Chapter 6: Big Date
Weeks later, Danni was scooping at the front counter, his heavy F cup boobies swaying in his Ample Hills tee, a tiny bit of aureola peeking out from the low cut neckline.
He loved the attention he got from the customers, especially the regulars who'd seen his transformation from shy, skinny Danny to the busty, confident Danni.
Danni took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of waffle cones and fresh cream, as he served a customer. His boobs heaved with the breath, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at the curves he was continuing to build.
'Danni Scoops, indeed.' He thought back to the past few months, to the first time Becky had fed him a scoop of Bustee Cream, to the first time he'd made a Milf Shake with his own lactation. He'd been nervous then, unsure of his new body and what it meant. But Becky and Katie had been there every step of the way, encouraging him, guiding him, helping him to embrace his new identity. He remembered the first time he'd looked in the mirror and actually liked what he saw—the first time he'd seen the curves and the softness and had felt a sense of pride and ownership. He thought about the customers who came into Ample Hills, their eyes wide with admiration and desire as they looked at him, saw him for who he was.
One customer, a woman in her thirties with curly hair and a warm smile, was particularly fond of Danni. She always made a point to stop by his counter, her eyes lingering on his chest, the curve of his hips, the swell of his ass in his boy shorts. Today was no different.
"You know, Danni," she said, her voice soft and lilting. "I have to say, you look absolutely stunning. Your curves are just... well, they're just breathtaking." Danni felt his cheeks flush with heat, his eyes casting downwards as he continued to scoop her a generous helping of Salted Cracked Caramel. "Thank you," he mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper. "I... I appreciate that." The woman chuckled, her hand reaching out to rest gently on his hip.
"You really are something special, Danni. And you know what else? You're only getting better with time." Danni blushed at her words, his eyes still focused on the ice cream he was scooping.
But suddenly, his scooper stopped mid-air as his jaw dropped. A figure had just walked in through the front door of Ample Hills, and Danni couldn't believe his eyes. She was a towering Amazon—easily over six and a half feet tall, with muscles that seemed to ripple beneath her skin. Her hair was in a long braid down her back, her eyes were fierce and intense, her breasts were almost as large as Danni's but seemed smaller on her broad chest.
Despite her size, she moved with a grace and agility that was almost feline. Danni couldn't take his eyes off her. He couldn't believe how powerful and imposing she was. And, to his surprise, he found himself feeling a strange mix of awe and attraction. The woman—no, the Amazon—strolled up to the counter, her eyes scanning the place with a critical eye.
Danni's heart raced as he looked up, the scoop of Salted Cracked Caramel frozen in mid-air. His mouth hung open slightly, his eyes wide with a mix of awe and disbelief. He had never seen anyone like her before. She was a vision of strength and power, her muscles well-defined beneath her skin. Her hair was a long, thick braid that hung down her back, and her eyes were a piercing blue, like the sky on a clear day.
"Welcome to Ample Hills," Danni managed to stammer, his voice barely above a whisper. "What can I get for you today?" The Amazon's gaze flicked to Danni, her eyes taking in his appearance with interest. She smirked, her voice a low rumble like distant thunder.
"I'll have a double scoop of whatever you recommend, sweetheart." Danni's eyes widened at her commanding tone, but he didn't shy away. Instead, he stood a little taller, suddenly inspired by her presence. He looked into her intense blue eyes and, with a smile, said, "I recommend our signature flavor, Ooey Gooey Butter Cake. It's our most popular, and I think you'll love it."
The Amazon's eyes narrowed slightly, as if assessing him. Then, to Danni's surprise, a smile cracked her stern face. "Alright, sweetheart. Let's see what you've got."
Danni's heart pounded in his chest as he turned to the ice cream cases, his mind racing. He had never served someone so... dominant before. But instead of intimidating him, it excited him.
He felt a strange thrill at her appraisal, her gaze lingering on his chest, taking in his burgeoning curves and the deep cleavage visible through the low-cut tee. Danni couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, a challenge rising within him. He wanted to impress her, to prove that he was every bit as remarkable as she was.
As Danni turned to the ice cream cases, he heard the Amazon—Xena, he realized, as she introduced herself—letting out a low, appreciative whistle. "Damn, girl," she said, her voice echoing in the shop. "You've got some serious assets there." Danni felt his cheeks burn with heat as he scooped a generous helping of Ooey Gooey Butter Cake, his fingers trembling slightly with nerves and excitement. He turned back to Xena, his eyes meeting hers.
