It was the night before Turkey Day and Henri was spending it in the third of six nightclubs he’d agreed to hit up with Zane. They’d each be heading to their respective hometowns for Thanksgiving Day. In the meantime, he was just so happy to be hanging out again with his best friend! Things hadn’t really been the same between them since their epic Halloween Eve party. The morning after was a haze of limbs and bright lights. The night before still remained a blurry mystery. Every time they tried to compare notes on what happened, their throats would literally tighten as if they were each being slowly strangled. As a result, they went from long in-depth talks to only sharing facts; the closeness they’d shared before being replaced with this invisible gulf that neither dared traverse.

A horse walks into a bar…

The view of the dancefloor from Henri’s perspective

He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t missed Zane, but that wasn’t the kind of thing you just admitted to your best friend and business partner. Henri swirled his drink in his glass as he gazed across the nightclub. Past the lights, gyrating bodies, and fog from the machines, Henri’s eyes settled on Zane dancing really close with a gorgeous brunette. He felt a lump rising in his throat as he watched Zane’s hands travel over her grinding frame. Raising the glass of scotch to his lips, Henri unsuccessfully tried to push the lump down with a swig of his drink. Sighing heavily, he turned his back to Zane grinding away with his dance partner in order to face the bar. ‘Why the long face, tiny man?’ He felt her familiar warm breath against his ear before her breathy purr penetrated his brain in a heady explosion of instant arousal that quickly turned to rage before finally turning to anguish. The events of his night with Zane and the two strippers came flooding back. Vividly. Fighting back tears, he whirled around to face Splendor but stopped short of telling her off as he came face to face with her perfect tits. Was she always this…’Big?’ her sultry voice came from above him as she finished his thought out loud. He stepped back looking up into her beautiful face, incredulously choking out the words, ‘Yes! No! What the hell are you doing here?’ A mischievous smile spread across her full lips as she held out her hand for him to take and led him like a puppy towards the entrance of the nightclub.

Thanksgiving Eve Surprise

Zane would be lying if he said that Henri’s apathy wasn’t bothering him. He’d pulled this chick just to see how he’d respond and the asshole had all but ignored them. What the hell did he have to do to get this man’s attention? Why couldn’t they just talk about it!? ‘You’re gripping me pretty tight there, chief!’ Her voice cut through the music of the dance floor and he released her waist while apologizing profusely. Had she grown taller? He thought as the hot brunette literally started to blur and shimmer right in front of his eyes. He looked around to see if anyone else was seeing what he was seeing. However, nothing and no one in the nightclub appeared to notice or be aware of what was transpiring. Zane turned back to the shimmering, rapidly growing brunette on the dance floor in front of him before letting out a very audible and feminine gasp. Standing before him was one of the midnight hued strippers from last month.

Surfacing Memories

Midnight Hued Growing Goddess

Her name was Cherish and though she’d grown much, MUCH taller, he’d never forget the almost leering smile she beamed in his direction as she gazed down at him. She held out her hand for him to take. He reluctantly did, and she led him to the entrance of the club where Henri was standing clasping the enormous hand of Cherish’s friend as they waited. Once the two (now) giant women were reunited, they first had Zane stand next to Henri. Then, proceeded to place their hands on each other’s waists before leaning in to kiss each other passionately. Both men flinched, remembering how lucky they’d felt the last time those two made out in front of them. ‘Looks like a shared memory has surfaced…want to talk about it?’ Cherish asked, breaking away from Splendor’s lips to direct her question towards them.

Get In, Losers

Splendor and Cherish must’ve surmised that neither Zane nor Henri was fit to drive, since a car showed up before either man could answer Cherish’s question. When the two men attempted to hold the doors open for either of the two women, they each quickly shuffled behind them on opposite doors of the car. ‘You two get in first,’ said Splendor from behind Henri, placing her large warm hand in the small of his back and encouraging him to get in. ‘It seems like you two have some things to discuss,’ Cherish purred in Zane’s ear, her fingertips running over his shoulders and forearms. The men reluctantly got into the backseat of the car, sitting with space between them before the Amazons got in and all but smushed them together using their mile long legs and gigantic breasts to do it.

Where Do We Go from Here?

They’d both be lying if they didn’t admit that all this aggressive encouragement from these sensual, dominant giantesses wasn’t exciting and resulting in very confused, angry hard-ons from each of them. However, they were both pre-occupied with the sudden resurfacing memories of that night. Each breathlessly tried to formulate the words to tell the other how much they’d really enjoyed that night and wouldn’t be opposed to exploring things further, but the words escaped them. As if acting on their thoughts alone, Cherish took Zane’s face in her hands while Splendor took Henri’s in hers. They each brought their faces closer before giving them each a long, deep kiss. When they separated, the two women turned the men’s faces to each other, encouraging them to use their mouths to express to one another the things they couldn’t verbalize. As Zane and Henri ‘talked things over’ they could feel the hands of the growing goddesses roaming all over their bodies…

If you’ve read this far, then I’d like to commend you for making it to this point and if you think this story was going to end here..SIKE!

I would NEVER leave you guys hungry for more on a feast day.

Enjoy the…gripping conclusion to Henri and Zane’s thrilling adventure: