Sier and Celes' Giant Honeymoon (Ch10-12)

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Summary: On their idyllic island honeymoon, Celes eats way too much and grows into a slime girl giantess. Panic ensues.

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Sier and Celes' Giant Honeymoon

CHAPTER 10

As things calmed down on the island, everyone started to settle back into their usual routine. Of course, there was the elephant in the room that had to be addressed; while the initial plan was to ship it off on the next boat, circumstances had changed. An alternate solution was quickly reached...

"Sier! Would you look at this amazing place they gave us?" Celes cooed, looking around the spacious interior. 

"I'll say. It's lucky the conference center was open at all at this time of year..."

The conference center was designed to fit groups of up to four hundred, so it was more than enough for Celes' exaggerated stature. The main hall was quickly redecorated and cleared out as a makeshift hotel room, scaled up to Celes' size. Perhaps it more closely resembled a luxury tent on the beach than a cabin. 

A memo had been left that help was on its way to properly outfit the cabin with the amenities one could expect, but the influx of catering was the top priority. Sier and Celes acknowledged the tough position the crew were in, so they decided to scout the complex out. There were all sorts of special spots for team building.

Celes was squinting just to make out the letter on the booklet the staff had provided, clasped between two of her fingers like she was reading off a trading card. 

It was a curious decision to build a conference center closer to the volcano that was central to the entire island complex. An introductory passage in the front of the book that Celes examined carefully explained that, at some point, a geothermal energy plant was speculated, aiming to harness the nearby springs surrounding the dormant volcano. 

Some of the infrastructure was constructed early, but the natural reservoirs fell short of projections; as a result, they simply built around the existing facilities, and expanded them for corporate retreats. It was completely safe, the writer vouched, with the volcano more or less dormant. At the very least, the veins of hot springs surrounding the volcano offered an opportunity for relaxation. 

"They got tennis courts, and volleyball, and... ooh, a sauna and hot springs! I could go for that right about now..." Celes cooed. "Need to work out the old bones." 

"Well, if anyone deserves a break, it's you," Sier nodded. "You've had a pretty rough day, what with... you know."

"Mm..." Celes trailed off. It was true, she didn't care much for people staring at her immense size. "I think I'm... warming up to everything now. I-I try to be more, I dunno, flexible about this sort of thing..."

Celes placed the book down, lowering her hand to compare her insane perspective. 

"I-It's funny... everything kind of reminds me of the old doll houses I'd play with." Celes smiled to herself. 

"...Are you okay, Celes?" Sier wondered. "I-I know you're not a fan of... this."

"I... I'm warming up to things." Celes nodded. "I could help everyone with what they were doing, and... I still have things to offer the world, things that only I can do." 

Celes smiled softly. Her thoughts drifted towards the thought of the boutique she had at home. She couldn't let her mutations get the better of her. She hadn't up to this point. Living in the city would be an enormous incomberance at her scale, but...

"Aah, I don't wanna worry about the trifling details. A-and I don't wanna get overly sentimental either." Celes shook her head, turning to Sier. "We're on vacation, we should embrace it! Try new things, enjoy ourselves~"

"That's dangerous talk, coming from the woman who drank all the pina coladas on the island." Sier smirked. "Quite literally, at that." 

"Au... you're gonna hold that above my head for the rest of my life, aren't you?" Celes pouted, putting down the book. 

"If I could even reach." Sier leaned way back. Celes' stature was undiminished even by the scale of the conference center itself. Celes' head reached to the second floor, and the currents of ooze that flowed around her flooded and seeped between the bamboo flooring like a great wave. Every minute movement she made was accentuated by her wobbling body figure; her tendrils of hair, each one the size of a movie-monster anaconda, swayed back and forth as if being blown by a nonexistent wind. 

"I save the entire island, and my husband is too busy bullying me." Celes grinned wryly, brushing back her hair. "I'm gonna need a vacation after this vacation. I'm going to the sauna, are you going to join me?"

"...Hmmm. A-Actually, I've never even tried a sauna, um... th-those aren't usuall the sort of things you find in Agnes. Usually way off in the wintry, frigid places." 

