stewybooks: *Beautiful echoing feminine laughter* “Oh my gosh honey! Are you shaking?&rd
stewybooks: *Beautiful echoing feminine laughter* “Oh my gosh honey! Are you shaking?” “Don’t worry, I bought this swimsuit just for you, so I would look beautiful for you.” she told me. “It’s ok baby, I would never hurt you, no matter how big I get.” she said in the most warm and motherly tone of voice. The sight before me was so overpoweringly erotic. Even her tongue danced in her mouth suggestively, giving rise to recent memories of her licking me until I burst all over against my will. She was so relentless and didn’t dare stop while I erupted load after load of liquid into the air, and all over her face. She wouldn’t stop. She was so hungry. As I looked up at her, I was so scared, trembling even, and yet, her voice and her words were so calming, so reassuring. I felt safe, despite having gotten so darn small. She seemed absolutely enormous to me, and more beautiful than ever. The virus that I had somehow had the opposite effect on my wife after it entered her system. She was becoming bigger and more beautiful, as I was shrinking and becoming weaker. And every time we had sex, it got worse, and I knew this. “I-it’s a g-great swimsuit honey… I-I j-just…” I tried to protest before getting interrupted. “REALLY?!? You think it is great!?! What do you like about it? Hrmmm?!” she asked with exagerated joy and excitement, bouncing up and down. *bounce* *bounce* *bounce* Her tits bobbed and wobbled as she lifted her body up and down while smiling so widely. I felt myself hardening against my will. “I…” I couldn’t hardly even talk. She had stolen the words right out of my mouth. Her eyes found mine and gazed into them deeply, like a cat knowing it had the mouse right where it wanted. “It’s ok honey…” she began, her voice lowered into a whisper as she advanced towards me. Closer… “You don’t need to talk…” Closer now… “You don’t need to think…” Almost touching… She was so massive… “Just feel…” she whispered as she pressed her body into mine. Her stomach and abdomen was squashing into my face and upper body. The bottoms of her breasts were rubbing against the top of my head. I wondered how much smaller I was going to get. Then, it was like she was rubbing herself against me. She was so aroused.I felt her breasts rubbing back and forth, back and forth, back and forth against my head. They were so soft, so firm, so big… I was fully erect now and I felt her thigh and leg press into my crotch. Then her hand slid down to feel me. I was moaning, whimpering, and whining. “Shhhhhh, it’s ok. It’s ok to be scared. It’s ok to tremble and shake. There’s nobody watching. It’s just you and me.” she told me in a feminine voice chock-full of arousal, sensuality, and power. “You can tremble all you want little guy. You don’t have to fight it.” she encouraged me. “I’m going to give you exactly what you need…” she ordained. “And I’m going to get… SOOooo… MUuuuch… BIGger… for you…” she told me. *Squeeeeeeeeze* -- source link
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