Terry sat on his bed, reflecting on the strangeness of what he'd just seen. It had been a weird night. First that woman, Katelyn, had been immune to his choloroform. He'd tested the smell of it after he'd gotten home, and it had made him dizzy just from a whiff. Why hadn't it worked, like on all the other women? And then the other one. The one with the huge tits. She had grown taller in mere seconds, defying all laws of reality as she transformed from being diminutive short stack, to a giant woman towering over Terry, threatening him. And she'd been so strong, too. Terry rubbed his shoulder, where she'd grabbed it. There would certainly be a bruise in the morning.
Terry sighed, trying to figure out if he had just been seeing things. Then suddenly, he felt something was off. Looking up, he realized he wasn't alone in the room. He jumped back in surprise at the sudden appearance of the stranger, nearly knocking his chair over as he stood up. It was the woman from the alleyway. The one with the enormous tits. She stood casually a few feet away from him, her slender hands on her wide hips. She was smiling.
"What the hell are you doing in my apartment?" Terry demanded. "How did you get in here?" The woman just rocked her hips back and forth a bit as she looked Terry up and down, her eyes running over his bare chest. "You're cute," said the woman, licking her full lips. "Too bad you're such an asshole, Terry, because you've got a great bod," she said. Terry felt a strange urge to put his shirt back on. He knew he had a great physique, and loved it when ladies complemented him on it. But this felt different, for some reason. Maybe because whoever this woman was, she apparently had magic powers. It was probably best to just get her out of here.
"Listen you crazy broad," said Terry, "I don't know who you are, or what you want, but unless you're here to fuck, you better get out of my place. Right now," he said, taking a step forward and looming over the petite woman. She looked totally unfazed as she smiled up at Terry, though.
"Mmmmmm..." she said with a considering expression. "Yeah... I guess I am here to fuck, Terry. It's your lucky night." Terry blinked, taken aback. This was the woman who had just chased him off from trying to fuck her friend. Now, she suddenly wanted to bang? On the other hand, though, she was sexy as hell. He felt his dick throb in his jeans as he looked down at her.
"Uh..." he said, frowning as he looked down at her. Did he really want to fuck this weird lady? How did she know his name anyway? His brain was sending him alarm signals, but his dick was dampening them, resulting in him just staring awkwardly down at her, not knowing how to respond. The woman took the decision out of his hands, however, as she suddenly stepped forward and began unbuckling his belt. "What - hey! What're you doing?" he said, stumbling back a step as he tried to fend her off.
She somehow brushed his hands away, and continued to undo his belt buckle, laughing as she said, "I just told you, we're gonna fuck."
This was happening too fast, Terry decided, and this lady was too weird, showing up in his apartment and taking charge like this. She'd had gotten his belt unlatched, and was now unbuttoning his jeans. Just as she unzipped his zipper, Terry grabbed the woman firmly by her shoulders and lifted her upwards, shoving her away from him and placing her back on the floor at arms reach. His fingers sank into her soft skin as he gripped her arms, hard, to show he meant business. Apparently she wasn't some all-powerful witch, if he could grab her like this. "Alright, you big-titted bitch. I changed my mind. You're getting out of here," said Terry. He felt his jeans suddenly fall down around his ankles. The woman was still smiling up at him nonchalantly as she stood in his grasp.
Terry squeezed a bit harder, enough that he knew she'd have bruises later. "I don't care who you are or what weird shit you can do. You're gonna leave now, or I'm gonna start really hurting you," he said menacingly. He had her gripped now, so there was nothing she'd be able to do, Terry thought.
But the woman just laughed up at him. "First of all," she said with authority, "You will address me as April, or I'll have to do something about your mouth." She suddenly lifted her arms up, not at all slowed down by Terry's tight grip, and grabbed his forearms in her own tight grip. Except this was too tight. Freakishly tight. It hurt. "And second, whatever gave you the impression that you had any choice in the matter?" she asked sweetly, blinking her long eyelashes as she looked up at him.
