Stewart By Stewy I was so young when I married Kelly. At 23, I was on top of the world; Rich, handsome, and well-liked by all. By age 26, I managed to sell my computer business for a more than hefty price and with all my investments, I was set for life. I had my health, my wife, my mansion, my expensive cars, my servants, and everything I could ever want. Despite the fact that she was poor and from a broken home, Kelly was an absolute catch. She was half Hawaiian and half native american, and the nicest person you'd ever meet. She was always modest about her looks though. She work at a child's healthcare center and always dressed modestly. We hit it off instantly when we met and I always knew she would make a great mother. The only thing about Kelly was that she was a little... well... off maybe. I never spoke about it, but she knew how I felt about her wierd New Age spiritual magic stuff she was into. I didn't believe in any of it, nor did I really care THAT much, but it kind of creeped me out a bit and ended up becoming a big issue 4 years after I married her. Before we got married, she always told me she wanted "to have as many kids as possible," with a glinting sparkle in her eyes. I was not all that fond of children, but I guess I wanted to have some at some point. However, she never stopped talking about it and after we tried for a few years, Kelly insisted we go to a clinic since we hadn't made any babies. I wasn't very happy to find out that I had been shooting blanks, and was entirely infertile. I was healthy, entirely in shape and in my prime, but I just wasn't designed for making babies I guess. Of course, this caused a great rupture in our relationship. Kelly, who wanted more than anything to have a child, was entirely distraught. She grew depressed and became very quiet. I tried to console her, but what could I do? With all my money, I couldn't give her what she desired most in life. I tried every fertility drug known to man, and got zero results. I thoguht she was too loyal a wife to divorce me; too kind and sympathetic to leave me. I really didn't know what to do or how to cheer her up. I was ready to simply live out my life without kids. Such is life. I wondered if this was going to ruin our marraige. One day Kelly's depression suddenly came to an end. Our sex life was reborn and Kelly became more promiscuius than I could ever remember. I don't know how or why Kelly got over my lack of fertility, but all of a sudden she was the young girl I had married again. She truely did loved me, and began showing it in her affections daily... _________________________________________________ "Ahhhh... Finally!" I declared impatiently as the food was served onto the table. My tongue began to water as our beautiful italian servants Maria and Sylvia began placing metal dishes with covers on them in the middle of our enormous table. My wife's eyes met my eyes and she looked at me with content, obviously pleased with the arrival of the food as well. "I'll never take you two for granted." said Kelly gracefully. Maria and Sylvia both chuckled as they shuffled in more food. I must say they were both very attractive. Perhaps too attractive, but it was Kelly that hired them, not me. Kelly knew I was a glutton for italian food. I frequently caught myself stealing glances at the two of them when nobody looked. I really hope Kelly never saw me. It made me feel somewhat ashamed being a married man, but I'm only human. The sheer size of Maria's chest alone drew so much attention. Sylvia's perfect round bubble butt swayed provacatively everywhere she walked and it wasn't only natural to take notice of it. They almost always dressed modestly and sort of old fashioned, but no amount of clothing could hide their bodies. I'm sure Kelly would understand if she caught me stealing a glance or two. She wasn't really a jealous woman and besides, she hired them. "What have you got in store for us tonight ladies?" I inquired. "Molto belecia, solo gracia." said Maria, leaning over and lifting the covering from the dishes to reveal a glorious dish of some kind of cheese stuffed pasta chunks with tomatoe and basil and a bunch of other stuff. The truth is I didn't understand a word of italian and it all sounded like gibberish to me. She could have told me that it was anything in italian. I oftened wondered about the conversation between those two. I'm sure they were talking about me sometimes. No matter though, they cooked better then anyone. "MmmMmmmmm..." my wife moaned in appreciation of the food as she took her first bite. "Damn, this is good." I said, joining in the meal. "Maria, Sylvia, please... Join us for dinner." insisted Kelly sweetly. "No madam, we couldn't possibly." replied Sylvia sternly and confidently. Those two almost always refused. They were very serious about their jobs and seemed to have a strict set of customs and rules. "Bah, you're no fun." Kelly laughed. I smiled at her from my seat at the table, enjoying my meal immensely. "Oops, what's this? There's something stuck under here." I said bending under the table and grabbing a box wrapped in illustrious velvety green wrapping paper with a darker green ribbon on top. I held it up before Kelly and gave her a gentle smile as I displayed the box to her and handed it to her. "Stewart?!?! What's this?" Kelly said, covering her mouth in suprise. "I donno, I found it under the table. Why don't you open it?" I replied playfully. Kelly's smile warmed up the room. I was so tired of seeing her so down ever since the dreaded news of my sterility, it made me very happy to see her smile. "You shouldn't have." she said genuinely. Kelly slowly unwrapped the package and found there to be a black, soft jewlry case underneath the paper. She opened the box and gasped as she looked upon a brand new diamond necklace. Her hand covered her mouth and she looked up at me with eyes that told me it was too much. "Stewart, these are real diamonds. I..." she was taken by my gift and I was glad she liked it. "Their beauty is nothing compared to yours." I said cooly, thinking I was Mr.Smooth. Who wouldn't be smooth with all the money I had. When you're rich, it's easy to please women. "YOU... are a SWEETHEART mister..." her jaw dropping slightly and looking at me with a very serious and somewhat horney expression. I took a sip of my wine, and sat back in my chair, saying nothing. "I'm going to hop in the shower sweetie." she said, putting her fork down onto her plate, wiping her mouth with her napkin, and getting up from the table. I certainly knew what that meant. Sex. I was going to get sex. I deserved it too. Kelly hadn't sexed me up in 5 days. I finished eating, went upstairs, put on my robe, lay on my bed, and began reading a book, listening to sound of the shower running in the bathroom. "There you are..." said Kelly in a sultry voice I had come to recognize as the voice she used when she was feeling frisky. I looked up to see her standing in the bathroom doorway. Steam was rolling out of the bathroom and her long black raven hair was still wet from taking a shower. That wasn't the only thing that was wet though. Kelly had on a tight white T-shirt that clung to her so tightly. Her full D-cup breasts displayed proudly through the damp T-shirt. Her taut belly was exposed and she had on that sleek pair of black satin panties that always emphasized her curves. She threw her hair back over her shoulder and I admired her dark tanned skin as she stood there with her hands on her hips, posing proudly. "Hey hey." I responded, more than eager to see her. Reaching back into the bathroom for a moment, she grabbed a white squeeze bottle without a label on it and sauntered towards me. I began to salivate as I lay there on the bed in my robe, reading a book that was no longer important I cast it aside. I lay there with