Project FutAlice (futa on female, anal gape, some domination aspects, spanking, deep throat)

Arklay Mountain Range; nine months post-Raccoon City outbreak

Alice shifted her legs as she searched for a more comfortable position. She was on her belly on a mountain cliff and the sleeping bag she lay on was doing little to cushion her from the bumpy rocks underneath. Settling in again, she raised a pair of binoculars to peer down at her target in the valley below.

Nestled between the mountains lay a large structure of concrete and steel, atop which was an immense satellite dish. With the aid of her binoculars, Alice could make out the tiny figures of guards on patrol, the red-white emblem of the Umbrella Corporation starkly visible against their black body armor.

Just seeing that symbol left a bad taste in her mouth. Umbrella had been hounding her for months, somehow finding her regardless of where she went. After some investigating, Alice discovered that Umbrella was tracking her with their fleet of private satellites. With it Umbrella could find her almost anywhere in the world.

Evading capture at every turn, Alice made her way to Umbrella’s satellite control center back in the Arklays, hoping to find a way to prevent them from locating her.

She had staked out the facility for weeks and was finally ready to sneak inside. A quick look at her watch confirmed that the guards were due to change shifts, leaving the building vulnerable for a few brief minutes.

Knowing she would have to move soon, Alice knelt by a satchel she had brought with her, quickly gathering her equipment. With practiced motions she placed fresh cartridges into her pistols, clipped flashbangs to her belt, and hid a dozen throwing knives on her person where they would be in easy reach.

Ideally she would not have to use any of her weapons as stealth would be needed for this to work. If Umbrella found out she had tampered with their satellites, they might be able to fix the sabotage and begin tracking her again.

As she mentally reviewed her plan, Alice’s thoughts were interrupted by a sudden tightening in her groin.

“Oh fuck, not now.” she cursed. She inspected the crotch of her pants, finding the fabric visibly tented.

“Shit.” She muttered to herself. Rising to her feet, she unbuckled her belt and dropped her pants, allowing them to fall around her slim hips. Freed from its confines, the rapidly hardening shaft of a semi-erect cock sprang out. The impressive organ was easily as long as Alice’s forearm and almost as thick. Its shaft was smooth and capped by a bulbous pink glans. Nestled against the base of the cock was a huge sac, the skin pulled taut over balls the size of eggs.

Glancing at the satellite center, then at her twitching erection Alice wavered. The guards would be moving any minute now, but the rising ache in her balls told her that her body needed release now.

“Fuck it.” Alice cried in surrender. Reaching into her satchel, Alice pulled out a nearly-empty bottle of lube and laid back onto her sleeping bag. Crushing the container in her grip, Alice managed to squeeze out one last dollop onto her pulsating member.

Carelessly tossing aside the now useless bottle and the fingerless gloves she was wearing, Alice ran her bare hands along her shaft, spreading the lube and shivering with pleasure as she felt the cool touch of the lube glide over her ever-so sensitive prick. Her cock was now fully erect, and curved slightly upwards as though eager for more attention.

Alice gripped her dick firmly and began bucking her hips, ramming into the slick passageway formed between her hands. Each thrust came faster than the last, as Alice felt her pleasure building ever higher.

Despite the cold Alice felt as though she were burning, heat coursing through her body, shooting towards her painfully hard member. As she drew closer and closer to release, Alice found herself struggling to keep pace. Each thrust brought her tantalizingly closer to the brink but it was not enough to send her over.

She needed more.

Fumbling in her haste, Alice all but ripped off her coat as well as the skintight top beneath. The chill mountain air and her own arousal caused Alice’s nipples to harden into stiff nubs of dark flesh. One hand rose to cup the soft mound of her breast, fingers pinching and teasing the erect nipple while her other hand flew back down to continue frantically jerking off.

At last she felt it, a rising plume of pleasure that sent tingles up her spine.

With one last pull of her cock, Alice came hard. Her balls pulled flush with her groin as they unleashed their thick, creamy contents. Alice’s eyes rolled up into her head and her back arched. She gave out a primal wail of ecstasy as her cock jerked spasmodically, firing off gooey streamers of cum like a perverse party favor.

The spray of cum sailed up into the air before arcing gracefully back down, splattering over Alice’s breasts and face. Collapsing back into the sleeping bag, Alice lay there panting. Running a tongue over her lips she licked at her own semen, savoring the salty-sweet flavor. Her hands absentmindedly rubbed the sticky goo into her breasts, idly drawing circles of cum around her still erect nipples.

As the warm haze of her orgasm cooled, Alice became aware of movement in the corner of her eye. Jumping to her feet, Alice grabbed her discarded binoculars. With her semi-flaccid cock flopping about unceremoniously, her pants still bunched around her ankles and completely topless, face and chest glistening with her jizz, she moved to the ridge and returned her gaze to the satellite center. She focused the binoculars just in time to see the last guard walk out of the building and seal the steel double doors behind him.

“Damn” Alice muttered. She looked at her watch again, confirming that she had missed her chance to slip inside unnoticed. Now she would have to wait another eight hours before the guard shifts rotated again.

Alice yawned loudly and realized that she was thoroughly exhausted. Her enhancements allowed her to function on less sleep than normal humans but she had been awake for almost an entire week while spying on the satellite control center.

Reclaiming her various articles of clothing, Alice slipped into her sleeping bag. Pausing only to set her watch alarm, Alice closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, thinking of the events that brought her here…

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Hot Futa Mama (futanari MILF, futanari on male, some mild femdom)

You walk up to the door of your girlfriend’s house and ring the bell. As you wait, you glance up and down the street, taking in the quiet suburban neighborhood. You hear the door being pulled open and you turn to greet your girlfriend. But it is not her.

Instead, you find yourself face-to-tits with the biggest breasts you’ve ever seen! The monstrous mammaries spill out of a lacy nightie several sizes too small. The frilly “hem” of the garment is suspended almost a foot away from the wearer’s body, and just barely covers the dark brown areola the size of dinner plates. Nipples thicker than your thumb poke out of the thin fabric, as though fruitlessly attempting to drill their way to freedom.

Stunned, you take a step back to see the rest of the woman who is standing in the doorway and admire her from the bottom up. Her feet are bare save for the sheer nylon stockings that proudly display the long, elegantly toned legs that trail up into marvelously thick hips that support her magnificent ass, formed from two globes that rival her ponderous breasts in size. A pair of simple white panties shields her crotch but does nothing to hide her curvy belly. Rather than suggest that she is fat, her rounded stomach speaks of fertility and comfort. Your eyes slip once more across the massive cleavage produced by the jiggling spheres of her breasts.

Finally, your gaze travels to her face. You realize now, looking up at her that she is quite tall, standing a head above you. Her silvery hair is done up in a bun held together with a clip shaped like a lotus flower. Her eyes glitter in the afternoon light, as though laughing at some private joke. And while there are the faint lines of around the corners of her eyes, she is still gorgeous to behold.

“Oh!” the goddess exclaims daintily, a hand fluttering to her lips as they quirk upwards into a dimpled smile. “You must be my daughter’s new boyfriend! Please come in, come in!”

