Carl ran a finger over the bottle of pills in his left hand, his right resting on the mouse. The cursor was right above the “send” button. He didn’t know it right now, but the tiny movement of his finger clicking down was going to upend his life in the most incredible ways imaginable. Unaware of the momentous decision he had just made, he clicked, the information shooting through to the person on the other end.

Jane’s beautiful, slim face was lit by the glow of her laptop. She had been idly scrolling around the internet, when a notification from the fetish site she had just signed up to popped onto her screen. Her heart immediately started to pound in her slim, lithe chest. She had only done one post, so if someone had replied…well, there was a good chance it was good news.

Carl read over his reply. It was well-crafted – clear, without being needy or pushy. It got the point across, and – he thought – was polite and respectful. There was no telling how it would come across, but based on the way the person on the other end – Amaz0nia – had written her first post, he felt it would be well received.

He scrolled back up, and read it one more time. “I want to grow…” the title began, and Carl felt his cock stiffen at the very words. It touched him deep inside when he read things like this – it made him feel a sense of arousal that was so profound, it was almost primal.

“Is there anyone out there who can make me bigger? I want to break out of my clothes, burst through the ceiling, expand past all known boundaries, and become endlessly huge. I’m new to this site, but I feel like if anyone can make it happen, they’ll be here.”

Carl fingered the lid of the pill pot he had in his hand, and smiled. He knew it was a long shot, but he had a friend who worked high up for a big pharmaceutical company, and when Carl had hinted as these kinds of…needs, his friend had looked at him from over the top of his beer, and raised an eyebrow.

Much drunken discussion later, and Carl has the result in his hand. These pills were tested, but not in a way that was sufficiently comprehensive for the various agencies that prevented any old shit from being approved and put out there for public consumption. So they were almost certainly totally safe, but not the kind of safe that made them available in stores.

“But do they work?” Carl had asked, thinking of the immense possibilities inherent in these little pink capsules.

“Oh yes”, his friend had responded, a wide grin spreading across his face. “Trust me, I have had first-hand experience with this. They work.”

That was all Carl needed. He paid a small sum for the pills, soon received them with shaking hands, a small brown package arriving in the mail. Now all he needed was someone to share them with…

**

Jane arrived at the cabin as the sun was going down. It was a beautiful old wooden construction, massive and spacious, with room for at least 10 people to stay. It would just be the two of them, though. Her and “B1g B01”. She smiled at the dumb online names people used. And yet, because they were actively chosen, unlike your birth name, they had the chance to convey some truth, in the way that any choice conveys a kind of truth about the person that makes it, whether they like it or not.

She knew this was, in part, a very silly idea – meeting a stranger off the internet in a strange cabin in the woods was literally the stuff of horror movies, but there was something about their interactions online that had filled Jane with a sense of tremendous excitement, like something incredible was going to happen. It wasn’t only because she had been able to share some of her deep, dark desires – desires that she’d never shared with anyone before, desires that had for most of her 31 years made her feel embarrassed, ashamed, like some kind of freak. That was a big part of it, but it wasn’t only that.

There was an emotional honesty that came from that kind of sharing that leaked into all her interactions with B1g B01. She had told him (and she suddenly realized with a fearful rush that this could all be a big joke, and that a grody teenager could jump out of the bushes right now and laugh in her face. She pushed the thought from her mind, praying it was a foolish one) so much about herself, so much about her past, her hopes, her dreams. Jane was unusual in that she generally lived her life off computers – she preferred her interactions to be face to face, in the real world, over coffee and games, involving touch and intimacy. But there was something about her secret desires – desires to be so massively, incredibly huge – that she found completely blocked her from being able to speak to other humans in person about them. But then she found this site, devoted to size fetishes, and something clicked in her – this was the place where she could reveal who she really was.

So she actually did it – she agreed to meet this man in a cabin in the woods, who claimed to be able to make her grow. And himself, too. He claimed to have gotten a hold of some very experimental drugs that would cause major growth in both him and her, and even if it only worked a tiny bit, Jane was 100% in. It was just too big a part of her personality, of her deep desires to ignore, and she had spent so long repressing it that it was now a raging beast, scarcely below the surface. A beast that she couldn’t help but acknowledge – and now, feed.

She had made all sorts of precautions, of course – told friends where she was going (though not what she was doing), made sure if they didn’t hear from her that they would come running, go to the police, etc. So as far as strange meetings in strange cabins went, this was reasonably safe. Still, it didn’t stop her heart from pounding as her car pulled up outside the huge cabin, framed by the sun as it slowly dipped over the mountains.

She stepped out of the vehicle, bag slung over her shoulder, made her way to the house, and knocked on the front door. A surprisingly handsome, well-built man opened the door, and Jane couldn’t help herself.

