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We had taken wednesday and Thursday nights off. Jess needed to catch up on some studying, and I worked late to make up for my impromptu 'sick day'. I spent the entire time replaying the events of last weekend in my mind. It seemed like a dream. Had Jessica really grown several feet taller, nearly right in front of my eyes? Not to mention her tantric massage 'torture'. When did she learn that? Why didn't she try it earlier? And when would she do it again? please. When she rang my cell at work I was unusually ready to pick up. "Hey Jess? We still on for our Friday night date?"
"You bet we are. I know we've both been cooped up this week, but I'm pretty wiped out from studying, and I'm hoping we can just stay in and watch a movie." I had no problem with that. I mentioned a couple movies we could curl up to, still not able to remember the name of the DVD she had hung on my track lighting... which when I thought about it I realized was still up there. "Ya hun. We can figure it out at your place."
"So Jess, I have to ask. Are you ten feet tall or what?" I was jesting, but I was curious what happened after the took the rock home. "Last I saw you ran out with a rock in hand. What was it you said was in it? Silver maga-something?"
"Silver maganite. No silly. While I was home studying I was able to do some.. well ah.... experimentation. If they are wrapped in metal, even something as simple as tin-foil, it seems to eliminate the effect they have on me. I also tried a few other things, and I'll tell you, so far I've had some good dermatological results." What in the world did that have to do with weird rocks that made her grow?
"Jess. What do you mean?" A coworker walked up to my cube and looking impatient. "No wait. I need to go. My place at 6pm?" We both confirmed and I rushed off the phone to attend to my work.
* First surprise
I expected she might already be there when I came in the door. Her jacket was laid out, and for a moment I thought she might be playing our hide and seek game. "Jess?"
"Hey Kurt," her call from the bedroom meant she wasn't hiding. I didn't see her in the bedroom, but a blue spring dress was laid out on my bed, buttons down the front. "I'm here." Since I couldn't see here where her voice was obviously coming from, it was obvious she was invisible. "Have a seat, I want to explain what I learned about the rocks." She talked for a few minutes about how long it took to dissapate her height when she was away from them. How she had measured how much the distance from and size of the rock factored in. Then she explained her determological approach. Apparently she was able to place a tiny amount in a cream and get some small amount of control over how it affected her.
"So you're wearing the rocks around now then? Does that mean you really are ten feet tall? Is that why you're invisible? I imagine it might be a big shock, probably a good call." I started blankly at the wall. If she was nodding or shaking her head I couldn't tell so I stood patiently.
"No no honey. I was my normal height today, and I admit I did come over a little early to get a little boost from the rocks you have here. You seemed to enjoy it before. I predict about two inches an hour. I shouldn't be too much over 6'. Well, not yet anyhow. Maybe you can just go out and let me get dressed for you. It can be a surprise." I nodded my way back across the room, closing the door on my way out.
Only then did I realize she must have been cooking before I came in. Dinner was plated out in the kitchen, and I finished setting the table. A moment later the bedroom door opened and she walked out, only it looked more like Jess's hotter older cousin, if she had one. She was definetly taller than me, which meant she was over 6' tall, but perhaps not by much. The blue dress she was wearing may have looked plain on the bed, but it looked hot and sexy on her. A couple of the top buttons were undone, and her breasts were pulling open a sliver view of her cleavage through the next couple. I almost took a double take. Cleavage? For all I loved Jess's athletic frame, she definetly didn't have cleavage. There was no doubt she was bustier than she had before. "You like honey?" She extended her arms to show herself off as she walked up and planted a big kiss.
"Wow." It was about the only phrase I could muster. "You look fantastic." We were embraced now, and though I couldn't get a look, I caught myself mentally figuring out how much bigger her breasts might be. "Jess. Am I seeing this right? Are you bigger up top?"
"Well, bigger all over silly, but yes. What better place to test out a topical cream then, well. I put it on this afternoon, and well, there you go. Boobies." She stood very straight, apparently sizing me up, ner nose about eye level. "Looks like about 6'4" at ...." She looked to the clock, "6:30." I ran my hand up her side in an effort to feel the new results, but she swatted me away and laughed. "One thing on your mind, I swear. There will be plenty of time for that later. For now they are sexy for looking." She walked to her place setting at the table, and posed her hands in a way where I wasn't sure if she was serving up dinner, or her new bustline. "Enjoy."
