I'm not even going to pretend that this is a great story... it's "a'ight" IMHO. For those of you who are familiar with workshopping a short story, feel free to send your critique to [email protected]. And if you haven't had an opportunity to sit through a writing workshop session but you have something you like or do not like about this piece, feel free to send your opinion to the aforementioned address as well. The more input the better. I'll re-submit with the changes later. Consider this a beta-release of a story and damn me to whichever plane of hell is appropriate for making you run your own test scripts, but the benefit will be an improved author if not an improved story.


College Is A Time Of Experimentation


�Why does it have to be so big?� Angie asked, not really expecting an answer.


Jill held the large plastic bucket that they had removed from their recent delivery. There was a motor encased in the underside and she was just finishing putting batteries in it.


�Probably have to dilute the chemical a lot I guess��


�Huh? Oh, no, not the bucket Jill�this,� Angie corrected her as she held what appear to be a large strap-on with an inverted harness, �I guess I just didn�t think it was going to be this large.�


Jill took the device from her friend�s hands and whistled, �Wow�are you really supposed to put this inside yourself? Where will you find the room?�


�I don�t know, but I�m gonna have to,� the lanky brunette replied, �I won�t go through life this flat if the only thing stopping me is a little stretching.�


�I know we�ve talked about this before, but what about surgery? Hell, you�ve spent almost as much on these gimmicks as you would have to get implants.�


�I just hate the idea of knives I guess�here, could you fill the bucket with water while I put this on?�


�Sure,� her petite blonde friend replied, taking the large container and heading for the door, �just let me know when you�re done.�


�Why?� Angie laughed as she began taking off her clothing� I don�t think having you see me wear this is going to be any less embarrassing than having you see me put it on�.


Jill turned the water on in the tub and yelled back, �how warm do you want this water?�


�Very warm, almost hot even. It has to dissolve these crystals.�


Angie was just starting to insert the dildo part of the device when Jill struggled back in with the full ten gallon bucket. The tall girl was standing naked beside her bed, legs apart to reveal her pink rose. Slowly she slid the white plastic nozzle up inside herself, working it up and down slightly to keep it lubed. It was clear to Jill that her friend had never had to stretch this much before, given both the angry color of the girl�s labia and the slight look of pain on her face. As Jill poured the crystals into the water she watched inch after agonizing inch disappear into her friend until only the final quarter remained. It was then that Angie stopped.


�That�*gasp*�is all�*moan*�I can take!�It�s TOO big!�


�Can you put the straps on?�


Angie gently bent over to get the buckle and tongue then carefully straightened. Her hands shook a little bit as she fastened the belt and began to cinch it up.


�OH!,� she cried, �it�s pushing it into me again�I can�t tighten it all the way.�


�But look here at the manual, �Jill offered, �it shows these two pictures, one with the belt firmly attached, the other with the belt loose like you have it. There�s a circle with a slash through it on the loose one.�


�UGH! Alright then�here it goes.�


Angie continued to moan as she slowly tightened the belt, notch by notch, bit by bit, until it was as tight as she could get it. The base of the nozzle pulled firmly inside and her labia were wrapping themselves around the strap which held it. The brunette appeared to be having a little trouble breathing as she tucked the slack into it�s loop.


�Here�*huh*�give me�*gasp*�.the hose.�


�Sure,� the blonde replied as she handed the long attachment to her roommate. Angie reached between her legs and tried to screw it on, but her hands were trembling too much.


�Jill, can you�*moan*�I can�t�.*sigh*�.�


Angie put her hands on her hips as Jill reached between her legs. The hose didn�t seem to be much different than the average garden hose and she worried that her friend had been taken in again. But she dutifully began twisting the male end of the hose into her friends nozzle, eliciting several more gasps and moans as she did. It seemed like an eternity to Angie before her friend finished and stood up to look at her. And it was all Jill could do not to laugh. Here her roommate was, naked and trembling, wearing what looked like a black leather jock-strap and trailing a twenty foot piece of hose from her pussy.


�Turn it on�and�.let�s�do this.� Angie encouraged.


