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9  Fiction / Growth Stories / Re: Steam Coal on: May 31, 2008, 05:25 PM
Thanks for writing  Cheesy

Chapter 2

My homecoming was filled with tears and joy. My wife and my two sons were at the railway station to welcome me. I was glad to see them after all with nothing bad happening – like every father and husband would be after a long journey without any message. Not one seems to see my changes, which took place only some hours ago. But it didn’t mean anything to me, because I was home.
My wife isn’t the beauty from a Playboy-Magazine, but I love her for all of her traits and little quirks she has. Her brown hair stands in every direction because of her curls and she has a big B-Cup for her tits. Her belly is a little destroyed from the two children she had given to me and is working on building a trim body, but failed from time – like me.
My sons, 6 and 4 years old, are a bundle of energy and can’t hold still for a minute, but life is full of joy with them. Both are as blond as me and both are very open to anyone.

On our way home we bought a big pizza for us and ate it in our dinning room. After laying down our children, my wife and me were sitting in the garden and drank a glass of wine.
“I have a present for you.” I said to her and took the stone out of my pocket, “This is a stone from the mine we were in and I stole it for you.” I added with a grin.
Her look at this stone was magnificent and her face was a open book full of happiness about it. “Thanks a lot. It looks strange, not like a coal.”
“Yeah, but does it matter?”
“No.” she replied and gave me a intensive kiss, “And I have a surprise for you too.”
She pulled me in the house in the bedroom and told me to sit and wait. After a long minute she came back with a small see-through babydoll and sat at my lap. I don’t know why, but she brings me to an erection immediately every time she wants to be sexy – and sometimes even without wanting it.
I pulled my T-Shirt over my head and she undid my trousers. “Oh my. Her is someone wanting to be with his wife really bad, isn’t he?”
I could tell that my boxer shorts were well packed and I couldn’t wait to be in her. But she was as eager and climbed on me and rubbed over my body with her hands and body. “I didn’t know you were training in the last time.” She said after touching my breast and belly.
“Only for you.” And without being to gentle I ripped her cloths from her and after I was without my shorts we had wonderful sex for which seemed hours.

The next day was an ordinary at work. Paperwork, some meetings and some quick-told stories from the journey. In the evening I was out with my friend – it was our typical meet and play evening. This group had formed in school and we had some comings and goings in these long years, but it was all about meet, tell stories and play some games. Well to tell the truth, our group of friends is mixed – girls and boys. But my wife don’t complain to it, because she trusts me.
The evening went well and I had some wine, then some beer and afterwards were some vodka, which I brought from Poland and was cold enough late at night. To tell the truth, I was a little bit drunken and my buddies to. Tom and Mark had to go early, because they had a sport event next day and Jenny, Andy and me were left alone. Andy can’t drink much and so he soon fell asleep in the room on the couch. Jenny and me were talking long in the night and drinking wasn’t my strong side either.
Everyone knows that alcohol loosens the tongue and so I told about Poland and the strange stone I found and the hot night I had with the stripper girl. Jenny glanced at me with a cruel smile. “Yes and this is your bad fantasy coming through after this much drinking.”
“No, Jenny it’s the whole truth. I show you.” And pulled my shirt over the head. “Look at my muscles! I haven’t got much before, have I?”
Jenny looked at my breast and touched it with her fingertips. “So masculine. But wouldn’t it look better on me?” She took me by the hand and went to the bedroom. I was so perplex, that I followed her without any resistance. In bedroom she pushed me on the bed and opened my trousers.
“Jenny please, don’t do this.” I said without meaning it.
She was a beautiful girl, heavenly face with dark red curls hanging down over her shoulders and a slim body with small perky tits. Now she was the ravenous girl freeing my member and sucking greedily on it. How could she be another person so quickly. I never knew her like this before, not even with her ex-boyfriend I met once.
After some play with me, I couldn’t hold back any longer and I shot in her waiting mouth. She licked it clean and stood up before me. “Look at me and see want you have done. You see nothing has happened. I only sucked you – even if it tasted better than any I have tasted before. But nothing…” Suddenly she stopped speaking and took a sharp breath. Under her cloths was something moving. I could see her stretch outwards . Her muscles were pumping up before my eyes. Jenny began to moan. She pulled on her shirt and trousers to remove them. I think she stuck, because she muffled “Help me. I need air!”
I ripped her cloths as I wanted to help an she stood there in her underwear before me. Her bra was digging in her back and her panty was loose over her butt. I saw the muscles on her stomach building. The back was broadening before my eyes and I could hear the snapping of the bra. Even her butt was trimmed up and her legs were muscling too. As she took her destroyed bra of, I saw her formerly small breast ballooning out. She was sweaty and gasping before me, but her eyes told me the truth. She didn’t believe it.
“Jenny, are you all right?”
She looked at me and began to smile, “Want do you think, big boy, ready for the new me?” And with no afford she throw herself over me. I heard her panty snap, as she pulled on it. “I want more of you than I ever wanted. Give me what I want!”
“What do you want?” I asked playfully. My member was already hard and ready for round two. She reached down and I could feel her fingers running up and down my shaft.
“I want you in me. But first I want more muscles.”
She went down to suck me another time and I let loose. Another blast – another growth. I felt like in heaven, giving a women I like the muscles I want on her. I felt a little bit guilty, because I wasn’t with my wife doing it, but this couldn’t be wrong. As I looked down, I saw Jenny stand before me with her new growth ending. She was pumped. Not like the girl in Poland but more defined. And her breasts were big like apples – with erect nipples standing away and waiting to be sucked.
I didn’t even went flaccid but kept erect on this vision. She came closer to me and took my hands to pull them up on the bed. Then she took something I didn’t see and I felt cold metal on my wrist. As I looked up I saw Handcuffs and she smiled and cruel smile. “I can let you go. I must have, what I want first and then you have to satisfy me second.”
With these word on her lips she got down again. I was a little scarred about the situation. But the wonderful bliss in my head was stronger – and the will to make her more like my fantasy. I gave her three more shots after which she grew in all directions. After this she laid on me and I could only feel muscles on muscles. She stuck her nipples in my mouth and I sucked greedily on them. She even leaked some sweet tasting milk out of her boobs, and I felt stronger and hornier than before. She had much more constitution than me and I fell asleep after my seventh or eighth shot in her.
In the next morning I awoke next to her and could see and sense her body. Her muscles were pumped up to bodybuilder proportions and still she seemed to be soft and feminine. After all she had took the handcuff off. I slipped in my cloths and left silent the room. Hopefully she wasn’t complaining about it afterwards. Still I had a wife to bring this wonderful gift to.
10  Fiction / Growth Stories / Steam Coal on: May 24, 2008, 12:53 PM
Steam Coal

