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“Woah, seriously!? Me, a ‘growing model’!?” Ann was in complete disbelief, her Agent simply nodding at her question, his face completely serious. Despite the shock in her voice, there was also a sense of excitement in the blonde girl’s tone.

Growing models’ had just recently become the biggest thing in fashion, pun entirely intended. Not many agencies were selected for the process, and even fewer models, but those who did not only saw an increase in gigs, income, and fame, but also quite literally in size

Naturally, the entire thing was still fairly new, but its popularity, much like growing girls would if not put in special growth environments, shot through the roof.. Only the top brands and certain stars of the best and most valued agencies were selected. Now however? It was Ann’s turn to be put in the spotlight that was the sun. The part-time model had heard all of all the scientific mumbo-jumbo from Futaba, who Ann definitely felt was a bit too into the whole thing, but-

“-Still… Why me? I mean, I’m honored, and I want to say yes… but…” Ann was still a bit shocked, her breathy words matching her slight blush perfectly. With a smile, her Agent sat up fully, and put down various bits of paperwork and photos onto the table between the two of them.

“Well, Ann-chan, you’re without a doubt our top model. Any magazine with your content in it sells out within a day, and recently, we got accepted into the ‘growing model’ program.” The Agent began, Ann doing her best to listen, and browse through all the various slips of glossy photos of absolutely massive girls smiling and advertising products or holding up other models, as well as the much more standard release forms for her to sign.
"We were as surprised as you, that our modest agency was chosen. But the second we were, you were the person I thought best to choose.” Ann couldn’t help but smile softly at that. She always felt a bit insecure about doing her job, as if she were an impostor in the modeling field.

True, she was keeping her promise to herself about becoming the best model she could be, but… Even still, the fact that they chose her, and not someone like Mika was surprising… Not that Ann WANTED Mika to be chosen, especially how Mika was known to treat models at her current height…

“I-I’ll do it!... Although…” Ann paused, stopping herself from grabbing a pen from the mug holding them across the desk and signing the papers immediately on impulse. Her Agent raised his brow, curious as to what the usually agreeable girl had to ask and say.
“I definitely want to do this, I mean… this is an AMAZING opportunity for me... I just, I’ve heard that, while yes, the technology IS almost completely safe, it also can be a bit shoddy and alter bits of the body.” Ann said, tilting her head with a little pout. Silently she thanked Futaba for going over all of this information with her a while back.

“Ah, while it is true that certain assets might be partially altered, I can assure you that it’s nothing you would regret. I’ve even heard from some models that they couldn't have been happier with the changes they experienced.” There was nothing but honesty in the agent’s voice, as he leaned over and tapped a few ‘before & after’ pics, Ann’s eyes widening.

“Well, these girls definitely DO look happy.” Ann said, a confidence growing in her… almost more than her current body would permit. Taking a deep breath in, Ann smiled and grabbed a pen.
“Let’s do this.” She gave a wink to her Agent, as her slender fingers gripped the pen, and she went away at signing the paper works. An aura of strength and power radiating off of Ann, as if she could have grown there and then.

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“Ugh, the forecast didn’t say it would be THIS hot.” Mika grumbled, glaring up at the sky. Usually the brown haired, blue dress wearing girl loved the sun, as she felt it accentuated her best features… But she wasn’t sure if she had applied enough sunscreen. Taking a breath, Mika smiled, knowing that letting any of her stress show outwardly would not only reflect visually on herself, but turn away any prospective people seeking models, or guys who might boost her ego by asking her out. But before Mika could take a sip from her water bottle to wet her lips and tongue, she paused. There were people making their way out of the area, all sorts of people, but among them were guys (and some women) in hard helmets and safety vests guiding them.

“Ugh, of course it’s a shoot…” Mika sighed, annoyed that the closing of the streets and areas would close the stores she hoped to hit up that day. Still, the fact that this was happening right there in Shibuya meant that it HAD to be a big model, literally and figuratively, and with a smirk, Mika figured she’d go chat up the huge model.
“Who knows, maybe I can show her and the agents at the event that I should be the next thing in big beauty.” Mika smirked, giving her hair a flutter as she approached the area that the crowds were quickly leaving from.

“Um, excuse me.” Mika fluttered her lashes, giving her cutest smile to the two men setting up protective barriers to make sure that none of the crowds would get into the ‘danger’ zone.

