Author's note:
Back for more with Holly and Derek. Thanks for those that rated the story, though I didn't get much feedback on this story. I expect this to go for four chapters, and I've got it outlined so shouldn't be excessively long before I get the rest of it posted. Enjoy!
Keg
*****
That night the dreams started.
She was enveloped in a dense steamy cloud that clung to her skin and obscured her vision. On her hands and knees, she looked down at the pitch black earth. Her fingers were blackened as her hands sunk into the sooty material. A gust of warm air washed over her nakedness and blew her hair into her eyes. She wanted to get up, or at least push her hair back, but her muscles didn't seem to respond. Even in the warm humid air she shivered as she felt a presence behind her.
Fear swept over her. She wanted to turn to look, or call out to whoever it was. Instead all she could do was stare down at her hands and wait. Her senses were heightened, and every part of her body seemed more alive. Another light gust of air sent a tingle down her spine. Fear was slowly replaced by desire. Her nipples were so hard they ached and her tits felt heavy as they hung off of her chest. They were much larger than she recalled, unnaturally large, her nipples nearly brushing against the dirt below her.
The presence was close. She heard ragged breathing and felt the heat of his body near her ass. She whimpered as something touched her 'down there'. It was warm, soft, and it pressed against the opening of her sex. Her desire spiked higher. She felt herself opening up as the object pushed forward, but only enough for her outer folds to wrap around it. She wanted it, craved it, ready to thrust back against it and impale herself on the unseen intruder. But then she fought back. "No!" she shouted, or at least she tried to shout. This was wrong. She shouldn't be doing this. As if the being sensed her thoughts, it pulled back. She felt it as it brushed lightly against her, the silky soft object sliding up and down the length of her opening. She groaned when it pressed against her sensitive nub. Again and again it glided over her. It pushed her closer and closer to... to something. Her resolve weakened. She fought it, tried to shout out to make it stop before it was too late.
*****
Holly woke up with a start, her heart beating rapidly. Her pillow was wedged tightly between her legs and a fire emanated from her sex. She gasped and pulled the pillow away, but realized it was damp with the cream that had seeped from her sex and soaked through her panties. She briefly thought about exploring the source of her agitation with her fingers, but pushed that idea from her head. The details of her dream quickly faded from her consciousness and left only remnants of disturbing images as she looked at her pillow in disgust. "What the hell is wrong with me?" she grumbled.
She padded off to the bathroom and tried to shake off the effects of her erotic dream. She flipped on the light and undressed to take a shower, then looked in the mirror and screamed. Her breasts had grown overnight, and now stood proudly out from her chest.
Her dad called out to her. "You ok in there?"
"Umm, yeah, just saw a little spider," she lied. She stared agape into the mirror. Her boobs looked huge and her hard nipples stood out prominently, the dark nubs sharply contrasting her light skin.
"Ok, well don't let it get you!" her dad joked. "I'm off to work, take care. I'll take my bicycle so you can have the car to go to the senior center today."
"Ok daddy," she mumbled back.
"Damn it, she muttered to herself. She volunteered at the senior center to build up her college resume. She hated going, and now with whatever was going on with her breasts she really didn't want to go. She cupped her tits, more than a handful now. They must be a D cup, she lamented. There was no way these were going to fit in her current bras. Her finger brushed across one of her nipples and she jerked in surprise at how sensitive it was. "What is happening to me?" she cried out to the image in the mirror.
She finally calmed enough to make a plan. She'd shower, then find something that she could wear without a bra. She'd hit the department store first and buy a couple new bras before she had to go to the senior center. Feeling a tiny bit better about taking control of her situation, she put her plan into action.
*****
"Holly, sweetheart! You are looking very pretty today!" Mr. Collins said cheerily. He made no attempt to hide that he was staring at the young girl's tits that were tightly trapped inside her blouse. He was 87 years old but still a dirty old man at heart.
"Thank you Mr. Collins," Holly weakly replied. "It's good to see you too." Her shift was almost over and the dining hall was nearly empty. She turned to go back to the kitchen when she gasped.
"Derek! What are... you aren't supposed to be here! How did you..." Holly stammered.
"Hi babe! Surprise! Mister Collins is right, you do look pretty spectacular today!" Derek replied.
"You shouldn't be here! How did you find me?" she said, ignoring his compliment.
"Oh, shush, don't worry about that. I have my ways," Derek said.
"Ok, well I have work to do, so I'll see you later," Holly said and started to brush past him. He grabbed her from behind before she could get away and wrapped his arms around her.
"Hey! I need to get back to the kitchen!"
"But I haven't seen you in a while!" Derek whispered in her ear. "I missed you, sweetheart! And I missed this hot body of yours. Man, you just get me so hot!" His hot breath tickled her neck and she felt goosebumps form down her spine. Derek slid his hands higher until they were cupping her tits. Holly squirmed and tried to get away. Derek easily held her in place as he mauled her tits.
