Chapter 1: Introduction
New horizons, new possibilities. That's what they said things were made of. A fresh start, a brighter future. I mean, come on, how many times have we all heard that bullshit? But this time, I felt it in my bones. I had a spark in my soul. A fire burning so hot, it was threatening to break loose.
Thad Jameson had arrived in town, and no one was going to tell him otherwise.
I had just walked into the local bar when I caught a glimpse of her.
Sprawled across two chairs, with legs splayed wide and a pair of colossal breasts spilling out of her tight top, she was a sight to behold. My heart started racing, my body on high alert. I'd never seen anything like it.
"Hey there," I said, keeping my voice casual. "New in town?"
She looked up at me, her eyes locking onto mine with a sly, knowing grin. "You could say that," she said, her voice thick with an accent that sent shivers down my spine.
"Name's Bea. But you can call me Bea-utiful."
I chuckled, and extended my hand. "Nice to meet you, Bea-utiful. I'm Thad."
She took my hand, and I could feel the electricity between us. It was like a magnet, pulling us closer together. I couldn't take my eyes off her breasts, they were simply mesmerizing. The way they jiggled and swayed with every movement, it was hypnotic.
I couldn't help but stare.
"I see you've noticed," she said with a wink. "They're a bit much, aren't they?"
I cleared my throat, trying to keep my cool. "A bit, yes. But they're definitely not a bad thing."
She let out a husky laugh, and I could feel myself getting hard. I couldn't believe it, but I was falling for this woman already.
"Well, Thad," she said, her voice low and seductive, "I'm glad you think so.
But there's more to me than just these... assets."
Her eyes twinkled playfully, and I couldn't help but be drawn in. In that moment, I knew I wanted more. I wanted to get to know her, to learn what made her tick. And more than anything, I wanted to make her mine.
"I can tell," I replied, trying to sound confident. "You have a fierce energy about you, Bea. And I don't just mean physically."
She smiled, clearly pleased with my response. "You're not wrong," she said.
"I've always been a bit of a wild one. Always looking for the next adventure. And I have a feeling you're just the man to keep up with me."
I felt a twinge of fear at the challenge she presented, but I was also exhilarated. I'd never met someone who quite matched my energy like this, and I couldn't wait to explore what was between us.
"I'm definitely up for the challenge," I said, beaming.
"But first, I should probably introduce you to my boss, Mrs. Winkler. She's not exactly thrilled about my... size, and she's been making threats about firing me if I don't conform."
Bea shrugged indifferently, her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. "I'll take care of it," she said with a cocky smile. "I've dealt with worse."
The next day at work, I could feel the tension in the air as soon as I walked into the office building. Mrs.
Winkler's office was a glass cube on the corner of the floor, overlooking the city. It was a symbol of her power and dominance in the company, and the last thing I needed was for her to start making good on her threats.
As I approached her office, I could see Bea already there, sitting across from Mrs. Winkler with a sly smile on her face. I could feel my heart start racing as I approached, wondering what I was going to find when I opened the door.
"Thad," Mrs. Winkler barked when she saw me, "glad you could join us. Have a seat."
I did as I was told, sitting down heavily in the chair next to Bea. I could feel her eyes on me, sizing me up.
"Thad," Mrs.
Winkler continued, "I've been hearing some concerning things about you. Things that make me question your ability to do your job here at the company. And I don't appreciate being questioned."
I took a deep breath, trying to keep my cool. I didn't want to give her any reason to be suspicious of me. "I understand your concerns, Mrs. Winkler," I said, my voice steady. "But I can assure you, I have every intention of doing my job to the best of my ability."
She scoffed, leaning back in her chair.
"You're a liability, Thad. And I've had just about enough of it. You're fired."
My heart sank. I couldn't believe this was happening. I had just found Bea, and now I was losing my job. But I wasn't about to let her win without a fight. I looked over at Bea, who was watching the scene unfold with a sly smile on her face. She gave me a subtle nod, as if to say 'I've got this.'
"Now, hold on just a minute, Mrs.
Winkler," I growled, feeling the heat rise in my chest.
"You can't fire me simply because I'm different. That's discrimination."
Bea gave a smug look as she sat back and asked, "whats the matter? Is Thad too BIG?"
Bea asked, with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
Mrs. Winkler's face turned red with anger. "I run a professional office here, miss, and Mr. Jameson's behavior is anything but professional."
