Winner of the
1999 BEAmer Award
for Favorite Supporting Character

The Book of Spells Part 1

by Milkmaniac

It was the radio playing that woke Tim from his sleep. As usual he awoke with a throbbing erection. Tim was 17 and a Junior in high school. He had brown hair and eyes and was 5'10" tall and weighed 150 pounds. Your typical 17 year old horny boy. He realized that his right hand was wrapped around his turgid shaft and gently squeezing the long pole. Tim had a big cock, almost 8 inches when erect, and he was very happy about it. He had one day discovered the pleasures of auto-fellatio. With a little effort he was able to suck the head of it into his mouth and give himself an adequate blow-job. He hoped that one day he'd get the real thing from a girl.

Lying on his back, he swung his legs over his head and opened his mouth to take in his hard cock, which was now poised only an inch away from his lips. He grabbed his thighs and pulled down, forcing his cock in and he began to suck at it. The engorged head filled Tim's mouth and he could taste a drop of pre-cum. He stroked the length of his shaft as his lips and tongue worked at the head. He sucked at it and swirled his tongue around the head. Soon there was pre-cum leaking from the piss-slit and he eagerly let it run down his throat. After a few moments more Tim felt the stirrings of orgasm coursing through his balls and shaft. He sucked even harder and gave a few fast strokes with one hand, building up the pleasure to critical levels. His orgasm erupted and spurt after spurt of thick hot cum filled his mouth. Tim swallowed as much as he could, but there was too much and soon cum was gushing from the corners of his mouth and running down his chin and neck. He milked every drop of cum from his still hard cock and then collapsed flat on the bed, panting. His face and neck were a sticky mess.

"Shit, I gotta get in the shower, I'm gonna be late!", Tim realized as he saw what time it was. He didn't need to be late to school- again!

Tim was staring at the new girl in school, a pretty brunette named Claire Moore. Tim had heard she was from England and he was lost in erotic daydreams about her. She was a very attractive 16 year old with a pleasant, healthy look. Claire had beautiful deep brown eyes and a fine, straight nose. Her lips were on the full side and looked very kissable. Her long chestnut colored hair hung down to just above her flared hips. Claire was 5'6" and had a gorgeous figure, with those sensuous hips and a very small waist leading down to shapely legs and delicate tapered ankles. All this was nice, but Tim was even more enamored with her amazing breasts. Claire had the finest chest Tim had ever seen, and he had spent a lot of time masturbating to big tit magazines! Even his favorite big bust model, Mary Mountains, looked slightly smaller than Claire. Tim had memorized Mary's measurements and knew by heart that they were 42D-23-34. In his best estimate, Claire was around a 38DD.

His day-dreaming was suddenly shattered by the ringing bell and all around him the students were gathering their things and heading off to the next classes. Tim noticed a book left behind under Claires desk and he immediately rushed over to grab it. Here was a great opportunity for him to finally meet her! He took the forgotten book and caught up with her as she was almost out the door.

"Excuse me, Claire?" he said, a little nervously. "You forgot this." He held the book out towards her.

"Oh, thank you, I can't believe I left that behind!" replied Claire, with a bright smile. As Tim handed her the book, he noticed the title for the first time. It was called 'Spells'. Tim wondered if it was a science fiction or fantasy story, as he liked those sorts of things.

"Spells? Is that a fantasy story?" he asked. She looked at him for a moment with a look of bemusement.

"No, it's a real book of spells." she said quietly. "Now don't you go tell anyone, or I'll turn you into a frog!" and she laughed good naturedly as she said that. Tim laughed too and thought that she was a little strange, but beautiful nonetheless and really didn't care what she wanted to believe as long as he could speak with her. For his good deed, Tim was rewarded with the pleasure of walking Claire to her next class. Tim didn't even mind that it was in the opposite direction of his next class and that he was going to be late. Small price to pay for the privilege of being in the company of such beauty!

That day after school, Tim had a marathon masturbation session as he fantasized about the lovely young Claire. He realized how lucky he was that both his parents worked so that he had the afternoons alone in the house to masturbate.

