The Anti-Amazon Ray
by the happyguy
This ray makes them less ...


Disclaimer: This story contains nudity, sexual situations, and various parts
of women -- and women themselves -- growing in unusual ways. If it is
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The Anti-Amazon Ray
by the happyguy


 I considered it an honor to escort the first university coed moon shot. As
a veteran of 16 moon missions, I knew the Old Gray Rock -- that's what
we vets call it -- about as well as anyone alive. The amazing thing about it
is that every day yielded new discoveries about geology, cosmology, and the
origin of the solar system. It was a treasure trove of knowledge, minerals,
and low-G manufacturing techniques.

 The students were as thrilled as I had been on my first moon shot. When we
settled into Moon Base Prime, they quickly settled into the routine that we
would keep for the three weeks of our visit. It was in the second week that
all hell broke loose.

 I headed out in one of the moon buses with a group of the students -- the
intelligent young women of the Aplha Beta Pi sorority of UC Santa Cruz -- to
explore a crater that had yet only been photographed in low-altitude
fly-bys. We arrived at the crater, and the bus automatically dug itself in;
it was to be our home for the next two days. Little did we suspect what
awaited us.

 The first three groups of space-suited coeds ventured out and returned
without incident. They brought rock samples and photographs that we would
analyze back at Prime. It was the fourth team that made the discovery.

 "I've found somehing!" came the woman's excited voice over the radio. The
light blinked next to Shana's name on the computer screen.

 "What is it, Shana?" I asked.

 "It's, like, a cave or something! Only it looks too smooth to be natural."

 "Take pictures and bring them back. Do not go into the cave," I said.

 "We're just going to take a closer look," she said.

 "That's a negative," I insisted. "Do not go into the cave. Millie, are you
there?"

 Millie's voice came back. "Yes. We're just going to take a little look.
Don't worry. We'll be fine."

 "No," I said. "Do not go into the cave! Diana, can you hear me?"

 All's that came back over the radio was static.

 I quickly gathered two of the girls -- Dotty and Cindy -- and we suited up
for a rescue mission. I told the rest of the girls to stay put and monitor
the radio. We might need help fast. Then we set out toward the location
where the computer had last tracked team 4.

 It was a fairly long and uneventful walk across the lunar dust. As we
approached, we could plainly see the cave that they had spoken of. And they
were right; it looked too smooth and symetrical to be natural. It was a oval
doorway, about 6 feet wide and nearly 20 feet tall. It's interior was dark;
but would still be clearly visible to a low-flying probe. I wondered how
anyone had missed it before. We saw the girls' footprints leading up to the
doorway, then inside. The dust tracked a little way into the doorway. Then
it vanished.

 Dotty, Cindy and I stepped forward cautiously, shining our lights to pick
out whatever details we could. It looked like the remains of an ancient
civilization. Whether they were still around remained to be seen.

 As we crossed the threshold, there was a sudden grating sound. Then huge
stone slabs drifted shut and finally closed with an omnious boom, sealing us
inside. Dotty and Cindy looked scared, but I told them not to worry. The
truth was, I was plenty scared myself.

 There was only one way to go, and a quick check told us we were out of
contact with the moon bus. So we turned and headed down the huge hallway
that led into the crater wall.

 After a short walk, we came to a huge, domed cavern where the floor had a
pale blue luminescence. In the middle of the cavern was a small fountain.
Team 4 was already there, standing around the fountain. With a start, I
realized they had removed their helmets.

 We walked up to them, and gestured frantically for them to put their
helmets back on. Millie removed the headset from hers, and put it on her
head. "The air is OK!" she said. "We used the field analyzer to determine it
was breathable."

 "But still...." I said.

 Diana spoke up, "Besides, we only have a few hours of air in the suit.
Without it, we'd suffocate anyway unless we find a way out. We're still
alive, and we've been breathing the air for a while."

