Hallucination? Dream? Reality?

Adam seemed to be hallucinating or dreaming. Vivid, yet unbelievable images flashed through his mind as he slipped in and out of consciousnesses:

• Adam looked up at Christine, who towered above his numb body. She had taken of her cum stained glasses and her ruined cardigan. However her top was totally drenched by his cum as well, a fact that made it completely see through and revealed something that definitely wasn't there before. He knew for sure that Christine had tiny tits. But now he saw on her chest a very visible pair of very big breasts. And he saw how Christine squeezed them with her arms, how she moaned, and how she smiled.
  
  And as Adam continued to watch, to weak to speak, he was mesmerized: He could see in slow motion how Christine's luscious breasts still grew, how they increased in volume and size, slowly, bit by bit. This impossible sight caused growth in his own body, or rather in a very specific part of it: But the blood that rushed into his member was missing elsewhere and Adam lost consciousness again.

• Adam got shaken out of his dream of a huge titted goddess, who looked like Christine, when his head repeatedly and uncomfortably did hit on something hard. He felt the pain not only in his head, but on his whole backside, again and again. His head and vision were not only blurry, but weirdly upside down. He looked up and groaned, when he saw Christine again. One of her hands held onto his lower left leg, while the other strongly gripped his massive and erect cock, which was clearly yet again bigger than he remembered. Adam blinked, barely able to stay awake, and then realized what Christine was doing: She hauled him up the staircase towards his room, and instead of his second leg she used his monster shaft as leverage. And soon his head painfully pumped into another stair.

• Yet again Adam opened his eyes, and yet again all he could see was Christine. Not the Christine he knew, but a huge titted goddess. How she fondled and squeezed a pair of delicious, breathtaking and bountiful orbs through her cum drenched top, before she pulled down the thin fabric and set them free. Revealing them in all their glory, each crowned with a big areola and juicy nipple.
  
  Then their eyes met, and Adam saw how Christine's mouth opened and closed again several times, as if she was talking to him. But he couldn't make out the words. She must have realized that he didn't understand her, because she soon bent forwards and over him, to check on him, to press her hand on his forehead. And as she did so, Adam's vision was completely filled with the swaying of her abundant breasts. All he could see, all he could think of was her enormous bosom. And that was the last image in his mind before his vision faded again.