Strawberry Sunday by Munch Wolf

Warning: This story contains adult material, mainly focused on enlarging women's breasts. It does not contain non-consensual sex, or violence of any mean. If this offends you please don't read any further.

Author's note: All constructive criticism is openly welcome as I am a novice in writing in this specific genre. Email me at munch2@laf.cioe.com. Special thanks to Al@gspot for his great help in proofreading this monster. It was greatly appriciated.

Strawberry Sunday

By Munch Wolf

"What are you trying to tell me?" Craig yelled almost in a screeching voice.

"I'm just trying to tell you the truth," Beth replied, "I think you deserve the truth, and the truth is that I'm not human."

Craig looked at Beth dumb founded. They had been dating for about four months and had known each other for just a little bit longer. She was about five feet tall, and was extremely thin, but not anorexic. Her long blonde hair flowed down to about her hips, and her green eyes almost sparkled when she talked. Even when she was angry there was a hint of a mischievous smile in the corners of her mouth.

Craig immediately snapped out of his daze when Beth slapped him.

"Aren't you listening to me? I said I loved you and thought you should know what I truly am."

Craig smiled, thinking this was another one of her little sexual games. "I love you too. Now tell me again what you're trying to say."

"Ok. I know you're not going to believe this, and I'm really not supposed to be telling you, but I really do love you, and I want you to accept me for what I am."

"First, my name isn't Beth. It's not a word I can pronounce in such a way that you'd hear all the syllables, so I won't even try. Just keep calling me Beth. Second, I'm not 22 years old. I'm actually well over 100."

Beth looked patiently at Craig, letting what she said sink in before continuing.

"I can't tell you when we first came to Earth. I think we've actually been here longer than humans, and have been living amongst them since the beginning. We are told to treat them like pets and not get attached to them, but I couldn't help it. I've never met anyone like you."

Craig raised his hand in interruption, "Now wait a second, this game is stupid. I thought it was cute at first, but you seem to really believe all this."

"It's true. I really am of a different species," she pouted, "I can prove it."

Craig looked at her suspiciously. In all the time he had known her and listened to her stories, he had taken most of them with a grain of salt. This one though, he wasn't sure if he would want to keep the relationship going after this one.

"Stop thinking that. It's true. I told you I can prove it. Don't look at me like that!"

"How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"It's what we can do. I can read your every thought. Anything you think, I instantly know."

"Yeah, right," and almost teasingly Craig started thinking of a series of random numbers.

"7, 15, 42, 69, 3. Did I miss any?"

Now Craig was physically shaken. Not only did she name the numbers but she named them as quickly as he thought them, almost as if she had put the numbers there herself.

"No, we can't do that, at least I can't. We can read thoughts, but we can't send them. Even now my superiors will know of my transgression, but I don't care. I want you. I want you NOW!" The last part she said in almost a husky, animalistic voice.

"Wait a second. Stay away from me. I don't think I know who you are anymore," Craig said while trying to back away from her.

"Don't run from me lover. Remember, it's me, Beth. The woman you've always wanted. I don't want to scare you. I only want to please you. Let me please you."

Craig looked at her suspiciously again. "Ok. I believe that you might not be human. So tell me what you are, and what you want with me?"

She looked at him quizzically at first, and then a playful smile settled upon her face. "I told you what I want. I want you. But you are right, I haven't told you yet what I am, what we are."

"We are a race of, what is the word, sort of like chameleons, shape shifters, that live very, very long lives. We pose as humans trying to live a normal human life, slowly making changes in the course of human evolution into something we find acceptable. At the end of our human life, we pretend to die and come back again as someone else. So far I've had two lives, but neither one matches up to this one. Neither one had you."

"Shape shifters? You mean you can change your form at will? And read people's thoughts?"

"Yup," Beth beamed, and as Craig watched it almost seemed as though Beth's face was becoming younger before his very eyes.

"Don't think its strange Craig, I know what you like. Don't think I don't see you watching when a young, pretty girl walks by. I even know about the magazines beneath your bed."

Craig sat down. This was all too much for him to handle. He finally found a female he could enjoy being with, settle down with, love, and she turns out to not even be human.