Over at Claires house, she too was busy with herself, but in a different manner. Claire was examining her luscious figure in the full length mirror in her bedroom. She stood there nude, taking in the swells and lush curves of her blossoming body. It was truly blossoming, for only weeks earlier she looked much different. Back then her figure was slimmer and much less developed. She used to measure a rather average 34-25-33 and wore a modest B-cup bra. But now, after a little tinkering courtesy of her Book of Spells, she measured 39-22-35 and needed an E- cup to hold her magnificent tits! She had also grown two inches to now stand 5'8" and gained some weight to hit 126 pounds. All of these changes amounted to an absolutely spectacular vision of feminine splendor, and she knew it!

Claire had the foresight to cast a spell on her parents so they would continue to see her as they always had, as a somewhat pretty but unspectacular normal, average 16 year old girl. If only they could see what she really looked like now, they wouldn't even recognize their darling daughter anymore.

She thought back to the day she found the old book in an antique store that her parents dragged her into one day while touring the countryside. While they were discussing the merits of an old chair she had been poking around in a box of books and pamphlets. Nothing was very interesting, until she saw the still bright, red leather binding, peeking out from beneath another old book. She pulled it out of the box and looked at it closely. 'The Book of Spells' was all that was written on it. No author, no publisher, not even a date inside. Claire slowly flipped through the slightly musty pages, reading bits of this and that, until something caught her eye. A Fertility Enhancement spell stood out on the pages like a beacon. The thought of having bigger boobs thrilled her! She had been feeling rather inadequate lately, as many of the other girls seemed to be developing large tits. These girls garnered all the attention from the boys, it seemed, and Claire was feeling like no boy would ever be interested in plain, flat Claire. An idea sprang in to her clever mind and she brought the book to the clerk. The clerk sold the book for three dollars and Claire quickly stashed the book under her jacket and walked out to the car. She put the book in her large stuff bag and felt good that her parents hadn't seen her buy it. What they don't know, won't hurt them, she thought to herself.

That night, she went to her room as usual and quietly locked her door. She took the book from its hiding place in her closet and began studying the spell to enhance fertility. It described in detail the components needed to produce the results desired. Claire had prepared well, and had gathered the ingredients throughout the evening and put them safely in her room. She now had spread before her on the bed; a small bit of her hair, a glass bowl, a book of matches, and a small glass of milk. Claire placed the hair in the bowl and read an incantation from the spell. Then she lit a match and tossed it in the bowl. The hair went up in a fast little blaze and she quickly poured the milk over the burning hair. She read more of the incantation and it was done! Claire felt excited and scared, all at once. She wasn't sure if she really believed in this, but it couldn't hurt to try. All that was left was to clean up the mess and wait for something to happen. Claire waited till 1:00 in the morning before finally falling asleep. As she slept she dreamt that she had great big beautiful tits and all the boys wanted to date her.

That had been 5 long weeks ago and Claire remembered the shock and the joy she felt when she woke up the next morning. It was a Saturday and she got up to go pee, when she noticed something odd. Her body felt odd! As she rolled over on to her back to sit up, she felt two soft lumps on her chest that continued to roll, back and forth. Looking down, she was amazed to see tits. Big tits! On her chest!

Her once small tits had become huge and full and had fat nipples centered in pancake sized areolae. Claire remembered how she played with them for many long minutes, before realizing that her parents would freak when they saw her. She eventually found a spell to keep them from seeing her true form and set about exploring the ramifications of having huge tits.

In the intervening weeks, she had discovered how much fun it was to be so busty and the attention she was receiving from boys was very exciting to her. She even noticed that her teachers were treating her differently now and it wasn't limited to the men. Some of the female teachers were looking at her with almost undisguised lust, and Claire didn't really know what to make of that. She never had a sexual experience with another female before. She was hardly experienced with boys for that matter, having only kissed two of them. The second boy, a rather average kid named Joe, had been daring enough to try to feel her pussy through her jeans, but Claire stopped him and that was the last she heard from Joe.

All of the newfound attention was a bit too much for Claire, so one night she cast a spell that made all the boys completely uninterested in her, sexually. She made sure, however to exclude Tim from its effects, as she had taken a liking to him and wanted to see how her ever developing body affected him. She didn't realize, however, that the spell as she had cast it, was only effective on 'boys'.