We both settled into dinner and sharing. She talked about some new studying; a little mishap where the neighbor saw her before she was done shrinking down to normal height; and an upcoming exam she had the following week. I couldn't help staring at her breasts. I let her know that I hadn't missed much on my little 'sick day', and that work was actually going to be light for the next couple of weeks. We both finished our dinner, clearing our plates to the kitchen. Her new curves turned her normally hot athletic appearance into something downright sultry. As she slipped dishes into the dishwasher, I was peeking for a view down her cleavage. Her normal bustline was fantastic, firm and athletic. In fact, she held the about the same shape without or without the thin camisol she typically wore for support. To see her filling out the dress this way. I mean, i really really couldn't help staring. As she stood up close to me, I heard her giggle as her finger lifted my chin up towards her. "Sorry Jess. The new results are ... impressive." Only then did I realize with how much I was looking up at her, she had already grown an inch or two during dinner. I straightened up and looked straight into her chin, "wow, are you 6'6" already?"
"Looks like it. 7:15pm." She backed away and stared down the front of her own dress. "Not quite a D-cup yet." She lifted and shifted the front of her dress a bit. "I bought this oversize today so I'd have a little extra room. Doesn't look like I padded the numbers enough." She managed to release the strain on the top button, for now. "Time for our movie!" She laughed as she looked up at the DVD she had hung on my track lighting a couple days before. "Doesn't look like we'll be watching that one." After walking over towards the netflix stack she read through the other movie titles. "This'll be perfect." It was a police comedy, kinda b-rate. I was fine with it. She moved to put in the movie as I turned out the lights and sat on the couch.
* movie time
Even having bought the dress a few sizes too big, it was already starting to look short. I admired her long and slender legs, and as she bent towards the DVD player, I could see her dress riding dangerously high on her thighs. As some previews began to roll she stopped short of the couch with her hands on her hips. "Looking for something?" In the dim light of the TV flickering some FBI warnings, she inched her dress up to more blatently reveal the pink panties she was wearing underneath. My eyes quickly darted up to hers as she giggled. "The way you're constantly gawking has me feeling like such a sexpot. I don't see how you could possibly make it through the movie." She said with a flirty confidence.
"Don't be silly. You'll be just as hot after the movie. Actually hotter." Of course I was alluding to the fact that she was growing a bit every minute she was here and near the stones. As she sat on the couch next to me, I felt a bit towered over and realized my normal habit of wrapping her up as she cuddled against me wasn't going to work out this time. She leaned back across my lap, propping herself up with one arm and putting her shoulders directly in my view of the TV.
"A confident man. How about we make a new little game? If you can tell me what happened in the movie when it's over, you can have a bedtime wish. If not, it's my turn." When she said 'bedtime wish' my mind raced to oral sex, though her little treatment the other day had me reconsidering. Jessica was normally pretty hard to resist, and now even more so. I was up for the healthy challenge. My palm was resting on her bare hip and the bottom hem of her now undersized dress. She fingered the next button at the top of her dress, looking down for a moment. "I'm trying not to ruin this one." Her unbuttoning it allowed a deeper view into her cleavage and increased the size of the prounced V-opening as her breasts stretched the fabric outward. Her eyes were back on me. "Are we hesitating?"
"I know how distracting you can be Jess, but I think I'm up for the challenge." She smiled at me as she moved close and layed into a soft and sensual kiss. She resumed her position as I craned my neck to each side to attempt to see around her shoulders and neck to the TV. "However, no fair blocking the picture."
She let out a giggle. "Fair enough. Good luck." We both enjoyed the friendly spirit of competition, especially a competition where everyone wins. I was sure this was going to be one of those competitions. She slid herself down the couch and laid against my lap, her shoulders and head resting on the pillow of the couch to my right. The bottom of her legs were dangling over the other end of the couch, and the friction had pulled the dress up to look light a nightie, almost exposing her panties. I let one hand naturally come to rest on her tummy. The other came to rest with my fingers sunk deep into her hair. The title sequence had just finished, and I already couldn't remember the name of the movie, but that wasn't what counts. I just needed to remember what happened. As the first scene opened up, her free hand was brushing against her open neckline and the bare exposed top of her breast. She'd slip it down towards the button, distracting me into thinking she was going to let another button loose, only to return to sliding her fingers along the neckline.
A couple scenes into the movie, I think I had caught all the names of the main characters. She seemed to be watching intently, and her breast caressing was losing it's powers of distraction when she carefully reached up to grasp my hand, drawing it out of her hair, and placing, no forcing it a bit awkwardly down the opening in her shirt. My fingers straddled the fabric of her dress, with my pointer and thumb resting outside, and the rest of my fingers now wedged between her bare breasts. I tried to caress my fingers along her bare skin, but the dress was stretched tight and didn't afford much movement. Bang. Something big happened onscreen and I had totally missed it. I tried my best to pay attention as her hand was now flicking the next unopened button as if to tease me with the task of opening it.
