Paradise Found Ch. 04

She jumped off the couch, and suddenly I had a 10 foot wall of sex looming over me. Her hands struggled with the button that fastened my pants as I smirked at Elise. Seeing that the game was over, she followed suit and circled around the back of me, stripping her top off and kneeling to rest her huge breasts on my shoulders. She kissed the top of my head repeatedly as her hands covered my entire chest, roaming the relief of my muscles.

Elise's floral scents twined with the sweet smells emanating from Lena, driving me wild with desire. Looking over at the couch, I noticed two patches of feminine honey dripping onto the floor from the leather cushions of the couch, evidence of their herculean efforts to resist my lure.

My pants had become difficult to dislodge with my advanced state of arousal, but Lena's frantic efforts paid dividends as it sprung free. I heard her gasp as she briefly regarded my considerable length, each inch promising her great pleasure. My body continued to support my theory that the virus was changing me to suit my new sexual partners.

Noticing that I was simply too low to comfortably service, Lena briefly glanced at Elise, who intuited her meaning immediately. My love lifted my now-nude form within her palms, holding me several feet off the floor in a seated position as Lena accepted just over half of my length into her warm, wet mouth.

The sensations were heavenly as she sucked and bobbed several times at a manic pace and El massaged my behind. I hadn't yet found release when Lena wrested me from El's grasp, laying me on my back across two cushions of the couch in order to achieve the satisfaction that had been dangling in front of her all evening. El watched, glassy-eyed, as her friend lost control.

Lena

My thoughts were hazy. Distorted. Only the overriding desire to fill myself with Alex was clear. I'd been fighting it all night, but his smell...it got so much stronger in the living room when he'd teased us. I thought I could handle anything, but I was completely unprepared for the power of it.

The vision of my prize laying there on the couch, massive cock primed for me, had me burning for release. My flushed skin felt as though I was sick with fever. One hand grasping his glorious cock, I kissed his chest over and over. Pectorals to abs, abs to faint treasure trail, lower and lower, relishing the feel of his skin-clothed muscles upon my lips. Neither sensuous nor graceful, my mouth was furious upon him, telegraphing my frenzy.

"Sorry Alex...I need this..." I said between kisses, "you've got me burning up!" rasping, I tried to apologize for taking matters into my own hands.

Some tiny rational part of my brain still worried that my bold actions would offend Elise or Alex, but at the moment the vast majority of me couldn't bring myself to care about consequences of any kind.

His tacit consent vaguely registered as I felt him reach down and grope my breast, dragging his fingers across the hanging point of my nipple as it swayed. A moan ripped from me and gasoline was thrown onto the flames of my passion.

I tore my only remaining clothing off. Sweet juices ran in a torrent from my sex and my engorged clit sent shockwaves of sensation through me as it contacted my skirt during my furious disrobing.

Finally naked, I jumped on his tiny waiting form. I barely noticed him wince slightly as some of my 612 pounds (as of this morning) crashed into the cushions of the couch and his pelvic area. Again I grasped his turgid cock and desperately guided it inside me.

Pleasure spiked as he entered, but the compulsion now drove me to even greater frenzy. Pulse racing and mind shattering, every muscle I possessed was laboring to move my comparatively huge torso up and down atop his much smaller frame. My thighs burned with the exertion.

Nothing I'd ever experienced, natural or man-made, had so utterly satisfied me as Alex did right then. Not even the pain of my chest bouncing was enough to distract me from the wave of pleasure I felt mounting.

"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgooooooddddddddd.." My body tensed and indescribable euphoria took me as I shuddered and released in time with Alex. A flood of nectar drenched him while he held the zenith of his thrust to release his load.

As the pleasure washed over me, I felt complete, as though I had been missing a part of myself that was now firmly back in place. Though when it started to recede, something was different.

"What's...!? Uhhhhhng" I moaned as a tide of pleasure began to return. I looked down at myself to find Alex receding from my view ever so slightly.

Oh no, not now!

