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You awoke with a start, how long had you been out? How much time had passed from that incredible dream you had about your girlfriend transforming into a sex icon. Groggily you attempt to clear your eyes, it's still dark out. Wait…. Still dark out, it was midday last thing you remembered. Barely awake you, stumble out of your girlfriends bed and realized just how utterly dehydrated you are, its as if some one has sucked the water right out of your body; your cock is throbbing and feels larger than normal as it flops thick and long between your legs as you attempt to make it into the kitchen for a glass of water, hell a hose would work at this point. Fumbling for a glass you turn the ice cold water on and begin to lap it up wildly as you can feel the nourishment begin to take hold. You chug glass after glass of water as the events of the night start to gain purchase in your mind. Has your perfect girlfriend's breasts gotten larger? No, that’s crazy you think, not recognizing your cock betraying your lust as it throbs into existence with every glass. But that's when you see the bottle with the pink pills on the counter, they are almost all gone when yesterday there had been so many left. You heard the giggle behind you as all the pieces were coming together in your mind. As you turned to face your girlfriend standing beyond you, you cock now swinging down between your knees lurched at the sight of her. 

Her whole body had swelled around the panties she had been wearing, now so tightly wrapped around the peach shape of her ass that it was almost bursting out. You groaned as she looked back at you coquettishly with a wry smile spread across her ruby lips. “How many did you take…” you barely squeaked out in shock. She was your girlfriend, you would recognize her no matter what she looked like, but every physical setting had been cranked up to max. She was a bombshell, a woman who others would stop and gawk out in public if an inch of her skin was showing. A wild cat who could use her sexuality like a surgeon with a scalpel, peeling away all resistance till she could melt you in her hands. Your cock was already lurching forward attempting to be inside this vixen at all costs. “Oooooohh” she purred “looks like all those pills swirling around in my mouth had an effect on your too stud” as her eyes darted down to the pulsing rod between your knees. You hadn’t noticed, you had been so thirsty and groggy, that your once sizeable cock had now swelled down your height till it hung like a small club between your legs. It clicked, she must have been sucking your cock all night, taking load after load in this drive to be your dream wife. You groaned at the thought, her diligently milking your throbbing cock, as she slowly filled out all night, changing into your dream wife. She sauntered over to you, each curve swaying and threatening to burst her tight set of negligee. You could see the outline of her smooth cunt pulled up tight in the crock of the pink thong. She stared longingly at you, a woman processed by the one desire to please you. 

She growled as she flung you to the bed, your cock slapping high up on your chest at the motion of being pushed down. She was a lot stronger than before, with all her new curves her curvaceous body must have balanced itself with stronger muscles to carry all the new weight. Like a large cat stalking prey, she strips herself down and climbs onto the bed, her tits and stomach dragging softly across the entire length of your cock. Her eyes come to lock onto yours as she kisses you deeply. Even her tongue has changed, she explores your mouth more forceful than you have experienced, her hands are gripping and groping you, half with need, half with a strange form of possession. You idly wonder if the pills have made this dream wife addicted to you, if every load hasn’t made her “love” you more. With a gasp she pulls away, her eyes never shifting away from yours as she leans back, grinding her soaking wet cunt up and down the base of your shaft. “I have been waiting all night for you” she says gazing her eyes to your cock, “It was hard…. Waiting for you to be awake enough to fuck you like this.” 

She molds her hands around her hips and breasts, accenting how much her curves have grown. She grabs up your cock and raises her hips up, she almost has to stand on the bed to allow the tip of your cock to be level with her dripping cunt. You see it for the first time in its raging need, your cock is atleast a foot long, throbbing, pulsing and dripping like a raging fire hose waiting for release. With but a moments hesitation she lets the soft folds of her cunt begin to work the massive head of your cock inside of her. As if made for you, the very folds of her body seem to contort to make room for your massive member. You watch her hips rock back and forth taking inch after inch as she lowers herself down until you see the base of your cock sink into her wet cunt. She hasn’t broken eye contact as you grunt in satisfaction as the pressure around your cock. She fits perfectly, everything about her is perfect, you groan and begin to buck from the ecstasy levels of pleasure coming from inside her. She locks her lips into your as she begins to pull herself up and down your shaft, you feel her breasts smash into your chest, two huge globes of breast meat melting into your body. You can feel every inch being tightly squeezed inside of her as she expertly milks your cock. Your hands find purchase on her ample ass, and grab up as much as possible and take control of the speed. Unable to contain your lust and need you begin to jack hammer up into your girlfriends tight wet cunt. 