She was watching him intently, her gaze taking in every movement of his arms, every flick of his wrist. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his trembling hands steady as he offered her the cone, heavy with two scoops of their signature flavor. "Here you go... Xena," he said, his voice soft but firm. She took the cone from him, her fingers brushing against his, sending a jolt of electricity through him. She smiled, her eyes never leaving his. "Mmm, this is good," she murmured, taking a generous lick of the ice cream, her tongue sliding sensually along the side of the cone. "But I think I might need a little something extra to make it perfect." She winked at him, her gaze dropping to his chest, where his hardened nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric of his tee. "What do you say, Danni? I want to see them," Xena murmured, her tongue darting out to lick her lips seductively, her eyes never leaving his.
Danni's breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest as he looked into her hungry gaze. He felt a thrill of excitement, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through his veins. He knew what she meant; she wanted to see his breasts, to feast her eyes on the curves he'd worked so hard to build. I don't know, Xena," Danni stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. He bit his lip, his eyes darting nervously around the shop. They were alone, but the thought of someone walking in and seeing him like this—exposed, vulnerable—made him feel a pang of anxiety.
But Xena's gaze was so intense, so hungry, that it sent a shiver of desire down his spine. Feeling bold, Danni took a deep breath and, with a quick tug, pulled down the neckline of his scoop-necked shirt, exposing his left breast, the fatty mound of flesh spilling over the edge of the fabric. Xena's eyes widened, her pupils dilating as she took in the sight of his generous curve, the nipple hard and erect. A low growl rumbled in her throat, her gaze never leaving his chest as she licked her lips. Danni felt a surge of pride at her reaction, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never felt so exposed, so desired.
"Show me the other," Xena commanded, her voice a low rumble. Danni hesitated, his fingers hovering over the fabric of his shirt, uncertain.
But Xena's hungry stare and the low growl in her throat spurred him on. He took a deep breath and, with a swift motion, pulled down the neckline of his shirt on the right side, exposing his other breast. As he did, he felt a warm droplet of milk slip out of his nipple, glistening in the light like a tiny pearl. Xena's eyes widened at the sight, her gaze flicking from his left breast to his right, where the droplet of milk clung to the tip of his nipple. She licked her lips, her nostrils flaring as she inhaled sharply.
"By the gods," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're a milking machine, aren't you, sweetheart?" Danni blushed, his cheeks flushing with heat and pride at her words.
He had never felt so desirable, so wanted. Xena's eyes never left his exposed flesh, her gaze ravenous. She stepped closer, reaching out with her tongue, and licked the droplet of milk from his nipple, her eyes never leaving his. The sensation sent a jolt through Danni, his nipples hardening even more at her touch.
Xena pulled back, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "You're something special, Danni," she said, her voice low and husky. "I've never tasted anything quite like you before. I want more of you, Danni. Much more. And I know just the place to take you." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a business card, handing it to him.
"Meet me at the gym tonight. Eight o'clock. I think it's time we really get to know each other, don't you, sweetheart?"
Danni's heart pounded in his chest as he took the card from her, his fingers brushing against hers. The gym? He'd never been to a gym in his life, let alone one owned by a towering Amazon like Xena. But the thought of spending more time with her, of exploring the connection they'd just shared, was too exciting to resist. "I'll be there," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the low rumble in Xena's throat. Xena smiled, her eyes never leaving his, as she turned and walked out of the shop, leaving Danni to stare after her in awe and disbelief.
Eight o'clock, he thought, his heart still pounding in his chest. He couldn't believe he had agreed to meet her at her gym. He had never been to a gym in his life, let alone one owned by a towering Amazon like Xena. What would it be like? He imagined rows of barbells and benches, mirrored walls reflecting the many shapes and sizes of the women who worked out there. He pictured Xena, standing tall and proud among them, her muscles gleaming with sweat, her eyes fixed on her own reflection. He shivered with a mix of nerves and excitement.
Becky emerged from the back room to see Danni at the counter, her eyes taking in his dreamy expression. "Penny for your thoughts, sweetie?" she asked, her voice warm and gentle. Danni blushed, looking down at the business card he was still clutching in his hand.