Even in the dark I could see her bustline had continued to expand. I tried to keep my eyes glued to the screen as I retracted my digits and freed them to work on the button. With even more pressure on the fabric it was not easy to release with one hand, especially while not looking at it intently. My other hand was halfway up to help out when I felt her firmly grip my wrist and slid it back down. However, she didn't stop at her tummy, she guided my fingers down until they were resting on the bottom hem of her dress. I took the hint and proceeded to attempt the single-handed unbutton, all while continuing to watch the screen and not miss any details, at least not details that were too important. After a couple minutes, I was able to undo one button and was working on the next. She was now playfully pulling at the neckline fabric, both increasing my challenge, and exposing a greater view of her breasts, now at least half uncovered. Her pulling at the fabric and my increased attention to some important scenes left the task of the next button still unfinished after quite some time.
She turned her head away from the TV and whispered under her breath, "what's your expert opinion. Have I reached a D-cup yet?" I took her invitation to stare seriously, and took a look, but in the dim light it was hard to tell. My silence provoked another response, "let me see if I can help out there." Her eyes were flickering from reflecting the light. She inhaled a little, and then deeper and the dress semi-violently pulled out of my hands as the next button was torn loose. The dress fabic was quickly pushed out of the way by both of her breasts, now almost completely exposed and also shimmering in the reflected light. She patted and gestured my hand down against her until my palm cupped fully against and between her breasts. I was now able to tactfully feel the change for the first time. In my semi-expert judge of cupsize they looked about Ds on her probably 6'7" frame, but that really understated their size as my hand covered little more than half of one breast. Her head was still turned up towards me, when she licked her finger and then rubbed it against the nipple of her other breast. She did this a couple more times, sticking out her tongue as she dragged her finger against it each time. "How are we doing with that movie? You missing anything?" She looked back to the screen, still continuing to rub her nipple and occasionally lick her finger. Her taunting gave me new determination as I turned my eyes on the screen, mentally focused on winning. Yet at the same time I followed her lead, wetting my fingers and massaging her other breast, making her nipple slippery and hard in the process.
While the next scenes unfolded I took satisfaction in getting the gist of the details while enjoying this calm exploration of her breast. However, my erection had now been pressing into her arm for some time, and was becoming slightly uncomfortable. When I squirmed underneath her twice, she could tell it was from some discomfort. "Jess, can we switch positions, I'm getting a little uncomfortable."
She snapped up the remote and paused the movie before lifting her trapped arm up across my view and then down into the couch to prop herself up towards me. "Ohh, I'm sorry honey." Was it deliberate that she sat with her breasts right in front of my face? I was almost startled by her free hand brushing against my erection, half in tease and half to check its location. "Is that what was uncomfortable?" I nodded my head in confirmation, still admiring her breasts. I subconsciously tried to judge their size, her dress still supporting them from underneath. She eased herself into my lap, and in a deft move pulled the top of my pants down just far enough to place her breast skin against the now exposed tip of my erection. "All better," she her hand on the back of my head helped brought our lips together for a kiss. While she entertained my tongue, my body urged to squirm for an entirely different reason, to rub my bare skin against her. My hands rested on her shoulder and hips. Between her teasing and my urging, her body was now swaying every so slightly back and forth. However, through the softness of her breast I could barely feel the motion where I wanted it most. Our kiss finally parted. "Hmm, almost 7:40." She must have seen the clock over my shoulder. "Shouldn't be much longer now." She continued to let herself be shimmied back and forth with a smirk, her free hand playfully scratching at the top of her breast.
"Longer for what Jess?" I could tell she had a plan. She always had a plan. She lost herself for a moment looking down are her own bustline with fascination.
"What? Ohh, to get down your DVD of course!" Her eyes darted up to the ceiling. A moment later she craned her head back over her shoulder, demonstrating an attempt to look back at the screen. "Well, there's still lots more movie, and I can't watch it like this." She stood herself up, and my hand instinctively returning my waistband to it's rightful place. With her dress bunched up a little, her panties were clearly visible below the hemline. Her breasts were fully bare and showing a teardrop fullness for the first time, having pushed the dress material underneath and out of the way. She motioned both hands out towards me and quickly pulled me to my feet. By the time I was standing, she was sitting on the couch and patting her lap. "Here laydown sweetie." After adjusting my pants I laid down on my back, bringing my head to rest on her lap. It wasn't exactly comfortable, so I reached for a pillow to slip under my back, easing the transition from her legs to the couch. Back in position, she reached forward for the remote, smashing her breasts into my face in the process. She retreated with the remote, giggling, "I'm going to have so much fun tonight. How ever do you survive my torture?"
