POSSESSIONS: "Lara" Part 1

Wow.  The last time I said that I would try to post more regularly, and, instead, I wound up posing nothing for months.  My apologies.  In the meantime, many things have been going on, including my posts to my Revenge blog.  But then, the other day, I took an old idea I had for a Possessions story in the back of my mind and put it down on the keyboard.  "Lara" is the result and it is far from finished.  This is just the first installment.  Please let me know what you think of the idea.

As always, remember that this is a first draft.

POSSESSIONS:
Lara

Part 1

by

Shadowmuse Blown

Lara knocked on the door of the Westchester country estate.  Never had she anticipated that she’d have such a grand or luxurious home to stay in when she had applied for the foreign exchange program back in Germany.  She came from a typical middle-class home and certainly wasn’t used to the grandeur of such a place.

A girl in her 30s answered.   Lara was struck by how beautiful the blonde was and how outrageous her figure was.  She had never seen someone with such wide hips and huge thighs while retaining such a tiny waist—far narrower than Lara’s own 26” waist.  To top that, the girl had a humongous chest with boobs easily the size of her own head.  She was dressed in form-fitting black jeans—though how she managed to find jeans that would fit those crazy proportions Lara couldn’t guess—and a cropped deep-scoop pink top that showed off what little of her abdomen could be seen behind those monster tits of hers.  Hi-top sneakers completed her look.

“You must be Lara!” the blonde said with a big smile, looking over the new arrival. 

Lara was only 5’2” to the blonde’s half foot extra height.  She was gorgeous, the blonde noted, with shoulder-length shiny black hair and super wide-set bright green eyes.  Full cheeks, a slightly wide bridge to her nose, well-formed plump lips and even a dimple in her chin which was set in a wide jawline, made up her features.  She had a few curves with a 36C chest, a 26 inch waist and pair of 38 hips. 

“Come in!  I’m Emma.  Where are you from?”

Lara picked up her single suitcase and brought it inside.  

“Deutschland,” Lara replied, and then added: “Germany,” in case the American didn’t understand. 

“Oh, wow,” Emma replied as the entered the house, “you barely have any accent.”

There was a foyer with oak walls and an elaborate light fixture hanging from the ceiling.  She rolled her suitcase behind Emma’s massive pair of undulating butt-cheeks into a large hall that was lavishly furnished with oak paneling and beams and a huge central fireplace.  

“This is the living room,” Emma announced, passing through it and around a huge grand staircase.  On the other side of the staircase was an elevator waiting for them.  

“Your bedroom is on the sixth floor in the South Tower, which is right above us,” Emma said as she pushed the button and the doors closed behind them.  “If there’s anything you ever need, just call or text me on your cell.  My info will be on the desk in your room.  I’m Kal’s coordinator for Paradise Lost, which is the name of the estate you’re in.  Think of me as a dorm RA, but instead of handling the floor, I handle the whole estate.”

“Are there other students here, then?” Lara asked as the door opened and she again followed Emma’s monster ass down a short corridor to a white door. 

“There are, indeed,” Emma said, as she took out an antique brass key and inserted it into the old keyhole in the elaborate brass plate on the door and clicked the door open.  Turning the brass doorknob, she opened the door for Lara. 

“Violá!” she said, with a flourish, and handing Lara the big antique key.  “Your new digs.”

Inside was a beautiful banister bed with a wonderful view of the surrounding countryside through huge old windows.  Everything was antique or decked out in similar manor, from the desk to the vanity along the curved tower wall to the wardrobe and bureau.  The only thing that wasn’t Victorian-looking was the big flatscreen TV on the cherry-wood bureau.

 

“This is awesome!” Lara proclaimed, as she rolled her suitcase next to the old steamer trunk at the foot of her bed. 

“Get yourself settled in,” Emma told her.  “Lunch is downstairs in the main dining room at 1pm.  There’s a map of the residence on your desk or you can check it online at KalsParadiseLost.com.  If you need help with anything just call me.”

The first thing Lara did after Emma was gone was to call her mom and friend Inna to tell them all about the place.  She found that she could contact them on FaceTime, but couldn’t see them.  They told her that they could see her, however, and so Lara showed them pictures of her room’s elaborate bathroom and the view out the window.  

But, when she had been showing the bathroom to her friend Inna, she had noticed her reflection.  She didn’t say anything to her friend at the time, but afterwards went to check herself out. 

She was bustier.  

She was bulging a bit out of her bra.  She felt more like D cup than the C she should have been.  That was very odd!

Afterwards, she unpacked and at just before 1, she headed down to the dining room, having pulled up the layout of the house on her phone.  

She expected to find many students in the dining room, but there were only two girls sitting at one end of the long table.

“Hi, I’m Lara,” she said, introducing herself.  The two beautiful girls told her their names—Persefani and Shona—and soon they were getting to know each other’s countries and studies and their impression of the estate and Emma.  Lara found them both delightful, and the others were surprised by the lack of other students, as well.  

“I mean,” Persefani—a stunningly gorgeous girl from Nigeria—went on, “it’s fine, but the place is so big that it seems like it would have more students here.”

Emma paid them a visit afterwards and asked them if they would like a tour of the house and grounds to which all three said yes. 

The tour had been a blast and Emma told them that they basically had free reign of the house except the second and third floors, which were Kal’s private rooms.  She also told them that Kal would like to meet for dinner and entertainment each night for the next three nights to get to know them on a one on one basis.  If Lara didn’t mind, he would start with her for dinner in the private dining room on the second floor at seven.  The others would be served dinner in the main dining room at seven, as well.  She knew it was Friday and that their classes didn’t start till Monday, so if they needed to go into town, they had a private car they could use anytime by calling a number and making a reservation.  Otherwise, they had free time for the weekend. 

Lara wore a nice blue dress for dinner with a scoop neck and cut at just above the knee and low heels.  She figured she should dress nicely for her benefactor. 

The only way to the second floor was to take the elevator to the first and walk up the grand staircase.  The elevator did not stop at the second or third floors. 

She made her way down a wide corridor and found the door open to the private dining room.  As she stepped inside, a door opened on the far end and a young man of, say, 30 came into the room.  

“Lara!” he called.  “So good to meet you!”

He was incredibly good looking and fit.  He was dressed in a button down shirt and nice jeans, and very sharp shoes.  As he drew closer Lara noticed two things: one, his expensive watch and that she was very very taken with him.  

He took her two hands in his, which sent a thrill up her spine. 

“All settled in?” he asked with a smile.  “Everything to your liking?”

“Are you kidding!” Lara grinned.  “This place is wonderful!  Thanks so much for so sponsoring me!”

She felt an overwhelming desire to kiss him.  He was just so incredibly attractive.  

“Not at all!” he replied, and gestured toward the table where hot soup awaited them.  “Please, sit and let’s get to know each other.”

This dining room was much smaller than the one downstairs which had a table that could literally seat dozens.  This table was had ten place settings, but only two were waiting with with food and drink. 

Dinner was delicious and they seemed to talk about everything.  To Lara it went by in a whirlwind with most of her attention being on how incredibly attractive Kal was and how much she wanted to make out with him. 

After dinner, they retired to what Kal referred to as the lounge, which apparently doubled as a small theater as there was an enormous TV screen to one side.  They sat together on a small leather couch where they faced each other and just looked at each other for a while.  

Then, without talking they moved inward at the same time and before she knew what was going on, she was kissing him and kissing him.  Soon her hands were in his hair and he held her head in his as the kissing became more and more passionate.  

They went at it like this for a while when Lara became aware that her chest hurt.   She glanced down to see her breasts swollen beyond believe: bulging over the top of the scoop neck cut out of the dress.  

“Mein Gott!” she gasped and stared at her enormous G cups which threatened to bust open her little C cup bra.  “What is going on!”

“You look incredible,” Kal told her.  

“What?” she asked. “You like this?”

“You look amazing,” he said.  “It’s part of what you signed up for.”

“What?” she was totally confused.  

“When you volunteered to do lab testing for money,” he said. 

“What are you talking about?” she asked.  

“Do you remember signing up for that?” he asked.  

“Yeah,” she replied.  “Being a Guinea pig for some lab testing, yeah.  It seemed like a good way to make some extra money.”

“When you stopped at the lab on the way up here,” he said.  “That’s when the tests were done.”  

“No,” she replied, holding her own head in confusion.  “I just filled out some paper work.”

“And then had the tests done.  Do you remember suddenly waking up on the couch in the waiting room?” he asked. 

“Yeah,” she replied.  “But, I must’ve gotten sleepy while doing the paperwork and just fell asleep there.”

“No, you had undergone testing which required you to be put to sleep.  Afterwards, they brought you out to the couch until you woke up,” he explained.  

“I don’t remember that,” she said.  

“It’s a side effect of the treatment,” he lied.  “They should have told you.  They were supposed to tell you everything that had transpired so that it wouldn’t be a shock.”

“And what did they do?”  Lara asked.  

“You were given some biogenetic drugs to experiment on breast growth,” he lied.  

In reality, Lara had come in to have some brain scans done as part of her “Guinea pig tests”. Kal’s people had then downloaded her memories into a clone of Lara that they had prepared for the last year.  The real Lara then left and headed off to her real foreign exchange family and the clone had been brought here, thinking she was the real Lara.  This clone had been engineered so that her breasts could swell to incredible sizes, but it had also had had small pressurized cylinders implanted in her breasts so that Kal could expand her breasts with air to incredible dimensions. 

“Oh my…” Lara said.  

“It seems to have worked extraordinarily well,” Kal said, covering up the urge to laugh.  “You look spectacular.”

“Do you really think so?” she asked.  It seemed really important to Lara that he like what had just happened to her.  

“May I?” he asked, and reached out, tentatively with his fingertips.

“Please,” she said, and Kal put his hand on her swollen chest and felt the “give” when he pressed in on them.  It was incredible—she had living balloons for breasts.  

He noticed that she was wearing a front-closure bra and opened it to let her now inflated breasts bounce free.  

“That’s so hot,” he told her, checking out her perfectly round bosoms bobbling before him.  He reached again to molder them as he kissed her deeply again and she lost herself in his luscious kisses. 

As she opened his pants, Mal pressed a button on the remote on the table behind the couch.  It activated the cylinder and more compressed gas was expressed into Lara’s already swollen breasts.  

She would get very big tonight. 

"I'll Get Big For Christmas" Part 6

My apologies as to the extremely long wait between posts.  I've just been far too busy and stressed with exams and a loved one passing away.  I'll try to get to posting something here on a more regular routine.

