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Three Wishes
By Sandman (address withheld)
***
A fantasy about three wishes and how the recipient used
them. (MF, breasts, fantasy)
***
"Now you be careful down there," Becky said. "I'm going
to worry about you the whole time you're gone!"
"I will!" I told her with a smile. "And don't worry
about a thing. It's not like I haven't done this
before." I made an obvious pass over her lovely body
with my eyes, and said, "Besides, having you to come
home just makes it that much more important."
She smiled at that, and purred, "You are such a BAD
boy." Then she gave me a final deep, wet kiss, and I
was gone, off to the airport.
It was supposed to be a fairly quick trip, which was
good. I was tired of the long ones now, having done
this photography thing for so many years. The magazine
had it all mapped out for me, complete with contacts in
the little village that would serve as a base camp for
my 'expedition'.
As I settled back into the first class seat, I found
myself thinking of Becky. We'd been together almost
three years now, although it was hard to remember when
we hadn't been. If any two people are more 'made for
each other' than we are, I'd like to meet them. It had,
in fact, been love at first sight, and it was getting
better all the time. Little did I know how much better
it would get...
***
At 28, Becky is few years younger than me, but she
barely looks a day over 20. Her angelic face is framed
by beautifully styled, long dark hair, and her slim,
athletic 5' frame is perfectly proportioned.
Almost.
Nothing is perfect I guess, not even the perfect
relationship. So leave it to the fates to match a
dedicated big breast man like me, to a wonderful girl
with an A cup chest.
Not that her breasts weren't perfect; they were!
Beautifully shaped, and capped with perfect little pink
nipples. But I've craved big breasts ever since I can
remember; who knows why... But I loved her, with all my
heart, and so I was careful not to let Becky know how I
felt, not wanting to hurt her feelings.
After a time, I discovered that she was somewhat
disappointed with her lack of development herself. It
wasn't surprising - most women feel like they need more
up top, and Becky was no different. Except in Becky's
case she really did need more up top. So we talked
about it occasionally, and once she told me that she
was thinking of getting implants.
My dick throbbed as I pictured a new, voluptuous Becky
in my mind, but I quickly discouraged her from
considering it. "It's just too risky," I told her,
"with all the controversy on their safety. Besides, you
look fantastic the way you are!" My obvious concern for
her health made her happy, and she felt better after
that. It never came up again...
***
The flight was uneventful, and as I arrived in Tonga I
admired the lush vegetation that is only found in the
unspoiled countries of the southern hemisphere. Perhaps
when I retired I would move here, I thought. Once I
wasn't dependent on the technology that makes money. It
sure was a lovely island.
I quickly found a taxi and made for the bus station. It
would be long bus ride to the village, and I wanted to
get going. The bus was typical for the area, pretty
much like what you might see in a "Romancing the Stone"
type movie. Except I don't think Michael Douglas and
Kathleen Turner were about to come racing around the
corner with a wildly shooting mob chasing them. No,
Tonga is a pretty quiet culture, more interested in
seeing what they can create, than destroy. It would be
interesting to see what the Shaman I was to do an
article on had created.
Well, I was pretty sure I was lost. I'd been tramping
around the jungle for two days now, and didn't see to
be getting much of anywhere. I shrugged my pack off and
sat down on a log for a rest. And someone sat down
beside me. I was way too tired to jump up, scared out
of my mind, so I just turned my head and looked.
He was the classic witch doctor, complete with face
paint and everything. And he just sat there looking at
me. I knew I was in the right area, so I figured I'd
found my man. It occurred to me that I didn't even know
if he spoke English, but I have it a try.
"Hello." I said.
"Hello." he said.
Well, this was a stimulating conversation. At least he
spoke English.
"My name is Ste..." I started, but he cut me off.
"I know what your name is, Steve, and I know why you're
here. I have... foreseen it. You may take your
pictures, and you may write your story. But there is
one thing you must not do."
"What's that?" I asked, wondering how my day could get
any better.
"You must never tell anyone where you found me. I
require solitude, and if your story brings more people
here, it would be disastrous to my work."
"Well, I don't know if I can guarantee that. This is a
contract job, after all. The contractor might want to
know how to find you for a follow up."
