The endless summer began with Will sleeping until 9 o'clock.

"Will," his mother called, precisely as the hour turned, "it's time to get up!"

He crawled over to the edge of the bed and thudded indelicately to the floor. Standing, he slowly pulled off his pajamas, changed his underwear, and slipped on a pair of Levi's and a t-shirt.

Stumbling downstairs, still half-asleep, he made his way into the kitchen and sat down at the table. He slurped down the orange juice his mother had left out for him, and thought to himself, "Well, school's out. What the hell do I do today?"

A loner, Will didn't have a lot of friends. He did, however, have something of an alliance going with Veronica, the girl next door.

Veronica and Will had both just finished 8th grade, and were set to begin high school after Labor Day. Still, being one of the prettiest girls in class, Veronica was beginning to attract the attention of some of the bigger, more physically mature boys. The time she spent with Will these days was drastically less than a year earlier.

Still, Will's family had a swimming pool and Veronica had always been prone to spending time in it during the summer months.

If her old habits held true, Veronica should be coming around sometime this morning. And Will would have somebody to hang out with.

Will ate his breakfast, and then went upstairs to change into his bathing suit. While it didn't occur to him to notice, he still had none of the accoutrements of manhood. At 14, his voice hadn't changed, he had very little body hair, and he stood only 5'4". For most of the boys in his class, that had already changed. Will, like Veronica next door, was a late bloomer.

When he reached the back patio leading to the pool, he could see that Veronica had already set herself down in a lounge chair, and was sunning herself.

"Hey, Roni," he called.

"Hi, Will," she yelled back. Spirited to the point of hyperactivity, Veronica had always worried her parents. She was prone to dancing, singing, and, her WASP (White Anglo-Saxon Protestant) parents believed, excessive acts of affection.

She jumped up off the lounge, ran over to Will and hugged him. "Summer summer summer summer!" she giggled. "We're free!"

Will was only half-paying attention to his friend's rantings. His eyes were glued to her breasts.

"Oh, Christ. Not you, too, Will!"

"What?" he asked, innocently.

"Every guy who's seen me in anything skimpier than a parka the last few weeks has stared at my boobs," she complained, "I'm getting really self conscious about it."

"Oh, I...I wasn't. Really."

"Right." Still taller than Will, and as a result of gymnastics strong for a girl, she suddenly grabbed Will and threw him into the pool.

Falling, he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her along with him.

Laughing, they each climbed back out of the pool.

"Seriously, Will," she said, earnestly as she stopped giggling, "everybody's looking at me. My mother says they're growing fast, and that I'm probably going to be really big-chested."

"You're mother's pretty big," Will commented.

"Yeah, but supposedly she was pretty small compared to her sisters, and my father's mother had HUGE tits," Veronica said, curving her hands out a foot from her body to reinforce her words.

"Here," she said, grabbing Will's wrists, "feel them."

Will resisted half-heartedly, but finally wound up giving Veronica a pretty good feel. As an erection rose in his pants, Veronica smiled.

"Did I do that?" she asked.

"Oh Jeez, Roni! Do you always have to...I mean, we're friends! I shouldn't be feeling your..your..you know."

"Get over it, Will! Who did you grow up playing doctor with? Who did you lose your virginity to two summers ago? We know each other's parts better than anybody else, and I thought you should be acquainted with the new...improvements."

"Alright, alright," he grunted.

"Let's go for a bike ride," she said.

"Where to?" he asked, not really that interested in spending a hot summer day rolling through the woods or along old rail sidings, but willing if it would let him stay around Veronica.

"I don't know, back in the woods."

"Sure, let's go," he agreed.

An hour later, they were cruising through old trails in the western part of their township. Environmental laws had resulted in the area being permanently set aside, and Veronica was a frequent visitor to the area.

They came to an old foot bridge over a creek, and Veronica came skidding to a stop, and pulled off her helmet. Not wearing a brassiere, her sweat had wetted down her t-shirt, and her small, pert breasts pressed firmly against the fabric. Will could see the dark circles of her aureola through the soaked cotton.

