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“One Night Wish” - A short scene of star-crossed lovers, By Michelle Cuunis

Contains interactions between male-female characters.

Includes: Romance, BE, PE, Magic, Big Breasts, Big penis, Big Balls, Excessive Cum.

 Once upon a time, there was a young girl who wasn’t particularly popular and didn’t have many outstanding talents other than her interest in studying science, playing video games, reading comic books, watching cartoons and movies, and enjoying a vivid imagination alongside a small bowl of sweets.  She was often distracted easily and really needed to focus hard and goad herself into reading the second half of books, playing games to their conclusion (even when skipping side quests), or solving longer, more difficult problems in class.
  As almost all boys and girls eventually do, she grew up gaining a healthy interest (and also a disinterest at times) in her own body and started to get curious about the bodies of other boys and girls as well. Even after ‘the talk’ with her parents and the light ‘glossing-over’ that public education afforded her on the subject, she wanted to know more.  A lot more.  Characters in tv, movies, books, and games all knew something or were striving for something she wanted to know more about.  Her fascination caused her to learn and ask about why some people were treated this way or that way and by the time she was leaving high school and puberty was in full blast she wanted to look a certain way and have people treat her a certain way as well.  
 But for one reason or another, she wasn’t as lucky as other girls and didn’t seem to get the same gifts that they had and wanted more.  Always focused on the ‘have not’ aspect of herself and those things she did have weren’t enough or were too much. Technology was slowly advancing and she was a smart girl, certainly, science could solve this dilemma if she came to the issue from the proper angle!

She graduated high school with very little sexual experience and it bummed her out greatly.  She mostly spent her time alone or with one or two of the few close friends she had.  There was actually one boy, a childhood friend she knew from when they were both very young.  A regular guy with average looks, and decent humor, and was always around when you were lonely. The ‘good guy’ who you’d watch movies with, play video games with, and generally have a good time with. They were the best of friends, but after high school, their relationship got kind of awkward. It got really awkward actually.  She started acting shy around him, and he around her.  The both of them were stuck in a veritable deadlock of awkwardness. Neither of them was particularly comfortable with themselves and both lacked confidence in anything besides just being good friends.

Although a lot of her scientific ‘research’ during her high school years involved watching, reading, and even drawing an incredible amount of pornographic material, transitioning from that world of fantasy and attempting to make even a portion of that into a reality was a challenge she couldn’t even fathom.  There was such a gap from the world online, rife with videos of such dizzying specificity, to her regular life where she had too many emotions and thoughts and feelings about herself and the people around her.

All of this kept her in a platonic relationship with her childhood friend and his nerves and the story he built up in his head about her made her out of reach as well.  A true deadlock of awkwardness, but something had to give.

By the time the end of her high school career was on the horizon and after most pubescent young girls started to lose hope that they would mysteriously grow a few more inches or cup sizes, she was about 4’ 10” tall.  Her love of sweets and junk food, lack of interest in sports, and general disinterest in (almost) all physical activity left her slightly curvy if not a little pudgy overall.  Short, kind of stocky, and easily distracted. She was intelligent and had a trusting relationship with her parents so they left the place to her often when they went on business trips and the occasional private vacation where she didn’t tag along.  She would take advantage of these situations and do her best to release her various sexual tensions to her heart’s extent without fear or inhibition, but she wanted more.

 She knew her friend wanted to be more than friends, she had always known somewhat but never felt ready despite herself.  There was always some made-up reason like she wanted him to make the first move or she needed more ‘experience’ to make it right or the ever-present self-doubt that plagues many of us getting the better of her.  Her thoughts faded away from those problems and yearnings and reverted to a different set of issues as she lay in her bed looking out the window. With graduation only weeks away, it was university entrance exam season and the fate of where everyone would ‘end up’ was still in the air.  She just let out a long sigh as she began to reach down her navel under the waistband of her nighty pajamas when her phone lit up and buzzed on the table.  A text. It was him.

“How’s it going? Studying hard? You still have one more exam right?” He wrote.  After a little back and forth he came out with it. “I know it’s late, but I wanted to hang out. I kind of need someone to talk to, is it cool if I come over? The stars are out and it’s not too cold tonight.”  They would do this all the time.  He would come by and climb onto the A/C unit and could reach a trellis that would boost him onto a low roof just near the dormer of her room window.  They would sit on the roof and look at the stars, talking and laughing into the late night.  She started to play around with herself just a little bit thinking of him after leaving him on read for a minute or two.  He responded, no doubt panicking, staring at the message, and wrote “I mean, I understand if you are busy or heading to bed. All good either way of course.” She sighed and laughed and responded after wiping off her fingers on her sweats.

 “Come on by!  My folks are out of town and I am just laying around staring at my phone.  See you on the roof in like 10~15? (^^)” It was read instantly and he sent a thumbs-up and a bicycle emoji.  He would be here in under 10 minutes no doubt.  She slid one finger between her sensitive slit tracing a single slow circle around her clit and took a deep breath before getting up from bed and quickly heading to the bathroom and making sure she didn’t look like a mess.  By the time she walked over to the window, opening it to head outside with a couple of cans of soda and a bag of chips, his head peeked up from beneath the roof line.

“Sup nerd!” he joked while scrambling up trying to not break the gutter. Again.

 “Just in time! I got snacks!” She said waving the cans and chips before setting them down on the sill and bumbling out the window and getting her footing setting out the old wool blanket towards the top.  She stabilized and reached down to help him up, his warm hands from the bike ride touching hers.

“Thanks, Em.” His tone was warm and thoughtful as he held her hand a bit longer, warming it, and then stood up leaning on the dormer and looking up at the night sky while grabbing the cans from her as she passed them up.  He set them precariously in their customary spot on the roof or stuffed them in his hoodie pocket while helping her get to the flatter part of the roof where they could chill out with less fear of rolling off the roof.  It was a beautiful evening, barely a cloud in the sky, a sliver of a crescent moon making it quite dark out, but tons of stars.  They both leaned back and sighed, staring up, about to reach for their drinks when a shooting star passed by with streaks of pink and white scratching a long line in the night before fading away.

 They both gasped and he sat up to look at her.  “Did you see that? Let’s make a wish.” She laughed bashfully at first and saw that he was serious about this.  She wasn’t one for fairy tales and appreciated science, but the moment was right and it was really beautiful. “It wouldn’t hurt anything and is just for fun you know?  Maybe have some better luck going forward? For whatever plans you might have?”  His eyebrows raised slightly in appeal and she shook her head, looked down a bit, then peeked up from behind her glasses at him with a grin.

 “You are so corny, but you know what… Why not? Just for you.”  He nodded with conviction and they both closed their eyes, speaking silently under their breath mouthing their wishes in reverence for the celestial anomaly they both shared at that moment.

 “I wish that I can control every aspect of people that I interact with and can change any part of a person’s body to how I want according to my will.” She wished. Something she had thought about for a long time.

 “I wish that I could be with Em, as friends and more than friends, and be the person she needs me to be and be there for her and be happy together forever.” He wished. The last year or two were really rough on him because he had a feeling she liked him but wondered why she didn’t give him more of a sign or an OK.  He didn’t want to be too forward but wondered if he really was too shy for his own good around this girl he cared about so much.

 After a pause of about 20 or 30 seconds, their eyes finally met, and she smiled. “Did you make your wish?”

 “Yeah, you?”  He perked up and she just laughed out loud before looking at him again like it was the first time in their friendship that she finally saw exactly how much he cared about her, how much he liked her after years and years of friendship. He felt the same thing looking back at her. Like it finally clicked with their silly little wishing game.

 “Yeah, I made my wish. Not like it will come true or anything. My wish was ridiculous. Impossible.” There was a little bit of incredulity in her words.

 “Well I wished for something that I have been thinking about for a long time and I have wished for it before, not on like stars or anything, but I don't know. It's the first time I've ever felt this strongly about that feeling, and I… I have to tell you something…” He was blushing a little bit and he was fidgeting around on the rooftop adjusting his position. “I ah. You know..” He started to speak, his words catching in his throat.  She started to get the hint without words and began to fidget around a little bit too and she went to reach for a soda and he grabbed her hand and held it up between them.

“You, you like me, right?” She said as the dim light of the crescent moon shone against her face reflecting stars in her eyes. He blushed even more and looked at her and there was almost a tear in his eye.

“Yeah. I… I do. I've liked you for so long and I mean we've been friends and I know I've kind of hinted at it and, honestly, not so subtly asked more than a few times but I figured that you weren't really into me or weren't into guys at all I don't know….” He trailed off as she spoke up.

