{"sf1_id":1990384,"sf2_id":"Vm2LVPr1","title":"Do You Want to be an Amazon? Ch. 03","author":"dracumsum","words":5009,"posted_at":"2023-05-24T02:01:11.000Z","tags":["Abs","Adorable","Adult","Adult Content","Amazon","Aphrodisiac","Aroused","Ass","Athlete","Athletic","Autofellatio","Ball Fondling","Ball Growth","Balls","Bathroom","Bedroom","Big Boobs","Big Tits","Bisexual","Blowjob","Boobs","Booty","Breast","Breast Fondling","Breast Growth","Breastfeeding","Breastplay","Breasts","Buff","Bulge","Chemical Use","Clit","Clitoris","Cock","Cock Growth","Cuddle","Cuddling","Cum","Cumming","Cumshot","Cute","Date","Dick","Ejaculation","Equine","Erection","Exhibitionism","Explicit","F/Herm","Fellatio","Futa","Futanari","Gender Shifting","Gender Transformation","Grin","Grinning","Growth","Hermaphrodite","Hospital","House","Hug","Hyper","Hyperphallic","Jugs","Kissing","Lactation","Laugh","Legs","Medical Procedures","Muscle","Muscle Growth","Muscles","Naked","Nipples","Nude","Nudity","Omnisexual","Orgasm","Pansexual","Penis","Pheromones","Pre","Primate","Pussy","Sheath","Shemale","Size Queen","Tongue","Transformation","intersex"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1990384-do-you-want-to-be-an-amazon-ch-03","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Vm2LVPr1","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1990384\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"Dorothy's been drinking Garth's milk for a few months by now. She's noticed some improvements to her mood, she's gotten a few complements at the gym, and it may have had the slightest tiny effect on her libido...","content":"Garth awoken blearily, and rolled over, blinking in the darkness as his eyes made out the clock.\u0026nbsp; Then he groaned, less than 45 minutes until his alarm, and he needed to use the restroom.\u0026nbsp; He started sitting up, and groaned again.\u0026nbsp; His cock was hard. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“If you weren't so much fun, you'd be a pain in the ass.\" He said under his breath, as his nearly arm long dick throbbed, enjoying the attention.\u0026nbsp; There was an obvious darker spot, even in the dim predawn, but at least this time he hadn't cum.\u0026nbsp; There were still splotches on the ceiling from the numerous wet dreams.\u0026nbsp; Thankfully, as far as he could tell, his jockstrap had been pushed out of the way, rather than breaking, again. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth huffed in irritation, and rolled out of bed, trying to step carefully not to wake his wife as the floor perceptively bowed underneath his weight.\u0026nbsp; He stripped off his sleep clothes, sighing as his watermelon like breasts swung free, and his balls were released from their elastic prison.\u0026nbsp; As he waked towards the bathroom, he reflexively tensed his kegals, lodging his cock between his tits, just right for him to enjoy the sweet pheromones pouring off it, and maybe lick some of pre that seemingly never stopped pouring from the finger sized slit. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nAnd this was one of the times when sex was in the background of his life. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDay to day, his life was… kind of boring.\u0026nbsp; In the sense that he knew what it was going to be like from sun up to sun down.\u0026nbsp; Constantly observed, constantly tested, his body absolutely optimized for output, a constant flow of resources coming in and milk, cum, pre, and virus coming out.\u0026nbsp; The local Amazon support group had a category for people like Garth.\u0026nbsp; Breeding Studs, something of a joke since they were banned from directly fucking anyone, except each other. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nAnd there were exactly three in the city. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nStill, there were definitely benefits... Garth thought as he walked into the bathroom, looking forward to the breeding post he had set up there.\u0026nbsp; He'd done a line of coke in college once.\u0026nbsp; Whenever he tried to say how an orgasm made him feel, that was the closest he could relate it to.\u0026nbsp; A sense of power, and energy, ready to keep on going until his lungs and muscles were burning.\u0026nbsp; And he was a world class marathon runner. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nHe yawned, and turned on the lights. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy was sitting on the floor, naked, fingering herself, right underneath the breeding post.\u0026nbsp; Well… sitting was a bit generous.\u0026nbsp; She was aggressively attacking the gaping slit with her mouth and nose.\u0026nbsp; It was shiny with frothy saliva, and the floor was glistening with arousal.\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThat was new.   \n  \nShe snatched her hand away from her groin like she was a teenager being caught, well, masturbating in the bathroom.\u0026nbsp; She stared at Garth, gasping, hands not sure if they wanted to cover her breasts or play with them. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth sighed.\u0026nbsp; “Alright… we're definitely going to need to talk in the morning…\"\u0026nbsp; He rubbed his eyes, his cock hardening even more at how much his wife wanted just his scent and flavor, let alone…\u0026nbsp; He felt his balls already tensing ready to unload.\u0026nbsp; She started crawling towards him, panting, trying to get closer to the overpowering musk, eyes blank, arousal visibly dripping down her legs.\u0026nbsp; “Oh… fuck.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth grabbed his cock, and stepped forward, feeding it into the breeding post, and instantly unloading.\u0026nbsp; His balls, swollen from not fucking overnight, slowly stopped complaining as spurt after spurt unloaded.\u0026nbsp; Just another morning. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThen Garth gasped as Dorothy got involved. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nHer eyes were half lidded as she crawled up behind him, head swimming in his scent.\u0026nbsp; She reached out and licked him, his salty flavor leaving her head sparking and her clit tingling.\u0026nbsp; She kept licking upwards, until she felt a furnace of heat and desire.\u0026nbsp; She nudged aside his balls, and he felt her breath on his clit. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth knew he should stop, exposing Dorothy to his viral load was extremely risky, but-   \n  \nHis world went white as Dorothy licked it. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth came.\u0026nbsp; Garth came, shaking, moaning, and hard. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nHe lost control as he grabbed onto the breeding post, his balls pumping, his legs almost giving out, as Dorothy eagerly licked and sucked, her face bathed in arousal and sweat.\u0026nbsp; Garth collapsed against the post, his ass and legs the only things still able to keep moving, almost entirely overwhelmed.  \n  \nIt felt like minutes passed before Garth's orgasm came to an end, and he pulled out of the post.\u0026nbsp; “That… was the most amazing… thing I've ever felt… thank you so much.\"\u0026nbsp; He managed, panting, before looking down. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy was laid on her back, eyes open, brain turned to mush by Garth's fluids.\u0026nbsp; All was moving was her hand, stroking herself, as she barely breathed, riding high on endorphins, her brain nothing but bubbles. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Oh fuck.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*   \n  \nDorothy yawned and woke up, feeling very well rested.\u0026nbsp; She looked over at her clock and… this wasn't her room.\u0026nbsp; It wasn't even the old master bedroom.\u0026nbsp; Or the new reinforced bedroom for Garth.\u0026nbsp; It looked like sterile white medical normal. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nShe looked around, and confirmed, yes, it was medical, seemed like the inside of the lab.\u0026nbsp; A lab technician looked at a blinking light on their data tablet, and then got up, walking over to Dorothy.\u0026nbsp; Dorothy lay there, noticing the IV tubes running into her arm. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“You gave us a bit of a scare.\"\u0026nbsp; The technician said.\u0026nbsp; “Do you remember what happened?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Well… I woke up, and needed to go to the bathroom… then I think I fell asleep?\"\u0026nbsp; She said, then blushed, remembering probably the best dream in months.\u0026nbsp; She'd smelled Garth and fuck, she could feel herself moistening just from the thought. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe lab technician nodded, and made a note.\u0026nbsp; “And have you been exposed to Garth's body fluids?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Not directly…\"\u0026nbsp; She said, trying not to get any of the technicians in trouble in case they were covering their own asses.\u0026nbsp; She was a grownup. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Alright, do you mind if we do a physical exam to confirm?\u0026nbsp; Can I import your records?\"\u0026nbsp; Dorothy nodded to the technician and laid back, trying to relax back into sleep.\u0026nbsp; She wanted to try to get back to that dream where she…   \n  \nOh.  \n  \n“… did I… eat out Garth… all night?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“We're trying to figure out what effects it may have had.\"\u0026nbsp; The lab technician didn't quite confirm.  \n  \n“I… don't think it's much?\u0026nbsp; I haven't lost weight and my clothes still fit…\"\u0026nbsp; Dorothy said, a bit groggily, trying to help. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Well, it looks like your body fat percentage is down to nearly 15%, and that wasn't true a month ago.\" The technician said.\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“What does that mean?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“You have abs.\"   \n  \n“Abs?\"\u0026nbsp; Dorothy said a bit blearily, looking down at her flat stomach.\u0026nbsp; Well she tried, her boobs got in the way.\u0026nbsp; She sat up and looked down.\u0026nbsp; “No I don't…\"\u0026nbsp; She said, confused. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe technician pressed a button, and a mirror pivoted out.\u0026nbsp; “I have abs!\"\u0026nbsp; Dorothy said, happily feeling them with her hands.\u0026nbsp; “Are my boobs bigger?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe technician pulled up an MRI scan from a few years back when she'd broken her leg during a bike crash.\u0026nbsp; “This is the last 'picture' we have in your file.\u0026nbsp; Looks like you've lost a fair amount of fat and packed on some muscle.\"  \n  \n“Erm… so… how much was from last night versus… exposure earlier...\"  \n  \n“We won't know until we can get you to an MRI.\u0026nbsp; Then we can try to check for rapid growth strain versus slower changes.\u0026nbsp; Though it might get a bit blurred if you've been working out more.\" The technician looked at Dorothy over the clipboard. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Yes… I have…\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Do you have a recent full body picture?\"   \n  \n“Um… not really.\u0026nbsp; I don't really go to the beach or anything.\"  \n  \nThe technician sighed.\u0026nbsp; “Do you think your husband could potentially help identify any differences?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“I don't know… I feel like he doesn't really… look at me?\"\u0026nbsp; She cringed. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Would you mind if he looked?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy shook her head.\u0026nbsp; “No, I guess I wouldn't mind.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe technician looked out, and nearly bumped foreheads with Garth. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Is she OK?\"\u0026nbsp; He asked. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“She's awake.\u0026nbsp; I was hoping you could take a look at her.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nHe nodded eagerly, and stepped in.\u0026nbsp; The truck's suspension groaned at the sudden weight, and it shifted a few degrees.\u0026nbsp; He stepped in, stunned.\u0026nbsp; In his arms were a bundle of clothes, a water bottle, a couple books, a warm blanket, and a potted plant. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“You know that I… live right there?\"\u0026nbsp; Dorothy asked, a blushing a bit. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Well, yeah… I was worried that you'd be uncomfortable here…\"\u0026nbsp; Garth blushed, then really looked at Dorothy's naked form.\u0026nbsp; He froze, eyes widening.\u0026nbsp; “You look amazing.\"   \n  \nDorthy blushed. “You're just saying that…\"   \n  \n“No… You've been… looking a lot better…\" Garth was wearing his standard uniform around the house,\u0026nbsp; a massive tank top and a pair of workout shorts, They barely held back his assets at the best of times. Now, it was clearly tented around an eager spire, the center of the bulge wet with pre. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“But… I don't… look that different…?\" Dorothy trailed off. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Honey, I don't care about that.\" Garth began, his pants beginning to shift from straining to tenting. “I've always thought you were beautiful.\u0026nbsp; But, damn, I'm loving your tone right now, and your…\" He blushed, somehow still embarrassed about admitting to it.\u0026nbsp; “I love how big your chest is.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy wasn't much better, her face flushed red.\u0026nbsp; “What else do you love about me?\"\u0026nbsp; She asked, crossing her legs tightly. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“I love how you've been working out on your own.\"\u0026nbsp; Garth said, running a hand down her leg.\u0026nbsp; “I love how dedicated you are.\"\u0026nbsp; His hand roamed to her flat stomach, as Dorothy smiled laying back, enjoying his touch. She'd been spending nearly every lunch working out on her own, and had been getting complements for her dedication.\u0026nbsp; And that was ignoring the workouts she did with Garth under the lab technicians supervision.\u0026nbsp; “I love how toned you've gotten.\"\u0026nbsp; Garth said, running his hand up her ribs, as she stifled a moan. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“But that's mostly you…\" She said, begrudgingly. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“And you've completely changed your diet, you're working out more, and you're aware of what it takes.\u0026nbsp; Me helping you isn't any different than a guy getting a higher dose of testosterone.\u0026nbsp; It's only something that serves to emphasize what you're already doing.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy groaned, not willing to disagree.\u0026nbsp; Garth's hands felt heavenly, and he wasn't exactly wrong. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“But most of all, I love you.\u0026nbsp; I love how you've supported me through this, regardless of how awkward it has been for you.\u0026nbsp; I love how you're willing to explore all this with me.\"\u0026nbsp; He said, gesturing to himself, his overflowing shirt, the coconuts shoved down his pants, and the eager python, barely restrained.\u0026nbsp; “I love being with you and I'm thankful that you're willing to be with me every day.\"\u0026nbsp; He leaned in and kissed her.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; She kissed back as his flavor burst across her tongue.\u0026nbsp; She reached out and grabbed him, pulling him close, not willing to let him go. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe technician coughed, “OK, this is sweet but we still need to figure out how much she's changed.\"  \n  \nThe two broke away, blushing, their cocks bobbing in the air, Garth's firmly pushed past his pants. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorthy covered her face, then her eyes widened.\u0026nbsp; Her hand darted down and she felt herself.\u0026nbsp; Then it jerked away as her clit angrily protested.\u0026nbsp; She knew it had been getting… more pronounced, but… this felt different, more intense… and so much bigger.\u0026nbsp; She propped herself on her elbows and then sat up. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nSticking between her legs was definitely a dick.\u0026nbsp; It was small, a couple fingers could wrap around it, and it was thin, less than her pinkie, but… that was not a clit. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nAfter a few moments of staring, she managed.\u0026nbsp; “Well, that's new…\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Not that new.\" Garth disagreed.\u0026nbsp; “I've spent enough time eating you out to know.\u0026nbsp; It's been fun to play with.\"   \n  \n“What?\"   \n  \n“You didn't notice?\u0026nbsp; It's definitely… newish?\u0026nbsp; But it's been there for a couple weeks.\u0026nbsp; Then again, it's mostly between your lips when it's not hard.\u0026nbsp; Though it wasn't that overt yesterday.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“No… I know… down there… you're really hot so... I…\" She blushed, not willing to talk about the hours spent in the bathroom alone.  \n  \n“Honey, you're really really bad at looking at yourself.\"  \n  \n“No I'm not.\" Dorothy protested.   \n  \nGarth rummaged through the stuff he'd brought, then pulled out one of her favorite shirts and pants.\u0026nbsp; “You recognize this?\"  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n“Yeah, it's my favorite work outfit.\" She said, shrugging.\u0026nbsp; There wasn't much more to say.\u0026nbsp; It was flattering, even when she felt like she couldn't fit in her other sets.\u0026nbsp; And it was comfortable otherwise while still looking professional.\u0026nbsp; About everything you could ask for. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“When was the last time you wore it?\"\u0026nbsp; Garth asked patiently. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy thought about it for a few moments, then shrugged.\u0026nbsp; “Why does that matter?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Can you try it on?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy shifted, legs hanging over the edge of the examination table.\u0026nbsp; “Sure.\" She said, taking the top.\u0026nbsp; She pulled it on one arm, then pulled a bit harder, forcing it up her forearm.\u0026nbsp; The wrist showed an inch.\u0026nbsp; Then she put her arm into the other sleeve, and… it just wouldn't fit.\u0026nbsp; She could get her arm in, even if the wrist showed more than it should have, but the back felt bunched.\u0026nbsp; Dorothy scowled, and forced it.\u0026nbsp; The sound of ripping fabric filled the room, but it got on.\u0026nbsp; Abet uncomfortably tight on her shoulders, biceps, and forearms. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Aww, that was my favorite shirt.\"\u0026nbsp; She said reflexively.\u0026nbsp; “What happened to it?\u0026nbsp; Did it shrink in the wash?\"  \n  \nGarth rubbed his temples. “No… you got bigger.\u0026nbsp; You want to try the pants now?\"  \n  \nDorothy felt a sense of foreboding, especially since her new hyper-clit was sending eager messages right to her brain about how she couldn't fit in clothes anymore.