LARJ: A Dating App - BE, Cock Growth, Mini GTS (Patreon)

Lara straightened her key lime green zip-up jacket and checked out her skirt in the mirror. Everything looked alright - all things considered. Lara was about to go on her first date in god knows how long and she was thrilled!

It took some liquid courage to sign up for this new dating app her sister kept urging her to join, but Lara is happy she did! 

LARJ - an app built for big people, by big people.

A nonsense tagline but nonetheless, Lara was happy to see this was legit. In order to join, users needed to submit a photo and their medical records (creepy) in order to verify that they were, in fact, BIG. Big could mean anything - larger bust, thicker thighs, wider hips, taller than average - but for Lara, it was all of the above.

You see, Lara had no misconceptions about her size. She’s been well aware since college, when her second puberty really kicked into high gear, that she was bigger than most everyone she met. Sure, she’d notice a basketball player or two reaching the height of her tits, but nothing close to her size. 

Lara was blessed with the gift of giantism - no, not like the dire medical condition - our girl Lara rapidly shot up from a measly 4’11” to 10’2” in the span of four years. On top of that, her A-cups zipped up to H-cups, pausing at M-cups until settling around the alphabet two more times to a NNN Cup. She’s heard the questions before - NO, you can’t buy that in stores and YES, they need to be custom-built. Well, all of her clothes need to be custom-made for her height, her tits, and not to mention, her wide birthing hips and voluptuous behind. 

She was gifted with a body like a fertility idol on stilts and it hasn’t been easy for her. Sure, all sorts of people teased her, feared her, or lusted after her. By the time she was living alone in the big city, she made sure to find the first remote job she could get with her marketing degree and rarely left the house. She was happy with her online friends who didn’t know what she looked like or that she needed to eat an ungodly amount of food for each meal. She regularly caught up with her family, who were on the taller side, but her only relative close to Lara in height was 6’5”.

To be clear, she never hated her body. She hated having to deal with people’s reactions to her body. That led to some lonely evenings for her intrepid giantess, but hopefully, that was all about to change. Charles matched with Lara on the app and they’ve been hitting it off.

They both loved the same true-crime podcasts, similar book genres and loved to game. They even hopped on a late-night online karting tournament and had a genuinely lovely evening. Lara could talk about anything. She really felt something special with Charles. The only thing - LARJ didn’t disclose the affliction other users had. They only verified that each person met the criteria to have a profile, and looking at Charles’ profile didn’t give any hints. 

Most of the images on Lara’s profile were just selfies or older photos of herself. She didn’t look too small in these photos but that sinking feeling of scaring Charles away kept her from disclosing her size. 

However, the time for hiding was coming to an end. Charles finally popped the question -

C: Would you like to have dinner with me? 

Lara hesitated, not getting back to her crush for almost an entire day. Afraid that Charles had scared her off, he retracted the offer, but Lara stopped him. 

L: I’d love that! Where would you recommend for seducing a LARJ man? ;)

The forward message gave her a pit in her stomach, but she trusted Charles enough to appreciate it.

C: Oh, so cheeky! I know the perfect place… but I want it to be a surprise. Do you trust me? 

Charles asked, and Lara answered quickly. Possibly too quickly.

L: Of course! Can you give me a hint?

Lara nibbled on her finger, awaiting his response. She was curled up on her Double King Sized bed, her tits resting on her folded legs. 

C: Just be ready to go at 6:30 on Friday, ok? Bring a travel bag and some comfy clothes.

Charles ended the message with an emoji of a packed suitcase.

Lara had never imagined someone would be THIS forward. “Is Charles implying we’ll sleep together on the first night together?” Lara pondered, too ashamed to admit that the idea of being with this devilishly handsome man did make her quiver.

L: Promise to not murder me? 

C: Scout’s honor. You’ll be home safe the next day.

Charles added a saluting emoji, which had Lara giggling.

L: Well… at least you PROMISED not to dice me into pieces… I GUESS I can trust you. I’m in! I’ll send my address, but be warned…

Lara paused, considering her next words carefully. 