Terry released her arms and tried to pull back from her grip, but April's hands held his forearms tightly. He yanked at them, but her arms didn't budge. How the hell was she so strong? He looked from her hands down to April. Did she look... taller... again? She continued to smile up at him silently, but she didn't seem quite so petite as she had only a few seconds ago. Suddenly, Terry heard a small creaking sound coming from April's chest. He looked down at it, and saw that her boobs appeared to be larger than before. She was wearing a pink scoop-neck t-shirt, and he could see that her tits - which already were some of the biggest that he'd ever seen, about the size of cantaloupes - seemed to be puffing up around her huge bra. He could see the flesh jutting upwards over the cups, and her cleavage was getting deeper. Her boobs were actually growing, right in front of him. He looked back at April's face. She was smiling at him, still calmly holding his hands in an iron grip.
April was definitely getting slowly taller, as well. Back in the alleyway, she'd grown bigger in moments, and now she seemed to be doing it again. Already, she seemed to be only about a head shorter than Terry, where before she had been at least a foot shorter. Her breasts were still getting bigger, faster than she was growing taller. They were growing before his eyes, straining her bra under her pink shirt and making it creak. Her light tan flesh mashed together in her top, creating huge mounds that were rising up above her pink scoop-neck top. Still, she held his wrists tightly, and when he tried to yank his hands back again, he found he couldn't make her even budge. How the hell was she so strong?
"Lemme go, you freak," said Terry as he increased his attempts to struggle. April just held Terry's forearms calmly and grew taller by the second. She still had that small smile on her face, as Terry heard more creaking coming from her bra. Her boobs were straining the garment to its limit, growing larger and shoving their way upwards from the constricting bra cups. He watched an obscene amount of cleavage bulge up towards his face. He suddenly realized that his erection was poking through his underwear. This was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen, but he also was starting to get scared. Normally, Terry was the one in control.
Ripping sounds came from behind April somewhere, and Terry was able to just barely glance around April's swelling breasts and see that her ass appeared to be growing bigger too. She was wearing tight jeans, and he could see that her hips had swelled outward, and rips had appeared in the denim, exposing her fleshy thighs. She really was growing out the whole hourglass figure. Terry looked back into April's eyes, and suddenly noticed that her irises were violet-colored. He hadn't seen that before, since his attention had been focused elsewhere on her body. But now those eyes were totally level with his. April was easily as tall as Terry now, at 6'2". And she was still growing. Terry's eyes widened and his mouth gaped as she slowly grew taller, still with a small smile on her luscious lips.
Suddenly, a ripping sound came from April's bra, and Terry looked down just in time to see her breasts tumble out of the cups as the bra snapped. They were the size of watermelons now, and they strained her pink shirt to it fullest as they continued to steadily swell larger. He could hear the fabric straining to contain the engorging flesh. Terry looked at April's boobs with wide eyes as they grew bigger and bigger, her cleavage bulging out of her neckline as her breasts continued overtaking her scoop-neck shirt. They were hanging more naturally without a bra, not being pushed upwards quite as much now that they weren't as constrained. But April's cleavage continued to get closer to Terry's face, as she kept growing taller while her breasts expanded.
Terry wasn't struggling to break free from April's grip anymore. He was too entranced by the burgeoning tits before his eyes. He was so distracted that he didn't realize that April's hands were getting larger too, wrapping around Terry's wrists much easier. Her feet were growing too, as she grew taller, splitting her sneakers open easily as her toes wiggled in freedom. Her ass and thighs were filling out more and more, straining the tight denim of her jeans. April bit her bottom lip and leaned her butt out a bit as the seat of her pants got tight, and was rewarded when a huge rip sounded from her pants. Her huge booty sprang outwards as her jeans tore themselves apart behind her, helpless against the onslaught of swelling flesh.
Terry hardly noticed the ripping sound from April's jeans, as he was too mesmerized by her growing boobs, now bigger than yoga balls and still growing before his wide eyes. They were getting close to his chin, April's creamy tanned flesh pouring out of her scoop-neck top, making the fabric creak as it stretched. The garment was packed completely tight, and as Terry watched, it finally gave, shredding itself down the center as April's swelling breasts exploded out of her top, bouncing outward and down with a jiggle. "Holy shit..." Terry said, hardly able to comprehend what he was seeing. He had always loved big tits, but this was more than he ever dreamed possible.
