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This is a story I'm developing for personal amusement. I will appreciate any and all feedback on it.

It is past on a scenario I intend to use in the future for many other stories.

Hope you all enjoy!



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PROLOGUE

It happened so gradually that no one is sure of when it started, let alone how or why. The best estimates put it at somewhere between March and April of 2010, but the only certainty is that by September there was a sudden spike in the purchasing of men's wear and of tailoring services. It seemed that men everywhere were suddenly buying smaller clothes or having their uniforms or suits refitted. Weight loss was blamed initially, for it seemed that most guys had lost a few pounds or more. But soon it was evident that height had also been lost... At least one inch in six months. As strange as this might seem, two things were noted that made it even stranger. First, it was happening worldwide at what appeared to be a very homogeneous rate. Second, the phenomenon was exclusive to men, with no reports of anything similar happening to women, save for a small number false alarms that were eventually identified as being exaggerated fears stemming from the results of some well-known physical or mental illness.

Much speculation was made regarding the causes of a worldwide uniform shrinking of men, ranging from global warming to industrial pollution and even food additives, but no convincing explanation was produced that was capable of accounting for the ample dissemination and gender-specificity of such an occurrence. Save for the reduction in size, the men seemed to be as healthy as they ever were, so, life went on, albeit with some sense of puzzlement. There was some shift towards the production of more male clothes and apparels of a smaller size, but that was more or less the extent of things. However, that was not the end of it.

However, the worldwide shrinking of men continued, and even gained some speed. By March 2011, the loss of height had totaled an average of three inches. Six months after that, it was up to nine inches. Serious global panic began to set in, with doom sayers even predicting the demise of all men. In 2012, however, the reports of shrinking seemed to dwindle and eventually stopped altogether. By then, the typical male was now significantly smaller than the typical female. In the US, for example, the average height of men went down from 5' 9" to 4' 7", while the women remained at their previous average of 5' 4". The shrinking, as far as anyone could tell, almost in perfect proportion, so that the men were all simply smaller and lighter all around. All over the World, men were now not only much shorter than women, but also their muscles were proportionally smaller, so that the former were now not only taller and heavier than the later, but also much stronger overall.

The only exception to the proportional shrinking seemed to be penis size. At first, no one payed attention to the fact that penises were not shrinking like the rest of the male body, but after men lost six inches or more in height the oddity became impossible to ignore. By all accounts penises seemed to be getting bigger, though it was initially hard to tell if it was not simply an illusion caused by the change in relative size between that organ and the rest of the body. This was discussed in some magazines and the odd fringe study, but it was not the sort of thing most people discussed openly. The relatively few reliable studies on the subject indicated that the average erect penis size -the true one, not the self-reported or the exaggerations in magazines- went from 5.75 to 7.00 inches in length, and from 4.75 to 5.5 inches in girth, that is to say, what used to be bigger than 90% became the new median. Similar changes in testicle size were also reported. All in all, both experimental measurements and anecdotal evidence suggested that men now had significantly larger sexual organs.

The months and years following the "Sexual Dimorphism Reversal" or SDR, as it came to be called, were marked by numerous changes in society. At first, it was mostly a matter of adaptations in the sizes of clothing and furniture. Soon, though, there were several very significant changes in social customs, habits, and mores of all sorts, especially regarding gender relations.

When men were larger than women, it made sense to have them take charge of tasks involving physical prowess, such as lifting and carrying heavy objects. After the men shrank, they tried to maintain their ancestral role as protectors and providers, but it soon become clear that it was foolish to have a man carry the groceries when a woman could handle significantly more weight and for longer periods of time, or for a tire to be changed by a man when a woman was around to do it much faster and with greater ease. The same applied to construction, carpentry, cargo loading, dealing with heavy machinery... In fact, it didn't take the Police and Armed Forces long to notice that women could physically overpower men with relative ease, the typical female now being capable of outperforming her typical male counterpart in almost every physical feat and form of combat, making them the new preferred gender in security-related professions.

Of course, violence and oppression against women plunged worldwide. Rape and physical abuse were not as viable anymore, given that most women could now not only fend off attacks from most men, but even actively take them down. There were even cases of former abusers now receiving payback from their former victims, and them some. It was relatively rare to have these revenges turning into bloodshed, but there were many a black eye and even broken bones reported. If the shrinking had all occurred in one day or in one week, things might have been more intense, but, as it was, the relatively slow loss of size kept the worst possibilities at bay by giving people time to gradually readjust.

Rape of men by women, something nearly unheard of before the SDR, emerged after the change in size, though at much lower rates than what used to happen to women before. No matter how great a physical advantage a woman might have, it is very difficult to "force" an erection upon an unwilling male, and that only tends to worsen if fear and threats are involved. However, a woman can "insist" on receiving "attention" and physically restrain a man from leaving until he does so, which is somewhat less intimidating, if not less forceful, allowing for the desired "function" to happen. A relatively rare type of violence, but not rare enough so as to not be in a man's mind as a possibility.

In underdeveloped locations, control over income, the home, and even politics rapidly shifted from men to women. It was an almost complete reversal of roles that came to pass almost as soon as men were small enough so as to not be able to overpower women easily. In the Middle East, women's rights began to be upheld more often simply because the men no longer had the physical ability to retrain or beat their wives and daughters. If a woman in such places decided to do something, the men in her life no longer had the physical, economic, or moral ability to keep them from doing it. In fact, quite the opposite began to happen, though the women were generally kinder to their men than these originally were to them. For instance, instead of keeping boys or men from going to school, men could be forbidden to go to certain bars, or forcibly dragged away from them by their spouses or female relatives.

In the developed world there were also significant changes, but not in the same way. Most modern legal systems gave both sexes equal rights, though women always had a disadvantage with regards to income and influence in society. After the SDR, this changed thanks to the greater penetration of women in the workplace in previously male-dominated professions, including not only those occupations where physical prowess is a requirement, but also the ones where a strong impression was an advantage. If before women earned 75 cents for every dollar that men gained, now it was closer to a 1-1 ratio or even a slight advantage for women.

Prostitution did not end, for men were still men, and would generally be very willing to pay for sex, but the sex trade also went through significant changes. For one thing, the female prostitutes now had little to fear from their clients in terms of violence, no longer requiring, nor being intimidated by, would-be pimps. The clients did have an increased risk of getting knocked around by working girls angry at a lack of suitable payment or some sort of inadequate behavior or other, though those that were prone to that were soon avoided by most "Jons". There was also a very significant rise in male prostitution, for women tended to have more power and money now, and were less at risk for violence if they decided to purchase sex. Plus, with the new empowerment, women became bolder in various ways, including sexually. Not aggressive like men, but more self-assured as women.

The way sex worked also became different. Men continued to be physically attracted to women very much in the same way they always had been, perhaps even with the added fascination with their extra relative size (bigger breasts, asses, thighs, etc.), though many felt a little intimidated by such an imposing creature. Women, on the other hand, could no longer look at men as providers or protectors, which was a huge emotional loss for them, but they developed a protective, almost maternal, attitude towards them that compensated that loss to a great extent. The curious maintenance and perhaps even slight increase in penis size provided a magnificent visual contrast that exacerbated the more raw aspects of sex, adding that touch of physical stimulation needed for attraction.

By 2030, it was clear that, contrary to the Darwinian theory, boys born after the SDR were growing up to be only as tall and large as their fathers now were, and no bigger. Women simply retained their traditional sizes. Society had seen the emergence of a new generation that, though aware of the existence of a past where things were different, grew up in a world where women were substantially bigger and stronger then men, with all the cultural implications of that fact.



-- Edited by SDR on Sunday 22nd of November 2009 04:28:33 AM

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CHAPTER 1

When the alarm went off at 07:30 am, April 13th, 2030, Mike woke up with a slight startle and stretched out his arm to turn it off. Then he quickly sat upright in bed so as to not fall asleep again. Rubbing his eyes and yawning, he turned to his wife who was still sleeping beside him and shook her shoulder gently.

"Honey, it's time to wake up."

"Hu-AH?" She yawned. "Already?" She said in a still very sleepy voce.

Mike rolled out of bed and stood up still trying to shake off the last remnants of sleep, while Jill was sitting up in bed preparing to get up herself. He walked to their bathroom with a little haste in order to get a headstart at the toilet and sink while his wife took her usual couple of minutes to actually begin the day. By the time she went in, he had already peed and was already brushing his teeth at the sink.

At 40 years of age, Mike Holland was in relatively good shape, with dark-and-greyish hair and boyish good looks. Standing at 4' 8", he was able see his wife's face above and behind his own when she entered the bathroom, given that she was a full foot taller than him. Being a 38 year old bond and pleasantly, but not excessively, curvy, the tip of her full breasts rested almost perfectly upon his shoulders, and felt great against when she hugged him from behind and kissed the top of his head before sitting down on the toilet herself to pee.

"I gotta sleep more than seven hours." She said while peeing. "Otherwise I go into 'zombie' mode all day".

"I hear ya". He said back to her with a smile.

He then went back out of the bathroom ad back to the room to get his clothes out of the closet and on his bed. When he returned to the bathroom, Jill had already brushed her teeth, slipped out of her nightgown and was entering the shower.

Jill was a sight to see from any height. Being the proud mother of two did nothing to her except, perhaps, enhancing her natural voluptuousness. She had the type of hourglass figure that would remain evident even if she put on several pounds of weight, which she would never let herself do, though she was no fitness or health freak in any stretch of the term. And her beautiful breasts were full, soft and bouncy, with pretty pink nipples topping them off. From the vantage point of someone who saw her as a seven foot wonder, she was breathtaking.

Seeing her lovely naked form entering the shower stall -especially in the morning, when male testosterone is at its highest- Mike felt a familiar stir in his loins, one which quickly irradiated to his whole body. He was instantly very, very, horny. His penis pressed hard against his boxer briefs as he stood here looking at his wife.

Jill, on the other hand, simply closed her eyes as she turned on the shower and let the warm water splash her face and breasts, oblivious to Mike's intense arousal.

Mike removed his briefs with a single quick movement, letting his erection stand free in all it's glory. He always had been about seven inches long, but the SDR left him with a thick 8 and a quarter incher which still managed to stand up so promptly for his wife after so many years together.

As he entered the stall, Jill turned around and let her eyes fall on to his erect ****, which stood roughly at the level of the middle of her thighs.

"Oh, no, you don't". She said. "We both have a long day ahead of us and we don't have the time."

