Dream About Me By Stewy Do not read if under 18 and/or offended by sexual content. Dream About Me By Stewy It was dark. Very dark, but my night vision was adjusted. I was waking up. My body twisted and rolled slightly on top of some sort of very soft feeling cloth as I came to. I lifted my hand and felt a wooden wall to my left side. I lifted it upwards and felt a wooden ceiling of some sort. "Where was I?" I wondered. "How did I get here?"" The last thing I remembered was going to bed with my beautiful wife Ashley. That was when it occured to me. "I'm dreaming... Aren't I?" "Hmmmmmm Hmmmmmmmmmmmm Hmmm Hmmmmmmmm" my wife's beautiful voice filled my ears as she hummed a lovely soft lulling tune. "Strange," my brain thought, "Why is her voice so loud? And where is it coming from? I can't see a thing." *Flick* the sound of a lightswitch Light instantly illuminated the scene, but only ever so slightly as it poured through the cracks of some kind of wooden box prison I currently was inside of. The light was enough to dimly lit everything. My naked body came into view, which wasn't much of a shock seeing as I always sleep in the nude. What was truely shocking were my surroundings. I turned to notice I was laying on top of what seemed like a giant pair of underwear. They were white with frilly spandex edges and small little flowers patterned across them. There were many pairs underneath them, which is probably why I was so comfortable. "Now I know I'm dreaming." I chuckled to myself. "Hmmmm Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Hmmmm Hmmmm Hmmmmmmmmmmmm." the loud but soothing voice of my wife hummed again. I scooted my butt off of the pile of underwear to investigate what I saw further down. I gripped the white lacy contents with my hands and lifted it up. The two giant cups of the bra before me were as big as my upper body. Maybe even bigger. This was by far the most gigantic bra I had ever seen before in my life. It caused me to chuckle out loud. I laughed even louder when I made out the label under the dim shadowy light that read "36 F". "My wife wears a DD." I told myself. "I guess not in my dreams she doesn't." I chuckled again. Just then, the ground beneath me began to move. I dropped the bra and layed flat on the ground as the crack that the light was peaking through grew and expanded. I was in a drawer, that was where I was. I was in my wife's underwear drawer, that was currently being opened. The light was quite offensive and I raised my arm up over my eyes to keep it from burning them. "I thought I heard you in here." my wife's sweet voice stated. I caught a brief glimpse of her as I moved my arm for just a moment. My eyes were hazy and blurry from having just woken up from sleep. "No way." I thought to myself laughingly. In that moment I thought that my wife had seemed absolutely enormous, but I couldn't have been sure. I rubbed my eyes. "Playing around with my things like a naughty little boy were we?" she chided playfully. "Huh?" I blubbered through sleepy lips as I finished rubbing my eyes and opened them to confirm my suspicion. My wife Ashley's cute gorgeous face was smiling down at me, only it was somewhere around 6 times bigger then I remember it being. I must have been a foot tall little man. Her soft brown hair was wayyyyy longer then it was in real life and is cascaded down her shoulders over her... "Oh my god." my mind uttered as my jaw dropped. The silver spaghetti strapped nightie my wife has on was quite revealing. And what aesthetically pleasing things to be reavealing. My wife was beyond stacked. Seeing the enormous swells of her bust was enough to make me want to wet my pants, if I had been wearing any that is. The beautiful smile above me chuckled a bit at my reaction as her hands reached into the drawer towards me. I admit to being a bit scared at the sheer size of her body, but she was my wife, I knew she would never hurt me. Her huge hands wrapped around my torso and lifted me up and out of the drawer and off of all the soft comforting cloth I had been laying on. My naked ass was gently plopped down onto the top of the dresser, which felt slightly cold. My surroundings came into view, though still way to bright for me to fully accept with wide eyes at this moment, I recognized it as my bedroom. My bed was right over there. After glancing at my surroundings, my eyes went straight back to my wife. I was positively oggling her gigantic body. "Dreams are niiiice." I thought to myself, looking at my wife's exagerated form. Even if I had been normal size, it would have been easy to tell that Ashley was bigger and sexier all over then she was in real life, which was saying a lot considering how hot she was. "Does my hubby have something for me?" her sweet voice asked, reaching over me with one of her gigantic arms to grab something. I looked around, but couldn't find anything. What could I possibly have for her? I was completely naked. "Uhhhh. I donno." I said simply, staring at the heaving neckline that was being presented proudly by my wife's wonderful