Sier certainly had ideas of what went on in them. They tended to be the battlegrounds for tests of manhood, with oversized men baiting each other into pushing their limits.

"...Well, it's just us, so I don't see a problem." Sier nodded with a smile.

"I hear it's very therapeutic!" Celes commented. "It cleanses you of aaaall the impurities in your body, and it all just slips out of your pores."

"I'm not sure if I believe that a hundred percent, but..." Sier rubbed his chin. "It's like you said; we ought to be adventurous while we're here."

"Great!"

Celes cheered, reaching an enormous hand to grasp Sier's whole body. Her fingers gently squeezed around Sier's torso as he was quickly elevated upwards to eye-level. For a moment, he got lost in her pretty blue eyes. 

"...W-Whoa, Celes, sh-shouldn't I get changed into something more... appropriate for a sauna?" Sier stammered. 

"Why? I suppose you might, for a public sauna, but..." Celes brought Sier a little closer, looking both ways as if she was about to let Sier in on a secret. Celes' button nose brushed against his cheek. 

"It's just the two of us. I don't think there's a reason to be shy~" 

"...Oh. Ohhh." Sier blinked, grinning bashfully. Of course. It was so obvious. 

CHAPTER 11

Creeeeak. The door to the sauna needed an oiling...

The sauna had enough capacity for a group of twenty four. It was already fired up too; a temperature gage to the side was dialed to about 80 degrees celsius. Sier was wrapped up in a clean towel as he glanced about inside; Celes'sbody, however, was beyond modesty at this scale, and she simply held her arms to her chest. 

"Hoo... s'toasty in here." Sier was already sweating as soon as the hot air hit him.

"Did you have plenty of water?" Celes wondered with a pang of concern.

"Yes dear." Sier nodded, sorting out the clean towels. "Let's just pay attention to the instructions..."

The two of them sat next to each other. Well, they attempted to; Celes' gargantuan mass had a tendency of flooding over the seats and along the floor. Sier was modest in comparison; he almost looked like a child in comparison. 

"Hoo, i-it's really steamy..." Celes cooed, looking around and enjoying the bamboo decor. "The air's so heavy, it... it's kinda exciting!"

"Y-Yeah. Never did a proper sauna before..." Sier wiped his brow. "I might need to duck out soon just to cool off."

"Oh? Ah, you're sweating buckets. Maybe I can help~" Celes chuckled gingerly.

"Mm? What're you thinking of- urk"

Sier felt two large, soft hands wrap around his torso, picking him up like a small dog. Celes lifted him over to her lap, lowering Sier to take a seat. Sier's face flushed all at once as he was put into a compromising position, sinking into Celes' stomach.

...It was cool. Kind of refreshing. Like being enveloped in a mud bath. Sier quickly relaxed, glancing up to Celes...

...Or, at least, he tried to. All he could see was the underside of Celes' chest, beads of dews streaming down her breasts. 

"Any better?" Celes cooed. 

"...I dunno, I can't see your expression from here." Sier noted with slight concern in his voice. 

"...Ohhhhh, right, eheh. I get it, I get it." 

Sier could feel himself rising in the air, his legs flailing back and forth. Sier glanced upwards, his mouth flattening as his body rose to meet Celes' cleavage...

Bloop!

Sier was surprised that he simply phased through Celes's body, nestled between her breasts. And Sier in turn was met with Celes' cheeky grin in response.

Sier's mouth flattened into a wry smirk. "You're... really having fun with this now, huh?" 

"Eh? Ahhh, I'm just teasing you, dear..." Celes beamed, squeezing her breasts together as if to gently smoosh Sier. "And no one's here to interrupt us~" 

"Y-Yeah, but it's searing hot." Sier glanced around, noting the wafts of steam that filled the air. "If we got too spicy, I think one of us would pass out..." 

"Mm... yeah, you got a point." Celes tilted her head. "But you are comfy, right?"

"Yeah. Perfectly cozy." Sier leaned back. "It's nice to see you smiling like this."

"You gotta make due with what you got, right?" Celes replied with a grin. "And we have an island vacation all to ourselves. I wanna enjoy it with you."

