Chapter 5 - Out of Control
“Gale?! Gale, can you hear me?” I was being rocked from side to side, while someone yelled into my ear. I groaned and opened my eyes, looking around. I was in a car, Fae’s car. I thought I was in my apartment with her, “Oh, thank god.” I heard Fae gasp. Before I could say anything, she had her arms around me, holding me tight to her.
“What… what’s wrong?” I asked when she finally let go. I glanced out the window, seeing we were still at the store. As I moved my head, I felt something cold pressed against it.
“You passed out. Like for real. On the ground.” Her voice was airy and hoarse. How long was she calling my name to try and wake me up? I pulled her close and held her, cooing and stroking her head. She was on the verge of tears; I could feel her shaking slightly. She was scared… for me.
“It’s alright. I’m okay.” Even as I said it, I knew something was wrong with me. Even now, with a head injury and the knowledge I had actually passed out, I could feel a small spark of desire within me. I wanted that fantasy, no, dream to be a reality.
I managed to suppress the spark for the meantime though. We held each other, me to comfort her, and Fae to keep me close. We stayed like that for several minutes, in total silence, until Fae broke it.
“I was scared.” She whispered, still holding onto me.
“I know, I’m sorry.” I told her, but she shook her head.
“Don’t be.”
-Fae-
“I know, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” I should be saying that to you. I’ve done this to you. All to bring my own fetish to life, “I’m so sorry.” I whispered so lightly that Gale didn’t catch it. I repeated it over and over, knowing that she didn’t hear me. I would say it for real another time. For now, this would have to do.
-Gale-
“I’m so sorry.” Fae kept whispering those three words over and over. I don’t know why, but I didn’t say anything, letting her get it out. I felt my shirt growing damp from her tears. Eventually, she stopped and pulled away.
“You okay?” I asked. She only nodded, eyes downcast even as she moved back to her position at the wheel.
“I’ll be fine. Let’s get you home.” She said and started driving. As she did so, I kept my eyes on her. Her eyes were red and puffy, and I could see an occasional tremble in her lips. Whatever she was apologising for, it had to be something bad. I wouldn’t ask her about it, I’d let her tell me when she was ready.
We soon came to my apartment. I was having déjà vu as Fae came to a stop. My dream had gotten good right here, when she went to kiss me. I saw her knuckles turning white on the wheel. She was struggling about whether she should kiss me or not. I made the decision for her, by leaning in to kiss her cheek.
“See you tomorrow.” I said and opened the door to climb out. Fae reached out and stopped me.
“Gale, if this happens again, no matter what, you get some help. Got it?” She had that same look from before, the one that would catch any hint of a lie. The one that was inescapable.
“I will, I promise.” I told her. I even crossed my heart, though my near mountainous breast got in the way slightly. Fae smiled at that and drew her hand away from the wheel, pinkie finger extended.
“Pinkie promise?” I grinned and entwined our little fingers together.
“Pinkie promise.” I said. For good measure, I pulled her hand up and kissed the back of it, acting the part of the chivalrous gentleman. She giggled like a little girl at that.
“Okay, get some rest, prince charming.” She said, pushing me away gently. I chuckled at that and waved goodbye as I walked inside. As soon as she was out of sight however, I felt my pussy set on fire. I wanted to masturbate. So fucking badly. It took every ounce of willpower for me to keep my hands by sides as I walked through the lobby. The elevator was packed. Not a good sign.
As I slipped in, forced to stand side by side with a group of strangers. I pinched the hem of my shirt tightly, keeping my hands from moving of their own will. There was a woman on either side of me, both of them attractive and clearly returning from something that warranted revealing clothes. One wore a dress with a neckline so low, I could see her bra poking out. The other was in a form fitting shirt. My eye strayed to her breasts, where I could see her nipples poking out. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I returned my eyes to front and did my best to keep them there.
Fortunately, the doors soon opened and I ran to my apartment. Once inside, I began ripping my clothes off. My breasts sprung free from the constraining bra, red marks showing where it had begun to dig into me, and my nipples hardened in the air. They were huge now, absolutely huge. At least three inches long and half again as thick. And they were so sensitive.
I brought my hands to my chest. It was a futile effort to hold even one in both hands, but I settled for groping as much as I could, with my fingers finding my nipples and squeezing the long, hard peaks deliciously. They were just as sensitive as my clit, the nerve endings somehow filtering the pain from the pleasure, even as I pinched them hard. Unable to resist, I pulled on them. It was like setting off fireworks in the deepest parts of myself.