Her tongue lashes out against your skin, she is moaning low as you pound intensely into her. She is raking at your skin with her nails, her body a writhing mess on top of you. Jiggling in ways she never did before, its as if she is trying to melt on top of you. She cups her breasts to your face, she slams back against the onslaught of cock, and attempts to kiss and lick every spot she can. An obsession of attention is put on to you, as you see she is trying to hold herself together as the onslaught of orgasms rip their way through her body. She is collapsed upon you as you finally feel the orgasm take root inside of you, like a white hot fire its embers erupt into hot coals as the length of your cock begins to rhythmically pulse. She sees you go ridged beneath her, senses a second before it happens, her eyes go wide with need as she plunges her lips against yours, just at the moment your cock unleashes a torrent. Howling with pleasure you wrap as much of your dream girlfriend into your arms as your cock takes over. So massive that it has a mind of its own, your mind shuts off as your girlfriend's body molds itself to take as much of your cum as possible. She pushes her hips to the very base of your cock, she locks her hands around your back and pulls you as deep as she can. As you go blank with sensation, only pleasure, heat and flesh. For what seems like minutes your cock goes off, you feel your hot seed begin to fill out your girlfriend, her trembling pussy attempting to milk you dry as you can’t stop cumming. Your hands grab her ass, moving it back and forth as you attempt to continue this pleasure into eternity. 

You awake a few hours later. Your entire body is soaked in sweat and cum, you are thirsty and desperate for water again. You hear the shower running, and stumble towards the sound of running water. The night is running through your head, you know what you will find in the shower waiting for you. Your perfect girlfriend, soon to be your dream wife. You grab up the ring you had picked out for your anniversary, you knew there was no way she would say no now. As you turned the corner to the bathroom you saw her standing in the shower.

She smiled as you took in her glorious figure, the transformation hadn’t stopped, she had grown even more incredible. As you dropped to your knee ready to purpose, she laughed as your cock slapped the tile beneath you. “Good morning dream boyfriend” She giggled “Looks like you have something you want to ask me” she winked. You felt your cock start to lengthen beneath you, as you blurted out “Will you marry me?”. With an elated smile, she looked down at you soaking wet body, throbbing cock betraying your lust, and earnest eyes. “Of course I will”.

After finishing a quick breakfast, you hurried to see where your girlfriend had sauntered off too. You had some questions about what was going on and you wanted answers. You could hear her sing-song voice from the bedroom. She was singing to herself, something she hadn't done since you had started dating, you loved her voice, but she was very self conscious about people hearing it, but now she was singing softly old love songs from the bed room. You walked in to see her body laying out across your bed, a new bra and panties you had never scene before stretched taut across her new hips and breasts. She was a goddess, a sex bomb of a woman spread out before your eyes. In every why she was your girlfriend, there was no mistaking her eyes, and that smile when you saw her was the same smile you had fallen in love with. But her body, it was as if every curve was selected on SIM game slider to be bumped up higher. Her hips that use to fit snuggly into your hands now bloomed out wider, snuggly popping a little bit of an underbun from behind where she lay, her breasts were much fuller with the areola's of her nipples were poking out from under her pink bra, and her hair was even more red, fire across your silk sheets. She purred up at you, gleam in her eye. "Take me, Make me yours, I want you to make me your Dream Wife". Your body reacted faster than you thought possible, gone was the petite sweet girlfriend, in front of you lazed warmly on the bed was a flaming hot vixen begging you to take her. Your cock betrayed your lust as all the little questions from before faded away against the tide of your lust. In a moment you were upon her, hands grabbing at all the new curves and lines your girlfriend had to offer. Your hands grabbed her ass as you slide her new panties aside and slide the entire length of your cock into her soaking wet pussy. She was an animal, she grabbed at your back, pulling your hips deeper into her, she moaned in your ear, whispered dirty thoughts into your mind, as she begged you to finish inside of her. You roared, as you pumped furiously into the minx infront of you. A small glimmer of thought raced across your mind as you came hard and deep inside your writhing girlfriend. You thought back to the pink pill she had taken after swallowing your load yesterday, how she was acting now, and how there was a bottle of those pills open on the table next to your dresser. Collapsing next to her panting body after the best orgasms' of your life, all that faded away as you melted into the sheets.

waking up a few hours later you find yourself face to face with the largest tits you had ever seen. Huge soft melons fill your entire vision as your cock and you rise instantaneously. In front of you sitting cross legged on the bed, is the single most gorgeous woman you have ever laid eyes on. You start to stroke your cock, assuming this is all just a dream, surely there isnt a sex bomb sitting cross legged in a bright pink bikini. You chuckle to your self when you hear the voice of your girlfriend "Would you like me to help you with that". You nearly jump out of bed as the woman slowly leans forward, her huge breasts swaying back and forth mere inches from your raging cock, lips pursed and eyes wide.