Terry looked back up at April, and his mouth dropped open further as he realized just how much he had to look up. April had been getting taller the whole time he'd been watching her tits grow, and now she was taller than he was. Much taller. She must have been about seven feet tall, and she was still slowly getting taller. "You're... fucking huge," Terry said, gawking as April smiled down at him. Suddenly, he felt April's breasts running into his chest, the flesh soft and warm againt his bare skin. He realized that April was still holding his wrists, and tried to back away again. Her grip was still far too strong to break, however. "Lemme go, you crazy bitch!" said Terry, yanking himself backwards from the growing woman to no avail.
Between Terry's attempts to pull himself free, April suddenly released one of his wrists and snaked her hand behind Terry's head. "Shhhhhh..." she said as she pulled his head in and mashed it into her soft breasts. He went face first into her cleavage, feeling warm flesh pressing everywhere against his head, enveloping him completely. Terry could still hear April softly saying, "Shhhhh, everything's going to be all right, Terry. I'll take care of you," her voice sounding amused. She released his other wrist and hugged Terry into her, squishing him into her boobs. Terry tried to lift his hands up and push himself away, but his hands just sank into her soft tits. She was too strong for him. Flesh surrounded Terry's entire face, as April's warm skin rubbed up against him. He couldn't see anything, but he could hear April laughing softly as he helplessly struggled. He also didn't have much air.
April held Terry pressed into her breasts for about a minute, chuckling as his struggles grew more and more desperate. He really couldn't breathe in there. She let him panic for a bit as she continued to grow taller, her boobs swelling in her arms against Terry. Her ass had freed itself from her panties, and now she was completely naked except for the tatters of her shirt hanging around her neck. With a thought, April willed the clothes away, and all the scraps of her tattered garments vanished instantly. She grew taller and taller, her ass and breasts filling out more and more, until Terry's attempts to escape her cleavage seemed to be in the deepest throes of panic as he struggled to find air. April decided that she might as well fuck him now, before she outgrew him completely.
Just as Terry was on the edge of passing out, he felt the pressure against his head lessen, and then suddenly he was being flung backwards. He flew through the air and bounced onto the center of his bed, and spots danced in front of his eyes as he gulped air back into his lungs. The crazy growing bitch almost killed me! he thought. Terry's head swam as he tried to recover, but just then, he felt the bed shift mightily as April climbed on top of it. The enormous woman took up the entire bed and then some, her feet dangling off the end. Terry had no chance to wiggle free as she put her hands down on either side of him, and then plopped her boobs - each one as big as a yoga ball - down on his chest. He was trapped again, spots still dancing in front of his eyes as he looked up at the smiling visage of the woman - no, the Goddess - who had him completely in her power.
The swell of her bosom in front of him was a vast wall of tanned flesh, and her breasts completely pinned his arms. He started to wiggle both of them out from underneath the monster tits, but they were so tightly pressed against the bed that it took quite a struggle to move them even a few inches under all the flesh. In the meantime, though, April was positioning himself on top of his cock. Terry suddenly relaized that he couldn't feel his underwear anymore. Where had they gone? They didn't seem to be around his waist anymore, but he didn't remember them coming off. Suddenly his mind turned to mush though as April lowered her hips down on top of him, and he felt himself enter her.
Terry gasped at the feeling. Her pussy was warm, wet, and tight, the tightest box he'd ever felt, even though she was well over 7 feet tall at this point. It felt so good that Terry came almost immediately. Or, well, he would have. Except something seemed to stop him. He felt himself reach the brink of cumming, but his balls seemed to hit a threshold, and nothing came out. He groaned at the sensation, the weird feeling of being blocked. "Ah ah ah," April said above him, slowly shaking her huge face back and forth as she smiled. "I'm flattered, but this doesn't end until I say so," she said, and began to work her hips on top of him.
