Eventually, it started again. Hannah made sounds, she recognized dimly; she made sounds all through every masturbating. Her penis started to swell again, red from its recent exertion, and the light that Hannah flew in started to pulse again. The thing reacted much more violently this time, providing feelings so intense that Hannah could scarce cope with them; the light started taking on a red mist, and Hannah did it again.
"YesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesOhGodMyGodWhyHaveYouForsakenMe!?!??!"
She blew again; blew more than last time, it seemed. Her hand fell from the softening shaft, and she realized she had somehow laid down in the bathtub. The semen pooled around her was impossibly deep--it felt like almost half an inch!
Hannah's mind reeled with unstable lucidity, but she realized also that her cock was definitely bigger now--about two inches now. She held her palm up to it as measurement, and flaccid, it reached the entire length. Then she realized that at this length, she could wrap both hands around it, and in her high she went back to work.
"Double barrels," she said through gritted teeth, pumping painfully.