FAY, TALL ATTRACTION

The car pulled up just before six. Katie wasn't exactly worried, but she hadn't expected Ken to be out with the kids that long. They'd been married seven years, with two kids -- Kyle was six, and Amy was five. "What took you guys?" Katie asked. Ken just shrugged. "You know... the beach. By the time we got the sand out of everything, it was later than we thought."

It was over dinner that Amy let the cat out of the bag. She mentioned it casually, as five-year-olds do... about the lady with the great big boobies. She held her hands out to indicate just how big. Katie smiled at her husband. "No wonder you guys were gone so long!" She was only kidding, but Ken's forced laugh in reaction made Katie suspect there was more truth to that than she realized.

That night, Ken and Katie made love more intensely than they had in years. Ken was voracious. Afterward, Katie looked at him, satisfied but suspicious. "That was incredible. Was it for me or the lady with the great big boobies?" Ken didn't respond. "Jesus," Katie continued, "she must have really been something..."

"Well, if you must know... she was this very pretty young girl, looked like a teenager. And just these... well, really very, very large breasts. I mean, certainly too big for the bikini top she was wearing. And she was just sitting there, sunning herself. And naturally, these guys would come over and talk to her. And she'd just smile and play along. And then, after a few minutes or so, she'd stand up, and I swear she towered over all of them! I mean, I don't know how tall she was, but certainly closer to seven feet than six! She made all of them seem so puny. And I realized, after a while, that that was her game. She enjoyed luring the guys over with this incredible body of hers, and then standing up and dwarfing them. Like she really got off on it. It's just... I've never seen anything like it."

Katie looked at him. "I don't know whether to hate her or thank her," she said.

Ken realized he might have gone too far. "I'm not saying... it's just, well, it was interesting, that's all." And he kissed her. Katie wasn't sure how she felt about Ken's apparent obsession with this girl, but she trusted him.

What she didn't know was, every day for the next two weeks, Ken snuck away for his lunch hour to see if the tall girl returned to her spot on the beach. He needed to see her again, to know she was real. No such luck. The girl was nowhere to be found.

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Ken had just seen Katie and the kids off to her mother's house for the weekend, when the doorbell rang. "What'd you forget?" he called as he came to the door. He opened it.

There, towering above the doorframe, was the girl from the beach. She was wearing a short black skirt and a tight white tank top that hugged her tremendous breasts. They were right in front of Ken's face! He looked up -- way up -- to see her face. She smiled down at him, her big brown eyes surrounded by her long, dark hair. Ken was too stunned to speak.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" the girl asked.

"Well..." Ken stuttered.

"Oh come on," she teased. She leaned over and ducked inside, barely making it through the door. Ken looked down past her long, long legs -- she was wearing flats. Jesus, he thought, just how tall is this girl?

"Can I help you?" Ken asked.

"Yes," she replied. "And it's the same way that I can help you." She leaned way down to look Ken straight in the eyes. Then she moaned sexily as she rubbed her nose against his face. Ken backed up.

"I'm married," he protested.

"Yes yes, I just saw her leave," the girl replied. "Cute little thing. Now, how long will you have to protest beforehand to clear your conscience? Because I am really horny." She shivered slightly.

"I don't even know you!" Ken blurted, not sure what to think.

"You silly little man," the girl cooed. "You came looking for me every day for two weeks! I must say, I was flattered. Now where's the bedroom?" Ken tried to protest, but couldn't even form a sentence. "Don't pretend," she continued. "There's no way you're not making love to me. You can't pass up the opportunity to have the biggest woman you'll ever see. Here, let me start with two good reasons we're making love right now."

With that, she pushed off the straps of her tank top and pulled her shirt down. Her breasts were incredible, perfectly shaped and absolutely huge! "Touch them," she whispered. "C'mon."

She took Ken's hands and placed one atop each of her breasts. They felt incredible. Ken could not resist this. He rubbed his hands around the countours of her tremendous, firm breasts, then looked up at the gorgeous, towering girl who was so effortlessly seducing him. "This way," he said as he lead her toward his and Katie's bedroom.

The girl ducked inside, her massive breasts bouncing against each other. She slipped off her shoes and stood up. Ken was absolutely in awe. Her eye-popping dimensions dwarfed everything in the room! The top of her head was less than a foot from the ceiling! She walked toward him, sliding her endless legs out of her skirt as she did so. She wrapped her arms around Ken's head and smothered him in cleavage. She moaned softly as he rubbed his face against her breasts, then came out for air. He looked up at her. "How tall are you?" he asked.

"Seven feet, five inches," she responded. "But I'm still growing."

