The threads can't be completely independent as the cream (new shipments?) tie the three characters together, as well as characters introduced to one another, and the very fact that they share a dorm room.
Medicine Show
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(Friday, Jen's Apartment, a little after 4pm)
Jen unlocked her front door and walked in. She was surprised to see Chris sitting in the recliner talking to Kimber. Surprised both to see him here, and to see how the lounge pants he was wearing were clinging to every inch of his massive, thick cock, and stretched tightly over the huge curves of his gigantic balls. Uhmmm. What was I thinking about? Why the heck didn’t he wear those pants before? I’d have peeled them off before he even finished his first plate of spaghetti. Whooooo! Chris saw Jen and struggled to his feet, the task made difficult by the nineteen inch rod in his pants, as well as the swaying bulk of his heavy nutsack. By the time the slim Korean had waddled across the living room, Jen’s nipples were already hard and she was breathing harder. God! Look at him! There’s just so much there! It’s like Christmas morning!
“Jen! “ Chris wrapped his arms around her, first squeezing her substantial breasts against his torso. Then, almost predictably, his arms slid down past her waist, allowing his hands to cup her butt through her shorts. “You’re here!” Jen could feel his huge anaconda thickening slightly in his pants.
A little reluctantly, Jen unwrapped herself. “Of course I’m here, sweetie. I live here.” She patted the crestfallen Chris on the arm. “What are you doing here? I was gonna call you when I got home.” She shot a questioning look at Kimber, who looked away guiltily, then innocently began examining the ceiling.
“Uh, well…Hey! I got all your laundry done! And Tasha and Kimber did the dishes.” Chris pulled her towards the couch. Jen followed him, and Kimber got up and moved for the recliner. He sat down on the couch, causing the fabric of his pants to stretch even tighter against his groin. Jen reached down and guided his left leg up onto the cushion, his colossal sack bulging out between his legs. She sat down between his legs, and lightly traced her finger over the outline of his prick.
“So, you walked over here in these, just to do laundry for me? Are you sure you’re shy?”. Jen could feel his dick slowly surging in his pants. Chris wasn’t hard, but he was definitely a few inches bigger than before.
“No! I wasn’t wearing these pants. Kimber and Tasha got me these.” Jen shot another look at Kimber, who smiled back nervously. “I was wearing my Goth stuff and I got into a situation at Dunkin Donuts with a guy, and my pants got ripped.” Chris gulped.
“It was so scary! This guy assaulted Chris and almost raped him!”, interjected Kimber. “He’s lucky to be okay!”
“Some guy almost rapes you and you call Kimber?”, said Jen, her voice rising. “I work next to the Dunkin Donuts. You didn’t call me?”
“I wanted to get your laundry done, as a surprise,” stammered Chris.
“It’s no use, Chris! She’s found us out!” cried Kimber. She rose to her feet. “I’m the other woman,” she proclaimed, dramatically. “Last night, Chris came to my bedroom and we made sweet, sweet love. I never thought I would be the one to steal another girl’s lover.”
“What?” Jen’s gentle tracing was replaced by a firm grip on Chris’s fat prick through his pants.
“It’s not exactly like that. Ow.” Chris squirmed a little. “I had to go to the bathroom last night, and when I came out of the bathroom, Tasha was there and I was naked. Ouch!” Jen’s’ grip got a little tighter.
“Tasha?” she asked.
“Yeah, Tasha,” nodded Chris nervously. “I was naked and she grabbed me, kind of like you are— Ow!— and took me in her room.” Chris looked around for Tasha to corroborate his story, but she was nowhere to be seen. “Yipe!” A squeeze from Jen prompted him to continue. “She was almost naked and she touched me and kissed me and I couldn’t help getting hard and she sucked me until I came.”
Jen’s left eye twitched slightly and she grabbed a healthy expanse of his meat with her free hand. “And Kimber comes into this how?”
“Aaaah! I’m coming to that.” Chris tried to squirm a little, but Jen was holding him quite firmly. “After that I left Tasha’s room and I was walking back to your room, so I had to go past Kimber’s door. She opened the door and saw me there, naked, and still pretty hard.”
“I thought you were hard because you wanted me!”, pouted Kimber. Jen glared at her and she quickly shut up. "Oops."
“She jumped into my arms and started kissing me. By the time I had put her down on the bed, I was totally hard again and she started undressing and I couldn’t help myself. Aaaargh!” Jen eased up her two handed grip on his dick, slightly. “Kimber started kissing and sucking me and I came again with her.” Chris looked at Jen nervously.
Jen’s face was red and her jaw was clenched tightly. She furrowed her brow, then exhaled. “So, after you got off with both of my roomies, you swung this big fat cock back into my bedroom and pumped a second load down my throat?”
“You swallowed him twice!?!” blurted Kimber in amazement. “I never thought I would get it all down once!”
“Shut up, Kimber!” said Chris and Jen in unison.
“Yeah, Kimber. Shut up.” echoed Tasha, walking casually into the room. “Wha are we talking about? Hey, Jen. How were classes? Listen, I tried out Chris’s cock last night. It was fantastic! I didn’t know a guy could taste that good. And volume? Wow!” Tasha walked around the three college students and sat down on the far side of the couch, folding up her long legs. All three of them looked at her, amazed.
“What?” Tasha tossed her hair. “Look, we might have a problem. When I was recording you and Chris having sex last night on my webcam, I might have accidentally uploaded the video to my blog.”
Jen unlocked her front door and walked in. She was surprised to see Chris sitting in the recliner talking to Kimber. Surprised both to see him here, and to see how the lounge pants he was wearing were clinging to every inch of his massive, thick cock, and stretched tightly over the huge curves of his gigantic balls. Uhmmm. What was I thinking about? Why the heck didn’t he wear those pants before? I’d have peeled them off before he even finished his first plate of spaghetti. Whooooo! Chris saw Jen and struggled to his feet, the task made difficult by the nineteen inch rod in his pants, as well as the swaying bulk of his heavy nutsack. By the time the slim Korean had waddled across the living room, Jen’s nipples were already hard and she was breathing harder. God! Look at him! There’s just so much there! It’s like Christmas morning!
“Jen! “ Chris wrapped his arms around her, first squeezing her substantial breasts against his torso. Then, almost predictably, his arms slid down past her waist, allowing his hands to cup her butt through her shorts. “You’re here!” Jen could feel his huge anaconda thickening slightly in his pants.
A little reluctantly, Jen unwrapped herself. “Of course I’m here, sweetie. I live here.” She patted the crestfallen Chris on the arm. “What are you doing here? I was gonna call you when I got home.” She shot a questioning look at Kimber, who looked away guiltily, then innocently began examining the ceiling.
“Uh, well…Hey! I got all your laundry done! And Tasha and Kimber did the dishes.” Chris pulled her towards the couch. Jen followed him, and Kimber got up and moved for the recliner. He sat down on the couch, causing the fabric of his pants to stretch even tighter against his groin. Jen reached down and guided his left leg up onto the cushion, his colossal sack bulging out between his legs. She sat down between his legs, and lightly traced her finger over the outline of his prick.
“So, you walked over here in these, just to do laundry for me? Are you sure you’re shy?”. Jen could feel his dick slowly surging in his pants. Chris wasn’t hard, but he was definitely a few inches bigger than before.
“No! I wasn’t wearing these pants. Kimber and Tasha got me these.” Jen shot another look at Kimber, who smiled back nervously. “I was wearing my Goth stuff and I got into a situation at Dunkin Donuts with a guy, and my pants got ripped.” Chris gulped.
“It was so scary! This guy assaulted Chris and almost raped him!”, interjected Kimber. “He’s lucky to be okay!”
“Some guy almost rapes you and you call Kimber?”, said Jen, her voice rising. “I work next to the Dunkin Donuts. You didn’t call me?”
“I wanted to get your laundry done, as a surprise,” stammered Chris.
“It’s no use, Chris! She’s found us out!” cried Kimber. She rose to her feet. “I’m the other woman,” she proclaimed, dramatically. “Last night, Chris came to my bedroom and we made sweet, sweet love. I never thought I would be the one to steal another girl’s lover.”
“What?” Jen’s gentle tracing was replaced by a firm grip on Chris’s fat prick through his pants.
“It’s not exactly like that. Ow.” Chris squirmed a little. “I had to go to the bathroom last night, and when I came out of the bathroom, Tasha was there and I was naked. Ouch!” Jen’s’ grip got a little tighter.
“Tasha?” she asked.
“Yeah, Tasha,” nodded Chris nervously. “I was naked and she grabbed me, kind of like you are— Ow!— and took me in her room.” Chris looked around for Tasha to corroborate his story, but she was nowhere to be seen. “Yipe!” A squeeze from Jen prompted him to continue. “She was almost naked and she touched me and kissed me and I couldn’t help getting hard and she sucked me until I came.”
Jen’s left eye twitched slightly and she grabbed a healthy expanse of his meat with her free hand. “And Kimber comes into this how?”
“Aaaah! I’m coming to that.” Chris tried to squirm a little, but Jen was holding him quite firmly. “After that I left Tasha’s room and I was walking back to your room, so I had to go past Kimber’s door. She opened the door and saw me there, naked, and still pretty hard.”
“I thought you were hard because you wanted me!”, pouted Kimber. Jen glared at her and she quickly shut up. "Oops."
“She jumped into my arms and started kissing me. By the time I had put her down on the bed, I was totally hard again and she started undressing and I couldn’t help myself. Aaaargh!” Jen eased up her two handed grip on his dick, slightly. “Kimber started kissing and sucking me and I came again with her.” Chris looked at Jen nervously.
Jen’s face was red and her jaw was clenched tightly. She furrowed her brow, then exhaled. “So, after you got off with both of my roomies, you swung this big fat cock back into my bedroom and pumped a second load down my throat?”
