One Friday night, Caitlin and I were at my place watching a movie. I don't remember what; I just remembered that it sucked having to spend money to rent it because it sucked. The only thing I liked about it was that Caitlin spent the entire movie snuggled up against me and I'm a sucker for her body-to-body contact.
After the movie was over, she asked me, "Let's go to the BEach tomorrow."
"Sure," I said. "Pico Beach opens around ten, so we'll have to leave early to beat the crowd."
"Not the beach, the BEach," she said. "It's a private beach over in Densloe County."
"Densloe County!?" I exclaimed. "That's five hours away! Why do you want to drive five hours when there's a perfectly good beach fifteen minutes away?"
"Because," she said, "this is a clothing optional beach."
"A nude beach? What makes you think I wanna show my dick to a bunch of complete strangers?"
"Jeff, this is something different. I'm tired of the same old, same old. I've never been to a nude beach and I think it would be cool for us to go. Besides, I can work on my tan and you know how I hate tan lines."
I could've kept arguing, but I wasn't in the mood. Besides, it would be cool to see some different people, or at least different parts. I agreed to go and that was the beginning.
We got up early the next morning and we made the drive to Densloe County hit this "BEach" as she called it. We made it there a little after ten. We had a little trouble getting in, but when Caitlin talked to the manager, everything was smoothed over.
We picked out a nice spot and set up camp. Radio, towels, a cooler, and some other essentials for beach living. I changed into my favorite beach shorts and settled in. When I saw Caitlin, she was wearing nothing but a towel.
"What are you wearing?" she asked.
"I told you that I wasn't crazy about showing my dick to a bunch of complete strangers."
"You'll change your mind later." She stripped off her towel and stood before me in all her naked splendor. "Care to join me?"
"Maybe later. I'll think I'll lay out for a while."
"Suit yourself." She retreated into the water for a swim.
I turned on the radio and started to lose myself in some tunes when a volleyball rolled my way, stopping right next to my leg.
I picked up the ball and looked around for who it might belong to when this blonde came walking my way.
She had to be 5'1" at the most and though topless, she wore a yellow thong. But what got me was the size of her boobs. They had to be at least a FF-cup and they were perfectly round and smooth with zero sag. Her big titties jiggled with every step and I found myself lost in the vision a little too long when she came up to me.
She said something to me, but I was too distracted to respond. She waved her hands in front of my face and I think she said, "Anyone home?"
That brought me back enough to utter a "Huh?"
"Can I have my ball back, please?"
"Oh sure," I said, handing the ball back to her. She thanked me and asked for my name.
"Jeff. Jeff Cortland."
"Christi Biggs. Nice meeting ya." She shook my hand. "Hey listen, me and my friends need a fourth for volleyball. You interested in playing with me?"
"Oh yeah," I said with a smile.
"I mean, play volleyball with me?"
Yikes. "Yeah, volleyball. What do you think I meant?"
She gave me a once-over. "You're not from around here, are you?"
"No," I replied. "What makes you say that?"
"You'll learn sooner or later. Come on, I'll introduce you to the rest of the guys."
Christi brought me over to her volleyball net and introduced me to her friends; Tiffany Green, a totally nude, gorgeous, and somewhat muscular brunette that was taller and even bustier than Christi, and Ricky Bradley, an over-muscled dude that managed to squeeze his oversized cock in a pair of Speedos. I don't consider myself gay, but the guy was fucking huge. Luckily, Tiffany and Christi were there to divert my attention from that immense bulge.
The girls did most of the playing, and Ricky and I were having a good time watching them play, or should I say bounce, throughout the game. Ricky and I contributed, but not much. Christi and I won the game 15-13.
I was pretty sweaty at this point, not because of playing hard, but from watching the girls play hard. I strolled over to the bar and ordered a tall glass of OJ; the Puerto Rican woman tending bar was as exqusitely stacked as Christi and Tiffany. She wore a white one-piece completely covering her huge titties. I guess she had to wear it, health regulations and all that. I reached into my pocket for the money to pay, but she refused saying that the drinks were free to "newcomers."
"Newcomers?" I said. "Do I really stick out like that?"
"Look around you," she said in her distinctive accent. "What do you see?"
I looked around. "I see a bunch of nude and part-nude men and women."
"What else?"