“B1g B01?” She asked, smiling from ear to ear, sticking out a hand.

**

Carl couldn’t help but laugh.

“Amaz0nia, I presume.” He replied, taking her hand warmly and shaking it. His heart was pounding away too – she was very beautiful indeed, tall and slim, wearing a snugly fitting red dress, that made her look every bit the glamorous film star. Her makeup was subtle but elegant, her hair tied up in a neat bun. Amaz0nia was gorgeous.

“That’s me. But you can call me Jane.”

She grinned again, revealing a beautiful row of bright white teeth. There was something hungry in her mouth that turned Carl the hell on. It had come across in her post, too – a kind of greed, a desire for growth that reflected his own, which was saying something – his desire for expansion, for people to become massive and huge, was practically all-encompassing. It had been a part of him for a long as he could remember.

“I hear you’re going to make me bigger.”

Carl’s mouth felt dry. She was cutting right to the chase. He liked that. They’d spent a lot of time chatting online, and he felt like, in some ways he knew Jane better than he knew anyone he’d ever met.

“That’s the plan.” Carl smiled, holding up a bottle of pills. “I’ve been taking these for a while now, and everything seems on schedule. Growth should start tonight.”

“Excellent.” Smiled Jane, her eyes twinkling. “Why don’t you tell me your real name, or should I call you B1g B01 all night?”

“Carl.” Carl responded, laughing again, stepping aside to let the beautiful Jane in. “But B1g B01 is also fine.”

She giggled a little, stepping over the threshold into the large wooden cabin. There was a roaring log fire over a huge fireplace, a massive open area with couches and beautiful soft rugs, with wooden staircases either side leading up to the second floor, and a sloping ceiling up to a pointed roof way above. All in all it looked about 3 storeys high. Carl had chosen that very intentionally. He had no idea if any of this was going to work, but if it did, he very much wanted there to be room to grow.

“Well then.” He smiled. “Shall we get started?”

**

Given the two relative strangers didn’t actually know each other that well, they decided to sit down and have some drinks beforehand. Carl had the bottle of pills on hand in case he needed them, but he had to be honest – his cock was doing a pretty good job of growing all on its own. The pills function was to increase sperm production, and were initially designed as a fertility aid, but the offshoot of that, and that part that Carl and Jane were really interested in – was the fact that they would stimulate both dick and ball growth.

Carl could feel his cock straining in his pants. In part it was due to the fact that he was deeply, primally turned on by Jane, and what she stood for. Her whole outfit oozed sexuality, but it was the fact that her obsessions were so aligned with his that sent him into overdrive. The slinky red dress she was wearing was just a little snug, and when she folded her generous thighs over it slid up to reveal more of her perfect legs, her red heels seductive in the glow of the roaring fire. Her breasts were small, but perfectly formed, and well supported by a push-up bra that showed them off at their best. All in all she looked like a total sex bomb, and it was driving Carl wild with desire.

As he sipped at his champagne though, it was the swirling sensation in his balls that were really sending him crazy. He had been taking the strict diet of these pills for a few weeks now, and the effects were really starting to come in. He could feel his cock was slightly longer, and his balls were definitely larger than he was used to. When he put on his underwear this morning, there was a tightness that he wasn’t used to, and looking at himself in the mirror, his whole package looked pretty damn impressive. What was incredible though, was that once he started ejaculating (he’d been on a brief but challenging stint of celibacy – including masturbation – while on the pills, to further stimulate their effects) the expansion would really begin. The more he ejaculated, the more his augmented balls would produce to compensate, which would stimulate their growth further. He’d been building up their reserves for weeks – more, really, than he should have, and now they felt stuffed to the brim, and ready to blow. But his friend had assured him it was all perfectly safe, this would just compound the effects a little more. His friend had also suggested he didn’t drink, but Carl was nervous, and besides, he hadn’t been expressly told not to, so that would be fine.

He clinked glasses with Jane, who smiled seductively at him as she sipped from the tall flute. Carl also knew that his super powered semen would be, once ingested by Jane (or absorbed through other means) the thing that would cause her growth, so the teasing tension before their first encounter, and the dam that would be broken once they began was really exciting the both of them. They sipped their champagne in relative silence, the crackling and popping of the fire the only sounds for miles around, their quiet cabin in the woods the perfect romantic getaway.

“Hmmm, looks like things are working. Is it time?” Jane smiled, reaching over to take the pill bottle, and in doing so placing her other hand right next to Carl’s cock. It was already rock hard, coiled up in his pants, and having her hand next to it only intensified its solidity, and it pulsed outwards. His dick was definitely growing. That was the sign that it was time to start coming. And – if Carl had his way – to never stop.