I was staring up at her chin through the gap in her breasts when she pressed play and focused herself intently forward. I turned to the screen, disappointed that I couldn't see her and the movie at the same time. I was also bent in an awkward position, my shoulders pressed up too high. She must have noticed as I felt her shoving a small pillow under my head as she whispered, "this'll help hon." As I rested onto the pillow, she pulled me towards her and I felt the chilly bottom of her bare breast rest against my cheek. It was pleasant, and yet somehow less distracting as I snuggled into her and paid attention to the next couple scenes playing out. Then I felt the real trouble. Her hand slid down and I felt her fingers slip underneath my waistline. Opening the button of my pants, I felt her fingers against my erection. She was just playing, slowly tracing back and forth in different directions.
It must have been more than a half hour later when excitement on screen really heated up, two men running out of a car with weapons drawn, her hand motions stopped. My attention was instantly yanked away from the screen and I turned my head up towards her. I couldn't see her face and only succeeded in burying myself further under her breast in the process. I could feel her skin against my lips now, one eye covered, and one eye seeing flickers of light off her bare nipple, too close to focus on. I instinctively kissed, then suckled, then licked the underside of her breast, and was pleased when her fingers returned to their rhythmic motion againt my cock. "MMmmmm, honey," she cooed. "I love ... how you are ..." she had a sexyness to her voice, and was pausing for effect, "licking, and sucking .. every ... detail of this movie. " A wave of being caught in the act struck me, and I stopped and turned to the movie to see what I had missed. The two men were slowly making their way into an abandoned building. I didn't think I had missed any dramatic twists. "Awww." Her hand moved away from her entrancing movements and rested flat against my tummy. For the next several minutes, her pinky intermittently flicked the head of my cock.
As the movie was coming to a close, I ran what I remembered through my head. I had missed several parts for sure, but I think I could put together a convincing enough cliff notes version. I could still feel her pinky action when the credits began to roll and I stayed there a few minutes longer than we would have as a result. Deciding it was time to pass the test and get my reward, I slid out of the sandwich underneath her bare breasts only to have her hold down my chest and keep me from leaving her. The credits were dark, so the room was very dim now. I could see she was looking down at me past the landscape of her breasts. "Jess, you were very convincing, but I think I've got this one licked." She nodded with a smile, humming out a positive but skeptical confirmation. I started at the beginning, explaining the setup, and the main characters. As I explained, she inched her feet closer to the couch, inclining her legs and propping me up towards her. One of her hands was in my hair, the other still held on my chest.
She was still nodding and confirming as she leaned herself forward to grab the remote and pause the credits. Her breasts smashing into my face and muffling me in the process. How long had it been? I could tell they were already much bigger than before. "Ohh, I'm sorry honey, do continue. You're doing really well so far." She leaned back, but not far enough to pull her nipple away from my cheek. Her torso was moving now, dragging her breast against my face. I was doing my best to continue my synopsis, keeping the prize in mind. However, she had slid her nipple into the corner of my mouth. She giggled as my speech became affected by the intrusion. Her nipple was hard, and my tongue instinctively sought it out despite me trying to finish my explanation. I couldn't help but pause to suck and flick it with my tongue for just an instant. "Looks like you do have this one licked." She snickered, satisfied at her distraction. "What about the other.... details?" Her eyes shifted towards her other breast.
As I did my best to resume my explanation, she twisted herself, and I had to close one eye as her nipple dragged errantly across my face. As I spoke, I could feel her other breast resisting jaw movement underneath my chin. I was doing my best to continue until she let out a high pitched sound of faux surprise as her nipple flicked up from underneath my chin. I couldn't see it, but I could feel it now pressing into the skin beneath my lower lip. I finished up my synopsys with satisfaction. "But honey, I think you missed one pivotal element." I recounted a few other irrelevant facts, my sounds sorta muffled from her playing. I was pretty sure I hadn't missed anything. Her hand was now resuming it's motion downward, soon slid completely down into my shorts. "Okay. I admit you retained much more of that movie than I thought. I'll have to improve my powers of distraction. This detail, however, is right beneath your nose." She leaned in, smashing her oversize breast against my mouth and nose. I tongued her skin, and finding purchase on her fresh nipple I sucked and teethed it as she hummed confirmation. "That's the detail exactly. Right there." I cupped my hand against her breast and suckled for a solid two minutes before she relaxed me free of her sexual smothering. "You won fair and square. It's time for your bedtime wish."
