Outgrowing the Arcology Ch. 03

"Well, ifyou'resaying it, I guess it must be true," Michelle said sarcastically.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"I mean a voluptuous three-metre-tall goddess like you has very little to worry about when it comes to competition."

"That doesn't mean she isn't still beautiful, and besides, I wasn't complaining about competition, just making an observation. Also, I'm not three metres."

"Yet," Maaya said, looking at Rose adoringly.

"What do you think, Mike?" Rose asked. "Besides me, you're probably the biggest expert when it comes to evaluating smoking hot girls."

Mike raised his hands above his head. "I invoke my right to silence on the grounds that I don't want to incriminate myself."

"Probably wise," Michelle said, giving him a sly smile.

"I could look great too if I had a dress like that," Kimiko pouted.

"Kimiko, with your body and those tits you'd turn heads even if you're wearing a burlap sack," Rose said jocularly. "Besides, that dress was smart-silk. It probably costs most than most people make in a year."

"True," Kimiko grinned. "Too bad my aunt is rich, but not crazy. Even she wouldn't buy something like that for me."

"Maybe we can demand some huge compensation from Madihi Labs when this is all over," Mike said. "Then you can all get smart-silk dresses like Lina's."

Just as he said that, Lina walked in the room, followed by her father, Professor Tamura, and a few other scientists. "I'm glad you like my dress," Lina said, giving all of them a friendly smile. "But I'm afraid it was a gift from a fashion designer who's a friend of my dad; it's one of a kind. I have a few other smart-silk dresses that you're free to borrow if you like, though I doubt they'd fit any of you right now except maybe Michelle."

"Let's get to business, shall we," Dr Bassir said, ignoring his daughter. The middle-aged African man sat down at the conference table, looking very serious. "We have the preliminary results of the examination, and though we don't have all the answers yet, it proved quite illuminating."

"What did you find?" Michelle asked anxiously.

"At first we were puzzled why the two formulas would interact, since they target unrelated parts of your DNA. However, the key was in the fact that augmentation consists not just of the DNA-rewriting retro-virus, but also of various components designed to stimulate the actual growth. It appears these are acting as a catalyst for increased cellular generation when combined with our formula. This expresses itself as growth across the whole body, although it is focussed on mammary tissue due to the nature of the augmentation formula you are taking. This effect was, I'm afraid, entirely unforeseen, and we are still investigating the exact cause of the interaction."

"It was actually Lina who discovered the additional components were the key," Tamura pointed out, causing Lina to blush.

"But what about me?" Mike asked. "I didn't take any other medication."

"Incorrect, Mister Conrad," Dr Bassir said. "Your blood sample revealed trace amounts of the growth formula. You must have ingested some by accident."

Mike scratched his head. "But how..."

"The orange juice!" Michelle blurted out suddenly. Mike just looked at her confused. "I just remembered. It was the day Professor Tamura asked us about the formula; I made some orange juice for myself and mixed it with the breast augmentation formula, but when I returned from the shower it was gone. I thought I just remembered wrong, but maybe if you drank it..."

"Yeah, I did," Mike said. "I remember now. My throat was dry, and there was a glass on the counter; I didn't know it wasn't regular juice!"

"Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't have mattered," Dr Bassir said. "The formula is keyed to Miss Meyer's DNA, and the growth components have no effect by themselves. It was only when the rejuvenation formula was introduced to your system that it made a difference."

"But then, why did only my... you know... grow? The girls all got taller, even Kimiko is a little bit taller even though she didn't think so at first."

"That I don't know yet, I'm afraid. We suspect your gender may make a difference; it's possible that testosterone affected how your growth was localized. The fact that your growth has been less substantial than the girls is more easily explained if you only ingested the breast augmentation formula once, although we cannot yet eliminate other factors there either."

"That explains Mike, but why did I grow so much less than Kimiko, Maaya or Rose?" Michelle asked. "I'm only a few centimetres taller, and my breasts didn't grow anything like Kimiko's."

Dr Bassir leaned back in his chair. "I've been asking myself that same question, but as of yet..."

"Wait, Michelle," Lina interrupted. "You said you mixed the formulas with orange juice. Do you always take them diluted like that?"

