A very different Human race

Wakefulness came to me slowly, trickling in like a steady drip into a bucket. What an odd dream that was. I think. Wait, what happened in that dream? I tried to concentrate on the details, but all I could remember was the zoo and something about outer space. I guess I didn’t really care about the dream, just knew that it was probably interesting. I tried to think it through for a couple minutes, but it was a futile effort, as if the memory was being dumped just when I got close to recalling some details. Still fairly tired, I gave up on remembering and resigned myself back to sleep.

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Morning light filtered through the shutters, falling over my face. The pleasantly gentle warmth was welcome, the blinding brightness was not. Keeping my eyes shut, I groped around blindly for the blanket to pull over my face. That’s when I noticed there was something clamped to my right pointer finger. I groaned my distaste for mornings and finally opened my eyes.

The thing on my finger was white, with a long wire that snaked along the railing of the bed to a monitor. Delayed realization struck me. It’s an O2 monitor. This is a hospital, I’ve been hospitalized. How the fuck did I end up here?

I was about to start checking myself for injuries before I suddenly realized something was off about this room. This bed was fucking enormous! Easily the largest bed I’d ever seen. It seemed to stretch way out in all directions, like 6 or more king sized beds arranged into some enormous mega-bed. Why the fuck would they put me in the middle of such an enormous bed? No one would be able to examine me all the way over here, not to mention it was a staggering waste of materials.

Then I noticed the ceiling was also really really high up, like 15 feet over my head. What the fuck? I turned over to the similarly enormous window and realized the bed was higher than I was tall, meaning the room was at least two stories high. I was in a hospital room the size of an entire house.

The entire scene made me question if I was still dreaming, but it all felt way too real. Maybe I’m losing my grip on reality? That train of thought stopped me cold. My fists tightened, my heart rate skyrocketed.

I was completely paralyzed at a sudden, crushing realization: I could not remember my own name. While I was stuck in my own head, I barely noticed that the enormous door to my left began to creak open, but there’s no way I could have missed this nurse walking in. I felt her heavy footsteps before I actually heard them. My head snapped towards the sound, and my jaw nearly dropped off my face at the sight before me.

She was the largest human being I could have ever imagined. My mind was reeling as I tried to take in her amazing bulk. If I was standing on this enormous bed I probably still would not make it to eye level. Though I couldn’t say for sure because I wasn’t watching her eyes, my gaze was fixed on her positively titanic tits. Each of them had to be larger than her already enormous head, together they could probably cover my entire torso with flesh to spare. My eyes tracked those tits as they bounced heavily underneath her blue scrubs. I was so enraptured at this sight that I completely forgot I should have been absolutely terrified. It had only taken her a few steps to reach the side of my bed, but it took me a long moment after her tits stopped jiggling for me to realize she was no longer walking.

I pushed myself up into a more upright position. My eyes slowly tracked back up to her face to find her beaming down at me with a huge smile. “Look who’s finally awake!” She practically squealed in glee.

Still at a complete loss for words, I just kinda sat there staring at her. At least I managed to pick up my jaw. The very last thing I noticed about her was that she had blonde hair and blue eyes. Those weren’t really her most striking qualities.

She waited for a short moment before breaking the silence. “My my, you’re a big boy now! How are you feeling? Is your head okay?” She leaned down to get a closer look, and moved her hand over to my forehead, checking the temperature against the back of her hand which felt somewhat cold to me.Her dutiful examination had the unintended consequence of bringing her oversized mammaries down to the level of my eyes.

They had such a magnetic pull on me. I could feel myself starting to get hard down there, and also strangely light headed. Somehow, despite my growing boner, it did sink in that she was genuinely concerned for my health, and I decided to answer her questions. “I actually do feel a bit light headed.” Wait a sec, did she call ME a big boy? She stood back upright and I watched as her gaze shifted from my face to my groin. That's when I got my second biggest shock of the last few minutes.

My hospital gown was tented over the biggest boner I’d ever seen. “Holy shit!” I almost shouted. There’s no way that was my dick. It was at least twice as big as it should be, and that’s when I noticed my balls were also inflated to the size of oranges. I panicked, trying to pull the blanket down over my growing erection and what I thought was a horrific medical anomaly. I was terrified of what this giant nurse might do if I upset her, so I really wasn’t expecting to hear a girlish giggle.

I was completely mortified, but resisted the desire to slip under the blanket forever and bravely made eye contact again. “Well that’s a VERY good sign of your health! No need to be embarrassed, that's a perfectly natural reaction.” She was grinning from ear to ear, and continued “That would be the source of your lightheadedness. All that blood has to come from somewhere, don’t you think!” For a second there I could have sworn I saw her bite her bottom lip.

Despite her words I was still too mortified to say anything, and I could feel my boner continue to grow under the improvised blanket shield.

She stood there for a few more seconds waiting for me to say something again before she decided to continue her rounds, “Well, I should probably go get the doctor, she’s going to be SO HAPPY her baby boy is finally awake! I have to go check on my other patients now, but if you need ANYTHING at all, just press that call button,” she pointed at a small button on the headboard to my left that I had completely missed before, “and I’ll be right over!” She reached over to mess up my hair affectionately, got up and walked out of the room. The huge globes of her wide ass rolling up and down the whole way.

The whole interaction can’t have lasted more than a couple of minutes but my mind was still spinning out, trying to make sense of it all. How can a woman be so huge? How did my junk grow this big? Why was I in the hospital in the first place?

Wait, did she really call me the doctor’s baby boy? I didn’t have long to ponder the answers to these questions before I could hear more heavy footsteps outside my door.