Every Morning Is A New World Part 2

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As soon as the blue light struck him, he started to feel a tighting in his chest. Then suddenly it dawned on him. Sam found out that the wierd little men were giving him breasts that will make in the same vision as the large breasted women. The surging in his chest became some painful,that due to being a helpless weakling, he passed out. He soon discovered that he was now back to yet another reality. He was in a cluttered dorm room. Looking at the surroundings, Sam noticed that the room was full of sports memorblia and posters. Only one picture caught his eye and that was of a torn poster of Pamela Lee. All that was visible was from her head to here clavacle(shoulder) then a huge section was missing and later her legs. All that he saw she looked normal has she usually did. Sam then caught of himself in the mirror in front of him. His body was that of a 'Mens Health" cover boy. So it was he who the sports went to. He later found some text books that included Physiology, Biology, and Chemistry. He ran to where his laptop was usually kept. Surprise, there it was. Sam soon booted it up and found a file that had the document heading 'sxptgrwthexpnd*doc.'. He opened it up and found out that he had created a liguid chemical that gave the user mental control over his/her sex organs growth and size. The female controled the size of her breasts(nipples and aurelo), vagina, and her ass. While the man was in control of his phyisgue, and his cock. Now with the knowledge of the usage and dosage of his new invention. Now Sam only has to find a lady who will occumpany him on the journey of great fun and adventure. With Serum and bag, Sam in just about to get underway. The first person that he thinks is worthy is Heather. Sam puts on a pair of shoes and is out the door. Sam goes down to the lobby to find Heather's room assignment. "Excuse me Miss,"Sam said gently" What is the room number for Heather....." oh great he forgot he doesn't know her name. Just then he spots her in the corner of his eye. "Wait Heather!" Sam shouted. "Yes what can I do you for Sam." Heather said calmly. There she was already knowing who he was and standing there 5'6" with perfect B-cup breasts and a dainty ass.

"So what are you up to and where are you going?" Sam asked quizcally.

"Well I'm on my way up to my room to change and then on my way up to the sun deck and try and perfect my tan." she said , "You wanna join me, we'll be all by ourselves".

"Sure I'll be right behind you."Sam said and later thought" Soon your behind will be bigger and mine to group." She then duct into her room and only took 10 minutes to change and she came out she was wearing a bathrobe that diclosed what suit she had on underneath. As soon as they got to the deck she disrobed and stood there in all her glory wearing a red two piece swimsuit that was a little loose on top. But soon he could change that too. So as soon as they were situated, he locked the only door that lead to the deck.

He then mustered up enough strength to aske her" Heather, how would you like to have bigger ,Uhmmm, boobs and a tighter and fuller butt?"

"Why, do you wanna pay for the operation?"Heather asked,"But yeah I would love those things done to me."

"Well babe I have the magic to help you and make me your perfect intercourse mate." Sam said boldly,"Here take all of this and I'll join ya." He gave her a vial and they both downed it in unison.

"Let the fun begin", She said while getting up and walking toward Sam.

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Soon Heather was in front of Sam and started by asking "So what do I do to for letting me help you".

"Welllll, You could enlarge your breasts to a size that are worth filling your bikini top." Sam stated while smiling.

"okay, so how do I go about doing this rapid change? Just think about it." Heather said and soon her tits were growing and she stared in surprise. Finally they stopped short of tearing the top. You could see her nipples grow taunt and her Aurelo now the size of a coke bottle.

"Oh my gawd it actually works!" Heather stated hysterically.

"Yeah watch me grow lil Elvis out and let you play with him", Sam told her in a straight face. He unzipped his fly and soon his cock slowly inched its way out and stopped at 11 inches. Heather stopped and gawked at his now giant member.

"Its huge and you sure I can touch it?", Heather asked.

"Sure go on and give him a squeeze, hell suck on him." Sam said.

Soon she dropped down and grapped him and soon she started to rub up and down, slowly at first, then later at a rapid pace. She then got him to the size of 13 inches and didn't even think about getting it bigger than it was. She then looked up to him and said

"Don't mind if I try to enlarge my tongue and lips?" Heather asked.

"Sure go for it babe.", Sam whispered out

"Is this good enough?", Heather asked while her lips were now full and puffy so that her lips were now big enough to cling to a car window like that of those stupid Garfield window clingers. And her tongue was now 5 inches long. She now bent down and started to suck on his manhood rather hard and after 3 minutes worth, Sam blew his wad on her that pretty much cover her face and the top of her breasts.

"Now what can I do for you Sam?" she now asked in a husky and deep voice.

Sam responded by, "Well first you could now......."

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"...get yourself back to normal so we could go grab something to eat?"

"Eat?" Heather almost yelled. "How can you think about eating?"

"Hey, I'm sorry. But the Big Mac attack can't be denied, not even for you. I'll make it up to you tonight, promise." "well, alright..." Heather said as she began to shrink back down...

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Sam kept his composure but was inwardly struggling, dazed by his own thoughts. There, he had Heather's undivided attention, he was wanted and she aroused...and he really didn't give a damn. Heather was beautiful...but something was missing. Heather walked out of the room to get dressed and Sam leaned back in bed, his mind still aroused...but now by other thoughts, as Sam concentrated, erection diminishing, turning dark pink and losing firmness...in seconds full, heavy, DD cup breasts grew from Sam's chest and the change was complete. Samantha stretched in bed, and let her fingers massage her breasts. A calm settled over her as she realized what had happened.

All the world jumping, all the time spent as a female...had done something, much more irreversible than the transitory physical changes. Sam had faded, and was almost a ghost now...Samantha was persisting from world to world, and even in worlds where Sam had been born a male, it didn't matter anymore...Sam was Samantha, full time. She lifted a heavy breast, growing it to an E cup and put the thumb sized nipple in her own mouth, drawing on it, her mind surprisingly fantasizing about Heather still...but she wanted Heather as a girl, not as the nerdy boy she had been. She sighed. She had to get through the day looking like Sam, but she wouldn't use the serum induced power to change her genitals again, she decided. Her breasts reduced, figure masculinizing, and soon liked for all in the world like usual male self Sam -- but wasn't. She smiled wickedly, patting between her legs at the secret she kept...then as an afterthought let herself loose a bit more, A cup breasts with unusually large nipples extending from her chest, soon hidden as she put on Sam's shirt. An erotic thrill raced through her at the thought she was a girl, dressed up and pretending to still be a guy. She left the house with Heather, trying not to laugh aloud at the secret hidden in her usual jeans and t-shirt and boyish outward appearance. This had been a world where Sam was a male...the next would be one as a born female, and she would have some real pleasure and fun.

Samantha smiled wider, absently pretending to scratch, but really stimulating a nipple during the car ride. She would have to figure out a way to stack the deck in world shifting toward more female self worlds. She could barely stand the thought of drudging through the male ones that often.

"I'm bi," she realized, almost saying it aloud.

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Then Sam came to his senses and decided that was NOT the way to approach it. He told Heather" Heres some more of the formula and lets change back to our regular selfs."

"Oh thank gawd, I only did this because I thought it was what you wanted to do." She replied.

They both took the sallow and soon reverted back to their normal measurements and gender. Then suddenly Heather spoke up and said," Well lets go and get some protection and have a talk about what we're gonna do next."

Soon they both redressed and were out the door. What was no going through Sam's mind was what could he talk Heather into doing. He thought of her growing monsterous tits and a huge butt that would make her queen of baby got back. But then he remembered about how she could change her muscularity when she tried to change from Heather to Heath. "Yeah thats the ticket, thats what I'll ask her to do.", Sam thought to himself.

Just at the same time Heather was gonna ask if he could make himself taller and bigger. Plus make his cock to the size of a Eckridge Farm sausage and would pump her full of his 'boys' with balls the size of oranges.

"Perfect." she thought "Now all I gotta do is listen to what lover boy wants me to do and beleive me I will.", while walking along side of her lover boy.