"C'mon honey. We can make time." He said, approaching her while embracing her waist, making his **** stand between her supple thighs and looking at her dazzling breasts as he slid his hands upwards to grasp them -or at least touch them, given that they were significantly more than a handful, especially at his size.

"No, no, no", she repeated. This time grasping both his arms with her hands and keeping them from going any further.

"But honey...", he started as he tried to force his hands against his wife's arms to cover the last few inches that still separated them from Jill's fantastic jiggling breasts.

"NO", she said both playfully and seriously, while she firmly held her small husband's arms and kept him from raising them in spite of his struggling. It required some effort from her, but she clearly controlled him.

"Damn it!" Mike exclaimed, first in frustration, but then followed by laughter. "You just thank God for the SDR. I would take you here and now back in the day".

That last remark was said in good spirits, but Jill sensed the uneasy tone in his voice, and a bit of sadness. She then let go of his arms and held his head with both her hands while stooping down to kiss him in the lips forcefully. After a few seconds of tonguing, she let go of him and said, with in a fluster:

"Honey, I would like nothing more than making love to you right now, but you know we can't. Just be patient, ok? I'll make it up to you tonight, I promise", she said, and then she grabbed his head with one hand and pulled it between her breasts, while she bent a little and reached down to stroke his still very rigid penis. "I want this... Bad!", she added, as she slid her hand down his **** all the way to his balls and back. "But now we gotta get ready for work".

It was Jill's plan to release Mike's penis after that quick grope, which was done for the sole purpose of making him feel better about the situation, but she suddenly found that she could not let go of that thick **** pulsating in her palm, so thick that she could barely get her hand around it. Instead, she held it a bit tighter, and felt herself getting wet in ways that have nothing to do with water. That large, throbbing, member was working it's mojo on her, taking down her defenses by making her feel like a woman, a female. There was also an appeal to her maternal instincts, given that Mike was so cute standing there in eager, trembling, desire, almost forgetting how to breathe.

"Damn it". She said, feeling her nipples stiffening to the point of almost aching. "Why did you have to be so HOT?"

She then let go of his dick and grabbed his ass with her right hand while holding his head with her left and kissing him. Mike kissed her back, and grabbed her by the thighs so as to draw close to her.

"Alright, dry off and get to bed NOW" she commanded breaking away and turning him around by the shoulders. "Move it!"

Mike quickly stepped out of the shower and grabbed his towel. Jill turned off the shower and followed him. In seconds Mike was lying flat on his back while Jill walked over to him. His **** was pointing straight up, and, upon his small frame, was as impressive as a 10-11 inch erection would be on a 6 foot man, with the thickness to match. Jill felt herself tingle at the sight, overpowered by the urge to lick and suck that wonderfully glorious piece of manhood.

This remnant of male dominance was the only one that had increased post SDR. It wasn't spoken of much, and was even a source of a little bit of embarrassment for women, especially now that they were so much more dominant as a gender. Nevertheless, the instinct was there. The display of an erect penis, especially a large one (as most now were, at least in comparison to pre-SDR days), stirred something inside the women that appealed to their female instincts, making them inclined to be a little bit submissive around it, as if it were something to yield to or -for the lack of a better word- worship. Given the overall changes in gender relations, this didn't translate into subservient behavior per se, nor was it so strong as to, say, hypnotize strange or unwilling women into sex. But it did make women more prone to experience a genuine desire to please a penis and, by proxy, it's owner. It was almost like a mild fetish, as if nature had given men something to compensate for their loss in size, even if only in bed.

Jill crawled into bed and approached her husband's ****. He just stayed there, admiring the view of his beautiful wife on all fours, breasts dangling magnificently, coming towards his erect penis. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed his prominent balls, almost in reverence to the mighty penis standing above them. His breathing nearly stopped as she proceeded to lick them lovingly. Mike let go a soft, quite moan. A small part of Jill quietly scolded herself for taking such a submissive role, even if just in bed, but it felt so good and she always came so hard from pleasuring that glorious dick that it didn't matter. As she gave his shaft a long lick, she was literally on the verge of dripping. Being a woman, though, she was able to retain some sense of pragmatism regarding the day's obligations, so she said:

"Honey, this will have to be just a quickie, alright? We both have appointments to keep".

Without waiting for an answer, she put her lips on the head of his large **** and began to suckle on it, making loud noises as it was a relatively tight fit in her mouth. At the same time, she put her right hand between her legs and began to stroke her erect clitoris and wet ****, using the left hand to lightly pinch and pull on her hard nipples.

Mike actually managed to produce an intention to answer, perhaps even with a clever joke or some comment on how frustrating that would be and how she would have to make up for it, but the sudden trip to heaven was too much for him.

"I... Hnnn..." Was all he could utter as he exploded into orgasm.

As she felt his penis stiffen even more in her mouth, stretching it close to the limit, she sucked a little harder and touched herself a little faster. At the first splash of sperm on her tongue she came, hard. The almost unconscious shame she felt actually fueled her orgasm while she greedily sucked him even harder, relishing on the taste of his cum, shaking in small spasms of pleasure.

A good minute or so later, Jill finally came down from her orgasmic high, noticing that she had not yet yet taken her mouth off of his penis or even stopped suckling on it. Mike had a huge grin on his face. Though he was enjoying the post-orgasmic relaxation, his penis was already starting to get ready for a second round, not really having had the opportunity to soften given Jill's gentle ministrations and the turn-on from the fact that he knew she was doing it for her own selfish pleasure.

Having already cum once, Jill was able to force herself to let go of his ****, making an embarrassingly loud smack as she did so, revealing her reluctance to take her lips off his penis.

"Aww..." Mike began.

"Don't gimme that now Mike, please." She almost pleaded. "I gotta get to work today, and so do you".

"Alright, alright" He sighed. "I can't really complain can I?"

"No, you can't, you spoiled little bastard". She smiled as she reached over and gave him a kiss, her breasts grazing his stomach and chest as she did so, breasts that were a full D size, which meant that they were almost as big as his head. That did not help to calm down his erection.

"Come along, I know what we... Err.. YOU need right now." She said while she got of bed, pulling him along by his hand.

"Wait, wait.." He answered as he was dragged along.

But it was useless. Jill had regained her sense of pragmatism and was desperate for some self-control. She nearly carried him off the bed and pushed him into the shower stall, turning on the cold water.

"Owww... " Mike moaned as he felt the cold water splash over him. He tried to back out but Jill held him strong by the shoulders.

"Oh, no, you don't". Jill said, looking up as she then let the water splash on her face as well.

The temperature of the water along with the physical exertion did their trick, so his penis slowly deflated. Mike chuckled a bit when Jill finally let him go. With that, they both quickly finished their shower and and went about the business of getting dressed for work.

Mike was a lawyer and worked at a very successful office downtown, while Jill ran her own accounting firm. They weren't rich, but managed to get by quite comfortably. They had their home and were able to afford a comfortable living for themselves and their two children, Peter and Kim.

The kids were born shortly after the end of the SDR. They were part of the first generation to grow up in a world where women were the bigger, stronger, sex. At first, people had all sorts of doubts as to how the children fathered by shrunken men would be like, but, 18 years later, Peter, Stacy, and their age-peers were proof that the new gender DIMORPHISM was here to stay. She was a pretty young girl of 16 with blue eyes and bond hair like her mother, while he was a good-looking 17 year old boy with mousy brown hair. She was a typical 5' 5", while he was already as tall as his father with his 4' 8". They had learned about the previous size of men from their parents and at school, and even seen the old pictures and videos, but never experienced going into a room where the women were not, on average, more than half a foot taller than the men.

Mike came downstairs first, for husbands were still capable of getting dressed much quicker than their wives. When he entered the kitchen, Stacy was already having breakfast at the kitchen, as it was her day to set the table. She was, of course, on her cell phone, which seemed to be permanently stitched to her left ear. She smiled and waved to him as he entered the room, but quickly returned to her apparently very important conversation about teenage life. Taking advantage of her sitting position, he approached and kissed her forehead, something he would not be able to do that easily if she was standing up.

Peter entered the kitchen as Mike was sitting down to eat.

"Mornin' Dad". He said before sitting down. "Stace, we leave in 15 minutes, OK? I can't be late today.", he added, looking at his sister and pointing at his watch.

Stacy looked back and him and uttered a silent 'OK' without interrupting her conversation on the phone.

Being the oldest child, Peter should have been the one with the car of his own, but, since SDR, along with carrying the groceries and changing the tires, most of the driving was done by women now. A small part of it also came from the fact that the males were generally too small to drive a car without the help of seat and pedal boosts, though these were relatively easy to acquire and use. Anyhow, among teens it was now expected that girls pick up their dates at home and drop them off safely, hold the doors open for them to pass, etc. The Holland's wanted to give each child equal rights and all, but there was only so much parking space in their driveway, and, though they would never admit it -especially Jill- the thought of their their little son running around town all by himself without someone to protect him was discomforting. Therefore, they decided that Peter could have his own car as a going away gift when it came time for college. Meanwhile, it was expected that his sister would drive him to school and other places as needed, which turned out to be not that frequent, given that Peter's good looks and self-confidence were such that he seemed to always have some hot girl to take him around.

When Jane finally came down, the kids were already leaving, kissing her before hurriedly going out the door. She then sat down next to her husband and started her breakfast.

"Honey, I can't be late to the office today." Peter said, looking at his watch and flashing her an almost imperceptible smile.

"I know, I know". Jill answered impatiently. "I'm just a little sleepy from staying up until late last night, but don't worry, I'll drop you off in time. Just give me a minute for a cup of coffee."

Jill had stayed up till past midnight last evening going over an audit that was due for today. Someone had made a clerical error that lead to mismatched accounting reports for one of her firm's clients and she had to go over all the figures again. From the looks of it, one of her accountants - Bob - was to blame for it. She was going to tear him a new one this morning. For now, tough, given that she had already found and corrected the problem, she could afford to get to work in her own company a few minutes late. Mike, on the other hand, worked as one of the Lawyers in an important private firm downtown, an, though he didn't have to punch a card, he did have to attend to a staff meeting at 9:30 am today. True to her word, though, Jill gulped down a cup of coffee along with some eggs and toast in just a few minutes, so that Peter could put away the table -it was his day to do so- and both of them could leave the house around 8:15.


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CHAPTER 2

At 9:20, Jill dropped Mike off in front of his workplace with a kiss and drove off to her own firm. As he walked past the entrance of the tall building he was greeted by Janice, the tall 30 year-old security guard. At 5' 10" and with with a well-toned, somewhat overly-athletic, build, she could probably beat the crap out of most men even before the SDR and even if she didn't have a black belt.

