Dating My Growing Crush: Chapter 8(Illustrated) (Patreon)
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The next morning, Calvin awoke to a sticky situation. One moment, he was struggling to rub sleep out of his eyes, and the next, he realised his covers were sticking to him. What really woke him up was the sensation of the sheets rubbing along his dick. About eight inches of sensitive skin coiled through the sheets and sent spikes of pleasure so vivid that they had him sitting upright immediately.
‘What the hell happened to me at night?’ he tried to reason when he looked down at himself. Whatever Ruby had started by turning him on over that phone call seemed to have continued deep into the night because now, he’d managed to cover most of his bedding in cum.
The dreams that caused this? He remembered vividly. Only in those dreams, Ruby had managed to transcend human limits and grow breasts so absurdly large that Dream Calvin couldn't get enough of putting his dick between them and sucking them.
He covered his face at the thought, ‘I'm so glad no one can read my mind…’
Bzzt bzzt
His phone vibrated, saving him further self-humiliation.
'Aren't I forgetting something?' he thought to himself as he grabbed the device. It was a text message from Anna.
Anna: Almost to town. Meet me at the train station in an hour. Don't be late.
The blood drained from Calvin's face. They were supposed to be meeting in less than an hour, and he wasn’t the least bit ready.
He spied a bottle of pills at his bedside table. Suppression pills designed to stop exactly what he’d been experiencing during the night. Considering he mainly took them so he could be professional at work, this was unknown territory. Calvin hated the idea of relying on pills to moderate his relationships outside work.
If any of his friends didn’t like that he could be a bit of a horny bastard or pervert sometimes, then they weren’t really his friends, were they?
Still though, the new variable was his bigger, more sensitive dick, which was so active that just thinking of the dreams from the night had triggered another unbelievably hard erection.
‘I think I should take care of this before leaving…’ he thought to himself.
…….
When Anna talked of visiting, he’d anticipated a LOT of things. They could go bowling, go to the arcade, the aquarium, the cinema, eat out or even go back to his place to just chill and play video games, and they had indeed done some of those things, but none of that prepared him for a dinner at a fancy restaurant.
She wasn’t even hiding her smugness. Anna currently sat in front of him, sipping a milkshake with excitement beaming from her face. She went on to break decorum just a little bit and squeal at the taste exploding in her mouth.
Fortunately for him, he’d finally managed to stop looking at her through lustful eyes. Even after unloading what felt like a litre of cum in his bathroom, his eyes had zeroed in on the cleavage she had on display the moment they’d seen each other, and it had been a battle against his lust for about two hours before it subsided.
He was only glad his erection hadn't gotten so bad as to hinder movement.
“You really didn’t have to come all this way, Anna,” Calvin tried.
“I wanted to,” she answered. “We haven’t seen each other in such a long time. Though, I must admit I was a bit disappointed in the lack of effort you put into dressing up.”
“You promised we were going to the arcade or the bowling alley,” the man nearly growled out.
“A full day out and you didn’t expect us to eat even once?” she blanched.
A sigh escaped the man’s lips as he covered his face. Even if they had chosen to eventually eat, this was not what he had had in mind.
He looked down at the menu again and read the word 'shrimp' for what was perhaps the fourteenth time. He needed to reduce the amount of time he spent looking at Ruby if he wanted to maintain a serious conversation.
“Here’s your food, sir,” came a voice from above him as the waitress placed his food down. “We offer complimentary drinks to beautiful couples.”
“Oh, we’re not…” Calvin gasped, stunned beyond words. “We’re just... friends.”
By simply looking up at the woman, he'd felt his blood freeze up. All the work he’d done to keep himself calm came crashing down. He was only glad he hadn’t worn a tight pair of jeans that would get uncomfortable quickly.
She was gorgeous, and unlike the casual brand of beauty that came with all girls in the city who’d at one point in their lives taken the Fertility Pill, this lady had put on so little makeup that her freckles showed, which added the sort of charm that usually caught him off guard.
Ah, yes, this was exactly why he’d learned to either look down, up at posters or at his phone when he was out in public. Her apron struggled to hide a bust he could kill to bury his head in, and she had quite the killer smile.
“Oh?” the waitress exclaimed, “Well, in that case, don’t hesitate to ask for ‘anything’ else you might need.”
Turning to the girl opposite him, she added, “I’ll bring your food over shortly. I appreciate the patience.”
Anna’s face held barely contained fury as she watched the curvaceous waitress walk off with an exaggerated sway to her hips.
Calvin was especially captivated by the way her ass fought so hard to tear the tight skirt to shreds as she walked. It was enough to have him give up on keeping his erection behaved.
A snap of his friend's fingers brought him back to reality. “Do you know her?”
“Umm… no. I’ve never eaten at this fancy restaurant. The atmosphere is too suffocating,” he managed to cough out. “Did she look like she knew me?”
Anna scoffed, “Unbelievable! This is what I get for not training you well.”
“Training me?” he wondered.
“That girl was flirting with you, and you just stared at her ass like a fool,” Anna scolded. At least she had the decency to lower her voice as she spoke, “No wonder you’re still single.”
“Did you come all the way here to remind me of my solitary life?” Calvin asked with a sigh, digging into the food in front of him. It was good, so at least he could say he liked that part of his day.
“No. I apologise,” she raised her hands, “That was out of line. Can we talk about something else? I think the last thing you told me was that you bought a new game.”
That was inaccurate. The last thing Calvin had told her before this day out was that Ruby was his new colleague. It was the whole reason Anna had come all this way to hang out. As it so happened, his dear best friend was stalling.
“I… started it yesterday, before a certain someone decided to invite me to spend the day with them,” the truth involved Ruby, but he still wasn’t sure how to bring that up, especially the part where she’d triggered a side effect of the Growth Pill that he’d never heard of.
“Huh, is that my best friend’s way of saying he’d rather be gaming than spending a day with me?”
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Author's Note: Getting the waitress's number and texting her wouldn't hurt, right? 😭
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