Chapter 10

A few hours later, Aaron was gradually becoming aware that his eyes were opening. His bedroom…the golden glow of the sun soaking through his partially-open curtains…he had been having some kind of bizarre dream, where everything had been out of place, but even as he tried to remember, the memory melted away in his mind. Was it already morning!? Had he slept all the way through the night??

And then it happened again: the friendly but firm *knock knock knock* on his door. Aaron immediately recognized that the first knock, which he had hardly even registered, had woken him up. And then it all came flooding back, deluging his brain with a simultaneous series of realizations – he hadn’t slept through the night; the golden sunlight streaming in heralded the late afternoon, and was beginning to usher in the evening; his body was utterly exhausted, and he felt like he had run an entire marathon; he had hidden his diary away back in the stack of books under his night stand; after writing down his wishes he had almost instantly passed out from sheer exhaustion; and…the girls had come back, and they were at his door, knocking.

‘But…they’re knocking,’ Aaron told himself, grimacing and wincing as he moved to get out of bed. ‘That’s a good sign, because if they were the same as before, they would’ve already just…barged in. I’d have woken up with all three of them standing around my bed, staring down at me.’

A chill went through him as he thought about how eerie and overwhelming it had been to have the three gigantic women so fiercely obsessed with taking his cum. Aaron had thought such a thing would be a dream come true, but he had since grown wiser. At his current height of 5’0, there was absolutely no way he could withstand the all-out sexual onslaught from the three vixens, and he felt like they had very nearly sucked out his life force in the act of literally sucking and wringing him dry. He now knew, unequivocally, that despite his obvious arousal at the girls’ ravenous and lascivious display, there could be too much of a good thing.

Walking a little unsteadily, but with his heart pattering in excited expectation, Aaron went to open the door. As he did, he couldn’t help but take a big, deep breath. At this point, he wasn’t too doubtful that his wishes had worked – he just knew that he had to prepare himself for what he was about to see.

Even with the preparation, though, when the door swung open, Aaron wasn’t able to keep his mouth from dropping open slightly, and his eyes widening. Kristina, Cassie, and Courtney were all standing there before him, their heads inclined far downward as they stared him in the face. Aaron was relieved to discover that their smiles looked decidedly more normal and sane than they had a few hours before. They looked like they felt warmly toward him and thought he was precious…not like they were hungrily determined to forcefully wring every last drop of cum out of his cock.

“Well hello there, naked!” Cassie quipped, stepping forward in front of the others into the apartment. Aaron couldn’t even take the time to remember his nudity, because he was too busy focusing on the ray of sunshine stepping his way. Cassie’s bright yellow sundress looked shorter and tighter than it had been when Aaron saw her last – her large, orbed breasts were starting to spill out of their confines, and her hips and thighs had gotten so lusciously thick that they filled out her dress completely, with only a bit of loose fabric hanging down towards the middle of her thighs. She flipped her succulent, wavy blond hair out of her face before continuing, squinting down at him lovingly with those beautiful, almond-shaped green eyes:

“Had a nice little nap, hmmm?”

“I…y-yeah…yeah I did,” stammered Aaron, backing up a little from the imposing sight of Cassie stepping toward him. She was 6’8 now, and, with the help of the cute 2-inch black pumps she was wearing, she towered over him by a full 22 inches. Aaron blinked and felt his throat go dry, realizing that he was actually looking UP now at the underside of Cassie’s breasts.

“Well I don’t know about that,” remarked Kristina, stepping in next to Cassie as she put her hands on her big hips. “You still look pretty bleary-eyed to me. Maybe we need to put you back to sleep with our tongues so you can get a proper rest.”

Kristina raised her eyebrows as her eyes went wide with pleasure, and she extended her long, pointed tongue from her mouth and flicked it up and down licentiously at Aaron’s gawking face. He couldn’t deny how hot Kristina looked, especially fluttering her tongue at him like that. Her short blond hair had never looked cooler, with it swooshed sexily to one side, and her bright blue eyes had never looked more alluring, piercing, and penetrating. But as he took stock of Kristina’s incredibly sexy face, and of the fact that her turquoise sundress was so small compared to her that it was basically riding up on her gigantic ass, Aaron had a moment of panic. Kristina was still acting super-horny…had his wish not worked on her!? Was she about to tackle him, turn him upside down, and suck on his cock like a straw until he passed out again, maybe this time for good??

