KC's Journal 3.1: Ray's Fateful Day (Story)

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Hello Journal! Whoops! My last entry was nearly four years ago! Clearly I’m not the journal keeping type, haha! I guess I like to let things build up into more of a story instead of just a list of events. Regardless, oh boy do I have some updates for you! 

So after I confessed to Ray about my mutation and our first night of love making, we continued to date all through college. They were some of the most wonderful years of my life, though the true test of our love was still yet to come. 

With constant pestering for weeks after we started dating, Ray finally convinced me to reveal my mutation to our other closest friends and start wearing clothing that didn't hide my body. It took me a bit to get comfortable again with all the attention my huge tits gave me in public, but knowing Ray would beat up anyone who tried to catcall me helped a bit, and I could tell I was becoming more outgoing in groups finally. 

At 22 years old and with a lot of Ray’s help, I was able to graduate school with a bachelor's degree in Dairy Science! I took my time looking for jobs since I made good passive income off my hyper delicious milk, but Ray continued into post-graduate school, looking to get her masters in mutant-biology, but also becoming a swimming instructor for the school and teaching painting classes! 

We moved in together after I graduated and I was finally able to take a trip with Ray to meet her family in her home city of Port Solei! They were all wonderful, if a bit eccentric, and Ray only died of embarrassment a few times during our stay. I got a better understanding of the "mutant life-style" Ray had left behind to attend our college in the US. Growing up as the only mutant from my small town, it was shocking for me to see how unabashedly sexual and ‘open-door' the different communities of Port Solei can be. While most of the city was just like any other, many mutant individuals and communities went around their lives completely naked or in fashion that hardly concealed a thing, believing most warm weather clothing to be a puritanical form of oppression. For someone who covered her mutation up for the better part of 3 years, it took a lot for me to join in on the nudity with the Yumiko family, but I have to admit it felt very freeing by the end of our stay. Emma and Val were each mentally about 20 at this point, and I loved hanging out with them and hearing about how they tormented Ray when she was younger… or even tales that they could remember from before they mutated, when they were Evy, Ray’s older sister. I could tell it meant a lot to Ray that I befriended her ‘younger’ sisters, since she had struggled so hard to do that herself, though outwardly she was peeved at how easy it had been for me. I'd like to claim it was simply my incredible charm and witty humor, but in reality, I wasn't above bribing people with my rich milk if needed… 

Even though her relationship with her family and the mutant community had improved since we started dating, Ray very much still did not want to mutate, using her education and research in mutant biology to look up any and all methods to help reduce the odds of her mutant gene activating. Much to Ray’s dismay, there still wasn’t really much progress in this field. There are a few drugs like ‘Remutaxin’ that can help regulate unstable or ‘Interstitial’ mutants, which also show some capacity to delay a person’s mutation from occurring, but they still couldn’t outright stop someone from mutating without tending to make things worse. The best treatment Ray could develop was a series of diet changes, supplement intake, and even yoga and meditation routines to try a more natural and holistic approach at suppressing her mutation. Ray basically admitted to me one day that it was all pseudo-science, but she took it very seriously none the less. One major setback in Ray’s efforts was discovering that ingesting mutant byproducts on a consistent basis could potentially increase the odds of a dormant mutant gene activating. This meant Ray would have to stop drinking my creamy milk, which was absolutely devastating for her! She tried her best to abstain completely, but after a week, Ray made an exception during sex, and then a week after that, she said that she would allow herself a single, very tall glass of my milk a day. “To calm me down and help relax after a long day." Ray said as her excuse. I didn't take any offense, as I could always sell my excess milk, and it gave me an easy tool to taunt and tease Ray with. 

The days kept passing by and after nearly four years of dating, Ray still hadn't mutated! We are both 24 now, making Ray older than anyone else in her family to not mutate. At this point, everyone was starting to accept that maybe Ray would never mutate! While I secretly still  dreamed of Ray mutating every now and then, I was much more happy to see her relax from her overachiever lifestyle. Ray still does all her anti-mutate precautions, but I could tell the doom and gloom of it all was hardly ever on her mind anymore. While Ray had achieved some peace about her future, I was starting to get worried about mine. 