I hadn’t made it far into my apartment. Barely standing in the doorway, before I slumped back against the door, sliding down it and to the floor. My legs were unable to support my weight. My eyes had closed shut, my mouth open in a wordless expression of my pleasure, and my hips jerking as if to meet an invisible lover. When I recovered, I managed to come to my feet and walked to my room. Somehow, I had the presence of mind to take my pill for the day. But after that… the world was lost to me.
-Fae-
I was furious. At myself and at Blare. She said Gale should be able to function in society, but after what happened today, I wasn’t so sure. I could tell she’d been struggling all week. Her hands would move unconsciously to her pussy, trying to stimulate it through her clothes, or they’d grope at her chest. The only thing that was going as Blare had said was the enhanced growth. I could hardly believe my eyes each morning as Gale came in with bigger breasts.
They were already so big. And I knew they’d be only growing larger and larger. The mere thought of it excited me to the point that I could hardly focus on anything else, but it also scared. This was the result of a week, Blare told me later on that she’d given Gale enough pills to last her a minimum of 6 weeks. I needed to lower the amount, but to do that meant I’d have to get into Gale’s apartment. And I didn’t trust myself to do it while she was there.
I called Blare as soon as I was inside my room. My parents were downstairs watching a movie, so I didn’t worry about them overhearing my conversation.
“Hello, Miss Mitchell.” Blare said, voice as calm as ever.
“Gale’s growing too fast.” I told her bluntly. I wasn’t interesting in beating around the bush.
“How do you mean?” She asked. I could hear curiosity in her tone.
“She’s gone from a G cup to an I cup in a week. Hell, I think she’s already gone up another cup size.” There were five weeks left, and she’d gained at least two and a half cup sizes in a single week. She’d be something ridiculous like a V cup. And I had no idea if she’d end up growing faster over time.
“My, that is faster than I anticipated. But what would you like me to do about it?” She asked. Make them bigger… the thought crossed my mind completely unbidden.
“I don’t know, just… can’t you reduce their size a bit?” I asked, well, pleaded. As much as seeing Gale with breasts for a torso enticed me, I didn’t want her to be walking around with people ogling her. That was something that could turn people into shut ins.
“I do have something…” She said, trailing off. She was baiting me into something, but I didn’t care. Before I could think too deeply about what it might be, I acted.
“Use it.”
“You sure? You don’t even know what it is.” Her voice had turned playful, almost teasing.
“I don’t care. If you use it, she won’t end up a pair of breasts with a body attached will she?” I asked.
“No.” Blare confirmed.
“Then I don’t care what it is. When can you give it to me?” I pressed.
“About 5AM. Oh, by the way, I was able to secure that other drug you wanted.” She told me. I felt a burn creeping up my face. I can’t believe I was going to do this. I was already abnormal, to put it mildly, and I was going to highlight it. But this was for Gale. I wouldn’t let her be a freak for the world to see. I’d be right there with her.
“Great,” I managed to strangle out, “When can you give it to me?”
“Same time. See you then, sweetie.” She said and hung up. I let my phone drop onto my bed and fell face first on the covers. What the fuck was I doing?
-Gale-
I sighed happily as I woke up. My body had that all too familiar ache, the one that came from a night well spent using an assortment of toys and putting my hands to proper use. I opened my eyes and raised my hand up; it was covered in dried juices. The taste in my mouth was just as familiar as the ache across my body, so I knew I had been cleaning my hands. I must’ve passed out before I could lick at it this time.
This was something that I didn’t do all that often. Some days I enjoyed the taste of myself, but other times it was borderline disgusting. As of late though, I’d found myself licking the sticky fluid from my fingers and dildos. On that thought, I looked around and saw the shoe box of choice for that evening; size 11. Damn, I thought, and only a mild ache in the morning. Just how sexually focused was I, that something that ordinarily pushed sex from my thoughts for a day or two after using it, only gave me a pleasurable throb deep in my pussy. At least it had satisfied me for the time being.
I could actually think clearly as I stood up to get ready for work. By the time I was heading out, I had eaten a hearty breakfast, showered, cleaned myself thoroughly and brushed my teeth. As I was swishing the mouthwash around, I caught sight of the pills. I had counted them earlier that morning, 25 remained after I’d taken the one for the day. A worried thought crept into my mind.
My libido had always been rather fierce. The fact that I had a collection of sex toys at my disposal testified that fact, but it had become insane as of late. And my chest, it hadn’t stopped growing at all. I had to take short breaths now, my bra digging into me and causing a good deal of discomfort, for fear that the brassiere would snap off. I was probably a J cup now. Was it the pills? Had Doctor Blare given me the wrong set? For a moment I considered flushing them down the toilet, but stopped.