As always, remember that this is a first draft.

I'll Get Big For Christmas

Part 6
"Pumping Teddy"

by

Shadowmuse Blown

He just kept pushing his insanely swollen member down her throat, and yet, she could still breathe.  While frightening, the whole thing was also rather erotic: she was helpless but to accept his massive tool, and he was so big!

Alan grabbed her head as he forced his enormous wood down her overstretched throat.  The wide-eyed look on her face and her mouth stretched super-wide was nearly enough to push him over the edge, but the feeling of sliding past each of her ribbed esophagus rings was what was actually driving him closer to losing it.

Suddenly, he felt something impede his progress.  Was it the lower esophageal sphincter, the valve that lead into the stomach?  If so, pressing through it would mean entering her belly.  Would the acid in her stomach burn him?  He decided not to find out, but instead began to pump his mighty organ in and out of her esophagus.

Now Teddy really felt like she was being skewered as Alan rammed his mighty bludgeon in and out of her throat.  She knew he was getting closer and closer to cumming as his moans grew deeper and louder and his fingers clutched her head tighter and tighter.

She began to pump her clitoris between her giant gourds, in response.  He was so big and for some reason, the feeling of helplessness was arousing as she waited for the torrent of semen that she knew would gush from his firehose.

Alan could feel her Brobdingnagian balloons move beneath him as he pumped Teddy's food tube.  She must be fucking her own tits, he figured, and the thought further excited him until finally he could take it no more.

She’s so big!

She looked so hot!

And to watch himself drive his ridiculously enormous cock of his in and out of her throat was so erotic that his orgasm came up fast and before he knew it, he was screaming from pleasure as his monster prong exploded deep inside her esophagus and blasted thick, heavy jets of cum down into her belly.

Teddy felt his shaft surge in size so that it felt like he was going to rip her throat open from the increase in girth.  She felt each jet as it rocketed its way down his hyper-sized shaft and felt its hot load fill her belly.

He came and came deep down her food pipe, filling her stomach with his sizzling cream.  The thought that she was just a receptacle for his cum drove her wild with lust and she quickened her pace as she fucked her own mega-tits until her hips were in a frenzy.  She felt her orgasm build even as Alan continued to fill her tummy with an overabundance of salty jizz.  She watched his face disappear behind a cloud of red dots, and when her whole world was a red haze, her clitoris detonated far between her super spheres and she bucked uncontrollably as she came and came, her cries muffled by his oversized cannon.

After pumping a good thirty loads into Teddy's stomach, Alan's orgasm began to wane and he soon withdrew his weapon of mass explosion, stepping back away from Teddy in order to pull its entire length from her throat.

He clambered down off of the mattress to witness Teddy's perpetual orgasms.

How long would she cum like that, he wondered?

Her areolae & nipples had apparently stopped expanding after he'd stopped playing with them, but were now, once again inflating.  This time, though, her areolae weren't growing more bumps, but were simply expanding.  If anything, the bumps seemed to be slowly flattening out as each areola filled out from within.  He thought that perhaps he could see a greater size in her breasts as well.  She was a kneeling figure between balloons: leaning onto a giant pair of breasts and having another giant pair of buttocks, behind her.  The Mr. Universe on hyper-steroid muscles were gone, he realized, suddenly.  They were replaced by beautifully toned muscles in her arms and back and legs, but the oversized Incredible Hulk muscles were pleasantly gone.

They said that when she comes, her boobs expand at ten times the previous rate.  If her earlier rate was 8,000ccs an hour, that means she's growing at the rate of eighty thousand ccs an hour right now!

His hyper-swollen cock had diminished somewhat after his orgasm, which had re-inflated his gigantic balls, but now, as he watched Teddy pump herself to an endless orgasm—her stupendous stegosaurs bulging with each off her own thrusts from within—his once softening stick grew into a hard behemoth once more.  It seemed to Alan to be some symbiotic snake attached to him at his groin, but he could feel it ache and throb and he knew he had to have Teddy with his gargantuan missile.

But would her vagina fit him?

Somehow, he knew it would.

Immediately, he climbed atop the bed with the use of a well-placed footstool and knelt behind Teddy's gigantic dual balloon-ass.  Watching her impossibly swollen buns bob back and forth and up and down drove him so crazy with lust that his cockhead was a deep scarlet and pre-cum oozed freely from its tip.

She was kneeling with her legs splayed, somewhat, so that he figured he would have fairly easy access to enter her.

He approached her on his own knees and slipped his enormous battering ram beneath her reciprocating derriere.

She was stroking her clit at a fairly slow pace, so he had some hope that he'd manage to get inside her.   Her butt cheeks felt delicious as they glided across the top of his inflamed bulb and he placed a hand atop each of her incredibly swollen balloon-like buttocks.  They were so firm and round and big!  Each was far larger and more spherical than Teddy had been before all this nonsense started on Christmas Eve.  They were easily the size of twin medicine balls and they excited him tremendously.

He looked up at the monitor that showed her vaginal opening from behind and used it to aim his cock at her vulva, whose lips were wide open due to the projection of Teddy's insane clitoral shaft.

This is crazy, Alan realized.  His own cockhead was five inches wide on a shaft of four inches wide which equaled the width of her monster clitoral shaft.  Just how long is her clit now! he wondered.

Her ass cheeks were so damn huge and firm that there would have been no way that he could have reached her inner lips, much less enter her, had his cock not been a foot and a half long.  Would he fit?  He was sure that they would have made sure that he could.  But how much of his length could she accommodate?

The question was academic at the moment as it took twelve inches just to reach her inner lips.

He watched her gaping hole on the monitor, dripping profusely with vaginal excretions.  It felt so good as his throbbing dome nestled up against her entrance and he heard her moan in response.  He reached her inner lips when she was at the forward most motion of a stroke.  As she backed-up, her tunnel engulfed him fairly easily and he gasped to feel her slick, velvety deliciousness devour him.

Teddy cried out in delight as his massive bulb passed her inner lips, and Alan moaned deeply as he sank into her warm, wet goodness.  His massive boner was just long enough to allow his entire head to enter her and to feel her vaginal muscles grip his sensitive collar surrounding his dome.  He felt her pause her strokes for a moment as she tried to back up as far as she could to take as much of his teeming missile as possible, but she could only manage a few more millimeters of travel.  After a few moments, she gave up and continued her strokes, now pleasured not only by her mammoth clit sliding between her abundant flesh-balloons, but also by Alan's super-sized cockhead filling her.  She cried out with further pleasure as Alan watched her scarlet foot-long nipples suddenly burst forth with thick streams of hot milk.  It was so outrageous to watch them leap across the room and forcibly splatter the far wall.  As before, it wasn’t just one short spurt or even multiple spurts.  It was one long continuous wide stream of milk gushing and gushing and gushing from her massive bosoms as if a cork has suddenly been pulled from a champagne bottle.  The dual streams danced and splattered about crazily with each stroke she made over Alan’s super-fat cock.  Teddy tried to scream from the extreme pleasure that was ripping through her body, but she had long since lost her voice.

Alan hung on to Teddy's outrageously swollen ass-cheeks as she pumped herself over his hyper-excited cockhead.  Each time she moved forward off his shaft, he watched as her body pressed into her bloated mountains, forcing them out to the sides.  At the same time, her unseen sledgehammer clitoris was forced deeply into her endless cleavage, resulting in a massive bulge at the top of her giant planets, as well.

Teddy came and came and Alan drew closer and closer to losing it, his fingers digging deep into her swollen ass cheeks.

On another monitor he watched her areolae balloon outward even as her nipples blasted pint after pint of milk against the far wall, ten feet way.

Her areolae still only had a twelve inch base from where they sprouted from her breasts, but they had now swollen into spheres. Sixteen inches wide, their tremendous internal pressure having flattened out all of the crinkles and bumps until their surfaces were super smooth.

It was all too much: everything he found sexually arousing to the tenth power.  He drew close to orgasm rapidly and then burst inside her, pumping her luscious box full of cum.  He gushed and gushed until his semen poured out of her depths to splatter on the mattress and their legs.  And still he came and came, seemingly endlessly filling her.

His orgasm raged for minutes as he tried to shove his bloated member further into her overstretched canal.  As he emptied himself into her lusciousness he could feel her mighty ass as it slowly shrank beneath his grip.

After pumping her hard for three minutes, his cum lessened and his orgasm finally wound down.  He withdrew from her—lessening her shaking somewhat—exhausted and amazed as she continued to spew milk against the wall as she came in a mindboggling eternal orgasm.  With his testicles slowly re-inflating as his hard-on diminished, he clambered off the mattress that was soaked through and through with cum and vaginal fluid.

He studied her as she continued to shake like a leaf and pump herself betwixt her mighty blimps.

How long should he let her cum?  Or, more to the point, could he get her to stop?

He had separated her huge breasts last time, so that her massive clit had nothing to excite itself against, but he figured that she had swollen far too large for him to be able to move those mammoths now.

There was a smaller monitor in the corner which was hooked up to laser measuring devices.  It posted a readout of her current estimated bustsize in volume and read over 92,300ccs .

She came and came and poor Alan felt helpless to interfere.  As the minutes ticked by, her breasts grew and grew.  He had tried yelling at her, pulling at her arms, even throwing a glass of water on her, but to no avail.  As her breasts passed the 100,000cc mark, they had swollen to twenty-three inches across, each, not counting her severely bloated areolae, which were so large that they seemed more like round balloons attached to the front of her breasts with those sinful ten inch long nipples sprouting from their fronts.  In the meantime, her posterior continued to shrink.

Alan's cock was aching from mad desire, his member iron hard and now swollen to a full 19 inches and streaming a constant waterfall of precum.

Should he attempt to pull those mighty whales apart?  If he succeeded, his worry was that if he managed to pull one of her stupendous dirigibles to one side, it might fall off the fairly narrow mattress and pull Teddy to the floor.  He didn't want her to get injured.  But in the end, he decided that he had to chance it.  He had to try to separate those gargantuan boulders so that her clitoris had nothing to stroke against.

Standing before her colossal flesh tanks he became transfixed by not only their insane size, but by their bulging, caused by Teddy's monstrous clitoris pumping her own cleavage and creating the impression that these hyper-voluminous orbs were not just appendages, but individual living organisms of their own right.  They seemed to be breathing and moving of their own accord, as they bulged and undulated with each stroke of Teddy's massive clitoral piston.  As he watched, he stepped closer until the swollen head of his gigantic member began to press into Teddy's impossible cleavage.

