A Day in the Life by Sunblind The author would like to acknowledge Marknew and his excellent Alt.universe series starring Tom and Debra. 8:25 a.m. As the school bus pulls away... Mark lay back on the floor of the living room. Suzanne quickly pushed his pajama pants down to his ankles, and kneeling to his right took his penis in her right hand. As she began the Thank You with some slow teasing strokes, she leaned forward and pulled her tee shirt out of her jeans. Taking his hand, she guided it up under her shirt and placed it onto her left breast. "It was so sweet of you to make an extra bagel for Zoe. We just couldn't get out of the house, and she would have missed the bus or gone to school hungry." "No problem." Mark smiled up into his neighbor's pretty blue eyes. "What are you smiling at?" "Your breast is bigger than I thought it would be. I figured you for a big b/small c, but you're closer to a d-cup, aren't you." "Yeah. I'm actually a pretty big c." Leaning a little closer, Suzanne giggled, and in conspirational tones said, "You're pretty big, yourself." Mark closed his eyes as Suzanne's pumping increased in speed and the temporary (below the neck) paralysis set in. After about a minute there was no turning back and Mark moaned loudly as Suzanne finished him and gently removed his hand from where it was still on her tit. Rising, she grabbed the damp cloth that Mark had hastily prepared after she had come down the lawn from the bus stop and told him of her intention to show her gratitude and gently sponged his stomach and genitals. Once finished, she pulled his pajamas back up over his hips and scooping him into a damsel lift, quickly made to carry him to the couch. Though he was starting to come out of the daze, he would not be able to move for about five minutes, so she turned into the hall and called, "Jan! I'm finished. Mark's on the couch! I'm gonna head out ... Will I see you at wrestling club on Thursday?" Mark's wife Jan had headed upstairs to finish getting ready for work at just about the time that Suzanne had untucked her shirt. Descending the stairs by the time Suzanne finished her question, she was able to answer conversationally, "Yeah, I'll be there. We're at Patti's this week, right?" "Yeah. Patti's ... Hey, woman, that's a terrific blouse ... damn, I wish I had your big double d's." Jan chuckled. "You had them pretty good last week at club ... I don't think I've ever been so helpless." Noticing that Mark was sitting up on the couch, Jan said, "Let me say goodbye to him, I'll talk to you later." "Okay. See you Mark." Mark waved pleasantly as Suzanne pulled the front door closed. 10:15 a.m. Finishing up at the chiropracter As Ashley finished her last adjustment, she reached one arm under Mark's chest and said, "Hold still, I'm gonna flip you over." She placed her other arm under his thighs and, in one smooth motion lifted him off the table and flipped him to his back. Catching him in a damsel carry, the giant breasted chiropractor easily lowered him right back onto the adjustment table on his back. Placing a hand on his chest, she gently made it clear that he was not leaving just yet. As she slipped her hand under the waist band of his gym shorts, she looked him in the eye, and said, "I wanted to Thank You for allowing Kim and Jenn to use the Club with no charge." Flat on his back, staring into her eyes, Mark smiled, shrugged and hiked up his hips, so that Ashley could push his shorts and underwear down. "You know, Ash, I've always wanted to ask you ... and now that I'm laying here with my penis in your hand ... I figure ... what the hell ... so," and here he smiled even more broadly, "just how big are your tits?" Ashley laughed delightedly. "Here I thought you were going to ask me something very serious ... you are so cute." She smiled broadly. Mark, stiff as a board, big as a house and helpless, due to the temporary paralysis, as a newborn, smiled back. "Double g, sweetie." And she stroked him affectionately. Ashley was an expert at manipulating the human body and brought Mark to the brink twice in under three minutes. "I could finish you in ten seconds, but that wouldn't be much of a Thank You, would it," she smiled. Suddenly, the door to the exam room opened and Jenn, one of the assistants stuck her head in the door. She was three words into her question when she realized what Ashley was doing and then to whom it was being done. "Oh," said the busty blonde, "Ash ... oh ... hey, do you mind ... .let me finish him. I need to say Thank You for the free gym membership" "Yeah. Go ahead." Leaning down to Mark, she kissed his cheek. As she rose she "accidentally" brushed her boobs across his face. "See you Wednesday, Pudding." When Ashley had stepped out, Jenn leaned over and actually took most of Mark's nine inch penis into her mouth. Pumping her head up and down and swirling her tongue all around, she brought him over in less than thirty seconds. After swallowing every drop, the big-boobed woman carefully pulled Mark's shorts up and taking his paralyzed body into her arms, gently lifted him onto her shoulder. "I'm going to put you on the couch in Ashley's office ... we need this room." 2:00 p.m. Honored by Town Council "Ms. Chairwoman, could you lift him just a tad higher ... when you lean forward like that you block his face and I want that happy smile in the picture." Mark had been stripped and was sitting on the Town Council Chairwoman, Flora Belson's left forearm. Flora's right hand was wrapped around the base of his erect