�Don�t you think you should lie down?�


�I�don�t think�I can bend over�.at all.�


�Ok,� Jill shrugged as she turned the strange machine on, �here it goes.�


Suddenly a hum came from the bottom of the bucket and Angie practically screamed, �Oh my GOD!�


�Does it hurt?�


�No�it�.it feels�gooooood�you HAVE to try this!�


�I don�t know,� Jill replied cautiously, �we don�t even know if it works yet.�


�Oh! I don�t think�. you have � to worry� about that�.LOOK!�


Sure enough, Jill could see her roommate�s petite d�colletage starting to swell. Her tiny nipples were hard and appeared to be elongating. The swelling pushed out in an ever widening mound that began to cover the entire width of her chest. Weight was gathering in her ballooning bosom, tugging her ever-broadening cones down until, in one dramatic moment, the flesh on the underside of Angie�s boobs folded over and suddenly she was pendulous.


�*Heh*�*heh*�look at them,� Angie breathed, �do you think�they�re� D cups� yet?�


�At least,� Jill assured her, �You�re probably double D now!�


�Oh!�oh�well�then�we better�turn it off�� Angie sighed, �it just feels�.so GOOD!�


�Yeah well you were the one that said double D was almost too big,� Jill reminded her as she knelt to get the switch, �Oh no!�


�What!?� Angie gasped, �what�s wrong?�


�The switch is stuck!�


�Oh my god Jill! Turn it OFF! I�m getting way too big!�


Jill looked up and saw how huge her friend was getting. Angie was trying to hold her new projections up, but her bosom was now way more than her hands could hold. Her spreading and stretching areola peaked out from between her fingers as well. Angie looked like she was trying to dam a pair of river�s with her hands, failing miserably.


�Jiiiilll! Shut it off!�


�I�m trying! I�m trying!� Jill shouted as she quickly turned back to the bucket. The motor�s humming competed to be heard over Angie�s continued moans and cries. Jill worked hard trying to move the switch before she broke one of her nails. A spark of inspiration hit her then and she grabbed a nail file off of Angie�s nightstand. Taking the instrument in both hands she dug in behind the plastic switch and�


�Shit!� Jill cried.


�Ohmygod! What NOW!?!�


�I broke the switch off!�


�OH MY GOD!� Angie squealed, �help me get this damn harness off!�


Jill turned to help and gasped when she saw her friend. Angie�s boobs had become freakish in a big way, now each larger than her head and hanging to her navel. Saucer sized areola now sported dozens of bumps surrounding towering two inch teats.


Quickly Jill reached between Angie�s legs to get at the buckle. Frantic motions failed to do anything more that free the slack from it�s loop. Each tug and pull she made to free the belt brought more and more moaning from Angie, but no progress. A couple more minutes passes and soon Jill felt the undersides of Angie�s boobs sliding down on either side of her head. She could now clearly see their bulky ellipse�s passing the top of the growing girls hips.


�Try to undo the hose!� Angie fairly screamed, though Jill thought it sounded more like pleasure than pain.


Just the same she readjusted herself so she was well between Angie�s knees and grabbed the hose. Angie moaned again but Jill pressed on. Unfortunately she found that Angie�s excitement had slickened the end of the hose. Try as she might her hand kept slipping around the attachment, barely moving if at all. Jill continued to struggle for a few more minutes, feeling the mass of her roommate�s chest pressing down on her back, until suddenly they both heard the sound the motor stop.


Jill slowly crawled backwards almost frightened of what she was about to see. She could feel the weight of Angie�s boobs on either side of her and knew they must be at least halfway down the girl�s thighs. And after she got out Jill could see that she wasn�t far wrong. Angie�s boobs now hung to the tops of her knees, spreading out in wide teardrops that wrapped around her sides, her leading edges now well outside of her arm reach. Each areola was as large and puffy as an oversize deep dish pizza with everything, and nearly as bumpy. Amazingly, the enormous girl was smiling.


�Angie? Are you alright?�


Angie sighed, �I�ve never felt better� or heavier! You should feel how weighty these are!�


�I don�t doubt it�that was ten gallons of water!�


�*Heh*�yeah, and I can feel every ounce in these girls,� Angie giggled as she patted the sides of her breasts. Suddenly curious she tried taking a couple steps to her mirror, staggering against the weight of her gigantically engorged glands. Laughing she said, �I guess walking is going to take some getting used to.�


Jill walked up behind her at the mirror and watched her examining herself, gently tracing her fingers over the edges of her areola, sliding them over their bumps and finally diddling with her preposterously erect nipples.


