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Chapter 6

She rolled over.  I was still on my back, my head level with her upper thighs.  She was breathing deeply.  Her now volleyball-sized breasts rose and fell.  

"Wow," she said.  "That was so... I've never felt anything like that.  I felt so in control.  I think I grew a few inches."  She drew her hands along her sides.  She hefted her breasts.  "My goodness."  She sat up and regarded her enormous boobs.  They hung out more than half a foot from her chest, extending out beyond her ribs.  My view of them was really something, from below.  Her nipples stuck out proudly, the tawny areolae a bit puffed up.  Looking at her from this angle, those breasts made me feel small, but it wasn't just her breasts.  She was huge.  Her soft curves couldn't hide the fact that this woman was a power-house.  Her arms were thick but not at all flabby.  It was clear that she was packing some serious muscles under that luscious padding.  I wondered just how strong she was.

Her boobs were big enough to eclipse her view of my face, and she had to turn her torso so that she could see me.  Her deep brown eyes fixed upon me.  Her face was framed by the largest breasts i had ever seen.  It was quite a sight.  "You like what you see?" she asked.

"You know it," I said.  She got up on her knees and put one on either side of me.  If she looked big before, she looked positively monumental now.  Her hands crept up from her thighs to her hips to those breasts of hers, and started kneading them, tugging on the nipples.  Her hips swayed slightly.  I reached my hands up to the sides of her hips.  I couldn't nearly reach her waist.  It was quite a show.  "Oh god, baby, you're so fucking beautiful."  She beamed and continued her display.

* * *

I felt spent, and she must have been tired too.  She insisted I spend the night, and I obliged.  We cleaned up and prepared for sleep.  She put on some soft gym shorts and a worn tee-shirt and climbed into bed.  I was naked.  I rolled on to my side, facing the wall, and she squirmed over and spooned me.  He breasts pressed into my back, her big thighs into my little ones.  She really was a lot bigger than i was.  Her left arm draped over me and gently caressed my chest.  "This has been great," she whispered.  "I'm so glad you suggested we go out tonight.  I think you're really good for me."  

Good for her? I to myself thought she seemed to be taking our relationship pretty seriously for it being so young. i mean, one date!  But she squeezed me and, with her inviting womanflesh surrounding me on all sides, I decided to keep mum.  We cuddled for another 20 minutes or so before I dozed off.

When I awoke, she was already up, sitting at the foot of the bed, naked now and facing away from me.  I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and noticed that she was very still.  "Mornin'," I said, but there was no response.  Sluggishly, I rolled out of bed and wandered toward the bathroom adjoining the bedroom.  Heading over there, I noticed that she was sitting cross-legged, her eyes half-open, gazing at nothing in particular.  Meditating I guess.  "She really goes in for that eastern stuff," I said to myself.  I took a shower.  While I was toweling off, I looked back in on her and it seemed as though she hadn't moved a muscle.  

She was still incredibly hot, but in this immobile state she looked a little off.  I continued drying myself and took the opportunity to take in her beauty.  Her wavy brown hair hung down to her shoulders.  It occurred to me that she looked a little indian or persian or something, what with her slightly dark skin, brown hair and eyes, and body shape.  She was gorgeous, in any case.  The more I looked at her, the surer I became that there was something unusual happening.  Her lips were moving slightly.  I started to get a little dizzy, I couldn't focus on her.  I looked away and my vision seemed fine.  I looked back at her and she still seemed a little fuzzy.  I walked over to the of the bed again and I could see her fine.  But then I looked across to the corner of the room and it was fuzzy there, now.  

I walked all around her, and, although i could barely believe it, there appeared to be some kind of a haze in the air a few feet in front of her, like from heat or something.  I walked over and put my hand into the spot, and, sure enough, there was something hot right there.  Oddly, when I pulled my hand back, I noticed her frown.  I touched the mysterious heat again, and she smiled.  "Suzy, can you hear me?"  Again there was no response.  I started thinking about how I had never heard of orgasms causing women to expand before, and now this, and then I was getting a little nervous.  

"What exactly is going on here?" 

I said it out loud, not expecting her to take any notice.  Indeed, she was as still as a statue, aside from those lips.  It was like she was speaking, kinda, maybe some kind of mantram or something. (Hey, i'm not into that kind of hocus pocus, but i know girls who are, if you catch my drift.)  I stood there a minute, pondering my next move.  She was totally non-responsive, so I decided to just get on my clothes and go.

