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You had to hold back your laughter as jenny pulled out the XL condoms. Now you werent small by any menas but fitting into those would be a little too easy and a little too ill fitting.
Honey there is no way your serious that isnt anywhere near my size
Your GF perked up as she reached into the nightstand and pulled a bottle of pills rattling them for effect. "It will be your size after you take these" she almost chirped bouncing side to side with a stupid smirk
Again you held back the laughter you didnt want Jenny to feel bad about her little size fetish she had. You roleplayed and talked dirty to her about the size of your cock but by no means were you ever the monster you described to her before.
"im not taken the gas station pills although i appreciate your vote of confidence now get over here. You tried to grab her by the hips and drag her down to the bed as she eluded you and swung away. She popped open the pills as her smile grew larger. you could also tell by the blood rushing to her face and the glint in her eye that she was getting hornier as she rolled 3 pills out of the bottle.
Take them
Absolutely not and 3 is definetely not the serving size it says right there
take them and i'll give you a titty job
Jenny come on get over here...
Take them and ill blow you
...
Alright give me them
You tossed them back as jenny almost leaped onto the bed and on top of you. She pushed you back as she started to unzip your jeans. Pushing your legs out forcing them wider as she started to drag your pants down inch by inch. You looked over your chest to see that glint getting brighter as she dragged your boxers next.
To her credit you were getting harder faster than you usually did. Actually way faster.
"Fuck its tight down there" you strained as you tried to look. your dick was twitching right in front of her face as she started to chuckle. You could almost feel the blood rushing down faster than it had ever gone before was it actually working. You could feel the blood flushing out of your extremities and your face as it popped down at the deepest part of your core. you tried to look but Jenny beat you to it. Her lips slowly enveloping and closing around you as she started to bob up and down. Fuck it was so tight and so hot. your body flushed with sweat as you started to breathe heavier and heavier. " Jenny what's happening i don't feel so good."The lack of blood was making you start to black out. Your arms felt so heavy but at the same time her mouth felt so good.
She ignored you continuing to bob up and down. her hand playing with your balls stroking them as her head started to raise up higher. Her moans getting louder as you twitched some more. Jenny raised off as you saw just how big you had gotten.
Oh my God Jenny what the fuck did you do.
It was huge her hands didnt even fully encompass it as she continued to sroke up and down the shaft. You sized it up maybe 9 inches and going. You could almost see it getting larger by the second.
I need more she managed to mutter as she caught her breath. Rolling a couple more pills into her hand and then getting up on the bed. Her hand smothered your mouth as she tossed the pills back. Almost forcing you to swallow as she stared at you. "Jenny fuck i think its too much is this permaneNT you strained as you felt it get even tighter down there. you were as hard as a diamond and the libido was rasing just as high as your dick. jenny was back on top and bobbing before you could even stop her. And it was hard to argue the only thing relieving the pressure was her going back and forth.
you heard her gag as you surged another couple inches. Feeling your head pressing further than she had anticipated. You didnt even know how she was getting her mouth around it anymore. At this point it was like a soda can. Jenny practically had to drag herself off as her jaw nearly popped open but without a word she pounced again. Her hands twisting up and down gripping and pulling. Her mouth only working your tip as you outgrew any normal bounds. You could feel it heating up as you tried to warn her. Jenny you might want to stop. Jenny you never put the condoms onn. Jenny there's a lot i can feel oh GOooOOd
you stuttered as you felt it build up. more cum than you thought you had in your entire life slowly building up in the pipes and pressurizing. SO tight So hot.
Still she flicked and licked trying to fit as much of her mouth as she could. Jenny .. Watch out.
Jenny latched on as you blew. Even with her bracing she still was launched back. quickly getting her mouth ful and then a facful and some more to make a mess on the bed. you felt like you were going to have a stroke from the ecstacy you just went thru. Your balls felt completely empty almost deflated. Your body twitching in pure dopamine as you felt yourself sink further into the bed. exhausted.
You craned your neck as Jenny grabbed a towel and cleaned herself. Wiping off her face and her chest. Pretty much every where.
And on top of it all you were still so tight. That pressure made you feel like you were still ready to rupture at any second. You could almost feel your balls filling back up with another load ready to fire it off at a moments notice.
Jenny crawled up and lay next you as she giggled as she continued to stroke your dick. Thank you, you have no idea how much it means to me that you were willing to grow for me and give me what I Like.
Her hand started to speed up as your eyes rolled back. you couldn't manage words. your sole focus on trying to relieve all that pressure. Merely grunts as you started to cum again drizzling everywhere as she went back over and started to suck it all. Lick up and down your shaft as you whimpered. Still more pressure waiting to release.
You felt your body tighten as she licked up your body again. Your legs trembled and slid out what felt like further than they had started. Although you grew distracted by Jenny start to moan and run her own hands across her tits and nipples. God I didn't know it would turn you on this much. I'm sorry for not letting you do this sooner
You watched as she started to close her eyes still jerking you off stroke by stroke as she sped up with her own thrusting. Her hips starting to pump back and forth as she caressed and fucked her tits with her arm. Rubbing tugging and latching onto her nipples under her shirt. Her hand releasing your cock as she reached into her panties and played with herself. You sat up to help her finish as you pushed her back against the bed. Laying on top of her as you slid your dick over her. Pinning her arms to the side as you slid further down her body. Your tongue tickling down her stomach and hips before finding its way down to her pussy. If it hadn't been for you pinning her to the bed she might have already orgasmed by now but you were gonna make her earn it after what she had done.
Her eyes twitched and dashed as her mouth only managed broken words and moans of pleasure. S.soo tig.ht. pl pl please. She was still humping with her hips as you started to eat at her again. Her teeth dragging into her lips as she pursed her lips over a scream. Her eyes closing. Her legs writhing under you as her toes curled trying to hold it in. You sped up as her breathing picked up. You wanted to help her fantaas you merely put your cock up to her just pressing around and sliding against her. You still felt like you could release again as she started to orgasm. Her moans picking up in volume and pitch as her body started to strain and release before straining again.
Thank you.. thank..you. Oh fuck thank YOUUuUU.