"Christ, Veronica! Look at you! Your boobs are sticking out."

"Oh, crap," she commented, looking down at herself, "I'm going to have to get thicker t- shirts. I might as well be naked as wear this thing."

And with that, she pulled it off, and her boobs bobbled as their restraint was released.

"Oh, shit Roni, not again."

"Yup," she smiled, and strode seductively towards him.

"You just wanted to get me out here so we could have SEX!" he accused.

"Bingo. We haven't done it since last summer, Will, and I'm so horny! Besides," she grinned, "look at what I've got for you to play with. And you've always been so big. I can't wait until YOU start to develop, you'll be a MONSTER!"

From his careful study of the various technical manuals of Professors Hefner and Flynt, Will estimated his life-long buddy to be a B-cup.

Involuntarily, he reached up and felt her breasts, and then pressed his lips to them. Cool and damp, he barely paid attention to any other part of her body for the whole of their lovemaking session.

As they were leaving, Will saw a glint in the sand, and bent down to pick up a bronze cube, an inch on a side. Parts of it were discolored from oxidation; it looked very old.

"What's that?" Veronica asked.

"I don't know, some piece of metal. Maybe a plot device." Will shoved it in his pocket, and that night put it on his dresser. He promptly forgot about it.

Throughout the summer, maybe once a week, Will and Veronica snuck off to bump uglies. While sex with Veronica had always been something of a labor before, he found that his own stirrings of puberty were making it much more interesting. Also making it more interesting was Veronica's ever swelling bosom. While last summer she'd had no breasts at all, and at the start of this summer she'd barely filled a B-cup, by the time school came back around, his old buddy was jiggling like a punch-bowl filled with Jell-o, with no sign of slowing down. She was now wearing a D-cup. Quite impressive for a high school freshman.

Will was becoming more and more interested in sex with Veronica. Somehow, he had become fixated on her growing breasts. But he was distressed upon starting school to find that virtually every other boy was also eyeing Veronica. In fact, hardly anybody called her "Veronica." To must people she was just, "That Freshman With The Huge Tits." It wasn't a week before his big-chested nymphomaniacal buddy/sex-partner was dating a senior.

And Will wasn't getting any, any more.

Will's eye began to wander, and he noticed that quite a few freshman girls had developed over the summer, though none so dramatically as Veronica.

His shy efforts at approaching other girls were entirely and spectacularly unsuccessful. And so the one-eyed puppy had to settle for a regular spanking.

Will's fantasies largely focused on imagining teenage girls' bodies developing. It turned him on, strangely, in a way nothing else he thought of did. Night after night he thought about swelling tits, skinny thighs becoming curvaceous and girls generally becoming womanly.

One night, after climax, he noticed a strange glow filling his room. Turning over, he realized that the bronze cube he'd found was giving off light like burning magnesium.

A whispering, disembodied voice suddenly began speaking, "You wish to be able to affect women's physical development? So be it."

The glow intensified, and the cube burned out like a shitpaper moth in a bug-zapper.

"Cool," Will thought.

The next morning, Will noticed no change, until he went downstairs to the kitchen. He was astounded when he saw his mother. Now, just looking at her, he was aware of a thousand variables about her physicality, and he was able to translate those variables into concrete terms. Looking out the window, he saw the young wife of his gym teacher walking her dog. Immediately he knew her every measurement, her genetic potential, everything. And he was aware that he could change them at will.

Later, Will was in home room staring discreetly at the impressive profile of Jennifer McGovern, on the far side of the room, thinking about her C-cup breasts growing larger. And they did. "Just a little," he thought, "nothing too drastic."

Suddenly Jennifer's head perked up. She looked around the class, to make sure no one was watching, and slowly felt herself up, and then again to be sure.

Will read her lips, "Holy SHIT!" She was now nearly as big as Veronica.

