Epilogue
11 MONTHS LATER
Interviews, appointments, meetings, live streams, repeat. That was their life now.
Erica and Darren have turned their lives upside down. They could only hide her ever-expanding for so long, especially with the massive growth spurt after they finally made love. Five feet within 30 minutes, easily eclipsing 2000 lbs and damaging the walls of their new farmhouse before the paint could even dry.
Thankfully, horny people on the internet are willing to through their money at anything, especially a goddess incarnate. While Erica and Darren found a plot of land outside the city and had their new home built, they transported Erica via big rigs to the closest bulk surplus store. It was the only place she could fit somewhat comfortably and have enough food to cover her hunger.
Thankfully, it seems the magic had stopped. Erica wasn’t thankful, and truthfully, Darren wasn’t either, but they both agreed that the growth at its rate would have been unsustainable. For now, her hunger settled and her body retained its last transformation.
Standinging over 20 feet tall with a gut that could eclipse a water tower, an ass meant to squish a city bus, and tits that were leaking enough milk to fill an Olympic-sized pool in a day, they both agreed it was for the best that she stop growing.
Eventually, her milk supply lessened, and her gut shrank enough to allow her to move around more freely once they were at their new property. Erica still required an insane amount of food, but nothing like when she was pushing herself last November.
She was able to keep herself and Darren comfortable with her daily livestreams and her ever-growing fan base. Plus, Darren couldn’t necessarily return to work after his growth spurt either. Standing over 7 feet with a cock that put most tree trunks to shame, he’d happily taken up the job of running Erica’s livestreams. He’d sometimes make appearances, but they both knew what the fans wanted - Erica’s enormous body.
When Summer turned to Fall, Erica felt something deep inside her belly. All her doctors, with their modified equipment, assured her that nothing was abnormal. Well, at least more abnormal since their last visit.
When October nearly turned to November, the idea hit her. Erica called Darren into their massive bedroom, where Erica had Darren sleep in between her tits to avoid the danger of being crushed when she tossed and turned.
“Darren, I… I have an idea. But you’re not going to like it.”
Darren let out a huge sigh. “Are you thinking-”
“We do it again! Just like last year! Come on, I know it was hard, but look at where we are.” Erica motioned to their incredible home and traced a finger down her milk tanks.
“Are you… saying you want to grow again?!”
“No, no… well…” she bit her lip, teasingly.
“Erica, we just got settled. Things are going well. Why do you want to change things?”
“Excuse me, mister,” she faked a serious tone as her large finger prodded his chest. “I don’t know about you, but I liked growing. Hell, I loved it!” She could see his cock flexing beneath the parachute pants he’d had custom-made to holster his dick. “I know you loved it! Second, I think I can still… feel something.”
Darren looked puzzled. “What do you mean?”
“Like… like the magic didn’t really leave. Like it was… waiting. To wake up. To start again.”
“That sounds-”
“Ridiculous? Believe me, I know, but also, a little potion made me shoot up to the size of a two-story building in a month. So maybe let’s try to keep an open mind.” Erica reached for the ceiling of their new home, imagining being able to touch it and even outgrow it. “There’s something else too.” She got quiet, or as quiet as her vocal cords would let her. The bed still shook when she spoke.
“What is it, sweetie?” Darren rubbed her fat thigh, nearly taller than him when he sat next to it.
“I …. I want to be a Mom, Darren.”
He was stunned. “Wait… really? For how long?”
“I don’t know. Forever? Never? I just know that these feelings got intense when my milk came in, and ever since you showed me some of your stories, I’ve just wanted to know what it would feel like. To be that big, carrying life inside me.”
“Well, I think you achieved the size fantasy already,” he teased, and Erica chuckled but rolled her eyes. “But, don’t you think there might be issues with the pregnancy due to your size?”
“I’ve already hired the best doctors to live on the property with us. If we call, they’ll come running, day or night.”
“So you’ve already made your decision?” Darren felt hurt.
“No, no, no , sweetie.” Her huge hand caressed his back. “I just wanted to know if it was possible, and to be honest, may have jumped the gun on hiring them.” Darren gave her a look. “Fine, I definitely jumped the gun. But I want you to know I’m not making this decision for us.”
“Really?”
“Really! This is huge! Maybe even bigger than growing again. I want us to be on the same page, and if you don’t feel like we’re ready, we can wait.” She meant it too. They were partners, and they were in this together. “I just know you’d be an amazing father.”
Darren watched the oversized tears well up in her eyes. “And you’d be an amazing mother.” He rubbed her thigh and gave it a kiss. After a minute, his eyes met hers, and he smiled. “Let’s do it.”
