Riverdale Giantesses - Chapter 2 Archie Fan - betty_cooper72@yahoo.ca Dilton lets Ethel try out a new growth formula he has been working on. However it ends up having side effects that Dilton didn't foresee. The following story is an illustrated collaboration I've been working on for a while You can check out he illustrated version on my DeviantArt page: https://www.deviantart.com/archie-fan/art/Riverdale-Giantesses-Chapter-2-77944 3385 ****************************************************************************** ****** Cheryl, Betty and Veronica were walking together to Dilton's house after school. "So let's go over the plan one more time," Cheryl said. "I think it's pretty simple," Veronica said. "We just keep Dilton distracted while you sneak into his garage and steal the formula," Betty said. "Then we meet up in the woods behind his house." "Yes, and you let me know when you've got him distracted and away from the garage so I can sneak in uninterrupted." Cheryl added. "God we know Cheryl," Veronica said rolling her eyes. "This is like major important Veronica, okay?" Cheryl said. "Do you want to spend the rest of high school an outcast because of Ethel Muggs?" "I understand Cheryl," Betty said sympathetically. "And you're right this is important." They stopped a few houses away from Dilton's house. "Alright, I'll wait here until you have him distracted," Cheryl said. Betty and Veronica continued on to Dilton's house, walking up to the front door and ringing the doorbell. A few moments later Dilton's mother answered the door. "Is Dilton home?" Veronica asked. "He's in the garage I'll go get him," Dilton's mother Tanya said. After a moment Dilton came to the door. "Hello, Betty, Veronica, what are the two of you doing here?" Dilton greeted and then asked them. "Well we were wondering if you could help us with our homework?" Veronica said. "Which subject?" Dilton inquired. "Math, trigonometry to be exact," Betty replied. "Really? Didn't you score 95% on the last test, Betty?" Dilton asked. "Well I'm getting it, but I don't really know how to explain it to Veronica and I was hoping you could help," Betty replied. Dilton frowned, he didn't entirely buy the excuse but he couldn't think why else they might be here, so then he nodded in agreement. "Alright, come on in," he said stepping back from the door. "I guess I can spare some time." "Spare time from what?" Veronica asked. "Oh just a chemistry experiment I've been working on," Dilton replied. Dilton led the way into the living room and gestured for them to sit down on the couch and then sat down in the chair on the other side of the coffee table. They sat there for a moment in awkward silence. "Aren't you going to get your books out?" Dilton asked. "Oh right sorry," Veronica said. She dug into her backpack and pulled out her books. Betty just sat there with her phone in her hands. "What about you Betty?" Dilton asked. "Oh I was just going to listen," Betty said. "I just want to see how you explain it. I understand it but I can't explain it. Maybe by watching you I can better explain how to teach it." "Oh, okay," Dilton said. While Dilton explained things to Veronica, Betty quietly texted Cheryl that the coast was clear. A few moments later Cheryl sent a replied saying that the garage door was locked. "Do you mind if I use your bathroom real quick?" Betty asked. "No, that's fine," Dilton said. "Do you know where it is?" "It's right beside the garage, right?" Betty responded. Dilton nodded and went back to explaining things to Veronica. Veronica glanced up at Betty with a quizzical look, to which Betty responded with a gesture of her hand indicating a locked door. Veronica just rolled her eyes and went back to her lesson from Dilton which was actually informative for her since she was, in fact, struggling with math. Betty made her way down the hallway towards the door to the garage. She checked that the coast was clear and then snuck inside. She then went over to the garage door and quietly opened it up for Cheryl. Once Cheryl was inside she closed it. "Thanks," Cheryl said. "Do you want to help me look? Might make this go quicker." Betty considered and then nodded. The two of them began searching the garage. Cheryl stopped to look at two cages. One of them held what looked like a large muscular mouse, the other held what looked like a mouse that had been dissected very messily. "Eww, he cut this one up," Cheryl commented. "Be quiet and try and find the formula," Betty said. "We don't want to get caught." The two girls continued searching until Cheryl came across a beaker of a pink chemical that was being kept in a small refrigerator. "I think this is it," Cheryl said holding the beaker up so Betty could see it. "Alright, quick get out of there," Betty said. Cheryl snuck back out the door and Betty relocked it. Betty then went back in the house. She went into the bathroom and flushed the toilet and got her hands wet and dried them slightly before heading back to the living room. "That took a while," Dilton commented. "Well Ethel doesn't let me use the bathroom at school anymore," Betty replied. "Yeah, life at school has sucked since she changed," Veronica added. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about how she got so huge, would you Dilton?" "Uh, no, no idea," Dilton lied. "Aren't you curious?" Betty asked. "Yeah, I guess," Dilton replied, the questioning making him uncomfortable as he felt partially responsible for the girls' current situation at school. "I mean there's definitely something unusual about all of it; it's definitely a mystery worth exploring. Although I don't see Ethel letting me take a blood sample anytime soon." "That's true," Veronica said. "So what's the answer to the next question?" Dilton suddenly got suspicious and wondered if the girls were onto him and had an ulterior motive. If such was the case, he needed to get rid of them before they learned anything more. "You haven't actually answered a single question on your own yet," Dilton said. "Are you just trying to get me to do your homework for you?" "I... uh..." Veronica stammered. "You're just taking advantage of me," Dilton declared angrily. "And you came here just to help sell the story, Betty. I can't believe you two. Do your own homework and maybe you'll actually learn something. Now get out of here." "Alright, alright," Veronica said gathering up her books quickly with Betty's help. Dilton then showed the two of them the door. "Don't try that again," Dilton said. "Or perhaps I'll tell Ethel about it." With that he slammed the door shut on them. They stood there a little stunned at Dilton's outburst before walking down the path. "So did Cheryl find it?" Veronica asked. "Pretty sure, there was this beaker of pink stuff," Betty replied. "Let's go meet up with her." Dilton's house was fairly close to the forest and they had agreed to meet up with Cheryl there as that was the best and closest place to have some privacy. They found Cheryl in a clearing that was quite a ways into the forest. "I have to say I'm surprised you didn't just take the entire formula all yourself already," Veronica said as she and Betty walked into the clearing. "A deal is a deal," Cheryl said. "And I like to be a woman of my word." "Well let's do this," Betty said. Betty pulled three plastic cups that she had taken from the school cafeteria that day out of her backpack and she and Cheryl filled each one with an equal amount of the formula. "There's not a lot there," Veronica commented. There was about one cup of liquid each. Neither girl knew that this was actually a bit more than ten times the amount that Ethel had been given. "Well I'm not giving up my share," Cheryl said. "And I doubt either of you will." "This should be enough to at least force Dilton to make us more if we need to," Betty added. Betty then handed the cups out as they stood in a small circle. "Well, cheers then," Veronica said holding up her cup. "Cheers," Betty and Cheryl responded. They clinked their plastic cups together and then all three of them gulped down the liquid simultaneously. "Ugh, that was sour!" Veronica exclaimed. "Kind of leaves a funny sensation on your tongue," Betty added. "I hope it wasn't..." Cheryl started to say before she doubled over. Almost immediately Veronica and Betty both doubled over as well. Veronica dropped to her knees while Betty staggered towards a nearby tree and used it to hold herself up. Cheryl looked down at her arms and she could see her veins bulging out like they might on a bodybuilder. She could see them pulsing in time with the beat of her heart which was pounding in her chest. With each pulse she could see her arms get bigger, muscles forming growing an inch at a time. But then Cheryl noticed that her arms weren't just growing muscle, they were also growing longer. Cheryl looked over at Betty. Betty's arms were as big as Cheryl's were, but Cheryl also noticed that Betty looked taller. And when Cheryl looked down at Betty's legs she could see that Betty's jeans were ripping from the growing muscles of her legs, but also that her ankles were now well below the bottom of the jeans and it's wasn't that the jeans were getting smaller. "I think we took too much!" Veronica exclaimed as she got up from her knees. Cheryl saw that Veronica was desperately trying to hold her shirt together with her hands, but the garment was constantly being stretched and ripped by Veronica's growing traps, lats, obliques, pectorals and especially her expanding breasts. Soon Veronica was holding little more than a few pieces of cloth over her breasts while the rest of the top lay on the ground. "Shit!" Betty exclaimed as the tree she was leaning on began to tilt over. Cheryl glanced over at Betty once more a little surprised, as she had never heard Betty swear before. By this point Betty was closing in on eight feet tall. The buttons on her blouse had long since popped off and her breasts had sprung free from her bra. She was clearly more muscular than Ethel at this point and probably weighed around 750 lbs. at this point; the tree had slowly started to tilt as her weight increased. Cheryl's own dress was ripping, but she could feel her bra tightly constricting her boobs and digging into her skin. She reached down to try and unclip it, but her fingers had grown larger and thicker with muscle just like the rest of her making it awkward. Instead she just looped her fingers through straps and with a sharp tug snapped them letting the useless garment flutter to the ground as Cheryl let out a relieved sigh. All