"Good morning Mr. Holland." She said with a smile.

"Good morning Jan." He answered cheerfully to the woman that, to him, looked over seven feet tall. "How do I look today?" he said turning to her and opening his arms slightly so as if to let her see him better, though without actually slowing down.

" Good enough to eat!" She promptly answered.

"That's what I needed to hear." He said, adding with a nervous smile: "I need to look my best today".

"Go get 'em pretty boy!" The giantess said with a "thumbs up" as he passed.

As Mike approached the elevators, he saw Joan and Krista already there waiting. They both wore high heels, which made the two tall women even taller (during the SDR, many women started using shorter heels in order to avoid towering over their men, but it soon became clear that it was a futile attempt, so the higher heels slowly came back). The two women greeted him as he approached.

"Hi Mike", they both said almost at the same time.

"Hi there, ladies". He replied with a smile looking up at them.

Before there was time to say anything else, the elevator door opened and they all walked in. Joan pressed the button to the 20th floor. As the metal box began it's way up, Krista looked down at Mike, with her big blue eyes and red hair, and asked:

"So... How do you think this will go?"

Their firm had gone through a rough patch in the last few months, and there was some serious talk about downsizing. Today's staff meeting was going to address that issue, so there was a general uneasiness around the office. The three of them were all very competent and productive lawyers, bringing significant wins and earnings for the firm, which meant that it wouldn't be likely that any of them was about to be sacked... But there were no guarantees and they knew it.

"I honestly don't know, but I think that they will probably let go those who are newest to the firm and/or brought in less than US$ 200-300 thousand last year. Since they need some 4-5 people out, I'm thinking maybe Jandice, Eve, Mark, Jason, and, perhaps, Holly. But it's antibody's guess." He answered, looking up at her.

"Mike, you men may think in those terms, but women don't", Krista intervened. "Since no one there is actually a total moron, Mona, Beth, and Gertie are going to favor whomever gets along better with them and with the rest of the office. There simply isn't that much of a difference in performance to choose based on numbers."

Joan looked at both Krista and Mike and said: "Well, its not like we can do anything about it now, and we will know for sure in a couple of minutes anyway." She shrugged.

The elevator door opened and they all got out, going straight to the conference room. There, Mona, a very distinct-looking, elegantly-dressed, 60 year old woman with graying brown hair was sitting there at the head of the very large table in the center, with the other two senior partners, Beth and Gertie, both of similar age and demeanor, sat beside her. The rest of the seats were taken by younger men and women, with the remaining layers in the room standing up.

Just a few seconds after Mike, Krista, and Joan had gotten inside, the meeting began. Basically, Beth reminded all of those present of the difficult times the firm was going through and of the need to let some people go, and how difficult the choice was, before finally announcing a list of five names, which had already been notified privately of the dismissal and were spared the embarrassment of having to be laid off in public. Mike's guesses were right on, except for one of the name -Tara- who was fired instead of Eve.

Eve was a slim 5' 4" brunette that before the SDR would be considered a cute, fragile-looking, woman of 40, but that now towered more than half a foot over most men. Like a small, but significant, percentage of women, she was never able to adapt to changes in the relative size of the genders. She used to be a very 'girly' girl in the pre-SDR days, one who not only actively enjoyed being cared for by men who took charge, but also who found bliss by melting in the arms of a large and physically powerful manly man. Post-SDR, like every other female on the planet, she had been forced to endure a world where men were not in charge and had become so small as to be physically overshadowed by women. This made her resentful of men, who, in her mind, were not really worthy of the name anymore and, for that reason, made her have to take charge. The larger penis made no difference to her if not accompanied by a larger frame and a domineering attitude.

Mike hadn't mentioned this to Krista and Joan, but he expected Eve to be among those let go because of her negative attitude towards men. She was constantly referring to him or the other men in the office as 'shortstop', 'shorty', 'little man', or even, when mad, as 'runt' or 'midget'. She expected them to do menial tasks for her, such as grabbing coffee, making photocopies, running errands, and so forth. Whenever someone threatened to refuse, she would put up such a scene, slamming the furniture, raising her voice, pointing her finger at their faces, that most preferred to simply oblige. When she tried that with Mike, though, he stood his ground, not letting himself be pushed around, though he did have to summon all his courage to not flinch from what was, to him, an angry giantess who looked like she was going to slap him around for his disobedience. When word of the layoffs came around, though, she did tone down her act. That, plus the fact that she did win the big bucks for the firm, probably saved her tight, shapely, ass.

After the meeting, Mike went to his office to get some serious work done before noon. He felt somewhat relieved for not being one of those fired, but did not want to take any chances by letting his performance slack. After about an hour of pouring over documents and legal compendiums, he heard his door open and looked up from his desk to find Eve coming inside and closing the door behind her. She was pretty in her elegant dark grey woman's business suit with a white shirt underneath.

"Something I can do for you, Eve? I mean, something other than getting you coffee or taking your clothes to the cleaner?" He asked her.

"Yes, there is Mike". She replied with an enigmatic smile.

"Well? What is it? I'm quite busy right now, as you can see."

"I have this itch I really, really, need to scratch..." She purred while walking towards him seductively.

"Come again?" He said in disbelief.

"Oh, I hope so". She answered lustfully while circling his desk while taking off her coat.

"Now, hold on there, Eve." He said while standing up and circling his desk in the other way to avoid her. "What do you think you are doing?"

"Taking care of my womanly needs", she replied with a sly smile.

Mike started walking towards the door to open it and tell Eve to get the **** out of his office, but she quickly darted accross the room and grabbed him by his shoulders before he could reach it, pulling him back with such force that he lost his balance and fell backwards. She took the opportunity to quickly mount over him on the carpet, pinning him down with her weight while taking his arms by the wrist and holding them on the floor above his head.

"Eve, what the **** are you doing? Let me GO!" He cried, uselessly trying to wriggle himself free.

"Oh, no, you don't, little man. You managed to get me all worked up with that macho-male attitude of yours, and now there's the devil to pay". She said before forcibly kissing his lips.

Mike let her kiss him while he tried to loosen himself, but it was of no use. She was too heavy and too strong for him to escape from under her. The only effect that his struggling had on her was to make her even more excited. She then stopped kissing him, letting go of his arms as she raised her upper body and started undoing her shirt. He took the opportunity to try to pull himself from under her, which he almost succeeded in doing, but before he could finally free himself she quickly finished removing her blouse, unclasped her bra, and held him again, this time with her chest bare and her tits dangling.

"Uh-uh little man. You aren't going anywhere until I get what I need from you."

At this point Mike noticed her breasts and perfume, which began to make him feel deliciously uncomfortable. She then lowered her chest over him, making her breasts touch his chin, while she lowered her left hand between his legs and began fondling him. He struggled even harder with his hands free, but still couldn't escape from under her. Mike was considering starting to punch her when he felt his body betray him. Utterly embarrassed, he could feel his penis getting stiff from her squeezes, breasts, and smell, even though he did not wish it.

"Now, THERE'S a big boy..." Eve said, pleased that she could now feel his strong erection under his pants. "You like that, don't you Mikey?"

"NO I do NOT". Mike said, blushing violently. "Stop this right now".

"Big Mikey here disagrees with you, honey", she lauged, fondling the large, dense, volume over his right thigh. "I think he's happy to see me!". She added, with a squeeze, before putting her hand inside his pants from the waistline.

Mike felt his resolve weakening. He hated it, but waves of pleasure started to radiate from his penis. He could control what he did, but he could not control how his body reacted to stimuli, and, right now, he was overwhelmed. Eve's expensive perfume filled his nostrils, along of the subtle smell of a female in heat. The warmth of her body was all over him. She was attractive, and her breasts, though not as exuberant as Jill's, but were still bigger than his handful, and quite perky, with long brownish erect nipples with little goosebumps.

Guilt emerged as he thought of Jill, what she would say, what she would do, and if she could ever understand if or when she found out. This helped him to break Eve's spell, allowing him to scream for help at the top of his lungs.

"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!"

Eve was startled by the sudden shout and lifted herself up a bit, still having her hand inside Mike's trousers, looking at him in surprise. Suddenly, the door swung open and Krista came in.

"Mike, what's going... What?!?! What's going on here?" Krista exclaimed.

"GETHISBITCHOFFAME!" Mike shouted trying to push Eve away.

Eve turned her head to look at Krista and then quickly covered her naked breasts with her right arm, but forgot to take her left hand away from Mike's pants.

"What are you doing here? This is private!". Eve flustered.

"Help me, Krista", Mike pleaded.

"You stay right where you are, Mister". Eve said in response, looking back at Mike.

Seeing what was going on, a very angry Krista stepped forward, grabbed Eve's hair and pulled at it hard, forcing her to let go of Mike and of her breasts to regain her balance.

"What the **** are you doing, bitch?" Krista said between her clenched teeth while dragging Eve away from Mike.

At this point, plenty of other people heard the commotion and came to the room, finding Mike scuffing to stand up, still with a visible erection tenting his pants, and a topless Eve trying to free her hair from Krista's clutch while still kneeling down.

"OW! Lemme go, you hag." Eve said while shaking herself free and standing up. "You are so going to pay for this... This is assault!".

"And THAT is RAPE!" Krista said pointing at Mike, who was now standing up and trying to compose himself.

By then, someone had called security, and soon Jan was in the room restraining Eve with somewhat more force than necessary, slamming her against the wall while twisting her arm and applying plastic handcuffs. The police was called. They arrived, statements were took, and Eve was arrested, charged with assault and rape.

Though physically unharmed, Mike was pretty shook up. Joan and Krista were very supportive, as most everyone in the office was. Beth was particularly attentive, telling him to go home and take a few days off, to not worry about work, though it was hard to say if it was her simply being a decent person, plain old ass-covering for the firm, or both. Anyhow, it was difficult not to feel humiliated, embarrassed, and even guilty. Someone offered to call his wife, but, in spite of the insistences, he declined, saying that all it was pointless to worry his wife right now and that he would talk to her later.

Krista offered to take him home, which Mike accepted.


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WOW!!
Great story so fae! Keep up your good work :)

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Thx for the support. Listen... I just noticed that many words have been censored here. Any way to get around this? Some tag I didn't put up or something?

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CHAPTER 3

Mike and Krista knew each other since college and she was a good, close, friend of his, as well as Jill's, so he was very comfortable around her. In the car, though, he was very silent, staring blank at the window.

"Mike, are you going to just stare out of that windows all the way to your house? " She asked him sternly.