anticipation as she approached and placed a thick tanned thigh up on the bed and began to slowly crawl towards me with a very serious and sexy look in her eye. "What's that you got there Kelly?" I inquired curiously. "Something special." she whispered as she crawled up over my legs on all fours, reaching for my belt to untie it. I just lay there with my back propped up against some pillows as I raised my arms above my head and relaxed. Kelly never failed to please me in bed when she wanted to, plain and simple she had a golden touch. I felt my robe part and the skin of my lower body made contact with the cool air as she undressed me. I watched Kelly open the bottle and squeeze some pink gel onto her hand that seemed to have a very bright, almost glowing color to it. Assuming it was some expensive lotion of some kind, I put my mind at ease while I listened to her hands making squishing sloppy sounds as she applied what seemed like way too much lotion to her hands. I gasped as I felt her cool dark hands on my privates. That squishing noise was now the sound of her hands lathering me up between my legs. "OoooOoooo." she cooed. "That feels niiice." "Y... Yeah..." I said, a little taken by the cold feeling of the lotion which felt almost like icey hot. The lotion tingled on my skin and seemed to make me more sensative. I stared and gawked down at her, peering down the open neckline of her shirt at her exposed cleavage. Kelly stared down at my manhood, focusing at the task at hand. She seemed to sense me looking down her shirt and her beautiful face turned up and smiled a knowing smile at me. Then she took the bottle in her hand again and squirted more lotion down onto my privates, I gasped again at the cold, tingly, pleasurable sensation. "Blllppp.... Spplllbbb... Bllbbb..." The squishing noises of the lotion of my crotch got louder as she worked her hands on me. I heard Kelly chuckle at the obvious pleasure on my face and she moaned a little encouragingly. It didn't take me long for me to get hard. Pretty soon I was standing at full salute. Her hands began squeezing me and sliding up and down me with persistance. I moaned as I looked down at her beautiful body. "OoooOo. Kelly!" I said almost urgently, feeling myself losing control much quicker then I'm used too. Kelly looked up at me with a huge, wide, and glowing smile, displaying full mouth of pearly white teeth. She seemed thrilled that she was exciting me so quickly. Apparently in a very agressive mood, Kelly didn't waste any time. She slowed her hands down and looked up at me with that knowing grin and licked her lips as she slid her body down the bed and lowered her head between my legs. I made a loud "WooooHH" noise as her warm mouth surrounded me. Whatever she was using made my cock so sensative, the sensation of her tongue sliding against my lotion covered rod was indescribable. It was less than a minute before I erupted in her mouth. I was both surprised and slightly ashamed at how quickly I came. Kelly held me in her mouth while I emptied myself into her. She swallowed every drop with a familiar "MmMmmmm." As I deflated, she licked and lapped at my dick, cleaning all the lotion off of me. "Wow Kelly, that was incredible. What was that stuff?" I said slightly out of breath from the experience. "I made it myself. Did you like it?" She looked at me raising her eyebrows and anticipating my answer. The second I heard the words "Made it myself," I began to have second thoughts about her new lotion. I hoped it wasn't another one of her wierd pagan concoctions. Kelly read the look on my face and put on her own face of slight frustration. "You didn't like it?" she asked, knowing my thoughts. "No No, it was great honey. It felt incredible." I said encouragingly, masking my inner thoughts and attempting to sooth her. It's not like I believed any of that crap actually worked, but what if she accidently made my dick fall off or something? I didn't like the thought of her using some wierd herbal junk on me that didn't come from a licensed doctor of some kind. Even though it felt so great, I decided that I wasn't going to let her use that wierd goop on me again. Kelly knew I was just being nice, she crawled up beside me and didn't seem to be offended. She kissed my cheek, grabbed my arm, and held herself up against my side and nuzzled her head on my shoulder. She was so gorgeous, I began to pet her hair and admire her beauty. Man, I was a lucky guy. Life was all too sweet and I drifted off into dream land. ______________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________ I was in my old house in the middle of night. The one I was living in when I first met Kelly. The doorbell rang and I answered. Strangly, a very strong and cold wind blew against me as I reached for the door handle. I turned the knob as my hair began to blow with the wind. Kelly was standing in the doorway, she looked exactly the same as the day I first met her. She was wearing exact same T-shirt and jean shorts I remembered. "Kelly, what are you doing here?" I felt compelled to ask. "Remember how you promised me a child?" she asked coldly and lifelessly. "Uhhh, yeah Kelly, but I didn't know that I was sterile." I replied defending myself. "I don't care, I want a child, and you'll give it to me." she persisted, her voice low and stern. "Honey, what's wrong? I thought you understood." I pleaded. "I understand alright. I understand that I WANT A CHILD! I WANT A CHILD STEWART!" she yelled at me. "Calm down Kelly. We can figure something out." I put my hands on her trying to calm her down. I looked outside and around to see if anyone was listening and looking at us. Kelly pushed me rather forcefully, something I wasn't used to and I stumbled back inside the house. She approached me, looking at me menecingly. She began to run a finger sexily across my chest and gently poked me before she began to speak again in that cold voice. "Listen Fucker. I want a baby... and I want it... now." she said poking me to punctuate her words. "Kelly. Please, try to understand my position." I rationalized. "No. You will make me a child, or... I WILL KILL YOU!" she screamed in holy terror before pulling out a giant butcher knife out of nowhere before stabbing me in the heart forcefully. I panicked the moment before the knife entered between my ribs and into my heart. In that moment that seemed to happen in slow motion, I tried to react quicker and stop it, but I couldn't. Right as she stabbed me everything went dark. I cried out Kelly's name. "Kelly! I'm sorry!" I yelled. ______________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________ "Shhhhhh... Shhhhh..." hushed a soft gentle voice in my ear. Kelly was licking my cheek and kissing the side of my face and my head while shushing me in my ear and petting my head. Her touch soothed me and calmed me as I came to. I surveyed the room with my heart still beating rather quickly. I was sweaty, and felt unclean and unhappy. "Shhhhhh... You were having a bad dream Stewart. You were yelling my name. What were you dreaming about?" she asked. "I... It was really strange. It didn't make any sense." I said, beating around the bush. Kelly just looked up at me and nodded with a gentle smile. That was when I noticed something really odd. My crotch felt cool and tingly. I looked down and saw that I was covered in the same lotion Kelly used on my last night. "What the?" I protested while Kelly's hand grabbed my already erect rod and gave it a firm squeeze. "I thought I'd wake you up with a surprise sweety. It'll calm you down and make you feel better." she cooed into my ear, giving me a soft kiss on my cheek before she nibbled at my ear. My brain quickly began to forget about my bad dream and I became clouded and hot with lust. I would have protested her use of that goofy icey hot crap