Hitcher Slut - Chapter 11 (Patreon)

Happy Father's day! :D

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Gary was incoherent. That was the best word that he could think of to describe his current state in the few, short moments that his brain worked closer to normal (or at all). He was also in some kind of hype-state of intensely erotic euphoria that existed well past the point of exhaustion. He was, more or less, drowning in pleasure.

And gargantuan gazongas. Let's not forget that part.

Candy+'s humongous hooters had started growing again as soon as she had thrust herself down on his pulsing, swollen member. She didn't just sit there either, but began pistoning herself powerfully up and down on his steel-hard cock. It felt like she was trying to pound his penis back down in size, treating her own incredibly lush and ripe body as if it were a jack-hammer.

Her screams of pleasure quickly filled the car once more, "Yes! Oh, fuck yes! I love your cock, Gary. It's fucking amazing! It's so deep inside of me. I can feel you hitting my cervix. I could ride your gorgeous fucking cock forever! Fill me up, Gary! Stuff me full of your hot, throbbing man-meat!"

Gary began cumming again immediately, between her lewd words and even lewder antics. He had never heard a woman talk so brazenly before, and certainly not so openly and honestly about her wants and desires. He'd thought this sort of thing only occurred in fantasies. It certainly happened in his, and that might be why she was doing it.

Candy+ continued her dirty talk, almost as if she'd read his mind, "Ohhh, yeah! I'm just a dirty slut, Gary. Your personal bimbo-bodied fuck-toy. Like a perma-horny blow-up doll that lives for your every desire. I can't get enough of you, and you can't get enough of me. We are forever linked, making me the living embodiment of your filthiest fantasies!"

Each stroke of her luscious body on his rigid dick, each deliciously teasing word from her slutty mouth, seemed to make her bulging balloon boobs swell another cup size, and she was thrusting herself up and down very quickly. The libidinous words were tumbling from her mouth at an alarming rate as well, which meant that her tits were quickly filling what little space existed between them.

Her licentious litany bombarded him over the tops of her growing slopes, "Pump me up, Gary. Make my massive fucking tits even bigger. Swell my bulbous booty up too! Make me immense! Fill me up and out until I am nothing but a walking, talking sex-doll - a ridiculously stacked and curvaceous nympho. Your sex-obsessed love-slave with the most obscene proportions you can imagine."

"And then make me even bigger than that!", she purred.

Threads started popping on her overburdened top like fire crackers. Tons of tit-meat starting bursting out all over and closing the gap between them. It didn't take long for the crocheted halter to basically disintegrate under the force of her massively overinflated monster-mams, which just kept on growing and filing his view.

Her words started to become faint, as her impossibly ginormous juggs reached his face, "That's right, Gary. I am completely dependent on your dick. I am your udderly devoted sexual play thing. I crave your cum. I am addicted to it. A willing slave to your every whim and desire. A completely insatiable slut that needs your thick spunk, your fat cock, and you so fucking desperately. I cannot live without you!"

Gary had to turn his head slightly sideways. Candy+'s titantic tits pressed into his face, and then grew right past it to envelop his whole head. Whatever plastic piece had cracked earlier gave way and his seat fell backwards as far as it could given the packed seat behind him. Her awesome rack instantly filled the void. The gargantuan mounds pressed into the driver's seat, the windows, and everything else that he could see. The awe-inspiring mass flattened out to fill every nook and cranny of the car with bulgingly bloated boob-meat!

Gary could only barely make out a few more lines, before her words were buried in boobies much like his head, "I want you to pump me full of your seed, Gary. Fill my baby-maker to bursting. Make my belly bulge with semen. I want it to leak out of my pussy, even as I ride you, because there is so much of it. I want to taste it in mouth from all the way down there! Coat me in cum, cover me in jizz, drown me in your manly juices!"

