Authors: [jackv & others...] Blueberry *FMG*

[mondo]

Blueberry FMG
by jackv and others
@ overflowing bra

And so, Mitch has a new toy. It's not important how, when, or where he got it, just that he had it. Also, he's a pervert, and as he sat there at his desk, his eyes glinting in anticipation and excitement, he pondered what fun, perverted things he could try to do with his new toy...
 
Mitch snapped his fingers gleefully, a self-proclaimed brilliant idea forming in his head. Excited, he used his index finger to navigate the touch screen of his brand new BlueBerry Soothsayer. He quickly opened up the Soothsayer app, and looked at the screen. A simple command prompt came up, the cursor blinking expectantly.
Pausing briefly, he tapped his finger to his lips as he thought about what to say. He wanted it to be perfect, and so he had to make sure he said all he wanted to say, as well as get the wording right. A world full of tall, gorgeous woman! He liked the idea of a really tall woman, but how tall exactly? Taller than him, certainly... Eventually he decided it didn't really matter. If it was too little, or too much (heh, not likely), he could always fix things later. So picked a number out of his head that sounded good.
By now his fingers were almost shaking in anticipation, but he managed well enough to type his command using the keypad:
The average height for women is 6'8". All women are very beautiful, have shapely hips and sexy asses and legs, and the average woman has firm, round breasts the size of her head. --He couldn't help but smile at that last part.-- Women's figures are always sexy, and they usually finish developing at roughly sixteen years of age.
Okay, so Mitch wasn't an English major, and so his diction wasn't the most elegant. But the BlueBerry always knew what its owner intended, so the wording didn't need to be perfect to get the point across. As he looked over what he had written, he wondered if there was more he could add...
Well of course there was! Certainly someone as perverted and mischievous as Mitchell Jenkins could find something else to tweak. And he did, with a sly grin on his face:
It is common practice for women to dress to show off their sexy bodies. It is also very common, and accepted by society, that they use their bodies and sexual prowess to their advantage, though without being directly sexual. --Sure, he liked the idea of teasing, but it wasn't his goal to turn every woman into sluts who did "favors" to get what they wanted. Mitch might've been a pervert but he was a pervert with a conscience.-- Women are not usually put off by the sight of an erection.
Mitch looked over his commands, and smiled to himself. Yup, that should do it! he thought to himself. And with that, he pressed the "confirm" button.
He held his breath for a moment, waiting for something (though he didn't know what) to happen, or otherwise indicate that his BlueBerry had functioned as promised. But of course there weren't any women in the room with him, so he had no way of knowing at that particular moment if it worked or not. "I guess I'll just have to--"
*knock knock*
"...sit here and wait patiently for a woman to come to me."

 
"Uh... h-hold on!" Mitch called as he rose from his chair, slipping his BlueBerry into his pocket. As he stepped towards his door, his attention was immediately drawn to the fact that it was almost a foot taller. It must've worked! he quickly reasoned. His pulse quickened, knowing that there was a good chance the person on the other side of the door was female. With a trembling hand he reached forward and unlocked his door...
Mitch's eyes were instantly drawn upward to the smiling face of his girlfriend Jenna. And then he did a double-take at the rest of her body. Jenna was just... wow! She'd been pretty before but now she was just plain hot! Her hips were wider and her waist trim, giving her some jaw-dropping curves. Her legs, left mostly bare by a plaid microskirt, were incredibly long, toned, and smooth. Her smooth, flat stomach was bare as well.
She wore what was little more than a bikini top, though to Jenna's credit it was a more modest one when she could very well have chosen to wear something more skimpy. The cups did a good job at covering her breasts, but did not at all hide their shape and - Mitch couldn't help but swallow hard as he drank in them sheer awesomeness - their size. They were huge! Jenna's breasts had always been ample but modestly sized. Now they were just... well, huge! By Mitch's estimation, they were a little bigger than her head. And her black bikini top pushed them together, creating a deep line of enticing cleavage that extended nearly all the way down. Because her boobs were simply there, hovering right underneath his chin, Mitch was met with the distinct urge to lean forward and bury his face between them...
Jenna took the opportunity to catch her man off-guard. She cupped his chin up and planted a hot, wet kiss on his lips, ensuring that there was plenty of tongue involved. When she let him up for air, Mitch opened his eyes and swallowed again. He looked up at her face, gazing into her eyes...
She was stunning! More beautiful than he'd ever seen her before! Her deep, blue eyes captivated his. Her full lips curled into a knowing smile. Her thick, lustrous, dark-brown hair cascaded down her back. Mitch was lost in her, and she knew it.
"Hey, baby," she practically purred.
The sound of her voice alone was enough to give Mitch a boner, or at least fuel the one he already had. It wasn't like her to be so... lusty, out of the blue like that. But he found her new confidence and assertiveness very erotic, so he really couldn't complain. "What's up?" he asked, nearly choking on his words as he recovered.
Jenna smiled a sultry smile as she entered Mitch's room, closing the door behind her. "I had a dream about you last night," she said. She stepped up to him, and snaked her arms over his shoulders, looking down at him with a hint of hunger in her eyes.
"You did?" Mitch automatically began slowly backing up as Jenna drew closer.
Jenna slowly nodded, a flash of white appearing in her smile. "Don't remember what it was about, but I've been thinking about you all day." Mitch nearly jumped in surprise when the wall snuck up behind him. Jenna immediately closed the distance between them, pressing her breasts firmly into his collar bone as she looked down at him. "Been thinking about..." She tilted her head down, and let her lips slide gently over his. "...what I wanted to do with you." She repeated the maneuver, this time letting her lips press fully onto his.
Oh dear god! Mitch cried inwardly. She was being sooooo sexy...! He didn't know where this new, lust-filled Jenna came from, but he sure did like it! "And what did you...decide?" he asked, more playfully this time. He revelled in the warmth and softness of her boobs pressing into his shoulders. Once he was over the shock of his girlfriend's changes, it was easy to enjoy himself and go along with it.
"Well..."

