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Jessica sat down in Monica’s modest apartment. The couch sat straight on the floor due to past hyper events that had broken the legs off the poor piece of furniture. There was a definite sag in the cushions where Jessica sat. Her legs crossed straight ahead of her, as her six foot five inch frame didn’t adapt well to the shortened couch.
“I’m telling you! It was glorious! I was twenty feet tall, and my cock, balls and tits were way oversized. Oh, my ass too! I split that police car wide open, then smashed it flat with my cock. I’ve never come that much at one time. I swear there were hundreds of gallons!”
Jessica was rubbing her aroused nipples through her tight t-shirt as she remembered the event from a few days ago.
“Gawd!” Monica sat, sipping her coffee, staring at her friend. “I wish I was there! That sounds amazing!” Monica’s pants were tenting in front of her. She was squirming to get comfortable, but was clearly turned on.
Monica was a lot smaller than Jessica, but also a true beauty. She stood five feet eleven inches, with long, straight dark hair than hung just past her shoulder blades. Her muscles were toned, but not in the body-builder way that Jessica was. Her most obvious features were her breasts. They looked to be surgically enhanced, although those in the know knew better. Hypers had no need for augmentation. They were augmentation. Her ass was high and tight. In short, Jessica was a goddess to most women, and all men.
They had been friends since high school, where they had found themselves together in the “special” gym class, due to their being revealed as hyper futanari. It demanded a different gym regime, and it demanded that the other young men and women kept their distance as they sweated and worked — others had a hard time controlling their teen urges around hyper futas. There were only four in the class, and they’d all got along.
After high school, two had moved to other cities to get jobs, but Jessica and Monica stayed in their original city, and stayed friends.
“Woah, slow down there. I don’t want to be cleaning cum off everything I own!” Monica motioned for Jessica to stop teasing her nipples. It wasn’t like it hadn’t happened before. The couch’s missing legs attested to that. Both smiled wryly, thinking of past fun that they’d had together.
Both of the hypers had learned to grow relatively recently. It was a feature that they’d only recently read about, and were experimenting with.
“So you chose three foods to trigger your growth? That’s great!” Monica asked.
Jessica smiled at the memory. “I had tried a little bit of each, after the reprogramming. And they worked!” She readjusted on the couch to give her cock more room in her jeans as she remembered the events. “Then, I took some of each with me in my purse when I got arrested. I hadn’t thought that one through — eating and drinking while I was cuffed. Still, I managed, and the growth was exactly what I’d hoped for! Maybe more!”
“What was the reprogramming like?” Monica was leaning forward intently, listening. Her round tits mashed into her yoga pants tent in front of her, but her eyes were laser focused on what Jessica was saying.
“Come on, I’ll show you. It only takes an hour, and it’s sooo worth it!” Jessica fished a flash drive from her purse and struggled to stand. “Someday I’ll make some money and replace your couch. I promise!” Jessica said. They both laughed at that.
They moved to Monica’s laptop work area, in front of the large bay window overlooking the apartment complex’s quad area. Jessica popped the drive in the slot. It took a second, then a new icon appeared on the desktop.
“First, you need to choose your three triggers. I chose easy foods, so they can be found anywhere, like a gas station or convenience store. What do you want for your triggers?”
Monica shook her head. “I don’t really know. You chose banana for cock size, milk for breast size and chocolate for ass size. Together, they combine to give overall growth. Did I get that right?”
Jessica smiled and nodded. “You got it!” She stood behind Monica who sat in the office chair, ready to execute the program.
“And it’s safe?” Monica asked?
Jessica laughed. “I wouldn’t say ‘safe’! In my lust I destroyed a cop car. But no ill effects to me. You stare at the screen, and some flashing patterns appear. You go into a trance, and before you know it, you’re back with me, and you feel like nothing has changed. But it has, it soooo has! I was worried when I tried it. I got it on the Dark Web from another Hyper, so I had no idea if it would work. But it did! I was worried I had been scammed, but they didn’t charge any money for it. It was just some hyper helping out others. I’ll have to go back someday and see if I can reconnect.”
Monica sat back in her chair, the top of her head brushing against the bottom of Jessica’s hanging tits. “Oh that feels good. Sets me in the mood. I think I’ll choose the same as you, so that we can combine on ingredients and share should we need gorukle escort to.”
