It started to be weekly.
Then twice a week.
And then went to daily.
And ultimately twice a day and occasionally more than twice.
I was such a whore for Jerry's dick.
His dick was so huge that the more he used me the more stretched out
my hole got. And it seems that no matter how big my hole got it still
felt tight.
Soon my ass wouldn't close up. I had to wear diapers to keep from
making a mess and Jerry would stick a big dildo the size of his arm up
there to help keep it from seeping,
I could see it poking my belly out when I was sitting but damn I
couldn't wait till it was the real thing again and Jerry would come
home from work and fuck me.
It wasn't until Jerry was off for a week that I realized how much I
needed his dick in me.
As a football player I was use to eating a lot and working out a lot.
With the injury I wasn't working out a lot but I was still eating a
lot. Jerry was such a good cook. The week Jerry was gone I noticed
that my butt was getting huge. I am not sure if it was the constant
fucking or all the food. Probably a bit of both but my ass was getting
huge.
Jerry was going out of town more and more and I am a crappy cook. I
started going out to fast food places more. And all that bad food was
having it's effect on me. Jerry fed me well and I know I was getting
fat from that but the fast food was doing it even faster.
My butt grew to a shelf. My belly would become a huge ball that would
spread my legs when I sat. My love handles hung over my belt. My face
got rounder. I got a double chin. And My pecs became tits.
As I got round Jerry became more amorous.
He loved the cushion for his pushin.
I would throw my legs up over his shoulders and he would pound me for
hours or I would roll over and he would mount me like a dog.
I so loved this.
My 10 inch dick lost inch by inch as my belly grew foot by foot.
Soon it was down to just 3 inches sticking out when in the throws of ecstasy Jerry whipped out a straight knife and in one quick move
sliced my balls off. I screamed bloody murder. He seared the wound and
I passed out.
When I woke there was a searing pain in my groin and I was bandaged
up. I was still seeing stars.
Why?
Why?
Why?
Well my boy you don't need those balls any more and they were getting
in my way. I kept pounding into them.
But they were mine you should have asked.
Would you have agreed?
NO!
That is why I didn't ask.
Your my boy and I will take care of you. If you want to stay. If you
don't you are free to go.
I laid there in agony thinking about it.
For days Jerry took care of me.
I really enjoyed him taking care of me. I was healing up and was
hoping to be fucked soon and eventually it was time.
I was getting up and eating and before Jerry would fuck me he asked me
do you want to stay or do you want to move on?
I love you. But you should have asked.
Well let me tell you now I will never ask you what you want me to do
to your body if you stay you give it to me to do with as I wish. If
you don't want to stay you can have that control back in your life.
Jerry wouldn't fuck me till I answered him and I took several weeks to
consider it and eventually I agreed to his conditions.
I resigned myself to more changes and I wasn't sure what the next one
might be or when.