The Formula (m/f, breast expansion)
by TOABO

Chapter One

   I knew the chemistry classes I'd taken would pay off eventually.  I'd 
been experimenting with various chemicals forever, but I finally hit upon 
the magic formula.  Magic, you ask.  Yes, magic.  The magic growth 
formula.

   I won't bore you with the excessively long story of my trials and 
errors that eventually resulted in that discovery.  My research is 
probably not reproducible, but more importantly, it's dull.  What 
happened afterwards is the part worth hearing.

   Like any good mad scientist, I tried out my chemical on myself.  Crazy,
 I know, but I was so delirious with excitement, I wasn't considering the 
possibilities.  After ingesting a small portion, I eagerly awaited 
results.  At first, nothing happened.  Seconds, then minutes ticked by.  
I was about to write off my first effort when I felt a tingling sensation.

  IT centered on my crotch.  The sensation built and became almost 
painful.  
 
  Despite the uncomfortable sensations, I began to get an erection.  My 
dick slowly became engorged and the tight constrains of my jeans became 
quite unpleasant.  Since I was alone in my room, I decided to alleviate 
the pressure by removing my clothing.  Doing so, the size of my dick 
became all the more apparent.  It seemed larger than normal.  As I 
watched in amazement, I discovered this observation to be true.  My cock 
was swelling beyond it's normal six inches.  It slowly swelled to eight 
inches, then ten, then longer still.  Its thickness was also increasing, 
more than doubling in diameter.  My balls were also heavier and had 
swelled up as well.  Finally, several minutes, the tingling sensation 
ceased.

   I surveyed my handiwork wit a lascivious grin.  Thanks to my formula, 
my cock extended 12 inches.  Its head was nearly the size of my fist.  
It's thickness was now comparable to that of a baseball bat.  I would be 
a force to be reckoned with in the bedroom to be sure.  
 
  "Ah," I thought, "there's the rub."  What fun would it be in the 
bedroom without someone to share it with.  However, I had prepared an 
alternative formula, designed to fulfill such a purpose, if it worked.  
Encouraged by my results, I decided to find a guinea pig for my next 
experiment.   

   It wasn't hard.  A female friend of mine lived down the hall.  We had 
known each other since freshman year, so it wasn't hard to make some 
pretense to get her in my room.  Sheila was friendly as always when I 
greeted her at the door.
 
  "Hey Saul!  How are you?  What's up with this vitamin supplement 
you're trying?"

   The supplement in question was my little ruse, so I responded 
encouragingly.  "Oh, just trying to improve on the taste a little, and I 
wanted a second opinion."  I handed her a glass with small portion of the 
female formula in it.  

   She stared skeptically at the green liquid.  "Is this stuff safe?"  I 
assured her it was, and shrugging acceptance, she downed the contents.  
She wrinkled her lips.  "A little bitter, isn't it?"

   "Yeah, it is.  But it's way better from my first point.  I couldn't 
swallow the stuff without gagging."

   "Well, there's still room for improvement."  I nodded assent, but 
focused my attention her body.  It wasn't the most spectacular of vistas. 
 
   Her face was arguably cute and her body was trim, but she was no great 
beauty.  Part of this was no doubt due to her lack of breasts.  She did 
have breasts, but they were very small, just exceeding that of a 
preadolescent girl.  She had no need of a bra, but wore one anyway, I 
suppose to avoid feeling like a slut.  Now I would see if my formula 
could remedy that.

   I engaged Sheila in meaningless banter about classes, the weather, and 
other trivial topics.  Time seeped by and she behaved normally.  Nothing 
was happening and I was running out of conversation.  Just as my 
impatience was about to get the better of me, Sheila began to trail off 
in her sentence and ceased talking.

   "You OK?" I asked with real concern.

   "I don't know," she mumbled after a few seconds.  "I feel... funny, 
all of a sudden."

   I suppressed the urge to grin.  Looking her over, nothing appeared to 
be different.  Then I saw the slightest hint of an indentation in her 
blouse.  Her nipples were getting hard.  For a few moments it appeared 
that this was the extent of the transformation.  However, very subtly the 
effect became more pronounced.  Apparently Sheila's nipples were getting 
longer.  The change continued for a little and then ceased.  The change 
was slight but noticeable.  No man would be unable to spot the arousal of 
Sheila's chest now.  Not exactly a scientific wonder, but still an 
improvement.

   However, my formula was apparently not finished.  After this initial 
pause, the protrusions in Sheila's cotton blouse became more prominent.  
A mass appeared to be forming beneath the clothing.  Sheila's breasts 
were definitely growing.  Given the confining nature of her bra, her 
flesh was pushed up and out.  Though only one button was undone on her 
blouse, cleavage began to form where none had previously existed.  

   As quickly as it started, the process stopped.  Her breasts ceased to 
swell and leveled off about the size of apples.  This apparently shook 
her out of her reverie, for her glassy-eyed stare was replaced with a 
look of concern.  "What?" she mumbled.  "My breasts, my breasts...  
what's happening to me?"  She reached up and felt her newly expanded 
chest.  "My God!  I must have jumped a cup size!"  Reaching behind her, 
she unhooked the snaps of her now too tight bra.  Her breasts dropped 
down from their pushed-up position and her cleavage became less 
noticeable.

   "Saul," she said, "what's going on?"  With a sigh, I opted for honesty.

  Sheila was not happy at first, but after further reflection that having 
breasts of average size would be better than having below average size.  
Besides, I told her, the change would not be very obvious to outsiders 
once she adjusted her wardrobe.  In the end, Sheila thanked me and went 
one her way.

   Now I resolved to put my formula to use in a larger dose.  I had only 
given Sheila a mere taste.  Now it was time to see what a hearty swallow 
would do for a girl.

   For my next subject, I chose a more distant but more attractive 
acquaintance of mine.  Jen Braddock and I were both in Student Government 
together, so I told her I needed help on a project for it.  This was 
actually not much of a lie, so it made it all the more effective.  Since 
she was an English major, I asked her to drop by and look at a speech I 
had written.  She agreed and my plan was set.
 