"Krista, not now, ok? I gotta sort this **** out in my head, alright?" He turned around answered.

"No, its NOT alright at all." Krista said with the authority that only best friends have. "You gotta talk about this, and being your best friend makes me the one you should do it with." She continued.

"You want me to say what? That I was just thrown on the floor and completely dominated by a woman I hate? That I feel like an asswipe because I couldn't do anything about it? That, on top of it all, she got a rise out of me, and that I feel like **** for getting a kick out of being being groped by that bitch?" He asked in anger, before staring out the window again so Krista wouldn't see his eyes getting misty.

"Mike, don't tell me you are enough of a dinosaur to be ashamed of being taken down by a full-grown woman". She said.

"A little, yeah, absolutely." He replied without looking at her, pausing briefly before going on. "You know that I was 21 when the SDR began. I grew up seeing women as small, fragile, lovely, creatures that depended on me to be a gentleman and protect them from harm. Now, I'm just a puny runt that any bitch with a grudge can slap around."

"Mike, I always knew that, deep down, you never really accepted the SDR... I mean, you saw what happened and knew that it was something you couldn't help, but you never really faced the fact that your role in life has changed. A part of you simply won't let go of the protector-provider-macho-male persona." She said, and then continued. "But, seriously, Mike, you can't expect to be able to fend off a full grown woman who is more than half a foot taller than you, and several pounds heavier. Let's face it, all of you are now much smaller than us, more so than we used to be compared to you in pre-SDR."

Mike flinched a little, and Krista noticed it.

"I'm sorry Mike. I shouldn't have been so callous." She said.

"No, it's alright. You're absolutely right, of course." He sighed. "There is no shame in being overpowered by someone much larger and stronger than me. I guess I gotta take it as if I was trying to fight a bear off with my bare hands or something. I mean, I really didn't have much of chance which ever way you look at it."

"That's right. You have all the heart and guts in the world, just not the size. It's NOT your fault. Any of it." Krista said.

"Yeah, I guess so. Its just that...". He stuttered.

"What? C'mon Mike. It's ME. Spit it out." She went.

"The thing is... You know... While she was holding me, I got... Well...".

"A hardon?"

"Hmm... Yeah." He blushed.

"Mike, that only says that you are a man with a man's body. If you tickle that big thing you guys have between you legs, it grows. It's a reflex reaction. Even I know that."

"But it felt GOOD. And it shouldn't have."

"You mean someone fondling you **** shouldn't make you feel good Mikey?" She said looking at him.

"Putting it like that..." Mike chuckled.

"Look, Mike, I'm not saying that what happened was a blast and that you should enjoy it. It's normal to feel bad, because it was something bad done to you against you will. But don't beat yourself up for something that wasn't your fault at all." And then she added, with a sly smile. "And I don't think you could keep a woman like Jill around if your better part didn't stand to attention when called for duty."

Now Miked laughed a little, relaxing a bit more.

"Well, that is all nice and true, but still... It's ****in' embarrassing. I mean, everyone saw me helpless, being taken advantaged off, a wimp. And there is also the fact that my 'better part', as you call it, was putting on a show for everyone to see."

"Trust me, from what I could tell, and it was hard NOt to, you have nothing to be ashamed of in that regard." She winked at him.

"Oh my GOD, Krista." Mike blushed.

"NOW I see what Jill saw in you. That damn thing went past the middle of you thigh! Looked like you had a flashlight in you pocket or something." She teased on. "I mean, seriously...".

"Oh my GOD, Krista." Mike blushed even harder.

"Sorry, Mike." She smiled back, blushing a little bit herself. "You know I've been going through a dry spell lately since the divorce, so it's been a while."

"That's ok." Mike smiled. "At least now I know what gadget to get you for your birthday."

"Hah. I'll get you for that you little wimp!" She joked.

Mike couldn't understand why Krista would have a hard time finding someone. She was a tall, gorgeous, 5' 9' woman with an attractive figure and a pretty, freckled, face, adorned by her red hair and light blue eyes. Maybe it was her personality, which could be a little intimidating at times, if you didn't know how to deal with it. Pre-SDR, she would have seemed just a bit masculine in her take-charge attitude, which might scare off some men in her age bracket, though there was definitely nothing masculine in her demeanor and sexual preferences.

When they arrived at Mike's house, he was surprised to find Jill's car parked in the driveway.

"What's Jill doing at home at this time of day?" He said aloud. Then he looked at Krista and said. "Krista! You didn't...?".

"Of course I did! While the police was taking your statement. Jill would kill me if I didn't let her know right away that her husband had been attacked at the office. I already told her what happened and she knows that you are physically ok. " She answered. "Besides, I know you. You'd try to brush it all off tonight as if it were nothing, instead of actually talking about it. This way, you both get what you need."

Mike put his hand over his eyes and lowered his head. "Jesus Christ...".

"Stop complaining and let's go. I'm gonna take you to the door." She said as she parked the car.

"What am I, a little kid?" Mike asked.

"No, you are a grown man who was just assaulted at work and shouldn't be alone right now. Another reason for Jill to have my head on a platter would be dropping you off on the sidewalk all by yourself after all that happened. So, stop whining and let's go."

So they left the car and walked up to the front door, which was opened by a very frantic Jill before they could reach it. Obviously, she must have seen them through the living room window.

"Oh, honey, baby, are you alright?" Jill said as she picked Mike up with a bear hug. "I swear I'm gonna KILL that slut!" She added with hatred.

"I'm fine, honey. She just roughed me up a little bit, but I'm fine and don't even have a scar to show for it." Mike answered to his wife, between her desperate kisses and her hands moving up and down over his body as if looking for broken bones.

"Yeah, he's alright. The police even checked him over, and he's no worse for the wear." Krista said.

"Thanks to you Krista." Miked said sincerely, looking back at his friend.

Jill gently let Mike go and turned to hug Krista. "I can't tell you how grateful I am for having you as friend", she said tearfully, kissing Krista on the cheek and then hugging her again.

"C'mon Jill". Krista answered hugging back, getting just a little steamy-eyed. "I really didn't do that much... I mean, it felt great to yank that skinny bitch around, but after all the noise and fuss Mike made, there were plenty of people around that would have helped."

"But none as promptly as you did. Too bad you didn't get to pull all her hair off". Jill said, breaking the hug and wiping the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Maybe we should all just go inside instead of talking here in the porch". Said Mike pointing to the door.

"Not me. I'll be heading back to office now." Krista said. "I'll leave you two kids alone."

"Absolutely not!" Jill said firmly, grasping her friend's arm. "You will not go before coming in and having a cup of coffee with us. Besides, I need you to help me know exactly what happened."

Krista shrugged, and they all entered the house, with Jill wrapping her arms around Mike's shoulders. Once inside, they all went to the kitchen, where Mike sat down, suddenly feeling the physical exertion of all that he went through. Krista took off her jacket and set down too, while Jill started to prepare coffee. In a few minutes, Mike and Krista told Jill step by step what had happened, each from their own perspective.

Jill was white with anger as Mike told her what had happened, banging on the table and calling out all sorts of names. Mike blushed as he described how and where Eve touched him, which only made Jill angrier. But she calmed down a bit when Krista told of how she grabbed Eve's hair and dragged her off of him, especially with the vivid description of the faces and noises in the narration that made her audience smile.

When the subject of Mike's very public erection emerged -Krista got just a little too carried away in her narrative- he blushed and looked away from the two women, thinking this would be a bomb on Jill. So, before there could be a reaction, he immediately stood up and said he needed something stronger than coffee, walking over to the living room, aiming for the liquor cabinet. Jill and Krista followed. Since Mike was having a scotch, the two women decided to have one themselves. So they all sat down with their drinks, with Mike taking a quick, particularly large, gulp of his particularly large dose of whiskey.

Jill scooted towards Mike on the couch, put her arm around him, and said: "Mike, honey, I know you feel bad about this, but it wasn't your fault and you have nothing to be ashamed of."

"Yeah, I know, I know... " He said, pausing to take another sip of his scotch.

"Mike, baby, you know you can talk to me, right?" Jill asked, showing concern.

"I do, I do!" Mike answered, staring at his drink.

They sipped their drinks for a while, then filled their glasses again. After a what seemed to be an eternity, but probably more like some 15 minutes, Krista started:

"Look, I think I already stayed more than I should. I think I better..."

"No, please, Krista." Jill interrupted her. "You're one of Mike's oldest friends. Stay a little longer." She pleaded.

"Look, girls, I'm ok, alright? No need to pamper me or anything. I'm just a little shook up, alright?" Mike said impatiently at the two women.

Jill said nothing, but took her arm from Mike's shoulders and crossed them under her breasts, looking away from him, worried and a little hurt. She took her glass and chugged it all down at once, only to fill it up again.

The trio continued to drink quietly for a few more minutes. Finally, Krista, starting to get a little drunk, rolled her yes up, gulped a big swill of whiskey, and blurted out:

"Oh my God, this too much for me... Listen, Jill, this little caveman moron of yours is feeling like a pussy because he was overpowered by a woman twice his size and weight. He's also feeling guilty that he had a boner when that bitch pulled on his penis. AND he's embarrassed that everyone at the office saw his pants tenting up with his huge hard on." She said, in succession, counting each fact on her fingers. "There, I said it" she added.

Both Mike and Jill suddenly looked at Krista in disbelief.

Mike suddenly stood up and shouted at Krista. "I can't BELIEVE you just said that Krista!"

Jill paused for a second, stood up, put her hands on her waist, turned to Mike and said: "So THAT's what this is all about? I thought you were hurt, or traumatized, or something. You know,like, feeling violated or whatever. I'd never believe you would be stupid enough to think that you had any fault in this."

"Thank you very much for that, Krista." She then said looking at the other woman. "If it were up to this Neanderthal here, he would just clam up and drive me crazy".

"Don't I know it." Krista answered laughing. "Big, strong, silent type was always his thing."

Mike was as red as a beet. He couldn't tell if he was angry, embarrassed, relieved or all of that at once. But before he could say anything, Jill turned him around by the shoulders, raised her index finger at his face and said:

"Listen up, you idiot. When we started dating you were my big, strong, man, my knight in shining armor. But, above everything else, you were my one and true love! Now I'm bigger and stronger than you, and, guess what? You're STILL my one and true love. You're still my knight in shining armor, not because of your size, but because of your heart. So what that a woman twice you size can impose herself upon you? You're a fighter, whatever your size, and that's why she didn't succeed."

