus from their respective cameramen to Limestone, holding up their microphones and bombarding her with questions.

"You're Limestone Pie, correct?"

"Miss, could you tell us how exactly you ended up this large?"

"Should the public be concerned that you're a threat?"

"Excuse me, the world needs to know: what will you do now?"

"A big scoop is right!"

Well, that last one wasn't a question, and came from a random bystander. Still though, Limestone was unamused. "Yes, I'm Limestone. As for everything else, I have no god damn clue! So don't push your luck."

Ignoring their many follow-up inquiries, Limestone took stock of her current predicament. Judging by the size of herself in relation to everything else, she was about a hundred feet tall. There was no way she'd be able to get any privacy like this, since no building could possibly admit her. On the other hand, she was the center of attention now. Isn't that sort of what she'd wanted? There were even a number of helicopters circling high over her head. Assuming there was no way to return to normal, and she could, you know, live this way, there might be some positives to her situation. Keyword being might.

Before she could start problem solving, however, a pair of cars pulled up behind the others. They came in fast, screeching to a stop, and from them rapidly emerged eight girls. While Limestone didn't recognize most of them, one was very familiar.

"Limestone!" shouted a visibly concerned Pinkie at the top of her lungs, her hands cupped over her mouth. "Can you hear me up there!? Are you okay!?"

Realizing the others must have been her close friends, of whom Limestone had heard a great deal about recently, she forced herself to smile. Pinkie was a sight for sore eyes, and she really needed her sister's trademarked wacky optimism right now. "I'm fine, Pinkie. Just, well, you know," she said, gesturing to herself.

Seeing a fresh development, the news crews all went silent to record their conversation. Limestone knew better than to try and shoo them all away.

As Pinkie exhaled deeply in relief, Limestone realized the rest of her family wasn't with her. "Where are mom, dad, Marble, and Maud?" she asked.

At this, Pinkie chuckled sheepishly. "They kinda, sorta, all fainted on the spot when the saw you on TV. Except Maud, who stayed to look after them."

Limestone snorted. "Of course. Why am I not surprised?"

Rainbow Dash stepped forward, craning her head back to address Limestone. "Since they couldn't make it, we all rushed over as soon as we heard, 'cause we're supportive like that."

"Everyone figured you could, um, use some help," added Fluttershy, who was blushing deeply and facing away.

Sunset Shimmer, however, was completely unfazed by Limestone's continued nudity, scanning the giantess' body with a critical eye. "This is almost definitely a rogue magic issue. We're about the only ones who can help."

Limestone figured that 'magic' was as good an explanation as she was going to get. Especially since she'd seen Pinkie's in action before. "If you say so," she said, cocking her brow.

Twilight Sparkle nodded in confirmation. "We haven't failed yet!"

"Before we get to that, though," cut in Rarity, "I believe there are more pressing matters to address. Or just 'dress', as it were."

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea," agreed Applejack, who had her hat pulled down to cover her eyes.

"Dress her with what?" asked Rainbow. "Circus tents?"

Pinkie tried and failed to stop from bursting into laughter. "O-oh wow. That was good. I'm sorry, sis, I can't h-help myself."

Limestone's eye twitched. She was seriously tempted to knock Dash over with a finger for that little joke. But she managed to exercise restraint.

After shooting a violent frown at Rainbow, Rarity placed a hand on her chin in thought. "Eh-hem. Limestone, if I can scale up your measurements, I should at the very least be able to make a bikini or two for you in your new size. That is, assuming I can procure enough material."

"Don't bother," said Limestone, allowing her arms to fall to her sides, once more exposing her titanic tits. "It's nice of you to offer, but that would be a major waste of effort. The whole country already saw me in the buff while I was sleeping, so why stop now?" she added, resigned. "I'll get used to it anyway."

Rarity seemed slightly disappointed. "If you say so, darling."

Applejack placed her hands on her hips. "Anyhow, Limestone here'll need a place to stay until we can sort this out," she noted, changing the subject. "There's plenty o' room on the farm."

Twilight shook her head. "That would be awkward, I think. It's too close to the city. I have a much better idea."

