Fantastic Start! Also great detail on the setting, characters, and overall theme.
Not bad. I look forward to seeing more.
Nice work so far, but take your time. Good luck.
Great start. Take your time with it
I agree. Take all the time you need.
Fantastic premise and great execution! The story is wonderfully written.
I also motion that follow up chapters would be awesome, but I understand how many other stories you have juggling. Still, great job on this and I really hope to see more some day!
Any updates, this story it’s getting great!
You know what? I said I wanted to take this month off to work on my SFW stuff. But it's clear I couldn't stay away. So here's another installment.
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It had been a hard move, but they had done it. Severn and Amber had moved almost two thousand miles across the country, but they had found the perfect home, in a quiet neighborhood, that was close enough to where she had become employed at a local high school and he had gotten work as a laborer at a local pharmaceutical company. Apparently, the man who ran the company was considered one of the best bosses to work for, giving his employees top down care and incredible pay, which somehow evened out to greater earnings overall. He was rumored to be some kind of wiz kid that earned National honors and more, who eventually shyed away from most matters to take care of his wife and kids, too. If she hadn't fallen for Severn in college, Amber definitely would have been eager to try and get herself a piece of the action. But by and large, she was happy with her life, happy with her prospects and happy with her new home that the company helped arrange for her.
After unpacking the last box, the two of them flumpfed onto the living room couch, laughing and snuggling into each other's arms. There joy was so great, you could swear they were beaming sunshine from their faces. Somehow, some way, they had beaten so many odds in so many different ways and landed in an ideal scenario.
"I can't believe it," Amber said, sighing. "New house. New JOBS!"
"Great PAY," Severn added as Amber's hand roamed his chest. "Full benefits! And most of all, a beautiful girl on my arm..."
Amber gave Severn a coy smile, blushing at the obvious sign he had just thrown at her.
"Mr. Winchester," she purred, shifting to her knees so she can lean in. "What about the handsome man on my arm?"
Severn smirked as his hand cupped her chin.
"I don't know," he answered. "We should ask my wife about that, Mrs. Winchester."
As they drew closer together, the sound of a chainsaw roaring to life cut through the romantic mood like... Well, like a chainsaw.
"What the Hell is going on?", Severn asked, moving off of the couch. Amber stayed there, kneeling as her kiss turned into a pout, shuffling off the couch to join her husband.
"Pretty obvious it's just some yardwork," she said. "Let's just get back to- Wait a minute!"
She pointed towards some teenager across the leaf laden street, waving to his friends as he walked towards his home.
"What is it?" Severn asked, confused.
"He's wearing a jacket from my new school!"
Before he could ask another question, Severn watched as Amber ran out the door. Quickly hot stepping towards the kid, Amber quickly smoothed her shirt, checking that her impressively large breasts were on display.
"Excuse me?" she called out.
The kid turned around, his eyes going wide as a pretty brunette with absolutely huge tits bounced her way towards him.
"Oh," he said, chuckling as he straightened his blonde hair and attempted his best cool guy look. "Can I help you?"
He watched as she pointed at his letterman's jacket.
"You go to Ashfield High, don't you?"
"I... do," he said, not sure where this is going as the pretty woman stuck her hand out.
"GREAT! I was recently hired as part of the school's administration! I'm Mrs. Winchester!"
"R-Rick," the boy replied, glancing around awkwardly. "Nice to meet you, ma'am."
Seeing an opportunity to connect with one of her students, Amber pressed the advantage by guiding Rick towards his front door.
"Rick, this is an unprecedented opportunity! Are your parents home?"
"Well, my dad's currently-"
The sound of the chainsaw roaring to life interrupted Rick. Amber however noted that the chainsaw was extremely close by, meaning that the person who was doing the labor was at this house. Obviously, she realized Rick meant his dad was in the backyard.
"That's GREAT," she said, walking through the front door. "I hope you don't mind if I came in and talked to him for a second?"
Rick, now realizing that he was being snowballed, tried to stop her but was too late to act as she breezed into the house.
