The Gift (mf, cons, penis/breast growth, mast) Part One Brian was shining his flashlight into the darkness ahead of him in the dank basement of the old structure. Built in 1885, the building was scheduled to be demolished at 3 pm that afternoon. It would be quite a blast with all the explosives carefully placed throughout the concrete framework of the upper 3 floors. The building would implode in a matter of seconds and collapse into the basement. He had approximately 2 hours to go, Brian estimated as he glanced at his watch. Brian took his flashlight and scanned the walls of the hallway ahead of him. The drawings he had in his other hand showed the location of the last power panel that he had to inspect to complete his job as lead electrician on the demolition project. All power to the building had been disconnected earlier in the morning, as a precaution due to the explosives being placed and wired. Brian would have to complete the final part of his inspection in the dark. Just ahead on the wall, Brian found the panel and opened the cover. Not much wiring left. Everything looked properly disconnected, the wiring hung loose inside. Just to be safe, Brian took out his meter and probed the loose wires, looking for any signs of power. Finding everything dead, he took out his cutters and began removing the wires. As he touched the third wire, Brian felt a slight jolt...just a tingle actually. Jumping back surprized, Brian again took the meter and tested the wire that should have been dead for power. There was no reading on the meter at the normal voltage setting. Adjusting the meter to the lowest current setting, Brian was surprized to see the needle move up to midrange, 1.5 amps - almost next to nothing, but there none the less. This was very unusual and confusing, so Brian began tracing the wire to find it's source. He followed the bare wire along the rough field stone wall of the basement. The wire was old and fragile, and looked to have been placed there likely sometime in the early 1900's, not too long after the building had been built. The building had originally been owned by a club of some sort. One of those fraternal organizations for men like the Shriners or Masons, but this group had gone out of existance decades ago. Afterwards, the building had been used as office space and, most recently, as a warehouse in one of the most rundown and crime-ridden sections of town. After being vacant for most of the last decade, the decrepid structure was being demolished to make room for future urban renewal. Brian had finally traced the wire back to a location where it appeared to disappear into the foundation wall. But the wall here looked somewhat different in the flashlight beam. Brian could barely make out the outline of what seemed to be a cemented up opening. Taking a hammer off his toolbelt, he tapped the wall lightly and received a hollow echo in return. Brian took the hammer and hit the wall much harder on the second swing. The resulting hole in the wall was large enough to look though and determine that there was a hidden room on the other side. It took Brian only a matter of minutes to make an opening large enough to crawl through. On the other side he shined the flashlight around a fairly large room, about 100 feet square. The walls and ceiling were covered with a very ornately carved dark wood paneling, and the floor was covered with a brocade carpet and many decades worth of dust. The room was devoid of furnishings, except for some clutter of sorts in the far corner that was hard to make out clearly in the darkness. The paneling on the walls had indentations in which many large gold framed pictures hung, dozens around the perimeter of the room. Brian had to take his shirt sleeve and wipe the grime off the picture in front of him. It was an oil painting, a portrait actually. And the person appeared to have no clothes. Wiping with his hand now, Brian was able to make out the features of a naked man who was sporting the largest cock Brian had ever seen in his life. Flaccid, it hung down to the man's knees and appeared to be as thick as his wrist with a head the size of an apple. Brian could feel his own cock start to stiffen at the sight. But Brian's excitement deminished at the thought of his own organ's size, which he knew was below average at slightly under 5" erect. This had always caused Brian embarrassment, especially in high school gym when his limp 3" member seemed to be easily outclassed by the majority of his classmates. His size had made him feel inadequate. And now, at age 31, he still had difficulty approaching women - knowing that his getting serious about someone might result in their eventual disappointment and his ridicule. Brian moved on to the next painting and, upon removal of the dust, was amazed to find the portrait of a woman with breasts so large that they hung down past her navel. While the rest of the woman's proportions were normal, her breasts were the size of basketballs. Brian was beginning to wonder if these paintings were real depictions