Now as she stood before the mirror, she felt the familiar heat building deep in her cunt. It always happened when she looked at her new figure. The sight of those incredible mounds of tit flesh capped with great fat nipples which were always erect never failed to arouse her. Claires hands roamed across her voluptuous body, caressing her throbbing nipples, teasing her glistening pussy lips, squeezing her full, firm breasts.

After a minute of this she went to her bed, so she could more fully enjoy the sensations she was getting. Her breasts thrust up, supernaturally almost, as she lay on her back. One hand was busy fingering her now wet pussy and the other was pinching her fat nipples. They were an inch long and as big around as her index finger. Claire tried something new. Pulling her tit towards her face and bending her head down, she found that she could easily take the nipple and some surrounding tit flesh into her eager mouth. She sucked hard at the stiff nipple and felt a surge of wetness in her cunt. 'This is marvelous!' she thought. Her body was responding to her oral ministrations to her tit. Claire's clitoris swelled even more and tingled with pleasure. One hand went down and played with it, stroking it like a miniature phallus.

Within seconds an orgasm of incredible intensity crashed through her horny teenaged body. She wasn't even aware of her squealing as wave upon wave of pleasure caused her to thrash around on the sweat soaked bed. She sucked with a fierceness now at her nipple, and suddenly gushes of pussy juice shot from her cunt, wetting her smooth young thighs and pooling between them!

"Ohhhh God!" She exclaimed, furiously fingering her drenched pussy.

It was the most amazing sensation Claire had ever felt, and she wanted it to continue for hours! Three hours later, Claire passed out in exhaustion, having climaxed dozens of times.

The next day at school, Tim was wondering how to ask Claire out on a date. It was already Wednesday and if he hoped to make plans for the weekend, he'd better get moving. He and Claire were in the only class they shared, math, and Tim was daydreaming about her as he stared at Claires huge bosom. 'Why doesn't she have a boyfriend?' he wondered. Surely a girl as spectacular as she must be inundated with suitors. But as far as he knew, she wasn't going out with anyone.

"Tim........Tim? Timothy Richardson.......!" Suddenly Tim realized that Mr. Clark was calling him, and had been for several seconds. Tim snapped out of his reverie and stared blankly at the teacher. "Tim, I asked you if you could tell us the answer to the equation on the board. You had better stop daydreaming and pay attention. Now get up there and solve it for the class." said Mr. Clark. Tim had no idea what the answer was and meekly went to the board. He stood there, embarrassed, and waited for inspiration, but none came. Eventually Mr. Clark told him to return to his seat, but not before giving Tim extra homework for the next day.

Claire glanced behind her at Tim and gave him a brief smile, as if she knew what he was daydreaming about. Tim smiled wanly back, feeling a slight twitching taking place in his jeans. "Not now!!" thought Tim desperately. He couldn't help himself thought, and despite his minds protests, his penis continued to swell. Soon he had nearly eight inches of cock stuffed uncomfortably down his pants leg. "Shit, I hope this goes away before class ends. I won't be able to get up!" He looked at the clock. Only two minutes till the damned bell rang, and his erection showed no signs of waning. Tim thought about sports, cop shows, his grandmother, anything to make it subside. Nothing worked. Tim was getting very nervous now and saw the second hand sweeping towards the hour. 30 seconds until he'd have to stand up and leave with everyone else. Just then, he noticed Claire still looking his way, only her eyes were focused at his crotch! She knew he was hard. The bulge of his huge cock was clearly visible to anyone who looked at his pants. Claire looked him in the eye now and smiled, broadly! Tim nearly shot his load right there!

The bell broke the tension and all the students except Tim and Claire bolted for the door. Claire sauntered over to Tim, who was still nervously seated at his desk. "What's the matter, Tim? Aren't you going to your next class?"

"Uh, yeah, you bet. I just have to finish up these notes." replied Tim, as he tried to look casual.

Mr. Clark watched from his desk as the two students chatted. "Ok, let's go you two. You're going to be late for your classes." he said.

"Right Mr. Clark. Come on Tim, let's go. Will you walk with me?" Claire asked. Tim nodded to her and tried to cover his crotch with his books as he rose from his seat. Her eyes were glued to the bulge in his jeans as he stood. Tim looked around and felt relieved that Mr. Clark didn't seem to notice Tim's problem. He was terribly aware that Claire had and felt himself turning red in the face. "Claire, I'm sorry. It just happens sometimes, I can't really help it." Tim mumbled quietly to her. She simply smiled at him and walked with him to the door. As they walked to their next classes, Claire surprised Tim by asking him what he was doing on Saturday. Tim couldn't believe his luck, and was elated when a few minutes later they had arranged a date for the afternoon. Tim would meet Claire at her house and they would make plans from there.

