Ben and Jill
By Helplesscase
A couple of young people learning their roles in relationships


This story is a bit different than other stories I've written. I tried some
different directions. WARNING: This one gets sexually explicit around the
middle, so don't read it if you will be offended by something like that.

The High School Years

Ben and Jill first met during a mandatory pep rally for the football team in
the fall of freshmen year. The entire high school body, which consisted of 423
students, had been assembled to give the football team a proper send off to
beat the neighboring rivals. Ben and Jill both found themselves near the back
of the gym bleachers behind the jock and preppy kids, and in front of all of
the kids who wore all black clothes and the kids who reeked of smoke. Neither
Ben nor Jill knew anything about football other than a vague idea that a
touchdown involved reaching the end of the field and a quarterback was the one
who threw the ball to people. Neither of them were very athletic or into
sports. Ben was probably the smallest freshmen boy in his class at 5'4" tall
and 110 lbs. Jill was even shorter at 5'2" and her build was best described as
pudgy. Her body had a slight egg shape to it with most of her weight below her
flat chest and above her thin legs. Her hair was brown and thick with tight
natural curls that looked slightly greasy. As two of the more popular boys
raced to put on wigs and cheerleader outfits over their clothes to the
laughter of most of the students, Ben made an obscure sarcastic remark
referencing an episode of Quantum Leap. He was surprised when Jill giggled and
shot back a reference to the same episode. By the time the rally was over and
they were back to the freshmen lockers Ben and Jill were in deep discussion
over the latest episode of Star Trek. From that day on the two quickly became
best friends.

To Ben, Jill was as fun to hang around as any boy. She liked to watch all the
same scifi shows he did, she loved to play video games, and they both likes to
make model airplanes. To Jill, it was wonderful to have someone around who
didn't judge her for what she liked or how she looked. Ben never called her
"Bucky" because of her overbite, or made fun of her flat chest.

Their interests earned them both lots of ridicule at school and lunch hour was
an especially touchy time. They had to be careful where they sat to minimize
teasing. There were one or two tables they could sit at without hassle, and it
wasn't always easy to maintain an appetite around some of the kids who sat
there.

The two were inseparable and they always hung out at Ben's house because his
parents had plenty of money, thus he had the best videogames, as well as a
stock of good snacks in his cupboards. Jill lived with just her mother and
they didn't have much money. Also her mother was very strict and hard on Jill.
The only time Jill wasn't at Ben's house after school was during her
gymnastics practice. Jill hated it, but her mother made her go. Jill often
complained about being the chubby girl in the group that couldn't do as much
as the other girls.

In the spring Ben found himself bored and alone because Jill had to go to
California to spend summers with her dad. They didn't get to talk much on the
phone but when she came back in the fall they quickly fell back into their old
routines. When she came back she looked almost the same except that her face
and arms were tan. This was a notable difference considering the pale skin
they maintained the rest of the year inside Ben's house away from sunlight.

It was toward the end of sophomore year that their relationship became
something more than a normal friendship. They were sitting in Ben's family
room playing a videogame and Jill mentioned that she had to leave to visit her
dad again in a few weeks. Both of them sighed. To change the subject, Ben
asked her how her gymnastics were going. He realized she had stopped
complaining about it for quite some time.

"Oh, pretty good I guess. Actually, I'm one of the better girls at the balance
beam now, if you can believe that. I've gotten pretty flexible too." She
paused her game. She was sitting on the floor so she put her legs straight out
in front of herself and leaned down until her nose touched her leg. "See?"

"Wow!" Ben said. Her legs looked long stretched out like that. In fact, they
had gotten longer. Ben had hoped he would hit a growth spurt, but he had only
grown another inch since his freshmen year and stood at 5'5". Jill had
actually grown from 5'2" to 5'6", an inch taller than him. Her growth spurt
came quite rapidly, and it was strange to Ben to go from looking down to
looking slightly up to meet her eyes. But then again she was still only
average in height and Ben looked up to most people anyway.

"And check this out." Jill stood up and let her feet slide out from under her
until she was doing the complete splits." Ben smiled and Jill noticed
something about the way he was looking at her that made her suddenly self
conscious. "Whatever, it's no big deal really." Jill said, changing her tone.
They sat silently for several minutes, just playing the game before Ben began
to look over at Jill again. She was focused on the screen so she didn't
notice. Ben realized that her pudgy torso had dissipated and it appeared to
him almost as if her body weight had shifted to her legs instead, which now
looked long and solid. Suddenly Ben spoke without thinking.

"Are going to miss me this summer?" He asked. Again she paused the game and
looked at him. She started to laugh at him for asking such a question, but
then her expression changed when her eyes met his. She slid over closer to him
and took her glasses off. Then she kissed him for the first time. It was Ben's
first kiss as well as hers. The silence in the room and the mixture of
familiarity and unfamiliarity left both of them uncomfortable. It was only a
few minutes later that Jill left and they hadn't said a word about what
happened. The next day at lunch they acted as if nothing had happened, and Ben
thought maybe it was for the best. But later that day when they were alone
sitting next to each other they found themselves kissing again. This time they
kissed for a long time.

Ben missed Jill all summer. Again, they barely talked. When she finally called
and told him she was back in town he invited her over right away. He saw her
coming up the driveway through his front window so ran to the door and opened
it to wait for her. As she ran up the stairs he was surprised to see that she
had grown even taller. She didn't have to wait for him to ask, the first thing
she said was 5'9". She shrugged as if apologizing, but then hugged him. Her
body felt more like a woman's to him now. Her breasts were small, but her
shoulders and hips felt different somehow. Her body was tan again, much
different then the pale skin he remembered in the spring. They kissed and he
instantly felt a rush of excitement.

They spent a lot of time in the basement that summer, making out and slowly
exploring things further. They still spent almost every waking moment
together, with the exception of volley ball practice. Since she had grown so
tall so quickly, she wasn't a good fit for gymnastics anymore, so her mother
required her to join another sport. Later on that year Jill got braces for her
teeth, which made kissing a little different, but otherwise not big deal. Ben
was bothered by the fact that she grew another inch, but he tried not to be
insecure.

Another school year ended, and Ben dreaded Jill going back to California for
the summer, but she had no choice. They had just started having sex for the
first time and Ben didn't know how he would make it through the summer without
her.

Three long months passed, and to add insult to injury for Ben, his girlfriend
wasn't getting back until the night before school started. She promised to
meet him at his locker first thing in the morning.

Ben walked into the hall, finally a senior. Still one of the smaller guys in
the entire high school at 5'6" 126 lbs, he was only larger than a few freshmen
boys, but he didn't have near the adversity to worry about that a freshmen
would. Being a senior gave him certain perks, for him the main one being
generally off limits to teasing by underclassmen.

Ben waited at his locker but Jill didn't show. Finally he had to go to his
first class. He was walking back to his locker, hoping to see Jill this time
when he heard a girl say her name. He turned as saw a preppy girl name Mandy
talking to her friend.

"Have you SEEN Jill yet? Give me a break. 'No-Hills Jill' is definitely
stuffing he bra. Those are not real." Ben wondered, was she talking about his
Jill?

Another class went by without seeing her, and Ben didn't know whether to worry
or get angry. Finally, during the break after 3rd period he saw her curly
brown hair moving through the crowd.

"Hi, sorry it took me so long!" She said. Ben didn't answer for a few seconds.

"Um, well ... "

"Yes, I traded in my glasses for contacts." She said, smiling broadly and
displaying the silver braces on her teeth.

"Oh yeah ... " Ben mumbled, not really noticing the missing glasses.

"D-cups." She said, answering what she knew was on his mind all along. "Isn't
it crazy? 3 cup sizes in 3 months!" She hugged him and he felt them warm and
spongy as they pressed against him.

"Like I said, sorry I didn't catch you sooner. People kept coming up to me and
talking to me. I kept getting held up before the bell would ring for the next
class."

"Hi Jill." A guy name Chaz said as he walked by in the hall.

"Hi Chaz." Jill answered. Why was Chaz saying hello to her? Why was she saying
hello back? He had never had a kind word for either of them in three years?

Ben knew the school year would be different by the time lunch hour came. A
group of more popular guys and girls asked Jill to sit with them, and Jill
pulled Ben along. They didn't say anything to Ben, basically ignoring him, but
both the guys and the girls spoke to Jill several times. That guy Chaz seemed
to have a lot to say to her as well.

Later that day Ben saw Jill slap Chaz across the face. Then she walked over to
Ben and gave him a long kiss. Things might be different, but now Ben realized
he had one of the hottest girls in school as his girlfriend!

Senior year was so busy that Ben and Jill never settled into a normal after
school routine. Jill's volley ball team did really well and Jill got a
scholarship to play for the state college. Ben also got accepted to State, so
they were very excited to be going to the same school. Ben even prepaid for an
apartment for both of them to live in, which was rare for freshmen, but Ben's
parents had enough money to afford it. He didn't mention to his parents that
Jill would be living with them, but he felt sure he and Jill would end up
together anyway.

The school year flew by, and Ben began to feel as though he hardly saw his
girlfriend at all. She was getting more and more social. He was surprised when
she volunteered for the Prom decorating committee, but he didn't give her a
hard time about it. Her interests were definitely changing as well. They
hadn't watched Star Trek together the entire school year.

For Ben, sex with Jill had become unbelievable. He loved big boobs, and hers
were not only huge now, but so perfectly shaped and firm. The only problem was
that he had a tendency to get a little too excited too quickly now. Sometimes
he would lose control before she could even take his pants off. At first she
didn't make a big deal out of it, but it started to become a slight sore spot
and she teased him occasionally. When he did make it inside her, he tried
everything he could think of to distract himself, but he was lucky to hold out
for more than a few seconds.

The last time they had sex that spring Ben was panting like a dog when he
finished. He had never lasted so long. It must have been five minutes. Well,
maybe it just seemed that long, but it was definitely a new record. But he
looked down at Jill and was surprised to see her calmly examining the tips of
her curly hair in her fingers for split ends, as if she were sitting in a
boring history class.

