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| Centimeter by centimeter he watched his cock grow thicker,
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| spreading Christa's cunt ever wider in its wake. Both of her hands came
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| down to grip the base of his cock as she looked down in disbelief. At
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| least six inches were outside of her now, and she had taken him nearly all
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| the way before. Curt opened his eyes and stared in disbelief. He was
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| growing even faster this time! His cumming continued to make him buck
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| like a bronco as his shaft grew ever more horse-like. Thicker and longer
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| -twined with huge, thick veins- his erection plowed into Christa's tight
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| bush like a dog trying to fit into a rabbit hole.
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| "Ahhh! Curt! Omigod ... you're goin' too ... far!"
| | '''PSA 10-6-15:''' Class is currently only on MONDAY. THURSDAY meetings are not happening until a second instructor starts again. |
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| Drastically, Curt tried to pull himself out of Christa before he
| | '''PSA 4-6-15:''' As of today, attend PyClass on MONDAY and THURSDAY. Monday in the Turing classroom will replace the Tuesday session. |
| hurt her. Her moaning and bucking were intense and -just before he could-
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| he felt himself hit a massive climax. Rigid, he watched as his cock
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| rocketed upwards in size, spreading her cunt lips and making her squeal
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| half in pain, half in ecstasy. His balls pumped and churned as they lay
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| heavy on his thighs. In shock he looked at them, tangled in their mass of
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| pubic hair. Each was larger than a large grapefruit! His shaft had to be
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| at least three and a half inches across and nearly sixteen inches long!
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| The spasm began to fade, but the tingling in his balls remained. Orgasm
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| subsiding, Curt felt his body grow limp in its wake.
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| Slowly, Christa pulled off of him and slumped next to him on her
| | '''PSA 1-26-15:''' Thursday in the Church Classroom will replace the Wednesday session. |
| bed.
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| His massive rod stood up from his midsection like a bent flagpole.
| | '''PSA 10-1-14:''' PyClass starts at 7:00 PM, try to come a few minutes earlier. We want to finish up by nine so people can hack or catch their preferred train home. You can come at any time, but YMMV (your mileage may vary). |
| Gobs of his cum dripped from Christa's stretched cunt as she panted for
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| breath and rubbed her delicate hands over Curt's chest. Opening her eyes,
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| she glanced at Curt's waist and shook her head slowly. "God, Curt... I
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| don't believe it." She smiled, and nuzzled the smaller man's neck -her
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| glistening breasts pressing against his chest. "Th' bigger th' better,
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| I've always said... I don't think I've Ever been this turned-on!"
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| Curt returned her smile and kissed Christa gently on the cheek.
| | '''PSA 8-19-14:''' The [https://noisebridge.net/wiki/PyClass noisebridge wiki] and [https://github.com/PyClass/PyClass-lesson-plans github readme] files have the same information and updates. |
| He tenderly stroked her breasts, fingertips lingering on her aureoles and
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| nipples. "Yeah, but any bigger and only a Clydesdale would be able to
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| take all of me..."
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| Christa shrugged as she nestled into the size of Curt's body.
| | '''PSA 8-16-14:''' The new curriculum for the Noisebridge PyClass is a crash course in the Python standard library, also touching on modules that are popular but not quite part of the standard modules. Scroll down to see the course list. |
| "Maybe," she said conspiratorially, "that wouldn't be all that bad." With
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| that cryptic remark, Christa closed her eyes and gently drifted off to an
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| erotic sleep.
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| The next few days were difficult. Even when not erect, Curt's new
| | === Scheduled Weekly Meeting Times === |
| endowments were extremely obvious. His penis hung all the way to his
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| knees and was nearly as thick as a peppermill. Still, that was the least
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| of his problems. It was possibly due to the extreme exposure his balls
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| had been given to the original formula, but they'd been growing at an even
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| faster rate than the rest of him. Each was the size of a grapefruit and
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| always seemed to carry the tell-tale signs of that tingling sensation
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| -together they spanned nearly a foot from side-to-side in front of his
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| groin. It wasn't easy to conceal his massive endowments.
