ã€ŠLife After Extreme Growth Spurtã€‹


 Chapter 1

    ¡°Argggh¡­ what is that smell?¡± slowly opening my eyes, I was assaulted by the blinding fluorescent lights and stench of antiseptic. Puzzled, I pushed myself right up with both my arms as support on the bed. But as I was halfway up, I could feel something tugging my right arm with a slight tingling sensation

    Not wanting to further irritatethe pain, I froze my movement and lowered my gaze toward my right arm and realized a tube was attached to my arm, connected to a bag filled with translucent liquid that was hooked on a stand.

    ¡°How the hell do I end up in the hospital? I remember I was in the swimming class and then.. I remember I was hit by sudden dizziness when I was in the pool. Did I drown in front of the whole class? i If so, please let me reincarnate into another world to save myself from embarrassment! I would be the laughingstock of the class!¡± As I sat there with my head down, sulking in despair, I was unaware that someone came in through the sliding door.

    ¡°Unfortunately, you¡¯re still alive.¡± a familiar voice said in a mocking tone.

    Holding my head up, before me stood a woman in her 30s with nerdy glasses, draped in white coat paired with a blue blouse and black skin tight skirt.

    ¡°Aunt Sarah ? What happened to-¡± Before I could continue, a clipboard was held high in the air like a butcher holding his cleaver and in a blink of an eye, the clipboard landed straight on my head furiously and begin to pushed deeper as if the person welding it was set to cut my skull open.

    ¡°How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me ¡®Aunt¡¯, did you fall on your head or are you a masochist? if that¡¯s the case, let me, your favorite ¡°Big Sister¡± help satisfy your needs.¡± Aunt Sarah smiles sadistically while maintaining monotone eyes.

    ¡°Stop Aun-B-Big Sister Sarah! Stop pushing it deeper! If you keep pushing deeper, you¡¯re gonna dent my head in a strange way! I¡¯m gonna have a dick shaped head, you wouldn¡¯t want your future child to have a dickhead cousin, wouldn''t you?¡± I pleaded, with both my hands pushing back against the demon queen assault.

    ¡°Fine.¡± She retracted the clipboard with a satisfied grin, no longer in her bad mood.

    I rubbed my head back and forth, trying to soothe the throbbing pain. ¡®Urgh¡­I forgot she just broke up with her fourth boyfriend, she¡¯s at the time where she¡¯s very sensitive about anything and I happened to be the perfect target to release her stress,¡¯ I thought to myself, remembering what I overheard last week when she came over to our house to have a drink with mom and to complain about her love life.

    ¡°Jeez, stop acting like a baby, I didn¡¯t even hit you that hard.¡± Wearing a smug face, she sat beside me on the edge of the bed. ¡°Now, let us start our doctor-patient business!¡±

    ¡°First question, do you have any recollection of anything out of the ordinary before you passed out?¡± She scooted closer towards me with her eyes glued to the paper on the clipboard, it seems to be some sort of medical report of mine.

    ¡°I-I did feel more tired and hungry than usual, I had breakfast and lunch with double the portion but the hunger still persisted.¡± I stammered, feeling a shock throughout my body when our shoulder met and her meaty hip was rubbing against mine as she edged closer, trying to sit more comfortably on the bed.

    ¡°Any dizziness, nausea or muscle fatigue ?¡±

    ¡°Y-Yeah, yeah! Dizziness, sure.¡± Me being overstimulated, started replying mindlessly while lowering my gaze toward her blouse with few undone buttons, enough to show a generous amount of cleavage.

    ¡°Hmmm, did you take any drugs that might have caused the dizziness?¡±

    ¡°Huh? Err, no drugs.¡± I cocked my head to the side stealthy. Underneath the two blobs of flesh, my eyes were magnetised by the black stocking covered thighs along with the unfittingly tight skirt. Slowly but surely, her skirt steadily rose up further, still trying to fit her big ass on the edge of the single bed.

    The more she moved, the more the snowy thick thighs were being revealed. I tilted my head deeper, trying to look deeper into the abyss. My mind raced, eyes bloodshot and heart throbbing, anticipating what lies deep within it.

    Despite every cell within me telling me to abort the mission, my mind simulating all the possible outcomes of my actions, which point towards the tragedy of my dick getting ripped off by the beast who are yet to aware of my act . But as all anime protagonists have said, sometimes you have to follow your heart, listen to your soul.Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions.

    Why do humans create machines? Sank ourself deep into the ocean? Made space travel possible?

    Is it because of money?

    Fame and glory?

    To be remembered?

    No. We did it because we are curious animals! This is who we are, if humans have no curiosity then we are not befitting to be called humans. We are a living corpse, a walking dead, beings that are simply waiting for the imminent eternal darkness.

    We are men! Men are brave! A beast is no equal to men!

    We can do this! An abyss is simply just another unexplored land for men to conquer!

    If I were to back down from here, I might as well cut off my own balls like the Yakuza does it.

    ¡°Are you experiencing any dizziness now?¡±

    ¡°Y-yeah¡­¡±

    Speaking of the devil, my vision was getting hazy and energy seemingly drained out of me, but my eyelids refused to give up.

    ¡°Just a little bit more.¡± I murmured, ogling my Aunt¡¯s bottom intensely. The only thing that is holding me up is my desire to see what kinda panties she is wearing underneath her skirt.

    Aunt Sarah, which had never had her eyes off the report, saw something poking out of her peripheral vision.

    Raising her head up, her eyes dilated with confusion. With her free hand, she pushed her glasses up to make sure what she¡¯s seeing was real.

    On the white sheets covering the lower part of my body, a six inch tall tent stood proudly.

    Anybody with the right mind would''ve easily guessed that¡¯s my dick, but not me who¡¯s still oblivious of what happened to my lower half nor my aunt, considering that whenever she¡¯s drunk, she would grope my groin to poke fun at me for having a small weiner. Well, she¡¯s not wrong though.

    Look, I¡¯m the kind of person who has strong self-awareness. I¡¯m only five foot three with a dick the size of a mini sausage. I had already accepted my fate that I¡¯m gonna be a goblin hiding in my room for the rest of my life rubbing to cam girls and hentai. I¡¯m not the well endowed short king protagonist in your typical fashion hentai novel¡ª or at least that''s what I thought before what happened to my ¡®little brother¡¯ now.

    Enough with the self-deprecating introduction, back to the story¡­.

    The beast sitting beside me, now had her gaze set on me emotionlessly, while I¡¯m still fully engrossed on her lower half. Strangely, she did not act upon her usual self, she just sat there lost in her thoughts while staring at me over tilting my head to steal a glance of her panties, albeit not so stealthy. Like a scientist observing a chimpanzee.

    Suddenly, she started to spread her thighs slowly, causing her skirt to rise deeper.

    Like a dog catching sight of a pussy, I instinctively dove my head closer to her thigh, my neck bulging in veins from the sudden explosive movement but my brain signaled me from going closer. My head now sits above her thigh with a microscopic gap while my body bends at an olympic level of flexibility that¡¯s solely driven by pure lust.

    As though the god of mischief was playing a trick on me, my dizziness stepped up a few notches when this was the only time in my entire life that I was this close to a vagina, other than being born, of course.

    ¡°How¡¯s your dizziness now from the scale of one to ten?¡± Aunt Sarah now had her eyes locked on the tent on the bed, now standing at 8 inches tall. Waiting for my response to confirm her diagnosis.

    ¡°Seven..and a h-half.¡± I replied hoarsely, my stomach rumbling, cheeks sunken and my skin getting dry. All the energy I had left was invested into my aunt¡¯s coochie.

    ¡°How about now?¡± Instantaneously, she spread both her thighs wide, with her right leg steadying herself off the bed while her left thigh resting on top of mine.

    Finally, the long awaited moment has arrived. The black skirt had fully risen but I was shocked by the sight unveiled before me.

    Normally, if you were to peek under the skirt, you would have expected a normal panties, a lace panties, a thong or maybe a g-string for those who are more adventurous.

    But my virgin mind has proved to be too na?ve. I was greeted by a pair of puffy lips situated right in front of me, I was stunlocked despite all the thousands of porn I had watched and hentai games that I had played to prepare myself.

    The little reserved energy holding my consciousness has fully drained out, my head fell abruptly on Aunt Sarah¡¯s thigh, resting my head on the heavenly soft natural pillow.

    My body ached in pain due to the unnatural position I¡¯m in, my body is reacting to all the over bending I had done to myself as I laid there helplessly. My lips apart but void of voices and my vision slowly darkened.

    Before I blackout, a muffled voice could be heard, and I can feel my shoulder being shaken roughly by Aunt Sarah.

    ¡®She must be worried about me¡­or extremely furious as by now she would''ve figured that I was ogling her vulva throughout the whole diagnosis. She probably thought I¡¯m faking my blackout now.¡¯ I thought, my vision is still darkening, very slowly.

    But most important of all, my dick is in throbbing pain, not the normal type of pain I would¡¯ve felt when I over masturbated to the incest porn days ago. Is more of a pain I experienced when my body was growing up but ten times the pain. Come to think of it, I experienced the same pain in the swimming class before I blacked out.

    My body started to shiver in cold and my eyes grew tired, a chilling thought struck my mind.

    ''A-Am I dying?''

    Note : This is my first novel, kindly take note that this will be a slow burn, any review is welcome as a way to improve myself. Thanks.

 Chapter 2

    ¡°Eh?¡± I was in the hospital, with my cheek resting on Aunt Sarah''s fat thigh. But in a blink of an eye, my surroundings changed, I stood in pitch black space, darkness stretched infinitely in all directions.

    Strangely, despite the absence of light, I could see myself clearly as I glanced over my right forearm, no longer attached to the tube when I was in the hospital nor were there any visible wounds either.

    As I stood there wondering where am I, a muffled voice could be heard behind me.

    Startled, I looked over my shoulder to the source of the voice. Behind me stood a door, a door I couldn¡¯t be more familiar with than anybody else, it was the door to my room but it was rather odd, the door frame is attached to nothing.

    To make sense of what I¡¯m seeing, I reached my hand toward the side of the door and swiped at it and sure enough, there was nothing connected to the hinge.

    Making my way toward the other side of the door, I dropped to one knee and with my index finger, I inspected the light dent on the right corner of the door. Letting a light chuckle, I reminisced about the time when my older sister, Alex, was wrestling with me in my room and with a finishing move, she threw me toward the door. We ended up getting earful from mom.

    Returning to the front door, as my hands lingered on the door knob and tried twisting it, the door was not locked and I could hear the faint voice inside. With a deep breath, I steeled myself for what¡¯s behind the door. With a quick push and *BANG* the door was slammed open!

    *Ahh,ahhh,ahhhh! Oh yeah! Keep going, baby! Do it for mommy!*

    In the dimly lit room, the only light source came from the laptop on the desk positioned far left of the room.

    In front of the desk, a shadowy figure had his head and upper back leaning heavily against the worn out gaming chair, hips curled forward to the edge of the seat and both of his legs outspread on the desk.

    Why was I so quick to assume he is a ¡®he¡¯? Because he had a majestic pole sitting between his crotch that is quite unhideable even with his thigh in the way. Eww, did I just call another dude¡¯s dick ¡®majestic¡¯? What the hell is wrong with me?

    In spite of me barging in the room, he seems unbothered by my presence, still engrossed with the porn playing on the laptop while masturbating with both hands.

    ¡°Excuse me.¡±

    *Harder baby, harder!* Not giving a damn about me, the shadowy figure quickens his hands.

    ¡°Hey ma-¡±

    *PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAPP, CUM IN MOMMY PUSSY! MAKE MOMMY YOUR PERSONAL CUM DUMP!*  As if in tune with the porno playing, his hand turned into blur, like a piston went into overdrive working on his meat pillar.

    ¡°STOP IGNORING ME, YOU PORN ADDICTED MOTHER LOVING FUCKER!¡±

    At long last, his hands stopped and he paused the video. Retrieving his leg from the desk, he slowly set his foot on the floor and turned the seat around to face me. Even though his face still remained in the dark, the laptop glow illuminating the room created an outline of him lounging on the chair, naked.

    ¡°Why are you here again?¡± asked the shadowy man in an impatient tone, as though I had just disrupted his sanctuary.

    ¡°Again? This is my first time here, wait no, this is my room but with no other part of the house but if that¡¯s the case, is this still my room?¡± My monkey brain is making me confused.

    ¡°You were here when you drowned in the swimming pool, back in the school.¡± The shadowy person let out a big sigh, standing straight up from his chair and he came strolling towards me.

    As he edged closer, his face became more apparent, he had short black hair, sharp jaw and a pair of indigo eyes glimmering in the dark. His cock stood tall and swung left and right as he walked to me.

    ¡°Gahhh, so I did drown¡­ So what is this place? Am I dead or something?¡±

    ¡°No, you¡¯re not dead, consider this as your mental space.¡±

    ¡°Then why are you here in my brain?¡±

    ¡°The reason I¡¯m here is becaus-¡±

    ¡°Wait, before you continue¡±¡ªI pointed toward the still erect dick in front of me¡ª¡±could you un-erect your dick, is very distracting.¡±

    ¡°Tsk,¡± He gave me a disgruntled look before he magically made his dick limp. ¡±The reason I¡¯m here is because you have awakened.¡±This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it

    ¡°Awakened? Like the old clich¨¦ web novel protagonist awakening a system? Then what are you? My system?¡± As much as I hate how overdone the genre is, I would still shamelessly accept it, who wouldn''t want to summon familiar or an army of undead.

    ¡°No. I¡¯m the manifestation of your desire, my physical appearance is limited to your imagination , I took on your appearance for the sake of convenience.¡±

    ¡°My appearance?¡± Now that I think about it, he actually looks kinda like me except the slightly more defined face, slim muscular build and the limp dick touching his knee...

    Before I could continue, a loud rumbling sound resonated throughout the room, the floor was shaking and I felt a strong gravity pulling me from the door. My ¡®desire¡¯ was unswayed by what¡¯s happening and simply stood there nonchalantly while picking his nose with his pinky finger.

    ¡°What¡¯s happeninggg?¡± I rolled my back and bent my knee to lower my center of gravity to resist against the invisible energy but to no avail, I was instantly yanked back to the door.

    With a quick hand, I thrusted both my hands out and managed to get a grip on the side of the door frame.

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry about it, your body in the real world is waking up.¡±

    ¡°Wait, you haven¡¯t explained to me the thing about me being ¡®awakened¡¯.¡±

    ¡°You will figure it out on your own soon enough, now shoo, go away you evil spirit.¡± He came toward the door and kneel in front of it, slowly plucking my finger away from the door frame while whistling away, enjoying my soon to be departure.

    ¡°YOU MOTHERFUUUCKER¡­¡±

    I was again welcomed by the fluorescent light in the same ol antiseptic smell filled hospital room, the tube was still attached to my right arm.

    ¡°Heck of a dream that is,¡± I sat up on the bed and murmured to myself. ¡°I should probably stop reading too many brain rot web novels.¡±

    ¡°You¡¯re awake.¡±

    Turning my sight toward the voice, a woman with dark brown hair sat on the chair and with her arm crossed on the bed, her front bang is slightly disheveled, eyes half-opened and saliva dangling on the corner of her mouth, she probably fell asleep waiting for me. My heart aches thinking that she must have rushed all the way from work once she received the news of me fainted.

    ¡°You¡¯re awake? RYAN, YOU¡¯RE AWAKE!¡± As the brain fog whittled away, her face brightened up and immediately she pounced toward me from her seat.

    ¡°Mmph,mmmphhh.¡¯ My vision turned black and my face was engulfed by the softest but deadly pillows. I was suffocating under her grasp, my mother might be clumsy but she had the making of a professional hitman with the way she pushed my head deeper into her knockers, leaving me breathless as I slapped my hands against her back for her attention.

    ¡°Lara, if you keep hugging him like that, he¡¯s gonna faint again very soon.¡± Not knowing when she had entered the room, Aunt Sarah was leaning against the wall in front of the bed, wearing an exhausted look.

    ¡°Oh no, sorry baby, I was so worried about you.¡± Finally I was able to see the light again from her soften clasp but she still held me closely to her, checking my face and body for bruises. She had always been a little bit overprotective of me, probably because of how often I had fallen sick and injured myself when I was young, and all the self-deprecating jokes that I had made about my short and unathletic stature didn¡¯t help easing her heart either. Such an unfilial child I am.

    After a lot of checking, she finally let me go and turned her gaze toward her sister, Aunt Sarah. ¡°Did you figure out what happened to Ryan?¡± asked my mom with a concerned look.

    ¡°We suspect what he is experiencing is EGS, Extreme Growth Spurt, there¡¯s several precedent over the years but the cases varies as some develop the symptoms as soon as they were born while some happened at a later stage of their lives, some had limbs and head several times larger than normal people or oversize internal organ such as heart protruding from their chest. The symptoms happen overnight, so there¡¯s no way of preventing it unless we can find the source within the body.¡± Aunt Sarah had her eyes closed, using her thumb and index finger to knead between her brow.

    ¡°The patient with an oversized heart, what happened to him?¡± Mom asked worriedly, now both her hands resting on my shoulder, I could feel her grip tightened awaiting for Aunt Sarah¡¯s response.

    Staring at us now with a solemn look. ¡°He died, of course. The sudden expansion of the heart confined in his rib cage resulted in his heart¡±¡ªshe raised her fist and flick all of her fingers upward¡ª¡±exploding.¡±

    My feet went cold, my face drained out of blood as I sat there getting bear hugged by my mom who is now crying hysterically. If this keeps going, I might really die, definitely before the heart explosion.

    ¡°When the paramedic found him in his room, his torso had a large bulge and his rib cage was broken from the constant expansion of his heart.¡± Aunt Sarah continued with a smirk, amused with how she had found a new way to torture me.

    ¡°M-Mom, stop¡­¡± I tapped her shoulder trying to get her attention, I¡¯m in both heaven and hell as I¡¯m enjoying the melon squeezing against me and my rib cage is on the verge of breaking.

    ¡°Owh no, I didn¡¯t mean it.¡± She cupped my cheeks and stared at me with teary eyes.

    ¡°Is fine, Mom. I¡¯m okay.¡± I coughed, gasping for air. Her love can be suffocating at times.

    ¡°This EGS syndrome, does it happen only once or there will be risk of another growth?¡± I asked Aunt Sarah, still had a smirk on her face. As much as she''s sadistic, nobody in their right mind would have kept a grin on that face when they are announcing a death sentence to their patients, especially a family.