penis. The Council's Vice Chairwoman, Petra Jansen was standing to Mark's left holding his donation check in her right hand. Petra's left hand was also on Mark's penis just above Flora's hand. "Damn," said the pretty red-headed photographer, "Both of your hands on him and I still can see his entire head sticking out the top. Alright. Everyone ... this one is for publication ... Everybody say 'Thank You!'" Flashbulbs went off everywhere. As the photo op ended Flora shifted Mark over and handed his paralyzed form to her assistant, Janice Stewart. "Janice, finish him off and stay with him until he's completely recovered, then help him get dressed and make sure he has a ride to wherever he wants to go ... and Janice, he just donated enough money to pay your salary for next year, so it might not hurt if you let him suck on one of your tits while you're at it." Janice, a dishwater blond, sporting a heavy set of d-cups, smiled at her boss as she laid Mark down right onto the recently cleared banquet table and began unbuttoning her blouse. 5:30 p.m. at the Gym Mark was getting ready to pack up and head home when the intercom on his phone beeped. Mark hit the button. "Yeah." "Hey Mark. Sue Conlin wants to see you before you take off." Mark could hear the smile on Alice's (the front desk receptionist) face. Sue had been Member for four months now and had made some remarkable gains. "Does she look angry," he laughed back. "No, but let me in there and I might eat you up with a spoon." Sue had obviously been standing at the intercom. "I'm coming up ... take off your clothes." Mark opened his office door and the short woman with light brown hair stepped past him into the room. She was wearing a warm-up suit and running shoes. Unzipping the jacket, she revealed probably the most massive sports bra that Mark had ever seen. "Look at me," she positively glowed, "Thanks to you, my bench is up to over 1100 pounds, but even better ... I'm down two cup sizes and I can actually fit into a double j again ... I am so happy," she beamed. "Now lay down on that couch," she smiled. Sue kneeled on the floor next to him and laying her massive tits right up against his right arm, used butterfly fingers to start him off. Once Mark was paralyzed, she leaned back on her haunches and peeled the massive piece of cloth holding her huge mammaries in place over her head. Scooting down to his middle, the massive-meloned homemaker placed her breasts right on top of Mark's penis and balls. By using her hands on the outside of her tits, Sue surrounded Mark's entire package with her titflesh. Her boobs were so big that they seemed to be everywhere, his gentials were simply lost in her heaving bosom . She rubbed and manipulated; he moaned and shuddered. By the time he came, Sue had him so deep into her cleavage that she didn't even realize he had come until he twitched his hips a bit as a result of overstimulation. While Sue was toweling off her tits, and Mark's breathing was returning to normal, Alice came up to the office with some forms for Mark to sign. "You know," the bottle blonde receptionist chuckled, her e-cups bouncing, her eyes lasered onto Sue's cleavage, "I have never felt so flat-chested." 8:30 p.m. Bringing home the groceries As he walked down the row of cars, pushing the carriage full of groceries, Mark was hit in the chest by a piece of paper blowing in the wind. He instinctively caught it, just as a tall, short-haired brunette burst from between two of the cars. "Oh!" (And then realizing that Mark was holding the paper that she had been chasing as it blew away from her.) "Oh, thank you, thank you ... That's my receipt that I need to return the TV ... oh never mind ... thank you." (And then smiling) "Thank You." Putting her arm around his shoulders, she wordlessly guided him to her car, a green mini van. Popping the hatch, she motioned him to his back in the open space (both back rows of seats were folded down). Shoving the TV box aside and moving with decent efficiency, she unpantsed him and went right to work, pancaking his penis right onto his belly. "This is going to have to be quick, because I have to get this errand done before the electronics store closes." Looking directly into his eyes, she smiled and unzipped her wind-breaker to reveal a low-cut camisole top that barely contained half of her large breasts. Smiling shyly, she shrugged and her big tits rippled and heaved, "You never know who might be behind the customer service counter ... always be prepared I always say." In less than two minutes, she had finished him, cleaned him (with some paper towels from his grocery bags) and buckled him up. She then carefully placed him into the "husband seat" of the grocery cart. "Which one is yours? I'll set you into the driver's seat so you can recover, because, like I said, I really have to go." 11:30 p.m. Bedtime Jan emerged from the bathroom and checked to make sure Mark was fully erect. She had paralyzed him, on his back with his head at the foot of the bed, prior to entering the bathroom and wanted to make sure he wouldn't be going anywhere too soon. Taking up the television remote and her knitting bag she got up onto the bed and kneeling over his prone body, positioned her pussy right over her husband's face. "How was your day, dear," she deadpanned as she lowered herself onto him. As Mark began to descend into unconsciousness, the clicking of the knitting needles and the drone of the TV blended into a sort of lullaby ... as another day in the life came to a close.