“You swallowed him twice!?!” blurted Kimber in amazement. “I never thought I would get it all down once!”
“Shut up, Kimber!” said Chris and Jen in unison.
“Yeah, Kimber. Shut up.” echoed Tasha, walking casually into the room. “Wha are we talking about? Hey, Jen. How were classes? Listen, I tried out Chris’s cock last night. It was fantastic! I didn’t know a guy could taste that good. And volume? Wow!” Tasha walked around the three college students and sat down on the far side of the couch, folding up her long legs. All three of them looked at her, amazed.
“What?” Tasha tossed her hair. “Look, we might have a problem. When I was recording you and Chris having sex last night on my webcam, I might have accidentally uploaded the video to my blog.”
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(Friday, Jen's apartment, around 4:30)
Chris let out an involuntary sigh of relief as Jen released her grip on his dong. “Whaaaaaat?”, yelled Jen. She stood up and stubbed her toe on the coffee table. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She whirled back towards Tasha, her finger pointed accusingly. “Explain yourself right now, Natasha Foray.”
“It’s not a big deal, Jen. I run everything through the pixellation program, so nobody can tell that it is you. Of course, how many Koreans with thirty inch long wangs are there in the world?”, added Tasha, shrugging at Chris. Oh, I’m so doomed, thought Chris. At least she’s mad at somebody else right now.
“How exactly did you get the recording in the first place? I thought you promised me that you wouldn’t take any pictures or video. Where did you hide a camera in my room?” She glared at Tasha angrily.
“I didn’t hide a camera. I remotely turned on your web cam, which happened to be aimed at the bed,” said Tasha, helpfully.
“It’s not aimed at the bed; it’s aimed at the desk chair, which is in front of the bed!” defended Jen.
“Toe-may-toe, toh-mah-toh,” said Tasha breezily. “I didn’t capture any video at first. Kimber and I were just watching you and Chris roll around having fun. We wanted to see what you were going to do with a guy that big.”
“You were both watching us!?!” Jen glared back at Kimber, who tucked her feet under her legs and looked embarrassed.
“She was going to watch anyway,” Kimber pouted.
“Anyway, once we saw that you were going back at it, I had to capture it. I thought that I hit the macro to save the external feed to disk, but evidently, I hit the one to process the raw feed and upload it to the site.” Tasha became more animated as she explained. “When I post videos of a guy, I usually just clip out some choice video and post those to the site. They are short enough that people just download them, so they are really there just to attract traffic and generate ad revenue. I don’t normally post the whole movie until later, and those are pay only. A lot less people will try to steal longer stuff, and it gets reposted less.”
Jen tried to bring her back on topic. “But you posted video of Chris and I having sex on the internet! The internet! Chris and me!” What did I spend money on Goth clothes for? Now everybody will know!, lamented Chris, silently.
“Jen, I’m not stupid.” Tasha rolled her eyes.
“You accidentally posted video of your roommate having sex on the internet,” Jen pointed out.
“That makes me careless, not stupid. Whenever I record video, I use facial recognition software and graphics programs to detect the faces and pixellate them. Once that process is over, it automatically erases and overwrites the original files. That way, not only do I prevent my identity from being revealed on the internet, I couldn’t even hand over the original files even if I wanted to, or if someone stole my computer. I don’t even have the pixellated files on my drive. It’s all in the cloud.” Tasha waved her hand around abstractly.
“And what if something goes wrong with the cloud?”, Jen demanded.
“Jen, please. I’ve been posting sex videos of boys since I turned 18. I worked all of this out when I was shooting video of guys in high school wrestling matches and swim meets. I think I made all my mistakes with guys in their underwear.” She patted Jen on the leg. “You’re not looking on the bright side.”
“What bright side!?!” yelled Jen. “My boyfriend has sex with both of my roommates, who also watch me have sex, and now, my likeness, with a big blur for a head, is on the internet playing with his gigantic cock! What is the bright side, Tasha?”
“One: you don’t have to sneak around or hide anything with your roommates. We’ve seen you having sex, and it looked pretty awesome.” Tasha counted this off on her index finger.
“Two: you don’t have to worry about roommate/boyfriend conflicts. We both like him, a lot. I don’t know about Kimber, but I think he’s delicious.” She counted off another finger.
“Three: you might be able to retire from the pizza delivery business if you can get over your stage fright. I won’t get the ad revenue till the end of the month, but the ‘director’s cut’ has already generated a couple thousand dollars. I have to pay for the increased bandwidth, but that’s not very much.” Tasha counted the third point off with satisfaction. “You’re welcome.”
“A couple thousand dollars?” Jen was apoplectic. “You’re selling this video? How many people have bought this? Anyone can see this for ten bucks?”
“Ten dollars?” Tasha rolled her eyes again. “Who pays $10 for porn anymore? It’s the iTunes era, Jen. 99¢ is the sweet spot. Much more than that and people will just pirate it anyway.”
“Several thousand people have bought this video? Oh, my God.” Jen held her head in her hands.
“Several thousand people are still trying to buy this video. My credit card processor went out under the strain. Anyway, that’s not so many. Now that I have some edited free clips for viewing, I’m sure it will go totally viral.” Tasha beamed at Jen.
“Aaaaaaaaah!” Jen lunged at Tasha. “You haven’t pulled it off the web!?! What the hell are you doing in here? Go fix it!” She waved her hands towards Tasha’s bedroom.
“Jen. It’s the internet. You can’t pull it off the internet. You can either leave this completely anonymous video on an easily located site where people will pay you thousands of dollars to download it with one click, or you can make them spend 10 seconds searching for it and let them download it for free. Wouldn’t you rather have several thousand dollars?” Tasha held back Jen with one long arm. “Tell you what. If it makes you feel any better, next time we can post a video of me having sex with Chris.”
“Oooooooh!” Jen stormed out of the room.
“Tasha! Seriously, you can be impossible sometimes,” chided Kimber.
“Shut up, short round. You’re next on camera, you know,” replied Tasha.
Chris let out an involuntary sigh of relief as Jen released her grip on his dong. “Whaaaaaat?”, yelled Jen. She stood up and stubbed her toe on the coffee table. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She whirled back towards Tasha, her finger pointed accusingly. “Explain yourself right now, Natasha Foray.”
“It’s not a big deal, Jen. I run everything through the pixellation program, so nobody can tell that it is you. Of course, how many Koreans with thirty inch long wangs are there in the world?”, added Tasha, shrugging at Chris. Oh, I’m so doomed, thought Chris. At least she’s mad at somebody else right now.
“How exactly did you get the recording in the first place? I thought you promised me that you wouldn’t take any pictures or video. Where did you hide a camera in my room?” She glared at Tasha angrily.
“I didn’t hide a camera. I remotely turned on your web cam, which happened to be aimed at the bed,” said Tasha, helpfully.
“It’s not aimed at the bed; it’s aimed at the desk chair, which is in front of the bed!” defended Jen.
“Toe-may-toe, toh-mah-toh,” said Tasha breezily. “I didn’t capture any video at first. Kimber and I were just watching you and Chris roll around having fun. We wanted to see what you were going to do with a guy that big.”
“You were both watching us!?!” Jen glared back at Kimber, who tucked her feet under her legs and looked embarrassed.
“She was going to watch anyway,” Kimber pouted.
“Anyway, once we saw that you were going back at it, I had to capture it. I thought that I hit the macro to save the external feed to disk, but evidently, I hit the one to process the raw feed and upload it to the site.” Tasha became more animated as she explained. “When I post videos of a guy, I usually just clip out some choice video and post those to the site. They are short enough that people just download them, so they are really there just to attract traffic and generate ad revenue. I don’t normally post the whole movie until later, and those are pay only. A lot less people will try to steal longer stuff, and it gets reposted less.”
Jen tried to bring her back on topic. “But you posted video of Chris and I having sex on the internet! The internet! Chris and me!” What did I spend money on Goth clothes for? Now everybody will know!, lamented Chris, silently.
“Jen, I’m not stupid.” Tasha rolled her eyes.
“You accidentally posted video of your roommate having sex on the internet,” Jen pointed out.
“That makes me careless, not stupid. Whenever I record video, I use facial recognition software and graphics programs to detect the faces and pixellate them. Once that process is over, it automatically erases and overwrites the original files. That way, not only do I prevent my identity from being revealed on the internet, I couldn’t even hand over the original files even if I wanted to, or if someone stole my computer. I don’t even have the pixellated files on my drive. It’s all in the cloud.” Tasha waved her hand around abstractly.
“And what if something goes wrong with the cloud?”, Jen demanded.
“Jen, please. I’ve been posting sex videos of boys since I turned 18. I worked all of this out when I was shooting video of guys in high school wrestling matches and swim meets. I think I made all my mistakes with guys in their underwear.” She patted Jen on the leg. “You’re not looking on the bright side.”
“What bright side!?!” yelled Jen. “My boyfriend has sex with both of my roommates, who also watch me have sex, and now, my likeness, with a big blur for a head, is on the internet playing with his gigantic cock! What is the bright side, Tasha?”
“One: you don’t have to sneak around or hide anything with your roommates. We’ve seen you having sex, and it looked pretty awesome.” Tasha counted this off on her index finger.
“Two: you don’t have to worry about roommate/boyfriend conflicts. We both like him, a lot. I don’t know about Kimber, but I think he’s delicious.” She counted off another finger.
“Three: you might be able to retire from the pizza delivery business if you can get over your stage fright. I won’t get the ad revenue till the end of the month, but the ‘director’s cut’ has already generated a couple thousand dollars. I have to pay for the increased bandwidth, but that’s not very much.” Tasha counted the third point off with satisfaction. “You’re welcome.”
“A couple thousand dollars?” Jen was apoplectic. “You’re selling this video? How many people have bought this? Anyone can see this for ten bucks?”
