Banging Really Big Orhime
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
A loud creaking sound came from under Orihime, as her chair nearly buckled under her increasing weight. Panic sieved Ichigo and he looked around him to see if anyone was looking at Orihime. To his astonishment, everyone’s eyes were still directed towards the front of the class, where Mrs. Ochi was explaining in ten easy steps how to get your foot out of a bear trap using the Chaos theory. No one had noticed Orihime’s growth, not even Orihime, except him and Uryu. How oblivious could the class be?
Not willing to test how far Orihime could grow before someone noticed, Ichigo ripped out from behind his desk, grabbing Orihime’s hand and rushing with her towards the door. She had to bend her knees to fit through, but once outside the classroom, Ichigo spun around and addressed the teacher.
“I’ve got to leave with Orihime because…” Nothing came to Ichigo, so he said the first thing that came to mind. “…A black hole has opened up over Tokyo and I have to close it with a giant robot only me and Orihime cam pilot.”
Mrs. Ochi awing in amazement followed the sound of Uryu slapping his forehead at the pathetic excuse. “Good luck space cadet, just try to save Tokyo before second period.” Ichigo nodded, briefly wondering if the school had been built over a toxic waste dumping ground, how was such stupidity humanly possible.
“Wow, are we really going to pilot giant robots,” Marveled Orihime behind Ichigo. Turning rigidly to look at the still growing girl, Ichigo felt like screaming out in frustration over everyone’s lack of common sense. He instantly forgot about his frustration as Orihime passed the nine-foot marker and wasn’t stopping. He had to get her out of the school before her head went through the ceiling. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her forward towards the door. Most of her clothes had been ripped off her growing frame, leaving Orihime in a white pair of panties that had become a tiny thong and a shirt wrapped around a bosom that threatened to burst the flimsy top off at any second. She would o been an incredibly sexy sight to behold, but Ichigo was more focused on making sure no one saw her to admire her beauty. He got her out the backdoor, but not before Orihime bashed her forehead against the top off the doorframe. He had been pulling her pretty hard and Ichigo turned to her, worried he might of accidentally given her a concussion.
“Ouchy,” Orihime said mildly. Rubbing her forehead lightly with her palm, she removed her hand showing no bruise from her hard collision with the top of the door. Whatever had made her grow was also toughening up the usually frail girl. It finally dawned to Orihime what was happening, she looked down at Ichigo who was now eye to eye with her bellybutton. Orihime might have not been the most observant girl, but she was smart enough to figure out what was happening.
“This growth spurt is a big one,” she said before sniggering softly. Her giggles only made Ichigo more aggravated. He was confused, with no idea what was happening and that only served to get him riled up. Standing on his tiptoes and craning his neck up he was able to look at Orihime’s face past the huge swell of her breasts.
“This isn’t funny! Something strange is happening to your body and we have to do something now!” His angry tone went unnoticed by Orihime, who only tilted her head to the side, cat like, and smiled sultrily.
“Like fuck?”
Reasons not to have sex, sprung to Ichigo’s mind immediately, but they were squashed when the last button of Orihime’s top flicked against his forehead and her breasts went billowing out. Free of containment they wobbled around, one going up and the other bouncing down. they must of shook for over a minute before settling down and even then, every breath Orihime took made them shake even slightly. Perfectly round, without a blemish in sight, a very big, fat, erect nipple stood out in the middle of both, pointing to Ichigo like fingers. Each hard tit was bigger then Ichigo’s wrist and he wondered if he could fit one in his mouth. The areola was just as perfectly shaped as the boob, surrounding the nipple exactly. A soft flush covered the breast flesh, tantalizing the eyes. It was all too much to take in at one and Ichigo blanked out.
When he came to, he was being carried like a baby in Orihime’s huge arms towards the equipment shed. He looked at Orihime’s face, filled withy excitement as she ran towards the secluded shed. The door slid opened and Orihime let Ichigo drop to his feet. She closed the door and turned to Ichigo, her panties had been removed while Ichigo had been out, exposing the puffy lips of her vulva. Each fleshy fold dripped with arousal, leaving puddles between her feet. A primal instinct took hold of Ichigo that demanded that he screw this eleven-foot goddess in front of her. Everything else became secondary to fucking his brains out with the ultimate sexpot standing before him.
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he grunted, prying his pants down, exposing his ready member. It must have seemed like a toothpick to Orihime in her current size, but that mattered little to Ichigo. He would do her with what he had, no matter the size. Lying down on some mats, Orihime spread her legs for her small, but amazing lover. She beckoned him towards her with her finger, needing him now. He jumped at her, cock pointed at her primed box, ready to plunge into her heated insides. He landed n top of her, his weight not moving her eleven-foot body. His cock slipped inside her with a wet squishy sound. Warmth and wetness gripped his cock, covering it from root to head. Ichigo plunged his head between the crevice of Orihime’s breasts to soothe a cry. Orihime’s cries couldn’t be halted and they filled the shed as Ichigo plunged in and out of her sex at manic speed. She was so big, but her pussy retained the tightness of her original size. He pumped into her faster and faster, her juices pouring out of her at an alarming rate, coving his lower waist in her sweet nectar. Their sex had changed from tender love making to the random frenzy of hot animal fucking. It was a change that neither minded.
