Week 4
Darren was devastated, Erica was frustrated, but unfortunately, there was nothing they could do. Darren had to leave.
“They couldn’t just have you fly out in December?” Erica asked as her tits were being milked by her new machine. This one had an upgraded capacity, which she would soon exceed.
“I told you, sweetie. This merger could make or break our company, and if it works, then we’re set. Not just the company, you and me. We never have to worry about money again.”
Erica smiled and let out a small laugh. “Honey, I think I already have that covered.” Darren smiled, remembering that her thousands of paid subscribers were pouring thousands of dollars a day into their bank account just to watch Erica eat.
“I mean, true, but I still need this job, honey. We need this job. It matters to me.” Darren looked away, knowing how hard this was.
“I … I know that this matters to you, honey. I … I just,” Erica felt tears welling up.
“Oh, sweetie, don’t cry.” Darren walked over and rubbed Erica’s arm, nearly a foot above him, as she was sitting.
“No, no, I’m just. I think it’s the potion or the hormones flooding my body from my last growth spurt.” Erica wiped her eyes and disconnected her milkers. “I… I just have this… need, I guess? This need to be with you. Even when you’re at work, I have this craving to be near you, Darren.”
“Why haven’t you told me this?” Darren stroked her chin.
“It wasn’t that intense and I just assumed we had been bonding more from all … this,” she motioned to her body. “But the past week, I’ve been… craving you.” Her tone changed, and her voice dropped.
“Craving me?”
She nodded.
“What do you mean?”
“I… I don’t know. I know I want to wait for the end of the month, but god! Fuck! I want you inside me right now. All the time! I want you deep in my huge pussy. I want you sucking my tits every day. I wanna crush you with my ass and belly,” she was rambling. “Darren, I want to be your dream woman. I want to bring all your dreams come true. I know that’s why I started this, but the magic has been growing stronger.” Her hand snaked up to grab his shirt.
“Erica, I want you too,” they leaned in, about to kiss. Darren could have sworn he could feel the magic sparking off her lips like static electricity, making his cock flex in his pants.
Erica’s breathing sped up, her belly and chest pressing into him. She leaned lower, her breasts dangling and touching the ground, clearly showing that each breast was bigger than his entire body. “Honey,” she whispered.
“Yes?” His eyes were closed, centimeters from her lips. Her pursed lips turned into a devious smile.
“Got ya,” she snickered under her breath. She pulled away and had a hearty laugh. “Babe, I love you. I really do want you, but no matter how much these magical hormones make me want to smother you and make you cum inside me, I will wait to the end of the month.”
“Fuck, that’s mean.” He laughed as he had to sit down. His boner was leaking pre cum and blue balls were setting in.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry, babe. Just wanted to bust your balls - not literally.”
After a few minutes, the pain subsided, and Darren went upstairs to finish packing. He could hear the dinner arriving from now 7 places, and Erica started her livestream.
Since her growth last week, construction workers were hard at work turning the free space in their backyard into a gigantic barn. 30-foot ceilings, wide doors, but with all the amenities of a 5-star resort. Plus, with all the extra income from the streams, she was having all the furniture reinforced for her growing form.
They’d already replaced the couch she’d crushed with a stainless steel/memory foam alternative, but Erica and Darren both knew she’d outgrow that soon.
After she was finished eating, Erica decided to sleep downstairs while watching TV, and Darren joined her. She was strong enough to lift him up and set him in between her tits as she dozed off. He couldn’t help himself but hump her huge gut while kissing her tits.
Erica would coo in her sleep, but just before he would cum, almost as if the magic had an alert system, she’d awake and stop him. “Don’t make me punish you, little guy,” she’d tease before falling back to sleep.
It was becoming unbearable. He couldn’t think, sleep, or go about his everyday life anymore without thinking about Erica. Every one of their friends and family would reach out to Darren, but he was just avoiding them. How would anyone explain this?
At the very least, he could use the trip as a reprieve from Erica.
The next day, he was gone, but he didn’t get the rest he expected.
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Throughout the week, Erica would send videos and photos to Darren constantly. He had to repeatedly apologize to his colleagues while his phone was blowing up. She would record herself growing so he didn’t miss an inch. She would send the livestreams and clips, and even little videos when she’d finish cumming.
E: Thinking of you 😉
When Darren would get worked up, he would touch himself without even realizing. Each time, he’d get a call from Erica.
“Hey, honey!” She sounded so cheery, but she knew what he was doing. “Guess what just happened?!”
“What’s that, dear?”
“My big tits just broke the milking machine. Yeah, I guess I just had a sudden growth spurt,” she interrogated. “You wouldn’t be touching yourself, right? Cause you know that I’ll grow when you do.”
Darren groaned. “I barely did it! I thought you said the further away I was, the less effective it was.”
“That’s what I thought, but I think I’ve just been missing my man, that the magic has been evolving.” He could hear her drinking something, most likely gallons of her own milk. He’d brought a few bottles with him on the trip, and each glass made his cock and balls a bit bigger.
“You can get excited, but don’t go blowing your load. That’s mine, and you know how I get when I don’t get what I want.”
In reality, she was very easy going, but she knew this demanding fantasy revved his engine.
He had to catch his breath and pace around the room. “I know, babe. I’ll stop.”
“Well, don’t stop. Just don’t cum. You can do that, can’t you?” Her voice dropped. “You can think about my big pussy, right? About how my biggest dildo isn’t big enough for me now?”
“What?!”
“Yep. I almost lost it up there when I came. I may have squirted all over the wall, but the cleaning crew is coming tomorrow.” She groaned and set the phone down for a moment.
“You ok, Erica?”
“Oh, yes, honey. My tiddies just had another growth spurt. I think you’re missing them. Am I right?”
“Mm-hm.” He couldn’t speak or think. He just stroked his cock.
“Has that milk been making my man bigger?” Her words dripped with arousal.
“Mm-hmmmm.”
“Isn’t that fun? When we get to the end of the month, we’ll have to make sure you’re big enough for me. I might need to use your arm to fuck me if I keep going.”
Darren just groaned.
“Oh? You like that? You like me being that big? You do, don’t you?”
Darren didn’t say anything.
“Well, good. I have a plan to make you bigger for me, but I’ve been loving a very specific giantess erotica. She gets just big enough to use her lover as a dildo. Could you imagine? Wouldn’t that be fun?”
“Ok, sweetie! If I’m going to make it to the end of the month, I’m going to have to hop off the call.” Darren held the wall as he released his now 13-inch cock and caught his breath.
“Oh, poo. Fine, my love. I guess I’ll just go back to my stories. Remember to text me when you go to sleep?”
“Of course, Erica. Hey -”
“Yes?”
“I love you, sweetie. I know this is all fun and… life-changing. But I want you to remember that I love you. Ok?”
She paused, feeling something catch in her throat. “I… I love you too, Darren. Thank you for … for saying that.”
“Of course. I’ll text you when I go to bed. Talk to you later, cutie.”
“Bye, Darren,” she smiled as she hung up the phone. She wiped her eyes and smiled at the photo of Darren on his contact info.
“He’s such an amazing man,” she thought, looking down at the empty catering trays. Then the thought his her.
She opened her food delivery app and placed her now-regular seven-restaurant order, but this time - she tripled it. When it was placed, she looked up the original ad for the potion and found a phone number.
“When you get back, babe… I’m going to rock your world.”
WHAT DOES ERICA HAVE PLANNED? CAN DARREN SAVE HIMSELF UNTIL THE END OF THE MONTH? Find out next time!