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Subject:      [STORY] White Art (BE)
From:         fmw675@freenet.mb.ca (Sormin)
Date:         1997/11/08
Message-ID:   <34647f6a.6101974@news.escape.ca>
Newsgroups:   alt.sex.stories
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Here's a smaller story. Comments/advise welcome. Flames routed to /dev/null.

I enjoy stuff dealing with Sci-Fi and Fantasy so of course I look out for
breast enlargement, TG, MC, magic, etc...

Ah, well. On with the story...

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Title: White Art
By Sormin.
     Linda blinked.

     Where was she? she wondered, then looked down and
made a small startled scream. She was naked!!
Automatically her hands covered her average-sized and
nicely round white breasts and shaved pussy
protectively. Heart hammering, Linda looked around
herself and her fear became puzzlement.

     She stood in the middle of a small circular
chamber about five feet in diameter that had only one
exit. Looking up she discovered she couldn't see the
ceiling or the light source as the walls stretched up
towards infinitely. The exit was a long hallway that
had a sharp turn at the end of what she could see.

     And everything was grey. Walls, floor, and even
the endless cloudy heights above her. All grey, except
for her. She was the opposite of the uniformity around
her; wavy, jet black hair, almost glowing white skin,
blue eyes, and ruby red lips and nipples. Linda was
proud of the contrast between her dark hair and pale
skin; it drove not a few men she'd slept with wild with
lust and made for some great fucking.

     But now she had to figure out where she was.

     "Hello?" she called out nervously, but after ten
minutes of silence Linda decided there would be no
answer. It took ten more minutes before she gave in and
left the room via the only opening and walked down a
narrow hallway to an unknown destination.

     After the first turn, the passage wound endlessly
through the greyness. Hands still covering her tits,
Linda's arms grew tired in their position so she
dropped them and let her breasts jiggle freely as they
were firm and wouldn't bother her unless she ran. 

     Finally, when her legs were becoming fatigued,
Linda reached the end of the hallway and stepped out
into a very large room, if room was an accurate name
for what her widened eyes beheld. 

     It had the same endless grey 'roof', but now the
two 'sides' of the room on the left and right appeared
just as infinite as the portion above. The side she had
emerged from was of the same unending grey material as
she had had her fill of.

     But across the room was something different. About
thirty feet away was the opposite wall, but instead of
being grey it was a silvery, reflective-looking
substance and she saw her reflection on it. It looked
stunning in the midst of all the drabness, or so the
vain Linda thought. 

     And STILL she hadn't run into anything or anyone!

     Considering her options, Linda decided to check
out the opposite wall, as seemed logical, for a way
out.

     Fifteen feet from the grey wall, she discovered
that her choice was a mistake; one minute the floor was
solid, the next it was some kind of gelatinous
substance. She found herself waist deep in the sucking
stuff before she realized it. Repressing a scream,
Linda instead took a deep breath and closed her eyes
before she was sucked under.

     The stuff was warm, almost body temperature, and
it began to make her skin tingle all over, especially
her nipples and clitoris as they were the most
sensitive. Ignoring the strange sensations, Linda
frantically tried to find a way to get OUT and be able
to breathe again as her lungs were starting to protest.

     Suddenly, that became irrelevant as she was pulled
upwards by some strange force and pulled out of the
gel. Linda found herself emerging into fresh air once
more and onto floor that was once again a solid
surface.

     "Oh my God, that was close," she gasped, sucking
in sweet air for tired lungs.

     She was about to wipe off her eyes so she could
see when she realized that the stuff was not on her
anymore. She was dry! Opening her eyes she quickly
looked around, but saw nothing that could have pulled
her out or removed the weird stuff. Warily, she stood
up.

     Linda noticed something else then and swiftly put
her arm in front of her so she could see if she wasn't
imagining things.

