Drug Trials Ch. 01

Megan finished her routine in the shower and stepped out. She loved the view in mirror. Her body dripping with water, her nipples bright red on her tan cleavage. Her semi hard cock reaching mid thigh and her large testicles bouncing and slapping her thighs with every step. She was sexy and she knew it.

Megan had no sooner wrapped a towel around herself when Lindsay came bouncing in. Bouncing was the correct word too, the red hair had recovered nicely. Her hair was soft and a brilliant red. Her boobs had reinflated back to full C cups if not D cup territory. Her body was undoing all the damage. "Hi lover!" She chirped before embracing the Raven haired goddess and sticking her tongue deep down her throat.

Megan reciprocated the gesture before pushing Lindsay off her. "Morning to you too."

"You're up early today! Do you have time for a quickie? I need it bad!" Lindsay crossed her legs and put her hands over her cooch. Admittedly, she looked adorable in that pose. Her blue eyes taking on an anime size.

Megan considered. She had a lot to accomplish today. She had another checkup, an audition where she'd be reading against the emotionless Kristen Stewart, then an interview late in the day. Her day was packed but her cock stirred and told her what it wanted.

Megan ran into the studio office with a reckless pace. Her actions earlier in the day, while thoroughly entertaining, had left her behind schedule. Lindsay wouldn't let her leave her apartment without a fuck. She had brought her red headed minion to countless orgasms as she pounded her over the bathroom sink. While loose from whoever she did in the past, Lindsay was just barely able to take in Megan's wide 14 inch long cock. Hitting her cervix brought them both extreme pleasure. If Megan had to guess, she would assume Lindsey was now completely ruined for anyone els, and possibly pregnant. That hadn't come up with her doctor at all. Was Megan fertile? She'd have to ask her doctor next time she showed up in a few weeks.

Her doctor visit went precisely as planned as well. The routine exam started with just the usual measurements. Her breast side had increased to a healthy G cup. Remarkably, she had no difficulty holding up their increased mass, it seems that the miracle drug had increased her back muscle mass as well. With the quick exam over, the more intimate examinations were ready to begin. The small doctor was a symphony as sounds as everything she had learned in med school went out the window. Positions never thought possible were learned and exploited as Megan plowed her from behind. She had taken longer than necessary but the results were well worth it. Another drug sample in hand, and the doctor a passed out cum leaking mess in the exam room.

Now, however she ran into the room with speed and skittered to a halt. "Can you be on time for once."

The voice was as emotionless as the person that spoke it. Kristen Stewart was known for being the star of Twilight, but also known for being an emotionless and expressionless girl. Megan put on her best smile, "I'm sorry my doctor's appointment ran late this morning, and I've been trying to get caught up ever since." She adjusted her top to better suit her large mammaries.

"Oh the doctor! Did you finally get that prescription for Actinol? It'll really improve your work!" She was emotionless, but still had incredible sarcasm. Megan was not impressed. After apologizing to the director they had begun. The scene in question was read. Read again, then once more. Something seemed to be missing each time. Megan knew the reason precisely, but no one else wanted to catch on. After another disappointing read the director had it and called a break.

"Do you mind if I have a word with Kristen for a minute? I think I know how we could improve the scene."

The director nodded and Megan grabbed her costar and dragged her to a side room. She gave Kristen no time to respond and she slammed the door shut and locked it tight. "What's the ide..."

Megan had silenced her with a kiss. Their lips interlocked and Megan's tongue probing deep down inside her mouth. Her hands roamed up and down the slightly taller star, taking notice of her relatively flat body. It was a miracle anyone consider her a star with that body. She was featureless terrain to Megan, ripe for conquest. "Come Kristen, we need to get some emotion into you." Megan tugged at her shirt trying to get the garment off. Any resistance Kristen had was melting away by Megan's frantic motions. Kristen was pliable as Megan nearly ripped off her own shirt and overloaded bra in one gesture. She was able to guide the girls trembling hands to her breasts and the long thick nipples that were just begging for attention. Kristen steadily kneaded the mounds before her. Megan could only moan as her delicate fingers squeezed her plump nipples. She nearly had a boobgasm when Kristen suddenly stopped and pulled away. The dickgirl whimpered in protest of being denied release.

