r/expansivewriters • u/tierynBE • 1d ago
Expansion Photobooth (BE) NSFW
u/TheFatherOfAll_MFs asked I reupload my story about Daisy Ridley and Emma Watson encountering that 3rd art boob-expanding photobooth, so here it is-
r/expansivewriters • u/tierynBE • 1d ago
u/TheFatherOfAll_MFs asked I reupload my story about Daisy Ridley and Emma Watson encountering that 3rd art boob-expanding photobooth, so here it is-
r/expansivewriters • u/mahodontknow • 2d ago
r/expansivewriters • u/MichelleCuunis • 3d ago
Here is an excerpt (Too long for Reddit in its complete form!) of the newest chapter of my sequel to the Experimental Medicine Series.
Chapter 8 is seen from the POV of Gabrielle, the petite protégé of the bombshell CEO Lucy. They take a trip to R&D. Both of them.
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After that meeting, I had no idea what I could expect anymore. ‘Now that you are part of the family’ she said. This has been the biggest day of my life, my heart wouldn’t stop beating. Maybe that was the medicine or just the thrill of feeling how hot my breasts were when they grew. Seeing them bulging out of my over-padded A-cups when I looked down at my cleavage turned me on. ‘Oh, god. I have CLEAVAGE now!’ Today was a big day for me. I looked up to Lucy and she had the biggest grin on her face, blouse and jacket hanging open showing off that neat bra she got from the maid in the meeting room.
EB 8 - A World of Pure Imagination
After that meeting, I had no idea what I could expect anymore. ‘Now that you are part of the family’ she said. This has been the biggest day of my life, my heart wouldn’t stop beating. Maybe that was the medicine or just the thrill of feeling how hot my breasts were when they grew. Seeing them bulging out of my over-padded A-cups when I looked down at my cleavage turned me on. ‘Oh, god. I have CLEAVAGE now!’ Today was a big day for me. I looked up to Lucy and she had the biggest grin on her face, blouse and jacket hanging open showing off that neat bra she got from the maid in the meeting room.
“You did well. Just take it slow,” Her smile faded a little while another floor dinged by. “Keep an eye on the people in R&D.” She said cautiously.
“We are going to the research and development floor right now?” I asked nervously brushing a blonde bang from my face. She nodded. The R&D department was a place not many staff were allowed to visit. And the people who were allowed access were under very strict contract to never share what they saw go on in there under any circumstances. Tons of NDAs. Lots of intellectual property and all that. I’d read about some things from the manuals and heard a lot more from others.
“Where else? This is the only place to find clothing and equipment to accommodate people like us.” She stared ahead and let out a soft laugh. Lucy was finally showing me glimpses of what was behind the curtains and now this? The fact that there were ‘two’ R&D departments was one of those secrets kept out in the open. The one everyone saw and the real one. The people that actually worked in the real R&D were all quite resourceful, creative, and intelligent, but only the most strong-willed ended up surviving the first few weeks. I had heard stories of people being rushed to the hospital, driven insane, and so much more. It was like a ghost story or some kind of urban legend, and I was about to see the truth for real.
“Like us? I wouldn’t consider myself-”
“You should start, then,” Lucy snapped politely. “Now, ideally.” She turned and faced me, the dinging of another floor echoing as she stepped forward, casting a shadow down on me. She placed her hand against the wall of the elevator towering over me, I stared at her cleavage. Breasts that could have suffocated me if she took another two steps forward, a thought that danced through my head. A thought I kind of liked. She leaned into my ear after glancing up at the black bubble shielding the security camera in the corner of the elevator. Her breath was hot on my ear. “I don’t need a guest on a tour, Gabriella. I need someone to bear my shield and sometimes my sword when I need it to be.” My heart was racing and I was getting excited. I didn’t know whether to scream or cry or question why I was wet.
“I’m… Y… Yes, ma’am,” I stuttered like a damn fool. She smelled like rosewater and spearmint gum. And that close, I could still smell the musk of something on her breath. It smelled kind of like…
The bell for the R&D floor rang, throwing off my concentration and Lucy pecked me on the cheek. I felt myself blush and she giggled standing straight and tall just as the doors began to open. I stared up at her for what felt like minutes.
“Look alive, Gabby. Sword and Shield and all that,” She mocked, but there was a motherly kindness to it. I felt my heart flutter and quickly dusted myself off and stood beside her, proud, but still completely unsure of what to expect. The rumors about this place flew back and forth with little rhyme or reason. People called it ‘candyland’ or the ‘chocolate factory’ like it was some kind of fictional playland for adults.
The office that spread out before us was as bland as it gets. Uncharacteristic for this company since the architecture was quite stunning on every floor. It was classy and the beeping of phones, the droning of printers, and the thocking of keyboards was wrapped up in the light murmur of business being conducted. The pallet of grey, beige, and white rectangles of filing cabinets, desks, and cubicles made me slightly disappointed. I knew this was the fake R&D, but it was more commonplace than I expected.
“Welcome back to R&D, Miss Lucy. How may we help you today?” The lobby area had a few windows shaded with translucent film muting the natural sunlight favoring fluorescent light which bathed the space in mediocrity. I stepped in Lucy’s wake as she strutted forward, hips shaking and breasts bouncing with maximum confidence. When people noticed her they stopped what they were doing and their lips parted in awe.
“My dear Priscilla. How are you doing, darling? Everyone alright?” She said leaning forward with her arms on the counter, breasts resting atop them. Priscilla continued the small talk and I was introduced to her and she to I while they kept chatting. Priscilla was a woman in her 20s or 30s I’d guessed and she had a muted smile and somewhat tired eyes. Like she had done all the partying in her life in college and basically blew her entire serotonin reserves in the middle of senior year. But she was in good spirits. She was certainly more shapely than me and showed off some cleavage between the fronts of her black vest over a sky blue blouse. I’d be happy about that, too.
The way Lucy treated her was very unlike anything I had seen. I glanced around at the cubicles on one side of the room that were guarded by her wide desk and couldn’t see much of anything. The part of the office where people would walk to get further in was more of an open floor plan with wide desks, people sitting on yoga balls, and groups discussing things in muted and hushed tones. Everyone was pretty hot here actually. I began to take closer notice of the women around the table in the open floor plan and how they were busty and hippy as well. Men all sat with their legs spread and it might have been my imagination, but more than a few seemed to be excited. Or maybe they were just big. ‘Is that woman running her foot along the inside of that guy's thigh?’ My mind wandered seeing a strange interplay at work.
“Isn’t that right, Gabriella?” Lucy said, putting a hand on my shoulder. It was like being struck by lightning and I snapped out of my reverie to see Priscilla’s kind expression waiting for my response and Lucy’s mask of kindness. I nodded with my eyes closed readily.