 “I'm into guys and you know and… I… I like you too, I think. You're great, and I just guess I’ve always been nervous about, you know, getting a boyfriend or getting into a relationship or anything like that, and I didn’t want to mess up being friends with you. You really are my best friend. And, I… I don't know what you really think about me and-”

“I think you’re amazing, Em. I really do! I think you're beautiful and I've liked you since you asked me if I was OK after I fell off the swings.”

 “In elementary school?” She mused.

 “Exactly. That blue slide. You were wearing some purple and pink sweatshirt with hearts on it. I can see it right now. And I just. I had to say it because I don't know if we're going to see each other a lot. You're definitely going to a good University and I'll be lucky to do better than the school down the road. I doubt we'll be in the same school next year and you love science so much and I am really only going to college because that is what I am supposed to do. I don't even know if I should be, you know, risking my whole “educational career” just to follow you around, but I'm really considering it. I would absolutely do it. I like you so much. As a friend I already know that I love you, there I said it, I… I think I love you and I want to keep hanging out with you and you're important to me and really I want to be there for you… Em, I… I…”  His confession of love was running out of steam and was going on long enough as it was and she had a tear in her eye and reached out a hand on his shoulder and scooted closer to him.

 There was another bright flash in the sky as another shooting star went by and it caught both of their attention for a moment, they locked eyes, and leaned in slowly for a long hug and a deep kiss. A kiss that had been overdue for years according to both of their estimations that they had secretly longed to share. It was as if a veil was lifted and they finally gave themselves permission to be together at that moment. So after their kiss, they kind of sat for a little while panting after the long passionate make-out session.

 “Oh my goodness,” he said unceremoniously, “that was really great. You have no idea how long I've wanted to kiss you. You’re fantastic and your lips are so… soft.” She smiled and kind of laughed nervously, kind of giggling pretty much her first kiss, her first real kiss with this boy who had been a friend for so long and she spoke softly.

“I do like you. I don’t know if we should be boyfriend and girlfriend right away or anything like that but, I really liked that too and I don't know let's see how things go.  We have all summer to spend time together and you never know, maybe when we find out what schools we're going to go to we can figure something out, what do you think?” she said somewhat bashfully, the nerves starting to creep up on her as she needed to rise to this occasion. “You know, kind of like a little experiment?”

“Absolutely.  Let’s do it!” His eyes lit up and he looked at her with such hope and such happiness and was absolutely enthralled with the idea. After another moment of silence, both of them looking at the stars, the flaring comet in the sky finally winked out and he let out a long sigh, leaning back with his hands behind his head reaching for the soda can. “Spoiler alert, my wish pretty much came true.” He cracked open the can and handed it to her and opened one for himself too, taking a sip. “I hope saying that doesn’t like, jinx my wish or something. Is that how wishes work?”

“Not if they already came true,” she said without even thinking.  “But that is only in situations where the, I don’t know, wish rules are really strict. Your wish was just to kiss me?  What a waste.” She laughed, taking a sip and leaning on her side, her head resting on her hand looking over at him.

“No, not just a kiss, Em.” He laughed. “Although just a kiss with you would still be worth a wish to me.” He said nodding thoughtfully.

 “Gross. You could have ended world hunger, all wars!” She began to argue.

 “What about you?  What was yours? Your, ‘impossible’ wish?” he arched an eyebrow mimicking her posture then took another sip before opening the bag of chips in preparation for whatever performance she was about to put on.

 “Here. Let’s see if it works! Hold this.” She handed her soda over to him and sat up cross-legged, closing her eyes tightly. She took a deep breath, thought about her body, and kept breathing. She focused on her breasts and imagined her nipples getting harder, her breasts getting bigger and fuller and rounder. Her breathing began to get more and more labored as she focused on this image in her mind while he just sat by and watched.

He always knew her to have a fairly average figure, short and stocky sure, but not severely overweight or anything. He thought she was cute, with short black hair and glasses, kind of a bigger butt and thicker thighs, and a small, but nice set of small perky breasts which she didn’t often try to show off.  More than that though, she was always playful and nice to him, cared about him, and listened to him. But tonight she was actually wearing an older shirt under her light jacket. It showed off her regular womanly features and slightly curvy body despite her dislike of being potentially fawned over by people. She didn't like how boys often treated girls at school or people’s gross and forced public displays of affection. She preferred to keep those things to herself and intimate which is what she always thought of such interactions as.

 After being prompted again about what her wish was, she decided to give it an honest try and imagined the countless videos that she has watched, felt her heart racing and she told herself inside of her head, inside of her heart, that her breasts were going to grow and swell to twice as big as they've always been.  She sat there and felt the warmth coursing through her body. She felt tingly around her heart, and her chest, and she felt her nipples getting harder right away and start brushing against the fabric of her old tight sports bra. She was taking full deep breaths but after exhaling, her chest and lungs still felt full and tight.

 He sat there watching her meditate seemingly, and how focused she was.  When her breathing pace evened out and she started taking big deep breaths unconsciously her jacket started to slip down her shoulders and arms a bit exposing the faded yellow t-shirt she was wearing with Ms. Pac-Man and the four ghosts on it.  Her nipples were hard and poking through her shirt like little eraser tips and the outline of her sports bra straps going to her shoulders was visible against the fabric of the old tight shirt.  It was dark this evening and he stole glances at pretty much any chance he could get of her body which was pretty easy since she was always looking down at the ground or covering her face with her hands and such, but something seemed different.

 Her chest was starting to bulge more and more with each breath, and the flesh of her bosom was pushing against the sports bra. Underneath her shirt, the play of fabric and flesh showed clear outlines and creases as the growth slowly continued.  His eyes shot open in amazement looking at the sight before him while her expression of focus was beginning to be interrupted by the occasional wave of passionate heat. Already quite excited from the passion of that kiss his cock started to get hard immediately in response to this miracle taking place before him. It continued swelling from semi-hardness and bounced slowly up with each new gush of blood batting against the fabric of his sweatpants nagging for his attention. He put down the chips and soda, jaw hung open in silence as he kept watching.

 Over the next minute or so her chest kept growing and the poor ill-fitting sports bra underneath her shirt, something from her junior high school days no doubt, was beginning to lose the battle and her swelling breasts bulged underneath and around the edges of the garment.  Underboob peeked out the bottom and her cleavage pressed tightly together starting to overfill past the tops and even spill slightly out of the sides of the bra. Underneath the t-shirt, this was all faintly visible as the fabric strained and stretch lines and bulges became clearer when she finally let out a big exhale and the increase in size seemed to have a bit more weight to them as they settled a bit under her shirt.

 Her breathing finally began to slow after the initial large exhale and as she regained control of herself she reached up to brush the hair out of her face and opened her eyes to look at his reaction.  All she saw was him staring directly at her pert pair of grapefruit-sized breasts squished like marshmallows under her bra, each topped with nipples poking out as large as mini marshmallows.  She looked down a bit and was more interested in the considerable tent in his sweats which he didn’t even seem concerned about. He started to shake his head and mouth something like ‘Your…your…’ and pointed and she looked at her own chest and gasped.  Then she looked up at him and almost stuttered as she spoke.

“Holy… moley… melons… I can't believe it…. I… I can’t… I can't believe it!” and with a ravenous look in her eye, she reached up with both of her hands slowly and gently poked her own breasts recoiling joyously at the sensation.  She looked to him for a reaction and he was just watching wordlessly, a throbbing erection in his pants. She eyed it and absent-mindedly began to grab and squeeze her breasts, closing her eyes and throwing her head back feeling more soft breast flesh under and between her fingers than she'd ever felt in her entire life and it turned her on so much it was intoxicating. The warmth of horniness she sidelined before he sent his first text message came back with a vengeance and the heat spread throughout her body.  She needed and played with her new breasts, throwing off her little jacket, it slid down the roof a little bit before slowing to a stop, and she started to rub and bounce them more vigorously.

 “How did you do that? Did you wish for some kind of superpower or something?” He asked starting to get a handle on himself and trying to do some damage control and hide his erection fruitlessly.  Her head also cleared a bit as well just long enough to realize that she was feeling herself up all sexy-like right in front of her best friend. She got a few more final nipple tweaks and gropes while biting her lip and then focused her attention on him.

 “I don’t know what to call it just yet, but whatever it is it looks like my wish did come true…” she smiled, taking another labored breath before finally letting go of her DD cups placing her hands on her lap leaning forward seductively. “It looks like my wish is working for you too, maybe?” she gave a salacious look towards his obvious hard-on.

 “I don’t know what else to tell you, but that was the hottest thing I have seen in my life.  You are turning me on so much right now it isn’t funny.”  He licked his lips and shook his head unapologetically for his mega boner.

 “I don’t blame you at all boy.  I am going to be really frank with you right now, and that felt really good. Like, really really good.” Her expression went vulnerable for a moment as another moany-sigh slipped out from between her lips as a late reverberation of the growth pleasure went through her.