His mission began that day. Stanton Township High School's females would be improved. Will was aware that women are judged on the basis of their appearance much more than men. He would be the benevolent appearance improver. "Like a plastic surgeon," he thought, "only better."

He began keeping a ledger, in code, with the names of many girls in the high school recorded within, alongside the measurements and development tendencies he'd "perceived" of them, as well as the measurements he believed they'd want.

He put most of the girls on gradual schedules, subtly altering their genetic structure. Fat girls had their propensity for obesity removed, flat chested girls slowly developed busts. Short girls grew taller, long after they believed they'd stopped growing.

And as the months ticked by, he recorded in his ledger the progress his projects achieved. Over all, the school was looking quite a bit sexier. He'd heard some male teachers, including his neighbor the gym teacher, talking about it one day.

"Have you guys noticed how good-looking the girls are this year?" one social studies teacher asked.

"No shit," his neighbor responded, "I've never seen so many girls with big hooters!"

"You're right," a third agreed, "we should cherish this year."

Will walked away, amused. That afternoon he headed to the first winter track practice.

He'd run cross-country in the fall, but now that winter was here, the running events fled indoors. Will was surprised to see how many kids went out for the sport, a lot more than did for cross-country.

He saw guys from the soccer and football teams, and girls from tennis, cheerleading, and gymnastics. One sophomore he recognized was a friend of Roni's from the gymnastics team. Her name was Suzi.

"Hey, Suzi, how's it going?"

"Oh, hi Will. You're going out for winter track?"

"Yeah, long distance events. What about you?"

"I thought I'd try the sprints, and maybe some of the weight events?"

"That's cool, I know Roni's pretty strong from gymnastics, I'll bet you are too."

"Well," she said, blushing, "I'm a lot smaller than Roni."

"OK, well, I'll talk to you later," he said.

Suzi was on the small side, and Will marked her row in the ledger for review. She was too pretty to be so short and flat-chested, he firmly believed.

The whole new team wandered out to the track, and Will watched, interested, as the girl's weight team practiced throwing shot. He was disappointed to see Suzi finishing last in each try. Standing just under five feet tall, she seemed dwarfed by the other girls.

"I hope she doesn't get cut," he thought.

The next day, the coach sent everyone to the weight room on account of inclement weather. Will, along with the rest of the cross-country emigres, was hiding over in one corner of the room, terrified of the football players who were training on the free-weights.

In the opposite corner, Will could see Suzi doing preacher bicep curls. Strangely, he felt extremely aroused as he watched the little blond gymnast pumping her 15-pound dumbells. Her slender-but-firm arms, tiny muscles straining against pale skin, fascinated him, and without meaning to, he began to increase her muscularity.

He watched, engrossed, as with each curl, Suzi's muscles grew slightly larger. Primarily in the arms and shoulders, but throughout her body limbs and curves swelled and grew -- building physical power in her petite form.

Suddenly, Suzi dropped the weights and grabbed both her arms, as if to conceal them from the other people present. He watched covertly as she, equally covert, flexed and felt her bicep. She looked back up with wonder in her eyes.

She stood up, and Will could see that her whole body had filled in with muscle - her slender-but-athletic frame was noticeably less slender. Little Suzi looked like a woman who had spent more than a little time pumping iron. Curvaceous bulges were everywhere on her body.

Suzi turned and ran out of the weight room, and Will was mesmerized by her muscularized rear-end as it swivelled out of view.

Will was incredibly aroused, moreso than he'd ever been by breasts. "What I have been missing?"

Over the weekend, Will couldn't help but think of Suzi D'Armino's amazing transformation.

"All these months I've been giving girls big breasts, but I didn't even think to give them muscles!" he realized.

Come Monday, Suzi was finishing in the middle of the pack in the shot-put. She ran up to him after practice, "Hey, Will!"

"Hi, Suzi, I see you're doing better today," he said.

