Technically, Miguel did not have eyelids, or even eyes, but nonetheless he blinked when Mark's flash went off. "Where did you send him?"
Mark smiled innocently, apparently ignoring the question. "Hey, isn't there a championship on right now?" He fumbled for the remote and turned the television on. Thankfully, all of the structural damage to the house had not interfered with the power or the cable.
The TV showed a baseball diamond, not surprising since the campus had been buzzing about the University team making the playoffs for the first time in a decade. But the game was not what caught the attention of Miguel, the announcers, or the cameramen. There, covering much of the infield, were two enormous nude women, one with green and purple hair, the other with white. Even proportional to their size, their breasts were enormous, and the Asian member of the duo was sucking on the other's tits like there was no tomorrow.
"Holy shit!" laughed Miguel. "I can't believe they haven't cut away. The whole city is watching our friends get it on!"
The announcer seemed confused. "I...guess it's some sort of prank. Maybe a hologram? Or something? I can't imagine who...or how..." His voice trailed off.
Only then did the girls notice their new surroundings.
"Hey, Min? Where are we?" Becca asked.
"The baseball stadium," Min replied. "Jeez, you are a nerd. When was the last time you actually watched or participated in a sport?"
"You know what I mean," Becca laughed. She playfully slapped Min's toned ass, and the noise set off car alarms in the parking lot. "I was wondering if Mark zapped us here or something else happened. So how big do you think we are now?"
Min kept up her teasing, perhaps hoping for another slap. "Well, if you followed baseball, you'd know that it's about sixty feet from the pitcher's mound to home plate. I'd say we're about that big now."
"Five stories tall?" Becca mused. "God, the thought makes me wet. But it's still not big enough. Zap me again, girlfriend!"
Min had just begun fingering Becca and she was happy to giver her a full jolt. Being called "girlfriend" was a huge turn-on for her, and she wanted to make Becca happy. Becca screamed from the pleasure from the surge of power she felt in her pussy, and she experienced her biggest growth surge yet.
"How far is it between bases?"
"Ninety feet, nerd."
"Then that's me! The Ninety Foot Nerd!" Becca laughed. "Catch up to me fast. I want to fill the stadium!"
As Min was once again going hungrily at Becca's breasts, the mood in the stadium changed. Until now, the fans had been horny, excited, and curious about the appearance of two sexy giantesses. Now, as it became clear that they intended to outgrow the stadium, a panic descended. People stopped taking pictures on their phones and ran for the exits screaming. The few players who had remained on the field, enthralled by being so close to the house-sized realization of their fantasies, now started to run. One, the left fielder from the visiting team, was slower than the others. Becca snatched him up and cradled him in her palm. From her perspective, he seemed smaller than five inches tall.
"I hear you're supposed to eat snacks at the ballpark!" she teased. When she saw the wet stain spread across the front of his trousers, she actually felt a little guilty. "JK, I'm not going to eat you. Not when my friend wants to use you as a dildo." She tossed the terrified ballplayer to Min.
Min had to react quickly to avoid dropping him. "I'm sorry little guy, but I'm afraid you're already too small to do much for me. Run along now." She set her toy down and watched him run for the exit. "Don't go too far," she called. "We'll play again after were much, much bigger!"
"Bigger!" Becca repeated, playfully tackling Min. The impact shook the stadium to it's foundation, causing the right field bleachers, now empty, to partially collapse. Not that the girls noticed. The were too busy pleasuring each other to epic proportions.
After about thirty minutes, they took a break. The stadium appeared completely empty. The field was soaked with thousands of gallons of milk that had escaped from Becca. Sirens sounded in the distance.
"Hey, Min?" Becca asked. "What does this big yellow number 330 mean?"
"That's the foul pole. That number right where your head is tells you how far it is to home plate, down where your feet are."
"Oh, my God! We're over a hundred yards tall?"
"About that. Want to get bigger, or think we should have some fun at our current size?"
Meanwhile, back in the sorority house, Miguel squinted (unnecessarily, again because of the lack of biological eyes) at the TV screen. There was a small blonde woman standing a few feet from Min's ass, giving a thumbs up to the now abandoned camera.
"I have season tickets," the Mark in the living room shrugged.
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