“Ten dollars?” Tasha rolled her eyes again. “Who pays $10 for porn anymore? It’s the iTunes era, Jen. 99¢ is the sweet spot. Much more than that and people will just pirate it anyway.”
“Several thousand people have bought this video? Oh, my God.” Jen held her head in her hands.
“Several thousand people are still trying to buy this video. My credit card processor went out under the strain. Anyway, that’s not so many. Now that I have some edited free clips for viewing, I’m sure it will go totally viral.” Tasha beamed at Jen.
“Aaaaaaaaah!” Jen lunged at Tasha. “You haven’t pulled it off the web!?! What the hell are you doing in here? Go fix it!” She waved her hands towards Tasha’s bedroom.
“Jen. It’s the internet. You can’t pull it off the internet. You can either leave this completely anonymous video on an easily located site where people will pay you thousands of dollars to download it with one click, or you can make them spend 10 seconds searching for it and let them download it for free. Wouldn’t you rather have several thousand dollars?” Tasha held back Jen with one long arm. “Tell you what. If it makes you feel any better, next time we can post a video of me having sex with Chris.”
“Oooooooh!” Jen stormed out of the room.
“Tasha! Seriously, you can be impossible sometimes,” chided Kimber.
“Shut up, short round. You’re next on camera, you know,” replied Tasha.
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Chris let out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding. “Well, that went well. Thanks, Tasha. At least you deflected her anger a little bit.”
“No problem, Chris. As repayment, what do you say we step into my room and work on your oral techniques a bit? Jen seemed to enjoy it, but I think I can give you a few pointers.” Tasha rubbed her hands together. “Got to get you ready for the camera.”
“Tasha!” Kimber was strident. “This whole thing was your fault. If it wasn’t for your sex drive and your compulsive need to post sex online…”
“Hey, this was your fault, Kimber,” interrupted Tasha.
“How is this my fault, you wacko?” demanded Kimber.
“Easy. Jen likes Chris, but he’s waaaay too much guy for just one girl. With me, it’s just some nice, cool sex. Nothing heavy. No commitment. Then you have to come in and make this all about ‘true love’ and ‘romance’ and ‘the other woman’.” Tasha shook her head in exasperation. “Jen needs to know that Chris is her boyfriend, and we’re just there to take up the sexual slack created by his gigantic wang.” Tasha gestured at Chris. “See? Your fault, Kimber.”
“Why the hell can’t a girl get a sandwich around here?” shouted Jen from the kitchen.
“Chris’s fault!”, shouted both Tasha and Kimber simultaneously. Jen marched back into the living room and scowled at Chris.
“That actually was my fault,” he said, sheepishly.
“This whole thing is your fault, Chris! Why couldn’t you just say ‘no’ on occasion?” Jen stamped her foot in frustration. “What is wrong with you?”
“It’s not my fault. I can’t help it!” Chris shouted, defensively.
“You can’t help it? Really?” Jen had built up a full head of steam now. “How can you not help it? How did you make it through high school, Chris? How did you make it through a single day of high school without having sex with girls? I thought you wanted to change your image in college, Chris? How’s that going?”
“I wasn’t this big in high school! I wasn’t this big on Monday! All of a sudden my cock is gigantic and I want sex all the time. I don’t mean ‘wish I could have sex’ all the time, I mean ‘starting to get a boner’ all the time. I can’t help it!” Chris gestured at the massive package distorting his pants for emphasis.
“Chris, sweetie, what are you talking about?” Jen shook her head, pityingly. “I know ‘I can’t help it’ is a pretty common excuse for men, but this is really pushing it.”
“Look, I’m not lying! It would be a pretty stupid excuse if I couldn’t prove it. Hang on a minute.” Chris pushed himself to his feet and swayed a bit as his massive sack rocked back and forth. He walked down the hall, his fat shaft clearly stretching out the leg of the pants well past his knee. All three girls watched him walk away.
“Such a tight little butt for such a huge hunk of man,” whispered Kimber. Jen and Tasha stared at her. “What? You were thinking it.” All three of the girls lapsed back into stunned silence as Chris waddled back into the room, his mammoth meat tugging his pants down far enough to expose the base of his cock. Chris attempted to pull his pants back up, but only succeeded in once again stretching them closely around his genitals.
“See?” He waved a small plastic card at them.
Jen tried to pull her gaze away from the huge balls and thick, long shaft outlined in Chris’s pants. “What’s this?”
“It’s my license. I got a new one when I turned 18,” explained Chris.
“They don’t put your penis size on your driver’s license, silly,” snorted Tasha. “If they did, I would just card boys at the door. Besides, you don’t have a car.”
“I don’t own a car, but I now how to drive one, Tasha,” Chris sighed. “Look at my weight. 138. You weighed me, Jen. If these,” Chris grabbed his package, causing all three girls to gasp, “weighed twenty seven pounds, then the rest of me would have to weigh 111. I’m skinny, but not that skinny. I gained all this weight in my junk when it grew.”
“You weighed his frank and beans?” whispered Tasha.
“I’m obsessed with huge cocks, okay?” hissed Jen. “So,” she said, skeptically, “you’re claiming that you gained twenty seven pounds of manhood since Monday? How’d that work out?”
“Is there somewhere I can sign up some guys I know?” asked Tasha.
“Look,” said Chris, sitting down on the couch in frustration, “have you ever seen a guy who was even eighteen inches long?”
“No.” said Jen, authoritatively. “No one much bigger than thirteen, at least that could be verified.” She blushed when Tasha and Kimber looked at her. “I said I was obsessed, okay?”
“So, you think it’s plausible that some guy at college just happens to have a thirty inch long cock, despite there not being any porn stars that are half that long? And that same guy has gigantic balls what he can fill back up by overeating? And he gets totally erect, even though most big guys don’t even get totally hard?” Chris waved his hands around. “You can believe I grew this big naturally?”
“But how, Chris?” demanded Jen. “If guys could just grow big penises, they would all be huge. If there was some way to make a guy get huge, I would already have used it on some guy and he would be gigantic. Bigger than you, even.” All three of them looked at Jen. “Okay, maybe not that big, but big. I’ve looked.”
“No problem, Chris. As repayment, what do you say we step into my room and work on your oral techniques a bit? Jen seemed to enjoy it, but I think I can give you a few pointers.” Tasha rubbed her hands together. “Got to get you ready for the camera.”
“Tasha!” Kimber was strident. “This whole thing was your fault. If it wasn’t for your sex drive and your compulsive need to post sex online…”
“Hey, this was your fault, Kimber,” interrupted Tasha.
“How is this my fault, you wacko?” demanded Kimber.
“Easy. Jen likes Chris, but he’s waaaay too much guy for just one girl. With me, it’s just some nice, cool sex. Nothing heavy. No commitment. Then you have to come in and make this all about ‘true love’ and ‘romance’ and ‘the other woman’.” Tasha shook her head in exasperation. “Jen needs to know that Chris is her boyfriend, and we’re just there to take up the sexual slack created by his gigantic wang.” Tasha gestured at Chris. “See? Your fault, Kimber.”
“Why the hell can’t a girl get a sandwich around here?” shouted Jen from the kitchen.
“Chris’s fault!”, shouted both Tasha and Kimber simultaneously. Jen marched back into the living room and scowled at Chris.
“That actually was my fault,” he said, sheepishly.
“This whole thing is your fault, Chris! Why couldn’t you just say ‘no’ on occasion?” Jen stamped her foot in frustration. “What is wrong with you?”
“It’s not my fault. I can’t help it!” Chris shouted, defensively.
“You can’t help it? Really?” Jen had built up a full head of steam now. “How can you not help it? How did you make it through high school, Chris? How did you make it through a single day of high school without having sex with girls? I thought you wanted to change your image in college, Chris? How’s that going?”
“I wasn’t this big in high school! I wasn’t this big on Monday! All of a sudden my cock is gigantic and I want sex all the time. I don’t mean ‘wish I could have sex’ all the time, I mean ‘starting to get a boner’ all the time. I can’t help it!” Chris gestured at the massive package distorting his pants for emphasis.
“Chris, sweetie, what are you talking about?” Jen shook her head, pityingly. “I know ‘I can’t help it’ is a pretty common excuse for men, but this is really pushing it.”
“Look, I’m not lying! It would be a pretty stupid excuse if I couldn’t prove it. Hang on a minute.” Chris pushed himself to his feet and swayed a bit as his massive sack rocked back and forth. He walked down the hall, his fat shaft clearly stretching out the leg of the pants well past his knee. All three girls watched him walk away.
“Such a tight little butt for such a huge hunk of man,” whispered Kimber. Jen and Tasha stared at her. “What? You were thinking it.” All three of the girls lapsed back into stunned silence as Chris waddled back into the room, his mammoth meat tugging his pants down far enough to expose the base of his cock. Chris attempted to pull his pants back up, but only succeeded in once again stretching them closely around his genitals.
“See?” He waved a small plastic card at them.
Jen tried to pull her gaze away from the huge balls and thick, long shaft outlined in Chris’s pants. “What’s this?”
“It’s my license. I got a new one when I turned 18,” explained Chris.
“They don’t put your penis size on your driver’s license, silly,” snorted Tasha. “If they did, I would just card boys at the door. Besides, you don’t have a car.”
“I don’t own a car, but I now how to drive one, Tasha,” Chris sighed. “Look at my weight. 138. You weighed me, Jen. If these,” Chris grabbed his package, causing all three girls to gasp, “weighed twenty seven pounds, then the rest of me would have to weigh 111. I’m skinny, but not that skinny. I gained all this weight in my junk when it grew.”
“You weighed his frank and beans?” whispered Tasha.
“I’m obsessed with huge cocks, okay?” hissed Jen. “So,” she said, skeptically, “you’re claiming that you gained twenty seven pounds of manhood since Monday? How’d that work out?”
