A LONG DRINK OF WATTERS

by Rapscalion

  Mark was surprised when he got the call from Stephanie, his high school girlfriend. They had been pretty much inseparable for three years, but after the Senior Prom, they decided to finally consummate their relationship, and... well, things just hadn't worked out. They had each gone their separate ways for college, she to North Carolina, he to a small school in Connecticut. He was working in the school library for the summer, and found a small guest house to rent.

  And then Stephanie called. It was great to hear her voice. A reconciliation was out of the question -- they still were very fond of each other, but it just wasn't gonna happen. But Mark was not entirely pleased to hear the reason for her call -- she wanted him to meet a friend of hers from school, who was in town for the summer. She thought the two of them might hit it off. It was very sweet of her, but Mark couldn't help but be a bit disappointed. Stephanie was so completely over him that she'd set him up with someone else. But she'd always been the more practical one, and what the heck... Mark didn't have many friends in town. Why not?

  And so Mark called Stephanie's friend, Kathy Watters. Kathy wasn't expecting the call, but she immediately knew who Mark was. She'd heard a lot about him from Stephanie -- all good things, she assured him. Mark talked about school, about Stephanie, about things and stuff in general. Kathy did the same. It wasn't until Kathy noticed the Letterman show ending that they realized they'd spoken for nearly four hours. They resolved to meet the next evening, at 7:30, at her place. They both hung up ecstatic, anticipating the next night.

  Mark drove up in his ratty little Mazda promptly at 7:30. He rang the bell, wondering what the night would hold. The door opened, and Mark looked up in shock. Standing before him, her head flush with the door frame, was a beautiful young girl. At 6'1", Mark wasn't used to looking up at women -- especially such a young-looking girl -- but she stood a good four or five inches taller than him.

  "K... Kathy?" he inquired.

  She smiled down at him, delighted.

  "You must be Mark!" Then she called into the house. "Kathy! Your date's here!"

  "Well let him in, dork!" came a voice from upstairs. Mark recognized it as Kathy's. The tall girl motioned Mark in. He felt so short next to her. It was a feeling he wasn't used to. Kathy called down from upstairs. "Just a second, Mark! I can't find my shoes!"

  "They're down here, dimwit!" the girl yelled.

  With that, Kathy appeared at the top of the stairs. She saw Mark and smiled... she liked what she saw. Mark, for his part, was astounded. Standing there, at the top of the stairs, was the most spectacularly beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on. Long, dark hair. Big brown eyes. A killer smile. And a black mini-dress that barely contained her ample, round breasts. Her long, shapely legs shot out from beneath the short skirt. Mark stared in awe as she gracefully descended the stairs. He was so captivated that at first he didn't realize she'd reached the bottom...

  And she towered over him...

  Way, way over him...

  "So you're Mark," she said, looking down at him. It took a second for Mark to realize her size. There she was, in her bare feet, standing at least a foot taller than him, and probably more. If he looked straight ahead, he would be staring into her spectacular cleavage. So he looked up -- way up -- into those deep brown eyes. "I see you've met my little sister," she said.

  "Mindy," the girl said, by way of introduction.

  Mark just stood there, in awe, as Kathy slipped into her shoes, adding a couple of inches to her already imposing figure. She looked at him funny, and frowned. "Don't tell me Stephanie didn't tell you."

  "Tell me what?" Mark stammered.

  Kathy sighed. "About my size. You had no idea, did you?"

  "That you're tall?" Mark blurted out with admirable understatement. "No, I don't think she mentioned it."

  "If it makes you uncomfortable, we can call it a night," Kathy offered. "I understand."

  Mark snapped out of it. Standing in front of him was not only the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen, but the biggest breasts, the longest legs... hell, just the most incredible female specimen he was ever likely to meet. AND she was the girl he'd spent hours gabbing with on the phone the night before.

  Don't be an idiot, he thought.

  "Don't be an idiot," he said.

  She smiled.

  Kathy didn't have an easy time fitting into the Mazda, but Mark was able to pull the seat back far enough so that, pressing her knees against the dashboard, she could just squeeze in. On the drive over, Mark kept glancing at those incredibly long legs, and her spectacular breasts, bouncing slightly with the car.

  As they pulled into the parking lot, Kathy grinned down at him and announced "Seven foot four." Then added "...and a half." Mark just looked at her, stupidly. "C'mon," she answered, "I know you were dying to ask." Mark didn't think it necessary to acknowledge that he was.

  Kathy ducked into the restaurant, then stood up to her full height. Almost immediately, everybody in the restaurant was staring at her in amazement.

  "Comes with the territory," Kathy assured Mark. "I'm used to it. Sometimes, I actually enjoy it." A waiter seated them, and Kathy slid her long, long legs under the table. They finally ended under Mark's chair. "I hope you don't mind. I have to put 'em somewhere."

  Mark didn't mind a bit.

