Those massive Window cleaners.

*scribbles down notes about microfiber jackets for cleaning windows*
We'll make millions!

Dam so big!

Yeah... I'd so not be getting any work done with that view.

Same here, screw work I'm staring at the sexy show outside!

so...how would she pay those tickets and how has she not stepped on anyone?

She does have plenty of people to make arrangements for her. The tickes will be paid with a smile, though she might ask to keep some paper copies for posterity.

She didn't step on anyone both by sticking to the actual street, and not moving so fast that people and cars couldn't get away. Once she got to the office, it was mostly a matter of staying in place. Staying in place is also how she got the tickets. :D

ah.....a macro insurance policy for the city...nice

The boss is looming look busy!

It seems a sad story. Judging from the commentary here and at Balina's, she grows larger and larger and becomes increasingly isolated.

I didn't want to reply before the series was done, but I was really happy to see comments like this, if that makes any sense.
Without any of the text, the comic is silly and fun. While I never really thought I was writing a particularly sad story, I also knew how things worked out. I was floored to find actual reactions like yours in the comments. Thank you!

While arguing with you, the author, over whether your story was a happy one would be somewhat akin to trying to prove a creator god wrong, even at the end, I still found the tale to be a sad one. Please forgive me if I mangle the details as I'm not trying to win an argument (that would be, as I alluded, impossible) but merely to present my point of view. The only textual evidence I recall that Ms. Mejeri enjoyed the experience was that at the end she considered searching for a new bell which might have the same effects. Even that was tinged with melancholy, as it accompanies a description of how engineering ingenuity has allowed her to feel nearly as comfortable as when she still fit into her favorite recliner. There is the point that she continued to wear the bell regardless of how ill fitting it would have been, and was at least somewhat aware of it's peculiar properties when her temperature effect became extreme. However, this was not addressed.

Consider what Ms. Mejeri gave up for her growth: freedom of movement, the company of her peers, the sensation of satiety, the ability to interact with others without a high degree of stress, the comfort of furnishings, any possibility of a physical relationship, probably the ability to have offspring, etc. You address several of these directly in the text, and the others can be implied. In a sense, the whole things works rather well as a metaphor for what an executive (especially a female one) might sacrifice for the success of their company; but I'm not certain that's a comparison you were trying to make. By the end, she is essentially a prisoner of her workplace. She is free to leave the jail she has constructed around herself at any point, but doing to will be tremendously inconvenient for her and dangerous for those around her.

The monitoring agency reports actually lend to the sad, because they establish that Ms. Mejeri's home reality is both without magic and other macro entities. The first implies that she is trapped in her current state, without a way to return to normal if she so wished (since it would take magic). The second implies that she is essentially alone, and will have a great deal of trouble fitting in (which you address as a theme of the sequence). Even if someone else in her home reality were to grow near her size, the peculiar thermal property she exhibits seems to imply that prolonged exposure to her would be at the very least painful to most other beings. Moreover, the monitoring agency twists the knife by observing her throughout the process (apparently having knowledge of what is going on, but no inclination to provide any assistance).

All in all it was an engaging series. I commend you for writing a macro character who didn't decide to go kaiju with alarming disregard for her fellows. However, by choosing to focus on the realistic consequences (for a certain value of realistic) of macro growth in someone who isn't a callous monster, you draw attention to aspects of the genre which seem inherently sad. That's my opinion anyway. Regardless, my thanks for sharing the work.

I think I did a bad job of portraying that she's finally in a position where she can start trying to address some of those problems. Originally, the trio of pictures posted afterward were supposed to be 'after' shots, showing her starting to get used to herself again, but things got crazy and ah well. More reason for me to get pictures of her in the future! :D

Seriously, though, thank you for the feedback. So much of this sequence was by the seat of my pants, so knowing it was worth reading is a relief!

Really interesting presentation with this page. ^^ Love the building-spanning display, and all the happy co-workers going about their business. :3

My original suggestion was amusing, but Rabid took this in a much more amazing direction. :D

That would have also worked out quite well. ^.==.^

Mm, big giant boobs, me love!

She must need oil derricks to milk those things by now...

You are going to love tomorrow's page. :3

I can't imagine any work got done with a view like that.... or in any of the neighboring office buildings either.

The whole part about her feet getting tickets was hilarious

OK, that is an awesome section through the building floors.

She sure have gained quite a size.
And it's not even Close to the end.
Looking forward to see next part. ^^

What makes this pic and the comic in general so good is the amount of detail work to make sure all the small characters and details are still incorporated as they should be while emphasizing the growing Balina.