or the work of an overly imaginative (and horny) artist. Moving down the wall, Brian found portrait after portrait of ridiculously endowed men and women. All the men had cocks the size of prize stallions, and all the women had breasts that would surpass the size of the largest silicon queens in the big-bust magazines he picked up from time to time. Brian had now come to the farthest corner of the room, and was feeling very horny himself. He didn't feel he could go much farther without relieving his excitement, so he stopped next to a table and unzipped his pants - pulling out his erect 5" cock. Brian started to set his flashlight on the table when he noticed that it was not a table at all, but rather appeared to be an altar of sorts covered with a red tassled cloth and two holders with the remnants of two long-since burned candles. Backing up to take a better look, Brian bumped into something. Turning around, Brian saw an apparatus that looked like a steel pole rising from the floor about 42" high with a tee at the top and grips like a bicycle handlebars. About 1/2 way up the pole, at waist level, was an annular opening about 6" in diameter. Brian circled the pole and faced the altar. With his flashlight he could make out some writing across the top of the handlebars, between the grips. Brian reached out with his right hand and started to brush the dust away to read the writing. As he did, he felt the same low-voltage tingle that he received at the power panel earlier. But this time the jolt continued even after he removed his hand, and he felt light headed. As his knees started to give way, Brian grabbed the right grip to keep his balance. By now the lightheadedness was giving in to an almost euphoric feeling of sexual pleasure and he could feel himself getting hard again. Brian regained his composure and read the imprinted sentence, almost aloud - mouthing the words, "Let he who comes herein with open spirit and faith receive the gift." As he ended the sentence, Brian could feel the current pulsing through his right hand increase. Now not being able to release his right hand, and feeling on the verge of collapse, Brian dropped the flashlight and grabbed the opposite grip with his left hand. This gave him enough strength to pull himself upright again as the tingle increased and coursed throughout his body. It now felt like he had put his fingers into a 115 volt electrical outlet. But it still felt strangely erotically pleasureable and seemed to be entering through his hands and flowing directly to the tip of his cock, which now felt harder that he had ever been in his life. Brian looked down at his raging hardon and his penis appeared to be glowing in the shadows cast by his now-dying flashlight on the floor. Suddenly, the currently surged upward and he saw a spark leap from the head of his cock to the annular ring now less than a foot away on the pole. The spark hit the edge of the ring and bounced back a cascade of tiny lightening bolts which wrapped his throbbing penis and drew it like a magnet through the center of the ring. Unable to let go of the grips, it felt as if someone had grabbed him and was pulling by the cock and balls. The current continued to build and the corner of the room by the altar was radiating with an erie, dim light. Brian closed his eyes as it felt like the grip would pull his cock out by the roots. The feeling was becoming increasing sexually stimulating - not painful at all - and he had the sensation of slowly stretching and building pressure. He felt like he had to cum, but couldn't. Opening his eyes and looking down in the dim light, Brian was shocked by what he saw. His cock and balls were growing! He could feel the energy coursing through his hands, up his arms and down, out his cock. Higher and higher the current seemed to go, and bigger and bigger his penis was growing. It was now over 12" long and 2" across. Brian could feel his balls expanding and brushing against his thighs, they must now be the size of small oranges! The feeling was overwhelming, but he did not want it to stop. Watching his lengthening member was the most sexually exciting experience of his life. Grow, grow, Brian thought as he wondered how big he could get. 15"... 18"... I was as big around as his forearm - ribbed with thick veins along its length - tip the size of an orange and... Brian felt the sudden release of the explosion of his orgasm as he came, more than he had ever cum in his life with his grapefruit sized balls pumping volumes of thick fluid out the now quarter sized slit in the tip of his enormous boner. Then he passed out.... Brian awoke on the dusty floor to the sound of his foreman's voice frantically crackling on his walkie-talkie. The flashlight on the floor next to him was almost completely out. "Brian...are you there?" came Jim's angry voice, "It's less than 15 minutes until the detonation... Are you out yet?" Brian shook himself to consciousness and replied, "Yeah, boss...I'm done and on my way out." He could hear the start of the terse reply "You