On the way back of buying protection that soon would be obsolete they had a chat about lifes expectations and shared a ice cream cone also while talking about school and classes. Soon they reached the room and were gonna prepare for alot of action .

"Before we start lets but on some clothes.", Sam said,"You go put on your other two piece, you know the blue one and I'll go change into my basketball shorts on. And while I'm away lets both put in writing what the other wants the other to look like in size, Alright?"

"You bet ." she yelled form the closet.

Sam put on his paper that she was to be big enough to perform in a Mr universe contest of bodybuilding yet remain very female and have a huge rock hard ass and MM-cup breats. Heather wrote on hers that he would be Incredible Hulk size and have Johnson the size of at least 15 inches and be 6'10" in height. So when Sam finally arrived back to the room she was standing there in her suit and holding her instructions and they exchanged them .

"Agreed then Heather?", Sam asked

"Only if you agree to mine?" Heather answered.

"You bet and no holding back." Sam said.

And so they looked at each other and began growing

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"Wait!",Sam shouted,"This isn't what I want."

Heather stopped and returned to normal size. "Welll, what DO you want?",Heather replied in rather unapproving manner.

"Lets just grow huge and incredible sized parts of our anatomy." Sam said to Heather.

"Now your talking and let me be the first to show you whats in store for us.", Heather retorted.

Heather started to clinch her fists and had her ass enlarge first. It started first of strenching her panties to the limits of concealing her now glorious ass and still it kept growing and by the end her panties went from well fitted to the form of a thong.

"How this.",Heather called out and spun around to show Sam her new size."Makes you wanna come over and squeeze it doesn't it, mmmmmm."

"Your not gonna stop there are ya?", Sam asked.

Heather replied," You men, nothings never enough and no I plan on strenching this spandex top to the fullest. But first how big to you want my nips to be this size.",She then raised her top to show him her boobs.The size was that of being about as long as an inch,

"Or this size?", which was the same size of a mustard nozzle and long as a Bic pen.

"Th-th-that-t-t s-ss-s-ize.", Sam stuttered.

"Okay then.", She said and covered her self for the time being.

Sam couldn't beleive she was such an exhibitionist and that he was having this show in his room alone. Then his attention went back to Heather. She now was growing herself to the size of watermelons and finally stopped and he could she her nossle sized nipps inside her top. Her cleavage was now 10 inches long and couldn't wait to drive his johnson into her beautiful and cavernous mammaries. He didn't right then and there he dropped trou and he sprang to life. Sam had now made his manhood to the size of 11 inches. To Heather's delight she then jumped him and was now thrown to his bed. They started by kissing passionately. With her now strattling him she removed her top and her breasts remained pert and full. She then bent down to his face and said,

"Go ahead baby milk me and suck me dry."

She then lower her right darkly tanned teet into his face and Sam started to suck. Suddenly she started to go into orgasmic ectacsy. After about two minutes milk began pooring down all over him and her. Then Sam shifted to her other breast and started all over again until Heather finally screamed,

"I want you in me Nowwwww!"

Sam responded to her plea and soon he ripped of her bottom and began to insert and finally she got what she wanted. After hours of serious love making during a big lighting storm they were both about to pass out were a lighting strike it their room and both suddenly passed out.

When the next morning arrived omething strange happened It was Heather who was looking at her electric calender and it read the same day it was yesterday. Only instead of Sam, she was in different reality or was it a part of Sam's dream? (what do you guys feel?)

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They suddenly stopped growing. Oh well. "I'm going out tp the pool." said Heather as she walked out to, (yes) the pool. Sam watched her dive in and remembered that he had started the pool emptying device (heh heh) soon he heard a yell. He ran out and saw heather in the pool with the emptyers hose in her snatch.

She was yelling as her belly and breasts were quickly swelling. What was he to do? He couldnt swim so instead he pulled up chair and wat ched. She was quickly filling. He belly loked 9 months pregnant and ehr breasts looked like watermellons. She was yelling so i decided to turn the hise up. Soon she looked like a giant gourd attached to two beach balls. Her hands were uslessly beating against her huge endowments causing her to quake and moan in orgasm.

Pretty soon (3 hours) Sam saw her hit the bottom of the pool. Her belly filled the entire thing and her huige breasts sat in front of it pointing towards the neighbors house had they neighbors which they didnt. Soon he saw the flat neighbor (who they didnt have) come out from ther nonexistant house and start sucking on heathers nipples. Heather started to moan and soon her ginat body tidal waved and her nipples tighted up. Sam knew what was coming but he wasnt about to get up from his chair.

Yet.

Soon the blonde neighbor started to yell. Her cheeks bloated out and her shirt pulled tight. Her belly was quickly fillling with heathers milk. Soon she looked like a bean bag chair. The shirt which said "Fuck me if you dare" was so streched by her immense gut that the letters spelled "Oh no my breasts are swelling too!" And they were.

Soon they were as big as gourds and her shirt stared to tear, causing her endowments to shake. Strangly enpough heather was not losing any of her mass as the BLonde was growing. Well, no more lost time, Thought sam. He started fucking the blonde and then heather and then the blonde again. Soon she felt the gigantic blonde (now far larger than heather) start to orgasm. She dispensed the milk through her pussy and his cock started to receive the flow. Hi balls filled with the fluid and his cock grew longer. He then spotted the fire hoose and decided that heather could be bigger....

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so h greew more bigggr, then coldnt sat up in the poole. "OOh no" He yeeled! I cant groww no bigger. hether scrreemed lowd as suk the hoos, biggr and bigger and moor, tho coud not stop gorwing, and the hole townn swalllowed by theer sise and waight

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Awaking in a new world Sam felt much better having escaped bloating bellies. As he went outside he saw Heather with some of her girlfriends. As she was crossing the grassy knoll she was struck from the sky by un unseen. With the blow she fell to the ground.Her friends crowded around her. Sam couldn't see her but heard an audible rip and began to run. When he reached Heather her mams were the size of beachballs and her body had become 6'6'' and well muscled. Her friends were frenziedly suck the milk coming out her huges tits and as Sam watched they to became like Heather. The other women in the park were drawn to her and as the milk began to spurt over them their bodies started to change...

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so gre and greww bige and biger, tot stoping no matterr wat!!@ boddies gott biger and ther boobbs to. Finnaly they al gowned out lowd, to biig for there ohn selfs, stil not stoping he yelled hapily that they werr ot bbig!

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Thy werrre sooo bog tht thyy smotherred Sam and hi passd ouyt.

Sam woke up, glad to be in a world where people could spell correctly. However, things were definetely not normal in this world. He was back in his dorm room, but he didn't need to look at the poster to know this world was odd. He looked something like a centuar, with four legs, except they were all human legs. Where his butt would normally be grew a second torso, at a ninety degree angle from the first one, with the second one starting just below it's shoulders. This body was basically in a prone position, except for the second pair of legs, which were parallel to his front set. He had four legs, and two penises. He was like a centuar in other ways as well. For one thing, he was definetely hung like a horse. Errr...two horses. He also had a horse's tail. He looked at the poster, and saw that the women had additional changes. Namely, they all had three pairs of approximately DD-cup breasts...on each torso, for a total of twelve breasts in all. He also noticed that the only clothing that the cast was wearing shirt-like things that consisted of only sleeves and a collar (that left the entire chest bare, on both men and women), on which the uniform rank and communicator were pinned, and shoes. On the men, they were cowboy boots. On the women, the shoes were sexy spaghetti strap high heels with an incrediblely high heel.

He got out of bed (which was really just a huge mattress and box spring on the ground), and looked around the room. He was amazed at how easily he could walk with his four legs and how natural it looked. In his closet, he found cowboy boots and those strange half shirts-things. He got dressed (having a little trouble getting the boots on his rear legs), figuring he was going to look forward to this day.

Just as he was done, Heather opened his door (which he now noticed had no lock), and galloped in. She was beautiful, with the nipples on all twelve of her huge breasts standing at attention. She was wearing a sweater of sorts that stopped above her first pair of breasts, black spaghetti strap heels, and a backpack-like contraption on her second torso.

