Bing bong
Another disinterested customer walks through the doors of Porky’s, the #1 grocery store in the smallest town tucked away in the Catskills. Lucas sighed, grinned tightly, and welcomed them in. Man, woman, who cares? Lucas is on hour seven of ten and can’t take another second.
Welcome to Middleton - never has there been a town with such an apt name. Normal people are going about their normal lives. They don’t want much and are relatively nice, but most of all, they don’t like change. Anything strange, or out of place, or someone/something that ruffles feathers. They reluctantly embrace their “spooky” history to bring in tourist money. Fun fact (and one of the only interesting things about this town) - witch trials were held here when the country was founded. The more sensationalist incidents down in Salem gained international notoriety, while Middleton went largely unnoticed.
While it goes largely ignored by the townsfolk, this was actually a magical town. The regular folk ignored it - they possibly noticed a floating candle in the forest or figures dancing in the moonlight and wrote it off as “hooligans in the woods”. Lucas also didn’t pay too much attention either; he was only focused on his books, games, and … Hex.
On cue, she appeared. Hex had just turned 21l, just a year younger than Lucas, but she was so much more mature. Her dark hair, eyeliner, and clothing turned most people off from getting to know her, which she didn’t mind. Hell, her name was Hex in a “magical” town. The disdain the locals had for their history also meant their nasty attitude was aimed at her.
She didn’t care. She held her head high and gave intense glares everywhere she went - she’d rather scare of the haters before they even got close. Those harsh looks faded when she saw Lucas. Hex bounded over to his cashier stand, her bouncy d-cups barely contained in her fish-net and lace top. “Hey, loser,” her dry words slipped from her black lips.
“Hey, I’m the one with a job. You’re the loser,” he swiped back with his words, and they both laughed. They’d been friends for most of their lives, to the detriment of Lucas’ social status. Let’s just say that fraternizing with the “town goth” was frowned upon. Lucas didn’t care. “Do you have anything to eat today?”
“Ugh, no, Mom!” She teased, smiling behind her bangs.
“You know you’re less crabby when you have breakfast.”
“I don’t care for it.” She sipped from her metal water bottle while glaring at an older woman walking by. The old bitty scurried away down one of the grocery aisles.
“Well, here.” Lucas was already ready for his testy friend to show up in a bad mood and passed her a freshly made breakfast sandwich from the deli counter.
“Oh? You’re trying to be sweet with me,” she hissed with a smile. “Thank you, Lucas,” she monotony spoke, like school children thanking a substitute teacher.
“Well, I don’t want to be the one to baby you when you pass out from low blood sugar,” he giggled, sipping his black coffee as she swallowed the sandwich in seconds.
“You know I mainly subsist on the salty glares of the normal folk,” she laughed between bites.
“Yes, of course, of course.” Lucas smiled. “So, what’s on the docket today? Moping around the strip mall? Cyberbullying creeps online? Rewatching the same anime for the 11th time?”
“Why not all three?” She grinned, her canine tooth cap sparkling in the fluorescent light. “My Mom is on my case about moving out, so I’m visiting different apartments all afternoon.” Hex groaned as she finished her sandwich and stole Lucas’ coffee to wash it down.
“Hey! You’re gonna have to start paying for coffee. I can cover the occasional sandwich,” he teased.
“Oh, blow me.” Her jokes made the nearby older man gasp. “Move along, grandpa.” Hex shooed him, and he scurried away.
“Can you not scare away all the customers?” Lucas took back his coffee and sipped. “Also, why don’t you just move in with me? I’m relatively clean, and I’ve got the extra room.”
“Ugh,” she groaned, her cleavage bouncing as she shifted side to side with her hips. Lucas's eyes dipped down for just a moment, but Hex caught him. “That’s the reason. You’ll be oggling my friends and me all day and all night.”
“Oh please, no, I wouldn’t. Besides, which friends are you referring to?” Lucas had caught her. These two were each other’s only support system.
“Fair enough, but I’m good. I don’t need your boy smell infecting my crystals.”
“I don’t think that’s how that works, but fine. If you want to use all your paycheck on rent, don’t let me stop you.”
“Thank you,” she curtseyed. “How very chivalrous of you. So, you excited for your big bday this week?”
