This is the story of the divine growing goddess Meshelle and the start of her kinky adventures with her trio of eager subbies.

Giantess Origins of a Growing Goddess

The giantess origins of the divine growing goddess Meshelle began on a morning just like any before it. Following a luxurious bath, drawn by her dutiful submissive B, she was being towel dried by her other submissive P. All the while, her precious submissive J laid out her Goddess’s outfit for the day. “Your hair is so thick and luscious, Goddess,” P stated warmly, smoothing the last few wisps of hair in place with the rest of his divinity’s ponytail. She smiled up at him with her eyes as B helped her sit down in front of her well-lit vanity mirror. B knelt at her feet and guided her Goddess’s foot into her lap, before using a small pot of perfumed moisturizer to massage the soles of her brilliance’s feet. “The arches of your feet are so deep, Goddess. Just like a dancer’s!” exclaimed B as she cradled her Goddess’s foot while using both of her hands to moisturize and massage her lower leg. Goddess Meshelle beamed down at her, caressing the side of her face, “Your words are delectable, my love,’ she purred, letting her fingertips brush B’s lower lip. Just as she was starting to allow the feelings of pleasure and arousal to spread throughout her body, her Goddess’s foot started to feel like a lead weight in her lap.

The Divine Growing Goddess, Meshelle

It didn’t take long for me to realize that something was amiss with my submissives. It started with J pouring my daily beauty tonic and looking rather unsure when they handed it to me. I usually slowly sip the elixir while I’m bathing, but it tasted…different today. As my daily routine continued that morning, I noticed that my body felt, sturdier. Stronger even! It was only after sitting down at my vanity and hearing B’s startled gasp that it dawned on that the something that was amiss was me! I took my foot out B’s lap and attempted to stand. As I did, the ground seemed to rush away from me in an instant. When I finally gained my bearings, my head was just touching the 10-foot ceilings in my dressing/changing room.

An Interesting Development

When I scanned the room around me, it felt like I was standing inside of a doll’s house. The furniture, toiletries, electronics…everything was miniature now. “Oh, dear! Goddess what has happened to you!?” wailed P and B as the rushed towards me, attempting to remove the strips of fabric hanging from my body in tatters. I guess I hadn’t noticed my prior Hulk-out when I was an actively growing goddess just moments before. “I’m not quite sure, my darlings.” I confessed, opening my massive arms wide as I knelt to pull my darling subs closer to me. I looked right at J who was hanging back, just out of my arm’s reach, before asking, “However, I’m sure our beloved J here can explain. Why exactly are you trying to hide such an ebullient smile, dear one?”

Well-Intentioned Subby Shenanigans

It didn’t take long for J to reveal what had happened. During one of our many trips earlier in the year, J had happened up on health potion of sorts. The merchant that had sold them the special powder said that when used correctly, it would grant the consumer ultimate power. ‘And who better to wield ultimate power than you, Goddess?’ J finished their story and stared up at me with eyes full of devotion. I gave them a rueful smile, before gathering them up in my hands and pressing my now enormous lips to the top of their head. “While well-intentioned, honey, this is going to cost you. Understand?” I chided my over-exuberant sub while looking into their now tiny and adorable doll-like face. They nodded, trying to cover the grin spreading across their face. ‘UGH! Now, I’m not sure if I’m jealous that J gets to be punished or excited that there’s more of our Goddess to enjoy now.’

Limitless Funishment Potential

My hearing must have gotten better with my increased size, because I was able to hear every word of the P’s conversation with B from all the way out in the hall! I set J down on the floor of the room and attempted to stand upright. “Well, this is confounding. Did the potion you purchased from that merchant say anything about a height limit?’ I asked J as I resisted the urge to break through the ceiling before sitting back down. Their face immediately started to turn bright red before they managed to stammer out, ‘N-n-no, Goddess. It did say that the maximum height was contingent upon the consumer’s inner strength.” I regarded them soberly, before leaning as far forward as my massive, naked body would allow, peering down at them as they stood between my enormous downturned palms. I heard J swallowing audibly as I brought my face level to theirs…

The End…???

I’ve spent the last three months adjusting to life as a growing goddess and again to life as a growing mistress. While rocky and uncomfortable at times, I wouldn’t trade the look in my subs’ eyes or the sounds of pleasure that escape their tiny bodies when I correct them for anything in this world. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine the debaucherous things I could do at this size. Nor the power such lofty heights could grant me. I’m not exactly sure where I’ll go from here, but one thing is certain: the inner strength of a Goddess is unquantifiable, so the sky truly is the limit for me.

The melodious and sometimes malefic,

Meshelle✨