"I feel the same way about you, Celes." Sier smiled warmly. He instinctively leaned in for a kiss. Celes reciprocated in turn...

Boop.

Celes' normally petit nose, now the size of Sier's head, gently nudged Sier, pushing him just over the curvature of Celes' bare breast. He began to slide off...

"Oh, whoa, whoa-!"

Sier yelped, flailing his arms, bracing for a rough landing. 

"Oop, I gotchu!" 

One of Celes' coiling hair tendrils lowered, offering Sier a cushy place to land. Her wide blue eyes looked over Sier with a pang of concern. 

"You okay, hun...?" Celes cooed softly, anxiously rubbing her nose. 

"Fine! I'm fine, haha, hoo!" Sier chuckled, feeling around Celes' biomass. "Thanks for catching my fall... hoo!"

Sier took a sharp breath, wiping some sweat from his brow. The corner of his mouth twitched. He was really feeling the intense heat now...

"...I-I think I need to take a breather." Sier unsteadily rose to his feet, trying to navigate the piles of purple goop that swirled around Celes' feet. "Get some more fluids in me."

"Ah, okay..." Celes clasped her hands in her lap. "I... I think I'll stay here a bit longer." 

"You gonna be okay, Celes? It's balmy in here." Sier raised his head. 

"I think so. The steam in here's fantastic." Celes nodded, leaning back against the wall. Her entire body emphatically smooshed against the panels. "All this heat, and the wafting steam, it's really opening up my pores~"

"...You don't have pores." Sier blinked.

"W-Well, it's doing something good. Haaah..." Celes closed her eyes, leaning back to relax. Sier watched her eyes flutter open, her eyes lowering to Sier.

"It'll be fine. Drink some water, before the heat stroke gets you." Celes cautioned gently. 

"Alright. Don't go dozing off in here either. I'll be back in a bit." Sier nodded, heading for the door...

Creeeak...

Sier closed the door behind him, looking back through the window. He stared at the impressive sight of Celes, her form hunched over and trying to fit in the sauna room. Her reassuring smile, in Sier's absence, turned to a forlorn grimace, her head hanging. She hugged herself quietly.

Sier frowned empathetically from the other side of the window. He hated seeing Celes like this. He understood more than anyone that this affliction was the last thing Celes wanted. And now there really was no way to hide it. Right when she was getting comfortable in her own skin, life threw her a loop. The cruelty of fate twisted Sier's gut. 

He shook his head, moving on from the door. He needed to hydrate, and then return to Celes' side. He'd be there for her, now more than ever. 

The air-conditioned suite greeted Sier with a blast of cool air, and Sier immediately felt rejuvenated. He wasted no time tracking down a bottle of freshwater, chugging the bottle in two swigs. He tossed it to the trash can... but his aim was a little short.

"Damn." Sier muttered to himself. He reached for the towel draped around his shoulder, wiping himself off. A quick cool shower would get him back in shape to get back to the sauna. Going through the rounds, Sier got himself ready for another plunge into the fiery depth, approaching the door.

"...Huh?" Sier squinted, trying to look through the window. It was quite foggy, that much he expected, but... there was a distinctly purple tint to it. A familiar purple tint. 

"...Celes??" Sier's eyes widened. He swung the door open to get a look inside. For a split second, he expected the worst...

"Ah, Sier, you're back." Celes welcome Sier with her usual soft voice. As Celes turned to him, her expression shifted. "...Wh-What's with that look on your face, Sier? Did something happen?"

"...Um..." Sier's eyes drifted around the sauna. The steam that wafted about had a distinctly lavender colour about it. And the aroma... it smelled like Celes, a mess of roses, licorice, coconut. A potpourri of pleasant aromas that Sier couldn't begin to describe as anything but 'Celes'. 

Why was the steam purple? Sier's eyes turned to Celes, looking her over one more time.

"...Oh, my... C-Celes!" Sier's eyes lit up. "Don't you see what's happening!?"

"What?? What's happening!? O-Oh no, they changed their minds, didn't they? They're kicking us off the island, again!" Celes buried her head in her palms.

