WANK Magazine #2

[humble.fool]

As a follow-up to WANK Magazine #1 (http://www.process-productions.com/f...ad.php?t=17091), I present WANK Magazine #2, a delightful story of a woman who gets bigger as a man has sex with her. Enjoy.

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WANK Magazine #2

Mike exchanged a quick "Hello" with his next-door-neighbor as they passed each other on the stairs to their floor, and, hoping he didn't seem too excited, made his way to his apartment. He left the groceries sitting in the kitchen and pulled out of the bag his purchase from the bookstore: something called WANK Magazine.

Mike generally wasn't the kind of person to actually buy dirty magazines. He got most of his porn on the internet, and generally for free, but the cover had intrigued him. The model was shot from behind, her quite fine ass covered only by a powder-blue microbikini, in a house that was too small for her -- the classic "Alice in Wonderland" shot. She had her hands against the ceiling, and she was bent over due to the lack of space. "Alyssa Banks Says 'Eat Me!' In Our Latest Photoshoot!" The cover blurb read.

Mike was himself not a short man. He stood six-and-a-half feet tall, but had just one rule for any woman he might date: she had to be taller than him. Mike loved huge women. He loved everything about them; their general confidence, their natural power, the way they made him feel short. He flipped open the magazine and started looking for the cover shoot.

Alyssa watched him turn the pages, a smirk creeping onto her face. "Looking for something?" She finally said.

Mike just about leapt out of his skin and spun around to the door, where the voice had come from. "Who the hell are you?!"

She smiled and stepped forward. "Alyssa Banks, in the flesh," she said, placing her hands on her hips and striking a pose. "What, don't you recognize me?"

Mike realized that he did. She was wearing the exact same outfit that she had on the cover -- that is, nothing but a normal-looking cloud-blue bikini bottom. Her naked breasts sat lightly against her body, which was lightly tanned and fit-looking.

"But how?"

"Magic." She winked. "That's not really important, though." She frowned at the face Mike made as he stood up. "What?"

"I was hoping you'd be, well, taller. The cover made you look like a giant, but here you are, and you're a foot shorter than I am."

Alyssa rubbed her chin. "I guess you didn't get a chance to read the accompanying article, did you? Here, hand me the magazine." She took it from him, opened it up, and started to read.

"Hi there, readers! I'm Alyssa, and for as long as I can remember, I've been neurotic about my body.

"I know that sounds like the start for some sort of Adjectives-Anonymous meeting, but it's true! When I was young I worried if I was growing in the right way. When I was a teenager, I worried if my breasts were getting big enough. Now that I'm 20, I'm worried that I'm losing control of my height. You see, whenever a man starts licking away at my pussy, strange things start to happen. The biggest thing is that my normally five-foot-six body begins to grow bigger.

"Some of you think that's crazy-talk, but it's true! I discovered this in high school when my boy at the time and I started doing a little experimenting with oral sex. Boy, was he in for a shock when I went from five-foot-nothing to past eight feet just from his tongue!

"It's not just my height that changes. My whole body gets bigger, and my breasts just swell up like tomatoes on the vine! My ass, which is pretty spectacular even when I'm at my 'normal' height, goes out-of-control, and just gets massive!"

As she was speaking, she'd made her way to the foot of his bed, and now she set the magazine down. "What do you think about that, Mike?"

"What do I think...?" He looked at her dumbly for a moment, then brightened. "I think I want to test out just how big you can get."

"Atta boy." She tugged at the strings of her bikini-bottom, which fell open, revealing her lovely pussy. "See, I'm already excited." She lightly brushed her lips, which were glittering wet, and spread her knees as far as she could.

Mike needed no more encouragement, and dove right in. Almost immediately, he could see her start to swell larger, her thighs plumping up and flexing beside his head. "Mmm, ahh, ooh! You're not too bad at this, you know," she said, smiling down at him.

"I can do most things pretty well, with the right motivation," he countered, and thrust his tongue forward, eliciting another moan and spurt of growth from Alyssa.

She cupped one of her breasts with her hand. "My breasts are always the first to start blowing up," she said, sounding delighted, "and look how big they already are!" She'd had what Mike would have pegged as on the larger side of B-cups, but now they were at least D's and still growing, the breast she was fondling overflowing her palm quite completely.

Her slit was bigger now, too, giving Mike even more room to try his skills. He brought up one of his hands and started using his fingers, to which Alyssa gave another groan. "H-hey! That's cheating!"

She was nearing seven feet tall. "Mmm, there goes my ass." She said, and Mike reached around to check out this newest development. He ran his hand down her waist, admiring the transition from her still-thin midsection to her soft round bubble-butt. He gave it a little squeeze, and she shivered.

As she crested eight feet tall, Mike pulled away from her crotch and, getting to his feet, asked, "So, what's the biggest you've ever gotten?"

Alyssa stood up too, and, looking down at him past her breasts, said, "Well, for the photoshoot in the magazine, I was about sixteen feet tall, and I had one night where I got up to twenty feet tall through three different sessions. I don't normally get much bigger than this, though, before my partners just start getting intimidated and quit." She stretched out, bumping her hands against the low ceiling. "I'm glad you stopped, though, because before we go any further..." She walked toward the hallway. "Here, follow me."