Alan gasped at the sensation and suddenly found himself driving his enormous prong in between her fantasy bosoms as far as he could.  His hyper-cock angled upward as he drove it in between her soft and heavy flesh and collided with something hard and very wet.  He wrapped his arms under and around the titanic areolas that projected outward on either side of him and squeezed them tightly with his arms, causing Teddy—who was already constantly trying to scream in a non-stop, soundless pantomime—to jerk and flail her arms about as if electrocuted.

Alan began to stroke his enormous bludgeon betwixt her capacious cleavage, ramming his thick sword against her clitoral shaft again and again.  This seemed to reinvigorate Teddy's orgasms even further and her body was soon bucking as if receiving heavy blows from an unseen giant.  She began to drive her super clit into her vast cleavage with renewed ferocity.  With each thrust, Alan’s battering ram would drive underneath it, forcing her impossibly swollen sex organ upwards until Alan could see her ridiculously swollen clitoris begin to emerge at the top of her twin mountains of lust.

Its sheer size shocked and excited Alan as he watched more and more of her Herculean Lust Bulb become visible above her cleavage with each thrust.  Alan's eyes went wide as he realized her clit was now the size of a soccer ball and apparently still swelling and distending, its surface seemingly crawling with active wrinkles and oozing vaginal fluids.  The spectacle was too much for him and his rocket exploded once more, blasting his hot wax skyward and splattering the ceiling tiles.

Fucking Teddy’s titanic taters had not been in the game plan, but he couldn’t help himself as he pounded her super-swollen balloons, mercilessly.

Alan wasn't sure how much time had passed, but as Teddy's clitoris had continued to expand, he continued to try to force it up and out of her cleavage, even long after his own orgasms had abated.  Eventually, her godlike organ had grown so immense and long that her entire clit—now nearly the size of a basketball—had risen above her twin Jupiters to stand fully above her fantasy Zeppelins.  That was when Alan stopped and kept his humongous phallus propped under her telephone-pole-like organ.

Teddy let out a soundless wail as her mega-clit suddenly received no more stimulation.  As she tried to withdraw her gargantuan love button, Alan's cockhead pressed against the underside of her bulbous organ and would not allow her to pull her impossibly-sized clitoris back into her cleavage.  Then, she twisted her torso and hips in an effort to get some friction against her bulb, but to no avail.  She grew more and more agitated as she tried to wiggle or bounce her way to some sort of stimulation, but soon her orgasm wound down, and as her body regained its non-orgasmic state, her vision cleared and her sense of self returned.

As Teddy became aware that the oblong basketball-sized monstrosity projecting up through her hippopotomic udders was her own clitoris, a look of shock and horror came over her features.

"Alan!" she cried in a hoarse whisper.  "Oh Alan!  Is that me?!"  Tears burst forth from her eyes.  "Oh no!  Oh no!  Oh no, please say that that thing isn't me!"

Alan sighed , letting go of her fantastically blown areolae and pulling his flesh truncheon down back through her elephantine cleavage.

"I'm so sorry, sweetie," he said to her, even as her ballooned mutated sex organ rippled and surged in size as it sought interaction.  It was so ludicrously enormous as it sat there throbbing, projected high above her bloated balloons.

"Don't be sorry!" the head nurse, Wendy, said as she entered the room with a trio of aids following.  "It's just an experiment and it's not permanent.  Enjoy it while you can!"

The buxom aid who was Alan's attendant gave him a bathrobe, although his monster cock still stuck straight out of it at nearly full mast.

"Let's get you out of here until your phallus can be covered up," she said quietly to him.  "We don't want Teddy getting excited again quite yet."

He nodded and the two slipped out of the lab.

"Enjoy that?" Teddy exclaimed, with repugnance of the bizarre appendage that throbbed and oozed and dripped before her eyes.

"Well, of course!" Wendy cried.  "It's your clitoris, girl, and it's designed to offer you the most intense sexual experiences on the planet!"

Teddy considered the otherworldly bludgeon, and after a moment, tentatively reached out with her index finger to ever-so-lightly touch the hideous bulb.

"OOOOoooooooohhhhhhhh..." she moaned, as her finger brushed against her super love bud.  The surface of the mutant-clit seemed to ripple in waves centered on where Teddy had touched it for the briefest moment.

"Now," Wendy instructed, "put your whole hand against it."

Slowly, Teddy placed her palm against the pulsing creation.

"OHHHH!!!" she cried out, her whole body jerking from the deliciously intense sensation.

"Good!" Wendy said.  "Now pull it back down into your cleavage."

Teddy realized that she had her groin shoved up tight against her insanely blown bosoms.  She pulled her hips back and watched her fantasy-basketball-clit descend.

As it was engulfed by her soft breast flesh, she let out a hoarse cry of delirious relief.  She let it drop until it was totally swallowed by her hyper-swollen fleshtanks.

Teddy looked at Wendy with wide open eyes of disbelief.  The nirvana she was feeling was indescribable and her whole body trembled.

Wendy grinned.

"You'd never need a vibrator again," she said.

"It's more erotic than it was before!" Teddy exclaimed, hoarsely.

"You mean just before you came just now?"

Teddy nodded, trying to keep her amazing love organ still for a while to catch her breath.  “Yeah, when it first went into my cleavage, earlier.”

"The bigger your clit gets, the more nerve endings are generated," Wendy explained.  "It feels better because it is better!"

"Shit..." Teddy sighed, shuddering with delight as her mega-clit diminished in size creating drag on her clit in her snug cleavage.

"You hungry?" Wendy asked.

"Starving!" Teddy exclaimed.

"That's because your body wants to replace the milk you purged during your orgasms," Wendy said.  "Let's fill you up."

Wendy nodded to one of the nurses, who moved to a phone, apparently to order lunch for Teddy.

Teddy was looking forward to another yummy meal like breakfast had been.  She looked at the monitors while she waited.

"I've never seen my ass look so small!" Teddy exclaimed.  "It looks great, but where'd it all go?"

Wendy laughed.

"Your boobs!" she replied.  "You're over 150,000ccs in each breast."

Indeed, each breast now measure over twenty-six inches in diameter.

“Shit,” Teddy exclaimed as you looked at the sheer enormity of her amazing bosoms.  As her body calmed down in its post-orgasmic state, her nipples shrank as well as her super-pumped areolae, now no longer looking ready to burst from internal pressure.  She took some comfort that the experiment was over, however.  Her buns were down to a nice round form, perhaps about the same size as Pebblz Da Model, so there was a bit more there that could be used to increase the size of her hulking breasts, but really, she knew, it was a drop in the bucket next to the insane size her bosoms had already attained.  She studied her new ass and tits on various monitors until Wendy spoke.

“Open your mouth, please,” she instructed.

“Huh?”  Teddy looked up to see that a chrome tube had descended from the ceiling.  It was about an inch and a half in diameter and had a strange pattern on it as if it were made of many thin pieces of metal wound one leaf upon the other.  The end of the tube was hollow and also bore a small chrome nub at the top and bottom of the opening.

“We’d like you to take a drink from this tube,” Wendy said.  “It’s a delicious blend of high-energy nutrients.  Place your mouth over the end of the tube and apply suction to draw down the fluid.”

“Well,” Teddy said, “that’s novel.”  She opened her mouth and allowed it to enter.

“Make sure the small nubs are behind your teeth or the nutrients won’t flow,” Wendy said.

“Okay,” Teddy complied and began to suck on the metal tube.

Instantly, the tube enlarged, forcing her mouth open painfully wide.

Panicked, Teddy tried to withdraw her head, but found that the chrome nubs made it impossible for her to pull away as they were stuck behind her teeth.  She felt a nurse place her hands on either side of her head at the hinge point for her jaw and felt something click.  Then she felt her jaw pop open super wide, allowing the horrible chrome tube to dilate further and further.  Her eyes caught a monitor showing her face and she realized with numbing fear that the tube had opened up to a width of over five inches.

She tried to scream, but had no voice.  As she clutched at the tube with her hands, trying to find some way to pry it off, she heard a humming sound and then felt another tube enter her mouth from within the first.  It was only fractionally smaller and it pushed into her throat and down her esophagus.  She watched in terror on a monitor as she saw her throat distend with the snakelike appendage as it forced its way down into her stomach.  Pull and claw as she might, she could not budge the cold hard tube that was forced down into her awaiting belly.

“Bon apatite,” Wendy said, simply as a rushing sound filled the room.

In the next instant, Teddy felt the torrent as it rushed down the metal tubing into her stomach.  It entered her belly with the force of someone punching her.

Why were they doing this to her?  Why!

She looked down at Wendy with one wild eye and saw that the head nurse was looking at her with a wry smile.

“It’s a lot more efficient than having you try to swallow the amounts needed on your own,” she explained.  “Besides, you probably wouldn’t cooperate with consuming the volumes we want you to ingest.

Teddy’s eyes went wide with horror.

“How much, you’re probably wondering?” Wendy asked, and then shrugged.  “I don’t know, frankly.  This is an experiment to see just how much your belly is capable of stretching.  It may be for maybe a million cubic centimeters, possibly much more.  Our equipment is constantly scanning you to try to figure out what that maximum capacity might be.  I’m sorry, there’s a chance that we might not be able to calculate it properly and that you might rupture.  But don’t worry, it won’t be fatal, we have a team of physicians standing by, just in case.”

"I'll Get Big For Christmas" Part 5

I figured it was about time to get back to this story...

As always, please remember that this is a first draft. 

I'll Get Big For Christmas

Part 5

by

Shadowmuse Blown

Not only his cock, but his balls, too.  For the past couple of days, his balls had swollen larger and larger.  First, they had grown to the size of golf balls, then tennis balls, then whiffle balls and still they had expanded while Teddy had slept for two days after pumping all that milk.

“When are they going to stop growing?” he had asked an extremely busty nurse whose job it had been to give his testicles an ultrasound every few hours as they swelled so fast.

She had shrugged, and then smiled.  “Sorry, we’re not really sure,” she had told him.  “Not too much more, I should think.”  She would give him an ultrasound and then lightly massage his aching balls for him before unzipping her bulging uniform and wrapping her L-cup bosoms around his growing member.  She would then pump her huge breasts over his meat until he exploded, collecting samples in a beaker.  She would repeat this every four hours as Alan’s phallus and testicles continued to swell.

