Better than I could have hoped, but with a twist.

It seemed like the time till my next appointment flew by, I couldn’t believe that I found a woman who would help me live out my deepest darkest fantasies. Carrie had taken to my fantasy easier than I thought, she was encouraging me and pushing me to go farther in most ways. The first week I was no longer allowed to wear male underwear as Carrie had thrown out all my old ones. She then took me shopping and I was amazed at the sheer types and styles of panties that existed for women. I could feel my dick get hard at the thought that from now on this is what I would wear. The idea of seeing a thong or tiny G-string poke out the top of my soon-to-be huge ass sent a shiver up my spine.

Carrie had helped me shave my entire body, so it was now devoid of all hair. It felt so strange and made my skin feel so much more sensitive. When Carrie was still at work, I would model in front of the full-length mirror in my lingerie imagining myself growing and expanding more and more. I felt my cock get hard and poke out of my panties. I started to jerk off as I imagined my breasts and ass the same size as my mother. It wasn’t long before I imagined them growing much larger than she was, this fantasy had my cock twitching as I came in my panties. I had started to notice that when I would play with my nipples or jerk my cock, my moans were more girly. I no longer grunted like a man when I would fuck Carrie, or she would fuck me.

After the first week, Carrie measured my chest to see how my growth had progressed. She grinned then pulled a small little A-cup bra out of my lingerie drawer and handed it to me. I could not place the emotion that I felt seeing that I now had real breasts. I had to wear a bra, it was a small one, but I knew soon I would outgrow this and many more. My fantasy was slowly coming true, and that night Carrie let me fuck her while she played with my little breasts. The constant stimulation of my nipples had caused them to become very sensitive. I could reach an orgasm very easily by just nipple stimulation alone.

My breasts were not the only thing growing, my nipples had grown larger and were now the size of pencil erasers. My areola had grown and expanded, now about the size of a half-dollar coin, and had become a little puffy. I was still able to work without much issue due to my chest still being small. Carrie warned me that once I started to grow larger I would have to bind my chest to keep people from finding out about my breasts.

Friday of the second week, my small little A-cup bras were too uncomfortable to wear, and Carrie measured me again. She grinned and handed me a new bra without telling me the cup size. Examining it, I came in my panties just from finding out I was now a full B-cup. That weekend I played the dutiful wife for Carrie, cooking and dressing sexy for her. It started to turn me on looking for outfits that helped me look sexy and show off my breasts. My home life was changing rapidly, and I could not get enough of taking care of Carrie. We would watch a movie I found myself wanting to crawl between her legs and eat her pussy more often than not. At night Carrie would fondle my breasts and on occasion stroke my cock to get me worked up. When I was not eating her out, I was on my hands and knees getting fucked while I moaned out like a little whore.

I still got to fuck her a good deal and our sex life was better than I could imagine. I started to enjoy being the woman in our relationship. It was easier for me to get off toying with my nipples while she fucked me. My ass had started to get very sensitive and with the larger dildo she had been using it rubbed up against my prostate. Carrie started making me call it my G-spot and I often begged her to use the larger toy on me. I needed to work up to the giant toy I saw at the sex shop, it was now an unhealthy obsession. I would make sure to wear my Size Queen choker when we had sex.

I often found myself absently rubbing my nipples when I was home alone. The doctor had warned us to stay away from nipple stimulation as it would cause any number of side effects. I didn’t care, I loved how sensitive they had become. I wanted nothing more than to make them so sensitive that I would uncontrollably orgasm with the slightest stimulation on them. When I would watch videos or read magazines on how to be the perfect housewife I would be constantly moaning out while I played with one nipple.

In week three I had a scare at work, one of my female co-workers was eyeing me funny and I soon found out why. When I went to the bathroom, I found that my chest binder had come loose, and the shape of my breasts was visible. I did my best to bind myself as tightly as I could stand just so I could get through work. She continued to look at me funny trying to figure out if she was seeing things no doubt. She had even tried bumping into me to prove her suspicions. She grinned at me, and I swear she mouthed “I know” to me once.

Maybe I was just paranoid, but it excited the hell out of me. The thought of her finding out and making me show her my breasts made my dick hurt. I had to go to the bathroom and jerk off just to calm down. The rest of the day I hoped I was able to keep from being found out. When I told Carrie about it, we had a long talk and she decided it was time for me to start working from home. This would help avoid any unwanted attention, she told me that she was not ready to show me to the world yet... I stripped down for my weekly measuring session. Carrie noticed that I was wearing a new bra. I turned bright red when she shook her finger at me.