 I had to admit they were right. "OK," I said. "But keep your helmets close
by. If there's a sudden decompression, you'll want to get to them fast." Me
and the two new girls removed the bulky headgear. Dotty shook her long, dark
hair once it was free. Cindy just ruffled her short red hair a bit, and it
looked as if it had never left Earth's atmosphere.

 "Just don't drink the water, though. There's no telling what contaminants
could be in there."

 Shana spoke up, smiling. "But it's good! See!" She was leaning over the
fountain, a pool of water shimmering in her hands. I couldn't tell if the
strange glow came from it or from the strange lighting in the room. Before I
could say anything, she slurped another big gulp. "Mmmmmmm!"

 Red-headed Cindy stepped forward. "Good! I'm thristy from the walk!" She
crouched over the fountain, and begain scooping up handfuls of the strange,
glowing water. "It's delicious!"

 Dotty, who was always the most responsible of the group, brought out her
canteen. "I think the commander's right. We should really stick to eating
and drinking what we packed in. It might not be safe."

 "Oh, it's fine! You two worry too much." Diana leaned over and took a big
drink. "Mmmmmmmmmm! Wonderful!"

 Soon all the girls except Dotty were leaning over the fountain, drinking
and giggling. I started to scan the cavern. There were four hallways leading
out; one of them was the way we came in. I walked toward one of the others.
As I got near, light flickered to life on the other side. Beyond is what
looked like some sort of a labrotory from a science fiction fantasy. I was
about to move closer when I heard a funny noise.

 It was Shana. Her stomache was making a loud burbling noise that I could
hear even where I was. She moaned loudly and stood up. Her face was covered
in sweat. "Ohhh.... feel funny...." She put a hand on her wet forhead, then
staggered back a little. The other girls rushed to help her.

 "I feel so... strange.... filling up...." she moaned. "Pressure.... in
my...." Suddenly she threw her shoulders back. Her vacsuit seemed to tighten
around her.

 "She's growing!" Millie cried. "Quick, get her out of her suit before she
rips it!"

 At first Shana stood docily while the girls unzipped and unstrapped her.
Then suddenly she growled, "I can do it, dammit!" She removed the suit, and
when she was free, she tossed off the light t-shirt and panties she wore
under it. She patted the naked skin of her belly. "Ahhh! Feels much better."
She rubbed her small breasts, and they seemed to respond by swelling into
her hands.

 "Uh... Shana... have you been working out?" Dotty poked her hard bicept.
Shana stood a head taller than all the girls, though she had only been
average height before. I looked to see if she was standing on something, but
she was naked, staning in bare feet.

 "Well, sure!" Shana said. "I started working out when I found out we were
going on this moon shot? How do you like it?" She put Cindy's hand on her
bicept and began flexing her new muscles.

 Cindy swooned; but it was because something was happening to her, too.
"That's.... I.... strange feeling.... swollen..." Then her head, too, began
to bob up as her suit tightened around her.

 Shana chuckled, and unzipped Cindy's suit. Cindy shrugged it free as she
grew. She tossed her t-shirt over her head and kicked off her panties.
"Free!" she cried, and laughed gleefully. The tiny redhead had been
flat-chested, but now she carried large mounds of breast flesh before her.

 Millie was looking worried now. "Do you... think we all..." Suddenly her
pretty voice became husky. "...are going to... oooohhhhhhhh!"

 Diana was already shucking off her suit. "Oh! I can feel it! I can feel it!
Feels... so... strange....."

 "Wonderful!" Millie said.

 Diana cried out, "I'm stuck!" She straightened. She was huge on top,
straining the front and sides of her spacesuit. "I... I'm too big! Can't get
out of the suit!"

 Shana chuckled and jerked the suit open with a sudden stong movement.
Diana's breasts popped free, then she started growing to match them.

 They were all taller than me now, nearly 7 feet each. I was stunned.
Frantically, I tried to get the moon bus on the radio, but again all I got
static.