I shifted in my seat as Bea unleashed the word that I knew was linked to my curse and gift. I felt my pants tighten as my muscles slightly grew
in size. I could tell that Mrs. Winkler noticed my growth too, as her eyes widened and her gaze dropped to my crotch.
"You see, Mrs. Winkler," Bea continued, "Thad's 'condition' can't be helped. It's a part of who he is. And I, for one, think it's quite impressive. Don't you agree?" Bea licked her lips, giving Mrs. Winkler a long, slow look from the top of her head to the tip of her shoes.
Mrs.
Winkler gulped hard and adjusted herself in her seat, seemingly uncomfortable by Bea's evaluation. "That may be so, but I cannot allow an employee to grow to such an extent that it distracts others from their work. It's simply unacceptable," Mrs. Winkler retaliated sternly.
I leaned forward, my muscles growing just a little bit more as I placed my arms firmly on the desk. "I understand your concerns, Mrs. Winkler, but I can assure you that I have never allowed my size to interfere with my work.
In fact, I've consistently been one of the top performers in the company. Surely, I deserve some measure of leniency for something that is completely beyond my control."
Bea made sure to chime in, adding a teasing remark as she found the whole situation funny and even arrousing. "That is right, Thad is a BIG help in the office and a BIG asset"
she said while winking at me. Judging by Mrs. Winkler's twitching jaw and scowling face, I knew my girl had hit a nerve.
Just as I was about to respond confidently to Mrs. Winkler, the phone on her desk rang. She hesitated, torn between continuing the confrontation and answering the call. Bea knew exactly what to do and whispered something in my ear. I felt my muscles begin to inch towards even more growth, and just in time, Mrs. Winkler stood up and left her office to take the call.
As soon as she was out of earshot, Bea leaned in close, her breath warm against my ear.
"You're doing great," she whispered. "But I think I can help her see things from our perspective."
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her confidence. "And how do you plan on doing that?"
Bea smiled mischievously and stood up from her chair, her enormous breasts bouncing with every movement. "Just watch," she said, before walking over to the door and locking it.
Mrs.
Winkler returned a few minutes later, her cheeks red from the strain of trying to maintain her composure.
"Is there a problem Mrs. Winkler?" I asked, keeping my tone light and casual, despite the tension in the room.
Bea's smile never wavered as she sauntered over to the window and gazed out at the city below. I could tell she was enjoying every moment of this, and honestly, so was I.
"No, no problem at all, Thad," Mrs.
Winkler replied, her voice strained. "I was merely checking in with HR to see what our options are in regard to... your situation."
I nodded, feigning understanding. "I see. Well, I would appreciate it if we could come to some sort of understanding. I really do enjoy working here."
Mrs. Winkler nodded stiffly, her eyes flicking over to Bea, who was still standing by the window, her silhouette framed by the bright sunlight outside. She began to notice the tightness in my shirt and pants as my body had grown three times since Bea used the word 'big' while we spoke. Every time I hear that word, my muscles grow, or my cock grows, or I grow taller or even everything grows
a little bit more, depending on the situation.
Mrs. Winkler's gaze locked on the bulge in my pants, and her eyes widened. She took a hesitant step back, as if unsure of what to do next. Bea noticed her reaction and turned around, giving Mrs. Winkler a smirk.
"Thad has an impressive feature, wouldn't you agree?" Bea said, emphasizing the word 'impressive.' I couldn't contain my chuckle at the obvious subtext of her words. Mrs.
Winkler was speechless, her eyes still fixed on Thad's growing figure and the bulge in his pants.
Bea broke the silence, letting out a small laugh. "Yes, Thad certainly has an... impressive power," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I think it's only fair that we embrace it and work around it. After all, he is one of the top performers in the company."
Thad saw the opportunity to diffuse the tense situation and took it.
"I couldn't agree more, Bea." He stood up from his chair, feeling more confident as he saw Mrs. Winkler's gaze focused on his muscular chest and the bulge in his pants. "As a matter of fact, I would be happy to demonstrate just how impressive my... power can be."
Mrs. Winkler raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Thad smirked. "Well, Mrs.
Winkler," I said, my muscles rippling as I spoke. "I'd be happy to show you what I can do. You see, every time I hear the word 'big,' I grow bigger and stronger. It's a bit of a unique situation, but I've learned to use it to my advantage."