posture. *Snap* *Click* the sound of some kind of bottle being opened and closed. *Splurpa Bloop Blurrrp Shplipp* the sound of some kind of goo oil or lotion being sloshed around filled my ears until my wife's giant hands came into view from behind me, covered in a shiney lubricant that she was lathering her hands with. "I think he does." she said, dropping her voice to a more sexual manner. I could defenitely tell she was in the mood. I nearly jumped as I felt her warm finger tips slide up my leg. They were so slippery, smooth, and sensual. She saw my mouth open in reaction and gave me an open-mouthed look of approval as her fingers slid further and further up my miniature sized body. When her fingertips reached my privates, I was in heaven. They slid and played across my shaft and balls, lathering them up with what was defenitely more than enough oily substance. Her fingers slid up and down my body and soon it wasn't just my shaft that was oily. My legs, my lower abdomen, my stomach, and chest were nice and slippery. Ashley bit her lower lip mischivously, seeming to be truely enjoying herself. My eyes fell to her chest and stayed there for a while. I just still couldn't get over the size of them. They were positively huge, and the deep chasm of cleavage was so inviting. "That's right. I don't mind Spencer. Look at hubby's big beautiful breasts." she told me, curling an arm underneath her chest and hugging the underside of her breasts with it, causing her tits to lift up and squash together gently. I nearly gasped out loud as she did this because she simultaneously began squeezing my penis with her oily fingertips. She smiled at the reaction on my face, continuing to work at my length that was now miles beyond hard. "You know what I want Spencer." she told me, working my length with encouraging squeezes, attempting to pump out it's liquidy contents. "Oh? What's that?" I responded in jest through my obviously aroused voice. "I want you to cum Spencer." she informed me, lowering her giant head towards me so that her lips were inches away from my member. Her face was so cute and gorgeous, yet quite intimidating at her size. Her plush red lips puckered in front of my penis teasingly in an obvious attempt to arouse me as she squeezed and squeezed at my penis with her fingertips. She began squeezing at the base and sliding her finger tips all the way up to the head. The pressure would release to a light feathery touch as they slid back down, only to squeeze the base again and slide all the way up. It felt like I was being milked. "Give it to me sweety." Her lips danced across her words, ever so close to my dick, that was getting close to orgasm. Then I realized it was strange what she was asking. She knew that I never came. 5 years ago in Tibet, I met a... Well, it's a long story, but I became interested in sexual practices, the most basic of which was how to conserve one's seed and prolong orgasm. It was rather difficult, but if the pleasure wasn't beyond a certain level of intensity, it was entirely do-able. As I sat there on the dresser, with my giant dream wife jerking off my oily dick, I clenched my ass and genital muscles in preperation for an amazing dry orgasm. My dick began to spasm and twitch, and I clenched as hard as I could. The pleasure coursed through my body like electricity. I closed my eyes as she continued to move her fingers faster and faster and faster, squeezing and pumping at my dick. I opened my eyes to see her eyebrows turn inward in a look of confusion and frustration. She kept pumping my rod towards her lips but nothing came out. Immediately, my wife let go of me. She stood up straight, thrusted her chest out, pushed her fists onto her hips, and pouted at me. "My god she's incredible." I thought to myself, still orgasming as I watched her massive breasts wobble gently into place from her movements. "SPEN... CER..." she said aggravatedly. "I told you I don't like it when you do that." she told me in earnst. I knew this not to be true though. In real life my wife loved the fact that I could fuck for hours without end. What woman wouldn't? I laughed at her as my orgasm began to fade. This made her lips tighten and her eyes and eyebrows sink even lower into a look of annoyance. This didn't last long as her tight lips curled into a grin I wasn't all that familiar with. "You know Spencer. I have ways of getting what I want." she told me in a sexy, yet very dominant tone I wasn't used to hearing. Her smile crept even wider before her tongue crept out and licked her lips. I'll admit it was sexy, but I was well practiced in the arts of sexual control. I sat on the dresser, smiling with my inflated ego telling me I was in control despite the fact that my wife was a towering giantess. But I wasn't ready for what happened next really. It knocked the confident smile right off of my face. After her tongue licked her lips, it slipped back into her mouth. Ashley's hair began to move and quiver slightly, as if there was a gentle wind in the room, though there wasn't. I gave