iVortex - Chapter 8

The device was supposed to make girls sexier and Cameron irresistible. He had asked Erina for clarification on what traits she valued the most in a boyfriend or mate and had entered all of those- could he have made some mistake? That must be it. Now he needed to find some way to check the log. Could his phone have that data? The machine had merged with it after all, so that idea made a weird sort of sense. Cameron pulled out his phone and thumbed over to the alien app.

There was no interface, no obvious way of doing anything at all, he had to hack in. For the next thirty minutes Cameron typed furiously on the touch keyboard, writing an app to decompile the alien app so he could see the source. Hours later he was nowhere near finished and there was no telling how mad Yumeko would be. “I need a desktop,” he muttered in frustration before thumbing the phone’s screen off.

The music was still playing loudly when he got back to the ballroom. I need to get out of here, he thought, before everyone starts growing again. He made it as far as the ballroom’s double doors before the music suddenly cut out and feedback briefly screeched over the microphone. Erina’s voice echoed in the large room, “Good evening everyone, thank you all so much for coming. Most of you know I have been planning to make an announcement tonight.” Erina paused as applause rippled through the crowd. “And no, I am not getting married.” Scattered boos rose and melted away just as quickly.

“I’m not ready to settle down just yet, because I am fired up,” Erina’s tone took on the feel of a practiced speech. “I am tired of politicians who preach about equal rights but want to give some people special treatment.” A wave of clapping rippled through the crowd. “Our companies are tired of paying men the same minimum wage as much more capable women.” The applause grew louder even though the men’s enthusiasm trailed off- the girls more than made up the difference. Erina continued, “We cannot prosper together as a country if we do not reward the most deserving among us and so tonight I am announcing my candidacy for Governess of our fine state!” 

The applause was thunderous.

Cameron turned to leave and smacked straight into someone’s rippling abdominal muscles. He looked up and up and up into Leona’s smiling face. “Hey short stack, going somewhere?” she asked.

“Huh? Me?” Cameron said, stalling. “N-Nature calls,” he finally stuttered. 

“Well don’t take long, Erina asked me to bring you back to the den,” Leona half-shouted over the applause that was only just now beginning to fade. Cameron nodded and hurried off to the bathroom. Should he stay? He did not want to get Leona in trouble, she had been decent to him but he desperately needed to figure out what was causing reality to warp so dramatically. He ran the faucet to splash cold water on his face and looked up. A scared little boy reflected in the bathroom mirror and Cameron gasped. He had the build of a 10 year old, scrawny and weak his pencil arms and slender chest barely crested the top of the sink.

Cameron sprinted back to the door, yanked it open an tore into the hallway at a dead run. In his haste he ran straight into a wall, bounced off and landed hard on his ass. Stunned he looked up and saw the wall was in fact Leona. She looked down at him with an amused half-smile. “You looked a little spooked before,” she explained. “Yumeko told me she rescued you from a drunk girl earlier and I figured maybe she was still after you.” Leona reached down and Cameron gratefully accepted her help up. “Anyway, you don’t have anything to worry about with me here little guy,” Leona said, scooping him up into her arms. 

She carried him in her arms like a bride down the hallway and into a dark wood paneled room. Between lacquered end tables sat a luxurious and enormous couch. It was much larger than any couch ought to be, it must have been built specifically for females. The edges of the tables and desk were nearly even with his head. Cameron shivered, being dwarfed by everyday objects was unsettling. Leona deposited him on the couch and said, “Wait here,” before striding out the door and shutting it behind her. Cameron wasted no time leaping up from the couch to check the door. Locked. Had Leona truly locked him away like… Like a pet? Cameron stalked the room, mind churning with thoughts of escape. There were no windows in this interior room and he was too large for the vents. No way out. 

An hour passed, then another. The sounds of distant doors opening and closing and the flow of people in the hall outside indicated the party was winding down. Pacing gave way to fidgeting on the couch until Cameron finally laid down and tried to sleep. That did not work either.

Then the door opened.