Lucas sighed heavily. He wasn’t excited; he never was. His family had moved away, any friends from high school didn’t speak with him, and he was usually scheduled to work on his birthday every year. It was never a celebration she looked forward to, and each year the depression only worsened. “I think… it’ll be fine.” He lied, and Hex could sense it.
“Whoa-ho, don’t get too excitable! You just might explode!” She shouted her last word, making the small family entering the store quickly turn away and leave.
“Can you stop that!” Lucas couldn’t help but giggle. “I’ll be fine. Really. I think I’ll just rent a movie or something.”
“Again, thrilling plans from the daredevil Lucas.”
“Oh, so were you planning something for me? Possibly a surprise party?”
“Oh yes. Everyone in town called me, and we’re planning a flash mob to break down your door at midnight on your birthday and dance to Gangnam Style until the sun comes up. Then we’d switch to the Electric Slide.”
“Wow, you know me so well,” they both laughed. “The Devil is real, and she is you.”
Hex blushed and covered her mouth in faux shock. “You’re too kind, sir.” Her phone vibrated in her purse, and she groaned. “Ugh, I need to go. First showing is in five minutes, and I know I’ll be late.” Hex walked toward the door while holding up the devil horns. “See ya later! Hail Satan!”
Lucas smiled as he watched another older woman scowl at Hex as his only friend left. He just knew he would get a talking to from management, but what were they going to do? No one wanted to work at this shit hole, and he usually kept his head down and got the work done. He finished off the rest of his shift before picking up a frozen pizza from the stock room and heading to his apartment down the road. He lived above a dive bar, which grew quite rowdy on the weekends, but Lucas didn’t mind. Tonight, he heated up the pizza, cracked open a beer, and turned on the newest streaming horror show. His phone pinged.
H: UGH!!!! Why are apartments so expensive?!
Lucas laughed at his phone and sipped his beer. He looked at the profile photo Hex had set as her contact image. Her black and red hair cascaded down her face, leading to her impressive cleavage. He closed his eyes and pictured her wide hips, stretching her signature black denim shorts. Her slim belly accentuated her curves, making her even more of a target in such a socially conservative town. She was everything they hated, but that only made Lucas like her more.
He shook off his horny thoughts to reply.
L: What? No haunted houses for rent? No spooky lighthouses?
H: I WISH! I found a dumpy studio with no fridge or stove, and it was more than I make in two months!
L: Oof, that’s rough. My offer still stands, you know.
H: Ugh, NO! Well, maybe. IDK! Why does everything have to cost money?!?!!!!
L: I didn’t make the rules. Take it up with the mayor or someone.
H: UGH! picture attached
Lucas opened the image to see Hex in her room, adorned with heavy metal band posters, pentagrams, tv show merch, Funko Pops, and demonic imagery. She had her tongue out and middle finger up, which he assumed was meant for him. He laughed, his eyes focusing on her milky white cleavage. His eyes traced the veins dancing under her skin, thinking of his tongue licking and sucking her big teats.
“Fuck,” he whispered to himself. Before he knew it, he was lying on his bed, scrolling through her Instagram feed, touching her growing cock. He couldn’t help it - he was a lonely guy falling for the only woman giving him any attention. She was perfect for him - his dream woman - but she wanted nothing to do with him romantically.
Sure, he didn’t ever dare to actually ask her out, but he already knew what she’d say. The same thing she’d said to him about moving in together as roommates.
He found the image he’d been looking for - her cosplay era. He’d found her Corpse Bride cosplay - donning a tattered white wedding gown with her skin dyed blue. He wasn’t focused on all the work she’d put in for the comic convention; he just stared at her corseted waist, highlighting her huge boobs and hips. He pictured her on top of him, her black hair raining down around him as he fucked her deeper and deeper. Her big tits rippling as she bounced on his cock, crying out in pleasure as her fat ass connected with his pelvis.
“Fuck, yes!” He whispered to himself. He zoomed in with a double-tap, looking at her cleavage as he felt his orgasm about to crest. He saw a text came through - it was her. He swiped it away as he shot his load across the room. He noted that it was stronger than usual as he caught his breath, sweat dripping down his forehead and chest.
After a few minutes, he cleaned up his mess and began changing before remembering his missed message. He opened it, and his blood ran cold.
