Balance of Nature

Balance of Nature 4

By Nomdreserv

David’s heart jumped as the girls immediately started moving towards him. They were four in number, two brunettes (though one had a kool-aid red mixed in her hair), one blonde, and one with black hair, all mid teens in age, and dressed in typical jailbait, slacker styles. All sported various piercings or tattoos, as though a love of needles was required for their group. Three were about average height, but the fourth, a Latino girl in short-shorts and a tube top, was noticeably shorter.

And even she was taller than David. They quickly closed in on him, the same blonde who had knocked him down leading the way.

"Hey, I just wanted to apologize again," she claimed, with a disarming smile.

"It’s OK," he replied, trying to hurry past her.

"Hey, wait," she insisted, catching up easily. "So, how tall are you?" Her girlfriends had taken up flanking positions, smiling.

"That’s none of your business," he snapped.

"Whoa, attitude," she smirked. "I’ve heard short guys are sort of feisty. You feel inadequate or something?" A knowing glance that made the girls around him giggle.

"That is not something I am going to discuss. Especially with children. Now, get away from me," David growled, again trying to outpace them. Unfortunately, they could easily match his smaller legs.

"Hey, he’s dissing you," one of brunettes announced. "Take him, Val."

Val, apparently the blonde’s name, moved in front of him. He tried to swing around her, but bumped into the accusing brunette.

"Sandy thinks you’re being rude," Val informed him, standing close and looking down ominously. "You trying to aggravate us? We don’t like no hassles, especially from guys." She actually pushed him challengingly in the chest.

If David had planned on pushing through or bullying any of the girls, that push decided him. It was enough to send him back a step, and actually knocked him off balance. It seemed as strong to him now as a forearm from a lineman from his football days. He took a breath and tried to remain confident. After all, they were in a public place.

"I’m sorry," he said, biting the words but trying to make the apology sound congenial. "It’s been a … bad day. I’m sorry if I offended you." The girls exchanged smug smiles. "Now, if you’ll excuse me."

"Uh uh," Val retorted, grabbing his arm. "We wanna apologize too. How about we buy you a coke or something?"

"No, really, I…" David started to protest, but Sandy had already taken the other arm. Before he could struggle, the other brunette had grabbed his packages.

"What’s ya been buying?" she asked rhetorically, opening his bags.

"Hey! Let go…give me those back!" David demanded, trying to no avail to loosen the hands holding him.

"Deedee, don’t go lookin’ through his stuff," Val scolded, watching to see how much attention they were attracting. She was relieved to see that most people simply ignored the scene. "Now, don’t you worry, mister. She’ll give it back soon as we’re done. She just wants to give you a hand." A smile. "Let those little muscles get a break. Maria, get that door for us."

Maria scampered to obey. She was not only much smaller, but looked rounder and softer than the other girls. Something in her bearing suggested she was used to being abused by the others.

David had been so distracted, he only now realized that they had been steering him towards the mall exit. Before he knew it, they were outside and moving into the rows of parked cars.

"Hey," he called, somewhat nervously when he saw how few people were around them now. "Where are we…I mean, I thought you just wanted…"

"Oh, don’t worry," Val assured him. "We’re just gonna have that drink in our car. It’s cheaper than stuff in there. And more private like."

David felt a cold ball fill his stomach. He began struggling more forcefully, but found he still couldn’t loosen their hold. He was being manhandled, literally, by a couple of teenaged girls! He thought about screaming, but his pride wouldn’t let him. How could he admit he was frightened and helpless like this? It would almost be better to…

"Here we are," Val announced, stopping in back of a beat-up van with darkened glass. She took a quick, furtive look around, even as one of the girls opened the back. The door swung open to reveal worn, stained rugs strewn in the back, and a floor littered with cigarettes, bottles, beer cans, and food wrappers.

Before he knew what had happened, David actually felt himself lifted up and thrown in the back. He hit painfully, rolled to his side, but immediately felt the weight of one of the girls on his back. Val’s voice had gone steely cold.

"Get on him! Close that door!"

In a trice, the girls were all inside. David struggled as another body piled on top of his, then started yelling as a hand moved into his pocket and pulled his wallet free.

"Let go of me, you little fucks!" he screamed. "God damn it! I’m calling the police!"

"With what…David?" Val asked archly, glancing at the name on his credit card as she examined his wallet and the tantalizing contents. "You don’t got no phone in those bags, do you?"