Chapter 7

It was about eleven when I had gotten my things together.  I had been awake a full 30 minutes and she had barely moved.  She was barely breathing.  I didn't want to be a dick, leaving her without saying good-bye after we had just done the dirty last night, but what was I supposed to do, watch TV until she snapped out of her trance?  Who knows how long that could have been.  What the hell was she doing anyway?  And what the hell was that making that hot-spot?

I was all ready to go.  Before I left, I stood in the bedroom doorway and said, "Suzy?  Suzy, I'm uh, gonna go now."  I might as well have been talking to the furniture.  

I got back to my apartment, cleaned up a little, played some X-Box, ordered pizza and had a lazy saturday.  The next day was sunday, and I thought I should call Suzy when I realized I didnt have her number.  Just then, the phone rang.  I was sure it was Suzy, but it was strange because she didn't have my number either, and I wasn't listed.  

"Hello?"

"Hi it's Suzy."

"Oh hi Suzy.  What's going on?"

"Well, I just wanted to say that I had a great time on our date last friday."

"Oh." I said. I wasn't sure how to respond.  "Yeah, I did too."  A brief pause, and I said, "Say, I wanted to call you but I didn't have your number.  I thought you didn't have my number either.  How did you find me?"

"Ohh," she said, kinda high-pitched, like she was surprised.  "Uhh, the phone book, silly."  It was a dumb lie since I would obviously know that my own damn number wasn't in the phone book.  

I didn't want to press the issue, so instead i just said, "Ok," in flat tones so she would know that I knew it wasn't so.  "So what's up?"

"Uh, well, I don't know exactly how to say this, but, uhh, I kinda... I kinda don't fit into my clothes anymore."

I would never have guessed, but it made perfect sense, and I had to laugh.  "Hey!" she said.  Somehow she was still sensitive, even knowing what I thought of her body.  "I mean, yeah, it's pretty weird, but-"

"Pretty weird alright," i put in.

She continued, "but it's really embarassing.  I mean, you know i'm sensitive about catching attention.  I suppose I got kind of used to it, but now, well, Joe, I'm just so much bigger now, and, well I suppose I have things that will cover me, but everything is just too small.  I'm bursting out of everything I own, especially the tops," I gulped, "and I just don't want to be seen like this."

I could sympathize, i guess. "Yeah, i guess i can understand that.  Is there something you wanted me to do?  pick out something for you?"

"Oh! that would be lovely, but actually I picked a few things out already, on the internet.  I was hoping you could pick them up at the store for me?  I'm understand if you can't make it, but, i mean, I would be [i]really[/i] grateful."  She put a lot into that last part, and there was no question: she wanted me.  I was still weirded out by all this, but she was really hot, and it's flattering to know that such a beauty wants you.  A few images of her naked body passed through my, err, head, and there was no way I could say no.

"Well, I think i can manage that.  Sure."

"Oh, thanks so much, Joe.  I appreciate it.  The order is payed up and everything.  I called the SRU outlet and told them to expect your arrival."  She did?  before I had said yes, huh?  She quickly said, "Here, let me give you the address."

* * *

I got to the SRU.  I had never heard of it, and it was kind of a strange place.  It was clearly a store for over-sized women, but it was also kinda hippy-dippy.  I mean, patchouli, beads, herbs, on the one hand.  On the other there were these gigantic panties and skirts and things.  Kind of an odd combination, and odd to think that a place like this would have an online store.  As soon as the wizened old lady behind the counter saw me, she said, "You must be Joe, yes?" I nodded.  "I'm Wanda.  Suzy told me to expect you.  She's a good custmore, she is, but I didn't think this was her size, no, not this."  She held up a dress, and I mean up.  She raised her arms high to keep the hem off the ground.  The woman regarded it.  She blinked and for a moment the dress seemed to fill out like there was a person in it, but then it seemed like maybe it was just the wind...

"Suzy already paid for these items, so I guess I'll just hand them over to you," Wanda said as she pushed the shopping bags across the counter.  There were four bags of clothes.  Suzy had cash to spend I guess.  I picked up the bags and was turning to go when Wanda said, "Oh, Joe, I nearly forgot.  There's something else."  Wanda smiled and handed me a thin, long box.  "Tell Suzy that Ania wanted her to have this, this box here.  It's a necklace, Joe.  Ania told me to tell you that you were to put it around her neck yourself, see?"