"Then I will make it worth your while. I have the power
to grant you three wishes. Will that be enough to buy
your silence?"
"What?" I said laughingly. "You mean like the genie in
the bottle?!"
"Yes, that is exactly what I mean. And it's a very
simple deal really. If you find your wishes do not come
true, you may tell your people whatever you like about
me. But if your wishes do come true, you will be on
your honor to never reveal where you found me."
"Fair enough," I agreed, still with a big smile on my
face. It was unlikely that the magazine would put up
much of a fight if I refused to reveal the old man's
location. And who knows, he might just be telling the
truth.
"Well, let's get the business over with, so we can
enjoy ourselves," he said.
"Even I enjoy an occasional visitor now and then. What
will you wish for?"
"Hmm," I thought for a moment. "Well, first would have
to be that age old wish, the one we all had as kids. An
inexhaustible source of money!"
"Done." the Shaman said, with a firm voice. "However,
there are always limits. You will have two hundred
thousand dollars in your bank account at all times, no
matter how much you take out. It's almost the same
thing, and actually better for tax purposes. I received
my MBA from Wharton before returning home to continue
the family tradition." he explained. He was so
convincing, I was starting to wonder if perhaps he was
for real.
"I'll have to think about the second wish for a bit, to
make sure I ask for what I want."
"Take all the time you need," he said. "I'm not going
anywhere." Funny guy, this Shaman.
So we ate and drank and talked, and all the while, I
thought of what I'd like. I knew what it was, but I
wanted to be sure I asked in the right words, so as not
to screw it up. Finally, I thought I had it pretty well
figured out.
"For my second wish, I want to be able to make my
girlfriend's breasts larger. But I want it to be
absolutely safe for her, and I want the growth to be
under my control."
"Done." he said, with that same firm voice. But I
cringed as he said, "However, there will be but a
single hour during which you can cause Becky's breasts
to grow, and then only as she experiences orgasm.
I looked at him in awe. I had never told him Becky's
name. In fact, I hadn't mentioned Becky's name to
anyone since leaving the U.S. At first I'd thought this
was a game, but now I wasn't so sure.
The rest of the visit was actually pretty interesting,
but I was in a hurry to get back. I hurriedly completed
my work and prepared to leave. "You haven't told me
your third wish yet." he said, as I packed to leave. He
was right. I actually hadn't thought about it at all;
all my spare time had been taken up fantasizing about
my homecoming with Becky!
"Well, I really don't know," I said, "I hadn't really
thought about it too much."
"Well, that's fine. You don't have to be here to
collect. Just send me a letter with your wish and it
will be taken care of, so long as you keep your word. I
have my mail brought to me every few months."
I thanked him for his hospitality, and I was off. The
trip home was uneventful, at least until I got to the
airport. The first thing I did was check my bank
account balance at the first ATM I could find. The
screen read $200,000. I couldn't believe it, so I
printed the receipt and checked it again. Sure enough,
$200,000. I whistled, low and slow. Holy cow, I
thought. Suddenly, a dick stiffening thought popped
into my mind. Becky.
As I knocked on the door, I arranged the flowers again,
making sure everything was just right. She opened the
door wide, and smiled even wider. She flew into me, and
grabbed me tight, squeezing me against her. I hugged
her close, and marveled at how good she felt. It was
obvious she'd be working out while I was gone, as her
body was even more fit and well toned that it had been
before I left.
"Hey, Babe," she purred into my chest, "missed you!"
She squeezed me even tighter, then released me, leading
me in and closing the door. "How was it?"
"Very interesting! I'll tell you all about it later.
Right now, I'm so hungry I could eat a horse!"
Dinner was great, but it was obvious we were both much
more interested in desert. We practically raced to the
bedroom, our hands all over each other. I managed to
pause for a moment as Becky lit some candles, then
joined me in the middle of the room. I pulled her to
me, and kissed her romantically, sliding my hands down
to her tight butt, squeezing firmly. She moaned against
me and held me tight as we kissed. Then she broke away
and started undressing me. Once she had me down to my
birthday suit, I quickly returned the favor, then
reached for her again. She was too quick for me,
however, and with a giggle she jumped out of my reach,
onto the bed.
