
Mike was starting to debate telling Kelly that he had to go. She was
already twenty minutes late, and honestly he wasn't to excited to
see her after their last interaction. He's never really liked Kelly.
She was quite loud when drunk, and had an annoyingly shrill voice, but
she was Beth's friend so he tolerated her. About six months ago, Kelly
had drunkenly propositioned him at a party and then taken offense when
Mike had turned her down, demanding to know if it was because she was
fat. If Mike was being honest, Kelly was too heavy for him to find her
physically attractive, even if it did mean she had a pretty impressive
rack. Their size different also kinda scared him. At only 5'3", Mike was
a lot smaller than most girls and he didn't mind dating taller women,
but Kelly didn't just have 7 inches on him, she also weighed more than
twice as much as him.

The next morning, she must have realized she was out of line because
she texted him to apologize, but Beth had let him know that Kelly had been
harboring a crush on Mike for a while. After that she started to refuse to
come to any events that Mike was at, which served to alienate her from
the friend group since she had been a bit of a peripheral member to begin
with.

Mike felt bad about how the whole thing turned out, but he didn't really see
what he ought to have done differently. Now, out of the blue, Kelly had
reached out to him asking to meet up. She said she felt bad about how what
had happened between them was causing tensions in the group and how she
wanted to talk things over so they could move past it and go back to being
friends. Mike was a little suspicious, but he felt bad for Beth so he agreed
to meet up with Kelly.

"Hey Mike!" A cheerful voice called.

"Ummmmmmm, w-wha- Kelly?" The woman waving at him looked nothing like the
Kelly he had last seen, though her face had a vaguely similar structure. The Kelly
he knew was a 5'10" obese brunette with a hint of jowls and eyes that squinted
from her weight. This woman looked heavy, but not fat. She looked like she
was nine feet tall, though some of that had to be down to the 8 inch boost
her black platform boots gave her. Kelly's stomach had been a bulging mass,
but now it was trim and toned, exposed by her cropped tube
top. Her hips and thighs were still thick, but they no longer bulged with
saggy cellulite. Now, her legs were firm and powerful looking, though they
still looked padded and plush. Kelly had always had big boobs, but now they
were absolutely massive. Each of her tits was larger than a 5 gallon water
jug, and not by just a little bit either. Even for her frame, they were huge,
dominating her chest and hiding her arms from view, each bigger around than her
relatively tiny waist. She was showing two or three feet of cleavage, and
Mike was pretty sure she could stuff his whole torso between her massive
mounds if she wanted to.

"Yeah, it's me," she walked over and sat next to him on the park bench.
He was sitting towards one end, but even though she sat in the middle,
her thick thigh pushed into him, pressing him against the hand rest
of the bench. Up close, it was apparent that her thigh was thicker around
than his whole body. The fishnet stockings and short skirt she wore drew
his attention to her thigh. It was just so massive and, well, powerful.

"Sorry, you, ummm, I guess you're a-"

"Chromatic girl, yeah. I'm one of them now. It just happened recently."
Kelly flipped her hair back, emphasizing the point. She had been a brunette
before, but now her hair and nails were a shiny, metallic purple. It was
the most obvious symptom of the mysterious disease that afflicted about one
in one hundred thousand women, but Kelly's size was due to the same thing.
Most Chromatic girls didn't grow as big as Kelly, but it did tend to make them
get a bit bigger.

"H-how long have you had it?"

"About a month. I've been enjoying the fact that I can eat whatever before
it locks in or whatever."

"So you're not-"

"Not bonded, no." She gave him a predatory smile. When they first experienced
their transformation, Chromatic women got progressively hornier and hornier
until they eventually had sex with a man. The man they slept with became
addicted to them, unable to consume anything but their breast milk or feel
attraction to any other women. Few chromatic women lasted more than a few days
before seducing a man, so it must have taken considerable willpower for Kelly
to go a month without doing so. It sounded like she had done so specifically
so she could grow to this incredible size.

