Emmas Growth Spurt Ch 19

"All I'm saying, Emmie," said Maisy, with a slight pleading in her voice, a few minutes later, "Maybe take it a little slow? We're not sure how deep the pond is and...well, you could hurt yourself just jumping in. How deep's the pond, do you think, Jim?"

"Not rightly sure," he answered, putting his hands in his pockets as he stared out blankly at the placid water. "I could get the boat out and check...do a measurement."

"Maybe that's a good idea," said Maisy, wringing her hands slightly. Her 16-foot-tall daughter was standing on the edge of their family pond, poised to jump in, with Daniel and Daisy standing close by, looking on uneasily.

"Aw don't worry about it mom," Emma said nonchalantly, waving her hand, in the process unintentionally generating a draft of wind that blew everyone's hair back. "I'll be careful, alright? I'm not gonna, like...dive in or anything."

"Not sure a cannonball is the best idea either," muttered Daniel. Emma looked down at him inquiringly, and Daniel realized that even though he had spoken just a little below a normal speaking voice, she hadn't heard a word he had said. She had heard sounds coming from him, but no words.

'It's because she's so high up there,' he thought, craning his neck up to her, marveling at how her knees were basically face-high for him.

"I, uh...I was just saying," he repeated a little louder, "That maybe a cannonball might, you know..."

"Blow half the water out of the pond," finished Daisy, staring straight ahead at the water. Daniel's shoulders slumped a little and he gave a little sigh. He wished that Daisy wasn't so blunt all the time around Emma -- he knew that it didn't help at all with Emma's anxiety. But looking back up to his girlfriend, he saw that Emma didn't seem too affected by her older sister's words this time. In fact, she was actually smiling.

"Huh...yeah," she mused out loud, her mouth twisting into something like a crooked smile. "I guess I...I guess I would, wouldn't I? Heheh I just...um...wow, yeah. I didn't realize how...big I was compared to the pond."

It was truly striking, just seeing Emma standing next to the pond itself. It wasn't a big pond by any means, but at about twenty yards in diameter, it wasn't too small either. But even still, Emma made it look much smaller than it actually was. As she squished her toes into the soft mud by the water's edge, she found herself wondering why she hadn't had a realistic idea of how much of the pond she would actually fill.

'I just...thought it was gonna be much bigger,' she thought. She could feel herself beginning to get sad again...the old pond was miniature to her now...but she was distracted by Daniel and Daisy, who were carefully making their way around to the other edge of the pond.

"Where are you guys going?" she asked bluntly, feeling the jealousy surge up in her again.

"Just...around here to the other edge," said Daniel. "Probably not the best idea to get in on the same side you are Emma, haha...right?"

"I...well why not?" she asked, knowing full well that she could have worked the answer out in her head. In the moment, though, she wasn't really in the mood.

"Well...you know," answered Daniel, his inner eyebrows creasing upwards a bit at the corners, like he was silently asking her why she was making him say it out loud, "we don't really wanna be...uh...near you in the water when you jump in, is all."

"Remember when we went water skiing that one time in the intercoastal waterways?" put in Daisy, stepping gingerly into the mud at the far end of the pond. "And those big supply tankers came by? Remember how we wiped out in the massive wakes?"

"Daisy," muttered Daniel in a low voice, touching her arm, "I don't think you're helping."

"I'm just trying to help her understand is all," whispered Daisy back, touching his arm with her hand. "She's seemed a little dense about some of these things recently."

"Well I have no idea what you two are whispering about," announced Emma in a bit of a loud voice from the other end of the pond, "But I don't know what you're talking about, Daniel. I'm just gonna walk in, ok? No jumping."

Even though Emma hadn't planned that up until now, she had declared her intentions with more than a little attitude.

"I think...that's probably best, honey," said Maisy earnestly, as she pulled up a fold-up chair in the grass, sat down, and began knitting. Jim did the same, except he took out his whittling knife and started chipping away at a piece of wood, looking up from time to time silently to take in what was going on.

Emma felt the cool water start to creep up her body as she walked slowly into the pond; she felt herself getting excited...it felt tremendously refreshing, and aside from the mere pleasure of feeling the water on her skin, Emma felt a kind of odd, primal thrill as she waded deeper into the lake. She didn't know why she was feeling this giddy all of a sudden, but she realized that she wanted to play around and laugh...she felt almost like a little kid again.