“Sorry mam, this area is closed off to the public. If you want to watch, you’ll have to watch-” But the speaking member of the safety staff was cut off by a man in a suit who gently put a hand on the orange stripe-covered chest, and smiled at Mika.

“Ah, Mika right? I assume that you’re wanting to get a bit closer to today’s ‘Growing Model’, huh?” Mika had to stop her eye from twitching at the fact that this bigwig didn’t remember perfectly who SHE was, but she let it slide and gently shook his hand.

“Oh yeah, I just really wanted to get a good look at the job. After all, knowing my position in this field, I figure I’m big enough to be, well, you know.” Mika gave a cute, girlish giggle as the man let out a chuckle.

“Of course, of course, but you will still have to stay a fair bit back. As far as I know, you haven’t been trained in the safety measures of being around the shoot area, and well…” The man trailed off, not wanting to paint a mess of a mental image, which Mika caught on.

“Oh but of course, I understand. I assume I can stand right over there?” Mika fluttered her lashes as she pointed at where some of the other incredible looking girls sat, smiling and talking with each other

“Yeah, I’ll have one of the safety crew take you over there.” The agent waved over another staff member, who motioned for Mika to follow him. Mika did as she was told, her heels clicking with each step, as she took a full-of-herself breath.

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“Jeez, this is massive…” Mika commented on just how much of Shibuya crossing had been emptied. It wasn’t unheard of to have multiple ‘Growing Models’ do a photo shoot for tourism and other such ads and brochures, but this seemed… even larger than normal.

“Ah, you’ll see. Don’t want to spoil the surprise. It’s actually this model's first time… Can’t remember her name, though.” Mika wanted to press, but as she got closer to the bleacher-like seating area, she stopped and felt a shake go through her entire body

“W-what was that?...” Mika stammered, but before she got an answer, the ground shook again, causing her to nearly stumble over. While the other model’s hushed conversations got more and more excited, visible stress overtook Mika’s face. It felt like the world was ending with how much it was shaking. Some people fell over, but thankfully weren’t hurt, cars bounced, windows which weren’t up to the modern ‘giant shatter prevention’ code gave uncomfortably tense sounds, and all Mika could do was look around. Confusion, stress, partial fear was cooling Mika’s blood as her head shot around to where the giant approaching model could be coming from, before: Any heat in Mika’s body left her, a shiver crawling across all of her perfectly maintained skin. Down from one of the wide streets came waltzing the obnoxious, absolutely massive pink and white heels of the model, Mika’s eyes creeping up from the car-crushing huge shoes, past the bare legs, to the cut-off booty shorts, to a very recognizable color-splotched shirt to-

“No…” Was all Mika could say… initially. She just stared up at the behemoth of a blonde girl towering over… Well, EVERYTHING. Ann rivaled the tallest of buildings in the crossing, but it wasn’t just Ann’s size that had increased… Mika couldn’t help but unconsciously touch her bust, and ass, and all over her body as she saw just how big Ann had gotten, in more ways than one. Ann wasn’t a modestly sized girl at normal height, but now? Now the big bimbo had massive breasts, ass, and thighs, that really put her custom made massive shirt to the test

“Alright Ann-chan, we have camera crews up on all the roofs, and drones will be flying around to get the best shots we can! Please don’t swat them, they aren’t bugs, and they are expensive.” The agent chuckled, his voice amplified by the megaphone he held. Ann let out a booming chuckle herself, as she nodded and replied with an “okay”. “Anyway, just strike some poses. Do what comes naturally to start off with, and then we’ll do some scripted stuff.” The agent called out, before he turned around to talk to some other people in suits.

“Wow, I can’t believe this is really happening… I’m HUGE!” Ann laughed, some people having to cover their ears, and again some windows threatened to shatter, but everything was going well. Ann gave a big grin to the adoring public, her baby-blue eyes shimmering as she held up a cutesy peace sign. Flipping her hair back and forth carefully, Ann let out a satisfied sigh, so pleased that she had agreed to sign up for all of this.

“No… NO! This CAN NOT be happening…” Mika’s brow twitched as she took a few steps forward and glared up at the giant Ann… Who gave a glance to the models, but didn’t even seem to remotely notice that Mika was among them, much to the glaring girl’s chagrin.
“Giant skank!...” Was all Mika could muster, all the bark and bite from her drained as she just watched Ann have the time of her life… Mika just crossed her arms and shooting daggers at the mountain sized ‘beauty’ she despised.