Erina filled the doorway, huge and intimidating her eyes surveyed the room before falling upon Cameron’s crumpled body. “Good,” she said sluggishly then leaned forward and stumbled inside. Cameron sat up as Erina walked haltingly, swerving in his direction. Her massive bust bounced and wobbled like gelatin filled watermelons, barely contained in her sleek dress. The line of her cleavage was large enough to swallow his head and there was more tucked away away in her dress. Cameron gaped and the reek of alcohol assaulted his nose. Shit, he thought, she’s drunk. “Don’t look at me like that, peasant.” Erina snapped. “I never drink. Mother says getting drunk is crass.” Erina flung herself down on the couch and it creaked alarmingly. Cameron barely scrambled out of the way before her ass buried him, pressing himself tightly against the armrest to make room for Erina. She was even bigger than Leona, somewhere in the twelve foot range.

“Tonight is special,” Erina’s words slurred slightly. “I’m going to be Governess! And when I’m in charge, men’s rights?” Erina gave Cameron a thumbs down. “Why shouldn’t women be treated better when we’re obviously superior?” Cameron wisely remained quiet. “And you!” Erina stabbed a finger at his chest. “You’re the weakest and most pathetic of all.” Cameron squirmed under her imperious gaze. “You think you could govern as well as me?” she challenged.

Cameron shook head no.

“Do you think you can do anything better than me?” Erina challenged arrogantly.

“I d-dunno,” Cameron stuttered uncertainly, worried about angering her.

Erina’s fist slammed down on the couch and something beneath the cushions cracked. Yelping in fear Cameron scrambled down from the couch only to be yanked back by Erina. “The correct answer was NO,” she hissed.

“No!” he squeaked. “I -m-m-meant no!”

Erina sighed, “You are a weak, stunted little boy. However...You are a perfect symbol for man’s place in the new world I’m going to create.“ To Erina’s credit despite being intoxicated her diction became perfect as she spoke passionately, “A world where the minimum wage for men is whatever scraps superior women deign to offer. A world world where merit determines reward, and what man could possibly compare to what a woman has to offer? Strength, intelligence, endurance, you’re as poor in these traits as much as I am rich in them.” She laughed suddenly and leaned towards Cameron, cleavage threatening to burst from her top. “And that reminds me,” she said coquettishly. “I am supposed to reward you aren’t I?”

Cameron waved his hands, “Th-that’s okay. I really should be going-”

“Nonsense,” Erina declared. She stood, presenting Cameron with an unimpeded view of a large, shapely ass that was poured into her skintight dress. Without ceremony Erina peeled off her panties and laid them over the arm of the couch before spreading her legs and lowering herself back down. Even seated her size was incredible, Erina stretched out a leg bigger than Cameron and patted the inside of her thigh in the same fashion one might summon a faithful hound. “Now, come get your-” Erina interrupted herself with a haughty laugh that caused her cleavage to jiggle enticingly. “Payment.” She finished and delicately snapped her fingers and pointed at the floor in front of her. 

Cameron hesitated.

Erina was beautiful, gorgeous even, but her domineering attitude was growing as quickly as the rest of her. Erina may not be treating him as property the way Yumeko did, but her attitude was similar to how one would treat a household pet. Not exactly the role he had in mind. But before he could protest Erina’s large fingers twined in his hair and she brought his face towards the heat between her thighs. “Lick,” her voice dripped with arrogance. Cameron tentatively stretched out his tongue and found Erina’s nether lips slick with moisture. He began to lap clumsily, trying desperately to remember Yumeko’s instructions. Before he could establish a rhythm Erina began to grow. 

The thighs pressing against his head swelled, blocking out the light of the room. The couch lifted up higher, somehow growing to support the ever-increasing size of its occupant. Neck craning to keep up with Erina’s steady growth Cameron quickly found every muscle and ligament in his body stretched taut. His head felt like a grape trapped between loaves of bread, only bread had far more give than Erina’s powerful thighs. A single squeeze would pop his head- that thought made Cameron redouble his efforts.

Fighting the urge to panic as Erina’s moist sex slowly swallowed the front of his face Cameron hyperventilated Erina’s fragrance, inundated in her arousal and the humid heat pulsating around his nose. Erina’s powerful legs locked Cameron’s head in place and kept him there while he licked and sucked and whimpered. By the time she cried out in ecstasy his face and hair were soaked, his lips were sore, and his tongue was numb. 