�My god,� she amazed, �these are thicker than my ex-boyfriend�s cock! And nearly as long!�


�I�m surprised you can even touch them,� Jill wondered out loud.


�Yeah, just barely, but thank god for that!�


�So you�re ok with �. ?�


�Having boobs bigger than say� �Angie paused as she appraised her engorged mammaries, �your average beach ball?�


�Yeah.�


�HELL YEAH!�


�But what about the problems associated with big boobs? I mean, D cup girls complain about backaches and unwanted attention, and you left D cup range in the dust!�


�Oh c�mon Jill,� Angie admonished as she turned and began staggering back towards her bed, �those complaints are just lies big girls make to make small girls feel bett�WHOA!�


Angie tripped on her hose and suddenly found herself falling forward, dragged off balance by the enormous weight of her chest. Fortunately her front flew up slightly as she lurched and Angie�s face landed comfortably in her own cleavage when she hit the ground. Her thighs could not make it past the swell of her squashing tits and consequently Angie�s knees only lightly tapped the floor. When the enormous wobbling mass that was now Angie finally came to rest, she propped her head up on her hand.


�Oh my god! Personal airbags!� Angie laughed. Jill laughed too.


�*Heh*, front and side airbags are the most prominent features on the Angie model, as well as a generous trunk.�


�Very funny Jill. Can you help me get this damn harness off?�


�I would love to,� Jill explained, �but I don�t know if I can reach it without stepping on your boob.�


�Well you�ll have to just crawl on out here, �cause I can�t bend well with this giant thing in me. You can put your hand on my �trunk� for support.�


Jill did as she was told, holding onto the giant girl�s ass as she finally freed the belt strap. Angie sighed in relief as the industrial sized instrument was pulled free. Jill pulled herself back off her roommate�s tit and surveyed her situation.


�Well now how are you going to get up? You can�t even touch you knees to the floor.�


�No problem,� Angie rolled herself across the tops until she got reigned up on her haunches, �watch this!� With a pair of twists she got her got her feet onto the floor, squatting behind her outlandish pile of chest. Grunting and wincing she slowly rose until finally she was standing, panting and sweating slightly.


�See?�*gasp*�no problem. And now that that dildo is out, walking is going to be a lot easier.�


But as soon as she took one labored step, she realized the folly of her prediction. Shrugging, she continued shuffling over to her bed before turning around and dropping her weight onto it.


As Angie leaned back and inspected her unhumanly huge hooters, Jill inquired, �What about clothes? You don�t have anything that will fit, not by a long stretch.�


�True,� Angie contemplated as she gazed down upon herself, �I guess maternity wear is about the closest I�ll ever get, but even then it�s gonna have to be custom made.�


�Who makes custom maternity dresses THAT big? You�re even bigger than a woman pregnant with twins! Or TRIPLETS! Face it, you�re boobs are waaaaay too big.�


�Aw c�mon Jill, there�s no such thing. Besides, at least we�ll never have to worry about either one of us borrowing the other�s clothes again.�


�No argument there! My god, I could four or five of me into whatever it�ll take to cover YOUR body!�


�Don�t exaggerate.�


�I�m NOT! My god Angie, you�re gigantic!�


�Yeah,� she smiled, �I kinda am, aren�t I?


�You keep smiling girl, I don�t think you know how tough it�s gonna be.�


�I do and I don�t care,� Angie retorted, �I can still walk, and that�s enough.� And to prove her point she climbed to her feet again. She waddled to the mirror and turned herself slowly around for a few moments, taking in the reality of how stupendously stacked she had become. �And besides, I like them like this.�


That afternoon Jill bought a number of yards of material and a couple of maternity dress patterns at the nearest crafts outlet. They had to improvise on the size, but by bedtime Angie had a pair of dresses. A bra had been out of the question until they could do more research on custom patterns, so Angie was forced to sleep topless and have Jill tuck her in.


Class was a completely new experience for Angie. She had to take the bus to get onto campus and there had only been standing room when she boarded. Only one person was kind enough to stand and offer her his seat but she quickly discovered she was so big she needed more than one, so she remained standing the entire trip. Then she had trouble navigating through people at her stop and was delayed to the doors. By the time she reached them they were closing and she got her boobs squashed. It took a second before the driver started them opening again, during which time Angie could swear she hear and feel the buttons on her dress straining.


