Happy Birthday Marianne. I hope you get all the coochie you could ask for.
Premise:Marianne’s full of feelings. Her professor looks so pretty, it’s making the tent in Marianne’s dress enormous! The only problem is her religious upbringing has made her deathly timid of using any vulgar words. Can she explain her raging, throbbing emotions with her mushmouth in the way?
Marianne’s words came in labored stutters. She pulled against her dress, battling the raging demon rising and throbbing between her thighs.
“Oh, dear goddess. Oh my dear goddess.” She mumbled.
Every muscle in her being was screaming to race into action as her darling teacher approached the podium. Lately, Byleth had made it no secret her primary intention wasn’t to teach. No, the way the professor had been dressing made her current focus clear. That terribly small set of short shorts had shifted into a sad excuse for a belt she called a mini skirt. She didn’t need to even bend over to see her panties. Those tights… urgh, what was with those tights!? They were such an innocuous item to her before, but with so much more leg exposed, they made her heart race! Gosh, and that was only her features downwards. Marianne could hardly look at her chest and those horribly undersized clothes without her hands shooting down to keep down that pillar of shame! Byleth wanted attention, and Marianne couldn’t look away!
Marianne had long since been through puberty, but had thought nothing of it. Though her body was burdened by an unusually large and active organ on her crotch, she’d somehow never felt the burning urges she saw her peers going through, the ones the church had warned her about for nearly her whole life. Yet now, as an adult on the verge of completing her studies, those feelings had finally caught up to her. Boys had never gotten her that special sort of excited. That reality had fooled her into thinking she was devout enough to dodge temptation. Yet now, she learned she was merely looking in the wrong place. Other girls got her this sort of “special excited”. Very special excited. Her dear professor especially got her very, very special excited.
Yet, just as her urges had started to flair to new heights, Marianne had come to realize she had no vocabulary for the lewd!
Her clerical upbringing had preached so much on the wrongs of promiscuity that she’d quashed fresh interests as they sprouted. Not to mention, her constant mental cacophony of guilt had drawn her attention away from figuring out the blooming intricacies of young adults interacting intimately. She wasn’t just too awkward to healthily express her carnal desires. She was so poorly versed in the naughty and so terribly embarrassed to embrace it, she couldn’t even bear to say a dirty word on her lips!
That usually wasn’t an issue. She could keep being the same good church girl as she’d always been, and successfully quell the very large, very long impulses between her legs. Yet, something about the way Byleth was flaunting her goods now interested her. Something about the way she walked all labored and dripping with unfamiliar liquids after leaving a closet with Professor Manuela tested her. The naughty side of Marianne’s mind had awakened. She’d always considered her professor to be a dear friend. Now, she wanted to be more than just a friend, whatever that was.
These feelings were embarrassing. Marianne wished they were easy to contain, but she had to admit they weren’t unpleasant. Embracing these thoughts on such a rare occasion would fill her with this energy she’d scarcely felt before. Whenever her mental fortitude started to wane, when that constant internal monologue telling her to focus on something else peeled away and vivid imagery filled her head instead, her heart raced like nothing else. She always seemed to go back to the same picture. Her professor and herself together. Byleth would smile and then… a-and then she’d bend her knees a-and…
“Marianne?” A deep voice rang.
Marianne snapped back to earth. Her eyes went wide, her face went beat red. She looked up. A face didn’t greet her. An exceedingly ample chest in tight clothes, still wobbling a little from that last clack of the heels, met her gaze.
Marianne’s hands quit their wrestling against the bulge in her dress. She gawked open mouthed at the big round feminine shapes as the tent pitched in her clothing became readily apparent to anyone nearby.
“…Marianne?” The voice repeated.
Finally, Marianne’s head tilted fully upwards. Her professor, her dear, beautiful professor’s face stared back. Such fine deep purple eyes, such soft skin… Byleth was… Beautiful? Beautiful worked, but it felt inaccurate. The way her lips glistened in the lights, freshly moisturized, gleaming with pink makeup, just so very plump, all of that was more than just beautiful. Her face was… A word. A word she couldn’t find in her prim and proper brain. A word she knew was deep in that forbidden, quelled side of her mind she must have heard Sylvain mutter once. Marianne wanted to touch those lips. With her hands? No, no. With her own lips? An even deeper rush of red ran across her face. Yes. Yet, most of all, she really, really wanted to touch those lips with her-
“Marianne!” Byleth shouted.
“G-GAAAH!” yelped Marianne. Oh gods, she’d really gotten so lost in Byleth’s face that she’d just been daydreaming! How long had she even been staring?
“P-professor! I-I’m so, s-so sorry!” Marianne blurted, mind racing to scourge up some excuse. “I-I was just so sleepy from attending to the stables that I-”
“Marianne, this behavior is unacceptable.” Byleth calmly stated. “If you don’t pay attention in class, then I…”
Now Marianne was the one to be left hanging mid conversation while someone’s focus drifted elsewhere. Byleth’s pupils had darted down, not long at all, just for a split second. Yet, that first glance was the first taste of a drug. Her dear teacher couldn’t help but take a more involved look. The moment she tried to look away and continue their conversation, her muscles failed her. Her attention sunk totally south.
Byleth was absolutely hypnotized by that tower in Marianne’s lap.
Marianne didn’t know how to react as she looked at her teacher’s face. Steadily she saw Byleth’s typical blankness flair into a face flushed full. Marianne hadn’t yet groked the language of love, but even she realized what was happening. The way Byleth’s eyes glistened, the way her jaw was adrop, the way her drool dangled on her tongue as she desperately craved… something… was clearly more than just happy.
And with her dear teacher so perplexed, Marianne grew curious. She shifted her hips a bit. The tent standing tall beneath her dress shifted. Byleth’s head followed on instinct. Marianne grew frazzled at all this attention. That strange feeling was coming back again, steadily cleaving through any sense of embarrassment from before. Her already tall standing dress bulge surged just a little taller, and flexed beneath its cloth prison. A drop of some fluid unknown to Marianne dewed at the tip, wetting the peak of the structure ever so slightly.
“Oh dear goddess…” Byleth breathed heavily.
“Professor I, um” Marianne felt a need to comment. Animal instincts were taking over. She felt as though the two of them had somehow acknowledged each other as very VERY pretty. She needed to reaffirm to her teacher that this funny feeling was all mutual!
“P-professor I really… I-I really w-want t-to…” Marianne couldn’t spit it out. She knew what she wanted to do, but couldn’t find the verb for it!
Her sudden surge of passion raced for any other outlet it could find to race out her mouth! “Y-your lips are… are so gorgeous, Professor. I would um… I l-like when they move!”
Byleth snapped out of her lap bound trance to acknowledge what Marianne had just said.
“Marianne, you can’t distract the teacher by acting in such a strange manner!” Byleth explained. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to stay late today. We have a lot we’ll need to talk about in a special session of erection.”
Marianne was confused. That word was unfamiliar to her. “E-erection? Is that um… Is that like a special sort of detention?
Byleth’s eyes shot fully open as she finally realized her mistake. Thank god there weren’t any other students in this corner of the class to overhear her!
“N-nope! I just misspoke, let’s not dwell on it much more, shall we?” She hurriedly excused herself. “Marianne just… just please stay late after class. W-we have to focus on some extra things!”
Still Marianne struggled to properly parse this flurry of emotion. She felt like she’d sort of just got that affirmation that the two of them both thought they were that special sort of “really pretty”.
Marianne’s heart started to flutter at that realization. Her racing mind grew bolder. A part of her wanted to do some things quite out of line. Marianne felt a sudden urge to command Byleth, to say they needed to do this, whatever this was, right now! She wanted her body to take over and do whatever was making her heart race!
Yet, even though these unfamiliar desires were so fierce, Marianne couldn’t seem to overcome her natural shyness. That strict upbringing and devotion to the goddess kept the obvious, gargantuan manifestation underneath her dress below cloth. Years of baked in shame were the crumbling walls keeping her from kissing her professor right then and there.
Class dragged on. So much energy was rushing through Marianne’s veins, it felt as if time was in slow motion. She’d never been this attentive in class. It felt like every word her dear teacher said stuck to her effortlessly. Her concentration only truly lapsed when her dear professor’s lips looked particularly wet. Daydreams sprang as she relished the motion of those luscious lips.
She could see that gorgeous mouth in her fantasies dancing from lecturespeak to more personal interests. They were miming out messages. “Marianne, I’m so lonely”. “Marianne, you’re so cute”. “Marianne I want to…” Urgh what were those words. She couldn’t make them out, but they made that space between her thighs climb even higher. “Marianne I want to something-exciting your something”. “Please something-so-very-exciting my needy something”. Only after all that whirled in her head would Marianne realize her breathing was so heavy it was audible, and her hands were dancing on that shameful spike of linen. Then, she’d turn to the clock expecting an hour to have elapsed, with mere minutes transpiring instead. That was the lesson, over and over again. Marianne had never anticipated anything like these upcoming moments of privacy with the professor.
The lecture ended. Classmates filed out. Normally, Marianne felt a bit of dread for anything related to detention. Yet now, she felt none of that. She was excited. Even she realized this wasn’t really anything related to discipline.
Byleth approached. Fresh beads of sweat dewed on Marianne’s forehead with every clack of her heels. The professor was looking right at her, right at that mountain of shame under her dress.
“Marianne?” Byleth began. “This is unprofessional of me to say the least, but I have to ask… Do I inspire certain feelings in you?”
Marianne nodded her head. She had just about every feeling coursing through her blood.
“P-professor?” Marianne began.
“Yes Marianne?” Byleth replied.
Marianne’s heart raced. The first assertive desires she’d felt in all her adult life were raging inside her. She wanted something. Bad.
Marianne gulped. “P-professor I really want to s-see… s-s-seee y-your… u-um…”
Byleth let it all play out. Marianne got a sense her teacher wanted this all just as bad.
“I-I really want you t-to… t-to… “ Marianne was shaking.
“T-t-turn around!” Marianne asked.
“Turn around?” Byleth repeated.
“N-now!” Ordered Marianne.
Oh… oh my god, she’d just told her teacher, her superior, to do something! Such a rush! To her astonishment, her dear teacher obeyed. Byleth wasn’t mad or ready to scold Marianne. It almost looked as if there was a smile in the corner of her lips as she executed the command.
Marianne felt wild. She felt uncontrollable, and totally ready to take further control and finally express these raging urges!
Except… Except um… What did she do now? What was the next piece of business when two people really really liked each other? Was it undressing? Oh goddess, but that’s so indecent!
Fresh shame started to churn up in Marianne’s soul as she tried to spit out that next fateful command. Every moment she thought she’d finally found the strength to will the words off her tongue, her lips stumbled and left the girl silent. Her big rigid mound propped between her dress lost some altitude every time. Things grew softer. Yet, finally, after too many arduous attempts, she found the words.
“P-please take off your cl-” Marianne froze. Old religious drillings rang in her head. Things swung down a tier, yet again.
“Sh-show me your back!” Marianne blurted.
“…My back?” Byleth asked confusedly.
Oh no. That wasn’t an exciting thing people did, was it? No, she’d swung too hard the other way! Marianne scrambled to try and keep the spark of the moment alive.
“Y-yeah! Show me it, Professor. I really want to see it.” Marianne elaborated, somehow hoping that’d save face.
Byleth tried to make sense of what Marianne was saying. “When you say back, do you mean my literal back, like shoulder blades and such? Or do you mean, um, farther south? Like do you want to see my bu-”
“The first one!” Marianne rang out. Wait no, damnit! Her impulses to avoid indecency had fully gushed to life once more, and doomed her one easy way out!
Marianne felt terribly awkward. Her voice dropped to a hush and her embarrassment crested to an all time high. She watched as Byleth obeyed her command. The older woman pulled off her jacket, undid the tight black garment hugging her chest, and exposed her near naked back to Marianne, with only a strap of a bra left marking it.
It was certainly a nice looking back, muscular, well defined, as good as a back could get, she supposed. Yet, it didn’t excite Marianne in the slightest. This absolutely wasn’t what super excited people did in privacy! She was just so terribly ashamed. She knew so little about love that she’d fumbled things this spectacularly.
“Is uh… Is my back to your liking?” Byleth asked.
This was too much. Marianne could feel the bewildered disappointment in her professor’s voice. All that rush of control she’d once felt was gone. Marianne had to end this.
“Professor I…” she began. “Thank you for humoring me with all this. I don’t think I really um… I’m…”
“I think I understand, Marianne.” Byleth interrupted. It was evident now things weren’t going anywhere. “This sort of thing can be awkward. If the mood’s passed, the mood’s passed.”
Those words of reassurance felt as if they were padding more regretful sentiment. Marianne’s skirt went totally flat as her attention shifted elsewhere. How dare she grow so close to being scandalous with her dear teacher? Clearly this was all just a ploy by the goddess to test Marianne.
Things seemed to be over. Byleth was redressing and Marianne was content to sit in her usual mire of self doubt. Yet, before either party could fully end the encounter, something small intervened.
“Whoops.” The professor lamented.
Her jacket had fallen to the floor. Byleth bent over to pick up the garment, right before Marianne.
As Marianne sulked in the remnants of another failed human interaction, her eyes caught one last glance of her dear professor. She saw her dear teacher, and more importantly, her dear teacher’s bottom protruding so much.
Was it always that big? It seemed so much larger when it was up close. The way it shook and bounced just by the smallest amount as her other muscles flexed was… Oh, oh dear goddess.
That storm of shaming voices started to evaporate in her mind. That hyper focus Marianne had felt earlier came back in full. The flattened ground of Marianne’s lap came whirling back to life, as a new monument to these unfamiliar emotions came back to their peak form.
Marianne felt something. Her body was going on a sort of autopilot as raw passion took over. Her lips moved all their own in a weak murmur. She couldn’t stop herself from commenting.
“That’s… oh, that’s such a fat ass…” Marianne whispered.
Ass? Marianne knew that word? It was indecent but she seemed to have learned it at some point. Perhaps she’d known it for some time and her chast mind had lied to her about it. New words sprung free. Marianne was… hard? Byleth was… sexy! And Marianne wanted to put her shame… No, Marianne wanted to shove her dick into Byleth’s…
In that moment, it all clicked. Every single building block that had piled for this moment fit together in the perfect shape. All those memories of horribly naughty words she’d heard out of context, all those rude stories she’d overheard and dismissed, all those vivid dreams she’d had where it felt she was just on the edge of something… It all came together. Marianne understood her feelings.
As Byleth put on her jacket, readied herself to leave, and opened the door, Marianne spoke up. “Professor?”
Byleth looked back at the girl. “Yes Marianne?”
A short pause persisted. Marianne looked right into Byleth’s eyes. She couldn’t believe what she was about to say.
“Professor? …I want to fuck you.” She bellowed.
Byleth did a double take. She shook her head in disbelief. Marianne repeated herself.
“I want to fuck you.” She repeated. “Come back in here, take that jacket and top off, and let those big tits bounce for me.”
Byleth’s jaw went wide.
Marianne grew bolder. “I-I want to feel those big titties on my cock while your whore face sucks me off.”
Byleth shut the door.
“A-and I want to fuck your pussy too! I want to break in your slutty fucking cunt with my fat dick! I want to put a baby in your womb! I-I want to fuck you so hard I might put one in your ass too! I-I don’t know if that’s possible b-but… but I want to fuck you hard, Professor! I want to fuck you so ba-”
Marianne’s speech was stopped with a kiss.
Marianne wrapped her arms around her dear professor, drawing her even closer. She savored that sweet wellspring of human emotion that erupted from their lip to lip contact so very dearly. A girl who had scarcely felt worth all her life had everything positive affirmed for her in that moment. She was loved. She was hot shit. And this bitch was about to choke on her dick something fierce.
Byleth’s hands were far more busy all that while. Marianne felt digits claw under her hemline and push her dress aside. Lacey underwear strained to bursting tasted fresh air for the first time that day. The kiss broke as her dear professor had to focus. The waistband was pulled aside.
“Good goddess…” Byleth shuddered.
Marianne’s cock was standing at its full capacity. A cock like a forearm, a gigantic shaft that climbed past the 14 inch mark, stood at attention before the professor. It shook. It writhed. It’s veins pulsed and twitched as blood rushed through the monster. It somehow grew even bigger as the professor drunk the sight in, that beastly flesh just so happy to greet its new hole.
It couldn’t keep its excitement contained. The tower of cock meat flexed. Fresh pre dewed at the surface, built into a bubble, and then slid down the shining shaft. The fluid’s descent guided the professor’s eyes even farther south, to greet the powerplant energizing that thing. Balls the size of apples, the size of Byleth’s own chest were sitting taut and full and begging for a hand to touch them! My god what an amazing cock!
It was clear to see the professor was enraptured. Marianne could see the poor woman’s brain fry as the sight consumed her, as the fumes of cock sweat wafted against her face. There wasn’t a functioning brain in there right now. There was some barely functional amalgam of instincts demanding Byleth suck that monster until it fucked her cunt hard enough to stuff her with kids.
Marianne was eager to perform to her professor’s expectations.
Her hand reached out to pull away at Byleth’s bra. The professor’s luscious breasts, so round and ample and full it was as if the goddess herself resided in them, bounced like whorish balloons from the student’s tug. Marianne groaned in desperation at the sight. She took control and posed the other woman like a toy. She had to get those milky pillows sandwiching her cock!
“I’m gonna fuck your tits! I’m going to fuck your big fat fucking hooker knockers, Professor!” Marianne declared proudly. Shit, it felt good to be this vulgar! This felt like the perfect language for fucking!
Byleth took Marianne’s cues and began to reposition. Slowly she adjusted her pose, taking one of her melons in each hand. She leaned her chest forward, up against that big pillar of girlmeat until it touched the base of her chest. The head was dancing so deliciously close to her mouth.
The professor pressed her boobs together against the cock. Marianne threw her head back in delight. Her virgin lips cried out in bliss as she felt her partner rock those titties back and forth, angling and swishing her cock around in soft mammary flesh. By the time Marianne had regained enough of her senses to open her eyes and look back at her busty slut, the professor was ready to take it one step further. A warm wet tongue wiggled down out of plush pink lips. It touched the damp skin where Marianne’s dewing preseed had just sat. It licked and licked, savoring every second of the heavenly taste of girl cock.
Marianne positively lost it.
The whole girl’s frame started to shake and squirm as her inexperienced body could simply take it no more. Premature orgasm was here! That beastly cock head plumed and burst with a fat glob of sticky white jizz, blasting with impact right against her dear professor’s face! That first massive dam break missed the other woman’s mouth entirely. Upper lip, nose, forehead, even some of her hair was what caught that first shot. Another shot now, a slower, heftier shot. This once finally graced her lips and let her sweet professor read up on the taste of girl semen, though most of it still sloppily blasted against Byleth’s face. A third started to escape. Now her tutor truly took control. Byleth’s mouth wrapped around the head and took every remaining bit of that white geyser into her whore face.
Marianne’s cock continued to shake and writhe. The gush of sperm slowed from hot steaming bursts into a gradual stream-like flow. Things seemed to be calming down. Marianne’s mega shot was nearing completion; good thing too as Byleth’s mouth was packed near full. Finally, it ceased. Byleth choked down as much of that sticky cum as she could. Her mouth was still stained in a sheen of white by the end of her best efforts, but it was still enough to talk.
It seemed as though the professor was worried that Marianne might be self conscious about blowing her load already.
Byleth smiled warmly. “It’s okay that you blew prematurely Marianne. If we’re done already-”
“Done?” Marianne asked confusedly.
As that ridiculous slab of cock departed from Byleth’s hands, it took on new life. That steadily softening semi-erection was back at peak throb with just a few stray pumps of Marianne’s hands. Straggler strains of semen dirtied her hands as her flexing cock cleared the way for more.
“Professor, when people fuck, do they only go one round?” She asked. “I heard something like that from Ingrid about Sylvain going one round, but I figured she was lying! I nut at least three times in tissues before I’m satisfied! I still really want to fuck your pussy and your ass really really bad!”
Byleth looked like she was in shock. Her eyes darted between Marianne’s face and Marianne’s rock hard dick. It seemed she couldn’t believe such a shy girl was actually a nymphomaniac fuck queen. Maybe now she had just realized what she’d gotten into.
Marianne was tired of this. Maybe she had the patience for vacant longful staring when she was too scared to call her cock a pussy crusher, but that wouldn’t do anymore! She was hungry! She needed more!
In a fit of passion, Marianne pushed her dear professor onto a table behind her. That delicious subject was on full display for the excited introvert student. Such a luscious figure, such a toned body, such a cute back! Now only one question remained…
“Ass or pussy?” Marianne asked.
Byleth looked back at her student, specifically at the erect square peg she’d just suggested was going in a round hole.
She gulped. “I don’t think either will-”
“I’ll make it fit!” Marianne interrupted with devilish excitement in her voice.
Any fear left in her initial assessment left as her professor’s pulse started to pound. That deviousness was infectious.
Smiling excitedly, she answered. “Fuck my fat ass!”
Marianne once more took control, manhandling that onahole of a teacher to her liking. Now Byleth was fully on her stomach, with that big behind she’d been flaunting in such short apparel finally exposed for the taking. Her fat dick tapped the entrance to her professor’s anal passage. It flexed and spread just a tad excitedly. That was still tragically small for anything Marianne-sized. Lubricant was needed.
To her surprise, her dear professor presented a vial of some unknown watery substance.
“Do you… always keep that on you?” Marianne asked.
“I thought you might finally pop today.” Byleth answered. “I’ve seen you touch your cock bulge in class before.”
A smug smile crept on Marianne’s face. “Awfully smart for a bimbo”.
Hands grasped the vial. Liquid wet that forbidden hole. The remaining vile’s worth was slathered all over her cock. Now things were truly ready! Marianne pressed her penis against that entrance again. Still resistant. This time though, she wasn’t deterred.
She pushed. She pushed and angled and shoved her dick against that hole with as much force as she could muster. Steadily it dug in, just a little. Tight anal ring hugged her cock tip. Her professor was breathing heavily. She could hear her grunt, trying to flex that muscle to relax it. Her efforts were rewarded. Slowly and steadily, Marianne started to sink in!
“Fuck! Fuuuuuuck~!” Byleth started to groan.
Those wails only made Marianne grow bolder. Further in she dove! Finally, her cock head was totally encased in Byleth’s forbidden hole!
With her teacher’s defenses shattered by the stretched anal ring, all that resistance was far lessened than before. Marianne could shove her huge shaft in far more easily now, garnering nothing more than easily quashed resistance and a primal groan from her teacher.
It was finally time to fuck this ass for all it was worth!
Marianne’s hips went to work. She dove her deepest into sphincter yet, pressing all but the last few inches up Byleth’s ass. Her teacher was panting and mewling in such a wild mix of emotions.
“So full…” She gasped. “S-so full…”
Relief came not long after. Marianne pulled back, her own face contorting as those sensitive nerves on her cock head felt the delicious squeeze of Byleth’s insides. Then, back in she went! In and out, over and over, Marianne started fucking her teacher’s bouncy backside!
The girl was quick to grow bolder. Just a minute or two of slamming that wet, thick cock out of that newly loosened whore hole and she was ramping up the pace. Byleth was holding on to the side of the table for dear life. If Marianne hadn’t frequently shot to muffle her professor’s loud moans with her hands, the whole monastery would have known just how good she was at dicking Byleth.
Yet, Marianne didn’t stay in control to stem blissful moans for too long. This felt far too good. That tender squeeze of flesh, that delicious blunt impact of her balls pressing against cheeks, all mixed with the most lavous image of her half naked teacher taking it all… Fuck it was way too hot!
Hands shot to hips as Marianne grew more excited. Her fingers sunk into wonderfully tender flesh, the perfect sensation to drive her railing even harder. Faster she went, like an animal in a frenzy. Every moment she gave into the desire to go faster and harder felt better than the last! She was intoxicated, in a fit of manic fucking!
“Professorrrrr~!” She groaned. “Professor you’re so beautif… You have such a nice voi… F-fuck, your ass is so fucking TIGHT! NNNNGHHHH~!”
There was no stopping it! Marianne’s balls clenched and rumbled, draining and squeezing that taut full ballsack as hard as her muscles could! With a loud, wet, noisy *SPLRT!* Marianne’s fire hose yet again erupted!
Even with her cock plunged so deep into her dear teacher’s asshole, the sound of her cumshot was fully audible to the duo. While most of the load was flooding Byleth’s gut at an intense rate, enough was deluging out to make a noisy backwash flooding back out Byleth’s bottom onto Marianne’s crotch!
