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Monday, June 25, 2018

"POSSESSIONS", Book 1: Tara, Chapter 3 - Part 1

So sorry that nearly a month has passed since the last post.  Things are very crazy at work, and a death in E's family just made it impossible to get to anything for a while.  Today's post sets up Tara to meet someone who will wind up changing her world.  As always, please be aware that this is a first draft and is bound to have a ridiculous amount of grammatical errors.

ATTENTIONIf you do not want to read specific sections of the story that describe Tara's breasts exploding or injuries to her, skip paragraphs 3 and 4, which refer to the end of the last chapter.



POSSESSIONS
Book 1: Tara
Chapter 3
part 1

by
Shadowmuse Blown
 
Tara awoke with a start.  She was lying on her side in Kal’s bed in the familiar satin sheets.  She was no longer monstrously busted.  She was now furnished with small titties, perhaps a K cup.  In short order, she realized that someone was lying next to her, behind her with his arm draped over her waist and his hand covering her lower breast.  She turned her head slightly and saw that it was Kal, asleep.  She smiled, feeling all warm and cozy and snuggly.  This was the place to be!

How long ago had he pumped her so enormously that it had boggled her mind?  It felt like just mere minutes ago, but was probably days or weeks ago!  A chill went up her spine as she recalled the events after Kal had awoken her last time.   

Apparently, the pain of the forced pump had been so great that she had blacked out.  When Kal had brought her “to”, again, she realized that he had temporarily stopped the pumping process until she awoke .  Her monster bazooms had hurt less and he’d re-entered her and set the pump apparently on “high”.  The pain had come back pretty quickly as her breasts had fought the losing battle of trying to contain all that elixir being force-pumped into her.  She had watched in horror as her areolas sprang leak after leak until they spewed elixir like a lawn sprinkler.  But it hadn’t been enough to stem the sheer force of elixir thrust continually into her poor over-stretched balloons.  She’d felt the rupture from the far side of her planets as her areolas suddenly ceased to exist, and then, in the next instant, her entire breasts were a figment of her imagination as they disintegrated in a flash, overstretched to the point that her skin gave up the ghost, and did it all at once.

She’d felt the tremendous force of the elixir as it blasted into her body and knew that her ribcage had been crushed, her lungs collapsing in an instant as her other organs were smashed flat with the force of so many tons  blasting her unprotected torso.  An instant before, she had felt Kal’s missile erupt from deep within her and she’d been so happy for the split instant of time before she had been crushed.

She blinked, frowning.

How the hell had she survived that?  It made no sense.

“Kal?” she asked, quietly.

“Mmmm?” he murmured as he stirred from his sleep.

“You really blew up my tits to the size of a small house, didn’t you?  I didn’t dream it, did I?”

She felt his cock swell beneath her super-full derrière.

“Oh yeah, baby,” he said.  “That was intense.”  He continued to swell into the crevice between her thighs.

“How could I have lived through that?” she wanted to know.

There was a pause before he replied: “I don’t know the technical stuff, baby.  Tianli figured it out.  All that’s important is that you’re here.”  His fingers then sank deep into her soft, but very dense, breast flesh.

Oh, does that feel so good! Tara thought as she turned about to face him.  His cock was hard and stiff as they kissed passionately for a while.

When they’d finished, Kal looked into her eyes while he stroked her voluminous jet black hair.

“Why am I so little today, baby?” Tara asked, suddenly.

He smiled.  “I have a special favor to ask of you.”

“Anything!” she squealed, happy to please him.

I have a business deal that would require you to play consort to a certain fellow this evening.  Would you be up to flirting and seducing someone for me to close a big business deal?

“You mean have sex with someone else?” she asked.

“Basically,” he replied.  “Yeah.”

“What does he look like?”

Kal laughed.  “I think you’ll find him attractive enough.  Nothing ugly, I assure you, and he’s a perfect gentleman.  But he loves big boobs.  We were having difficulty closing a deal when I asked him if he’d give me my terms if I furnished him with a knockout to be his consort for the evening.  He agreed when he saw your picture as long as you could satisfy him.

“I guess I could do that,” she replied.  “Sure.”

“What I want to do is slowly fill you up over the course of the evening until you’re so big that he’s gotta cum over and over again.  I didn’t want to let you get as big as the first two times, though.  I thought that that might frighten him.”

Tara laughed.  “It frightened me!

“I know,” he admitted.  “But that just made it even hotter.”  He kissed her again—a long deep kiss—and then got up and went to two huge double doors, which were apparently a closet.  “Come on,” he said, cheerily.  “Why don’t you get ready?  The party starts in three hours.”  And with that he opened the door to reveal dozens and dozens of dresses.  “Pick out anything you’d like.  I’ll send in Peri to help you.  She’s my Gal Friday.”

Tara hopped out of bed and walked over to the display of dresses, captivated.  But as she crossed a full-length mirror and saw her own reflexion, she froze. 