L: You should know that I’m quite big…

Charles responded with a gasping emoji -

C: NO WAY!

Lara giggled and rolled her eyes. 

L: I’m serious! I’m only suggesting that whatever car picks me up is ready for a BIG woman.

C: Aye aye, captain. I’ll have my team prepare for you. I’m looking forward to finally meeting this gorgeous woman in the flesh.

Lara was shimming back and forth on her plush ass, dancing the best she could from a seated position. Her tits swayed back and forth in her “baby tee,” nearly slipping free. 

L: I can’t wait to meet this gorgeous man in the flesh! I’ll finally know if you have flesh!

C: You’ll finally learn my secret… I’m a skeleton.

Lara added a gasping emoji while she giggled with glee.

L: I do love a lean man ;) See you Friday!

C: See you soon, cutie.

Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she leaned back on her makeshift bed, the supports groaning under her immense weight. Lara kicked her feet in delight. 

~~~

Charles was finishing the last few touches to his scrumptious dinner that he had planned for the evening. He had cooked everything himself - the sides, the courses, the appetizers, the cocktails - everything had to be perfect. Charles was just shy of 29 but had started graying in his teens. He had a dashing silver fox look with his long, slicked-back hair. Paired with his precisely trimmed stubble and his finely tailor sweater and jeans combo - he was looking pretty good.

He had been anxious all week about this night and wanted to double-check everything. He peered at his phone, opening a tracking app. He could see the transport he ordered was on its way back to his home and would be here any minute. Charles hurried to his foyer to ensure everything looked right for when his date arrived. You see, our male lead is a bit… what’s the polite way of saying filthy stinking rich? Let’s say he’s ‘well off.” Charles lived in the mountains surround the city that Lara called home in an immense, four story tall mansion overlooking the valley below. 

Charles entered the digital market early and retired only a year ago. He spent his time looking for ways to use his wealth for good and to find the perfect person to spend his life with. Sure, it would be nice if someone didn’t want to be with him for money, but he also had a … condition. More on that later, our attention turns back to Charles’ phone which has pinged. Lara was arriving soon.

Charles made sure the enormous fireplace was on, the lights were low and cozy, and checked himself out in the mirror once more before heading outside to wait. He could see the lights of the limo slipping up the driveway, taking its time moving around the winding turns. Strange - it seems to be driving slower than expected. 

As the limousine approached, Charles could have sworn that the vehicle was lower than when it left. Like - significantly lower. Charles was puzzled, then flinched when the limo hit a dip in the drive and the bump connected with the pavement, sending sparks flying.

The limo pulled up, grinding to a halt. Charles didn’t know what to say, frozen in place, until he remembered to be a gentleman and grabbed the door for Lara. Before him, a nearly 5-foot-long leg slid from the doorway, then another, and then the limo began to shake. The legs ended with a set of the widest hips he’d ever seen on a person and they looked to be wedged in the doorframe. 

“Do you… need a hand?” He shouted to Lara.

Lara shouted back, muffled by the car, “All good!” Charles just watched in awe as her hips popped free and she continued pulling herself free. A similar situation happened once her arms emerged but what looked to be her bust was stuck. Grunting and groans could be heard as she used her mighty strength to pull herself free. She used so much force she fell backward and even pushed the limo a bit. 

Her red hair was messy and covering her eyes, which she then blew away with her mouth. She smiled when she finally saw her crush’s face. “Well hello you, care to help a lady up?” Charles scrambled to offer two hands to one of her, large hands, but it was useless. She giggled as she pulled herself to a standing position, letting her huge form blot out the setting sun behind her. Charles stared, drinking her in.

“So… secluded cabin in the woods…  you sure you’re not trying to slash me up?” Lara giggled. 

“Hey now, this is just a cozy little… four-story mansion, and sure, there are more trees here than in the city, but we’re not in the wilderness.” 

“Hmmm… seems rehearsed. You trick a lot of girls into coming up here for mysterious dates?” Lara raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“This would be a first BUT like I said,” Charles raised three fingers in the air, “Scouts honor! No murder!”

Lara squinted her eyes, looking him up and down. “Fine fine, I believe you I guess. Care to show me inside?”

