6 -- Growing Pains, Part 1
Harvey Junior's phone buzzed in his pocket. Usually at school he was quick to look for distractions, but today the lecture was fascinating enough that he could ignore it. After a moment it began again, and he still pushed it to the back of his mind. It was on the third buzz when he gave in.
Incoming call: SABRINA
The hairs on his arm seemed to stand on end, and his blood turned to ice. Sabrina? He thought he'd never hear from her again. She'd never spoken to him or replied to any of his attempts at contact after the one week they'd spent together. That week in his mother's house had been so intense, so unbelievable, that what had happened then seemed like a dream now.
That was a year ago. Since then he'd gone back home from school a few times, hoping to see her, but every time she was gone. He was sure she was still working for his mom -- her room had still been set up for her to stay.
It had seemed that, despite what she'd said, what they'd done that one night would never again repeat. He was sure she'd lied, and it'd been breaking his heart for the past year that it should be so.
Obviously he was elated to be receiving that call. He quickly snapped his laptop shut, swept his things into his backpack and got up to leave the huge lecture hall. By the time he was out his phone was done buzzing. He immediately returned the call.
Hi, Junior.
Her voice. Her sweet, sweet voice. "Hello Sabrina. You called?"
Yes. Is it a bad time?
"No, not at all. Any time is great for me. Uhm... how are you?"
I've definitely been better.
"Oh, well. Can I help you with anything?"
I hope so. I'm actually here because I need your help.
Harvey Junior realized he was sweating, despite the ample air conditioning.
Hello? Are you still there?
"Yeah, uh... here? You came to campus?"
Yes. Is that alright?
"Uhh, that's fine Sabrina, no problem. So how can I help you? Do you want to meet up somewhere right now?"
Yes please. I'm at the bus terminal. Please bring your car.
***
Her light blonde hair blew in the wind, reflecting the midday sun and making her easy to spot from afar. His heart started to race -- it really was her! Trying to keep his cool, he slowly drove across the parking lot toward her.
Along with that hair her dress was moving as well. It wasn't a typical look for her -- it was long and loose, and a bit old fashioned looking with its off-white base colour and floral pattern. Quite conservative. Probably meant for a larger body-type. She must have been trying to cover up. He shut the engine off and got out of the car.
A particularly strong gust of wind hit, and it caught the dress and pulled it tight around her. She squinted to keep blown dust out of her eye, missing the way his jaw dropped. As soon as the gust dissipated the dress settled to a loose hang again, and Junior quickly regained his composure, if only on the surface.
He held the image in his mind. He'd seen her breasts, and he could see the dress draping over them now as well that they were standing before each other, because they'd gotten absolutely massive! During the year since their last meet they'd swollen even bigger, now comparable to basketballs!
Sabrina bounded forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. She hugged him tight, and the pressure of her massive jugs as well as something long and spongey between their legs had him practically passing out with shock and lust. "Juuuniooor!"
"Sabrina," he breathed.
She pulled back a bit, smiling brighter then the sun above, her ridiculously pretty face inches from his.
"You've changed," he said, his hands sliding longingly down her slender sides to sit on her hips.
"Uh huh," she said, nodding as she maintained that smile, though the mention of changes had her facade cracking slightly. "I did, a bit."
"You... you're taller also? Are you wearing heels?"
"No heels." She stepped back out of his grasp, and they both looked down as she kicked a pale leg forward. She had sneakers on, but was now standing at the same height as Junior.
"So it's true what you said... that you keep growing."
"Yes. All this, in just a year. It's crazy, isn't it?"
"Uh-huh," he said faintly. He was having trouble holding it together, having seen and felt so much of the new Sabrina already.
She easily caught on to this, and as well passers-by were beginning to stare. "Let's get in the car."
"Of course." He quickly opened the passenger side door of the Subaru two-seater, then scurried around to the driver's side.
***
Conversation had been shallow once they were in the car. Sabrina didn't have much to say to Junior, other than to firmly and urgently request for him to forget about his classes for the next couple days. She needed him to drive her somewhere. Somewhere far. Now several hours out on the interstate, it looked like they were going to end up somewhere in Arizona.