"All done?" She asked cheerfully. "You lasted quite a while that time."

"Did you get pretty turned on?" He asked stupidly.

"Oh, you know. I have a lot on my mind with graduation. And then going to my
Dad's again for the summer in a couple of days."

As usual, the summer without Jill was difficult for Ben. As usual, they didn't
get to talk much. This time though Ben purchased her a new cell phone and sent
it to her. The problem was that whenever she answered she was always in the
middle of something and couldn't talk long. She was either at work
waitressing, driving somewhere, or out of her service area.

College Requires Adjustment

Ben had been on his new campus for an hour now, 45 minutes of which he spent
waiting in line to get his class schedule. He was finally only about 10 people
away from the front of the line when a group of about 5 guys stepped in near
the front. Several people in line sighed and mumbled complaints but nobody
said anything to them. The guys were all quite large and nobody probably
thought it was worth the trouble. Just then Jill called his cell phone. She
told him she was on campus and would meet him there. He felt so excited to see
his girlfriend. As they talked he described where he was standing and looked
around for her. She told him she was close, but he couldn't see her. She
laughed and told him she was right in front of him as she hung up the phone.

Ben saw a woman hang up her cell phone but he didn't recognize her. She had
dark sunglasses on and very long thick dark hair. The woman slid her sun
glasses up onto her head, pulling her hair back from her face as well. Ben was
surprised to recognize her as Jill.

"I can't believe you didn't recognize me!" She said as she stepped closer.

"Well you ... straightened your hair." He said. "It looks very nice." Her hair
fell thickly in long sexy waves around her shoulders.

"And got my braces off." She showed off her perfect pearly teeth with her wide
smile.

"And ... " Ben started as he looked her up and down. Her skin was even tanner
then in the past. Ben looked at her clothes. A white skirt barely reached 6
inches down her long thighs. A matching white tube top barely contained even
larger breasts.

"I grew another inch." She said with a smile. Ben hadn't noticed because she
already stood a few inches taller in her heeled sandals.

"Oh, and I grew another cup size." She continued. Ben nodded in amazement.

"And ... " Ben started to say again. He looked down at her long taunt legs
with muscular calves. Then back up to noticeable ridges of ab muscles in the
shadow of her breasts.

"I've been working out a lot." She finished for him. She gave him a hug and he
felt overwhelmed by her sexual energy. She smelled wonderful. Her waist so
small and firm, but her skin was so soft, and her breasts against him felt so
... nice. His chin practically nestled into the top of her cleavage. He
squeezed her tightly to him, or rather himself tightly to her. Having not seen
her in so long, and with her looking and feeling so sensual ... "You didn't
just do what I think you did, did you?" She said down to him, pushing him
back. "You didn't just do something in the front of your pants did you?" She
added for clarification. She didn't sound amused.

"No, of course not!" He lied. He turned slightly and hoped a spot wouldn't
show through his jeans.

Jill looked around at the crowded area. "Gee, the line sure is long." She
observed.

"Yeah, those 5 jocks in the front just cut in line." Ben said.

"Hmm." She said, and then walked up to talk to them. Ben stayed where he was
and watched from a distance. He couldn't hear what she was saying, but she had
all of their attention. A few minutes went by, and they were still all
talking. Ben was wondering how it could take so long to ask somebody to get to
the back of the line. Then Jill turned to Ben and waved him to come over.
Sheepishly he joined them.

"These guys are going to be living in the same apartment building as we are.
Isn't that great?" Jill said. "Come on, get in line with us." She said to Ben.
Not knowing what to say or do, he did as he she suggested and tried not to
look back at the grumbling people behind them.

When Ben and Jill walked into their apartment together for the first time,
Jill was ecstatic. They chose their rooms, and Ben graciously allowed Jill the
larger room. It was right next door to his and he planned on spending a lot of
time in there with her anyway. In fact, Ben wanted to get right down to
business and tried to kiss her by her bed, but she said they should move their
things in first.

Ben was amazed at how quickly Jill was able to bring all of her stuff up from
her car. He commented on how her long arms were really helping her to carry
more. She grunted in agreement as she slid by with a stack of three boxes. Ben
grabbed three boxes on his next trip but quickly realized they were stacked
over his head so he couldn't see or balance them. He gave up and carried one
at a time, telling himself he was in no hurry. Jill finished carrying up her
things and offered to help him, but his ego wouldn't stand for it. By the time
he finished bringing up his last box from the car he was exhausted. They were
on the 3rd floor and there was no elevator. Jill had most of her things
unpacked and she was listening to her stereo as she hung her clothes. Ben
thought about making another move for sex but decided to wait until he
showered and got some energy back.

When Ben got out of the shower, he felt much better. He opened the bathroom
door and heard Jill talking to somebody. He stepped into the hallway and saw
that Jill was standing in the hall talking to a towering guy. Gripping the
towel a little more tightly around his waist, the only thing between him and
indecency, Ben made his way slowly down the hall. With the two of them
standing across from each other in the hallway Ben knew he would have to slide
between them. As he got closer he began to realize how really big this guy
was. The top of Jill's head just reached his shoulders. He had to be more than
6'8" tall and his body was very wide and muscular. He was tall enough to be a
college basketball player, but he looked so bulky with muscle that Ben didn't
guess that was his sport. Neither Jill nor the big guy noticed Ben until he
cleared his throat a second time.

"Oh, excuse me little buddy." The guy's voice boomed down at him. The guy
tried to step back but the hallway was narrow and there still wasn't more than
a foot of space between Jill's extremely endowed curves and this guy's barrel
chest. With his skinny frame Ben skirted awkwardly between them as if on a
ledge and made his way to his room and got dressed. He stayed in his room
until he heard the door shut. When Ben walked back out he asked Jill, "What
did muscle head want?"

Jill didn't giggle at his comment but sighed instead. "Come sit down with me,
we need to talk." He followed her to the couch and sat next to her. "You know
how we kept talking this summer about what a fresh start college would be for
us? You know, different from high school?" Ben nodded in confirmation. He was
trying hard to keep his eyes on her face, but when she slid her hands along
her soft tan thighs her arms squeezed those huge breasts together in the
sexiest way. He wished she would just hold still when she talked so he could
pay attention to what she was saying. "Well, now's the time for us to work on
our new start. We have a chance to meet some new people, lets not ruin it."

"Okay." Ben said. "I'm up for meeting new people. Of course." He really
wasn't, but he wanted to make her happy.

"Good, I'm glad you said that. I think we should both work hard to make lots
of friends and meet lots of new people this year."

"Okay." Ben answered, but he didn't necessarily like the tone. Was she trying
to tell him something.

"I want college to be different then high school. No more lameness. I want to
experience things."

"Sure Jill. I agree." He put his hand on her knee and smiled up at her.

"Okay, good." She said. "That was a great talk."

Ben was just about to lean over and try to kiss her when she stood up. "Where
are you going?" He asked. "We haven't had more than a few minutes together."

"I'm doing what we just talked about Ben. That guy, Jeremy invited me to a
party. Do you wanna go?"

Ben didn't want to go at all, but he wanted to spend time with her. "Sure,
okay."

"Cool, I'm going to change." She said and went into her bedroom.

Good, Ben thought. He didn't like her walking around meeting everyone wearing
that tight tube top. He looked down at his plain gray t-shirt and long khaki
shorts and decided he didn't need to change.

When Jill came out of her room Ben was nearly speechless. She was wearing a
tiny bikini with cutoff jean shorts that left most of her rear end uncovered.

"What are you wearing!" Ben shouted.

"The party is up on the roof and he said it was a beach style party. I plan to
get some sunshine. Are you coming or not?" She said. She walked to the door
and turned to face him. She seemed completely aloof to way her boobs bounced
all over her chest as she moved. Ben swallowed his aching desire to get
intimate with his girlfriend and followed her out the door.

Up on the roof of the building were about 50 people and immediately Ben
worried that they would get into trouble. It was a large gravel roof with a
short wall around the perimeter. There were a couple of speakers blaring
music, and everyone was drinking beer. It appeared at least to Ben that
everyone was ogling Jill. That huge guy Jeremy from earlier saw Jill and waved
her over to a keg. Jeremy poured Jill a beer in a red plastic cup and she in
turn handed it to Ben so Jeremy poured her another.

Ben looked around and saw that the crowd was about half guys and half girls.
Almost all the girls were wearing revealing tops and many of the guys were
wearing no shirt.

"There's a lot of tall people here." Ben yelled to Jill over the music. She
glanced around and shrugged her shoulders.

"They're all athletes like me." She answered. "We're right in the middle of
the athletic campus, remember?" Ben remembered that they had picked this
apartment for convenience to her volley ball practices.

"Oh yeah." He said. Jill turned and followed Jeremy over toward the far end of
the roof where there weren't any people. Not knowing what else to do, Ben
followed them as well.

"It's a little quieter over here away from the crowd and the speakers." Jeremy
said, then looked up at the sun. "Whew, it sure is hot up here." He peeled his
shirt off, revealing thick defined muscles throughout his body. He bunched his
shirt into a ball, causing his large striated shoulders and pecs to ripple. It
was not lost on Ben the way Jill stared at his chest and arms.

"It sure is hot." Jill replied. Ben felt sure she was flirting with him and he
felt a panic rise. Quickly Ben stepped between them, suddenly feeling very
small as his eyes were level with Jill's collar bone and Jeremy's meaty chest
for the second time that day.

"Uh, hey guys, what band is that playing right now?" Ben asked, quickly trying
to think of something to say. Jill turned to face down to Ben at the same time
he turned to get in front of her (and between Jeremy). Not realizing how close
Ben was she accidentally bumped her cup into his chest and spilled beer all
over his shirt.

"Oh, I'm sorry Benny." His shirt was soaked and he was trying to hold the wet
area of his shirt away from his skin. "Why don't you just take your shirt
off?" She took the hem and pulled it over his head for him. "There you go."
She said, handing him his wet t-shirt.

