You'd been led into the stadium early to undergo the process. The dwindling numbers of fans had led the team's owners to a decision - they needed to do something drastic to grab people's attention. What could be more attention grabbing than turning one of their former stars - you - into a giant. The idea was that you would double in size and could walk around the sides of the pitch as a form of human mascot. You'd always fantasized about being big so you'd agreed.
The process was experimental and involved a mix of dosing you with radiation, steroids and hormones. You felt nothing during the process, then for a while afterwards but eventually something started to happen. You felt yourself getting larger - it had worked! You soon reached your target height - then passed it. You were growing out of control. You'd worn stretchy clothes but they weren't stretchy enough for this excess growth and tore off. You were growing larger, but you were also changing in other ways. You felt your chest getting heavier, your hips widening. When you finally felt the growth subsiding you realised something - you were now a beautiful giantess - and completely turned on.
You could feel the eyes of the staff in the stands still coming to terms with your growth. Someone must have been on the ball though as a huge uniform was brought to you within the hour. You'd hoped being covered up would lessen your arousal but it remained strong. Being so big and busty was driving you wild, but with so many eyes on you there was no opportunity to try and satisfy yourself.
As the pre-match preparations started you felt a bit of relief as people's attention started turning to their own tasks. That was until the camera crews turned up. They couldn't get enough of filming you - one of the cameramen in particular seemed to be obsessed with you. You noticed he kept trying to get up close and had his camera pointed at your enormous tits most of the time. You could understand, they were pretty impressive - but his constant focus on them was making you realise just how big and beautiful they were - how big and beautiful you were.
You couldn't take it any more. You ripped your top and shorts off - it was obvious they were made in a rush by how quickly they tore - or maybe that was your newly enlarged strength. You jiggled your freed breasts at the cameraman who nearly fainted. He came to his senses quickly though, refocussed his camera and returned to recording you. It was too much, you needed more - you needed relief.
You laid down on the pitch, picked the camera man up and dropped him on your soft breasts. You ordered him to massage in between getting his shots. The staff in the stands were torn between watching what was unfolding and getting on with their work. You knew they'd want you stop but you also knew that you were too big to be stopped.
You were desperate for relief now - you really needed it before the game started. As you started to lift up your panties the cameraman turned to see what you were doing.
"Get to work now, or else you're going to be filming the game from in there."
Meta: This is a another Giantess' POV collage made to help accommodate those who envisage themselves as the giantess - I made sure the story is gender neutral so that everyone can enjoy it. I found blurring the background really helps to sells perspective shots - especially if you get one with the model's lower body being out of focus like in this one.
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