Towering Tonic (A Giantess Growth Story)

Part 5

Amélie giggled and stumbled as her over enthusiastic girlfriend tugged her out of the factory and down to the beach. Myah had snatched a brand new bottle of Towering Tonic from the crate just before she left the soda producing plant. The soft green grass was much more pleasant upon the feet of the two girls than the cold hard concrete floor of the factory. This was easily noticeable as they both had out grown their shoes. Fortunately Myah knew she would be growing bigger very soon and had taken off her sneakers just after the second time she drank from the precious liquid. Although the French girl had not thought about out growing her shoes, only her casual wear. Therefore it was rather unpleasant when her growing feet had bursted the seems of her shoes and began to feel the cold concrete floor. Thankfully now for the both of them their feet now laid upon warm grass and sand. As Myah tugged Amelie to the shoreline she couldn't help but stare at the back of the large goddess like figure that was doing all the tugging. Surely she knew just how much stronger Myah now was. If her size alone didn't make it obvious, certainly her bouncing breasts pinned up against her body by her tightened bra would have given the clue. Or perhaps the rear that was squeezed by her stretchy black shorts, bouncing around hypnotically in the rhythm of her steps and the sway of her hips. If those did not demonstrate just how large her girlfriend was, then nothing would. The two girls hurried onto the beach. Myah's larger hand let go of Amélie's as she popped the bottle open. Now that she had grown so much stronger, who needed the metal doors edge as a tool to open the bottle? Amélie quickly began to take her shirt and jeans off as she neared the ocean. In just a few moments Amélie only wore her bra and her panties. Unfortunately they hadn't planned to go swimming, so she did not have a proper swimsuit.
Of course taking the clothes off was not very easy in the slightest due to how snuggly they hugged the large girls bodies. Myah certainly knew this and instead of taking them off, she wanted to remove her attire in a more interesting way. She smirked down at Amélie, who awaited her to remove her top and shorts. Myah giggled and rolled her eyes as she gently brushed her short blonde hair from her face. "I don't think I'm going to take my clothes off. Or at least not like how you did it". Amélie looked up at her confused. "Huh? What do you mean? Are we not going to go swimming together?". Myah smirked down at Amélie with a mischievous smile. She raised and shook the full bottle of Towering Tonic next to her head. Amélie quickly realized what she was getting at and pouted playfully, giving a smirk as well. "Oh don't act like you won't like it my love, we both know you do". Myah said as she raised the brown bottle to her lips and gently put the tip of the bottle into her mouth and tilted her head back. Immediately a wave of the deviously thick purple liquid poured into her mouth, over her tongue, and down her throat. Amélie tilted her hips sassily as she watched Myah drink from the bottle. She no longer felt the burning urge to compete with her girlfriend. Sure she did not exactly enjoy being smaller than her girlfriend, but she loved seeing Myah being so experimental and happy. Even if that made her the dominant one of the duo. Amélie adjusted her bra, yanking and pulling on it to get it to be more comfortable. Of course it would never be as comfortable as it was when she was only 5',9". Asking her bra to become more comfortable again was just too much to ask for. Her breasts swayed back and forth until she was finished, a hypnotic rhythm that Myah did not fail to notice.
The purple liquid finally began to effect Myah's already curvy body. She arched her back in pleasure as she moaned rather loudly. Her face grew red as her body slowly inched taller. Her breasts swelled larger and larger, bouncing and stretching her shirt and bra more and more as they continued. Amélie stared, unable to understand how her shirt had not burst off just yet. Myah's chest continued to grow, tightening her shirt until finally it tore right down the middle. Her large plump breasts shot outward and continued to swell as they finally were free from the clutches of her bra and her shirt. The juggled as they tested their new freedom, swelling with happiness. Amélie couldn't help but feel her cheeks go warm as she looked up at her now half-nude girlfriend, who was now more of a goddess than anything. She gulped lustfully, wanting to squeeze and rub ever part of Myah. As she was staring and day dreaming, Myah's rear began to grown and expand as well. Her black stretchy shorts sure did stretch, but they were at their limit now. With no more to stretch, and her rump still expanding and swelling inside them, it was a losing fight for those small black shorts. Rip! Those shorts were history as Myah's ass sprung and bounced in the open air, still swelling eagerly. When she finally came to a stop, Myah stood at 9',8". Now being a full three feet taller than her girlfriend. She cooed and caressed her breasts, eyes closed and still moaning in long spurts. Clearly she was enjoy herself. She opened her eyes to see Amélie was now eye-level with her upper belly. She giggled and stepped forward. "Well...looks like I'm skinny dipping. Maybe you should too cutie." Myah said seductively as she neared Amélie's small frame, well...in comparison to her own. She stood so close that Amélie's nose poked at her belly. She could hardly see the little french girl under her curvy bust.