Now the beast-cursed girl froze, forcing her ridiculous cock down to all but the hilt inside Byleth. Her head was thrown up high, groaning as an even larger load than the one she’d pumped on teach’s face and titties drained into their new home. She was totally awash in the sweet pleasure of release, not at all caring about the sloppy spray of her own cum blasting back out Byleth’s backside onto the table. She didn’t even notice Byleth’s concerned face as she watched her tummy bloat and balloon from the obscene volume of cum Marianne was unloading inside her. She just let it happen, absorbed in the sheer bliss of orgasm.
When the flow from her manhood finally ceased, only then did Marianne get a picture of the situation. Cum was soaking her crotch, a considerable portion of table, and dribbling onto the stone floors below. Byleth looked lethargic, and well satisfied. Her stomach looked as if it were three months pregnant, just from the flood of Marianne’s fluids.
“Ooooh… Oh Marianne… “ Byleth spoke out. “That was wonderful…”
After a brief pause, Marianne retorted. “Was?”
The girl’s giant python withdrew from Byleth’s hole. An enema of semen leaked out of her dear professor the moment the cork was pulled, further ruining the wooden fixture with their sin. Marianne’s cock was no limp and ready to rest rod. Even after two ejaculations that would put dragons to shame, she was still hard as a rock.
“B-but Professor!” Begged Marianne. “I still haven’t fucked your pussy! I need to feel what it’s like! Can’t I please still fuck your folds! I need to feel what a skank’s cunt feels like on my fat dick!”
Byleth tried not to laugh. Marianne was really enjoying her new lease on vulgar language.
“Marianne, I’d be happy to, but I’m about to pass out.” Byleth answered after a yawn. “I don’t have any energy after fucking that intense. If you fuck my pussy now, I might just fall asleep in the middle of it, even if your thing is that big.”
“…Can we do that?” Marianne asked. “Professor, if I don’t calm my dick down enough, I’m going to end up having to jack off on the way back to my dorm! Can I please pound your whore pussy? Please!?”
That sounded like some lame excuse to keep fucking her. Still, after all this, Byleth hardly seemed out of the mood. Marianne got the feeling that getting used like a jizz tissue by one of her students was positively the hottest thing she’d ever done. Marianne had to agree, it still got her so hard even after spilling so much seed.
“Tell you what” Byleth started, closing her eyes. “You just go to town on me. If I go to sleep, I go to sleep.”
Byleth did one last shift of her body to get on her back. She spread her legs and let Marianne have full access to that pretty pink pussy of hers, ready to get gaped to insanity by Marianne’s monster cock.
At first it seemed as though the shock of something that large inside her might drum the professor back to life. Her eyes bulged back open for a moment. Her expression was enthralled. Yet, in mere minutes of pussy pounding, Byleth had relaxed back to the point of near unconsciousness. It wasn’t long until Marianne was happily plowing away at her teacher’s cunt, all while her body was limp and snoring…
——–
Byleth awoke. She could barely see Marianne past her bloated stomach.
“Hm-MM? How long has it been?”
“Over an hour, Professor.”
“And you’re still not done?”
“N-no. It’s too good!”
“How many times have you cum inside me?”
“Th-three.”
“Urgh, I’m for sure pregnant. I’ll be lucky if I don’t have triplets…”
“Should I stop Professor?”
Byleth’s eyes were shut again.
“Professor?”
Byleth’s legs weakly wrapped around Marianne’s waist.
“Keep going until… *Yawn* Until you’re fucking dry…”
This started ok then just got very frustrating towards the end, so ended the chapter a bit earlier than I wanted to and will finish it up next chapter.
The Adventures of the Smiling Woman Layer
Written by Silent Soul Ken SSK
Edited and Assisted by Slicerness
Chapter 3
Building Bridges
Naruto was pounding into Ino hard as she moaned and panted. Her arms wrapped around his back while her legs were spread out as he thrust into her with his considerable schlong. Ino gasped into his ear, “D-Did you get even bigger?” She asked, breathless.
He had, actually, it had been about 2 days since his encounter with Tayuya and he began to measure himself from that day forward. It was awkward but he felt it necessary. Indeed, he had found that he’d grown; his 19 inches hitting the 21 inch mark. It was becoming slightly disconcerting, further measuring revealed his balls had also grown a bit as well. He had even weighed them, they weighed 10 pounds and were big as softballs. He was slowly becoming… disturbed by his seemingly endless growth. But he wouldn’t worry about it until it got… out of hand, so to speak. For now he would continue what he normally did.
“Maybe.” He replied, earning a giggle from Ino.
She then leaned up and kissed his cheek, “You just keep on getting bigger, your cock is the only cock that can satisfy me.” She purred and moved to kiss his lips-
Only for him to turn his head slightly at the last second. She looked slightly hurt but kissed his cheek again.
Despite what most people thought Ino truly did love Naruto, she hoped to convey that one day. Until then she would treasure every time they did it; feeling him overfill her, balls pressed against her ass, was utter perfection.
Naruto could feel the orgasm ready to spill out as his dick bulged even bigger, but a knock at the door stopped him.
He groaned and created a shadow clone to answer the door for him. The clone pulled on some pants before walking over and opening it.
Standing there was a man with a bandana headband on his head and his face had scars running along it. Next to him was a familiar face, the Sound Infiltrator Tayuya, she was wearing a maid outfit and was staring at Naruto with a face of fear and meekness.
The man briefly glanced behind the Naruto in front of him to see Naruto with Ino, but his face didn’t shift as he shifted his gaze back to the clone, “The Third has commanded that Tayuya be placed under your care.” He announced. “Inoichi was able to restore her mind but it was a extensive process. You had reduced her to a vegetative state due to tremendous trauma.” Naruto shrugged, unapologetic. “While we were able to restore her mind she still retains a great instinctive fear of you, something that doesn’t apply to the rest of us, making her every bit the threat that she is if you lose control of her. Do you understand?” He said.
The clone nodded, “You’re Ibiki then?” He asked, to which the man nodded, “Hmmm… does he also plan on giving me a better place to live? This is really cramped for 2 people and with my reputation I’m gonna need a bigger place.”
Ibiki nodded, “Yes, in fact he’s already got a building planned for you. It will be ready in about a month.” He confirmed.
The clone scratched his head, freezing Tayuya with a firm look.“You, come in here and go to the kitchen, wait for me there, understood?” He ordered at Tayuya, who nodded meekly but was reluctant to part from Ibiki’s side.
“Now.” Came his command a second later, causing her to jump and quickly make her way towards the room.
Ibiki leaned in, “Inoichi would prefer it if you don’t traumatize her again, despite bringing her mind back he had a very difficult time trying to erase your presence. He eventually gave up and just lumped all memories of you together and combined them into a deep seated fear of your wrath. If you broke her again she would have to die; he refuses to do it again.” Ibiki muttered.
The clone scratched his head, “And just when I thought I found myself someone who can handle me at my peak.” He sighed, “Very well, tell the old man I’ll watch her, but also tell him he owes me ‘all you can eat’ at Ichiraku..”
Ibiki found it slightly humorous that not only was this boy ordering him, but seemed utterly fearless of the third. Then again when he had watched the camera footage of the interrogation he took the boy’s command seriously. Naruto had displayed strength well beyond any Jounin he was quite sure that if they fought Naruto would come out the victor. “I’ll tell him remember don’t traumatize her.” he said and he left.
The clone closed the door and then vanished. Naruto pulled out just as his clone vanished ignoring Ino’s legs as she tried to keep him in his cum shooting out and splattering her front liberally. The orgasm lasted a whole minute in which her entire torso was covered by hot sticky seed.
When it was over she sighed then slid out from under him and went to the bathroom to wash it off while Naruto put on the pants that the clone had worn. He sat across from Tayuya staring at her while she stared at him fearfully. “A few ground rules…” she straightened slightly “First, no badgering or making people angry for a fight. Second don’t go out unless I tell you to. Failure to meet these two will result in a punishment you will not enjoy.” He laid down the law. She nodded, too afraid to object,.
“Good now then let’s get you some clothes if you’re gonna be living here… also keep in mind I will have sex with you every now and then so I would suggest training yourself, mostly by loosening your holes. Remember you are pretty much my responsibility so whatever I want to do to I can without consequence.” she swallowed but nodded. He then walked to the closet pulling out his clothes, “Come.” He ordered as he walked to the door. She stood and followed him at a distance.
They headed down to the clothing store where the woman at the counter glared at Tayuya when Naruto wasn’t looking, only to morph into a sweet, innocent smile when he looked her way. Eventually Naruto walked off to find some more and the woman glared at Tayuya.
The redhead, both unnerved and annoyed, finally spoke, “What the fuck are you looking at?” she growled.
The woman scowled “I don’t know who the hell you are but you better watch your back from now on.” she snarled.
Naruto then walked up and smacked the back of Tayuya’s head lightly, “I thought I told you not to pick a fight.” she was about to reply when he turned to the clerk “As for you, Yuki I’m disappointed in you. I thought you were more mature than this.” He said coldly.
Yuki flushed “I’m just looking out for you Naruto dear! I-I mean I know you’re above this… girl.” she hissed, giving a poisonous glare at Tayuya.
Naruto sighed “First of all she’s not my lover, just a maid. Secondly she’s under my care per orders of the Third Hokage. Finally, while under my care I will not tolerate any threats toward her even for my… ‘benefit’.” Tayuya was shocked by that final, skeptical statement. “Now then can I purchase these?” He held up the bundles of clothes up. After a while she calmed down enough to complete the transaction and the two left.
-Later that Day-
Naruto tapped his foot as the Third Hokage went through the various orders. It was clear that the old man was running out of low ranking missions. Naruto had proven to be extremely competent as he completed missions with the greatest of ease. He glanced at Sakura who was glaring at the third, then a Sasuke who looked about as annoyed as his stoic persona would allow him, and decided to say what was on all of their minds. “Hey old man, give us something around B-rank.”
Sarutobi fell silent and looked up at Naruto, “A B-rank huh? Yes, I suppose we could; you have demonstrated incredible prowess lately… but can the other two keep up with you?” He asked.
Naruto nodded, “I don’t see how they can’t.”
The Third hummed in thought before he nodded, “Very well, I have a mission for you then. You will be escorting this gentleman to his home and guarding him while he finishes a project. Come on in.” the Third shouted.
A man came in reeking of booze holding a flask in one hand, he had gray hair and wore simple clothes with a bamboo hat. He drank from the flask then looked at the four, “So these kids? You sure they’re any good?” He asked sarcastically. He was about to drink from his flask again when he then realized his hand was empty.
Naruto stood there holding the flask in one hand, “Wha- how did-?”
There was a stunned silence, nobody had seen Naruto move… nobody except the third and Kakashi.
Sarutobi narrowed his eyes, ‘This speed is not unlike his father’s… if anything he’s even faster… Naruto what did you do to obtain this power?’ He wondered, mildly concerned.
Naruto then walked up to the man, “Satisfied?” He asked simply.
The man nodded “You’re quicker than you look! We’ll be leaving tomorrow if that’s alright with you, Third Hokage?” He asked, the old man nodded.
-Naruto’s Home-
Naruto sighed as he looked at Tayuya’s nude body, which shivered under his inspective gaze. She still had the enlarged breasts and butt that Anko had forced upon her. He had to admit, seeing her like this made him… very eager to have sex with her, but he knew he couldn’t go all out like before.
So he decided he would try something he had been thinking of when Hinata finally did it with him. He gestured for her to come forward. She obeyed dutifully, only to squeak when he grabbed her waist and pulled her down so that she was sitting on his lap. He stared into her eyes, which were quivering with fear and anticipation. He then leaned in and kissed her neck. She shuddered at his soft, hot lips touching her. She then felt his hands gently rise to touch her breasts, rubbing them softly and carefully. She squirmed out of discomfort and confusion… but also with pleasure.
She felt… secure, and warm at his softness and consideration it was… a little unnerving to think of the pitiless interrogator now treating her with such warmth and care. Little did she know Naruto himself was slightly unnerved by this himself. He had never been so gentle and caring before… well except when Sakura was depressed. But this was something he hadn’t done before and was saving for Hinata. Part of him was glad he was doing it now though to get a feel for it and to get more comfortable with it. It was shockingly difficult, even as he gently continued his ministration his cock pulsed with the need to be slammed deep into her.
She felt his fingers moving up to gently rub her nipples, she gasped, “W-What are you doing?” She asked.
He shrugged, “Trying something new.” He explained, “Don’t like it? Want me to be rougher?” He asked. Though he knew he had limits to how rough he could be, that didn’t mean he couldn’t ride those very limits to his heart’s content.
Tayuya was at a crossroads, on the one hand she was not used to this gentle touching but on the other she feared that demonic roughness. She didn’t know what to do, then she felt his fingers touch her nipples and she couldn’t help but let out a moan. It wasn’t unintentional, with her breasts enlarged they felt more sensitive than ever… in fact compared to before they felt supercharged.
“Hmmm, a step in the right direction then.” He said and he moved his hands down to her crotch. Tayuya wanted to do something but her mind was getting hazy, pleasure fogging up her senses. She bit her lip as his fingers moved into her slit, probing deep within her.
She moaned, “Ohhh fuck… you’re…. Too fucking good at this shit.” she moaned. He smiled at that, his dick was throbbing on her back, not that she noticed, far too engrossed with his fingers to do so. Eventually he pulled out his fingers and held them up to her face. Tayuya saw the juices and her body moved on it’s own, leaning forward so her mouth closed on his fingers, sucking her juices from them. When he pulled them away she sighed, “Dammit this is getting… bizarre as fuck, why am I… like fuck this crap… isn’t enough.”
Naruto then put his hands under her butt and lifted her up, “You’re right, it’s not enough.” And he lowered her down onto his length, grateful to finally be able to quench the burning need that had been building.
Tayuya could feel the length spreading her… she knew instantly that he had gotten even bigger. She felt it spreading her out, penetrating her. Feeling it slide in slowly felt… torturous, a part of her wanted it all in now, but the other wanted to feel it spreading her while her walls squeezed on it, milking it. But it wasn’t… satisfying. She wanted it harder, rougher, but she didn’t dare say it. When he started lifting and raising her slowly she could feel herself cracking. She bit her lip not wanting to say it but knowing she couldn’t hold it in any longer.
She turned to him and pushed him down, “F-Fucking hell stop being so…. Fucking delicate! I want it harder you big dicked bastard!” She moaned. Naruto blinked then a slight smile spread his cheeks.
With a sudden cold feeling in her stomach, she realized she had made a mistake.
He then lifted her up and flipped them so her back was on the bed.
Naruto’s dick throbbed as he slid it in slowly first, “Thanks, this was starting to get a bit irksome trying this soft way out.” He chuckled as he then began to thrust in and out rapidly with greater force than before. His hips slapping against her crotch with each thrust as his balls swung up to smack her ass only to swing back nearly smacking his own. Tayuya knew he wasn’t doing it like the first time, true it was harder and rougher than what he was doing but it was nowhere near the brutal and merciless banging he had done when she captured him. She liked this, it got her aroused and it wasn’t long until she was moaning and gasping like a maiden. Her hands gripped his back as her huge breasts bounced back and forth with every thrust his hands gripped her butt squeezing and mashing it.
The first time she had felt oppressed and treated like an object… much like at Sound but now… despite the roughness she felt like she was a normal person. Like she was an equal, her mind was racing with so many thoughts. She grunted as she felt his dick start to bulge.
She felt him pull out but a thought to keep him inside of her filled her mind. She ignored it, but the urge was certainly there loud and clear.
She felt him pull out, one hand grabbing his dick as he began to jerk it wildly, cum splattering on her body. Not as much as before, but still quite a sizable amount. She let him paint her top white and when he had finished she sat up and looked at him. He didn’t look the least bit winded as he grabbed his pants and slid them on.
“You okay?” He asked, to which she nodded, “Then take a shower. I’m going out for a bit, do what you like except leaving here.” He ordered. He grabbed his shirt and put it on, thinking of a certain pink haired girl and where she would be in a few minutes.
As he jumped out his window, darting off from rooftop to rooftop,Tayuya went to wash up.
-Sakura-
Sakura grunted as she punched and kicked the wooden pole in the training field, it was sunset and the night was coming in, causing a chill to fill the air. She was training for the mission tomorrow; she didn’t know why but the mission made her feel uneasy. She did a spinning kick and her foot connected with the wood. She landed panting and sweating, she looked at the setting sun then she turned to the village and saw Naruto standing there. She pulled a lock of hair from her eyes to behind her ear, a gesture that was more coy than she perhaps intended, “What’s up?”
He shrugged, “Not much, just making sure you’re okay.”
She smiled at his concern for her, she walked up to him and stared into his face and put a hand to his cheek, “Hey do you… wanna try something?” She asked.
He shrugged, so she leaned in and kissed him.
His eyes widened with surprise as she pressed her lips against his but he didn’t move, neither away nor toward, he stood there as she eventually broke it.
“What’s wrong?” She asked a bit teasingly.
He blinked, “Sorry just… not sure what to do.” He explained with a sheepish smile.
Again, kissing was something a little beyond him. It wasn’t something he felt like doing, cause he didn’t understand the emotion required for it. Love, he liked Sakura but he knew he didn’t love her, he was comfortable with her but he wouldn’t say that he liked her in the romantic sense, more of the ‘Fuck Buddy’ sense. However he was starting to understand romance through Hinata, she was teaching him what the real purpose of sex was and he was slowly understanding it’s significance. But he couldn’t place that on Sakura yet. “You ready for tomorrow,” he eventually asked. She nodded, “Well I’ll see you tomorrow again rest well I have a feeling this mission’s gonna take a while.” he said, and with that he turned and began jumping toward the village. She eventually left shortly her mind slightly confused by his reaction.
-The Next Morning-
Tayuya sat up when she heard the door of his cabinet opening she saw him putting clothes in a bag she was about to stand then felt a weight on her belly, she looked down to see it was bloated. She then heard a slight moan and saw a girl with a bun and long hair also with a bloated belly. Her mind then remembered, Naruto had came back about an hour later yesterday with a girl named Tenten the 3 had fucked into the night with Tenten giving Tayuya some birth control pills. He had filled them both after going on them 3 times each. She stood up and heard the dripping as her pussy was still slightly open from his dick and saw the cum dribbling out.
He looked at her, “Good you’re awake, on the table there’s some money, use it to buy food when you’re hungry and want something. I should be back in about a week depending on how quick the mission goes. I’ll be asking around so don’t get into any fights by the time I return… I’ll see you later.” he said as he began packing some food supplies and his ninja gear pouch. Once all packed he pulled the backpack onto his shoulders and looked at her, “Tell her she was great I’ll see her again when I come back.” and he was out the window leaping from rooftop to rooftop.
-The Main Gate-
Naruto landed at the main gate where Kakashi, Sakura, Sasuke and their client. “About time you got here.” Kakashi said.
The blonde shrugged “I’m here that’s what counts.” Kakashi didn’t want to admit it but Naruto was correct he just turned to the client.
The old man laughed, “I’ve heard about you boy you seem to be quite the figure amongst the women here well let’s hope you weren’t just showing off yesterday.” he said.
Naruto smiled, “Oh I wasn’t showing off I was making a point and I’ll make another in about a minute.” he said glancing at a puddle on the road.
Kakashi instantly knew that Naruto knew about the puddle, ‘He is sharp he instantly knows that’s the enemy there was no rain whatsoever at all yesterday so this puddle shouldn’t be here. The village has its own water supply and it’s nowhere near the gate.’ he looked at the client, “Well master Tazuna shall we leave?” He asked.
The old man, Tazuna, nodded “Yes, yes we should get going.” he said and he began to walk forward Kakashi taking the lead, Sakura and Sasuke the left and right and Naruto the rear. They walked past the puddle, which stayed a puddle till they were slightly beyond it then a claw appeared along with a chain from the puddle! It went toward Kakashi only for Naruto to appear in front of the claw avoiding the fingers he grabbed the cylindrical piece, he then yanked pulling out two ninja with masks and the headbands with the mark of the Mist Village, each wearing giant gauntlets. He then slammed the first one head first into the ground where he stiffened then fell limp. Naruto jumped as the second ninja swung the claw seeing a slight fluid leaking out of the claw. Naruto landed on the ground and kicked straight for the kneecaps there were two horrible crunches and the man screamed with pain as his knees bent in the wrong direction. He grabbed one with his free hand moaning in pain. Sasuke and Sakura were unable to react as the fight was over in five seconds.
Naruto pulled out a Kunai spinning it and then placing the blade at the man’s throat, his eyes weren’t cheery and a cold aura was radiating from him. “Who are you?” He asked, the ninja kept groaning till Naruto stabbed the man’s hand causing him to gurgle with pain. “Answer the question and you keep your hand, don’t and I’ll chop it off.” To say that everybody was surprised was an understatement more like utterly dumbfounded. Sakura most of all, she had never seen Naruto so… cold and indifferent. Kakashi walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
Naruto glanced at Kakashi then he stood up and flicked the blood off his kunai and placed it back in his tool bag. Kakashi then knelt in front of the ninja, “Judging by your claws and your headband I’d say you two are the famed demon brother’s well known for perfect coordinated attacks. So why were you two sent to take out the old man?” He asked.
The ninja stared at Kakashi fearfully, “T-That guy broke my legs!” he said, Kakashi nodded, seeing Kakashi’s lack of concern he put on a brave face “W-We’re professional’s we don’t just give up info!” he said.
Kakashi nodded, “All right then.” And he reached forward squeezing the ninja’s neck making him faint, he then stood up and looked at Naruto, “Don’t you think that was a bit much?” He asked.
Naruto blinked, “Was it? I wasn’t even going all out that was like about a tenth of my real strength.” He said.
Kakashi’s eye furrowed, ‘Is he telling the truth? If he is then what will it take to unleash his full power… if he isn’t… but somehow I doubt he’s lying. Either way his power is well beyond a Genin or a Chuunin.’ he then focused on the main point, “I thought this was a simple escort mission is there something you’re not telling us?” He asked.
Tazuna pulled his hat low slightly, “Well some people are trying to kill me but you knew that…” he said, “This is an escort mission you know.” he pointed out.
Naruto was silent, as were Sasuke and Sakura, Kakashi however kept his gaze, “That’s not good enough. These guys are Chuunin level ninja not much against me and Naruto but Sakura and Sasuke could’ve been in danger” he muttered, Sasuke scowled at the idea of him being underestimated. Tazuna scratched his head but knew he was in a jam, finally he sighed “There’s a boat ahead I’ll tell you on the way.” he said.
Kakashi nodded, “Good now let’s go,” he ordered and he made a hand seal a shadow clone of him appeared and grabbed both of the mist ninja’s and moved toward the gate. “They’ll be taken care of.” He said and he turned and walked forward the rest following behind him.
-20 minutes later-
The four were on a boat it had a motor engine but currently the boatman was rowing them through for stealth. They were hidden in a mist that gave the surrounding local a blue tinge to it. They had been sailing for about 10 minutes, during that time Tazuna explained the entire situation “So you lied due to lack of funds?” Naruto asked once Tazuna finally explained the old man nodded, Naruto was aware that the missions in Konoha were sorted based on 3 factors, the job, the difficulty of said job, and the pay out. Harder jobs had bigger payouts but required higher levels of ninja to complete. Low rank jobs were typically low income but they were perfect for genin’s to hone their skills.
Kakashi sighed scratching his head, “Well this mission went from B-rank to A-rank… normally I’d send a shadow clone back to Konoha and tell them the facts but I think we can handle it.” He said, “Naruto’s strength should be enough to carry us through.” Sasuke scowled at that while Sakura gave a smug smirk. “To that end though as soon as we land I’m gonna teach you guys a new technique, it’ll be awhile before Zabuza attacks again with his injuries.” The three Genin looked at each other with raised eyebrows.
It was then the boatman spoke, “We’re passing along the side of the bridge.” he said, the three looked through the heavy mist after a while they saw a support pillar and glanced up to see the bridge.
Naruto whistled, “That’s pretty big.” He said, indeed the bridge was enormous in size, “So I’m guessing the reason Gato is after you is because the bridge represents a new trade route that even he can’t touch. Because of that he sent high ranking ninja after you?” He surmised.
Tazuna nodded, “The country of Wave is pretty poor to begin with, and Gato is just bleeding it dry now, not even the Feudal lord would have the funds to approve of a mission, much less us we had to lie in order to get the help we need… If you leave now I wouldn’t blame you, I’d be killed before I even reached home. Leaving behind my crybaby grandson and my daughter who’d probably have a grudge against Konoha while she is slowly robbed of everything she holds dear.” Tazuna said.
Naruto narrowed his eyes, “Trying to bribe us with your family is a dirty move, and totally uncalled for, even if the other’s left I would stay to see this through… Gato is a guy that needs to go.” he said.
