From: newmoon@ix.netcom.com(newmoon)

   Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

   Subject: Invigoration (MM/F, wife)

   Date: 21 Jun 1996 07:07:25 GMT

   Standard Disclaimer--These stories are intended for the entertainment

   of adults only!

   Invigoration

   By : newmoon

   My wife and I have been married for five years and have enjoyed a long
monogamous relationship.  I never claimed to be real experienced at sex
prior to our marriage and my wife went to the alter a virgin.  However, we
learned quickly and developed a very satisfying sex life.  In fact, both of
us like to have sex almost every day.  If we can't for some reason, we both
get kind of cranky and obsessed until our urges are satisfied.

   This has made us very compatible over the years.  Tracy is a petite
brunette with a with an ass that turns heads (mine, at least).  At 5' 1"
and 102 lbs.  she has oversized breasts that capture one's attention.  I
thank heaven that she picked me to be her life partner.

   About six months ago I received a call from an old "buddy" saying he was
going to be in town for a couple of weeks and would like to get together
with me and my wife.  Steve and I had been really close before he stole my
girlfriend from me our senior year.  We had not talked since

   graduation.  He went off to college and became an architect while I got
a job at the mill.  The only reason I eventually forgave him is because I
figured he did me a favor.  The girl I had been dating turned out to be a
total slut.  She hadn't put out for me, but had developed quite a
reputation after Steve had finished dating her.  A short time later I met
Tracy and my life has been wonderful ever since.

   Anyway, Steve offered to buy Tracy and me dinner and a nice restaurant
while he was in town.  During dinner, Steve mentioned he would be staying
at a hotel out of town because a convention had booked all the local rooms.
Well, Tracy would have none of that and kindly offered the use of our extra
bedroom for the duration of his stay.  Steve quickly accepted.  We hardly
saw

   Steve the first couple of days he stayed because of his work schedule.

   However, Thursday evening Tracy accidentally walked in on Steve while he
was getting out of the shower.  She ran back into our bedroom gasping with
a look of shock on her face.  I asked her what happened and she explained
that she had seen Steve naked.  I told her it was no big deal.  She said
that it was indeed a big deal, an eight inch big deal and he was not even
hard.  I laughed and didn't think much more of the incident until later
that night.

   My wife and I were getting sexy and she was slowly stroking my 4 inches
when she mentioned the size of Steve's cock.  She wondered how big it was
hard.  I told her that I would ask as I rolled on the obligatory condom. 
She giggled and said it was no big deal.  We both had a good laugh and some
great sex.

   The next day I thought "what the heck" and told Steve about the
incident. He laughed and said that for Tracy's information he was 12 " long
when hard.  I looked at him in amazement, then shrugged thinking of my own
size.  I couldn't believe that I had penis envy.  Steve must have read my
thoughts because he asked me about the size of mine.  When I told him 4 ",
he thought for

   a second and then leaned close and said he knew how I felt.  I gave him
my "yea, right" sarcastic look.  He lowered his voice asked if I could keep
a secret.  I nodded and he said that a couple of years ago his penis was
even smaller than mine.  I looked at him in further disbelief.  He looked
me straight in the eyes and said "It's true, I found a way to permanently
increase the size of my cock!" My expression didn't change.  "I'll bet it
could work for you too!  It's really pretty simple and doesn't hurt a bit!"
he added in response to my skepticism.  I had to admit that I was intrigued
by the thought.  Steve could somehow tell that I was interested but wary.
He put his hand to his chin like he was deep in thought, formulating an
idea.  Then he raised his eyebrows as if he had

   just come up with some sort of idea.  "What?" I asked.  Steve said that
if I was interested, he would get the necessary equipment and lead me
through the process to make my penis larger.  He guaranteed success if I
followed all his directions.  In fact, he would pay for all the stuff

   required.  I asked him what he would get out of the deal.  He said that
he would get the satisfaction of helping out an old friend and perhaps make
up for taking my girlfriend all those years ago.  "Besides," he continued,
"Tracy needs to experience the thrill of a full size cock.  Women who do
are never the same again."