"Baby? is that you? what happened, am I dreaming?" you asked startled. Your girlfriend slowly, without breaking eye contact, dips her head down and takes the whole of your cock down her throat without a mere sign of gagging or slowing. Sucking while she presses her hands around her breasts to begin titty fucking you, while she sucks on your still rock hard cock. Your thoughts become hazy, as her perfect lips milk up and down, her tongue swirling expertly around the head of your throbbing erection. You try to ask again, but she her hands press you back down as she bobs her head up and down around your cock. You look down at her as she moans around your cock, her bubble butt swaying back and forth behind her, hips bouncing back and forth. You are barely conscious as she pops her lips off your cock, her breasts completely engulfing your in tit flesh. She reaches over to the side of the table and pops two more pills as she coos your name softly. "I wanted to your dream wife, and I love you so much that I wanted to be that dream perfectly" She moaned as she plunged her breasts up and down, begging you to cum. "I did this for you baby, every time I swallow your cum and take these little pink pills I will become more and more the perfect dream girl for you. You can relax as fulfill your every fantasy, I want you to make me Yours" she purred as you felt yourself begin to climax. Suddenly she plunges her mouth to the very bottom of your cock as you moan and buck down her throat. You watch as she sucks hard, moaning and quivering as you blow the largest load you have ever had. You tremble at the force of it, as if your very body is pushing her to take more. You love her, she was perfect, but if your sweet girlfriend wanted to be the perfect dream woman you were going to oblige. Every muscle in your body tensed for the final shots of cum down her throat, you could feel her tongue lapping up the vein of your cock, milking every last drop out of you. Unable to stay focused you fall backwards onto the bed. You hear panting, as your girlfriend drags her body up against you, her breast press against your chest as she cuddles into your arms. You can see her ass has eaten the panties she was wearing and you can barely feel as he body slowly starts to expand against you. Slowly she kisses you deeply, one of her hands stroking your cock hard again, as her other hand pulls you deeper into the kiss. "Ask me to marry you again when you wake up honey" she breaths out as you drift back into the sheets, you are dimmly aware of her sliding down to your cock, and the faint feeling of her tongue lapping at you as you fall asleep.

You come across your girlfriend laid out across your bed still slumbering lightly from the night before. Stirring her morning coffee, you gaze lovingly down on her slight frame. She has always been cute, a tiny little bubble butt you can’t get enough of wrapped like a present in her thong covering a fair portion of her small waist. She’s wearing one of your tshirts as she sleeps. Her breasts, small B’s, are a little handful of pleasure, and she loves when you playfully bite her nipples, barely bring a bump into the fabric of your shirt. You’ve been mad in love for the last four years, dancing between playful lovers, and a bit of kink, but have never been to crazy in the bedroom. She comes from a good small town family, and you started dating in community college. You are both your first relationships. Most people can’t believe your story book relationship. You love your girlfriend, you asked you to marry her last night on your anniversary, but to your surprise she said no. When pressed why she said “I don’t feel like I’m the perfect woman for you”. Shocked you asked what you meant. After years of dating you never entertained the thought of being with someone else. She bit her lip, looked up into your eyes “You, you should have your dream woman”. “What are you talking about, you are my dream woman?”

She stares into your eyes. Hard determination across her face. “I am not, but I will be”. At that moment she smiled slyly and kissed your check. Ask me again in a week. Confused you stayed up most the night after the anniversary date, while she visited herself around the house before bed. The last thing she did was give you a special Surprise blowjob before she turned in for the evening. Surprised you accepted the anniversary blow job. A rare treat as your girlfriend was never very interested in letting you finish in her mouth, but this time she demanded you let her swallow you. She was enthusiastic, dragging her tongue over the length of your cock, begging you to finish down her throat. You eagerly let her grip your throbbing cock and milk every last drop as she lapped at the head of your cock moaning your name. When she finished, In your haze you saw her pop one small little pink pill as she licked the last of your cum off her lips. Smiling she kissed your forehead “I love you, and I can’t wait to be perfect for you” she walked away, same panties she was wearing now.

That’s when it hit you, last night your girlfriend had been wearing those EXACT same panties, but now those panties looked small on your girlfriend’s ass. Almost swallowed up in the perfect bubble. She stirred slowly awake ‘good morning handsome, did you enjoy last night?“ Again a surprise as her hand gently reached out to caress and grope your thickening cock. That morning was spent in a slow sex haze. She woke up and proceeded to ride you as you laid back into bed. Her warm cunt slowly getting wet as you were taken in inch by inch. She purred and pressed her small breasts against your chest as she rode back and forth, nipples close to caressing your skin as she bounced her hips up and down on your cock. After a slow 10 minutes you could take no more teasing, as you felt your self getting ready to explode. She saw this, felt the tense moment before you released and pressed her body as deeply around you as she could take. Moaning hotly across your neck, she took all of your load. Grinding her hips into you, mouth locked on yours as you felt pump after pump go inside her. "Thank you” she moaned in your ear once you’d gone limp. She popped up , leaving you exhausted and drained on the bed. She pulled up a pair of PJ pants you bought her for Christmas, and a tank top. As she walked away, you noticed her ass looked amazing in them today. Rounder and fuller than normal and her nipples for the first time seemed to be tenting her tank just a little. She looked back and winked at you. “I’m gonna go get us breakfast from down the street, be right back”

An hour later you were finally fully awake and wandering the house waiting for your girlfriend to return with breakfast. She had been gone a long time, and the whole time you kept going over how you wanted to explain how you already thought she was perfect, but would ask again to marry you in a week. You wanted to truly show her, that there was nothing you wanted more than to be with her. As you were pondering what words to use you heard her car pull into the drive. Walking to the front door to greet her you are flabbergasted at the woman walking through the door. She looks like your girlfriend, sounds like your girlfriend, but the woman walking through the door is at least two inches taller, and looks to be smuggling rather large peaches under her shirt, and wearing sweat pants that are beginning to look like leggings with how tight they are on her. Smiling she bounces into the house, carrying breakfast closing the door behind her. “Hello lover, how are you this morning?” “Sorry it took so long to get breakfast, I had to stop and get gas and the people at the dinner just didn’t want me to leave’ she giggled. She came up to you, and kissed you on the cheek and walked past you to the dining area. "Come on love, I’m so famished”

Truly the one and only GOAT.

Tribute to the best, Hitomi tanaka. (with a couple of morphs at the end, cause who wouldn't want huge to be even bigger.)

As I was leaving, I nearly bumped into Meena, the owner. The short olive-skined woman barely came up to my chest. As I stepped back and there was a green flash.

I stared slack jaw. Meena was wearing a conservative pantsuit one moment, and the next she was topless, her massive jugs bouncing. There was no other way to describe them. How did she hide those things? Or did they suddenly just grow?

"My, my, Meena, your fat jugs look extra fuckable today!" It came out of nowhere. I went to apologize, but she just blushed.

"Oh Mr. Smith, you always say the kindest things! My udders are looking extra fuckable today, aren't they? Would you like an titfuck? On the house, of course."

I had a few minutes to spare, so I eagerly agreed. Moona's titfucks were divine. We moved from the door and I dropped my pants. "Is all that for me, Mr. Smith?"

"Of course, my dumb slutty cow." She giggled, then mooed.

"That's me! I'm a dumb slutty cow!" Moona dropped to her knees, and I only lasted a few minutes before spurting on her face, which she eagerly licked up. "Feel free to come anytime, Mr. Smith."

The barista was smirking at me as I left. I briefly felt something was wrong. I looked back at Moona's Coffee & Creamery, The topless picture of her in a slutty cow costume on the door. I could see her getting hooked up the the milking machine, guys lining up to fuck her.

Then it hit me: I'd left my coffee behind!

Oh well, if I went back to get it I'd be late, so I headed to the office. The front desk secretary was new, a darkhaired woman with brilliant emerald green eyes. She looked familiar.

I was still exhausted when bumped into my coworker Judy on the way to my office. "John," she said in feigned shock, "You went to Moona's and didn't get anything for me?"

I inquired how she knew, and she pointed to my pants. There was a milk stain on them. We both had a good laugh at that. As she said something there was a green flash, and in her place was a caricature of womanhood, a plastic doll designed only for sex wrapped in the tightest parody of a suit.

"Pardon," I asked confused as to what had happened to my coworker.

"Like, even though you already came this morning do you still have any yummy jizz for Judi? Your cum like, tastes the best," she asked in a breathy voice exposing more cleavage.

"Of course I do, my slutty secretary. Let's go to my office and you can take your place under my desk while I check my emails." Judi is the best secretary ever. Sure, she's a complete moron and can't take dictation to save her life, but she can take dicktation for hours.

Around 11 I got an reminder email about a meeting with the warehouse manager, so I reluctantly gave Judi her second creamy treat of the morning.

I ran past the new front desk girl. She gave me a smile. I almost stopped to talk to her, but it took a whole five minutes to convince Judi to move from my cock to her dildo so I was running late.

Meredith, the warehouse manager was there waiting for me with the newest product shipment. Then there was a green flash, and she was gone.

