"Oh, who cares about the damn gun right now?" Jess thought to herself, as Robert carried her upstairs. "I'm dying to have sex with my boyfriend."

Robert opened his bedroom door and walked inside. Jess was busy kissing her boyfriend's face and neck.

"My God, Robert," she said in-between kisses, hyperventilating a little. "I am so hot for you right now."

He bent down and placed her on the bed. Then in one swift motion, he pulled her t-shirt over her head and carelessly tossed it over his shoulder. Jess quickly unzipped her pants and threw them next to her shirt.

The only article of clothing remaining on Robert at this time was his pants, and they were frayed and torn at the cuffs and stretched tightly across his thigh and hamstring muscles. His shirt was on the floor in the living room downstairs, a casualty of his first wave of growth.

He squatted down and Jess watched excitedly as his pants seemed to explode off of his body, his leg muscles finally free. Robert tossed the shredded garment aside and he hungrily picked Jess up and began kissing her.

The two went at it, like two young lovers who hadn't seen each other in months. There they stood, in the middle of Robert's room, making out. All the while, Robert's penis began to stir...

Coming up for air at one point, Jess said, "Let's go back over to the bed." Robert sat down on his bed, the mattress and box springs underneath creaking and groaning out, due to how big he was now.

Robert laid his girlfriend gently down on the mattress, his massive frame leaning over her much smaller body. He stroked her hair and kissed her on the forehead. "You ready, beautiful?" he asked. She nodded in response.

They both looked down at his throbbing member, which, at this point, had snaked halfway up his abdomen and was nearly 4 inches in circumference.

"Um, Jess," he said, looking down at her. "I don't think I'm going to fit. I mean, unless you have a strong desire to become a Jess-kabob or something."

Jess grabbed a couple of Robert's fingers. "Use these instead. They're like fucking kielbasas now."

So, Robert went to work, probing her womanhood with two of his giant digits, while, with his other hand, he gently massaged her breasts.

Nearly a half-hour later, after the pair had gone through a half-dozen improvised techniques, Jess laid back on the bed, nearly spent.

"That...was...fantastic," Jess said, nearly breathless. "Whatever that ray gun did to you, it definitely made you a much better lover."

"Are you saying I wasn't good before?" Robert asked, a slight smile on his face.

"You were okay," she replied, catching her breath. "What matters now is that you're far superior now."

"Now, since you're taken care of," Jess said, sitting up. "I think it's time I took care of you."

She eyed the huge member of her boyfriend. It was longer than her arm and thicker than anything she had ever seen. Jess cradled the massive flagpole as best she could, before sticking her mouth up to it. Try as she might, she could only fit a small portion in her mouth, but it was enough to do the job.

She stroked Robert's penis aggressively, while continuing to suck. Above her, her boyfriend was getting close to cumming, based on all the noise he was making.

Suddenly, without warning, he orgasmed, filling Jess' mouth to its fullest capacity in a matter of seconds.

"Mmm!" she moaned in a panic, before tearing her mouth away from his penis, coughing up most of what was in her mouth. The full force of what remained inside of Robert hit Jess in the face and chest, knocking her back on the bed.

The walls and ceiling were coated in Robert's jism, before his penis relaxed and became limp once more.

Robert looked down at Jess, her face and hair dripping wet with his cum. "Sorry," he said. Jess wiped her face off and dried her hands on Robert's bed sheet.

"Well, that was fun," she said, a hint of annoyance in her voice. "But I'm a little sticky right now. I'm going to go clean up. I'll be back in five minutes."

Jess returned to the bedroom a few minutes later, towel in hand, drying her hair. She climbed back into bed with Robert, snuggling up against his massive frame. They laid there for 15 minutes or so, before Robert's bed finally gave way, sending them both crashing to the floor.

"So, what do we do now?" Robert asked.