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| It also hadn't been easy to resist Christa's advancements. She
| | We set up the space at 6:45 PM - try to arrive early to help if you are able to. |
| was so turned on by his recent growth, he wasn't sure she would ever stop
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| making him bigger. She'd offered to tit-fuck him if he ever got too big,
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| and to masturbate him if it went much further beyond that. Curt had to
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| admit, it was extremely tempting... But until he knew he could reverse
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| the formula, he didn't dare give himself over to that temptation...
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| Not when the last growth spurt had so radically increased his
| | * Monday 7:00 - 9:00 PM PST - 'Turing' Classroom |
| size, and the tingle still hadn't gone away...!
| | * Thursday - CANCELLED TEMPORARILY - 7:00 - 9:00 PM PST - 'Church' Classroom |
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| Mostly, he got by during the next week by wearing no pants around
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| his dorm room, but squeezing into a pair of Zubas whenever he had a class.
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| Still, he got stares and more than a few proposals from some of the
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| prettier women (and a few of the guys) in BioChem lab. Still, he'd almost
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| had to cash in on a few of those "favors" to get help swiping the
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| necessary compounds from the storage locker. Luckily, with his standing
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| in class, it was easy to stay late "working" on a project and being
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| allowed to "lock-up" after himself.
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| Now, after about a week, he thought he may have the solution.
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| The first chemical seemed to be stimulated by sexual arousal and
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| semen production. In other words, the more he came, the bigger he got.
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| Curt also thought that he may get bigger if his cock was in direct contact
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| with a woman's vaginal juices. Why that would be the case was still a
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| mystery to him ... in addition to the twin questions of where the extra
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| mass had come from so quickly and why he could still get 16" erections as
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| easily as 3 inches... Technically, the blood requirements would be too
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| high, and he should've been getting light-headed.
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| His cursory examination of himself showed a development of muscle
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| and ligament tissue along the length of his shaft, and that could account | |
| for his amazing erections, but he couldn't confirm it. Nonetheless, he
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| thought as he looked at the light blue liquid, this seemed to be
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| appropriate to reverse whatever effects had been caused by the original
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| fluid. Christa wouldn't be happy, but he had to think of living a normal
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| life rather than a horse-like stud! Still, it wouldn't hurt for one last
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| time.
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| As Curt carefully turned off the Bunsen burner and went to sleep,
| | The Python Class Google Group Closed on Tuesday, November 3rd, 2015. |
| he didn't notice the shadowed form slip in through his open window and
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| walk slowly towards his desk...
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|
| | === Class Description, Goals, and Ideal Student === |
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| Curt's balls still were tingling as he carefully got out of
| | The pace of the courses will be fast, and the materials will be available online 24/7. We plan to frequently repeat modules with new twists as we iterate over course materials. |
| Christa's car at her parent's cabin on Lake Hutton. The sky was clear and
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| the deeper blue that comes with Evening in Northern Minnesota; the
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| reflection of the sun off the narrow stream that bubbled down the hill
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| next to the cabin into the lake was enchanting. Christa was still
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| somewhat down since he'd told her that he had developed the reverse
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| formula and would use it after they had made out this last time. As she
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| had said, she really liked men who were freakishly large...
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| Curt had just smiled past the word "freakishly" and let it go at
| | A major PyClass goal is to break down the courses into independent units. In other words, you won't fall behind if you miss a week. Sounds good, right? |
| that.
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| Christa opened the door to the family "hunting lodge" and set down
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| the bag of groceries on the counter nearby. The place was huge. Curt let
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| out a low whistle of breath as he surveyed the scene. At least ten
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| trestle tables filled the room beyond the small kitchen in a grand hall
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| that reminded him of Beowulf's "Herot". A small balcony ran around the
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| room about a story overhead and numerous small doors led off from the main
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| hall into the private bedrooms that filled this place. Christa hadn't
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| been kidding when she'd told him her father had liked to hunt with a "few"
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| friends every autumn.
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| The fact that this hunting lodge could house at least thirty men
| | Lessons are [https://github.com/PyClass/PyClassLessons available on Github]. |
| and their equipment was something she hadn't mentioned. Nearby, a wooden
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| sign declared the room rates for the weekend during hunting season.
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| Apparently, her father also made a tidy sum on the place too...