 “So… you said your wish might work on me too?  Do you mean like, make me grow?  I don’t know if I want to grow boobs or anything but like, my dick? Is that what you mean?” He did his best to look her in the eye while he talked, but couldn’t keep his eyes from wandering back to her big breasts from time to time.  She smiled wryly and reached forward and put her hand onto his hard cock and grasped it gently through the sweatpants. She hadn’t really ever handled a real dick before besides some of her toys and size-wise, his was kind of between the two dildos she used the most often.  A small little three-inch vibrator rod, and a silicone seven-incher that was as thick as a bratwurst. It was sizable but unlike her toys, the real thing was hot, like really hot, and it had a kind of pulse to it matching his heartbeat.  He let out a soft little voice as she freely played with him without asking and she looked up letting go.

“It’s alright, do whatever you want, Em.” He reached in and gave her a big hug, her soft breasts pressing against his own chest.  She grabbed him back in a big hug and they leaned their heads back, shared a look, and then leaned in and kissed deeply once again slowly laying to the side on the wool rug atop her family’s roof.  Her hand wandered down to his lap again and his hands reached up to her breasts as they began to squeeze, stroke, and rub each other while their tongues began to intermingle.

The compulsion to grab his cock and play with it was inexplicable. She stroked it and squeezed it and played with it like a joystick while running her thumb across the head polishing the top of it through his sweatpants.  He was grabbing handfuls of her breast flesh desperate for the feeling and used his index finger to toy with her nipples back and forth like a light switch, each flick sending individual tendrils of sexual electricity through her breasts and into her spine, tingling. They breathed hotly into and on each other for a few minutes as both of them started to approach their first climax together.  

 “I’m almost… sorry, but I’m gonna… Ughn!” She gripped his cock through the sweatpants still pumping it in their shared rhythm as it began to convulse strongly. A damp spot formed where his first stifled rope shot out dripping down all over his cock as she kept stroking, and quickly spread as each following rope and spurt shot globs of juicy semen eventually enough to leak through the thick sweatpant fabric. “Ohh ohh ohhhh…. That is so…. so.. good… ahhh”.

 Although he paused a little after the initial orgasm he continued to squeeze and tease her big round breasts giving more and more attention to her nipples.  Her grasp on his still quivering and spurting manhood tightened as she bit her lip and let out a soft moan of her own teetering on the edge of her own climax. She took his hand and brought it down to her crotch where she guided him and he wasted no time and with little provocation, she was pushed over the edge as well letting out a small squeal trying to suppress her involuntary vocal outburst.  They lay there side by side for a while breathing and panting, kissing when their eyes met until they finally regained composure.

 She looked at him and knew that summer might not be enough time if this was the way things were going.  “Let’s do that again,” she said with a smile.

 “Anything you want, Em,” he replied, clearing his throat and rolling onto his back stretching out taking one more deep breath. And again lightly under his breath, “Anything you want.”  She wasted no time and her hand crept over playfully and she felt the wet spot on his sweat pants where his cock was slowly going soft. Already cold after being exposed to the night air.

 “We should wash these, it won’t take long, do you want to come inside?” She asked.  He had only been in her room a handful of times and he would never say no to such an invitation.

“Yeah, thanks.  That’s a good idea, I haven’t come that hard in my life I don’t think and we’ve made quite the mess.” He sat up and looked at the large dark splotches of cum and proceeded to grab up the cans and chips and stuff.  She grabbed the blanket and followed up down and he held her hand helping her into her window and followed behind.

 Her rectangular room was kind of messy with magazines, books, and papers strewn about.  There was a smallish bed just to the left of the window with a few stuffed animals on it and a large chest of drawers beyond that and a closet door, a desk on the opposite wall to the right with a lamp, her pc, and some notebooks.  On the far wall was the door to the hall caddy corner to her closet door and next to that was a small tv stand with her tv and a Wii U hooked up to it.  There were a few small figures of characters from anime and games dotted around the room and a few posters on the wall of characters from science fiction films and shows she liked.  Janeway, Picard, Obi-wan, Groot and Rocket, what have you.  A large sofa-style beanbag chair lay off to the side of the tv when it wasn’t being sat on to play games or watch stuff.

He loved this room, the smell of it. The look of it.  Everything it represented in his mind.

“Take a seat - uhh.” She realized she didn’t particularly want his cummy butt on her chairs and stuff. “Actually, take off your pants so I can wash them.” Casually stated.

“Actually I’m not, uhm, wearing any, you know. Underwear. Right now.” He said sheepishly. “If that is alright, I mean.”  She smiled and pursed her lips thinking for a moment.

“Yeah, actually, no big deal, I mean. It’s not like I won't see it eventually right?  I pretty much just gave you a handjob so no big deal. Strip 'em off, boy.” she added playfully. He shrugged and fairly unceremoniously pulled down his sweats, a thin string of cum stretching from the head of his penis to the mess in his pants.  It wasn’t anything miraculous after going soft and being in the cold, but he gave it a playful throttle and shake.

 “Is this what you wanted, Em?  To see my soft dick flapping around in your room?” He joked while hopping towards her brandishing his tool in her direction making ‘Rahhh’ noises.  She laughed and began to run away playfully around the room and threw the big bean bag at him and grabbed her and they both fell down on it in the center of her room, only the light of the lamp illuminating them as a clock on the wall beeped indicating they struck the hour.  It was already 11 pm.  “Oh no,” he said looking down at her, kneeling bare-assed beside her as she lay on the beanbag, her chest raising up and down with her breaths after their play.

 “What is it? My folks aren’t home so we can hang out all night if you want.” She assuaged.

 “Not that, I accidentally got some... Uh.. you know, jizz on your shirt. My bad.” He said pointing to her shirt near the navel. Sure enough, he must have squeezed out one last blurb of cum while shaking it around chasing her, and got it on her in the altercation.  “What are we going to do?” he said with a mock expression of worry on his face.

 “I suppose it will need to go into the wash with your pants, you jizz monster. Can you help me take it off?” She liked where this was going. And she reached down to her navel and began to peel up her shirt and he helped her take it off over her head watching with full attention as her newly expanded round bosom was held up by the shirt and plopped down with a bounce still under the considerable pressure of the old sports bra.  Seeing her in only a bra got him excited immediately and as soon as her shirt was over her head he threw it at the hallway door where his pants lay and leaned in for a deep kiss while kicking his leg over her straddling her torso, his slowly hardening cock laying on her stomach.

 She reached up to his sides and caressed him while letting his tongue into her mouth and felt the warmth of his body on top of her.  Her nipples were already getting hard again and she felt the passion building inside of her despite having just orgasmed on the roof.  He reached down with both his hands and grabbed big soft handfuls of each of her soft bosoms and squeezed.  With each squeeze, it was like a bolt of energy going straight through his body and landing at the base of his cock forcing it to get harder.  It felt incredible for them both.

 Her caresses made their way down to the stalk of his dick and she grabbed it with one hand and the other began to play with his nipple slightly.  “I have a surprise for you,” she said between kisses while they caught their breath.  And she began to stroke him directly and closed her eyes as they kept kissing and he fondled her incessantly and with a hint of desperation to it.

 She imagined his dick growing in her hands, willing it to grow twice as big as it was right now as she stroked it slowly, all the way from the base until the tip, pulling millimeter after millimeter from within him at first.  He immediately closed his eyes as her handjob got more sensual and had to pause at times to recover from the feeling.

 “Your hands are magical, Em. I don’t know how else to explain it. It feels so good. '' he whispered. The warmth rushed from his heart down to through his core giving him butterflies in his stomach and down around his crotch warming it up completely to the point where he felt his dick throbbing hard. Harder than on the roof and indeed maybe the hardest erection he had ever had in his life. As her rhythm and will aligned she began to open her eyes and saw his face lost in ecstasy, mouth hanging agape and leaning up while still holding on to each of her breasts and his head leaned back in pleasure.  He was enjoying this and she knew how good it felt too when her own breasts grew just an hour or so ago.  She felt the warmth coursing through him and continued pulling and watched in amazement as his penis got thicker and hotter in her hand, getting harder and slowly snaking along her stomach inching closer and closer to her face.  Her dainty fingers spread apart slowly more and more as the meaty rod in her hands expanded millimeters at a time.  She loved the feeling, the heft of it as she sat up and pushed him back on the opposite side of the couch and straddled his legs.  He couldn’t put up a fight, seemingly paralyzed with pleasure.  His lips quivered and even a drop of saliva began to drip from the side of his mouth as he stifled moans of pleasure and she continued to pump his rod up and down, always pulling hard willing centimeter after centimeter out from somewhere according to her desires. It was already as big as her large dildo and still swelling.

