Peggy looked around, relieved to see no injuries or dead scientists. With all her warnings earlier, most of the high-profile people and scientists made it to safety, with a few still nursing their ears, it was quite a loud explosion as it was contained in this place.
"Looks like I warned everybody in time.", Peggy replied, and Phillips nodded, "You did, and good, quick reflexes too.".
Erskine smiled, "Indeed, and they will even be better.", and led the way for the duo from the lab, with Phillips and some of the people following including Stark. On the way, like five minutes later, Peggy glanced to see Steve, secretly admiring his physique as he's currently wearing a large shirt, and blinked, "Steve, you're glowing green!", as she saw a green glow starting to appear on him.
Steve blinked in surprise, glanced at his hand, and looked over to Peggy, and widened his eyes, "You are glowing too!", seeing the same glow on Peggy.
"I think we're almost out of time then...", Erskine said. "We're going to run out of room very fast if we don't get into the hanger now.", with an anxious look. "Move it, folks!", Phillips ordered.
Steve and Peggy started to sprint to the hanger, feeling tingly pain, but not as bad as the pain in the machine enclosure, and started to gain height with every sprint, and finally exiting the corridor, pushing open the doors, and then the pain increased as they clumsily fell to their knees, partly hidden by the private planes.
Erskine called out in Phillips' radio, "Drop the tarps!", and from the ceiling, tarps fell like curtains, and the crowd listened, waited, and watched the shadows in the tarps. Luckily, the outside doors to the hanger are closed, so there's no chance for any citizens on boats or anything else to see.
"Guess we'll get a privacy screen then... they must have lied about the clothes holding.", Peggy chuckled as she took a few deep breaths, trying to stay strong during the pain. "Uh, Steve... is this...?".
"The first time I would see a woman without clothes?", Steve guessed what she was going to ask. "Yeah... actually.".
Peggy nodded, "I figured.", and Steve sighed, "I'm sorry I got you into this...This isn't the best situation...".
"It's okay, Steve... you don't need to apologize about anything, certainly not this. In fact, that might work out well for the two of us...", Peggy chuckled. "I suppose.", Steve smiled. "At least we can keep having those dances...".
Peggy giggled, "True, though we have to figure out where to dance. I doubt the clubs wouldn't fit us anymore after this.", before shouting out in pain as she grew a great deal, growing bigger and taller, feeling her bones ache, her clothes tightening up against her skin.
"I wish this didn't hurt so much...", Steve groaned as their bodies were now slowly starting to grow and it was becoming very more obvious to the two of them than before as simple centimeters or even an inch was making way for what would be many inches and feet.
"You've taken a bullet... it shouldn't be as bad...", Peggy reminded as she groaned from another quick spurt. Steve gave her a small smirk, "Touche, Peggy.", before blushing as his trousers started to stretch, breaking open the fabric in several spots, and heard Peggy gasp, looking over to see her skirt and the cut-sleeved jacket tearing up, seeing her breasts grow, straining and breaking the tank top.
He tried to look away, but hearing Peggy's sounds of pain, it made him concerned for her, even if he knew that she could take care of herself just fine.
"I'm okay...", Peggy groaned as she chuckled. "It's alright for you to look, Steve... I don't mind.", she told him as he nodded, his pants getting really tight as the two of them were already now getting close to nine feet in height.
Steve and Peggy don't know that the Quantonium has been talking and getting along with the Super Soldier Serum, and they felt the emotions and feelings of the pair, deciding to not go too fast with the height as to not overwhelm Steve and not embarrass Peggy more than necessary.
Repeatedly, they grew fast with a spurt of several feet in height every two minutes, with the outer clothes already disappearing and snapping off, and now the undergarments is stretching out.
"We're really getting up there, Peggy...", Steve said as he felt another spurt come through him. "And these undergarments aren't going to last much longer, either...".
Peggy nodded, licking her lips absentmindedly as she stared upon Steve, even with sweat and the subtle green glow through him, he's perfection like Adonis, and can see his manhood visible through the strained and stretched boxers.
Peggy would never forget that Steve was 90 pounds and 5' 4", and she was sure that his needs as a man in that department was depressing, if not as versatile as other men.
"Uh, Peggy...?", Steve chuckled as he noticed what she had done there. "Is this getting a bit hot and exciting for you too?", he asked as he couldn't help but feel the same base passion as he watched her large breasts really straining in that bra of hers while her panties were very much getting very tight on her Amazonian like figure.
Peggy spoke huskily both in pain and awe, "You have no idea, Steve.", before she grunted, spurting up another layer of feet, shouting in surprise as her bra and panties finally snapped off, feeling free from the constrictions as the cool air interacted with her breasts, making the nipples erect.