"Nothin’ but clothes," Deedee announced in disgust, emptying the bags. Suddenly, she laughed and held up one of the packs of briefs. "Look! He buys little boy’s underwear."

There was a chorus of laughter and profanity, while they looked through his things. David continued to struggle under the bodies of Sandy and Val. The blonde held up his cards.

"Jackpot, girls. We got us a V-gold and over a hundred in cash." She looked at Sandy. "Can you hold him, OK?"

Sandy smiled confidently. "No problem. He’s small AND weak. Like kicking my kid brother’s butt. I bet even Maria could take him."

Maria, the petite Latina, looked doubtful. She was used to always being dominated because of her small size. Every instinct in her body – as voluptuous and stacked as it was compact - told her she could never beat a grown man.

"Let her try," Val decided. Moving to the driver’s seat and finishing her inspection of the wallet. "It’ll be good practice for her. Just pretend it’s that jerk boyfriend of yours, Maria."

The girls shifted position, Sandy holding hers, but Maria moving to assist her. They turned David onto his back, where he glared, red-faced, panting, and frightened at them. Sandy slid down his body to sit on his legs, while Maria moved to take her place on his upper body. He started to swing his arms to fend her off, but Maria instinctively moved to catch them. With a look of delighted surprise, she found that she could match his strength and stop them. In fact, she actually overpowered him and moved them back into a pinned position. She sat heavily on his chest, and looked around in triumph.

"Hey, I can hold him!"

"Good," Val said in satisfaction. "Bout time you found someone you could handle. As for you, Davey, just relax. We ain’t gonna hurt you unless you make us. We’re just gonna…borrow your stuff. You can pretend we’re, like, your girlfriends. You like to buy stuff for your girlfriend, right? If you got one."

"He’d have to date 10 year olds," Deedee snorted. "Look how fucking small these are." She had torn open one of the packs of briefs, and dangled the small whites contemptuously.

"Hey, he don’t look so small," Maria announced, looking at his lower body, where Sandy sat on his legs.

Sure enough, to David’s dismay, his erection had returned, probably due to the girls’ sliding across his body. The girls broke out into derisive laughter.

"Shit! He likes this!" Sandy said in disbelief.

"Probably the only time girls have ever touched him," Deedee suggested, then a crafty look. "Hey, Maria, maybe he’s in love. And he’s almost your size."

Another round of laughter. They all liked picking on the diminutive Maria.

"Hey, Davey, you wanna buy us some beer?" Val asked, starting the van up. "Sure you do. Maybe if you get us drunk you can finally get some. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?"

"God, would he!" Sandy snickered. "He’s done gonna rip his pants, Val."

Maria looked at the bulge at his crotch. "You think he’s as small there as everywhere else?" she asked curiously.

A round of whistles and catcalls as Val started driving. "Well, find out, girl!" Deedee prompted. "I bet he’s hung like a little boy too."

The girls giggled as they undid his jeans, David thrashing helplessly. With a rough jerk, they pulled his pants and briefs to his knees, freeing his erection. Now, David was rather well endowed, and even at his current size, he was over six inches in length. And very hard.

"Shit! He’s hung better than Jimbo," Deedee grumbled in disbelief, once more proving the maxim that you couldn’t judge a book – or a crotch - by its cover. "Look at that."

"Ooh, I think I’m in love," Sandy laughed. "Is that all for me, Davey?"

"Shut up," Val ordered. "And get his pants back on. We’re only a few minutes from the store. He’s gotta buy us the beer and cigs like we planned. And he’d better do it, if he knows what’s good for him."

Sandy didn’t want to stop teasing him. It was somehow exciting to have a full grown man at their mercy like this. "Shit, Val. Why bother threaten him like that? The little dude’s goin’ straight to jail if he makes any noise. He’s naked in a van with poor, little helpless teenaged girls. He’s takin’ advantage of us, that’s what he’s doin’."

"Hey, yeah," Deedee’s eyes lit up. "The guy’s a fuckin’ rapist. We’re statue…statuesque…you know, we ain’t legal. What’s that word?"

"Statuary," Val mistakenly corrected, but she looked thoughtful. "Yeah. We’re like, victims. You ain’t tellin’ no one ‘bout us, Davey, or we’ll, like, put you away. We have got you by the balls, man."

