Mind Over Matter "Good morning, Bob!" Janice flashed Bob the same bright smile that she gave him every morning. "Good morning," Bob mumbled as he walked past Janice's reception desk. Things haven't been the same around the office in the months since Janice started. The other clerks in Bob's office had always been homely to average-looking. But Janice stood out from that crowd in more ways than one. When Janice started, the first thing Bob noticed was her green eyes, big and bright, that seemed to look right at you and through you. Those big green eyes were set in a round, cherub face, with a pert little nose and a broad smile that made her face glow with a cheerful light. Janice's face was very smooth and creamy, with a healthy flush of pink on her cheeks. Her face was set inside hair of a sandy shade of light brown, straight and thick, and reached several inches past her shoulders. Janice was very pretty. All her facial features were very nice, but she was more "cute" than beautiful. Though she was very feminine, she was a bit of a tomboy, with an unadorned, working-class look about her. Other than a thin engagement band, she wore no jewelry. Her taste in clothes was very simple -- usually a pair of jeans and an ordinary shirt. Most days, she only wore a little bit of eye makeup -- just some mascara and some light-colored eye shadow -- which nicely highlighted her big green eyes. There was nothing at all flashy or glamorous about Janice, and that made her all the more appealing. At first, Bob only saw Janice sitting behind the reception desk. But it wasn't long before he saw her standing up. His eyes almost popped out his head. Janice had the biggest pair of tits he had very seen! They were huge mounds of flesh that protruded far forward, straining the fabric of her shirt and reaching almost to the waistline of her jeans. The contours of her bra and straps were easily visible through the thin fabric. Janice was quite chubby. She had very big thighs and wide hips. But her waist was very tiny and she had no belly at all. She had an exquisite hourglass figure, and a sensual teardrop shape to her big butt. She was just built bigger than the stereotype "ideal woman." But Bob really liked girls who were "pleasingly plump," especially ones with gigantic tits. As seen from the front, Janice's thick arms were almost completely covered by her enormous juggs, which were also much wider than her hips. And the other guys felt the same. It wasn't long before Janice became the most popular person in the office. All the guys would come up and talk to her every day. And when she wasn't around, "Janice Big Tits" was all they talked about. At first, Bob tried to ignore Janice. Though he had always been obsessed with big tits, Bob had no luck with large-breasted girls. They were usually very stuck up and accustomed to a lot of attention from men. Bob had no patience for head games with high-maintenance chicks. But as he talked to Janice, he discovered that she was really very nice. She was very friendly and had a very expressive face, which constantly changed over a wide range of sexy looks as she talked. She was funny and they laughed easily together when they spoke. And she always making sexy moves, like stretching her arms and putting her hands behind her head, thrusting her tremendous titties toward Bob as she talked. Bob started to really dig Janice. But he still made an effort to ignore her most of the time. Bob was already engaged to Susan. She was the best thing that ever happened to him. He not had good luck with girls along the way, and Sue was crazy about him. She had a very beautiful face, with a thick head of blonde hair, and deep blue eyes. They got along great and always had a great time together. In every way, it was clear that Sue was the girl for him. The only problem was, she was so skinny. Her tits barely filled a 32A bra. Bob took this job out of state since the market was so tight in their hometown. He couldn't get home often enough to see Sue. The wedding was still many months away and Bob was very lonely, though they did talk on the phone a couple times a week. But when he sat all alone in his apartment every night, Bob's mind was on Janice, not Sue. Night after night, Bob would imagine Janice with her head inclined forward, her green eyes smoldering within a sultry gaze on her expressive face. He'd picture Janice slowly undoing the buttons on her shirt, one by one -- inch by inch exposing her soft pink cleavage, soft tits gently jiggling with each motion.... But in his rational mind, Bob knew he was a fool. Janice was a big flirt, and she had every guy in the office dangling from her string. And he saw her in action enough to know she had a fiery temper. He knew that he and Janice wouldn't get along. But on the other hand, she didn't seem like a slut. She had a cute, fresh, innocent quality, and was sincerely nice. And though her clothes were always skin tight, she kept her shirts modestly buttoned high, leaving her tits mostly to Bob's hyper-active imagination. But there was that day when Janice wore that sun dress. Janice revealed the creamy expanse of her upper chest and shoulders, the white skin tinted with a pink flush, just like her cheeks. The soft curve of flesh followed to the top of her tits, divided by a couple inches of luscious cleavage that disappeared beneath the green fabric. The thin spaghetti-straps strained at the weight of her cantelope-sized tits. Bob could discern the outline of her soft, non-erect nipples through the thin fabric. He