Disclaimer: I’ve written this story out of the inspiration of another story, told stories from my co-workers and my dirty fantasy. So if any of you should not read this because of legal problems or other not sharing my fantasy – don’t do it!
And pardon my bad spelling, grammar and writing style because its my first story in English and of this topic.

Chapter 1
I’m working at a coal-fuelled power plant. Many people ask me, why there has to be a chemist in a Power Plant and I’ve told them the truth. There are many things in a power plant, of which a chemist has to look at. And my primary focus is on the quality of the coal. We are getting our coal from Poland and sometimes having problems with the quality and therefore with the costs of our coal.
So in period times we are driving out there and controlling all circumstances. And this time I may come with them. I was high only of the fantasy coming down 10,000 feet under the earth and see the coal in the soil and the heavy machines getting it out for real. My wife wasn’t happy after all, because I would be away for four days and would have not time for speaking with her at all. But the money I’m getting would be nice, because our last saving were swept away, because of the breakdown of our car.

After all it was an interesting journey and much to see. But the best was the travelling down below. There were many workers in there but no one noticed us, because there was so much noise. We couldn’t even hear the words of our travelling guide but my eyes were everywhere. I was often last in the group, because I’ve found something interesting in the soil, which hold me close. Not long and I’ve lost track and was alone.
It seems normal to me, that this tunnels were built straight and with not many crossroads, but it wasn’t so. I walked deeper into the structure of winding roads until I’ve found an interesting shimmering object sticking out of the rock. This greenish stone was shining in the lights of the bulbs hanging from the ceiling. I wanted it, even if only as a gift for my wife and remembering object from Poland. So I broke it out of the stone with my knife and put it in my trousers.
Only seconds later I’ve heard people screaming my name and walked in the right direction. Not only were they all happy to find me, they also were in time to get out of here and get ready for dinner.