    Aunt Sarah rolled her eyes. ¡±Well, of all the existing cases, there¡¯s no precedent of second growth but who knows, you might be the first one.¡± She sticks her tongue out making silly faces.

    ¡°Why you!¡± Mom went toward Aunt Sarah trying to hammer her with her closed fist but Aunt Sarah dodged the barrack of attack with ease like a slime with no bones while letting out evil laughter.

    ¡°So, what sort of growth spurt did I undergo? I didn¡¯t see anything abnormal about me, did it happen internally?¡± I checked my body left and right, not noticing any differences.

    Aunt Sarah suddenly put on a serious look, slid toward the side of the bed like a snake. ¡°You did went on a growth ¡®internally¡¯ alright.¡± Taking hold of the sheet covering my leg, she threw it away dramatically.

    Note: Writing is hard...

 Chapter 3

    A pristine white sheet flew above the three of us, it was floating to the side slowly, it wasn¡¯t just your normal type of slow but cinematically slow, as if the time froze.

    I gaze toward my aunt who was standing at the side of the bed with her devilish grin while looking at my mom after she took off the sheet. She was acting like a street magician showing what¡¯s underneath the hat and awaiting for the response of the onlookers.

    Lara, my mother, under her younger sister''s guidance had her eyes on my lower limb that was concealed underneath the sheet. She started from my feet and had her sight swept upward along my shin little by little until she reached my knee, she abruptly let out a loud gasp and her face flushed beet red. Her hand quickly covered her face while she peeked between her fingers, her eyes were dilating with a mix of confusion and curiosity.

    Seeing my mom''s reaction, I was bewildered. Sitting upright on the bed, I had on a blue gown, a hospital gown to be exact. It had a ties on the side and the length was long enough to reach halfway of my shin but it was now raised just above my knee. Clearly, Aunt Sarah was behind it seeing how excited she was.

    Between my knees, a gleaming pink mushroom poked its head out from the gown, it was a little bit more than half the size of a fist. Despite its innocent outlook, the rest of the body differed strikingly, a distinctively lengthy and winding bulge was imprinted on the gown, as if a snake was hibernating in my gown.

    When the exposed pink head came into contact with the cold air-conditioned air in the room, my body shuddered like a baby deer learning how to walk. By now, without a sliver of doubt, the absurdly long dick was mine.

    I turned my sight toward my mom, she was still standing there with a bashful face, mesmerized by her teenage son''s prick.

    As if she was caught staring too much by her son, she quickly dove her head down with her hands now fully enveloping her face, her ears flushed red from embarrassment.

    Without wasting a second, I swiftly pushed the gown downward to cover my member and assured her. ¡°Mom, it''s okay to look now.¡±

    She slightly lifted her head away from her palm to sneak a peek, ensuring I was fully covered before she scowled at Aunt Sarah with pouted cheeks, who was grinning at her while raising one of her eyebrows repeatedly toward mom. ¡°Big huh?¡±

    Before mom could launch another barrack of attack at Aunt Sarah, I intercepted them with a question. ¡°Is there any relation between my ¡®thing¡¯ getting bigger and me fainting in school and also being exceptionally hungry?¡±

    Aunt Sarah finally put off the silly grin and started acting serious. ¡°When your penis underwent a sudden abnormal growth, the body sucked out all the nutrients in the food you had but that portion of food wasn¡¯t enough. Naturally, in order to further grow, your body sacrifices all the nutrients stored in your body, any human getting sucked out like that would have fainted.¡±

    ¡°How about when I fainted in the hospital? Was it the same thing?¡±

    ¡°No, we had injected enough IV fluid to provide nutrients for your body to sustain for a short while until you consume real food but your body hadn¡¯t grown accustomed with your ¡®new¡¯ penis. And it doesn¡¯t help when you are having an erection in the presence of¡±¡ªShe threw her long violet hair over her shoulder elegantly¡ª¡±your beautiful ¡®big sister¡¯, your erected penis basically acts like a leech sucking out all the blood from the other part of your body, resulting in lack of blood, which is why you experienced dizziness and ended up fainting, again.¡±

    I could only laugh dryly while turning my head to the side, dodging the judgmental piercing gaze from both of them. Attempting to change the topic. ¡°So¡­Any precaution or things I should do if I were to experience dizziness again?¡±

    ¡°Well, duh, fap it out. As long as the erection goes down, you should be fine. Give it a couple of days or weeks for your body to get used to it.¡±

    I choked on my saliva when I heard what Aunt Sarah said. ¡®Damn you demon old hag, can¡¯t you read the room! Of all the solutions you can think of, your answer is masturbation?! And you had to put it out like that in front of mom!¡¯

    Mom was silent the whole time but her mind was not. All sorts of dirty thoughts were popping out in her head against her will, the redness in her face spread throughout her body and steam was coming out of her like an overheating laptop.

    ¡°Ha..Haha..M-Mas-Masturbation is completely normal for people your age! You don''t have to be embarrassed about it! M-MOMMY WILL HELP YOU IF YOU NEED TO!¡± She blurted out in panic but she instantly regretted it. ¡°WAIT. NO! I didn¡¯t mean to help you PHYSICALLY! Uh-h, I could guide you. YEAH! GUIDE YOU!¡±

    Frankly, the more she said, the worse it got. Aunt Sarah was crouching beside the bed with her hand on her stomach soothing the abdominal pain from laughing too hard while burying her head on the bed to muffle the voice. We are in the hospital, after all.

    ¡°Is fine Mom, I get it. ¡®Big Sister¡¯ Sarah, so am I all good for discharge?¡± I speak with a faint of listlessness, exhausted by all the foolery pulled by Aunt Sarah. Mom finally calmed herself down but a tint of red was still visible underneath her eyes as she stood there pondering about something quietly.

    Aunt Sarah continued her antic for a little while before finally straightened up from her floor. ¡°Alright. Alright. Just let me pull off the tube before I let you go.¡± She walked toward the other side of the bed, took off the plaster securing the tube on my forearm and used a cotton gauze to press on the open wound before pulling the needle out along with the tube. A small strip of tape was applied on the gauze to keep it in place.

    Mom, snapping out of her daze, she handed a bag of clothes to me. The whole incident had made me forget that I was admitted into hospital in swimming trunks, the thoughts of it left me further embarrassed. ¡°Thanks mom!¡± I grabbed a hold of the bag and went toward the bathroom to change. The bathroom was at the corner of my room as I was assigned into a private room.The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.

    Inside the bathroom, I placed the bag on the stool beside the door and swiftly untied the gown, not wanting to further burden my mom who had been working all day. She must be exhausted from taking an extra journey to get my clothes from home before coming over.

    As I took off the gown, my eyes unconsciously gravitated to the big lump of meat stick hanging down below. Different than before, I was now looking at my dick in whole under no concealment, the length and girth was uncanny to look at, as if someone attached a horse dick between my legs. And my balls, it felt like two tennis balls hanging below me. I grasped my dick on one hand and cupped my balls on the other hand to weigh both of it, an instant relief could be felt on my lower limb. ¡®Gosh! How the hell did I not feel it when I made my way to the bathroom?¡¯

    Outside the bathroom, Mom and Aunt Sarah speak in a hushed tone.

    ¡°Is this what I think it is, Sarah?¡±

    ¡°I¡¯m afraid so.¡±

    ¡°Is he gonna be alright, tell me the truth.¡±

    ¡°I couldn¡¯t be sure for now, I need more observation and I haven¡¯t tested the ¡®sample¡¯. If you found anything unusual, call me.¡±

    ¡°I will.¡±

    ¡°You know, you could try and get more ¡®samples¡¯ for me. I¡¯m sure he would be glad to get a helping hand from his sexually frustrated mother.¡±

    Mom simply responded with a knuckle to Aunt Sarah''s head with a reddened cheeks.

    It didn¡¯t take long for me to finish changing, I came out of the bathroom wearing a plain white T-shirt with jeans to match but my briefs didn''t fit any more. I had to make do with the knee-length swimming trunks I came in with. It was much more flexible, and I could hold my ¡®little brother¡¯ close to my left thigh without making an obvious bulge in my jeans.

    Soon, we were at the reception counter. Initially, I was worried about the hospital bill but Aunt Sarah had our bill covered with her doctor¡¯s perks. She was nonchalant about it and had a few chit chat with mom before she had to leave after receiving a phone call. She left us in dust before we could give a proper goodbye.

    The ride back home was quiet as it gets with what happened in the hospital still stuck with us. Mom did try to break the ice but we soon ran out of topic, could I blame her though? It had been a long day for both of us, we just needed some time to digest it all.

    It was midnight when we reached home, we made a stop at the shopping mall to grab some new briefs and we had some Chinese food for dinner before making our way back home.

    When we stepped through the front door, all the lights were off except the one on the foyer.

    After placing my shoes in the rack, I flipped on the stairway light before making my way up the stairs but I paused halfway as I realized mom was still in the foyer, I looked over my shoulder to check on my mother.

    Beside the shoe rack, she was standing there with both of her hands stretched over her head, her fingers interlocked together and with a turn of wrist, her palms were now facing the ceiling. With her eyes closed, she slowly arched her back while pushing her chest upward, the swollen tits already bigger than her head were seemingly growing bigger and

    her lacy bra were getting more conspicuous as the front of her blouse were thinned out from her boobs overstretching the fabric.

    ¡°Mmmmmphhhhhh¡± With her eyes closed, she threw her head back and squeezed out a long moan, her body quivering in response to the long sought stretch and her milk bag despite being wrapped in both blouse and bra, churned in wave after wave unimpededly.

    My eyes were wide and my mouth was agape from the scene before me. I could feel my crotch throbbing and the same dizziness I experienced in the hospital was slowly emerging. I knew I should stop watching but my body remained still, as though the connection between both my brain and my body is cut off by my amplified lust. My mind was battling with my dick over the control of my body.

    ¡°Ryan, are you alright?¡± Mom had finished her stretch. She was standing on her left leg with her left hand against the wall while the other leg lifted backward to take off her shoes with her right hand. Her boobs were jingling like Christmas ornaments as she struggled to take off her sneakers.

    ¡°Oh! Nothing. I was just checking what¡¯s taking you so long. I¡¯m heading to bed now. Night, Mom!¡± Snapping out of my stupor, I rushed to my bedroom in a hurry, afraid of her catching sight of the boner outline on my jeans..

    In my unlit room, I lay on my bed naked with both my hands on my monster dick, slowly rubbing it as I recollected the scene of my mom¡¯s wavy fat tits and Aunt Sarah''s plump vulva. My hands quicken, trying to release myself from the agonizing dizziness and at the same time, relieving myself from the incestuous lust toward my succubus built mother and the sadistic demon queen aunt.

    Realizing I¡¯m about to nut, I catapulted myself from the bed and thrusted my hand blindly in the dark, seeking for stuff I could use to catch my jizz, not wanting to dirty the floor. My hand finally settled on the bath towel hanging on the chair sitting beside my desk.

    At long last, pump after pump of my cock seed deposited into the towel I found and I could feel the dizziness fading away as my ¡®black dragon¡¯ had been slayed, temporarily.

    In spite of the dizziness having been dealt with, the lethargic from all the things that happened today finally crept in. I wrapped the cum filled towel into a ball shape to prevent it from spilling and threw it to the side of the bed, deciding that it can be dealt with tomorrow. I slumped to the bed like a dead corpse, like a naked sexy dead corpse, and drifted off to sleep without a care in the world.

    Meanwhile, back in the hospital, a violet haired woman was alone in the laboratories. She was holding a thin piece of glass delicately between her fingers, a whitish-gray liquid was on the middle of the glass with a transparent plastic placed on top of the liquid to keep the liquid in place. She proceeded to place the glass on a small platform on the microscope and examined the liquid through the lens.

    ¡°I¡¯ve never seen anything like this!¡± The woman was amazed by what she found but the amazement didn¡¯t last long as she was unable to find any further progress with her findings despite several hours had passed.

    After musing for a while, she moved away from the microscope to the far right of the desk, in front of her was a metallic ice box. When she opened the box, a stream of thick white fog escaped from the box, it was cold to the touch and inside of the box was packed full with cup size containers with each of them filled to the brim with the whitish-gray liquid.

    She extracted one of the containers from the box and proceeded to twist open the lid, after a moment of contemplation, she pulled the container right under her nose and took a quick whiff.

    As if her soul was sucked out of her, her knee gave up during the process. She flopped to the floor abruptly with her knees out in front and both feet sitting on the side of her hips. She had her hands clutched tightly on the container to prevent from making a mess but the lid was off and strings of murky liquid ended up landing on her face.

    Her glasses were partially clouded by the liquid, it was sticky in texture as it hangs on the rim of her glasses. Several thin strands had also found their way up on her nose and lips. Her face was heating up from the strong musky smell so close up her nose and her body twitches violently for a couple of seconds before a clear liquid expanded across the floor from within her thigh.

    She sat on the floor huffing and puffing, muttering to the air. ¡°I¡¯m gonna make you pay ten times for this!¡±

    Note: Happy New Year! I wish I never have to work again.

 Chapter 4

    I snapped my eyes open on the bed, taken aback by how dark my room was. I sat up straight and turned my sight toward the far side of my room, there was neither any sunlight piercing through the window nor there was any hallway light seeping through the door gap.

    Turning onto one hip, I set my feet on the cold floor and bend slightly at the waist with my hand reaching down to the side of the bed leg, fumbling on the floor for a bit until my fingers brushed against something rectangularly shaped protruding from the floor.

    I scooped it up and clicked the third button on the side, the screen lightened up and shone on my face. With squinted eyes, I checked the time on my phone strenuously.

    ¡°Huh? It¡¯s only three in the morning?¡± I gasped. I don¡¯t usually wake up this early and even if I do, I have never felt this refreshing after waking up, especially after taking only two and a half an hour of post nut sleep.

    Speaking of nut, what happened last night finally hit me and I palmed myself on the face, feeling remorseful for using both Lara and Sarah as a subject of pleasuring myself. I had been living with the Jenkins family for the past year ever since both my parents passed away in a house fire. Losing both my parents and house in one night, I had nowhere to go and Lara offered me a place to stay with her family despite the fact that I would be a further burden to her as a single mother of three daughters.

    I was grateful for everything she did for me and I had always had a little bit of a crush on her ever since I was young but I kept it to myself, thinking that I had moved on from her. But that feeling seems to resurface and it got stronger, like I wanted more than just what we had now.

    As I sat there recalling what happened yesterday, My ¡®black dragon¡¯ started to rise from its slumber, again.

    ¡°I should probably take a cold bath.¡±  I needed one to calm myself down and now that I think about it, I hadn¡¯t bathed since yesterday morning before I went to school, no wonder my body felt icky.

    I pushed myself naked butt off the bed and went to the side of my door to flip on the lights. Moving away from the door, I turned my heels toward the left corner of my room to reach for the bath towel hanging on the chair before registering that the said towel is now balled up on the floor at the lower side of my bed, filled with my seeds.

    Letting out a sigh, I pulled a fresh towel out of my wardrobe and wrapped it around my waist. ¡®I¡¯ll clean it later.¡¯ I procrastinate, not wanting to deal with it first thing in the morning, I head toward the bathroom not giving the white ball a second glance..

    *20 minutes later*

    Turning off the shower valve, I stepped out of the bathtub and ambled my way toward the door to reach for my towel on the door hanger. After scrubbing my body and hair dry in front of the countertop, I threw the towel over my shoulder, ready to brush my teeth but I came to a halt as I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

    Pressing my waist against the countertop, I brought myself closer to the mirror. Although the changes were miniscule but if anyone were to pay attention, they could notice that my face was not as chubby as before, the fat on my cheeks had diminished and the double layer chin that had been pestering me since high school whenever I dropped my head down was no longer there.

    With my hand on my chin, I admired my well defined jaw and murmured, ¡°I guessed the growth spurt had really taken a toll on me.¡± Looking downward, there wasn''t much change on my body except the fat on my stomach has dissipated and my dick getting larger.

    Suddenly, the dream I had in the hospital crossed my mind. Unlike the first time, I still remembered my encounter with ¡®Desire¡¯ . ¡°Looking back at it, I looked eerily similar to him. No...¡±¡ªtaking a step backward from the mirror¡ª¡°calling us similar might not be the right fit, it wouldn¡¯t be too far to say that we are practically the same.¡±

    Returning back to the countertop, I grabbed a hold of my toothbrush from the cup in front of the mirror and squeezed a pea sized paste toothpaste on it. ¡®Maybe I¡¯m just thinking too much, after all, it was all just a dream¡­right?¡¯ I thought, giving my teeth a scrub absentmindedly.

    Exiting the bathroom with my heels lifted off the ground, I tiptoed across the hallway with only a wardrobe wrapped around my waist, not wanting to wake up others early in the morning. On my way toward my room that sits on the left side of the end of the hall, I noticed the room beside me still had lights on from the door gap underneath, it was obvious since I didn¡¯t bother turning on the hallway lightsStolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.

    ¡°Damn, she¡¯s still working?¡± The room belongs to Lisa, Lara¡¯s eldest daughter. She had been working from home for the past few years but we never knew what her job was since she never bothered to disclose it to her. But I guess she must have liked her job to be working that late and the job probably suits her since she¡¯s more of a shut-in. Not giving any further heed, I returned to my room to put on some clothes.

    Wearing a blue T-shirt with shorts, I sat on my gaming chair with my headphones on and flipped open the laptop on the desk. I had one window on the left playing some lofi music to set the mood and on the right window, I was searching through websites for any information about Extreme Growth Spurt (EGS).

    After continuously clicking into multiple links and pages and pages of search results, I gave up. Although there were some results about EGS, there was nothing about patients experiencing dreams similar to mine.

    I tried mixing it up, inserting different keywords in the search bar such as ¡®overnight body enlargement, body inflation and dick become bigger in a day¡¯, all I got was websites about recommendations for penis enlargement clinics, pills to grow your penis and some freakish porno videos.

    In my last attempt, I even keyed the word ¡®awakened¡¯ into the search bar, despite being very skeptical about the dream I had. But unsurprisingly, I was shown a truckload of manhwa, manga and light novels about clich¨¦ protagonist awakening systems to dominate dungeons.

    Feeling mentally worn out from my fruitless research, I lifted myself up from the chair and threw myself on the bed with my face buried in the pillow but I was immediately alerted by a light knock on my door.