gasped at their size -- each larger than a quarter. That night, and for many nights thereafter, Bob weakly fought the losing battle to keep his mind on Sue and off Janice and her amazing tits. Janice really liked her new job. All the people were really great and everyone was nice to her. She got a kick out of all the guys who came up to talk to her every day. They were such typical guys -- all they would do was gawk at her boobs the whole time they pretended to talk. But Janice was used to that. She got that everywhere she went since 10th grade. She knew that guys liked her boobs, so she liked to flirt with the poor saps just for fun. Though she only thought she was being friendly and nice, Janice was a huge pricktease. Even though she'd only had sex with a couple boyfriends along the way, Janice was the star of the wet dreams of the majority of guys who crossed her path. Most of the guys in this office were nerdy engineers. But that guy Bob was different. He was on the hunky side -- dark with big arms and shoulders. He had an easy smile and he and Janice would always laugh together. Plus, Bob seemed to make an effort at least some of the time to look at her face instead of her boobs! Except on that day when she wore that summer dress. After chatting awkwardly for a couple minutes, Bob staggered away jittery with a huge lump in his pants. And he dropped by many times that day "to check his messages." The boss lady yelled at her for wearing such a revealing dress, but it was worth it just get a "rise" out of Bob. Janice's fiance John was a good enough guy, but Bob was much cuter and more interesting. But getting to know him was such a challenge. Sometimes he'd be very friendly and chat with her a long time. Other times, he'd act almost angry with her. He seemed conflicted about something. He'd try to talk about his fiancee, but Janice could tell by the longing look in his eyes who his mind was really on. That day started like all others. Janice cheerfully said, "Good morning, Bob!" Bob grunted a greeting as usual, but when he looked at Janice, he stopped. She leaned toward him with her face inclined forward, her hair loosely dangling to the side of her face. She looked up at him intently with those big green eyes, a smirky smile curling the corners of her mouth, revealing pearly white teeth which she gently touched with the tip of her tongue. Janice's lips weren't big, but they were full. When she smiled like that, Bob thought she had a great mouth for a blow job. As he looked at her, he imagined those lips kissing the tip of his cock, her mouth slowly opening around it to envelop the head of his cock in their fullness, her red tongue gently sliding over the surfaces of his male member. Janice chuckled and shook her head, blinking slowly and opening her eyes again with a pleading look. Bob snapped out his lustful reverie and realized he'd stared too long into those emerald eyes, that she cast her spell on him. Bob tried to pretend that nothing happened. "So... how are you today?" he dumbly asked. Not at all convinced, Janice played along. "Oh, I'm okay. Nice sunny morning, huh?" she said as she leaned back in her chair, projecting her chest forward. "Yeah, sure," stammered Bob. But now his eyes focused on Janice's tits. She was wearing a flannel shirt today, with her sleeves cuffed at the elbows. It drove him nuts whenever she wore a flannel. The vertical and horizontal lines of the shirt perfectly followed the spherical contours of her huge tits. The lines on the top and the sides of her mammaries bowed outwardly, and they dipped in again toward the hidden cleavage between them. After all these months, Janice really wanted to get Bob's attention. She'd be willing to dump what's-his-name in a heartbeat if Bob would only take the hint. She admired Bob's devotion to his fiancee, but hey, "all's fair in love and war," right? She'd seen Bob's reaction whenever she wore a flannel shirt, and since she didn't dare wear that summer dress again, this was the next best thing. And this flannel was nice and tight, which made her juggs look even bigger. And she knew how to move to enhance the illusion. Bob couldn't believe the size of Janice's tits. He was sure they were each as large as her head. They were practically resting on top of her plump thighs. In one of her many sexy moves, Janice straightened her back and pulled back her shoulders. Bob wondered how large they could actually get. He imagined those firm tits growing even bigger before his eyes. As he gazed, Janice's tits swelled outwardly. It was so quick, like a snap. Suddenly, her tits grew a whole cup size. Her shirt grew taut, tugging at the buttons, spreading apart the openings between the buttons, exposing her white bra. Her tits overflowed the top of her brassiere, and a bulge line was visible through the soft cotton fabric of her shirt. Janice gasped and jumped with a start! What happened just then? Her tits just inflated, and the sudden jerk at her bra took her breath away! Her nipples were hot, like they would burn through her shirt. And though they hurt so much from being stretched so abruptly, they exploded with pleasure! That gasp was followed by a soft moan of ecstasy. Bob and Janice's eyes were both transfixed on her breasts. And then, just as quickly as it happend, her tits relaxed, her nipples still tingling. The strained fabric went slack, and her billowing breasts flowed back into her 38DD cups. Janice and Bob both slowly looked up at each other. Her expressive face was one of surprise and awe. Her big