Sam gasped at this sight, and Heather said...

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[Refrencing opening remarks: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!]

"C'mon! Our class is meeting out in the quad today," Heather exclaimed.

"Um... sure. Class. Boy, I almost forgot..." Sam mumbled. To himself he thought, "Man, these universes seem primed to drag me into immediate action. I don't think I've ever been awake more than 3 minutes without something popping up. Oh well, I guess that's what happens when you tend to sleep late. Reality, such as it is, waits for no man."

By this time, Heather had dragged him from his room and over to the stairwell. She went first since only one of their large frames would fit in the narrow hall at a time. Going down the stairs proved somewhat difficult with four legs and near the bottom, Sam stumbled. He slid forward, ramming his forward penis into Heather's right buttock. The soft friction of the contact made said member begin to swell and rise. Heather squealed an trotted forward away from Sam.

"Save it for class, loverboy, we're demonstrating position 232 for them today," she shouted back as she trotted out the door and began galloping across the campus.

"232!?" Sam thought. "Well, I suppose with so much extra gear, the number of options kinda goes up exponetialy." He followed after Heather as fast as he could, marveling at his new mobility, which carried him to the quad in just over 30 seconds instead of the usual 4 minutes.

In the quad, Sam found Heather, a ring of 16 other centaurs, and an older looking centaur which Sam assumed to be the professor.

"Well, class, since Sam has decided to grace us with his presence, I suggest we begin. Sam, I believe that you and Heather took the ambitious task of mastering position 232. Would you be so kind as to enlighten us?"

Heather approached wearing a sultry smile and swishing her tail with excitement. She rubbed two of her many breasts and whispered, "Mmmm... nice and easy, just like last night.

"Last night? Uh oh..." Sam thought in panic. The class looked at him eagerly. Heather suddenly bounded the last few feet to where he stood and...

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...shoved Sam to the ground.

Having no idea what the hell position 232 was, Sam just lay on the ground, hoping that Heather knew what she was doing. Heather straddled him and whispered, "What are you waiting for?"

Sam gulped. "Don't tell me you forgot," Heather said. "If it wasn't for your dicks, you'd be of no use." Heather worked her tight snatch (or is it snatches?) over his twin cocks and she had him wrap his legs around her body. But what happened next was a total shock. Sam...

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...yelped as, with the speed of car airbags deploying, all twelve of Heather's breasts grew and slammed into him, obscuring him from view in a soft pink mountain of Heather's breasts, a nipple nearly poking him in the eye before it grew too big. Roughly Sam began being tossed around, pinned into and under Heather and her boobs as they convulsed and batted him about like a trapped animal!

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Finally , it was over."Well, Sam." The professor said. I'm pleasantly surprised at your deftness. I'm giving you and Heather an "A" on this presentation. Heather sighed with relief as she dragged Sam from Class. "Boy, I could have killed you if the professor gave us anything different. To show you how grateful I am let's do position 174, your favorite!" Sam thought this might be fun so he repostioned his two prongs of love and Heather did "174" till he passed out. When he awoke...

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...he was back in his dorm room, in bed. The bed was extra large, and there were five sleeping women who he didn't know in with him. Everybody was all relatively normal (and naked), although the girls all had massive breasts, and had perfect skin and beautiful bodies. He snuck out of bed, and noticed his history textbook on the floor.

He decided to read about the history of this world. It seems like that this world was more or less the same as his own until World War II, when an experimental Nazi virus, designed to kill enemy troops mutated. The virus was designed to only kill men, and leave the women unharmed. It was thought that the Nazis would then take the women as second wives/sex slaves (those that were deemed to be genetically "pure", of course). It fuctioned as intended, but then the virus spread out of control throughout the planet. It mutated in such a way as to render the antidote, which the Nazis intended to protect themselves with, useless. Luckily, one in approximately twenty-five men were immune to the virus, due to their DNA. The gene that programmed for the immuity was recessive, meaning that both parents needed to have it to pass it on to their kids, so there was still a male/female ratio somewhere around one to twenty-two or so, and not getting back to anywhere near normal any time soon. The number of births were 1:1 male/female, but most of the male babies died immediately after birth.

There was another side effect of the virus. Originally, women were supposed to only be carriers of it, without felling any ill effects. The mutation produced an unforeseen effect in women. It made them incredible horny, just about all the time. Most men took, as their wives, at least six or eight women. A few took as many as twenty or thirty. Lesbianism (and bisexuality amoung women) increased significantly. Most women walked around half-naked, (or completely naked) and spent extreme amounts of money for boob jobs, face lifts, high heels, makeup, and the like, all in the attempt to attract a man (or another woman). Women more or less NEEDED sex as often as once an hour, and frequently did it in public (or at least masturbated).

Heather then walked in the door, wearing little more than a smile and a pair of HUGE breasts, and said, "Master, I got the boob job. I'm now an H-cup. Now, can I please be your main woman?", as she slinked over to Sam.

Sam decided he was going to like this world.

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Sam smiled at the major babe he faced. She knew him well, though he didn�t know her at all. Hopping from reality to reality had side effects like that.

She smiled back at him, running her hands up his sides, and wrapping her arms around his neck. She pressed close, and he felt her warm body against him. Oddly, he felt very horny indeed - though he�d just fucked his brains out the day before. Then again, that was another body, a horse-body. Who knew what this body had done lately?

Heather did.

Her mountainous breasts had lovely peaks, and they were pressing softly into him. He felt them jiggling as she giggled. "You love it," she whispered, pressing her hips against his bloating organ. She licked his neck, nibbling with her lips. Then she slowly pulled his head to her awe-inspiring cleavage.

Those heavy globes sat low, AND high on her - filling up her torso and spreading past her ribcage, meeting in the middle even when she flung her arms wide. She pressed her arms back against his head, trapping his face in her breastflesh again, and bopping him slowly with her big, firm boobs, repeated,

"You love it. And you love that "master" crap, don�t you! Well, luckily, I�m prepared to give you what you want!" She slid one hand down to feel his stiffened prong. "�Cause I know," she whispered, "that I�ll get what I want!"

"Heather!" said Lani, from right behind, "They�re stupendous! But don�t be a hog just �cause you�ve got the newest look here." Lani had risen from the bed and pressed her naked form against Sam, and started shucking his clothes. He readily let her, while busily sucking on Heather�s nipples - just like in most other realities, she was a breast-erotic. She could get awfully turned-on, even have orgasms, just from nipple stimulation. He got down on her knees and stroked her thighs while she lowered her pontoons to his face. She only had to bend slightly, her huge, inflated tits were right where he wanted them. His pole was pulsing in front of him, stretching pretty darn far in front of him, actually. Heather took it between her calves to squeeze it, but it was too long for her calves to hide it.

Sam abruptly became aware of this truth when he felt lips and a tongue enveloping his sensitive cockhead. The short-haired girl (he didn�t know her name was Lani, of course,) was still behind him, stroking his buttocks and tonguing his ears and neck. The shock of an unexpected fourth person made his pole grow more rigid than he could recall feeling, like a stone pole was running right through him - he felt that hardness all the way down inside.

Lani took this moment to stand up behind him and lean her breasts over his head until her boobs simply covered his ears. Her nipples scraping his shoulders was the last straw, and a spasm shook him from the penis up. "Whoa!" he said, trying to shake loose of all this femininity - it took a moment. "Why don�t we all get comfortable?" He shook his head - he had been with Heather for two minutes, the rest of them less, and here he was darn near blowing his load . . . he had to control himself.

One of the women in the bed had gotten up and gone to shower, but the other was awake now and waiting for them to move back to the monstrous mattress. She was a redhead with terrific lips and a bosom even more massive than Heather�s. She smiled and said, "is that for Gina?" looking him up and down. He didn�t even know if she was referring to herself or one of the others. But with four very horny babes waiting for him, he didn�t give it too much thought.

