The Gift 
By Justal

Her breasts stood out over 24" from her chest and hung down halfway between her waist and knees.


Part One

Brian was shining his flashlight into the darkness ahead of him in the
dank basement of the old structure.  Built in 1885, the building was
scheduled to be demolished at 3 pm that afternoon.  It would be quite a
blast with all the explosives carefully placed throughout the concrete
framework of the upper 3 floors.  The building would implode in a matter
of seconds and collapse into the basement.  He had approximately 2 hours
to go, Brian estimated as he glanced at his watch. 

Brian took his flashlight and scanned the walls of the hallway ahead of
him.  The drawings he had in his other hand showed the location of the
last power panel that he had to inspect to complete his job as lead
electrician on the demolition project. 

All power to the building had been disconnected earlier in the morning, as
a precaution due to the explosives being placed and wired.  Brian would
have to complete the final part of his inspection in the dark. 

Just ahead on the wall, Brian found the panel and opened the cover.  Not
much wiring left.  Everything looked properly disconnected, the wiring
hung loose inside.  Just to be safe, Brian took out his meter and probed
the loose wires, looking for any signs of power.  Finding everything dead,
he took out his cutters and began removing the wires.  As he touched the
third wire, Brian felt a slight jolt...just a tingle actually. 

Jumping back surprised, Brian again took the meter and tested the wire
that should have been dead for power.  There was no reading on the meter
at the normal voltage setting.  Adjusting the meter to the lowest current
setting, Brian was surprised to see the needle move up to midrange, 1.5
amps - almost next to nothing, but there none the less. 

This was very unusual and confusing, so Brian began tracing the wire to
find it's source.  He followed the bare wire along the rough field stone
wall of the basement.  The wire was old and fragile, and looked to have
been placed there likely sometime in the early 1900's, not too long after
the building had been built. 

The building had originally been owned by a club of some sort.  One of
those fraternal organizations for men like the Shriners or Masons, but
this group had gone out of existence decades ago.  Afterwards, the
building had been used as office space and, most recently, as a warehouse
in one of the most rundown and crime-ridden sections of town.  After being
vacant for most of the last decade, the decrepit structure was being
demolished to make room for future urban renewal. 

Brian had finally traced the wire back to a location where it appeared to
disappear into the foundation wall.  But the wall here looked somewhat
different in the flashlight beam.  Brian could barely make out the outline
of what seemed to be a cemented up opening.  Taking a hammer off his
toolbelt, he tapped the wall lightly and received a hollow echo in return. 
Brian took the hammer and hit the wall much harder on the second swing. 
The resulting hole in the wall was large enough to look though and
determine that there was a hidden room on the other side. 

It took Brian only a matter of minutes to make an opening large enough to
crawl through.  On the other side he shined the flashlight around a fairly
large room, about 100 feet square.  The walls and ceiling were covered
with a very ornately carved dark wood paneling, and the floor was covered
with a brocade carpet and many decades worth of dust.  The room was devoid
of furnishings, except for some clutter of sorts in the far corner that
was hard to make out clearly in the darkness. 

The paneling on the walls had indentations in which many large gold framed
pictures hung, dozens around the perimeter of the room.  Brian had to take
his shirt sleeve and wipe the grime off the picture in front of him.  It
was an oil painting, a portrait actually.  And the person appeared to have
no clothes.  Wiping with his hand now, Brian was able to make out the
features of a naked man who was sporting the largest cock Brian had ever
seen in his life.  Flaccid, it hung down to the man's knees and appeared
to be as thick as his wrist with a head the size of an apple. 

Brian could feel his own cock start to stiffen at the sight.  But Brian's
excitement diminished at the thought of his own organ's size, which he
knew was below average at slightly under 5" erect.  This had always caused
Brian embarrassment, especially in high school gym when his limp 3" member
seemed to be easily outclassed by the majority of his classmates.  His
size had made him feel inadequate.  And now, at age 31, he still had
difficulty approaching women - knowing that his getting serious about
someone might result in their eventual disappointment and his ridicule. 

Brian moved on to the next painting and, upon removal of the dust, was
amazed to find the portrait of a woman with breasts so large that they
hung down past her navel.  While the rest of the woman's proportions were
normal, her breasts were the size of basketballs.  Brian was beginning to
wonder if these paintings were real depictions or the work of an overly
imaginative (and horny) artist. 

