Good afternoon everyone,
Presented below is my entry for the 2025 September Kinky Scribble Challenge. It is Not Safe For Work (NSFW) and contains graphic depictions of anatomy plus mentions of sex acts with consenting adults outside of the bounds of marriage.
I created this story on September 9, 2025 Japan Standard Time (JST) and it took me one hour and 32 minutes to write. Afterward, I did a little light editing then pasted it here for the world to see. Overall length is around 1,020 words. Please be advised this rough draft may contain a fair share of errors whether typographical or otherwise. Furthermore, I would normally provide more detailed descriptions, but in this instance the emphasis was on putting together something quick.
Ideally, I will expand this and turn it into something for sale at some point in the future. Until then please let me know what you think! Hope lots of other folks try their hand and enrich the rest of us with their lovely sizey scribbles.
TAGS: Objectification, Transformation
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It was late October in south-central Alaska. Weather was cool and crisp. Mosquitoes had temporarily retreated from their nearly overwhelming daily assaults to slumber and wait for their return the next spring. Termination dust topped all the mountains which encircled our little town of four thousand people. Tourists had left a long time ago. Just us locals left here waiting for the first proper snowfall to kick off our winter properly.
As a kid during this time of year and on days like these I would stand in my parents gravel driveway waiting for the school bus. Driveway had frozen puddles and stiff multi-colored leaves that I loved to stomp on and break. By mid-day those puddles returned to being liquid water, but soon enough they would be frozen all day long.
We pulled off the paved two-lane highway onto a dirt road leading to our final destination.
Sitting in the passenger seat Barbara turned to look back at me. I tried not to focus on her breasts.
I failed.
She has such pretty light-colored hair. Focus on that long, wavy blonde hair of which the ends… just happen to fall in-between those humongous love pillows…
“Damn, I cannot focus,” I thought.
“This is going to be so much fun!” said Barbara.
I nodded.
“This is nuts,” I thought.
In order to regain my composure I turned my attention to the beautiful brunette that is my wife.
Looked over at my wife and she smiled broadly. Wife cupped her breasts and then motioned toward Barbara in the front seat. She pointed at herself and then at her own chest pantomiming what it might look like if those lovely breasts of hers were to grow bigger.
“This is nuts!”
“We got a camping spot which is just perfect,” said Frank from the driver’s seat. His daily driver was nothing special, a rusty 90s something red Ford F-150 crew cab. Uneven dirt road was bumpy and we shook as the rickety suspension cycled through its range of motion. Never quite bottomed out, but sure felt like we got close. Barbara laughed.
“They move so much!” she said.
“Oh, yes they do indeed. I can see that for sure,”
Finally, we pulled up to the isolated lot. Frank grabbed the gun and bolted out with Barbara close behind. As soon as she was standing around the camp site Barbara stripped off her top and shook her tits inside a brand-new 36GG bra.
I looked over at Jill.
“Are we doing this babe?” I asked.
She gripped my hand.
“Promise me we won’t leave until you’ve fucked her,” she said.
“I never could tell you no,” I replied.
Jill smiled then leaned over to kiss me.
“Hey, you guys coming or what?” yelled Barbara.
“We’re coming!” replied Jill.
I climbed out of the backseat of Frank’s truck. The area was nice. A small fire pit already had a neatly stacked pyramid of cut firewood and two big logs provided seating. Not far from there were two large tents, already set-up. A red cooler was placed in between the tents as well as newly cut sticks for roasting hot dogs or S’mores.
“Frank thought of everything,”
“Do Tim first!” said Barbara.
“Wha- what, uh.. just a minute, I thought maybe Jill-” I sputtered.
Frank pointed the gun toward me and squeezed the trigger. I was hit by a green ray which arced and undulated up and down yet managed to strike my chest squarely in the middle. I tensed up.
“Shit, hope this doesn’t hurt!”
My muscles swelled like after an intense workout at the gym. But they did not stop at their normal limits. Biceps bulged, triceps swelled, lats spread wide pushing against the back of my plaid shirt. Seams on my blue jeans pulled apart slowly as powerful quadriceps pushed up and against the sides.
I was only vaguely aware of my developing musculature. Instead my brain was primarily keyed into my loins. Dick was growing like crazy! Sensation was intense, like getting a full erection in half a second. But an erection makes your dick harder and longer only up to a certain point. This was different. Like getting an erection that never stops. Dick just gets harder, longer, and thicker constantly without end. I was close to climax just from the sensation.
Blue jeans split in half along the seams on the side of my thighs. Skin on my ankles was visible as I grew up and out of my footwear. Cotton fabric failed to contain my swelling feet. Toes popped through the tips of my tennis shoes. Tops of my shoes were pulled up and off the soles. Striated muscles appeared from my calves to my abdominal muscles to the deltoids on my shoulders.
Yet, the three onlookers were like me. Their attention was on my loins.
“Damn honey,” said Jill.
Barbara reached behind her back. She unhooked her bra and let it fall to the ground. Then she fondled her breasts. Jill walked over next to Barbara.
“Surprised he started with my husband. Doesn’t Frank want to use it on himself?” Jill asked Barbara.
“That’s not his thing,” replied Jill.
As the girls talked I was outgrowing my clothes. With Barbara it was only her chest. A woman doubling then tripling the size of her tits in less than a minute? That was something shocking, an utterly unparalleled experience in all my years. Craziness! Yet, here I was bursting out of my clothes until I achieved a stature of more than eight feet tall with a cock that was well…
Gigantic.
“Dude, your dick is huge!” said Frank.
“He likes big dicks, I mean like really big, supernatural cocks! But only on other guys. Frank loves to watch another man get a monster erection,” Jill whispered to Barbara.
Jill nodded then she bit her lower lip. She took a breath and then the look on her face became one of determination.
“I—want my husband to put himself inside you and … not pull out until he has cum inside you. I want you to fuck my husband,” Jill told Barbara.
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