Chapter 2 - Ana
Ana was sitting in the back of the bus by the window. It was a sunny Saturday morning, people were walking and cycling in the city but not with the usual rush of the weekdays. She was squirming in her seat, seemingly nervous about something. Actually she was. Ana was a shy, introverted girl, who managed quite well all by herself, but got a bit tense around strangers. She had some difficulties opening up to others her social awkwardness was partly a result of her bad experiences with people in her life so far. She was only 20 years old, yet she already had her heart broken many times. Even though she had a hard time approaching others, the same was entirely untrue the other way around. Men, and sometimes women were frequently bothering her with more or less sophisticated ice-breakers and pick-up lines, but she learned how to turn them down quickly. She just didn’t want to get emotionally hurt again. However, this morning Ana was nervous because she would have to go and initiate a functional relationship with another. She moved to the city to leave the bad memories at home, and did not have enough money to get her own place. She decided to share a flat with someone, at least until she can get herself a job to support herself. She found this advertisement online - a young university student looking for a flatmate. It was quite cheap, in a quiet part of the city, and everything else also checked out. Ana contacted her by e-mail, and they agreed upon meeting today morning at 10. This is where she was headed, to meet her would be flat mate, a complete stranger who she would have to live with for months, and it really made her nervous. At least the girl - Meg - seemed nice based on the short electronic conversation they made. The bus reached her stop, and she made her way off it, followed by quite a few gazes of the other passengers. She got used to the staring, and at least they didn’t talk to her. Ana quickly checked her phone for the address, and walked the remaining 2 blocks, until she got to the building. It was an old brick apartment house with 4 stories, but the well-groomed flowers near the entrance and by the windows indicated a nice neighborhood. She reached the entrance, and found the intercom, but couldn’t get herself to press the button. What should I say? Just introduce myself? Formally or casually? Or maybe crack a joke? She debated with herself, when the door opened, and an old lady walking a small dog left the building. “Come on in, darling!” she invited, holding the door open for her “This old thing is broken more often than not.” Ana murmured a silent thank you for the lady, and made her way to the apartment house. The flat was on the 4th floor, and the building had a newly build elevator, which was already waiting for her on the ground floor, so she stepped inside, and pressed the button to close the doors. The walls were made of mirrors, and she tried to calm herself by checking her attire and making sure, that she was looking appropriate. Not that she could look otherwise. As mentioned before, Ana was attracting quite a lot of attention, and this was mostly because of her looks. She was quite tall, 6 foot 1, with a voluptuous hourglass figure. Slim waist, wide hips, thick, but still graceful thighs, ending in long, shapely legs. She had only the slightest amount of fat just to make her even more feminine. Her face was equally beautiful, heart shaped with slightly visible freckles. Her big, green eyes, sensual lips and perfect little nose belonged to fairy tales. She had long brown hair that she wore in a braid reaching down to the middle of her back. Of course, none of these could compare to her ridiculous bosom. Her breasts were humongous, massive mountains on her chest. They were twice the size of her head each, and perfect in shape. Their curves and jiggling left no doubt they were real, even with their impossible size. If she dropped her arms beside her body, the side of her melons were still visible even from behind. Her profile visage was equally insane - the massive mammaries stood out over a foot from her ribcage, and their lower curves, despite their perfect shape and custom-made bra support hung down to nearly reach her navel. Her light sundress decorated with floral patterns, made by Ana herself somehow covered most of her endowments, yet still hugged her form, barely showing the little paunch of her belly, reaching to her mid-thighs. However, her ministrations mostly focused around her backside. Her buttocks, like the rest of her body was perfect, big and round, but still taut, it was her favorite part of her body. She spent a full minute fixing her dress around it, wiggling her bum back and forth a bit, until she was satisfied with the result. When she was ready, she pressed the button for the 4th floor. Once there, she found the flat easily as it was directly in front of her. She reached for the doorbell, but hesitated a little. Come on, don’t be such a coward! She scolded herself as she pressed the button. The door opened shortly after, and she saw Meg for the first time and she was stunned by what she saw. Meg was a stunningly beautiful girl, though half a head shorter than herself. She radiated confidence and strength in a way Ana could never imagine herself doing so. She wore a black spaghetti top that emphasized her sizeable breasts, probably fake as she had such a lithe and tight body. A few inches of her stomach was uncovered, and part of a tattoo could be seen on her side. The girl also wore a pair of black baggy trousers, that was a bit strange given the temperature outside. Her punk-goth-emo or whatever it’s called look was complete with her blue and black hair, pierced