Some glory hole somewhere

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  1. Moez???

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    I really enjoyed writing this story, and like a lot of my other stories, I hit a brick wall and have no idea where to go with it. I know I have that other story that I didn't finish, but we'll see if this one inspires me a bit more to finish it.

    Anyway, a story about an extremely intelligent, female and her wild friend who convinced her to "examine" and magical glory hole that alters the size of those who use it.

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    "Apparently, the guy they have lined up for you is one of the best."

    "I...I really am unsure of this. There are many factors to worry about. What if I happen to aquire...er...catch a venereal disease?"

    "Trust me on this one, okay? I made sure the guy is clean. It's gonna be an experience you'll never forgot. Remember, this isn't just some glory hole."

    "I am still uncertain about this whole ordeal. Forgive me for sounding skeptical, even in the face of such...evidence."

    "What?" Sometimes I forget that Lynn is not a bright girl. She has her traits and flaws, like anyone else. She tends to live on the wild side, while I'm the opposite. I worried constantly about her regardless. Her constant years of hedonism will catch up with her, and I intended to prevent such a fate for my childhood friend. I was unable to convince her to reflect on herself... at least until recent events. I vowed that I would get out more and have more fun, if she would simply pick up a book, and cease her horrible trait of "gold digging".

    I never bothered to repeat myself, or dumb down my words. She always required constant explanations, and I encouraged her to critically think about things on her own. If I repeated myself, she would never learn. A pretentious mindset, I agree, but this is a stance that must be taken with her. "Observing the effects of this glory hole on you has me curious. This defies all modern science, and I find it hard to believe that no one has even attempted to study it's effects." I said, looking around at the consumers of this trendy establishment. "I'm curious as to the rules, I would not want to cause unwanted attention to myself, or cause a Faux pas..."

    "What?" Lynn said again.

    "Tell me any rules please." I said, slightly frustrated. I didn't like this scene. The club scene. A scene where people indulge in their most basic urges, without any deep or meaningful thought. I despised these people.

    "Well, you just go in, and you wait. A guy will come and put his foot under the stall. Put your foot under as well. He'll stick his cock through, and you go to town." Lynn said, bluntly, to the extent where I worried that this was something she did often. I convinced myself it was because of her simplicity.

    "How much will I be altered?" I asked, shocked by a gorgeous women striding past me, easily 80 centimeters taller than I.

    "Well, they told me that was based of two things. How big the guy is, and how much you hold back your urges or something."

    "So how does it effect males then?"

    "That depends on how big the girl is."

    "So what if two average or petite adults are in the stalls?"

    "Oh, no, at least one of them has to have already been changed."

    "Then how has this whole...miracle begun? The first person must have already been altered."

    "I dunno." Lynn said. "Why does it matter? Let's just go in there, and make you huge."

    Me and Lynn slowly made our way to this magic glory hole. My curious nature forced me to observe those around me. They ranged from Lynn's height, up to what I estimated was 250 centimeters. A height that was previously only reserved for a handful of humans with growth disorders, was now attained by 60% of the people in this room. I felt like a child, at my 165 centimeter stature. Not a single being was shorter than 190 centimeters in height. I deduced this, because Lynn's current height was 190 centimeters, and she had the smallest stature here.

    "Hey Lynn! Bringing a new one?" I heard female call out.

    "Rachel!" Lynn shouted, and hugged her friend. A friend that stood above the other females here. "Rachel, this is Tiffany."

    "Nice to meet you...wait a second. I remember you. Tifa, right?" Rachel asked. My face twisted into a confused look. How did she remember my nickname from High school? It hit me suddenly, like a hundred bats held by a bunch of giants at a magical night club. This was Rachel Rodgers, the stuck up cheerleader in high school. Her jealousy of me caused her to attempt to harass me constantly. Our high school was massive, housing 2,000 students, so avoiding such a foul person was easy.