   Jen arrived wearing an attractive cotton knit dress that hugged her 
curves, or at least, what curves she had.  Jen was tall, slender, and 
beautiful.  Her blue eyes had a sultry air to them almost constantly.  
She had a pert nose, graceful cheekbones, and slim lips currently painted 
a deep red.  Long blonde hair framed this beautiful face and trailed 
halfway down her back.  Her legs were long and supple due to her position 
on the dance team.  In fact, she made quite a striking woman.  Her only 
flaw was, like Sheila, a small chest.  The tight fitting dress emphasized 
this discrepancy, showing the slight swellings and small nipples that 
accounted for her breasts.  Unlike Sheila, Jen was confident enough in 
her sexuality to go without a bra, as was fairly observable thanks to the 
clingy fabric of her dress.

   She explained that she was going on a date in an hour, so she didn't 
have much time.  That explained her dress.  I showed her the speech and 
had her sit down.  I then offered her a drink, which she accepted.  I 
quickly spiked the glass of juice with a larger dose of the formula and 
handed it to her.  Absorbed in the speech, she didn't notice.  She 
quickly drank the concoction and proceeded to outline her opinions on my 
speech.  I nodded absently at her suggestions, but focused my attention 
on her chest.

   It didn't take long.  Perhaps something in the juice helped the 
formula be absorbed faster, or maybe it was just Jen's body chemistry.  
Barely a minute had elapsed before she began to fidget in her seat.  As 
she fought to ignore the strange sensations coursing through her, I saw 
the tell-tale signs of her nipples poke more prominently into the dress.  
Subtly they thrust more insistently into the cloth.  When her nipples had 
expanded approximately a half inch from their original size, Jen's 
breasts began to follow suit.

   Like the leading nipples, her tits altered very slowly.  From the 
small bumps they were, her breasts became larger.  As their mass 
increased, the fabric clung to them until it was pulled taut.  Jen's 
chest reached and surpassed that of Sheila.  Jen was numb with the shock 
of the drug in her system and the odd feelings it produced.  Good thing 
she was sitting down.

   Focusing my attention back on her chest, I saw that her breasts had 
reached the proportion of large oranges.  The cloth of her dress was now 
straining contain the mass of her breasts.  Jen's tits were slightly 
flattened by the fabric of her dress and bulged noticeably out her 
neckline.  Finally, her breast growth slowed and then stopped.  

   As before, Jen was a few moments coming out of her daze.  She 
eventually raised one hand to her head and moaned softly.  Then, catching 
a glimpse of her chest, her eyes sprang wide open.  She shifted her hands 
to her tits and inhaled sharply.  "My breasts!" she shrieked.  "My 
breasts!"

   "Take it easy, Jen," I urged.  "You're OK."

   "But look at my breasts!  They're huge!  What happened?!"

   With a smile, I explained to her my little mischief.  I expected her 
to be a little upset, but Jen went ballistic.  After beginning by 
slapping me across the face, she began to berate me for my act.  After a 
few long minutes of her tirade, she slowed down a little.

   "I can't believe you did this to me!  I thought I was your friend!" 

   "I am your friend," I said.  "I thought I'd help you out by giving you 
breasts.  Do you hate them that much?"

   "That's not the point!  You fucked up my body!" she shot back.

   "Did I?  What's wrong with your new look?" I asked.

   That gave her pause.  "Well, I look all funny," Jen whined.

   "I think you look great!" I said with the utmost sincerity.

   "Well, I don't know."  Clearly she was not so sure of herself anymore. 
 While she thought a moment, Jen noticed the constraint of her clothing.  
"This dress is killing me," she said irritably.  She reached around for 
the zipper in back and fumbled with it.

   "Here, let me help you, Jen," I told her.  She glared at first, then 
turned her back to me.  I grasped the zipper, and after a few tugs, 
managed to dislodge it.  I could almost hear her dress sigh from relief.  
When she turned to face me again, I had to suppress my a leer.  The dress 
no longer tightly gripped her breasts, but now appeared about to slip off.
A wealth of cleavage was displayed to the eye.  

   "You like?" she said wryly.

   "I don't know.  How about letting me see the rest?"

   Jen sighed.  "OK, might as well.  They are your creations after all."  
With that she let her dress fall the rest of the way off.  Jen's breasts 
were terrific.  Almost perfectly round, they looked like swollen 
grapefruits.  Her nipples were even better.  As thick around as my thumb, 
they began to stiffen and extended to just under an inch.

   "You look incredible!  I've never seen breasts like that before.  I 
thought you were pretty to begin with, but these tits make you drop-dead 
gorgeous!"

   Jen blushed slightly at my effusive praise.  "Yeah, well, I guess 
they're OK."

   "Well, they've certainly got me hard!"  returned, gesturing at the 
side of my leg.  The inside of my shorts appeared to be storing a salami, 
and the tip of my apple-sized head just extended beyond the hem. 

   "My gosh!  I'll say you're hard!  Your cock is big!"  Jen's eyes were 
now locked on my dick and a lusty leer splayed across her face.

   "Tell you what, I'll show you mine since you showed me yours," I 
offered.  I dropped my hand to my crotch and undid my pants.  Jen 
protested half-heartedly, but I proceeded.  I dropped my shorts to the 
floor, and then my boxers.  Freed from its enclosure, my massive 12 inch 
dick jutted up.  I stepped closer to Jen, who took a small step back in 
response.  I stepped closer and the head of my dick lightly brushed her 
stomach.
 
   "Oh God!" Jen whispered.  Clearly she was really turned on.  I took 
advantage of the moment and leaned closer and locked my lips on hers.  
Jen initially resisted, but soon she was returning my kiss with great 
fervor.  While we exchanged saliva, I raised my hands to her marvelous 
mounds.  Kneading them softly, I rubbed my palms over nipples, feeling 
their hardness.  Breaking off our kiss, I began licking her breasts.  
Zeroing in on one stiff nipple, I suckled her like a newborn babe.  Jen 
moaned loudly and wound her fingers into my hair.

   I continued my trip south and pushed her dress all the way down.  Her 
silk panties concealed her pussy, but a large wet spot was forming over 
the center.  I licked her a few times through the fabric, eliciting gasps 
of pleasure from above.  Moving the sopping silk aside, I looked at her 
lovely womanhood.  Her cunt was sparsely covered with hair and was 
glistening with moisture.  I located her swollen clit and flicked it a 
few times.  Jen went over the edge and shook her way through a quick 
orgasm.

   I stood up and kissed her again.  IT was a long, deep kiss, full of 
the passion between us.  "Saul," she breathed into my ear, "I want you.  
I want you now."  I needed no further encouragement.  Positioning myself 
carefully, I placed the head of my dick at her entrance.  I leaned 
forward and pushed gently.  Jen inhaled sharply as I penetrated a short 
distance.  My mass was a tight fit despite the large amounts of 
lubrication.  Pressing Jen up against the wall, I inched further in.  Her 
moans grew louder the further I penetrated.  About three quarters of the 
way in I hit bottom, drawing a grunt from her.  