You manage to smile weakly and follow her inside. Her gorgeous rump wobbles invitingly with her every movement and you struggle to hide your growing erection as she leads you into a living room. As you sit, you try to shift your waist so as to tuck your cock down the leg of one of your pants but cannot, and you are forced to squirm uncomfortably as your hardening member strains against the zipper of your pants.

“My daughter is upstairs in her room,” the woman explains as she passes you a ceramic tea cup and moves to pour you a drink. “She seemed very excited about her big night tonight.”

You grin feebly once again as you try hard not to stare at the canyon of tit-flesh that forms when she bends over to pour the steaming tea into your trembling cup. Then she pours herself a cup and sits herself in the chair opposite yours. You bite your lower lip in frustration as her lips form a pouting “O” as she blows on the hot tea to cool it before taking a delicate sip.

Her eyes are closed and she sighs as she savors the tea. But when her eyes open you notice that they have changed. The playful sparkle you saw in her gaze earlier has become predatory, hungry. Her deep purple eyes glitter like a cat’s in the night.

“Before you take my daughter out tonight,” she says, “I was hoping if I could talk to you alone.” She sets her teacup and saucer on a nearby table and stands up.

“You see, women in my family have special needs. And I need to know that you can keep my baby girl happy.” As she says this, she hooks her thumbs into the waist of her panties. Your eyes bulge as you realize what she’s going to do but before you can react, she drops her undergarment in one fluid motion.

Distantly you are aware that you have dropped your tea cup and feel the hot beverage splashing onto your feet. Distantly you feel your mouth gaping open and close like a fish. Slowly, you process what you are seeing. The woman leans back into her comfy seat once more and splays her legs apart, to give you the best view possible.

Freed from the confines of her panties, a massive cock springs up to meet you. The pinkish, plum-sized head bounces slightly as the deep cock-slit puckers open, drooling a thick gob of precum to the floor. The long, thick shaft is easily the size of your own arm and a network of pulsing veins trace winding patterns beneath the skin. The veins criss-cross the length of the cock, leading back to the heavy sac dangling between her legs. Her bulging testicles, each as big as a fist, sag visibly and throb like a beating heart.

As the seconds tick by, her cock continues to grow longer, thicker and harder as it becomes fully erect. The tremendous size of the cock is beyond belief, but rather than be repulsed, you feel your breaths become shorter and your body heat up as arousal washes over you. Your own cock pushes painfully against the crotch of your pants, as if desperate to meet its “big brother” outside.

The woman grins mischievously she notices your smaller, but no less urgent erection. She reclines into her chair, looking relaxed, assured and dominant all at once.

“You think this is impressive?” she asks with a Cheshire smile. “Wait until you see my daughter’s cock!”

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The Far Ruins (shota, futa-on-shota, fantasy setting)

