Inflation Intoxication, Ch. 01

The final pair of hands, however, had something more to do and they had her swollen, engorged clit to deal with, which didn't even look all that much like a clit anymore. Not with her entire pussy swollen and full, her clit fat and so very in need of teasing, even if there was nothing in Vanessa that could have honestly said that she wanted to be teased anymore.

As her groans filled the room and some dim, small part of her tucked away into the back of her mind wondered why no one had realised that something had happened in the lab building yet, she wanted to cum. Again and again, no other word for it, closing her fingers around her clit and jerking it off as she would have done a cock. It was more than big enough for that, though it still looked like a clit and not a cock, rubbing it up and down, the skin pulling and tugging lightly along with the touch of her insistent hand. All Vanessa had to do so she could escalate her pleasure was rub her thighs together ever so slightly too, her swollen pussy squeezing in on itself, her passage clenching at the mere suggestion of her muscles.

"Ohhhhh, yes... Yes... More... Yes, give me more!"

She knew it was a lot, that something had spiralled out of control -- and yet not even that rational part of her mind could bring herself to care. Not as she drank from her nipple, moaning through the deluge and spurts of milk as she squeezed and groped her tit too much, though she could swap to the other one if it ever ran dry. There was just so much mess, slopping and drooling all over the place, grunting, heaving, panting heavily, despite her not actually needing air to breathe all that much anymore. Her body would get what it needed, one way or the other.

Her hand jerked in and out of her nipple, choosing not to drink from that one at that time, though it was more of a lustful decision than anything else. Vanessa's body ached for climax and yet she couldn't get there, her normal hands groping her swollen clit, thick like a cock, jerking it off harder and harder and finding that there was no amount of roughness that could push her too far.

"Mmmmmph!"

Her moans rose, still muffled by her own nipple, though there was only so much she could do. As her body had grown, her lust had grown too, swallowing her up and whole as if there was a devouring mouth that was ready to eat the fruits of her lust. Her mind wavered, flitting from one thing to the next, bound in sensation and striving with all its might to take everything in.

Her pussy, however... Now that part of her had received nothing near the due pleasure that she yearned for, all for herself. As her fist slammed in and out of her nipple and she filled her mouth with seductive, dripping milk, she worked a hand between her thighs, groping and squeezing her fat pussy. And yet it seemed to fit perfectly on her body, bigger than it should have been with the thick camel toe shape with the puffy folds and the clit, of course, dominating it all.

Her fingers teased along the edge, but the electric zap of delight that shot through her was nowhere near enough for Vanessa, oh no. No... No, a big girl like her needed more, so much more, and she shoved her fingers greedily by the folds of her sex into her pussy, finding her entrance within, though it was more difficult to locate than it had been before. The drooling wetness led her there and she moaned lustfully, losing herself once more, her fingers playing through the slick mess of her arousal and spreading it around the entrance of her pussy.

"Mmmmph... Nnngghhhh..."

She groaned, her cheeks puffed out with the sheer volume of milk that she was drinking down, feeling it pool lusciously in her belly. Yet the weight of that could not be Vanessa's focus, not even then, not as she pushed her fingers and then her entire hand into her pussy. It swallowed it up easily, even though it was wonderfully tight inside, her sex closing around her hand and pulsing softly, the muscles contracting as if they were trying to milk an imaginary cock of its cum.

Yet there was no cock and no cum -- unless her milk could be considered such and her aching clit a pseudo-penis. Oh, how she loved that thought, another throbbing shot of lust arcing through her, pushing her back up from the ground as she rolled her buttocks down into the floor, slipping and sliding a little through the mess of arousal and milk spreading further and further around her.

And then...all that remained was pleasure. The rational part of her mind scurried away into some dark recess where it would not bother her outward displays of pleasure, Vanessa heaving and panting just to get something akin to the normal amount of air into her lungs. Yet the growth serum had given her strength and vitality and stamina unlike anything that she had ever experienced, masturbating furiously as if it was the last time that she would ever feel quite that kind of pleasure in her body.

It was not...and yet it felt like that could have been true. Especially as the lewd, wet sound of her fist grinding in and out of her pussy filled the air, closing her eyes against the wobbling mountain of her breasts, for she preferred to sink into sensation. To enjoy her hugeness, a light breeze filtering in from outside and the roof that she had broken above, although Vanessa would have gone larger still if the opportunity had been offered to her. Bigger and bigger... That was all she had wanted since her sexual awakening, though all the giantess-focused fiction that she had read when she was younger had made more sense a few years later too, despite that being in the realm of adventure and fantasy stories.

She moaned, though she was already lost with nothing else to lose. Her hand worked its way viciously back and forth into her pussy, twisting up against her G-spot, though there was no way for her to be precise when there was such an overload of lust at play. She was nothing more than a creature of desire, not even love, as her six hands worked her over, fingers digging into the flesh of the tit that was being hefted up so that she could drink her fill and more from her nipple. Even then, the milk swelled her stomach a little, feeling deliciously plump and full, as if her belly was rounding out a little more, despite her attention being elsewhere. It would never have matched up to the heft of her tits and ass, however, especially with how they wobbled and swayed with every tiny shift of her body.

Her clit throbbed in her grasp, feeling more than big enough to fill her hand. Vanessa, if she had been in her right mind, would have realised that it was growing even larger than her hand, pulsating with every throb of blood that was forced into it, oversensitive and too thick, even then, for her to close her fingers all the way around it. Her hands, it had to be said, were still on the dainty, petite side after her transformation, though it still sent a quiver of wonderful delight through her.

I'm... I'm amazing...