"Oh, um, I guess you're, ummm..." Mike trailed off, unable to maintain coherence
as Kelly turned to face him and started casually kneading her breasts together
right in front of his face, apparently heedless of their public location.

"I've been saving myself for you Mike. I know I said I wanted to just be friends,
but that was a lie. I'm going to turn you into my milk slave." She bit her lip.
"And you're going to love it."

*Fuck you!* Mike thought, struggling to stand up, but finding he was unable
to because of Kelly's thigh pinning him in place. Kelly giggled, "Where do
you think you're going?" She grabbed him by the back of his head and stuffed
him face first into her cleavage. He flailed his arms to try to escape, but
the 800 pound girl didn't seem to notice. His efforts pretty quickly weakened.
Kelly's other hand gripped his dick though his shorts and she chuckled,
"someone's enjoying himself. Cum for me Mike. Cum for me, that's an order."
As soon as she commanded it, Mike's balls began to convulse and he jetted
into his shorts. "Good boy, that's right, cum for Kelly." When he stopped
convulsing, she let him sit back. He felt utterly humiliated.

Kelly stood up, suddenly businesslike. "Follow me little man." She turned
to walk away. When Mike didn't immediately do as she commanded, she
turned around and crossed her arms under her heavy bust, tapping one foot
impatiently. "That wasn't a request."

Mike got to his feet and started trailing after her. He didn't know why he
was following her. She'd just told him she was going to enslave him with
her chromatic condition, but somehow he felt an overwhelming compulsion to
obey the domineering girl. She lead him to her truck. It was one of those
gratuitously oversized trucks that Mike had always found so annoying, but
for a girl her size it was actually practical. She had removed the driver's
seat and just plopped her ass down on the floor, using the rear seats as
a lower back support. The vehicle visibly sank when she got in. When
Mike himself climbed into the passenger seat it didn't move at all of course.
"You can look at me while I drive." She pulled her top even lower. "Touch
yourself if you want, just don't cum, mmmmkay?"

*I'm not going to touch myself,* Mike promised himself. He couldn't bring
himself to speak after what Kelly had just done to him. He didn't even
want to look at her, but his traitorous libido was raging even though
he had just cum. At first he was able to keep his eyes on the road,
but he started catching himself staring at the purple haired amazon's
yawning cleavage more and more. After a while he didn't even try to
fight it and just let himself stare at her massive, perfect mounds.
When she stopped the truck, he realized his hand was inside his pants,
slowly stroking up and down his straining shaft, heedless of the mess
of cum soaking his underwear.

"We're here. Come on." Kelly got out of the truck and walked inside her
house. As he trailed after her, Mike realized that her hips were actually
even with the top of his head. Those massive heels had something to do
with it, but mostly it was just her huge legs. When she stopped to open
the door, he came face to face with her ass cheeks. Her skirt was so
short that the bottom swell of her massive ass was entirely uncovered
except for the fishnets. This close, he realized that she was wearing
only the tiniest of panties. A tiny strap disappeared between her
cheeks and reemerged to do a poor job of concealing her pussy.

"I told my roommates to clear out, so we have the place to ourselves."
Kelly tossed her keys on a table next to the door and turned around
to face Mike. She shut the door and threw the deadbolt. Mike gulped
at the sound. He couldn't even see Kelly's face from this angle.
Her boobs were pressed up against the door right at the top. The
massive girl had had to duck considerably to get in, so her
tits actually pressed into the seem at the top of the door. She
didn't step away. Instead, she leaned her hips forward a little
bit, trapping Mike between her thighs and the hard wood of
the door. "You've so fucking tiny." He could hear the arousal
in her voice. "That's why I wanted you before, you know. I've always
wanted a little guy, I could just, mmmm, fucking dominate." She
shucked her panties to the ground. "Now, you're like, the perfect
height." She ground her pussy down against him, actually lowering
her hip slightly to put it in contact with his mouth. "Eat me out,
you little bitch."

