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Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

Ohmigod omigod ohmigod. Is he really saying this? My heart starts faster. Is he really, really saying this? I bite my plump lower lip to keep from sighing aloud. I know I know I know...I have to hold back...slow is best...I don't want to scare him... Oh honey we'd never be unequal... I manage, knowing I have to say what he wants to hear, we don't have to become...like that... I move in closer and put one hand up, from under the water, into his chest. It could be just once, to ease the struggle a little bit... I'll say anything at this point. We wouldn't change that much, I continue, if it was just once, just one time... I look at him, at my precious, precious man. His thick, tousled hair already starting to dry, his hazel eyes again avoiding mine. My pulse races quicker...would he let me do it...here? How bad could it be, right? I ask, If you lost just a little bit more? It'd feel so good, right? Already, I think, my shoulders are broader than his I might actually outweigh him as well. But at this point, we're just about the same height. If we were to...relieve him, I would end up taller than he is. But I can't say this...what man wants to be smaller than his wife? I have to do this right. Subtley, as subtley as I can manage, I rise up a fraction, allowing the top swells of my big breasts to break the surface of the water, covered by the slick smooth cotton of my yellow tee. It's the inner voices making me do this, the urges. It's not me, it's not Valerie Stone, dutiful wife and partner who wants to grab hold of his huge, hard cock and... stop . But he's looking at my breasts oh god he's looking at my breasts. I bite my lip again and let him look. It's the virus doing this, I know...but it feels so right. We can do it, honey, I whisper, moving closer still, just once...
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

I'm mesmerized by her right now. Everything she says makes perfect sense. Ultimately, I don't want to agree with her but I find myself unable to resist. Her eyes are such a dark green, and so deep I could easily get lost in them. Her face is slim, with a cute nose. Her lips have gotten fuller since she was affected by the virus. My god, if she was to pout over anything... adorable. And her skin. It was always smooth it now, I want to touch it so badly. Her silky dark brown hair is down and also looks softer than ever. Part of it is plastered wetly onto her nicely tanned shoulders, and, well, hanging over the bulges in her yellow shirt. She's come out of the water and two beautiful swells are visible. I can't help but look. I don't want to think about certain parts of her, even if they may be appealing. Her shoulders, they may be wider than mine, but no, I can't. That's just a trick of the eyes right? Based on her new curves and my, degraded muscles, she may very well weigh more than me... that's embarrassing. I can feel myself weakening further when her hand rests on my chest. Oh god... this is happening, isn't it? At this point I'm barely able to focus on what she's saying, and my cock is pulling painfully at my swimsuit. When I hear her mention me being smaller, and it feeling good, I quickly snap back to reality and panic slightly. No! I mean, no hun. I'm sorry... I didn't mean to yell... I back away from her quickly, to the side of the pool, forcing myself to look everywhere but at her. I can't, we shouldn't... I need to remain how I am. I don't want to be smaller than you, weaker than you. My shame rises to my cheeks at the thought. She was able to get into my head so easily... calm down... calm down. I dunk my head quickly again. I'm... sorry Val. Pl... please understand. God, I'm so shaken up...
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

He's not ready. I don't argue. I know it won't help, and I know I shouldn't. I listen, and I understand. He's a proud man, and this is hard. It's hard on all of them, watching us get bigger as they get to be...less. It's shameful, it's emasculating, becoming smaller than your partner, watching her grow as you shrink under the needs of your own failing body. And for him, it's even worse...I'm his wife. I follow behind him, slowly, in the pool. I give him his space, I let him talk. When he comes to the edge of the pool I let him stand there, arms up on the side, and cool down. I listen some more, until he's finished. Then, from behind him, I give him a hug. My breasts squash wetly into his back. I'll go inside and make you some breakfast... I whisper, into his ear. And with that, I'm gone. He's not ready...yet.
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

I hold my breath as she hugs me from behind... Oh, God... that feels so, amazing. I need to resist the urge to turn around right now and, and, bury myself in that softness. Okay, Val. Thank you... I don't trust myself to say anything more. As she goes inside to make breakfast, I breath a sigh of relief, and have to resist the urge to turn and watch her walk into the kitchen. I can only imagine how that shirt is clinging to her amazing curves right now. It's easier, much easier, now that she's removed herself from this situation. At the same time, however, part of me is intensely disappointed, by both the removal of her large, soft breasts from my back and the passing potential to finally achieve some much needed relief. Even the feeling of her arms wrapped around me like that was oddly pleasing. They were, bigger... stronger. No... Jack, control yourself. You don't need it. You want it very badly, sure, but you can go without it. You HAVE to go without it. After a few more minutes of sitting in the pool, and trying to calm myself down, I get out of the pool and walk inside. I did manage to calm myself a little bit, but not enough. I sneak inside and dart towards the bedroom without her noticing. I spend some time there, slowly getting dressed being in more than a simple swimsuit helps calm me further, before making my way downstairs to the kitchen. Since seeing her in the pool, there is a sense of dread hanging over me, a sense that something will happen, soon, and I won't be able to resist it. At the same time, it excites me. However, knowing it excites me is humiliating, and degrading. I don't want to look forward to something like that... I really don't. So... what have you decided to cook? I'm trying to keep the conversation innocent. I still can't bear to look at her, and have to put a ton of effort into keeping my gaze elsewhere.
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