Yet her mind could not even hold on to that line of thought for more than a single moment, panting heavily, though the gasps of air that she scooped into her lungs barely even moved her huge tits. Something tensed within her, pulling tighter and tighter, yet she didn't clock onto what was happening, the changes in her body as she broke from her slippery, wet nipple with a gush of milk.

"Agh! Ohhhhhh!"

For a moment, Vanessa moaned openly, her lips wet with milk as it sloshed to the back of her throat and she gulped it all down, not wanting to let a single drop go to waste. Her hands worked furiously, caught up in the moment, massaging her tits and fisting her nipple, driving one hand harder and faster into her now less-than-tight pussy, all when she thought she could not possibly be rougher with herself. And yet her new body held up to every bit of crude abuse that she layered onto herself, finding new spikes of pleasure, ecstasy mounting. It was the kind of ecstasy that would have made her feel as if she was orgasming before, though...she knew then that there were steamier highs to be snatched up.

"Mmmm..."

The hands, acting as if on their own accord, shoved her nipple back into her mouth with a wet pop and she grunted around it, obediently suckling all over again. Her body was her own and yet it didn't quite feel like her own, the curves outside the scope of what she was used to, too much having changed there for her to take it all in during a single night.

No... She needed more time. Even as she rubbed her clit roughly, curling her fingers at a different angle, stroking it up and down, though the pressure of her hand increased more and more. It wasn't enough, none of it was enough, as she trembled right on the brink of orgasm, panting heavily. Her fist disappeared sloppily into her pussy, along with a good portion of her wrist, her pussy soaked and dripping even as it clenched down.

She didn't even realise that it was climax -- all she knew was ecstasy. True bliss, washing through her, pulse after pulse, ache after ache, climax coming in waves. Every tremor of climax drove through her as milk spirted viciously from her nipples and her pussy clamped down, her arousal gushing from her cunny as if it had been waiting solely for that moment alone to be released. It squirted and it flowed, flooding the area around her, swimming between the destroyed work desks and rushing as if it was going to stream up the walls, defying gravity.

And she revelled in it, the power in her body, moaning loudly, wriggling back and forth, exulting in every moment. She did not know if she was near the end of her transformation or if she was still in the thick of it, though all that lingered was delight, overwhelming passion for herself, exactly the way she was.

Vanessa moaned, letting her nipple pop free as more and more milk gushed forth, squirting wildly all over the room, mixing with her thick arousal, which was as creamy as cum in that moment. It was a mix of both, truly, her transformation beyond even her comprehension, though perhaps Vanessa would come to understand the extent of it in time.

She whimpered, blinking a little, looking up at the sparking light fixtures, not quite understanding what had happened. All Vanessa knew was that she felt good, so very good, warmth spreading through her in an afterglow that energised her rather than making her feel slow and sleepy, curling and uncurling her toes, even flexing all those new fingers of hers.

Slowly, however, something pressed in on her. As if she was sausage meat being squeezed into the skin and the shape of a sausage, the pressure increased, rumbling around her. All Vanessa had time for was to cry out as she trembled and shrank down and down and down.

"Ahhhh... Noooooo!"

She tried to protest, tried to hold on to her shape, keeping the image of her huge and lustful in her mind -- though it did her no good, no good at all. The growth serum only lasted for so long, apparently, and the remnants of her afterglow, as glorious as it had been, were just as short-lived as Vanessa clawed at her own body, pulling her breasts out and trying to hold on to her nipples.

Yet it was coming whether or not she wanted it, shrinking down all the way to her original shape, her height fading first as she was compressed and then her tits. They pulled back into her body, the flesh melting away as if it had never existed, leaving her heaving and panting and red with rage on the ground.

"No... Nooooo -- that can't be right!" She howled, scrambling up, naked, amongst the wreckage and launching a kick at nothing. "I don't want this! I don't want any of this!"

She was somewhat in her right mind again, though all she could feel was fury. She had had just a taste of what she'd wanted and then...nothing? Was that all there was for her? Had the growth serum really been that short-lived? She'd not seen anything in the research papers about that!

There was no time for her to spend her fury in a more constructive manner, however, not as the forlorn wail of a siren echoed outside. Her head shot up, glancing at the hole in the ceiling and roof above, wincing.

"Oof..."

She couldn't be caught there naked, despite how she wanted to get her hands back on the chemicals and make more growth serum. Forced to flee, she raced from the lab and skidded around the corners, heading for the back side of the building, which was closest to the dorms, even though she had to scurry in the darkness down the sides of buildings, clinging to the safety of the brickwork.

"Can't believe any of this... Ridiculous..."

Vanessa muttered to herself, the cold lick of the night air caressing her skin, though that was hardly any of her concern, even when there were still bodily fluids marking her. Regardless of anything, she still did not want to be caught, simmering with the afterglow and the fury that she had in the aftermath, having everything that she had lusted for ripped away.

Racing through the bushes, she scraped and scrabbled, trying not to rustle too much, heading back to her room. Luckily for her, the dorm was deserted at such an hour (there had been a "rager" of a party the other night that the dorm attendants hadn't been able to shut down until the early hours, so many were still sleeping off the aftermath of that), allowing her to race her way through.

It was a relief, however, to finally slip back into her dorm room, finding her roommate out (she didn't much care where she was) and the room deserted. Her roommate had been out more and more of late, which suited Vanessa just fine for her kinky pleasures and weird desires, even if she never quite knew when someone was going to head back to the room.

"Oof... Damn it!"

She groaned, exhausted and yet...dissatisfied. As terrific as it had been, beyond her wildest imaginings, there was still something missing. And that was her gorgeous, huge body, her multiple arms... All gone!

Sleep, however, claimed her, all that extra energy seeping from her, dozing and then slipping even deeper.

When morning came, it would all feel just like a dream.

But it was not the end.