Back in the math class, Mr. Clark was thinking about what he had seen with Claire and Tim. She was a stunning young woman, he thought, and he decided to look up some info on her.

That night, Claire sat in her room with the Book of Spells. All afternoon and evening she had been obsessed by thoughts of Tims cock. What did it look like? What did it feel like? What did it taste like? How much cum did it shoot? What does cum taste like? She had seen some pictures of hardcore sex, but she was interested in every detail. Was cum slippery or sticky? How did it smell? What do balls feel like? Would she like being filled by a big cock? So many questions ran through her active young mind! She knew of a way to answer some of them. For the next several hours, Claire was very busy preparing and casting spells. Eventually she fell asleep, dreaming about the results she'd awaken to.

For Tim his evening was spent in the bathroom with his big tit magazines. He masturbated three times before finally going to bed, tired and with a sore cock. His thoughts as he drifted off were of Saturday and how he couldn't wait for the day to arrive.

Mr. Clark spent part of his night looking through files in the school offices. Eventually he found what he was looking for and went home with a smile on his face and lust-filled plans in his head.

Friday morning came and Claire's alarm shattered her peaceful sleep. She awoke groggily, the nights incanting forgotten for the moment. Until she felt the strange sensation of stiffness in her groin. Claire looked down and suddenly remembered the spells she had cast. Sticking up from between her silken thighs was an engorged penis! It was huge, easily 9 inches long and very thick. Oddly, there were no testicles beneath the cock, only the moist slit of her vagina. 'My God! The spells certainly worked!' thought Claire. She was thoroughly excited by this new appendage and she took its hot length in her hand. 'Wow!! This feels marvelous! So hard, yet soft at the same time. No wonder boys like to play with them. I wonder if Tims is like this?'

Claire was now gently stroking the cock...her cock! As she did this, her pussy became wet. Her clit was also swelling now and unbeknownst to her, had grown to an inch in length! A little by-product of the spells she cast. Claires breathing was heavy and her huge tits were heaving up and down with each deep breath. They had gained another two inches in her sleep! They were now approximately 40G's. Her nipples had also grown larger during the night and they were almost painfully hard. Now an inch and a half long and as fat as a mans thumb, they poked up toward her face, deep red and hard as could be. Her aureoles were now saucer sized and surrounded by lovely little bumps. They were a rich rose color and amazingly sensitive. Claire could even feel the air currents washing across them and making her tits even more stimulated.

Focusing again on her new erect cock, she experimented with different strokes and grips, finally finding a grip and pace she found perfect. She watched her hand moving up and down the huge pole in a sort of hypnotic trance, breathing deeply and in rhythm to her manipulations. With her free hand she probed her dripping cunt, feeling the startlingly large clit for the first time. As her fingers swept across the long hard clit a wave of pleasure unimaginable to her only a day before grabbed her and sent her careening over the edge of a massive double orgasm! First her cock exploded white sticky liquid all over her heaving bosom and face. It wasn't cum like a male would produce, but rather, a strange new version of breast milk! The milk was stored in Claires massive chest and somehow the spell had formed a network of connections between her tits and cock. When she orgasmed, jets of milk, somewhat thicker and heavier than true breast milk, shot from her penis. Simultaneously, her giant tits started spraying this milk from her huge nipples, totally engulfing her body in warm wet sweetness! Streams of milk jetted forth in a seemingly never ending river, covering her tits, her face, and even spraying the headboard of her bed. At the same time her vagina was convulsing around her fingers and surges of pussy juice gushed forth from between her legs. Wave upon wave of cum shot out of her pussy, splashing the sheets and soaking her from toe to thigh! Her huge clit was standing erect like a mini version of her cock and trembling from the power of her orgasm. Her last thought before she passed out in sheer ecstasy was: 'What will Tim think of my huge penis?'

