Andrew couldn´t help but to ogle at Eunice´s ass as she walks in front of him. She´s leading him to where Cory is, however, he´s enjoying the view.

She was wearing a tank top, kind of lose, but her shorts, they were not lose, AT ALL.

Her unusually short, tight shorts were like a second skin over the flesh of her enormous butt. Her ass cheeks bounced with each of her long, mighty strides.

Andrew had a hard time focusing. No one was looking, right?

Lena would kill him if she saw him, but she ain´t here. It´s just him and his neighbor´s butt. Teasing him without even trying. At 6´2”, Eunice´s hips are leveled with Andrew´s chest.

He´s a 4´11” man, looking up to this amazonic woman. And she´s got all he wants. A nice, juicy butt, and the ungiven permission to look at it. She didn´t said he could, but didn´t said he couldn´t.

“Cory, Andrew´s here…” Spoke Eunice to him, who was just sitting on the couch trying to find something nice to see on their TV.

The screed was huge, but there was never anything good to see.

Eunice turned, her ass hiding as her hips turned, and when he noticed she was rotating, he turned his eyes somewhere else. Up to her face, craning his neck to look at the colossal woman´s face.

“Cory´s right there. I´ll let you guys alone, unless there´s something else I may help you with?” Eunice was just a nice host. It was a shame that he was such a jerk.

“Oh, well… no, I… I´m cool. Thank you!” He wanted more ass-time, but he was not idiot enough to ask for it.

He walked towards Cory, trying to hold the remains of Eunice´s big ass bouncing over the bare back of her thighs. Seriously, women were looking like goddesses for a 4´11” man.

Much more when they grow the right assets at the same time they grow. For a man like Andrew, living on a world where women became sexier each passing day, it felt like a blessing. The bad thing was that he had to shrink.

In order to see Lena getting hotter, he had to get shorter. A price he didn´t want to pay. And now, he´s in some sort of prison, dressed up like a resort. Nice, maybe, convenient, no.

“Hey, Cory, just the guy I´ve been looking for…” Came Andrew´s voice as he entered the room.

“Oh, hi, Andrew, what´s up, man. I haven´t seen you in a while. Is… everything cool? Where have you been?” He knew he couldn´t act as if they were long time friends, he hadn´t seen him literally since the first day he came in.

But Andrew wouldn´t let him know Lena was keeping him “caged”. To him, it was like some sort of twisted time-out. He would never, EVER, tell anyone she grounded him. It was a punishment, but a woman, a big lady, telling you that you can´t leave the house without consequences. It was a grounding.

“Well… it´s not important.” Andrew said as he made his way, not admitting the embarrassing truth. “I just came out and… well, I´d like it if you could show me the place, you know, from a neighbor to another.” He wanted to hang out because they were around the same age.

Plus, Eunice is the shortest woman around. If she slaps him for staring, it won´t hurt that much. Not that she´ll ever catch him, but it´s better to be safe than sorry.

“Show you around? I thought Lena would take care of that. Since she´s already been out here and… you know.” Cory replied.

“Yeah, well… you know how women are, they lose time on the things only they care about. If she shows me around… it wouldn´t be as if another dude did. You know, from bro to bro.” He sounded so casual, and kind of… weird. But whatever, Cory didn´t have anything going on.

They went outside, Cory took the time to talk to him about this nice, isolate, place. They basically had this huge place for the seven of them. Like a private island, where they are guests and the “villagers” are employees who grant their every whims.

Andrew nodded at everything he said. Following Cory; looking up at the 5´1” man.

To Cory, Andrew was short, but it made sense, Lena was fairly taller than Eunice. She took much more inches from him. But once one´s lost on their passion and desire, there´s not much one can do. They were weak, but who wouldn’t? Their girlfriend´s bodies grow larger each time they have sex, and for someone who´s shrinking, they just double the amount they grow.

It makes it really hard.

“So… Cory. I wanted to ask you, how has it been for you?” Andrew asked, out of the blue while Cory talked to him about the Olympic pool.

“Sorry?” he didn´t get what he was asking.

“You know… this whole… changing. I don´t mean to be an intruder or… nosy. I just want to know, from a shrinking man to another, how is your girlfriend treating you? Has a lot changed?” Andrew could´ve not asked. This was sort of private. However, Cory knew this was a delicate matter.