"No! No no, nothing like that, Celes! You're not hunched over anymore! Your head, it's... it's not touching the ceiling anymore!"

"...Eh?" Celes glanced upwards. "...H-Huh. You're right, but... wh-what does this mean?"

"I don't know, but... you're feeling okay, right honey??" Sier rushed forward, pressing his hand against Celes' lap.

"I'm fine! I don't feel any different, aside from... just feeling really good! A little lighter, I think... but I haven't eaten yet, so I figured..." Celes cupped her stomach with her hand. 

"Ah! That's it!" Sier exclaimed. "Celes, you used to reach the ceiling, there's less goo to navigate... your hands are smaller too! Honey, I think..." 

Sier beamed, reaching for Celes' hand.

"I think you're shrinking! I think this is... it's treating your gigantism!" Sier explained.

"What?? Really!?" Celes gasped, covering her mouth. "I-I didn't even notice!" 

"How do you not notice the purple steam??" Sier gestured around him.

"I-I was really enjoying myself! I was relaxed..." Celes prodded her fingers together. 

"Celes, I think this is what we needed!" Sier beamed. "We just need this sauna to work its magic, and then..." 

Sier trailed off, before plopping himself down next to Celes. "I'm beside you every step of the way, honey!" 

"B-But your stamina, Sier!" Celes waved her hands. "It's super hot, you... you can't stay in here that long!" 

"A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do!" Sier nodded with a look of determination. "You're my wife, and I'll do anything for you! Toughing it out in a sauna exactly the kind of challenge I need..."

"Oh Sier..." Celes smiled warmly, raising a hand to her heart.

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Sier was as good as his word; though he wasn't made of the same stuff Celes was, and he had to rotate his time in the sauna, Sier toughed out the next hour or so, staying by Celes' side. As it turns out, spending an hour in the sauna takes a lot out of someone, and Sier didn't have much stamina to begin with. His breaks became increasingly frequent...

But he was determined to be there for Celes. She was making great progress. He had a feeling that this would all be over soon.

Catching his breath with a cool, damp towel rubbing across his head, Sier was psyching himself to get back in the sauna room...

Creeeak...

Sier turned to face the door, rising to his feet. Celes was standing in the doorway, bundled up in a bathrobe. She held it snugly to her chest, staring at Sier from across the room.

Silence hovered between the two as the two lovers examined each other. Their breath was still.

"...Sier!" 

Celes was the one to break the silence, hurrying forward with wet footsteps to jump into Sier's arms. She was back to her normal size again. She tilted her head up to look into Sier's eyes.

"It worked! It worked! I can fit into my clothes again! I can fit through doorways without having to hold my breath! I can..."

Celes wrapped her arms around Sier, holding him close; Sier reciprocated in turn, a wide smile on his face.

"...I can hold you close, and never let go." Celes sobbed.

"There there, Celes. It's over now." Sier cooed. "We can finally relax."

The two held each other for a long spell. Even if it had only been a day, the dread of what Celes had gone through was fresh in their memory. Their relief was palpable...

Now their honeymoon could begin in earnest. 

CHAPTER 12

It had been a strange turn of events for Sier and Celes, who had together become so acquainted with the peculier and unusual. In under a day, Celes had ballooned to a truly colossal size and, within the same day, shrunken back down to her petite proportions. The chaos had passed as the supply chain was quickly reestablished, though perhaps Celes got even more curious looks than she did before. And perhaps the odd bit of stinkeye too. 

Celes still had pangs of guilt for how everything went down, and the scale of the convention center, once perfectly cozy for a giantess, was suddenly a rather hauntingly lonely locale due to its looming scale; two's a couple, not a crowd, as they say. They had to return to guest services to talk it over with the manager, now thoroughly beside himself at Celes' apparently miraculous recovery. At the very least, the story could be used as a placard outside of the sauna...

The meeting was fairly short: the Fleurs would have their earlier bungalo back, and a team would be sent in to get the convention center back up to code. While Celes herself thought about the residual slime she could've left behind while staying there—especially at a gargantuan size—she opted not to comment on it. 