green eyes were opened wide, and her eyebrows were turned nearly vertical, her mouth fully agape. Surprise turned quickly to embarrassment as Janice realized her wet pussy had oozed out onto her pants with the excitement. She quickly averted her eyes from Bob, who stared at her utterly dumbfounded. Bob's pants barely contained the huge, rock-hard tube of meat that throbbed red hot. Suddenly, the boss lady came over and said, "Janice, I need you to send this fax for me." Struggling to recover quickly, Janice said, "Oh... uh, sure!" Bob barely muttered a hasty "See you later," and headed for his office and shut the door. Both Bob and Janice sat in their chairs wondering what that was all about. They both tried to put it out of their minds and focus on work, with no success. It was almost lunch time when Bob was drawn again out of his office, to once again "check his messages." As he drew near Janice's reception desk, she looked up, her eyes again widening in surprise at the sight of Bob. But her features quickly softened as a sultry smile flowed onto her face, her green eyes giving Bob a sexy sidelong glance through half-open eyelids. "Hi!" Janice said in a melodious sing-song voice, her eyes passed up and down over his form, from his crotch to his face and back again. "Hi," Bob said, his heart pounding in his chest. As he caught sight again of Janice's huge tits, Bob's cock jumped again to full attention. Janice noticed, of course. She was very impressed with the size of Bob's package. Bob tried to discretely hide it by standing in front of the reception desk. Janice openly smirked at him. "Um... how are doing this morning?" Bob dumbly said. He couldn't collect his thoughts in her presence. And he feebly thought again about Susan, and wondered why he came back here. "Oh, I'm just fine, how about you?" said Janice, teasingly. "Excuse me!" said the mail clerk, who needed Bob to move so he could get by. The trance was again broken as Bob moved to one side, out of his way. But in so doing, his bulging cock was again within Janice's sight. She saw his big dick and wondered just how big he could be, if it could get any bigger. She stared at his crotch so intently, wishing to see it grow before her eyes. Suddenly Bob's cock popped outwardly, quickly, like a snap. The head of Bob's cock and part of the shaft popped out above the waistline of his pants, and the bulge in his pants widened considerably. It was Bob's turn to gasp. He wondered if it was exposed, but looking quickly, he saw that it was still inside his tucked-in shirt. It was now much longer and had grown thicker in girth also, straining against his zipper. When he looked again at Janice, she smiled broadly in a sexy smile, her head tilted slightly backwards, and looking down her face at him through narrow eyes. "Um, I've got to go," said Bob, as he turned on his heel and beat a hasty retreat for his office. They both knew that something strange was definitely going on. Janice thought that Bob would come back, but he never did, remaining inside his office. Everyone emptied out of the office for lunch, but Bob stayed in, since he usually ate a bagged lunch at his desk. So Janice thought it was about time she paid Bob a visit. Walking to the ladies room, looking this way and that, Janice made sure that the halls were empty. She opened the restroom door, and caught a look at herself in the mirror. She was surprised to see that her boobs really did look bigger than normal, that they each were now larger than her head. "I guess something really did happen," she thought. She opened a stall and went inside. She then unbuttoned her flannel shirt, slowly working her way down the front, revealing her gigantic creamy white melons of flesh, tinged with pink, barely supported by the straining brassiere straps. She saw that indeed, her boobs were flowing over the tops of her DD cups. And though they didn't feel any heavier, they did feel rounder and more firm. She tugged one arm out of the flannel shirt, freeing her shoulder. As the sleeve fell away, she reached around and pulled on the other sleeve. As her shirt came off, Janice hung it up on the hook in the stall. Now came the hard part. She always had a hard time putting on and taking off her bra. Her big boobs always got in the way, and the contortions were always awkward. She slid off one strap, then the other. Then she reached around behind fumbling, and unhooked the strap. She breathed easier as the silky fabric released her breasts. The humongous cups slid over the tops of her nipples, exposing them. They tingled frantically with every little touch, and felt extremely hot as the cooler air hit them. She touched the cups to her face and almost jumped at their heat. And she was surprised to see that her nipples were larger than before, as were her areoles. And their pink color was a bit more flushed than usual. Janice had always had extremely sensitive nipples -- so much so she often had multiple orgasms just from being sucked. But now they were at a new level -- even the slight air currents in the ladies room gave orgiastic pleasure as they passed over the surfaces of her nipples. She gently circled her areoles with her fingertips, which gave her whole body a jolt. She stuffed her bra into her purse, followed by her engagement band. Grabbing the flannel shirt once again, she slid one arm into the sleeve, then another. Shivers went down her spine as the soft flannel slid over her bra-less nipples. Starting at the bottom, she proceeded to redo the buttons. But this became