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| Christa smiled as she pulled out the jar of blue liquid that Curt
| | ===== The 'ideal student' for this course can grasp the following code: ===== |
| had brought from his dorm room. It was more than twelve times what he
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| needed, but it wasn't as concentrated as the original formula. He'd just
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| have to keep adding it until he got it right. Christa shook her head.
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| "Y'know, guys all over the country would kill to have your problem;
| | (Feel free to use web resources to look up anything you don't understand) |
| and you're going to give it all up..."
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| Curt shook his head with a crooked grin. "Well, if I get any
| | <source lang="python">letter_frequency_dict = {} |
| bigger, I'll start having problems walking. The idea of being hung like
| | word = "noisebridge" |
| the Eifel Tower may interest me, but not until I can get things under
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| control!" He chuckled and started bringing in the suitcases from the
| | for letter in word: |
| porch. Christa simply grinned as she watched him work and the mass of his
| | times = letter_frequency_dict.get(letter, 0) |
| groin shift around in his pants.
| | times += 1 |
| | letter_frequency_dict[letter] = times</source> |
| | ===== We use the [http://www.criticalthinking.org/pages/socratic-teaching/606 Socratic Method] ===== |
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| Curt finished putting the suitcases in one bedroom and turned to
| | ====== A Socratic questioner should ====== |
| join Christa back in the kitchen. She stood not far from him with her
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| back to the broad double-doors. Curt started feeling nervous again.
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| Sheesh! She was insatiable! Slowly, she pulled off her sweater revealing
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| her massive, heavy assets. Slowly, she swung the doors shut behind her
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| and sauntered towards Curt. Running her fingers along the side of his
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| neck, she gently pushed him backwards towards the bed.
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| "Christa..."
| | # keep the discussion focused |
| | # keep the discussion fact based* |
| | # stimulate the discussion with probing questions |
| | # periodically summarize what has and what has not been dealt with and/or resolved |
| | # draw as many students as possible into the discussion. |
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| She shushed him with a single finger and kissed him lightly on the
| | * [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intellectual_responsibility intellectually responsible] can be effectively replaced with 'fact based' for our needs. |
| lips. "Shhh... If we're gonna make the most of this weekend, we're
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| starting now..."
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| Slowly, Christa pushed him down, lay provocatively on top of
| | === New Student Reading === |
| Curt's body, and rested her ample breasts in his hands. Curt happily
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| stroked and fondled them as Christa gently massaged Curt's 16-incher
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| through the material of his jeans. Curt drew three rapid, deep breaths of
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| shuddering pleasure as Christa's talented fingers probed his
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| grapefruit-sized balls. As she bent her face down to plant her lips on
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| his, she deftly undid his button-fly Zubas and pulled down his underwear.
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| At first, his massive organ got caught in the elastic binder,
| | If you are new to python or programming in general here are some excellent resources:<br /> |
| making him wince slightly. Christa smiled at his expression and pulled
| | -[http://learnpythonthehardway.org/ Learn Python the Hardway] - great guide for total beginner<br /> |
| back from his eager hands to watch what she was doing more carefully.
| | -[http://www.swaroopch.com/notes/python/ Byte of Python] - nice guide for total beginner and new to python<br /> |
| Gently, she licked his engorged knob and pulled his pants off the rest of
| | -[https://docs.python.org/2/tutorial/ Excellent Official Python Tutorial - 2.7.8] - great for new to python<br /> |
| his legs. More quickly then, she removed his shirt and the rest of her
| | -[http://shop.oreilly.com/product/0636920028154.do Learning Python 5th edition (also at sf lib)] - A comprehensive guide to the language and its uses<br /> |
| own clothing so the two rested naked on the king-sized bed. Curt's
| | -[http://pymotw.com/2/ Python Module of the Week] - Learning the standard library by example<br /> |
| enormous flagpole stood at attention to Christa's ministrations as she
| | -[https://www.python.org/doc/ The docs themselves! 2.x for this class] - Learn what is and how to use the standard library |
| licked his knob and repeatedly squeezed his semen-heavy balls. The
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| tingle, which had been there constantly since the last time they made out,
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| started to increase even more.