    "That was my nickname in high school, yes." I said, recalling the origin of the name. My appearance resembles that of the character from my favorite video game while I was in high school. This, though, was almost 5 years ago.

    The reason that Rachel targeted me was my breast size. In high school, my bosom swelled into an F cup. This happened in my sophomore year, when Rachel gained her popularity because of her DD breasts being the largest of our class. When I surpassed her, she felt spite toward me. I immediately grew defensive facing her, especially at her now massive size.

    "Oh my God! I can't believe I still remember you! How are you!" She said, bending down, and giving me a hug. I was shocked. For a number of reasons. I am not a social person. Hugs surprise me. Hugs from former enemies surprise me. Hugs from a 256 cm tall amazon women with breasts so massive that they almost caused me to fall to the ground...shocked me.

    "I've been doing well." I said, trying to stay civil.

    "Tiffany here just got her masters degree, and her book was published by...some...medical journal in England." Lynn attempted to explain.

    "Really!? Wow, we always knew you'd end up rich." Rachel said. "By the way, sorry about anything that happened in high school."

    I paused. "Don't mention it." I cared so little about those events, that I did not even want to seem like I cared about her apology.

    "I will admit, I never thought I'd see you at a place like this."

    "Well, after seeing Lynn her going from 149 centimeters to her current height, I was too curious to ignore it." I explained, and hoped Lynn would keep her mouth shut.

    "Nuh uh! That's not the only thing! Tiffany here is still a virgin, Rachel!" Lynn said.

    I felt my face turn red, and looked down. "Shut up!" Rachel said.

    "Seriously! She's scared of guys. She made a promise to do something like this. She's just lucky that it deals with making her grow too!"

    I was annoyed, and Rachel sensed it, and tried to avoid the topic. But Lynn didn't notice, and continued, before I cut her off. "So Rachel, how tall are you now?"

    "8 feet, 5 inches." She said, proudly. "I've been the biggest one here ever since. But if Tifa here really is a virgin, she might just pass me."

    "256 centimeters." I said, trying to mask that I was shocked with statement about my virginity. I hadn't thought about that. I was a very introverted, sheltered girl, extremely scared of my sexuality, and it's effect on other people. Extremely scared of rejection, of intimacy, of commitment. If what Lynn said was true, then I'd have to hope the guy I got was on the smaller end of these giant.

    "Yeah, forgot to warn you Rach, Tiffany here only talks in the Canadian system." Lynn said, and giggled a bit.

    "Metric." I said. "That is an impressive height. I examined Rachel and Lynn, and the other females. Their bodies seemed to be varied, there was no pattern. From what I could remember, it was just an amplification. Rachel was always fit, and that was reflected, with her toned body, and the fact that her large chest was amplified. Lynn's body amplified in the same way, she remained thin and in shape, except her breasts and height were amplified.

    Lynn paused, and smiled. "Okay!" She said, agreeing with me. "Not everyone gets as lucky as you Rach." Lynn said.

    "Yeah, you're right. The chances of her getting The Gump is low. He might not even be here."

    "The Gump?" I asked.
     
  2. Moez???

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    "Yeah, see, there is a guy that frequents here, and the glory hole. Some guys are legends, because of their size and such. There are nicknames for those guys." I was slightly intrigued at this point.

    Lynn continued. "I got Dork. He's not as long as some of the other legends, but he's thick. His dick looks like a whale. I don't get why they call him a dork though."

    I smirked at Lynn's inability to comprehend the term, and Rachel continued. "There is also Limp Jim, who's penis is so heavy that even fully erect, it hangs down like it's flaccid. Or Roids man, who's penis is thick and veiny, it looks like it's on steroids. Or the darkness, who is the biggest black penis to poke through that hole."

    "That's a bit racist..." I mumbled, but neither girl heard me.

    Lynn jumped in again. "But Rachel got lucky, and got the biggest penis here. Even those other legends are blown out of the water by The Gump."

