4 comments/ 94730 views/ 26 favorites Techno Tits By: rhinotoons It began as a joke over beers between college buddies, but in the end Jack Hinkly was the one with egg on his face. Jack Hinkly and Bill Anderson had been friends since the first day of college. Fate had them assigned together then as it did now ten years later. Jack had looked up his college roommate soon after moving into town. It was no longer just Bill Anderson, but Dr. Bill Anderson. Following their initial conversation on the phone, Jack had invited Bill over for a few beers. It was then that the idea began to form. "Bill, don't you think it's ironic that we spent all those days ogling women in college and now you get to see all the tits you want. I mean becoming a plastic surgeon was a stroke of genius!" "Well Jack, the job has its perks...no pun intended," they both laughed together as they popped another beer. "When do I get to meet your wife...Mandy, right?" Bill asked "Oh, probably not today, she's at the club playing tennis with the girls." "Well she sounds like a great gal, based on what little you've told me." Finishing his second beer and starting his third, Jack decided to confide some of his frustrations to his old roommate, even though they hadn't spoken in years. The short get together seemed to bridge the gap of time. "Mandy's a super wife Bill, we met two years ago just after she graduated from college. She's bright, articulate, and very good looking...but..." "But what?" Bill sat up in his chair genuinely interested. "Well...it's kind of hard to explain. She didn't date much in college. I guess it was a case of guys not asking her out because they were intimidated or thought she would already have dates lined up. Anyway, I was the first person she dated seriously...she was very naïve about sexual issues and made it quite clear she was going to stay a virgin until her wedding day. I guess that's what every guy wants...right?" "Right," Bill answered, "so what's the problem?" "The problem is that I was 30 when we got married and had a lot of experience sexually and Mandy was as pure as new snow. I've been trying to get her to be more adventuresome in bed, but all she wants is to make love once a week, twice tops...and only in the missionary position." "Ohhhh! I see," exclaimed Bill, "You have the knock-out wife of your dreams, but she'll only put out on a limited basis and now your frustrated and don't know what to do?" "Yeah...Mandy's got the face of angel, with dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes...she's about 5'-8" with long tan legs, a thin waist and a really fine ass. Being a breast man, about the only shortfall she has is that her tits are only 32Bs. My only wish is that she had a bigger sexual appetite and tits!" "Does she know you like big breasts?" Bill asked. "Sure she knows. She sees me looking at other women and it drives her nuts" "I'll tell you what Jack, why don't I invite you and Mandy over to grill out, have a few drinks, and go for a swim with Karen and me. My wife is really open-minded sexually and I'll clue her in on Mandy. I did a boob job on my wife that she loves to show off. Maybe the subject will come up between the girls during the night. Who knows what could happen." "Wow! That sounds great Bill, let's set it up." The two friends made a date for the following weekend. Jack fantasized the whole week about a huge set of hooters on his wife and fucking her from behind. 'Surely it was possible,' he thought. Mandy wasn't a big beer drinker so Bill had convinced his wife to make some "special" punch with vodka, just like college days, to loosen everyone up a little. Bill, Karen, and Jack were all 32 or 33, while Mandy was the baby of the bunch at 24. Karen felt like she should take her under her wing and subtly try to teach her a few things after Bill had relayed the conversation he had with Jack. Following BBQ chicken, rice, and corn on the cob, Mandy found herself in the Anderson's large master bath with Karen, changing into their bathing suites. With all the mirrors in the room it was pretty obvious that Mandy was staring at Karen's rather large breasts. "Do you know what kind of doctor my husband is?" Karen asked pulling up her bottoms but leaving her top bare. "Uhhh...no," Mandy said, quickly shifting her glances away from Karen's tits. "He's a plastic surgeon...and yes, he did my breasts in case you're wondering." "No, I wasn't wond..." Karen cut her off, "sure you were, I saw you staring...go ahead take a closer look." Mandy gathered up her courage and turned to look at Karen's bare chest. Her breasts stood up firm and proud. They looked like big round balls on her slim figure. Mandy felt her hand start to rise involuntarily as if it wanted to touch them. "Go ahead and feel them," Karen said reading her mind, "I know that's what you're thinking. All my girlfriends wanted to right after I had it done. Come on...don't be shy." Karen thrust them out further as Mandy reached out a tentative hand to touch them and then jerked back like she'd received an electrical shock. "Don't worry Mandy, they don't bite...give them a good squeeze...see what they feel like." Mandy touched them lightly at first and then squeezed harder. The more she did the more she wanted to keep feeling their puffy firmness. "They feel good don't they? My husband could put a nice pair on you which I'm sure Jack would like." "Oh! I couldn't do that," Mandy said, reeling back and coming to her senses somewhat. "Let me tell you something Mandy, from someone with experience. Men love big breasts and I'm sure Jack is no exception. If you want to keep his interests from wandering then maybe you need to give what Mother Nature didn't give you, a little boost. Let's go out to the pool and I'll prove it too you. Your husband's going to be staring at my tits all night." Mandy looked down at her relatively flat chest in comparison. She followed Karen out the door hoping in her heart that she wasn't right, but knowing in her head that it was true. For the next two hours while they drank, swam, and laughed, Mandy kept stealing glances at her husband. Nine times out of ten she caught him ogling Karen's top-heavy chest. By the end of the evening she knew what she had to do. The surgery was scheduled for two and half weeks after the party. Jack had grinned to himself while Mandy had squirmed through a discussion about feeling good about herself and how 'all the other girls,' at the tennis club were getting breast augmentation. She couldn't call it a boob-job because it sounded too demeaning to her. Jack played it off and told her that if she really wanted to do it then he would support her decision. The fact that Bill was a friend made for a substantial discount, but also some discomfort for Mandy. Her main concern was going through a preliminary physical with Bill, but Jack finally convinced her that it was all very professional and not to worry about it. Despite his reassurances, Mandy broke into the liqueur cabinet and made a few stiff drinks before her office visit. Bill, on the other hand, was thrilled about the appointment with Mandy and the upcoming surgery. Ever since he had seen her at the pool he couldn't get his mind off her. His wife Karen was a good looker, but Mandy was stunning. Her lips were full and slightly pouty. He loved her big brown eyes, capped with long eyelashes and thin half-moon eyebrows. Her ass curved out slightly, small and firm looking, like you could palm it with one hand like a basketball. Like Jack had said, with a big set of hooters, Mandy was going to be absolutely ravenous. Somehow he was going to