on me again, but since it was already done, I wasn't about to say anything about it. "I like suprises." I said, reassuring her minstrations, thrilled with her renewed vigor and lust for sexual activity. "I know sweetie... I know you love the way my hands feel on you..." she whispered into my ear as her palm began to pass over me, rubbing me into my lower abdomen. "I know you like it more when I put you in my mouth and lick you all over." she said in a louder, huskier voice. I wasn't used to this. Normally we just had regular sex. It wasn't like Kelly to be doing these things so much, but I wasn't about to complain. I was in heaven. "Uh huh." I replied stupidly, feeling her hand wrap around me and begin masturbating me. "You came so quick last night honey. When I put my mouth on you, you didn't even last a minute." she cooed sexily. I couldn't deny her dirty talk was getting to me, but that last line struck my pride a little. It made me feel like an immature teenager that couldn't hold my wad. "Yeah... I guess I had a lot in me..." I said weakly, trying to regain a little bit of my dignity. "I don't think so. I think it was cus this lotion feels soooo good doesn't it?" she said insistantly, causing the familiar squishing sounds of the lotion to fill the air as she ran her hand up and down me. "I've been getting to you lately haven't I? You love it when I get agressive with you don't you?" she continued. "Uhhh..." I was having trouble talking with her hand pumping me, I was about to stammer a response when she kept talking. "I'll bet you don't last 30 seconds in my mouth this time. Try." She challanged me. "We'll see." I muttered, accepting her playful challange. I had never seen my wife so frisky since we were first married. Kelly lowered her face to my chest and began licking my nipples as her hand continued to pump me firmly. Then her head lowered down to my stomach, licking and kissing me all the way down. I felt like I was already about to erupt. I tried as hard as I could to hold on. I was determined to hold out as long as I could. Her head dropped lower still till it hovered above my lotion covered dick. "OoOooo, I can feel it. You're already about to cum." she whispered, her breath washing over the cool sensation of the lotion on my manhood. Kelly glanced up at me and smiled with a big grin. She opened her mouth wide as her eyes widened and stared at me, her tongue slowly lowered out of her mouth and down her chin. She was right about to touch it to me when she quickly withdrew and closed her mouth. She stopped pumping me and I lurched and bucked into the air with obvious anticipation. Kelly simply raised herself up out of my reach and laughed. When I my hips fell back down onto the bed, she placed her hands on my thighs and opened her mouth at me again. She stared into my eyes, analyzing the look on my face as she lowered her head once again. She paused as she neared and stared at me intently, as if she was trying to read me. Then she gave my rod a big long slow lick from the bottem to the top as if it were a popsicle. "MmMmmmm." she cooed. "Tasty." I was painfully on the edge of bursting. I almost couldn't take it anymore. Kelly seemed to be all too aware and swallowed me agressively. She stuffed me deeply down into her. Deeper then I knew she could go. I shamelessly let out a yelp into the air as I had the other night, betraying my dignity and letting my wife know that what she was doing was working all too well. "Mmmf, Mmmf, Mmmf." Kelly was laughing as her mouth was stuffed with my manhood. She continued to laugh while I came and came. What was she laughing at? She thought it was funny that her stupid lotion made my dick more sensative? I would have been mad if I hadn't been so lost in ecstasy. Once again she pumped her head up and down on me. I spewed and spewed into her mouth and she swallowed every drop. She again cleaned me off with her mouth and tongue like she had before. "Mmmmmmm." she cooed, licking her fingers like she had just had fried chicken. Her lips smacked as she devoured my fluids. I fell back into the bed and felt entirely spent. "You devil." I muttered as Kelly looked up at me and laughed. "But you like it Stewart. I'm just trying to make you happy. I'm a good wife." she said soothingly. "Yes you are. I love you Kelly." I said to her, filling her with joy. Kelly positively lit up at my words like a dog seeing its master for the first time after waiting hours on end. "I love you too Stewart!" she beamed loudly as she climbed up and cuddled up against me. "You're such a good husband!" she continued sweetly. This was an enormous change from a week ago, when she was down in the dumps, wasn't speaking much, and the sex was unfrequent, frigid, and boring. Though she must have been taking a lot out of me with her new techniques, I felt really tired. I lay there with her and pet her hair before getting up to take a shower. I felt a invigorated and renewed after getting cleaned up, but awkward at the same time. I felt sluggish, like I had just eaten a big meal or something. A slight wave of neseua hit me as I was putting on my bathing suit. I didn't come close to falling, but I teetered slightly. I guess I just hadn't fully woken up yet. "Honey, I'm going to go out lounging by the pool." I said, feeling joyfull and looking forward to enjoying the day. My wife was still laying in bed in her tight T-shirt. "Ok deer." she said cheerily. Man, I love a good dip in the pool. I swam relaxedly for about a half an hour up and down the pool. The sky was blue with big white puffy clouds. It was truely good to be alive. I forgot about all my worries, and all my problems. All I was thinking about is how nice it was outside, and how satisfied I was with my life. I lay down in my lounge chair and propped it back. I put on my sunglasses and closed my eyes. My mind was empty and I began thinking about my wife and the glorious blowjob she gave me just a short while ago. I let out a sigh. "Watcha thinking about there hot stuff?" I heard a sexy voice say from above. I opened my eyes to see my incredibly curvy and sexy wife standing with her hands on her hips above me, wearing a tight, black bikini and carrying a small leather pack, probably filled with female stuff. "You like?" she asked twirling around in a circle. "Very much so." I approved. She slowly walked up to me and lowered herself into my lap. Her thighs felt warm and soft against me and made me stir. "I thought you might need some suntan lotion." she said almost maternally, unzipping her pack, reaching in, grabbing a bottle of suntan lotiong, and popping it open. "Roll over." she commanded. Kelly squirted some lotion into her hand and applied a big puddle onto my back and began lathering me up with her soft hands. Thought they felt a little stronger then I was used to. Her touch was incredible as she really began to massage my knots and muscles with her expert hands. "OooOoo." I moaned in approval, causing Kelly to chuckle. "You like that?" "Uh huh." "Why don't you turn over so I can do your front?" I turned over and the shape of my bathing suit made Kelly aware of my obvious arousal. "Ooooo, what's this we have here? Did I do that?" Kelly whispered before she slid her hand down my stomach and under the waistband of my bathing suit. Her soft fingers rustled against my manhood before grasping it in a fist and giving it a firm squeeze. Kelly smiled down at me in approval. "Looks like I'll need more lotion..." she said matter of factly. Kelly turned and bent over to reach into the bag. This was obviously for my display. She bent ever so slowly down, bending her left knee and sticking her pert rear up and back as she slid her hands down her leg on the way down. When reaching into the bag and taking hold of something, her face looked back up at me from down near the