Moving down the wall, Brian found portrait after portrait of ridiculously
endowed men and women.  All the men had cocks the size of prize stallions,
and all the women had breasts that would surpass the size of the largest
silicon queens in the big-bust magazines he picked up from time to time. 

Brian had now come to the farthest corner of the room, and was feeling
very horny himself.  He didn't feel he could go much farther without
relieving his excitement, so he stopped next to a table and unzipped his
pants - pulling out his erect 5" cock.  Brian started to set his
flashlight on the table when he noticed that it was not a table at all,
but rather appeared to be an altar of sorts covered with a red tasseled
cloth and two holders with the remnants of two long-since burned candles. 

Backing up to take a better look, Brian bumped into something.  Turning
around, Brian saw an apparatus that looked like a steel pole rising from
the floor about 42" high with a tee at the top and grips like a bicycle
handlebars.  About 1/2 way up the pole, at waist level, was an annular
opening about 6" in diameter.  Brian circled the pole and faced the altar.
With his flashlight he could make out some writing across the top of the
handlebars, between the grips. 

Brian reached out with his right hand and started to brush the dust away
to read the writing.  As he did, he felt the same low-voltage tingle that
he received at the power panel earlier.  But this time the jolt continued
even after he removed his hand, and he felt light headed.  As his knees
started to give way, Brian grabbed the right grip to keep his balance.  By
now the lightheadedness was giving in to an almost euphoric feeling of
sexual pleasure and he could feel himself getting hard again.  Brian
regained his composure and read the imprinted sentence, almost aloud -
mouthing the words, "Let he who comes herein with open spirit and faith
receive the gift." 

As he ended the sentence, Brian could feel the current pulsing through his
right hand increase.  Now not being able to release his right hand, and
feeling on the verge of collapse, Brian dropped the flashlight and grabbed
the opposite grip with his left hand.  This gave him enough strength to
pull himself upright again as the tingle increased and coursed throughout
his body.  It now felt like he had put his fingers into a 115 volt
electrical outlet. But it still felt strangely erotically pleasurable and
seemed to be entering through his hands and flowing directly to the tip of
his cock, which now felt harder that he had ever been in his life. 

Brian looked down at his raging hard-on and his penis appeared to be
glowing in the shadows cast by his now-dying flashlight on the floor.
Suddenly, the currently surged upward and he saw a spark leap from the
head of his cock to the annular ring now less than a foot away on the
pole. The spark hit the edge of the ring and bounced back a cascade of
tiny lightening bolts which wrapped his throbbing penis and drew it like a
magnet through the center of the ring. 

Unable to let go of the grips, it felt as if someone had grabbed him and
was pulling by the cock and balls.  The current continued to build and the
corner of the room by the altar was radiating with an eerie, dim light. 
Brian closed his eyes as it felt like the grip would pull his cock out by
the roots.  The feeling was becoming increasing sexually stimulating - not
painful at all - and he had the sensation of slowly stretching and
building pressure.  He felt like he had to cum, but couldn't. 

Opening his eyes and looking down in the dim light, Brian was shocked by
what he saw.  His cock and balls were growing!  He could feel the energy
coursing through his hands, up his arms and down, out his cock. Higher and
higher the current seemed to go, and bigger and bigger his penis was
growing.  It was now over 12" long and 2" across.  Brian could feel his
balls expanding and brushing against his thighs, they must now be the size
of small oranges! 

The feeling was overwhelming, but he did not want it to stop.  Watching
his lengthening member was the most sexually exciting experience of his
life.  Grow, grow, Brian thought as he wondered how big he could get.
15"... 18"...  I was as big around as his forearm - ribbed with thick
veins along its length - tip the size of an orange and... 

Brian felt the sudden release of the explosion of his orgasm as he came,
more than he had ever cum in his life with his grapefruit sized balls
pumping volumes of thick fluid out the now quarter sized slit in the tip
of his enormous boner.  Then he passed out.... 

Brian awoke on the dusty floor to the sound of his foreman's voice
frantically crackling on his walkie-talkie.  The flashlight on the floor
next to him was almost completely out.  "Brian...are you there?" came
Jim's angry voice, "It's less than 15 minutes until the detonation... Are
you out yet?" 

Brian shook himself to consciousness and replied, "Yeah, boss...I'm done
and on my way out."  He could hear the start of the terse reply "You dumb,
stupid asshole, get the fu..." before he turned the handset off. 

