Little Miss Massive

[quick]

Ya roped us in with an incredible FMG story and then flipped it to furry porn on us.  I'm not even mad.  That's impressive.

[superlurker]

Sorry man. This is all clearing my head between my actual work writing. I'm not going in any particular direction when I do this. I just get places.

[quick]

Sorry man. This is all clearing my head between my actual work writing. I'm not going in any particular direction when I do this. I just get places.

I wasn't kidding, I'm not mad.  Haha.  I'm not normally into furry stuff, but this is really good!

[Sounder9-]

Sorry man. This is all clearing my head between my actual work writing. I'm not going in any particular direction when I do this. I just get places.

I wasn't kidding, I'm not mad.  Haha.  I'm not normally into furry stuff, but this is really good!

Same. While the story has gone into furry territory its done so without feeling forced or tacked on! Great work!

[superlurker]

8 months later

Jia Na lay on her bed pretty much immobile. My wife's stomach was so enormous that even with her superhuman strength doing much more than laying in bed was pretty much impossible. Side effect of carrying fifteen babies to term. She was hooked up to a couple of supplemental IVs for fluids and protein, a feeding tube providing additional sustenance. The money she'd made marketing somewhat less potent versions of Megabulge and the other supplemental drugs and, well, Maggie bleeding her "baby daddy" tech billionaire combined to move us all into a larger home in a gated mansion community. Carla came in, gave us both a kiss, and let us both listen to her baby girl kicking. Then she had to waddle back to Sam, who was struggling with quadruplets in her belly. The Latina now looked like she'd eaten several physique champions whole, her growth accelerating during her pregnancy. Her huge, bouncy ass wobbled behind her as she departed.

Jia Na and I chatted. Her parents and sister were flying in for the births. She was excited to see them. Her sister had already expressed interest in "not leaving," as apparently things were becoming worse in China. I took the time to admire her 124" biceps flexing and bulging as she did minor things, the titanic veins the IVs were slotted into large enough to be mistaken for garden hoses running beneath her skin. Her huge, uncovered breasts rested upon her 10 inches of pec cleavage and her bloated baby belly, the nipples leaking steadily as her body geared up to care for fifteen infants. Her head had almost entirely disappeared into her massive traps, delts, and pecs at this point, and I was partially leaning over her body to see her face as we talked.

One of the live-in nurses we'd hired, Kelly, came in then with a tray full of pills and syringes. "Hey there you two. Got your cycles, the supplementals, the prenatals, and some others," she said, prepping for the process of getting my wife entirely geared up. Kelly'd come to us out of rehab, a former meth addict with an RN. She'd been rail thin and falling to pieces; six months here in the house had turned her into a juicy physique model. We'd had her teeth replaced, put her on a progressive cycle, insisted on the gym time, and repeated the process six more times. All the former strung out meth addicts were now walking wet dreams; rippling muscles covered them from head to toe, their teeth replaced, bodies restored. I helped Kelly with the pills and needles, injecting my wife with the drugs she needed to grow bigger and stronger. Then I lifted up my massive balls and let Kelly give me my shots. Her 46" arms would barely be able to move my heavy hangers aside. She licked them as she was down there, begging for some cream in her way. While I admired her pecs in her sports bra, and I'd love to see her boy shorts around her ankles again, she had work to do and I had to do my rounds. I untangled myself from Jia Na and stood, watching her body flex unconsciously to maintain its size and promote growth. I saw my jizz leaking out of her pussy and gave her a smile.

My erection hit Kelly in her midsection as I rounded, and I frowned. I grabbed the ripped redhead, pulled her shorts and thong aside, and slammed her onto my dick before continuing on my rounds. She'd keep it warm, and her desperate attempts to squeeze cum out of me would help keep me hard. I strolled past Maggie's room where I knew the other redhead would be spread eagle, unable to move at all. She'd gotten so huge descriptions weren't really adequate to the task. She had twenty-two babies in her. I'd fucked her just a couple hours ago. She'd be fine for a bit longer. Kelly bounced on my rod as I walked, using her shredded eight pack to hold herself upright on my cock.

I walked into Leandra's room and found a pile of mostly undressed nurses writhing on top of the black woman. Libidos were totally out of control here. It was going to be difficult month.

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I blasted Kelly off my cock with a powerful spurt of cum right into her womb and then hosed the other nurses off before leaning down to check on Leandra and our twins. The monstrous black woman barely looked pregnant given her huge frame and relatively light child load. I gave her large ass a slap and moved on to do the rounds through the rest of the home.