 Suddenly Dotty was at my side. "We have to get out of here!" she said.
"They're going crazy!" Indeed the four huge girls were now standing close to
each other rubbing each other's breasts and buttocks. Their moans of
pleasure filled the cavern.

 Dotty grabbed my hand. "Let's go!"

 "Not so fast!" More quickly than I imagined possible, Shana crossed to
where we were. She looked down at us with an evil glint in her eye. "It's
your turn next, Dotty," she said. Then, leering at me, said "And I have
something special in mind for you." Three of the enormous girls stripped
Dotty naked. Her struggles were futile against their mamoth bodies. Shana
and Cidy drug me to the wall, then bound my wrists to a small protrution
with their space tethers.

 They left Dotty tied and gagged lying beside the fountain. Her dark
hair swirled on the ground beneath her. I noticed she wasn't cryng, brave
girl, and her intelligent eyes were scanning the cavern for opportunities
for escape.

 The four girls went back to the fountain and drank deeply. They were
growing even as they came back to stand around me.

 Shana leaned over me and leered at me. It looked like a cruel snarl. "YOU
didn't want us to come in the cave," she said. Then she slapped me. I was
nearly stunned by the force of the slap.

 Millie said, "YOU didn't want us to take our helmets off." She, too, leaned
over and slapped me hard. I tasted blood in my mouth.

 Diana gritted, "And YOU didn't want us to drink from the fountain." She
balled up her fist and hammered it into my gut. Even through mu thick space
suit, the force of the blow left me wheezing and gasping.

 "We would crush you like the worm that you are, but you have something we
want. Lucky for you." They began tearing off pieces of my spacesuit. Soon I
was naked except for my socks and a few shreds of my wasted t-shirt.

 Now Shana knealt before me, and spread my legs. "Come on," she said. "Be an
obedient little worm." She tickled my penis, and despite myself, I felt
myself growing hard.

 Diana stepped over me, then couched. Her bush pushed into my face.
"Tounge," she said, sounding almost bored. When I hesitated, she gritted,
"Tounge!"

 While I licked Diana's pink clit, one of the women grabbed my cock, pumped
it a few times, then sat on it. She moaned. Diana moned. They both moaned
louder. Diana pushed her pussy into my face while the other began pumping
her hips furiously on my battered dick. Suddenly she cried out in pleasure,
and stood up.

 "Well, I'm done." It was Cindy. "What's the matter? Can't keep up? Oh,
well. Why don't you go get me a beer."

 All the women broke out into racous laughter, then suddenly Diana cried out
in rapture and shood up. "Next!" she said.

 They all took turns for what seems like hours. I never came, and Lord knows
how I managed to stay hard all that time. It was probably the only thing
that saved my life.

 Finally, they were all winded, sitting and laying sprawled out around the
fountain. Dotty looked at me with big eyes as if she wanted to make sure I
was still all right. I was weak, but I managed to flash her a quick smile.
We'll see this terror through, I thought, and get back home where we belong.

 She relaxed as if she had read my mind.

 "Your turn!" Shana cried suddenly. I looked up, afraid what would happen to
me next, but she was standing over Dotty. Shana lifted Dotty's lunar
canteen. In a mocking voice, she said, "Let's just drink and eat what we
packed in." Then she upended the canteen and dumped it's contents all over
Dotty's naked body. "Let me show you some real drinking water!"

 Dotty began to kick, and her gag muffled her cries. All four girls dipped
their canteens in the fountain and filled them full.

 "No...." I said weakly, "...too much...."

 Dotty's eyes grew wide and frightened. She began struggling again, but to
no avail. Shana grabbed her, then jerked the gag off roughly with one hand.
Dotty cried, "No! No! No!" but Shana stuck the neck of the canteen in
Dotty's mouth and upended it. Dotty began kicking and squirming fiercely,
even though it was futile.