I looked and that's when it hit me. How did this elude me for this long? EVERY guy on the beach was a Mr. Olympia-John Holmes hybrid and every woman had huge boobs. Of course, the bodies had distinct characteristics; some were tall, some had differing degrees of muscle tone, a couple just had big dicks or tits, but it was clear that the bartender made her point. I looked at the bartender for an explanation, but she just smiled.
"You look hot," she said, tossing back her kinky black mane. "Go cool off."
A swim did sound good, so I jetted for the water for a swim. The water was fantastic; an unbelievable shade of blue that made my body tingle all over. Being in the water made me feel good and I had the best swim of my life. When I came out, my body was totally refreshed and relaxed. Caitlin had already come in from out of the water and ran up to me when I hit shore.
She jumped into my arms, excited as I've ever seen her. "I love it here!" she said. "This is so awesome! We need to come here every weekend!"
It wasn't until I set Caitlin down when I realized it. She was as tall as I was! I'm 6'1" and normally Caitlin was 5'8", but now she was equally as tall as me.
"Caitlin, you're as tall as me now," I said. Before she could respond, it kicked in some more.
Caitlin normally had a very small pouch on her stomach, but now it was perfectly flat with a full six-pack in clear view. Her body tightened and muscled, not over-muscled, but sexy-muscled. She had a sexy ass before, but now her butt lifted and formed two perfectly round semi-circles of sexy flesh. It picked up in size until it looked like something out of a Sir Mix-A-Lot video.
But I wanted to see the tits. Caitlin's former B-cups grew larger and larger in size, defying the laws of gravity, it seemed. Her tits became immense, bigger than any adult star I've ever seen. I guess it was in LLL-cup range when my own growth started kicking in.
I didn't get any taller, but all my body fat transformed into pure solid muscle; I looked like one of those guys on the cover of Muscle and Fitness. I was in better condition now than I could get with ten years of exercise.
But I think Caitlin was satisfied with my "lower body" development than anything. She grinned as she watched my shorts expand courtesy of my growing weiner. I whipped off the shorts and was amazed at the sight. My cock, formally barely six inches, was now a full erect 14 1/2 inches long by two inches thick. I was pleased with the result, but nowhere near as pleased as Caitlin.
Before I could even react, Caitlin dropped to her knees and wrapped her hands around my dick. She licked the head, circled it with her tongue, and plunged it in. She sucked away powerfully, hollowing her cheeks as she worked over my schlong. I never knew Caitlin was capable of performing such an act, she performed with expert proficiency. She increased the pressure gradually, sucking harder and harder until I finally lost control and I shot my load down her throat.
The force of the cumshot knocked her flat on her big, beautiful ass. But she got every drop of it without fail. She lifted up her huge melons, squeezing them together, enticing me with their hugeness, their roundness, their firmness.
"I think I have something that you want to suck. Ain't that right, Big Daddy?"
That was all I needed. I lunged forward and closed my mouth around her right nipple and started sucking away. Caitlin tossed her hair back and begged for me to suck harder, which I was more than happy to oblige. I kneaded her big tit and sucked until it spewed forth a creamy stream of tit-milk. When I was done with the right, I quickly switched to the left and repeated the process. I could've sucked on those titties all day long, but I was getting full and my cock was throbbing.
I laid Caitlin down and I slowly entered her with my oversized cock. Suprisingly, it fit, though her cunt kept a firm grip on it. Stuffed with cock meat, Caitlin was moaning, begging for me to fuck her. I did so, slowly at first, then gradually picking up speed. Caitlin's enormous hooters bounced violently up and down as I pumped my piledriver in and out of that juicy pussy. She was screaming with pains of pleasure, and we were drawing attention to ourselves on the BEach. Finally, we both came and with such impact, I held on to her tight for fear that I would launch myself out of her (not that it could actually happen, but...). I withdrew and fell asleep atop her luscious mounds. As I drifted off, I could hear the sound of applause...
I woke up a couple of hours later, as did Caitlin. We still had our newly acquired superbods. After spending the rest of the day on the BEach, we went home. The bartender had offered us an antidote to return to normal, but we declined. Caitlin quit her job and took another as a nude dancer, raking in big money as headliner Debbie Dynamos. She also does the vidoes and magazines. I went into adult entertainment myself, working the clubs, posing for the magazines, doing the videos, and such. Caitlin and I even do a voyeurism type deal. If you wanna know more about that, come see the show.
That's my story, folks. I'm tired and I'm gonna hit the sack. Good night.