She pushed Ken onto the bed and climbed on top of him, dangling her breasts over his body while she ran her mouth up his chest. She locked her lips onto his, and they kissed passionately. He tried to wrap his arms around her, but considering her size, he couldn't make it very far. She slid onto his erection, her back arching suddenly as she did. Ken couldn't believe she was real. She was so beautiful, so shapely, so horny, and so damned big! Since when did girls grow this tall?

She spun over, so he was on top of her. The bed wasn't nearly big enough for her, but she made do.

She seemed insatiable. Ken used his penis, tongue, and hands in every way he knew. It seemed to be working -- she screamed "Oh god, yes!" repeatedly, so loudly that he was sure the neighbors would know what was up, but he was in such ecstacy that, at that moment, he couldn't stop if he wanted to. Eventually, her giant body finally relaxed, and she sighed happily in exhaustion. Ken wondered if there were any fluids left in his body.

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Ken woke up. It was Sunday. He was alone in bed. He panicked -- if she'd left, he hoped she'd been discreet about it. Then he noticed her clothes were still strewn about the room. He threw on some pants and a shirt and ran downstairs.

The girl was in the kitchen, naked, kneeling before the open refrigerator. She turned to see Ken. "You're out of food," she said.

Ken shook his head. "Can't be. Friday's Katie's shopping day. We've got plenty of..." His voice trailed off as he noticed that the refrigerator was indeed nearly empty. Then he looked on the counter. Empty food boxes and cans were strewn about. "You ate it."

"I was hungry," she replied.

"But that was a week's worth of food. For our whole family!"

She shrugged. "I have to eat. I'm a growing girl." And then, as if to make the point, she stood up. God, she was huge. She was taller than the tops of the cabinets! "Luckily, I never get fat. Only taller."

Ken ran over and closed the blinds, in case anybody noticed the towering naked girl inside. She giggled. "You were amazing," she said. "I heard that older guys really knew how to please a woman. I'm never having a young guy again, Ken."

Ken gulped. "How do you know my name?"

"I have my ways," she laughed. Then she leaned down to him. "It's on your shirt." Ken looked down. Sure enough, his shirt had his name on it. She gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I'm Fay, by the way."

"Well, Fay," Ken said, "you're certainly quite a girl, I must admit. But you'd better get going. My wife and kids will be back today."

Fay walked over to Ken and wrapped her arms around him, smothering him in her cleavage. She looked down at him. "Make love to me again," she said.

Ken could barely open his mouth without having breast inside it. "I can't!" he protested. "My wife will be back soon!"

"Well then," Fay said, "we'd better start now."

Ken shook his head, the giant girl not releasing her grip. "No! Absolutely not."

Suddenly, the phone rang. Ken tried to turn toward it. But he was no match for Fay, who quickly plucked the phone off the counter. She held it above her head... out of Ken's reach. It continued to ring.

"That's my wife! Please," he begged. He jumped to try to reach it, but Fay was way too tall to let that happen.

Fay looked down at him, amused. "I'll give it to you, little guy. You just have to make love to me, just like last night. Promise?" She placed her other hand on the receiver, ready to pick it up.

"I can't!" Ken said.

Fay picked up the phone. "Hello?" she said. Ken's heart sank. He was doomed. She continued. "Ken? No, I'm afraid you have the wrong number. No problem." And she hung up the phone.

Then she kneeled down to look Ken in the eyes. "I'd guess you have about ten seconds, or this time I'll tell her." Ken paused. The phone rang again. Fay moved to pick it up. Ken nodded. Fay smiled. She picked up the receiver and handed it to Ken.

"Hi honey," Ken said, out of breath. "No, everything's fine. Great, see you then, then." He hung up the phone and looked up at Fay, who straightened above him, accentuating their size difference. Ken swallowed. "They'll be home at four."

Fay leaned over, tackled Ken onto the den floor and pulled off his pants. His stiff erection pointed up at her, and she surrounded it in her cleavage. They made love right there on the carpeting -- it was soft, and unlike the bed, big enough to accomodate Fay -- until Ken finally collapsed in exhaustion.

He woke up at 3:15. Fay was gone. Katie was on her way. Ken never cleaned so quickly, airing out the rooms, stripping the bed, vacuuming the den, until all signs of the carnal goings-on were gone.

When Katie arrived, the place looked normal. She gave Ken a big "I've missed you" hug. Ken barely responded, and claimed to be a little under the weather. She told him to relax while she made dinner. He looked at her curiously. He loved her, but she seemed so small, so insignificant.

She opened the refrigerator and gasped. "What happened to all the food?"

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