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| Slowly though, Christa pulled her mouth away from his cock and
| | There are many, many good resources for learning the language of Python and how to do awesome things with it. Those listed above are just a few based on personal experience and strong recommendations. |
| slowly rubbed it down her naked chest, between her breasts and gradually
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| across her flat, tight belly. Rising to her knees, she slowly lowered
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| herself down around the monster organ with a look of ecstatic glee on her
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| face. Curt couldn't say anything. It felt too good. He just hoped she'd
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| be able to handle what he became next...
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| Grinding slowly against her cunt, Curt watched as she devoured
| | === OS / Environment / Versions === |
| inch after inch of his manhood. Five inches; then seven. Finally ten,
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| eleven and twelve. Curt could feel the round end of his prick start
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| bouncing against the inner wall of Christa's cervix, as she took in all
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| she could length-wise. Lowering her hands to the six inches remaining
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| outside, she stroked his erection as she fucked the upper foot. Still the
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| tingling grew.
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| With a deep moan, Curt could feel the spunk churning in his balls.
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| "Watch ... watch out ... Christa. <pant> Here ... here <grunt!> I ...
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| cum...!" The pressure exploded inside him and spread along his shaft with
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| lighting unlike any in the previous experiences. Curt watched as his rod
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| began to grow again. And grow...
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| And Grow...
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| Inch by inch, his erection grew longer and thicker. He could
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| scarcely believe it. He watched as his once-small penis broke all
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| boundaries. Past eighteen inches ... past twenty... Curt's balls bucked
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| and pumped their contents into Christa's vagina with a force like a garden | |
| hose. Spurts of semen squirted from around his embedded cock as it grew
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| wider and thicker; stretching Christa's cunt ever further. Christa wasn't
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| getting off... She stayed glued to his boner, riding it like a horse and
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| crying out in ecstasy as she was expanded beyond belief.
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| Twenty-two inches passed and twenty-four neared as Christa was
| | For the sake of our sanity we use Python 2 for this course. |
| forced halfway to her feet by the rapid progression. Curt's cock, now at
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| least four inches across continued to expand. Curt gasped as his gaze
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| settled farther down. His balls were enormous.
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| The two large sacks bounced and jiggled like bowling-ball sized
| | Installing Python with [http://docs.python-guide.org/en/latest/ The Hitchhiker’s Guide to Python!] |
| water balloons! More and more cum leaked from Christa's orifice as she
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| rode and bucked with Curt's hips. Finally, with a look of pain -or
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| perhaps resignation at attempting the impossible- Christa pushed with all
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| her strength against the bed and pulled her cunt off Curt's expanding
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| member. Cum spurted up her body, across her tits and drenching her hair.
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| Still growing, Curt watched with awe as his balls and rod expanded well
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| into the stallion range of size. Another minute passed and slowly, ever
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| so slowly, Curt felt the pressure ease and the tingle return to its
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| normal, background level.
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| Weary and panting, Curt closed his eyes and lay back on the bed.
| | Emergency Python Command Line: http://repl.it/languages/Python |
| He could feel his still-stiff pole waving in the gentle breeze of the
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| air-conditioning. Absently, he felt Christa touch his rod softly. He
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| opened his eyes to watch her gently measure along his length and then his
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| balls. She was covered in sweat, cum and excitement. She looked more
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| turned-on than Curt thought a person could look.
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|
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| She glanced up triumphantly. "My God Curt! You've broken all the
| | '''We accept refugees using all operating systems. You will be politely prodded in the direction of solutions that are closer to posix standards: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/POSIX#Mostly_POSIX-compliant''' |
| records! Twenty-six inches long ... twenty-six, Curt! Your balls are as
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| big as basketballs and your width is," she measured quickly across his
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| still engorged knob, "six inches across!" She glanced down at the base of
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| his rod and smiled. "An' that's only the tip ... you're at least a good
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| two inches thicker at the base!" Wiping a handful of cum off her face,
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| Christa proceeded to slowly slurp it up. "You always make the best
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| dinners," she said coyly.