"Maria, stop that," Sandy laughed, as Maria started to interpret that literally. The action made David’s rebellious cock twitch excitedly.

"See? He likes it," Maria announced defiantly.

Val was suddenly inspired. "Hey, Maria. Do it."

"What?" Maria asked in puzzlement.

"Do it. Jerk him off."

An exchange of bewildered looks. "What the hell? Why?"

"Ain’t any of you heard of DNA? Get it on your clothes. If Davey ever goes to the cops about us, we sob our story out, hand over your shirt and he goes to prison."

"Hey, Val! Bitchin’! You the gal, girl!"

David’s heart raced. Suddenly, a merely frightening and embarrassing situation had become nightmarish. If the girls made him come, without Barb to trap it, he’d lose yet more size - forever. Worse, what would happen if the girls found out what his orgasms and cum did?

He yelled and fought for his life, but even his panic wouldn’t make his erection subside. The girls piled on, while Maria started jacking him off.

"No!" he demanded, thrashing and bucking his hips. "Get off me! Don’t touch me! STOP!"

"Shut up," Deedee demanded, slapping him. "Most guys dream about stuff like this. What are you, gay or something?"

"I don’t think so," Sandy laughed. "Look how hard he’s getting. Maria, you got the magic touch, girl."

She massaged his rod with delicate and sensual fingers, clearly enjoying the way he struggled, even as his body betrayed him.

"NOOOOO!" David screamed, his voice rising an octave as his climax rapidly approached. He cursed himself for not letting Barb get him off earlier. Now, his body had its revenge. "God! NOOOOooooooOOOOHHHH!"

He erupted like a fountain, jets of cum flying through the air and coating Maria’s hand and arm. With a cry of despair, he felt the tingle and fatigue move through his body.

"Shit! He’s like Mt. Manubrius," Deedee marveled.

The girls laughed and oohed over David’s potency, Maria still massaging his slippery cock. And then, they looked around in surprise.

"Hey, where’d it go?" Sandy asked in astonishment, moving a bit to reposition herself. Somehow, David’s body felt different underneath her. "Maria, you already wipe him up?"

"No," Maria insisted, stopping her stroking and looking in amazement at her dry hand. "What the fuck? His stuff was all over me a second ago!"

They looked around the van, examining every stain on the dirty rug, and their own clothes in vain, then (ala "Everyone Loves Mary") felt in their hair.

"Shit, Val, it’s gone."

"What the fuck do you mean, ‘gone’?" she demanded, parking the van in the liquor store lot.

"It’s gone. It, like, evaporated or something."

"No way," Val shot back angrily. "It don’t evaporate."

"Well, where is it?" Maria demanded, tugging at her suddenly tight top. She also shifted her legs since her shorts were binding her legs unexpectedly. A small part of her mind managed to worry even under the stressful circumstances that she’d gained weight.

"How the fuck should I know? You guys jerked him off!"

"Shit."

"I can’t believe you losers LOST his jiz!"

"Well, maybe if you hadn’t been driving so bad," Sandy defended them, still puzzled. "It must have gone somewhere when you turned so sharp back there."

"Yeah," Maria agreed, trying to loosen her top. Her breasts strained the fabric, with unexpectedly hard nipples standing out, and even the strap seemed tight across her back.

"Hey, look," Deedee pointed out in awe. "He’s still hard."

It was true. In revenge for being denied so long, his cock remained at a full ¾ and rising, virtually in their faces and begging for more.

"Well then, do it again," Val ordered, moving to sit down again. His wallet was left unattended next to her until they could force him to go into the store. "And get it RIGHT this time. Stupid fucks."

"No!" David demanded, desperate and wide-eyed in terror. "You don’t understand. I can’t…"

"Shut up," Deedee ordered, hitting him hard. "This is a heck of a lot better than what we were gonna do to you. Just sit back and enjoy it."

"No, no, you can’t. I…" Another blow actually rattled him, and he fell silent.

"And you ain’t a bad size for a midget, if that’s what’s gots you worried," she added in a snicker. Though, now that she noticed it, the first climax must have taken some of his edge off – he didn’t look quite as big in Maria’s hand as before.

"Let me just get more comfortable," Maria protested. "My clothes are really tight."

