The Accidental Roommate Ch. 04

Sam giggled a little and walked over to the blushing Tyler and kissed him. "You're cute when you get flustered."

"I was just watching the edited copy that I got back today to make sure it was up to standard-"

"Cute, but you don't have to make up an excuse just to watch me have sex with you." Sam smiled and turned to grab her shower caddy. "I mean I know I'm the hottest thing you and your cock have ever laid eyes on. No need to be ashamed of it." She put her thumbs into the waistband of her athletic shorts and with a quick shimmy, had them and her compression shorts down around her ankles. Bending over to give Tyler a good look at her enticing butt, she let her shirt slide over her head onto the floor she reached behind her back with both hands to slide her sports bra to the floor as well. From where Tyler sat he could see the pendulous globes hanging from behind her body and as she stood back up she turned and took a couple steps back towards him before leaning over and nibbling gently at his ear. "This is where you say, 'yes babe, you're the hottest thing I've ever seen.'"

Before Tyler could respond there was another loud *WHUMP* and the pens and pencils on Tyler's desk jumped and rattled. Sam erupted in laughter standing back up and grabbing her towel and shower caddy once again. "I'll take that as a yes, but I do expect an answer to our little game when I get back."

"You can't just leave me here after that." Tyler groaned sliding his cock out from underneath the desk allowing it to stand straight out from his body. "Take responsibility for what you've done."

"Oh trust me, I love what I've done to him," Sam grinned and wrapped her towel about her naked body. "And I take full responsibility for making him this big." And with that last chuckled she left Tyler and his semi erect cock to think.

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When Sam walked back into the room, towel about her body she wasn't exactly sure what to expect from Tyler's answer. She was confident that she'd dropped enough hints during the day, after all it was only sporting when messing with reality to drop some small hints. So when the door opened and Tyler was sitting atop his bed eyes staring up into the ceiling his cock draped over his leg and off the side of the bed she couldn't help but chuckle.

"What's so funny?" Tyler lifted his head to look at the doorway.

"Nothing." Sam shut the door and hung her towel on the hook behind it. Quickly putting on some decent pajamas she took a seat next to her desk and pulled out the notebook. "So ready to make your guess?"

Tyler groaned from his bed and slammed his head backwards into his pillow. "Do you have any idea how hard this game is?"

"I imagine it gets quite hard."

"I mean, I feel like you changed something...I don't know, big."

"It is a pretty big change."

"For all I know you could have made yourself queen of the USA and they're erecting a monument in your honor just off campus."

"I wouldn't say that. I mean the erection isn't even mine."

Tyler turned his head towards her, "So it is a monument!"

"I guess you could call it that." Sam chuckled as she opened the notebook. Her eyes glazed over the wording on the page below as she thought, "A monument to male sexuality." On the page below in her curled script were the words, 'Tyler's penis is big enough that when erect it is taller than he is and his testes will swell to maintain their current proportion with his penis.' Glancing back up at Tyler she gestured to the notebook in her other hand. "So what's your guess?"

Scrunching his face up Tyler eventually exhaled, "You made your boobs smaller so you could be better at field hockey."

"And what made you think that?"

"Because in the video from last night, you were just so...natural with the bigger boobs you gave yourself. Like you had them your entire life and-wait I have a different guess! The glamour you used last night is how you REALLY look. I mean real as in before today. You changed how you look so that you looked totally different today."

"Is that your final answer?"

"It's better than nothing." Tyler said a slight note of confidence in his voice.

Sam sighed and closed the book and held it out for Tyler. With a triumphant cry he reached out only to have Sam pull the book back at the last second. Sam laughed as he nearly tumbled off the bed, "Of course that wasn't it! You really think I don't like the way I look that much?"

"Well remember yesterday when you said if you were flat chested you'd be so much better at field hockey and sports."

"Duh, but I like the way I look silly." She laughed and walked over to Tyler to help him back up onto the bed. With a grin she leaned over and kissed him before returning to her seat at her desk. "I can't believe you didn't get it. I guess I'll have to try something even more noticeable."

"So you're not going to tell me what it is?"

"No, didn't you read the rules?" Sam held up her note from the morning. "You get two changes to guess tomorrow, but you only really need to guess one for it to be your turn again." She rolled her eyes as she opened up the spell book, "Although how you didn't guess it is beyond me. But now it's time for you to sleep so I can start my next round."

"Wait but I'm not even..." His head drooped on back down on his pillow and his eyes closed as slow and steady breathing escaped from his lips.

Sam turned back to the notebook and couldn't help but shake her head in amazement. "How could he not think it was weird, having a cock bigger than he was?" She thought back to her new memories of the previous night, and how it had felt to be atop his enormous cock and how wet it had made her to simply straddle its length and girth. But most importantly she remembered the burning desire between her legs to have his cock inside her.