Jill stepped to the side around Ben, and now she stood even closer to Jeremy.
Things couldn't be going any worse, Ben thought. He was beginning to think
Jill was attracted to this big oaf. Ben didn't like the way her eyes seemed to
be moving back and forth between Ben's boney chest and Jeremy's thick muscular
one as if comparing them. Ben actually found himself stepping back more to
Jill's side to get her to stop looking at him like that.

"So, you're a Junior?" Jill asked Jeremy.

"Yup, this is my third year living in this apartment. You're going to love it
here."

"I looks promising." Jill answered. "So it appears you like to workout."

"Oh, every day. I have to for wrestling." He smiled and looked her over. "You
look like you work out a bit yourself."

"I try." She said. Was she blushing? Ben wondered.

"I'd be happy to show you around a great gym tomorrow. Its only two blocks
from here."

"Cool." Jill answered.

Ben began to tug on Jill's arm. "I just remembered, we have to go wait for the
cable guy." Jill looked down at him with a frown.

"What?" She asked.

"Um, the cable guy is supposed to come down. We should probably head back down
to our rooms." Ben said weakly, realizing how lame it sounded.

Over Ben's head without him seeing, Jeremy signaled to a couple of his
friends. Two other large jocks were suddenly carrying him, one by each arm
back toward the main crowd. Jill looked concerned and started to follow them
but Jeremy grabbed her shoulder to stop her. "Don't worry your friend will be
fine. They're just going to show him some fun and get him to loosen up is all.
You don't need to babysit him all night." Jill laughed and started to relax.

The guys carried Ben over to an area where they had a hose connected to a
funnel at the end. One of he guys filled the funnel with beer and plugged the
end of the hose with his thumb.

"Ever hear of a beer bong little buddy? You've got to try it. Its easy." Ben
looked over at Jill and Jeremy, who were now about 50 feet away. Neither of
them were looking in Ben's direction He saw Jill laugh at something and pat
Jeremy's shoulder. Ben watched with growing worry as Jill's hand lingered and
seemed to be sliding its way down his muscular arm while they talked. Ben
tried to walk away but the two big guys seemed hell-bent on him trying the
beer bong. To get them off his back he put the tube to his mouth. The last
thing he really remembered that night were several glasses of beer sliding
down his throat in a matter of a few seconds.

Ben opened his eyes and realized he was in his apartment on the couch. It was
late morning. His head pounded. What had happened the night before? Just then
a knock came at the door.

"I got it." Jill bounded out of her room cheerfully and opened the door. She
was wearing spandex shorts and a sports bra top. Jeremy stepped into the
doorway wearing shorts and t-shirt, holding a duffel bag.

"Hey there little buddy. It looks like you survived the night." Jeremy said.

"Thanks for carrying my roommate home last night by the way." Jill said to the
big guy.

"Oh, it was easy. He can't be 120lbs soaking wet." He said.

"Maybe for you." Jill giggled and squeezed Jeremy's upper arm with her
fingers.

"Hey, that's not fair I wasn't ready." He said. He pulled back his sleeve and
flexed his arm. A grapefruit sized ball of muscle stood out on top of a thick
arm. "Now try." He said.

"Wow!" Jill said, honestly impressed as she now used both hands to try to
reach around the circumference. "Those are some guns! Is today chest and
biceps day at the gym?" She asked.

"Nope, today's leg day. Sorry to disappoint." He replied.

"Don't be sorry." She smiled, then she turned to Ben. "I'll be back later.
Jeremy is going to show me around the gym." Then they walked out the door.

Between his hangover and the last 24 hours with Jill, Ben was feeling quite
sick. Why did Jill call him roommate instead of boyfriend? Why was she
flirting with that jock? Should he go down to that gym and do something? What
would he do? Ben eventually had to leave the apartment and get some fresh air.

When Ben came back home he was surprised to see 6 people sitting around his
dining room table playing cards. Besides Jill and Jeremy there were two other
guys and two other girls. Ben recognized one of the guys from the night before
who had gotten him so drunk. Jill turned to Ben. "Hi there, we're playing
poker. There's an extra seat if you want to join."

Numbly, Ben sat in the empty chair and laid down $20 for chips as the next
hand was dealt. He was sitting across from Jill, who was sitting next to
Jeremy. At first Ben was glad to see that Jill was wearing a dress. At least
it covered her entire torso, he thought. But when she leaned forward to ante
some chips her breasts practically poured out of the overmatched top. Ben
looked over and saw one of the guys staring right at her chest. Ben started to
fume again and his headache began to pound harder. The guy next to him offered
him a bottle of beer.

"Hair of the dog?" The guy said, as he held out the bottle. Ben shrugged away,
trying not to feel sick again.

Jeremy folded his hand, and then it was Jill's turn to make a decision. She
held her cards up near her chest as if to hide them from the rest of the table
and leaned over toward Jeremy until her shoulder rested against his. "Since
you've folded take a look at my hand. Should I fold or stay in?" She asked.

"I'd stay in." Jeremy said, looking straight down into her abundant cleavage.
Jill didn't seem to care that Jeremy was looking, in fact it almost appeared
as if she were giving him a view on purpose. Ben folded as well on his turn,
not even sure how to play poker. He watched everyone finish their bets and lay
out their cards.

"I win. 10 high straight" One of the guys called, and then raked the chips
from the center of the pile.

"Hey!" Jill said. She turned to Jeremy. "You told me to stay in! You cost me
those chips!" He only shrugged. Jill playfully took some chips from Jeremy's
pile.

"Hey, no you don't." He said, laughing.

"These are mine now!" She said laughing as well. She held the chips in her
fist close to her chest and Jeremy pulled her onto his lap. Reaching around
her he acted as if he were trying to pry the chips from her fingers. She
giggled and squirmed on his lap. His arms squeezed her in a tight but playful
hug and her breasts looked as if they would come right out of her top any
second. Then Jeremy pried the chips from her fingers and took them into his
own big fist. Now she began to try to get them back. Jeremy held his long arm
up in the air and she knelt on his lap, trying to pull his arm down. Her hands
looked small against his thick bulging forearm as she tried ineffectually to
make him bend his elbow. Then she took a different tact, trying to shake his
arm as if he might drop the chips. Instead of his arm moving, her body moved
forward and backward. Her breasts bounced lightly against the side of his
head, and he laughed in enjoyment.

"STOP IT!" Ben screeched. He stood up and pounded his fists on the table,
making them throb. It didn't have the effect of shaking the table like he'd
hoped, but everyone looked. "I have a hangover and this is my apartment.
Everyone needs to leave now!" Ben rasped. Nobody so much as blinked for the
first few seconds, looking at Ben as if he were a zoo exhibit. But then Jill
said that everyone had better go for a while and that she would catch them
later.

As everyone slowly made their way out of the room Jill's eyes never moved from
Ben. Her expression looked dark in a way Ben had never seen. As soon as the
room cleared out she started. "What do you think you're doing?" Her voice was
low and even, almost more like a growl.

Ben was furious, but her surprising anger gave him some pause. "Like I said, I
have a hang over and I-"

"Why didn't you go to your little room then!?" She snapped.

"This is my apartment!" He answered.

"Our apartment!" She said.

"Why are you acting so strange!" Ben yelled.

"I'm being myself! This is who I am now!" She stood and yelled so loud that
she almost seemed to startle herself. Sitting back down, she took a deep
breath to regain composure. "Look been, we've been friends a long time. But
I've changed."

"For the worse! You're everything we used to hate!" Ben shrieked.

"I'm growing up! I don't hide behind characters in TV shows anymore!" She
yelled back.

"I don't know if this arrangement is going to work!" Ben yelled.

"Well I'm not leaving until I find another place!" She yelled back. With that
she went into her room and slammed the door.

For the next three days they barely saw each other. Classes started, Jill had
practice, and they stayed in their rooms when they were home. There were a few
times when they passed each other without a word, and it hurt them both.

Ben felt particularly lonely, and it was he who apologized first. She was
getting ready to leave for the day when Ben told her he was sorry. She sighed
and hugged him before saying anything. "I'm sorry too little guy." She said.
She took his hand and led him to her bed. For a split second he thought maybe
she would lay down and pull him next to her for makeup sex, but she didn't.
She sat next to him and put her arm around him. "I don't want to lose our
friendship Ben." She said. "We've been pals for four years now."

"I feel the same way."

"That fight was stupid. I think we both know a lot of things have changed and
we're just trying to adjust." She said.

"I agree." He said

"And nobody can ruin the friendship bond we have if we don't let them." She
said.

"Do you think we can be more than friends again?" He asked, betraying more
desperation then he meant to. She paused, as if considering the question for
several long seconds.

"Only time will tell. Let's let fate dictate how things end up. I believe
whatever is best will become evident." She said smiling. At this point Ben had
to be happy with the end of their stand off. He didn't like the tone of the
conversation, but he would have to settle for the possibility for retaining
her as his girlfriend again with some work.

"That sounds good." He said. They hugged again, and Ben squeezed her with
nearly all his might. "Feel better sweetie?" She asked, patting his back. He
nodded his head but kept holding her, letting the tightness of his embrace
communicate his passion for her. "I've got to run Ben." She said with a more
casual voice now, breaking his hold by standing and shrugging her arms. "I'll
see you tonight."

"Do you want me to make dinner?" He asked.

"Sure." She called over her shoulder. "How about 5pm." She said as she left
the apartment.

Just Roommates

For the next few weeks Ben felt that things were going well. He was being
careful to keep his distance from her but also be there for her. He made it
his mission to be the perfect roommate and boyfriend - minus the physical
part. He made sure that foods she liked were in the fridge, he cleaned the
apartment daily, he made sure she had a clean dry towel hanging on her
bathroom hook every day, and he did his best to entertain her friends. If he
knew they would be around a while, he would make up some nachos, or get
everybody something to drink.

All of Jeremy's friends called Jeremy 'Horse' as a nickname most of the time.
One day after Jeremy ate an entire plate of nachos intended for everybody, Ben
commented that he knew why everyone called him Horse. "Because you eat like
one." Ben had said, and the others laughed.

