Outgrowing the Arcology Ch. 04

The car dropped them off at one of the many elevators going up into the arcology dome. After they got out, the car sped away by itself, parking somewhere nearby. It'd return to them when needed, even if they decided to go to the other side of the city using other means.

When they got into the elevator, Mike noted that Rose and Maaya were openly holding hands now that their secret was out. It still amazed him how Lina had figured out the two were together while they, their closest friends, had missed it. He supposed it was understandable, given everything else that was going on.

He also looked at Michelle, but her expression was hard to read. The two of them had at least had sex this morning, which relieved the horniness, for the moment anyway. But as to where they stood in their relationship, it was still hard to figure out. Mike knew he couldn't expect her to just get over his encounter with Kimiko that quickly, and he would've been suspicious if she had, but it was still agony, not knowing how this would turn out.

He did understand how she felt. He remembered very well how, the night they were intimate for the first time, she'd said that she'd made him wait because she wanted to be sure it was the right thing to do. And then, after she'd finally given herself to him, two weeks later he betrayed her by having sex with her best friend. Formula or no, that had to hurt. And now his raging hormones were betraying him still, as he felt aroused at every pretty girl in sight and even had a sex dream about Lina last night—although at least Michelle had co-starred in that one.

He knew all he could do was be patient, attentive, and hope for the best. But knowing that didn't make it easier. At least he was comforted by the fact that Michelle wanted things to work between them as much as he did. He just had to wait to find out if they could, and it seemed unlikely things would be settled before the whole growing situation was under control.

The elevator took them to a very large department store, in the women's clothing section. Since Rose, Maaya and Kimiko essentially all had only one set of clothes that fit them, Lina had insisted they'd use her father's seemingly endless bank account to get some new clothes made for the lot of them. Of course, they couldn't go too crazy because they would probably still grow some more and hopefully eventually shrink back to more manageable sizes, but Lina had insisted they at least get some practical items.

Kimiko's need in particular was great, since she was still relegated to wearing the large men's button down shirt she'd worn on the flight the day before, and if anything it seemed even tighter today, making Mike wonder if perhaps she'd already grown more.

Mike hadn't been looking forward to the shopping trip, as shopping with his girlfriends had in the past always turned into interminably long days of visiting every single clothing store the girl could think of until Mike was ready to hang himself out of boredom. However, he hadn't considered the entertainment value of shopping with the world's biggest girls.

Like in Tokyo, just about everyone dropped what they were doing to stare at the delegation as they came out of the elevator. First out was Lina, wearing simple cut-off jeans and a blue sleeveless top showing quite a bit of cleavage, less elaborate but no less alluring than the smart-silk dress from yesterday. Then came Kimiko, preceded by a considerable amount of breast flesh, barely contained by the straining button down shirt. Mike and Michelle were less spectacular, since while Michelle was a complete knock-out she was at least still within the realm of the possible. Rose and Maaya emerged last, only able to stand up straight once out of the elevator, and their height—combined with Rose's revealing outfit—ensured that any jaws that had managed to stay closed so far now also hit the floor.

"I'll bet you some of them are recording now," Kimiko said, laughing at the scene.

Rose stretched up to her full height, pushing her chest out. "Let them, we've got nothing to hide. They can all see what I've gotandto whom it belongs," she said, looking at Maaya who blushed in response.

Even more hilarious than the crowd's reactions was the way the shop assistants nearly had a heart attack when they realised these enormous girls wanted to be measured for clothes. When Lina told them they needed stuff "they could grow into" Mike was sure he saw some of them faint.

Despite the goal of getting more publicity, they did decide on using a private fitting room, since there was such a thing as too much publicity. The store's scanners quickly measured them, and then began the show. Full-size holograms of the girls appeared, showing various styles of clothes. Despite the fact that they'd decided to only buy a few practical things, they couldn't resist trying just about every style the store had to offer. Much of what was on sale here was way out of the girls' usual budget, so they had fun trying various costumes, seeing how they looked.