Brian reached over, grabbed the flashlight and stood up.  As he started
quickly making his way through the darkness towards the opening, he felt a
heavy slapping between his legs.  Reaching down, he realized that it had
not been a dream.  He tried to stuff his flaccid, but still huge, cock
back into his pants.  It was a tight fit, and tough to do while running,
but he managed to get the zipper up just as he reached the daylight at the
top of the basement stairs. 

Now able to see, Brian looked down in amazement at the size of the bulge
his cock and balls made in his work pants.  It looked like he had rolled
up his jacket and stuffed it into the top of his pants.  Just the thought
started to excite him and he started to stiffen as he came out the front
door of the building and ran straight into his boss. 

"And just what the hell do you think you were doing in there..." Jim
yelled, "You trying to get yourself blown up dead?" 

Brian tugged at his tool belt and slid it around to cover the front of his
pants and said "Sorry, Jim. I think I might have fainted in that musty old
basement and I still don't feel too well." 

Brian's boss grumbled some more and told him to clock out and take the
rest of the Friday afternoon off.  As Brian started up his truck and drove
away he felt the shudder of the exploding building and saw the plume of
dust in his rear-view mirror.  With a sly smile, Brian headed back to his
apartment. 
 
--end of Part 1 ---

Part 2

Brian pulled into the parking lot of his apartment complex and found a
space. His excitement was building all the way home, and he was having
difficulty concentrating on driving and trying to avoid having an erection
that might have interfered with his ability to control the truck. 

He decided to go in the back, less used building entrance to avoid running
into anyone he knew until he could think clearly for a bit.  As he snuck
past the laundry room, he heard a familiar female voice call out his
name. "Brian," Sue said loudly, "Where ya going in such a big rush? Too
busy to stop and say hi?" 

Actually, Brian did want to stop and talk to Sue, but now was not the
time.  He had dated Sue a few times in the past few months, but nothing
much had come of it.  Sue was nice looking and had a great personality,
but was severely lacking in an area of importance to Brian ...  no breasts. 

Brian desired a big-busted women like the ones in his magazines, but would
never have the courage to approach anyone even slightly more than
adequately endowed out of fear of rejection.  Sue had been easily
approachable and seemed to like him.  But, as usual, Brian had not wanted
to get too serious for fear of her rejection of him once she found out
that he was not that well-hung.  And, there was the matter of her AA cup
sized tits... 

"Sorry, Sue, " replied Brian, looking back over his shoulder at her
braless outline with two firm nipples trying to poke their way through her
ribbed tank top, "I'm a real mess after work today and need to clean up
and relax a little first.  Maybe later I'll give you a call." 

Even the sight of Sues barely existent breast had started Brian to stiffen
and he scarcely managed to get into his apartment before the overworked
front of his pants and zipper gave way. 

Brian stripped off his dirty and tattered work clothes, walked to the
bathroom and started the shower to clean up.  He stepped in front of the
full length mirror on the back of the door and took his first real look at
himself.  His cock hung heavily between his legs, it was magnificent. 

All his life, at least since high school, Brian had imagined having a tool
even half the size of this one.  Limp, it hung down to a few inches above
his knees.  At 5'10"  tall, he quickly estimate its length at 15"and 3"
across in its unexcited state.  The orange size balls were each 4" in
diameter and hung down at least 8". 

Grabbing it with both hands, since one hand could not manage, Brian lifted
the head up against his chest to take at better look at this marvel.  It
was perfectly proportioned from balls to glans, topped with a smooth acorn
shaped head and 1"  long slit.  He was starting to get hot and could feel
the blood rush to engorge the stiffening pole.  The erection swelled as
his excitement increased and grew to a mind boggling 20"in length and 4"
across with the flared head now the size of a small grapefruit. 

Brian could now bend his neck slightly and licked the tip of his penis
with his tongue.  He stepped into the hot water of the shower and pulled
the curtain shut behind him.  With the combination of a steady stream of
hot water droplets striking and cascading down his hypersensitive cock
,and soaping up his member to a silky slipperiness, it was almost enough
to make him cum on the spot. 

Brian could feel his balls swelling in anticipation of release as he
placed as much of his mouth over the throbbing tip as he could.  He was in
ecstasy as he sucked and probed the slit with his tongue as he slid both
his hands up and down the now thickly veined surface of his cock.  Holding
back as long as he could, Brian came in abundant mouthfuls of sweet
sticky cum.  He tried gamely to swallow as much of his own cum as he
could, but the volume was so massive that most of it washed down the drain
with the soapy water. 