Then she bent down and kissed him deeply, but quickly broke away to say:

"And you're feeling guilty about getting a hard on? I love it that you didn't want to have one with that bitch, honey, but you can't help that, can you? That gorgeous **** of yours has a mind of it's own. It get's hard even if you just breathe on it." Then she added, with a sly smile. "And God bless him for that!"

Then she kissed him again. This time, she felt his dick stiffen on her thighs

"So what if everyone saw that? It's a tribute to your manhood. And you DEFINITELY have nothing to be embarrassed in that department." Jill said looking down at his growing erection with a smile and briefly fondling it over his pants.

That speech left Mike without words. He felt silly, but he also felt flattered, and, above all, madly in love with his beautiful wife all over again. They both suddenly embraced each other and shared a passionate kiss. Krista wold have normally exited discreetly at this point -probably even long before- but, drunk as she was, she just sat there and watched.


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CHAPTER 4

Mike and Jill put on quite a show, frenetically kissing and groping each other. She knelt before him so that she wouldn't have to bend down for them to kiss. This made him tower of her a little more than he did before the SDR, so that it was HE who had to bend down to kiss her. It was a nice ego boost for him, in addition to his wife's previous, teary-eyed, speech about love and admiration. Hi penis responded accordingly, reaching it's full size, stretching out the space in his pants to the maximum, producing a very pleasant unpleasant tightness, if that made any sense, along with an obscene volume that, given their postures, nudged his wife just below her large breasts.

Suddenly, Krista giggled, startling Mike and Jill so that the trance they were in momentarily broke. Mike turned to face the source of the sudden noise, which made him unintentionally exhibit to her his ill-concealed erection.

"Oh my God, that thing is HUGE!" She said pointing at Mike's groin and speaking in the slightly slurred speech of those who have drank just a little too much. And then she giggled louder, stopping only to sip a little more whiskey. "Its even bigger than before!"

Mike blushed, and so did Jill, the first putting his hands in front of him and turning aside, while the latter quickly standing up, both trying to compose themselves.

"Aw... Don't stop NOW..." Krista went on. "I was enjoying the show! This is the closest I get to one of those things these days."

Jill decided that it was time for her to take charge before things had a chance to get out of hand. She walked towards Krista and gently removed her glass from her hand.

"Alright, big girl." Jill said to her. "I think we all had just about all the booze we could handle for the middle of the day, don't you?"

Krista laughed some more, but then her laughter transmuted in to some sobbing, and then into full-blown crying.

"Krista, what's going on?" Mike asked, having finally "deflated" enough to compose himself.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm SO pathetic! I'll just go home now." She blurted, while drying her tears and starting to get up.

As Krista attempted to stand up, she showed what a tipsy state she was really in, losing her balance and falling back on the sofa she was previously standing in before anyone could help her.

"Krista, even if you could get to your car, there is no way in hell that we'd let you drive it right now." Mike said.

"Or be seen in public like this. " Jill added. "Come on now, let's get you a cup of coffee or, better yet, a nice cold shower."

Krista started crying again as Jill tried to help her get up, but the redhead managed to grap the hand that was offered so that she was able to stand. Jill put Krista's arm around her shoulders and helped her drunk friend to walk towards the stairs. Mike tried to help, but wasn't sure of where to hold, so he just went in front of them, looking back every now and then. It took them a little while to reach the top of the stairs and then the main bathroom. Once they got there, Mike left the two women and went to his bedroom bathroom to shower and change himself. Once the two women were alone, Jill sat Krista on the edge of the bathtub, pulled the small bathroom stool to herself, and began to undress her friend for a cold shower.

Krista was still crying a bit, and began to tell how lonely she felt after her divorce, how men were all scared away by her intimidating personality, how she was going thorough box-loads of batteries for her energizer bunny, how she didn't even remember what a **** looked like anymore, and how she envied Jill for having a guy like Mike. Then she apologized for looking like she was coveting Mike, then she cried some more.

While Krista went on, Jill undressed her, feeling sorry for the sad woman, and wondering how could such a gorgeous woman be so lonely. As Jill removed her blouse, she saw that Krista's tasty brassiere matched her lovely light blue eyes, providing a wonderful contrast with her red hair and lovely freckled complexion. Jill touched Krista's breasts with the tip of her fingers in order to open the frontal clasp, marveling at how firm they were. When the bra opened, both breasts swung free, making Jill gasp ever so slightly at them.They were a good, full, C-cup, and stood proudly with pink-reddish nipples pointing up. It took her a second to recollect her thought, bt Krista didn't notice. Then Jill told Krista to stand up and put her hands on Jill's shoulders, so that she could remove Krista's pants. As Krista complied, she leaned forward a bit for support, which put her breasts very close to Jill's face. That was even more disconcerting than before, but Jill managed to pull off Krista's trousers, revealing fantastic thighs, and an attractive waist-to-hip ratio. When it came to Krista's blue panties, Jill carefully removed them, noticing that the redhead was indeed a TRUE redhead, with a nice-looking, well-trimmed orange bush.

Research shows that women, unlike men, are capable of being stimulated by sexual images of both sexes, even if they are not consciously aware of it. Jill was experiencing it right now. She knew she was admiring Krista's body, as women do to each other all the time, but she was a little uncomfortable with how she was feeling just a little hot and bothered.

Pushing her strange thoughts and feelings aside, Jill helped Krista into the tub and turned on the cold shower. That had an almost immediate sobering effect on Krista, who, aside from flinching at the cold water, began to act a little more in control of herself. It also had the effect of erecting her nipples, but Jill tried not to notice. Krista was able to shower herself, to Jill's relief -the perspective of passing her hands over Krista's attractive body was just too troubling right now.

After Krista finished, she dried herself off, wrapped the towel around her body, and went to the sink and mirror to dry off her hair. She was now a little embarrassed by everything that happened, and conveyed to Jill as much while she used the blow dryer.

"I'm so sorry about this, Jill." Krista said.

"Nonsense, Krista. We all got a little carried away." She smiled, face getting just a little red.

"Yeah, but I love you two and I didn't want to... You know... Step over some boundaries or anything." Krista went on. "It was just my frustrations and the booze talking."

"Don't worry honey." Jill smiled. "It was hard not to notice our little 'show", as you say. Besides, Mike trusts you with his life, and so do I. Today at the office you showed that it was not misplaced."

Krista turned around from the mirror and looked at Jill, eyes tearing up. Jill was misty-eyed as well. Krista then embraced Jill, who returned the hug. The two held each other tightly for almost a minute. It was a very emotional moment, but it also sent Jill's senses into override. Jill felt Krista's body on her own, just a towel knot away. She could smell her freshly showered skin, and their cheeks were touching. Then Krista kissed her cheek, which triggered something in Jill that lead her to hold Krista's head and kiss her hungrily on the lips. It might have been Krista's beauty, or her take-charge attitude, or the fact that she was roughly the same height as her for a change, instead of much shorter.

Krista backed away a little in surprise, and Jill felt as she had crossed a line she should not have. But then Krista held Jill and kissed her passionately, a kiss that was reciprocated. When they finally parted, they looked at each other with puzzlement.

"I don't know what's happening here right now, but I like it." Krista said. "I mean, I'm not gay or anything. I like guys, ****! But you are sooo hot, and that felt sooo good...".

"I've never done anything like this before. I never felt like this before either. I mean, I find some women beautiful to look at and stuff, but I never actually felt attracted to one before. I love Mike, and I lust him too, but this here is happening as well." Jill replied.

They kissed again, this time embracing each other in a more sexual manner. Krista let her towel drop, and Jill let her hands slide along the sides of Krista's body. Both women became dripping wet, sending any remaining inhibitions to hell.

At this moment, a knock came on the door. It was Mike, who, having finished his shower and put on a t-shirt and a pair of comfortable shorts, was asking if everything was ok. Whether it was the whiskey or the wetness between her legs, or both, overcoming her inhibitions, Jill suddenly had an idea.

"Wait there just a minute Mike." Jill called out.

Krista thought that this was meant to say that she should get dresses, but Jill held her arm before she could pick her towel back up. Then, Jill herself started undressing before a very wide-eyed Krista, who then let out a huge grin when she understood where this was going and nodded in approval. When the two women were both naked, Jill put her arm around Krista's waist, the blonde's right breast touching the redhead's left one, and then called out to mike.

"Come on in now, honey." Jill said.

When Mike opened the door and stepped in cautiously, he saw a picture he would never forget for the rest of his natural life. Jill and Krista were both naked, and French-kissing. It was a sight to see. From his perspective, they were two gigantic women, both of them absolutely gorgeous, making out, their sexy bits touching as they let their hands wander on each other's breasts, hips, ****s. To top it all off, one of the was his beloved wife, the other, his best friend. Not even at the peak of his adolescent hormone surge did he ever experience such a sudden and powerful erection. He was so excited that it was hard to stand, think, or even breathe.

After a few seconds. The women interrupted their kiss, and looked at him, smiling, and Jill said.

"See something you like, little big man?" She winked and blew him a kiss.

"I wanna finally see that big, thick, thing that has been teasing me all day!" Krista added, pointing to his tented shorts as she lusciously licked her lips.

Without warning, Mike went into a spasm, trembling as he tried to say something but could only moan. At first, the women were afraid that he was experiencing a heart attach, but then they laughed and looked at each other in wide-eyed disbelief as noticed the quickly growing stain in front of his now very tight shorts.

Mike had just cum in his shorts in less than 30 seconds without any touch to his penis whatsoever.

"You naughty boy." Jill managed to say after a few seconds of laughter. "You like girl-on-girl action don't you?"

"Don't they all?" Krista added. "Not that I can blame them, though." And she kissed Jill again.

"Come on, then." Jill said. "Let's get this little perv to bed where I promise you we can get a lot more from where that first load came from." Jill replied.

With that, the two tall, naked, and beautiful women approached Mike, each held him from under one arm, and carried him away from the bathroom.


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Jill and Krista carried Mike over to the main bedroom, giggling nervously along the way. All the while, he was in a kind of strange trance, perhaps feeling the whole situation as if it were some kind of a dream. Once they reached their destination, Mike was thrown on the bed and the women quickly proceeded to undress him.

Mike's **** was half mast, either from not fully deflating since the spontaneous orgasm in the bathroom or from the current sight of two beautiful naked women, both of which towering him by almost a foot over him in height, who were obviously enjoying themselves at the prospect of literally getting into his pants. Since the penis was still a bit messy with cum, Jill grabbed Mike's t-shirt and motioned use it as a towel to clean up the spunk, but Krista interrupted her with a gesture.