For a while, it appeared on the surface that everything had been resolved, loose ends tied up neatly. But Sier was rather attentive to his wife's emotional state and, while she tried not to make a fuss about it, she was spending more time cooped up indoors, or sticking close to the patio. He opted to try and help her relax a bit...

"Hey Celes," Sier made his presence known as he paced up the sandy walkway. "The neighbours say hi! They said they're passing out leis over by the volleyball net!"

"...Eh?" Celes tilted her head up. It seemed she was in the middle of reading a book —a romance pulp, apparently—while resting in a swinging bench. She absent-mindedly closed the book, perhaps as a reflex, and looked to Sier's out-stretched palm; he was cradling a pretty lei, woven with deep blue and lavender carnations. 

She stared, spellbound by the pretty colours, and the gentle earthy aroma that wafted from it. Celes smiled bashfully, taking the leigh. 

"Aw, Sier... it's beautiful." Celes muttered wispily, taking it with two hands. Her hands rose to put it on, before a look of vacant realization crossed her mind—and she tuned in quickly that Sier had been watching her forget herself. With a faint blush, she quickly lowered her hands, opting to remove her pretty sunhat first; her purple hair—slick and viscous, but flowing gently as she let it flow down to her shoulders—shimmered in the bright tropical sunlight. 

"It's a good fit for you." Sier nodded, taking a seat next to her. His hands felt around his own lei, a more vibrant display of yellow and red lilies. "And, while I was down there, it... looked like they were about to open the dinner buffet."

"Oh... th-that's nice. Good for them, they... they must've worked really hard to get everything back together." Celes stumbled over her words, her eyes drifting aside. 

Sier paused, reading her expression as he scootched over. "You... don't wanna go? I could bring you back a plate if you want." 

"No no, I... I don't wanna hassle you about that, it's just... jeez, the whole island's gonna be there. If I wasn't getting weird looks before, I'm sure about to get weird looks now." Celes rubbed her shoulder. "I-It all worked out in the end, and... and I guess it was even a little fun, but... it was more than a little mortifying."

"...Hey, Celes, listen." Sier's eyebrows furrowed as he took Celes' hand into his own. "It's over now. We can go back to enjoying our honeymoon. And if anyone treats you differently, well... I'll just, well, give them a stern talking to."

Sier seemed to have lost his train of thought, his cheeks blushing as his stoic front gave out towards the end. He cleared his throat emphathically; this brought a smile to Celes' face.

"Hehe. You never were much of a tough guy." Celes chuckled. She reached over, her arm subtly lengthening to wrap around Sier's shoulder, bringing him in close. "You were always a sweetheart..."

She cooed, her arm bonelessly snaking around Sier's body as she gently wrapped him up in a loving embrace. The rocking bench swayed back and forth with their slow movements as they held one another—Celes' wrists were content to stretch, swivel, and wrap around Sier's lithe form like a woven cocoon. Celes rested her head against Sier's cheek, her forehead smooshing with a quiet squish. 

"Heheh... you were always sticking up for me too." Sier admitted quietly; underneath Celes' wrapped-up arms, he shuffled to hold Celes in return, drifting closer within her warm embrace. 

"You already have." Celes explained, her eyes raising to meet Sier's. "You were always there to... to help people understand me. And you were always there for me, so I could be the woman I always wanted to be. And now..." 

Celes' hair globules rose on their own, like miniature hands, to caress Sier's cheeks, wrapping with gentle care around his shoulders. Sier stared into her hungry eyes; he could feel how her body pulsated when she got excited like this. 

"All I want is to spend this honeymoon with you. And get back right to where we left off." 

Celes leaned forward to kiss Sier on the lips, her entire body tensing and relaxing as it shifted slightly. Sier reciprocated without hesitation, relishing the sensation of being in Celes' full-body embrace. They rested their heads against one another, their breath heavy and anxious. They didn't much care if anyone was watching; they had waited too long for a moment of relaxed intimacy like this. 

Sier and Celes silently looked forward, watching the setting set drifting towards the distant horizon. The sun had set on another strange chapter in their lives, and they had grown closer than ever. In that moment, more than ever, they felt inseparable.

All that was left to do was build up the courage to revisit the dinner bar. But that could wait.