“Hey honey, notice anything different?”
“No! I started that treatment I told you about!”
“I’m taller! I’m like, over half an inch taller!”
“Not quite. But I’m close!”
“Okay, I know I’m taller this time.”
“Yeah, I think I see it! So you’re over 5′2″?”
“I’m 5′3″. And a quarter!”
“Cool. I’m really happy for you.”
“Maybe it’s my imagination… but your tits definitely look bigger.”
“Yeah! Neat side effect. But I’m really liking my legs these days… guess how tall I am!”
“5′5″! Everything looks so short now!”
“Your legs do look hot… c’mere…”
“Yes! I grew a whole inch in one day!”
“That skirt does look shorter… and it looks like my lips go to your nose now, not your forehead!”
“Look out, big man! I’m coming for you!”
“Honey, look, we’re the same height!”
“Calm down, I’m kidding. I’m wearing three inch heels, see? I’m only 5′9″.”
“Whoa… you’re 5′9″… you’re like… really tall for a woman now.”
“I know! I’m as tall as most guys now… I’m only three inches shorter than you!”
“But you don’t really want to be taller than me, right?”
“Oh, no. I’ll stop at 5′10″, 5′11″ tops.”
“Now, Roger, don’t freak out…”
“What the hell? Are you- you aren’t wearing heels!”’
“This morning, I got carried away… I grew a bit more than I expected…”
“Actually…I’m 6′1″. I measure myself, I’m about an inch taller than you.”
“You’re ta-taller than me? You said you’d stop!”
“I meant too! I really did! It just… feels so good… sometimes I don’t even realize it’s happening! But I’m done! Done forever! I’ll swear off heels, I’ll pop out my hip… this is as big as I get! Swearsies!”
“Okay… I guess it was an accident… and your legs look incredible…”
“Do they now? Well then, come take a closer look why don’t you…”
“Roger, is something wrong?”
“I kept telling myself I was being paranoid… but you’re definitely taller again.”
“Oh, Roger, you’re being paranoid!”
“Sweetie, look at you! Yesterday we were eye level! Now I have to crane my head back!”
“I might have grown a little bit by accident…”
“How big, sweetie? How tall are you?”
“Six feet and three… four… maybe five inches.”
“Actually, I’ve probably grown since I measured myself. So let’s just say I’m… six and half feet even.”
“This is really hard to stop!”
“You’re growing more… it’s happening faster…”
“On the plus side… my little man looks so sexy from up here… does he want to motor boat the giant titties? Mmm?”
“Okay, sorry… but seriously, I’m crazy horny these days. Want to fuck an amazon.”
“Yes. But under protest.”
“Your legs… they’re sticking off the end of the bed.”
“Sticking off the en- holy crap! I grew last night! I grew even bigger!”
“Sorry, this is terrible for you, I know… but… I might be seven feet tall!”
“Let me get up and measure myself!”
“Jesus christ! You’re gigantic!”
“I know! C’mon… stupid tape measure… oh my god, I did it! I’m seven feet and two inches tall! Honey, I’m taller than seven feet!”
“We need to get you to a doctor! Whatever you did to yourself… it’s getting worse!”
“Eight feet! Roger! I grew ten inches in one day! I bet… I bet by tomorrow I could grow a whole foot! God… I’m almost up to the ceiling, Roger!”
“Okay… this is out of hand… I’m out.”
“I’m out! You do what you want, I’m leaving you, you freak!”
“Roger, this process is incredibly stressful for me. Sex with you… it’s my big outlet. I need you here, with me, giving me sex as often as I want it. Right now, for instance. I would like sex right now, to celebrate being eight feet tall.”
“Stop it- put me down! Help, someone help me!”
“God… you’re so cute when you thrash like that, little man…”
“Nine feet! Aren’t you impressed with your big, beautiful bride, Roger?”
“Please untie me and let me go. I’m sorry for what I said earlier.”
“No deal. Now I want my head to scrape the ceiling before the day’s over… give me some encouragement…”
“God, how many times do I have to apologize? I’m sorry I broke your precious house.”
“You didn’t have to laugh when you broke it!”
“I wanted to see what would happen if I stood up inside! I thought it’d be funny!”
“You’re fifteen feet tall! You went right up through the ceiling! The neighbors were saw your head through the roof… they were terrified!”
“God… you’re more than twenty feet tall… what are you eating these days?”
“A lot, actually. But it’s no big. The villagers give it to me in exchange for not crushing their houses.”
“’The villagers?’ Is that what you call our neighbors now?”
“Yeah. They’re really nice, once you put them back down! They get me food, supplies, husbands to sex-crush…”
“You’re sex-crushing other me? You’re cheating on me?”
“It’s only cheating if the other man lives. And I’m not gentle with them like I am with you.”
“I have three broken ribs!”
“Goddammit… my friend Roy lived in that apartment building!”
“Well, I’m sorry, shorty. If I don’t make a few examples, no one will think I’m serious about my threat to destroy the city!”
“You’re fifty feet tall! You’re bigger every day! They saw you eat a guy!”
“Yeah… speaking of which, I feel like I’m ready to put you in my body.”
“Wait… you want to eat me?”
“God… you’re so hard to hear these days… not sure how much longer I’ll be able to bother with you, little man…”
“I said, ‘how much bigger are you going to get?’”
“God… I was so fixed on being 100 feet tall for so long… but now that I am 100 feet…”
“Now I’m already thinking about 200, 300 like stepping stones… how high up is the earth’s atmosphere? What if I was laying down… god… I just can’t even imagine stopping anymore, Roger! I want to be bigger! Just… bigger!”
“Dammit, I can’t hear you at all anymore. Goodbye, Roger. It’s been real… but I need a lot of protein these days…”