Doctor Blare wouldn’t lie to me. She couldn’t lie to me. I’m pretty certain that doctors had to take some kind of oath in regards to something like this, and she had said that these were FDA approved. If they didn’t work properly soon, then I’d get in contact with her again. For now, I had to get to work. Outside the building, Fae was waiting in her car. I loved just how punctual she was.
I climbed inside and greeted her with a quick kiss. She grinned happily at me.
“You seem to be in a good mood.” I said as I closed the door.
“I am. You know how you’ve been worrying about your breasts growing?” She asked, nodding to my expansive chest.
“Yeah?” I said, raising a curious eyebrow while I pulled the seatbelt between the aforementioned breasts.
“Well, I got into contact with an old friend of mine, and they were able to hook me up with something that should solve that problem for you,” She said, reaching into her purse and pulling out a bottle of pills, “Don’t worry,” She added when she saw my incredulous look, “They’re professional.” I took the bottle from her and saw that there was an actual label on this one.
“Reducto?” I read, looking up at her. It sounded vaguely Latin. I turned it over, seeing a list of effects and potential side effects. There was nothing severe, nor any reason for me to fear taking them. I also found a portion on the label reading ‘FDA Approved’ in big, bold letters.
“Yeah, they’re still looking for feedback on the name. So if you think of anything better, let me know.” She told me. I shrugged.
“It’s not too bad.” I said. The instructions said to take one in the morning and one at night, before bed, as such I quickly popped one. Fae offered me some water, which I happily took a swig from. When I was done, I leaned over as best I could and pulled her in for a passionate kiss, “Thank you.” I said. I meant it as well.
My libido had been a massive distraction as of late. Even so, I had felt worried about how big and fast my breasts were growing. Now, I felt secured. Fae was smiling happily at me, leaning back in for a parting peck on the lips. She seemed more relaxed than I’d seen her in days.
“They told me that they won’t be able to reduce your size, just counter the growth. If you’re lucky you’ll stay at the size you are now, if not, you might grow another cup or two.” She told me.
-Fae-
I had met Blare at 4:59AM. She said nothing to me for a minute, despite my insistence that we get this finished ASAP. As soon as my phone told me it was 5AM, she seemed to animate. Just what the hell was with this woman?
“Here you are. Make sure you tell her to keep taking the other pills. These are designed to counter their effects. Basically, they won’t reduce her in size, but they’ll keep the others from taking full effect. Also, make sure she’s warned that she might still go up a size or two.” Blare explained, handing me the bottle. It had a label on, surprising considering the fact that most of her stuff was either from the black market, or not released yet.
“You’re absolutely sure these’ll work?” I asked, not wanting to take chances.
“Yes. I took every care this time. And here’s the ones you requested.” She said, handing my own bottle. I nearly froze at the sight of them, knowing what they would do to me. This is for Gale, I told myself and took the pills.
“Thanks. But what happens if she stops taking the other pills?
“I can’t say for certain. Her breasts might shrink to nothing, or they might grow even faster. Gale Chambers clearly has a unique genetic makeup, otherwise she wouldn’t have been growing nearly as fast as she is. Just make certain she keeps taking the other pills.
“Fine. I’ll call you in a few days.” I said and turned to walk back to my car.
“Don’t be a stranger, honey. After all, I know you better than Gale.” She said, blowing me a kiss. I couldn’t stop the shudder that ran down my spine. I hated to admit, but she was right. Even if it was just one thing. One massive thing, that I’d managed to keep secret from nearly everyone. Only Blare and my personal physician knew about it.
“Oh fuck, what am I gonna do?” I asked myself, as I drove off to my place. Gale deserved to know everything about me. She was my girlfriend. Someone I felt I had a chance to spend a life with. Someone who I could start a family with… And in order that to happen, she needed to know
“Today,” I said aloud, hoping it would seal my conviction, “I’ll tell her today. No matter what.” Even in solitude, I felt fear tying my stomach into knots. Part of me wondered if I’d even have the guts to tell her. When I got back home, I leaned my head against the steering wheel, taking deep breaths. I looked at the two bottles in my purse, a blue one for me, and a red one for Gale. Gulping, I took the blue and opened it, getting a pill out. I didn’t leave myself a chance to think and swallowed it.
Gale needs to know, I thought and headed back inside to try and get another hour or so of shut eye. Not the easiest thing in my as of yet. I shook my head, removing the thoughts from my mind. Gale deserves to know everything about me. She needs to know. If not now, then sooner or later. Whether I tell her or not.