“Looks like someone could not wait for her sizing, I’m going to have to punish you for this one.” She grins and crooks her finger at me to come closer. Whispering in my ear in a sexy voice. “So, how long have you been sneaking into the future lingerie drawer? You are a full C-cup now I see; how does it feel to have breasts that most women would kill to have? How does it make you feel knowing that they will only get bigger? Tell me how badly you want to have bigger tits than your fiancé. How you jerk off knowing that soon you will have the biggest breasts in the house.” Rubbing her breasts against mine caused me to moan out like a common whore. That night Carrie revealed her newest strap-on, I found myself licking my lips in anticipation of feeling it slide into my ass.

Carrie took me up to the bedroom and made me strip down, she had the strap-on attached and was jerking it off while watching me. She grinned and pointed to the ground in front of her. “Get it nice and wet for me my little slut, tonight the lube we use will come from your mouth.” Looking at her with a little shock I found myself dropping to my knees and taking hold of her strap-on. I looked up at Carrie and she smiled down at me. “It’s ok baby, I will be gentle I know this is your first time sucking a cock.” Carrie lets out a little laugh and guides my head to the toy. I slowly open my mouth and start to suck on the strap-on. I do my best to blow the toy while Carrie encourages me, she pulls me off the toy and grins.

“Not bad for your first time, though you are going to need a lot of practice if you are going to be a proper little house whor… I mean wife.” Carrie’s expression was like the Cheshire cat as she stroked my cheek. “Now get on the bed and lay back, I want to look in your eyes when I fuck you tonight.” Carrie follows me up on the bed and crawls between my legs. She slowly pushes the toy into my ass, and I wince a little as the larger toy slides inside me. “Relax baby, it's not even near the size of the toy you wanted at the store.” She giggled as she started to slowly work the toy in and out of my hole. As she fucked me, she was grabbing my breasts and squeezing them roughly. “You like that don’t you my big-titted whore, cry out for me like a little slut would.” With the added stimulation of her playing with my breasts, I started to moan out. I reached down and started to jerk off my cock while she fucked me. It didn’t take long for me to reach my first orgasm, cum erupting out of my cock and pooling on my stomach.

The rest of the weekend was a blur as we took turns fucking each other. Carrie was getting more into degrading me and it excited me to no end. She was getting better at degrading me and coming up with more ways to describe my growing breasts. We spent the remaining time that weekend naked or in just lingerie. Carrie had started to show me how to put on makeup like a good wife should. I only wished my face looked more feminine, to help I had started to grow my hair out. I could not wait for my next appointment because it was only a week away.

The last week before my appointment seemed to drag on. I was unable to control myself with thoughts of getting another shot to help my breasts grow. I was disappointed as my growth had slowed down this last week. I wondered what kind of wonder **** or procedure could help me get wider hips and the huge ass that I had dreamed about for so long. Carrie had given me a D-cup bra that squeezed my breasts uncomfortably. I did my best to stay out of the larger-sized bras as Carrie loved seeing my reactions to knowing my new size. My nipples had grown even larger, and my areola had expanded as my breasts grew. In our last sex session, I noticed that my breasts were larger than hers. I had come so hard that night as I teased her that her fiancé had larger breasts than she did.

Friday afternoon I came home to see Carrie's car in the driveway as well as a car I did not recognize. When I walked through the door, I heard her and another woman laughing as they talked. I could not make out what they were saying as I rounded the corner to the living room. Carries eyes light up and I notice that my sister is sitting next to her. They were laughing and carrying on before they noticed me standing in the doorway.

“Oh, hi lover! Your sister Emily has been telling me all kinds of secrets about you.” She grinned at me and then winked. “I’ve been telling her a few secrets of yours as well. I never knew you two used to be so close growing up.” Carrie teased me and I started to panic, wondering if she had told her about my fantasies. If she had told my sister, if she told her how I was fulfilling my deviant fantasies. Instinctively I pulled my arms over my bound chest to hide my growing breasts. Watching, I felt a sense of dread as her eyes looked at me up and down. I turned a shade of red as her eyes locked in on my chest and she grinned, I knew then that Carrie had told her.

Emily stood up and I started to notice the changes her body had gone through. My eyes locked in one of her much larger breasts, straining her top and bouncing as she stood up. She used to be the same size as Carrie but now... now they are so much larger. The next thing I noticed was her pregnant belly as she awkwardly walked to me. She hugged me tightly and I felt her big belly push up against my own, her breasts rubbed up against my own and my nipples started to harden in my chest binder. She kissed my cheek then I could feel her breath in my ear as she whispered to me. “Carrier told me everything dear brother, I had no clue how kinky you were. How you lusted after our mother's massive tits, I’m not as big as her but I am growing dear brother. Apparently, growing giant curves run in the family when we get pregnant. Do you think I will grow as big as Mom did, will I need to get knocked up a few times before I’m as big as she is? Are you that fucked up that you will start lusting after my huge curves as well? Or are you too busy growing your breasts? Carrie told me that tomorrow you are going to get yourself wider hips and a huge ass. I can’t wait to see what you will look like. I always wanted a sister growing up, maybe we could dress up and go out sometime. Would you like that? A girl's shopping date with your beautiful fiancé Carrier and myself?” I started to panic as I pulled away from her, how could Carrie betray me like that? I pulled back and looked at Carrie who was grinning at me.”