April's breasts continued to grow as she rhythmically thrust herself on top of Terry, working her hips, which continued to grow as well. Flesh slowly piled up to either side of Terry's arms, which he'd given up trying to wiggle out from underneath. He could hardly think straight from the intensity of this ride. He grunted again as he tried to come, but again hit a blockage inside his balls. It was like being blue balled, only somehow both better and worse. Better because he didn't lose any sensitivity or rigidity in his cock - in fact, it seemed to get harder as April continued to thrust. He was still ready to blow at any moment. Worse because the feeling of tender swollenness was definitely there, and having it in the middle of sex, but not being able to do anything about it, was the most frustrating thing Terry had ever experienced. He grunted again as he once more reached the point of release, but wasn't able to make it over whatever barrier April had somehow built up inside him.
Above him, April moaned slightly. She was looking at the wall above Terry, focusing on grinding her hips against him. A small part of Terry felt a little thrill that he was giving this woman, this goddess, pleasure. Just as he was feeling proud of his dick for being able to satisfy a goddess, however, April grunted in dissatisfaction and looked down at him. "Bigger," she commanded. She paused her thrusting hips, and Terry felt something happening to his cock inside April's pussy. It seemed to be pushing deeper into her, probing further and further inside her. Terry could feel more around his cock than he was used to. He thought it might be growing bigger. For several seconds April remained paused, and Terry was sure he could feel his erect penis advancing further into her pussy than should have been possible. His suspicions were confirmed as April resumed fucking him, and this time, she gasped slightly. "Mmm, that's better," she said breathlessly, as she pumped her hips on top of him.
Terry grunted as he tried to come again, but April still didn't let him. The sensation of pain and pleasure within his balls was becoming unbearable. They felt so swollen, and full of cum. Meanwhile, April's breasts kept growing, and her flesh continued to mount on either side of Terry. They took up all of the space on the bed that Terry could see, and covered up to his shoulders. He felt her cleavage brush his chin every time she thrusted. Breathing was starting to get hard from all the weight on top of his chest. April looked down at him again, and Terry could see she was enjoying herself, and even a hint of her getting close to the edge. "Unngh," he moaned as he tried to come again. "Let me..." he pleaded up at her, but the Goddess shook her head. "Nuh uh," she said, smiling as she thrusted again and again. "This train," she said, starting to increase the frequency of her thrusts, "is an express train," - again Terry tried to come and was blocked - "and it only makes ONE stop," April finished, as her breaths started happening more frequently.
April's breasts were fully up to Terry's chin now, completely covering his neck and shoulders. Only his head peeked out of her cleavage now, and he was totally helpless to move. He was basically just acting as a giant dildo for April's pleasure. It wasn't a comfortable experience for Terry, even though his dick was definitely enjoying the ride. His breathing was coming in short gasps from all the weight on top of him, and even though April's vagina felt amazing, all he could focus on right now was his tender balls that cried out for release. April moaned above him. She was getting close. He could see over the swell of her breasts that her eyes were close. They suddenly opened, looking back down at him, and he looked up into her violet eyes. "Please!" he urged, as he tried to cum again, and failed. The tenderness in his balls had ratcheted up to a dull, yet excruciating pain. They DEMANDED release, and he felt like they would literally pop if he was blocked again.
Smiling down at him, April was definitely close to coming herself, Terry could tell from her expression. "Say you're sorry," she said as she thrusted, "for trying to hurt my acolyte." Terry gasped and nodded. "I'm sorry!" he said, barely able to speak as April's breast flesh enveloped his mouth. "I'm sorry! I'm -mmmmpph!" and he was cut off as his mouth was covered by boobs.
Suddenly, without warning, Terry heard a huge CRACK! and his bed broke, the feet on the bottom suddenly giving way from all of April's weight. April was mid-thrust, and just as they slammed into the floor atop the mattress, April slammed down on top of Terry's dick, pushing it even farther into her than it had been. She came suddenly, moaning deeply on top of him, her flesh squishing deeply against him as she arched her back. Terry came simulataneously, and this time he felt no barrier. He let out a muffled yell into April's cleavage as he suddenly felt all his pent-up cum being released at once into the Goddess. It felt like he was ejaculating gallons; he felt his dick and balls pump again and again, releasing everything into her. For several seconds he continued his blissful release, and Terry didn't even notice until he was done and tried to gasp in relief, that his nose had been covered by April's boobs. He couldn't breathe.