Megan gasped as Kristen latched on. Her tongue danced along the large aerola before flicking the large nipple. Megan's passion erupted from her. In a flash Megan had worked down Kristen's pants exposing her simple panties that covered her sex. Megan's own pants came down and her cock came roaring free. Kristen had little time to panic before Megan held her fast and worked the panties down. Her sex was dripping as Megan lined up her large cock head and started to insert it.

Kristen tried to pull away but Megan held her fast. "Come on now bitch, you're going to learn to show some emotion! Here's how we do it!" It was hard at first, she had not practiced this position with an unwilling partner, but Megan was able to grab the girl and slowly send her into a wall. From there she was able to lift her up and slowly piston into her. Each thrust caused Kristen to unleash a cry of pleasure.

"That's the stuff girl! See what happens! You love this don't you!? Say it! Say it!"

Kristen's cries echoed thru the room. "I love it! I can feel it! It's amazing!" Her voice was both hoarse and a explosion of emotions. The best way to describe it was that every bottled up hidden emotion was unleashed at once, all thanks to Megan and her cock. Kristen was mostly along for the ride but now returned in passion. She was exceptionally tight, no doubt Robert wasn't as big as he would claim, or simply her cunt wasn't as well used as it should be. Megan would fix that. "Now Kristen! I'm going to cum deep deep inside you. When that happens you'll be mine got that? Got it?"

Kristen nodded as best as she could. Megan's rough pounding was causing her to shake with many orgasms.

"Say it!"

"I'm yours! Completely! Now release it in me!" She shouted with as much passion as her exhausted body could muster.

With her proclamation Megan slammed herself far into the now emotional starlet. Her cum bubbled and erupted in a singular blast that shot deep into her now passionate costar. While not intentional it seemed that Megan had claimed another woman for her cock.

An exhausted Megan Fox stumbled back into her house. Between work, travel, and nearly nonstop sex with a revolving chain of people, she was beat. It turns out that Lindsey used sex as a substitute for drugs. She demanded constant attention to keep her from going back to blow. It was wearing Megan out. In order to relax she opted to take a bath. She slumped into the bathroom and turned on the water. On a whim she dumped in some bubble bath and Epson salt. She looked at the handful of salt in her hand and added 1 more for good measure, praying the salt may soothe her nearly raw cock.

While it was filling, Megan started to strip out of her clothes. Her tank top slipped up over her head with considerable effort. Her large breasts had gotten even larger in the past weeks and her clothing now stretched tightly. There was no hiding her thick nipples now. Her stylish but woefully inadequate black lace bra breathed a sigh of relief as she undid the 4 hooks. She herself breathed in relief. The custom made bra was tight, but kept the ladies in place. Megan was unique, her proportions were outrageous and a bra with a 32 inch band and GG+ sized cups didn't exist. The first custom bra maker nearly passed out when she took Megan's measurements.

Regardless, her girls bounced free and her nipples stood large and proud as always now. Moving lower she slid down her pants. It was a struggle to get them over her ample rear, but the denim gave and sent tingling sensations thru her body as it went down her thick thighs. Her flaccid cock and balls rejoiced in being free from their denim prison and expanded slightly. They were still constrained somewhat by her boxers. Megan had experimented for some time with different underwear. Thongs were a no go, regular panties were off the table. She tried boy cuts, but they made everything tighter than Kristen's ass. Briefs were also attempted but the white cotton failed at even half staff. So boxers it was.

The material slipped down and her cock and balls merrily bounced free. With that final step she gave herself one last look in the mirror then turned and slunk over to the tub. Before she slipped in she found her pez dispenser in her purse and popped a single pill in her mouth. As the warmth of the pill spread through her body she slid into the ever receptive water. Everything tingled as warmth overcame her from both ends. She closed her eyes and rejoiced. Life was good.

Megan's relaxation was interrupted by the vibrating of her cellphone. The vibration was quite audible on the silence of the bathroom. As Megan became annoyed the vibration suddenly stopped. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief it started up again. Her annoyance was evident as she forced her self up out of the soothing bubbles and reaching for her phone; nearly dropping the phone in the water due to her wet hands.

Looking at the number she didn't recognize it, and her number was kept very private. With an annoyed glare she answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Megan Fox?"