Jessica smiled. “All right then! Smart thinking, girlfriend! You just double-click that icon there,” Jessica pointed, “and concentrate on the three ingredients, and the effects that you want when they are eaten.”
With that, Jessica went back to the couch, sat and flopped over. She closed her eyes after lying back.
Monica woke her up a while later. “Well, done. I hope it worked! I sooo hope it worked!”
Jessica opened her eyes to the bowling-ball-sized breasts that hovered in her face, and smiled again. “Oh we’ve got to try out your new body! Go put on clothes that you’ll never need again. Because they won’t survive what we’re going to get up to!”
They left the apartment with a ziplock bag each, containing spare clothes and shoes. They went to the corner store below the apartment block and purchased their supplies.
An hour later, the two had taken a rideshare to the edge of town. It was Saturday, so the industrial park where Monica worked was pretty much empty. There were several lab and production facility buildings three stories high and an eight-story tower with offices. They moved behind one of the lab buildings to the break area. Behind the break area was the river that ran through town. It, like the town, wasn’t that big, but it was fast enough that you wouldn’t swim in it in the main channel.
The sun shone perfectly for a May afternoon. It wasn’t too hot yet, and there was a pleasant breeze. The two sat at a picnic table behind the building, where workers would take their breaks. Jessica unloaded her purse. She set two double-packs of pure chocolate down, and a half-dozen bananas. Monica took the two gallon-sized jugs of milk from the plastic shopping bags and put them on the table. Next, each took out a change of clothes and placed them on the table.
“Do I have to destroy what I’m wearing? Can’t I just take it off now?” Monica asked.
“Oh, you’re going to love the feeling you have, the power! Leave them on!” Jessica smiled sagely. Monica smiled back nervously. Jessica reached over and took her friends’ hands. “Don’t worry, you’re going to love this!”
Jessica leaned forward and lightly kissed her friend’s lips. She could feel Monica slightly tremble. “So what do you want to start with?”
Without hesitating, Monica reached forward and twisted the top off one of the gallon jugs of milk. She hefted it up, and started to drink. Jessica grinned and did the same. They stopped half way through the jugs.
“Okay, now wait for this!” Jessica said. The gurgling in their stomachs started a minute later. “Oh, I feel something!” Monica said. She leaned back on her wooden bench and stared down at her v-neck green t-shirt. Her cleavage was already impressive, but she was hoping for more.
Her eyes were playing tricks on her. She was sure of it. Could it really be true? Her cleavage started to grow longer. Her nipples stood to attention like she’d been thrown into a cold lake. The t-shirt immediately started to stretch out. She looked over at Jessica, who’s torpedo tits were rounding out in their bra, pushing out the now tighter t-shirt. The words “Wish you were in here?” in silver, with an arrow pointing between her breasts were starting to deform and stretch.
“Yeah, oh, OH, that’s good!” Jessica moaned in a low growl. Monica’s eyes widened when she saw muffin-top pushing out the now-distorted neck of Jessica’s shirt. Monica’s mouth squeaked when the first sound of distressed cloth started tearing. What a sound!
Monica’s tits were impressive to begin with. Now, they were pancaked against her, her bra mashing up her expanding breasts. She too had muffin-top pushing out the top of the v-neck. “Oh, it’s getting tight!”
Jessica laughed. “Breathe in and stretch back your shoulders!” She did the same as she instructed, and the tearing sound was instantaneous. Her t-shirt rode up so that the bottom was now just exposing her under-boob, and the bra clasp in the front popped and disintegrated under the strain.
Monica loved what she saw. She did the same, thinking that the clothes would tie her up like restraints, but with her size came extra strength. She thrust her chest out and the front of her shirt ripped open from the point of the vee down. The bra cracked and split apart, spilling her tits out in front of her.
By now, Monica’s tits were easily double what they’d started at. Her nipples were nearly two inches long and just as wide. She reached forward to play with them, and the first pinch sent a small squirt of milk across the table at Jessica. “Oh my gawd! That’s amazing! I’ve never felt that before. I’ve never seen that before!”
Jessica’s tits had ripped clear of her clothing and she’d thrown the remnants of the shirt and bra off to the side. Both women were still growing. Their tits, now heavier, sagged slightly to the surface of the table, and met in the middle.
