HER OWN BIG BANG THEORY
By Elrohir, Elrohir57@gmail.com
Hunter McGrady womanhandles and eminent physicist and his wife and rocks their universe.


(Hunter McGrady is a real person, but of course this a work of fiction.
Leonard and Penny are characters in the American TV sitcom The Big Bang
Theory, and there are a few inside references to that show. My apologies to
the rock duo Heart, since part of this story sort of parallels one of their
songs.)

Dr. Leonard Hofstadter, PhD and his wife Penny were attending a cocktail party
at the posh Langham Huntington Hotel in Pasadena. It was Homecoming week at
Cal Tech, and the party was for a select group of alumnae and other supporters
of the Physics Department to encourage donations. All faculty members were
strongly encouraged by the Dean to attend; for Leonard and Penny, however,
attendance was mandatory, since for the last 4 years Penny's presence had
inspired record numbers of male donors to attend. She was a stunning woman a
little over 30 years old, 5'6" with a slim body that was nonetheless very
curvy at about 125 pounds. Her B cup breasts needed no support, as was
evidenced by the slinky low-cut little black dress that barely contained them.
She had big, soft blue eyes that men wanted to fall into, at least the men who
could tear their eyes away from her incredible body.

At 5'5", Leonard was a little shorter than Penny, with unruly dark hair and
horn-rimmed glasses. He was good-looking in an impish, cute little boy sort of
way, with a shy smile. But he also had a great sense of humor that the female
donors much appreciated, especially the older, more predatory ones, who
enjoyed hitting on him even though he was completely devoted to Penny. Leonard
was a genius of sorts, an experimental physicist who was fairly well-respected
in his field. He and his friend the eminent theoretical physicist Dr. Sheldon
Cooper had recently published a now-famous paper regarding the validity of
several facets of String Theory.

Leonard's recent notoriety had brought him to the attention of Hunter McGrady.
Hunter's face was more well-known than her name. She was a model who had
appeared in any number of women's wear catalogs, certain fashion magazines,
and some TV commercials because she was in high demand as a "plus-size" model.
Most uninformed men equate plus-size to mean "fat", but that interpretation of
the term certainly did not apply to Hunter McGrady: plus-size in her case
meant not fat, but BIG, and in all the right places.

She was 23 years old and just a fraction under 6 feet tall, with wavy bronze
hair that cascaded onto her shoulders and framed her high cheekbones, regal
nose, and piercing eyes. She was a towering, hourglass-bodied goddess whose
measurements told only part of the story: 46 DD breasts, a 35" waist, and 47"
hips all rested on impossibly long and massively curvy legs that ended in
strong but beautifully arched size-10 feet. In a recent lingerie photo shoot
when Hunter had stretched out on a queen-size bed and extended her long arms
above her head, they had to angle her body to make sure she did not extend
over the edges of the mattress. She hit the gym almost every day so she was a
very, very strong woman, although she didn't show it until she had reason to
flex. She was big, not fat: She liked to think of herself, paraphrasing a
famous movie line from Casablanca, as "just like other beautiful women, only
more so." She had discovered again and again that that statement was,
unfortunately, too true. She was too much woman for most of the men she met,
and factored into why she was now watching the diminutive Dr. Hofstadter from
across the room. She was trying to be inconspicuous, but for her that was
difficult, dressed as she was in a soft pale gray v-neck mid-thigh t-shirt
dress that clung to each of her dangerous curves, drawing the stares of every
male and most of the females in the room.

Leonard and Penny were sipping champagne, making small talk with Dean Woermer
and his wife, but when that couple was pulled away by some extremely wealthy
potential donors, they were left alone with each other. Penny turned to
Leonard and handed him her empty glass. "Sorry, babe" she winked, "gotta drain
the lilly. Get us some more wine, wouldja?"

"Sure" said Leonard. He watched her gorgeous backside as she walked away
toward the bathroom. Sometimes she didn't treat him very well, but then other
times she did, especially in the bedroom, and on those occasions Leonard
considered himself a very lucky man. He walked over to the bar to put in their
order and have a newly filled glass ready for Penny when she returned.