At the Keep, Noah actually was given a nice, hot meal, which he enjoyed, all the while taking in his surroundings, his exits and his host. Lord Faren sat across from him while Noah ate. They were sat at one end of an incredibly long table. Noah figured it must have seated thirty people, easy. As the boy ate, Faren simply sat and watched him, obviously having eaten himself earlier that evening. There was a slightly disturbing and lustful eye with which the Lord watched Noah eat. But since they both knew the real reason why the boy was here, Noah didn’t mind the look.
The Keep itself was massive. Two stories of large, expansive rooms. The first floor looked to be mostly filled with battlements and barracks for the soldiers, the militia that guarded the town. The second floor, which Noah and Faren were on now, was filled with bedrooms, bathrooms, and a library. The walls all seemed to be lined with beautiful tapestries depicting the history of the land around the mountains. Noah spotted several people in them that were obviously meant to be Faren’s ancestors, some of them fighting dragons, all of them doing some heroic deed.
Noah had already spotted several possible targets for theft; one room in particular had caught his eye.
“Where are you from?” Faren asked as Noah finished his meal.
“The West,” Noah said. “I grew up among the Plains People.” No need to lie, he thought. He would be gone before the night was out, hopefully disappearing into the mountains.
“Really? How fascinating. I’ve never met one of your kind before.”
Noah nodded but did not speak. Here it comes, he thought.
“Are all of your people as attractive as you are?” Faren asked.
Noah waited a moment before answering, giving the man a sly, sexy look first. “Some.”
“But not many, I’d bet,” Faren said.
Noah smiled, blushed. This was a trick Cort had taught him when the two of them played “the game,” Noah as the bait, Cort as the hunter. And a man like Faren? Why, he was the prey of course. It took months for Noah to perfect the incredibly difficult task of creating a fake blush but he had done it and done it well.
“You look like you have some experience,” Faren said. “Like you’ve really lived.”
Noah sensed that the man wanted him to make the first move, that he liked a boy when he was dirty and up front about it. In response to Faren, Noah pushed his plate of food aside and climbed onto the table, on his hands and knees. Slowly, seductively, he crawled to the man until their faces were mere inches apart.
“How am I to repay you for this fabulous meal?” Noah asked, his voice soft, almost a whisper.
Faren was breathing heavily, his body seeming to physically exude lust. After a moment, he couldn’t resist any longer and kissed Noah.
It was a good kiss, Noah supposed and long but there was a weakness in it and therefore in the man as well, like he wasn’t sure of himself. Why didn’t he just take what he wanted? Noah thought. A real man would have.
Faren’s hands found Noah’s hips, clutched his ass. The kiss went on and Noah found himself thinking of the ins and outs of the Keep, of his exit strategy. While a part of him enjoyed the kiss, enjoyed the attention and affection that Faren was giving him, there was no passion in this for him. This was “the game” for him, coupled with some pleasure, nothing more.
Noah broke the kiss, pushed Faren’s hands away. Slowly, seductively, he took his shirt off; let his hands trace invisible paths down his lovely bare chest and abdomen. Faren tried to join in but Noah stopped him, a sly smile on his full lips.
He turned around, allowing Faren to take in his smooth back and his beautiful, luscious ass. His leather pants framed his ass amazingly well.
“Gods,” Faren said, marveling at the boy’s ass.
The ass appeared to be that of a young, well-formed woman, shapely and luscious, eatable, even. Faren bit his bottom lip, his hands outstretched, fingers twitching; he wanted to touch it so bad.
“Go on,” Noah said, giving him permission.
Faren, too grateful for words, reached out and grasped both ass cheeks. They were soft yet firm and Faren’s hands sunk into them with relish. Noah let an encouraging little moan escape his lips.
While Faren’s right hand remained on an ass cheek, his left ran down Noah’s ass crack, brushing past his puckered asshole and reaching the swell of the boy’s balls. He clutched them through the leather pants. A silent little pleasure word issued from him as he rubbed the balls and the base of the boy’s dick.
“Take them off,” Noah ordered.
Faren did as he was told, letting go of the ass cheek and balls to grasp the lip of Noah’s pants. The boy himself untied his pants at the front as Faren slowly pulled them off. As he did, the boy’s ass was gradually revealed. The pants were skin tight and were an effort to take off. The ass cheeks even slightly bounced up as the pants passed them and Faren felt his very hard dick twitch in his own pants.
Noah’s dick was pulled down by the pants and, when it was free, slapped up against his stomach. A large amount of precum was already drooling from the tip and started to pool on the table under the boy.
Faren left the pants bunched around Noah’s ankles and marveled at the most beautiful asshole he’d ever seen. It was pert, pink and puckered, and when Faren grasped each ass cheek once again, it opened seemingly by itself, inviting him in.
Faren couldn’t resist any longer and he ducked his head between the boy’s ass cheeks, his mouth open. His tongue explored the rim of the asshole first and it started to throb and twitch as he did so. Noah closed his eyes, planted his left hand firmly on the table, his knees locked, as his right hand started to jerk on his prick, the extensive precum coating on his fingers and palm.
Soon, Faren’s tongue popped inside the boy’s asshole and he was rewarded with a small, shocked moan of pleasure. He could hear the fapping sounds of the boy masturbating but he paid it no mind. Right now, his whole world was this asshole, presented open and delicious for him. His tongue swirled around inside the boy, caressing the interior flesh. His fingers dug into Noah’s ass cheeks and, if the boy wasn’t in so much pleasure at the moment, he surely would have been in some pain from the small wounds made by Faren’s fingernails.
After a few moments exploring the boy’s butt, Faren’s tongue snaked out, teasing his taint and curling around the balls. Noah gasped once again as the man’s mouth closed around his scrotum, his tongue savoring the salty taste.
It wasn’t a new experience for Noah, of course, but he had to admit that the man was good.
“Turn over,” Faren said when he stopped sucking on the boy’s balls, a line of saliva running from them to his lips.
Noah did so, sitting on his ass, legs open, his dick sticking straight up in the air, mere inches from Faren’s face. It wasn’t massive but, for a boy Noah’s age, it was large. The tip was swollen with blood, throbbing. The shaft was mostly smooth and beautiful. There was only a small tuft of pubic hair above the dick, little more than what was under the boy’s arms. Faren looked up into the boy’s face.
“Gods, you’re beautiful,” he said.
Noah didn’t say anything. Faren wouldn’t have heard anything he had to say anyway. Immediately after he said this, his head bobbed down, engulfing the boy’s right nipple in his mouth, one hand on the other nipple. Faren gently bit down on the nipple, sending more waves of pleasure through the boy’s body. The hand which had been fondling the other nipple explored down farther, teasing Noah’s belly button, encircling it like it was his asshole.
After a few moments, Faren left the boy’s nipple and his mouth traveled down his body, stopping at the navel once again to lick it clean. A second later, the man took the boy’s entire shaft in his mouth. Noah closed his eyes once more as Faren blew him, his head rapidly pistoning up and down on his dick.
He was deep-throating it, his lips slapping against the base of it with each downward thrust. Noah grit his teeth, his head swept back.
“It’s coming,” he said through clenched teeth.
Faren thrust up and down a few more times with his head until he felt the first splash of cum hit the back of his throat. At this, he stopped at the base of the boy’s dick and held his head in place, blast after blast of cum spraying into his throat. It was hot and tasty and Faren loved the way that the boy’s dick felt on his tongue and in his throat, also hot but also twitching in place.
Noah moaned, hands now clutching the back of Faren’s head, his hips slightly raised off the table, trying to get as close to the wet source of pleasure as he could. He cursed in his native tongue as the orgasm subsided, relaxed his pelvis.
Faren made sure he had swallowed every last drop of the boy’s cum before letting the dick slide out of his mouth. He noticed that it didn’t go totally flaccid but stood at half-mast, very red and very appealing.
“Your turn,” Noah said jovially.
He scooted back on the table a little and pushed off his boots and bunched up pants, letting them fall to the floor. Now totally naked but for the amulet around his neck, he rolled onto his stomach, exposing his ass to Faren once again.
Before Faren could do anything, Noah slid off the table and into the man’s lap, his ass nestling right up against a hard, throbbing cock which was held in place by a restrictive pair of pants. Noah kissed Faren over his shoulder. The older man liked the way that the boy’s dark hair partially covered his face at this angle. It gave him a sexy, dirty look.
As they were kissing, Noah’s ass was grinding against Faren’s dick, the crack sliding around the throbbing member.
“Gods,” Faren said frantically, breaking the kiss.
Desperately, he fumbled with his pants between both of their hot, sweaty bodies until he finally undid the fly. His dick popped out with the slight help of his hands. It was large but nothing like the ugly big man’s cock which Noah had sucked earlier in the evening.
Noah raised himself up by putting a hand on each of Faren’s knees and the older man got his dick in position, the wet, sticky tip of it just touching the boy’s beautiful asshole. As the boy began to lower himself onto the shaft, his asshole seemed to almost suck it in greedily. Faren gasped; the pleasure was unbelievable.
As the tip of his dick popped inside the boy, Faren bit his bottom lip again, this time drawing a little blood. As the shaft continued inside, inch by inch, meeting the warm pressure of the boy’s asshole, Faren felt like he was going to lose consciousness. He shook his head, not wanting to miss one second of this experience.
This was Noah’s favorite part. Every dick felt different going into his ass. They all had their own little bumps and valleys; they all had their own way of moving inside him. This was the part of “the game” that he enjoyed the most. Well, except maybe for that feeling of elation when he was escaping with the prey’s valuables.
When he had got away from Cort with all that money, just stole away into the night and into the woods, he had an erection that was larger and more demanding than any he had ever experienced. When he had decided that he was a safe distance away, perhaps two or three miles, he had stopped and jerked off, spraying a incredibly satisfying load of hot cum onto the ground between his legs.
It had never been as good as that time but he still occasionally found himself getting somewhere safe after “the game” had ended and masturbating. Not every time but sometimes, after a really good one. With what he had seen of the Keep so far, this might turn out to be one of those times. The only question was what exactly he should steal. Money? Jewelry?
These thoughts were driven from his mind when the entire length of Faren’s dick was inside him, the man’s balls slapping against his taint. Once he was inside and thrusting, Faren turned out to be a little disappointing, Noah thought. Passionate, he may be, but he wasn’t too inventive.
He grasped hold of Noah’s hips with both hands and held the boy slightly off his lap as he thrust upward again and again, driving his dick in and out. It was certainly pleasurable but nothing Noah hadn’t experienced a hundred or more times before. Still, the boy’s dick started to get hard once again. First, it slapped against his stomach with each thrust but, after a few moments, it was hard as a tree branch, red and throbbing again.
Faren surprised him not long after Noah’s dick got hard again. He changed positions. Suddenly, Noah was lifted off the man’s lap and he was laid on his side on the table. Faren joined him a second later, spooning him from behind.
He shoved his dick unceremoniously back inside the boy and started to fuck him again but, this time, he reached around Noah’s body and grasped his hard prick in his right hand. As he pounded away at the boy’s ass, he jerked on his dick, which even in his much larger, older hand was large and impressive.
Noah’s ass bounced sexily as he was fucked and the boy himself dug his nails into the hard wood of the table. He was going to cum again. Sure enough, a few moments later, his cock exploded, sending a few long strands of hot, white cum across the table. It was a much smaller load than the first one but its distance was impressive.
Soon, it was Faren’s turn and he thrust as hard as he could into the boy and held it, balls deep, as the first long, thick strand of cum splattered the boy’s colon. After the first spurt, Faren thrust in and out a couple more times, held it again as the second spurt came. He repeated it this four more times until he was finished.
Faren pulled out his rapidly softening dick and rolled over, exhausted. Noah, breathing heavily, sweat covering his whole body, grasped his ass in both hands, and pulled his ass cheeks apart. His puckered asshole twitched a few times as cum started to flow from it, spreading around his balls.
Suddenly, a strand of Faren’s thick, white cum shot out of the boy’s asshole, spattering the table and the older man’s legs. Three more spurts followed.
Faren gasped in shock. He had never seen another boy do this before. Instantly, he was hard again, his hand furiously beating on his cock.
Noah eyed him sexily over his shoulder for a moment before rolling over and turning around. He laid his head on the man’s stomach and wrapped his lips around the dick, pushing Faren’s hands away.
It only took a few deep-throat sucks and Faren was coming again, shooting a few blasts into Noah’s throat. The boy lifted his head off the man’s dick, a few drops of cum on his luscious lips and swallowed, his Adam’s apple moving up and down once as he did so.
After that, they shared a kiss that was colored by those few drops of Faren’s cum on Noah’s lips. It was a good one.