Her voice strained as your eyes grew wide. You hadn't even thought about the fact that if the pills made you bigger what they would do to her. Jenny shot out in seconds. Her body bulging under you as she lifted up. Her head slipping off the edge of the bed. Her tits ballooning out of shirt and over the hem as it ripped and fell underneath her tits. They had to be half the size of her head by the time they stopped maybe even enough to actually bury your cock. Her hips and legs also grew under you. Lifting you up as you heard her feet hit the headboard and crack it as they smashed into it. Her panties ripping as they caught halfway down her thighs unable to go up or down before they gave in.
Nooooo
Jenny screamed as she sat up toppling you to the floor as she got up. The bed creaking as she stood. Her laying down hadn't done her justice she was 7 maybe 7 and half ft tall. Her tits the size of cantaloupes and her ass making a calipygian goddess jealous. Her body still twitching and getting slightly thicker or taller in some areas. You could tell she wasn't thinking straight either.
I'm not supposed to be bigger you are this ruins it. She leaned down and started stroking you faster. Your cock being gripped and planted inside her tits before you could really move away. You were already at a breaking point as you tried to hold back. Jenny hold on wait if I cum again you'll only get bigger. By the time she realized it was too late. You spurted all in her cleavage before she tried to avoid it. Standing up as she watched you get taller yourself. Your cock elongating enough to make a horse jealous
Your head lifting up. From your seated view you were about as tall as you usually were standing. It felt weird. Vertigo rushing thru you. Your body staring and tightening everywhere. Your bones feeling pressure before elongating with the rest of you. You levelled off as Jenny started her ascent. Her tits receiving most of it. Her shirt popping off her stomach as her tits bulged the size of her head again
Her forehead smashing the roof as she fell down on top of you. Her tits and hips pressing into you as she stretched out over top of you. Her tits craning above your head and into it. Her legs scrambling back moan by moan further into the back of the bedroom. Her big blue eyes searching for you as you released again. " You little fucker" stashing you into her tits as the now 20 ft Jenny grew to toppled half the house dwon. Her legs bulldozing the wall to the ground as your furniture snapped and splintered around her. She struggled to fit in the house as the ceiling cracked and let her expand into the attic space. You could only hear her body writhing and destroying your house as she dragged you out of her tits.
Those big blue eyes disappointed but also a little excited for what was next alright. I need you to go jack off without getting it on me somewhere else so you can get big enough to handle me. Once you think you can survive me outgrowing the house come back for me. Her body strained to break the walls of the house before giving up. And make it quick I don't like being pinned in this position.
Second Puberty: Water Park SplashDown
Amy was excited and a bit nervous to be wearing this small of a bikini. As she once again attempted to make sure it covered her whole breast, and not just half her nipples. It had been a hot summer, and everyone was cooling off the best they could, Splashdown, the new adults only water park, had been offering relief and fun for the community. Marketed as the new hip place that “Catered to a childfree experience, where we catered to Adult Swim only” had become the place to hangout. Her friends Sabrina and Kelsey had been pressuring her to go there with them. The two of them shamelessly wanted to go hunting for boys, and Amy was sure they were going to “dress for the hunt” as Sabrina would have put it. Amy, was a pert blonde with a great body, she was in the gym often working on keeping her figure, but was never obsessed. As Amy packed up her beach bag, and adjusted the tiny bikini slowly sliding up her ass, she checked her phone for the weather and news and saw something about how it was going to be a scorcher today, a perfect day for a dip in the water, she also saw tiny notifications about something going on with the water supply in the town, but as she was about to click on the notification, her friends texted her “ETA, we want to get there before all the good spots are taken Amy!”. Amy just rolled her eyes and headed out to her car to go get the other girls.
As the girls arrived at the water park and met up with a whole bunch of friends and acquaintances they knew, as apparently every non working adult had the same idea to go to the water park today. As the three women started making their way to the front gate of the park, Amy noticed two extremely huge men in bulging tight business suits hurrying away from the park. Their huge forms seemed to dominate the space around them, and their black business suits looked nearly painted on to their huge bodies. They strode away from the park quickly as the roaming guests began to arrive at the parks opening. They wouldn’t have been nearly as interesting alone, but between the two men was a woman. She was a blonde bimbo of a women, if Amy was using that word correctly. She had two massive basketball shaped tits jutting from her chest, a tiny white lab jacket comically stretched around the two massive orbs. Her ass was a shelf that swayed behind her with her every stumbling step. The woman was desperately attempting to get her hands under the two mens clothing, her fingernails long and deeply painted seemed to be clawing at the mens clothing as they moved away from the park, and Amy caught the swelling of a flashlight in the man closest to hers pocket, or atleast Amy assumed it was a flashlight considering how huge it was down the mans leg.
“Amy! You have the tickets space brain!” Kelsey bumped into Amy as they got to the head of the line of guests attempting to enter the park. “Sorry, I was lost in thought, did you two see the men walking that woman out of the park over there?” Amy asked as she refocused on her friends. Kelsey, looked over to were Amy was looking, just as the two men shoved the bimbo into a black van and hefted themselves in themselves. Kelsey was sweet heart, diminutive in stature, and with the most luscious lips Amy had ever seen. She was cute and short, and always a little shy, but she had a killer body. Amy thought of her as a little sister. “Kind of? I was checking out all the people showing up today, it’s gonna be packed.” “Yeah, and look at all the men here, god, there are some studs walking around that I can’t wait to drop my towel in front of” Sabrina smiled mischievously. Sabrina was the opposite of Kelsey, were Kelsey was demure and sweet, Sabrina was a horny fire cracker, with a bubble butt to match any model, Sabrina was a horn dog from hell. Amy couldn’t remember the name of the last 4 of her boyfriends, because none of them lasted more than 2 months before she had another. But, she was a good friend and despite her insatiable lust for cock, she was hilarious and good natured. The girls got in the gates of the park, and began to shuffle their way towards a good spot central to most of the action. The new park was incredible, Splashdown had a wave pool, lazy river, many water sliders, and plenty of water gun arenas. The showers were centrally located, towards the large pool in the middle of the park, and so were the bars that were staffed by happy employees wearing the smallest of swimsuits. The ladies settled down after grabbing a few drinks and some refillable water bottles and spreading out their towels and applying sunscreen. An hour or so in, Amy once again picking her thong out from between her cheeks (seemed to be happening more often) found herself staring at all the guests in the park. Amy would have told anyone that she was people watching, but if she was being honest she couldn’t take her eyes off of all the hotties that were here at the park today. Kelsey was laying next to her sunbathing spread out with her feet dangling into the water. While Sabrina was once again filling up their waters, and flirting with the same guy behind the counter. Amy stared at Sabrina’s ass, and was sure that thong had fit better this morning.