It was as intense an experience as he had ever know, even more so than the
spontaneous orgasm he had in the old building basement earlier that
afternoon.  He was basking in the sexual release when he heard a voice in
the living room of his apartment, followed by a knock at the bathroom door. 

"Brian?" Came Sues voice through the door as it opened a crack, "Are you
alright? I have been knocking on your door for the past 15 minutes without
getting an answer and I'm concerned." 

Brian pulled back the edge of the curtain, "I'm fine, could you give me a
few minutes to finish my shower and dress.  Help yourself to anything in
the fridge and watch TV if you want.  Thanks." 

Brian's hard-on was starting soften, but not by much, as he finished
washing off the rest of the soap residue and cum from his chest and
forearms.  Stepping out of the shower and drying off, Brian realized that
it would be hard for him to disguise his large cock and balls in most of
his current clothing selection.  He would have to go shopping and pick up
some loose stretch pants or Zubas as soon as he could.  He tried to pull
on his underwear and realized that they could not contain even his flaccid
penis and balls, he would need to find an alternative to skimpy jockey
briefs as well. 

Brian put on a robe, which barely concealed the huge cock and balls
dangling between his legs.  He opened the door and walked into the
living room.  Sue was sitting on the couch drinking a Diet Coke she had
gotten from the fridge and watching the TV. 

As Brian came up behind the couch, he could see that she was watching one
of his Busty Babes tapes she had selected from his video collection.  Sue
was so engrossed in the video that she had not heard Brian exit the
bathroom and come up behind her.  She was sitting with one hand up her
tank top rubbing her erect nipples, and her other hand was up her shorts
with three fingers buried deep in her pussy. 

On the screen there were two extremely well endowed women entertaining a
stud with a 12" cock.  The threesome soon became a foursome as another
well-hung stud entered the room and soon both men had their cocks buried
deep in tit. 

Sue caught a glimpse of Brian out of the corner of her eye standing there
and quickly removed her hands with an embarrassed look on her face.  Brian
walked over and took a seat next to her on the couch, successfully hiding
his rising erection. 

"I just don't understand how some women can do that to themselves..." Sue
stated as she pointed at the huge artificially enhanced breasts on the
screen. "...Or what the big attraction is for men.  But I can understand
the attraction to those huge cocks.  Just once I would like to experience
the feeling of a huge prick like one of those!" 

"Well, I can understand the attraction for large breasts." Brian flushed
slightly at Sue's discovery of his big-breast fetish. "I believe that the
person to whom the breasts are attached is more important that the size of
the breasts.  But, If you can get both great personality and big breasts
in the same package, so much the better." 

Brian looked deeply into Sue's eyes and saw a mischievous twinkle that he
had never noticed before.  Sue turned completely towards Brian and,
suddenly, lifted her tank top off over her head and dropped it on the
floor.  Her small mounds of firm tit flesh stood out proudly, capped by
large pink aureole and erect pinkie sized nipples. 

Standing, Sue unzipped her shorts and let them drop to the floor,
betraying the fact that she was not wearing panties.  "What I lack in
quantity..." Sue began as she cupped her petite breasts, "...I more than
make up in quality". 

Brian looked at her, still wet from her earlier exploring.  Her engorged
pussy lips were huge!  And her clit was hard and stuck out over 1".  Her
pussy was larger than any he had ever seen in his videos and magazines. 

Brian could not contain himself and he could feel his stiffening member
start to tent the front of his robe as it rose to the occasion.  Sue knelt
down and reached under Brian's robe to give his rising erection some
comfort. 

"Holy shit!" shrieked Sue in delight as she felt Brian's cock beneath the
robe. "Brian, I had no idea...". 

Parting his robe, Sue brought Brian's pulsing 20" hard-on into full view and
gasped at the sight. "You're absolutely huge, it's unreal!" 

Standing and removing his robe, Brian took Sue by the hand and led her
into the dimly lit bedroom.  As they lay on the bed, Sue began to lick his
balls and sucking along the length of his heavily veined cock. 

Sue licked her way up the length of the shaft and wrapped her lips as far
as she could around the head.  Working slowly, she managed to get the
entire tip of Brian's penis into her mouth.  Continuing to suck and lick
his glans, Brian could no longer hold back and released a flood of cum
down Sue's throat. 

Reacting quickly, Sue reached down and gripped firmly around the base of
Brian's cock, effectively stopping the flow of cum and delaying his
orgasm.  Releasing her grip, Brian's erection stood firm.  Sue rose to her
knees and positioned herself over the top of Brian's cock, her pussy
lubricating the tip. 