"I told you ‘bout them chalupas, Chiquita," Sandy teased, noting that Maria’s breasts did seem significantly bigger – maybe a full cup size, she decided a bit jealously. At least she gained weight in the right places. Strangely, though her legs looked cramped in the shorts, they actually looked more toned and muscular than fat.

Deedee suddenly seemed to notice it too. She also looked in surprise at the noticeable biceps bulge in Maria's arm as she started to pump David’s shaft again.

"Hey, Maria? You been working out, girl?"

"What? Why?" Maria asked, concentrating on getting this over with as soon as possible. At least she was very good at what she did. David’s cock was already back at full readiness and nearing the edge.

"No, no!" he whimpered, in a higher-pitched voice. "You can’t. It will…it will…ooohhh!" He lost his rational self as the chemical-induced lust descended on him again.

"She been trying to pump up," Sandy decided. Maria's arm muscles looked even bigger than she’d thought a second ago. "Maybe she wants to be big, like us. Hey, Val, maybe she be thinking she can take you now, huh?"

"Dream on, chica. You ain’t never gonna be one of the big girls."

"Fuck you!" Maria shot back angrily, always self-conscious about her size, but strangely enough, feeling an odd sense of strength and confidence that was new to her. Hell, even Val didn’t look as big and intimidating as usual. She felt David’s cock twitch under her expert manipulations again, this time prepared to catch the entire load in her other hand.

David again let out a scream as he came, arching his back and even managing to dislodge Sandy from his legs. Maria felt his hot seed squirt into her hand, amazed at the number of pulses and volume in someone who had just come. A strange tingle swept her body. She suddenly felt a rush of excitement and strength that made her moan in unison with David.

"Damn, she’s getting’ off too. Look at that."

Sure enough, she arched her back, feeling a strange sense of … power sweep through her.

Sandy’s and Deedee’s eyes went wide. "Shit! What’s happening to…hey Val! Look at this!"

Val looked up, then made an exclamation of surprise. Maria was stretching and moaning as though in ecstasy, which was unusual enough, but even more astounding was the way they could see her clothes shrinking on her. No, not her clothes, she suddenly realized – it was Maria growing! Before their eyes, Maria's arms swelled, her muscles becoming obvious even in a relaxed state. Her tube top stretched like a rubber band, digging into her expanding breasts, until with an involuntary shrug, she flexed her back and shoulders and it snapped, leaving her now massive breasts and chest mostly exposed. With an ominous ripping sound, her shorts began to give, several tears forming around her swelling, toned thighs, then the waistband popping, her larger hips and legs immediately forcing the zipper halfway down. Her abs became defined and hard as her midsection lengthened, and she had to shift her feet as her legs grew to match. The sandals on her feet were at least two sizes too small, the straps stretched and her heels hanging over the back.

"What the fuck?" Val exclaimed, watching the she-hulk-like transformation. Sandy let out a small scream and both she and Deedee moved away from her mysteriously enlarging friend.

Which gave David, even with the wave of fatigue and listlessness that automatically came with his orgasms still assaulting him, the opportunity he needed. While the girls stared in wide-eyed astonishment, he scrambled out from underneath the distracted Maria, pulling his pants up and, with a coolness that impressed himself, he even reached to grab his wallet from near Val’s hand. This, unfortunately, caught her attention. She tore her eyes from Maria.

"Hey, stop him!"

Too late, he had fumbled the van door open and fallen out to the ground. Rolling to his feet, and pulling his pants up (all too easily) with one fluid motion, he was already running for the cover of some nearby stores that abutted the liquor mart. He needn’t have bothered. Sandy and Deedee were too frightened and astounded to give chase, and Maria was still lost in a fog of pleasure. The girls finally stumbled out of the van, and David looked back to see if they were following, immediately noticing that Maria was now the tallest girl there, and looking especially buff in her torn, tight clothes. Even Val, staring UP into her formerly petite friend’s face and marveling at her new, muscular physique, didn’t seem to want to bother chasing him given the mystery that confronted them. That was, until she noticed there was something strange about the way David was running, and the way he looked. He looked even more like a kid than before, but she wasn’t sure why. It confused her, until she caught sight of the way his once tight jeans now hung low and loose on him, such a perfect counterpoint to Maria's torn clothes. Then, everything came clear at once.

She pointed after him. "He did it! Get him! He can make us all bigger!"

But by the time Val explained and started after him, he had rounded a corner and successfully disappeared.

And Val’s gang had a new leader.

End part 4