-Gale-
“I guess that’s okay.” The question on my mind was whether I should keep taking the other pills. I didn’t know how they’d react to each other. It might actually cause them to shrink for all I knew.
“Gale, um, my friend also told me that you should continue to take any medication you might be on. If it’s in your system, then they think removing it will cause the Reducto to malfunction. It could potentially make you grow even more.” She explained to me, but I didn’t miss the unmistakable lust in her voice. As I had suspected, she liked breasts. Particularly massive ones. For a moment, I considered not taking the Reducto, but decided against it. I had more than big enough breasts to satisfy anyone.
“Okay, thanks.” I said, and put the bottle in my own purse. As I did so, I could feel a burn forming. For the first time in days, maybe even weeks by now, it wasn’t centred at my crotch. Though it wasn’t much better, the heat suffusing in my chest. I ignored it, mostly because I was actually able to, but also because I could actually focus on other things. For instance, Fae.
I knew she wanted me to be even bigger. My breasts were already seriously cumbersome, although I hadn’t actually felt their weight strain my back yet, and made it tricky at times to open cupboards. My mind would also go to the episode of the Simpsons, where Marge mistakenly got breast implants and couldn’t open a cupboard door. I’d always had a fondness for that episode, for obvious reasons. It also made it tricky to cook for myself, but I’d begun to adjust. Having massive tits wasn’t a life breaking thing, just made it tricky.
Maybe bigger wouldn’t be all too bad, I thought. Surprisingly, I had been lost in thought for several minutes, and Fae was pulling into the carpark. She undid her seatbelt and was about to open the door, but I stopped her.
“Fae?” She looked at me, raising an eyebrow in curiosity, “I know you like big tits,” She blushed lightly at this, “And well… would you prefer it if mine kept growing?” I could tell she was torn by this. Like any good girlfriend, she wanted me to be happy, that much was obvious from the look in her eye. But there were also her own wants mixed in there. I was quite possibly her fantasy come to life; a woman with growing tits that could reach giant proportions. Eventually, she took a deep breath.
“Honestly, I want what you want, Gale. I mean, yes, I fucking love giant tits. But I know that they’re already getting in your way. So, it’s really up to you. It’s your body and I’m more than happy with how you are right now.” She told me, conviction in her eyes. At the same time, I could see something else in there. Like she was nervous about something, or wanted to tell me something else, but it wasn’t easy to say.
“Well, I mean, they really aren’t all bad.” I thought aloud, seeing hope spark in her eyes, “But,” The spark faded slightly, “They can be really annoying. Although…” I trailed, grinning at her, “Sorry, couldn’t help it.” She pouted at me.
“Meany.” She said in a high pitched voice, causing us both to laugh.
“I’ll let you know later today if I want to let them keep growing.” I told her as we stepped into the store. She nodded and pulled me down for a quick kiss.
“Take your time, okay?” She said, looking me in the eye.
“I will.” I assured her and we got on with the work day.
Or at least, for some of it as far as I was concerned. About two hours in, I was breathing heavily. Fae had been called off to help out in another part of the store, so I was alone in the drum section. My breasts felt like they were on fire, but it wasn’t painful, it was just like my pussy. I wanted to touch them, feel them, grope them. My nipples were sticking out, trying to break free of my tight, almost painfully so, bra. They were bigger than before, by almost an entire inch.
They look like cocks. The thought came unbidden, but wouldn’t leave my mind. They were definitely big enough to wrap my hands around them. Oh god, I wanted to do that so bad. I needed to masturbate, this heat was unbearable. I let my lust take over and pulled out an ‘on break’ sign, rushing to the employee restrooms. When I was inside, I rushed into a stall and all but tore off my shirt and bra.
“They’re so big.” I gasped under my breath. My breasts were definitely in the J cup range now, and capping them were a set of nipples each 4 inches long and almost as big around. Without thought or hesitation, I took hold of each of them. They fit nicely in hands, sending pulses of blazing lust and pleasure through me. This felt right, like I was meant to be doing this. I stayed like that for several long seconds, just staring down at myself. Eventually, I began to move my hands up and down.
I must’ve had the worst luck on the planet. Just as I moved, I let out a shocked moan of pleasure, the sound coming almost immediately after the restroom door opened and someone stepped in. I tried to hold still, to stay quiet, but my body was having none of it. My hands squeezed around my cock-like nipples, extracting another moan. I heard the stall doors being opened one by one. I was in the one further from the door.
Stop it, I tried to tell myself. As if to directly defy me, my hands moved up to the tips of my nipples, before moving back down, squeezing tightly the entire way. I moaned once again, louder than before.
