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Chapter Two
🕑 Added 2018-01-21 23:02:42 +0000 UTC CHAPTER TWO – A Day OffThe rattle of a phone vibrating against a bedside table seemed to resonate oddly loudly from the next room, as Neena’s eyes flickered in response. With a gasp, she bolted upright to a seated position, sweat coursing down her brow, skin stinging as she peeled away from the tile of the bathroom floor.
Wha…what’s going on? Neena reeled, shuddering, running her fingers through her long tresses, pulling them out of her face and tucking them behind her ears. She recoiled at the sensation, feeling how matted together her hair felt, crusty and sticky. Ugh, what IS that? she sneered as she rubbed her fingers together, trying to rid them of the unpleasant texture. As she placed her palms on the floor, knees on the ground, and pulled herself into a standing position, she inhaled sharply, eyes bulging, as she suddenly felt the sensation of Rick’s huge member swing loosely between her thighs, and a tight pinch as her giant testicles were pinched between her taught thighs – the events of the previous night came rushing back in a torrent.
“Oh no!” she cried out to herself as the fat member swung, and slapped against the floor as she felt weak in the knees and collapsed for a moment. She quickly reached between her legs to assure herself what she was feeling was not a figment of what she believed was her newly overactive imagination.
Her phone buzzed again, and she realized it was her alarm going off previously. Stumbling to her feet, her eyes began to focus, and Neena gaped in horror at the state of her bathroom. The mirror was covered in a few long streaks, with an alarming amount of small, gooey puddles pooling on the countertop and coating the sink. Neena felt sick, and almost wretched at the sight, until she noticed her own reflection beyond the remnants of what she’d done the previous night. The bathroom was pungent, her toes curling back in response to the sticky sensation from now standing on the mess she’d made on the bathmat. She might’ve gotten sick from the scent and the unpleasant feeling beneath her feet, but as her phone continued to vibrate in the bedroom, she couldn’t help but keep her line of sight from drifting away from the mess to its cause.
As she stood, nearly doubled over the sink, in front of the filthy mirror, her eyes drifted down to the huge, meaty shaft dangling between her legs. What preoccupied her more than anything else was the weight of it, as if it was exerting a constant tug downward. It’s so heavy... Neena noted as her hands drifted down along her taught stomach to grasp the first few inches of Rick’s massive penis. With both of her tiny hands wrapped around the shaft, she gave it a shake, and shuddered as the length below her hands quivered and pulsed. She moaned as it thickened slightly at her touch. Her eyes drifted closed as she let this new form of rapture wash over her, but her phone rattled again, pulling her out of her reverie and back to reality.
“This is a nightmare! What time is it?” Neena scrambled into the bedroom. Morning had already arrived, and the bedroom was no longer wreathed in the darkness she’d fumbled through the night before. She rushed to her bedside, and her heart plummeted nto her stomach.
It wasn’t her alarm she’d missed, but three calls from the office. It was already twenty past nine, and Neena was most decidedly late for the first time since she’d begun her job. She scrambled to return the call.
“Hello, this is Neena,” she croaked, mortified at her current situation.
“Hi Neena, this is Judy calling,” Neena breathed a small sigh of relief. Judy was one of the admin staff, a middle-aged mother of three sons, and she had the patience to show for it.
“Oh, Judy. I’m sorry I missed your calls. I’m feeling very out of sorts. I went out last night – might be food poisoning.”
“Aw, sorry to hear that, sweetpea,” Judy crooned into the phone. “It might be something else going around. Rick called in sick this morning, too. You rest up and see a doctor tomorrow if you’re not feeling better. You’re not going to miss much without Rick around to sign off on things anyway.”
Rick is out? Is this for real? I must still be dreaming, Neena thought, glancing toward the closet, which immediately reminded her of the cause of all her unease. “Um, yes, I think you’re right, Judy. Thanks for understanding. I think I need to get back to bed.”
“Sure thing, Neena. Get well soon!” Judy disconnected, and Neena immediately sprawled out on the bed, her mind racing over what to do next. Rick’s huge dong was enormously distracting, however, and the sensation of it draping down over her heavy scrotum to brush against soft, knit sheets proved too much to ignore. What am I going to do with this? she thought, reaching for the thick base emerging at her pubic bone. She lifted it, not without effort, as she awkwardly fumbled with her new set of testicles. She realized with relief the rest of her equipment was still intact as her fingers grazed her labia, which was wetter than she’d realized.
