Sophomore Year (futa, lactation, HYPER)
An RP over Reddit PMs
u/LiesAboutSize and
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I slowly wake up on Monday, rays of sunshine streaming down on my face. I grab my spare pillow and cover my eyes to try and put off the day, but I know from the soreness in my chest that I can't stay here.

I wake up, stumbling, seeing my roommate asleep on her bed, her massive ass barely contained in her pajama shorts. No, not the time. I pull off my top and wrap a towel around my humongous chest, wincing a bit as milk leaks out. My cock easily dangles below the towel, hell, below the knee, and I scurry to the communal showers.

There, I have a chance to ease the pressure. I start up one of the cramped showers and almost immediately set to relieving my boobs. I knead my nipples in the cramped space; in the past few days they have soared in size, along with other troubling assets. By next week, with my back to one wall, these babies will be touching the opposite wall of the shower, to say nothing of the gallons of milk within.

I let out a few light moans as I focus on milking. Always more difficult on my own...thank goodness I only have two classes today.




The sound of the shower room door slamming open breaks the relative tranquility, and two voices follow it in, discussing their schedules and expectations for the new year. Taylor and Alexa wear nothing but towels to cover their fit bodies, the two student athletes sporting impressive curves despite their toned muscles. They drop their towels and bounce along to their respective stalls.

"...so I don't really think it's worth it trying to find a boyfriend around here. There's soooooo much competition - I mean, you've seen the other girls here, it's unreal. Can you believe I actually used to think I was pretty stacked? An E cup is pretty damn big in most places, but around here I might as well be a 10-year-old boy."

"I know, I know. I'm so horny though! I've gone through three vibrators in the last month, they just aren't doing it for me..."

"Well, you could always chat up you-know-who. Not that I'd know myself, but some of the girls I've talked to- Wait, did you hear that? It sounded like moaning."

The two girls listen for a moment before mischievous grins cross each of their faces. Suddenly they grab each other and begin loudly making out, their exaggerated moans and gasps filling the room...




I quietly curse. Damn, the year's only just started! I thought I could escape this.

If it were any other time of day, I might've been able to keep my growing cock in check, instead, the monstrous thing pulses with life. It seems to grow foot longer as it smacks against the wall in front of me with a meaty thud.
I leave the shower running and pull open the door to their stall as it reaches full hardness. Thanks to recent ongoing growth spurts, the thing is bigger than ever, pointing 5 feet straight ahead of me, as thick as a paint can, dollops of precum oozing out. My enormous, churning nuts are already boiling, growing rapidly, eager to release a whole night's worth of sperm.

"Happy, girls? Look what you've done." I begin stroking my cock, precum now splashing a bit onto them. "I haven't even finished milking myself..."




The two beautiful athletes giggle when you appear, still holding each other. "Aww, I'm sorry..." purrs Taylor, the E-cup volleyball player. "Isn't there some way we can make it up to you?" She bites her lip and smiles at you, already expecting your answer. A statuesque beauty at 6'2" with mocha colored skin, her lean muscles compliment her curves nicely.

"Like maybe sucking your dick?" invites Alexa, the insatiably horny swimmer, in a tone that's probably meant to be sexy. A classic beach blonde, she makes up for her paltry D-cups with an ass that would be the center of attention on a Brazilian nude beach. She walks up to your steel-hard shaft and immediately begins stroking it while standing, a wild grin on her face as she licks her lips.

Taylor sighs, sending her plump breasts jiggling. "Yeah, something like that." She struts over to the front of your gushing cock head stands there getting absolutely soaked. She crosses her arms and looks at you expectantly.




Despite my annoyance, I can't help but grin. It's good to be back on campus.

I hoist Alexa up by grabbing her waist, balancing her atop my length. It hardly flags, easily able to support her weight, and I send a flex through it for show. "Put that fat ass to work," I say, giving it a hearty smack.

"And you," I point to Taylor, one hand still holding Alexa's ass and guiding her to grind on my length. "Get on your knees and suck. You're getting my first load this morning."

I give a slight sigh. Sure, they're fit, but a bit small. Ah well, I'm sure to find bustier on campus later.




Alexa squeals as she's rocked back and forth on your flexing dick like she's at a rodeo. "Hey, 'fat'? I'll have you know I work hard to tone this butt, it's not easMMMMM!" She gives up her protests at your hard spank and begins thrusting her hips back and forth on your shaft, leaving a trail of feminine arousal beneath herself.

"Of course, mistress, I'm honored," jokes Taylor as she kneels in front of your gargantuan dick like she's worshipping it. And worship it she does, wrapping her arms around the burning hot shaft, kissing and licking the unbelievably massive, gushing cock head. In the back of her mind, she knows that she's much less endowed than you're used to, and you're probably not as enthusiastic about this as you would be with most of the other girls. But she's no quitter - that just means she's going to have to work harder to impress you in other ways. She begins showering herself in your copious precum, swallowing as much of it as she can, moaning loudly, and just trying to look as slutty as possible as she strokes your monster for all she's worth.