Mike just sat back and enjoyed the show, making sure to spend most of his time looking at Michelle over the others. A bewildering variety of outfits passed the revue, from expensive formal dresses to daring semi-transparent halter tops. They even tried some bikinis and swimsuits, which was particularly funny for Kimiko as the bikini tops the computer generated for her were invariably big enough to cover her head. Although she ultimately decided against getting any swimwear, she did get some proper bras in an equally ridiculous size.

"At least I can get rid of this damn itching tape," she said, confirming Mike's suspicions on how she'd been hiding her nipples.

The last outfit Michelle instructed the computer to display on her hologram was a stunning sparkling green one-piece dress. It had a strap over only one shoulder, and hugged her every curve tightly. Almost the entire back was bare, and although the hem was below the knees it was split at one side giving an enticing view of one thigh. Michelle struck various poses, and the hologram matched her, showing off the dress.

"A good choice, Miss," the sales lady said. "This is the latest style, and the colour brings out the green of your eyes."

"It looks good. That's an awful lot of cleavage though," Michelle remarked.

"Mike doesn't seem to mind," Lina noted, and indeed Mike was pretty much openly drooling over the vision of beauty of his girlfriend in the dress.

"How much is it?" Michelle asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.

"Only eight-hundred C-Dollar at the moment, a real bargain."

Mike's implants informed him that was about twelve-hundred Euro-rouble, which was roughly equal to his monthly scholarship. Realising that he'd never see the dress again, he took some images of it with his implants.

"We also have a smart-silk version, which in addition to the material's innate beauty also has no shoulder strap but instead uses the programmable silk to stay in position," the sales lady said to Lina, having figured out who was paying for this shopping spree. "It's a steal at just three-thousand C-Dollar."

"No, thank you," Michelle said. "It's a gorgeous dress, but it's impractical; not exactly something I could use if I do catch up with the others in growth. Plus, even the regular version is way too expensive."

"We'll take it; the non-smart-silk one," Lina declared. When Michelle looked at her incredulously, she simply shrugged. "Except for your bust, you're still close to your regular size now, so you can wear it after we reverse the growth. And if it won't fit, we'll simply have it adjusted."

Michelle protested, but Lina insisted, and promised to get everyone else some fancy dresses too after they'd been returned to normal—although not smart-silk. Then, they had Mike fitted for a smart seamless dinner jacket, making sure it went well with Michelle's dress.

"Well, at least we'll have something to wear for graduation," Mike mused when Lina wouldn't be dissuaded.

"Excellent," the sales lady said. "We'll have all of this made to size for you and ready by this afternoon. The cost will be charged to your account as you requested, Miss Bassir."

With the clothes taken care of, they perused the rest of the department store, though there wasn't anything in particular they needed to buy. Mike, being an information science major, naturally wanted to spend some time looking at the electronics section, but even though he argued that he'd waited patiently while they were trying dozens of outfits they weren't going to buy, they didn't let him spend too much time.

They had lunch in a nearby restaurant which Lina highly recommended, again drawing much attention, after which they went back to Madihi Labs for a tour and their daily check-up. There, they met with Professor Tamura, who sadly reported there had not been much progress yet.

When they finally got back to the apartment, they found the department store had already delivered the clothes. Since Mike and the girls were getting pretty tired again, they quickly had dinner, and not too long after, everyone retired back to their rooms.

Mike sat down on the edge of their bed as Michelle sorted out some of the boxes from the store. She opened one, and looked at the green dress.

"Why did she buy this for me?" Michelle wondered. "I'm going to feel guilty about that for the rest of my life."

"It was her father's money she was spending," Mike said. "And he's the reason we're in this mess, so no reason to feel guilty about that. Besides that, it really is a gorgeous dress."

"That's true," Michelle conceded. "And I appreciate how you were trying to keep your eyes on me and my hologram during the fashion show, but you needn't have. I can hardly blame you from looking when the four of us are so blatantly strutting our stuff."

"I know, you said that before," Mike said. "But I figured some extra loyalty wouldn't hurt right now."

Michelle put the dress back in the box, came over to the bed, and kissed Mike on the forehead. "Thanks, you're sweet." She let herself fall back on the bed.

