Angel's Child

Story by crazygrof

This is my first serious attempt at a story! I will be trying out new things as I wright more. Feedback is welcome. I hope you enjoy!

She walked through the door and her eyes where immediately drawn to a woman. She knew right there that she was going to go home with that woman. Going to the bar of the of the shitty little dive-bar in a shitty little town that no one had ever heard of she glanced in a nearby mirror and felt a little(justified) smugness at her appearance. Totally unrecognizable to anyone that knew her even five years ago she had the sort of body that pin-up girls dreamed of and porn stars lusted after. Despite an ass that easily surpassed the coveted 40 inch mark that was still so round and bubbly that men often walked into walls staring at it in her favourite skin tight jeans and breasts that are the size of her head and that still manage to be round and perky, the nipples at the tips of them still the things that draw everyone's attention. As thick as a thumb the perpetually erect teats are just the perfect length that just beg for everyone to latch on and suckle bouncing around at the end of her braless funbags.

Jean (because that's her name after all) is used to being the hottest bitch in the room and is over shown by that woman. Though she can't explain why that woman is the one person that everyone is paying attention to from the customers trying to not to stare (and failing) to the bartender that is not even trying to pretend he isn't staring, even Jean (she isn't normally into women after all) are all staring at this one woman. Yet she isn't flustered by this attention, as though it is normal. The only physical characteristic of this woman that penetrates through the sheer beauty of her is her enormous pregnant belly. Although you don't notice it first the woman is actually rather small and yet her baby bulge is large enough that she could probably fit into her own stomach.

Drink in hand (after several attempts Jean managed to get a drink from the bartender, he was visibly irritated at having to take his eyes off that woman even for a few moments) she walked up to the woman with her best sultry smile and fuck-me sway but before Jean could say anything the woman looked at her and said in the voice of an angel “You'll do nicely. Follow me please.” Standing up easily despite her massive belly the woman walked out the room and into the rest of the shitty hotel.

Though she tried with all her might Jean could never remember what happened next. All there was was an amazing endless pleasure, a sense of deep satisfaction and fulfilment and then the next thing she knew Jean was back in her own bed in her run down apartment with no memory of how she got there, no clothes on and a sense of deep exhaustion. Then she fell asleep.

Jean slowly woke from her slumber, the night full of strange dreams still clouding her mind. She slowly rose to sit on the edge of her bed and the last mists of the dreams disappeared in an abrupt end when she finally noticed what happened in between her legs. An enormous fat veiny cock sat there, bigger than any she had ever seen. In a daze she shifted on the bed and felt two other objects that weren’t there that long ago, with a grunt of effort Jean lifted the (her?) penis out of the way. There sat a pair of testicles that stretched the sack around them taught and shiny,smooth and hairless the only thing that they could be compared to was cantaloupes. Reaching into a nearby drawer and drawing out a measuring tape she released her new flesh monster and attempted to find out how big her new addition is.

5 minutes pass, then 10 and she still can't believe her eyes. Its 10 inches long, it's still soft and its 10 inches long. Long minutes pass until she shakily picks up a can of soda from the dresser and compares it. Her new attachment is thicker.Lifting her penis once more she marvels at the weight and size knowing that the many men that she has shared her bed with only barely approach the size of her toys even when soft. The soft touch of her hand enough to send a spike of fire throughout her body and especially into her balls, gasping at the sensation she did it again and again. Though only soft touches her crotch felt as though it where on fire, with her penis in its full throbbing glory. However there was one thing ruining the sensation of pulsating ecstasy, with each beat of her heart Jeans cock got harder and her balls fuller. It took only moments for the fullness to turn to pain, the pain came in two parts: first there was the swelling of flesh attempting to go beyond its limits and secondly there was an increasing weight in the twin sources of life at her crotch, as though with each passing moment they where attempting to grow larger but unable so instead they where growing denser.

With the pain and pleasure mixed increasing Jean instinctively k

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