     "What happened to my skin?" Linda whispered in awe
and fear. Her arm was a perfect white; the moles, hair,
even the veins underneath were gone, leaving a
beautiful, flawless white skin behind. She checked what
she could see and found it was the same all over: she
was as white and flawless as a statue! Her nipples were
a little paler too, but that was alright, and she still
had her dark hair and thin eyebrows on her head.

     "I could get to like this place," she mused with a
smile, appreciating the change.

     The black-haired woman did give a startled scream
when the force that lifted her out of the gel returned
and lifted her into the air an inch off the ground. But
this time the force had more purpose; it turned Linda
until she faced the endless silver wall, and then it
pulled her limbs outwards until her arms were straight
out at the sides and her legs spread at a ninety degree
angle. Linda tried to scream again, but found she
couldn't! Her mouth was paralysed!

     A strange sort of crackling sound started behind
her, then faded, making her wonder what it was. She
found out when someone, at last!, stepped around her
and regarded her carefully. Even as Linda flushed in
embarrassment at her naked and helpless state, she
almost couldn't believe it when she saw him.

     Everything about the man was grey! He had dark
grey eyes, lighter grey hair, average grey skin, and
the bodysuit he wore was the same grey as everything
around her. Even his lips and 'whites' of his eyes had
grey in them and no other color.

     "Yes--" he uttered quietly in a monotone voice.
"You will do."

     Do for WHAT?? Linda wondered, not a little
fearfully.

     "Time for the first step." And that strange
crackling sound happened again, only now Linda could
see that it was some form of teleportation effect as a
kind of bowl and two gloves appeared beside the Grey
Man, as she labelled him. He picked up the gloves and
carefully put them on his hands before picking up the
bowl that Linda could see was filled with some kind of
grey cream. He stepped closer to her, only a foot away,
she tried moving but still could not budge an inch, and
dipped one of his protected hands in the cream, taking
out a large glob of the stuff. Carefully, he dabbed it
on her left breast and started spreading and massaging
the mysterious stuff all over her rounded tit.

     Linda would have groaned out loud if she could;
the cream was making her bosom tingle with erotic
sensation! It intensified when the man kneaded her
hardening nipple. When the man finished with the left,
he went on to the right and her pussy was definitely
starting to become wet by that point. Again, he
carefully, but thoroughly, coated her other breast with
the sensation-causing thick cream. Linda was breathing
heavily now, making the moving breast difficult to
coat, but the man seemed to have expected this and
continued.

     Ohhhh, Linda groaned mentally in a light daze,
please don't stop! Her crack was dripping from the
tingling all over her tits. Her hot pussy was swollen
now and ached for something to fill it.

     But then the man stopped and stepped back. No! she
wailed to herself, wanting to cum, keep going! Instead
the man dropped the bowl and started to remove his
gloves, all the time staring at her breasts.

     Immediately, Linda sensed something was wrong. The
cream had been soaked into her tits and she was
noticing something odd happening to her which shocked
her out of her erotic mood.

     From seeing her reflection, her left breast looked
higher on her chest than it should have been. Rounder
it was, and jutting further away from her chest than
her right tit, which was beginning to visibly enlarge
as well Linda saw with astonishment. It filled to match
the left and stabilized that way. When the Grey Man
moved to the side, she saw her reflection and could see
that her C-sized chest now looked D-sized, fuller, high
on her chest, and with no sag to gravity discernible. 

     The man poked one and instead of moving and
juggling away, the breast stayed put with his finger
sinking into now-softer flesh. Linda closed her eyes at
the touch; her breasts felt twice as sensitive now! And
the finger sent shivers down to her moist lower
regions.

     "Excellent," the Grey Man commented tonelessly.
"Now for phase two."

     Phase two? Linda wondered, trying to find out what
was this man's purpose was as he walked behind her.
There was another crackle and she was puzzled as to
what he would do next, as she could do nothing in this
powerless position. The silence was making her nervous.