 “Oh god please don’t stop, it feels so good. I can’t… I can’t do anything… oh godd.” His hands fell away from her breasts when she pushed him back and sat on his legs and now they were gripping the cushion as if he was holding on for dear life. His legs were shaking underneath her unable to deal with the pent-up pleasure building within him just at the base of his genitals.

 “Don’t stop?  I guess we can keep going a little bit more.  Don’t want you to turn into some kind of freak now do we?” She laughed and began to stroke him faster.  She reached down to his nutsack and cupped it gently and easily in one hand almost completely engulfing it and closed her eyes again and focused her thoughts. These balls will grow big, full, and fat with semen.  More semen than I have ever seen in any porno. The change started immediately and she wiggled her fingers juggling his balls around her palm feeling them fill and gain weight starting to stretch out his sack swelling bigger than large grapes. Their weight began to get a momentum of their own along with her jerking and they slapped against her hand with more and more heft.  Precum beaded at the tip of his cock head as his bigger fuller balls were already producing more semen than ‘she had ever seen before’.

 The slapping got louder and his balls were starting to swing around more and more and he finally opened his eyes squinting trying to cope with the feelings swirling around his body and his eyes shot wide open.

 “Holy shit!” He gazed down at his best friend giving him a legendary hand job and seemingly growing his cock and balls just by touching him.  It was already massive, more massive than he ever could have imagined, and the feeling of her running her hands up and down the full length of it, his heavy balls, swollen to the size of golf balls at this point were playing a rhythmic beat and each percussive hit of them against her hand, his thigh, or wherever was a pleasurable blast of energy.  “It's… so fucking big.  How did my dick get… So big?  And - Aghhhh “ He closed his eyes tightly as she pulled his dick hard, almost lifting him off the sofa, but he lowered back down soon after that and when he opened his eyes it looked even bigger. Thicker. Harder.

 “I told you that my wish came true.  And honestly, this seems like it is pretty easy.  I feel like I could go a lot more.  Just look for yourself.”  She let go of his dick and let it rest, but it did not.  It was a slightly darker color, filled with blood and straining as it grew before his own eyes.  He reached down and grabbed a hold of it at the base with one hand feeling the intense heat and unable to touch his thumb and middle finger around its full circumference unless he squeezed very tightly.  Then he reached with his other hand and grabbed the top half of it with ease.  He felt it swelling and pushed his fingers ever so gently and observed as the head of this massive spear go from just barely peeking out from within his upper hand to being fully exposed. He let go after witnessing it firsthand and reached down to touch his balls and they were growing equally quickly.  He took one into each hand and looked up at Em.

 “This is some kind of miracle.  You seriously picked a great wish!  I am so thankful. Thank you.” He gushed (metaphorically).  She reached down with one finger and wiped up the swelling bud of precum from the top of his cock and brought it to her lips licking it.  There was a bit of a reaction like the first time you drink black coffee from her and she closed her eyes for a moment, grabbed the dick at its base and wrung up another thick precum glob, and leaned down and kissed his cock head sucking up the globe and smiling.

 “Tastes so sweet. And you are welcome.  I have a feeling you and I are going to have a lot of fun.  Thank you for suggesting to make a wish upon those shooting stars. Now, where were we? That’s right, seeing exactly how much this huge dick of yours can blast.  Are you close?” She asked with a smile on her face.

 “I feel like I have been on the edge of cumming for like, 15 minutes now. I actually don’t know what is stopping me, but I don’t care.  I will come whenever you need me to. I am yours, utterly.” He was pleading for release without saying it.

 “I suppose you will cum soon enough.  We just need to provoke you a bit more…” Her hands worked up and down along his shaft as he squeezed his balls, feeling them swell in his hands.  They were approaching the size of mandarin oranges and tight in his ballsack feeling like they might burst. They were so full and heavy.  She was using two hands at this point stroking up and down and her boobs were squeezed together and bouncing with each big pump of her arms.  He was mesmerized.

 “Hey Em… do you think you could, you know, do that thing with your boobs again? If it felt half as good as I feel right now, maybe we could come together…” He asked while staring at her tits as his rod’s growth seemed to finally be slowing down.

 “That’s a good idea, boy toy. Let’s see how big they need to be before this old ratty bra of mine shreds into confetti.” And she let go of his cock which slapped against his stomach extending well beyond his belly button and he quickly and dutifully grasped his own shaft and began to explore its full length as she held her hands up to her own breasts and closed her eyes.  He continued to jerk off just watching her and wincing at times as spikes of pleasure came and went.

 “Here it comes. I can already feel it….” She cupped her hands under her breasts and let out a soft moan.  They were swelling in her own hands and getting heavier and fatter, their soft expanse spreading outward and bulging through her fingers.  The bra she wore, that old tight faded black S-size sports bra from her junior high days, was straining under the mounting pressure. Her breasts were bulging out of the tops, sides, and bottom of the thing as it slowly looked more and more like a string bikini attempting to hold back those massive filling up on her chest.  Her nipples were rock hard and poking out as large as thimbles threatening to stab a hole through the fabric of the poor bra which was creaking as threads began to tear at the shoulders.  “Damn my shoulders, it’s really digging in. Ouch.” She was wincing as well when she said it.  Her hands were overflowing with breast flesh and that was only what was peeking out from beneath the failing harness on her chest.  She reached up and went for the shoulder straps pulling on them gently to try and alleviate some of the pressure and the second touched them they both snapped and her heavy pendulous knockers burst out from the bra cups and hung down under their own weight for the first time and she leaned forward throwing out both hands to support herself.  They were as big as cantaloupes swaying back and forth barely held within the confines of the black cloth that bound them, still covering her hard nipples.

 “This is crazy, Em.  Your tits are getting so big it’s unreal. Are you ok?” He asked while staring at those big melons swaying within a breath of his hard dick being bound by what was left of that bra which was essentially a tube top at this point.  The precum began to leak from his dick coating it as he kept stroking with increasing urgency and licking his lips, never breaking eye contact with the sight before him.  She got her balance and felt how wet she was from this most recent growth and couldn’t believe how big and heavy they were - And they were still getting bigger.

 “I’m… I’m ok, I think. They are getting pretty big. And heavy and, aaahnnn. - '' she let out another moan and leaned down letting her boobs rest on top of him. The weight of these huge heavy hot bags on his chest brought his dick to full attention and it slipped effortlessly in between her tits underneath the bra and he began to move without thinking.  At first, his dick would poke out the top of her cleavage quite a bit, but every few pumps it seemed like her breasts just got bigger and bigger, engulfing it more and more. It felt better with each thrust of his cock between her huge breasts as the pressure from the bra held on and pressed her tits tighter around his dick, fully lubed up from the copious amount of precum leaking between them.

 “It’s so hot.  Oh, fuck…” She said as he continued to unceremoniously titty fuck her huge boobs. “This is so much, but they are still growingggg.” And that they were. His full thrusts were going between her breast meat and sending reverberations through them like tectonic shockwaves.  Her nipples were rubbing the fabric and he finally reached up and grabbed as much of those breasts as he could, his fingers and palms practically sinking into the soft pillow mounds.  They were soft and he felt her skin expanding slowly under his hands between his fingers.

 “I think I am getting close. I think I am about to..” He began and she reached down with her hands hugging her boobs around his rod and began to move her body back and forth pushing them up and down as fast as she could.  He gritted his teeth, let go of her melons, and grabbed the sofa again clenching tight and with one final meaningful thrust upward he started to come hard.  “Oh my gooOO–” The first stream of semen drew a long thick line of cum starting from her decolletage, along her neck and chin. His pelvic muscles flexed and blasted hard enough to send the main glob of cum right up to the ceiling followed by a second of almost equal thickness and intensity.  He labored and moaned, almost growling trying to contend with each spasm of pleasure.

 “Oh goodness it is so much! This is crazy!” Em exclaimed while watching rope after rope shoot into the air and she dove on top of it trying to save her room from becoming fully saturated in his spunk.  The next few spurts of cum coated her breasts and face before finally his rod aimed right at him and began to paint his own face, neck, and chest with thick hot jism. “This is… so intense. It just won’t stop! Ha ha!” She laughed stiltingly while doing her best to contain herself as the intense pulsing heat between her cum-slick bosom and the sensitivity of her nipples against the now-soaking bra was getting the better of her. He was paralyzed gritting his teeth and straining to take a breath just spraying until finally it slowed to a trickle and oozed out, still pulsing every few seconds in orgasmic pleasure.  He was breathing hard like he just ran a marathon and in all the distraction she didn’t realize that her breasts were still growing and the tightness of the bra stretched around her was at its absolute limit and digging into her skin painfully so.

