Big Surprises (Mini-GTS/Gentle/18+)

[pseudoclever]

Chapter Nine


My brain was running a little slow, and so it took me awhile to figure out exactly what was happening. By the time I had managed to put two and two together, Kristen had taken hold of my partially deflated cock, and was stroking between her fingers. Usually I hate to be touched like this immediately after an orgasm ? I'm far too sensitive. But for some reason that wasn't a problem this time; my manhood quickly sprang to life again under her gentle attention. Although her efforts might have been aided by the mysterious oily substance that she had poured on me. It felt as though my crotch was coated in slippery, warm syrup, and as she caressed me it was growing hotter and hotter. My nerves sang out with such clarity as I have never experienced before, and within seconds I found myself nearing another orgasm, bucking my hips in time to her motions.

In the midst of this ocean of pleasure I was becoming aware of an odd sensation. It was almost as though my girlfriend's hands were getting smaller, though that wasn't it exactly. For a moment I worried that the potion might be wearing off, and that Kristen was returning to her normal size. One glance at her dispelled this fear ? she was as big and as beautiful as ever, a living wet dream. I looked down at her in confusion, trying to figure out what was happening. What I saw made my jaw drop open in surprise. Kristen's hands weren't smaller ? my cock was getting bigger! It had already stretched out to a respectable eight inches, and looked as though it were still growing.

She caught my eye, and gave me a naughty grin. ?If I'm going to be such a big girl, I thought you might need a little bit of an upgrade to be able to satisfy me,? she explained. ?But I think I might have overdone it.? She started to stroke me faster, and I could feel a powerful heat radiating through my loins. ?I mean, just LOOK at you baby. What am I going to DO with all of that??

Good question. The better she was making me feel, the more my cock was reacting with the potion. I had to be at least ten inches now, and even in her enlarged state there was no way Kristen could handle all of that. Truth be told, there had been times in our relationship when even my decidedly average length had been too much for her.

Obviously, Kristen was a few steps ahead of me on this problem. ?Well, if you're going to get THIS much bigger...what's a poor girl like me to do?? She pretended to ponder this for a moment, then snapped her fingers. ?I've got it. What's good for the gander....? She brought her face down, resting her chin on my inner thigh. My member still dripped with excess potion, and as I stared on in wonder, she began to lick. ?...is good for the goose.?

She sucked my length into her mouth the best she could, only managing to take in the first couple of inches. I felt her tongue begin to swirl around the head dick, and the noise that came from me was not so much a moan as a shout of pleasure. Without removing me from her mouth, she climbed on to the bed beside me and positioned the lower half of her body next to my head. I could see little droplets of her juices glittering like dew on the edges of her lips, and I automatically reached out to touch her. My finger delicately traced the contours of her slit, and she thrust herself against me hungrily.

The walls of the room reverberated with the sounds of lovemaking. Our voices melded together, becoming one great cry of ecstasy. Kristen was growing again, her feet gradually approaching the edge of the bed as her body expanded. Watching this happen threw my libido into overdrive, and giving up all pretenses of teasing her, I thrust two fingers deep inside her soaking pussy. She moaned, her voice somewhat muffled by my overlarge cock, and redoubled her efforts.

Kristen's body was surging ever larger, and she had to bend at the waist to keep her womanhood within my reach. I watched her breasts as they plumped outward, heaving and jiggling as she gasped for air. Eventually she rolled off the bed, and stood before me. I sat up, my mind a convoluted jumble of stimuli as I waited to see what she was going to do next. I wasn't in the best state of mind for doing geometry, but I guessed that she was easily more than seven feet tall now, perhaps as much as seven foot three.

?You know, when you first told me about this fantasy of yours, I didn't quite understand what you saw in this whole idea of having a girl be taller than you,? she said, dropping to her knees in front of me. Even in this position her head was a bit higher than mine. ?But now...I really think I could get used to this. I'm so much bigger than you, so much stronger. I can do whatever I want,? Kristen purred, running her fingernails down my stomach, to my inner thigh. ?And you can't stop me. Not that you'd want to anyway.? She took me in her mouth again, licking my manhood like a lolly pop. It took me a moment to realize that she was trying to make me extra wet, lubricating me in a thick layer of her saliva. I thought I knew what was coming...I hoped, I prayed I knew....

I did. She arched her back, hefting her massive bosom forward, and pressed her soft, succulent mounds directly into my crotch. Kristen began to gyrate her hips, moving her body up and down so that my cock slid against the sides of her wondrous breasts. ?Bet you never thought I'd be able to do this with my little B-cups, huh baby?? she asked, her eyes smoldering with lust. She brought her hands up to press her boobs together, squeezing me tightly between them. It was indescribable bliss. I've never been with a girl who was well endowed enough do this to me. Being a bit of a breast man, I've always wondered what it might be like. Kristen's performance was beyond my wildest expectations. The look of triumph of her face told me she was enjoying it too.

There were other ways I could tell how much fun she was having. Kristen's head was at least two inches higher than it had been when she'd started, and her bust, already as big as any I had ever seen, continued to swell around me. She could clearly feel this happening, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she let the sensation of growth overtake her. For the time being, neither of us cared how freakishly tall Kristen was becoming, or about all the problems it was sure to present. Ours was a two person universe, with no room for thought of anything or anyone else.

She inhaled the tip of my penis into her mouth, all the while rubbing her luscious breasts along my shaft. Even as big as my cock had become, I was absolutely lost in the acreage of her cleavage. She abruptly pressed herself hard into the base of my manhood and nibbled at the skin just under my head, and that was all I could take. I came, for the second time in ten minutes. Kristen swallowed every drop, her body spurting larger with each mouthful.

I felt myself go limp. I fell backward but she reached out to catch me, grabbing hold of my shoulders. With her hand propping me up, she climbed to her feet. I looked up at her wearily. The word ?big? didn't do her justice. She had to be more than eight feet tall, and there wasn't a single millimeter of her that was anything less than perfect. Her breasts were huge, supple orbs of desire incarnate, and the curve of her hips could've made an hourglass jealous.

Every part of my body was tingling, my head felt as though it were full with thick, sticky molasses. For the moment I was content to sit here with my girlfriend and bask in the afterglow. Kristen, it seemed, had other things on her mind.

?I hope you don't think you're done, little man,? she snarled. ?Because you still have a whole lot of woman to satisfy.? She started down at me, arms crossed, brows furrowed. The impression was one of a prison guard, or a playground bully. And...there was something about her eyes. I could see a dark glint of steel within them, something I have never seen there before and hope never to see again. My stomach clenched, my palms began to sweat ? I felt awfully small all of a sudden.

Still glaring at me, Kristen put one finger on the center of my chest, and with a little flick of her wrist she pushed. Either she didn't know her own strength, or she was really trying to show me who was boss. In either case, I felt myself fly backward, landing spread eagle on the bed. Grinning evilly she climbed onto the mattress, the springs groaning in protest, and positioned her colossal body above me. I looked up ? and up ? at her, the first real tendrils of fear starting to creep into my heart. Her smile widened, the cold look still in her eyes, and with a quick motion she thrust her crotch into my face. A strange cry of animal terror came from my throat, and I threw my hands up in horror.