“Oh my!” she gasped as she ran her hand over her enormous buns.  “Look what you’ve done to me!”  She turned her backside to the mirror to reveal a new set of buttocks that were so big that they were as if someone had based them on the two hemispheres of a basketball.

“Do you like it?” he asked, as he walked up over to her—his rod at full mast once more—and caressed one huge, swollen cheek.

“Oh baby!” she squealed.  “I’ve always wanted my butt to look like this!  Huge and round and tight!”

“Big enough for you?” he laughed.

“Can you make it bigger?”

“Would you like that?”

“Would you?” she asked.

“I think that would be really hot, yeah,” he admitted, now running his scarlet dome over the deep chasm of her ass.

“Then I would love it, baby!”

He laughed.  “I’ll see what Tianli can do the next time around.”

“’Next time around’?” she asked, repeating his words.  “What do you mean?”

He hesitated, then caressing her plump breast, he said, “After you pop these babies, Tianli can take care of anything else while she’s fixing you.”

Tara cupped her breasts, his hand still holding her left one.  “Can we blow these up like the last two times?” she asked, intrigued.

He nodded.  “Like I said, you won’t get anywhere nearly as big, but these—like the others—were made to pop, baby.”  He took her in his arms, his hands grabbing her oversized bum, his cock up against her belly.  “You’re my blowup doll, baby.”

“You gonna be there when I pop?” she cooed.

“I’m going to watch, yeah,” he said.  “I may not always be there, in person, but I wouldn’t miss that for the world.”

She giggled as a super-buxom girl entered the bedroom.

It was Peri, the blond that Tara recognized from the warehouse video monitor.  Only now, Tara could see her whole body, not just her gorgeous face.

Peri was dressed in what looked like a gray pin-striped men’s business suit, except that it was fully tailored for her super-curvaceous form.  Her tight, round breasts were the size of soccer balls, her waist was super narrow and her hips flared out dramatically.

“Okay, Tara,” Kal said, “this is Peri and she’s going to make sure you look ready to blow Simon away when he sees you.”

Kal then left Tara in Peri’s capable hands.  She instructed Tara to shower first, but when Tara finished, she had a question for Peri.

“Peri,” she asked, her hand at her side, “what the hell is this little nub on the side of my waist?  It looks and feels for all the world like a nipple!”  Indeed, sticking out a quarter inch.  It was the same color as the rest of her flesh and was, perhaps, half an inch in diameter.

“It is a nipple, of sorts,” Peri replied.  “It’s your port.  Dr. Chin has changed the location of your ports from your normal nipples to a new one that grows from your side.  At various points in the evening you’ll want to expand and it would be just a little too weird for people to see you with tubes emanating from your nipples, so a more discreet location was found.  This way you can get plugged in and pumped and no one should really notice.”

“This extra nipple has a kind of tube inside my body that leads to my breasts?” Tara asked.

“Yes, that’s right,” Peri replied.  “The line leads from that nipple and splits into two that lead into the back of your bosoms.”

Tara smiled broadly.  “That’s wild!” she exclaimed.

“Everything about you is wild, my dear Tara,” Peri remarked.

In the luxuriously appointed marble shower, Tara considered her now “ordinary” K-cup sized breasts.  Cupping each of them she wondered at what had happened to them recently.

Just how is it possible that these very breasts had so recently ballooned to such monstrous proportions that they should have killed me with their weight and pressure? she wondered.  How could these possibly be the same breasts?  She squeezed them and sank her fingers into her breastflesh.  They were dense, not squishy and pliable as ordinary breasts should be.  No, they were much more like the way they felt the past two times when she’d been blown up extraordinarily.  They’re all set to be pumped up! she realized.  But they’re so much smaller than the last two times to start.  Does that mean I’ll pop at a much smaller size?  The thought of her big breasts filling until they popped brought an erotic tingle to her clit even while it sent shivers down her spine.  She loved what the result did to Kal, but it was also so very painful.  If that doctor can fix my breasts so easily after they explode, why can’t she make it so they don’t hurt when they get big enough to pop?  She probably can, Tara realized.  It’s just that she doesn’t think it’s important.  I’d like to blow her titties up till they explode and she what she thinks it feels like!

She continued to think about just how enormous she had gotten both times when her breasts had exploded and compared that thought to the bosoms now in her hands.  She shook her head.  It was quite obvious that the breasts she now held were not the same as the ones that had grown as big as weather balloons.  There would have been nothing really left to use from those poor tortured blimps.  Somehow the doctor had regrown her new breasts, ones that looked just like her originals.  It was really quite amazing.  How much time had occurred since her breasts had last exploded?  It felt like yesterday, but she knew that it had to have been much longer.  A month ago?  Three or four months?  A year?  She had no way of knowing.  What had her family and friends been told of her absence?  She had to ask Peri as soon as she finished showering.