"Backyard's through the kitchen, right?"
Rick stumbled over his words as Amber waltzed through the house, not noticing any of the incredibly expensive electronics or sculptures or really expensive furniture. Oblivious to the incredibly high end kitchen packed with gadgets, expensive marble counters or Decor.
"Mrs. Winchester," Rick whined, trying to get her attention. "You don't understand! My dad's not-"
"It's fine," she told him, grabbing for the sliding glass door that led to the backyard. "I won't be long! Just a quick meet and greet and then I'll be-"
As she threw open the door, Amber's eyes drank in what she was seeing before her as if everything was in slow motion. There in the yard was the biggest, most perfectly muscled man she had ever laid eyes on. The way his shoulders were rounded, leading to the most powerful arms she had ever seen. His body perfectly chiseled, his pecs slate like and topping the most glorious set of abs. The taper of his body as he stood there, shirtless in the chilly air. Manliness radiating off of him, from his well groomed beard to his perfectly placed hair lightly but thoroughly on his chest and arms. Standing there like the perfect model for a lumberjack romance novel. Fighting to stay in control of herself so she wouldn't swoon or faint as the man's piercing green eyes looked right through her. Placing the chainsaw down before walking towards her. One huge hand rubbing on the side of his pants while the other ran through the short, well kept hair on his head. Everything she found attractive in Severn, amplified to twenty.
"I'm sorry," the hunk told her. "I didn't expect company, or I would have put a shirt on."
Amber openly stared at the god in front of her, her gaze travelling up and down the incredible physique before her.
"It's fine," she said, biting her lip and twisting her hair. "You're fine! I mean, er... no big deal! I wanted to meet my new neighbors anyway, and this is a good start! My name's Amber!"
Her neighbor carefully watched as Amber stuck her hand out once more, gently taking it in their prodigious hand and shaking it.
"Call me Val."
"Val," Amber moaned, almost drunken. "It's nice to meet you!"
Rick cut in, panicking.
"I'm sorry," he apologized. "I tried to stop her, but she rushed past me after telling me she works at Ashfield and I-"
"It's okay," Val told him, turning back towards Amber. "You work at the school?"
Amber found herself having to change steps, needing to go into administrator mode.
"Ahem, yes! I'm Ashfield High's newest Vice Principal!"
"Wow," Val rumbled, clearly impressed. "So young and already making that much headway?"
"What can I say?", Amber said, looking a bit smug. "They liked what they saw!"
Amber knew she'd have to keep her father's influence as the chair of the Federal Government's Department Of Education a secret. But as she looked at Val, she could tell he was thoroughly impressed by her claim.
"That's incredible," Val exclaimed, eyes lingering on Amber's chest as she thrust it up and out for him to ogle before his eyes drifted towards the house. "Oh, hey! You must be Mr. Winchester!"
Amber pivoted on her feet, blood running cold as her husband walked through the backdoor. Panicking as Val calmly walked towards him with a smile on his face. Severn's eyes, however, went wide as he saw the incredible physique of the man he had a sneaking suspicion Amber was devouring with her eyes and carnally devouring in her thoughts.
"Forgive my intrusion," Severn said in his usual drawl. "I saw my wife dragging a kid wearing her new school's colors in here. So I felt I might as well come over, too. I hope I'm not bothering you?"
"It's no problem," Val told him, extending his hand. Severn quickly took hold of it, and in a moment of pure macho posturing, quickly tightened his grip. A go-to whenever he felt his manhood being tested, Severn was known for having one of the strongest grips in the NCAA. A fact that helped him as a linebacker before graduation. But as soon as he gripped Val's hand, he quickly realized that whoever this guy was, he was going to be trouble. Because when their hands met, no matter how hard Severn squeezed, Val's hand wouldn't budge. Whatever meter of strength he had, Val gave more. And the scariest part to Severn was that Val seemed like they weren't even trying. Every micro movement of his fingers, every shifting of his palm, every little change was met and rebuffed with just slightly more strength than the country boy could give until, with one last large shake of their hands, Severn broke the impromptu contest in defeat.
