The Power of Affection

By Beetlebomb

 

It all started back when I first began dating this girl. Her name was Jeri. She was a very kind-hearted person, and stayed loyal throughout our entire relationship. I actually thought that I would end up marrying her, but I'll get back to that later.

 

It turned out that she had some problems. I assumed they were allergies, but that wasn't the case. At first I thought nothing of it, but as our relationship deepened I found out that she was taking many of these pills to keep well. Three times a day in fact. She told me that she needed them, and I was kept in the dark about it for a very long time, but I accepted it as a part of her lifestyle.

 

Months passed, and our relationship as a couple grew closer. I soon ended up moving into her apartment after we graduated from High School. It was very close to a community college that we both went to, so everything fell into place naturally.

 

One day I decided to indulge on the topic of her pills. At first she hesitated, as if trying to decide if I was the right person to notify of her current condition. At first I took this as a hint that she may have some deadly disease, and that our relationship would be coming to an end way sooner than I had expected. Being an open-minded person I told he right away what I thought. It seemed as if I was speaking to her back because she was constantly moving away from me; grabbing something from the refrigerator, brushing her teeth and putting her shoes on for class.

 

"Jeri, whatever it is you can tell me! I'm not going to be mad, I just want to know...you're killing me with these secrets!" the tension in my voice was strong and obvious.

 

Pinning on her last earring, she turned around sympathetically at me. "Peter... they're just pills for my health. I've had them for a while now. It's nothing big, really..." her voice trailed off. She was embarrassed.

 

"Ever since Middle School I've had problems growing, and I take them because my doctor prescribed them to me." I was skeptical. I mean, she was short! But not that short.

 

"Why are you taking pills? You're fine the way you are now."

 

She explained to me later how she was always embarrassed by her 5'2" frame, and her lack of curves always made her jealous of all her classmates. Being the loyal boyfriend, I feigned my absolute love(Cough cough) for her current body.

 

So as the days went by, I couldn't help but continue thinking to myself "Jeri is 19 years old now. There's no way she's still growing anymore." Still, I shrugged off my doubts and accepted her decisions. As long as it didn't hurt her and she was happy.

 

To help pay for college supplies and food, I ended up grabbing a job at a nearby Star Bucks. Nothing big, just something to help sustain everything we had. Jeri ended up picking up a job as a waitress at a small local restaurant joint called Joe's.

 

As College life went on I found myself having less and less private time with Jeri since we were both so busy with classes and our new jobs. I was studying to become a Biologist, while Jeri was studying English to become a Journalist, so we shared none of the same classes together. Our free time together revolved around having dinner at home once or twice a week, and simply enjoying each other's presence.

 

After living under the same room together it was only natural that we began sleeping together in the same bed. I got my funky groove on, and she, being the energetic little 5'2" rascal herself, enjoyed taking part in that action as well.

 

It didn't take long for me to notice some changes in her, but of course they were subtle. Possibly an inch every two to three months? I don't know. I didn't pay it to much attention at the time. She took no time in hiding her excitement, and we would spend the entire night 'celebrating'.

 

It wasn't until my Uncle got really sick that I really had to leave her and my home. I was the last of the family he had, so I took my visit to him with the utmost importance-- especially because I had no idea how much longer he had.

 

Jeri took it very well, and gave me a farewell kiss goodbye the day I left to Virginia.

 

Two weeks went by very quickly. My Uncle's death was determined 'unknown' by a strange new strand of virus. I was assured that it was not contagious and to just head back home, and not to worry. The doctors did end up naming it after him, and it went down in the medical books. However, my emotions were all focused on my loss.

 

 

 

Upon arriving back home, Jeri greeting me with her small open arms. She pecked several quick kisses on my face. "Oh baby, you don't know how much I missed you!" I had been keeping her up to date with his condition, so she had known he had passed away only a couple days previously.

 

Being the crazy college students that we were, she made sure to express her joy for my return. I remember it like the back of my hand. After softly closing the door she turned around, whipping her long amber hair over her shoulder and walked seductively towards me.

 

"You know, going two weeks without a man in the house has left me mighty horny." Her point-of-view made her eyes look straight up at me when her hands reached my chest. The whites of her eyes enhanced the beauty of her powerful green eyes.

 

Without hesitation she slowly began to unbutton my button-up long sleeve shirt. I found it so cute that she neglected to notice her lower lip fall slightly loose from her focus being on the buttons. I delicately snatched her hands up into mine and leaned down to kiss her passionately. She let herself fall down onto the couch and we began to make out with a deep lust that I neither of us thought existed.