"Don't handle it Craig. Relax, let me do all the work," Beth grinned at him.

He looked up deep into her green eyes, and felt as though the whole world was a peace, at least his world. He watched as she stretched her arms upwards, or at least it seemed that she did, but when they should have stopped going up, they didn't, they keep going up and up. Then it struck him, she's growing taller.

"Yes dear, I know how much you like your women to be about the same height as you, so I figured I'd accommodate. Let's think, what else do you like," she said, then licked her lips seductively, "I remember," and she looked down at her chest.

Craig looked at her chest as well and almost knew what to expect. One of the things he liked about Beth is that she wasn't too heavy on top, only a C-cup. He preferred large breasts but his experience mostly lead to larger breasted women not having any form, and the smaller breasts, well let's just say Beth was the right shape. In this case though, what he expected was for Beth's breasts to expand quickly to a larger size, it is after all what he wanted.

"Give it time lover. I can't both grow and keep my form in this shape at the same time."

Craig looked up at Beth's face and burst out laughing. The expression she had reminded him of a constipated chipmunk, with its cheeks puffed out, trying to give birth.

Beth looked at him and exhaled. "Ok, so its not as easy as I thought, I'm used to staying in one form for long periods of time. You try enlarging a part of YOUR body when your not in the right mind set," she said while looking between his legs.

"Hmmmm, well, then it seems that we need to get you into the right frame of mind," and at that point Craig stood up, swept Beth off her feet into his arms, and carried her off to the bedroom.

"Hey, wait," Beth protested while giggling, "What do you think you're going to do?"

Craig grinned mischievously and placed Beth down onto the bed. "You're the mind reader, you tell me," he said and then hurried out of the room.

Beth blinked absently, and then closed her eyes. "Mmmmm, strawberries."

Craig rushed back into the room carrying a large bowl full of strawberries. "Not just any strawberries, these are magic strawberries."

Beth looked at them, and even poked at one. "No they're not."

"Shhhh, pretend they are. I'm trying to get you, 'in the mood', remember?"

"Oh, yeah, ok," and a happy, absent grin returned to her face.

"As I was saying, these are not just ordinary strawberries."

"Oh, oooh," Beth whined while raising her hand, "Let me guess, eating the strawberries will make my breasts bigger. Right?"

"Listen here now. I'm the one in charge and if you're not going to play my way, we're not going to play," Craig said, almost frustrated now.

"Is that a fact," Beth replied while standing up, "and just what do you think you'll do about it."

Beth walked over towards where Craig was and pressed herself close to him. Craig looked at her, and thought, "wow, she really is my height now."

"But I'm not as big as you," said Beth, playfully poking Craig in the stomach, "but I think I might be able to come close to your weight," at which point she picked up a strawberry and placed it in her mouth.

A wave of almost orgasmic pleasure swept over her face and a little mewing sound escaped her lips. Craig, who hadn't before really paid any attention to whether he was hard or not, suddenly noticed that he was, and it was a fact that could not be hidden. Beth slid her hand down Craig's waist and around to his groin.

"I see that you are definitely 'in the mood.' I may need a few more strawberries though," and again she picked up a strawberry and placed it in her mouth.

Craig looked down at Beth, and saw what he expected. Beneath her silk shirt her two, soft mounds had started to increase in size. Slowly at first, but still noticeably, Beth had grown from a C cup to a D. Beth picked up another strawberry and playfully held it between her teeth before grabbing it into her mouth with her tongue.

"Ooooh," cried out Beth, and she rubbed herself up against Craig.

Craig pushed her back, onto the bed, and then leapt on top of her. "I want you now."

"Silly, we're still wearing clothes, ooooh!" Again her silk shirt inflated some more. Through the buttons Craig could see some flesh, and the white bra pulled tight against her skin. Craig reached down to unbutton her shirt, but she stopped him by grabbing his hand.

"Not that way," Beth continued, "Pass me another strawberry."

Craig complied, by finding the largest strawberry in the bowl and held it temptingly over Beth's mouth. "This," he said, "is the largest one out of all the strawberries in the bowl, and so is very special, just like you."