dumb, stupid asshole, get the fu..." before he turned the handset off. Brian reached over, grabbed the flashlight and stood up. As he started quickly making his way through the darkness towards the opening, he felt a heavy slapping between his legs. Reaching down, he realized that it had not been a dream. He tried to stuff his flaccid, but still huge, cock back into his pants. It was a tight fit, and tough to do while running, but he managed to get the zipper up just as he reached the daylight at the top of the basement stairs. Now able to see, Brian looked down in amazement at the size of the bulge his cock and balls made in his work pants. It looked like he had rolled up his jacket and stuffed it into the top of his pants. Just the thought started to excite him and he started to stiffen as he came out the front door of the building and ran straight into his boss. "And just what the hell do you think you were doing in there..." Jim yelled,"You trying to get yourself blown up dead?" Brian tugged at his tool belt and slid it around to cover the front of his pants and said "Sorry, Jim. I think I might have fainted in that musty old basement and I still don't feel too well." Brian's boss grumbled some more and told him to clock out and take the rest of the Friday afternoon off. As Brian started up his truck and drove away he felt the shudder of the exploding building and saw the plume of dust in his rear-view mirror. With a sly smile, Brian headed back to his apartment. --end of Part 1 --- Part 2 Brian pulled into the parking lot of his apartment complex and found a space. His excitement was building all the way home, and he was having difficulty concentrating on driving and trying to avoid having an erection that might have interferred with his ability to control the truck. He decided to go in the back, less used building entrance to avoid running into anyone he knew until he could think clearly for a bit. As he snuck past the laundry room, he heard a familiar female voice call out his name."Brian," Sue said loudly, "Where ya going in such a big rush? Too busy to stop and say hi?" Actually, Brian did want to stop and talk to Sue, but now was not the time. He had dated Sue a few times in the past few months, but nothing much had come of it. Sue was nice looking and had a great personality, but was severly lacking in an area of importance to Brian ... no breasts. Brian desired a big-busted women like the ones in his magazines, but would never have the courage to approach anyone even slightly more than adequately endowed out of fear of rejection. Sue had been easily approachable and seemed to like him. But, as usual, Brian had not wanted to get too serious for fear of her rejection of him once she found out that he was not that well-hung. And, there was the matter of her AA cup sized tits... "Sorry, Sue, " replied Brian, looking back over his shoulder at her braless outline with two firm nipples trying to poke their way through her ribbed tank top, "I'm a real mess after work today and need to clean up and relax a little first. Maybe later I'll give you a call." Even the sight of Sues barely existant breast had started Brian to stiffen and he scarcely managed to get into his apartment before the overworked front of his pants and zipper gave way. Brian stripped off his dirty and tattered work clothes, walked to the bathroom and started the shower to clean up. He stepped in front of the full length mirror on the back of the door and took his first real look at himself. His cock hung heavily between his legs, it was magnificent. All his life, at least since high school, Brian had imagined having a tool even half the size of this one. Limp, it hung down to a few inches above his knees. At 5'10" tall, he quickly estimate its length at 15"and 3" across in its unexcited state. The orange size balls were each 4" in diameter and hung down at least 8". Grabbing it with both hands, since one hand could not manage, Brian lifted the head up against his chest to take at better look at this marvel. It was perfectly proportioned from balls to glans, topped with a smooth acorn shaped head and 1" long slit. He was starting to get hot and could feel the blood rush to engourge the stiffening pole. The erection swelled as his excitement increased and grew to a mind boggeling 20"in length and 4" across with the flared head now the size of a small grapefruit. Brian could now bend his neck slightly and licked the tip of his penis with his tongue. He stepped into the hot water of the shower and pulled the curtain shut behind him. With the combination of a steady stream of hot water droplets striking and cascading down his hypersensitive cock ,and soaping up his member to a silky slipperyness, it was almost enough to make him cum on the spot. Brian could feel his balls swelling in anticipation of release as he placed as much of his mouth over the throbbing tip as he could. He was in ecstasy as he sucked and probed the slit with his tongue as he slid both his hands up and down the now thickly veined surface