GITJ Post 441: GRWM Dr. J, p2

I spun away from the mirror hanging on my apartment wall in a sudden panic, eyes wide, the door was opening. Oh shit! I looked around wildly for something to hide my fully erect nakedness, but, in my frozen state, all I managed to do was awkwardly cover as much of myself as I could with my hands. With the rhythmic click of high heels entered Lexi, a recent hire, and there was another woman behind her. Katie, bleach blonde and an older friend of Melissa’s. Both were wearing red party dresses. 

There was only the briefest of pregnant pauses as they both walked in only to be greeted by the sight of their naked boss standing dismally before them.“Oh my god Dr. J!!” Lexi exclaimed with a gasp and a stifled laugh, hand shooting up to cover her mouth. My attempt to hide myself was pitiful at best, only serving to make my predicament that much more obvious. Katie, unlike Lexi in front of her, did nothing to stifle her own laughter. 

“Hahahaha wow Dr. J…really happy to see us huh??” Katie laughed, eyeing my obvious erection, which at a thick nine-plus inches looked monstrous on my 4’7” frame. .

Ugh…hadn’t I locked the door?!?

“G-girls no..!” I yelped, blood finally rushing back to my head in my shock and alarm. I was able to find  the couch, and scrambled towards it.  “H-how did y-you get i-???“ Maybe if could hide behind the couch and-

“Nuh uh uh…” Lexi stopped me, stepping between me and the couch and dangling a familiar looking key from her fingertips. “Melissa asked us to come up and make sure you were getting dressed-“

“Which you very obviously aren’t…” Katie added gleefully drinking in my pathetic situation with wide eyes.

“So no hiding little guy, come on, back to the mirror…”

Lexi and Katie both worked together as part of our “marketing and communications department”, but they were not in their office clothes, for sure. Both were dressed for the party in their red dresses, high heels, hair and makeup. Wasting no time they both stood on either and side of me and ushered me back to my cheap, full-length mirror.

“So, you were playing around on your phone, hm..?” Katie chided, standing up straight, on my left.

“Did we catch you looking at naughty pictures,” Lexi concluded, towering over me on my right, “...when you should have been getting dressed, huh?” 

“Is that why you have a boner?”

At just over four-and-a-half feet tall, I was more than a foot shorter than each of these young women. Now, with them in their heels, I was a lot shorter still. My face was barely at boob-height to both of them. And there was boob. A lot of boob.

Katie’s red dress was long, a sheath on her curvy figure that reached down to her knees. It was of this new fashion women were wearing these days, with flesh peeking out through a series of windows down the front, nearly to her navel. It left no doubt as to the volume of her tits and invited the male gaze to imagine all sorts of things. Its clingy fabric also highlighted the size and weight of her enhanced (surgically but, also somehow, otherwise) breasts and - from the reflection I caught of it in the mirror - her well-developed rear. The look was sophisticated, though, high-necked with shoulders and upper arms covered. High heels, huge hoop earrings and hair done up elegantly completed her stylish look...

Lexi’s red dress, on the other hand, was more classic party-girl and exposed quite a bit more skin. Thin spaghetti straps met behind her neck and held up a bodice that plunged deep to show off her own impressive chest. The bit of material that did cover her torso appeared to be some sort of slick velvet, and did nothing to conceal her soft arms, comely shoulders, or attractive back. A slit up the side of the mid-length skirt flaunted a sexy leg up to the hip. She was also in pump heels and hoop earrings, but unlike Katie’s cultured blond bun, Lexi’s long dark hair fell in plush waves down past her shoulders, contrasting her pale complexion. 

Both girls looked at me patiently as I blatantly ogled their figures.

“So, yeah…you’re still naked,” Katie finally stated, highlighting the obvious, “and late. The party’s already started.” 

“I believe we’re going to have to dress him, Katie,” Lexi decided. 

“Yeah but like this? That’s going to be tough. Look at him. He’s, like, 90% boner.”

“Aww, now he’s blushing,” Lexi cooed as I was doing my best to shy away from her eyes. 

“Look at you. You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed…”

“Yeah.” Lexi’s voice softened as her eyes focused on my most impressive feature. “None of the girls downstairs’ll be able to keep their hands off you…”

“That’s if Melissa decides to share you for a minute.”