I was so excited about what was going to happen that I
could barely contain myself. Becky slowly and
sensuously lay back on the bed and motioned for me to
join her. As I slowly crawled up the bed to her, I
breathlessly licked and nuzzled every part of her,
until I was fully over her, looking into her burning
eyes. I gave her a slow, deep kiss, and I felt her
reach down between my legs. My dick was so hard it felt
like it was about to burst.
"Hmm, looking forward to something?" she giggled. She
spread her legs wide then, and started rubbing me
against her hot, wet lips. The sensation was better
than ever due to the anticipation of two weeks, and the
excitement of knowing what was coming was driving me
out of my mind. She must have noticed my excitement.
"Wow, you act like it's been a year, not just two
weeks!" I just smiled, and nudged forward, easing an
inch into her. She gasped a little, and smiled back.
"Ooh, I think I understand how you feel now" she said.
"Not yet you don't, but you will soon!" I told her
cryptically as I pushed more in.
She was quite tight, not having had any for two weeks,
and it made it all the harder for me to contain myself.
Usually I have no trouble keeping going until she is
satisfied, but this was no usual night! She moaned as I
pushed more in, and pretty soon we had a good rhythm
going. She moaned louder as I finally got all eight
inches planted and rubbed myself firmly against her.
"Ooh, you feel excellent," she moaned. "So big! I guess
it's been too long." "I would have to agree with that,"
I managed to groan out as I started thrusting. "Oh god
Babe, that feels so.. so.. good," she moaned, as I
worked her.
Not wasting my time, I dove down and kissed her
passionately, knowing how excited that gets her. She
was moaning louder and I could feel her working towards
her orgasm, but unfortunately so was I. I had to be
careful not to come too soon, blowing this once in a
lifetime opportunity I had stumbled across. I steeled
my mind against it, and continued working her.
She was almost there as I swept down and began sucking
her pert, erect nipples. That was all it took, and I
felt her tense up and grabbed my ass hard, forcing me
into her as far as she could and grinding me against
her. She came hard, her breath catching as she tensed
up, making no noise at all. I pulled my mouth off her
hard nipple, and watched, breathless with anticipation,
finally about to learn if the Shaman had been telling
the truth.
Becky was coming especially hard, harder in fact, that
I can ever remember. Her eyes rolled back and she
became quite rigid. I wondered for a second if she was
okay, but her face was a picture of ecstasy. Suddenly
she relaxed a little, moaned loudly, and it began.
It was hardly noticeable at first, but there a definite
change. It started at the edges of her small, taut
breasts, the curves becoming ever so slightly more
pronounced. Then I could actually see the whole breast
itself swelling, growing larger. Becky was moaning and
panting as her orgasm continued. It seemed to consume
her completely as her body went totally limp and then
spasmed again and again. I continued thrusting into her
as her pussy spasmed and sucked my rigid member. Her
breasts continued to swell as her orgasm continued.
I was beside myself with excitement. It was true, the
Shaman had not lied!
Becky's orgasm finally tapered off and subsided, having
lasted a full minute. She lay limply beneath me, and
finally opened her eyes. "Wow, that was THE most
incredible orgasm I've ever had! I guess a little time
apart can be worthwhile." I smiled down at her, knowing
the real truth. She hadn't noticed that her little A
cup breasts had swollen into a beautiful pair of B
cuppers. I had a feeling she would notice the change
before I was done, however.
A quick glance at the clock showed that we had used
about ten minutes - there was no time to waste. As I
continued my thrusts, she said "Well, I see you plan on
being true to form tonight. Just how many times do you
plan on making me come?" "Well," I lied "no more than
usual." A devilish grin crossed my face as I imagined
the end result of tonight's session, and she looked at
me a little funny, probably wondering what it meant.
She quickly forgot about my facial expressions as my
thrusts continued, and we both started moaning again.
"Oh Babe, it feels so GOOD tonight. You feel so hard!"
she moaned. Her orgasm was building faster this time,
as our rhythm built and the speed increased. She
grabbed my shoulders and hiked her legs up high,
wrapping them around my back, and urging me to do her
faster.
