Storm off

You've had enough clowning around. You get up and knock the chair to the ground. Marching right up to the still smiling girl, you shove your finger into her non-existent cleavage. "This is bullshit. I came her to get a blowjob. To get some babe to take my cock down her throat. Not to be thrown around by some tit-less wonder. I'm leaving. You can fuck off!"

You march off to go find that sexy acrobat from earlier with every intention of face fucking her until her throat is raw and her lips are chapped. You can't help but throw one last parting shot over your shoulder, "and grow some tits while you're at it!" That'll teach her.

"Wait!" She runs up to you and puts her hand on your chest. She's on the verge of tears. "I can do that!"

"Fuck off." You try to move around her, but she stops you again.

"No wait! I can do that. Just watch!" She brings her thumb to her mouth and gives you a little smile. Taking a deep breath, she places her thumb in her mouth and blows as hard as she can. Incredibly, her chest begins to swell up. Her tiny tits grow from A cup to B and then from B to C. "Ta-da!" She bounces a bit for emphasis.

You stand there in stunned silence for a full minute. The little clown's smile is starting to falter. There was something oddly arousing about that. "Can you do that again?" you ask.

Beaming, she repeats the process. C's grow to D and then to DD. "You like?" She shakes them from side to side and nearly throws herself off balance. You get an idea.

Still staring at her tits, "Bigger."

At first, she looks worried, then determined. Blowing again into her thumb, DD's swell into DDD's and finally massive EE cup breasts dominate her tiny body. So much so, that her miniature frame isn't enough to support them and she falls onto her back with a comical squeak.

Recognizing an opportunity, you throw off your pants and free your (somewhat confused) boner. You hoist her massive breasts into the air by her nipples and ram your cock between them. For being so large, they are surprisingly light and perky. You don't care enough to think about it, though.

"Oh, you liked that trick, huh? Well, I got another that I'm sure..." She begins.

"Oh, just shut up and hold your tits up!" You're tired of her yapping.

Her face drops a bit but she follows your instructions. Once your hands are free, you reach over and grab handfuls of her blue and green hair. You give her head a yank and drive your newly extended cock through her mounds and into her mouth.

You thrust your hips back and forth through the grand canyon of cleavage and dive into her lips. With each thrust your tug her head forward making her take as much cock as she can reach.

Your lust takes over and there is no thought into your head except to enjoy her tits and fuck her face. Your own face takes on a look of rabid madness and pleasure. Your animalistic groans are the only sounds accompanying the *slapslapslap* as you thrust into her tit flesh and the *mwahmwahmwah* as your cock slides in and out of her mouth.

You feel yourself building to climax. Gripping the sides of her head with both hands, you thrust as deep as you can into her open maw and let loose.

You cum like a fire hose. Your man-juice pours out of you uncontrollably. Almost immediately it fills her throat and starts firing backwards out her mouth and nose. Letting her head fall to the ground, you stand up, still orgasming. You paint her face and tits as you continue to spill your seed everywhere.

Eventually, the torrent subsides to a dribble. For a moment you look at your victim, tits deflating, and become worried that she may have actually drowned in your man goo. Just then, she hacks and coughs up a wad of, well, your wad. In one hand she holds a tiny white flag and waves it back and forth. Where the hell did she get that?

Behind you, you hear something. The trapeze artists are clapping and cheering for you.

If you weren't already dead, this would be the weirdest day of your life. You quickly tug your pants back on and make your way out of there as fast as you can.