I was still growing! Not very fast or by an extreme amount, but enough that I had recently needed to get some new custom bras made. Turns out the doctors who thought it was just ‘long puberty’ were wrong, and none of the new doctors I am seeing can tell me for how much longer I’m likely to keep growing. They had to reclassify my mutation as ‘Interstitial’, as it appeared I am still mutating, but at a glacial pace. My boobs used to hang right below my waist line when I started dating Ray, still giving a clear view of my hyper engorged pussy, but now my crotch was just barely still visible as my tits reached down to the tops of my thick thighs, with 7 inch long nipples! My vagina wasn’t spared from this subtle growth either, taking up even more of my crotch, its lips swelling thicker and clit bigger as my hips widened to be able to take even more inside me. My butt and thighs weren’t ignored either, thickening in kind. My bust is so wide now that my top arms can hardly even reach my nipples! I’ve started to use my arm-legs and even my prehensile tongue to grab things more and more. 

The changes are so slow that it didn’t become apparent to me until Ray spoke up about it a year ago, remarking at how challenging it was becoming to fit my nipples in her pussy. Ray obviously doesn’t mind my new growth, and honestly I don’t really either, but I started to do the numbers and things aren’t looking good. At this rate, by age 35, my boobs could very well hang down past my knees, and that's not even considering if I ever got pregnant! I’m still just barely able to fit into the driver's seat of my car, but I can tell that my life behind the wheel could come to a halt by as soon as this time next year if my growth doesn't stop. I’m already having to lightly squish my tits together or turn sideways just to pass through doorways! The fear that I will eventually become immobilized by my boobs is becoming a recurring worry in my mind and it doesn’t comfort me much to realize how much that thought also seems to turn me on. 

Regardless, like Ray and her mutation fears, there really isn’t much I can do about it but hope for the best. As long as Ray and I have each other, I was confident we could handle whatever life threw at us. We continued our blissful lives together until about a month ago, when the fateful day Ray had been dreading for so long finally approached… She had to graduate!

As her post graduate studies came to an end, Ray began fretting even more than usual over which of her three paths to focus on after graduating. She really wanted to continue her research in mutant biology, considering even moving on to get her doctoral degree, but doing that would limit her possibility of becoming a pro swimmer, and taking even more school was expensive and a lot of hard work, when Ray could easily make a satisfying and creative career right now off of her painting talents. 

In the last few weeks, Ray had started having recurring dreams about her future life, devoting herself in each dream to a different career path and seeing herself become successful in each field. But there was a curious minor detail in each dream that seemed to bother Ray more than I thought it should. For whatever reason, in each dream about a separate field of work, Ray would exclusively go by one of her ‘real’ legal names. Rachel, Annabell, and apparently just calling herself by a shortened version of her last name, “Yumi”, during the dreams about becoming a pro swimmer. Ray had a friend that loved to rant about dream interpretation, and I could feel Ray becoming anxious about mutating again for the first time in a long while, especially as her graduation day drew near, vocalizing at one point that mutating now would be “the absolute worst”, since it would no doubt jeopardize her career pursuits that were so close at hand. 

We were chatting in our apartment about Ray’s career prospects two weeks before her graduation, when our lives changed forever.

“I had another dream again.” Ray said to me from her computer as she wrote up another resume to send to another medical institute. I glanced over from our bed as I continued to play Tears of the Kingdom on my Switch, resting the screen on my boobs as I ‘worked from home’. My nipples were held tight by suction tubes which were currently draining my tits of milk that I would sell off later. The constant tug on my fat teats gives me a low stimulation that really helps me get in the groove while gaming, but not so focused that I couldn't hold a conversation.

“Oh? I’m surprised you put so much stock in this dream stuff since you're such a scientist. Which career was it this time?” I asked.

“That's just the thing! This time it wasn’t any of my careers… It was about you.” Ray said with some reservation in her voice. 

This immediately caught my attention and I paused my game to give Ray my full awareness. “Really? Like how? Good things I hope!” 

Ray nodded, but looked puzzled. “Like the other dreams, it was set sometime in the future... I could tell because your boobs were huge! Like almost covering your entire body. You never stood up during the whole dream” Ray said with a wicked grin. 

