Two Best Friends and a Sister

Two Best Friends and a Sister
By: THE MAN

My name is Laura, and I consider myself a plain girl from the city. Some people though, look at me as a piece of ass that they would like to get a hold of. Who can blame them, a lot of people have told me that I have a very appealing body. Not to sound self centered, but I do. Playing sports my whole life gave me a nice athletic look. Being almost 5’ 10” tall has left me with a pair of smooth long legs that I don’t mind showing off to my fellow 12th grade classmates. I’ve also been blessed with a nice firm ass that I don’t mind showing off either. I look at it this way; if you’ve got it, flaunt it. The down side to all this though is my breasts. My mom told me that I was an early bloomer, and by 8th grade I had the biggest breasts in my class with a B cup. That alone based me as the girl all the guys wanted, but as the years went by my breasts didn’t get any bigger. This left all of the other girls to pass me by and get all the guys. Either way I still had people gawking at me, but ever since my tits stopped growing I wanted them to get bigger. My best friend Claire has the same problems. Although she’s always bigger breasts, her were much better then mine. Her breasts kept growing past mine to a full C cup, a perfect compliment to her luscious red hair. Claire is about four inches shorter then I am which leaves me sexier in every other department.

By the time we became juniors in High School we decided it was time to do something about out small tits. We started looking at different pills and creams, nothing seemed to work. At out wits end we tried one last thing. Claire found a website one night while surfing the web that sold an experimental cream that was designed to increase the female bust. Willing to try anything by this point we ordered two gallons of the cream to my house. That was the longest week of our lives; wondering when the cream was going to arrive and whether it was actually going to work.

Friday came and the cream we ordered arrived at 2:00 p.m... My parents were going to be away all weekend, and my snobby sister Diane was already at her friend’s house to spend the night. The setting could not have been better, so I took the two gallons of cream to my room and immediately called Claire.
“Hey Claire, Laura, it’s already here.”
“It’s totally not going to work but I’ll come over.”
“Be optimistic, I feel good about this one.”
“Yeah I guess so, am I sleeping over or what?”
“Well bring some stuff, we’ll see.”
“I’ll see you in a little while.”
“Hurry up, I’m getting impatient.”

Claire arrived an hour later. She walked into the house and I immediately threw her sleeping bag and stuff in the living room. We ran up the stairs to my room so I could show her the cream.
“I didn’t think 2 gallons was that much?” Claire said surprised.
“Sure is… and your still feeling like this won’t work.” I shot back.
“Well we have spent a lot of money on our breasts, we should just get implants. All these creams and pills don’t work and I just can’t take these mini tits any longer.”
“Well this is going to work, trust me.”
“OK.”
I took one of the gallon containers and read the directions on the back of the container. It had a lot of warnings but I just skipped right to the directions. It said to take 1/8 of a cup at a time for a growth of one full cup size. Your supposed rub into the tissue and results would follow. It also warned to read the entire back of the container after the directions. Again, I was just too excited to try it and didn’t want to take more time reading. I opened the container and inside was a creamy mixture that looked like mayonnaise.
“Ready?” I asked Claire.
“I don’t think so Laura, you go first.”
“Fine.”
I took my shirt off revealing my bra. I had a loose bra on trying to get the most out of my little tits. I got the measuring device that came with the cream and took the amount listed in the directions. Claire held the cream while I unfastened my bra, revealing my shitty little tits.
“Ok here goes nothing.”
I took the cream from Claire and poured an equal amount on each of my breasts. I took one breast in each hand and started rubbing the cream into them. It took only a few minutes for it all to soak in, and I put my bra back on.
“Is that all?” Claire asked me in a sarcastic tone.
“I think so, but it felt really nice.” I shot back.
“Yeah, well I don’t see your breasts growing.”
“Give it a minute, your so meeeeeeeaaaaaa………”
I looked down at my bra and saw my breasts growing outward making the bra dig into my back. It only lasted about 10 seconds, but they were definitely bigger.
“That was the most amazing thing I have ever felt. Help me get this damn bra off.”
It took a min to get the tight clasps off, but when we did my breasts had grown from a small 34 B to a very full 42 C.
“Look Claire, I am as big as you now.” I started to shake and bounce my new breasts at her, they were amazing.
“You look amazing, now help me!”
Claire took her shirt and bra off, revealing her C breasts. She also took the same amount of cream and put it evenly onto her breasts. She rubbed them vigorously until all the cream was soaked in. It took her about a third of the time, and she put her bra back on.
“This is awesome!”
Claire was so excited that this cream worked after so much effort. In only seconds after applying the cream her breasts started to grow. Her well fitting C cup bra started to get tighter and tighter.
“God I have to get this bra off.” Claire yelped.
Her bra was really digging into her so I ran over and unfastened it. She took it off and her breasts bounced out of it and stopped growing.
“Your right, that was incredible.”
Her tits were incredible. They had to have grown to at least a large 48E cup in just a few seconds,that were like two ripe honey dew cantilupes..
“How did you grow that much, you used the same amount of cream that I did?”
“I don’t know, maybe I was just destined to have great tits.”
As she said that she came over to me and buried my face in her chest. It was a weird feeling because I had never seen breasts like hers in my life. To tell you the truth, her doing that to me really got me excited. I took my face out of her tits and we both started to laugh.
“Give me that container, I want to see something.”
I took the cream and looked over the warnings, and it was right there. It said to rub the cream in gently for desired results. That’s what I did, but not what Claire did. I looked at the rest of the warnings, there were quite a bit of them. Only use if your breasts have stopped growing naturally, more on application, and a lot of legal stuff. But the hell with all this, we have all this cream to get rid of.
“Ok it’s my turn, give me that measuring cup.”
We were all done following the directions; I just took two handfuls of the cream and placed it all on my tits.
“Claire, get over here and rub this in.”
She was happy to join in and start rubbing my breasts. She started to rub the left, and I was working on the right. The cream was soaked in a matter of about 30 sec, a lot faster with three times the recommended dosage. About 10 seconds after we were done my tits started to grow. Instead of growing just out, they grew out and a lot fuller. It was like this cream knew how to make just the right tits. I was in ecstasy the entire time of the growth. Going from rubbing my breasts, to hugging them and shaking them around for my own enjoyment. I passed Claire’s size and they kept growing. She was staring at my tits as they got bigger and bigger. After about 30 seconds, they grew about three cup sizes bigger then Claire, to a 84GG size. This cream was amazing, we have wanted freakishly huge tits for almost all our lives, and it was happening. This was easily the greatest day of out lives. My tits stopped growing and I started to lift them and feel how big and heavy they had gotten. I could see how people with these tits had to get reductions, but Claire and I are very athletic.
“My tits are getting so big!”
My taunting and laughing ended as I saw Claire dump the rest of the cream from the first gallon on her breasts. It was about half a gallon of cream, and it was too late for me to stop her.
“God Claire, you bitch.”
I was obviously not mad at her, growing turned me into a totally different person. Having tits like these only made me want to get them bigger.
“Now were going to see some huge breasts, come over here and feel me up.”
“Well I don’t know about that, maybe I don’t want too.”
I had fun teasing her as she started to run the cream in herself. This breast expansion turned into a competition, and I didn’t want her to take all of the glory. It was like her tits were drawing me in and I had to go over to her. I placed my hands on her left breast and started to rub them and feel her growth. She worked on the right breast and started to get very excited. As we rubbed the cream into her breast I started to look into her eyes. I moved closer to her, and moved my face to hers.
“They are starting to grow!”
I immediately backed away; the cream was already soaked into her chest. It must have been their size to start with, more skin to soak in the cream. This worked totally to our advantage, the bigger the tits, the faster they grow. Claire’s breasts started to grow, just like mine, fuller and bigger. She passed my size in a matter of seconds, which was about the size of a cantaloupe. Like me, she started to hug her chest when there was enough tit to do it.
“I never want to stop growing!”
It’s a good thing we are home alone, because it is hard to control your voice during the hottest experience of your life. Claire was still feeling her breasts when I went back to her and got close. I started to feel her huge breasts with her, and then I got even closer. We started to kiss and grope each other while she was still growing bigger. It was hard to stay this close with tits of our size. Her breasts stopped growing after about a minute, and they finished much larger then mine. I was totally blown away with her immense size-somewhere near the size of huge.ripe watermelons. They had to be at least a 88 inches,with an LL cup, and they were amazing. It was hard to compare them to anything. If I could, they were between cantaloupes and small watermelons.
“Laura, what the hell happened there?”
“I don’t know something just came over me. I’m sorry.”
“No don’t even say that. I enjoyed it, but I don’t know why. It’s like this cream is changing us in more ways then just breast size.”
“I know what you mean, and you look amazing.”
“I never thought this day would ever come, but here we are.”
We both stopped for a few minutes and stared at our tits. Even though her breasts were bigger, both of ours were equally as impressive.
“Hey, I have an idea.”
“What’s that?”
“Let’s take this other gallon into the shower…….”
“I like the way you think.”
We both took the rest of our clothes off and took the rest of the cream into the bathroom. I dumped all of the cream into the bathtub and we both got in. We started to feel each others newly grown breasts, and I even went down to give Claire oral. She was sitting in the half of the tub that was clean of the cream. Without knowing it, when I bent down to start tonguing Claire, I soaked my breasts in the cream. After about 5 minutes with Claire, my breasts had soaked in about 75% of the cream that was on the tub floor. My breasts started to grow and lift me off the bathtub floor.
“My god Claire, what happened to all of the cream?”
I got up and saw that my breasts were totally covered in the cream, and knew what I had done.
“God Laura, don’t stop!” She looked up and saw my breasts. “My god you’re growing.”
“Yeah, I leaned into all of the cream in the floor and soaked it all in. God, I wonder what I am going to grow up too!”
The cream was absorbed at the normal rate, so I was not expecting a huge explosion, but that’s what happened. They exploded off my chest, rapidly growing past Claire’s size with incredible speed. I could not even speak; I was orgasming over and over.
“God, this is incredible!”
The growth was incredibly fast, but did not last a long time. It only lasted about 15 seconds, but in that time I had orgasmed at least 3 times. At the end, my breasts were definitely the size of watermelons. That had to leave me with at least 99 inches bust ,with a PPP breasts. They were incredibly large, and very hefty. By hefty I don’t mean heavy, just full and a lot for a woman’s chest. I felt them, they were amazing.”
“Look at you now. Those are incredible.”
“That was even better then earlier.”
“Now move I want the rest of that cream!”
I moved over and Claire pressed her breasts against the floor of the tub. With the speed which she was moving, all that cream was gone in about 20 seconds. When all was said and done her breasts ended up a little smaller then mine. I would say a 184 inche bust with an MM cup.
“God, we can’t stop here, we need more of this stuff,”
“Your right; get on the phone.”
I ran over to the phone, almost falling down because of the new heft of my breasts. I called the company back and they said that only eight gallons of cream was made because the company was going out of business. No one else had ordered the cream so I took the rest of it with overnight delivery.
“The stuff should be here in the morning.”
“But wait, I can’t go home like this.”
“Just call and tell your mom your staying here tonight, we can figure something out in the morning.”
“OK.”
Claire called her mom and said that she would be staying over. It was only 4:00 in the afternoon and we couldn’t go out in public like this. First of all we had nothing to wear. Secondly, we may have had some of the biggest tits in the world. That thought alone got me thinking, we still had 6 gallons coming tomorrow. If not yet we would definitely have the biggest tits in the world.
“God Laura, what are we going to do?”
“What do you mean?”
“How are people going to react to these tits we have?”
“I don’t care it’s been our dream, fuck them if they care.”
We just sat and talked about our tits for hours. We tried on some of our old clothes and they only went down about halfway to our breasts. We had to put on some of my dads shirts, and they still were extremely small. After a while we both fell asleep in my room, but not on our backs.

