* Staff Procedures

"Dr. Foley, it's been several hours since she left the scuba trip with no check-in. May I remind you that this situation may be unpredictable and volatile. We've never seen a male patron's Rashja levels rise anywhere close to this quickly." The Dr was attending to some routine paperwork, and Cher was standing over him trying to get his full attention.

*Yes yes Cheri. Everything will be fine. By my calculations she should be approaching six-foot-four, and whatever additional strength and power she is starting to discover will be safetly controlled by the Rashja. In every sponsorship case so far, the results have been when we simply let them come to us in their own time." He up away from his work to meet her attention. "If we go storming in there, both of them will lose trust in the resort, or worse, she may instinctively protect him as part of her duty to her provider. No, for now we will simply wait."

* Transitions

Chris felt like he'd spent a half hour just relaxing and admiring her. He was straddled across her tummy, offering him an excellent vantage point to caress and worship her breasts. Each minute that passed he thought would be enough, but then it wasn't. He occasionally met her eyes, only to find her patiently watching him enjoying the form of her body. In fact, he might have felt self-conscious about it, if not for her repeated insistence that he should enjoy her as long as he liked, however he liked. Still, she was not without her motivations. One hand had worked it's way into his lap, her fingers gently fondling and playing with his sexuality. He was aroused, but not achingly so. She on the other hand, felt the desire and power raging inside her, controlled only by the unexplained force of her duty to his will. When she wasn't watching his eyes, she was staring at his hard cock. She'd involuntarily lick at the open air, wishing she were close enough to taste it, remembering the flavor of his juices. Soon, she thought, soon. Each time he glimpsed her tongue reach out towards him, it reminded him of how it felt to be in his mouth. He wanted to feel it again. He sat up on his knees, and felt it necessary to issue a warning, "Yes, I want it too, but not like before. Slowly this time." He leaned himself forward, and she leaned in, extending and dragging her tongue against his length. She could almost taste it now, or perhaps just the memory of it. She pulled him towards her to take him in her mouth, careful to move slowly. He placed his hand on the wall behind her for balance as he felt her gently grip each of his thighs, and she manipulated him slowly in and out of her mouth. Looking down, the sight and feeling of her breasts pressed together between his legs was almost as intoxicating as watching his cock draw in and out of her mouth. 

Despite her slow pace, the amazing sight of her, and the pressure and texture of her tongue was bringing him right to the brink much faster than he expected. He tensed his legs, but she didn't notice any resistance, her hands still slowly drawing him in and out of her mouth. By the time he tapped a hand to her shoulder to get her attention, he could feel himself already beginning to spasm. She stopped immediately. He felt a tinge of pain as her mouth tensed around him trying to stop his release. She could already taste and feel his juice flowing down the back of her throat, but was quickly relieved. She was worried she might have finished him far too quickly for his liking, but she had felt only a dribble. Still, she couldn't help licking him clean, assuring she received every drop, before letting him out of her mouth. "I am very sorry my dear. I will be more careful." 

"It's okay. It's just... It's hard to explain how aroused by you I am right now." Her head was back against the pillow, and the scene below him was simply perfect. Her hair flowed across the pillow around her head. Her breasts, sitting high and held in a delicious shape. Her arms embracing around him. The way her eyes pierced into him. He was starting to ache for her. He wanted to be back in her mouth, but knew if he was, he wouldn't last long. He leaned his hips forward, and she met him, extending her tongue to circle around him. She was careful, making her movements extremely slow. Her hands resumed their urgings, drawing him in and out. No more than a few strokes later, he felt himself dangerously close. He tapped her shoulder, but there was too little time to stop it. She again froze and let the pressure of her tongue against him, but she felt him spasm and spasm. When it was clear there was no stopping it, she forced his motions, milking it out of him. Eventually she could taste no more and licked him twice to clean him before letting him free. He sat back on her body, her hands now comfortably cupping both sides of his rear. "I guess he just really likes you." She laughed with him, the levity breaking her disappointment at forcing him to climax too soon. 