~~~

Lara had been rehearing that little banter the whole way up the mountain. She hadn’t ridden in any type of car for some time but was too embarrassed to decline the offer. As she approached Charles’ home, she was gushing over just how handsome he was and what a beautiful home he had. His huge double doors opened and shockingly, this is the first doorway in years that Lara didn’t need to duck through.

“Hey, thanks for that. Did you have those installed for me?” Lara joked.

“Of course, I always remodel my home before a date,” Charles seemed to be keeping his distance from her, making her feel self-conscious. “Let me give you the tour.” Charles guided Lara throughout his immense home. The marble flooring was able to support all of her weight without groaning or cracking, and most of the rooms had vaulted ceilings. The only tricky points were the doorways, which weren’t always easy to fit through. This, however, wasn’t a new issue. She could handle that, what she couldn’t handle was Charles keeping away from her.

He showed her the pool, the two jacuzzis, the numerous bedrooms and offices, the library, the study, and of course - the dining room. A long elegant table with a fireplace at one end, keeping the room extra cozy. Lara could smell the delicious food from the kitchen, causing her belly to rumble. Embarrassed, she turned away from Charles. “Are you alright?” he asked.

“I just…” she felt like a ball of nerves, “I got so nervous before our date so I didn’t eat I knew that was a stupid idea but I was so nervous that nothing seemed appealing to me and now I smelled your food and my stomach sounds like a lion roaring and I can tell your freaked out by my size and I totally get it I would be to…” Lara had been turned away from Charles, but she felt a hand rest on her lower back, comforting her and stopping her from spiraling.

“Wow… that was a lotta words in not a lotta time,” he smiled, rubbing her back to comfort her. She took a deep breath, shaking out her nervousness and exhaling. Charles was treated to the view of her chest rising on the inhale and jiggling wildly when she was released. “I’m sorry you thought I was upset or disinterested in you. I figured you’d be bigger than average, but the shock of seeing you for the first time has worn off.”

Lara crouched down to get a better look at him. Her juggs pressed against her knees, bulging from the neck of her t-shirt. “So I don’t scare you?”

“Not even a little bit. I gotta say though, I’m quite impressed. How does one of your size even go about their day?” Charles’ hand slid down her arm and rested on her knee, dangerously close to her boob overflow. Lara hadn’t felt the touch from another person in some time, and it was rather embarrassing to her that she was this affected by the sensation. Her pussy trembled as she savored his rough but kind palm on her plush leg.

“It’s… not easy,” one of her arms slid free, moving behind her date. She began rubbing his back with her nearly foot-long hand. “I’ve spent most of my life indoors until I get cabin fever and need to go out. I’ve gotten my fair share of attention and I’ve cared for none of it. I was close to deleting LARJ before you messaged me,” Lara smiled.

“Well, I’m glad you hung around to talk to boring old me,” Charles pinched Lara’s knee, playfully. 

“Hey, now” Lara gave him a light smack on the back, making him collide with her tit and bounce back to a standing position. A moan slipped from her mouth, unexpectedly. “Sorry, don’t know my own strength sometimes.”

“It’s alright, just try not to break me,” Charles felt a bit of whiplash from the boob bounce but didn’t let it show. “Let’s take care of that rumbling tummy.” With some help from some servants, multiple supportive chairs were brought in to assist Lara. Eventually, they ditched the chairs all together and just covered the floor with cushions. Chairs hadn’t really been a usable piece of furniture for Lara for some time now. 

Lara’s stomach refused to stop rumbling and Charles wisely requested for the help to bring out all the food, not just one course at a time. “Lara, you can be yourself. If you’re starving, then just eat. You’re safe here,” Charles smiled as he cheers’d her glass of wine and he dug into his meal. Within minutes, the sides were demolished and picked clean and our giantess was well on her way to finish 5 of the 15-course meal. She had downed a bottle of vino that hit her system fast. The lack of food didn’t help the situation.