H: I see you creep picture attached
The image was a screenshot of Hex’s notification tab. It showed that his account had liked an image of hers - the one he’d been masturbating to. The one from over a year ago. It was clear to anyone with a brain what he’d been up to, and he was kicking himself for being so careless.
He didn’t know what he said, so he just set his phone aside for the night. Hex had caught him, and hopefully they’d be able to move on from it in a day or two.
~~~
“We need you tomorrow,” coldly rang out from Lucas’ manager.
“Tomorrow?! I requested that over 5 months ago! You approved my time off! You can’t just-”
“Look, Luke,” Lucas hated the shortening of his name, and his boss knew that. “Both Stacy and Josh called in sick. I have one of my boys from my frat, and we’re hitting the links. If you can’t make it, then I guess we’ll have to have a discussion about your future at this company.”
Lucas wished he could roll his eyes. His boss loved to talk about running this grocery store the way crypto bros talk about their “investments”. Lucas could only take a deep breath and say, “No, sir. It won’t be a problem. I… I didn’t have anything planned for tomorrow anyway.”
Lucas walked out of his boss’s office and to the giant dry-erase board in the hallway. All of the shifts were written up, with Lucas’ name showing up the most often. With a deep sigh, his catchphrase at this point, he wrote his own name for the Friday shift - his birthday.
~~~
Lucas stocked the shelves at the end of his birthday shift. The clock struck 10 PM, and the only silver lining from today was Hex standing over his shoulder while he filled the shelves with soups, sauces, and spices.
“It’s still so messed up they made you work today!” Hex exclaimed as she scrolled on her phone. Her free hand rubbed Lucas’ shoulder to comfort him, but he still felt awkward from his photo mishap from earlier this week.
“It is what it is. It’s over already. I just want to get home.” Lucas broke down another box and moved to the freezer section, Hex’s breasts bouncing wildly behind him as she walked and scrolled. He unloaded ice cream while stealing glances at his friend’s chest. It almost looked bigger than normal. Maybe it was hormones or the pattern on her shirt. Lucas was a virgin and hadn’t had much luck with the ladies, so he wouldn’t be one to know the mechanisms and mathematics that go into bra making.
“Eye’s up, bud.” Hex chewed her gum as her eyes never left her phone. Lucas snapped his head back to the ice cream section so fast that her hurt his neck. Hex smiled. “Just teasing you, dude. It’s your birthday, I can’t blame ya for taking a peek.”
Lucas turned back to look at her chest again, but got an annoyed stare in return. “Hey now, this show ain’t free.” Lucas turned away again, and they both laughed. Over the next hour, Hex helped him unpack cans, boxes, and bags and even swept while he mopped the floors.
“You really didn’t need to do this, Hex.” Lucas was truly grateful.
“If you tell anyone that I was this nice, I’ll kill you.” Her words were sharp, but Lucas knew she really cared. After he packed his things and turned out the lights, Hex tapped his shoulder. “Look, I’m not good at gifts. I thought you deserved to have something today.” She handed over a black box with a black ribbon around it, along with a black envelope. Lucas tried to inspect the bottom of the box by tipping it, by Hex stopped him. “Keep it upright!”
“Sorry, ok, I will.” Lucas smiled at her. “You really didn’t need to do this.”
“Oh, shut up, dude. Just don’t open these before you get home. And make sure you light the candle before you do… anything. Sorry, I don’t want to spoil the surprise.” Before he could thank her, she snapped her arms around her like a slap bracelet. Hex squeezed him tight, her head nuzzling into his chest while her breasts pressed into his gut. Lucas’ arms melted into a hug, but before his cock could stir, she’d separated.
“You’re a good friend, dweeb. Go home and celebrate, and don’t let this place ruin your life.”
“You mean work or this town?”
“Both. Happy Birthday, idiot.” With that, Hex went into the night. Her black silhouette melted into the shadow,s and Lucas was left alone. He finished locking up and started walking home.
He passed craft stores, liquor stores, souvenir shops - all of which were advertising witchy merchandise. Lucas just scoffed. “This town and these people - they really can’t make up their minds,” he thought to himself. They happily benefit financially from the magical history of the town, but the second someone actually wants to explore magic or even dares to dress in a witchy manner like Hex, they shun them.
Lucas’ mind kept drifting back to his friend as he approached the dive bar. He made his way through his side entrance and up the stairs to his home. No messages from family or old friends on his birthday. His parents were probably too busy - they traveled often now that they were retired, but never mentioned wanting to have Lucas on their adventures.