    Bewildered, I got out of my bed and trotted toward the door, wondering who it was knocking on my door this early in the morning. As I unlocked my door, I was welcomed by a woman in her nightgown, she had her reddish brown hair draped over one side of her shoulder.

    ¡°Lara? Anything wrong? Why did you wake up this early ?¡± I questioned, it was odd to see her at this time since she usually wakes at seven, giving her ample time to prepare for work.

    ¡°Hmmm? Honey, it¡¯s already seven in the morning. I saw your lights were on so I¡¯m wondering if you want any breakfast.¡± She breathed.

    ¡°Oh, I must have lost track of time from doing my assignments.¡± Standing in front of the partially opened door, I glanced toward the window in my room and sure enough, the sun was out and I could hear the shower running in the bathroom.

    ¡°You shouldn¡¯t push yourself too hard! especially since you had just recovered¡± Lara leaned over with both of her hands on my shoulders, she met my eyes with a look of worry on her face. But like a deer caught in the headlights, my eyes were instantly drawn to her massive, swollen tits hanging in front of me, it was draped in a semi see-through white gown, leaving much room for imagination.

    ¡°Uhh, don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m not that tired at all, I probably had more than enough sleep in the hospital.¡± I stammered, I tried locking my eyes with hers but I couldn¡¯t resist the temptation, my eyes were jumping between her eyes and her bosom.

    However, in spite of my best effort, it didn¡¯t take long for Lara to notice my unusual behavior. She lowered her head, following my gaze toward her chest and found that she had been showing a generous amount of cleavage, her massive tits were on the brink of spilling out of her low cut nightgown.

    Quickly, she straightened right up and used one of her hands to cover her cleavage. The sudden movement of hers snapped me out of my staring, I yelped, ¡°Shit! I¡¯m sorry, I didn¡¯t mean to stare!¡±

    ¡°It''s fine, I-I was too careless..¡± She murmured with a blushed face, she lowered her head to avoid my eyes but was immediately met with the huge anaconda bulging through my pants.

    Letting out a shriek and she quickly used both of her hands to cover her eyes.

    Realizing what she saw, I thrusted my hip backward and used my hands to cover my crotch but all that effort was in vain as the bulge was simply too big to hide.

    Both of us stood there for a long while like stonehenge, not knowing how to escape from the awkward predicament we had put ourselves into.

    Lara, still had her face buried in her palm, said in a muffled voice, ¡°D-Do you want me to help you..¡±

    ¡°H-Help? W-What do you mean??¡± I was flabbergasted, I know damn well what she is saying but I had to ask again to make sure what I¡¯m hearing is real.

    She slowly lifted her face off of her palm, our eyes met, despite not saying anything but it seems that one look is enough. She edged closer toward me, I could feel her hot breath touching my face. She slowly reached her hands toward my crotch, the air between us seemed to get thinner as her hands got closer, both of us heaved heavily and our hearts thump loudly.

    ¡°Wut are yuu gaits duuing?¡±

    In front of the now opened bathroom door stood a tanned skin woman with a boyish haircut. Her hair is still wet and she had her toothbrush in her mouth, the white foam leaking out of the corner of her mouth.

    Like a cat got its tail stepped on, we quickly jumped backward and acted as if nothing happened.  ¡°O-Oh, nothing, we were just talking!¡± Lara blurted before heading to the kitchen abruptly.

    ¡°Ye-Yeah, I gotta go now, I need to prepare for school!¡± I slammed the door shut and slumped down to the floor with my back against the door. My knees were weak from the sudden scare by Alex but my dick remained undeterred, standing proudly in my pants. I turn my sight toward the ball shaped towel at the side of my bed and sighed.

    Tats srange.¡± Alex, dumbfounded by what happened, decided to head back into the bathroom to carry on with her business.

 Chapter 5

    Donned in my hoodie and jeans, I descended down the stairs to the dining table and set my school bag on the chair before laying my back on it. Sitting beside me, Alex was wolfing down her breakfast like she had been starved the whole night, she had on a regular black tracksuit that was zipped just halfway of her chest, showing the navy blue sport bra underneath and a right amount of cleavage.

    Sitting in the seat in front of Alex was the youngest sister of the Jenkins¡¯s family, Hannah, she wore a pink hair bun to match with her oversized T-shirt. Differ from her mother and her sisters, she had a much more slender figure. She kept her eyes on her phone while having her oatmeal, not giving the slightest look toward my way. We used to be close when we were small but I never knew when or why our relationship turned sour.

    Unlike me, they were famous in the university. Alex was the track star and Hannah is a gymnast in Amarod University, both of them were awarded with full athletic scholarships. Not only were they talented but they had the beauty to match. Alex being the cheerful boyish girl that had no problem befriending anyone while Hannah is the graceful ice queen that people could only dare to admire from afar.

    ¡°Here, I made you a sandwich.¡± Coming out of the kitchen to the dining table, Lara hands me a plate with a sandwich, the sandwich was filled with salad, bacon and creamy egg yolk dripping from the side.

    ¡°Thanks, Lara.¡± I sprang up from my seat and received the plate with my palms facing up, my thumbs were on the rim of the plate while the rest my fingers, unintendedly brushed against hers while trying to hold the plate from the bottom.

    Lara flinched at the touch and quickly snatched her hands away. Seeing her reaction, I apologized to her immediately, Lara simply shook her head and assured me that she was just shocked. Both of us share a gaze with blushed cheeks before Lara excuses herself to the upper floor saying that she had to do the laundry.

    ¡°You sure there¡¯s nothing wrong with y''all? Both you and mom have been acting strange since this morning.¡± Alex queried but the notion was swiftly dispelled as I insisted there¡¯s nothing to be worried about.

    Finally giving up on the subject, Alex in turn asked what happened to me in the school yesterday. Both her and Hannah had to attend training session after their classes. By the time they were to receive the news from Lara, I had already left the hospital and was on my way to the shopping mall to buy myself a few pairs of new underwear and to have our dinner since it was too late to cook.

    Of course, I didn¡¯t disclose what really happened to me, nobody wants to hear that I grew almost a foot long dick overnight and it is bizarre to even think about it. I merely told them I had a heatstroke and that is the explanation both me and Lara had agreed upon on our way back home.

    Unbeknownst to me, as I was explaining to Alex of the whole incident, Hannah had her ears perked up, eavesdropping on our conversation while pretending to look at her phone.

    When Alex asked what happened to my face where the double chin and puffy cheek were no longer there, Hannah stole a glance toward me over her phone before quickly snapping her head back to her phone when she thought I caught her peeking. Her expression changed from time to time listening to my story and in fact, she was so absorbed that she had not eaten her oatmeal or scrolled her phone for the past twenty minutes. When she noticed the time on the corner of her phone, she gobbled down her oatmeal and rushed out the door with her bag. I guessed she¡¯s late to her class.

    Me and Alex continued for a few more minutes before I had to leave for school. I stood up from the chair and stacked the bowl left on the table by Hannah on the empty plate of mine, preparing to do the dishes but I was stopped by Alex as she offered to wash it since she had no classes today other than the training she has to attend later in the afternoon. I happily obliged. The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.

    After placing the dishes in the sink, I scooped up my school bag on the chair and headed out of the door, strolling down the street to the nearest subway station which was ten minutes away on foot. I had a motorcycle but it is much cheaper to use the subway.

    Lara, sitting on the edge of her bed, palming her cheeks. ¡°Get it together, Lara. You¡¯re an adult, you shouldn¡¯t be acting this way, especially toward Samantha''s son.¡± Although Lara has been trying to play it cool in front of Ryan, her mind has been a total mess since yesterday.

    ¡ªLara POV¡ª

    Lara had remained single for ten years ever since her divorce with her unfaithful husband, the idea of dating someone was pushed to the back of her mind with how occupied she was to take care of three of her daughters on her own and she had to run a convenience store to support her family. If it wasn¡¯t for Samantha and her sister constantly there for her, she would have fallen apart. Three of them had known each other since highschool and Samantha was the Big Sister to both of them, the day she had passed away with her husband in the house fire were still gut wrenching to think of.

    The inclusion of Ryan into her house had never bothered her as she saw him as nothing more than her closest friend¡¯s son, she had asked if Ryan would want to be adopted into the family but the idea was declined by Ryan because it felt weird for him to call Lara his mother since he had known her since birth. But she insisted Ryan to stay in her house until he¡¯s able to stand on his own feet financially.

    But since yesterday, the idea of Ryan as a little boy has faded, and were instead replaced with the image of his humongous dick constantly popping up in her head.

    When she closed her eyes in her bed, all she could think of is dick.

    When she¡¯s thinking of what to prepare for breakfast, dick.

    When she saw Ryan''s face, still dick.

    All she thinks about is dickkity dickkity dick.

    And to make it worse, the idea instilled by Sarah of helping Ryan with his dick had woke her up the whole night.

    Lara sat on the bed for a few more minutes before standing right up. ¡°I can do this, I just have to distract myself with more work,¡± She encouraged herself with a determined look on her face, her fist balled up in front of her, ready to face any challenge thrown at her.

    Getting her hands on an empty laundry basket, she filled the basket with her own dirty laundry before moving from room to room to pick up the rest of it.

    After collecting both Alex and Hannah''s laundry, she proceeded toward Lisa¡¯s room. With her fingers grasping the door knob, Lara gave it a twist, however, it was locked. With no other choices, Lara gently gave the door a few knocks and waited for a response.

    Standing in front of the door, a rustling sound of a blanket flipping over could be heard and then came the sounds of someone dragging their feet against the wooden floor.

    *Click*

    The door swung open, a six feet tall woman with disheveled navy blue hair emerged from the dark room, she was wearing a white skimpy tank top, showcasing her deep cleavage and a green booty shorts to match with. She had one of her hands still clinging on the door knob and using another to rub the puffy eyes of hers, ¡°M¡­Morning, Mom.¡±

    ¡°Morning, Lisa. You got any laundry you need me to help with? And I made some sandwiches, I kept it in the kitchen.¡± Lara beamed while looking up, Lisa was the tallest in the household, everybody had to look up to her while talking, Lara was no exception as she was only five foot six tall.

    Lisa shuffled back to the dimly lit room and returned carrying a pile of clothes. Lara raised the basket in front of her, signaling Lisa to drop her clothes in it and Lisa followed.

    Lisa stood at her place for a moment, staring down at her mother''s cheerful place with her droopy eyes. With her arms wide open, she wrapped her arm around Lara and snuggled her cheek against hers, ¡°Thanks, Mom.¡± Both their evenly sized breasts pressed together and Lara''s smile widened as she basked in the nice loving hug of her daughter.

    A full minute passed and Lisa finally released her mother from her embrace and continued dragging her feet across the hallway to the bathroom.

    Lara, with her improved mood, makes her way toward the room beside Lisa¡¯s.

 Chapter 6

    ¡ªLara POV¡ª

    Pushing the door open, Lara entered Ryan¡¯s room with ease, he didn''t have the habit to lock his door.

    The room was sparse, far less decorated than the boys his age, had nothing more than a single bed, wooden wardrobe, and an old desk to match with the worn out gaming chair.

    All the things he had before the house fire were beyond salvage, he had to buy all the stuff he had now from the thrift store and online marketplace where people sell their used stuff.

    Including the laptop on the desk that would start whirring loudly whenever it''s on.

    The room was previously an extra space for Lara to store the stuffs that were not of immediate use but had since turned it into Ryan¡¯s room and all the stuff in it were relocated into the basement.

    Beside the window, Lara bent at her waist to pick up the basket sitting in the corner of the room and pour the dirty laundry in it to the bigger basket that Lara brought over.

    As Lara was about to leave the room, she caught a glimpse of a white crooked shaped ball on the floor beside the bed. ¡°Hmmm? What is that?¡± Lara said as she decided to take a closer look.

    ¡°Why is this towel here? He must have forgotten to put it in the basket.¡± Picking up the towel, Lara found that it was unexpectedly heavy and warm to the touch. A viscous, slimy white goo was seeping through the bottom of the ball shaped towel and trickling out on the floor.

    ¡°Eh, it is what I think it is?¡± Lara breathed with a mix of fluster and incredulity, not knowing how to deal with the problem before her. Should she clean it? Or put it back on the floor and pretend that she never saw it?

    *Fifteen minutes later*

    After a series of mental gymnastics, Lara wrapped the towel with another towel to prevent further leaking and tossed it into the basket, deciding that she should clean it for Ryan. It shouldn¡¯t be a problem for her to help him clean it since she had insisted Ryan to leave his laundry to her. They went back and forth on this matter until Ryan conceded. She didn¡¯t want Ryan to feel like an outsider. And this is not her first rodeo, it''s just semen, it shouldn¡¯t be a problem for a mother with three daughters. Right?

    Reaching the basement door in the hallway between the living room and kitchen, Lara bumped into Alex, who had just finished doing the dishes and was humming to the tone of a popular pop music.

    ¡°Heya Mom, I did the dishesss!¡± Alex effused, leaning her head forward, waiting for the compliment she will never get enough of.

    ¡°Thank you, Alex.¡± Lara smiles, patted Alex on the head.

    As Alex was reveling in Lara¡¯s praise, her attention was drawn to the laundry basket that Lara hold in the crook of her free arm against her curvaceous hips

    Eager for more praise, Alex pounced on the basket, ¡°I can help you with that!¡±

    ¡°Eh?¡± But to her surprise, the basket was yanked away by Lara.

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I will do it.¡± Lara breathed calmly with a smiley face.

    ¡°But I wanna do it.¡± Alex, with dilated eyes, dived toward the basket again and again like a cat chasing the cat teaser but was met with an empty hand as Lara was able to move the basket with great dexterity.

    They continued for a couple more rounds until Alex was met with Lara¡¯s gaze and she froze, although Lara still held her smiley face but Alex with her animal-like instinct was able to sense the eerie aura radiating out of her. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.

    ¡°He-Hehehe, I-I remember I had some assignment that needed to be done by tomorrow, I gotta go!¡± Alex backed away from Lara slowly, not wanting to agitate her, before quickly sprinting up the stairs.

    Finally alone, Lara threw her head back and heaved a sigh of relief, thinking it would be a disaster if Alex were to mix the cum-filled towel with the other clothes in the washing machine.

    Lara continued down the basement, setting the basket on the desk just beside the washing machine, she removed the towel away from the basket and began sorting the clothes by light and dark colored clothes to clean separately in the washing machine.

    *BRRRRRRRRRRR*

    The whirring of the washing machine filled the basement. Lara stood in front of the basin with one arm crossed beneath her gigantuous bust and the other cupping her mouth, contemplating how to deal with the towel sitting in the basin.

    Removing her hand from her mouth, she pinched on the edge of the towel and slowly unwrapped it, revealing the creamy pool of semen underneath.

    Lara upon seeing it, like a mindless doll manipulated by the strings of lust, unwittingly scooped up a small bit of the semen on her index finger.

    Bringing the cum coated finger close to her face, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva before taking a sniff.

    Pleasure flooded her vein as she felt every inch of her skin tingling and her lower abdomen throbbing in excitement. ¡®If a mere sniff had pushed me to the edge, what would happen if I were to taste it?¡¯ She mused, licking her lips.

    *DUDUDUDUDUDU*

    As she was about to succumb to her lust, Lara was brought back to earth by the loud thumping sound resounded throughout the basement. The washing machine trembled violently as it entered the spin cycle phase.

    ¡°What the fuck were I thinking?!¡± Her eyes were wide with panic, she turned on the tap in the basin and rinsed her cum coated finger over the water while rubbing her finger over and over with the other hand till no tacky feeling remained.

    Despite Lara had regained her senses, the heat in her lower abdomen had yet to disperse but were instead intensified, her swollen clit pulsed with urgency as each second passes, seemingly begging to be pampered

    Lara ran her hands over her voluptuous tits and winced when she grazed the turgid nipple protruding through the thinness of her nightgown. She playfully circled one of her nips and gave her breast a good squeeze while her other free hand traced along her abdomen and slowly down to her shamefully wet pussy.

    She slid her finger between her clit, warm lube gushing down her thighs the more she rubbed. Moan fell loose from her parted lips and her body jolted forward with pleasure as she inserted her finger deep into her cunt hole, but it was not enough, she needed more stimulation to release all the sexual energy building up in her.

    Lara¡¯s half-lidded eyes looked over her shoulder, the washing machine in the back was trembling like a mad dog on leash. An idea formed in Lara horny mind.

    She inched closer to the washing machine, with one leg on the washing machine, she angled her pussy against the edge of the washing machine. The second her clitoris touched the edge, she threw her head back with a loud gasp, heart shaped pupil forming in her eyes.

    ¡°More!¡± With one leg still on the floor, she balanced herself with both hands on the side of the washing machine and started rocking her hips, grinding her labia like a sex maniac.

    Her mind started to lapsed into emptiness again, ¡°R-Ryan, f-fuck me!¡± she blurted out with her eyes rolled back and brain melted from the intense pleasure she had not felt since forever.

    Images of Ryan¡¯s dick begin to resurface in her brain, he had the dick bigger than any porno male lead, bigger than the dildo in her bedroom and definitely bigger than her stupid ex.

    Her forbidden lust toward her best friend¡¯s son grew stronger, she dug her hungry pussy deeper into the edge of the washing machine, as she grinned from ear to ear with her head flung back, she caught sight of the pile of unwashed darker clothes sitting on the table at the side.

    On top of the pile was a black boxer with white crystallized stain on the crotch area, it belonged to the only man in the house, none other than Ryan. She reached her hand out to grab ahold of the boxer and savor on the smell of Ryan¡¯s manhood. She felt like a pervert doing this behind Ryan¡¯s back but it felt good and she couldn¡¯t care less right at this moment.

    The smell of Ryan¡¯s pre-cumed boxer sent a tremor through her body, her pussy spasmed and clenched on the washing machine like a magnet, ¡°NGHHEEEEEEE!¡± she squealed as her hip gave its final thrust, fountain of hot lube pumping out of her cunt, flooding the floor beneath her.

    *BEEP BEEP* *BEEP BEEP*

    Lara lay on the washing machine, catching her breath, listening to the repetitive cries of the washing machine ringing throughout the basement, indicating the end of the wash cycle.

 Chapter 7

    It was 10:30 AM when I reached Amarod University from the subway. As I was making my way toward the lecture hall, I noticed people were giving me eyes.