All of Jill's new friends were loud and obnoxious in Ben's opinion, even the
girls. But every time he looked over at Jill and she smiled, that was all he
needed to make the hassles worth it. Her appreciation was enough, and Ben
trusted that his efforts and their history together would pay off soon. In the
long run he felt sure he would win her back. Already she was starting to
become more and more relaxed around him again. Ben knew she would get tired of
all of these obnoxious people and come back to him soon.

Jill also felt everything was going really well for the next few weeks. Ben
lightened up and gave her space. She slowly started to relax around Ben and
began to trust that he understood they were only friends now. She had hoped
that Ben would see the writing on the wall and she was becoming sure that he
had. She had been careful to keep things light between them. Ben had stopped
trying to hug and kiss her, and had begun to do a lot of little things around
the apartment instead that friends would do for each other. Jill began to
bring her friends over more often, especially Jeremy. Some of her friends
teased Ben once in a while, and she was happy to see that he took that in
stride as well. She would stick up for him if she had too, but she didn't want
to become a nag to her friends. Jill even started looking around for a
possible new girlfriend for Ben. But so far she'd had no luck. All of the
girls Jill knew here were athletes and honestly just too good looking to
consider dating Ben. Not that Ben was ugly. He had a cute little face, but it
just seemed impossible to find a girl interested in a guy who fit into a
smaller pair of jeans than she did. Which brought her to the next problem -
what was in his jeans. She would lose all credibility with a girl one she
found out how inadequate he was in bed.

After a few weeks Ben began to get a little tired of the one-sided house work
as he started to feel Jill was taking it for granted. One day he asked her if
she would do the dishes because he had too much other work to do. She agreed,
but after being home all day she was about to leave in the evening without
doing them.

"Hey Jill, before you go can you do the dishes? We don't have any clean plates
or silverware." Ben said.

"Oh, I forgot about them. I was just about to leave. Can you get them this
time and I'll get them next time?" Jill asked. She was wearing a black tank
top and jeans, with a bit of makeup and her hair was falling in waves around
her shoulders. Ben assumed she was going out for drinks with Jeremy again. He
began to feel that familiar jealousy. Jill wasn't getting tired of Jeremy as
quickly as Ben had hoped she would. Jeremy was now standing at the door
waiting, but Ben was not about to back down this time and give in.

"Jill, you told me you would do them." He said firmly.

"How about you two arm wrestle to see who does the dishes." Jeremy said with a
sly smile. "That's how we handle it in my apartment."

"Sure, sounds fair to me." Ben spat back, releasing a little frustration in
his voice.

"No, that's okay. I'll do them tonight when I get back Benny." She said.

"Why? I agree with Horse. Lets arm-wrestle to see who does the dishes. If you
win I do the dishes. If I win, you have to do them before you leave." Ben was
staring her down in an angry challenge. Jill stood there and looked at him
silently, not sure how to respond. "Scared you might miss out on a free drink
down at the bar?" He said.

"Fine." Jill lost her patience with his attitude. She threw her purse on the
table and stomped over to the other side of the kitchen's island countertop.
She leaned down and put her elbow on the counter. Tossing her hair back hotly,
she waited for him to put his elbow down and grip her hand. The image of her
hair falling sexily across her cheek and down her outside shoulder, combined
with her beautiful breasts resting heavily on the counter surface, spilling
deep cleavage made Ben want to touch her so badly. He had all but forgotten
his anger just in the few seconds he drank her beauty in. He took her hand in
his. Her eyes were serious and her eyebrows were turned down but her jaw was
relaxed and her lips were almost smiling. Her hand became hard around his,
nothing like the soft grip they used to share when they held hands in the past
as boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Okay little man, are you ready?" She said evenly. Her grip became tighter and
Ben gripped her hand harder as well to match her. He looked at her arm and
realized that because of her length she didn't look that large, but her arm
was probably twice as thick around as his. He told himself that her female
muscles were softer and tried to grip her harder to show her some strength. He
knew she thought he was a wimp and he was going to show her otherwise. His jaw
clenched and he held his breath as he put everything into squeezing her hand.

"Did you guys start already?" Jeremy asked, observing the expression on Ben's
face.

"No, not yet." Jill answered. Her face was still relaxed, but her arm was
starting to swell. Ben began to see and feel what the hours she put into the
gym every day could do for a girl. Her grip continued to increase. Her longer
fingers closed tighter around his smaller hand, breaking the resistance of the
tiny muscles in it. Her grip started to actually force his fingers to loosen
around her hand despite his efforts. "Say go." Jill said calmly.

"Go." Jeremy called. The contest was already over as far as the arm wrestling
match was concerned. Ben was offering no resistance to Jill's arm as she
slowly brought his hand down. Ben's efforts now centered on hiding the pain in
his hand as her grip continued to tighten. He felt his eyes begin to water,
and blinked quickly to keep tears from forming. His hand was only halfway down
to the countertop and he was beginning to think something in his hand might
break. She could put his hand down any time, but she was deliberately
punishing him. Finally, a slight cry escaped his lips. This must have been
what she was waiting for because she mercifully brought his hand to the
countertop and let go.

"Okay Ben, do you agree that I won?" She asked coolly. Her nostrils were
flaring, but otherwise there was no real sign of effort. Ben tucked his hand
down behind the counter as if to keep it from more abuse. He was breathing
heavily and his face was hot.

"Yeah, fine." He said with a slight crackle in his voice.

"I expect the dishes to be put away as well when I get back. Or we might have
to arm wrestle again." She flexed her arm and a defined tennis ball sized
muscle sat up on her arm.

"Good job baby." Jeremy congratulated. He reached his arms around her from
behind and hugged her. She looked up to him and they kissed deeply in front of
Ben. Jeremy caressed one of her melon like breasts, making it look almost
average sized when he squeezed it in his giant palm.

"It was easy." She announced between slurps in his mouth.

New Learning Curve For Ben

The next morning Jill felt very conflicted about what had happened with Ben.
When Ben had first challenged her she had pitied him. But when he pushed her
further, she had wanted to teach him a lesson. Her conscience felt justified
to be angry with him. She had been polite and offered to do them later, and he
threw it back in her face. Part of her anger came from being so spent on
putting up with his lameness. Maybe she had some pent up resentment from the
amount of time she had spent being disappointed by him physically. But what
she hadn't expected was how much she would enjoy her domination of him. It had
excited her more than she wanted to admit to herself at first. Later at the
bar she felt almost high when she thought about how easily she controlled him.
She hadn't felt like that before and it scared her a bit that she craved that
feeling again as much as she did. She told herself that it was probably okay
and justified. His lesson had been learned.

Jill told herself it wouldn't hurt her to apologize in order to restore peace
between them. She knocked on Ben's door and it creaked open. She saw that he
had already left for the day. She saw a paper and pen on his bed so she went
to leave him an apology note. When she got closer she realized quickly that it
was not a normal notebook but a journal.

Jill flipped backward from the last entry and started scanning the pages. She
found the entry from the night of their big fight at the poker game, and there
was an entry later about their makeup. As she read further she began to feel
annoyed, and then even angry. Everything he was doing around the apartment was
not because he wanted to be her friend, but because he still had hopes of
winning her back.

"Jill came out of her room wearing one of my white undershirts today. It was
so small on her that I don't know how she got it on without ripping it. I
didn't realize how much larger she was than me." Jill let out a snort of
laughter and continued reading. "Her giant tits took up most of the material
and the bottom of the shirt only went half-way down her stomach. On top of
that she wasn't wearing a bra, and it was so tight that it was practically
see-through." Jill remembered that day. She had taken Ben's shirt for a wet
t-shirt contest down at a club. It was an easy $200 prize for her that night.
She kept reading. "As soon as Jill walked out the door I ran to the bathroom
and had to relieve myself." The thought of Ben jerking his little tool over
her like that shouldn't have surprised her. But he was always so disapproving
of her showing off her body that she found it funny that he ran around
spanking his tiny monkey afterward.

She read more and became surprised by how much he obsessed about her. She knew
he wanted her, but almost every entry was about how she looked or what she did
every day. There were lots of entries about Jeremy too. One entry was only a
few days old and it read "I am pretty sure Jill and Jeremy are close to having
sex. They are getting more and more physical with each other." She laughed out
loud. She and Jeremy had had sex the very first night they met, after the
party up on the roof. Since that night they had sex almost every day, often
three or more times. Honestly, she couldn't get enough of Jeremy. She was an
absolute nymphomaniac around him.

Jill felt frustrated and angry that Ben was so stupid. True she had kept
things chilled with Jeremy around Ben in case there were still feelings. That
was her mistake to try to be gentle, and it wouldn't happen again. Trying to
be considerate of Ben's feelings had made things worse. The thought of having
sex with Ben ever again was a complete joke to her, and she should have just
told him so in the first place. But it was also making her more and more angry
by the second that he thought he could get back into her pants by keeping her
slippers by the door at night and washing her towels.

Later that afternoon Jill was walking back to the apartment with Jeremy when
she saw Ben about a block ahead of them entering the apartment building. Ben
usually wasn't home during this time of the day and something about that gave
Jill and idea. Jill suddenly felt her crotch becoming soaked as a plan to
handle Ben started to unfold in her mind.

They were planning to go to Jeremy's apartment for something to eat, but Jill
insisted that they stop by her place first. As soon as they walked in Jill
turned to Jeremy and pulled his head down to meet her lips for a steamy kiss.
"Wait right here." She said. She ran into her room and a minute later she came
back out with the little white t-shirt that she used for the contest. The
shirt she borrowed from Ben. Jeremy's eyes looked hungry as she walked up to
him. "I need you right now." She said. She was already unzipping his pants as
she led him across the living room. She stopped at Ben's door and peaked into
his bedroom no sign of him. She was sure she had seen him enter the building,
she thought. Her plan was to "accidentally" let Ben catch them in the act of
sex. She knew it would make the statement she wanted to Ben. But Ben was
always in his room. If he wasn't there then maybe she was wrong ... that was
she heard something from the next room. Her room. It was a subtle metallic
sound that she recognized as a couple of hangers knocking against each other.
Now pulling Jeremy over into her room, she kissed him some more, but subtly
looked toward the closet. She had definitely left the closet doors open and
now they were closed. What was he doing? Each closet door had several
horizontal slots that were dark because the closet light was off inside. She
saw a flash of color through a few of the slots and knew right away that Ben
was in there. She glanced around the room and something else had caught her
eye. Her top drawer, the one that contained all of her panties and bras was
left open. Quickly she figured everything out in her mind. He had come home
early to sneak through her delicates and had been surprised by them coming
home early as well. Jill knew that top drawer was sticky and obviously he
didn't get a chance to close it before she came in and changed into this
little t-shirt. Which meant Ben had probably watched her change her top just a
moment ago, just like he was watching them fool around right now. Well, she
would give the little pervert a show, she decided.