Our bedtime wish games had started out with unusual requests, but over time had almost always settled on oral sex. "Ohh Jess, I've been looking forward to having your tongue on me all day." Half of the distraction during the movie I had supplied on my own as I imagined getting myself into her mouth.A result that wasn't going to happen from our current position, so I took that as my que to get myself up. From a standing position, even in the dim light she was a sexy sight. Her knees stuck out far beyond it's edge; her arm laid across the back, left her hand dangling off the armrest ; the couch looked miniature beneath her. Her 'dress' was no longer a dress at all. The top was unbuttoned, pushed aside and tucked under her bare breasts. The skirt of the dress was simply laying across her torso, and her bottom was barely covered by lace panties. I tried sizing up how tall she must in disbelief be now before realizing I could look to the clock. Almost 9pm. She aught to be, 6'9" by now. I had seen her bigger and taller than that, but her look tonight was entirely different. Even on her oversize frame her breasts looked to be proportionally past DD.
"Where would you like me? Here? Or has the couch seen enough action?" Her legs were spread in a very suggestive pose, but I could see it was simply for lack of any way to fit them under the coffee table. I reached my hand towards her in a gesture to pull her up off the couch, but realized I was unlikely to provide her much assistance. She rose from the couch with the awkwardness of someone rising from a chair far too small for them. My shock was apparent as she stood up. She wasn't just an inch or two taller. She paused eye to eye for a moment, and then straightened up, until I was staring at some of the remaining buttons on her dress. Her newly oversize breasts hung around the buttons, jutted out between us, and were simply huge. She answered the question on my mind. How did she get so big so fast? "Ohh hon. Did I forget to mention I brought my rock with me?" She must have had it near her on the couch. I could see the fabric of her dress slightly torn and bunched up against her torso. I looked up towards her eyes briefly when a hand came into view cradling one breast. She closed the distance between us. "Whatcha think? They look a bit bigger than DD now." That was more than an understatement. "What should we do with them? Maybe this?" I felt a hand on the back of my head pulling me into her as just one of her breasts entirely filled my view. My hands braced against her waist and then hugged around her sides for support. "You like that?" Her hands were on my shoulders and she laughed as I used my leverage to hold and rub my face against her breast. "Looks like you do."
She stayed still letting me continue, and a few moments later I pulled away. I reached my hand to the fabric of her dress, using it as a handhold to pull her towards the bedroom. She didn't move, and a couple more buttons snapped free as it stretched tight. She giggled and then followed my lead as I used the remaining fabric as a leash. When we reached my destination, I sat down on the bed, still holding onto the tattered dress. Her bellybutton right in front of me, she slid her hand beneath the remains of the dress, popping a few more buttons and dropping it to the floor before kneeling down. "I think that dress has served it's purpose honey." I was looking up at her face as she undid the rest of my pants and pulled them free. I pulled my shirt up over my head to finish the process, and she leaned into me, pushing me back onto my elbows. Her breasts were now smashed into my lap, but her lips still easily reached mine and she planted a sensous kiss before whispering to me. "Is this how you want your wish? Are you sure you're not thinking too.... " she dragged herself side to side, massaging her breasts into my lap. "small?"
"Jess, I know that look in your eye. What do you have in mind?" She did have a big smirk on her face.
"Have you noticed hon? I'm sort of huge." She stood up and placing a palm against the 9' ceilings. She made the light fixture look far too low as she looked up at it. "Looks like about 7'5", and .." As her hands fully cupped underneath her huge breasts, I couldn't help but make a mental comparison to how small my hands were. "My breasts are a little bigger. You think?" I nodded and confirmed with a sarcastic response about how they looked a little bigger. She approached me, climbing over me on all fours. I was in shadow under her as I felt her hands under my armpits quickly and easily pull me further up the bed. Still in shadow, her breasts loomed above me for a moment. "In fact hon, they are more than a little bigger." She swung a little to the side, dancing her nipples across my eyes and face. "From here it looks like each of them is a 'little bigger' than your little head! Let's see, you'll like this." She lowered herself, her breasts first smashing against my face and then parting. At the same time, I could feel the lace of her panties first dragging, then more grinding against my cock. She was saying something, but the sounds were muffled by her flesh around my ears. I brought both of my hands up to either side to caress her huge breasts. At first I enjoyed just squeezing them against my face. As I sized them, I realized she wasn't kidding. Each of her breasts was easily larger than my head! My hands caressed, reaching to touch every inch of them. She must have sensed me trying to slip my hands underneath, as she lifted herself, allowing me room to get my fingers against her nipples. A moment later however, she lowered herself back and and my hands were more trapped underneath her than caressing. She giggled and I could hear muffled sounds of her talking without being able to make out the words. A few moments after I gave up moving my hands against her, she rose up. "Did you hear me down there?" She reached her arm down and I could see her toss her panties aside. She must have torn them free. I felt her wetness descend and slide against my cock. "I said I think this could almost be like titty sex and real sex at the same time." She rocked herself forward and back; supported by her elbows above her head; her hefty breasts bouncing forward and back in plain view. As I felt her getting wetter, I wanted again to be smothered in softness. After just a few swings, she again lowered her breasts around me. She guided one of my hands to her chest and directed me to mirror her bouncing movements. I matched with my other hand as she bounced, sliding her breasts up and down around my face. "Mmmm." Her bouncing was more playful than sexual, and in just a minute her motion stopped.
