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
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!
