Thanks, guys. ^_^
So it seems I made a liar of myself--"Wednesday" will continue for one more posting, as this whole...thing...with Carla ended up running longer than I'd initially thought. Nobody's gonna complain about even more growing giantesses, though, right?
And as I said, here we have my first ever F/m sex scene, so hopefully everyone enjoys.
Right, well. That's enough chatter. On to the smut!
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“Cat got your tongue, hon?” she said in a voice that was a bit huskier than usual and so seductive that it smoldered.
“I...uh...” He stuttered ineffectually for a few seconds before finally managing an exaggerated whistle. “Carla...you're...you're a knockout!”
“So kind of you to say, cutie,” she replied, leaning over him, her enormous (and still growing!) breasts hanging down , giving him an eyeful of her incredible cleavage that was pressing ever more strongly against her cami. “I should reward you for that!” So saying, she grabbed his head from behind and squashed it into her engorging boobs. “Mmm. That feels nice. Are you enjoying it?” He gave a muffled assent, and she let him go, backing up a little bit. “Oh really? Let me see for myself.” Grinning, she gripped the waist of the sweatpants he'd worn to bed and yanked them quickly off his legs, taking his boxers with them. His cock sprang straight up, almost painfully hard from the valley of boobs he'd just had his face buried in.
“Oh!” she said, feigning surprise. “Is that all for little old me?” She grinned again. “Well, maybe not so little. Still, I'm flattered. Now, what to do with that?” She winked at him before lowering her swelling breasts down onto his cock, rubbing the shaft along her cleavage. Her huge breasts wobbled with the motion, and suddenly they both heard a loud ripping sound as the camisole split apart, the holes caused by her nipples destroying the front as the back shredded in multiple places and the top flew off of her in pieces. “Oops! I guess these big titties of mine were just too much for that poor little camisole...” she said, grinning even wider. “Oh well!” She slid his cock in between her fleshy orbs, wrapping it entirely in tit flesh with room to spare. He grunted in satisfaction. “Mmm, you like that, little Will?”
“Ah! God, it feels fantastic!” he said, still slightly shocked at being able to do this with the formerly small-breasted Carla. Her tits were enormous now, enveloping his penis in warm, soft flesh. The sensation was incredible.
“Hmm...wonder how this is going to feel?” She winked at him and shifted her position, sliding her boobs off of him. He was momentarily disappointed...until she bent lower, bringing her face down toward his lap. The motion caused something to loudly tear apart in her pajama bottoms; she giggled, shrugged, and returned her focus to his crotch. She stuck out her tongue (which, at a glance, now looked almost as big as his palm) and flicked it lightly against his cock, then wrapped her full, velvety lips around it, taking the whole thing into her mouth, where she continued to stroke her tongue along it.
“Oh my god!” he cried. “This is even better than tit-fucking you! Your mouth is aaaaaahhhh...” he groaned wordlessly as she lapped at him, her large tongue swirling gently around the head before sliding back and forth along the shaft. She'd had problems before with getting his entire length into her mouth without hitting the back of her throat; tonight, though, she had no such trouble. He began to buck his hips, feeling his manhood sliding against her soft lips. She moaned in delight and bobbed her head gently, adding to the sensation. After several moments of this, they could both tell he was getting close to climax, so he was disappointed and confused when she slowly pulled her mouth free of his cock, giving its tip a kiss with her plump lips before raising her head and meeting his eyes. “Aww, why did you—Jesus,” he said, belatedly realizing she was eye-to-eye with him despite still being bent at the waist. “How big are you now?” he asked, wide-eyed.
“Hmmm...good question,” she said, her face beaming. “Let me see...” So saying, she slowly stood up before him, striking an impressive figure as she did so. Her head grazed the nine-foot ceiling, her even-bigger breasts thrusting proudly out from her chest, her hips having torn large holes in the skintight pajamas that now only covered her from thighs to above her knees, her ass having torn through the back of the pants, her soaking white panties revealed and outlining every inch of her pussy, which was almost at Will's eye level where he sat. His eyes traveled up and down her body, drinking in her appearance.