They were both victims of the same disease, the same virus. This was not meant to bother him, it was a sincere question.

“Well, it´s, huff… I think Eunice has taken things the right way.” He replied, putting his hands on his hips and looking at the horizon, looking for some inspiration. “I mean, yes, she´s definitely taller, and sure, she´s… a little mean sometimes, but things are kind of… the same. Outside the fact that we´re now living on a security place, surrounded by other people who are also… ill.”

“Ok, but… is she like, acting different? Like,” he whispered, after turning around a little, “In a weird way?” Andrew wanted to know if all women may have some sort of mental effect with the virus.

Lena basically turned to be, if mildly, a maternal woman. And she´s mad, which means, she´s a mean, scolding mommy. But he believes she´s trying to impose herself over him and, kind of, dictate him what to do. Take control of his person.

His true concern is, are growing women trying to take control of their couples?

“Weird? Well… she´s kind of… more sarcastic but, I don´t think that´s weird. Yes, she´s teasing me about my new height, but that´s only when, like, when she´s trying to make a point.” He knew Eunice didn´t just tease him because she was now bigger, but to show him he was overreacting.

Cory was a little too paranoid when it comes to being sick. And now that the sickness literally shrinks him, well, she just wants him to see things are the same. Other than their sizes.

“Ok, sarcastic, but, she´s not trying to like, take control of you?” now he´s got Cory´s attention.

Cory was so confused by his words. He was kind of feeling that something was going on between Andrew and Lena, and since they were neighbors; and Lena could be a danger just like Blythe. He needed to know.

“Wait, she forbid you to come out until she said so?” Cory asked. Now, both men were sitting on the ground of this open space. Right in front of the tiny forest inside the place. Looking at the clear skies, watching the clouds take shape.

“Yes. But, I can´t really say I didn´t earn it.” Andrew couldn´t lie, he couldn´t just say Lena did it because she wanted.

“You reported both? Without her permission?” Cory was so confused! Andrew said Lena was sweet, kind, affective, and he reported both?

“I just… I couldn´t get any smaller! I had the idea that they will just come, give us a vaccine or something and then, we´ll be good to go. Or immune for a while. Shit, I should´ve read the whole thing.” Andrew was now scratching the back of his head, feeling some guilt.

“I… I mean, she´s clearly mad at you for… getting both into this, but, even if you tried to escape… and left her alone in that sort of… prison… I… she…” It was hard to be on his side. Lena had a lot of reasons to be mad at him.

If she went as far as kicking him, he wouldn´t blame her.

“I know, I know. I have no excuse. But I… I feel like this is kind of… my fault.” Andrew said.

“Well…” Cory didn´t wanted to say it was, but it was.

“don´t say it. I messed up. I wanted to see if being mad, like all the time, was a side effect, but I think it´s just normal. I mean, I did run away without her. Right before I got us into this. I guess I asked for it.” After being trapped in his new place, with a distant girlfriend, he needed someone to speak with. A friend.

Andrew had no idea why was he being so sincere. So open to speak to Cory about his problems. They met a week ago and hadn´t speak ever since.

Andrew himself was more discrete. And kind of a jerk. He liked to leer at women, a lot. And being stuck here was just a way to leer some more. To stare at the grown bodies of amazons, whose features have expanded. Giving them an impossibly sensuous shape.

But today, he felt different. He was just trying to discuss his problems, that´s all. Maybe after a while, he´ll get back to normal.

As they were sitting on top of the green grass, feeling the breeze pass them by. Cory felt like Andrew could use a friend, or at least someone who listened. He placed his hand on Andrew´s shoulder, and gave him a smile.

Andrew smiled back, unsure of his own faith, but at least Cory hadn´t woke up and leave; with the thought that Andrew was some sort of whining man.

The conversation moved somewhere else. Cory simply suggested Andrew that he should give her time. That´s all she needed, and probably another dozen apologies.

“Blythe? She´s the lady living next to my house, right?” Andrew asked.

“Yes, she´s the lady on unit 7-A, but it´s true. She… she likes to fuck with the guards. Believe me, she wasn´t that big when I came in. She´s alone, and horny…” Cory spoke, warning Andrew about Blythe.

Andrew wanted to know more, Blythe was huge, and carrying the biggest boobs he´s ever seen. But, horny?