 Suddenly, I noticed something the giant women hadn't noticed. Dotty wasn't
just kicking, she was kicking at something. As Cindy up-ended her canteen
into Dotty's mouth, Dotty kicked what she was aiming at; a small utility
moon knife skitterd across the floor. I hefted one buttock, and it slid
quitely behind my back. Only I heard the faint, "click" when it hit the wall.

 Now Millie was emptying the last of her canteen into Dotty. Only Diana was
left. I managed to stretch the moon tether that bound me just enough so I
could grab the knife with my fingertips.

 As I forced the knife open, painfully, the women had finished filling
Dotty. She lay still now, moaning and squirming slightly. I began sawing at
the tether. Her slender white legs were kicking feebly, her knees drawn
apart. Her body glistened with the water that had overflowed her mouth. Her
bush pointed directly at me, little drops of water twinkling in the bluish
light.

 I sawed through the tether. But when I pulled on it, it jerked tight. With
a silent sigh, I begain sawing again.

 Suddenly there was the burbling that had come from Shana before. Except now
it came from Dotty. The women propped her up against the side of the
fountain. Her eyes looked dizzy and disoriented. All the women grinned
around her in anticipation. Dotty spread her legs, and began rubbing her
belly, the source of that terrible rumbling.

 Suddenly her body jerked, and she kicked her legs feebly before her. Her
slim body was curved against the side of the fountain. Her eyes were tightly
shut as if in a combination of horror and ecstasy. Her body jerked again,
and this time her belly swelled.

 Her small frame was just too small to hold all that glowing water, and now
she began to fill. Her belly surged forward, round and rounder, pushing out
into her crotch, pushing her slight breasts up. She shook her head madly,
and dark hair swirled all around her. But still she grew. Soon she was
little more than a ball with shoulders, legs and a head. "Lie... me...
flat...." she moaned. "...too big..."

 They eased her on her back, and she was like a white globe with thin legs
sticking out.

 I cut the last of my bonds. All's I needed was a good chance to get away
when they weren't looking.

 Dotty was moaning loudly now. "Oh.... oh.... so big.... swollen.... oh...."
she moaned. Her moans became more insistent. "Ohhhh.... ooooohhhhh....
ooooooohhhhh.... YES!" Now the women around her broke into a crazy,
lust-crazed dance, dancing in a circle as Dotty cried, "YES! YES! YES!" I
could see her slim legs swelling and becoming beefier even as I watched.

 I took my chance and slipped out of the room.

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 The next few days were frantic ones, as I scrambled about the alien
outpost, trying to avoind detection and capture by the huge sorority girls.
They were all at least eight feet tall now, with gargantuan bosoms that
outgrew the rest of their frames. They were all wearing outfits from various
periods of human history; apparently, the aliens had been conducting human
studies for many millenium.

 I did not see Dotty, however. I dared not go back to the central cavern,
because it was too open, and I never saw her striding through the halls like
the others.

 The alien food machines were still functional, and I discovered while
observing from a hiding place that the women were eating it greedily, and
apparently without any strange effects. So I cobbled together some supplies,
wrapped a large sort of scarf or towel around my crotch as a sort of
impromtu loin cloth, and made my way to the alien's computer room. I knew
the women would never come into the computer room, and there I would be safe.

 When I tried to make the alien devices work, they sprang to life amazingly
easily. A strange blue and orange screen glowed before me, and the alien's
history unravelled itself before me.

 It was a sort of distress message, or a warning to those who followed. The
aliens had stationed themselves on the moon millenia ago, to prepare for the
eventual invasion and colonization of Earth. They were just waiting for the
human population to grow large enough to be a stable food source.

 However, within this century, they got careless. A virus from one of their
human abductees got into their water supply and mutated. Before they
realized what was happening, a supply freighter carried the virus back to
their home world.

 Their women became enormous, and sexually insatiable. The aliens, unlike
humans, were not hardy enough to withstand continuous rough sex, and their
population began to dwindle. Their best scientists turned from their
invasion plans of various worlds, including Earth, and began desperately
searching for a cure for the virus that was affecting their women so terribly.