Tim was very disappointed that Claire hadn't been in school that day. He had been so anxious to talk to her about their date and what they'd do and where they'd go. At last, the long dull day ended and Tim walked the mile to his house. Tim's parents had a nice home on a typical quiet suburban street. Pretty lawns tended with care and trees dominated the street. Going up the walk to the well maintained split level ranch, Tim wondered about Claire for the thousandth time that day. He went inside and as usual was alone.

It would be at least two hours before his mom came home from work, so Tim went to his room and pulled out his stash of titty magazines. He loved looking at the ads in them. The ones for porno videos and phone sex in particular excited him. There was one ad that intrigued him every time he saw it. It was an ad for videos of hermaphrodites. The ad pictured what appeared in every way to be a gorgeous big titted woman, but in addition to her splendid feminine charms she had a huge erect cock rising lustily from her crotch. This picture excited Tim and made him nervous, all at once. Did he find this person attractive, he wondered? Yes, he admitted at last. Would he touch her cock? He wasn't sure about that one. But he reasoned that it wasn't a man's cock, after all. She was a woman, only she also had a cock. What would it feel like if he did touch it? Would she want him to suck her cock? Would he?

Tim turned the page and banished the strange thoughts from his mind. Even as he tried not to think about it, he asked himself; 'You suck your own cock. Would it be bad to suck hers? Does that make me a fag?' Again Tim pushed those questions aside and began focusing on the lovely nude women on the pages before him. Soon he felt the wonderful sensation of total arousal. It seemed that his whole consciousness was centered in his eight hard inches. How large his cock felt, as his hand rubbed the shaft up and down. How tight and full his balls were. The nude women became almost alive as he entered a near hypnotic state. This was the best kind of masturbation, a distant part of his mind recognized. When the whole world dissolves and he becomes a purely sexual entity, breathing in time to the throbbing in his cock, feeling every caress of skin on skin, not even hearing the bumping at the window......bumping at the window!

Suddenly Tim snapped back to awareness and saw his neighbor, Kelly Pierce, tapping at his bedroom window! She was trying to look in, but fortunately the room was dark and she couldn't see what he was doing. Damn! What a time for the girl next door to come by. Kelly was Tim's neighbor and friend. They had lived next to each other since Tim was nine, when his family moved in. She was two years younger than he, but acted like she was two years his senior. They got along very well and Tim always enjoyed her company. But not now! Kelly was a cute girl--not beautiful, but not plain either. She was 5'2" tall and very thin. Tim always teased her about how skinny she was. She didn't care though, as she knew that being thin was only going to be an advantage as she grew older and could start dating. Boys just didn't like fat girls, and she told Tim that when she was 16 and allowed to date, don't even bother asking her because she was too thin for him. Her light blonde hair and pretty green eyes were her best features, as she really didn't have any curves yet. Kelly kept hoping that someday she'd start developing boobs and an ass like all the other girls in her freshman class.

"Tim. C'mon, I know you're there. I heard you."

Shit! She heard him. Heard what, exactly? Tim was wondering what to do when Kelly spoke again.

" What are you doing in there? Come to the window and talk to me. I have to tell you something." Tim pulled on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and went to the window. The shade was half drawn so he opened it all the way up. There she was, staring through the screen in to the dark room, with a mischievous grin.

"What were you doing in there, all alone? I hope you weren't being bad!" She teased him and he realized that she knew what was going on. Tim blushed deeply and stammered.

"Uh.....I don't feel good.....so, ah...I was trying to rest and....umm"

"Uh huh. Sure Tim. You don't feel good. Funny, though....there seems to be a large lump under your shorts. Is that what's making you feel bad?"

Now she was grinning lewdly at him, enjoying the way he was squirming under her stare.

"Ok, ok. Look, don't tell me you've never done what I was doing!" Tim felt a bit angry now. Why should he be embarrassed, after all it was perfectly normal behavior for a teenage boy. At least that's what the film in school had explained during sex ed.

"And anyway, don't you know peeping is totally lame! You should be ashamed of yourself, sneaking around at my window and spying on me." Tim was working up his courage now. Kelly deflated him with her next comment.

"It's not the first time I've seen you stroking, dummy! I saw you doing it two other times. You know you really should learn to be more quiet when you cum. I heard you one day when I was in my backyard!"