He panicked for a second and tried to squirm underneath April, seeking space for his mouth, but then suddenly everything changed. In the blink of an eye, Terry found himself in a standing position, his feet on top of his bed pillows, back against his headboard, which had fallen against the wall as the bed gave in. His knees rested against April's breasts, preventing him from collapsing as he leaned backwards against the headboard and took in gasping lungfuls of air.
Terry held his eyes closed for several seconds as he caught his breath from the most mind-blowing orgasm he'd ever experienced. Finally, he recovered enough to slowly open his eyes, head tilting lazily to the side as he regained control of his limbs and tried to stand up straight. His feet were trapped underneath April's breasts. The Goddess had her face resting in her own cleavage, and most of Terry's vision was taken up by the curly black hair on top of her massive head. As he gradually got his bearings again, he saw that the Goddess was also stirring, raising her head sluggishly upwards. Behind her shoulders, her could see that her bulbous ass had grown so large that it was nearly up to his waist. Between those, and the breasts that reached up to his chest, it felt like Terry was looking at a sea of flesh before him.
As April raised her huge head, which was almost as big as Terry's whole torso now, Terry saw the look of exhausted satisfaction that came to everyone post-coitus. Despite himself, Terry felt a little thrill of pride that he had just been able to bring a Goddess to orgasm. Sure, she had basically had her way with him and used him like a glorified dildo, but nonetheless, he felt pretty self-congratulatory. When April fully lifted her head, her face filled Terry's entire vision, and found him feeling a mixture of fear, pride, and shame at what had just happened. She lazily opened her eyes, and Terry immediately froze at her gaze.
Underneath April's eyelids were not her piercing violet irises that seemed to glow when they caught the light. There were no irises at all. Instead, her eyeballs appeared to be totally black, except for pinpricks of light that speckled her retinas. As Terry's eyes widened in alarm, he saw that The Goddess's eyes actually resembled deep fields of stars, and the lights contained within them twinkled as if he were looking into a clear night sky. He was speechless as he stared into those eyes, seeing more and more detail the longer he looked. It really appeared that he was looking into a vast universe right in front of his face.
"Mmmm..." April said, blinking lazily, her eyelids briefly interrupting Terry's gaze into the cosmos. "That was... nice..." she said, giving Terry a blissful, lazy smile as her expression slowly became more focused. But then suddenly, the Goddess appeared to realize something, and her eyebrows tilted downwards as she appeared to stare past Terry for a moment. She squinted her eyes closed briefly as she gave her huge head a shake, the edges of her curls whipping Terry's shoulders. When she looked at Terry again, her eyes were back to normal. Or at least, her irises were purple again. They were still far bigger than any human eye could ever be. Those eyes locked onto Terry's face, then glanced downwards at Terry's cock, resting in April's cleavage, only about a foot away from April's lips. Terry followed her gaze, looking down at his penis, and gulped as his eyes widened again. His cock was massive. Even flaccid, was big enough to come down to his knees, if her boobs weren't in the way. It was so big around, he probably wouldn't be able to fully grip it in his hand, if it became erect.
The Goddess stared at his crotch for a few seconds, then looked back up at Terry with an expression of mild concern. "You... weren't wearing protection?" the Goddess asked inquisitively, cocking her massive head to the side. "What?" Terry asked, totally baffled. What was she talking about? Of course he hadn't been able to put on a condom. April would know; she'd been there the whole time, not letting him move. "Uh oh..." said April, her expression becoming distant as her eyes widened. Suddenly, Terry heard what seemed to be a low rumbling sound in the room. He looked around for the source of the noise, and realized it seemed to be coming from April.
Just then, he noticed that the Goddess appeared to be trembling. But her arms didn't seem to be moving at all - instead, her flesh seemed to just be quivering all by itself. Little ripples travelled through the mountainous boobs that rose up in front of him, and beyond April's shoulders, Terry could see that her ass seemed to be following suit. The entire sea of flesh in front of him was faintly jiggling of its own accord. April shifted on Terry's ruined bed, turning her head and glancing behind her. Terry watched as she arched her back slightly, sticking her ass out a bit, grunting lightly as she did so. At that, her ass cheeks suddenly started to stared to swell outwards again, much quicker than they had been growing before.