\u0026nbsp; She grabbed them. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“I still think this is stupid.\" She said, trying to ignore the feeling of cold air on her back.\u0026nbsp; “It's not like I've been getting into biking or anything.\"\u0026nbsp; She playfully punched her thighs, sending them jiggling.\u0026nbsp; Smiling a bit to herself, she pulled on the pants, her calves easily slid through the thighs, then stopped. At the knee, they wouldn't go any further. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nShe scowled and pulled.\u0026nbsp; A moment later, her calves forced their way through, but it only rode up to the very bottom of her ass.\u0026nbsp; Dorothy hopped down from the table and tried again.\u0026nbsp; That was a firm absolutely not.\u0026nbsp; Her ass was too big, her hips were too solid.\u0026nbsp; Hell, even her jiggling thighs complained about what they were being forced into.\u0026nbsp; Another tug, and the pants ripped around the waist. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nShe looked down, over her definitely larger breasts, past her flat stomach, to her resisting pants.\u0026nbsp; “Did… my stomach fat go to my legs?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth groaned, and sat in a chair.\u0026nbsp; He grabbed his leg and easily jiggled it, 20 kilos of pure muscle easily bouncing back and forth.\u0026nbsp; “Try jiggling it with your muscles tensed.\"\u0026nbsp; He advised. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy cocked her legs and tried to move her thighs.\u0026nbsp; They were hard as steel, completely resisting.\u0026nbsp; She bit her lip.\u0026nbsp; “So…\u0026nbsp; I'm a muscle beast?\"\u0026nbsp; She finally said, straightening up, tensing her muscles, causing her shirt and pants to complain. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“You're getting there.\"\u0026nbsp; The technician said, her own legs crossed.\u0026nbsp; Then Dorothy turned to Garth, mouth open.  \n  \n“Babe… you look amazing, and I can't wait to see you like this every day…\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe technician marked down some points.\u0026nbsp; “Looks like 12 centimeters of height… maybe 20 kilos… based on outdated measurements… overt genital changes, increased breast tissue…\" She looked up at the couple, still unable to keep their hands off each other.\u0026nbsp; “Just an estimate… but I think most of the growth is from… other sources, not last night… If we can run an antibody test, we should be able to get an estimate on how well Dorothy is adapting to the exposure.\"   \n  \nDorothy was tempted to try to roll up a sleeve, then was even more tempted to see if she could just rip the straining fabric by flexing.\u0026nbsp; She tried to strike a pose, but the results were a tad underwhelming. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth chuckled a bit.\u0026nbsp; “Here, chest out, arm here, stand up straight, and now, flex.\"\u0026nbsp; The sound of ripping fabric filled the room, as new muscle showed through the damaged shirt. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nShe blinked in surprise, biting her lip.\u0026nbsp; Garth was finally forced to pull his pants down, revealing his partially unsheathed cock hanging heavily between his legs, his nipples straining against the fabric. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe tears really weren't that much, she only split the arm of her shirt in a few places.\u0026nbsp; It wasn't how she'd always imagined it in her mind, linking up so she could go full superhero and just have them fall off, but… that was still pretty awesome.\u0026nbsp; Dorothy ran her hands down her body, reveling in the new strength, the straining in her shoulders, her larger breasts threatening the buttons, the shirt hanging down, not touching her stomach or waist at all, stopping near her midriff and showing off her belly button.   \n  \n“Erm… so… what else should we do?\"\u0026nbsp; Dorothy asked, feeling achingly hard and wet. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe technician looked up.\u0026nbsp; “I'm going to take a few pictures, with your permission, and draw some blood.\u0026nbsp; It may be possible to allow you to spend a bit more… time... with Garth if you responded this well.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy nodded, catching sight of herself in the mirror, biting her lip a bit harder.\u0026nbsp; She didn't realize how cut her thighs and calves were… they looked totally different from when she was sitting down… and she could see the outline of abs for the first time in… pretty much forever. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth noticed where she was looking, and grinned. “You look really really good.\u0026nbsp; But tell me when you're ready to stop.