Mike was terrified, but somehow rock hard. He manfully did his
best to lick away at Kelly's hot snatch. It tasted incredible.
He'd heard that chromatic girls were better at sex in pretty
much any way imaginable, including having tasty body fluids.
Evidently it was true. "Mmmmmm, I can't wait 'till my milk
makes that tongue longer. Chromatic girls mold their men into
the perfect lover, did you know that? It's more pronounced
the longer they wait to bond, and I've waited a long time
little man." Mike continued to lick away and before long
Kelly was moaning in orgasm.

Abruptly, she pulled back and sat down on the floor, pulling him
down with her. "You ready to become my milk slave?"

"I-I don't..." Kelly took her top off and Mike trailed off.

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Little Mikey can't even think once
he sees my tits." She pulled him closer, "I bet they weigh more
than you. What do you think of that? Weighing less than my big,
heavy tits?"

"Ummmm, ummmm, ummm," Mike's capacity for speech had been cut
off.

She grabbed him by the back of the head and stuffed an engorged
nipple in his mouth. Her nipple filled it, forcing his
tongue down and making his jaw stretch as far as it could. Kelly
let down her milk and Mike gulped desperately, trying to keep
up with the tide of milk flooding him. In just a few minutes
he was full, and started trying to shove himself off of Kelly's
tit.

"Are you full already? I can't even feel a difference. I guess your
stomach is as tiny as the rest of you." She pulled him off her tit.
He looked dazed. "Now to seal the deal. When you cum in me, you're
going to be my slave forever." She ripped his pants off of him with
casual and terrifying strength. Sliding him down between her thighs,
she lined him up and engulfed him, "I guess your dick is pretty small
too, huh. Don't worry, I'll fix that soon." Like a man possessed,
Mike began rutting into her. "That's it little Mikey, fuck me. Fuck
your new owner. You can't help yourself can you? You're just gonna
nut in me and become mine. You helpless little horny boy. Cum for
me Mike, cum for Kelly." Mike roared and jetted into Kelly. The
moment his seed touched her flesh, both of their bodies began to
react. In moments, Mike had passed out.

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Mike was dreaming that Kelly had somehow grown massive and impossibly sexy.
She had been teasing him in his dream, but started sucking him off right
before he woke up. When he came fully alert, he realized that he hadn't been
dreaming at all. She really was sucking his dick, looking up at him with
eyes that shone that same metallic purple as her hair and nails, a sign
of a fully bonded chromatic girl. It didn't take long for Mike to cum,
and as he did so, he realized that his balls held a lot more than they
used to. It wasn't just his balls, his dick looked like it was over a
foot long when Kelly sat back and let it slide out of her mouth. "Good
morning Mike."

"K-Kelly." Kelly had been overwhelmingly sexy last night, but now she
almost seemed to glow in his vision. He knew she wasn't really glowing,
his perception of her had just changed. She was an absolute goddess.
Her face alone made his heart race with desire, and of course her body
absolutely demanded his attention and obedience.

"Mike, I'm, I'm sorry."

"What?"

"I, I didn't mean to do this. It's just, my condition, I didn't expect it
to make me so horny, and well, I, I let it get out of control."

"W-what do you mean?"

"I, well, I've got a bit of a fetish for little guys, and well, being bigger,
and it was like it just took over. I felt like a different woman," she confessed.
"You forgive me, right?" It wasn't really a question even though it was phrased
like one. The bonding process had turned the massive girl into even more of
a figure of awe for Mike, and her mere presence washed away his will.

Mike stared at her pendulous breasts. She had basically raped him, but somehow
that didn't seem to matter now. "Of course Kelly."

"It's not gonna be like that. I'm, I'm under control now."

At that, Mike felt a flood of disappointment. Despite feeling terrified through much
of the ordeal, it was undeniably the best sexual experience of his life, "Never? I
mean, like, not even if I, ummm, if I asked?"

Kelly bit her lip, "Well, obviously if you ask. Maybe not for a little while though.
I want to prove to you I can be more than a chromatic crazy before we do anything
like that again."

"Right, ummm, probably best." Mike got out of bed and stood up. As soon as his
feet hit the ground he realized something was wrong. "Whoa, am I shorter!?!"