 Finally, a brilliant scientist stationed here on the Moon, at the source of
the virus, discovered the antidote. It was a ray gun of some sort.

 If I translated correctly, they called it the "anti-Amazon ray."

 It was too late for the outpost; it was already doomed. So the crew
manufactured a dozen anti-Amazon rays and set off to save their home world.

 Unfortunately, according to the report of the one alien who stayed behind
to maintain the base, the ship malfunctioned and crashed somewhere in the
Southwest United States; either Arizona or New Mexico. I was shocked at how
recent this was; if I interpreted the alien calender correctly, it was
sometime in the 1960's that this happened.

 The Earth had just missed a total invasion from an alien race by just a few
decades.

 The record mentioned a prototype anti-Amazon ray that the scientist left
behind. It was mounted on some sort of a grav-sled, and was too bulky to
take back with them. There was a rough drawing of the grav-sled and the ray;
it was hard to tell whether it was an actual drawing or just a
representation. So I played with some of the settings until I increased the
resolution. I found the printing device, and started printing out some
copies. I managed to reframe the picture and zoom in. The controls were
cumbersome so I took some time to adapt them more to my liking.

 A few days later, I was comfortable with how the computer was set up. I
pushed a button and a crystral-clear drawing of the anti-Amazon ray issued
from the printer.

 As I stepped from the computer room, I heard a deep female voice. "The
computer room! God! I should have known!" I whirled and saw Cindy at the end
of the hall. She was dressed in an overized Nazi outfit, with her startling
bosom practically leaping through the front of her SS jacket. And she was
huge. She was at least nine feet, now; maybe ten. She raised a riding crop
and swished it through the air. "We've been looking for you. Come here, you
little twerp."

 I bolted, but quickly realized I wasn't fast enough to outrun her. Her
enormous legs were eating up the hallway in giant strides, the heels of her
thigh-high leather boots clicking thunderously in the hallway.

 I dashed into the first door I could find. I slammed it shut, and tapped in
the computer code I'd learned to lock it. Cidy slammed it from the other
side and it nearly leapt off it's hinges.

 I dashed into the next room, knowing the door wouldn't last, and locked
myself in. I was in the science fiction laborotory I had seen earlier. That
was bad news; one entry led back to where Cindy was turning the door into
mulch. The other entry led to the central cavern, where there was no cover;
no where to hide, no where to evade.

 Then I saw it.

 I held up the printout; it was a perfect match for the ray. I walked up to
it just as Cindy began to ram the door to the laborotory. I heard Millie's
voice too; she must have heard the racket and come running.

 I looked at the ray, and suddenly realized that in all the time I spent
playing with the computer, I had never actually read the instructions on how
to turn the damn ray on. I would just have to press some buttons and trust
my luck.

 The door burst inwards, and Cindy stepped in, smacking her palm with her
riding crop. "You've had it now, little man."

 "I don't think so," I said. I twirled a dial, pressed a button, and said a
little prayer. The ray began to hum. Suddenly a stream of green light shot
out and enveloped Cindy. When it faded, she staggered back, looking stunned.

 Millie stepped in behind her. She was wearing a bearskin outfit that barely
concealed her nakedness. She quickly appraised the situation. Her huge face
twisted with rage. "What did you do, you maggot?"

 I twisted the knob and pressed the button. Again the green light flowed out
and enveloped the woman.

 Now Cindy was staggering around, looking disoriented. She gritted her
teeth, and pressed both hands against her bosom. "No!" she said. "Losing it!
....ung... soft!" The hard lines of her face were starting to soften. And
the enormous Nazi uniform didn't fit tightly anymore; she seemed to be
swimming in it.

 Except in the chest.

 She started shrinking, but as she shrank, her chest surged forward. With a
start, I realized that she had gained a lot of body mass when she grew, and
that body mass had to go somewhere. It was plain where it was going.

