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Things were feeling crazy, I was overstimulated and my heart was ready to burst out of my chest. More than once I almost had an accident from just how out of it I was. Vaguely I had some sense of the light shifting around me, and when I glanced out my window I saw that the sun was already beginning to set. Fuck, had I really lost that many hours?

Despite my addled mental state, I made it home, but chose to sit in the car for a good five minutes trying to get my shit together. When I closed my eyes, I could still see blurry flashes of those visions. Temples, pyramids, jungles, animals mating and eating, what appeared to be human orgies.

What I was going to have to do was, go inside and ask my wife to take me to the local hospital to check me out, because this shit was far from normal. Even if I were to exclude the numerous life threatening brain conditions I might be suffering from, there was still the chance I was just a garden variety crazy. But crazy people don't know they're crazy, right?

Fuck it, maybe I just needed a shower and to sleep for a solid eights hours. If things were still shit tomorrow, well, the padded cell wasn't going anywhere. Eventually and with great trepidation, I entered my home.

I was greeted by a collection of new faces standing in my living room. I blinked in utter shock, unsure of how to react and wondering if perhaps my budding psychosis had gotten worse when I was saved by my wife.

"Honey!" Jess came to my side, handing me a drink, "you're just in time, the neighbours have come by."

Oh fuck, that's right. Jess had that stupid fucking idea to meet and mingle with the neighbours. I can honestly say, in that moment with my heart ready to explode in my chest and very real possibility I was having a mental breakdown I could not give less of a fuck about meeting these people.

But my wife was looking at with those eyes, silently pleading and I could tell that this was important for her. Ok, all I had to do was keep my shit together for an hour or so, right? So I sucked up my unease and fixed a smile to my face as she lead me over to the guests.

There was four of them, or rather, two couples. A married couple in their twenties and... oh my, a lesbian couple. I fought valiantly to keep my mind clear of depraved thoughts, but alas the battle was lost.

"This is Tom and Emma from next door,"

The first couple were disgustingly young and attractive, barely in their mid-twenties. The woman was short, stacked and Asian. She beamed a bright smile up at me and I was immediately taken with how adorable she was, and also how nice her tits looked in that shirt she was wearing.

"Ben, hi!" She shook my hand and held it for a moment within her own. They were soft and warm. "Welcome to the neighbourhood! Jess has told me all about you!"

"All about me?" I tried a laugh, "I hope not, I've been told I'm better in small doses...and at a distance."

That got a pleasant little giggle out of the young woman. "Oh I'm sure that's not true!" She gave my hand a little caress before releasing it, "You've got a lovely place here and I can tell by all these photos of smiling faces that Jess is lucky to have you."

I decided I liked her.

The husband shook my hand vigorously. He was slender, but lightly muscled and with a healthy tan that might have come from running or the like.

"You've got a firm grip," he noted, giving me an approving look, "you play much tennis?"

"Can't say I do," I shrugged, "haven't played much by way of sports in a while really, not since the kids came along."

Tom nodded sympathetically, "well, there's a tennis court fifteen minutes away from here that I go to after work. Really helps me unwind, you should try it out some time. We could play a few games."

"I'll definitely keep that in mind."

Jess was eager to introduce me to the next pair, and I was eager to meet them.

"And this is Barbara and Judi from across the road,"

The lesbian couple were middle aged women, but supremely attractive in their elegance. Age had touched them, but not really left any serious harm on their beautiful forms. Barbara was darker skinned, perhaps Hispanic, whereas Judi was pale and fairhaired. Both were incredibly stacked despite their age.

There was a maternal kindness to Barbara, and when we were introduced she gave me a kiss on the cheek that sent my body blazing. Judi on the other hand was a little more restrained, smiling politely and shaking my hand but not going beyond the niceties.

"You have a very charming young wife here," Barbara said, gesturing to Jess who blushed lightly under the praise, " I was coming out of the supermarket both arms full and this lovely young woman was kind of enough to help me carry them to the car!"

That was Jess alright. In the near decade I had been with her, she always took the time to help someone if they needed it. It was charming and why she was such a great mother to the kids, but I was often wary of her altruism getting her in trouble.

"Really, she made my day," Barbara was saying, still throwing a barrage of maternal compliments at my wife. "It's not every day that you get to meet such a bubbly, friendly person like Jessica."

"Oh, believe me," I said, wrapping an arm around Jess, " I know how lucky I am."

"and your children," she beamed, "oh they are just the cutest! I held little Sammy before and he gave me a great big smile!"

"They can be a handful sometimes, but ....yeah, they're great kids," I couldn't prevent my own proud smile. "What about you two?" I asked, "any kids?"

Though she tried to hide it, a forlorn look crossed Barbara's face. "Oh, no...no children for us,"

They were lesbians true, but that didn't stop people in this day and age. I had wondered if I overstepped and perhaps touched a nerve but then the other of the pair spoke up and crushed whatever guilt I had.

"Some women can be more than mothers and housewives," Judi interjected, chastising me lightly, "though we've had to work hard to overcome the sexism that is rampant in today's patriarchy, me and Barbara are both career driven. We don't really need to waste time conforming to conventional gender roles."

She wore a friendly enough expression as she explained all this, and slipped in a few jokes afterwards to keep the mood light, but I could tell that Judi was somewhat disdainful of me and Jessica's life together. I had seen the type before. Militant feminists who, for whatever reason, had been soured on traditional female norms and often on men in general.

But looking at Barbara, I could see that all was not well in their little feminist utopia. She might not have said anything, but I could tell she was nursing disappointment in not having kids. Not that she could voice it. Judi seemed like a controlling alpha bitch.

I made an internal note to spend as little time around her as possible.

We made idle chit chat for a while and I learned a little more about what was going on in the town and who my neighbours were. Tom worked as a personal assistant to the mayor of Lewdington, a job he seemed to take great pride in, whilst Emma worked at the local bakery. Judi was a lawyer of sorts, while Barbara worked as an accountant at the local bank.

The night wore on and I was talking to Barbara about the latest Netflix show I had watched when suddenly I felt...something. My eyes kept being drawn to her generous cleavage, her kissable lips. I would take every chance to glance at her tanned legs and felt my mouth water and my pulse quicken. Every time she moved, I'd watch and imagine the contours of her naked body.

For one frightening second everything got too much and I thought I was having a heart attack, but then the feeling changed to an odd sensation forming in my dick. I felt myself grow hard and shifted my stance uncomfortably. The warm, burning heat grew and so did my dick until I was painfully erect.

Pure madness. I could barely string sentences together to keep the conversation going; all I wanted to do was throw the woman down and fuck her in front of everyone.

It was all too much so I quickly excused myself and fled to the bathroom. My dick was straining against my pants as the sensation continued to pulse so I quickly freed my fleshy organ of its confines. What I saw left me in awe.

My dick was growing before my very eyes.

The shaft grew thicker and longer, moving from my average six inches to seven, eight, holy fuck it kept going. And not just my cock, my balls too had grown heavier, filled with seed desperate to be pumped out. While a steady stream of precum began to drool from the end of my cock. The process continued on for some time until finally it settled at ten inches long, pointing out proudly.

I was terrified of what had happened to my body, but I was also overwhelmed by an aggressive urge to jerk off. I didn't even hesitate to take my new and improved junk in hand, working it enthusiastically. Jesus, every pang of pleasure felt heightened in ways I hadn't thought possible.

So caught up was I in relieving myself, that I didn't hear the toilet door open behind me...