have to cure her of her shyness and goody two shoes mentality. "Do I have to undress completely?" Mandy asked, her face turning red. "Yes," Bill said in his most professional voice, "even though this is outpatient surgery, it's still surgery and there could be complications. My job here today is to ensure that there aren't any, by making sure you're completely fit for surgery." He emphasized the word completely. The naïve housewife obeyed the doctor's every word, shedding all her clothes until she was standing before him completely naked. Bill decided against offering her a hospital robe wanting to see how far he could take this. Mandy kept reminder herself that he was a professional, despite the strong desire to cover her private parts with her arms and hands. "Hop up on the table," he said, "and we'll get started.". He went through all the usual things, checking her pulse, throat, ears, eyes and so on. Then he had her lie back on the slightly raised table as he put her legs into the stirrups. "You can close your eyes if you want to," Bill said as he began squeezing her breasts and pushing in on her stomach. She let out a low moan as he pinched her nipples while telling her he was checking for lumps. Bill then told her to keep her eyes closed as he sat down in a chair between her legs. "I'll have to shave you down here as a precaution," he said, "your very hairy and in case of an emergency appendectomy we wouldn't want to have to shave then." Mandy didn't question his comments, but was glad she had made those two drinks, otherwise she would have been embarrassed beyond belief. She kept her eyes shut tight as she felt the warm water pour onto her dark hairy bush. She could hear the distinct sound of canned shaving cream and then a few seconds later a razor running between her widely spread legs. After a few minutes she heard Bill say, "I'm going to rub some Baby Oil on you so that you don't chaff." He began slowly at the tops of her thighs rubbing the oil into her smooth flesh. As he made his way closer and closer to Mandy's vulnerable cunt he heard her gasp. Her breathing became heavy and erratic as he kept up the rubbing, his palm making contact with her clit. "Ooooooooooooh," Mandy moaned and then quickly said, "I'm sorry doctor...I mean Bill." "That's O.K. Mandy, it happens all the time...feel free to let yourself go, it doesn't bother me." "Just a few more minutes," he said, continuing to rub her clit as he ever so gently slipped his index finger in to her wet pussy up to his first knuckle. "Mmmmmmmmmm......oooooohh....gaaaaaaahhhhhh ....I'm cuuuuummmmmminnnnnnnggggg" Mandy breathed frantically, lifting her ass off the table, trying to get more of Bill's finger into her hungry cunt. Bill pushed his index finger into her pussy as far as he could, curling it backward towards himself so that he could rub her g-spot. "Oooh....oooohh....I'm cumming again...ahhhhhhhhhh!" She bucked her hips feverishly, thrashing her head back and forth; her legs spread wide like a butterfly, the lips of her pussy pulled open, swollen and red. Later as Bill confirmed the surgery date with her, Mandy continued to apologize for her lack of self-control and how her body had responded during a "routine physical." Her third orgasm had occurred while she was bent over the table, her legs spread wide with Bill's gloved finger up her tight pink anus. Mandy's scream had brought the nurse running in to see what was going on. The day of the surgery, Mandy was in the operating room having the anesthesia administered while Bill and Jack talked outside. "Jack, I wanted you to know that after all of the consulting with Mandy, she decided that she wanted a size 34C." Bill acknowledged shaking his head slightly as if he was somewhat disappointed. "34C!" exclaimed Jack, "that's barely bigger than her current size. Did you ask her why she wanted to go through all this for only a slightly larger chest?" "I did Jack...she said she wanted the shape and firmness, but that going too big would probably be awkward in social settings and a hassle when she played tennis." "Is there anything we can do at this point?' Jack asked with obvious concern. "Well, if you sign a consent form, that I could file away and you don't have to show her, I could increase the size a little." "Great!" Jack said, "Let's make 'em 38Ds!" he exclaimed, almost salivating at the thought. "Whooaa boy! That's a pretty big jump." Bill countered. "That's o.k. I'll sign whatever you want. She's a pretty naïve girl. I'll tell her they seem bigger because her back's so small. She'll believe it." "All right Jack, whatever you say...Oh! I almost forgot. I have something else that may solve the problem of frequency and excitement you talked about." "What...what is it?" "It's kind of controversial, but a friend of mine at the University developed a small microchip that he dubs the 'Pleasure Chip.'" Bill looked Jack right in the eyes. "It works like this. I insert a small chip under the skin just above Mandy's clitoris. With her knocked out for the breast surgery she won't feel a thing. Anyway, the chip comes with a remote control with several settings, low, 1, 2, 3, 4, and high. The person, you in this case, operating the remote can turn it on and the chip acts as a stimulator on her clitoris from the inside out. It will get her sexual juices going and she'll end up seeking you out for relief...how does that sound." "Unbelievable...almost sci-fi," Jack said, "are you sure it will work?' "Only one way to find out. My friend says just be careful at the high levels of 4 and above for any length of time." "It sounds great to me...now I'll finally be able to control our sex life...even if she has a headache!" Jack laughed. "All right Jack, sign here and I'll see you in a couple of hours." It was two weeks after the surgery when Many drove herself over to Bill's office for her initial check-up. After the surgery she had been shocked by the dramatic difference in the size of her tits. Bill explained that he had put in the size she had asked for 34C, but because of her small back it actually made her larger in front and require a 38D bra. It seemed to make sense to her coming from the doctor and she figured she'd get used to it. Jack's couldn't keep his eyes off her and was walking around with a continual erection. Bill had told her no sex, lifting heavy objects, or touching her breasts until after her two-week check-up. He had also given her a very firm bra that seemed as if it had been made during World War II so that her breasts would remain upright and heal correctly. Jack's nuts were ready to burst and Mandy had made him promise not to masturbate during the two weeks and that they would celebrate that night following the check-up. Mandy loved the fact that he was so hard up and decided she was going to use the tits he wanted so bad to tease him to the max. "Hi Mandy, good to see you. You know the drill. You can put your clothes on the chair and then sit up here on the table." Mandy was getting more used to being naked in front of Bill. The pre-op check up and surgery had removed most of her initial embarrassment. She sat in front of him, legs closed and chest out. 