\u0026nbsp; No reason to spend all day in the house just to be with me.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy looked from herself to her husband, at his defined Adonis belt, his cut abs, his jutting heavy boobs, and at the horsecock dripping pre, filling the room with his musky scent, and her thighs reflexively rubbed together putting pressure on her-  \n  \nShe fell to her knees with the overwhelming shockwave of sensation, not even pleasure, that hit her like a bucket of cold water.\u0026nbsp; She'd barely brushed her… oversized clit. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“That'll happen… your body is building a lot of nerve endings now, in case of future growth.\"\u0026nbsp; The technician said, a bit sympathetically.\u0026nbsp; “We can get you some numbing cream if you want?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“I think I have an idea.\"\u0026nbsp; Garth said, helping Dorothy to her feet, then kneeling down himself.\u0026nbsp; Then sitting down.\u0026nbsp; Then leaning forward, until his breath was finally on Dorothy's forming cock, sending shivers down her spine.\u0026nbsp; He looked up at her with loving eyes, and gently reached out with his tongue. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nShe squeaked, as wet warmth touched her head, and Garth gave her time to recover.\u0026nbsp; The touch felt… intense… but not painful, and she nodded towards him after a few seconds.\u0026nbsp; He bobbed a bit forward, his long hair still a bit frazzled from the frantic morning, and she gently started pulling it together, making sure it looked nice. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nShe smiled to herself, for all his boobs, curves, and hair, it wasn't always that hard to tell he'd been a balding middle aged office worker less than 6 months ago.\u0026nbsp; Garth paused, not pulling against her hands, and looked up at her eagerly.\u0026nbsp; Dorothy blinked and moved her hands down to his head, slowly pulling him forward, his hot heavy panting sending tingles down her spine. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nHis tongue reached forward a bit, and she shivered as it slowly ran along the underside, before she pulled him forward, her small dick pushing past his soft pouting lips and into his eager mouth. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nHe was hesitant, the only dick he'd sucked was the dripping battering ram currently ignored between Dorothy's legs, and that one was… a bit more resilient. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nStill, Dorothy's eager panting and strained moans helped him slowly figure out how much he could suck and play, and it wasn't long before her back arched, her ass tightening, as she experienced her first male orgasm.\u0026nbsp; She collapsed against the examination bed, gasping, her tiny dick slowly softening. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“… that was… fucking intense.\"\u0026nbsp; She gasped, then covered her mouth.\u0026nbsp; “Oh! … sorry about not doing the examination.\"\u0026nbsp; The technician and Garth exchanged a glance, then laughed both laughed. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Well, I was hoping to do it before you were exposed to more of Garth's fluids, but saliva is one of the lower dosage substances.\"\u0026nbsp; The technician said.\u0026nbsp; “Let's get some blood drawn, and we can start planning out what you two want to do.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy nodded, and jumped up on the examination table, legs spread wide to avoid touching the new growth. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“And I'll make breakfast.\u0026nbsp; Anything you want?\"\u0026nbsp; Garth asked, standing up, and deciding not to try to cram his dick back in his pants. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Protein shake with the special milk?\" Dorthy asked immediately, then blushed when she noticed that her new growth was already hardening again.\u0026nbsp; “Erm… and a banana?\"\u0026nbsp; Garth nodded and ducked underneath the door.\u0026nbsp; The truck's suspension groaned as it rebounded, and the floor straightened out. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Alright, you're going to feel a pinch.\"\u0026nbsp; The technician said.\u0026nbsp; A few seconds later, “Done.\"\u0026nbsp; And whisked the test tube over to a centrifuge. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“So, what are you looking for?\"\u0026nbsp; Dorothy asked, holding a cotton ball against her arm.  \n  \n“Your body responds to the Amazon virus by releasing antibodies like any other disease, but it's relatively easy to detect how much immunity your body has gained.\u0026nbsp; Stage 0 is unexposed. Stage 1 is initial exposure.\u0026nbsp; And it goes on from there.