    Some were done obscurely, whispering to their friends and looking at me with the corner of their eyes. While others were staring at me bluntly, their eyes darted from me and back to their phone repeatedly, as though they were trying to confirm something.

    I checked my clothes and pants as I passed the crowd, not entirely sure what they were staring at, but I couldn¡¯t find anything worth noticing. I pulled up my hood to avoid their eyes and brisk my pace to the lecture hall.

    Reaching the hallway, I was again met with the gaze of other students who were already in the hall and just like previously, they were whispering with their hands covering their mouths and some were even snickering with their friends. I could hear what they were saying as I ascended the stairs between the column of seats.

    ¡°That¡¯s him right?¡±

    ¡°Pervert.¡±

    ¡°No way, it must be fake.¡±

    ¡°He looked cute though.¡±

    ¡°Hah, too bad you ain¡¯t his type.¡±

    Reaching the back, I sat at the end of the row, just beside the stairs.

    ¡°Hey! The talk of the university has arrived!¡±

    ¡°What are you on about?¡± A blue-haired man sat next to me grinning sarcastically. It was Dylan Hawk, he was my best friend since high school.

    ¡°You didn¡¯t check your social media? You¡¯re all over the internet. I never knew you were that big.¡± He said as he turned on his phone and showed me the thing everybody was talking about.

    When I saw what¡¯s on it, my face turned pale and my skin crawled up. It was a video of me lying unconscious on the pool patio, people were surrounding me and the swimming coach was giving me mouth to mouth resuscitation.

    But that was not the focal point of the video, it turns out I was having a hard on the whole time when I was getting mouth to mouth¡­from a male swimming coach. A towering tent so tall in my trunks that it seemed like I was hiding a cat in my swimming trunk. The video ends with me getting carried away on a stretcher by paramedics as I remained unconscious even after I threw up water and was showing signs of breathing.

    ¡°Oh my fucking god, the whole school must have seen it by now.¡±

    ¡°You damn right, it was posted this morning and it already had over a million views.¡±

    ¡°A-A MILLION?¡± I sat there lifelessly, my cheeks sunken and eyes hollow as I heard the news, imagining that the video had most probably spread throughout the whole neighborhood. My first kiss is a man, there''s no going back from that.

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry bro, there¡¯s nothing wrong being gay. Think of this as a blessing in disguise, I bet all those people who saw that video wanna see what¡¯s packing underneath, you could sell dick pic or start making gay porn and I can be your manager. Me and you, racking up dollar bills.¡± Dylan had his arms over my shoulder, selling me ideas as the sarcastic smile on his face got wider.

    ¡°But the relationship between us will be professional.¡± He continued as he patted me on my shoulder. ¡°I¡¯m sure you could find your true love one day.¡±

    ¡°You know what? You might be right.¡± I said, holding him closer.

    ¡°Eh?¡± Dylan looked back at me bafflingly.

    Seeing Dylan had so much fun kicking me while I¡¯m down, I decided to retaliate. With a swift movement, I grabbed his right wrist and twisted it behind his back. ¡°If I¡¯m gonna be a porn star and you¡¯re gonna be my co-star,¡± I breathed to his ears, sending chills down his spines.

    ¡°W-Wait, Ryan, stop-¡±

    The once lively lecture hall was dead silence, feeling odd, I peered up to check what¡¯s going on. Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel.

    The girls were blushing while the boys were flabbergasted as everybody stared intently at us.

    ¡°Wait, we were just fooling around-¡± Before I could explain myself, a series of clicking sounds accompanied with flash lights emanated from the phones of our classmates.

    All of a sudden, the front door of the lecture hall creaked open and the lecturer entered the hall. Everybody, upon noticing, returns to their seats. It all occurred in a flash leaving both me and Dylan mouth agape and soon both of our phones began to buzz, the picture that was taken not more than a minute ago had been uploaded on social media.

    ¡°Is Ryan Black here?¡± The lecturer standing behind the lecture podium asked, adjusting his glasses as he scanned the crowd.

    ¡°Here.¡± I responded with my hand up in the air.

    ¡°Oh, there you are, Mr.Black, I was requested to inform you that the president would like you to meet her in her office after the class.¡±

    ¡°Mr.Greenwood, do you happen to know what it is about?¡±

    ¡°I got no idea, young man, I was not told anything else.¡± The lecturer replied in a hoarse voice, he adjusted his glasses again before opening the textbook in front of him, ¡°Alright, let''s begin our class.¡±

    I sat there with a gloomy face, not knowing what lies ahead of me. Can my day get any bleaker?

    *Two hours later*

    In a lavishly adorned room, a dark-haired woman who seemed to be in her late twenties sat behind the desk. She was draped in a v-neck dress and a blazer, showing deep cleavage comparable to Lara. Her name is Noguchi Hisako, she¡¯s the president and founder of Amarod University.

    The coach for my swimming class, Mr.Richard, stood at the side of the room with his arm crossed in front of his chest.

    ¡°Mr.Black, I hope you¡¯re doing well after what happened yesterday. Despite the incident, as the president of this university, I would still have to issue you a warning letter for the prank you pulled,¡± Ms.Hisako said solemnly.

    ¡°Wait, what prank?¡± I tensed up, not understanding what I had done.

    ¡°Have you seen the video?¡± Ms.Hisako asked.

    ¡°Er, you meant the video of Mr.Richard giving me mouth to mouth resuscitation?¡± I questioned.

    ¡°Yes, as of now, the video had over three million views for the huge dick prank you pulled, not only has this video affected Mr.Richard but you have tarnished the name of our university. You should be glad that we have only issued you a warning.¡±

    ¡°B-But, it wasn¡¯t a prank-¡±

    ¡°Don¡¯t be ridiculous! Mr.Black, you meant to tell me that whatever in your trunks that day was real? Proved it.¡± Ms.Hisako had both her arms crossed under her breast, leaning back on her leather office chair.

    Mr.Richard nods his head in agreement.

    I stood in place for a moment, thinking of a way out of the predicament I¡¯m in but it all boils down to one solution, an obvious and crude solution.

    *Clang*

    The metal part of my leather belt hit the floor as I unbuckled and pulled it out of my jeans. Unhooking the jeans button, I tucked my finger into the waistband of my jeans and boxer and with a simple tug, both my jeans and boxer dropped to the floor.

    Ms.Hisako, who had until now believed that I was lying, now sat there unmoving, her eyes locked into the black serpent hanging between my legs. The swimming coach was the same and his jaw hung loose.

    ¡°Ms.Hisako, is this sufficient?¡±

    ¡°Huh? What?¡± Ms.Hisako jerked awake from her trance, swiping the saliva off her reddish lips.

    ¡°Can I pull up my pants now?¡± I asked, being naked in presence of a woman I barely knew was humiliating enough, but in front of another man? No way. I¡¯m not the type of person who can hit the shower room naked with their teammates.

    ¡°Oh! Sure, please go ahead. We¡¯re truly sorry Mr.Black, we didn¡¯t expect you to be so¡­ If I may, well endowed. If there¡¯s anything we can do to right our wrongs.¡± Ms.Hisako hurriedly said, knowing she will be in deep trouble if whatever happened in this room were to leak out. Her eyes were involuntarily drawn toward my dick throughout the whole process.

    ¡°Is fine. Ms.Hisako.¡± I replied, I do not wish to make enemies with the president, only an idiot would make enemies with one of the richest families in the city.

    ¡°But why were you hard that day?¡± The swimming coach who had been silent all this time finally sounded out with a genuinely curious look on his face.

    ¡°I-I couldn''t say the reason.¡± I lowered my head. I vividly remember I was ogling at the girls in one piece swimsuits right before I fainted in the pool. If I were to tell the president and swimming coach that I was having an erection because I was staring at girls, this would not end with just a warning, I might get expelled.

    ¡°What do you mean-¡± Before the swimming coach could continue to pursue, he was suddenly stopped by the president. She signaled him over to her side and showed him something on her phone, both whispered to each other with their hands covering their mouth.

    ¡°Mr.Black, I shouldn¡¯t be so insensitive. There¡¯s no need for you to explain yourself. It was natural for you to react that way.¡± Mr.Richard comforted.

    ¡°Amarod University has always embraced diversity, we don¡¯t judge,¡± Ms.Hisako added.

    ¡°Eh?¡±

    The meeting between Ms.Hisako has finally ended and I was allowed to resume my class.

    Unaware to me, as I left the president room, a slender dark figure with a cap on was staring at me from a distance.

 Chapter 8

    It''s been three days since the video of me had been uploaded on the internet, the whole thing has died down quickly. That¡¯s the thing about the internet and the short attention span of the new generation, everything goes as fast as it comes. Yesterday, people were talking about multiple dry corpses were found in random places. Today, everybody talks about a cat spinning in a rave music video.

    But it has been a hell of a three days for me. Alex and Lara had seen the swimming pool video and the picture of me with Dylan fooling around in the lecture hall. People even went as far as creating their version of the story, shipping me and Dylan in all sorts of romantic love stories. I had to spend a lot of time convincing both Lara and Alex that I¡¯m not gay. Oddly enough, Alex never questioned my dick.

    Throughout the whole ordeal, Hannah still shows no interest towards me. However, I had caught her staring at me and Dylan a few times in the lecture hall. Despite studying in different courses, we happened to share a couple of the same classes. Needless to say, she doesn¡¯t look happy whenever our gaze met.

    Well, as for Lisa, I rarely saw her due to the difference in our sleeping schedule. I don¡¯t think she even cares about what happened outside her room.

    Just as I thought that things couldn¡¯t get any worse, they did. The day that I had become the hottest topic in the town, I went straight back home, doing my best to avoid any uncalled attention.

    Upon reaching my home, I was exhausted. I ran up the stairs to my room and dived into my bed, wanting to sleep all my problems away .As I lay on the bed, I felt my legs were on top of something soft and fuzzy.

    I sat right back up to check what it was and found that it was all the clothes that I placed in the laundry basket. I picked one of the clothes on top to take a whiff and sure enough, it had the toasty smell of clothes that were dried in the high heat of the dryer and a mix of detergent smell.

    "Wait, I didn¡¯t put any towel in the basket.¡± As I was prepared to put the freshly cleaned laundry back in my wardrobe, I noticed a towel was within it. That''s the moment when something hits me, I realize the cum filled towel was no longer on the floor beside my bed.

    My heart went cold, I was planning to clean it myself tonight but never had I expected Lara to help me clean it since I had purposely placed it outside of the basket, I was too careless.

    Ever since that day, Lara had been purposely dodging me, there¡¯s always something up that she would need to attend whenever we are alone together. The only time we had the chance to talk was at the dinner table where Alex and Hannah were around but never a direct communication between us.

    Like a coward I am, I have decided to took up more freelancing jobs at night instead of facing Lara directly. I didn¡¯t know how I should break the tension between us and I didn¡¯t want Lara to feel uncomfortable whenever she¡¯s around me, I wanted to give her more space and more time for me to think it through. Should I rent a room in the nearby apartment or apply for a student accommodation in the university dorm after all ? It will be tough on my budget but at least I don¡¯t have to burden Lara any more.

    It was ten in the night when I had completed a request requiring me to repair a jammed door. Throughout the year, I had forced myself to learn a lot of extra skills to earn extra income to pay for my daily expenses and tuition fee. I had done jobs including plumbing, locksmithing, computer repairing and so on. It was tough at first but all of this knowledge is available on the internet, you just have to be thick-skinned and say yes to every job available.

    *Ding Ding*

    Just as I was all ready to head back home, I received an app notification from my phone. Turning my phone on, it was a job request from the freelance app requiring me to pick up and deliver. The place that I was required to pick up the items was only five minutes away and I had to send it to a residence in Limerock Town, which was one hour away from where I¡¯m at, if this job came sooner I would have accepted it but the round trip would be too long for me as I will need to leave Amarod City, the city I lived in. This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings.

    When I was about to decline the job, I hesitated when I saw the pay. The commission for the job was three hundred dollars! It was more than what I made today.

    ¡®This must be a sketchy job.¡¯ I thought to myself. I¡¯m not stupid, three hundred dollars for a delivery job? Is most probably drugs or something extremely important that need to be delivered today and this is not the first time I have received high fees for delivery. To be honest, I¡¯m a realist. For me, money is money, as long as I¡¯m not paid to hit or kill someone, I wouldn''t mind doing the dirty stuff. There¡¯s a reason customers pick me. I don¡¯t ask questions and I always complete my job, that¡¯s how I earned my high rating in the freelancer apps..

    After mulling over, I pressed ¡®yes¡¯ on the job request notification on my phone screen. ¡®I could be back home before 1 AM. This should be fine.¡¯

    I put on my helmet and set my phone into the phone holder attached to my motorcycle dashboard. With GPS on the phone leading the way, it didn¡¯t take long for me to reach a nearby subway station. Stepping inside, I make my way to the locker facility and pull up my phone to check the instructions.

    Walking through rows of lockers, I scanned the number on the corner of the lockers, I paused in the middle of the row and re-check the number with the instruction in my phone before placing my finger on the keypad in the middle of the locker.

    ¡°2-0-1-2-2-4¡± I murmured as I inserted the pin number.

    *Click*

    The screen above the keypad blinks green and the locker popped open with a sharp click. I I pulled the locker open, inside was a rugby shaped package wrapped in multiple layers of bubble wrap and reinforced with duct tape. Stuffing the package in my school bag, I swiftly exited the subway station, not wanting to waste my time and the earlier I sent it, the better my rating.

    *One hour later*

    Parking my motorcycle in front of a mid-rise apartment building, I made a phone call to the receiver, wanting them to collect the package outside of the apartment instead of me going all the way up but nobody answered.

    Standing in front of the building, I pressed the doorbell but to no avail. Heaving a sigh of frustration, I pressed and held the doorbell button, hoping for the best.

    ¡°Uh,huh? *cough* W-Who¡¯s there?¡± A dry voice muffled with static can be heard through the speaker on top of the doorbell.

    ¡°I got a package for..er, Mr.Samson on the tenth floor unit number seven.¡± I responded and showed the address on my phone to the security camera above me.

    ¡°W-WHAT YOU SAY? LOUNDER, SON!¡±

    ¡°I GOT A PACKAGE FOR MR.SAMSON ON THE TENTH FLOOR UNIT NUMBER SEVEN!¡±

    ¡°COME IN!¡±

    *BEEP*

    Passing through the front door, a wrinkly old man with ¡®SECURITY¡¯ imprinted on his cap sits behind a L shape desk. He stared at me with his barely opened eyes.

    ¡°ELEVATOR, OVER THERE!¡± He shrieked as he pointed to the end of the hallway. At the end of the hallway had a big double door with a small green left arrow sign with ¡®LOBBY¡¯ printed in it, hanging above.

    ¡°THANK YOU!¡±

    ¡°WELCOME!¡± A smile spread on the old man''s face before he placed the cap on his face and a loud snoring sound resounded throughout the hallway.

    I proceeded toward the lobby and took the elevator to the tenth floor. It wasn¡¯t long before I had arrived at the front door of unit number seven, I was about to knock on the door but the door was swayed open by the wind.

    ¡°Hello?¡± I leaned my body inside without stepping through the door to look around the dark apartment. ¡°Mr.Samson, I got your package.¡± But all I was met with was dead silence. ¡°I guessed the homeowner must have forgotten to lock his door before leaving.¡±

    After much contemplation, I decided to step inside and leave the package in the living room or dining table, somewhere obvious. I can¡¯t leave it outside, if someone steals it, all my commission goes down the drain. I just got to film a video of me walking inside and placed the package as proof of delivery. Easy.

    ¡°I¡¯M COMING IN!¡±

 Chapter 9

    Turning on both of my phone¡¯s camera and torch light, I stepped inside the apartment holding the package in front of my phone, recording all my actions.

    The apartment was rather bland, there was nothing on the wall nor there''s any decorative furniture, it was all the basic stuff you would have expected in an apartment. The only thing worth mentioning were the large TV and newest gaming console connected to it, PlayStation 6, on the wooden TV cabinet. The whole apartment gave off the vibe of a man cave for a single man.

    On the dining table, a bag of groceries were placed on top and inside were full of sodas and beers filled to the brim. Yep, this apartment definitely belongs to a single man.

    I placed the oval-shaped package beside the grocery bag and took a soda from the grocery bag to put it on the other side of the package, to prevent the package from rolling off the table.

    After finishing my job, I hit the red square button on my phone¡¯s screen to stop recording and took a couple more pictures of the package before sending it to the sender and homeowner, notifying them that the package was sent and I left a message telling the homeowner that he had left his front door open.

    ¡®Ding Ding¡¯

    As soon as I hit the send button on the freelancing apps, I was alerted by a familiar notification sound, the sound came from the room beside the living room. It had no doors, it might be the kitchen.

    A sense of curiosity filled my bones, I edged closer to the room with a light step. Maybe the homeowner left his phone in the kitchen? Or the homeowner was unconscious and in need of emergency assistance? I needed to verify to ease my thoughts. Last thing I need is being viral for the wrong reason, again.

    I peeked my head around the corner and my mind went blank at what I saw..

    *Mmmmmhhm mhhhhmm mmmmmh*

    Inside the narrow kitchen, dim moonlight shone through the window at the end of the kitchen, casting a soft light sufficient for me to spy on the intimating scene unfolding before me.

    A short haired lanky man had his back facing me, his heels were raised above the floor and his face facing right up, sharing a fervent kiss with a significantly taller woman. The woman''s long black hair cascading over her face to the man¡¯s face beneath her, she had one her slender hands grasp on the back of his head while the other hand rested on his shoulder. Their sloppy kiss reverberated throughout the kitchen.

    I looked on with my eyes bleeding red and my teeth gritted with envy. How could someone like him get a SSS grade woman like that? A tall mommy type girlfriend! That¡¯s the goal of every man, to have a tall woman to baby you and treat you like the short king you are.

    As I stooped closer to have a better view, I accidentally kicked an empty can cluttered on the floor, the loud clanking voice alerted the woman and she removed her face from the short haired man and stare forward, despite her face were concealed by her flowing hair but I could still feel her piercing gaze.

    ¡°Shit! I¡¯m sorry! I didn¡¯t mean to spy. I thought something happened to the owner because the front door was unshut. I¡¯m here to deliver a package to Mr.Samson, I left it on the dining table.¡± I quickly showed myself to the couple and apologized earnestly, hoping that they would be willing to forgive me and not give me a low rating on the freelancer apps or worse, call the cops on me.

