adjusting Gia

Gia breathed hard, clenching her teeth and whimpering as she then proceeded to unhook her bra. "Damn you ... !" she hissed softly, her eyes evidently taking his huge erection to be the "you" she meant. "Damn you ... I know I shouldn't do this, I know it, but ... I'm a woman ... " She let her bra fall away, leaving her topless as she quickly ran her hands through her hair, letting it spread out more wildly. "... and you're so fucking -- MALE ...!"

And with that, she damn near sprang at his erection, her mouth greedily sucking in that dollop of precum as she made her cleavage a nice groove for stroking the underside of his shaft.

It vaguely occurred to Gunnar that, nice as this was, he rather wished he had more cushion, specifically chest cushion, for the proverbial pushin' -- and no sooner did he wish that then he was very pleasantly surprised to see Gia's already remarkable breasts enlarge before his eyes, like stop-motion photography of two loaves of bread rising in an oven. Her great silky soft knockers kept growing until they rose and enveloped his shaft, and he groaned with that pleasure.

He chuckled inwardly. As if telepathy and powerful mental suggestion were not enough, he realized that, in a tightly intimate situation such as this, he could momentarily bend existence so as to scuplt Gia to his physical desires of the moment.

He found that very handy, for Gunnar was sensible enough to understand that he could do an ordinary woman serious grievous damage with his new cock. Now, however, as he meditatively titfucked Gia, happily kneading her new megamammaries with his hands, he dared to consider her pussy.

He ripped her panties off, then carried her over to the bed. One side of it was still dry, and he set her ass there as he backed away somewhat.

Gia's eyes went huge with sudden horror. "Oh my God ... Oh my God, you can't ... you can't be serious ... !"

BUt she read his intent clearly, all right. In spite of herself, he most primal instincts for self-preservation kept slamming her knees together, but Gunnar slowly and playfully kept spreading them far apart with his overpowering arms. She damn near hyperventilated with sheer terror as he nuzzled his glans against her hot moist twitching vulva, then looked truly amazed as he slowly eased right into her.

By all rights it should have been brutal, but Gunnar was pleased to find that the same powers that had just now instantly gifted Gia with surely J-cup juggs now enabled her inner body to fully accomodate him. He could gently and vaguely feel her internal organs obligingly shifting somwhat to make way for him, and when at last he felt her cervix impossibly opening wide and suctioning him even deeper into her, she gasped "Oh my God! I've never been so full of -- MAN!" and she was quite right about that, it would be well nigh impossible for any other man in Earth's histroy to come even close to Gunnar's penetration of her.