 
As Mitch stared up into his girlfriend's deep blue eyes, he was overwhelmed with desire for her. He wanted her. All of her. More of her, strangely enough. By all rights he should've been satisfied with with her sexiness as she was - incredibly curvaciuos and about 10 inches taller than him. He knew that he should at least savored her as she was, but he was met with extreme curiosity... How much sexier would she be... How much more confident and assertive would she be if she was even bigger? Like... a lot bigger?
He couldn't restrain himself. Before Jenna even got to telling him what she had planned, he was interrupting her. "Er, uh... hold on a sec," Mitch stammered, shakily reaching into his pocket to retrieve his BlueBerry.
Women are 8' tall on average.
The BlueBerry Soothsayer III's security features prevented Jenna from interrupting Mitch - or even getting annoyed - while he was using it, but it didn't stop her from undressing him while he was using it. As he hastily typed in the command, Jenna dropped to her knees, and started untieing his shoes and loosening the laces. His belt and fly were the next target, and just as Mitch hit the "confirm" button, a sharp tug ensured that his pants and underwear were falling to the ground, allowing his erection to spring free into the air.
For a very brief moment she did nothing else to him, but he could her fumbling behind her back with something. Two seconds later she was sliding her arms out of the straps of her skimpy top.
And then Jenna began to rise, purposefully sliding her big, soft, naked boobs up his front. She pulled his shirt up along the way, so that her warm, soft flesh rubbed deliciously against his bare chest. Mitch could - much to his delight - feel her big, stiff nipples against his skin. She took his shirt all the way up to his neck, where he automatically lifted his arms so that she could remove his shirt altogether.
When Mitch was no longer disoriented from this, he opened his eyes... and stared directly into the tops of Jenna's breasts. Her big, silky breasts, which were slowly rising higher in his field of vision. Inch by inch they crept up his face, and Mitch was even aware that they seemed to be swelling slightly, growing proportionately with the rest of her.
Jenna suddenly leaned forward, abruptly pushing Mitch's face into her welcoming cleavage. Without thinking - or caring - he reached up and placed his hands on either side of her abundant boobflesh, pressing them together, letting his fingers sink into their soft, yielding mass. He inhaled her scent - yes, she had a scent! - deeply, drinking in her femininity and warmth. He could still feel the silky soft flesh sliding upwards against his cheeks as she grew.
Eventually, her cleavage actually lifted completely away from his face, and Mitch opened his eyes to see that he was now eye-level with the underside of her boobs. Jenna had apparently stopped growing, but Mitch barely had time to register this, as he suddenly felt a big pair of hands reach forward and grip him by the ribs beneath his armpits. He was lifted clear off the ground, his feet kicking beneath him to discard his shoes and pants. Jenna pinned him against the wall with her body, utterly mashing her huge boobs against his chest. He found his head being tilted upwards as she plunged her tongue into his mouth again.
Mitch ached to have her. He never thought being so powerless could feel so... erotic!
Abruptly, Jenna allowed Mitch to slide back down the wall to the ground. She back away from him, a devlish grin plastered across her beautiful lips. She spun around, offering Mitch a view of her long, sexy legs and firm, heart-shaped ass. Mitch's jaw literally fell open as she bent forward, sticking her ass at him. She shimmied her hips, sliding her microskirt over her hips to fall down to her feet. Standing back up to her full height (Mitch's eyes boggled at her impressive stature) she kicked the rest of her clothes away, leaving herself completely nude. She stretched her arms up - a deliberate show for Mitch's benefit.
She did a half-spin towards him, and Mitch's eyes were drawn to her incredible breasts. He watched, stupefied, at how they jiggled and shimmied freely. With a satisfied sigh Jenna slinked over to his bed. She laid across it, propping herself up against his wall at the head of bed. She lifted one leg up suggestively, and let an index finger trace along the inner slope of one of her breasts, down to a nipple where she drew a circle. Her other finger curled towards Mitch, inviting him to... well, partake.
Swallowing down his excitement, Mitch did as he was instructed. He literally dropped his BlueBerry onto the floor where he stood, no longer needing it, and stepped towards his smoking hot giantess of a girlfriend. He was a little shocked to discover that his bed had grown large enough to easily accomodate Jenna's size, but he shook it off and focused on the task at hand.
He climbed up onto the bed and between Jenna's long, sexy legs, kneeling in front of her. Jenna bit her lip in anticipation, a shiver of excitement apparently running down her spine at the prospect of having her boyfriend make her feel good.
Well, Mitch was not one to disappoint. So he proceeded to make truly passionate love to his amplified girlfriend.

[mondo]

..........
Mitch breathed calmly as he lay across his larger bed. Jenna was behind him, spooning him with her much larger body. He could feel her breasts pressing against his shoulders. She had one sexy leg draped over his, and she curled one arm over him and lightly traced patterns across his chest.
As he laid there, simply enjoying the feel of her larger body against his, Mitch wondered what to do next. Certainly they'd need some lunch (having hot, steamy sex with an 8' tall woman really worked up his appetite), but after that?
 
"There's something I want to show you," Mitch says suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence he and Jenna were sharing.
"What is it?" she asks, the curiosity evident in her voice.
Mitch slid out of bed and walked over to the wall that Jenna had him pinned at earlier. He bent over and retrieved the BlueBerry from where he had dropped it, and then walked back over to the bed. He stopped in front of it, gazing at the tremendous beauty lounging atop his blankets. Despite their recent 'activities', Mitch felt himself stiffening again as he beheld her long, sexy body.
Trying unsuccessfully to supress a playful grin, Jenna reached forward and began to stroke his length, promptly urging his erection to its full length once more.
"N-no, I'm serious," Mitch protested, swatting her hand away. "There's something I want to tell you?" When he was satisfied that he had her attention, he held up his BlueBerry for her to see. "There's an app on here that lets me... kind of... alter reality." By the look on her face, Mitch could tell she didn't know what to think of what he'd just said. "I can do pretty much anything I want with it..."
"Okay..." Jenna uttered slowly, obviously not believing him.
Sighing, Mitch quickly navigated into the Soothsayer app and into its 'awareness' menu. He selected Jenna as his target, and changed her settings to 'retroactive', which would allow her to regain her memories of the way things used to be, as well as ensure that she'd be aware of any future changes. He hit the 'confirm' button, and waited with bated breath as she processed her new (old) memories.
"What...?" was all Jenna could manage as her old memories flooded into her mind. She still had her memories of always being so tall, but they were pushed back, her original memories taking precedence. That is, up until she knocked on Mitch's door. The most recent events after that remained as clear as day.
Jenna promptly sat up, the shifting weight on her chest drawing her immediate attention. Disbelieving at first, she slid her hands underneath her breasts and gave them a gentle lift and squeeze, as if to affirm their existence. She looked over the rest of her body, noting the drastically increased perfection she seemed to have gained.Her hips were wider, her legs were more toned, and her skin was smooth and blemishless on every square inch that she could see.
And then she saw Mitch, who was clearly a lot smaller than her now. She could not fight the grin that spread across her lips. "You made yourself smaller?" she asked wqith no small amount of amusement in her tone.
"No, I made you bigger," he corrected. "And every other woman on Earth," he added quickly, somewhat embarrassed.
"I'll say," Jenna commented, once again cupping her melon-sized breasts in her hands. "And I see you gave yourself a little boost, too."
Confused, Mitch followed her pointing finger towards his erection. His erection, which was noticeably three or four inches longer than it normally was. "N-no! I... I didn't do that! It must've just happened because... I guess..."
"Because you made women so much bigger?" Smiling devilishly, Jenna rose to her feet in front of Mitch, lording her extra two feet over him. "Gotta be able to satisfy them, right?"
Mitch's eyes boggled as his 8' girlfriend squared her shoulders and thrust her chest out. He had to tilt his head up to look at her big, bouyant breasts. "S-so you're not mad at me, I take it?"
Jenna chuckled. It was a very musical laugh, that spoke volumes of her feminine sexiness. Much to Mitch's surprise she then dropped to her knees. He reflexively took a step back, but a pair of hands quickly snaked around his back and pulled him forward again. He swallowed hard. Even on her knees she still had an inch over him. "Mmm," she purred. "No, of course not."
And then they were kissing. It was odd, Mitch thought, that she was still so much bigger than him even when they were at the same level. He could feel her long, toned arms wrap around his back and hold him close. He could feel her huge, soft breasts press against his stomach. Unable to resist, he allowed his free hand to slide around her waist, down over hip, and across the large surface of her fantastic ass. He gave it a caress, and then a gentle squeeze to admire its firmness. Jenna giggled, and broke away from their kiss so that they could look each other in the eyes.
"So what now?" Mitch asked.
Jenna sighed happily. "Well..." she purred.
 