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He lay on his side, careful to position himself in front of Heather. "First served, first come!" he thought to himself. Again she pushed his face to her breasts. The redhead was behind him and snuggled up close, putting one hand to his stone-ware cock. Mercifully, she didn�t rub him, she just pointed his pole towards Heather�s notch and began to tease her lower lips with his cockhead. The short-haired Lani got down and began sucking and licking the crotch of the redhead, but the fourth woman, the one who�d been mouthing his dick from beyond Heather�s calves, she was still looking for an opening to Sam. He was cheeks-deep into Heather�s wonderful cleavage, and didn�t see her boobs beginning to drip milk as she tugged on her nipples.

All this female attention was beginning to drive him nuts. He felt a molten weight inside him, like he hadn�t cum in ages. And the tremendous stimulus of a woman on either side of him, pressing their enormous breasts against him, was making things hotter and hotter in his cum organs.

He got on top of Heather, who was more than ready. He guessed that by the way she opened her legs so wide, how she grabbed him close, and holding his pumped-up truncheon in one hand, jammed herself down over it. He didn�t even have a chance to move - even though she was under him, she slid and slid her cunt up over his length, finally getting about 1/2 in. It was quite a journey. He wasn�t going to call a time-out to get a ruler, but this was an awful lot of cock between his legs.

He began meeting her movements, and she shook and called his name out, rubbing herself up and down him as she fucked the daylights out of his cock. She was bucking against him, and the two women at his side got themselves into a sixty-nine where he could watch - but he didn�t want to. He didn�t want to because he felt like a sausage ready to pop, and didn�t need the stimulus.

He fucked Heather savagely, taking his cue from her animalistic style. She was like an oven inside, and gripped his sensitive flesh with her cunt muscles like she was trying to pull it out by the roots! He didn�t know how much more he could take.

The two women in front of him reached their climaxes in the same minute - pretty fast, he thought. Watching their tremendous breasts pressing against the other�s torso as they jerked and jiggled through orgasm was quite a treat - even if it did make the tremendous wedge of semen inside him inch forward, persistently. That fourth woman, he noticed, was running milk from her nipples as she climaxed! The thought was almost too much for him. Heather was going wild, crying out now, and humping him like she was going for the gold. He was just trying to hang on, he felt, pushing his tremendous cock further and further up her, watching her giant tits bounce with her efforts, but trying to think of something to stave off his climax. It was coming, it was only a question of when. He felt a dam inside him with more and more pressure on one side, and he knew he�d better get Heather off before he came - all these women could make a long day for him - so he grimly hung on, determined to drive her to orgasm first. As Heather heated up, grasping his buttocks to slam his meat inside her, the fourth woman (he learned later that day that her name was Jennifer) came over, her nipples still dripping, and leaned in. He was driving and plunging his cock into Heather, single-mindedly trying to hold on to his sperm.

Jennifer wiped his forehead, and began fingering herself right in front of them. Heather reached one arm around Jennifer, using her as a steadying weight to help herself fuck him even harder. Then, Jennifer leaned in and guided his mouth to her nipple. Gasping, he locked his lips around it and his cock jerked inside Heather when he felt milk spraying wildly from her nipple. Jennifer�s other nipple pulsed out white in sympathy, dripping down her gorgeous torso. Sam couldn�t take it.

The tremendous volume of sperm inside him creaked and began to move. Heather thrashed wildly, and screamed an orgasm�s approach. Then she huffed and huffed her way through it, riding the ecstasy like a roller coaster. Her waist undulated, her hair flew, and her hips banged against Sam, as she humped and humped against him. He drew in a huge breath through his nose, sucking and sucking at the spouting breast in his mouth. Jets of milk shot from her nipple even when he wasn�t sucking. He felt the cum welling up through him, and all along the pipe out his long, thick cock shivered a blast of sperm. A hand grasped him and yanked him out of Heather�s cunt just. Already a flow of white semen was streaming from him, but the first really strong spurt came a moment later. Hot liquid flew from his tip, as three hands of three women stroked him to an even more intense feeling. His eyes were clenched shut, his face rhythmically pounding the tremendous soft breast he was against. He heaved and shot and spurt and sprayed cum for long, agonized seconds, again and again. Columns of hot sperm flew and jumped through the air. Finally he sagged, and a rivulet of cum flowed over their now still hands, still grasping his pole. They moved slowly over his penis, rubbing the sperm in.

When he had time to think about it later, Sam realized that the constant sexual demands on his body must have made him a sexual powerhouse, as he came 7 times that day and with just as much pleasure each time. Even his sperm kept coming in only slightly lessened loads each time. But just then, he didn�t have time to think about it. Lani rolled him onto his back, and took his surprisingly still-stiff cock up herself, groaning and moaning some crazy fuck-song. He moaned, enjoying it almost as if he hadn�t just cum like a cannon. The fifth woman came out of her shower and sat on his mouth, where she began kissing Jennifer, who was straddling his forehead and rubbing her pussy on his brow. Heather had just recovered enough to get astride his torso, and begin frenching Lani. While he was far from cumming, Sam still felt a spasm through his prong from this kind of treatment.

NOTE: In this world full of women and very few men, men are commodities, prized playthings. They are indulged, but practically separated from each other by the women surrounding them, demanding their services night and day. Not too shabby. Also, the exercise and release afforded by this lifestyle has raised male life expectancy by 15 years. The value of the American Dollar remains strong, but there are no professional sports. However, an entrepreneur out of Vegas (which was built even more quickly in this world) is sponsoring the world�s first marathon fuck next year.

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Sam awoke the next day and was wondering what excitement this world would give him. Sam aroused out of bed and decided to get dressed. He quickly put on some shorts and a tee- shirt. He soon left his room and started to explore.

Meanwhile, Heather was just waking up as well.

"I wonder what I'll do today.", Heather contemplated. "Hell lets go out and get wild with a dork. Then show him my wild talent."

You see Heather's talent was that unlike other girls she could enlarge her stature as well as her mammaries. Because Heather's correct look was that of a 5'1" blob of a girl weighing well over 200 lbs. Instead thanks to her knowledge of controlling the 5th Dimension she was six foot, weighed 128, and had blue eyes. Her was golden blond and reached her shoulders.

Standing in front of the mirror she decided she would go and become that of a strapping strong female with tits the size of baseballs. Therefore she could intimadate a jock yet be caring for a school geek. She started to concentrate and soon her bussom started to shrink and her shirt fell loosely against her chest. Then her muscles started to tighten to that of an aurobics instructor and decided to stop there. This is because she couldn't stand to look like a bodybuilder. She thought of them to be dykes and only way she would look like one was to protect her self from muggings. Now satisfied with her look, she started to leave her room.

After an hour of searching she soon found Sam. After an hour of chit chat, they both agreed to go to the beach. While they were changing into their suits. Heather decided to increase her bust to that would make her top look tight and give her cleavage reach her neck. She quickly enter a stall and beagn to strip. She then pulled out her purple string bikini. She first put on her top and leaving her G-string off for the time being. You see when she enlarges her chest she goes through an extreme orgy. Now standing there with her top on. The only problem was that with her chest virtually non-existant her bikini covered nothing and her tits where exposed. She then began to concentrate. With her shear will they began to raise and inflate. Soon they were now C, No wait D-cups . As soon as she reached DD she beagan to orgasm spasticly. On the outside the stall walls began to bang . As soon as the she stopped growing she fell to her knees.

"Man that was soooo Gooooooooooodddddddddd!" She explained.

Closing her eyes she then reached down pulled her panties up to there right position. she then streched her top over to cover her now enlarged knockers. She estimated them to be the size around NN-cups. She was gonna have Sam orgasm at the sight of them.

Unknown to Heather, Sam had already known how to use the 5th dimension to enlarge his body parts.(in a yet untold story) Since she had began using her power a disturbance was picked up by Sam on the paln. (Pretty much like Star Wars' force) So when Heather finally came out, instead of Sam being surprised it was Heather. Because she looked at his crotch and saw an impression the size of sausage there. She then grabbed him and ran to her family beach house just 110 yards from their current position.