Pancakes! I exclaim, looking to my right as he comes through the living room and climbs up into a stool at the countertop bar that separates it from the kitchen. I am excited myself - pancakes! With the electricity on, the griddle works! Take advantage now...who knows how long it'll last? I'm just finishing up my first batch and start to plate a few for him. I've changed into a large, blue denim button-down that falls past my hips. For now it's just a pair of panties below, but I know I'll have to put something else on if we decide to go in to the offices today. He'll want to, I know, to see if we have electricity there, too. And then he'll want to work, to find out more about the state of the electric grid, to write... But for now let's get him fed. Don't these smell great ?? I ask, pouring warm syrup over a tall stack for him. I'm not going to say anything about earlier, in the pool. I know he needs his space, right now. I put the plate in front of him, up at our bar, and smile warmly. Eat up!
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

Thank you Val. These smell delicious! I appreciate her getting dressed, and not mentioning anything about what happened in the pool. It's on my mind, and proving difficult to get rid of. These pancakes will prove to be an added distraction I love her pancakes. I reach for the plate and dig right in, and they are indeed delicious. It doesn't take me long to finish the ones she'd set in front of me. I do notice in the back of my mind that the stool is higher than normal. Well, it's actually the same size, but, you know. I've gotten used to it though, as much as getting used to this new size is a tad humiliating. I just hope I don't have to readjust again... So, ummm, I was wondering if you'd like to head into the office today. If electricity is back up there too, well, we could get a lot done. If you don't want to, that's fine. I'm just feeling very eager thinking about it. At the same time, part of me dreads this. All of the men have left but himself and one other due to the virus, being a lot more advanced in that degree. After a certain point, none of them are able to handle the work... and I fear that, but no... that won't happen to me. On another note, almost all of the women would be... well... larger. Around Vals size at least, with some even bigger. They have men feeding their growth almost every day. Thinking about it terrifies me, but excites me. I hate myself for getting excited over this sort of thing, but their breasts... hips, thighs... oh God, I'm getting excited again. Calm down Jack, calm down. My eyes gradually fall on my wife again. She's beautiful, and toned. Looking at her legs I can tell they're already quite strong, and fill out the button-down almost perfectly. My mind drifts now, thinking about what she would look like after another spurt of growth... and then another, and another...
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

I smile, when he mentions going in going in to the city, to check on the offices and presses, to work on the paper today. I know him so well! It's what motivates him, day to day, it's what gets him out of bed...being a journalist, still. Getting information to the people. So much of it so horrible, in the aftermath of the disease. So much of it so devastating, discovering what's been lost. And so much of it - he's just now finding out - so disturbing, seeing what's rising from the ashes... I also smile feeling his eyes on me, on my figure. It's hard to hide, it really is, even in a big, loose shirt like this, how big my butt's gotten, how my chest has grown. My legs...they're like someone else's legs, a weightlifter's or something. But I smile, I can't help it, feeling his eyes on me... ...for his sake, I don't get too close, during breakfast. I eat opposite him, standing at the stove across the bar. We talk. Breakfast is...nice. ------------------- I let him drive us in to the city today. Like most of the survivors, we've taken our pick of the thousands of now-unused vehicles littering the city and suburbs, where we still live. I chose something useful - mine is a big, white, luxury SUV and I've had the same one for months. Jack, on the other hand...well, I'll let him explain it if he cares to. The man likes his cars. All I care to know about this one is that it's red and Italian and that my legs barely fit in it. And it drives real fast, like we're doing now down our very, very quiet neighborhood streets. Most of the houses are kinda like ours - architectural ranches, some colonials and Victorians - but most are abandoned. We're some of the only people left out here in the suburbs most everyone has gravitated slowly into the city, where a new population has begun to congregate, a new community start to grow. We haven't moved - yet - because Jack feels there would be too much pressure, too many expectations that he and I should start...things. And he's probably right...we're probably better being out here, a little off the grid for now... SO WHO DO YOU EXPECT WILL COME IN TODAY?? I yell, over the roar of the engine as we speed down the streets. I don't know why he drives like this but whatever. MARIE AND TONI SAID THEY'D BE IN, I continue, trying not to be nervous as we skid around a corner, AND HOPEFULLY HENRY WILL MAKE IT IN TO LOOK AT THE PRESSES...IF LISA LETS HIM...
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