Limestone stood tall at the end of the road, firm and unmoving like a living mountain. Her feet compacted the dirt below as they supported her new immensity. The view was actually pretty nice from her vantage point, with a dense forest bordering a calm lake.

She had followed Pinkie and her friends to the location Twilight suggested: Camp Everfree. With her towering legs, Limestone easily kept pace with their vehicles at a walk, the trip barely taking half an hour. The hard part had been avoiding stepping on anything important. If those farmers minded a portion of their crops getting trampled, then that was too bad. They'd just have to deal with it.

Sunset hadn't come with, instead staying behind to keep the obnoxious newspeople occupied, which Limestone very much appreciated. Even after the multiple incidents that had previously occurred, this was the first time that mass media had caught wind of magic in Canterlot, the events before now written off as hoaxes or illusions. But, well, the evidence in this case was too overwhelming to ignore, and the bombshell that was the existence of magic would keep them occupied for a long while. Still, the helicopters had followed Limestone, and she tried very hard to ignore them.

As her normal sized companions entered the camp proper, Limestone waited patiently, exposed in the open. It was honestly kind of liberating, feeling the warmth of the sun and the chill of the breeze on her skin without anything getting in the way.

Limestone almost didn't notice when they returned with two fresh faces in tow, lost in the moment as she was. Twilight beamed up at her, hands press together. "Great news, Limestone! Timber and Gloriosa have agreed to let you stay for as long as you need!"

"Great," Limestone said. "I'm more of a rock person, honestly, but it is pretty nice out here."

"I'm so happy you like our camp!" Gloriosa exclaimed. "We aim to please, yes we do!"

Man, Limestone thought, never thought I'd meet a chick as bubbly as Pinkie. I ain't buying it. "What's the catch? Twilight promised you something, didn't she?"

Gloriosa waved away the question, her smile unchanged. "What, no, of course she didn't! It's not like I'm hoping your residence will drum up more business, or anything!"

Limestone facepalmed with the force of a thunderclap. So did Applejack, minus the extreme noise. "Great," Limestone mused. "I'm a tourist attraction."

"That's no way to put it!" insisted Rarity. "You, Limestone, are a star, commanding attention like never before! Why, just look at Timber!"

Limestone did look at Timber. At the moment, he was staring up at her, rendered helpless by her looming body. Limestone smirked. This guy was such a dork. Ok yeah, Rarity was right, she did feel better when thinking along those lines.

Twilight's reaction, however, was the opposite. She hummed at him in disapproval, but went completely unnoticed by Timber until Gloriosa punched him in the shoulder, jolting him back to his senses. "Ow, what?"

As Rainbow laughed at his expense, Twilight just sighed.

"That aside, hehe," chuckled Pinkie before taking a deep breath, "no matter what anyone else thinks, you'll always be my sister!"

"Aw, thanks, Pinkie," said Limestone, her heartstrings successfully tugged. She was having a major case of emotional whiplash today.

There was a brief period of awkward silence and fidgeting among the group before Fluttershy tentatively spoke. "Um, Twilight, didn't you have some more to say to Limestone?"

"Oh, right!" Twilight said, shifting to once more address Limestone, this time in full lecture mode. "The logic behind making Camp Everfree your temporary residence is the necessity of food and water."

Now that she mentioned it, Limestone was pretty hungry, having skipped breakfast for obvious reasons. On cue, her stomach gurgled, the sound akin to a volcano on the verge of erupting. She saw everyone's faces pale a bit.

"Ahem," Twilight coughed before continuing, "given that you are now approximately twenty times taller than you were previously, your body's volume, and therefore your needed caloric intake, is eight thousand times greater than normal. Since we don't have the budget to feed a small town, unconventional food sources are the next best thing. Namely, trees."

Limestone thought she'd misheard. "I'm sorry, did you say I'm supposed to eat trees? As in, tree trees?"

"Yes," she confirmed, pushing her glasses back up the bridge of her nose. "Many deciduous species are at least partially edible, but you'll want to only eat Spruce or Birch trees, which should be completely edible. Timber here can teach you to identify them."