(Take it away Luvdatits or Walter)

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As she ran she started pulling ahead of Sam. Since she still had a tight grip he ended up with a much longer sausage than he started with. "Wow! Isn't having control of the Fifth Dimension fun?"squealed Heather.

"Not as much fun as BEING the Fifth Dimension!" said Sam. At that he started turning into a rock band and singing hippy songs....

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After the concert he got so pissed (sozzled) that he "Became one with the floor."

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In her next incarnation, Sam, was one with her own tits. Literally! She was nothing but tit. She had a head and some nice long brown hair but the rest of her was tit. She couldn't move anything All that was in front of her was tit. She absently wondered what the StarTrek poster looked like... Anyway, Her boyfriend strolled in and gave her a friendly pat on the left massive tit that was about ten feet long and five feet tall though sitting on a soft mattress. "Howyadoin?"

"Goodmorning heath." For a girl sam was very intelligent, since girls in this universe became huge bloated tits that couldn't do anything nobody saw the point in teaching them anyway but sam was good she liked to read and stuff she had some exparemental cybernetics that allowed her to read and write.

"Wanna have sex?"

"Sure!" Her pussy began to moisten even at the suggestion. By her physical condition she was totally and completely passive in all of this she contributed only by the feeble movements of her back and her moans. From the rear she looked pretty good too, If it weren't for the tits she would have had a very shapely body but as it was it was all melted into the breasts. They climaxed and it was done. Sam asked "Are you going to come by after class?"

"You Bet!" (grin). He left and sam triggered the TV. that was mounted high on the wall where she could see it. It came on and she started watching talkshows about these men who had been steeling time with each other's girls... Amusing. :) She wondered about the afternoon perhaps she would ask him to suck on her... -yawn- Better not doze off before he comes back! :O

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Sam actually was kinda annoyed. This would be a nice world to be in if she were a he, but as just a girl it sucked. (No pun intended.) She couldn't even move, and her boyfriend Heath went to class, so all she could do was watch TV. At least she could get aim the remote to change the channels, and there was some food near her, so she wasn't completely bored, but was damn close. She tried to get up and walk, and, although she could feel legs down there somewhere, she couldn't even stand, or even see them.

The TV programs were weird, but no more so than she would expect from this world. It seemed beore puberty young girls were as mobile as the boys, but they developed breasts really quick at puberty. Then, they were basically assigned to a man, and became married, sorta. They weren't educated at all (there was no reason to; women couldn't possibly work). Men can and did trade women occasionally. It was all very strange. Sometimes, women would go out on what basically was a date, although they needed a huge wheelchair contraption to get around in (she looked, and think she saw one parked in the closet). She also noted that all the programming seemed to be aimed at men; there were no soap operas or romantic movies or anything like that; it was mostly football, shoot-em-ups, and more or less straight porn. She started to get bored by all this, and fell asleep.

When Sam woke up, he (Sam was now a he) was under water. He thrashed about, and then realized she could breathe. He looked down, and realized he was a merman. Luckily, his cock was there, as the tail started just below his crotch. He realized he was in what could be described as his dorm room, if his dorm room was designed for underwater living. Then, three beautiful mermaids floated in...

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"Talk about getting tail," said Sam. He was wondering what kept these three underwater since they had such HUGE flotation devices on their chests.

"Hey, Sam," cried Heather(rather like a dolphin pitched sound) "How about coming with us shopping this afternoon, just for the halibut?"

"Holy Mackeral" thought Sam, "I hope somebody scales down on these puns.".

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It was when he got to the mall with Heather and her two friends that Sam realized something was weird.

Well, OK, he thought to himself, weirder than USUAL. Even though everyone was a mermaid or a merguy (what was a male mermaid called? Sam wondered, but was afraid to ask), pretty much everything else looked normal, except for being underwater.

The mall looked like a mall. The food court, when they got there, looked like a food court. The neon signs glowed their eye-piercingly bright colors, the teenager clothing shops still had horrid teenager clothing. It was just all underwater.

He stared at the neon signs over the food court shops in particular, while Heather and Company were getting their squid-on-a-stick. Those shouldn't work underwater, he was pretty sure. How would you plug anything in, anyway? Why isn't everyone electrocuted?

Heather came back and saw him staring at the shops and frowned.

"What's wrong with you today, Sam?" she asked, floating over to him and snuggling against his side. The press of her large breasts against his arm distracted him from just about any other thoughts, underwater or not.

"I dunno," he replied and swung her onto his lap, his tail slowly swinging in the tide. "I guess I've just been thinking a lot."

"You silly!" she giggled and planted a wet kiss on his lips. "Maybe I can take care of that little 'preoccupation', eh?"

And so saying, she began to inhale. It sounded to Sam like she was just taking a large breath (of what, he wondered, water?), but she just didn't stop inhaling. He began to goggle as he watched her chest expand in front of him as she continued to breathe in, slowly and steadily.

The water gave added bounce to her enlarging chest as she snuggled against him again. But this time her growing bosom began to push her away, ever so slightly. And still she inhaled.

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She then released it all and streamed around the food court like a balloon letting the air out( only no air here). Her breasts started shrinking as the water left her. When she swam back to Sam she was down to a B cup size.

"Now I'll have to start building up all over again. In two days I'll do it again for you Sam." Sam realized this was supposed to be something special for him and was truly appreciative. Too bad he wouldn't be around after tonight.

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"Yes," he remarked. "I won't be here after tommorow. He slowly swam over to his apartment, leaving a trail of bubbles in his wake. Morosely, he counted the scales on his long, green tail. Gradually, he began to feel a bit "loose" in his bowels. "Uh oh", he wondered, "How do mermaids take a dump?"

He quickly realized that mermaids didn't, but that he was a human temporarily in a mermaid body. He had to use the restroom, but didn't have the necessary body parts. He swam about in desperation, growing more and more concerned. His stomach began to distend, growing larger and larger, filled with his bodily waste which had no outlet.

"WOW! I am truly FULL of CRAP!" he marveled. "My Dad was right! But little did he know how correct he would become!" Soon he became so full of crap that he had become a bloated mermaid boy. Just when he thought that his eyes would turn brown from all the crap, he woke up in his human apartment on the next day.

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Not quite an apartment it looked, though. The Star Trek poster had been replaced with one of Nikola Tesla next to some very strange gear he couldn't really recall having ever seen, and next to it there was a photo of a woman with huge, tubular tits which she kept crossed at her navel's height. She wore military style trousers and two ammo belts over her mammaries. Where her tit met she had a Colt 45 sheathed into her cleavage, and another in her right hand. Also, just below it there was a small locker and a board with some diagrams.

"C'mon, soldier, stop staring at that. Today is the big day!" someone addressed him literally throwing him out of bed. Sam looked around confused, and noticed a >> tattooed on his left shoulder. Sargeant. Since the man who woke him up was a lieutenant, he did his best to stand up and salute. "Why in the world were you still looking at that, Samuel. You get to meet Tanya Adams herself at oh-nine-oh-oh today, you'll be the taxi driver in that Tesla Tank we stole from the Reds. Move up and get dressed, here is your mission sheet." his boss ordered.

The other 7 tank drivers in the room looked at him with envy. After the experiment with an improved model of chronosphere, the famous Tanya Adams had been changed phisically as well as mentally, and that perhaps enhanced her combat ability. Built-in diversions, and two of them, too. Sam found this and more in his mission sheet, had a shower (life as an Allied tank driver apparently meant a lot of exercise, in all meanings) and headed to the vehicle bay.

There they were, two reali beauties in his eyes. The elite commando brunette was perhaps 30 or something less, and she was studying the tank closely, her back at him. Sam could see that the two pipebomb-shaped tits did not go all the way around her, but her nipples were staring directly at him. Strangely enough, he felt watched by those pinky-sized fleshy bullets. Other than that, Tanya was somewhat thin, although very muscular and definitely not flimsy. He slowly approached and was greeted by a matter-of-factly "Get in" when he was about six meters from her. He did as commanded, and Tanya followed him inside the tank.