   Later that night, I discussed our talk with Tracy.  I asked her what she
thought of Steve's offer.  Would she prefer me with a large cock?  She was
silent for a while.  Finally, she sighed and said "Well, if there is
nothing to loose, then what the heck?" I suspect that she was more

   excited than she let on because the sex that night was some of our best
ever.  After we calmed down she asked what the procedure was for the
"enlargement".  I told her that Steve had not yet filled in the details,
but we would find out tomorrow.  I woke up in the middle of the night to
find Tracy next to me in bed and rubbing her pussy.  I pretended to just
roll over so she wouldn't notice that I was awake.  The thought of being
fucked by a huge dick had obviously had its effect on her.

   The next afternoon Steve called me into his room.  He reached into a bag
and pulled out what appeared to be an oversize transparent bicycle pump. 
"This is it!" he proudly proclaimed.  I must have had a confused look on my
face because he smiled and said "trust me." He went on to

   explain the general procedure.  I was to use this device 3 to 4 times a
day to "invigorate" my member.  He said it involved sticking my cock into
the end of the tube and pumping on the handle.  During use of the tube my
cock would greatly expand in size until I came.  After orgasm my cock would
return to its normal size.  This would happen during the "development"
phase of the process.  The development phase could last from a couple of
weeks to many months if I slacked off on the invigoration.  However,
eventually the change would come.  When my cock

   had become acclimated to the increased size, it would simply not get
smaller after an invigoration induced orgasm.  Presto, huge cock!  He said
the best part was that the invigoration part was fun.

   Tracy could even help out!  He even estimated that based on the size of
my cock right now I could anticipate 14 to 15" when finished.  I would
dwarf his own large member.  He also said that it was important to "set"
the final size once achieved, otherwise it might not "take".

   According to him, setting the size requires a constant external pressure
on the penis just after final size is attained.  This pressure somehow
negates the vacuum effect that the tube causes, thus setting the size. 
Fortunately, an accommodating pussy does just the trick.  I didn't really
understand what he was talking about.  I was never all that great in
science.  But Steve assured me that we could worry about that later. 
Besides, he said, "Tracy will love it!"

   Well, that was all it took to get me started.  I took the tube and
headed to the bathroom.  My first attempt was a little clumsy, but I soon
got the hang of it.  My cock really did look bigger in the tube.  The
orgasm shook my body.  I thought the treatment might end up being more fun

   than I anticipated.  Later that day I invigorated twice more until my
cock was limp.

   When Tracy came home I told her all about it.  She got so charged up
that she jumped me on the spot.  It was then that I realized the main
side-effect.  The invigoration process left my cock too sore and tired to
be of any use to Tracy.  I rubbed her off, but it just wasn't the same.

   She really needed cock to get her excited.  We both agreed the payoff
would be worth it.  After about a week Steve prepared to leave for home
saying he would be back in town in a couple of weeks.  He instructed me to
keep with it and encouraged Tracy to think of large cocks in her dreams. 
He knew it was only a mater of time before her dream would be a reality. 
By this time Tracy was beginning to bounce off the walls.  It was the
longest she had gone without sex since loosing her virginity to me on our
wedding night.  I tried to do the best I could to keep her spirits

   up.  However, one incident on that last day put her on edge and kept her
there.  She inadvertently walked in on Steve as he was showering prior to
leaving for the airport.  He had yelled for a towel and when she entered to
give it to him she saw he wasn't covered.  Before he could grab the towel,
he had to cross the room from the tub.  Tracy said that his cock was at
full attention the

   whole way, all 12 massive inches.

   She said she couldn't keep her eyes off it.  Steve took the towel and
wiped his cock as he looked into her eyes, all before covering up.  Tracy
quickly excused herself and told me what happened.  I assured her that it
was certainly an accident and that the lack of sex was affecting her

   judgment.  Steve never mentioned a thing, so I'm sure he was as
embarrassed as Tracy was.  He left for home a few hours later and Tracy and
I settled into our normal routine.  I continued to use the tube as often as
possible.  I couldn't wait until Tracy would feel my cock inside her again.
She must have felt the same way because I could feel her rubbing herself
off every night while she though I slept.  After a couple of weeks, I was
hopeful that the change would come any day now.

