As the first of night rain rushed down her jumper, soaking the material clean through, Kate stared at the automatic door leading into Sujesh's shop just a short stroll from where she lived. Everyone else would have no issue passing through the door, but Kate wasn't like 'everyone else' - in fact, she was a cut above them all. Just by glancing at it from side to side then sizing her shoulders up for comparison, Kate could tell an issue had arisen.
Sujesh watched from behind the counter. He wanted to help but knew it was beyond pointless. He'd already gotten her out of a tight spot once before - quite literally - and Kate was persistent in ensuring she couldn't keep asking him to do it, knowing she'd just get bigger...and bigger...and bigger. Even so, there she was, stood in front of the doors waiting for the precise moment to pounce, when either someone else was leaving or entering so the doors would remain open for longer. It was a smart move.
And there he was, a twenty-something-year-old guy Kate would use to her advantage. He'd already seen her stand there, rooted to the spot like a misplaced mannequin, but didn't say anything. Instead he just kept on with his goal, moving up to the doors and watched them draw open—
-Now!
Kate lunged forward quicker than a house cat pouncing on a stray mouse, feeling her calves instantaneously burn with each step closer to the doors before narrowly turning sideways fast enough to bring the left side of her body into the shop, inhaling sharply so her waist sucked in drastically reducing her bulk. By mere luck alone she'd managed to slip the other half of her body in with the rest of it. Safely inside now. Good.
"You gotta do something about that door, Sujesh." Kate pointed behind her, drawing the youthful Asian man's attention. Of course, Sujesh already had his attention on Kate - she wasn't exactly hard to miss, like trying to find a black sheep in a flock of white ones.
"It's your nemesis, Kate. One can't live without the other." Sujesh laughed. Sujesh was born in India but raised in the cozy hamlet of Wombourne. Unlike his parents, he didn't have as much a predominantly Asian twang to his accent, mostly on account of him being good friends with Kate during the school years, learning more from her than his own family. "You here for the usual?" he added.
Kate burst into a blush, shifting her weight towards the counter to jokingly confront her childhood friend. She'd always known Sujesh to be forward but had often times been asked to retain a sense of modesty about such matters. "Yes," she answered softly, almost embarrassed.
"You know where they are. Back left corner."
Kate parted ways. There weren't a lot of customers in Sujesh's shop at this time of night, but from those who found themselves purchasing goods from the local, arguably lonesome store in the quiet English town, the blonde could practically feel their sentiment towards her as she moved past them. Wombourne was a small place, like an insignificant dot on the map compared to the larger blobs, so everyone knew about Kate and the goings-on between her legs. Some felt non-partisan about the issue, others were surprisingly open-minded—though not enough to suggest they might approach her as a friend—but most felt the same as her mother Marie.
Kate stopped at the aisle dead in the corner and examined the options presented to her carefully, weighing them in succession. Some were ribbed, others flavoured, a select few were 'best for her,' and more in turn were 'best for him.' As important as these decisions were in themselves, Kate also had to take into considering the size of the condom she'd end up buying. The last pack she bought more than sufficed, but—
Kate instinctively gawked at her crotch, looking the bulge involuntarily flex in anticipation. It was as if her own cock knew. The unexpected straining of the material certainly didn't look to give a good impression either.
—she'd grown quite a bit since then. What to do, what to do.
The unexpected groan of annoyance from the right took Kate by surprise. Looking at him, she realized the man who apparently had the same predicament as her was the same guy who saw her stand outside. Kate continued watching, finding a sense of amusement in him struggling to choose.
"Hard to choose, right?"
"Yeah, man. It's like trying to pick out perfume for your girlfriend." The guy set the pack back onto the shelf and swapped it for another, which Kate came to realize was bigger. Curiously, she glanced at his crotch to compare it with her own. The pack this nameless stranger had was bigger than he one he just had, but judging by the shape and size of his crotch, he was really just trying to boast. As if trying to rope Kate in. "You buying a pack for your man too?" he inquired curiously.
Kate smirked. "Not exactly. I like to imagine myself as the man in our relationship."
And then he noticed it, curiosity taking over, glancing down just low and long enough to notice the obvious bulge between Kate's thighs. A monstrous thing, like a growth jutting out threatening to burst. Or perhaps that was just the erection Kate didn't know she was the hapless owner of, too focused on finding the right size of condoms to notice her cock itself had other ideas, a will of its own.
Freaked out beyond belief, the guy made a run for it, too focused on keep his dear life away from the 'thing's' clutches to even notice he dropped the box of condoms. At first Kate was confused by the anonymous hunk's actions, before noticing with the corner of her eye the tip of her monster cock keeking up at her.
Kate smirked again before vainly calling out in amusement, "Sorry about that! Girl likes to make herself known when she meets new people!" She chose the largest box Sujesh's shop had on offer, which in spite of its dimensions was still too small to fulfill her needs. It would protect what mattered, but wouldn't cover her full raging length.
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The rain had stopped, allowing Kate to travel to her destination at a much more leisurely pace, her beastly erection subsided. With the exception of weather, there was nothing for the people of Wombourne to worry about when traveling at night. There were no gangs comprised of young hooligans to speak of; no graffiti tarnished the walls of buildings, and crime itself was at an all-time low. Most people considered Kate's formidable presence to be a deterrent, but she begged to differ.
She stopped just outside the front gate leading to a traditional village house, vines enveloping the outer brickwork and a small fountain dug into the front garden. This was where June lived, or more to the point, where June lived with her free-spirited mother Raven, herself the daughter of two hippies from the sixties. June inherited her mother's open-mindedness, which explained why she was comfortable with Kate having developed the circumstances between her legs. Open-mindedness led to curiosity, which itself led to—
The door opened with a creak, revealing Raven smiling at Kate the same way she would at June - like she was her daughter. Frankly, it was the first smile from a woman Kate had seen in weeks. It was brief, lasted only a few short seconds, but Raven had no idea just how much it meant.
A moment's silence came between the two women, Kate watching Raven do what most others did—sized her up from head to toe, shoulder to shoulder—though the large girl trusted the mother to do so in jest. Raven was always on a trip, one way or another, so rarely ever saw Kate grow gradually, always considerably larger each time they met. Today was no different. Raven saw the seams in Kate's trousers casually split vertically as she stood in silence, little by little revealing yet more of her musculature, quads screaming to be released from their fabric prison
"When June said you were big enough to take on a bull single-handedly I didn't trust her, had to see it to believe it. But my, my, are you just that!" Raven reached out and squeezed the blonde's arm that casually jutted out like a large growth even in its relaxed state, a faint pink veins throbbing. She was hard as a rock. "Whatever do you eat to stay so big?"
"Anything and everything," Kate jested.
"I bet! Come on in." Raven gestured for Kate to follow her in, taking a few steps back to give the large girl some space, although she hadn't offered enough, watching as Kate's left shoulder dragged against the door's threshold, chipping away at the paneling in her struggled effort to pull herself free. When she eventually succeeded, between bated breaths and grunts of exertion, there wasn't much of a panel left, leaving only a miserly strip of wood dangling in its place. Kate offered an expression that suggested panic. She never meant to do such damage and was more than willing to pay for it. But Raven—she laughed. "Don't worry about it. It's an old door anyway."