“Holy hell. You're like sex incarnate,” he said after a moment of stunned silence.
"Flattery will get you everywhere," she replied with a grin. She pushed him down onto his back with a hand the size of a dinner plate, then climbed up on the bed on her knees. It creaked under her increased weight, and he was a bit nervous at seeing that the thighs spread out to either side of him were longer than his torso.
This particular comparison hadn't escaped her notice either. She sat back on her haunches, positioning her crotch near his, and smiled down at him, her face so far up that she would've been standing over him at her old height.
"Wow, my legs are so long!" she said. "I wonder how tall I am now..." She shrugged, the motion causing her massive breasts to sway hypnotically. "Doesn't matter. I'm sure I'm more than enough woman for you, huh little guy?" When he nodded enthusiastically, she giggled. "And anyway, I'm still growing."
As if to punctuate her statement, the bed groaned beneath them. Will could see her knees inching forward in his peripheral vision. Her overstressed pajama pants were covering less and less of her thighs, her smooth, creamy skin showing through several tears in the seams. "Hmm, these little pajamas just won't do to cover up my long, sexy legs," she said.
"Maybe you should take them off," he said, leering up at the giant bombshell Carla had become.
"But they're so tight, I don't know if I can! What's a growing girl to do?" she pouted.
"Should I go get some scissors?" Will said, staring at the incredibly tight fabric wrapped around her legs like a second skin.
"That would work, but I've got a better idea," she said, winking down at him. Suddenly, he felt a shifting motion in her legs, and the bed began to creak in a rhythm, accompanied by the sound of fabric ripping. It took him a few seconds to realize that she was flexing the muscles in her thighs, rapidly tensing and relaxing them. The outward push against the pajamas quickly expanded the tears along the seams until, with a sudden, violent burst of noise, they ripped apart, the scraps of the front half lying shredded atop her still-expanding thighs. He could see red lines in her skin where the pants had been digging in.
"Aaah. That feels so much better," she purred. "And speaking of feeling better..." she shifted her position above him, bringing her crotch into close contact with his dick, harder than ever as he stared up at her sexy form. "Mmm. Nice," she breathed, rubbing the center of her drenched panties up and down along his shaft. Will was amazed at the sensation- he could feel the heat and wetness emanating from her double-sized pussy. Her tight panties had been pulled in between her lips as she outgrew them, leaving nothing to the imagination.
"Now how are you going to get those off?" he said with a smirk.
"Like this." She hooked a thumb into the waistband of her underwear, stretched so far it looked like a string. With a quick tug, she snapped it, then did the same to the other side. He could feel a twitch in her giant snatch as each side broke. A moment later, she raised her pelvis and pulled the broken panties out from beneath her, then lowered her huge, hot, dripping pussy down onto his cock.
"Oh god!" she cried as she slid down, taking his whole length inside of her. This was a new experience for both of them, as she'd previously been a bit too small to handle all of him. Now, she easily accepted his cock with room to spare. If anything, he wondered if he might be too small- she had to be at least twelve or thirteen feet tall now, and while he was pretty well-hung, he couldn't possibly feel very big to her.
She wasn't complaining, though. She began to rhythmically slide up and down, grinding her pussy against his rock-hard shaft, pleasurable moans escaping her lips. He drank in the sight of her: head thrown back, back arched, colossal breasts bouncing delightfully up and down with her motions. Despite their size difference, he could still reach her mammoth melons, and did so eagerly, tweaking her enormous nipples. She gasped in ecstasy, and Will was amazed when they stiffened and expanded to almost the size of his palm. They continued like that for a few minutes, the still-growing Carla enthusiastically riding him, until the bed's creaks started getting louder and more ominous.