He brushed it off and flipped on the TV as he changed into sweats. He cracked open a beer and sat down before noticing the black box and envelope. Lucas took out his phone.
L: Hey, to be real for a second. Thank you for the gift. Even the gesture means a lot.
H: Have you opened it yet?!
L: Was about to
H: Ugh, hurry up and tell me what you think. If I don’t answer, just know it’s because my Mom is making me apply for jobs around town until my eyes start bleeding.
Lucas chuckled at the message and threw his phone down. First, the envelope. He tore it open to find a black card with white text. “She really likes to stay on brand, doesn’t she?” He said to himself as he opened the card. Two photos slipped out and fell to the floor, but he’d grab them after he’d read the card.
Only a few words, which makes sense. This all felt too emotional for Hex, who loved to respond with no more than two words when you asked how she was doing.
Happy Birthday, nerd. Enjoy.
Lucas furrowed his eyebrows. “Enjoy?” He reached for the two objects that fell from the card and froze when he realized what they were. They were the original images from the photographer at the comic convention - these were the images she’d posted. There was Hex in her corpse bride cosplay, her deep cleavage on full display in the hotel lobby on the convention center.
L: Hex? What is this?
H: Hey, you were the one perving. I just thought you might like them. Sue me.
Lucas’s cock flexed and grew hard in his sweats as he studied the images. Before he could go much further, his phone buzzed.
H: Just make your wish already!
“Wish?” Lucas was confused, but decided to ignore his boner and open the box. He was careful to keep it upright as he opened the top, revealing an all-black cupcake with a black candle on top. Typical.
Carefully, he slid the cupcake free and set it on his coffee table. A small note drifted out of the box, landing on Lucas’s lap. The words on the note were written in what could only be described as Ole Timey font. As if this note was pulled from a scrap of the Declaration of Independence or a scroll out of a message in a bottle. He had to squint, but Lucas could make out the words.
State your desire, and it shall be.
“Ominious.” He reached for his phone.
L: Hex… what the hell is this?
No response. He looked down at the scrap of paper and then the photos. He was entranced by her; he loved the way she looked, and he loved their friendship. He… loved her. Lucas felt silly, but it was true. He didn’t understand this strange gift, but she’d been the only person to care about him in months. Hex checked in on him, visited him, and cared for him.
He reached into a bin on a side table and retrieved a lighter. With a flick, the candle was lit. It was strange - it almost looked as if the flame was black. Maybe it was from a chemical in the wick? He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t care. Lucas leaned forward and thought of the perfect birthday wish.
State your desire…
His desire? With a deep breath, he pictured it.
There he was - in a home, bathed in warm sunlight, inviting him inside. He entered this perfect two-story modern home with a wrap-around porch. Inside, he could hear people running around upstairs. Possibly kids? Hard to say, but it didn’t matter. From where he assumed the kitchen was, Hex appeared, wearing what could only be described as a Julia Child’s apron mixed with Sally’s dress from The Nightmare Before Christmas. Goth meets Trad Wife. She pulled it off perfectly.
She stood silhouetted by the golden hour sun, cradling a bowl near her belly. Lucas focused harder, and it became clear. It wasn’t a bowl for mixing some sort of dessert; it was her belly. Enormously round, as if she’d been hiding a yoga ball under her clothes, topped with two tits that defined logic. They were like overinflated balloons, heavy yet perfectly shaped. He could see the hint of a stain in front of her breast just as another grew on the other breast. She was… lactating?
“Welcome home, honey,” Dream Hex whispered as the daydream faded away with Lucas blowing out his candle. As his breath extinguished the flame, the lights in his apartment went out. The sound from the bar below him shut off instantly, leading to many patrons groaning loudly. Within seconds, the lights were back on and Lucas was stunned.
What was that? It was the most vivid daydream of his life. It was like he was reliving a memory of a time that never existed. He took the candle from the cupcake and took a bite. It was perfect - Lucas made a mental note to tell Hex she should make these for the next witchy craft fair. As he went to add this note to his Notetaker app, there was a knock at the door.
He grew worried it would be the bar owner coming up to yell at him for running the dishwasher and the microwave at the same time, but Lucas was surprised. It wasn’t a grungy old man; it was the only person in his life that he cared about.
