11/15/20XX
As my vivid dreams are becoming more constant I think I’m just going to start off with them right away. To avoid confusion I will be italicizing all dream sections. I think I’m also going to dramatize them a little, as in write them like a mini short story.
I blinked in the bright light as I woke. The last thing I could remember was being jumped on my way home and hit over the head. Out of the light a man approached me.
“So,” He said, his voice deep and menacing. “You are the partner of the so-called ‘Amazon Queen.’ I suppose we shall soon see if she is worthy of such a title.” He turned around to face a series of monitors, clasping his hands behind his back. I noticed a football sized object clipped to the back of his jacket.
“You’re gonna regret this.” I said calmly, my head finally clearing. “Max doesn’t take kindly to her toys being kept from her. She gets….pent up.” The man scoffed without turning around.
“Let her throw her little tantrum. We have enough firepower at this base to start and end World War Three. She will prove of little consequence.”
“Your funeral.” I muttered and turned my attention to the monitors. Already I could see Max approaching. Her eight and a half foot frame moved with purpose. Her arms and legs were bulging with taught muscle and her six foot dick preceded her proudly. We both looked on as she approached the outer perimeter of the base.
Suddenly she was obscured by a massive explosion.
“She’s entered the minefield.” The man smirked. I rolled my eyes. Sure enough, the smoke cleared and Max continued her advance. There were several more detonations, they were so powerful that even from our presumably underground location the ground shook and the lights flickered. Max was unperturbed and walked on, dusting off her shoulder as she went. The man spoke into a radio on his shoulder and readjusted his tie. I desperately wished I could see things from Max’s perspective and suddenly I could. It was as if her eyes were my own.
She approached the second defensive line, a series of tank trenches and foxholes spread before here. All at once they opened fire. Heavy machine guns spat hundreds of red hot shells and a company of tanks unleashed a barrage of cannon fire. The gun fire reached her first, the rounds bouncing harmlessly off her skin. Even her large breasts barely registered their impact. Five tank rounds hit here simultaneously. The hardened kinetic penetrators were capable of piercing nearly two feet of armored steel but against Max they may as well have been paper airplanes.
The gunfire began to drop off as She approached the first of the trench lines. Many of the soldiers were scrambling, in the direction of their own allies' fire, to get away. As Max crossed the first trench with one wide step she looked down to see a soldier cowering beneath her. She flashed him an innocent smile and went on her way.
The next obstacle before her was a line of Main Battle tanks. These 70 ton behmonths were the ultimate power on the battlefield. Or at least they were, before Max showed up. She walked right up to one of the tanks, which raised its 120mm cannon to point at her stomach. The round exited the barrel at over 3 times the speed of sound. Max raised an eyebrow and flexed her abs, they were blackened slightly by the gunpowder residue but otherwise completely unaffected. She placed one foot on the hull of the tank and leaned forward. The super hardened composite armor creaked and groaned and the front suspension gave almost immediately. The tank must have tried to back away because a plume of black smoke rose from the engine. But the pressure Max was putting on the front suspension was so great that the tracks just couldn't move. There was a *CRACK* and a *BANG* as the treads flew appart under the combined stress of the engine and Max’s foot and the engine sputtered and fell silent. The crew began scrambling out of the tank and running for their lives. All except the commander who, in a final act of defiance, manned the 50. Caliber turret and began blasting away. Max sighed and lifted her foot off the tank. With both hands she leaned forward and lifted the vehicle off the ground. She was now holding the whole tank in bear hug. The commander was still firing as Max began compressing the tank. Too late the man realized what she was doing. Max reduced the once massive armored vehicle to a ball that could fit in her closed fist.
She juggled the 70 ton sphere as she continued moving towards the base. The rest of the tanks had managed to retreat but were still taking pot shots from a distance. One round glazed off of her deltoids.