 

I appreciate the hard work Taylor puts in, as I already feel my first orgasm boiling up. "That's it, Taylor..." I grab Alexa and start forcing her back and forth at a quicker pace, making her hold on by wrapping her arms around my length. "Almost there..."

Suddenly, my cock thickens by several inches as my cum vein bloats, widens, and blasts an immensely thick load into Taylor. My wads are always thickest in the morning, sticky, peanut butter-thick spunk unloading into the slut's eager belly. Gallons have already been dumped in, and my orgasm has only just begun...
 
 
 

Alexa cries out in pleasure and squirts all over the base of your shaft as she cums hard, the pumping of your titanic dick sending her over the edge. Taylor's experience, though, is on another level altogether: she lets out a gutteral moan as her belly is instantly bloated to the size of a beach ball with the thickest, most potent cum imaginable. The famous (throughout the school, at least) aphrodisiac properties of your ball batter kick in at the same time, making her pussy squirt out enough juice to put Alexa to shame. The two sculpted beauties shiver and writhe in orgasm; they'll be far from the first.

The firehose of thick spunk fills Taylor to the size of a yoga ball in mere seconds, and then beyond. There's no way she'd fit in a shower stall now - in fact, with her belly keeping her 4 feet off the ground and rising, the entire shower room is looking questionable.


 

I feel my feet sliding back on the slick shower floor as Taylor's belly bloats larger and larger, a kiddie pool's worth of thick sperm pressing her ass into the low ceiling. I watch her squirt cunt juices onto the ceiling as Alexa and I slide back toward the opposite stalls, maybe 5 bathtubs worth of cum, rapidly approaching 6, bloat the college slut.

I sidestep my shower stall to avoid being trapped in it as my orgasm finally begins to slow down. After two minutes of powerful, unending blasts, my cock is letting out pitiful bucketfuls into Taylor. Soon enough, I pull out, holding Alexa's hips to keep her on balance. The shower hall is half-stuffed with Taylor, her pussy oozing thick spunk onto the floor. I give Alexa another hearty slap. "Your turn. Hands and knees."
 
 
 

"O-Okay!" cries Alexa giddily, still shivering from her orgasm. She stumbles toward the oozing, purple head, using your rock hard shaft to keep her balance, and falls down on all fours next to her obscenely bloated friend.

Taylor is still cumming her brains out, orgasm after mind-shattering orgasm rocking her senses. Last year, a sample of your spunk (not hard to find around here) was taken and studied in one of the laboratories on campus. It was discovered that your ball batter was the most potent aphrodisiac in existence, by several orders of magnitude. Just the smell would send most people into a lust-fueled frenzy, while actual ingestion caused debilitating orgasms on the spot. Rumor has it DARPA caught wind and is now seriously considering adapting it for military use.

Alexa lays on the ground in front of you, pushing her ass in the air and wiggling it enticingly. She looks over her shoulder at you, giving you a look that's half dazed and half horny. "You gonna fill me uuuppp?" she asks in a sing-song voice.




"Lordy, you are desperate." I swing my hips back and forth, giving her behind a few hard, precum-soaked slaps, practically drooling as I watch her jiggle. "Do you really wanna miss the first day of classes just to be filled with my cum? Hell, I'll probably end up knocking you up, too." I slam into her, pressing her face against Taylor's gravid belly as I continue to talk and fuck. "I mean, seriously, it's only day one! This could ruin your life for all you know. But hey, I won't complain, especially after I fill the rest of the bathroom with your humongous belly. Oh, the girls in the dorm will be pissed....oh well." I can feel my nuts beginning to churn, swelling, eager to release again as they grow rapidly. "You know I'm in a growth spurt too, right? I'll probably be even bigger tomorrow!"
 



Ugh, who cares? Classes are dumb anyway! Alexa says as you slam into her. Or at least, that's what she means to say. For some reason it comes out as "OH GOD FUCK MEEEEEEE!" The shivering orgasm she had grinding against your cum cannon was just a taste, a prelude to the main event. The dregs of your previous eruption leak into her as you nearly split her in half; the combination of both ludicrously intense sensations causing rapid fire orgasms to rock her whole body. She screams in pleasure into her friend's blimp-like form and squirts out enough lady juice to actually coat your entire cock - not an easy feat. The pleasure she's in has temporarily fried the rational part of her brain, but if she was still fully lucid she might have, impossibly, started cumming even harder at the thought of you growing even bigger.

Then your first blast of cum hits the back of her uterus like a pile driver, and she blacks out.

"W-What's going on?" Cries a shy voice from back near the doorway. Several towel-clad freshmen stand gaping at the display before them, beads of moisture dripping down their legs. Each breast is at least twice the size of its owner's head, and each nipple is erect enough to make a visible tent in the fabric.
 
 
 

Close to the doorway myself, I slowly but surely pull out my raging girlcock from Alexa's gaping cunt. Cum splashes down onto the tiles and spills out into the hall, at the freshmen's feet.

