Richard’s headache flared as the heavy bass continued. College kids had moved in across the street last week, and with them came the parties. The middle-aged man swallowed a couple painkillers and chased them with a mouthful of water.

“Don’t they ever get tired of doing the same thing every weekend?” his wife asked rhetorically as she laid in bed.

“You’d think they would, Mar. And it’s always so loud.” He turned to face Marian. Something about her looked… different. “Did you change something recently, dear? Haircut, new makeup…”

She smiled at the unprompted compliment. “Do I look different? I haven’t changed anything. I’m not even wearing makeup!”

“Huh,” he said. “Well, you look great.” She looked more youthful than he remembered seeing her recently. In fact, it seemed like she was getting younger every second. Richard’s headache was disappearing—sooner than would be caused by the drugs he took—and his body seemed to ache less. The street-crossing music still assaulted his ears.

“Now that you mention it, I do feel better than usual.” Feeling energized, she smiled seductively at her husband. “Come here, mister.” Richard laid down on the bed next to her and she quickly embraced him. Marian placed a hand on his chest, letting it slowly trail down his body. “Now… what are we going to do tonight?” Marian’s hand reached the crotch of his pants and she started to stroke up and down.

Stiffening, Richard whispered, “I think we can figure something out.” Marian deftly unbuttoned his jeans and slipped her hand inside. She lustily stared into his eyes, noticing he looked at least a decade younger, like a man in his late thirties. Grasping his hard cock, Marian was surprised. It’s not usually this big… she thought. She ignored those thoughts and continued to work him inside his pants. Marian temporarily released him to pull his clothes off. For a moment, she marveled at his physique- Richard’s thighs seemed more toned than before, more muscular. Then Marian eyed his dick. It was bigger than before, now at least seven inches long and… getting bigger?

“Honey,” she said as she stared at it.

Without opening his eyes, Richard responded. “Yeah.”

She grabbed his cock. “You’re, uh, bigger. Than usual.”

He sat up. “What?” Looking at Marian’s hand, he knew she was right. “Oh, holy shit, wow. And you definitely look younger. Years younger.”

“So do you,” she smiled. “I feel younger, like I’m back in my college days. And speaking of college days… let’s live a little, shall we?” Marian climbed on top of him, sitting on his shins. She bent down to take his cock in her mouth. She couldn’t remember the last time she blew her husband. It was years ago, at least. Marian felt so youthful tonight, though, she wanted to live like the young woman she looked like.

Her eyes widened as Marian realized Richard’s penis was still enlarging. As she bobbed her head up and down the shaft, her mouth was opening wider to accommodate its increasing girth. Unconsciously, Marian moved her head in time with the beat of the music. Her husband started to breathe heavier and she felt him stiffen even harder. His breathing ragged, the music across the street sounded out a huge bass drop and Richard exploded, pumping his cum into her eager mouth. Marian felt her shirt tighten with the drop, and sat up as Richard shot a few more loads into the air, some of his ejaculate landing on her face. She immediately placed her hands on her chest.

“My boobs are bigger!” she exclaimed, excited. Marian pulled her shirt off, revealing two softball-sized breasts and a youthful body. She slipped off of Richard, and grabbed a condom. “I hope you’ve still got some energy left, hun.” She climbed back on him and wrapped his huge penis in the condom. “I need this thing inside me.” Marian lowered herself on him.

Richard was eager to play with her bigger boobs. Gently grabbing them, he felt her flesh push out against his hands as they grew larger. “You’re getting bigger too, love.” He squeezed her bulging tits, eliciting a moan from his lover. They were growing too large to fit in his hands.

She bounced on his cock, moaning sharply every time she bottomed herself out. Marian’s tits bounced with her, continuously growing larger as the bass thrummed through the night air. Richard tried his best to control himself; everything felt so great, he wanted it to keep going for as long as possible. Another bass drop pounded out from across the street, and Marian’s breasts surged with growth, swelling from grapefruits to cantaloupes in Richard’s hands. She shuddered with pleasure and climaxed as she rode him. Marian’s butt started to enlarge as well, quickly growing into a squeezable bubble butt.

Marian’s body was transformed as the music started hammering out bass, over and over. She kept growing, curvier and curvier, as she continued her up and down movement. Her tits were approaching her husband’s chest as they rapidly plumped with more flesh, surging every time the bass sounded. Richard couldn’t believe what was happening, with this goddess above him growing sexier with every passing second.

The music across the street gave out one last hit of bass, the heaviest of the night, and Marian’s body swelled in response. Her tits made contact with her lover’s torso. Marian’s hips widened as her butt grew, approaching child-bearing width, supporting two fleshy basketballs and thick thighs. Richard couldn’t hold in his finish any longer, and began spouting inside of her. Marian climaxed with him; a release of mounting pleasure that neither had experienced in many years. As they came down from their sexual highs, Marian looked into his eyes.

“I haven’t felt that great in years, hun. I feel amazing.”

He laid back, exhausted, even with his new-found young man’s stamina. “Likewise, love. You’re so beautiful.”

She smiled. “Are you looking at my face or my boobs?” she joked.

Laughing, Richard tried to respond. “Can I answer both?” He squeezed her butt. “Or all three, maybe.”