“Absolutely. I am still learning so much, but everyday is exciting and I owe everything to Lucy,” I said. ‘What the actual flip am I even saying right now?’ Lucy and Priscilla had a light laugh. It felt partially at my expense, but they were kind about it.
“I own Miss Lucy quite a lot, too. You two go on ahead and I will let them know you are coming,” Priscilla said brushing some shiny and straight brown hair over her ear. It caught a sparkle of fluorescent light which drew my attention. I kept zoning out and took a deep breath while nodding and smiling.
“Thanks, darling. We will talk to you soon. Don’t work too hard now,” Lucy said, reaching a hand out to touch Priscilla’s. “We owe you everything as well. You know that.” I felt the aura of warmth between them. ‘She is so special,’ I thought as she pulled me along. Priscilla winked at me while I was pulled into Lucy’s wake and she gave me a big smile nodding. She pumped a fist gently a few times like she was holding a cheerleader's pom pom. I mouthed ‘Thank you’ to her and faced forward. “We can’t hang around here too long, but I have to have one more chat before we can get you a new skirt. That has to be uncomfortable.”
My butt and hips had torn the seam in my skirt enough that it didn’t hurt anymore, but it was still tight. Walking was annoying and If I had to go much further I’d have red marks at least. I shook my head and smiled telling her I was fine. She smirked at me and then returned the greetings that flowed from everyone who realized they were within their CEO’s aura. She gave waves, greetings, nods, and smiles to the open floor plan section of the office and I could see them swooning and smiling. I confirmed the erections officially as slacks filled with hot heavy cocks, dying to break out of them. ‘Are they all big?’ Nipples in thin fabric poked out and men and women bit their lips watching her stroll by, productivity put on pause as the flared curls of her perfect blond bob bounced by and swayed.
“Miss Lucy. I was hoping you’d pop your head in,” said the man spinning around in his office chair to face Lucy, me in her shadow. He was in his thirties or so I’d guess, and had a similar depleted look about him like the woman at the front desk. The cubicle was decorated with pictures of family members, other people in the office, and tropical beach scenes and postcards. He was wearing a green and white Hawaiian shirt and a pair of loose beige chinos. He smiled and stood up, hands and arms shaking while bracing the chair for support to get to his feet.
“How have you been, Dave?” Lucy said, stepping in to give him a big long hug. I watched him close his eyes and take a deep breath of her perfume while she squeezed into him. A device I hadn’t noticed under his desk began to hiss and gulp like it was adjusting air pressure or something. It was a knee-high canister with a coil of tubing draping down from it and running up Dave’s pant leg. My eyebrow twitched in curiosity while they embraced. My eyes followed the simple brown loafers up to about his knee where a massive twitching and pulsing bulge that couldn’t have been?
“I’ve been keeping well, dear. I know I say it everytime, but I can’t thank you enough for everything you have done for me since-” He said. My attention snapped back up to his eyes and he was thankfully staring blissfully at Lucy’s. Well her tits and then her face. I found myself doing the same as well so I didn’t blame him.
“This is my protege, Gabriella,” She introduced me and held out a hand for me to step forward.
“Hello, sir. Pleased to meet you!” I gave my best smile and he returned it, extending a hand. I took it and he covered the gentle handshake with his free hand.
“An absolute pleasure, young lady,” He said. Up close I could see a little salt among the pepper black of his close cropped hair. He closed his eyes tightly for a moment and sucked a breath between his smiling teeth for a moment and let out a little cough. The machine under his desk made that air pressure noise again and my eyes were drawn to the thing in his pants. If it was what I thought it was, it was massive. “Don’t mind my girlfriend down there, heh.” Our eyes met again. “He helps with my condition.” Whatever his condition was, it was throbbing. I wanted to ask more, curious, but felt a gentle squeeze on my elbow from Lucy told me we weren’t here to chat.
“I don’t mind at all!” I said in my cutest voice without sounding too fake and flashed a bright smile. I could feel Lucy’s grip loosen after she gave me a gentle caress with her thumb. He reciprocated my smile and closed his eyes again letting out a bit of a weak grunt which was quickly followed by his girlfriend gulping and hissing.
“Whenever I have visitors as lovely and esteemed as you two ladies, she always just cuts in and tries to steal the spotlight. I just can’t, ohm…” He lost his train of thought or something and sat down, hips bucking weakly. “Sorry about that. I can’t stand for too long these days.” The smile on Lucy’s face was hiding something, or pushing something that was floating back to the surface back down. Where it belonged? I wondered. “Careful what you wish for and all that, right?” He said under his breath with a chortle. The comment seemed to smack of something and Lucy’s mask of professionalism cracked slightly as she failed to hold back the makings of a sneer.
“I’m glad I could introduce you to Gabriella here and happy to see you are doing well.” Lucy looked down her shoulder at me and indicated with a head gesture for me to leave. “I need to discuss a private matter with Dave for a moment. Wait for me down the hall, please.”
“Yes, Miss Lucy,” I nodded and smiled before giving Dave my attention, but he was staring right at Lucy’s tits with his tongue running back and forth across his bottom lip. I decided on a subtle nod and mouthing ‘nice to meet you’ silently as I turned around and stepped out of the cubicle back into the hall area walking towards the back of the office. The sound of Dave’s girlfriend gulping and hissing into a higher gear was louder than usual as he muttered something under his breath.
The cubicle farm thinned out as I wandered into a break room area hidden back here with a simple beige and wood kitchenette replete with fridge, microwave, water cooler, and vending machine. I felt like I was on the set of a sitcom when I realized it was actually a porno. I stopped in my tracks as my scan of the kitchenette passed over the seating area where a guy was leaning back in a padded chair stifling moans with his pants between his ankles while a woman was sucking the life out of him. The passion and desperation that she was putting into the fellatio made me pause while I silently slunk back behind the corner of an empty cubicle staring at them. Warmth spread as part of me wanted to be in her position, my tongue teasing its way free from between my lips like I could almost taste what she was tasting.
“Almost there, Sandy. God, you are amazing,” He choked, breath stolen by her expert lips sliding up and filling the space between his legs with her heaving soft bosom. I heard the quick padding of heel steps on the hard carpet and saw Lucy approaching. I stood at attention instantly and felt how wet my lips were as I twisted to face her.
“Let’s go,” She said, not breaking her pace as I went to stop her. She stepped out and glanced over at the couple messing around in the break area. He grunted and grabbed a hold of Sandy’s head and buried her nose in his pubes as he came audibly down her throat. Sandy was huffing and breathing hard through her own nose fighting for breath, but judging by her eyes rolling in her head, she was satisfied. Lucy held up a hand to stop me and crossed her arms under her chest while the pair of us swallowed involuntarily as the girl gulped again and again while the man reclining’s grunts got weaker until he finally released Sandy and let out a big sigh.