“You… you told her? I thought we talked about this; we were not going to tell anyone till we were ready.” I say with a good deal of panic in my voice.

So many things ran through my mind as I watched Carrie walk up behind my sister and rub her belly. She winked at me and then blew me a kiss. I watched as she pulled up my sister's shirt exposing her round belly. I could see the skin already tight and straining under the growth of her child. “Does this turn you on honey? Imagine me with a belly growing big like this with our child, once I give birth though.” Carrie smiled at me and looked at my sister. “You told me that you would even breastfeed our children while I go back to work. I know how much that turns you on honey, I know how perverted your little desire is. Tell Emily what kind of a deviant pervert you are, tell her just how naughty you are.” Carrie said with a thick seductive tone.

I was in shock; How could Carrie tell my sister everything about my fantasies? The worst part was that my sister seemed to enjoy taunting me with my fantasies. Never in my life had I felt so **** before. Even though I was fully clothed I felt so naked, with all my perverted private fantasies exposed to my sister. “How could you tell her? I…I” Looking at the floor I trailed off not knowing what else to do or say. I stood in the living room in front of my fiancé and my little sister dumbfounded. The worst part was my dick was straining against my panties.

My sister laughed at my discomfort as she rubbed her big pregnant belly. “What if I told you that I’m only four months along? Imagine how BIG I will get when I’m about ready to pop.” She grabbed her breasts and let them bounce as she emphasized the word big. I could not take my eyes off her breasts as they jiggled from her dropping them. Emily grins at me before she starts taunting me again.

“How horny would you be if I told you more than one baby is growing inside my belly. Just how big do you think I will get? How wide do you think my hips will spread from the strain of this pregnancy? Mom’s ass ballooned when she was pregnant just how big do you think my ass will grow?” She cups her breasts once more and grins at me. “What about my breasts, how big do you think they will get? When my milk comes in, they are already so sore from growing so fast. I must rub udder care on them daily to keep from getting stretch marks.” My sister looks at me with a seductive grin knowing what this was doing to me. “You might want to get some for yourself if what Carrie has told me is true.”

My sister continues to taunt me, my dick continues to strain against my panties. It was starting to hurt and I knew I needed to cum so badly. I could not believe that my little sister was taunting me like this. She knew about my secret fetish thanks to Carrie; she was even pushing me with her pregnant body. The sight of her big belly and what it was doing to her body excited me. I wondered what Carrie would look like with a big pregnant body like my sisters. It was so strange hearing my sister like this, I thought she was a reserved and innocent woman. She seemed to me like she would marry and have a nice happy family. I looked and noticed she didn’t have a ring on, I also don’t remember hearing about her having a boyfriend.

Standing here feeling my cock start to twitch I started to wonder was everyone in my family was as fucked up as myself. I just wanted to run away and hide, to escape this erotic and terrifying situation. I looked at Carrie who was rubbing her legs together and looked a little flush. She was clearly just as turned on by this entire exchange as I was. I watched as Emily fixed her shirt back over her belly to make herself look presentable again. She sat back down and laughed as she pointed out to Carrie the outline of my now hard cock.

“Looks like you can hardly contain yourself big brother, how badly do you want to see Carrie's belly grow? How horny would you get standing in your wedding dress with your giant breasts spilling out? On display for everyone at the wedding. Carrie standing across from you with a dress made specifically to accent her hugely pregnant belly. I would be your maid of honor; I wonder if Carrie has any fucked-up friends who would be willing to stand in as hers.” She beamed at me and rubbed her belly. I looked over at Carrie, who seemed to like that idea. I moved my hands to my crotch to cover up the wet spot that had formed. I had orgasmed from hearing my sister describe my fucked-up lude wedding. I felt so ashamed and aroused at the same time. Hoping that Emily didn’t see the wet spot from me blowing my load in my panties, I tried not to blush.