If one were to look into the bathroom, they'd see one enormous, overfilled, blimp-like belly, belonging to the sport slut Alexa, likely heavily pregnant. If they were observant, they might see the edge of Taylor's belly deeper into the bathroom. But the main attraction was me, at the doorway. As I turn to face the freshman, my still-spurting cock blasts them with sticky waves of spunk, coating the four girls head to toe twice over before my orgasm finally ends. I lean against the doorframe, crossing my arms over my heavily milk-laden tits. "Welcome to college," I announce.

I then proceed to fuck the shit out of them.




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As usual, only two or three other students make it to the lecture hall before I do. Punctuality is one of my proudest qualities, along with diligence and being, like, way smarter than everyone else. I take a seat near the front of the room so the professor can see me clearly and pull out a notebook the size of a cinder block, which I then drop on the small desk in front of me with a loud THUNK. Of course, it's not going to stay there - like most of the student body on campus, my tits are way too big to fit in the 12 inches or so of space between me and the desk. They are, however, firm enough to act as a decent note-taking surface.

Other students start trickling in as I review my textbook (I read the whole thing last weekend, naturally) and plunking down in their chairs. This is a popular room, as its seats are big enough to comfortably fit the expansive asses that need them. I grimace at the sloppiness and carelessness of my fellow students; they clearly aren't close to as dedicated as I am. Why do they even make us take these classes? They're useless! I think bitterly. After eagerly completing all my major classes and electives, I'm forced in my senior year to complete the one section I dread: Health and Safety. Reproductive Health fit my schedule the best, on top of being taught in the most comfortable room on campus, so it was an easy choice. Unfortunately everyone else seemed to have the same idea, as it's one of the most popular classes available. I sigh resign myself to a semester of boring, easy work; at least it'll be another A for my transcript.




I shuffle in with tenuous steps, my aching boobs overflowing with milk. The top I threw on is already completely soaked through, as I take ginger steps and ease into a seat beside you to not set off an eruption of milk.

And I do anyway.

When I straighten up, I move too quickly. I gasp, moaning as my nipples, seemingly of their own accord, begin spraying milk all around me, coating you, me, and the chairs in a fine warm mist, all coming through my top. The force of it has me paralyzed with pleasure, and I begin to distantly wonder if my cock will want in on the sensations soon, too. The sprays come in waves, with powerful force, like someone holding a thumb over the nozzle of a hose. "I can't stop it," I half-moan.
 



I scream as I'm pelted by a creamy, white cloud. It settles all over me and my stuff, getting me sopping wet and completely ruining my notebook. "W-Well try harder! I can't take notes while your boobs are spraying milk all over the damn place!" I try to shelter my glasses with my arm, but it's no use - within seconds I'm functionally blind, my vision filled with countless white droplets. As distraught as I am, I can't help but be impressed - I know some of the girls here lactate and need to drain their milky tits regularly, but I've never heard of anyone spontaneously spraying out so much milk!

One minute til the start of class, and it doesn't look like your gigantic milk tanks are emptying out anytime soon at this rate. "Do you need, like, help or something?" I call over the gush of milk.




I'm red-faced with embarrassment. It's never been THIS bad! I begin gently nudging my shirt up, revealing my humongous chest, each boob about the size of a beach ball. Now the fine mist turns to near-jets of milk, spraying forward, a few smaller streams to the side. Thank god no one's in the row ahead of me…

"P-please help!" I ask. I use one arm to hold my shirt up as the other reaches forward to grab onto the nipple, a few inches long. I begin to pump, expressing my milk, causing the jets to fire out further.




Biting my lip, I consider my options: I could sit here completely soaked while you milk yourself dry, which could take half of class; or I could suck on those huge, soft, milky tits and gulp down your delicious milk.

I choose the latter.

"F-Fine!" My face is bright red and burning so hot I feel like my pigtails are going to catch fire, but I kneel in front of you and grab at the unoccupied milk tank in front of me. The geyser of cream hits me square in the face, knocking my head back slightly and causing me to spit and sputter; it's a good thing I took my glasses off, or the force of the stream might have actually broken then. I try to ignore my own rock hard nipples as I bring yours to my mouth, barely keeping up with the gush of milk as I gulp it down.

At this perfectly embarrassing moment, the class bell rings and the door at the front of the class opens.

"Good morning, class, sorry I'm late," comes a voice from behind me. "I had- Oh, oh dear..."


 

My jaw drops as I turn back to see the lovely Ms. Dawson enter the class. I was NOT expecting such a bangin' Reproductive Health teacher! Dressed for summer, her button down blouse is stretched absurdly thin over a pair of chest cannons as of yet unrivaled. They were clearly the main attraction, but her thick thighs with shorts to small as to almost be invisible also looked delicious.

I give a wave to her, half-confident. "I'll be done in a minute," I say, even as my monstrosity jumps to life...