     Ah! she mentally yelped, feeling something
slippery touch her anus. Then did more than just touch
as whatever it was forced slowly and carefully into her
ass! Linda didn't mind the occasional ass-fuck, but
these circumstances were too weird for it now! Her
rectal muscles protested, but she immediately relaxed
knowing it to be useless to prevent and not wishing to
tear them. Whatever it was, the slippery object didn't
feel like it needed lubricant as it inched its way into
her, stopping when maybe five inches were in her. When
she felt the part near the opening expand she started
to panic and prayed whatever it was doing wouldn't
hurt. It expanded tightly inside of her before stopping
and she knew it would be impossible to pull out now. It
was some kind of ass plug, but why--?

     When the liquid rushed into her through the thing,
Linda found out why: it was to prevent the liquid being
pumped into her from escaping! It seemed to be some
weird kind of enema; she'd had them before and knew how
it felt. But this was different, the liquid felt
thicker than water and yet not as thick as the cream
the Grey Man had put on her breasts. It cramped her,
but she could do nothing save endure. It finally
stopped when she was groaningly full and her stomach
visibly bulging from the liquid inside.

     God, she whimpered to herself, how long will he
leave this in me?

     She felt something disconnect from the plug, which
stayed in place securely. The Grey Man stepped into
sight again, but did not obscure the reflective wall.

     What was he waiting for NOW? she wondered.

     Then something happened with the liquid inside
her. It suddenly felt like it was escaping the
intestinal confinement it was under, and expanded with
increasing pressure throughout her body.

     That's impossible! she thought in fear and
amazement. What had that gel she had been dipped in
done to her?!

     The pressure kept building. All over her body she
felt the mysterious liquid straining against her skin.
More and more it pressed, until she thought her skin
would split apart. Then, as if some point had been
reached, the pressure found a place where it could push
out.

     Her specially treated breasts.

     It wasn't a gradual process; as soon as the
turning point had been passed, her tits began expanding
rapidly and passed G-cup in mere seconds and remained
jutting proudly out from her chest without sag. The
enlargement continually relieved the pressure so Linda
was free to watch her twin spheres become enormous
without worrying that she was going to split apart.

     Now, however, she worried at how large her white
tit-balloons were becoming. They were HUGE and growing
every second! They must be five feet in diameter, Linda
mentally gasped, how can this be happening to me?! She
looked like she had two white weather balloons growing
on her chest and couldn't see over them now. Indeed,
her field of vision was starting to be filled by pearly
flesh.

     The Grey Man watched the incredible sight
expressionlessly. The raven-haired woman started to
rise when her breasts touched the floor as they reached
the ten-foot diameter mark; whatever held her was
compensating for the growth. They quickly reached the
silver wall--and entered it, half a foot sized nipples
first.

     "Oh!" Linda gasped as she felt her much-larger
nipples enter something that started her breasts
tingling. She also realized she could talk again. "Hey!
I can...ah! Ah!" she moaned as her breasts continued to
enter more of the silvery, sensation-causing area. It
felt like something was gently massaging her pale flesh
and twisting her enormous nipples, twice as sensitive
now because of the Grey Man's attentions. Almost all
her vision was breast now, and Linda, despite her fear,
was becoming extremely aroused by everything that was
happening. The pressure finally disappeared into her
enormous tits, but she was too far into her current
state to care.

     The Grey Man nodded as the expansion stopped at
thirty feet, half of the gigantic breasts inside the
silver field and the panting woman over ten feet in the
air. Which became fifteen feet when the breasts slid
upwards five feet, providing plenty of clearance below.
He walked up to the silver field and carefully placed
one foot on it, leaned backward forty-five degrees,
then planted the other beside it and stood 'up' on the
silver field like it was the regular floor.

     He walked all around the pale, unmarred flesh,
poking it carefully all the time and causing the tit-
suspended Linda to gasp in pleasure at each poke. 

     "Wh-what are you doing? Why have you done this to
me?" she panted, trying to collect her thoughts and
slowly failing. The Grey Man's monotone response was as
clear as if he had been standing beside her.

     "I am inspecting my canvas."

     "What??" The astounding reply cleared her mind
temporarily.