   As it turned out, Steve didn't get back into town for about three weeks.
Again, he stayed in our spare room.  Tracy seemed especially glad to see
him.  I wanted to ask him if he thought treatment was working on me and
when I could expect some results.  It was getting tiring using the tube
three times a day.  My cock was like a limp rag doll between sessions. 
Tracy was starting to get really cranky.  After unpacking, I asked Steve
for an assessment of my progress.  He said he wasn't sure, but knew someone
who could tell me.  He asked if I would be available the next day at 2:00
in the afternoon to see the guy.  I told him that I always work in the
afternoon and my boss was not too keen on letting people off.  I thought he
knew that.  He said

   that a couple of photographs would probably be O.K.  for a diagnosis.  I
was not going to let anyone take a picture of me naked for any reason. 
However, Tracy intervened and requested that I do it.  She needed to know
how much longer she was going to have to wait.  Somehow Steve was able to
obtain a good Polaroid camera by the evening.  He proceeded to take a
number of shots of me before, during, and after use of the elongation
device.  He seemed especially concerned with the amount of cum that I
spewed and had me rub it over my cock and balls to illustrate the volume.
It seemed to me that he took an awful lot of pictures, but Tracy told me
not to complain.  She would prefer he take too many rather than risk delay
in an answer.

   The next evening, Steve returned with the diagnosis.  Everything
appeared to be on track.  It could happen any day now.  Tracy and I were
thrilled.  All that effort was going to pay off.  Steve cautioned us that
although it "appeared good" , the final enlargement might still be some
time away.  There is no real way to predict the exact time.  He then asked
me if I had thought anymore

   about preparing to "set" the final size.  I told him that I didn't
understand the question.  He reminded me that it was very important to
complete the procedure otherwise all the effort could be lost.  I must have
looked puzzled.  Steve took a deep breath and said "Remember, the best and
easiest way to achieve the proper pressure is to fuck an accommodating
pussy." I did vaguely recall him mentioning that.  I asked what the problem
was, Tracy has been waiting for this moment for 4 weeks.  Steve shook his
head and repeated "Accommodating!  Do you think Tracy will be able to
handle all 14 " of yours when she has been used to your original 4 "?" I
stuttered "I, I, I don't know.  I guess we'll just have to try." Steve
asked if I was willing to risk all that hard work.  Would Tracy be willing
to put up with another month or more of no sex?  Steve was

   right, I had to make sure this worked.  I asked what we could do.  Steve
thought a few seconds and said "I think you have several options.  You
could find a hooker or someone else able to accommodate your large size. 
Of course they would have to be close by whenever you invigorate.  I'm not
sure how Tracy would like that.  A second option is to use something , like
a dildo, to expand Tracy prior to the big day.  I'm sure it would take
several sessions and there is the danger of latex poisoning.  A third
option is to find some sort of device to simulate the correct pressure, and
hope it's right the first time.  Finally, you could find someone with a
penis large enough to open Tracy up to within a reasonable proximity of
your 14 inches.  " Well, I knew a hooker was out of the question, Tracy
would never stand for it.  Certainly, a device was too risky.  That left
the dildo or, unfortunately, a surrogate penis.  I was against the last
option and was sure it would not be acceptable to Tracy.  Thankfully, Steve
noticed my discomfort with the idea and put some of my fears to rest.

   He informed me the expansion process using a surrogate was really a
"clinical" kind of procedure.  It wasn't as if someone would be making love
to my wife.  It was more like a therapist giving a massage.  I still wasn't
convinced.