ground, her eyes gazing at mine. Then she bent slowly back up before turning back towards me. I sat there staring at her perfect ass encased in that black bikini stretched across her cheeks. "OooOo look at you. You're soooo hard." she cooed as she squirted something into her hand. I instantly recognized it as the bottle with that homemade lotion that made my dick go off quicker then I'd like. "Uhhh, sweetheart." I interupted, "I'd rather you not use that stuff you made." "Oh? Why not?" She asked with a seemingly serious tone. I wanted to tell her that it made me to sensative and cum too quickly, but was having trouble being honest. "I... It makes me... Uhhh..." I stuttered trying to think of it a good lie. Kelly leaned down towards me and squeezed her breasts together with her arms, squishing her cleavage together as she made an "O" shape with her lips before whispering. "Does it make you cum too quickly? Hrmmm?" she cooed. "Y... Yeah... I just think it's kinda strange is all." I stammered weakly, afraid she'd be upset. "Oooooo. Ok sweety, I'll go slower this time so it takes longer." she said quickly, ignoring my plee while she quickly dropped to her knees beside my chair and slid her lotion covered hand into my suit before I could interject further. I her the familiar squishing sounds in my shorts as her hand began to kneed my softness. I began hardening instantly under her touch as she began squeezing me randomly and sliding her fist up and down my length extremely slowly. "I'll be so gentle with you Stewart. I'll be so nice. So soft." she whispered sexily. "Oooohhh god." I moaned. "Hmmm hmmm..." she laughed lightly as her hand slowed down even further, taking 5 or 6 seconds to go up my length, and then another 5 or 6 to go back down. "See? So slow. So gentle. I can go slow if that's what you like Stewy. I'll do anything for my husband. Anything he wants to make him happy." she continued to whisper slowly. I lost track of time in my lounge chair. I was absolutely rapt with pleasure. The lotion made my dick tingle and throb with enhanced pleasure. "Does this feel good Stewy?" she cooed. "Yeah Kelly. I like that a lot." I managed to say softly. "Do you like it when I take you in my hand like this? When I slide it up and down your hard, big cock?" she asked. "You know I do." I replied "I love that I can make it hard. I love squeezing it in my hand. I love the way my hand feels wrapped around it." she persisted, getting lost in the moment and starting to really enjoy this more then I was used to seeing her. "I'm going to make you cum now." she stated coldly. Kelly licked her lips at me and made an O with her lips again and stared into my eyes deeply, reading my facial expression. Her hand began to move faster against me, pumping me hard in her hand, squeezing tightly every so often. She kept staring into my eyes, analyzing me as her hand began moving faster still, then even faster. "OoOooo. OooOOoo." she began to coo down at me as her hand jacked me off expertly. "Oh Kelly!" I panted in ecstasy. The tingling cold sensation in my dick erupted into an explosion of pleasure. I gasped at how good it felt when I began squirting into my bathing suit. I felt my seed splatter on my stomach and all into my suit. "OoOo Jesus! Uhhhh! Ohhhh!" I panted out in short breaths. Kelly's hand didn't slow down, she kept pumping and pumping and pumping my slick lathered johnson. "OooHhh Yes!" Kelly exclaimed in delight, unrelenting on my manhood with her fist. I lifted up my hand and lightly draped it on hers, signaling her to stop. Her minstrations slowed down as she smiled a huge gaping smile and licked her lips in content at what she had done. I couldn't believe how into it she was. I had never really seen her like this. Then one of the most bizarre things I've witnessed in my lifetime occured. I looked down as I saw the semen on my belly change color. It turned a bright purple. I couldn't believe my eyes. I blinked hard 2 or 3 times, but it was still a thick color purple when I opened them again. "What the fuck is that?" I exclaimed in panic. "What is what honey?" asked Kelly. "That!" I said pointing at the purple semen Right as I pointed to it, the semen began to bubble, fizzle and then disappeared. Kelly turned her head and saw nothing on my stomach at all. "That would be the bathing suit I just made all gooey." she replied playfully. I couldn't believe it, I ran my hands over my stomach and all of the semen was gone without a trace. "Riiight." I said confusedly, trying to get a grip on myself. "Are you feeling ok honey?" she inquired, looking down at me sympathetically, checking my forehead with the back of her hand. "Yeah, I think so." I said regaining my composure. "Great, cus I wanna get in the Jacuzzi with you." she chirped, standing up and bouncing her hair over her shoulder and stretching her arms up to the sky, thrusting out her pert rack for display. "Wow, my wife's chest is incredible." I thought to myself. "Like what you see pumpkin?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips and thrusting her chest out proudly. Then I thought to myself "Kelly's breasts aren't usually that big are they?" They seemed a bit larger than usual. Then I scanned the rest of her body and found similar results. Her thighs seemed to be a bit thicker then usual, her stomach was slightly more toned. Or was it? Was I going crazy? Maybe she was just working out a lot recently or something. "Kelly," I asked, "Have you been working out lately? Or eating your wheaties or something?" I asked gently. "Why?" she asked, looking down at her body, scanning it for imperfections. "I donno, you just look... bigger..." I said slowly as I stood up from my chair, feeling incredibly week for some reason. That was when it hit me. I had always been 5 or 6 inches taller than my wife. I rose fully to my feet and found myself staring eye to eye with her. "What... the... hell..." I stuttered, struck dumbfounded. "Oh my gosh Stewart! You've shrunk or something!" she said sounding almost as suprised as I was. "Or you've grown." I replied, analyzing the change in height between us. I took a step back and looked at her again. I lifted up my hands and looked at them, rotating them around, checking them for size. "But that's impossible right? People don't just change size in their mid 20's do they?" she asked. "Uhhmmm, no. This is defenitely out of the ordinary." "Look honey, let's take a rain check on the jacuzzi and go measure ourselves. ok?" I said commandingly and concerned. Kelly nodded and I took her hand and led her into the mansion. We entered the gym and I wasted no time to stand on the scale and stretch up the bar to find out my height. I stretched it up and stood under it, adjusting it to fit my height. I walked off the scale and read the bar. "5 feet 9 inches!!!" I said outloud exasperatedly. I had been 6'1" since high school. "This is unbelievable!" I cried. "How in hell am I shrinking?" "Oh honey... It's ok. I'm sure there's a perfectly logical explination for this. Why don't we call doctor Milton?" she said reassuringly. "You're right. But first let's measure you too." Kelly repeated the same process I had, raising the bar and adjusting it. She walked off the scale, read the numbers and said, "5 Feet 9 Inches! Wierd!" I knew that Kelly was 5'7". Both of us had changed. I left the gym room, picked up the phone and called the doctor. "I'm sorry Mr.Johnson, Dr.Milton is in the OR right now and his appointment book is filled for the next 3 days, I can make an appointment for you on thursday if you like." said the old female voice of the receptionist. "Please do. And could you tell Dr.Milton he needs to call me right away please? It's urgent." I said. "Will do Mr.Johnson. Sorry I couldn't be more of a help." replied the receptionist. "No. It's no problem. Thanks