But then Aaron noticed that Cassie had turned to stare reprovingly at Kristina, pursing her plush lips at her slightly shorter friend. Aaron had registered that Kristina had on a pair of tall white tennis shoes that augmented her height a couple inches, making her 6’8. His eyes were only barely level with the bottom of her breasts, which were noticeably smaller than Cassie’s enormous rack. But Kristina’s tits were certainly nothing to be ashamed of, and in any case, her colossal ass was bigger than anyone else’s.

“Whaaaaat?” Kristina whined playfully at Cassie, upon noticing the gently-rebuking stare. And then Aaron saw it – a huge, red-nailed, manicured hand snaked across Kristina’s shoulder, engulfing it completely, incredibly managing to make it look small. Aaron had to avert his head up even higher to look at Courtney’s face, with her eyes actually rising above the top of Kristina’s blond head.

“Look, Kristina, you’re making him shake,” Courtney intoned, her deep, feminine voice seeming to gently vibrate the air with its rich timbre. “I think our little man deserves a bit more of a rest, don’t you think?”

“I know, I know,” sighed Kristina, rolling her eyes and nodding, “I was just kidding, heheh…I knew it’d make him quiver a little.”

“I mean,yeah, because we really wrung you out there, didn’t we Aaron?” Courtney persisted, shaking her head slowly down at him, sending her long, luxurious brown curls swaying to and fro beside her gorgeous face. Aaron could feel her dark brown eyes penetrating him and eating his little naked body up, even though they lacked that rapacious fire that had been there a few hours before. Even though Kristina was thicker and wider around the waist area than Courtney, her superior height meant that Aaron could see that her purple dress was (like the other girls’) too small for her, and riding up on the large, sexy pillars of her upper thighs. The 4-inch black platforms that Courtney was sporting made her an astonishing 7’4, and as she stepped forward, in between the other two, and loomed over him with regal authority, Aaron saw that he was staring straight into the middle of Courtney’s stomach. His wishes had come true – she was utterly enormous compared to him, and made him feel the rush of a searingly submissive burst of lust: he felt like a child standing before her now.

“You’re looking a little uneasy on your feet there, darling,” Courtney purred down at him. “Here, why don’t we get you more comfortable, hmmm?”

Without bothering to wait for a response, she deftly swooped down, scooping Aaron up in her arms and holding him to her warm bosom. Aaron’s vision went dark for a few seconds, and suddenly all he could hear and feel was the powerful, rhythmic drum of Courtney’s heartbeat. He wasn’t able to avoid thinking about how powerful her heart muscle was, and how much bigger its job was than that of his own heart…pumping all her blood throughout that enormous body. But in a matter of seconds, he was back in the light again – Courtney had sat down on the sofa, cradling his body in her lap as she palmed the back of his head with her gigantic hand. Aaron felt his already-erect cock get harder still, at the sensation of Courntey’s huge fingers gently massaging his scalp sent electric pinges of arousal surging through his body.

“There we go, why don’t you just relax, Aaron?” Courtney spoke gently down to him. “We’ve certainly had our way with you all morning…gotta tone it down every once in a while to let you rest, right?”

“Otherwise, I think we’d literally end up sucking your life out through that precious little cock of yours,” added Cassie sweetly, who had bounded onto the sofa next to Courtney, and was now drawing her manicured nails softly down Aaron’s tiny bare legs. “And that would make us sooooo sad!”

“Even if it’d be sort of hot, in a messed-up kinda way,” chuckled Kristina. Unlike Cassie, she had not joined Courtney on the sofa. Instead, she was standing in between the sofa and the TV, with her hands on her hips.

“Ignore her, baby,” whispered Cassie into Aaron’s ear, though loudly enough for Kristina to hear, “You know how she gets a kick out of freaking you out.”