"No, wait! I'll clean it up." Krista said with a gleeful smile. "I got some catching up to do on my ****work."

The redhead, who was on Mike's right side, then leaned towards his **** and began to lick it as if it were a lollipop, making sure to exaggerate the savoring of the sperm so as to please her audience. It seemed to work as intended, for the **** readily began to swell up more and assume an upright position, while Jill simply said, in a playful tone:

"You naughty slut!" Then she paused a little, put her right hand between her legs and used her left to lightly pinch her own nipples, and added, almost to herself. "I think I like naughty sluts...".

Krista continued her licking all around Mike's ****. After the head and shaft were clean of cum, she took advantage of the erection to proceeded to his balls, lusciously licking them clean too. This gave Jill the opportunity to go for a blowjob, providing Mike with a double oral service, and the most heavenly scene he had ever seen in his life.

Having licked all the sperm from Mike's groin, Krista raised her head and stretched her hand out to fondle Jill's right tit, which was over Mike's thigh. Jill let go an audible moan when she felt Krista's hand give a tight squeeze on her tit. The blond then let Mike's penis slip out with a loud smacking noise and kissed Krista deeply for a few seconds, before pulling Mike by his thighs to a position where she could straddle him. Her **** was dripping and fiery hot, while his dick was hard as rock, making it for an easy insertion.

"Oh, yeah!" She gasped. "That's what I'm talking about,"

She then started to go up in down, while Krista held her tits with both hands and leaned forward to kiss them and lick the hard pink nipples.

"You two kids have it all." Krista said in between her oral attention to Jill's large breasts. "Mike's hung like a farm animal and you have this fabulous rack!" he added as she squeezed the jiggling objects of her attention with obvious delight. Jill was in no condition to answer, so she just moaned in response.

By now, Mike was over the initial shock and able to better appreciate the intense pleasure he was experiencing. He was also capable of perceiving that it was about time that he took a little more of an active role in this threesome, in spite of still feeling a little awkward about how to approach it. Should he focus on Jill? Would Jill resent any attention of his on Krista? Would it be better to just stay as a human dildo? Finally, he decided to take a chance. Given the fact that his penis was already at home hammering inside Jill's pussy, he stretched out and touched Krista's lovely ass, which was just in his reach, first stroking it, then squeezing it hard, and finally slapping it with moderate force.

"Ooohhh... You NAUGHTY boy." Krista said with a smile, looking over her shoulder to Mike but with Jill's tits still overflowing in her hands. "Come here you..." She added, letting go of Jill and crawling over to Mike.

While Jill continued to enthusiastically ride Mike, Krista came over towards his face and French-kissed him, letting her breasts sprawl over his chest. Mike, in turn, let his hands wander on her sides, boobs included.

A part of Jill thought to herself that she should be jealous of Krista kissing her husband, but she wasn't. It wasn't a threat... It was HOT! The redhead's ass was turned Jill's way as she kissed Mike, and a fantastic ass it was. Jill could also literally 'feel' Mike's excitement from the throbs of his dick inside her pussy as he kissed and groped Krista. All of that, along with the 'forbidden fruit' aspect brought Jill to verge of orgasm, so close that she couldn't take it anymore, pinching her own nipples and cumming strong. It became even stronger thanks to Krista, who let go of Mike when she heard the first groans from Jill and gave her a tight hug, with breasts touching, and a deep kiss.

A recent first orgasm was the only thing that kept Mike from cumming as soon as Jill did, especially seeing Krista take her like that, and feeling the hot and wet storm of contractions around his dick.

After Jill's rather obvious orgasm, Krista continued her embrace of her, making them both roll over gently on to the bed so that the blond was on her back and the redhead on top of her. Jill's pussy dismounted off Mike's still hard **** with an audible 'plop'. All the while, the two women continued to kiss and caress each other.

Free from restraint, Mike decided to stand up and take a more active role now. He approached Krista from behind, her ass sticking out in the air, and positioned himself so as to be able to grab her thighs and penetrate. By now, he was fairly nervous with excitement, as well as dealing with a female anatomy that was not that of his wife, so he approached cautiously and used his erect penis as a 'probe' so as to find the exact entry point among her sexy inner folds. As Mike was sliding his dick along her ass, he accidentally nested the head of his **** on the portals of her anus, which startled Krista to lift her head up and say:

"WOAH!" But she quickly continued before he could reposition himself. "You bastard! You want to **** me in the ass, do you? Are you sure you're man enough for that?" She asked mischievously, looking back at him and shaking her behind seductively.

That was it for Mike. He thrust into Krista's ass hard and fast, saying:

"NOW I do, Krista." He panted. "Who told you to give me the idea?"

Krista let out a sharp little cry of pain, followed immediately by some moderately loud grunting.

"Uuuuhhhhnnnnnggghhhh." She went. Then she continued, clenching her teeth as she spoke. "Yeah, **** my ass you little perv. **** my tight little ass. You like that, don't you? You wanna **** Krista in the ass while she's on all fours, don't you?"

"You want me to **** your ass? I'll **** you ass GOOD." Mike answered as he intensified his thrusts.

"Yes, yes, oh GOD, YES. **** MY ASS. MAKE ME YOUR BITCH! I WANT IT! LET ME HA-A-A-A-VE IT!" She moved along with Mike's thrusting so that the pounding grew stronger.

Having recovered from her orgasm, Jill was able to see Krista's tits jiggling right above her, moving in rythmn with Mike's thrusting. Above those beautiful breasts was Krista's lovely face, with eyes shut and mouth open wide. Jill then stuck out her tongue and began darting Krista's left nipples, while snaking her left hand down to where the redhead's dripping pussy was. Upon reaching their target, Jill's fingers began their work on Krista's ****, concentrating on her swollen clit.

Suddenly, three things happened at once. Mike couldn't take anymore and exploded cum into Krista's ass with a shout. Krista came -also with a shout- from Mike's pounding and from Jill's manual stimulation. Jill laughed in glee. The trio then collapsed on the bed together in blissful post-sex relaxation. None of them had ever had sex this good in their lives.



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What an awesome story so far! Please tell me there is a lot still to come.

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Not to worry! Next Chapter, we will start looking into Peter and Kim's lives. By extension, this will also lead us to their schoold and social life, allowing us a peek into the SDR world beyond Mike and Jill's home. Also, Mike will eventually go back to work at his firm, leading to other interactions with male and female co-workers there. And we haven't seen Jill's accounting company yet.

I may slow down production just a little bit in the next few days due to work, but I will be posting new material as regularly as I can.

Meanwhile, tale a look at the "Collage" section to have a visual idea of how the size difference between the sexes plays out in the SDR world.

Thx for the comment and support!

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Loved the collages and look forward to reading what happens next. Take your time and don't rush things due to real life constraints. You've created a very believable world scenario and characters that are very easy to identify with. I see endless potential for this.

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CHAPTER 6

Peter and Kim's ride to school was uneventful, as she spent the whole time talking on her cellphone (using a compact headset) while he used his phone to listen to music. When they had arrived and parked, they gave each other a 'See ya' and went each to gravitate around their own social spheres before going into class.

Kim and Peter got along very well, and were very fond of each other as siblings, but were quite different in personality and, thus, with regards to the circles they revolved around.

Kim was very geekish, but, paradoxically, in a sort of cool and social way, as it was usually the case for geeks in 2030, after the knowledge revolution that happened around the turn of the century had finally flourished. She had academic interests, particularly the sciences, and loved computer games, but she was also always in touch with a large group of friends either by voice, text, or image, and they frequently gathered for movies, games, and even the occasional party. Her grades were usually quite good, but she didn't obsess about them. She dressed in a practical way, yet managing to add some trendy details that gave her a pleasant look, giving the impression of a girl who is comfortable with herself and, at the same time, in touch with her generation. Physically, she was quite pretty, if not glamorous or striking. The proverbial 'girl next door' everyone covets at one time or another.

Peter was more of a rebel, but not the type that would get into serious trouble (in spite of a few close calls). He was interested in sports, particularly competitive skateboarding -an Olympic modality since 2015- and was very good at it, having won the state championship the year before. However, his main interests involved graphic design and digital art, with a talent for dark themes and 'underground' visuals, as well as a taste for tribal rock. He hadn't yet chosen a college to apply to, or even a course, currently contemplating -to the considerable discomfort of his parents- a career as an autonomous artist to be hired by event organizers, publicity agencies, movie makers, game producers, or anyone else with a need for edgy graphics or visuals. His grades were not bad, but were not particularly good either, as he did just enough to meet what was immediately required of him. Outgoing, self-confident, and good-looking, he was able to touch both the maternal and the lustful instincts of the girls who met him, which made him quite desirable, never wanting for company.

As he walked down the parking lot towards a big tree that was right in front of his school -a usual meeting place for him and his friends- he passed Glory, who was just stepping out of her own car.

"Hi there, Pete, you gorgeous little thing." She said, making no effort to conceal her fancy.

Peter turned and looked up at the statuesque creature addressing him. She was a tall, voluptuous 5' 10" girl, with long legs, and a striking, photo model, face, with perfect nose and chin, adorned with dark brown hair and eyes. She wore a plunging neckline and a very short skirt, both of which she would have to somehow disguise in class. Aggressively attractive, and glorious indeed!

For Peter, though, Glory had one fatal flaw in her... The week before, Kim had published in her blog a piece about shallow lifestyles in some of today's youth that was reminiscent of the pre-SDR days. It was talked about all over the country, being mentioned in all the major news services, and even on talk shows. Glory felt that she was being singled out in the piece and felt insulted, demanding a retraction. Kim calmly answered that not only was there no cause for any sort of retraction, given that no name had been mentioned in the article, but suggested that perhaps Glory should feel ashamed rather than insulted. Names were called, hands waived, fingers were pointed to faces, but no fight ensued, since the school hall monitor was able to grab Glory's hand as she was about to slap Kim and pull the taller girl away. The whole issue was left aside, perhaps partly because o Glory's very rich parents. However the case, the two of them simply avoided and ignored each other from then on.

Being the loyal and loving brother that he was, plus the fact that there was no shortage of attractive girls interested in him anyway, Peter was able to will himself to become impervious to the powerful charms of the tall, gorgeous, voluptuous, seductively-clad vixen who smiled at him. An amazing feat for any man, especially one so young and full of hormones. So he simply made a gesture of dismissal and continued on his path without saying a word. When it came to his sister, he was adamant.

"Now hold on, mister!" Glory exclaimed. And, when Peter continued on without looking back at her, she added, in anger. Now, who do you think you are, you runt?"