Once free and on the street she waddled slowly along, drawing stares from nearly everyone she saw. It wasn�t until she had nearly reached her building when she saw in her reflection that her nipples were erect.


No wonder everyone has been staring, she thought as she looked. They�re so huge, I gotta get some duct tape on the way home tonight.


The auditorium was nearly full as she entered in the rear. The top rows always filled first and she soon found herself trying to carefully make her way down the stairs. Each step jostled her boobs a bit more so that she soon had to stop and let herself come to rest before attempting another. As with the sidewalk she could feel all eyes in the room turning to face her. Conversations quieted and soon all she could hear was the sound of her feet impacting each step and the ensuing creaking from the buttons on her dress.


Angie finally found an empty seat in the third row from the front, but quickly discovered that she projected too far forward to fit comfortably between the rows. Soon she was in the front row, trying to get comfortable with the armrests on either side of her burying themselves into the bottoms of her breasts.


Lecture passed without much happening, though the professor seemed slightly distracted. Angie waited in her chair until the auditorium was empty. Then, after regaining her feet with the aid of the previously irritating armrests, she began to slowly climb the stairs. She was nearly out of breath when she reached the top and grateful she could again return home, having finished her only class for the day.


This will get easier I know, she assured herself.


The bus ride back home was much easier as Angie could spread her chest to either side of her on one of the forward benches. But she was slow reaching the door and once again got her boobs clamped by the closing doors. This time the driver�s reaction was slower and Angie felt with horror her buttons being rent from her dress. She could already feel a breeze on her nipples when the doors finally reopened, pulling her dress completely open. She clambered down the steps and onto the sidewalk hurriedly, her completely free bosom bounding enormously as she did. Dropping her book bag to the ground she grabbed the sides of her dress and tried to pull it back over her tits, but she could only just get them over her now fully erect nipples.


How the hell am I supposed to carry my book bag like this, she wondered. As the bus pulled away she was grateful to see that no one else was on the street. She dropped the sides of her dress and grabbed her bag as fast as her boobs would let her, quickly sliding her arms through the straps and reaching for the sides of her dress again. Then, with quiet deliberateness she began the two block walk home.


Once inside her apartment she closed the door and dropped the sides of the dress. Jill was seated on the couch and laughed at what she saw. Angie stood there, panting and sweating, leaning back to keep her center of gravity with a book bag hanging off her back and her ruined dress dangling to her sides making small piles of cloth on the ground. Her hair was in a mess and the hyper-busty girl puffed at an errant lock that hung in her eyes.


�What�s funny?� Angie asked, a little perturbed.


�It�s just that you clearly have an embarrassment of riches!� Jill laughed.


Angie looked down at herself, then began laughing too. She shrugged out of her book bag and made her way to the easy chair, trailing her tortured dress like a bridal veil. One glance at the recliner and she knew she�d never fit.


�Um, can I trade you seats?� she begged her roommate.


�Sure,� Jill replied, rolling out of the couch. As the two sat down, Jill watched her roommate fill the majority of the couch from end to end. �So, when did your dress give up the ghost?�


�Not until I was almost home, gratefully,� Angie sighed, �I told you buttons on the front was a bad idea.�


�I can see that now, not that anyone was complaining, I�m sure.�


�Well I was!� Angie laughed as she grabbed her painfully erect nipples and waggled them at her roommate, �It was COLD!�


Jill laughed too. �I can see that. Wow, I�ll never get over how large those two are! They�re like a pair of personal dildos!�


�*Heh*, well I don�t think I can quite get them to reach between MY legs.�


�What are you talking about? They�re hanging at the same level as your crotch already.�


�Yeah, but I think there�s too much flesh in between to get them in.�


�I�m sure you could.�


�Wanna bet?�


�Yeah sure,� Jill agreed, �besides, I�m sure it�ll warm them up. Let�s say twenty bucks?�


�Ok, I�m game,� Angie offered as she slid out of her arms out of the dress and began pushing her panties down. �I think I�m gonna need some help here, though.�


�No problem,� Jill replied as she got out of her chair and crossed the room. Both girls squished, squashed and twisted Angie�s nipples this way and that, but to no avail. Each time it seemed she could actually get her nipple to touch her clit, a movement to get closer would roll her boob away. Finally they gave up, Angie falling back onto the couch spread eagle in exhaustion with Jill seated on the floor below. Looking between the naked girl�s legs she made a remark.


