May Cause Swelling
“How about these honey, I hear they always work for the guys in my bowling league?” Bryan asked, catching up with his wife who still scanned the shelves .
“No, those make you drowsy.” Beverly answered, her bloodshot eyes only giving the box he held a casual look. “Besides honey, those aren’t the generic brand. I’d rather save some money and still get something that works.”
Bryan looked past his wife at the shelves, lined with box after box and bottle after bottle of allergy relief. This was a problem every year around this time. The air began getting hotter and dryer, and with that change came the constant sinus problems, clogged nose, watery eyes, all the symptoms Beverly absolutely couldn’t stand. She’d always been a bit susceptible to allergies but now that they were married, he was realizing just how much.
“How about these here?” He asked, picking up a box and turning it over to read the directions.
Beverly moved in next to him, her body warm and still looking quite desirable to his eyes, despite how she felt lately. He’d been crazy about the girl for years growing up and they’d dated through college. Now they were out in the real world and finally married as of two months ago. Unfortunately his fantasies of her finally being his and fulfilling his kinky desires were mostly just that, fantasies. Often he’d discovered, what you imagined in your head just wasn’t the same as the real thing. Sure, things were great between them, but these damn allergies had really put a crimp on their love life.
As Beverly read the back of the box he’d found, Bryan leaned down and smelled her hair. She could turn him on no matter what she looked like and her carefully styled auburn hair had always been a major attraction for him.
“No, no honey, this wouldn’t help.” She answered looking up into his eyes. “Just read all these side-effects. I don’t want to deal with anything worse than the allergies, what would be the point of that?”
As Beverly strolled off down the aisle, Bryan read the tiny print.
‘May cause difficulty breathing, restless sleep, heart palpitations, kidney failure, internal bleeding, skin irritation, watery eyes, headaches, nausea, and dizziness.’
“Shit” He grumbled. “What the hell do they release the stuff for if it can cause things like that?”
Tossing the box back on the shelf, he caught up with his wife and felt the lateness of the hour. They had been out for nearly an hour since she’d been unable to take anymore and insisted on going to a drug store. Bryan just knew dinner was getting cold and his stomach was begging for some nourishment. Still, he thought, the faster his beautiful wife got over her allergies, the faster they could go back to their happy newlywed life.
“Here’s one that might not be so bad, it has side effects but I really don’t think they’ll cause me any problems.” Beverly said, holding out a small red and black box for Bryan to look at.
Bryan studied the box and realized he’d never even heard of this brand. Must be relatively new generic, he thought.
“Allergoner,” He read. “One pill lasts 24 hours, immediate relief proven in lab testing. Sounds good, what are the side effects?” Bryan asked turning the box over.
‘May cause bloating and certain swelling, memory loss, lapses in judgement, lactation, and certain sexual side-effects.’
Reading the label again, Bryan looked back up at his wife. “Are you sure about this honey? These don’t sound that small to me.”
“Oh come on Bryan, most of those probably don’t even occur but in maybe one out of a thousand cases and at least there’s nothing about any major organs involved.” Beverly said, grabbing the box and walking off towards the front of the store.
“Yes, but memory loss, lapses in judgement?” He said, walking with her.
“Bryan, I’m pretty sure those are extremely rare. Besides, you’ll be with me to remind me what I forget or correct my judgement.” She stopped and smiled at the man, her face actually brightening a little as she teased his worried mind.
As they neared the register, Bryan added. “Okay and lactation?”
“Really Bryan?” Beverly replied handing the cashier the medication. “You’d probably enjoy that if it happened, besides you know that’s almost impossible.”
Taking the receipt and leaving the store, Bryan smiled as well. His wife may have concerns and allergy issues, but he trusted her judgement and she always set him straight. As they got in the car and buckled their seat belts, he looked over and couldn’t help but imagine Beverly with lactating breasts. As a boob guy he had to smile at that thought.