She watched as Sabrina wiggled back and forth flirting shamelessly with the stud behind the bar. Then to Amy’s utter surprise, Sabrina’s hand sneakily dove into the shorts of the man she was talking to. Sabrina continued to flirt and coo over the hot bartender, as her hand slowly stroked up and down underneath his shorts. The bulge forming in his shorts was sizable and Amy could almost see the head of his cock poking out from the hem of his shorts when Sabrina slid her hand out quickly, grabbed up their drinks and skipped her bubble butt back towards Amy. She could see behind her jiggling form, that the man was still incredibly erect, but that other women had already started to ask him for his services. She even thought she saw one woman with a truly massive set of tits go behind the counter where she couldn’t be seen.
“What's up buttercup!” Sabrina smiled as she brought each of the girls their drinks. Kelsey, immediately brought the straw to her lips and began to suck slowly at the water as her body stretched out in the sun. Her lips slowly engulfing around the straw caused Amy to sit open mouthed for a moment before she snapped back to Sabrina. “So, who's your new friend, you can’t help but manhandle in front of everyone?” Amy asked, as Sabrina brought herself down to her towel next to the girls, a bit more of her ass swelling out around her. Damn, she looks great though Amy as she adjusted her top, for what felt like the hundredth time since she had got out of the water earlier, and took a long sip of the water. “IDK, he was just the guy serving the drinks, kind of cute though. Why, you want me to go get his number” Sabrina ribbed back with a smirk. “Well, I figured since you had your hands all over his cock, you’d know his name, or maybe have gotten his number. Geez Sabrina, how much of a total slut are you?”. Sabrina looked at Amy for a long moment. “Did I have my hands all over his cock?” Sabrina blinked, then took a long drink of water before seeming to remember. “I guess I did, it was kind of just throbbing there in his shorts. I dunno, I guess it seemed nice to help him out a bit.” Amy sat stunned for a moment. Did her friend just give out a free hand job to a stranger, because it was a nice gesture? That seemed…. Wrong? Off? Nice? She was still taking that in, when she heard the loud smack of Kelsey finishing her drink. Her lips still sucked softly at the empty straw, but her eyes showed a level of disappointment. “Well, lovelies, I am parched and far too hot in this weather” Kelsey began, “I think we might as well get wet and cool off. We could go to the waterpark area and get soaked and check out for some hotties.” Kelsey looked off towards the splash area, where lots of people were running around and spraying each other, splashing around in the pool.
It looked almost completely normal, like any other day at the park, but Amy was barely aware of some oddities. For one, everyone seemed to be in a really great mood, lots of people were laughing and flirting with one another, hell a few people were actively making out in the water fountains and splash areas. Hands groping all over each other and barely within the guidelines for decency at a midnight club, She knew that SplashDown was an adult water park, but this seemed a little excessive. So much flesh was on display it was mesmerizing. Amy knew she had picked a tiny bikini to show off in, but she almost considered herself a bit of prude when looking at what was on display in front of her.
The two women posing up against the water attractions had two of the largest asses Amy had ever seen. The tiny fabric spread across them to keep them decent would barely have covered their cunts, and yet it was holding on valiantly. The women were shaking their ass at any man or even woman who would look at them. They moaned like they were in heat, and some men even came by and slapped them as they walked by. Amy was starring as they walked by, and saw Sabrina walk over and proceed to spank both of the women, making their ass jiggle more than once, before snapping their tight little thong and walking back to the group. “Damn, did you see the way that sluts ass jiggled! Almost lost a hand in that thing!” Sabrina laughed, and proceeded to spank Amy. A little whimper shot out of Amy unwillingly, surprising them both. Amy turned beat red, and tried to hide how good that felt, and also how much ass Sabrina had hit. “Come on you two! I wanna get wet” Kelsey laughed and sprinted towards the attractions and began to splash to two girls as they got closer. The three of them ran around, flirted with boys, lots of boys, even some other girls, got some sun, got wet again and finally laughed their way up to the bar, soaking wet and smiling.
The bartender was just getting out of a quick rinse off it seemed, as he met the girls at the tiki looking shack. He was huge, almost 6’2’’ and hulking with muscle, and now dripping wet in the heat of the sun. Amy wasn’t sure he could even swim with all the muscle he was packing. He was tan skinned with a strong jawline, and a smile that made all three of the women squirm a little as they sat down. Without a word, he poured four shots of tequila out in front of him and pushed them to the girls. “Drinks are free for such pretty girls” He winked as he smiled and downed his own shot. Sabrina winked right back and downed the shot without breaking eye contact. Amy watched as Kelsey, without using her hands, bent over the bar, letting her tits spill out as she wrapped her lips around the shot glass, raised her head back and downed it. Sabrina stared and then began to laugh as she pointed at Kelsey’s tits jutting out no longer contained in her bikini. Kelsey’s head came forward to meet the bartender's eyes, lips still wrapped all the way around the shot glass giving her a huge O shaped mouth. Amy also noticed with some amazement that Kelsey’s tits seemed a lot larger than before. In fact, now that she was looking at her friends she realized they had all changed a bit. Kelsey’s normally diminutive stature was plumped out significantly, her tits that were barely B’s before seemed to be well into the D’s and topped with two cherry sized nipples. Her lips had also swollen significantly as Amy saw, when she popped the shot glass out from between them, smiling at the bartender, as she desperately attempted to get her tits put away, with little success.
