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Unread 02-24-2015   #1
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Hard Impact

Ok, so the last story I posted was one of my own creation for my Lady, Polyphema. She, in turn, wrote me the following story. Gratuitous sex warning, but it's pretty tame other than that.

Hard Impact
By Polyphema

The theater was crowded for some reason. This movie’s been out forever, he thought, looking around grumpily.What gives?
He didn't even really want to see the movie. Some dumb action flick. Hard Impact III. How could that possibly be good? He just wanted to get out of the house. He shook the popcorn container sitting on his lap. It was nice to be alone.
Suddenly, he wasn't alone anymore. Someone was sliding down the row, headed for the seat next to him, just to his left. Great, he thought. But as she took her coat off, he snuck a few peeks at her. She was petite, but shapely. She turned around to put the coat on the back of her seat and he saw her full hips and slender waist from behind. Jesus, he thought appreciatively, then turned his eyes back to the blank movie screen.
She settled herself in her seat without acknowledging him. She seemed to be alone. She was wearing a knee-length jersey-knit dress and black tights. He could feel the heat of her skin through the thin fabric as she shifted closer to him, and just as he was about to sneak a few more peeks at her, a fat, middle-aged man slumped into the seat on his right, startling him. “ ’Scuse,” grunted the man.
“No problem,” he mumbled, and right then the theater lights darkened. Previews. During the inane flashes of romantic comedies coming soon to theaters, he found himself completely distracted by the woman’s presence. He could smell her perfume—it was a musky, heavy scent, very unlike the many flowery abominations popular among twenty-somethings. It was more like what his grandmother might wear, and yet on this woman it smelled… sensual. It blended with the scent of her body, and he found himself wondering if she tasted as good as she smelled. He shifted in his seat and crossed his legs embarrassedly. He could feel himself stiffening.
He tried to force his attention back on the screen, but next to him he heard the woman make a small sound, like she was catching her breath. It ended in an almost inaudible moan. He felt her thigh shifting against his. He looked down, confused. She was not a large woman, and she had had plenty of space in her seat when she sat down. Why was her leg pushing over onto his seat? He glanced up at her face. She was staring straight ahead, her lips slightly parted. He could see her full breasts rising and falling with her breath, and her creamy skin shone in the dim light. She was ignoring him. He looked back down. It was then that he noticed that her dress had slid up. Instead of hitting her knee, the hem was now at her upper thigh. He could see the tops of her round, smooth thighs through the tights. His brow knit in concentration. But it didn't just slide up, he thought. It’s tighter, too. She seems… he began to think, but immediately shook the thought away. That’s not possible. He felt a surge of pleasure in the pit of his stomach.
Suddenly she turned and looked directly at him. “Like what you see?” she whispered.
His head snapped back to the screen. His face reddened and he could feel his hard-on straining against the zipper of his jeans. Stop acting like a teenager, he told himself. The film had started. Some idiot male celebrity with too much hair product was racing a moped through the backstreets of a vaguely European-looking city. Her thigh was pushing firmly against his now, and he found himself looking helplessly back toward her. Wha—? he thought. She was definitely bigger. When she had first sat down, she could have been no more than 5’2. Now, he guessed she was at least eight inches taller. But more than that—she was bigger. He could see her firm nipples beneath the stretched fabric of the dress, and there was considerable cleavage now at the top, where the round breasts were swelling out over the scoop neck. She shot him a sly look as she wiggled a bit to slide her hem back down. The fabric around her breasts stretched even thinner as she pulled down on the dress.
He was intensely aroused now, imagining what was under the dress. He was keeping the popcorn over his lap so that no one could see his hard-on, but he had to leave. Soon. The closest exit was to his left, but he didn't want to have to slide past the woman. She was tall enough now that he could never get past her without brushing against her legs and he was afraid if he did that, he would either cum in his pants or… Or what? He didn’t know. He desperately looked to his right, feeling his cock throbbing. The fat man was asleep. He stood up and began quickly scooting past him, down the aisle. In the darkness he made his way to the illuminated exit and took a deep breath as soon as he found himself in the empty hallway of the theater. He leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes.
And she was suddenly right there. He opened his eyes and found himself staring directly at her breasts. “You left before we were done…” she purred, reaching behind him. He felt the wall give way and realized that he had been leaning against a door. He fell backwards to the floor as the door swung open and she landed on top of him. The door slammed shut behind them, leaving them in the dim light of a storage room. It was filled with discarded furniture: lobby chairs, floor lamps, old movie posters. He hardly had time to think before she was kissing him deeply. When she pulled away, he gasped. His cock was so hard now it was making his thighs ache. She pressed her hips into him and sat up, moaning in pleasure. There was a soft ripping sound as her tights split. Her dress began to roll up over her thighs, but she grabbed it just in time, holding the hem down over her crotch playfully.
He wanted her so badly now that he no longer cared where they were. She rolled off of him to peel off the remains of her tights, but he followed close after, pushing her to the floor and sliding his hand up between her thighs. She wasn’t wearing underwear and he could feel how soft and wet her pussy was. He ran his fingers lightly up and down her slit, feeling the wetness spill out of her. She moaned in response, and pulled his head down toward her face for another deep kiss. He began to slide his finger into her. She immediately grabbed his wrist. “No,” she said. “I only want the real thing. And I don’t want it yet.”
She got to her knees, which put her at his height now. She undid his belt and pulled down his pants, leaving his shirt on. He went to pull her dress up over her head, and again she checked him. “No,” she said simply, holding his wrists.
“But I need to see you…” he whispered. She held his arms down and leaned over to kiss his neck, running her lips up toward his ear.
“Exactly,” she whispered back.
Now it was her turn to push him to the ground. She turned around and climbed on top of him backwards, lowering herself so that he could just reach her clit with his tongue. At the same time, she took his cock in her mouth, pushing his tip against the back of her throat. He worked the sides and top of her clit lightly, very lightly, and she stopped sucking to cry out in pleasure. She grew several more inches, and by now, she had grown so much that she couldn't easily reach his dick with her mouth while keeping her clit over his face, so she climbed off of him and stood up, easily picking him up with her.
She tossed him onto an old padded bench with a high back and stood in front of him. Her dress seemed tiny now, stretched taut against her skin, and it didn't cover much except her breasts and the top part of her stomach, exposing her navel and her pussy. The sleeves had pulled up to her elbows. She laughed at the still-stunned look on his face and said, “I’d like it from behind, but I don’t think you can reach. This’ll have to do.” She straddled him on the bench, holding herself just above his engorged cock. He groaned with anticipation. Her breasts were at head-level and he buried his face in her cleavage, his hands running up her thighs and around her still-narrow waist. “Mmmmm,” she said softly. “How much longer can you wait…?”
“I can’t,” he moaned, running his hands up and down her body. “I can’t.”
She leaned over, bringing her face close to his. They were both panting from the exertion. “Well, first, I need you to make me cum…” she said, her eyes glinting. She lowered herself onto him, sliding his cock into her juicy slit with one hand and keeping the other on the back of his head. At first, she only slid his head in, teasing him, but he couldn’t take much. He grabbed her hips and pushed her down hard onto his cock. The pleasure was almost unbearable. He had been resisting orgasm up until this point, but he could feel himself moving over the edge quickly. He bit his lip and tried to hold on. Her weight pressed down on the tops of his thighs as she fucked him, and he could feel her cunt tightening around his little member. As she rocked against him faster and faster, her breasts bouncing just above his head, he could feel himself beginning to climax. He couldn’t help it. He gasped, and just as he began to empty his cum into her, he heard her cry out again. “God, yes…” she moaned, continuing to fuck him through both of their climaxes, prolonging the pleasure.
Then she slowed and stopped, pulling herself off and stretching out on the far side of the bench. She was breathing heavily. She pulled her dress down, and in a haze he noticed that she must be shrinking back down to her previous size. The hem of the dress was back down near her thigh. She looked at him and giggled.
“What?” he asked, laughing nervously.
“That was only Hard Impact I…”
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Re: Hard Impact

