It was a split second decision when Sarah Taylors agreed to a threesome with her roommate, and her new boyfriend, Liam Rights.
For as long as Sarah could remember, she wanted to lose her virginity one way or another. She wasn't exactly the outgoing type, that gorgeous model that can just stop traffic with her looks like Amber. Instead she was just that short, dark-haired mouse that couldn't even get noticed by a camera. The plain jane that always had her upturned nose burrowed into her layers and layers of textbooks and novels. The bland wallflower that would never be in the same league of any of the handsome men that she tends to fantasize about.
So when her college roommate, Amber Harrington invited her over to her new boyfriend's house for a threesome, Sarah couldn't help but to agree.
Upon arriving at his house, Amber's boyfriend, Liam supplied them this yellow wine that tasted as sweet as honeyed tea. They all drank, but Sarah was the one that drank the most. She drank until she was lost in a haze of bliss.
It seemed that after her fifth sip, Sarah found Liam standing close enough for her to breathe in his scent. His arms wrap around my back and in one gentle pull our skin touches. She felt his large hand in her hair and pulled her in a tight embrace, how she loved the softness, watching it tumble as he released it. Then his hand moves down my cheekbones to her lips. That's when the kissing starts and they started to move like partners in a dance that is written in their DNA. Our bodies fit together as if they were made just for this, to fall into one another, to feel this natural rhythm. With a laugh he lifts her right off her feet, carrying her toward the bed, letting her fall with a soft bounce on the mattress. Then he's all business, undoing her jeans, tearing them off, kissing from her toes upward, slowly, his hands rubbing on her legs, always just a little higher than the kisses. Sarah felt her back arch in anticipation, knowing where his fingers will soon reach despite it being her first time. Her head rocks back against the pillow as he does, the first moan escaping her lips.
Every kiss Liam delivered had a raw intensity, leaving Sarah breathing fast, heart rates faster. She felt his hand enter from below moving fast, our tongues entwined in a kiss, and then he's was inside her, changing my breathing with every thrust, hearing her moans timed to his body. Then all at once he stopped and kissed from my breasts to my stomach, his hands light; then he's licking and using his fingers all at once, watching her reaction, feeling how her long legs move, watching her body writhe. Sarah could hear his velvety voice telling her that she's going to make her beg for it and all Sarah could do was just let out a moan, unable to articulate a response. In seconds he's on her again, fucking her harder, just long enough to intoxicate her mind before stopping again...
As Liam thrashed inside of her, A strange paroxysm of pain took over him. The curse was acting up again. His vision blurred with dancing colors. His entire body started to tingle. His stomach felt queasy. He shut his eyes, trying to force the strange feeling away. But the tingling grew stronger as he felt his body trembling. He heard a shrill whistling sound in his ears. His muscles started to ache. He could feel the blood throbbing at his temples. His body is still in motion as it ravages in this strange sensation.
For a moment, Liam believed that his Father's supposed energy beverage he gifted him was finally working.
Oh, God. It was too much. Something is wrong. Something is terribly wrong.
He had to blink rapidly in order to clear his vision to see that rising before him was a moaning Sarah. She looked entirely..different now. The boring, but cute shy girl that his girlfriend agreeed to let him screw with, was different. Her size, her height. The petite girl he once effortlessly towered over was now taller…no…larger…almost gigantic.
I've shrunk… Liam thought as he glided through the air, small as a pea. Even in his tiny state, he could see Sarah's drunken bewildered face as a result of this revelation. He had particularly disappeared from sight. In a haste, she propped herself up slightly on her back. Her mouth dropped open and Liam passed through the pearly gate into the dark moist hell that awaited him. The teeth were smooth statues that towered above him, making the mouth look more like ancient ruins than attached to a living being. As soon as he passed the teeth, his world darkened, the light from outside of the lips not reaching far enough into the cave and they were rapidly closing, further darkening Liam's surroundings until he could only see the spots swirling in his vision, trying to comprehend the pure blackness surrounding him.
For a brief moment, everything was still. It was the calm before the storm as the base beneath Liam began to moisten and crumble slightly. Not enough for him to fight free, but enough for him to notice and regain some movement in his arms. Then, the tongue beneath Liam bucked, slamming him and his ride into the roof of the mouth. The saliva that was left behind smears Liam to the roof, sticking him there briefly before he falls back down by the force of gravity slamming him back down.
"No!" Liam had no time to regain his bearings as her's tongue began to move. Shifting and fluctuating in her mouth, as if to examine the foreign object in her domain, pushing him deeper into her drool-filled mouth.
