Kink Island, Chapter 4 (Patreon)

Chapter 4

Damien lay on the bed, senseless from the previous exhausting sexual treatment from Zoe. Gradually, he began to regain his senses. As he did, he noticed that the bed seemed smaller and smaller. It took him a few minutes to understand that he was actually growing, regaining his size. Within 5 minutes, he had grown from 4 feet, back to his original 5'7. He sat up. Right then, his phone buzzed on the nightstand. It was a text from a number labeled "Zoe." The text read:

"Heeeeyyyyy there little man! I hope you're conscious again. You looked like you were in a different world when I left you, lol! Tarryn and I think you could use a little drink to regain your energy -- why don't you get your tiny little butt out of bed and come meet up with us at a bar, deeper on the island? Walk straight out of the bedroom door to the end of the hall, go outside, and then head straight up the hill, through the forest. There's a path that will lead you to a cuuuuute little Tiki Bar. We'll be there. You up for that, sweet pea?”

At this point, Damien felt like he knew that this had to be some kind of a devious sexual trap on their part, but it just didn't matter. The memory of Zoe’s beautiful face in between his legs, bouncing her giant tits on his cock, not to mention Tarryn’s gargantuan futa cock…or the fact that they had literally drained him of his size in real-time…it all came flooding back to his mind, and Damien wanted more.  He quickly dressed himself, took his things, and left the room. For the next little while, he followed Zoe's instructions, almost getting lost in the forest, as the gentle, salt-dusted island breezes nestled in between the trees and caressed his face, whispering to him, teasing him. Then, as he saw the sun reappear, a clearing in the trees opened up to reveal a small village, with the Tiki Bar right in the middle. There didn’t seem to be anyone in the village, but as Damien approached the bar, he heard the sound of voices…female voices.  Swallowing with nervous excitement, he took a deep breath and went in.

Damien perceived that there were other people in the bar, many of them beautiful women, quite tall and curvy. Several of them turned to look at him, seemingly surprised to see him. However, his eyes immediately spotted Tarryn and Zoe – Tarryn, in her tight black skirt and a blouse barely containing her breasts, stuck out from the rest; it had something to do, of course, with her 6’3 height and the large bulge under her skirt. Zoe turned and waved at him. She looked tiny next to Tarryn, but maintained effortless confidence regardless.

"Ohhh look who decided to show up!" Zoe laughed. She beckoned him forward. As he approached, both she and Tarryn began to look surprised.

"You said...he was 4 feet!" Tarryn whispered to Zoe.

"He WAS," Zoe countered, looking puzzled. "But now..."

She got up from her barstool and stood up next to him. He was 5 inches taller...but even still, because of what Zoe had already done to him, he felt her power.

"This means…this means that he’s…?" Zoe muttered, turning to Tarryn, who nodded.

"ANYWAY, Damien," Zoe laughed, recovering quite well as she invited him to sit on a stool right in between her and Tarryn, "How was your little nap? You suuuuuure needed it, didn't you?"

"What…uh…what was that just now?” asked Damien, confused, “What were the two of you saying just then?”

"Never you mind, little man,” laughed Tarryn heartily, her curves shaking, “How's it going?" 

“W-Well I…I just woke up from my, uhm…my nap,” Damien said nervously, following Zoe’s beckoning hand as he sat in between the two bombshells, "And “I‘m just…here to relax, not, uh, you know…get embarrassed or something. Are the cocktails good here?”

"Awwwww, he doesn't want to be embarrassed, how cuuuuute!" laughed Zoe, brushing Damien’s cheek with her finger. "After what I did to you, Damien, I don't think you need to worry about THAT!"

"Screaming and crying as she milked your little balls!" teased Tarryn, snaking her huge hand directly onto his crotch, "Mmmmm, he's already hard again, Zoe!"

"Aaaaall 5 inches of his sweet little dick!" laughed Zoe, snapping her fingers at the bartender, "Well then, Mr. Biiiiiig Dick, what'll it be? The cocktails are DIVINE here. You want a martini? Whiskey? A buttery nipple??"

"Wait, stop, please! I wasn’t crying!” Damien protested, “She…I…and... well... whatever..." He took her hand out of his crotch, though her warm skin and long nails certainly felt really nice. "And please…Don't say it so loudly, Zoe!” he added in a desperate whisper, “Nobody wants to hear that here! I...I just want some kind of, I don’t know…juice without alcohol, please..." 

"How precious," teased Zoe, "A juice without alcohol – are you a little kid or something!?" But she nodded at the bartender, and he got to work.

"Ohhhh you're worried about people hearing!?" laughed Tarryn, "I think you've forgotten where you are, little man."

A tall, handsome man, around 6'0 tall, walked by, and Tarryn immediately laid a big hand on his shoulder, making him stop.