for your help." I reassured her "Click!" It was then that I realized I was wondering around in a soiled bathing suit. I went upstairs and changed in the bedroom. I put on a loose white T-shirt, some pajama pants, and my slippers, prepared to lounge around on my lazy sunday. As I descended down the steps, there was Kelly, speaking with Maria and Sylvia. Kelly had changed into a pair of white short shorts and a blue cotten V-neck that exposed much of her neckline. As I came close to their presence, their soft mutterings of conversation stopped. Of course they were speaking about me. "Oh there he is." said Kelly sweetly, pathetically attempting to hide the fact that they were gossiping about me. "Can I get you anything Mr.Johnson? A glass of wine perhaps?" asked Maria, performing her duty. "No Maria, I'm fine thank you." I said with an empty tone. "Did you call the doctor?" asked Kelly. "Yeah, but no luck. The doc is booked till wednesday. I'll just have to pay close attention to the phone incase he calls." I responded. "That's too bad sweetie. How bout you come into the den and lie down on the couch and I'll give you a backrub." Kelly offered. I simply nodded and followed my wife into the den, taking the time to look at her ass in those tight shorts of hers. She had defenitely grown. Her butt was filling in more material then it used to. The difference was very subtle, but I could tell. The difference that wasn't so subtle is her freaking new height. I couldn't believe that she was as tall as me. I was still trying to adapt to so sudden a change. I plopped down onto the soft velvet couch on my stomach and relaxed. I felt my wife's thighs press up against my side before one slide up against me, raised over me and descended on my other side as she straddled my back. "It's ok sweetie. I'm sure everything will be fine. Let your wife give you a niiice loooong rub to make you feel better." She said softly and sweetly. I moaned as Kelly's nail's began to scratch at my back. I can't remember the last time I had enjoyed a good massage. Kelly's hands felt bigger against me. It felt like she was stronger too. She kneaded at my muscles and I groaned as she hit some soar spots. "That's it... Just relax..." she said soothingly, her hands rubbing and kneading me tenderly. Kelly would rub and rub, then scratch and scratch. This went on and on. I never wanted it to end. After what must have been 10 or 15 minutes straight of her rubbing me, I felt the soft flesh of her ass slide down a bit. Then I felt kelly's stomach and breasts squish into my back as she lay down on top of me. Her soft cheek brushed against the side of my head, sliding against my right ear. The feeling of her breasts against my back was incredible. They defenitely felt fuller and bigger. Her body undulated and squirmed against mine on top of me, smearing her upper torso back and forth across my back. I felt Kelly's hot sweet breath in my ear and her lips just bairly touched me as she whispered. "Do you like feeling my big breasts like that? Your wife's big big breasts? They feel good squished up against you like that huh?" she cooed before her tongue lashed out and licked my ear. "Ohhhhh." I moaned pathetically turned on as my raging hard-on pounded into the couch beneath me. "Did you like my massage sweety? Did you like having me rub you hard all over?" she cooed, squirming against me faster still, then slowing down to a slow crawl. "That's so nice Kelly... So nice." I whispered. "Ohhhh yeah. I can tell you like that. You're prolly soooo hard right now aren't you Stewy?" she cooed with her lips up against my ear. I could feel them sliding against me as she moved her mouth to speak, her breath washed into my ear. "What does it feel like being smaller Stew? Tell me." "I... Don't... Know... It feels... Wierd." I stuttered softly. "I want to fuck you Stew. I want to fuck you right here on this couch." claimed Kelly. She lifted her chest off me and put her hands on my back with her torso propped up. Then she started to grind her hips into me, like she was humping my ass. I thought it was a bit strange, but I was tired and I was enjoying having my horney wife playing with me. I felt my hard dick thrust into the soft couch as she bucked softly into me. Her hips began thrusting harder and she began lifting her weight off me and thrusting it back down onto me with her motions. The feeling of the velvet on my manhood through the soft pajama pants began to really stimulate me. Kelly slowed down, humping me slowly again and leaned back down onto me, her huge ripe melons felt glorious when they touched my back. Her mouth fell back down to my ear to talk dirty to me, only this time, she was humping me slowly while she did it. "It's only a matter of time isn't it Stewy. Before you squirt your load onto the couch. It feels great having your wife hump you like this doesn't it? I'll be you're sooo HARD." she cooed, emphasizing the word hard by giving me a good hard thrust with her hips. Kelly kept this up for minutes on end. My dick began to throb and approach orgasm. Kelly seemed to sense this and rose up again and began bucking into me even harder then before. I had no reason to speak, I just lay there in pleasure. "Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" Kelly panted above me, increasing her pace against me. Kelly began to bounce on me with every thrust now. She rose several inches off above me before slamming her weight back down onto me over and over again. She began going faster, and faster. My dick was getting pulverized into the couch and I lingered on the edge of orgasm. "MmMuhhh ooOOOoo!" I muttered, my mouth muffled against the couch. This made Kelly increase her pace to the rate of an animal. I spewed all over the couch as my wife continued to dry hump my ass furiously. "Thump Thump THUMP THUMP Thump Thump." were the sounds coming from her flesh slapping against mine through our clothes. My wife did not stop or relent for a couple minutes after I came. Then she slowed down and came to a stop. She once again lay her body down against my back and began licking at my ear. She lapped at it over and over again and nibbled my earlobe. "Oh God Stewart. I didn't know I could make you cum like that. I made you splatter yourself all over the couch. I made you cum without even touching your dick. Did that feel good?" I just groaned with approval. At this point, I was tired to the point of going to sleep. In fact, sleep is what I did do. I began to snore right then and there. ______________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________ "There's my sweet widdle baby!" sounded a female voice, speaking to somebody as if talking to a child. "Yes," it continued "There he is, and he's soooo cute." I couldn't tell where the voice was coming from. Then my eyes opened. I was staring down at a strange white sheet with flowers on it. I looked and saw the pale white skin of my legs, only I was wearing something odd. I was shocked to discover a white shiney daiper in between my legs. My eyes quickly lifted to see tall plastic bars, just too high enough for me to climb. Then the keeper of the voice came into view. My wife was an absolute giantess. She must have been 20 feet tall. To her I was the size of a baby. She wore a red cotten scoop necked T-shirt that scooped down so low, you could see the top part of her black laced bra peaking out of her shirt. Her breasts were enormous and were positively bursting out of her top, creating a valley of cleavage that would leave any man stupified. Her black skirt was well above knee height and she leaned over the top bar of the crib and stared down at me with a huge grin on her face, squeezing her breasts together with her arms in the process. "There he is! Yes he is! Look at my widdle Stewy. He's so tiny!" she cooed. My hardon sprung