lips. And for some unexplainable reason, Ana found herself drawn to this strange girl. “Uhmm… Hi… I’m Ana...” she started with an unsure smile, waving her right hand, while the other was meddling with her hair in her confusion. They stood like this for a while, in her confusion, Ana could not read the look on Meg’s face. “I’m Meg. Come in, look around, if you like it, the small room is yours, sorry about the mess, I havetogotosomewherejustlockthedoor,” she jabbered, then quickly squeezed past Ana, accidentally brushing her breasts, and ran down the stairs. Ana stood in the door dumbfounded, then stepped into the apartment, and closed the door behind herself. It took her a few moments to realize what just happened, but once here, she tried to make the best of it. As she looked around, she realized, the flat really was a mess. Meg mustn’t really like chores it would seem, as pizza boxes, dishes and some clothes were lying around in the place. However, the flat itself was really nice. The living room was spacious with a comfy looking couch, a smoking table, and a flat screen TV with an X-Box. The kitchen and dining room was in the same space, only separated by a half-height wall. There were two bedrooms connected to the living room, and Ana could immediately tell which was Meg’s from the unmade bed and clothes lying around. The other one was untouched however, with a nice queen sized bed, a desk, a beanbag chair and a closet with a full-body mirror on the door. All in all, Ana really liked the place, but it would need some serious tidying, which she was really good at, and even liked to do. It gave her nice opportunities to enjoy her secret hobby… Since Ana didn’t know when Meg will be back, and she didn’t want to leave rudely without a word, she started to make herself useful. She picked up the junk lying around, did the dishes, and even collected the scattered clothes and put them in the laundry bin. As Meg was still nowhere to be found, she even vacuumed the place. While doing so, she would have been a strange sight if anyone were watching. She occasionally walked around tip-toed, swayed her butt sometimes, and whenever she bent over, she did it like she was trying to seduce some invisible observer. Even though her impossible bosom was dancing around in her self-made dress, her moves were still somehow focused on her butt. Occasionally she took a little rest, caressing her sexy pouch-belly for a while, then resumed working with a smile. All that cleaning had washed away her worries and made her really comfortable. Comfortable enough, that she started taking glances at the bathroom. Once she was finished, Ana contemplated a little, then with a deep breath, went for the bathroom. She was pleasantly surprised at how clean and hygienic it was, especially after how the rest of the place looked like. It had a nice spacious shower cabin, a washbasin with a mirror and shelves for the myriad of things a girl needs in her bathroom, and a toilet. She stood before the mirror, and examined herself again. She knew, she was a walking beauty-goddess, but somehow that still did not help her fitting in, making real friends, and after all the disappointments, her self-confidence was really hurt. However, that did not mean she could not enjoy herself, more precisely, her body, when she was alone. “O-okay, let’s do this,” she encouraged herself, as she turned around and pointed her magnificent ass towards the mirror. She pulled up the bottom of her dress to reveal the perfectly shaped round bubble-butt, and the obvious lack of panties on them. She watched her superb bottom above her shoulder in the mirror, as she reached back with both hand, and gently, but still firmly separated her perfectly round cheeks. They parted with ease, and she pulled on them until her backdoor was clearly on display. And what a sight it was! Her anus was huge, its ring swollen, and wrinkled, like it was used to extreme dilation, yet it was incredibly elastic, and still tightly closed around a black plastic tube coming out of it, and going up into her pussy. Her womanhood was also large and puffy, as if after a nice and thorough pussy-pumping session, however, Ana never had to alter them that way, they were absolutely natural. Her meaty lips were sealed around the tube tightly, making sure it did not dangle low enough to be visible when her dress was being properly worn. She reached behind and put two finger under the tube, and gave it a firm pull, only to reveal a black shape inside her pussy. Her lips were clinging to it, and as she increased the force, they stretched around the fist-sized plastic orb, until finally, an inch out from her crotch they gave up, and with an audible plop it came free. It was the hand-pump part of an inflatable dildo, and it hung there, the other end still hidden inside her butt. “Now the fun part,” she muttered to herself, as she started to push with her anal-muscles. “Grrrrll!” she growled as her anus began to stretch around something massive emerging from her depths, the meaty lips stretching thinner and thinner, pushing out from the base of her ass like a small volcano. Her anus dilated an inch wide, then two, but still, the massive plastic inflatable did not break free. She gritted her teeth and suppressed a moan of both struggling and pleasure, and with great effort gave it a final push. Her hole distended unbelievably, probably 3 inches wide or more. Her meaty anus was stretched thin around the invader, and then, suddenly, the dildo’s end freed itself from her depths, and darted towards the floor. However, she quickly grabbed the outer end with her hand, and held it in place. “Not... so fast…” she scolded her toy in her hazy thoughts, calming