“Is there somewhere I can sign up some guys I know?” asked Tasha.
“Look,” said Chris, sitting down on the couch in frustration, “have you ever seen a guy who was even eighteen inches long?”
“No.” said Jen, authoritatively. “No one much bigger than thirteen, at least that could be verified.” She blushed when Tasha and Kimber looked at her. “I said I was obsessed, okay?”
“So, you think it’s plausible that some guy at college just happens to have a thirty inch long cock, despite there not being any porn stars that are half that long? And that same guy has gigantic balls what he can fill back up by overeating? And he gets totally erect, even though most big guys don’t even get totally hard?” Chris waved his hands around. “You can believe I grew this big naturally?”
“But how, Chris?” demanded Jen. “If guys could just grow big penises, they would all be huge. If there was some way to make a guy get huge, I would already have used it on some guy and he would be gigantic. Bigger than you, even.” All three of them looked at Jen. “Okay, maybe not that big, but big. I’ve looked.”
This is an interesting direction to head. A full reveal of the cream and the "change"? Curious to see how this plays out.
Where does this Terry story line stand right now?
Where does this Terry story line stand right now?
Hey, Kids! It's the Recap episode of Medicine Show!:biggrin1:
(Friday, Jen's apartment, about 5 pm)
Chris sighed. I guess I should tell her. Now shell think Im a thieving little jerk. My roommate, Terry, found this old jar of medicinal cream in his attic. His granddad had made it back in the day. He tried it out and thought it didnt work, so he threw it away.
Of course it wouldnt work. If somebody made a cream that could make your penis bigger, they would be rich and guys would all have huge ones. Jen rolled her eyes again. Yeah how come a guy who invents this hides it? You would be rich! Chris thought. Maybe he didn't want all the competition?
However, Terrys dick grew overnight, though, and he realized that the cream really worked. His friend Bruce got his brother to replicate the formula, and Terry and Bruce both used it. Terry ended up with about a twelve inch cock, and he was smaller than me to start with, said Chris.
Whos this Terry? Do you have his number? asked Tasha. The three all glared at her. What? I mean, Chris is nice and all that, but right tool for the job and all that.
He has a girlfriend, Tasha. replied Chris.
As do you, Jen pointed out.
Yeah, but his girlfriend is totally annoying and an argumentative know-it-all. Not a cool, beautiful goddess like mine. Chris batted his eyes at Jen. She punched him in the arm. "Oww!"
Bruce used the cream, too, but overdosed on it and got a fourteen inch dick, said Chris, hastening back to the story.
Thats not much of an overdose, said Kimber. The two girls looked at her askance, and she added, defensively, I mean, in comparison. You were saying, Chris
Terrys sisters found out about the cream and mixed it with hand lotion to cut the dosage, and they both used it to get bigger breasts.
Hold up! You can use this cream to get big boobs, too? asked Tasha, a little too interested.
Can you use it to get taller? asked Kimber, hopefully.
I dont know. All I know is that it works on guys genitals and girls breasts. And butts, Chris added. Maybe just soft tissue. Id be scared to experiment with it on something else. What if you spread it on your legs to get taller and it just gave you really thick legs? I dont know if it works on muscles or bones.
It just works on boners, not bones! said Tasha with a laugh. Anyway, we know it works on boobs, right? Jen gave her a look. Not everybody is as lucky as you, Boobarella.
They arent that big! said Jen, defensively.
Well, then, you can use some cream, too. Well both be packing racks, then, said Tasha.
Chris was distracted by the thoughts of the slender Tasha with a big, fat set of breasts, and Jen with a huge, round pair of boobs.If only I dont think there was enough cream in that entire bottle for what Im thinking about. Jen poked him. Terry brought the growth cream mixed with hand lotion to school. His friend Greg is rooming with us, and he didnt believe Terry, because he knew Terry was tiny in high school. Terry told him all about it, and showed him the proof. Greg is even bigger than Terry, and he didnt even use the cream.
So, does Greg have a bitchy girlfriend, too? asked Tasha.
Hes gay, Tasha, Jen explained.
Damn it! Tasha punched the cushions. Would he like to come over and jerk off on camera, maybe?
Ahem! Jen cleared her throat, theatrically. Assuming that this story is true, which Im not, still doesnt explain how you got the cream, much less how you know so much about it.
Chris turned red. Monday night we went out drinking with Terrys new girlfriend and her friends. I had too much to drink, but Terry hooked up with her that night. When I woke up, somebody had gotten me back to the room and I was in bed. Greg and Terry were talking about his growth spurt. Terry told Greg the whole thing. He even showed him how big he had gotten. They both jerked off in the room together. They thought I was passed out.
Oh wow, thats so hot! said Kimber. The girls looked at her, amazed. I mean, two guys jerking off together, not Chris being passed out. The girls continued to stare at her. They are roommates and friends and they are comfortable sharing their sexuality with each other. Thats hot. Tasha and Jen looked at Kimber with skepticism. And its two guys with foot long dicks jerking off. You were saying, Chris?
I overheard Terry talking about the cream. I wasnt nearly as small as Terry had been before the cream, but my stupid step-brother Carl was pretty big, and he had always teased me about being small. It got around in high school, and pretty much everybody called me Spring Roll. Chris waited for the girls to laugh about that, but none of them did. They all seemed to be nodding, sympathetically. It was really tough being the guy with a tiny weiner in high school, even though I dont think I was all that small for my height. I mean, almost nobody even saw my dick, but everybody knew that it was tiny. A girl didnt even want to be hanging out with me, since she knew she would get teased about being with Spring Roll.
Awwww, Chris. Kimber had reached out from the recliner and was stroking his arm. Jen was stroking the other. They both looked at each other in surprise.
So you decided to max out the cream and become Cockzilla, destroyer of pants! Rrraaargh! finished Tasha, pumping her fists in triumph.
No! It wasnt like that at all. When the guys were in class, I found Terrys cream and put it on my dick. It made me get bigger, but just a little bit. I reapplied it, and it grew a little more. I wasnt trying to be huge like Bruce, or even as big as Terry. I just wanted to be a little large, maybe just a bit bigger than my stupid step-brother. I kept applying more cream until I got to about nine inches.
Thats still a nice size, offered Kimber. When Tasha and Jen glared at her, she cleared her throat. Ahem, I mean, its no twelve inches, but its nice Ill be quiet now.
Yeah, but I thought the growth cream worked instantly. I knew that the straight stuff worked overnight, but I thought the hand cream mix was done working. It wasnt. I just kept getting bigger and bigger. Chris indicated with his hands.
If you had asked Terry about his cream, then you would have known how it worked, Chris. If you hadnt stolen his stuff without asking, you wouldnt be so big, said Jen, reproachfully.
Yeah, but if I wasnt so big I wouldnt have met you. Kimber sighed dramatically, and poked Jen in the arm. I know that I stole the cream. I know that was a dick move. But seriously, what would you have done? Ive been teased about my tiny dick my whole life. I get to college where no one knows that Im tiny, and both of my roommates have foot long cocks. Suddenly Ive got a chance to be bigger down there. Chris gestured to the mammoth bulge at his groin. What if he had said no? What if it was my one and only chance to get a bigger dick and I miss it? What if I have one chance to feel normal and confident my entire life, and I blow it by asking permission? Would you have done that?
Jen looked at him a bit wistfully. So Greg wasnt really lying. You really did want to reinvent yourself in college. You didnt want to be the little guy who got picked on anymore. She leaned forward and hugged him.
Yeah, but I got screwed over for being a sneak thief instead, said Chris, glumly. I used waaay too much of the cream, and got freaking huge. When Terry and Greg got back, I had a boner that was over twenty inches, and I had used up almost all of Terrys cream. Terry was pretty pissed off, but they both got a good laugh at my expense.
Aw, sweetie pie, I dont think you used too much cream. Jen released her hug and patted him lightly on the crotch. I think you used just about the right amount. Hang on, did you say you were twenty inches?
Did you say that you didnt use up all of the cream? The get bigger boobs than Jens cream? asked Tasha.
I didnt, at first, Chris explained. After I used the cream, I was really hungry. I gulped down a ton of Chinese food with Terry and Greg. I dont guess that they noticed the skinny Asian kid was eating as much as the two big, muscular jocks. Greg helped me pick out some clothes at Target to disguise myself, but after we got back to our dorm room, I was so horny. I couldnt stop jerking off. My cock was so huge and hard, and as soon as I finished one off, I was totally raging for more. Finally, I gulped down some water and ordered pizza.
Thats where you came in! said Kimber excitedly, pointing at Jen.
Yeah, thats where she comes in. I thought that I was horny before. After seeing you in that tight shirt and those shorts, and you being so nice to me, my hard on was totally raging.
I was nice to you because I thought you were sweet! said Jen, defensively. Well, I thought that you were kind of cute, and I thought that you had been jerking off, which was kind of hot.
I had been jerking off! When you delivered the pizza, that was my fifth session of the night! Chris waved his hand for emphasis, then realized what he was doing. After I saw you, though, I was crazy horny. I immediately jerked off about another nine times! Then I ran out of lotion, and grabbed another bottle of hand lotion, and squirted it all over my dick.
Tasha interrupted. That was the rest of the growth cream! You put even more on your huge wang!
Yeah. I got it all over my dick, and I wasnt sure what would happen if I tried to just wipe it off. Maybe I would have gotten weird lumps or something. I scraped out all the rest of the cream and tried to spread it evenly all over my genitals. I was so horny that it seemed like a good idea at the time. Chris shrugged his shoulders.
At that point, it didnt seem like I was getting that much bigger. Maybe just a few inches. Anyhow, I was so freaking horny that I jerked off twenty four times that night! He rolled his eyes. Next day, however, I wake up totally dehydrated.