“Why should we wait?” Lexi suggested, “I think we should take care of him now. It’s what Melissa would want.”

That jolted me back to reality. 

“Really?” Katie questioned, with immaculately arched brow. 

“Oh for sure,” Lexi decided, “Think about it. There’re going to be cameras on him as soon as he walks in. He can’t show up like this. I’ve organized Channel 5 to be here and they won’t be able to use anything they get if he’s…like….” She gestured to my erection.

“w-wait, girls, hold on…” I implored, finally speaking up. 

“Oh hush, Melissa won’t mind,” Lexi tutted me, “Will she, Katie?”

“Haha honestly no,” Katie laughed, “but still we should be getting him downstairs.”

“We can be quick,” Lexi insisted, again indicating my monstrous, engorged manhood. 

“Okay well…you do it,” Katie agreed, replying to Lexi, "I don't want to ruin my makeup.”

Like a schoolgirl told she could be the one to clap the erasers, Lexi’s smile widened as she clapped her hands and crouched alongside me....

“Is that okay, little guy?” she asked, pretending as if I finally had some imprimatur in this situation, “If we clean you out before your big evening?”

‘Clean me out’?? Ugh had it actually come to this? While admittedly I hadn’t had relief all afternoon (half an eternity, for me) I was not going to suffer the ignominy of-

‘Uuurhk!!” I bleated, as immediately Lexi’s soft hand batted mine aside and clasped around my shaft. Stars swam in my vision and I felt my knees nearly buckle. Immediately I realized that despite her asking my permission, I really had no choice in this matter. Still, she asked me again. 

“Does this feel okay, Dr. J?” she cooed, feigning the innocence of a young girl who had no idea what she was doing, even as her hand took its first firm, practiced stroke up my erection.

“Oh, chhhhrist,” I groaned, and started to wobble on my feet. My vision swam again and it was only due to Katie’s hands coming to my shoulders, as she stepped behind me, that I was able to remain standing. 

“Language,” Katie corrected me sternly, capturing my gaze on the mirror.  

“I think he likes it,” Lexi giggled, starting to stroke me, her confident grip around my cock slowly beginning to pump my manhood, “Do you like it? Do you like having us here to empty you out before the big party? So you don’t have to do it yourself, or go downstairs to the ladies with this big, nasty boner?”

My heart was slamming around my chest, and the electricity of an oncoming climax had already gripped my loins, but I was still able to offer a cognizant thought. “I…I don’t know if it’s going to h-help…”

“Oh, what do you mean, little one?” Lexi pouted from her crouch, looking up at me and squeezing her breasts together to bloom them up into a voluptuous swell. The sight nearly made me come right then and there, and - noticing how fully she had my attention - her smile curled. “‘Not going to help’, hm? Am I not doing this right?”

“Yeah Lex I think he means it’ll just come back,” Katie offered, looking over my head at herself in the mirror, primping her bun with one hand, holding me in place with the other, “I hear he can get hard, like, ten seconds later.”

“Well…we still have a job to do, and he’s not going to fit into any pants looking like this.,” Lexi <giggled>, giving her shoulders a little shimmy to make her big, natural breasts wobble. She smiled again at my groan, and now gripped me with two hands. “You know, I’ve heard all about you…about this…” she said, looking into my eyes again with feigned tenderness but squeezing my shaft forcefully, “but it’s the first time I’m seeing it.” Now with both hands secure and soundly on task, she continued to pump me up and down. 

I was speechless - unless the guttural moans blurking from my throat counted as language - and just stood there passively and watched Lexi’s boobs jiggle as she jerked me off. 

Katie, meanwhile, had pulled me back more firmly into her warmth. Though she was the more aloof of the two here, there was strangely something about her body that gravitated me towards her more than Lexi. Did that mean anything? Maybe it did, but, if you would  please excuse me dear reader, at that moment I didn’t have the wherewithal to ponder ‘why?’. With my head pressed back into the blonde’s bosom, I felt her take a deep breath behind me, and it felt right. The supple straps of fabric that ran across her otherwise low-cut bodice were the only things keeping my head from sinking completely between her tits. Her voice came from behind me. “Girl, can’t you do this quicker?”