"Becky, I... I met someone," he stammered, his heart pounding in his chest at the memory of Xena's intense gaze and commanding presence. Becky's eyebrows shot up, her eyes widening with surprise. "Someone who wants me to meet her at her gym tonight," he added hastily, as if that would explain everything. Becky's gaze flicked from the business card to Danni's face, taking in his nervous expression and flushed cheeks. "Oh, honey," she murmured, a slow smile spreading across her face. "You've been holding out on me. Spill the details. Who is this mystery woman, and what's the deal with the gym?" Danni looked up at Becky, feeling a mix of relief and excitement at her supportive reaction.
"Her name is Xena," he said, a grin spreading across his face as he thought about her towering figure and commanding presence. "She's... she's something else, Becky. I've never met anyone like her before." Becky chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, sweetheart, I can't wait to hear all about it. And I'm sure she can't wait to see you again too," she added, her gaze flicking to the business card still clutched in Danni's hand.
As the evening wore on, Danni found it hard to focus on his work. His mind was racing with thoughts of Xena, of her intense gaze and her commanding presence. He couldn't wait to see her again, to explore this connection that had sprung up between them.
As he stepped into the gym, the air was thick with the scent of sweat and the clanging of metal. He looked around, his eyes adjusting to the dim lighting. The gym was cavernous, filled with an array of weights, machines, and benches. The walls were lined with mirrors, reflecting the many bodies moving in synchronized rhythm.
Danni stood in stark contrast to the women who populated the gym. Wearing a tube top that barely contained his ample bosom, low-rise shorts that accentuated his wide hips, and wedge sandals that added a few extra inches to his height, he still seemed small amidst the towering Amazons.
But as he stepped into the gym, the air suddenly shifted. The big women, some benching twice their bodyweight, others pounding the treadmills, paused mid-rep, their nostrils flaring. A palpable tension filled the air as they scented something new, something powerful. They turned their heads, their eyes locking onto Danni, their expressions a mix of curiosity and hunger.
"Who's this?" a woman with biceps larger than Danni thought possible called out, her voice booming through the gym. She stood up from her bench press, her eyes never leaving Danni as she sauntered towards him. Behind her, other women followed suit, their eyes lingering on Danni's chest, where his ample cleavage was visible through the low-cut tube top. Danni felt a flush of heat and confusion.
He knew he was no match for these women, yet there was something about their gazes that made him feel... powerful. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves and speak with confidence. "I'm Danni," he said, his voice clear and strong, despite the pounding of his heart. "I'm here to see Xena."
The woman with the biceps raised an eyebrow, her gaze flicking up and down his body, taking in his curves and his attire. "You're Xena's latest plaything, is that it?" she asked, her voice laced with amusement. Danni bristled at the implication but forced himself to hold her gaze.
"I'm not a plaything," he said firmly, his chest swelling with indignation.
In response, the Amazonian women surrounding him—a group that seemed to have materialized out of nowhere—let out a low, collective rumble, a mix of amusement and interest. Their eyes, some reflecting the harsh gym lights, others shaded by long lashes, never left Danni as they circled him like lionesses, their curiosity piqued. The woman with the massive biceps smirked, her gaze flicking from Danni to Xena, who had just entered the gym, spotting the gathering.
"Xena, looks like your new toy has arrived," she called out, her voice echoing through the cavernous space. Xena's eyes narrowed as she assessed the situation, her gaze sweeping over the crowd of women before landing on Danni, who stood his ground, his heart pounding in his chest.
She pushed through the throng, her muscles rippling with each step, her presence commanding and imposing. As she reached Danni, she turned her head to the woman with the massive biceps, who had spoken first. "Back off, Gwen. He's mine." The woman named Gwen shrugged, a small smile playing on her lips. "Just having a bit of fun, Xena. We were just getting acquainted, weren't we, Danni?" Danni nodded, his voice barely a whisper. "Yes, we were." Xena's stern expression softened as she looked at Danni, her gaze taking in his nervous yet defiant stance. She reached out her hand, and Danni tentatively placed his own in it. Xena's grip was strong and reassuring, and she pulled him close, her other hand wrapping around his waist.
"Come on, sweetheart. Let's get you out of this lion's den," Xena murmured, her voice low and husky.