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Story written by the amazing RadmannEkas

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“Woah, seriously!? Me, a ‘growing model’!?” Ann was in complete disbelief, her Agent simply nodding at her question, his face completely serious. Despite the shock in her voice, there was also a sense of excitement in the blonde girl’s tone.

Growing models’ had just recently become the biggest thing in fashion, pun entirely intended. Not many agencies were selected for the process, and even fewer models, but those who did not only saw an increase in gigs, income, and fame, but also quite literally in size

Naturally, the entire thing was still fairly new, but its popularity, much like growing girls would if not put in special growth environments, shot through the roof.. Only the top brands and certain stars of the best and most valued agencies were selected. Now however? It was Ann’s turn to be put in the spotlight that was the sun. The part-time model had heard all of all the scientific mumbo-jumbo from Futaba, who Ann definitely felt was a bit too into the whole thing, but-

“-Still… Why me? I mean, I’m honored, and I want to say yes… but…” Ann was still a bit shocked, her breathy words matching her slight blush perfectly. With a smile, her Agent sat up fully, and put down various bits of paperwork and photos onto the table between the two of them.

“Well, Ann-chan, you’re without a doubt our top model. Any magazine with your content in it sells out within a day, and recently, we got accepted into the ‘growing model’ program.” The Agent began, Ann doing her best to listen, and browse through all the various slips of glossy photos of absolutely massive girls smiling and advertising products or holding up other models, as well as the much more standard release forms for her to sign.
"We were as surprised as you, that our modest agency was chosen. But the second we were, you were the person I thought best to choose.” Ann couldn’t help but smile softly at that. She always felt a bit insecure about doing her job, as if she were an impostor in the modeling field.

True, she was keeping her promise to herself about becoming the best model she could be, but… Even still, the fact that they chose her, and not someone like Mika was surprising… Not that Ann WANTED Mika to be chosen, especially how Mika was known to treat models at her current height…

“I-I’ll do it!... Although…” Ann paused, stopping herself from grabbing a pen from the mug holding them across the desk and signing the papers immediately on impulse. Her Agent raised his brow, curious as to what the usually agreeable girl had to ask and say.
“I definitely want to do this, I mean… this is an AMAZING opportunity for me... I just, I’ve heard that, while yes, the technology IS almost completely safe, it also can be a bit shoddy and alter bits of the body.” Ann said, tilting her head with a little pout. Silently she thanked Futaba for going over all of this information with her a while back.

“Ah, while it is true that certain assets might be partially altered, I can assure you that it’s nothing you would regret. I’ve even heard from some models that they couldn't have been happier with the changes they experienced.” There was nothing but honesty in the agent’s voice, as he leaned over and tapped a few ‘before & after’ pics, Ann’s eyes widening.

“Well, these girls definitely DO look happy.” Ann said, a confidence growing in her… almost more than her current body would permit. Taking a deep breath in, Ann smiled and grabbed a pen.
“Let’s do this.” She gave a wink to her Agent, as her slender fingers gripped the pen, and she went away at signing the paper works. An aura of strength and power radiating off of Ann, as if she could have grown there and then.

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“Ugh, the forecast didn’t say it would be THIS hot.” Mika grumbled, glaring up at the sky. Usually the brown haired, blue dress wearing girl loved the sun, as she felt it accentuated her best features… But she wasn’t sure if she had applied enough sunscreen. Taking a breath, Mika smiled, knowing that letting any of her stress show outwardly would not only reflect visually on herself, but turn away any prospective people seeking models, or guys who might boost her ego by asking her out. But before Mika could take a sip from her water bottle to wet her lips and tongue, she paused. There were people making their way out of the area, all sorts of people, but among them were guys (and some women) in hard helmets and safety vests guiding them.

“Ugh, of course it’s a shoot…” Mika sighed, annoyed that the closing of the streets and areas would close the stores she hoped to hit up that day. Still, the fact that this was happening right there in Shibuya meant that it HAD to be a big model, literally and figuratively, and with a smirk, Mika figured she’d go chat up the huge model.
“Who knows, maybe I can show her and the agents at the event that I should be the next thing in big beauty.” Mika smirked, giving her hair a flutter as she approached the area that the crowds were quickly leaving from.

“Um, excuse me.” Mika fluttered her lashes, giving her cutest smile to the two men setting up protective barriers to make sure that none of the crowds would get into the ‘danger’ zone.