of his cock. Holding back as long as he could, Brian came in abundant mouthfulls of sweet sticky cum. He tried gamely to swallow as much of his own cum as he could, but the volume was so massive that most of it washed down the drain with the soapy water. It was as intense an experience as he had ever know, even more so than the spontaneous orgasm he had in the old building basement earlier that afternoon. He was basking in the sexual release when he heard a voice in the livingroom of his apartment, followed by a knock at the bathroom door. "Brian?" Came Sues voice through the door as it opened a crack, "Are you alright? I have been knocking on your door for the past 15 minutes without getting an answer and I'm concerned." Brian pulled back the edge of the curtain, "I'm fine, could you give me a few minutes to finish my shower and dress. Help yourself to anything in the fridge and watch TV if you want. Thanks." Brian's hardon was starting soften, but not by much, as he finished washing off the rest of the soap residue and cum from his chest and forearms. Stepping out of the shower and drying off, Brian realized that it would be hard for him to disguise his large cock and balls in most of his current clothing selection. He would have to go shopping and pick up some loose stretch pants or Zubas as soon as he could. He tried to pull on his underwear and realized that they could not contain even his flaccid penis and balls, he would need to find an alternative to skimpy jockey briefs as well. Brian put on a robe, which barely concealed the huge cock and balls dangling between his legs. He opened the door and walked into the livingroom. Sue was sitting on the couch drinking a Diet Coke she had gotten from the fridge and watching the TV. As Brian came up behind the couch, he could see that she was watching one of his Busty Babes tapes she had selected from his video collection. Sue was so engrosed in the video that she had not heard Brian exit the bathroom and come up behind her. She was sitting with one hand up her tank top rubbing her erect nipples, and her other hand was up her shorts with three fingers buried deep in her pussy. On the screen there were two extremely well endowed women entertaining a stud with a 12" cock. The threesome soon became a foursome as another well-hung stud entered the room and soon both men had their cocks buried deep in tit. Sue caught a glimpse of Brian out of the corner of her eye standing there and quickly removed her hands with an embarrased look on her face. Brian walked over and took a seat next to her on the couch, successfully hiding his rising erection. "I just don't understand how some women can do that to themselves..." Sue stated as she pointed at the huge artifically enhanced breasts on the screen. "...Or what the big attraction is for men. But I can understand the attraction to those huge cocks. Just once I would like to experience the feeling of a huge prick like one of those!" "Well, I can understand the attraction for large breasts." Brian flushed slightly at Sue's discovery of his big-breast fetish. "I believe that the person to whom the breasts are attached is more important that the size of the breasts. But, If you can get both great personality and big breasts in the same package, so much the better." Brian looked deeply into Sue's eyes and saw a mischievous twinkle that he had never noticed before. Sue turned completely towards Brian and, suddenly, lifted her tank top off over her head and dropped it on the floor. Her small mounds of firm tit flesh stood out proudly, capped by large pink aureole and erect pinkie sized nipples. Standing, Sue unzipped her shorts and let them drop to the floor, betraying the fact that she was not wearing panties. "What I lack in quantity..." Sue began as she cupped her petite breasts, "...I more than make up in quality". Brian looked at her, still wet from her earlier exploring. Her engorged pussy lips were huge! And her clit was hard and stuck out over 1". Her pussy was larger than any he had ever seen in his videos and magazines. Brian could not contain himself and he could feel his stiffening member start to tent the front of his robe as it rose to the occasion. Sue knelt down and reached under Brians robe to give his rising erection some confort. "Holy shit!" shrieked Sue in delight as she felt Brians cock beneath the robe. "Brian, I had no idea...". Parting his robe, Sue brought Brians pulsing 20" hardon into full view and gasped at the sight. "You're absolutely huge, it's unreal!" Standing and removing his robe, Brian took Sue by the hand and led her into the dimly lit bedroom. As they lay on the bed, Sue began to lick his balls and sucking along the length of his heavily veined cock. Sue licked her way up the length of the shaft and wrapped her lips as far as she could around the head. Working slowly, she managed to get the entire tip of Brian's penis into her mouth. Continuing to suck and lick his glans, Brian could no longer hold back and released a flood of cum down Sue's throat. Reacting