I eagerly complied, and bent down to take her now
larger nipple into my mouth. I sucked hungrily as I
pounded her pussy, and she moaned deeply. "Oh my god,"
She sighed, "that feels so good! My nipples have never
felt so sensitive! Ooh yes, suck me, Baby!" I sucked
and nibbled on first one nipple and then the other,
happily feeling her orgasm build.
I continued to fuck her faster and faster, and it
finally arrived. I could feel her nipple grow even
stiffer in my mouth as she tensed up harder than ever
before, and her pussy clamped down hard on my wood. I
watched her face screw up with orgasm as it washed over
her and her whole body went rigid and turned bright red
from the strain. Before my eyes I could see her breasts
starting to grow again as she moaned and panted in her
pleasure.
I excitedly leaned down and pushed my face against her
growing breast, feeling it push back against me as it
swelled. I slid my face into her cleavage and felt her
breasts swelling up around my face. It was the most
exciting, erotic feeling I've ever had. I slid her
growing nipple into my mouth and sucked hard, causing
her to scream in pleasure. The total excitement and
eroticism of the moment overwhelmed me, and my orgasm
took hold.
I pulled my head back, and as I watched Becky's breasts
continue to grow, I came extremely hard, much harder
than ever before. I could feel what seemed like gallons
of come pumping into her pussy, and as I came I watched
her breasts continue to swell into a full C cup. It was
extremely erotic, but my orgasm finally ended leaving
me spent and weak. As I collapsed on top of Becky I was
careful to support myself on my elbows, mindful of her
new cleavage.
As Becky recovered from her orgasm, she panted "Wow!
That.. was.. even.. better.. What's.. going.. on?" She
looked up at me quizzically and realized that I'd
barely heard what she'd said, so busy was I staring at
her new chest. She followed my eyes down and her
reaction was almost comical. Her eyes went wide and she
yelled, "Oh My God! What The Hell Is Going On!" She
struggled up onto her elbows, staring down at her new
self. She looked up at me, then back down at her new
breasts.
"What's going on!" she demanded. I just smiled, and
started thrusting again. My cock was still semi-hard,
and even though it was somewhat over-sensitive from the
recent orgasm, I knew I had little time to finish the
job.
"Wait A Minute!" Becky yelled, "What The Fuck Is
Happening Here?!" She tried to push me off her, but I
simply pinned her hands under mine and started
thrusting harder. She struggled against me and yelled
at me to get the fuck off her, which was pointless. In
fact, the excitement of the domination, combined with
the extreme excitement of what was happening to her
breasts, quickly brought my cock back to full size
inside of her.
Her struggles and yells of defiance quickly subsided as
she became stimulated by my steely hard cock working
her well lubricated pussy. She once again started
moaning beneath me as I worked her well, using all the
moves I knew she loved. Her concerns about her sudden
voluptuousness evaporated, and as her moans increased,
I stole a glance at the clock. 20 minutes used up -
things were working out well.
I was a little concerned about coming again, however.
Watching Becky's breasts grow was so extremely exciting
that I doubted I could keep from coming the next time
it happened. Once that happened I knew I wouldn't be
able to get it up again during the magical hour.
"What the fuck is happening to my tits?!" she moaned,
as I worked her toward orgasm. I smiled down at her,
and said "I got one of my wishes." "What.. does..
that.. mean..?" she panted out as her body started to
move against me. "Well," I said, thrusting even harder,
"one of my wishes was that each time you come, your
breasts grow. And it looks like it's coming true - no
pun intended!" I snickered out, as my own excitement
built with hers.
Becky was moaning loudly now, as she approached orgasm
even more rapidly. It seemed as though each orgasm was
coming faster and easier. She reached up with her hands
and grabbed two large handfuls of breast, massaging
them lustily as she looked at them with amazement.
"Wow," she moaned, "they.. they're so big! Do.. you..
like.. them?" she panted.
"Are you kidding? They're fantastic! You look
spectacular!" I leaned down and drew her now fat nipple
into my mouth and started sucking. "Oh god," she
groaned, "they're much more sensitive than before! That
feels SO good! Oh, suck me hard, Baby!"