“Soooo,” she slurred, “You’re an expert chef too? What else are you hiding from me?” She winked as she polished off another plate of delicious food. Her belly was starting to look at bit distended but quite content as well. She still wasn’t close to down the meals prepared.

“Nothing to hide, I just like to surprise. How is everything tasting?” Charles sipped on his glass.

“MMmm do you even need to ask?” Lara smiled and moaned in delight as she finished another plate. Before long, every speck of food was gone from the serving dishes and plates. A small amount was consumed by Charles, and the rest by the goddess who was happily rubbing her pot belly. It dipped out of her skirt a few inches and made her shirt ride up. She was too happy to care, and patted her belly, satisfied. “Good work, chef!”

“Why thank you. Care to join me in the backyard?” With some effort, Lara raised to her feet, her belly shrinking a bit now that she wasn’t seated. She waddled her way through the sliding glass door to see the last remnants of the sun fade beneath the mountains. The crickets chirped and the owls hooted - the sounds of traffic too far away to hear but the dotted lights of the homes far below in the valley looked like a sea of stars.

“Wow,” was all Lara could utter. Charles guided her to the pool the overlooked the valley, rolling up his pants and putting his feet in the water. Lara followed suit, not as gracefully. A bit tipsy and too full, she crashed her massive ass down next to Charles, making him jump. Her thick legs displaced a fair amount of water and rested on the bottle of the pool while his dangled freely.

“You come out here often?”

“Every night.”

“That’s quite an evening ritual. I’m jealous…” Lara trailed off.

“Well, you’re welcome here any time,” Charles rested his hand on her thigh, giving her a caring squeeze before pulling it away. Lara flexed her large leg muscles, enjoying his caress.

“So… what were you expecting tonight? I mean, you asked me to bring a change of clothes. Did you think I was just going to sleep with you on the first date?” She didn’t mean to sound as aggressive as it came off. Honestly, all his moves were working on her. 

“No no no, not at all. I just thought we could go swimming on such a lovely night. No pressure, of course, but I might take a dip.” Charles stood, now at eye level with his date. She bit her lip as he removed his shirt and walked into the pool. He was cut, but not too muscular. Lara liked what she saw.

“You sure you wanna swim with a whale?” She giggled.

“Don’t say that about yourself. You’re gorgeous,” Charles corrected her.

“Oh please, I’m huge, it’s ok to say it. I don’t even hate my size, it can just be cumbersome. Which brings me to the elephant in the room,” Lara removed her jacket and Charles couldn’t help but stare at her curves and shake as she moved. “What got you on the app?”

Charles hesitated. “It’s meant for larger individuals, no matter what condition they have.”

“Well, duh,” Lara had now removed her skirt, revealing her panties that looked like they could cover two cars if they used it as a wrap. “But what is it? My condition is pretty freaking obvious,” she gripped one of her tits and shook it, and waved her hand up and down her body. “Do you have big feet or something?” Lara removed her top, revealing a brassier that defied logic. Her monster milkers looked like they were about to burst open this cage any minute.

“I have… a condition. With my … dick,” I couldn’t sound more awkward if he tried. “I’m very large… downstairs and It’s been difficult to find partners that are interested in my size or could even handle it.” He looked ashamed. Lara lowered herself in the pool and walked over to him. Gallons of water spilled out into the grass surrounding the pool while waves crested with each of her movements. She crouched down on her knees, still exposing most of her torso, and got within inches of Charles.

“Are we talking like 12 inches? 15 inches?” Thankfully, Charles couldn’t tell how wet she was now that she was in the water.

“I’ve…” he paused, “I’ve honestly never measured it.” He chuckled, “After 20 inches it kinda feels meaningless or like I’m trying to show off.”

“20 inches?!” Her jaw dropped, “Nobody is that big! That’s insane, and you’re bigger?!”

“Hey now, who’s the one whos taller than a house?” Charles playfully splashed his date, the droplets of water gliding down her skin into her cleavage. If he played his cards right, he could probably fit his whole torso inside that canyon of tit.