Mrs. Winkler's eyes widened as she took in my muscular frame, the bulge in my pants, and the sheer size of me. I could see the cogs turning in her mind as she tried to process what was happening.
I had to admit, I was enjoying the power dynamic between us. It was a new sensation, but one I could get used to.
"I'm listening," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.
I gave her a slow, deliberate nod. "Good," I replied. "I'm glad. Because you see, Mrs. Winkler, I've been working in this office for a while now, and I've noticed something."
She raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued.
"you can't keep your eyes off my massive muscles or my giant cock's bulge. And you want to touch it and get experience it for yourself. Well, today can be your lucky day if you agree to promote me instead of firing me".
"Fine, Jameson, I'll give you a promotion. A BIG promotion. But you need to get your... issue under control."
Bea couldn't contain her laughter anymore and let out a loud cackle, her enormous breasts bouncing with every laugh. "Oh, Mrs. Winkler, I think Thad has his issue under control just fine," she said, her eyes gleaming mischievously.
I reflexively stood up and heard my clothes begin to rip as Winkler mentioned that magic word again. It felt incredible this time, growing bigger with the knowledge that I would be getting a promotion.
Winkler gaped as she looked up at my majestic muscular body,
and my monster cock that already was popping out of my shredded pants. My cock was pulsating and eager for action, as I began unbuttoning my shirt fully.
As I stood before Winkler in all my glory, her eyes wide with a desire-filled terror, I smirked and unleashed my deepest, sexiest voice, "I won't take no for an answer, Mrs. Winkler - get on your fucking knees and worship me."
Winkler hesitated only for a heartbeat, before sinking to the ground in submission.
With trembling hands, she reached up and began to worship my impossibly massive cock. Her mouth stretched wide open as she struggled to accommodate its girth, but with each passing moment she seemed to grow a little stronger, as if fueled by the power of her own desire.
With a low growl, I grabbed a handful of her silky hair, pulling her closer. My hips began to thrust upward, fucking her mouth with slow, firm strokes.
Every fucking inch," I commanded.
She moaned around my length, her tongue swirling in appreciation as I face-fucked her. Winkler was a quick learner. Too quick, maybe. I needed her to take more. I pulled back, releasing my grip on her hair and yanking my dripping cock from her mouth.
"Please," she whimpered, gazing hungrily up at me. "I need it."
I responded with a wicked grin. "Why, what is so good about it?" I asked sadistically as she drooled my cum from her mouth.
Bea chimed in with a mean smile. "I know why... Its because its such a BIG penis!"
Bea chirped, grinning widely at Winkler's desperation, then crouched down in front of Winkler, grabbing her boss by the chin, forcing her to look at Thad's pulsating and throbbing cock. "Look at it, Mrs. Winkler! It's fucking huge! And you want it!"
Feeling exhilarated as she let the words roll off her tongue, Bea ran her hands up and down Thad's thighs with desire, reaching up to squeeze his tight, toned ass. "Oh, Thad.
Yes, it's so big," Winkler said, practically panting. "I can't help but want it. I need it."
I smirked, looking down at her with a sense of dominance. "Beg for it," I commanded.
Winkler looked up at me with a mix of lust and desperation. "Please, Thad. Please let me feel you inside me. I need to feel that BIG cock fill me up."
My cock pulsed larger and longer with each utterance of the magic word. Bigger and bigger it grew in front of Winkler's face, becoming more menacing and intimidating as she began to regret ever challenging me
. Bea couldn't help but chuckle at the spectacle; it was exciting to see her boss on her knees, desperate and trembling, begging for mercy at the sight of Thad's outrageous package.
Winkler's eyes were wide with fascination, transfixed by the beauty and sheer power of my cock. Unable to resist, she leaned forward and planted a tentative kiss on my engorged tip, causing me to pulse and throb more insistently, as if demanding more of her attention.
I groaned deeply in response, urging her to worship it further. "That's right, Mrs. Winkler. Give in to your desires and beg for my cock."
Bea grabbed Winkler's head with both hands and forced my shaft deeper into her mouth, her own gaze one of pure awe at the sight of me dominating her boss, who moaned with a pleasure I knew all too well. At her increasingly intense whimpers, I let out another growl. "Enough foreplay.