I looked at the clock and it was noon, there was knocking at the door. It must have been my sister home from her sleep over.
“Shit! Claire, Diane’s home!”
“Just answer the door, she’s cool.”
I got up and opened my bedroom door and there was Diane. She gasped as she saw my tits under one of my father’s shirts. She was able though to mutter out the phrase, ‘there’s someone at the door for you’.
“God it must be the delivery man. Get the package for me.”
“What the hell happened to you guys!”
“Just get the package and bring it up here and we will explain everything.”
She ran back down the steps and brought the package with the 6 remaining gallons of cream in it.
“How did you guys…… what did you….”
“Its ok Diane, me and your sister just grew some tits.”
Ill just say it, Diane was hot, hotter then both me and Claire. The thing was, over the last two months, her breasts billowed out from a small A cup right to a DD. She took every opportunity to gloat about her breasts and how many guys she gets, just at 16.
“What happened?”
“Well Claire and I ordered this breast growth cream in a magazine and here we are. Your tits look pretty small now.”
“Yeah, Laura ordered 2 gallons earlier in the week, and we liked it so much that we got 6 more gallons.”
“6 GALLONS? You aren’t going to use all that, I want some tits.”
“I don’t know, it says not to use on people whose breasts are still growing.”
“Come on. PLEASE.”
“Well, we really haven’t followed all the directions ourselves, so I guess its ok.”
“Take your top and bra off.”
Diane did just that. She really did have nice natural breasts, held nicely by one of her tight bras and little shirts.
“How big do you want your breasts?” Claire asked.
“Huge, I don’t care, I love breasts.”
“Well ok.”
Claire and I took handfuls of the cream in our hands and covered each of her tits. We must have used at least a half of a gallon for her first growth. We didn’t really rub it in fast, but well enough. It took about 3 minutes to get it all in, and I told her to put her bra back on, just for kicks.
“How long does it take?”
Right after she finished her sentence I could see her bra getting tighter.
“I’m growing!”
In only a few seconds her breasts were spilling out of the bra cups as the clasps dug deeper and deeper into her back. Finally the bra gave way and broke right off of her tits. They bounced as the bra fell to the floor. She was growing really fast, probably because you aren’t supposed to use the cream on still growing natural tits. She was in ecstasy as her breasts grew more and more. She was rubbing them as well as herself until the growth stopped. Her breasts were definitely the size of cantaloupes, for just the first growth. She thought her breasts were great before, but now they were awesome.
“Look at me. Give me the rest of that stuff!”
She grabbed the rest of the cream and dumped it all over her breasts. She started to rub the cream in, and Claire and I went to help her. This time the cream soaked into her tits in only a minute, and her breasts started to grow before it was all gone. The growth this time was slower; her breasts were getting fuller and larger, much larger. Claire and I held her breasts as they got bigger and bigger in our arms. Her tits were easily as big as Claire’s in a few minutes and started to reach my size soon after. We held her breasts in out arms and I could feel them getting heavier and heavier. The entire time she was moaning with pleasure and after about 5 minutes they stopped growing. Her tits were definitely bigger then mine, and just as perfect.
“Look who’s still bigger then you too. These have to be a 384 inche bust with UU cup tits!”
She strutted around the room getting used to her breasts.
“What do you say Laura, are we next?”
“Definitely.”
For this Claire and I went back to the bathroom and Diane brought one of the containers. I took all the cream and dumped it into the bathtub. We both got in and started where we left off the day earlier. We both took handfuls of the cream and started to rub it into each others tits. We didn’t rush; it was just too hot for the both of us. Our breasts started to grow as we kept rubbing the cream into them. Our tits started expanding outward and we each had to move farther back to keep rubbing each other. We were in the tub for about twenty minutes and every second was thrilling.
“What has gotten over you two?”
Diane started to get a little confused with what was going on, but we were too busy to care. When all of the cream was gone our breasts were still growing. We got close to each other and started to make out and feel each other up as out tits kept expanding. It was getting harder and harder to keep going, as our breasts did not slow. When they did stop, we were both amazed. My tits were easily bigger then my sisters and Claire just about matched her size. I was sporting a 565 inche bust with XXX cups, and they were just incredible.
“Look at these now!”
I got out of the bath tub and took Diane’s head right into my tits. She was really mad when I did that, she wanted to have the biggest breasts of all of us.
“What do you want to do with the rest of this stuff Laura?”
“I don’t know, I am pretty happy with these tits right here.” I exclaimed.
“Well I am the smallest here, I want these boobies bigger.”
“Me too!” Diane added.
Since Diane was not really into what Claire and I had done in the bathroom, we went back out.
“Hook me up first I want the biggest tits in the world!!”
Diane was too excited to contain herself, so Claire and I took a half gallon of the cream and dumped it all over her tits. Just for fun, we started to rub and feel up her tits, working in the cream faster then ever. In a matter of seconds all of the cream was absorbed, and her tits exploded off her chest. Her breasts were billowing outward faster then any of our growths before with only half a container of cream. She started to hug her breasts until they were too big and she could not reach her arms around them any longer. She had to sit down because of the growth rate; it was hard for her to keep her balance. They were sitting on her lap and still growing. When her tits started to slow, her breasts looked like giant beach balls, perfect shape.
“WOW! These have to be the greatest tits in the world, look at me!”
She must have had the biggest tits in the world and it really got me jealous. There was no real way to measure them, they were just too big-like two mammoth size giant beachballs,dandling down to the floor-covering her knees. It was even hard for her to get up from the chair, and when she did the size of her tits almost made her fall forward.
“Now it’s my turn, make me grow girls.”
Diane finally got her balance and got the rest of the cream and dumped it onto Claire. We did the same drill and rubbed the cream into her breasts. It was a relatively slow growth, but she was way bigger then me. Although bigger then me, not even close to Diane.
“Well girls, looks like I STILL have the biggest tits of all.
Diane was really starting to gloat, and it was really pissing me off.
“Well the hell with that, I changed my mind!”
I took the last container of the cream and poured half in another container. I placed each one of my tits in the buckets and let them soak in the rest of the cream naturally, like it happened in the shower. It took only a few minutes for the cream to be absorbed.
“Now we’ll see who’s the biggest!!”
My tits started to grow while they were still in the buckets. It was not long until there was no more room for them to grow. They kept growing, out the end of the bucket spilling over the sides. Soon enough it was too much and the buckets shot off the ends of my rapidly growing tits.My nipples were bigger than most guys cocks and I’m talking big 9 inches.
“Still growing Diane!”
My breasts were reaching her size, and blew past them in no time at all. I went over to Diane and placed her on the floor, where I sat on top of her and let her stare at my huge tits. They were growing right in front of her eyes, getting closer and closer to her face. I pulled her right into my tits and smothered her into them like she did to me earlier. Soon enough my breasts did stop growing. I got up from Diane and my breasts were totally awesome. They were at least twice the size of Diane, and hung down past my hips, and out at least four feet. They were incredible, the size and how perfect they were.
“Now these are going to take some getting used too!”
We all started laughing as we marveled at each others new breasts.
“I never thought me and my best friend would have the biggest tits in the world.”
“Believe it, because we do.” I told her.
Diane got back on the bed, and I think all of this breast talk was getting to her.
“So what are we going to do with the rest of this cream?”
“There are only a few gallons left and Claire doesn’t want to get any bigger, and I think this is plenty for me.”
“Well then can your little sister use it?”
I could see a little scheme cooking up in her mind and I really didn’t care. It was hard for me to move with what I had now so I let her have it.
“What are you going to do?”
Diane took the gallons of cream and poured it all in the bathtub where Claire and I had our little affair. There was at least half left, and I could hardly image what was going to happen next.
“Here goes nothing!”
Diane jumped into the tub and started cleaning up all of the cream. It was hard for her to get it on just her tits; it was getting all over her body. She was rubbing herself all over, not just working on her breasts. Claire started to join her and run the cream into her. I stood and watched both of them work.
“Get it all in me!”
As they were working her breasts started to grow bigger and bigger. Even before she started her tits were already filling up the tub but now it was getting worse. They finished working all the cream into her and Diane sat up with her back against the tub. Her breasts were on her lap and lying on both her sides. She reached my size in a hurry and went past it with increasing speed. They started to fill the tub and soon enough the tub was too small to contain them.Huge 684 inche boobs blotted outward,like giant whales,with massive nipples at the end. Her tits spilled over the edges of the tub, but already covering Diane’s entire body in their flesh. She was cumming over and over from the pleasure of her increasing bust. Minutes passed and her breasts were well over the edges of the tub and were almost lying on the tile floor. Claire and I had to move farther and farther back as they kept growing. Soon enough Diane’s face was covered in her own cleavage, and fingering herself as she kept growing bigger and bigger. It wasn’t until fifteen minutes later that her breasts stopped growing, almost filling the entire bathroom. Neither Claire nor I could see her among her tits, but we could hear her moaning.
“God Claire, what are we going to do now?”