Rolling off him to lie flat on my back, I could feel the slow expansion take me. Alex gasped as he rolled onto his side and put his hand to my stomach, checking my skin to see if what his eyes told him was the truth.

"Lena, you're..." he exclaimed.

Hanging from the edge of the couch built for a 12 foot woman, my body lengthened, feet traveling toward the floor. I could feel the inches being added to my already enormous chest as I looked down and grabbed my nipples with my hands.

Alex scrambled to mount my upper body and smacked my hands away. His knees splayed to each side in order to straddle my two-foot-wide torso, positioning his flagging member between my ballooning breasts. He grabbed each one as they slowly expanded and struggled to squeeze them together to entrap his cock in a soft cocoon. I could feel him hardening rapidly as he watched and felt me grow beneath and around him.

This was actually turning him on? Just when I didn't think he could get any more perfect...

Hormones were raging through my body, elevating the sensitivity of my erogenous zones. My fingers plunged into my steaming folds, combining with Alex's hands on each breast to give me the stimuli that I needed to be sent into another spiral of bliss.

Alex seemed to be nearing his limit as he continued to thrust between the valley of my mammoth tits when a large hand grabbed his shoulder.

"Not so fast there big guy. I need you over here before you're can round the bases again with our friend." Elise told him.

She gently but urgently spun him around and mashed his face into her own ripe fruit. Alex immediately started kissing and suckling her as she lifted him off me to avoid breaking contact.

As I came out of my daze, I realized that Elise must have been suffering this entire time while I enjoyed myself with her boyfriend. The look on her face as she clutched him now was one of such tenderness and love that it warmed my heart.

Elise withdrew with Alex to the other couch, mirroring my current slouching position and positioning her pussy within easy access of her lover. Knees spread wide, she clutched Alex' entire pelvic area in her two hands, and drew him into her flushed, eager lips.

I sat up, laying my nude body along the length of the comfortable microfiber cushions. The shaky, fugue state soon passed as my body processed all the remaining endorphins and adrenaline. With my mind in a fog, the last thing I remembered seeing was the discarded sequined outfits strewn about the carpet as I drifted off to sleep, the sounds of lovemaking continuing from the other side of the room.

Elise (16 months later)

"What about this one? Accommodates women, two bedrooms and a loft, two bathroom, high end appliances, kitchenette and separate dining room, good sized living room, en suite laundry, and storage. $1800 a month," I said, turning from my computer to Alex.

"El, I don't have a job, remember? How am I going to afford $900 a month?

"In fact, with things at school the way they are, I doubt if I'm even going to graduate."

"But we've been talking about moving in together for over a year!"

Looking out the window, I wistfully regarded the gorgeous orange and yellow color that fall was sprinkling into the maple tree in the back yard. How wonderful would it be to wake up next to Alex every morning. To be able to sit in front of a fire and watch romantic comedies with him when winter weather trapped us at home. Mmm, soon.

He looked up at me with eyes filled with heartbreak. I knew he wanted this as much as I did, so I felt bad pushing it, but I couldn't help it.

Affecting a disappointed tone, I countered, "I love you Alex, but I can't wait forever you know..." In my heart I knew I would wait for him until the end of time, but a little needling for commitment now and then was certainly nothing new for womankind.

He looked up in shock, and sputtered, "B-but, that's not fair! You know the school terminated my enrollment this semester! What are you trying to do, kick me when I'm down!?"

Pulling back from his rage, I realized I was out of line, and needed to fix this, fast. I sat down next to him on my bed and pulled him close to me, hugging him. It was so easy to move him around on a whim now that I had reached my full size.

"Honey, please, you know I was joking. I would never leave you."

Summer had been difficult for him, and he didn't need the added stress of me pressuring him into an apartment he couldn't afford. His latest woes were thanks to the Board of Trustees at his college. They had deemed the larger sex to be their educational priority going forward. Claiming that tomorrow's leaders and captains of industry would likely be women, not men, they were simply making a more sound investment in the country's future.