She led Danni through the sea of Amazonian women, some still casting curious glances in his direction. He felt a shiver run down his spine as he realized how vulnerable he was, surrounded by these towering, powerful figures. Xena, sensing his discomfort, squeezed his hand reassuringly, her grip strong and steady. She guided him through a set of heavy, steel doors at the back of the gym, leading him into a large, private room. Danni's breath hitched as he took in his new surroundings. The room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of leather and the faint echo of distant clanging metal. The walls were lined with mirrors, and in the center of the room stood a large, padded bench, surrounded by an array of machines and weights.
Xena smiled, her gaze locked onto Danni, her eyes reflecting the dim light. She gestured to the bench. "Make yourself comfortable, sweetheart. We've got a lot to explore."
Danni swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest as he looked around the room, taking in the unfamiliar equipment. He felt a pang of nervousness, but also a sense of excitement. Xena's stare was unnerving, yet strangely arousing. He walked over to the bench, his wedge sandals sinking slightly into the soft padding. He perched on the edge, his hands clutching the sides, his knuckles white with tension.
Xena watched him with a mixture of amusement and hunger. She could see the fear and excitement dancing in his eyes, and it only served to heighten her desire.
She gestured to the machines lining the walls, their gleaming surfaces reflecting the dim light. "So, sweetheart, what do you make of all this?" Danni turned his head, his gaze flitting from one machine to another, his eyes wide with uncertainty. "I've never... I don't know what these things are for," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
"That's okay," Xena let out a low chuckle, "I don't want you strong, I'm strong. I want you soft here," she ran a finger over his wipe hip, "here," lightly teasing the curve of his tummy, "and here," she cupped his generous breast. "I'll be your big, strong protector and you can be my fertility goddess," she nearly growled as she said it , her eyes flicking to his breast, her tongue darting out to lick her lips.
Danni's breath hitched as a brief, intense fantasy flashed through his mind—an ancient goddess temple, lush with foliage and echoing with the hum of divine energy. He, a petite, curvy figure with flowing robes and a halo of floral crowns, stood atop a pedestal, sacred and untouchable. And Xena, a titanic protectress, loomed over him, her massive form shielding him from the storms, her eyes burning with primal ferocity as she defended her sacred charge. The fantasy was gone as quickly as it had come, leaving Danni breathless and a bit dazed.
"What...what did you say?" he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "What do you mean by 'fertility goddess'?"
Xena's eyes gleamed with a mixture of amusement and feral hunger. She stepped closer, her hand reaching up to cup Danni's cheek, her touch simultaneously gentle and possessive. "I mean that your body is a temple, Danni. A temple of life, of growth, of abundance. Your breasts," she said, her eyes flicking down to where Danni's ample cleavage spilled out of his tube top, "are like twin moons, full and ripe. And your lactation," she continued, her voice dropping to a low, reverent murmur, "is a sacred gift."
"Come," she said, looking him in the eyes as she pulled down his tube top and freed his breasts. "Let's worship you." Xena's words, combined with the sudden sensation of her strong hands cupping his bare breasts, sent a jolt of pure, raw desire coursing through Danni. He gasped, his body trembling with a mix of shock and excitement. Xena's eyes were intense, her gaze locked onto his, her fingers gently kneading his sensitive flesh. Danni's breath came in short, shallow gasps, his heart pounding in his chest like a wild drumbeat. The sensation was overpowering, overwhelming, and yet, there was something incredibly liberating about it. He felt a rush of desire, a primal, instinctive response to Xena's touch and her words.
His nipples hardened instantly, pressing against her palms, as if seeking more of her attention. Danni's breath hitched, his heart pounding wildly in his chest as he looked into her intense, hungry gaze. Xena's eyes widened slightly at the sudden response of his body, and she let out a low, approving rumble, like a purring lioness. "Good girl," she murmured, her fingers tightening slightly on his nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through his body. Danni gasped, his back arching slightly, his eyes fluttering closed as he reveled in the sensation. Xena watched him, her gaze taking in every subtle movement, every flicker of emotion that crossed his face. She could see the pleasure and the discomfort, the awe and the fear, all swirling together in a potent, intoxicating mix.
Her own hunger was growing, her body responding to the smell of his milk, to the feel of his soft, plush body against her. Xena's hands gripped his waist, and with a swift, powerful motion, she lifted him off the bench, his feet dangling above the floor as she held him aloft. Danni gasped, his eyes widening in surprise and a hint of fear as he found himself suddenly suspended in the air. Xena smiled, her gaze never leaving his as she brought him close, her eyes locked onto his chest. Then, before Danni could react, she wrapped her lips around one of his nipples, sucking hard. Danni let out a sharp cry, his body jolting with the sudden, intense sensation. His hands flew up, gripping at Xena's shoulders, his nails digging into her muscles as he tried to steady himself.