   I began to piston my hips in and out of her, slowly at first, then 
faster.  Jen's nails dug into my back as her passion increased.  She 
raised her legs and locked her thighs around my waist.  I slammed into 
her again and again, as I roughly squeezed her tight ass.  Her cries rose 
in pitch and I felt myself coming close to release myself.  Jen's body at 
last shuddered violently and her hot cunt clamped down on me like a vise. 
 This did it for me and I erupted deep inside her.  It felt like I came 
for several minutes.  (Given the size of my balls, it is possible I did)  
For several minutes we were motionless as I leaned into the pillowy 
softness of her breasts.  We at last released our hold on one another and 
disengaged.

   I thought Jen stilled look very attractive, despite the her disheveled 
hair, flushed face, sweat-coated body, and sticky crotch with the white 
trace of cum leaking from her reddened cunt.  I smiled at her, which she 
immediately returned.  Stepping over to me, she kissed me softly.  

   "What's that for?" I asked.

   "For the best sex I've ever had!" she said, eyes gleaming.  "My pussy 
is going to be sore for a week after stuffing that monster cock in there! 
 And you came forever!  Good thing I'm on the pill."  She paused.  "So, 
now what?"

   "What do you mean?"

   "Well, it's going to be hard to explain these," she said, nodding at 
her grapefruit-sized breasts.  "A loose shirt or a minimizer bra sure 
won't conceal these babies.  Heck, I bet most of my clothes won't even 
fit me now."

   "Not to fear," I assuaged her.  "I have a counteragent which should 
work."  I whipped out the orange formula from the fridge and prepared a 
small dose for her.  "Here, drink up."

   Jen did as I bid.  As before, nothing happened at first.  Then Jen's 
brow furrowed.  "Something's happening," she murmured.  Sure enough, 
Jen's breasts were changing, but this time the process was reversed.  Her 
tits slowly deflated like balloons.  Over the process of a few minutes 
they went from grapefruits to oranges to tennis balls.  Her nipples also 
diminished somewhat, shrinking down to the size of pencil erasers.  When 
the process at last finished, Jen's chest had returned to almost normal.

   She grinned widely at the results.  "Well, that's not quite as small 
as usual, but that's OK.  I don't think anyone will notice the difference.
"  She gathered up her clothes and quickly made herself presentable in 
public.  She was right; her chest looked only slightly fuller beneath the 
dress.  She went to the door and then turned back.  "Thanks, Saul."  Then 
she was gone.  Thanks, indeed.


The Formula Part 2
by TOABO

It was a while before I heard from Jen again.  I was afraid that I
might have scared her off with the mad scientist experience.  Then I
got a call from her asking for a favor.  Id like to borrow some of
your formula.  You see, my roommate is, Amanda Smith.  Amanda Smith,
did I ever know her.  Every guy on campus knew her.  She was one of
the Top Ten babes at school to be sure.  She had a pretty face, but a
knockout body.  Her greatest feature was her chest.  A pair of D-cups
lurked beneath her sweaters, though she was not above flaunting her
cleavage just to tease the guys.  Anyway, you know shes got big
breasts and she just loves to drive the guys crazy.  Shes OK most of
the time, but she can be real snobbish about her tits.  Thinks because
her chest is so much bigger than mine that  can lord it over me.  Id
put up with it till now, but I think with your help I can beat her at
her own game.  What do you say?

   I thought a moment.  It sounds intriguing, but what do I get out
of it?  After all, this formula is not easy to make.

   Well, you get to take down Amanda a notch, she replied.

   I had to admit that had appeal, because Amanda was a notorious
tease.  She loved to show off her tits to a guy, but then leave them
hot and bothered.  I had a few friends who would probably like to
steal some of her thunder.  But all the same, Amanda had never done me
wrong, or right, or really anything at all to me.  I dont know,
Jen, I stalled.  I dont really know Amanda.

   Jen paused.  OK, Ill let you go another round with me.  I dont
really want to - my pussy still aches some from your gigantic dick -
but if thats what it takes...

   I pretended to be slightly miffed, but in the end I accepted.  Jen
set up the meeting for the next night.  I arrived at her dorm room
with my potions in my backpack.  Jen introduced me to her roommate as
a study partner.  Amanda lost no time in beginning to flirt with me.
She was wearing a tight cotton shirt which revealed more than a little
cleavage.  It was easy to see why so many guys found her attractive
since I was becoming turned-on already.  She was quite good at getting
a rise out of me.  After a few minutes, Amanda excused herself to pick
up her laundry from the dryer.  Jen had planned on this diversion and
quickly hustled me into action.  I prepared a dose of the green
formula from my bag.

   How much, I asked.

   I dont know.  I want to really show her up though, so its got to
be bigger than hers for sure.

   I nodded, and doled out slightly more than the D-cup dose Id given
her a few days before.  This ought to be enough for a pair of DDs,
at least.

   Good!
   As I packed up, Amanda reentered the room bearing a large laundry
basket.  She set it down and began folding her clothes.  After a few
minutes, she stopped.  Jen, you got some of your bras in with mine
again.  See?  Amanda said, holding up a small cotton bra that was
clearly an A-cup in one hand.

   Jens face clouded.  Oh, I dont know how that happened! she said
with a slight edge to her voice.  I guessed that Amanda had probably
planted one of Jens bras just to embarrass her, most likely for my
benefit.

   Oh, dont worry about it.  Just remember that yours look like
this, she responded, waving the small bra, and mine look like this.
With that, she produced a red, frilly bra that was considerably
larger.  Jens blush deepened and her eyes narrowed.  She wordlessly
retrieved the lingerie from Amanda.  I could see why Jen was so eager
to get back at her roommate.
 
   Amanda looked over at me and winked.  In fact, I dont even know
why you bother to wear the thing.  Its not like you have a real chest
to support.  She didnt say it, but it was clear she meant a chest
like mine.  Then Amanda casually caressed the side of one large tit
to emphasize the unspoken point.  I was flabbergasted; this girl was
outrageous!  I would look forward to seeing her get taken down a peg.