The Overflowing Bra Time Machine

The Overflowing Bra
Presents:
Just like stealing the family car for a joyride,
Grant Riley took the company
Time Machine
to make some changes to the genetic make up
of mankind at the dawn of time.
Original short story by Noble Sword 1999
Illustrated By Crimson Jassic 2004
I
They are everywhere he looks. But there never seems to be enough volume. The women almost always, without exception, have breasts that are
too small. The air in the subway car is stifling. It is obvious that the air conditioning is not working again today. Had to grab this sixty-year-old
antique from the Nineties, didn't ya'. The press of the rush hour commuters is almost nauseating. Thirty-year-old Grant Riley looks at his female
traveling companions. A Cup, A Cup, there's a B, A, and that unfortunate soul would be lucky if hers were AA Cup. Some of the women were so
nondescript in their femininity and their dress that they looked like males. The brakes start to screech on the rails as the train slows to a stop at
his station. Grant pushed his way to the door and was at the front of the line when the train stopped. The doors opened with a ‘whoosh' and
Grant was face to face with a statuesque redhead. Shit! Look at those jugs! Blank faced, Grant gawked at the D cup set as they bounced their
way into the car that he just left. Figures, she'd be getting on while I'm leavin'.
Finally at work, Grant opens his briefcase on his desk and extracts a file that he has been working on. The Time Zap Inc. logo is emblazoned on
the cover. He is an over worked and underpaid programmer. He and his coworkers had been under a lot of pressure lately. The bugs in the
program he took home last night had to be worked out by this morning. Today he was lucky, he's ready. He managed to solve all of the problems
and still get a few hours of sleep. He takes the file and accompanying CD with the modified programs into the lab. The techs are tinkering with
the 'canister', as they call it. Today's trial is solely dependent upon Grants corrections to the programs. Yesterday had been disastrous. Minor
glitches in the programming had exasberated themselves and the whole system had crashed. "Is it done?" the foreman, Dan calls to him. "Yah,
it's done". "Load it in and let's try another trial. Hopefully we can get it to work without all of the crap, like yesterday." Grant loads the revised
program into the computer and prays a silent prayer. So far the machine had done nothing except create programming nightmares for Grant and
his coworkers, burn up mega millions of dollars in research and development and become dangerously behind schedule and hugely over budget.
Yesterdays crash had almost spelled the death knell for the project and the company. The financial backers almost pulled the plug on funding.
It's got to work today.
The test turned out to be a huge success. They managed to send the contents of the machine thirty minutes back in time and by the end of the
day Grant arrived home alone, very late and very drunk. It is at times like this that he almost wishes that he had not divorced Jan, his (ex)wife.
They had been getting along alright. They disagreed upon almost nothing. Money was never really a problem. The sex was good. He had to
admit that it was he who was to blame for their break-up. They really only disagreed on one item. He had been pretty demanding of her, but she
was adamant. He had married her with the intention of correcting the only flaw that he had ever seen in her, small tits. He had hoped that, with
time, he could have persuaded her to have breast augmentation. Her A Cup breasts were "hers and hers alone" she said and she had no intention
of pursuing breast augmentation and with that she had refused any further discussion regarding their enlargement. Their disagreement started
almost from the beginning of their marriage. He had under seriously estimated her resolve. So after four years of failed attempts to trying to
persuade her to pump up the volume of her chest, he divorced her, citing incompatibility. The separation period and divorce had taken only six
months. The divorce had been finalized only three months ago. He still did love her, but damn it; those tits were just too small. Miserable in his
drunken loneliness, he had just crawled under the covers when he was thunderstruck by an idea. Three and a half-hours later he figured that he
had the programming problem licked that would be able to put his plan into operation. Another hour and he had as much information that he
could find on the origins of man.
II
He arrived early to work the next day to put his plan in motion. He promptly called up an old school chum, Quincy. Quincy was smart, the
smartest of his friends and had completed a Ph.D. in biochemistry. "Quince, Grant here, I was wondering if you could do me a favour...." By
noon Grant had picked up a quantity of a controversial serum which had been designed to alter the pattern of breast function genetically. In its
original design it was thought that the serum would be useful for nursing mothers, however, there arose two side effects that seriously damaged
the reputation of the drug and the drug manufacturer. Firstly, there was alteration to the DNA. It changed all genetic material, including the
stored eggs in the woman's ovaries. This was not foreseen and it ventured into legally confusing and ethically thorny question of hereditary
shortcomings. It was a dominant gene, which meant that it created a permanent change and would be passed down to offspring three out of four
times. This singularly could not have been so bad except that; secondly, milk production became entirely dependent upon breast size. The larger
the breast, the greater the volume of milk production. In the last one hundred or so years women had been gradually losing their defining
womanly padding, particularly in the bust area. The serum had been a dismal flop since there were too many small or flat chested women in the
population. And, as a result of clinical trials, now there were women out there who could no longer breast-feed because they had small tits and
their milk production was dependent upon tit size. The lawsuits had been horrific.
On the way back to work from lunch, he stopped in at a nearby gun shop and picked up a tranquilizer gun complete with telescopic sight and
package of small size darts. Back at his office, Grant checked in on progress in the lab. The techs had been steadily taking the machine farther
and farther back in time. Very cautiously they had been pushing the machine back in time. By quitting time they had managed to get two weeks
back in time. For his purposes, these tests were good enough. Grant told his coworkers that he had started on another project and would be
staying a little late.
At eight that evening Grant entered the cylinder. He checked the time and took the machine back ten seconds. He exited the cylinder and
checked the time. Ten second difference. He reentered the cylinder and set the dials to regain the ten seconds that he had traveled. Exiting the
cylinder he was ecstatic that everything was now back in sync. He now felt confident that he could travel both back and forth in time. Back at
his desk he gathered up the tranquilizer gun, darts, serum and his laptop computer. He reentered the machine. Here goes. All or nothing! He set
the coordinates for a number of locations around the globe and at best guesstimates of time coordinates. The first stop was the original burial
site and resting-place of the Peking man.
III
With trepidation Grant opened the door. The 'craft' was sitting in a small clearing. Taking the tranquilizer gun he set out looking for the Peking
man. In a crude circle of shelters made of sticks and hides he spotted his prey. He loaded a dart filled with the serum into the rifle, took aim,
perfect shot!
He traveled into Africa, later into the Nile area, Siberia, later still to Western Europe, North America, searching out the origins of mankind. At
every stop he would target and shoot two or three women. Finally when he figured that he had covered all of the continents and to the best that
his sources of reference had been able to identify about the origins of Homo sapiens. As he was resetting the coordinates for his office at the
same time that he left and he thought to himself, "Now to let Darwin's Theory of Evolution and Natural Selection do its thing."
The machine ended its trip exactly as planned. Grant ran a program from his laptop into the on board computer and in a flash the digital history
of his trip had been erased from the cylinder's computer's memory. He packed up and headed home. On the subway ride home the train was
almost empty. Of the few travelers, Grant was pleased to note that his little trip into the past seemed to have been a success. None of the five or
six women he saw in his commute had a bra size that could have been less than a D cup. By the time the subway reached his stop he had a
