Jake

Why the hell was Blane so hot?!

I tried to clear my thoughts, fighting against the surge of desire. For the millionth time I adjusted the neckline of my button up. It was tight, uncomfortably so.

"Hey, Blane..."

She turned and batted her eyes at me as her hand delicately rested on mine. Errant thoughts of grabbing her and throwing her over the table filled my mind like an unwelcome whirlwind. "It's interesting, isn't it? You've always been the more... excitable one of the two of us, and while it seems the hourglass increases that you're still ahead of me."

I used my napkin to wipe my forehead before trying to focus on the food on my plate. "Well, it doesn't help that you're being a tease..."

The smirk that Blane's lips turned into could command any man to do her bidding, I swear. Her bare foot has long since slipped out of her shoe and had spent out entire meal resting on my lap. At my comment, her toes seemed to run over my length. "What can I say, I have to see how my man is coming along."

I grumbled, forcing down the last bite of food I had been pushing around. "There, done. Can we head home and stop that damn hourglass?"

"Now now, don't you want to be a good boy and spoil me tonight?" After my earlier reaction to Blane calling me a good boy she had taken a liking to calling me that all night. Except instead of a moment of awkward cringe now I felt good every time she said it, and the immediate boner seemed to reward her. "I say we see a movie, and then we need to swing by the adult store after. Then we head home."

With a sigh I nodded, standing up. "Let's go then."

"Why do you want to stop it so badly?" Standing next to me, she looked tiny even on her heels. I couldn't help but to lick my lips at the sight of the busty girl who pressed against me. "I can see you like how this feels. I can feel it too."

Blane's fingers against my bulging pants were overwhelming my brain. I had to step back, adjust myself to try and be decent. "Because I am to be your wife, and being a horny guy in public is not my goal for the night."

"Jane," Blane whispered, looking into my eyes softly. Her gaze was large and innocent, and I felt myself drawn in. "We are together, in love, and having fun. That hourglass may be changing our bodies, or making us horny, or even messing with our habits and behaviors, but it's still us inside. Let's just enjoy this."

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes while I thought. My hand found the edge of her face and I leaned down to meet her in a kiss. Our lips parted, and her smaller tongue teased into my mouth and against my teeth and tongue. Instinct and need combined to thrust my tongue into her mouth back, my hand sliding to the back of her neck. I held onto her, possessing her as I kissed her hungrily.

"Ok," I whispered as I broke the kiss, glancing around the room to ensure we hadn't made too much of a scene. I took Blane by the hand to escort her to our car. "You promised me this will be worth it later. Don't keep me waiting."

I only waited in the car long enough to watch the very flustered, very hot girl sitting beside me buckle up before driving to the theater as fast as possible. But by the time we arrived and had gotten all the way to our seats, I was nearly insane. Every little brush and touch of her fingers against me was almost too much to handle. My heart was racing, and I was gasping nearly every time she did it.

"Blane!" I whispered in the quiet of the dark movie auditorium. "I'm going to lose my mind if you keep this up!"

I could see the wicked glint in her eyes despite how dim everything was. In a fluid motion she sunk to her knees and got between mine, her fingers lightly caressing my straining pants. She was facing away from the movie, her attention solely focused on me. As the volume picked up she took her opportunity to unzip me, pulling out my cock.

I had to stifle my groan of pleasure. While we sat in the back, another couple had come in and sat a few rows ahead of us. My fingers ran over Blane's hair as I tried to figure out what her plan was.

It turns out, her plan was to torture me. Between her fingers, her tongue, and her lips, she spent every moment keeping me stimulated. I throbbed with need, need that I seemingly wasn't allowed to express. Any time I focused on Blane and her efforts she would ignore me, going to a single fingertip against the base of my cock. Any time I focused on the movie to make the time pass quicker, she would pick up her efforts.

Through the dim haze of two hours of edging I barely recognized that the movie was wrapping up. Actually, I didn't catch on until Blane peeled herself off my cock and slipped back into her seat. She leaned over and whispered into my ear, "Be a good boy and make yourself decent."

I ignored the throb that sent through me and stood up to tuck my cock into my pants. Pinning it against my front didn't seem to be a strategy any longer, it would be up past my belt line. I grumbled softly, having to adjust my cock down a pant leg, looking comically over endowed. Wordlessly I grabbed Blane by the arm and guided her to her feet.

I felt like a dog in heat with the way she had broken my mind. Every step of the way I could feel the tightness of my clothes, especially around my confined cock. Small rips filled the air, and the need to hurry doubled. My clothes pulled themselves apart, the nice outfit I was wearing slowly disassembling into patches held loosely together by threads. I picked Blane up to move faster.

"My my, seems like someone was getting taller and stronger that whole time, we just didn't notice sitting through that movie." She pressed up against my chest, nibbling and kissing on my neck. "Even strong enough to carry your woman out to the car?" Her voice sounded like a purr, and I couldn't figure out whether she was as driven crazy as I was, or if she wanted to drive me even crazier.

My thoughts boiled down to a single grunt as I crossed the parking lot, darkness hiding us in the back of the lot as I pressed Blane up against the car. "I want you," I practically growled, pushing her up on the hood. "Now."