"Yeah," she said enthusiastically. Then she switched to a whisper, "I don't know what happened! Last week I was working in the gym, and I suddenly got a lot stronger."

"Really?" he said, not making eye contact with her.

"Here," she said, "look at my arm." She flexed her bicep and Will felt himself begin to become aroused. It was round and solid, and bulged from her upper arm.

"It was NEVER anywhere near this big before. And over the weekend I was able to do back-handsprings more easily than ever before. I've gotten REALLY strong."

"Are you sure it was that sudden?" he asked.

"All of a sudden, yeah! Boom, I had muscles."

"That's really strange. And you...uh, you like it?"

"Will, it's SO cool to be this strong. I'm going to pump iron every day, and try to make it keep happening. Can you picture me built like one of those female bodybuilders?"

"Yeah," he said, "but I'd better not."

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing," he said, "what, uh, what other changes would you make to your body, if you, umm, if you could?"

"Oh, God. I'd make myself taller, like maybe 5'8", and I'd like to be chesty like Roni, and really muscular."

"How muscular?"

"I don't know. Jeez, Will, you ask a lot of questions."

He snorted, "You're the one who came over talking about her incredible growing muscles."

"You're right. Actually, I came over to see if you wanted to arm-wrestle."

"What?" he asked, bewildered.

"Well, no offense, but you're one of the smaller guys on the team, I just wanted to see if I'm stronge...as strong as yo...I want to see how strong I am, now."

"Where?"

"I don't know, maybe, well, my parents are going out to dinner, and won't be back 'til late..."

"OK."

"OK, what?" Suzi asked.

"OK, as in 'OK, I'll come over.'"

"Well," she said, "do you want to get something to eat, first?"

"Ummm, sure. How about McDonald's after practice?"

Suzi agreed, and they decided to meet in front of the school before walking to the restaurant.

When they met up, Will noticed that Suzi had left her coat unbuttoned down the front, and was wearing only a girl's undershirt beneath it.

"Whoops!" she said, with an exaggerated expression of embarrassment. "Forgot about that," and promptly buttoned it up, smiling seductively.

Will wondered whether he might be getting in over his head.

On the walk to the restaurant, Suzi kept bubbling about her newfound strength and phenomenal improvement in the weight events. She kept leaning over and hugging Will, as if to share her excitement.

Will, for his part, could not help but notice the unusual strength with which the petite gymnast compressed his rib-cage, or how her hand would casually brush down his back and rear as she removed it. He found himself becoming excited when he thought of Suzi's newly-powerful physique.

At McDonald's, Suzi was more reserved, whispering rather than gushing about how strong she'd become, and how the other girls trying out were so shocked by her performance. They sat in the back corner, Suzi facing the wall, again with her coat unbuttoned.

Will couldn't help but notice her small, jutting breasts pressing against the ribbed fabric of the t-shirt, or of the large, firm trapezius muscles curving from Suzi's neck towards her covered shoulders. And though he tried to resist, the image of her muscles slowly growing kept coming back to him.

"So....." Suzi began, pausing as a chill came over her, "...do you think I'm pretty?"

Will choked on his Quarter Pounder.

"Are you OK, Will?"

"Yeah, yeah."

"I could give you the Heimlich," Suzi purred.

"No...I'm alright." Will demurred.

An uncomfortable silence passed for about half a minute, when Suzi insisted, "Well?"

"Well what?" Will replied, avoiding eye contact.

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Sure." Again he avoided eye contact.

"Don't make me kick your ass, Will."

"OK! Yes, I think you're very pretty."

Suzi smiled innocently, "Oh, much better. Thank you. Oh, thank you. Let's go back to my house, now."

Suzi wrapped her arm around Will's waist, and they walked all the way back to her house.

As soon as they were in the door, Suzi grabbed Will's hand and pulled him upstairs to her room.

She took off her coat, revealing her slender-but-muscular upper body. Will couldn't help but stare at the solid little bicep that popped up when Suzi lifted Will's coat and put it on the hook behind her door.