"Nonsense, dear, I won't just stand and watch when you're in pain." Without missing a beat, the ultra busty teacher sets her books on the podium and ties her cinnamon-colored hair back: business mode. "Well, I guess we'll be kicking the year off with a demonstration. Thank you for keeping control of the situation, Samantha, but I'll take it from here." I step back to give her space to work, milk dribbling down my chin. "Of course, Ms. Dawson, and good morning!" I, of course, know every professor on campus personally, and she's one of my favorites. My uniform is completely soaked and hugs my skin like it was painted on, revealing my braless L-cup tits to the entire class. The other students are watching the scene unfold with mild interest; it's hardly the strangest thing they've seen on campus.

"We won't be covering lactation in class for several weeks, so I'll make this brief," she announces, gently but firmly grasping around each of your gushing nipples. "The most effective way to express milk from overfilled breasts is a steady massaging, pumping motion, like so." Her trained hands begin to knead and massage your milk tanks expertly; even I'm impressed at her technique.




I let out a loud moan as Ms. Dawson takes over. Standing directly before me, her expert ministrations cause milk to practically blast out, as powerfully as a sink or showerhead, liberal gallons spraying over her voluptuous assets and body, along with the three rows in front of me. Some girls catch the warm, sweet milk, but my eyes are glued to her humongous boobs, her blouse quickly soaked, revealing miles of cleavage…

Another throb, then another courses through my fat girlcock. It starts to rise, swell, tearing my shorts as it slams up, grinding up against the teacher's sex as it grows. I watch her tits jiggle from the impact, practically drooling. "Hey, teach, um...can we have another hands-on lesson for the class after this?" My voice cracks on occasion as the outpouring from my milktanks slowly decreases.




"Of course! I'm always happy for my students to take part in the teaching process," she says professionally as the last few gallons spurt out of your now slightly smaller boobs. Before stepping off your stiffening python, though, she gives you a sly wink. She steps back so the entire class can see her, those torso dwarfing tits quaking with every step. "Samantha, help me out of these wet clothes, would you? They're a bit useless at this point, and this next demonstration can get very messy."

I've been watching the show with wide eyes, mouth agape as my nipples stiffen to the size of my thumbs. The class seems equally interested; even in a school as stupendously endowed as this, Ms. Dawson's glorious tits are a sight to behold. I catch a few students with a hand below their desks, moving rhythmically, blushing and biting their lips while intently watching your milking session. "Oh, um, yes Ms. Dawson!" She seems to have trouble reaching the front buttons on her cardigan, so I greedily reach in and start undressing her. Her back side is not turned to the class, drawing attention to her fat, round ass that's hardly covered by her tight short shorts.




I take long, languid strokes of my behemoth as I watch you strip the mega-busty teacher. Her ass is an absolute treat, but it's the absurd degree of pure boobage visible even from behind that stiffens me to full hardness. "I'm gonna warn you, Miss Dawson," I start, gently pushing you aside with my massive meat, "this is gonna be VERY filling. You might be dazed for hours atop a cum-bloated belly, and then I'll still be hard." I turn to you and give you a mischievous grin. "You're okay with me wreaking havoc in here, in the first class of the year for almost everyone here?" A fat glob of heady precum spurts out, splashing against her back and rear.




The gorgeous teacher steps out of her panties and throws them aside, giving you a smirk. "I knew what I was getting into with you in my class, Rebecca," she growls, wiping a dab of precum from her ass and sucking it off her finger. "Oh, don't be surprised - of course I look over my list of students before the year starts. And in case you didn't know, you and your..." She bumps the side of your stiffening shaft with her deliciously thick hips. "...enthusiastic little friend are something of a celebrity couple on campus, even among the professors. Although I have to admit, the lactation caught me off guard." She throws one leg over your massively engorged cock head, straddling it between her creamy thighs. Even in a sitting position, her tits are so huge they rest on your growing cum cannon like a pair of beanbag chairs.

"Besides, I think this class could learn much more from a hands on demonstration than a lecture. Do I have any volunteers?" she calls out into the full lecture hall. The sound of shuffling feet and enthusiastic, horny chatter fills the room as students start flooding down the aisles.




I look around me, watching students charge in and around, surrounding the teacher and I. Some are brazen in their lust, openly masturbating at the sight of the teacher on my cock. I give it a slight flex, watching Ms. Dawson's tits wobble like mad. "If Reproductive Health is this hands on every day, I'll have knocked up everyone in the room by the end of the month," I think to myself.

"Sorry about the milk, Ms. Dawson, it's a recent addition." I grab hold of her legs and pull her closer down my length, of giant boobs contacting, hers over triple the size of my own. "Ready to get filled?"




"Ready to get emptied?" Counters the painfully sexy professor before pulling you in for a passionate kiss. The motion squishes your epic racks together and it almost looks funny how they bulge up to your heads, nearly smothering you in tit flesh. Of course, all the rest of us are too horny for it to be anything but arousing.

Your musky precum has us fully under its sway at this point, and I'm far from the only one to whine in disappointment that we'll each have to wait our turn. Denied that glorious behemoth of a cock, we go for the next best thing: each other. Skirts and blouses are flung across the room as we practically attack one another. Before long, the ecstatic moans and squeals of the impromptu orgy are near deafening.