   I glanced over at Jen.  The glass was now empty; she must have used
Amandas last exchange to drink the formula.  Well, Amanda, maybe
youre right, Jen said.  Maybe I should start wearing a real bra.
Like you.  She then went over and picked up the red one that Amanda
had so recently angled in my face.  Amanda was a little perplexed at
this, but Jens next move really confused her.  Jen took off the T-
shirt she was wearing, briefly exposing her tiny tits.  She then put
on Amandas bra.  There, what do you think? she asked.  The picture
was fairly ridiculous.  The bra completely covered her breasts and was
so loose that it appeared about to slide off her tiny curves at any
moment.

   Amanda shot a glance at me and then replied in mocking tones.
Well, Jen dear, it seems a little...loose.  She paused and an evil
grin flitted across her face.  Maybe you can GROW into it! she
belted forth, an then she dissolved into giggles.

   Jen resolutely held her ground.  Good idea, Amanda, good idea.
Then, as if on cue, her breasts began to swell.  Her nipples were
barely visible behind the lacy covering, but they appeared to extend
further into the bra.  Her breasts expanded and began to fill up the
bra.  Amanda was no longer laughing.  I looked over to see her face
register a look of surprise at this bizarre development.

   Jens breasts continued to grow.  They again became large oranges
which rounded out the bra fairly well.  Then they swelled into
grapefruits about the size of Amandas.  The bra conformed nicely to
her generous mounds.  Jen was not done yet, though.  Her tits kept on
increasing in diameter, filling the bra to capacity.  At last her
breasts leveled off at the size of cantaloupes.  Amandas bra was now
a bit too tight, forcing Jens tits up and out for a marvelous display
of cleavage.  Her nipples were also erect, making notable protrusions
in the lacy fabric.

   Amanda was aghast.  Right before her eyes her flat chested roommate
had grown larger than she had ever been.  What?  What?  she
stammered.

   Jen grinned triumphantly.  Gee, Amanda, your real bra seems kind
of small.  See?  With that, she stepped up to where Amanda and thrust
her shoulders back.  I could almost hear the bra groan under the
strain as Jen thrust her massive breasts out into the bra.  Her
cleavage welled up even further and threatened to spill out.  Amanda
just stared in frightened shock at Jens now large chest hovering
inches away from her.

   What, dont you have anything to say? Jen asked sarcastically.
Funny, youre usually full of little comments.  You usually have
plenty to say about my breasts.  Look, you even have an audience, she
said, gesturing at me.  Wheres your Look My Big Titties act?
Amanda flinched slightly at this barb and her lower lip began to
quiver.  Jen continued her tirade.  What, is it suddenly no longer
funny when the tables are turned?  You dont like to feel inadequate?
You dont enjoy being embarrassed in front of a guy?  You surely have
done that shit to me!  Hows it feel to be the object of ridicule?!
Jen was practically shouting now.

   Amanda lost all reserve and started sobbing.  Im sorry she
blubbered.  Im sorry!  I was just trying to be funny!  I didnt mean
to hurt you!  Im sorry, Jen, Im so sorry!

   Awww, isnt that just too damn bad.  Now youre apologizing.  Well
go ahead and cry!  You can-

   Jen, I interrupted softly.

   What?! she rounded on me.  Her face was flushed with anger and
her chest was heaving  While I admit the chest heaving was interesting
to watch, the fire in her eyes and the cold smile on her lips were
not.

   I think shes had enough.  You made your point.  Let it go now.

   Jen stared to reply then bit it off.  OK, I guess youre right.
She looked over at Amanda, who was crying softly into her hands.  Id
better talk with her.

   Yeah, I replied.  You want me to stick around?

   No, I think this is something well have to work through
together.

   OK.  I swore softly to myself; I wouldnt be getting anything
tonight.  I quickly gathered up my things and prepared to go.

   So, can I get a dose of the orange before you go?

   Oh yeah, sure.  I prepared one quickly and gave it to her.  Just
make sure your roommate doesnt get into this.  I dont think shed be
able to handle having no tits.

   Jen grinned at that.  Yeah.  She kissed me on the cheek.  Thanks
for helping me.  I may have been hard on her, but I think shell be
better for it.

   I nodded and made my farewells.  Some evening this had turned out
to be.  I decided to make the best of it and headed off to the lab.  I
had some new chemical variations I wanted to try out.

   The next day I dropped by Jens to see how she was doing.  When she
met me at the door, I was surprised to see that beneath her loose
blouse that her breasts were still the size of plump oranges.  I was
about to ask if I hadnt given her enough of the reducer when Amanda
came in from the bathroom.  Her tits were noticeably smaller, about
the same as Jens presently.  I looked at Jen expectantly.

   Oh, well Amanda and I decided to try a little compromise last
night.  Shed try life with smaller breasts and I would keep mine
bigger.  What do you think?

   Very interesting.  What do you have to say, Amanda?

   She smiled, this time friendly and not like a tease.  I felt it
made her much more appealing.  Its different, not having all that
weight.  Oh, Saul, I just wanted to apologize for my behavior last
night.  I was really rude and I shouldnt have flirted with you like
that.

   Dont worry about it, I told her.  I turned back to Jen.  So
whats up for today?

   Well, Amanda and I planned on going to the carnival that came to
town last week.  You want to tag along?

   I agreed and we were off.  It was a really fun day.  Jen and Amanda
giggled like schoolgirls the whole day through.  Their entire
relationship had altered overnight.  I couldnt help but join in the
laughter.  It was also different to have two pretty girls tagging
along with me.  On the one side I had the blonde, slim Jen; on the
other was Amanda, raven-haired and curvy.  A blast was had by all.

   It was well into the night by the time we returned back to campus.
I walked the girls back to their room.  I bid them a good night and
was about to leave when Amanda stopped me.  Saul, she said, I want
to thank you.  I had a great time today and I owe a lot of it to you
and that chemical of yours.  I really owe you.

   Yeah, I replied, you and Jen both.  Dont worry about it though.
I had a good time with you as well.

   What does Jen owe you for? Amanda asked.
 
   Jen blushed slightly as she remembered our previous agreement.
Well, I sort of promised Saul that Id sleep with him again if he
helped me get back at you.

   Oh really, Amanda said.  She paused a moment then looked at me.
Saul, she began, is it true what Jen says about, you know, the
size?

   The size   ?  Oh, you mean... I trailed off with a glance
downward.  Amanda nodded vigorously.  Well, I guess so.  It depends
on what she told you.  I glanced pointedly at Jen, who was blushing
more.

