Mary's Self-Indulgence 08

Mary took a moment to assess her current situation. She was still wearing the pink bracelet which controlled the size of her dick and pussy on her left wrist, and the blue bracelet which controlled the size of her balls on her right. She looked around her. The pool of cum which she had produced from her pussy had spread across the floor, winding its way to one corner of the room. She was aroused again just by thinking of the volume of cum which she had just produced.

But still, she wanted more.

She remembered that she had promised herself that, given the opportunity, she would make her balls as big as possible so that she could cum as hard as she could. "Well," she thought, "I finally have the means to do just that."

Feeling her heart tremble in anticipation, Mary took a step back. She raised her right wrist and used the blue bracelet to make her balls grow again. She went through the first few steps quickly, growing her balls just large enough that they each filled one of her palms generously.

Her dick was as hard as a rock. However she fought the strong urge to masturbate. She wanted to see this through to the end.

She grew her balls again, feeling the increase in volume of the two orbs gently push her legs apart. This was as large as they had been when they were inside her. "Delicious," she thought as she licked her lips unconsciously.

As she grew her balls again, they slid against each other as they had done once before. Now, rather than sitting to the left and right of each other, they were in front of and behind each other. There was just not enough space between her legs to hold them.

With the next step her balls finally grew enough to touch the ground. She could feel her scrotum get wet from the cum which was still on the floor from her previous orgasm. The constant, gradual movement of her balls and their gently rumbling reminded Mary that these were living things, and that they were part of her. They were part of her! The thought alone almost made her cum on the spot. She clenched her teeth, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. "One more step to go."

In trepidation, she moved the slider as far right as it would go. Her balls swelled beneath her, almost jerking her off her feet. She lost her balance on the slippery floor and fell back onto her scrotum, cushioned between her balls. She snuggled down and made herself comfortable. She could practically *hear* her balls vibrating around her, enveloping her body in their warmth.

But she had been here already. Nice as this feeling might be, she still wanted more.

Mary thought of her lewd body proportions as she lay on her back. Her very form was, to her, exciting beyond her wildest dreams. Her impossible (yet at the very same time real) shape was something that she had always wished for in her darkest fantasies, yet never acknowledged.

After savouring the moment, she felt that it was finally time to turn her attention to her penis. She looked at the twitching rod. It was reaching up from her crotch to just below her breasts, begging for release. She knew that she was on a hair trigger. It felt as though the movement of the air itself would soon be enough to trigger her release.

She brushed her fingers against her dick. The anticipation was incredible. She grabbed it with one hand and gave it a couple of tentative strokes. She immediately felt a powerful orgasm building from beneath her... from within her... from *around* her.

And it was at this moment that she knew, she'd fucked up.

She would not be able to control this.

An unstoppable orgasm surged violently from within her, like a leviathan rising from the deeps. She came, or rather her gargantuan balls came and carried her along for the ride. Her first shot of cum was over a litre of sticky batter. It hit the roof of the room like a projectile and splattered all over Mary as she lay immobilized on the floor. Before that could even register in her non-functional brain though, the second shot of cum left her dick.

This time, the flow did not stop. The pressure within her balls was far too great to move the volume of cum within them out of her dick. Mary came like a firehose, expelling a torrent of cum from within her into the room around her uncontrollably. It was an unstoppable force. The recoil pushed her further against her massive scrotum, which to her felt just like having her balls squeezed. It increased the pressure in her balls further, and cause the flow of cum to ramp up even more.

Within seconds, the roof was dripping with cum. After that, the walls became soaked as well, as did the mirror. Soon, she was ankle-deep in cum, not that she noticed it of course. And still her orgasm showed no signs of stopping. Her body had become nothing but a conduit of jizz as she lay helplessly on her scrotum.

Mary passed out before her orgasm was fully exhausted. By the time her dick had stopped cumming, her depleted body was nothing more than a castaway on a raft, made of her own balls, floating on a sea made of her own cum. Others would have called the situation utterly ridiculous, but Mary was definitely not in a position to argue.