“Oh now that is a sight!” Jessica growled. She reached bursa görükle escort over and took one of the chocolate candy bars. Monica saw her and did the same. “Don’t even unwrap it,” Jessica instructed. She inserted the bar into her mouth like she was deep throating it. She swallowed it whole.
Monica tried to do the same. She got it half way down, but her teeth closed and she swallowed the first half. She inserted the second half and swallowed again.
“I thought you’d gobble the whole thing!” Jessica said. “I remember you with Tyrone after the basketball championships back …!” Monica’s stomachs both bubbled, rumbled and growled as they sat.
Both women had immense hard-ons. Both were well over eight inches, and strained the fronts of their pants. They had telltale wet marks at the front of the cloth tents, a little pre-cum soaking through.
The first indication of a change to Monica came when she heard more ripping. She glanced down at her side to see her yoga pants stretched to the maximum and starting to pull apart at the side seam. She looked back to see her ass was getting huge, like two perfect balls inflating in a tight bag.
The wood groaned on Jessica’s side of the table and the bench gave way, splintering in two. Jessica’s jeans had split apart and were just rags around her. Then her belly expanded with her ass and the button popped, the zipper unraveled and the legs simply disintegrated. Jessica was in heaven!
“Yeah! That’s what I want! Yeah! See what I mean. Splitting out of your clothes is such a rush!” Jessica said.
Monica moaned in pleasure as her own pants and underwear simply split and snapped under the immense pressure. The wood split and it spilled Monica onto the grass. Startled, her still growing tits wobbled and the tabletop groaned as the wood took the extra strain. They didn’t have a letter size for the immensity of either Monica’s or Jessica’s tits. They were massive, and massively oversized for their frames.
Monica reached for the remainder of the milk.
“Hold on. I have an idea! Grab the milk and the bananas and come with me.” Jessica tried to get out from under the table, but she was trapped. Monica was the same. In moments, their trashing had caused their tits to pound the surface of the table to split and buckle. In a minute of banging their tits on the wood, they were free, a pile of kindling was all that was left of the table.
They both stood, their tits swaying and their asses jiggling. Monica had hold of her swollen cock. “I’d cum right now if I didn’t think you had plans for us!”
“Oh yes! Yes I do! Follow me!”
They approached the back of the lab building. Both of the ladies now stood around nine feet tall, but their tits and asses were easily triple the size of what their frames would look to be proportional. They looked into the large lab area directly ahead. The building was a glass and steel structure, and the windows covered the exterior.
Jessica threw a punch at the window and it hit, reverberating the pane. She hit it again, and she punched a fist-sized hole through. The glass had been coated with plastic to ensure that it didn’t shatter in case of explosion. Another two hits broke out enough glass for Jessica to insert the front portion of her tits in the hole. Already, the hyper expansion had done their magic, and her skin was impervious to the cutting action of the glass. She shoved harder and her tits flopped inside the room.
Monica watched her friend, and pumped her cock slowly, unable to stop the excitement of her growing lust. She moved down to the next lab, then did the same, smashing a hole big enough to shove her tits in. They didn’t quite fit, but she shoved and they flowed their way in.
“Now, drink the rest of your milk and eat the first banana! Swallow it like the candy bar!” Jessica shouted over.
Jessica raised the jug and guzzled the milk. It drizzled down her mouth sides and dripped off her chin into her cleavage. She finished it, threw away the plastic jug, then, as instructed, swallowed the banana. It was easier now that she was so much taller.
It only took a moment before her stomach bounced and boiled. She would have thrown up were it not for her hyper strength holding her core together. The bubbling and growling settled down to that pleasure of anticipation. Another minute passed, and little happened. Monica looked over to Jessica, then a sudden feeling gripped her chest.
Monica looked down to see her tits expanding at an astounding rate. Milk leaked from each nipple in sharp squirts. The breasts themselves expanded and pushed the glass apart. The whole sheet separated from the wall and rained down shards onto the floor. Her tits pushed up against a built-in workbench, then just as quickly, the bench shattered. Her tits continued to expand and fill the space, and quickly started pushing up against the roof of the first floor.
Her whole body had grown now, and Monica realized that she was no longer stroking her cock, but a massive six-foot snake. It was massive, but not like her tits. Her ass provided a huge counterweight, ensuring she could still stand. Her tits were so big that they destroyed the light fixtures on the first floor, then pushed against the ceiling.