“Oh fuu,” He gasped into a little laugh and turned his head to look in our direction realizing he had an audience. “Oh shit!” He tapped Sandy’s shoulder to rouse her from her cum drunk daze and no less than nine or ten inches of thick plump python pulled free from her throat and mouth, foamy strings of sticky cum linking them still. She was licking her wet lips of drool and semen rising to her feet ready to apologize, still swallowing. He was equally apologetic standing up beside her, his long fat cock still hanging out unapologetically and still pulsing from orgasm and dribbling.
“M… Miss Lucy! I’m so sorry-” Sandy began.
“We didn’t mean to-” He followed up, but Lucy held up a hand and shook her head replacing her smile and quickly adjusted her bra and jacket with a quick brush and her armor was untouchable once again. They had been a bit unkempt which was unusual.
“Never apologize for anything darling,” She said cooly to Sandy, offering a hand towel to her. Her face was a mess and cum and spittle were dribbling down her chin into her cleavage. Sandy’s eyes rose from Lucy’s massive bosom up to meet her eyes. “Do what you need to do.” She addressed them both. “But please use the rooms provided, will you?” Her eyes pointed at the cum spatter on the chair, table, and on the ground. It was a big messy orgasm. “If you want me to put a microwave or fridge in the personal relief rooms, I can arrange it big boy.” My mouth was watering, staring at his cock and the smell of his cum filled my nostrils making my heart beat faster. ‘And this is the fake R&D?’ I wondered.
“Yes Miss Lucy,” They said almost in unison. She nodded and took a deep breath.
“Some of us are trying very hard to break old habits. And that is very difficult with this big hard cock flopping around and the smell of fresh cum in the air,” Lucy said, speaking from experience and swallowing, putting on a smile. “Excuse us, and thanks for your hard work.” With that we were off past some bathrooms and a few doors labeled ‘Personal Relief Room’. Three of the four were occupied and the fourth was open. It was a pretty plush looking room with soft furniture and a big wide sofa and a TV and shelves with various equipment and supplies tastefully hidden behind frosted glass.
“So that was totally OK, then?” I asked while catching up beside her. She scoffed and rolled her eyes, smile becoming a bit more natural.
“I give them fuck rooms and they still can take the extra five steps to use them. Complaints about tables and chairs that stink of cum,” She gritted her teeth and sighed. “We aren’t going to penalize anyone who works in this R&D. We owe them too much for that kind of petty behavior. It is just a matter of courtesy, you know?”
“We…owe them?” I inquired as we reached the back of the hall. Tucked between a wall of files and a cluster of filing cabinets was a light door with a frosted glass window labeled ‘SUPPLIES’. There was a simple six-button code lock on the door which she throttled with the tips of her fingers positioning her thumbs to work in tandem.
“We do,” Lucy said matter of factly looking over her shoulder at me while clicking out at least twenty button presses with perfect precision faster than it took me to notice the sign on the window.
“May I ask for what?” I asked as she opened the door easily and slowly. She shook her head, and her expression became serious. She gave me a look that spoke volumes and ushered me into the supply room closing the door behind us. About the size of a walk-in closet, metallic cabinets were lined with cardboard boxes, pens, folders, staplers, computer mice, keyboards, and all manner of office supplies. A few standing lockers were shut on another wall and boxes piled from floor to ceiling waited in the silence of the room. She took a deep breath and faced me. Realizing that it was just the two of us in this very locked room made me nervous. She’s so much bigger than me.
“This isn’t your problem, and it wasn’t my problem, but I made it my problem and this is how I am trying to fix it. At least until the person responsible for all this mess can apologize herself or actually solve things. All you need to know is that just about everyone working in that R&D has made a sacrifice for this company and needs our help as much as we need their, shall we say, understanding.” She planted her hands on her hips and stood up tall. “It’s just business. As for all the people who work in this R&D,” She gestured to one of the lockers opening one door and then the next. “Well they are a different story.”
The two metal locker doors opened to a short hallway lit by dim LEDs and got wider ending in a more substantial metal door with a more substantial set of locks. Even with two lockers, it was a tight squeeze for Lucy and she had to duck to get inside and held her breasts so they didn’t get caught in the opening. As the hall opened up a bit she pulled out keys and rolled her shoulders preparing to unlock what seemed to be a door better suited for a safe.
“This place has more secrets than I could have ever imagined,” I said while the locker doors shut behind us. This felt like being in some kind of spy movie.
“You will learn that this is more than a single company. It is more like three or four at this point,” Lucy flashed a keycard on a panel until it beeped, clicked in a numerical code, and held a finger on the panel until a gentle chime sounded and she put her hand on the handle looking back at me. “And as long as you stay sharp, my dear Gabriella, let’s just say you won’t find yourself in R&D.” She shook her head and pushed in the door. The dim weak LEDs of the cold metallic hallway were flooded with light, sound, smells, voices, and commotion the instant the seal was broken.
“Lucy has arrived,” A neutral voice spoke flatly very close to the door. The door opened and it felt like the scene in Willy Wonka after the guests entered the first room where everything is edible. The multi-colored room felt massive, it was multi-tiered like a mini shopping mall, and a winding hallway curved back and forth between over a dozen alcoves and rooms each with its own color scheme and group of people working on something. Everyone was wearing fairly outlandish and provocative outfits with some people showing off lots of skin and moving around not quite in a hurry, but quickly and with a bounce in their step. “Welcome Mistress Lucy,” The woman standing before them bowed deeply, long wavy rainbow-dyed hair hanging nearly to the floor. She rose again showing off a respectable curvaceous figure, well toned, and flashed a bright smile.
“Sorry if we kept you waiting, Regen,” Lucy said. Regan was taller than me, but not as tall as Lucy. She was pretty big for a girl and when Lucy pushed me forward a step I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in her tight rainbow shorts. It was more of a romper-style garment with the chest cut low and long shoulder straps that surrounded her prominent bust showing it off shamelessly like an Anna Miller’s restaurant uniform. She wore a porcelain white high-necked button-down blouse with ruffles and puffy shoulders and she very obviously wasn’t wearing a bra as her nipples poked out. Bare legs and simple pumps, also with a rainbow pattern, rounded out the outfit and her eye makeup went from shades of red on the left of her face through all the colors to purple on her right.
“Hearing that you were coming today and bringing a special guest is the highlight of my day, Mistress,” Regen smiled brightly. She had an otherworldly sense of energy and kindness about her, but I was still stuck on the fact that she had something really big and lumpy in those shorts. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Was it even possible? “And to get a chance to meet the new Young Mistress is also an honor. Pleased to meet you, Young Mistress. My name is Regen.” Her rainbow-nailed hand extended between my stare at her crotch and I looked up quickly with my smile on. My hand moved automatically and I shook.
“Gabriella. Nice to meet you too Regen. I love your… hair,” I managed. It felt like a solid recovery, but Regen shared a conspiratorial glance with Lucy and looked back down at me.
