Anya

There were now four women now dreaming of him. Each mixing their own dream aesthetic, each unknowingly giving a piece of it to him.

Ed's body heated up quickly, pressure and pleasure building within him. Letting out a throaty moan as it began, new strong muscles knit together as skin stretched. Bones quietly breaking and building back larger. His body had stretched nearing 6 feet tall, broadened chest strengthened further with his size.

His chest swelled, taking a deep breath, feeling the strength tensing over him. Finally looking to see what caused these feelings.

What caught his eyes first was the now solid shelf of his pecs, proudly sitting on his chest. His hands found the bulging midriff cutting lines that his fingers now traced down. And there it was, his demanding manhood pulsing almost painfully, achingly strained. And its new full mast, it pushed easily 10 inches and large enough even new larger hands could not fit around. Boldy fighting for space beneath, his large churning balls were swollen, now short of baseballs. His meaty thighs now looked like years of running had flooded in.

Broken from his own voyeurism,“God! You are gorgeous, Ed.”, Anya’s, still panting, face rising up between his legs. While her sultry gaze began to focus on him, her hands were busy pulling her dress over her head. Frantically her hands unclasp her bra, shrugging it off her shoulder, falling at her feet. Her smile rose as her eyes saw her new throbbing prize.

Ed watched happily leaning forward with interest. Her breasts were compressed into his head, her hands wrapping his base. She looked up at him with her satisfied eyes. His head bent down, lips falling to pleading lips. He felt the slightest of quivering from her as they touched. One of her hands fell away from him. Quickly sliding down, roughly kneading her entrance.

“I”, her breath caught. “May I have that in me? I’m ready.” Her size dreams clearly being lived, squirming her hips between his legs.

Ed nodded ‘Yes’ thoughtlessly.

Deftly they stood to their feet, folding herself into a kneel on the bed over him. Still her hips moved invitingly, now pressing his defiant sputtering organ between them. She raised herself for just a moment guiding his jutting bulge to her, before lowering herself with a shaky moan. His hands roaming chest, being thrust into his touch. Her hips worked him lower, willing her walls apart further, deeper. So much new flesh, new rigid cock sent many blissful signals, now moaning to her work. Anya laced her hand around his neck, pulling for a kiss.

Feeling her moans into their kiss was next level for him. His hips are slightly bucking now, in time. A hand grabbing at her shoulder, another on her pumping hip. His groans turned into growls. Leaning forward and throwing himself to his feet. Anya now held aloft from Ed’s strong arms and still fairly impaled on him, only further lubricating him. Her hands grabbing at his head at the shock of the movement, soon relent as his hips begin again. Her legs locked behind him to steady herself. And further now, deeper still he now throbbed in her. Her entire sex constricted at once, shaking up through her.

Still his hands held her aloft and his hips pushed on, undeterred. Rhythmic the wet sack slapping her, loosing a moan with each thrust. Her head had fallen back as he continued to pound her, nearly shoving her down on himself in kind. His speed increased and did his growls. He could see his faint outline of his rigid staff pumping in her, and a deep guttural moan erupted from Ed at the sight.

His rutting was now becoming savage, and the churning began. Woken for a brief moment as the head surged inside her. His warm seed filled her quickly, leaking steady sputtering streams to the floor. He roared and she screamed, he cut short as her brain backfired and head rolled back again.

Moving to lay her where he’d been sitting on the bed. The -shulk- sound of the still throbbing tool slowly pulled from her. It was still sputtering in its light flexes, throwing warm globes over her chest.

Finished, the final drip fell onto the cold calculating, turned needy puddle. He turned to see…