 

Within moments our clothes were sprawled out everywhere in the living room and I was fucking her faster than ever! Her moans of pleasure only pushed me further towards the edge and I could already feel my climax building. Soon we began to kiss simultaneously while I continued to gyrate my hips into her.

 

"Oh god!!! Peter! D-Don't stop! Yea YEA YEA YEA!!!! RIGHT THERE! MHMMmmmMM!!!!" I was sure the neighbors could hear, but that made it only better. I felt like my dick was going to pop. Nothing else mattered. It was all about Jeri then.

 

After screaming in ecstasy at the at the same time, and shooting goo everywhere over her, we both collapsed onto one another and dozed off.

 

 

 

It wasn't until next weekend that I began to feel really sick. My head would spin randomly, and I would need to reach my hands out to steady myself or else I'd fall.

 

Soon later I felt myself only getting worse. I'd vomit and have diarrhea every morning and every night. To be honest, I felt like I was going to die.

 

Immediately thoughts began to run in my mind, "Oh my god, maybe Uncle's virus really is contagious?!", but the supposedly 'wiser' side of me reassured me that the Doctors knew what they were saying, and that they would have never let me see my Uncle if they knew it was life threatening for me to do so.

 

Just to be safe I went to go see the Doctor, and he did some tests on me. It wouldn't be for a couple more days before I got the results in the mail.

 

It was during these few days that Jeri seemed to become even more than her usual energetic self. She'd pounce her way up to me and stare up into my eyes from beneath my chin. "Hey there Tiger, feeling any better?"

 

"No, not really honey. In fact I think I'm going to go lay down. Thanks for the concern though." I said, while holding a hand onto my head. In my pajamas, I shuffled my way back into bed; coughing along the way.

 

 

 

 

Three days passed and I hadn't received my medical results back yet. My condition hadn't gotten any better, but Jeri was taking very good care of me.

 

She'd walk into our bedroom every couple hours to check up on me and to see if there was anything I needed.

 

I remember I first started to question her appearance at the end of the week. I thought there was something different about her, but I just couldn't place my finger on it. I remember looked up at her from the bed and comparing her height to things around her. I knew she hadn't gotten taller, but it was something.

 

The next day I got my results back in the mail, but I was too weak to even get out of bed. My legs buckled under the weight of my body when I first tried, and it wasn't a pleasant surprise when I found myself stuck on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. It didn't take long for Jeri to come along and help me back up and onto the bed. I was surprised at how easily she was able to lift me up, my 6 foot 7 frame was not an easy task for a 5 foot 2-ish girl.

 

Jeri had the envelope from the Doctor's office in her hand. "Here ya go honey." she said in an almost joyful tone. You would think that my girlfriend would have shown some form of concern for me, the bed-ridden boyfriend, who shits liquid everyday, but her expression and attitude was the complete polar opposite of how I wanted her to act. It made me uncomfortable.

 

I opened up the envelope swiftly only to find a list of numbers and names that I had never heard of. My guess was that I was supposed to bring it to my Doctor the next time I came in for an appointment.

 

Jeri called the Doctor's office and tried to set an appointment. Sadly she informed me that it was going to be a while before their schedule opened up. She told me their next opening was on a Sunday two weeks from now. Since nothing else could be done, I simply fluffed my pillow and fell back asleep.

 

 

Something felt off. I tried to look around, but the room was pitch black. I was feeling much better, but I couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in me. I quickly got up out of my bed and walked down the hallway in my jammy's. I heard laughing coming from downstairs and immediately recognized Jeri's voice and a couple of her girlfriend's voices.

 

I couldn't make out what they were saying, but they appeared to be having a good time; laughing. I gazed between the railing from upstairs at them, and saw that they were putting what looked like small square sheets of paper on their sides. The other girls tapped on the thin material to make sure it was securely fastened before dropping their shirts back down.

 

It was then that I noticed Jeri. There seemed to be some peer pressure on her about putting that same strange paper-like material on her body. She raised her hand in disagreement, but it seemed as though the other women persisted. One of them turned their back on her and pulled the collar of their shirt down to show another white square on her shoulder.

 

It took a couple minutes, but Jeri had finally been convinced. I noticed as her hands traveled down to the hem of her top that something big had changed in her-- two big somethings! Her breasts jutted out of her top like nothing I have seen before. It made me lick my lips, just picturing those big mammoth tits in my mouth, sucking like a thirsty baby, wanting his mommies milk.

 

The undersides of her breasts showed as she took one of the square sheets from the table counter. She placed it on the side of her belly and mimicked the others girls by pressing slightly on it to make sure it was secure.

 

I noticed my loins stir immediately when my eyes focused in on her pronounced nipples. She was excited. Whatever those things were, they definitely had an effect on her.