The thought of Ben watching them from the closet actually made her almost
dizzy with excitement. Her nipples hardened so much that they looked ready to
rip through Ben's little T-shirt. Jeremy noticed this and started kneading her
breasts with his thick powerful hands as if he were working dough. She
immediately started squeezing and working his penis in much the same way. She
jerked his pants down around his ankles and knelt in front of him. Making sure
that Ben would have a perfect view from his hiding place in the closet, she
took Jeremy's balls in her hands and messaged them. Jeremy had a very big
body, but even relative to his body his package was huge. Jill imagined
excitedly how shocked Ben must have been right then, in the closet watching.
Even though it was still soft, Jeremy's cock was already longer and at least
twice as thick as Ben's tiny full erection would be. Jeremy's nuts were like
two tennis balls in her hand as she alternately messaged them, drawing moans
of pleasure. She was practically drooling as she began to take him into her
mouth. In a matter of seconds his penis grew several inches and stretched her
lips tight around his tip. It was so large and red that it sort of reminded
her of an apple. She worked her lips and tongue over it luxuriously. Both of
her hands were now sliding vigorously up and down the shaft as it stiffened
and thickened to its full size. Her long fingers could no longer reach
completely around its circumference. Standing up now, she quickly stripped her
shorts down, revealing that she was wearing no underwear. Jeremy gripped
Jill's muscular round ass in his hands and kneaded it roughly as he pulled her
against him. His muscular arms easily lifted her, rubbing her crotch up and
down against his throbbing erection. The tip of his penis slipped under her
shirt, and he let her slide back to the floor. With his penis stuffed in the
tight space between her breasts, she slid up and down, messaging his penis.
His huge cock began to tear the material that was already at its limits to
contain her E cup tits. It was ripping audibly as Jeremy started to get more
aroused and aggressive. "I need this monster inside me right now." Jill
gasped. Jeremy slid his penis from under her shirt and Jill fell back onto her
bed.

As usual, she reminded Jeremy to start easy at first, even though she was more
than ready. With each stroke he went in a half inch deeper. Only halfway in so
far, and she already felt filled to the limit. Soon he was pumping it in and
out of her vigorously, but still only 3/4 of the way in. She screamed in
ecstasy and pain as his huge cock slipped almost all the way out and then
tried to ram the last couple of inches in. Her fingers clawed the bedding so
hard that it tore in her grip. All of this within a matter of two minutes at
most, and she was screaming in an ear shattering orgasm. For about two more
minutes she lay there in bliss letting the last waves of the orgasm roll
through her body. She glanced over at the closest and thought about Ben in
there watching. Jeremy still hadn't cum and he began to slide slowly in and
out again. In a matter of seconds she was enjoying her second bucking orgasm.

Jill let her massive boyfriend slide out of her. Drunk on endorphins, she
stretched her mouth around the tip of his fully engorged cock and slid him in
as far as he would go. Since he was too thick for her throat she just sucked
for all she was worth and used her hands to do the rest. She squeezed his rock
hard member as hard as she could and stroked it as fast as she could. She felt
the head twitch against her tongue and cheeks, and felt with her fingers as
his giant balls tightened. She pulled his cock out her mouth and pumped
excitedly, waiting to see how hard he would cum. A thick stream flew somewhere
over her shoulder. Another across her mouth. Then she aimed it down and jet
upon jet splattered her chest. The hot liquid coating her breasts made her
moan in harmony with his groans of satisfaction.

Jeremy flopped down next to her on the bed and sighed happily. Jill still had
one more thrill in mind for herself. She walked over to the closet and opened
the door on her stunned roommate.

"Hi Benny." She said casually. She hadn't expected to see him on his knees
with his own pants down and his penis in his hand, but it thrilled her. "Did
you like the show? It sure looks like it. Do you need something to clean up
with?" She pealed her soaked t-shirt off and dropped it in front of him.
"Here, you can use this. I don't need it back." The little guy just knelt
there, frozen in shock. Jill turned and called for Jeremy, who gathered up her
clothes and followed her out the door.

Jill stayed over at Jeremy's that night. When she came back the next day Ben
was gone already. She thought he might have run away in shame, but all of his
things were in his room. Lifting his mattress, she immediately found his
journal. Flipping through she saw that he had in fact written a new entry.

"I will never forget what I saw today. I had no idea that something so big
could fit inside a woman." Jill felt herself getting wet all over again as she
read. "Watching Jill in rapture had a strange effect on me. I had fantasized
thousands of times about making Jill scream with ecstasy like that. Watching
Jeremy do it so easily made me lose control of myself. Her screams of passion
sent me over the edge." Jill was rubbing herself now as she read. "But when
Jill opened the door and found me there with my pants down after I had been
touching myself I was so ashamed. She will probably never want to talk to me
again."

Jill sat on the couch that afternoon and waited for Ben to come home. When he
opened the door and saw her sitting there, he froze. Jill waved him in and
motioned for him to sit in the chair across from her. She was wearing one of
her most conservative dresses. Only now, it was like every other button up top
that fit her small waist. No need for or possibility of buttons above the
waist existed. Her tits filled the unbutton cups and then some. The effect was
quite sexy in her estimation, and apparently in Ben's as well. She took a deep
breath before speaking and Ben watched her silently.

"Don't worry. I'm not mad at you." She said. Ben felt a wave of relief but he
was still nervous about what she was going to tell him. "I just want to know
what was going on. Were you going through my drawers yesterday?"

He hesitated and nodded yes. She decided to leave that topic for later. Before
she decided how she would handle it, she needed to test her theory about Ben.

"Do you love me Ben?" She asked. He hesitated, but then swallowed hard and
answered as confidently as he probably ever answered anything in his life.

"Yes."

"What would you do to make me happy?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, if you really love me, how important is my happiness to you?"

"I would do anything for you."

"I don't believe you." She said. She got up and started to walk out of the
room.

"No, its true!" He ran in front of her and put his hands on her hips to stop
her. Tears were running down his face. Slowly, she returned to her seat and he
did the same.

"So I guess you understand why they call Jeremy 'Horse'." She said. "Do you
think you could ever please me the way Jeremy does?" He didn't answer. She
felt justified in her cruelty. This in turn allowed her to enjoy his
humiliation. "Do you think I ever came close to feeling as good with you as I
did with Jeremy yesterday?"

"No." Ben admitted.

"Ben, I understand that you have been confused. We used to be a couple and you
assumed it would last forever. But I outgrew you. A body like mine is built
for a body like Jeremy's. You just need to understand your physical
limitations honey. I know you would never try to become a firefighter. They
don't even make firefighter equipment in your size. You would probably be too
weak to even hold the fire hose. This is a similar situation. Do you
understand?"

"Yes." Ben was staring down at the floor, tears flowing down his cheeks. Jill
knelt in front of him and took his face in her hands.

"Just because you can't please in that way doesn't mean you can't make me
happy at all." She smiled down at him. His eyes seemed to brighten. "I still
feel closer to you then any other friend. We can have a relationship that is
so special. But you have to decide now. Either you are for US or we will have
to part ways and never see each other again. Understand?" She let go of his
face and stood with her hands on her hips. He stood and hugged her.

"Please don't make me leave you." He sobbed. His tears felt nice and cool as
they ran onto her breast.

"Okay little Benny. You can stay. It's going to be okay." She pulled his head
gently away from her breasts. "There are going to have to be some clear rules
though."

Jill sat down with Ben at the table and gave him a pen and paper. She dictated
the rules, and he wrote them down. She explained that at any time he could
stop writing and he was free to go. But if he wrote it down then he agreed to
it. As she proceeded to dictate, she became more and more aroused. Her control
over him was electrifying.

1.Ben will tell the truth to Jill at all times.

2.Ben will not touch anything in Jill's room or go into Jill's room without
permission.

3.Ben will be a good sport around Jill's friends and not act negatively toward
them.

4.Ben will take care of daily chores as needed to support Jill with school and
sports.

5.Ben will show as much respect for Jeremy as he shows to Jill

6.Ben will not masturbate to any thoughts of Jill without her permission.

Jill was so excited she could hardly believe how well things were going. When
she finished dictating her rules she had him read them back. She pulled Ben
against her for an encouraging hug.

"Now I am going to write the rules I have to follow." Jill took his pen and
began to write underneath Ben's 6 items. She was careful to leave some room on
the page for more rules if Ben needed more in the future.

1.Jill will be the only one who enforces Ben's rules, at her discretion.

2.Jill will not keep secrets from Ben.

3.Jill will protect Ben from those who are bigger and stronger.

She explained that she only had three rules because she had the more difficult
ones to keep. "This is going to be great for us Benny." She said into this ear
as she hugged him again excitedly. She got up and hung the paper on the fridge
with a magnet. "So, for the last time, you understand you are bound by these
rules." She turned to him with her hands on her hips.

"Yes." Ben answered.

"Okay Ben. We only have one last thing to take care of and then we will be all
set." She bit her lip as she walked toward him. She was aware of his eyes
roaming her body as she sauntered. It didn't bother her, it was nothing
different from every other straight guy. "Follow me to the living room." She
pushed the coffee table aside to clear some space on the floor. She turned to
Ben standing next to her now and put her hands on her hips again.