Hunter saw her chance and followed Penny to the women's restroom. She removed
an "Out of Order" sign from where it had been stashed behind the fire
extinguisher cabinet on the wall and, hung it on the outside of the restroom
door, then slipped in and quietly locked it from inside with the key she had
taken from the janitor. She had been very, very good to that janitor in order
to get those items, so he would be unlikely to complain about missing them
anytime soon. Heck, for that matter, he would be unlikely to even regain
consciousness for a while.

Hunter went into the stall next to Penny's and waited. When Penny flushed, she
flushed, too, and joined penny at the sinks while both washed their hands.
Hunter glanced in the mirror and noted that Penny was giving her sidelong
glances, surreptitiously checking out her bodacious ass. She smiled at Penny's
reflection in the mirror and said sweetly "You must be Penny."

Momentarily startled, Penny blushed and tried to say politely "Why yes, how
did you know?"

"I have a confession to make" Hunter said, her eyes locking on Penny's. "I'm a
bit of a Physics Groupie, and I really admire Dr. Hofstadter," she blushed a
bit herself, "and you, too."

Penny subconsciously sensed where this was going and it made her nervous. "Uh,
what?" she croaked, hoarsely. Hunter turned to face her, looking down over the
top of her ample breasts, and again fixed Penny's gaze with her own.

"I love you both! Leonard has a great intellect, a great sense of humor, and
he's handsome in a boyish sort of way. You, Penny, are absolutely gorgeous,
funny, and very sexy, if you don't mind me saying so! You two make a great
combination. Have you thought about having babies, yet? I can only imagine the
children you would have together-- So good looking, and intelligent!"

"Um, n-no, we haven't talked about it, not yet ... ." stammered Penny. This
big bronze woman was being so forward it made her uncomfortable, and yet she
could not help but stare unblinkingly into her eyes.

Hunter slowly moved ever closer to Penny, seeming to dwarf her, enveloping her
with her presence. Penny had to tilt her head back to look up into Hunter's
eyes, and it was impossible to do so without noticing the rounded mountains of
Hunter's cleavage rising up from the low cut v-neck of her dress. Steamy heat
seemed to radiate from her, warming Penny's face, and she was shocked to find
that it was warming her loins as well. Penny had experimented with another
girl in high school and decided it was not for her, but this woman was very
different, somehow: she was a feminine and beautiful woman, to be sure, but
also big in stature and forceful in personality. Penny felt dominated,
overwhelmed with confusing feelings of arousal that consciously she did not
understand, but which her subconscious mind understood all too well, urging
her body to respond without any of the reservations her mind might have.

"I envy Leonard," Hunter said seductively as she moved even closer. She seemed
to completely fill Penny's entire field of vision. The tops of those
monumentally perfect orbs loomed before her, and her vaguely musk-like scent
captivated Penny and triggered torrid memories of that one night of shared
female passion so long ago. Hunter's face lit up in a confident, knowing
smile, as if she knew exactly what Penny was feeling. She winked at her. "He
is very, very lucky to have you, you know. I'm surprised no one has tried to
take you away from him, yet." The steamy heat enveloping Penny had her in a
fog ... Leonard? Leonard who? The proximity of Hunter's bodacious body was
blanking her mind, and her skin flushed as blood was drawn away from her brain
and into her extremities and loins.

Before she knew it Hunter's long arms had slowly snaked their away around
Penny's body, pulling her in until her breasts touched Hunter's upper abdomen
and Hunter's breasts pressed into her upper chest. Voluptuous pouting lips
floated down through Penny's vision and compressed themselves onto her lips,
disgorging a massive and muscular but also very soft tongue that filled
Penny's mouth and made love to it, slowly thrusting itself forward and back,
caressing Penny's own tongue as it went.

