River Ride

River Ride.

              “We should have stayed with the group.”  Hazel snorted.  “Now we are lost in the middle of the fucking woods!”

              “Come on.”  Terry spun around.  “We are just getting in touch with nature.  It’s a wonderful thing.  Besides, I am sure we will find our way back to the trail and the camp eventually.”

              “You said that an hour ago.”

              “And I am still right.  We just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and we will eventually find our way.  Have to keep that chin up.”  She smiled as she noticed what looked like a house in the distance.  “See what did I tell you.  I think I see one of the cabins now.  Let’s go!”

              “Out here?  But we are nowhere near camp.”

              Terry’s hand wrapped around Hazel’s arm.  “Sure, we are.  You are just a bit spun around after we overturned our raft in the river.   Let’s hurry.”  They ran through the trees, the multi-colored leaves falling down onto their heads as they ran up to the lone cabin.  A chill ran down Hazel’s spine as she realized that this wasn’t the campgrounds but instead some lone house in the middle of the forest.

              “Umm, Terry.  I think we should go.  Whoever lives here isn’t affiliated with the camp, if anyone is here at all.”

              “Oh, nonsense.”  She strode up to the door bravely.  “I am sure they can help us back.  Maybe they have some map or some food.”  She knocked on the door.  “Hello?  We are from the summer camp and were wondering. . .”  The door creaked open, and the two girls peeked inside.  The cabin was rustic, and there were cobwebs all over.

              “That is, it.  I am out!”

              “No way.”  Terry took a step inside.  “Not until we find something that can help us get back.”  She looked at the plate of sizzling meat sitting on the counter.  “See, someone is living here.  Come on.”

              Hazel took a tentative step inside.  “I don’t feel good about breaking and entering.”

              “No one will know.  Now come on.”

              “Ughhh.”  Hazel closed the door behind her as Terry made her way through the house.  But as Terry’s eyes were fixated on finding a map, Hazel’s gaze fell upon the food cooling on the table.  Steaming hot roast, a bowl of soup.  So much bread.  Her stomach growled, reminding her that she hadn’t had anything to eat all day.  Ignoring her better instincts, she sat down and picked up a piece of bread, dipping it in the soup.  “Mhhhhm.”  She licked her lips.  “This is so good.”

              “What is going on here?”  An elderly woman walked through the front door of the cabin.

              Hazel jumped to her feet.  “I am so sorry.  My friend.  She. . .”

              Terry walked back into the room.   “Ahh.  You must be the owner of this fine place.  We were just looking to find our way back to the campgrounds.”

              “You were?”  The woman walked towards them.  “Is that why you decided to try and steal from me?”

              “Umm, no?  Borrow, perhaps.”

              “Silence.  I have little patience for troublemakers like you.  But I am also fair.”  She smiled.  “I will help you get back to the campgrounds.  If you head out of my cabin in that direction. . .”  She pointed out the window.  “You will find a river.  If you follow it in the direction it flows, you will arrive back.”

              “Why, thank you.”

              “But you won’t be walking.”  She pointed at Hazel.  “Instead, your glutton-filled mouth will cause you to float down the river.”  Hazel moaned, feeling a strange sensation wash over her as the old woman pointed at her with her bony finger.  “And if your friend wants to reach your camp in any efficient time, maybe she should. . . oh, you will figure it out.”  She then pointed to the door.  “Now, get out of my house before I change my mind on letting you go!”

              Terry walked to the door and bowed.  “Thank you for helping us.”

              “GET OUT!”

              Hazel rushed to the door.  “Let’s go.”

              “Agreed.”  The pair hurried in the direction they had been directed, finding the river in about fifteen minutes.  “Okay.  Now we just need to follow it back to the campsite.”  Terry put her hands on her hips.  “Shouldn’t be too hard.”  She turned her head to look back at Hazel.  “Right?  Wait, why are you moaning?”

              “I. . . ughhh. . . I think that old woman did something to me.”  Hazel fell down onto her hands and knees.  “I feel. . . weird.  My. . . breasts.  My ass.  It feels on. . . fire!”

              Terry rolled her eyes and turned around.  “It’s your imagination.  Look let’s get walking already.  You are not going into the river.”

              “But. . . I feel so hot.  I need a minute.”

              “Okay.”  She held up her index finger.  “One minute.”

              As they waited, Terry rubbed her breasts.  “The heat is becoming more intense.”  She moaned.  “Ughh.”  Her voice began to rise and become squeaky.  “Oh fuckkkkk!”  Her breasts suddenly swelled a few inches, stretching out her sweat-soaked t-shirt.”

              “What the hell?”

              Hazel licked her lips.  “I don’t know what is happening to me.  Terry.  I. . . I am a bit scared.”  She put her hands on the ground, her hands squeaking.  She suddenly shot up, her cheeks turning bright red.  “What?  Why did they do that?”

              “I don’t know.  Why are you looking at me?”

