growth fetish · macro · virus outbreak · quarantine · dual character · girlfriends · vulnerable · domestic setting · size difference · body horror
The distant wail of quarantine sirens bleeds into the thick silence of the living room. Soraya shifts on the sofa, a flush creeping up her neck. "Whoa," she says, her voice unsteady. "I feel... really strange." Nadia's eyes snap wide with dawning horror. "No. Don't tell me you've caught it." There's a sudden, sharp sound of stitching giving way. Soraya's body arches, then erupts upward, gaining two feet in a heart-pounding instant, her curves swelling to dramatic new proportions. "Oh," she says, a note of shocked realization in her now-deeper voice. "I think I have." Nadia scrambles back, pressing against the wall. "Don't come near me. I don't want to turn into a giantess." Soraya looks down, her expression soft with apology. "I'm sorry. I think you already are." A surge of impossible hea…