    The woman makes no move to reply, she simply releases the man from her grasp, causing the man to plummet on the floor lifelessly with a loud thud. This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

    ¡°Eh?¡±

    With the man no longer standing in front of the woman, I was able to have a clearer view of the woman¡¯s stature

    The woman who I had thought was only a head taller than the man, straightened out from her bent over posture, revealing herself to be at least eight feet tall. She wore a supposedly hospital gown that was too small for her, accentuating her busty figure. If it weren¡¯t for the patient''s wristband, I would have thought she¡¯s wearing a mini dress.

    The colossal woman stepped over the unconscious man with her naked feet and took big strides towards me. Every step she took made her breast bounce slightly, her breast was so enormous that the fabric of her white gown was stretched thin against her curves, outlining the fat nipple underneath. And the dump truck she carries on the back swings left and right as she approaches, her gown rode up little by little, exposing her huge, swollen clit and her ass cheeks.

    Her abdomen was now right in front of me and her stomach let out a thunderous growl accompanied with slight tremor. Abnormal amount of heat was radiating from her skin.

    A mix of terror and horniness encroached me as I lifted my head up but all I was able to take in were the soft twin peaks casting shadow on my face. Her stomach growled again and the tremor reverberated throughout her body, her tits wobbled like pudding on a plate and in a split second, one of her eyes locked with mine. Her eyes were glowing red in the dark and not of humans, no, it was the eye of a beast that is about to eat her prey.

    I was petrified, my body trembling in fear and my legs were shaking like a newborn deer. I do not know if she is a ¡®she¡¯ but my mind was able to connect the dots that all those news reports of dry corpses found in random places were her doing. The same as the one lying on the floor in the kitchen.

    ¡°Ha-Haha, you know what, it''s kinda late. I-! need to go, you can continue whatever you were doing with your¡­.boyfriend. I can help you guys shut the door on my way out.¡± I turned my heels rigidly to face the front door of the apartment but before I could take a single step, her deadly white hands lifted me by my shoulder and forcefully pinned me against the wall, my legs were dangling in the air as I¡¯m now eyes-level with her

    ¡°W-Wow lady, I-I¡¯m definitely not your type, I¡¯m super gay. You saw the viral photo of me with Dylan? That¡¯s my boyfriend. He''s super gay too, I eat ass for breakfast, you wouldn¡¯t want to kiss someone with a mouth full of feces, would you-¡± My mouth was forced shut by her plump lips.

    Her tongue forced its way aggressively into my mouth, parting my teeth, exploring every inch within me. My body twitched in pleasure, and my dick throbbed with need, pulsating between her breasts. But soon, the pleasure turned into horror as I could feel my body getting weaker, her tongue swirled around my mouth relentlessly, as if she was trying to scrape all the saliva in me. Loud continuous gulping sound could be heard

    Panicked, I thrusted my hands against her shoulder and kicked my legs toward her abdomen, trying to push her away but like a tree rooted on the ground, she wouldn''t even budge. The fear of being sucked dry propelled me to continue swaying my arms and legs, even if all my effort were in vain, I knew I had to keep trying.

    As though she was annoyed by my actions, she pushed herself forward, using her body to suppress my movement and shoving my dick between her tits. Suddenly, her invading lengthy tongue thrust deep into my throat, before retreating and going back deeper again, repeatedly. My eyes rolled back in pleasure and pain, I was getting throat fuck by the tall lady with her tongue.

    My sight slowly turned glassy and I could feel my cheeks sunken, I was in double danger as the energy in me was being sucked dry by the tall lady¡¯s monster tongue and my raging member that threatened to slip me into darkness if I were to not tend to it timely. But how could I? My body is growing weak with each passing second and I can barely even move my fingers or my waist.

    ¡°You are really hopeless.¡±

    A familiar voice sounded out within me and my eyes turned red, a small spark of energy reinvigorated my weak body and all the pores in my body instinctively widened and dispersed a pink miasma around me.

    The tall lady, who was devouring all the fluid in me, suddenly slumped down to her knees, her curvaceous body shook violently to burst after burst of pussy juice splattered all over the floor beneath her. She didn¡¯t know nor understand what she was experiencing, such foreign feelings had left her powerless.

    At the same time she slumped to the floor, I was released from her grip and fell to the floor too. I could only look at her in bewilderment as I coughed my lungs out, not understanding what¡¯s happening to her.

    But I sure as hell know what I need to do now.

    RUN!

 Chapter 10

    In the middle of the night. red and blue lights flashed in front of a mid-rise apartment in Limerock Town. On the tenth floor, the corridor around unit number seven was cordoned off with police tape, men in blue uniforms were assigned to block off the curious neighbors and the desperate journalists and reporters that¡¯s trying to ducked over the police tape into the apartment for footage of the crime scene.

    *Dink*

    The elevator door slid open and two women stepped out of it, the woman with blonde hair leading the way, pushing through the crowd with her lean but strong arms and the woman with cap on followed behind.

    "Ma''am, do not step further.¡±¡ªThe young officer in front of the police tape puts up his hand¡ª¡±This is a crime scene.¡±

    The blonde-haired woman remained in silence, she slid her hands into her bomber jacket¡¯s inner pocket, pulling out her wallet to flashed the officer her badge.

    ¡°SCID?¡± The young police officer¡¯s forehead wrinkled with confusion, unfamiliar with the badge held out before him.

    ¡°Tsk.¡± The blonde-haired woman clicked her tongue in annoyance, ready to burst out on the young officer.

    ¡°Let them in.¡±

    A deep voice cut through them. Behind the police tape was a senior officer, he signaled the young officer to let the two women through before putting the cigarettes back to his mouth.

    The young officer quickly lifted the police tape to let the blonde-haired woman through, the woman following on the back showed the badge she hung on her neck before going through the tape as well. A journalist pretended to be the woman''s co-worker by flashing a random badge but was quickly pushed back by the young officer.

    ¡°Good evening, ladies. The scene is all yours,¡± The senior officer greeted.

    ¡°Well, you¡¯re easy to work with. Did any of your men entered the apartment?¡± The blonde-haired lady asked while the woman donning a red cap remained in silence.

    ¡°Only two patrol officers, paramedics and the neighbor of the homeowner, he is the one who called the ambulance.¡±

    ¡°I assumed he was dead when your men arrived?¡±

    ¡°Barely alive. But he was pronounced dead on his way to the hospital.¡± The senior officer handed over his phone to the blonde-haired woman, showing a picture of a mummified man. ¡°Poor bastard, he couldn''t even muster the strength to speak his last word.¡±

    Both the women were shocked, although the victim is dead, this was the first of the many cases where the victim was alive for a brief moment, something must have disturbed ¡®it¡¯.

    Without further ado, the blonde haired woman returned the phone to the senior officer and entered the crime scene with her co-worker.

    The previous dark apartment is now illuminated with white fluorescent light. The red capped woman stood idle on the side while the blonde-haired woman took a deep breath.

    ¡°A drunken man, a pair of men and women with the smell of gunpowder, a group of people with the smell of strong disinfectant, a man with the smell of coconut oil and a man with a vehicle smoke smell. It seems like it did not enter through the front door,¡± The blonde-haired woman murmured .

    ¡°Ashley, focus on the scent of the drunken man,¡± The red capped woman instructed as she slipped a glove over one of her hands to pick up the empty beer can on the floor. Deducing that the drunken man must be the homeowner.

    Scent fades but not completely, based on how much scent remained, the blonde-haired woman, Ashley, was able to use her heightened sense of smell to determine how long a person stayed in a certain place and differentiate between the new and old smell of the same person. Starting from the front door, she closed her eyes and began to follow the trail of pungent scent of the homeowner.

    Despite having her eyes closed, Ashley was able to maneuver herself with ease over the dining chairs that were not pushed in thoroughly under the dining table and the messy hallway.

    ¡°Kiara, this was where it happened.¡± Ashley stood right in the middle of the kitchen, her nose wiggle a little bit more as she stared at the kitchen hood. ¡°It broke in through the hood.¡±

    ¡°But what makes it stop its assault on the homeowner? This has never happened before.¡±

    ¡°The entrance of the kitchen, the man with a smoky smell was there, watching.¡±

    ¡°It must be the neighbor then, the senior officer said he¡¯s the one that found his body.¡±

    ¡°I don¡¯t think so, there¡¯s a smell of coconut oil that came later, way after it left. ¡±

    ¡°Does this mean we got a second victim?¡±

    Ashley with her eyes closed again, following the trail of the metallic smell belonging to ¡®it¡¯ before she stopped at the wall at the far side from the kitchen.

    ¡°OOOOHH HOOOO!¡± Ashley suddenly dropped down on her knee and released a low grunting voice, her hands pressing on her hands pressing on her lower abdomen.

    ¡°What happened!¡± Kiara quickly came to her side but Ashley put her hand out and simply told her she¡¯s fine.

    ¡®What is this smell, it smells like¡­sex. Did that man have sex with ¡®it¡¯? Impossible right? And this fishy smell, it definitely came from this stain over here.¡¯ Ash thought with a red face, the smell she caught was a mix of vehicle smoke and something different, this scent was....manly, it was so strong that her pussy reacted strongly to it, she is wet right now. If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.

    ¡°What is this?¡± Kiara had also noticed the stain on the wooden floor in front of Ash, she used her gloved fingers to brush against the floor and took a whiff. ¡°I-Is this it¡¯s¡­. blood?¡±

    ¡®Nonononono, this is definitely it¡¯s squirt juice.¡± Ash could only keep this thought to herself, nobody would believe her if she were to say that the man had sex with ¡®it¡¯. And that¡¯s the last thing she wants to write in her report. But she couldn¡¯t leave out the possibility that this may be it¡¯s blood, they haven¡¯t even seen it despite chasing it for days.

    ¡°What happened afterward?¡±

    Ashley stood right back up with a shaky leg and took a few steps away from the wall and took in another breath. ¡°He went out of the door and ¡®it¡¯ stayed here for quite a while before fleeing through the kitchen hood.¡±

    ¡°Well, whoever that man is, there¡¯s one thing we could be sure of, he either had EGS or he took ¡®SBIA¡¯. So far, all the fallen victims have either of those.¡±

    ¡°Speak of the devil.¡± Ashley noticed the package on the table, she took a quick sniff and tore it open, revealing a small bag of pink pills. ¡°The smoky scented man must be the one who brought these SBIA pills here, the package was full of his smell.¡±

    ¡°Let¡¯s check the surveillance footage with the security, see if we can get this guy''s identity. We need to get to him before ¡®it¡¯ does.¡±

    Behind the security desk, both women had their eyes locked on the computer screen, Kiara was scrolling the mouse to rewind the security footage. The old security was dozing off at the back.

    ¡°Roll back!¡± Ashley exclaimed, ¡±Pause! This guy, he had the same package we found.¡±

    They leaned their faces closer to the computer screen, reading the delivery details on the phone that Ryan displayed for the security camera.

    ¡°Ryan Black? I think I know this guy, he¡¯s the one that came out of the president room of Amarod University.¡± Kiara pointed out.

    ¡°Hm? Isn¡¯t that the place you were assigned to infiltrate? He should be easy to find then.¡±

    Kiara took a picture of the delivery details and sent it back to their headquarters before leaving the apartment.

    ----

    It was 2 AM when I had returned back home, I stumbled across the hallway semi-conscious to the kitchen, knocking down a chair when I almost fell flat on the floor.

    The adrenaline boost that got me away from the tall lady had diminished and the after-effect from the attack of the tall lady had slowly crept back in, my throat was parched dry and my body was heating up from the constant flashback of the incident, it was terrifying but arousing at the same time.

    Swaying open the refrigerator, my trembling hand reached for the large transparent bottle sitting on the shelf located on the inside of the refrigerator door.

    Slumping down on the couch in the dark living room, I begin chucking down the cold water to quench my thirst and the building heat but to no avail, the heat continues to build up and my throbbing dick refuses to go down without a wank¡­.

    -Lara POV-

    Upstairs in Lara¡¯s bedroom, Lara was startled awake by the loud commotion downstairs. She went down with a nightgown on to check what was going on, but there were no lights on. She flipped open the lights on the hallway and the kitchen but was only met with the fridge left open and a fallen chair. ¡°Could it be that someone broke into our house?¡± She pondered with worry as she closed the fridge but was soon drawn to the gasping voice echoed from the living room.

    She drew a kitchen knife from the knife holder, walking toward the living room with her heels lifted off the ground. ¡°W-Whoever is there, show yourself! I got a knife! I¡¯m not afraid of you!¡± Getting closer to the source of the voice, she gripped her knife tightly to the shadowy figure sitting on the couch while using her free hand to fumble across the wall for the light switch.

    *Click*

    Lara heaved a sigh of relief, it was only Ryan but she immediately noticed something was wrong with him. Ryan was sweating profusely and his face was pale white. Lara placed the knife on the coffee table and went to his side and tried to shake him up but he simply grunted in response.

    Lara took her sight away from Ryan¡¯s face to his lower part. Inside of his jeans, a long and thick bulge was stretching tight against his jeans, yearning for fresh air from the suffocating fabric cage. The reason why Ryan was in the state he is was obvious and there¡¯s only one way to deal with it.

    Setting her mind to it, Lara kneeled on the floor in front of Ryan, she unbuckled his belt and yanked his jeans out of the way. His cock sprung up and slapped against his stomach, viscous precum were leaking and coating his dickhead.

    She gulped and bit her lips, the sheer length and girth of his member made her clit pulsed with need. She leaned closer to take a sniff, causing a light whimper of pleasure to escape from Ryan¡¯s mouth when her hot breath touched the tip of his dick.

    The smell turned on a switch in her, her eyes turned heart shaped as lust had taken over the timid her. With no further hesitation, she wrapped her fingers around the head of his cock and began spreading the natural lube along the length of his cock, up and down, again and again.

    ¡°This is the real thing.¡± Lara muttered, the dick she had been going nuts for over the past few days is finally in her grasp. She had resorted to staying away from Ryan due to the guilt she had for masturbating with his cum towel and his boxer but now, all those thoughts were blown away at this moment.

    ¡°ahhhh¡±

    Ryan, who was unconscious, grunted in pleasure, fingers digging deeper into the leather couch. It was different compared to the way he touched himself, it was much more cold and soft.

    However, Ryan wasn¡¯t the only one getting all the enjoyment. Lara with her free hand reached under her nightgown to rubbed her wet clit with the same intensity as her other hand stroking his cock. It was almost as if he was fucking her.

    She sank her nose into his hefty balls and began sniffing greedily while she grazed her index finger all around the underside of his glans before stroking down, continuously.

    Ryan was immediately jolted awake by the sudden transition, the sensitivity under the glans was too overwhelming for him as he moaned in pleasure. ¡°Mmmmph...L-Lara? What are you doing?¡±

    ¡°Shhhhh, it''s okay. Just leave it to me. I will make you feel better.¡± Lara locked eyes with Ryan from below. Ryan''s hip moved instinctively, matching the rhythm of her hand. After several more strokes, she could feel his cock throbbing, she upped the speed of both of her hands.

    ¡°Cum! Ryan! Cum! Don¡¯t hold back! Cum for me please!¡±

    ¡°NGHHHHHH¡±

    Strings of white spurt shot from the tip, decorating both Ryan¡¯s shirt and Lara¡¯s hand and face. Both of their moans resonated throughout the living room, Ryan was huffing and puffing on the couch and colors had returned to his face.

    Lara, on the other hand, was experiencing the climax of her lifetime, her pussy were spasming like someone stuck a vibrator in it. It lasted for a full minute before Lara plopped her head on Ryan¡¯s thigh with staggered breath. The white translucent fluid accidentally consumed by Lara had amplified her orgasm by folds.

    From the staircase, a woman with dark blue hair looked upon them with a pensive gaze, as though she was plotting something.

 Chapter 11

    It was 10 AM in the morning, I sat up on my bed with disheveled hair. I had decided to take a day off from university to give myself some room to breathe after what happened yesterday.

    Who was that tall lady? Or should I say what is it? And that sound..it was clearly Desire, my lookalike that I had dreamed of in the hospital, was he the one that helped me get away from the tall lady by releasing the pink miasma?

    But there''s a silver lining out of all the ridiculous things I encountered yesterday, the awkward air between me and Lara seemed to have dissipated. Last night, both of us sat on the couch and quietly cleaned ourselves with the tissue box on the coffee table. We didn¡¯t speak a word as we ascended the stairs but just as I was about to enter my room, She called out to me.

    ¡°Ryan.¡±

    ¡°Yes?¡±

    ¡°I-If you ever need my help again¡­.just tell me.¡±

    ¡°Okay.¡±

    ¡°Goodnight. Ryan."

    ¡°Goodnight.¡±

    Both of us shared a gaze and Lara went back into her room. I stood there for quite a while before doing the same. As anyone might have expected, I didn¡¯t get much sleep but ever since that day from the hospital, I didn¡¯t really need much to stay awake through the day.

    ¡ª-

    After a quick wash up, I went down the stairs to the dining table but found that everybody had gone out except Lisa, I could still see her shoes on the shoe rack, as always.

    I went to the kitchen and reached for the coffee jar inside the top cabinet. I didn¡¯t really need the caffeine, I just like the taste of hot coffee in the cold morning. Before I could get a clean cup from the dish rack, I was interrupted by the sudden knocking sound from the front door.

    ¡°Who is it?¡± I yelled out as I made my way toward the front door, thinking that it was probably just the delivery driver. You would be surprised by how many parcels were sent to your house when you live with four girls. Most of the parcels belong to Lisa since she was not fond of going out, she¡¯s not an introvert by any means, she just likes to stay in her room.

    Another knock came.

    ¡°I¡¯m coming. I¡¯m coming, couldn¡¯t you just leave it at the-¡± I swayed open the door, fully expecting a delivery driver at my doorstep but contrary to my expectations, two women stood in front of me with a casual look.

    ¡°Morning kid, I¡¯m Detective Ashley Carter and she¡¯s my partner, Detective Kiara Estrada from the Special Crime Investigation Department of Amarod City Police Department.¡±¡ªflashing her badge to me¡ª¡±We¡¯re looking for Ryan Black, is he in the house?¡± Ashley asked, expecting Ryan to be much taller, due to the surveillance footage being caught from above, she couldn¡¯t tell how tall he was.

    Although Kiara had recognized Ryan at first sight, she decided to stand idle at the side as she was too lazy to correct Ashley and she preferred to let her do all the talking until she was needed to do so.