Finally, when his monster balls had swollen to the size of basketballs, they had told him that Teddy was waking up and he could deliver her a meal.  They outfitted him with a special harness that was basically netting that was held up by a wide belt around his waist.  His balls were far too heavy and ungainly to allow him to walk otherwise.  So suspended before him, but hidden beneath the food tray, he had entered Teddy’s room.

"Do I dare eat this?" she asked, looking at the delicious omelet, sausages and hash browns.  "I mean, who knows what drugs are in this?  They've been experimenting on me, you know."

"Actually," Alan replied, "they weren't experimenting on you, per se.  They needed to get a milk sample from you so they induced orgasm."

"But did they need to make me cum that much?" Teddy asked in exasperation.  "I mean: holy shit!"

"I think they were also interested in how much milk you would squirt, yeah," he admitted.  "But go ahead and eat before it gets cold.  They make really good food here."

Teddy tentatively forked some of the omelet and found it delicious.

"Mmmmm..." she smiled, and had some more.

"But speaking of experimenting," Alan continued, "they want to know if we'd be willing to go through a series of tests in order to see just how well some of the effects of the various compounds work that were included in the serum.  They promise to return us to whatever state we wish after the experiment is over."

"I think they’ve experimented enough on us already, don't you?" Teddy asked around a mouthful of eggs and salsa.

Alan smiled.

"Yeah," he said, "that was pretty much my initial reaction, too.  Then they sweetened the deal by offering to pay us $100,000 each for the drugs’ effects so far with an additional hundred grand if we submit to experimentation."

Teddy had stopped eating.

"Each?" she asked, quietly.

Alan nodded.

"What if something goes wrong, Alan?" Teddy asked, and resumed eating.  "What if I'm stuck with four-inch nipples the rest of my life or what if my pancreas explodes or I get cancer of the lymph system?"

Alan nodded.  "I guess it was pretty stupid getting you involved with all this in the first place."

She continued to eat the delicious meal.  "Don't blame yourself sweetie," she said, shaking her head.  "I'm a big girl.  I shoulda thought of all that, too, before I allowed you to stick me with that needle."

Alan smirked.  He felt awful.  He may have jeopardized their very lives, and for what?

Big boobs.

"Do they do a lot of genetic manipulation here?" she asked, munching on an English muffin.

He nodded.

"What's the worst thing that ever happened?" she wanted to know.

"Not too much goes wrong by the time they get to applying things to humans, I don't think.  It’s not like we have three-headed radioactive mutants running through the halls."

It was Teddy's turn to smirk.

"How long will the experiments last?" she asked.

"Could be days or weeks," he replied.

"Weeks?" she asked around a mouthful of hash browns.  "Really?"

"They said they'd have you in shape for the beginning of your second semester in February."

"Huh."

"There's a disaster clause in the contract, too," he added.

"You mean if something does go wrong during their experiments," she said.

"Yeah," he replied.  "We wouldn't be able to sue them, but we'd automatically collect ten million."

She nodded as she noshed on some sausages.

"Not too helpful if you're dead or stuck with some horrible deformity or cancer or what-have-you," she pointed out.

"True," he agreed, "but I've never heard of one of their human experiments backfiring before.  They're very knowledgeable here."

"Huh..." Teddy shrugged and downed her second glass of orange juice.   "Have they figured out yet how to put everything back to normal?"

"They're doing the gene sequencing now.  They should have the results soon and have a counter serum in a few days," he said.

She looked at him for a moment, her gorgeous eyes making his already stiff member surge with renewed lust.

"A hundred thousand dollars," she said.

He nodded.

"Let's go for it," she said, simply.

He looked at her for a moment, surprised.

"Really?" he asked.

"Yeah," she nodded, "why the fuck not?  I mean, we've already been subjected to the stuff, so, if there's a negative side effect just from having the stuff in our systems, it's already too late.  Might as well make some mullah on the whole thing."

He smiled.

"But the experiments might be uncomfortable or even painful," he pointed out.

"I'm a big girl," she said, and then laughed patting her right balloon-like butt cheek.  "Literally!"

He laughed.

"Okay, then," he said, and reached down to where a clipboard had been hanging from a lower section of the cart.

Teddy pushed aside the empty dishes to make room for the contract which Alan had produced.  He read through it with her so that she understood everything and then came to the section of how she'd like to appear after the experiments were over.  Together, they filled out the paperwork to indicate that she didn't want any excessive muscles, but wanted a shapely body that was well toned: a flat stomach with a 20” waist, and 40" hips with a nice round pair of butt-cheeks.

But what size bust did she want once everything was over?

Alan looked at her while she considered.

"You can be any size you want, now, Cutie," he said.

She looked back at him and nodded.

"Yeah," she replied, softly.  "But I think I want to fill out this part in secret."

He looked at her quizzically.

"I don't understand," he replied. "You don't want me to know how big you want to wind up?"

"That's right," she said.  "I don't want you to be too disappointed with my decision.  After having my tits swollen to such mind-boggling size, I'm kinda rethinking just how big I really want to be in the real world for the rest of my life."

"Whatever you decide is fine with me, Sweetie," he said.

"Even if I want to be flatchested?" she asked.

"Do you?" he asked, surprised.

"I'm not sure," she said.  "Can I leave that part blank for a few days?"

"I'm sure," he replied.

It was then that the head nurse entered the room and asked if they'd made a decision.  She asked them to sign the experiment contract with a notation that Teddy’s final bust-size and look had yet to be determined.  The nurse assured Teddy that she could make her final decision whenever she pleased within the next week, but then they would need to know her wishes as the genetic sequencing would take some time to engineer.

Wendy pulled the cart away from Teddy and put the contract in an envelope.  Alan stepped back behind Teddy so that she wouldn't see his raging hard-on and humongous balls in his sweat pants.

"So, when will the experiment begin?" Teddy asked the nurse.  "What form will it take?"

"Basically, we want see what limits the genetic changes you've been given can be pushed to.  The best way to start is for Alan to remove his pants and show you his excited phallus.  I'll pull the blinds and leave you two alone," she said.

"You want to see how big my tits can get," Teddy said.

"That's right," Wendy replied with a smile.  "But that's not all, we want to see how big your clitoris can swell, as well as Alan's cock, too."

"I'm gonna get bigger than this?" Alan asked, gesturing at the 15" bulge and softball-sized cockhead bulging under his sweats.

Wendy winked at him and left with a big grin, the windows automatically covered with opaque blinds as she closed the door.  Several video monitors came on and angled themselves so that Teddy and Alan could see them easily.  Others dropped down from the ceiling.  As the monitors came alive, it was apparent that they were all fed from cameras aimed at Teddy from various angles.  Alan watched as a snake-like tube crawled up from under the side of the mattress to sneak in between Teddy's massive bosom and her thigh.  It must have had a camera set in its nose for Alan watched a view on one of the monitors of Teddy's extremely swollen vulva.  It bulged out from between her legs a good five inches across and projected outward at least eight inches.

Holy shit, Alan thought to himself.  That's how big her clit is at rest!  How big does it get now when she's excited?

Teddy looked at all the monitors coming on, each one aimed at a different part of her body.  She watched as another snake-camera came up and slid up and situated itself near the first, but with a different angle that offered a better view from the rear.  Cameras showed her whole body from different views and others showed close-ups of various bits, like her nipples or eyes.

Why did they bother with the shades on the windows?  She was sure a platoon of scientists was watching the same images that she were displayed before her.

Whatever, she thought.  Let them watch.  We'll put on a good show.

She looked down at her insanely swollen spheres which her torso rested against.  It was hard to believe that they could get any bigger!  75,000ccs, each!

She couldn't reach out far enough to put her hands all the way around them, not by a long shot.  These were her own breasts!   Reaching out as far as she could, her fingers could just barely feel the very edge of her foot-wide areolae.

So big.

She tried to look down and see where these monstrosities attached to her torso, and to her surprise found that it was not the same as when she was a C-cup.  These super brontosaurs took over a much greater surface area from where they sprouted from her ribcage.  She could barely see where her skin transitioned because it was so much higher.  She put her fingers up to her collar bone and felt where her mega-balloons sprouted immediately below.  She traced the curve with both hands out to the sides and could see that most of her pectoral muscles were also covered by her mutant breasts, with just her shoulders sticking out.  As she worked her way down to the sides of her ribs she realized that as she ran her fingers forward her breasts grew out directly from the far sides of her chest wall.  One moment she felt the side of her ribs, but then, where she would've expected to feel her ribs curve in, she only felt her skin smoothly transition to her gigantic breasts, curving sharply outward from the sides.  There was no cleft, or cleavage, between the front of her chest wall and her breasts.

A cold chill ran up her spine.   How far down her torso had these goliaths overtaken her body?  She ran her hands further down the side wall of her impossible flesh tanks wondering when she would be able to move her hands inward, laterally.

Finally, halfway down her abdomen she could move her hands to the front of her tummy until she could feel her belly button.  But her twin behemoths now grew outward directly above her navel.  They had taken over her entire upper torso just north of her belly-button.

"Alan," she called, quietly, in a shaking voice.  "Look at where my breasts grow out from my chest."

Alan came up alongside her and gasped.

"I feel like they're beginning to swallow me up," she said.  "What if they take over the rest of my stomach and spread to the sides of my ribs?  It's really weird."

"I don't think it'll come to that," he lied, to calm her down, for he didn't really know.  "But remember, whatever happens, they'll be able to restore us to how we want to look."

She nodded, and then sighed.

"I can't believe how big I am, Alan," she said, running her hands over her amazing girth.  "This is all really my breasts.  I can feel my hands running over them."

She shifted her torso left and right and realized that she could only move a few inches before her vast bosoms hindered her from moving further.

"They're gargantuan and they're so heavy!" she exclaimed.

"And they're still growing as we speak," Alan said.  "They said you were now growing by around 8,000ccs an hour.  You're just so big that we don't really see you expanding before our eyes."

"Fuck..." she gasped.  "And check out my areolas and nipples!" she exclaimed, indicating a monitor that had a close-up of them.  "It's hard to believe that's me!"

Alan stepped over to get a better look at Teddy's hyper-morphed balloons.  Her areolae were enormous foot-wide disks swollen in the center to a height of nearly six inches where her four-inch-wide by four-inch-high nipples sprouted.

Alan reached out and stroked the closer light pink mound near its edge.  It was soft and velvety.

"Ooooooohhhhh..." Teddy cooed at his touch.

Immediately, Alan could see the skin begin to crinkle where his index finger had been and little bumps rise in his finger's wake.