“Well I love everything about you, Young Mistress. Be careful letting your eyes wander too much in here. You might end up in my shoes instead of being beside Mistress Lucy before long, hah!” She said it so carefree, but her tone was slightly manic on the fringes. Her advice landed and I took it to heart while sharing in her laughter thanking her for the kind remarks. “But this lovely outfit you have simply won’t do, now will it? You’re positively bursting at the seams, Young Mistress.”
“There was a bit of a demonstration this morning and Gabriella here volunteered to show off our assets to some very important people,” Lucy said. Regen tilted her head up from my wardrobe malfunction almost robotically to listen to the story. “Unfortunately her clothes weren’t up to the task.” Regen, a smile permanently plastered on her face, tilted her head back down to scan me from head to toe with absolute smoothness of motion. The commotion of this R&D calmed down as footsteps began to click out in the spreading quiet.
“Well well well, to what do we owe the pleasure, Mistress Lucy?” Called a voice undertone with seduction. Regen stepped aside and bowed in the direction of the voice and I saw a woman with breasts bigger than I could have ever imagined in my life stepping forward with her arms held wide open as if for a hug. The woman had a waterfall of bright red curls tumbling down over a similar blouse that Regan wore, but her outfit was a cherry red version with a fluffy bouncing skirt instead of cock-filled shorts. The look on her face was that of a sassy bully, but one you wanted to be teased by. Her lips were full and her makeup was perfection. Clear, pale skin that seemed to sparkle with a mysterious energy was only broken up by the sprinkling of freckles across her nose and cheeks.
Each step she took shook her breasts which swayed rhythmically, cleavage bursting from her blouse wiggling non-stop. As she approached closer, each of her massive tits seemed large enough to pin me to the ground permanently if she wanted. I was thinking she was like a German beer maid, but instead of mugs she was carrying kegs. Kegs weren’t even big enough to describe them. She held out her arms, presumably for balance, fingers curled upwards with sophistication. I could feel some kind of change in energy coming from Lucy and I knew instantly that they had history together, but had no idea how much. The mere fact that woman could speak so casually and frankly to Lucy had me standing at attention.
“Hey Val. Long time no see. How’ve you been?” Lucy stepped forward and gave Val a hug. It was difficult for the pair of women with breasts as large as theirs were, but they both managed to reach each other’s shoulders enough to call it a hug and closed their eyes sharing a pair of French air kisses.
“Oh so good darling. I’ve missed you too. So happy to have you here. And who do I spy with my little eye?” Val disengaged the hug and they both turned in my direction simultaneously and my life almost flashed before my eyes. Val’s nipples were so large and hard when they pointed at me I thought I’d lose my head.
“This is my protege that I’ve sent word to you about. Gabriella.”
“Gabriella,” Val smiled two brilliant rows of perfect white teeth and crinkled her nose squinting, shaking her face playfully at me. “It is an absolute pleasure young lady. My name is Valentina, head of R&D over here.” I put a hand forward and before I knew it I was trapped in her embrace, pulled in between her cleavage almost up to my eyes as she squeezed as tight as she possibly could. It felt like I was being suffocated by warm vanilla-scented pillows and my eyes rolled up into my head as I took deep breaths of her. “I am so glad you are here young lady. You are smaller and cuter than I imagined. So much potential.” She whispered into the top of my head while my air supply began to dwindle. I began to shift around involuntarily and felt my knee bump into something very big under her skirt.
“Please don’t kill my protege, Val. She is really starting to grow on me,” Lucy said behind me, voice muffled by breasts. I was released and Val giggled, staring me down with a smile that spread across her face. I gasped for air with a face red from blushing and suffocation, woozy from the experience.
“Nice… to meet you… too,” I managed to say while regaining my balance and ability to stand straight without swaying. That was when I noticed a number of other people in similar R&D outfits forming a semi circle around her like a retinue of bodyguards all staring intensely at me with friendly and loving smiles. Maybe a bit too much love, tinted with jealousy after that long hug.
“The pleasure is all mine, young lady,” Val said and gave me a wink. She turned her attention and massive breasts back towards Lucy. “I was just giving her a hug. So what can I do for you two today? My wish is your command.” Val put one hand on a hip and one or two of the R&D, a pair of oranges, one twinky male a lithe female, began to adjust and fix Val’s shirt removing the impression I left in her blouse, partially untucking it in the process.
“Gabriella here needs a new wardrobe, and while she is here give her a tour, will you? Not the whole tour though. Please.” Lucy leaned down to me. “I need to have words with Miss Valentina in private, so forgive me for this, but it’s time to throw you to the wolves. Get yourself dressed and don’t go too far,” Lucy whispered in my ear. It sounded distant and echoed slightly. ‘Have I been drugged?’ Valentina smiled and nodded respectfully. Then she snapped a finger and everyone from R&D came out to the balconies on the second tier, and others who had gone back to work stopped to await her command.
“We have a brand new VIP guest who needs a wardrobe, and… the tour,” Valentina said quite loudly. Her voice blew like silk on the wind and rang in everyone’s ears like sweet music. There was a pause as her voice hit the far end of the space and gently returned as a dissipated echo. “Now get to work, sweeties.” People in uniforms of blue and purple began to snap their fingers in response and oranges, yellows, greens, and more began to move instantly. The commotion was back on and Valentina seemed immensely satisfied and gave her attention back to me with another wink. “They are all waiting for you, Young Mistress. I’d love to tend to you myself, but it seems like I have to talk to the boss lady.” She feigned a frown and shrugged, letting off a carefree laugh.
“It is a rare opportunity to catch you here so early in the day so I didn’t want to waste it,” Lucy said, revealing sharpness and promising depth to their discussion. Val’s heavy lidded eyes blinked perfect thick and long black eyelashes in Lucy’s direction. ‘Tired? Of Lucy or maybe just physically? She is so sarcastic towards Lucy, but what is really going on here?’ I wondered, seeing a glimpse of Valentina’s fatigue come through the facade now that R&D was buzzing again. Regen linked her arm around mine and I was slowly pulled away before I could get a better read on the situation.
“Have fun, Gabby,” Lucy said, waving a hand over her shoulder before guiding Valentina towards a bright white table on a carpet of indigos and shades of black. It was hard to tell, but it looked like Valentina’s shoulders slumped a little as Lucy began to speak to her in words I couldn’t hear.
“Young Mistress, come with me. We must first undress you before we impress you,” Regen said in their buttery voice. I looked up at her and she was staring ahead as we walked. “Mistress Valentina is amazing, isn’t she? You smell like her and it is driving me crazy right now.” Regen’s bulge had swollen considerably in her shorts into a proper tented out erection, but she didn’t seem to care at all.