a quizzical look of curiosity that quickly turned into shock as her tongue descended out from her lips, down her chin, and down her neck. My eyes opened wide at what I was witnessing. I could see her facial expression was enjoying my reaction as her tongue slipped slowly down her neck, seeming to have no end. She wrapped her arms underneath her tremendous breasts, squeezing them together for my benefit as her tongue reached the top of her cleavage. "Oh my f'ing god." I thought to myself in disbelief, having apparently forgotten this was all a dream. It just all felt so real. The tip of her tongue danced and flicked at the top of her cleavage, playing with it with it's muscley control. My eyes were captivated as it slid downward, snaking between her breasts and lifting out of her cleavage, as if scooping something out from between her breasts. It then lay flat down across the line of cleavage between her breasts as it was pulled upward as slowly as it had descended back into her mouth, ending with another lick of her lips. I looked up at her in awe as she let go of her breasts and placed her hands on either side of me at the dresser, presenting me with a full view of her now saliva coated breasts that were inflating and deflating with her purposefully exagerated deep breaths designed to turn me on. "You WILL give me what I want Spencer. I need it to grow." she told me. Her soft brown hair quivered around me, seeming to move on its own. Without warning, clumps of her strands of hair joined together and slithered towards me, snaking across my limbs before wrapping around them. Her long soft hair enwrapped both of my wrists and thighs as she leaned down towards me closer still, bringing those heaving breasts of hers inches away from my vision. Ashley's giant hand begen sliding over her magnificent breasts, passing over them and emphasizing their size. She was trying to get me all worked up, which was working. I tugged at her hair, but it was as strong as any thick rope. It didn't seem to cause her any pain or annoy her that I was doing this. I couldn't back away from her tremendous body. The gorgeous face of my dream wife descended down towards me, causing her breasts to squash ever so slightly into my legs, sliding down my legs through the silky soft material of her nighty as she lowered her body. My penis was already stiff as her chin rested in between my legs. "You can't stop me from milking you Spencer, so don't even try." she informed me in a very dominant and confident tone, her plush lips moving inches away from my stiff penis, bathing it with her warm breath. I don't know if it was her words or the tongue or the hair, but for some reason, I entirely believed her. Ashley's tongue snaked out from between her lips and made contact with the tip of my penis. It spirialed around the head and gave it a gentle squeeze before spiraling around and around and around my penis until it was trapped in a coiled prison of muscley softness. It felt so hot, wet, and tender. I felt my arousal building way faster then I was used to. I was so heavily aroused my head was spinning. Perhaps it was her dominance, or her unnatural abilities, but I was feeling my orgasm bubble inside me, threatening to explode. Ashley's unnatural tongue coiled even further downward, spiraling around my dick as the tip had reached my torso, snaking down it to lap and tease at the underside of my balls. I felt her tongue tighten and squeeze my shaft as her head twisted to the side, her eyes gazing at mine with look of curiosity and control. I tugged at the soft hair that gently bound me as her prisoner, though it didn't release me. My impending orgasm built up more and more as her tongue began sliding up and down, spiraling the whole thing around me again and again. My entire penis was coated with slithery soft tongue that was causing the most stimulating dream I had ever felt in my life. It began to squeeze between slithers, coiling and squeezing, coiling and squeezing. I couldn't take it, and she knew it. At just the right moment, Ashley's lips descended enveloping my tongue wrapped penis in her hot mouth that began to hum around me. It was humming that musical tune she had been singing earlier when I was in her underwear drawer. "Hmmmm Hmmmmmmmmmmmm Hmmm Hmmmm Hmmmmmmmm." her vocal chords vibrated my body gently as her tongue milked the ever loving shit out of me. Ashley's lips began kising my abdomen, upper thighs, and balls as she hummed while teasing my dick to the point of no return. I clenched my ass and prepared to hold in my seed but her tongue began spiraling faster and faster. I simply couldn't handle the pleasure load. My seed erupted in her enclosed mouth, leaking outward onto the soft surface of her tongue. It oozed between the seems of her spiraled tongue prison and into her mouth that gave it more than a warm welcome with a loud "MMMMMmmmmMmmmmmmm" that vibrated my body. My eyes were closed and lost in pleasure, envisioning the huge heaving bustline of my giant wife wobbling into place as she stood upright