Time to feel that BIG cock inside you," I commanded with a predatory growl, aiming my throbbing erection towards Winkler's cunt. I lifted her onto the desk and removed her panties
, revealing her dripping wet slit to Bea and me. I plunged inside Mrs. Winkler's pussy with ease and she screamed, head thrown back in ecstasy.
My girth stretched her wide, and I wasn't even fully in yet. I began to thrust slowly in and out, my shaft glistening from her wetness, as Mrs. Winkler desperately begged for more of my big cock.
"Yes, Thad, harder!" she screamed, her body trembling underneath me.
Her begging only made me more eager and hungry for more of her submission. I placed my hand over her mouth, muffling her screams as I slammed into her even harder. My cock was so deep inside of her, I could feel my fingers almost brushing against her cervix. The friction of our bodies sent us both spiraling closer to the edge of release. I looked over at Bea, her eyes fixated on us as she watched with wonder and pleasure.
I loved how this girl got off just from seeing me dominate others. I could feel the familiar pressure building up in my loins, and the thought of cumming inside Winkler's pussy was beyond enticing. I decided to give in to my own desires and let myself go, finally allowing myself to completely lose control.
I slammed my cock into her harder than ever before, and with each thrust, my cock grew bigger, expanding until Winkler could no longer take it all. She screamed into my hand, unable to contain her pleasure as I felt my own climax building.
My cock had grown to be larger than any I had ever seen, and it was still expanding with each thrust I made. I could feel the heat of my impending orgasm low in my stomach, and I let out a deep groan, knowing I would not be able to hold back much longer.
As Winkler's cries grew louder, I felt my cock grow to the point where it seemed almost unbearable for Mrs. Winkler, her body shaking with the force of my thrusts. I was going to split her open and ruin her for her husband as punishment for daring to oppose me
.
Fueled by rage and a newfound excitement, I increased my pace, my cock seeming to stretch even further into her depths. With each thrust, my muscles grew, my body becoming wider and stronger. Winkler's legs wrapped tightly around my waist, her nails digging into my back, a testament to the urgent tension that bubbled beneath her screams.
Her pussy clenched around my cock, her juices coating my shaft as I pumped into her deeper than ever before. I felt my climax approaching, the pressure in my balls pressing upwards, desperate for release.
Mrs. Winkler's moans grew louder, her body shaking with every thrust. I could feel her pussy clamping down on my throbbing veiny flesh, trying desperately to hold onto me as the wave crashed down upon us.
I pulled back for a moment, my cock slick with her juices, before driving deep into her once more, my muscles stretching her open even wider.
"Oh, Thad, I'm going to cum!" Mrs. Winkler screamed, her voice filled with a raw animalistic desire.
"Do it, Mrs.
Winkler," I urged, pulling her body tighter against mine. "Cum for me. Cum all over my big cock."
And with that, Mrs. Winkler erupted like a volcano, her orgasm exploding into a million pieces, her juices flowing as if a river from her convulsing pussy and splattering my muscular stomach that was surely even bigger than the moment before. She thrashed in pleasure, panting and gasping for breath as her walls milked every last drop of my being, urging my own pleasure to the surface.
I was on the verge, ready to explode with all the force of a hurricane and leave nothing but ruin in my wake.
"Yes, Mrs. Winkler," I growled, feeling my cock pulse with anticipation, "you're going to take every last drop of my cum."
My thrusts deepened, the slickness of her pussy easing the way as my monster cock grew even bigger by the second.
Sweat painted my body as I slammed into her with renewed vigor, my desire to conquer and dominate this woman a powerful force that set the very air ablaze.
Mrs. Winkler's head fell back, her screams echoing through the empty office as I ravished her. I felt my balls tighten and a powerful surge coursed through me, marking the moment of orgasmic release. In that instant, I was blind. All sense of self vanished as I lost myself in the primal instinct for conquest.
I exploded, raining down a tidal wave of scalding hot cum into Mrs. Winkler. My cock pulsed with each wave, more and more of my essence erupting from my massive shaft. I painted the insides of her pleasure-ravaged pussy with my huge load, her muscles clenching me as she took it all, squeezing me for more.
By the time it was over, Winkler was on the ground, filled to the brim with cum and completely dominated by my will. With her so thoroughly exhausted, she had no choice but to go home and allow Bea and I to run the office for the rest of the day. And I was triumphant in that moment
. I understood the power that came with my curse, and I felt invincible.