It was hard to breathe. Gary's vision was dimming. It was a real labor to suck a breath down through the miles of sweaty cleavage under which he was buried. He could feel nothing but breast flesh all the way down his upper torso and over his head. At some point, he had been fondling the awesome knockers even as they grew into his strong grip. But now his arms were pinned beneath them, much like he was.

One hand had been conveniently trapped by a huge nipple, however. He could feel it growing too big for him to hold onto. But that didn't stop him from squeezing and tweaking the soup-can-sized nub. He managed to slip a digit inside, and started finger-fucking the turgid teat. He was pretty sure that Candy+ was enjoying that, though he couldn't hear whatever she moaned. Her words were just dim vibrations he felt through the base of her monumental mountains, but he was pretty sure that the additional quivering of her still ripening flesh was a good indicator.

His finger was getting wet. If he was more aware, then he might have wondered at that. Eventually a little bit of the fluid dribbled down to his location at the bottom of her colossal cleavage, and Gary managed to get his tongue to lap a little up. It was milk! But not like any milk he had ever tasted before. This was the richest, creamiest, sweetest milk in the world. Beyond anything he could even fantasize about. He drank what he could, and that seemed to revitalize him some, at least physically.

His brain was still lost in an erotic haze of sexual bliss. He was only dimly aware that Candy+ was lactating - that her monstrous mountains were filling up with and expressing milk. He was also barely aware that her impossibly enormous rack wasn't the only part of her body that was growing.

It was clear that her juicy ass was growing to astronomical size as well, filling the space between Candy+ and the front windshield. For a little while, Gary could hear his horn going off every time she thrust herself down on his throbbing, splooging schlong. Then it was going off constantly as her big, fat, bubble-booty enveloped the steering wheel, much as her titanic ta-ta's had swallowed his head. The poor horn eventually gave out as Candy+'s insanely ripe flesh filled every open inch it could find, overflowing the dash and even cracking the windshield.

If Gary was more aware, then he might have wondered what was happening to her hair and face. It might have been possible to notice the lines of her face becoming more refined before her bulging boob-flesh filled his view. He could have watched her lashes and lips become even more plush and thick. There was potential to catch a glimpse of lush curls developing in her still growing hair, as it became even more luxurious and long. In short, he could have watched her go from extremely pretty to inconceivably sexy and then well beyond that. But Gary was too far gone to witness any of that.

He also couldn't see further changes occurring to her waist and hips. They were too buried under her hugely hefty honkers! Candy+'s teeny tiny waist, in particular, was completely out of his view, but he could feel her hips and thighs changing. Gary still wasn't clear enough to really understand what was happening, but he could tell that the sensations overloading his brain continued to get better and better.

Just like her tits and ass, Candy+'s meaty thighs and child-bearing hips swelled outward. They overgrew and enveloped Gary's legs, and even the seat. They swelled past the divider, almost breaking the gear shift, and began to overtake even the passenger's side of the little car. If a passerby had looked inside, it would have appeared as if a flesh-colored balloon had filled the entire interior of the vehicle.

Well, almost filled it, but not entirely. There was just enough room for Candy+ to keep pumping herself up and down on Gary's fat hog! And for Gary to keep cumming buckets inside of her. He was nearly limp beneath her and practically unconscious. And yet his steel pole just kept on gushing fluids, just as Candy+ had begged it to.

Gary felt like he'd been flattened out against the seat by her overflowing flesh, and shriveled up from his never-ending orgasms. It felt like his dick had grown to an improbable size, as if his constantly throbbing, endlessly pumping shaft were a good two feet inside of this insatiable, super-voluptuous vixen. But that wasn't possible according to human anatomy. In a brief moment of lucidity, Gary giggled to himself at the silliness of that thought. The impossible had been happening for hours. The word had lost all meaning to him.

Then his cock gifted Candy+ with one more explosion of Gary's ludicrously lust-laced liquids, and he finally passed out after hours of extreme sexual gratification.