   Jen told me shed never seen one so big in her life.  Jen was
getting really red at this point and started to interrupt.  However, I
jumped in first, not wanting her to change the subject.

   I suppose thats true.  Would you like to see for yourself?
Amanda began to redden at this, but managed to shake her head
affirmatively.  I unzipped my jeans and dropped them to the floor and
kicked them off along with my shoes.  I then dropped my boxers,
exposing myself to the women.

   Thats it?! cried Amanda.  Thats the giant dick?!  Jen
appeared equally surprised, for my cock appeared no more than five
inches long in its flaccid state.

   Easy, easy, I replied.  I made some improvements.  Arouse me.
Amanda paused, looking at me.  Go on, I urged.  Sighing, Amanda did
as I bid, and began to fondle my balls.  I quickly began to respond.
My cock stiffened and extended, becoming a little over six inches
long.

   Amanda looked back at me.  So? she inquired unconvinced.

   Keep on.  Try sucking it.  She shot a glance over at Jen, who
merely shrugged in confusion.  Amnda rolled her eyes and knelt in
front of me.  Taking my cock in her hand, she brought the head of it
to her lips.

   The sensation was delicious.  She ran her tounge around the tip and
began to draw me deeper into her mouth.  My cock responded by growing.
Amandas eyes widened as my dick suddenly reached to the back of her
mouth.  She renewed her efforts with gusto, making loud slurping
noises as she sucked me.  Then she was no longer able to get it all
the way in her mouth.  The thickness was also increasing and soon
Amanda had to drop her jaw to fit my manhood between her lips.  I,
too, was struggling, trying to keep from cumming.  However, I was to
lose this battles.  With a loud grunt, I exploded and shot ribbons of
jism down Amandas throat.  She attempted to swallow as best she
could, but a trickle of semen rolled down her chin nonetheless.

   After sucking me dry, Amanda released her hold on me.  Wow, she
breathed, Ive never seen anything like it.  My cock now stood half-
erect at around 10 inches.  Howd you get it to grow like that?

   Genius, my dear, genius, I replied.  I altered the formula so it
activates when I get an erection.  That way I dont have to carry
around a big dick all day.  I just keep it normal-sized until I need
it.  I looked over at Jen, who was breathing heavily and whose hands
absently massaged her tits.  I smiled; shed gotten pretty turned on
by seeing her roommate suck me off.  Hey, Jen, I called, want to
try it?

   Sure, she replied.  She approached and began with a kiss.  I
dropped my hand down to her skirt.  Feeling underneath it, I found a
very moist set of panties.  Jen started at my touch and broke off the
kiss.

   Wet already, I told her with a grin.  Using both hands, I pulled
down her underwear.  I then inserted one finger inside her.  It slid
in easily.  My, you are hot.  Best get started then.  I went over to
one of the beds and laid down.  I want you on top this time.  Jen
grinned in response and followed me onto the bed.

   She straddled me in a half kneeling position.  Grasping my warm
cock in her hands, she positioned me carefully.  Slowly dropping, the
head of my dick penetrated within her.  Inch by inch, her cunt
swallowed my dick deep inside her until our pubic hair mingled
together.  Still fully clothed, Jen smiled at me from above.  I let
the heat of her interior seep into me and felt my cock respond.  She
squealed as it expanded inside her.

   Oh God! she cried.  Its growing!  Oh my!  Jen began
rhythmically rocking her hips back and forth.  Her pussy became
tighter and tighter as I expanded within her.  I soon felt the head
press more and more firmly into Jens cervix until at last that
muscular barrier parted to allow me entrance.  We were both breathing
hard as we ground our pelvises into one another.  Youre splitting me
apart!  Oh God!  Jens cries dissolved into a series of incoherent
screams of pleasure/pain.  The sensation was overwhelming.  Jen began
to tremble and then shudder violently as she went into the throes of a
powerful orgasm.  I followed suit moments later as I came for a second
time.

   Jen collapsed on top of me, my cock still buried deep inside her.
I looked over to see what Amanda was up to.  She had apparently been
as equally turned on by Jens passion as I had, for she had shed her
clothes.  Sitting in a chair, she was spreading her pussy lips art
with one hand while rapidly rubbing her clit with the other.  Her head
was tossed back and her eyes were tightly shut as she focused upon the
task at hand.  Her breath came in gasps as she grunted from her
masturbation.  Finally, she achieved the release she sought and her
body quivered.  I smiled.  It was good to see everyone was having a
good time.

   Jen recovered and got off me.  My cock made an obscene sucking
sound as it slid out of her.  I glanced at the clock.  It was after 3
AM and I had to get up in a few hours for class.  Looking over at Jen,
I could see she was tired and probably a little sore as well; she was
not likely to want to go another round on Sauls Wild Ride tonight.
She offered no resistance to my departure and Amanda followed suit.  I
bid both ladies a good evening and went home.


The Formula Part 3
by TOABO

The next few days went by in a blur.  Tests were taken and papers were
written.  I am not totally against school, but sometimes it can be a
real drag.  I was relieved when Wednesday night came and I could
relax.  I needed some recreation to balance out my hectic week.

   Luckily for me, I didnt have to go looking for entertainment.
Jen, the ever crafty, had devised a new way to employ my chemical
skills.  Saul, she explained on the phone, Ive been thinking of it
all week.  Your new collapsible cock got me going, so Ive been
looking for a way to have some fun with it.  Now I think I have it.
Do you know Shirley Wallace?  I told her I didnt, so she filled me
in.  Shes one of my sorority sisters.  Her nickname is The Cavern.
We call her that because shes got the biggest cunt in the sorority.
 
   I coughed.  Umm, just how the hell do you know that? I asked.

   She won the competition.

   Uh-huh.  Competition?

   OK, heres the deal.  When you join our sorority, part of the
pledge process requires you to undergo a bunch of ordeals and stuff.
One of them is Biggest Breasts, which I lost miserably.  Too bad I
didnt have your stuff back then.  I could almost hear her grin
across the phone.  Another one is the Deepest Cunt competition.
The sisters get this giant collection of dildos together and set them
out by size.  Each pledge has to stuff one in and the one who can fit
the biggest one in wins.  Shirley got a 14 inch neon green rod inside
her.

   Wow.  Thats pretty damn big, I said.

   Ill say!  Yours is probably only a foot or so and I can barely
contain it.  The sisters couldnt believe it.  Shes the only one to
ever do the Green Monster that the sorority can remember.  Jen
snorted.  Hell, theyll probably make her President because of it.
If she had bigger tits theyd probably had elected her on the spot.