“I guess so.” He smiled, inching forwards on his seat so that his dick bulged into Jane’s hand. She grabbed the pill bottle, her modest breasts in Carl’s face, and slid her hand a little so that it further touched his huge cock.

“Remind me, how many of these do I take?” Jane asked, pulling back and standing in front of Carl, holding the jar, slowly unscrewing the lid.

Carl smiled – they’d been over this countless times online, so this was very much a tease of a question. He’d been told by his pharma contact that each pill would make Jane grow a little more, up to a max of about 5, after which there would be little more effect.

“Well that depends how-“ Carl began, before watching open-mouthed as Jane took the bottle, tilted her head back and swallowed the entire contents. What must have been about 30-40 small pink pills tumbled into her mouth, one after the other, as she swallowed them down like a pro, resembling nothing more than a goose being force-fed grain, but without anyone massaging her neck – it was pure, primal greed that was powering her now, and it was turning Carl the fuck on.

Jane washed the pills down by draining the rest of her champagne flute and placed it to the side.

“Well, time to fill me up with your cum then, B1g B01.” She grinned, that big, hungry mouth spreading from ear to ear, as she belched, loudly.

Carl loved how open and honest she was, and how dirty she could be. His cock throbbed in his pants. It was definitely bigger.

“What do you say we move to the bedroom?” Jane smiled, taking Carl by the hand. “I want to be in a small space when I grow.”

Carl loved the logic – growth was always so much hotter to him when there was space pressure involved – growing in tight spaces made everything seem so much bigger. He knew that Jane shared this exact same aspect of the fetish, and feeling the greed burn between them both was the final straw. He broke. He felt his final inhibitions melting away as he took Jane by the waist, one hand dropping down to her small, pert ass, perfectly contained by this gorgeous fitting dress, and guided her into the bedroom.

“One question.” He said, as they stepped into the small, cosy bedroom, with a huge double bed and a small fire crackling in the corner.

“Only one.” She grinned back. Always cheeky.

“How big do you think you’re going to get?” They’d discussed the fact that probably this wouldn’t really work at all, not to mention that the only real growth would be a few inches here and there, and that anything was great, but the way Jane was talking, it seemed like she was expecting more, and Carl didn’t want to disappoint her.

“Hmmm, I’d say, as big as this house.” Jane smiled, with that hungry, hungry mouth again.

Carl’s mouth went dry. If only he’d brought his champagne with him.

“Right.” Was all he could manage. Either Jane knew something he didn’t, or she was going to be very disappointed – for all the fun they’d had talking this up, Carl didn’t believe it was going to work, really. Either way, he was so turned on by her desires and this entire situation, that he didn’t say any more. It was time to see where this night would take them.

—

“Now shut up and give me your cum.” Jane said, pushing him back onto the bed. Carl fell with an endorphin rush flooding his veins, his dick bulging hugely in his pants. He surrendered to everything, excited beyond belief to see where things would lead.

“Hmmm, it’s definitely bigger.” Said Jane, running her hands along Carl’s bulge, examining its size and scale. Carl had – at her request – sent her pictures of his cock, so that they could both appreciate any growth that may or may not happen on the course of the pills. The fact that she knew that growth had taken place showed she was paying attention. That was good.

“Oooh yeah, it’s definitely bigger.” She said, her voice dripping with greed. “Oooh, I wonder if I can even get it in.” She purred, unzipping Carl’s fly, lowering his pants as he lay on the edge of the bed, and then producing his cock, where it stuck up, 7 inches into the air like a flagpole.

“Not bad, not bad at all.” Jane appraised, stroking his dick up and down, gently, admiringly, stroking his balls, loving everything about it. It was amazing – Carl felt worshipped, like a god. “Yep, those balls are definitely bigger. And what’s in there – I want it in me.”

Before Carl could say anything in response, Jane lowered that big, greedy, hungry, mouth over his huge cock, and began to move up and down, gobbling down on his dick like it was a ice pop.

“Mmmmmfp” she slurped, using both her hands and her thick, red lips as she guzzled on his fat dick, loving every inch of it as she slowly moved up and down. Carl felt sensations through his body that he’d never known before, such glorious pleasure that he didn’t know what to do with himself. He’d had blowjobs before – amazing ones at that – which didn’t even come close. He knew on some level it had to be to do with the hormones he’d been pumping into his system for the past few weeks, and all the stuff that had been happening to his cock and balls, but now it was like it was all happening at once, and all that orgasms he’d held back on were approaching at the same time, and his throbbing, pulsing, engorged cock and swollen balls were about to explode. It really felt like that – there was so much energy pulsing through him that he felt like his cock and balls were going to burst.