They were two lucious petals that split into a smile that looked inviting and kissable, yet strangely sexual. “Don’t worry about it babe” Said the Bartender as he reached over and pulled the little strings holding it on her body. “Lots of people are going topless today, plus with those tits, I wouldn’t want you wearing anything” He smiled, cupped each of Kelsey’s tits once, and began to pour them all another round of drinks. Amy could see Sabrina eyeing him like a piece of meat after he brought his hands back. Amy could also see that Sabrina was quite literally fingering herself behind the bar as she watched. If Kelsey had gotten tits, then Sabrina had gotten all ass. It was a cake overflowing the sides of the stool that they all sat on, her bikini looked like string at this point, and was clearly losing the battle of holding in Sabrina’s lust. She was actively panting, staring at the bartender as she played with herself. The bartender realizing the heat pulsing off the woman in front of him merely shrugged and began to pull his cock out. Kelsey and Sabrina scrambled off their chairs to be the first one to reach the throbbing cock. Amy stared in disbelief not only at the brazen horniess of her two hot friends, but also the sheer size of the cock brought before her. It was almost as if she had never seen a cock before this one. The bartender grunted as he hefted the small baseball bat from its wet prison between his legs, and left it throbbing on the bar top in front of them. Kelsey dove head first towards it mouth wide open desperate to wrap her lips around the pulsing behemoth before her. Sabrina had thrown herself off her stool and had clearly attempted to run around the bar, but was completely thrown off by her suddenly wobbly backside, and the fact she still had her hand down the front of her bikini. Amy watched in mute horror and some level of lust as her two compatriots began to lavish the man's beast of a cock. Kelsey was using her new and improved lips and breasts to wrap herself around the man's cock, letting inch by inch slowly drive their way down her throat, as she gagged and moaned like she was in heat.
Amy sat back at the bar and lifted her drink to her lips as she watched Kelsey began to shiver with orgasam, as the bartender grabbed the girls hair and drug her to the base of his cock and proceeded to face fuck her as he groaned loudly. Her tits pressed against the bartop spread out beneath her as she attempted to take the savage fucking, while her tongue flickered out around the base of the mans cock. Sabrina was desperately humping his back end, as she bounced back and forth like a stripper at a club. Ass flesh clapping like a dinner bell to everyone around. Amy’s eyes began to sweep around and take in the surroundings. Everyone was already deep in some sort of lust. Over the past few hours of playing in the park it was clear that something had happened. Over by the Lazy River was a woman with tits the size of blow up matresses being hefted out of the river by 4 absolutely adonis of men, cocks buldging out of their tiny speedos as they attempted in vain to lift the woman on to dry land.
She was babbling about not being able to reach her cunt, and that she was so needy to be crammed full of cock. One of the adonis, merely shifted his hips and proceeded to start pounding into the immoble women's cunt. She howled and thanked him as the other men proceeded to begin fucking her massive tits.
An absolute bimbo of a woman was standing in the water merely waiting. She was completely nude, not that any bikini or swimsuit would ever fit over her gigantic proportions, her tits appeared to be two massive medicine balls jutting out over her thin frame, her ass was so large that it stood out a full foot behind her body. She looked lost, almost unsure of what to do in the sea of flesh and bodies spanning in front of her. Amy almost got up from her table where her friends were busy pleasing this complete stranger, Kelsey had already taken a few loads from the cock down her throat and was catching a breather, while the man had bent Sabrina over the bar and was pounding away at her ass like there was no tomorrow. Sabrina was attempting to seduce another man to fuck her in the face while her jumbo bubble butt was being rammed deep. Amy let her fingers dip into her own snatch as her tits finally snapped the now micro bikini she had been wearing. She watched the bimbo as a bull of a man emerged from the pool and swoop up to the lost lust bomb.
He hefted her over his shoulder, letting her head and lips dangle towards his chubby beef log of a cock. Her ass was near his head and he causally spanked and groped her ass and cunt while she plunged her upside down body down to reach his bleching cock. Amy thought she heard the bull groan as he waddled off, cock latched on to by an insatiable cum guzzling bimbo. She smiled, and took another sip of her drink. Everywhere she looked she saw insatiable lust, huge over blown bodies, next to sexual enhancements. Some women had blown up into bimbos, others had swelled into muscle mommies. Men with huge cocks just dragging between their legs and they desperately attempted to find another woman to fuck. Amy, was reaching her own climax at the sight of it all. She had realized her own breast had swelled well past Kelsey’s, she had already been top heavy, but now she was rocking breasts that could only be described as the tear drops of giants, topped with huge areolas that seemed to be leaking milk. Her cunt had become incredibly wet and dripping, needy and empty as her fingers were no longer filling the need. She hoped off the bar stool and began to wander, mouth open, fingers desperately flitting against her clit, as she moaned and whimpered across SplashDown. Kelsey was sucking off another stranger who saw her desperately attempted to get Sabrina off the Bartender who had Sabrina between to massive men using her like a chinese finger trap fuck hole. She gurgled and semen came from both her mouth and ass as she whimpered in ecstasy. Amy wander towards the pool where she jumped in. Lost in the need and heat and lust she let her body drop into the water. She could feel the water cooling her, rejuvenating her need and lust. Felt as it plumped her up further making her into a complete utter bombshell.
As she breached the surface of the water, her head bumped into something above her. As she gazed up still swimming. She gazed up towards a giant of a woman. A sleek dark skinned woman towered over Amy, she must have been over 15 feet tall. The blonde bombshell starred up into this giant's cunt.
The giant woman gazed down at Amy, before leaning back and settling down on the edge of the pool. Instinctually Amy swam over to the side of the pool and proceeded to begin to lap at the giant woman's cunt. As Amy began to lap at the giant labia letting her body pressed against the woman's dripping wet cunt, she recognized others were joining in. Already two men, and mounted the giant and were pumping away at her massive tits, using them like fleshlights, as more and more people began to fuck every inch of the giant woman. Amy felt her flutter as a humongous woman began to buck against everyone, almost throwing many back into the pool. Amy latched on desperate to please and worship this body as she lost herself to lust. Her tongue ran up and down the woman's pussy, as Amy played with herself and her new huge tits moaning and spasming against the wall of flesh, till a scream rang out. The giant had finally climaxed, her body writhing across the ground as men and women all fucked in unison. SplashDown had never seen such a turn out of happy customers in one day.