“Come on, this can´t be right, she´s… the guards?” To a 6´11” amazon like Blythe, the 6´4” guards were shorties.

“Mhmm, and not only guards, she´s… she´s been teasing everyone here. Well, every other man here. I mean, it was only Dan and me, but now that you showed up, I need to warn you.” Cory didn´t reveal that he was kind of afraid of Blythe. But wasn´t he overwhelmed with the presence of every other gigantic woman?

They kept talking for a while longer, the sun set on the horizon and they decided to get back to their respective places. Cory warned Andrew, explaining him that Daisy had told them that Blythe was kind of seducing Dan. So, it was not just a thing on their minds.

They walked back, feeling how the ground turned into pavement, seeing how the green looks around turned into urban. Seeing the units surrounding them. They now walked over the street, chit chatting a bit more.

“I mean, don´t you think that Blythe could just be a milf trying to seduce young fellas like us?” Andrew spoke, not trying to excuse her, but giving himself an excuse to leer at her. If she wanted to tease him, seduce him, he could play dumb and let her be.

Who wouldn´t want a chance to feel this woman´s tremendous tits, to brush her smooth skin with his fingers. Andrew was horny, if Blythe was too, well, then so be it. However, he won´t go as far as having actual sex with her.

Leering is one thing, allowed as he says, touching, now that´s another level. But still, he can play dumb and throw an excuse as, it was an accident, or, she made me. Or the old excuse that made Lena feel like her blood was boiling. “It´s nothing.” Saying it´s nothing when your girlfriend caches you staring, or speaking in a more “affectionate” way with some other girl. That was something.

“I don´t know, to me, she´s kind of,” Cory made a pause and looked around, Blythe always popped out of nowhere, what if she was around and could hear them?

He turned at the units, nothing, watched the whole street, nothing. He was safe to speak. “Kind of a threat.” He whispered, worried this woman might still hear. They were passing by Dan and Daisy´s place, he didn´t want to risk it.

“Sure man, but I think you´re overreacting. Maybe she just wants some attention? She´s alone in this place, besides, she can´t be that bad…” Andrew spoke. Not really listening to Cory´s advice, but trying to think of a way to “accidentally” touch Blythe´s ass.

He would´ve been thrilled if his face fell on Eunice´s ass. If he somehow “tripped” and landed right in the middle of her gluts. He bets she smells sweet.

Now, it was time for both to get back home. Back to their places where there wasn´t much to do. At least Cory´s girlfriend wasn’t mad at him. Nonetheless, none of them could get laid with their couples, even if they wanted. No one could. However, not everyone was following the doctor´s orders.

“I´m glad you came here… Tom…” said Blythe, in the intimacy of her bedroom.

The amazon was sitting on top of her bed, wearing a pink, silky robe. Exposing her long, smooth, creamy legs. Allowing this man to see her toned legs, her thick, healthy, grown flesh. She was like a goddess.

“Me too… but I´m Ron.” Spoke the man, not really carrying if she mistook his name. He was lost in her legs, wanting to see if this robe was short enough to reveal her cunt.

“Sorry, sweetheart. But either way, you´re going to give me a great time…” she spoke as she laid back in the bed, rested her back on the mattress and, as her legs pointed towards him, she spread her legs. Just as if she was saying, “your move”.

This guy, Ron, he was a new guard, standing at 6´6”, muscular, strong. He was a fine specimen she couldn´t avoid seducing. Plus, he really didn´t believed in the virus. He´s had plenty of sex, and nothing has happened. Why would it be different now?

Well, it would because, number one, he´s on a center, exposed to the virus. And number two, he´s about to get laid with one of the infected women. Obviously, he´s not paying too much attention to what he´s doing. But that´s exactly what Blythe wants.

“Ohhh, such a big boy…” Said Blythe as Ron inserted his ten-inch cock inside her.

“Hehe, I always get that.” Replied Ron, proudly.

Blythe had got a fine specimen, she caressed his muscles with her bigger hands. Removing his clothes as she did. Ron´s uniform had a lot of things attached to it, but wasn´t it the same with all guards?

Meanwhile, Ron was caressing the now exposed skin of her bare stomach. Her tight, soft skin. The smooth touch of her flesh. This woman was a muse. A hot, lusty muse.