"Haha, wowwww!" she laughed, looking down at the murky water, which now came up to her mid-thighs. "It's been soooo long since I've gone swimming in here! It's great to be back!"

At the word "back," Emma bent down slightly and slapped the water with her hand, sending a huge splash of water slightly to the left of Daniel and Daisy, who nonetheless ducked for cover.

"Hey!" exclaimed Daisy, "Watch it! That almost hit us!"

"Oh come on!" giggled Emma, wading up to her waist and splashing again. "It's just water! Come on you guys, get in! Get in!"

This time, Emma really did try and aim for the two of them; she was having fun, but that nagging jealousy and anxiety was still eating away at the back of her brain. She didn't like seeing her boyfriend and her sister together like that, especially considering how physically close they were to each other. The fact that they were both looking at her with a slightly uneasy expression wasn't doing anything to help the situation in Emma's mind. She didn't like seeing them being so..."on the same page" with each other. So she splashed them, easily accomplishing this feat even though she was on the opposite side of the lake from them. In a matter of seconds, both Daniel and Daisy were drenched from head to toe.

"Emmie!" burst out Daisy indignantly, wringing out her hair.

"Just...let's just both of us get in," murmured Daniel, leaning over to whisper in her ear. In the process, quite on accident, his lips brushed her earlobe...and Daniel was surprised to find that a kind of electric charge seemed to go through him. Having an accidental intimate brush with Daisy actually...well, affected him, and a lot more than he had anticipated. It certainly didn't help, in the process, that Daisy had turned to look up at him with those big, wide eyes of hers, her full lips parted slightly in surprise. She was blushing...he was blushing! Daniel blinked rapidly, not knowing what was going on, and becoming quite discombobulated.

"I...j-just, uh...I think we should get in," he stammered in a low voice, "Just, you know...to appease her."

"I think...yeah, good idea," whispered Daisy, nodding her head, still not taking her eyes off his face. She too was experiencing the unexpected electricity of the unintended exchange, and, like Daniel, she was wondering what it all meant. But she knew she was blushing, and she knew that her heart had started beating faster. She had always thought that Daniel was handsome, but for some reason, it was more apparent right now, in this moment, than it had ever been before.

"Woohoo!" cried Daniel with uncharacteristic energy, giving Daisy one last look before turning and jumping into the pond. He had decided that the best thing to do was forget about what had just happened, and to try and channel that energy into having fun with Emma. Deep down, he knew that if he dwelled on the feelings that had just been unearthed, he would be heading down a dangerous path.

Daisy turned and jumped in after Daniel, Emma watching the whole thing from afar. It wasn't lost on her that the two of them had just gotten very close together for a moment, and then had been staring at each other a bit too long...and the way Daisy just turned and jumped in after Daniel...Emma didn't like it one bit. But the growing toxicity of the jealousy in her brain was mixing weirdly with her genuine enthusiasm and nostalgia for being back in her family pond.

'And Daniel is mine,' she thought to herself, feeling her heart melt a little as she watched him doggy-paddling toward her. 'He wants to be with me and no one else...so just...stop thinking about it, ok!? You're getting paranoid.'

Emma had forgotten that she was still walking forward into the pond, but the sudden sharp, but pleasant bite at her nipples told her that the water had reached her breasts. She was about halfway towards the center of the water at this point.

"Still a little ways to go, haha!" he laughed back to her parents, who were watching silently from the shore.

"Well...keep on going, Emmie!" called her mother. "Maybe you can touch the bottom in the middle!"

"Maybe I can!" she called back determinedly, and she turned and set her sights on the middle of the pond, where it was deepest. Daniel and Daisy were swimming towards the same spot.

"Haha, look at you!" Emma teased, with her words directed at Daniel. "Can't really stand up, huh?"

"I...uh, no," returned Daniel, trying and having to kick vigorously to stay afloat.

"Isn't this craaaazy?" giggled Emma, walking towards Daniel. "I'm like...literally standing on the bottom right now, haha! And I can go even deeper!"

"God, those internet guys would probably love seeing this," Daniel remarked, the exertion of kicking showing in his voice.

"What internet gu--oh! Ohhhhhh!" Emma had been so distracted by everything recently that she had almost completely forgotten about her growing following on giantesscity.