increasingly difficult as she approached her considerable bustline. The buttons were pulled more tightly than they had been while wearing the bra. Apparently, the bra had been restraining them at their new size, and now free of those bonds, her shirt could barely contain her tits. The buttons along her widest extent came undone a couple times. She managed to close up her front, though the middle buttons were taut and seemed in danger of coming undone again. "That would be fine with me," she thought, as long as they would make hold for the distance from the ladies room to Bob's office. Janice looked both ways as she walked out of the ladies room. The coast was clear! She was shaking with nervousness as she walked down the hall. She had never made a move like this before on a guy. She never had to! But she knew that something very special occurred between her and Bob. Even though he ran away from her, she had to find out what would happen next. Her breathing was heavy as she nervously reached to knock on Bob's door. Bob felt terrible. He was torn in the worst way, between love and lust. Susan was a great girl and deserved better treatment than this. He felt like a total jerk. But the images kept coming back to him -- of Janice's ballooning bosom, her sexy smile, and how his cock felt when it leaped out of his pants. He had no idea what to do. He needed this job, and he couldn't afford to marry Sue without it. But he knew that he would still see Janice every day, and she would always be part of the picture, one way or other. "Knock, knock," went the rap on the door. "C-come in," said Bob, with a mixture of fear and excitement. The doorknob turned slowly, and Janice peaked her head in. "Hi! C-can I come in?" her voice trembled. Her big green eyes had a pleading look, and her expressive face looked very shy and vulnerable. "Sure Janice, come in." At the mention of her name, both hearts skipped more than one beat. She entered slowly, a timid smile on her cute face. Her cheeks blushed hot, becoming more pink than usual. As she entered the room, Bob was struck by the enormous swell of her overripe tits. He saw that Janice had removed her bra, and that her tits actually looked much bigger when not restrained by cups and straps. Those spherical globes of wondrous flesh sagged gently, the vertical and horizontal lines of her shirt accentuating their amazing size and shape. She closed the door behind her and locked it. Then she walked into the room, her hips swaying and her arms swinging sexily at her sides. With each light step, her tits jiggled gently, first to one side, then the other. She leaned her plump bottom against the table by Bob's desk, and she rested the palms of her hands on the table's edge, offering Bob a slight profile view of her voluminous breasts. Janice gave an exaggerated smile and shrugged her shoulders, letting loose a nervous little giggle. And when her shoulders shrugged, her thick arms gently squeezed her tits together, pushing them prominently forward, further straining the fabric at her shirt buttons. "So...!" said Bob. "So...!" replied Janice, giggling again. They stared into each others eyes for several seconds, and Janice's look changed from shy to sensuous. With his last shred of will power and devotion to Susan waning, Bob absently said, "So what can I do for you?" Janice tch'ed and rolled her eyes, her mouth dropping open incredulously. She hopped up and moved right next to Bob's chair and sat on the edge of his desk. She plopped down in front of him and her juggs bounced roughly against the stretched fabric of her shirt. "I was hoping you'd NOTICE something, Bob!" Janice said sarcastically. Her expression had turned to mild irritation mingled with amusement as she looked down. Her tits were now at Bob's eye level, about a foot away from his face. His eyes were drawn to the large nipples that protruded slightly through the flannel material. Bob could see the gathers of the cloth where the buttons attached, which barely hung onto the buttonholes. Bob could see where the stretched fabric was pulled open between the buttonholes, exposing deep cleavage and firm pink breasts, mildly compressed underneath the shirt. Janice's breathing was heavy and audible, and her tits rose and fell with each deep breath. Janice barely contained an undeniable urge to rip her shirt open in Bob's face. And Bob vividly pictured the earlier scene, when Janice's tits ballooned out a cup size. Then both were stunned again. Janice's tits began to swell, pushing the strained shirt to its limits. As they grew, they pushed against each other. Her left tit squeezed upwards under the front of her shirt while her right tit squeezed down. Her tits compressed each other underneath the shirt that was now tight as a drumhead. And then.... The middle button popped, flying past Bob's head. Instantly, all the buttons popped. Janice's tits were released from the confines of her shirt! She let out a long gaspy moan of pain and pleasure. The front of her now-open shirt parted, and creamy orbs gently flowed out, bouncing and jiggling, from one side to the next, as if each had a mind of its own. Janice's tits bounced in Bob's face and continued to gently expand, swelling outwardly, nipples and areoles growing in diameter. A pink flush rose to the surface of her skin, which glistened from the stretching. Her tits squeezed against each other and past her arms, each fighting the other to occupy the same space. Finally, her milky juggs expanded to a size greater than one gallon each, with a