“That does sound like a great idea, what do you think baby? Should I take fertility **** to give me a huge belly like your sisters? Just think of the fun we could have on our honeymoon. From what Emily has told me her libido has grown out of control, could you imagine me super horny and pregnant? By the looks of it, you like the idea. I see my poor little wife-to-be could not contain herself and made a mess in her panties. Look at her try and hide the mess Em.” Carrie laughed and Emily giggled while motioning for me to sit down across from them.

I sheepishly sit down and can’t believe what is going on right now. My sister was going to be a part of my sick fantasy and she seemed to be turned on by it quite a bit. I had always wanted my mother to be part of my fantasy to the point where we could talk about our huge assets. I had never in my life thought that my sweet little sister would develop like my mother had. Nor had I ever thought that she would be this supportive. Sitting down on the couch I do my best to hide the tent in my pants. Carrie just smiled at me and knew how embarrassed I was in this situation.

“Don’t feel bad baby, I know you were not expecting me to tell your secret to your sister.” Carrier tried to reassure me and smiled warmly at me. “When I started talking to her, she seemed so very into our changing situation and I’m starting to think your family is totally fucked up. I wonder if you two get your deviant streak from your mother. Could you imagine if she gets as turned on with this situation as both you and your sister do?”

Standing up Carrie goes and gets the measuring tape for my weekly growth measurement time. Instinctively I pull off my shirt and start to unwrap my breasts, I was mostly done unbinding my breasts when I heard a giggle from my sister. I sheepishly look at Carrie and she can see the begging in my eyes. “Are we going to do this in front of Emily?” I whined and knew I had very little hope of doing this later.

“This is what you wanted love, you wanted to display your big-ol-titties to the world. Your fantasy was degrading you in front of your family and friends. So, get those fat titties out and show them to your sister. Let her watch as I measure them so she can so how horny you get seeing how large they are.” She laughed as I did what she said, I felt the cold air against my very sensitive nipples causing me to moan out. I heard Emily whistle as she watched the show unfold, Carrie finished up and looked at me. “Do you want to know how big you are now baby? How close are you to blowing your load again?”

Carrie looks at Emily and lets out a laugh. “You are now a solid DD-cup baby, not as much growth this week as last, maybe in your next appointment we can get them to grow again.” Carrie taunts me and I feel my cock twitching and spewing out more cum. It filled my panties and the wet spot in my pants grew larger. Emily smiled at me and then stood up slowly, her balance was off, and she almost fell back. Carrie tried to catch her, but both fell back onto the couch. Carries hands had slid up and cupped my sister's breasts on accident. This caused both of them to laugh and Carrie helped them both stand up.

“Well now, I’m going to go and take care of myself. This entire situation has gotten me worked up; it does not help my hormones are all out of control. I can’t wait to see you once you get some more work done, big brother. Well guess I should say big sister now, you will need a new name for the next time I see you.” I watch as Carrie walks my sister out to her car, I sit on the couch thinking about everything that has just happened. Never in my entire life had I imagined a situation like this, my sister was turned on by me changing myself. Turned on by my sick fantasy I felt so ashamed and wondered just how far this would go.

Carrie walked back into the bedroom and smiled at me. “Well lover, let's clean you up and then head to bed. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow, I can’t wait to see what kind of treatment the doctor will have for you.” She took my hand and led me upstairs then into the shower. She washed both of our bodies and made sure to tease my breasts as much as I could. I felt my knees get weak as I had several orgasms from her teasing my breasts. We dried off and then headed to bed, I lay next to Carrie naked in silence. I was still trying to wrap my brain around everything that was going on. My sister knew my secret, would she tell my mother, how much would she be involved with my changes now? What kind of **** or procedures would the doctor have to help me get the ass and hips I so desperately wanted.

I fell asleep hearing Carrie moaning as she used her favorite toy to fuck herself as the world around me went dark. My dreams were a mess of lewd and twisted desires and experiences. I woke not remembering any of them but felt all too frequent wet spots in the sheets. Every morning now I wake with a wet dream and the mess to go with it. Looking around I noticed the bed was empty and I found a note on Carries' side of the bed.

“Had to run a few errands this morning, will meet you at your appointment.” XOXO Carrie

Getting up I clean the bed like a good housewife would before I take a shower and get dressed. Luckily Carrie had not put out any clothes for me to wear for this appointment, so I just put on some baggy clothing over my panties and bra. Getting in my car I drove to my appointment and the closer I got the harder my cock got. I was so excited to get another round of treatments to help my breasts grow even larger than my now DD-cup ones. Wondering what kind of miracle **** the doctor might have to give me the lower half I so desired. I pulled into the parking lot and adjusted my hard cock so it would not be uncomfortable while I walked inside. I saw Carrie's car and smiled knowing she was there for my next set of treatments. I opened the door, and the receptionist was chatting away with Carrie when I walked in.