And then Jenna spoke the dozen words that Mitch never expected, but secretly hoped, she'd say:
"Now you use that little toy of yours to make me bigger."
Mitch's mind went completely blank. Not only was Jenna seemingly okay with the fact that Mitch had turned her (and to a lesser extent every woman on Earth) into a super-tall, mega-breasted sex goddess, but she wanted him to make her even BIGGER?!
Mitch disengaged himself gingerly from his girlfriend's overwhelming embrace and looked at the blinking indicator of the Soothsayer application. She had said to make her bigger, but what exactly did she mean? Should he ask her, or surprise her? It was a small battle between his chivalrous side and his utterly perverted side. Even as he tried to decide, he felt his girlfriend's massive form slowly creeping closer to him.
 
"I like the thought, definitely - but bigger is a little vague. You want to be taller? Bigger breasted? Bigger muscles?", Mitch wasn't sure why he threw that last one in.

"Surprise me.", she said.

"Actually, I'd prefer you surprised me - but the apps got some sort of security feature that won't let someone else use it."

"With all the things you've done with it - couldn't you use the phone itself to let someone else use it?", Jenna liked the idea of having the power to control the changes and had all sorts of fantasy scenarios running through her head.

Mitch thought about - considered the dangers in giving anyone else this level of control, considered the way his girlfriend now put his face into her colossal cleavage.

He had to pull his head out to type in the app - but the soothsayer app ensured Jenna waited patiently.

Jenna and I now share ownership of the Blueberry and it's soothsayer app. She has full access to it's capabilities, and full understanding of it's abilities and restrictions.

He hit confirm and handed her the phone.

She looked at it and began fiddling with some of the controls. "Oh wow. You just have to type what you want. And these menus are so intuitive. I would have expected a control the world program to be really complicated."

Mitch smiled - his girlfriend seemed really happy with the chance to change reality. He didn't blame her - so did he - both with his own ability to do so, and now with his girlfriends ability to do so.

 
Curious, Jenna cycled through the history of changes Mitch had made. There weren't many there, but Jenna was nevertheless surprised by how much thought Mitch had put into that first one. Not that she minded; none of them were bad, after all. But it made her think: if Mitch had done all that without consenting with her first, perhaps he didn't really deserve to have such a powerful toy...
Nah, who am I kidding? she thought to herself, a wicked grin forming on her lips. I just want this all to myself! And, hey, as sweet as he is for sharing it with me, it was kind of a dumb move on his part. Jenna quickly returned to the Soothsayer's command prompt, and quickly began typing.
Mitch no longer has access to this phone. As far as he's concerned, he never owned it in the first place. I had it to begin with, and I was the one to make these changes.
Upon confirming the command, Jenna peered over at Mitch through scrutinizing eyes, watching for any signs that he knew something was amiss. Nothing appeared to be different, with the exception of a subtle shift in his facial expression. When Jenna had first entered her boyfriend's room, he was clearly excited about something, and had a look that said "I know something you don't know." Now, however, his excitement was accompanied by a look that spoke volumes of how little he knew. Nope, his eyes were now innocent, and it was clear that she now had the upper hand. She couldn't help but smirk.
"What?" he asked, clearly a little nervous.
Jenna simply shrugged her shoulders.
"Y-you said you were going to make yourself bigger..." he offered. Mitch's excitement was painfully obvious. It was plain as day how badly he wanted to witness his girlfriend's growth with his own eyes.
Jenna couldn't help but giggle at how easily she had turned the tables. Goodbye Mitch's BlueBerry... Hello Jenna's BlueBerry! "Yeah, I did. Just one second..."
 
