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

SinisterTwin · 06-05-2009

I'm lovin' this so far.

pseudoclever · 06-07-2009

And now, the conclusion of Big Surprises

?Honey,? I called, walking back to the bedroom. ?I've got a big surprise for you.?

?What's that?? she said, starting to sit up.

?I just said, it's a surprise. Lie down, close your eyes, and don't open them until I tell you.?

?Ooooh, exciting,? she said, complying with my request. Lifting the bottle of green liquid, I marveled at the way it refracted light passing through it, almost like a prism. Time to find out just what this stuff could do.

Several months earlier I had made an impromptu trip to the grocery store one night after work, and remembered that I was all out of condoms. As I was trying to decide whether to get the ones that were ribbed for her pleasure or extra thin or mine, I spied a new product on the shelf in a small, unassuming box. For some reason it caught my eye, and I picked it up to get a better look.

The name of the product, as displayed in elegant gold script on the packaging, was Zestra. The label made the dubious claim to increase female sensitivity threefold, using ?a unique blend of ancient herbal and modern scientific compounds.? Checking the price tag, I saw it was outrageously expensive ? twenty dollars for a tiny bottle!

I held the box in my hand for a quite awhile, just looking at it. In these situations I tend to do a sort of cost-benefit analysis. I weighed the value I would place in such a product, divided by the price, multiplied by the fractional chance that it would actually do what it promised. In the end I was swayed more by the fact that I'd just had a great day on the road, making more than double my usual tip money, than by any real belief. Hope springs eternal, I suppose.

Much to my surprise, Zestra worked exactly as advertised, and boy did it ever make for an interesting evening. The only problem was that the high price made using it regularly infeasible ? as it turned out, twenty dollars only bought enough for about three uses. So I had kept it, like a silver bullet, for nights that I really wanted to make special.

There had only been one dose of Zestra left in the bottle, and I had just filled it back to the brim with her growth potion. For a moment I reconsidered my plan. That had been one hell of a lot of potion. Besides that, there was no way to know how these two substances ? one scientific, one magical ? would interact. It was entirely possible that I was about to make a horrible mistake. Yet once again, as loudly as my logical brain made these arguments, my decision had already been made.

I stepped forward to stand before my enormous girlfriend and, setting my jaw in determination, turned the bottle upside down above her. It began to drip out onto Kristen's pelvis, and slowly trickled down to coat the puffy pink lips of her vagina. She gasped, squirming around in a way that was impossibly cute for a girl of her prodigious size, but dutifully kept her eyes shut.

I bent down to massage the oily substance into her womanhood, knowing that I had only to bide my time now. My skin was being enveloped by an electric tingling sensation where the mixture had touched me, almost as though it was charged with a vast amount of potential energy. A strange sort of calm enveloped me. The only things I was aware of were the feel of my fingertips caressing her slit, the sound of her breathing, and the rise and fall of her gigantic chest.

At first I was mostly concerned with making sure that Kristen absorbed every single drop of the lotion. Soon I could see the tell-tale signs of Zestra doing its thing. Her clit was swelling larger ? that is, even larger than an eight foot girl would already have. Her lips were turning a deeper red. She was fidgeting back and forth uncomfortably. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps. Time to take it up a level.

I pressed the flat of my palm against her pussy, the opening now as big across as my hand, and ground against her. ?Oh, oh god Justin. It's...it's amazing.? She was practically writhing on the bed before me, her head lolling about as she lost herself in ecstasy. I gradually slid two fingers inside her, pushing in as deep as I could reach before just as slowly pulling out again. I continued this pattern, adding a jerk of my wrist here or a press into her g-spot there, whatever I felt was appropriate. And all the while I was building up speed, moving faster, and faster.

I was so engrossed in my work that it was long time before I realized just how much she had grown. It was the sound of her moans that broke me from my trace, specifically the way they were reverberating off the walls with ear-splitting volume. The bed was creaking loudly, and her legs, hanging over the edge, were creeping across the floor as they lengthened. Kristen's breasts had grown so much that, laying prone as she was, I could no longer see her face over them. I guessed that she was nine feet tall now, and still just getting warmed up. It was too early to know the full consequences of my actions. All I could tell was that she was going to be big. The biggest girl ever to exist, by a wide margin. And she was all mine.