Amélie looked up at her and rubbed her arm, looking down at her tight bra and panties. "I suppose my clothes are a little tight... would not be too fun to splash around in the water if I keep getting chaffed". Amélie admitted. "Yeah, sooooo?" Myah added as she pressed her belly more against her nose, causing Amélie to stumble back. "Okay okay, I will strip". Amélie said as she began to take off her light blue underwear. Once she was done she spoke up. "And I would not mind growing a little more before going swimming with you." Amélie winked up at her. Myah rolled her eyes playfully and agreed to let the little French girl grow some. She lowered the brown bottle to her, which was instantly taken. Amélie giggled and tilted the bottle up as she allowed the thick purple liquid to enter her mouth. "Mmmm...you are so right Myah! It does end up tasting better!" She stated excitedly as she finished up. The bottle was now only thirty percent full. She licked her lips slowly and hugged her nude body as she began to feel the overwhelming sensation of growing spread like wildfire throughout her body. Amélie moaned and began to grow just as expected. Though without the constraints of her clothing, her body could now swell and expand freely. Her breasts swelled up and so did her rear. She slowly matched Myah's height, now eye-level with her. They both smirked and kissed each other on the cheek before they rushed out to the ocean and began to play in the water.
The two giant girls, both nearly ten feet tall, splashed about and played in the water. Of course now they went further into the ocean to compensate for their increase in size. Besides, who wants to play in the ocean when it only comes up to your thighs? Of course one would like to go deeper. After several tackles, laughs, and shoves, they slowly began to tire out. An hour had passed and they were now lying down on the warm sand together, holding each other and looking up into the bright blue sky. Myah yawned. "Luckily we're the only ones who seem to be out here huh?" She giggled. "Yeah...but I doubt anyone would mind seeing us out here like this." Amélie added as she pressed her forehead against Myah's temple. Myah chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Here...let's finish up the bottle a-" Myah stopped to yawn. "-and then take a nap. Ugh, I'm so tired". Amélie nodded in agreement, then they both shared the remainder of the third bottle. They giggled and laughed as their bodies grew and swelled up against each other. Their breasts expanded and collided into each other, while Myah's hands felt Amélie's rear grow softly, swelling warmly in her hands.
After playing in the ocean, growing, and climbing in the factory, their bodies had grown tired and certainly needed a break. After a two hour nap on the beach, Amélie finally woke up. She yawned and stretched and rubbed her eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes fluttered open and noticed something odd. She was no longer eleven feet tall. She wasn't ten feet tall, nor nine. Infact she was right back down to five feet nine inches, her normal size. She gasped at the realization of this and quickly shook Myah awake, who of course was back to her size of five foot three inches. "M-myah! We are back to our normal sizes! Th-that tonic isn't permanent!" She shouted as Myah woke up and realized what she had not too long ago. Amélie put on her underwear again, which was rather loose, though at least it wasn't torn. Myah sighed and crossed her arms. "Well shoot. At least we won't stay that height I suppose. I was kind of worried I would. Ugh, my head. What's even in that bottle?" She rubbed her head and stood up from the aid of Amélie. "Yeah, I was worried too. But I'm so glad we are back to being normal. But...I do miss being big already". Amélie admitted. Myah rubbed her eyes and took her girlfriends hand. She smirked mischievously. "Well you know, there's still half a crate left in the factory".
Amélie rolled her eyes and punched Myah in the shoulder. "O-ow! Hey! You big meanie! I'm going to go drink all those bottles and punish you so hard Améli-" Myah was interrupted by the French girls finger, which was pressed gently upon her lips. "Shhhh, we do not have to rush and drink up all the bottles okay? Let us save them for safe keeping. And when our second anniversary comes around, we can share a bottle together." Amélie said in a cute voice. Myah blushed and nodded. "Th-that is a great idea! Yeah let's do that!". Myah stated excitedly. Amélie smirked. "Good, now let us go get the other half of the bottles before some other person stumbles upon them like we did". Myah smirked and nodded, taking Amélie's hand and rushing to the factory. Although she was now a solid six inches shorter than Amélie, she still never failed to be so excited and playful.
The two girls rushed happily up to the large abandoned soda producing plant to obtain the three remaining bottles of Towering Tonic. Surely they did not want them to go to waste. There they snatched the crate up and headed home. Of course not without covering Myah up with an extra pair of clothes that was packed in the backpack. Together they walked back home as the sun began to set behind them. With the three remaining bottles of Towering Tonic, growth and fun was a garuntee. Both girls new more fun was in store whenever they both decided to crack open a cold bottle and share it between them blissfully.

The End