soft, creamy appearance impossible for flesh. Janice's huge tits were more amazing than he ever imagined in his lonely nights. In a split-second, Bob saw Janice's soft, smooth nipples, now the size of a half dollar, a light pink color, only a tint darker than the milky mounds of her tits. Her areoles were nearly the size of a saucer, with a stretched, shiny appearance. The soft flesh of her areoles was almost translucent, and Bob could see thin blue veins criss-crossing beneath their surfaces. And her areoles were ringed with soft round bumps, some almost as large as another girl's nipple. Bob's penis bulged hard against his pants with a furious sensation. In that split-second, his happy future with Sue was forgotten. Bob gently grabbed Janice's left tit with both hands as she slid her big thighs onto his lap. He trembled at the touch of the unbelievable softness, and Janice wimpered quietly as his hands gently held her breast. As Bob drew her nipple to his mouth, he was startled by its warmth. "Ohhohohhh," Janice gave a stammered moan as Bob's wet mouth extinguished the fire of her nipple. Janice grabbed his head with both arms and drew it deeper into the fragrance of her softest flesh. Bob's mouth slid furiously over the huge nipple and smooth areole, his saliva making her nipple slippery against his tongue. Then Bob expanded his radius, his tongue licking all around the firm pink warmth, his fingers kneading her tits, squeezing her enormous nipple from side to side. Janice now stradled his crotch with her spread legs and wiggled on his lap, rubbing her wet pussy against his throbbing cock through their pants. Bob squeezed Janice's huge tits together, marvelling at how the flesh protruded between his spread fingers. He buried his face between the soft pinkness, wondering if he would suffocate. Then Bob slid his mouth across the great distance to her other nipple, circling his tongue over her tits as he went. He kissed her right nipple, licking it gently to cool it off, and nuzzling his face against it. His tongue danced over the bumps on her areole, giving her new shivers and groans as it passed over each one. Then, with a tremendous effort, Bob heaved both of Janice's incredible tits, and squeezed them together so that both nipples touched. Bob then took both of Janice's huge nipples into his mouth at once. As his mouth latched on, he sucked her nipples mightily, partly to see if she would enjoy the forcefulness, partly just so that his mouth could hang on as her gigantic tits pushed against each other. Her loud sustained gasp answered that he did well. Janice's tits were Bob's wet dream come true. He felt like he could cum just from sucking and playing with those massive mammaries. And Janice found Bob to be the most electrifying guy that ever sucked her nipples. He had such imagination as his mouth played over her tits, and he had such perfect timing. He knew just when to lick, just when to circle her nipple with his tongue, just when to suck her nipple gently and just when to suck it hard. Bob's loving attentions were perfectly orchestrated to quickly bring her to climax. She groaned five times, ten times -- once for each orgasm -- losing count at fifteen, and then beyond, losing herself in a sustained climax. They both could have stayed like that forever. Janice's nipples were so sensitive. She loved having them sucked better than intercourse. Nothing could bring her to the summit of ecstasy better than a guy sucking her tits. She came and came as Bob sucked both her nipples. She thought she'd never come down again. She didn't even care whether or not Bob stuck his big hard dick into the trembling wetness between her meaty thighs. Janice's very wet pussy had saturated the crotch of her pants, and seeped through Bob's pants down to his cock, which electrified Bob all the more. Finally Janice pried Bob's mouth from her tits. She gazed brightly at him with a radiant glow, her expressive eyes full of awe and wonder, a sweet, satisfied smile across her lips. "Janice, that was incredible! How did you do that?" Bob breathed. "I-I didn't do that! I thought you somehow did it!" Janice said bewilderedly. But her big green eyes and sweet lips quenched his curiousity. He grabbed her face and pressed his open mouth into hers. They licked and sucked each other's mouths with a fury, swallowing each other's tongues in turn. And without unlocking their faces, Bob slid Janice's popped shirt off her shoulders. Janice fumbled at his shirt buttons with labored breathing through their noses. Her sleeves came off her arms as she got Bob's shirt nearly off. Soon his shirt was off also. Bob scooped up Janice's bare back and pressed her closely to himself, smashing her tremendous titties against his hairy chest. The warm softness quivered against his firm torso. Her huge nipples burned hotly against his own pectorals, and seemed to set him ablaze. Janice's enormous tits bulged out along the sides of her body and squeezed against the strong biceps that held her tight. Janice locked both arms around Bob's head at the elbows and held it tight as they sucked each other's faces. Bob's hands circled up and down along the bare skin of Janice's back, and he moved them to the front to cup her tits. His hand could barely cover the hot silkiness of her areole, and she squealed at his touch. Janice straightened up on Bob's lap and put her hands on his shoulders. Her gigantic juggs bounced and jiggled again in Bob's face. Her hair was a wild mess, and hung down every which way down past her