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Making the Video (shota, mild femdom, incest)

Peach bit his lower lip, clenched his hands into fists, bared the pain because the pleasure was better, stronger. He was on his back on the bed, legs almost bent back around his head and his sister, April, was holding tightly onto his ankles while she fucked his ass as hard as she could with the long, thick black strap-on she was wearing. Peach had been fucked by bigger cocks, real ones, to be sure, but not many. This thing was massive, with realistic veins and bumps and a bulbous, large head. Peach wondered whether his sister had chosen this particular strap-on to compliment her tits, which were also fake and massive.
All thought was driven from his mind as April plunged into him harder and deeper. His dick was as hard as a rock and twitching, rubbing against April's stomach as she fucked him. He looked up into her eyes, marveled her beauty, her strong features, her short, dyed purple hair. He reached out, hands grasping her legs, feeling the sweat running down her body. She was in ecstasy. Peach knew that the strap-on had a nub on the other end of the fake cock that stimulated April's clit whenever she thrusted into him.
"God, you're sexy," April said, looking down at her feminine brother. "No wonder you still fool so many people into thinking you're a girl. I'd believe it if I didn't know you. When you're wearing clothes, of course."
Peach just smiled up at her, then moaned as April slammed into him harder.
"I know a way we can make more money," April said. She explored his smooth chest as she spoke. "There are so many perverted old men out there that would love you to death but we can't get you to fuck all of them, can we?" She flicked his pierced nipples, pulled lightly at the studs. "So I was thinking that we can make a video. I know a contact that could get it out to loads of perverted old men for mad cash." Peach nodded mindlessly, not hearing quite everything she was saying; his orgasm was near. "You could bring your little boyfriend over."
Framed in the open doorway of the bedroom was Meryl, Peach and April's statuesque, beautiful, transsexual mother. She had short blond hair, large natural tits (but not quite as large as her daughter's) and a long cock. The cock in question was poking out from her unzipped fly and she was masturbating; long, powerful strokes that made her dick red and swollen, ready to come at any moment. She loved watching her kids fuck.
"Maybe you could bring one of your other school friends, too," April continued to Peach. "A hot little number. A girl, maybe. Let's try to attract as large and broad an audience as we can, right?" Again, Peach nodded immediately, all of his thoughts were focused on his throbbing cock and the pleasure and pain coming from his asshole and coursing through his whole body. "Tomorrow, after school, I'll pick up your hot little cowboy boyfriend and you bring a sexy young slut here. I'll have everything ready. Right?" Peach was silent, biting down on his bottom lip as hard as he could, his whole body covered in sweat. "Answer me!"
"Yes!" Peach said.
April smiled wickedly, pulled her fake cock out of his asshole, got off the bed, stood next to her mother in the doorway.
"What..." Peach said. "I..."
He had to get off, had to cum. Frantically, he started to beat on his cock with one hand and finger his asshole with the other; three fingers banging his butt.
"Oh, honey," Meryl said. "You're too mean to him."
She walked over to the bed, meaning to finish him off but she didn't need to. The moment she got to the edge of the bed, Peach's cock exploded. Hot, sticky, white cum erupted from the head of his dick, blast after blast covering his smooth, beautiful stomach and the bed covers. His mother, overcome with lust, resumed jerking on her cock, but this time standing over her son. It was only a few seconds later that she came, as well, jet after jet of long, thick white ropes of cum raining down on Peach, covering his face and neck. Peach, having apparently not noticed his mother standing over him, was shocked and opened his mouth as wide as he could, trying to catch the cum. Rope after rope splattered across his face, leaving long white streaks of goo on his smooth skin. Only a few blasts made into his mouth and he promptly swallowed them down.
April watched them from the doorway, still smiling that wicked smile of hers. She loved to torture Peach like this. He never complained because he knew the truth: April may love to do these kind of things to him but she really did love him and he loved her back. This was just the perverse way that she showed her love. As mother and son snuggled together on the bed, April walked over and joined them, licking cum off of her brother's stomach.

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Episodes in the Life of Nyx (futa, extreme insertion, bestiality with fantasy creatures, huge breasts)

Her mistress closed the door and whistled again to the hydra. The coach turned, and Nyx felt rather than saw it start to move. After a minute, the hermaphrodite spoke.

"My name is Alenna. I am a breeder of beasts, and a keeper of quality slaves. I have had a long relationship with this particular house of slave traders, though it has been some years since they had a slave worthy of me. As she spoke, she nudged Nyx with her toe, causing the dark elf to roll onto her back. Then, one of her feet casually prodded and pushed against Nyx's tits. She was testing their softness, and they proved soft and easily moldable, shifting heavily at the slightest touch. Alenna then ground her heel against one of Nyx's bulging nipples. The dark elf held back a whimper of pain as a stream of thick milk trickled down her breast.

"We will have to get you cleaned up a bit," Alenna said. "I want to properly examine my property." She knocked on the front of the carriage and opened the window on the side. A dragonlike head on a long, flexible neck peeked in, curling back from the beast that pulled the coach. At a signal from Alenna, the head lowered. The stinking, hot breath washed over Nyx, ruffling her white hair, and then she felt the hot, rough tongue dragging over her skin.

There was no mistaking the lustfulness of that tasting tongue as it ran over her, pushing against her nipples and slipping between her thighs. It was very thorough, and the dark elf rolled on her back fully, her fat breasts quivering and her thighs spread to let the beast do its work. When she looked toward her mistress, she saw that huge bulge in her skirts again. It was like she had a third knee. The thought of that cock made her push her hips up against the hydra's tongue, despite the pain the rough, scratchy tongue created on her bruised ass and pussy.

"Enough," said Alenna sharply, and snapped her fingers. Nyx withheld a sigh as the hydra's head disappeared through the window, and Alenna shut it. The childlike mistress then raised up her skirts. She slowly showed off her smooth, curvy legs and slender thighs, and then that gigantic cock straining between her thighs.

It was massive, absolutely ludicrous on such a small frame. The shaft was pure white like her mistress's skin, but the head was a rich purple, the cumslit glistening with precum. Alenna leaned back on her seat, making the cock swing upwards. Nyx followed it with her eyes, lustful, needy.

"If you're going to be a fuckmate for my pets, I'll have to know you can perform your function. First, prepare me." She ran her hand over her cock, caressing the thumb-thick veins that stood out over the shaft.