     "My newest idea: living art." The crackling came
and went and the Grey Man now held a rectangular box
that had a nozzle on one of the short ends. "As you can
see, my dimension is not very colorful and it takes
unique methods to preserve vivid colors in this realm."
He activated the device and a spray of vivid orange
jetted out and hit one of Linda's breasts with enough
force to make her want to arch her back in delirious
pleasure. "One is my Kiilo, which uses containment
fields to keep color intact. Another, I have found, are
your unique bio-energies. As long as your flesh is in
contact with the coloring the hues will remain
untouched, fresh. Your breasts were the only part of
your body I could expand so as to have a larger area to
work with." A jet of earthy brown sent jolts of
pleasure down Linda's spine and into her gushing pussy.
"Be proud, you will be my greatest achievement." And he
sent another jet, navy blue, onto her breast.

     That did it. Linda saw spots flare in her field of
vision as an intense orgasm ripped through her in an
explosive wave beyond anything else she had
experienced. It was brought on by several factors;
being unable to move, the erotic and terrifying sight
of her breasts expanding, her increased sensitivity,
and the combined stimulation she was getting from the
silver field and the Grey Man's tool. She screamed out
a wail that startled the Grey Man as the fire blossomed
within her and her pussy pulsed.

     Her release affected her huge tits as well. They
shook in the field that held them and knocked the
surprised Grey Man off the silver wall, causing him to
fall hard to the floor and crumpled in a heap,
unconscious.

     When her orgasm died, another exploded within
Linda and was the second of the multiple orgasm that
was happening. The shaking and her orgasm was making
her tits grow again, and this time the field was having
trouble keeping her held, so too the forces holding her
immobile. Her arms were released and she immediately
managed to send both into her burning pussy and plunged
them in with abandon, ecstatic to have something in her
cunt at last. Rubbing her clit made her open her legs
wider and press into her huge tits.

     The silver field couldn't contain her shaking
anymore and she was ejected into the grey room. Her
tits were perhaps fifty feet in size now and just fit
into the room due to the silver field retreating thirty
feet from her floating, orgasming form. The twin globes
were lighter than air now and rapidly started rising.

     Linda didn't notice as she was into her seventh
orgasm and the strongest yet. Higher and higher she
went, the ground fading below her before she finally
stopped and started to think rationally once more.

     "Jesus Christ!" the sweat covered Linda panted.
"I've NEVER had orgasms that strong before!" She
swallowed as her hands carefully patted the white
globes that were a part of her. "What am I going to do
now?" she wondered fearfully. Then something barely
seen above her caught her attention.

     There were--irregularities above her and she was
getting closer fast. They started becoming clearer and
they appeared cylindrical. No, more like thin sticks,
and--they looked SHARP! Ready to burst her ballooned
out breasts!! 

     "No. Oh, NO!" she gasped, craning her neck up so
she could see the grey spikes waiting for her. "Those
are like needles and I'm a balloon!! Help!" she cried
frantically, waving her arms and legs, trying to
escape, but it was useless. Her mindless breasts were
rushing to their explosive doom.

     "Please, no! NO!! NOOO!!!" she screamed as the
points were mere meters away from her bloated flesh. 
     
     "STOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!"

                             * * * *

     Gasping, Linda sat bolt upright on her bed,
clutching her breasts through her nightie. Her wild
eyes took in the familiar surroundings of her bedroom
before going down to her chest. Only C-cup. She went
limp with relief that it was only a dream and fell back
into her pillows.

     "Oh, THAT one was a doozy," she chuckled in
relief, and noticed that the bed around her crotch was
extremely damp and not from urine. "I need a good fuck
if I had a wet dream THAT intense," she giggled, then a
memory of the dream returned, making her shiver. "And
maybe one thing more--"  

     Reaching over, she picked up the phone beside her
bed and punched a button. When she got a sleepy
response, she sighed.

     "Hi, Pam? It's Linda. Yeah, I know it's early, but
about that advice on getting a good tan--"

THE END.

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