"Oh my god, Daniel!" she cried, bouncing up and down on her feet, with the water now level with the bottom of her neck, "Thank you so much for reminding me about all that! Hahaha, you're so right, this is a perfect opportunity to show them how big I've gotten!"

"What are you guys even talking about?" panted Daisy, catching up with Daniel in the water.

"Uhh...it's...just some stuff on the internet," Daniel answered evasively, not sure if Emma would want her knowing about it. "You probably...uh, wouldn't be interested in it."

"No it's ok, she can know!" Emma said happily, feeling her giddiness come back as she bounced up and down on her toes. Something about seeing the two of them doggy-paddling around her, while she was actually standing on the bottom...made her feel something almost achingly poignant...something like raw, unadulterated power. She had experienced similar feelings in the past when she was noticing just how small everything and everyone was around her, like when she couldn't fit through doorways or couldn't use basic household items anymore. But the simple, blunt reality of her height, made all the more potent by the pond, had never been quite so clear to her as it was now...and she liked it.

"There's a bunch of guys on the internet who're totally obsessed with my growth spurts," she informed Daisy matter-of-factly, enjoying her older sister's slightly apprehensive reaction as she floated in the water. "They want to watch me get bigger and bigger and bigger, hahaha! And they love it when I take pictures of me and Daniel together, doing comparisons. God, Daisy, you should read some of the stuff they've sent me. This guys just can't get enough!"

"Uhhh...ok, that's...a little weird," said Daisy, glancing over at Daniel, who shrugged his shoulders.

"Come to think of it -- MOM?" called Emma, causing Daniel and Daisy to both cover their ears and wince. "Ooops, sorry...uhhh...mom?"

"What is it Emmie?" asked Maisy, leaning forward in her chair.

"Can you, like...take some pictures of us playing?" Emma asked. "I wanna use the pictures later, ok?"

"Um, ok, sure!" called Maisy.

"When these guys learn that I have an older sister who I totally dwarf, they'll lose their minds all over again!" laughed Emma. She had waded over to a slightly shallower part of the pond, where the water only came up to the middle of her breasts, so that she was looming over Daisy, completely engulfing her sister in her shadow. And the way that Daisy was looking up at her, she was actually feeling something like fear. For a moment, Emma just stood there, grinning down at her, enjoying what she felt was a playful exchange. But after a few moments Daisy recovered herself.

"No way!" she exclaimed, shaking her head. "I don't want some gross dudes looking at pictures of me!"

"No choice!" laughed Emma, and she shot out her arms, grabbed Daisy by her ankles and neck, and lifted her straight up out of the water, high above her head.

"Emmieeeee!" cried Daisy, trying and failing to flail her limbs in protest.

"Raaarrrrrr!" growled Emma, holding Daisy over her head and lifting her up and down, up and down, "You can't resist the great sea monster, hahahaha!"

"Put me dowwwwnn!" called Daisy. "This is too highhhhhh! I'm gonna throw up!!"

"Whatever you say," chuckled Emma merrily, and she tossed her sister into the middle of the pond, with Daisy coming up spraying and splashing moments later.

"Are you ok!?" Daniel asked concernedly, swimming over to the spitting and spewing Daisy.

"What are you talking about, of course she's ok," countered Emma, getting instantly annoyed again but trying to push it back down. "A little water never hurt anyone."

"Yeah, but Emma, uh...you, uhh...you went underwater," Daniel finished, his voice dropping a little upon seeing that Emma had disappeared beneath the turbulent pond water. He had thought that something like this might happen, but nothing could have prepared him or Emma from the uneasiness of knowing that somewhere around them or beneath their feet, Emma was swimming around, waiting for the moment to strike.

"Oh god, where'd she go?" asked Daisy. "She's not gonna...uh...?"

"I don't know what she's gonna do," Daniel said simply, looking around for any sign of ripples. He was quickly regretting getting into the pond at all -- the way Emma had just casually thrown Daisy there...she didn't know her own strength.

Beneath the floating forms of Daniel and Daisy, more than ten feet underwater, Emma was swimming around, darting this way and that, turning over on her back and slowly undulating her body like a huge fish. The change in gravity was delightful, and for a few moments, it actually seemed that her growing pains disappeared. For the moment, the weight had been taken off her joints and ligaments, and she was free to just drift about. The water felt wonderfully cool and refreshing against her skin, and Emma nearly stripped off her bedsheet toga right then and there. Only by recalling that her parents were sitting on the shore was she prevented from doing this. If it had just been Daniel and Daisy, she wouldn't have thought twice about it.