She retreated to lay on her side next to me, her breasts propped up by one another. "Or maybe." Her hand reached down and began to massage the head of my cock. "Maybe I could start with some more tantric massage practice." She ran her fingers in a circle around the ridge. "And while you're enjoying you could, I dunno... make yourself useful ." She guided her breast toward my lips. "Wow, even my nipples are looking really big. Can you even fit that in your mouth honey?" Now she was just poking fun, of course I could. I pulled her and her upper breast towards me, sucking her nipple hard into my mouth. I circled it with my tongue, as she continued to dance me into extasy with her fingers. Fully resting my head back down, she followed me, keeping her breast against me. "Yes, lie back. How does that feel?" I could feel little waves of pleasure up my spine as she continued, and I hummed a little sign of pleasure into the skin of her breast. "I could really get used to having my way with you. You saw how much I enjoyed stage three." The sensation was maddeningly pleasurable. She was silent as she massaged me for a moment. I nuzzled deeper towards her, bringing my lips to her lower breast, my hand still lifting and massaging the other. "Yes honey. Right there...You better watch out. With my breasts so huge and soft." Her voice was taking on that melodramatic sexy quality. "And my nipples so big and hard for you." I had found purchase on her lower nipple and sucked hard against it. "You might get too excited and end up in stage two." I'm not sure how long it went on, but I know what I was thinking when I felt her hand retreat. I didn't want her to ever stop. "Wow. That's really relaxing. I could almost do that all night. Though if we do that now, you'll be of no use in the morning. I remember someone had a slightly different bedtime wish. Fellatio if I remember correctly?" She could see a shred of disappointment in my eyes. "Don't worry. I promise, stage three in the morning."
She turned sideways and stood from the bed, eyeing up the situation for a moment. I was incredibly turned on. "Yes Jess. That's my bedtime wish." She was a stunning sight as she knelt by the bed, leaning over to start with a soft kiss on my thigh. Her breasts were smashed against the covers. "Though now that you've opened my eyes." As she perked up a little, I took her hand and pulled her towards me, motioning her further onto the bed. "Get back on top of me. Yes." Her leg straddled over me, almost 69 position, though I was staring up at her bare behind.
I heard a thud as her feet bumped into the headboard. She laughed outloud. "Sure, but I'm going to need to make a little adjustment." I propped my head up, but couldn't see around her thighs. "Here." I felt her fingers wrap around my thighs and slide me down until my legs were off the bed and my feet down on the floor. i stood, and by the time I turned around, she was again on all fours. Her feet were flat against the headboard, and her shoulders were sticking off the bottom of the bed, her arms and hands held the edge of the bed at a bit of a backward slant. Her arms neatly framing her breasts. "I think I might be a little too big for this bed." In the heightened euphoria of her brief tantric massage, I couldn't help but want to caress every part of her. I stepped up to her and and kissed her, holding her now huge head in my hands.
"Wow Jess, you look so amazing. Don't move." I let my hands slide down her neck and shoulders. One hand slid down her back as she let out a little shiver while accentuating her pose. I slipped the other hand down her neckline to lift into her breasts, more pillowy as they hung free beneath her. I had to kneel on the bed next to her as I retracted from her neckline and reengaged with my palm across her tummy. Exploring the landscape of her expanded form while taking the time to really look at her was such an incredible turn on. I ran my hands down her buttox and thigh. "Would you mind sweetie? Turning around?" She silently knelt up and swung her legs around away from me, coming to rest with her feet now dangling off the edge of the bed. I shifted footward and repeated my caress up this side of her body, attempting to be fair to every inch of her. I wrapped my hands in around her arm and caressed and felt the new heft of her breasts, before ending by running the tips of my fingers up her neck. "Slide down." I motioned with some pressure on her shoulders and she walked her way backward and off the bed until she was kneeling at the foot, her wastline still well above it. I climbed up on the bed and positioned myself, laying back to place my head underneath her. I could smell the fragrance of her wetness.