?Kristen,? I whispered in my most seductive voice. She lifted herself up to stare at me, her eyes wild and untamed like a lioness on the African savannah. ?I just wanted to make sure you knew that you were growing. I mixed your growth potion in with the last of the Zestra.? Her eyes widened in surprise. ?You're growing Kristen,? I repeated, as she continued to give out little grunts and moans of pleasure. ?You're growing so big, growing so fast. And I love every single inch of you.?

She smiled at me, and it was without a doubt the happiest smile I've ever seen. ?Baby...ooh...I...I love you too.?

?I'm glad. Now let's see just how much bigger we can make you.? I began to thrust deep inside her again, stroking her pussy with renewed vigor. Three fingers, then four. She was surging up so fast now that I kept having to get out of the way of her expanding body. Kristen was making our Queen-sized bed look tiny, its entire surface only just big enough to hold her torso. She was absolutely soaking wet, her juices squirting out freely and covering my hands, arms and stomach. I had never seen her like this before. It might have been the effects of the Zestra, or the growth serum. But if you ask me, I think that in this case, power was the ultimate aphrodisiac.

Kristen was at least ten feet tall. She thrashed around on the bed, screaming at the top of her lungs as an unimaginable amount of pleasure wracked her body. I started to worry for my safety ? it would be so easy for her to lift one of her legs and accidently kick me on the side of the head. The only thing I could do was stay right where I was and hope for the best. Besides, I was utterly enthralled with the sight of her growth, and I had a front row view.

My hands were a blur as I touched her, my entire fist entering her over and over again while my other hand fondled her gigantic clitoris. The tenor of her moans changed, her body jerked and spasmed, and with an earth-shattering howl she came. The bed finally gave out beneath her as she swelled larger, the legs breaking off as it crashed to the floor. A thick stream of her come spayed out, soaking my entire body in her slippery, pungent liqueur.

Kristen lifted her head, her face flushed and covered with sweat. ?Alright, enough playing around,? she growled menacingly. ?You. Inside me. Right now.? She extended her long, muscular arms and with no apparent effort lifted me off the floor. Kristen was twelve feet tall now, twice my size, and several times stronger. And yet as she picked me up she was as gentle as a lamb.

She drew me toward her, positioning my body between her legs, then with a tiny flick of her wrists pushed my cock inside her. We moaned in unison as our bodies met in this most ancient and magical act of human kind. Kristen's pussy was beyond belief, so warm and velvety soft, and it took all my self control not to come in the first five seconds.

I was glad to have my enhanced manhood to work with here, but even so, she had grown so much.... Taking our relative sizes into account, my ten inch cock would have seemed much smaller to her now than my six inch had when she was normal size. The moment this thought crossed my mind I felt her powerful vaginal muscles flex, tightly squeezing my cock. My girlfriend had a solution for every problem.

Kristen had maneuvered herself to place her back against one wall of the room, and when I turned I could see that her legs were getting close to reaching all the way to the opposite wall. My head, which had previously come to rest on the soft mounds of her breasts, had now slipped as low as her sternum. She must have been growing at an unbelievable speed. At the same time, I could feel a powerful tingling in my manhood. Despite her tremendous size, Kristen's pussy was beginning to feel a little snug. Two could play at the growing game, it seemed.

She seemed to almost glow with a kind of mystical aura of sensuality. Her body dripped with sweat, her juices were leaking out all over me. The smell of her body was everywhere, and I couldn't get enough of it. Both of us were crying out in exaltation. ?Oh god Kristen, you're so beautiful...I'm...nggh...gonna come!?

?Me too...come with me baby!? I looked deep into the twin oceans that were her eyes, feeling this capsule of reality floating away in the jumbled chaos of the universe.

I have a personal belief about time, though the science may not exist to support it. Every moment of our lives that passes doesn't just disappear into the ether, never to return. Somewhere it still exists, like a frame in the slide show of reality. It gives me comfort to think that, in some dimension, this particular moment is still going on, and will continue to do so forever. If there is such a thing as a heaven, perhaps it simply means that when I die I will get to return to that frame, and spend a happy eternity reliving it.

We lay together, gasping for the sweat breath of life. Kristen lifted me from her chest with one titanic hand and placed me on her stomach. Comfortable and warm, I rested my head on the pillows of her wondrous breasts. From this position I found that even if I stretched out as far as I could with my feet, I couldn't quite reach her bellybutton.

