Author's Note: In case it's not obvious by the end of this, I do have plans to create a proper sequel to Autus, but it won't happen for quite some time. I have several other projects that have been neglected in recent weeks/months. Without further ado, enjoy.
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Kona's Journal Entry #1:
Well, since Gwen and Diana are writing, I figured; why not? I could use something to get my thoughts down, since I'm somewhat frustrated by something, which I really shouldn't be. I mean, I've been fine with my body since I realised I was basically stuck with it, though I do have my pretty big cock, and my breasts are pretty big for my stature. But, well, after everything's that happened around me, I feel... I don't know. I guess I'm feeling my size.
I'm 4'11''. My cock is 2 feet exactly and my breasts are decent G cups. Aside from that, I don't really have any curves. My hips are boyish, though they do have a slight flare to them, and my waist is thin like pretty much everyone else's. If it weren't for my larger than average cock or my below average height, there'd be nothing different about me really. And then there's Allie, Diana and Gwen.
They're my friends without a doubt. Well, we're closer than that, more like lovers and I do love them all. So nothing seems like it should be wrong right? Well, they've all been growing like mad. Gwen I was used to for a while, but then she just exploded in height. Now she's almost five times bigger than I am, and her cock is twenty times the size of mine and her breasts could fit several of me inside of them. Even her nipple cocks are bigger than my dick.
Allie isn't anywhere near that size thankfully. But that doesn't change the fact that her cock is eight feet, her breasts are at least Z cups, and her balls are bigger than me. Diana hasn't changed as much, though I suspect if she was a Futa, she would've exploded just the same. Her breasts are now Hyper sized, her bra size being a Hyper C cup, though it's not much compared to Gwen's Hyper ZZ tits. Diana's hips had flared out, as well as her ass. Neither were particularly shapely before, but now it's hard to take my eyes off them.
The only real point of this is for me to whine that I haven't grown much at all. I had one spurt a while ago from Gwen's cum, but Diana thinks that's because the drug was active in Gwen's system as well. Though she's yet to realise that it doesn't make much sense, since she had also ingested a large amount of cum around the same time as well, but nothing happened to her. Nothing about this is really making any sense.
The only thing I know for certain is that I'm actually quite jealous of everyone. I mean, I've always taken pride in my dick, since most people didn't have ones any bigger, with the exception of Golden's performers. I've been casually asking Diana about her progress on the drug almost every day now, hoping that she would possibly even let me have some, though I never said as much. She's told me almost each time that she needs to get some more human trials done before she can get it out for sale.
Golden were currently working on getting Gwen's semen on the market as well. They were going to advertise it as a possible growth inducer and potent aphrodisiac. I could always buy those, however, after the disappointing growth from last time, I don't think it'll do the job. I could always volunteer for the human trials, since Diana doesn't know the effects her drugs will have on pre-existing Futanari, but it's way too embarrassing for me. Something not many people know about me; I'm a bit of a coward when it comes stuff like this. I'm just gonna have to wait until it comes out.
Diana's Journal Entry #4:
Well, it's been almost a month since my last entry. In that time things have been flying by: the drug is finished, in all of its forms. Testing went by without a hitch, investors were chomping at the bit to get in on the certain gold mine, and life's settled down quite a lot. That isn't to say there haven't some continuing changes, some less, uh, satisfying than others. The big one is that Kona had to go back to her apartment in the neighbouring city.
She said she would come back and visit again. I'm worried for her honestly, since she had a kind of far off look in her eye when she said that, but Allie trusted her and even went back to her childhood days to get our petite lover to pinkie swear on it. She's been calling from time to time, so there isn't any real need to worry for her, but I can't help doing so, it's in my nature. While I'm on the subject of worrying, there's something that's got me concerned almost every waking moment.
About two weeks after my last entry, I began to experience bouts of sickness every morning. Doesn't take a genius to figure it out right? I'm pregnant, and with quite the impressive litter. From what I can tell, the conception occurred about a month ago, and already I'm showing quite clearly. Gwen and Allie are both potential fathers, but neither care, they want to help me however best they can. I've heard that many pregnant women have cravings, usually for food, but mine's different. I crave cum.
Because of this, I haven't been able to resist Gwen's. Well, we all know what that led to. I'm now sporting a proud pair of Hyper G cup breasts, though it does seem that they've stopped growing. For now, I'm waiting to see when my milk comes in. Ever since the world changed, pregnancies have naturally altered as well, leading to a minimum of three children per birth. It also caused the mammary glands to change as well, casing milk production to sky rocket. The average woman can lactate as much as a well-trained cow.
I'm sure you're wondering why I'm worried about this. It seems like I'm calm and know what I'm doing here, and yes I do, but there's a few factors that make this pregnancy rather unusual. The first is the parents. Even if the children are mine and Allie's, that means they'll definitely inherit the Hyper gene, and if they're mine and Gwen's, then there's a good chance they'll be Macros. I'm uncertain as to how that may affect the pregnancy as a whole. Then there's the quantity of babies I might have.