That night, I found myself in bed with Bea, our bodies twisted together in the throes of passion. It was clear that she was every bit as into me as I was into her, and it wasn't just my body that had won her over.
Sure, she was attracted to me at first because of my size, but as time went on it was my dominance and control that had sealed the deal.
The way I commanded her body and insisted on her absolute submission was something she thrived on. I was a challenge, a man who could show her a new world of sensations and desires and push her limits to a place she had never thought possible.
Bea reached down, running her fingers over my chiseled abs, her eyes gleaming with desire. I let out a low growl as she took firm grip of my still-erect giant cock, stroking me slowly, squeezing the head in a way that set every nerve of mine on edge.
Bea knew exactly how to drive me crazy, and I couldn’t help but close my eyes and lean back, sighing with pleasure.
She hopped onto the bed, straddling me and positioning her massive breasts right in front of my face, inviting my mouth to explore. I wasted no time, zeroing in on her ultra-sensitive nipples and rolling them between my fingers as I went to work with my mouth, licking and sucking each one until they grew even bigger and harder.
She had a full view of my body and looked down on it mischievously. She had waited a long time for this chance to fulfill her insatiable lust.
"Wow Thad, I had no idea how BIG and wide your shoulders were..." she worshipfuly cooed
, her hands eager to discover the full extent of my anatomy. My shoulders started to widen and grow
, becoming broader than ever as they blocked out the lamplight of the room. The sensation of my muscles growing was intensified as she ran her hands across my pecs. I could only muffle a moan from between her giant tits.
"And your pectorals are so thick and strong and BIG!"
Bea exclaimed, amazed by the size and strength of my transforming body. I smiled inwardly at the wonder she expressed; it was exciting to know that I had the power to create such reactions in her. My pecs grew thicker and larger, @the big curse causing my body to grow piece by piece. Bea was intent on making every single one of my muscles grow until I became an undeniable king
of the bedroom. Her eyes trailed over every square inch of my impressive physique, her compliments fueling my hunger to prove my dominance in every capacity. As I continued to grow, I had never felt more alive and strong.
My breathing became ragged as we continued to explore each other's bodies. Bea wrapped her plump, ripe breasts around my neck, encasing me in their softness as I showered them with kisses, nibbling and licking every inch. I couldn't see my body growing from between her tits, but I could feel it.
"And these biceps! So BIG and massive! Squeeze my ass with your big strong hands!"
she urged.
I happily obliged, slapping her round cheeks with a satisfying thwack. I squeezed tightly, relishing the feeling of her soft flesh beneath my fingers. As I did, I felt my muscles grow stronger and wider, my cock twitching with anticipation. My biceps expanded and bulged, my forearms becoming thicker and more defined. My fingertips were now tingling, growing denser and harder as they pressed into Bea's delicate skin.
The feeling of her flesh yielding to my ever-growing strength was intoxicating. Her body trembled as she felt me increase in size, my cock throbbing in response, each pulse sending waves of pleasure to every swelling muscle.
She screamed out as I squeezed her fat ass cheeks. "So strong! And your thighs are sooooo big!"
Bea exclaimed, losing herself in my expansive studliness, allowing her body to succumb to my control and power. I walked towards her, my legs becoming wider and gaining more muscle definition. She sat on my giant lap, and my giant cock sprang up to meet her lips
. She looked at me in awe, "You're so big now Thad." I smirked, loving the power I held, "That's right, and you're going to accept it all."
Bea slowly opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around my cock's head, and I let out a low moan. She couldn't take the whole thing, but she was going to try with all her might. Her hands explored my giant chest, feeling each swollen muscle twitch underneath her fingertips.
She moved her hands lower and lower, caressing my rippled abdominals and abs.
"This is incredible," she gasped, sliding her hands across my carved Abs and strong, defined oblique. "You look like a Greek God, or a Thor reborn. Your arms and legs, oh my God, you're becoming so big." Bea cooed.
The arousal surging through my body was intoxicating, my balls seemed to expand and my cock twitched, an almost indecipherable throb coursed through me.
I felt myself growing bigger with every beat, feeling the engorged veins pulsating with a life of their own, a testament of the extreme pleasure pulsating through my body.
I had enough of her babbling and wanted to fuck her immediately. I lifted her up with my new stupendous height and started thrusting into her pussy like she was a mere toy
in my hands. Each thrust was more powerful, more intense than the last and each time I pounded into her, she gasped for air and screams filled the room.