A sudden groan of metal and concrete foreshadowed her tits splitting through the roof of the first floor and into the second. Desks, computers and equipment rained down. More glass shattered.
Jessica had done the same. She had backed out of the building and stood beside Monica. Both were now twenty feet tall. Jessica backed out too and turned to Jessica. “That is sooo hawt!” She leaned in and throatily kissed Jessica. Monica’s cock flopped forward onto Jessica’s foot and drenched it with precum. Jessica pushed her massive udders apart to look down at her foot.
“Nice! I hope I don’t slip! I have an idea about those last bananas! Come on!”
Monica followed Jessica to the tower a hundred yards away. Their cocks were now nine feet long, hanging like elephant trunks in front of them. Their balls were the size of beachballs, the cum sloshing inside of them was clearly audible.
Jessica didn’t hesitate. She walked straight up to the high-rise and thrust her cock into the second floor of the building. Glass shattered and rained down below.
“I’ve got to fuck something! Like, NOW!” She said it then tilted her head back and easily swallowed the two bananas that she carried whole. She started to thrust in and out of the building. Inside, furniture was smashed to pieces as it was rammed against the interior walls.
Monica did the same as her mentor, but shoved her tits straight into the third floor first. She stood 35 feet tall and continued to grow. She didn’t bother to make holes first with her fists, just rammed her nipples forward, through the glass and into the space ahead. Within seconds she had blasted the floor away on fourth floor with her expanding tits. The feeling of breaking through was exquisite. Then she bucked her hips back and thrust her massive cock into the building. It blew through the second-floor window and demolished the furniture in front of it. She too started to thrust in and out of the building.
The feeling was quite extraordinary. Her balls slapped against the side of the building, each stroke pounding the structure with her two overly full wrecking balls of cum production. They left dents in the steel structure and the concrete and glass fell away in sheets.
Jessica looked over and groaned. “You are amazing Monica! I am so turned on!” Jessica rotated her hips and her cock swept out of the building, leaving a gash across the surface of the structure. Gallons of precum were dripping from the now nearly twenty-foot meat cylinder. She stood 40 feet tall and her torpedo tits trembled and wobbled in front of her. Like Monica, milk leaked from the tips in all directions.
“Oh, I want to try that too!” Jessica yelled.
Jessica turned back to the building, her cock arcing into the glass and steel ripping another gash. Jessica hefted her massive tits up and thrust her chest forward. The third-floor façade disintegrated as her breasts blasted into the space, taking out the floor between the third and fourth floor. She continued to retreat and thrust. Her tits expanded and the twin craters in the side of the building started to cascade debris across her nipples.
It wasn’t long before Monica could feel the beautiful pressure mount at the base of her cockhead. She was going to cum. “This is IT!!” she screamed. She couldn’t hold back, and her cock burst forth hundreds of gallons of pressurized cum. The interior walls were no match for the spray, and the front of the building became a cascade of cum out the gashes in the glass.
Jessica yelled a few moments after with something unintelligible and began to spurt her deluge into the building. The floor on the second level collapsed from the weight of the thick liquid, and cum burst out the lobby doors below in waves as both women emptied their massive balls.
Both pulled out of the building. Their cocks were still mostly rigid.
A police car and a fire engine rolled around the building straight towards them. Jessica waited until the two cops jumped out, pulled their guns and looked up at the building-sized women in front of them. Jessica stepped forward and stood on the car. It’s glass burst in all directions, and the structure flattened. All four tires blew out and sagged. The two cops didn’t fire their weapons. Instead, the holstered them and whipped out their cocks.
“Remember us?” one of them yelled. He smiled from ear to ear.
Jessica laughed! She’d destroyed two cop cars in as many weeks. She jerked her own cock several times, then launched a stream of cum over the two officers, burying them and their cruiser. It was the last she saw of them.
Monica looked down at the fire truck. The firemen had all exited and the musk from the cum pouring out of the building hit them. They all dropped their equipment and fumbled with their bunker coats. With their suspenders up, they all started jerking their own cocks, their pants hanging open in the front, zippers down. Monica was turned on. Seven men were all whacking themselves, all desiring her.
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