Before, cum production meant nothing as to how many young a woman bore. Now it does, as the ovaries respond to the amount of semen in the womb and release eggs appropriately. I've been inflated well beyond human limits several times by both Allie and Gwen. For all I know, I could have a legion of young steadily growing in my womb. Gwen doesn't seem worried though, since she's confident her cum will make the birth easy. I'm not so certain.
That isn't to say I don't trust her, it's just a complex situation. Not that it does much good to dwell on things I can't control. It doesn't really matter what they turn out like, whether they're normal, Hyper or Macro, I'll love them all the same, and so will Allie and Gwen. I honestly don't know what I've done to deserve them in my life.
Allie has also said that she's been feeling a bit off lately. It was a joke, but she did wander if she was pregnant as well, considering the fact that she and Gwen had both fooled around quite frequently. But it's got me wondering as well. With all of us living together, finance isn't really an issue. Gwen's cum is selling extremely well, and the projected sales of my drugs were all fairly high as well, combined with our work with Golden I doubt money will be an issue. Space on the other hand might very well be.
As it stands, Gwen's replaced her old bed with a larger one. It was the only way to support her massive frame, my giant breasts and growing stomach, and Allie's own Hyper endowments. Speaking of which, since my last entry she's stopped growing from Gwen's cum, though her final state is nothing to sneeze at. She now sports Hyper D cup breasts, a 14 foot cock (when it's erect that is, it's about 6 feet when soft.), and balls about 50 inches in diameter each, making each testicle about twice the size of a yoga ball. It's a bit of a relief that she isn't growing anymore.
That's basically all of the updates for now. I'll probably be checking in from time to time to document my pregnancy, since it's no doubt the first of its kind. Until next time then...
Kona's Journal Entry #2:
Geez, I started this and basically abandoned it. My bad I guess. Well, it's been over a month so I have plenty to write about at least. I decided to head back to my own place, away from Allie and the others. As much as I love them, and miss the daily fucking, I couldn't really concentrate on much of anything there, well, besides my jealousy. There's a part of me that almost hates them for growing like they've done. But it's quickly silenced by rationality.
Either way, it doesn't matter now. Why you may ask? Well, Diana's drug finally went on sale today - she sent me an e-mail about it - so I should be able to catch up. I'm heading to the nearest drug store now actually, so I'll check back in when I'm done. Kona out...
Kona's Journal Entry #3:
I think I might have gone a bit overboard on the purchase. Diana hadn't mentioned just how many variations there were to it, all of them designed to either handle a specific part of the body, or to give a small boost to everything else. Of course there was only for that caused Futanarization! That was the name given to the drug, though I know Diana didn't choose it. No doubt she would've chosen something different and less exciting.
When I entered the store I saw another person looking over the products. She looked vaguely familiar; her hair was a platinum blonde, which fell in waves to her extremely shapely rear, the cheeks of which trembled enticingly with her movements, though it looked firm as well. She had wide hips, perfect for gripping as she rode you, which tapered up into her slender waist. As I expected, that soon filled out into her large rack. She looked from side to side as if she were an animal and I got a look at her face; it was Connie, the girl Gwen had been crushing on.
I found it strange that she was in this city, since she seemed to live and work in the other one. Though it wasn't all that odd, considering that many people commuted back and forth between towns for work. Deciding to interact, I walked up beside her and struck up a conversation.
"What you looking for?" I asked, thinking it was as good as any way to start. She jumped a little, bringing a small grin to my face, and turned to face me. For a moment she didn't recognise me, then she placed my face in her memory. We hadn't met, but I was hard to forget since I'm so small.
"Oh, hi. Um, you're Gwen's friend right?" She asked, seeming to struggle slightly when she said Gwen's name.
"Yeah. My name's Kona." I introduced myself, holding out a hand. She glanced down and took it. I could tell she was holding back a smirk at how small my hand was in comparison to hers.
"Connie, nice to meet you." She said and let go, turning back to peruse the products. I did likewise, noticing the various strengths to each of the drugs. The measurements weren't anything special, done in scales of 1 - 5. For instance: a level 1 breast growth would cause an increase of a cup size with about a litre of sperm intake, whereas a 5 could lead to possible Hyper size with the same amount. The Futanarization! Drugs were done slightly differently in that the levels decided what else would be featured in the growth. Like a 2 would cause one to become a Futa and grow larger breasts.
The sperm intake is a requirement for all of them. I'm not entirely sure why, though it's not all that important, though I'm sure there's something in it that triggers the growth. Eventually, I saw what caught my eye: Height Enhancer Level 3. I smirked at the warning label; Warning! May cause Macro sized growth, for reference see back of the box. On the back was a picture of Gwen, standing beside a famous model who was well known to be 6'2''. The redhead really was giant.
Connie peered over to see what I was looking at, but backed away quickly. She didn't seem to think I noticed, but I did. It clearly wasn't the product itself that made her look away so fast. I wished I knew what she was thinking honestly, though I knew this was out of the ordinary for her, since I knew people like her were usually bursting with confidence. She seemed like a wreck at the moment though, not in terms of physical appearance, but the way she carried herself she looked... haggard? I think that's the best word for it.