I kiss the teacher back fiercely, grabbing her hips to pull her in close, the precum my cock is spewing out driving the class to a sexual frenzy. I guide the teacher off my length, flipping her around and resting her atop her own titanic chest in the student seats. Taking far steps back, I line up my spewing length with her entrance, soaking Ms. Dawson head to tit to toe, and slowly feed it into her, watching her body stretch around it like a condom. Foot after foot of cock distends her, her body split open. Always my favorite sight.

As I get into a rhythm of fucking Ms. Dawson's brains out, filling her belly with the prelude to a huge orgasm, I watch the debauchery around me increase in magnitude. Girls in a circle eating each other out, huge tits being milked, and asses slapped, drapes over student streets. My orgasm suddenly, surprisingly, wells up, and with a grunt, I begin blasting cum into the teacher with the strength of a fire hose.




Predictably, the professor loses her cool composure as soon as she's stuffed with 200 pounds of throbbing girlcock. She lets out an animalistic wail and her tits begin gushing out milk at a rate that puts even yours to shame; in seconds, the first few rows of seats are absolutely soaked. I'm in the middle of making out with one girl while fingering her and sitting on another's face when I hear the WHAM of your geyser of cum hits the back of Ms. Dawson's uterus, and a moment later the smell of your unbelievably potent ball batter hits us. The resulting series of orgasms throughout the class sounds like someone's shooting a firehose at the ground. Immediately, we become somehow even hornier and redouble are efforts to fuck each other into unconsciousness. Meanwhile, the near comatose professor covers a row of seats, then two, then three, and is showing no signs of slowing down.




There was something about the forwardness of this ultra-busty teacher that turned me on something fierce. I can't stop releasing, and I hardly want to stop, watching her belly eat up row after row, rising higher and higher…

Finally, my orgasm slows down as she passes the size of a blown up hot air balloon, and stops just as her belly grazes the ceiling, 30 feet up. I smile at my handiwork, patting her belly, and pull out. A deluge of hot, yogurt-thick cum blasts out from her gaping snatch, drenching me and a few students. Everyone rushes to drink from the secondary source, but my dick's still hard. I wipe my eyes, scanning the crowd. Where was that girl beside me...




Even in my orgasmic haze, I can't help but watch as you pump hundreds of gallons of gooey spunk into the ultra bloated teacher. When she's uncorked and begins leaking her deluge of cock snot, I'm right along with the rest of the crowd rushing to get my chance at swallowing the delicious spunk; to my immense frustration, I don't get there in time to secure a spot. I watch with intense jealousy at the girls drinking your spunk, most of them immediately collapsing on the floor in writhing, moaning, squirting heaps as the impossibly potent aphrodisiac hits their system. I can't just stand and watch though - even with one hand furiously frigging myself, I'm hornier than I've ever been in my life. But like a gift from above, out of the corner of my eye I see you're still-engorged cum cannon, sadly neglected in the rush to drink your creamy spunk.

"Rebecca!" I call out to you, remembering the professor's greeting. Dashing over to secure my place, I throw my arms around the throbbing, purple cock head. Of course this also causes my massive, soft boobs to squish against your shaft. "Me next, okay?"




The moment you cling to my cock, I let out a squirt of precum, thoroughly soaking your lower half. Christ, I'm really overproducing today...I give you a smile, hobbling away from the mad orgy and toward empty seats in the lecture hall.

I flex my cock, holding you higher up in the air over me. "Samantha, right?" I ask, lowering you down. "Ass out on that chair. Have we met?" I rest my still-leaking cock onto a row of seats beside you. A few girls from the lust-fueled orgy begin to drunkenly wander closer, and I shoo them off. "I swear, I've knocked you up before..." As if the mere suggestion of babies triggers it, milk begins to trickle from my nipples.




I giggle as I literally ride your cock to one of the higher rows of seats. "Yeah!" I squeak at your order; I can't get into position fast enough. Still furiously rubbing my clit, I push my fat, juicy ass in the air enticingly. "N-No, I don't think so, before today anyway. I knew about you last year but I, um, didn't want to distract myself from my studies with sex or anything..." It's a good thing you can't see my face, because I'm blushing bright red. Somehow, the decision to avoid this glorious girlcock seems quite silly in hindsight. Well, I think to myself as you line up your colossal cock head to my pussy, I'm about to find out what I was missing...



I take careful steps back, gripping my titanic length with both hands. I inch forward, splitting you open with my cock as the thickness enters. "You've been missing out," I say, pushing and thrusting forward, distending your body with my length. "But you should-unf!-keep studying hard." I get into a steady rhythm after reaching you, grabbing your ass and slapping your cheeks a I pound. "Don't throw away your life for a giant dick!"
 
 
 
 
Your cock pounds a moan out of me so loud and high pitched it almost sounds like I'm singing. Despite how many times I've cum in the last few minutes, they all feel like a preamble to the orgasm ripping through me. At least, it feels like a single orgasm - but judging by the way it just keeps going on, and on, and on, and on... I may just not be able to distinguish them. Somehow, I manage to answer you. "I d-don't know, that- MMMPH!- sounds l-like a good idea right now!"




