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Her presence across the bar was dominating. It was strange, you just felt an aura around her that screamed authority. her lips were a piercing pink color with bold lipstick looking as plump as could be. Her nails tapped against the bar rhythmically, the beat echoing in your head loudly. Her low cut top barely held in her absolutely massive melons. It was lille she purposely wanted her boobs to nearly burst out, the flimsy black tie barely keeping the lacey fabric shut. Your lips feel chapped, a bead of sweat developing on your forehead. What the heck was going on? You weren’t even thinking how long you were staring at the woman, but she met your gaze and smirked. Purposely pulling her top up and making her rack jiggle, she winked and exuded so much allure. Meeting her stare was going to prove to be one of the most costly decisions of your life.
Her flirty smile suddenly turned into a malevolent smirk. She stood up and exposed her lower half as well endowed as her chest. Her large rear was outlined for all to see, the round cheeks quaking with the smallest of movements. She leaned her arm on the bar, seemingly thinking about her next move. As if a lightbulb clicked within her head, she looked towards you with confusingly obvious glee.
“On your knees,” Without hesitation you leapt off of your barstool and onto your knees. “Everyone, out NOW!”
Everyone, including the bartenders and waitstaff, scattered away and left the two of you alone. Everyone just listened to the woman like a reflex. Here you were, kneeling as she sensually swayed her wide hips towards you. Your eyes jumped up and down with her generous cleavage. She smirked, seeing you ogling.
“You are gonna be all mine soon enough, and you’ll get to have me when I say you can have me. Got it?”
“Yes, miss.” You tried your hardest to question what was going on but all you could but every hint of self advocacy within you was weak compared to the strength of her words. You wanted to please her, you needed to please her. The want only grew stronger and stronger. She knew she had you in her grasp. She leaned in and placed a delicate kiss on your lips. Spreading out was a sense of warmth and comfort. It was easy, even pleasurable, to listen to her. You were her favorite girl after all. Wait, girl?
“I see my kiss is already seeping into that little noggin of yours. Don’t fret, you are just getting the looks to match my desires.”
“S-something isn’t right….s-someth-”
“Did I ask you to speak?!”
“No, mith. I am thorry…” She laughed at the spontaneous lisp you had picked up. In a moment, it seemed your lips have gained tons of volume. A tingling at the sight of the kiss became more intense. Your eyes peered down and could see your lips beginning to protrude more from your face. You hesitantly put a finger to the squishy face pillows and were in awe at the give they now had. To say they were perfectly pouty was an understatement. When not thought possible, your lips quivered and bloated even more. They pulsed with size, almost as if they were begging to be kissed. You puckered and licked your burgeoning lips, enjoying how thick and luxurious they were becoming.
“That’s it Laura, let me mold you to be my perfect little submissive girl…”
“Y-yes miss….” Your voice was beginning to sound much higher pitched. There was not as much “oomph” behind your words. Instead, a breathy inherent timidness followed each sentence leaving your mouth. The higher pitched, girly voice was in no way going to stop the changes happening to you even if you could get a word of protest out.
“Now, look into my eyes,” Your eyes met once more. A hypnotizing effect took over and your mouth dropped open, “and lose yourself to me!” The name Laura that had not been second guessed fully imprinted into your brain. You were Laura, her cute companion who was happy to do anything and everything she asked of you. While you were caught in the staring contest, your eyes began to grow larger. Not just by a small margin, but by significant size. Your gaze looked more and more doe like by the second. Your irises were a beautiful pool of almond brown coloring. Your eyelashes lengthened and curled, tickling the upper bridge of your eyelids. Your eyebrows are refined and shaped to contour your stunning eyes. There was an innocence behind you eyes that spoke volumes as to what your new personality was going to be like. Simultaneously, a tickling at the sides of your face and back of your neck became prevalent as bouncy brunette curls draped from the top of your head. The lengthening locks sat at the sides of your softening cheeks perfectly. The coiled curls looked delightful. It was then the woman ran her fingers through your hair, making your lips quiver and limbs practically melt into jelly. Her hand lightly caressed the sides of your now plush cheeks. Your jawline was now much more delicate and rounded, perfectly shaped to be grasped with one hand under the chin. Your thinning out neck also helped towards this. As your nose scrunched to a very dainty, small size, your face was fully formed to the desires of the woman in front of you.
“That’s it Lauren, my pretty little dumb slut…” Though you wanted to fight back and counter the fact you were dumb, your brain began to accept it as fact. Knowledge and experience was happily given up in favor of only knowing one thing, pleasing the woman in front off you. As your IQ began to deplete with haste, your masculine body was shrinking down and altering proportions more to a petite woman. Your shoulder became less broadened, your arms shorter and thinner, and your waist now clinched in a bit as a signal for what was to come. A ditzy smile appeared on your face, your pearly white teeth on display. The woman, without warning, then darted her hand to your crotch and squeezed down.
“AGH…mmmph…like what’s happening…” You mumble almost incoherently as the woman cackles.
“I'm just matching the downstairs is all…” She gripped down even harder and sent feminine moans blasting out of your mouth. Your manhood began to dwindle away as your hips pushed outward and pants began to disappear. Your exposed thighs began to bubble and wrap around her firm grip. The warm, and increasingly fatty, flesh swelled and swelled. Your hips continued to pursue outward, stretching out the new booty shorts that hugged your changing lower half. The circumference of your thighs was increasing exponentially while the heels of your foot now pushed into fatty texture that was blurting out in your butt. Each cheek was rounding out magnificently, a true jiggly bubble butt in the making. You placed your hands on your cushioned thighs and squeezed the fatty texture like dough. The shorts began to ride up thanks to your mountainous booty but the changes were still not done.
“Laur, answer me this. What do I like on top of a nice bubble butt?”
“Oh that's totes easy! You love big titTIES-” The woman smiled as she lifted up your shirt and began to flick about your nipple with her long nails. Her traced patterns around your areolas, making you blush and scream out in pleasure some more. Your nipples stood up and became more tender as well as erect. Underneath, mounds of fat began to swell outward. The woman smiled as she continued to torture you with endless teasing. This was heaven, any semblance of remembering yourself lost in the sea of pleasure. This good feeling only further numbed your brain and siphoned whatever remaining IQ was left.
Your cup size was only going to get more obvious with each passing moment. The woman latched a red undercut top onto your upper body. Immediately, it felt tight with the increasing bust but this was only the beginning. You looked down while cupping your rack and giggling.
“I know you love my big boobies, I only want to, like, please you!”
“I know, Lauren. That is now your only purpose.”
“Now? But, like, I was always like this?”
“Right you are, Lauren…right you are.”
Your melons blasted out with one last surge of intense growth, becoming quite the admirable size. The cleavage sat pushed up and held tightly in the top, putting on an endless display of sexiness.
The woman looked with pride at her latest creation. The man you once were now molded to be her perfect submissive pet.
“Up. Now. It’s time to go home and have some fun.”
“Yes, master.” You giddily follow your new owner. Your breasts bounce up and down, hips sway side to side, booty jiggling with every step, and a mindless dumb grin now imprinted onto your face. Lauren knew how fun it was to pleasure her master.
Gif is Colleen.333
Model: Lauren Aspyn
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