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|
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| Curt sat up as his cock deflated and started to hand heavily
| | Some routes:<br /> |
| across his lap. It took a full two minutes for the erection to go down.
| | 1. Install a linux virtual machine on another computer using virtualbox.<br /> |
| Gingerly, so as not to knock his giant's balls against his knees, his
| | 2. Use the command line in your apple machine.<br /> |
| swung his feet over the bedside. His dick must've weighed close to
| | 3. Explore POSIX for windows: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/POSIX#POSIX_for_Windows |
| fifteen pounds! Swinging it over the edge, he could feel it pull heavily
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| against his midsection and his balls knock together enticingly. Curt
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| winced as the tingle got momentarily stronger. He could almost feel
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| himself start to rise to attention again. Gritting his teeth and forcing
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| himself to remain un-aroused, Curt patted Christa's shoulder. "Look ...
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| it's getting tough to resist more sex. Can you get the formula in here
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| now?"
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|
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| Broken from her size-induced revelry in Curt's cum, Christa looked
| | Another critical tool is git:<br /> |
| momentarily distracted and crestfallen. Then, with a slow, weary nod of
| | ''Windows: http://git-scm.com/download/win<br /> |
| her head, she walked out of the room to return after a minute with Curt's
| | ''Mac: http://git-scm.com/download/mac<br /> |
| mason-jar-sized beaker. "Well," he said as he dipped a corner of the bed
| | *Linux: (use your package manager) |
| sheet into the mixture, "say 'goodbye' to 'junior'..." With that, he began
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| dabbing the blue liquid over his penis and testicles. It didn't seem to
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| be drying right away, like the first formula, but it did stain his skin
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| similarly. After several minutes of generous application, Curt lay back
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| on the bed and waited.
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|
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| And waited.
| | === Free to all - please donate to Noisebridge! === |
|
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|
| And Waited...
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| | |
| An hour passed with no effect. The tingle was still there. A
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| cold chill descended on his heart as he began to suspect that his work had
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| failed like last time...
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| 'Like last time...' The thought raced through his head. Christa
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| was lying next to him gently rubbing his back. "Christa..." She looked up
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| into his eyes slowly.
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| Curt cleared his throat. "Christa; last time I created this
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| formula, it needed stimulation to work ... this time may be the same."
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| Christa nodded, a small smile growing on her face as she realized where
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| this was heading. "I also used a concentrated version. I want to know if
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| you'd like to give me a little ... hand here."
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| Christa's smile broadened as she nodded assent. She moved to a
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| position straddling Curt's chest and planted both her arms above his
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| shoulders. "Sure ... but this time," she made a rapid motion behind his
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| field of vision, "we do it my way." In a second, a loose strap had been
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| looped around each of Curt's wrists, pinning his arms in place above his
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| head, attached to the headboard. Quickly (and accidentally stepping on
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| one of Curt's balls in the process), she likewise snared his feet and tied
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| them in place.
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| "Christa? What're you..."
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| "Hold on Curt!" she interrupted. "Let me try this... Do you agree
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| to let me pump you off until you shrink down to a more manageable size?"
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| Curt's brow furrowed as he tried to figure out what Christa was
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| getting at. After all, it was obvious that was what he had just asked
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| her. Slowly, he answered, "yes..." She smiled triumphantly.
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| "Just remember you said that..." And she started to lick and pump
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| him back to a full erection. Curt moaned in pleasure, and watched her as
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| she went. It took two hands, but after a few minutes, she stopped and
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| left the room. A minute later, she returned with a massive, six-foot tall
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| foam-rubber cylinder attached to a pulley and some rope. Still smiling,
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| she looped the pulley up and over the ceiling beam that crossed the room
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| twelve feet overhead. Then, she tied the ropes -around the bed frame
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| beneath him- to Curt's hips. Finally, she pulled the suspended cylinder
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| down and slid it over Curt's erection. Fastening hit around his hips as
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| well. The whole system was tight.
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| With a smile and gentle pull on the tube, she said "Let the games
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| begin..."
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| The tube descended along Curt's shaft, erotically caressing its
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| entire length like a giant cunt. Hell, Curt thought, I've even got room
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| to spare! As he automatically pumped his hips against the sensuous
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| pressure, the tube moved in response, pumping him even more. Between his
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| legs, Christa fondled and licked his balls. The tingle began to increase,
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| as he neared orgasm. Forcing his head to watch, should he lock in ecstasy
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| again, Curt glanced at his glans to see the reduction take place.
