Sydney, The Perfect Companion (Chapters 50-51)

Hell, this was very fun to write. Check it out when you have a good moment alone, I'll likely take time to get Ayyla 2028 December up and running this weekend, more Sydney in the next '4th' week or possibly sooner. We got a lot of progress this week!

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Contains: Erotica, giantess growth, sci-fi

Chapter 50

To Alan, the next few days are a blur. He goes to work, coordinates utility billing and once again adjusts to life with Sydney. The two didn’t have a lot of time together post-dinner with Alan’s parents though it seemed almost like Sydney was excited about something that she wasn’t telling her boyfriend. If his past experiences were an indication, he knew he could trust Sydney and focused on working hard and establishing a return to normal. He gets an email while at work just as he checks off the last thing on his to-do list.

‘When are you home? I’ve got something to show you <3’

The message was short but sweet, a smile spreading on Alan’s face as he debates the ‘surprise’ Sydney was excited to reveal.

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Taking crisp bite out of an apple covered in peanut butter, Sydney looks across the apartment and its tidy, neat state. She’d prepared a meal for the couple, a slow cooker loaded up with yet another of Melissa’s recipes. Her appetite had grown as she had, taking another bite of an apple slice before downing her second glass of milk that day. She mused about her latest gains. It had to have been planned. Her synthetic body welcomed the calories effortlessly, musculature and curves being added to her figure day by day. She suspected there might be something helpful in the occasional consumption of Alan’s cum… a morning habit she had not ceased in the days since her initial exploration of her sleepy lover’s body. Stretching, the tips of her fingers grazed the ceiling fan and she looked up with a smile.

There were occasionally moments like this when Sydney was alone and got to listen to her own thoughts. What did she like? What made her happy? There were small things, movies she enjoyed or flavors she preferred, but then there were also bigger things. She liked how her tops didn’t fit quite right, or how a gallon jug in her hand didn’t quite strain her bicep like it used to. She grew nearer to the middle of the bathroom mirror, allowing her a better view of her face and body without a stepstool. Reaching things on the middle shelf was also appreciated, but the top shelf remained illusive.

It could be that some subconscious directive or command was still guiding her, implanted from her earliest days of existence. However, she understood this to be similar to how humans experienced childhood and could latch on to core memories and experiences. She was aware Alan had created her fulfill a fantasy of his, yet she knew she had transcended this purpose. Living and experiencing life was her new purpose, and if she happened to grow a few inches taller along the way, she would be all that much happier.

The lock shifts in the apartment’s front doorway, Alan had come home. Sydney screws the lid onto the jar of peanut butter before gracefully placing it back into the cupboard, jean-shorts and shapely legs carrying her toward the front door as it opens.

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“Welcome home.” Alan hears as he closes the front door with a foot. Turning to look, he smiles when he sees his girlfriend lounging against a cabinet with an abdomen exposed and a deep v-neck t-shirt giving him a view of… ample cleavage?

“Uh, that’s new.” He says. Putting his work bag down, Alan takes a step forward and Sydney meets him halfway. Her slouched figure straightens, eye-line rising until Alan stood even with her chin. Looking down, his gaze met a pair of grey feet…flat on the ground without an inkling of assistance. “S-syd, you-”

Sydney’s hand takes Alan’s chin in a warm, soft grip. She gently pulls his gaze upwards, slowly letting his eyes drink in her figure as he ‘walks’ back up her shapely legs, abdomen, breasts, neck and then chin. A final tug brings Alan up to her blue eyes, her lids upturned in a very amused smile. “Mmm… That’s more like it. Looking up at you never quite felt…right.”

Alan is left stammering, wondering how he is once again caught by surprise about his girlfriend’s developments. Against all odds, Sydney is an amazon again. Reaching up, her fingers collide with the ceiling fan, a small puff of dust drawing an ‘oops’ out of the tall girl. “I can bet you have questions… unfortunately I don’t have answers, yet. I’ve always been a growing girl… Can’t say we shouldn’t have expected this. It used to be a computer I was struggling to fit into… and then it was a robot body that couldn’t contain me. Now, with all the synthetic goodness I’ve obtained, who’s to say I’ve got a limit?”

Alan’s jaw is on the floor as Sydney practically teases herself. She continues. “I mean, I’m certainly not happy we might have to move again, we just got here and we just got settled… but… nngh, I have to say the idea of growing bigger and… mnn… taller… it gets me…” Sydney’s grey hand slips into her jeans-shorts, fingers teasing her damp panties. Eyes drifting away from Alan, she breaths in fits and gasps. “sooo horny…”

Alan breaks his silence by taking a hold of Sydney’s free hand. She’s caught in an awkward moment, surprised by the gusto of his act. She complies, stepping behind him as her other hand remains buried in her pants. Within a few steps the pair are in the bathroom. Sydney’s cheeks blush as she bites her lip, eyes tracking where Alans were. The line on the wall, a low 5’3”, now remained down near Sydney’s breasts. The young girl had grown a lot in the past week, her hand barely able to hold the tape measure steady as Alan wordlessly obtained a measurement.

