Disclaimer: Big belongs to 20th Century Fox. This story is not-for-profit but
I own it.
Warnings: Voyurism, female solo sex, male solo sex, male/female sex, strong
Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.
Summary: 13-year-old Josh describes what his 30-year-old self and Susan had
done on their first date night together.
Other Notes: This story is based on a picture entitled 'White Robe' by an
artist named Eric Wallis.
Dedications: None so far.
Big: Susan In A White Robe
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])
Hi, there. My name is Josh Baskin and at first, I had thought of myself as
living a life as a short person and there was nothing that I was able to do
about it but that was before I had gone to a carnival with my family and was
unable to go on any of the rides because of my size which had caused me to
walk away from the last ride that I had tried to get myself to ride on with a
depressed look on my face before I had looked at this one old-fashioned
fortune-telling machine that had the words 'Zoltar Speaks' on it and I had
decided to put one of my coins inside of it, close my eyes and say that my
wish was that I want to be big.
And after I had made my wish, a card had popped itself out of a small slot
just in time for me to pick it up and noticed that it had the words 'Your
Wish Is Granted' on it but just as I was about to go look for someone who was
operating the arcade at the carnival at that time and ask that person how was
it able to switch itself on and do all of that other stuff without being
plugged in, a sudden rainstorm had just appeared and caused everyone within
the general area to get themselves out of there and head for shelter which
was exactly what my family and I had done before we had all changed into our
pajamas and had gone right to sleep.
But as soon as I had woken myself up the next morning, gotten myself out of
bed and walked into the bathroom to wash the sleepiness out of my eyes, I had
looked at my reflection in the mirror and discovered that instead of looking
at the reflection of a 13-year-old boy, I was looking at the image of a 30-
year-old man and that had caused me to rush myself back into my bedroom, take
that card that I had gotten out of that Zoltar machine out of my pants
pocket, stared at those very words and say to myself, "Oh, my God!" which
had caused me to go into my parents' bedroom and put on some of their
clothes -- since mine were unable to fit me anymore -- before I had carried
my baby sister Rachel down the stairs and placed her in the same kitchen with
my unsuspecting mom.
But after I had quickly stepped out of the house, gotten on my bike and rode
myself as fast as I had possibly could to the site of the carnival, I was
shocked to discover that it had already left town and had taken the only
thing that would change me back into a 13-year-old boy -- which happens to be
the Zoltar machine -- with them which had given me no choice but ride my bike
back to my house and give explaining the whole thing to my mom but that had
only resulted in causing her to let out a bone chilling scream and threaten
to kill me with a large kitchen knife which had -- in turn -- caused me to
run out of the very house that I was suppossed to be living in and head
straight over to the school, where I had tried to get some help from my
13-year-old best friend whose name is Billy Kopecki, who I was able to
convince who I really was with this one song that only the both of us happen
Anyway, after he had gotten a fresh batch of cleam clothes and some cash for
me, both Billy and I had taken a bus ride to New York City, where I had no
choice but to rent a room for myself at the Saint James Hotel and stay there
until we had found the Zoltar machine and I had used it to wish me back to
normal but until then, both Billy and I had gone over to this one place known
as the MacMillan Toy Company and I had allowed him to help me with the
application and stuff like that and believe it or not, it was because of the
stuff that Billy had helped me with that I had gotten myself hired and placed
in a data entry job.
But that was on this one Saturday that I had decided to go check out the
coolest toy store in the entire world known as FAO Schwartz, which was where
I had met the head of the MacMillan Toy Company himself -- Mister 'Mac'
MacMillan -- and I was able to impress him with my personal knowledge of each
and every toy in the entire store, which had caused him to take me out of my
data processing job and made me become his company's Vice President -- by the
way, I'm sorry to had been driving you crazy on my first day on the job, Ms.
Patterson -- which had caused one of the other executives known as Paul
Davenport to become this big overgrown cry-baby.
But sure enough, I was also able to find myself falling in love with this one
MacMillan Toy Company executive, a truly beautiful babe whose name happens to
be Susan Lawrence, who I had invited over to my new place in Manhattan for a
sleepover and was in my new office to do some first aid on me after Paul had
started pounding both of his fists right into my face on a nearby playground
and who happens to be this one beautiful lady who had invited me to go out on
a night on the town with her and allowed herself to have a really great time
But of course, that was before we had gone back to her place, where we had
kissed each other ever so passionately on the lips and moved ourselves into
the bedroom, where she had placed her gentle hand on my cheek and said, "Why
don't you go ahead and make yourself comfortable. I'll be back in a minute.
", before she had taken this white robe out of a dresser and walked with it
into the bathroom and after she had closed the door, I had suddenly found
myself taking all of my clothes off and placing my bare-ass naked body on the
bed just in time for Susan to step out of the bathroom with only the slightly
opened white robe over her nude body.
And as soon as she had started pumping two of her fingers in and out of her
hot, wet pussy and carressing her own tits with the other hand, my cock had
suddenly became stiff as a board and I had found myself stroking that stone
hard dick of mine just in time for Susan to place herself on the same bed and
allow me to start licking all over her nude body -- all the way down to her
hot, moist snatch and carressing her firm breasts before she had placed her
hands on my bare shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it,
Josh! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"
And after I had turned myself around and allowed Susan to start sucking on my
stiff cock, I had suddenly realized that it was thanks to that Zoltar machine
that I was able to enjoy each and every minute of the experience of pure and
untamed sexual pleasure before I had placed my stone hard dick inside Susan's
asshole and used each of my hands to carress both her hot and steamy cunt and
stiff mounds, causing a sexually-charged Susan to place one of her hands on
my bare shoulder and the other hand on my bare arm and yell at the top of her
lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, JOSH! TOUCH ME! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT
OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"
Then, after the both of us had started moving ourselves harder and faster and
our lovemaking has finally located the Zoltar machine and made its own wish,
both Susan and I had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and fell asleep
with our naked arms in a lover's embrace while the other residents of the
Manhattan section of New York City had kept on doing their normal daily
routines and yet, it was on the very next day that I had arrived for another
day of work that I had asked Ms. Patterson to make me a cup of coffee and
started allowing the friendship that I had been having with poor Billy to
fall apart but to tell you the truth, I really do have Paul to thank for
making me realize that I was really not ready to be an adult yet.
As for Susan, after I had walked out in the middle of a meeting and took a
cab over to where Billy had said that they had spotted the Zoltar machine, I
had placed myself in front of that thing, unplugged it, placed a coin in the
slot and began banging on it until it had finally started up and asked me
what my wish was and after I had done that, a concerned Susan had parked her
car and rushed herself over to me just in time for another card to pop out of
that same small slot and poor Susan had suddenly realized that what I had
told her on our second night together was the truth but I had invited her to
make her wish and come with me, only to have her say 'thanks but no thanks'
and I really do understand that.