"Is she bigger?" he wondered.

Suzi caught Will's stare, and froze in mid movement, her arm still bent at a ninety-degree angle. Turning her head toward him, she smiled and said, "You really like my new muscles, don't you?"

Will gulped, and nodded once.

Suzi's grin broadened -- without moving the rest of her arm, she curled her hand into a fist, bent it in toward her shoulder, and strained her bicep. It swelled to twice the size it had just been. A blue vein popped out of nowhere, and successive veins spread down the length of her arm.

Will gulped again. It was bigger than it had been at practice. Significantly bigger.

"I know what you're thinking," she said in a sing-song voice. "Something's happening to me, Will. Something wonderful."

Suzi continued, "I could feel it happening as we were walking, and when we were in the McDonald's. My whole body tingled."

"It's like the more I talk about what's happening to me, the more it happens. I must have some power that's causing this to happen, or maybe one of my wishes has come true. I don't know, but I love it." Suzi finished.

With that, she lay down on the floor, propped up her arm and said, "Let's arm-wrestle."

Will was getting a little tired of gulping, but once again he failed to do much except gulp. He positioned himself opposite Suzi, and took her hand in his own.

"On the count of three....." he said, "...one...two....three!"

Each of them strained mightily, and for a few seconds Will felt a wave of panic, that Suzi might beat him. He stared hard at her bicep, and watched it swell slightly, the blue vein suddenly throbbing to the surface as he caused her muscles to again grow in size and power. But he blocked his thoughts, and slowly but surely his arm pushed hers down, down, and into the carpet.

She pouted.

"Oh, it's not fair! You're a boy! I should have started with a girl!" Suzi said.

"Well, Suzi, I mean, I'm a lot bigger than you!" Will suggested.

"Can you stay a little longer, Will? I picked you, really, because Roni always says such nice things about you. How gentle and sensitive you are...! I want to try something and then wrestle you again."

"Ummm...sure," Will replied.

'OK, watch this!"

Suzi went over to her closet and opened the door. Near the top was a chin-up bar.

"I used to be able to do ten chin-ups, or eight pull-ups. But over the weekend I was able to do twenty-two chin-ups, and then later 19 pull-ups! And I've gotten so much stronger today! Even when we were arm-wrestling, I could feel my muscles getting bigger and harder. My biceps felt like they were going to pop out of my arms!"

And it was true. Just standing there talking to him, Suzi's relaxed musculature showed mass and hardness enough to indicate that she possessed unusual physical strength for a girl of her size. Untensed, her now-meaty bicep protruded with generous curvature.

She sauntered over to him. "You know, the reason I didn't notice my muscles growing at first in the gym? I was too busy pretending not to notice you staring at me to notice what was happening to me. And that's why I approached you later. You saw the whole thing and loved it!"

"Well, Will, if pumping iron can do it, maybe chin-ups can, too. Having you around sure seems to help!"

"Maybe I should go..." Will suggested.

Suzi responded by pressing herself up against him, and forcing her lips against his own. "Don't go. Watch. Please?"

"Alright." he said.

Suzi smiled, reached down and in one athletic motion pulled her sweatpants off. She was wearing a pair of boxers underneath, and Will felt himself go red in the face. Blood rushed somewhere else, too. The musculature of her legs was apparent.

Suzi took his hand and placed it on her forearm. She flexed with the one arm, while drawing Will's hand up her athletic musculature with the other. Over her forearm, across her solid bicep, above the fabric of her shirt, around her deltoid and down between the curvature of her small breasts.

Will's breathing was coming in heavy spurts, and Suzi was only slightly less aroused. She turned from him, walked to the closet, jumped up and placed her hands on he bar. She pulled herself up for a chin-up. And another.

With mechanical efficiency she raised and lowered her body. One after another. "My GOD, Will, it's gotten so easy! I'm so strong, I feel like I could do this all day!"

