You loved your wife - but sometimes you just wanted some alone time on the computer to browse through your... interests.
"Huh, so this is what you're into then?"
You jumped with shock from your wife's sudden intrusion into your 'private time' before rushing to minimise everything on the screen.
"H-Honey" you stammered, "I thought you'd gone to bed."
"I couldn't sleep." she told you as she reached over to your mouse and brought all the windows back up, "So this is the big project you had to stay up working on?"
"Well... I got it done sooner than I thought and just figured I would..."
"Unwind a little?" she teased you, "Its ok, I know you look at porn."
She laughed before studying the collages of giant women on the screen.
"I must say though, I didn't know you were into this sort of thing." she smirked, taking a good look at what you'd just been scrolling through.
"Yeah, I kinda have a thing for giant women." you said, blushing the deepest red possible.
You noticed your wife was transfixed by the website you were on, clicking through a number of different pages - often stopping and admiring some pictures on it in more detail.
"Wow - she's big isn't she?" she asked admiring one which was a particular favorite of yours.
You nodded dumbly, still reeling in embarrassment.
This continued for some time, with your wife often stopping on the occasional image and asking for your thoughts on it.
"Is this the sort of thing you like?" she asked of a particularly outlandish image featuring a very plus sized model and a lot of vore.
"Well, I like the scale of it - not so much the eating..." you explained.
"The scale huh?" she queried you with an eyebrow raised.
She'd found your dirty little secret - you decided you might as well own it, "Yeah - I dunno what it is but the idea of a woman, any woman being big - as in giant, not just tall or fat - it really turns me on."
"So this is your kink huh?" she asked pointedly.
You'd told her when you started dating that you weren't into anything weird sexually, she obviously still remembered.
"I suppose so - I never told you because its... well, its a bit silly and I was embarrassed about it."
"That's ok, I know you're into silly things anyway, like all that sci-fi rubbish." she laughed before tussling your hair playfully, "And its nothing to be embarrassed about - I think its quite cool actually..."
She treated you to a sweet smile before continuing her scrolling.
"Wow, that ones hot..." she commented on a mini-giantess collage you'd often come back to before,
"Yeah - that ones actually a favorite of mine." you told her with growing confidence.
You noticed your wife bite her lip while studying the photo. She then spun you round in your chair to face her.
"Ok..." she told you, obviously building up to something, "I've never shown you this because I thought it might scare you - but now I see its obviously something you're very - very interested in..."
You had no idea what she was talking about until you noticed what was happening - she was slowly but surely growing!
You watched as your wife grew, bigger and bigger. Her dress started to pull tight, then started to tear. All the time she grew, your wife sighed and moaned. Soon her dress ripped off entirely and you could see her stretched underwear beneath - but she kept going. She grew so large that she needed to stoop to avoid banging her head on the ceiling, then she had to duck. She eventually stopped growing a few away from having to crawl about the apartment.
"There, what do you think?" she asked, beaming her satisfied smile down on you.
"How... how did you do that?" you managed to eek out.
"Oh, I've always been able to do that. I only ever do it when I'm alone as it tends to scare people." she explained, before adding with a cheeky smile, "Obviously not you though."
"You look incredible!" you blurted out in your state of amazement.
"Oh, sweetie" she cooed - before asking, "You don't mind if I stay this big around the apartment then?"
"Not at all, be as big as you like!" you told her, eagerly inspecting her enlarged body.
"Great, I feel so much more like myself when I'm big."
You loved this revelation about your wife - but the implication that she hadn't really been her true self throughout your marriage so far rang alarm bells. Surely she would still be the sweet, caring and patient woman you fell in love with despite her increased stature?
You got your answer sooner than you would have liked as you watched her try to manoeuvre about the apartment at her enlarged size. She knocked over chairs and tables as she went, eventually sighing in frustration.
"Argh, why do we have so much furniture!" she shouted before stomping a coffee table flat beneath one of her feet.
Her anger then turned to your reading chair next to the window.
"And this chair is always in my way no matter what size I am!" she complained as she lifted it from its place.
"Erm, honey." you interjected, "I actually quite like it being there, the light is..."
You stopped dead in your sentence when her angry glare fixed on you.
"What was that pipsqueak?" she asked as she gripped the chair tight in her hand. You could hear the hard wood it was made from creak from the massive pressure her enormous fingers were exerting.
You realised what trouble you were in - your wife now held all the cards. Not only was she bigger and no doubt much stronger than you, but she also had you completely enamoured. She was an embodiment of your love and lust.
"Nothing honey." you said, backing down.
"Good." she said, before crushing the chair like a can in her hands.
Your wife studied you for a moment, seeing how you reacted to her display of superiorly. She no doubt saw how afraid you were, but also how much she was still turning you on. A naughty smile crossed her lips as she saw her dominance over you - but she wanted to drive the point home.
"Oh, just so you know..." she stated matter-of-factly. "I can grow much bigger than this."
You didn't know if it was fate, some sub-concious inkling or just pure co-incidence that had brought the two of you together. All you did know was that you really loved your wife.
Meta: This story is based on a recent discussion between me and my wife. Unfortunately it didn't end up with her growing, but it did end in her looking through some size-change content with me which then led to... other things (wink). She's known about my size-fetish for a while but I think she has a better understanding of its appeal now.
It feels wrong making Giantess Katelyn a mini-giantess. It seems like she should be... bigger. Unfortunately this shot of her was the only one I had to hand which fit the scene I had in my head. I've continued with my experiment in shadows and lighting to convey positioning and scale in a small space. I got to show off a little bit though with the layering of the chair in her hand.
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