Jen calmed herself down, she didn't need her behemoth growing any larger. She got up and struggled with the weight of her massive package, up the stairs, only to find her cock and balls were too wide to fit through the front door. Jen grumbled with frustration as she walked around the side of the house and let herself into the backyard, there she carefully sat down on the back porch, her cock laying to one side having been dragged along like a hose as she walked, it's flaccid three and a half feet length longer than her legs were.
She sat there a while until her mom came home.
"So, hows my big girl doing today?" She ribbed.
"Um... fine thanks." Jen muttered, growing an extra inch, not that it mattered to her anymore.
"You don't sound fine." She prodded.
"Well," Jen said, "You know that town curse."
"Oh yeah, T and D right, so?"
"Well, what if I told you I didn't have this cock this morning?"
"Don't be silly, you've always been a big girl, the biggest in our family." Her mother said, "So, if you didn't have that how do you think you got it?"
"Well, I got cursed and every time I tell a lie it grows an inch, I can make it stop, but only if I like... well you know."
"Oh, that's devious. Well why don't you just curse me and I'll change you back."
"Um... well."
"Oh just do it, you'll be fine, promise." She said.
"Okay, um... Transform or Dare."
"Dare."
"I dare you to change my curse."
"Okay honey, transform or dare."
Jen sighed "Transform."
"So, for your transformation your manhood will no longer grow when you lie, however..." Jen gulped "...if you have been lying since you grew, which I doubt it, your growth you already have will change to.... two... no six inches per lie you told today. And no one, except you and me will realize that you changed at all. Have fun sweety... and remember mommy always knows if you lied."
Jen's mother went inside as she felt the horrifying changes begin, she heard the flesh creaking as all her lies came back to haunt her, her once mammoth cock bloated, stiffening as her cock head stretched further away. Jen couldn't breath as her now rock hard behemoth became gargantuan, it cam still growing as her balls flooded outward in the yard. Jen started to cry as her once manageable four foot cock reached ten, then twelve and kept growing, it slithered forward on the grass, reaching the stone wall, it curved to the right, shoving against the corner, it pressed it's length against the other wall, finally curving around, making a u shape around the yard, and stopping at a unbelievable twenty four and a half feet, her balls now the size of mini vans, her cock cradled them, filling the entire back yard with a sea of the frightened girl's flesh.
Her cock head sat next to her on the deck, a massive beast, nearly as large as as a car tire. Jen sobbed quietly for a while until she had calmed down, and felt the lust build, she couldn't resist it, the breeze against her skin turned her on, the sun on her flesh felt wonderful, it finally hit her, her body was now feeding itself through her cock, somehow the sun powered the petite woman connected to the blasphemous body part she now owned. She moaned finally giving into her lust, grabbing her massive cock head and pointing it into the yard she rubbed it, it didn't take long until she finally cam, blasting seamen all over her balls, she screamed with horror and delight as the cock finally responded. She believed she would be satiated, but it demanded more from her, hour upon hour she continued, a prisoner to her cock.
Inside, Sarah, Jen's mother watched as her "daughter" fed the insatiable lust that now consumed her, knowing she had done this to her made her a little guilty, but then again, Jen was a stuck up little girl and needed to be taught a lesson for lying. Now in possession of the curse she considered what to do, unbeknown to Jen, her mother was actually a boy who had been cursed to be this woman, she liked being a woman, but wanted something more. Sarah thought about it as she watched Jen scream and cry in lust and horror, filling the yard with her massive back-stock of seamen, wondering what to do next.