Jenna's first instinct was to make herself taller. After all, she couldn't deny that she was thoroughly enjoying her vertical superiority over her humbled boyfriend. And so almost immediately she set about entering that command.
A dumbfounded Mitch watched slack-jawed as his uncharacteristically superior girlfriend stood up to her full height in front of him, looming over him like the mini-giantess that she was, and... completely ignored him. At the moment she was busy staring at her phone, pondering something, apparently temporarily forgetting that he was even there. Rather than feeling dejected, however, somehow this turned Mitch on even more. She was bigger than him. She was above him. She was better. Somehow this made her seem all the more attractive. Even when she absentmindedly took a couple steps back and turned around, he looked on the bright side of things and took the opportunity to appreciate the sight of her spectacularly perfect ass.
Jenna had only considered the wording of what she was about to enter into her brand new BlueBerry, imagining little details that she could improve upon herself on top of her height. And she had entered it all in, ready to press the 'confirm' button... But then she stopped.
I'm already so tall, she mused. Why do I need to make myself a giant just yet? Surely, there was something better - cleverer - that she could do, right? An idea came quickly enough. She couldn't say by this point, that Mitch really deserved to be punished. After all, she was blatantly fucking around with reality just as he had done. But it would still be fun to throw him for a loop, wouldn't it? Curious, she peeked her head back around to... well, size him up, so to speak. Jenna smirked when she saw him staring at her ass, not even paying attention. Maybe I shouldn't make myself taller after all. That's what he's expecting! If she really wanted to fuck with his head, she should do something that would intimidate him in a different way.
The 'bigger muscles' comment suddenly sprung to mind. Jenna knew that Mitch didn't have a muscle fetish, and figured it had only slipped out of his mouth because he was speaking without thinking (obviously stupefied by her immense beauty and sexiness). His reaction to her suddenly becoming a muscular Amazon when he was expecting a slender giantess would be quite entertaining! Needless to say Jenna had a new set of commands in mind in no time at all.
I am very muscular, however I am still very feminine and sexy.
Immediately after sending the command through Jenna's body was flooded with an invigorating heat. She suddenly felt sore all over, but in an oddly good way. In fact, it was the exact same feeling one would get after a good workout. Except much more intense. She couldn't help but gasp in response, moaning softly to herself as she clenched her fists in front of her, the BlueBerry clattering to the floor as she lost her grip on it.
She held her arms out in front of her, and gazed first at her forearms, which were slowly (but noticeably) swelling with muscle, becoming more defined. Her eyes traveled up one of her arms, settling on her biceps. There she saw a more pronounced improvement, her upper arms beginning to bulge. She was delighted to see that, while she was bulking up, the muscles growing on her arms weren't creating any ugly ridges. Her smooth, feminine skin remained, glossing over any contours that would normally make her seem manly. Even just looking she could tell that there remained a small layer of subcutaneous fat that served to subtly remind whoever was watching that she was still, indeed, a woman.
Mitch was confused, to say the least. He had heard the telltale sighs of pleasure escape his girlfriend's lips, but never saw her actually grow taller. It actually took a little while before he noticed anything different. His head tilted in curiosity when it seemed like she was... flexing? Straining? He saw it first in her legs. The cords behind her thighs grew taut, and her calves tightened. But then they actually swelled. He thought his mind was playing tricks on him at first, as it seemed like her legs were thickening. His eyes darted upward, looking straight ahead into the middle of her back, where it looked as if her muscles there were more rigid. And then he saw the backs of her arms - her triceps - which were now noticeably thicker than they used to be.
Meanwhile, Jenna was in heaven. She just felt so... good! She could feel the power coursing through her body, the strength in her arms and legs. And on top of that, there was a very gentle pulsing in her sensitive parts to compliment it. Specifically in her breasts. As her pecs grew, so did her breasts. Well, maybe only a little, as they were pretty big to begin with, but her more defined pecs actually caused them to firm up a little and project more from her chest. Her hips, likewise, her widened just a tad, emphasizing her feminine charms in order to contrast her more thicker physique.
She was almost sad when the heat dissipated from her body, though she was left with a pleasant sort of glow all over. She smiled as she opened her eyes and peered down over her frame. Most of her vision was obstructed by her more prominent tits, which themselves were cause for joy. Grinning slyly, she ran one hand up the opposite arm, feeling the strength in her forearms, and then squeezing the large masses deep inside her upper arms. She allowed her hands to glide over her breasts and down to her abs, which were very well-defined by this point. Finally the very tips of her fingers danced over her netherlips, which were moist from excitement. She had to admit, even though she hadn't really wanted larger muscles that badly, now that she had them she just felt so damn... again: good!
In fact, she had almost forgotten why she had even done this to herself. Her lips curled into a Cheshire grin, and she slowly spun around to face her smaller boyfriend. She placed both hands on her hips, cocking them to one side, and peered down at him from her lofty eight-foot vantage.
Mitch shuddered as she posed for him. Needless to say he was shocked that she had done... this, instead of making herself taller. When Jenna had showed up earlier and dropped the bomb that she had a reality-altering device that she had used to make herself taller - which he had found incredibly fucking hot - and that she was planning on making herself "bigger", this was not what he had envisioned! Nevertheless, he found the vision before him to be surprisingly erotic - an effective combination of feminine sexiness and superhuman physical superiority. She wasn't quite bodybuilder-big, but she was definitely bigger than fitness-model-big. Fitness enthusiast might have been a better term.
"Like what you see, baby?" Jenna asked seductively. Leaving one hand planted on her hip, she raised her other arm up to flex her bicep, watching in pride and appreciation as it swelled into an impressive mound of muscle, her smooth skin shining in a very light layer of sweat leftover from her 'workout'. "Mmmm," she cooed as she dropped to her knees in front of Mitch. "I think I could get used to this."
Mitch was at a loss for words. He couldn't find the strength to protest when Jenna reached forward and grabbed him by the arms, pulled him close. Her grip was so strong! Her arms snaked around his body, pinning his arms to his sides. He struggled weakly for a couple seconds as her embrace tightened around him, but made little impression. Except for causing her to smile even wider in satisfaction. He could feel her biceps bulging against his own arms, her soft, silky skin offering a nice little cushion on top of the hard masses below her skin's surface. Her big, soft breasts pressed comfortably into his torso, and his stiff cock rubbed against her stomach. He couldn't help but notice her abs grinding against the sensitive underside of his shaft.
And then she was kissing him, forcing her full, wet lips on him, prodding her tongue into his mouth. Despite being thoroughly intimidated by what his girlfriend had become, he relented, and returned the kiss. She left him gasping for breath when she finished sucking his lips off, and he was harder than ever. He involuntarily bucked his hips against her stomach, eliciting a surprisingly girlish giggle from such a powerful being.
"Now aren't you glad I decided to share my little toy with you?" she asked him.
Mitch could swear he detected some kind of... I-know-something-you-don't-know tone in her voice when she asked him that, but he just shrugged it off and nodded his head.
Jenna chuckled in satisfaction. She looked Mitch deep in the eyes for a second, before getting an idea. Keeping one arm wrapped snugly - firmly - around her boyfriend, she leaned back and grabbed the BlueBerry from where she had dropped it and thumbed open the Soothsayer app.
"What... What are you doing now?" Mitch asked, a hint of excited nervousness creeping into his voice.
"Ohhh, nothing much..." she answered coyly.
Well, Jenna thought to herself, maybe a little bit more height couldn't hurt... Actually, she could barely contain her excitement. Like she was indulging in a little guilty pleasure, she fought back a squeal as she typed in the command. Hitting the confirm button, she was rewarded with a sudden rush of heat in her body. She was so thrilled, so flush with desire, she pressed her lips against Mitch's while still holding him tightly to her big, powerful body.
For the moment, the BlueBerry lay forgotten on the floor next to him, as Jenna's desire for sex took over.
Mitch was once more awestruck by her sheer power! And her enthusiasm, too. She wasn't just kissing to show off her strength, like she did last time. This time, she was making out with him passionately, genuinely in the mood for sex. And, he had to admit, as excited as this made him it was still more than a little unnerving to have such a large woman being so overtaken with lust. But even though he was nervous (after all, she could probably break him in half if she wanted to), he couldn't help but be more turned on than ever. He couldn't stop himself from grinding his hips into her rock hard abs as she pressed into him, forcing him down onto the ground onto his back. She practically laid on top of him, pinning him to the floor as she continued to make out with him. The feeling of her soft breasts mashing against his torso, in contrast to the rest of her thick, muscular limbs, drove him wild. He was so overwhelmed by her sheer size that he didn't even notice that she was inching bigger...
It was the very sensation of growth that affected Jenna the most. The feeling of her body, not really really putting more muscle on this time, but simply expanding in all directions was what contributed the most to her arousal. She hadn't commanded herself to grow very much - only another foot - but the relatively short duration of her growth spurt was enough to push her past all sense of inhibition. That and, well, the idea that she was growing even bigger, stronger, and more powerful than her boyfriend certainly added to the eroticism.
Even when Jenna finally lifted herself off of Mitch's body, he was so enthralled that he couldn't find the motivation to retreat. He simply laid there, watching her straddle his waist, positioning her bare, moist slit over his enlarged, erect cock. Probably not used to her own strength just yet, she lowered herself down onto his cock a little too quickly, putting a sudden weight on his pelvis that caused him to groan in pain and pleasure both. Her inner muscles had apparently received an upgrade as well, because he could never recall a time when his girlfriend was able to massage his shaft like that in the past. Her vaginal muscles milked his cock expertly for a few seconds, causing her to cum in that short period of time, and nearly causing him to be pushed over the edge as well. But he managed to hold on even as she reached forward, and once more pulled him close to her - up, off the ground, into her body.
"Ooh, Mitch...!" Jenna cooed above him. "This feels so good..." She was on her knees again, still with one long, muscled arm wrapped around Mitch's comparatively frail body. Her other hand was under his butt, pulling him up into her pelvis, rhythmically grinding him in circles. She wanted him so badly that she couldn't stop herself from taking control like that. His cock was filling her up so much, yet the rest of him was so much smaller. It excited her to no end, and all she could think about was using her little boy-toy to make herself cum.
Like a true pair of lovers, they came simultaneously. As the pleasant sexual heat radiated throughout Jenna's entire body - throughout her very muscles - she couldn't stop herself from holding Mitch ever tighter to her body. She bear-hugged him, practically crushing the air from his lungs. And even though he was in a mild amount of pain from her enthusiasm, Mitch could not help but feel more turned on than ever. With his legs dangling against the floor, he reveled in the feeling of his girlfriend's powerful body holding him tightly, and spurted all he had inside of her. He could feel her inner muscles working around his enlarged shaft, milking him, coaxing more cum from his loins.
As their orgasms waned, Mitch's vision began to fade. Mostly from being so overwhelmed by the strength with which his gigantic muscular girlfriend was crushing him. His awareness faded for a little bit, and the next thing he knew he was no longer in Jenna's embrace, but rather sitting on his bed, propped up against the wall.
Jenna, on the other hand, had more energy than ever! Rather than draining her, the sex had invigorated her! Gotten her pumped! Giggling madly to herself, she had felt Mitch's smaller body go slightly limp, so she took it upon herself to lift him into the air - rather easily, too - and place him on his bed. She stood up to her full height and loomed over him, smiling broadly as his eyes fell on her glorious, iron-hard yet still womanly body.
He looked up at her magnificent form looming over him with awe in his eyes, his mouth unashamedly open. He didn't know if it was the post-coital haziness talking, but he could've sworn she was bigger...
"Like what you see, baby?" she said in a sexy, husky tone. She felt another flush of excitement as Mitch's eyes roamed over her figure. It made her feel... exceptional! She loved being bigger, loved having that advantage. She even contemplated adding yet another foot of height on top of the one that had just boosted her up to the nine feet she now stood at, but decided that she should really savor the moment for the time being. "So tell me, Mitch. Did you always have a fetish for strong girls?"
Jenna's blatant inquiry into his personal fantasies gave Mitch a shudder. He was uncomfortable talking about that so openly, but the power she now had over him turned him on enough that he didn't mind answering her truthfully. That and, well, given her new size advantage he figured it was in his best interest to cooperate. Which turned him on even more. "It's a new one," he said with a dry throat, shaking his head slightly.
Jenna cocked an eyebrow. She bent down briefly to retrieve her new phone from the floor, and sighed in satisfaction as she felt all the little muscles in her body tense and shift. She stood back up, looked briefly at the BlueBerry's crystal clear display, and the shifted her gaze mischievously towards Mitch.
She then started typing.
 