around there was the sound of fabric tearing as the three girls outgrew their clothing. Betty's blouse and the remains of her jeans fell to the ground. Veronica shirt was already gone, but her knee length skirt, which now barely covered her thighs finally snapped as her hips exceeded the skirts waist band and it slowly floated to the ground like a parachute. Cheryl dress with its low cut back had so far held up surprisingly well with the exception of where her expanding breasts had torn open the front. But as Cheryl's hips and waist grew wider and her expanding thighs began pressing out on the skirt of the dress it began to tear and in a few seconds it too joined the growing pile of torn clothing on the ground. The three girls continued to grow but it was becoming harder for them to tell just how big they were getting without their clothes, all they had to size themselves up with now was the nearby trees. Betty who was the closest noticed that her legs were each almost as big around as the thirty foot tall maple tree, and she was at least half its height. Cheryl walked over to one of the taller trees nearby, a forty foot high oak tree. With each step she took Cheryl could see and feel her perspective on the tree getting higher and higher. By the time she reached the tree the top of her head was only a few feet below the top of the tree and still climbing. "The growth is accelerating," Cheryl commented, not sure whether to be excited or afraid. "Is it going to stop?" Veronica asked her voice wavering as she was on the verge of tears. The girls' growth continued, its pace seeming to get quicker, until all at once it came to an abrupt stop. Looking around, they saw that their heads were a few feet above the tree line. They knew the trees in this area averaged between forty to forty-five feet, which would put them at about fifty feet themselves. While there were a few trees that were taller than them, they towered over most of the forest. "Oh God!" Veronica exclaimed before Betty grabbed her and covered her mouth. "Not so loud," Betty said. "But this is terrible," Veronica said in a quieter tone. "I mean look at us, this isn't what we wanted. I mean I had all these outfits picked out, now what will I wear?" "I think we've got bigger problems than what to wear," Betty said. "I mean how will we go to school?" "Who cares?" Cheryl interjected. Betty and Veronica both looked at the huge towering red-head. Cheryl reached down and grabbed the thirty foot maple tree that Betty had bent over leaning against it with one massive hand and ripped it up out of the ground as if plucking a blade of grass. She then squeezed her hand into a fist around the tree, the wood cracked and splintered as her fingers closed around it as easily as they were crumpling a sheet of paper into a ball. "Look at how powerful we are," Cheryl said as she opened her hand and showed that she had ground the wood in it into sawdust, which fell to the ground in a steady stream. "Forget running the school. Together we can run this town." Veronica and Betty both looked at each other and a look of realization crossed their faces, quickly turning into evil sadistic grins. "Yeah," Veronica said. "Not only can we get back at Ethel, we can make Weatherbee pay for that sexist attitude of his." "But I think before we do anything we should figure out just how powerful we are," Betty suggested. The other two girls nodded in agreement. "I know just the place," Veronica said. "My father's company has a quarry nearby that's currently shut down. There should be plenty there for us to test our new bodies with and nobody to disturb us." The two girls followed Veronica out of the forest; their huge forms knocking down trees inadvertently. They made sure to stay away from roads to try and avoid being seen, instead following along the railroad line that went to the quarry. The quarry was used for the extraction of aggregate materials used in the manufacturing of things like concrete. Though in recent years construction in the area had slowed and there wasn't a huge demand for such materials, as they were available in greater abundance elsewhere. Because of this, Lodge Industries was forced to shut the quarry down. Most of the equipment remained on site, including excavation equipment, several dump trucks, and a small switcher diesel locomotive. The three giantesses made their way down into the quarry. Cheryl came to a stop next to one of the dump trucks, the big truck was about as tall as her knees and Cheryl smiled as she bent down and picked the large vehicle up with just one hand. "Look at this," Cheryl said. Using both hands she began crushing the dump truck between them like she was a massive car compactor. The steel screeched and squealed, but to Cheryl it was like crushing an aluminum can as she crumpled it into a lumpy ball. Cheryl tossed the crushed dump truck up and down in her hand like a softball. "That's nothing," Betty said. She went a little further into the quarry where a large boulder sat partially sunk in the middle of the shallow pool of water at the bottom of the quarry. The lumpy rock was about 19 feet wide and 13 feet tall and Betty needed to use both hands to lift it up just because of how awkward it was. Betty hurled the huge stone high up into the air, the