Im not surprised! Im surprised you didnt dry up and blow away. Ive seen your wet dreams first hand, sweetie, said Jen. Twenty four times? she thought. My sweetie can cum twenty four times in a row!?!
It wasnt just the session from the night before. All day I was starving hungry. I pigged out at breakfast, gorged myself at lunch, snacked all evening, and then ordered pizzas from you. I was still getting bigger and bigger. He held Jens hand. When I got over here that night, and said that I had never been as big as I was with you, it wasnt a line. I had never even seen myself that big and hard.
I just thought you were trying to be sweet. I mean, once youve hooked a girl, you dont have to be quite as nice to them, said Jen.
Are you kidding? Chris asked, astonished. Once a girl picks you, you have to be twice as nice to her, because she really likes you. Its super important to be nice then. Before that, its kind of a waste being extra nice, because she might not really like you, and youre just wasting your time.
Jen tilted her head. Chris, you didnt date much in high school, did you?.
No. I told you. Everybody knew I was tiny. Even girls that liked me didnt want to be the girl that was dating Spring Roll. I mean, Im not a virgin, but I didnt have a steady girlfriend.
Ooookay. Forget I asked. Jen patted him on the arm. Youre totally right. Its way more important to be nice to a girl once you are dating her. Way, way, way more important. I wish I had found someone who thought that a few boyfriends ago, mused Jen, regretfully.
So you believe me, right? Chris asked, hesitantly. I was never this big before, and its kind of overwhelming. I dont know if guys that are just large, like Terry, get really horny, but I get completely horny. I cant even dial it back down. I swear, its not because I dont like you, or anything, Jen. I just cant stop it once it starts.
Jen laughed and tousled his hair. I believe you, sweetie pie. If you could make up a story like that, theres no way that you would let yourself get caught with both of my roomies. Hung you might be, but slick you are not.
(Friday, Jen's apartment, about 5 pm)
Chris sighed. I guess I should tell her. Now shell think Im a thieving little jerk. My roommate, Terry, found this old jar of medicinal cream in his attic. His granddad had made it back in the day. He tried it out and thought it didnt work, so he threw it away.
Of course it wouldnt work. If somebody made a cream that could make your penis bigger, they would be rich and guys would all have huge ones. Jen rolled her eyes again. Yeah how come a guy who invents this hides it? You would be rich! Chris thought. Maybe he didn't want all the competition?
However, Terrys dick grew overnight, though, and he realized that the cream really worked. His friend Bruce got his brother to replicate the formula, and Terry and Bruce both used it. Terry ended up with about a twelve inch cock, and he was smaller than me to start with, said Chris.
Whos this Terry? Do you have his number? asked Tasha. The three all glared at her. What? I mean, Chris is nice and all that, but right tool for the job and all that.
He has a girlfriend, Tasha. replied Chris.
As do you, Jen pointed out.
Yeah, but his girlfriend is totally annoying and an argumentative know-it-all. Not a cool, beautiful goddess like mine. Chris batted his eyes at Jen. She punched him in the arm. "Oww!"
Bruce used the cream, too, but overdosed on it and got a fourteen inch dick, said Chris, hastening back to the story.
Thats not much of an overdose, said Kimber. The two girls looked at her askance, and she added, defensively, I mean, in comparison. You were saying, Chris
Terrys sisters found out about the cream and mixed it with hand lotion to cut the dosage, and they both used it to get bigger breasts.
Hold up! You can use this cream to get big boobs, too? asked Tasha, a little too interested.
Can you use it to get taller? asked Kimber, hopefully.
I dont know. All I know is that it works on guys genitals and girls breasts. And butts, Chris added. Maybe just soft tissue. Id be scared to experiment with it on something else. What if you spread it on your legs to get taller and it just gave you really thick legs? I dont know if it works on muscles or bones.
It just works on boners, not bones! said Tasha with a laugh. Anyway, we know it works on boobs, right? Jen gave her a look. Not everybody is as lucky as you, Boobarella.
They arent that big! said Jen, defensively.
Well, then, you can use some cream, too. Well both be packing racks, then, said Tasha.
Chris was distracted by the thoughts of the slender Tasha with a big, fat set of breasts, and Jen with a huge, round pair of boobs.If only I dont think there was enough cream in that entire bottle for what Im thinking about. Jen poked him. Terry brought the growth cream mixed with hand lotion to school. His friend Greg is rooming with us, and he didnt believe Terry, because he knew Terry was tiny in high school. Terry told him all about it, and showed him the proof. Greg is even bigger than Terry, and he didnt even use the cream.
So, does Greg have a bitchy girlfriend, too? asked Tasha.
Hes gay, Tasha, Jen explained.
Damn it! Tasha punched the cushions. Would he like to come over and jerk off on camera, maybe?
Ahem! Jen cleared her throat, theatrically. Assuming that this story is true, which Im not, still doesnt explain how you got the cream, much less how you know so much about it.
Chris turned red. Monday night we went out drinking with Terrys new girlfriend and her friends. I had too much to drink, but Terry hooked up with her that night. When I woke up, somebody had gotten me back to the room and I was in bed. Greg and Terry were talking about his growth spurt. Terry told Greg the whole thing. He even showed him how big he had gotten. They both jerked off in the room together. They thought I was passed out.
Oh wow, thats so hot! said Kimber. The girls looked at her, amazed. I mean, two guys jerking off together, not Chris being passed out. The girls continued to stare at her. They are roommates and friends and they are comfortable sharing their sexuality with each other. Thats hot. Tasha and Jen looked at Kimber with skepticism. And its two guys with foot long dicks jerking off. You were saying, Chris?
I overheard Terry talking about the cream. I wasnt nearly as small as Terry had been before the cream, but my stupid step-brother Carl was pretty big, and he had always teased me about being small. It got around in high school, and pretty much everybody called me Spring Roll. Chris waited for the girls to laugh about that, but none of them did. They all seemed to be nodding, sympathetically. It was really tough being the guy with a tiny weiner in high school, even though I dont think I was all that small for my height. I mean, almost nobody even saw my dick, but everybody knew that it was tiny. A girl didnt even want to be hanging out with me, since she knew she would get teased about being with Spring Roll.
Awwww, Chris. Kimber had reached out from the recliner and was stroking his arm. Jen was stroking the other. They both looked at each other in surprise.
So you decided to max out the cream and become Cockzilla, destroyer of pants! Rrraaargh! finished Tasha, pumping her fists in triumph.
No! It wasnt like that at all. When the guys were in class, I found Terrys cream and put it on my dick. It made me get bigger, but just a little bit. I reapplied it, and it grew a little more. I wasnt trying to be huge like Bruce, or even as big as Terry. I just wanted to be a little large, maybe just a bit bigger than my stupid step-brother. I kept applying more cream until I got to about nine inches.
Thats still a nice size, offered Kimber. When Tasha and Jen glared at her, she cleared her throat. Ahem, I mean, its no twelve inches, but its nice Ill be quiet now.
Yeah, but I thought the growth cream worked instantly. I knew that the straight stuff worked overnight, but I thought the hand cream mix was done working. It wasnt. I just kept getting bigger and bigger. Chris indicated with his hands.
If you had asked Terry about his cream, then you would have known how it worked, Chris. If you hadnt stolen his stuff without asking, you wouldnt be so big, said Jen, reproachfully.
Yeah, but if I wasnt so big I wouldnt have met you. Kimber sighed dramatically, and poked Jen in the arm. I know that I stole the cream. I know that was a dick move. But seriously, what would you have done? Ive been teased about my tiny dick my whole life. I get to college where no one knows that Im tiny, and both of my roommates have foot long cocks. Suddenly Ive got a chance to be bigger down there. Chris gestured to the mammoth bulge at his groin. What if he had said no? What if it was my one and only chance to get a bigger dick and I miss it? What if I have one chance to feel normal and confident my entire life, and I blow it by asking permission? Would you have done that?
Jen looked at him a bit wistfully. So Greg wasnt really lying. You really did want to reinvent yourself in college. You didnt want to be the little guy who got picked on anymore. She leaned forward and hugged him.
Yeah, but I got screwed over for being a sneak thief instead, said Chris, glumly. I used waaay too much of the cream, and got freaking huge. When Terry and Greg got back, I had a boner that was over twenty inches, and I had used up almost all of Terrys cream. Terry was pretty pissed off, but they both got a good laugh at my expense.
Aw, sweetie pie, I dont think you used too much cream. Jen released her hug and patted him lightly on the crotch. I think you used just about the right amount. Hang on, did you say you were twenty inches?
Did you say that you didnt use up all of the cream? The get bigger boobs than Jens cream? asked Tasha.
I didnt, at first, Chris explained. After I used the cream, I was really hungry. I gulped down a ton of Chinese food with Terry and Greg. I dont guess that they noticed the skinny Asian kid was eating as much as the two big, muscular jocks. Greg helped me pick out some clothes at Target to disguise myself, but after we got back to our dorm room, I was so horny. I couldnt stop jerking off. My cock was so huge and hard, and as soon as I finished one off, I was totally raging for more. Finally, I gulped down some water and ordered pizza.
Thats where you came in! said Kimber excitedly, pointing at Jen.
Yeah, thats where she comes in. I thought that I was horny before. After seeing you in that tight shirt and those shorts, and you being so nice to me, my hard on was totally raging.
I was nice to you because I thought you were sweet! said Jen, defensively. Well, I thought that you were kind of cute, and I thought that you had been jerking off, which was kind of hot.
I had been jerking off! When you delivered the pizza, that was my fifth session of the night! Chris waved his hand for emphasis, then realized what he was doing. After I saw you, though, I was crazy horny. I immediately jerked off about another nine times! Then I ran out of lotion, and grabbed another bottle of hand lotion, and squirted it all over my dick.