I did as she asked, and I could tell she was just about
to come. I pounded her tight, wet, hot pussy as fast as
I could, throwing her over the edge. "Unnngghhh!" she
moaned, as her orgasm took her. Her body tensed up
harder than ever, again turning bright red. Her pussy
spasmed around me, and once again, to my delight, her
breasts were growing.
Becky still had a firm grip on her breasts, and as they
started to swell her eyes snapped open. She watched in
amazement as her beautiful C cup mounds grew steadily
toward a fat D cup. "Oh my god," she moaned, as she
massaged herself, "it feels so good!" She looked up at
me. "Of course it feels good," I said, thrusting hard,
"you're coming."
"No, I mean the growth. It feels really good. I can
feel them swelling." she moaned, and she massaged
herself harder as her orgasm continued. That was all it
took. The excitement of watching Becky massage her own
growing breasts, and knowing that she was getting off
on it, threw me over the edge. I came again. Hard. As I
came I plunged my head into Becky's cleavage and found
that I couldn't hear anything but her wildly beating
heart. Her massive mounds were now large enough to
cover my ears. Becky's orgasm resurged, sweeping over
her as she massaged her inflating breasts, then faded
away, leaving her semi-conscious.
I recovered from my orgasm quickly, anxious to keep
things going before the hour was over. Becky was spent,
her last orgasm the most powerful of her life, and it
had left her wiped out. Which was good, since she
probably wouldn't have willingly allowed me to continue
causing her breasts to grow.
I got up slowly so as not to disturb her, and gently
knelt down between her legs. I wrapped my arms around
her soft, supple thighs, and gently started licking
her. She moaned a little, and slowly started to come
around. I softly licked her protruding clit, and
brought my hand up to her soft pussy lips. While my
tongue worked a magic dance on her clit, I slowly slid
a finger into her soft pussy.
She moaned a little louder, and her hips started a
slow, barely perceptible rhythm against my tongue. I
worked my finger into her a little further as her moans
increased, and applied a little more pressure with my
tongue, eating her a little more eagerly. With my head
resting on her thigh, I slid my other hand up to her
huge breasts and began massaging her gently.
She was moaning louder now, starting to become aware of
where she was. I slid another finger into her pussy,
and started a slow finger-fuck, which really got her
going. She started pushing back at me a little harder,
as her body became more excited. I'd never seen her
want this much sex before, and figured it must have to
do with the wish.
She was really getting into it as I massaged her breast
and pulled her big nipple with one hand, finger-fucked
her with the other, and licked her tasty clitty with my
tongue. I slid a third finger into her juicy cunt
without resistance. It had, after all, just
accommodated my large cock. She moaned loudly and
babbled about how good it felt. She was almost
completely aware of where she was now, but she was also
much too aroused to do anything about it. I figured it
was about time to take her where she wanted to be - and
where I wanted her to be, too - so I slid another
finger into her twat.
She moaned and started thrusting against my hand in
earnest, and I sucked her hard clit into my mouth. Her
hands came up and covered mine on her tits, massaging
them hard. "Oh yeah, Baby, do me good. It feels so
good. I love it when you lick me like that! Oh god, my
tits feel so good, help me massage them!" I squeezed
her huge tit as best I could, fucked her good with my
fingers, and licked and sucked my hardest, until
suddenly she came.
It wasn't as hard as the others, but it was still
harder than anything she'd had before tonight. Her
whole body tensed up again and I could feel her pussy
squeeze down hard on my fingers. I sucked for all I was
worth, and her legs slammed shut, pinning me in place.
Not that I minded, and I continued sucking, finger-
fucking, and massaging her expanding boob until her
orgasm finally subsided.
Her legs slowly released me, and as I lifted my head
out of her crotch, I was met with a wondrous sight.
Becky's breasts were downright huge, a DD cup at least.
Despite their immense size, they were very firm, and
held their shape beautifully. I couldn't even see her
face, just two beautiful mountains of flesh.
I still had four fingers buried deep in her pussy, and
realized this was my chance to finish things off. She
slowly lifted herself up onto her elbows and looked
down at her new chest. "Oh my god! Look at what you've
done to me! This is ridiculous. I look ridiculous!"
"Now Babe, I think you look great! And you did say
you'd like to have larger breasts!"