"Try not to give in!" I shout, slamming home my entire length. "Even when I do this to you!" Cum wells up by the bucketful, positively punching into your womb. My eyes are squeezed shut; all I can hear is the BLLLOOOORRRCCCHHHH of your ever-filling belly, one unending wad swelling you to unreal sizes. Great, I think to myself, my big huge dumb cock is off ruining lives again. There's no way she'll recover from the cum addiction...as if I didn't have enough cum zombies stalking me on campus...


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To my surprise, my cock begins to soften after I swell your belly up a dozen feet in the air. I pull out carefully, preparing to sidestep the coming cum blast, but your womb keeps it all in.

I squeeze out the last dregs of cum from my cock, sneak into the orgy to grab my backpack (waterproof! Not making the same mistake as last year), and slip out of the lecture hall.

My body is still soaked head to toe with milk, pussy juice, and cum, my shoes squishing and leaving an imprint with every step. I squish my way back to the dorm, squeezing past still-swollen bellies to get to my room and change. I wonder if Andrea woke up for her class or not...




I've just gotten back from the gym when I hear our dorm room door creak open. The smell hits me immediately afterward; I could never mistake the unique scent of your ultra potent cum and precum. I'm more or less used to it by now, so it doesn't affect me as strongly as most people, but my nipples harden to make obvious tents in my stretched out crop top nonetheless.

"Hey, roomie," I greet you as I let down my hair. Although my body isn't that amazing by the school's standards, I've been told my voice is unbelievably sexy. My last boyfriend told me hearing it was "like having his dick rubbed with fine silk."

"I saw your handiwork in the showers. Had a fun morning, did you?" I tease, turning toward you. "Well, I really need to wash off, so I'm heading to the dorm next door. Hopefully that one isn't too blocked off." I look you up and down, smirking in amusement. "You look like you could use a shower too. Want to come with?"




"Hey Sandra," I greet you as I walk in. Hearing you makes me shudder the tiniest bit, my balls churning once again. I can't help but glance at your T H I C C thighs, perfectly massive and lovely to grab onto.

I glance down at myself. I'm still quite white with milk and cum; I'm pretty certain my boobs are still swelling with milk, as they dribble down my chest.

"Yeah, I need a shower...let's go." I grab a towel and follow you, squishing down the hall.




We squeeze our way back outside and make our way next door. "So. I'd ask you how your first class went, but I'm pretty sure I know," I tease. As we walk, hungry stares follow your cum-soaked form. Some girls are even bold enough to approach you, but a steely glare from me is enough to turn them back. "Do you ever get tired of girls going after your dick all the time? I mean, I'm sure the sex is great, obviously... but it's gotta be more annoying than anything after awhile." The stares follow us into the dorm next door - the downstairs common area is packed full of outrageously curvy college girls, and all of them are whispering and staring, some of them sniffing deep breaths to take in more of your cum's incredible musk.




"Yeah, it's super obnoxious," I say as we enter the other dorm. I keep my gaze focused on your thighs, keeping the crazy curvaceous distractions out of my field of vision. "I can either ignore it, or inundate enough girls with cum like you until they can resist it." I remember fondly, that time after we agreed to be roommates. A week of "immunization" for you, involving filling you to stupendous sizes, at least back then. Now I'm filling girls up that big with one load.




"Ah yes, the immunization period. That was a good week..." I say wistfully. The shower room is easy to find, and I begin stripping, storing my clothes in one of the lockers. "I'm sure I don't need to tell you that there are a lot of girls here, though. It took a week for me, do you really think you can make a dent in the school's population by the end of the year?" I pause as I'm taking off my bra, suddenly noticing something as you strip your cum-soaked clothes. "You don't normally lactate that much, do you?"




I've already stripped, soft cock dangling, my heavy boobs not quite spewing milk yet. I sigh, hefting one tit, watching milk spurt onto the shower. "No… This growth spurt is getting the better of me… I need to keep these babies empty." I look to you, still holding one boob up. "Wanna help empty this one? I can get the other."




I lick my lips, now fully naked as well. "How could I say no to that?" I purr before taking your huge milk tank and putting the thumb-sized nipple in my mouth. During that glorious immunization period, I drank enough of your milk to practically live off of - when my stomach wasn't outrageously bloated with your cum, that is. Your milk doesn't have any special properties that I know of, but damn is it delicious. I pull away from suckling your gushing tit for just a moment. "If this growth spurt means more milk, maybe it's not such a bad thing, eh? Although it'll probably go straight to my ass..."




I take a break from drinking from my own huge nipple, one hand going down to squeeze one of your fat ass cheeks. "Is that such a bad thing?" I ask.

Suddenly, a tingling sensation fills me with pleasure and dread. Oh no, not again! I think, just before my body grows. My breasts swell outrageously in your hands, each one growing larger than yoga balls, the huge fat nipples spraying out milk. My hips expand far wider than my shoulders as my cock flops down onto the floor soft. Then it starts to harden. "Sorry, Sandra...I couldn't stop it..." Already, precum is pooling on the floor. If I could pack one bathroom with two bellies this morning, I wonder how much cum my new, heavy balls will produce this time...