to attention in my daiper in less than 5 seconds. Kelly laughed out loud as she saw the tent in my pants. "Awwwww, my widdle baby is happy to see me, yes he is!" she said, as if speaking to a baby. "And my Stewy's wife is happy to see... HIM." As she leaned in further, looming her head closer above me, she emphasized the word HIM by giving her bosom another hefty squeeze with her arms. I thought my eyes would bulge out of their sockets. I was struck dumb, I couldn't move, think, or do anything. My dick raged and throbbed in my daiper. Kelly's huge grin stuck to her face and didn't falter as she stared at me dumbfounded, as if I was a priceless jewel that was more valuable then anything on earth. Her eyes twinkled madly as she seemed to be overcome with a feeling of utter bliss staring down at me. Her tongue slowly extended between her thick, red, plush lips and excrutiatingly slowly licked all the way around her lips. She pursed her lips and made a kiss at me and winked at me. "MMMmmmmmmmmmm." she moaned, taking her index finger, raising it to her neck and sliding it down into her cleavage. I felt the most powerful emotions I've ever felt in my life as her head descended into the crib towards me. It was a mixture of extreme sexual arousal, shame, and fear of the enormous beauty in front of me that was eyeing me up like I was a juicy steak. Her face grew closer and closer and I took in the sheer enormity of her face and head. I gawked at the cleavage that approached me below her face until her face filled my entire vision. Kelly's mouth opened and her breath washed over me. "Oh... My... God..." she whispered, her voice echoing all around me, shaking my body. I was paralyzed with fear. "You are the sexiest thing I have ever layed eyes on. I could you swallow you whole." she cooed, her lips smacked together and my vision focused on the plush red lips that filled my vision as her long tongue once again came out and slowly slithered across her lips. I erupted in my pants in the most catastrophic orgasm I had ever experienced. The semen spurted up out of my daiper there was so much of it. It began dripped out my daiper down my thighs and onto the sheets of the crib floor. I fell onto my back and my hips began to spasm as I unloaded what felt like gallons of hot sticky cum into my daiper. It was soaking the sheets beneath me, making them hot and sticky with my goo. Kelly's face followed me as I fell, smiling at me a huge shit eaten grin. She opened her mouth and squealed. The noise was so loud to my soft ears it almost hurt. She laughed and smiled so loudly she appeared to be on the edge of insanity. "Did I do that little Stewy? Did I make my baby cum in his daiper? Oh My god! You are SO TINY!" she rumbled. She was simply breathtaken as she gawked down above me. She hadn't layed a finger on me. She raised her head above me and I got a huge display of her breathtaking rack as she ascended above me. I lay in the crib looking up at her, still bucking and spewing semen which was the longest orgasm I've ever had in my life. Kelly looked down at me over her chest above me, laughing down at me with that same maniacal smile. As I bucked, I began tugging at my daiper, trying to free myself of this white plastic back of go that was wrapped around me. "Uh oh..." said Kelly, Leaning in again and squeezing her breasts together. This caused me to lurch and spew out another bit of semen I didn't know I still had in me, my dick kept twitching despite the fact that there was no more semen now. "Looks like I'm gonna have to change your daiper now." she cooed. That was it. It was too much. My dick began to actually hurt. The last thing I saw was her smiling face as the scene went black. ____________________________________________________________________________ "FUCK!" I yelped, pushing myself up from the couch in a state of panic. My pajama pants were not sticky, nor was there a stain on the velvet couch. I had dreamt the whole thing. I heard footsteps coming my way. Apparently I had alerted somebody. I sat up and surveyed the room. I felt weak and tired, like I hadn't eaten a good meal in days. I looked at my hands and realized that I had probably shrunk again. The environment around me seemed bigger. My clothes were now way too big for me. The footsteps grew louder until the body of Maria entered the doorway wearing an outfit she seldom wore, but when she did, I found myself staring at her shamefully. It was similar to a french maid's outfit. It had a scooping neckline that did nothing to hide her oversized cleavage that was simply too much for any man. She was even bigger than my wife, and by a significant margin. I'd say she was at least an E-cup. I stared at the black shiney material that clung to her bust and sank in around the waist being wrapped around by a black sash. Maria didn't have a pot belly, but she defenitely had meat on her bones. She was short, voluptuous, and her outfit made her look more sexy then I cared to see at the moment. In my reduced size, she looked even bigger and more attractive. "Mr.Johnson, is everything ok?" she asked concernedly as she approached me. I sat there in silence as I watched her approach, her breasts bouncing and heaving with her speedy approach. Her long straight black hair was pulled back and shone in the light. The fat on her her dark meaty legs rippled under her black maid's outfit that came down halfway her thighs. "Yeah. I think so Maria. I just had a bad... uhhh... dream." I muttered, feeling my forehead. "Ohhhh, you poor thing." said Maria in a soothing maternal tone. Maria reached into a pocket on her dress and pulled out a white wash cloth. She leaned over and began dabbing the sweat on my forehead concernedly. I used every bit of will power I had to keep my eyes locked on her face, for as she leaned in, the plunging neckline of her bust was made readily available for my eyes to drink in. They wobbled and shook gently as she dabbed my forehead carefully. Then she slid the towel behind my neck and began to wipe off my sweat there too. Her face was nothing but serious as it always is, her number one task being to take care of me. "Oh gosh, you're burning up Master." she said matter of factly. I didn't know if it was cus I had a fever, or if it was because I can't remember the last time I had been so close to her mammoth bust, opened up for all the world to see. "I feel fine Maria. You know I don't like it when you call me Master. Call me Stewart." I said, lifting my hand up and pushing hers down gently as I tried to stand. "What's going on in here?" I heard Sylvia's voice say from the other entryway. Sylvia had apparently just arrived for work and was wearing a pair of very tight jeans and a short sleave black v-neck T-shirt. Sylvia's B-cup breasts were nice and perky. It was her pert rear that was far more deadly. I was very glad that I was looking at her front as I was starting to feel slightly turned on by Maria's closeness. I don't know why, usually I was good at seperating these 2 and sexual thoughts since they were my employees. But they seemed more attractive than usual. I stood up and then gasped loudly and fell back down into the couch. Then I stood back up again slowly to confirm what had shocked me. Maria and I were eye to eye. Maria was SHORT. She was like 5'4", and she was staring me face to face. The look on Maria's face told me she was almost as shocked as I was. I looked over at Sylvia who was slightly taller than Maria and I nearly choked on air as I saw she was now slightly taller then me by a few inches. "No... No... I don't believe it." I said slowly in horrer. "Master," began Sylvia, "You have shrunk or something. You're even smaller than ME!" As if I needed her to rub it in. I feel back onto the couch and put my face into my hands. "What kind of a thing is this? How am I