Yeah, but I was talking about a size or two, nothing
like this! I look like a freak! How am I supposed to
explain this?!"
"Oh come on, Sweetheart, this is nothing that a loose
blouse and a minimizer bra couldn't take care of," I
lied, as I reached up and grabbed a huge tit in my
hand, massaging it gently. I had to distract her while
I slowly worked my fingers inside her. We had never
done any fisting before, but I had always wanted to
try. As excited and wet as she was now, and with all
the stretching my big dick had given her pussy, I was
pretty sure I could work my hand in if I had a little
time.
Becky moaned a little as I massaged her immense breast,
and looked down at them. They are pretty nice," she
admitted. "Very firm and well shaped. They're just too
big for my small frame! I look like Dolly Parton!"
"Nothing wrong with that, she's one of my favorite
singers!" I smiled, as I massaged her breast more
firmly. I was hoping that the feelings in her boob
would override the feelings in her pussy. I slowly
eased my hand in a little further; I was in past my
thumb now. Just a little further and I would be past
the widest point of my hand. If I could make it past
there, I should be home free.
"Oh," she moaned, "they're much more sensitive than
they were. That feels really good! And those orgasms -
they were too much! How did you do that?!" she asked.
"I don't know," I told her truthfully, "it seems to
have been a by-product of the wish." I eased my hand in
a little further, massaging her luscious breast firmly.
"What's this wish nonsense all about, anyway?" she
asked.
I didn't have a chance to answer, as just then my hand
slid in up to the wrist. "Holy shit," she moaned,
falling back onto the bed. "what the hell is that?!
"That," I said excitedly, "is my hand." I glanced at
the clock and saw that I still had about 20 minutes to
go. Plenty of time, if I could keep things going.
What the hell is your hand doing inside of me!" she
yelled indignantly.
"Well," I said, as I made a fist and gently started
moving it back and forth, "I'm not quite done making
you come yet."
"The Hell You're Not!" she yelled, starting to get up.
She would've been able to do it, too, if she was used
to having 15 extra pounds of breast meat on her chest.
But she wasn't, and the best she could manage was to
get herself propped up on her elbows.
"Knock It Off, Steve!" she yelled. "I'm Fucking Big
Enough!"
Not yet, you're not," I told her. "You see, I've got
another 20 minutes, and I'm not going to waste it!" I
started moving my hand a little faster, and continued
massaging her breast firmly. "Look," I told her, "I'm
not going to get you all that big, so why don't you
just lay back and enjoy it. After all, you did say it
felt good."
She knocked my hand away from her tits and tried to
roll over so she could get up. But I was still sitting
between her legs, making it easy for me to keep her
where she was. She glared up at me, but I could see in
her face that her resolve was weakening as the
sensations my fist was giving her were starting to get
to her.
She fought it as best she could, I'll give her that,
but after a couple of minutes of good firm fisting, she
finally moaned deeply and fell back onto the bed. It
was definitely much easier to get her going now - the
wish must be affecting her sex drive, I thought. Either
that, or it's a by product of the growth. I grinned at
that; she was already a fairly horny girl - if this was
a permanent change, she'll be wanting it more than I
do! What a prospect!
She was really getting into it now, moving her body
against my hand, moaning and licking her lips. I leaned
forward, just able to reach the tip of one of her
massive tits, and started licking. This really got to
her and she reached up and hefted her breast to me with
both hands, urging me on. "Oh Steve, it feels so good.
My tits are so sensitive now. Suck me deep!"
I had no problem with that, and sucked her big, fat
nipple into my mouth. Apparently that wasn't good
enough, and she put one hand behind my head and pulled
me even harder onto her tit, forcing her nipple further
into my mouth. Not wanting to let her down, I decided
to help her out, and sucked in on her tit as hard as I
could. Her nipples must have become quite sensitive, as
she immediately started coming. Her pussy clamped down
so hard on my hand that I thought she was going to
break it, and her whole body tensed up. As her arms
tensed up she pulled me into her enormous breast so
tight that my whole face was covered in tit flesh and I
couldn't breath at all. If she doesn't stop coming
soon, I thought, I might die here. It occurred to me
that there are worse ways to go, however.