All of Liam's bravado….all of his planning of a happy ending was all stopped still in an instant. The boy barely staved off panic, hoping that Sarah would spit him out. She had to spit him out…
Liam's tiny heart beat a mile a minute. He was rapidly losing faith in the idea thatSarahwould spit him out. All semblance of composure fled him as her enormous tongue pushed him over to the side of her mouth. Massive, intimidating white molars loomed just above his fragile little body – poised to strike at any instant. He plunged into icy terror and screamed.
"N- no! I'm in he- he- here! P- p- pleas-" . He would be just one chew away from churning away in the belly of Sarah, destined for digestion into goop deep inside her. He screwed his eyes shut, ready to accept his fate... before a miracle happened.
"Uh…Liam…" The thunderous voice of Sarah exploded in Liam's eardrums. Shivering in pure pain, he felt himself being pushed, but it wasn't into a set of hard molars. Instead, he was rolling back to the center of the tongue. He could have sobbed with relief but the feeling was short-lived. The enormous, soaking slide underneath him was tipping upward. His heart dropped into his stomach.
Liam unleashed the loudest cries for help that he could muster, muffled as the waterfalls of drools from the ceiling of her mouth. Still, he struggled fiercely. The boy screamed until his throat was raw and dry with the strain. He was crying now but his tears were just as soon swept away in the torrent of Sarah's spit. It was then that Liam heard something. His mind raced in a million directions but seemed to go nowhere. Breaking through the pandemonium of his terror came the most dreaded sound he could have imagined. The man went still with fear as it throbbed in his ears and sent his entire world crashing.
"GLUP!"
Sarah woke up, feeling pain all over her body. She tried to move, but failed. It took several attempts before she could finally feel her fingers respond to her command, then slowly the rest of her body followed. She carefully sat up wary of her weakness, then looked around: She was in what looked like a large bedroom with a naked Amber lying next to her.
"Oh, you're awake. Finally." Amber's high-pitched voice echoed throughout the room.
Sarah turned around and saw Amber on her left. She tried to speak, but nothing came out.
"Give it time, you drank a lot. You passed out during it."
Sarah tried again "… I. .?"
"Don't worry, you're fine, don't worry." Amber said, then added with a sweeter tone "But I'm glad to see you awake, next time don't drink like that.."
"...I… where… where am I?" Sarah finally managed to make a coherent sentence.
Amber flicked her shiny blonde hair out of her sparkling blue eyes. "Liam's summer villa, remember?"
Suddenly Sarah froze up. A shiver traversing her. A sensation of pressure against her skin. Then nothing.
"You all right?" asked Amber, worried.
"I think so. I felt really weird for a second there."
"I mean that's what happens when you do it the first time." Amber said softly.
Sarah shook her head. "No, no. Something else…"
Amber tilted her head to the side, her blue eyes slanted. "What do you mean? Did Liam do something…?"
"N—" Sarah felt something building inside her before fading away. The sudden sensation stole Sarah's attention so much that she wasn't even paying attention to Amber's rambling.
"I figured that Liam would last a bit longer, not sure what kind of wine he got. He said he got it from his Dad's cellar. He's down there right now, looking for some more. I don't know why he's so obsessed with that, that shit was clearly old, because it tasted so fucking bitter and gross. I couldn't even swallow it. Liam got so pissed when I threw it away, you should have seen his face. I knew I should have brought my own wine and…."
Sarah was not listening as the feeling of unease and pressure came back, ten times more powerful. She was sure she was about to die, or explode.
It built and built, rising high to the peak.
Then it became a pleasure. Intense pleasure. Enough to make her moan.
"Are you sure you are all right?" said Amber, coming near her. Then she gasped loudly, wide eyed.
Sarah looked to see that she was taller than 5'8 Amber. She was taller than just seconds before and had inches on her petite body.
Amber leapt back. "What the hell?"
Sarah was about to reply, when she felt another wave incoming. She mentally prepared herself, but this time it was even stronger. She could clearly feel the almost painful build-up in pressure, and the sweet pleasant release. She could not help but moan again, with her eyes closed.
When she opened her eyes, Amber was at eye level with her belly button, wide-eyed and frozen in shock.
Sarah's body stood naked, in the rush of pleasure she did not even realize she shredded her underwear and bra.
"Don't look!" Sarah said, embarrassed, as she covered her nudity with her hands.
"I…I don't….understand…" Amber clutched her head, then staggered away. "How are you so…big?"