shoulders, onto the tops of her tits. She looked down at Bob with a voluptous expression in her big green eyes. "It's my turn, Bob!" And with that, she stood up. Her magnificent pink melons hung down past the waist of her jeans, and her soft pink nipples projected forward. Bob saw her small, round belly. As plump as she was, she didn't have any fat rolls around her middle. A cute, round belly button lay in the valley between her mountains of soft, warm flesh. Janice undid the button at the waist of her pants, and pulled down the zipper, revealing pink silk panties. She needed a bit of effort to wiggle out of the snug jeans. Her hands alternately pushed down on either side of her pants, sending her tits bouncing from one side to the other as Bob watched admiringly. Finally, her creamy thighs were exposed. They were also tinged with pink, just like her cheeks and her tits. As the jeans reached her knees, she bent over, and her tits bounced against Bob's face. He grabbed her again, and Janice giggled as she lost her balance, her massive pink globes pressing into his face. Bob slid his hands inside her panties, over the wide expanse of her butt cheeks. Bob guided her panties off her hips, caressing her with his hands every inch of the way. Janice moaned again, rolling her head around in circles under Bob's touch. He probed and explored her with his hands, losing his fingers in the hot wetness of her pussy as she let out a series of short gasps. Then he continued down her full thighs, and around her calves. He gently lifted each firm leg as his fingers slid the jeans and panties over her soft feet and the tips of her cute, chubby little toes. When Janice was completely naked, Bob stood admiring her for a moment. She was plump and round, moreso that he had envisioned. He turned her around to take in the whole sight. Though her hips were wide, they tapered alluringly up to her very tiny waist. And though her butt and her thighs were full and thick, her knees and ankles were very slim. Janice had no cellulite or other unattractive fat. Her tits were big pink pumpkins that sagged downward toward the soft, curly bush of her pussy. Seen from behind, her wide back was not large enough to obscure the sight of these creamy orbs, which extended prominently from either side. And her skin was perfect, the same soft, creamy white all over, with a healthy flush of pink. He held her from behind and nuzzled his face all over firm flesh, kissing her passionately. He couldn't stop touching every inch of Janice's body, rhythmically feeling her up and down with his fingers. Abruptly, Janice turned around, sending another gyration of bounces through her huge tits. She dove at Bobs' pants and popped them open, quickly unzipping his fly, urgently seeking his cock. In one fluid motion, Janice reached her soft hands into his shorts and came up with his rock-hard penis. She gasped at the sight. She could tell that Bob was big, but nothing could prepare her for the shiny pink head poised at the end of the thick shaft. She frantically pulled Bob's pants down to his ankles and over his feet. His male parts were now fully exposed -- the long, stiff penis atop the swollen balls that rested on his office chair. "*gasp*! Bob! Oh my... Your dick! It's huge!" Bob had never been anywhere near this big before. It was something about this incredible girl and the strange events of this day. Janice gazed on in facination at the largest dick she had ever seen. She stroked it lightly with her fingertips, all around the head, and up and down the long shaft, sending thrilling shockwaves through Bob's body. Bob thought his cock would burst if she kept it up, it was feeling so enormous. Janice wondered how big a dick could be, and she stared at it, imagining it getting bigger. "Ahhhh!" Bob groaned. Janice felt his dick growing tighter in her grip. Her eyes widened again as she saw Bob's big dick growing even bigger! It swelled in size as it grew warmer to the touch. The penis head grew from the size of a jawbreaker to the size of a large plum, as the shaft grew longer and thicker in her hands. She got both hands around it and still couldn't close her fingers around it as Bob's penis expanded to over 14 inches. Bob and Janice looked at his cock, then each other, with startled looks on both faces. This was a day for surprises! "Bob, I was visualizing your dick getting bigger! And then it did! Just like I did earlier this morning at my desk!" Bob's eyes widened in realization. "That's what I was doing too! I was imagining your tits becoming gigantic... and then they did!" Bob cupped Janice's lovely face in his hands. Janice, kneeling on the floor and still gripping his huge dick with both hands, held Bob's cock at her chin. She rested her elbows on Bob's knees, allowing her pink basketball tits to hang between his legs. A sexy smile swept again over her seductive lips as she rubbed the massive dick against her cheek. "There's something special between us!" she said sweetly. "I always knew there was something, from the first time I saw you. We have some... chemistry... some power over each other's bodies. We're meant to be, Bob!" Bob couldn't argue with that. This was his most incredible experience with a girl, one who he'd lusted after for months. What would he tell Sue? Well, no point in worrying about her right now! Janice turned her face down toward Bob's swollen penis. As she gently kissed its head, it was her turn to be surprised by the heat. She puckered her lips and glided them all around the hard smoothness at the end