“This is getting really old.” Max huffed. She bounced the ball in her hand a couple times and then, with a casual underhanded toss, threw it at one of the retreating tanks. The ball rocketed through the air at more than twice the speed of the tank’s own rounds and impacted the side of the retreating vehicle with tremendous force. The tank bowed like it was made of rubber and flew back, impacting the vehicle behind it. Both tanks careened along the ground for a full mile before coming to a stop in a crumpled heap. No one shot at her after that.
But the obstacles weren’t over. As She approached the base Max simply walked through the outer concrete wall. Her dick went first, plowing through the material like it was a sand castle. Max paused briefly and placed her hands on her hips as she surveyed the base. Around her, soldiers were running frantically to find an escape route. Trunks and cars fled from her advance with little regard for their own men. Max ignored all this and focused on a heavily reinforced building on the far end of the complex. With a mighty jump she crossed the several hundred feet to the structure in one go.
The door was nearly five feet thick of high carbon armored steel. Not even the tanks she’d sent running could have blasted through this door. But she wasn’t intimidated. She braced herself against the frame and used her hips to press her dick into the metal. It groaned like a sinking battleship but it had no choice but to give in. Once her dick penetrated it sunk through the rest of steel like it was butter. Now all the way through, Max stood back, ripping the door from its hinges. It hung on her cock, a giant slab of wasted metal. She whipped her hips to one side and sent the door flying across the base, it landed half a mile later crushing a fleeing truck. As Max ducked through the doorway I returned to my own perspective.
The man was now pacing back and forth, swearing to himself in a language I couldn’t understand. He kept this up until there was *CLANG* from the door. We both looked towards the sound, anticipating the follow up. We were not disappointed. With an even lounder *BANG* the door flew off its hinges and crashed into the opposing wall, stuck like a throwing knife. A massive foot lowered and Max entered the room.
“There you are babe! I’ve been looking all over!” Max said, jauntily. I smiled and tried my best to wave from my restraints.
“I’m glad you found the place okay! The trip can be a bit rough.”
“Eh, I’ve had worse.” Max shrugged as she started making her way over to me. The man, who until previously had been stunned in the corner of the room, finally stepped forward.
“Stop right there! You’ve fallen right into my tra-” He was cut off as when he tried to place himself between Max and I. All he managed to do was bounce off her tree trunk thighs. Max didn’t even notice and with one hand, ripped my restraints and picked me up. We kissed briefly and then turned to face the man.
“Were you saying something?” Max said innocently. The man stood shakily, clutching his bleeding nose.
“I was saying….” He reached behind his back and unclipped the football shaped object. “That you’ve fallen into my trap! This is a miniature nuclear warhead, equivalent to 10 megatons of TNT! Not even you will survive such a blast! And I will go down in history as the man who sacrificed himself to slay the Amazon Queen! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Both Max and I looked down at the cackling man, unimpressed.
“Are you done?” Max asked flatly. “Cause I really need to get off and you’re starting to get in the way of that.” The man stopped laughing and looked over at Max and I.
“Have it your way.” He pressed a button on the bomb. “Your death approaches in 5 seconds!” he began laughing again. Max just sighed heavily.
“Uuuuuuuugh, you people are the worst!” She reached out with one hand and grabbed the Bomb, with the man’s hand still gripping it. Her fist swallowed both.
“W-wait, what are….you can’t possibly expe-” Once again the man was cut off. This time by a muffled, *puff*. When Max opened her fist the bomb and the man’s hand were gone. She shook her palm briefly to clear the small amount of smoke and then turned her attention to me. The man looked at his melted stump and fainted.
“Now,” Max growled, her voice low and sultry. “You have a job to do!”
“Yes ma’am!” I replied eagerly. Max turned me around and lifted me up to reach the head of her penis. She gently pressed into my ass and somehow my body accepted her girth. She began pumping slowly, her massive cock reaching all the way through my intestines, I could feel it as if it were in the back of my throat. I don’t know how it didn’t kill me but it didn’t, there was no pain, only pleasure.