"Ooooooohhhh..." Teddy cooed at his touch.  "Oh honey, that feels so damn good..."

Alan continued to run his index finger across Teddy's vast areola, moving to tease her other breast, as well, and adding additional fingers.  He soon had her moaning in bliss, her massive areolae's landscape quickly filling up with wrinkles and tubercles.  He cast a glance at the monitor which showed her swollen vulva and noted that her outer lips were beginning to part to reveal the insane clitoris beneath as it began to swell with excitement.

Soon, Alan was running his full palms all over her mighty pink mounds, keeping away from her formidable nipples for now.  He soon ran out of soft area and had both areolae completely covered in crinkles and bumps.  As he reran his hands over these bumps he found that the action caused the creation of even more pebbled bumps to erupt from between the earlier ones and also caused the initial tubercles to swell larger.  Indeed, both of her areolae were swelling beneath his ministrations and had inflated several inches in just a couple of minutes.

Teddy howled now and trembled, clutching her vast tanks, her fingers sinking deeply into her own corpulent flesh.  Her vulva had completely parted and her monster clit's head had emerged, as big as a large apple and distending on the monitor rapidly.

"Huh..." gasped Teddy.

Alan decided to up the ante and moved on to her enormous nipples.

Teddy howled in delight in response and Alan was shocked to find each nipple swelling forward and distending several inches within a second!

Fuck! he thought with excitement.  He had worked his way to the foot of the bed where Teddy was facing, her mega-mams about eight inches from the edge of the mattress.  Alan stood a  few inches from the end of the bed, teasing her monster abundance, his cock lying on the raised mattress.  He was so big now that his length reached beneath her bloated mountains of lust to lie in the upside down valley of her cleavage.  As his lust and excitement grew, so did his raging member, swelling longer and wider even as her gigantic balloon-tits inflated ever larger.  He could now feel her flesh pressing down around his teeming shaft.

He could not believe how swollen her areolae had become and were continuing to grow at an incredible rate.  They were puffing up at the rate of about two inches a minute.  The initial tubercles had swollen to golf ball size, then tennis ball-sized and were now fast approaching the size of large grapefruits.  Golfball-sized bumps filled these and were, in return, covered by pea-sized tubercles which had pinhead-sized bumpettes atop those.  All continued to swell and their numbers grow as her areolae began to resemble bumpy balloons, themselves, they were so large.  While their diameter did not change, they continued to tumify outward, passing a foot in height and swelling wider than their twelve-inch diameter base, their nipples still four inches wide, but now projected outwards like bent cones reaching for the ceiling and being over ten inches long, themselves!  Angry, gnarly, and a deep dark pink in color, they drove Alan mad with lust as he stroked the pair of them, the tri-star indents on their tips puckering.

Alan looked at the monitor showing Teddy's vulva to see a wide shaft protruding and rising off camera.  The monitor to its right, which had shown an image of Teddy's cleavage from below, now showed the shaft aimed at her cleavage, her monster clitoris dripping with vaginal secretions, just beginning to push its way between her swollen flesh tanks.

Alan could take no more.  He pulled his aching bat of a cock from beneath her gargantuan whales and climbed up onto the end of the bed, his 18" boner pointing at Teddy's face, his monster balls pressed into her soft bosoms.

With her preoccupation with the sensation emanating from her areolae and nipples, Teddy hadn't seen Alan's enormous cock on any of the monitors.  Now its grapefruit-sized head stared at her, mere inches from her face.

"Oh, Alan!"  she cried.  "What happened to your cock!  You're so fucking huge!"

"I drank your breastmilk," he replied, “and basically got infected by the serum.”

"Holy shit!" she cried, her pupils dilating before his eyes.  "Let me suck on it, honey..."

Alan leaned into her vast pontoons, his knees sinking into her soft kegs of flesh, and pushed his enraged cockhead against her full lips.

Teddy licked the scarlet bulb's end and sucked on what little she could manage, despite opening her mouth as far as she could manage.  Yet, Alan kept pushing his mega cockhead toward her mouth as if he actually expected her to be able to swallow its insane size.

Finally, she pushed his gigantic member to one side.

"Alan!" she cried.  "Stop it!  There's no way I can take you—"

"You can!" he insisted.  "Believe me, I've seen you swallow bigger things.  Keep trying!"

Alan's member continued to swell and he was soon nearing the girth of the bologna he had seen her swallow.

Shrugging, she took hold of his brontosaur meat with both hands and tried to open her jaw as wide as she could.  Her jaw was soon aching with the effort, but as her own monster clit submerged its head within her cleavage and she felt the wonderful ecstasy of driving between her bloated Jupiters, something changed and her lust went into overdrive and suddenly she felt a snap where her jaw hinged and she was suddenly able to take his full size within her mouth!

She felt like a stovepipe was being shoved into her throat as she felt his stupendous shaft slide through her hands.  In truth, a stove pipe wasn't all that much larger than the five-inch-diameter ramrod that drove down her throat and into her esophagus.  How could this monster bludgeon fit down her throat, she wondered.  How was her esophagus able to stretch to accommodate it?  She felt like a little bug getting impaled by an enormous spike as he continued to slowly plunge his telephone-pole-like girth deep into her torso.

She caught sight of a monitor showing her deep throating him and a chill ran down her spine at the grotesque look her jaw took on in its detached state and how swollen her throat looked as with his gigantic shaft filling it.  How was she able to keep breathing?  How far would he penetrate her?  Would he enter her stomach?  Would he rupture its lining?

Something told her that she was in no danger of being torn apart by his freakish treetrunk of a cock.  If she had been mutated to take him like this, she should be able to take anything he could dish out.  She looked again at the monitor, unable to believe the sheer size of his member—and his testicles!  They were enormous!  Each was easily the size of a large grapefruit!

"I'll Get Big For Christmas" Part 4

My apologies for the long delay, but, at long last, here is the next installment of the story.  Once more, I've combined two parts from the original, to give you a longer section.  Hope you enjoy it!

Not proofed: this is a first draft.

I’ll Get Big For Christmas

Part 4

by

Shadowmuse Blown

Teddy was going through the cabinets eating ravenously. All of the cabinets had been opened and their contents emptied.  The floor was strewn with empty boxes, bags and cans. She had just flung open the last cabinet and was ripping open a box of crackers.  She then proceeded to take out the inner bag and rip it open.  Placing the open end to her mouth and holding it in place with one hand, she then pressed the end of the bag to force the entire contents into her mouth.  Her cheeks ballooned with food, and he watched in horror as her throat expanded as the whole bag's worth of crackers were shoved down her gullet in one shove as if she were a cartoon character.  In the next moment, all the crackers were gone and she had thrown the empty box and bag to the floor and had picked up a box of Oreo cookies, ripping open the box and forcing each individually wrapped roll of cookies therein down her throat.

Her eyes were totally dilated as they had been when she'd gone into her sexual frenzy earlier.  But almost more bizarre than her quick swallowing abilities was her gigantic stomach which had stretched out and distended to make her appear about 27 months pregnant!

At 26" wide and projecting forward by a similar amount, it was nearly wide as her super-swollen buttocks.  It was oddly shaped and lumpy with the bulky items she had swallowed.

Alan looked at the debris around the kitchen--recently stocked for a big family holiday which his sisters had needed as an extra place to store food—and realized the deepfreeze was open and empty, too.

Her giant mambas were well past the 11,000ccs mark and sat fat and bloated on her hyper-distended belly.  How could she possibly be able take in that much food so rapidly?  What the hell did they engineer into that demonic serum?

Her eyes were fully dilated, which made Alan believe that she was compelled to do whatever had been programmed into her genes via the serum.  He dared not make a sound, afraid to attract her attention.  Her hypertrophied clit was at full extension, rubbing up against the super-swollen underside of her Herculean belly.  Whenever she moved, causing her clit to shift beneath her growing stomach, it seemed to send erotic sensations that temporarily overwhelmed her, for he would see her hold her hands out as if steadying herself, and moan.

Between that jumbo clit and her even larger boobs, Alan found himself excited despite his revulsion at the way she consumed everything at a blinding rate, and he knew that if she should catch a glimpse of his erection, she would pursue him until she came endlessly once more.  The nightmarish thought also occurred to him that she might see him as something to eat rather than just something to fuck.  Her possessed eyes were scary enough that he didn't want to test this gruesome idea out.

Her gargantuan belly continued to distend as she rapidly emptied the contents of the last cabinet.  He wanted to stop her, but felt so powerless to do so.

As his mind scrambled for some way to get her to stop, she finished the last jar of applesauce in the cabinet, and left the empty cupboard to move on to the fridge.

Whole containers of milk and orange juice were downed in seconds.  Raw eggs were swallowed whole and a tub of butter licked out in a flash.

When she pulled out a whole length of bologna, he was met with another shock as her jaw seemed to unhinge and her mouth stretched open comically wide to swallow the entire bologna roll.  She shoved it into her mouth and he watched her throat bulge and distend as the whole thing went down in one gulp!

What was she?

Alan slowly backed out of the archway to the kitchen as Teddy—her back to him now—continued to consume everything edible within the fridge.

He couldn't bring himself to leave, but stayed as far out of sight as possible as he peeked around the corner to the kitchen.

Despite her super-swollen balloon-ass, he could easily see her hyper-distended abdomen, which was now pushing 27 inches across, as well as her monster bosoms still slowly expanding, as well.  But the other thing he now noticed which had expanded considerably were the muscles in her legs and back, which enabled her to still move despite the enormous amount of weight that she was taking on inside her hyper-swollen, sagging belly.

Teddy finished the contents of the fridge and moved onto the freezer up top, consuming everything in its frozen state, including the ice cubes.

Her mouth and throat stretched nightmarishly time again in order to swallow huge frozen blocks of food.

A chill went up his spine when he realized she was finished.  Would she come after him next?

She turned to one side.

Frozen with fear, yet achingly hard at the sight of her swollen monster tits with their areolae bloated outward by three inches and her fat nipples sitting two inches wide by two inches long, he watched her progress slowly toward the sink where she had to turn aside to reach the faucet.  She pulled the end of the nozzle, which was retractable, so that it could pull out a couple of feet from the basin.  Placing the end of the faucet in her mouth, she turned the cold and hot water taps on full blast and allowed it to pour down her throat.

How was she able to do that without gasping for air?  As far as he could tell, she wasn't swallowing, per se, but just letting the water blast down her throat to stretch out her already impossibly swollen gut even further.