Tasha interrupted. That was the rest of the growth cream! You put even more on your huge wang!
Yeah. I got it all over my dick, and I wasnt sure what would happen if I tried to just wipe it off. Maybe I would have gotten weird lumps or something. I scraped out all the rest of the cream and tried to spread it evenly all over my genitals. I was so horny that it seemed like a good idea at the time. Chris shrugged his shoulders.
At that point, it didnt seem like I was getting that much bigger. Maybe just a few inches. Anyhow, I was so freaking horny that I jerked off twenty four times that night! He rolled his eyes. Next day, however, I wake up totally dehydrated.
Im not surprised! Im surprised you didnt dry up and blow away. Ive seen your wet dreams first hand, sweetie, said Jen. Twenty four times? she thought. My sweetie can cum twenty four times in a row!?!
It wasnt just the session from the night before. All day I was starving hungry. I pigged out at breakfast, gorged myself at lunch, snacked all evening, and then ordered pizzas from you. I was still getting bigger and bigger. He held Jens hand. When I got over here that night, and said that I had never been as big as I was with you, it wasnt a line. I had never even seen myself that big and hard.
I just thought you were trying to be sweet. I mean, once youve hooked a girl, you dont have to be quite as nice to them, said Jen.
Are you kidding? Chris asked, astonished. Once a girl picks you, you have to be twice as nice to her, because she really likes you. Its super important to be nice then. Before that, its kind of a waste being extra nice, because she might not really like you, and youre just wasting your time.
Jen tilted her head. Chris, you didnt date much in high school, did you?.
No. I told you. Everybody knew I was tiny. Even girls that liked me didnt want to be the girl that was dating Spring Roll. I mean, Im not a virgin, but I didnt have a steady girlfriend.
Ooookay. Forget I asked. Jen patted him on the arm. Youre totally right. Its way more important to be nice to a girl once you are dating her. Way, way, way more important. I wish I had found someone who thought that a few boyfriends ago, mused Jen, regretfully.
So you believe me, right? Chris asked, hesitantly. I was never this big before, and its kind of overwhelming. I dont know if guys that are just large, like Terry, get really horny, but I get completely horny. I cant even dial it back down. I swear, its not because I dont like you, or anything, Jen. I just cant stop it once it starts.
Jen laughed and tousled his hair. I believe you, sweetie pie. If you could make up a story like that, theres no way that you would let yourself get caught with both of my roomies. Hung you might be, but slick you are not.
(Friday night, Jen's apartment, a little before six)
“You ought to believe him. While he was telling that story, I looked up his high school. Check out the Science Club pictures.” Tasha showed them on her smart phone. “Geek alert! No giant wang spotted. Nice Babylon 5 shirt there, Chris.”
“Thanks! It was signed by—“
“I was being sarcastic,” said Tasha.
“Tasha! That’s mean,” Kimber admonished.
“That’s mean? They actually voted him Biggest Nerd. Who does that?” said Tasha.
“That’s not necessarily an insult,” clarified Chris, huffily.
“It is when second place has braces, tape on her glasses, an asthma inhaler AND a pocket protector, and is making that Spock finger gesture,” Tasha rejoined. “You won in a very competitive field.”
“Okay. I get it. I’m a nerd. I was a nerd in high school and I’m a nerd now.” Chris crossed his arms defensively.
“Yeah, but now,” said Tasha, snaking an arm past Jen to paw at Chris’s crotch, “you’re a nerd with the biggest bulge on the planet. Rrrrrow!”
“Tasha!” said Jen.
“What?” Tasha drew her hand back with an injured look on her face. “Chris just got a giant dick, and he can’t control it. I just discovered his giant wang, so why should I be able to control myself? That’s not fair.”
“It’s attached to Chris, dummy,” sighed Kimber.
“If I could figure out how to manage it, I’d be attached to it right now, Short Round.” Tasha leered.
“Well, I’m pretty attached to you already.” Jen climbed into Chris’s lap. She straddled his massive package and gently lowered herself, her weight putting a comfortable pressure on his prick and balls. Chris could feel his massive shaft rachet upwards in size just a little more. Jen leaned forward and gave him a long, passionate kiss. “We’ll just have to figure out how to manage your endowments, and your appetites.” Chris wrapped his arms around her slim waist and kissed her again. He could feel the blood surging to his cock even faster. After the kiss was finished, Jen licked her lips and looked at Kimber and Tasha. “Fortunately, I think that my roommates are willing to help.”
She climbed off Chris’s bulge, his semi-erect dick visibly tenting his pants. Both Tasha and Kimber stared at her in amazement. “What? It’s not like one girl can handle that thing by herself.” Jen rubbed her stomach. “I was so full today I skipped breakfast, and lunch! And that was with both of you helping.”
Kimber looked hungrily at the bloated balls and massive shaft stretching out Chris’s pants. “I’m not sure the three of us can handle that.” Ooh! I’ve got a short list of candidates, thought Chris. Persephone, and Callie and Lissa, and Barbie, and Tracy…Maybe I should keep those in my head for right now.
“However,” Jen added, “that doesn’t give you two carte blanche.” She pointed at Kimber. “No secret rendevous. No hidden love notes. No ‘girl talk’ about Chris with other girls. None of this Harlequin romance hysterics and drama. Got it?” Kimber nodded anxiously. Jen wheeled towards Tasha. “No posting of video of Chris without my approval. No more secret cameras in my room. No other boys over for sex. Capisce?”
Tasha thought about it for a moment, then nodded. “It’s not like any other guy is gonna get the view counts that Chris will, anyway.” She thought about what Jen had said. “You said ‘no posting’ of Chris videos, not ‘no taking of Chris videos’. Does that mean…”
Jen shook her head in exasperation. “Do you think I could stop you from shooting them?”
“Probably not. You also said ‘no secret cameras' in your room. Does that mean that normal cameras are okay?”, Tasha asked, hopefully.
“Mmmmmaybe.” Jen bit her lip. “I have to see what that first video looked like first.”
“It would look a lot better with the good camera. It shoots in HD, and it has a zoom. Plus, I could adjust the lighting.” Tasha was quite animated. “Lemme cue up the first one on the TV.”
“Tasha!” Jen planted a hand on her roommate’s chest and pushed her back into the couch. “I’ve got to get ready for work. I have to be there in less than 30 minutes. This will have to wait.”
“And you,” Jen said, rounding on Chris. “I have got to be able to trust you, Chris. I understand that this is a big change for you, and it’s gotta be really hard suddenly being ten times bigger than you were before.” Seven times, thought Chris. I’m only seven times longer. I wasn’t that small. “I believe you that the sensations are overwhelming, but you are going to have to learn some control, sweetie. Here’s what I want you to do. Do you think you can go without having sex until I get back from my shift? I’ll be back a little after 1 am. That’s only seven hours, Chris. Do you think you can try to control yourself that long?”
Chris pointed to the massive slab of meat stretching out his pants. “Jen, I’m already kind of hard. I’m probably over twenty two inches right now. You were kissing me and sitting in my lap and… Seven whole hours?” Chris whined. “I don’t know if I can wait that longggg.”
Jen patted him on the head again. “Sweetie pie, I bet you went seven months in high school without sex.”
“Yeah, without sex with a girl, maybe, but…”
“Chris.” Jen grabbed his chin and held his gaze to hers. “Do your best. I think that you can do it, even with Tasha and Kimber right here in their skimpy little shorts.” She smiled at him. “You’re going to have to learn to resist the urges, or you’ll just spend your entire college career eating pizza and jerking off.” I bet someone delivers something other than pizza, thought Chris. “You have to start somewhere. Just try to wait until I get back. I’ll make it worth the wait…” she teased.
Chris nodded to Jen. “I have to get changed and go. Later, sweetie.” Jen bounced out of the room. “Didya want me to bring back pizza as usual, girls?”
“Well, yeah!” shouted Tasha. “Make sure to bring enough for us and the walking sperm donor!”
“Tasha!” shouted Kimber.
After Jen had left, Chris was still sitting on the couch with Tasha. Kimber was sitting in the recliner. Chris’s gargantual balls were stretching his pants irreconcilably out of shape, and a thick, almost two foot long semi-hard dick was throbbing in his pants. “Sooooo. What do you girls normally do on Friday night?” he asked.
“Well, Jen always brings back pizza when she gets off shift, but that won’t be until later. We usually have a light dinner first, then we might play video games or watch a movie,” said Kimber. She got up and headed into the kitchen.
“Sandwiches are right out,” said Tasha.
“Hey, I’m sorry. I was hungry,” said Chris.
“Oh, Chris. It’s okay. We still have stuff to eat in here. Tasha, what if I make us an omelet?”, asked Kimber. We’ve got those croissants and jam, too.”
“That sounds good,” said Chris. He cupped his bloated nuts experimentally. “I think I’ve still got some more room.”
“Do we have enough for us and Chris?” shouted Tasha. “His balls aren’t quite gigantic enough yet!”
“Uh, I can make one for us and one for him, I guess. Will a nine egg omelet be big enough, Chris?” asked Kimber, hesitantly.
“Yes! That would be fine, Kimber.” Chris scowled at Tasha. “I’m not doing this on purpose, you know. I’m not trying to eat everything. I just got too big. I wasn’t trying to use up the last of the cream, either. Sometimes things just happen.”
“Chill out, Chris.” Tasha scooted over closer to him. “I have no problem with your huge manhood. In fact, I’m quite happy that you want to keep it as big as possible all the time. That’s pretty awesome.”
“I’m not trying to be as big as possible, Tasha. When I cum, it comes out of my balls. When I cum a lot, they aren’t full.”
“Duh. Like every other guy on the planet.” Tasha made a dumb face. “You’re the only guy I know who is insistent on getting back up to full capacity as soon as possible. Most guys seem to like not being ready to pop at any minute. Jerking off takes the edge off, you know. For someone who is having trouble keeping his boner under control, you sure want to be loaded for bear all the time.”