Penny's body reacted with a will of its own and melted into Hunter,
surrendering itself. Her id screamed for her to let Hunter to do whatever she
pleased, and Hunter sensed this and answered it's call: Her large graceful
left hand cupped most of Penny's round little ass and pressed Penny's pelvis
against her while her right hand found Penny's pert breasts and in turn rolled
each pencil-eraser hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger, causing Penny
to moan softly. Hunter then slid her left hand down Penny's round backside to
the hem of the little black dress and lifted it with her thumb, caressing
Penny's ass as it moved upward. Her right hand similarly lifted the front hem
and slid two fingers into Penny's now pulsing wet pussy. Penny moaned again as
Hunter's large fingers filled her and began stroking the head of her clit,
sending waves of guilty pleasure through her. The storm of sensations overcame
her: Penny's legs quivered and her knees buckled, but before she could fall
Hunter dropped to her knees and threw each of Penny's legs over her shoulders,
steadied Penny's back and butt with her hands and then in an impressive show
of strength she rose up steadily, easily balancing Penny atop her shoulders so
that her face was even with Penny's sex.

Penny gasped and momentarily flailed her arms about, trying to find something
to hold onto, but the high ceiling of the old hotel's bathroom afforded her no
chance to grab onto anything except Hunter's head, but Hunter was in complete
control and in no danger of dropping her: she held Penny rock steady while her
massive wet tongue pushed its way through Penny's nether lips. Penny gasped
and lost any concern for her precarious position suspended there in space,
closing her eyes as Hunter's tongue fucked her, slowly at first. The speed of
her tongue thrusts became more and more rapid, Penny's moans increased, and
her juices began to flood Hunter's mouth, arousal nearing its absolute peak.
Sensing her impending climax, Hunter attacked Penny's clit ravenously, her
tongue rhythmically swirling around and over the swollen love button until
Penny gasped again and shuddered, her hands tangled in Hunter's hair,
twitching spastically as "OOOOH!" exploded from deep within her. Penny's
entire body tensed, vibrated, and then relaxed completely as the tension left
her even though her loins continued to tingle. Hunter gave her several
finishing strokes at short intervals, jolting her with aftershocks until the
orgasmic energy that wracked her body finally dissipated completely.

Penny at last sighed and became quiet. Hunter lovingly allowed Penny to slowly
slide down her until her feet were on the floor. Hunter pulled Penny to her
and again lovingly filled her mouth with tongue, kissing her deeply,
romantically. While they were still kissing she slowly moved Penny backward
until she was against the wall, continuing the kiss until Penny pulled her
head back, gasping for breath. "Wow!" she breathed, as she looked up into
Hunter's eyes in awe, totally captivated. Hunter smiled down at her, kissed
her forehead and then hugged her tightly, pushing her cleavage into Penny's
face until her massive breasts completely enveloped Penny's head. Penny
immediately became aroused again, lapping her tongue against the sides of
Hunter's perfect mounds, but she soon found her head was being held
increasingly tight, and was soon so tightly held that she couldn't breathe.
She tried to turn her head from side to side but was shocked to find that
Hunter's massive orbs would not give, having been pushed into the wall so hard
that they pressed in on either side of Penny's face.

Penny brought up her hands to try to push Hunter away, but Hunter caught them
with her hands. Penny thrashed in panic, but post-orgasmic weakness made her
muscles slow to respond, and her struggles only served to arouse Hunter to
press her body ever harder into Penny, grinding her pelvis against the top of
Penny's hips and grunting, fucking her against the wall. Penny's instinctively
continued to struggle even though she knew it was hopeless against a supremely
aroused Hunter's incredible feverish strength. After what seemed an eternity
of futile, spastic convulsion, Penny's energy was almost completely gone,
while Hunter's thrusting was just gaining stride. She began to feel her
consciousness waning. Sensing she was almost gone, Hunter suddenly said loudly
enough for Penny to hear despite her breast-covered ears, "Just tell Leonard
the champagne went to your head and you felt ill and fell asleep on the
toilet." Despite her oxygen-starved brain, a wave of relief washed over Penny
as she subconsciously realized that meant that Hunter was going to let her
live, and it made it easier for her to surrender to the inevitable: Everything
went completely gray, and as her conscious mind faded away the last thing she
heard was Hunter bellowing "YEAH! OH YEAH! OH! OH! OOOOOOOOOOOOOH ... ." Penny
collapsed unconscious against her as Hunter ground out the last of her orgasm
against Penny's hips.