 Now Millie was shriking, too. Her huge bosom was pushing the bearskins
aside, and suddendly her nipples poked out into open air. She wrapped her
arms around them as if she could contain it.

 Cindy, now only about seven feet tall, leaned over a clear space on the
table, and her boobs flowed out onto it. She shrank as they grew, two huge
pink mounds. Her hands disappeared into the sleeves of her jacket, and her
little red head dipped below the curve of her breasts. All's I could see
where the two mounds sitting on the table top, and two small hands waving to
either side for balance.

 "Help!" She cried. "My breasts.... they're enormous!"

 Millie leaned over, then fell into the mass of breast flesh on the floor
below her. She cried out, "Oh!", then came to rest on them. Her nipples
jutted out opposite her, pointing directly at Cindy.

 The table started to creak, and I rushed over to where Cindy was leaning on
it. I brushed Millie's left nipple as I passed and she gasped loudly.

 "Do that again!" she cried.

 Cindy was easing one breast off the tabletop; I leaned under it to help
her. With considerable strain, we eased it to the floor. Cindy's small face
was flushed, and covered with sweat. "Touch it," she moaned.

 "Uh... Cindy...." I said.

 "Touch me!" Millie breathed.

 Cindy's other breast was still on the tabletop, but she had managed to
reach around and grab her nipple, and seemed oblivious. I turned to Millie.
She was peeking over the top of her gargantuan bosom. "Please?" she smiled.

 I sighed, and grabbed two handfuls of doughy breast flesh. Millie gasped in
littled breathless bursts. "Me, too!" Cindy cried.

 I reached back and found the breast that was on the floor. I began rubbing
both the enormous mammaries softly. The girl's moans filled the room.

 Suddenly a hand grabbed my wrist. It was Cindy's. "Enough." she said. "Go
save the others. Millie and I.... will take care of ourselves." She smiled.

 I hesitated, then nodded and turned to go. When I reached the anti-Amazon
ray, I turned to smile at them, but they were already oblivious to anything
else.

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 I found Diana in the alien mess hall. She was peeling back the wrapper on
one of the alien manufactured foodstuffs. She wore a WWI sailor's outfit.
The top didn't quite reach the bottom of her breasts, and the bottom didn't
quite clear her buttocks.

 I sighed, and activated the ray.

 She screamed a started cry, then backed away into a corner. With a start, I
realized there were dozens of the food wrappers piled on the ground. She
must have been pigging out and converting all that protein to body mass.

 Her breasts almost leapt from beneath her top. She pressed both hands to
her tummy and moaned loudly. She was shrinking. But as she shrank, all the
food in her belly became proportionally bigger; it surged forward, too. Then
her enhanced metabolism coverted it to body mass, and her bust lurched
forward in another surge. She kept shrinking like that: shrink, belly, bust.
Shrink, belly, bust.

 Soon her bosom was so huge it obscured her belly. She flopped forward, her
hands out to break her fall; but her hands never touched ground. She floated
on a huge bed of breast flesh groping vaguely in the air before her.

 Three down, two to go.

 Shana was in the common bath, in a gargantuan tub filled with suds. When I
floated in the grav sled with the anti-Amazon ray, she was lifting one leg
out of the water and soaping it up with a huge sponge. She would have been
twelve feet tall, if she were standing. Draped on the floor beside the tub
was an enormous-sized French maid's outfit.

 I chuckled. "Well, I guess you never out-grew bubble baths, did you?"

 She looked up, and her face twisted in a snarl. "You! I should have
crushed you like a bug when...."

 As I activated the ray, and the strange green light flowed out, she hurled
the sponge. I ducked, but it barely clipped the ray. It sputtered a bit, but
then the light strengthed, and Shana gave out a loud moan.

 Suddenly I was worried. The water wasn't deep for a twelve-foot Shana, but
for a five-foot six Shana....