“What the fuck?” Said a voice from behind me as the door swung open, stopping only when it hit the wall. I turned my head to face whoever it was, only to go wide eyed as I found out. It was Jennifer, the owner’s hot, stereotypical high school cheerleader daughter. And she was staring right at me. My torso was facing away from her but, in another act of rebellion, my body turned around to meet her gaze. Her mouth hung open as she took in my naked chest.
She really was hot. Her breasts sat high on her chest, appearing kind of spherical like implants, trimming down into her slender waist, before flaring out in her womanly hips. She was wearing a button-up shirt, cut short to put her toned stomach on display. And those legs… oh god, those legs. She was wearing denim shorts, the hem cut so high that her luscious thighs were on full display. They almost looked to go on forever.
For my part, I couldn’t seem to find the power to speak. I stood there, hands around my obscenely long nipples, gawking at the woman and unable to say a word. For several long seconds, though it could have been minutes, or even hours, as far as I knew, we simply remained where we stood in utter silence. Jennifer broke the silence first.
“What the fuck is this?” She asked, putting up a futile effort to keep her eyes from my chest. For a moment, I considered simply running from the room, but that would put me in view of others. Should I try and explain this to her? I doubt she’d listen either way.
“Jen, listen-” I began, but she stopped me by running out. I heard the sound of a lock clicking, promptly followed by her footsteps. What the hell was she doing? She was going to take pictures, humiliate me. I knew it. It was the most typical thing of someone like her. She came back into my stall, but her phone wasn’t out.
“Okay, listen,” She said, while her hands began to fiddle with her button up shirt, “You tell no one about this, I tell no one about this.” I blinked at her, not understanding for a moment, until she undid her buttons in rapid succession.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I stuttered, looking around for some form of escape. Or a camera to tell me I was being pranked. But there was nothing.
“Just shut up and strip.” She told me, now undoing her bra and moving onto her jeans. Was this really happening? No, it had to be another fantasy or something. I’d passed out again and was having a dream. Had to be, couldn’t be anything else. But I wasn’t so sure as my eyes told my brain that Jennifer was standing in front of me, almost totally naked save for a pair of plain white panties. On which, I could see a growing patch of dampness.
I didn’t reply. My hands somehow found the strength to move away from my breasts, finding my pants and pulling them down as fast as possible. I was dripping wet, despite my fear and confusion over what was happening, the excitement and residual pleasure from playing with my tits fuelled my desire. Jennifer had pulled down her panties now, revealing her engorged pussy. I finally seemed to realise what was happening and tried to stop myself.
“I shouldn’t do this.” I managed to say, even as my hands slipped between my legs and panties, pulling them down to reveal my own large pussy, the lips fat and engorged with blood. My clit was on full display, poking out of its protective hood for all to see. A small breeze of air brushed over the hard nub, causing me to bite my lip in an effort to keep myself from moaning.
“Like I said, just shut up.” Jennifer said, moving over to me. She didn’t leave me a chance to respond in any way, gripping my face in her hands and pulling me close with an unexpected force. Her lips met mine, silencing any retort I could have. Mine were forced open by sheer power, Jennifer’s tongue slipping into my mouth, dominating my own muscle with little effort. Just how experienced was she?
I tried to reach up and push her away, but she displayed more of her unexpected physical prowess. While I tried to push on her shoulders, one of her hands struck like a viper and latched onto my left ass cheek, pulling my crotch against hers. The other found my right breast, the left being pressed hard against her chest, where I felt her hand replace mine around my nipple. My arms lost their strength as pleasure washed over me.
Eventually, Jennifer pulled away from me. Her hands remained where they were, while her tongue lolled out, a line of our spit holding us together. She cut it off as she spoke.
“I’ve waited so fucking long for that. Now I want more.” She said, once again not giving me a chance to reply. Unbalanced as I felt from the miniature orgasms I experienced just moments ago, she was able to push me down to the toilet seat. She straddled my legs, my overly long nipples pushing against her stomach, and leaned down to kiss me again. Her hips began to grind against me. It wasn’t long before she adjusted her position to press her moist pussy against my leg.
I need to stop this, I thought. As if to directly violate my minds orders, my hands found her ass cheeks, my fingers sinking into the soft flesh. I’m cheating on Fae. A hand moved to Jennifer’s front, slipping between her legs and halting her grinding motion. This isn’t right. My fingers ran over her soaked lips, dipping lightly into her hole. Oh fuck, I’ve gotta stop this. I sent two fingers straight into her drenched canal. No stopping this now.