"Yes, but it's still the same amount," Michelle said, raising an eyebrow.

"No, Lina's right, I think," Tamura added. "The dilution may have caused slower absorption into the blood stream, leading to a less severe reaction. In time, you probably would've caught up with the others, unless of course they also kept growing at the same rate."

"The real question, though," Michelle said, "is whether we are in any danger, and if we can stop this and reverse the changes?"

Mike didn't think Michelle saw it, but the look Maaya gave Michelle indicated she had mixed feelings about reversing anything.

Dr Bassir leaned forward, putting his chin on his hands. "For the first part: no, I don't believe you are in any danger. Despite the changes, you are all extremely healthy; in fact, you are probably healthier than most people thanks to the positive effects of the rejuvenation formula. For the second part, I expect we will be able to. We will need to do more experiments, but once we understand how the catalyst operates we should be able to duplicate and control the process. That should allow us to stop the effects, and perhaps also return you to more reasonable sizes."

Mike looked around the table, and as he predicted, Maaya didn't look very happy at that. He wondered, however, it they necessarily had to go back to their original sizes. If they could truly control the process...

Kimiko seemed to agree with Maaya. "Too bad," she said. "I kind of like being huge. Though I guess they are rather inconvenient."

"You get used to it," Tamura said, only half-joking. "In any case, we will take you off the formulas for now, and we recommend you stay in Casablanca until the solution has been found, with daily check-ups to monitor your condition."

"Actually, Professor, that's not entirely correct," Dr Bassir said. "We will take them off the breast augmentation formula, to be sure. But I feel it may be better if they continue taking the rejuvenation formula. We know it does no harm by itself, and the intended effects will help their bodies cope with the growth."

"But they would still grow until the growth components are completely gone from their bloodstream," Lina objected. "Mike took the formula only once over two weeks ago and there are still traces present."

"Some minor additional growth is inevitable since they also still have rejuvenation formula in their system, even if they don't continue taking it," Dr Bassir replied. "I believe I can alter the formula slightly to mitigate that effect. I will have the new batches of formula delivered for each of you to your accommodation as soon as they're ready, and I would recommend you take an additional dosage tonight, since you didn't take any this morning. And I would also ask Miss Meyer, or any of you, not to dilute the formula, just to eliminate further variables."

"I guess," Lina said. "If you think it's necessary." She didn't seem terribly convinced.

"I do, and I'm the project leader," Dr Bassir said, and obviously considered the matter settled. "I suggest you take our guests to their accommodation, my dear Lina. You're also free to take some time off the coming days to show them around and make them feel at home."

"But wouldn't it be better if I helped with..."

"I'm sure we can manage," Dr Bassir said. "We have Professor Tamura's help as well, after all."

Lina looked like she was about to disagree, but said nothing. Instead, she led them out of the room, and took them back to the car.

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After Professor Tamura, Lina, and the others had left the room, one of the other scientists, who had thus far been silent, spoke up.

"Dr Bassir, I'm curious what kind of modifications you intend to make to the formula? I didn't think we had enough data yet to be able to devise a way to slow down the growth effect."

"We don't," Bassir replied simply. "We'll use the same formula as before; however, I want it mixed with the breast augmentation formula. I want them to continue to take both."

"May I ask why, sir?"

"This growth effect we're seeing is frankly amazing. The rate of cell generation that the body must perform to enable them to grow so rapidly... not even cancer tissue can grow that fast. Yet the tissue appears completely healthy. It could be the key to unlocking the secret of preventing cellular aging. And if that's the case, it's not just rejuvenation..."

"It's true eternal youth," the scientist finished.

"Exactly. But I need more data, and after this getting the Conglomerate to approve new test subjects will be hell. Therefore, I need them to continue to ingest both formulas so I can continue to study the effects."

"Then why not tell them that, sir?"

"That blasted Tamura would never agree. She is a brilliant scientist, but too much bound by the rules. There's no foreseeable danger to the subjects, and besides that, at least some of them seem to enjoy the growth. I think it's best therefore that we do not inform them, for the time being. And that includes my daughter; I feel she would probably tell them if she knew."