    "Yeah, it was insane. The story is that he was the original, so he got the most. But no one has been able to find out who he is. They say that before he was changed, he was a skinny, tall-for-nothing gump. Then he found the glory hole, and it made him a super being." Rachel explained.

    "I heard that he could make a girl orgasm with an upper back rub." Lynn said, and smiled, daydreaming.

    "He was so fucking huge. Seriously, it was unlike anything I have ever seen before, and afterwards." Rachel explained.

    "I heard he's grown since then too Rach." Lynn said.

    "God I would love to see again." Rachel said, with a hint of daydream in her eye.

    I began to wonder, if this so called gump was as big as these girls say, wouldn't he just end up being the biggest and tallest guy here? If that was true, I wondered how he has managed to hide his identity for such a long period of time. He must be perceptive and smart. Why would an intelligent man frequent such a place?

    "How was it that Lynn's growth was subpar in relation to the rest of you?" I asked.

    "Probably because Lynn is a whore." Rachel joked.

    "Hey!" Lynn said.

    As interesting as this conversation was, I felt the need to get this whole ordeal over with, head back home, and continue my study of the events taken place here. My intellectual curiosity led me here, and I wanted to make sure it was appeased. "Lynn, we should get this going."

    "Oh, ok. Well, see you in a bit Rachel, I'll let you know how it went!" Lynn said.

    "Yeah, no problem, good luck Tifa, it was nice seeing you again." She said, with a wave.

    We both made our way toward the back, to the door of the entrance to the glory hole. It was festive, decorated, advertised. "Okay, so after you finish, you go out that door." Lynn said, pointing to a door with the exit sign on it. It was an extremely big door, that I did not think I would be able to open with my own strength. "On the otherside, there will be a van. The van will drop you off wherever you ask it."

    "What about clothes? I may outgrow them." I asked.

    "Exactly, no one will see you in the van, not even the driver. I'll help you buy new clothes after." Lynn said, about to walk away. "Oh, yeah, and make sure you don't try to figure out who the guy is. They'll...well..." Lynn paused. "I love you, I don't want to see anything happen to you, so just don't try to see the guy, okay?"

    My curiosity was sparked again. "Why? What could possibly happen?"

    "I've seen girls disappear Tiffany. Please. Just don't."

    Lynn looked genuinely concerned, and I had another reason to worry about this. I hoped that the fear would not add to my reluctance to go through with this, thus making me even larger. "Alright."

    "Promise?" Lynn asked.

    "I promise."

    "Okay then, good luck, see you soon!" Lynn said, and made her way to the dance floor.

    I stood in the room, facing the door to a stall, meant for a restroom. This room wasn't a restroom. It was a room, built around this glory hole. I tried to figure out it's history. Was the hole always here, and this whole establishment built around it? Was the hole added by someone who knows how to alter mass, and then stumbled upon by a bunch of self involved club go-ers? Was I a hypocrite, standing at this door, looking in? Or was it just my insatiable curiosity?

    The curiosity that got me a masters degree only 5 years out of high school. That had me graduation high school a year early. That led me to learn 14 languages. That has made me so scared of the world because of all the negative things I've learned.

    This was something more. I was done. My fear of falling into a world of excess ends now. I could live in moderation. I am logical. I do not have a faith. But faith interests me. The internal reflections, the want to better one's self, to help the community, and humanity. These simple concepts, corrupted, twisted, altered. I was not falling down that path. This was something to have fun. To change. I would be bigger, and a new person. I will still persue my academics, but entertainment as well. I am a human being. I am not superior to these people. They live the life they chose. I opened the stall.

    Instead of a toilet, there was a chair. A simple, wooden chair. I sat, and waited.

    I stared into the hole from my angel. I was disgusted by it's presence. It was about 8 centimeters in diameter. Big enough for any penis to easily fit into. The stall had writing all over the walls. crude pictures of nude females and male organs. Numbers, names, and descriptions of specific sex acts were written too. There were a few amusing and clever jokes, mocking some of the other people. I felt like I had to make my mark. I took out my keys, and etched into the wall the Greek letter Lambda. I felt proud, being the first entity to place a "nerdy" meme in this place.

