**The Unforeseen Confession**

Today was a pretty long day at school. I started the day by arriving late, because I stayed up too long last night scrolling endlessly on my smartphone in bed. Then, I realized I forgot my homework at home in my morning panic. Add to that the fact that today's a Friday and that all my least favorite classes ended up being packed on Fridays, and you have the perfect cocktail of a catastrophic day in high school. Thankfully, there's a silver lining to this story, the upcoming weekend. I start stuffing my stuff in my backpack, when I spot from the corner of my eye someone approaching and waving at me. Heya, Ren Maxwell Conners! Having a rough day? It's pretty rare to see you get to school late like this morning. The person in question is Galko, my childhood friend, who happens to be both in my class as well as the most popular girl in school. I understand why without any problems; she's super nice, super friendly, super kind, and her body is out of this world. I've always wondered why she decided to get the whole gyaru look, since she's the exact opposite of what I assumed most gyarus to be. She doesn't gossip, she doesn't like talking about lewd things and she has never been in a relationship. Hell, she hasn't even shown interest in any boy for as long as I've known her! So, Ren Maxwell Conners, I actually got something important I'd like to tell you today. Can ya please come to the storage room behind the school in a few minutes? She doesn't wait for my answer and leaves right away. She even seemed somewhat embarrassed, strangely enough. Being a dense young boy, I'm not really sure what's up with that, but I decide to comply nonetheless. A few minutes later, I join up with her where she asked me to meet her. "Ah! You came! Thank you so much, I wasn't sure you'd really come and I really, really have something important to tell you today and I don't want to mess it up." She starts talking very fast, seemingly stressed by what she has to say to me. Nervously, she's about to confess when she suddenly experiences a sudden dizzy spell as she grips her head and chest as she could suddenly feel her heart beating like a warm drum rapidly in her head (Badum.. Badum.. Badum, Badum, Badum!!). She stumbles back slightly, breathing heavily, as she grips onto a locker as her legs feel wobbly as she lets out a moan in pleasure. As I watch in shock, her body begins to change. Her breasts grow from a modest C cup to a D cup, then to a double D cup. The buttons of her shirt, or rather chest, pop open, and a once average 5.6 tall young adult woman has now become a 7-foot-tall woman, slowly growing larger in size. Her clothes continue to tear the larger she gets, and the locker crinkles and crushes under her enlarging hand and body, as if it was a soda can. She continues taking more and more room in the locker room, knocking over sports equipment, crushing the bench seats. She begins to have to crouch down as her head touches the ceiling, even then she continues slowly growing in size, continuing to fill the space back up again. Her body presses forward, almost pinning me to all the lockers with her now giant-sized breasts. Her bra snaps off of her, and the rest of her shirt rips and tears and falls away. Her skirt and underwear are next, leaving her completely naked. Her back is now pressing hard against the ceiling of the locker room, and cracks form on the roof and drywall, and dust begins to fall from the ceiling. Her body expands outward, pressing harder against the ceiling. She looks around frantically, wondering why this is happening, as well as looking at me for help. I look at her, helpless, unable to know how to stop this or help her. Realizing that there's no way to stop this, she pleads that I leave the room for my safety, but I refuse. Looking into her eyes, worried, but with a resolved look in my eyes, I say, "I'm not leaving you behind to deal with this by yourself. I promise to always be there for you when we were kids. I'm not breaking that promise now, even if I'm scared." I take hold of her growing body's hand; now one of her fingers is big around as a small tree branch, and my hand can barely fit around one of her big, thick fingers. She looks down at me, teary-eyed, touched by my courage, and also my compassion, and not wanting to leave her alone. With one final surge of growth, her giant hand grabs around me and pushes me outside the room for my own safety. Her back begins to burst through the ceiling, and drywall and dust and wooden beams begin to fall around her growing body. Before she bursts out of the locker room completely, she lets out a deep, loud, and long, or shaking moan as she reaches a height of 8 meters. She falls back over with an earth-shattering thud, dust and debris expelled around her. She groans tiredly as she slowly begins to pass out, asleep, completely exhausted from her unexpected and unexplainable growth spurt to gigantic proportions, possibly forever changed.