Danni gasped, his breath catching in his throat as Xena's words resonated in his ears. He felt a shiver run down his spine, a mix of arousal and apprehension coursing through his veins. He had never been worshipped before, and the thought of being the object of such intense devotion sent a surge of heat through his body.
Xena guided him to the bench, her strong hands gently pushing him down until he was lying on his back, his head propped up on a plush pillow. He looked around the room, his eyes wide with anticipation and a touch of fear.
But before he could process his surroundings any further, Xena's hands moved to his shorts, pulling them down, fully exposing him. Danni gasped, his face flushing with heat as he realized his most intimate parts were now on full display.
"What... what are you doing?" Xena looked down at him, her eyes burning with an intense, primal hunger. She ran a finger along the waistband of his shorts, now bunched around his ankles. "I want you to be completely open to me, Danni," she said, her voice a low, sultry growl. "Every part of you. I want to worship you, body and soul." Danni's heart pounded in his chest, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps.
The sensation of Xena's strong hands cupping his bare breasts was overwhelming, but the sudden, intense lick of her tongue against his stomach sent a jolt of pure, raw pleasure through his body. He arched his back, his hips involuntarily thrusting forward, his eyes widening in shock and arousal at the sudden, intimate contact. Xena loomed over him, her eyes gleaming with hunger and desire, her tongue tracing slow, deliberate patterns against his flesh. Danni gasped, his hands clutching at the bench, his knuckles white with tension. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and vulnerability that left him breathless and trembling. He had never been touched like this before, never felt so exposed, so desired. Xena's hands moved to his sides, her fingers digging into his soft flesh as she held him in place, her tongue continuing its slow, torturous exploration.
Danni's body shuddered, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he arched his back, pressing himself further into her touch. But just as suddenly, her tongue left his stomach, moving lower, down towards the juncture of his thighs. Danni's eyes widened, his hands clenching the bench as he realized what was about to happen. Xena's tongue flicked out, teasing the sensitive skin at the base of his now-shrunken penis, before she took the entire length of his little member into her mouth. Danni let out a moan that was half-surprise, half-pleasure, his hips jerking involuntarily as Xena began to suck, her hands gripping his plump tush, fingers digging into the soft flesh as she held him firmly in place.
The sensation was intense, overwhelming, and Danni felt his body tensing, his toes curling as the pleasure built inside him. It was too much, too fast, and he could feel his orgasm barreling towards him like a freight train.
Xena released him from her mouth, a satisfied smile on her lips, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "Good girl," she purred, her voice a low, soothing rumble.
Xena's eyes never left Danni's as she released his shrunken member, taking in every flicker of emotion and sensation that played across his face. She extended her hand towards Danni, her fingers beckoning him closer. "Come closer, sweetheart," she coaxed, her voice like velvet. "Look what you've done to me." Danni hesitated for a moment, his body trembling with a mix of trepidation and desire. But Xena's eyes, burning with a mixture of hunger and admiration, were irresistible. He leaned forward, his eyes widening in awe as he took in the sight of Xena's muscles rippled and bulged, her biceps and thighs swelling with newly gained mass, her waist cinching in to form an hourglass figure. She looked stronger, more dominant, more incredible than ever before.
He gasped, his breath catching in his throat as he took in the sight of her transformation. "Xena... what... what's happening to you?" he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper, his eyes never leaving hers.
Xena smiled, her gaze locked onto Danni, her eyes reflecting the dim light of the room. "It's you, sweetheart," she said, her voice a low, sultry rumble. "Your milk, your essence... it's making me stronger, more powerful."
I think all my Amazons are going to want this too, Danni," Xena declared, her voice a low rumble as she flexed her newly enhanced muscles. "We're going to need you to up your production." Danni's eyes widened in surprise, his breath catching in his throat as he took in the implications of her words. "What do you mean?" Xena looked down at him, her expression serious. "I mean that your milk has extraordinary properties, Danni. It's not just nourishing—it's transformative when mixed with your cum. I can feel it in my veins, coursing through my body, making me stronger, more powerful." She paused, her gaze sweeping over the room, as if envisioning a future filled with more of her sisters. "We're going into business together."