I found our new wet nurse Melanie down in the gym with her son Sean, who we'd put on Megabulge and turned into a bull. The 8 foot tall, 800 poound 14 year old mass monster was contentedly pushing his huge dick into Mrs. M's hot cunt. The trophy wife was carrying twins and very heavy with milk already, her experienced body preparing for more children with ease. In the far corner of the gym, in the midst of a nest of osmium dumbbells, crouched Danielle. 8'4" and 1200 pounds of disgruntled 14 year old girl, she casually and absently curled weights that would shame the strongest men in the world as her gaze bored into me as I stood there observing. We'd created Sean to service her, but she'd refused him, leaving the young megastud to service every trophy wife in the area.

She was wearing a one piece leotard that covered almost none of her superhuman physique. Almost all of her abs and the lower half of her ponderous breasts were left uncovered, not to mention the thick blonde hair running up from her crotch. Above the spectacular undercleavage, huge actual cleavage sat, projected hugely forward by the massive shelf of pectoral muscle she sported. The leotard was soaked through with sweat. I quickly slammed my cock into Melanie, my man meat causing her new eight pack abs to bulge obscenely as she began spraying milk from her colossal cans.

As the rest of the women filtered into the gym for their daily lifting orgy, I turned it into a more traditional orgy while I watched Danielle watch me.

Two Months Later

Jia Li grunted as she pushed up 300 pounds, reveling in the huge improvement the genetic engineering and tailored steroid stack had produced for her. My sister-in-law was not as petite a woman as my wife, and while my in-laws were getting ready to leave after spending a couple months with their grandbabies (all fifteen of them to my mother-in-law's delight), Jia Li was planning to stay. We'd applied for a visa for her and she'd enrolled in college to get a student visa in the interim. Like the nurses and the women, she split her time between here, in the gym, babycare, and "extracurriculars." Except Danielle. Danielle was still ensconced in her corner, subsisting with a feeding tube and a pair of IVs to sustain her enormous bulk. The massive fourteen year old watched me spot my sister in law. Watching my sister in law playfully nip and lick at my cock. Watched Sean come in and smash her cunt with his massive rod. She watched me leave, all the while curling weights that would humble the most massive men in the world.

I climbed up to find a bevy of trophy wives ensconced in the sitting room with Dede, all waiting for their apportionment of Megabulge. Most of them were on Bulge, the less severe open market version. But they knew that results like Dede's could be theirs with enough Megabulge. I found a seat on the couch and sat down, where Mrs. Martinez immediately found her way into my lap and onto my cock. The 5'9" 285 pound supergirl was 18 this month, had been on Bulge for over a year, and was enjoying huge benefits from a couple doses of Megabulge. Her husband, the hotelier Edgar Martinez, was probably 60. He was also into young boys and kept her around mostly to fend off questions about his...ahem, predilections. He'd even suggested Sean or I should knock her up. She was an adorable tanned blonde girl who, in earlier times, would be in college seeking a future rich husband. Instead, she'd already secured said rich husband and was now fucking her way around town.

I watched Dede hold court as Mrs. Martinez rode herself to a mind-shattering orgasm on my huge cock, and pushed her off so she could rest. She was replaced by Jia Na, my 900 pound wife easily assering dominance, even with two kids latched on to each of her milk-spewing massive mammaries. Other women came by now and again to swap babies, all the while Jia Na was sawing gently on my love log.

[GLKnight]

Shame he couldn't convince his mother-in-law to get on Megabulge, as well.

[Wookey]

Another K+ effort

[TaleTitan]

Whoa, I thought this ended, but it's still going? I'm super happy for that.

More!

[superlurker]

Whoa, I thought this ended, but it's still going? I'm super happy for that.

More!

I've been writing productively since the holiday break for work, so less of my time goes towards stuff like this. I've got some other stuff floating around that I'll get written, but people have been into this so...give the people what they want.

[jhunter]

Interesting outcome. Thinking the story is coming to a close, as not sure where else the story will come out to. Good luck with the next coming installment.

[superlurker]

It didn't take long for us to discover a downside to the genetic tinkering. Well, it took us longer than it probably should have, but not all that long.

I was lying in bed, reading something banal -- maybe a Kindle novel, it's not important -- when the door flew off the frame and 1300 of teenager stormed in, bodily tore my compression shorts off me, shredded her own clothing like it was made of paper, and shoved her cunt in my face. A cunt that, with my newfound proximity, I discovered smelled like candy and hit like cocaine. Danielle's fat DSLs weren't on my cock long before I was stretching out her mouth, and she promptly shifted, settling her half ton and then some mass down on me and riding to orgasm. Hers. Mine. Hers. Hers again. Hers several times nearly continuously. Mine.