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| It didn't. Instead, he began to grow again. Inwardly, he
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| screamed denial as the erotic sensations clouded his mind and sent it
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| spiraling to new heights of ecstasy. Now, his erection truly resembled a
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| horse-sized schlong. Even bigger. As he pumped and came, he watched the
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| base thicken across his midsection, soon reaching a diameter of at least
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| ten inches. He could feel by the rubbing against the inside of the tube
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| that his cock was at least a foot longer. Christa laughed in delight.
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| Curt's balls had expanded to beach-ball size. There was no way he could
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| walk now ... not at least without a wheelbarrow to carry his dick around
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| in. Far above at the top of the tube, he could see a garbage bag billow
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| out from the top, collecting the cum that had shot up that far.
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| The harness kept pumping.
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| "Christa ... take it off; it's not working!"
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| "Oh it's working all-right," she responded, indicating the pulley
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| and rope.
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| "That's not what I mean!" Curt gasped as his own automatic bucking
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| drove the pump harder along his enlarged member. "The formula ... it
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| didn't work!"
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| Christa smiled. "Sure; it probably does... But I switched it the
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| other night..."
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| Curt's eyes widened, as much in ecstasy as shock. "What?!!! You
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| replaced it? <gasp> With what?"
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| Christa shrugged. "Oil, water and food dye... I've got the real
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| formula in the next room."
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| Curt clenched his eyes shut as another shudder ran though him. As
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| confused, betrayed and angered as he was with Christa, the sensations of
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| erotic pleasure, began to overwhelm his mind. Dully, he began to enjoy
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| the helpless growth... Christa walked up to where he lay, gyrating on the
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| bed and gently lowered her breasts over his face. Tentatively, Curt's
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| tongue wandered over her lush surface, searching out the sweat and salt on
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| her skin. Smiling, she gradually pulled backwards and grabbed her
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| sweater.
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| Curt looked at her confused. "Christa...?"
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| With a shrug, she pulled her clothing on and walked to the
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| double-doors. "Just gotta few errands to run, Curt... I'll be back." She
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| paused and looked back through the door as she left. "After you've had a
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| little time to grow on me..." With that, she shut the door and left.
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| Curt felt the tingle grow as he started to cum again.
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| And again... And again... And again... And again...
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| Christa opened the door to her father's hunting lodge with a light
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| feeling in her heart. She'd taken her time shopping for the groceries
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| they'd need this weekend, but then she'd also taken great delight in
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| imagining how big Curt would get in her absence. From the kitchen, she
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| could hear him still grunting and moaning in the master bedroom. Smiling,
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| she put the groceries away and pulled off her clothes. Sultrily, she
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| walked towards the door.
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| And stepped in cum.
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| Surprised, she looked down at the eight-foot diameter puddle that
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| oozed from under the door. Holy shit, she thought, how far had he gone?
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| She'd only been gone a couple hours... Rapidly she flung open the doors
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| and then stood, staring in erotic fascination. Large droplets of cum
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| covered the ceiling, support beams, walls, bed and windows. The puddle in
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| the room was about six inches deep and still warm. Curt had really grown.
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| The foam rubber tube was stretched thicker and longer by an amount
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| even Christa hadn't expected. The pulley's still worked, but very
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| slightly ... Curt's hips couldn't lift up against his five-foot diameter
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| testicles enough to provide much pull to the pulleys. His cock, massive
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| enough when she'd left, strained at it's foam rubber prison ... three full
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| feet across and sixteen feet long! Massive, blue veins crisscrossed his
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| massive erection, still pulsing with his last ejaculation. Little Curt
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| was barely visible beyond the monster that had become his genitalia. Like
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| a tiny bug on a much larger animal, Curt looked sweaty, tired and ...
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| aroused.
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| He smiled gently at her as she stepped tenuously into his field of
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| vision. "I knew you'd get back." He glanced his eyes over the length of
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| his penis. "Long line at Rainbow?"
