The Giantess Who Stole My Peace
Noah had become a girl sometime during the second half of her third year of high school.
In Dohyun’s memory, the Noah before the change had been the very definition of an inssa—the ultimate popular kid. Standing around 180 centimeters tall with strikingly refined, almost beautiful features for a guy, he excelled at both sports and academics. Add in a great personality and natural leadership, and it was no surprise he’d even served as student council president.
Maybe it was the Russian blood in her veins, but her skin was pale and thin, dotted here and there with faint freckles that somehow only added to her charm.
Dohyun, on the other hand, was the exact opposite: gloomy personality, zero athletic ability, and everything else that made him the textbook definition of an outcast.
The only reason the two of them had become friends was, surprisingly, their shared status as otakus.
Noah’s slightly unhinged otaku tendencies had acted as the final “loose screw” that somehow completed the perfect popular kid package, turning what could have been a flaw into a catalyst that only boosted her popularity even more.
To Dohyun, it felt like the cruelest joke the world could play.
This is straight-up theft of a fellow degenerate. It doesn’t make any sense.
Stop trying to infiltrate the normie world, you fraud.
He’d even said things like that, half-joking.
Yet despite everything, the two of them somehow clicked in the strangest ways and ended up spending a lot of time together.
Then one day, Noah’s mother passed away.
Noah stopped coming to school for a while. And then, not long after—
Due to the mental shock of losing her mother, a dormant demi-human trait hidden in her bloodline had manifested.
The exact subspecies remains unknown, but the transformation was violent and extreme.
“Yes… this is how things turned out.”
The newly female Noah stood in front of the blackboard and delivered the line with the calm detachment of someone in a movie.
The entire classroom erupted into murmurs.
The body of the girl who had once been Noah was nothing short of absurd. She stood at 240 centimeters—roughly eight feet tall. Her proportions were equally ridiculous: breasts the size of exercise balls, easily K-cup territory. Even as a guy she had been handsome, but as a girl, Noah’s face was still strikingly beautiful. The cute freckles remained exactly as they were.
After a brief explanation from Noah, the class learned that among her ancestors were mixed-blood ah-in—demi-humans. The traits had lain dormant in her blood for generations. While demi-humans weren’t unheard of, most only had subtle features: animal ears, small horns, fins, or a few scales. Nothing too noticeable.
What made her case special was that the awakening had been triggered by extreme psychological trauma, resulting in this overwhelmingly violent manifestation. Even Dohyun, who had seen his fair share of oddities, had never encountered an ah-in with such a blatantly powerful trait before. The bloodline had grown thin over the centuries, making this kind of explosive expression extremely rare.
“I didn’t expect to end up like this either…”
Dohyun felt the same way.
For a while the school was in an uproar, but since it happened right before their senior year of high school, the shock was quickly swallowed up by the brutal reality of college entrance exams. Noah’s dramatic new appearance gradually faded from everyone’s attention.
Whether it was early admission or regular admission, everyone was too busy to bother adjusting to the new Noah. Even the friends who had once been close to her hesitated to spend time with this towering new version of their old classmate.
Noah herself, struggling to adapt to her drastic physical changes while carrying the heavy burden of college applications, slowly drifted away from her old social circle.
And at the very end of their high school days, the last friend who remained by Noah’s side was—
“You’ve got all those other friends… why are you only hanging out with a loser otaku like me?”
—Dohyun.
“Because you’re the most comfortable to be around. Otakus aren’t interested in real-life girls anyway, right?”
“You’re an otaku too, yet you talk like it’s someone else’s problem?”
“Our levels are different. Levels.”
“Is that something you say to a friend?”
“I’m kidding, dumbass.”
“Kidding my ass…”
“Hey! You’re gonna hit the—”
Their usual bickering, the kind any normal pair of friends might have, was suddenly interrupted.
“Ah… fuck, I cracked the ceiling again.”
Noah’s head had slammed into the ceiling, bringing their conversation to a temporary halt.
“How long has it been since you changed? You still haven’t gotten used to it?”
“You try living with this height.”
Noah grumbled, brushing her hair with a couple of light smacks.
“Still… you’re the most comfortable.”
She looked at Dohyun and smiled brightly.
“You mean I’m the easiest target, right?”
Dohyun shot back mischievously.
“How’d you know?”
Noah refused to back down either.
“Seriously, Noah, you little shit, can’t you watch your language…”
Dohyun swung his arms wildly as he advanced on her.
“Come a little closer.”
Noah pushed Dohyun’s head away with her palm like she was playing with a child, easily maintaining distance.
“Get over here! Come on, you bastard!”
Dohyun was fuming, but a playful grin still tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Yeah. It really is comfortable, he thought.
Then—
“Hey… what the hell are you—!”
Noah suddenly scooped him up.
Lying flat on her back, she looked up at him with a thoroughly teasing expression.
“Flyyy~! Flyyy~!”
