This choice: "No, I've got to stay in and do some stuff here." • Go Back... "What?" shrieks Marissa on the other end of the phone. Wow, she really is annoying. "Look, some stuff has come up. Deal with it." Marissa's not having it though. "You were going to make sure I hooked up with Steve. I wouldn't have even invited you if-"
You just hang up. You don't give a shit about Megan's stupid friends or their drama. Maybe you'll iron it out later, and maybe you won't. For now you're focused on the little version of Megan you've got in her room, and testing out your new body parts as big Megan.
Without regard to the tiny Megan stuck on top of the TV, you start undressing. You take off your clothes slowly and methodically, making sure you enjoy every moment. You shift around a little to feel out the new weight distribution in your hips and breasts, and soon you're in the middle of a full-on striptease without even knowing it. You can see why girls like it so much.
As soon as you're naked, you pick up Megan and flop down on the bed. You lie on your back and shift around a bit to get comfortable. It's still a neat feeling to see the two mounds on your chest. You start rubbing your nipples, forgetting that you're holding little Megan in your right hand. You put Megan down in between your legs, both to get out of your way and to let her see the giant version of her own pussy. That must be a weird feeling. But then you get a great idea.
"Hey Megan," you say, still staring straight up at the ceiling. "How about you climb up and start stroking my pussy. The lips, the clit -- you know how it's done. And do it right, or I'll stomp you."
Megan's scared, but within seconds you can feel her tiny hands as they start to stroke your pussy. You love the power shift here: she used to ignore you, and now she has to do everything you say. What a great moment. Of course, it gets even better as she starts to stroke you and you start to get turned on. It's just an indescribable phenomenon to be a girl becoming aroused, but basically your pussy starts getting turned on more and more, and the power starts to spread through your pelvis region and keeps spreading. You notice you're starting to get seriously wet, and you don't even care. You love it. That still doesn't stop you from humiliating Megan, though. "Megan, really get into it. Press yourself hard" you say with the shortened breath of arousal, knowing Megan doesn't want to soak herself in your pussy juices. You don't care though.
Unfortunately, after a while the sexual arousal stops growing, and while it's still fun, it's clearly not going any further. Oddly enough, you notice that feeling that women have had since the dawn of time: the need to have something long and narrow rammed into you. With one motion, you sit up in bed, sweep Megan off your pussy with your right hand, and say, "I need a dildo."
You look down at Megan. "Where are your dildos?" you demand. "I don't have any," she answers. "I was always with guys." Fair enough, you think. "That means I'm going to have to turn something into a dildo," you say, reaching over to the end table to pick up the gun. You look back between your legs at Megan. She's too small to make any difference if you stuffed her in your pussy. But if you made her grow a little bit, then it might be fun. You're sure Megan would enjoy it too. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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