To his surprise, Sam could read Russian enough to figure out the controls. With a grin Tanya climbed on the gunner's cradle and started the Tesla coils. The powerful engine revved and the two started moving as the blast doors opened before them.

The landscape was snowy, sometimes Same even felt a white-out effect. Small trees and the occasional mound of rocks -- surely not enought to be called a hill-- were their only companions as they moved through the East Germany plains.

Two hours into the mission, Tanya had told him the story of her life. So far the few Soviet patrols they met were fooled by the Tesla Tank, so Sam was beginning to relax and watch the commando's breasts vibrate with the engine's roar as she spoke. It turned out that everytime someone touched her breasts, no matter the strenght or the heat, she felt incredibly good. This was also true for projectile hits and grenades, which actually bounced off her!

Samuel could tell by her voice that the engine vibrations were exciting her like there was no tomorrow, and understood why in his Red Alert game Tanya was almost always on foot. With a smile, he performed a couple of fake turns, making Tanya's nipples fence with each other behind her back. Samuel was so entranced by that sight that he didn't notice the three attack trikes coming at him. A forgotten LCD screen just next to the window he was supposed to look at said, 

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| IDENTIFY YOURSELF NOW, |
| ENTERING BASE PERIMETER! |
| IDENTIFY YOURSELF NOW, |
| ENTERING BASE PERIMETER! |
| IDENTIFY YOURSELF NOW, |
| LAST WARNING! |
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Tanya's years of training overcame her feeling and she ordered Samuel to stop the vehicle and redirect all power to the coils. Three blue bolts of lightning sent the bikes to kingdom come. "Make this thing run, we must reach that powerplant!" Tanya yelled before beginning to moan like crazy as the engine revved again and shook herself and the vehicle with supercharged strength.

The tank smashed through the outer perimeter and came to a halt as Sam let Tanya out. He was supposed to provide cover fire for her as she took out the power plant that energized some Tesla Coils, in order to... he completely forgot what the mission was about as he smelled the pool of juices that had flowed down Tanya's private property (he couldn't help agreeing with his current enemies about THAT private property, and wanted to have his share) on the gunner's seat. It was like raspberry milk shake to the 7th power.

The actual hot phase passed like a flash. Samuel remembered Tanya getting rid of her combat bra and letting her tits hang down to her thighs, then dispatching a very perplexed Soviet trooper with a gunshot as he slowly -- too slowly -- fried a jeep which was coming to intercept. Tanya was ramemd by a dog who took got slapped by her tits as she turned around and spinned twice at the last moment. Zap and bang, bounce, roll, aim, and finally she delivered the package and ran like the wind towards Sam who was coming to the rescue.

As three menacing Hind helicopters arrived from God knows where, Tanya jumped -- actually swung and bounced -- on the tank's rooftop and threw herself in. Sam was already running at top speed towards safety, and the tank could basically manage on its own. As soon as Tanya rushed in she passed out, her limbs and breasts spread on the floor to form an almost perfect hexagon. Her cute face was painted red, and about half of the blood was hers; Sam could tell that she was just tired and her wounds were superficial. Had she been awake he would never have done so; but he licked her face clean as the blood flow stopped, then moved down to continue his inspection.

Two minutes later he was lying on her, looking upwards too, her top and his jacket thrown aside. He almost forgot he was on a fleeing tank as he moved Tanya's tits so that they hugged him. He looked back and saw she was still asleep, a pleased smile on her face; she was obviously dreaming. Suddenly her arms sprang to life and grabbed a bresat each, then began to roll the two wurstels on Sam's chest as he began to caress her aoreolae. Just the sight of them on the shiny steel ceiling made Sam go crazy, not to mention everything else.

He was about to fall asleep, feeling relaxed like a baby, when the tank slowly came to a halt as he heard other engines outside.

"Great job, you both!" a booming voice came from above "especially that run, Sargeant. You passed right between two mammoth tanks like they weren't there!" Sam at first associated 'mammoth tanks' with the bags of tanned flesh that hugged him, then noticed that the base commander was seeing why exactly the two people did not answer. Tanya smiled... she had always been good at pretending to be asleep.

As she began to kiss Sam's neck and exort him to turn over and finish what they started, the base commander Britishly ordered two wooden panels to be brought in order to shut the tank's windows for the time being.

Sam finally went to sleep, Tanya's right nipple still in his mouth. It was already dark outside as she put herself together and went out of the tank; the MCV passed through the TeslaCoil-guarded pass, deployed, and an assault base was built right around them without them even noticing! As she went back to the barracks kissing goodbye to the tank driver, she didn't even notice the green flash from inside the tank as Sam warped. Perhaps she wasn't going to ask Prof. Einstein to fix that chronosphere bug, at least until next mission.

When Sam woke up, the next day...

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...he was back to in his dorm room, which wasn't underwater or anything, but seemed fairly normal. He looked at his poster, and saw that all the women were wearing little tiny bikinis, and the men speedos-and nothing else. The communicator and rank insignia were attached to them, and they did kinda look like uniforms, well, as much as a bikini could look like a uniform. The women all seemed to be a little more top heavy that normal, but not overly so.

"Whew, a fairly normal universe for once. I mean, except for the bikinis," he thought as he got dressed in a speedo of his own, and left his dorm room. Little did he know, that the clothing in this universe wasn't the only thing that was not anything near normal...

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As Sam walked out of the building he saw to his surprise that there was something else that wasn't normal. It was...

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Unhappy bloating boys, displeased that they were not welcome in the stories.

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Sam discovered that he had several superhuman abilities. For one thing he could cast certain spells. He began chanting the Spell of Bansihment...

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...and then he realized that he had no phreaking idea what a Spell of Bansihment was supposed to do, so he walked around campus in his speedos trying to find inspiration.

"Come on, you've got magical powers, a planet full of women wearing nothing but bikinis, and you can't put two and two together?.......two and two?....." Sam discovered that he did not have very good control of his magic. The mere thought was enough to set powers in motion, and the women around him noticed sensitive bumps forming under their breasts....

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Sam then noticed what he had done, and did what any other novice would do. He concentrated on what he said and reversed it. Soon the bumps disappeared. Sam the slowly walked away from the women. Soon he found himself near a cafe of sorts. He took a seat at a table on the patio when the waitress walk toward.

"Hello sir, my name is Judy. May I take your order." she said.

He look at the menu. on it was not food. Under the appetizers had different categories. One for men and the other for women. For men it was penal enlargments, testicle enlargements, Muscle expanders, and taller milkshakes. For women there were orders of Breast developement, breast enlargements, Vagina expanders, with specials on senstivity and flexiblity. The main entrees were names. He looked down and saw the name Judy. So he decided to play around and ordered.

"Yes I'll take the penal enlargement, a tall milkshake, and the Judy please.",Sam retorted.

"Okay, the penal enlargement at what size, same for the milkshake and any change on Judy I should say me?", Judy said while taking of her apron also followed by her top and bottom.

" yeah make the enlargement on the aureola to 6" and the bre...aaa..sssttss at the size of "MM" puh puh please. Your choi oh oh ce on the penal and heighth.", Sam said stammering .

"Why thank you sir. Lets see. Make your cock 23" and you 6'4" plus lets add a little muscle as well shall we." Judy said pleasantly.

Soon a hole opened under his chair and dropped through a tube to a lab. Judy also fell right beside him. He was nervous, yet she was quite calm. Soon a liquid felled their capsule. He felt his body changed and soon both he and her were finally transformed and returned to the street. Judy then grapped his arm and left the cafe to her beach apartment. He look down on himself and saw that a sausage seemed to appear from his speedos. Then he was shocked to she her. Judy's panties barely covered her frontal but the back had a resembelence of g-string . But what really got him was her incredible bust. The tiny bikini top only covered 4" of her aureola. Some of her brown skin (ahem) was peaking. Also she added that her nipples be 3" long. So the were pushing through. Right now his incredible mangood was coming alive and he wanted her now. They were walking inside her aparment when Mr Happy sprung from his confinement of his speedos. She then dropped to her knees and her mouth went right at his cock and he then reached down an grapped her massive tits. Then they......