Nyx climbed painfully to her hands and knees, and cupped the cock with her hands. It was hot and throbbing, reacting instantly to her touch. The dark elf couldn't imagine how she could fit it all in her mouth, but remembered the minotaur. She worked the words of the spell again, preparing her mouth, jaw, and throat. As she mumbled, Alenna's lips curled into a smirk beneath the veil. Preemptively this time, she cast a spell on her mouth and throat, and was rewarded with the warm, slimy sensation of the lubrication.

When she was ready, Nyx opened her mouth as far as she could, making it yawn hugely, and she slowly pushed herself onto the cock. Her tongue pressed against the slit in the front, kissing it, tasting the thickly flowing precum. It was certainly better than the minotaur's had been. She started feeding the cock into her throat, her eyes clenching shut. Tears ran down her cheeks. It hurt more than last time, despite the lubrication and the relatively smaller size, as she was still so sore from the beast that had finished her 'trial.' Then, with a wet pop, something in her throat gave way, and she felt herself push quickly all the way to the base of the cock, her nose tickled by the pubic hair.

Nyx couldn't breathe, but nor did she want to. She could hold her breath with the spells she had cast, at least until she started bobbing on the cock enough to sneak air. She felt it completely bulging out her throat, reaching down into her chest. It was throbbing, making her throat bulge rhythmically, drooling directly into her belly. With no more cock to caress, her hands moved to her own throat, stroking the bulge that pushed her skin out obscenely. Alenna's eyes widened as the slave stroked her cock through her own throat, rubbing it, squeezing. The sensation made the black-skinned elf choke violently, but that only made the sensation all the better, and Alenna laughed at Nyx's reddening face.

Then, Nyx pulled back, feeling an obscene length sliding through her throat and mouth, glistening with saliva. A thick strand of drool ran down her chin. She then started bobbing on it disgustingly, sucking, the air filling with the sounds of gagging and slurping. Her hands found Alenna's balls and milked them, eager for their churning contents. Each filled her hand, bigger than apples and throbbing palpably.

The sound of the hydra's feet and the wheels changed, and Nyx realized they were passing through a town. Alenna reached out and pushed both doors open, fully exposing the scene to the townspeople who were going about their days. They stopped to look, and words of shock and amazement reached Nyx's pointed ears. Yet she felt no humiliation. This was where she wanted to be:with more than two feet of gorgeous, quivering cock buried in her throat.

Alenna touched Nyx's face with her hand and pushed her back with the gentlest touch. Nyx felt her throat quiver and close painfully as the hot size of the cock left it, leaving her feeling empty, and she pushed her tongue agains the cocktip and gave it a swirl before it popped from from her jaw with a burst of precum that glazed the dark elf's black skin. The cock had grown in her throat. Now it was at its full rigidness, extending far beyond even Alenna's knees. A townsperson screamed at the size of it, and the babble of voices grew to a hubbub. They were following the carriage, and the hydra had slowed down to let them.

"On all fours," commanded the mistress, and Nyx obeyed, lifting her slender rear and thighs to her mistress. There wasn't much room in the coach, and with Alenna's cock extending much of it, Nyx has to push her cheek against the wall to be able to press her ruined, hanging cunt's lips against that monster cock. It rammed in immediately, stretching her, filling her with heat. There was so much of it! It rammed up past her destroyed cervix into her womb almost without moving, overfilling the dark elf, making her belly bulge. With a numb tongue and aching jaw, Nyx said the words to a spell, and she felt her flesh loosen and become more elastic. She slid back onto that huge cock with a slurp, but still she did not feel Alenna's hips against her, or those massive hanging balls. How much more was left? Tears streamed down her face as she whimpered in pleasure. However more there was, she wanted it all, no matter what it did to her! She rammed her hips back, straining her thighs and arms as she pushed, feeling her muscles aching from the exertion. She could feel her belly pushing out painfully. She could hardly believe her eyes. The cockhead had pushed the bulge all the way between her tits! Experimentally, Nyx raised a hand from where she braced on the floor, but the massive cock kept her pinned there, continuing to slam over and over into her. Nyx put her hands on her huge, heavy tits, squeezing them around the bulging cock.

Alenna let out a moan of surprise as those soft tits mashed and folded around her. She was getting pussy and titfucked at once! They had left the town, but many of the townspeople still followed them, tripping over themselves on the narrow road to see what would happen next.

Alenna did not disappoint. Her orgam was nothing less than an explosion. Cum poured like a fountain from Nyx's mouth and nose. Her sense of taste and smell were completely full of its muskiness, and she choked on it, unable to breathe. It splashed from her cunt in a torrent, flowing over the floor of the carriage, spilling out both sides like a wave. Townspeople cried out and tried to get out of the way, but many were thoroughly soaked. One small man was even knocked over by the wave. Nyx's belly bulged hugely, as though she were more than pregnant, and her tits poured milk in long streams.

By the time Alenna was finished, Nyx was in a haze. She barely felt her mistress pull out, knowing it only as a sense of aching emptiness in her ruined body. Her pussy gaped hugely, completely out of shape. Her last thought as her head lowered into the hot, sticky cum that now sloshed around the bottom of the carriage was that she hoped this wasn't the last time her mistress would try her out.




On the rest of the journey, Nyx squatted with her ass to the open door, letting the cum drain out of her in a long trail that stretched its muddy goop down the road. Alenna had told her to do this, and the purpose became clear as the carriage turned off the road and heady along a bumpy forest trail into the mountains. A long, drawn-out howl echoed from somewhere on the path behind them as the coach bumped along. Nyx shivered when she saw green eyes glinting in the underbrush, following them in the gloom of the dense canopy.

Nyx had been trained in methods of healing herself and reviving her energy. She had been unable to do so before Alenna finished with her because she had been too fatigued, but she had been regaining her power, and with it had been able to cast a few spells, mostly with the movement of her hands. Her tits rested heavily on her swollen belly--she looked about six months pregnant now--and her black skin gleamed with milk and cum that drizzled slowly down it, still warm. To her surprise, her pussy still gaped obscenely despite her spells, and her ass still wouldn't close. She was starting to understand how permanently she had been changed.


Full story here http://www.hentai-foundry.com/story-3783.html

How do you find these stories? I don't know if it's just me, but I can't work that site or it's search engine for shit.

>>131
It's not just you. For whatever reason the search engines on Hentai Foundry are terrible :P

I just trawled the site, going from one writer's favorite stories to the next author's favorite stories, and so on.

Finding Love at the Dog and Pony Show (body modification, fisting, nipplecocks, breastcunts, futa)

I'm not going to post a sample from this one because it's a short story and I'd rather people go read it on the author's page. But the attached pic should give you an idea of what is going on and whether or not it works for you.

Full story here http://www.hentai-foundry.com/story-5840.html

>>93

Make sure your storycodes actually *match* the story. This one wasn't futa-on-shota although it was labelled as such, as one could garner from reading a couple paragraphs in.

>>139
If you actually follow the link and READ the story, it IS futa on shota. It just opens like that.

Sinful Pleasures (bestiality, futa on shota, futa on female, futa on assorted, demons, incubi, etc.)

