By Jason Collins

Stoned Owl, 2001

DISCLAIMER -

Nobody under 18 allowed, blah blah blah. Sex, inflation, yeah, yeah. Yadda yadda yadda...

AUTHOR'S NOTE-

I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write.

1 - 11:06 pm

I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know what to write. I don't know...

"What's the matter, honey?"

"I don't know what to write," I replied with a sigh, staring at the half filled screen of nonsense.

"Oh, poor baby. Writer's block again?"

"Yeah."

"Here, let me see if I can help you..."

"Help? How?"

"You'll see. C'mere."

I stood, and my lovely vixen bride kissed me. After a moment of surprise, I kissed her back.

"Mmmm," she said, after the kiss, "I think I can help you get rid of that horrible little block."

"Really?"

"Yeah." She backed away from me, slowly undoing the buttons of her blouse.

I grinned, knowing what was ahead for me that evening.

She pulled the blouse off, leaving her in her bra and shorts. She undid the shorts next, and they slid to the floor.

I gazed at my vixen for a few moments. gawd, was I a lucky fur.

I took her in my arms, and kissed her again.

I broke the kiss. "Is it happening yet?" I asked.

"Of course," she said, moving away from me and showing me her belly.

Her belly was pushing outwards slowly, almost like a balloon.

"You know that I get all puffed up when you make love to me," she said, grinning.

"Yeah," I said, starting to pull off my clothes.

We started right there, on the floor of the computer room. I kissed her gently, rubbing her erect nipples. She let out a groan, and her breasts began to swell, throbbing in time with my rubbing.

I slid a paw down inside her panties, and began to stroke her sex slowly. She moaned, and I saw that her body began to balloon even faster.

"Take me," she gasped, "please, lover!"

I couldn't help but oblige her. I pulled her panties off, still rubbing her sex slowly.

She moaned and growled with desire as her body blimped out everywhere.

I placed myself at the base of her rounding form, and pushed my hard cock up into her.

She let out a squeal, and her body increased in it's inflation.

I shoved in and out of her hard, and quick as I could. With the curse she had been put under, sexual contact with me caused her to inflate like a baloon. If I took too long, she would explode!

I kept going, faster and faster, as she beganto round out. She let out short, peircing squeals as her body tightened, filling from within.

With a cry, I came, pumping load after load into her. A few seconds afterwards, I felt her pussy clamp down around my member, as she came.

After it was over, I rolled her huge form from the computer room into the bedroom.

I kissed her gently. "try to get some sleep now, love," I said, walking out of the room.

"Where are you going?" she asked, dreamily.

"To the computer. I have something to write!"

AUTHOR'S NOTE -

Ummm, okay. Sure. I guess so. Er, yeah.