�I doubt you would get much out of it anyway�


Angie followed her gaze and agreed. �Yeah, I�m still pretty stretched out from yesterday.�


�Yeah, that in and of itself was pretty amazing,� Jill remembered, �I bet you could fit a fist in you easily now.�


�Wanna bet�


�Double or nothing?� Jill grinned.


�Sure,� Angie laughed she watched the other girl reach up. Jill slid a couple fingers in and watched Angie gasp. Slowly she pushed the rest of her hand in and then made a fist. Angie looked down and moaned.


�You win again�.*uhhh*�. my god �.I�m huge all over!�


Jill slowly twisted her fist within her roommate, feeling the knuckles passing over her G spot and watching her engorged friend�s reaction. Angie closed her eyes as she slid an arm down through her cleavage to reach her clit, gasping again as she reached it. With her free hand, Jill reached down and pulled her jeans and panties off, then reached to minister her own burning button.


�Why don�t �YOU� try my�nipple�.on for size�.� Angie gasped.


After the two girls moved Angie down to the floor and spread her boobs, Jill straddled one and brought her wet clam slowly down. She had to guide it in but soon she was taking her roommate�s nipple between her legs. It was larger than anything she had ever felt before and it was no small effort for her to accommodate all of it.


�I can�t believe it fit!� she gasped as she settled to rest her bottom on Angie�s areola. Seeing the flex in her friend�s legs, Angie encouraged Jill to go ahead and sit down.


�You can ride it like a bean bag if you promise not to be too rough,� she laughed, and Jill joined her as she did as she was bid. Angie watched her roommate get off for awhile, and after seeing her orgasm she made a request.


�Hey, why don�t you get me that harness again so I can get off at the same time.�


�Oh yeah, I�m sorry. How thoughtless of me.� Jill offered as she climbed off Angie�s sex-soaked tit.


�No problem,� Angie assured. Soon Jill returned with the entire contraption, lugging the bucket.


�It feels like there is still quite a bit in here, probably more than half full, so it didn�t run out of fluid. I think we must have burned the motor out or something.�


�Well, I don�t know how much larger I would want to be anyway,� Angie laughed, trying to squash her boobs together.


Jill grinned back at her as she knelt between the big girl�s legs. Even after Jill�s fist, the monster nozzle was a tight fit.


�More��Angie grimaced when Jill appear to have pushed it in as far as it could comfortably go. Shrugging, Jill gently leaned forward and brought the straps back around, again using them to drawn the implement into the blimp-girl. As Angie continued to urge her friend on, Jill drew the straps tighter and tighter until finally she reached the last notch in the belt.


�Are you sure? That�s tighter than yesterday isn�t it?� Jill asked.


�I�don�t � care!� It � feels � delightfully � painful,� Angie gasped before patting the top of her tit, �now why don�t you saddle up � cowgirl..�


Jill giggled as she lifted herself onto her friend again, amazed at how far apart she had to spread her legs to avoid stepping Angie�s surreal dug. After Jill lowered herself onto Angie�s nipple, she felt the other girl reach across her bloated boob and begin ministering her roommate�s clit. They made eye contact for a moment before Angie reached her free hand down to her own clit. Angie was almost instantly in orgasm, reveling in her glorious size and ability. Soon Jill joined her, reached the strongest orgasm the blonde girl had ever had in her life. It seemed to her to last forever and before it was over, she blacked out.


When she came to, she was immediately aware of a slight pain between her legs. She then noticed the sound of Angie�s voice, frantic and unintelligible. Then Jill�s eyes snapped open when she recognized the sound of the motor of the device apparently running.


�JILL WAKE UP!� Angie screamed, shoving her own tit violently to try and rouse her friend. Jill looked down and was amazed to see how much further away Angie seemed. Then the pain in her crotch hit her again, drawing her attention down. Jill gasped as she looked. Her lips were tightly stretched, purple and thin, around Angie�s nipple. She could see a swelling in her mid-section that gave her a bit of pot-belly. Looking to her side she could see the sister of the beast that was in her and she gasped. It was thicker than her own thigh and nearly as long!


Looking around she could see that she was closer to the ceiling that she normally was standing.


�JILL! YOU�VE GOTTA TURN THAT MACHINE OFF!� Angie screamed again, �I�M BLOWING UP!�


Jill trying pulling herself up, but discovered with horror she couldn�t.


