Height Advantage

Height Advantage
Whoever said winners don't do drugs had to have been smoking something. Logically, anything that helped her performance on the basketball court decreased her chances of losing. And Molly Hayes despised losing.

Memories of failure haunted her. Could she have blocked the three pointer that sealed the win for Kenosha last week had she been as tall as the girl she was guarding? How many more points per season could a few inches of height grant her?

Questions like these led her to endless hours of online research about performance enhancers. Now after trying many substances she was leaner, faster, and stronger, but not a fraction of an inch taller. Over the years, the other girls on her team had outgrown her. Genetics was completely unfair!

Luckily she had found something to level the playing field. Sure it hadn't been approved stateside by the FDA, but Tetrahydrodroxinol was a powerful new growth hormone. And now she had some! Molly looked around the locker room, but as usual, she was the last girl remaining after practice. Her hands trembled as she torqued the child proof cap open.

The pills went down easy. They tasted shitty. Bitter. Ugh, her whole body felt tingly, buzzing. And there were some weird sensory experiences to the trip. The floor was receding. Her uniform felt uncomfortably tight. She stared at her hand, could swear her fingers were spreading outward. It looked like she could palm a ball easily. Did she mention the tightness? Her socks felt more like sausage casings, and she was getting a vicious wedgie. Her bra was bugging the hell out of her.

Wait. Was this all in her mind, or was she actually growing? Why hadn't she noticed how dusty the tops of the lockers were? What was that god awful ripping noise? The clasp of her bra popped and she breathed easier. She could see her toes push their way out of her socks, felt each thread failing. Seams of her shorts and panties burst simultaneously, leaving her scaled up form covered by only her rapidly failing jersey. Her head hit the scorching overhead light and she was forced to sit down naked on the floor.

The growth wasn't painful, and the buzz from the pills kept her brain from panicking. She was enjoying the ride upwards, ever upwards. It halted after the tops of the lockers appeared again in her sitting position. Wow, let stupid Crissy Samuels try and get past her D now.

Molly didn't have much time to gloat about her new giant stature before the tingling sensation in her body resumed. Eying the ceiling, she was forced to admit that there were going to be problems if she got any taller. But her growth along the Y axis was over. X was in the house. She could feel her ass cheeks pancake out on the cold tile, could see her proportionally B cup breasts swell and keep swelling, filling out until they kissed the tops of her thick new thighs. Firmness had left her body. The slightest movement turned her chest and legs to Jell-O. Hmm, she mused, not very athletic, but admittedly it has it's own charm.

She was enraptured with her own jiggling when her coach, Ms. McIntosh discovered her. The woman was struck dumb until her eyes latched onto the open pill bottle on the floor. "Hayes! What do you have to say for yourself?"

Molly met her gaze with a weak smile, and with fist pumping motions that sent her plumpness quivering, offered: "Uh, Go team?"


Somebody on
I was wondering when you'd do some GTS work. Love it!

kata on
YESS!!!!! very nice everything story pic details everything

player5901 on
This random stuff is great, don't get me wrong, but I'm really missing some new stories. My favorite so far is "Milk and Cookies." I read that stuff almost every day. I would like to see a story more like that. Is this something i could see in the future?

woot on
If you like GTS stuff try "Science Un-Fair" as well.

As far as series go, The Tale of Tenfingers is still ongoing, and I try not to commit to more than one story arc at a time. So you'll be seeing more Tenfingers in the immediate future, followed by something yet to be determined.

Toymaker on
Yay more Tenfingers! It's starting to get rather interesting. Spirit of competition in a BE story is always good in my book.

And so are boobs resting on anything. Tables, knees, laps, someone's head, whatever. :P

OOF! on
Big Breasts + Giantess x Woot's artstyle = ALWAYS AWESOME!

Melissa on
Poor thing.

Durf star on
Would definitely like to see a second part to this; comparison with other people (team members?) would be great.

jed on
i love the metaphor "her ass cheeks pancaked out on the cold tile" its just awsome!!!

BalloonPrincess on
This is my new all time favorite! :)

Logic on
Go team indeed

Somebody on
oh my god those thighs get me every time

4morian5 on
The ULTIMATE cheerleader!

Andrew on
is she huge?

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