"Ummm, yeah, sorry," Kelly blushed, "You're, ummmm, 4'6" now. I don't know how
tall you were before."

"Holy shit, I lost nine inches!?!?!"

"Yeah, I guess, ummmm, sorry, like I said I like 'em small, and well I guess going
a month before bonding really has an effect." Kelly walked over to stand behind
him. Mike noticed that his head was once again level with her hips, only this time
she wasn't wearing the monster heels. She looked even more massive than she had.

"Holy shit."

"I weighed you as well. You're 70 pounds now. You know how much one of my tits
weighs Mike? 75 pounds." She knelt down facing him. "See if you can lift one
up," she suggested softly.

Mike's dick rose like a flag, despite his recent orgasm. He squatted down and reached out
to wrap his hands around her massive boob, then heaved up. He was able to lift it a bit,
but not all the way. Kelly watched him struggle for a bit, clearly getting turned on by his inability
to lift a single one of her tits because Mike could feel her large nipple stiffening
against his chest. "You can't do it can you?" She bit her lip, arousal thick in her
voice. She leaned forward a little bit and Mike's straining form collapsed, falling
on his back as Kelly leaned forward and plopped her boob on his chest, pinning him.
His dick pressed up against the underside of the breast pinning him, but despite its
monstrous size, the tip didn't even reach her torso. Her boob was just that big.
Mike tried to reach down to stroke himself, but Kelly's breast had immobilized his
arm. It turned out he didn't need to touch himself because in moments he was cumming,
jetting up against her. His seed ran down around his shaft and pooled between his
legs.

"Oh my god, did you just cum, just from me pinning you with my boob?" Kelly giggled.
"Wow, you must really love being smaller than my tits. This is pretty messy though,
so new rule: no more orgasms unless you are inside me or I tell you to cum."

"Y-yes, Kelly, s-sorry Kelly," Mike stammered.

"Good boy." Kelly grinned. "Now clean this up and then I'll feed you.
I have to study a bit later, you want to hang out and study with me in the library?"

Mike nodded, "Y-yeah."

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Mike pulled out his phone to text Kelly that he had arrived. It was only now, after
months that Mike was getting used to how large his phone felt in his hands.

"One sec" she texted him back. A moment later the door opened and Mike's girlfriend
stepped out, bending over 45 degrees in order to duck under the door frame. Kelly
wore much the same thing she had been wearing that first day that she had dominated
Mike and addicted him to her milk. Her powerful legs demanded attention in the
fishnets and short skirt she wore, and she had once again used her favorite massive
platform boots to add an extra 8 inches of height, making her nearly 9 feet tall.
Instead of a tube top, she wore a tight black t-shirt with a nuclear warning symbol
that had been cut in half when she cropped it high enough to show off her under-boobs.
Her nipples made large dents in the t-shirt, making it obvious that she wasn't wearing
a bra and all the more impressive that her beachball sized boobs were perky enough
to not need any support. "You ready to go little man?" She asked.

"Yeah," Mike turned to leave, but Kelly stepped forward and effortlessly trapped him
between her legs. With her heels involved, his head was sandwiched right in the
middle of her massive thighs. She casually flexed her thigh muscles, exerting a
crushing pressure that Mike knew could explode watermelons. Fortunately for Mike,
the bonding process that had turned him into the perfect lover for Kelly had made
him a lot tougher in addition to giving him an impractically big dick and shrinking
him down. Kelly wanted, and had gotten, a man she could crush beneath her massive
ass, so a little playful squeeze from her skull crushing thighs wasn't even uncomfortable
for him. Of course, he still couldn't move.

"What was that?"

"I'm ready," Mike wheezed.

"Sorry, you have to speak up little guy," Kelly giggled.

"Kelly, please," Mike struggled to escape. He wasn't struggling weakly either. At
first, he had been pathetically weak, but Kelly must have found that boring since
now he was a lot stronger than he looked, which just made it more humiliating when
Kelly was still able to effortlessly dominate him. His stamina was even more
impressive than his strength, and he knew he would have the energy to futilely
struggle for hours if she choose to keep him here, but he doubted she would.
They did have a movie to get to.