Suzi inched herself up again and again. Twenty. Thirty. Forty! Finally, as she approached 48 chin-ups, Suzi seemed stymied. Her body hung from the bar, her head hanging back. The muscles in her arms bulging and flush from the effort, Will couldn't resist the temptation. "Grow," he thought.

Suddenly Suzi shuddered violently.

"Oh.....OH!! WILL!! It's happening!! And it's more....powerful than before! I feel like I'm going to explode!"

Suzi pulled herself up again, as quickly as easily as she had when she first started. Each time she pulled herself up, her arms were more muscular, her shoulders more broad.

He watched entranced as her body filled out. The shoulder blades that had seemed so prominent beneath her t-shirt began to diminish in prominence as new, mysterious bulges of muscle began to move beneath the cloth. Will was startled to see that Suzi's musculature was developing at an astonishing rate -- inches and pounds materializing from nowhere every few seconds.

"Look at my arms, Will! Look at them grow! I feel...so....STRRRRRONG! RAARGH!"

Will found his attention wandering downwards to Suzi's ass and legs. Each time she pulled herself up, her butt gave a little shimmy, an unbelievably sexy wiggle. And each time it was a little more curvaceous, a little more obviously muscular, stretching the cheeks of the boxer shorts. Her legs were even better. Her thighs filled in, bulging taut with muscle, and her calves swelled voluptuously. Diamond shaped and diamond hard, Will was stunned at the transformation.

Suddenly, Will heard a ripping sound. He looked up at Suzi's upper body. He'd made her too big!

Bulging, bodybuilder sized muscles were tearing through the arms and shoulders of Suzi's t-shirt.

"YES!" she screamed, her voice no longer high and girlish, but deeper, throaty, sexier and more womanly.

She dropped from the bar and turned to face Will. "That was 100. It seems pointless to continue, don't you think?"

Will went from stunned to shocked as she walked toward him. Her swagger was that of a bodybuilder -- powerful, graceful, self-assured. Her arms dangled slightly away from her body, swollen deltoid and latissimus dorsi muscles pushing them away from her trunk.

And she'd gotten taller. A little taller than Will's 5'4", she'd grown at least five inches in as many minutes. Suzi looked down into his eyes and said, "You need a boost!"

She grabbed him beneath the shoulders and hoisted him in the air, pressing her lips against his, forcing her tongue into his mouth.

Will ran his arms down her body, kneading the unbelievably overdeveloped muscles of her shoulders and back. He tore at the tattered remnants of her t-shirt, desperate to reach more of her solid, bulging flesh.

"Mmmm...that feels nice, Will." And smiling, "You ready to give me a rematch on that arm-wrestling match?"

"S-sure!" he replied, trembling from sexual anticipation.

She let him down, and they positioned themselves as before.

The contrast was dramatic. Where before there had been a slender-but-firm male arm clasping a smaller,athletic female arm, now Will's arm looked short and absurdly puny against the titanic brazza that Suzi confidently rested on the floor.

"One...two...three!"

Suzi smiled as Will strained, throwing every ounce of his strength into the contest. "Are you really trying, Will?"

"Y-yesss..!"

"Oh." SLAM!

"Will, you can try again with both arms, if you'd like," Suzi said, giggling, "or we can try something else.....?"

With that she crawled over to Will and kissed him. He pulled the remainder of her shirt off, revealing the same small breasts as before, now perched on shelves of pectoral muscle.

Effortlessly, she rolled him over and unzipped his pants, pulling them down to his ankles.

His penis had been at full attention for some number of minutes, and Suzi purred when she saw it. "Ooh! Roni didn't lie! It is big! And it deserves a kiss!"

Suzi bent down and placed a long, throaty kiss on Will's member, then came back up and lowered her body on top of his, giggling.

"What should we do now, Will? Any ideas?"

"A few," he replied, gamely smiling as he tried to conceal the rage of passion that was turning his vision red.