After showering and putting on new cloths, we were driven to an immense old looking building. As we entered, we saw, that it was build like an old mansion, but with much more place for the dinning room. As we sat there, we ate much and drank even more vodka. I was really drunken at this time, so I couldn’t help but went to the toilette with weak knees. After I came back, the director of the polish company had not only ordered another bottle of vodka, but also some girls for our entertainment. Well, want should I say. They were pretty and very well dancing. I was drunken and aroused.
So after I couldn’t walk right, one of the girls took me by the hand and guided me to a room for me. But she wasn’t leaving. Instead she helped me out of my cloths and after laying me down, she came down only with the words “Already paid” and suck on my dick.
I have to say that I have an average dick, even if I’d like to have more sex with my wife, it is a fulfilling marriage and I’ve never betrayed her. But this came so unsuspected to me that I didn’t complain and just loved this feeling I didn’t know jet. Soon I felt the typical pressure build inside me and would let go, but the heat inside me built up more and I felt like sitting on a hot plate before I could let go.
She swallowed all of my spurts instantly before it came to her dress, which she hasn’t even opened. I couldn’t believe it, how well I’ve felt afterwards. She gave me a smile and said something in polish I couldn’t understand. Then she walked in the bathroom and I heard water running. I could hardly breath and was laying in the bed waiting for the girl to come back out of the bathroom.
Instead I heard a short muffling husk. I stood up to look after her, only to fall full length on the floor. Suddenly she stood in the door and I looked up to her. I could see her small looking black dress which could barely hold her body inside it. Maybe it’s only the perspective I’m looking at her, but she looks bulkier. She helps me up and cares for my injury on my head.
Now I’m sure, she looks like she has more muscles on herself. The dress is really a second skin and shows the muscle move under it. I could only stare at her and she begins to stroke my member, which has already begun getting erect for a second time. I could only enjoy the feelings and let loose. Soon I came for a second time and she swallowed every drop of it and looked with a smile at me.
“Wait my little pet. I will be your perfect girl.” She said and seemed to be waiting for something. Then I could see it myself. Her muscles seem to breath and surely swelled in short periods of time. I could only stare at her and my dick – being done twice – was showing respect and grew a third time. I heard the crackling sound of breaking cloth and saw her dress being ripped apart in the upper part and near her waist.
“Looks like my dress is too small for me now!” she laughed. With small afford she pulled on one end and ripped it completely from her body. I saw that she had only a small string on. Her muscles were not as big as on some bodybuilders I’ve seen on the Internet, but she looked buffer than a fitness model. She gave me a hungry smile with a look at my dick and reached out for it.
“Time for round three!”
Immediately she suck on it and played with her tongue around. Even her tongue seemed to be stronger and smoother. Her whole skin glowed with and healthy radiation and her former small breasts rested heavy on my legs. It seemed to me even they have somehow swelled. But I couldn’t concentrate long on these details, because a new sensation built up in my groin and I shot another load right into her waiting mouth.
She stood up and smiled at me. “Thanks for sharing your secret with me.”
I was astonished to see her in her full beauty before me. “Which secret do you mean?”
“You sperm is making me grow stronger!” she answered.
I haven’t even thought about it. Could it be, that my sperm is making this. My head was spinning and not only because of the vodka I had in my system.
With all this thoughts I almost oversaw the sensation, that the girl went through. Her muscles were pulsing and pushing out. All of her already buff looking frame expanded before my very eyes. Even her bust expanded like I assumed. I saw her tight dripping sex before me and touched it with my hand. She gasped at my touch and came closer to me and made me eat her out. Her fluids were sweet and tasted like a mixture of salty sweat and fruity ice cream. I felt her muscles spasm as I had my head between her tights.
The fluids ran down my throat and I greedily swallowed it. The girl laughed as she felt my tongue twisting at her clit, but the laugh was followed by a muffling whisper.
“That’s good. Can you go any deeper? You’re the first client who is giving me something.”
Suddenly I felt energy flowing through my body. With each breath my body seems to swell and energy rushed in every nerve ends. Even my cock, flaccid after three times of coming, responded to the energy and began to grow again. The girl over me seemed to feel the pulsing of my muscles and stood up. After she looked at me, she gave me a whistle of compliment. I stood up and looked at me in the full length mirror on the wall. My muscles have expanded to the proportions of a fit and built man. But my dick stood longer than I remembered it up to my navel. She reached out for me and pulled me to the bed and sat on my lap.
“You know, that I don’t even know your name!” was my only answer.
“Magda. And now fuck me, please.”

The night was long for me and in the morning I can’t go out of the bed. Magda had gone a long time ago, dressed in the ruins of her dress. After I dressed myself in the cloths, they felt like a second skin to me. I remembered them baggy last night before I had drunken to much. But the night was clear in my thoughts and I thought about my wife and of her transforming into an sexy amazon as well. But my wife never gave me a blowjob before and I wouldn’t bring her to the point to make it easily.
With an idea was taking forms in my mind as I was checking out. My co-workers gave me strange looks but I said nothing about last night to th
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