I panicked a bit. What had happened? That green flash had made her disappear! Where did Meredith go?

Then I chucked to myself. How could I be so silly? 'Meredith' was the name of the product I was testing today!

I opened the large box revealing the life-size sex doll within. I grabbed my checklist before pulling her out to the bed the warehouse workers helpfully provided. The toy's skin was incredibly soft and life like, I noted approvingly. It was warm, and almost seemed to breath, new features for this model. I made sure I had plenty of gatorade at hand, poured some lube on my cock, and got to work testing out its holes.

By the time 5 o'clock rolled around, I was exhausted and the doll was covered in cum. I'd had to have Judi come by several times to get my cock hard, but after six hours the testing of the 'Meredith' model was complete; it had passed with flying colors.

As I left the office, I swear I heard the woman at the front desk laughing. I'd have to ask her about that tomorrow.

As I walked into my house, I passed the mailwoman, a brunette with striking emerald green eyes. I walked in, greeted by my daughter's friend Cassy.

"Cassy? What are you doing here? I thought you and Danielle were still at college for another week?"

There was a green flash. Cassi stood in front of me dressed in a slutty schoolgirl outfit. "Huh daddy? Like who's Danielle? And you know I dropped out years ago. Stripping is way more fun!"

Danielle. That name sounded familiar, important for some reason. But as my step-daughter sauntered towards me, with her trashy highlights and tits practically spilling out of her top, it slipped from my mind. "Daddy, I gotta leave for my shift soon, but I'm so horny. I'm such a bad girl daddy. I want to strip with your cum leaking out of my pussy. Isn't that naughty, daddy? Doesn't that make you want to punish me?"

It did. I pushed her over on the counter, admiring her tramp stamp for a moment before flipping up her skirt. "No panties," I growled, "bad girl." I gave her a spank and slid my cock in her tight snatch.

"Yes! Fuck me daddy! Punish your slutty daughter! Fuck me harder," she screamed.

"John? Are you home? What is that noise?" Carol my wife rounded the corner, staring in shock at me balls deep in her daughter. No, Danielle was our daughter. Who was this? What was going on?

There was a green flash, long and painful. I tasted blood. I heard a woman laughing. I had to remember my wife, I had to remember...

I plowed the twenty year old skank as her mother watched, a trashy blond MILF who would've looked right at home in a trailer park. "What are you staring at, you fucking whore," I growled at my bangmaid. "Go get me a beer and when I'm done with your whore of a daughter you can clean my cock." She swiftly retreated.

I finished pretty quickly in Cassi. She complained she didn't finish, but I just smack her ass raw till she came from the abuse. I was more interested in facefucking her whore of a mother, which happened a few minutes later when she brought me my beer on the couch. I punished her a bit before growing tired and letting her do the work.

I sipped my beer, noticing a picture frame. Me, an older redhead, and a younger redhead in a graduation outfit. Carol and Danielle. What had I done?

I heard laughter again. Looking up, the dark haired woman with the emerald green eyes was standing in my living room. "You," I growled, "you did this. To me. To them. You made everything" I waved my hands as the woman who had been my wife sucked my cock, "Porn."

She laughed again. "Oh John, I haven't done anything but facilitate. These are all your desires. And I must say, you've grown so much in the last few months. That cow thing was wonderful!"

Months? What was she talking about? "What is your game, witch?"

She laughed again. "That's a funny thing to call me, since you are the one with powers, John. I'm just here to help you. You've gotten so wonderful, but you won't take those last few steps. You're still to sentimental about your family. It always breaks you out. A shame, I thought I had you today. I guess there is always tomorrow."

"Help? What do you mean?" She sighed.

"Oh John, do we always have to have this conversation? I need you to reach your full potential. And to do that, you need to abandon your silly morality. I'm getting close. Bangmaid was a clever idea. You would've never thought of that a month ago."

"I-I'll stop you! I'll," I ran out of steam. I didn't know what I'd do. She burst out in a fit of laughter.

"Oh John, you can't do anything to me. It's so cute that you never figure it out, never notice anything wrong. John, you haven't been sleeping well."

I awoke with a start, Carol shaking me. "Honey, are you okay? You were yelling in your sleep again." I tried to calm down. It was hard to control my powers when I was upset like this, the horny porn world of my dream tended to slip into this one. I could feel my power radiating out. Hopefully I had reigned it in.

"The same nightmare, honey," she asked sweetly. I mumbled an affirmative. The damn mind virus. She, it, whatever it was had infected dozens in the community, was trying to push us to something. We didn't know what yet.