Terry stood paralyzed watching for several seconds as April's legs and thighs quickly gained mass out of nowhere, rising up around April's hips and slowly filling up more of Terry's vision. They had stopped quivering now, but her breasts were still softly trembling right in front of her. April turned her head from looking at her growing ass, an expression of enjoyment on her face as she then turned her attention to her boobs. "Unnh," she grunted softly as she leaned into her breasts a bit, arching her shoulders slightly. And suddenly, April's boobs began to rapidly grow as well.
"Wh... what are you doing?" Terry asked worriedly as he started trying to shift his feet. His knees were pinned against the wall by April's tits, and now he felt the flesh creeping up past his waist. April looked up from her breasts, which had stopped their internal jiggling as they'd started growing. She was biting her lip in a cute way as she looked up at Terry's face, and slowly rising up higher atop her growing breasts. Her tits and ass seemed to be the only things expanding, as her face didn't appear to be getting any larger, big as it already was.
April's didn't respond to Terry's question, just bit her lip and smiled enthusiastically at him as her breasts and ass continued to swell. Her boob flesh was advancing up Terry's waist like slowly rising floodwaters, pinning him more and more snugly with each passing moment. Bigger and bigger they grew, their rate of inflation seeming to accelerate with each passing moment. Behind April's head, Terry could see the Goddess's gargantuan ass swelling faster and faster too. She was getting so big, so quickly. The available space in the bedroom was diminishing noticeably fast.
Terry's eyes darted back and forth as he increased his struggles to free himself. April's breasts continued to slowly swell larger and larger, pressing upwards against Terry's chest, now. He felt his massive cock rising to attention again as it became engulfed by cleavage. But as erotic as Terry was finding this, he was also getting worried. April was beginning to fill up the room, and he was trapped. "Hey," he said, looking into April's eyes worriedly as he pressed his hands on top of her breasts, trying to get some leverage to free his pinned legs. "Hey, I'm stuck. Lemme outta here, lady," said Terry.
April just looked at him serenely, spreading her arms out across her burgeoning bosom, her arms reaching an impressive wingspan of ten feet or more, as they rested atop the growing flesh. She had a small smile on her lips as she watched Terry squirm in her cleavage, trapped like a spider in a web. Terry could see her slowly rising upwards as she was lifted up by her own breasts. She was up higher than he was. He could hardly see around the Goddess's boobs anymore, but it looked like her ass was close to reaching the far wall of his room, as its rapid growth matched that of April's tits.
The growing flesh had reached up to Terry's nipples, and he further increased his effort to get free, using all of his might to shove against the rising breasts. With the increased leverage of having something to push against, Terry was able to actually lift himself upwards a bit, slowly squeezing himself upwards against the backboard of his bed and April's boobs. He felt the edges of the wood digging into his back as he wiggled his naked body upwards inch by inch, trying desperately to keep pace with the growth, which continued to steadily increase in speed. Terry was able to make a few feet of progress up April's cleavage, like a salmon swimming upstream in a river, before he collapsed in exhaustion, sinking into the soft flesh. His shins were still trapped, but most of his body was now on top of her breasts, not pinned against the wall anymore. He felt his feet sliding against the wall as he was slowly lifted upwards by the rising breasts.
Between the physically demanding sex, and the effort that Terry had been exerting, he was hardly able to muster any energy to lift his head, but he did so, raising his eyes to see April's huge face smiling about a foot away from him. Besides her face, most of what Terry could see was just April's growing flesh. She had filled his entire room, and her ass was pushing against the far wall, lifting the back of her body upwards as her breasts did for the front. He couldn't see any floor anymore. Only flesh. As he watched, his wooden dresser suddenly emitted a loud *CRUNNNCH!* as the wood splintered and split, helpless against the onslaught of April's ass.