"Why thank you," she grinned, "Oooooh!" Another wave of pleasure fell over Beth and she arched her groin closer to Craig's. He looked down and noticed a large space developing between the buttons of her shirt, and a lot of flesh was exposed. He almost dropped the strawberry.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Craig said with a look of concern, "Your bra is looking awfully tight."

"I can handle it," she moaned, and grabbed the strawberry out of his hand, plopping it in her mouth. "

Ooooh, yes. This feels so good," she screamed. Beth was thrashing about now, and the rate of her breasts' expansion had increased. Craig quickly pulled off his own shirt. The tension he felt in his crotch had increased and he needed her now. Beth on the other hand was oblivious to anything else. The pleasure coursing through her body was more than anything she had ever felt before. She didn't even notice when the first button popped off her shirt, or the second, or the third.

Craig finished quickly undressing. He looked over at his lover as she thrashed around on the bed and stared in awe. He watched as the last of the buttons on her shirt popped off. All that was left was a small, white bra stretched way to far, and huge mounds of pink, soft flesh. He couldn't even think of any way to describe them besides over inflated beach balls, and they were still growing. He pulled down on her skirt revealing that she wasn't wearing any underwear. "Just like her," he thought.

"Just for you darling. Ooooh, do you like what you see." She was starting to come out of her daze. "Or do you want them even bigger?"

"Well you are still wearing your bra, and I doubt I could unfasten it at this point."

"Oh, so I guess that means you want them bigger."

With a twang her bra snapped as her breasts continued to expand. She was now covering most of the bed and Craig could hardly see her face past her vast mounds. Craig jumped on top on her and drove his shaft deep within her.

"Yes," she moaned, "Yes! Harder!" Beth reached up and grabbed her nipples in delight, pulling them firmly, her arms just barely able to come around her breasts. Craig continued to thrust deep inside her, the tension he had been feeling all along increasing ever still.

"Bigger, yes. I want to be huge." Her breasts, complying with her every scream, increased faster, and faster, larger and larger. Craig could feel her still thrashing around and pressing herself against him, but he couldn't see much else besides her breasts. He was barely able to see her hands now, which, having let go of her nipples - since she could no longer reach them - were just clawing fiercely at the sides of her huge tits. Craig grabbed one of her large nipples with his mouth, and sucked tightly on it.

Loud screams and moans came somewhere from the other side of the wall of tit flesh, and Craig felt that he was about to cum. Beth, who had been experiencing orgasms since the beginning sensed this and started wailing louder, thrusting harder into Craig. Craig could not contain himself any longer, with one final, solid thrust he came. Beth pressed hard against him, and screamed as loud as she possibly could in a language unheard of by most human ears. Exhausted and spent, Craig collapsed into the soft, warm expanse in front of him, and passed out. Fortunately enough, so did Beth.

Several hours later, Craig awoke, thinking it was all just a dream, but there all around him was the warm, soft flesh that he had known to be Beth. He pushed aside most of it and crawled his way up to where Beth's face should be. She was awake, and looked at him with a smile. Never had he seen so much joy on someone's face before, and he kissed her deep and passionately.

"So I assume this means it was good for you," she giggled.

"Mmmm, hmmm. But I don't think it was good for the bed, I think we might have broken it."

She reached up with her lips and they passionately kissed again. Jokingly he pulled away, "Slow down, if you keep this up, I may be forced to do you again, and I don't think your breasts could handle getting any bigger. I know the room can't."

"Silly, I control how big, or small they get. But I don't think I could make them any bigger right now. I am totally exhausted."

"Is that a fact?" he winked and slid his hand down between her legs. She mewed, "Mmmm, not fair. I can't do anything back at you with my hands, they're pinned down beneath all this."

"And you're complaining?" he said while continuing to rub. "Mmmmm, oh. Oooh. Mmm. No, no complaints here, not about that at least. But I think I should warn you, it takes as much energy to grow as it does to shrink. I'm afraid I'm going to be this size for a while. I hope you don't mind," she replied while blinking innocently.

Craig fingered around until he found that certain spot, causing her to moan. "No, I don't mind. In fact I think I might find that I enjoy the fact that you're not human way too much," and he kissed her passionately once more on the lips, before resuming sex again.

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