Not willing to test how far Orihime could grow before someone noticed, Ichigo ripped out from behind his desk, grabbing Orihime’s hand and rushing with her towards the door. She had to bend her knees to fit through, but once outside the classroom, Ichigo spun around and addressed the teacher.
“I’ve got to leave with Orihime because…” Nothing came to Ichigo, so he said the first thing that came to mind. “…A black hole has opened up over Tokyo and I have to close it with a giant robot only me and Orihime cam pilot.”
Mrs. Ochi awing in amazement followed the sound of Uryu slapping his forehead at the pathetic excuse. “Good luck space cadet, just try to save Tokyo before second period.” Ichigo nodded, briefly wondering if the school had been built over a toxic waste dumping ground, how was such stupidity humanly possible.
“Wow, are we really going to pilot giant robots,” Marveled Orihime behind Ichigo. Turning rigidly to look at the still growing girl, Ichigo felt like screaming out in frustration over everyone’s lack of common sense. He instantly forgot about his frustration as Orihime passed the nine-foot marker and wasn’t stopping. He had to get her out of the school before her head went through the ceiling. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her forward towards the door. Most of her clothes had been ripped off her growing frame, leaving Orihime in a white pair of panties that had become a tiny thong and a shirt wrapped around a bosom that threatened to burst the flimsy top off at any second. She would o been an incredibly sexy sight to behold, but Ichigo was more focused on making sure no one saw her to admire her beauty. He got her out the backdoor, but not before Orihime bashed her forehead against the top off the doorframe. He had been pulling her pretty hard and Ichigo turned to her, worried he might of accidentally given her a concussion.
“Ouchy,” Orihime said mildly. Rubbing her forehead lightly with her palm, she removed her hand showing no bruise from her hard collision with the top of the door. Whatever had made her grow was also toughening up the usually frail girl. It finally dawned to Orihime what was happening, she looked down at Ichigo who was now eye to eye with her bellybutton. Orihime might have not been the most observant girl, but she was smart enough to figure out what was happening.
“This growth spurt is a big one,” she said before sniggering softly. Her giggles only made Ichigo more aggravated. He was confused, with no idea what was happening and that only served to get him riled up. Standing on his tiptoes and craning his neck up he was able to look at Orihime’s face past the huge swell of her breasts.
“This isn’t funny! Something strange is happening to your body and we have to do something now!” His angry tone went unnoticed by Orihime, who only tilted her head to the side, cat like, and smiled sultrily.
“Like fuck?”
Reasons not to have sex, sprung to Ichigo’s mind immediately, but they were squashed when the last button of Orihime’s top flicked against his forehead and her breasts went billowing out. Free of containment they wobbled around, one going up and the other bouncing down. they must of shook for over a minute before settling down and even then, every breath Orihime took made them shake even slightly. Perfectly round, without a blemish in sight, a very big, fat, erect nipple stood out in the middle of both, pointing to Ichigo like fingers. Each hard tit was bigger then Ichigo’s wrist and he wondered if he could fit one in his mouth. The areola was just as perfectly shaped as the boob, surrounding the nipple exactly. A soft flush covered the breast flesh, tantalizing the eyes. It was all too much to take in at one and Ichigo blanked out.
When he came to, he was being carried like a baby in Orihime’s huge arms towards the equipment shed. He looked at Orihime’s face, filled withy excitement as she ran towards the secluded shed. The door slid opened and Orihime let Ichigo drop to his feet. She closed the door and turned to Ichigo, her panties had been removed while Ichigo had been out, exposing the puffy lips of her vulva. Each fleshy fold dripped with arousal, leaving puddles between her feet. A primal instinct took hold of Ichigo that demanded that he screw this eleven-foot goddess in front of her. Everything else became secondary to fucking his brains out with the ultimate sexpot standing before him.
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he grunted, prying his pants down, exposing his ready member. It must have seemed like a toothpick to Orihime in her current size, but that mattered little to Ichigo. He would do her with what he had, no matter the size. Lying down on some mats, Orihime spread her legs for her small, but amazing lover. She beckoned him towards her with her finger, needing him now. He jumped at her, cock pointed at her primed box, ready to plunge into her heated insides. He landed n top of her, his weight not moving her eleven-foot body. His cock slipped inside her with a wet squishy sound. Warmth and wetness gripped his cock, covering it from root to head. Ichigo plunged his head between the crevice of Orihime’s breasts to soothe a cry. Orihime’s cries couldn’t be halted and they filled the shed as Ichigo plunged in and out of her sex at manic speed. She was so big, but her pussy retained the tightness of her original size. He pumped into her faster and faster, her juices pouring out of her at an alarming rate, coving his lower waist in her sweet nectar. Their sex had changed from tender love making to the random frenzy of hot animal fucking. It was a change that neither minded.
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