She was still pressing her back against the wall, and in order to fit in the room she'd had to slide down and fold up her knees into what looked like an extremely awkward position. With a quick mental calculation, I realized that she was perhaps twenty, if not twenty five feet tall. She was looking down at me with an exhausted, bemused expression, seeming more interested in how I was reacting than anything else. ?Well,? she sighed at last. ?You DID say you love tall chicks.?

?Correction,? I said, rolling over and hugging her the best I could. ?I love A tall chick.? She petted me tenderly. I paused, trying to decide how best to bring up an issue I'd been worrying about. ?There is a way for us to get back to normal, isn't there??

Her silence was deafening. My heart pounded in my chest as I waited for her to respond. At long lost, I felt more than heard her chuckle beneath me. ?De la cura, viene el dinero,? she murmured.

?What??

?Remember I told you how the shaman gave me a great deal on this potion??

I felt a lump building in my throat. ?Yeah??

?Before I went to see Alonso, my co-worker had a warning about him. Or more specifically, about the way shamans do business. He said, 'De la cura, viene el dinero.' Roughly translated, it means, 'All the profit is in the antidotes.'?
---------------------End-------------------------

Thanks for reading everybody. My next project is in the works, and at this point all I want to say is that it's multi-genre, different from everything else I've done, and really, really big. Oh, and it'll take quite awhile to get together, and it won't go up until it's done.

BTW, as much as I love all the positive comments, constructive criticism makes the next installment better.

Until next time!

LOD · 06-07-2009

Quote:

Originally Posted by pseudoclever

BTW, as much as I love all the positive comments, constructive criticism makes the next installment better.

Well to tell you the truth you don't leave us with much to nitpick about. And I don't feel like making an ass out of myself for posting about minor spelling mistakes, which is the only flaw I seem to have found.

Anyways thank you so much for taking your time to write this awesome story. In the short amount of time you have been posting you've improved, which is amazing seeing how your first story was almost perfect. You have to love your use of the process and your writing style( Seriously Stephen King better watch out if you decide to take up writing horror

). Seriously your ability to write graphic sexual acts is enough to make a man jealous

Thank you again for all your hard work and I hope to see your next story up soon.

06-05-2009	#1
SinisterTwin Frequent Poster Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: The city that rhymes with 'Fun' Posts: 249	Re: Big Surprises (Mini-GTS/Gentle/18+) I'm lovin' this so far.