Curiouser and curiouser.  "Uh... ok."

I took the bags to my car and drove back to Suzy's place.  I rang the bell and Suzy buzzed me in.  I went up the stairs and knocked on the door.  I heard some thumping sounds before Suzy opened the door.  

She. Was. Tall.  I mean, she was more than six feet when we met, but now she was nearly seven!  She was really big.  All over.  My head didn't reach above her shoulders; my eyes were level with her cleavage.

"Joe, thanks so much, please come in."  She stepped aside, but even so I had to turn as I walked past her, she was so thick.  

I put the things down and turned around, and she was right there hugging me.  "I really appreciate this Joe.  You can see the shape I'm in."  I sure could.  She was definitely taller than she had been (thanks to my skills as a lover, i congratulated myself, but then wondered how that made any sense).  She was wearing sweatpants.  The didn't reach her ankles.  More like mid-calf.  They were stretched to the limit. "These were the only pants that would fit me, if you can call this fitting.  And look at this top!"  

Wow. It was a brown stretch-fabric tank top, and it was stretched to the max.  I mean, it was taught around her mid-section, but her boobs pushed it out so much it was getting see-through.  I could definitely see her areolae and nipples through it.  "I was wearing a bra yesterday, but I uh, got kinda... restless and now they're all too tight."  She blushed.  That tank top didn't leave much to the imagination.  She had huge breasts, and a lot of cleavage was showing.  

"See, this is the kind of attention I thought i'd be getting."  I snapped out of it.  "But I don't mind it from you, Joe.  You're so sweet."  Now I was blushing.  "Ohh, you're blushing!  You're such a cutie-pie, Joe!"  She came over and hugged me again, but this time she didn't bend over as much and my jaw was touching the top of her two breasts.  She held me there just a moment, and then began going over the items i had brought her.  

I sat down and watched as she bent over and leaned back and preened herself and oohed and just enjoyed the new clothes she had just gotten.  She was rapt up in what she was doing, and I was rapt up watching her.  She picked up a skirt she seemed to like, then took her straining sweats off.  She wasn't wearing anything beneath them.  Her ass was gorgeous.  She was facing the couch and so was I, giving me quite a view.  Suddenly she remembered I was there and turned around, holding the skirt in front of her.

"Ooops!"  She said.  "Heh, kinda forgot I had an audience there for a minute."  There was a pause, and then she smiled and said, "Well Joe, you've been a good boy and done your good deed for the day, and now it's time your reward."  I braced myself.  All the unanswered questions I had raced through my brain all at once but promptly quit the scene.  Her body loomed as she sauntered forward, and there wasn't room in my thoughts for anything else.  She tossed the skirt away to reveal her pussy, her thighs, her wide hips.

"Now stand up."  She didn't have to ask me twice.  I stood and she knelt.  She removed my pants.  My boner popped out and she just grinned at it.  "Hello there," she said, her mouth just a few inches away.  "Ready for some fun are we?"

She got up off her knees and the turned around.  I wasn't sure what she was doing, but she looked over her back, took my wrists and placed my hands on her wide hips.  She leaned forward and bent her knees a bit, then slowly closed the distance between her ass and my crotch.  It was lovely.  Her butt was so massive, but pillowy-soft and warm.  She gyrated her hips ever so slightly, varying the pressure on my genitals. She wasn't dragging skin against skin; we were locked together but her hip-bones pushed her butt-cheeks around a little bit. 

She seemed to be fingering herself as she did this.  Knowing what that meant just made me more aroused.  She was going to grow again.  The slowly varying pressure was incredibly erotic.

She turned around again and pushed my head into her taught shirt, while her right continued to bring herself to orgasm.  The shirt was taught, so it was a little rough on my face, but still, those boobs were gargantuan.  My nose was pressed into the shirt, but my forehead was pressed into the scoop-neck.  Her soft skin against my face, I was getting really hard.  She held me there a moment, running her hand through my hair, then let go. 