Timber pointed at himself. "Me?"

"Well, it's a school day," said Twilight. "I've missed enough classes already!"

Rarity smiled in amusement. "Also, we need to return for our instruments - and Sunset - in order to go about fixing you, Limestone dear."

"It's either that or we reaffirm our friendship again. On command. Somehow," said Fluttershy, almost too softly for Limestone to hear.

"Eh, rocking out is obviously more awesome, anyway," added Rainbow, shredding on an air guitar for a second.

"If you say so!" exclaimed Gloriosa. "It was great to see you again! Take care! I'll miss you!"

Applejack's eyebrow rose in a display of supreme questioning. "We're coming back to see Limestone this afternoon."

Gloriosa didn't seem to hear her. Maybe she's freaking out internally about this whole thing, more so than I am, even, and trying her best to hide it? Limestone wondered. Regardless, it was about time they left, apparently, so Limestone waved goodbye. "See ya."

The girls returned her wave before filing into their cars, save Pinkie, who also wrapped Limestone's ankle in a hug first.

After that, Limestone endured an extremely awkward crash course on botany from Timber, complete with quick upwards glances. Still, by the end she was able to squint really hard at leaves to check if they matched those on the example trees he showed her. Once he and Gloriosa left to return to their business, Limestone was finally free to go about her own.

The first item on her impromptu schedule was to eat, obviously. While not all of the vast Everfree Forest was on camp property, there were plenty of trees for her to choose from, and a few wouldn't be missed regardless. She slowly made her way through the woods, scanning the foliage as she went. Her legs crashed through branches and sent birds scattering in all directions. Eventually, she found a medium-sized birch which looked vaguely appetizing. Reaching down with both hands, she grabbed the trunk, her fingers able to wrap around its entire circumference. Keeping the base steady, she twisted her wrist, snapping the entire thing clean off like a twig.

Limestone turned the tree this way and that in her hand, examining it from every angle before shrugging and biting off a branch. It wasn't particularly tasty, which she had expected, given that people normally didn't eat wood or leaves. Still, it had a nice crunch, and Limestone liked crunchy, gladly taking another bite after she'd swallowed the first. The whole experience felt surreal, almost like eating cotton candy because of the overall shape, but not really, because it was a whole entire tree.

By the time only a log remained, Limestone had had her fill. She left it on the forest floor by the fresh stump and went over to the lake to wash it down. Cupping her hands, she carried a few gulps worth of fresh water all the way up to her wide lips, the excess she couldn't swallow cascading down her chin and through her cleavage, briefly forming a picturesque waterfall.

"Ahh, that hit the spot," she said, clasping her hands and stretching her arms high. Limestone almost imagined she'd be able to touch the clouds, but no dice. Fully refreshed, she returned to the camp proper.

The others probably want me to wait here, she thought. But I can't just sit around doing nothing, I'm already starting to feel guilty about my lack of productivity today. I'll just retrace my steps to the quarry and see what I can get done.

Her internal debate resolved, Limestone gingerly moved back towards the road, and to familiar territory.

"Excuse me!"

—But was stopped by somebody shouting for her attention next to the arched gate. It wasn't Gloriosa, Timber, or anyone else she recognized. Rather, Limestone found herself staring down at a purple-skinned teenager who looked the part of a stereotypical nerd, complete with suspenders on his pants and taped-together, black glasses.

"Yes?" Limestone asked. "What do you want?" She highly doubted he was a camper in that getup.

"Hi, I'm Micro Chips!" he said, waving a bit too enthusiastically. "I really want to talk with you about something important, and I've been waiting patiently for you to get comfortable in your new size first."

"Uh, ok," she said, skeptical. Limestone wasn't really sure what his deal was, but figured she might as well hear him out, given he'd gone through the trouble of following her all the way out here. At least he seemed polite, unlike those creepy-ass, film-you-while-you-sleep newscasters. "So, what's up? Other than me, heh."

Smiling wide, he was happy to provide an explanation. "Do you mind if I'm a bit blunt? You strike me as the sort of woman who doesn't like it when people beat around the bush, metaphorically speaking."