He watched her for a while as her monster tank of a belly slowly increased further in size.  She let it swell and swell and swell, past 27", then 28", and more...

Gallons and gallons of water pouring into the human water balloon as her belly became more round as the water evened out the distorted surface created by all the large bulky food items poking out from beneath.

Twenty-nine inches wide and still her bloated belly swelled.  The weight must have been tremendous as her abdomen sagged and her knees bent with the heavy mass.

Finally, when her nightmarishly swollen belly looked ready to pop at 30 inches across, she pulled the faucet from her mouth and threw the still spewing spigot into the sink basin.  Her gargantuan belly was bright red and now very very round, indeed.  She had reached her limit.

Like a sumo wrestler she slowly turned around.  She had both of her hands splayed out across her humongous sphere of an abdomen, as if she could hold her mammoth amplitude together by holding it together with her hands.  Her face looked pained, and yet, with each step there was some pleasure as her swollen clitoris swayed beneath her teeming mass.  She did not seem to see him, but headed for a spare dining room chair placed near the entrance.

She came within inches of where he watched her, but she ignored him.  Instead, she turned and lowered her incredible bulk down upon the unsuspecting chair.  Her mighty butt-cheeks dwarfed the small wooden piece of furniture, and he heard it creak, then groan as she slowly allowed her entire mass to settle down.  In a matter of seconds there was a loud crack! and then she went down to the floor fast as the chair exploded into splinters of wood beneath her bloated volume.  Her elephantine belly was so gargantuan that it rose higher than her head, her enormous tits— now 12,000ccs a piece—pushed back against her face, holding her head in place.  She didn’t react, but was still except for a slow rhythmic movement as she breathed.

She sat on the floor, legs splayed apart, just beneath him on the other side of the arch.  Alan cautiously entered the kitchen, eyeing her for any movement, but as he came around to her front, he realized that she was fast asleep, her head resting on her right swollen bosom.

“Teddy?” he asked, in a scared voice that cracked.

She didn’t respond.

She remained on the floor, a woman with five huge balloons attached to her frame.

So big.

She was so ridiculously huge!

How was he going to get her to the lab now?  She could probably fit through the archway to the kitchen, and her insanely swollen stomach should just fit through the front door to the apartment, but even if he could get her out, she'd never fit in the passenger seat of his Ford Escape.  Maybe if he folded up the back seats she could get in through the rear liftgate, he mused.

But he wasn't even sure if he should wake her up.  She obviously needed the rest.  How long should he let her sleep?  Why had she gone on such a nightmarish binge in the first place?  He needed more answers.

He walked over to the sink and shut off the faucet and then went out to call B'laal again at the lab.

"She got ravenous because of the amount of milk she purged," B'laal reported after delving into multiple screens of documentation.

"And she spewed milk because she came?" Alan asked.

"Yeah," came the response after a few moments.  "It says here from the codes that you gave me on that vial of serum, that at a certain point, she will express milk violently as she orgasms.  An extreme loss of milk will then induce a deep need to replenish the volume lost through binging."

"So," Alan sighed, "the idea is to keep her from having an orgasm."

"Until you can get her to see the Doc, I'm thinking you pretty much hit the nail on the head."

"Dammit, B'laal," Alan cursed, "are there any other things I need to know about?"

"Just that her boobs are gonna keep growing until you can get the Doc to stop it."

"How long should I let her sleep?" Alan wanted to know.

"Till she wakes up," B'laal replied.  "She's got a lot of processing to do."

"How long is she gonna sleep?  Does it say?"

"It depends on how much she ate."

"B'laal!" Alan exclaimed.  "She ate everything in my kitchen until her stomach blew up to nearly a yard across!"

