Do I look bigger to you? (short story)

Ending with a story sounded like a good idea, so here it is!

You stepped into the lab after a blissful two-week break, eager to dive back into your research on sustainable crop growth. The familiar hum of machinery greeted you, but something felt...different. A sense of unease prickled at the back of your mind as you made your way towards your office.

Then you saw Himiko, your usually petite Japanese lab assistant, sitting in your chair. But the woman before you barely resembled the dainty figure you'd left behind.

Her once slender frame had expanded, filling out her previously baggy lab coat with generous curves. She stood at least six feet five inches tall (195 cm), towering over the surroundings that had once dwarfed her.

"Himiko?" you stammered, unable to conceal your shock. She turned, flashing you a knowing smile that seemed even whiter against her flushed cheeks, before turning into a more cold and distant expression.

"Welcome back, Dr. Thompson!" she exclaimed, her voice deeper and more resonant than you remembered.

"I've missed our work together." Before you could respond, she let out a soft groan, doubling over slightly. A visible ripple ran through her legs, and you watched in amazement as she grew slightly right before your eyes. Her breasts strained against her lab coat, her chest becoming more prominently, as a big chunk of her cleavage parked in a black top was standing out.

"What's happening to you?" you asked, concern mixing with disbelief and a bit of panic. Himiko laughed, a sound like distant thunder.

"Oh, this? It's just a little growth spurt. I've been experimenting with some plant hormones, trying to accelerate photosynthesis. It seems I may have taken it too far or not far enough."

She shrugged nonchalantly, as if towering over you was the most normal thing in life. You stared at her, speechless, as she stretched languidly like a cat, her limbs elongating further with each movement. She stood up from her sitting position, showing off that she was wearing no shoewear, she posed right in front of you.The new reality hit you like crazy, when you realized that you literally had to crane your neck to meet her gaze.

The lab suddenly felt much smaller, cramped by her new size. "I'll go grab a new batch," she said, breezing past you, forcing you to press yourself against the wall to avoid being knocked over.

As she passed, you couldn't help but notice the way her hips swayed, the swell of her rear straining against the fabric of her ripped pants. She seemed to fill the entire room, her presence overwhelming in ways that had nothing to do with her physical dimensions.

Over the next few hours, you tried to focus on your work to find out, what has happened in your absence, but it was impossible to ignore Himiko's constant transformations. Each time she moved, something shifted - thighs thickening, breasts swelling, shoulders broadening, barely visible for the human eye.

By the end of the week she had grown several more inches, putting her way above seven feet tall! As you sat there, stunned and bewildered, you realized that this wasn't just about Himiko anymore.If word got out, the consequences for your job and your life could be catastrophic!

And yet Himiko knew exactly how to push your buttons and hand her over everything you knew to make her even bigger! A slight touch, a little lift, pressing her weight into you from behind, she was toying with you and you liked it?

Before you knew, you were working for her, your doubts washed away or just hidden beneath her overwhelming presence.

As Himiko a few days later easily over eight feet (240 cm) now, placed a long kiss on your lips, as you were able to extract the compound causing the growth, you were already totally under spell.

The potential for growth, for change, that existed within all living things became your new obsession. And if a single lab assistant could undergo such radical metamorphosis, what might be possible for all females? For the world itself?