 “Agghnnnn…..” she whimpered slightly and resolved to take a big deep breath and finally the damn thing snapped right off her chest flying over onto her face.  At long last for the first time since they started ballooning up this night her big heavy breasts broke free of their confinement and finally bounced free.  The release of that pressure and feeling the weight of her new assets slapping against her midsection and settling in place was such a relief.  She reached down and groped her raw breasts hefting them up and when she gently sent her fingers in to play with her tender nipples the shock of pleasure was enough to send her over the edge and her already soaked-through panties added more juice to the literal pool of cum sliding off of her body and settling onto him. The pleasure shuddered through her and she fell forward on his chest, her breasts splashing into a pile of hot spunk and they lay still for a while in mutual pleasure.

 They lay there for a minute or two, one or the other shuddering slightly as aftershocks of physical bliss swept through them.  A glob of cum on the ceiling finally dripped down landing right on his cheek splashing some stray droplets against her face.  He winced and looked down at her lying still with her eyes closed on his chest not really too concerned about the splatter.

 “I am really sorry about your bean bag. And, your uhm, ceiling.” He looked up and saw a few more droplets slowly forming up for the next and just hugged her close to him.

 “It’s fine.  Everything is covered in cum now and I think I just need to live with that fact for a little while.  You better help me clean it up when I finally feel like getting up if I am not permanently cemented to you from all this semen.”  She lifted her cheek a little and it flowy peeled off with an audible sound and they both laughed.

 “Yeah, that was no joke.  I didn’t even know people could ejaculate so much or so hard.  Only now does it feel like I am finally soft again. She grumbled knowing that she needed to get moving or else she would just fall asleep and potentially really get stuck on him and rolled off him, losing all sense of balance as her large volleyball-sized breasts bounced and shook around.  She was swaying and had to reach out grabbing the floor and his shoulder to steady herself as she was completely unused to such heavy weights on her chest demolishing her previous understanding of her center of gravity.  She gave him a look like ‘Did you see that?’ and perched beside him on her hands and knees looking down at the seven or so long soft inches of thick flesh snake winding up past his belly button ‘glued’ in place by the cum.  His still plump scrotum rested just above the floor.  She shook her head, ran her hands through her hair causing her breasts to wobble a bit, and stood up.

 “I have done quite a number on you buddy.” And looking down at her own chest she continued, “And myself too.  Look at these things!” She reached from below and hefted her big round breasts up, one in each hand, and gave them a light toss, feeling their weight and listening to the slapping sound as they plopped back into her palms overtaking them with ease.

 “Oh, I noticed, Em.  I can barely take my eyes off of them, - off of you.” He corrected as his gaze went from her breasts which seemed to shake and bounce slightly with every move she made, up to her waiting eyes.  He looked down at himself as well and sighed with a smile on his face. “This thing is outrageous.” He grabbed his soft shaft and gave his pipe a playful shake before letting it drop, bounce off his thigh, and hit the bean bag covering up his nutsack. He smiled and was about to say something when another glob of spunk dropped from above and landed in his hair taking him by surprise. “I will clean this up.  Do you have any towels or something?  I also think I might need to take a shower if that is alright.” He leaned up and swung his legs out, his dick dragging under one of his thighs in the process.  “I shot cum, EVERYWHERE.” While looking up, down, left, and right.

 “Yeah. I think I might have overdone it with the balls, but it looked like it felt really good.” She smiled, opening the hallway door, opening a closet, and grabbing a small bundle of hand and bath towels, tossing one his way.  He began wiping himself up and working on soaking up the larger more obvious pools of jizz.  She unzipped the sofa cover inspecting how soaked the chair was underneath and gave a sideways nod before continuing on.  They were cleaning, her nude from the waist up, and him from the waist down, and continued to sneak glances and look at each other the whole time while making small talk and cleaning.

 “Should I put on some pants or something?” He asked, standing there, dong hanging down.  She looked at him smiling and shook her head.

 “You should take off your shirt, actually.  It's soaked too and now that we mopped up the majority of that cum I am going to throw this stuff in the washer.  It won’t take long.  You can hop in the shower if you want, here is another towel.”  She handed him a towel and he took it, their fingers brushing lightly forcing their eyes to meet and smile.  Their hands held for a moment and they slowly drifted together and began to kiss again.  They dropped the towel and embraced tightly, their tongues meeting for their own embrace.  She felt his hanging member begin to poke into her slightly as it got bigger from the passionate exchange.  He just got lost in her lips and felt the blood and weight rush into his cock filling it as it thickened and lengthened practically pushing against the crotch of her sweatpants, crispy and scratchy with various dried fluids.  They snapped out of it pulling their heads back with a breath and licking their lips.

 “Hop in the shower.  I will be up to check on you in a bit.  Get yourself and this monster cleaned up.  I want to see what I can do with this while we wait for the washing machine.” She said while grabbing a hold of his rod, giving it a playful yank, and then took his shirt from him and headed down the stairs carefully towards her basement.  He wasted no time and walked to the bathroom, the weighty bobbing of his erection up and down pulled on his pubic area with each bounce turning him on more.  ‘That kiss, those breasts, that girl…  And this dick is unbelievable’ he thought to himself while getting the water going and making sure it was nice and warm.  The bathroom on the second floor, where her room was, wasn’t particularly large.  It was a standing-only shower, but a little more spacious than a small stall.

 He looked around the room standing in the doorway set on one of the two short ends of the rectangle that made up this room looking to the window on the far side.  A flat wall, tiled to about shoulder height, stretched to the window on the left-hand side, and on the right was the shower stall embedded in the wall, a vanity and sink area, and then the toilet just next to the window.  He stood before the vanity and got a look at himself in the mirror.  The countertop was almost perfectly aligned with his penis and he hefted up his balls and cock onto it letting them rest there a bit while staring in amazement at his reflection. Staring in at this big shaft of meat attached to his body and rubbed it up and down, inadvertently stroking it and getting hotter and hotter.  The room was filled with steam after a bit and he snapped out of it, he went to open the window and his genitals slid off the counter and he had to support their weight again as they slapped against his leg.  The sheer weight of his penis and testicles was so much and that new feeling just served to turn him on more.

 After opening the window slightly and making sure the curtains were closed he returned to stroking his cock and headed into the shower letting the water run over his body.  It was hot but felt good and he leaned in and surveyed the variety of shampoos and soaps on offer trying to figure out which one would safely get that blob of cum out of his hair.  The tip of his penis bumped into the shower wall as he got closer and he shook his head in disbelief, one hand still slowly jerking it while the other brought up bottles for inspection. He settled on light green and hoped for the best, finally letting go of his dick to lather up his hair, turning his body to get a better angle to wash and rinse his hair.  In the process, his dick banged and bumped and poked the walls and door of the standing shower countless times as he had to learn how to gauge distance again when he had a boner.

 Before long, Em came back up the steps and did something in her room a bit before knocking on the door to the bathroom.  “Are you alright in there?” she asked. “Can I come in?”  Many thoughts raced through his head as he was in the middle of washing his body stroking his soaped-up cock and essentially fucking both his hands with big thrusts.

 “Yeah, of course, come on in.” He said letting go of his dick which was throbbing hard as the hot water rained down on him.  She opened the door and walked past the frosted translucent glass door.  She looked in at him and smiled seeing his silhouette in the shower and the massive prick fully horizontal from his body extended out at least ten inches or more.  He was leaning down and washing his legs needing to move his hips one way or another so he could still see his feet in the process.  “I’m naked by the way.  So make sure you cover your eyes or whatever.” he joked.

 “Uh oh,” she replied sarcastically while taking off a bracelet and some earrings and looking at herself in the mirror. She was fully nude, having tossed all her clothes into the laundry, and looked at herself in the mirror.  She had always considered herself ‘pear-shaped’ as they said it since she had a bit more below the waist than above it.  Now she had these giant soft volleyball-sized mounds of fat on her chest and although it was mega sexy to see herself like that and turned her on, maybe it was too much she mused.  The rest of her was exactly the same.  Same face, same hips, same gut, same thighs, same hair, same everything. She saw she was frowning as she looked herself over and forced a smile which faded kind of quickly and she closed her eyes tightly.

 “For real though, I can barely turn around in this thing without hitting a wall.  This dick is perpetually hard I think.  Seeing you so much is giving me too much stimulation, Em. Haha.” He quipped from the shower.  “See, look.” He pressed his dick and balls against the glass and they looked absolutely huge.  She walked over and laughed out loud.

 “You weren’t kidding!  I am surprised you even managed to get in there with that thing.  If you want I can change it back or, you know, make it a bit more reasonable.”  She offered while holding her hand up to the glass on the other side. “More, normal.” Her voice got kind of sad when she said it seeing his shaft eclipse the entire length of her hand on the other side of the door.