    On the other side of the stall, I heard a stirring. I wasn't even sure if I heard the door on the other side open. But I saw a shadow, and movement through the hole. My heart rate increased dramatically, as I saw his foot come under the stall. I reacted instantly (and nervously), putting my foot under too. Our feet rested beside each other for a few moments, my eyes bulged at the size of his foot alone.

    His foot retreated, and suddenly, the head of his penis poked through. He was white...or at least light skinned, and circumcised. I watched as his penis jiggled, and made it's way through. I realized his penis was so big, that he had to feed it though.

    Eventually, the whole thing was in, resting on the bottom of the hole, hanging down at least 25 centimeters. Was this Limp Jim that Rachel referenced earlier? I just stared, in awe of this massive member.

    "You gonna take care of that baby?" I heard a deep voice on the other side ask.

    I refused to answer him. There was just silence for a few moments. I was curious as to how long he would wait. I eventually heard him puff slightly in frustration. I panicked, and grabbed it. It was warm...and real...and soft. He wasn't even erect yet.

    I slowly moved my hands up and down the shaft. I was not even attempting to stimulate him, I was examining it. This, the first penis I had ever seen in person, I had ever touched. I was accidently stimulating him, as his penis began to erect and swell. I was amazed. All the videos and pornography in the world didn't prepare me for this. I was entranced, I wanted to learn everything about this thing. This thickening, lengthening, swelling organ.

    I shifted my bra a bit, and attempted to pick the wedgie my panties suddenly created. I continued to examine, as the massive penis continued to grow, longer and longer, thicker and thicker. I felt his pulse in his semi-erect state, and it only grew stronger as his penis swelled.

    I backed away from it, watching it continue to swell and grow. It wouldn't stop. I continued to enlarge and thicken. It continued to pulse with power. I admired the symbolism of such a giant representation of the male form.
     
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    it's thickness filled the hole, and bulged around it. I felt a draft begin to hit my thighs as my skirt began to ride up. My bra was already growing tight. I didn't think it would happen this quickly. My heart was racing. The changes were already happening. I wanted to just run. Out of this stall, out of this place. The fear caused my form to gain mass at a faster rate. I took a deep breath, and stared in awe as the massive creature before me. It looked almost 40 centimeters long, and around 25 centimeters around. I began to wonder how this man even manages intercourse...or any other type of stimulated.

    I stared as my thoughts went through my mind. My shirt and skirt continued to grow tighter around my body. My high heels began to cause pain as they tightened around my feet. I was scared. Frightened. I know how repressed my sexuality is, and I knew my fear was amplifying the growth as well. I am probably the most sexually repressed person to ever enter this place. And here I was, facing the biggest penis in humanity. I realized that I would end up bigger than anyone had ever gotten here. I began to hesitate once again. My "flight" instinct screamed at my mind and body to flee. I didn't know what would happen. What if whatever was happening to me got worse, or kills me, or deforms me. I didn't know anything about this, so any other option would be a great risk with a great unknown. "Babe. Let's do this." I heard him say on the other side.

    I grabbed it. My hand couldn't even wrap around it. Holding his massive penis, I never felt more feminine. It awakened something in me. An appreciation for the male gender, that I despised for most of my life. I still hated this foul being. I still hated the people here. These sex crazed simpletons. I would not become one of them. After this, I would get into a meaningful relationship. This femininity that I'm feeling will be amplified, by a meaningful person, in a meaningful situation. But right now, I wanted to feel as feminine as possible. I grabbed it with my other hand, and began to stroke his penis.

    I was startled by the sound of my earrings hitting the ground. I smirked, thinking about how those earrings were the first casualty that my outfit would endure. I took another deep breath, and went back to work.

