You meet the boss!

*****

You awaken to a cock tapping your lips. You suckle it like a nipple as it leaks lubricant. You open your eyes and open wider to accept your breakfast. You see Bessie has swollen to colossal proportions in the scrotum department to keep you fed. You know when it’s coming by the twitch on the corner of her mouth as she holds back a smile and sighs in relief as she drains her overproductive balls.

“The boss will be here in a moment, I just thought you would like to eat before then,” Bessie explains as she finishes up.

“You made so much! I can see why!” You examine yourself and see you are bulging out all over.

“Your wombs are ready now. Usually we only stick to soft tissues like breasts and belly. Scrotum flesh.” You see each of your areas is large enough to fit an SUV.

“I’m massive, but what about—“

“—the rest? *Usually* isn’t the case this year. So we had to use our imagination. Your butt and hips were collecting fat extremely quickly, so we are going to use those too!”

You turn to see a well endowed woman in holiday attire arriving on a fork lift.

“That’s the boss, Ms. Claus!” Bessie nudges you. “How was your trip to the Mexican factory, Ma’am?”

“Pedro isn’t ready and I doubt he ever will be. It’s a write off. And that was the last of them. Not a single factory to make the bots we need by Christmas!”

Ms. Claus carefully pulls her cock off the fork lift. Her balls rest on the trailer behind her. She is as big around as…

“Ma’am. Pleased to meet you. I’m Nick,” you introduce yourself.

“What have we here, Bessie?”

“This is that special project I requested to lead. Rather than growing you a husband from scratch, I thought to find a cum-slut and mold him into what you need. I think he’s ready and not just to start production, but to fulfill our backlog and make everyone’s Christmas a happy one!”

“I see the butt and hip augments. Nick, do you understand what we are asking of you? Even after your job is done here and you collect your final payment, you will always remain fertile. A load up your ass well impregnate you in more than one place. Your breasts aren’t going to disappear. You will always look fat and curvy.”

“And he only eats cum now!” Bessie interjects.

“…Really? That’s your secret?”

“It just happened. I didn’t do anything special. Maybe he’s magic!”

“Yes, I can’t wait to get that cock into me!” You agree.

The boss lines up her cock with your own. “How do I get it in there?”

“That’s tricky if you can’t reach. Let me help…”

Bessie pulls open your urethra to massive proportions and you can’t wait as she slowly pulls you wide. The boss looks impressed as your rubbery penis-turned-fuckhole stretches tens of feet until it snaps around her cockhead like a condom.

“You don’t have to hold back…” you tell her.

“I’m not! It just takes a moment to cum with a cock this size! So tell me, Nick, as a guy, why did you take a job that is more suited for the traditional role of a woman?”

“I mean, I don’t know…I needed a job. The pay is good. Everyone actually appreciates me, that’s a plus. My co-workers are all really hot, and they all have dicks so it’s easy to see that they like me. Can’t hide boners that big, right?”

“Ho ho ho,” she laughs. “No we can’t! How do you feel about your changes? You are basically a woman minus the vagina. A shemale. That doesn’t bother you?”

“It gives me confidence, actually. I mean, out in the world, I doubt anyone would find me attractive. But I think I’m sexy, and everyone here can’t keep their dicks out of me…so and now you are here and you *supposedly* came in an instant after getting it in…to which I have seen no results but I’ll take your word for it. So I’m happy with my feminine shape.”

“And your size? We aren’t talking about DD breasts or ones the size of beach balls. You are literally big enough to fit a full-sized SUV in each one of them. Your belly, balls and even your butt cheeks and hips are that size, bulging out with fertile room to impregnate. I’m going to take each of your wombs in turn and fill them with my jelly. See that’s why it takes so long to cum. My semen is so thick it’s like white jelly.”

“Do you want my belly to jiggle like a bowl full of jelly?” You ask with a giggle.

“It’s almost here! Yes, I have such a belly fetish!”

“Me too! That was the first thing that got me hooked onto this job.”

“I got a big warehouse so you can get as big as you want…” Bessie adds.

You feel Ms. Claus’s cum jelly enter your balls. You feel a tingle in your scrotum and not just from the volume. It’s already started. You also feel a tingle in your breasts and then wetness running down your breasts. You can’t see your nipples, but you see milk dripping onto the floor. You see them visibly swelling.

“I’m lactating…” you announce. “A lot!”

“Bessie didn’t you bring the hoses?”

“Crap! Let me send them over.” She sends a text. “It’s on us until they get here, so use your lips!”

Ms. Claus and Bessie clamp onto you nipples and drink even as Ms. Claus deposits her jelly into you. The swelling slows as two expert lips clamp down and suck out your milk.

After several minutes, two trucks drive up dragging hoses with large funnels on the end. They pull them to your leaking breasts and swap with the mouths on them. The suction is more intense with the hoses.

“I hope you like your women with big bellies, too!” Bessie shows off her taut round belly even wider than her curvy frame.

“I have a thing for milk and cookies.” Ms. Claus, a thicker woman, carries her weight more easily. She pulls out of your urethra with a snap of your urethra closing up, but the shaft is still immensely distended. “You fed me the milk, now I’ll get your cookie.” She moves around back and you feel your cheeks which had swollen together begin to be pushed apart by her warm, slick pole.

“Your milk production is going to cause your breasts to produce faster than the machine can remove it. So you are going to get really big boobs,” Bessie explains.

“It’s every guy’s dream to have big knockers,” Ms. Claus chuckles. “I bet you are the only one that dreams to have them swelling with milk from being impregnated by your shemale boss. Fuck your cheeks have swollen together tight.”

“Maybe I need a chimney installed,” you laugh.

“I’ll cum down your chimney tonight,” Ms. Claus grunts as she pushes hard to work her meatpole between your cheeks.