Mitch watched the sly grin slowly curl across his imposing girlfriend's lips. He waited with bated breath as she typed, but even after she seemed to be finished - she had a very accomplished look in her eyes - he couldn't see anything happening to her, and couldn't feel anything happening to himself.
Sighing happily, she placed the BlueBerry on Mitch's nightstand, and proceeded to gather her clothes from where they lay forgotten on the floor. She paused for a second, confused that the micro skirt she had worn she arrived had been replaced with a pair of shorts, but shrugged it off. She retrieved Mitch's clothes as well, and tossed them next to him on the bed.
Mitch ignored them, though, as he was distracted by Jenna's magnificent body as she proceeded to dress. He watched her step into her shorts and shimmy them up her shapely, muscular thighs. They wrapped around her hips like a second skin, and as she briefly turned to the side he could see them hugging and framing her round, firm cheeks. And then with a grin she began to pull her top over her head. His mouth went dry as the cups stretched over her enormous boobs; the soft masses they encased and pushed together were an awe-inspiring contrast to the rest of her firm body.
Jenna took a moment to appraise her reflection in Mitch's mirror, smiling in admiration at the subtle and sexy blend of muscle and curves. And she was delighted that the clothes she had brought with her had shifted to better emphasize her new looks. Her shorts were like a pair of gym shorts - skin tight cotton that not only felt wonderful against her skin, but also allowed her to move as if she wasn't wearing anything at all! She wasn't wearing any underwear either, but thanks to the command she had just entered, she didn't think a pair of panties was entirely necessary. Plus they had disappeared anyway, so it didn't matter. She felt a thrill as she swiveled her hips a bit, enjoyed the erotic freedom she experienced.
A light jiggling within her top drew her attention away from her hips. Her top looked much the same as it did prior to her growth spurt - still little more than a bigger top. The black cotton cups hugged her big boobs and nestled them together, creating an inviting line of jiggling cleavage. There was a minor adjustment, though: the strap that wrapped around her back was now thicker, as though between the weight of her heavy breasts and the tautness of her muscular back the top had to be designed with durability and strength in mind.
Jenna was beginning to greatly appreciate the feeling of snug clothing.
And so was Mitch. He was so distracted by his enlarged, enhanced girlfriend, that he didn't think it was strange his erection was back in full force already. And he was so entranced by her figure that he didn't even realized he was idly masturbated until Jenna called him on it.
"You know," she smirked, "as much as I enjoy the way you're enjoying me, I'm really hungry and I'd prefer it if you got dressed so we can get something to eat." When Mitch simply looked at her confused, she stood up straight and peered down at him over the bridge of her nose. "Now," she added in a mischievously stern voice, and fought back a smile as her clearly intimidated boyfriend scrambled to his feet to put his underwear on.
In the meantime, she sat down in Mitch's desk chair (thoroughly enjoying the way it creaked under her weight) and began pulling on a pair of short socks and white sneakers - to match the athletic-girl look she was already sporting. She then focused her attention back to Mitch, who kept stealing brief glances in her direction as he buckled his pants and reached for his shoes and socks. She watched him curiously as he sat on the bed and pulled his shoes and socks on, enjoying how her continued watchfulness made him nervous. With his shoes on, he paused, and looked at her questioningly.
She couldn't take it any more. With an eagerness that surprised even herself, Jenna jumped to her feet, grabbed Mitch by the armpits, and hoisted him to his feet.
"Hey!" Mitch yelped in shock. He stumbled a bit as he regained his balance, but ultimately straightened up. Nevertheless, he nearly fell backwards again as he looked up to see his towering girlfriend's smiling face. Not even her face, really... her tits! "What...?" he mumbled, looking up into Jenna's breasts. "You... You are taller!"
Jenna giggled, and grabbed her bewildered boyfriend's shirt from the bed. "Yeah, well..." she began. As she continued talking, she proceeded to pull the shirt over Mitch's head, treating him like a ch1ld as she finished dressing him. "I just couldn't help myself. It's just so thrilling to be the bigger one, you know?"
"I... I guess," Mitch consented. Not that he had much say in the matter. It was Jenna's BlueBerry, so she had the power to do whatever she wanted, and it wasn't like he was in any position to argue with her. He straightened his shirt nervously, stealing glances up at her muscular frame. He couldn't help but shudder in arousal. It was sexy enough that she was so much taller than him, but her sheer bulk added more - a different type of eroticism that he'd never considered before today. "You're gonna... stay like that, huh?"
"Well, yeah, I think so. For a while anyway. I like it!" she chirped. She raised her arms above her head in a show-offy pose. "Don't you?"
Mitch didn't answer the question, avoiding the embarrassment of being attracted to such a thing by deflecting with another question. "Are you going to make any more changes?" He immediately regretted his words. He didn't really want to inspire her to make things worse. Well... maybe not yet, anyway.
Still, Jenna simply smiled. "Nah, not yet. I really think we should get some lunch first." She quickly spun around and grabbed her belongings. Her purse had disappeared, with only her wallet, car keys, and BlueBerry phone remaining. Her phone fit nicely in a tight little pouch that magically appeared in her shorts on the side of her hip, and her keys hooked into a similar pocket on the other hip. Her BlueBerry, not currently needed, was nestled deep within her cleavage. The top she was wearing was snug enough that it pushed her big boobs together tightly, so as not to let it escape.
Mitch found his mouth suddenly going dry, briefly wishing he could join his girlfriend's phone between her feminine charms.
With that, Jenna ushered her boyfriend out the door, very much looking forward to his reaction to the far-reaching changes he was soon to discover.
 