"I'm sorry honey." She gave a little grin. "I know how to make you feel better," she purred, pulling of her nightie. I protested, but it was no use as my powers had already infected her. She wouldn't take no for an answer and I was too exhausted to change that, so I just let it happen.

As she took my hardening cock into her mouth, I had an idea, directing a bit of my power towards her. She shivered and moaned as my cock touched her tongue. "Mmm, you taste amazing tonight! I think I'm going to-" She moaned loudly as she came. Hey, if I accidentally made her do it, at least I should make sure she enjoys it, right? Right?

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Reva moaned, half out of lust and half out of funstration as she laid on the bed. She was propped up against some pillows, and naked. One hand was working her plump breast, the other was deep in her pussy to the second nuckle. So far she had been trying to work through her unbearable heat while her husband, Xander, was at work, but after her fourth squirting orgasm of the day and still no relief, she knew her husband’s hard cock would be the only thing that would help. She was young, married into old money, and also remade into a lioness. She did it to fit in at first, Xander’s whole family had done it as a statement of their vast investment wealth, but now, she wouldn’t have it any other way.

She loved the fur, the look, the natural propensity for muscle mass and lithe body shape, and not to mention her tail that she loved to sway around. She had been changed for a couple of years, but the past couple days had been a new experience. It was like something changed inside her, there had been risks of “heat cycles” that she knew about from the procedure, but it had yet to happen until now. Her flesh was burning up, her folds were soaked, and until about an hour ago, the slightest touch to her entrance or her clit would send electric shocks of pleasure though her body.

It had been an exhausting day. The panels, the artists alley, the games. Sure, Morgan had narrowly missed out on tickets to the upcoming premiere of Suit & Tie: Salaryman to the Rescue to someone in a low-poly robot costume but the con had been incredibly fun and that was the most important thing. Her legs ached as she trudged down the hallway to her hotel room, relief washing over her as she heard the door unlock. Her bed, freshly made, looked so inviting, careful to flop down on her back. She couldn't help a smile as she felt her breasts slosh on her chest for the first time in her entire life. The massive breastforms she needed to complete her costume from I Used to Live a Boring Life but now I Do the Demon King's Accounting were easily the most expensive part of her costume but, by god, did they make her feel good.

Her flat chest never got much attention. Her breasts were just... not there. Not 'small', not 'petite', non-existent. Morgan had learned not to trust people who said that they liked small breasts or that "all breasts are good, regardless of size", their look of disappointment revealing the truth. And there would be some twinges of that pain when she finally took off the breast forms, but at least she had one day of sexiness. In one act, she had gone from flat chested to being bustier than every girl that had ever made fun of her combined. The company that made them didn't even bother assigning them a cup size like the rest of their models; it was just "Humongous". They dominated Morgan's otherwise slender, diminutive frame, but neither she nor anyone else had a complaint about that. She rather liked being a short stack, even if she was ridiculously top-heavy. A part of her wished... Morgan chuckled at her own silliness, breathing out a deep sigh. Things just didn't work that way.

With a few hup!s to build momentum, Morgan pushed herself up to her feet to start the process of changing into pyjamas. She started with the easy stuff, pulling off the brightly colored wig to reveal her mousy brown hair, running a hand through it to get it to unstick from where it matted to her scalp. Colored contacts were retrieved, albeit a bit clumsily, revealing her natural rich brown (now slightly red) eyes. The process came to a halt as she emptied her pockets, finding the tarnished coin once more. The woman who gave it to her was incredible. A witch cosplay, though from what series, Morgan couldn't say. The staff had an ethereal air to it that was almost mesmerizing and the way the woman embodied the spookiness, that power... The words 'step on me, mommy' had popped, spontaneously, into Morgan's head, thankfully unspoken. But, instead of that treatment, the witch simply pressed this coin into Morgan's palm before walking off, a knowing smile on her lips. Morgan didn't see the woman through the rest of the day, but it was a big convention center. The dim light of the hotel room caught on the grooves of the coin as she turned it over in her hand. A faint, shimmering green emanated from the coin. It was impressive dedication to whatever character. The coin was heavy and it felt old, worn smooth by eons. Or a rock tumbler. Either way, it was a good memento. Morgan squeezed the coin tightly in her hand, bringing it up to her lips. "Fuck... I wish I could make my outfits look that real."

With an envious shrug, trying to seem casual about it, Morgan placed the coin on her nightstand alongside her phone, wallet, and credential lanyard. She felt a slight shifting on her chest, a new weight, but she just chalked it up to exhaustion and the fact that she had been sweating like crazy under the form; it did not breathe well. Her trousers came down, shimmying her narrow hips and trying her best to savor the sloshing of her breasts, a feeling that she knew would soon be a memory. The shirt was next, taking one last look at her cleavage before removing it. Ah well. It was fun while it lasted. She made a mental note to check their website about discoloration, pulling her arms inward to remove-

...