He undid the locks and let Hex in without saying a word. It was hard to see in the dim lights, but behind her bangs, it looked as if her pupils were huge. Bigger than the whites of her eyes. Somehow, the door closed behind her, and Lucas watched as she walked, no, seemingly floated to the couch and sat down. It was like his brain wouldn’t allow him to comprehend what was happening before him.
“Hex? You ok?” He finally squeaked out. This caused her eyes to return to normal, and she looked around frantically, getting her bearings.
When her eyes met Lucas’ she was on her feet and in front of him in the blink of an eye. Her cleavage was pressed tightly against his chest, but Lucas didn’t notice. He was fixed on her eyes that looked hungry for him.
“You finally made your wish?”
Lucas nodded.
“Good boy. I wanted to make sure the pictures gave you the nudge I needed.” Her dark, manicured hand raised, and she snapped her fingers. A curtain of shadows rushed up her body, covering her entirely before retreating back to the dark corners of the room, and not alone. It seems the shadows had taken all of Hex’s clothing with them. “Oo, it’s cold in here.” Another snap, and the candles adorning the shelves lit simultaneously.
Were there always that many candles in his place? Lucas was overstimulated, and his cock was taking over.
“So, my dear friend, tell me what you wish for.” Hex stepped closer, her breasts hanging perfectly, bouncing with every step. Her thick thighs rubbed together as she got closer, giving her just enough stimulation.
“What? How did you-”
“Sweetie, let’s not play dumb here. Tell me what you just saw happen with my clothes.” Lucas stared at her, dumbfounded. “Fine, I’ll say it with you. Mag-”
“Magic,” he whispered.
“There you go. A little trick of the shadows when I need to be clothed, or unclothed, in a pinch. Same with the candles. Sorry, might get some wax on your figurines, but I think they look nice, don’t you?”
“You’re… magic?” Lucas kept stepping back until his back was against the wall. Hex kept walking toward him.
“Yes, dear. Witchborn, waiting for the right time to make my little move. I didn’t know just how interested you were with me, but after your little snafu with Instagram… well, I had to make my move.”
“What do you?”
“Let’s make the abundantly clear,” Hex was in front of him, her tits pressed hard into his chest as her hand snaked down to his cock. “I’m a witch. I like you… No, I love you, Lucas. I needed to make sure you felt the same way. And as a thank you -” she got onto her tippy toes to reach his ear for the next part, “I’m going to give you everything you ever wanted.”
“And… what would that be?” Lucas was shivering with anticipation.
“Why don’t I show you?” Her teeth nipped at her earlobe before she dove onto his mouth. She kissed him, and he kissed her back. She guided him to the floor and fished his cock out of his pants. “Mmmm, love this, Lucas, but let’s see what we can do to … help each other out.”
“What do you mean?” He meant to ask this, but was stopped as her tight pussy enveloped his cock. Her warm vaginal walls massaged his member on the way down, exceeding all of his expectations of what a vagina would feel like.
“Don’t talk just yet, babe. I know this is new for you. That’s alright, I’ll show you just how… magical it can be.” Another snap of her fingers, and the shadows covered Lucas in a blink and were gone even faster. He was naked now, feeling her big tits pressed against his bare skin. “Good boy. Now, fuck me.”
Hex guided his hands to her hips, and he gripped her tightly. He tried to guide her up and down, but she was in control. “Fuck! Yes! Don’t cum yet!” She cried out. How did she know how close he was?
Possibly it was the magic or his own willpower, but he held off cumming for over 5 minutes. He was so overwhelmed, but Hex helped. She would guide his head to her tit to suck her as she pounded hard, even moving his hands and demanding he slap her fat ass. He did so gladly, but she always demanded harder and harder. He choked her, bit her, sucked on her neck, and even pulled her hair. It was incredible, and only getting better.
“Fuck, Lucas. I’m close. I just need… a bit more.” With those words, it felt like Lucas was on the brink of cumming and had lost control, but nothing was coming out of his cock. Instead, with each surge he’d normally feel when he was masturbating, he felt his cock swell. No, his cock and balls.
Each surge, like rushing water filling a water balloon, pushed his cock thicker and longer, invading Hex’s pussy deeper.