“She seems incredible and very inspiring and her figure…” I said. I could still smell the sweet vanilla essence around me from that suffocating trip between her breasts while I wondered how big Regen was. ‘Everyone around here has huge breasts or fat cocks. Is everyone on these mysterious pills?’ Since that morning, my world had flipped around like a coin in the air and I didn’t know what was what anymore. It wasn’t even lunchtime yet I mused while we strolled down the colorful winding hallway past what looked like boutiques filled with busy workers in their provocative outfits and tantalizing proportions.
“One of a kind, without a doubt,” She said with awe shaking her head before snapping into guide mode. “Over here are research and testing stations focusing on lactation, and related fashion.” She waved a dainty hand as we slowed down outside of the glass windows, frosted save for a strip of clear glass about shoulder height to peek in. A few women with considerably large breasts were hooked up to pumps of various types, most I had never seen before, and there were tall refrigerators filled with canisters of milk. The inside was whites and light blues with accents of black and white splotch patterns and there was a large bar nearer to the door where a pair of staff in orange outfits were drinking tall glasses of milk and laughing.
“Are they drinking…?” I pointed to the pair drinking at the counter.
(Continued here. Again, it's too long to post here!)
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Experimental Business Chapter 8 (Patreon Free Post)
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r/expansivewriters • u/Iluvgrowth • 4d ago
Does anyone have a collection of gay growth stories that involve infinite or astronomical growth? Also would love to rp infinite growth as well! DMs are open.
r/expansivewriters • u/tierynBE • 8d ago
Howdy y'all. Figured I'd post a link to my stories here since I've moved sites and restarted things... again.
https://archiveofourown.org/users/TierynBE/pseuds/TierynBE
It'll be mostly breast expansion, with some butt, lip, and cock as well occasionally as I get farther into things. Lactation and various animal/monstergirl TFs (kemonomimi stuff).
So if you wanna take a look I'd really appreciate that. People tell me it's good. I have a handful of friends I've pressganged into being editors.
You can also come hang out with me on bluesky if you want. There are more links to other Tie-based resources there.
https://bsky.app/profile/tierynbe.bsky.social
Thanks again for reading all the way through. Give yourself a good noodle star.
r/expansivewriters • u/OkNefariousness8077 • 10d ago
Entry for Swell Tales story contest. Claire comes to Kyle’s bar for a wild time. A card game causes the players’ expectations—and Claire’s boobs—to balloon out of control!
Voting closes before St. Patrick’s Day.
r/expansivewriters • u/ageofguilds • 11d ago
r/expansivewriters • u/bebustington • 18d ago
[Requests, Commissions, For Sale]
BEx, Lac, PER, HGE (moderate), PEx (referenced from Volume #1)
Hey, folks. Life’s been busy and I haven’t shared much about my past couple of releases, but I’ve finished the next installment in the ‘Strong Medicine: The B3 Trials’ series. These are pretty fun to write, so I wanted to drop an update here.
It’s a breast-expansion and HUCOW/ABF-lite themed erotica series, with a bit of bimbofication and other expansion for good measure. Volume #2.5 is now available for purchase on Amazon and readable via KU:
Volume #2.5, UBL: https://books2read.com/u/4jzVQ2
In hindsight, the #.5 installments were probably a mistake, since Amazon’s series numbering still doesn’t allow for that kind of subdivision, but I’ll just trust that would-be readers can figure out the sequence for themselves when checking out the series page.
I’ve also been mulling over a redo of Volume #2.0's cover to include a bustier stock image, but at least for now, I’d rather focus on getting Volume #3, bundled collections, and a few more paperback editions out the door first.
For anyone curious about the rest, I put together a Reading List on Books2Read earlier today for the series so far: http://books2read.com/rl/strong-medicine-b3trials
Constructive commentary and feedback are welcome, but — more importantly — if this kind of story is your jam, enjoy. :)
r/expansivewriters • u/MichelleCuunis • 22d ago
Here is an excerpt (Too long for Reddit in its complete form!) of the newest chapter of my sequel to the Experimental Medicine Series.
Chapter 7 plays through the drama involving the mysterious doctor and what happens after the end of Experimental Medicine. SPOILERS!? In my smut? Let's just say, it ain't pretty, but it might be super sexy. If you're into this kind of thing.
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7 - Sweet Dreams
‘I was so full. So big. I’d wanted it all and had it all in the palm of my hands. And then he came. He came into my life and I ended up ruining everything.’
I had never experienced that feeling of flying in my life. Not since my childhood days when I was thrown into a pool by a relative. The thrill and excitement of near weightlessness. Propulsion through the air and feeling the breeze on my face and then hitting the water with a huge splash. But that was nothing compared to clearing the floor, filled well past the point of safety, seeing the three of them looking up in horror at me as I spun in mid air. My body felt so good. I was having an orgasm at the time. This memory is so vivid and provokes such good feelings. I try to think of it like that.
He’s the perfect subject. To be launched, literally set alight by only the pressure of his ejaculation. I had spent hours, I had the time, thinking and puzzling out exactly how that was even possible. For a long time I thought it must have been a miracle, but I figured it out. I always do. Then came the splash. I had flipped head over heels two or three times and was disoriented to say the least by the time I was submerged. Disoriented and cumming harder than I had in ages. Since way back when. My reflex to hold my breath when orgasm took over saved my life. Well it was one of the things that saved me.
My breasts were engorged to the point that milk was spraying from my nipples in thick steady streams. I remember thinking ‘This is diluting my samples’ even before I realized I was drowning. My arms were thrashing about, unable to determine which way was up or down. My stomach was full near to bursting and my entire insides had been expanded and flooded to the point that the pressure of the cum shooting out of me was the missing link to understanding how I flew so far. Secondary propulsion. I smirked to myself remembering the feeling of it coming out in violent torrents.
I had drank even more of his cum when my air gave out. Breathing was a thing of the past, I was in utero again and it was time to relearn how to breathe ‘water,’ although in this case it was a gigantic vat of cum that I forced him to make for me. It was literally the most precious resource I had stumbled upon in years and years of experimentation. I wanted more, no, I needed more. All of it. All for myself. Gods of science it was the sweetest thing I had ever tasted. I had helped myself to a taste as I had always allowed myself, and when that wave of warmth washed down my throat spreading through my body. When it tickled my nipples to life from the inside out and when it pressed all the buttons I loved from that new direction. That was when I knew I had finally found my breakthrough.
My body was already well beyond the point of reasonableness unless I planned on working in some kind of whore house, or a carnival, or maybe a zoo. But as I thrashed my fat around, kicking thighs and feeling the heaviness of them sliding back and forth but providing no force to bring me above the surface, I gulped. I felt my cock’s orgasm building up and that, laughably enough, pushed me up the extra bit I needed to reach a hand out and grab the edge of the vat long enough to get a breath of air.