of Bob's member. And then, ever so gently, her lips parted. Janice's tongue crossed between her lips and lightly caressed Bob's penis. Her tongue danced over the top of its head, all along the edges underneath, and where it met the shaft. She continued all around in soft circles with her tongue, still tightly gripping his dick with both hands. Bob groaned quietly as the wet softness of her tongue gently massaged his cock. As she continued, her circles became more rapid, and the full length of her tongue swept over Bob's dick. Her lips once again fully contacted his penis as her tongue lashed away. Without warning, her lips spread wide as Janice swallowed the head of Bob's penis fully into her mouth. Bob inhaled sharply, and it took all his effort to stifle a yell. Janice chuckled as she tongue licked and lapped at Bob's enormous manhood that filled her mouth. She knew she made the right move. Now Janice's head bobbed forcefully up and down on Bob's cock, thrashing furiously from side to side and all around. Janice licked and sucked and sucked and licked, her tongue dancing all up and down his stiff penis with each frantic stroke. Bob knew he was quickly running out of time, and that his penis would soon explode in a fountain of cum. Suddenly, with a sucking pop, Janice's mouth let go of Bob's penis. She looked up narrow-eyed at him with pure animal passion as she lifted her mammoth tits onto Bob's knees. Grabbing his cock, she slid it between her considerable cleavage. And grabbing her tits underneath from either side, she heaved them up and down over Bob's cock. The softness of Janice's tits on his dick felt incredible, like nothing what's-her-name could have ever done with her 32As. Bob gladly joined in, holding the soft mounds from underneath and heaving in the rhythm of the long stroke, back and forth along the full length of his penis. Janice bent her head so that with each stroke, her mouth and tongue could caress Bob's dick head. Janice felt Bob grow stiffer and harder, vibrating with the coming release. At just the exact moment, Janice released her tits and grabbed Bob's dick, full in her mouth and with both hands. Hot tongue on hot dick, she inhaled with all her might and sucked hard on Bob's penis head. Bob's cock trembled at the sight of Janice's enormous pink melons resting on his thighs, her huge pink nipples and her swollen, translucent areoles. With both hands on his dick, its head filling her mouth, her tongue lapping into its hole, she looked up at him with those sexy, expressive green eyes. They told how much she wanted to do this for him, how long she had waited to do this for him... those bright, flashing green eyes of Janice Big Tits. Bob felt Janice's sucking all the way deep down, through the length of his distended penis, into his crotch, and down into his swollen testicles. Finally the tension released, and Bob's penis exploded. A copious thrust of fluid surged up through the length of his cock, drawn out forcefully by Janice's sucking. Bob's body wracked with spasms as cum sprayed from his dick, into Janice's eager mouth. One powerful squirt, then another, then another. Janice closed her eyes and hummed in ecstasy. She loved giving head, and she knew she gave the best head. Janice didn't mind the taste of cum. In fact, she had come to like it. And Bob seemed to have a limitless supply. Squirt after squirt, gush after gush, Bob's cum splashed into Janice's mouth. She continued licking and sucking as the hot fluid bathed her tongue in creamy whiteness. Gulp after gulp, she could barely swallow quickly enough to keep up with his flood of semen. Finally, the throb of ejaculation waned. Bob's huge erection went limp in Janice's mouth. She held the big dick head in her mouth as it grew soft. She sucked him off some more, not wanting it to end, licking the tip of his penis to get every last drop of cum. In a post-coital daze, Bob blearily looked down at Janice as her tongue slurped at the end of his cock, her throat gulping loudly as she swallowed. Janice looked back at him with wide-open eyes as she slowly disgorged his dick from between her lips. Her tongue licked over the front of her teeth and her mouth broke into a big smile. She hugged his now-flaccid but still huge penis to her cheek, gave it one more kiss, and gently released it. She stood up straight so that her tits towered over Bob's head. She looked down at him from between her expansive cleavage. With Bob's head in the canyon between her breasts, she again climbed onto his lap, and slid the creamy softness across his cheeks, resting the pink globes on his shoulders. Extending strong arms over her tiny waist, Bob drew Janice's soft hips onto his lap. Her head inclined toward him, her face moved toward his, lips opening expectantly. He stared into her green eyes. Another guy might not have done it, but this girl just gave him the most wonderful experience of his life. The least he could do was kiss the mouth that gave such pleasure. Lips brushed again, then parted as two tongues gently caressed each other. Suddenly, the moment was shattered by a knock at the door. "Hello Bob! Wake up in there!" they heard, followed by some laughter. "Uh oh," said Janice, "Everyone's coming back from lunch!" "We'd better hurry," said Bob. Startled back to reality, Bob stood up. His limp cock, which was hanging down to his knees, began to shrink, feeling numb and rubbery as it returned to its normal size. He looked at Janice's tits, which now began to deflate. Her tits now reached above her slim waist, and