Mommy Milf-A-Site! (Wing-it)
Wingit Commission for Sayer_Says! Ryuga gets turned into a milf via a parasite! Arguments over what exactly is a parasite and what exactly is a symbiote are ultimately semantic in nature. At the end of the day, getting your brain invaded by a worm that makes you into a super caring care-giver can only be an upside, right? Even if it’s perhaps somewhat against your will. It’s still a net positive on society, I think… maybe… Or maybe that’s just the worm in my brain speaking… I can’t really tell anymore, after it became just another fold in my brain…
Your neighbor, a single mother, asks you for a favor, and in return she gives you a refreshing drink. You taste it when you get home--it's creamy and sweet, and it slides down your throat with more thickness than you expected.
That night, you have a dream about your neighbor... about her putting a collar on your neck, and forcing you to drink from her chest, which tastes exactly like the drink she gave you, before she fucks you, over and over...
You wake up, immediately noticing how wet you are between your thighs. You try to take care of it, but no matter how many times you masturbate, the hot, needy feeling inside you doesn't seem to go away. Eventually, you get up--it looks like today will just be a horny day.
As you exit your apartment, your neighbor opens her door.
"Good timing! I'm having a lot of trouble with my internet--could you take a look?"
The dream flashes in your mind. Just when you've started to calm down, you feel your crotch squeeze as your eyes drift, down to her chest.
You agree to help, and go inside.
You start looking over her router as you try to fix the problem, and she hands you a glass.
"Thank you so much. This isn't much, but I help it refreshes you."
You eagerly gulp down the drink, and you're not disappointed--it's the same creamy drink as before.
You feel it slide down your throat, and... start to feel a little funny. Like you can't really focus, and you can your heart pounding in your ears.
"You really liked that. Let me get you another one." Your neighbor says with a sweet smile, before she disappears into the kitchen, coming back with another glass of the drink--this one filled to the very brim.
Oh, god... that's a lot...
You start to wonder what it'll do to you this time, but you shove all your thoughts out of the way in order to grab the glass and start chugging the drink down.
*gulp*
Ah, your head is ringing...
*gulp*
Your body feels more sensitive, and your stomach feels hot...
*gulp*
Your head feels fuzzy, and you start breathing harder...
*gulp*
You finish the glass and gasp, panting for air as you stand there, crotch throbbing.
"What a good helper. You drank that so well," your neighbor coos, and her hands drift to your chest, starting to grab at your chest.
"Ah!" You moan. Your body is so much more sensitive than normal, and her touch sends a jolt through your body.
Your small breasts aren't normally a point of interest for many people, but your neighbor plays with them like dough, working you up more and more, until you feel like you're at your limit--
And then, your chest burns hotter, almost painfully... and starts to grow.
It grows, pressing against your shirt as your chest gets bigger, heavier, only being held by your neighbor, who continues to play with them, and squeeze them,,,
She lifts up your shirt and your tits nearly pop out. They bounce out, your nipples no longer concealed by your bra.
"How cute~" Your neighbor hums, and her hands get rougher, punching your nipples so hard that it's almost painful--but it feels good, so good, and your mind is fuzzy, only thinking naughty thoughts...
She grabs my arm, leading me to an empty bedroom, before pushing a tube into my mouth.
Liquid that tastes like her drink starts to pour into your mouth...
"Keep drinking, okay?" she says, then reaches over to grab your heavy chest, starting to play with it.
You're starting to reach your breaking point... you obediently start gulping down the liquid.
*gulp*
Your chest grows even bigger...
*gulp*
Hanging lower, now down to your crotch...
*gulp*
Your breasts heave, bigger and bigger, and you feel them slosh around every time you move... the pressure builds, and your mind can't take it, anymore...
Milk starts to leak from your chest as you keep growing, bigger, heavier...
Your neighbor attached something to your nipples, and suddenly--
You moan. It's milking you, stimulating your chest so the milk pours out, and all you can do is squirm, but the sensation is so intense it pushes you over the edge, and the milk pours out of your chest, squirting out forcefully as if you're coming.
Your neighbor gives a satisfied hum. "Good little cow." she says, giving your chest a pat, before leaving the room and closing the door, leaving you all alone...
As the machine continues to milk you, over and over...
Joe had let Aimee into his home after hearing her at his door three days into the quarantine during an endemic of both the Hucow and Bimbo Virus. She had been so thankful and even showed him her clean tests to put his mind at ease. Hell, he was just happy to have company in his cramped and tiny apartment as he waited to hear that the transformative viruses had passed.
She was quiet, kept to herself, and never took off her black facemask. He had assumed she was being cautious, not wanting to risk infection now that she was safe and out of the way. But when they did spend time together, it left him grinning from ear to ear.
But then, Joe began to notice some things: Aimee's clothes seemed to get tighter and shorter with every day that passed, and she'd stare off into space whenever he wasn't speaking to her. Finally, when he found her broken and milk-soaked bra stuffed into his kitchen bin, he also found her test catridges... her fake positive test catridges.
"Jooooe~" He heard Aimee moan from the living room. He rushed to see her, eyes glazed over as two deep, dark patches formed in her overtaxed and straining blue sweater, as the stitching on her skirt popped, as her thighs thickened, and her ass wobbled fatter inch by inch. "Jooooe~ I haven't been honest with you." She mooed as she reached up with her hands and peeled off her mask, revealing her shimmering, glossy, and plump cockpillow lips.
"I'm a bimbo hucow." Aimee shivered as her sweater shuddered, the fabric tearing as her udders became incredibly engorged until they burst free; spraying milk all over his apartment. "I tried... I tried being good... But ~Moooo~ I need you to milk me... Please Joooe~ Mooo~unt and Mooo~lk me please... I don't need brains or a job... I just need you and your cooooock~!!"
Bite-Sized Growths #21
"OOOH FUCK! THAT'S IT! YEAH! GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE ME ALL OF IT!" Ashley screamed at the men she picked up from the bar as she rode his cock expertly well, waiting for the man to finally release his cum into her.
"oh...Oh....OH FUCK!!!" The man finally relented, to drunk to give it a second thought as he let loose deep into the mystery girl he had met that night.