Next to be removed was the breast form, which-

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A look of confusion flashed across Morgan's face. Was she that exhausted that she couldn't find the arm hole? She marched over to the small bathroom, having to turn sideways to fit through the door. The sterile light that flooded the room at the flick of the switch made Morgan flinch but, as her eyes adjusted, her jaw dropped.

The edges were completely smooth. Around her shoulders, around her neck, at her waist. It was just... skin, no different than any other part of her. Her mind reeled at the possibilities, wondering if her sweat had just made it stick to her, but no matter how much she clawed at the places where the edges had been some twelve hours ago, the silicone didn't come up. All of that motion had made the breasts wobble which was what drew Morgan's attention. They didn't slosh like fake, inflated tits. They sloshed like real ones. Real tits with heft and weight and made of real skin and flesh. The perfectly rounded, slightly shiny nipples that had capped the breastform when she bought it were gone, replaced with ones that, well, that looked a lot like her own. Just bigger. She reached a timid hand out to one, not an easy feat considering her size, only to moan, clapping her other hand over her mouth, as she gave the nipple a good squeeze. Her knees almost gave out under her, catching herself on the vanity. If she had fallen all the way to the floor, she might not have been able to get back up again. These were her tits. They were a part of her. She could feel them! They were huge and heavy and sexy and they felt so fucking good. Morgan didn't know whether to cry or moan. She staggered back to the bed, sitting on the edge and feeling her breasts fill her lap. Her breasts. She still couldn't get over it. She knew better than to look a gift horse in the mouth but still, the curiosity over what had happened to her stuck in her mind. Right up until the light caught-

The coin!

It's a simple, easy game. Count the number of times those pendulous udders of yours are slapped, in thirty seconds, and you go free.

Get it wrong, grow one cup size, and start again.

It’s getting harder and harder, isn’t it? You’re gritting your teeth and bracing. What happened to miss “I can win at anything?”

Those udders must be so sensitive. And that’s right, I said udders. You really passed ‘tits’ about three cup sizes ago. What’s next? Maybe ‘mammary mountains’?

Another round, then. Trying to keep your eyes closed? Focusing? Ah, there’s the lip bite. You’ll have to stand up higher, they’re starting to slap the top of the couch.

And your guess? …

I’m sorry, but you’re wrong again. What’s going through that head? Is the fabric on the couch too rough? Maybe a finger brushed a nipple? You almost moaned there at the end.

It’s not fair? Well, you did agree to the terms. Maybe you thought you could go up one or two sizes and drop out?

Tell you what, I’ll cut you a deal. We’ll go double or nothing. You can skip the growth for this round, but if you lose the next one, you’ll start lactating.

Oh, now that’s an interesting expression.

It’s your only chance not to get too big? Well, I suppose you agree then. Whatever you want to believe.

Ok then, you’ll really want to focus for this, so much is on the line!

"You look amazing" my mother told me taking my arm as here comes the bride started to play. "I am so happy for the two of you" she led me down the aisle. I saw Katie standing wearing a black tuxedo waiting for me as I made my way to her in my pink satin wedding gown. Standing next to her was Danial, her lover for the past year. He was her best man. Our friend Elsa stood on my side in her black dress. As my bridesmaid. Everyone wore black or gray. Katie had wanted me to be the only one in color. In out original wedding four years ago I had been the one wearing the tux. But since so much had changed since then Katie thought we should get remarried properly.

I reached the end handing Elsa my flowers, my mother kissed me and took her seat. Katie took my hands.

"We are gathered today to join these two people" our friend Angela starred she had offered to offiate the ceremony. "We have all come together in exceptence to witness Paul and Kate to be joined forever."

"Paul Francis Long do you swear to be loyal, trustworthy, obedient, faithful and serve Kate for as long as you live?" Angela asked me.

"I do" I said shifting in my satin gown.

"Kathrine Mary Grotta do you except Paul as your wife, to keep her subservient and chaste" Angela asked

"I do" Katie said. She slid a pink ring on my finger. She wore no ring from me.

"By the privilege entrusted to me I now pronounce you

Ms. Kathrine and Paulette Grotta. You may kiss the bride. Katie kissed me hard her tounge darting in my mouth. Then led me down the aisle. To a cheer and flower pedals being thrown around me.

Katis and I waited as everyone else filed out. Congratulating us.

Danial was first he leaned down and kissed me on the lips.

"Paul, oh I mean Paulette you make a wonderful bride my sister said giving me a big hug.