 “No way! Please don’t do that… well…  Actually…”  he trailed off deep in thought about what he should do at this juncture while humping the door gently.

 “Can I join you in there?” She knocked on the door where his cock head was bobbing up and down. “I am kind of covered in cum out here and the laundry will be done in about 15 or 20 minutes.  I put it in heavy-duty mode since your jizz was so thick and sticky.  My room smells of it and I lit some incense.  His mind was stuck on her question.  She wanted to come into the shower with him.  Was this it?  Was this going to be it?

 “Y… Yeah, of course!  It’s your shower, Em.  I can get out and -” He stammered as his heart was overwhelmed with the potential of seeing his childhood crush full-blown nude in front of him. Inches in front of him.

 “No.  I want to take a shower with you.  But, I am nude too so make sure you close your eyes.” Em playfully jested as she opened the door.  His dick which was pressed against it unceremoniously flapped out and he stood back a step with his hands over his eyes taking her request in full seriousness.  She shook her head and smiled, taking advantage of this moment to study his body up and down.  He wasn’t really that hairy for a young man, but he was far hairier than she expected.  His dick seemed bigger than before, maybe just harder, but it certainly made entering the shower safely a challenge with that deadly weapon pointing right at her.

“I can’t see anything and - ohhhh” His innocent reply cut off instantly as she stepped in the shower, pushed his hard cock down and let it slide between her thighs, and sat on it like a witch on a broomstick, and hugged him close.  Where he was expecting huge breasts to press against his chest, he felt her small B-cups instead.  He took his hands off of his eyes and held her sides pulling her close to him.  She was looking up at him with kind of pleading eyes and an unsure expression across the rest of her face.  “You didn’t like them?” He asked.

 “They were too heavy, I almost died going down my basement steps.” She said.

 “Well, that’s fine by me.  Nothing I said changes.  You have always been there for me and been my friend.  This is the Em that I know best anyway.” He nodded his head down and looked her in the eyes again. “I don’t blame you either.  Just being in this shower has shown me that big things like that can get in the way…” He slid forward and backward slightly brushing against her labia, through her thick thighs, and all the way back between her butt cheeks.

 “You are too sweet.  She threw her arms around his neck and leaned in for a kiss.  She began to thrust her hips along his shaft hotdogging, thigh-fucking, and lip glossing (Author’s note. This is ‘frontal hotdogging’ and the redditor who came up with this phrase is a genius. Well played.), him all at the same time. She kept the pace going and he found a rhythm with it as well as they made out under the hot running water.  He reached down grabbing handfuls of her ass and she did the same touching him all over his body.  They stopped for a break and she said “Thank you.  I really mean it.  I needed to hear that.”

 “Always be yourself, Em.  Even if you can transform people's boobs and dicks and stuff.” He smiled.  She smiled back, gave him a small kiss, and then tried to dismount his cock safely so she could start showering properly.  It was comedic and she gave up after a while.

 “I guess the only way for me to be able to take a proper shower is to make this thing soft again.” she said with raised eyebrows and then slowly reached up to his ear breathing, “Or I could shrink it.”  A look of unease crossed his face, clearly not too into the idea of losing this huge dick that her miraculous wish just granted him. But he nodded thinking back to his wish.

 “You know what, Em. I will leave that to you.  Whatever you want.  I mean I really like having this huge cock and that last orgasm pretty much paralyzed me, but you know, I mean.  Whatever you want, really.” She just smiled watching him try to give the ‘right’ answer while she just kept sliding along the top of his throbbing dick.

 “Whatever I want?  Really?  Anything?”  She said it with a look in her eye that had sinister implications.  But he was in it for good as far as he could tell and would just have to go along for the ride.

 “Well, I mean, I can’t stop you really, can I?  I, erm. Please just let me stay a person. I will do whatever you want, whatever you need, you know?  I really care about you. I mean the boobs were super awesome, but boobs aren’t everything, right?  We’ve been friends for so long and -” He rambled with some imagined cruel end in his mind before she calmed him down.

 “Chill out, man.  I am not going to do anything crazy like whatever weird shit you are thinking.  You’re fine.  She continued sliding along his big hard cock increasing her pace letting herself get into the rhythm and feel it while leaning up to kiss him. He was getting into it and she clenched her thighs together, squeezing tight, putting as much pressure against his big long rod sliding back and forth between the hot, wet, soapy flesh.  They took a small break from tongue wrestling and she spoke softly, her voice echoing slightly in the shower stall quiet and still save for the slippery sliding and slapping of their bodies against each other and their heavy breathing.

“As I said before I want to see what I can do and although I don't feel comfortable having such huge boobs all the time…” She paused for a moment either pondering what she just said or what she was about to say. “I wonder if you'd be okay with me trying a few things out on you? What do you think about that?”

 “Yeah, that's a good idea. Whatever you want I'm happy with. I trust you and if it's anywhere near as interesting as it has been in the last couple of hours then I'm game.”

 “That's what I like to hear.” She said quite satisfied with his response and reached down, grabbed the base of his slowly thrusting cock and looked at him directly in the eyes while imagining his dick swelling larger and longer and thicker. He tried to meet her gaze but was quickly overcome by the feeling as the heat built up inside of his dick like it was coated in warm wax that tingled.  His shaft thickened and grew, spreading her thighs apart digging further between her lower lips and cheeks.  A smile grew across her face as she felt it get hotter and thicker beneath her.

“Holy shit Em, this is so much I don't know if I can handle this, but, oh god. It feels so good. It's getting… getting so. So big. Agh..” He was losing focus. “Damn. Your thighs are so smooth and soft. I can’t stop.” He kept thrusting as the water fell down the shower room completely steamed up, hot and nice, and she turned off the water, grabbed the soap, and began to soap up the giant meat bat from balls and base all the way to the tip.  It was like polishing a long thick zucchini. The feeling of her hands, one working around the base in front of her and the other behind her working on the tip at the same time felt incredible. The length between those two points was being lubricated naturally as she rubbed back and forth.  He followed suit and soaped up her breasts, waist, ass, and thighs making them wet and slippery.

 They smiled at each other having a good time just soaping each other up and she grabbed the base and tip of his cock in both hands again while practically sitting on top of this massive dick.  His face was contorted with changing expressions trying to negotiate that flood of feelings rushing through his body and mind while sliding his growing cock back and forth with gushy ‘splurching’ and ‘sluunching’ sounds, the final drops of water from their bodies or occasional plop of precum from his dick splatting onto the ground in the water pooled at the bottom. During his fore strokes the tip of his penis was just about touching the wall opposite him and his back was already to the wall behind himself. She was getting lost in the sensation as well and reached down grabbing his balls, one in each hand, and smiled, opening her eyes and biting her lip.

 “ How big do you think we can make them and when I finally let you come do you think we'll drown in here?” She sounded a little different, but he didn’t really care about any of that. One glance down into her eyes and he was happy.  She was reaching downwards and her arms were the perfect length to cup his balls compared to his height.

 “Well at least we're already in the shower so hopefully it all just goes down the drain.  It will certainly be easier to clean up compared to your room I think.” He had to pause again as he felt his body reverberate with pleasure, one step closer to orgasm. He shook his head trying to clear his mind enough to speak. “This feels amazing and… and I don't want you to stop. Make me as big as you want and just tell me what you want. Anything.” She smiled and licked her lips seductively while looking him in the eyes furrowing her brow and squinting slightly in concentration. He closed his eyes as a huge wave of pleasure welled up in his stomach and spread like a hot warmth through into his entire pelvic region and then seemed to ‘flow’ down into each of his balls as they began to swell in her hands.

 When she started imposing her will to make them bigger she could comfortably wrap both her hands around each ball easily even though they were already the size of mandarin oranges after their escapades on the roof. But in the tens of seconds after his consent for her to do anything she wanted to him, it wasn't long before they began to push her fingers apart, slowly getting bigger and bigger, and heavier and heavier, growing to the size of tennis balls.  In a matter of seconds, her fingers were melting into the hot soft flesh of his still swelling nut sack. Her fingers were being pushed apart more and more until they were almost completely fully open as his testicles filled her hands almost the size of softballs.

He finally stopped biting his lip and shutting his eyes tightly and was able to look down and his jaw fell open, eyes wide in sheer disbelief. She was focused on what she was able to do to him and fascinated with the sheer weight and physical feeling of such a giant testicle. They felt like slightly harder water balloons but were covered in another balloon that was also filled with slippery liquid, but they were soft and she squeezed each one exploringly watching each of her fingers sink into fleshy orbs.  He stopped sliding back and forth since her touch was paralyzing as she inspected them closely. He just kept breathing and watched her enjoying the feeling of being pawed and squeezed. They were heavy and full she knew. Full of cum that she wanted to see explode out of this literal cannon of flesh she was forging with her will. She held up a testicle in each hand and tossed the left one up and down feeling the weight of them, each time it landed filling her hand almost completely. She did the same with the right feeling like she was comparing grapefruits in the produce section of a marketplace and smiled. She looked up at him and lifted his huge balls as high as she could, each of them stretching his large ballsack out, each of the nuts going above the base of his penis on either side of the thick shaft, and then let them drop unceremoniously.