We fucked for 72 hours straight. Some of the other women came in and fed us, poured water into our mouths, desperately trying to offset the monstrous caloric requirements our massive bodies imposed when forced into high intensity aerobic activity for literally days straight. Watching a girl's mother shove sausage links down her throat while she rocks animalistically on your cock is, I have to admit, an incredibly erotic experience. Sixty thousand calories a day worth of sausage and other foods that can basically be shoved into a girl while she fucks her brains out is a lot. Similarly, watching the girl's sister pour water into her throat while you're slamming her doggy style (because she's best girl) is surprisingly sexy.

But three solid days of sex take their toll. My cock was pretty chafed and Danielle's pussy was so swollen and so inflamed it would be a couple of weeks before anyone could get into it.

It turns out that women who become chimaera also become vulnerable to going into heat. Women who are pregnant are, of course, not susceptible. It can be put off several years, fortunately, but not forever. Women who've just been pregnant seem far less likely to go into heat as well, which solved one of our other problems.

Sean and I quickly knocked up the nurses and Jia Li so they wouldn't go into heat and we began planning as a household so that, in the future, not all of the women would be pregnant all at once. It would make things easier and allow them to split the work load better. We situated our income and investments so that most of the "work" done by the household was shooting porn videos that served to promote Bulge and discreetly advertise the chimaeric process. We did pretty good.

Fifteen years later

I watched Sean deflower the twins with Danielle. They had just turned 14 and gone into heat, and "The Bull" was going to put puppies into them and stave off the problem for a few more years. Their mother was a nervous wreck about it. Dotty and Dana were exceptionally gorgeous and, to my shame, exceptionally stupid young ladies. Bubbly, energetic, blonde, blue-eyed, buxom women who both weighed close to 3000 pounds and could bench-press a train, but dumb. Neither had a chance in hell at getting through college any way but on their backs, but fortunately they were record-destroying athletes and already tabloid darlings because, being dumb, they could barely dress themselves in anything that wasn't slutty thanks to their size.

We'd learned some interesting things about chimaerism. The mother's mutations carried to daughters directly, regardless of their father. Male children had a 50% of inheriting the father's chimaerism. Male chimaeras didn't breed true with human women -- with whom they were in very high demand -- but did pass along some of their peak genetics. When Sean knocked up Mrs. Verteflarghen she'd been hoping for a couple of cowgirls but settled for a pair of daughters who were clearly not her husband's on account of their six and a half foot frames at age 14, ability to bench press 600 pounds, and tits the size of medicine balls. Both were now hugely pregnant by two of my sons and over the moon about it. They made fun of their mother for being 19 when she conceived them.

I gave Danielle a peck on the lips and stood as she wagged her tail, clearly intent on watching her daughters become mothers. I wandered back into the compound toward the sound of squealing, finding my wife buried in a pile of rippling young bodies. Jia Na's gargantuan tits had children dangling from them as her body flexed to drive back the sea of children and let her waddle in the direction she was headed. Over 230 children had come through her vagina at this point and her size and strength were basically beyond measurement at this point. She could lift an entire house off its foundation. Her arms were so large measurements had lost meaning. We stopped at 69 inches. Measuring, anyway. She diverted her waddle towards me and gave me a kiss as I leaned down. Nearby, Jia Li was massively pregnant. Her rabbit chimaerism meant we had massive litters every time I knocked her up, so we tried to push pregnancies as far apart as possible. She was also massively muscular. Unlike her sister, there were no breasts concealing her monstrous pecs, although a pair of babies did. She was currently being serviced by one of the boys, and he was pumping his huge dick into her like it was his first time.

The final oddity we'd discovered is that if two chimaera parents share genetic types, the children that result are...well, exceptional. With Jia Na waddling along with me and a pack of our kids swirling around us, we arrived in the outdoor workout area. Carla's second daughter Candice was holding court. Sean's girl, she was a 'true-bred' cowgirl. Nearly through puberty now at 13, she was 13 feet tall, 6000+ pounds, capable of throwing a football nearly into orbit, currently repping 50,000 pound dumbbells like they were 5 pound weights, and carrying a pair of perky breasts that covered her knees and extended several feet out in front of her otherwise massively muscled body. "Hey Uncle Ian," she said, turning so I could get a better look at her puffy pussy and tight ass. "Am I ready for calving?"

"Not yet, Candy." I replied.

Our children were dominant, prized, desired, and feared. It wasn't long before they basically ran the world's economy. While there were plenty of dumb ones, Dotty and Dana for sure, others were whip-smart like Candice, and capable of crushing any more traditional power-broker physically, emotionally, and mentally. The boys made professional athletics an unattainable dream for unaltered men. The girls were hard-wired to use sex, not just as a weapon, but as a means of personal gratification. Conservative countries and movements crumbled as they decided they didn't want to be forced to wear clothes.

The only person more proud than me? Jia Na.

[Wookey]

A great story K+++.