Kakashi looked at Naruto, “Naruto our job isn’t to assassinate Gato but protect Tazuna. Don’t forget he’s one of the richest men in the world, he could easily higher some high-ranking Ninja’s to take us out or send them against Konoha starting a war.” He said.
Naruto closed his eyes, “If you cut off the head the body will die.” he said simply.
While Kakashi knew Naruto was right it would be a major headache to be responsible for a unneeded war that could end up bringing all of Konoha’s enemies at it’s doorsteps especially with the Chuunin Exams starting within a few months. “You will not go after Gato, however if Gato shows up you have free reign to do as you please.” He said. Naruto was silent eventually light danced on his eyelids and he opened his eyes to see a town, with trees growing from the water. With the strange blue tinge of the mist it was a welcome and refreshing sight. They landed in a short pier where they got off.
The boatman looked at Tazuna, “See you later.” he said.
Tazuna nodded, “Thanks I owe you big time.” the boatman nodded and after a few pulls he started his engine and roared away into the distance. “My house is outside of the town this way.” They followed him after a short while they exited the town.
They had come to a small passage in a forest, ahead was a small lake, Kakashi was frowning, ‘It’s quite clear they’ll send a jounin level ninja after us with those two defeated… Naruto is clearly on top but Sakura and Sasuke not sure how they’ll do.’ it was then that Sasuke pulled out his Kunai and threw it at a tree.
They all stopped and Naruto looked at Sasuke, “What’s up?” He asked.
Sasuke stared at the tree, “I heard something there.” He said.
Naruto looked at the tree then walked up to it, he pushed the bushes aside to show a small rabbit with white fur there looking utterly terrified, he grabbed it holding it up. “It’s a rabbit… a snow rabbit to be precise.” he said slowly.
Kakashi narrowed his eye, and pulled out his own kunai, “Everybody get down!” was all he shouted. They all dived down… except Naruto whose hand shot up and grabbed a spinning object by the handle with both hands. He spun a half circle to bleed off momentum but when he stopped he looked at the object to find it was a sword.
He gripped it tightly and swung only for the blade to be grabbed by a figure behind him. The figure was a ninja as evidenced by his headband, he had darkened skin, his chest was bare revealing his sleek yet defined build, he had bandages on his face covering his mouth. HIs arms were covered by white and brown sleeves and he wore long gray pants. The ninja smirked from under the mask, “You’re not half-bad are you kid? Not many would think of grabbing my sword mid-air.” he said.
Naruto smiled, “I’m me thankfully enough,” Naruto twisted his arm and pushed down on the enemy ninja, “So what’s your name?” He asked.
Kakashi however appeared behind the ninja a kunai at his neck, “He’s Zabuza Momochi, a Rogue Ninja from Mist he’s called the Demon of the Mist and is one of the Seven Swordsmen of Mist.” he explained.
The man chuckled, “Yeah that’s me… gotta admit the kids got guts… more than you Copy Ninja.” And suddenly Zabuza turned into water and fell, Naruto still pushing forward was swung down by momentum. Kakashi swung his kunai up and moved the blade to the left where it slammed into the ground. Naruto released the blade and leaped back to avoid some shurikens and a blur grabbed the blade and vanished.
Naruto looked around as Zabuza chuckled, “I underestimated you kid, your strength is really something else… but that’s why I gotta take you out first.” And he swung his blade. Naruto held up his arms but was blown back by a gust of wind, which ultimately sent him onto the lake. Zabuza charged after him, and he made several hand signs mid stride as Naruto bounced once on the surface. He held up his hand, “Water Prison Jutsu!” he shouted and thrust it toward Naruto. He was engulfed by a sphere of water.
Naruto looked around, then he tried to move his hands but found that his limbs were extremely heavy. He grunted the veins on his temple bulging but the water was heavy on his arms and legs. He looked at Zabuza, “Not bad…” he said, “It seems for once I’ll have to use my full power… I don’t even know how strong I really am.” he said.
Zabuza looked at him, “You saying you been holding back kid? Bullshit, you’re strong but not that strong.” he chuckled.
Naruto looked at his hands, “Honestly I have no idea.” he closed his eyes, the water prison began to bubble, then it began to steam as chakra began to emerge from Naruto. He opened his eyes and opened then closed his hand, he then raised his arm up and reached for Zabuza’s hand.
Instantly the Jounin pulled away and leaped backward landing on the water, “W-What the hell are you!?” Naruto fell into the water but after diving down he burst out of the water flying so high into the air he almost disappeared from view, when he came down he landed so hard the ground cracked and a crater formed below him sinking down several feet. He then stepped out and cracked his neck and knuckles, “There’s no way you’re a genin! It’s impossible!” Zabuza gasped.
But Naruto just smiled “Sorry to disappoint, but just a genin. Became a genin about a month ago, no I just trained my absolute hardest when I was young and didn’t stop even now. I realized that if I wanna protect myself I gotta be strong enough to protect myself from all enemies that I had and that my father had.” he said, “but I’ll admit I’ve never really used my full powers yet so thanks for that, I kinda got an idea how strong I am.” he said, grinning happily.
To say that the others were stunned was a understatement, Kakashi knew the technique that had trapped Naruto and knew that typically the only way to break it was to break the user away from the prison causing it cancel out. As a result in single combat it was more or less a game over. He had been intending to help Naruto but when he said that he would use his full power he couldn’t help but be utterly curious as to what would happen next. Now he had seen it, a physical power that could challenge even a Hokage on equal ground possibly even beyond.
Then Naruto walked up toward Zabuza, “Unfortunately you have an advantage I don’t know how to walk on water… but there are other ways to reach you.” he said, and he made a hand sign, “Kage Bunshin!” 30 clones appeared, and then 15 of them turned into large 4 bladed shurikens with single edged blades. “Demon Wind Shuriken!” they all said, “Let’s go!” And they grabbed the transformed clones. Then threw them, they flew with such speed that Zabuza barely had time to raise his blade and block 5 of them while the other 10 sliced into his arms, legs, and torso. He grunted as he stood there blood dripping from severe gaping wounds. Then the thrown clones turned back into Naruto and in their hands were shurikens they threw them and the barrage of flying blades sunk into his back. Zabuza grunted as he felt himself sink into the water. The clones vanished out of existence as Naruto jumped into the air and came down spinning one leg outstretched. He was about to crack Zabuza’s skull under his heel when he shifted his momentum spinning to the side to avoid the needles of ice that flew toward him. Zabuza sank into the water and before Naruto could pursue ice began to form on the surface of the water. His efforts at pursuit were once again thwarted by jagged spikes of ice shooting up causing him to jump back.
Sasuke stepped forward, “I got this.” he said and he made several hand signs, “Fire Style Great Fireball Jutsu!” and he inhaled then placed his finger near his mouth and blew out a large fireball it hit the ice, exploding violently when the mist cleared however the ice was still solid.
Kakashi glanced to his left to see a figure emerging from the water Zabuza on their shoulder. He could tell whoever the rogue ninja’s savior was they were about the same age as Naruto and the others. But before he could even make a move the mist swallowed the two and they vanished. “Nice job Naruto but he got away.” he said.
Naruto sighed, “My bad, should’ve killed him right away instead of messing around… but man what a rush.” he said, “Felt good letting out everything I had.” he said, he stretched till his bones popped and then he relaxed. “Hold up.” he said, and he clenched his hand into a fist he focused all his chakra into it and then turning to the lake he punched. The chakra exploded out and the air was pushed forward in a giant shockwave that cleaved through the lake busting through the ice releasing the water causing a small path of ground to appear while the waves formed a hall. After several seconds the water came back down into a lake as the water rose he smelled a faint smell of… lilacs? Naruto smiled, “Good got all that excess energy out.” he said, “So old man where’s your place?” he asked as if nothing extraordinary happened. Tazuna blinked, then he pointed toward the left of the lake. “Alrighty let’s get going!” said the genin and he marched off with Tazuna behind him.
Kakashi had seen the power, and yet he was dumbfounded as to how Naruto could’ve acquired it. There was no training he knew to gain such power in only a few years, he would have to see what the absolute limits of Naruto’s power to see just how truly monstrous he was. Sasuke was clenching his hands so tightly his nails dug into his hand causing blood to leak from his fingers, ‘How could that idiot be that strong?’ he couldn’t believe such a level of strength existed or that it was attainable at this age.
Sakura was astonished that Naruto was so strong… and apparently he had never shown off his true strength till today. It then occurred to her, ‘Has Naruto not ever fucked me seriously?’ that both hurt and comforted her. It hurt to know she wasn’t ready to take Naruto at his best, but at the same time she was quite comforted that he wouldn’t deliberately hurt her. She followed them as they walked down the path.
-Ten Minutes Later-
Naruto looked at the house, “Small place,” he noted, “So how long you think before Zabuza comes after us again?” He asked.
Kakashi thought about it, “Considering the injuries you gave him, we have about a week, in that week I’ll teach you three a new technique to help you in future.” he said.
Sakura looked at him with expectation, “How to walk on water?” She asked, “or is that a mist ninja technique?” She wondered.
Kakashi laughed, “No it’s a general technique, anybody can do it.” He said, “But no this technique will lead into it I’ll teach you how to climb a tree without using your hands.” he said, “I’ll explain more once we go inside and relax a bit.” He said.
Tazuna nodded, then he looked at Naruto, “Are all genin as strong as you or are you an exception?” he asked.
Kakashi glanced at Tazuna, “He is by far an exception.” he said.
Tazuna nodded, “I see, well come on in.” he said, “Tsunami? Inari? I’m home!” he shouted.
A woman stepped out, she was an averagely proportioned woman with shoulder length black hair, well average for a woman outside of Konoha. A boy also stepped out, he wore a hat and his eyes had such a glazed over look that he looked like he was half-dead. Naruto frowned at the boy, “Relatives?” He asked.
Tazuna nodded, “My Grandson and Daughter.” he said.
Sakura glanced at him, “So these are the people you tried to bribe us with.” Tazuna laughed nervously but his daughter had heard the words and she stepped forward angrily.
It was clear that Tsunami wasn’t the type of woman who liked her father’s shenanigans especially if he used them as bargaining chips. “How dare you father! We are not simple tools to be used at your leisure or did you forget how you said that family are more precious than any object?” She railed him.
He chuckled, “Please Tsunami you don’t understand I was just worried that-” he began but Naruto decided to nail the coffin shut.
“He thought that once we learned of the fact he lied to the village about the missions difficulty and price we would abandon the mission and head home so he used you two as a guilt trip.” he said.
Kakashi and Sakura gave him a dubious look, ‘That’s a little too much don’t you think?’ they both thought. Sasuke just gave a humph and looked away, even as Tsunami grabbed her father by his ear and dragged him inside, as he yelped with pain.
Kakashi sighed then he looked at the three, “Alright let’s get started on your training.” He said, and he walked away looking around. After some time they came to a clearing, with trees all around them. “Good now then let’s start with an example,” he said, he held up his hand in a chakra concentrating sign and they saw the grass ruffle near his feet while a small cloud of dust was pushed away. He then lowered his hands and he walked toward a tree he raised one leg planting his foot firmly on the trunk and then he raised his other foot. Instead of falling down his single foot kept him rooted onto the trunk and he walked up the trunk and into a branch hanging upside down.
Naruto whistled, “Impressive.” he said.
Kakashi nodded, “To you it might be impressive but this is a standard ninja technique, and a critical one at that. It teach you an important skill how to mold your chakra and apply it outwardly. Right now I’m’ using my chakra to stick to the tree by concentrating it on my feet. Using that chakra I can walk up the tree simple enough.” he said.
But both Naruto and Sakura knew it wasn’t, Kakashi had let out an important fact, this was indeed training to mold chakra but it also taught chakra control. Using just enough chakra to get the job done, and controlling it properly without wasting chakra excessively. Naruto had a ton of chakra and while his control was good he knew that Sakura was by far the best, the only reason why he could summon so many shadow clones was because his chakra reserves was so high it could allow him to waste some.
He also knew that Sasuke’s chakra control was on par with his own, but this training could help in the long run especially with his shadow clones. “So here’s what you do, you will run up the tree and when you start to slip you will slash at the trunk however high you get, you will keep going till you’re out of chakra or till you reach the branch or higher whichever you prefer.” he said, “As for me I’ll be looking around the town see what’s going on.” he said, “Don’t stay out too late.” he jumped down and walked away.
Naruto and the other’s pulled out their kunai and held up their hands in the typical chakra concentration pose. They focused their chakra into their feet and the dust moved from their feet much like when Kakashi did the same. They then ran toward the tree’s, though Naruto touched the tree’s first the boost of speed that he had allowed him to run straight up even before his chakra stuck to the trunk. He ran past the branch and up into the leafy canopy Sakura and Sasuke pausing to watch as the leaves rustled, then after several seconds he fell down and landed on his feet. “Got to the top but then again I was using my speed I wasn’t playing fair.” he said and it was true his explosive speed had allowed him to get up there.
Sasuke scowled, “Showoff.” he said and he ran toward the tree, he got up about half-way then the trunk crunched under his foot he made sure to slash at that point he then flipped backward and landed. ‘Tch too much power and you’ll blast the tree apart too little and you’ll slip off. You need the right amount that damn lazy bum might know just how much.’ he glared at Naruto only to look up as Sakura laughed.
Naruto looked up to see her sitting on the branch tongue stuck out, “Made it! It’s not so hard!” she said.
The blonde turned back to his tree and ran this time at a more normal pace. His feet touched the trunk and he ran up he got up to little more than halfway when is feet began to slip under, he sliced the trunk and performed a backflip. He landed and looked at where he was.
He looked at his feet, “Hmm just a bit above you pretty boy.” he said, “But I think I can get it in 2 more tries.” he predicted and he ran toward the tree again.
-30 Minutes later-
Naruto and Sakura were at a small pond, their clothes discarded, Naruto pumping his length into her butt while his hands grabbed her bubbly bottom and squeezing it roughly while she was bent forward. She gritted her teeth, once again he had grown even bigger somehow but she would endure it. The two had gotten to the top of the tree’s about 20 minutes ago, while Sasuke had just gotten below the branch. Naruto had used his eyes to spot out the pond and decided to wash up a bit, Sakura followed him and the two knew he had to scratch the itch soon. So they decided to take care of it. But before they had started Sakura made a request, “Hey… give me more than you usually do.” she had said.
He was of course concerned, “You sure you can handle it?” he asked. She nodded with conviction, “Ok I’ll go 5 rounds then.” She paled but kept her grim determination.
That had been 10 minutes ago, and in those 10 minutes he had cum 3 times, and she was nearly worn out. He made no effort to stop himself from blowing his load as many times as he felt like, he could always get hard again within seconds. Plus he picked up on her flagging reserves of stamina.
His own stamina was as inhuman as his massive dick and balls that had slapped her butt raw. Her belly was bulging from the excess cum in her stomach as they had done it anal due to Sakura’s menstrual cycle starting soon.
“Alright here it comes!” he grunted. She was glad to get his 4th orgasm out of the way. She felt it slam into her, those monstrous balls slapped her thighs as they bulged then slowly shrank as they deposited the tidal wave of cum. Her belly swelled even larger now under the water from the sheer size. He pulled out and rubbed the water onto his dick to wash it off. She fell as her gaping butthole began spewing out a tide of cum into the water, her belly slowly deflating as it did so.
Naruto was silent as he glanced out the corner of his eye, he had sensed someone watching them. He held up one hand while bending over to grab Sakura and prevent her from falling under the water and drowning herself and there was a small ‘pomf’ before, in his hand, appeared a tiny clone of himself. The tree climbing exercise had given him plenty of ideas, not just for techniques but for altering his ninjutsu as well, as well as other applications for the technique. The clone jumped into the water swimming off to the side and then getting on the grass and running. Thankfully it’s small size wouldn’t be caught unless you were specifically looking for it. Naruto then placed a hand on her belly and pushed, it was fortunate that her butt was submerged or she would’ve been humiliated by the sounds that would’ve come out of her bottom, the water muffled the sounds from his action. When she had a relatively flat stomach again he removed his hand and looked at her.
Her eyes were glazed over, “You ok?” he asked.
She nodded weakly, “I’m… tired.” She said.
He nodded, “You used up quite a bit of chakra, not to mention you tried going 5 times. You went 3 more than most people do, so be proud of that.” he said, he exited the pond and put her clothes back on, “Just rest,” he said and he pressed his fingers on her nerve cluster and she fell unconscious. He then straightened up pulling on his pants and fastening his belt so it wouldn’t fall down.
“So what’s your name?” he asked as he turned to look over his right shoulder. There was a shuffle then a slight grunt and tiny ‘Hiyah!’ and someone stumbled from behind a tree. Naruto was on the person in a second forcing them down. He was struck speechless, on the ground below him was a girl, but not any ordinary girl either. She had long black hair that reached past her shoulders, large brown eyes, and wore a simple sleeveless yukata. Her face was what he would call an angels, never would he have used the word beautiful in a casual sense but for her, “You’re beautiful.” he said. The girl blushed, and Naruto pushed himself off of her, “I’m sorry.” he held out his hand she took it and he pulled her up gracefully and gently.
Haku stared at him as he stared at her face his eyes mesmerized by her features. “Can I help you?” She asked.
He eventually found his voice, “Sorry, um, why were you watching us?” he asked.
She blushed, “I was out gathering herbs when I heard… moaning, and I came to look and saw you with her… you’re… pretty young aren’t you?” she asked.
He shrugged, “I’m kinda… different.” he said, “Sex is kinda a thing I have to do.” he gestured to Sakura, “She uh… she knows me, if I don’t do it in a while I get um… I-I get real antsy and irritated, so yeah sorry uh… ahem! What’s uh… wh-what’s your name?” he asked he felt extremely nervous for some reason around her.
She smiled then giggled, “My name is Haku.” she said, “And you are?” came her counter question.
Naruto smiled, “Naruto, Naruto Uzumaki.” he said, and he held out his hand, she took it and felt the strong grip, far stronger than she had ever felt in her life.
She looked into his eyes then glanced at Sakura, “Is she…special to you?” She asked.
Naruto was confused, “Special how?” he asked.
Haku’s eyes turned dark, “Is she someone you’d risk your life for?” She asked.
Naruto scratched his head, “As a friend of course… but if you’re asking if she’s like… my lover or something then no. I don’t really get love honestly.” he said, but even as he said it he knew that what he was feeling toward Haku was not the same as he felt toward Hinata or Sakura. It was ‘like’ or even ‘lust’ it could be called ‘love’ but he wasn’t sure. However to the normal human being they would’ve seen his eyes constantly darting around her body with the gaze following on her face to be called true love.
Haku frowned, “How can you not know love when you have sex with her?” She asked.
Naruto looked up into the sky, “I’m not a normal person, when I was a kid I was hated for something I’m not… I trained at a very young age and studied at that age as well to be strong. But my village was already quite different from others and I was… blessed with exceptional physical traits and those traits were enough that the women saw me as something other than the rest of the village did. I didn’t have sex because I loved them I did it because… I wanted to be… useful, I suppose? I don’t really get it honestly.” he said, he then realized that he had never talked about this with anyone, not even Hinata, there was something about this girl that just made him want to open up… and it scared him.
He grabbed Sakura and he looked at Haku who frowned, “You’re leaving?” She asked.
He nodded, “Sorry gotta head back… but uh… I wouldn’t mind talking to you tomorrow if you come back?.” He said, “Might help you with getting those healing herbs you’re looking for.” He said and he jumped into the air.
Haku was still, her pupils having shrunk to mere dots, she hadn’t said what kind of herbs she was getting yet he knew they were the healing herbs. She knew who he was, he was the shinobi that had utterly outclassed her master and dearest friend… Zabuza Momochi. She had thought him as evil and unapproachable but this… this was different. She felt… drawn to him, to that smile he had, to his body..
She shook her head, ‘He’s the enemy if I can find a weakness I will,I must.’ she resolved and she headed off to find more herbs.
-Tazuna’s home-
Naruto landed on the ground and opened the door with a foot walking in to see Kakashi at the table looking at a map. Naruto walked past him and up the stairs to lay Sakura on a futon and he came back and sat at the table. “Shouldn’t you be watching the old man?” Naruto asked.
Kakashi nodded, “I am, this is a shadow clone.” he said, “I sent another to look around the town and local city. Gato has the place under a iron fist like you said this bridge he wouldn’t be able to control mainly because it’d be land based not to mention it would be more connected to the outside world so the trade route would be protected not just by this country but by others as well. It would literally build bridges.” he said, “That being said his main base actually isn’t anywhere near here. He moves around constantly doesn’t stop at a single place.” he said.
Naruto smiled, “I’m sure I could find it with these guys.” he said. Kakashi looked up at him as Naruto made a hand sign and there was severall small ‘boms’ and from smoke appeared three tiny copies of Naruto Kakashi raised an eyebrow. “I call it the Mini Shadow Clone technique, climbing that tree gave me a good idea of how to control my chakra and lead to these guys, they’re not as strong as me but they are fast and tiny. The perfect scouts.” he said.
Kakashi was silent, ‘Not only did he complete that training but the result caused him to create his own entirely original technique… his adaptability and creativity are frightening.’ he then remembered, “What about Sasuke?” he asked.
Naruto shrugged, “No idea but I’m pretty sure he’s still trying to figure up how to get to that branch but he should find out how by tomorrow he’s a smart boy.” he said.
Kakashi had to ask, “How exactly do you feel toward Sasuke?” He asked.
Naruto raised his head to the ceiling thinking seriously on the answer, “I think he’s a little boy who is holding a grudge too close to his heart and that the village and other villagers overvalue him simply because he has a sharingan. And that currently he’s the only ninja in Konoha that carries said Sharingan. He’s a companion of mine who I will protect but I don’t consider him a friend; he’s too obsessed with revenge and his own ego to really be called that from me.” he said.
Kakashi was again silent but he was surprised at the utter carelessness that Naruto had. “So if he were to leave the village for whatever reason?” He asked.
Naruto looked at Kakashi, “Why would he? But sure, say that happens, I’d get him back because I would be ordered to, not out of friendship.” he said, “And before you say I want alot of people to be my friends doesn’t mean they want to be or are willing to let me be that friend. I treat people as nice as I can but if they underestimate me I’m not gonna take that lying down. Especially considering who my father was.” he said.
Kakashi glanced around but no one else was there, “And who do you think you’re father was.” Naruto smiled he then tapped his head.
Kakashi folded his arms across his chest, “The fourth hokage… true there’s no official document saying he’s my father but the evidence is pretty heavy and even if it wasn’t the name Uzumaki you won’t find anywhere in Konoha no clan exists there with that name… however the name does exist in a village long dead, the Whirlpool village. It’s amazing how willing some women are to talk if you give them enough time to screw them for about 10 minutes. Quite a few of them mentioned a Kushina Uzumaki and how she was a ‘firecracker compressed into a chili pepper’ and that the fourth, Minato Namikaze, was quite fond of her in fact he married her… so then you tell me am I wrong?” He asked.
Kakashi was once again stunned but not as severely as the first few times, he had hoped Naruto never found out but he had, as Naruto said, underestimated him, “Yes you’re right I’m sure you know why you were given Uzumaki as your surname then?” He asked.
Naruto nodded, “I know but that reason is no longer valid for me anymore.” he said.
Kakashi nodded, “Indeed it isn’t… well I better go check on Sasuke, who knows what could happen to him if he’s by himself.” he said and the clone poofed out of existence. Naruto groaned then he created a shadow clone while heading upstairs to Sakura for another pounding - his interaction with Haku really had his libido in overdrive and his balls were feeling annoyingly heavy.
-Haku-
Haku mashed the herbs into a paste and mixed it with water giving it a gooey consistency. She applied it to Zabuza’s wounds but was half-distracted. “What’s wrong Haku?” Zabuza asked his fangs bared slightly.
She looked at him, “Nothing Zabuza-san.” she said hurriedly but she knew that he knew better. She was a very focused individual and covered it up with a lightheartedness that she used to make herself seem more upbeat. “I’ve… met someone he’s… unique.” she said finally.
Zabuza sighed, “Don’t go meeting strangers they get curious and they might find out who you really are and if that happens well… I can’t protect you, that boy did me good I won’t be back to full fighting strength until a few more days.” he said.
Haku gave a bitter smile, “Zabuza-san you’ve never been like this before why the sudden change?” She asked.
He looked at the ceiling, “I’ve lost a few times in my life but that was the only time I felt utterly powerless… to a boy, barely the same age as you.” he said, “I thought you were a monster but that boy… goes beyond that, he’s a true demon.” he said, “And I know what a demon is.”
Haku looked away as she thought of Naruto but no matter how she tried she couldn’t see him as an enemy. “Do you think I can win if I fought him?” She asked.
Zabuza didn’t even think about it, “No.” he said simply, Haku was silent then she went back to applying the mixture.