'Might as well tease him a little too,' she thought. What she didn't know was that Bill was also testing the "Pleasure Chip" for Jack at the same appointment. As Bill moved closer to examine Mandy's breasts he reached into his pocket and turned the remote to "1." "Mmmmmmm," Bill said, feeling the weight of her large breasts, "they seem to have healed just fine. I'll just have to put you through a few tests to make sure and then you can be on your way." Mandy squirmed a little, the slight vibrations of the chip beginning their work. "Are you nipples always this erect?" Bill asked. "No...that's something new since the surgery. Will they ever go down?" "Probably not, many times that's a side effect of the surgery. The saline pack pushes the underlying muscle out, which in turn pushes your nipple out, creating that permanent nipped look. I hope you can live with it o.k." "Well...I guess I don't have a choice," Mandy said, "they're also much more sensitive now." Mandy spread her legs slightly. 'This is weird, I've felt embarrassed at the doctors before, but never horny,' she thought, her vagina starting to lubricate itself. "Let's start the first test by having you jog in place," Bill said, "we need to see if there's any pain when they bounce." Mandy laughed, her face turning a slight pink, "Jack would give a hundred bucks to be here right now!" 'I bet he'd pay more than that,' Bill thought, 'this is going to be fun playing with this undersexed honey!' Mandy stood up, facing Bill and started a slow jog. He urged her to go faster and prance more...up and down. As she did so her big firm breasts bounced freely without the confines of a support bra. Bill's eyes followed the top-heavy brunette as her tits nearly hit her in the face and then came slapping down into the top of her stomach. "Do you feel any pain?" Bill asked after a few minutes as he turned the remote up to level 2. "No pain at all," Mandy replied smiling. "You can stop then." "Now we'll check for lower back pain and flexibility." Bill informed her. "Turn around, facing away from me, and touch your toes." Mandy did as she was told, knowing that he was going to have a perfect view of her ass and the underside of her hairy pussy as she touched her toes. "O.K. hold it down there," Bill said, "I need to trace your spine and check on your lower back muscles...tell me if anything hurts." Bill stood up leaning over her, the erection in his pants nearly touching the crack in her ass. 'Her ass is so fine,' Bill thought, beads of sweat breaking out on his brow, 'and what a fine pussy...I've gotta have it.' Mandy's new full breasts were pressing into her thighs as Bills hands slowly traced their way down her spine to the muscles just above her buttocks. She shivered as goosebumps jumped out all over her flesh. "Now spread your legs apart so I can check your stability and hip flexion," Bill said matter of factly. Mandy grew warm and flushed as she did what the doctor ordered, knowing that her pussy was fully exposed and vulnerable. "How's that?" she asked meekly. "A little wider...okay....now grab you ankles." The doctor smiled to himself amused at how easy this was. He was seated in a chair right behind her now. Her open pussy staring him in the face, growing slicker with each passing moment as the chip did its work. Mandy began moaning involuntarily as her body quit fighting the chip's stimulation on her clitoris. 'Why am I getting so excited,' she thought, 'Oooooooh it's killing me...I've gotta touch myself!' Her mind challenged her. 'I can't do it with the Bill here,' she fought back with herself. "All right...Mandy... you check out okay so far...now just hop up in the stirrups and I'll do a quick vaginal check." "Uhh...Uhhh...okay doc," Mandy muttered trance-like as her body started to spasm with a mini-orgasm from the chip's enticement. "Are you feeling okay Mandy?" he asked marveling at the experiment. "Yeah...yeah...just fiiiiiiiine!" she squealed at the end, another mini-orgasm hitting her as she moved into the stirrups. Mandy was losing it and at a total loss to explain what was happening to her. Normally very proper and refined, the chip's affect on her psyche was equally as interesting as it was on her physically. The more the sensations increased the more her inhibitions decreased. 'I wish Jack were here to fuck the shit out of me!!' Mandy's mind screamed, while the last of her subconscious was wondering where the words 'fuck' and 'shit' came from. Bill had her locked in and turned the remote up to 3 as he sat into his chair right in front of her widely spread legs. He could barely notice the vibrations coming right above her clitoris; however, the wetness in her pussy was very apparent. She shook again as her juices began dripping onto the floor below. Bill leaned forward with his face as Mandy thrust her hips forward to meet him. As his stiff tongue touched her pussy-hole Mandy let out a scream. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...lick me...stick your tongue deep into my wet pussy!!" Mandy grabbed the back of Bill's head, thrusting her crotch into his face almost violently as she came in a series of multiple orgasms. Bill tried to keep up with her, a mixture of excitement at licking out this unrestrained beauty and also fear that things were getting totally out of control. He fumbled in his pocket for the remote and accidentally turned it up to 4 instead of back to 2. "Oooooooohhhhh....Gaaahhh Fuck me Bill...fuck me hard...I need you sooooo baaaaaaad...ahhhhhhhhhhh," Mandy's body continued to shake, her forehead heavily wrinkled from her eyes being shut so tight. Techno Tits Bill tore his pants off, his stiff 8-inch cock pumped full of blood, a mixture of red and purple hues. Reaching up with both hands to grab hold of her sensitive tits he first squeezed there fullness and then grabbed the nipples and began pinching and tugging on them. "Aaaaaaahhhhh... yeeeessssss...pinch my tits...oooooohhhh their so sensitive...ooohh....ooooh.....fuck me Bill....please fuck meeeeeee!" Bill slid his hands down to her slim waist, just above her flared hips and pulled himself fully into her deep wetness. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....that feels so goooooood....give it to me hard....Ooooooooooohhhh." Bill pulled all the way out of her tight but sopping cunt and plunged into her again until his pubic bone crashed into hers. For the next ten minutes he continued pounding into his friend's wife as Mandy continued to be racked with one orgasm after another. Finally Bill could hold off no longer and drove back into her mightily one last time, his ass cheeks clenching tightly as he blasted his cum into her. He continued to hold her hips tightly his full eight inches jammed into her as far as he could go as he cock jumped and sputtered, pouring his full load into the deepest parts of her cunt. In the aftermath Mandy felt completely humiliated and embarrassed at her forcing herself upon her doctor and a married man. She continued apologizing profusely as she tried to wipe away all the juices and sweat on her body, somehow compose herself and get dressed. "Please don't tell Jack about how I acted," she begged Bill, "I'm so ashamed at myself. I feel as if I've betrayed my marriage and our friendship." Bill acted out his part, consoling her and assuring her that he wouldn't say anything to anyone. It was the same as the attorney-client privilege he told her. Before Mandy left, Bill told her that he was concerned about what had happened, would have to document it, and wanted to see her in a week. "I'll keep the real reason a secret," Bill said convincingly, "tell Jack that there were some minor blood work complications, that your not to have sex for another week, and that hopefully it will be resolved next week." Mandy nodded her head slowly, eyes bowed, as she turned to walk out the door. Bill smiled to himself, 'Poor Jack, he's going to be high and dry for another week!' Jack was pissed when he found out he wasn't going to be able to have sex with his wife for another