quickly, Sue reached down and gripped firmly around the base of Brian's cock, effectively stopping the flow of cum and delaying his orgasm. Releasing her grip, Brian's erection stood firm. Sue rose to her knees and positioned herself over the top of Brian's cock, her pussy lubricating the tip. Slowly she lowered herself , and Brian watched in amazement as the enormous head of his penis disappeared up her tight well-lubricated hole. Inch by inch she lowered herself until he felt the head of his cock meet the resistance of her cervix. Sue had managed to engulf over half the length of his shaft, but there was still 9" left. With a determined look on her face, Sue started pumping up and down on Brian's cock. The tight grip of Sue's cunt was incredible, and at the bottom of each stroke Brian could feel a slight give as he was pounding at the membrane covering her cervix. On each stroke Brian could see that Sue was gaining some ground as her cervix and uterus stretched to accomodate his mass. But Brian also could feel something else. That same low current electric tingle that he had felt earlier that afternoon was back, but now seemed concentrated in his throbbing cock. Brian could tell that Sue felt it too, as the pitch and volume of her moans of ecstasy were increasing as the tingle increased. Now radiating down his arms to the tips of his fingers, Brian could see his cock and hands begin to glow in the dim light. Reaching out towards Sues pert breasts, sparks begam leaping from the tips of his fingers to Sues nipples. The intensity of the tingle increased as the sparks turned into little lightening bolts, engulfing her nipples and bringing cries of extreme pleasure from Sue. "Please, " pleaded Sue, "Pull my nipples hard, stretch them , rub my breasts..." Brian rolled Sue's nipples between his thumb and forefingers, pulling firmly he watched the nipples harden even further and extend to the size of viena sausages before his eyes. Brian cupped Sue's breasts in the palms of his hands and massaged the small mounds as he could see the sparks and lightening bolts spead out and highlight the curves of her chest. Continuing to rub Sue's chest, they could both feel the tingle of the current increase and felt an aura of heightening sexual energy that engulfed them both. Slowly, Brian realized that the amount of breast in his hands had increased to the point where it was now more than two handfuls. Sues breasts had expanded from their original AA size to at least a B or C cup in just a few minutes. Brian continued to knead Sue's breasts and looked down at his cock, which now had less than 5" exposed. Brian could feel the grip of Sue's cunt as she continued to pound the head of his penis into her cervix, and he realized that she now had over 15" of cock in the tightness of her expanding pussy! Looking back up, Sue's expanding breasts were glowing and had grown to easily DD or E size. They looked beautiful on her small frame, but Brian did not want them to stop growing yet! Sue opened her eyes and noticed for the first time the growth of her breasts and let out an astonished gasp, "Yes...YES...Grow... Bigger... Bigger... BIGGER" ,she cried out as Brian felt the lips of her pussy bottom out against his balls. She had managed to get all of his thick muscle into her pulsating love hole and was furiously riding up and down the entire length of his shaft. Sues breasts had now grown to the size of basketballs hanging down from her chest. They were extremely firm with desert plate sized aureole and sausage sized nipples. They were outstanding! But Brian wanted them to be bigger yet. "Don't stop now", Sue panted to Brian and her breasts. "I want bigger, BIGGER, BIGGEST!" Brian could feel his balls getting ready to release their tide of cum, he couldn't hold out much longer. So, continuing to pull on Sue's nipples and massaging the expanding titflesh, Brian came and pumped what seemed gallons of cum into Sue's cunt. Sue's breasts continued to expand to trashbag size as Brian came for what seemed like minutes. The tingling and glow faded and died as Sue collapsed onto the bed next to Brian. Sue smiled at Brian, "I love my new tits, they must be the biggest all natural tits in the entire world." Sue and Brian stood up next to the bed and Brian had to push apart Sue's breasts to get his arms around her waist and hug her. Standing back, Brian stared at Sue's new figure, her breasts stood out over 24" from her chest and hung down halfway between her waist and knees. Brian could see beads of milk forming on the tips of her catsup bottle sized nipples. Sue looked over at Brian with a look of surprise and pointed down at his now limp penis. With a big grin she exclaimed "My aren't we the growing boy!" Brian looked down to discover that his cock had grown an additional 4" in length and added another 1" in girth. "Let's hope that this is the last little growth spurt for both of us.", Brian sighed. "I hope so too. But it was fun while it lasted." Sue said and added, "Thanks for the gift." --end of Part 2--