“Yes! YES! Good boy, keep going. Hold onto the magic. Don’t let go! Keep growing!” Her black fingernails dug into his back, and she pulled him in close, pounding harder and harder. She started to slow as his cock grew too big. If Lucas were to guess, he was over a foot long and nearly 8 inches around. His balls felt heavy, and grew more sensitive by the second.
“There! FUCK! Right there!” Lucas had felt like Hex had reached her limit. He couldn’t speak at this point due to the overwhelming sensations, but he was ready to pop. “DO IT! Cum for me!”
“I…. I….” He wanted to say he didn’t have a condom, but that daydream came back to his head, and his worries melted away. He came, she came, and they screamed. The walls shook, the candles fell, and cracks formed in the ground as their orgasm grew together. Lucas watched his cum fill her belly one shot at a time. Hex leaned back to cradle her belly as it grew and grew.
“Yes! Fuck! I can take it! Keep it coming, Lucas!” The patrons downstairs must have known what was happening, but if they could see this, they would be in awe just like Lucas. After what felt like 10 minutes, they both finally stopped cumming. Lucas’ lap was covered in her sweet girl cum, and her belly looked 2 months pregnant from his loads. She stood up, with some trouble from her new weight, and collapsed next to Lucas against the wall. Even flaccid, his cock was well over a foot. It was impossible to comprehend that this was connected to his own body.
Time stretched out before them as they caught their breaths, and Lucas finally spoke. “So…” he huffed. “I know I’m new to this, but… I don’t think… your stomach is supposed to look like that right after we have sex.”
Hex laughed breathlessly. “Right you are, sir. I had a few more secrets I didn’t share with you.”
Lucas could only listen as he inspected his new, longer member.
“I’m a bit of a… magical creature.”
“Like… not human?”
“No, no. Well, Witch from my Dad’s side and Succubus from my Mom’s side.”
“So… you’re a demon.”
“NO!” She gave his arm a punch. “Well, half, so it doesn’t count. I still think I can go to heaven.” They both giggled, and Hex leaned on Lucas’s shoulder while petting her belly. Her big tits rested heavily on her gut, bringing back the fantasy Lucas longed for.
“I have a bit of power. I can… change things.”
“Yeah,” Lucas asked before bringing his hand to her belly and rubbing it with her. It felt like an overfilled balloon.
“Yeah, but it’s conditional. I think my Dad didn’t want me making my teacher disappear when I was a kid if they gave me an F.” She continued, “I can rewrite reality to suit my needs, but I need someone to help me control the power. Filter it, shape it with me. At least, that’s how he described it. And now, tonight,” she motioned to Lucas’ cock, “I think it actually works.”
“So… let’s add this up. You’ve secretly been a witch slash demon, and now I’m magical?!”
Hex laughed. “Not quite, dude. I can still do my little tricks,” she proved this by snapping her fingers twice, turning the candles off and on again. “But if I want to create real change, I need a partner. A partner I can trust, who trusts me, and… wants the same thing as me.”
“What do you mean?” Lucas was puzzled.
“You know, for a moment there before your wish, I saw your dream life. I was in the kitchen, our kids upstairs, and that big belly.” She cooed, her hand running to her pussy beneath her bulging gut. “I loved it, Lucas. I love life, I loved my body, but most of all - I love that we were happy and safe together.”
Their eyes locked and began to tear up. “You… you really feel that way?” Lucas asked, his hand finding her free hand to hold it tightly.
“God, more than anything. Maybe the feeling wasn’t as strong before you made your wish, but now - god, I need it. I need it so bad. I need it,” Hex was on his lap in a flash, “right fucking now.”
A flick of her finger and he was hard again. Carefully, she slid him inside, now considerably more difficult than their first session.
“Jesus Christ, you’re big!” She cried out.
“You wanted this!” Lucas yelled back, putting her on her back as he started to thrust. Her belly stretched with each impact, and she bit her lip in lust.
“Fuck yeah, I did! Harder, baby!” He listened, pinning her arms down and flexing newly developed ab muscles to pound her harder and harder. “Goddess, yes! I’m yours, Lucas. However, you want me! Forever!”
“YES! He cried out, his pre cum already filling her belly again. “Forever!”
“Tell me how you want me!” She cried, and Lucas replied honestly.
“I want your big tits even bigger! I want them fucking massive!” A flash of black magic and he watched her big tits swell.
“Yes, baby! Tell me more!”