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Sam now woke up and realized that so far nothing really seroiusly bad had happened to him. In fact nothing serious at all. It was kind of fun trying out new worlds and he realized that if he kept up a journal(in his head of course) people may actually enjoy it someday. Since he knew that his tripping from reality to reality was just plain old fun, he decided not to let any strangeness get him so upset that it would spoil anybody elses fun. With that major resolve made, he got up out of bed and went to see what this new world brought him....

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Sam came to notice one distrubing fact about this world. There was no such thing as gender! Everybody was naturally a eunic. How the race propetuated itself was not evident in any part of Sam's anatomy... Artificial wombs? Cloning? There seemed to be a fair diversity in the people on the StarTrek poster but no gender there ether. People wore normal clothes and stuff. Sam tried to decide whether this would be profoundly boring or profoundly interesting. He couldn't; not enough data. He tried to get dressed but his clothes wouldn't fit him. They were several inches too small around the waste. appearently he was quite an obese *it*. Anyway. He put on a robe that could be closed around his girth and some slippers... He went out looking for breakfast. Heather or Heath was there was there. He couldn't decide which. It didn't matter he/she/it supposed. Anyway they had breakfast. Heather/Heath seemed excited about something that sam should have known about this world. Heath/Heather was also notably overweight. Sam was beginning to put two and two togheather. Couldn't be!

It was.

They were going to mate in the fassion of this world. In a few days sam and heather/heath would one and then they would be three! Sam considered jumping off the roof but quickly dismissed the thought. Sam and heather went to bed togheather after breakfast. For a while they just held each other in a tight embrace. Soon their bodies began to flirt with each other. His and her? sweat seemed to combine and begin to disolve the skin like a painless acid. It was definitely a sensation that couldn't be felt in any of his other incarnations. Soon his mind surrendered controll of his body and he became falcid. Shortly their bodies began to coelese. It felt like a plesant form of love. Not at all like the violent passions of his other lives. Soon he could feel Heather's mind in the distance. Each mind unloaded a torrent of questions to the other. They began to fuse and become one.

He learned that heather wasn't really heather, she was too a melding of hundreds of thousands of people that could remember all the way back to the very beginning of the species! The entire species itself was really one single large immortal conciousness that could possibly live for many millions of years. He knew he would never be the same. Just as his body in this word wanted to become one it also knew it would soon have to split appart. It began his mind became three. Soon three fresh lean bodies emerged from the two old ones. Each was young and vigorous and ready to begin the next cycle. He wondered how this situation would affect his current perdicament of late... That's something that only sleep could answer...

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Sam woke up. He looked down at himself, and was pleased to find that his cock was back. However, he also had an another addition to his body, one which was totally unexpected...

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why yes indeed, he had a second head (the one with the brain) looking at him with alarm. At the exact same moment both of the screamed in terror. "What! What are you? Both heads asked, "How did you get there?" Again at the same time. "This is just too weird," the voices said in stereo. "I can't wait to fall asleep." So both heads being in agreement they went in search of a turkey to eat. Because everyone knows turkey makes you sleepy.

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Well, he went to sleep in front of a TV, watching a show he'd never sat through before, called "Make Me Laugh." He fell asleep in the recliner. When he woke up, he was in bed, but the room was familiar - the poster on the wall showed regular human life - okay, busty women, but along the honeydew melon/watermelon range, not anything absurd.

Heather knocked and came in without waiting for a reply. "Still asleep, lover?" she asked, "C'mon, today is a big day!"

At the sight of her warm smile and luscious bod, he was positively interested - in fact, hurting. But she was all business, playfully slapping away his hands as she helped him get ready. "C'mon!" she said, "You've been good for 12 days leading up to this, you don't want to 'blow' it at the last hour!" He didn't even ask, just followed her lead, and she drove him to the TV studio - before long, he realized that he was the contestant that day on a game show he knew he'd never heard of - Make Me Cum.

Before a cheering crowd, some of whom were already flashing their tits at him, rubbing them like they wanted to make him hard, he was put in a chair, his wrists strapped down, and his pants taken off of him, undies left on.

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Same and Heather went to the store with their coupon book. "Let's get the frozen dinners by Swanson, they're on sale for only 99 cents!" said Heather. "Yeah! Great idea, Heather!" agreed Sam. They bought dinners, and some Coke, then stopped by Blockbuster and rented a movie. It was a new release, so it cost $2.99, but they got to keep it for five days.

After the movie, Sam and Heather decided to drive to Vegas and get married, so they would no longer be living in sin. After their nuptials, Sam chose a hotel with a heartshaped bathtub to have their honeymoon in. It was great, and Sam and Heather knew their lovemaking was greatly intensified since they had become married. The next day, Sam woke up, discovering that they were still in the same world! Obviously, his purpose was to find a wife and get married, and no longer live in sin. So, he did, and they both lived happily ever after.

THE END

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After a few years of marrage, Heather began to feel stifeled. Sam just didn't rock her world any more. He would hang out all nite with his friends and never tell her where he went. He was cheating she knew it.

Since she couldn't turn to Sam for support she turned to food, and over the years she put on a substantial amount of weight. All her weight seemed to go to her bust. She went from a staggering 32 HH to a 34M in a matter of less than a year.

Sam would come home and ignore her. She was just a cow to him. He was embarressed to go out with her because of all the gawking. This would just make Heather eat more and more to cover up the hole in her life and in her marraige. And of course she grew and grew. Soon walking became a chore for her as her breasts were so heavy she could hardly stand up. She'd beg Sam to help her put on her bra in the mornings, becuase it was extremely difficult for her to fasten all the 24 hooks on her bra by herself.

Then one day at the mall, Heather heard a comment from a 4 year old boy that changed her life forever. "Mom look at the fat lady-- she's a whale!!" he cried. Heather clad in a figure disgusing Mu-Mu had had enough! " I'm not fat", she said to herself, "I'm incrdibly endowed!!"

She went to the local gym, and began to work out. Of course jogging and aroebics were impossible for her, so she mainly kept to wieght lifting and back excercizes to better able move her massive bust.

She went to Ms Shaw's and had a new bra built for her.. the first in a long time. The low cut black lace contraption was measured in the cups as 38 P. And her bust was 92" around.

She went and bought shirts, miniskirts, and bikinis, despite the fact that they could barely hold her in.

Then she told Sam to take a hike. Heather was as a new woman again, and ready to hit the town

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After a few years of marrage, Heather began to feel stifeled. Sam just didn't rock her world any more. He would hang out all nite with his friends and never tell her where he went. He was cheating she knew it.

Since she couldn't turn to Sam for support she turned to food, and over the years she put on a substantial amount of weight. All her weight seemed to go to her bust. She went from a staggering 32 HH to a 34M in a matter of less than a year.

Sam would come home and ignore her. She was just a cow to him. He was embarressed to go out with her because of all the gawking. This would just make Heather eat more and more to cover up the hole in her life and in her marraige. And of course she grew and grew. Soon walking became a chore for her as her breasts were so heavy she could hardly stand up. She'd beg Sam to help her put on her bra in the mornings, becuase it was extremely difficult for her to fasten all the 24 hooks on her bra by herself.

Then one day at the mall, Heather heard a comment from a 4 year old boy that changed her life forever. "Mom look at the fat lady-- she's a whale!!" he cried. Heather clad in a figure disgusing Mu-Mu had had enough! " I'm not fat", she said to herself, "I'm incrdibly endowed!!"

She went to the local gym, and began to work out. Of course jogging and aroebics were impossible for her, so she mainly kept to wieght lifting and back excercizes to better able move her massive bust.