At home, Bryan reheated their dinner and got a bottle of wine to relax with. As Beverly got undressed and wore her pajamas to eat dinner, Bryan stared at her. She was a beautiful woman and he’d certainly been missing her in bed lately. Hopefully this Allergoner would do what it claimed and she’d be her old self again soon. The meal was quite short as each was very hungry and Beverly was looking forward to taking her medication and climbing into bed early.
As Bryan kissed her goodnight and went in the den to read the paper, Beverly went into the bathroom and washed her face, tying her hair back and brushing her teeth. Reading the back of the box one last time, she questioned one part she’d failed to notice before.
‘Alcohol may strengthen side-effects’
She dismissed this warning as mainly for those about to operate machinery or cars but the instructions on dosage were open for interpretation. While the front of the box indicated one pill for 24 hour relief, the back of the box said that two pills may be taken initially for severe allergies. Looking up into her red eyes and feeling the nagging weight and pressure of her sinuses, Beverly quickly poured a glass of water and downed two pills.
Climbing into bed, the woman hardly had a moment to toss and turn before she felt her pressure being relieved and her breathing ease. In minutes she was sound asleep and dead to the world until morning.
Bryan woke up late the next morning, the sheets spread loosely across his waist and his arm stretched out to where his wife usually lay. Looking over, he noticed she was already up but as it was close to 10 o’clock that wasn’t unusual. Saturdays were his favorite day for this very reason. He could sleep late, not be in a rush to do much of anything, and spend quality time with his wife, wherever she was.
Showering and getting dressed, Bryan walked into the hall outside his bedroom. “Honey, you here? How’d the medicine do?” He asked walking into the kitchen.
Sipping some coffee, the man scratched his head and looked around. No sign of Beverly, that was odd. Then he heard the muted groan from the den.
“Honey, you in here?” He asked, figuring maybe his wife was laying on the couch watching television. He nearly dropped his cup of coffee when he saw her.
Beverly was laying on the couch all right, but she wasn’t watching television. In fact she wasn’t watching anything as her eyes were currently tightly shut. Her legs were spread and one hand was buried in her cunt up to the knuckles, thrusting away as she moaned and gasped with every movement. Her other hand had shoved her shirt up and was massaging away at some of the largest tits the man had ever seen. If not for the fact that she had the same long auburn hair and her voice sounded familiar, Bryan would have been convinced this was not his wife.
“Holy shit, what happened to you honey?” He asked, rushing over to her side and struggling to tear his eyes away from the amusement she was causing her own body.
Beverly had always had a nice rack, at least in his mind, but now her tits were huge and droopy, looking like two giant tear drops that she currently groped away at. He watched her face tighten in pleasure and her mouth open wide with what appeared to be pain but must’ve been only the highest form of pleasure. Her ab muscles tightened and relaxed with every thrust of her one hand and she opened her eyes and looked right at her husband.
“Hey baby, what do you mean ‘what happened’? I’m feeling incredible, allergies all gone.” Beverly said, sliding her hand free from her cunt and doing nothing to close her legs.
Swallowing hard, Bryan looked her up and down. Not only were her breasts huge, her hips and thighs seemed somehow larger, curvier. He placed a hand cautiously on her side and then felt her head. She wasn’t warm, no fever, he thought.
“Honey, your breasts, what happened to them?” He asked.
“These,” Beverly said, giggling as she reached up and cupped both massive udders in her hands. “What’s wrong with them, they look fine to me?”
His wife continued playing with her tits and giving him an innocent look with her big brown eyes as he licked his lips and shook his head. “They’re... they’re huge... what happened to them?”
Sitting up on the couch, Beverly allowed her tits to fall towards her abs, resting just above her belly button. She leaned back and looked questioningly at her swollen assets. Giving them a little shake and causing her husband to nearly fall backwards as he watched them jiggle, Beverly looked back at him.
“I don’t know what you mean, weren’t they always this big?”
Suddenly it hit Bryan like a ton of bricks. The swelling, the memory loss, those were side-effects listed on the back of the allergy medication. He panicked as he tried to remember the others, his wife still playing with her tits and barely letting the dress she wore fall back over her exposed pussy.