Not that I was complaining but honestly, yes. After an afternoon of abstinence and with a display of cleavage, Melissa could have had me coming in a near instant. Not that Lexi wasn’t beautiful, or skilled at her task - quite the opposite. Katie was right though; I was somehow managing to exhibit more restraint. 

“Yeah Dr. J are you holding back on me?” Lexi pouted, redoubling her efforts of making her breasts burgeon up out of her bodice. 

“You could let him look at his phone again, at those pictures of Missy, that’ll do it,” Katie offered, indicating the phone I'd been looking at before they entered, which was still, absently, in my right hand, “plus If he nuts while thinking about her we all get a little Bliss.”

My mind shifted back to the many shattering orgasms I’ve had in the past few months, and the visions that came with them. Girls laughing, screaming, and growing. I’d seen the viral video many times, the one that apparently catapulted me into some kind of stardom, but the soul-tearing notion that the girls all grow when Melissa makes me orgasm was still a lot to bear. It was ridiculous, but - the image of Lexi’s bosom expanding right here in front of my eyes, bulging even more lasciviously over the neckline her dress in a spurt  of growth? Or, looking up now at Katie in the mirror behind me and picturing her getting taller, tits pooching in new swells out of the boob windows of her own dress? - nnnngh. 

Katie, as I’d looked up at her, caught my eye again in the reflection and the new curl to her smile seemed to suggest that she knew exactly what I was thinking. “Wouldn’t you like that? Helping us fill our dresses a little better before we go downstairs?” she purred, “Give all the girls already at the party a little thrill, even before you get there?”

“Unnnhhhh..:”

Lexi giggled, watching my apparently adorable consternation. 

“I think you do want to help me fill my dress,” Katie stated, a new strength in the grip she had on my shoulder, “Here, let’s try this…”

At that, from behind me, Katie lifted one of the lower straps of her dress’s front, one which ran just under her breasts and across her sternum, and pulled it up behind my head. She stretched it out above me, and lowered it down past my eyes and over my face. Letting it snap back into place, across my mouth, it pulled my head back firmly into her. 

“UuRk!” I exclaimed, my mouth now full of red spandex like a gag. She had me trapped! Strapped! I looked into the mirror seeing myself wide-eyed strapped to her like a-

“Oh shit Katie that’s hot,” Lexi sighed, the hands she had around my cock suddenly stopped as she marveled at the sight, “it’s like your dress was made for that…”

“I kinda think it was,” the blonde behind me agreed, looking down at my plight in the mirror. She cocked her head, pleased. She reached behind the crown of my head a bit.  “Mm now, how ‘bout this?”

A second strap, now, stretched out and snapped into place, a spandex strip taut across my forehead. I tried to pull away but between the two bridges of stretchy fabric and Katie’s grip on my shoulders I couldn’t move an inch. I felt the bulging swells of Katie’s warm underboob pressing against my ears. Lexi’s laugh, though, was still as clear as day. 

“Omigod Katie, imagine if we brought him down there like this?” she suggested, conjuring up the image of a shrunken, naked geriatrician showing up at a work event strapped to the curvy body of one of his young employees. 

“Wow just think, Dr. J,” Katie mused, biting her lower lip as she pictured it herself. Her body was warming behind me. “If you were just a little smaller, like three feet tall, and I slid you all in, trapped you in there with me.”

“Do it, Katie,” Lexi breathlessly urged, “Put him in that dress with you.”

“No, he’s still too big,” Katie answered, hands sliding possessively down my thin, naked chest to rest on my bare stomach, “and it’d ruin my dress.” She watched as Lexi’s two-handed ministrations began anew, slowly pumping my erection. “But now I definitely want some Bliss from you. Where’s that phone?

I’d dropped it.

“Aww he doesn’t need pictures of Melissa,” Lexi cooed, “he’s got us. I just want to see what it’s like to make this monster explode…and have him watch me as I make him do it.”

As Lexi again shimmied her upper body, drawing my eyes back to her jiggly cleavage, I couldn’t help but notice Katie giving her a funny, pejorative look. Her response was one of obvious disappointment. “Fine, whatever. Just get it done.” 