“Again,” Erina commanded.

***

After servicing Erina Cameron was allowed to leave the party and return to his dorm. More motivated than ever he worked furiously to resolve the mistakes he had made.

After three of the most frustrating hours of his life Cameron shoved his keyboard away. It promptly fell out the back of keyboard tray and clacked loudly onto the floor. It didn’t matter, it was useless. He was useless. He should have been smart enough to figure out what was going on with the alien device that had taken over his phone, but nothing was working. Where solutions and inspiration had come so easily to him before now he struggled with simple things. Did I ever really think differential equations were basic? Am I getting dumber? The thought chilled him to the bone. 

Intelligence was the one that set him apart- gave him confidence that he could accomplish things in a world that valued strength, size, attractiveness, and social skill. All the traits he lacked. Intelligence had been his one ace in the hole, but apparently not anymore. An irritating buzz brought Cameron out of his self pity long enough to catch his phone before it slid off the desk. He was about to reject the call when his sister’s name appeared on the display. With a sigh he answered, “Hi sis.”

“Hey lil bro!” his sister’s voice said cheerfully. Since when did she call him ‘lil bro’, he was older than her by a couple years. “You finish playing around with the prototype? The lab is going to need it back soon.”

“Prototype?” Cameron asked uncertainly. 

Lisa spoke rapidly, “You know, alien reality warping technology. I had to butter up the board to let them release it to you even temporarily but some people are starting to get antsy. I know you wanted to study it for your thesis but the legal team says its a liability. I’ll find someway to make it up to you, okay?”

“But, I built it?” Cameron said, bewildered. 

“Ha!” Lisa barked a laugh. “Good one, bro. You know in a way you’re right though. You talking about a world where men and women were equal size is what inspired me to take a crack at the alien codex.”

This was all wrong. Lisa was a great sister but she didn’t know the first thing about technology, let alone alien technology. “Yeah, right.” Cameron’s attempt at sarcasm sounded more confused than anything.

Lisa’s smile was evident in her voice. “I always am! Anyway, I need to come pick up the prototype, but I’ll find a way to make it up to you. If you’re not busy now I can be there in an hour.”

Cameron stared at his phone for a long moment before the fight drained out of him. It wasn’t like keeping the app was going to do him any good, heck if Lisa could find some way to pry it out of his phone she would already be well ahead of any progress he had made. Given that Lisa was not the most technical person he knew, that did not seem likely. Maybe watching her fail would make him feel a little less useless. “Okay,” he said.

“Great,” Lisa chirped. “See you then.”

Cameron set the phone down, flung himself down on the bed and rolled over to stare at the ceiling. His feet only reached halfway down the bed’s length, everything was too big for him now. Except his clothes. Somehow those had shrunk too- or maybe not shrunk exactly. It was like he had always been small. All the photos on his phone showed him at four feet tall which is apparently when he had stopped growing at the age of twelve. 

Lisa on the other hand kept getting bigger and bigger. By thirteen she was a full head taller than him. By fifteen his head was even with her breasts. Then she hit a real growth spurt. Her High School graduation photo showed him standing beside her, his head barely reaching the top of her thigh. Though her body was mostly obscured by a formless graduation gown it was clear that Lisa was a very well developed young woman.

That was more than sixth months ago, had the spurt continued? Cameron shuddered to think how big she would be now. How was she even going to fit in his room? That was another thing that had changed: all aspects of daily life had become wildly segregated. Girls dorms were larger, their desks were larger, heck even their meals at the cafeteria were larger. The boys were smaller too, Cameron thought they had been growing but it was only that he was shrinking faster. The average height of men was somewhere around five feet tall, which meant Cameron’s four feet was pathetically short, but hardly freakish.    

He shut his eyes, wishing he had never messed with alien technology.

