Amanda had witnessed several things in her life that made her question reality. Most were online, but meeting Amy had brought those seeming impossibilities to her everyday life. Of course, a seven-foot futa didn't tread deep into fantasy, but since then, meeting Eliza and the resultant shrinking and growing had washed away all her expectations. Now she didn't know what came next. The date was just meant to be fun, albeit lewd and messy, then Amy destroyed any such concept. She gawked up at the Amazon from her lap.
Double her height? Keep growing? What the fuck was she thinking? Amanda had said those from inane pleasure, not thinking it'd be true, and yet Amy had exceeded them. Stood on a thigh, leaning against a breast the size of a beanbag chair, while her neck craned back to see her eyes, Amy had never looked so huge. Or sexy.
"How come you're not hard?" Amanda asked, looking back at the stretch of soft Amazonian cock, laid out like a lackadaisical python, and imagined just what it could become. It should terrify her more than anything. Even if it didn't grow any bigger, it'd crush her if they weren't careful. The balls alone would smother her. What a way to go; suffocation by giant, sweaty futa balls.
"No idea. Maybe it didn't want to intrude?"
"Well, I'm not gonna be satisfied until I get you rock hard. If you're this big soft, then just think..." Amanda shuddered, cock drooling all over her lover, rivulets of it following Amy's veins down to her bed sized scrotum. She stumbled and plopped down on the cock, straddling it like a fallen oak tree. The new position had her eye-to-eye against Amy's staggering nipples, "Now I just have to figure out how to turn you on."
"My nipples are still available," Amy said and tapped Amanda's shoulders with her teats, "They're big enough for you to deep throat."
"That's true." Amanda licked her lips. Taking her girlfriend's cock was impossible, unless Eliza concocted something, but her tits were perfect replacements. She leaned close, moonlight reflected off a faint sheen of sweat, and wrapped a hand around each 'nub'. Each had to be the girth of her forearm, too big for her fingers to meet around, and longer than water bottles. The Amazon moaned at her touch, her seat twitched in response. This would work.
Amanda went for the left first and licked the peak. Another twitch beneath her urged more licks, each pulse added more fuel, until she swirled her tongue around the pink shaft. Little nodules decorated its otherwise smooth skin. Deep breaths fumigated her sinuses in the gentle, yet overbearing musk of Amy's body, while moans vibrated the breasts she leaned on. All she could see as she opened her mouth and gradually sank down the length was Amy.
Was there any purer love than salivating over the very taste of her partner's skin? Even in her head that sounded creepy, but the sentiment was pure. A tang of sweat coated her tongue, subtle hints of Amy's body wash, while a crawling flavour of cock snuck in. Just it being there was enough to improve the atmosphere.She ran her tongue all over the nipple, throat accepting more.
After so long spent sucking fourteen inch, and bigger, cocks Amanda would be livid if she couldn't handle it. Before long, her lips mashed into the softest realm she knew, sinking in and feeling the whole expanse hug her face. She pushed against it, her own boobs and nipples poking in. The chill night air seemed almost otherworldly on her back with Amy's hot, in the figurative and literal sense, breast snuggled up to so much of her front. Who needed a heater with her around?
Beneath her, Amy's prick swelled and parted her legs further. A vein pulsed against Amanda's pussy and balls, powerful enough to force out a gush of pre, while her already sopping lips moistened further. Were it her choice, the entire log of futa-meat would be lodged inside her until dawn. Incapable of that, Amanda settled for the lustful undulation of her hips as she suckled and bobbed on Amy's chunky nipple. It filled her maw and throat perfectly.
Giant hands travelled across her body. Amanda wasn't like a model or hyper-metabolic, her waist just trim enough to accentuate her curves, yet Amy wrapped her fingers around it with ease. Between them, she really was like a doll. Thumbs pushed down on key points on her belly and hip, piling softer heat atop the already boiling lust within. Her body relaxed, slouched against Amy's boob as she throated the tit.
If she weren't trembling in arousal, and her airway wasn't clogged, then Amanda might've dozed off. As it was, her eyes half shut, Amy consuming what remained of her vision. She wrapped her arms around the breast she lathered in attention, squeezing it all over until Amy moaned louder, telling her where to work, and nibbled on the nub. Teeth pulling, tongue swirling, and throat swallowing around the sensitive pink spear, Amanda squealed as she was flung into the air. Not on purpose for Amy's part, but by a simple reflex from her cock.