This was true, so she nodded. "Shoot."

Steeling himself, Micro Chips straightened his posture and met her eyes. "I have a giantess fetish and would do basically anything to be with you."

More so than anything else that had happened today, which was saying something, this statement left Limestone dumbstruck. She pulled her head back, blinking owlishly. Wow, he sure wasn't kidding. "That's..."

Upon seeing Limestone's hesitance, he cringed away. "Super weird, I know," said Micro, downcast. "It's just that, until now, it was nothing more than a fantasy. An amazing one, but I knew it would never happen for real, even with all the mind control and magic beams going around at CHS lately. But then I saw you. You're a dream come true, Limestone."

"... Interesting. I was going to say 'interesting'," she finished.

Micro Chips pulled a 180, his hopeful expression returning. "You mean it?"

Limestone drummed her fingers against her leg. "Honestly? It's a bit flattering," she said, feeling a slight blush form on her cheeks. "Nobody's ever come onto me before. I was just having a bit of trouble processing the fact that some men are actually into women too big to properly fuck."

"Ah, I understand. Haven't been on the internet much, I assume?" he asked.

She shook her head. "I'm a working girl. Who has the time?"

Micro unabashedly raised his hand. "While not even close to common, there are plenty of people out there who feel the same way I do, and we have our own communities. I have other online friends coming who've dropped everything to fly into Canterlot and throw themselves at you. I figure there's enough Limestone to go around."

Tense, he looked up with pleading eyes. "Well? How about it?"

That knowledge stirred something up within Limestone, fresh, bubbling emotions. Knowing that she was an object of desire with the magnitude to effortlessly draw in a whole harem to her side set her heart beating faster. Beyond wanted, Limestone was needed, and for who she was, not what she did. This is what I've been missing. Not love, I have family for that, but desire, passionate and unrestrained. Am I really going to make myself an easy catch, though? she asked herself.

Limestone found her answer when she realized how disappointed Micro and the others would be if she declined. Her future actions clear, she smirked down at her cute little admirer, hands on her hips. "You've convinced me. I'll give this a shot."

"Oh hell yes!" he said, with much enthusiasm. "You won't regret it, I promise."

"I'll hold you to that," replied Limestone with a seductive wink. It wasn't a very good seductive wink, out of practice as she was, but still.

He reacted favorably nonetheless. Limestone hadn't been paying special attention to his crotch until now, so she didn't know if his boner had been there the whole time, but it was definitely raging now, his pants visibly tenting. "So, what do you want to try first?" Micro asked, practically shaking with anticipation.

"Hmm..." voiced Limestone, before she musing on her options. "I think that, for now, you can stand there and watch," she concluded. "We did just meet like two minutes ago. Plus it wouldn't be fair to the other kinky bastards on their way."

"Ah, dammit," Micro cursed. "Why did I have to go and tell you about that?"

Limestone chuckled. "Oh, think of it this way; you get a private show. Well, it'll be mostly for me, because shit did you get me horny, but also for you."

She wasn't kidding about being pent up. Spurred to arousal by the matter of discussion, Limestone had already been feeling a familiar, burning ache from deep inside her core, one that begged to be released. She didn't want to wait another second, but did so anyway to check the skies. The helicopters were all gone, likely having left to refuel. That was good, because what Limestone was about to do was most certainly not fit for television. "Mmm, let's get started."

Stepping over the gate, she placed her feet on either side of Micro Chips before squatting down, legs spread. Her pussy loomed over his head, casting him in shadow as her folds throbbed. She was so big that, even when crouching, the surrounding trees didn't even reach her hips. Enraptured by the sight, he rapidly unzipped his pants, freeing his rock hard cock. Limestone gladly soaked in the sight, but its girth was miniscule when compared to her clit or nipples, and that thought only turned her on further.

Unable to hold back any longer, Limestone pressed her fingers against her labia, sending a shiver of pleasure up her spine. "Fuck. You like what you see, dude?"