Tim didn't know what to say. He felt like crawling into a hole and never emerging! He stood there a few moments in intense embarrassment before he became aware that his cock was even harder than when he was masturbating minutes earlier. Just then, an idea formed.

"If you like spying on me so much, why don't you come in here and watch up close?" Tim proposed to her. "But," he paused for effect, "I get to watch you do it too!"

"What?! You're kidding! What makes you think I even want to see you play with yourself ?" She was trying to appear disgusted, but her erect nipples suggested otherwise. Tim noticed this and used it to his advantage.

"The fact that your nipples are ripping through your tee shirt makes me think you'd like to watch! But if you really don't, then go away because I'm gonna jerk off and shoot a huge load of cum all over the place." He hoped that talking to her like that would make her horny enough to come in.

Kelly stood there for a few seconds, obviously struggling with what to do. At last, her libido won out. Tim's words did have an effect on the horny teenager.

"If you tell anyone, I'll kill you, I swear!" Kelly threatened. Tim smiled. She was always trying to act tough, but he knew it was all an act with her. She was infatuated with him.

A few minutes later, inside, Tim watched as Kelly removed her clothes. She began by taking her yellow tee shirt off, revealing her bare chest. Her tits were so small that she never wore a bra. Tim stared in amazement at the first girl to ever undress before him! He watched as she unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down past her slender tanned thighs. There was the slightest hint of pale blonde peach fuzz catching the light and he longed to touch her.

"Come on, Tim. You take it off too!" she said when she was nude.

It was his condition that she masturbate while he did. She lay on Tim's bed, eyeing his throbbing erection with a look of desire. She had never seen a real cock so close and so hard, despite what she told Tim about watching him masturbate. She hadn't really seen him, but she thought that if he believed she had, then he'd be willing to do it in front of her.

Now she moved her hands across her tight little body, down toward her moistened pussy. Her fingers felt the soft hair that covered her young vagina and it felt wet and slippery with her juices. Kelly's slender fingers rubbed her vulva and soon moisture was dripping down to her ass. Tim was standing at the foot of the bed, slowly stroking his hard cock. From time to time, drops of clear fluid pooled in the opening at the tip and he would rub it along the shaft, making it slippery.

Even though Kelly's tits were small, she had unusually prominent nipples, thrusting an inch out from her soft tits. She pulled gently at one now, as two fingers probed her virgin cunt. Her breathing was heavy and Tim was enthralled that this was actually hapenning. His fist sped faster and soon he was on the verge of a massive cum.

"Kelly, I'm close....look at my cock....I'm gonna cum!" Tim groaned.

Kelly stared, fascinated, as Tim's body became rigid and his right hand blurred as it pumped his huge organ. She was amazed at how beautiful his cock was. It looked so hard and it was such a deep shade of reddish purple. She desperately wanted to touch it.

"Aahh...aahh...oh yeah, here...it...cuuuuuuummmms!" Suddenly Tim's cock began spewing thick jets of cum. Spurt after spurt shot out and rained down on Kelly's writhing body. The sight of Tim's orgasm triggered her own and she was cumming intensely. Tim's hand still pumped up and down, and more white jets shot out. It landed on her face, her hair, her tits, her flat little belly, and even in her open, gasping mouth! Kelly had never tasted cum before, but she loved it. She scooped more up with her fingers and licked it off. The sight and feel of his ejaculation turned her on more than anything she had ever known. Kelly found herself wishing that his orgasm could go on forever! But to her disappointment it finally subsided and cum slowly leaked from his cock and dripped on to the floor.

Kelly lay still, recovering from the intense experience. She finally came to her senses and felt completely embarrassed. Kelly quickly started putting her clothes back on, much to Tims dismay. He stood near the bed as his semi-erect penis dripped cum on the wood floor.

"What's the matter, Kell? You don't have to go." Tim said.

"Tim, I don't know what came over me,' < besides you > she thought, 'but I gotta go.......we shouldn't have , I mean what if....." she was stammering, confused by what had happened and still fiercely aroused and stunned at her loss of control. Kelly had been masturbating regularly for over a year, but she was totally unprepared for the intensity of her lust. When she saw Tim stroking himself it turned her on immensely and caused her to act in a boldly provocative manner. It was too much for the confused teen to handle and she quickly dressed and was going to the door when Tim stopped her.

