Matt pulled away, and stood upright, staring at his giant girlfriend. After a moment of trying to catch his balance, Matt said, “Ashley, I’ve got a better idea!” His eyes were hazy, due to the marijuana, but his plan was as clear as a muffled bell inside his mind. It was all he had, so he had to act on it. She didn’t look too happy, though, so he had to be quick.
“Look, I think I know something a bit more… Fun, for the two of us, okay?” He swayed to the right a little, but caught himself. ‘Maybe I should have kept quiet,’ he thought to himself, his mind clouded by fear and drugs. Ashley was staring down at him, her lips curled into a halfhearted frown.
“What is it?” she asked, her hands place firmly upon the ground below her, and her foot now tapping impatiently in front of Matt. “C’mon, let me hear it.”
“Why don’t I go and look around for, uh… More of that… Stuff!” he offered, unsure how she would react. Her face looked disapproving for a second, but he added, “So you can get bigger! And bigger!” Ashley moaned, her body expanding in another surge of excitement.
“Yes!” she cried, shaking her head. “Yes, go find it! Find me some more! I need it so badly…” She convulsed again, another wave of pleasure sweeping her growing body.
Matt turned on his heels, nearly falling on his face, and then took off down the warehouse, searching desperately for another syringe. He wanted desperately to find one, inject himself, and then gain back control of his relationship. There was one thing Matt was certain of, and that was that he was the dominant one, or at least, he was going to be. As far as he could see, there was nothing but boxes full of empty cans and broken beakers.
“Hurry!” he heard Ashley cry from behind him. She sounded impatient, and that wasn’t good news for Matt. He continued running, but suddenly lost his balance and fell fast first into the concrete floor below him with a long ‘smacking’ sound, like a sack of ground meat hitting the floor. His face suddenly felt very, very heavy, and he couldn’t move right away.
Matt’s eyes bulged as they came across a tiny glint in the distance. It was the metal of a syringe. This was it! Getting to his feet, Matt placed his left hand against the side of face that had made contact with the floor. He felt blood trickling down, but it meant nothing now, as he raced toward the syringe. To his surprise, he found that there were several of the same syringes, all sitting in a pile. This was a very welcome surprise to Matt as he picked them up from the floor, and stuffed four of them in his wallet, then placing it in his pocket, so as not to get pricked without wanting to. The last syringe he picked up found its way into his skin, just below his elbow. Matt groaned quietly as he felt the liquid run into his body.
“Yes,” Matt said as he discarded the empty syringe. His body felt funny, as if it were being shocked all over, but nothing more happened. This wasn’t right, he wasn’t getting any bigger. After a moment, however, he realized the problem and removed his clothing with haste. Once he was completely nude, he spit as much saliva as he could muster into his hand and grabbed his member forcefully, working it quickly to erection. Matt was now forcing images of nude women into his mind, his eyes shut tightly, and he could feel it working as the shocking feeling turned into spasms of ecstasy. This was it. He was growing. Soon he was going to be big! Bigger than Ashley!
He continued to work his erection hard, when suddenly he heard loud footsteps approaching. Matt looked up to find…
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