shrinking?" I whined into my hands. I felt a hand on my left knee, and then another on my right. Maria and Sylvia were down on there knees before me, their hands rubbing me gently consoling me. They both looked up at me with a serious look of concern on their faces. Their hands rubbed me, but not in a sexual manner. "It's ok Master, medical technology is fantastic these days. Did they call the doctor? I'm sure then can fix you." informed Sylvia "Yeah, I called him already. He hasn't gotten back to me yet." I whined. "Ohhhh, you poor thing." said Sylvia in a soft gentle loving voice, giving my knee a squeeze with her hand. "It's ok Stewart, we'll take care of you." said Maria, giving my other knee a squeeze. There was something about the way she said that that put me at unease. I didn't need anybody to look after me, I was a fully grown man. Then again, it was their job to take care of me and they were like family. I should be as accepting and kind about this as possible. There's no sense in me freaking out and panicking. I opened my hands up and looked down at the two of them, beaming up at me concernedly from the floor. I once again had to evert my eyes from Maria's gaping neckline. "You two are good to me. I'm really glad you're here." I said sweetly. "Ooooohhh." they sighed in unison as they stood up over me. "Wait a moment Master, I mean Stewart. I'll be right back." said Maria, dashing out of the room quickly. "I hope you feel better master." said Sylvia as she turned and began to slowly walk out of the room. My eyes instantly zero'ed in on her glorious backside, bulging in her skin-tight jeans it shook from side to side as her hips sasheyed out of the room. I gulped and shook my head to snap out of it. It was a good thing to because Maria came dashing back in with something in her hand. "Here is a button. If you need anything just push it, and I'll come ok?" She beamed sweetly. "Sure thing." I said, smiling and nodding. "Thanks Maria." Maria simply nodded and left. _______________________________________________________ What was I to do now? I suppose a shower would be nice. I went upstairs and took a quick shower and felt refreshed. I still felt really tired. I needed to eat I supposed. I put on a pair of pants and they were falling down at my waist and they bottems covered my feat and hit the carpet. "Oh crap." I said outloud, realizing that my clothes didn't fit me. I pulled out a pair of sweatpants with a drawstring and tied them as tightly as I could around my waist. They were still bunched up around my feet and were too big, but they sort of fit. I put on one of my smaller T-shirts and found it to be way too big, but whatever, I couldn't think of any other clothes that would fit me better. I felt stupid wearing such baggy clothes. I went downstairs and into the kitchen where I found Maria. I had her whip me up a delicious breakfest and scarfed it down, feeling better already. I still felt tired, but not nearly as much as when I had woken up. I went into the study to longue on the couch and watch some TV or a Movie or something. As I entered the room, there was kelly laying on the black leather couch, surfing channels with the remote with her hand behind her head. Her body was strewn out about the couch. She wore a red silk skirt that almost went halfway down her thighs, but not quite, and a tight black ribbed cotten T-shirt with a color that rose up around her neck. She didn't notice me at first and I stared at the flesh of her thighs as her legs were crossed and her skirt rode up. They looked bigger, firmer, and sexier then they had ever been. I supposed she had grown again, or perhaps she just looked bigger from my new reduced state. "Stewart!" she called, her eyes taking note of me in the doorway as she quickly stood up and ran over to me. "Hi sweety." I replied. "How are you feeling sweety?" she asked in a maternal tone as she walked up to me and put the back of her hand on my forehead. "Fine Kelly. Just fine." I wasn't nearly as shocked this time when taking notice that my wife was now much taller than me. As I stood at full height, I was looking directly into her ruby red lips that pursed in sympathy. "Awwwww, you shrank again. You poor thing." she cooed sympathetically. "Come, sit down with me." she insisted, grabbing my hand and leading me to the couch. I stared down at her read end that was incased in shiney bright red silk that swayed left and right with her steps. She sat down on the right side of the couch and patted the left side with her hand. I sat down and melted into the couch, laying back and relaxing. Kelly turned to her side and rested her back against the armrest of the couch, lifted up her gorgeous shapely legs, and placed them in my lap. her calves felt so smooth against my thighs. "Kelly, I'm kind of scared." I admitted. "Ohhh Stewy. It's ok. It's a scarey thing that's happening to you. Everything will be fine, you have 3 nice young women to take care of you in your mansion. You are the man of the house and you know will take extra special care of our little Stewy." she said in an almost demeaning tone that sounded like she was speaking to a child. "Thanks Kelly, but I'm not that little Kelly. I'm not that much shorter than you you know." I said proudly. "I know Stewy, I know. I just want you to know how much I care about you is all." she cooed, her calves rubbing together dreamily and sliding gently across my lap. I looked up at her and breathed in the sight of my gorgeous wife. I think I could see the outline of her nippled through her shirt, and her skirt once again rode up to give me a full view of her luscious thighs. I smiled up at her and she smiled back. "So... What do you want to watch?" she inquired, bending her right kneed and sliding the sole of her foot up and down her left leg absent mindedly. I was already beggining to feel the familiar pangs of sexual arousal. My manhood began to slowly stiffen and snake down my right thigh and I hoped that Kelly didn't notice. "Whatever you want to watch sweetie." I replied apathetically, just happy to be laying back and relaxing. The TV just stayed where it was, playing boring newscasts and lame commercials. I lay watching it as my wife's leg's continue to fidget and shift positions against me. I was trying not to react to it. I mean, it's not like she was trying to turn me on or anything. We were just relaxing, and I felt embaressed to get hard. Kelly's legs turned towards my knees as her body turned on it's side to reach to the nightstand and grab something out of the fruit bowel. I glanced up towards her as she lay on her side for a brief moment and stole a glance at the black satin panties underneath her skirt. They were stretched much tighter then usual. I turned back before she turned back and lay back down. She had a banana in her hand. I managed to keep myself under control and my manhood had shrunk back to its normal state. The newscaster on TV rattled on and on about some murder case that I didn't care about. I heard a loud snap from Kelly as she snapped open the banana skin and pealed down the sides very maticulously and gently. I saw her eyes raise up from the banana and lock eyes with me. "Did you want one Stewy?" she asked in a high pitched breathy voice. "No... I'm fine thanks." I replied. "Suit yourself." she said in that same breathy voice. I glanced at her as she stared at me while her lips opened and descended on the tip of the banana. She wrapped her lips slowly around it and nibbled off the very tip. I heard a soft mushing noise of the banana being squished between her lips before she took the fruit in her mouth and chewed. "MMmmmmmm." she cooed, "That's Delicious." she informed me, licking her lips with her eyes still locked on mine. I felt my manhood start to harden once again in my sweatpants. Her calves slid against