exactly as she had just a few moment earlier. I was beyond any point of control. I spewed and spewed and spewed my seed into her hot inviting mouth and I felt as if I was getting weaker and weaker. Ashley's tongue stopped teasing my balls and unwrapped at a painstakingly slow pace, causing my body to twitch and convulse in pleasure as it slowly released me. I felt my limbs had been freed as her hair relinquished its grip on me. When she finally lifted her sexually intimidating mouth off of me, she grinned widely with a dominant glee that my normally joyful happy wife Ashley wouldn't ordinarily glee. This defenitely was a dream. Wasn't it? "Mmmmm hmmm hmm hmmm." she laughed, running her tongue over her shiney lips to taste me one last time. It was subtle at first, but there as no mistaking it. Her nightie was shrinking. Her cleavage was growing tighter and tighter as it shrank around her burgeoning bust. No wait. It wasn't shrinking. "Oh my god." I realized. "Ashley is growing." Ashley's breasts slowly pushed up and out more and more as they grew and grew at a slow steady pace. Her lovely brown hair lengthened and grew longer as it cascaded dreamily down her body. Her head rose up higher and higher as she got taller. I watched as she scrunched her nose at me in the cute manner she usually did in real life as she rose up and up and up. I couldn't stop staring at her tits as the expanded and expanded growing more and more massive, threatening to break the nightie that now seemed severel sizes too small. Ashley stepped back and I saw a full view of her body. "Oh my god Spencer!" She exclaimed in glee. "That was a GOOD one!" My gigantic wife turned around and trotted over to the tall mirror to look at herself. Giving me a full view of the white panty clad ass that was now half exposed by the nightie that was now too short for her. Her panties were stretched beyond belief, struggling to contain the bulging cheeks of her ass that wobbled with her footsteps. Lightly gripped the bottem of her nightie, she turned her torso side to side, observing her amazing form in the mirror with obvious approval. She leaned over and kissed at the mirror, giving herself a seductive cheesecake pose that emphasized her bustline as she presented me with a glorious view of her backside that I couldn't stare away from. I started thinking maybe now would be a good time to leave. I turned and looked at the door and quitely scooted off the dresser, landing with a soft thud. I turned and began speed walking quitely out of the bedroom. As I slipped through the open bedroom door, I looked down at the most intimidating set of steps I had ever seen. I quickly began climbing down them as fast as I could. When I reached the bottem 3 steps I heard my wife above me. "Oh Sppppeeeeennnncccceeeeerrrrr!" she called in a teasing voice. I turned and looked up at my gigantic wife, easily seeing up her nightie from my upward vantage point. I was distracted for a moment by the sheer erotic bulging size of the woman before I turned and continued to run. *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* Her loud seemingly giant body thundered down the steps at an alarming rate. I was snatched up off the ground in mid stride though I was sprinting as fast as I could. She had caught up with me in a matter of moments, holding me out from her at shoulder height she smiled at me. She took deep breaths from the brief workout I had given her, her breasts expanding and contracting, pushing up and out at her clothing. I stared at her breasts with disdain and awe as they commanded my thoughts and made me think of only sex. "Awwwwwwwwwww." my wife said sweetly to me. "Come give mommy a great big hug." she said in a cutesy voice like I was 2 years old. I squirmed in her grasp as those giant heaving breasts seemed to grow and expand in my vision as she brought me closer and closer and closer. I think she was doing it incredibly slowly on purpose because she was grinning ear to ear above me. Those breasts got closer and closer until I was sure I would be completely squashed against them, enveloped in the soft silky flesh of my wife. Completely taken in by her gigantic breasty hug. I stared at those heaving breasts that were now almost as big as my body as she continued to take full deep breaths. "Beep Beep Beep." She announced loudly. "Huh?" I said baffled at the noises she was making as I felt her breasts lightly touch my face and body. Her arms tightened on me and I was sure she was going to give me a deep enveloping hug that was squash me into those enormous tits of her. "Beep Beep Beep!" she repeated "BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!" my alarm clock screamed at me, rousing me from my slumber. I slapped it quickly to shut it up. "8:00am" it read. I rubbed my forehead. The spot where my wife usually slept was empty. She must have already left for work. I turned and looked at the picture of my wife on the dresser to make sure I was awake and my wife wasn't some gigantic sexpot. "Maaan, what a dream." I thought to myself.