While I was waiting for her to stop coming I could feel
her nipple moving even deeper into my mouth, and
wondered what was going on. It wasn't until I felt her
whole breast growing and pushing me away from her body
that I realized her breast and nipple were growing
INSIDE my mouth! This was extremely exciting and I
immediately got hard again. Becky was moaning loudly
now and roughly pushed me off her tit. She immediately
started massaging both her F cup sized breasts,
apparently to prolong the orgasm. It was a sight to
behold.
"Oh god, Steve, it feels so good when they grow! I've
never felt anything like it. Keep doing me, I don't
want this feeling to go!" I happily obliged her,
working her as best I could with my fist. I wasn't able
to move much, however, as she was very tight. Her
orgasm eventually faded, and she looked frantically
started bucking against me.
"Gotta get it back," she moaned, "oh, it feels sooo
good when they grow! Oh, suck me, Baby, suck Becky's
big titties! I know you love my big titties, Baby!" Her
dirty talk excited me and I looked into her eyes and
saw they burned with lust and passion. She grabbed my
head, pulled it down to her huge nipple, which was now
as large as my thumb, and forced it into my mouth. She
met no resistance from me, however, and I happily
started sucking, wondering how things could get any
better.
She kept up her dirty banter, which just excited me all
the more, and I sucked, licked, and nibbled her nipple
even more vigorously. I worked her pussy as well as I
could with my fist, and I could feel her building
toward an orgasm again. After a bit I noticed her dirty
talking had subsided and looked up to see why. It was
immediately obvious why she wasn't talking anymore.
Most anyone would have a hard time talking if they had
as much tit crammed into their mouth as she did. My
dick felt like it was going to burst as I watched
Becky, eyes closed and moaning loudly, voraciously
sucking her own nipple.
Not wanting to miss out, I dove back onto her nipple
and helped her toward orgasm. It didn't take long as we
worked her super-sensitive tits together, and she was
soon gasping in a tremendous climax. Her head fell back
and she began massaging her tits together roughly. I
could feel her breast growing against my face again, so
I reached up with my free hand and grabbed a handful of
breast. I could feel the flesh expanding, spreading my
fingers apart as the pressure pushed tit flesh out from
between them. The sensation was incredible and every
bit as exciting as the first time. I thought I might
come right there myself.
"Oh, Steve!" she practically shrieked, "it feels soo
gooood!" She squashed her inflating tits together from
the sides, forming an impossibly deep cleavage. I
plunged my head in until my nose bumped her breastbone,
and my head almost disappeared into her FF cup
cleavage. I gently removed my hand from her tight
pussy, and grabbed both her huge boobs in my hands,
pressing them around my head. I kept my face buried in
her expanding flesh, just basking in the warmth and the
utter excitement of it, and listening to her moan until
her orgasm faded. Suddenly, she pushed me off her.
"Gotta have more" she grunted, as she threw me down
onto my back like a woman possessed and quickly mounted
me. "Feels too good...gotta have more!" she cried,
deliriously. She was obviously way out of control now,
completely addicted to the growth sensation. She
impaled herself on my rigid cock, and began riding me
furiously, wasting no time as she worked toward the all
important orgasm. I just lay there and let her do all
the work, and thinking how unbelievable lucky I was.
Her pussy was surprisingly tight, considering my hand
had just been in there, and it felt exceptionally good
around my rock hard cock. Becky was moaning furiously,
and it was obvious it wouldn't be long before she came
again. Her hands were on my shoulders as she supported
herself for the best ride, and her huge breasts were so
big they were almost brushing my chest. This made it
easy to capture a tremendous, swaying tit with both
hands, lift my head, and suck an enormous nipple into
my ever hungry mouth. This made me almost as happy as
it made Becky, who immediately started coming.
"Oh yes!" she cried ecstatically, "oh god, it's
incredible! It feels better each time!" Lucky for me, I
thought happily, as I felt her huge tit growing even
huger against my face. I kept right on sucking, and
Becky kept right on humping, and her orgasm continued
right along. She was gasping for air, babbling about
how good it felt, and moaning deliriously. And she just
kept coming. And growing. And coming. And growing. It
was amazingly exciting, feeling her tits growing
against my face, her nipple growing in my mouth, and
the expanse of breast flesh between my palms
increasing.