Slowly she lowered herself , and Brian watched in amazement as the
enormous head of his penis disappeared up her tight well-lubricated hole. 
Inch by inch she lowered herself until he felt the head of his cock meet
the resistance of her cervix.  Sue had managed to engulf over half the
length of his shaft, but there was still 9" left.  With a determined look
on her face, Sue started pumping up and down on Brian's cock.  The tight
grip of Sue's cunt was incredible, and at the bottom of each stroke Brian
could feel a slight give as he was pounding at the membrane covering her
cervix. 

On each stroke Brian could see that Sue was gaining some ground as her
cervix and uterus stretched to accommodate his mass.  But Brian also could
feel something else.  That same low current electric tingle that he had
felt earlier that afternoon was back, but now seemed concentrated in his
throbbing cock. 

Brian could tell that Sue felt it too, as the pitch and volume of her
moans of ecstasy were increasing as the tingle increased.  Now radiating
down his arms to the tips of his fingers, Brian could see his cock and
hands begin to glow in the dim light. 

Reaching out towards Sues pert breasts, sparks began leaping from the tips
of his fingers to Sues nipples.  The intensity of the tingle increased as
the sparks turned into little lightening bolts, engulfing her nipples and
bringing cries of extreme pleasure from Sue. 

"Please, " pleaded Sue, "Pull my nipples hard, stretch them , rub my
breasts..." 

Brian rolled Sue's nipples between his thumb and forefingers, pulling
firmly he watched the nipples harden even further and extend to the size
of Vienna sausages before his eyes.  Brian cupped Sue's breasts in the
palms of his hands and massaged the small mounds as he could see the
sparks and lightening bolts speed out and highlight the curves of her
chest. 

Continuing to rub Sue's chest, they could both feel the tingle of the
current increase and felt an aura of heightening sexual energy that
engulfed them both.  Slowly, Brian realized that the amount of breast in
his hands had increased to the point where it was now more than two
handfuls.  Sues breasts had expanded from their original AA size to at
least a B or C cup in just a few minutes. 

Brian continued to knead Sue's breasts and looked down at his cock, which
now had less than 5" exposed.  Brian could feel the grip of Sue's cunt as
she continued to pound the head of his penis into her cervix, and he
realized that she now had over 15" of cock in the tightness of her
expanding pussy! 

Looking back up, Sue's expanding breasts were glowing and had grown to
easily DD or E size.  They looked beautiful on her small frame, but Brian
did not want them to stop growing yet! 

Sue opened her eyes and noticed for the first time the growth of her
breasts and let out an astonished gasp, "Yes...YES...Grow... Bigger...
Bigger... BIGGER" ,she cried out as Brian felt the lips of her pussy
bottom out against his balls.  She had managed to get all of his thick
muscle into her pulsating love hole and was furiously riding up and down
the entire length of his shaft. 

Sues breasts had now grown to the size of basketballs hanging down from
her chest.  They were extremely firm with desert plate sized aureole and
sausage sized nipples.  They were outstanding!  But Brian wanted them to
be bigger yet. 

"Don't stop now", Sue panted to Brian and her breasts. "I want bigger,
BIGGER, BIGGEST!" 

Brian could feel his balls getting ready to release their tide of cum, he
couldn't hold out much longer.  So, continuing to pull on Sue's nipples
and massaging the expanding titflesh, Brian came and pumped what seemed
gallons of cum into Sue's cunt.  Sue's breasts continued to expand to
trashbag size as Brian came for what seemed like minutes. 

The tingling and glow faded and died as Sue collapsed onto the bed next to
Brian. Sue smiled at Brian, "I love my new tits, they must be the biggest
all natural tits in the entire world." 

Sue and Brian stood up next to the bed and Brian had to push apart Sue's
breasts to get his arms around her waist and hug her.  Standing back,
Brian stared at Sue's new figure, her breasts stood out over 24" from her
chest and hung down halfway between her waist and knees.  Brian could see
beads of milk forming on the tips of her catsup bottle sized nipples. 

Sue looked over at Brian with a look of surprise and pointed down at his
now limp penis.  With a big grin she exclaimed "My aren't we the growing
boy!" 

Brian looked down to discover that his cock had grown an additional 4" in
length and added another 1" in girth. 

"Let's hope that this is the last little growth spurt for both of us.",
Brian sighed. 

"I hope so too.  But it was fun while it lasted." Sue said and added,
"Thanks for the gift." 

--end of Part 2--
 


