Date Night (M/Futa, Growth, Hyper, Excessive Cum, Balls)

We took a seat in the empty theater, right in the center. My date adjusted herself before sitting down as I juggled the drinks and popcorn.

“Sorry,” she explained, “I’m just trying not to sit on it.”

‘It’ is what she called her 16 inch limp cock. She was wearing a pair of dark leggings, so the outline of her cock was very obvious. It was as thick as a coffee mug, but the head was slightly disproportionately smaller, but still huge by average standards. The head rested snuggly next to her kneecap, followed by the snaking shaft into her crotch and balls.

Her leggings were specially made to accompany them. The extra fabric had to fold out from the crotch to allow the 2 bowling balls to move freely. With both hands she reached behind her and placed her heavy nuts onto her lap. Her poor shaft had to bear with being rolled over the top of her balls with the tight fabric bearing down on it. It looked like she was trying to smuggle two cantaloupes and a large boa under her leggings. Her taught ass finally sat down with a plop as she got all her parts moved around in a comfortable position.

“Ah, there. If I don’t get them just right, I’m going to be pushing them around through the whole movie to get comfortable.”

“No worries,” I said as I sat down next to her. “Just let me know if you need help with some heavy moving.”

She giggled and grabbed a handful of popcorn. I had trouble taking my eyes off her hyper sized package. I’ve never been on a date with a futa, so I was a nervous wreck. And she was one of the largest futas I’ve ever seen.

“You want your coke?”

“Yes please… I’ll take it.”

She shifted close to me to reach over and grab it out of the tray I brought in. Her balls pressed into my armrest, nearly engulfing it and my arm. God they were huge and soft. I imagined myself kissing them softly. She almost made sure that there would be contact, as she spent a few extra seconds with the straw before returning to her original position. I was in silent shock.

“You ok? Hello? You there?”

“Oh, oh sorry. I was thinking about stuff.”

“Yeah? What kinda stuff?” she arched her back slightly to display her prominent d-cup breasts tucked into a small petite sized shirt, slowly sucking on her straw.

“N-nothing, never mind. I think this is going to be a good movie.”

“I think so too, especially since there are no people around. Almost like that was planned intentionally.” She looked at me coyly.

“Huh? What do y-“ My words were cut off by the sound of stretching fabric. Her balls were growing?!?

“What I mean is… I know a guy. And he’s letting me have a private screening… with you of course.”

At this point I noticed the head of her cock poking a little bit further than her knee.

“Wanna kill some time while the previews roll?” She spread her legs very wide to let her nuts flow into the seat between them. In the quiet theater I could hear them slosh audibly with girly cum.

“I-I-I-sure. Um… you want me t-“

“Here. Just relax.” She grabs my wrist. “Take it slow. I need to be built up a little first.” Guiding my hand to her cock, I place my sweaty palm on it. I could feel it surge as soon as I made contact with it. I watched with awe as I felt her heartbeats push her cock head further down her leggings.

“Oh god. That was electric, sweetie. How about giving it a massage.” She propped her foot up onto the seat in front of us to straighten her leg. The head raced past her knee with each heartbeat. 18 inches… 20… 24… 28…, “How long does it get?” I blurted out.

“Long enough honey.” She leaned in and nibbled on my earlobe. I could feel her hot breath on my neck, but her shaft was much hotter. With each surge it widened as well, now equal with her thigh, and still testing the limits of her stretchy leggings. Her balls were not far behind either.

“Oh baby, I can feel my balls growing for you. Feel them. Feel them as they fill up.”

My hand drifted onto one of them. “Oh wow.” I said as I could feel it expand slowly upward from the seat, trying to push her legs farther and farther apart.

“Mmmmm… they fill up fast don’t they baby?”

There was a sudden pop. I looked and I saw the seam in her leggings start to give. Her widening cock was fighting for room and winning. The head, now the size of an apple, reste

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