"You have no idea," he said, breathless as he stroked himself. In fact, to better keep her in view, Micro Chips had laid down onto the grass.

Limestone barely heard him, for she too had begun masturbating in earnest. The cool air was heavenly against her snatch, almost as good as her fingers. Each pass of skin against skin, flesh against flesh, was electrifying. She quickly lost all that remained of her self control, totally unable to stop herself as the sensations pulsing through her kept building in intensity. Limestone's fit body commanded the landscape, so why shouldn't she go all out?

Micro Chips didn't mind one bit, eyes following her every action as he fapped furiously below.

"Ahhn, I love this feeling," Limestone managed between heavy grunts. As she increased the pace of her ministrations, her body started to twitch, each motion shaking her boobs some. Realizing they were neglected, Limestone grabbed one with her free hand, squeezing tightly as she pinched her nipple between her digits.

Watching her go at it like that, her frame blotting out the heavens, made Micro's heart race like wild, and his dick was so hard he nearly thought it would break. "God, you're so unbelievably sexy, Limestone. Your legs, your chest, your gigantic cunt..."

"Ha! Bet you - unf - want to touch it too, eh?" Limestone prodded, moaning as she rubbed and flicked at her hot, wet insides. "Explore my every nook and cranny? Well, too bad. This fuckin' huge, I'm in control, and there's nothing you can do about it."

Hearing her say that make him writhe on the ground in pleasure. "You could - shit - literally hold me in the palm of your hand."

Limestone bit her lip. She totally could. Just pick him up and have her way with him, fingering his entire body. Boy, was that tempting. But no. She'd file that promising idea away for later. Instead, she tweaked her clit, bending and flicking at her most sensitive spot until she saw stars. She moaned in ecstasy, the soft squelching of her nethers providing backup for the lewd symphony she was making. Timber and Gloriosa could probably hear her, if they weren't watching from the distance already, but Limestone didn't care. She just kept fondling her car sized breasts with abandon.

This combination of sights and sounds was enough to put Micro Chips over the edge. "Fuck, cumming!" Hips thrusting upwards at his out-of-reach dream girl, his cock shuddered, releasing spurts of semen into the air and all over his shirt.

Seeing him cum so intensely like that, without having even touched him but knowing it was solely her doing, tipped Limestone past the breaking point herself. Howling loud enough to be heard from a mile away, her passage clenched as tightly as an anaconda. Her back arched, toes curling and scraping the ground as her mind went blank from the pure, orgasmic bliss. She had never been much of a squirter, but the volume of luscious, sticky fluids that did burst forth from the depths of her pussy was more than enough to completely drench Micro's entire body in a rain of femcum. The sight only made her climax stretch out even longer, letting out a squeal of delight as she was wracked with spasms.

Unable to muster the strength to stay standing, Limestone collapsed onto her butt, totally obliterating the Camp Everfree sign in the process. Her deep breaths huffed in and out as she basked in the afterglow, more satisfied than she'd been in ages. "H-Holy shit."

"Y-Yeah," agreed Micro after a bit, his own afterglow equally overwhelming.

Eventually, both of them stood and recomposed themselves, Micro removing his dirtied shirt as Limestone brushed stray bits of wood off her ass. "I should probably be getting to work," she said, with only a hint of reluctance. "But we're definitely doing more of this later."

"Anything you want, babe, I'm game," Micro replied.

"Right answer," said Limestone with a smile. She decided to give him one last parting gift, delicately picking him to plant a quick kiss on his whole face before setting him back down. And then she left her new fuckbuddy behind, her stride having a tad more bounce to it than usual.

When Limestone returned to the quarry, she knew her usual methods were off the table. Still, she'd surprised herself with how well-suited her new size was for her routine tasks. Limestone needed no longer dream of the day she could afford actual, heavy duty equipment to replace her old pickaxe and cart. Her massive arms and legs worked just as well.

If she put her full force behind the motion, a single stomp of Limestone's heel hit like a wrecking ball, shattering the stone to bits. And carrying huge piles of rubble out of the carved depression was as easy as grabbing them in her hands and taking a couple of steps. Even sorting was a snap when each chunk of rock was shrunk down to the relative size of a pebble. The one thing she couldn't do was pick out any gemstones, as even if she uncovered any, they would be so small as to be invisible to her giant eyes.