\u0026nbsp; Stage 1 and 2 are the very risky, when you need an entire team of medical staff on hand to monitor everything and prevent severe musculoskeletal damage.\u0026nbsp; So, if you're at stage 4… it's pretty safe for you two to resume normal relations, with regular checkups.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“And stage 3 and 5?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Stage 5, well, you can actually try out what Garth can do without much risk.\" The technician may have been smirking underneath her mask.\u0026nbsp; “Well, assuming you have a very ready supply of ice packs.\u0026nbsp; And maybe some hydration IVs.\u0026nbsp; Stage 3 tends to be a tad risky because your immune system can get overwhelmed, so changes can appear a tad suddenly, which increases the risk of injury.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“So… based off last night?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Probably beyond stage 2, but, based on what Garth said, you probably didn't get too much of a viral load.\u0026nbsp; The virus decays on contact with air, and there's much less in lubricant than in semen or blood.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“What about milk?\"\u0026nbsp; Garth asked, walking back in.\u0026nbsp; “We didn't have any of the pasteurized stuff, so I made a fresh batch.\"\u0026nbsp; He blushed again, his nipples still tenting his shirt, small wet patches visible. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“Somewhere in between.\"\u0026nbsp; The technician said.\u0026nbsp; And the machine dinged behind her.\u0026nbsp; “Alright, looks like you have a ratio of …\"\u0026nbsp; She started muttering to herself, with long scientific sounding phrases, presumably different classifications of antibodies.\u0026nbsp; “… which puts you firmly in stage 4.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth and Dorothy stared at the technician, not quite sure what that meant, who sighed.\u0026nbsp; “Which means that is perfectly safe to drink.\"  \n  \nDorothy nodded and took the protein shake, eagerly drinking, her cock twitching with each gulp, Garth's thick creamy flavor spreading across her mouth, sending that familiar sparking endorphin rush through her head. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nShe laid back against the wall, legs dangling over the edge of the table, a dopey grin spreading across her face.\u0026nbsp; “You taste good…\"\u0026nbsp; She giggled, and kept drinking the protein shake.\u0026nbsp; “I'd love more… from the tap?\"\u0026nbsp; She had enough of her head on to look at the technician. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“I'll need to get back to you on that… I think so, but…\"\u0026nbsp; She seemed a tad uncomfortable, as Garth carefully picked up Dorothy, and started carrying her inside the house. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“We'll be in the living room, watching a movie.\u0026nbsp; I'm taking a day off to be with my wife.\"\u0026nbsp; Garth rumbled. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy faintly protested, but there were a lot happy sparks bouncing around her head. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nA few minutes later, the couch was groaning underneath Garth's weight, as he cuddled Dorothy, his half hard cock and thighs easily supporting her body, his forearm propping up her shoulders and head.\u0026nbsp; She slowly sucked on the protein shake. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“So… how are you feeling?\"\u0026nbsp; Garth asked, putting on some mindless romcom, as Dorothy laid back, eyes halfway closed. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nShe made a happy noise.\u0026nbsp; “This… this is nice… when is the last time we did something like this?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“I think our honeymoon?\u0026nbsp; We've… been through a lot.\"\u0026nbsp; Garth said.\u0026nbsp; Dorothy groaned in agreement, rubbing her rear against the half hardness beneath her.\u0026nbsp; Garth tried to control his body's reaction, and after a few deep breaths and tightening some muscles, he managed to continue.\u0026nbsp; “You want to talk about how much further you want to go?\u0026nbsp; You already look pretty amazing…\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy opened her eyes, Garth the only thing she wanted to see.\u0026nbsp; “I want to be able to be with you… in every sense of the word.\"\u0026nbsp; She reached out and ran a hand down his perfect face, along his neck, and down his shirt, where she pressed against his sensitive nipple. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth tried to hold back a moan, and felt his cock eagerly respond, lifting Dorothy up a few inches.\u0026nbsp; She laughed. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“You're amazing, and I want to be right there every step of the way.