Glory then walked briskly to catch up with Peter, an easy task for her, given that she was one foot taller than him, with a proportionally longer stride. However, when she reached him and put her hand on his shoulder, he very quickly swung his arm around and slapped her forearm with enough force to brush it away from him.

"KEEP YOU HANDS TO YOURSELF". He shouted angrily. "WHO THE HELL GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO TOUCH ME, YOU BITCH?" He added while pointing his finger up to her face and taking a defensive stance.

Unlike many of his father's generation, Peter did not feel emasculated by the SDR, for he never experienced being bigger than women in general. Nor did he grow up with the notion that a man should never hit a woman -quite to the contrary, he, like most boys his age, was firm believer in equal rights for men and would not stand to be pushed around by any woman without pushing back just as hard. To have a woman try to 'manhandle' him made him pale with anger.

Taken by surprise, Gloria first stepped back, but quickly regained her presence of mind. If it were up to her wishes, she would have taught that little runt a lesson there and then, but, looking around, she noticed that not only were they both in a less than private location, but that the not so far away bystanders were beginning to pay attention.

"Calm down, little man." Glory said, maintaining her distance and raising her hands so as to give the idea that she was not a threat. "I just wanted to talk to you."

"Well, I don't want to talk to YOU. So, back off, and stay away. If you EVER touch me again or even come near, by God I will fight and I will yell. YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Alright, alright... No need to go into a fit or anything. I was just being friendly, but I'll leave now. Geez...". Glory said, as she took another step back, then turned around and started walking away.

By then, some girls from his class, who happened to be parking their car as Peter was telling off Glory and ran towards him to help, finally reached him. It was Lucy, Becky, and Tina, who never actually hung out with him, but with whom he got along in the classroom setting. They immediately surrounded him in a protective manner, asking if he was OK and offering to call someone if he needed. Tina, a very, very, tall and athletic girl from the school basketball team, and who always had a mild crush on Peter, actually offered to go grab glory by her long hair and rip her eyes out. Peter thanked them for the offers and concern, but reassured the trio that he was fine, and that it was nothing, that he had taken care of the matter. The girls, however, insisted upon walking him from the parking lot to inside the school grounds. Tina almost wrestled Peter to remove his backpack so she could carry it for him. In fact, it crossed her mind to volunteer to carry HIM, but she had enough sense to refrain from actually suggesting it.

Once Peter and his 'bodyguards' got past the school gates, the girls finally agreed that he was safe now. Tina returned his backpack, he thanked them all once again and they each went to their lockers to prepare for class, but not before the girls all commented upon how brave he was standing up for himself, and how right.

Everyone knew that the SDR event changed the female sexuality by enhancing women's maternal instincts towards men, increasing their desire to protect them. Few, however, except for specialized researchers, payed attention to the fact that they still remained wired for "alpha males", that is to say, were still attracted to confidence, assertiveness, self-reliance, etc. Rapists and others prone to violence towards men were usually those few females who, regardless of age, experienced both tendencies as a troublesome conflict. As a result, Peter's reaction to Glory's advances, along with his good looks and usual quasi-bad boy persona, produced quite an impact on the girls who witnessed. The three from his class, especially Tina, experienced a somewhat heightened interest in him. Glory, on the other hand, patronized men in general, not really because of a mean streak, but more because of a sense that they were all like children, sometimes insolent ones who needed correction, however, the turn on from seeing a man stand up for himself, showing courage and not backing off in face of a larger opponent, made her feel uncomfortable, with mixed feelings she simply could not sort out.

As Peter arrived at his locker and started to open it, he was suddenly the object of huge bear hug, which he instantly recognized as being his big little sister, though this time it was significantly tenser than normal.

"THERE you are." Kim said with relief. "Some girls from your class just told me you were being harassed by Glory. Are you alright?"

"Nhhhhhgghhh..." Peter answered, then began a little more intelligibly once his sister let him breathe. "Kim, I'm ok. It was nothing. She came on to me, I ignored her, she tried to grab me by the shoulder to look at her, I brushed her off. That's all there was to it, except for the arrival of the three musketeers, one of which offered to beat up Glory for me. "

"Well, you should have let her do it!" Kim said angrily. "That slutty BITCH! I wanna pound her pretty little face in myself!".

"Hey, calm down tigress" Peter replied, looking up at Kim. "No need for any of that. Nothing happened. She got fresh with me, I put her in her place. Just leave it alone. There's enough bad blood between you two as it is."

"GALLONS of blood now. This definitely crosses the line." Kim fumed. "I know what I'm gonna write about on my blog now."

"Kim, don't. There was enough trouble with the 'shallow lifestyles' thing last week. Let's not create a 'sexual harassment' thing this week, ok?" Peter pleaded.

"NO. Let's." Kim answered. "The gloves come off now."

Kim stooped a bit over her brother to kiss him in the forehead and bear hug him again, before storming out as a girl on a mission. Peter sighed as he anticipated trouble ahead. He shrugged it off when the bell rang for class and he saw his buddies coming down the hall and waving at him.

Another school day was about to start.


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CHAPTER 7

Kim was so angry she barely heard the bell, but she managed to swing by her locker, get her stuff and go into biology class not a moment too soon, for Mr. Hurst looked at her and at the clock on the wall as soon as she entered. That pressed her 'geek buttons' so that she temporarily filed away her outrage for Glory and quickly scooted over to her seat, next to her friends Amy and Jessie, and just behind Johnny (whom she secretly had a crush on). They greeted her quickly before they all turned their heads forward to pay attention to Mr. Hurst's attention-grabbing cough.

"Good morning all. Let's start, shall we?" He began. "As you all know, today we will be talking about the SDR, that is to tho say, the human sexual dimorphism reversal. Can anyone tell me what sexual dimorphism is?"

In the class of 25 students, seven hands went up. Mr. Hurst pointed to the dark-haired boy on the far right.

"Yes, Mark?" He said.

"It's the reduction in size between males and females." He said with confidence.

"Is Mark right?" Mrs. Hurst asked the class, making it clear to everyone that Mark was NOT right.

A few more hands went up, including Kim's. Mr Hurst pointed at her and nodded.

"No, he is not. Sexual dimorphism is the systematic difference in form between individuals of different sex in the same species. The size reduction in humans was something that CHANGED our dimorphism." She said.

"Very good, Kim." Mr. Hurst smiled at her. Then he turned to the class a a whole and said. "Sexual dimorphism is the differences in the 'morph', from the Greek "shape', between the sexes in the same species. For instance, the male pea**** is is larger and has mrore brightly colored feathers than the female. In some species of arachnid, that is, spiders, the female is twenty times as large as the male. In lions, the male has a mane, the female has not. These are all examples of sexual dimorphism." Mr. Hurst explained.

As he spoke, he used a remote control to display large images of the animals he spoke about on the digital whiteboard in front of the class.

"In regards to SDR, the 'reversal' portion refers to a significant change that happened in our own species before most of you were born." He continued.

Mr. Hurst then pointed to the digital board, which was now showing an image of the stylized illustration of a man and a woman on the famous plaque in the Pioneer spacecraft.

"Some of you might recognize this image from a plaque placed on the Pioneer spacecraft, the first human-made object to leave our Solar System, in order to inform any extraterrestrial intelligence that might find it about our species." He said. "You may notice how it shows a naked man and woman, the male being depicted as roughly 15% bigger than the female."

He paused for a moment, as if waiting for a reaction that never came, and continued.

"This was accurate in the 1970s, as it was throughout almost all of the history of our species, until 2010. Then what happened?" He asked.

This time, more hands came up. This time he chose Amanda.

"Then the men began to shrink. They got smaller and smaller until 2012. After that, they were smaller than women... Much smaller." She said, smiling as she reached out to gently tap on top of Jason's -her seat neighbour- head.

Some distinctive female laughter was heard throughout the class, though some of the boys chuckled too.

"Yes they did." Mr. Hurst continued. "The average male height in America dropped from 5' 9" to 4' 7". All in all, roughly 14 inches in just two years. Amanda, could you please com over here and stand next to me?"

Amanda stood up and walked over to where Mr. Hurst was standing, turning around and facing the class next to him. He barely reached her shoulders.

"How tall are you?" He asked her bluntly.

"Err... About 5' 6"... Maybe half an inch more with my sneakers on." She answered.

"Well, believe it or not, I used to be a full 5 inches taller than you are." Mr. Hurst said smiling. Then he added, looking up at his student and shrugging good-naturedly. "But, as you might have noticed, I am slightly less impressive right now."

The class laughed aloud. Mr. Hurst then gestured Amanda to return to her seat, which she did. Then he continued with his presentation of images.

"Women are larger now simply because they did not shrink like the men did. In relative terms, men are now roughly 20% smaller than women. A little smaller than the women used to be in regards to the men. Hence the term 'sexual dimorphism reversal' we use today."

At this point, one male student raised hand.

"Yes, Fred?" Mr. Hurst asked.

"Weren't there also... Hmm.. Like... Changes in the sexual organs too?" Fred asked shyly.

Giggles were heard all over.

"Alright, alright, quiet down. It's a legitimate question. Yes, Fred, as we all know, there were also changes in male sexual organs..." Mr. Hurst hesitated, then continued. "Male genitalia did not shrink along with the rest of the male body."

"Thank God for THAT!" An unidentified girl's voice went.

The class giggled again.

"Alright, this is serious people. Calm down or I'll start sending people to the Principals office, starting with you over there, Mrs. Gossling. Yes, you. I know where that wisecrack came from." Mr. Hurst said with a stern tone.

The whole room went silent. Jane Gossling was now as red as a beet from embarrassment.

"As I was saying, male sexual organs did not shrink during the SDR process. Indeed, there is evidence of a relevant increase in size, perhaps a little over 20%." Mr. Hurst continued.

Another hand went up, this time from Jessica Fielding.

"Yes, Mrs. Fielding?" Mr. Hurst asked.

"And what about the female organs? Did those change in any way?" The girl asked.

"No, there is no evidence that they did." He answered. "And, before any of you ask, no, this, in and of itself, did not make sex physically more difficult OR more pleasurable, given that the vagina is an elastic, adaptive, tissue capable of adapting to different sizes, no matter what you may have heard in bathroom gossip."

"But why did everything get smaller in men but only their dic.. Err... "Organs" get bigger?" Mark asked in an impulse.

"We don't know, Mark. No one does. In fact, we don't know anything about why and how all of this happened. We just know the 'what', that it DID happen." Mr. Hurst responded.