Still, Limestone had no right to complain when the tradeoff was that she could now get what had previously been a full day's worth of mining done in under an hour. It would be easy to use the extra money to hire somebody to pick them out.

Okay, not everything was ideal, if she was being honest. Nature had called while she was working, reminding her that, yes, using the bathroom was something she would still need to do on the regular. Having to use her former bedsheet as toilet paper was a bit gross, but there wasn't anything else available. Eh, I'll figure something better out later.

Limestone was in the middle of her latest round of sorting, sitting cross-legged behind the tall piles of rocks, when she was interrupted by the honk of a horn. Pausing, she saw the culprit was a small, colorful bus with a light green old woman behind the wheel. It slowed to a stop before a blur of pink zipped out.

"Oh, Limey, you're working! Always the responsible one!" Pinkie exclaimed.

"Hey, Pinkie," Limestone replied with a wave. "You here with that magic of yours?"

"Yup! We're all ready to go!" she confirmed, gesturing with both hands to the bus. Everyone was already carrying their respective instruments out the back door and beginning to set them up. Applejack also brought out Pinkie's drum set, the power bank, and the speakers as if they all weighed nothing.

Wanting to spare Pinkie's friends the wasted effort, Limestone spoke up. "Actually... after everything that's happened today, I think I'd rather stay like this."

Suddenly, the eight of them bristled, all activity halting. "Wait, really?" asked Fluttershy in disbelief.

Limestone nodded firmly. "Yes, really. I'm already happier, and my job is easier. Honestly, I've half a mind to call it fate that I grew huge."

"Huh. Well, if you're sure," began Applejack, "then I suppose it's fine by me."

"I dunno," said Dash, her brow narrowed with skepticism. "How do we know she won't, like, go mad with power and start rampaging though the city?"

This time, Limestone did knock Rainbow on her ass with a finger. "Keep being a bitch and I just might," Limestone said, snorting angrily. "Only your place, though."

Rainbow grumbled as Pinkie helped her up, only to find herself on the receiving end of a peeved party person pout. "Ok, you've gone too far. That wasn't very nice, Dashie! How could you say such a thing about my big sister?"

"Sorry," she sighed, wincing.

Limestone begrudgingly accepted Rainbow's apology. I'm obviously not a, um, what's the word for a giant monster...? Oh, it doesn't matter. Like, have some tact, god.

Ignoring her friend's antics and moving on, Twilight gave her two cents. "Discarding any notion of misused power, I agree with Applejack. If it's what Limestone wants, who are we to deny her?"

She was met with a chorus of affirmatives from Sunset and the others. Including the lady on the bus, who chimed in with a "Darn tootin'!"

"Great! Thanks for letting me have this," said Limestone. She really was appreciative. And very excited. Today's memories would probably stick with her forever. It was definitely a massive turning point in her life. "Have a good evening," she added.

"Ta ta! Cheers to the new you!" exclaimed Rarity.

With that, they each packed their things back into the bus. After another mandatory hug from Pinkie, it peeled away for Canterlot, girls in tow. Once Limestone had finished what remained of her day's tasks for the quarry, she went back to the camp for dinner, which was another tree and more lake water, before scoping out a place to sleep. Limestone settled on a large clearing amongst the forest with plenty of room.

Surrounded by the multihued light of dusk above and a soft bed of wildflowers below, Limestone fell asleep slowly, the day's events swirling though her mind. Man, what a ride. Here's hoping it only gets better from here...

Author's Note

Of course the character with 'Micro' in his name has a thing for large ladies. It is illogical to expect otherwise. 🤖

Also, as you've likely surmised, I will be writing in many additional original characters from Day 2 onwards. I have deemed it more eficient to outsource the creative process for said characters. Please PM me the name, appearance, and personality data of your OC if you wish them to be part of the fun. I will attempt to spotlight all reasonable submissions at some point.