She started playing “airplane” with him.
“Put me down! Hey! Stop treating me like a damn kid!!”
As Dohyun thrashed in outrage, Noah’s freckled face broke into a wide, radiant smile.
And a little while later—
“Dohyun…”
Noah opened her mouth with a shy little grin.
“What?”
“Let’s stay friends even after we get into college.”
“…Why are you getting all sappy out of nowhere? You a fag or something?”
The sight of Noah’s adorable, beautiful face right in front of him—coupled with those two enormous breasts that were impossible to ignore—made Dohyun slightly avert his eyes as he mumbled.
“I’m a girl now, though?”
“You were a guy before, that’s what matters.”
“Way to kill the mood…”
“I’m kidding. Of course we’ll stay friends…”
“It’s a promise.”
“Yeah.”
After their usual back-and-forth banter, the two made a promise about the future.
Not long after, they both got into the universities they had been aiming for.
Although the schools were different, both were within commuting distance and close enough to each other that Dohyun and Noah continued to meet frequently.
Or rather, constantly.
…Why do you keep coming to my house instead of staying at your own?
Dohyun, seated at his desk, paused his assignment and asked the question to Noah, who was sprawled across the sofa.
Because of Noah’s massive 240-centimeter frame and corresponding weight, the expensive pocket-spring sofa Dohyun had bought was already sagging in multiple places. Its leather scent hadn’t even had time to fade before its lifespan was cut tragically short.
“Just because? It’s comfortable.”
Noah answered shamelessly.
After a brief silence—
“Your place is a bit cramped, sure, but it’s a duplex. At least I can stand up straight here.”
Noah waved her hand through the empty air above her head.
“You’re freeloading in someone else’s house and you have the nerve to complain that it’s cramped?”
Anyway, my house is just a regular apartment. I can’t even stand straight without feeling like my spine’s gonna snap. Fuck… and I still haven’t even had sex once.
Ignoring Dohyun’s words completely, Noah hunched over like an old woman and patted her lower back with a couple of light thumps. As she bent forward, her exercise-ball-sized breasts swayed and drooped heavily.
The cleavage revealed between them wasn’t just a valley—it was a goddamn grand canyon. How the hell could a person’s chest be that big? You could probably bury your whole body in there.
Wait, fuck… just look at those massive tits…
While Dohyun sat there completely mesmerized by the way her breasts jiggled every time she tapped her back—
“Plus, look—my ceiling at home is completely wrecked. I’ve lived long enough to see neighbors complaining about noise from above, but this is the first time it’s because of me cracking their floor from below. And my head keeps getting banged up too…”
She lumbered over with heavy steps and shoved the top of her head right in front of Dohyun’s face.
There were indeed a few scattered bumps and bruises.
But what mattered more to Dohyun right now was—
“…”
He had heard that the crown of someone’s head was supposed to smell terrible, yet for some reason a sweet, pleasant scent kept tickling his nose and completely short-circuiting his brain.
“What? You getting hard from sniffing my scalp?”
Noah giggled playfully.
“Can you even function in daily life?”
She teased him by mimicking a meme she’d seen online somewhere.
“What the hell are you talking about? It stinks, so get your big head out of my face.”
Dohyun deliberately looked away and pushed Noah’s head back.
“Bullshit. You’re the one who keeps sneaking glances at my massive tits, you fucking closet case.”
…She’d caught him.
Dohyun had been completely hypnotized by the way her enormous breasts swayed while she was banging her head around like an angry bull.
“You’re a girl now!”
Dohyun tried to respond with forced indignation.
“Honestly, I think TS fetishists are basically fags.”
Noah giggled again, once more copying an internet meme.
“Where the hell do you keep learning all this shit from…”
“You’re the one who taught me, remember?”
“I have sinned greatly.”
It was true. Dohyun had been the one to introduce her to internet communities. At first she’d thought they were all insane, but she quickly got hooked. Noah had evolved at an astonishing rate into a full-blown aggro troll. These days, even on sites where using real nicknames was forbidden, people recognized her on sight. She had racked up an impressive rap sheet of account bans, permanent suspensions, and IP blocks across countless communities.
After a brief round of bickering—
“Ah, I gotta piss.”
Noah slightly hunched her back and headed for the bathroom.
“You don’t have to announce it every single time…”
“Ugh, fuck. Women have short urethras, so I’m always having to go…”
Leaving Dohyun’s complaint behind, she continued grumbling under her breath as she walked.
Then—
“Kyaaak!”
A surprisingly feminine scream burst out of Noah’s mouth.
“Did you crack the ceiling again, you piece of shit?”
Dohyun’s complaint had become routine by now. It seemed Noah had once again hit her head on the doorframe while heading to the bathroom and broken something—either her skull or the ceiling material.
“You should move into a bigger house.”
When Noah shamelessly protested, Dohyun shot back without hesitation.
“Then pay for it with your own money!”