  As the night went on, they spoke of many things. Mark felt strange asking about Kathy's height, but once he broached the topic, she was more than happy to talk about it. Her parents, she explained, are quite tall -- her mother six-four, her father a couple of inches taller than that. But Kathy had outgrown him before her fourteenth birthday, and kept right on growing. She felt gawky only when she was in the same range as the boys in her class. Once she towered over everyone in sight, she realized it was pointless to try to pretend she was short. And so from then on, she stood up tall and used her size to her advantage. It wasn't until the eleventh grade that she finally filled out, she told him, "but when it happened, it sure did happen." Mark could only nod in agreement. When, he asked, did she finally stop growing?

  Kathy shrugged. "We'll see..." she smiled.

  "You mean, you're still...?"

  "Growing taller?" Kathy asked. "You bet. I've grown two-and-a-half inches since I started school in the fall. My mom didn't stop growing until she was 21, so I may have a couple of years left. It's something of a pain. I keep outgrowing my clothes, and believe me, when you have to have them all made for you, it's not cheap. Look at this dress -- I got it last year, and I'm practically bursting out of it!" As she laughed, she rubbed her long legs against his, wrapping them around his ankles. "What I can't understand is, how did Stephanie let you go?"

  Mark was speechless. This gorgeous giant of a woman was wasting no time in getting physical.

  "She didn't tell you?" he asked.

  "All she ever told me was how great you were. Frankly, I don't get it."

  "Well," Mark replied,"...it's a long story."

  "And it's a long night," Kathy responded. She stood up, just avoiding a chandelier that hung well below the top of her head. Looking up at her, Mark still could not believe her height. He couldn't waste another moment, so he threw a few twenties on the table to cover the tab, and they got back into his car. As Mark started the engine, Kathy leaned against him, her big breasts rubbing against his shoulders. "I'm new in town," she whispered. "I'd love to see the sights. Starting with you naked."

  Mark must have driven 90 the whole way, and he still didn't get there fast enough. He ran up the steps to his front door, fumbling for his keys. Kathy approached from the side. Three steps above her, he was almost her height. Their eyes locked. Their heartbeats seemed to synch up. They grabbed each other and locked lips for what seemed like forever. Finally, they came up for air. Kathy sighed, sexily, rubbing her hand through her long, black hair.

  "Stephanie's gotta be gay. That's the only possible explanation."

  His place was small, and looked tiny when Kathy stood up in it. Then she sat down on the bed. She lay back on it, her hair cascading over the pillow, her knees off the end. She lifted a foot and pulled Mark over. He wasn't exactly resisting. She pulled him down on top of her. He slid his hands over her huge breasts. For the first time, her enormous body was a real, concrete thing. He was not imagining. She was monumental, and magnificent.

  She stood up and unstrapped her dress. Mark went into shock. Her breasts were even more impressive than he'd imagined. Her body was perfect, flawless, a living statue in full size.

  "Impressed?" she asked coyly. Then she leaned over and kissed him. She ran her hand down his chest, popping buttons off his shirt as she traveled to his pants. She unzipped his fly and pulled down his pants. Beneath his jockeys was an impressive bulge. "Mmmmmm, not bad" she purred. And she pulled off his underpants.

  What she saw was a nice, big penis... that promptly flopped downward. Kathy couldn't believe it -- it was as big as any she'd seen, and it wasn't even erect!

  "I'm sorry," Mark said. "Sometimes, it takes a minute. Don't worry, it gets bigger."

  It grew at least another inch downward before it even began to rise. Then, slowly, it got bigger and bigger, angling upwards as it grew. Finally, it pointed up at Kathy. She was astounded -- it had to be a foot long... and it was still growing! Its huge head continued to swell as the shaft extended it closer to her. It grew and grew, bigger, fatter, and longer, until finally it was completely hard. Mark looked up at her.

  "Fourteen inches," he told her. Then added, "...and a half." She just stared, dumbfounded. "C'mon," he smiled, "I know you were dying to ask."

  Kathy wrapped her lips around as much of it as she could fit -- which, even at her size, wasn't all that much. She swirled her tongue around it, then pressed her chest out and rested his massive erection in her enormous cleavage, surrounding it with her boobs.

  "Poor little Stephanie," she purred. "She didn't stand a chance, did she? There's no way she could take something that size!"

  "Believe me, she tried," Mark replied.

  Kathy slid his cock out of her cleavage as she lay back on the bed. He slid on top of her as she spread her legs and let him in. She couldn't believe how deep he was going -- every time she thought he was all the way in, his massive cock probed further. He buried his face in her huge breasts, which swelled in response. Suddenly, she rolled over on top of him and sat up, grinning in ecstasy. A ceiling lamp hung at her head level. Kathy lifted her long arms, raising her huge breasts, and pushed against the ceiling. After a few seconds, the bed's legs snapped under the pressure, giving her clearance. Mark's cock just exploded, throbbing and coming for what seemed like ten minutes. Kathy's body shook as intense pleasure coursed through her long body. Finally, she collapsed onto the bed. She pulled Mark on top of her as they drifted off to sleep.

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