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| Christa smiled and bent forward to lick the cum from his chest,
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| face and hair. The large plastic bag she'd put over the top of the tube
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| had long since ruptured spraying its contents over the room. His semen
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| was still warm and delicious. She wrapped her arms around his body and
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| undid the straps. Slowly, she removed the equipment and peeled the last
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| remains of the foam-rubber tube from his pulsing member. God, was it
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| huge!
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| With trepidation, she pulled it down and gave it a tiny lick on
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| the underside of it's head. Slowly, she rubbed up and down the length of
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| his shaft, reveling in the warm feel of the smooth flesh and warm cum
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| glistening on its broad surface. She turned to Curt, "well, I got my
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| wish... Wait here..." With that, she left the room.
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| Curt raised an eyebrow. "Where would I go?"
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| A second later she returned. Curt could hear her enter, but
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| couldn't see past his own softening erection. After cumming six times in
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| the last two hours, he was still horny ... it was strange but oddly
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| pleasurable. Vaguely, he wondered if he'd ever be un-horny again.
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| Christa walked into his view holding his jar. With a smile she
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| shrugged, "I guess you've earned this..." Slowly, she moved to start
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| dabbing it on his erection.
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| "Wait."
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| Surprised, Christa looked up.
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| Curt smiled half-crooked. "I thought we had several days up here
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| ... no reason to go so fast..." Christa looked at Curt, clearly surprised.
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| He laughed at her expression. "Well, what did you expect? I thought you
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| wanted to see how big I could get? Let's see what this baby can do..."
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| Christa smiled slowly and put the jar down on the floor. Making
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| sure that the bed had rollers she opened the double doors to the main
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| hall. They'd need plenty of room for what she had in mind...
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| Curt dropped the steaming spaghetti noodles into the strainer and
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| ran water over them to wash off the excess starch. With flair, he flopped
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| the whole, steaming mass into a serving dish and brought it over to the
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| table in the middle of his small dorm room. The neighbors might complain
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| about the smell of cooking Italian food, but he didn't really care.
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| His over-sized Zubas still took some getting used to, as did the
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| huge three-footer tucked away beneath them. With balls the size of
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| volleyballs it was difficult to hide what he'd become, but he'd have to
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| learn to live with it. Christa watched him walk with amusement and a
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| seductive gleam in her eye. Now that he was guaranteeably bigger than
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| anything on two legs, she was always in the mood.
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| It was three weeks later.
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| Smiling he took their antipasto salads from his soda-fridge and
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| served their dinner. It had taken the whole jar, and twelve ejaculations
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| to undo what had been done to him, and even then he was stuck at this
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| impossible size. Still, it could've been worse...
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| This was the first time they'd been able to get alone together in
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| weeks; both of their studies for fall finals had been hell. Now they had
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| the whole three weeks of Christmas break to spend together indulging their
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| every, carnal desire.
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| "You ready for this break?" asked Christa through a mouthful of
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| salad.
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| Curt nodded and started spooning up the noodles and sauce on her
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| plate. "Yeah, bio-chem was a real bear ... I'll be glad to take a break
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| for a few weeks..."
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| Christa paused and raised an eyebrow at him. "No, you don't
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| understand ... are you really ready?"
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| Curt put down the spoons he'd been using and crossed his arms.
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| "We discussed this, no more size games with my prick ... I'm lucky it
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| reduced to the size it did! Understand?"
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| "O.K. ... o.k. ... Can't blame a girl for trying, can ya?"
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| Curt chuckled, knowing her, she 'tried' every six minutes. "No
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| ... I suppose I can't..."
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| Christa stabbed another bit of the antipasto and smiled. "This is
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| really good, Curt. You learn this recipe at home?"
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| "Oh no ... Betty Crocker is good enough teacher for me." He paused
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| to sip from his Coke. "Still, I did make the vinaigrette myself..."
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| "Really?" She munched another mouthful, enjoying the play of
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| flavors and spices. "It's really good ... 's gotta 'tang' to it that I
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| don't recognize."
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| Curt smiled slowly. "Oh, that's the special ingredient..." Again
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| he sipped from his Coke, satisfied. Then, sitting back, he began watching
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| Christa's chest...
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