week. Especially after he had prepared a gourmet dinner by candlelight for what he thought would be the first night of sex with Mandy's new 38D tits. He knew Mandy was disappointed as well by the look on her face and didn't want to blame her. After consoling her however he immediately called Bill to get details and ask about the "pleasure chip." "I didn't even get to test it," Bill said, "she was so disappointed after the blood test...I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I'll try again next week. Now remember...no sex this week. It could mess-up the blood work. You've come this far, I know you can do it." A few days later, Bill and Jack were having a few beers at Bill's house. Bill continued to nurse his first beer while popping one after another for Jack, as Jack went on and on about going crazy not being able to have sex with his wife for going on three weeks. After Mandy got over the events at the doctor's office and seeing how hot her husband was getting looking at her change into her pajamas that night she decided that the week would be one of an all out tease on Jack. She changed her clothes as often as she could in front of him, went without wearing a bra or panties, moving around in provocative positions as much as possible. Jack was walking around with a continual erection; his full five inches jutting out proudly. Jack had begged her to suck him off or at the very least beat him off, but Mandy had refused, saying, "if I can't get off then neither can you...and if I catch you beating off then you won't get any next week either!" Coming from a proper virginal upbringing, this new teasing act was coming very naturally to her. Jack finished his eighth beer, slurring along about his 'wife the cunt' and how 'Miss big tits' wasn't giving him any, when he passed out. A fly on the wall might have thought the next sequence of events was a bit odd. Bill began undoing Jack's pants, pulling them and his underwear down around his knees. He then pulled a zippered case he had brought along unnoticed, pulling out the precision surgical instruments. Lifting Jack's scrotum, Bill made a tiny incision under it and took the sterile tweezers, gently placing a small chip in before closing him up with a tiny stitch that would disintegrate over 24 hours. "Now," the sinister doctor muttered to himself, "I'll be able to control when, how, and if, Jack will be able to have an erection or orgasm." From this day forward, Jack and Mandy Hinkly's lives would be drastically different. Mandy showed up at Bill's office for her check-up, hopeful that she would be given a clean bill of health. Her two-week check-up had been a mixture of heaven and hell. She didn't know what had come over her body. It seemed to have a mind of it's own. Mandy had felt a full spectrum of emotions; from embarrassment and shame to euphoria and lust. 'I've got to stay under control this week,' she thought, 'that was a one time betrayal of my body.' Deep in her heart Mandy's desire was to stay faithful to her husband and better their marriage. That was why she had gone through with the boob job in the first place. Since she couldn't have sex with Jack until the next check-up, Mandy had used the week to see how others reacted to her "new" body. With her great looks, long legs and perfect ass, she was used to getting whistles and double takes whereever she went. Now with her new 38D chest she was stopping traffic. Over the course of the week she stuck to wearing tight tank tops with deep plunging necklines. Her nipples, which were continually hard, as a side effect to the augmentation, created a permanent thimble protrusion on her shirts. The extra bounce of her oversized chest, with each step, made her feel frisky and vivacious. 'It's so pathetic,' she thought on a short trip to the supermarket, 'how these men are so ruled by a few extra inches of fat strategically placed!' Heads jerked after passing by, peaked over magazine racks, and peered from behind stacked can displays. It had been major torture for her husband Jack. She had allowed him to soap up her firm nubile body and the big tits he had dreamed about for so long, but hadn't been allowed to get off. Mandy had never felt his erection so hard between the cheeks of her ass as he ran his hands up and down her firm fleshy mounds. He couldn't keep his hands off them even though it was causing him so much pain and heartache in the meantime. "Mandy, my balls are so full honey, I've gotta get off!" Jack moaned to her one night in bed mid-week. "I'm sorry, babe, it's the doctor's orders. I'm sure you can make it just a few more days. Then this body will be all yours for the taking...anytime you want it!" Bill turned the remote up to 2, as soon as he saw Mandy show up at his office. He had decided to let her warm up a little out in the waiting room so she would be ready to go once he brought her back. Mandy felt her body start to respond as she tried to ignore it by reading a magazine. She was almost ready to get up and leave when she heard her name called out by the receptionist. Bill didn't waste very much time after greeting her. He noted that they had already been through most of the tests and that he had consulted his manuals during the week and thought it might be something rectally causing the problems. He turned the remote in his lab jacket up to 3, as he asked her to disrobe, put her hands on the table in front of her and spread her legs. Mandy complied, all the time wondering why she had to take off her shirt, while watching Bill snap on his latex gloves. She took her position, spreading her legs wide and arching her back to push her ass out provocatively toward the doctor. 'I might as well give him a hard-on since he's putting me in this position,' she grinned to herself, although still slightly humiliated. "I'm putting some lubrication on my finger to make the entry as easy as possible," Bill said, "this should only take a minute." Mandy's groin began to burn as she felt the involuntary build-up of the first orgasm from the chip. "Mmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned inwardly as she thrust her ass out further. Bill smiled wickedly at his friend's hot wife. 'She's perfect in ever way and I'm gonna have my way with her again!' Bill spread Mandy's ass cheeks while slowly working his index finger into her tight pink and puckered rectum. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Mandy let out a screech as the second orgasm exploded in her groin. With his finger fully into her ass, Bill reached around and started rubbing her tits, alternating between squeezing them hard and pulling the nipples out as far as he could. "Ooooooooooh yeeeeaaaahhhhh...be rough with my tits....gahhhhhhhhh I love it!" Bill continued pistoning his finger in and out of her ass as he reached down to pull his throbbing eight-incher out of his pants. Pushing forward his rock hard cock slide between her dripping pussy lips, not entering her, but sawing back and forth at the entrance to her cunt. "Oooooh Biiillllll....that feels sooooo good...push your big cock into me...I'm sooooo hot!" Bill couldn't resist teasing her a little more, "How bad do you want it baby....tell me." "My pussy is on fire Bill... come on...stop teasing me...shove that big dick of yours into me!" Mandy was beside her self as Bill continued shoving his index finger into her ass while sawing her pussy with his cock. Her love juices coating the full length of his cock and dripping down his balls. "Okay...baby...her it COMES!" Bill pulled his finger out of her ass... while grabbing her at the point where her slim waist flared