seemed to unswell from the sides of her arms. Her tits swayed and jiggled as she frantically pulled up her panties -- but not as much as before. Bob and Janice got their pants back on, but they each had a huge wet spot in the crotch where Janice's wet pussy had slopped through. "We can't finish the day like this!" Bob said. "Yeah, we both need to change," Janice replied. Janice removed her bra from her purse and slid it back on. By now, her tits were back to their normal 38DD -- but they seemed to now remain a bit bigger, filling the cups to slightly overflowing. "Could you hook my strap?" Janice asked. Bob complied, but with great sadness that her beautiful titties were now put away again. Bob put his shirt on as Janice did the same. "Oh no!" she said, "My shirt doesn't have any buttons!" "Here, put on my coat," said Bob as he grabbed his long overcoat. "This will cover you up pretty well." "But what will you wear? It's cold outside!" "Don't worry about that. We've got to get you out of here." Bob cracked opened the door and peered out into the hall. "The coast is clear. Now go home and change." Before she left, Janice took a piece of paper and stuffed into Bob's shirt pocket, patting his chest with her hand. "Bob, here's my phone number. Call me later, okay?" "You'd better go. Bye!" said Bob as he patted her butt out the door and into the empty hall. In his hurry, he didn't even kiss Janice goodbye. Bob closed the door again and looked around at his now-empty office, which just minutes before was the scene of the hottest sex of his life. He sat again in his chair and chuckled at a couple wet pecker tracks on the rug. His mind couldn't take it all in, it was too amazing. But the image of Janice's creamy, jiggling tits and huge, soft, pink nipples wouldn't leave his mind. He thought again ruefully about Sue, about how it now had be over for them. What would he say? How could he break it to that sweet girl? His happy future with Susan now gone, he wondered about his prospects ahead with the soft, sexy, fiery, flirtatious, temperamental Janice. He knew there was more to a relationship than great sex... that WAS true, right? Bob's stayed inside his office until his pants eventually dried off. The white, crusty stain wasn't too visible on his light-colored pants. Janice didn't come back the rest of the day. The boss lady said she called in about some "personal business" to attend to. No one in the office seemed to suspect what happened in Bob's office during lunch. Though he didn't get any work done, he managed to finish the work day. As he drove home, his mind wandered between Janice's tits and his regrets about Sue. He parked and walked to his apartment. He checked his mailbox and saw a letter. It was from Sue. Bob felt like such a heel. He sadly carried the envelope up the steps and opened his apartment door. Early on, Sue sent Bob a letter every week. But as the months went by, they became less frequent. This was the first one from her in quite a while. He opened the letter, expecting it to be another cheery missive about the events of her daily life and the progress of the wedding plans. He unfolded it and read; "Bob," (not "Dear Bob.") "You're such a great guy, we've had so many great times together. I'd been looking forward to marrying you and spending my life with you. I'm so sorry to tell you that I can't. I met this other guy. He started at work a few months ago. Let's just say that I'm not able to share my life with you anymore since I met him. "I'm so sorry to hurt you like this, Bob. Can you ever forgive me? Please don't write or call, I don't want this to be any harder than it already is. "All my best, Susan." Bob had mixed feelings. On one hand, he was hurt and angry. It always hurts a guy's ego to get dumped, no matter the situation. And he now wished he hadn't wasted all that time while she met someone else first. But on the other hand, he had a great sense of relief! That parting was easier than he could have hoped for. So he gladly chucked Sue and her 32As from his thoughts for good. And now he was free to get know Janice and her luscious, succulent, expanding 38DDs! Bob noticed the message light on his answering machine. Two messages. He hit play. The first message was from 2:08 that afternoon. The sweet, melodious voice of Janice drifted over. "Hi Bob, I guess you stayed at work. That was SO EXCELLENT today! Give me a call as soon as you get home! Bye!" At the sound of her voice, Bob's cock grew hard again. The next message came at 5:22, only a few minutes before he walked in. "Hi Bob, this is Janice again. I REALLY NEED YOU to give me a call as soon as you can! Call me back, okay? Bye!" Bob felt in his pocket and found the scrap of paper. He read the number. Even Janice's handwriting was sexy, just like everything else about her. He pushed the buttons on the phone. One ring. Another half ring, and a breathless, sexy, excited voice picked up on the other end. "Hello?" Janice said expectantly, knowing who was calling. "Hi," said Bob. "I missed you!" "Oh, how I missed you too! How 'bout I come over right now?" "That would be awesome. Let me give you my address." "Oh, I already know where you live! I'm the receptionist, remember?" Bob's heart skipped a beat and his cock tingled. It seems she had the whole evening already planned out! "I'll be waiting!" said Bob. "I'll be there in a few minutes! Bye!" Janice hung up quickly, not waiting for Bob's answer. Bob set down the phone, trembling with excitement, wondering what the coming night would bring.