Strongly recommend reading this one, so I'll just post the opening scenes here

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Virgina cursed furiously as she pumped her vibrator in and out of her womanhood steadily. It had been weeks since she had been able to have a good orgasm, and thus far she has yet to be able to get herself off like she use to. “Dammit! Why the hell can't I cum!?” Virgina groaned in agitation. She grabbed for her other vibrator to the side of her and shoved it into her mouth, licking and sucking on it, coating it with her spit as she prepared to plug her ass up. “C'mon! Fuck! Fuck me harder, dammit!” She screamed as she plunged her large toy deep into her anal cavity. Both her hands worked now, pumping steadily as she fought to fuck herself to climax. The motions were deep and strong, and most certainly did well to describe the sort of carnal addict that Virgina was. But in the end, it simply wasn't enough. Virginia gave up after a long and grinding half hour, her arms exhausted and her holes dried up from lack of arousal. Virgina sat up, throwing her toys to the other side of the room. “Damn! Why the fuck can't I cum!?”

Virgina laid back on her bed, scratching her dyed purple hair in confusion. She was about five six from top to bottom, with modest c cup breasts that were framed on her chest perfectly. Her hips were larger, and her back side often drew more attention than her bust due to it's size and shape. It was because of her ass that Virgina's friend had introduced her to anal sex and its wonders. Virgina was proud of her body and her openness towards sex of all kinds. But lately, things seemed to be running on the stale side. No matter what she did, she couldn't bring herself to climax. She had a huge orgy with six different men and women the other night with no release. She had rescued Varius, the massive brute of a Great Dane that lied at the foot of her bed, to dip her toes into bestiality months before this all started, but even he couldn't please her as of late. She spent a lot of money on that high quality sybian vibrator that sit in the corner of her room, but for all it's bravado, not even that was enough to stir her into a rocketing orgasm like she was use to. Virgina cursed again, sitting up in frustration. “Am I... becoming frigid!?” She shook her head. She was not about to let herself dry up at the age of twenty five.

Virgina got dressed. She decided to go see her friend, Ovidia. Maybe she would have some clue as to how to cure of of this sexual drought she found herself in.

“Be a good boy, Varius. Momma will be back later.” She said, caressing her canine lover's balls as he laid on his back, tongue panting in ignorant happiness at the attention he was getting from what he viewed to be his bitch. With a sigh, Virgina stepped out of the door to her condo, and locked up.

~*~


Virgina pulled up to the little corner magic shop her friend Ovidia worked in as a manager. Ovidia was an occult enthusiast, and while Virgina wouldn't have given it a second thought before, an incident with Ovidia's “Magic Wand” began to make her question her friend's unreliability in the field.

“Ovie! You in here?” Virgina called out as she entered the shop. Black apparel lined the walls, silver and gold jewelry that bore magic symbols and other whatnots sat in a glass case near the counter, and a bevy of incense and perfumes filled the place with a thick but gentle aroma that seemed to calm the nerves. Virgina's attention was pulled away from the various knickknacks and odds and ends that lined the store as she saw her friend, Ovidia, step out from behind a curtain of beads into the shop.

Ovidia stood a bit shorter than Virgina, almost at five foot even. Surprisingly, she had a larger bust than Virgina, her small frame holding an unsuspecting pair of D cup tits that jiggled erotically with every step she took. Her raven black hair had streaks of red traveling through it, and was tied up into twin tails that sat at the sides of her head. Her choice in clothing left little to the imagination, as the bodice that acted as a shirt barely covered her tits, the areola of her nipples peaking out from the tops. Her wide hips made the short skirt she wore even shorter, a bit of cameltoe inching its way out from beneath it. Virgina licked her lips. She and Ovidia were committed bisexuals, and Ovidia was her favorite fuck buddy in addition to her best friend.

“Virgy! So nice to see you!” Ovidia said with a delighted squeal as she leaped into friends arms, pressing her chest tightly against her friends as she parted Virgina's lops with her tongue. They kissed passionately in the middle of the store, not caring who was watching from outside as Ovidia grabbed a handful of her friend's thong underwear and pulled them tightly into her ass crack. Virgina smiled and moaned into her friends mouth. Ovidia broke the kiss and took a big whiff of her friend. “Mmmm... You smell like sex... Been having fun on your off day?”

“No actually.” Virgina said, her troubles returning to her. “I've actually got a problem that I was hoping you could help me with.”

“Sure, hon. What's eating ya? Aside from everyone in town, that is.” The two laughed knowingly at this comment. Their free spirited sex lives were well known, and many of the town's citizens, both male and female, shared a similar lifestyle. But that's what happens when you live in a place called “Sin City”, Virgina thought to herself.

“It's just so damn weird.” Virgina said as she walked to the back with her friend. “I haven't had a good orgasm in about six weeks. Hell, I haven't even had a mediocre orgasm in about six weeks!”

“You? Damn, girl. That's serious shit when the sluttiest girl in town is having problems getting off.” Ovidia said. “So I'm guessing you came her seeking a bit of 'new-age' healing to turn that vertical frown of yours back into a smile?”

“More or less.” Virgina said. “At this point, I'm running out of ideas and money. Not even poor Varius can get his mommy off as of late.”

“Not that slobber ball cared if you were happy from the get go.” Ovidia said with a giggle. “Well, why don't I just pull out my book and see what we can do you get you back on your feet long enough for you to get back on your knees.” Ovidia then opened a safe in the back of the room and pulled out a large red book. Virgina was almost impressed that something like this was important enough to warrant a whole safe, but she wrote it off as more of Ovidia's magic stuff. “Let's see...” Ovidia mumbled to herself as she flipped through the book. “Not that.... That's not it... That's for men... That only works on the solstice... Ah! Here's an interesting item!”

“What?” Virgina asked, a bit hopeful.

“Summon Sex Familiar. This spell is apparently suppose to call forth a demon of lust to fulfill your every sexual desire.” Ovidia said, showing her friend the book. There was a picture of a human woman riding the cock... wait... cocks, of a devil horned man.

“Two dicks on one guy? Kinda bland, but I guess it's something new to try.” Virgina said, a bit disappointed.

“Oh, no! That's just an example.” Ovidia explained. “The sex familiar is tailored to your every need, even the needs of those that you didn't know you had!”

“What on earth could there be left for me to fuck?” Virgina said with a laugh. Ovidia giggled.

“It's worth a shot though. Here, I'll xerox you a copy of the instructions and get you the needed materials.”

~*~


Virgina had set up the summoning circle as instructed, and had prepared all of the needed ingredients for the ritual. She laughed to herself. She still can't believe that she was about to summon a sex demon to fuck her brains out. But all this was free, so anything was worth a shot.

“Ok. Everything is in place. All I need to do is recite the incantation and pour the semen on the center of the circle.” Virgina had gone out with Ovidia earlier and collected the pleasured juices of five different men and women to fill the needs of the ritual. The contents sat in some sort of “ceremonial chalice” that Ovidia had given her. Virgina cleared her throat and began to speak the ritual words aloud.

“Oh, mighty kings and queens of the forbidden flesh, do I call upon your power! Send unto me one of your children borne by carnal desires for carnal desires! Gift me with your ilk to teach me of the pleasures of the flesh, and welcome me into the true paradise!” Stifling a laugh by how corny that sounded, Virgina poured the contents of the chalice onto her floor, silently hoping it cleaned up easily.