She slumped a bit until Penny's head lolled forward over her shoulder then
picked her up like a rag doll, cradling Penny's gorgeous round ass in her
large hands. She carried her into the stall and set her down on the toilet,
then stepped out and closed the stall door, reaching down over the top to lock
it from the inside. She brushed out her hair, reapplied some lip gloss, but
did not bother to wash her face. Hunter had never really needed much makeup,
anyway. She fished a Tide bleach pen out of her purse and applied it to the
little spot on her dress right in front of her crotch ... she didn't know
whether it was Penny's or her own love juices.

Satisfied that she was back together, Hunter emerged from the restroom and
made her way over to the little table where Leonard was sitting by himself
with two champagne glasses. One glass was completely empty and the other was
less than half full. She smiled, knowing the alcohol would make things go
faster, although at this point time was not really a problem. This was not the
first time a woman had passed out in Hunter's embrace, so she knew from
experience that there should be plenty of opportunity to complete the rest of
her plan.

She walked over to his table and said sweetly "Dr. Hofstadter? I just ran into
your wife Penny in the restroom, and she said to tell you that she's not
feeling well. She said not to worry but she may be in there for a little while
... . If you want, I'll sit with you until she comes back, and if it gets to
be too long I can go in and check on her for you. Would that be all right?"

"Um, Geez, I guess so. That would save me from having to find a volunteer in a
few minutes, I suppose. Thank you for doing that for us."

"It's my pleasure! I'm quite a fan of you and Penny, if you don't mind my
saying."

"Oh? Uh, I mean, thank you!" Leonard was a little mystified as to how this
big, beautiful woman might know him. She wasn't really his type, since Leonard
preferred petite women who were more his own size, so to speak, but he
couldn't help but notice this woman's obvious assets. The deep valley of her
cleavage alone was enough to draw his attention.

Suddenly she seemed to have read the question in his mind. "I'm a little bit
of a Physics groupie," gushed Hunter, "and you and Dr. Cooper caused quite a
stir in the community with your last published paper... and, well, you and
Penny make such a cute couple. I can only imagine the beautiful children you
might have together!"

Leonard blushed and thanked her again, wondering where the conversation was
going as they walked together toward the women's restroom to check on Penny.
Hunter talked continuously as they walked, but Leonard barely heard what she
said because he was mesmerized by the way her bodacious breasts bobbed up and
down and her hips swayed back and forth as she walked. It didn't help his
concentration at all that those giant, perfect orbs were right at his eye
level. He was intimidated by her size but also aroused by it, and the
magnitude of her female assets only served to increase both emotions. By the
time they reached the door to the women's room, an obvious bulge was
involuntarily growing in Leonard's pants. When Hunter stopped and began to
turn toward him, he abruptly turned his back to her and walked away in order
to conceal his excitement. "I'll just wait over here ... " he said back over
his shoulder, too embarrassed to look at her.

With a wry smile she pulled out the key and quietly let herself into the
restroom. To her horror Penny had regained consciousness and staggered over to
the sink, holding onto it to steady herself. Hunter advanced with lightning
speed and performed a Brachial Stun on Penny, keeping her hand limp like a
dishrag as she backhanded the side of Penny's neck, delivering a devastating
shock to the nerves there and seriously interrupting the flow of blood to her
brain. Penny went out like a light and down like a ton of bricks, but Hunter
caught her. She cradled Penny up in her arms like a baby, took her back into
the stall and gently sat her down on the toilet seat, leaning her head against
the stall wall. She gave Penny a little peck on the forehead and then walked
away and out the door.

Hunter emerged from the Women's room and gave Leonard an embarrassed smile.
"She's sooo sorry" she said quietly "but the wine went to her head. She
doesn't want to come out yet because she has a headache and is afraid she'll
throw up. Giver her just a few minutes to recover, she said."