[mondo]

Mitch almost yelped when he felt a firm hand on his butt urge him towards the door. Her little 'scoot' action didn't hurt, but he strength was enough that she practically knocked him off his feet. "All-alright! I'm going!"
This, of course, elicited more giggles from Mitch's superhuman lover.
He quickly moved towards the door and opened it, and hurried into the hallway. Although he was incredibly turned on by Jenna's new size, he felt things were moving a bit fast, and he was a little anxious to get just a little bit of distance between himself and his super-strong girlfriend. A little breathing, if only for a moment. Jenna, though, was right behind him the entire time, smiling broadly as she cast a large shadow over and in front of him. Her imposing presence served to arouse him further, and Mitch couldn't help but notice the odd way his pants were fitting. He looked down, and almost gasped when he saw the large, blatantly obvious bulge at the front of his shorts. It was strange; though his shorts were fairly loose-fitting, the crotch-area was much more snug, as if it was purposefully cut to show off his impressive member.
It was, of course. Jenna had noticed it earlier when Mitch was getting dressed - a side effect of the portion of her previous command that instituted a higher significance of sexual attraction in society. She couldn't wait to see how the dynamics between men and women have changed because of this. She was already enjoying how it affected her wardrobe. The sensation of so much skin being open to the air was nice, and the freedom of not wearing any underwear was downright exhilarating! Even just the physical sensation of her strong, inner thighs rubbing together as she swayed her hips was enough to send an erotic thrill through her body. She briefly wondered if the black cotton shorts she was wearing were absorbent enough in case they got... damp, and if it would be noticeable. But then she decided she didn't care.
At the bottom of the stairs, Mitch rounded the corner... and the next thing he knew he was on the floor on his butt. A large figure loomed over him - which he at first assumed belonged to Jenna, but when he heard his girlfriend's trademark laughter behind him, he knew otherwise. A large, strong pair of hands lifted him clear off the ground and planted him back on his feet, leaving him shaken and disoriented.
"You know, you should really watch where you're going, Mitch," his sister's voice chided him playfully.
Mitch's mouth literally hung open as his eyes traveled up his sister's body. She wasn't quite as tall as Jenna, nor quite as strong as her. But that didn't change the fact that Mitch's sixteen-year-old sister was fucking big! He was staring straight into her boobs. Even on her adolescent frame they were still at least as big as his head. She was wearing a cropped tank top, one that left the majority of her muscular abs on display and wrapped snugly around her (Mitch shuddered to think) still-developing breasts. Her thick, turgid nipples distended proudly from beneath the pink fabric. He looked up higher, and settled on her devilish smile; her confidence of her physically superiority despite being five years younger than him sent a shiver down his spine. "Rae...?" he whispered weakly.
Rae folded her hands coyly in front of her, at the same time both pushing her breasts together in an alluring fashion and flexing her impressive biceps slightly. She was a little bit thinner than Jenna, but that didn't detract from the fact that she was the second strongest woman Mitch had ever seen. Which is why the girlish giggling seemed odd to him. "Sorry, Jenna. I think I broke him," Rae said coyly, chewing her lower lip in mock-innocence.
"No, I think I did that earlier."
Mitch's mind reeled as the two giant women shared a laugh. Following that, he was treated to the sight of his younger (but so not smaller) sister flouncing towards the kitchen. His eyes were immediately drawn to her ass, bouncing within its tight denim confines. Her legs, too, were a nice sight - long, smooth, and shapely with muscle. For a brief couple of seconds Mitch realized that he was getting turned on by the sight of his younger sister, but he didn't have time to truly consider this as a third voice distracted him even further.
"Oh hi, Jenna!" Mitch's head spun around, his eyes nearly popping out of his skull as his mother approached the pair from the side hall, where the garage door was. "I thought that was your car out front."
Mitch's first thought was that he barely recognized his own mother. His second thought was awe at how big she was! A little taller than Rae, but just a few inches shorter than his girlfriend, she had a much thicker figure than the other two. Softer, that is. Oh, the muscles were still there, and still obvious, but on top of them was a much thicker layer of softness. Her hips were wide and hypnotic, and even though she was wearing a relatively loose pair of cut-off sweatpants, they still draped over his curves to emphasize her maternal femininity. The tee shirt she was wearing was more form-fitting, and did nothing to hide and everything to showcase her truly gigantic breasts. They weren't quite as firm as Jenna's or Rae's, but they certainly looked warm and inviting...
Mitch shook his head violently. That's not right! he thought, catching himself before his thoughts strayed to an uncomfortable place. For the next minute or so, his eyes roamed in awe at the sight of the two giant women talking.
"Heading out?" Moira asked her son's girlfriend.
"Just going to get some lunch, Mrs. Jenkins."
"That sounds like a good idea. Say, will you be here later tonight? Would you like to stay for dinner? Rachel's having her friends over, so one more couldn't hurt!"
Jenna grinned as she mulled this over. Mitch surrounded by a gaggle of titanic ladies? Dwarfing him and intimidating him? It was certainly tempting... "Well, I'm not sure what our plans are..."
Moira looked down at Mitch questioningly, who mumbled a weak response: "Not sure what we're doing yet..."
Moira shrugged happily, and rubbed Jenna affectionately on the shoulder. "Well, just let me know what you decide to do. You know you're always welcome here." She then turned to Mitch, and bent low. His eyes were glued to her burgeoning motherly bosom as she descended upon him, but he quickly averted his gaze to her face. She embraced him lightly with one arm ('lightly', meaning she practically crushed him with her strong yet soft half-hug), and kissed him on the cheek with her plush lips. "Call me when you know what your plans are, okay sweetie?"
"S-sure," he muttered nervously as she started walking away.
"Now!" Jenna chirped happily. "What do I want to do for lunch?"
Mitch couldn't help but notice the very distinct inference that he didn't have a say in the matter.
 