I get irritated when she mentions some of the people who we'd maybe see today. Henry should be in today, Lisa be damned! I know they progressed further then Val and I have but God damn it, Henry is a good friend, and she's not his boss or mother. We would never get to that point. If Val ever treated me like that, well, there'd be hell to pay. Marie was a bit different though. Whereas I didn't have to spend much time talking to and meeting with Lisa, Marie was always around when I went into the office. I often got the impression Marie flaunted her status, used it as a status symbol around whatever men or women were present. She probably even enjoyed belittling and humiliating men in public. I'm not really sure... I'll be honest hun, the office isn't as friendly to men anymore. I get angry, and nervous sometimes when I'm there. I'd rather just check up on things and do some work on my own, then hopefully get out of there without having to really talk to anyone. I too had to yell over the car engine. It was loud, but what the hell. I didn't enjoy much in this new world so at the very least I'd enjoy what I could. It was a shame there weren't more people to see me driving a Lamborghini. Never thought I'd see the day myself. Dealing with the women was difficult. They were always making advances. Marie, though she didn't often come onto me, was the worst. She never missed an opportunity to treat me poorly. Not to mention she was so... big. It scared me, intimidated me. As much as I'd hate to admit that. We were almost at the office now. I was feeling good about it but the slight bit that Val said got into my head. I was nervous now, apprehensive. I hoped today would go smoothly, but I had this nagging sensation that today wouldn't go as well as I'd hoped. I pulled into the parking lot and began gathering my things. I know I sounded bitter when Val brought up our co-workers. I hope I hadn't made her feel bad or anything. She was the best of all the women I'd met since the virus hit. I'm not just saying that because she's my wife. She hasn't changed how she acts, or how she treats me. She's even been respectful of my space and desires. I've heard that can be... difficult? Apparently men aren't the only ones keeping sexual desire in check.
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

When we get into the office building, I'm struck first by how different the whole place looks with the lights on! Even just the lobby, the hallways...it's not as creepy scary abandoned looking as it had been seeming. And when we get into the suite of offices we've been using...it's even better. The five of us survivors from the original company plus the other few women who have drifted in over time to help us publish our little newspaper over the past couple months have kept the offices looking relatively nice. Functional, at least...as functional as a news company can be without computers, phones or electric coffee makers. Well, at least now we'll have coffee. The phones and of course the Internet are a thing of the past. The systems went down soon after the virus hit, and though there's always talk of working to get them back on line, we all know that's a massive undertaking. The new government that's been forming has basically taken control of all the utilities and while we don't have running water or phones or, like, much...at least now we have lights. That's encouraging, right? Maybe this collective government isn't as bad as Jack makes it out to be... So, Marie and Toni are here, talking with Selma, Dina and Denise in the conference room over stacks of papers. That tall, blonde woman from the government that's been dropping by a lot recently is in there, too...she's nice, though I know Jack doesn't trust her. I give them all a wave through the glass wall as we walk by while Jack is drifting over to his desk, away from the meeting. He seems apprehensive. Though he may be at the presses, I don't see Henry or his wife yet...probably for the best, though I know Jack would like to talk with Henry. Hey, hon... I offer, coming up behind Jack as he settles into his desk chair, wanna go in to see what everyone's chatting about?
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

I try to avoid making eye contact with as many people as I can. They all serve as constant reminders as to what's happened since the virus hit, especially Marie. She's just, too big to ignore. I can't help but glance at her when we walk by the conference room. Val comes into my office as I'm settling down. She knows I'm probably in a somewhat sour mood. I did say I'd make an effort today. As much as I don't want to spend any time talking with the women, maybe I should. It could help give the impression to Val that I'm feeling alright today. Ya, sure... I didn't expect everyone gathered there so maybe it's best if we find out what's going on. I smile at Val and lead the way to the conference room. I haven't noticed as many of the changes around the office as Val, though I do smell coffee, and appreciate being able to see print more clearly. Reading and editing in the dark is difficult, obviously. We arrive at the conference room and I open the door, going in first. I know some of the women present will see even this as weird. A lot of them believe a woman should always lead a man nowadays. Everyone looks at me, some with lust and curiosity, some with disdain or disregard. Now that I'm closer to her, Marie actually looks even bigger than I remember. Shes so, tall, and muscular. Not to mention how ridiculously big her boobs and ass are, and her thighs are so... thick. She must have taken more from whatever poor guy got stuck with her. Hello, everyone. I didn't expect that a meeting would be held today. May I ask what's up? I tried to be calm and polite but I could tell my anxiety was showing through. I can't help but stare at Marie. I look away after a few seconds though I can't let Val see me staring like that...
Thread: In Over His Head (Lady Arachnia x Translucentfeathers)