"Geeze, Penny!" Leonard said in frustration. "You'd think she could handle her
wine better, as much as she drinks ... I shouldn't have said that sorry. I'd
better go in and get her so we can just call it a night and go home."

"No!' said Hunter with authority. "That would just embarrass both of you, and
besides, the donors would not be happy if their golden couple ducked out
early. You'd never hear the end of it, from them or Penny would you? Just give
her a few more minutes, please."

"Thanks, Hunter, but I think it might be just as embarrassing if we stay, if
her condition is as bad as it sounds."

"Come with me for a second" said Hunter emphatically, as she looked deep into
Leonard's eyes, holding his gaze with hers. She took him by the arm and guided
him into the unused cloak room adjacent to the restrooms. Leonard was amazed
by the strength in her grip: there was no escaping it. She pulled him into the
room and quietly closed the door. "I need something from you, Leonard, and it
will only take a few minutes of your time."

"Well, I suppose I could spare a few minutes ... " said Leonard uncertainly.
She had not relaxed the iron grip on his arm, and his bicep was actually
hurting a little bit. He was beginning to fear this tall goddess of a woman:
Her expression was deadly serious. "What can I do for you?" He tried to smile,
but nervousness betrayed him as his voice trembled.

"It will be very easy" said Hunter a little more cheerfully. "I have a
proposition for you. I already have a boyfriend. He's good-looking,
intelligent, sweet, and very, very sexy and athletic. It's been so hard to
find a man who can keep up with me, so I'm going to keep him for a long time,
but there is one problem: He's completely sterile, can't give me a child even
with today's advances in modern science, and we both desperately want
children. So, you see, I need a good old-fashioned sperm donor, Leonard, and
that's where you come in. You're a perfect specimen, in my book, and the
sooner the better. Get the idea?"

"Wait, what?" Leonard's eyes widened in shock as the realization hit him. "So
you want a donation right now?!" he exclaimed incredulously. "You mean you
have a cup you want me to fill or something?"

"Oh I have something for you to fill, but no, a cup would never do! Cups,
refrigeration, syringes are all soooo impersonal, and their success rate pales
in comparison to fertilization the good old-fashioned way that God intended."

"Look, you are a very attractive woman and I would love to help you, but Penny
... "

"Never has to know. Trust me, I can fluff you and extract your seed in plenty
of time for you to be back at your table when she returns, if we don't waste
any more time talking about it."

"I'm sorry, uh, Hunter, is it?" he said, trembling. She had released her grip
on his arm, but her massive, gorgeous presence alone was intimidating. Still,
he pressed on. "I just wouldn't feel right doing this, and besides, you're
really not my type." Her eyes blazed, and suddenly he wished he hadn't said
that last part.

Leonard started toward the door, but with a lightning fast movement Hunter
blasted her three knuckles of her right hand into his solar plexus. A loud
"OOF!" exploded from Leonard as he doubled over and began gasping as if he
couldn't breathe. The sudden blow to the nerve center caused his abdominal
muscles to cramp violently, and his diaphragm was in spasm. After a few
seconds she stepped behind him and bear-hugged him, straightening out his
middle and allowing his diaphragm to relax and begin to operate his lungs.

"You'll be okay in a minute, sweetie" she cooed in his ear. Hunter slipped the
dress off her shoulders and let it slide to the floor to reveal she had
nothing on underneath. She stepped around in front of Leonard and grabbed the
back of his head by the hair. She forced his face into the grand canyon of her
cleavage, securely imprisoning him there where Penny had been only minutes
before. She looked down at the top of his head and smiled as he struggled
futilely. "Oh, Leonard, Leonard, Leonard, other men have thought I wasn't
'their type', but I find that when I get a man here (she shook his head
playfully with her breasts) right where I want him, the heat from my body
completely melts his resistance. His brain becomes soft while his cock becomes
hard, just (clasping his body to hers) like yours is becoming now. I can feel
it ... Ooh, such and impressive bulge for a small man! Penny is a very lucky
woman. Are you ready, baby?"