“Sorry mam, this area is closed off to the public. If you want to watch, you’ll have to watch-” But the speaking member of the safety staff was cut off by a man in a suit who gently put a hand on the orange stripe-covered chest, and smiled at Mika.

“Ah, Mika right? I assume that you’re wanting to get a bit closer to today’s ‘Growing Model’, huh?” Mika had to stop her eye from twitching at the fact that this bigwig didn’t remember perfectly who SHE was, but she let it slide and gently shook his hand.

“Oh yeah, I just really wanted to get a good look at the job. After all, knowing my position in this field, I figure I’m big enough to be, well, you know.” Mika gave a cute, girlish giggle as the man let out a chuckle.

“Of course, of course, but you will still have to stay a fair bit back. As far as I know, you haven’t been trained in the safety measures of being around the shoot area, and well…” The man trailed off, not wanting to paint a mess of a mental image, which Mika caught on.

“Oh but of course, I understand. I assume I can stand right over there?” Mika fluttered her lashes as she pointed at where some of the other incredible looking girls sat, smiling and talking with each other

“Yeah, I’ll have one of the safety crew take you over there.” The agent waved over another staff member, who motioned for Mika to follow him. Mika did as she was told, her heels clicking with each step, as she took a full-of-herself breath.

------------

“Jeez, this is massive…” Mika commented on just how much of Shibuya crossing had been emptied. It wasn’t unheard of to have multiple ‘Growing Models’ do a photo shoot for tourism and other such ads and brochures, but this seemed… even larger than normal.

“Ah, you’ll see. Don’t want to spoil the surprise. It’s actually this model's first time… Can’t remember her name, though.” Mika wanted to press, but as she got closer to the bleacher-like seating area, she stopped and felt a shake go through her entire body

“W-what was that?...” Mika stammered, but before she got an answer, the ground shook again, causing her to nearly stumble over. While the other model’s hushed conversations got more and more excited, visible stress overtook Mika’s face. It felt like the world was ending with how much it was shaking. Some people fell over, but thankfully weren’t hurt, cars bounced, windows which weren’t up to the modern ‘giant shatter prevention’ code gave uncomfortably tense sounds, and all Mika could do was look around. Confusion, stress, partial fear was cooling Mika’s blood as her head shot around to where the giant approaching model could be coming from, before: Any heat in Mika’s body left her, a shiver crawling across all of her perfectly maintained skin. Down from one of the wide streets came waltzing the obnoxious, absolutely massive pink and white heels of the model, Mika’s eyes creeping up from the car-crushing huge shoes, past the bare legs, to the cut-off booty shorts, to a very recognizable color-splotched shirt to-

“No…” Was all Mika could say… initially. She just stared up at the behemoth of a blonde girl towering over… Well, EVERYTHING. Ann rivaled the tallest of buildings in the crossing, but it wasn’t just Ann’s size that had increased… Mika couldn’t help but unconsciously touch her bust, and ass, and all over her body as she saw just how big Ann had gotten, in more ways than one. Ann wasn’t a modestly sized girl at normal height, but now? Now the big bimbo had massive breasts, ass, and thighs, that really put her custom made massive shirt to the test

“Alright Ann-chan, we have camera crews up on all the roofs, and drones will be flying around to get the best shots we can! Please don’t swat them, they aren’t bugs, and they are expensive.” The agent chuckled, his voice amplified by the megaphone he held. Ann let out a booming chuckle herself, as she nodded and replied with an “okay”. “Anyway, just strike some poses. Do what comes naturally to start off with, and then we’ll do some scripted stuff.” The agent called out, before he turned around to talk to some other people in suits.

“Wow, I can’t believe this is really happening… I’m HUGE!” Ann laughed, some people having to cover their ears, and again some windows threatened to shatter, but everything was going well. Ann gave a big grin to the adoring public, her baby-blue eyes shimmering as she held up a cutesy peace sign. Flipping her hair back and forth carefully, Ann let out a satisfied sigh, so pleased that she had agreed to sign up for all of this.

“No… NO! This CAN NOT be happening…” Mika’s brow twitched as she took a few steps forward and glared up at the giant Ann… Who gave a glance to the models, but didn’t even seem to remotely notice that Mika was among them, much to the glaring girl’s chagrin.
“Giant skank!...” Was all Mika could muster, all the bark and bite from her drained as she just watched Ann have the time of her life… Mika just crossed her arms and shooting daggers at the mountain sized ‘beauty’ she despised.

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Story written by the amazing RadmannEkas