This decision had - perhaps not coincidentally - been aligned with a recent shift in Board membership to exclusively female on the heels of the "voluntary" retirement of every male member. Since it was decided that male teachers would be inadequate to prepare the new student body for their bright futures, most were dismissed.

"Alex, I know it looks bleak, but you've always been a problem solver, so apply that talent to your own problems.

"I'll be graduating in a year and a half, and the partners have already offered to bring me on full time at the firm when I do. I'd love nothing more than to move in together and provide for you.

"It's a little painful at times to think you wouldn't want me care for you, but I understand and respect the fact that you need more meaning in your life than I alone can provide.

"You're a strong, independent man in a world that's making financial independence difficult for men to attain. But you'll persevere, and you'll find a way."

He turned around and grabbed me in a fierce hug, clinging tightly to my lower chest and nuzzling his head into my underboob.

"You know, out of all of my girlfriends, you're definitely in the top...maybe...15%."

"You jerk!"

I gave him a little squeeze in admonition, making sure not to hurt him, but deep down my heart smiled at his happiness.

"Well, there's no time like the present. Did you want to look for a job? Maybe we can still get this apartment" I said hopefully.

He paused for a moment. "...I've been looking for something for a couple months now"

Without me? Hmmmm.

"Alexxxx." I said, adopting a stern tone, "You went off by yourself?" Alex was able to drive, of course, but he'd had multiple infected partners at this point, so walking around in public could be dangerous. Even I fought to stop myself from tearing his clothes off and having my way with him, and I had a lot of practice at it. Even with me around, strangers were way too grabby for my comfort.

Lawmakers had attempted to deal with the harassment threat to men by passing strict laws against male abuse, but enforcement was a whole different issue. Many policewomen turned a blind eye to almost anything short of extremely overt abuse.

He looked sheepish, "Well...no. OK, so I asked Lena to take me. I didn't think you'd mind. You trust her, so I thought I could too. Besides, sometimes a guy needs a little independence from his girlfriend."

Getting angry then, he continued "...and why'd you have to say it like that? 'went off by yourself" instead of just 'went by yourself'?

"What am I? Some kind of puppy?"

Whoops. Inside, I groaned. He was determined to see offense in everything!

"Alex, Honey, you're tilting at windmills. Of course you're not a puppy. I didn't mean anything by it, I swear."

"Sorry El, you're right. It's just that stuff like that is all I seem to get nowadays from women.

"Besides, things aren't nearly as bad as you claim. You get the same mandatory weekly treatments all women do now, so you should know. It certainly made a huge difference, from what I can tell."

"Right, they do reduce our urges, but keep in mind the infection hadn't saturated the populous then either, so overall, the danger to men is still high. Remember your safety courses - some women skip those treatments."

Switching gears, I asked, "About Lena. She didn't...do anything...did she?"

"She, well...we, slipped a couple times, but no harm done." He said with a goofy grin. Looking doubtful, I lowered my eyebrows at him.

"Sorry El. We've all been together a few times since you introduced us last May, so I thought that was cool."

"You know I don't mind sharing you as long as it's consensual. She's a good person, I just want to make sure she didn't hurt you."

"To be honest, I think being my big protector was just as much of a turn on for her as I was. Seems she was kind of a tiny thing until she became infected."

"So, then, no luck with the job?" I prompted.

"Nothing worthwhile. I got plenty of 'interviews', but it was obvious right away what they were really for. Other than that it was all typical men's positions."

I nodded. "Hmm... Tell you what, I think my firm is hiring, I can put in a good word for you."

"What's the job? Anything I can sink my teeth into?"

"It's a receptionist position" I admitted. Rushing on to forestall his rejection, I said, "But let me see if I can talk to the partners. Make them understand how smart you are. What a tremendous asset you could be. Maybe you could pick up some more meaningful responsibilities."

He shrugged. "I guess it can't hurt"

"Great! I have to head in to work soon here... wanna fool around a little?" Kneeling in front of him, I shot him a sultry look and kissed his inner thigh with the backs of my fingers. This kind of gentle touching had taken a lot of practice for me, but that had also given me an intimate knowledge of what went where inside his jeans, so I knew right where to touch to make him respond.

