Your wife always had to take things to extremes.
She liked to do anything she could to please you. When you made a passing remark about liking brunettes she died her hair brown within an hour - all her hair.
When you admitted that you'd originally asked her out because of her big boobs she decided to give you more of what you wanted and had them enlarged. You'd come home one day and she had tits bigger than your head.
So when you got back to the apartment this evening to find your laptop on and your browser history open you worried a bit. No doubt she would have seen the dozens of giantess related pages you'd visited. Normally you'd clear your history but you'd left the apartment in a rush. You knew she would no doubt do something to please your giantess fetish but you couldn't image what. High heels? Stilts? Maybe some leg lengthening surgery? But your suspicion was that she would go to some further extreme to fulfil your desire. You were proved right when you felt the building shake, and shake again.
You suspected you knew what was coming so ran out to the balcony to see. She suddenly emerged from a nearby building looking like a Goddess of curves. Her already large breasts had expanded in relation to her even further through whatever process she'd enlarged herself. Her yellow bra and panties straining against hey body which seemed to still be expanding. She looked straight at you with a smile.
"Hey honey", she said in a husky whisper which shattered nearby windows, "I saw your browser history and I saw what you'd been looking at. I liked what I saw so I've decided to indulge you."
She gave you a twirl showing off all her curves.
"Like it? I'm worried I may have taken it a bit too far.
She wasn't wrong - her body was now the definition of extreme.
Luckily, you loved extremes.
Meta: Used an AI background remover for the picture of Britney but had to do some manual work to finish cutting it out properly. I wish I had a high-res picture of her in her dungarees, that's real collage material.
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