"Ha! Maybe not for you. You're not the one who has to fit this thing into a pair of shorts!" I go back to gulping down your delicious cream - but only for a moment, as I'm pushed back by the swelling udder and the nipple grows too big for my mouth. "Uh, oh... Maybe I spoke too soon..." I stand back for my own safety as your body swells to ridiculous proportions, your milk jetting out halfway to the other side of the shower room. Spending so much time around you has gotten me quite good at ignoring my sex drive, but even I feel like I'm in heat watching such a sexy display, especially when it's followed by gallons of gushing precum from a soft cock that must be at least four feet long.

"Wow... um, need some help getting that thing back down?" I ask, taken aback at the sudden growth but even more eager for some giant dick. Even your ass is looking so much fuller, rounder, and fatter than before - it puts even mine to shame.




I give my new tush a squeeze to confirm the spurt went through everywhere. I pout as I watch my cock harden, passing five, then six feet grows, until it reaches full hardness, arcing forward six and a half feet ahead of me, bucket-sized dollops of hot precum splashing down onto the floor of the shower changing room.

"I'm really sorry, Sandra...can you help me out?" It's almost hard to reach my nipples, but I do, firing thick squirts of milk out to try and empty my enormous udders. "I'll take care of these..."




I knew it had to happen one of these days: your cock is now longer than I am tall. "Don't be sorry," I growl, licking my lips in anticipation. I wasn't planning on taking advantage of your impossible sex drive... but how could I deny an opportunity like this? I run my hands along the top of the throbbing shaft, basking in the sheer size of the beast as I saunter over toward the head. Your swollen nuts are now big enough to rest on the floor, and their loud gurgling provides a constant background noise to our foreplay. I wonder if they'll be making that sound permanently from now on?

"I'm just disappointed I can't reach those awesome tits from all the way over here!" I smile as I begin rubbing my body all over the swollen purple helmet, getting instantly drenched in pre. Suddenly, I get an idea - I put my fist up to the gushing cum slit, and realize I can now comfortably fit my entire forearm inside. It's a bit hard to keep there with the pressure of the oncoming precum, but the feeling is unreal, and it must be even moreso for you.




My cock throbs as I watch you get drenched. Seeing you soaking wet is a rarer sight, and delicious to behold.

Then, unexpectedly, your forearm goes into my cum slit. "Aaah!" I half gasp half cry, awashed in a series of new tingling sensations. One hard wad of precum gets fired out, but with the strength of my pelvic muscles, I can slow the steady stream of precum to little more than a dribble, like a leaking faucet. The trade off, of course, is my balls now swelling at a faster pace…

"Nobody's ever done that before," I pant. "What exactly are you planning?"




I wriggle my arm around, stimulating the inside of your cum vein as much as possible while watching your face for a reaction. I've heard some guys like this - that area must be extremely sensitive, and it's not a place that usually gets any attention. Of course, I doubt any guy has ever had an entire forearm up his dick.

"Nothing, just relax. Does it feel good?" My other arm goes back to stimulating the swollen helmet (which is about all I can reach) while I go back to making out with your cum slit. With a giggle, I realize this isn't unlike going down on one of my ex-girlfriends. I appreciate you holding back your torrent of precum to avoid blowing me away, but I can't help worrying about the consequences.

A sharp gasp from the shower room door. I glance behind me, recognizing one of the girls from the common room outside. A cute, innocent-looking girl who I'd swear wasn't a day over 16 if she wasn't on campus. She has her hand to her mouth, and her face is the color of a ripe tomato. I flash her a wicked grin - she must be a freshman, if she's this shocked at your body.

"Hello there. Here for a refreshing shower?" Frankly, I'm just surprised no one else is with her.




My eyes are squeezed shut as I writhe and wriggle in pleasure, your forearm reaching unexplored and sensitive regions of my cock. I feel like I've discovered an entirely new form of pleasure; your arm within my cum slit combines perfectly with my restrained and swelling balls, now beginning to slowly eat up floor space. If only you could reach deeper…

Then, my prayers are answered. I open my eyes as you call out, observing the petite little freshman...and watching her futa cock swell. It's rather large, hardening as she tosses her towel away to two feet long, a bead of precum forming at the tip. "You there," I say. "Come here, and get your cock in me." I give you a look, and pull my cock away from your arm, swinging it toward the front door, my cum slit eager to take her cock, though I wonder if I could take all of her…




I reluctantly pull my arm out of your cum slit, a loud schhhlick sound accompanying it along with several gallons of precum. I lick it off suggestively, smiling at the newcomer. "What's your name, cutie?" I purr, slapping your fat ass before taking position next to your swelling cum factories and rubbing them fondly.