It was the middle of winter and the weather fit the season. It was cold with a glacial wind whipping through the city and rain hammering down on to the streets to make the whole thing a miserable experience. Despite the weather though the nightlife was still thriving. Students looking to forget about their studies, desperate men hoping to get laid and groups of workers trying to drown out the thought of their miserable jobs were just a few of the kinds of people who were in the bars tonight. Redge fit in to to both the second and the latter group of drinkers. He worked as an IT technician for a banking firm and it without a doubt sucked. Redge stood around five foot eleven and had scruffy brown hair that came down to around his shoulders. He wore a black star wars shirt over the top of blue denim jeans. On his feet were relatively plain brown shoes. Behind him was his coat and infront of him his fifth pint. The last of his companions had hooked up with some girl now and the two of them had slinked away leaving Redge entirely by himself. He gave a deep sigh and looked around the nightclub considering just packing in and going home for the night. He could at least watch a few episodes on netflix and go to one of his subscribed adult websites.
Thread: In Over His Head (Lady Arachnia x Translucentfeathers)

RE In Over His Head Lady Alegra x Translucentfeathers The heavy thrum of music and the scenery of the club, all of the blatant emotions on display, people writhing and twisting on the dance floor as they sought a way to escape the world they lived in....it was heady and gave him a contact high. Dominic surveyed the dance floor with a cool expression, his amber gaze unimpressed and slightly bored even if he felt a bit buzzed from the sexual energy this place held. They were all so...easy. Easily lured, easily captured and easily fed upon. Of course, his tall six foot two frame and broad shoulders that tapered off into a lean, trim waist helped. Dominic leaned against the pillar, arms folded over his chest as he considered the people occupying the club. It would be easy to lure someone from here, just a bit of charm and a flash of a smile, a light touch on their arm allowing him to tap into their subconscious desires to use to his advantage. It was all so...asinine, though. Dominic frowned, lifting his beer to his lips as he wondered if there was anything left by way of a challenge to be had. Women and men alike fell into bed so easily, most didn't even need him to try, they came willingly like sheep to the slaughterhouse to be drained. A large hand smoothed through his dark black hair as he debated leaving when he picked up on a tendril of energy, of unsated want. It had an interesting feel to it, and Dominic glanced briefly to the bar for its source where he noticed a lone man drinking. Pushing off from the pillar he approached, anot expression of disappointment mirroring the other man's coming easily as he sat at the crowded bar in the only stool unoccupied, next to him. Beer please, he said briefly, his deep voice catching the attention of the bar tender as they went about grabbing him a new one. Then, glancing at the brunet next to him he inclined his head with a grimace, lifting his drink in a mock toast before polishing the last of it off as he waited for the next. You don't mind if I join you, do you? He asked casually as he glanced over st the other man. My ride ditched me for some herpetic infested blonde about twenty minutes ago, he groused with a shake of his head, before reaching out and offering a hand, Name's Dominic.
Thread: In Over His Head (Lady Arachnia x Translucentfeathers)

RE In Over His Head Lady Alegra x Translucentfeathers Redge was halfway through his pint when the other man joined him. He quickly glanced over at him and gave him a look over, this guy definitely stood out. Redge wiped away at his mouth to remove the froth of his beer before replying. Sucks man, I know the feeling. I'm Redge. He spoke lower and with a slight grumble to his voice. He took another mouthful of beer and straightened up. My work mates all sodded off and left me high and dry. His accent was clearly british as he spoke despite a clearly unbritish name. He wondered for a moment how some one who looked quite as handsome as Dominic did had ended up all alone in a bar like this. A quick look around reafirmed his belief that this one could likely end up with many of the people in the bar. Redge wasn't one to turn down company though, he'd spent the last hour alone and it was draining. So, not on your way home then? I was considering leaving myself with how the night has been going. he said in an attempt to strike conversation.
Thread: In Over His Head (Lady Arachnia x Translucentfeathers)

RE In Over His Head Lady Alegra x Translucentfeathers Dominic shrugged slightly, brow arching in a bit of amusement as he did, Because I was hoping some drunken bar conversation would be better than a random cabbie's attempts at small talk. Are you not having much luck tonight as well? It was curious, Redge was good looking, perhaps he had high standards or simply wasn't in the mood...regardless, a dark hungry part of Dominic knew he wouldn't be letting this one get away. There was something about him, his energy, that felt like it would be to his tastes. Dominic smoothed a hand over his own jawline as he considered it, the dark stubble raking over his fingers before he took his new beer from the bar tender and took a long pull from it. Would think with an accent like that you could have your choice of anyone here dropping their pants for you. Where are you from originally?