down from a small orgasm the sudden exit caused. Legs still slightly shaking, she turned sideways to the mirror, and pulled up her dress to reveal her sexy potbelly too. Her profile view was really something! Shapely, long legs, with thick thighs, ending in a big, round bubble-butt pierced with a 3 inch thick black inflatable dildo. However, the curve of her surprisingly firm and tight belly was a bit odd, or at least would be, if someone were to watch. It looked like she had eaten too much, however, the bulge was more firm, had a more solid shape to it. The mystery was solved quite quickly, however. Ana started to caress her belly, while her other hand was still holding back the humongous anal intruder. Her face showed nothing but pleasure and lust as she watched herself in the mirror. Then, very slowly, she started to let the thick inflatable out of her stretched bottom, and her belly visibly twitched. The black giant was slowly snaking its way out of her hole, millimeter by millimeter, inch by inch, and the bulge of her belly was shrinking with a similar pace. Ana’s left hand found the end of the toy still buried deep inside, and was tracing it as it exited her agonizingly slowly, yet incredibly pleasurably. Her right hand controlled the pace of the process by gripping the outer end of the inflatable toy, and when she gripped it harder to slow it down, she felt the air rush into the still buried parts, increasing the pressure and along with it her pleasure. She stood there in front of the mirror with her ass pushed out back, to counterbalance her massive bosom. She watched in awe as the thick black inflatable dildo was slowly emerging from her tightly stretched anus, she felt the other end shift inside her. The experience was so overwhelming, that she was orgasming the whole time, not even remembering when it started. As the black monster emerged, it became apparent, that is was some kind of special device. In fact, Ana obtained it from a shady website specializing in exotic sex toys. She had to save up for it, but as it turned out, it was worth every penny. Its length was divided into 2 inch-segments, and band-like parts separated them. As it slowly emerged from her rectum, it stretched to the max again and again when the inflated parts came. Eventually the bulge in her belly subsided, and with an audible “plop” the whole oversized toy became free, leaving behind a twitching, gaping, swollen, still orgasming anus. Ana leaned on the sink to get back her composure, her heavy mountains seemed like swelling with each deep breath, until she rode out the aftershock of her long orgasm. Then she turned around, and spread her glorious backside again, to survey the damage. Even thou her asshole was stretched obscenely, it was quickly returning to “normal”, a huge, meaty ring of muscle. She flexed her sphincter a few times, until it was able to close once again. Turning back to the mirror, she admired the view of her figure without the added volume of the dildo. Her stomach was flat, feminine, slightly muscled, it was simply unfair having a body like that. She knew it, but still, somehow she was shy, insecure around others. When she thought about it, she concluded that it must have been because of the fear of others not seeing her, only her overly sexualized body, and her previous experiences proved her right. Ironically, she herself was also in love with her body, more precisely her ass and the pleasure she can give herself with it. Shaking her head, she dismissed the gloomy thoughts, and rearranged her dress. It was a bit loose around her now flat belly, but the massive swell of her bust made it nearly unnoticeable. When she was all done, she reached for the inflatable, and started to fidget with it dreamily. It was truly magnificent, it looked a real monster in her delicate hands. The shiny black rubber was 3 inches thick at the base, and the tube to the pump section was connected to the center. Its length was equally impressive, 24 inches of glistening plastic. Every two inches, a strange thin ring constricted the girth to the same girth as the base, but the pressure of the air inside bulged the sections between them to about half an inch thicker than that. No wonder, her belly bulged when it was inside, once she calculated the monster’s volume to be around 3 gallons! It was also surprisingly heavy for an inflatable, as it had a solid but flexible core, that contained the real funky stuff. It had two dial-like rings on the pump part, and her fingers traced around them. None of them were at the maximum, so she rotated the first one until it clicked. Immediately, the girth of the constricting bands enlarged, the toy gaining an additional half inch in diameter, but became less rigid, as the pressure dropped inside. She smiled and licked her lips as if seeing some really yummy meal, and tried in vain to encircle the dildo even with both hands. Then, she turned the other dial, and the space between the rings increased with a click, and the already huge device grew an inch surpassing its previous two-foot length. One more click, and the dildo looked like 26 frightening inches of anal destruction, however the drop of air pressure made it more sponge-like, and the bands were not taut anymore. She started to slowly pump the monster up with one hand, while feeling up the toy with the other. She pumped, until its firmness was the same as before the size increase, and admired the view before her. “Soon… I can’t wait to take you!” she said to her inanimate lover, and the thought of it still not being set to maximum size sent shivers down her spine in excitement. Then she heard steps approaching just outside of the open bathroom door...