raging hard-on after watching the tits of these traveling companions bounce and jiggle with the series of bumps and jostles of the train. Hiding
the noticeable bulge in his pants behind his briefcase, he waited at the doors while the train stopped. The doors opened. Getting on at his stop,
loaded with shopping bags, was the same stacked redhead he had seen getting on the train this morning. She seemed to be wearing the same
blouse that she had been wearing earlier, except the front of the blouse was stretched so tight the buttons were straining to contain what must
have been boobs in the double or triple E cup range. Grant stood to the side and again gawked, just like he had this morning, as the knockers
wobbled and bounced barely being contained inside the blouse. God! They're huge. Man, they're beautiful. The doors were just beginning to
close when he realized that he still had to get off the train. Fighting to keep the doors open, he struggled off the train.
IV
By nine thirty he opened the door to the lobby of the building and he noticed that the air conditioning was still not working. Opening the door to
his apartment it was the smell of dinner cooking that hit him. "What the ...?" Jan, his (ex)wife calls from the kitchen "Is that you, honey?"
What's she doing here? I thought I'd changed the locks. "The least you could have done was call and tell me you'd be late." She appears in the
doorway of the kitchen. The tube top that she loved to wear so much is filled with...tits! Firm D cup boobs. Oh, thank you God! Jeez, I hope
she'll stay the night. "I'd invited Sal and Lou over for dinner and I expected you home at the usual time. Oh, great! Her two school friends who
were even flatter than she was! "We're just finishing up, go on in and sit down, I'll see what I can scrape together for you."
Grant slowly moved to the dining room. Sally and Louise were still seated at the table and were leaning forward talking quietly between
themselves. Sal was wearing a V neck tee shirt that must have been a men's XXL. It hung baggily off her petit frame and he red hair cascaded
down her shoulders and back. Grant couldn't properly gauge her size due to the looseness of the shirt and the veil of hair, but they were still
clearly visible (braless!) large D Cup tits, bigger than Jan's. Lou had been the smallest of the three with a flat chested A Cup and still was the
smallest, however her halter-top was now filled with a nice set of C cup breasts. He said his hello's and returned to the kitchen to once again
look at his (ex)wife. Not thinking about the content of his question and still not fully comprehending what had happened he asked her "What's
happened to your breasts?" Puzzled, she turned to face him, her brow furrowed. "Nothing? Why?" Attempting to recover, he stated "They just
look bigger, that's all." "Don't start with that again!" she said. "They're mine and mine alone and I've told you that over and over again. Last
week I thought it was made clear, and you even agreed that we'll not entertain the subject of enlargement ever, ever again!" With that she
abruptly turned and left the kitchen to rejoin her friends.
Grant was stunned. What had happened? Then it clicked. Due to his interference with the genetic make up of mankind, this was a new time and
place. A new time line. Because of Jan's D cup volume, Grant figured that at some point in the past he had decided to stay with Jan, as opposed
to the time line of the titless women where he had decided to leave. Now, he would refuse to let her go. But what she had just said about an
enlargement bothered him. What if she decided to leave because of what I've said? I can do this scene again, can't I? Hey, what if they were
even bigger and she didn't even know it? I gotta try something. I have to know for sure. Smiling to himself, he continued thinking. I think I'm
going to make one more stop. "I'm going out for a while, be back soon." He took a cab back to the office. Reentering the cylinder with all his
kit-and-caboodle, he recalculated the coordinates fifteen years before the present and he started his journey.
V
The machine stopped in a copse of trees outside of a public school. This trip would be more difficult than the last. If he were caught there could
be no explanation and no going back. The bell announcing the end of the school day finished ringing just as he opened the cylinder door. The
kids poured forth from the doorways. There she is, with those two friends! . It was all too obvious that Jan was a very late bloomer as she looked
as young, fresh and as flat chested as she had the day he would marry her. The other two, meanwhile, appeared to have finished and they looked
just as delicious as they had back at the apartment. He waited until three girls had passed his hiding spot and had traveled on a reasonable
distance to insure his safety. He takes aim, Damn! Missed. He hit the girl on the right. Reloading, his hands are shaking, palms getting sweaty.
They're getting farther away. The second shot hits the girl on the left. The three have now stopped and the two flanking Jan, that have been hit,
are looking for the source of their pain, the darts. Rushing madly he reloads, aims and shoots. The dart hits the one on the right again. Time is
running out. Soon those girls will sound an alarm and it'll be game over. He tries to load the fourth dart and he drops it. Quickly, with shaking
hands he picks it up and forces it into the chamber. Just as he releases the shot the girl in the middle bends down to pick up one of the three
previously fired darts. Stroke of luck. The fourth and final dart finds a home in the fleshy left buttock. Jan squealed and jumped. Grant waited
only long enough to see that his very last dart found its intended target and he started the sequence that would take him back to his own time.
Again, the machine ended its trip exactly as planned, at the exactly the same time as the last trip had ended. He erased the trip from the
computer's memory and he packed up and headed home. It felt like deja vous, except in reality for Grant it really was. He was pleased to be able
to ogle the redhead in the subway again, but this time he got off of the train first. Again the smells of dinner hit him when he opened the door.
Maybe it worked! Damn, I hope this worked! Jan calls from the kitchen "Is that you? The least you could have done was call and tell me you'd
be late." She appears in the doorway of the kitchen. This time the tube top is stretched almost to its limit. The F cup whoppers bounced gently
with the tapping of her foot. Oh, thank you God! "I'd invited Sal and Lou over for dinner and I expected you home at the usual time. Oh damn!
If Jan has changed like this, what about those two...' "We're just finishing up, go on in and sit down, I'll see what I can scrape together for you."
Grant, with trepidation, slowly moved into the dining
room. Sally and Louise were still seated at the table
and were leaning forward talking quietly between
themselves. Sal was wearing the same V neck tee
shirt, but it could hardly contain her. Yes! Still
braless! double F Cup tits. Lou wasn't so small any
more. Grant remembered that it was Louise who had
been hit by two of his darts. This time her halter-top
was filled beyond capacity, overflowing the top of
the straining garment. The top half of each breast
was exposed in all its creamy glory, with a hint of the
aureole peeking out over the top. Her whoppers
made honeydew melons look small in comparison.
Jeez, they gotta be – What? Triple F's, G's, no
maybe double G's? Wow! I can't even guess. They're
humongous. It seemed that not only had the serum
boosted genetic and pituitary activity and filled their
chests, but strangely the quantity of serum must also
have also been relevant in determining bust size and
volume in conjunction with puberty. Originally the
tests conducted on the serum had only been tested
upon the mothers of the infants. Perhaps there were
very pleasant 'side effects' which would be
determined when the infants reached puberty. I'll
have to get Quince to look into that.
This time he stayed, but Grant had lost his appetite, for food, so he retired to the living room with a stiff drink. During Jan's friends entire stay
he had been hard pressed to look anywhere else but at Louise's huge hooters and the deep dark crease of cleavage that looked all too inviting.
Louise and Sally helped Jan clean up after dinner. Grant sat back in the attached living room and watched the three sets of jugs bauble and
bounce as the moved in and out of the dining room, clearing the table and putting away the leftovers. Lastly it was Louise who came from the
kitchen with a dishcloth to wipe clean the dining room table. Leaning over it, she wiped the table, stopping to seriously scrub two or three spots.
Grant watched the undulating of the huge udders as they hung down from her inclined frame. The cleavage was alive as each mam did the bump