“Fatter thighs! Wider hips! We’re going to have a big family, and I want everyone to know when they see you.” With that, his hips cracked and grew wider and fatter, lifting them both off the ground.
“Yes, baby! Dirtier! Greedier! It’s our magic! Go crazy with it!” Her tits had reached M cups in seconds, and were still growing.
“I want you, the biggest woman in town. No one can be even close.”
“Way ahead of you, babe…” she trailed off as she got her hands free to play with her rapidly growing breasts, tracing her fingers down to her hips. What Lucas was missing out on were all the women in town being affected. Women didn’t notice their breasts and asses shrinking in seconds. They were stick thin, with no explanation. Well, no logical explanation.
All that potential growth energy funneled its way to Hex and pumped her bigger. “Bigger! Yes! Bigger! Fuck, Lucas grow for me!” He did so quickly, his balls growing heavier, slapping her harder and harder.
Before long, he was cumming again. With gallons of cum in his balls, Hex inflated rapidly. Her screams could be heard the entire block over. The magic seeped from her pores like black smoke covering them both. Her gut reached the size of a watermelon when Lucas considered pulling out, but her fat, growing thighs pinned him there.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” She cried in both pain and pleasure. “I want that big family, Lucas. Give me what I want!” He did as he was commanded and fucked her deeper. It was like a firehose was going off inside her womb. When he was done, her gut looked like she had been carrying twins for 9 months, and her tits looked like they could feed the entire town.
They passed out on top of each other, cradling her boobs like they were body pillows. Tonight, they only changed her body. Tomorrow, they were changing their lives.
~~~
The sun rose on the two new lovers, no, soulmates.
Hex’s black locks fell across her body as the two spooned. Lucas’ massive cock slid between Hex’s inflated ass. Her cheeks regularly squeezed his member, and she cooed each time she did. His arm wrapped around her round, almost jelly-like gut. He held it tightly, knowing that this was the start of their beautiful future together.
Slowly, he slid his arm beneath her tits. Lifting them just enough to slip underneath was like lifting two forty-pound bags. Hex giggled at his struggles.
“A little heavy for you?” She teased.
“How big are you even at this point?”
“Ooo good question,” she paused as her eyes flicked to black. Shadows wrapped around her chest and disappeared a moment later. “Well, I won’t be buying any bras in stores from now on, that’s for sure. My best estimate is around a Double ZZ cup. It sounds silly to even use letters at this point.”
“Do they hurt?”
“No, not at all. It was like I was built for this.” She tilted her head to face Lucas and kissed him deeply. “Plus, a little reality shifting, and I was able to build some muscle support for my new, growing body.”
“Hey, no fair!”
“What?” She looked puzzled.
“Can’t a guy get some muscle too?!”
“Of course, cutie.” She kissed him deeply and began flexing her ass faster and harder. He grew more erect, allowing the magic to flow between them. Lucas could feel his muscles knitting together stronger and sturier than before. His arms, legs, and abs grew more pronounced, but not too extreme. He could feel his power growing, now able to handle his partner’s growing body much more easily.
“Good boy, now grow for me.” Slowly, he grew taller for Hex. Nothing too extreme, just up to 6’5”. “I love the contrast.”
“Well, then I want something in return.” He bit her lip to tease her and reached for her breasts. “I woke up thirsty.”
Hex gasped as her milk ducts bloomed inside her breasts. Her pussy soaked her thighs as her tits began swelling tighter and tighter with delicious milk. “Lucas. I need release. FUCK!”
Hex tried to massage her breasts to release, but Lucas stopped her. “Nope. Not yet. Bigger. Heavier.”
She screamed as her milk production increased as she rolled on her back. Her tits and belly jiggled wildly as her breasts swelled. Lucas seized his moment and slipped deep inside her. “Oh fuck, yes!” She cried out as she gripped her belly. “Fill me up! I want to have all your babies.”
He used his newfound strength and began pounding away. Her belly jiggled like water balloons with each impact. His cock grew with each thrust, eventually denting her gut with each thrust. “Mmmm, good boy. Thicker!!”
His cock responded instantly, stretching her wider and wider. She may have well have been fucking a tree trunk at this point.
“Cum in me! Fertilize me, Lucas!” It was done. He came, and she came. Her gut rose between them as her milk finally released. His walls were covered in her milky white nectar. He couldn’t reach her nipples as her gut grew, but she positioned her nipples to spray him in the mouth.