    I stroked softly, but there was so much surface area to cover. I look around the stall, hoping to find something to lubricate this giant monstrosity. I spit on it. This was insulting to the man, but I didn't care. I spit again, using my hands to move it around his penis head, and down the shaft. I spit a few more times.

    I felt a coldness on my midsection, and glanced down. My torso was becoming more and more exposed. The alliance of my lengthening torso and swelling breasts causing my shirt to cover less and less of my body. I felt a rush, and my heart was racing. Was this fear? No, I was beginning to enjoy this. Was this vanity? No, I know how attractive I was previously, and I didn't need this. It was...the power.

    I began to work up more saliva in my mouth. I began to lick his shaft, slobbering onto it like a disgusting animal. This barely worked, and was not enough for such a massive object. I was getting frustrated. I questioned why anyone would even want a phallus of this size. Average seemed to be completely sufficient. I looked down at my body, growing bigger. Part of me understood, as I began to appreciate how big I was becoming myself. I began to realize why someone would want size just for the sake of size.

    But huge was something you appreciate. Something you look over in awe. Like the world's largest muffin or something. Chances are, most of it's gonna rot, and be thrown away.

    My bra is incredibly, and painfully, tight. I shift my body, trying to encourage it to shred my clothes off my body, so I could enjoy this growth without the painful fight my outfit was putting up.

    Suddenly, I saw pre-cum begin to flow from the tip of his penis. It flowed out rhythmically, constant, yet in waves. I used it quickly, rubbing it around wherever my hands travels. His cock somehow grew even more erect. I looked at it, examined it. I realized he couldn't take it out. The penis on this side had grown so thick, that it bulged out of the glory hole. It didn't even look like it bothered him. If anything, it looked...and sounded like, he was stressing the wooden hole more than the hole was stressing the penis. Somehow, this beast was causing the glory hole to deform with it's mass and strength. My appreciation for this monstrosity grew even more. I also wondered if this would have any effect on the...magical situation at hand.

    I heard a tear in my clothes, and felt the draft on my right arm pit. The sleeve ripped under my arm pit. I turned to look at it, and it caused my skirt to rip right along the seem on the right side. I looked at my body, and almost gasped at big I was getting. The smirk, though, never left my face.

    I stroked the giant penis up and down, with both hands. As each stroke passed, I realized my hands were getting bigger and bigger, covering more and more area. I pushed my body against it, the pre cum continued to trickle, getting on the front of my twisted and deformed shirt.

    My growth had sped up as I became more and more comfortable with what was happening. I was uncomfortable in my own clothes, but my inquisitive nature wouldn't allow me to stop "examining" the massive genital before me. I glanced down at my breasts, which were bulging out, not only from the top of my bra, but the sides and bottom as well. I pulled my shoulders back and took a deep breath, snapping my bra. My breasts were freed from the confines of their prison, and now ironically held the bra in place between them and my extremely tight (and shredding) shirt.

    I wanted to see this penis orgasm. I had to. "Rub yours ass on my dick, baby." He grunted on the other side. Fuck him. I would do this the way I wanted. I continued to ignore him. He barked other seemingly random orders, and I rubbed him the way I wanted to. He seemed to grow frustrated when I didn't listen to him, but he never attempted to leave.

    My shirt burst, my breasts literally leaped up and forward before falling down and swinging. My bra fell to the ground. I looked down at it, amazed by the distance it traveled to the ground. I was continually amazed by the ground moving farther and farther away from my perspective. I glanced up, seeing that my head was slowly creeping over the top of the stall, a feat previously undone in this club. I was already taller than anyone here, and I was still enlarging. I almost laughed, thinking of how I could becoming the biggest person in history. At this point, I wanted more than anything to continue growing.

    I remembered my friend's warning though, and began to slouch. I did not want to raise attention.

    I turned around, and maneuvered the giant blunt object toward my labia. I slowly worked it in, surprised that I had grown so large, that I was able to fit even the head in. I was a virgin up to this point, but that doesn't mean I didn't prepare. I made sure I would be able to have sex tonight.