"Ben, we haven't addressed the little incident in the bedroom yesterday, with
you watching my boyfriend and I have sex." The young man looked nervously up
at her. "I'm going to have to punish you for that. But I also have hopes that
someday you will learn to take care of yourself. So, if you are able to stop
me from punishing you then you are free to go and the incident will be
forgotten. It's that simple. Your reward for your toughness will be to avoid
punishment. If you are not able to stop me from punishing you then I will
decide when you have learned your lesson and will stop at my own discretion."

"What are you talking about Jill?"

"I'm going to give you the spanking of your life. Again, if you can make me
stop then you are free to go and the punishment will be over."

"What, this is crazy. I-"

Jill was finished talking. She grabbed his shoulders and pulled him towards
her, spinning him around to face away from her. He reached up and gripped her
wrists, taking them off his shoulders. She pulled her hands back but he held
on. He pulled her wrists together and held them both in his hands, spinning
back to face her. He tried to talk again but she broke a hand loose form his
grip and again gripped his shoulder. He ducked and spun away, suddenly trying
to run. She gripped his pants and yanked them back hard, pulling them halfway
down his legs. This seemed to spark more urgency in him. He spun back to face
her and gripped her wrists again. He pulled her hands up and started to make
her elbows bend by twisting her wrists up.

Jill had only been half trying, just testing his strength and trying to get
him to fight her. She could see the anger in his face and she knew he was
trying now. This excited her. She broke her wrists free from his grip and took
his wrists in her hands. She then moved both of his wrists into the long
fingers of one hand and gripped his shoulder with her other hand. Her fingers
crushed down on his fragile collar bone, easily manipulating his head
downward. She stuffed his head between her calves. She hadn't planned out what
she was doing, it was just flowing. Her calves were probably her best leg
muscles. They were probably a bit intimidating to look at for some boys, but
an absolute turn on for others. They always bulged, even when she was just
wearing flip flops. She stood on her toes, pressing her weight against his
hips and bringing him to his knees. She was surprised how hard her calves cut
into the sides of his head. He began to groan and whimper. His hands were free
now and he started hitting her legs as hard as he could. She laughing at the
effort, but when he started to dig his fingernails in she acted quickly.
Wrapping her arms around his waists she squeezed him hard. Her breasts mashed
against his back, and her arms sunk into his belly and ribs. He let out a
heavy grunt of air and she squeezed even harder. The feeling of her muscles
working hard against his body was wonderful. He went limp and she let him
collapse. She sat on the coffee table and pulled him up by the arms until his
backside was sliding up to face her. She leaned in very close to his ear and
whispered, "Ben, this is what will happen any time you break the rules on the
refrigerator. Understand?" He didn't answer, he only coughed on her lap. But
she felt his little prick poke against the side of her thigh, and realized
that her breasts were pressing against his back again. The contact with her
body was turning him on despite everything. She felt a slight wetness against
her thigh. She knew she would have to punish him more to make sure the pain
surpassed the pleasure. She spanked him very solidly in her opinion. It was
quite loud, and he reacted with heavy gyrations. She probably only spanked him
for about 30 seconds, but she was getting so turned on that she knew she had
better stop or she would get carried away. He was still trying to get away,
but it was so pathetically easy to hold him that it made her wet.

She let him regain his composure on her lap after she stopped, which took
several minutes. She began to stroke his hair to soothe him. When he quieted
she prompted him to his knees and gave him a big hug again. "There there baby.
It's all over now. Jill's not mad anymore. No more punishment." She kissed his
lips very lightly and tenderly. She wiped some tears from his eyes, aware that
it made her nipples tingle deliciously. His demeanor started to change quickly
from her kiss and touch. They looked at each other for several moments, their
eyes communicating. She smiled and pointed to her thigh, which had a small
slimy goop still on it.

"Don't worry Benny. This didn't happen from you touching yourself against my
permission. This just happened naturally. You didn't break any rules. Please
get a towel and clean it for me though." He did as she said, bringing back a
towel and lightly dabbing her thigh. "Good job." She petted a lock of his hair
out of his eyes and stood up.

"Jeremy should be home from wrestling practice now. I need to go over to his
apartment and visit him. I'll be back tonight though. If you want I'll stop by
your room and give you a good night kiss when I get home." She offered with a
sweet look in her eyes. Ben nodded yes.

"Okay, but only if you're in bed when I get home. You had a hard day and I
don't want you to get yourself sick by staying up too late." She smiled and
left him.

That next day Jeremy went to a wrestling invitational and was gone for three
days. Normally when Jeremy was gone Jill kept herself more preoccupied with
volley ball or going out with friends. As a special treat to Ben she decided
to spend the entire weekend alone with him. She even watched Star Trek with
him on Friday night. For Ben this was wonderful. It was almost like old times.
He was surprised at how distant the brutal spanking seemed after two days. She
was so docile and fun to be around that it was hard to imagine this was the
same woman. At the time of the spanking he'd started to wonder if she'd gone
crazy, she had been rough and mean. Not only was it impossible for him to sit
the next day, but his neck and ribs were stiff and sore as well. Ben realized
that although Jill was very feminine and sexy, she was very strong for a girl
her size. Ben guessed she was probably stronger than 9 out of 10 normal guys
on the street even.

Things changed immediately between Jill and Ben that weekend. Jill was now
completely free to be open around Ben. Now that she felt certain that there
was a complete understanding between them, she became much more affectionate
with Ben. She hadn't planned to be, but she found herself kissing and hugging
him often to encourage him with little things around the house. Jill also felt
comfortable telling Ben whatever was on her mind now, and she enjoyed having
someone to talk to. Most of the girls she knew carried veiled jealousy over
the attention she received for her looks. So Jill felt like she had gained the
kind of loyal friend she had been missing for some time. She was quickly
becoming more and more confident that he really would do almost anything to
please her.

As for Ben the first weekend was a mixed blessing. He loved being so close to
Jill. Her hugs and kisses made him feel warm and soft inside. But after
spending the entire day with her, his still smoldering hope that she might
reconsider him as a boyfriend were stamped out. She walked him to bed at night
and opened the covers for him. When he laid down she leaned over and kissed
his lips. Her chest rested heavily on his, allowing some of her cleavage to
spill out just under his nose. But the last thing she said to him was
"Remember rule number 6. No masturbating tonight when you think about me. I'm
going to look you in the eye in the morning and ask. You know I can always
tell when you're lying. And I don't want any more nasty business again like I
had to do the other day."

He didn't sleep for hours that night, his penis was begging for release. But
she was right. She had ALWAYS had a knack for knowing if he was lying. It had
actually always been a little scary. He used to think it was a sign that they
were meant to be together.

Ben's New Relationship

Sometimes Jill would drive him crazy with endless rambling about gossip from
the volley ball team or from classes. Mostly though her thoughts were centered
on Jeremy. Especially on Jeremy. And whenever Jeremy came over, she was like a
moth to a flame.

One day Ben was with Jill at a specialty shop. "Oh my gawd Ben, take a look at
this!" Ben opened the changing room door to find her in a sexy little maid
costume. "The top actually fits!" This was partially true, in that they were
more than halfway into the top. The two mounds of her jiggling breasts inside
of the v-shaped front made a heart shape out of her chest. The skirt of the
outfit was just below her crotch, but when she turned and bent slightly at the
hips, pretending to dust the wall, her underwear peaked out. "Does this make
my butt look okay?" She wiggled her full round ass and watched his expression
for a response. "I don't want Jeremy to forget that I have other nice parts as
well."

"I doubt he forgets." Ben murmured.

"Isn't this exciting?" Jill said. "I haven't seen Jeremy in 6 days. This is
the longest we've gone without sex since we met. I can't wait to see him. I
want to make that giant cock of his pop right out of his pants when he sees
me." Her eyes looked far away and she was softly chewing on her plush lower
lip. "Whew! I had better stop talking like that or I might jump you right here
Ben. I'm so horny." Ben stood there dumbly. She giggled and pushed him gently
out the door. "Let me change back out of this outfit honey. Then we can
leave."

On the car ride home Ben tried to keep his eyes on the road. Jill was slouched
in the passenger seat. Her skirt had slid almost all the way up her thighs and
her knees were slightly apart. He even saw her hand briefly caress her crotch.
Jill saw his eyes watching her hand. "Sorry. I'm just so excited. I would
explode if I had to wait another day without Jeremy." She giggled. "It's going
to take about a bottle of KY to get him inside of me after going so long
without him. He's so fucking huge!" The nymphomaniac woman squeezed her thighs
together and squirmed in her daydream.

Ben managed to get the car home safely. When they got home Ben went to the
bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. He walked back out just as Jill
was leaving the kitchen. "Look, this is what it's like Ben." She said. With a
sly smile she held up a full stick of summer sausage from the fridge. She
walked up to Ben and held one end of it against his crotch as if it were an
erection. "This is really about how big he is!" She said. "I mean can you
imagine if you had to carry a piece of meat like this around on your little
body?" She laughed in a strange sort of far way. Her eyes narrowed on Ben. "It
turns you on to think about him fucking me doesn't it?" She asked. Her eyes
were penetrating him and her lips were turned up in a smile. "Its okay, you
can tell me. Remember that day in the bedroom when I was wearing your little
t-shirt and he jizzed all over my tits? It looked like someone dumped a half
bottle of conditioner on my chest." She took the summer sausage and hugged it
into the valley of her breasts dreamily. "He might drown me tonight if I'm not
careful." She said, looking down and putting her mouth over the end of the
sausage.

That was it for Ben. He lost control. Even as his head cleared and the
frustration melted from his body he was already becoming washed over in guilt.
Jill watched the small wet spot spread in his pants and clucked her tongue
with a smile.

Ben left in shame and went to the library for several hours. When he came home
he was happy to see the lights were off and nobody was home. He walked into
his room and flipped the lights on to find a stuffed teddy bear on his bed
with a note in front of it.

"Benny, this is a little present that Jeremy brought home for me. His name is
Mr. Lusterson. Isn't that cute? Anyway, we both agreed that we'd rather give
him to you. Jeremy was grateful to you for helping me pick out my outfit
today. PS Notice the shirt Mr. Lusterson is wearing. Recognize it? I put it on
tonight thinking of you. You have my permission to use it in the same way with
Mr. Lusterson, thinking of me. XO, Jill."