   OK, so you have strange pledge rituals and you choose your
officers by physical appearance.  The first is pretty typical of the
Greek system and the second might be a bad thing, but they dont have
much to do with me.

   No, no, no!  I want you to fuck Shirley with that salami of
yours!

   Why?  She ought to be able to fit it in OK.

   Well, I was hoping you can make your dick bigger.  You know how I
overstuffed Amandas bra?  I want you to do the same to Shirleys
cunt.

   Intriguing, but why?

   Same reason really.  I want to take some of the wind out of her
sails.  She still thinks shes pretty hot shit.  She has a bit of an
attitude, but no one in the sorority is really in a place to tell her
not to.  After all, we believe its important to be proud of yourself,
although I think this is taking it a bit far.  It just be nice if you
could kind of show her that she cant handle every dick out there.

   I sighed.  Am I just a tool for your personal vendettas?  Whats
next after this?  Going to get back at someone who dumped you for
someone with bigger breasts?  Will I have to shrink the cock of some
guy who pissed you off?

   No, Saul! she pleaded.  Cmon, this is the last one, I promise.
Although there was a guy in high school who dropped me for Sarah
Freels...

   Jen!

   Kidding, kidding.  Seriously, though, I think this will be good
for Shirley.  She needs to get down off her high horse.  Besides,
youll probably enjoy it.

   I let that last comment go, particularly because I probably would
enjoy fucking Shirley.  What makes you think shell even consider
it? I asked.

   Simple.  Ill tell her about you.  You see, since Shirley won the
contest, shes been sort of a prize fighter.  Take-on-all-comers, if
you know what I mean.  She ignored my groan at her pun and went on.
What happens is someone will hear about a guy on campus who is
supposed to have a big dick.  Shirley will track him down and sleep
with him.  Then shell come back and report.  Oh, and dont doubt
this.  You guys are easy to manipulate.  Show some cleavage and flash
a little thigh and you guys will be in bed like that.  So far she
hasnt lost, so to speak.  I just think shes due for a defeat.

   I agreed, reluctantly, and said Id go through with it.  You still
owe me though, and this time Ill name the price.  Ill let you know
when I decide what itll be.

   Jen didnt like the uncertainty, but acceded nonetheless.  Ill
let Shirley know about you soon.  Expect her to come calling in the
next few days.

   Jen was as good as her word, for I met Shirley less than 24 hours
later.  I was in the library doing some research when someone cleared
their throat behind me.  I turned around to find an incredibly lovely
vision standing behind me.  The young lady had red hair which, I must
say, is a very big-turn on for me.  Green eyes sparkled above a cute
nose and a full-lipped mouth.  She wore a black halter top and
matching skirt.  The top left both shoulders and navel exposed,
granting me a view of alabaster skin.  The skirt gave me an equally
expansive vista of firm legs.  Though not busty, her chest was
sufficient enough to give her decent cleavage, accentuated by the
tight confines of the halter top.

   The lovely creature spoke.  Excuse me, are you Saul Larson?

   Umm, yes, yes I am,  I stammered.

   She smiled.  Hi, Im Shirley Freels.

   Nice to meet you, I replied.  Very nice.

   Likewise.  Im a friend of Jen Braddock.  I nodded in recognition
and she proceeded.  Well, she told me about you and how you were a
really nice guy and that I ought to meet you.  So, here I am.

   I was at a loss for words; her appearance and breathy voice were
already beginning to stir my loins.  Ah, so you are.  Lame, I know,
but I was never known for my suave pick-up lines.  Why do you think I
ended up in chemistry?

   Shirley appeared unfazed by my noncommittal reply; I guess she was
used to guys being confused by an aggressive woman.  Well, I was
wondering if youd like to go out some time.  Hows tonight?

   Sure, great.  Tonights fine, just fine.  I could feel myself
gushing.  Damnit!  Shirley was wrapping me around her little finger
already.

   Thats good.  How about you pick me up at my room at 8?

   Sure thing.

   See you then, she said, and then she breezed away.  I let out a
huge breath and inhaled the remnants of her perfume deeply.  Jen
wasnt kidding; I was putty in the hands of an attractive woman.

   The rest of the day flew by in anticipation of the big night.  I
was always slightly nervous before a first date, but I approached this
one with almost dread.  I had the unsettling feeling that I was being
lead to slaughter like an ox.  Even backed my the formula, I still
worried that Shirley might eat me alive.
At the appointed hour I arrived at Shirleys dorm.  I wore pants and a
long-sleeved dress shirt and carried a yellow rose.  As I traversed
through the building, someone exited a room ahead of me.  As I drew
closer, I was able to tell it was Shirleys room.  The woman, who was
probably Shirleys roommate, smiled at me as I passed; I noticed,
though, that she fought to keep the polite smile from becoming a smirk
of laughter.  Evidently she had seen guys like me show up for her
roommate before.  Given Shirleys track record, I could see why mirth
might be a normal response.  I swallowed nervously and knocked upon
the door.

   Come in.  Doors open.  I did as I was instructed.  The room was
typical for a dorm.  Two beds, two desks, and a variety of posters
were the primary features.  Shirley was not in view, but I could see a
light emanating from the half open closet.  This proved to be the case
when the door swung open.

   I involuntarily drew a quick breath.  Shirley was wearing a loose
silk robe that gapped at the top.  Her breasts were covered, but it
was clear that they were unrestrained by a bra.  The blue fabric clung
provocatively to her many curves and ended well above her knees.  Her
red hair hung loosely over one shoulder and her green eyes glistened.
As she moved towards me I was reminded of nothing so much as a tiger,
stalking its prey.

   Umm, hi, Shirley.  You, umm, look, um, nice.  I was clearly
unnerved.

   Hi, Saul, she purred.  Thank you.  Im glad you like it.

   Its a pretty color, I replied.  Really brings out your eyes.

   She grinned, exposing white teeth.  I think so. too.  Its part of
a matching set.  As she said this, her hands went to the loosely tied
knot at the waist that held the robe closed.  It came undone with the
slightest of tugs and the robe parted further.  The movement exposed
the sides of her breasts, which appeared quite firm.  I traced a line
down her torso, dragging my eyes from her chest down to her slim
stomach and cute navel.  My gaze dropped lower and my pulse jumped.
Below her trim stomach Shirley wore a pair of silk panties the exact
shade of blue as her robe.  Her mound was high and round.  I could
almost see her pussy lips outlined by the fabric.