"That's, uh... some grip you've got there," Severn told Val, subtly acknowledging defeat.
"Thanks," Val retorted. "Probably from doing a lot of housework."
"Ha ha! Yeah, doing construction will help build your grip quite a bit!"
Severn saw Val's face screw up a little bit, not really sure what was going through the dude's head before shrugging his shoulders and gesturing back towards the fallen tree behind them.
"I hate to cut this short," Val told Severn and Amber. "But I really need to get this done before the rest of my family arrives home. "I hope you don't mind?"
"It was our pleasure," Amber said, bouncing over to her husband in an open display, though both Severn and Val were unsure who it was for. "Hopefully, you can join us for dinner some time?"
"That would be nice," Val told her, before grimacing. "Shoot! I forgot the next few weeks are going to be busy! Rick's got a game coming up, and Allie's got a gymnastics meet! I promised to help both of them train!"
"If Rick wants some pointers," Severn said, looking towards the boy. "I can help him! I was part of the Big 10 division, and was a Big Ten Athlete of the Year as a Linebacker when I was a Senior!"
"Jeez," Rick said, clearly impressed. "Maybe I SHOULD ask for pointers!"
Severn pat Rick on his shoulder, glad to be making a good impression on the boy.
"Unfortunately," Amber said, shrugging her shoulders. "I was always more Academic than Athletic. So I can't help out, there."
"Just being their Vice Principal's enough," Val said, leading them all back inside and towards the front door. Amber spun on her heels, walking backwards so she could keep looking at the beastly man before her. Refusing to look away for even a second at his rugged good looks or incredible body.
"If you ever want to talk or something, we're right across the street!"
Val just nodded their head, a pleasant smile on their face as they mumbled something about that "being nice". And as soon as they were out the front door, Val closed it.
"Amber?", Severn said, giving his wife the side eye.
"Yes, dear?"
"We need to talk as soon as we get back inside our home."
With a huff and a step onto the lawn, he began quietly storming towards their own front door. Amber knew that when Severn got quiet, he was in one of his moods. Hurrying like a chicken that's being chased, Amber began babbling as she tried to pull him out of it. Telling him she didn't think that way of their new neighbor, how she just wanted to meet his kids and more. Not noticing a sedan pulling up into the driveway of the house they had just left.
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As I got home, I watched two people walking across my lawn and into the street. The guy had to have been about six foot five, easily in the two hundred pound range and in really good shape. The woman was maybe around my height, biggest tits I'd ever seen in real life and frazzled like you wouldn't believe. As I pulled into the driveway, I realized what might have just happened: they had met Val. Quickly heading inside, I saw Rick in the kitchen making himself a snack.
"Dad," he called out, not moving from his spot. "You're not gonna believe what just-"
"New neighbors," I cut in. "They meet your mom?"
"You know it," he said, chomping down on his tuna fish sandwich. "An' ged dis! She's da new vice p'ince'pal!"
"REALLY?!", I said, amused as I put my messenger bag on the counter. Well, that was going to cause some issues with the PTA.
"And get this," Rick added, choking down his food. "Her husband played College ball, even winning an elite award! Said he was willing to give me some pointers!"
"Well alright," I cheered, slapping my boy on the shoulder. "Some professional insight, AND it helps free up your mom's schedule! Speaking of which, where is she?"
Rick pointed out the back door as he powered through his glass of milk, clearly getting ready to head downstairs to lift some weights in an hour. So, leaving him to his own devices, I walked outside just as Valerie dropped a shovel, squatted down and wrapped her arms around the tree stump. The definition in her back branching out like a network of roots as her muscles bulged, swelling with exertion as she growled in defiance. Slowly, carefully pulling up and backwards until the ground began to bubble and then break open as she tore the stump from the dirt. Crying out in victory as she overpowered nature practically barehanded before turning to me. Her chest covered in dust as the incredible effort put enough strain on her prodigious chest to cause her to start lactating once more. Little rivulets of white muddying the dirt on her incredible abs and caking the soil onto her body.