He smiled, humoring me, but beyond his body's involuntary reaction to my touch, he clearly wasn't interested.

Sighing, I got up. "Alex, it's been a week. Don't you love me? Doesn't my body please you?" My hands ran down my sides to highlight the sexy contours of my body.

At least that got his attention, but still there was no fire in his eyes. I glanced toward the spot under the bed where I knew relief would have to come from -- yet again. Poor substitute that it was, at least it took the edge off so I could get through a day without forcing Alex. My frustration was plain on my face.

"You heading back to school? I know you're not taking classes anymore, but I thought you were still helping your Professor with his virus research."

He shook his head. "Right. I do have to get back by tomorrow afternoon. We'll be reviewing some of our recent findings. I'm free until then."

Giving a little clap, I said, "Yay! I get you for another day!"

As I dressed for work, I told him to make himself at home and that I'd be back before dinner. I hoped to come back with good news to improve his mood. I wasn't sure I could take "no" for an answer much longer. Finally dressed, I walked over to him and knelt down to kiss him goodbye.

Leaning in, I softly touched my top lip to his, careful not to envelop his nose in the process. I let him do most of the work, cushioning one of my lips with both of his. Inhale. His scent wafted to me and my desire spiked. I mashed my mouth to his, using as much tongue as I dared to avoid choking him. Realizing that I was rapidly passing the point of no return, I tore myself away and got up, exhaling shakily.

On my way to work I thought about how to approach the job opportunity for Alex. Diane was one of the hiring officials, and I know she has a husband who works. Maybe she'd be receptive.

My mind whirled with the ins and outs of his situation. What would he do if he continued to face rejection? Would he turn to me? What if the prominent position he had envisioned for himself just isn't meant to be? Was I giving him false hope by encouraging him? Do I give him the loving encouragement he craves, or the hard dose of truth that will allow him to move on? As I drove off, I wrestled with it all.

Alex

Sitting on Elise's huge bed, I put down the book I had been reading on my tablet. Her pillows were large enough to cushion my entire back as I sat propped up. The alarm clock told me that I had another 4 hours until Elise came home.

The house was eerily quiet. Elise's mom was at work, and her father had left them about a month ago. The Pierces had been a devoted couple, but had struggled with the changes in their relationship right from the time she became infected.

Elise had been preparing herself for the possibility for some time. As I expected, her heart went out to her mother more than her father. As much as I loved her, she was still a woman, and it was rare for any woman to truly understand the challenges of being a man in modern society.

Feeling restless, I hopped down and decided to nose around her room. Elise wouldn't mind.

A photo collage hung above her desk. Many of the shots were those I had taken of the two of us since we started dating over a year ago, but some were older. One in particular captured my interest -- it was of Elise and several of her field hockey teammates from eleventh grade. They had just won the game that would send them to the state finals, and were clearly riding high on life.

The slender, athletic girl of average height and slim hips that looked back at me in the photo was barely recognizable. The Elise that had pressed her lip to mine not four hours prior had hit her full height at 11 foot 2 inches, and had filled out with a set of curves a draftswoman would be envious of. What a difference two years made.

Though I hadn't seen her the same way when the photo was taken, I smiled at the memory of our old friendship. Back then, the world made sense. Shaking my head, I put the picture back in its place. No point in yearning for days that could not be recalled. Time was its own master.

Figuring I could kill some time checking email and looking for job listings on her computer, I moved to her desk. Upon it sat her woman-sized keyboard and mouse, laptop, notebook, and a 50" LCD display being used as a monitor. The large interface mocked my too-small hands, but I'd manage.

Let's see...password. Fighting back my discomfort at invading her privacy, my first attempts were key dates. My birthday? No. The day we started dating? Nope. Stabbing blindly several more times, I had a thought -- Elise talked often about 'someday', when we would be together. Hmm, what if? We'd never really talked about it, but just the same, I gave it a try.