"Hey there, big boy," Tarryn began seductively, "Where are you going? It can't be more important than hanging out with me and my friend here, right, Zoe?"

"Mmmmm, yesssss," Zoe replied, hopping down off her barstool. She immediately put her little hand on the man's crotch, and a large bulge began to develop. "We WERE hanging out with our little friend here, but we don't think he's man enough for us – he just ordered juice from the bar!"

The three of them shared a laugh. The man didn't seem to mind being used this way, and both Zoe and Tarryn began teasing him with their hands. As they did, Damien watched as the man's cock grew visibly in his pants.

"Wait, what are you doing?!” Damien asked, seeing what was happening, “Y-you guys really behave this slutty all the time??" He felt strange, experiencing a mix of humiliation, excitation, and vexation all at the same time, and he sensed that his face was becoming hot and red.

"Ha! That's rich, isn't it, Zoe?" Tarryn laughed, rising from her seat and feeling up the man from behind, "The little man who just cummed himself senseless accusing US of being the sluts!"

"I know, right!?" chuckled Zoe. She immediately got on her knees and pulled down the man's pants. His big cock bounced free from the fabric – it was already 10 inches and getting bigger.

"I…y-you…you can't..." Damien stammered, struck speechless as he saw Zoe pulling that huge cock out in public. He tried somehow to hide his own growing erection and glanced around anxiously to see if the other customers were reacting to this insanity. But no one else at the bar seemed to care about what was going on. A few of the women were glancing over with mild, amused interest, but besides that, nothing. Damien’s juice arrived from the bartender. Meanwhile, Zoe had started blowing the man's cock. Even though her mouth was small, she was somehow able to make it expand to such an extent that her cheeks bulged lewdly, taking the entire footlong length down her throat. 

Meanwhile, Tarryn's cock was growing out underneath her black skirt, rising up to 13, 14, 15, 16, and then 18 inches. Damien knew that she wasn’t fully hard yet, not even close, but even still, she inserted her cock into the man's ass and started fucking him. Almost immediately, because of the combined efforts of the two girls, the man groaned out and came down Zoe's throat. She swallowed it all greedily. Tarryn continued fucking him from behind, making teasing faces at Damien the whole time. And then, the man suddenly began shrinking, getting smaller and smaller, as the two girls started to grow.

Zoe gargled the man's cum briefly, and then loudly swallowed it all, swirling her tongue around sexily as she did so. The man had shrunk down fast, to the point where he was now only 2 feet tall. Tarryn had kept her hands locked around his waist and was now holding him up off the floor, continuing to fuck away at his tiny body with her huge cock.

Zoe sniffed at the air and turned around, eyeing Damien playfully.

"Oooooo, is that mooooore cum I smell?" she laughed. She stood up and took a step over toward him. Her light shirt and skirt looked very tight on her newly-grown body. She was also wearing 3-inch heels, which made her a full 6'0 now, 5 inches taller than him.

"I think Mr. Juice-and-No-Alcohol just lost his load in his pants!" Zoe mocked, putting her hand on Damien's cock and shaking it humorously against his spent dick.

“I d-don’t…uhhhh…what’s going on!?” was all Damien could stammer, blushing with embarrassment as Zoe touched him.  He had indeed just lost his load moments before.  The spectacle of Tarryn completely dominating that guy with her cock, and both her and Zoe stealing his size, was too much for him to handle.

"Isn't it obvious, little guy?" Zoe laughed, encouraging Damien to stand up out of his barstool, "When me and Tarryn really wanna take a man, we TAKE him." 

Standing before Damien, he was looking slightly up at Zoe’s knowing smile. Her bright green eyes and sexy face looked accentuated and flushed with her new growth...she was only getting more beautiful. Behind Damien, Tarryn was still fucking the man, who was now less than a foot tall. But Damien's attention was on Zoe, who had snaked her hand down his pants and was now feeling up his cock. In a flash, she pulled his pants down, and laughed delightedly as his 5-inch cock sprang forth, still completely hard despite his recent orgasm.

"WOW, not much of an appendage compared to that other guy, is it?" she teased, “Or…at least…compared to how he USED to be.” She proceeded to turn around, teasing Damien with her big butt, making her cheeks go up and down, as she gyrated her ass against his cock. "I don’t even think you could even reach past my butt cheeks with that cute little thing!"

"Well, my cock may be a bit small for a perfect ass like yours Zoe," Damien heard himself say, becoming a bit more confident somehow in the midst of all the insanity (he figured he just needed to go with the flow), "But…how does THAT feel, huh? You like it when someone takes charge?" He put his hand on her buttcheek and squeezed, feeling the ample flesh slightly give way to his grip. He had been planning to do more, but Zoe huffed out in laughter and immediately turned around. Before Damien could do or say anything else, she shoved his head straight in between her huge tits, forcing his world into total darkness. Damien could feel the vibrations of her big body's laughter, and when she spoke, her voice sounded deep and powerful, the waves permeating throughout his body.

