This choice: You guys go again, you don't want to stop! • Go Back...Chapter #8You guys go again, you don't want to stop! by: atc   You probably weren't thinking all that clearly at this point. Between unbelievable growth spurts that left you looking like an underwear model and turned Sarah into the most beautiful woman you'd ever seen, plus the two bouts of mind-blowing sex that caused it; logic was escaping you.
Without any prompting from Sarah, you grab the bottle and shake out two more pills.
Sarah was obviously thinking the same thing. Giggling with joy, she silently closed her eyes and opened her mouth, waiting for you place the pill on her tongue. You oblige her as you swallowed your own pill and escorted her back to the bed.
As incredible as it was, the exertion from all this was taking its toll. The two of you passed out shortly after cumming together. You could vaguely feel the tingle of growth as your mind faded off to sleep.
...
The sunlight peeking through the window slowly stirred you from your sex and growth induced slumber. As you groggily came to, you slowly recalled the events of last night. You quickly turned to find Sarah, but she was gone. Looking at her nightstand, the clock read almost noon.
Something else was there block a fair piece of your vision. You looked down and saw a gargantuan pair of pecs obscuring the view of the rest of you body. Although you couldn't see it you could feel your feet dangling several inches off the end of the bed. The bed creaked and groaned as you rolled over to get up.
"Thank God this is a sturdy bed, or else we'd have been on the floor by now."
Standing up, your head brushed fairly close to the ceiling. Since you were eye level with the top of the doorway, you guessed your height to be about 7 foot even.
The dresser mirror wasn't even close to capable of reflecting all of your body at once. You had to twist into some odd stances to see yourself from every angle.
Huge didn't even begin to describe you. Pro bodybuilders weren't this big, even without the height difference. Hell, most comic book character didn't look as big as you.
Your pecs looked to be a least 8 inches thick that bobbed up and down effortlessly at the slightest movement. You bent your arm and saw a bicep swell up the size of a cantaloupe.
Rubbing your hands over your shredded 8-pack felt amazing. You'd never seen abs as big as yours. It looked like someone stuffed a rack of billiard balls under your skin.
Your legs were now bigger around than your waist and were accompanied by calves the the size of soccer balls. "Where am I going to find pants that fit these?" you thought.
Gazing back up, your penis looked as big as it did last night, but it was completely soft! How big would it get when it was hard? You were just about touch it when you heard someone come through the door.
"Mornin', Sleepyhead!"
You turned around and saw Sarah's smiling face... staring you right in the eyes. If you were 7 feet tall, she couldn't be any shorter than 6'11".
You stepped back to get a better look at her. What just yesterday had been a 5'5" cute yet mousy girl was now nothing short of an amazon.
Sarah struck a pose that showed off everything the pills had giver her. She was wearing a pair of pink sweatpants that at her height only came down to her knees. They were strained to the limit with wide, sweeping hips, bulging thighs and the juiciest, heart-shaped ass you had ever seen.
Her breasts had to be the size of volleyballs, if not bigger. They were barely contained by a large white tank top that was stretched far past its designed shaped. It looked more like a flimsy sports bra with some extra fabric hanging off it.
And in the shadow of those massive boobs you could see a well etched six-pack.
It was then you noticed that Sarah had some pretty sizable muscles too. She wasn't ripped and veiny like you were, but still impressively defined. Her arms looked to be at least 22"; huge on a 5'8" male bodybuilder, but just perfect on a 7' tall sex goddess.
Taking in her whole figure once again, you saw that her chocolate brown hair had grown longer and fuller too, pulled back into a giant ponytail the reached down to the small of her back. She smiled and winked coyly.
"You like?"
Just the sight of her got your cock stirring. You could feel it pull on your groin as it stiffened into a 2 foot long rod as thick as a baseball bat.
Sarah gasped a bit at the sight of you humongous dick. "Wow. I don't think we'll find boxers that'll contain that thing. Oh, that reminds me. Here. I got you something to wear, muscle man" she said tossing you a sack.
"Where did you get these clothes?" you asked, not even wanting to know what she wore when she went out to get them.
"Goodwill. They have some really large sizes, although they're not always big in the right places," she said cupping her breasts.
You look in the bag and pulled out a giant pair of jean shorts obviously made for an obese person Pulling them on, you noticed the waist was ridiculously loose, but they stayed on, held tight by your massive thighs. The bag also contained a 4XL football jersey that barely held your massive chest and arms but still left the bottom two rows of your abs showing.
Despite how big these clothes were, they still felt incredibly tight as you moved around. You playfully tried flexing like a bodybuilder and quickly heard seams pop as you ripped several small tears in the clothes.
Sarah grinned at your display. "My muscles aren't too shabby either. Watch this!"
Sarah turned and picked up the three crates of pills that were sitting in the corner, holding them out in front of her with one hand.
While marveling at this impressive and unbelievably sexy sight, something occurred to you. Those crates were each full of bottles of those pills; dozens of them. And each bottle had over a hundred pills in it
Even without doing the math you realized there were tens of thousands of these pills here and all of this happened with just six.
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