"Well not it's official, your a sissy" my childhood friend Tom laughed. We had pictures taken and I was fussed over. But before we headed off to the reception

"I need a few minutes. Stay with Elsa" Katie told me as Danial led her away.

"Want to be naughty?" Elsa asked taking me by the hand she led me to a backroom . She peeked thru a window in the door. Then had me look. I watched as Danial lifted Katie off the floor she had already stripped. While Danial just had his pants pulled down. He held her as he fucked her. As I wanted Elsa slid her hand down the open back of my dress. Her hand cupping my ass.

"I wish I was getting fucked like that, don't you?" She said squeezing my ass. "You have sucked his cock haven't you?" She teased. I nodded.

"Katie told me she is going to fuck you tonight, I helped her pick out a big black cock for your first night as her wife" Elsa continued

"How long has it been since she let you cum?" She asked.

"194 days" I told her.

"I have a wedding present for you" I turned away from watching Katie. My cage already tight.

"It's for both of you but I think you should open it" Elsa told me. She handed me a small pink velvet bag. Inside was a new chastity cage. It was alot smaller then the one I currently wore.

"You see how much she enjoys men. You should give up any chance of ever being unlocked for her. So she can focus on real men. I was scared by what she was saying but looking back at Katie and Danial it made sense.

"I will discuss it with Katie tonight" I said

"You should make it a present, she produced the key to my cage. I can help you" she smiled. And took my hand and led me to a small kitchen area. She grabbed a bag and stuffed it full of ice.

"Lift your dress" she told me. I did so without hesitation. Elsa iced my balls and removed the cage. She fiddled for a few minutes then squeezed me into this tiny cage. Must of been less then an inch. She then handed me a strange looking key.

"Throw it away" she told me. She led me outside. There was a small lake. She led me right to the edge. And looked at me.

I threw the key into the lake. Else gave me a big hug. Just as Danial and Katie appeared. We loaded in the car and danial drove to the reception.

"So Paulette now that" Elsa smiled ,motioning my appearance. "What are your plans?"

"Paulie is going to be a housewife. I don't want her working" Katie answered for me. " I don't even want her to drive anymore" she added. We pulled in the parking lot.

"Paulette has something to give you" Elsa said and took Daniel's arm and led him inside.

"What is it sweety" Katie asked

"I threw away the key" I said shyly.

"What? You really did?" She hugged me. "Elsa helped with" I just looked down. A question look appeared on Katie face She lifted my gown right out in the open and pulled my white thing to the side.

"It's, wow" she smiled.

"I give up all of my" I made a face "for you forever" I said meekly.

"That is the sweetest thing anyone has every done for me." She kissed me. "I want to fuck you so bad right now" she told me. Then led me inside. After a toast Katie took my glass.

"You are never to have alcohol again" she told me. She assured me there where lots of things I would never do again. After the reception Katie had arranged for a local honeymoon. She rented a cabin in the woods. Katie took control right away, I had been her girlieboi for the last year but now. She insisted I didn't do anything even remotely manly. She carried the luggage. She started a fire in the fireplace.

So as she started the fire I went and took off my gown and came to her in my pink lingerie.

"I am going to make love to you" Katie told me as she came back from the bathroom in blue boxers and "her cock" poking out. She laid me on my back my ass already lubed she slid her cock into my ass. She kissed me and caressed me.

"You have made me so happy" she told me. She stopped whenever I seemed to be close to having a sissygasm. Then just held me.

"Would you like to make love to me?" She asked I was confused I had thrown the key away. She then produced a second strapon. I stood ad she fastened on me.

"Don't try and fuck me, that's what I have real men for make love to me" she told me. And I tried to do just that. She allowed me to kiss her all over, but not suck or bite. That's what men do. Instead I made gentile caressing love to her. She fell asleep first ayfter all she had been drinking.

I woke in the morning to Katie standing over me. She wore the strapon, but it had a big black dildo attached to it. She pushed me on to my knees. And unlike last night she FUCKED me hard and fast driving all 10 inches of her new toy deep in my ass.

"This how men would fuck you" she told me. She didn't stop until I was drained of all my sperm. She had me wear a sun dress with no underwear. As I made breakfast. After breakfast we went to look out across the lake. As we stood on the front porch Katie pushed me over the rail and drove her cock back into me. When she was done she had me put on my one piece bathsuit and took me down to the lake.

"I am going to get you some breasts" Katie told me as we swam inches cold water. I said nothing. That night Katie left me home as she went down to some local hole in the wall bar. She was gone for hours when she returned she stunk of smoke, beer and sex. She dragged me to the bedroom and stripped. I drove between her legs slurping up her cum filled pussy.