    Every thrust I made, moving my hips up, then down, slightly further each time. I reached my hands out and used them to stabilize myself, placing them on the other side of the stall. I was bent over slightly, moving up and down his shaft, as I grew.

    My hands were fully extended, my elbows locked at first. I had to bend my elbows, as my face grew close to the wall. I continued to pump furiously. This feeling was amazing. My whole body rocked with orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. My breasts began to touch the far wall. Then my face. I had to keep adjusting myself, as I grew larger and larger. After having orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.

    He finally exploded as well. I felt him burst inside of me. There was so much semen it began to poured out of my vagina, as I pulled out, and turned toward it. It continued to shoot, load after load after load. I had stood straight up. The hole, which use to be the same height as my bellybutton, was now below my knees. I was massive, and his penis continued to shoot, projectile semen hitting my lower stomach, waist, and thighs.

    I continued to grow as he continued to unload. I continued to attempt to crouch down, to keep my head from being exposed. I looked at my now nude body, and was amazed by it's dimensions. I was actually giggling to myself. I was happy. Happy that I was incredibly massive and powerful. Happy that I didn't become less intelligent (If anything, I felt more focused and perceptive than I had ever been). My breasts, as big as they were before, were now absolutely massive. The had to be more than 100 cm across. Even with the utter mass they now possessed, they still seemed untouched by gravity. I rubbed my hands along the sides of my body, feeling the incredible hourglass I now possessed. My waist seemed to have barely changed, but my hips were incredible.

    I looked down at the massive penis. I paused for a few moments, wondering what would happen. I saw it wiggle a bit, and then I heard the guy grunt as he tugged at it, still fully erect and bulging around the hole. I heard him tug twice, and on the third, his penis went through, back into the hole, with such force that the hole was shattered, pulling splinters of wood backwards into his stall. My eyes bulged and I gasped in fear. This was all unknown to me, and I was still incredibly frightened. I waited for a few moments. Then peaked over over the stall.

    Something was going on. It was because he broke the glory hole. There was a panic. I ducked back down, and looked around. I needed to get out of here. I quickly opened my stall, and looked around. The room was empty, but there was a camera pointed at the door. Deep inside I continued praying to no one, hoping the camera didn't catch me peaking over the stall.

    I began to make my way to the now tiny door.
     
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    wow it's amazing!!!

    Please continue!!!
     
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    Great, original, captivating!
     
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    I really enjoy this one too.

    What else do people think?
     
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    Man, this story is sooooo great. Everything bout it except maybe it could use a little more setup and context. The descriptions are spot on and it doesn't hurt that I have a female growth fetish. I don't really think the story needs too much more, I mean you could just leave it where it is and it would be great. If you continued it though, I would definitely read more and be interested to see where you take it. Could be great to hear more about our protagonist and her adventures with her newfound size and appreciation of size. Also, what happens to the Gump? Additionally, I would encourage you to post this on the mg-sg pbwiki site (google it) which is a great repository of female mini-giantess/growth stories.
     
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    Moez??? Active Member

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    well, I was trying to keep specifics out purposely, to keep it short.

    I really liked it, and wanted to continue it, but I think as a short story, it should end here. I don't know lol
     
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    yeah really, it's whatever. We know you're good, so just keep writing.

    word.
     
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    moez your stuff is really well written and the stories certainly tick my boxes. in all honesty ive loved all 3 stories i rememberyou posting.

    if i was being purely selfish about this story you have given us for free, i'd ask for a couple of paragraphs post growth where she goes back into the club and her friends see how big she's gotten and perhaps compare themselves to her.
     
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    A prologue is a great idea. I'll brainstorm a bit, and conclude it :D
     
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    I think, that a final chapter where we know how thew history ends (with the other club members look at her and compare the weight ans breats) it's gonna be fine.

    Maybe some paragraphs, just to know how big she ends =D
     
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