At first, nothing happened. The cum pool spread out across the floor more as Virgina watched on. Varius let out an audible yawn from the other side of the room. Virgina looked back at him. “That's what I say, baby.” Virgina set the chalice down and crossed her arms. “Well fuck me. This was a complete waste of...”

Then something happened. The mixed fluids from her earlier lovers reached the edges of the circle, and then began to glow a bright red. Virgina stepped back instinctively, and Varius got up, barking at the sudden strange glow that filled the room. “What in the hell?”

Then, a large puff of smoke filled the room. Followed shortly after by the shrieking of the fire alarms. Virgina trudged over to the window, throwing it open as she tried to air out her condo from the sudden intrusion. With a few fierce coughs. The vision in the room began to clear up slowly, and Virgina took notice of the silhouetted figure that sat where the magic circle was.

“Wow...” An effeminate voice said from the smoke. “You're not bad looking, for a human. I think you may be able to make this fun for me.” As the smoke cleared, Virgina found the form of a small boy with deep red skin. He stood at four foot six, had yellow eyes, and a head of shaggy black hair that was parted by two small horns that grew out of the sides of his head. A tail wagged from side to side, almost seductively as he looked at her with the most feminine face she had ever seen on a boy. But what clearly gave this strange being away as a male was the erect cock it sported. No human child of similar size could have a cock like this, that much is certain. It was almost a rock hard ten inches in length, oozing precum, and throbbing like it was about to explode.

“What the fuck?” Virgina finally verbalized as smoke began to clear out completely. “A kid?”

“Who's a kid?” The little demon asked, an indignant look on his girly face as he stood up, his cock swaying with the sudden motion as he jutted it out proudly, puffing his chest out as he placed his hands on his hips. Virgina took notice of the wide set hips the boy had to him, as well as the slight puffiness of his chest, almost as if he had budding breasts of his own. “I'll have you know I'm almost 500 years old, lady! Your kind can only dream of being as old as me!”

“So... are you the...?” Virgina struggled to get out, still in awe at the sudden intrusion of this creature. He smiled, almost sweetly were it not for the seductive look in his feminine eyes.

“The demon you summoned? That's right!” The small devil boy slapped his cock, making it sway as he put his hand to his chest in a very girly manner. “My name is Dan'tatulicus Celcalivabus Maximagnamus! I'm a low class incubus, but for a beginner summoner like you, I'm more than enough to handle your needs!”

“Wait.... Dan'ta-whoda-whata?” Virgina asked, still at a loss for how to pronounce his name.

“ Dan'tatulicus Celcalivabus Maximagnamus! Don't your ears work, lady?” The devil boy asked with a sigh. “If it's too hard to pronounce, just call me Dante. One of my old summoners gave me that nickname to save him the time.”

“Dante.” Virgina repeated. She tasted the name for a bit, liking how it sounded. “Alright then, Dante... What are you...”

“Oh wow! You got a doggy!!” Dante cried out in surprise, running over towards Varius. “None of my summoners ever had a doggy before!”

“Hey! Careful, he bites!” Virgina warned, but to her surprise, Dante had his arms wrapped around Varius in a hug as the dog licked the demon boys face, wagging his tail a million miles an hour. Virgina had a hell of a time getting Varius to warm up to any of her friends, and even now he still looked at Ovidia with ill intent sometimes. But he had accepted this strange red skinned devil boy in less than five minutes. She rubbed her temples as she tried to absorb in all of this. “I can't believe that stupid summon spell actually worked. What the hell am I suppose to do with this kid?” As she trailed off in through, a sudden cry from Dante brought her back to reality. She expected Varius to have bitten him, but what she found was far more surprising.

“He's -ah!!- Such a good -ohh!- good doggy!” Varius had bent this little demon kid over, and was plugging his creamy red ass with his throbbing knot as though it were the most natural thing in the world. Dante held himself up as best he could with the massive weight of the Great Dane over top of him, his nine something inch long devil cock oozing precum all over the floor as Dante moaned for the invasion like... well... like Virgina would. She rubbed her face in her palms and walked towards the kitchen.

“I need a drink...”

Full story here: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/story-3434.html

Modern Day Goddess by Samuel Brandt (breast expansion, huge breasts, multiple breasts, body modification)

Kate looked at the clock again. Two-thirty AM and she couldn’t sleep. Lynn had been gone for over three weeks. In the intervening time, Max had increased his time with her to three or four nights a week. When he was there with her, life was fantastic. They had incredible sex, more like earth shattering sex, but also great conversations and downtime together. Max had taken to teaching her the ins and outs of sailing, and she could (almost) sail The Inflated Lady by herself. He started talking with her a little more about the business from a legal sense, with her using her basic pre-law knowledge to ask lots of questions about how something that’s probably only semi-legal is run without huge liability issues.



When Max wasn’t there, she felt empty. Empty, lonely and very, very horny. The cream was doing its job, even though she only used it on nights he wasn’t there. Her boobs now hung down to below her waist, the skin stretched grotesquely. She couldn’t even wear something to support them though because of how sensitive they had become. So she spent her days trying to focus on working out and trying not to think about Max or Lynn. The good news was her upper back and arms were starting to get true muscle tone, giving her an even more striking figure.



At night, it was even worse, when all she had to do was think. She was having an awful time sleeping lately. It was the one time of day she needed to have fabric against her skin. She found that by having the gauze wound really tight against her, it was more tolerable as they didn’t move around so much. ‘Tonight I think we went a little too tight,’ she thought, trying to adjust the fabric so the pressure wasn’t so uncomfortable.



She was beginning to realize that Lynn was right, her feelings for Max were more than just attraction or lust, she was falling for the man and falling for him hard. She found herself lying awake trying to decide what, if anything, she should do about it. She couldn’t tell Lynn either in their occasional conversations; she knew what her friend would tell her. Tonight was no different. She looked at the clock again, 2:45. ‘God, this is really digging in, and now I have to pee.’



She sat on the toilet, trying for the 10,000th time to come up with the right thing to say to Max. Just sitting there thinking about it, her chest felt so tight like she couldn’t breath. ‘I must be having a panic attack. I feel like I’m being smothered.’ She flushed and walked over to the sink, reached around her gauze-enclosed mams to run some water to splash on her face. It was getting worse; she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. ‘I’ve got to get this fabric off,’ she thought, ‘I know it’s in my head, but I feel like I’m being smothered.’ She reached for the scissors she kept for cutting the gauze off each morning, and slit the fabric from her neck to her belly. As the fabric fell away, she felt like she could breathe again. She took a couple of deep breaths. She looked at herself in the mirror in the dim moonlight and had to look again



‘My God, it wasn’t in my head, my breasts have gotten bigger.’ They were still hanging down from the effects of the cream, but they had swollen by several inches, enough that she could see the change in fullness. ‘There’s a side effect I haven’t seen before.’ She lifted her left breast with both hands, trying to feel if it weighted more. ‘It seems heavier too, how can that be.’ She released her boob, and it swung against the cool marble front of the sink. ‘Oh man, I’m feeling hot again.’ Leaning against the counter, she reached to the side and opened the drawer where she kept the vibrator. She started rubbing her tits against the counter top face and reached down between her legs. She was going to have to get this under control one day, but the fact her tits had swollen a little bigger was really turning her on.