   Tracy and I discussed our options later that night.  Steve had painted a
pretty scary picture of what can happen with latex poisoning.  Neither
Tracy nor I had ever heard of the problem, but Tracy is very nervous about
potential pussy related illnesses.  A simple yeast infection commercial
gets her upset.  Steve and I had many a laugh over that on his last visit.
At that point it seemed as

   if all our acceptable options had eliminated themselves.  I asked Tracy
if she thought we should call the whole thing off .  Was a large cock worth
the price that she would have to pay?  Tracy thought about it for a moment,
gave me a little hug, and told me that she was willing to make any
sacrifice for my sake.  Besides, she didn't want to think that we had
wasted all that effort and it really would be more like a trip to the
doctors office.  O.K., Maybe more like a house call.  It was decided.  As
distasteful as it seemed, we would need someone to prepare Tracy to
accommodate my cock.

   We were out of other options as we saw them, we both knew we would have
to see it through to the end.

   It was Tracy who first suggested Steve for the task of preparing her. 
She again accidentally walked in on him while he was naked, this time in
his room.  This time he had been masturbating as she walked in.  He had
asked her earlier to stop by to help him sew on a button.  As she

   walked in, he saw her and gave his cock another couple of quick strokes
and exploded in orgasm sending cum high into the air.  She gasped and felt
weak but managed to quickly exit from the room.  Later that night as I was
finishing my invigoration she relayed the story while wildly rubbing her
cunt.  As I was cleaning up she told me how sorry she felt for him.  He
didn't appear to have a girlfriend and was left to seek his own release. 
She then lit upon an idea.  Steve was such a good friend, and obviously
knowledgeable, wouldn't it be nice to let him do the honors with her.

   He was the size we were looking for and certainly knew what was
required. I was appreh

   ensive about having Steve be with my wife but she seemed to settle on
him as the one.  She asked me if I would approach him about it.  I
reluctantly agreed.  After all, Steve had been a great help through all of
this and any penis envy that I had would soon be over.  When I asked him,
Steve

   seemed surprised and expressed some concern about my reaction to someone
ministering to my wife.  I said I thought I could handle it as long as I
was there to comfort my Tracy.  He disagreed.  He said that it was his
experience that its not a good idea to have the husband around during

   this kind of activity.  He couldn't do it if I was there.  His
concentration would not be on the job at hand.  Doctors don't allow family
members into the operating room.  I told him that I admired his clinical
attitude and that I guess I could stay out of the way.  Based on my
concession, he agreed to do it.  He then added that they should start soon
because my expansion could occur any day.  I told him to not to worry about
protection, Tracy would take care of it.  He nodded and mumbled something
that I didn't catch and left the room.  I always had to wear a condom
because Tracy was not on the pill.  Tracy kept a bunch of them in the
drawer next to the bed for our once frequent sessions.

   That evening Steve entered our bedroom about 8:00 to start the treatment
on Tracy.  I watched television in the living room.  Occasionally, I would
hear a yell or a knock from the

   bedroom.  I used the device twice waiting for them to finish. 
Eventually I fell asleep on the couch.

   When I woke up the next morning, Tracy was in the shower and Steve was
nowhere to be found.  When Tracy was dressed I asked her how the night
went. She smiled and said it was all right.  I prodded her for more but she
was reluctant to talk about it.  I figured that she didn't enjoy it all
that much, plus the situation was kind of awkward.  I was actually kind of
surprised when Steve and Tracy retreated to the bedroom later that evening.
Tracy was determined to see this thing through.  The pattern repeated
itself for the remainder of the week.  Tracy still didn't want to talk much
about it and Steve was only home long enough to slip into bed with her.  I
did notice that Tracy had settled down to her old self back when we used to
fuck every day.

   However the treatment was going, it seemed to be helping her.  Friday
was the day Steve left for home.  He got up early in the morning, showered,
and stopped by the couch on his way out.  He shook me awake and thanked me
for allowing him to stay for the week and said that Tracy was ready for me
whenever my penis expanded.  He cautioned against using the device for

   longer than another couple of months, something should have happened by
then.

