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Amber's Journal - Part 9
🕑 Added 2022-12-06 05:00:03 +0000 UTC
In case you’re not keeping track (shame on you!), here are our players:
Me, your resident dreamer of size
Frank, my husband
April, my best friend
Emily, April’s friend and Frank’s ex-girlfriend.
There’s not a lot to bring you up to speed on, just that we all enjoy our size ray. It makes sexy encounters so much more fun! The latest news is that the company who makes the device just issued a patch that allows us to grow things in isolation. Body parts, for example.
How will we ever misbehave with that?
“Alright, I want a giant cock,” said Frank once we’d all changed back to normal. We sat in April’s living room, all of us naked.
“How giant?” asked April, fumbling with the controls on the device. Frank slid to the edge of the sofa and spread his legs. He was hard as a rock—his cock already quite large at eight and a half inches. The head throbbed as he waited for it to change.
“Surprise me.”
“You’ll be surprised, big guy,” she said, then aimed the device. I could feel my heart beating in my ears as she pulled the trigger and the green light zapped into his cock. Frank made a little wince but I’m sure it was all in his head. We loved to imagine what the ray was doing to us in the moment it made contact.
“No sucking it yourself,” said Emily. “That’s our job.”
He started to laugh, but it was quickly silenced when his cock started to inch higher, the head throbbing and swelling. At the base, his balls began to descend like a pair of balloons, swelling thicker and rounder. The shaft was gaining girth with each passing second. None of us talked—we were too enthralled by his swelling member.
“Wait, how big?” he asked, gripping it with two hands. It looked as if he were holding a two-liter bottle of soda—with two stacked on top. By now, his head was in front of his face and Frank was looking around it.
“Big enough to keep you from running off,” April said with a wink.
“Shouldn’t we be back in the garage?” asked Emily.
April’s face blanched. “Oh, shit!”
“Pick it up, ladies!” I said. “Help him get in there!”
By the time Frank was on his feet, his dick was big enough to make him pitch forward. But lucky for him, three accommodating ladies were there to take up the slack. April placed the size ray on the sofa and joined me on the left side of his cock while Emily took the right side. The gravity of his member was so great that the whole shaft was leaning down, pointing forward. It was like a tree trunk to us.
As we all awkwardly maneuvered through the house and into the garage, Frank’s dick continued to grow both thicker and longer. He was walking bow-legged because his sack had dropped to the ground and he was worried about stepping on it.
“Oh, this wasn’t funny, April!” he said, but we were all laughing.
“We’re like soldiers on a siege!” said Emily. “Let’s break down the castle gates!”
The three of us charged into the garage and not a moment too soon—his shaft was getting too heavy to carry. We eased it to the ground and Frank got on his knees. His sack ballooned up in front of him as it continued to swell. His dick lengthened until it was three times the size of his body.
That’s right. My man was sporting an eighteen foot cock.
“Now what?” Frank asked once he was in a comfortable position. “No room to fuck in here.”
“We can still ride it,” I said, and I threw my leg over his massive shaft. It was like sitting on a bull. He was so warm and I could feel him throbbing.
“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t get off right now,” said April. “I’m not equipped to clean up buckets of cum.”
Emily said, “C’mon, we won’t get him off. We’ll just ride him a bit.”
Emily and April got on behind me—there was enough room so that we could spread out with several feet between us. Frank seemed to like the sensation as the three of us bent over and gave him a lick—all while grinding our pussies into his shaft.
After a few minutes, April said, “This just isn’t cutting it.”
“No shit,” said Frank. “Humongous dick on paper is fun but in practice, it’s useless.”
“I have an idea,” I said, and I slid off his cock and went to retrieve the size ray.
By now, I was so good with it that I could do quick calculations in my head. So by the time I’d returned to the garage, I had it primed and ready to go. April and Emily had dismounted while I was away and now they were curious to what I’d do.
“Alright lover, get ready for a ride,” I told Frank, just before I aimed and zapped him. He figured his cock was about to get smaller—there certainly wasn’t any room to grow. But instead of just his cock, his whole body dwindled with it. The eighteen footer stayed in relation to his body as he shrank and shrank.
“Oh, I’m starting to figure it out,” said Emily, coming close to the dwindling man. She dropped to her knees to watch him shrink to his final size.
When it was over, we all crowded around him. His dick was about nine inches long—but the little man was relative to what he’d been before the shrinking began. He couldn’t have been more than two or three inches tall.
Emily lifted him, careful to keep Frank from falling back and hurting himself. With one hand, she cradled his shaft, and the other his balls and the tiny man perched atop. He seemed caught between fear and arousal. I couldn’t blame him. This was a crazy game we were playing.
“I want him,” I said, then moved over to the bed.
“I guess you can have him. He’s a bit too big for me,” Emily said, then laughed.
Just as she approached, I spread my legs and she angled Frank’s cock toward me. I could see my little man looking back at me, hanging onto himself for dear life. Slowly, the cock spread my lips and he was shoving in. His dick was slightly bigger than normal, so it was a bit of a surprise when Emily pushed him all the way. Once he was in, Frank’s body collapsed against my lips.
Emily began to drag him out and push him in. Slow at first, then picking up speed.
“Shrink ray, April,” I said, just as I started to enjoy it. My friend appeared on the bed next to me. “Frank looks bored.”
Before either of the ladies could say anything, I zapped them both with the same setting that had shrunk my husband. April giggled as she started to dwindle but Emily seemed irritated that I would interrupt her jacking of my pussy with Frank’s enlarged dick. As soon as her hands were too small to grip, I took over and kept thrusting.
Once the ladies were tiny on the bed, I scooped them up and placed them at the base of Frank’s cock. Both of them turned toward him and started kissing. He bit April’s neck, then slid his tongue down to her breasts. It was all so hot, but I was determined to make them work for it—the speed in which I stroked with Frank—with all three of them—was enough to make them dizzy.
With so much stimulus, Frank was shooting his load in no time. I could feel his cock pumping his hot cum inside me.
“Oh fuck, that feels good,” said April.
“Yeah,” Emily agreed. “We can feel his balls pumping.”
“That’s got to be the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had,” said Frank, finally collapsing over.
We all sat there for a little while and then I equalized my friends and my husband. As we stood around, Frank stroked his dick and said, “I think you shrunk it too much. I’m pretty sure I had at least half an inch more.”
I rolled my eyes, made an adjustment, then zapped his dick an additional three inches. He seemed rather happy.
“Now what, ladies?” I said.
Emily thrust out her chest and said, “See if you can make these grow!”
“I’m sure that won’t be a problem,” I said, then made another adjustment . . .