   Very nice, I breathed.

   Oh, but the best is yet to come, she replied.  With that, she
shrugged off the robe.  Her breasts were about the size of tennis
balls and were surmounted by stiff nipples.  She stepped to within
inches of me  and instinct took over.  I took her face in my hands ad
brought her willing lips to mine.  I felt her breasts press into my
chest as I crushed her body to mine.  Her hands roamed over back and
then down to my legs.  Feeling the inside of my thigh, she cooed
softly as she found my already raging erection.  Gazing lustfully into
my eyes, she opened my pants.  I quickly unbuttoned my shirt while she
finished undressing me.

   Freed from its confines, my dick surged forth.  It was a
respectable 8 inches, but I caught a look of disappointment in her
face.  Apparently she was expecting more.  Too polite to bring this up
or perhaps just too willing to fuck someone, Shirley managed a half-
smile.  Ooh, this is a nice one, she said, and kissed it with her
crimson lips.  I moved to take her in my arms again, but she held me
off with an upraised hand.  Hold on, let me get a condom.  Well, at
least she was prepared.
 
   As she turned to go to a drawer, I stroked my length, trying to
encourage the formula to work.  Shirley rummaged in her desk a moment
and produced a condom package.  Returning to me, she knelt once more.
With a practiced motion, she opened the package and removed the
prophylactic.  Unceremoniously, she began to place the condom on my
tool.  The sensation inspired me and I felt my dick expand.  Shirley
noticed it as well, but was not sure what had happened.

   She stood up and took my hand.  After leading me over to the bed,
she stopped.  Placing both hands in the waistband of her panties, she
slid them off.  I watched with wonder as the tufts of red hair came
into view.  Her pussy had bright pink inner folds that beckoned me
into her steaming depths.  The latex on my cock stretched as my dick
extended even more.  Shirley didnt see as my cock surged to 12
inches.  She lay down on the bed and silently invited me to follow.

   I clambered up after her and positioned myself between her thighs.
Shirleys eyes narrowed as she finally caught sight of my dick.  It
was clearly larger than when it had first left my pants.  I, too, was
slightly amazed at the growth; the extra formula I had ingested
earlier was making a difference.  I Positioned my cock at the entrance
to her cunt as she began to speak.  It looks bigger now than-  I cut
her off in midsentence as I inched into her.

   Shirley was very wet, so I slid into her easily.  Her warmth
enveloped me with ease, sucking me deeper.  At last our pelvises made
contact.  Bracing my hands on either side of her, I drew back and made
a second stroke.  My cock was still growing and I went deeper this
time.  A third stroke and deeper still.  Finally on the fourth stroke,
I hit bottom.  Surprise streaked across Shirleys face.  Apparently
this was quite a rarity for her.  You are bigger than I thought, she
said with a lascivious grin.

   I continued my plunging and my dick kept growing.  Shirley grunted
with pleasure each time I slammed into her cervix.  My insistent
pounding at last gained me entrance, as the muscular orifice yielded
to my pressure.  Shirleys eyes were filled with shock.  No ones
ever gone this deep before, she whispered.  I can feel you inside
me, filing me up.  Indeed, my dick was still expanding.  I knew I was
already much larger than Id ever been.  Shirleys cunt had been
initially quite roomy; now it felt like a second skin so tight was it
stretched.

   Shirley was now moaning continuously.  Oh my God, oh my God,
youre splitting me apart!  Movement was becoming difficult in the
confines of her cunt.  The pleasure/pain overwhelmed Shirley at last
and her entire body shook.  Her powerful cunt muscles squeezed my cock
and I felt her pussy juice flow out onto my balls.  The vibrations did
it for me, and I exploded deep inside her.  My orgasm relieved some of
the pressure as my cock constricted.  I collapsed on top of Shirley
and we both lay their breathing heavily.

   At last, Shirley calmed and opened her eyes.  She stared at me
uncomprehendingly for some time.  You hurt me, she stated
incredulously.

   I leaned back.  Sorry, I mumbled apologetically.

   No, its OK, she said quickly.  I mean, its OK now, but at the
end there, you were hurting me.  Ive never had any guy do that to me
before.  Even now I feel you deep inside of me and youre still bigger
than anything Ive ever felt.  There was a bit of awe in her voice,
touched with a little sadness.  A tear rolled down her cheek.

   Hey, I said, whats wrong?

   Its just that I never thought itd happen.  I never thought
anything could fill me up.  But you did that and more.  She paused.
Thanks.  She kissed me tenderly.  Not knowing what to say, we held
each other in silence.  Shirley eventually fell asleep, so I quietly
extricated myself from her embrace, got dressed, and left before her
roommate returned.  I was more than a little moved by Shirleys
emotional speech and I slept uneasily.


The Formula Part 4
by TOABO

I spoke to Jen that Friday.  She assured me that Shirley would be OK,
but that she needed time to adjust to this revelation.  I reminded Jen
of her debt and pinned her down to it despite her attempts to weasel
out of it.  She agreed to meet me at my room that evening and to come
braless.

   At the designated time Jen arrived.  She was wearing a pair of skin-
tight jeans and a white cotton dress shirt.  The shirt was noticeably
shapeless, causing m to raise one eyebrow in query as I handed her a
glass of dark green liquid.

   Never satisfied, are you? she said half-jokingly.  My tits are a
good cup size larger than they used to be, but youre just not content
with a B cup.  Youve got to have a pair of Ds in your face before
youre happy.  To emphasize her point, she jumped up and down
briefly.  Her tits bounced merrily underneath the fabric in response;
she was clearly not wearing a bra.  Good thing I borrowed this from
Amanda.  Id hate to rip it.  I smiled and said nothing. That
explained the looseness in the chest: the shirt was designed to
contain  2 cup sizes more than she had.  Jen sighed and drank up.
This tastes different from last time, she remarked.

   I nodded.  I changed the formula a little, I told her.

   How come? she asked.

   Youll see. I replied.

   She frowned, but said no more on the subject.  We chatted about the
weather and school while we waited for the formula to kick in.  After
a few minutes, she broke off her sentence and said, Woah!  I can feel
it.  Here we go.
 
  Beneath the fabric Jens tits began to swell.  Her rounded cones
began to fill in the empty space of the dress.  Her nipples pressed
insistently into the fabric.  Jill gave her torso a shake, setting her
grapefruit-sized breasts jiggling.  The vibration was definitely more
sizable than her previous gyrations.