“I just…” Lara had to gather herself. “When I was growing, it became increasingly difficult to find someone who could… fit,” Charles notes her thighs flexing, squeezing her plump pussy. She shifted closer to Charles. “I know this is… forward and I know I might be intimidating asking this… but could I see?” Her inner size queen was overriding her rational thoughts. “You don’t have to… I’m sorry, I’m being inappropriate.”

She looked away but stopped when she helped his hand grab hers. It felt so small wrapping around her pinky. Charles silently guided her hand through the water to feel her crotch. What she felt didn’t feel enormous, but she could feel something firm. “I need to use constrictors to go about my day. It’s the only way I can go to the store or anywhere out in public without seeming like a pervert.” Charles giggled, rubbing her big hand against his coiled member. Lara added some more pressure, feeling him getting excited. “I’ve dismissed my employees for the evening. It’s now just us.” He took a step forward.

She hesitated as he reached for her tits. He could feel Lara’s body heat radiating off these giant jugs. He didn’t reach for her, just met her gaze. They drank each other in, under the dazzling stars above. “Can I kiss you, Lara?” Nervous, all she could do was nod. She leaned down, displacing pool water with her breasts, and met his lips. Her’s nearly swallowing his, but still, they loved it. A kiss turned into something more passionate. Lara tried to fit her tongue into Charles’ mouth, to little success. He returned the gesture, having his tongue dance along the top of hers. Tingles shot down her back. She hadn’t felt this excited since her first kiss in high school. She missed it dearly.

While supporting herself with one arm, she slipped a hand behind Charles’ back and pulled him in. Her hand was almost as large as his back, but not enough to lift him. She pressed him into her cleavage as their makeout session intensified. Her breasts were so soft but firm, like pressing into a memory foam mattress. His hand on her skin made a moan escape her lips. No one had touched her since she’s reached this size and unlike other large-chested women, her sensitivity had only increased as she grew. 

Lara separated from Charles and quickly undid her bra. Once free, her tits tumbled down into the water, splashing Charles. They both smiled before he was on them. Her nipple was bigger than most, closer to the size of an adult thumb. He slid it into his mouth and expertly sucked, causing quakes of pleasure throughout Lara’s body. He hugged her breast, barely able to get his arms around it, but she helped. Lara pressed Charles’ back into her breast as she squeezed, twisted, and pulled her other nipple. Moans turned to yells as a climax approached quickly.

She never added nipple play into her masturbation sessions, but now it would have to be a mainstay. Her pussy flexed and gushed cum into the pool. She could barely control herself, not caring about the effect on Charles. Before long, she was cumming. She pressed Charles’ face deep into her tit, blocking his airway. She didn’t care, she was frozen mid-orgasm as she could barely catch her breath. Her body twitching and flexing, making the water in the pool spill out.

As she relaxed, she let him go and Charles was gasping for air. “My god, you’re amazing! Are you alright?” Lara asked and received a thumbs up in return. Actually, Charles decided to be even more forward. He approached Lara and slid a hand down her dental floss panties, finding her clit. Her body tensed and she cooed, looking her man in the eye. “Do it,” Lara demanded. “Take me.”

Lara has never been this commanding, but they both loved it. Charles made fast work on her clit, even slipping a finger into her engorged vagina. She hugged Charles tight to her body as she rode the waves of pleasure. She kissed his ear, her tongue dancing around his neck, until she slipped her hand down his front. “I need this inside me…” she pulled Charles away to look him in the eyes, “right fucking now.”

Charles was out of the pool in a flash, followed by Lara standing and climbing free. The pool had definitely lost a good amount of water, but no one cared at this moment. Charles stood before Lara who got down on her knees to match his height. This was the moment of truth - Charles remove his boxers to reveal a tightly constrained cock in a locking mechanism. “Does it hurt?” Lara looked concerned, or at least pretended to to hide her lust.

“Only when I get really worked up, so right now it’s killing me,” Charles winked to try and play it off.

“I’m sorry, sweetie,” Lara was now worried, “I didn’t know.” Charles shushed her and shook his head.