"Yes...that's it...I want all of it...I want to be bigger..." Ashley continued to grind, massaging her tits as she felt the feeling return to her, just like every night before. She let out a long moan, her tits beginning to pulse, growing in her hands as the man watch in awe underneath the woman.
She groaned as she felt herself absorbing the man's cum, her tits growing, finally seeming to stop at a ____. Ashley leaned over the man, grabbing the bra she had thrown earlier that night as she attempted to reclasp it, unable to from being 3 cup sizes to small now.
"You sure had quite a bit of cum in you, didn't you big boy? "Ashley grinned, grabbing the man's cock as she dropped down sliding it into her mouth, giving one last suck to make sure all his cum was out. "Hmmmmm, now that was delicious." Ashley threw the shirt she had over, her new tits pulling at it as she could see her nipples threatening to cut through it it seemed. "God...I can't wait to see how big I get tomorrow night...."
Tainted Therapy
The scent of fresh coffee and polished mahogany filled Charles' office as he adjusted his tie in the reflection of the window. To the outside world, and more importantly, to his clients, he was Dr. Charles Davenport: a calm, collected, and highly-regarded marital therapist with a reputation for mending even the most fractured relationships. The suit was tailored, a soft charcoal that complemented his sandy blond hair and kind, blue eyes. He was handsome in a gentle, bookish way, the sort of man who inspired trust. Beneath the polished leather shoes and the bespoke suit, however, something ancient and hungry stirred. An incubus, he walked the mortal plane, and this office was his hunting ground, his pantry, and his private stage. His own body was a carefully maintained secret; while he appeared of average build and height, his true form boasted a flaccid penis that was a solid ten inches and testicles the size of large plums. He kept it tucked, compressed, a constant, subtle reminder of the power he held in check.
His first appointment of the day, Mark and Lisa, shuffled in. Mark was a tense, wiry man in his late thirties, his shoulders perpetually hunched around his ears. Lisa, by contrast, was soft, though she carried her own tension in the tight set of her jaw. They were three sessions in.
"Please, have a seat," Charles greeted them with a practiced, soothing tone. "How was your week?"
Mark sighed, slumping into the plush leather armchair. "Better. The… homework you suggested. It helped. Lisa seemed more… receptive." Lisa blushed, a pretty pink that bloomed across her cheeks. She'd started their sessions as a flat-chested, stressed accountant with a bun so tight it seemed to pull her face taut. Now, her hair was down, a glossy chestnut cascade that framed a face softening with a new, vacant sort of pleasantness. Her B-cup breasts had blossomed into a proud, round DD, straining the buttons of her sensible blouse. Her hips and ass had followed suit, swelling with a soft, womanly padding that made her simple pencil skirt look scandalously tight.
"It was… like, really nice," Lisa said, her voice gaining a breathy, melodic quality it had lacked before. "We just… talked. And I tried not to get all, like, hung up on stuff. And then, later, Mark gave me this massage… and it felt, like, soooo good." She giggled, a sound that was both new and utterly natural to her. The giggle sent a pleasant tremor through the room, a tiny morsel of pure, uncomplicated pleasure that Charles absorbed like a fine wine. He felt a familiar warmth spread through his own chest, a phantom echo of their contentment.
"Excellent," Charles said, making a note on his pad. The note was meaningless; he was merely observing. The changes in Lisa were textbook. Her thought processes were simplifying, her focus shifting from complex anxieties to immediate physical sensations. The bimbofication was progressing beautifully. He could feel the residual energy from their night, the sexual tension that had finally found a release. It was like tasting the appetizer before the main course.
"Mark, how did that feel for you?" Charles turned his attention to the husband.
Mark looked startled, as if unused to being asked about his own feelings. "Uh… good? I mean, she seemed to really like it. And she wasn't… criticizing my technique. So that was a plus."
"We're working on positive reinforcement," Charles explained smoothly. "Lisa, you're learning to express your desires in a way that's constructive, rather than critical. Mark, you're learning to hear those desires as an invitation, not an attack."
The session continued, a subtle dance of suggestion and reinforcement. Charles guided them through a visualization exercise.
"Mark, I want you to picture Lisa's anxieties. What do they look like?"
Mark frowned. "Like… a tangle of wires? All sharp and messy."
"And you, Lisa?" Charles asked. "What do you feel when you're anxious?"
A line appeared between Lisa's brows, a brief remnant of her former self. "It's like… a buzzy feeling. In my tummy. And my head gets all… full of like, static."
"Good," Charles murmured. His power coiled, ready to strike. "Now, Mark, I want you to imagine untangling those wires. But you can't use your hands. You have to use your words. Tell Lisa something you find beautiful about her."
Mark hesitated. His gaze fell on Lisa's chest, which had a sheen of perspiration between the impressive globes. His modesty still in tact, he averted his eyes upward to her pouty lips. "I… I've always liked your smile."
Lisa beamed. The line between her brows vanished. The buzzy feeling in her tummy was replaced by a warm, tingly one that spread downwards. "Really?"
"Yeah. And… your hair. Down like that. It's… soft."
Each compliment was a snip of Charles' invisible scissors. The tangle of Lisa's anxieties didn't just loosen; it began to dissolve, transmuting into something else entirely. With every word, a button on her blouse seemed to strain a little more. The fabric, already stretched taut, looked seconds away from surrendering. Charles could feel the energy she was giving off, the sweet, syrupy nectar of a woman shedding her worries for something far more pleasurable. He took a small, discreet sip from it. A warm thrum started in his own groin, a pleasant tightening. His own suit trousers felt a fraction more snug than they had an hour ago. He gave a subtle adjustment of his position, masking the shift of his growing appendage.
At the end of the session, Mark stood to leave, looking visibly more relaxed. Lisa, however, rose with a languid stretch, her back arching. The movement was the final straw. POP. A button shot from her blouse, ricocheting off a bookshelf. Both Mark and Lisa froze, staring at the small, white projectile now resting on the Persian rug. A generous swath of lace from her peach-colored bra and the soft swell of her breast were exposed.