"Everybody's going to be so jealous of us when we get back," Mike said. "All five of us will have these fancy clothes to show off; I don't know any other students who have anything like it."

"I won't be able to wear it for a while, though. I'll likely grow more, and that dress is designed to be tight at my current size."

Mike raised an eyebrow. "You don't sound too concerned about that."

She sighed. "I don't know. I'm still worried, but everyone keeps telling us we're going to be fine so often I'm almost starting to believe it."

"Lina and the professor wouldn't lie to us," Mike assured her. "If they think it'll be okay, I believe them."

"At least now we know that we're going to grow more, it won't be like last time. And we have daily check-ups, and monitor programs in our bio-chips... it does help me relax a bit."

"Good," Mike said. He got on the bed on all fours, crawling over his girlfriend. "Just don't get too relaxed yet, I'd like to stay awake a little bit longer." He bent down to kiss her, one hand stroking her hair. He was briefly afraid she would say she was too tired, but he was relieved when she kissed him back passionately, and moved a hand to his crotch.

***

The next morning, when Lina went to the kitchen to get breakfast, she found Mike, Michelle and Kimiko already there. Each of them was pouring their own blend of formula into a glass.

Michelle pulled a face when she downed hers. "Damn that's bitter... I hate that I can't mix this with orange juice anymore."

"I'm afraid taste wasn't high on the list when we were developing this stuff," Lina shrugged apologetically. "Is that the new batch?"

Kimiko looked at the bottles of formula on the counter. "Yeah. Can you explain why we're supposed to take this stuff three times per day now? Once was bad enough with that taste."

"My father thought that spreading the dosage more evenly across the day would lead to more predictable results," Lina said. "I'm not sure why to be honest. It shouldn't make any difference."

"Indeed it shouldn't," came the voice of Sayoko Tamura. They all watched as she walked into the kitchen, her huge breasts swaying under a loose white t-shirt. Lina couldn't help but notice that she was braless; it still amazed her just how vast the professor's chest was without the help of any genetic augmentation.

"I wouldn't be surprised if your father was trying to increase the dosage without telling us," she continued. "The man wants results sooner than later no matter what the cost, it seems."

"So we could grow even more!?" Kimiko said, astonished.

Lina thought she could detect a hint of excitement in the formerly flat-chested Japanese girl's voice. She looked her over: the specially-made bra and overlarge top they had bought just the day before were straining under the force of her bulging boobs, though fortunately they seemed to be the same size as yesterday. If it hadn't been for the strengthening effect of the rejuvenation formula, there's no way Kimiko would've been able to stand up straight carrying those, especially since her height hadn't increased much at all, unlike the others.

"Don't tell me youwantto grow more?" She asked, raining an eyebrow. "You're already approaching beach ball size."

"Hey, I've had no boobs whatsoever my entire life!" Kimiko said. "You say it's safe, and that you'll be able to reverse it, right? I think it would be fun to see what life is like with truly huge boobs for a while." She thrust out her chest, an action that caused the seams on her t-shirt to make loud protesting noises. "Oops," she said, sticking out her tongue.

"And those aren't truly huge yet?" Michelle asked incredulously.

Kimiko's reply was lost as everyone looked at the door as Maaya and Rose came in, kissing. Lina estimated they had grown a little bit since the day before, mostly in height, but the difference was almost unnoticeably small. And Michelle was still exactly the same size as yesterday as far as she could tell, and had in fact grown by far the least overall. She wondered what the difference was between them, and vowed to look into that further when she returned to work today.

"Did any of you check the social streams?" Rose asked as she and Maaya finally detached. Lina found she had a hard time looking at the massive girl's face, as her tits were in the way. The ridiculously short top she was wearing was obviously chosen to exploit the fact that her tits were above most people's eye level, showing a good amount of under-boob, adding to the distraction.

"Yeah, we're still number one!" Kimiko said gleefully. "I've never been famous before."

"You mean, besides the time when you nearly were an Olympic swimmer?" Mike asked, laughing.

"That doesn't count. I didn't actually make the team; only swimming enthusiasts would remember that."

"Yeah, all three of them," Michelle teased. Kimiko stuck her tongue out in reply.

