Titanic tits, a bountiful butt, heavenly hips, thick thighs, long and lovely legs, a majestic mane, a waspy waist (at least compared to her far more exaggerated body parts), smooth skin... Perhaps the constant growing was just throwing her hormones all out of whack--and that was a very definite possibility, considering how much she'd been masturbating lately--but the word "sexy" echoed in Rebecca's mind as she looked over her reflection. But why would she? Weren't her freakishly insane proportions too freakish and insane to be considered sexy in any realistic sense of the word?
It had to be the libido talking. Had to.
Rebecca growled, though it came out sounding more sexual than intended. She ignored it and tried to focus on more pressing matters, like what she going to do for food. She had just eaten every last scrap of food she had and ended up becoming way too big for any of her clothes because of that. No fitting clothes meant she couldn't go out in public, which meant she couldn't restock her food supplies, which meant she'd be starving half to death with nothing to eat come morning.
"And I won't be able to grow any bigger..." Rebecca shook her head. "But that's a good thing. I don't want to get any worse than this, no matter how good it feels. God, does it feel good, though..."
Despite the cramped space, Rebecca couldn't help but rub her thighs together. She tried to choke back her moans for fear of waking up the entire block. Already, she could feel her nether lips leaking once again. As much as she wanted to push her libido aside long enough to think of a way to make herself decent enough to run down to the 24/7 food mart and restock, the burning sensation between her legs was calling out to her far too persistently to be ignored.
I guess four times a day just won't cut it anymore, Rebecca thought with a wry smirk. I just hope it doesn't get to the point where I'm fingering myself every waking minute of every day. Until then, though...
Slender fingers slowly trailed down, beginning at her collarbone. She took a sharp intake of breath through clenched teeth as she went over her hard nipples. Upon reaching the underside, she took as much tit flesh as she could in each hand and squeezed hard. Her breath escaped in one short burst. How could something so huge be so sensitive at the same time?
As amazing as her boobs felt, however, Rebecca's interests lay a little further south. Her fingers resumed their slow descent, making their way down her toned abs. It felt weird having her body develop any sort of toning just from eating food. Then again, she did also gain the healthiest skin she'd ever had, a youthful look to complement said skin, and even a tan. Some muscle definition would just add to her strange appeal at this point. Even her height and hourglass proportions were starting to look attractive to her.
But that was just the libido talking... right?
Pondering of any and all personal dilemmas screeched to a halt as Rebecca's fingers finally brushed against her pussy. She gasped. Her nethers were practically drowning in her juices. The thought that one person could dispense so much in one day was, frankly, a huge turn on. With her insides already slicked and expecting, she had no trouble slipping her fingers in her snatch. While one hand vigorously pumped three fingers in and out with increasingly reckless abandon, the other was rubbing and groping at her thighs. Rebecca moaned.
So soft. So thick. So... So... So luscious.
She plunged another finger into her folds and pumped harder while her other hand made its way to her ass cheeks. Despite the added firmness, they still squished from her groping, just with a bit more resistance than her boobs. At that point, Rebecca's cheeks were flushed a burning red. Her breathing was heavy and ragged, causing her boobs to bounce and jiggle on her heaving chest. They begged for attention, begged for rubbing and squeezing.
Rebecca couldn't help but oblige them.
A long moan was let out as her free hand went straight for a nipple. She came as soon as she made contact. It took a considerable amount of restraint not to cry out. Like the rest of her body, the power of Rebecca's orgasms only seemed to grow over time. Part of her was absolutely terrified of the possibility she'd conk out after just a single release, but another part of her--this one being a small part that was slowly becoming more vocal--was curious, if not outright excited by the idea. Then again, her resilience to their near mind-shattering power seemed to be increasing as well, so that hopefully wouldn't be an issue.
Of course, she was far too horny to care about such things at the moment.
Several more orgasms followed in the first's wake as Rebecca took to pinching and tweaking her nipples, switching from one to the other every few minutes. The urge to howl in ecstasy was strong, almost too much. All manner of lewd noises escaped her mouth as the time between orgasms became shorter. Any fatigue she felt was more than drowned out by the sheer high she felt as she shoved as much of her hand as she could into her pussy. Every push triggered another release, and every release only served to further stoke the flames. Even after she pulled her hand away, she just kept cumming.
Both hands roamed over her expansive body, squeezing anything that had any give to it. Rebecca's legs and stomach were drowned in an endless torrent of cum. The rapid fire of orgasms had eventually bled together in one long, continuous release. The woman turned walking sex goddess screamed breathlessly as she dug her hands into her tits and thrust her hips at the air.
It was pure euphoria.
After what very much felt like an eternity, Rebecca's orgasm came to an end and she passed out, her lips curled into a content smile.