 

The girls chatted on, still too distant to hear what they were saying. I took the opportunity to check out her friends. It was Courtney, Jeri's Brazilian friend who caught my eye first. She was stacked! And so tall! The first words summoned up in my brain were "What the fuck?!". Something was not right.

 

I gazed over at Tammy, and found the same results. Her Blond hair sparkled like a goddess, and her breasts were threatening to tear her very revealing top in half. Extreme creases on her clothes were apparent from the immensity of those milkers. By now my mouth was wide open, making the same neutral expression babies make when they stare blankly at their mothers bosoms.

 

My eyes returned back onto Jeri and focused in on her shocked expression. She was looking down at herself, specifically her belly and torso. It was getting longer! I swear, I was rubbing my eyes 7 to 8 times, making sure what I was seeing was for real.

 

She held hands out in front of her, open palmed, and watched as her feminine fingers slowly lengthened. I stared, mouth even more agape, as my girlfriend's body stretched the very clothing that confined her. I could hear her softly grunting from the pleasure/pain the tight clothes brought her.

 

After only a short time she pulled her shirt up once more, only this time revealing a set of taut tan flat abs. The moment she removed the squares off from her body I noticed her growing had stopped. Her face was expressing obvious pleasure, and she shlumped down into her chair. Just then she snapped her head over to me and stared deeply into my eyes... I woke up.

 

 

 

I could feel my body weakening everyday. I knew I wasn't getting any better, and the extreme feeling that the inevitable would occur just like it had with my Uncle, scared me half to death.. The only time my mind was not on my diminishing health was when Jeri peeked her head through the crack in the door to check up on me.

 

"Feeling any better babe?" She asked, concerned. I shook my head slowly.

 

"Oh my. You don't even have enough strength to lift your head. Poor thing."

 

She slowly sauntered her way towards me. It was then that I noticed her body had...developed. Her perk little A-Cup breasts were gone, and had been replaced with a modest set of B's.

 

She saw me catch a glimpse of them, but chose to say nothing. A girlish smile was all that responded in return

 

She sat down at the edge of the bed and leaned in to kiss me.

 

"I'll make sure you feel better, honey." Her deep green eyes started deeply into mine. As powerful and compassionate this moment was, my male mind was still focused on her soft, cushiony breasts. Once again, she followed my gaze to her bosoms.

 

"You like them, don't you? See I told you you'd appreciate the pills." She was referring to the growth pills her doctor prescribed to her.

 

I nodded in response, but only with the slightest of movement. My eyelids were even hard to keep open.

 

To be honest, I wanted to speak to her because I truly felt that I wouldn't last until next morning. But something in Jeri kept her concern-free, and continued to smile at me.

 

"I know what would cheer you up." She whispered in my ear, and then leaned back and began to unbutton her long sleeve shirt.

 

"Mmmmm...", I commented.

 

"Hehe, See? I know you." She reached around behind her and undid her new bra.

 

Presented before me was my girlfriends new boobs. They looked like tear drops with perfect nubs for nipples. They were thick and rounded at the end, perfect for sucking. Oh how I wanted to reach my hands up and fondle them for the rest of my short life, but I couldn't. Jeri seemed to notice and leaned forward, making their shape change to an even more appealing one.

 

I opened my mouth only slightly, but enough to let one of her precious nipples slip between my lips. I began to suck... and then I began to SUCK! Harder and harder, and more vigorously I began to suck at her beautiful, heavenly nipple. It was the best thing god had ever given man. I wanted it more than anything, and there it was, right in front of me. I gave it all I had left and exerted the rest of all my strength to suck on her amazing long precious nipple.

 

It lightly browned, just like how I like em'. I couldn't see it at the time because I was too busy suckling on it, but just having the picture of it in my head while sucking on its indescribable beauty was enough to have me erupt in my pants.

 

Thirty second in, something unimaginable occurred. I began to taste more than just my saliva in my mouth. I almost felt like it was in my head, but I truly felt droplets of her milk, HER MILK, in my mouth.

 

It only fueled my blood-ridden frenzy, and I continued at my job at-hand.

 

"Oh god, Peter! That feels incredible! Oh oh oh oh! MmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmMMMMMM!!"

 

The more I sucked, the more it began to flow, and soon I found myself gulping more and more of it down.

 

 

 

After-- I don't know how long, She attempted to remove her nipple from my mouth, but I quickly got a-hold of her delicate shoulders and kept her from leaving for a few moments longer. It was then that I noticed that I was able to move my arms and legs again!

 

Some strange shit was indeed happening...

 

I didn't know what to think of but it sure gave me some crazy thoughts and ideas. She gave me a kiss goodnight and put her shirt back on casually, slowly closing the bedroom door behind her.