06-07-2009	#2
pseudoclever Frequent Poster Join Date: Nov 2005 Posts: 309	Re: Big Surprises (Mini-GTS/Gentle/18+) And now, the conclusion of Big Surprises ?Honey,? I called, walking back to the bedroom. ?I've got a big surprise for you.? ?What's that?? she said, starting to sit up. ?I just said, it's a surprise. Lie down, close your eyes, and don't open them until I tell you.? ?Ooooh, exciting,? she said, complying with my request. Lifting the bottle of green liquid, I marveled at the way it refracted light passing through it, almost like a prism. Time to find out just what this stuff could do. Several months earlier I had made an impromptu trip to the grocery store one night after work, and remembered that I was all out of condoms. As I was trying to decide whether to get the ones that were ribbed for her pleasure or extra thin or mine, I spied a new product on the shelf in a small, unassuming box. For some reason it caught my eye, and I picked it up to get a better look. The name of the product, as displayed in elegant gold script on the packaging, was Zestra. The label made the dubious claim to increase female sensitivity threefold, using ?a unique blend of ancient herbal and modern scientific compounds.? Checking the price tag, I saw it was outrageously expensive ? twenty dollars for a tiny bottle! I held the box in my hand for a quite awhile, just looking at it. In these situations I tend to do a sort of cost-benefit analysis. I weighed the value I would place in such a product, divided by the price, multiplied by the fractional chance that it would actually do what it promised. In the end I was swayed more by the fact that I'd just had a great day on the road, making more than double my usual tip money, than by any real belief. Hope springs eternal, I suppose. Much to my surprise, Zestra worked exactly as advertised, and boy did it ever make for an interesting evening. The only problem was that the high price made using it regularly infeasible ? as it turned out, twenty dollars only bought enough for about three uses. So I had kept it, like a silver bullet, for nights that I really wanted to make special. There had only been one dose of Zestra left in the bottle, and I had just filled it back to the brim with her growth potion. For a moment I reconsidered my plan. That had been one hell of a lot of potion. Besides that, there was no way to know how these two substances ? one scientific, one magical ? would interact. It was entirely possible that I was about to make a horrible mistake. Yet once again, as loudly as my logical brain made these arguments, my decision had already been made. I stepped forward to stand before my enormous girlfriend and, setting my jaw in determination, turned the bottle upside down above her. It began to drip out onto Kristen's pelvis, and slowly trickled down to coat the puffy pink lips of her vagina. She gasped, squirming around in a way that was impossibly cute for a girl of her prodigious size, but dutifully kept her eyes shut. I bent down to massage the oily substance into her womanhood, knowing that I had only to bide my time now. My skin was being enveloped by an electric tingling sensation where the mixture had touched me, almost as though it was charged with a vast amount of potential energy. A strange sort of calm enveloped me. The only things I was aware of were the feel of my fingertips caressing her slit, the sound of her breathing, and the rise and fall of her gigantic chest. At first I was mostly concerned with making sure that Kristen absorbed every single drop of the lotion. Soon I could see the tell-tale signs of Zestra doing its thing. Her clit was swelling larger ? that is, even larger than an eight foot girl would already have. Her lips were turning a deeper red. She was fidgeting back and forth uncomfortably. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps. Time to take it up a level. I pressed the flat of my palm against her pussy, the opening now as big across as my hand, and ground against her. ?Oh, oh god Justin. It's...it's amazing.? She was practically writhing on the bed before me, her head lolling about as she lost herself in ecstasy. I gradually slid two fingers inside her, pushing in as deep as I could reach before just as slowly pulling out again. I continued this pattern, adding a jerk of my wrist here or a press into her g-spot there, whatever I felt was appropriate. And all the while I was building up speed, moving faster, and faster. I was so engrossed in my work that it was long time before I realized just how much she had grown. It was the sound of her moans that broke me from my trace, specifically the way they were reverberating off the walls with ear-splitting volume. The bed was creaking loudly, and her legs, hanging over the edge, were creeping across the floor as they lengthened. Kristen's breasts had grown so much that, laying prone as she was, I could no longer see her face over them. I guessed that she was nine feet tall now, and still just getting warmed up. It was too early to know the full consequences of my actions. All I could tell was that she was going to be big. The biggest girl ever to exist, by a wide margin. And she was all mine. ?Kristen,? I whispered in my most seductive voice. She lifted herself up to stare at me, her eyes wild and untamed like a lioness on the African savannah. ?I just wanted to make sure you knew that you were growing. I mixed your growth potion in with the last of the Zestra.? Her eyes widened in surprise. ?You're growing Kristen,? I repeated, as she continued to give out little grunts and moans of pleasure. ?You're growing so big, growing so fast. And I love every single inch of you.? She smiled at me, and it was without a doubt the happiest smile I've ever seen. ?Baby...ooh...I...I love you too.? ?I'm glad. Now let's see just how much bigger we can make you.? I began to thrust deep inside her again, stroking her pussy with renewed vigor. Three fingers, then four. She was surging up so fast now that I kept having to get out of the way of her expanding body. Kristen was making our Queen-sized bed look tiny, its entire surface only just big enough