"Oooooo, the big boy thinks he can banter!" she intoned playfully, "But what's a little banter when he can't even hold his load?"

She immediately seized Damien's dick in between her thighs, and began pumping them up and down, up and down, going sideways a few times as well, to increase the tension and the stimulation. Damien was caught by surprise, and even though he tried to back up, she wouldn't let him go. Her full, creamy, fleshy thighs continued to pump and pump his dick, and after less than 30 seconds, he couldn't hold it in anymore. Damien cried out into the hot voluptuous expanse of her cleavage, cumming hard down her thighs. Immediately, he felt himself shrinking, and Zoe growing. He heard the telltale sound of the fabric of her clothes stretching, stretching....

"And theeeeere he goes again!" teased Zoe, finally letting Damien go right after he came a second load all down her beautiful legs. She put her hands on her hips, her green eyes flashing, her gorgeous face beaming, and flexed her body. Her top visibly began to shred – her body had gotten so big that it was actually starting to tear the fabric now, instead of stretching it. She was looming up over Damien, a smirk on her face, a full 6'4 now in her heels. 

"And I can see Tarryn's already done!" Zoe added, looking up over Damien. He turned, and was met face-first with the partially-torn red dress that Tarryn was wearing. She had snuck up behind him, and also had her hands on her hips. Damien's face wasn't even as high as her breasts now, since she had shot up to a massive 7'0 tall. Her cock, now totally soft, but still dripping with cum, was hanging down low, even with his upper chest, a full 9.3 inches long.

"W..Where, uhm…where’d that guy go, Tarryn?" Damien asked nervously.  He was trying to look anywhere but that long, thick flaccid cock. He had asked that question as a distraction, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he started to fear what the actual answer might be…because the man was genuinely nowhere to be seen.

"Should we tell him now?" asked Zoe, raising her eyebrow up at Tarryn, who smirked down at Damien and slowly began to nod her head. 

"Oh yes," she said, "I think so...I think it's time. Come on up with us, little Damien. We own this whole place – there's a much more...private suite...upstairs."

She took Damien's hand in hers, completely covering it with the massive dimensions of her grip, and the three of them went up to the bedroom above the bar. Once Damien got there, Zoe closed the door, locked it, and dropped the key in between her gigantic breasts, winking at Damien as she did so.

"So you see, little man," Tarryn began, standing before Damien in all her glory, "That man is gone...poof! Vanished. Zoe and I fucked him into oblivion. He disappeared completely. He's GONE…forever."

"Fo-Forever?!” Damien yelped, his eyes going wide, “You…like…you ended him?! Why did you do that??”

"What did I tell you, Tarryn, about him being such a little softie?" teased Zoe. Damien felt her slither her big arms down his chest as she stepped in closer behind him. He smelled her ambrosial scent, and felt the sense that something "more" than him was behind him...both of these women just felt so much bigger and superior to him in every way...he could not avoid thinking this. The low, sexy light in the bedroom was perfect for their sparkling eyes. They almost seemed like angels...or demons.

"The answer is obvious, little Damien," laughed Tarryn, "We did it because we CAN."

The two of them chuckled together, and Zoe again began playing with Damien's cock. It started getting hard again, despite his fear.  A few silent seconds passed by, until Damien heard himself answer the obvious burning question that had jostled to the forefront of his mind:

"W-Why haven’t you done the same thing to me?”

"Well it turns out, Damien," explained Zoe, "That you're not like the other men here. You see, we've always known that, somewhere on the earth, there existed one man, the Chosen One, who wouldn't be susceptible, at least permanently, to our powers. We would be able to shrink him down, but he would always begin to regenerate his size eventually. Aaaaand...well, it looks like we found him!"

"You're the Chosen One, Damien," breathed Tarryn huskily, and Damien saw her wrap a big, thick cock ring around her giant penis, adjusting it so that it was squeezing hard around the base of her length. She was not even hard yet, and already, it was an effort to get the cock ring down there. Damien couldn't help but think that the ring wouldn't even stay put on his cock. But he was distracted from this thought by Tarryn stepping forward, so that her cock was lined up with his chest. She was forcing him to notice the size comparison – her totally flaccid cock was over 9 inches, and his totally-erect one was 5...not even close to the same size. And then, very slowly, Tarryn's cock began to rise.