I hadn’t thought about it that way. “Maybe I shouldn’t have that omelet, after all,” mused Chris.
“Shut up! Not only has Kimber already started cooking, I have no problems with your lack of restraint. Jen might want you to cool it a little bit, but I’m quite happy having your gigantic wang doing all the thinking.” Tasha patted Chris’s prick gently and watched approvingly as it swelled a little larger. He grabbed her hand and put it on the cushion. “Why are you so worked up about the cream, anyway, Chris?”
“Hello? I used it all up, Tasha. Terry can’t use any more of it if he wanted to. He can’t use it on Crissy to give her boobs. She might be less annoying if she at least had boobs. He had cream that makes dicks and boobs grow and I used it all. He hates me!”
“Hey, I don’t have big boobs,” said Tasha, the hurt evident in her voice.
“Oh, Tasha, I didn’t mean it like that. First, you have way more boobs than Crissy. Second, your breasts are really pretty. They looked fantastic when you showed them to me. I really liked them. Plus, you are so tall and slender and sexy. I mean, you look like a supermodel. Crissy looks like a snaggletoothed smart-alecky know-it-all.” Chris made a disgusted face.
“Her name is really Crissy?”, asked Tasha. “That’s gotta be awkward.”
“I know. That’s why I asked Kimber to stop calling me Chrissy-poo. I didn’t want to think of her. Ugh!”
“No, I meant awkward for Terry. He’s boning this girl named Crissy, and his super-hung, super cute, Twink roommate is called Chris.” She got a faraway look in her eyes. “I wonder if he ever thinks about you when he’s doing her?”
“Uh, I don’t think so. Greg is gay, not Terry.” Is Terry so mean because he’s hiding a crush on me?
“Yeah, but didn’t you say that Terry and Greg both jerked off together? Sounds like he’s maybe a little bi-curious to me.”
“Hey, they both watched me jerk off when I wasn’t even this big, too! Greg jerked off with me, but Terry was doing it too! He just hid it under a pillow.” Maybe she’s right. Maybe both of them are totally gay for me and my huge cock!
“What? They both watched you jerk off? Why didn’t you tell us that earlier? That’s so hot!” Tasha grabbed him by the wrists. “Do you think they would re-enact that scene on camera? Two foot long hunks and a three foot long Asian? It would take down the entire internet!”
“I’m not three feet long, Tasha. There wasn’t that much cream. Thirty inches was plenty.”
“Would you have been three feet long if there was enough cream? Thirty six whole inches long?”, she asked, breathlessly.
“I didn’t realize it was the growth cream! I would have squirted whatever was in the bottle. Who knows how big I would be if there had been a little more in there?”
“I still don’t see why you are making such a big deal out of using it up, though. Kimber’s using up all the eggs. It doesn’t mean we can’t have any more omelets. We just go buy more eggs and follow the recipe. Terry’s friend has the formula, right?” Tasha shrugged. “So what’s the problem?”
Chris grabbed Tasha, pulled her close, and kissed her. “Tasha! You’re a genius.”
“And beatiful, and talented, and modest. Get some of that growth cream and I’ll have big boobs, too.” Tasha kissed him back, urgently.
Chris struggled to push her back off. He could feel his dick swelling even larger in his pants. Focus! I might not make seven hours, but I gotta make one! “All I have to do is buy the supplies for Terry and his friend Bruce can get some more made. He won’t have any reason to be mad at me any longer, because he’ll have more of the cream. I can get some for you too, Tasha.”
“Can I have some, too, Chris?” asked Kimber plaintively. “I want to have big breasts like Jen and Tasha so you’ll still like me.”
“Kimber!” Chris struggled to his feet and waddled across the floor, barely able to walk with the massive growing erection in his pants. “I like you! I like you now! I like your breasts right now! You can have as much as you want! If all three of you want to get gigantic breasts, I’m okay with that.” He hugged her and sniffed. “Hey, is the food done? That smells good!”
The omelet was delicious. Tasha and Kimber shared a three egg omelet and each had a croissant with jam. Chris gulped down a gigantic nine egg omelet, loaded with tons of cheese and about a pound of sausage. He also polished off the other six croissants and all of the jam and jelly in the fridge. The three of them just stood around in the kitchen eating, but by the time he had finished gorging himself, Chris’s tummy was full again, and his colossal nutsack was getting even heavier. Maybe I don’t need to be this full, but it really feels good. I feel like I could cum for hours! Chris’s semi-erection hadn’t subsided a bit, and was pushing hard against his sheer pants. He was at least twenty four inches long, and his fat shaft was between four and five inches across. His thick salami bobbed up and down in his pants as he talked with Tasha and Kimber, as his massive balls swung heavily below it.
Chris rubbed his bulging belly. “Oh, Kimber! That was so good. If I had known you were such a good cook, I wouldn’t have eaten so much at the donut shop and the pizza joint. I would have saved space for more of your cooking. I think I need to sit down.” Chris waddled back to the living room and carefully lowered himself into the recliner. The mammoth weight of his cock and balls was pulling his pants down even lower, and he had to hold the waistband up with one hand to make it there. He had to straddle the recliner and carefully lower his bloated nutsack down first, spreading his legs wide to avoid pinching himself. He tried to get comfortable inconspicuously, but finally gave up and grabbed his massive package with both hands, rearranging himself as both girls watched. It’s not like they haven’t seen it already.
“Oh, Chris, that’s so nice of you. I’m glad you didn’t though. I think I would have had to go shopping if you wanted much more. You have a really healthy appetite.” Kimber beamed.
“I don’t know about healthy,” said Tasha, dubiously. “He was eating at a Dunkin Donuts, then scarfed down two whole pizzas before we could get there. Then an entire loaf of bread worth of sandwiches, and now nine eggs, all of our cheese, a pound of sausage, and almost two jars of jam.” She straddled Chris and ran her hands over his chest. “I’m not complaining. It’s all going to the right spot, as far as I’m concerned, but a health nut our boy is not.” She looked back at Kimber mischeviously. “Maybe he needs a little workout?”
“You ought to believe him. While he was telling that story, I looked up his high school. Check out the Science Club pictures.” Tasha showed them on her smart phone. “Geek alert! No giant wang spotted. Nice Babylon 5 shirt there, Chris.”
“Thanks! It was signed by—“
“I was being sarcastic,” said Tasha.
“Tasha! That’s mean,” Kimber admonished.
“That’s mean? They actually voted him Biggest Nerd. Who does that?” said Tasha.
“That’s not necessarily an insult,” clarified Chris, huffily.
“It is when second place has braces, tape on her glasses, an asthma inhaler AND a pocket protector, and is making that Spock finger gesture,” Tasha rejoined. “You won in a very competitive field.”
“Okay. I get it. I’m a nerd. I was a nerd in high school and I’m a nerd now.” Chris crossed his arms defensively.
“Yeah, but now,” said Tasha, snaking an arm past Jen to paw at Chris’s crotch, “you’re a nerd with the biggest bulge on the planet. Rrrrrow!”
“Tasha!” said Jen.
“What?” Tasha drew her hand back with an injured look on her face. “Chris just got a giant dick, and he can’t control it. I just discovered his giant wang, so why should I be able to control myself? That’s not fair.”
“It’s attached to Chris, dummy,” sighed Kimber.
“If I could figure out how to manage it, I’d be attached to it right now, Short Round.” Tasha leered.
“Well, I’m pretty attached to you already.” Jen climbed into Chris’s lap. She straddled his massive package and gently lowered herself, her weight putting a comfortable pressure on his prick and balls. Chris could feel his massive shaft rachet upwards in size just a little more. Jen leaned forward and gave him a long, passionate kiss. “We’ll just have to figure out how to manage your endowments, and your appetites.” Chris wrapped his arms around her slim waist and kissed her again. He could feel the blood surging to his cock even faster. After the kiss was finished, Jen licked her lips and looked at Kimber and Tasha. “Fortunately, I think that my roommates are willing to help.”
She climbed off Chris’s bulge, his semi-erect dick visibly tenting his pants. Both Tasha and Kimber stared at her in amazement. “What? It’s not like one girl can handle that thing by herself.” Jen rubbed her stomach. “I was so full today I skipped breakfast, and lunch! And that was with both of you helping.”
Kimber looked hungrily at the bloated balls and massive shaft stretching out Chris’s pants. “I’m not sure the three of us can handle that.” Ooh! I’ve got a short list of candidates, thought Chris. Persephone, and Callie and Lissa, and Barbie, and Tracy…Maybe I should keep those in my head for right now.
“However,” Jen added, “that doesn’t give you two carte blanche.” She pointed at Kimber. “No secret rendevous. No hidden love notes. No ‘girl talk’ about Chris with other girls. None of this Harlequin romance hysterics and drama. Got it?” Kimber nodded anxiously. Jen wheeled towards Tasha. “No posting of video of Chris without my approval. No more secret cameras in my room. No other boys over for sex. Capisce?”
Tasha thought about it for a moment, then nodded. “It’s not like any other guy is gonna get the view counts that Chris will, anyway.” She thought about what Jen had said. “You said ‘no posting’ of Chris videos, not ‘no taking of Chris videos’. Does that mean…”
Jen shook her head in exasperation. “Do you think I could stop you from shooting them?”
“Probably not. You also said ‘no secret cameras' in your room. Does that mean that normal cameras are okay?”, Tasha asked, hopefully.
“Mmmmmaybe.” Jen bit her lip. “I have to see what that first video looked like first.”
“It would look a lot better with the good camera. It shoots in HD, and it has a zoom. Plus, I could adjust the lighting.” Tasha was quite animated. “Lemme cue up the first one on the TV.”