"Wait. Please....let's talk about this. I really liked what we did, Kelly. I want to do it again sometime...and maybe even try some other stuff."

"Tim, we shouldn't have been doing that. I mean what if we got caught? We'd be dead!" She exclaimed. But she knew that she also really liked what they did, and she too wanted to do it again. Then she went home and the two of them spent the rest of the day and that night going over their actions and thinking about how they could repeat the experience.

At long last Saturday arrived. Tim began his day as usual, with a fierce masturbation session. Claire also awoke with an erection, which seemed so odd to her, as she was not at all used to the big penis between her legs. In fact, it seemed even bigger than the day before! Claire got the tape rule she kept in her dresser and found that her erection had indeed lengthened to a whopping 11 inches! She wanted to masturbate, but decided that she'd better take care of some chores first. There would be time to take care of the throbbing cock later.

Tim couldn't wait for one o'clock to arrive. The whole morning seemed to pass in agonizingly slow fashion. He watched TV., checked the time, changed his clothes three times and waited and waited. Finally, at half past twelve he went out to the garage and got his bike. He had a bit of a trip across the suburbs to Claires neighborhood and he didn't want to be late. Setting out, he hoped that she really was going to be alone all afternoon like she told him. He kept wondering if he'd actually get to make out with her. If only he knew what Claire had in mind for him!

Claire busied herself in preparation for her big afternoon with Tim and eventually finished her chores. Now that her work was done, she had time to take a leisurely bath to make sure she was fresh and clean for him. During the course of the bath she had become aroused by her thoughts of seduction and needed to relieve herself by jerking her new cock off. She lay in the warm soapy water and rubbed her hands all over her stunning figure. The huge mounds of her tits rose like islands from the water and as she caressed them, her penis hardened until it stuck out and pointed it's one-eyed head at her pretty face.

Claire's nipples were extremely sensitive since her body changed and just the sensations of the water lapping against them was nearly enough to bring her to a female orgasm. An interesting side effect of her spells was that now she had two distinctly differing types of orgasms. She had her usual female orgasm centered deep within her vagina, but now she also had the wonderfully different male orgasm from her cock. Claire felt a female orgasm building and she hastened it along by tugging at her gigantic nipples with both hands. She settled into a rhythmic motion, as her delicate fingers pulled the nipples away from her breasts as far as they could stretch and then releasing them. Her breasts became engorged with blood from the stimulation and they became even bigger and grew almost hot to the touch. Claire was breathing hard now and began squeezing her tits and kneading them. Down at her crotch, the big cock was stiff and red and her pussy was swollen and wet. Suddenly she was cumming. It was a female orgasm and her cunt felt like it was on fire. Her giant breasts began spraying a fine stream of milk from the many pores around her enormous nipples. Milk sprayed three feet into the air and covered her face and body and rained onto the water in beautiful alabaster droplets.

After a few long delicious moments the orgasm subsided and Claire slowly came back to her senses. She was covered in milk and was totally blissful in the sensuous afterglow of orgasm. Soon she realized that her penis was still erect and in need of attention. She glanced over at the clock near the sink and saw that there was still almost an hour before Tim was supposed to arrive.

'Still time to get this thing taken care of.' she thought. Claire knew from past experience that it didn't matter how much she masturbated the huge organ. She could cum and be ready to shoot another massive load fifteen minutes later. It was always ready to respond to stimuli. She was very pleased that it was so insatiable, as she truly loved stroking it till it erupted in showers of delicious milk/cum. Now Claire stroked its length with both hands, eager for it to cum. One thing she really got off on was shooting it into her face and reveling in the feel of the slightly sticky, sweet juice as it soaked her eyes, mouth, neck and dripped down to her tits. Then she would lick up as much as she could reach and finally relax in glorious relief. The erect cock was nearing an orgasm now and Claire quickened the pace of her strokes. Getting ready for the blast, she bent forward slightly and aimed the long cock directly at her face. Moments later the first jets of milk/cum began streaming out and flying towards her open mouth. Spurt upon spurt landed in her mouth and on her pretty face. It went on for nearly half a minute before finally slowing to a gentle ooze issuing from the tip. Claire was now completely satisfied, and finished washing herself. She was so excited by the thought of doing to Tim what she had just done to herself!