Pacing back and forth, he seemed to recall that none of the effects were all that serious, nothing life-threatening and sexual side-effects may account for her behavior he’d witnessed. Looking down at the woman, he slowly calmed down and actually began to consider things. It was a Saturday, he had the day free, his sex life with his wife hadn’t been all that great lately, and now she was a real bombshell just waiting for some action. His cock began to harden and his thinking began to be placed in its capable control.
“Baby, I’m horny, how about you fuck me?” Beverly said, her voice taking on a familiar pleading tone that she usually reserved in order to go out to dinner or see some chick flick he wasn’t interested in. This time, though, it was for something he could completely get behind. He smiled, behind, or on top of, he thought.
In less time than it took for him to sit his coffee cup down, Bryan had dropped his pants and grabbed Beverly by her slightly widened waist. He threw her onto her back and rammed down into the woman, sinking his cock deep inside her belly and thrusting away like a teenager. He’d never been quite so turned on as he watched her massive tits jiggle and sway all over her chest as she tossed her head back and screamed in almost instant orgasm. The woman was a regular banshee as he fucked into her, pounding her hard and dirty, listening to the slap of flesh and her passionate cries.
“OH fuck me, fuck me hard, oh it feels so good.” Beverly moaned as she reached up and began crushing her tits in her hands.
He stared down into her eyes and saw how wanton and energetic they were. This woman only wanted to be fucked and fucked rough. He slammed into her hips so hard it nearly hurt and moved one hand up to grab her nipple, pulling it away from her body and releasing, letting it snap back in place. This only turned his wife on more as she repeated his actions on her other tit, grabbing her nipple and stretching it way out from her large droopy tits, only releasing it when she couldn’t pull any further. Each time, the nipple seemed to swell slightly until eventually they were pretty swollen and puffy with bright pink aureola and small little bumps just begging to be sucked on.
Over the course of the next half hour, Bryan slowed down and sped up his thrusts, holding back as much as possible and enjoying quick sucks and slurps of Beverly’s long nipples and sliding his hands all over her buxom body. The woman was a regular animal as she clawed at his back and pulled him into her harder than ever before. Sex had always been good, but never quite what his fantasies created. Bryan realized he could never say something like that again. This experience was far beyond any and all of his wildest fantasies. He held himself deep inside her cunt, feeling her thighs lift up and wrap right into his side as he jetted his load inside her. Collapsing on top of her expansive pillows, he’d never orgasmed so hard in his life. He felt spray after spray shoot deep inside the woman and wondered if he’d ever be hard again.
It was nearly two hours later as Bryan was trying to eat a sandwich for lunch that his answer came on strong. Beverly had been strolling around the house in nothing but a shirt since they fucked and her tits if possible seemed slightly bigger, not necessarily larger, but somehow fuller and firmer than before. She walked into the kitchen and looked out the back door across the patio, her eyes suddenly taking on a strange sort of focus.
“Hey babe,” She said, looking right at Bryan. “I have a wicked idea.”
Bryan felt his cock jump just at her tone but couldn’t help smiling and watching her cleavage jiggle as she walked right up to him. “What’s that?” He asked.
“You know those kids who are always drinking beers and being loud on the weekends up on the neighbor’s deck?”
“Yes?” Bryan asked, having no idea where this might be heading.
“Why don’t we give them a show, you know something they can really enjoy?” Beverly said, parting her blouse and reaching in to grope away at a swollen breast.
Bryan knew something was wrong as soon as the woman had spoken. Beverly was a great girl but she was a real prude about public displays of affection. She hardly let him kiss her, much less do anything even remotely intimate as she now seemed to imply. Lapses in judgement, he thought, well this certainly qualifies. Amazingly enough, the idea actually turned him on. He had a hot wife, he thought. Who cared if the kids next door got a look at just how hot as long as he was the one getting the action?
Grinning, Bryan laid down the rest of his sandwich and stood embracing Beverly. “You’re insatiable aren’t you?”
“You better believe it.” Beverly giggled as she grabbed his hands and led the man out onto the deck.