out into her womanly hips...and shoved forward while pulling her back into him. "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Mandy orgasmed again her head feeling light and airy. Bill continued his pounding for a full ten minutes as Mandy came and came. Finally her body drenched in sweat, Bill ran his hands up to the full mounds he had created, squeezing firmly he pulled out of her tight wet cunt with a pop, her pussy muscles trying to swallow him, and drove forward into her "other" tight hole. "OOOOOooooohhh...NOOOOooooooo... NOT MY ASS!!!" Bill grinned as he began his full ramming procedure all over again, crushing her tits as he drove his hips forward plunging his cock into her ass until his balls slapped against the bottom of her firm cheeks. The chip doing it's work on her cunt caused her to relax her sphincter muscles sooner than she otherwise would have and Bill felt the cum boiling in his balls as he got ready to orgasm. "I'm cumming!" he shouted plunging fully into her ass to release spurt after spurt of his thick white cum deep into her bowels. Mandy shook with her twelfth orgasm of the day as her body fell forward collapsing on the examining table in front of her. Bill's ass cheeks unclenched as he slowly pulled his cock out of her bowels, fascinated that her asshole would close so tightly after the intense pounding it had taken. His cum was completely locked in, to dissipate over time into her system. "Bill? Is everything all right?" "Yes, Mandy, it is. For some reason you're just more sexually charged than you were before the surgery. But I'm sure Jack won't mind. Not a word of any of this to anyone...okay." "No way...Jack would die if he knew what had gone on here today...my lips are sealed." Bill drew a sigh of relief as Mandy left the office. He had gotten away with it and fucked this babe good. He wished he could try it again, but why tempt fate. If he got caught banging a patient in his office, that could be his medical license for good. Bill left the examination room and walked the short distance down the hall to his office. Hanging up his white coat on the back of the door his heart skipped a beat at a voice from the past. "Well...well...well...if it isn't Bill Anderson the titty doctor!" "Who the hell....?" Bill whirled around in a panicked startle. "Come on Bill, don't tell me you don't remember your 'ole buddy from college, Max Huntsman?" he sneered sarcastically. Bill remembered Max quite vividly, not only in reality but also from nightmares for many years after his last exit. Bill personified the word asshole and intimidation. At 6'-5" 250lbs Max was heavily muscled and fully trained in the martial arts. Bill had personally witnessed him knocking a guy out with one punch in a bar room fight. Bill had a quick flashback to his Senior year in college when he burst into Max's dorm room to find his fiancée lying on her back legs up spread in a wide "V." Max was covering almost her whole body pile driving his thick 12" cock into his future wife's stretched pussy. The graphic memory brought back a rush of anger. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Bill demanded clenching his white knuckled fists. Max continued leaning back in the doctor's chair; his fit still crossed, resting on the cherry oak desk. "Now now Doc...you shouldn't be yelling at someone with audio visual of what I just saw going on in your office." He grinned wickedly, "It could get into the wrong hands...say the AMA, the State Medical Examiners office, your wife." Bill's face scrunched up in obvious distress. He sat down on a chair in front of his desk and put his face in his hands. After a few moments, knowing the character of Max, he raised his head slightly, still not looking him directly in the eyes and said, "What do you want?" "What everybody wants Bill...life...liberty...and the pursuit of happiness. In this case, more of the later!" "Specifically Max," Bill replied with mixed irritation and frustration. "I want the controller I saw you fiddling with and want to know how it works." "I can't give them to you, they're experimental." "Oh! There's more than one? I'll take them all right now or a copy of this tape goes out to everybody. You and your practice will be finished. And when everyone gets done suing you, you'll be out on the street...no job, wife, house, money...think about it." Bill new he had him by the balls. The only thing he could do was give the controllers over to Max and plead with him not to use them in the wrong way. After explaining how Mandy's worked, he showed him Jack's. "This one is a little different," he started, "the switch is set in the middle as a baseline. If you move it up to +1 or +2 it will stimulate the penis to erection. If you move it down to -1 or -2 it will cause either an erect penis to go limp or a limp one to stay that way." "Whoooooaaaa boy! This is going to be fun. I'm glad there're geeks like you in the world to help us muscle-heads have a fun time!" "Thanks Bill, I'll mail you the tape when I see that you gave me the right goods!" With that he was out the door. The only fortunate thing was that Bill had all ready given Jack a duplicate controller. 'Hopefully he can have some fun before Max shows up,' Jack thought, 'at least the evidence is out of my hands.' Jack was unbelievably excited. Mandy had come back from the doctor's office and said that she had been declared fit to have sex and operate as normal. While Mandy jumped in the shower, Jack switched the controller up to 3 and then hid it under his underwear in the top drawer. His cock was stiff as a board thinking about the chip starting to do it's magic, when the phone rang. "Hello......SHIT!" Jack yelled slamming down the receiver. "What is it honey," Mandy sang from the shower. "Trouble back at the office," Jack cursed again pulling up his pants, "I need to go in for a few minutes...be back in an hour." He slammed the door and headed out, forgetting the controller and the fact that he had left it turned on. Mandy fell into a semi-trance as she felt that now familiar feeling between her legs. Working the soap into a lather in her hands she slowly started massaging her breasts; loving the feel of her firm new tits, the way they stood up and out and the pointy hard nipples that were causing so much attention. "Oooooooh.....Mmmmmm" she moaned freely in the shower, knowing no one was around. She spread her legs slightly and began working a finger across her tingling clit as the other hand continued squeezing her breasts harder, rubbing up and down the slippery soapy slopes. Backing against the wall to steady her self, Mandy thrust her index finger into her wet pussy, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" She yelped as the first orgasm hit. 