-The Next day-
Naruto’s hips smacked against the woman’s buttocks, nowhere as big or soft as Sakura’s but doable nonetheless. The woman was a local villager who had been prostituting herself to feed her children. A more moral person would have perhaps ‘bought’ her for the day and sent her home to take care of her children. Naruto had his own form of generosity, paying her what it would cost to buy her for an entire week straight, easily, and instructed her that she was to be ‘on call’ back at her home for him to stop by whenever he felt the urge. A bit grey, morally speaking, but she was more than happy with the arrangement and Naruto was having his needs met by a woman who was very experienced and now quite enthusiastic.
However there was another reason why he was doing this, as he had told Kakashi women had loose lips when you gave them any form of attention especially sexual attention. Even though she had started complaining about his size when he started ramming into her butt she quickly grew to like it and was now panting wildly while he kept thrusting into her. Currently they were in her house, her children outside playing doing it in her her shower so his cum would go into the drainage though he had to be careful to avoid clogging it. This was his second go at her, after the first he had pumped her for information asking about the people, the economy, and, most importantly, about Gato. The first two she had been willing to talk about the last she dared not say a word.
As he kept thrusting his huge balls slapping her thighs and butt the water splashed on his head and back his body covering most of hers. He glanced at his sexual bits, he didn’t have his measuring tools but he knew he was bigger, his dick now a full 2 feet long or 24 inches, and his balls had undergone a strange change too. Ever since talking with Haku they felt unbelievably heavy and full. Before doing this woman he had done Sakura early in the morning to empty them a bit. That had been about 3 hours ago not to mention him cumming about 30 minutes earlier. He could almost feel them filling up. Something about her wanted him to do more than just have sex with her. He heard the woman cry out as she had yet another orgasm, breaking him out of his thoughts. He decided he should finish up soon and renewed his thrusting hitting her bottom so hard it became cherry red only to pull out of her, pumping his shaft with one hand while he painted her butt and back white with the excess dripping down washing away in the drain. “Thanks for that.” he said.
The woman was shuddering she fell to her knees, “O-Okay… fuck you know how to really screw a woman.” She said, she had never gotten such a pounding ever in her life. If it wasn’t for her kids she would ask him to impregnate her, but didn’t she already had enough mouths to feed.
Naruto got out of the shower drying himself off and getting his clothes on while shrinking his dick down. “See ya.” He said and he was down the stairs and out the house jumping from rooftop to rooftop heading for the pond.
-The Forest Pond-
Naruto landed on the ground from the treeline, the water from the pond rippling from his impact. He looked around, then he heard the water splash and he didn’t glance but knew Haku was there, “I had a strange feeling you’d come back.” he said.
Haku stepped out of the water, she was nude but his back was to her, She squeezed the water from her hair and grabbed a towel and dried herself off. “Don’t you want to look?” She teased.
Naruto thought about it seriously, “I do but not without your permission.” he finally said, by then she had finished drying herself off and putting on her clothes.
She giggled, “I would’ve thought you were the forceful type.” she said.
Naruto shook his head, “I don’t force anybody to do anything they don’t want to do.” he said, “And no I don’t force her to have sex with me ever.” he quickly put in.
Haku smiled, “Well that’s good… you can look now.” she said as she finished, he turned to face her and she saw that same look he gave her when he had first seen her. She blushed then decided to ask, “The first time you called me beautiful… did you… mean it?” She asked.
Naruto swallowed, sweat pouring down his face as he struggled and went with honesty, “Yes I’ve… never met a girl I could call beautiful till I met you.” he said.
Haku was so red she looked like a tomato with her pale skin, “Thank you…” she said she saw that gaze he had when he first met her, “What exactly do you feel when you look at me?” she asked.
He swallowed, “I… don’t know… I’m… feeling something I’ve never really felt before.” he said, “And that scares me.” he acknowledged.
She cocked her head to the side slightly, “You are a strange person.” she eventually said, she went to her basket grabbing it she walked away.
Naruto stepped forward, “U-Uhm… will you be here tomorrow?” he asked.
She stopped and was silent thinking about it, Haku was having a dilemma, on the one hand had hurt the most important person in her life… on the other though she was… drawn to him for some reason. She wanted to know more about him, to get closer to him to… she bit her lip then resigned, ‘If I can get closer to him I can kill him, if I can’t beat him in a fair fight then my wiles should kill him.’ that’s what she told herself but repeating his words made her feel… light in her heart. “M-Maybe.” she said and she walked off into the mist. Naruto felt his heart thudding in his chest, it was taking every shred of his will power to not follow her. He bit his lip drawing blood and the smell brought him out of his haze. He walked off feeling the weight of his nuts and knew he was leaking pre from the smell. He needed to unload… and do it now, he jumped into the treeline.
-The Bridge-
Sakura yawned as she watched Tazuna from the railing as he and the other workers worked on the bridge. She blinked at them when she heard the footsteps, she looked and saw Naruto walking toward her. “What’s up?” She asked, he looked… confused.
He stopped in front of her and she could smell the musk coming from him, it entered her nostrils and wormed into her senses driving her wild with desire. “Can we?” She nodded rapidly and the two leaped off as they did four shadow clones of Naruto appeared where she had been watching the workers with eagle eyes, alert despite all of them suffering the same as their original self.
In the forest Naruto was pounding into Sakura so hard their slaps echoed into the air. Sakura, to say had been shocked when she saw Naruto pull down his pants to reveal the soaked underwear and the balls that were so large that they skin covering them was stretched tight. Even as she felt them hitting her butt and thighs she could feel the weight of their heavy load in them. She was also unused to his hands groping and mashing her breasts or the feel of his skin pressed against her own. She braced herself on the tree leaning forward but his thrusts made her arms ache.
Naruto could feel the orgasm coming quickly and he pulled out jerking off his length furiously hot thick ropes of cum splattered everywhere firing without aim. He shot such an amount that ground around them was turned white. It lasted a full 90 seconds before he finally stopped, his dick however was still raging hard. Sakura was panting though she hadn’t orgasmed she was extremely tired; this was rougher than she was used to, or perhaps capable of handling, and so her sexual gratification was being stubbornly evasive. She then felt his hands on her waist pull her away and something happened she didn’t expect he pulled her into a kiss on the lips. She struggled at first then she relaxed reacting with her teeth opening to let her tongue free he did the same but his tongue stayed in his mouth after several seconds of her tongue probing his mouth she felt him break it.
Finally, a sequel to the first story involving Peg Pete getting revenge on Pete’s neglection and avoidance of her. Now she and Max get some private time and hotness ensues will there be a follow up? If you ask for it I might do it, best way to ask is to leave behind a comment. Enjoy!
The Goof Troop: Peg’s Revenge 2
Written by Silent Soul Ken SSK
Summary: After a week of infidelity Peg plans on continuing her relationship with Max and takes him to the Pete Summer Home with a special surprise for him.
Max grunted as he felt Peg’s vacuum-like blowjob work him over. Six days, the two had been having sex for six days straight. He was put into situations he never knew were possible and didn’t know she wanted. They had done roleplay, light BDSM, roleplay again, food fetish and yet even more roleplay - they had even done cosplay. But today was the day her husband came back from his self-appointed vacation. Max was terrified he’d come any second, especially since she was blowing him right in the living room. The blinds were drawn and she was sucking his dick so loudly he could barely hear the birds chirping outside. Her shirt discarded on the flooring showing off her huge breasts which, he could’ve sworn were somehow bigger, bounced up and down on his knees.
“Peggy I think we shou-oooh!” He groaned as her tongue began to work the underside of his cock head.
She lifted her head up, sucking strongly, pulling his dick and eventually letting go with a wet pop. “I dunno slick, you seem go be getting harder thinking about my hubby coming home and catching us.”
Max had to admit she wasn’t entirely wrong. They had sex in public once and it had both terrified and exhilarated him. But the problem was that Pete had a temper and wasn’t a fan of the goofs to begin with. Much like his wife, he wasn’t above taking drastic measures even if in the end it made him look like a fool.
But Max had to put his foot down for once, “B-But if we get caught not only will you go to jail, but Pete will slap me with a restraining order for the rest of your family and and my dad will lose his job!” He hurriedly replied.
Peg groaned, he was right! “Fine! But I’m going to make you cum at least one more time” She snapped before she went right back to sucking.
He clenched his hands into fists as she worked him ever so expertly, and within seconds he was erupting in orgasm again. She drank it all down, there was something deliciously fresh about the cum of a nice healthy young boy. When the thirty second spurt was finished she pulled herself up from his dick and looked into his eyes. She swallowed licked her lips then she smiled, “Max close your eyes.” She told him.
He blinked, “Um why Ms.- Peggy?” He asked, nervous.
Peg smiled, “Just do it, please sweetie?” She begged pouting.
He sighed and did as she asked, unable to resist. He was rewarded with a sweet kiss on the lips.
He was surprised as he opened his eyes to see her own staring into his. After doing this for several seconds she broke away and pulled back. “Max… would you… want to maybe-”
She began, only to be cut off by a car engine’s roar and honking. Peg looked extremely annoyed as she stood up, grabbing her shirt and putting it on. She then cracked her knuckles and neck, “You better go home sweetie, you don’t wanna see this.” She growled.
He nodded hurriedly, dashing over to grab and shove on his shorts before he darted out the door.
Pete hummed as he got out the car and closed the door with a bump of his pudgy hips. He turned, just in time to see Max Goof running from the Pete house to the Goof house. He scratched his head, confused, then shrugged and walked to his house door, instantly forgetting the boy with a speed akin to a wealthy man would his hired help.
He was about to open his mouth when he saw Peg standing at the door looking very upset.
“Oooh Peggy you got my message then? Well seeing as how you keep bugging me to-” He was silenced by her foot sinking into his gut. “D’oh! What’d I do!?” He bawled as he staggered back, clutching his considerable gut.
Peg smiled a nasty smile as her hair seemed to turn upward like devil horns. “Well for starters you left without informing me ahead of time, for another you didn’t even bother asking if maybe I wanted to get out of the house in the middle of summer. Finally, you stuck me with all the stupid chores that you were supposed to take care of!” She screamed the last bit.
Pete realized he was in serious trouble, “Ummm… I can make up for it?” He offered weakly.
Peg smiled. It was not a nice smile.
“Oh you’re gonna, and to start with get your fat bum in the house so I can give you a proper whipping!”
Their children decided maybe it was best to linger outside in the car for a while longer, at least until their father’s girlish screaming died down.
-Later that night-
Peg Pete, having finally calmed down, laid on the couch watching TV, the kids were asleep and Pete was in the tub in a pool of ice cubes to reduce the swellings that covered him from head to toe. She was in her nightgown watching some porn of some big dicked guy plowing into a curvy woman. She could feel the wetness in her groin and she gave a lamentable sigh as she waved goodbye to the daily sex she had with Max. Her mind still on the question she was prevented from answering aloud. It didn’t take much for her mind to swap the two actors with herself and Max. Though big, Max could definitely be bigger. She sighed as she lamented that as soon as the boy hit highschool and college he’d be ‘too cool’ to deal with an old lady like herself.
She sighed even as the porn she’d been watching went into commercial break, closing her eyes.
Her ears perked up a second later as the obnoxiously loud commercials announcer came on.“Have a man in your life that just doesn’t fill you out anymore? Want to get that virgin experience again? We have a solution for you!”
She opened her eyes, and sat up slightly, “, it’s the pill to give your lover the ‘ooomph’ you rightly deserve. It works instantly!” and they went to show a lady with some nerdy looking guy with a hard dick that was barely 6 inches long with a pitiful set of balls. She handed him a small round pill and a glass of water. He drank it down and suddenly his dick shot up and instantly gained 10 more inches while his balls grew to the size of honeydew melons! He jumped the woman suddenly and was pounding her furiously! “And even better, they can fuck for hours on end!”
The words ‘hours on end!’ echoed in Peg’s mind as a plan began to form in her mind. A cheshire cat grin spread her lips.
-Several Days Later-
Peg sat in a chair reading a book on her porch waiting for the special package to get delivered. Everything else was set, the summer home, food and most importantly Max. All she needed was the answer to her prayers and she would be 600 miles from here.
She heard the roar of an engine, and she looked up and saw her prize. The mailing services truck, the guy stopped before their house got out and went toward the back rummaging through it. He pulled out a bag that was bulging with insulation, “Package for the Pete family?” He announced.
Peg was in front of him in seconds with a pleased smile on her face.She smiled, “That’s for me sweetie.”
He looked at her dubiously.
“You like your hands?” She asked, sweet countenance never wavering, causing him to break into a cold sweat..
He handed the package to her in a blur of motion.
“Thank you very much~!” She purred. A quick signature and the guy was in his truck driving quickly away.
Peg grabbed the package and opened it; inside was a bottle filled with Mira-grow pills along with a smaller bottle called Matron Maker. The first was the pills she bought for a special deal with Pete’s credit card, while the second one was a fertility pill that increased birth rates. She would use this as a cover for the final part of her plan. She went to grab everything she needed and her cell phone was already open. “Max? We’re going!” She declared before hanging up without even waiting for a response.
She grabbed her suitcase, carrying it out. She made sure her note was exactly where the one weeks ago was and when all that was done she waved to PJ and Pistol. “Make hell you two!” She ordered before she was out the door.
She saw Max Goof with a suitcase in hand, “So where we going Mrs. P?” He asked.
She smiled, “Peggy, and we’re going to my summer home for about a few days.” She purred.
He paled, “B-But what about my dad?” he asked.
She was loading her stuff in the trunk of her car, “Already talked to him about it, you’re going out to enjoy some nature and doing your homework while there. I already planned to spend some time away to relax, why not be a good neighbor and help you learn?” She turned to him and winked. “Let me get that in.” She offered, gesturing at his suitcase.
Instead of handing it over he lifted the case into the back of the car, and the loud sound it made as well as the brief sink in the vehicle’s shocks indicated that it was quite a bit heavier than he made it look.
“Big man.” She praised with a lick of her lips as she climbed into the car. Max followed her in on his own side of the care, confused but tentatively pleased with how things were unfolding.
-5 hours later-
Max was woken up by the sound of the door slamming as Peg got out to grab her suitcase. He exited himself, heading toward the trunk to get his own bag out when he noticed they were in a forested area. “Whoa, this is where your summer home is?” He asked. “I thought it was someplace else.”
Peg smiled and winked at him, “This is my summer home that I bought myself. Nobody knows about it, not even Pete. It’s fully furnished and it has it’s own hot tub.” She explained, “We’re going to have all this place… you and me… to ourselves.” She purred.
It sunk in for him exactly what her angle was. He was far from displeased with the situation, which was proven as his mighty cock was rapidly making a bigger and bigger bulge in his loose shorts.
“And finally I can ask that question I tried to ask before, but for now let’s get ourselves situated.” She told him as she began marching across the stone steps that lead to a building, suitcase bumping up the steps.
Max following her as he heard the chirping birds. He marveled at the surrounding landscape until his ankle bumped the wooden step. He stumbled, but managed to catch himself and began to walk up the stairs to the wooden door, which was wide open. He was treated to a wonderful sight.
Peg stripped off her shirt and pants, tossing them aside to reveal lacey black underwear. She paused, then turned to look at him. Her tongue flicked out and she beckoned him closer. The tightness of his pants was the signal that he was more than ready for the upcoming task.
She smiled, “You can go completely nude here and no one would know. I can scream as loud as I want and nobody will hear. This place is completely isolated.”
And it was true. Nobody knew this road, anybody who would’ve mapped this place on GPS would’ve been given an error sign. This was off a road near the highway, so nobody would even pay attention to it. This was the result of her sinking over one million dollars into her own personal sanctuary. It was an investment that she had originally created to get some time away from Pete, but now she could indulge with her heart’s new guilty pleasure: seducing Max Goof!
The boy in question dropped his suitcase and zipped in front of her comically. Then he grabbed his pants, pulling them off in a rush and reached for his shirt.
It was then that Peg took a chance. She grabbed his shirt just as it covered his eyes. “Hold still sweetie I wanna give you something… a treat for being such a good boy.” He didn’t respond but didn’t struggle as Peg reached down for the pill bottles she opened it and pulled out the pill
She was pretty sure it wasn’t as instant as they advertised but it would be pretty rapid. She gave him one pill for now, and then tilted his head back so he would swallow. He did, she looked at his 16 incher, true he was quite a big boy to begin with but having sex for a week straight had made her loose enough that she needed more to make it feel tight again.
Once he had swallowed the pill she let him pull off his shirt, which he did and looked at her in confusion, “What was-”
But before he could ask she smothered him in cleavage.
She smiled and kissed his head, “Let’s get to business Max baby.” She whispered into his ear hotly. sSe let him go far enough to do what she wanted to do for quite a while. She pressed her lips against his in a kiss. It had been a while since she kissed him, she found herself being drawn to him. She pressed against him, parting to kiss all over his face hotly. It wasn’t long until they were both on the floor as she kissed and licked his face like a cat in heat. She ground her hips against his, her vulva rubbing against his increasingly hot dick.
Max felt hot all over but particularly so with his dick and balls. “Peggy… my junk feels weird.”
This caused her to stop she then turned to look at his dick and balls. Her eye’s confirmed her suspicion, his dick was pulsing and with each pulsing it grew bigger and bigger. His cock was growing quite rapidly, not as instantly as the guy in the video but fast enough to be seen. His big balls ballooned with size, it wasn’t long until both were the size of small watermelons, and his cock now a solid 26 inches long.
She turned and moved to his dick, her wet pussy dripping juices onto his face as she smelled his new enlarged schlong. “Your dick is even more incredible Max, you’re definitely going to be the hot guy in school~.” She purred, “I’m quite jealous, you’ll get a nice young girl in future.” Her voice was filled with a bitter sadness, despite her efforts to mask it. She would enjoy this while it lasted.
Max, even in the haze could hear her sadness, he bit his lip then he sat up, avoiding her lower organ, “Um… I still think you’re young and hot P-Peggy.” He said slightly nervously, he had meant it though.
Peg Pete smiled, then she stood up and walked to the living room and sat on the couch, spreading her legs invitingly. “Then give me a good fucking with that tool, make me feel those words~.” She challenged.
Max stood up and looked at his new dick, not only was it longer it was considerably thicker now easily twice as thick as before. His balls were also quite heavy now he felt his legs straining slightly to hold him up. But he made his way to her summoning whatever manliness strength that was hidden within to step to her. He barely was within arm’s reach when his new dick poked her slit. “Whoa I’m huge now.” he said.
Peg’s eyes were glued to his mega-schlong, “Yes you are.” She almost came from visual stimulation. Her toes were wriggling with desire and he was more than willing to oblige wondering how it would feel to sink his new 26 inch long dick inside. He reached for her arms and she obliged by grabbing him. She then pulled him in slowly but surely her body shuddering as the inches slid into her. She was barely at the halfway point when her brain overloaded and she orgasmed her juices spraying out, Max closing his eyes just in time to avoid the spray. Her arms went slack and he opened his eyes to see her laying back mouth open, tongue hanging out dripping with slava, her eyes hazy with pleasure. He didn’t stop though he pushed himself in while pulling her toward him. She squeaked as he kept going, “N-No I’m too-EEK!” she screamed as he suddenly was close enough to reach for her ample bottom and he lifted her up with a great grunt.
The plan was admittedly better in his head, he had been planning to lift her up, for manliness and romance points, and do a standing mount on her. But he had overestimated himself and underestimated her weight. Not that he would ever dare say it but Peggy was pretty heavy. He barely got her off the couch when he stumbled and then tripped on the coffee table and fell to the ground his head hitting the floor painfully he blacked out.
Peg was instantly aware of the loud thunk and it brought her out of her haze to find herself sitting on top of Max, who was unconscious. “MAX!” she cried and she was instantly off of him patting his faced worriedly, she checked his head there was a bump forming but otherwise he as fine. She smiled, “You silly little man you, trying to act grown up.” She said more in endearment than actual scolding. It wasn’t long before he was snoring, she sighed then let him rest for now. She decided for now to get their luggage unpacked. She grabbed the pill bottle and shook it to get another pill only to hear no sound. She peered in and saw it was empty. She blinked then the slow realization that she had been duped filled her. She was about to throw the bottle when she saw the back that had a large red mark with the words ‘WARNING!’ in it.
She held it up and read it, “The Mira-grow product is a one time use item due to it’s incredible effectiveness. Due to past complaints every Mira-grow package will only contain one pill and one pill only. If you wish for more you will have to order more, thank you for purchasing Mira-grow.” she sighed, “What a shame… then again it wasn’t a total sham he’s so… “ she couldn’t say the words as saliva pooled in her mouth she sucked it up and went back to unpacking casually tossing the bottle into the trash.
After spending a good 10 minutes unpacking she heard Max groan and went to the living room to see the boy sitting up his erection gone and rubbing the bump on his head, “Owwww… what happened?” He asked.
Peg smiled, “You tried to be more than a man and you failed… but it was a nice try so I’ll forgive you. Let’s go to our bedroom.” She said.
He felt his heart skip, “O-O-Our Bedroom?” he asked.
She laughed, “Ho-ho-ho-ho you didn’t think there was more than one bedroom here did you? We’re going to be sleeping together big man.” she said and she practically skipped to the bedroom with Max right behind her. The room in question was large and spacious with the bed at the far end which was big enough that you could two Petes on it and it would have enough room for people to lay on it comfortably. Peg was at the edge coaxing him to join her. He was on her in an instant but this time she slid onto the middle of the bed and he was joining her a slight grunt of annoyance as his dick and balls dragged against the bed surface. But he was already at her pussy his mouth open to eat her out.
She allowed him, wanting to feel his now experienced tongue work her insides. She had to admit Max’s tongue just worked it’s way deep down into her depths with ease. It wasn’t long till she had yet another mind blowing orgasm. This time Max drank the juices; he wouldn’t tell her but drinking it always made him feel invigorated. He raised himself to his knees even as Peg sat up eager to get his cock inside of her again. Once again she pulled him guiding him down into her. This time though she laid on her back as he got in as much as he could into her, a sizable 20 inches of cock meat. Once the 14 inches were in her stomach began to contort to the shape of his dick and once the 20 inch was in there was a sizable bulge sticking out of her skin. He began to pull his dick out using his footing to assist before slamming it in again sinking in another inch, a repeat sunk in yet another inch.
Peg was panting as she felt his thrusting motions slamming in his monster of a dick inside. Her eyes were rolling in their sockets from the stimulation. She was once again feeling size pushing her walls apart, she was quite confident that no matter how many ties she got his dick in her now she would still feel like a virgin to it. Every thrust was harder and more confident as he began to get accustomed to the new weight as his legs became to compensate for it. It wasn’t long till he was in a smooth and strong rhythm. He closed his eyes focusing on plunging it in again and again. Focusing on the thrust and the orgasm that was slowly building up.
Peg could feel his dick getting bigger and bigger as it was readying to unload she also felt his balls slowly bloating against her butt. She knew the signs and she made her move her legs raising up ready to wrap around his butt to hold him down. “Peggy I’m gonna cum!” he said and he moved to pull out but her legs snared him and pulled him back down.
Peg looked into his eyes, “Inside me.” she purred and pulled him into a kiss. It was the final spark, his balls began dispensing their heavy, hot and virile load. But Peggy knew she wouldn’t get pregnant, not until she asked him that question. It wasn’t long till she felt it, the cum flooding her womb and trying to empty out only for the dick to just pump even more, she felt her womb start to expand, pushing against her belly making it swell larger and larger. They had to part lips as her belly grew to the point that Max was being pushed off, her legs were trembling and he seized the moment pulling out of her even as his dick kept shooting cum out coating her with his jizz.
After a few more seconds he finally spurted out the last of his load. He looked at Peg and saw her body was covered from head to toe in sperm. After a few seconds she wiped off the cum from her face and looked at him, “You’re doing great sweetie.” She said, she then looked at her belly and rubbed it smearing cum on her body, “Hmmm this reminds me of when I was pregnant with PJ.” She then sat up and she rubbed Max’s head soothingly as he laid on his side panting slightly. “Thanks sweetie I never would’ve dreamed of being filled like this before… “ she leaned in, kissing his cheek and he blushed and put a hand on his cheek while Peggy laboriously got off the bed. “If you wanna rest up you can, I’m going to clean up then get some food. Anything you want in particular?”
He didn’t respond, probably passed out again, so she shrugged and went to the restroom to wash up.
-30 minutes later-
Peg put on some normal clothes and she looked at Max who was trying to stuff his new endowments inside his pants and failing quite badly. “Max come with me we’ll get you some new clothes.” She said.