A knock at the door snapped him awake, how long had he been out? “Hello?” Lisa’s voice boomed from the other side of the door. “Are you going to let me in or do I have to break the door down?” Apparently she had been knocking for a while, Cameron scrambled up out of bed, tripped on a stray cable and nearly knocked himself unconscious on the door. Cursing at a fresh bump on his head he twisted the lock and pulled the door open. The bottom hem of a short, pleated skirt swished past him and into the room. 

“About time,” Lisa said then squealed in girlish delight. “Oh my god, look at how tiny your room is, this is like, the size of my closet,” she gushed. “Can I sit on your bed?” Before Cameron could reply she did just that and the frame groaned beneath her weight. Lisa wiggled her wide hips, getting comfortable while the entire bed frame wobbled back and forth precariously. A soft cracking noise indicated one of the supports was starting to give. “Ooo, I hope I don’t break anything,” she said in a way that suggested she was more excited by the idea than concerned. 

Cameron took his first good luck at how his sister had changed and could hardly believe she was the same person. Lisa was titanic, every bit as large as Erina if not bigger. Even her hair had changed color, from a sandy brown to a vibrant red that fell over her shoulders in a lush wave. A little baby fat around her cheeks maintained her youthful appearance but every other part of her was all woman. The buttons on her white blouse strained to contain an absolutely mammoth set of tits that Cameron could only guess the size of. Her waist was relatively thin before flaring out into a set of very womanly hips that her skirt did little to hide. Huge tracts of creamy thigh were visible through her pantyhose and Cameron marveled that the width of one those thighs was thicker than his chest. Lisa crossed them and Cameron’s attention was drawn to the massive pair of designer pumps strapped to her feet, he had never seen Lisa wear heels before- and given how tall she was already they seemed almost obscene.

“Done checking me out?” Lisa said with a knowing smile.

Cameron glanced up in alarm. “N-no, I w-wasn’t I m-mean…”

Lisa rolled her eyes. “It’s okay bro, you always do. Why get so weird about it now?”

“I… I do?”

“Only ever since puberty!” Lisa giggled. “Don’t worry, I think its cute.”

“You… you do?” Lisa had never acted like this before, Cameron had no idea how to react.

“I mean, I’ll admit when Mom first adopted you I was a little pissed…” Lisa trailed off. Cameron gaped until she punched him in the arm. He went sprawling to the floor and Lisa gasped. “Oh shoot, I forget how careful I have to be with you, are you okay?”

“Yeah,” Cameron said, more stunned that hurt.

“I’m just giving you a hard time you know?” Lisa explained. “I mean, I really was a bit mad at Mom for adopting you for a while, I guess. I thought you’d get all the attention but then the idea of having a little brother to protect sort of grew on me.”

“I’m adopted?” Cameron could not contain his shock, none of this made any sense.

“Just how hard did you hit your head on the door?” Lisa asked with real concern.

“I… Don’t know,” Cameron said slowly. “Maybe just fill me in, I’m feeling a bit lost right now.” 

Lisa pursed her lips, worry filling her eyes before she spoke again, “Okay. Well, a lot of boys end up as orphans I guess, most people seem to want girls, but you know how Mom is, a big softie. You latched on to me right away though, even before these happened,” Lisa gave her enormous tits a squeeze. “Followed me everywhere, always wanted to do whatever I was doing, any of this ringing any bells?”

Cameron stared at his phone, trying to absorb what Lisa was saying while thinking: how is this possible, none of that happened. Is any of this real?

“Cameron?” Lisa said concern slowing her voice to a crawl. “You’re really starting to worry me.”

“The device,” Cameron mumbled, “It’s changing everything, how-”

“Wait,” Lisa cut in. “Did you use the device? I told you that under no circumstances were you to active it!”

“What?” Cameron looked up, alarmed at the sharp note of anger in Lisa’s voice.

“Don’t what me,” Lisa growled, and stood suddenly. She towered over him and Cameron shrunk back in fear. “Tell me right now, did you use it?”       

“Y-yes,” he stammered.

Lisa shoved her hands under his arms and lifted him half a dozen feet into the air. Cameron squeaked in fear and seeing Lisa’s angry face, finally broke. It was all too much, the constant shifting of reality, Erina and her friends rough treatment, and now the last good thing in his life, his adorable little sister Lisa- was furious with him. He burst into tears. “I don’t know what happened,” he wailed. “I’m sorry!”