“Babe, I’m almost there!” Max panted breathily. “Hold on!” She quickly pulled out of me and hugged me tightly to her chest as she came. Her moans shook the foundations of the building, even more so than the mines. White, hot cum erupted from her throbbing cock and began coating the walls and floors. By the time she was done the room was filled nearly to the ceiling. Max held my head above the ocean of cum and kissed me passionately.
“Good job, little man!”
I woke to hear Max moan beside me and for a moment I was unable to separate it from the dream I’d just had. I looked over to see her body shudder and then expand slowly. It was as if her whole body had taken a deep breath and then never let it out. Still groggy from sleep, I wasn’t sure if what I saw was real or not. Max rolled over and blinked sleepily.
“Hey baby, good morning.” She whispered in her husky morning voice.
“Good….morning.” I replied, not sure if I should bring up what I just saw. She leaned forward and kissed me lightly before getting up to get dressed.
Max was in good spirits as we went about our morning routines. She carried me down the stairs to meet Jenna in the kitchen.
“Even when I get up early you’re still up before me!” Max teased as she walked behind Jenna to get to the fridge.
“Yeah I get up….pretty early….” Jenna paused, looking Max over. “Did you grow last night?” She asked the question I couldn’t. Max stood up from rummaging through the fridge and turned around.
“I don’t think so, I-” She was cut off by her body surging several inches higher. I felt her arms expand around me as she held me. All three of us exchanged glances. Max squealed happily and sprinted to the basement. Jenna followed quickly behind.
When we reached the measuring wall Max was already bouncing up and down impatiently.
“Measure me! Measure me! Come on! I want to see if I broke the record!” Jenna hurried forward and stood on her tiptoes.
“I….can’t you’re too tall I can’t see the number.” This was no mean feat as Jenna was 7’8” by this point.
“I got it.” I said and started climbing up Max’s body. I balanced on her right breast and could just see over her head. “You are….9 feet and….6 inches tall. Babe you did it! You’re the tallest human on record! By like, 7 inches!” Max squealed again and spurted up a yet more. “Make that….a whole foot.” I corrected.
“I’m 9 foot 11?” Max shouted.
“Yup. On the dot.” I confirmed. Max clapped her hands giddily. Jenna crossed her arms and smiled up at Max.
“Way to make a girl feel small Max, geeze.” She joked, her head several inches below Max’s shoulders.
“We’re still not done!” Max giggled, pointing to her surging cock. I gave Jenna a helpless look and she laughed.
“I got this one Trev, don’t worry.” She found the measuring tape and stretched it alongside Max’s cock. It was nearly as long as her entire arm span.
“Looks like….72 inches. Jesus christ that’s over 6 feet. Max your dick is longer than most men!”
“And my balls?” Max asked sweetly. Jenna looked down at Max’s engorged testicles.
“I dunno, easily the size of like, large exercise balls. I think Trevor could fit inside one without even curling up.” I gulped, the image of myself being carried inside Max’s testicles playing through my mind.
“That’s not a bad idea….” Max whispered.
“What.” I sputtered, caught off guard. Max slid her back down the wall until she was sitting. She then lifted me from her shoulders and placed me on her crotch with her dick towering in front of me and her balls supporting me from behind. Sure enough each of her testicles was easily larger than my own body and as I leaned backwards they jiggled and sloshed under my diminutive weight.
“Comfy?” Max teased.
“Oh yeah, real comfy.” I chuckled. Jenna and Max laughed. With both girls growing again I was sure that I was going to find myself in situations like this more and more often.
Max’s Stats.
Height: 9’11”
Weight: 823 Lbs
Penis Size: ?? flaccid, 72” erect.
Testicle Size: Large exercise ball.
Jenna’s Stats.
Height: 7’8”
Weight: 263 Lbs
Penise Size: 14” flaccid, 24” erect.
Testicle Size: Melon.
Trevor’s Stats.
Height: 3’1”
Weight: 30 Lbs
Penis Size: <1’ flaccid, 3” erect.
Testicle Size: ping pong ball.