Max suddenly had the sudden image of her in the changing room with him screwing him in a public facility, his dick shot up. “Uhh… no thanks Peggy I’m fine with this, I mean I don’t have to really worry about this till I go home right?” He pointed out.
For Peg the thought of a half-naked Max walking around the house made her wet down below and she smiled, “Alright Max, we have cable and we have all the channels… and I do mean ALL of them.” She winked and she left out making sure to make her huge butt sway in her extra tight pants. Needless to say Max would spend the next hour jerking off furiously to her butt while watching some porno of a teacher seducing her student only to have sex with him and become pregnant. Needless to say he busted the nut a good half dozen times and each time he felt only hornier he couldn’t wait for Peggy to come back. The thought of filling her womb full of cum and impregnating her now firmly in his mind though he knew that wouldn’t be possible with her. Not only was she married but she already had 2 kids, he couldn’t saddle her with a third one.
‘But what if she wanted one?’ a dark voice sounded on his left shoulder, he glanced to see a tiny him with devil horns reddish fur, holding a pitchfork with a dick and balls even bigger than what his currently was… if it had been sized up to his height. ‘She did lock you in before you came so maybe she wants a little ‘goof’ inside of her.’ Devil Max laughed devilishly.
‘It is not right! She is married with 2 children and a husband, you cannot raise it as your own! That would cause trouble for both you and your father.’ a more kindly voice said on his right shoulder was an angelic looking Max with large wings and wearing robes that hid everything. Well, it failed too, judging by the massive bulge in the cloth her was just as endowed as his devil counterpart.
‘Fuck off goody two shoes, this is the best lay we’re gonna get ever! So what if we get her pregnant we can work it out if we think about it!’ the devil berated.
Angel Max shook his head, ‘We’re already enough trouble with adultery, do you really want to add in being impregnated by a minor to our list of headaches?’ this was true, what they were doing was incredibly illegal and damning by societal standards.
‘Fuck off, screw society we are banging the hottest milf we know and she wants us to bang her! Peggy ain’t dumb, she’ll find a way around all of this. We could have over a hundred women in our life time and none of them will either be as sweet or as hot as Peggy Pete.’ that logic was enough to shut up the angel who just vanished in a puff of smoke.
The devil pumped his fist in triumph. ‘Devil one, Angel zip! Okay champ here’s the deal we gotta get you ready for the lay, there’s a hot tub outside; get it ready for tonight and make a move!’ instructed the devil, ‘Who knows, she might even have more of whatever made you bigger.’
Max looked at his dick; he had already been pretty big before but now he was a little more than monstrous. Despite what the devil said none of the girls were interested in his huge schlong, once he had his pants pulled and all the students laughed at him. But that was probably why he was so drawn to Peg. She accepted his huge size and even loved it. A part of him wondered if she was just interested in his dick but he knew that wasn’t true. She wouldn’t have kissed him with such passion if it was just about his dick. However his plan was made and he stood up, not even bothering to put on pants as he went to conduct his business.
-Peg-
Peg drove down the road heading home, in the trunk was more than enough food to last a week, nothing too expensive two dozen steaks, half a dozen kebabs for the grill, some fish and lobster, broccoli, pasta, etc. etc. Too many things to list. Also in her pocket were fertility pills, she was quite sure she could be impregnated, especially with her ovulation month being this month but it didn’t hurt to have a guarantee. But even as she smiled at the thought she had the sad thought in the back of her mind that Max would never want to impregnate her. As much as she loved him she knew him better than her own children at this point. Max was a logical boy, though he tried to play it cool and hip he was much smarter than his father. He knew of consequences quite well and very rarely acted decisions with with highly unfavorable outcomes… except if it made him look cool if it worked out well.
She sighed as she drove up to the path leading to her private getaway. She pulled up and turned off the car and moved to empty the trunk.
Max came out wearing shorts, “Let me help you with that Peggy.” He said and he grabbed whatever bags she couldn’t. Together they got everything inside.
Peggy put the stuff in the fridge while setting some steaks and noodles aside for dinner. Max watched the TV while she did so, having had his fill of porn he settled on a crime drama to save his load for tonight.
Peg decided to change before she started cooking, like Max had said who on earth was around to see them? She pulled off all her clothes and put on just an apron. She then walked out making sure her booty would bounce with her hip movements. She smirked as she walked into the living room and saw Max’s eyes practically glue themselves onto her body. He watched her till she got behind the counter then he returned his gaze to the TV with visible effort.
-30 Minutes later-
Max had been watching a music video when he was startled by Peg sitting down with one hand outstretched holding a plate for him. He took it, steak with some fries that were splattered with ketchup and some tomatoes with green beans. He took a bite and nearly let the meat fall out, it was perfectly tender and well seasoned. It didn’t take him long to start devouring the meal.
Peg ate more slowly, watching him closely as he scarfed the food down with a proud smile on her face.
When he finished he licked his lips he then saw Peg watching him, he saw her curious expression he swallowed. “Sorry, just my dad’s cooking is… so-so… and your food is always great.” he explained sheepishly.
She smiled, “Oh I’m sure it is, but I’m also sure I can give you something even tastier.” She purred and she raised one leg up and leaned onto the couch showing her wet lower lips. He had eaten her out before and he had to admit while he didn’t like the taste at first he became used to it very quickly. He was thankful his tongue was so large to get in all around her insides, and that was what Peggy liked the most. He looked up at her and saw her face of ecstasy, flush with excitement and… something else that he couldn’t recognize.
As Peg stared at him as he licked her insides with his big, rough tongue she knew she couldn’t hold it anymore. She would say it, she would reveal how she felt, it was impossible to not do so with how his eyes were looking at her. She cried out as she orgasmed, her juices spraying on Max’s face. He closed his eyes just in time, but the love juices assaulted his nose and his dick was rock hard instantly… something in the juices just made him want to fuck her like mad.
Peg could see his hard dick throbbing she wanted to just jump on him and mount him there but she wanted to tell him how she felt. Her wish, that she knew he wouldn’t grant to her. She felt his hand on her waist and she held up her own to his face, “Wait Max… there’s… something I have to say first.” She said.
He paused, this was… unusual she’d never done that before he waited as she got herself together, “What’s wrong Peggy?” He asked.
Peg’s heart melted, and she felt like she was a little girl in highschool again trying to confess to her crush. “Max… over the… year I’ve grown fond of you… rather more than fond actually… “ she said then she leaned forward and wiped her juices off his face, her sharp ears heard a thudding in his chest. She leaned closer stroking his cheek, “I… love you…” she said and she kissed him softly but passionately. When she broke the kiss she couldn’t help but giggle at his bewildered face. Then she asked the one question she had been wanting to ask, “Max… will you impregnate me?” She asked.
Max’s brain went into overdrive the one question he had been afraid of asking was now being asked from the woman he wanted to ask. He saw the hopeful but clearly expectant face, he rubbed his head, “Well gosh… Peggy, this might sound weird to you. But there was something I wanted to ask you but really couldn’t cause you were married… but would you really want to have a kid with me?” He asked.
On his shoulder the devil appeared, “SCORE!” it howled before vanishing again.
Peg blushed, “If you don’t mind.” she said.
He was blushing too, “I don’t…” there was a long pause, “So do it now?” He asked.
She thought about it, “How about in the hot tub tonight?” she asked, a nod and she leaned in and kissed him, “Then get cleaned up for tonight.” she said. She got up to start making a luxurious and energizing meal. Max went to wash off for tonight.
-Late that night-
Max sighed as he relaxed into the tub the bubbling and heat melting his aches and pains into nothing. The meal he had about an hour ago was just dynamite, and he felt so energized too he felt like he could go at least 15 rounds tonight. He then heard the slide of the patio door opening. He looked to see Peg saunter out wearing a bathrobe. He frowned but his frown turned into wide eyed shock as she pulled off the robe to reveal the bikini underneath. The bikini itself was small in fact one could say too small the top could barely cover her nipples, and the bottom also barely covered her puffy labia. She walked into the pool and pressed her chest into Max’s face. “I’m all yours.” she said simply and she grinded her hips against his hard groin. She felt his dick going past her legs and rubbing her buttcheeks.
She felt his hands grabbing her butt and squeezing them, then his head lift up to kiss her. A kiss which she returned easily and gratefully as they kissed she pressed her butt against his cock then she broke it. “Let me get a taste.” she said, and she moved sliding down to his length. Max however grabbed her top and slipped it off. Her bust bounced freely she smiled as he tossed the top aside and raised herself just enough to let his dick bounce from beneath the water. Despite being submerged a good 12 inches his dick jutted out in 14 inches of glorious cock meat. Peg licked the tip with her rough tongue causing his dick to jerk and begin leaking out copious amounts of pre-cum.
She slid his cock between her breasts and lowered her mouth to kiss then began to suck on the huge head. Max gasped as her tongue teased his urethra then she began to push her head down, sucking as she did so. She got about 10 inches in, she pulled her head up and released his cock with a loud wet ‘pop’ and stared into his eyes. Max could’ve imagined it but he was sure her pupils changed into the shape of hearts. She began to suck his head while raising and lowering her boobs with her hands. She kept staring into her eyes as she sucked him off then she began to rub her boobs and Max grunted as he felt his dick bulge ready to come from the hot soft boobage and expert sucking.
Peg lowered her head down licking the underside and he cried out his hands grabbing her head and pushing her down. Peg’s eyes rolled as she swallowed 12 inches of cock and he began to cum pump straight into her stomach. Every spurt bulged down her throat briefly before it began to fill her belly. It swelled as he shot 3 loads worth of cum inside, when he finished he let her go and she rose up her eyes tear-stained but her mouth smiling, “Your cock is delicious.” she said her eyes shining. She turned around and presented her big butt to him.
He stood up his hard cock bobbing with every beat from is heart. He grabbed her butt smoothing his hands over it before taking his length with one hand and lining his cock up to her throbbing pussy, with a single thrust he rammed it all in. Peg’s eyes rolled up as she felt his hard schlong piercing her. Her stomach stretched from his huge length, she was quite convinced she would never be able to adjust to his size… and she loved that. He began to thrust his dick sliding in and out easily having widened her so much already. But she was anything but loose his length was just too big to allow her pussy to be totally loose. He thrusted and slapped her butt with his hand causing it to jiggle. She tightened on his length as much as she could squeezing down to urge him to cum.
Max was inches from the orgasm but before he did he grabbed her and pulled her up while putting his butt on the rim of the hot tub. He whispered into her ear, “You ready to get knocked up?” he asked his breath tickling her ear.
Peg shuddered, “Yes.” she breathed.
Max smiled, “Didn’t catch that.” he teased.
Peg felt a little annoyed but understood his game, “Yessss!” she said louder, “Knock me up with your hot goofy seed!” she nearly screamed, he smiled.
Max began to pull it out inch by inch till only his head was in, he felt her clamp down on his hot head, then he thrust it all in. Peg’s eyes rolling up as she felt the cock bulge against her skin. She then felt it stretch as he began to ejaculate his cock spurting huge globs of cum out bulging her skin and causing her womb to swell. Her belly stretching bigger and bigger as he let out the incredible orgasm. He kept it inside for a solid minute before pulling out and letting his dick spurt cum all over her back and into the hot tub after another minute he finally began to let out weak spurts. He pulled her up and saw her face an open mouthed gape of ecstasy her eyes rolled up. He kissed her cheek and she whimpered, “Enjoy yourself.” he said he then felt her hand grab his.
She guided it to her belly which he began to rub, it was bloated as if she was nine months along. “One day it’ll be like this with your child in it.” she breathed softly. Max could already see it, Peg Pete’s belly swollen with the life he had impregnated her with, her breasts big and swollen with milk. She reached for his head her own turned as far as she could, he leaned forward and kissed her. They stayed that way for several minutes eventually Max had to pick up Peg and carry her to the bed where they laid embracing each other. Peg knew she would be pregnant not only did she take the pills but the pills Max had taken increased his fertility greatly. The only problem would be dealing with Pete but she would save that for tomorrow for now she held Max tightly getting as much of his scent on her as possible to forever engrave it into her being that now she belonged to him.
-12 days later-
Max sat in the car, his mind thinking back, for the past 12 days they had sex on a hourly basis, every hour they would fuck, take break, fuck again, take another break and it continued till today and each time they did it he filled her more and more. Even though he knew she was pregnant it didn’t hurt to be extra sure. He thought back to her belly last night, it had swollen to the point that a grown man could probably sit quite comfortably inside of her. He sighed as he realized that they would go back to having sex in secret and with caution… he hadn’t realized how free he felt just fucking like crazy whenever he started to grow hard, as gentle or as rough as he wanted.
He heard the door open and close Peg sitting in the driver’s seat she stared ahead then turned to him and leaned in he responded immediately moved to kiss her. They stared into each other’s eyes the pupils seeming to change into hearts, though it was the product of their imagination. When they parted she sighed, “Time to go home.” she said. And she turned on the car.
-Pete Residence-
When Peg pulled up in the driveway she found the door had 3 more locks than before she had left a vein pulsed in her temple, “What did that imbecile do this time?” she growled. She got out and stomped to the door and opened the screen and banged the door 4 times each time the wood creaked ominously.
From inside Pete’s voice shouted, “I’m NOT paying for you cheating me out of cards Bramo!” Peg’s temple throbbed.
She quickly put together what happened, “Pete you better open the damn door now!” she shouted.
There was some hurried footsteps and the sound of the locks unlocking and the door opening, “Peggy sweetie.” Pete said backing away as Peg advanced on him, even though she was much shorter than him in that instant she seemed to be 15 feet tall. As she began to berate her husband for gambling Max got out their bags with PJ who had snuck between his parents to help him.
PJ tried to engage with some small talk, “Must’ve been boring being with my mom alone huh?” he asked.
Max smiled, “Not entirely we did some… fun things.” he said.
PJ rolled his eyes, “Sure you did.” he said and he grabbed his mom’s stuff, “See you later Max.” he said.
Max nodded as he grabbed his stuff and headed home, he grabbed the handle and opened it, he saw his dad sitting in the living room looking miserable wearing a bathrobe, his eyes a bright red while his chin was covered in fuzz. When the door open he sat up and upon seeing Max ran to hug his son, “Maxy! Are you ok?” he asked.
Max grunted as his father hugged him tightly. “Y-Yeah dad fine… “ he groaned, “Uh dad it hurts?” he groaned.
Goofy released his son, “Sorry Max it’s… just been lonely without you, you know?” he asked.
Max blinked, “Dad…?” he asked, Goofy didn’t speak just rubbed his arm and then he reached for Max’s bag.
He went to Max’s room then paused, he turned as if to say something then closed his mouth… ‘Max won’t be here forever…’ he reminded himself, painfully and bitterly. Max followed his father who placed his bag in his room.
Max felt strangely afraid, his dad usually was all over him what happened while he was gone? “Dad?” He asked.
Goofy smiled, “Sorry son so whatcha want to eat?” he asked.
Max blinked then shrugged, “I dunno a burger?” he asked.
Goofy nodded, “Coming right up.” he said and he went to the kitchen to cook. Max blinked then he began to unload his stuff.
-Later that night, Pete Residence-
Peg stared at the TV, she was watching a show showing off a MILF being fucked by a teenager, and found it to be… quite boring… there was something about watching sex that you already did that just made it seem bland. She sighed and reminded herself she felt this way once before… but she watched on waiting more for the commercial. Her hand on the portable phone ready to dial. It finished with the boy and woman laying on the bed kissing, the first two commercials were boring typical stamina and libido boosting drugs but the second one caught her interest, “Looking for that little bump up? Breasts feel like they could be an actual handfull? Or maybe you need that rump that you can smack and watch it jiggle? We got the solution here!” said a woman and she held up a pill she handed it to a woman who had no curves, who drank it down with some water. A few seconds after swallowing her breasts began to swell round and perky, while her booty jiggled into roundness and heart-shape. She dialed the number instantly smiling next time she was with Max she’d give him a pleasant surprise.
-The Goof Residence-
Max huffed as he grabbed his huge dick, stroking it off, his father was deeply asleep having taken sleeping pills to ward off the weeklong insomnia he had suffered. He was watching a porno channel which showed a guy with a huge dick and balls ramming into hot bimbo-esque woman her huge boobs swinging like pendulums while his hips slapped her huge ass making it ripple like a wave with each slap. He bit his lip as he neared orgasm and he stood up aiming his dick into the bucket and let loose cum spurting into the bucket. He shot with such force that it splashed up some of it escaping the bucket while the rest splashed and sloshed inside when he finally finished the bucket was nearly overflowing. He sighed as he sat down and looked at the TV then he sat up. He grabbed the phone and dialed rapidly. On the screen an advertisement was showing about a pill that could give a male’s dick the ‘Oomph’ needed for the night time romping. The pill bottle was exactly the same as the one Peg Pete had used on him 2 weeks back. He waited, “Hello you’ve called in time to get in time for our Big Boy Pills, for just this instant you can get one pill for the low price of $150, would you like to order it now?” asked a very excited female voice.
Max looked at the TV and said one word, “Yes.” Peg would have quite the meaty surprise next time they were alone…
So someone said they were having trouble with their app involving this entry so re-uploading it to see if it’ll fix the problem.
I just finished Chapter 2 of Revenge is sweet Enjoy this was a blast to work on! Next up is a story inspired by a picture by Rattledbonezone which I will link once I post the story. Please, please, please comment and review this.
-Revenge is Sweet: Reboot-
A Harry Potter story
Written by SSK
Edited by Slicerness
Tags: Futanari, Transformation, Futa on Female, Male on Female, Penis/Breast/Balls Expansion, Domination, Body Modification/Alteration, Humiliation, Harem, Enslavement
Chapter 2
Turning Pansy into a pansy
Hermione grunted as she thrusted into Millicent her fingers digging into the massive booty as her hips slapped against the big jiggly mass. Millicent moaned and gasped even as she orgasmed again just from the huge cock penetrating her pussy and into her womb. Hermione then grabbed her slave, her massive muscular arms bulging as she pulled her up and turned to the mirror, she then unloaded the two watching with gritted teeth as Millicent’s belly grew larger and larger. “Mmff mistresssssss!” Millicent moaned as she orgasmed yet again but her juices sent straight back into her due to tidal wave of cum filling her. Hermione orgasmed for a whole minute then she lifted Millicent up and her cock popped out with a river of jizz coming out of Millicent causing her body to deflate.
Hermione kissed Millicent’s neck, “Are you feeling better my pet?” She purred.
Millicent sighed, “Yes mistress.” It had been 3 days since Millicent had tearfully told Hermione of Pansy’s bullying. She already had plans set for her revenge, in a cauldron a powerful potion was brewing… a brand new potion at that, it had never existed till Hermione came up with it. It had several properties and if it worked Pansy would be brought to her knees by it. “Mistress… I am fine with her abuse you do not need to worry yourself over me.” she said.
Hermione licked Millicent’s cheek, “My pet you are MY slave only I can abuse you if I choose to which means that should anybody so much as lay a finger on you I will not tolerate it. Besides I was planning on getting Pansy anyways.” she assured.
Millicent squirmed slightly, “M-Mistress do I not satisfy you?” She asked.
Hermione blinked, “Are you… jealous?” She asked.
Millicent blushed, “Yes…” she said knowing she couldn’t lie.
Hermione blushed as well, “Is that so Milly? Well then you will just have to work harder is all to keep my favor.” She said.
Millicent nodded, “Yes Mistress.” She said but she felt the burning in her chest… even in the 2 weeks she had been under her mistress’ heel she had developed feelings she normally never would have developed. She felt a strong devotion to a person who was, mostly, the same sex as her, and by the creed of her bloodline was essentially a lowborn. She wanted to express her devotion due to the past, it would be her penance for the past. So she would stay silent and serve her mistress.
Hermione stood at the cauldron looking at its depths she felt… strange hearing Millicent say she was jealous if Pansy would be subdued. She didn’t know why, but she had a feeling that Millicent had feelings for her. Which would’ve been bizarre considering the past and their current situation. She stared at the potion, she had been making this potion for 3 days straight. The potion if it worked would have very interesting effects on the drinker. It should be ready by tomorrow in which it would undergo a test. Hermione walked to Millicent, “Go back to your common room we test it tomorrow.” She said. Millicent nodded and went to the shower to clean up Hermione went to the potion to remove her growth… though if she was honest she liked being big, beautiful and powerful, and having the cock… it made her understand why boys thought with it, to thrust it in filling a woman up and then cumming inside of them filling them with baby seed. The process of life intrigued her which was why she knew how to break Pansy instantly. For Pansy there would be no greater shame than that of bearing the child of a muggleborn witch.
She smiled a cold smile as she covered the potion lowering the fire so it could simmer. She saw Millicent walking out and decided to take a chance, “Milly before you go, come here.” She said, Millicent stopped and turned to face her mistress who walked up to her, Hermione bent down and kissed Millicent. Millicent didn’t struggle in fact she pressed on Hermione but Hermione broke the kiss the moment she did. She placed her finger on Millicent’s lips, “You’re a good slave if you keep it up you might earn something… truly special alright my pet.” Millicent’s eyes glittered with hope and love and she nodded, “Off you go.” She said and she moved around Millicent and spanked her booty making her slave squeak. Hermione waited till Milicent was out the door then she touched her lips realizing her first kiss was given to a slytherin… she shrugged and went to shrink herself down.
-Slytherin Common room-
Millicent walked in trying to keep her happiness contained, and she went to the girls dormitory. As she got in she saw Pansy standing at her bed with some boys beside her. “Look who it is boys the little slut.” She said Millicent stopped then she looked around, “What you think we can’t smell it? We sure can you been boning someone ever since you ‘miraculously’ got beautified so… tell me the potion!” She said.
Millicent backed away but stopped when she felt her back hit something she turned to see a tall, broad boy standing there, she swallowed, “I… Bought it last year I didn’t know if it would work so I hadn’t tried it out.” She said.
Pansy rubbed her chin, “Uh-huh sure and what made you decide to try it out now?” She asked.
Millicent thought wildly, “I was dared to, because of some girls saying it wouldn’t make me any better looking than I do now!” she said.
Pansy smiled, “Really how fascinating… fascinatingly full of bull that is. Who gave you the potion?” She demanded, “Where’s the rest of it!?” She demanded, “And who the fuck are you sleeping with!?” She snarled she walked up to Milicent and grabbed her by her collar. If it had been the Millicent before Pansy wouldn’t of dared grab Millicent. Not that she knew but technically Millicent wasn’t that much weaker than she originally was. However Millicent had been cowed by Hermione that she forgot her strength.
Millicent pushed her off, “I don’t have it anymore! I drank it all!” She said.
Pansy sneered, “Really? What’s the recipe then?” She asked.
Millicent moved back, “I didn’t make it I told you I bought it.” She insisted.
Pansy nodded, “Uh-huh from who?” She asked.
Millicent was in a hole now, “S-Some woman in Knockturn Alley it was last year she might not be there.” Pansy glared at her.
She then stepped back, “Ok then… I believe you… but you see these boys?” She said gesturing to the boys that were now standing around her. Millicent could see bulges at their groins. “They’ve been wanting to go at you for a while now, so I’m gonna let them do just that. Have fun.” She said and she walked out of the dormitory while the boys advanced on Millicent. Millicent pulled out her wand but the boy behind her snatched it and threw it down the stairs. He then pushed her forward grabbing her clothes and pulling them off.
Millicent’s heart was thudding in her chest, she was remembering the time she was with Hermione. Her mistress had been cruel and dominating she had wanted Millicent to suffer to be treated like dirt. But these boys they just wanted to use her like a toy she tried to fight them off but they swarmed her already pulling down their pants and pushing her mouth toward them. They stank horribly and their dicks were small and unsatisfying, in a very short time her body, taste, and personality had been molded into a different being. She knew she couldn’t overpower them but she could out fuck them. She grabbed their dicks in her hands and jerked them hard trying to get them to cum quickly while her mouth sucked on their dicks. They were surprised and most came instantly but instead of faltering they renewed their assault on her.
She kept going making them cum again and again making sure they didn’t go near her pussy. After making them cum 4 times they eventually fell exhausted. She panted swallowing the last of their dirty cum in her mouth revolted by the taste, ‘Mistress’ cum tastes so sweet,’ she realized she stood up but her legs wobbled she had been tired out from before and this encounter only hurt her stamina more.
She was about to stand up when the boy that had been blocking the door held uppotion of a color that Millicent knew she handed it to the boy who took it and drank it all. Millicent’s eyes widened and her pupils shrank as the boy, now pantless, grunted then he thrust his hips forward as his dick began to grow bigger and bigger, swelling to impossible sizes.