"But that would have killed me." She sighed and picked up a pen from her desk and held open the notebook. But as she did so a smile crept to her lips, "But what if I was big enough to take that thing?" Her mind was made up, and only seconds later she was looking at the text on the page below her first line as it read, 'Sam is big enough to fit Tyler's penis inside her vagina.' Satisfied with her work she touched the words with her finger and watched as they turned silver.

No sooner had the words finished changing she bit down heavily on her bottom lip to stop herself from crying out in ecstasy. Even still a slight moan escaped through the sides of her mouth, her vision flashing stars and spots as warmth flooded her body. She tilted her head downwards and saw for the first time that she was no longer sitting on her chair at the desk, but instead was sitting on the floor. She turned her head around and saw that her bed was no longer there, and as she was spinning her head back around that was when she smacked her forehead into the crossbeam of the ceiling. The pain jolted her even as she hunched lower in the room her shoulders now pushing against the ceiling despite still being seated. Her head forced down like it was from the lack of room she was forced to stare into her own swelling cleavage, like a canyon before her vision. She could feel the tops of her breasts pushing into the tops of her legs, even as those continued to travel further and further across the carpeted floor.

The sensations of the plush carpet were like tiny feathers along her swelling legs and burgeoning ass tickling her body like a lover's caress. She knelt further, her shoulders pushing even more heavily against the ceiling forcing her chest even harder against her legs. She could feel her engorged nipples brushing against her knees and hesitantly reached out with one hand to grasp their hardened length. Her other hand snaked its way between her legs, the feeling of her body growing against the carpet had quickly built to a crescendo, and she needed something to release the pleasure. She could already feel the puddle of her fluids that had soaked through the carpet beneath her and all she wanted was more. She grasped her breast, wanting desperately to pull it towards her mouth and suckle her nipple, but in her crouched position it was nearly impossible. Her feet had long since made contact with the other wall, and as she felt the cool wood against her enormous backside contrast with the surging heat within her she came explosively.

Slightly addled from her erotic release, Sam suddenly felt the pressure of her body against the ceiling cease and she straightened slowly until she was sitting upright once more. She held a hand up to her face and watched as her fingers still slowly swelled in her vision, growing longer and thicker to her eyes even as the juices drenching her fingers begged for her to return them to her slit. Ignoring the impulse, she reached up, expecting to come into contact with the ceiling. Only the expected collision never came. Tilting her head upwards she saw that the ceiling looked just as far away as it used to be if she was her original size. Looking back, she could see that the walls stretched further and further into the distance, and with a sigh of contentment she leaned backwards until she felt the coolness of the carpet against her back. Breathing heavily, she could see her breasts still swelling upwards. Each breath she took it looked like her breasts were retaining, so that each hurried intake caused them to dominate more and more of her vision.

Her right arm snaked its way down the side of her body, still feeling the tingle of stretching skin beneath its caress. Her left hand meanwhile found its way into her folds again, and pulling her legs up she forced her knees down to the carpet to give her better access. Until her knee came into contact with something small and wooden and her mind snapped back to alertness, "Tyler!"

Sam pulled herself back up to a sitting position and saw that indeed what her knee had hit was none other than a pitifully small bed barely larger than her foot. And there sleeping comfortably was Tyler. He looked unharmed, but she reminded herself that with her size she was pretty sure she needed to be a lot more careful. Taking stock of her surroundings she saw that the room had changed to include a lot of furniture that looked to be Tyler's size stacked in a corner, whereas in the far reaches of the room Sam could see a desk that looked to be her size and some large cushions instead of chairs. Turning further she saw what looked like a bed roll laid on against the far wall and a handle sticking out of the wall which she assumed was her closet.

Rolling over carefully and getting to her feet she had a slight sensation of vertigo before her mind readjusted to its new height. From where she was standing Tyler's small body looked so far away and she had to stop herself from reaching down and plucking him from the bed and seeing if her wish had proven true. Instead she wrenched her eyes away from his body, specifically the long slab of flesh that looked like an extra leg, and walked towards her desk where the book still lay. As she approached it she marveled at how small it was until it resized itself for her to read. "So why am I so big?" she asked placing her hand on the book.

Within moments text began to appear on the blank page in front of her, "At your current size of forty-nine feet and six inches Tyler's erect penis will fit perfectly into your vagina. Reality has been rewritten to make both of your conditions normal as you requested." Reading the first line had set her pussy aflame once more, but reading the second line caused Sam some pause. At least until her mind flooded with new information, her smile growing wider and wider.

"Well when you mess with reality interesting things happen." She chuckled. Turning back towards Tyler she bit down a little on her lower lip still eyeing his body. "I still want that thing inside me," she thought walking back his way. "But I think I can wait just a little bit and let him sleep. After all, he's got a BIG day ahead of him tomorrow." That didn't stop her from reaching down and gently cradling his body and lifting it up towards her chest. Walking back towards her bed roll, she laid down, careful not to squeeze Tyler's body, and once she was lying on her back she placed him between her breasts watching him disappear between them until just his head poked out the top of her cleavage. Leaning forward she kissed him on the head and murmured softly, "Sweet dreams my big little man."

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