 He had to reach forward with both hands and brace against the far wall, with her between his arms as the weight of his now massive testicles hung down pulling at his whole body and his shaft as they slapped against his thighs. After bracing, his body responded reflexively and his dick flexed hard and shot back up pushing up between her legs with a hard wet slap causing her to squeak in surprise as she rose to her tippy toes atop the small log she was perched upon. His feet were against the corner of the floor where it met the wall, keeping his standing in all the soap because his legs couldn’t close comfortably around the pair of small melons that were his testicles at this point. He shook his head again and began to thrust between her tight thighs again, hitting the opposite shower wall with ease.

“Em, I think if this whole thing down here gets much bigger neither of us is going to be able to get out of the shower.” He said straining to keep focus.  The feeling in his balls and along his shaft was like that of warm glowing light that tingled with pleasurable brilliance. She just shook her head and laughed, reaching down rubbing and feeling up each of his big heavy balls playing with and tickling them with her fingers as he grunted in response to the incredible feeling.

“I'm pretty sure that you can figure something out, big boy. I want to see you spray that cum all over the place and I want to see how good it feels.” She said with a tone of authority and power behind her voice as she proceeded to slide along his absolutely massive dick.  One of her hands braced against his shoulder and neck and the other was starting to flick and probe around her vagina as she wanted to cum soon too, tired of the foreplay. “I know it's different from those ballooned-up boobs from earlier, but I hope it still feels good. I am enjoying it too, you know.” She moaned softly as he focused on the feeling between her soft squishy thighs, ass, and juicy lips.

 He had no vocal response other than hard breathing, closing his eyes tightly, and thrusting back and forth. Even though the head of his dick kept hitting against the shower wall after snaking through her legs with each pump it felt incredible. His huge sack was bouncing and swinging against both of their thighs back and forth with wet slaps and deep fleshy thuds.  She was still balanced on her tippy toes and slowly sliding towards him along the length of his giant rod almost as thick as a pringles can and nearly twice as long.  He was trying as hard as he could, but the build-up to climax was taking a long time and he didn’t understand why.

 “Better hurry up or else really won't be able to get out of here, big boy.” She smiled evilly, getting further lost in her newfound abilities, and reached down with both her hands grabbing his balls again.  “Maybe you want even more?” She said and imagined them swelling even more and with each thrust, he felt the already incredible weight hanging from his pelvis swinging back and forth get heavier. His knees were bending from the increasing weight and he had to steady himself as each of his humongous testicles slapped against her thighs and then his like a strange game of ping pong.  It didn’t hurt though, and in fact, the sensitivity of his balls felt more and more incredible as she rubbed and groped them in gentle circles with her soft, slick hands. She played with their weight and watched in delight as they swelled to the size of cantaloupes, her eyes wide with amazement.

 He braced both feet on the walls to his sides and with his arms over her shoulders against the back wall and did everything he could to not collapse from pleasure as finally, the onset of orgasm seemed to be growing closer.  Her weight was practically being supported entirely by his dick, it was so big at this point and barely touched the floor with her tippy toes as she was taken for a ride along the long glistening shaft of it going back and forth sawing sensually into her erogenous zones. She let his huge balls drop sending a jolt through him and reached around his shoulders for support to get at an angle to grind her clitoris against him.  As the heat from his tremendous genitals met her most sensitive place she clenched her legs instinctively putting even more pressure around his cock. There was a look of pleading and extreme pleasure crossing his face as he was getting closer and closer to climax.

“I'm getting close. It already feels so good. OH… my gosh. I can't stop. I can't stop. …Feels too good… Ughnnn.” He strained to get the words out and fucked her thighs all out in a sexual sprint for his orgasmic finish line.  She began to squeal and moan biting her lip and letting her head back going along with the ride on target to join him in that feeling.  This feeling of pleasure was not just from the intensity of his huge cock between her legs and rubbing against her pussy and asshole, but from the knowledge and experience that she had complete power over people's bodies, her own body, and what that was intoxicating to her as she closed her eyes tighter.  She focused on the good feeling she imagined in her mind and focused very hard on her own body and the feeling of sensitivity and pleasure of her vagina, butt cheeks, and thighs. The feeling intensified and she let out a quivering moan as they all became more and more sensitive turning into proper erogenous zones themselves and the feeling was indescribable as those parts of her became nearly as sensitive as her clitoris itself.  It almost hurt, it felt so good and with one final leg clench, she felt the huge rod she was affixed to begin to pulsate beneath her and get suddenly stiffer as he let out the first of many intense groans.  She was lifted off of the floor completely and her orgasm began to permeate through her entire body slowly spreading outward from where they made contact.

“oooOOHHHH” The first heavy jet of thick hot cum erupted against the back wall, up to the ceiling, and along the curvature of the top of the shower stall came right back down over the top of both of them deflecting off of the top of her head and landing onto his neck and chest.  The first jet itself took a full two or so seconds to shoot out from the tip of his engorged member and with barely any time in between the second one shot forth.  And the third, the first few following the same path going up the walls and deflecting off the ceiling and coating them from above.  It was like a scene out of an old nickelodeon show as they were both unceremoniously slimed by his wished-for cum factories that were still in full production.

“It’s so MUCH! UGH!  Aghhhh!” He braced the wall and his knees began to go weak as he slowly slid down to the ground, her feet touched the floor and she collapsed beside him, the two of them sitting in a shallow pool of semen as he kept going.  Her thighs were shaking uncontrollably as she began to moan louder in concert with him.  He finally hit the ground and his legs were forcibly spread apart by the sheer size of his nuts which propped his dick upward, still smacking against the wall between huge long spurts with loud wet slaps. Rope after rope they stopped reaching the ceiling after a bit, but the wall and shampoo holders, bar soap, wash cloths, all of it was getting coated.  He wiped away some of the spunk on his face and managed to open one eye to bear witness to the monstrous penis before him still unleashing waves of semen.  His cock head was just below eye level at the peak of each of his orgasmic spasms and he watched as the thick milky streams of cum jetted against the wall, already coated, and dripped down like icing on a hot cake pooling on the floor.  His balls were taking up so much space that they covered the drain and the depth was rising with each spurt.

“This is better than I could have imagined.” She said between whimpers, having done similar wiping away the cum from her face and eyes and watching as his primary orgasm, shooting the most powerful intense shots entered a seeming secondary phase still unloading cum, but at a more reasonable, humanly rate.  She glanced down and his previously obscene balls had shrunken quite a bit in the process, now only the size of apples or so.  His shaft was a different story, still long and thick and hard pulsing with thickness preceding each spurt.  Her own orgasm had filled her with hotness and she reached down and pinched up a globby strand of his jizz and pulled it up licking it.  “It tastes just like buttercream.” She shook her head and smiled as her body quivered involuntarily from a wave of pleasure. Whispering under her breath she sighed, “Better than I could have ever imagined.”

“I can finally breathe again.  Wow.” He said, panting heavily, all the muscles in his pelvis, legs, and abdomen having been put through an intense workout he wasn’t ready for began to cry out in protest of the extreme exertion they were put through.  He leaned his head over onto hers with a soft wet plop and threw an arm over her shoulder, reaching his other down to grab a hold of the rod which finally entered the tertiary orgasm stage and was merely burbling and dripping the last few dozen milliliters of jizz in his tank.  His hand could grip about half of the full circumference of his cock which was almost as hot as a mug of fresh cocoa. He licked his lips instinctively and got a taste of his own nectar and frowned in surprise and laughed. “It DOES taste like buttercream.  That is insane.  You can really do anything can’t you?” He sighed, taking another lick before silently taking stock of the situation, and decided he didn’t anticipate eating his cum regularly just yet.  

They lay there for a while until his cock softened to the point where it was a long thick coil of meat, over a foot long, half submerged in the deep puddle that was the aftermath of their orgasm.  “I came. So hard.” She panted while running a finger along the length of his rod to the tip and peeled her head and hair away from his attempt to stand up, the feeling of the cooling jizz against her ass and legs was strange, but any movement immediately triggered more pleasure due to her whole lower half essentially becoming an erogenous zone.  She slipped a bit in the process but managed to get to her feet.  She was covered nearly head to toe in the stuff and thoughts of panic crossed her mind as she quickly imagined that she couldn’t get pregnant from this unless she wanted to and felt confident she would be ok. She thought there was no way you couldn’t get pregnant from this much semen.  She was drenched. “I am actually still feeling it. I kind of made my whole ass as sensitive as my clitoris and I just… wow.  How are you faring down there?”  She was palming either side of the wall with no real solid hold on anything since it was all slick with cum.