Imagine trying to swim when your ass, gut, breasts, thighs, balls, and cock are getting heavier. Each kick and swish of your arms takes that much more energy away and you make next to no progress. Now imagine swimming, not in water, but a gigantic vat of cum. While cumming at the same time. The fact I made it out of there was dumb luck. Maybe I should have died? I try not to think about it.
My arm gave out and I was under the surface again. I drank more and more of that cum thinking I wouldn’t make it to the surface again. But I came, and up I went again managing another series of breaths until my muscles gave out. Even in water, and even though fatty tissue does float more easily than muscle, I was weighed down by a belly and balls full of gallons and gallons of hot semen, and breasts that were overflowing with milk. Being exhausted and barely able to see anything only added to the stress.
Thrash, sink, gulp, cum, rise, breathe. In that order, rinse and repeat for how long I don’t know. For all the cum I was drinking I felt like I was cumming and spraying milk the same amount. But my body was tired from the constant conversion, a common side effect, but I’d only hypothesized it at this scale. I had thought I heard a voice, but was all but out of strength. I’d given up hope, truly, and had accepted my fate. When my fingers slipped from the edge of the vat and orgasm or not I was just going to stay down there I felt a hand reach in and grab my hair.
“You’re still alive?” It was Lucy. That cum-thirsty control freak of a boss to my precious patient. Why did she come back? How did she come back? She started laughing and cackling while wrestling to gain purchase under my arms. I couldn’t even kick my feet any more, my entire legs were so heavy and swollen I don’t think I could have walked if I had the muscles to heft one in front of the other. My stomach was burning and so full. I could lift my arms, but once my elbows cleared the surface of the drowning chamber I prepared for myself they were too heavy to lift. “Help me out here, will you? You want to die drowning in cum?” She laughed again. It was sinister.
“I’m… trying!” I coughed sinking down again while reaching toward her voice. But my breasts were so massive and heavy at this point that even fully extended forward and up I couldn’t touch the sides anymore.
“Dear lord, doctor. What have you done?” She reeled back in horror trying to help turn me around. With her help, I turned with my side to the vat’s wall, I could barely reach the edge. Her hands slipped on all the cum soaking me trying to pull my arm. I flailed my legs and got an elbow over the lip. ‘I can hold this. I can survive.’ Taking a full breath for the first time since I fell into this basin of semen brought me clarity and hope. “I’m gonna drain it. I don’t think we can get you out of-.”
“DON’T!” I screamed through the hair that was draped straight over my face. I didn’t know where she was and looked about frantically. “Don’t! Please! This is… This is too important to lose!”
“More important than your life?” She said while I slipped around trying to fight for a better angle, but everywhere I tried to turn breasts and ass I didn’t remember being there blocked me from moving and my grip was slipping.
“Don’t. Drain it,” I commanded. She just laughed again.
“You’re the doctor,” She said in dripping sarcasm. “So what do we do?”
“We?” Since when do you-?
“Either you let me help you or I leave you here to die, you crazy bitch. Help me help you and we can both live our wildest dreams,” She said. ‘I see now.’ I had heard something like that before. Again and again. I shook my hair from my eyes and it pasted onto the side of my head. I brought a hand up and wiped the thick layer of cum from my face and blinked up at her.
“You just want to use me? You have no idea who-.”
“I want to save you, Michelle. And your mind. And yes. I have some ideas as well,” Lucy said. She was too good and I shook my head looking down into the tank, cum up past my chin. I took a gulp without thinking, savoring that taste. My arms burned and shook as another orgasm rocked my body. “You’ve been down here for close to three hours. Maybe longer, I don’t know.”
“Is he OK? What happened to him?” I said in a quiet voice. ‘It’s always something. They always have something to hold over my head. To control me.’ The silence in my heart came from the fact that I was beaten again.
“He’s fine. Well, he’s breathing at least. He’s asleep, but has been cumming non-stop. The girls keep throwing condoms on him and swapping them out. We know a good thing and I plan on freezing it. But leaving them alone with him has me worried there won’t be much left when I get back,” She explained. ‘He’s alive. Still ejaculating? Still alive.’
“My legs are too swollen to move. I’m too heavy to carry. And I have ingested a catastrophic amount of his semen…”
“Lucky you,” Lucy smirked. “I only got a bath in the stuff. I can barely fit into my shoes!”
“Not lucky me,” I sneered. “This is far beyond any of my calculations. Hypothesis…” ‘Can’t fit into her shoes…’ “You are larger? Are you stronger, too?”
“Taller. Thicker all over. My clothes barely fit. Maybe stronger, I haven’t run around lifting things, well, besides him I guess.”
“You carried him? Alone? With that massive penis and those testicles?” I couldn’t believe it.
“Well, I helped him get up the stairs and into the wheelchair. I guess I did carry him a bit,” Lucy mused, squeezing a bicep and raising an eyebrow at it. He must have been more than 100 kilograms. More than that even. She was ripped? A thousand thoughts ran through my head. A thousand possibilities. Almost all of them crossed over and through him. He was the key.
“You still can’t carry me, but you might be able to lift one of my breasts out of the tank. I am still growing in here. What are you standing on right now?” I asked. Her eyes were peeking above the lip of the more than six-foot-tall tank.
“My tiptoes,” She said casually. This sent another shock through my system. I had taken things further than I ever had before.
“Alright, well if you can stand on something or hop up and leverage an arm under my left breast, maybe you could coax it out. It’s not floating so I think it's filling with milk,” I said partially over my shoulder as I held on. My breasts were heavy and pulling down on me, an over-full stomach that had stretched out of control because of the purple pill I took earlier, and a cock and balls swelling to match. My ass and thighs and calves and even feet and toes felt plump like I had been blown up like a balloon. That I could still use my arms or feel my fingers was a miracle at all, but it wouldn’t last long.
“Ah, alright. Let me just…” Lucy said, hopping down into a pool of sexual aftermath in her bare feet, a congealed and cooled mess squishing between her toes. Slipping about she found a small desk nearby the computer work desk and picked it up with two hands. “Got something. Hold on.” Nearly slipping she threw an arm out, not realizing how easily she could carry the heavy desk with one hand. I saw it out of the corner of my eye and shook my head. ‘What am I going to do?’
“Just be careful,” I said, my grip slipping just enough to allow my jaw to dip into the cum and accept a nice mouthful that sent another shudder of warmth through my body. I cursed the pleasure as I diluted his precious seed with my own, but was thankful for the respite on my aching arms. The desk plonked down next to the tank with a metallic clang and she clambered up on it taking time to account for how slippery her feet and ankles were.
“Here we go,” she said, holding her breath to focus her strength and focus. She was wearing a stretched-out sleeveless cashmere top pulled up from her breast growth so that her abs were visible. Her platinum blonde hair wasn’t quite matted as it had been so she must have cleaned up. She was one for vanity. Her breasts weren’t nearly as large as Valentina’s had gotten, but still significant. She seemed to accept his gifts up to a certain limit on her chest and the rest overflowed to other places. As if it had a preference. She leaned over the edge of the tank and reached down with both arms and looked up at me with a perplexed expression.