"But what if it gets out of hand? We don't know what the limits of this effect are."

"Indeed, we don't know. That's precisely why we must continue our observation."

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Lina had one more surprise for the group, as the Rolls Royce took them out of the arcology domes, into the old part of the city near the ocean which had been largely preserved. If Casablanca was a city for the rich, this part was reserved for those that were exceptionally so.

The car stopped at the base of a classically styled apartment building. It turned out Lina lived on the top floor. Theentiretop floor, in fact, as she had not exaggerated the size of her flat. If Lina hadn't already explained she shared the place during her time as a Ph.D. student, Mike would've been clueless as to why she needed that much space.

Lina opened the door for them, and the four girls plus Mike and Professor Tamura entered, feeling absolutely exhausted. Despite that, they couldn't help but be impressed by the interior. Lush carpets were in almost every room, and the furniture was a clever combination of classic mahogany and oak with more modern styling.

Barely five seconds after they entered, Kimiko ran ahead, opened the door to the balcony, and stepped outside. "You've got a real view!" she yelled enthusiastically. "Of the ocean, too!"

Mike and the others followed her outside. Kimiko was leaning against the parapet, which had the effect of compressing her chest, causing it to bulge up against her chin. They had looked like they were going to burst out of that shirt all day, and Mike thought this kind of behaviour would soon make that a reality.

But even Kimiko's mighty breasts could not distract him from the view of the old part of Casablanca and the Atlantic Ocean. The sun was low in the sky, its light reflected in the waters of the Atlantic, and the glittering domes of the arcology were behind them. After years living in the Tokyo Arcology with only holographic views of Tokyo Bay, it was absolutely breath-taking.

Mike suddenly realised that he was staying in a luxurious apartment in Casablanca, the richest city in the world, as the only guy among six absolutely gorgeous and unbelievably busty women, one of whom was his girlfriend (and one was one of his strictest professors, but that could be ignored). Assuming Dr Bassir was right and they weren't in any medical danger, this whole episode could end up being an unforgettable experience for him.

"Quite a view, isn't it?" Lina said, smiling broadly. "Even I haven't grown bored of it yet."

Mike looked around at her. In the sunlight, she looked even sexier than before, and that dress was just stunning. It reflected the sunlight in every colour imaginable—and some he didn't think he could've imagined—causing rainbow patterns to ripple and sparkle across its emerald green surface, accentuating her every luscious curve. Right then, Mike would've donated a kidney to get a dress like that for Michelle; he always thought she looked good in green, as it matched her eyes.

"You are very lucky to live here," he said.

"I guess, yeah," she shrugged. "My dad got me the place, mostly to get me out of his hair, I think. I would like it more if I owned the place myself."

"Still better than the shoe box I live in," Mike said.

"But it's a shoe box you paid for, with money you earned."

"A scholarship, actually," Mike replied sheepishly.

"Which you got because you were good enough to get it. I've had just about everything handed to me, never any accomplishments of my own. I still don't know if the Ph.D. committee really evaluated me fairly or just gave me a pass because my dad is the most famous scientist in town. The only thing I know I earned is my job, because my dad would never let me near his precious projects if he didn't think I could do the job. Ironically, he's probably the only person I know who doesn't show favouritism towards me."

"Hey, you'll get your chance to shine," Tamura said. "I always had a hard time getting people to take me seriously because yeah, I have large breasts, and maybe I don't always dress the way some people think would be proper for someone in my position. But I persevered, and now I've got a Nobel Prize to rub people's noses in. And I was very impressed with your work today; I honestly don't think you have to worry about being in your father's shadow for long."

"High praise, Lina," Michelle said. "The professor wouldn't say that about just anybody."

"Easy for you to say, miss 'brightest student in her class,'" Mike muttered.

Lina blushed, unsure how to reply to that, so she changed the subject. "Anyway, I saw your luggage was put in one of the guest rooms; you'll have to sort out who takes which room by yourselves. I had the maids prepare six rooms, just in case, but they all have double beds so feel free to share as you like. I suspect at least Mike and Michelle will share a room, and Rose and Maaya too if I'm not mistaken."