Mike followed her through his small apartment to the door, which, after she knocked on it a few times, Alyssa opened, then ducked through. "Come on."

Mike blinked in confusion as he walked out of his apartment into what looked like the house that the photoshoot in WANK had been taken in. "How..."

"Magic." She winked at him. "Here, we won't have to worry about me kicking a hole in your wall."

It was a large, high-ceilinged room, European in flavor, although without a distinguishable nationality. The centerpiece of the room, which Mike supposed had to be a bedroom, was an enormous bed, almost fifteen feet square.

Alyssa lay herself out on the bed. "Now, where were we?"

Mike wasted no time diving right back in, and Alyssa squirmed in appreciation. She arched her back and slid her hips forward, shoving her pussy right into Mike's face. In moments she had passed ten feet and was not slowing down.

Mike caught sight of her breasts, which were now each at least as large as her head. They wobbled gently from her movements, like giant piles of gelatin. He did some serious tongue thrusting and was rewarded not just with a spurt of growth overall, but the additional fantastic sight of her breasts getting even larger on her enormous frame.

They continued on like this -- Mike sucking, licking, and nibbling away, and Alyssa thrashing and growing bigger and sexier -- until, after one especially large growth, Mike ran out of bed. With a yelp, he slid backward and fell on his ass. Alyssa sat up quickly and banged her head on the ceiling.

"Ow! Ah, Mike, are you alright?" Rubbing her forehead, she ducked and slid off the bed, her huge body towering over Mike, who was lying on his back on the ground.

"It looks like we've outgrown the bed," he quipped.

Alyssa smiled. "I've outgrown the bed, you mean. You haven't changed a bit." She suddenly shivered and, as Mike watched, perceptibly grew. "Ohh. Ah..."

"Alyssa?" Mike said, worried, as he rose to his feet.

Alyssa's face wore an expression of worried bliss. "The other reason I don't often get this big, Mike -- oooh -- is that as I get bigger, the closer and closer I feel I'm nearing some tipping point, after which I don't know what might -- mmm -- happen." She was still growing in fits and starts, her arms wrapped around her midsection. "Even the breeze is so arousing that I just can't help but get a little bigger!"

"Here, sit down." Mike took hold of her enormous forearm and carefully guided her to the floor, her ass spreading out as she settled down. She was truly titanic, her huge breasts about level with Mike's head, looking for all the world like some succulent fruit.

Mike stepped forward. "I don't care how large you get, Alyssa; I think you're beautiful." He tried to kiss her, but ended up in her cleavage, arms wide open, caressing as much as he could.

She let out a monstrous moan. "Every bit of me feels like it's on fire!" His dick was sandwiched between the two of them, pressing hard against her firm belly. She grew a foot. Then another, and her head banged into the ceiling. "This... is it!" She gritted out from between her teeth. "I'm almost there!"

With a sickening crunch, Alyssa's head broke through the ceiling. Her breasts soon followed, and soon Mike lost sight of most of her body as the building collapsed around them. Her giant hand was holding him tight against her stomach, the skin of which he could feel spreading beneath his body. The sensation finally drove him over the edge, and he came in great white globs all over her belly.

For a few minutes, all was dark as her hand totally covered Mike. Then, after he could feel her moving around, Alyssa drew her hand away. He fell backward onto it, and stared.

"Hi, Mike."

She was titanic, Mike thought, and realized that even that word wasn't enough to describe her immense size. He guessed she was around 400 feet tall, maybe, but he could have been off by a factor of two and not have been able to tell. Her breasts were absolutely stupendous, the size of blimps, and looking amazingly firm and perky. Her entire body seemed magnified, perfected by her newfound enormity.

"Alyssa! You're gigantic!"

She giggled. "Yep! And I've got you to thank. And I'm still growing." She squeezed one giant breast in seeming confirmation of this fact. "Sadly, this is where we part ways."

"Huh?" Already, Mike could feel himself growing faint. A darkness was creeping into the edges of his vision. "You've got to go?"

"I've got to keep on growing, Mike, and you can't come along."

The wind was picking up, and Mike realized that they were rushing upward, her growth picking up speed. He blinked a few times, trying to focus on her face, but everything was going dark. "Alyssa..."

"Goodbye, Mike." She blew him a kiss, and then everything faded to black.

***

Mike awoke on his bed, the issue of WANK Magazine lying beside him. He blinked and rubbed his eyes. "What a hell of a dream," he muttered.

"Shit! The groceries!" He sprinted into the kitchen, and was relieved to see that they were already put away. Had he done that before he went to look at the magazine? He must have.

He went to open the refrigerator for a soda, and noticed a scrap of blue fabric on the door. It, along with a note, were stuck there with a magnet. He grabbed them.

"Hi Mike! I made sure everything was put away for you before I left. Keep the bikini as a souvenir! --Alyssa"

Mike mailed off his subscription card the very same day.

[Logan73]

One word: Awesome.

[Wulfsbane]

Indeed! "Awesome"!

[qzar9999]

Quite good. And, er, aptly named.

[supermikeman]

I think a dickgirl one might be cool. (If you're into that)

[BlazingBarrager]

Damn that was nice.

[pseudoclever]

Seriously, wow. Short, but focused and extremely well put-together. And amazing sex description. A+