She was a good 4 feet away from him when his dick stopped a few inches from her chin. She swallowed, her mistress had never gone this big before, she knew it was gonna hurt if he took her mouth. The boy smirked, “Oh you thought you were done? You think I was just gonna stand by? Guess again with how big my dick is I might ruin you.” Millicent’s body trembled with rage, at the thought of her pussy being violated and destroyed beyond repair to deny her dream of one day carrying her mistress’ children. She tried to hit the boy she was slammed down by a hand that choked her she beat on it as hard as she could but it didn’t let go.
She gasped and grunted and struggled but she couldn’t focus or see… she then felt it penetrating her. Spreading her painfully, and widely, tearing her insides apart. She sobbed as she felt it bumping her cervix, she couldn’t handle it anymore and she fainted.
-The Next day-
Hermione rubbed Millicent’s head soothingly, in the room of requirement as her pet sobbed loudly muttering, “I’m ruined… I’m ruined…” Hermione was silent on the outside but in the inside she tore her mind apart, swearing, smashing and crushing phantom Pansy’s in gruesome fashion. She held up her wand, and a potion sailed into her hands. She pressed it to Millicent’s lips but she just pushed it away.
Hermione looked at her, “Milly… drink!” She ordered and unable to deny her mistress she did. Millicent fell asleep the moment Hermione pulled it up from her lips. She looked at Millicent whose body was riddled with lumps and bruises, and her labia was red and puffy with blood leaking out. She got up and went to get the potion to help with Millicent’s injuries. It would rapidly heal her but the process was extremely painful and could even kill the drinker if they couldn’t handle the pain. The sleep would dull it’s painful effects slightly but she would be plagued with nightmares.
Hermione held the potion then she looked at Millicent’s sleeping form and knew that it wouldn’t matter she was already plagued by nightmares. “Milly… “ she said saddened that Pansy would be so despicable and knew that she wanted to snap the damn pureblood’s neck like a twig… but she wouldn’t, she would however give her a humiliation that would make her wish that Hermione had killed her. She poured the potion into Millicent’s’ open mouth and set it aside then she grabbed Millicent tightly holding on. Millicent screamed but she didn’t wake up, her body growing hot, and she thrashed in her sleep. Hermione held on grimly as Millicent bucked, kicked and writhed below her. She gently stroked Millicent’s hair as the bruises shrank back down, and her wounds hissed only to seal up and her insides rearranged and healed up. It took 5 minutes of this before she finally settled down. Hermione released Millicent quite a mess herself she then went to the cauldron and pulled off the lid, in it was a clear liquid that was so clear it seemed the pot was empty but in truth was quite full. She used a glass cup to scoop it up and and drank it. She then went to the shower to test it out pulling off her clothes and tossing them aside..
The potion was an interesting potion if it worked. It would cause the consumers body to absorb water and in doing so would cause their body to start growing in particular their breasts and butt. Drinking water would cause their lips to start swelling up as well giving them the appearance of a typical whore. So she started the water and drank the potion as it fell. She knew it would take some time to take effect but until then she would use the shower normally. She washed her hair quietly rubbing the shampoo in she the felt it the water that was hitting her instead of sliding off began to sink into her skin.
Her chest began to swell as did her bottom she opened her mouth drinking in what fell and as she drank she felt her lips start to swell and bulge. She bathed for a minute then stepped out of it, without her muscles the weight was pulling her out of balance she staggered to the mirror and looked indeed a girl with massive breasts and a huge rear stood at the mirror. She heard rustling and turned to see Millicent sitting up, “Mistress…” She said, she was shuddering and she stood up and walked to Hermione.
Hermione however held up her hand, “Milly get the counter potion quick.” She said.
Millicent nodded, “T-the gold one?” she asked.
Hermione shook her head, “Silver.” Millicent hurried off and returned with a silver bottle. She handed it to Hermione who took it and pressed against her huge lips and drank, one swallow. She lowered it and felt the water leaking out of her skin her body shrinking back down to normal. She then looked at Millicent “What is it Milly?” She asked.
Millicent got on her knees, and kowtowed, “Mistress you are my owner but you do not need to take revenge for me.” She said, “I’m not worth such an honor.” Hermione smiled.
She then lowered herself and pulled Millicent’s face up by her chin, “Milly if you were just an object I wouldn’t bother, but you are my slave and I own you meaning you are my responsibility. The moment someone touches you or harms you it becomes a problem. My problem, and I take care of my problems as you very well know by now.” She said with grit, “Even if you didn’t want me to Pansy Parkinson was a target for me anyways. Those boys however now became targets for me. And I will give them a most humiliating punishment indeed one that will fit the crime they committed on my dutiful little slave. Now get to the bed you will need to be ‘clean’ of their taint.” she said. Millicent got on the bed her mind thinking back to that massive 4 footer that had ruined her so… it terrified her. She would hope she never met a dick that large ever again. Hermione walked away from her heading for her potion stores.
She grabbed the futanari potion and looked at it, she knew if she drank the whole thing she would permanently retain her dick and balls… she hadn’t thought about it before but with her current path she knew that it would make things easier to just drink it down and keep it permanently. So that’s what she did she took the bottle and drank it all. She then lowered it and set it down, she felt it the change in her body but she knew it was different, it was hotter, and stronger than ever. She bit her lip to stop herself from screaming as her gene’s were changed turning her from female into pure hermaphrodite… the first human hermaphrodite. Hermione the Hermaphrodite… it had a ring to it. She sighed as it stopped and she looked at her dick compared to before it was rather small, possibly because instead of just being a one day boost it was now officially part of her as a result her body could only use enough of it’s genome to make it, her balls also were smaller than usual.
She then reached for some potions, the potions she took for her growth had both temporary and permanent versions. For now she would use the temporary ones, but once she was out of school she knew she would make her dick and balls permanently bigger. She drank the potions sighing with relief as she grew… turning into her big, powerful and beautiful self again… her real self. She grew and grew till eventually it stopped she observed herself, and with her wand measured herself. Millicent had said the boy was at least 4 feet long while the potion would’ve healed her vaginal passage Hermione wanted Millicent to not be afraid of size but to embrace it. Hermione was a little over 4 feet long and 4 inches thick, and her balls were 5 feet in diameter. She intended on having smaller cock but her balls were the correct size for when she would take Pansy. However she had to admit the size made her feel especially powerful she would consider it after she had done Millicent.
She grabbed 3 more potions and headed back to Millicent. Millicent stiffened the moment she saw Hermione’s massive length she scampered back in fear. “No… No! Mistress please don’t do this to me!” she begged.
Hermione approached Millicent, “Milly you will stop. right. now… understand?” Millicent shuddered but nodded she didn’t move as Hermione approached but tears were forming in her eyes and her body was shivering violently. Hermione got onto the bed putting the potions on the night table and she stroked Millicent’s head gently, “Shhh, shh, shh…” She said soothingly she then shifted her hips so that her dick was in Millicent’s face. “No need to be afraid.” She said but Millicent only began to tremble even harder. Hermione however was patient, “Don’t be afraid it’s just a dick just a really big dick.” Hermione leaned in and licked her own head. It was her first taste at a dick possibly because it was magical or because she never had it so it could be dirtied by her sweat and bodily fluids but it was unusually sweet. “See? Take a lick.” She said.
Millicent could still feel the trauma in her mind but she did as told. The moment she licked she remembered the sweetness of her mistress’ cock and licked it again. It wasn’t long till she was holding it and sucking on it enjoying the sweet taste of cock again. Hermione was twitching and convulsing slightly her senses aflame she had expected the size to increase her sensitivity but this was beyond what she calculated. She nearly had blown on herself but with Millicent using her experience she was using every fiber of her being to not cum. She had to get a break, she grabbed Millicent’ and pushed her head up, “T-That’s enough for now.” she gasped, “Drink those potions all of them.” She ordered Millicent disengaged then grabbed the potions one by one and drank them. By the time she put down the last one she felt her breasts get hot then her butt then her whole body.
Hermione smiled, “The first one will make your breasts larger, the second your butt and the last one is very special… with it your body will become elastic meaning you will stretch under most times your body reaches it’s limits which means I can conduct my second experiment how much can I fill Pansy. You took the temporary solution, for those potions… but if you like what happens next maybe we can make it… permanent.” She purred and she stroked Millicent’s head soothingly even as her slave gasped and moaned as her breasts and butt grew bigger and bigger. They continued to swell without any sign of stopping after a full 40 seconds they finally did. Millicent panted then squeaked as Hermione flicked a thumb sized nipple, from her huge perfectly spherical breasts and another when Hermione slapped her big heart shaped bubble butt. “Mmmm perfect.” She purred and she was on top of Millicent sucking on her slaves huge breasts then biting down on her nipple and pulling back.
Millicent moaned as her nipple stretched and stretched then was released and a it smacked her boob like a rubber band snapping back to it’s original shape. “Good it’s working well,” She said, “Now then for the filling test.” She said and Millicent who was still recovering squeaked when Hermione grabbed her by her butt and lifted her up. She lifted Millicent till she was hovering above her monstrous schlong that throbbed with the desire to penetrate. Millicent saw it and she shuddered, “Milly do you trust me?” She asked.
Millicent was silent then she nodded, “Then trust me when I won’t hurt you.” silence then she nodded again and Hermione brought her down slowly though she was tempted to just slam her down. Hermione knew to heal Millicent of this trauma she should take it slow and make it pleasurable. She did just that, and had to admit watching Millicent’s body distort from the penetration alone was quite… enjoyable, invigorating and even empowering. ‘It’s like my sheer size alone has the power to alter her body!’ it was amazing how she just realized what a dick could do on the day she decided to permanently become a futa. ‘Now I think about it even normal dicks do the same they shape a woman internally and then can impregnate them filling them with life and making their body develop another human being… strange how I’m thinking about this now.’ it was as if she was discovering a new side of herself.
Millicent was trembling as she stared at the massive bulge that was poking from her womb into skin. “Shhh you’re doing excellent Millie.” her mistress soothed stroking her head. If Millicent was a cat she would’ve purred but she settled for soft cooing. “Good girl.” Hermione said then she lowered her hand and began to raise Millicent up. Millicent groaned as she was precariously lifted up from the organ. Then brought down again slowly, the process continued with Hermione increasing the speed just enough to get a smooth motion. Millicent went from meek whimpers to soft moans. She wanted it faster and harder, Hermione could see it in that open mouthed huffing. “Are you ready my pet?” She said as she lowered Millicent down and tickled her chin. Millicent nodded, Hermione grabbed her pulling her off her dick she then set Millicent on the bed and got off turning so that her dick was pointing right at Millicent’s now throbbing labia. “Then prove it.” She said Millicent turned her head realizing that her mistress was giving her a choice. Millicent’s fear of the massive length was still there but for the most part she was accepting it, at least as long as it belonged to her mistress.
Millicent moved backward and she felt the huge head at her labia and she moved her hips rubbing it up and down. Hermione waited and sighed when Millicent began to push against her cock head spreading her lips apart as she pushed herself back onto the huge length. Hermione was satisfied she grabbed Millicent’s legs and pulled her in. Millicent letting a muffled gasp and her eyes shot up as ecstasy filled her. She let it out and moaned as her mistress began to push and pull her while thrusting in with a jackhammer pace. The two’s flesh slapped against each other loudly echoing in that near empty room. Hermione felt her breasts rise up only to slap back down, as did her huge balls swinging up to lightly slap Millicent’s leg only to smack down onto her knees loudly. This continued for a good 2 minutes before Hermione finally slowed down, her cock head was throbbing and balls were bulging ready to unload but she pulled out, “On your back Millie.” she ordered and Millicent, tired and exhausted from having 5 orgasms did so. Hermione then reinserted but this time she pushed till she was close enough to grab Millicent’s hands and she resumed.
It didn’t take long for her to orgasm with a good six thrusts her dick engorged and her balls spread her legs and she slammed it in hard. Teeth grit but eyes wide open to watch as Millicent’s skin bulged from the first blast of cum that shot with such force it nearly stretched to the mirror above. Each shot made Hermoine thrust her hips and her abs clenched with every powerful jet of cum. Within seconds Millicent’s belly swelled into a large sphere growing large and larger with every passing second Hermione came for nearly 2 whole minutes till it finally died down to some slight spurts. Hermione panted as she stared at her handiwork pulling out her aching dick that was slowly softening. Millicent’s belly was so large it eclipsed her body and Hermione had to push it to the side to finally see her slave who had passed out. Hermione stroked Millicent’s cheek then kissed it softly, “Sleep well Millie I’ll take care of this.” with that said she walked off to make preparations for tomorrow.
-The Next day-
Hermione sat the Great Hall eating quietly, her plan was in action. Using Dobby the trap was set, her special potion was set to be filled in Pansy’s goblet not a very hard feat. The hard feat was finding and narrowing the boys that had assaulted her slave. They would also get a special drink; a potion that would not only turn them into girls after a period of time but would cause them to produce hormones that would drive any nearby boys wild to fuck them. Not only that but if the boys were exposed to the hormones within a certain period of time their dicks and balls would double in size and their lust would reach breaking point causing them to fuck with twice the vigor they normally had. Neither potions had a counter potion listed in the books, as both potions were entirely of her design and only she had the cure for both.
She smiled as Pansy sat down talking with her friends in the same place she always sat, the middle of the table. She saw Millicent sitting at the far end away from most of the Slytherins. She watched the boys that had hurt her slave grabbing their goblets and filling them, she lowered her hand and snapped her fingers. Unbeknownst to the boys a rune appeared on their cups and trace amounts of her potion filled the goblets. A different rune appeared in Pansy’s goblet, also filling it with the liquid of her special potion, but the effects sadly wouldn’t be seen until tomorrow… by the public that is, those that resided in Slytherin would see it tonight. She smirked and ate quietly as she thought about the next step of her plan.
Pansy stared at Millicent who was sitting where the ugly girls usually were, not that she could be called ugly anymore but it was clear that she wasn’t welcome amongst the normal Slytherins anymore. She drank her goblet of juice, unaware of what was inside it.
-Later that night-
Pansy sneered as Millicent exited the shower, her huge breasts jiggling under the towel, she grabbed her own towel and whipped it at Millicent’s succulent bottom hitting it with a loud snap. Millicent jumped and yelped in surprise, but didn’t stop or say anything if her own defense as she hurried along. Pansy went into the stall she normally used, setting down her wand, shampoo and bath soap in preparation. She turned on the water and as it ran down she grabbed her shampoo to wash her hair… but something was strange… instead of falling down her body and into the floor, the water fell down her body and sank into her lips, her breasts and her butt. She blinked then she turned to the mirror and gave a slight screech as she saw her lips were swelling, becoming larger and larger. She looked down and saw her breasts were swelling as well, becoming bigger with each drop of water. A quick hand to her rear showed it was happening to her bottom as well.
“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed, more than a little freaked out and worried, a knee jerk reaction to any form of physical mutation when you lived around magic.
She ran out of the bathroom, her new endowments jiggling and wobbling, as the girls crowded around her. But she pushed past them and went straight for Millicent, who was fully dressed by now and sitting on her bed. “What did you do to me you wretch!?” She snarled as she reached forward, only for Millicent to grab her hand and hold it steady. It was true Millicent had forgotten her own strength but she had remembered yesterday after she had woken up from her mistress’ monstrous orgasm. Her mistress had drained her of the cum and had given Millicent a 50 pound weight and told her to lift it.
She had done so easily, to her shock. “Remember Millie my pet, you are no weakling… you are strong, you always have been this strength is yours to use as both you and I see fit, remember that.” Her Mistress has said, so she did just that.
She strengthened the grip on Pansy’s hand making the girl cry out in pain.
Millicent looked at her, “I didn’t do anything, I was sitting at the far end of the table minding my own business. You saw me there yourself maybe you’re getting… some bad karma.” She said, and she pushed Pansy backwards, sending the girl wobbling and swaying, the new weights on her body foreign and throwing her off massively. So much so she wheeled around and collapsed face first, her large breasts both cushioning her fall, and then beginning to smother her. Millicent glared at her then she raised up her legs to her bed lying down.
-The Boy’s Dormitory-
Quite a commotion was going on, in the boys dormitory the six boys that had assaulted Millicent were no longer boys. No, now they were huge breasted, big bubble butt, and quite hot looking girls who were producing arousing pheromones that only other boys could smell. As a result the entire dormitory was currently a haze of sex and hormones. Within seconds four boys were on each girl, with the rest jerking off waiting their turn.
After about fifteen minutes the boys found their bodies were hot and were surprised when their dick and balls began to double in size. Not only that, but they found their libido and stamina doubling as well. It was at that point they completely disregarded turns and resorted to blindly thrusting their cocks into anything even vaguely resembling an orifice on their formers friends bodies. The massive lust filled orgy causing the boy’s dormitory to ring with the constant sounds of depravity.
-The Girls Dormitory-
Pansy tried to stand up but found no matter what she did she was stuck the floor, “Will somebody get my fucking wand.” she snarled.
From her bed Millicent said, “Sure, listen to what she says, you won’t be thanked for it by anybody.” she muttered, rolling over, “All you’ll get is probably a hex to keep your mouth shut so she doesn’t get embarrassed.” came the next insight, “Or you can just leave her be and spread what happened to her around, in which case she becomes the local gossip and you get to go to sleep with a clean conscience.” There was silence from the rather insightful observation that Millicent had made. The girls were silent then went to their beds ignoring Pansy as she threatened and belittled them. Or at least she did until a stray bolt of magic hit her, silencing her voice for the next 8 hours.
-The Next Morning-
Snape rubbed his chin, “And you say that this happened late at night?” He asked.
Pansy nodded, she had been found in the dormitory after she had been absent from her first class. Snape himself had found her and given her some clothes to cover her up. The clothes however were ill-fitted and she found that the squeezing they gave her was highly uncomfortable. Also despite their best attempts some of the Gryffindor’s had seen her, and upon confirmation the girls from Slytherin were relaying what happened to her as a result she was the hottest news. “More than likely this is the work of a potion. I should have a counter potion ready in an hour. Go on, I have other things to deal with.”
he scowled, as best she could with her bigger lips, and left. As she walked out she saw six girls sobbing hysterically, she hadn’t seen them before… and yet she felt like she knew them… but whatever, their plight wasn’t as bad as hers.
Pansy went to her next class, doing her best to ignore the stares and mutterings of students. Her new additions made her feel lopsided. She didn’t know how the hell Millicent could deal with this weight. What Pansy didn’t know was that her breasts and butt, despite only being exposed for so long were actually bigger than Millicent’s by a little bit but her main problem was that she didn’t have the muscle to deal with it. She sat down in her seat and felt the eyes of the boys and girls on her staring at her ill-fitting robes that did little to hide her enormous endowments. She would have to endure this along with murmurs for a full hour, it was made worse when she approached Draco and he made a quick exit to get away from her. When that happened she felt utterly isolated and alone and was quickly learning what it was like to be in Millicent’s shoes. She went from class to class gritting her teeth with fury at whoever did this to her.
When the hour passed she headed up to Snapes personal room, and knocked on his door, “Come in.” he hissed. She walked in to find Snape looking quite cross, “Pansy? Ah yes the counter potion, I have it right here.” He said and he gave her a cyan colored potion, “Drink that and the effects should stop, slowly you’ll return to normal.” he said.
Pansy took the potion she was about to drink it when she remembered, “Who were those girls earlier?” She asked.
Snape gave a sarcastic grunt, “Girls? No they were boys, they had been enchanted by a potion, it caused them to become girls and caused them to produce pheromones that made other boys… intensely interested in them. Thankfully it seems to not work if there’s only one male, but it was quite an effort to get the other boys away from them. I’ve giving them potions to cure them, they’re currently in the north tower until it finally takes effect.” he said, “Now begone, I have duties to attend to for Dumbledore.” he said. She scowled but left.
As she exited she opened the potion and drank it, hopefully by tonight she would be back to normal. With that thought cheering her up she pocketed the bottle and walked to her next class, unaware of Millicent watching her silently. Millicent ran to report to her mistress.
-Later that night-
Pansy was nervous, she had gone through the entire day and hadn’t shrunk even a little. Now she was in the common room and was standing nervously in front of the shower. Millicent emerged and she was toweling herself off idly. Pansy gave her a angry glare, but didn’t dare whip her this time, she simply held her shampoo and soap tightly before walking into her stall. Her hands trembled as she reached for the handle to turn on the water. She gripped it and turned it, the water sprayed out onto her. She felt the water sliding down her skin and onto the floor, she sighed with relief and grabbed the soap to start washing. But as time passed she found her hands were moving strangely, moving to cover more surface and her lips… felt swollen. She looked down, she didn’t scream this time but she back pedaled out of the shower only to trip and fall on her once again enhanced behind. She knew in that moment, Snapes potion didn’t work. She didn’t have to look to know the girls were staring at her again. “Go to sleep!” she snapped and she began the laborious process of standing up.
-2 days later-
Pansy was a wreck, she had to take potions to keep herself smelling nice. However potions couldn’t help with the grime building on her nails, her hair, and on her skin she needed to wash it out. Snape had tried another potion but it didn’t work either. They had managed to avoid getting noticed by the headmaster by having her eat in the common room but rumor about her was circulating to the point that students tried to get her splashed with water to make her even bigger. It was beginning to weigh down her confidence.
Hermione who had been watching Pansy walk through the school and dodge the other students splashing her thought it was time to carry out the next phase of her revenge. She headed down to the kitchens to fetch Dobby.
-The Girls Common Room-
Pansy sat at her bed, looking at her body which was now becoming excessive, her butt so big she was lifted a good 9 inches just from that alone. Her breasts extending to her stomach and with enough roundness that it could reach her chin. While her lips were so large now she could actually see her upper lip slightly. It was a pain trying to adjust to all the weight, she had tripped at least ten times just today, she didn’t even remember how many times yesterday. As a result her teachers all excused her for the rest of the day. She sighed and turned on her bed to try to sleep but as she did she saw a letter on her pillow. She looked at it, then she grabbed it and opened it and read, “If you wish for a cure for your affliction go to the seventh floor where the tapestry of Barnabs the Barmy hangs.” and that was it.
She lowered the letter and smirked, as best she could, it seemed whoever did this to her wanted to meet face to face. She made sure she had her wand in hand. Whoever caused this humiliation would suffer greatly.
-Outside the Room of Requirement-
Pansy had been waiting for someone to come, but she had been waiting over an hour and her patience was nearly at an end. She was worried with classes for the day nearly ending she would get seen. But she would wait, personal humiliation would be remedied and whoever had dared to sully her would be ruined in the rest of the normal world. So preoccupied with her revenge she never noticed Millicent approaching her from behind. “Stupefy!” and Pansy was knocked unconscious.
Hermione approached Millicent and she reached for her pet’s crotch rubbing it with her fingers, “Good work Millie now let’s get this revenge going.” she said as her slave mewled with pleasure.
-30 minutes later-
Pansy woke up groggy and confused, “Where… am I?” She asked, the most logical of questions, she felt a great weight on her chest and her butt and knew instantly that her butt and bust were bigger.
Hermione walked into her field of view, “You are in my playground.” She said.
Pansy tried to move but then realized her arms were held up and her hands bound by magic, while she was being suspended in the air, “Granger! You filth I should’ve realized it was you! What dark book did you look for whatever you did to me?!” She snarled.
Hermione chuckled, “Hmm, hmm, hmm simple I didn’t this potion is entirely of my own making.” She said, “And I have the only antidote to it. Which I’ll give you…” She purred, “And when I do I’ll be able to have my revenge, but first let’s see how big you can really get, I’ll admit I’ve never gone this big when I tested the potion… but with you I can see if it has an actual limit.” she said and she held up her wand, “Aguamenti!” and water shot out of her wand. Pansy tried to move to do something but she couldn’t stop the water that splashed on her breasts only to be absorbed into her skin.
Pansy screamed, “No! No! Someone, anyone help me!” she screamed.
But Hermione could only laugh, “You stupid bitch no one can hear us, these walls are lined with a silencing spell you could have an elephant in here and nobody would even hear a peep.” She backed off as the swelling bosom slowly began to grow in her direction. She temporarily cut off her spell to observe. Pansy’s breasts were so large they covered one half of the main room. Nearly reaching Hermione’s cauldrons and a few inches short of the pathway leading to the bed in the room. “Not bad I’m sure they can get bigger but let’s work on your butt for a bit.” She smiled deviously.
She was about to go when Pansy suddenly spoke, “W-Wait I’m sorry!” She said.
Hermione paused, “Sorry for what exactly?” She said.
In truth Pansy didn’t know what to say but she tried anything, “F-For calling you a mudblood.” Hermione scowled, “Um for belittling you?” Hermione’s face became a mask of fury.
She went into the bedroom and walked out Pansy’s eyes bulged with shock as she saw Millicent looking meek and demure. “Apologize to my slave for setting those boys on her!” She snapped.
