Easy Daydreaming

Eli threw on clothes quickly and she followed him out to the car. He threw on his loud rock and roll, as he took off to the mall. ‘Eli’s car, so Eli’s music’ the argument she’d lost every time, ringing in her head.

Kat rolled the window down, resting her head into her shoulder feeling the wind. The warm early summer sun lightly warms her. The world fell away, the dream coming for her again.

Her hand rubbing up her ample chest, straight to its peak. Well passed handfuls and infinitely more sensitive. Circling and tweaking her rosy nips, thrusting out her chest with a sharp inhale. Seeing her arms, having the size of definition of a pro builder. Billowed biceps stirred against gorged triceps, capped with jutting shoulders.
Her other hand worked down her solid chest. The trembling pectorals holding her massive breasts high on her chest. Further moving south, massages by the bump obliques flanking the intersections of taut abs. Slowly they continued moving down counting them lovingly, four burgeoning trembling pairs.

Just as fingers graced over her mons, lightly grazing her hood. She surged, up and out, everywhere. The feeling of burnings and electric dancing shocks of bliss, it was more than she’d ever dreamt.

She’d doubled her size, her proportion much the same, just bigger. Looking at the size of everything now, she felt the wet movement beneath her. Two gorgeous women, each clearly ‘lifted’. Both like being possessed, grinding their glossy folds on each leg. Their needy, pleading faces were clearly in the throes of a climax. It felt so powerful, flexing herself out. She purred as her already large frame contracted and inflated strongly. Again she could feel the multiple sex clench on her, soaking down her legs. She roared in pleasure.

Again surging. Taller now, taller than should ever be possible. The buildings of the city are unable to make room, creaking against her formidable form. Still she grew, trying vainly to make herself small. But soon the street couldn’t handle her, cracking at the weight. Buildings soon gave way, taller still. Seeing herself in the mirror façade of the high-rise, made her feel so hot. Till it too, only came up to her thigh and fell further still. The city became so small, her head threw back. Her hand snaking to her drenched folds, she was about to scream

“Um, Sis. We are here.”, the reality snapping back. She snatched her hand out of her legs, who knows how long it’d been there.

“Alright, I text you for lunch. See yah in a bit.”, She said, trying not to meet his eyes.

His mouth was dry, swallowing, “um, yeah.”

Okaaay, maybe it was a bit of the ride…

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