I wonder… Neena began to squeeze the shaft as blood started rushing faster to fill the already sizeable flaccid member. She grasped it halfway up the shaft, and turned the head of her newly stolen penis back toward her body. She inhaled sharply as she attempted to stuff the thick head of Rick’s penis into herself, now dripping wet in anticipation. Even with her mounting arousal, she was still too tight to accept the broad, bulbous tip of her own new appendage. She pushed again, but winced in pain as the tip began to stretch her beyond her limit.
I was right to be scared every time I saw that big fat bulge… Neena conceded, exhaling as she straightened out the shaft …Rick would’ve ripped me in half if I’d ever let him near me. I wonder just how big it can possibly get? Neena rolled toward her bedside table, pulling a small sewing kit out of the second drawer. Within, she found what she was after – a measuring tape. She unfurled it quickly, anxious to get a look at the true size of her new asset, which throbbed and grew with each pounding beat of her heart.
Neena firmly held the tape to the base of her shaft with her thumb and pulled it up over the tip of her cock. NO WAY! Her mouth fell open in awe as she realized what she was now endowed with – nearly ten inches long. Upon seeing this, Neena felt it throb and bulge further, scraping past the ten inch mark. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing, and the heat and pressure between her legs was growing with every heartbeat. She quickly wrapped the measuring tape around Rick’s cock, and as she tightened the band, a few pearly drops emerged from the tip. She was quickly able to determine the shaft was at least eight inches around. For a quick comparison, she unwrapped the tape and positioned it around her wrist – just over five inches around. Her new appendage was at least as big as her forearm, and Neena could hardly believe it.
Her eyes widened as she felt the veins bulging along the shaft. She repositioned her forearm, gripped the base with both hands, hard, and with substantial effort from, pushed upward toward her dripping tip, forcing more blood in, thickening and hardening the veins as more pre-cum oozed from her huge knob. Her eyes bulged at the site of the massive, meaty pole. Neena’s mouth hung open, and she began to feel a bit lightheaded, transfixed by the sight as maybe a little too much blood diverted from her head toward her disproportionately large appendage. She couldn’t think of anything but the tense, throbbing tower of flesh emerging from between her narrow hips.
As fluid continued to steadily stream from the tip, Neena could no longer withhold herself from wondering what it might taste like. Her mouth still hanging open, she stretched forward and aimed the shaft toward her tongue. As the first drop touched her tongue, she was amazed. Wow, it’s so gooey and sweet… she thought back to the few times Denny had convinced her to eat one of his loads, and she remembered it being much saltier, but this… it was delicious.
She leaned farther forward and felt the huge head of Rick’s…No, it’s mine. This big, veiny monster cock is mine now, Neena realized, as the stick flesh pressed against her eager lips. She had to stretch her mouth open wide to fit the entire tip in her mouth. Oh my, it’s like trying to swallow a doorknob, she thought as she strained to push the tip down her throat and swallow more shaft. But, even after a few minutes of effort, she was still only able to fit the first three inches or so into her mouth. She began gleefully stroking the remaining seven inches tightly with both hands, finding a rhythm that left her ecstatic. Eyes rolling back in her head, dizzy from lack of oxygen, Neena had never felt so enraptured in her life. She kept tugging long and hard, pulling more and more blood into the swelling head of her massive penis, which she’d pressed against the back of her throat.
Then she felt it – welling in the base of the bulbous balls hanging between her legs, currently obscuring her most feminine attributes, Neena had only felt it the night before for the first time, but she knew what was coming. She felt the clench of muscles deep at the base of her new penis, and she loosened her grip on the shaft of her cock to feel the rush of cum shooting up the length and out the tip, gushing against the back of her throat. There was more… WAY more than she ever got out of Denny, and it quickly filled her mouth. She tried to swallow and keep the tip firmly between her lips, but it was simply too much to take, even if she’d know how much to expect.
As the massive cockhead slipped out from between Neena’s lips, she felt the next jet of sperm shooting up the shaft. “Oh no!” she shouted, mouth full of spunk, as she watched the slit of her cock open and shoot another long rope of cum across her face and into her hair. She swallowed and gasped, and another long jet of cum, thinner this time, lobbed itself across her cheek and hair. Cum dribbling from her lips, she leaned over the head of her cock to catch the last two small spurts in her mouth, minimizing the mess and giving her another delicious taste of her new favorite fluid.