Lisa’s face softened immediately and she pulled him into a hug made plush by the fat cushions of her breasts. A thick nipple poked into Cameron’s chest and he squirmed. “It’s okay,” LIsa said, taking a calming breath. “Tell me everything and maybe we can fix this. Start from the beginning.”

Cameron told her everything. How he remembered their lives growing up, discovering the schematics for the device online, building it to get Erina’s attention, and that fateful night he activated the machine along with everything that had happened since. Lisa nodded and made the occasional ‘hmm’ sound as he told his story, hugging him to her body as he spoke over her shoulder. When he was finished she sat back on the bed and put him in her lap, nuzzling his head against her breast.

“So,” Lisa said, “You’re not exactly my brother then.” Cameron looked up at her in confusion. “There are two possibilities,” she explained, holding up two fingers to demonstrate. “The first is that the machine changes all of reality. The amount of energy required for this would burn out all the stars in our galaxy, maybe more. So we’ll call that the unlikely scenario. The second possibility is that the device transports the user to an alternate dimension that matches the specified parameters.” Lisa sounded like she was working through the problem as she spoke, “However, according to the Pauli Exclusion Principle two things cannot occupy the same space, so when you came here my brother went to wherever you were.”

Cameron shook his head, that didn’t seem quite right. “But it’s been gradual.”

Lisa nodded. “The machine seems to have a way of easing the transition, perhaps creating pocket dimensions in order to allow the user to acclimate before they reach their endpoint. It’s possible you’re in one of those pocket dimensions right now,” Lisa mused, her voice gaining an edge of excitement. “If that is the case I’ll need the device more than ever otherwise I’ll likely cease to exist when you migrate to the next dimension.”

Trying to wrap his head around Lisa’s explanation made Cameron feel like his head was going to explode. “You’re not real?” he said finally.

Lisa pinched his cheek and he yelped with pain. “Oh, I’m real,” she smiled. “But maybe temporary unless I find a way to hitch a ride with you to your final destination.” Lisa bent over, her massive tit squashing into Cameron and forcing him deeper into her plush lap. She picked up his phone and straightened before flicking through the menus. “Don’t worry that cute little head of yours,” she said, ruffling his hair. “I’m going to figure this out.”

After a few minutes of careful examination Lisa set Cameron aside and stood up. “I need to use your computer, you have an IDE installed I assume?” Cameron nodded. “Good,” Lisa paused in front of his desk. “Where is your keyboard?”

“It kinda fell,” Cameron mumbled. Lisa raised an eyebrow at him. “I threw it,” he confessed.

Lisa sighed, “Well, go get me a footrest, I’ve got work to do.” With that she spun his chair sideways, fished the keyboard out from beneath his desk and sat down. The chair, intended for boys, groaned beneath her weight. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Lisa said, noting that Cameron had not moved from the bed. 

“I don’t have a footrest,” he said, feeling more useless by the second.

Lisa frowned, “Alright, well at least take these off,” she said waving her pumps in the air. “My feet are killing me.” Cameron hopped down from the bed and plodded over to his sister’s feet. He could hardly believe how massive they were, one of them would cover most of his chest. He began undoing the straps while Lisa opened the various apps she would need to work. “These shoes fit fine a month or two ago,” she said absently. “Guess I’m going through another growth spurt.” Her head turned slightly, watching his reaction. Cameron shivered slightly and Lisa smiled. “That excites you, doesn’t it little bro? Maybe you are my brother after all. You like when big sister gets even bigger than you.” Her toes, now free of the shoe reached up and grabbed his shirt, twisting it as she pulled him between her thighs. Cameron dropped her shoe and made a small worried sound in the back of his throat.

“This is what got you into this mess,” Lisa said with a sigh that sounded suspiciously happy. “You pretend not to, but you love being pushed around by big, sexy, women.” Cameron looked up in alarm, her change in attitude was so dramatic he could hardly believe he was talking to the same person. She laughed off his concern, shoving him back with her toes. “I’m just teasing you,” she said with a wide smile. “Don’t pretend like you don’t like it though.” She turned to the screen and began to type. Cameron stood there in shocked silence for a minute before Lisa said, “When you’re done taking off the other shoe would you mind giving me a foot rub, I am saving your ass after all.”