“Ignore me!? Haha, good luck with that!” Kristina scoffed, picking up Aaron’s remote. “What music you got on here, Aaron? I’m in the mood for some rap...gotta get some Biggie up in here.”

While Courtney and Cassie continued caressing and petting Aaron’s body with their huge fingers, Kristina proceeded to put on an impromptu “twerk show,” throwing her gigantic ass up and down, back and forth, and every other direction to the beat of the music as Aaron helplessly watched.

“God, look at her go!” murmured Cassie in his ear, “Just look at that gigantic ass…I mean, good lord Aaron…I think Kristina’s ass alone might weigh about as much as you do now!”

“Y-yeah…” he replied weakly, feeling a wet flutter against one of his ears, “Yeah…it…it might…” Courtney had bent down, still massaging his scalp with her huge hand, and had begun to tongue his earlobe, fluttering her tongue against it softly, and occasionally taking the whole lobe in her mouth and smacking on it gently.

*Mmmmwwathhhh* *Mllllllgllthhhhh* *Mmmmggglllthhhh*

“She’s right, you know,” Courtney whispered softly, in between licks and flutters, “Look at your little body, Aaron…”

“Look at your arms and legs,” Cassie pursued, running her big hands over them as she spoke to emphasize how small they were in comparison.

“Your narrow waist,” Courtney whispered, “Mmmmm, no hips to speak of…”

“Your cute little chest,” Cassie kept on, splaying her hand out against it. Aaron could see that Cassie’s hand covered well over half his entire chest…maybe two-thirds…the *smacksmacksmcack* of Courtney’s tongue and lips at his ear…Kristina’s enormous, sexy ass bouncing along to the rap music that crazily accentuated the sexiness of her movements…he felt himself beginning to tighten up all over again, as his cock strained at the air.

“We know you’ve already given us soooooo much today,” Courtney cooed in his ear, “But maybe just…just a liiiiitle bit more, Aaron?”

“Just a tiiiiiny little taste more, Aaron?” begged Cassie, who was now bearing down on him, staring down into his flushed face as she continued to gently caress his body with her hands. “We know you want to give us more, Aaron…and we believe in you. You’re our precious little cumster! Come on, Aaron…I don’t even have to touch your cock…I know you can squirt it out for me.”

“Come on…” whispered Courtney, her tongue speeding up in his ear. Cassie bent down and took charge of his other ear, lightly fluttering her tongue against it as she and Courtney continued trading whispered commands in his ear:

“Come on…”

“Come on…”

“Come onnnnn…”

“Come on…”

“Oooooo yeah, he’s shakin’ now,” laughed Kristina, peeking around from behind her twerking ass. “Come on, girls, faster…faster!”

*ShhhhLLLLOOOOP*

All at once, both Courtney and Cassie swallowed Aaron’s ears, thrusting their tongues deep inside as their mouths engulfed him. Unlike before, their movements were slow and gentle, without any of the desperate insanity that had previously marked their behavior. But it didn’t matter to Aaron…in a way, what they were doing now was even hotter, and more irresistible. His body spasmed and he came with violent force, a thin line of cum squirting straight up from his exhausted cock. Cassie reached out and caught it in her hand, and had licked it all up before either of the other two could react.

“Haha I’m the lucky one this time!” she laughed, flashing a crooked smile down at Aaron. But he didn’t hear her – he had passed out all over again.

“Alright now we reeeeally need to give him a break,” Courtney chuckled, draping his unconscious body around her shoulder as she patted him lovingly on the back. “Otherwise his little heart’s gonna give out.”

Over the next few days, Aaron gradually recovered from that unprecedented milking he had been subjected to. Per his wishes, the girls were not nearly as ravenous as they had been before, but that didn’t stop them from coming to his apartment every day, spending hours hanging out, and making him cum at least once or twice in the process. The movie they had been working on had temporarily halted production, and so all four of them could spend most of their time together. Aaron couldn’t help but feel like he had hit the sweet-spot in his wishes, and spent nearly every minute of every day in a kind of slow, lustful reverie, delighting in the near-constant stream of gentle humiliation and size comparisons that the girls couldn’t get enough of. For the moment, it seemed, every desire of his had been fulfilled. His past life, one defined by terrible dissatisfaction at being captive to an unfulfillable fetish, seemed like a distant bad dream, one that dissolved more and more with each passing day.

And yet…after about a week or so of all this, Aaron found that his mind kept returning back to the diary. One thought rose up above all the others:

‘You could make them even bigger…’

At first, Aaron tried to dismiss this nagging voice. He was perfectly happy, after all! His wildest fantasies had come true! His three hot friends had all gotten ten times hotter, and they all totally towered over him, AND they all wanted his cock! What more could he possibly want!? Surely any more wishing would simply dilute the profane pleasures he had already attained, and make them seem pedestrian and commonplace.

‘That’s bullshit,’ whispered the voice in his head. ‘You know that’s bullshit…and you knowwww that your wildest fantasies have NOT come true yet. They’re still waiting to be fulfilled…just waiting…waiting…that diary’s getting dusty under that night stand…are you seriously going to let something that powerful just…sit there!?’

The more Aaron tried to ignore this voice in his brain, the more prominent it became. Soon, he found himself wondering exactly what it would look like if all of the girls were over 7 feet tall, and around 300 pounds of insane, vigorous curves. He had been outside a few times, and hadn’t really noticed the women around him being that much taller…but what if he wished all the women in the city were…3 inches taller? He’d notice that, wouldn’t he?

‘I can’t…I can’t…’ Aaron tried to protest to himself. ‘I...I have enough already. I don’t want to…to abuse this power.’

‘But you’re abusing it by not using it,’ retorted the voice in his head.

Aaron briefly considered trying to wish for something unrelated to his sexual fantasies, but he found that, whenever he was all geared up to write the wish down, he held back. He was terrified of somehow messing up the arrangement – what if the diary stopped working when he wished for something that…wasn’t allowed, or that was too much of a stretch, like world peace or something like that? And of course, he couldn’t work up the guts to wish for “infinite knowledge” or anything of that sort.

‘I can barely handle a triple blowjob without having a heart attack,’ Aaron told himself, shaking his head ruefully. ‘There’s no way I could handle anything like that.’

But if the girls were just…juuuuuuust…a little bigger, maybe…

Two weeks later, Aaron was standing in his living room, his back to the wall, with his eyes closed. Electric anticipation was coursing through him, tempting him to peek. He shifted slightly in his bare feet, his shorts and t-shirt hanging loosely against his body.

“Hey!” came Kristina’s playfully imperious voice from somewhere above, “No peeking!”

“I-I’m not!” replied Aaron truthfully.

“Okaaaaay, well…you looked like you were about to there, for a second,” she quipped with a little chuckle.

“Shhhh, quiet!” whispered Courtney.

“Your voice is gonna give away where you are!” Cassie added. “Come on, let’s re-arrange ourselves again, so he won’t have any clues!”

Aaron felt the floor shaking and bowing under him as the three girls moved around in front of him. He could feel the heat from their bodies against his face and neck. His cock was so hard it was almost painful – the girls had been out shopping for new clothes all morning, and he hadn’t seen them, since…well, since he had written in his diary the previous night. Courtney had texted him his instructions before they arrived later the next morning: right before they came into his apartment, he was to stand with his back to the wall with his eyes closed, and when they told him to open them, he could only stare straight forward…he wasn’t allowed to stare up or down at all.

“Your challenge,” Courtney had written, tongue-in-cheek in her text, “is to guess the order we’re standing in, just by looking at our butts!”

“OPEN!” cried all three girls at once, jolting Aaron back into the present. He immediately obeyed, opening his eyes and staring straight forward into three of the fattest asses he had ever seen. He had to blink a few times just to take in the shock of what he was actually seeing. It didn’t matter that he had wished it all, gradually, over the past two weeks. Every time he saw them, he felt like he was drinking them in for the first time.