"Then," came the reply, "she's gonna sleep a long time,"

~~~

Alan cleaned up the kitchen while Balloon-Teddy slept.  That's how he thought of her at the moment, somehow.  She didn't seem real.  None of this seemed real, and yet, there she was at the entrance to his kitchen: a fantasy gone nightmare.  He couldn't see her face as he picked up all the wrappers and cartons.  Her hyper-swollen abdomen rose a good deal higher than her head.  Her gi-normous bloated tits were wedged between her monster stomach and her face, squeezed so that they swelled upward and out to the sides, her enormous nipples pointing at the ceiling.  Teddy's face was mostly covered by her squished monster-udders, but she had just enough room in their cleavage to breathe.  He checked on her every few minutes as he cleaned to make sure that her still expanding mammaries didn't cover her airway.

He couldn't believe just how enormous her belly had swollen.  Her feet were just visible under their massive girth.  Pointing dead-ahead, her belly button had been stretched out to a diameter of about four inches.  It bulged outward, in all its gnarly wonder, as if the pressure from within was forcing it out, ready to blow at any moment.


By the time he had finished, about a half an hour later, her belly was actually a tad larger and redder and her humongous hooters appeared to actually be a little smaller.  What was going on?

He sat down on the floor, legs splayed out, facing her with his back against some cabinets.

What to do now?

He sat and watched the rhythmic movement of her belly and bosoms from her breathing.  He hadn't realized it, but the entire ordeal had sapped him of energy and he was exhausted.  Within five minutes, he too, was asleep.

They slept for hours, and while they slept Teddy's body digested much of the insane amount of bulk in her hyper-distended stomach.  Within an hour, her belly had swollen another inch and her breasts actually receded as her body produced copious amounts of acid to break down all that she had consumed.  With incredible efficiency, the contents of her stomach was reduced to digestible liquid and quickly began to wind its way through her intestines, swelling them to amazing girths.  An outside observer would've seen her belly move and bulge as if some alien organism were alive within, but Alan saw none of this and slept soundly.

Over the next hours her bloated belly began to recede and her fat dirigibles began to fill with fat, new milk gland ducts, and, of course, breastmilk.

They swelled.

And swelled.

And swelled.

And swelled.

Two thousand ccs an hour were added to her bulky bombs as her body digested and turned the raw fuel into bigger and bigger bosoms.

It was noon on the next day when Alan was awoken by Teddy's cries.

"Alan!" she called in a rising panic.  "Alan!  Where are you!"

"His head jerked up in alarm to see Teddy, still sitting in the same spot as where she had fallen asleep, flailing her arms behind her grossly swollen belly and breasts.

"Here!" he cried out, for she still couldn't see past the vast mass of flesh that was her stomach and breasts.

"Oh Alan!" she cried.  "What did I do!  I'm so big!  I'm SO FUCKING BIG!"

Alan tried to get up.  He was stiff from the many hours of sleeping on the cold kitchen floor.

He glanced at the clock.

Midnight?

He'd slept for seven hour?.

"Don't worry," he said, as he rose to his feet, his mind almost paralyzed with worry.

Teddy's belly had shrunken a little and was now twenty-six inches across, but her breasts were dramatically bigger.  Now pumped up to a staggering 50,000ccs, her gargantuan gourds measured eighteen inches across and weighed a staggering one hundred and ten pounds, a piece.  Her areolae had stretched out to a diameter of nearly a foot across, and were swollen and puffed up, rising a good four inches to their apexes where insane three inch wide by three inch long nipples pointed at the ceiling.

With a grunt, Teddy shifted and began to rise.  Her muscles had undergone further enhancement while she had slept and had swollen ridiculously to enable her to not only lift her newly swollen body, but to do it with relative ease.  As she stood up right, Alan saw arms that looked like a weight trainer’s on steroids, but what really worried him was Teddy’s gaze.  Alan, too, had stood up and her eyes were locked on his groin where he had the largest woody of his life.  Her beautifully engorged breasts had excited him, and his cock had responded in kind.

As Alan watched, he saw Teddy’s pupils dilate and her monster clit emerge from beneath her hyper-swollen belly.  In all the excitement, he’d forgotten that she shouldn’t see his erection, for fear of exciting her.  Fear chilled his spine as an evil smile spread across Teddy’s gorgeous face.

“I need that inside me,” she said, in a deep, sensual voice.


As quick as a flash, Alan ran out of the kitchen and made for the bedroom.

With her enormous bulk, Teddy was caught off guard and wasn't able to intercept him.  As soon as he was in the living room and could see daylight out the front windows, he knew that it was, at least, twelve hours later than he had assumed, and that they had been asleep for quite a while.

With her monster clitoris swelling to full size beneath her gargantuan cantilevered belly, Teddy turned about and plodded out of the kitchen after him, each step sending a thrill through her clit as it rubbed the underside of her bloated abdomen.

She fit through the wide kitchen arch, easily, and just saw the bedroom door click closed.

Alan scrambled to get dressed.  Within seconds he could hear Teddy pressing her leviathan belly against the door and thanked God for solid core doors.  The door and its frame creaked and groaned ominously as she put all her muscle and weight into busting down the door.

Alan heard the first snapping of wood as the frame gave way while he was putting on his shoes.  The hinges tore away as he opened the window.

"No!" screamed Teddy, as the door fell inward and she could see him disappear out the open sash.  She still couldn't fit inside the room, though, despite half the door frame having been demolished.

Alan dropped to the ground of the first floor window and ran through the three inches of snow.  He was behind the block of two-level apartments and had to run past several units before he could access an alleyway through to the front side.  He hoped Teddy wouldn't ruin anything else while he ran to his driveway and got into his SUV.

The apartments were high-end and looked like condos, many with their own garages like Alan's.  His Escape was parked in his open garage, still hitched to the U-haul-like cargo trailer, which was out on the blacktop of his driveway.  He had borrowed it from his cousin, to move Teddy's stuff to his place on Christmas Eve.  It had been her idea to move in on the day before Christmas as a present for both of them.

His main hope was that without his presence with a hard-on, that Teddy's aroused state would diminish and that she would return to normal.

He backed the trailer up onto the road and, with a three-point turn, aimed the rear of the trailer at his front door, backing it over the postage-stamp-sized front lawn, to bring the rear end of the trailer right in front of his steps.

Meanwhile, Teddy tried to force her enormous bulk into the bedroom door frame, but soon found that she was questioning what she was doing.  Alan had fled through the window.  Did she really think she'd be able follow him?  She no longer felt horny and she began to realize the damage that she had done to his door.

She also realized that the mirror on his bureau was reflecting her image from the far wall.  She had ignored it, initially, while she had been in her lust-induced rage—the only thing that had interested her at the time was fucking Alan's cock—but now she could see her face peering from behind two of the largest breasts in the world!  Beneath those monstrosities she could see the convex curve of the top of her hyper-distended stomach.  She backed away as the nightmare of what she had become began to sink into her psyche.  She could feel the terrible weight of her giant stomach and bosoms as she slowly turned around and crossed the living room to the linen closet and the full length mirror that was attached to the back of the closet door.

Each step felt like she was moving a mountain.  She held onto to her super-swollen belly as she walked.  It was really hers: she could feel her hands on the overstretched skin, could feel her giant breasts rested atop its bloated mass adding their weight to her abdomen's already insane volume.  Each heavy step that she took reverberated dully through that brontosaurian vat, to be felt through her breasts and torso.

As she reached the closet door, she turned her vast bulk aside and, reaching out to grasp the doorknob, gasped before her fingers touched the metal.  For she now noticed her arm for the first time in all its heavily muscled glory.  She raised it up and turned it this way and that as she examined its swollen bicep, which was nearly the size of an American football.  The whole thing looked more pumped than Mr. America's.

"What am I?" she asked allowed, surprised, as she heard her voice, that it wasn't deeper and more masculine.  Indeed, it remained pretty much the same, although, perhaps, a tad huskier.  It sounded sexier, that was for sure.

Then, taking a deep breath, she opened the closet door to reveal the mirror and stood back to take in what she had become.

Her first impression was of a bunch of huge flesh-colored balloons with arms, legs, and a head.

The biggest balloon was her insanely-pumped belly, of course.  It rose only a couple of inches higher than her lowest ribs, but was 26" wide and protruded forward nearly as much.  It hung down low, its bottom just a little more than a foot off the floor.  It pressed against her thighs forcing them to bow outward when she walked.  Her supersized bosoms sat atop this gargantuan mountain that had taken over her abdomen.  Her swollen party-balloon breasts were so large that they towered over her, their apexes rising just above the height of her head.  The only way she could see straight ahead was through the deep and wide valley of her cleavage.  Her monster four-by-four nipples pointed forward, but not directly, with an arc of nearly 90 degrees between their vectors.

As she turned to the side she saw that her hips were still visible in their slimmed down state, but that her cheeks were even larger, having ballooned out another half inch or more.  She was surprised about that.  But what really dismayed her was that her thighs and calves were huge hyper-muscled things, the former having the thickness of tree-trunks.  She continued to turn until she could see her back which looked so alien to her with masses of overpacked muscles designed to help her move her excessive weight.

She came around full circle and stared at the freakish wonder in the mirror.

She looked like a tank, replete with twin guns mounted up front.

Tears began to well up in her eyes and, before she knew it, she was crying and sobbing.  What had she become?  Why would anyone do this to her?

Alan was afraid of her and had run off and she couldn't blame him, and—oh!—what was she going to do?

Her sobs were suddenly interrupted by the front door swinging open wide, a cold blast of air running over her naked flesh.

Alan stood in the open doorway, the stainless steel interior of the cargo trailer visible behind him.

"Oh, Alan!" she sobbed, her super-pumped arms trying to reach for him, but finding her swollen blimp-tits in the way.

"Oh, sweetie!" he called to her, shutting the door and running over to her.  He had feared that she would still be in her sexually possessed state, and was elated to find her in a clear state of mind.  She had been crying.  Who wouldn't cry in such a situation?

Her appearance was bizarre and formidable despite her face remaining basically unchanged.

He approached her on her right side and took her head in his hands and kissed those super-plump trembling lips of hers.  She was taller than she used to be.  Normally, he would have to bend his head down to kiss her, now she was a tad taller than he was.  She had actually grown in height.

"It's okay," he whispered.  "No matter how wacked things are, it can be reversed.  I promise," he said.

"Really?" she asked, her sobs having calmed down with his kiss.

"Absolutely," he lied.  He hoped the Doc could reverse what had been done, but, he actually didn't really know.  But he had to radiate confidence for her sake.  Hope can accomplish much where despair never even tries.

"But baby," she said, her gorgeous face just inches from his own, "how are we gonna get me to your lab now?  I'll never fit in your car like this."

"I got it all worked out," he said, and this time he told the truth.  But, he also felt a raging hard-on after kissing her.  She was so gorgeous and cute and sexy and her breasts were now so gigantic.  He hoped she wouldn't notice or all his planning would go for naught.

Alan went to get some blankets from the kingsized bed in order to wrap a couple around her.  When he was alone for a moment in the bedroom he noticed just how raging his boner was: his solid cock was halfway down his pant leg!  How could that be?  It was over a foot long and looked thicker than ever.  Puzzled, he then brought the blankets out to cover her great girth, using the blankets as a shield, as well, and praying that she didn't see.

Afterwards, he took the couch seating cushions and put them on the floor of the trailer and against its front wall.  He had wanted to use the bed's mattress, but realized it was too large to fit in the trailer.

When he was done, his cock had calmed down and he duct-taped some sheets up between the back of the trailer and the front door so that no one could catch a glimpse of Teddy as she passed into the trailer from the apartment’s entrance.   She had her own private corridor.  It was a bit of a squeeze to get her bloated bosoms and balloon-like ass-cheeks through the threshold, but they finally managed it.  To help take off some of the edge of the cold trailer, he ran a line so that he could run a space heater in there for a while before she went in, and then again after she had entered.

He kissed her again and she lowered herself down until she was resting on the cushions, wrapped up in blankets against the cold as no clothes they had would fit her.

He closed the doors, removed the sheets, locked up the apartment and hopped into the Escape and pulled out onto the street.  He talked with Teddy over his cell phone to make sure she was okay back there during the half-hour trip to the lab, but he also used his cell to contact Dr. Chin's staff to let them know what he was bringing in.  He was instructed as to where he should bring her for the most prompt care.

Alan's attempt to warm the trailer for a time with a space heater didn't help keep the uninsulated trailer warm for long.  As she watched her over-stuffed bosoms quake and bounce beneath her blankets, Teddy felt the metal trailer grow colder and colder.  The blankets helped a lot, but there were gaps where a draft would get in and she began to feel uncomfortable after about fifteen minutes, and downright cold, ten minutes after that.  She spent the last five minutes shivering furiously.

Once he arrived at the laboratory’s compound, Alan backed the trailer up to a double set of doors, getting clearance from security beforehand.

When he opened the trailer doors and found Teddy shivering, he was alarmed.

"Why didn't you tell me you were so cold back here?" he asked as he quickly swiped his card and opened the double doors of the building.

"It wouldn't've made a difference," she said through clenched teeth as she got up and came out of the trailer.  “You didn’t need to be worrying about me.”

Alan's cock had immediately raged full mast when he saw her, for beneath the double blankets, her massive nipples had stiffened to nearly ten inches in length.  He tried to hide his lower body behind the trailer door as Teddy left the trailer and entered the warm building.

Four women wearing nurse’s scrubs came to meet them before Teddy even set foot inside.  Two were pushing an extra-wide gurney which had raised head and leg sections so that when Teddy managed to get her bulk onto it, it felt almost like a recliner.  It had been covered with heating pads.  Before she got into the gurney, the nurses removed her blankets and covered her with warm ones.  The nurses were polite and caring and Teddy immediately felt comfortable with them despite her outrageous condition.