"What confuses me," Mike said, "is that the mainstream media still hasn't picked this up. There's multiple videos from Japan, Amsterdam Airport, and yesterday's shopping spree, all going viral beyond anything I've seen before, and not a word on the legit news streams. They're not even trying to debunk it."

"I expect my father is behind that," Lina said sourly. "He's using his influence with the Conglomerate to make them pressure the media to keep this quiet, I'll bet. He doesn't want anyone linking you to his precious project."

"Damn," Michelle sighed. "And we wanted that connection to be made, so your dad would be forced to be more careful. Precisely so he couldn't just do stuff like increase our dosage, if that is what he's doing."

"Nothing we can do about it though..." Mike said.

Suddenly, Professor Tamura grinned broadly. "Maybe we can! It's time I call an old friend."

***

Professor Tamura refused to tell them what she had meant, insisting that it would be a nice surprise for them. She said that they'd find out after lunch, but as they came back from the Italian restaurant where they'd eaten, that had nearly been forgotten.

"Okay, new plan!" Kimiko exclaimed. "Let's not go outside anymore until we're back to normal."

The girl was untying the table cloth she'd wrapped around her body, and let it slip to the floor, revealing her entire bare, enormous chest. She may have had her back to them, but it hardly mattered; the swell of those huge orbs was easily visible on either side of her. Mike pointedly looked away as the gigantic breasts swayed from side to side as she walked, while Rose was staring shamelessly.

Maaya, seeing Rose's gaze, whispered in her ear. "Do you want me to be that big?" She asked, pouting.

Rose actually blushed as she imagined her new lover with breasts that size. "It would look hot, sure... but I'd prefer it if you also grow taller with it."

Now it was Maaya's turn to turn crimson as she imagined herself towering over Rose, with breasts so big she couldn't even wrap her arms around them. Almost unconsciously her hand moved towards her crotch as she grew more aroused by the thought.

Mike, who was walking behind them and overheard the exchange, was trying very hard not to react to it. He was still trying to get back in Michelle's good graces, and he was determined not to get a boner over the mental image Rose and Maaya just conjured up. What had happened with Kimiko in the restaurant was bad enough.

The five of them had been out to dinner by themselves, as Lina and Professor Tamura were both working with the team at Madihi Labs to try to find a solution. It would've been eventful as it was; Rose and Maaya were barely able to squeeze themselves into the booth, and Kimiko had been forced to wedge her ample chest between the table and herself.

Half-way through the dinner, disaster had struck; Kimiko had a minor growth episode. Well, it was minor compared to how much she had grown in the pool, Mike thought, but it still took her from oversized watermelons to beach balls. Her tits had bulged out obscenely through the top of the shirt as they grew, while the already weakened seams finally gave up and tore at the arms, all while Kimiko was moaning loudly and squirming, rubbing her thighs together because of the immense pleasure of the experience.

All of that wouldn't even have been so bad, maybe, if it weren't for the fact that the booth's table was bolted to the floor, and Kimiko was now, in fact, stuck.

Mike had been unable to hide his bulge as he watched Kimiko struggle, trapped by her own monstrous tits, with mini-giantess Rose trying to help, which involved a lot of fondling of said tits. Eventually, Rose managed to push Kimiko's bust down sufficiently so she could wriggle free. Unfortunately—or if you asked most of the male clientele in the restaurant, fortunately—Kimiko hadn't realised how much her top and bra had weakened from the struggle, or that Rose was actually holding both of them as she pushed on Kimiko's tits.

As Kimiko pulled herself out of the space between the table and bench, with a loud rending sound both bra and top had torn off completely, revealing her massive assets to the world as they jiggled from her movements. She stood there, dazed, and started to grope an oversized nipple with one hand while the other was slipping into her pants. Overwhelmed by the pleasure of the growth, she seemed completely oblivious to what she was doing, until Michelle yelled her name.

Coming to her senses, she tried to cover herself with the table cloth, but before she had managed to do so, dozens of new retinal implant recordings had been uploaded and gone viral. Kimiko's naked, beach ball sized tits were there for the entire world to see as she groped them, her face in ecstasy.