But this…this time was different. His eyes darted left and right, from ass to ass to ass. All three of them were wearing the tightest jean shorts imaginable, and Aaron was desperate to discover that he actually had to look slightly UP at their back pockets! From far above, he heard the girls all giggling together, and suddenly, the asses started bouncing teasingly up and down, up and down, spanning the panorama of his vision. Wherever he looked, all he could see was jean-wrapped jiggling ass flesh. He almost came without a second thought, but he forced himself to hold his orgasm at bay. He had been getting rather good at that lately, even though he always lost in the end.

“Uh….u-uh…” he stammered, causing the three girls to erupt into intensified quiet fits of giggling. He felt like he was going cross-eyed.

‘Each ass weighs about as much as you do,’ whispered a voice in his head.

But even in the midst of such a distracting display of high-powered twerking, Aaron tried to gather himself and at least try and guess. One of the asses was definitely higher than the others…by a few inches at least…that was probably Courtney’s, since he had wished that she was…well, wait, no, Cassie or Kristina could be wearing heels to trick him. With his breath coming increasingly in labored gasps, he stared straight forward into the middle ass. He had to study it hard, but after a few moments, he concluded that it was a little bigger and fatter than the others. Plus, the way it was moving, it just looked like…like –

“K-Kristina is…th-the one in the middle,” he squeaked out. Immediately, the girls all went “Aaaaaaawwwww!!” and the middle ass started twerking with even more tenacity, backing into him, smushing him into the wall, and lifting him a few inches up off the ground as it sent his body gyrating left and right, up and down, with each mighty undulation of its cheek.

“Damn!” laughed Kristina, glancing way down at him as she ground his body playfully into the wall. “You sure you didn’t peek?”

“N-no, I…I promise I didn’t!” replied Aaron as best he could.

“Huh…guess you’re getting to know my ass pretty well, then,” Kristina laughed, letting him back off his feet and stepping away from the other two and collapsing down into a lounging position next to him. Even sitting on the floor like this, the top of Kristina’s blond head reached the middle of Aaron’s chest. “Well then, let’s see if you can guess the other two. Girls, be quiet! Make it hard for him!”

Aaron again stared forward into the remaining two asses, which were still twerking and gyrating in their own unique ways. Size-wise, both of these butts were almost exactly the same. The taller one might have been a little bit bigger, maybe…? Aaron almost blurted out that the tallest one was Courtney’s, but he stopped himself. A strange, thrilling, unbelievably erotic thought had just entered into his mind. Over the past two weeks, and especially over the past few days, he had become more and more familiar with the asses and legs of the three girls, since, after all, he was seeing them up close more and more often. Now, finally, their butts were face-height with him, and, well…even if he was allowed to look up, at this size, it was hard for him to actually see their faces, especially when he was standing this close to them. Their huge breasts inevitably got in the way. And even if he stood back to get a better view, their faces had started to seem so far away. The huge, wide-eyed face of Kristina next to him was an exception, and even that was so overwhelming that he had a hard time looking her directly in the face without quickly looking away. She was just so much…bigger than him…MORE than him.

But now that they were this much bigger than him, the erotic thought had crashed his mind: he was going to start recognizing Kristina and Cassie and Courtney not by their faces, but by their asses…by their legs…by those parts of their bodies he could see most clearly. In a way, it was like they had become so superior to him that he could no longer handle them face-to-face. He could only interact face-to-ass, and already, his brain had started picking up on the peculiarities and idiosyncrasies of their lower halves.

‘One of them is clapping her cheeks by bouncing up and down on her toes,’ he thought, ‘Something Cassie would do…and look at how her ass flesh kind of twitches and flutters there at the top, when she’s twerking it…it’s kind of fun and dirty and…playful…oh and look, she’s got a couple hair bands in her pocket – doesn’t Cassie do that?’

He balanced these thoughts with his musings about the other ass in front of him.

‘Now this one, it’s…it’s moving slower, more purposefully…look at how the cheeks are, like, luxuriously bouncing up and down…it’s almost like water, slow, steady, purposefully…god it’s so sexy…I know Courtney’s tallest, but it would be just like Cassie to wear heels and try and throw me off.’