    ¡°I am.¡±

    ¡°Eh? Oh, I¡¯m sorry. We are here to ask some questions regarding a murder that happened last night in an apartment in Limerock Town.¡± Ashley had not expected him to have such a youthful look and small stature because of the thick manly sex scent she sniffed last night but now that she focuses her sense of smell, he was indeed the man they looked for, there¡¯s a faint scent of vehicle smoke and the same smell that had made her instantly wet.

    ¡®Did he really have sex with it?¡¯ Ashley thought, her face blushed and lower abdomen tightened in response to the same but weaker scent from last night.

    ¡°C-Come in.¡± I stuttered, remembering the man who was left in the kitchen in the apartment by the tall lady.

    Inviting both of them in and leading them to the living room, I sat on the single seater while both of them sat on the three seater couch.

    Ashley upon arriving in the living room immediately became uneasy. Despite Ryan and Lara making an effort to wipe the leather couch as cleanly as possible, some of Ryan¡¯s cum still accidentally slipped into the crevice of the couch. But this could not escape Ashley¡¯s heightened sense, especially when she¡¯s this close.

    ¡®This brat, after fucking the monster, he came back for another round? Are you a sex fiend or what?!¡¯ Ashley rubbed her meaty thighs together while pressing her hand on her throbbing abdomen as she sat beside Kiara.

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    ¡°Mr. Black, can you explain what you were doing last night in Mr. Samson''s apartment?¡± Kiara asked, not giving any mind to the weird antics of Ashley, she was sitting on the side of the couch nearest to Ryan''s seat.

    ¡°I accepted a job in freelancer apps that required me to send a package to Mr. Samson. When I arrived, the front door was open, so I thought I could just leave the parcel on the dining table.¡±

    ¡°Did you see what happened to Mr. Samson?¡±

    ¡°Yes¡­But¡­I¡¯m not sure if you would believe me.¡±

    Kiara''s eyes twitched to Ryan¡¯s answer. Despite already knowing that Ryan had indeed seen what happened and was attacked by it, she had to ask. Unlike Ashley''s abilities, Kiara owns the ability to track lies, to be more precise, her exceptional hearing ability allowed her to hear even the faintest sound, like a person''s heartbeat and much more accurate than a lie detector. That¡¯s the sole reason why she was the one responsible for asking the question and she likes the synergy they share. But different from Ashley, she could turn on and off of her ability by choice. If not, she would have gone mad.

    Of course, lies weren''t the only thing she¡¯s able to read, right now she could feel Ryan¡¯s heart palpitating anxiously.

    ¡°Trust us, we have seen things much worse.¡± Kiara reassured me.

    Taking a deep breath, I continued, ¡°In the kitchen, a tall lady, a tall lady was sucking all the fluid out of the homeowner through his mouth.¡±

    ¡°Tall Lady?¡± Both Ashley and Kiara exclaimed. ¡°Could you describe what she looks like?¡± Kiara asked, taking a pocket notebook and a pen out from her pocket.

    ¡°She was about eight feet tall, with a v-voluptuous build. She was wearing some sort of hospital gown but too small for her, she seemed to have outgrown the gown....and her wrist, she was wearing a tag, the same tag that a patient would wear.¡±

    Kiara was scribbling all the details of ¡®it¡¯ in her note. No, ¡®she¡¯. This was the biggest breakthrough they had, all this information allowed them to narrow their search.

    ¡°This sucking thing, has she done it to you?¡± Kiara pursued.

    ¡°Errr..Yes.¡±

    ¡°Would you care to elaborate? Like how she does it?¡±

    ¡°How? Ummm. Well, she pushed her lips to mine and¡­and stuck her tongue in my mouth. She kinda swirls in my mouth for a while before thrusting into my throat¡­.repeatedly.¡± I grabbed a pillow from my back to hide my hardened cock.

    ¡°And how did you escape from the tall lady?¡±

    ¡°I-I¡¯m not sure, she just loosened her grip on me and I quickly ran away.¡± I decided to keep this a secret. I wasn¡¯t even sure how I got away but I had a bad feeling about it if I were to tell them about this mysterious miasma I released that night.

    Kiara listened to him intently, unbothered by the description, writing down all the details like the good kid in front row of the class.

    ¡®He definitely had sex with it.¡¯ Ashley, on the other hand, was more determined than ever in her previous hypothesis after hearing what he said. And from her angle she could see his hardened bulge, a tip of wet spot slowly appearing on his pants. She clenched her thighs together and she could feel the heat in her tummy growing as she marveled at the girth of his bulge.

    ¡°Mr. Black, are you familiar with this?¡± Kiara asked as she pulled out a small pink pill in a transparent packet from her pocket.

    ¡°No. Not at all. What is it?¡± I heaved a sigh of relief internally at the change of direction after the barrage of embarrassing questions.

    ¡°This is a SBIA pill, an illegal performance enhancement drug that''s been flowing in the dark market the past few years. This is the drug in the package you had sent to Mr. Samson''s apartment.¡±

    ¡°I¡­I swear I didn¡¯t know.¡±

    ¡°I thought so,¡± Kiara smirked, keeping the pill back in her pocket. From his heart beat, she knew he wasn¡¯t lying and this had removed the possibility that Ryan is a SBIA user. Which only leaves them with one conclusion, he is an EGS patient by genetic mutation.

    What Kiara didn¡¯t explain was that the SBIA pill was more than a performance enhancement drug. It was originally a superhuman drug used by the military, inspired from the symptoms of Extreme Growth Spurt, in short EGS, which Ryan had.

    Superhuman had always existed, way before the superhuman drug created in a project funded by the government. However, all these superhumans were the by-product of EGS disease but not every patient who had EGS were superhuman, only a sparse few were gifted. The same was true for the superhuman drug, some obtained physical capability far beyond professional athletes, only a few became superhuman and of course, some died.

    But someone saw the commerciality of such drugs, they created an alternate version of the drug that is much smaller in dose, just enough to act as a stimulant to the brain, energizing a person throughout the day, the were marketed by drug dealers as stimulant drug with no side effect and once people tasted it, they got hooked and they begin the never ending addiction for more of it just to live through the day without being tired. The drug itself had no addictive substance but humans itself caused the addiction, we would rather have a meds to solve all our problems than to cut off the root of all our problems. And there¡¯s always a risk in the easier way out, people who consume it regularly develop high risk of EGS due to the EGS cells stacking up every time they take a pill, waiting for the perfect moment to explode. Most died but some who were luckier either grew an extra limb or became superhuman but the chance is slim

    The drug was later named SBIA.

    ¡ª-

    ¡°Mr. Black. That¡¯s all we have to ask, we will be taking out leave. If you need anything or you have any extra information regarding the tall lady, feel free to contact me or Detective Carter,¡± Both Kiara and Ashley handed their business card to me.

    Soon, both Kiara and Ashley left and entered the car parking in front of my house.

    ¡°So, anything weird about him?" Ashley asked as she started the car.

    ¡°Is pretty much all the truth, except the part about how he ran away from the tall lady. He¡¯s hiding something.¡± Kiara replied.

    ¡®I knew it. He definitely fuck her,¡¯ Ashley thought.

    ¡°Ashley, keep an eye on him, we can use him as bait to lure out the tall lady, she might come back for him again.¡±

    ¡°Sure.¡±

 Chapter 12

    ¡°Who are they?¡±

    A voice sounded out behind me, I turned my head to the source of the voice. It was Lisa, standing on top of the staircase with sleepy eyes and messy dark blue wavy hair. She wore a white singlet plastered to her flat tummy and perky bust.

    ¡°Oh. They are my university friends, they came by for a talk.¡± I didn¡¯t want any of them to freak out over some crazy tall lady that ambushed me last night, this is my problem and there¡¯s no need to make them worry..

    Lisa stood in her place noiselessly, seemingly processing the information she had received from me. After a few seconds, she descended down the stairs to the kitchen. As she walked across the hallway, I watched her ass swaying side to side, ass cheeks hanging out of her tiny booty shorts

    I suppressed my rising bulge with both of my hands and murmured to myself, ¡°Old granny tiddy..imagine old sagging granny tiddy swaying left and right like a pendulum.¡± My black dragon facing the bombardment of displeasuring mental attack I inflicted was forced back to its sealed state. The attack was super effective!

    I heaved a sigh of relief, the pajama pants I was wearing right now, unlike jeans, were too thin of a fabric to hide my boner. It would be too obvious if I were to not be careful.

    Returning to the kitchen, I took a clean cup out of the dish rack to make myself some coffee while Lisa stood beside me, tearing an opening on the edge of the seasoning packet to add it into the half-opened cup noodle before pouring boiling hot water from the kettle. I waited patiently for my turn of the kettle.

    After she was done, she held the topmost of the cup noodles with both of her thumbs and index fingers, treading carefully out of the kitchen to set the cup on the head of the dining table as she sat down while I sat on the far right seat

    She set her phone¡¯s timer to three minutes and placed it beside the cup noodle that had its lid held shut by a fork on top.

    As she was waiting for her noodle to soften, silence filled the air, she sat there and stared blankly at me with her black circled eyes, as though she was trying to strike up a conversation but didn''t know how to.

    ¡°So¡­.how is your work lately?¡± I decided to make the first move as I found her staring started to get a little bit unbearable .

    Lisa upon hearing me, jumped slightly from her seat. ¡°Good,¡± She answered, after a moment of pondering,

    Good? Only good? Can someone please save me from this suffocating conversation? This really took me back to the time when I first met the Jenkins¡¯s family, I was accompanying my mother to their house and the adults were talking while we kids were forced to play with each other or bored to death. It was all thanks to Alex¡¯s outgoing personality, she would always invite me to have fun with them and that''s how I got to know all the other siblings better. But I never really talked with Lisa when we were alone, the four years age gap between us makes it much more difficult. One thing that really connected us was anime. We used to watch it together with Alex and Hannah but both of them were less interested, sometimes we would just sit quietly in the living room, fully absorbed in the world of anime.

    ¡°Erm, what field of work are you involved in?¡± I blurted out but regretted immediately, now I feel like the annoying aunty that wouldn''t stop snooping around.

    ¡°L ¡­Art.¡± To my surprise, she seemed enthusiastic to answer but she quickly bit her tongue and rephrased it.

    ¡°Art? Wow, is-¡±

    *BEEP BEEP*

    Just as I wanted to ask her what sort of art she¡¯s working on, the timer on her phone rang out, indicating that the cup noodles were ready to be consumed.

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    Shutting the timer down, she removed the fork and flipped open the lid of the cup noodle, releasing a gush of hot steam carrying along the fragrance of curry. She quickly speared the noodle up and blew it cold before stuffing it in her mouth, her cheeks bulging out like a  hamster with a mouth full of sunflower seeds.

    Obviously, she had forgotten that we were having a conversation with how focused she was in slurping her noodles but I don¡¯t really mind, it is much more comfortable this way instead of forcing a conversation that nobody wants to talk about.

    As I was scrolling through social media, I suddenly received a message in the family group chat. Jenkins¡¯s family group chat to be more precise.

    [Alex] : Hiyaaaa, is everybody free tonight? There¡¯s a new movie out on Nutflix.

    [Hannah] : Another action-packed movie?

    [Alex] : Nononono, I think is about a family moving into a new neighborhood and¡­ I dunno, I didn¡¯t read the description thoroughly. Is no fun reading it before watching the movie and I prefer being surprised. Hehehe.

    [Lara] : Sounds lovely. I¡¯m in.

    [Hannah] : Let me think about it.

    [Ryan]  : Count me in!

    [Hannah] : Fine.

    [Lisa] : *Insert a sticker of a weird looking cat giving a thumb up*

    [Alex] : Mommy, could you bring back some snacks from the grocery store? Pretty please?

    [Lara] : *Insert a OK hand emoji*

    ----

    ¡°Heyyyyyy, I¡¯m about to start the movie, come down already, both of you!¡± Alex roared from the bottom of the staircase.

    ¡°I¡¯m coming,¡± I replied.

    I had been cooped up in my room the whole day trying to release the pink miasma the same way I did in the apartment but no matter what I tried, nothing happened. I even tried calling out Desire verbally and mentally but the result was the same. Is this some sort of defensive mechanism that I could only release in danger or it was all in my head and I got away by luck?

    Heading down the stairs to the living room, I habitually went to the three seater couch and sat in the middle where I was facing the TV and beside me was Lara, she was on the far right of the couch, she likes the small table at the side where she could put her mug on it.

    ¡°Move away!¡±

    ¡°You move away! You muscle gorilla!¡±

    On my left, Alex and Hannah were arguing furiously over the two seater couch, both trying to push the other away from the couch.

    The two seater couch is the couch of all couches, the couch that all siblings shed blood for, the only couch you could rest your head on the armrest and lay your back flat on the couch to enjoy watching the TV or anything you want to do. Despite being a two seater, there can never be two people in that couch due to the person that sat the nearest to the TV will suffer the most, the angle was impossible, forcing those sat there to twist their head in order to watch whatever was airing on the TV. By the time the movie ends, she who sat on that seat will be left with a sore neck.

    Suddenly, a burst of cold aura erupted beside me toward both of the sisters. I could feel my body stiffened and my skin crawling, without turning my head, I peeked with the corner of my eyes and what I saw shocked me to my bones. Lara, who was sitting beside me, was replaced by a dark figure, so dark that I couldn¡¯t make out her face. If it weren¡¯t for the two dark and gigantuous basketball shaped outlines protruding out of her torso, I wouldn¡¯t have recognized her.

    I turned my gaze to my left, both Hannah and Alex who were attempting to push the other out of the two seater couch suddenly come to a halt, both were petrified by the freezing aura, not daring to move a muscle. But Hannah, who was less affected, realized Alex had loosen her grip on the arm of the couch. With a swift shoulder bump, Alex was pushed out of the couch to the floor and Hannah quickly lay flat on the two seater, leaving no room for Alex to sit on.

    Alex, defeated in the game of couch, could only retreat to the seat beside me with a pouty mouth and her hands crossed under her breast. But anger never lasts in her. The last time we had a quarrel, she un-friended me for about five minutes before she came running towards me, showing me some funny stuff she saw on the internet.

    The pressuring aura finally dissipated and I turned my head toward Lara, finding her back to her old bubbly self, sipping on her hot tea in the mug while giving me a warming smile.

    At long last, Alex started the long awaited movie after Lisa came down from her room and sat on the single seater couch on the right side of the living room. Unlike in the morning, she looked much more alive but still quiet as ever.

 Chapter 13

    The movie started off with a family of four moving into a new small town, the story mainly centered on the eldest daughter of the family. A teenage girl got into a new school, struggling to make friends, locked eyes with a cute boy in school and constant arguments with her families due to differences in values. It was your typical B-Rate film, at least that was what we thought it was.

    *Thirty minutes later*

    Lara and Alex were clinging on my arms tightly, using my body to shield themselves from the unexpected. The movie that was supposed to be a family friendly movie took a one-eighty turn, it turned out that the whole neighborhood wasn¡¯t as friendly as the family thought or you could say, not as normal as they thought. The town is secretly a base for a cult of human-skin wearing creatures worshiping an eldritch-like deity, they were stealing skins from every newcomer. The eldest daughter felt that something was wrong with the way the people stared at her in town. She tried to warn her family but her family waved it off as her being rebellious.

    Hannah was the polar opposite of Alex, her eyes were shining like a little girl watching Barbie for the first time, her mouth goes ooooh and aaaah at the building tension and every jump scares around the corner. Perhaps she¡¯s the only one in Jenkins to be a fan of horror movies. Lisa on the other hand was neither interested nor disinterested in the film, she was more absorbed by all the snacks in front of her, sucking in all the crunchy chips and refreshing soda while having her eyes on the TV.

    Me? Oh, I was intrigued by the movie at first. But now? Nope, unfortunately no. I¡¯m too distracted by the soft and squishy wool-covered tits squishing against my arms, I could feel them rubbing against me as both Lara and Alex¡¯s chest rises and falls like ocean tides, catching their breath, trying to ease their anxiety.

    With steady hands, I tried to pull my arms away while they were not noticing but every time I am almost free from their pillow soft death grip, the darn movie would pull a jump scare, causing both the women to sink my arms deeper between their breasts.

    The blood in me started to gush into my crotch, my sealed black dragon fighting against the fabric cage containing it with unbend will.

    ¡°Old granny tiddies, Old Granny with long tiddies humping on me¡­¡± I murmured under my breath, casting the same spell that I did this morning to seal my raging dick but the softness of their breasts were too strong for me to handle. I turned my head left and right trying to look for a pillow but all the pillows were taken away by Hannah to use as leg rest. Wait, how about the blanket?

    Just as I was wondering where the blanket was in the dark living room, my eyes came to rest upon Lara''s eyes, who had noticed me looking around instead of watching the movie.

    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± She whispered to me while still holding on to me.

    ¡°I¡­.I need a blanket.¡± My eyes lingered on hers before dropping down below, finding out that the blanket I was looking for was wrapped around her body. My body was building up heat like a furnace that I barely noticed that the room was freezing cold and outside was raining.

    ¡°Oh, are you cold? Let¡¯s share it together¡­.Oh.¡± Lara swiftly took off the blanket and was about to cover both of us in the blanket but she unwittingly caught sight of the half-rising bulge in my cotton pants.

    I lowered my head in shame as she moved her body away from me and fixed the blanket on both of us, spreading it around our bodies. We both sat in silence as the suspensive music of the horror movie filled the room. The protagonist of the movie, the eldest daughter, was about to enter the unlit basement.

    Alex held me tighter and breathed in my ears, ¡°Don¡¯t go in there. Don¡¯t go in there.¡±

    Her eyes wide, unmoving from the TV, trembling in fear. Wait, is she not wearing any bra? I could feel something stiff rubbing into my arm.

    Suddenly both me and Alex let out a loud gasp, but for different reasons.

    The movie playing on the TV,  the protagonist had entered the basement and had turned on the lights to find her little brother playing alone in the dark. She called out to him and reached for his shoulder but the kid turned around with a grown man face, scaring the girl awake. It turns out the protagonist had a bad dream.

    I took a quick peek around at the others in the room, everybody was paying full attention to the movie except me and¡­.Lara. Underneath the blanket, I could feel her fingers on my lap, slowly tracing the growing erection beneath my pants. I glanced at her through my peripheral vision, she had her eyes glued to the screen, almost as if she wasn¡¯t the one caressing me erotically.