Suzi grabbed his penis with her left hand, and gently inserted it into her vagina. "Aahh...ahhhh....ohmygodddddd!" she moaned.

Will made similar noises, and shortly Suzi was gyrating up and down against Will's mid-section. She grabbed each of Will's hands in her own, and pressed them against the floor.

Will tried to free them, but was completely outclassed by her titanic strength. He so wanted to fondle her muscles and breasts...

"Oh, Will, this is such a dream come true! To be so much stronger than a guy...mmmm!"

Will was only half-listening -- Roni had frequently ridden on top during their love-making, and toward the end of the summer, the point of that was having her enormous breasts rubbing against his face.

Denied the tactile pleasure of moving his hands and lips across Suzi's body, he found himself fantasizing about Roni's huge breasts.

"Will! Ooooh, Will! My...breasts are tingling." She shuddered, and Will opened his eyes to see Suzi's petite boobs growing.

She pressed Will's hands against her swelling bosom. "Can you feel? They're growing, Will! Soon I'll be as big, no! BIGGER than Veronica! Yes! She'll look like a little girl compared to me!"

"Can you imagine it, Will? Oh, help me....imagine it! Imagine me taller, stronger, bigger, with tits that make Roni's look puny!"

Will imagined it. He imagined Suzi six feet tall, as muscular as he could, and with breasts the size of...well, really big.

With his face pressed into her swelling tits, and his arms pressed against her enormous and growing arms, Will felt Suzi begin to shudder with orgasmic pleasure as her growth peaked. He felt like a child trapped under a fully grown adult as she shrieked with pleasure and power. Finally, as the tension in her vagina reached almost painful levels, Will also reached orgasm. They came together.

Suzi collapsed, finally exhausted.

After a few minutes, she stood up and, ignoring Will, examined herself in the mirror on the wall.

Will stared. She was at least six feet tall, and more muscular than anyone he'd ever seen in person. The guys on the football team -- and the coaches, too -- looked like little boys compared to her awesomely developed body. Her breasts were equally breathtaking. Each was bigger than her head, and firm. They protruded before her as if there was a complex mesh of wiring supporting them -- but it was just muscle and the raw chutzpah possessed by only the biggest of tits.

Will walked up to her, and found himself staring eye-to-nipple with her left breast.

"God, Will. You look so tiny!"

Suzi reached down and pressed Will's head into her bosom with one hand. Will's head fit neatly between her colossal mams, and the vibrations set off by her laughter gave Will another hard-on.

She pushed him away, and then flexed her right bicep for Will's appreciation. It was enormous.

"Ooh...I have a tape measure around here somewhere!"

Suzi went to her dresser and moved to open the top drawer, but accidentally pulled the drawer apart, and the contents spilled out on the floor. "Don't know my own strength," she mumbled.

She picked something up from the floor, and standing, showed it to be a 60-inch tape measure.

"Will, take my measurements!"

His talent had already provided Will with various indices of Suzi's spectacular curves, far more complicated and detailed than those that could be provided by a tape measure, but he played along. Will moved Suzi's small desk chair over next to her. She posed for him as requested.

"Neck," he pronounced, "19 inches."

"Bicep, uh, wow. 24 inches."

"Chest, beneath the breasts, uh, 46 inches. Bust is, umm, we have a problem. The measure's too short by an inch or two. Let's call it 62 inches," Will said.

"What size bra is that?" Suzi asked, scrunching up her face.

"I'm not sure....48...uh....maybe 'L'," Will said, "I'm not sure, but I don't want to lose an exclamation point."

"48L! Where will I get one of those?" Suzi sputtered.

"I read about a store in England that sells them, I think, but never mind that -- we'd never be able to manage the hooks. Let's keep going!" Will pressed.

"Waist, 27."

"Hips, ummmm, 42."

"I'm a little top-heavy, I think." Suzi said.

"I'm sure nobody will notice," Will said, smiling, "Can we fuck again?"