“…Do you want to know how tall you are?” Alan finally says, oddly calm. Sydney bites her lip and nods.

“Five foot… ten.”

“Nnnghhh!”

Sydney cums, knees weak as she releases a pent-up orgasm, driven wild by the thought of growing larger and eventual confirmation of her seven-inch gain. Alan brings his hands in, supporting the tall girl before allowing his own hand to explore his pants. Zipper down, Alan held both Sydney and his member as he begins stroking slowly but surely, cock already erect after such a display.

Within moments Sydney had regained focus, only to be driven wild by the sight of her boyfriend’s large dick. Her lips part, a panting breath barely forming the words she wants to make.

“I need… your cum…” She managed, sinking to her knees as Alan starts masturbating in earnest.

Chapter 51

Alan strokes his cock with both hands, now fully angled toward a kneeling Sydney. Her mouth is open, tongue flicking out on occasion to lick at a drop of pre-cum. She savored each drop she could get, eyes making contact with Alan as she slowly recovers from her first orgasm.

Each arm makes its way into her shirt and with a tug she’s soon pulling herself through the garment. Ponytail flumping out, Sydney tosses her shirt aside and goes back to kissing the head of Alan’s big cock. After secret daily sessions, not only was it even larger than usual but Sydney had become a master of the member before her. A free finger traced Alan’s thick undervein up to the frenulum when he momentarily removed his hands, and she returned both of her own to his balls when he resumed.

Each passing second was bliss for the pair, Alan’s amazement of the wonderous girl before him matched by the adoration and love emanating from Sydney herself.

“I’m not the only one that’s grown…” Sydney whispers, her hands cupping Alan’s sizable balls. She leans in and kisses one, ducking her head back to visit the other side to return the favor on the opposing teste.

“I’ve… haa… always been big…” Alan manages to say.

“Sure you have~”

A few more minutes and Sydney can tell Alan is about to have his own orgasm. Waiting just another moment, Sydney takes her lovers hands by the wrists and holds them… pausing for a moment in a teasing way.

“Syd, w-what are you up to?” Alan asks. They both look down, watching the big member throb time and time again. Sydney cocks her head as she watches in fascination… the erection beading drip after drip of pre as the seconds tick by. Bathroom tiles below become wet with excess leaking onto the floor, a trail of clear liquid running down his shaft and off his balls. Alan’s knees quiver slightly, a signal to Sydney she had edged her lover enough.

“Just getting as much out of you as I can, Alan…” She says, and then releases his hands. He immediately returns to his cock, stroking and masturbating for another minute as she leans back and watches. Idle fingers tease her now-hefty breasts, tips of her fingers circling dark grey areola one at a time. She smiled and leaned in… deftly repeating the action to forestall Alan’s orgasm once more.

“Hnn... Sydney please, I-”

“-Alan I’m sorry, I just have to know… This is the last time, I promise.”

And after this second tease she releases his hands to his cock once more, the former college student now desperate to get off. He pumps his cock and pants, Sydney mere inches away as she smiles and observes. Finally, welcoming and lustfully, Sydney plants her hands on her thighs and opens her mouth. Alan takes this as an opportunity and slowly steps forward, hands gently holding Sydney’s blue hair as his cockhead disappears past her lips. The ridge of his cockhead bumps and glides along the roof of her mouth and stops about three inches deep. Several inches of cock still remain outside of her mouth, Sydney’s hands lifting to both grasp Alan’s dick and cup his balls. Almost instantly, Alan finally erupts.

Sydney keeps her eyes shut as she closes her mouth, an absolute rush of seed releasing from Alan’s dick. Gulping, swallowing much more cum than she had ever tasted before, Sydney holds Alan’s dick firmly and coaxes all that she can out of his large balls.

Rope after rope, it’s almost a minute later that Alan is finally spent, collapsing against the tile of the bathroom wall.

Sydney kneels, mouth closed as she swallows again and again. Eyes remaining shut, she feels her toes curl and clenches her fists. Her lips break and she grits her teeth.

“A-aalan…” She says.

Alan’s blissful state barely comprehends her words at first. Then, staring at his girlfriend, he begins to notice changes.

Her breasts were filling out. Her hips were widening slightly. These were easy to spot. Slightly harder to see were the muscles beginning to develop on her arms. Legs, obscured by her kneeling form, also gained definition as she tilted her head back and moaned. At the same time, the most stark change of all began to occur. Sydney was growing before him… not just in height, but in scale.

Her body was becoming bigger. Rising up about an inch, Sydney moaned as she climaxed for a second time, the quaking growth spurt coming to a natural end as she eventually becomes so exhausted that she crumples to the floor, unconscious, but breathing.

Alan is left tired and confused in his bathroom with Sydney. Her bigger body lay in a curled ball below him, Alan clueless as to what happens now.