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe two, Amazon and mostly human, kissed tenderly, oblivious to the world around them, until someone cleared their throat. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth slowly pulled back, his face flushed, chest heaving, as Dorothy head swum with endorphins again, and they looked up at one of the medical staff. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“We just wanted to tell you that we think it would be appropriate under the current situation for you two to share limited bodily fluids.\"\u0026nbsp; He said, a tad stiffly. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy parsed that for a moment.\u0026nbsp; “Milk?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe doctor nodded. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth intoned. “Milk.\"\u0026nbsp; And the couple burst out laughing. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe doctor rubbed his temples for a bit.\u0026nbsp; “We… already have everyone here.\u0026nbsp; Mind if we let people go home?\u0026nbsp; Since you're not going to be producing today?\"  \n  \nGarth nodded.\u0026nbsp; “No problem with me…\" He looked at Dorothy who nodded in agreement. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nA number of cars departed from the building, and Dorothy and Garth were about as along as they ever were.\u0026nbsp; Garth was enjoying one of his nutrient shakes, as he stroked Dorothy's hair. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy was relaxing under his touch, curled into his strong body, inhaling deeply, her crotch throbbing with desire.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; She'd finished the drink and was still hungry. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“I see you're having fun…\"\u0026nbsp; Garth said right around the moment where the lead had an epiphany that what she really wanted out of life wasn't money, it was to go back to her traditional life as a Shrine Matron and marry her childhood friend who wasn't like all these fake people in the big city. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy looked down and realized that she was rubbing herself.\u0026nbsp; “What?\u0026nbsp; The actor is cute.\"\u0026nbsp; She said, half jokingly.\u0026nbsp; “Not as cute as you though.\"\u0026nbsp; Her stomach rumbled. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nGarth laughed, shaking Dorothy a bit, and pulled off his top, heavy breasts resting on his abs.\u0026nbsp; “You want more milk?\u0026nbsp; Or something more solid. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy's eyes were fixated on Garth's nearly thumb thick nipples, and she hesitantly reached out, trying to maneuver the firm yet yielding mound to her mouth.\u0026nbsp; It took a bit of help from Garth, but it wasn't long before Dorothy was cradled in Garth's arms, eagerly sucking. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy still hadn't recovered entirely from the protein shake, so the milk didn't cause her to collapse, but… fuck, it felt good.\u0026nbsp; Sweet, warm, creamy, and making every brain cell scream in simultaneous orgasm. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nDorothy didn't remember much of the rest of the day, just spending it half asleep, curled into Garth.\u0026nbsp; The movie ended with both the lead and her childhood friend being bottoms, setting up for the sequel.\u0026nbsp; Garth lifted her with him, still drinking, as he grabbed food for himself every hour or so.\u0026nbsp; She managed to outdrink his production… she remembered switching sides.  \n  \nThe last thing she sort of remembered was laying against him, still drinking, feeling… heavy, but happy, laying on softness on top of Garth's abs, rubbing herself against his leg very damp leg.  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nThe next morning, an annoyed medic stomped his way upstairs, muttering about people being late for their job despite their commute being literally downstairs, when he sighed at the sight of the couple.\u0026nbsp; “Bill?\u0026nbsp; Did you… give them any limits on how much milk they could drink?\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n“No?\u0026nbsp; Dorothy should be good for reasonable amounts.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe medic started rubbing his temples.\u0026nbsp; “Garth… doesn't do reasonable… we're going to need a reinforced stretcher.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nA chorus of groans came from below. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nMore than a few of them were tinged with a bit of… not entirely professional interest.\u0026nbsp;","series":{"name":"So You Want to be an Amazon?","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1957181-do-you-want-to-be-an-amazon-ch2.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2162974-do-you-want-to-be-an-amazon-ch-04.json"}}