"Ahh, I see honey." She lowered herself down onto me, but I had still misjudged how large she was. Her breasts smothered my lap as she giggled. I felt her fingers against me as she guided my cock up between her breasts. "I think your guy could get downright lost in there." She giggled, shimmying her breasts around me a little. In a moment I felt her hands on my thighs, again effortlessly sliding downward. As she had straightned up, I was treated to an upside down view of her frontside before she again laid down against me. This time her breasts came to rest on my chest. For a moment I was startled by the warmth of her tongue on me. "Mmmmm." She took me into her mouth and played a bit. I brought my hands to her sides and pressed her forward, hoping I'd be able to get her breasts up to my lips. She slipped me out of her mouth and arched her torso away to look down at me. "Ohh, you want some double trouble. Are you sure you can handle them?" I tried to meet her eyes while nodding. She repositioned and I brought both hands to her breasts as she brought them down within reach of my lips. She wasn't smothering me this time, her breasts were just within reach as I guided each one alternately to my lips. She was back to teasing with me her tongue, periodically changing her momentum to keep me in anticipation. I reached my hands down between her legs and started massaging her clit. She was dripping wet, and she started grinding against my fingers as I pleasured her. Her motions pulled her nipple from my mouth, though she was quick to deliberately place it back against me. She slowed the motions of her mouth and, inadvertently I think, smashed her breast down into my face hard as she let out a whimper and climaxed. After a moment's pause she regained her composure. "Wow, this was supposed to be your wish night. You just might deserve another in the morning." With that she worked me into her mouth with deliberateness. I could feel the roughness of her tongue dragging against me and reached up around her back, pulling me towards her in my final moments of climax.
She let me rest in her mouth for a moment before picking up off me and heading to the restroom to rinse off and brush her teeth. I followed her and let it feel like our normal ritual for a moment, despite the obvious distraction of her unusual growth. Though as I brushed away it was the little things that stood out, like the way I could clearly see her crotch in the mirror as her waist easily cleared the counter's edge. Or the way when we turned to face eachother, I was staring up towards the ceiling to meet her eyes, and she had one hand nonchalantly resting on the top of the shower glass.
By the time we crawled under the covers, we were both exhausted from our long night of escapades. Only for a moment did it flicker through my mind that with her staying over, she was going to wake even taller than she was now. She was hardly fitting in the bed as it was. I wondered what I would dream about as I drifted off.
* Morning of excess
I awoke to a familiar sight. She was lying on her side in silouette. Her feet stretched well beyond the covers as they had on a morning just a few days ago. Could it really be no longer a shock to see her this big? When she noticed me awake she started laughing. Actually, she was so giddy laughing her frame was shaking. "Jess? What's gotten into you?"
"Houston, we have a problem." She turned onto her back, and under the sheet her silouette changed. Her breasts jutted out almost a foot from her chest! I had to take it in for a moment. If the night before she was huge, now she was titanic! From my previous experience, I guessed her to be about 8'5". As before, she wasn't just tall, but had enlarged, her proportional appearance resembled an oversize greek statue. However, no greek statue had porn star size breasts rising off their frame.
"Wow. That's something else." I quickly sat up alert in bed. "Honey, you know how much I like big breasts. Don't take this as a complaint, but I think that might be too big. Can you wash off the silver maganite?" She explained her previous test, and how the cream absorbed the minerals right into her skin. She assured me that the effect would fade over time, as the minerals distributed more generally through her body and were eventually removed from her system. However, she also explained the reality, it could take a while. Even if when she was shielded from the rocks to get her overall size down to normal, it would take a good deal longer for the minerals in her system to lose their effect.
"In short. I'm going to have to take my exam from home next week, and you're going to have to suffer through monstrous boobies for a while." It was really too funny not to laugh, so I did, and she joined me. With her lying on her back like that, I had an urge and climbed up to sit on top of the sheet straddling her tummy. It felt intimate looking eye to eye, and I was a little more used to her oversize facial features, through the objects of our laughter were distractingly huge between our faces. I pulled the sheet down, and was even more stunned to see her breasts naked. "Go ahead hun. You might not get another chance like this." They were still shapely and taught, but were spilling out a good distance over the frame of her chest. My hands felt the countours with surprise, starting from her sides, and panning towards the center. Lying on her back, even their firmness didn't offer any cleavage, and so my hands came together on the relative flatness near her sternum.