"Oh, my goodness," Lisa gasped, but her eyes held no panic, only a wide, doe-like surprise. "Like, my button just… went boing!"
Mark stared, his mouth agape. For a second, a flicker of the old, critical Lisa seemed to surface in his mind, but it was immediately smothered by a wave of raw, undiluted lust. The vision of his wife's expanding curves, combined with the potent, pheromone-laced energy Charles had been subtly cultivating in the room, was too much.
"It's… it's okay," Mark managed, his voice hoarse. He stepped forward and, instead of trying to cover her, gently traced the curve of her exposed flesh with a fingertip. "I like big tits."
The simple, accepting touch sent a fresh wave of energy through the room, a feedback loop of arousal and acceptance that was a feast for Charles. He absorbed it gratefully, feeling another surge of power settle within him. As he showed them out, he caught a glimpse of himself in the hall mirror. His shoulders seemed a fraction broader, the fabric of his jacket pulling just a little tighter across them. His jawline felt sharper. The changes were minuscule, indiscernible to anyone who hadn't seen him an hour ago, but to Charles, they were the sweetest of rewards.
His next client was waiting. Brenda and Tom. They were five sessions in. Brenda sashayed into the office ahead of her husband, a stunning vision of platinum blonde hair and a body that defied gravity. Her original complaints had been about Tom's lack of ambition and emotional distance. Now, Brenda's ambitions rarely extended beyond choosing the right shade of lipstick to match her nails, and her emotional state was a near-constant state of bubbly, vapid bliss. Her transformation was nearly complete. She wore a hot pink minidress that looked like it had been painted on, clinging to an exaggerated hourglass figure. Her tits were enormous, a set of jiggling GG cups that jutted forward with the firmness of youth, and her ass was a perfect, bubbled peach that strained the Lycra of her dress with every step. Her IQ had plummeted, replaced with a cheerful, ditzy eagerness to please and be pleased.
Tom, her husband, had undergone a subtler, yet no less profound, transformation. The once paunchy, soft-spoken office guy was now a veritable adonis. His arms were corded with muscle, his chest a broad, solid plane, and his jaw was square and determined. He was a himbo in the making. His emotional distance had been replaced by a simple, protective possessiveness, and his lack of ambition had been refocused into a singular goal: keeping his bimbofied wife happy and, more often than not, deeply impaled on his cock. The transformation had, of course, affected his own body. His own package was now a formidable sight, a thick, eight-inch bulge even when soft, that he made no attempt to hide in his tight jeans.
"Dr. D!" Brenda squealed, flinging herself onto the loveseat opposite Charles' desk. Her huge tits bounced with the motion, threatening to spill out of her dress's plunging neckline. "I am, like, having the bestest day!"
"I can see that, Brenda," Charles said, his smile never faltering. He felt the familiar pull, the ambient sexual energy that rolled off her in waves. It was stronger now, more potent. "And Tom, you're looking well."
Tom grunted, settling into an armchair. His eyes were fixed on his wife's legs. "Yeah. Been gettin' swole."
"Tom has been, like, sooo strong lately," Brenda gushed, crossing and uncrossing her legs. The motion was a slow, deliberate tease. "He, like, carried all the groceries in. All by himself! With, like, one trip! My pussy got all tingly just watching him."
Charles felt a jolt of energy, richer and more potent than what he'd siphoned from Lisa. The transformation was more advanced, the energies less muted by lingering anxieties. He took a longer, deeper drink. The warmth spread through him faster, a delicious heat that settled in his groin. His ten inches throbbed, a slow, heavy beat against the confines of his underwear. His pants, already a little snug, now felt tight, a pleasurable pressure against the sensitive head of his cock. He had to fight the urge to adjust himself in front of them.
"And how did that make you feel, Tom? Being so strong for Brenda?" Charles prompted, his voice a smooth, hypnotic balm. Tom's gaze dragged away from his wife's thighs and met Charles's. There was a simple, honest pride in his eyes.
"Good. Real good. Like I was… supposed to be like this."
"And you, Brenda?" Charles turned back to the blonde bombshell.
"When Tom is strong for you, what does that make you want to do?"
A vacant, blissful smile spread across Brenda's face. "It makes me wanna… like… thank him. With my mouth. Or my titties. Or my pussy." She said the words with the cheerful simplicity of a child naming her favorite ice cream flavors. "He just feels so big and hard and it makes my little pussy all wet and gooey."
The admission hung in the air, thick and sweet. Charles could practically smell her arousal. It was intoxicating. He fed on it, feeling the energy course through him, strengthening him, reshaping him. He felt another seam in his jacket straining, this one across his back. His deltoids were definitely bigger. The soft bookishness of his appearance was gaining a harder, more potent edge. The fabric of his trousers, now under serious pressure from his engorging cock, scraped against the sensitive glans with every tiny shift of his body, a constant, tantalizing friction.
"This connection you're feeling is wonderful," Charles said, his own voice a fraction deeper than it had been that morning. "It's about recognizing each other's roles. Tom provides strength and security. Brenda, you provide beauty and pleasure. It's a perfect, primal exchange."
"Primal exchange," Tom repeated, testing the words. He liked the sound of it. It made sense. It was simple. It was right.
"Exactly," Charles purred, leaning forward slightly. The movement caused a button on his waistcoat to pull, the thread groaning in protest.
"Now, I want you both to close your eyes. Brenda, I want you to focus on the feeling of Tom's strength. Imagine it surrounding you, a shield against all the bad, boring thoughts."
Brenda's eyelids fluttered shut. A soft, happy sigh escaped her lips. "Mmmmm. No more boring thoughts."
"And Tom," Charles continued, his power flowing into the room, a warm, invisible current. "Focus on Brenda's pleasure. It's your reward. Your purpose. Feel the heat from her body, the eagerness in her touch. It's all for you."
Tom's breathing deepened. A visible bulge began to swell in his jeans, growing, pressing against the thick denim. The energy between the couple was now a palpable thing, a feedback loop of burgeoning lust and devotion. Charles drank deeply. It was a heady vintage, pure and uncut. The heat in his own groin became an inferno. His cock, now fully and achingly hard, pressed insistently against his zipper. He felt a pressure in his chest, not of emotion, but of physical expansion. His pectorals were swelling, pressing against the fine cotton of his shirt. He felt broader, denser. More… real.