“Uh oh. I think I'm—aaaah!--getting too big for this little bed,” she said with a smile. “And I'd hate to think what would happen if you were under me and it collapsed...” Reluctantly, she stopped her motions and rose off of him, still bent over to keep her head from hitting the ceiling.
“Aww,” he groaned in disappointment. “That felt really fucking good.”
“You say that like we're done,” she replied with a wink. “I have an idea.” So saying, she pulled him to a standing position—which put his face even with her groin, her stomach arcing over him and her huge breasts hanging down, resting against the back of his head. She giggled. “Ooh, if I didn't have something else in mind, I'd say you were the perfect height,” she said.
“For what? This?” Unable to resist the temptation, he ran his tongue along her slit, tasting her juices.
Carla cried out at the sensation, and much louder as his tongue swirled around her enlarged clit. “Oh my god! You realize I could just make you do that instead...”
He grinned, though she couldn't see it. “Duly noted. So what was your plan?”
“Well...” She gently nudged him aside with a hand large enough to wrap around his ribcage, then moved herself around until her upper body was lying stretched out on the bed, her spread legs extending out to either side and resting on the floor. Even in this position, her feet nearly reached the wall of the bedroom, and Will found himself trapped in a triangle of her legs and the wall, with her womanhood at its apex. “This way I don't put all my weight on the bed. And if it does collapse, you won't be hurt under me.”
“I like the way you think!” he said, eagerly stepping up to the bed. Her pussy was enormous! Its opening started below his cock and rose up to just below his ribs. Her scent was intoxicating this close, and he felt painfully hard.
“What are you waiting for, little man?” she said, raising her head to look at him over her mountainous tits.
“Good question,” he said, slipping his penis into her and pumping hard. She started to moan in bliss again, even though he knew he had to feel even smaller than before. As he watched, she kept growing while he fucked her, her vagina rising slowly but steadily higher before him and the bed starting to complain again. Inspiration suddenly struck him and he reached down to touch her clit with his hand, the nub of flesh so big it nearly filled his palm. She screamed so loud the windows rattled as he started to stroke it with his fingers.
“AAAAAH! Oh my god that feels so fucking aaaaaaaaaaaa!” her moans and cries increased in volume and intensity as he picked up speed, thrusting his cock as hard and deep as he could into her expanding snatch while his hand worked her clit. Carla's exclamations reached a crescendo as he bent his head to lick her huge clit and nuzzle it with his lips; she screamed and thrashed, her left foot punching a hole in the wall with a loud THUD as her right splintered the wooden floor. Her orgasm hit and her pussy spasmed, clenching around his cock with a force he could feel like a wave, and that put him over the edge as well. He came forcefully (well, it seemed that way to him, at least), gradually slowing down his thrusting and the motions of his hand as she slowly came down from her climax, panting and gasping. Her leg twitched and knocked over the nightstand.
“......Wow,” she finally managed to say. “That was...incredible.”
“Yeah,” he replied breathlessly. “I've heard an orgasm being described as 'the earth moved,' but that was ridiculous,” he added, a goofy grin on his face.
She rolled her eyes and shook her huge head. “That might be a new record for the corniest joke I've ever heard,” she said.
Suddenly, the extremely loud groaning of tortured metal filled the room; seconds later, the bed frame collapsed under Carla, carrying her and the mattress and box springs down to the floor. It was an impact the box spring didn't survive, its frame breaking beneath her falling weight. She sat up, a shocked expression on her face, her body compressing the mattress and her dark hair brushing against the ceiling. “Holy fuck. How big am I?”
“Uhhh...well, you're definitely bigger than Ruby was,” Will replied after a short stunned silence. He glanced at the top of her head grazing the ceiling. “Um...I'd say about eighteen feet.”
“What?! Shit, I wasn't supposed to get THIS big!” she wailed. “Oww!” she shouted as her head pressed hard against the ceiling.
“Oh fuck. You're still growing,” Will said.