And then he came. It was quick, in the way that he felt that burst of pre-pleasure, and then he was coming, but in another way it felt like he’d been preparing for this ejaculation for about a month, and all that pent up pressure and abstinence came pouring out of his enlarged balls and flowing down Jane’s throat, burst after burst.

Carl lay there on the bed, tensing up, coming again and again and again. He couldn’t believe how many times his cock pulsed with energy and yet more ejaculate came flowing out. He was crying out for joy as he came, and he could feel his balls churning, pumping out more and more of this special jizz that he’d been brewing up with the aid of these magic pharmaceuticals. He looked up, to see Jane’s cheeks genuinely blown out by the volume of semen in her mouth. He looked into her eyes, almost apologetic, but the look on her face was one of fierce determination. She knew what she was here for, and this was exactly it. The more of it she got, the better things would be. She stared at him with a steely look in her eyes, and swallowed, hugely. It was almost like a cartoon, the bulge that went down her throat as she practically inhaled a huge load of cum, even as more came blasting out of Carl’s cock. It was almost coming out of her nose, there was such huge quantities.

But eventually it was done, and Carl stopped ejaculating, and he lay back, like he had just run a marathon: exhausted, but utterly overjoyed.

And then two things happened at once.

The first is that Jane wiped her cum-blasted mouth with the back of her hand, belched hugely, a small bubble of leftover jizz forming over her mouth as she did so, and patted her stomach. Carl couldn’t believe how distended it was – it looked like she was a couple of months pregnant, her stomach was so pushed out, stuffing her dress, pulling it up to reveal more of her perfect legs. She looked incredible, bigger and fuller than before, and sated, like a cat that got the cream.

Then she burped one more time, softly, rubbed her swollen belly. And she began to grow. She looked down at her body, with a look that didn’t even suggest much surprise, and smiled a huge, wide smile. And she began to bulge.

It started with her breasts, first. Carl watched, with wide eyes, as Jane’s small breasts began to slowly expand. Jane looked down at them, scarcely daring to touch them as they gently ballooned outwards, inching away from her, getting bigger and bigger all the time. As they swelled, her nipples grew with them, long and hard and erect, keeping time with her breasts’ expansion, as they slowly groaned outwards, as if reaching towards Carl, who was lying on the bed, amazed by what was happening. He really hadn’t known if any of this was going to come true, and now this cum-stuffed beauty was blowing up in front of his very eyes.

“Ohhh, it feels so good, so full.” Jane moaned, now caressing her breasts as they swelled larger. They were already the size of melons now, and only getting larger, as Jane absorbed the massive amounts of cum that Carl had pumped into her. Her dress began to stretch and strain as her body expanded, and she bit her lip in arousal as she grew, getting bigger and heavier all the time. Carl loved listening to the stretching of fabric as her clothes struggled to deal with increasing size.

Jane rubbed her belly a little more, as if trying to make sure all the cum in there was doing its job, and then turned to look at her ass. It was deeply arousing to Carl to watch her turn, as her body was already so much bigger than she was used to, so looking around thrust her belly and breasts out to the side – she was already unusually large. And this was just the start.

“Ooooh, it’s going to my butt too.” Jane purred, reaching around and placing a hand over her swelling ass, which was growing beautifully into her dress, pulling it outwards and upwards, the whole garment spreading across her body, getting tighter and tighter as she blew up in all the right places. Carl watched her, stunned at how arousing this all was.

“I thought you’d taken your heels off.” Was all he managed, as her swollen form loomed there in front of him, huge and beautiful.

“I did.” She replied, with a devilish smile. Those thick, hungry lips pulsed, full and thick with desire.

“You mean…” Carl managed, but that was as far as he got.

“Yep. I’m growing. Taller. Bigger.” Jane grinned, as Carl realised she was a few inches taller than she was before. Her entire body was blowing up. And she looked like she expected every single second of it.

“And I’m not the only one.” She smiled, looking down past her burgeoning bust at Carl lying on the bed. His eyes – if it were possible – grew even wider to see his large, erect cock poking up into the air again, already primed to go. That was one thing, but that at least was expected, as part of the deal with the pill was being able to go again and again, like Viagra on speed. But what was incredible was that Carl’s cock, already a very generous size, was undoubtedly bigger. It was poking up like a flagpole once more, definitely at least an inch longer, maybe too. It looked colossal, striking up into the air, thick, girthy and veiny. His balls, too, normally small and compact, were noticeably swollen and large, little hairy mounds at this base of this huge shaft.

“Oh god, your cock looks so delicious.” Jane murmured, lost in the lust and the growth. She was growing taller all the while, and her breasts were bulging out of her dress, getting bigger and heavier all the while. But because her entire body was growing, it made her tits look even bigger, as she just inflated in all directions.

And this, Carl knew, was only the beginning…

To BE continued…