She was about to insert the instrument when she looked up into the mirror again. Something wasn’t right. She switched off the vibrator and stood back, looking at herself. Her boobs were bigger than even a few minutes ago. They had filled out much of the loose skin, and were at least a couple inches wider than before. As she stood there, she could see them lengthening, slowly stretching down past her crotch. Her nipples and aerole were getting bigger too. She reached out to feel her nipples, she could feel them swelling like balloons. It was getting her amazingly hot, but she was also starting to get scared at the same time. She had to get some help.



She turned and headed for the bedroom door, she realized that they had gained some weight as she was standing there. She almost tripped and fell. She had to slow down and use her arms to carry her boobs. She could see them continue to enlarge in her arms, if anything even faster than before. By the 15 seconds it took her to make it to the door, she was struggling to hold them. She had to turn sideways just to open the door and turned back to go out. She was shocked to find that she would never fit through; her breasts were each now at least three feet wide. She turned sideways again and tried to squeeze through, but it was still too tight. ‘Maybe if I squeeze my boobs against my body…’ She reached out and found that as she grasped at her breasts, she couldn’t reach all the way to her nipples. She could barely touch her aerole at first, and after a few moments her girth was too much for that. The rubbing of her hands against her skin again made her weak in the knees, and she found herself falling forward. She tried to stand again, but the weight had become too much to lift. “Help! Help!” she started to yell, though she knew no one would be within shouting distance in the middle of the night.



She knelt in front of her expanding bosom, trying to clear her thoughts as to what to do. Her arousal was as great as it had ever been, but she was also in a state of panic. The adrenaline was keeping her mind clear enough to think. ‘The intercom! If I can get back to the bed, I can call whoever is on duty for help.’ Kate got to her feet, though she remained hunched over at an awkward angle. She looked down at her boobs, which were now almost four feet around and rose two and a half feet off the floor before reaching her torso. She started to pull the mounds of flesh, backing towards the bed in the center of the room. The feeling of the breast flesh sliding against the cool floor was driving her crazy, but once she was moving, she was able to keep the momentum going towards the bed. She couldn’t help but notice that with every step, she was able to stand a little straighter. ‘I’m still growing! What am I going to do!’



It took her almost a minute to move the 15 feet to the bed. She tried to maneuver herself to reach the intercom, but in doing so, she knocked it to the floor. She tried to bend over to get it, but her tits were in the way. She was just about to give up when the lights came on in the room. She swung her head around to the doorway. Max was standing there in a tuxedo watching her, looking much calmer than she felt.



“Max! You’ve got to help me! Something’s gone wrong! My boobs started growing and they aren’t stopping.”



Max approached her slowly. “I know, I switched the cream tonight to our newest, Version 4. No more implants needed. Isn’t it fantastic!”



“Fantastic! I can’t move!”



“But don’t they feel wonderful?”



Kate thought for a second and had to admit they did. She looked across her expanses to Max. She realized she was now standing nearly upright. Each of her breasts could not maintain a perfectly round shape at their massive size, so instead they each extended out over six feet in front of her and five feet to either side. They barely hung from her chest anymore. Instead the tops were level with her chest at about the four foot mark, and she could tell they were still rising slowly. She could barely see her nipples on the far side of her breasts, and only because they now stuck out a full eight inches from the surface of her flesh.



Max reached for her left nipple. “They’ll stop when all the cream is used up,” he said, as he bent over slightly and took the nipple into his mouth, barely able to fit it in. It hardened within seconds, as he started to massage her humungous tit.



This was more than she could bear. She realized that she was still holding the dildo she’d gotten out of the bathroom, and plunged it between her legs. She closed her eyes and focused on Max exertions against her body, pushing the vibrator in and out of herself, bringing her to one, two, then three climaxes and then more. She started to rub her body against her own breasts. The sensation was incredible! Every nerve on the surface of her skin felt electric, causing a little shock to run through her body, focusing everything on her crotch. At the same time, she could feel herself continuing to expand, the flesh spreading along the floor and pressing against her body. She rubbed herself as far as she could reach. Max continued to work on her left breast as she wished she could reach the right nipple as well.



After her eighth orgasm, she felt the heels of her feet start to leave the ground. As her foot rose, she started to realize she was being lifted up onto her own breasts. ‘I’ve got to pull myself together’ she thought and let go of the instrument between her legs, but left it in place. As her toes left the ground she opened her eyes again. She was astounded by what she saw. Her ample spheres were much bigger than before, she could no longer see over them. They had to be at least six feet tall! As she lay in her own cleavage, she lifted her head to look to the sides, and saw she had expanded across the room a full eight feet in both directions. She couldn’t really tell how far away her nipples were as the top curve of her breasts now stretched above her head. She knew they had remained out front as Max continued his efforts. She called to him. “Max, this can’t be right!”



He stood, the top of his head just barely in view. “Can’t you tell I’m busy!” He shouted. She called to him from across her giant udders. “Max, you’ve got to make this stop.”



“Why should I, this is what I’ve always wanted. It’s what I’m paying you for.”



“But Max, I can’t live like this.”



“That’s your problem, not mine. Besides, you wanted this as much as I.” He ducked back down and she could feel him sliding is dick between her two mounds. ‘God, why is this still turning me on so,’ she thought, ‘I’m a giant freak’



Another voice came from the balcony. “He’s right you know.” Kate could still turn to the side and saw Lynn walk out from the balcony wearing a bathrobe.



“Lynn, get some help, please.” She could feel herself continuing to rise, if anything she was growing even faster.



“This is what you wanted, Kate. Every time you got a new implant, you wanted to get bigger. Well, now you have the next size, and the next, and the next.” She strolled across to where Kate was suspended, now a foot off the ground. She untied the robe from around her waist and dropped it to the ground. Lynn was completely naked, and looked so beautiful to Kate she almost radiated a glow. “Let me help give you what you want, and you can give me what I want.” She moved around the side of Kate’s right tit, rubbing her hand as she went. Kate felt the irresistible urge stirring again. Lynn disappeared around the other side and Kate felt her approach her right nipple. She felt Lynn mouth on her nipple, sucking and making it hard. She felt her hands as well. As Lynn was teasing her teat, she realized that it must be huge, at least a foot long and a big around as a baseball bat. She felt Lynn start to press her body against Kate’s tit and she realized she was climbing her flesh. Lynn’s head appeared into Kate’s view across the expanse of bosom. “God Lynn, are you going to mount my nipple.”



Lynn looked dazed with lust. “I need this, Kate.” She impaled herself onto Kate, moving up and down in rhythmic fashion, her sweat covered body totaling dwarfed by Kate’s massive mound.



‘I surrender,’ thought Kate. She could still feel Max moving against her flesh, and as Lynn continued to writhe, she could stand it no more. Her capitulation seemed to release any resistance to further growth and her swollen tits exploded in size. As she watched Lynn being carried further away she could almost feel the breeze rushing as her body rose towards the ceiling. Her tits were expanding in all directions, as veritable sea of flesh. They were pushing the furniture to the sides of the room, appearing at least thirty feet from one side to the other. As she rose and pressed into the 12 foot ceilings, she was pushed back down into her own cleavage. Her two friends lost from view, all that was left was her own expanding flesh.

Sorry forgot link: the above story is from the Overflowing Bra site, dedicated to breast expansion stories. Lots worth a look.

http://www.overflowingbra.com/contestres.htm