Neena licked her lips and smiled in ecstatic satisfaction. The reverie she had slipped into while she’d been milking her new beastly piece began to wane slightly her erection began to subside. As proper blood flow returned to her brain, her ten inches of meat softened and receded between her thighs. Her efforts to minimize the mess she made with her latest, greatest orgasm were too little, too late, she realized, as she tried to brush her hair back, and her fingers came back sticky. She licked them clean, and noticed the dried cum from last night all over her bed. I’ve got some cleaning up to do…
Hopping out of bed, Neena felt a shiver of delight as she felt her penis swing between her legs. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to that, she thought, giving her cock a quick shake before stripping the pillowcases and sheets from her bed. As she went to throw them in the hamper, she then noticed the sticky state of her bathroom. Better get a towel – it looks like an elephant sneezed in here… She turned to the mirror (which also needed a serious scrubbing), and finally took a good look at herself. Her hair was draped in ropes of cum, her neck and chest slick with sweat and drops of semen, and as her vision drifted downwards, she felt a quiver and twitch of arousal as took a good long look at her penis.
Can’t get distracted now… Neena rushed to the closet to grab some towels, and paused, peeking through the false wall. She kneeled down before the statue, and wondered how this turn of events could all be attributed to whatever powers this god bestowed upon her. Something had changed. Neena finally felt, in some significant way, like she was finally BIG, and as she stared into the intoxicating eyes of the statue, she didn’t know the full extent of what she’d gotten into, but she said, “thank you,” and rubbed the base of the idol before retreated from the closet with some much needed towels.
After nearly half an hour of scrubbing, Neena was satisfied it no longer looked like there’d been a messy orgy in her apartment. However, as she finished drying off her mirror, glistening with sweat, and matted with her own cum, she admitted to herself she still looked like she’d just walked off a porno shoot. Time for a shower, I think, Neena bit her lip in anticipation as she switched on the water and planned for a much longer, more…involved shower than the previous day. As the steam rose, so did her huge penis, as it throbbed and pulsed in anticipation. Stepping into the warm water, she could feel her cheeks become flushed and the monstrous piece of meat between her legs begin to swell. The blood began to drain from her cheeks as she prepared for another elaborate stroke session. She managed to divert her attention, and her hands, from the thickening veins along her shaft to start lathering her sticky hair and sweaty body.
After a few cleansing minutes of scrubbing herself down, she finally felt refreshed enough to turn her efforts to the mounting pressure between her legs. Her new penis was straining to rise, the shaft still arching downward as she started shaking it vigorously with both hands. More blood swelled the plum-sized head, and she slapped it against the glass of the sliding shower door, shuddering at the slapping sensation as she watched it stiffen and begin to arch upward. Curious to take a look, she slid the door open to see her growing erection in the freshly cleaned bathroom mirror opposite the shower stall. Seeing the tube of meat rising out from between her hips in profile was too much, and after a few short minutes of watching herself squeeze the length of her shaft, veins rock hard and bulging with blood, she finally lost control. She clamped her hands tightly around the base attempting in vain to keep from spilling her seed so soon. It was a pointless effort, and the even though she’d just climaxed less than an hour ago, the orgasm felt just as relentless. Neena slapped her cock against the tile, moaning as she glazed the wall with cum. Again, she felt lightheaded and her mind blank except for a singular fixation on her huge penis. It was overwhelming, and she nearly fainted again in the heat of the shower, with so much blood pulled out of her system by the size of her penis relative to her tiny body.
She stepped out of the shower, drying her hair as water still beaded off her body. I don’t know how Rick could live with something like this between his legs distracting him all the time. How am I going to go back to the office and ignore this every day? As she wrapped her towel around her chest, she noticed the tip of her cock dangled below the hem of the terrycloth. How is a girl supposed to hide a big black cock like this? She wandered out of the bathroom to her dresser, and started looking through her wardrobe for something she could wear that might be able to suppress or conceal her new appendage. She’d just tried slipping on a few pairs of panties, which were comically inadequate at covering her bulging penis, let alone containing it. She’d pulled out a pair of tight leggings she was sizing up, when she froze at the sound of a knock on her door.
“Hey Neena! It’s Mollie!”
END OF CHAPTER TWO