Ben saw that the stuffed animal was wearing Ben's old t-shirt, now stretched
and torn by Jill's huge tits and Jeremy's penis. The shirt was completely
soaked again in what Ben knew was the 6 day build up of Jill's over endowed
boyfriend. It only took Ben about 5 seconds of imagining Jill in that shirt
during the act to get him excited enough to add his modest wad to the poor
bear.

Jill took a look through Ben's journal for his latest updates while he was at
class. She was pleased to read that Ben had liked his new little stuffed bear
friend. She looked over at the stuffed toy by the dresser, still wearing the
crusty old shirt. She wondered with arousal what Ben thought about when he
looked at it.

Jill enjoyed showing her little guy affection and felt closer and closer to
him each day. She really liked to cuddle with him on the couch at night when
Jeremy was gone. He reminded her of a puppy when she held him on her lap
sometimes. She knew Ben had been faithful to his promise not to masturbate to
her unless she gave permission. Whenever she had asked he was able to tell her
the truth. Ben had a terrible habit of scratching his nose and pulling on his
pockets whenever he lied. He was completely unconscious of it but he did it
every time. The only lie he'd told her in weeks was that he hadn't gone into
her bedroom. She had interrogated him to find out what he had been up to. He
explained that she had left the television remote in her room and he had
gotten it out. He promised that was all he'd done. She believed him but he had
broken a rule all the same. It was probably a good thing that she had to
punish him once in a while anyway. He always behaved a little better and was a
little more attentative to her after she spanked him.

Ben Meets Bridget

Jill was good to her word about looking out for Ben. She was sometimes a bit
overprotective to the point of embarrassment, but none of her friends hassled
him outside of regular teasing. Some of the girls on the volleyball team liked
to pinch his butt or tickle him when he brought them something to drink. But
nobody did anything that made Ben feel in danger of being beaten up, not even
around the guys. This was saying a lot because a couple of the guys in her
group picked fights at bars on almost a nightly basis.

As Jeremy had stopped being on his best behavior he turned out to be the most
mean spirited bully of the group. If he wasn't beating up strangers he was
often picking on his own friends. It wasn't uncommon for Jeremy to order one
of his roommates to do work around the apartment under the threat of an ass
kicking. Every one of his male friends were afraid to cross Jeremy's path when
he was in the mood to pick a fight. Only women and Ben were spared from his
mean spirited bullying. Jeremy treated Jill like a princess, and he respected
her wishes for Ben to be left alone by him. He actually seemed to prefer
watching Jill provide direction to Ben anyway.

On one particularly moody day, an unsuspecting friend of Jeremy's walked into
the room and Jill paid him a compliment on his pink polo shirt. Ben saw
Jeremy's eyes narrowed when he heard his girlfriend compliment the other guy.
Jeremy told him he looked like a 'fairy' in his pink shirt. The 6'0" tennis
player was a pretty big guy himself and not insecure about his sexuality. But
when he joked back to Jeremy that he looked like a 'fairy' when he wore his
wrestling shorts, Jeremy flew into a rage. Jeremy ran up to him and planted
his palms on either side of the guy's head. With his elbows out, his palms
were like a vice as he crushed in and lifted him several inches from the
ground.

"What if this Fairy decided to pop your smart ass little head like a zit?" He
growled. Jeremy's forearms bulged and the formerly macho guy began to squeal
between his hands. Immediately two of Jeremy's other friends began to ask him
to let go, but Jeremy just stood there and held him. Finally he let go and the
guy dropped to the floor, apparently passed out. Even Jill, who seemed to
overlook his bullying most of the time wouldn't talk to him for a while after
that.

It was a surprise to everyone one Saturday afternoon when Jeremy opened the
door to find his dad standing there. Mostly it was a surprise to see what his
dad looked like.

"Hi Jeremy. Long time no see." The man said from the doorway. His dad's voice
was upbeat but it sounded forced.

"Hi dad." Jeremy responded to the man. Jeremy stepped back and his dad walked
in, looking around the apartment with passing curiosity. Ben was surprised to
see that Jeremy's dad was only a couple of inches taller than Ben was! Jeremy
shared similar facial resemblances to his dad, but where Jeremy was 6'8" tall
and probably in the neighborhood of 260 lbs., his dad couldn't have been more
than 5'8" and 140 lbs.

"Is Bridgette with you?" Jeremy asked.

"Of course." His dad answered without looking back. Jeremy's shoulders almost
seemed to slump. Just then another voice called out from the doorway.

"Hi big brother!" The voice didn't match the words. It was a deep female
voice. They all looked in the doorway to see a woman stride in and take Jeremy
into a hug. She was wearing shoes with heels but that didn't take much away
from the fact that her head was probably 6 inches taller than Jeremy. She was
wearing a short skirt and a jacket. She pulled her brother's head against her
cheek and asked "Why so quiet? Aren't you happy to see me?" She hugged him
tightly and there was no overlooking the size and power that must have been
contained in her legs. Her calves were jutting at least 4 inches from the
thick mass of legs. Her thighs were half again larger than her brother's and
her rear was so thick it looked like it would split her skirt if she clenched
just a bit too hard. She actually pulled Jeremy up to his tip-toes slightly
before she let him go. Bridgette pulled her jacket off and nearly everyone
gasped. She was wearing what must have been an XXXL State T-shirt underneath
her jacket. The front of the shirt was creeping up under her massive
letter-stretching chest. She pulled the hem down and looked at her brother's
arms.

"Ut-oh, has somebody been slacking off in the gym?" She tossed her jacket on
the counter and pointed to Jeremy's thick muscular arms. Ben knew that if any
of Jeremy's friends said that to him they would probably get a broken jaw or
broken ribs. His sister Bridget raised her arm up and pealed the sleeve away
from her thick biceps before really flexing. Her cantaloupe biceps pressed
against massive forearms in an unbelievable display of size. "I think I may
have caught up with you." She said with a smile. To a slack-jawed Ben it
looked like she had definitely passed him. Jeremy still hadn't said a word and
all eyes were still on Bridget as she sauntered over behind her father. She
rested her hands gently on his shoulders, her fingers easily covering half of
his chest as well. She stepped closer to her father and the back of his neck
pushed forward slightly by a breast that was much larger then his head. "We
have an announcement to make." Bridget said. She tossed her waist long blonde
hair from her wide shoulder and smiled down at her father. "I made daddy keep
it a secret, didn't I Daddy." Her dad nodded in agreement and they both looked
over to Jeremy. "Surprise! I'm coming to State next semester! I'm transferring
from the community college!" The giant girl threw her arms into the air, and
her chest sent her father stumbling. "Oops." She said to her dad. She wrapped
her arms around him and hugged him at eye level with her. "Daddy, what are you
going to do without me around?" Bridget said. She made a fat lip as if she
were sad and kissed him lightly on the nose. Then she looked over to her
brother for a reaction.

"Great." He said. "That's great news." Jeremy said. There was no mistaking his
forced enthusiasm.

That night Ben found himself alone on his couch with Bridget. Her father had
just left to go sleep in Jeremy's apartment and Jeremy went to Jill's bed with
her. For a few long minutes neither Ben nor Bridget said anything. Ben wished
he had thought to leave sooner. Now he was afraid to make her uncomfortable.
Ben felt very nervous about being alone with a relative of Jeremy's.
Especially one so physically intimidating.

Finally Ben tried to break the ice in hopes that she had a better disposition
then her brother. "So, congratulations. I'm sure your brother is excited to
have you coming to the same school."

"Yeah right." She chuckled. "He's probably shitting his pants."

"Really? Why? Because he thinks you'll tell your dad if he does something
wrong?" Ben asked.

The girl laughed and clapped her arm over Ben's shoulders. She had meant it as
a friendly gesture, but it felt like a person was sitting on his shoulders.
"No, that's pretty funny though. Actually it goes way back. Our mom passed
away when we were just little. My dad remarried a few years later. I really
liked her too, but Jeremy ruined it. I think that was about the time the
problems between us really started."

"How's that?" Ben asked interested.

"Well, my dad had begun to wonder why his wife still tucked Jeremy in at night
when he was 14 years old. So my dad opened the door one night to discover her
bent over Jeremy's bed with her own panties crammed in her mouth. They were
trying not make too much noise while Jeremy screwed her. Apparently the affair
had been going on for months and my step mom was taking it from my brother
every chance she got. I know the details because Jeremy bragged to me about it
so many times. Even back then he was quite well endowed and quite an asshole.
Jeremy liked to brag to me about how she always told him how much bigger he
was than his own father." Bridget's voice was slow and distant as she got
farther into the story. It was almost as if she were recounting it for herself
now. "Things only got worse for us from there. After my step mom was gone
Jeremy started acting out a lot and getting belligerent with my father. By the
time he was 15 he was quite a bit bigger then my dad and he started to push
him around. One night they got into a big fight and he beat my dad up pretty
bad. After that he bullied both myself and my dad around constantly. My dad
tried to bring another woman home that he liked and Jeremy ruined that too. I
used to feel so sorry for my father, but there wasn't much I could do, I was a
year younger than Jeremy. Eventually I realized that if anybody was going to
stop him it would have to be me. Jeremy and I got into some pretty bad fights
after that, but I was determined to protect my dad. Finally, during Jeremy's
senior year I got control. I finally started to beat my brother regularly
thanks to these legs of mine. I got to the point where I could crush him if I
wanted to, and I had to do it often to keep him in line. Trying to fight me
off was the main reason he got so good at wrestling. When Jeremy left for
State I finished my last year of high school and decided to stay behind to
take care of my dad. He tried to get me to leave and do what was best for me,
but I knew how weak and helpless he was. I didn't want him to get hurt. You
know how it is." She said. "I mean you're even tinier." She said down to him
with a smile.

"I can take care of myself." I defended.

"I'm sure you can cutie." She said. She reached across and hugged him,
inadvertently squeezing the air from him. When she let go Ben quickly got up
and told her good night, successfully hiding the fact that he needed to catch
his breath.