Coming free with a wet cough, drool slathered across her cheeks and chin, Amanda landed between the pair. Amy pushed them around her, heart thumping in Amanda's ears, as they both stared out at the ultimate pussy-stretcher known to Earth. Larger even than a whale's.
"Uh, congrats, Amy," Amanda said. Though it was just a guess, and based upon the surrounding trees for comparison, she was certain the length exceeded her own height by entire feet. She couldn't say, but it might even be long as Amy was tall, "You've got the biggest dick on Earth. How's it feel?"
"Alright, I guess. But I much prefer this sensation," Amy cooed and rested her chin on the comparatively petite futa's head, breasts covering her from all sides, while the Amazon's heartbeat thundered behind her, "I can feel you all over."
"Since when did you get all romantic? Come on, be more horny! We're looking at history here," Amanda moaned, biting her lip against the heavenly masturbation of her cock by the breasts.
"I can't help it. You're so cute like this and besides," Amy lowered her voice and head, lips on her lover's ear, "You're plenty horny for both of us. Don't think I can't feel your pre-cum and pussy juice streaming out, making a mess of my giant titties that you're wrapped up in. I just need to, hmm, move like this and you make even more." As she spoke, the Amazon rolled her tits with her arms in a lurid, full-body massage. The idea echoed in Amanda's mind as she panted and drooled over the metres-long prick before her, like a path to unknown pleasures.
"I can't help it," Amanda whined.
"Oh? Why is that?" Amy moved faster, firmer, tit flesh hugging Amanda's cock and body as a whole like the water bed her parents had once, which she'd used as a teen and made a mess of. It felt so good bobbing and squishing and rubbing her, "It can't be from me getting so huge? Do you like feeling tiny?"
"No..." Amanda moaned, which might've fooled a deaf person, and squirmed inside her soft prison.
"I think it is," Amy reached in and wrapped a hand around the futa's shaft, engulfing it from base to tip in her grasp, "Just my hand is bigger than your cock now, Babe. Oh! That was a lot of pre. Hmm, it's all over my boobs, let's share the love." Amanda gasped as her body was covered in her own emissions, slightly dried and sticky from Amy's warmth, with more added by the second.
She didn't even have a response for her Amazonian lover beyond moans. Her cock was released, the fingers curled around a leg and pressed the knee against her chest, held in place by the giant tits, while her pussy was penetrated. Amy spread her walls, nails grazing her depths in a quest for her g-spot. It didn't take long to find. Amanda might've chewed her out if she needed any longer than a few seconds. A shudder turned into a sharp jerk as Amy's fingers reached her cervix. They curled and relaxed, repeated as the boobs kept slipping across her outside.
"Hmm, this sandwich could use a cream filling, don't you think?"
"What?" Amanda snorted, laughter shaking her from head to toe, insides squeezing around the fingers.
"Come on," Amy said, grinning as her tongue teased Amanda's earlobe, sucking it into her mouth, breath tormenting her, "Don't tell me you don't wanna feel all your gooey sperm all over your skin. Because I really wanna feel it between my tits. No better lotion than cum."
"Is that why my sunscreen smelled weird?" Amanda asked.
"Maybe," Amy taunted, not slowing at all, even as she finessed her movements, targeting all the best parts of Amanda's puny form. If she kept going, being inside her tits would become very messy indeed. Amanda tried pulling her arms free, but the surroundings were tight against her, and squishy enough to conform to her moves. It wasn't right for her to cum again so soon, when Amy had only shot off once that night. Besides, her size always reflected production, which meant unfathomable amounts of semen were bubbling away inside her testes. Amanda had to witness it.
Then her body froze but for a series of spasms as her tightest hole was opened and explored. First one finger, then a second wriggled around and scratched at her sensitive walls, rubbing against the others inside her pussy through the thin layer of separation. Though segregated, each set strived for a single goal; to make Amanda cum. Her breaths quickened, cock jerking and balls aching, and her pussy sloshed with juices. Amy's palm mashed into her clit, forcing her thumb and pinkie inside. A third finger joined her ass.
Amy's fist mashed into her g-spot.The tits constricted her and her perch on Amy's giant cock shook. Fingertips found and pushed on her prostate.