There was no way for me to fight this. My body had full control now, my tongue pushing into Jennifer’s mouth to meet her own, the two wrestling for control. As if powered by my lust, I managed to dominate her. She struggled, moaning and trying with all her might in an effort to get back on top, but I refused. Some part of me seemed to have awoken in the light of this sudden encounter, a dominant part.
For emphasis, a growl tore its way up my throat. Jennifer seemed to respond to it, her struggles dying down slightly. Her pussy tightened around my fingers as well, betraying how she felt about being dominated. To go even further, I somehow found the strength to stand, with her in my hands, and sat her down on the toilet in my place.
“What are-” She tried ask, but I silenced her by shoving one of my long, erect nipples into her mouth. She gagged briefly as the tip touched the top of her throat, but she quickly adjusted. Her eyes looked up at me, seeing my eyes ablaze with lust. It must have been somewhat intimidating, as she finally seemed to accept her positon as someone beneath me. I let out a loud moan as she began sucking on my nipple almost exactly like a cock.
Her head bobbed back and forth. Saliva coated the long, hard peak and ran over my breast. Jennifer’s hands rose up and worked her spit into my massive tit, the sensation mixing perfectly with the way she sucked on me. Was this how a man felt getting blown while someone massaged their balls? The thought crossed my mind completely unbidden, but I disregarded it. I wanted nothing more than to focus on what we were doing.
Sadly, I didn’t have that chance.
“Gale!” The word resounded in my mind. The world around started to fade to white. No, I thought, don’t make this end. I want more. I was so close as well. “Gale!” Just a second longer and I’d cum harder than I’d ever done before. “GALE! WAKE THE FUCK UP!” With that, the scene around me faded to nothing and I opened my eyes. Everything was bleary, out of focus. I frowned, squinting to try and concentrate my vision. When I finally did, I saw Fae’s crying face over me. I could think of nothing to say except:
“Hey.”
“Hey? Well, at least you’re awake.” She said. I could hear the exhaustion, frustration and relief in her tone. Tears ran down her cheeks. I could feel her hand on mine, squeezing tightly. Oh fuck, I realised. I looked around. I was in the bathroom just as I remembered, except my pants were still on. My breasts were on full display; nipples no longer as erect as before. Even so, they were still two full inches long.
“Fuck.” I stated flatly, feeling my eyes growing wet. I’d passed out again. What the fuck was wrong with me? Was I going nuts? Did I have some weird, fucked up version of narcolepsy? Nothing made sense.
“Listen to me, Gale, yeah?” Fae said, taking my cheeks in her hands, looking me dead in eye. I nodded mutely, unable to trust myself from opening my mouth without spewing my fears, “You are going to take some time off work, okay? Take a month, sort this all out and come back, got it? I’m not gonna risk your health just for work.” She said, conviction thick in her voice. I only nodded again and she pulled me in for a kiss.
“One thing,” I managed to say, bottom lip trembling, “You have to stay with me the whole time.”
-Fae-
When I got back to the drum section of the store, Gale wasn’t there. The rarely used ‘on break’ sign was placed on the counter. Fortunately, it was a fairly slow day and we hadn’t had any drummers come by yet. That didn’t help though. After everything that’s happened to her, I was understandably worried for Gale. Actually, terrified seemed a more adequate description. As such, I began looking for her.
“Hey anyone seen Gale?” I asked one of my co-workers. He pointed towards the bathrooms, unable to answer while on the phone, “Thanks.” I said and headed over to them as fast as I could, without appearing frantic. I tried to open the door, but found it locked. I frowned, but didn’t think any further on it as I pulled out my staff key and opened it up. As I stepped inside, I saw Jennifer of all people walking into the stall at the end. Her shirt was half unbuttoned.
“What the fuck?” I gasped aloud, but didn’t hesitate. I rushed forward and grabbed her by the arm. She had her phone in hand, the camera trained on someone in the stall. I glanced at the phone, seeing Gale on the screen, breasts bare and her hands around her massive nipples. For a moment, I was shocked by the sight, but I didn’t pause for longer than a second. I grabbed Jennifer’s phone, catching her by surprise and threw it over my head, into another stall. I heard the sound of it landing in the water. I couldn’t help but how lucky a shot that was.
She practically snarled at me. I could tell she was more than willing to try and fight me, but stopped at the look on my face. I didn’t see it myself, but if it was enough to make this hateful person back away, then it must’ve been something fierce. She ran off, hoping to retrieve her phone, but I doubt it’d work after this. I didn’t care, what I did care about was Gale.