              Hazel rubbed her hands together as her boobs swelled another few inches.  “They feel like some kind of rubber.  Ughhh.”  Her hands fell to her belly.  “God.  I. . . something is. . . growing.”  She threw off her shirt.”

              “Is that a value?”  Terry gasped.  “I have only seen that on inflatable pool toys.”

              “What?”  She gulped.  “Why would I have an inflatable valve?”  She moaned, feeling a strange pressure building inside her.  “Terry.  What is happening to me?”

              “I am returning to that cabin and demanding to find out.”

              Hazel’s hand wrapped around Terry’s arm, squeaking as it rubbed against her skin.  “Don’t leave me.”  She moaned.  “I. . . want you here.”  The growing pressure forced her nipples out.  “Please?  Please play with me?”

              “Huh?”

              “I. . . don’t know where that came from.  I am sorry.”  Hazel blushed.  “I just. . . feel so weird.  So. . . everything feels so sensitive.”  Hazel took a deep breath as her pants began to tighten.  “It’s. . . kind of making me a bit. . . horny.”

              “You are kidding.”

              “No.  And I don’t have any. . . way to get this out. . .”  She looked up at Terry.  “Please.  Maybe if. . . just. . . one kiss?  It might just break the spell?”  She moaned, her ass stretching another few inches.  “Ohhh fuck.  I can feel the air swelling within me.”

              “You are delirious.”

              “It can’t hurt to try, can it?”

              Terry blushed.  “Umm. . .”

              “You know you have always wanted to.  No one is around to judge.”  She shook her ballooning boobs about.  “What could go wrong?”

              “I. . .”  Terry rolled her eyes.  “Oh, what the hell.”  She sat down and took a deep breath.  “Look, it’s one kiss to see if it will stop this weird crap, okay.”

              Hazel giggled, her ass slowly expanding out of her pants.  “Okay.”  She pulled Terry in close, their lips intertwining as Hazel’s tongue slipped into Terry’s mouth.  The sensation only made Hazel’s body feel more alive; the heat within her grew more.  A surge of air rushed through her, causing her ass to swell a good two feet in meme moments, knocking Hazel onto Terry as her breasts bounced bigger and bigger by the second.  ‘Oppps.”  She giggled, her sides slowly growing as she put her right hand on Terry’s body.  “My bad.”

              “That just made it worse.  We need to—”

              “We need to help me grow.  Ohhhhhh!”  Hazel’s thick thighs bounced about before ripping through her jeans.  “You are never going to get back if you. . . don’t. . . help. . . fuckkkk!”  With one hand planted on the ground and the other on Terry’s chest, Hazel bounced about, her breasts smacking in Terry’s face.

              “Stop. . . it.  You are. . .”  Terry’s face turned bright red.  “I can’t take this.”  Without thinking, she slapped Hazel’s big round ass as it slowly turned yellow.  “You. . . ahhhh!”  She pulled her hand back.  “What did I do?”

              Hazel moaned, her sides slowly stretching out more and more.  “Do it again.  I am such a bad raft, aren’t I?”

              Terry looked Hazel over, noticing her body becoming longer as her limbs became shorter.  “You. . . are a raft, all right.”  She rubbed Hazel’s breasts, noticing that they were somehow becoming bigger as they moved closer to what was becoming the front of her new frame.  “This doesn’t make any sense.”

              “Just. . . embrace it.  I will bear you down the river.  Fuck. . .”  Her body squeaked as she took on a more oval shape, her head forced forward between her breasts.  “So warm.  Soo full.”  Her ass grew even bigger to counteract the weight of her two ginormous boobs.  “Oh fuck yes.  Yes.”  Hazel’s head slowly hardened into place.  “Ride me.  RIDE ME!”

              Terry moaned as she picked Hazel up.  “Don’t worry.  I will.”  She walked over to the riverbank and set Hazel down into the water before jumping onto her squeaky yellow body.  “This is so weird.”  As they floated gently towards the camp, Terry rubbed Hazel’s massive right breasts, causing her friend to squeak.

              “Well, at least I know you are still there.  Do you like that?”  The raft jostled about.  “How about this?”  Terry pressed her bare breasts against Hazel’s body, causing the raft to almost flip over.  “God, this is. . . I don’t know why it’s so fucking hot.  It just. . . ahhhh!”  Due to the constant bouncing around from Hazel, Terry was thrown overboard.  “Fuck!”  She swam over and hugged her friend’s massive rubber ass, slowly dragging her to the shore.

              “I am sorry, but we are not going back yet.”  One of her hands was rubbing against her own beast.  “I think you will enjoy this.”  She leaned against a tree and hugged Hazel close.  “Just some time. . . for us.”  Terry moaned as she looked up at the sky.  “I kind of hope you never turn back.  You are perfect!”

              Hazel’s nipples seemed to become even harder and press against Terry’s body.  “Hahah.  So, you agree?  Then I hope you stay this way, too.”  She kissed Hazel on her hard rubber face.  “So, we can play and play.”