She went to Ms Shaw's and had a new bra built for her.. the first in a long time. The low cut black lace contraption was measured in the cups as 38 P. And her bust was 92" around.

She went and bought shirts, miniskirts, and bikinis, despite the fact that they could barely hold her in.

Then she told Sam to take a hike. Heather was as a new woman again, and ready to hit the town

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Heather walked out the door, feeling glum. She wasn't sure what to do without Sam. As she closed the door behind her, she popped the last of her microwave burrito into her mouth. Heather had only traveled a few feet before her flat belly began rumbling. She groaned with pain, and held her stomach. The discomfort moved through her intestines, finally coming out her butt. She FARTED fart fart fart fart farrt fart fart farartf afrt fart

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As soon as her gas pain stopped she fell to the ground. It seemed that her hefty chest was now shrinking. She cried for help and Sam came out of the door with a bottle of Jim Beam in hand.

"Whats the matter you big fat cow. You make me sick.",Sam was obivously drunk. He leaned down and started to wail on her. She was crying and blood was flowing from her body due to the cuts she recieved from the broken bottle.

After about thrre minutes of abuse He retreated back inside. She calmly lifted herself from the ground and check into a hotel. She did not go to the police. She was going to go in hiding and get her revenge on her "beloved Sam". Later that week she rented a apartment and joined Gold's Gym. The weeks that followed, Heather hit the weights hard. She did everything from arm curls to leg lifts. But after 4 weeks all she did was develope a bicep no bigger than a cashew. An assisstant noticed Heather when she started her workouts. Her name was Ellen. Ellen was a brunette. She was 6'2" and had a nice chest with DD- cup breasts. The most unique trait about her was her muscular developement. She was huge. Biceps that flexed were the size of bowling balls. She not a lesbian but loved Heathers massive tits. Ellen calmly walked up to Heather and said" Hi are you here to get in shape or to actually grap my title of Miss Massive? By the way my name is Ellen and you are."

"Heather and no I'm just getting to shape to..." She then began to cry.

"Whats the matter Heather.", Ellen asked.

With tears flowing from her eyes, Heather retorted" You see I'm trying to get built and teach my "Husband" some manners."

"Well lets teach that S.O.B. that lesson then. Here follow me.", Ellen said. They went to the ladies locker room. Ellen pulled a vial from a bag and gave it to Heather. "Here drink this. It will give you mass and muscles that are the equavilant to how much you eat."

"Thank you so much. What can I do to repay you?", Heather asked her suitor.

"Well after this you have to do me a favor for a later date.", Ellen retorted.

Heather downed the fluid and an incredible hunger pain came over her and ran to the vending machines and tried everything to get one. Ellen strolled over casually and stopped behind one. She then grapped one and with her incredible strength lifted it and shook it. All of its contents fell to the floor. Heather like a wild dog, toar through all the wrappers and ate everything. Then going to another machine the same thing happend again. Ellen lifted and Heather ate. After about a half an hour later she finally was done

Then her body began to grow. She tripled in size of muscle size. She grew to the height of 6'6" from 5'7" . Her back widen to a size of a 79 Pontiac. Her legs widen to the size of tree trunks that was all muscle. Her arms were now discribed as guns. When she flexed them they were the size of basketballs. But her chest lifted even more profoundly and her massive tits were now 101" across her aureola were the size of a dinner platte. Her croch was dripping wet because the transformation was orgasmic.

"Watch out Sam!" she shouted,"I'm coming for ya."

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Meanwhile back at Sam's house....

"This sucks!" a drunken Sam shouted as he stumbled into his underground lab. Sam toiled hours on end to rebuild his device that allowed hime to travel from reality to reality. "Just like the story should go, how can I be in a story called every morning is a new world when I am not going to a new world every morning!?" With that Sam completed his device and began some test on it.

"Finally I will get away from this dreaded place." sam turned on the ray and he passed out.

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When Sam awoke he was in his dorm room. The funny thing is Sam had no memory of what had passed. He looked around and saw the clock and it read 7:37 am. He decided to take a shower. No one was around due to the regular Friday night drink-a-thon. Which results in Saturday morning hang overs. So Sam grapped his clothes and a towel and went to the bathrooms. He went into shower stall #7 due to its extra wide space. He disroped and started the shower. He then walked in aand pulled the shower curtain closed. He wetted his body and started to wash his hair with Pert. He lathered and was rinsing when all of a sudden a slender tanned arm bent around him and grapped his penis.

"What the fuck?", Sam shouted.

"Oh I'm sorry did Kelly frighten poor Sammie." The girl voiced person said. Sam quickly turned around and saw a tanned beauty in front of him. He said "No it was just that your hands are ice cold."

"Well then let me warm them up then.",Kelly said. She then put her hands above and put them in the warm water spray. Meanwhile Sam was getting a good look at the purple cladded woman. She was wearing only a bra and panties. He estimated her to be 6'3" 143 very curvacous and had at least a DD sized bust. Kelly stepped all the way in the stall with him . Her bra was now getting wet and showed her nipples being the size of tea cups.

"You know what would really warm up my hands is a little friction.", Kelly said. She then began lathering her hands up with his bar of soap. She got a good lather and work her way done to his manhood. She then started to move her hands up and down on his rod. He soon sprang to life . Her hands were very smooth and gentle. She started slow.

"Does baby like this? Mmmmmmm." She said coyly.

All Sam could do was nod. She then bent down and put her cleavage right underneath his prick. She then started to rub faster. Soap was flying on the wall and on her chest. Soon his cock was 7" long and was about to cum but was stopped when her hands became a vise around his shaft.

"Not yet my honey bunny. Lets have Kelly have a taste first."She said. Kelly wiped of the soap of his tip and the lowered her mouth on. She began to suck and he began to buck. Her tongue was wipping around his head. Finally he began to squirt. She took all of it in her mouth and swallowed.

"MMM sweet. Now lets see the results.", Kelly stated. Sam was confused at the sentence but soon understood what she was talking about when her chest began to expand. He bra began to give way and ripped up the sides. Her nipples expanded to 3" long. Her aureola expanded to saucers and her massive tit flesh went from basketballs to dodge balls. The sudden girth made her even more outlandish in the chest.

"Thank you dear lets let you explore me with your cock. But do it doggy style, yes?", Kelly said.

"Yes ma'am." was all that Sam could say.

She lowered herself on do her knees. She stuck her tight ass into the air. Sam positioned himself behind her and stripped her over her panties. Then he lowered his johnson into her. She big at first but by his fifth thrust she was tight. Why he had no idea. But the went at it for an hour and a half. Until people were starting to wake. Exhausted they redressed. Sam put on his shorts and gave his T-shirt to Kelly who had broken her bra. She took on her underwear and then pulled the shirt on. The shirt was an extra large but barely covered her enormous tits. Her belly button was showing since the shirt couldn't reach past the buttom of her boobs. They left to his room. When Kelly said

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Kelly said: "OOOOoooo, I can't stand it anymore....I have these thoughts that I cannot fathom why...". He looked at her, and said:

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Excuse me, babe, I gotta fart. (various low and long noises ensue) Look, let's get some clothes on and go out for a motorcycle ride. It looks like it's gonna be a beutiful day out there! Kelly thought that was a great idea, since she was having those thoughts that she could not fathom, especially since she had never ridden on a bike before. As they got to Sam's room, he said to her, "This is my closet, and over there is the dresser that I use, feel free to choose what you want." Sam sat down on his bed, and picked up a set jeans from the floor. At this point, he wasn't sure what to do; get dressed and go riding with this wild woman, just toss her to the bed and do it again, or just watch her amazing boobs jostle under his all too small shirt. Mmmm, ride, hump, or hump, then ride. Which should I choose?, he silently asked himself. His answer came quickly as she exclaimed, "Oooh, I like this one!" She was holding up a pair of shorts that Sam hadn't worn in a decade of mornings.