She seduced him, there´s no denying on that. When he came to deliver some stuff, she kind of asked him to come later. And he did. Once his shift was over, he sneaked straight into the units. And knocked on Blythe´s door. Well, rang her bell.

He was thrilled when he found the woman waiting for him. She couldn´t be doing another thing, she was wearing the tiniest robe. Revealing not only her long legs, but her humongous breasts too. Even if the robe made it to wrap her thin waist, her huge knockers were not fitting quite as well.

He could see a deep, swollen line of cleavage between the boobs that were almost threatening to pop out. They bounced as she moved, bounced as she spoke. Shit, even if she wasn´t moving, those breasts will find a way to jiggle for him.

“Everyone´s paranoid, I feel the same. Shit, maybe this whole virus thing is made up.” Ron thought as he thrusted his hips forwards, then backwards and finally forwards again. Filling Blythe up with his big, fat cock. So what if she was taller? He was still pretty big. Even for a woman her size.

Her constant moaning only confirmed what he thought. She was pleased. Blushing with the hot passion his hard member was giving her. She loved it.

She was alone here, and at times, she got so horny. Having big, muscular men coming to her door to deliver stuff, that was torture. They were playing a joke on her, at least that´s how it felt.

And yes, none of them seem that big anymore, but at least they are all built up like tanks. They´re strong, thick. Overall, capable of dealing with a woman her size. Even if she was not just any woman.

She was a tall, plump queen. She had a vixen´s body, a perfect hourglass shape. Carrying some tremendous tits up front, and a huge bootie behind. A goddess for some, an amazon for others. But for everyone, she was BIG.

She took a hold of the sheets, clenching her big hands on top of them. Ron was good, very good!

Blythe´s feeling a deep pleasure now, her overly sensitive pussy screams to her that he´s perfect. His thrusting, his virility, his size. It´s a shame that he won´t be that big by the end of this.

She´s reaching climax, and she knows what happens next.

Back at Andrew´s place. Before he stepped inside, he could hear something, like… a headboard hitting the wall constantly? He was not dumb; he knew someone was having sex. And it all came from the very next door. Blythe´s place.

“Is she…” he wondered, was she having sex with a guard like Cory said?

He stood in front of the door for a couple seconds, rising his hand high above to get a hold of the knob. He couldn´t help but wonder, should I go see?

See how someone else fucked his amazon of a neighbor. Having sex with the hot milf on the block. Even if she looked as young as everyone else. He knew she was older. But she just didn´t seem like.

He stood there, for a couple long minutes, wondering. And then, the knob turned, rapidly.

From the inside, Lena came out. With her usual frown painted on her face.

“What took you so long? Dinner´s getting cold!” She spoke as she rapidly reached for his hand, the one on the know, and pulled him in.

“Hey, I´m coming, Lena… ouch, don´t pull me so hard.” Had she noticed where he was looking at? Or was she just mad as always? Whatever it was, dinner was in fact served. He could smell the aroma of hot food coming through his nostrils. The smell of cheese, sauce, was it Italian food?

She slammed-close the door, and dragged him to the dinner table. Didn’t she ask him to be home before dinner? He just never listens.

“OOOHHH, AAHH, OHOHHH” Came the loud, deep moans of Blythe. There it was, the climax.

Ron could only hold it for this long, thankfully, she was coming too. He let it out, allowed his throbbing member to release a warm, huge load of cum inside her. As she washed his crotch with her own fluids.

He knew it, fucking this amazon felt so good. And, he also knew that nothing was going to happen. He felt the same, only that, he now didn´t.

When they both came, he thought this whole thing was fake, he was feeling the same. You get dizzy? No. You feel odd? Neither. You feel she seems to grow? No… wait.

He felt like the invincible winner. For a moment, he thought he must be immune. But then, he started feeling it. All of what people had said. A weird feeling taking a hold of his body. The long, thick legs of this woman seeming to expand. As if they were swallowing his torso.

He laid hands on her stomach, only to feel how her flesh seemed to expand beneath his hands. Or where they shrinking? He panicked, but also froze.

Blythe smiled; she knew that look. Every man was afraid of shrinking.

“Relax, it won´t be that bad…” she cooed. Of course she wasn´t feeling the same, she´ll be growing. Taller, bigger, stronger.

And him? Well, aside of the shrinking, he may, and will lose his job. Right now, he´s just hoping not to get too short.