Still her orgasm - and growth - continued, and soon
Becky was barely able to breath, much less talk. Her
whole body was bright red with the strain, and her
muscles were so tight, I thought she might pop. Her
movements died down to nothing as her whole body locked
up with the tension. Not wanting to let her down in her
time of need, I immediately let go of her humongous
breasts, which were now easily a JJ cup, and grabbed
her firm, sleek hips.
I lifted her off my cock, and then began thrusting
unmercifully into her tight pussy. The effect was
predictable: Becky continued coming, and her breasts
continued growing. They were now every bit as large as
basketballs, which would look extremely erotic on her
little 5' frame. Much as I liked my current view, I
couldn't wait to see her standing upright. If she was
able to, that is. Her new tits must have weighed 20
pounds a piece, and they weren't done growing yet.
I continued my thrusting and soon Becky was coming so
hard, she wasn't breathing at all. I could see in her
face that her expanding breasts were giving her
unimaginable pleasure, but I was beginning to worry
about her. She'd have to breath pretty soon, or she'd
pass out. She wouldn't fall far, however, as her
unbelievably large breasts took up most of the space
between her and the bed.
Becky's pussy was clamped down extremely tight on my
engorged rod, and my pleasure was building rapidly.
Despite my prior two orgasms, the excitement of the
situation was so extreme that I was quickly building to
a peak. Becky's breasts were now resting heavily on the
bed around me, despite the fact that she was still
almost upright. When I was sure I could last no longer,
I plunged my dick into her tight pussy as far as I
could, feeling the head rub her cervix. I reached up
and gathered her breasts together and pulled them in
and over my head and chest.
I was completely buried and warm, sweet, heavy, GROWING
breast meat, and I came like never before. My orgasm
seemed to last forever, and when I finally came around,
I realized I was about to pass out from lack of oxygen.
I frantically tried to push the enormous breasts off of
me, but couldn't seem to get out from under them. They
were impossibly huge. I was about to panic, when
suddenly they were lifted off me. As sucked in much
needed oxygen, I saw Becky's face looking down at me,
with an amused, albeit tired expression.
"Hey there, lover, how ya doing?" she asked, sounding
pretty normal. I was confused for a moment, until I saw
the clock. The hour was over, so her growth was
finished, and with it, the overpowering orgasms. I
cringed as I expected the worst, but Becky just rolled
off me and lay next to me on the bed. I tiredly rolled
up on one arm, and gasped at what I saw. Becky wasn't
just huge, she was absolutely, fucking enormous. She
was going to have trouble moving around, much less
finding clothes to wear. Maternity clothes were going
to be the standard for her from now on.
"Big enough for ya now?" she asked sarcastically.
"Almost," I quipped. "You know, Hon, I never intended
for you to get this big. You were out of control there
at the end - it was all I could do to breath!"
"Well I seem to remember someone lifting me up and
porking the hell out of me when I was coming so hard
that I couldn't do anything about it!" she said, in
mock anger. "Not that I would have stopped you, anyway.
It felt... so... well, just so fantastic. It was like
it was all I needed and all I would ever need. I didn't
want it to ever end." Looking down at herself, she
said, "It's a good thing it did, though. If I were any
bigger I wouldn't be able to get up! Look at me - I
thought I looked ridiculous before, I look outlandish
now!"
"I think you look fantastic," I said with absolute
sincerity, "absolutely fantastic!" She could see in my
face that I was telling the truth, which made her feel
a little better, and she smiled.
"So how the hell did this happen, anyway, what's all
this nonsense about a wish?"
"Well, you can see that it isn't nonsense," I said as I
motioned to her lovely expanse of breast flesh. I then
told her the whole story of how I had met the Shaman
and everything that had transpired since.
"Well, that's quite a story, but what about the third
wish? Is it wasted now that you're home?"
"No, it's not wasted. I can use it whenever I like, I
just haven't decided what to wish for..."
"Well," she said with a mischievous smile as she
reached over and firmly gripped my semi-hard cock, "let
me make a suggestion..."
END
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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