"Wow, they are just really...." My eyes were wide with fascination. She nodded her head, knowing what I was thinking. I readjusted myself further up her body to get a better reach and caress around the top, encircling the entire shape of each breast, easily a foot in diameter in their slightly flattened state. My mindset to this point had been more clinically fascinated than connected. However, her face was calm and beautiful, and the sun was coming in just catching her lips. I leaned over forward to give her a good morning kiss. At her present size it wasn't truly a kiss. She opened her mouth slightly and I suckled her bottom lip, then her top lip. My arms were bracing myself on her shoulders, and her oversize breasts were pressed up against my chest. I could feel the pace of her breathing increase as her chest rose and fell. Her hand pressed into my back, and I collapsed against her in a hug. I reached to reciprocate, though my grasp was mostly wrapping and squeezing her new oversize assets!
I felt her giggle beneath me as her palm on my rear pulled my lap right up against her breasts. I was sitting up now, and her hands came along her sides and pushed together in a dramatic show of cleavage. Her hands! "They're pretty huge huh?" I placed my hand against hers. When she realized I was comparing the size of our hands, she corrected herself. "Ohh, ya, those are big too, but no bigger than Tuesday." She shook her breasts up and down a little, bouncing them against my thighs. "Last night these were new toys to play with. Now they are just unbelievable."
I placed my palms flat against one breast as I had on Tuesday, framing her nipple. My hands sank into the flesh. I repeated her word, "unbelievable." Only then did I realize what I should have seen before, that her nipples were monstrous too. I closed the grip until I had her soft nipple in one hand. I must have tickled her a little as she giggled. I twisted and squeezed it until it hardened up and put my thumb and forefinger around it to measure it out at easily the size of a quarter. I felt a growing desire to explore it, to feel that nipple with my tongue and with my lips. However, my current sitting position didn't offer the opportunity.
She let her hands free, allowing her breasts to part sideways. She stared down between them, and I could see she was obviously looking at my arousal, sprouting as she spoke. "It looks like someone thinks they are still fun toys to play with huh?" She paused for a moment, watching as I became more hard from her attention. "I think you should help him play with them." She pressed them back together slightly. "Go ahead hun, slip him inside." I pressed my cock down in the gap, noticing that the tip didn't even make it halfway up the cleavage as she pressed together around it. "Mmmm.." She rolled her hands around at first, and then started bouncing her breasts against my lap in small movements. Honestly, she wasn't creating much friction on me, but it may have been just about the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I placed my hands on her shoulders and attempted to get more sensation by shoving myself deeper into her tits. We were nearly eye to eye now, before her face rose and she suggestively sucked on my lower lip. She ended with a slow lick sideways across my lips. As I sat back up, something about my look must have told her that this wasn't creating as much sensation as she had hoped. "We might need to try that again when they are a little smaller." Her cleavage parted and she pulled my cock against her, rubbing it back and forth against her right breast. "Do you need some breakfast? Or are you ready for stage one already?" I didn't answer right away, and she kept her rubbing motion constant.
"Uhm. Both?" She giggled at me, all the while continuing to rub me against her. However, she motioned me off and away from her.
"I think you might need more than juice for what I have planned." She sat up, tossing me off her with a little more force than I think she intended, then stood up. She let out a little startling sound. Looking up, I realized she had tapped the ceiling and was now bending her head to avoid damaging it. "Oops. I guess that silver maganite in me might have supercharged the growth process. Looks like I'm over 9'. Wow." Whoa, and she was! Her breasts now took on an entirely pleasing teardrop shape. She looked incredibly sexual and feminine, though in a supercharged oversized way. I stood up on the bed, and was still about a foot shorter! Her arm quickly steadied my wobbled steps across the mattress to reach her and I held it for balance. Right now it seemed only natural to give her a hug, but it looked like the only thing I could reach out around was her oversize mammaries. "Ohh hon, time for a proper morning hug." She bent, slipped her left arm under mine, and before I could get a grip on her, I was off the ground. She braced me completely, and at the moment I felt like I was just dangling off the side of her breast as she squeezed. I clawed my toes against her a couple times, then felt her hand lifting my butt. Once I had my legs around her waist I no longer dangled, though my entire view was of her breast smashed against my chest.
* shower
* feeding -
* stage one buildup during
* her studying - sitting in her lap, handling her books while she handled me
* tv -
* stage two torture
* first:
* second:
* third: sex, not enough friction; oral, not enough; alternate, thrusting into her breasts, dirty talk, oral -> stage three