   He said he would be back every couple of weeks and would make sure he
kept Tracy ready for me until then.  I got up and opened the door for him
and thanked him for all his help.  After he left, I slowly walked down the
hall into my bedroom.  Tracy was sleeping lightly.  She was wearing a
skimpy little teddy with no panties on.  I had never seen that outfit
before.  She

   looked great in it.  The light from the window shown across her legs and
stomach.  Her legs were spread open and I peered down at her pussy.  Her
cunt was gaping wide open and cum was all over her face, tits, stomach,
pussy and legs.  Her hairless cunt lips were engorged and glowing red.

   Her nipples thrust out like pencil top erasers.  Even her clit was
standing at attention.  The enormity of her once tight cunt amazed me.  My
entire penis could fit inside the opening without touching the sides.  Some
time during the week she had shaved off most of her pussy hair, leaving
only a small triangle.  It was matted and soaked with cum.  My heart sunk
at the sight of the smeared cum.  He must have fucked her just before
leaving.

   I shook her awake and asked her why he didn't use a condom this time.  I
was in kind of a panic.  She looked right at me an said "He never did." I
slumped to the floor in shock.  She continued "Steve said you told him not
to worry about protection.  Its been like this all week." I

   realized it was my own fault, he hadn't understood me.  I blew it.  I
told Tracy that I was sorry and asked her to forgive me.  She smiled,
patted me on the head and said " Of course I'll forgive you.  It was an
innocent mistake." She took the whole incident surprisingly well.  However,
she

   as still reluctant to talk about what had happened and I didn't really
have the nerve to force the issue.  She continued to masturbate at night
when she thought I was sleeping.  I couldn't blame her.  Her dreams of
making love to my monster cock would soon be true.

   Steve returned two more times after that and stayed for a week each
time. Each week was similar to the first week; me on the couch and him
working with my wife in our bed.  He

   continued to probe her without protection and splatter cum all over her.
He said he couldn't wear a condom once he had felt bare pussy.  What could
I do?  The damage was already done.  I was allowed to stop in every morning
after he left to check on Tracy.  Here cunt was always huge and covered
with cum.  I even suspected that she was giving him oral sex.  I would
notice drops of cum on her chin and cheeks.  She never did that to me.

   Finally, one morning Steve said he would be leaving and probably
wouldn't return.  He said that he had stretched out Tracy as far as
possible and that his mission was accomplished.  She

   was ready and no longer needed him.  I thanked him for all his help when
he informed me that if my cock wasn't larger in another couple of weeks, it
probably never would be.  On rare occasions it's not effective.  He told me
I could hang on to the expansion device no matter what happened.  I

   told him I would keep using it for a while and would darn well pay for
it too.

   After all, I was the one it was helping.  I was kind of surprised at the
price he said he paid, but figured it would be worth it in the long run.  I
handed him a check for $475 and thanked him again for all his help.  He
truly was a good friend.  With that he walked out the door and I never

   saw him again.

   A couple of weeks passed and I remained 4 " long.  In that time Tracy
seemed to loose interest in her once nightly rubbing sessions and did not
appear at all concerned with her lack of sex.  Whatever Steve had done, it
was having positive effects.  I found it curious that Tracy had taken a

   liking to her carefully trimmed pussy and spent considerable time
grooming it.  Finally after another 2 weeks, I decided to quit using the
device and get back to my old life.  I was disappointed that I wasn't
successful, but at least Steve, Tracy and I gave it our best shot.  I
convinced Tracy to try sex with me the next evening.  Try is the
appropriate word because we

   both could not feel a thing.  I couldn't even cum, there was no friction
at all.  It was like humping air.  We tried a couple of more times but to
no avail.  I felt inadequate.  I couldn't please my own

   wife.

   Several weeks later I returned home from work to find her in bed with a
stranger.  When I walked in, he turned to me and pulled his cock out of
Tracy's cunt and showed it to me saying "fourteen inches!".  Tracy just
guided his cock back in and moaned.  I couldn't blame her.  It was my own
damn fault.

   After the guy had left, Tracy walked into the living room and sat next
to me.  She put her arms around me and said "I love you".  I told her that
I loved her too.  I could see cum dripping from her gaping pussy.  She
slowly pushed my head down between her legs.  I knew what she wanted.