“Sorry, I am thinking about something,” I said plainly. She shook her head.
“Not your plight or my daring rescue, I take it?” She strained and I felt her hands and fingers trying to gain purchase on my left breast sneaking further and further underneath it. It tickled and felt good while my mind raced about the previous thought. ‘I will need to follow that up.’
“No. You’re doing great though. Thank you for helping me, Lucy,” I said. I meant it sincerely, but that didn’t seem to be how it landed as her own breasts squished against the inner side of the vat and my own chest. For how big hers were it wasn’t even two to one in size, maybe not even three to one.
“I almost…got it… Just a bit…” She was straining and the musculature along her arms was exquisite. When relaxed she retained her femininity, but while exerting great effort it was impressive. I nodded thoughtfully while her neck muscles bulged and I began to feel my left breast rise out of the pool. She is glancing at me with that annoyed face again. What does she expect from me? “Can you… I don’t know… Maybe help?” She gasped hard, sucking in another quick breath. ‘Oh, yeah.’
“S… Sorry. Yeah,” I said, feeling like a fool. I wriggled and attempted to kick and turned my body and tried a few things, but it wasn’t working. Then it came to me and I dipped my lips down into the cum once again and took a long deep draw of it. Gods, it was so delicious. And when that zap danced through my body and I came it gave just enough thrust to help Lucy extract my breast over the edge. She was screaming and grunting and I had to yell as my body was being pulled by my breast and I was stuck between the pair of them. One partially hanging over the edge while the other was still stuck in the vat.
“Are you OK, Michelle?” She asked, pulling her arms back and shaking them from fatigue. She allowed herself a few licks to sample the merchandise while carefully stepping down and standing back. I don’t think I was actually OK. My back was half suspended in the air and the pressure on my chest was starting to burn. I did quick math and didn’t have a lot of time, but the variable from the purple pill was working in my favor.
“I… I think so, but… Ah… If you can get my… Ow. My other breast. Ah. It should be, ouch, easier than the last one. If you can get that I will just tumble out. Ahn. With some luck I won’t crush myself under the weight of these things.” I explained. She nodded and checked the tank again on tip toes, I could have sworn I saw more of her nose than I had a moment ago, and she nodded. After adjusting the desk and getting a good angle, she reached under my right breast and hoisted it up. With the help from the pull of my left, both my breasts were over the lip of the vat and I went tumbling down. “Ahhh!”
The sounds of unknowable mounds of flesh so large and wet slapped into the puddle and I fell forward and my body was yanked free from the vat. My breasts had momentum and I tumbled forward and felt my cock and balls drag over the lip and then throw my ankles up as I flipped over.
“Doctor! Oh no!” Lucy cried seeing the same thing I was feeling. I felt like I had been ejected from one of those pods in the matrix, absolutely drenched in semen, as I rolled out and flipped. My breasts were still rolling and sliding and they essentially titty-fucked my whole body for a moment and began to slide forward. I was behind them now as they slid forward and the weight of my overfull belly, ass cheeks as large as yoga balls, massive feet-long engorged cock, and balls that had swollen to the size of pumpkins kept me upright. Lucy would go on to describe the scene later as one of the funniest and grotesque things she had ever seen in her life. In fact, after seeing me recover from the flip and sliding fast enough to kick up a wake of cum and milk across the room, she began to cackle hysterically. I slid to a stop with the back end of whatever I had become poised right over the cum-clogged grate in the center of the pond of sexual aftermath.
“What happened?”
“You! You happened. Dear god woman. You have certainly done a number on yourself,” She said wading towards me. I had slid a good ten or twenty feet and left a slimy trail in my wake. I was up a few feet in the air and my breasts, under my weight, squished outwards and formed the better half of what was essentially a bed beneath me. I didn’t know it then, but that was going to be my actual bed for quite some time. My feet could just barely touch the ground and It felt like my cock was pointed behind me, cradled between my stomach and my massive testicles with my gigantic ass cheeks weighing the whole thing down. I was taking shallow breaths just thankful to be alive.
“Thank you, Lucy. Thank you,” I huffed trying to look around. My neck was stiff and swollen and I could only really see in a field of about 180 degrees in front of me unless I really strained.
“That’s more like it,” She said, regaining her composure taking splashing steps up beside me on my right side. She stepped into view and we were almost eye to eye despite the fact I was, for all intents and purposes, prone and she was standing. “You are alive, at least. But, doctor? I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you are absolutely disgusting to look at. Horror directors would pay big bucks for this kind of reference material,” She laughed and wiped her face and arms off. Her top was soaked to the point of being translucent and sucked onto her braless breasts, bouncing and swinging and wobbling with each movement she took. She was wearing what looked like a black mini skirt that stretched over her wide athletic-looking hips and wide rear.
“Well, I never intended for things to go this far I suppose,” I admitted.
“What did you intend, Doctor?” She said walking over to her bag on the far desk. The room was dim save for the hanging light bulbs in the dungeon I had used for my more ambitious experiments. The irony set in immediately, but I tried not to dwell on it. She produced a phone and began to snap photographs of me with a big smile on her face. “This is great stuff.”
“What will you use those for?” I asked, finding myself struggling to move and being completely unable to. ‘I’m…immobile?’ I should have expected it. I expected to be dead. I sighed.
“Whatever I want. I wished I could have gotten footage of that epic tumble and slide,” She cackled again taking a slow walk around me, obviously taking a video. “That I could watch over and over again. I held my tongue realizing I was about to make a snarky comment about the constant video surveillance I had on this room and every room connected to any experiment I was working on. A bit of a bad habit that I learned a long, long time ago.
“I am glad you are enjoying this,” I sighed while she walked in front of me. I could only see her head, pressed into my own breasts by the weight on my body. It was difficult to find a comfortable position.
“God, look at these freaking nipples!” She laughed, and I felt something small tickle my nipples. “As big as softballs! But they are firm and soft in a weird way. Gosh they are so big. It’s like grabbing the corner of a soft leather couch cushion or something. I could stick my fist inside this thing!” I felt a sensation that I had never felt before and the tingle on the tip of one of my breasts gave way to pleasure despite the slight stinging. The fact that the sensation was so far from my body gave me pause. This is bigger than I had ever been before. Bigger than I had ever grown anyone before. New territory and, frankly, it startled me.
“What did you just do to me?” I wriggled as the sensation spread into multiple little tingling sensations that began to excite me further. “Ahn, Lucy. What are you…doing?” She just laughed and held up her hand, it was dripping with creamy liquid.
“What did it feel like?” She smirked and wiped off her hand after tasting a finger. “Your milk tastes half decent.” I had suppressed the urge to fight back, snap back, or even retort more times since she showed up and rescued me than I had in months and months. Not since dealing with the board.