"I don't know!" Sarah shrieked, already feeling pressure building up inside her again. "Oh god! Not again."
She stumbled down, her mind too occupied to process this new overwhelming sensation rather than bringing her to safety outside. Her body grew, stretching out against the walls and the high ceiling.
Amber began to scream for Liam as shetried to stagger out of the room but to no avail.
At this point Sarah barely fit within the room and was basically blocking the entrance while on her knees. Sarah's pleasure was quickly replaced by fear. Will she be crushed by her own growing body?
Will she die under the building as it collapses against her?
Sarah's heart thundered in her chest so loud that she swore it would burst out of her large chest. "Get out! GET OUT! NOW! I can't stop GROWING!"
Amber pressed her back against the wall, visibly trying to look brave and calm. "Calm down, just calm down. Let's try to go outside."
Upon hearing that Sarah looked at the opposite side of the room that led to the backyard, then at Amber in front of her and nodded. A spark of hope in her eyes. She forced her body to move, the walls grating against her skin. Slowly, she dislodged herself and made it to the entrance. As she reached the wooden backdoor, she felt the pressure build up beginning again.
No…
"Oh damn." She gritted her teeth and pushed through the entrance. With barely enough space to maneuver, she had to slowly inch her way out, limb by limb. It wasn't as fast as before but it felt powerful, like nothing or no one could stop her. The room was growing smaller all around her as she felt the roof now press against her back. The roof bent and warped against her unstoppable body as if it were nothing. *CRASH* The roof and walls gave way, like paper, to the increasingly growing woman.
The pressure reached her peak when she had only her leg inside. Before she could move, the rush of pleasure began, immobilizing her in terrible bliss. By this point, her moans were so loud, she was attracting the attention of all the servants in the villa, who rushed to see what was happening.
Finally the growth stopped again. Her foot, however, was left stuck inside.
She pulled, trying to get herself free. Without much effort she tore the wall apart, freeing her foot and shaking the entire structure.
Sarah stood up. Her jaw dropped. She was immense! Easily 50 feet tall. She looked down at the scared squad of staff members and Amber, her mind racing to find a logical explanation for what was happening.
Sarah could not believe it! How did that happen? She lifted one foot to take a step forward, placing it not too far from Amber. It was big enough to cover her entirely.
She looked around. The majestic villa was barely as tall as her hips, it looked so fragile from up there. The servants from its balconies looked at her in awe. Suddenly she was again aware of her nudity. She covered herself, embarrassed, and knelt down.
"What is happening to me?" Sarah asked, panic rising in her chest.
And then the pressure came back.
"No, no, no. Not again!" Sarah wailed, as she stepped over the crowd in front of her and rushed towards the fields surrounding the villa. This time the build-up did not last long, it was fast and powerful, even painful. And then the rush of pleasure began.
She crumbled on the ground, again. Her fall caused a quake in the surrounding area, enough to be felt by the still stunned witnesses at the villa.
She grew. And grew. And grew.
And the pleasure was so great, she could not stop herself from moaning openly in front of her audience. Her powerful moans make the tiny people around her tremble in confusion and fear. Her rhythmic rubbing of her womanhood sent tremors into the ground.
A good full minute afterwards, the growth finally stopped. And now she was truly gigantic.
She saw the city; gray and blue buildings were nothing more than bustling legos. She looked at the villa, the tiny people there looked like barely 2 inches tall specks, just tiny specks, maybe even less. Now the villa barely reached her knee. The trees nearby were not fearing much better, most of them did not even clear her hips.
If before she was scared, now she is getting terrified. What if her growth does not stop? It did not give any sign of slowing down, if anything it was getting more and more intense. What would she do? What would she eat? Would she be able to see Liam? Would he want to see her?
She skipped a heartbeat. That thought truly terrified her.
Then pressure came back.
But this time in her stomach. All the abdominal flexing and splashing was freeing up the excess air bubbles within her. All those extra bits of air during her panic and the heavy amount of wine she consumed were banding together... and they wanted out. Before she was quite ready for it her mouth opened and she unleashed a powerful belch.
"UUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP!"
The entire world around seemed to shake, buildings wobbled and cracked, the skies seemed to vibrate. The entire world seemed to held captive from her powerful belch.
Horrified by all happening around her humongous body, Sarah hopelessly gazed up at the blue sky. So beautiful. So shiny and clear. She stared up at the sky—and gasped when she suddenly realized she wasn't on her knees. She was lying on her back.
And she woke in her own bed, ignoring the knocking and offers of Liam and Amber behind the door.