   I had never tasted pussy before, but I had to please her now.  My cock
was hard as a rock in my pants.  As I lapped up the mess she leaned close
and whispered "I'm pregnant with our child." I exploded in orgasm.  I knew
the baby couldn't be mine, but she wanted it to be.  What could I say?  She
is my wife.  Steve was right, once a woman has experienced a big cock, she
is never the same.  And I'm left to clean up the mess.

   The preparations for the baby kept us both busy and I actually started
to think of it as my child.  Tracy continued to see an unusual assortment
of guys up until about the seventh month.  I couldn't complain.  I was
responsible for the gaping size of her cunt.  I continued to lick her pussy
and masturbate to satisfy myself.

   Tracy enjoyed watching me whack off.  Steve had left his camera and she
would take some occasional pictures of me pleasuring myself.  Eventually we
settled back into a semblance of our old routine.  Tracy gave birth to a
beautiful boy.  He actually looks kind of like me.  I was starting tofeel
like a real daddy.  I had even talked the doctor into putting an extra
stitch into Tracy after the delivery to assure a tight pussy when she
recovered.  Our sex life could finally return to normal.  I was really
starting to feel back in control.  Tracy quickly regained her figure

   and when she ready we had our first real fuck in a year.  I loved it and
Tracy seemed satisfied although she didn't react much.  Her pussy seemed
back in original condition.  She did make me go down on her after, though.

   Within about a week of our first lovemaking, I received an unmarked
envelope in the

   mail.  Inside I found a porno magazine with some naked men on the cover.
Inside was a note that said "Congratulations!  Love, Steve.  P.S.  see page
54".  I didn't understand.  I opened the magazine to page 54 and found
eight pages of myself naked, with the expansion device, masturbating, and
then wiping my cum all over my cock and balls.  I fainted.  Tracy found me
and helped me get to a chair for some rest.  A short while later the phone
rang and Tracy, fresh from the shower, answered it.  It was for me.

   I lifted the phone to my ear and a strange voice said "I have some
pictures in front of me, do you want them sent to your family, friends, and
work?" I was stunned.  I couldn't speak.  "Well, do you?!" The voice
demanded.  I managed to squeeze out the word no.  " Good, three men will

   be over in one hour.  Take your son and leave the house.  Your wife
should be available to entertain.  Click." The look on my face must have
said it all because Tracy seemed to understand exactly what was happening.
I stood up and asked what we should do.  Tracy pointed out that there was
no way we could afford for those pictures to fall in the wrong hands.  She
didn't even

   want the police to hear about them.  She would be too embarrassed. 
Maybe the men can be reasoned with.  We would have to take that chance. 
She would once again make a sacrifice for her loving husband.  I picked up
David and started to dress him.  I didn't know what else to do.  I had lost
control of the situation again.  Tracy turned and walked down the hall. 
She was taking this better than I thought she would.  It was as if she
wasn't all that surprised, she always was a strong person.  I was opening
the front door when Tracy appeared in the hall dressed in a short silk
night gown with stockings and a garter.  She looked stunning.  I said "I'm
sorry" and gave her a hug.  I noticed that she had forgotten to put on any
panties in her haste to dress.  Tracy smiled and said that she loved me and
would see me in the morning.  Everything would turn out fine.  I carried
David off into the night in search of a hotel.

   We returned early the following morning and everything looked normal.  I
put David down for a rest and walked into the master bedroom.  Tracy was
sleeping soundly on top of the sheets.  I leaned over to kiss her and
looked down at her beautiful body still in the teddy and garters.  My eyes
moved from her face down her body and rested on her pussy.  What had been
so tight and fine just last night was gaping open and oozing cum.  Her cunt
was as wide as ever, again unable to feel the pleasure I would give it.

   I collapsed to my knees before her.  What had they done to her?  How
could this happen?  Will Tracy ever forgive me?  As in response, her hands
came up to the sides of my head and brought my mouth down to the hole I
would never be able to fill.