Pansy gaped, “Millicent!? You? Traitor you-!” but Hermione held up her wand and the pureblood was silenced then she remembered, “Boys… you turned those boys into girls!” She said.
Hermione nodded, “Oh yes indeed I did and once again only I have the cure. Now apologize to my sweet Millicent.” Millicent blushed deeply at the words, ‘sweet Millicent’ Pansy wanted to laugh but instinct told her not to.
Pansy was then adding it all up, “So you gave her that body… but why, you hate her!?” She said.
Hermione smiled, “Precisely why, I was gonna give her something else but she made a deal with me, to become my slave. And she’s been a very good slave at that.” And she stroked Millicent’s cheek affectionately almost purred at the touch, “But you, in your pitiful jealousy, dared to strike her and have her assaulted! I was planning on knocking you down a few pegs anyway but after that you too will submit though unlike Millicent you will be forced to after I’m done with you.” she snarled.
This Pansy did laugh, “Ha, ha, ha! Filthy mudblood there is nothing you can do to make me submit to you!” she snapped.
Hermione just smiled, “You can’t see cause your tits and lips are blocking your view but I’m not a normal girl anymore.” she said, “So then let’s shrink you down to ‘normal’ so that way I know what to do when altering you further.” and she used her wand to push Pansy’s breasts aside Pansy tried to see what change Hermione claimed to have but her huge lips blocked off her view. She waited then felt something glass touching her lips and she opened them as best she could. A potion trickled into her mouth she took as much as she could when Hermione lowered her hand. She swallowed, she felt it begin instantly her body began to shrink down, her breasts first shrinking rapidly, then her butt and lips following suit. She sighed as the great weight that had been plaguing her all this time was removed.
When it was all gone she looked down at her… rather unimpressive body… but in doing so she saw what Hermione had meant. She would’ve screamed but knew it was pointless. Between Hermione’s legs was a huge cock, easily over a foot long, and a big pair of honeydew sized balls, that were studded with thick veins. The worst part was that Hermione’s dick was flaccid she could only dare to guess how big it would be erect. “Hmmm you really don’t have much do you? Even Millie had more than what you have.” She said. “But thankfully I have a cure for that.” She said, and she went to one of the cabinets near the cauldrons and pulled out several potions. “Millie hold her nose for me she’ll need to open her mouth to swallow these.” came the casual order. Millicent walked up to Pansy who kicked at Millicent, the slave grabbed her legs and pressed them under her armpit squeezing slightly until Pansy gasped with pain.
Hermione smiled, “Don’t think I won’t tell her to break your legs cause I will if I want to.” she said, “Squeeze a bit harder Millie.” She ordered, and Mllicent did squeezing till a slight pop.
Fear filled Pansy as she realized it was no bluff, “Alright, alright!” she hissed, “You win.” Hermione laughed again.
She walked toward Pansy with 5 potions delicately held between her fingers. “I don’t win till you become my slave. So let’s start with this one, Millie ease up a bit, don’t wanna break her legs yet.” She said, and Millicent eased up, Pansy gasped with relief only to have a potion stuck into her mouth. She was forced to drink half before Hermione put it away. “First your breasts.” Hermione said watching “By the way this is normally a temporary solution but the one you drank is permanent so enjoy these new boobs of yours.” she explained.
Pansy couldn’t speak only moan as her breasts got hotter and hotter she closed her eyes not wanting to see as her breasts began to swell larger and larger gaining perk, firmness and volume. It wasn’t long before they began causing a strain as their new weight pulled her down slightly. Eventually they stopped growing and she panted hotly sweat pouring down her body. When she looked they were as big as basketballs, and just as perfectly round and perky. Millicent ground her teeth at the fact the boobs were bigger than her own but she wouldn’t complain… not to her Mistress at least.
But Hermione saw the flare of jealousy in Millicent’s eyes, she smiled and held up the next potion, “Now for the ‘bootay,’” she said and Millicent once again squeezed Pansy’s leg making her groan with pain. Hermione forced yet another potion into Pansy’s mouth this time making her drink all of it. She set the empty bottle on the ground and went to look at Pansy’s butt watching it wobble and vibrate. She smiled and placed her face against it. She felt it was hot and felt the bottom go from flat to round expanding ever larger. She smacked the other cheek and licked the growing booty with sheer pleasure. Pansy moaning as she felt pleasure at her growth and stimulation while Millicent was clearly jealous her eyes glaring angrily at Pansy. Even if it hadn’t been long since she became Hermione’s slave she became attached that she wanted her Mistress to only look and play with her body.
Hermione finally backed off and looked at Pansy’s butt as it slowed down in growth. Pansy’s butt stuck out from her body quite distinctly and was perfectly round and bubbly looking. Hermione held up her wand and a magical measuring tape emerged it wrapped around Pansy’s butt and revealed the measurement, 55 inches across. She held back the urge to just turn Pansy’s booty into a pair of bongo drums but there were was one potion left. She held it up, “This potion is a very special one,” She said as she walked in front of Pansy who was gasping, “When you drink this the next time someone cums in you, you will be impregnated instantly the more you drink the more kids you will birth… I think you can guess what I plan to do with that.” she said.
Pansy, whose mind had been in a muggy fog, stiffened and she began to struggle, “No! No you are not going to impregnate me!” She grunted and she tossed and tried to kick but Millicent held her legs perfectly still.
Hermione chuckled, “Oh but I am and when I do you will be broken.” She said, those words as true as she spoke them. For Pansy not only would she have the same of bearing half-blood children but those child would be to her greatest enemy. The moment Hermione came inside of her Pansy would no longer be counted among the noble witches of the world.
She became desperate as her physical exertions bore no fruit. “P-Please I’m sorry I really am! I’m sorry for setting those boy’s on Millicent!” Hermione paused and looked into her eyes, which were streaming with tears, “Please don’t do this I’ll do anything! Anything!” she begged.
Hermione tapped her chin, “Be my willing slave.” She said, Pansy bit her lip, “Do you remember what I said earlier?” She asked, Pansy was silent but her eyes widened as she remembered, “I was planning on knocking you down a few pegs anyway but after that you too will submit though unlike Millicent you will be forced to after I’m done with you.” she had said. Willing or unwilling she would become Hermione’s slave, and before she did she would suffer humiliation. It didn’t matter what she said next, Hermione was determined to break her.
She bit her lip again then she stiffened, “Fuck you.” She said.
Hermione gave a cold smile that seemed to resonate it’s chill, “Oh I’m going to enjoy breaking you till you’re nothing more than a pansy yourself.” she said and she nodded toward Millicent who squeezed hard on Pansy’s legs till Pansy screamed with pain and Hermione took the potion and rammed it into the witches mouth. Tears of fury streamed down her cheeks as she was forced to chug the entire potion. When it was empty Hermione pulled it out, “And just like that you are going to have sextuplets.” she said.
Millicent didn’t know why but hearing that made her feel… hot in her chest. She didn’t say anything though, “Let her go Millie.” Hermione ordered and Millicent released Pansy, who sighed at having her legs back and kicked at Millicent, causing her to step back. “And now it’s my turn.” and she held up one potion and drunk it till only a quarter remained. “Oh I love this part.” She said and she placed a hand on her balls. She moaned as she felt them get hot then start to swell rapidly, the slightly flappy skin becoming tight as her balls not only began to overfill but grow larger and larger by the second. Eventually she had to release them as they began to grow to, and past, her knees. They touched the ground and began to spread making Hermione force her legs apart as they kept growing. When they stopped they were large enough for her to sit on them comfortable.
Pansy gave a snort, “Now you’re stuck you can’t move from there.” she said smugly.
But Hermione held up the final potion, “Oh yeah?” She asked and she drank half of it. Within seconds she felt the change happening the change from her ‘weak and fake’ self into her ‘true and strong’ self. Her muscles began to bulge and swell. Her body growing larger, her breasts, butt, arms and legs. She flexed slightly at her transformation and sighed when it was finished. She now stood at 6 feet tall, with an amazonian build. It affected her whole body making her massive balls even bigger. Hermione smiled at Pansy’s shocked stare, “Yeah, not so stuck now am I?” She was tall enough that her gargantuan testilces were now raised a good foot off the ground now.
Hermione went to her cabinet of potions and gestured for Millicent to come. Obediently Millicent followed, Hermione grabbed the pink futanari potion and held it to Millicent, “Millie my sweet you too deserve some revenge… don’t you think?” She asked. She held up the bottle to Millicent who hesitated then she grabbed the potion. “Not all of it.” Hermione ordered and Millicent drank a mouthful and handed it back. She groaned as she felt the heat in her crotch signifying her change. Hermione smiled, “Get used to it first. No rush, when you do come join the fun.” She said, placing the red potion back onto her cabinet as Millicent moaned and cooed as her new cock grew in. she then went to the bed to grab her wand twirling it like a baton she approached Pansy.
Pansy struggled hard, even with her bound hands she was determined to try and escape. Hermione held up her wand and waved it, Pansy falling to the ground. As she tried to stand up to run the weight of her bust and butt once again put her off balance, causing her to stumble.
Hermione advanced toward Pansy, and then she reached forward and grabbed one struggling leg and pulled her across the ground. Pansy tried to strike with her free leg, only to realize that Hermione’s new muscles weren’t for show. Her kick hit Hermione’s leg and she only felt pain as she hit solid muscle.
Hermione grabbed Pansy by her leg and pulled her up easily like a doll. Pansy would’ve struck but quickly realized she’d only damage herself in the long run so she went for the one weapon available to her: Hermione’s wand. She reached for it only to be held outward almost negligently in a feat of strength that left her baffled, having never really been around such physically fit people.
Hermione smiled and she turned to look at Millicent who was moaning as she pumped her new cock fervently. She was taking a slight risk, Millicent now knew what potion did what, roughly, it wouldn’t be much for her to take the amazon potion and use her new strength to dominate Hermione… but Hermione had options, the slave lock did more than just ‘call’ it could also restrain and paralyze. It was in truth quite a devious little spell but she knew that betrayal was possible, and with Slytherins she was taking no chances. She turned back to Pansy who glared at her with sickly anger.
Hermione thrust her hips forward so her huge, somewhat erect prick hit Pansy on the nose. She shut her mouth tight and didn’t dare even open her mouth. The head alone was bigger than her mouth, unless she opened very wide. Hermione smiled then realized, “Ah how silly of me I forgot to give you the most important potion of all.” she said and she walked to her cabinet where a panting Millicent laid on her back her top covered in cum. Pansy could only keep her mouth shut to avoid giving this amazon hermaphrodite an opening. Hermione hummed as she reached for a bright yellow potion. She grabbed it and jiggled it tauntingly, “This potion is very special, you drink this and your body becomes able to stretch far beyond it’s normal limits. Now there are two types of this potion… one that’s temporary… and one that’s permanent can you guess which one this is?” She asked.
Pansy was shaking now she was so afraid she was quite close to wetting herself, “Y-You wouldn’t dare…” she said, “You wouldn’t!”she repeated.
Hermione smiled, “Do you realize how far I’ve gone already? You will be bearing 6 of my children, guaranteed it’s not an ‘if,’ it’s a fact. I will be screwing you till you are my slave, a real pansy. You better believe I’ll do it and you can’t do a damn thing to stop me. So just open your mouth and get this over with.” But Pansy shut her mouth tight Hermione shrugged. “Millie please get up.” She ordered.
Millicent did so, in the past few minutes she had been reveling in the feel of having a dick of her own. She felt a power… the same power that the boys and her mistress had. It had been roughly a month since she had been turned into Hermione’s slave. In that month Hermione had shown her what true kindness was. Especially with what her mistress had done just a few days ago, any worry Hermione would’ve had of Millicent betraying her would be non-existent. Because the revenge she had carried out in Millicent’s name had shown her, that her mistress would stand by her side… and that had won Hermione something very special. Millicent’s entire being, whatever her mistress wanted Millicent would give it gladly and willingly… she just hoped it would be enough for to please her mistress.
She looked at her mistress, “Yes Mistress.” she purred.
Hermione jerked to Pansy, “Would you like the honors of her virginity?” She asked.
Pansy’s eyes widened, “Millicent you damn blood traitor you wouldn’t-!” but Hermione stuffed her potion Pansy’s mouth. Then using her wand she righted Pansy so she drank the mixture even as Pansy reached to pull it out of her mouth Millicent moved grabbing Pansy’s arms so she couldn’t. Hermione blinked, “Millie that was brilliant.” she said, Millicent didn’t speak till Pansy fully drank it all.
She then grabbed the empty bottle and set it onto the cabinet. She turned to her Mistress and she got to her knees bowing down, “Mistress you have been kind to me, far kinder than most even though I am your enemy and I tormented you for so long. You took revenge in my name, and comforted me when I was scared… so I swear to you right now that I will serve you forevermore.” she said.
Hermione smiled, “Thank you Millie, well then since you did so I’ll ask you a question do you want her virginity or me?” Millicent looked at Pansy.
She bit her lip then she looked at her owner with confidence, “I want it.” she said.
Her mistress smiled, “Then take it.” Hermione said she lowered her wand and Pansy fell to the ground. She barely had time to stand when Millicent was on top of her forcing her down with her powerful body and lowering herself quickly her cock inches from Pansy’s crotch.
Millicent stared into Pansy’s eyes which stared at her like a wounded dog, then she moved her head down, “I hope it hurts!” she growled and she thrusted it in.
It did hurt for Pansy so much she screamed, Millicent’s dick was quite unusual instead of having Hermione’s perfect proportion of girth and length Millicent’s had substantially more girth than length. Whereas Hermione in her ‘weak’ form had a dick that was 12 inches long and 3 inches thick hard. Millicent’s was 10 inches long and 5 inches thick hard as a result Pansy was being spread apart much further than what she would’ve been normally. It hurt much more than a typical first time. Millicent savored the look of pain in Pansy’s eyes as tears fell down the proud purebloods face. She was tempted to start thrusting but knew her Mistress would not take kindly to that. She pulled out her dick stained red, Hermione was at her side washing it off with a wave of her wand. “Good work Millie, now take that ass of hers too!.”
Pansy would stop remembering anything that happened after the next minute, in that minute Hermione had grabbed her and lifted her bodily off the ground and slammed her length inside. She felt the dick piercing her cervix straight for her womb. It entered then dragged her womb straight up pushing against her skin. As stated before in her ‘weak’ form Hermione wasn’t all that large but in her ‘strong’ form Hermione was enormous. Her dick easily 30 inches long and 6 inches thick, Pansy could only stare at the bulging length then she felt the dick tip at her butthole. After that she wouldn’t remember anything till Hermione would wake her back up with a spell.
Millicent thrusted her cock in Hermione could feel it against the skin her own cock throbbing with it “I can feel you Mistress.” She said happy to share her body’s senses with her mistress.
Hermione smiled, “Then let’s wreck her together.” She said, she began to pull out, her dick causing Pansy’s stomach to become flat again only to spike up again as she thrusted it in. Millicent pulled out and thrusted in time with Hermione the two quickly getting into a rhythm thrusting in and out at the same time. The synchronous screwing though had an effect on Hermione feeling Millicent’s dick bumping with her own, was causing her balls to swell as orgasm neared her rapidly. Luckily for her the same was happening with Millicent. “I’m gonna cum.” she gasped.
Millicent nodded, “M-Me too, together mistress!” she grunted.
They kept thrusting in strong slightly halting jerks. Then they felt it their dicks swelling, “C-COMING!” they both shouted and they slammed in at the same time. Millicent’s cock spurted out a typical load just enough to splatter Pansy’s insides a little white. But Hermione’s was like a geyser a giant blast of cum that shot out causing Pansy’s belly to distort bulging outward in a giant spurt. Before her belly could even settle another giant blast was shot out. Followed by another and another, again and again she came in huge spurts. It wasn’t long before the distortion was covered up by the total mass of cum inside of her. The belly turning into a big round fleshy balloon bloating bigger as it filled with cum. Hermione’s body was soon covered under the massive balloon of flesh her body able to bear the weight of her handiwork with her powerful body. This continued for a full 20 minutes before finally Hermione was done.
When she pulled out her balls had deflated quite considerably, she pushed out of Pansy’s massive belly, ignoring as Pansy’s pussy belched out cum like a fountain and sat down tired for the first time in her life. “Oh god that felt good never came that hard every… Millie? Millie where are you?” She asked.
Millicent had long removed herself from Pansy and was just staring at the massive balloon that Hermione had made. But when called she was at her Mistress’ side. “Mistress here I am.” she said, Hermione pulled her into a hug that caused Millicent to blush, “M-Mi-Mistress?” She stuttered, unsure of what to do but smiled at being so close to smell her Mistress. Smell the mix of perfume, sweat and semen it was a scent that got her hard again.
Hermione felt the bump on her abs, “Millie do you want to fuck me?” She teased.
Millicent became flustered, “N-No I mean… um…” she said.
Hermione sat up and pushed Millicent back, “If you keep being a good slave maybe one day you will ok?” she rubbed Millicent’s cheek affectionately and looked at her handiwork. Pansy’s belly was so large now it took up half of the front room space. “Now then let’s wake this bitch up!” she said, “Millie would you get my wand I seem to have misplaced it.” she asked.
Millicent nodded, “Accio wand!” she said and from the massive belly a wand flew out Hermione grabbed it and she walked up to Pansy.
She smacked the belly and heard a slight wave sloshing like a waterbed. “Ooh she stuffed good, renervate!” and a spark hit Pansy.
Pansy groaned as she woke up and felt her body was out of shape, she could only gasp weakly. As she saw the massive bulge that was her belly, “Y-You… You monster!” she gasped.
Hermione walked up to her then slapped her, “Compared to what you did to me, this is nothing. We’re not even done yet, in fact we just started. I told you by the time we’re done you’re gonna be nothing less than a pansy, a damn barbie doll on my string… Millie, bring me the gold one we’re gonna pull an all-nighter.” she said and Millicent ran off. Hermione then grabbed Pansy’s face forcing it to look at her. “Pansy Parkinson you will be my slave!” she growled, “And you will feel the pain you’ve dealt me for all these years!” she released Pansy who was now sobbing even as Millicent returned with a golden potion in hand. Hermione took it and drank half then handed it to Millicent. No sooner had this happen then her muscles bulged and her balls suddenly began to inflate rapidly growing larger and larger as they filled with sperm. Millicent grunted as she felt the same change in her.
Hermione smiled, “Instant stamina rejuvenation and enhancement coupled with a total resupply of bodily fluids added with a touch of a production enhancement on top. But for your small mind to comprehend, we get our stamina back totally, and we have it enhanced as well we can go for half-a-day, without needing a break, our sperm is fully replenished, and our body urges us to produce even more which means a much bigger load. We’re gonna pump you so full you’re gonna look like a body balloon. Too bad you won’t go ‘pop’ huh?” Pansy was shuddering with tears wondering what she did to deserve this as Hermione lifted Millicent onto Pansy’s belly where she moved positioning her dick at Pansy’s mouth. Pansy could see Millicent’s balls visibly grow larger and larger.
Only one thought crossed her mind, ‘Help…’ then she felt the huge cock ram into her asshole.
-The Next Day-
Pansy sat in class, her eyes dull, her mind a hollow shell, sitting next to her was Millicent, Draco was with Crab and Goyle who were looking at Pansy and Millicent with disgust. “Pansy.” Millicent said, Pansy’s eyes lit up and she looked around. She then turned her gaze forward to see Snape staring at her.
Pansy stood up, “I’m sorry Professor I’m… not feeling well.” she said and she rubbed her sides her mind unable to forget yesterday. True to her word Hermione and Millicent had fucked her through the whole night. By which time Pansy’s pride, and personal sense of self had been obliterated by sex, anger, and vengeance. Now she was a doll one that would be called out at anytime. The ringing of the bell spared her from Snape’s rebuke. She was out with Millicent right behind her. It was then they both felt it, a burning near their crotch, the sign of the Hermione’s Slave Lock. they both turned heading for the 7th floor to meet their mistress.
When you cum in me so much I look ready to pop with a baby, and I have to waddle around all day with people rubbing my cum filled womb thinking I’m pregnant. You sit back smiling knowing your seed is taking hold of my eggs and soon I will be at your complete mercy as I swell with your children.
You fill me up even more later that night for good measure, teasing it’s practice on how to walk once the babies start growing.
You spend the rest of that night stroking your tummy as you lay in bed, thinking about getting filled, thinking about Tom, thinking about the other girls he gets with. The last thought leaves an acrid taste in your mouth, like licking a battery. So you go back to rubbing your belly, the sensation igniting a euphoria in your chest that you can’t deny. It leaves you so happy, it’s hard to sleep and you’re awake five hours later when you feel the strangest sensation in your vagina, like nothing you’ve ever felt in your life.
But there’s no time to analyze it. You swing your legs out and stagger from the bed, waddling with your new belly over to your bathroom. Something seems to be moving inside you and you rush to the toilet, sitting down as fluid pours out of you, so much it starts to fill the bowl. You flush a few times as the torrent of fluid drains from you, your belly slowly deflating in size and roundness. It takes a few minutes of fluid pouring from you before it slows to a trickle. You try and help it along, clenching your obliques back and forth and using your hands to push on your own stomach like you’re a giant toothpaste tube. Eventually, the fluid drips its last drop and you stand from the toilet, stumbling back to bed. You do grab a maxi pad, just in case there’s any leftover but after the whirlwind night you had, sleep swoops over you in an instant.
The next morning, the girls are quick to invite you out for breakfast, all of them excited to see you. Though when you get to the coffee shop, Isabela is running late and Janet rubs her belly with a knowing smile. But everyone greets you with such joy and delight, apologizing for the subterfuge but nodding with you when you talk about your vigorous encounter with Tom. You try and ask for any information they might have on him but even as Isabela plops down with her new tummy proudly on display, details are scant.
“I’m pretty sure he’s an alien,” Tyla says with a hesitant grimace. “Probably something like his species has a low fertility rate so they gotta drown the ladies in semen.”
Lucia scoffs. “No, stupid. He’s clearly one of those werewolves, you know those Alpha and Omegas that they do in the books.”
Penelope shrugs. “I dunno, this looks like the kind of thing the fey would curse someone with for trespassing.”
Janet shakes her head. “Whatever it is, I can’t get enough. He can fill me up like he’s pumping gas.”
Laughs break out in the coffee shop and you chuckle along though you do feel a slight pang in your chest. You know Tom is sleeping around with all these women, but when you glance to Isabela as she rubs the supple curvature of her own belly you feel a selfish need rise in you. Breakfast winds down and you all depart. You have a few errands you want to run to decorate your apartment so you stop in at the hardware store to look at light fixtures.
As you peruse the lighting, you get sidetracked and find yourself in gardening, gazing on a gazebo perfect for the yard you’ll never have. The wood struts of the structure give off the most alluring fragrance and as you run your fingers along the wood grain and breath in deep, another hand lays on top of yours.
A husky whisper close and by the nape of your neck. “I missed you,” Tom says.
You’re wearing a comfy sun dress and you feel your heart hammer in your chest as you pull your dress up and lean over the gazebo railing. For a moment you step out of your body and ask yourself what you are doing but he hooks two fingers in your underwear and slides it down your body in one fluid motion. You suck in a breath as you feel his head press against your already wet folds and with little effort, he slides inside you and immediately sets about ravaging you. Though you want to scream, you have the presence of mind to clamp your hand over your mouth as he rams you over and over, your breasts bouncing as he fucks you quick and hard.
“I… I want… you,” you try and say as your voice warbles.
In no time, the orgasm grabs hold of you and you press your teeth into your own hand to muffle the scream. You don’t know why you try and hide it, you’re on full display but you fight against the urge as another orgasm stacks on top of the previous. But he’s hammering inside of you, going fast and rough and as your third orgasm makes you white knuckle the railing of the gazebo, you feel him engorge and you try and brace yourself. Just as you feel him fill your hole, heat sears your insides as you feel yourself swell with his seed. The pit of your stomach seemingly drops out as he makes you bigger and bigger.
You walk out of the hardware store, your pace slowed by your trembling legs and bulging weight in your pelvis, you feel bright ecstasy burning your cheeks. It’s so delightful to walk home, pressing your hand just below the curvature of your own belly with the weight settled on your hips. The joy is enough for you to forget you left your underwear in the gazebo and didn’t purchase a single light fixture. Your pleasure continues unabated into the evening, interrupted only by the distressing sensation of your muscles loosening.
The next few weeks is a blur of sudden and raucous sex followed by the delight and contentment that comes with being filled. Tom sometimes bends you over your kitchen sink, other times he might find you early in the park. Any time he finds you, your desire for him is incendiary. Through all of this, you couldn’t imagine experiencing it without the other women. Just having them to talk to, laugh with, boast for—their role in your new life is pivotal. But every once in a while, when you walk into that coffee shop to find one of them soothing their new bump, the twinge of envy is undeniable.