I rushed into the stall, shut the door and locked it. There she was, unconscious, hands on her chest and a line of drool running from the side of her mouth and down her neck. I gulped, managing to keep my eyes on her face. Most people look at least somewhat peaceful when they’re passed out, but she didn’t. I could see her eyes moving rapidly under her eyelids, while her mouth would occasionally move to shut, but remain open, and her hands were constantly moving along her incredibly long nipples. Part of me wanted to take advantage of this, but I managed to find that part and silence it.
I began to shake Gale. That didn’t work, so I started calling her name. I heard the bathroom door open as Jennifer left, but I couldn’t give a shit at that time. My voice rose louder and louder, trying to get through to Gale.
“Fuck sake, wake up!” I shouted. I was becoming desperate now. She wasn’t responding in the slightest. What if she’s in a coma? The panicked thought penetrated my mind, embedding itself in there and refusing to leave. No, no, no, I thought quickly. In my desperation, I began to try and pleasure her awake. I moved to her nipples, removing her hands and using my own to effectively masturbate them. That got something out of her at least.
She moaned a little, but showed no signs of rousing. I eyed her nipples and licked my lips. I can’t believe I was about to do this, but I was. I leaned down and opened my mouth, soon her nipple filled my mouth. It felt strange. I’d never done something like this before, not with a nipple, let alone a cock. But it wasn’t altogether unpleasant.
I continued, hearing her moaning in her slumber. The sound excited me as well. Crap, I thought, I can’t do this much longer. I didn’t want to give in, not now. Before I could lose my own control, I pulled back. I didn’t have much other choice, but to really let loose vocally. I moved closer to her, and took a deep breath.
“Gale!” I shouted, finally getting something from her that wasn’t a moan. Her head turned around, brow furrowing slightly. I took another deep breath, “Gale!” She groaned, sounding almost exactly like a teenager being woken up in the morning. I took an even deeper breath, “GALE! WAKE THE FUCK UP!” Finally, I saw her eyes open slightly.
“Hey.” She said upon waking up. That’s what she had to say? Part of me wanted to scream at her, another part wanted to laugh, but I settled for a smile.
“Hey? Well at least you’re awake.” For a while, she seemed confused by what was going on. Then realisation dawned on her. I did what I could to comfort her, eventually though I had to pull back.
“Listen to me, Gale, yeah?” I told her, taking her cheeks in my hands. She nodded mutely, “You are going to take some time off work, okay? Take a month, sort this all out and come back, got it? I’m not gonna risk your health just for work.” I was ready for her to fight me, but she only nodded.
“One thing.” She said after a while, looking me in the eyes. I nodded, willing to do next to anything for her. “You have to stay me with the whole time.” Now it was my turn to fall silent. I wanted to say yes to her, more than I’d wanted anything in my life, but something was holding me back. My most personal secret.
You have to tell her, I heard my voice say in my mind. Is now a good time though? No, she’s scared. I don’t need to give another reason for her to be stressed. If I say yes, I’ll just have to hide it from her. She needs me right now too; who knows when she’ll go through something like this again.
“Okay.” I said eventually. Her eyes, glassy from the tears that threatened to spill onto her cheeks, filled with a spark of hope.
“Thank you.” She said weakly, and leaned her head against my chest. I had to make up for everything I’ve done. The fact that I was going to make myself a freak for all to see wouldn’t do. I’ve messed with Gale’s life without her knowing, and this was the least I could do. Plus, it didn’t hurt that I was going to need something to do. Jennifer was no doubt going to find a way for me get fired after I ruined her phone.
“No problem.” I replied, pulling her in for a small kiss. She tried to deepen it, but I was already on the cliff’s edge of my control, so I pulled back, “Not here.” I said.
“Okay.” She replied, nodding. Gale had a sombre look in her eyes, akin to a dog when it had been caught doing something bad. I knew it wasn’t that. She was frightened of what her body was doing. First her breasts started growing like crazy, then she starts feeling horny 24/7, and, along with both of those, she experiences fainting spells. Why did I let my fetish take control?
-Gale-
Fae helped me up. My legs felt weak, exactly like after a good, lengthy session of masturbation. Strange, considering I never felt myself climax, though I was pretty certain I had simply been that out of it. I looked around for my shirt, finding it on the floor; torn.
“Shit.” I groaned. What the hell was everyone gonna say when they saw me? Chances are people, would start taking pictures or video.
“Don’t worry, I brought one of my spare shirts just in case this happened.” Fae told me as she leaned down to pick up my bra. Fortunately, it was intact, even if it was incredibly uncomfortable on my J, possibly K, cups. It did what I needed it for the time being though, and my nipples only poked out an inch, partially in thanks to how tight the bra was, “Wait here, okay? Lock the stall and don’t let anyone in except me.” She told me. I almost wanted to laugh.