0_o

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....Well.

That was...ahem.

I need a few minutes alone now. Wow.
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….wow. O_____O

That was fucking hot. XD
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Giggity! That was great!
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Re: Hard Impact

Just a heads up: she's writing another in response to the second story I wrote her. I don't know if it's a continuation of this one, or something different. All I know is that it's gonna be hot.
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Cherokee_Nation,

Not bad. A bit light on the clothes rippage, but a very smooth pace, nice detail with references to her slow size increase, not too short in length overall, not too big in final size of the mystery woman, nice detail with the sexual references, and well written too. Seems this Polyphema has written more than a few stories. Pass along my regards, if you would please.
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Re: Hard Impact

I have some bad news all: Lady Polyphema has been too busy with work to finish the second part of the story. She did send me what she wrote, and she seems to have stopped just as the growth happened (although she may just be doing that to tease me), but don't despair! I'm sure she'll pick it up when she's less busy.
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I have some bad news all: Lady Polyphema has been too busy with work to finish the second part of the story. She did send me what she wrote, and she seems to have stopped just as the growth happened (although she may just be doing that to tease me), but don't despair! I'm sure she'll pick it up when she's less busy.
Not as bad news as I always feel when someone says that. Any number of us, members here, can be patient folks for what may be coming down the pike. Just as long as it isn't more bad news. Lol.
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