You were enjoying studying aboard - especially the views of all the old architecture. What you weren't enjoying were your flatmates. You'd been stuck with 2 jocks, a stoner and a nerd. The jocks and stoner weren't an issue most of the time as they were out but the nerd was always in. She was a petite asian girl doing a PhD in biology like you. She hadn't been bad at first, she helped you get started on your research with some advice on how to sweet talk the professors here and had even shared some of her library of papers. However, she was incredibly protective of her thesis and wouldn't ever tell you what she was researching.
The problems began when you came into the flat and found the kitchen covered in sheets and sheets of fabric. You couldn't reach anything. After asking around you found it belonged to the nerd. You'd banged on the door and she'd refused to answer at first, but when you threatened to start throwing out the fabric she came out and admitted she needed it for her research.
You had always been really curious about what she was researching but now you had to know so you snuck into her room while she was out meeting with a professor and looked through her laptop. You soon found her thesis: "Enticing growth in human females." You couldn't stop laughing, you'd thought she was smart but the thesis read like some sort of wish-fulfilment fan-fic claiming that women had some power deep inside them which could turn them into titans. You couldn't stop reading, you'd only meant to get the title but had to read on. You got to the part about how the power, when unlocked, would increase the physical assets of the woman and turn her into a gigantic symbol of fertility when she came in and discovered you. She ranted at you non-stop for nearly an hour about breaching her privacy but you couldn't take it seriously, she was so deluded - and you told her that. She went up another gear in ranting, calling you too stupid to understand her high-science. This crossed a line for you, she may have helped you get started but at least you understood biology enough to know there were no hidden powers in people.
"You're the stupid one!" you snapped, "I'm sorry your so tiny - and flat - " you hadn't intended to say that but you were angry, "but that's how you're always going to be so you should make peace with it! Not waste everyone's time with this delusion as a form of escape!"
She broke down crying, ran into her room and slammed the door.
That was two weeks ago and you hadn't seen her come out since. You were crossing the town to get to campus for a catch up with your professor when the ground started to shake. The earthquakes were strange, they came in a series - growing stronger - then suddenly stopped. Maybe they had different earthquakes here you wondered to yourself until you noticed some people in the square staring at something. It wasn't strange for tourists to gawp at the cathedral which overshadowed the centre of the town but you noticed locals were staring too. You turned round to see what was happening, then looked up - and up.
It was the nerd, she was huge, in every way. It was her face but on a super model's body - with a fetish model's chest. You recognised the panties and bra she wore as the fabric in the kitchen, they hugged her now-amazing figure perfectly - she'd gotten her calculations just right. She was looking straight at you taking great enjoyment in seeing the mix of fear and arousal playing in you. She leaned forward to get a closer look at you and in the act her arm smashed into one of the towers but she didn't even seem to notice.
"Now who's tiny?" her voice rumbled through the town, "And guess who's going to be the flat too?"
Meta: This was one of my first collages, I cringe when I see it reposted elsewhere as the original had an obvious error; I'd overlayed the foreground wrong with the background so the bottom of the picture repeated itself. No-one ever seemed to notice though (it took me a while to clock it) which taught me you can get away with a lot if you've got some good distractors in your collage.
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