"A couple of big burgers sound pretty good right about now," Jenna decided, not allowing Mitch an opportunity to offer his own opinion on the matter of lunch. "C'mon, babe, let's go get some grub."
"All-alright!" Mitch practically whined as his nine foot tall muscle goddess of a girlfriend urged him towards the front door. Frustrated, he broke free and backed away from her as she peered down at him with a look of bemusement. Suddenly feeling vulnerable, Mitch swallowed nervously as he looked straight ahead into the upper part of her chiseled stomach, and then up to her grinning face. "I-I'm going! You don't have to be so impatient, you know..."
Jenna's impish grin subsequently widened. "Is that so?" she said teasingly. She crossed her arms in front of her, her eyes twinkling with glee as Mitch's widened eyes darted between her deep, soft cleavage and the imposing biceps that were pushing her breasts together. "Because I'm pretty sure that I can be whatever I want to be, little man," she rebutted, fishing into her cleavage to withdraw the BlueBerry and twiddle it in her fingers.
Despite his desire to retain some sense of dignity, Mitch could not help but feel turned on by Jenna's superiority. That and, of course, the combination of her size, strength, and curves was downright erotic. His cheeks burned as he felt his dick hardening in his pants, pressing firmly outward against the snug denim.
"Fine then, short stuff. Try to keep up!" she chirped, walking past him and out the front door at a brisk pace.
Mitch only hesitated for a moment before following her, but it was enough time for her to gain some distance, and he had to jog to catch up with her. Outside, his eyes immediately focused on the shimmying of Jenna's sculpted ass as she sashayed ahead of him. He was so distracted by her big, athletic posterior that he didn't notice when she started talking to somebody on her phone.
"Hey, so I'm taking Mitch out for some lunch. Wanna meet me at the Cow Hut? We can hang out!"
Mitch was perplexed as he watched Jenna climb into her car. The thing was huge! It was the largest sports SUV Mitch had ever seen, but it was stylish, too. Massive, but their was odd feminine-oriented feeling in the design of the body. He found it strange that something so big and imposing could still seem like a 'chick car'. It actually surprised him by how he had to climb into the thing.
"Alright, I'll pick you up, then. See you soon!" Beaming with excitement, Jenna pressed a button on her phone and stuffed it back into her cleavage.
Once more, Mitch wished he could be in the BlueBerry's position. All snug between his girlfriend's big, soft breasts... feeling their warmth and listening to her heartbeat... He couldn't take his eyes off her. It was a little unnerving to him that he could be so turned on by such a thing. He watched her thick, muscular arms flex and swell as she manipulated the steering wheel and adjusted the transmission. He admired the way her smooth, silky skin gleamed in the sunlight and smoothed over the muscles they were covering. His eyes traveled down to her legs, her thighs thick with both muscle and feminine smoothness, shifting as she switched between pedals.
Before Mitch knew what was happening, Jenna's car hummed to a stop in the driveway of someone's home. He looked around, confused, mentally kicking himself for letting himself stare at Jenna's gorgeous body for so long. No wonder she was smiling in triumph like that...
"Um... Where are we?"
Jenna gave her boyfriend an amused look, and held back a laugh. "Lauren's house, sweetie pie. She's coming with us; weren't you paying attention?"
"Um..." He turned his head to look out the window, and was promptly treated to the sight of his girlfriend's BFF running up to the car. Mitch's mouth dropped open as he beheld her. Not really because he was surprised at how big she had gotten, but more so because it was quite a show seeing a big round pair of breasts bouncing like that inside a flimsy shirt. Lauren clearly wasn't wearing a bra underneath her red halter top, but then again the way the cotton straps hung from around her neck and wrapped underneath her boobs, lifting them and supporting them, there wasn't really a need for one. Still, the material was stretchy enough that the shirt seemed to encourage bouncing and jiggling, and did nothing to hide the nubs poking through the front of the cups. The tight denim short-shorts Lauren was wearing apparently weren't enough to draw any attention away from those two precious mounds. They weren't quite as big as Jenna's, but that didn't mean Lauren didn't know how to dress to flatter them.
"Hey guys!" Lauren purred into Mitch's open window, briefly leaning into the window's frame, bracing herself with her arms in such a way to emphasize her biceps and press her breasts together. Mitch was immediately aware that Jenna's friend was much closer to her size than his sister was. Perhaps that meant they worked out together, but Mitch felt a strange little bit of pride by the notion that Jenna was still the stronger of the two. "I'm so glad you called me, Jenna!" Lauren said as she climbed into the back seat. "I'm starving! And I was just about to find something to eat myself, so your timing is perfect." Before she settled into her seat, she leaned forward between the two front seats and spoke into Mitch's ear: "Hey, Mitchy-poo," she said in a teasing voice, before giving him a wet peck on the cheek. She giggled energetically as she sat back behind him.
This is going to be a long day, Mitch thought to himself, his cheeks burning in embarrassment, as Jenna pulled out of her friend's driveway.
 