Leonard's body relaxed and his only response to her question was a loud
slurping sound as he sucked and licked at the sides of the magnificent perfect
globes encasing his head. Within a few seconds she had overcome his
resistance: his conscious mind was completely gone, replaced by the base
desires overwhelming him. A combination of sensory overload and the massive
draining of blood from one head into the other had reduced the brilliant
physicist to a simpering, horny idiot with but one purpose: to give this
beautiful, incredible Goddess whatever she desired.

Hunter chuckled: Leonard hardly seemed to notice as she undid his belt,
dropped his pants around his ankles, and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of
his boxer shorts and dropped them as well. She loved that she could control
just about any man just with her body and sexuality, and could kick his ass if
need be. She pulled Leonard's head out of her cleavage and pushed her hard
left nipple into his mouth. Enthralled, he made no conscious effort to arouse
her but instead suckled at her breast, baby-like, as if trying to express milk
from it. She was increasingly wet with arousal as he continued to worship her
round love globe. After a bit she removed him from her breast; he looked up at
her with a shocked look of abjectly disappointed longing, until she smiled and
forced her other nipple on him. Squelching, sucking noises reverberated around
the little room as he happily resumed his slave worship of her exquisite round
mounds of flesh.

Leonard's cock expanded to heretofore unheard of proportions, a small bead of
pre-cum forming in the opening of its swollen, bulbous head. She had planned
to make him service her orally but there just wasn't time, and besides, her
hot hole was soaking wet and aching to be filled. With little effort she
forced him to the floor, riding him down until he was on his back and trapped
under her, both his hands held down above his head by just one of hers. She
wasted no time settling onto him until her ravenous love glove had completely
swallowed his massive meat pole. She slammed her hips down onto his, driving
his member deep into her, over and over, pounding him into the floor. "Yeah
baby!" she breathed quietly. "Deeper! DEEPER! Mama's gonna take everything
you've got, little man!" The little room was thickly carpeted, but there was
an audible THUMP each time Hunter slammed her gorgeous ass down, beating
Leonard's hips and abdomen like a drum, making them resonate with the impact.

He began to cry out "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" with every pounding stroke, until she
clapped her hand over his mouth but kept pounding him, muffling his cries of
pain and ecstasy to a barely audible "mmph! mmph! mmph!" Leonard's body soon
began to tense all over as he neared his limits of survivable stimulation.
Hunter smiled slightly and stared into his eyes with satisfaction as the
relentless rhythm of her percussive ass music rapidly drove him toward an
explosive crescendo. Suddenly Leonard's back arched and his hips thrust upward
to meet Hunter's down stroke, impaling her even more deeply as she crashed him
back down against the floor. She froze, shaking with a sudden explosive orgasm
that took her by storm and made her gasp in surprise, her eyes closing as her
body was momentarily overwhelmed with sensory onslaught. She barely heard
Leonard's "MMMMMMMPH!" from behind her hand as he, too, exploded, his load
expended deep into the farthest reaches of her loins.

As the tension left her body, she sighed contentedly, instinctively sensing
that his seed was planted well and deeply inside her, and at this point in her
ovulation cycle one of her eggs was soon about to be penetrated just as
effectively as she had just been. She smiled down at Leonard, his eyes half
closed as he lay exhausted in an almost semi-comatose state. She giggled, and
shocked him by wriggling her hips around his still hard cock, tender with post
orgasmic sensitivity. "UGH!" cried Leonard as his startled Little Leonard
twitched in spasm, involuntarily squirting its last few drops of reproductive
essence into her. Hunter chuckled with wicked satisfaction, confident in the
knowledge that she had wrung out every bit of what she needed from him.

His softening rod slipped from her as she rose up slightly and slid forward.
She used the tail of his shirt to dab the excess moisture from her nether
lips, then stood and walked over to where she'd laid her dress, picked it up
and slid it on over her head. Leonard looked over in time to see it slip down
onto her body; he couldn't help but admire the way it clung to her dangerous
curves. She came back and grabbed one of his hands, helping him to his feet.
Suddenly embarrassed, he quickly pulled up his pants and tucked in his shirt.
The realization of what she had just made him do hit him like a sledge hammer.
"Oh god oh god Oh God OH GOD!" he exclaimed, as the seriousness of his
situation began to sink in. "What the HELL am I going to tell Penny, for God's
sake?!"