"Hi, um, I'm Vanessa. Wow, before I came here I thought my dick was big..." she says timidly, practically drooling at the sight in front of her. She's fairly flat by campus standards, only an H cup or so, but her 2 foot cock and juicy, cantaloupe-sized balls more than make up for that. I may have been spoiled by your incredible body, but I can still appreciate a nice cock when I see one.

"O-Okay!" She hurries over to the gushing cock head, covering her lower body in your precum before lining her large cock up to your massive one. "Like this?" Slowly, carefully, she pushes inside, grunting with effort until with a gasp her cock head is inside yours. "This feels really weird," she moans, "but I like it..."




"Yesssss, exactly like that!" I throw my head back, balls gurgling as they churn and swell. This one's gonna be messy..."Sandra, help me milk-mphh! That's it!" I thrust my cock against Vanessa, forcing hers deeper, splitting my cum slit wide. "God, you feel so good! I want your cum..." I milk one hefty tit, thick jets of milk flying, as I watch Vanessa pound my cum slit. "Fill me balls even bigger!"




I eagerly grab your free tit and struggle to lift the gushing nipple to my mouth. I'm just barely able to, and even then, the nub is too big to fit in my mouth. I wonder how you do it? Your body must compensate for its staggering growth.

Meanwhile, Vanessa thrusts in and out of your cum slit like a woman possessed. She looks like she can hardly believe what she's seeing, her eyes wandering all over your body. Can't say I blame her. "Ohmygod... your dick is so- mmph- there's so much milk- y-your balls- oh- I'm gonna cum!"




As Rebecca cums, a....reverse-orgasm washes over me. I don't know how to describe it. She pumps pints of semen down my length, filling my balls even larger. And their growth accelerates. This must be what it's like for a hose to get stuffed, or a vacuum to spew, or a showerhead to suck, I think to myself. I can hardly move, absentmindedly gulping down milk as the freshman fills me.

Then I cum like a burst pipe.

A gaggle of girls out in the hall turn to watch Rebecca get launched out of the bathroom, blasted against the opposite wall. The entire doorway is filled with jetting cum, from top to bottom, as though the door has been holding back thousands of gallons and was only just opened. Thick spunk begins flooding rooms, halls, and floors, to say nothing of the layer of it we're in in the bathroom, neck-deep in it.




"WOAH!"

I stagger back when I see you blast Vanessa across the room and into the wall - good thing, too, because immediately afterward your boobs start gushing milk with the force of fire hoses. I figured you'd cum more after your growth spurt, but I never expected-

I'm thrown back by the tidal wave of unbelievably thick cum, just a small fraction of the oceans you're letting out into the building. It's impossible to hear anything else over the roar of your spunk geyser, but I can see you screaming your head off in pleasure in between waves of cum knocking me back. "Rebecca! Slow down! You're flooding the building!" I yell, but there's no chance you hear me; even if you did, you're probably too lost in your epic orgasm to respond. I struggle to stay afloat as your orgasm stretches into the minutes without slowing down at all.




Cum, milk, milk, cum. The entire floor is filled with the stuff, lower floor flooding, stairs becoming waterfalls of spunk, college girls holding on for dear life as potent cum overcomes their senses and rational thought. One brave, super-horny girl tries to walk through the doorway to attack my cock; she makes the mistake of opening her mouth, and is inflates in moments with jizz.

Then, again like a switch, my orgasm ends. What was a forceful, flooding, disaster of an orgasm suddenly becomes a few final, weak spurts. My heavy milktanks are only trickling, now, and already my cock is softening.

I take a few deep breaths. "Holy shit...I didn't know I could do that..." we are still deep in thick cum, up to our chests, but the level is rapidly slowing down, flowing out open windows and doors.




I struggle to keep from swallowing your cum as you flood the room, but I can only hold out so long. Jizz splashes into my open mouth, floods my pussy, and starts me on a series of mind-bending orgasms. Even after a week of "initiation," I'm still rendered nearly catatonic by the strength of the orgasms ripping through me. My pussy begins squirting out pints of nectar, although it hardly makes a difference in the oceans of jizz now emptying from the building. It's a good thing I'm on birth control - most girls on campus are, since you've been around. Industrial strength, too; they don't want a repeat of last year. Although with your newly productive cum factories, who knows whether they'll have any effect?

I'm just barely lucid enough to notice when the level of cum slowly recedes, my wild moans becoming audible once the gush of cum dies down. In fact, the entire building echoes with the ecstatic moans of dozens of wildly cumming college sluts.




As my orgasm finally abates, I look to you. You far too caught up in pleasure for me to help you...I ball up the sticky wad of clothing I brought here under one arm and take off down the stairs for the, splashing and squishing through potent spunk. The last thing I want to do is get caught in another giant orgy. My tits bounce like mad down every step, my cock dragging on the floor between my legs, my stance wide to give my balls room as they jostle. I end up hefting my massive penis to make life easier, passing cumwashed girls on the way.

Back out the door, I take a look at the dorm. The walls almost appear to be bulging, like I just inflated the whole thing. Cum leaks from the windows like a terrible horror movie. And from the door I exited, down to the street and rapidly filling up a pond, is a river of cum.