"Wow...", that was all Steve could say before another spurt with him finally caused him to lose his underwear, finally revealing all of him to her and certainly showing that he was greatly improved all over with how impressive his manhood had become.
Peggy widened her eyes, almost speechless, with only one thing to say, "Blimey...", her British accent coming through for a moment. She can see a small trail of blonde hair, and the entire size of his manhood is quite thick and long, and she can only imagine how strong he could be when it comes to ejecting...
She may have been raised a British, and a woman all her life, but sometimes she was a rebel, and she heard gossip about certain things.
Steve felt the same, seeing the soft, curly, gorgeous patch of rich brown hair, and could see a little bit of her budding virginal lips, only imagining how beautiful she could be when she exposes more of her womanhood, and God, her breasts, magnificent globes of supple skin, with the nipples a dark pink color, so erect.
The two of them were on the verge of letting their base emotions take over but they both managed to control it... barely. "You... you look amazing, Peggy.", Steve said.
Peggy exhaled, looking at him, and somehow, she didn't see the glint of lust, the title of predator, or the desire of greed at all, but she saw admiration, awe, respect, sincerity, and most of all, love...She knew the look of love, thanks to her parents and siblings, but seeing it now on Steve, it's not the same love, but something that's deeper of a different love.
She then knew at once that Steve is the right one for her, and smiled at him warmly and lovingly, "You look incredible, Steve.", before grunting in pain as she finally went into the last spurt of height, with the subtle green glow vanishing from her skin.
She blinked in confusion and surprise as she frowned, realizing that she didn't even hit the ceiling of the hanger with her head, only able to reach it with a hand if she stood up on her tiptoes..."I know this hangar, and Phillips said that the ceiling is only a few inches over 100 ft high...I feel like I'm tall on half of that, maybe 50 ft...".
"Well, there was the two of us... so, we shared it. I guess then we're around 50 feet.", Steve guessed as Peggy nodded.
"Makes sense... still quite large at least... feel like I can crush a tank with my foot.", Peggy chuckled as she wiggled her toes as Steve gave a small laugh, "I agree with you there, I've never felt better in my life!".
Peggy smiled at him with a giggle, "Indeed.", before taking a couple of steps, and kneeled down besides the tarp, "Dr. Erskine? I think you'd need to adjust the new clothes for us...We're 50 ft high, and no more, no less. Steve said it's because we shared it.".
Erskine's voice spoke, "Oh, my! That's a big fix on the clothes. I am afraid you might have to wait a while. Perhaps an hour or two.", and Peggy spoke, "Alright, Doc. Colonel, we probably need to train for a week to get used to our strength and all before we go overseas. Perhaps one of the large, fast boats as I doubt that our new weight would bear the load limit of a plane.".
"Actually, we have a bit of a solution already on that one.", Stark said. "Of course, it's better to explain that later, right now, as you said, let's at least get you two decent.".
Erskine's voice spoke, "Couldn't agree more, Mr. Stark. As Agent Carter and Mr. Rogers is clearly fine, let's get to fix the clothes accordingly. Colonel, I believe that Fort Tilden would do well for the underground training.".
Phillips's voice spoke, "Yes, that's plenty of space for the couple to get used to training in their new sizes. Can't afford to be poor and rusty before Carter and Rogers go overseas. Do you need water, Carter?".
"Not at the moment, Colonel. I think we just need to recover and rest a bit.", Peggy replied, and Phillips' voice replied, "Alright, then. Alright, people, move out!", and sounds of regular human footsteps sounded out, with shadows behind the tarp curtains, and then the doors closed, with Erskine replying warmly in a light chuckle.
"You two are the only 50ft people in the world, Miss Carter. I doubt anyone would disagree about that.", Erskine said before closing the door with a click, and Peggy smiled, realizing the ramifications behind that, and went to turn around, blinking in surprise as she saw Steve trying to push down and hide his now erect manhood, at full mast, in full blush embarrassment.
She realized that upon her kneeling action, she was showing her full backside and the back part of her womanhood with her virginal lips in view before Steve's eyes. "Enjoying what you're seeing, Steve?", Peggy teased as Steve blushed, "I'm sorry, I just can't help...".
"I know.", Peggy stopped him from speaking. "There's nothing wrong with that reaction, surely you know that.". Steve gave a heavy sigh, "I know...I never had this big of a reaction before...literally and figuratively...You're the only one who's making me feel like this...and it terrifies me, yet I like it at the same time... Does that make sense?".
"Yeah, I think I know what you're meaning.", Peggy said as she got herself back into a different position; at least one that wouldn't set him off so much as she was a moment before.