She stepped back a few feet and leaned forward, giving me an eyeful of cleavage.  She pressed her arms in, bringing her hands toward her pussy and pushing her breasts together, expanding the already dramatic cavern between them.  "Look at me, Joe.  Look at this body.  Think of what awaits you."  She was squirming a little bit, although at this point i wasn't sure if it was for my benefit or if she was about to cum.  She squinted and then closed her eyes. She was getting close after all.  "Think of what I can do for you with all of this."  I just stood there, watching this unbelievable specimen of femininity parade itself before me.  "Oh, Joe, think of it.  Oh... Joe! Oh... oh Joe!"  she squealed, then gasped, and what happened next was simply amazing.  Her left hand came up to the neck-line of her shirt and started tugging on it.  It was getting tighter.  Her hand pulled on it, and her nail must have pricked it from the inside because a whole opened up.  

There was a sound of ripping fabric as her expanding breasts simply tore the shirt asunder.  Above her breasts, the shirt still encircled her chest, but below it was a mess.  He boobs were even bigger than before, easily the biggest i had ever seen, bigger than my head, bigger than her head.  She was sweating and panting.  She was still leaned over, and her breasts hung pendulously, swaying as her lungs heaved in and out.  Slowly, her breathing slowed and she stood up straight.  Sure enough, she was taller.  Her legs were longer, her ass was wider, her boobs were bigger.  Hell, everything about this girl was sexier.  Even her face had changed a little.  A few more freckles, a little more yellow in the brown eyes, cheeks a little more spread out.  It was subtle but it was there.

"Oh Joe, you make me feel so wonderful!"  She walked forward and now my head was right in between those massive melons of hers.  She put one of her hands on the small of my back and pressed my body into hers.  My dick was in between her thighs then. She swayed her chest from side to side, shifting her weight.  the flesh of her breasts was pushing my head back and forth, while her thighs provided a slowly pulsing pressure on my penis.  This girl knew how to work my body, man, did she ever!  I was so turned on I could barely think straight.  "Are you going to cum for me, Joe?" 

"Ungh," was the best I could muster.  I was hard.  Really hard.  She continued with this motion for another minute or so but i wasn't getting that much closer.  She seemed to notice this, so she walked into me, pushing me back onto the loveseat where I had been before.  I was slouching, looking up at her, jaw slack and breathing hard.  "Okay, baby, let Suzy take care of you.  She knows what you like."  She knelt on top of me, and slowly lowered her hot, wet pussy onto me.  At first she just stayed there.  I reached up and grabbed her boobs, caressing them, kneading them.  They were so much bigger than anything I had ever felt before, larger than I had though possible before a few days ago.  Slowly, she pushed her body up.  The steady, warm friction on my penis was indescribable.  As she came back down, her buttox and thighs again exerted a gentle pressure on my testicles.  Man this was the most amazing sex i had ever had!  She sped up.  I was getting close.  My feet were tingling, my muscles twitching...

"Do you want it?"  I could barely form a reply.  "Tell me you want it."  I groaned.  She pulled herself off me.  I looked up at her.  The ripped shirt was till there, a reminder of the extraordinary nature of her voluptuous body.  Her pussy, her hips, her boobs, up to her face.  She was looking down back at me.  "Tell suzy that you want her."  

"I..."

She lowered her labia into contact with the tip of my penis and held that position.  "That's it..."

"I... I want you."

"You want me? Are you sure?"  She pushed down a bit then right back up.

"I want you, baby," i gasped.

"My name's not baby, Joe.  Tell me you want me."

"I want you," I said.

"I'm not sure I believe you Joe."  I was desperate.  I was on the brink.  I didn't just want her, I needed her.  "You have to convince me Joe.  Tell me you want me, say my name."

"I want you!" I sputtered.

"Yes?"

"Oh Suzy, I want you so bad!"  

"That's it Joe, say my name."  She lowered herself down on to me.  The pleasure was intense!

"Oh Suzy!  Give it to me Suzy!  I need it!  Suzy!"  The feelings passing through my body were intense.

I reached out and grabbed her hips and thrust into her violently, spasmodically.  My penis was on fire and getting chills all at once.  Jets of sensation shot through my cock.  "Let it out, Joe.  Give it all to me!"  My orgasm continued, slowing.  She kept on fucking me, eeking out every last drop of cum i had in me.

"Oh my god," I said.  "Don't stop," I said.  

"I won't stop, Joe.  You haven't seen the last of me."