"Hey you're breaking my stuff! Cut it out, lady!" he cried, trying to start wiggling himself further out of her breasts to escape. It was like trying to climb up a soft cliff - he had to exert too much effort to make any progress. Terry glanced over at the door to his room. The gap for escaping was slowly shrinking - he'd barely be able to squeeze out, even now. There was no way he could make it. Also, he suddenly realized that the ceiling was starting to get awfully close. There was only a few feet of space left above his head, and April's skin was glowing brightly from its proximity to his ceiling's recessed lighting. "Hey what - what are you doing?!" Terry demanded, as more and more of his body became pinned by swelling breasts. He wouldn't be able to move now even if he wanted. "Stop growing already! I'm trapped!" He flung his arms out helplessly, trying to push the mass of flesh down, but it was no use.
"I'm sorry," April said solemnly, her face becoming obscured by her boobs. Her tone sounded sincere, but Terry could see a twinkle of of dark delight in her violet eyes. "You shouldn't have tried to hurt Katelyn," she said. At that moment, Terry felt his head brush the ceiling. He shouted as he felt the space in his room run out, and felt the wall pushing against him from behind. His shout became a scream as the pressure grew more and more, and then his scream was cut off as his mouth was blocked off by boob flesh. He heard the ceiling and walls creaking mightily from the pressure, and then everything went black.
--------Epilogue---------
Detective David Morrison stepped through the rubble of the ruined house, picking his way between ruined wooden beams as emergency responders searched the wreckage. This wasn't the kind of call one wanted to respond to in the middle of the night. Flashing blue and red lights lit up the scene, and tenants of the apartment building looked on sadly as cops roped off the area with caution tape. Morrison scratched his head slightly as he looked around. The scene looked like a gas explosion, for sure, except there was one thing missing - charred wreckage. Normally, an explosion of this magnitude would have resulted in a huge ball of flame and caused much more destruction, lighting the rest of the building on fire. But this looked like it was localized to only one of the apartments in the 3-story house. A huge gaping hole in the wooden structure testified to the violent eruption that had happened, but strangely none of the other apartments had taken much damage, except for a few walls caving in. And there wasn't even a whiff of gas smell on the scene. But authorities were roping it off anyways, just to be safe.
Morrison had only seen this sort of scene once before, out in the suburbs, where a woman's house had exploded in similar fashion, without any flames. But that time, several of the neighbors' houses had been destroyed too. Strangely though, there hadn't been any casualties. The woman whose house had been destroyed hadn't even had a scratch on her, which was extremely puzzling. So far there hadn't been anybody who had been hurt by this one, either. Morrison supposed he might as well just be thankful for that fact, even if it didn't make much sense. But just then, he heard someone call out to him. "Detective!" a patrolman shouted from inside the house. Morrison hurried over, stepping into the wrecked apartment. "We got a body," the officer said softly as Morrison approached. Another patrolman was knelt next to an arm sticking out from under some rubble, feeling for a pulse. He lifted his eyes to Morrison as he reached the body, and shook his head slowly in regret. The man was gone.
"Damn," said Morrison in his gravelly voice, rubbing the stubble on his face as he watched the two officers lift the chunk of plaster off the man's corpse, so they could get a better look at him. This must have been the man that one of the neighbors had heard screaming. As the man's body became exposed, Morrison's jaw dropped, his hand paused in the action of rubbing his chin. First of all, the man was naked, which wasn't that strange. More importantly though, his body didn't have a mark on him. His hair wasn't singed, his skin looked unbroken. He almost appeared to just be sleeping. But what stood out to Morrison was the man's enormous dick. Even flaccid, it reached all the way to his knees. The other officers finished tossing the chunk of ceiling aside, then looked down at the body too. "Holy shit," one of them said. "Dude was packing." The other one nodded, his eyes wide with awe. "I think that's the biggest cock I've ever seen," he said softly.
Morrison grunted softly, shaking his head. "Poor guy," he said gruffly. "Look around for his wallet if you can, boys. I'll get the guys to grab a bodybag." He tore his eyes away from the dead man's enormous penis, and stepped away from the scene. Something about all of this wasn't adding up, but Morrison couldn't put his finger on it quite yet. Once he got a handle on all the evidence, he'd have to give it some thought.