I’d gone through something very similar as a kid. First grade of all things. I don’t remember exactly what happened, but it led to me wetting myself. Everyone laughed at me, exactly as one would imagine; pointing and cackling like a pack of hyenas. I hid in the bathroom, the furthest stall in fact, and cried. It wasn’t until my mum came and told me to wait in there, using almost the exact same words that Fae used now, that I calmed down. She led me out and gave every kid in my class a death glare. It was like I said before; she was my hero.
I nodded and sat down. Fae gave me a parting glance and ran off, the moment she left I shut and locked the stall door and sat back down. I felt helpless. My body, or rather my lust, completely dominated me. There wasn’t a thing I could do against it. I tried and tried, but I might as well have been a Chihuahua trying to break out of an anaconda’s coils. Even now, in the midst of my despair, I could feel my pussy clenching around nothing in an effort to satisfy its desires. My tits still burned with lust as well.
Stop it, I told myself. Worrying about all of this wasn’t going to do me any good, none whatsoever. I remembered how parents would get their kids to stop smoking or drinking; make them do it until they were sick of it. Maybe that’s what I needed to do? If I masturbated for hours, no days, on end, maybe I’d finally be satisfied. It was worth a shot.
Fae came back a minute later. She was panting, red in the face and lightly sweating. Did she really just run to her car? I pushed the thought aside as she handed me a shirt. It would be snug, particularly around the chest, but something was better than nothing. I smiled thankfully at her and put it on, taking care not to breathe in too deeply for fear that I would tear the fabric. As I did so, I noticed a wet patch on it. I ignored it for the time being, though it remained in my subconscious.
“Fae, um, before you come to stay with me. Can you, uh, can you give me a few days alone? I wanted to try something.” I told her, hoping she’d understand the need for privacy. Fortunately, that seemed to be the case as she nodded.
“Okay, you need me, you call. I don’t care what time it is, 2PM or 2AM you call me. Got it?” She asked. She really was quite forceful when it came to me, not in the sense that she was pushy, just someone who needed to make absolutely certain that I was going to be okay. The saying goes that every girl marries their father. I would say for me as the case may be, I was hoping to marry my mother. I now had two heroes in my life.
“I will. Can… can I go home now?” I asked, feeling like I had reverted back to my childhood. Fae nodded and pulled me up, holding my hand tight.
“Of course.” She said and led me out. No one saw us leaving, for which I thank whatever gods were watching over me. Even though I was clothed, I knew my nipples were on full display for the world to see. There was nothing I could do about it, not for the time being at least. We were soon in her car and driving to my apartment building.
“What were you fantasising about this time?” She asked as she drove. I almost jumped at the words, a blush creeping up my face. I didn’t want to answer. I had imagined myself cheating on her, that Jennifer had been pleasuring me while I effectively dominated her. Well, I thought, she didn’t need to know that much.
“Just… some girl. I don’t remember.” I told her, looking away guiltily.
“You don’t have to lie to me, Gale.” She said, glancing at me from the corner of her eye. Why did she have to know when I was lying? I sighed. Honesty was the best policy after all.
“It was… it was Jennifer.” I said, blushing fiercely. No one at work liked the girl. There were only a couple of things we all agreed on in regards to her; she looks hot, and is a total bitch. I would be lying if I said that I hadn’t thought about fucking her before, but I knew I’d never act on it, nor had I fantasised about it. For a moment, I feared looking at Fae. I felt like I had betrayed her.
“And?” She asked, turning a corner. Her tone made it clear that she didn’t care one iota about it.
“That’s it.” I said, turning my head to look at her.
“You thought I’d be mad, didn’t you?” She asked, looking at me briefly with an eyebrow raised. I only nodded, “It’d be pretty fucking hypocritical of me if I was.” She muttered.
“What?” I asked.
-Fae-
Why the fuck did I say that out loud? I thought, mind working overtime to try and find a way out of this. There wasn’t one though. Gale had heard me. She wasn’t about to let it go. I had let out a sentence that would pique the interest of anyone. I need to tell her something anyway, I thought. Even with my mind in turmoil, I managed to park outside of the building.
For several seconds, we sat there in total silence. I was breathing deeply, head resting on the steering wheel, knowing full well that Gale – the woman that I was 98% certain I loved – was looking at me. Just tell her. It’s like ripping off a Band-Aid, don’t draw it out and just yank it off quick. This shouldn’t be so hard. Eventually, I raised my head and looked at her. She deserves to know this at the very least.
“Can we go up to your place? There’s something I have to show you.”