"Oh honey!" she cooed as she gave him a last hug, "Don't worry, just tell her
that the wine made you sick, too. The vomit smell will cover the scent of your
sexy shame, you darling little man!" And with that she powerfully drove the
gorgeously sculpted knee of her long shapely right leg into his balls so hard
they seemed to be forced up inside his body. Leonard made an awful sound that
was an impossible combination of gasping and retching as he doubled over and
fell to the floor, curling up in the fetal position as he hurled, the air
filling with the sour smell of partially digested Beef Burgundy. She walked to
the door but turned before leaving. "Twins tend to run in my family, Leonard"
she said in a serious tone. "Our babies will be both smart AND beautiful." She
walked out of the room and then out of the building, never to return.

Several months later, Leonard and Penny were nestled together on the couch
(but not in Sheldon's spot, of course), and were watching TV. A commercial
came on, advertising a new brand of brand of sexy lingerie for big and tall
women. There was a semi-famous female body builder flexing her biceps while
wearing a lace teddy, and then the scene changed. There appeared before them
none other than Hunter McGrady, modeling maternity pajamas, her gigantic baby
bump barely contained by the expansive fabric. Her breasts, which had
previously been merely huge, were now gargantuan. As she looked into the
camera she winked and smiled, rubbing her belly as she did so in order to
celebrate her impending motherhood. She silently mouthed what Leonard was sure
was the word "twins."

Leonard's eyes widened and his member lurched involuntarily as it began to
fill. Penny, meanwhile, trembled slightly and slumped in her seat as she
unconsciously opened her legs a few fractions of an inch. "Hey!" she said,
feigning surprise. "Isn't that the woman we met at the Physics Department
fundraiser awhile back?"

"Yeah, I think so" he said tentatively, glancing sideways at Penny, trying to
gauge her reaction. "She seemed nice." Leonard reached over to the end table
to take a drink of his Coke, his mouth having suddenly gone dry.

"Yeah, she did" said Penny evenly. "I wonder who the father of her baby is ...
or babies. That's a really big bump""I bet she's having twins!" Leonard
suddenly choked on his drink, going into a coughing fit to try to clear his
throat and airway. Penny finally slapped him on the back to help him. "Better,
Babe?"

"Much!" he said with relief. "Thanks." The both stared back at the TV, neither
actually watching it, being lost in thought. Old visions and memories filled
both their minds to the exclusion of just about everything else. After a long
uncomfortable silence they decided suddenly that they were going to bed, and
after a minimal nightly hygiene regimen they both turned in. They had barely
hit the sheets when Penny launched herself on top of Leonard, planting a deep
kiss on him while she fought for control of his hands. Leonard struggled, but
the kiss was so overwhelming it was hard for him to keep up his resolve, and
soon he gave in and let her have her way with him. They had violent, animal
sex after which they collapsed, exhausted but satiated.

"Whew!" breathed Penny, thinking out loud. "That one took, I'm sure. I can
feel it." Leonard barely heard her over his raspy breathing, but as he
recovered from his earth shaking orgasm the words sank in and he thought about
them, and after a hit of his inhaler, he looked at her quizzically.

"What do you mean, it took?" he said.

"Huh? Oh! I meant to tell you, I haven't been using any birth control for a
while, and (she grinned) I THINK YOU PLANTED A SEED IN ME, HONEY!"

"WHAT??? Wait, I thought we were gonna discuss this before we did anything!"

"Well I took it upon myself to go ahead, since we didn't discuss the FIRST TWO
children you fathered, did we?" Leonard didn't answer, still in shock that she
seemed to know what had happened. "It's okay, baby," she said, her tone
softened. "Our baby, too, will be both smart AND beautiful!"