One fateful morning, as Tom finishes inside you and your euphoria lifts you to the clouds, a dark pale is cast over you as he zips up his pants. You can’t help looking at his toned body while feeling the supple curve of your own. To be with him, that’s all you want right now, to be the sole subject of his adoration, to be fawned over as you do with him. So when he says, “See you tomorrow,” you can’t stop yourself from shouting “No!”
You turn your head and shrivel, pretending you didn’t just beg for him. Out of the corner of your eye, you see him stop and ever so slowly turn to look at you. He steps over and leans down, cupping your chin in his hand so he can gaze into your eyes. After a moment, he smiles.
“…No,” he says and stands up.
You watch intently as he walks out the door embarrassment welling up inside of you. What’s wrong with you? “No”? What are you, some love sick puppy in high school, following your boyfriend to home room? And though you mentally chastened yourself, you couldn’t help feeling a morsel of truth nestled inside. But you had to be careful, you’re pretty sure your clinginess was going to push Tom away.
That thought bounced around your head most of the morning even while you were struggling to deep clean your shower, which is why you didn’t think much of it when you heard a knock at the door. You got up and groaned, bending a sore spot in your back and rubbing your belly. It was just about time anyway and, after you were empty, you could take a shower. The sweat bristles on your forehead like pinpricks as you walk by an open window and you stagger to the door. You throw it open and the breath catches in your chest as you see and smell Tom.
He wastes no time, stepping over the threshold and reaching a hand behind your head, pulling your face close to his as he immediately starts to undress you. The shock only slows you down for half a second before you’re helping him get your shirt over your rounded tum. You only half-heartedly push the door shut, instead allowing him to lift you from your feet and brace you against the kitchen doorway. The angle isn’t ideal, the wood pushes into your back and you don’t care, you’re battling the two emotions of euphoria and desperation, trying to embrace the one and satiate the other.
And then he’s in you, his cock thrilling your insides and making you scream and buck against him. You’re trying to take as much of him as you can, already bracing for the first orgasm while working his shaft to get your next. His hands grip you so firmly, no waiver in his strength, he easily plunges you on his cock like he’s simply using you. And you like it. You want to just be used, for him to fuck you and for you just to take it. You’re clenching his member before you even realize you’ve come.
He rams you hard and tenses, and you feel him shift his grip, holding you with one hand as the other moves to caress your belly. Heartbeat pounding in your ears, the warmth of his touch is almost—Wait!
You look down to his hand holding your bulging belly and you feel his cock swelling inside you. But you’re already full of his cum, what could—
“I wanna feel you grow,” he says through clenched teeth.
His grunt interrupts your thought as you feel a surge of warmth pulse up your belly and pressure pushes through you. You skin quivers and blows out, stretching as your belly pushes out bigger and bigger. The sight alone makes you come as your vagina fruitlessly clenches around him, his seed flowing into you, the weight sloshing and filling your belly. You feel every twitch of his cock and can see the growth of your own tummy as it struggles to accommodate. Just as the stretch of your skin feels hot and sharp, he gives one last spurt and stops.
You both sit there for a moment, taking deep, gulping breaths. Then you feel him pull you off his cock with an uncomfortable pop. You’d gotten used to the pressure, the feeling of fullness he left you with but now feels impossibly full and heavy. He lowers you and pushes you against the doorway, leaning in and giving you a parting kiss. Despite the immense pressure inside you, there’s still enough room to feel a flutter in the pit of your stomach.
He reaches over and rubs the underside of your tummy. “From now on, I’m all yours. But you’re all mine.”
Your body feels floaty and clumsy, which is a strange contradiction with the immense weight you struggle with nestled in your pelvis. But the minor task of getting to the couch seems nigh impossible as you shuffle your feet and bounce your bloated belly off every crook, corner, and edge. The sex left you trembling, the orgasm melting all your muscles, but unlike before, you have so much weight and pressure rumbling inside of you, it’s difficult to maintain concentration. With a monumental level of exertion, you make the short trek to your couch and collapse into the corner, allowing all the weight to settle on you.
The only clothing still adorning your body is the simple sports bra you were wearing to clean the shower, one glance back to the kitchen and you see the other articles of clothing littering the floor. But there is no way in Hell you are getting back up from the couch, so there you will sit, naked from the tits down, emphasizing your nakidity. Lucky for you, Tom shut the door on his way out or all the neighbors would get quite the low energy peep show. You reach and barely scrape the remote toward you, bracing it against your leg and turning on the TV. And while you watch whatever flashes across the screen, your hands find their way to your belly, stroking your taught skin, partially to relieve the strain but mostly to feel it.
Your bump is big. With no mirror to confirm, you feel like you’re in the eighth month of a normal pregnancy. But it happened so fast, it’s so much more than before. Glancing down at your bump almost doesn’t seem real, doesn’t seem like it’s yours, like a new wardrobe suddenly replacing your own. But it is yours and it is real, it’s real to the touch of your hand and pushes back against your palm when you squeeze. There’s a small mote of terror floating through your mind but it is far overshadowed by the jubilation and stimulation coursing every neuron.
Time melts away, and though the heft of your new belly and the pressure from the contents rumbling inside is uncomfortable, the enjoyment from your rounded middle is enough to distract you. Which is why you hardly pay attention to the knock at the door. The fog in your mind hardly parts as you shout something to the affirmative and before you realize what you’ve done, Tom walks into the room. Your heart pounds in your chest and your breath catches. Again? He’s here again? Just the sight of him makes you ferociously wet and a chasm of need breaks in your chest. You want him so bad, you want him to fuck you, to abuse you, you fantasize about the feel of his teeth on your skin. But that mote of terror floats to the surface. You’re already so big, so heavy, so full.
Before you can protest, he steps over to the couch. “Ready so soon?” he says, looking down your unclothed body. He leans over and put his hand on your tummy, patting and rubbing your big belly and sending flutters of excitement into your throat. “You’re doing so good.”
You whimper, halfway between a protest and a plea, as he unzips his pants and grabs hold of your ankles, lifting your ass from the couch. If you had the energy, you’d wrap your legs around his waist and take him entirely inside you. Instead, all you can do is whimper and moan as he torturously slides his cock inside you. The sun sets as he wracks your body with another few orgasms and your screams fill the apartment but you know it’s coming. His cock engorges inside you and you try and brace.
The heat surges and you feel your skin pull and fight, the pressure from before doubling and making you wince. You’ve never felt this full, you’ve never felt this heavy, you’ve never felt this big. He stops twitching and pops out of you, lowering you gently onto the couch. You barely feel your ass hit the cushion before he’s zipping up. But as he steps back, his eyes linger on you, the bigger and plumper you he’s brought forth. And though you feel almost painfully swollen, the delirium from sex is leaving you on the edge of wakefulness. You feel his hands slide underneath you and, though you feel massive, he easily carries you to bed.
It takes less than a minute before you pass into dreaming, the discomfort from your belly unable to compete with your exhaustion. Visions of your previous life flash before your eyes, days spent struggling through school, nights spent laughing amongst friends. You see yourself and yet someone completely foreign. Perhaps you grew or you were never that person at all.
Your dream gradually burns away as you realize you’re being fucked. The first orgasm surprises you as you break from the dream and you try and understand what is happening to you when you feel Tom swell inside you. You try and clutch your belly as you feel him come, filling space you didn’t know you had. The force pushing up into you is so intense it makes you pant. Sweat runs down your face and chills in the night air; somehow, having done none of the work, you’re still exhausted and you fall back asleep before he’s even pulled out.
Another cavalcade of memories parades through your dreams and you feel the gentle caress of the sun rouse you from sleep. Immediately, your hands move to your belly and you look nine months pregnant. Your palm presses into your turgid skin and you feel warmth radiate up your palms. The feeling soothes you enough you no longer dread getting out of bed. It is a struggle, but you manage to stand up and even get on an old pair of yoga pants, the waist pushed way down by your belly but hanging on to your wide hips and ass. You take a quick breath to celebrate your success before you waddle out into your apartment and hear a knock at the door.
Your shoulders sag. “I just got on pants,” you whine.
After a moment, you trudge over to the door and look up into the face of Tom. His eyes gleam and his smile genuinely makes your heart race. But by now, you know the drill. He closes the door and drops his pants, pushing you up against the wall and generously giving you four climaxes before you feel the surge of force and heat. You feel the roughened skin of his hand stroke your sensitive belly skin and then he leaves. It takes you another twenty minutes to compose yourself before you get your pants back on. You stagger into the kitchen and pour yourself a glass of water because you are parched—though surprisingly, not very hungry. At least if you were really pregnant, you’d get to enjoy the perks of eating for two. But you feel so full and bloated, just the idea of food makes you tired. Instead, you sip from the glass and waddle back to your room, plucking your cell phone from the charger.
You immediately see a chain of texts from the other girls in the group chat. The first one is from Isabela, telling everyone something weird is happening. Tyla confirms and Lucia suggests everyone meet up at the coffee shop. Penelope asks if anyone has seen you recently and Janet says no—but she has heard you. Before anyone gets too worried, or worse, too gossipy, you cut in with a reply.
“Coffee sounds great,” you type. “See you there.”
You throw your phone into your pillows and blow out a long sigh. The dread of seeing everyone is replaced by the dread of trying to find anything to wear. You scoop your hands underneath your belly and heft your own tummy weight before running your hands over the surface, your arms going quite wide to accommodate, you try and convince yourself you don’t look very pregnant with a twelve-pound baby. After opening your dresser and living in denial for ten whole minutes, you settle on the yoga pants and an old dress you wore to house parties that now functions far more like a shirt that shrunk in the wash with the curvature of your belly peeking out the bottom.
Even though you use the elevator and the coffee shop is very close, you still step to the window of the café out of breath and flushed in the face. You look inside to see the others already gathered. They’re lively and vivacious, laughter and smiles flowing freely amongst them. With a deep breath, and a hand braced against your back to counter the weight, you push inside. The laughter clatters around you like you stepped through wind chimes and you’re able to catch the tail end of their conversation.
“—in so long! You know I got so used to it, most of my clothes are stretchy?” Lucia says. “This is the first time I’ve worn jeans in a year!”
“I’m not gonna lie,” Tyla says. “It’s only been a day and a half and I miss that dick, but I don’t miss carrying around that extra weight.”
More laughter breaks out but it immediately dies as you step up to the couches. All eyes go wide as they see you waddle up to a vacant seat. Isabella audibly gasps as the others are left with their mouths gaping. You wince, partially from their reaction but also walking around with all of this weight is killing your lower back.
“Hey,” you say with a forced smile. You turn and struggle to remain balanced as you drop onto the sofa cushions. “So, I may have made a mistake.”
Immediately your weight sinks you deep into the couch, your belly filling your entire lap, almost reaching your knees. You lift your hands and rest them atop your tummy as you allow yourself to slouch, almost curling yourself around your massive belly. It feels good to take a breath, relax on the comfortable sofa, and pretend your friends aren’t starring at you.
“Honey, I wish I could put this lightly,” Janet says as her eyes locked onto your belly. “But you’re fucking huge.”
You groan and sigh. “I know, he comes in me every five hours. There isn’t even enough time to dump before he’s pumping me with another load.”
Isabella snorts. “Guess that solves what happened to Tom.” She snickers a bit but quickly stops before turning back to you. “Can… can I touch it?”
You frown. “Uh, sure?”
Before you realize what you’ve done, both Tyla and Isabella reach over from beside you and caress your enormous belly. And though your skin is taught and your belly feels uncomfortably turgid, the pressure from their touch is soothing yet arousing. You feel the warmth of their palms move over the dome of your belly and can feel the muscles clenching in your back begin to ease as you sink deeper into yourself. But your gaze falls on Penelope and you notice she is watching you intently, hungrily. Her attention twists your stomach in a knot and as you lock eyes for just a second—
“God damn! I knew Tom could give it but he can really give it,” Tyla says, her gaze fixated on your body. “And from the look of things, he came so much he filled up your titties too!”
Isabella clucks her tongue. “Don’t be rude Tyla or I’ll tell Tom you wanna try it in the butt,” she says with a smirk.
“You do that and I’ll tell him you wanna give him a blowie,” she retorts.
Isabella gasps. “No please! I’ll drown!”
The others break into more fits of giggles as they tease each other but your attention drifts away as you focus on your own body. You had noticed your breasts seemed more plump but you thought you were being paranoid but now that you thought about it, perhaps your body had been changing. It’s difficult to pinpoint everything in your own body that feels different, especially while distracted with your immense tummy, but there is a feeling of subtle changes.
You eventually part ways with the group, struggling as Lucia and Janet both help lift you from the couch. Even though the distance home is short, it feels arduous and you feel such a sense of relief when the elevator dings on your floor. You waddle into the corridor and look around. No sign of him. You breathe a sigh of relief even as you suppress a pang of desire and quickly move to unlock your door. Just as the mechanism clicks, a hand moves past your head as Tom leans against your doorway. You turn and he is bent over so his face is mere inches from yours.
“Ugh,” you groan as you are spontaneously aroused. “Please, Tom, I’m so full! I don’t think I can hold anymore.”
He pushes off the doorway and stands at his full height, stepping up right to you and towering over you. As your heart hammers in your chest, he takes his hands and scoops them around the underside of your belly. His touch instantly knocks the breath from your body and you nearly stagger, however aroused you were before was nothing as you’re now drenched with anticipation. He lifts and eases the weight, gently squeezes, and plays with your plump belly.
He grins. “I think you can hold a little more.”
Without any preparation whatsoever, he bends over and lifts you off your feet. As he carries you into the apartment, kicking the door shut behind him, your back lays cradled in his right arm while his large left hand supports and fondles your ass, his thumb mischievously probing around your groin, rubbing your fat, sensitive pussy lips and making you squirm in his arms. Your chest is heaving as he puts you on your bed, quickly removes your pants, and sets about ravishing your body.
Your mind goes blank as you lay there on all fours, Tom pounding you on the edge of the bed as your ponderous belly sways with the motion. You come once, twice, three times and he’s still working your body. The weight from your belly makes you uncomfortable, your moans and screams intermingling with grunts and groans. You bend your arms and push your face into the sheets to muffle your screams but the new angle of your pelvis feels even better and you can’t stop yourself from screaming louder.
Anticipation is nearly driving you insane but you feel his pace stutter. He gives two more strokes as you feel his cock engorge before he rams inside you and the pressure and heat sears your abdomen as you scream and come again. You’re so big and every bit of growth you see feels arduous.
The skin around your belly tingles and ignites as it stretches even further. Your pelvis is pushed wider to accommodate the incredible weight it has to carry. There’s so much of his cum inside you it’s pushing up on your diaphragm, your sternum; forcing you to arch your back. You feel your own weight in your forearms and your thighs and as your limbs start to tremble, you collapse on your side, unable to hold yourself up any longer.
As you cradle and stroke your own belly for comfort, Tom zips up his pants. He walks over to the bed and lays his massive hand over your belly. His touch dulls all the discomfort wracking your body, like a roaring fire pushing back the shadows.
He chuckles. “You’re doing great.”
The fire turns incandescent in your chest and you snuggle your face into your sheets, a goofy smile on your lips. You still feel huge and bloated but instead of distressed, you feel contented. Even the sound of Tom leaving your apartment doesn’t upset you. He’ll be back.
You let time drift away from you, happy to let the hours fly by as you marvel at your own blown-up belly. It’s so strange to have something so suddenly a part of you that it’s foreign to the touch yet so intimately yours that having it makes you feel whole. But you’re startled from your senses as you hear a light rap at the door. You don’t even bother looking at the clock and you’re not about to haul your heavy belly all the way to the door only to get railed on the bed.
“It’s open!” you shout with weary resignation.
The door opens and closes but instead of the heavy footsteps you’re expecting, you hear the light tap of heels. As you pique to attention, Penelope steps through the door. Your face flushes as you realize you’re still dressed the same as when Tom left you i.e., half naked; and there’s no way you’re quickly getting to your feet and squeezing into some underwear while maintaining your dignity.
“Oh God! Penelope!” you say and lurch into a sitting position, your belly large enough to provide you some decency. “I’m sorry, I thought you were—”
“Tom? Nope, wanted to catch you between appointments,” she says with a smirk on her lips and her gaze focused intently on your body. She steps closer and kneels in front of you. “I have a confession. I love having sex with Tom, he’s unbelievable; but the real reason I like living here is I get to see all of us with little bellies of our own.”
You feel a thrill travel down your spine as Penelope reaches up caresses your belly, her eyes devouring your full and stretched tummy. There’s no urge for you to stop her, nothing propels you to recoil, instead only a desire for more. Chest heaving and heart pounding, you see the hunger in her eyes and simply wish to be devoured.
“I thought I was getting all I could ever want but when I saw you, when I saw what he’d done to your body,” she pauses and takes a breath. “The only thing I want now is sitting right in front of me.”
She sits down on the bed beside you, gently feeling the curve of your body, her every touch causing you to tremble. You feel her hand travel north, moving across your sensitive nipple and stopping, her fingertips pressing against your sternum. She urges you to lie down and you wholeheartedly comply, feeling the full weight of your belly shift and laying on the bed as her right hand travels south once more, her other hand moving diligently to your breast. You feel the sudden crackle of pleasure as her fingertips round the bottom of your belly and plunge into your groin. She deftly splits you open, dipping inside so purposefully that every time makes stars blaze through your eyes.
You moan at her touch, not just from the sexual thrill building in your groin but her touching your body, delighting in the supple firmness, plying your taught skin with her fingertips. There’s nothing for you to do but squirm and moan as she treats you like her own personal sex toy, exploring your body all to satisfy her desires. Every inch of your skin she caresses, you can see in her eyes, is not for your sexual pleasure, but hers. She sucks in a shuttering breath as she plays with your right breast, feeling the heft and the play of your newly plump mammary while continuing to scoop and dive into your vagina. You’re being used, you’re nothing but a sex doll, providing feel and feedback for Penelope, her hands claiming you as they squeeze and stroke all of your most sensitive erogenouy.
But you want it, you buck against her probing hand and grab her other, urging her to grab at your breast. She’s building something inside of you. It’s so unlike Tom where it feels like a fragile damn holding back a torrent. This is a coal fire, smoldering to life with so much effort and force, the heat growing degree by degree. Your climax begins to dangle closer, so tortuously out of reach. But it is the most exquisite anguish and you would love nothing more than to stay right here, reaching for a release that will never be had. And even as you relish the thought, Penelope nibbles at your tit as she pushes her fingers deep inside you and you are a cup spillith over. Your muscles work and you can feel each individual muscle fiber as it pulls against itself. The release forces you to arch your back, pushing you off the bed even with the incredible weight from your belly.
It takes a full minute for you to stop seeing stars after your orgasm and as Penelope slips her face down between your thighs, it only takes two more for her to send you spiraling into your next. She attends to you until she can coax a third from you, though you’re not sure it’s for your benefit or to satiate her lust. To be honest, you’d prefer the later, the thrill you get being her sexual object fires so much pleasure through your mind, your amygdala must be drowning in serotonin. She lingers after you calm down, feeling your body though without the ferocity from before. You can’t remember the past and your mind won’t let you picture the future, instead imprisoning you in this moment, the only sensations her gentle touch over your taught skin and the heavy weight pressing on your abdomen.
She sighs and gets up. “Tom should be here in an hour,” she says and walks to the door. Penelope stops and looks back. “Rest up, I wanna do this again after he makes you bigger.”
Soft moans and the occasional gasp for air were the only sounds breaking the shlick shluck of her cock. Her pillowy breast were heavy in her hands as she squeezed them tight around her shaft. They were so big, soft, and warm, she barely needed wrap her lips around that throbbing dick. She didn’t need to, but she did want to. It’s all she wanted, to have yet another taste of her addictingly good cum. Thanks to the wish she got to taste it whenever she wanted, and it was quite addicting.
This had to be the third time in a row she was about to cum, her dick still perpetually hard, and those massive balls filled with an endless supply of cum. She could feel her stomach groan in anticipation, she already looked like she was a few months along due to the loads she had swallowed, but she needed more.
She was addicted, there was no denying it. When she had wished herself to have a massive cock and balls that were always ready to fuck and addicting cum, she hadn’t considered it would affect her too. Her dick was so big, so hard and needy though, and the head sat only inches from her face, the occasional fat dollop of precum dripping from it. She wasn’t sure what she had found so irresistible, so enticing, but she gave it a lick and was overwhelmed by the sensation of her tongue on her new manhood, and the taste.
It wasn’t long before she gave herself the best blowjob ever, her tongue gliding up and down the head as she used her hands to pump at the shaft. It felt incredible, she just… she just needed more. She started to rock her hips in time, and it wasn’t long before she began to deep throat herself. The giant cock almost had a will of its own as it pounded her throat, she saw stars for a moment and tried to stop for a second, but she found that her body didn’t want to.
That had been a week ago, and she had mad a few more perverted wishes since then. her balls were too big to move without the assistance of magical wishes at this point, and she sat on them as she pleasured herself. They were so thick that the pressure of her weight felt rather pleasant, and their warm smoothness made for a comfortable chair. Her balls weren’t the only thing she enlarged either, her once modest pair of breasts now easily were larger than head, with thick shirt tenting nipples that were begging to be played with.
She had no time to give them attention though, the pressure building within her balls could only mean she was on the verge, that she was about to let loose an entire gallon of cum. She had a moment of concern, a flickering thought of ‘it was supposed to be other girls being a slave to my cock, not me’ but that thought was washed away in a flood of cum that threatened to engulf her. She was glad she had wished that she could contain and endless amount of her own cum as she watched her belly inflate even larger, now looking as if she was at least eight months along. What she didn’t notice was the cup sizes added to her bra, or the thicker curves of her body as it had to contain the overflow.
“Hey daddy! Bet your glad moms gone to bed so you got to fuck me. Here’s hoping all this cum sloshing around inside me disappears before morning or breakfast will be pretty awkward for you. Do you choose your wife of 20 years or your hot little slut of a daughter who let’s you do this to her? I know who I would choose.. The one who has a whole bunch of friends wanting more after being captivated by the stories she tells them of her daddy..”
“Daddy, you said you would give me huge boobies to please you with.. I’ve swallowed everything you can give me, but I don’t think these tiny little things will please you at all. I need more.”
Hm……..anonymous free use glory hole of sorts …. Where I’m strapped down to a comfy table, like a massage table but on my back, and my head is positioned through a partition, so users only see me from the neck down. On the other side I could even have earplugs and a blindfold on, so I’m really efficiently separated from any noises happening nearby. Everyone gets in a queue and has fifteen minutes to use me as they please; I never see them, I just feel it as people begin to cycle through my stall and have their way with me, tearing off skimpy layers of clothing that are mostly decorative anyways, pushing my legs back to my shoulders and plowing me, then strapping them into place for the next person.
Maybe they add little challenges to the game too - fit two cocks in my cunt and get an extra fifteen minutes to your time. Creampie me and you get to add clamps or clips of your choice to make me squirm all the more. Make me come and you get to fuck my mouth for a round. Make me squirt, and you get tho add any new condition to the restraints - a corset, tickling tools, certain positions, pumps, a costume. Turn me into a good little milking cow or a puppy or a doll.
Also, leaving (washable) markers inside so everyone can tally up the quantities as they go, and write notes on my body while I’m restrained. At the end I would be a mess of notes and tallies; dozens of them on my tummy and chest. Maybe different sections for different things; one for cumloads, one for piss, one for orgasms, one for times I’ve squirted. Even separate charts for internal versus external cumshots, ass versus pussy, etcetera.
mmmm thoughts, laying on my back with a HUUUGE horse cock in my ass and not moving, only clenching around it and squirming. Just a massive pipe stuffed into my guts, visible as a little belly bulge when I arch my back, maybe attached to a pump with a cum tube so it can squirt a little inside me now and then, or just pump me full at the end until my tummy swells and cum spills out of my ass around the thick shaft. And even than, if my owner made me sit like that, oozing cum, still stretched to the fullest…..
I was really enjoying being my buddy’s cum dump. His jizz was so meaty and delicious that I couldn’t get enough of it. Especially right after he had finished working out, when his body was sweaty and super musky. As soon as we were inside the locker room he would be pulling down his jockstrap and letting his fat cock pop out. I would be on my knees, hands wrapped around his muscle butt, fucking my throat on his fat cock. He always came so much that it looked like I was bloated and full after swallowing his loads. Sure, I was starting to put on a little bit of a belly, but he told me it was hot. He likes to think of the fact that I craved his jizz more than regular food, and of course I would come to show it to everyone else. He even had me start buying skin tight clothes that emphasize my gut, telling me that eventually I was going to have a massive ball guts courtesy of his spunk.