"Don't you worry, dear," one of them told her, "we'll have you taken care of in no time."

As they wheeled Teddy down the hall, one stayed behind and told Alan where he could meet Teddy after he parked his vehicle.

"You have the vial that the serum came in?" she asked, and took it from Alan in order to catalog it.  "We just need to verify from the codes on the vial that what she's been given, is actually what we think it is."

Teddy's impression of the large facility was that of a hospital.  As they wheeled her down the hall, one of the nurses set up a needle in the back of her left hand and took blood samples, another, whose nametag identified her as “Wendy”, took her vital signs and recorded them on a tablet, after which she politely asked questions about Teddy's background: her race and nationality, what she was allergic to and medical history.

They wheeled Teddy into a large examination room, docking the gurney at a station.  The nurse who had been questioning Teddy had left a small device on the end of her right middle finger, as well as a unique-looking blood pressure sleeve on her massive upper arm which pumped itself up from time to time to get readings which—along with the fingertip probe—were visible on a screen behind Teddy’s head.  Apologizing for any discomfort, Wendy uncovered Teddy's gargantuan bosoms, and, noting that her nipples were back to their earlier size of four inches long, inserted what looked like a meat thermometer—except that instead of the probe being hard metal, it appeared to be a semi-pliable plastic—deep into the tri-star clefts of Teddy's massive nipples.

"Oh..." Teddy reacted, "that feels weird."

Wendy smiled.  "Sorry, but it's an excellent way to gain data from inside your new breasts.  It has a built-in anesthetic and will burrow a very small probe deep within your breasts."

She then produced a small capsule.

"This is another probe," the nurse explained.  "But this one I'd like you to swallow."  She fetched a glass of water and gave it to Teddy to swallow the pill.  "That will take readings of your digestive tract as it winds its way through your system," Wendy said, as another readout appeared on the screen along with reading from the nipple probes.

Then the three nurses went to work transforming the gurney: the area supporting Teddy's legs fell away while two of the nurses attached metal extensions, which turned out to be stirrups for Teddy's legs.   The sides of the gurney fell away and were replaced with comfortable arm supports.

When they were done, the probes were removed from her nipples and strangely domed caps—which were attached to hoses that fed to a large tank on one side of the room—were fitted to her bloated nipples.

"What's going on now?" Teddy inquired, fascinated by the activity.

"We need to take a sample of your breastmilk," Wendy replied.

"Oh!" Teddy exclaimed.  "Those are light breast pumps."

"Well," Wendy replied, "they're very similar, 'though they're not designed to actively pump your breasts for milk.  They're more like receptacles, merely designed to carry away any expressed milk.”  Before Teddy could ask a question about how she was going to be induced to express the milk, the nurse turned a flat screen around beside the gurney.  On it was Alan, naked, with a raging massive boner.

“He’s watching you on a screen right now,” she said.

“He’s so big!” Teddy said quietly, and in awe.

Wendy bit her lower lip, and backed up a few paces to where the other two nurses, who were much younger, stood watching.  “What you’re about to see,” Wendy whispered to them, “will blow your minds.  But first, you better strap her down.”

Nodding, the two younger nurses proceeded to take leather straps, from under the arms of the gurney, and wrap them around Teddy’s forearms, immobilizing her.  Next, they did the same to her calves.

Teddy barely noticed.  She was enthralled with the vision of Alan’s huge cock.  Her eyes dilated completely and her breathing grew very deep.  Before the nurses’ eyes, Teddy’s already huge nipples began to swell up much as they had from the cold, only now, her areolae were swelling, as well.

Wendy instructed the two nurses to remove all of the blankets and it was then that one of them gasped at what was growing out from under Teddy’s enormous stomach.

“What is that?” the young nurse asked Wendy of the two foot long projection that snaked its way up from under Teddy’s belly.  It was as thick as the nurse’s arm with a bloated grapefruit-sized head and it continued to grow.

“It’s her clitoris,” Wendy replied, as she brought over a new piece of equipment: a large box on wheels from which projected a five-inch wide hose with a plastic bell-shaped device at its end.  The bell was big enough to fit a huge honeydew melon within it, and it was this that nurse Wendy brought over to Teddy’s swelling monster clitoris.

Just as Teddy began to fight her restraints in her attempt to get up and go to her lover, Wendy placed the bell over Teddy’s teeming clit.  There was a slurping, sucking type of noise and then Teddy gasped and howled with delirious pleasure.

As Wendy stepped away, one of the younger nurses asked her what she had done.

“It’s like the softest, slickest massaging device within that bell housing,” Wendy explained.  “It will tease her giant clit until she can’t take it any longer and will finally achieve orgasm.  That’s when we can get our milk samples.”

When Teddy saw Alan on the monitor with a gigantic erection, she felt her whole body flush and she immediately felt the need to have him sexually.  It was a very intense desire and she felt her nipples and clit tingle fiercely with excitement.  She knew that her genetic structure had been reprogrammed to react this way, but she couldn't help herself.  It took her a few moments to become completely overcome by her lust, and by the time she had totally lost herself to it, the nurses had strapped her in.

In the next moment, she felt the most luscious, incredible sensation surround her clitoris.  It felt so deliciously erotic that she felt that she wouldn't be able to stand it for long.  It drove her crazy and consumed all of her attention.  As she watched Alan with his teeming boner ooze pre-cum on the monitor, she felt herself build and build toward orgasm.

"When she cums," Wendy whispered to her nurses, "it will trigger distinct physiological responses."

Teddy squirmed and shook as her areolae and bloated nipples grew deeper in color.  Her giant balloon-tits tossed about on her giant belly, undulating about wildly, despite their mass.

Teddy watched her vision begin to close down as she neared orgasm.  Red dots began to creep into her field of vision from the outside and build up until less and less of her center field of view was visible.  The sensations coming from her clit were too wonderful to describe and kept getting more and more intense until finally...

All she saw was red.

She screamed an ear-piercing cry as her clitoris and nipples seemed to explode in endless waves of delicious relief.

The younger nurses jumped, at first, and then came in closer to examine the changes that came over Teddy's body.

Her breasts began to visibly swell, as her areolae grew puffier and her nipples widened as well as lengthened.  All the while, her stupendous belly began to shrink.  What fascinated the nurses most, though, was Teddy's monster clitoris, which began to lengthen and thicken.

Teddy knew her breasts would grow while she came.  She also knew that these nurses were purposely making her cum, big time.  She knew now that they weren't here to help her.  They were experimenting on her and there was nothing she could do.  She couldn't fight the fantastic sensations coming from her massive clit.  She would cum and cum and cum and cum while these bitches watched her grow and swell to impossible girth.  Her only hope was that her belly would diminish, for it made her feel even more monstrous than the bloated muscles.

Then she had no more rational thoughts as the orgasm grew too intense.  Squirming and gasping, she was sure she could take no more and still the sensations heightened and built greater and greater as she felt impossibly sweet bliss, blocking out nearly all else.  Clutching her impossibly blown 50,000cc blimps, she came and came.  Somewhere she thought she heard someone screaming and screaming, but she paid it no mind.

After a ten minutes of screaming, Teddy lost her voice and the nurses removed their hands from their ears.

The impossibly gargantuan-breasted woman bucked uncontrollably on the reclined gurney as if being electrocuted.

"Is she alright like that?" one of the younger nurses asked.

Wendy laughed.

"Are you kidding?  She's in Nirvana right now."

Teddy came and came, and while she did, her breasts began to grow visibly, especially her areolas and nipples.  After fifteen minutes of intense orgasms, her areolae were puffed up to an insane twelve inches high, looking as if they might rupture at any moment.  Her corpulent nipples had bloated to six inches across and were a deep red.

"She'll pop any second now, I think," Wendy said, leaving her nurses to wonder exactly what she meant.  After all, she was already cumming.  Would this woman's areolae actually rupture?

Teddy's orgasms continued to build and actually become more and more intense, if that were possible.  She screamed silent screams and her body shook violently in ever more spastic convulsions until she finally went still and her mouth formed a huge "O".

Immediately, her massive nipples erupted in thick streams of creamy milk.  The pumps went into action as the dumbstruck nurses watched Teddy experience a very different kind of orgasm as her breasts pumped enormous volumes of white juice through her tortured spigots.

"Holy shit!" exclaimed the blonde nurse.  "It doesn't stop!"

"No," Wendy confirmed, "her body has now gone into overdrive.  Her breasts will expand at an even greater rate despite the huge volumes ejaculated through her nipples.  We will actually be able to perceive the change in volume of her abdomen and breasts as her body redistributes the fat and calories."

"When will she stop pumping?" the brunette nurse wanted to know.

"When she’s exhausted her milk ducts or when her orgasm subsides."

"How long can she cum like that?"

"Indefinitely," Wendy replied, "as long as we keep stimulating her,"

"Fuck..." the blonde said as they watched Teddy's abdomen slowly recede in size even as her enormous breasts swelled in volume.

As the minutes ticked by, the blonde nurse stepped closer to Teddy's quivering form.

"Her clitoris is growing!" she announced.  "Holy crap,  it's nearly a meter long!"

Wendy frowned. "If the head of her clit gets too large, we're in trouble."

"Why?" asked the blonde.

"Because the bell housing won't expand with it, of course.  Her clit will get jammed in there or break it.  Either way, it wouldn't be pleasant for her.  We're going to have to stop the experiment prematurely.  It's an oversight that can't be helped."

Wendy approached the apparatus and took hold of the bell housing.  Vaginal secretions poured out of the unit which made a multitude of sucking and slurping sounds.  She could see that the head of Teddy's monster clitoris was already beginning to protrude from the rear of the housing.  She looked at the huge fleshy shaft protruding out from under Teddy's bloated belly.  At four inches across, it was far thicker than Wendy's arm.

It's hard to believe that this is actually this girl's clitoris! she thought.

She reached down, and taking a breath, grasped the domed housing and pulled it off Teddy's over stimulated sex organ.

Instantly, there came a hoarse whimper from Teddy's lips as her orgasm rapidly wound down.  Her mega-clit actually distended a couple of inches as it sought out some form of stimulation, but then receded quickly as the orgasm finally faded.

As her insanely long orgasm disappeared, Teddy's milk geysers slowed down and then ceased.  Within moments, Teddy was asleep, too exhausted to remain conscious another second.

***

Teddy awoke with her head on a fluffy pillow.

Where was she?

The white-walled room's lights had been dimmed.  As her eyes focused she could make out diagnostic screens apparently showing her own various life signs.  She could make out little else.

Her head was resting cheek down, as if she had been sleeping on her stomach, her arms up around the pillow.  But as she grew more awake, she became aware that her back was at an angle.  She could feel her torso and part of her abdomen resting on something soft.  But, while something soft pressed her thighs, they were not resting on whatever it was.  She moved her shins and found that they were pressing into the sheets on a mattress, but that something was also gently pressing down on them from above.  She also realized that the bottom of her ass cheeks tickled when she moved her shins a bit, but that made no sense.

She turned her head over on the pillow to see the rest of the room.  She was alone in it.  Various types of equipment lay scattered about including the fiendishly wonderful device that the head nurse had placed over her clitoris.  Shivers of delight ran through her clit now as she recalled the endlessly delicious sensations which she had been subjected to.

How long ago had that been?

How big had her breasts swollen?

How big was her stomach?

She saw the door with its glass insert and the windows showing the empty hall beyond with its white walls.  She felt like a specimen in a lab and realized that that was exactly what she was.

She moved her arms and realized that they rested on her own enormous blimp-breasts.

Quickly, she tossed the pillow aside to reveal her grandiose beach-ball-sized bosoms.  They measured twenty-and-a-half inches across, each!

Oh my! she thought to herself as she looked over the twin horizons of her massive planets.  It was clear that her torso partially rested against her own gigantic balloon-tits as she raised her head to look down the right side and the swollen curve as it dropped away toward the mattress.  What she also realized, however, was that her arms no longer looked like Arnold Schwarzenegger on steroids.  They looked simply well-toned and muscular in a realistic, feminine way.  Turning her head further to the right, she gasped to see her right ass-cheek, larger and rounder than she'd ever seen it before.  She could just make out a bit of its twin and she now realized that her buttocks were so swollen that they pressed against her own calf muscles as she "lay" on the bed.

But what of her belly?

Fearing the worst, she brought her right arm down around her Herculean bosom and pushed her hand between her monster mammary and her abdomen to find her stomach lined with tight muscles.

She paused, unable to believe her fingers.  Gone was the humongous preggers-looking-belly, replaced by a flat hyper-well-toned stomach!

A huge grin broke out across her face.  It was one thing to be turned into a freak with balloon tits and ass, but, quite another to also sport the world's biggest belly, to boot.  The super blimp belly had made her feel unsexy, somehow.  She laughed to herself when she realized that even though her breasts and butt were far bigger than she would have ever chosen them to be, they were, in effect, hyper-sexy to her.

She removed her hand from between her gargantuan breast and super-cut abs and reached out with both arms to run her palms over her insanely blown balloons.

I can't believe this is really me!  Teddy thought and pressed down in order to feel the pressure from within her Brobdingnagian bosoms.

She looked up suddenly when she heard the door open.  She had expected one of the nurses, but was overjoyed when she saw that it was Alan pushing a cart with breakfast on it.

"Alan!" she cried out with joy, and began to move to get off the bed.

Alan quickly put up his hands in a stop gesture.  "Just you wait there," he said.  "They said you should rest in bed and have breakfast before trying to move all that weight."

"Baby," she cried, in exasperation, "look at me!  I'm all giant tits and balloon-ass!"

"You've got 75,000ccs worth of breastmeat and milk in those babies, they tell me," he said, as he raised the breakfast tray to slide over her gargantuan glands.  He deftly made sure to keep parts of the cart between her sightline and his raging boner.