He equated it to trying to drink from a firehose. It was delicious, addicting, and he wanted more. With enough focus, their magic made her tits swell as she came, enhancing her orgasm. Her gut was reaching the size of the rest of her body before he was finished, and her tits had surpassed even that size.
“Jesus Christ, Lucas!” She looked at her engorged body. “You may have gone a little overboard.”
“Never,” he lay next to her and kissed deeply while rubbing her gut. “Now, what else can that magic do?”
~~~
After about 30 minutes, Lucas was able to pull Hex’s bloated body through his doorway. She used her magic to fashion them both clothes, making sure to tease what each had been hiding. Thankfully, it was the bi-weekly farmers market and craft fair - a perfect place to show off their new bodies.
As they walked, people ran from them. Afraid of Hex’s dark aura, but also her gigantic tits covering her gut. Did they even know she was sporting a gigantic cum filled, impregnated gut? Who cares, she just enjoyed how in awe they were.
Lucas also had stares, especially with his impressive bulge between his legs. He felt a bit embarrassed, but after a few hungry looks from both men and women, he grew to enjoy it. They walked around the stalls of the fair, trying different foods, smelling witchy candles, and even looking at handmade baby clothes.
“Oh this would just be darling,” Hex held up a little onesie with a witch flying in front of the moon.
“I agree.” Lucas looked around once more, finally noticing a side effect from last night. “Hey, did you -”
“Steal the curves of every judgy woman in town? You bet I did,” she smiled, her black lipstick making her pale skin glow.
“You’re so bad.”
“I didn’t hear you complaining last night. Oof,” she paused, milk leaking from her breasts for a moment. “Jeez, these things fill up fast.”
“Do we need to go back to my place?”
“No, I’ve outgrown that little apartment, sweetie. How about-” she looked around the neighboring homes, “that one?”
She pointed to the quintessential witchy house. It was a classic Victorian-inspired New England home, known to be both the site of the original witch trials and also had reports of hauntings. It was a historical site, and Lucas had no idea how they could afford it.
“I’d love to, honey, but I think we’ll need to be more realistic.”
“Oh, are we now the realistic couple?” She motioned to her enormous assets. “Babe, just do me a favor. Follow me.” Hex dragged her now boyfriend to the home, leading them inside. It was usually reserved for ghost tours, but she was able to find an empty office that she could squeeze her body into. “Just give me a good fuck, and I’ll see just how far my magic could go.”
Lucas didn’t need to ask further questions; he just bent her over one of the desks and tried ripping her clothes off. She snapped her fingers, and they were already naked. He slipped his cock into her hungry pussy and began pounding away. He could have held her aloft from her resting on his cock. It was nearly 2.5 feet long and was only getting wider and thicker. His balls grew heavier and bigger by each passing second.
“Fuck! It’s hard to concentrate, but here it goes.” Her eyes grew black, and the shadows she’d been controlling began engulfing the house. Onlookers gasped outside as it looked as if the house had been deleted from reality, but within a few seconds, and a powerful orgasm that bloated Hex even bigger, the house returned.
From the outside, it was unchanged, save for the placard outside. No longer was it the property of the Middleton Historical Society, but the home of Lucas and Hex. The office they were fucking in was now their master bedroom, and Hex lay back heavily on her mountain of pillows. Her gut was bigger than the rest of her body, and her tits sat heavily on either side.
“There we go.” She cooed. “Screw you, Mom, for making me tour apartments. I’m definitely more of a homebody,” she giggled.
“Jesus, you’ve gotten big,” Lucas stated at her gut before taking in the changed surroundings. “Did you just…”
“Make this our home? Yes, sir, and I made sure our bank accounts reflected such a purchase. You’ll have to check on that one for me, I’m about to pass out. A good fucking and a spell of this size really took it out of me.”
Lucas did just that, picking up his phone from the ground. It was true, his bank account was larger than he ever dreamed it could be, and both of their names were on the account.
“Jeez, Hex. What… else can you do?”
“Well, that’s the beauty of this whole arrangement, Lucas.” She smiled as her eyes closed. “As long as we’re together, anything is possible.” As she drifted off to sleep, Lucas could have sworn he saw her belly kick.
THE END