She crossed her legs, pressing the tip of her finger to her lips. "Right here and now?" Her smirk teased me, tempted me in. I grabbed hold of her hips but her lithe leg lifted, her foot against my chest. "Now now, my man needs to be a good boy. One more stop then we head home. Don't you want your surprise from the adult store?"

A Herculean amount of effort had to be raised to let go of her and step back from the car, allowing the space for her to get up and around to her side to sit. I hurriedly got in and drove to the nearest sex store, gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles. Elegantly she got out, blew me a kiss and giggled as she went inside.

Sitting and waiting in the car was miserable. My hard cock strained against my pants, begging for release. I closed my eyes and reclined my seat. The thought of Blane's delicate little womanly body against mine was all I could think of. I could smell her sex, her fertility where she had touched me. I didn't just need to fuck her, I had to breed her. I had to go so deep and hard into that--

A loud rip shattered my thoughts and I looked down at the shreds of my pants. There was my cock. I was born a woman, but now I was a man. I felt powerful just looking at it, taking the base of my length in one hand while more than half still proudly thrust into the air.

Slowly I dragged my hand up and down my dick, panting. So this is why guys love to jack off, I thought to myself. I was lost in the pleasure and the time until the door opened and Blane hopped in.

She said something to me, her words not making sense. Her hand smacked mine and she gestures at the steering wheel. Home, I realized. She wants us to go home, for our surprise. My surprise. How she'll make it worth it to me.

I didn't focus driving home. My cock was too much of a distraction. By the time we arrived in the driveway, though, I was already getting out of the car and rushing to get Blane's door. My clothes were falling apart, a tattered display across my muscles and my gargantuan cock. I swooped her up into a bridal carry and rushed inside. We passed the hourglass and Blane called something out but I didn't care. She reached and touched it, the bright blue sand swirling into a pink.

Didn't matter. Needed her. Had to have her. My grip on Blane tightened as I took the stairs two at a time, and even that felt too slow. My objective was in reach, my goal just up those stairs. We got into the bedroom and unceremoniously I dropped her on the bed, practically drooling at the woman sprawled before me.

"Shh," she whispered, winking at me. Clutched in her bag was her purchase from the store, and a flash of annoyance consumed me before fleeting away. I couldn't understand why it mattered, what was so important to stop me from just fucking her right here and now. But that smile she gave me changed my mind, leaving watching her round ass sway as she slipped into the bedroom.

What few threads of my clothes remained I pulled off, standing bare in the room. I was massive - sure, I had a monstrous sized cock, but beyond that my body was made of pure muscles. I was the prized stud, the bull ready to fuck, I needed my woman and needed to breed her and--

Blane walked into the room, and my heart stopped. I took deep breaths through a mouth that hung open. The most beautiful woman in the world paced up to me and turned ever so slightly to the side, letting me take her in.

Apparently she had been feeling devious; her intentions would reward me and give me plenty to work with. Her turn revealed why her arms were hiding behind her back: my wife-to-be had gone and handcuffed herself, with leather wrapped around each wrist. She looked up at me, her eyes wide and innocent looking. My thoughts were consumed by how I would make her less innocent. All she wore was a black lace bra that matched her garter belt and nylons; the panties were missing, thankfully.

"Hey big boy, how about--"

Her seductive mewling could wait. I grabbed my bound prey and pushed her onto the bed, her bare ass up in front of me. She squealed as I roughly put her in position, her body adjusting into the positions I put her in. My finger dragged along her pussy; it was wet and ready.

I didn't give a warning other than the soft growl as my cock breached her labia. I grabbed Blane's bound wrists and pulled, using her own body to impale her faster. Her tight sex clearly wasn't the right size for my monstrous member, but that didn't matter. Her tight flesh burned with passion as I pushed into her, stretching and warping her insides for my own use. With her hands at her ass, only her face and her tits held her up on the bed, and her cries were muffled.

I wouldn't fit inside her, clearly, but I could try. I gave her a thrust, and then another, fighting for every bit I could take of her womanhood. I pressed my cock against her womb and kept thrusting, feeling the demand of my instincts to breed her and make her mine.

Blane's screams of pain and pleasure swirled in my mind as I fucked her. Without removing myself from her hole I grabbed her thigh and spun her, forcing her to lay on her back so we could look at each other. I growled my desire to her, "I'm going to fucking knock you up."

Despite the harsh words, her yelps came with begging for more, for harder, for faster. I obliged, forcing myself as deep into her as I could with every thrust of my hips. Her body was at her limits, unprepared for my size. That was fine though; she wanted more so I would break her limits.

Her legs easily folded back on themselves as I grabbed her thighs and held them to her chest. I rammed her, panting as I used every once of strength. "That's right, take it, take my cock and my cum, I'm going to breed you so hard," I growled, lost in the moment.

The sensation and need kept building, my thoughts becoming a broken mess through the haze of arousal. I panted and cried out, nearing my orgasm. When it finally came, I shoved my hips all the way to Blane's own, my roar of release matching the scream of her own rapture.

I could feel my cock pumping as every gland and vessel in my groin worked overtime. My balls made all the cum they could and flooded it through me and into Blane. Her tight pussy felt ready to explode so I staggered back, watching rope after rope of glossy seed fly over and land on her body, matching the gush between her thighs.

Her eyes were fluttering and closing, her breaths racing. I collapsed on the bed next to her, watching her cum streaked face try to speak or move. Within moments, she fell asleep. I didn't last much longer.