“Really?!” Darren was already in the air as Erica lifted up him into the air. She peppered his face with kisses, making it hard for him to breathe as her lips covered his entire head.
He gave his safety taps on her cheeks, and she released him. “Sorry, babe! I’m just so excited. But we have to wait for the end of the month. I want you to save up for me.” She kissed the growing bulge in his pants, relishing his groans.
“Can my big man hold all that tasty cum in for me for another month?” She licked her lips, glaring into his soul.
“Well…” he could barely speak from the strain of his growing erection.
“Well?”
“It technically isn’t November yet…” his eyes found the clock in the room. It was true. They had a few hours until No Nut November officially started.
“Well, aren’t you a clever man?” Erica dropped him between her man-crushing tits and pressed them together, trapping him. He groaned and yelled for her, but nothing. “What’s that, little man? This is what you wanted, isn’t it? One last hurrah?”
Three more taps, and Erica released him instantly. He coughed and caught his breath, smiling up at Erica with a severe red face from the lack of oxygen. “Not fair.”
“What are you gonna do about it?” She put on her stern face and began doing belly rolls. Darren lost his footing and fell off her gut onto her thighs. “Oh no, be careful, sweetie.” She opened her legs, letting him fall into their depths before she slammed them shut. “
He was ready this time and was able to catch his breath before losing light and air. His cock was already out of his pants, having obliterated them as his hard-on reached four feet long. Erica could feel it snaking up to her pussy and cooed in delight. She released her husband and quickly put her hand on his back, pressing him into her flower.
Her pussy was otherworldly. The ultra-feminine, hungry for his seed. His cock was now at the perfect size for her, stretching her in all the right ways. Her mouth hung open as Darren’s cock filled her. It was like her body forgot just how big he was, and each time they fucked, it was a rediscovery.
With a sharp push, Darren got away from her hand and started charging his cock into her pussy. Her hands shot to the walls, her fingers digging into the sheet metal walls. “What… are you …. Doing??!” She shouted between breaths.
“If I need to hold all this in for a month, I’m taking my shot to do this my way.” Erica loved it when Darren took control. Before she could stop him, his cock had hit her cervix. She cried out as he grabbed at her thighs, propping his feet up for more leverage. With strong pushes from her overly developed muscly thighs and calves, his body began to enter her along with his cock and medicine-ball-sized balls.
Her cervix opened for him, and she couldn’t breathe. He was invading her, and she couldn’t take it. She tried to pull him out, but her curves betrayed her. She couldn’t reach, so she just sucked in air between her teeth as his cock went the deepest it had since last year.
Soon, her pussy gripped his tree-trunk cock and pulled him in all the way. His balls fitting inside her pushed her over the edge, making her cum instantly. Darren’s body was covered in her juices, knowing now was the time to pump. He gripped the best he could of her walls and started thrusting. Erica could see, even past all her fat and muscle, the indent of his cock as he fucked her womb deeper and deeper.
Her orgasm never ended, only grew in power. Her fingers ripped through the walls of their home, but she didn’t care. She gripped at her breasts, spraying gallons of milk everywhere. She gripped her gut, trying to rub his cock as it pounded her. “Darren! You’re fucking perfect! Make me bigger! Fuck! Cum in me! I need it! We need it!”
He could barely hear her, but it didn’t matter. He couldn’t hold back any longer. Both of them felt his cock swell as his cum filled it, racing toward his cock head and then exploding into her womb. Boom!
She’d ripped holes in the walls she’d been holding. Her eyes rolled back in her head, drool fell from her mouth, milk shot from his tits like firehoses. Her belly surged in size, and she made sure to shut her thighs to hold Darren in place. He’s sometimes fired himself out of her pussy from the pressure of his orgasms. He was trapped, and Erica was trapped by her growing womb.
“YES! FUCK! I CAN FEEL IT!”
It was true. That feeling, that sensation, she’d been feeling ignited like a fire inside her. It started with her ass cheeks, then tits, then belly - she was growing. “YES! MORE! FUCK I MISSED THIS!”
She lost control of her legs due to orgasmic spasm,s and Darren fell out. He finished his last few blasts of cum against her thighs as he stared at the ceiling. “Not… too bad… huh? Darren watched the incredible sight of her wife, already the tallest living thing on the planet, bump her head on the ceiling of the warehouse-sized home. The thing is - she was sitting.
“Good boy, Darren.” She traced her manicured nails across her gut as hit gurgled, powering her growth. “Now, be a dear and call the chefs in.” She bit her lip and brought one of her nipples to her lips. “Your wife is starving.”
THE END! TUNE IN NEXT WEEK FOR A NEW MACROMASTIA ADVENTURE!