    There, thats about right, Jen said after a minute.  Her breasts
were now the size of grapefruits.  Her shirt fit well now; it was no
longer baggy, but didnt seem overly clingy, either.  Cleavage had
formed in the gap where her shirt was slightly unbuttoned.  Jen
appeared quite beguiling.

    Not quite, I replied.  Jen looked at me quizzically. but then
realized what I meant.  Her breasts had not leveled off as she
expected.  Instead, they continued to swell, drawing the fabric taut
over her chest.

    Oh, she said with a bemused grin, I see.  You want DDs this
time.  She rolled her eyes skyward.  I swear.  Its never enough, is
it?  Meanwhile, her breasts had continued to expand.  Now comparable
to cantaloupes, her tits filled up the shirt and then some.  The hint
of cleavage became a deep cleft.  The shirt was definitely too tight
now.  Her breasts had now pulled it out of her pants, exposing her
flat belly.

   Jens first look of concern came when the top button popped off her
shirt.  Umm, she pleaded, Saul, is this about done?  My smirk
widened into a grin, and Jens tits also expanded.  A second and third
button quickly followed, leaving a large expanse of Jens cleavage
exposed.  With an almost visible shudder, her breasts gave one last
surge forward and popped off another button.

   Now, I said triumphantly, its done.

   Jen tugged on the shirt and managed to rip off the few remaining
buttons in the process.  Her breasts were the size of volleyballs.
Fully inflated volleyballs, too, for their firm mass jiggled
provocatively without sag.  Her areolae were the diameter of soup
bowls and centered on massive nipples that were easily as large as
quarters.  Saul! Jen hissed with more than a trace of menace.  What
the fuck did you do!?  You were supposed to make me a little bigger!
Now Im fucking huge!  I look like a damn freak!  She glared at me
angrily.

   Hey, I returned, dont get all huffy.  You want my help, you pay
the price.  I just told you that I liked you with big breasts.   I
didnt put a limit on how big I wanted to get them.

   Yeah, well, I wasnt expecting this, she grumbled.  I want you
to make me smaller.

   No can do.  You owe me, and this is the price.  You dont want to
pay it, fine.  But try explaining it to your friends.  They may buy
whatever line you fed them about being a B cup now, but there is no
way in hell theyll understand how your tits got this big overnight.

   Jen was unhappy with this, but it was clear that she was forced to
accept the situation.  She tried to fold her arms across her chest
indignantly, but failed miserably.  Her massive breasts were too big
and after a few quick attempts gave up.  I sidled up to her and put a
consoling hand on her arm.

   Besides, Jen, you do look fantastic.  I raised my other hand up
to a nipple and gave it a slight squeeze.  She jumped slightly, but
clearly enjoyed the touch.  I bent my head to the other nipple and
sucked on it gently.  The protrusion hardened and expanded, reaching
probably an inch and half into my mouth.  I could feel Jens reserve
melting away as I continued to suckle one tit while massaging the
other.  I switched after a minute and continued the process.  After
Jens moans became louder than whispers, I journey south.

   Jens tits dominated the top half of her torso, so I quickly passed
her navel and reached the waistline of her jeans.  With a few deft
manipulations, I opened up her jeans and pulled them off her.  A few
seconds later her panties dropped to the floor as well.  Jens pussy
glistened slightly.  I rubbed it gently with my right hand.  Jens
moans increased in intensity, especially when I flicked her clit.
Just before she slipped into an orgasm, I drew back my hand.

   She moaned unhappily, but I quieted her and led her over to the
bed.  As she lay down, I disrobed.  This came as a welcome relief to
my cock; the sight of Jen with her even larger tits had sent my libido
raging.   It was already 10 inches long and still growing when I
unsheathed it from my pants.  I rubbed it a few times, enjoying the
delicious sensation as I waited for it to quit expanding.

   Jen glanced up at me nervously, her eyes barely visible above her
massive mammaries.  Saul, she began.  that looks awful big.  Im
not sure I can handle it.  My dick was now about 13 inches long and
had a diameter close to 3 inches.

   Oh, come one, I chide her.  Shirley got this one in easy.
Jens eyes narrowed, but she said no more.  I got on the bed and knelt
in between her legs.  I placed the head of my cock at the entrance to
her pussy.  Gingerly, I pushed inward.  The going was incredibly
tight.  Despite being well-lubricated, her cunt struggled to
accommodate my manhood.

   Jen inhaled sharply as I began to penetrate her.  Good Lord,
Saul! she shrieked.  Thats too damn big!  Get it out!

   You didnt mind when I was doing this to Shirley, I replied
coldly.  I shoved a little more forcefully.

   Her eyes widened as my cock distended her cunt.  So what! she
yelped back.  This hurts, Saul!  Stop it!

   I ignored her and leaned forward yet again.  My chest rested
comfortably on her volleyball-sized tits and I gazed directly into her
eyes.  They were glazed over and tears were now streaming down her
face.  Jen was biting down fiercely on her lower lip as she tried to
contain another shriek.  Do you think I enjoy hurting other people?
I asked.  Do you think I want to make other people unhappy?  Well, I
dont, but because of you, Ive done just that.  Sure, you like to see
your enemies get it, but you dont seem to enjoy it now.  I collided
with a cervix and drew a cry of pain from her.  Well, now you know
what its like to be on the other side.

   I began pounding into her.  She wailed incoherently attempted to
struggle, but I pinned her arms down with mine.  My insistnt pounding
eventually stuffed almost my fulle length into her.  She screamed yet
perversely shuddered into an orgasm as I slammed through her cervix.
I climaxed soon after, and shot and shot deep inside of her.

   I pulled out and looked at her.  Jen was sobbing quietly, curled up
in a fetal position.  It was made slightly awkward by the bulk of her
breasts, but she didnt appear to care.  I spoke to her gently.  You
see, Jen, maybe you were right.  Maybe those girls did need a lesson.
But so did you.  You need to know that its not right to hurt other
people for your own gain.  Believe it or not, this hurt me, too.  So
from now on, Im not going to be your enforcer anymore.  You want to
hurt others, then get somebody else to do your dirty work.  I went to
the fridge and poured out a measure of the orange formula.  I set the
glass on the nightstand of the bed.  Wordlessly, I grabbed a towel and
headed into the bathroom.  After my shower, I returned to find an
empty glass, and no Jen.