"Speaking." Megan slid a few inches deeper into the tub.

"Hey! I heard from an acquaintance that you're on a drug trial for some new medication."

"That's right." Megan's free hand snaked down to her large cock. She idly played with it while she spoke to the mystery caller. She wasn't sure who the other person was but they sounded sexy.

"I'm on the same trial now! The company insisted I was a good candidate. I've started immediately, maybe I could come over and you'll walk me through it?"

Megan sighed, on the one hand she didn't want the distraction, in the other, she would have a new pussy to plunder. The very thought sent her cock to full hardness. The 14 inch monster erupted from the bubbles like an old sea monster searching for prey. She couldn't argue with it's needs. "I suppose."

"Great I got your address and I'll be over in an hour. See you soon!" A click ended the call.

Megan idly tossed the phone away. She had a new target! Admittedly Lindsay was getting a tad boring and wearing her down, a new cunt to plunder may invigorate her. She let the bubbles and suds over take her as she stroked her cock. While it desperately called for a release, she was holding back unwilling to let her immediate desire tamper what may happen later. Megan was forced to tease her cock with an achingly slow hand job. Her left hand slowly traveling the entire 14 inch length only to turn around and return. Her right hand pinched a nipple as she imagined her mystery caller. Some sexy starlet, or down on her luck girl turning to the new drug to improve their career. But wouldn't that give them a cock? Surely they were working that out. Her doctor said they were moving past alpha stage Curvoma. Even still a cock wouldn't be bad; her pussy hasnt been used in many months. Since her last random hookup in fact. Megan let out a low moan and started pumping slightly faster.

Before Megan's arousal could get to far, her phone beeped again. It was decidedly for the better it happened, already she was close to losing control. Thanks to the drug her arousal would quickly win battles of will vs her logical mind. Almost regretfully she pulled the drain and stepped out of the tub. Suds cascaded off her body as she stood up. Megan found where she tossed her phone and looked at it.

Low battery. That's what caused her masturbation to end. Oh well, she toweled off and gave herself an approving nod in the mirror. Time to get ready!

A scant 20 minutes later she was pacing the floor in front of her door anxiously awaiting her new guest. Her long legs stretching a pair of yoga pants to their limit, her cock and oversized testicles making a huge impossible to notice bulge in the front. A blue tank top completely her ensemble. Her large breasts held down by an industrial strength black sports bra. Yet her long thick nipples still managed to show through all the material plain as day.

Megan was about to leave when the doorbell rang. She leapt to the door and practically tore it off its hinges to see her mystery guest.

Megan was completely surprised by the girl at the door. While it took her a moment to recognize her, there was no mistaking the pixie of a person that was Avril Lavigne. Her slightly longer than shoulder length blonde hair was loose around her head. Of course there was a streak of pink in it. Her signature smokey eyes was dramatically toned down, and for once Megan could make out her eye color. Blue. Yet, there was more to the girl then just her head. Avril had kept her signature look on despite all the turbulence in her career, and this time was no different. An oversized black jacket hung loosely on her shoulders while her frame was covered by a slightly too large black tank top with a while skull emblazoned on it. Her small pert breasts barely made any impact on the top. Her small ass and probably smaller sex was covered by a plaid kilt? Skirt? Was it a kilt if a woman wore it? Megan was getting off track. A pair of black leggings dove into her boots.

"Megan! It's good to see you again!" Avril rushed forward and embraced the taller girl. Stunned Megan did nothing for a brief moment, her mind whirled and analyzed. Her second head did its own thinking and started its' own actions. Blood slowly engorged her flaccid member, all due to the hug of the pixie blonde. OF COURSE! She had met Avril before. Between her two marriages they had chanced into each other at some event. Both were scoping out potential bedmates that evening. As she recalled, none of the possible suitors met her standards. Maybe that's where Avril met Chad. Regardless, she needed to get control of things fast before one head took over the other.

"Yes, good to see you too!" Megan broke the embrace and led her into the living room. The small singer picked a couch and plopped down. From her motions and movements it was obvious that something was bothering her. "So what happened? I thought everything was going fine?"

The answer was a long time coming. "It was. At least I thought I thought it was. I had met Chad and things were good, but then my last two hits...really weren't. Hello Kitty caused way more controversy then I thought, and the last album plummeted. I have the feeling Chad might be trying to sabotage me and my label might drop me."