Bryan glanced up to his neighbor’s house on the hill behind them and saw the kids, there as always playing music and goofing off as kids always did. One of them pointed his way and soon he had three captivated guys watching as his wife tore open her blouse and waved up at them.
The music drowned out anything the boys might be saying but Bryan had to imagine they were as stunned as he was by his wife’s new body. She was as hot as ever and a regular fireball now when it came to sex. Beverly turned and tilted her head back to him.
“Come on Bryan, fuck me like a real tramp. Make those boys wish they were you.”
In little time and with no need for encouragement, Bryan was again slamming his cock deep inside his wife, this time over the railing of their deck. He reached around and massaged her tits, definitely feeling some tightness there he hadn’t felt before. He lifted them up and shoved one nipple towards Beverly’s lips so she could take hold and suck on it while she had her cunt plowed into from behind.
The boys stared on in complete shock, one even dropping his beer bottle, which silently rolled away. Bryan only grinned more and really slammed into his horny wife. He’d never experienced the thrill of such a public act and that thrill combined with his wife’s incredible body led to a quick and passionate orgasm.
“OHH, OH yesss, OH fuck me, fuck me, come on fuck my goddamn brains out.” Beverly shouted, staring up at the boys with every ounce of lust she could. She wanted them to imagine they were there, that it was any one of them sending their cock deep inside her and squeezing at her tits.
“Unghh...” Bryan grunted, trying to hold out but completely failing as he gripped his wife and sank fully inside her, bottoming out and flooding her with even more cum.
The boys continued staring, not a one moving an inch, their mouths hanging open and even from this distance their pants rather tented. Bryan laughed and leaned over his wife, feeling the incredible warmth of her body and loving the thick smell of sex that drifted off her.
More than an hour later, Bryan was watching sports on TV when Beverly sauntered into the room. She’d put her dress back on and was wearing another shirt now, but with the expansion of her chest every shirt only drew more attention to what she hid underneath.
“Bryan, I think I have a problem.” She said.
Turning down the volume on the television, Bryan looked concerned and patted the couch next to him. As she took a seat, he looked her in the eyes. “What is it lover?”
Melting a little at the tone in his words, Beverly looked down and simply nodded towards her chest. “It’s my breasts.”
This was it, Bryan thought. She’d finally remembered that they weren’t always this big. Oh well, he figured, it had been fun for a while. “Honey, I know they’re big, but I’m sure the swelling will go down.” Bryan answered.
“No, no it isn’t that.” Beverly said. “It’s this.”
With that, Bryan watched his wife lean back on the couch and lift her thin shirt up over just the bottoms of her big droopy pale white tits. He couldn’t help but smile as she grabbed a hold of her nipples and massaged them, making them harden and lengthen. Then he let his jaw drop slightly as she squeezed and pulled at them both, tiny streams of white fluid squirting out across the air and landing somewhere on the other side of the coffee table.
“Oh my god,” He gasped. “You’re lactating?”
“Yes, and I don’t know what to do. They’re really beginning to hurt.” Beverly said, shuffling uncomfortably.
Maybe his wife had forgotten her sideways comment the night before about how much he’d probably enjoy this, but Bryan hadn’t and his dick hardened right away as he saw those tiny little dribbles of white trickling down over her swollen breasts. He smiled up into her eyes and grabbed her, pulling her in for a kiss.
“Don’t worry honey, I’ll help you out there.”
For the next hour, Bryan lived out just one of his many kinky fantasies he never thought he’d fully realize. He threw Beverly back on the couch and quickly rid her of her shirt. Leaning in he sucked fervently on one and then the other of her nipples, tasting and drinking of her incredible breast milk. He’d never had such sweet nectar as he crammed as much of her tits into his mouth and crushed at the base, flooding his throat with thick creamy fluid. It was an almost endless supply and he spent long minutes draining each breast loving how his wife kept her eyes closed in pure enjoyment.