Little hints of information from their chatter had helped him discern that there'd been some sort of disagreement between she and his mother, so she'd quickly covered up and left the house looking for him. He was grateful that she would turn to him in her time of need, and was determined to do whatever she asked.
They'd been driving long enough that the sun was starting to set, and Sabrina was dozing off. Harvey Junior took the opportunity to admire her beautiful face at rest, angelically framed by her soft blonde locks. Her body inside that dress was slender and more willowy than when they'd met the previous year, and he observed that the addition to her stature was mostly in her arms and legs. With every lump and bump in the road her massive chest jiggled and swayed, tantalizing him and making him grip the steering wheel tighter.
He wished his friends could see him, driving his cool car down the interstate with an absolute knock-out in the passenger seat. It was a look of success. The reality though was much stranger, of course!
By the time the sun was almost down Junior was zoning out. The desert seemed endless. He heard a murmur, then a sigh of disappointment coming from his passenger. He looked over at Sabrina, and was taken by surprise.
"Sorry," she gasped, "got excited in my sleep! This happens sometimes."
Junior nodded slowly, trying not to betray his shock. Her brow above her sleepy eyes had a sheen of sweat on it, and her breath was rapid. Her legs were wide apart, and one of them was fully extended under the dash, immobile due to her hard cock wedged into the space. She'd woken up terribly hot.
"Sabrina... wow! Uhm. Don't worry. I'm fine with this. Just... just be comfortable."
"I can't," she cried. Her eyes were wild.
"What do you mean?"
"I can't be comfortable. This won't go away! Once it starts... oh, god! Can we pull over somewhere?"
Not much later they pulled into the parking lot of a roadside motel. Sabrina waited in suspense in the car as Junior ran into the office to book their room. After some painful moments in wait he exited the office and walked over to one of the rooms, and he unlocked the door.
The car door swung open and Sabrina bolted out, moving as fast as she could while hunched forward. She couldn't stand upright.
As soon as she was inside she lifted her leg and slammed her rear up against the wall. Junior was in awe as he locked the door behind them. Her massive rod was attached to her leg with a velcro strap, which she noisily tore away.
Finally able to stand straight again, she gave a sigh of relief, and her length extended way, way forward. The dress draped over it, outlining what was now easily exceeding two feet and with additional thickness to match.
"Oh my god," Junior whispered. "That grew, too."
Sabrina ignored him, seemingly in another world as she bit down on her lip and gazed down at her arousal. She gave herself a comforting stroke through the fabric, rubbing away the soreness with a dainty little hand so very contrasted to what she bore. After a few moments she noticed Junior standing nearby, staring. Her arm shot out, and she got him by the shirt collar and pulled him in.
Junior crashed into her, into the two incredibly huge spheres of her breasts. Their lips were the next thing to collide, and he moaned with delight and fear as her tongue swam into his mouth.
"I have another job for you," she said softly.
"What-what is it?"
"You've got to get me off now. It's been all day, and if you don't I'll go insane."
Junior wasn't sure if he was up to the challenge -- she was already too much to handle when they'd met a year before, and now the gorgeous young blonde had developed into a behemoth of sexual artillery. "Okay," he choked.
Still clenching his shirt collar in her fist she gave a thrust of her arm and he shot back to land on the motel room bed.
Junior was agog as she lifted her dress up and away. Tall, golden haired and slim, she was an angel... yet that rack! And in front of it all, over two feet of beautifully proportioned cock, throbbing with seemingly the same insanity Sabrina threatened would take over if he didn't do his job!
She approached slowly, smiling to herself, knowing how lewd the sight of her nude form reacting to each step could be. Junior emitted a choking sound as he beheld the ridiculous jiggling above and rigid swinging below. She took her length and held it vertical before gently sitting on the bed before him.
With it in that position the tip was up to her eyes. Her comparatively little hand, holding it steady at the middle, couldn't possibly circle its girth. Junior looked up at the trembling pink head, from where the pre that was gleaming along her undershaft emanated. "It's... too big now, isn't it?"
"Yes," Sabrina said. "I used to be able to suck it, but lately once it's hard my mouth can't reach. I have a really hard time satisfying myself. But if I'm not satisfied... it's a problem."
Junior was left speechless.