Steve gave her a small, grateful smile as he clearly saw what she did for him, and moved slightly to sit in a loose lotus style, barely hiding his manhood from sight, and chuckled, "You know, I used to be jealous of my best friend, Bucky...How women would fall for him, how charming and easy-going he is...If he saw me in a uniform, on the battleground, fighting enemies left and right with a flick of my hand or foot, with you by my side...oh, the tables would be turned around, and he could be jealous, but he would be happy at the same time...We grew up as brothers, as best friends, you know...".
"Well, I'm at least glad that things have finally started going your way there... at least you won't hopefully have to feel jealous anymore. Where's this friend of yours now?", Peggy asked.
"Recently transferred into the 34th Infantry, they skipped the Sicily invasion so, I assume he'll probably be involved with the invasion of Italy soon.", Steve explained. He mostly pieced things together, especially in a recent letter from Bucky that said he joined the 34th and were getting ready to be shipped out. Since they fought in Algiers and Tunisa in the North Africa campaign, Italy was probably their next destination.
Peggy smiled, "Well, don't worry, we will be on the battleground soon enough. We just need to get used to our new strength and all. Dr. Erskine suggested Fort Tilden. If we do some training for the week before we get shipped out, we will get the basics under hand.".
Steve nodded, "That works for me. I would hate to disappoint Colonel Phillips.", and Peggy chuckled, "True. He may be a grump, but he has a whole lot of respect for me, and you.".
Steve smiled, "Swell. Of course, we have to get decent first which is why we're waiting, right?", and Peggy nodded, "Yep. Dr. Erskine and Stark is seeing to the clothes to adjust them to our sizes. Apparently, they had counted for the 100ft height thing, and now they have to fix it, and of course, make another set for me, as they were thinking of you in the first place, not us together...".
Steve hummed lightly, "I see. Say, have you seen the Statue of Liberty, Peggy?", and so, a conversation occurred between the pair for the next hour, with Peggy and Steve sharing laughs and chuckles.
Steve grew comfortable with Peggy's current appearance, yet to his frustration when he checked upon the end of the first hour, he's still at full mast...Peggy noticed his look, "Steve?".
Steve looked at her with both embarrassment and weary frustration, "Even with you hiding...ah, your intimate parts, I can't help drawing you mentally in my mind, and well, somehow, my memory is even sharper and more vibrant, there's still thoughts of touching you, and remembering the feelings from before, I...", clearing his throat with a blush, "I am unfortunately still hard...".
Peggy had a stern look on her face, not directed towards him, but rather the situation. "I see..."
"I'm starting to get a bit worried... if this is permanent or if I just really need to...", Steve didn't even want to finish the rest of that sentence as the last thing he wanted to do was upset or offend her. He already felt how on thin ice he was about what he said seconds before about 'mentally drawing her in his mind'.
Steve couldn't help it as he's an artist...After all, he has an eye for detail and such, and now with the new changes inside and outside, that eye for detail is stronger, as to speak, and if he remembered his schooling correctly, he must have an eidetic memory now.
"Steve... what is it you're wanting to say? I promise that I won't be upset.", Peggy assured him as Steve sighed. "Well, I think I know of a way to get this down, but could you turn around and not look towards me for a few minutes?", he asked.
Peggy blinked in slight confusion, and then realized what he's intending to do, and exhaled, "Okay, Steve.", turning around to sit with her back towards him.
Steve smiled in relief, happy that he's trusting her, and not wanting to make a mess and embarrass himself, and the hangar people later on, he grabbed a plane tarp, and went to handle himself, kneeling and closing his eyes.
Peggy lowered her eyes, listening to Steve's groans and moans, and she held still, not even moving a finger to touch herself, and then she heard her name, looking up and widening her eyes as she realized that the planes before her is having the reflections of Steve thrusting into the plane tarp, with his eyes closed while speaking her name.
She managed to look down scarcely a moment later, but her mind is seared through, with Steve looking so hot and beautiful, and she wanted to be in the place of the tarp. She knew, from Steve's comments about himself, that he is purely a virgin, yet the way he's doing it is confident...She has a feeling if he knew that it was Peggy instead, he would have been shy and gentle with her.
Peggy bit her lip as her hands almost instinctually slowly started making her way down her body and were slowly approaching her womanhood as she continued to stare at the reflection. Eventually, her finger finally reached, and she held her mouth closed as she slowly started to stimulate herself, making sure not to make a peep to cause an issue with Steve. It was already awkward enough even if the two of them now were practically the only ones for each other; she didn't consider herself that fast a woman on that front and Steve certainly proved that he was not a guy who was looking to quickly jump into bed with a woman.
With the sounds of Steve loud enough to echo through the hangar yet not that loud beyond the hangar as Steve knew on a base level that this isn't the right place of privacy, as to speak, and he kept handling himself, dreaming of being confident with Peggy with his eyes closed, absentmindedly saying her name, unknowing that Peggy is hearing and seeing him as she stimulated herself, lasting for five long minutes together at almost the same time.