'I need Jack,' she thought, 'I've got to have his dick in me!' With the subsiding orgasm her pussy continued to be on fire, the chip warming up to it's level 3 state. Mandy grabbed a towel and barely made it to their king-size bed, her legs wobbly and shaking as another orgasm began to approach. Laying back on the bed, spreading her bent legs wide, Mandy began vigorously rubbing one of her hands up and down the length of her slit while tugging hard at her nipples with the other. "OoooooohhAaaaaaaaaaaahhh!" she cried out intensely, this orgasm more powerful than the first. Reaching over to her bedside phone she quickly punched the speed dial for Jack's cell phone, before the next wave of ecstasy could hit her. "Come on...come on," she shouted in frustration at the continual ringing in the phone, as a more powerful orgasm began building. "Hello," Jack spat into the phone, still frustrated by the interruption that took him away from his wife. "Jack...I need youuuuuAaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" Mandy screamed as the orgasm peaked and her body spasmed uncontrollably. "Honey? What's going on?" There was no response, only the heavy panting and sucking sounds of his wife, followed by a wet squishy sound that Jack couldn't distinguish. He had no way of knowing that in her desperation, Mandy was rubbing the head of the phone up and down her highly aroused and wet gash. He heard a muffled moan and yelled into the phone, "MANDY!" "...Honey...you have to come home now...I'm sooooo horny...I need your hard cock in me now... Ooooh...baby, I'm on the bed with my legs spread and my cunt is soooooo wet for you..." Jack's cock stiffened immediately at his normally reserved wife's dirty talk. Dropping everything, he said, "I'm coming honey, don't move." "No...I'm cumming honey....Aaaaaahhhhhhhh," she screamed again as the phone went dead. Jack burst through the bedroom door not knowing what to expect. He somehow remembered in his frantic race home that he had left the controller on. 'It obviously works,' he thought. Looking on the bed, he was shocked to see Mandy writhing about, pushing a long slim candle from the bed stand in and out of her sopping pussy. Mandy had no idea that he was even in the room. Jack quickly tore off his clothes, hurled himself up onto the bed between her legs, and grabbed her hand with the candle to pull it out. "No, don't," Mandy yelled hysterically, eyes shut tight, her hand holding the candle stiffly. "Mandy! Mandy! It's me...JACK!" Her eyes fluttered, then opened, her brain taking a moment to register her surroundings. "Ooooh Jack!" she cried, "Fuck me...fuck my brains out!" She pulled the thin tapered candle out of her cunt, grabbed his buttocks and pulled him tightly against her. Jack's full five inches pushed in with no resistance. 'She's so hot and wet' Jack thought, 'I hope I can get off in her.' They fucked continuously for the next twenty minutes as Mandy had orgasm after orgasm and Jack continued thrusting as hard and deep as he physically was capable of. His hands up her new breasts he mashed, sucked, and squeezed for all he was worth, loving every minute of it. She was so worked up, Jack decided to try something they had never done together. "Flip over!" he bellowed. Mandy didn't give it a second thought, her body moving more on instinct than purpose. Her mind drifted back to the doctor's office and she pushed her face into the bed, arched her back so that her small buttocks was sticking way up in the air, and cried out, "Oooooh Jack...you want to fuck me in the ass...don't you? Give it to me good and hard honey, FUCK MY ASS1" Techno Tits Jack's senses were overloaded at his inexperienced wife's language, 'that chip has brought down all the barriers,' he thought. Grabbing her slender hips and pointing his dick at her little pink hole, he shoved forward into its tightness. The next few minutes they were both lost in their sexual pleasure as grunts and groans filled the room. Finally, Jack could hold out no longer, and drove hard into his wife's ass one more time, spewing three weeks of pent up sperm into her. As his orgasm subsided, Jack gave her hanging breast one last squeeze and pulled out of her ass, the rim slamming tightly shut. He hurried into the next room while she was still wagging her ass in the air and quickly found the remote and shut it off. Strolling back into the room, a beaming smile on his face, Jack looked down at his well fucked wife lying spread eagle on the bed, her body drained of all it's energy. Jack was about to drop down onto the bed with her when the phone rang. "Hello.....who?...no, of course I remember who you are...well, uhh...sure, I guess tomorrow night would be all right...okay....bye." "Who was that, honey," Mandy asked her eyes half closed in a dreamy stare. "That was Max, Max Huntsman, a guy I went to college with...we used to call him Louisville Slugger or 'LS' for short. "What'd he want?" "Oh, he's in town and wanted to stop by and catch up on old times," Jack said, a puzzled look on his face. "Were you guys good friends?" "No...that's what's funny. We actually didn't get along that well. The last time we really talked was at the end of our senior year when I beat him in a high-stakes game of twenty-one and won the right to his Porsche for a week. He was really pissed." "Mmmmm...what's the "Slugger" nickname for, was he on the baseball team?" "No," Jack replied curtly. Changing the subject he said, "Where would you like to go for dinner?" "Antonio's would be great...now answer my question, what was the "LS" nickname for?" "It's kinda crude honey, you really wouldn't want to know...kind of a guy locker room thing." "Oh! Now you've got my interest up," she said rolling over hands on her chin and smiling brightly up at him, "Come on Jack, pleeeeaaase," she said with her best puppy dog eyes. "All right, you win," he gave in, "he was nicknamed for the famous 'Louisville Slugger' baseball bat because of the size of his dick. Are you happy now?" "No, how big is it?" She continued grinning at him, knowing he was getting jealous. "I don't know," Jack said defensively, "I never measured it!" "Give a guess then, "she teased, "certainly not bigger than you?" "I'd say 'LS' was longer than a ruler and thick around as a soda can. He called it 'his girth.'" 'Wow,' Mandy mouthed, "Well I've got my perfect hubby right here and this hot body is all yours." They dressed and left laughing together for dinner, not realizing that within 24 hours both of their lives were going to change forever. The next day Max showed up promptly at six o'clock. Mandy spent an inordinate amount of time getting ready for their guest. Jack was somewhat irritated by it, but Mandy said she wanted to look good for her husband, in front of a guy who hadn't seen him in years and never met her. She wore a fashionable white tight fitting top with a scooped neckline that showed off the beginning of her cleavage. Her new 38D tits look magnificent in the form fitting material and her hard nipples were quite obvious. Her tan shorts covered her small firm buttocks. She decided to be casual with her hair and shoes, putting her shoulder length hair up into a ponytail and dawning white sandals. Her French manicured nails and red lipstick made her look classy and sophisticated. "You look great hon' ... now remember, Max can be kind of crude, so take it in stride." "I think I'll do all right, as long as you don't get mad or jealous," Mandy retorted while give his arm a gentle squeeze. Jack opened the door, starred momentarily and then said, "Jack?" "Yeah, it's me!" He pronounced boldly, "How's Mister Vegas?" 