It was a few weeks later when Ben heard a knock at the door. He was busy
washing down the kitchen and he assumed it was somebody selling something. He
was surprised to see Bridget when he opened the door. He had no idea they made
dresses quite so large. It had a closed neckline, but no sleeves. Even with
her thick arms relaxed generous raised mounds of muscle in her upper arms were
visible. Her dress of course barely reached her the knees of her long legs.
But she didn't look slutty at all. He dress was at least designed to be
modest. Her makeup was subtle and her long blond hair was up in a bun with
just a few wisps around her face. She actually looked like she might be on her
way to church.

"Hi Bridget."

"Hi."

"Um, Jeremy's not here."

"I know." She answered.

"What can I do for you?"

"I was wondering if you know anything about computers?" She asked.

"Sure. Come on in. Let me get some stuff on and I'll help you out." He
offered. She walked in and picked a black lacy bra off the arm of the couch.

"Um, I haven't had a chance to clean yet." Ben said, a little embarrassed.

"Oh, size E." She said, reading the cup. "I remember those days. I guess I
must have been about 15 years old then. I remember complaining that E cups
were hard to find. Now I have these HH cups and its not even possible." Ben
just swallowed hard and followed her to her apartment.

Of course Bridget lived in the same building, but her apartment was only a
small studio. She pointed him to the computer and he immediately found the
problem. The power cable wasn't even plugged in. She thanked him gratefully
and hugged him gently, but held him for several seconds. Ben was surprised by
how great she smelled. She asked him if he would please have some tea with her
and he agreed. Once they sat down she immediately began to chat happily about
her new classes. Really for the first time Ben had a chance to take in her
facial features, and he was surprised by how pretty she was. She didn't really
resemble her brother much at all. In fact, her face was actually pretty.
Despite her size and build of her body, her lips, eyes, and jaw line were very
feminine. Her hair was long enough to reach her waist, and she let it fall in
cascades over her body as they sat. Even her arms and legs had an elegant
shape and movement to them despite their monstrous size. This almost made her
seem even more powerful to him. He was taking all of this in when she suddenly
stopped talking. She sipped her tea slowly and regarded him silently.

"Jill has you wrapped around her finger doesn't she?" Bridget asked.

"What?"

"You know what I mean. You do whatever you can to please her, don't you."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Come on Ben. I've seen the rules posted on your refrigerator." She smiled and
Ben shrunk in his chair. "Its okay Ben, I'm not judging you." She assured.
"You know she leaves her bras around for you to find. She knows she tortures
you with your desire for her."

"I guess." He admitted. "But she's not all bad."

"No, of course not. She's got one hell of an ass too." Bridget giggled.

"That's not what I mean. I mean I know I shouldn't let anyone boss me around
and control me, but-"

"Of course you should. She's a strong beautiful woman. You should be happy to
let her do that."

"What do you mean? Don't you think I should stick up for myself? Like you did
with your brother?"

The young woman laughed again. "I think you missed the point of my story the
other night. I stood up to my brother because I was strong. Now I'm going to
make his life a living hell this semester. But my dad is a different story. He
had to come to terms with the fact that he was weak and helpless. It took
beatings by my brother and then eventually several hard lessons from me before
he understood. But now he accepts his role and is happier than ever." She
said, then sipped her tea.

"Bu-but your dad lives home on his own now and he's just fine."

"He's doing fine at home, but he isn't by himself. My little sister is 14 now.
She's 6'1" and can carry him in her arms now so I decided she was old enough
to take care of him." Ben just sat there in shock. Bridget continued. "No, I
don't think Jill is doing anything wrong except that she holds something over
you that she will never give you. Does she let you touch her breasts?"

"No." Ben said dumbly.

"She knows how badly you want to have sex with her. Even to touch her breasts
would make you happy, but she won't let you." Ben looked down at the floor,
dejected.

"Come here sweetie." She stood up and picked him up into her arms. Ben was in
wide-eyed shock as the girl took him to her couch and sat with him on her lap.
He sat there dumbfounded and looked up at her. "Why did she tell you that you
weren't good enough for her?" Bridget asked.

With tears in his eyes Ben answered, "She said I wasn't big enough."

"Referring to your penis among other things?" She prompted. He nodded yes.
"Well, that's what I would expect from any girl dating my brother." Ben didn't
feel cheered up by the conversation so far. "Well, there's a couple of things
a girl my size learns at some point." Bridget continued. "One is that a guy
with a cock big enough to match Jeremy's probably has a personality like
Jeremy's. And life is too short to look for someone who fits one bill but not
the other. Number two, a girl learns that there are a wonderful arrangement of
toys out there. And even better yet, a girl can teach any willing guy how to
please her just as successfully with a skillful tongue." Ben looked at her
dumbfounded. He had never been around someone so straight forward.

"Ben, I've developed quite an interesting taste in men, and I'll be honest
with you. It was quite a battle for me not to carry you off into a closet and
have my way with you that first night I met you." She pulled his head to her
lips and kissed him softly. He couldn't have resisted if he wanted to, but her
kiss was so tender that he kissed her back. They kissed like that for several
seconds before she pressed her lips harder to his. Her much larger lips were
like plush sensual pillows for Ben's lips. Her tongue slipped briefly between
his lips and he responded in kind. She opened her mouth and he licked the
inside of her lips and mouth. She let this go on for a few seconds before she
moaned in passion and her tongue pushed his easily out of the way. Her tongue
pushed into his mouth and kept sliding farther toward his throat. Ben's eye's
bulged and his jaw opened wide as her tongue filled his entire mouth. It
writhed and pushed his jaw open to the point of stretching as a moan from her
throat echoed into his body. She let him go but kept her arm around him as if
he might try to run. Panting, he looked up at her and she smiled down at him.
"Mmm you taste so sweet." She said. She licked her lips with her giant tongue.
Then she reached behind her neck and unbuttoned her dress top. She pealed the
tight top down exposing a flesh toned bra. She fumbled behind her back for a
few seconds before Ben saw her breasts push out as the clasp opened. Using two
hands she pealed the heavily padded bra back from one of her breasts and
lifted it out. She took the breast in her hands and slowly licked her own
nipple. Her tongue, which looked as if it were 6 inches out of her mouth,
sensuously stroked a nipple that was quickly growing from the size of a
dresser knob to something quite a bit bigger. "These are my own special
endowments." She said huskily. She put her arm around him and offered the
impossibly large nipple to him. "You're my baby now." She whispered. "Take
mommy's nipple." He did as she said. The size of it was like a popsicle, but
warm and firm. The sucking and rubbing of his tongue made her moan. "She
turned him and cradled him in her arms like a baby. His field of vision only
allowed him a small crescent view of her smiling face from around the huge
breast.

Already stunned by what was happening to him he didn't even react when she
unzipped his pants. He felt her finger trace his erection and she giggled when
he lost control. "That's so cute." She said.

She let him suckle her breast for quite a while but eventually she moved him
to the couch and stood up. She peeled her underwear off and hiked her dress to
her hips before sitting next to him. "Your turn baby." She said. She pulled
him over and kissed him before manipulating him gently to kneel in front of
her. She would spend more than an hour coaching him through practice with his
mouth.

6 Months Later

Bridget adjusted the loose bun in her long hair. She leaned back on her hands
and looked down at her legs. She was sitting in the middle of her living room
floor with her brother Jeremy between her legs. She wasn't squeezing him, she
was just holding him so he couldn't get away while she let him rest. She
looked over at Ben and smiled. He was sitting over on a chair watching her.
She looked down at her chest and shook her head. "Ben, what are you looking
at?" She was wearing a sports bra, which had nowhere near the padding as her
normal bras. She ran her finger over the giant engorged nipple and gave Ben a
knowing look. He swallowed hard and tried to adjust his crotch area.

Bridget decided Jeremy had rested enough. She let go with her legs and pulled
him to a sitting up position. Taking one arm under his chin and pulling his
back against her she began to flex. Her engorged muscles bulged against his
jaw and head. "Enough playing." Bridget said. "I heard you call my boyfriend a
bad word yesterday. I know you didn't think anybody heard you, but I did. Now
you are going to be sorry."

"I'm sorry." Jeremy said.

"You don't have to apologize big brother. I'm just going to make you sorry."
She smiled as she began to really crush his head. Jeremy tried to pull on her
arm, but it didn't loosen her grip much. She was able to reach around and
capture one of his arms against his chest with her other hand. Her shoulder
and forearm swelled as she crushed into his chest as well. Although Jeremy was
still no wimp, he had definitely lost a lot of weight since Bridget had come
to school. His arms looked almost half the size of his sister's now. Bridget
spent the next few minutes passively grinding the bones in Jeremy's scull with
her hulking arms. After she was finished, she let him rest for a few minutes
again, until his panting an moaning became regulated.

"Are you ready for a nice shower Benny?" She asked. He nodded yes so she
pulled her brother to his feet.

"Do you want to be able to clean my kitchen for me tonight or she we just put
you to bed?" She asked her brother.

"Clean." He mumbled in exhaustion.

"Okay." She said, almost disappointed. "But you had better do a good job this
time. I don't want to hear any excuses about your ribs being too sore to reach
the top shelf. Okay?"

"Okay." He whispered.

"Alright." Normally she would end their workouts with a hug that left her
brother too crushed and sore to move for about 12 hours, but this time she let
him drop to the couch.

Later that night after a wonderful shower in which Ben had washed and serviced
her for over an hour, while she had done the same for him in about 5 minutes,
they got dressed to leave. On their way out Bridget called to her brother who
was doing dishes in the kitchen.

"By the way, we saw Jill yesterday. She looked really happy with her new
boyfriend." Bridget had worried at the time what Ben would do when he saw his
old crush, but she was more than pleased to find Ben clinging happily to her.
"She asked how you were doing and I told her you still had your hands full
with our evening workouts and your class load." Her brother didn't turn
around, but his shoulders seemed to slump forward. "Okay, have a good night.
We'll check in on you when we get back." Bridget held her hand out and Ben
took her first three fingers into his little fist. He was so cute, she
thought. She led him out the door to go for some drinks.