Bigger Still

a short story by Dan Standing

Caroline gasped as April’s first wish started to take effect. Neither of them really expected that the three-leafed clover April had just gifted her girlfriend for Caroline’s birthday would really grant her three wishes. But the proof was slowly billowing up atop April’s ribs.

They’d laughed as April announced, “I wish Caroline’s little breasts were titties twice as big and sensitive as mine!” They’d thought nothing of the single leaf that fell off and floated to the floor. But Caroline was now literally feeling the weight of those words, her face in disbelief as sensitive luscious flesh grew out from her. They were both silent, aside from the sounds of heavy breathing, until Caroline’s bust had finally stopped. With quite a bit of effort she’d pulled the tank top over her head, bags of sensual fat flopping upon her ribs.

“Woah…look at my titties…” was all Caroline was able to mutter. She’d meant to say “breasts” but for some reason her mouth said the word “titties.” Before she could wonder more about that April’s hands were rushing forward. Fingers spread out across Caroline’s sensitive expanse, thumbs gripped plump and rigid nipples.

“Oh…” poured out of Caroline’s mouth in much the same way her juices were beginning to dribble from her pussy. 

“Holy fuck. I mean, it was never a deal breaker, but I had always wondered what you’d look like if your titties were bigger…” April’s face betrayed that she had also not meant to say “titties” but she was quickly beyond the thought. Caroline was too far lost in the sensation of April’s hands to care. 

And then those sensations were gone.

The loss of erotic input was so sudden Caroline was practically in shock. She blinked her eyes and looked over to April. She was pacing back and forth across the bedroom, her finger tapping her lips. Caroline watched her lover’s breasts bob and bounce under her nighty. They were easily much bigger than oranges – although they’d never done a side-by-side comparison. They were certainly succulent pillows that Caroline had groped and suckled on plenty of times in the past. She’d given April many a boobgasm, but those had been after long stretches of teasing, and blowing, and licking…

Caroline had nearly cum just from fingers on her flesh.

She looked down at her titties – noticing that she was evening thinking the word – each of which was just about past the size of cantaloupes. April’s chest didn’t seem so impressive in comparison. Caroline’s pajama top was still partially wrapped around her arms and she twisted the hopelessly undersized material as she pondered, How much were these going to bounce?

A thought struck Caroline.

“My titties is so heavy,” she said. The sentence had come out wrong, because the word she’d intended to use was “chest.” This was starting to bother Caroline. “I can’t believe-”

“I know! I wish that the longer Caroline was still, the hornier she’d get until finding orgasmic release from the touch of another!” April suddenly exclaimed. The second leaf fell from the clover.

Caroline didn’t know how quite to react to that. She just sat on the bed staring at April for a moment.

And then her pussy was alit.

“Ohh…” Caroline mewed, standing up from the bed. Her titties bounced and pulled at her ribs as she moved, nearly toppling forward from the alien weight. The stimulation of her slit stopped, but the flame between her legs kept burning just as brightly - she could tell she wasn’t going to get any less horny, her body wasn’t going to come down from where’d she’d been pushed on its own. She ran her hand through her hair to try and distract herself. “That’s going to make Monday at my desk …interesting. Why did you-”

Before the breast-enhanced woman could finish her question April was making her third wish, the final leaf of the clover dropping away; “I wish that whenever Caroline was tapped on the nose her body would go into an erotic time lock, with only her mind and her pleasure parts active until her nose was tapped again.”

Caroline couldn’t get out a single word before April’s finger was upon her nose.

And she stopped moving.

And her pussy was immediately buzzing. 

Caroline wanted to move so badly.  But she couldn’t. Nothing would move. No muscles would respond to her commands. She was locked in place, standing in an awkward decidedly unerotic position of trying to keep her balance. She was trapped in her body. A pleasure prison of her own flesh. 

She wanted to move, continued trying to shift even a toe, not really to stop the pleasant ministrations working practically inside her clit, but to enjoy them.

“Mmm…” April hummed. Caroline could see how hard her girlfriend’s nipples had gotten, practically tearing through the nighty. Caroline was certain a stain was forming on April’s lacy panties – although certainly not one was big as she was forming between Caroline’s own legs. In fact, a warm stream was starting to edge down her thigh, the slow creep a maddening sensation.

April leaned in and gave the frozen woman a kiss on the lips, her breasts bumping into Caroline’s titties and adding to the frozen woman’s horniness.

Please please please release me and let me cum…! Raced through Caroline’s mind. Every moment she was getting pushed further and further towards an orgasm she was becoming more and more desperate to reach…on that kept falling further and further away from her.

April held up her finger in front of Caroline’s nose for a moment, but then suddenly pulled it back.

“I think I’ll make breakfast, first…” she giggled, before skipping away.

All Caroline could do was stand there and watch April’s cute little ass bound out of the room, a long glisten of her juices just starting to make its way to the back of her knee.

The next time she could move Caroline was going to make that woman give her the biggest orgasm she had ever experienced.

And then she was going to go get that four-leaf clover she’d saved for herself.