'Obviously he hadn't forgotten,' Jack thought taking in his whole physique. Jack's 6'5" frame took up the entire doorway. It wasn't just his height, but he was wide and muscular all at the same time. Muscles built upon muscles. Even his face, square jaw, wide grin and high cheekbones, seemed to bulge with mini muscles. To Jack the combination of a tight shirt and jeans poured over his impressive body, dark tan, and surfer blond hair made him look like something right out of a Hollywood movie set. Grabbing Jack's hand in a crushing handshake, Max looked into his eyes, "Nice home you have here Jack, mind if I come in?" Jack jumped back wincing as he let go of Max's hand and allowed him to brush past. "Now where's that little honey of yours Jack? I heard you married up!" Boomed Jack glancing about. "Here I am," a little voice piped up coming out of the kitchen. Mandy smiled meekly and half-waved with her fingers. "You didn't tell me you married a model, Jack...Playboy or Penthouse?" He glowed flashing that big grin again. Mandy felt the heat in her face as she tried to hide her embarrassment. "What's your name baby?" "Mandy," she said shyly, aware of how he was taking in her whole figure. "Let's go out to the grill and do the mans' work," Jack said to Max trying to distract him, "Mandy can take care of the kitchen and we'll catch up." While grilling Jack found out that over the past ten years Max had been married to a "Hooters" girl, but that it had only lasted a year. "She got tired of me playing the field," Max had said. Besides that he had inherited a large sum of money from a great aunt and with his love for fine autos had started an exotic car dealership. "In fact," he bragged, "I've got a Lotus Esprit parked out front. A little tight for me, but the chicks dig it!" he laughed. Jack relayed how Mandy and he had met and a few details of there past two years together. He was sure to leave out the recent breast surgery, not wanting to draw further attention to his wife's tits. Following dinner and a few drinks out on the patio by the pool, Max redirected the conversation. "Yeah... I'll probably be in town for just a few days. As a matter of fact, if I can use your phone I need to call around and find a hotel to stay." Always charitable, Mandy jumped in before Jack could stop her, "Oh! Don't be silly, you can stay with us." "Thanks Mandy, I think I'll take you up on it." Max gave her one of his biggest grins and she felt herself growing flush again. Jack was pissed at his wife for offering the invitation, but rescinding it would only make him look like a jerk. Wanting to distract Max from his wife again he blurted out, "How 'bout a dip in the pool?" "Sure Jack, sounds good...let me go out to the car and get my suit and bags." Max said jumping up. As he went out the door, Jack turned to his wife, "I can't believe you offered to let him stay in our house." "Oh come on, honey...the poor guy doesn't have anywhere to stay." "Come on nothing, he's an obnoxious jerk and besides did you see the way he was giving you the once over." "Oh, don't be so jealous, you're the only one for me," she gleamed at him, grabbing the front of his pants, "I've got all I can handle right here. Now let's go change into our bathing suits." Looking in the mirror at herself, Mandy cursed softly to herself. She hadn't had a chance to buy a new bathing suit since the surgery and even in her conservative one-piece Speedo the difference between a size 32B and 36D was pretty obvious. Her large breasts caused the bottom of the suit to ride up the crack of her ass and dig into her crotch. When she tried to pull it down from the bottom it exposed too much of the top and sides of her breasts. Her permanently hard nipples, a side effect of the surgery, were clearly visible through the tightly clinging white suit. They all showed up around the pool at the same time. Max had decided he was going to begin having his fun and had smuggled his controller out to the patio and hidden it under his towel. Dressed in tightly clinging white biker shorts his enormous cock left almost nothing to the imagination. The material clung like saran-wrap around his two huge balls that looked as if he had stuffed oranges into his pants. His thick hose-like penis hung obscenely around the side of one of his balls and down the inside of his thigh. Even though it was obviously limp, there looked to be about nine inches of cock strapped to his leg. Mandy couldn't help but stare as he flopped down in a seat around the table. "I grabbed a couple of beers," Jack said, breaking the awkward silence and handing them out to everyone. While they were swigging the beers and making small talk, Max reached down under his towel and switched Jack's controller to +1. Waiting a few more minutes until he saw Jack shift uncomfortably, he then spoke up, "Hey! Let's all jump in for that swim." Jack wondered what in the hell had come over him. It was rare that he had an involuntary erection and right now his dick was throbbing at full mast. He moved uncomfortably in his seat and shifted his dick to the side. Even with only five inches, it was still making a noticeable pop-tent in his bathing suit. He was glad to be sitting down at the table. "Uhhhh...you two go ahead," Jack said seeming distracted, "I need to use the bathroom...I'll be back out in a minute." As Max and Mandy turned to head to the pool, Jack used the opportunity to get up and head inside so he wouldn't be embarrassed. Mandy was tugging on her suit at the bottom, deciding it was better to have more of her tits show than to have the fabric running up her ass or pussy. She tried to jump in quickly so Max wouldn't have a chance to stare at her. Jack heard them both laughing, from the pool bathroom, as he quickly dropped his bathing suit to survey the situation. His cock was as hard as it had ever been, sticking straight up in the air, a reddish blue. Jack grabbed hold of his cock with one hand and started masturbating. 'If I cum pretty quick then this thing will get soft and I can get out and take care of Mandy," he thought. Hearing Mandy giggle, he starting pumping furiously, trying to get off as quick as he could. Jack felt the sperm churning in his balls as he gripped his dick even harder and pulled straight out as hard as he could. "Mmmmmmm....Oooooooh..yeaaaaahhhhh," he hummed, gritting his teeth as the cum started shooting through his shaft. "Yyyyeeeeeesss!!" he hissed, trying to muffle a louder cry, a white stream of cum bursting out of his dick into the sink. He slowed his yanking down and gave one last squeeze as he looked around for a washcloth. Rinsing it in cold water, he wrapped it around his still stiff cock...knowing that is would start drooping any second.... only it didn't. His penis almost seemed stiffer than before and now his balls started to ache. Hearing Mandy laugh again, he decided, 'what the hell,' and went running out the door, hoping to be a blur and did a cannon ball into the deep end. Mandy and Max both laughed again. They had gotten out of the pool and were drying off on the lounge chairs. Jack looked up at both of them from the pool feeling like an idiot. "Come up and join us for another beer," Max smiled, as he turned the controller up to +2. "No thanks," Jack felt his balls and cock start tingling, "I'll just stay in here for a few minutes." Mandy looked over a Max, laying back in his recliner he had both legs spread and each foot firmly planted on the ground. His wet biker shorts made white clingy material almost transparent. Staring at the huge lumps in his pants she could make out several things. First the protruding ridge of the head of his penis proved his was circumcised. Second, the stories about him being as thick as a coke can were also most likely true. There wasn't much difference between the beer can resting on his thigh and the shaft of his cock draped down his leg. "See anything you like?" Max questioned, breaking her trance. Mandy went hot all over; totally embarrassed by the fact that he had noticed her staring. She dropped her eyes and uttered a soft, "no." Jack had been watching the entire event take place but was frozen in place his cock painfully poking into the material trying to set itself free and his balls buzzing like he was on the verge of cumming. 