me again, reminding me they were there. I focused on the TV as I heard another mushing sound of my Wife's lips biting the fruit again. "MMmmmm." she moaned in satisfaction, "I love how soft it is. It just slides down my throat." "Ok Kelly... I get the idea..." I said irritatedly, wishing she would cut it out. "What's that Stew?" she asked, feigning ignorance. I turned to her, giving her my attention to reply. Her eyes met mine again as the banana slid ever so slowly between her soft ,plush, red lips before she closed them around it, filling her mouth with the delicious fruit. She let out another soft cooing moan. "Nothing." I replied, my manhood was at half mast now, threating to harden and lift up against my pants as it lay pressed against my left thigh. "What's wrong Stew? I offered you one didn't I?" She said playfully, her calves sliding up, her feet resting inches away from my erection. I prayed she wouldn't move them closer and notice my arousal. I didn't respond and I just started paying attention to the news again. The depressing story on TV was enough to regain control once again. Despite the soft moans coming from my wife, my dick shrank again. I was thrilled with my self control. "Ok well, I think I'm gonna go..." I started, moving her legs off of me. "Noooooo," Kelly interupted, "I thought we were going to watch a movie together." she whined. Kelly stood up and walked up to the DVD rack by the huge widescreen TV. She bent over to scan through the DVD rack and her silk skirt rode up, giving me the perfect view of the flesh just underneath her backside. Her upper thighs were a captivating sight. She remain bent like that for more then just a moment as she started thinking outloud, saying Movie Titles under her breath. "Ahhhh, let's watch THIS one." she said in satisfaction. Opening up the DVD player, she placed something in, turned, and plopped back down on the couch. This time she turned the other way, propped her legs up over the armrest and placed her gorgeous head in my lap. Her skirt completely fell down with her elevated legs. Her dark tanned muscular legs were completely visible, her skirt fell into crotch and she didn't seem to notice or care in the slightest. I tried not to stare. Kelly lifted the remote and dimmed the lights to the point of complete utter darkness. The title on the screen appeared as "Jerry McGuire." "Oh crap." I thought to myself, "Two hours of this? No way I was staying for the whole thing." I felt Kelly's head adjust in my lap and slide closer towards my crotch, her long, black, flowing hair filling my lower half so that it was all I saw when I looked down. Her hair was so soft. She looked up at me from my lap and grinned. I smiled down at her and began to pet her hair. Then she turned her head to the side and began watching the movie. Many minutes went by and my dick seemed to be caught in a state of perpetual semi-arousal. I couldn't help it, having a gorgeous girl's head in your lap, 3 or 4 inches away from your crotch will do that. I wasn't sure if she had noticed or not. I thought that Kelly might have fallen asleep, but I found out that I was wrong. Her head slid further back into my crotch still her cheek was hovering inches above my manhood. I felt it began to stiffen more as she turned her head downward into my lap. I lurched slightly with my upper body as her nose rutted against the tip of my penis. Her lips kissed it through my pants and then she began to mouth at it and nibble at it. Her face pressed down into my crotch, rubbing itself all over my dick. No man could withstand that kind of attention. My cock stiffened to full mast and began to lift up at my pants. Kelly chuckled and plunged her face back down into my crotch, her forehead squished me against my thigh before it slid up to her nose and then her lips again, she lowered her face back down so that her forehead was squishing it again. She slid her face up and down my length again and again, then turned her face side to side, all while mashing me into my thigh. Her cheeks felt so soft as they slid agains me. I was so damned aroused, I felt hot and I was sure my face was all red. Then Kelly stopped. I looked down as Kelly's head turned so that the back of her head was in my lap and she was looking up at me. She stared into my eyes and smiled a playfull, girlish smile. She giggled like a school girl and just lay there, analyzing my face as my cock throbbed underneath the back of her head. She pressed her lips together and wet them before she turned inward, her face looking towards my crotch. She lifted up a hand and began to tug at my waist band. I grabbed her hand to stop her. As I held my waistband up, she once again turned to look at me. Her face looked up into mine with a pout. She gave me a sad facial expression that said one word, "Please?" I let go of my waistband and she tugged it down, my dick slapped her gently in the face and she instantly took it in her mouth. Her mouth felt bigger then I was used to. She had defenitely grown all over. I shuddered at the feeling of her warm, moist, wet lips sliding up and down my shaft. I felt her tongue slide down me skillfully as she worked me. In about a minute, I unloaded into her mouth. I lay back in silence as her pace quickened as I squirted down her throat. I heard gulping noises of her throat swallowing my cum. I moaned in ecstasy as she slowed her pace down to a halt before just laying there with my softening prick in her mouth. She didn't seem to want to stop blowing me. I expected her to get up, but she just left her head in my lap with my soft prick in her mouth. She wasn't pumping me, she just lapped at my dick with her tongue, moaning in pleasure. After what seemed like 5 minutes of her licking and lapping at me, cleaning me off, she finally let me penis go and began to lick and lap at my balls. She would swallow my balls into her mouth and then gently let them go, again she would do this, sucking on my balls and letting them go, then lapping at them in between. I was so turned on despite my orgasm being spent. I felt her hand grab mine and lower it down to her armpit. She pressed it into her flesh and slid it down to her left breast. She squished my hand against her breast with her hand and moaned in delight. Her breast felt huge in my hand, it was more then a handful. More then a handful? My wife's breasts were never that big. It was then that I realized I had shrunk again. "Oh my god!" I panicked. "Not again!" Kelly ignored me completely and went back to lapping and mouthing my dick while her hands rubbed mine into her oversized chest through her shirt. I patted her head, trying to signal that playtime was over, but she ignored me. "Ok Kelly, Stewart's tired now. Time to get up." I said sternly. A noise came out of Kelly's mouth that was stuffed with my dick that said "Noooooo." She began to pass her lips up and down my rod faster, then faster. To my suprise, I began to stiffen again as she lapped and mouthed at my dick even more agressively then before. Her tongue was moving so fast, my eyes bulged out of my sockets. I was hard again in no time. Her hand began to squish mine into her more fiercely and I got lost in the moment, squishing my hand against her big heaving breast. Constant moans of pleasure came out of my wife's mouth. "Oh God, Oh God!" I yelped as I erupted once again in her mouth. "Huuuuuhhhhhh." she breathed out, lapping up all my juices with her tongue. I knew I was right this time, her tongue had grown. Or I had shrank. I could tell she was bigger for sure. Whatever was happening to me, sex was causing it. "OK OK! ENOUGH!" I yelled, having to push Kelly off me forcefully. I felt so drained and tired, it was difficult to muster the strength to stand. "Holy shit!" I gasped, almost falling over with a headrush, trying to gain my balance.