This caused Mike, Michelle and Kimiko to turn around to look at their two friends in surprise, and the way Maaya started blushing furiously told the whole story, while Rose just smiled.

"When the hell did this happen?" Kimiko demanded. "You know I must be kept informed of all gossip at all times!"

"Only yesterday," Rose said. "After we watched the movie, well... things just happened."

Somehow, Maaya managed to blush even deeper.

"I think it's great," Michelle said, beaming at the both of them.

Mike on the other hand, said nothing. The image of the two mini-giantesses making out did nothing to reduce his steadily building horniness. And the worst thing was that both he and Michelle were so tired that it was unlikely they could accomplish anything that night.

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After a small bite to eat, the group sat on the balcony watching the sunset, engaged in mostly idle chatter. Tamura had left them alone because she needed to do some work—she was the only one who had taken anti-jetlag medication—allowing the six of them to talk more freely. Lina was understandably curious about the experience of growing, and neither Rose nor Michelle spared any details, talking freely about the pleasure they had felt. Maaya and Kimiko were less forward; Maaya because she was simply still a bit shy about the whole thing and Kimiko because the true story of her growth involved sex with Mike, which no one besides Mike, Michelle and Kimiko herself knew about.

It wasn't long after the sun went down that the five friends went inside to sort out their luggage and the rooms, after which they went to bed. As Mike had been afraid, both he and Michelle were too tired, so despite both feeling incredibly horny they fell asleep almost as soon as they lay down on the soft mattress.

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His implants told Mike it was three in the morning when he woke up again. By his own internal clock, that was noon, so he was in that state that everyone who has ever experienced jetlag knows, where you're tired but not sleepy. Michelle lay beside him, still fast asleep, and he watched her breasts rise and fall with her breath in her night shirt. If it weren't for Lina, who was a "mere" double-D or similar, Michelle would've had the smallest breasts of the group, yet it didn't make them any less beautiful. He was hypnotized by the rhythmic rise and fall of her breasts, and he almost thought they were once again a bit bigger than they had been the day before, though it was hard to tell in the low light.

It took every ounce of self-control not to reach out and touch that magnificent pair. He so wanted to slide the night-shirt aside and take one of her nipples into his mouth, and suck it just the way he knew she liked. He hadn't so much as touched Michelle's breasts since the incident with Kimiko, and although Kimiko's were undeniably larger, these were still perfect and they belonged to the girl he loved. Plus, he was hoping that giving Michelle a few good orgasms would earn him some points towards forgiveness.

Yet he was quite sure that waking her in the middle of the night for a quick romp would not go over well, regardless of how horny she herself might also be. Besides which, he didn't want to interrupt her sleep. It was bad enough that he was awake; he didn't want to share the misery.

But the raging boner in his shorts would not be ignored, so he resigned himself to doing the one thing that might help, and got up to go to the bathroom. He did feel a bit weird about wanking in an unfamiliar bathroom in someone else's house, but if he did it in the room the risk of waking up Michelle was too big. In any case, he did also have to pee, difficult as that may be considering his current predicament.

He entered the bathroom, and fumbled for the light switch. Normally, he wouldn't turn on the light to use the toilet at night, but he didn't know his way around here, and the room was nearly pitch-black.

He was momentarily blinded by the light, but when his eyes adjusted he found Lina, sitting on the toilet, completely naked.

He stumbled backwards awkwardly, shocked. Unfortunately for him, the door opened inwards and he pushed it closed by walking into it. He felt like a deer in headlights, his back to the door, staring wide-eyed at this naked girl sitting on the toilet, a huge boner sticking out of his shorts.

"I guess I should've locked the door," Lina said simply. She made no attempt to cover up; if anything, she sat up straighter, putting her big, heavy breasts on display. They were capped by large, deep black areola, and big nipples. Mike, the thought of licking Michelle's breasts still fresh in his mind, now couldn't help but imagine his mouth closing around those large nubs. He swallowed hard, unable to take his eyes off her.

"That's the problem with living alone," Lina continued. "You get into bad habits, like sleeping naked and not locking the bathroom door." She didn't seem remotely embarrassed by the situation. If anything, she seemed amused.