'But how?' He grimaced as he grabbed his dick through his suit. It felt like he had taken three Viagra. Max glanced out of the corner of his eyeing, grinning to himself, as Jack started shaking in the throngs of an intense orgasm. Jack managed to drop under water as he started screaming, his dick jumping up and down in his shorts shooting ribbons of cum into the pool water. "mmmfmmghhhhpp" his voice muffled under the water until the orgasm subsided and he ran out of breath. Max turned the controller back to "0." Mandy announced she was going in to take a shower, wanting to get away from Max's huge cock staring her in the face. Max said, "good night," and invited Jack up to the table, throwing him his towel. Jack flopped into the chair, his body feeling like a pile of mush. "You've got a hot woman their, Jack," he said. "I'll take that as a compliment, Max. I'm proud to have married her." "How 'bout a quick game of twenty-one for old times sake," Max challenged. Jack's confidence quickly returned, knowing that this was one area that he was superior to Max. "Sounds good to me. Wanna play for dollars?" "Sure," Max grinned, "whatever you say." They played for thirty minutes, with Jack up by over one hundred dollars, when Mandy poked her head out, "I'm heading for bed Jack, are you going to be much longer?" "No honey, I'm just kickin' Max's butt in cards. Just a few more rounds and I'll be in." As she closed the door, Max said, "Enough of this pansy dollar shit, let's pull out the big stakes." "What'd you have in mind?" Jack asked suspiciously, although intrigued by the prospect of humbling this asshole. "One hand. If you win you get my exotic sports car out front." "And if I win?" Jack questioned, squinting his eyes, examining the hulk in front of him. "If I win...I get to try and seduce your wife." Jack couldn't believe his ears, "No way Max! What do you think, I own her? I can't bet my wife." "You weren't listening, pencil dick," Max said, shaking his head, "I didn't say you had to bet your wife...I only said that I would get the opportunity to seduce her. She could say 'no.'" Jack stopped to think for a minute. 'There's no way Mandy would have anything to do with this guy. He could tell her about the whole deal and they could make off with this idiot's car.' Max interrupted his thought, "If you win, you get the car. If I win, I only get to ask your wife for sex. Surely a devoted wife like her would say no. Either way...you win!" Jack thought about how he drove Max's Porshe for a week back in college after Max lost to him. Having the Lotus free and clear would be a steal. "What's the catch?" Jack asked "No catch," Max lowered his voice, "If I win then you need to give me some room...say...pretend to go on a business trip for two days. You can hang around to watch her say "no" to me." "Okay, let's deal...but no funny business Max." Jack said, disliking this muscle head more than ever. Max dealt the cards, as Jack studied his hands intensely to ensure he was drawing off the top. Jack had a King of Hearts showing, while Max had a ten of spades. Jack grinned to himself as he looked at his down card, a Queen of Spades - "20." "I'll stick," he said. He watched Max look under his card, "I'll stick too," he muttered uneasily. If they tied then high card would win and Jack had a King to Max's ten. Jack turned over his Queen, "read it and weep sucker!" The grin on Max's face unnerved Jack, as he looked down, " Twenty-one," Max said, as he flipped over an Ace of Hearts. "Today's Monday, let your wife know you have to go out on a trip Wednesday morning and that you won't be home until Friday night. No funny business by me, you can watch the whole thing. I'll leave blinds or draped open. She has to ask me to have sex, I won't force myself on her." Jack did a slow burn. How could I lose? I can't stand this smiling overgrown asshole. "Whatever!" Jack said, and stormed out, leaving Max to wallow in his demented thoughts. Jack rushed into the room obviously upset. "What's wrong honey?" Mandy asked. "Max is really getting on my nerves!" "Well come over her and let me take your mind off of him." Jack looked over at his wife, wearing a black see through teddy and skimpy black underwear. He smile to himself, 'there's no way he's getting a piece of my wife's ass!' As soon as Jack shut their bedroom door, Max sprinted around outside to peer through a crack in the blinds. The controller that worked on Jack in hand, Max got ready to have some fun. Seeing them on the bed together, he decided to start by giving Jack a big woody, cranking it up to +1. "Ooooh Jack, I'm feeling real horny tonight," Mandy flashed a devilish smile at him. "Forget all the preliminaries...just give it to me fast and hard," she cooed, pulling off her nightie and panties. Jack couldn't get his clothes off fast enough, happy to see his cock responding so quickly after his two earlier orgasms. Fully nude, his 5-inch cock sticking up like a rocket on a launch pad, Jack looked back at his wife on their bed. Mandy had turned around, her cute bare ass shaking in Jack's direction. Looking around behind her she called out, "Come on Jack, bring that stiff dick of yours over here and put it to good use." She never used language like that even though she knew Jack wanted her too. It seemed too dirty and embarrassed her, but she decided she needed to at least try. Jack jumped onto the bed and gripped his wife's hips, rubbing his hands all over the velvety smooth skin of her ass. Tickling her pussy, he spread her lips with two fingers and pushed in with his hard penis. Jack's hard skinny penis easily penetrated the full five inches he had to give into her moist and receptive vagina. Max gave him a few minutes of thrusting to be sure that Mandy was building toward an orgasm, then he quickly turned the controller from +1 down to -1. Jack loved the feel of Mandy's tight clenching pussy muscles and the feel of her new full tits. 'It was worth the wait,' he thought. Even though he was being stimulated from almost every one of his senses; sight, hearing, touch, and even smell, Jack felt his cock suddenly grow slack and soft. He tried desperately to pinch the base of his cock to keep himself hard and thrust faster for greater stimulation, but none of the usual tricks worked. "Jack...what's wrong...what's going on...come on honey, don't leave me hanging," Mandy cried as she tried to shove back against him, her own building orgasm fading. Jack looked down at his shriveled little worm oozing out of her tight pussy. Even his balls looked like they had shrunk to the size of marbles. Max laughed to himself, turning the level to -2, to see what would happen. Jack jumped a little like a bolt of electricity had shot through his grown. Staring in disbelief he watched his penis continue to shrink until it was only a small two-inch nub sticking out between his pubic hair. His scrotum shrunk to the size of a prepubescent boy with two little pea-size gonads. Embarrassed he tried to cover himself and inserted his finger into Mandy's pussy. "Come on Jack, quit teasing, put your dick back in me!" She pulled away from him and turned around. "What's wrong?" "I don't know, honey, it just went limp...that's all." "Here let me see, maybe I can help." Pulling his hand away, she had to suppress a laugh as she grabbed his tiny dick between her two fingers and lower her mouth to suck on him. It was like putting the end of a little Vienna sausage in your mouth, she thought. Mandy tried to arouse him for several minutes with her mouth, rubbing her nipples on the little boy dick and tickling his diminutive scrotum. Nothing worked. Jack was humiliated and felt completely impotent. "Well...at least get me off with your tongue, Jack," she bemoaned, "maybe we can try again tomorrow."