�I�m STUCK! � OH MY GOD! YOU�RE GONNA SPLIT ME IN HALF!!!�


Both girls continued to scream and moan for a few more minutes until the machine stopped again. They both stopped struggling and looked at it. Angie was the first to speak.


�Can � you � get � off now?


�UGH�. I�m trying� you�re just tooooo big!�


�*HEH*�.tell me� about it,� Angie chuckled between gasps, �Here� swing your foot� my way and � I�ll try to help � push you.�


Soon Jill was dislodged with a loud popping sound and she slid down the ground. Angie�s boobs were piled as high as her own chest. Amazingly, the girl was still smiling. Gently rubbing herself, Jill knit her eyebrows when she noticed.


�Are you seriously still happy? My god Angie, you must have DOUBLED in SIZE!!!�


�I know,� Angie grinned, �Let�s just see if I can stand.�


Again she pulled herself back so that she was squatting behind her boobs. It took more grunting and she was forced to lean back at an extreme angle, but Angie eventually got to her feet and both girls gasped at the sight she presented. The final bit of growth had easily doubled her boobs, if not tripled. Not only were her nipples out of her reach, but her freshly stretched areola were as well by several inches. As she stood they reached fully halfway down her shins and behind her peripheral vision on each side. Angie would never have to worry about getting her boobs pinched in the bus doors again. She would never fit in another vehicle unless it was a semi-trailer.


�Well, so much for ever driving again,� Angie sighed, resting her arms on the shelf of her chest.


�That�s it? You�re too big to realistically do anything more than jiggle and you just shrug and say oh well?�


�Hey, you gotta admit they are pretty fun.�


�Yeah, I do, but I don�t have to carry them around.�


�That�s fine,� Angie assured her, �I LIKE carrying them around.�


�Well we�ve only seen you stand,� Jill argued, �can you even move?�


�I think so,� Angie countered, �but it this apartment is getting a little cramped for me to walk too far.�


With that she tried walking. Angie was forced to take each labored step separately, waiting each time for the recently agitated boob to settle down. Reaching the far side of the living room she slowly turned to face Jill and accidentally knocked a lamp over in the process.


�See�,� Angie managed between pants, ��I just have to learn where my nipples are�. that�s all��


�Oh yeah, but can you get through any of the doorways?�


�Only one way to find out I guess,� Angie replied before shuffling towards the kitchen. When she reached the entrance her boobs quickly overfilled it and bounced her back towards the living room. Undaunted, she stopped and turned slowly to her side, guiding her nipple into the center of the doorway. Her boob touched both sides as she pushed it through, then turned and pulled it�s sister in turn. After shuffling across the linoleum Angie rotated and parked her butt on the edge of one of the chairs, resting her titanic tits in the middle of the floor. Jill leaned against the doorframe, naked from the waist down, and starred at her. Angie�s breasts extended halfway across the room, lounging in fat, heavy piles in front of her even though she was sitting upright. Jill estimated her areola to be at least three feet in diameter, puffing out like twin garbage can lids with olive size bumps dotting the adobe skin.


�Ok, you win, your bustiness,� Jill smirked, �You�re not too big to move. But just look at you! You�re going to cause a riot if you ever go to a beach.�


�Yeah, I am pretty freakish.�


�There�s an understatement!�


�Ok, ok,�VERY freakish,� Angie agreed, �but I�m so proud of them! And you CANNOT BELIEVE what they feel like! Can you imagine have boobs so big you can�t touch half of them?! Talk about wasting more than a handful! Look at ME!!!!!!!!�


�I guess more than an armful is a waste in your case, huh?�


�No way! Girlfriend not an ounce of these boobs is a waste! They feel like giant sex balloons, and it seems the bigger they are the better they feel, even if they are a struggle to carry. And to cloth.�


�Well maternity dresses are out,� Jill laughed, �Man, if your nipples were big before��


�Yeah� looks like there�s only one woman in the world that can use them as dildo�s now though.�


�Who�s that?�


�You!� Angie laughed, pointing at Jill�s abused pussy. Jill looked down and marveled at her own size. No man could ever satisfy her again, in fact no single fist would either.


�Hey, speaking of dildos, could you help me get this thing off?� Angie begged, �I can�t imagine being any larger than this.�


Suddenly, the motor came back to life.