and grind, especially so during the scrubbing phases when they became positively animated. After the cleanup the three women joined Grant in
the living room. Jan brought out soft drinks in tall glasses filled with crushed ice. Thirsty, Louise chugged down the contents of her glass in one
long swallow. Almost immediately she visibly shivered from the cold of the drink and as a bonus for him, her nipples filled and bloated,
protruding into the tight stretched halter-top, like ball bearings. Grant sitting across from her enjoyed the sight of Louise even more. For the
remainder of their visit Grant watched the animated antics of these boobs as they shuffled and settled, bobbled, and bounced with each
movement and breath that Louise took. But the time seemed to pass far too quickly before Sal and Lou said their good-byes and left. He was
more than just a little sad to see Louise and her exploded rack leave.
VI
Now to 'apologize' to Jan for coming home late. "You worked too hard to made the dinner, just leave the dishes, I'll get them later. I'd like to say
I'm sorry for being late." He grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her to the/their bedroom. Her boobs bounced with each forced step. He had
her on the bed and had stripped both of them in record time. Her largess rested in a splayed fashion on her chest. They were full and firm. He
had a difficult time concentrating on the rest of her, as he was obsessed with her jugs. Their lovemaking was passionate. He kissed her, hugged
her, held her. The pressure of her voluminous tits against his chest, with the cigar butt nipples digging into his chest was driving him mad. He
rolled onto his back and she straddled his iron poker, slowly lowering herself onto it. Grant, with two free hands experienced a wealth of titflesh
that he had never had the chance to experience before. Jan rocked herself on his rigid tool, coming closer and closer to her release point. The
melon-sized jugs captivated Grant, wobbling and weaving above his head. He worked his fingers and thumbs on both of her nipples and she
groaned with delight. Her pace quickened to a frenzy and she was spent. She looks so happy. I'd never been able to do that for her before. "Your
turn." Jan stated breathlessly and they rolled over and he was now on top. Resting the weight of his upper body on one arm he started to pound
into her. With his free hand he mauled at her tits, squeezing, pulling, kneading. His pace increased and Jan started to respond again to her
pleasure center. Grant could not hold off any longer. His prick spat gobs of his seed deep into her love canal. She too was rocked by the
momentum and came again. Exhausted they collapsed together. He held her, fondling her tits as they fell asleep. The last thing he remembered
was Louise's cleavage.
He woke with a start. It was almost three in the morning. It had been nine long months since he had shared his bed with anyone. This aspect of
the new time line was going to take some getting used to. But there she was. The sheets were only pulled up to her waist. She was lying on her
side facing him. Her huge boobs squished together by the weight of her arm, which was draped across them. Grant blinked to refocus. His
manhood did not need the second confirmation to prepare for action. "Jan..." he nudged her. She groaned and rolled onto her back. The twin
puppies did their best impression of Jell-O free of the mold and finally came to rest, splayed and ready. "Jan..." He nudged her again. She was
coming to. He straddled her waist and put his plump pointer in the valley between the mountains and squeezed a healthy glob of KY jelly down
the length of it. "Jan..." She was awake now. "What are you doing?" Then she realized she wouldn't get an answer to the obvious. She hefted the
mounds of mammary meat and they swallowed his foot long. He started slowly. The lubricant jelly soon had the depth of her cleavage greased
and he slid in and out of the dark chasm. While she held her tits together he tugged and teased at her nipples. Grant could feel the volcano below
him awakening. With one hand he reached around and felt for the point where her thighs met, found her trigger button and gently massaged it.
She started bucking like a wild horse, but she still firmly clamped his cock in her cleavage. Her rocking and bouncing added a new dimension to
his tit fuck and he exploded. Streams of cum landed on her face and neck. Letting go of her hugeness she pulled him towards her. Her lips made
a firm seal around his shaft and her tongue licked the head clean.
Nudging him onto his back, she remained clamped on his member. Once she was on top she started to work her mouth down the length of his
softening tool. Grant never had his wife do this before, much less experience a titfuck. A titfuck is impossible to do with A cup tits. The
newness of both situations started to put the lead back in his pencil. With each throb of his dick she would move it farther down into the
recesses of her mouth. Grant soon exploded deep in her throat. Her breathing, through her nose, was labored as she struggled to swallow and to
breathe. Slowly she released her suction on his member and completely spent it flopped down and rested on his balls. Licking her lips and
scooping up what she could from his first blast she asked, "What brought that on?" "I couldn't resist. I'll tell ya' in the mornin'". "OK, Good
night then Grant." Good night Jan." She kissed him passionately and rolled over on her side with her back to him and he snuggled up to her with
his hand on her breast.
VII
Morning came too early. The alarm screamed. Grant, again awoke with a start. Two in a bed would have to take some getting used to again. It
wasn't a dream. Jan sat up in bed, her heavy breasts settling like water balloons attached to her slender torso. Grant watched her yawning and
stretching. The boobs waggled and wobbled as she worked the kinks out of her arms, neck and back. He was fixated. She stood up, with her
back to him. In the mirror across the room, he watched them bounce three or four times before they found the right spot to hang from. She spied
him watching her. "Com'on Grant, up n' at em." He broke his locked vision on her chest and looked at her. He smiled and got out of bed. He
watched her walk towards the bathroom. Her butt was tight and firm and he could see the muscles in her toned legs bunching and relaxing with
each step. How could I have thrown her away before? Jeez, I can be so stupid sometimes. The bathroom door closed. He glanced at the clock
and was rocked from his revere. "I'm gonna be late!" Throwing on some clothes, he opened up the bathroom door so he could be heard over the
sound of the shower. He paused. The light from the window on the far wall, above the bath and shower created a silhouette of the slim n'
stacked Jan. He was speechless as he watched her standing under the showerhead rinsing her hair. With each rapid movement of her hands the
shadow boobs bounced on the shower curtain. "Gotta go now. Love ya hon." Now I gotta go to work with my dick as stiff as a spike. Damn!
Sometimes I wish I didn't have to go in.
Grant took a cab into work so he wouldn't be late and he made it just under the wire. Sipping his hot coffee during his coffee break, he closed
his eyes and the images of Jan's F cuppers became superseded by Louise's bodacious huge triple G twin peaks. The vision of those undulation
udders during the after-dinner clean-up last night quickly brought his penis to its tumescent fullness and his jeans instantly became too tight. He
opened his eyes and shook his head to clear it. He looked up a number from his Rolodex. He picked up the phone and was about to dial. Damn,
I can't get involved with Louise. He put the phone back in the cradle and held out his hands like they would be hefting one of Louise's hooters
with both hands. But those tits... He started to pick up the phone again. Louise is too tempting. I gotta do something about it. Time to try another
trip and I hope this hunch works otherwise Louise and her twins'll ruin my marriage! He knew he had to take another trip.
At lunch he locked himself in the lab. He set the arrival time for the trip to be a year after his initial visit to the public school yard. He wanted to
be absolutely sure that the girls would have no recollection of his first trip. This time Jan was on the left as the three friends walked home from
school. Jeez. Louise must have been a rapid bloomer, as the sweater she was wearing showed almost three-quarters of her final double G size
in only one year! The double F's were a serious distraction. As they neared him in his hiding place, he heard them talking about boys and Louise
stated how they were absolutely crazy about 'boobs'. She'd be the one who'd know. Jan laughed, pushed her elbows behind her back, thrust her
chest forward and wagged her upper chest. Her growing E cup sized breasts weaved obscenely and that brought him back to reality. How could