"I dunno. I think it's really the twins he likes." They both darted glances down at the her protruding mounds between them, and chuckled again. Her laughter was cut off by another sernasa. She held her breath and the pain caught her by surprise. She smiled at him when it had subsided. "They like him too. I think they would enjoy some closer company." She effortlessly lifted and scooted him up until his lap was pressed satisfyingly into her breasts. What she didn't realize is that she had carried his entire weight in the process. For him the sensation was as humbling as it was intoxicating. Her hands cradled and lifted him, and only his feet even dragged against the bed as she repositioned him. He shouldn't have been surprised, as he had already seen how easily she could handle him, but somehow knowing it and experiencing it were entirely different. She had freed a hand to flip and fondle him into her mountainous breasts, and noticed he was already at half mast. "Hmm.. Looks like everyone's getting along well there." 

Chris however, was still marveling at her amazing strength. It was the sensation of that little lift, and the feeling of her superiority that was causing his arousal, and he knew it. "Vanessa, you have the most amazing body I have ever seen. You are a goddess." He paused to find a phrase, "but I must admit, I think something else is behind my speedy re-arousal." She looked at him puzzled. "Did you notice how easily you lifted my whole body a moment ago? It's still hard to believe it's even possible. I mean, you're not that much bigger than I am." She hadn't noticed. It had seemed like nothing more than a gesture, like when someone brushes you in a crowded room to squeeze by. Had she really lifted him? 

More importantly, "are you saying you liked it then?" He nodded, and she puzzled for a moment about how to use this information. She decided to start simple, reasserting her hands below his bottom, she simply lifted him up off her. This wasn't a subtle scooching, she raised his both about a foot above her tummy and simply held him there in front of her. Now that he mentioned it, the ease with which she could manipulate him was quite surprising. The rush was more than he anticipated. The top of his feet were still in contact with the covers, but not in a way that supported any of his weight. Held off the ground by just her palms beneath him, and the lack of any visible effort on her part, reasserted that tingle of excitement at her obvious superiority. It didn't take more than a few moments for his cock to respond further, the angle of it rising between his legs. She turned him a little back and forth, as if she was getting a better view of the incredibly immediate reaction in his member. "Wow. That really ..." She was cut off midsentence by a gasp and pain, she bit at her lip until it subsided. He was used to her sernasa by now, but this one surprised him. Previously he had to strain to see the individual changes, but this time her breasts and shoulders seemed to throb noticably larger beneath him. He wondered if it was perhaps just his unique vantage point, one which started to shift momentarily. When she regained her focus, she started as his cock, shocked that only a few moments after his last climax, he was at full attention. "That really is a huge turn on for you then huh?" He nodded again. Her desire to pleasure him mixed with her naturally devious personality as she hatched a plan. "Would you say it is your will that I continue to demonstrate my strength to you?"

Her posture was that of a girl holding a doll out in her hands. The way she casually held him lofted in her hands while speaking to him made him feel much smaller than he actually was. The feeling was electric. "Yes Vanessa, it most certainly is, as much as possible." She giggled at the thought, as much as possible. She was a very creative girl, and this little man was going to be in for a treat, and she was going to get what exactly what she wanted, more tonyata! A wave washed over her that she hadn't felt since he had asked her to be careful, and she eyed his cock hungrily.

She sat up at the waist, and he felt himself rise even higher as she kept him aloft. Her mind went spinning to think of ways to continue to arouse him, while also quickly and repeatedly getting exactly what she wanted. She saw no reason to delay her next dose, as he was already at full attention. "I think rather than try to draw it out, we'll simply use repetition to work on your stamina," she brought him higher and immediately took him into her mouth. She fought her impulses, keeping her head high and still. Instead, she forced his body forward and back, drawing him in and out against her lips. His hands rested on her head, which helped him balance atop the firm yet moving platform. He could feel her tongue dancing around him in her mouth, and if the tricks of her sensations were immediately not enough, the sight of looking down at her casually holding a grown man up to her mouth certainly covered the gap. Before he knew what was happening, he was moaning and spurting fluid into her mouth, which she eagerly lapped and licked up. "Would you mind if I freshened up briefly before pampering you some more?" He was spent, and felt momentarily dizzy held aloft, and gladly nodded back to her. She carefully lowered and set him to the bed on his knees like he was a porcelain figurine, before sliding off the bed for the restroom.