 I leapt into the tub, soaking my loin cloth. Shana griped my arm in a grip
of death, but almost instantly the grip softened. She looked at me with a
surprized expression on her face. The water was about three feet deep....
more than enough for Shana to drown, buried under the weight of her
soon-to-be galactic mamaries. Even if they floated, enough of them would be
underwater to push her under.

 "Come on, you have to turn over."

 Shana looked at me with a dazed expression. She looked around the room, and
started rubbing her breasts absently. They were growing; she was shrinking.

 "Come on, Shana. I know it feels good, but you have to work with me." I
strained to lift one of her shoulders. She gasped as she tickled her nipples.

 "Shana! You have to turn over!" I put one shoulder in her armpit, and
placed a hand underneath her left breast, which was now the size of a beach
ball. But Shana kicked her legs up and began rubbing her nipples with both
hands.

 Suddenly inspiration hit me. I leapt out of the tub and ran over to the
side. Then I leaned in and stuck out my tounge.

 With lightning-like reflexes, Shana heaved up one breast and put it to my
mouth. I sucked mightly, and the weight of her breasts rolled her toward me.
Suddenly her eyes cleared, and she realized what was happening. She flopped
over on her front, and her breasts began to surge out beneath her.

 She placed a still-large hand on my chest and smiled. "Thanks," she said.

 "Where is Dotty?" I asked.

 Suddenly her eyes became frightened. "In the central cavern.... but
she's.... she's...." She gulped loudly. "Be careful."

 I nodded. "Will do," I said.

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 The ray had some soapy water on it from where Shana had grazed it with the
sponge. It seemed to be working OK, though.

 Dotty was pretty bright, and I was afraid a giant-sized Dotty might throw
something to disable the ray before I could heal her. So I decided that I
would put the ray at the end of a hall leading into the central cavern, then
lure her to where I could get a good shot.

 Even so, I knew it would be dicey. I would only get one chance.

 I quietly moved the ray into position, then crept forward to peek into the
cavern. All was still; I could see no sign of Dotty.

 I stepped back to the ray, and twisted the knob. I poised my finger over
the activate button.

 "Hey Dotty!" I yelled. "It's me! I'm leading a sort of sex slave rebellion!
You wanna come here and do something about it?"

 The cavern was silent.

 "Dotty! I'm wondering if you're woman enough to come take a piece of me!"

 Nothing.

 I frowned deeply. Then I took a step forward, ready to spring back. I only
had to touch the button, and all would be safe again.

 I took another step....

 A hand almost as big as me came shooting into the hallway from where Dotty
had been hiding right around the corner. My nerves were tense as coiled
springs, and I sprung to the side. The hand re-aimed and came at me again;
now I could see Dotty kneeling and peering into the hallway.

 I leaped back to the ray. I bounced once off the wall, then reached for the
button....

 ...just as the enormous hand grabbed me. I felt my ribs strain as the hand
squeezed me, and started to pull me back....

 ...as I reached out and jabbed the button.

 The machine hummed and glowed. The glow built. Then suddenly it went dark,
and threw up a cloud of greasy smoke. A single soap bubble drifted from the
machine and down the hall.

 Dotty pulled me into the room, and now I realized how truly huge she was.
She must have been twenty feet tall, with everything to proportion except
her breasts. Those were truly magnificient. And as I scared as I was, I
realized I was looking at a totally naked, extremely horney Dotty
nonetheless; I felt myself getting hard.

 Dotty slammed me to the ground. "Sex slave rebellion, eh? Let me show you
how we treat disobediant sex slaves. Just like we're going to treat the
whole population of the planet Earth!" She laughed racously as she straddled
me. "Oh, you have a little woody, don't you? And I do mean 'little.' Here,
let me fix that."

 She put her huge lips to my swollen member and began sucking. It was the
most ferocious and erotic blow job I've ever had. But there was something
else. There was a strange fluid in her mouth, and she was putting it in my
dick. And it was growing.