“You are?” Cameron asked in surprise.

“Duh,” Lisa said. “I’m going to figure out how this thing works and after that I can send you wherever you want. Well, that is assuming I get permission from the board, but when it comes to what their new head of R&D wants, they can’t say no.”      

“O-okay,” Cameron stammered and finished unbuckling Lisa’s second pump. She flexed her toes in relief and Cameron began to inexpertly squeeze her foot with the tips of his fingers. However clumsy his technique, Lisa seemed to soak up the attention, giving soft little moans as she worked. 

Minutes turned into hours, Cameron tried half a dozen times to stop massaging Lisa feet but she pouted every time until he started again. By the time Lisa stopped typing his fingers ached. “Okay, I think I’ve got it, but I was wrong.” Cameron waited patiently for Lisa’s explanation. “This is not a pocket dimension, its real, but the machine only transfers the consciousness. It makes sense if you think about it, it’s the least amount it could transfer to achieve the desired effect. That means you are inhabiting my brother’s body.”

“Is he dead?”

Lisa laughed, “Oh god no, he’s more like asleep. He’s not aware that any of this is happening, and when you’re gone he’ll have maybe a bad headache and spotty memory, but nothing worse than a wild night drinking would cause. But that’s not the best part, I’ve looked into your destination a bit and I have to say I’m impressed. You might be even more perverted than my bro,” she giggled. “I got so excited running projections on your final destination that I’ve made a decision.”

“What decision?” Cameron said cautiously.

“I’ve decided,” Lisa said, dramatically. “To come with you!”

“What?” Cameron said, alarmed. “You said you were going to send me back!”

“Yeah we’ll get to that,” Lisa said, waving her hand to brush aside his concern. “But you can’t change destination before you’ve finished the trip. So I’m coming with you. Think about it, you won’t feel like you’re losing your mind anymore.”

“I don’t understand, why go so far when I’m only your adopted brother in this world,” Cameron said. “And I’m not even really him!”

“Because, lil bro,” Lisa leaned down and her breath was hot in his ear, “Big things are going to happen where you’re headed.” Massive teeth nibbled the edge of Cameron’s ear and he shivered, “Very big things,” Lisa whispered huskily.

Cameron stumbled back. “W-we c-can’t,” he stuttered. “You’re my sister.”

Lisa stood up and bent over, at some point she had undone the top few buttons of her blouse exposing a deep, tantalizing valley of cleavage. “Are you sure, lil bro?” she said sweetly. Her fingers popped open another button and her breasts surged forward another inch, straining mightily against the button at the center of her bust. The poor tortured button twisted and began to twist under the weight of Lisa’s enormous tits. 

“I thought we could have a little fun, I’m still growing you know. Where your headed I’ll be growing so, soo much,” Lisa purred. “Don’t you want me to know how much bigger I’m getting? All those other girls will have no idea they are changing, but I will,” Lisa took a step closer and her barely restrained tits wobbled forward. “I’ll know that I’m getting bigger,” she took a deep breath, further inflating her chest. “And bigger,” another deep breath the twine holding the button in place frayed before Cameron’s eyes. “And bigger,” Lisa sucked in a final, huge breath and the button surrendered flying off and pinging off of Cameron’s nose before skidding across the floor. Lisa’s massive tits overwhelmed the blouse, and the two halves peeled apart allowing an avalanche of bra-clad titflesh through the gap. There was enough plump flesh to swallow Cameron’s head, and more barely contained inside her bra.

“I- d-d-don’t kn-kn-know,” he stuttered badly, failing to take a step back as he bumped against the wall.

Lisa knelt down on her knees, which still allowed her to tower over Cameron. “Oh you know,” Lisa whispered huskily. Her hand snaked down and grabbed the rock hard protrusion in Cameron’s pants. Her cheshire grin was only just visible over a wobbling shelf of overgrown titflesh. “You’re just not answering with the right head.”