"Please…don't...don't do it again,” begged Damien, the hot color rising in his face as he watched Tarryn’s cock get harder. He had no idea what all this “Chosen One” stuff meant, even though they had just explained it to him. He was too distracted by their bodies, and by the impending implication of what was about to happen.

"Stop what, little man?" Tarryn teased. Damien had retreated helplessly to the bed, and Tarryn followed him, not letting him escape. The smirking face of Zoe wasn't far behind. Before Damien could do anything to stop her, Tarryn lay down on the bed, directly on top of him, so that the base of her cock and his cock were even. But despite the even starting point, her cock was already 4 inches further up his chest than his own cock, and with each passing moment, he could feel her lengthening further still, thickening, pulsating against him as it literally grew up and up and UP his belly.

"And you know the reeeeeally fun part, Damien?" asked Zoe throatily, leaning in next to him, speaking into his ear, "Because you're the Chosen One, that makes you...our Master!"

"Ugggggh, yeeeessss," moaned Tarryn, obviously excited and aroused just by hearing Zoe's words, and Damien could feel her cock getting even bigger, thicker, veiner, and heavier against his stomach, "Our sweet, soft, small-dicked little Master, who just can't help himself noticing how small he is compared to us...uuugghhhh, just LOOK at that comparison already! My cock is almost TWICE the size of yours now, and I'm only getting BIGGER!"

"Now what do you think of THAT, Master Damien?" cooed Zoe into his ear, beginning to lick and tongue it, making out with it, as she thrust her tongue in deeper and deeper.

"I...I’m your master?!” Damien stammered, bewildered, before quickly recovering and trying to capitalize on this new information, “So...I…I want you to stop, and…I command you to stop! O-obey me now…!" 

"Heheh ohhhh how PRECIOUS!" laughed Zoe, still tonguing Damien's ear, "He thinks he can fool us, Tarryn, moaning about how this isn't what he wants!"

"Yesssss, we can see through your words, Little Master," groaned Tarryn sexily, wriggling her huge hips up against him, "You're trying to keep up appearances, but the two of us know what you TRULY want, and as your devoted servants, we're going to MAKE IT HAPPEN! And there's NOTHING that your sniveling, protesting, pathetic little masculinity can DO about it!"

Tarryn's cock was so huge now that it bumped into Damien's chin, pressing his entire head upward as it continued to grow and grow in veiny, pulsating length against him. She was totally right – there was nothing he could do to stop them, and that reality broke down any last remaining resistance he had. He cried out, cumming down Tarryn's stomach, spraying his load all over the place, getting Zoe wet with his cum as well. The two girls moaned out in pleasure, as the cum made them both grow bigger and bigger, as Damien continued to shrink smaller and smaller. His cock was the same size, but Tarryn's had now burgeoned up to a mighty 14 inches. With a loud, sexy roar, she flexed her monstrous cock against him, pushing his entire face aside as it grew up PAST HIS HEAD. As she flexed, the cock ring could stand the pressure no more, and shattered into pieces.

"GET over here Zoe!" grunted Tarryn lasciviously, "And give me your pussy to fuck in front of Little Master – his holes are waaay too small for me now, to say nothing of his little dick...I mean look at it compared to MINE now!"

"And I'll make it EVEN BIGGER!" cried Zoe in determination. She pushed Damien sideways out from underneath Tarryn, and Tarryn propped herself up on the bed on her knees, holding her giant cock in two hands, shaking it like an enormous meatstick. Damien couldn't believe how colossal and weighty it was. But what happened next shocked him even more. Tarryn was 9 feet tall now, and Zoe was 8 feet, but even at that size, he thought there was no way Zoe could take that humongous cock. But she seized it in two hands and immediately started shoving it down her throat. 4 inches went in...then 6...then 8...then 10...and still she kept pushing.

"Oh my GOD!" cried Tarryn, her eyes rolling back in her head, "She's already swallowed TWO of your cocks, Little Master...and she's still PUSHING....ohhhhhh GODDDDDDDDD, ZOEEEEEEEE!!!"

Zoe's gorgeous face was screwed up in determination, and, right before she was about to put in one final effort, she looked directly at Damien, winking her impossibly beautiful green eye sexily...and then she went for it, throating the ENTIRE REST of Tarryn's cock. It had grown to an unimaginable 25 inches, but Zoe took it all down her throat, and instantly began swallowing the thick loads that Tarryn shot down her gullet.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed Tarryn at the top of her lungs. Damien could do nothing but sit there on the bed, cowering, as he subconsciously stroked his own 5-inch cock, cumming over and over again, until he was only 4 feet tall. The next thing he knew, he was opening his eyes, and a 10-foot Tarryn and 9-foot Zoe were grinning down at him from above.

"Well Little Master," teased Zoe, licking her lips, "Seeing as how you can never shrink down completely...ready for Round 2?”