Eventually his game moved on into more perverted territory as Bryan had Beverly down on all fours and sat beside her milking her like a cow, squeezing and massaging each teat until she filled a bucket he’d gotten from the kitchen pantry. She gave him dirty looks the entire time and even played along, mooing like a cow as he finished up by mounting her and fucking her into unconsciousness.
Beverly lay there on the floor, tits splayed out and cunt packed full of fresh sperm, as Bryan took the bucket of milk into the kitchen. He dipped a finger down and tasted the juice, wondering what he should do with it. Finally, he decided it was just too good to pour out. He made some room in the fridge and sat it down, walking off to rest in the recliner and read the paper as his wife slept.
About another hour later, Bryan was finishing up the sports page when Beverly appeared at the door. She was only wearing her dress and both tits looked slightly less swollen than they had earlier but milk still glistened over the nipples. She smiled at him and licked her lips, really presenting how truly fucked she’d been today.
“There’s my little milk maid, how are you honey?” Bryan asked, laughing.
“Oh you better believe I’m good,” Beverly answered huskily. “In fact, I might be rather famished.”
Bryan watched in complete enjoyment as his wife lifted one of her tits up and opened her mouth wide. She made sure he could clearly see everything she did as she turned to the side and then squeezed her tit hard, sending a thick spray right into her mouth. She swallowed down gulp after gulp of her own milk and enjoyed the look her husband was getting. His pants were for the unbelievable fourth time that day, growing quite cramped as his cock just begged to get some more action.
Not ten minutes later, Bryan plugged away at his wife, this time right in front of a big picture window. It was dark outside and he and Beverly both knew anyone walking by on the street could look right in and see what they were doing. Neither one cared at all who watched, in fact it only added to the excitement. Beverly leaned forward over the back of the couch and stared at her reflection in the glass. Her hair was matted to her head with sweat and her big floppy tits jumped forward with every deep driving thrust Bryan gave her. He slammed into her harder and harder, his body tired and sore from the busy day, but still pushing his own limits as he only wanted to enjoy this while he could.
“Oh Oh, Oh yess, Oh shit honey, you’re so good.” Beverly cried out, grabbing both her tits and squeezing tightly, aiming twin sprays of milk right at the window. The glass was covered with thick white fluid which dribbled down and distorted their reflection as Bryan sank all the way inside and flooded his wife with even more semen. He’d never given her so much in his life, even the honeymoon not comparing to the day’s kinkfest.
Falling back away from his wife, Bryan nearly passed out and yet couldn’t help but feel pride at having such a lovely creature entertaining him all day. Looking at the mess they’d made, he passed it out of his mind and figured they could worry about that later.
It wasn’t a few hours later that both Beverly and Bryan fell asleep content and happy in their bed. It had been quite the active day and both slept without interruption until the morning.
On Sunday, Bryan got up early and did some cleaning. He wiped up stains from the couch, carpet, and cleaned off the picture window. Looking in the fridge he took out the bucket of milk and after having a hearty share of it with his coffee, carefully poured the rest into an older milk jug. Placing it back in the fridge he heard a stirring in the bedroom and went to greet his wife.
Beverly was practically glowing as he walked in the room. But other than her glowing and beautiful face many things had changed. Her tits were no longer massive, going back to their perky and lovely size. Her thighs were also nowhere near as rounded but he didn’t mind. He’d been expecting the effects to wear off sometime.
“Hey honey, you’re beautiful as always this morning. How are you feeling?” Bryan asked.
“Great,” Beverly replied stretching. “Allergies aren’t bothering me at all. That medicine worked wonderfully, just in time to enjoy a nice relaxing Saturday.”
Bryan looked at his wife with a little confusion. “It’s Sunday, honey, don’t you remember anything about yesterday?”
“Sunday, really, wow that medication must’ve really knocked me for a loop.” Beverly said getting up and walking into the bathroom. “Well, I feel great whatever day it is.”
As she started her shower, Bryan reached into his pocket and pulled out the red and black package of Allergoner. He smiled, realizing it was only a matter of time before his wife’s allergies returned and now he could look forward to that day. Sometimes, he thought, side-effects were the best part of over-the-counter medication.