to hold her torso. She was absolutely soaking wet, her juices squirting out freely and covering my hands, arms and stomach. I had never seen her like this before. It might have been the effects of the Zestra, or the growth serum. But if you ask me, I think that in this case, power was the ultimate aphrodisiac. Kristen was at least ten feet tall. She thrashed around on the bed, screaming at the top of her lungs as an unimaginable amount of pleasure wracked her body. I started to worry for my safety ? it would be so easy for her to lift one of her legs and accidently kick me on the side of the head. The only thing I could do was stay right where I was and hope for the best. Besides, I was utterly enthralled with the sight of her growth, and I had a front row view. My hands were a blur as I touched her, my entire fist entering her over and over again while my other hand fondled her gigantic clitoris. The tenor of her moans changed, her body jerked and spasmed, and with an earth-shattering howl she came. The bed finally gave out beneath her as she swelled larger, the legs breaking off as it crashed to the floor. A thick stream of her come spayed out, soaking my entire body in her slippery, pungent liqueur. Kristen lifted her head, her face flushed and covered with sweat. ?Alright, enough playing around,? she growled menacingly. ?You. Inside me. Right now.? She extended her long, muscular arms and with no apparent effort lifted me off the floor. Kristen was twelve feet tall now, twice my size, and several times stronger. And yet as she picked me up she was as gentle as a lamb. She drew me toward her, positioning my body between her legs, then with a tiny flick of her wrists pushed my cock inside her. We moaned in unison as our bodies met in this most ancient and magical act of human kind. Kristen's pussy was beyond belief, so warm and velvety soft, and it took all my self control not to come in the first five seconds. I was glad to have my enhanced manhood to work with here, but even so, she had grown so much.... Taking our relative sizes into account, my ten inch cock would have seemed much smaller to her now than my six inch had when she was normal size. The moment this thought crossed my mind I felt her powerful vaginal muscles flex, tightly squeezing my cock. My girlfriend had a solution for every problem. Kristen had maneuvered herself to place her back against one wall of the room, and when I turned I could see that her legs were getting close to reaching all the way to the opposite wall. My head, which had previously come to rest on the soft mounds of her breasts, had now slipped as low as her sternum. She must have been growing at an unbelievable speed. At the same time, I could feel a powerful tingling in my manhood. Despite her tremendous size, Kristen's pussy was beginning to feel a little snug. Two could play at the growing game, it seemed. She seemed to almost glow with a kind of mystical aura of sensuality. Her body dripped with sweat, her juices were leaking out all over me. The smell of her body was everywhere, and I couldn't get enough of it. Both of us were crying out in exaltation. ?Oh god Kristen, you're so beautiful...I'm...nggh...gonna come!? ?Me too...come with me baby!? I looked deep into the twin oceans that were her eyes, feeling this capsule of reality floating away in the jumbled chaos of the universe. I have a personal belief about time, though the science may not exist to support it. Every moment of our lives that passes doesn't just disappear into the ether, never to return. Somewhere it still exists, like a frame in the slide show of reality. It gives me comfort to think that, in some dimension, this particular moment is still going on, and will continue to do so forever. If there is such a thing as a heaven, perhaps it simply means that when I die I will get to return to that frame, and spend a happy eternity reliving it. We lay together, gasping for the sweat breath of life. Kristen lifted me from her chest with one titanic hand and placed me on her stomach. Comfortable and warm, I rested my head on the pillows of her wondrous breasts. From this position I found that even if I stretched out as far as I could with my feet, I couldn't quite reach her bellybutton. She was still pressing her back against the wall, and in order to fit in the room she'd had to slide down and fold up her knees into what looked like an extremely awkward position. With a quick mental calculation, I realized that she was perhaps twenty, if not twenty five feet tall. She was looking down at me with an exhausted, bemused expression, seeming more interested in how I was reacting than anything else. ?Well,? she sighed at last. ?You DID say you love tall chicks.? ?Correction,? I said, rolling over and hugging her the best I could. ?I love A tall chick.? She petted me tenderly. I paused, trying to decide how best to bring up an issue I'd been worrying about. ?There is a way for us to get back to normal, isn't there?? Her silence was deafening. My heart pounded in my chest as I waited for her to respond. At long lost, I felt more than heard her chuckle beneath me. ?De la cura, viene el dinero,? she murmured. ?What?? ?Remember I told you how the shaman gave me a great deal on this potion?? I felt a lump building in my throat. ?Yeah?? ?Before I went to see Alonso, my co-worker had a warning about him. Or more specifically, about the way shamans do business. He said, 'De la cura, viene el dinero.' Roughly translated, it means, 'All the profit is in the antidotes.'? ---------------------End------------------------- Thanks for reading everybody. My next project is in the works, and at this point all I want to say is that it's multi-genre, different from everything else I've done, and really, really big. Oh, and it'll take quite awhile to get together, and it won't go up until it's done. BTW, as much as I love all the positive comments, constructive criticism makes the next installment better. Until next time! __________________ Stories by Pseudoclever My Lovely Sylvia (SW) An Expanded Hypothesis (SW/GTS) Big Surprises (GTS) Four Types of Reactions (GTS) ...and many others.