they grow so fast? On the past trips, to the beginnings of mankind and the last trip to boost the bust of Jan and her friends, Grant had only used
darts that were about one third full. This time he had brought the last dart and it was full, equal to a triple dose of what he had been dispensing
during his other visits to the past. He had used the last of the serum to fill this, his last dart. Grant was bathed in cold sweat. If he screwed up on
this shot he could seriously mess up his life. He wanted to be sure of a hit this time so he would not wait nearly as long as he had the last time. If
he accidentally hit Louise with this dart he would not be able to live with himself, much less Jan. Louise would be absolutely huge if he hit her.
It was bad enough that his dick was already acting like a steel spike and she a magnet for it. If two thirds of a dart exploded her tits from C to
GG cups, how monstrous would the get if they started at the double G size and were boosted with a full dart of serum. He swallowed hard at the
thought of tits unimaginably big. His prick throbbed in his pants and told him that if he missed, it was 'Louise or bust'. The girls passed him
without seeing him. Jan was busy being the center of attention, shaking her tits. The girls were closer this time. Easier targets. He closed his
eyes and took a deep breath, aimed and gently squeezed the trigger. Bulls-eye! Again, he hit Jan in the butt. He made good his escape, arrived
back, seconds after he had left. The cock was doing the thinking. Cheap thrills, cheap thrills. He could not wait until he arrived at home to
confirm the assumption that was the basis of the last trip. While recalling the dramatic change in Louise in the space of one year, he set the time
for another trip one year after this last trip.
The day was a searing scorcher, with the temperature breaking all previous records. Louise had obviously got out early as she waited for her two
friends at the base of the schools front stairs. She mustn't believe in bras! The man's undershirt she was wearing fit her more like a bikini top.
She raised her arms and pulled her two foot long blond tresses away from her neck and back. The bulk of the mams were clearly visible through
the armholes of the undershirt. The material stuck to sweat soaked body. Even from where he was hiding her nipples were prominently visible
pushing their way outward against the thin gauzy material. Again his pants became too tight as his prick reacted to this blatant display of
sexuality. Jan and Sally came bounding down the school steps, their jugs bouncing dramatically with each step. "So they did suspend ya for
wearin' that shirt!" Sally called to Louise who just nodded. Grant watched the trio walk towards the spot he was hiding. Each footfall created a
jiggling of each of the three sets of sweater meat. Even Jan appeared to have finished he growing. He couldn't believe their size, noticeably
larger than Louise's. That's all I wanted to see. Triple H's! Now I can relax. Sally had not changed since she had maxed out at delectable double
F's a year ago. Louise had finally swollen to her gorgeous double G cups. Now to get home to Jan to see the final product. He pushed the button
to initiate his return and arrived back in the lab about two minutes after he had originally left it. He erased the computer's memory of both trips
and returned to his desk with out anyone seeing him with the rifle. Grant told his boss that he wasn't feeling well and that he was going home.
Again he took a cab. Strangely, time was of the essence; he couldn't wait. The visual tasting of Jan's expanded bust line prompted his haste. Jan
worked half days at a nursery school and he knew that she would be getting home about the same time he would.
VIII
Bounding up the stairs, two at a time, he was
breathless when he opened the door to the apartment.
"Hi honey, I'm home!" "I'm in the kitchen making
some lunch." came the reply. Grant hurried into the
kitchen and stopped in the doorway. She had her
back to him and was busy cutting something on the
counter. "What brings you home so early?" Honestly
he said, "I missed you." And those gigantic jugs of
yours. She had already changed from work and was
in her favorite tube top again. He could tell from the
weave in the material that it was tightly stretched,
more so than he could ever remember it being and
that it dug into the muscular flesh in her back. I don't
remember her being that tight and toned? Wiping
her hands on a towel she turned to face him. She was
smiling, glad that he was home early. "Guess you'd
like more of the action from last night, huh?" His jaw
almost dropped. He stopped himself, just in time. His
mind drew a blank. The tube top had the appearance
of an elastic band around a tennis ball. The beachball
sized mams exploded from her chest. They were
even larger than he had ever expected or wished for.
She wriggled her way out of the tube top, exposing
herself completely to him. "I'm glad you're home,
you can help me with my daily workout. Gotta keep
in shape to support these! And with that she pulled
her elbows behind her back, like she had done
before, thrusting her monsters up and out.
Now he understood what had happened. As women's bustlines burgeoned through time, genetically and physiologically, women's muscles had
bulked and enlarged, as they were forced to strengthen themselves in order to support the additional weight on the upper bodies. The whole
psyche of womanhood had also been forced to change from what he had been familiar with in the 'past'. The way that women thought about and
engaged in physical activity came about as a result of the cantilever effect that their huge hooters created. Grant was to learn later that, around
the world, young girls were 'programmed' in public schools, starting as early as kindergarten, into physical fitness as a way of life and just a
second nature part of being a woman. Society and Mother Nature had done this all in order to cope with the changes that he had initiated at the
dawn of mankind and that nature had fulfilled through the passage of time. Daily workouts! That's why her tush and legs had looked so good
this morning. He peeled his eyes away from her tits and appraised the rest of her. She was tightly muscled, not at all bulky. Her belly was flatter
than it had been this morning and it hinted at slight sculpturing of her abdominals. Jan watched him intently and without being told started to
pirouette slowly. Grant looked at her in profile. Soon he was looking at her from behind, again, but this time in a new light. He could see the
expanse of her chest was wider than her back was, with at least a quarter of each breast visible from behind! He also saw the chords of thick
muscle running the length of her back and around her sides, all natural adaptations designed by nature to ensure the survival of the species.
"Beautiful!" and he meant it. Inadvertently, Grant had rid the world of 'large' women.
"Since you're home, I'd like to try something new." she stated. She positioned Grant on his back, on the ground. The engorged phallus was
standing straight up. She squatted and her pussy had soon swallowed every inch of his prick. Adjusting herself, she assumed the push up
position and started to do push-ups. Grant was shocked, but damn did it feel good. She would rise up to the full extension of her arms, but her
nipples still touched his chest. During her controlled descent, her mams would spread out, mashing into him, completely covering his chest. And
the routine would be repeated. She did not stop, much less slow down. He couldn't believe just how erotic this was. His cock raged. He was
having trouble controlling himself from blasting. And she continued. God her pussy feels so tight this way. With a churning in his balls, he
exploded. She kept pumping for another half dozen strokes and stopped. "One hundred! Whew, I enjoyed that. I could tell that you did too!" She
smiled down at him. Grant nodded and smiled back. "You rest up, I've got to finish my routine, but when I'm finished I know I'll need a good
banging to loosen up after the work out." Her smile widened as she got up and so did his. This was going to be a good afternoon. And the rest of
my life could be even better.
IX
They are everywhere he looks. But there never seems to be enough volume. The women almost always, without exception, have breasts that are
too small. The air in the subway car is stifling. It is obvious that the air conditioning is not working again today. Had to grab this sixty-year-old
antique from the Nineties, didn't ya'. The press of the rush hour commuters is almost nauseating. Grant Riley looks at his female traveling
companions. DD Cup, DDD Cup, there's a double E - nice, another DDD, and that poor unfortunate sole would be lucky if hers were a single
D Cup. Now Jan's double J jugs, there's a set. he thought dreamily, I can hardly wait for this day to end to get my hands on those babies again.
For some of us, even D's are not big enough!