A faint tearing sound made Charles's eyes snap open. It wasn't from him. A seam on Brenda's dress, high on her hip, had given way. The pink Lycra split with a soft hiss, revealing a sliver of tanned, flawless skin and the strap of a minuscule thong. She didn't notice. Lost in the haze of Charles' suggestion, her hips were gently rocking, a primal rhythm of anticipation.
The tear was the spark that lit the fuse. The sudden, raw exposure of flesh, combined with the pheromonal miasma Charles had cultivated, shattered the last of Tom's restraint. With a low growl, he surged to his feet, crossing the small space in two strides. He didn't speak. He simply hauled Brenda into his arms, one hand gripping the meat of her ass, the other tangling in her platinum hair.
Brenda's eyes flew open, but they weren't startled. They were wide, dark pools of pure, unadulterated need. "Oh, Tommy," she breathed, her voice a husky whisper. "You're so… strong."
He crushed his mouth to hers, a kiss that was all possession and hunger. Charles watched, feeding on the explosive burst of energy. It was a geyser, a waterfall of pure sexual force pouring into him. The power was immense, intoxicating. He felt it flooding every cell of his being, accelerating his own transformation.
SNAP
The sound was sharp, loud in the quiet office. One of the buttons on Charles's waistcoat had finally given up the ghost, pinging off the wooden front of his desk. The sudden release of pressure allowed his chest to expand fully. His shirt, suddenly too tight, gaped open, revealing a chest that was no longer merely bookish, but sculpted, dusted with a few stray, dark hairs. The skin felt hot, stretched over newly formed muscle. His own breathing hitched. He could feel the fabric of his shirt straining across his broadening lats, the sleeves pulling tight around biceps that had swollen with a new, dense power. Mark and Lisa were completely oblivious to the change in their therapist, their entire world narrowed to each other. Tom's hands roamed over Brenda's body, squeezing the impossible curve of her ass, palming the heavy weight of her tits as they pushed out further into his chest. The dress was a lost cause, another seam ripping along the side as he manhandled her.
"Wanna fuck you," Tom grunted against her neck.
"Yessss," Brenda hissed, writhing against him. "Wanna feel your big, hard cock stretching my little pussy out."
The raw, explicit words were a direct injection of energy. Charles felt it hit him like a shot of pure adrenaline. His own cock, a rigid bar of iron trapped in his trousers, gave a powerful throb. The pressure was immense, painful in the most exquisite way. The seam along his inner thigh began to groan, the threads straining. Professionalism. He had to maintain professionalism. This was a breakthrough, a positive expression of their connection. But the incubus within him roared, a beast scenting blood. He needed to get them out. Now.
"I think… we've made significant progress today," Charles managed to say, his voice a strained baritone. He stood up, the motion a monumental effort. The shift in position put new pressure on his straining pants.
Riiiip
A long, tear opened from groin to mid-thigh. The cool air of the office on the overheated skin of his leg was a shock. His cock, now impossibly swollen, fought for freedom, the head of it peaking out from the torn fabric of his boxers and the ragged opening of his trousers. It was angry, purple, and already drooling precum.
"Remember what we discussed about channeling this new energy constructively," Charles said, his words aimed at the couple but mostly a mantra for himself. He kept his desk strategically between them and him. "Your home is the appropriate venue for this level of… expression. I'll see you next week."
Tom, with Brenda still wrapped around him like a second skin, seemed to barely hear. He gave a curt, dismissive nod, his focus entirely on the woman in his arms. He palmed the heavy swell of her ass with his large hand as he lifted, groped, and guided her out the door with him. Every step she took with her wide hipped saunter was a shadow away from sending her swelling tits out of her top. Brenda's giggle trailed behind them, followed by the click of the door shutting.
Silence.
Charles slumped back into his chair, the leather groaning under his new weight. He was sweating, his shirt sticking to him, the damp fabric highlighting the new contours of his chest and abs. He looked down. The destruction was impressive. His trousers were shredded. His cock, finally free of its prison, stood up from his lap, a magnificent, terrifying column of flesh. It had to be fourteen, maybe fifteen inches long now, and as thick as his wrist. His balls, heavy and swollen, rested on the torn fabric of his pants, looking like a pair of ripe lemons. The sheer, raw power thrumming through him was dizzying. He'd overindulged. He'd feasted. And now, he was paying the price. Leaning over he paged his secretary to come in.
He'd specifically chosen Margret for her older, frumpier appearance to help stifle his tendencies. As she walked in the door her outdated and bland office attire hung from her aging frame.
"Did you need something Dr. Davenport?" she asked plainly. His form not concealed but not made aware to her senses as magic and pheromones flooded her.
"Yes. I'm afraid we're going to need to take a long lunch today," he said a bit begrudgingly.
"We, sir?" Margret asked perplexed as she unconsciously thrust her once modest chest out, causing the buttons to strain and her bra to pinch.
"Unfortunately I overdid it and we need to... work through lunch. And after we're done I need you to put out an ad for a secretary," he stood up allowing his enhanced form and demonic cock to be presented. "I'm terribly sorry. You were really good at your job but I'm afraid after this you'll be quite changed."
POP POP
Two buttons launched across the room yet Margret seemed unphased. A vast swell of youthful and overly round tit swelled through the opening. Her bobbed hair had lengthened down her shoulders and was bleaching from the tips a bright peroxide blonde. "I don't really get it doctor. I seem to be distracting you with my big tits. Would you like me to wrap them around you cock?"
His cock twitched and drooled on his desk at being acknowledged. "I think that would be a good start Margret."
A smile spread across her plump lips as she locked onto his rod. "Like, call me Maggie sir. Maggie's got real big titties," she giggled as she bounced causing her bra to finally snap. Fat jiggling tit meat swelled through the gap in her top with a whole nipple breaking free.
"That you do Maggie. That you do. Now get over here you bimbo."
That was all she needed and she was instantly on her knees worshiping and smothering his cock.
"I work entirely too hard," he moaned as Maggie took him into her soft mouth.