    She grasped my cock in her hand through the thin textile, grazing her finger lightly along the length of my rigid penis. My body jolted to her touch, I could see a slight smile tugging at the corner of her lips and the small tint of red on her cheek. This was different from the first handjob she gave me, it was much more playful in nature, like she is teasing me like a succubus.

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    I gulped in a lungful of air and with no warning, I slowly crept my left hand to her thighs underneath the blanket, causing her eyes to widen with shock and her hand on my cock paused for a brief seconds before continuing her movement, as though she had given me a mental nod of approval to proceed further.

    Braving my heart, my left hand went further, exploring her exposed thighs clad in shorts, short enough to only cover her ass. As my hand travelled along her thigh, I slipped my hands into her meaty inner thigh, brushing my hand against her valley, making her clit tremble with excitement.

    In retaliation, she slithered her hand through my waistband into my boxers. I panicked by her daring move, what happened to her? Few days ago we would blush by the slightest touch of our hands but she is now holding my raw dick in her hand. She ran her fingers up and down my shaft, however, her movement was limited by the pants I¡¯m wearing.

    Deep down, Lara was as panicked as Ryan, she didn¡¯t know what got into her, she felt the urge to pleasure him and to do it in front of everyone kind of turned her on.

    Lara leaned her lips closer to me without taking her eyes away from the screen. ¡°Move down your pants, we need to be quick before anyone notices,¡± She breathed.

    What? Now? As much as my mind says no, my body acted on its own. I tucked my fingers into my waistband and lifted my hips up, pulling both my pants and boxers down to just above my knee.

    She wrapped her fingers around my cock again, using her index finger to rub my piss slit gently, stimulating and messaging my cock head while spreading my precum all over the head. I struggled to keep my body straight, the tingling sensation spread throughout my body, my muscles tensed and my toes curled up, trying to fight against the waves of pleasure.

    Alex, who was still cowering behind my shoulder, pushed herself further into me, placing her thigh on my blanket covered thigh to seek comfort.. If it weren¡¯t for the blanket, she would have noticed my pants were down and my dick is rock hard.

    I suddenly felt Lara¡¯s hand holding onto my left hand. She moved my hands out of her inner thighs and led it into her shorts, over her panties. My finger slid across a wet but warm folds. I hesitated for a moment, not knowing how I should proceed but Lara gave me an understanding look, she guided my fingers to her sensitive spot. I could feel a shiver run-up to her spine upon my finger coming into contact with her needy clit.

    I gazed at the horror movie on the screen, stealing glances at her while rubbing her clit. Her eyes were half-lidded and her lips parted in short pants, basking in my touch, the side that I have never seen before. Was she always like this? Could I unfold more of the side that was unknown to me if I went further? My curious index finger pokes around her labia until I find an entrance.

    I circled around the opening before slowly inserting my index finger into her wet slit while my thumb remained on her clit, flicking and pressing. Her pussy tightened to my touch, sucking in my finger as I rubbed the meat walls, I could feel her warm lube leaked and coated my knuckles.

    She bit her lips to suppress her moans and looked at me with the corner of her eyes, her hands around my dick hasten, as though she was telling me to not stop whatever I was doing.

    Both of our heels lifted off the floor as we leaned back onto the couch, sinking into the deep pleasure of secretly pleasuring each other with forbidden touch in the dark living room with everyone around us, the thrill of the possibilities being seen by others were weirdly arousing.

    I slipped my index finger out and thrusted back in with my middle and ring fingers into her tight opening, she exhaled sharply and her body twitched by the sudden change in size. She widened her thighs, allowing me to thrust my fingers deeper, until my knuckles touched her rim.

    As if in cue, both of us move our hands back and forth in the same rhythm, wet sloshing sound audible only to us due to our close proximity with each other, our hearts racing as fast as our hands. I could feel her cunt tightening and pulsating around my fingers and she could feel mine throbbing.

    ¡°I¡­I¡¯m about to-¡±

    Lara placed her index finger on my lips before grabbing the mug on the small table beside the couch, sneaking it underneath the blanket and angling my piss slit into the mug. She pushed her breast against my arms and leaned her face close to my ear, blowing her hot breath in it, ¡°Let¡¯s cum together, Ryan.¡±

    She rested her head on my shoulder and let soft moans escape from her mouth directly into my ear every time I thrust my finger deep into her. Her hand quickened, stroking my veiny shaft with intense speed. My cock twitching and throbbing and my back arched from the overwhelming stimulation.

    Our moans mixed with the frightened screams of Alex and the protagonist of the movie throughout the living room. We let our orgasm take over us for a minute, leaning against each other with our eyes on the movie, gasping for air.

    As the movie was about to end, Lara informed me to leave the blanket on her seat to soak up all her sex fluid before excusing herself to the kitchen. She took her mug along with her as she moved past me. The dark room made her damped pants less visible but thankfully, everyone was paying attention to the protagonist running away from the skin stealing monsters. The movie ended with the protagonist making it out alive from the town with her little brother.

    Lara stood alone in the unlit kitchen, with a mug of white potent seed full to the brim. Without any hesitation, she plonked down the viscous cum, her throat bulging outward as she gulped down again and again, leaving only a thin string of white liquid connecting her lips with the mug.

    ¡®I might get addicted to this,¡¯ Lara thought.

    ¡ª-

    In a random alley of Amarod City, a eight feet tall woman was holding onto a man¡¯s shoulders with her mouth pushing against his. The man''s eyes rolled back and his body twitching uncontrollably, seemingly getting sucked dry by the tall pale white lady but suddenly, the man was tossed to the side against the wall and coughing out blood before fainting on the floor. The Tall Lady let out a low growling voice before disappearing into the dark alley.

 Chapter 14

    Queuing behind a line, Ashley donned a cap over her bright yellow hair, she had her eyes on the black haired man in a grey hoodie who was queuing a few lines away from hers. It was Ryan Black, the freelancer they interviewed yesterday. She never thought it would be this soon for her to start tailing him around, not because he is a suspect, but a bait, a possible bait to lure out the Tall Lady.

    Last night, a man was found fainted in an alley around the northeast of Amarod City. The police thought it was just the usual case of a drunkard being drunk due to the strong smell of pungent alcohol from his breath.

    But upon waking up in the hospital, the man kept screaming profusely for help, speaking incoherently about a pale white lady who wanted to suck his soul out of him.

    Both Ashley and Kiara were sent to the hospital to investigate and soon found out that the man in front of them was the second survivor from the assault of the Tall Lady. All the descriptions provided by the man about the Tall Lady were perfectly matched with what Ryan had told them.

    Did his alcohol-ridden breath make him less desirable? But that wouldn''t make sense cause the man in the apartment had beer cans all over the floor. Whatever made her stop sucking the man dry was the same reason that made her willing to travel all the way from Limerock Town to Amarod City. Kiara deduced that Ryan might be the one she was after, or something Ryan had the other victim doesn¡¯t.

    Currently, Kiara is working with the patrol officers to search for more possible victims throughout the city because they have reason to believe that the man in the hospital was not the only victim for the night, the more witnesses they could find, the easier it is to trace the footprints of the Tall Lady.

    ¡ª-

    Sitting at a long table with my head down in the crowded cafeteria, I toyed with the spoon in my right hand, pushing around the fried rice on my plate. What happened between me and Lara yesterday was amazing, her playful touch and the warm and humid sensation between her thighs still vivid in my mind but what happened to her? Something about her is foreign to me, it''s like she¡¯s showing her wild side to me, the side I never knew she had despite knowing her for years. Is it because I¡¯m someone special to her?

    ¡°What¡¯s with the silly grin?¡±

    Sitting across from me was a cyan-haired man with his elbow on the table, propping up his chin on his hand, giving me a gloomy look.

    ¡°Nothing.¡±

    ¡°No, I can see you¡¯re lying. Is it about a girl? How dare you have a girl after what happened between us?! The way you pinned me down in the lecture hall.¡±

    I rolled my eyes at his dramatic antics, apparently after the thing between us blew up in the social media, the girl he had been texting with saw the picture and texted him ¡®good luck¡¯ before ghosting him on social media.

    ¡°Do you know how hard it is to find a kind and cute latina girl with phat booty?¡±

    ¡°Please, you barely knew her. You only texted her for three months and she never answered your phone nor your video call. If anything, you should be grateful, that latina girl might be some middle aged man hiding behind the phone trying to catfish you or some girl trying to scam your money but decided not to after becoming a fan of our ¡®love story¡¯ people made up on the internet.¡±

    Dylan makes no move to reply, continued to sulk while biting on the straw on the juice box.

    ¡°Fine, I¡¯ll treat you to some burger with fries after class.¡±

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    ¡°Two burgers.¡±

    ¡°...Okay.¡±

    Beside us, the girls sitting on the other end of the long table gasped with their hands covering their mouth, their eyes shining and full of admiration at both of us. Both me and Dylan had already gotten used to it by now and we can¡¯t really do anything, the more we explain the more they think we are lying.

    ¡°I gotta take a piss, watch my bag for me,¡± Dylan reminded before making his way to the toilet.

    Seeing him walk away, my bored eyes wandered around the cafeteria. University¡¯s cafeteria is in my opinion not much different than high school ones, there¡¯s always a group of computer geeks, socialites, jocks, bullies who peaked in high school and a bunch of normies with no impressive skills like me. Except the food is much better.

    My wandering eyes fell on the table on the far right, a group of tanned girls with tight sport shorts gathered around the table, some were standing and some were sitting on the bench, their laughter and chatter filled the air and in the middle of it was Alex, sitting on the edge of the long table, always the center of all laughs.

    They are the female track team of Amarod University, and Alex is their star in sprint category, she had won them second consecutive in region competition but fell second both times in the state competition. Amarod University is hopeful of her winning the state-level competition this year and she might be able to join the national team if she succeeds.

    As Alex was chattering with her teammates, she paused for a moment when she caught my eyes amongst the crowd and waved at me with a goofy smile. I gave her a smile back in response. Her friends looked over to the direction she was waving at before turning their head back to her, grabbing her attention back to them and Alex simply laughed and waved off in denial about something they were talking about.

    Just as I was wondering what they were talking about, a loud commotion came from the back of the cafeteria disturbed my thoughts. Students were clustering around the middle walkway between tables, the crowd grew bigger like moths to flame as seconds passed. Alex was tilting her head up while sitting on the table to look over the mass of students.

    ¡°LET GO OF ME!¡±

    I wasn¡¯t interested at first but the sudden voice coming from the middle of the crowd alarmed me. I rushed to the back of the cafeteria and pushed my way through the crowd of curious onlookers toward the center. Alex did the same when she saw me running, following me from behind.

    Reaching the front, I saw a female student with pink ponytail had her wrist clasped by a brawny male student, she was trying her hardest to pull her arm away but the man simply stood there with a cold smirk, unbothered by her futile resistance.

    It was Tyler Ratfield, your typical combination of rich kid and school bully that thinks he can get away from everything because he came from money. I had heard rumors about him attempting to woo Hannah but Hannah had rejected him multiple times, my best guess is he probably thinks she was just playing hard to get.

    ¡°Come on, it¡¯s been months, let¡¯s skip all the games and get to the point. I know you want me.¡±

    ¡°Fuck you! You fucking creep!¡± Hannah raised her free hand up and swung her open palm with full force, slapping him across the face in front of everyone.

    ¡°Tsk! You bitch!¡± Clicking his tongue, Tyler released Hannah from his grasp and raised his hand up in the air, preparing to slap her back for humiliating him.

    Hannah closed her eyes and shrunk her body, bracing herself against the inevitable and¡­. nothing happened?

    She slowly opened her eyes, expecting the creep who had been pestering her for the past few months still in front of her, but no, the jerk was replaced by the man with dark blue-haired who had moved into her house a few years ago, her childhood friend she had known since they were kids, it was Ryan.

    Tyler laid on top of other students with his eyes widened in shock as he stared at the man who was standing beside Hannah. He, the captain of the basketball team, the starting center of Amarod University who was known to be unmovable in the post was sent flying by a scrawny looking dude that was half his size with only a push. He gritted his teeth and pushed against the crowd of students behind him to straighten himself up and roared at me, ¡°You got some nerve boy! I¡¯m about to fuck you up real good.¡±

    I stood there with a shaken face and body. What have I got myself into? I saw Hannah was about to get hit and I knew I had to push him away but I had never expected that I could shove him into the crowd like that.

    My mind went blank as Tyler strutted toward me and cracked his fist, ready to beat me to a pulp.

    What am I supposed to do now? I don¡¯t know how to fight.

 Chapter 15

    ¡°WATCH OUT RYAN!¡±

    As my mind went blank from panic, Alex¡¯s voice pulled me back to reality and before I could make sense of my surroundings, a massive, calloused fist enveloped my sight. I dodged to the side frantically to avoid Tyler¡¯s assaults.

    Alex was at the side, putting herself in front of Hannah, protecting her from Tyler but Tyler wasn¡¯t giving any mind to Hannah any more. What he wanted now was to crush me into pieces.

    ¡°Hey tough guy, I don¡¯t want to fight you. Let us do this the nice way. How about we start with introducing ourselves. My name is Ryan and I¡¯m sorry.¡±

    Instead of answering, Tyler swung his fist out with full intent to knock me out but strangely, he seemed slow. No, everything seemed slow but not slow as in slow motion kind of slow, just slow enough for me to react toward it.

    I staggered backward, barely dodging his punch.

    Infuriated, Tyler kept chasing me with punches and every shot landed in the air in front of me as I kept dodging clumsily. I could feel gust after a gust of strong breeze generated from his punch. He''s like a portable fan but instead of cooling me down like a normal fan does, it sends shivers down my spines with the thought of what would happen to my face if all those punches landed.

    ¡°STOP DODGING YOU COWARD! FACE ME!¡±

    ¡°LIKE THE HELL I WOULD!¡±

    Before I knew it, our one-sided fight had broken through the crowd of onlookers and my back was against the double door on the end of the cafeteria as I kept walking backward while dodging his relentless assault.

    ¡°NO MORE RUNNING!¡± Tyler, like a bull in roid rage, launched himself forward with his right fist pulling all the way back, ready to bloodied my face.

    Being force back with nowhere else to dodge, I timed his punched before ducking down

    *BAMMMM!*

    Wooden chips falling from above me, I looked up and saw half of Tyler¡¯s arm sank into the double door.

    Tyler was staring down at me with his furious eyes and his face were all red and wrinkled, like he is holding a diarrhea with all his might but he¡¯s failing.

    ¡°I''m ....gonna¡­. kill you,¡± He muttered in a low murderous voice, low enough only both of us could hear. He took his bloodied hand out of the door and pulled it back again, ready to send me to the afterlife.

    ¡°Hey pal, have enough fun?¡±

    A cyan-haired man placed his hand on Tyler''s shoulder firmly, making Tyler click his tongue in annoyance as he turned his head back to check who was interrupting him.

    ¡°This is none of your business, Dylan. Stay out of my way.¡±

    ¡°Unfortunately, I can''t do that. He still owed me two burgers after class. I couldn¡¯t let you hurt my food ticket like that.¡±

    Dylan''s words went unheeded as Tyler turned his head back toward me who was sitting on the floor, launching his bloodied fist at me.

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    But suddenly, he shrieked in pain and had his knee on the floor while holding on to Dylan¡¯s hand on his shoulder. Dylan had apparently dug his finger into his shoulder, leaving him paralyzed in pain.

    ¡°WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?! GAHHHH!¡± Tyler tried to get himself up with one of his legs forward into a half-kneeling position but was immediately forced back down when Dylan strengthened his grip on his shoulder.

    Despite being half a head shorter than Tyler, Dylan wasn¡¯t someone anyone could mess with easily. He had always been one hell of a fighter back in high school and people in university called him ¡®Mad Dog¡¯ because in his first week, some senior tried to rope him into their rich circle but he wasn¡¯t interested and in turn they tried to teach him some lessons.

    However, things didn''t go as they expected, some of them got away with a few scratches but the leader of the group was sent into hospital with a few broken ribs because Dylan kept pursuing the senior relentlessly.

    When they tried to use their connection to give a payback to Dylan, their requests were immediately rejected because nobody wanted to mess with Dylan nor his family. I don¡¯t really understand why because he has always been reluctant to tell me anything about his family other than he is somewhat rich. But I can only imagine that whatever business his family was involved in wasn¡¯t something he is proud of. But all I need to know about him was that he¡¯s my best friend

    A group of students break out from the crowd and stood behind Dylan, in front of them was a silver blonde haired man with well built physique, he casted a cold gaze toward Tyler who was kneeling on the floor before calling out Dylan, ¡°Dylan, my man, would you do me a favor of releasing my friend over there? I¡¯m sure we can handle this differently.¡±

    ¡°Oh? Trevor. I would like to but I¡¯m not convinced that Tyler wants it that way? Unless he can promise me to not bother Ryan and his friends.¡±

    ¡°F-F-Fuck you..¡±

    Dylan tightened his grip on his shoulder again, bullets of sweat dripped off of Tyler''s face to the floor and howls of pain resounded throughout the deadly silent cafeteria. Some of the onlookers were shocked by how brutal Dylan was.

    ¡°Tyler, would you give him the promise?¡±

    ¡°B-But¡­ARGGHHHHH! FINE!¡±

    Dylan loosened his grip on Tyler''s shoulder but before Tyler could catch his breath, Dylan stood on his side and gave him a soccer kick to his guts, sending him sliding on the floor toward Hugo. Trevor holds out his feet to stop Tyler from sliding further.

    ¡°Great! I hope this clears any misunderstanding between us. I hope y¡¯all have a nice day, you too, dick boy.¡± Trevor beamed and disappeared into the crowd, two of his underlings had Tyler''s arms over their shoulder and carried him away, following Trevor at the back.

    ¡°You alright?¡± Dylan asked as he handed his hand to me.

    ¡°Yeah, I¡¯m good.¡± I replied as I took his hand, getting up from the floor with him pulling me up.

    The girls that sat on the same table with us earlier were screaming enthusiastically and their noses were bleeding red while their hands were on their phone, busy typing something.