“Tasha!” Jen planted a hand on her roommate’s chest and pushed her back into the couch. “I’ve got to get ready for work. I have to be there in less than 30 minutes. This will have to wait.”
“And you,” Jen said, rounding on Chris. “I have got to be able to trust you, Chris. I understand that this is a big change for you, and it’s gotta be really hard suddenly being ten times bigger than you were before.” Seven times, thought Chris. I’m only seven times longer. I wasn’t that small. “I believe you that the sensations are overwhelming, but you are going to have to learn some control, sweetie. Here’s what I want you to do. Do you think you can go without having sex until I get back from my shift? I’ll be back a little after 1 am. That’s only seven hours, Chris. Do you think you can try to control yourself that long?”
Chris pointed to the massive slab of meat stretching out his pants. “Jen, I’m already kind of hard. I’m probably over twenty two inches right now. You were kissing me and sitting in my lap and… Seven whole hours?” Chris whined. “I don’t know if I can wait that longggg.”
Jen patted him on the head again. “Sweetie pie, I bet you went seven months in high school without sex.”
“Yeah, without sex with a girl, maybe, but…”
“Chris.” Jen grabbed his chin and held his gaze to hers. “Do your best. I think that you can do it, even with Tasha and Kimber right here in their skimpy little shorts.” She smiled at him. “You’re going to have to learn to resist the urges, or you’ll just spend your entire college career eating pizza and jerking off.” I bet someone delivers something other than pizza, thought Chris. “You have to start somewhere. Just try to wait until I get back. I’ll make it worth the wait…” she teased.
Chris nodded to Jen. “I have to get changed and go. Later, sweetie.” Jen bounced out of the room. “Didya want me to bring back pizza as usual, girls?”
“Well, yeah!” shouted Tasha. “Make sure to bring enough for us and the walking sperm donor!”
“Tasha!” shouted Kimber.
After Jen had left, Chris was still sitting on the couch with Tasha. Kimber was sitting in the recliner. Chris’s gargantual balls were stretching his pants irreconcilably out of shape, and a thick, almost two foot long semi-hard dick was throbbing in his pants. “Sooooo. What do you girls normally do on Friday night?” he asked.
“Well, Jen always brings back pizza when she gets off shift, but that won’t be until later. We usually have a light dinner first, then we might play video games or watch a movie,” said Kimber. She got up and headed into the kitchen.
“Sandwiches are right out,” said Tasha.
“Hey, I’m sorry. I was hungry,” said Chris.
“Oh, Chris. It’s okay. We still have stuff to eat in here. Tasha, what if I make us an omelet?”, asked Kimber. We’ve got those croissants and jam, too.”
“That sounds good,” said Chris. He cupped his bloated nuts experimentally. “I think I’ve still got some more room.”
“Do we have enough for us and Chris?” shouted Tasha. “His balls aren’t quite gigantic enough yet!”
“Uh, I can make one for us and one for him, I guess. Will a nine egg omelet be big enough, Chris?” asked Kimber, hesitantly.
“Yes! That would be fine, Kimber.” Chris scowled at Tasha. “I’m not doing this on purpose, you know. I’m not trying to eat everything. I just got too big. I wasn’t trying to use up the last of the cream, either. Sometimes things just happen.”
“Chill out, Chris.” Tasha scooted over closer to him. “I have no problem with your huge manhood. In fact, I’m quite happy that you want to keep it as big as possible all the time. That’s pretty awesome.”
“I’m not trying to be as big as possible, Tasha. When I cum, it comes out of my balls. When I cum a lot, they aren’t full.”
“Duh. Like every other guy on the planet.” Tasha made a dumb face. “You’re the only guy I know who is insistent on getting back up to full capacity as soon as possible. Most guys seem to like not being ready to pop at any minute. Jerking off takes the edge off, you know. For someone who is having trouble keeping his boner under control, you sure want to be loaded for bear all the time.”
I hadn’t thought about it that way. “Maybe I shouldn’t have that omelet, after all,” mused Chris.
“Shut up! Not only has Kimber already started cooking, I have no problems with your lack of restraint. Jen might want you to cool it a little bit, but I’m quite happy having your gigantic wang doing all the thinking.” Tasha patted Chris’s prick gently and watched approvingly as it swelled a little larger. He grabbed her hand and put it on the cushion. “Why are you so worked up about the cream, anyway, Chris?”
“Hello? I used it all up, Tasha. Terry can’t use any more of it if he wanted to. He can’t use it on Crissy to give her boobs. She might be less annoying if she at least had boobs. He had cream that makes dicks and boobs grow and I used it all. He hates me!”
“Hey, I don’t have big boobs,” said Tasha, the hurt evident in her voice.
“Oh, Tasha, I didn’t mean it like that. First, you have way more boobs than Crissy. Second, your breasts are really pretty. They looked fantastic when you showed them to me. I really liked them. Plus, you are so tall and slender and sexy. I mean, you look like a supermodel. Crissy looks like a snaggletoothed smart-alecky know-it-all.” Chris made a disgusted face.
“Her name is really Crissy?”, asked Tasha. “That’s gotta be awkward.”
“I know. That’s why I asked Kimber to stop calling me Chrissy-poo. I didn’t want to think of her. Ugh!”
“No, I meant awkward for Terry. He’s boning this girl named Crissy, and his super-hung, super cute, Twink roommate is called Chris.” She got a faraway look in her eyes. “I wonder if he ever thinks about you when he’s doing her?”
“Uh, I don’t think so. Greg is gay, not Terry.” Is Terry so mean because he’s hiding a crush on me?
“Yeah, but didn’t you say that Terry and Greg both jerked off together? Sounds like he’s maybe a little bi-curious to me.”
“Hey, they both watched me jerk off when I wasn’t even this big, too! Greg jerked off with me, but Terry was doing it too! He just hid it under a pillow.” Maybe she’s right. Maybe both of them are totally gay for me and my huge cock!
“What? They both watched you jerk off? Why didn’t you tell us that earlier? That’s so hot!” Tasha grabbed him by the wrists. “Do you think they would re-enact that scene on camera? Two foot long hunks and a three foot long Asian? It would take down the entire internet!”
“I’m not three feet long, Tasha. There wasn’t that much cream. Thirty inches was plenty.”
“Would you have been three feet long if there was enough cream? Thirty six whole inches long?”, she asked, breathlessly.
“I didn’t realize it was the growth cream! I would have squirted whatever was in the bottle. Who knows how big I would be if there had been a little more in there?”
“I still don’t see why you are making such a big deal out of using it up, though. Kimber’s using up all the eggs. It doesn’t mean we can’t have any more omelets. We just go buy more eggs and follow the recipe. Terry’s friend has the formula, right?” Tasha shrugged. “So what’s the problem?”
Chris grabbed Tasha, pulled her close, and kissed her. “Tasha! You’re a genius.”
“And beatiful, and talented, and modest. Get some of that growth cream and I’ll have big boobs, too.” Tasha kissed him back, urgently.
Chris struggled to push her back off. He could feel his dick swelling even larger in his pants. Focus! I might not make seven hours, but I gotta make one! “All I have to do is buy the supplies for Terry and his friend Bruce can get some more made. He won’t have any reason to be mad at me any longer, because he’ll have more of the cream. I can get some for you too, Tasha.”
“Can I have some, too, Chris?” asked Kimber plaintively. “I want to have big breasts like Jen and Tasha so you’ll still like me.”
“Kimber!” Chris struggled to his feet and waddled across the floor, barely able to walk with the massive growing erection in his pants. “I like you! I like you now! I like your breasts right now! You can have as much as you want! If all three of you want to get gigantic breasts, I’m okay with that.” He hugged her and sniffed. “Hey, is the food done? That smells good!”
The omelet was delicious. Tasha and Kimber shared a three egg omelet and each had a croissant with jam. Chris gulped down a gigantic nine egg omelet, loaded with tons of cheese and about a pound of sausage. He also polished off the other six croissants and all of the jam and jelly in the fridge. The three of them just stood around in the kitchen eating, but by the time he had finished gorging himself, Chris’s tummy was full again, and his colossal nutsack was getting even heavier. Maybe I don’t need to be this full, but it really feels good. I feel like I could cum for hours! Chris’s semi-erection hadn’t subsided a bit, and was pushing hard against his sheer pants. He was at least twenty four inches long, and his fat shaft was between four and five inches across. His thick salami bobbed up and down in his pants as he talked with Tasha and Kimber, as his massive balls swung heavily below it.
Chris rubbed his bulging belly. “Oh, Kimber! That was so good. If I had known you were such a good cook, I wouldn’t have eaten so much at the donut shop and the pizza joint. I would have saved space for more of your cooking. I think I need to sit down.” Chris waddled back to the living room and carefully lowered himself into the recliner. The mammoth weight of his cock and balls was pulling his pants down even lower, and he had to hold the waistband up with one hand to make it there. He had to straddle the recliner and carefully lower his bloated nutsack down first, spreading his legs wide to avoid pinching himself. He tried to get comfortable inconspicuously, but finally gave up and grabbed his massive package with both hands, rearranging himself as both girls watched. It’s not like they haven’t seen it already.
“Oh, Chris, that’s so nice of you. I’m glad you didn’t though. I think I would have had to go shopping if you wanted much more. You have a really healthy appetite.” Kimber beamed.
“I don’t know about healthy,” said Tasha, dubiously. “He was eating at a Dunkin Donuts, then scarfed down two whole pizzas before we could get there. Then an entire loaf of bread worth of sandwiches, and now nine eggs, all of our cheese, a pound of sausage, and almost two jars of jam.” She straddled Chris and ran her hands over his chest. “I’m not complaining. It’s all going to the right spot, as far as I’m concerned, but a health nut our boy is not.” She looked back at Kimber mischeviously. “Maybe he needs a little workout?”
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