Facts about penis size

Facts about penis size
Written by Dr David Delvin, GP and family planning specialist and Christine Webber, psychotherapist

Even in this supposedly enlightened century, men fret about penis size. Though the vast majority of guys have more than enough bulk to perform well as lovers, there is a widespread masculine obsession that 'more would be better'.

We get a constant flow of emails and letters from males who are worried that they are 'too small'. Vast sums of money can be made by exploiting this obsession, but other than surgery, there is little that is clinically proven to increase penis size.

Any woman reading this article may find it puzzling that so many men are concerned about the length of their penis and wish they had 'just a couple of inches more'. But that's the way that a lot of men are.

Size matters
To the average man, his penis is, consciously or unconsciously, one of the most important things in the whole world. At an early age he discovers it and immediately becomes fascinated by it.

But then a note of uncertainty enters his mind: 'Isn't mine rather small?' Look at Dad's, look at big brother's, look at those in the men's changing room - and he asks himself if he will be as big as that.

And so he goes on through life, always a tiny bit sensitive about the size of his organ, always convinced that it would be nicer if it were just that little bit longer.

No matter how often it's written that penile size doesn't matter, and that women aren't attracted to a man because of the length of his organ, the average male continues to think the same way.

The average female cannot understand this obsession with penile measurement. So if you're a woman, never belittle a man's penis in bed, even as a joke, or say anything to indicate that you think it's small. The guy may take you seriously, and if he does, he'll be deeply hurt.

We have known men who have gone on to have problems with impotence (erectile dysfunction) after someone made an unthinking remark about their dimensions. But almost all of these men had a perfectly normal male organ. Each one just thought he was very small compared with other men.

It is also worth noting two points about women:

some women really dislike the idea of a large penis, and may be frightened by one that is too long.
some women are much more impressed by the thickness of a penis, rather than its length. This is because some females like the sense of feeling stretched round the entrance to the vagina – so if a guy is quite broad at the base of his penis, this can feel very exciting and satisfying to such women
A question of perspective
The trouble is that every man sees his own penis in a foreshortened view. The angle at which you look down inevitably makes your penis seem shorter than it is.

But when you glance at another man's organ, there's no such foreshortening effect, so very often it'll look as though the other guy is slightly better endowed.

A lifetime of comparison of this sort (and virtually every male does a quick mental check on each naked man he sees) can easily make you feel a bit inadequate. But it's important to realise the facts about penis length.

Average penis length
A non-erect penis usually measures between 8.5cm and 10.5cm (3-4 inches) from tip to base.

The average figure is about 9.5cm (3.75 inches), but this kind of precise measurement is rather valueless. Many factors can cause a temporary shrinkage of two inches or more, for instance cold weather or going swimming, so you needn't worry if you happen to fall short of the average figure.

Of course, it's true that some men have big penises and some have smaller ones, just as some men have small feet and some have big feet, but the measurement is not - repeat not - an index of virility.

Most people think that a tall man will usually have a large penis, but this is not entirely true. The distinguished American researchers Masters and Johnson measured the penile lengths of more than 300 men.

The largest organ was 14 cm (5.5 inches) in the flaccid state. It belonged to a slim man who was 5' 7" tall (170 cm).
The smallest penis measured 6cm (2.25 inches). It belonged to a fairly heavily built man of 5' 11" (180cm).
It's also worth pointing out that there is no correlation between penile size and race.

Average size of erections
We've talked about the length of the penis in its ordinary non-erect state, but how long should it be when it's erect?

Interestingly, most penises are very much the same size when erect.

The man whose non-erect penis is smallish will usually achieve about a 100 per cent increase in length during sexual excitement.
The man whose non-erect penis is on the largish size will probably manage about a 75 per cent increase.
This means the great majority of penises measure between 15cm and 18cm (6-7 inches) when erect, with the average figure being about 16.5cm (6.5 inches).
So you can see that even if a man has got a 'small' penis, he's got a built-in compensating factor that will bring him up to about the same size as the guy who appears to be 'better equipped' in the shower room.

Sex and women
Virtually every man forgets that it doesn't matter how long or how short your penis is, because the vagina will accommodate itself to any length.

The vagina of a woman who hasn't had a child is only 7.5cm (3 inches) long when she's not sexually excited. The figures for women who have had babies are only slightly different.
Even when aroused, a woman's vagina usually extends only to a length of about 10cm (4 inches).
This means any man's penis will fill her vagina completely, unless you happen to be one of those rare guys with an erect penile length of less than four inches.

You're probably now wondering how the average man with an erection of six inches manages to insert his penis into the vagina at all.

The vagina has the most remarkable capacity for lengthening if something is introduced into it gradually.

So the exceptional man whose erect penis is eight inches long can still make love to any woman, providing he excites her properly and introduces his organ very slowly. If he does this, her vagina will lengthen by 150 or 200 per cent to accommodate him.

What if I'm not happy about my penis size?
If you're really worried that your penis is the wrong size, go and see your doctor.