    ¡°You owed me two burgers¡­. and an ice cream¡­¡±

    ¡°Okay¡­.¡±

    Suddenly, I was pounded by a tanned girl with brown hair, she squeezed her breast into my arm and her eyes were sparkling, ¡°Wahhhh, I thought you were gone but then, you were like¡±¡ªshe had her fist up and swayed her body side to side like a snake¡ª¡±swoosh here and swoosh there like Kite Kyson.¡±

    ¡°Is Mike Tyson.¡± I stood there with a speechless look on my face, watching Alex fooling around mimicking a boxer.

    Hannah was standing at the side with her eyes welling up and her cheeks pouting.

    ¡°Are you alright? Is your wrist hurt?¡± Worried, I lifted her wrist to inspect but was quickly pulled away by her.

    ¡°I didn¡¯t ask for your help. You could have hurt yourself, you dummy!¡± Hannah reprimanded but there¡¯s no anger in her eyes, only worries.

    ¡°I-I¡¯m sorry.¡±

    ¡°Hey, if Ryan didn¡¯t save you, who would have known what would happen to you.¡± Alex scolded but Hannah remained silent, knowing that Alex was right. The mere thought of Trevor¡¯s hand clasping on hers makes her tremble in fear.

    ¡°Move away! What¡¯s going on over here!¡±

    ¡°Shoot! We got to move!¡± Dylan alerted as the school¡¯s security guard was making their way through the crowd toward the back of the cafeteria. All of us merged into the crowd of onlookers that were leaving and successfully exited the cafeteria without getting caught.

    ----

    ¡°Are we gonna just let them get away with this?¡¯ One of Trevor¡¯s underlings asked. They were all full of indignation as they carried the unconscious Tyler with their shoulder.

    ¡°No. But the last thing we want now is to attract attention,¡± Trevor answered expressionlessly.

 Chapter 16

    A man in black leader jacket set foot into a dimly lit room and handed over a brown envelope tied shut with string to a man sitting in the middle of the luxurious long couch, he had a silver blonde slicked back hair, beside him were women in skimpy dresses, pushing their body against his but he gave them no minds as if we weren¡¯t interested in them at all.

    ¡°Mr.Crow, our runner in Limerock Town is dead and the products that were meant to distribute to our dealers were confiscated by the cops¡± The man in black leader jacket informed Crow. Crow turned his head to the woman on his left and gave her a meaningful glance. The woman consciously signaled at the woman on the other side of the couch before leaving the room together quietly.

    With nobody else in the room but Crow and the man in black leader jacket, he proceeded to untie the strings on the envelope and pulled out a detailed report with photos of the man who died in the apartment that night.

    ¡°Dead? Is this the doing of another gang?¡± Crow questioned as he went through the photos, the man who died in the apartment cheeks were hollow, eyes were bulging and his body is frail like a skeleton, it''s like someone took out everything in him except his wrinkly skin and bones.

    ¡°Unlikely, we were informed by our intel that all the targets of the killer had no past connection with each other but the police did find that all of them took SBIA pills. And based on the description of the killer from witnesses, there¡¯s no such person that we know of from our rivals.¡±

    ¡°Witnesses?¡± Crow flipped open the report and scanned the contents with interest.

    ¡°Mr.Crow, we have to assign a new runner for our market expansion in Limerock Town. Do you have anyone in your mind or should I just send out a new runner?¡±

    ¡°No. We couldn¡¯t be sure if the killers were not targeting us. We need a new face, someone that¡¯s expendable,¡± Crow said as he skimmed through the report. ¡°Ryan Black? What¡¯s with this guy? He¡¯s survived from his encounter with the killer in our runner''s apartment. ¡±

    ¡°He¡¯s just some random freelancer that we used to send our products anonymously to our runner in Limerock Town.¡±

    ¡°Interesting¡­¡± Crow murmured, the corner of his mouth crooked in amusement.

    ¡ª-

    ¡°Hey Kiara, I just got here. What¡¯s the situation?¡±

    ¡°Right about time, we successfully cornered her into the convenience store. All the civilians had been cleared out and right now the officers are securing the back entrance. Is time for both of us to take the Tall Lady down. Preferably alive as per captain order.¡± Kiara informed Ashley, as much as she wanted to deal with the Tall Lady as soon as possible, It was much logical for her to wait for Ashley instead of playing hero all on her own.

    Drawing out their guns from their holster, both of them swayed open the door gently and navigated the convenience store with their guns out. The convenience store was large and brightly illuminated by the fluorescent light on the ceilings.

    ¡°POLICE! KEEP YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND COME OUT FROM WHEREVER YOU ARE! NOW!¡± Kiara hollered but was met with nothing but the sound of ice cream commercials resounded throughout the store.

    With no other choice, both of them search through the row of shelves with their guns pointing forward, Kiara took the lead while Ashley followed with her back against hers, preparing for any ambush.

    Suddenly, Ashley bumped into Kiara¡¯s back as Kiara¡¯s steps had come to a halt, she turned her head to the side and whispered to Kiara, ¡°What happened? Why did you stop?¡±

    ¡°She¡¯s fucking huge¡­¡± Kiara murmured with her eyes widened in shock, despite knowing in advance that the Tall Lady is some sort of a giantess, is it still shocking to see it with her own eyes.

    Alerted, Ashley turned her body forward and poked her head out of the shelf with her head above Kiara.

    ¡°Holy Moly¡­She¡¯s definitely taller than eight feet.¡± Ashley upon seeing the tall woman blurted out in a low voice.

    Standing eerily on the end of the store, the Tall Lady faced the row of fridges unmoving, seemingly mesmerized by the wide selection of colourfully packaged drinks in the see-through fridge. Unlike her first appearance in the apartment, her hospital gown was much more worn out and half of her ass was peeking out of her gown.

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    Kiara and Ashley exchanged glances and mouthed a countdown from three to one before coming out from behind the shelf with their guns aiming at the Tall Lady.

    ¡°FREEZE! LADY! HANDS IN THE AIR AND TURNED AROUND SLOWLY!¡± Kiara cried out with heavy breath, no matter how many times she does this, she would never get used to holding out her gun at a person.

    The Tall Lady moved away from the fridge and faced both Kiara and Ashley, her long bang covering her eyes, only showing her nose and plump lips, making it impossible to tell what¡¯s her expression right now.

    ¡°Hands in the air, Lady. Don¡¯t make me speak twice.¡±

    The Tall Lady cocked her head to the side, as if she doesn¡¯t understand what Kiara is saying.

    ¡°Lady, do not make this worse than it is-¡±

    The Tall Lady suddenly vanished from her place and before Kiara could react to it, a pale white slender finger in striking motion appeared in her sight, her nails were millimeters away from her eyeball.

    ¡®So beautiful,¡¯ Within those milliseconds, that¡¯s all Kiara could think of as she saw the bang of the Tall Lady parted away and one of her red eyes emerged from its hiding.

    Before the Tall Lady could strike Kiara in the eye, Kiara was yanked away at the back of her shirt by Ashley, pulling Kiara to the floor while pointing her guns in between the eyes of the Tall Lady.

    *BAMMM!*

    The Tall Lady dodged the shot with a tilt of her head but it didn¡¯t stop there, the Tall Lady countered with another finger strike aimed at Ashley¡¯s face. Ashley retracted her hand with the gun to her chest and used the same hand to push away the Tall Lady¡¯s striking hand to the shelf. She readjusted her gun toward the Tall Lady and immediately started firing away but every shot was dodged with ease by the Tall Lady. With the same pattern of attack, she launched her hands again at Ashley but she was forced back by Kiara shots from below the floor, aiming at her head and throat, the Tall Lady had to dodge it by jumping backward.

    ¡°I thought you told me the captain reordered us to catch her alive?¡± Ashley poked fun at Kiara as she sheathed the gun back to her holster.

    ¡°Well, is not that gun would work against her anyway,¡± Kiara replied with her guns still out, ¡°It looks like we got to deal with her physically for any chance to even scratch her.¡±

    ¡°We? I think you meant me?¡± Ashley gave a look of sarcasm at Kiara as she took off her bomber jacket.

    Ashley all of a sudden put her left hand in front of her face while handing her jacket to Kiara, grabbing on the wrist of the Tall Lady, who thought she could take advantage of Ashley being distracted, the Tall Lady was shocked, this was the first time someone could match her speed.

    ¡°Try to minimize the damage, okay? We got an earful from captain the last time you-¡±

    *POWWW*

    Kiara¡¯s words were cut off short by Ashley''s rib-crunching kick to the side of the Tall Lady, sending her flying, knocking down a couple shelves of snacks and staples.

    Kiara looked on with a deadpan face, the amount of report she has to write and overtime she has to take after this is dreadful to even think of.

    The Tall Lady pushed herself up from the shelves but Ashley wasn''t planning on giving her any breather as she dashed forward with a knee to her gut, making her bend at her waist and fall back down to the fallen shelves.

    However, the Tall Lady was unbothered by the attack, she instantly gave Ashley a right hook to the chin.

    Ashley spat out a spit of blood and gave a smirk at the Tall Lady, clearly enjoying the fight before landing rains of heavy punches to the Tall Lady¡¯s faces, burying her deep into the shelves before pulling her leg back and kicking the Tall Lady at the chin, sending her flying into the wall and crashing into the storage room.

    Dust were flying about and Ashley turned her heels to the back and make a peace sign over her eyes to Kiara, who had her mouth agape, devastated by how much damage she caused, this would cost a fortune for the city to compensate the owner and a lot of explaining she will need to do in front of the captain.

    ¡°Let¡¯s get this over with.¡± Letting out a sigh of defeat, Kiara makes her way toward the big hole on the wall to apprehend the Tall Lady.

    ¡°Wait, where is she?¡±

    ¡°What?!¡±

    Both of them passed through the wall to find the Tall Lady missing but Kiara immediately activated her enhanced hearing ability to find a small metal thumping sound coming from above.

    ¡°Quick! She escaped through the vent!¡± Kiara alerted, both of them went to the stairs to the roof. Ashley, seeing the door to the roof is locked with a chain and lock pad, immediately launched herself forward with a flying kick, knocking the door down.

    But it was too late, they went to the vent on the roof only to find a piece of metal grilles left on the floor.

    ¡°All units be advised, the suspect has escaped, looking for a long haired woman in a worn out gown, she might be able to change her size at will.¡± Kiara said into her radio, there¡¯s no way the Tall Lady could fit into the air vent with how big she is nor would the vent be able to support her weight. The only possible answer is that the Tall Lady is able to manipulate her size, that¡¯s how she entered the apartment through the kitchen hood in the apartment that night.

    Note : Ah! It turns out the thing beside my feet in the public bathroom were my turtle! I picked my turtle up and the inmates around me were clapping their hands, congratulating our reunion. When I try to do a nose rub, my turtle let out a shriek before biting me on my nose.

 Chapter 17

    It was eight in the night when I stepped on the front porch of the house, coming back from the mall after hanging out with Dylan and treated him to a meal that I promised him. I could hear police sirens wailing in the distance but I paid no mind as I made my way to the door.

    Stepping through the front door, I was greeted by the sight of Hannah who was on her way up the stairs. The sound of the front door swaying open caught her attention and she turned her head back to check who it was only to find me in the yard. Upon seeing me, her face turned beet red, she immediately ran up the stairs to the second floor and the sound of door slam shut resounded throughout the house afterwards. I guess she¡¯s still pissed at me about what happened in the cafeteria today.

    Letting out a sigh of tiredness, I took off my shoes and placed them on the shoe rack, preparing to head back into my room before hearing a familiar brazen voice from the living room.

    Curious, I followed the source of the voice to the living room and stood on the back of the three seater couch. A woman with violet, shoulder length hair sat on the middle of the couch with a pair of slender arms resting over the top of the couch. She had an ice cold beer on her right hand, condensation was forming on the outside of the can and dripping on the couch to the floor.

    Lara, on the other hand, lounging on the single seater with both of her hands holding on a beer. She wore a black T-shirt with blue jeans to match, she probably just got back from the grocery store she¡¯s running.

    ¡°Sarah?¡± I blurted out.

    The woman with short hair cocked her head upward while lying against the couch until our eyes met.

    ¡°Ryan!¡± Sarah exclaimed in delight. ¡°Welcome back! Come! Let¡¯s have a drink with us! Heh Heh *hic* Hahahaha!¡±

    ¡°What brought you here?¡± I asked, shoving both of my hands in the pocket of my hoodie.

    ¡°Huh? Er....a car? Hahahaha!¡± Sarah laughs helplessly at her own cheesy joke while Lara sat there half-consciously like she was pondering something before sharing a laugh with Sarah, finally getting the punchline.

    ¡°You guys enjoy yourself, it¡¯s been a long day for me. I''m heading to my room.¡± I turned my heels toward the stairs.

    ¡°Wait! No drinking with us?¡±

    ¡°Nope!¡±

    After taking off my bag and hoodie and throwing it on the floor beside the table, I grabbed a hold of the towel hanging on my chair and went to the bathroom for a quick wash. It wasn¡¯t long until I heard two distinct footsteps and the sounds of giggling from the hallway while I was brushing my teeth. All of it stopped after the sound of the door shut came from Lara¡¯s room beside the bathroom. Looks like Sarah is crashing in Lara¡¯s room for the night, wouldn''t want someone as drunk as her on the street, with a car.

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    It was twelve in the night, I had my headphones on, blasting some music while typing away on my laptop. I was wide awake after sleeping for a few hours, seeing that I have nothing else to do and I couldn''t fall back to sleep anyway, I decided to took on a job in the freelancer apps required me to help with an English essay for twenty bucks, not much but the job is easy for me and could be done in a few hours

    I reached my hand toward the bag sitting beside the table with my eyes glued to the laptop screen, my hand fumbling for the side pocket of my school bag until I touched something plastic. Pulling it out of my bag and shaking it, I realized my water bottle is empty.

    With a sigh, I took off my headphones and pushed myself out from the table on the worn out gaming chair, the chair creaking with every movement I made.

    With my hand on the plastic water bottle, I decided to go to the kitchen for a refill. But the moment I twisted and pulled my doorknob, a sudden push from the other side of the door shocked me. I held on the door firmly with my hands and feet pushing against it, leaving enough gap for only a hand to pass through.

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    I cocked my head to the side, checking who¡¯s behind the door but there¡¯s nobody there. Just as I thought I was overthinking, I suddenly heard a low grunting voice coming from the floor of the dark hallway, sending chills down my spine. Am I encountering some supernatural stuff?

    I took a deep breath and slowly turned my gaze downward, only to find a drunken Sarah, lying against the door, cuddling with an empty plastic container the size of a big coffee jar.

    ¡°Sarah, this is my room, Lara¡¯s room is on the other side.¡± I kneeled down with one knee, placing my water bottle on the floor before clamping both of my hands on her shoulders, preventing her head from falling on the floor as I slowly removed my feet from the door to let it sway open.

    ¡°No¡­No¡­.I need more specimens.¡±

    ¡°What? What are you talking about? What specimens?¡±

    ¡°Heh¡­.Secret!¡±

    Speechless, I slowly laid her head on the floor before heading to Lara¡¯s room, giving the door knob a twist but it was shut and I even knocked a few times but nobody answered.

    Having no choice, I decided to let her sleep on my bed since I had enough sleep already. I kneeled beside Sarah, hooking my right arm under her knees and my left arm around her shoulder, lifting her effortlessly off the floor. I would have thought it would be harder since she¡¯s about the same height as Lara and about half a head taller than me. I guided the door shut with my foot before making my way to my bed.

    As I was carrying her, I could feel my fingers grazing her ample breast under the blouse she¡¯s wearing and my fingers digging into her curvaceous thigh. She was mumbling something under her breath with her head resting against my chest.

    I gently eased her onto my bed, not wanting to wake her up but before I could slip my hands out, she suddenly hooked her arms around my neck and pulled me toward her.

    ¡°Wait, what are you-¡±

    She leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine sweetly. My eyes widened in shock, trying to shake her away but she instantly moved her hands toward the back of my head, locking my lips to hers while she caressed my hair with her fingers.

    Every movement of her soft plump lips sent shockwaves into me, melting away my confusion and my dick grew harder and harder. I softened my resistance and she started to wag her tongue into my mouth and parting my teeth, her tongue tangling with mine, giving me a taste of her saliva as she explored my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her waist, embracing her tightly while gently thrusting my hips, grinding my rigid cock against her office skirt and panties clad pussy, a small moan of ecstasy slipped out of her mouth in surprise.

    She suddenly pushed me away on my shoulder, glaring at me angrily with her half-lidded eyes, seemingly waking up from her drunken stupor. ¡°Who told you you could *hic* do that?¡±

    ¡°H-Huh?¡±

    She pushed herself up from the bed while I moved away from her frantically, realizing I have fucked up.

    I had just taken advantage of Sarah while she¡¯s drunk, I¡¯m practically sexually assaulting her. Despite the fact that she was the one that made the first move, I should have controlled myself. There¡¯s no way I could explain myself out of this.

    I kneeled on the bed in front of her with my head down to avoid her glaring eyes, she had both of her arms clutched underneath her breast as she sat crossed leg on the head of the bed.

    I closed my eyes shut, ready to face what was coming next but to my surprise, a slight giggled slipped out of Sarah¡¯s mouth. I opened my eyes and saw that she was having a hard time holding her laughter, eyes tearing up until a burst of laughter came out of her mouth.

    ¡°You should have seen your face! You looked like you saw *hic* a ghost!¡± Sarah holding onto her belly while wiping away her tears.

    I sat there dumbstruck, thinking that I had fallen into one of her other pranks, although this was a much more intimate prank than the usual one.

    ¡°You did it with Lara didn¡¯t you?¡± She questioned out of nowhere.

    I jolted back in shock, before mumbling out, ¡°O-Only¡­.a handjob.¡±

    ¡°Ehhhh? I would have thought both of y''all would have done it seeing how both of y¡¯all reacted.¡±

    ¡°Sarah, It¡¯s 1 AM in the night. You should probably go back to sleep in Lara¡¯s room, I got work to do.¡±

    ¡°Why? You don¡¯t want me to help you with that?¡± She pointed with her index finger at my growing bulge underneath.

    ¡°Eh? But I thought you didn¡¯t want to¡­¡± I covered the bulge in my pants but my cock is too big for my hands to fully cover it or even press it down.

    ¡°I just didn¡¯t feel like *hic* having your dick grinding against my pussy like that.¡± She said as she unbuttoned her blouse, showing her fat tits only a cup smaller than Lara¡¯s, it was draped in black lingerie.

    ¡°Don¡¯t you want to feel it?¡± She asked teasingly while cupping one of her breasts seductively.