“C-Cassie is…th-this one,” Aaron stuttered, putting his tiny finger on the giant, gyrating behemoth slightly above his eyes (and he felt the heat as his finger touched it), “And th-this one’s…Courtney.”

“Ahaaaaa!” laughed the girls. Kristina laughed and clapped, throwing her hands up high from her sitting position (higher than Aaron could lift his arms). The other two turned around and gifting him with a view of their crotches, with Courtney’s jeans button slightly above his eyes, and Cassie’s a while 6 inches above.

“Three for three, little guy!” laughed Courtney tenderly, taking a step back so she could see him clearly and putting her hands on her thick hips.

“We thought we’d trick you!” laughed Cassie, doing the same, and lifting her huge leg up to reveal that she was wearing a pair of tall black platform heels. “Since Courtney’s the tallest and usually wears the tallest heels – how’d you tell!?”

“I…I c-could…I could just…tell,” replied Aaron lamely, but truthfully.

“See what I told you?” Kristina chuckled, reaching up and scruffing up Aaron’s hair with her huge hand, “He’s getting to know our asses reeeeeally well, since it’s all he sees, haha!”

“Wanna know how tall I am in these babies?” asked Cassie, cracking a sexy smile as she struck a one-legged side-pose, “These are 6-inch heels, so…”

Aaron knew that he was cheating, since Cassie had no idea he knew perfectly well how tall she was…but even still, the answer took a little time in coming out. She just looked so stunning and majestic, standing there in those tight jeans, and her bright yellow crop top (which he couldn’t even see before).

“Y-you’re…you’re 8’7…in those heels,” he breathed. Saying it out loud was surreal – was this actually still real life!?

“Woooaaah!” laughed Cassie, her eyebrows going up as she turned to face him head-on. “Impressive!”

“We’ve got a little measurement savant here,” Kristina chuckled, rising back up and joining Courtney in flanking Cassie. “How about us, little Aaron? How tall are we?”

“W-Well, um…s-since…since you’re both barefoot…” Aaron began, and he spent a few seconds pretending to gauge their heights. It wasn’t lost on him that all three of them were grinning down, not at his face, but at his obviously-erect cock that was pushing through his shorts. He was wearing the smallest pair he had found in his bedroom, but at 4’10, even these old middle school shorts were baggy everywhere except the groin area.

“Kristina is…you’re 7’10,” Aaron began, “And, and Courtney, you’re…you’re…”

Courtney leaned forward, her eyebrows going up in gentle expectation. Aaron’s breath had caught in his chest. She was in her bare feet, and she was still almost as tall as Cassie in those heels.

“You’re 8’4.”

The girls all grinned from ear to ear, looking at each other.

“Goodness, little guy,” Courtney almost whispered as she stared down at him with wistful arousal, “You really are good at this, aren’t you?”

“How much do we weigh?” blurted out Kristina, as a new challenge.

“Uhh…” replied Aaron, realizing that he didn’t quite know anymore. But he was so distracted by the three huge, powerful pairs of legs in front of him, complete with their curvy hips slightly above his eyes, that his mind finally went blank.

“Oh come on,” chuckled Cassie, “Enough of this game – obviously our little man won this one, haha. Suffice it to say we all weigh well over 300 pounds.”

“Alright so…” Courtney began, suddenly clapping her hands. “I’m getting hungry for lunch already. Let’s take him!”

“T-Take me…where?” asked Aaron. His heart had started fluttering with excitement. He had finally broken down and wished all women in the city were 3 inches taller and 10 pounds heavier the night before.

Cassie arched her back and bent down at the waist, her giant, gorgeous face descending down towards Aaron from the sky. He felt like he was speaking to the sun itself.

“We figured we’ve all been playing with you too long in your tiny little apartment,” she said down to him sweetly, “How we’ve tolerated these low ceilings and miniature rooms, haha, we’ll never know. But not today, little guy – we’re gonna take you out for a picnic!”