"Shed," she shouted at me. "
Now."
I knew what she wanted. Thankfully, the shed is soundproof.
As soon as she pulled me inside, we were on each other with abandon. Our lips practically impossible to separate as her finger quickly went to my pants, and mine to her jeans. I learned over time that the Nexiron-26 drastically increased her sex drive, making her far needier than she was in the past. Almost as if she had developed a second sex drive. Not necessarily inducing nymphomania, but clearly making her want to fuck more apparent. Which made any moment we were in the mood that much more explosive, but also more passionate. As she turned around and bent over, I was finally able to get her pants off.
"Just fuck me," she told me as she kicked her boots and pants aside. "I'm already wet enough! Just fuck me like a beast, Dylan!"
I'm one who always obliges those they love. So without foreplay or aplomb, I slammed my dick deep inside her, causing her head to rear back and moan loudly.
"What's- NGH! What's got you worked up today?"
Her hand went to her pec, tugging on her nipples and causing little jets of milk to spray onto the worktable she was leaning onto.
"The tree," she panted. "And neighbors! The Winchesters! The busty slut is Ashfield's new Vice Principal! I could tell she wanted me! Severn challenged me! Shook hands! And I-! AND I-"
Val put her face into her arms on the table and began to scream as I made sure to do my best, slamming my full length into her as quickly as possible. The way she tightened around my dick, bucking back against me in perfect rhythm while I heard the telltale splattering of juices on the floor. She was an absolute machine today, overstimulated in multiple senses. The thrill of domination and the bliss of submissiveness equally flowing through her on a warm cascade as I fucked her well and deep. My hands roaming across her incredible body. The body I had helped given her. The body she had been inspired to sculpt, to build. A monument to her will, and an instrument of our mutual lust and love for one another. My affection and desire for her growing with every inch of her wonderful form. I was pretty sure that at this point, if the serum ended up fully turning her into a man, I wouldn't give a fuck. I'd still love Val with all my heart. And summarily, with all of my cock. A cock which I could tell was almost at breaking point as I sped up my thrusts. My need for her as great at that moment as my need to cum.
"I'm close," I told her. "I'm so cl-close, Val!"
"I wanna feel it," she growled, her hands gripping the far side of the work table. "Inside, Dylan! Inside!"
With a shout, I slammed into her once more. Keeping my hips against hers as I unloaded inside her. Her inner muscles reflexively coaxing my seed through my dick. Our bodies slick with sweat as I flopped on top of her back, my hands subconsciously sliding to her torso as I began to rub her glorious abs and wonderful chest. Feeling the drops of her muscle milk collecting in my palms as I kneaded her massive chest as we both lay there, panting in the afterglow. for a minute. Then, Valerie gently stood up, turning her body as my dick slid out of her tight and wet temple. And as her hand adoringly rubbed my genitals, she pulled me in for a kiss. Completely lost in the moment, as if we were the only two lovers left in the world.
"I don't want to cook tonight," she told me.
"Order out?", I asked her.
She just nodded her her as she kissed my neck.
"Pizza?"
"You know what I like," she moaned, kissing me on the cheek.
"Okay. Though I have to ask one thing."
"What's that?" she asked, giving me a peck on my lips.
"You're taking part in No Shave November?"
"I thought it'd be fun," she replied.
"You do know that's for charity, and you have to actually CHRONICLE the growth?"
Valerie pulled her head away, looking me in the eyes.
"Wait, really?"
I started chuckling as I nodded my head. Causing her to start giggling as well, due to the fact that since the Nexiron-26, she was unable to post on Social Media for legal reason. Mostly to not reveal what Nexiron-26 had as a potential side effect.
"Do you wanna shave it?"
Valerie just shook her head.
"Not this month," she told me. "Besides, it might break one of our new neighbors' hearts to see me without this for a bit!"
I couldn't argue with her. I thought it was kind of cool, too.