"I just love your tits. So big and full. Absolutely amazing." Holly flushed as both her embarrassment and desire rose. Derek's fingers reached the top button of her blouse and flicked it open.
"No..." she pleaded. Derek ignored her and flicked open the next button as he kissed her neck sending another tremor through her body. Her new bra was now clearly visible as it pushed up her tits and formed an enticing cleavage.
"So hot," Derek whispered as he opened the next button. Then he squeezed her big tits together as he ground his hard rod against Holly's ass. "I want you babe," Derek said. "Do you want my big cock? Can you feel it pressing against your beautiful ass?"
"No... I can't..." she breathed. But even as she said those words her hand moved down to his thigh before she pushed it between them to rest on his hard shaft. A low groan came from deep inside her and she felt her knees weaken.
Holly glanced up and realized that Mr. Collins was still sitting at the table watching. A big grin was on his face as he ogled her tits and bra. Holly shrieked and finally broke free of Derek's grip. She turned and ran back to the kitchen as she buttoned her top. Derek just winked at Mr. Collins and walked out the lobby.
*****
Derek pinned Holly against the wall of her living room and groped her tits through her top and bra. He had arrived unannounced at 4:30 PM and came into the house despite Holly's feeble protests.
"Please, you can't be here! My dad will be home around 5!" Holly pleaded as she squirmed under Derek's advances. Derek ignored her. One hand moved lower and found its way between her legs. Holly squealed as Derek rubbed her pussy through her clothes.
"Show me your tits, babe," Derek demanded. "You show me your tits and I'll leave."
Holly had never exposed her breasts to any boy, and now that they had grown she was embarrassed about how big they were and doubly afraid to let him see them. "Please, not that! I'll... I'll use my mouth again. But we have to hurry!" Holly pleaded.
"Aww babe, I know you love my cock, and you'll get more of it soon enough. But first I need to see those amazing tits. Go on, take off your shirt."
"Please, they're too... too big and ugly," Holly whined.
"Nonsense! It's your choice, babe. Take off your top or I stay and get to meet your dad."
She knew she couldn't allow that to happen. Defeated, Holly took a deep breath and then started to unbutton her top. Derek encouraged her, telling her how sexy she was with each button that she opened. Once the last button was freed she shrugged the top off of her shoulders and stood in front of him in her bra. She looked up at him in hopes that she didn't have to go further, but he commanded her to remove the bra next. Slowly, she reached behind her back and unsnapped it. Her bra slid forward and then fell to the floor. Holly looked away and turned red with embarrassment.
Derek just stared for several moments, lust in his eyes. Then he reached up and cupped the warm flesh in his hands. "Amazing," he whispered. He flicked his fingers across her nipples, which caused Holly to squirm.
"Please, I showed you, now you have to go," she pleaded.
"Not just yet. Get on your knees," Derek ordered. She gave into his will and dropped to her knees in front of him. "Take out my cock," he demanded. Resigned to do whatever it took to get Derek to leave, Holly slowly worked his shaft free of his pants and automatically wrapped her fingers around it. Every time she saw his cock she could swear it was bigger than the previous time, and this time was no different. She didn't have much time to consider how strange this was, however.
"Suck it," he growled. Holly just wanted to get him out of there quickly, so she complied. She put her mouth over the head and began to lick and suck. He thrust his hips and pushed himself deeper into her mouth. "Yeah, get it wet, spit all over it," he encouraged.
After a couple minutes with his cock in her mouth, Derek pulled out. "I'm going to fuck those tits," he announced. Holly looked up at him in anguish. He grabbed her nipples and pulled her up off her haunches and laid his cock on her chest. "Push your tits together," he ordered. She obeyed, and put her hands on either side of her breasts and pushed them inward.
Derek slid his shaft up and down, squeezed between her big tits. "Oh fuck! That is so good! Fuck! I love those tits! You are one fucking hot chick. Just look at my cock sliding between those big melons! Oh yeah, feels so good!" Holly could only kneel in front of him as continued his barrage of obscene comments while he used her tits for his own pleasure. But her body was once again on fire, both from the sight before her of his big dark cock between her pale boobs, and from the attention her nipples were getting. Derek took his time, he wanted to enjoy the moment for as long as possible. He loved watching Holly's face as she struggled with her emotions. He pulled back, and then grabbed her hair and shoved his cock in her mouth again. "That's it, get it wet again. I want it to slide nice and easy between those fucking big tits," he growled. When he was satisfied with her mouth, he grabbed her nipples again and pulled her back up on her knees. She squealed as he put his cock back between her tits again. She dutifully pushed them together and he thrust faster.
"Oh yeah, you are so fuckin' hot, babe," he growled. "Look up at me! Let me see your face as I fuck your tits," he demanded. Holly looked up. It took a few seconds to register, but then she screamed.