"So that's why you got on the trial?" Megan arched an eyebrow.

"I did. He's not touching me anymore, and it's just...frustrating!" She let out a sniff/whimper. Megan felt her cock plump up. "Then this company called and offered to get me into this drug trial to improve my image. They mentioned that you did it too."

Megan nodded, not disclosing the fact that her career took a hit and this was a way to recover. Avril stopped sniffing and examined her partner. "So what happened? They gave me something called Curvoma Type-B. What did you get?" Avril started to fish into her purse and extracted a pill bottle.

"They gave me Curvoma Type-A. I guess I'm patient zero." She laughed. "There's a lot of things the happened they gave me the pills. For one I feel almost addicted to them. They just make your body feel sooooo goooooood." Megan stood up and modeled. "My boobs got bigger as you can tell." She cupped them inside her top. "They went up a modest B to a full F.

Megan moaned out "And sensitive. My nipples just love it. They're erect nearly all the time. Mmmm the love to be sucked and teased"

Avril sat mesmerized by the display before her.

"My hips, they've gone up too. I was a 32, now I think I'm near a 40. Most of this is in my ass!" As if to show off, Megan practically thrust her increased booty in Avril's stunned face. "Last though. I got this." Megan turned and just a foot from Avril she cupped the unmistakable bulge in her pants. As the blonde could only stare, Megan slowly pulled down the tight constricting yoga pants. Her large thick, semi flaccid member slowly came into view. Below her large orange sized testicles hung low in her sack. "Mmm yeah, that's nice." Megan's eye were shut and she slowly rocking her hips from side to side. A free hand started to pump her member to hardness while her other groped one of her large breasts.

The dance was hypnotic to Avril. Her hands were drawn to the sexy woman in front of her and her pseudo-strip tease lap dance. Her hands slammed onto Megan's hips and slowly drew the tan goddess forward. Her small tongue darted out, licking her lips at the large member drawing closer to her lips.

Megan's eyes flashed open and she pulled back. Easily breaking the lock the blonde had on her. "That'll be for later." She grinned predatorially and sat back on the couch, cock bobbing against gravity's pull.

Avril whimpered, lust was evident across her face and her entire body. Megan could see the smallest hint of nipple poking through her top. She was aroused. "Awww..."

"So what else did you want to know?"

"Well...I...umm...I..." her eyes never left the cock bobbing before her. "Will that happen?" She half pointed, half reached for the magnificent member.

Megan shrugged, "I really don't know. My version caused it, yours may not."

"Is...umm...everything still there?"

"Oh of course!" She pulled her pants down even more and angled her cock up. A small hand picked up as much of her sack as possible and lifted it out of the way. It was incredibly arousing to Avril, no doubt she easy thoroughly soaked through now. Megan looked down between her mammoth boobs, her cock pressing deep into her cleavage, mere inches from her mouth. Avril gripped the couch cushion, desperately fighting with her fleeting willpower to not jump the raven haired sex goddess before her.

"See? Still there, but it hasn't gotten much use lately." Megan sensed her guests struggle and upped it a notch. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth and traced around her plum sized cock head. "Mmmm. That feels so...goooood."

Megan panted, "I don't even know if it changed. Maybe it's tighter, but it's certainly wetter." To demonstrate a free finger traced her folds and their glistening contours. "Sensitive too." She purred out.

Avril abandoned her pretense of control and launched herself up from her couch. She neared her mark, Megan's large bouncing cock. It's large red head called to her and she responded. Like a moth to a flame she approached the tip. Licking her lips drew closer and closer. Her tongue stuck put as she was mere fractions of an inch away. Avril took in a breath, only to loose it as strong hands forced her down. She panicked as Megan hands held her head. Thry did not however push her away, rather they pulled her in closer to a different destination.

Avril nose came to rest against something moist. She opened her eyes to her vision covered by flesh. Megan testicles covered her face while Avril mouth was now at her entrance. Avril had never knowingly gone down on a girl, but it seemed she didn't have a choice now. Tentatively, she stuck her tongue forward and licked at the glistening folds before her. Remarkably, Megan was,sweey. Her juices were liquid sugar, tasting of honey.