Even more than the purely physical enjoyment of the water, however, was the sudden mental stillness that Emma was experiencing underwater. She had submerged just to play around a bit, to sneak up on Daniel and Daisy and nip at their heels underwater like a shark...as a kind of fun, light way to communicate her jealousy, to "reclaim" her territory (Daniel), and, of course, to remind them how small they were compared to her. But now that she was actually underwater, Emma was noticing how quiet and still everything was. The only discernible sound she could hear was the beating of her own blood in her ears -- everything else was muffled. Everything else was still. And in addition to this gratifying tranquility, for the first time in what seemed like forever, Emma actually felt totally, completely embraced by something. The weight of the water was all around her, utterly encompassing her, and squeezing it with its patient, insistent density. It took Emma back to her old desire, which seemed a million miles away in the past: the desire to be held, to be comforted, to be enveloped completely...just like Daniel used to do when he hugged her when she came home from work. She suddenly felt a stab of bitterly nostalgic emotion, and exhaled, sending a huge series of bubbles straight up into Daniel's prone form, floating above her.

Daniel felt the sudden tickle of bubbles going up his feet and legs, popping into smaller bubbles when they burst out all around his crotch.

"Yyyyyuuuhh!" he exclaimed in surprise, instinctively kicking himself away from the onslaught of bubbles rupturing on the surface.

"What's happening? What's wrong?!" asked Daisy concernedly, also instinctively paddling herself away from the spot in question.

"It's Emma," said Daniel in a low voice, knowing enough not to talk too loudly. "She's...underneath me."

"Daniel, I...uh, I don't mean to talk like this," said Daisy, turning around and swimming a bit closer to him, "But...I'm...uhm...I'm really worried about you."

"I don't think this is, uhh...really the time to talk about this, Daisy," said Daniel quickly, but then he suddenly felt Daisy's foot against his. She was so close to him that the two of them could have easily embraced. And the worst part was, he wanted to. Maybe it was the sight of her all wet, with her hair all slicked back...and maybe it was, again, the fact that she looked so much like Emma...with those big eyes. But more than anything, Daniel knew, in his heart of hearts, that it was because Daisy was normal. She wasn't dealing with anything that made her...that had changed her...into something that, well...into something that wasn't quite human, in the strictest sense. Maybe Emma was more than human now...she certainly wasn't less. But whatever way he looked at it, the past week or so, Daniel's proximity to Daisy was really hitting home to him -- and in a way he had not expected -- how different Emma had become. How unstable...how...inhuman, in some ways.

'I'm scared of her,' he realized suddenly, treading water there with Daisy, and more bubbles popping and bursting around them both now. 'I've been scared of her for a while.'

He felt almost silly, admitting this basic fact to himself in such a stripped-down fashion in his brain. He had known this for some time. But for some reason, all the conditions had come together in this moment, floating here in the pond with Daisy, and the epiphany made Daniel desperately sad...and lonely. He had put so much into caring for Emma, into loving her and looking after her, making sure she was adequately fed...and on and on and on. And it wasn't like he had received nothing in return; he still loved Emma desperately, and wouldn't have thought of abandoning her, even now. But realizing his own fear made him subsequently realize his own yearning need for companionship...which he had not had, in any conventional sense of the word, for quite some time now.

"Well when is a good time to talk about it, then?" demanded Daisy, swimming even closer to him and seizing his hand underwater. "I care about you, Daniel. You know that?"

"I...ehh, haha, yes I know that Daisy," chuckled Daniel, feeling a strange combination of thrilled uneasiness.

"And my sister is not in her right mind," continued Daisy, somehow seeming to ignore the bubbles that had intensified around them. "I'm afraid she's going to accidentally hurt you...or maybe not even accidentally."

"What?" asked Daniel, cocking his head at her in censure, "Come on Daisy...Emma isn't like that."

"No?" asked Daisy, unconvinced. "Are you sure you still know her in the same way you used to? Because I sure don't...she's still Emmie underneath, but there's something else there now. Or someone else...and I don't know who it is."