A Botanist's Unnatural Growth

...but then again... I can remark that the growth itself, I must say, is rather pleasurable. I was unnerved by it at first, but the more I reflect on the sensation... it's curious... I almost desire to experience it again... In any case, after weighing up my options I have decided that the best course of action is to continue to ingest the fruits, if only so as to satiate my hunger... [several seconds of rustling and heavy footsteps]

Very well, I have a handful of the three fruits here that I will now... Mmmm... Oh my... The sensation begins right away after swallowing and... I feel... Oh it's returning... the feeling of... tension... Everywhere... Hnnnghhhh... I feel it... My body growing... oh my... The feeling is simply wonderful... pure... ecstasy... Nnnnghhh... I... Oh dear... This is rather a bit too... Uh... I think I need to collect myself... something has gone very wrong. [sound of branches snapping, before recording ends abruptly]

Entry 11

[muffled] Is this... I can't... Argh!... Damn it... Ugh... Ah ha, okay, there we go. Emerald here. It has been several hours since I recorded my last entry. I fear that I may have grossly miscalculated the dosage. As a result of my hunger, or perhaps my new size, I must have ingested a much larger quantity of fruit than I realised. You will have noticed that I am filming this entry with the camera held in my hand. I fear that I am now so large that I was not able to easily balance the camera on anything. If truth be told, I am not sure if I am even recording this entry, the camera is so small to me now, that I cannot easily work any of the mechanisms or press the buttons without risk of destroying the device in my fist. As you can see, when I point the camera down like this, I am a considerable distance from the ground. Many of the fruit trees I was eating from are now shorter than I, and I am even within a few arm's reach of the jungle canopy. This, I presume, must mean that I am over 30, and perhaps closer to 40, feet tall.

Another quite remarkable transformation is that both my breasts and my muscles have tripled in size. The breasts are grossly heavy now and hang below my waist. My arms and legs are so swollen with new muscle tissue that I am sadly no longer afforded the same dexterity or mobility as before. I must admit though, in contrast, that my strength is absolutely what one would expect given my size. I tested this a few moments ago, and found that I was quite capable of ripping trees clear from the ground, and snapping their trunks in half over my legs like they were not much more than sticks. If it were not for the excessive weight of my breasts I would likely be able to travel at great speed as well. As it is though, my breasts are a major hinderance to my mobility, being as they are, so colossally heavy and cumbersome.

To conclude, I believe that my growth has left me in rather... an impossible situation. I am no longer able to record this diary with any ease, and... well, I must confess that I do plan to consume more of the fruits here. In the interests of candour, I feel that I should no longer conceal from this diary that I do greatly enjoy the physical sensation the fruit provides me. The growth itself generates a feeling of ecstasy that rivals even the most intense, passionate orgasms. Furthermore, though I am not fully conscious of how my body looks from an outside perspective, the sensation of being this large and so immensely strong is quite thrilling. It is true that I am concerned if I eat more of the first fruit I tried, that my breast growth will only make mobility a further struggle... but even then, I cannot deny that the feeling of having such large breasts, heavier even than the trees that surround me is... well, it's quite exciting. [long pause, sound of heavy footsteps and broken branches falling to the ground]

I am deliberating now whether to return to society after undergoing my next round of growth. I may stay here and simply continue to grow larger... but yet... I would also like to report these findings to the scientific community one day... I dread to imagine what my friends and family would think of me in my current state... perhaps even society itself would reject my return... If I emerged out of the jungle like this, would I be chained up or even terminated for fears that I could pose a danger to others...? Well... whatever I do decide... this is the end of my diary. Perhaps whoever will find this camera will already know what became of me.

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