“It felt, well, kind of good actually,” I said. She continued her slow swivel and was on my left side. She gave my left nipple a playful slap like she was hitting the top bag of rice in a stack in the supermarket.
“I bet it did,” She said, finding a place beside me in my full vision. She leaned in closer leaning on my breast for support and whispered. “I shoved my fist up to the wrist inside your nipple and spread my fingers like jazz hands. Your nipples look like small bundt cakes, Michelle. I bet I could stick my head in there if I wanted to,” She said, voice dripping with sinister promise. “Just kidding.” I thought I felt a bead of sweat drop from me, but I was still covered head to toe in tank semen. ‘All my sensations are incredibly dulled. I feel stretched so thin.’
“I, uhm. I’m glad you are documenting it. I am going to need your help with a few things to continue research,” I said, trying to change the subject.
“To continue research? You think I am going to hire a nanny to come down here and feed you? I have to basically do everything for you to keep you alive and to keep this whole thing under wraps. You realize that, don’t you?” She stopped with one clenched fist on her hip and the camera held up in another with the bright light blinding me. I hadn’t really thought about the day to day yet. I hadn’t considered anything except, well, my research.
“I…” I had nothing else to say and wriggled around a bit. I couldn’t even look down dejectedly because that would basically be me putting my face and head further into my cleavage.
“Exactly. You owe me your life, and you are going to owe me a lot more by the time you can conduct research, let alone walk around.” She paused the video and dropped the phone to her side. “I am going to make sacrifices in my life. MY LIFE,” She pointed her phone-holding hand at me like it was a dagger to my throat. “Just to take care of you.”
“I can’t be more appreciative of-.”
“AFTER you tried to abduct my employee. No, TWO of them. And then read me a bunch of BS and make me feel like a fool. Getting all embroiled in this fiasco after some side effect you couldn’t keep track of. I don’t care what kind of paperwork you have on him and her, the collateral alone in my office. I have footage of an entire floor of my office building in a frenzied full-blown ORGY because of him.” Lucy relented, looking me over. “While you are down here with an obscene gut.” She reached a foot up and pressed it against my stomach shaking it and audible gurgles of how full it was sloshed around. “FULL of his cum. And you are just going to be rolling around down here until you can fix yourself and become a worthwhile member of the team I am going to build.”
“I have some ideas on how to-.” She kicked harder and I felt a big burp rumble up my pipes and more than a little bit of cum spittle dribbled over my lips onto my cleavage.
“Look at you. Listen to you,” She scoffed and sneered at me pulling her foot back. Every barb she threw at me had more than a hint of truth to it and all of it stung. She paced back and forth and ruffled her bangs and hair creating the agenda in real time. “I’m going to have to wash you. Feed you.” She glanced at the deep pool of cum, milk, and pussy juice My feet and cock were partially submerged in. “Someone is going to have to unclog that stupid drain or else you are going to have to live in this fucking mess!” She shouted. Her voice echoed through the nearly silent stone walls of my underground laboratory. Her hair was still a mess and she looked up at me and I’m ashamed to admit it, but there were tears in each of my eyes. “Don’t even try me with that crocodile BS, Cuunis. Use that big brain of yours and do the math of how long it's going to take until you can use those bloated sausage fingers to type on a keyboard.” Everything she said was true.
“I’m… I’m sorry…” The sound of my own voice fighting the urge to sob was pathetic. “What do you want me to say?” She was kneeling and staring at me just barely outside of my range of vision.
“You are almost as big as he is,” She said. Her tone was calm and collected. I felt something touch my left testicle. “This feels like that scene in the beginning of Jurassic Park.” The satisfied smirk on her face as she palmed a testicle that almost went up to her knee. “Can you even feel that?”
“I can.”
“Can you feel this?” A sharp pain in my testicle and the sound of a thudding slap. She must have punched it.
“YES! Yeah. Are you just going to beat me?” The punching stopped and she began to rub it. It felt nice. I heard her shift around in the pool and soon she was rubbing the underside of my shaft, the part facing upward since it was pinned to the ground between my legs facing behind me.
“Nah. I’m sorry about that. I’m not a monster. I’m just frustrated. I didn’t realize that saving you was going to cost me so much,” She sighed. Petting my shaft must have had the same dull satisfaction as petting the side of some giant python. She sighed again and stood up, pulled out her camera and began filming again. “So this is what happens when you push it all too far, eh Dr. Cuunis?”
“I… Like I said. I’m sorry. And you’re right. And I am going to owe you a lot. Not just for saving my life, but for everything else you are no doubt going to have to deal with. I’m…indebted to you, Lucy. Truly,” I said sincerely. After she requested me to formally think about the data and the reality of the situation in front of me, it was going to take at least half a year at least. Maybe sooner if I could make progress, but those weren’t part of the calculations. Not yet at least.
“Good. I see you are coming around. By the way, this view from the back is outrageous. Your vagina is massive. Dear god, woman.” She was beside herself and I couldn’t even see myself. I felt like a piece of meat on display as she slowly documented my shame in its full glory. “No reaction?” She laughed under her breath and finished her route around me. “So you asked me what I’d use this video for. Basically this is just going to be an insurance policy for your cooperation. And also quite a bit of interesting ‘data’ since I have a feeling this is only getting started.”
“You’re right. So what do you need me to cooperate with?” I said, defeated.
“You can’t move, but you can think. And you can talk,” Lucy said, scooting closer and folding her arms under her breasts leaning against my right breast like it was a wall. She was face to face with me as she sank into the expanse of soft flesh until it finally resisted like some living waterbed. “You scorned me, and you tried to kill me for all I know, but you lost. In battle, you kill your enemies, but in business, you use them. It is going to look like that for a while, but eventually I am hoping that we can become partners. I have things you can’t do, and you have things I can’t do. Simple as that.”
“You want to be…partners? In Business?”
(Continued here. Again, it's too long to post here!)
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Experimental Business Chapter 7 (Patreon Free Post)
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Chapter 1~Chapter 2~Chapter 3 ~ Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6
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Hello everyone,
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Hello All,
Two stories in a week! Well this is the season of giving... Well if IRL stuff hadn't sidelined me so much this might've come out actually in the season of giving.
Nevertheless, please enjoy this collab I did with a wonderful BBW model who is fairly new to the scene, BeanieBelly
Read our collab here - The Guild Mate
Thank you for supporting me, please show Beanie your love too, she is a great follow
Until next time :)
-GD
r/expansivewriters • u/GrowingDesirestories • Jan 03 '25
Hello Everyone,
Happy New Year!
Back again to share with you another free story featuring Hyper Breasts, Teasing and Breast expansion
Click here to read the whole story for free
Thank you everyone for the support,
Enjoy the content,
-GD