 When she sat back up, my dick was twice it's usual size, purple and
throbbing. It hurt like hell. But I wanted nothing more than for her to do
it again. Which she did.

 This time when she raised her head, I had a triple-sized member jutting up
between my legs. My vision was blurry, and I thought I saw a green flash
come from the machine at the end of the hall, but it quickly passed. Just an
illusion.

 Dotty tickled my grotesquely swollen member. "Now that I can work with,"
she said. "Although, I hate to say it, I don't think you have enough blood
in your body to support such a huge dick. You're going into shock, and
pretty soon you will be dead. But at least I get to get off first." She
laughed a cruel laugh, and lowered herself on my throbbing member. Waves of
pain and pleasure washed through me, and I groped about, my vision dimming,
realizing she was right; I was going into shock.

 She was riding me crulley now, the weight of her enormous body nearly
crushing me. She was moaning loudly, and running her hands through her long,
dark hair. I used what little strength I had left to thrust my pelvis as
best I could against her juicy pussy.

 Again there was a green flash. And I thought I caught an image of Shana,
leaning forward onto some kind of a grav sled....

 A green light enveloped me and Dotty. Her eyes grew wide, and she looked
down at me with astonishment. Then she began to shrink.

 The pain in my cock was subsiding; I realized that it must be shriking,
too. But I was still too woozy to put together a coherent thought.

 Except one: as I gazed up at Dotty's amazingly swelling bosom, I realized I
wasn't in a safe place.

 Those mounds were swelling rapidly, and soon came to rest against my chest.
I could feel the weight of them. Suddenly a new fear clutched me: that I
would be crushed to death beneath Dotty's massive mammaries.

 I struggled to roll out from under Dotty, but she was still too large, and
I was still.... inside her. So I was helpless as her huge mamories filled my
field of vision. Soon all my world was breast, as her teats blocked out the
light. It was getting hard to breath. I could vaguely make out Shana's voice
urging Dotty to move, but it was no good; Dotty and I were still in the
clutches of the stupor from the shrinking.

 It became darker; I pulled my arms in and hugged my chest. I tried to
protect my face. It was getting harder and harder to breath.

 I realized, suddenly, that I was still totally erect, and inside Dotty, so
I supposed it wasn't a completely bad way to go.

 My vision started to get dark, and I saw the little spots that signal the
onset of asphyxiation. Good bye, cruel world. I thought dimly. What a way to go.

 Suddenly there was light. I could only see vaguely, but I seemed to be
gazing up through Dotty's cleavage at her kind face. "Don't worry," she
whispered, "We'll get back home where we belong."

 I reached up through that cavernous cleavage and laid a hand on her cheek.
She clasped it with her hand, and held it to her face. Her cheek was wet.
"Hey, come on now," I said hoarsely. "We're almost there."

 With that she started gyrating her hips, and suddenly I saw spots for a
different reason. She was sucking my thumb as I thrust my cock deeper into
her, over and over. We swayed and rocked with each other's motion.

 Then, for the first time in this whole miserable adventure, I came. And,
boy did I come. I came like a freight train. I came like Summer comes and
chases out Spring, and Autumn comes and chases out Summer. I came like dams
break. I came like the Big Bang was just a minor footnote to OUR orgasm.

 From her cries of pleasure, I could tell Dotty felt the same.

 When it was over, I said weakly, "So what do you think.... cuddly is better?"

 She nodded. "Definitely. Cuddly is better."

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 The rest of the story is more or less interesting. Exploring the alien
outpost. Unravelling the secrets of a highly advanced civilization that had
acheived Interstellar space travel tens of thousands of years before humans
even ventured into orbit. Learning a whole new physics. Reading a complete
history of the human race, even prior to the advent of (human) written
history. Waiting for the rescue team to figure out how to cycle the outer
door so we could get out.

 Oh... and piecing together spacesuits large enough for my female compainions.


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