"Fine," she relented after a bit, then scooped him up and planted a big kiss on
his lips. "It's good to see you baby."

"You too," the thing was, he actually meant it. Being kidnapped by Kelly was the
best thing that had ever happened to Mike. She made sure that he experienced
incredible sexual gratification every day, and did a pretty good job of enforcing
the separation between the extremely unequal sexual relationship they had and
their non-sexual relationship. "You remember the safeword?"

"Obviously,"

"Just let me hear you say it, I just want to be sure,"

"Seahorse. Happy now?"

"Yep, come on, let's go. You want to walk or ride?" she asked him.

He'd ridden on her shoulders all the way back from the most recent party they had
been to, "steering" her by tugging on her ears, but he was a bit too sober for that now.
"I'll walk."

"'kay, you better keep up though," she set him down and set off, her long legs
covering the ground quickly enough that Mike had to break into a trot to catch up
with her every so often. It wasn't all that much more dignified than riding on
her shoulders.

Everyone stared at the mismatched pair as they passed, though really it was Kelly
drawing most of the attention. By this point, they both expected the reactions.
Kelly reveled in the stares, encouraging them by dressing in the pornographic
outfits that she had favored since becoming chromatic. Mike wasn't nearly as
comfortable with it, especially since Kelly, as the tallest woman ever had
become quite famous and people had started referring to him as a her "pet".
He was probably uncomfortable with it because there was a note of truth to
it.

As famous and attention-grabbing as Kelly was, it was remarkable that no one
tried to snap pictures or record videos of them as they walked to the theater.
It hadn't always been that way, but after Kelly had complained about it loudly
on social media, it had almost entirely stopped. It turned out that Mike wasn't
the only one that Kelly forced into submission through the raw power of her
presence. Chromatic girls always became more attractive, but how they did so
depended on the outlook of the girl in question. Some became cute and delicate,
some became pretty in an approachable-girl-next-door kind of way, some became
elegant and intimidatingly gorgeous, some just exploded with raw sexuality.
Kelly, it seemed, had wanted to become overwhelmingly sexy in a way that
exuded dominance, and since she had gone a month before bonding rather than
the few days that was typical, her chromatic beauty was a lot stronger than
normal.

When they got to the theater and Kelly asked for two tickets, the guy at
the counter tried to give them for free, but Kelly insisted on paying. After
all, she had plenty of money after becoming a multimillionaire practically
over night through donations from her rapidly growing online fan base.

Once they walked inside the theater, Kelly flipped up the arm between their
two seats, then planted her butt in the middle. Her massive ass completely
filled the two chairs, leaving no room for Mike, but of course Kelly had
a plan to deal with that. "Come on, up in my lap," she patted her juicy
thighs.

Knowing what was coming, Mike gulped and climbed up. He was only halfway
in when she grabbed his waist and spun him around, shoving his butt down
into the crevasse between her thighs and then sliding a hand up his chest
so she could force his head and shoulders into her underboob cleavage.
Mike could hardly breath, but he didn't need much oxygen these days.
Kelly's heavy breasts muffled the sounds of the world around him, and
of course there was no way he could see the screen as the previews
started, but Mike probably wouldn't have been able to pay attention to
it with Kelly so close anyway. Indeed, his mind basically shut off once
he was surrounded by Kelly like this, her thighs squeezing in around
his legs and her breasts swallowing his head and shoulders. She wrapped
her arms around his belly, making the envelopment of his little body
near complete.

Kelly kept him like that during the previews, but when the actual movie
started, she lifted her boobs off of him and moved him further forward
in her lap. Despite the increased oxygen supply and the fact that he
could actually follow the movie, Mike almost wished she would stuff him
in her boobs again. He knew that before bonding with Kelly, he would have
hated it, but his massive girlfriend had well and truly reshaped him.