Once Tara had showered, Peri attended to her every need.  She made sure that Tara’s hair looked full and luxurious and that her make-up was hot and sexy without looking whorish.  Tara’s questions about what exactly had happened to her with regards to her breasts went unanswered as Peri confessed to have no knowledge of the medical wizardry that had “fixed” her breasts.  As to friends and family, they knew she was here with Kal and that he was taking care of her.  She would be able to talk with them tomorrow if she wished.

When it came time to dress, Peri opened another closet door that held dozens of bras.  Tara laughed.  “I haven’t worn a bra since I met Kal,” she said, cupping her heavy K-cuppers.  “It’s funny,” she said, “to me, that seems like only a couple of days ago and yet it feels like a lifetime ago when I used to be a D cup.  I feel so small even at this size!”

Peri smiled.  “You’ve actually been with us for months, Tara.  That evening that you first met Kal was three months ago.”

“That makes sense, I guess,” Tara mused, looking up at the super-buxom brunette.  “I kinda figured that it wasn’t yesterday!  I spent most of that time unconscious?”

Peri nodded.  “And don’t worry about being a lowly K-cupper,” she added.  “You won’t stay that size for long!”

Tara smiled.  “Will Kal be watching the whole night?” she wanted to know.

“Every minute of it,” Peri smiled.  “But I think we should focus on which dress you’re going to wear before we pick a bra and panties.  I think it would be best to color match, don’t you?”

“Okay,” Tara replied, and Peri walked her back over to the set of wide doors that revealed dozens of dresses.  They pulled out most of them and then began to slowly go through them, trying to decide on the best visual impact.

“Most of these dresses have a good deal of spandex in them so that they can stretch a bit as you expand,” Peri pointed out.

“I’m gonna swell in front of this guy as the evening goes by?” Tara asked.  “How’s that gonna work?”

“We’ll hook you up to a pump from time to time throughout the evening and then there’ll be another couple of tubes waiting for you in your bedroom later.”

“Couple?” Tara asked, confused.  “But I only have the one nipple port.”

“That nipple port can accept a very wide tube,” Peri replied.  “The second tube is really wide so that you can pump up really fast in front of our guest if you want.”

“Should I explode for him?” Tara asked.

“If he wants,” Peri shrugged.  “Why not?”

They finally had the choices down to a deep cobalt blue sleeveless dress with a deep V neck and a satin red one with a deep scoop neck.  They decided to go with the blue one since the neck went deeper: it plunged nearly to the navel.  Peri picked out a matching push-up bra and panties and helped Tara get dressed.

Tara loved the way the bra made her K cup boobs bulge out a bit.

“But why not go with a smaller bra so that I really bulge out obscenely?” she asked Peri.

Peri smiled.  “Honey, once you start swelling, you’re gonna bulge out plenty!” she said, to which Tara laughed.

Once wearing the dress, Tara paraded about off to an alcove that contained an area with mirrors all around her.  The dress had a metallic sheen and fit her like a glove, covering and complementing her bra nicely.  Peri gave her matching full-length gloves and three-inch spiked heels.  “Any higher and you won’t be able to walk once you start expanding,” Peri had said.  Around the waist was a matching blue sash which hid the fact that when it was removed, one side was scalloped open to gain access to the nipple port.  Peri explained that she could simply hook a tube up to the port and cover it with the sash. 

Tara turned her head to look at her backside in the set of mirrors behind her.  The skirt of the dress hugged her tight round bulbous ass cheeks like a second skin and barely covered them.

“Holy shit, is my ass huge!” Tara squealed in delight as she ran a palm down and over her monstrous right cheek.  “It really is me!”  She grinned broadly at how superb her cheeks looked.  “There’s no flab, but they really stick way out there!

Peri nodded.  “It’s muscle,” she said, “except for a layer of fat under the skin to help make it feel soft.  Kal loves big butts.”  And then, to illustrate the point, she turned to show hers in the same mirror as Tara’s.  Peri’s butt cheeks would’ve been considered quite substantial had Tara’s pair not been jutting out there next to them.

“You’re built like a brick shithouse,” Tara laughed. 

“If you hadn’t noticed, girlfriend, so are you,” Peri said, smiling.

“Well, I guess I just feel kinda flat-chested right now,” Tara replied.

“A K-cupper feeling flat-chested?”  Peri laughed.  “Now you have an inkling of how I felt when your tits were blown up forty feet wide, apiece.”

Forty feet!” Tara exclaimed.  “Was I really that big?”

“Actually, a couple of feet bigger than that from what I understand,” Peri replied.

Again, Tara looked down at her “little” K cups.  “It’s hard to believe it really happened to me.”

Peri ran a palm across Tara’s substantial cheeks.  “When you begin expanding tonight, it won’t seem all that hard to believe, girl.”

Tara beamed.