If you're not happy about consulting your GP on such an intimate matter, you could see one of the medics who spend their entire day checking men's penises. You can find these doctors at:

private 'well-man' clinics, but take care: a few of these are run by quacks
NHS urology clinics
NHS sexual medicine clinics
NHS genitourinary medicine (GUM) clinics
NHS family planning clinics, although these tend to be oriented towards women and don’t have much time to deal with males.
Brook advisory clinics (for the under 25s).
What treatments are there to increase penis size?
Many companies claim they know how to enlarge your penis - for a price.

We have recently been to several medical conferences at which leading experts have spoken about penis size and penis enlargement.

Their opinions on the various methods that are so widely advertised to the public can be summed up as follows.

Pills or patches for increasing penis size: a complete waste of time.
Penile enlargement surgery: of uncertain value and sometimes dangerous.
Penile enlargement exercises: probably pretty futile.
Penile suction devices: probably of little use.
Several European experts say that the relatively new stretcher or extender devices may sometimes be of value in giving a man a little extra length.

Surgery to increase penis size
A number of private clinics now offer operations that claim to make the penis look bigger. The expense of this type of surgery is very great and there is a risk of complications like bleeding, infection or deformity.

One surgical procedure that has become popular since 2005 is slicing through the ligament that supports the penis.

This makes the penis dangle more, so it looks longer when not erect. But it will make no difference to the size of your erection - and furthermore it won’t come up as high as it used to before the op.

Another type of surgery involves injecting your own fat into your penis to make it more bulky. This may not work, and it can lead to complications.

We recommend that you do not agree to undergo any surgery unless you have seen an NHS consultant urologist who feels that you really need penis enlargement surgery.

Penis stretchers (extenders)
Some urologists are beginning to use a special extending frame to try to stretch the penis.

These ‘stretchers’ are small rectangular frames that you wear on your penis for hours at a time, every day. They pull your organ out to its maximum length, and the idea is that it will gradually remain longer.

The devices are said to be undetectable under trousers.

There have been several reports from Italy and Spain by surgeons who claim a modest degree of improvement in length from this kind of traction.

We don't think these devices are some sort of miracle discovery, but one surgeon reported that a group of men achieved an average increase in length of 1.8cm after using the device daily for four months. This is less than three-quarters of an inch, but for some men this would be significant.

Stretchers cost between £150 and £200.

What treatments are there to reduce penis size?
Occasionally, a man with a big penis feels that he wants it reduced in size. This can be done, but there is quite a risk that the operation might go wrong.
Editor's Note;
In that case,no thanks-like my big one the way it is.

Again, we advise you not to have this operation unless an NHS consultant urologist has said it is necessary.

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And if she has a 153" chest (the measurement UNDER her breasts) then she is really fat, which she isn't. The measurement and cup size is totally wrong and just a marketing gimmick. Since 153" / 12" = almost 13" around, that's highly unlikely. However, if it's 153cm (60"), which is her measurement around the fullest part of her breasts), that's probably more like the real measurement. 60" - 36" (for her actual chest measurement) = 24" and X is the 24th letter of the alphabet. This would make her have a 36X bra measurement.

Jonah Falcon

Jonah Falcon The Man with the World's Biggest Penis ?
"Jonah Cardeli Falcon (born July 29, 1970) is an American actor and writer from New York City, who is known for his large penis."

When we first read that on that Wikipedia about Jonah Falcon, we assumed some of his friends had been up on Wikipedia, editing Jonah Falcon's profile and having a bit of fun.actually, in my human sexuality class i seem to remember hearing about a 14.5 inch human penis, but i’m not too sure where the author of the fact book got that informationon the Largest penis in the world

But no, it's serious.

From an article on Jonah Falcon from Rolling Stone:
When Jonah Falcon was in fifth grade, his class was allowed to use the school swimming pool. Like many ten-year-olds, the boy was modest and decided to change into his swimsuit in a bathroom stall. Locker-room noises ricocheted outside as Jonah dropped his pants. Then, silence. At first, he wondered if everyone had run away. He looked up and saw fingers wrapped over the top of his stall. Then more fingers. And eyes. His classmates, as many as could wedge themselves around the perimeter of the stall, had hoisted themselves up to peer at what Jonah had exposed.

Jonah did not know it was unusual for a ten-year-old boy to have an eight-inch penis. He was unaware that his organ was already longer, thicker and heavier than any owned by his classmates' fathers. All he knew was that the silence and the staring boys made him want to burst out of the stall and run away. But Jonah didn't run away or close his eyes. Pinned inside the toilet stall, pants scrunched around his ankles, he saw a new expression in the eyes of the boys. They looked, Jonah thought, to be in the presence of God.

The average adult penis, according to the Kinsey Institute, measures just under six inches when erect. Most men -- about eighty-seven percent -- are between five and seven inches. Dr. Alfred Kinsey found that the largest reported penis was a bit more than nine inches erect.

Jonah Falcon's penis is 9.5 inches flaccid, 13.5 inches erect. Tense your forearm. Now wrap your hand around the middle of the muscle. That is the girth of Falcon's erection. Those who have witnessed it describe it as "grotesque," "gorgeous," "hideous" and "stunning." Falcon, who stands five foot nine, thinks his penis is perfectly formed, with a fifteen-degree downward curvature at the six-inch mark and absent the blotching, lumpiness and sudden bends that mark some oversize sex organs. A penis this size functions, physiologically, like any other, according to urologists, a claim substantiated by Falcon. His balls are proportionately huge, each the size of a grade-A jumbo egg. When erect, Falcon's penis generates enough heat to warm hands -- campfire style -- from a distance of six inches.
Falcon’s penis as 9.5 inches (24 cm) in length when flaccid and 13.5 inches (34 cm) in length when erect.I've it desputed as maybe 1o inches-11 or 12.Big but not as big as reported.
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Good news guys and dolls, this huge dinked mother fucker goes both ways, so yes, he digs women and he digs men, yay! Hallelujah for being unselfish and sharing his giant meat stick with everyone, well, not everyone, but you know what I mean, he got enough love to go around and totally dosen’t discriminate.

From Wikipedia:

Jonah Falcon gained media attention after appearing in the 1999 HBO documentary Private Dicks: Men Exposed, in which men were interviewed in the nude about their penises. He also gained additional coverage after Rolling Stone did a feature story on him in June 2003.

In early 2006, he appeared in a documentary by UK Channel 4 called “The World’s Biggest Penis.” His large size also led him to several appearances on the Howard Stern radio program.

Rolling Stone reports Falcon’s penis as 9.5 inches (24 cm) in length when flaccid and 13.5 inches (34 cm) in length when erect.

He appeared as a background actor in NBC’s sitcom Ed (3 episodes), FOX’s Melrose Place (three episodes), Law & Order (as Juror #2) and Law & Order: Special Victims Unit (three episodes), HBO’s The Sopranos (one episode, as an orderly named Dave), Sex and the City (one episode), and the short-lived James Burrows sitcom Madigan Men (one episode). He also did work on A Beautiful Mind, The Good Shepherd, Death to Smoochy, and Eddie.
Falcon has also appeared in a segment of the British television show Yanky Panky, and performed in one musical showcase.
He can be seen in Just My Luck as Dean Cochran’s best man during the wedding scene.

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Oh my god, that is hot, I don’t even know if Rusty would be able to handle that shit, Tommy Lee, eat your heart out!!! And wow, this guy was actually in a shitload of stuff, he’s an actor by trade. Well I’ll be damned, who would have known?!
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Perhaps this was asked somewhere here, but I'm wondering who has the biggest and longest cock ever recorded ever. I once came across a site that claimed the biggest dick ever was measured around 13 or 14 inches-something like that, but you come across porn stars and people claiming measurement of 15 inches,16 inches,17 inches,18 and 19 inches.

Some think Jonah here might somewhere between 10 and 12-maybe 11-not 13