“If it got too bad, I would have said something.” With a few twists of some locks and after some clicks and whirls, the mechanism fell free. His cock took a moment to fully unfurl from its cramped position, but within a minute, it was 20 inches long… and soft.

“Holy shit, Charles!” Lara was nearly drooling. One hand slid to her tit, twisting a nipple while the other slid between her legs to find her juicy clit. “Can I help?” Lara got down onto her forearms in front of his cock and didn’t wait for permission. She slid is thick cock between her lips like she was slurping pasta, trying to find out just how big he was. Charles rubbed his hands through her hair as she bobbed up and down on his now-growing cock. The girth increased, spreading her lips apart. She never imagined experiencing such a sensation, but she loved it!

She doubled her speed as he doubled in thickness. Now 10 inches around and over 30 inches in length, our heroine was struggling to keep up. Her saliva dripped from her mouth as she started swallowing his pre cum. Nearly 5 years since she’d tasted some, Charles was far more pleasant than her previous partners. She couldn’t take it anymore. 

Lara pushed him backward, having him land on a pool lounger. Crawling on all fours, she dragged her massive milkers over his chest until she settled on top of him. His cock slid up her belly and nestled between her breasts. They both could barely contain themselves. “Are you ready?” She asked, lightly massaging his cock between her tits.

In response, Charles slapped her bulbous, couch-smothering ass, eliciting a yelp from his lover.

“Oh you’ve done it now,” she scowled, as she raised her hips to align her pussy with his cock head. “You’re mine,” she said as his member began to slip inside, stretching her beyond any sized toy she’d ever used before. She was moaning, yelling, screaming as her belly stretched to accommodate his girth and length. Charles was nearly catatonic due to the sensation.

“Holy shit!” He yelled, “I’ve never been this deep! Ever!” He raised his hand to rub her filled belly that just barely fit his entire length.

“It’s a whole fucking lot! You fucking stud,” Lara could barely breathe from being so full. With the right leverage, she lifted herself off his flagpole and then came crashing back down. Unfortunately, the lounger crushed beneath them at this assault and they fell to the ground below.

“Are you ok?!” Lara was worried, struggling to see her toy under her immense bust. All she got as a response was Charles attempting to wrap his arms around her birthing hips and pounding his member into her. “Oh fuck!” She was cumming immediately, the feeling of her pussy being stretched and filled beyond her wildest fantasies was too much for her. 

Charles kept pounding away, feeling her milkers bouncing against his head as he forced himself deeper and deeper into her depths. Their grunts and groans could be heard for miles. The smack of his huge balls against her ass sounded like thunderclaps. These two titans were ravaging each other and they wouldn’t last much longer.

“Cum for me, stud! You’re fucking filling me better than I ever imagined,” Lara commanded between breaths. “Fill me up! I want to feel myself completely stuffed!” She pushed her hips down until Charles was pinned down. She ground her hips into his, slipping him into the mud beneath them. “Fill me! Cum for me!!!”

Charles was done, the air knocked from his lungs and overstimulated, he unleashed the biggest load of his life. Screaming, gripping her hips as tight as he could, he unloaded gallons of cum inside of her. She dug her hands into the lawn for support as she ground down deeper, making sure to milk every drop of semen from her lover. Her belly filled, bulged and expanded to take his load. Her womb was warm and filling fast. “I can’t take it! It’s too much!” She yelled but didn’t budge, she kept grinding, wanting more. 

Once her belly resembled a 3-month pregnancy, they stopped. She collapsed on her side, rolling to her back, and taking Charles with her. He rested on her cum belly, his head resting on her tits. They caught their breath and basked in the afterglow of this earth-shattering fuck-fest.

“Thank you, Charles,” Lara brought her hand to his back, running her nails down his spine to comfort him. 

“Thank you, Lara,” he looked up meeting her gaze. “I might be moving a bit fast, but would you like to move in with me?” He smiled and flexed his cock inside her.

Lara clenched her pussy, “I’d love to.”

THE END…for now