massive stone flying several hundred feet straight up. Betty stood directly underneath it as it came down and at the last moment, swung her massive fist up into the rock which exploded in a shower of dust and gravel as it was obliterated by the force of her punch. "Hmph, that's not that impressive," Veronica said. "Watch this." Veronica walked over to the locomotive. It was a switcher, a model EMD MP15AC so it was not too much larger than the dump truck, it was longer though but not as wide. Veronica picked the train up as if it was nothing though and placed the cab of it between her massive breasts. The roughly forty-five foot long locomotive was held tight between her breasts the other end resting on the ground as it was on a slight angle. Veronica gave Betty and Cheryl a quick glance each before she squeezed her breasts together and at the same time flexed her pectorals. There was a screech of metal as the cab of the locomotive was crushed flat almost instantly between her breasts. Veronica pulled her hands apart and relaxed her pecs and the partially crushed vehicle fell to the ground with a loud crash. "Okay, that was impressive," Cheryl agreed. The girls continued to test their new strength and try to one up each other until they had destroyed majority of the equipment in the quarry. By that point night had fallen. "What time is it?" Betty asked the others. "No idea," Veronica replied. "I don't have my phone anymore and even if I did I doubt I could use it with these fingers." "I'd say it's probably two in the morning," Cheryl said as she looked up in the sky. "You can tell by the position of the moon?" Betty asked. "I learned how to once," Cheryl replied. "I feel like I'm remembering things like that better now." "I had a thought girls," Veronica said. "If Dilton made this formula then it's possible he has a way to reverse it. If that is the case we should perhaps kill him so he can't do so." "No we shouldn't kill him," Betty disagreed. "We should keep him alive so he can make more." "What do we need more for?" Veronica asked. "We could get even bigger," Betty suggested. "We could also use it to increase our ranks," Cheryl added. "We have the strength to run this town, but we'll need more than just the three of us to keep so many people in line." Veronica nodded in agreement. "We should get Dilton now while he's likely asleep," Betty said. "We'll be less likely to alert the town to our plans." "Yes that's a good idea," Veronica said. "Cheryl and I will make a place here to hold Dilton hostage while you go to his house and get him." "Sounds good," Cheryl agreed. As Betty headed back towards town, Cheryl and Veronica began using their hands to dig a cave in the side of the quarry. ****************************************************************************** ****** Dilton was asleep in his bedroom, his alarm clock reading 2:33; despite being in bed for hours, he had only just fallen asleep. He had been up for quite a while after finding one of the mice in his lab dead when he had returned from trying to help Betty and Veronica with their Math homework. The other mouse had grown to the size of a large rat from just three drops of formula. He had spent the entire evening trying to figure out what had happened to the one that had exploded, but he had no clue. While he had gone to bed at 10:30, sleep eluded him for nearly four hours. His mind was racked with ideas over what had happened until he had finally fallen asleep from exhaustion. He was so tired he didn't hear the thumping noise outside his window as Betty strode from the woods that his house backed on to up to the house. He likely would have been terrified if he had looked out the window and saw Betty's giant face peering through to see if he was asleep. Betty tried to open the window as quietly as she could manage, accidently tearing it right out of the wall. She reached through to make a grab for Dilton, but her huge hand and even larger muscular forearm was bigger than the opening in the wall and it was torn open even wider. Finally grasping Dilton in her hand, she made sure to not crush him in her grip. "What the..." Dilton exclaimed as he awoke to a hand that might have been bigger than his entire body was grabbing a hold of him. Betty pulled her hand back and brought Dilton up to her face. "Betty?" Dilton asked in surprise. "You're coming with me," Betty said. "And you're going to make more of that formula of yours." Dilton stared at her utterly shocked. "Do you need anything before we go?" Betty asked. Dilton nodded and Betty carried him over to the garage. She grabbed a hold of the roof and peeled it back. "What?" She asked. Dilton didn't answer just looked in shock at how damaged his family's house now was. Worried about being seen Betty just scooped up everything she could hold in her free hand and quickly made her way back to the quarry. A few minutes later Dilton's parents, having managed to drag themselves out of bed, saw that their son was missing and their house had been severely damaged. They had no idea what had happened but nevertheless called the police. When the police arrived they were equally stumped by what they had found. However the people of Riverdale were in for an even bigger surprise in the morning. To be continued...