“I…  I think that was the biggest orgasm anyone has ever had in history.  It’s almost done, or maybe they are just aftershocks or something, but that was unreal.”  He took a deep breath and began to stand up on his own as well.  Equally shaky while getting to his knees, the tip and a few inches of his soft floppy dick still laying on the floor submerged in cum. He looked up to her on his knees and she looked down at him.  The look in his eyes was that of service and submission as she smiled reaching down a hand, dripping with his buttercream.

“I enjoyed it just as much as you, I think.  Ready to get cleaned up?” The tone of her voice was caring and thoughtful. Reassuring and honeyed with love on its edges. “We will end up looking like a pair of Han Solos in carbonite if we don’t get some hot water running soon.  Not to mention our hair.  It’s still cum even though it tastes and smells like frosting.  He looked around with concern and then a smile at her quip, took her hand, and stood up looking down at her letting out a deep sigh of relief, finally coming out the other end of the tumultuous storm or raging pleasure that was his orgasm.  She kept her eyes locked on his, and turned on the hot water as it rained down on the both of them.  They stayed like that for a while before sharing a passionate butter-creamy kiss, their bodies touching under the showering water.

There was a moment of panic when the drain seemed clogged, but with a little soapy water and focusing the stream at the drain they managed to stamp almost all the cum down the drain and get washed off. In truth, the cleanup was a nightmare, and far from done, but they wanted to get dressed and relax together for a bit and probably head to bed since it was approaching two in the morning by the time they were sitting in her room laughing over some cups of tea in towels and robes.  Every time she sat down or shifted in her seat she closed her eyes and pursed her lips, having yet to relinquish the change she made in the shower to her lower regions.

 She went down and got the laundry which was dry by then (Automatic Washer-Dryer combo, don’t question it.), and brought it all up and he got dressed and she got into her pajamas as well. Besides altering her physical sensitivity she looked the same as she always had, but he was not quite the same by any means.  His sweat pants were kind of loose, but nothing could hide the unmistakable long thick bulge in his pants hanging more than halfway down to his knee and flopping around anytime he moved his leg and shifted his position.  His balls were also so large that pre pretty much caused his thick trouser snake to extend outward.  He was standing up and looking at the clock which read two thirty.  There was a slight look of concern on his face.

 “Tonight was life-changing, Em.”  He walked over to her, the fabric of his sweatpants batting back and forth in rhythm with his steps.  He leaned in and gave her a big hug and a kiss.  She returned it, but at the same time couldn’t quite hide a mischievous smile and started snickering.  He stepped back and closed his eyes, sighing playfully.

 “Go ahead and say what you are thinking.” She sat back down in the chair at her desk and leaned back like a boss at the head of a meeting table.  She took a conspicuous sip of her cold tea. And crossed one leg over the other. A shiver went up her spine and warmed her and she did her best to hide that from her face.

 “It’s getting late and I gotta get home.  If my folks find out that I didn’t stay at home tonight they are going to kill me. You know how they are, Em.” He started off.  She just nodded along mouthing ‘I know, I know’.  He looked down at the long outline down his pant leg which looked like he had smuggled a tube of tennis balls and then two more on top of that without any concern for secrecy.  He looked back up at her. “Can you do something about this? For me? Please?”  She smiled.

 “Like what?  When I asked you if you wanted it to be more normal it sounded like that might not be what you wanted.” She raised her eyebrows and playfully looked around the room like she didn’t know what was going on.  He was starting to worry about this and pulled down his pants and took up the thick soft log of meat that was his dick into his hands and held it, flapping it around in protest.

 “Look at this thing!  I don’t even know if I can wear anything other than sweatpants with my clothes at home.  I know I can’t wear any of my jeans.  I will look like a hobo at school tomorrow.”  He looked down and with his other hand, he inspected his balls a bit, squeezing one of the bulbous orbs before shoving his dick back in his pants. She watched it with interest and smiled.

 “How about this?  It’s only Tuesday, but what are three days of having a mega dick? No big deal right?  We are both young adults here.  As long as you don’t whip your dick out or anything like that you should be fine.” She started to explain in order to assuage him.

“I have PE on Thursday, Em.  I have to change into shorts for goodness’ sake.  It will be unreasonable.  And heaven forbid I accidentally get a boner in class or something.  That stuff is out of my control sometimes you know?” He pleaded, trying to make his case, but she wasn’t listening.

“I want you to tell me what it’s like.  Every time I see you at school I want you to tell me what it’s like. Having to live with that monster in your pants.” She said.

“Is that what you really want?” He said with slight exasperation as the reality of his situation was beginning to dawn on him and he knew he thought back to his wish which essentially locked them together no matter what.

“Oh, I want so much more, big boy.  But for right now, I want to watch you and hear about you and your newfound gift.  If anyone tries to start too much trouble, tell me and we can figure something out.  Don’t worry.”  She stood up and patted his crotch before giving him a hug and a kiss. “We are a thing now, right?  I am pretty sure that’s official?” She reverted to her more shy and unsure tone of speaking.  He smiled, sighed, and looked her in the eye.

 “By my count in my imagination, we have been a thing since the day I met you, Em.  I really do love you and whatever this game you are playing with me is, I am going to play it if it makes you happy.” He said with a slight hint of dejection in his voice. “Even though I am going to end this school year being known as some freak who people think is walking around with a fake cock.”

“But it isn’t fake, is it?  You actually DO have a god-like cock, don’t you?” She returned while pressing her slight bosom into his chest and sliding one hand against his soft package.  “And think of all the things you could DO with such a tool.  Not just rubbing between my thighs or anything like that.  Think of all the REAL fun we can have.  She grabbed the head of his cock through his sweatpants and dragged him to the doorway of her room.  “It’s getting late and I need to get up tomorrow too.  Will you be alright going home?  You can use the front door if you want.  I don’t want you to accidentally trip over this thing and fall off the roof.” She laughed.

He laughed with her and shook his head, gathering his jacket and zipping up, doing his best to pull down his sweatshirt and jacket hem to try and cover his dick.  It was a meaningless attempt and he sighed again and looked at her, kissed her, and then walked down the stairs. “See you tomorrow alright? We have 2nd period together so hopefully, I have nothing to report. If I am lucky.”

“I am sure you will be perfectly lucky.” She smiled and walked with him to the door down the stairs. “Enjoy~” She said as she waved goodbye to him and closed and locked the door behind him.  She put her back to the door and took a deep breath while sliding down to the floor giving her a jolt of joy when her ass hit the ground.  She looked at her hands and looked out the window across the hall into the night sky and saw the stars and just smiled and laughed kicking her feet in glee.

He walked into the cold night air and got up to his normal walking pace and with every other stride, his dick would swing forwards and backward slapping the front and back of his thigh. It felt like everyone was looking and it was completely obvious and thus began the (half) week of suffering he accidentally asked for.  One other thought that crossed his mind the whole time was ‘I have the biggest dick in the entire world right now.’ and just the thought of it started him getting a boner while walking down the sidewalk, almost 3 am, back home.  The tent that started to form was comical and the baseball bat down his pant leg started to bounce and sway with each step. ‘I hope my folks aren’t awake. Or my stupid sister.  He dreaded it and started to think about how to deal with his issue so he didn’t make a scene at school.

It was around 3:15 and Em was in her bathroom looking in the mirror wearing nothing but a pair of panties and a kind of lacy light yellow b-cup bra.  She is turning and twisting and making the tiniest adjustments here and there while staging into the mirror. The finest and most subtle changes.  She would take the nice and easy route, while he would be made to take the direct route.  This was a small experiment for her.  And a lot of fun in the process.  She toned her legs a bit which pronounced her butt some more, and she tightenedthat up too, and made it just a touch bigger.  She slimmed maybe one or two centimeters off her stomach and made her skin just a little bit clearer and less blotchy, but nothing too noticeable.  She looked at her chest and breathed in deeply and her bosom swelled over the cups filling them fully with just the hint of them bulging over the tops of each cup, about as big as oranges at the bottom of the teardrop shape of her breasts. She did a few more small touch-ups to er eyebrows, and her hair, and then smiled at her reflection satisfied. “Slow and steady, Em.”  She did a few more twists and turns in the mirror, gave her new boobs and booty some squeezes and pinches, and headed to bed.  It was pretty much 4 am and she was tired but what a night it turned out to be, all thanks to their wish upon a star.

END ONE NIGHT WISH  

To be continued…???