After that, Mr. Hurst proceeded to review the different theories that had been created to explain the SDR, pointing out that none of them had been proved to satisfaction, though scattered evidence existed for most of them. He also went on about how Darwinism and Lamarckinism came into play and how the whole SDR event challenged what we knew about living organisms.

When Mr. Hurst went from a less interactive, question-based, class into a lecture-mode one, Kim's mind began to wonder to the young man in front of her. He was definitely cute, with brown hair and eyes, definitely smarter than average, and charmingly shy. They had known each other since elementary school, but it was only during the last year that she found herself having feelings for him. She wondered what it would be like to kiss him, to feel his lips on hers, his tongue... Maybe due to all the talk about sexual organs, she blushed slightly as she found herself wondering how he would look naked. Indeed, she wondered how large Johnny's **** would be, how much it would grow when erect, how would it feel in her hand. She even probed her memory for an image of Johnny's bulge, so she could more vividly picture what his penis would be like. She felt herself getting a little moist between her legs, and a little restless, rubbing her thighs together in a failed attempt to find release.

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very very good story, just how i like it

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Wow great stuff! Please continue! I was completely unaware of this tremendously great story being developed right under my nose. Please SDR, continue without apprehension!

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Thx for the encouragement. Work as slowed down the updates a bit, but don't worry. The story WILL continue.

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CHAPTER 8

As they lay in bed, Krista was in the middle, with Mike to her left and Jill to her right. The redhead was laying on her right side, with her back to Mike, or rather, her ass, given that his penis, though now only semi-erect, was still snugly inside her anus. Jill had turned towards Krista and was softly stroking her hair and, occasionally, her face.

Krista was in blissful relaxation... Relieved, at least temporarily, of many longings and frustrations. She was feeling like a woman, a real woman, something she hadn't felt for a long time, since before her divorce from Douglas, who left her not for another woman, but because he couldn't withstand her fiery spirit. She had also scratched an itch that had been eating at her loins for quite a while. To top it all, she had reached this with Mike, her best friend, and Jill, whom she had learned to appreciate and be comfortable around. There we things to be sorted out, and she knew she would get anxious over them eventually, but, for now, she didn't care. She was just too busy feeling good.

Jill was feeling relaxed and in good spirits after the fantastic orgasm that she just had, but she was also a little nervous. This all felt good, very good in fact, but she couldn't help wondering what it meant and what would happen next. Was she gay? No, not gay... She definitely loved **** and always would, particularly Mike's ****. Was she then bissexual? Bi-curious? And was this an experiment? A one-night threesome? The beginning of something new? And what did this all mean regarding her marriage? Was there a chance Mike might become more interested in Krista than in her? No, not Mike. They had been together long enough, through SDR and now even through a sexual assault, but that didn't change their feelings towards each other. But, then what to make of all this? It is all very confusing but, yet, Krista looks so lovely, so at peace looking at her...

Mike was in bliss, but slowly coming down from it. This was the ultimate sexual fantasy... Hot, steamy, sex with two gorgeous women who just happened to be giantesses to him, and whom he loved deeply. He should feel guilty for enjoying ****ing Krista's ass so much, for liking how it felt around his **** even now, with her round, shapely, ass pressing against his pelvis. Of course, Jill's behavior in the matter did go along way in terms of soothing his conscience, as did her stroking of Krista's face and hair. He couldn't help but gently caress that lovely, firm, ass around his ****.

After a couple of minutes, Jill was the one to break silence.

"Well, Krista. I guess none of us expected any of this, huh?" She started.

"No, no, don't speak." Krista interrupted, reaching her hand out to Jill's face to kiss her lips. "Don't break the spell." She added in a whisper between breaths.

Jill responded to the kiss, surprised to feel her juices flowing again. She just had to let her hands stroke the redhead's breasts and sides again. Krista hummed in approval, parting from Jill's lips to kiss the bond's supple right breast and her beautiful aureole, teasing a bit before softly placing the nipple between her lips and then touching it with the tip of her tongue. Jill moaned gently in response. At the same time, Krista rhythmically squeezed Mike's **** with her rectum, swaying her hips around a bit for more effect. His penis quickly responded -much to his owner's surprise- so he began to pump in and out of her her again, slowly this time, but firmly as well. Jill noticed the subtle vibrations and managed to look over to Mike. She could not help but smile.

"You naughty girl..." Jill went, her voice sounding like she was carrying something heavy. "You love this, don't you? You ****ing hot slut?" She added, a little raspy now.

Krista moaned softly in response. Jill could feel Krista's lips turning into a smile on her hard nipples, and she felt herself dripping.

"Alright, get up here on all fours, NOW. Mike, don't let you **** out of that tight ass. Keep pumping that little ******* like there's no tomorrow." Jill commanded.

As she watched her husband and their new **** buddy position themselves as told, Jill slid herself so as to be able to open her legs wide in front of Krista's face. The redhead did not hesitate to start licking. Jill almost howled in pleasure.

"Ooooooohhhhhh... Yeahhhhhh... Lick my pussy, suck my clit!" She went.

Mike was now grunting loudly from the exertion of ****ing what, to him, was a huge, sexy, woman. Krista was slobbering herself on Jill's ****, also making audible noises. In spite of his small size, Mike was able to generate enough force in his thrust so that the vibrations were transmitted from Krista's hips, to her head, and to Jill's pussy. Suddenly, the blond groaned louder, cumming in frenetic spasms.

Mike was now sweating profusely. The energy he had to spend in order to **** someone so much larger than himself in the ass, as well as the recent orgasm, made it impossible for him to cum inside Krista`s ass again no matter how much he was enjoying the ride. From her vantage point, Jill noticed his exertions and smiled.

"Krista, I think he's gonna drop dead if you don't let him rest a little." She chuckled.

Krista looked back over her shoulder at Mike with a smile.

"I was just getting used to this..." The redhead said in a tone of mock lament. Then she added: "But I guess you have been more than a good trooper, huh, Mikey boy? Servicing two women all by yourself with such gusto."

Before Mike could answer, Krista moved her body so as to let Mike's **** slide out of her *******, which it did with an audible 'plop'. The exhausted man took the break he was being given and promptly let himself drop on the bed, breathing heavily.

"Happy.. To serve!" He said between gasps for breath. After a brief moment, he added, this time with a little more control over his breathing. "This IS my third **** of the day."

"Third ****?" Krista asked, turning around on her knees so as to look at the small man on the bed. "I don't want to put you down, Mikey boy, but this is only the second round. I mean, you did great so far, but it wasn't three." Then she paused and looked at Jill before continuing. "Unless.."

"Yup. He was feeling frisky this morning, so I gave him a quick blowjob." Jill confirmed.

"Why, Mikey... You never cease to amaze me!". Krista said with a smile, looking down at her small friend. "And will you look at that thing? I mean, he's at the verge of a heart attack, and yet, that gorgeous schlong of his won't give up." She added, pointing to Mike's penis, which, though no longer standing at attention, was still close to it's full size as it layed between his legs, almost as if also catching it's breath.

Mike couldn't help but smile. Jill chuckled, her large breasts jiggling wonderfully as she did so.

"He deserves a kiss... A French kiss even." Krista added, before getting on all fours so as to reach Mike's **** with her lips.

Krista first kissed Mike's shaft along it's length, which was frustrating to him in a very tantalizing way. Then she placed her lips at the tip, giving it a wet kiss before suctioning it into her mouth. This was enough to get it into full state of readiness. She purred softly out of sheer pleasure. Mike moaned. Then she suddenly stopped sucking, letting the penis get out of her mouth with a smacking sound and stand on it's own. She looked at it in delight before turning to Mike and saying:

"Now, you just lie there and let me do the work, alright? I'll take good care of your co... I mean, of YOU now." She said, before returning her lips to the mighty penis in front of her and begin licking and sucking it with abandon.

"Don't spoil him!" Jill said. "I already serve that thing too much as it is."

Krista managed a muffled "It's worth it" without taking Mike's **** out of her mouth. Jill laughed in agreement, before looking at Krista's well-shaped ass up in the air and having thoughts she would never expect herself to have. The blond woman then leaned forward and started kissing those beautiful cheeks before letting her face slide into the groove between them and lick the pink anus while using her right hand to play with the redhead's pussy.

Krista was surprised at the sudden jolt of sensations coming from her nether regions, making her press her lips tighter and suck stronger. Mike's point of view allowed him to see the readhead bobbing on his **** on all fours while his wife had hands on the other woman's hips and head buried between the ass cheeks, her large breast's sensual sways very visible beneath it all. This combo was all that was needed to release Mike's safety valve, making him cum strong, contracting all his muscles while his **** pumped semen into Krista's greedy mouth. That, in turn, triggered Krista's own orgasm, which she expressed as a long, loud, hum, not letting the penis out of her mouth.

Physically exhausted and feeling waves of intense relaxation, Mike slowly blacked out.

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I've only read up to Chapter 5 or 6 I believe, but I'd like to know, will there be any female growth? I'm hoping to see just a little bit of it sprinkled throughout the story if that's within your imagination ^^

Thank you so much for writing this.

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Thanks for the compliment, but, as to your request, the short answer is... No.

The longer answer is that the "giant" factor is given by relative size, therefore, one only needs to push one gender's height to produce the desired effect on the other, with no actual need for both. Also, I like my giantesses at that specific size they are depicted in the story (and also in the collages I made), that is to say, big enough to overpower a man, but not enough so big so as to make sex and cohabitation unpractical. Finally, the DSR universe is a scenario that I tweaked carefully so as to provide a basis for many adventures, so I am unwilling to change it in such a fundamental aspect.

I do understand there are infinite other possibilities, and all of them are worth exploring. Perhaps you yourself, or maybe some other member here, could start from the scenario I created and produce an alternate one where both the men shrink and the women grow... I would have no problem with that.



-- Edited by SDR on Wednesday 16th of December 2009 02:39:27 AM

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Even with your decline, I'll still be very eager to see where this story grows. I find myself becoming more and more lenient with SM content than I used to be. As long as there is a lot of Breast-involved content! ^^

I may very well introduce something very close to SDR. I'm also for NWO(New World Order) stories and Alternate Reality Shifting Stories(Like my "Dream" story).

So chances are I'll be taking you up on that offer and, eventually, develop a story based around the world you've created for us.

Thank you,

Beetle

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This is one of my favorite stories on this forum and I was just wondering if it was going to continue or just stop where it has.

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I found myself becoming more and more than I used to be loose and SM content. As long as there is a breast involves a great many!

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