The short car ride to the Cow Hut was remarkably unremarkable, from Mitch's point of view at least. Jenna and Lauren talked about random girl-things, things that Mitch had no interest in whatsoever, so he spent the entire time staring at his girlfriend's massive frame. And her tits. He loved the way her taxed sports bra shimmied anytime Jenna hit a pot hole.
And as for Jenna, she was having a blast just talking to her friend, so much so that she almost forgot about Mitch. With a little good acting, she was able to hide the fact that she wasn't familiar with the history of this new reality, but her interest was piqued when Lauren started talking about looking forward to another workout session together. Lauren's never worked out a day in her life, Jenna mused, and her imagination fluttered at the idea of her best friend doing such a thing. Even more so, Lauren had mentioned weightlifting as well, further intriguing Jenna. An image of her friend new and improved body handling a set of heavy weights, dressed in a set of revealing workout clothes and glistening with sweat. Strangely, this was not an unappealing image, and it started to give Jenna some ideas...
The second Mitch hopped (it unnerved him a little that he had to do so) out of the car, he was assaulted by a pair of strong arms wrapping around his body and twirling him to face the burger joint. Struggling and grunting in defiance, Mitch caught a glimpse of Lauren's chiseled abs and the undersides of her breasts before he was ushered with a pat on the butt towards the building.
"Hey!" Jenna interjected, walking around from the other side of the car. "You mind not manhandling my boy toy?" she mock-complained, eliciting girlish laughter from both her friend and herself. She pulled Lauren out of the way as if to claim Mitch for herself, as if he was a piece of property, and bent down to massage his hip as he looked up at her, completely embarrassed. "Don't worry, baby," she said into his ear, in a loud voice so as to embarrass him further. "Mean old Lauren's not gonna steal you away from me." She embraced him with one arm as she kissed him lustfully on the mouth, flexing her substantial bicep against his shoulder. "Though I may lend you to her if she asks nicely," she added in a whisper into his ear, causing Mitch to gasp in shock.
Mitch's mouth hung open in shock as Jenna stood up straight, looming over him with her bulky but curvaceous body. With a strong, affectionate hand on his shoulder she guided him towards the Cow Hut's entrance. It hit him again how much control he didn't have over this situation, causing him to shudder at the thought. The things Jenna could do - and how far she could take them - was almost scary to imagine, yet Mitch was surprised to find himself becoming turned on by the idea.
And then the second Mitch walked into the Cow Hut, he was thrust into the reality of what Jenna had accomplished. Everywhere he looked there were girls and women, all of them looking large and muscular, and curvaceous and sexy. Oh, there were men as well, who were utterly dwarfed by their female companions, much like Mitch, but he wasn't paying much attention to them. How could he when there was so much sexy female flesh surrounding him? And they were so tall! He was almost relieved when Jenna took him by the shoulders and made sure he didn't get lost in the sea of Amazons.
At the service counter, Mitch's mouth hung open in shock at the sight of the girl taking orders. She couldn't be more than seventeen years old, but she had tits the size of his head, and the body of a weightlifter. She smiled down at him, and then up at Lauren and Jenna, who were both a little taller than her. Like all the other girls behind the counter (there didn't seem to be too many men), her uniform consisted of a short pair of tight brown shorts and a short sleeve shirt covered in black and white cow print, cut down the middle to show off an alluring amount of cleavage. "Welcome to the Cow Hut! What can I get for you guys?"
"Lauren, can you order for us? I have to check something on my phone," Jenna said quickly, deciding to initiate a kinky little experiment she wanted to try. I wonder if I'll enjoy this? she thought to herself. Mitch certainly will, I'll bet.
"Sure! No problem. Um... I think our little guy here will have two Junior Sliders and a medium Coke," Lauren began, ignoring Jenna who was busy typing on her phone. "And thennnn... three Hefty Heifers, an order of cheesy fries, and an extra large Coke. And actually... I'll have the same thing, but with an orange soda."
"Here you go, babe," Jenna said with a naughty smile, pulling out her suddenly full wallet from the pouch on the side of her shorts and handing a wad of cash to her friend. Chewing her bottom lip coyly, she reached behind Lauren while she was distracted by the cashier, and slid her fingers and palm across the smooth surface of her denim-painted ass. She gave it a gentle but firm squeeze, admiring the softness it retained despite its impeccable firmness. Rather than protest, Lauren leaned back a little against Jenna's hand, silently encouraging her to 'help herself'. Delighted by the success of her experiment, Jenna continued to fondle her new lover's ass unbidden. At the same time, Jenna couldn't help but 'notice' the dark line of creamy-looking cleavage advertising itself right in front of her. Seeing the cashier-girl in a light, she marveled over the fact that, apparently, she could use the BlueBerry to affect even her own mind.
Meanwhile, since Mitch was standing in front of the Amazon pair, sandwiched between them and the service counter, he had no idea what was going on behind him. But he was perfectly happy feeling his girlfriend's big body warming his backside, as well as discretely taking in the view. Their certainly were a lot of hot-looking Amazons working back there...
Eventually, Jenna and Lauren carried a tray filled to the brim with food and drink to a booth near the back of the restaurant. Mitch was a little surprised to find Jenna and Lauren sitting together, leaving him to sit by himself opposite them. He fully expected Jenna to smother him with her big, muscular body, but he welcomed the independence for the moment. It gave him at least a little while to absorb the new reality she had created for them.
Which apparently involved the girls being massively hungry. Their burgers were huge, not to mention the big messy order of fries they got with it. It amazed him to watch them eat, how they managed to quickly pack away the pounds of food they were consuming. He mused that their super-sized bodies came with not only a super-sized need for sustenance, but also a super-sized metabolism to go with it. His own 'Junior Slider' was big enough as it was, but was tiny compared to what the girls were eating. Still, he could only get halfway through the second before he was full.
The girls weren't done, though; they had a lot more food to go. And while they eat, it didn't seem like they were able to keep their hands off each other. Their hands constantly caressed each other's thighs beneath the table, rubbing in places that were perhaps inappropriate in public. Or rather, what used to be inappropriate, since Jenna had changed the rules of public affection...
Mitch was watching them eat the entire time, curious about the shifty, knowing looks they kept giving each other. And then he could do nothing but stare with his mouth open as, after they finished eating, they gave each other a long, lustful look... and dove into each other's mouth. The Amazons frenched in an open display of lust and affection, running their hands over the other's body. Though he was utterly shocked by this development, Mitch couldn't form any words for what he was witnessing. Seeing two women make out with such passion was hot enough. Seeing to huge, muscular, and sexy women make out with such passion was something else. For a brief moment, his eyes were glued to Jenna's and Lauren's tits in turn. Any time a strong but feminine hand clamped down on a cotton-covered breast, his mouth would water as those fingers sunk into the abundant flesh. And then those hands would disappear under the table briefly, and by the way they were cooing and moaning quietly to each other, he just knew that, even though he couldn't see it, they were... touching each other in intimate places...
"Uh... girls?" he spoke meekly, after a long several minutes of being ignored.

[halcyon3]

Awesome story! I was afraid the "blueberry" part was going to delve into that blueberry inflation fetish, but thankfully those fears were unfounded. Thanks a lot for sharing!