Katie wanted me thinking about Melissa during my imminent orgasm, where to Lexi that didn’t seem as important. It appeared to be a source of some tension between them. What was the reason here? Did Lexi not care about this ‘Bliss’ they could all share? I had noticed, over the past couple months, how many of the girls talked about it, in whispers if I was around. This ‘Bliss’ was apparently a big deal around the office, but some of the girls had grown from it more than others. Lexi, for example, came to us as a naturally tall, chesty (though, I’d learn this later, not 100% natural) young woman when she was hired. Maybe she and some other new girls had grown an inch or so of height, put on some slight embellishments to their original curves, whereas Katie - and Josie, and Randi, and Shanette and a good group of others had absolutely bloomed. I wouldn’t be surprised if Katie was nearly a half-foot taller than on her first day here and, even though it was Lexi’s hands on me, servicing me, bulging her big boobs for my benefit, my eyes kept drifting up to her. She had my head strapped to her chest, for one thing, but she had a different sort of beauty than Lexi, something more enthralling to me. I took a deep breath and it was Katie’s perfume that filled my rattly chest. There was definitely something - for lack of a better term - more “Melissssy” about her. 

“Maybe just watch me,” Katie suggested, our gazes locking as Lexi continued to pump…my…cock. 

Wh-what just happened?

Against her bigger body I shivered and watched as the blonde took a moment to look in the purse slung over her left shoulder. There had been something in her voice, an eerie energy, and it served to hold my eyes glued to her as she pulled a tube of lipstick out from her bag and popped the top. 

“Or look at my tits…” Lexi posited, shimmying her shoulders again and trying to draw my eye. Was there some sort of battle of wills between these two? Lexi obviously wanted my eyes on her chest, the sight of her jiggling to bring me to climax in her fists. My gaze, though, was now captivated by Katie and whatever it was she was doing. 

It was a red lipstick, lurid red, and I was rapt watching her apply it to her puckered lips high above me. Casually she smeared it over her full m-m-mouth…

“oh g-god…” I was right there, suddenly, ready, thighs and hips flexing and balls tensing up as Katie lowered the lipstick and-

<Pop> Katie puckered and popped her lips, and then in that same weirdling voice as before she told me, simply: “Come.”

“oh g-ggg-“

Suddenly, then, the blonde stepped forward, pressing me with her strong hips to my lower back and her thighs to my own hips. I was squashed forward into the mirror, sandwiched between her and its glass surface. All I could see in it was my own face and Katie’s tits mashed around it while I was still in Lexi’s hands, my shaft and head pushed into the cool mirrorrr andddd…

“NNNNNNGGGgghhhhHHhh….!” 

I had turned my head as much as I could from between Katie’s tits, so that my cheek rather than my nose mashed the mirror. Down between my legs, though, I felt myself explode in Lexi’s hands and onto the glass..

“There you go…” I heard Katie behind me, her larger body leaning into mine from behind, thrusting me into the mirror. She used her strong thighs to fuck me into the wall.

Lexi, for her part, had yelped a bit with Katie’s sudden show of force, but was now laughing. “Holy shit dude look at all this!” she exclaimed, obviously impressed by what was erupting out of me, “Come on, more!”

Her hands, my cock, and the mirror felt slobbered with my stuff; I could feel the briny warmth on my hips and thighs already. Katie still pushed me mercilessly into the glass, and I humped Lexi’s hand and the slick glass surface until…until…

“You got him, Katie?” Lexi asked, as my vision had begun to swim, “He looks a little wobbly…”

“I got him,” she purred, a new huskiness to her voice that belied a deep satisfaction. She supported me from behind, with her body, with her hands, and with the fabric of her dress’ bodice around my face.

I closed my eyes, for a moment, and could almost imagine it was Melissa behind me. My orgasm had waned, and I twitched in its last gasps in Lexi’s grip. It would be so easy to fall asleep again, right here…

When Katie spoke again, her voice was once more one of preternatural command:

“Stay awake for us, Dr. J,” she said, “You’ve got a big night ahead of you…”

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thx to RiF for edits