“Har har.” I said back with a flat face, though quietly turned on by the thought. Ray smiled again at my apparent displeasure, but then held a tense pause before continuing. 

“You were living in a big home with a family… our family.” My body suddenly grew still as I processed what Ray had just said. I had thought about asking Ray what our future together could be like in the past, but I had always figured it could wait until after she had graduated.

“We… We had children in your dream?” I immediately started wondering if they were adopted or if maybe… something else happened… 

“Well… I’m not sure… There were three younger relatives living there in the house with us… but I don't think they were our children… and I know they weren’t either of my sisters either. They seemed so familiar… but honestly I’m not sure. The dream felt very surreal and I’m having trouble remembering it. I just recall that you were all very happy and caring for each other, so I figured it must be our family.”

“But what about you? Did you show up?” I asked, curious if she still saw herself as a standard human in the future.

“That was also weird. I was definitely there… but also not there? I know I lived there with you, that I was present during the whole dream, but my body never showed up. I felt like just an observer, watching over you and the other three… I don’t know. It was all very strange and has left me bothered. I’ve been feeling weird in my skin all day since I woke up.” 

“Hey! Don’t say stuff like that. You’ll only work yourself up. Honestly, you need to get over that dream interpretation stuff. I’m glad to know we were together in your dream, but don’t worry about the weird stuff. It’s a dream! Unexplained bullshit is par for the course.” I said, during which I had turned off the power to my lactation pump and took off the suction cups. I cleared a space on the bed next to me and patted my breasts. “Come on, all you need to feel better is a big gulp of KC-milk! You deserve an early drink.” I said, caressing my sensitive teats gently as they felt raw from being milked by my machine for so long, but I always made sure to save some for this purpose. 

Ray stared at me with a “That's not gonna work on me” sort of look, but I just kept smiling back. After about 10 seconds, she finally broke and stood up, giving me angry glares her whole walk over before letting out a big sigh and flopping herself on to the bed, where she promptly took one of my massive tits and shoved its thick nipple between her lips. Ray couldn’t fit the whole thing in her mouth anymore without deep throating it, which she processed to do a few times as she sucked methodically. For as much as I actually thought my milk would calm Ray, I definitely took immense satisfaction any time I could get her to feed upon me. Ray only took a dozen or so gulps before releasing me from her mouth. 

“God damn it KC… I do feel a lot better… Grrrr, it’s like you have a cheat code in our relationship. It’s not fair!” Ray said as she moved to stand up. I took her hand before she could leave and pulled her back. 

“Forgetting something, my thrall?” I said, leaning over my beach ball sized tits and puckering up my lips. 

Ray smiled warmly, saying "My apologies, Mistress", and hunched down to give me a passionate smooch, then proceeded back to her desk to finish writing her resume. On the way over, Ray suddenly stumbled and grabbed onto her belly in distress. “OOaaahww. Ahh! Ouch!... Ugh… I don’t feel so good.” 

“What happened? Are you okay?” I did my best to get up as quickly as I could while Ray wobbled on unstable footing, wrapping her arms around her chest as she shuddered with mounting pain and internal pressure.

“I feel… Oooaahh.” Ray stumbled back just as I got up from the bed.

“I’ve got you, honey!” I said as I grabbed onto her, trying to help her stand as she grabbed on to my fat tits for support.

 “KC! My body, it… it feels like it's on fire! Ahh my head, it hurts! I… I need to lay down.” I helped Ray to the bed as her breathing continued to quicken and she brought her hands to rub two spots above her forehead. 

“What's going on, sweetie? Should we head to the ER?” I asked as fear started to grip my heart. 

“There’s pain everywhere, and especially on my forehead, but… but it also feels… good?... Oh…Oh god! Oh geez no! NO! Not now! Please!”  Ray’s physical distress was turning into a full blown panic as we both realized what was happening. “KC! I can feel it. It’s happening!” She clasped my hands in worry. ”DAMN IT! Why now? I… I think I’m MUTATING!” Ray screamed.

Ray’s hands dropped to reveal two sharp looking protrusions growing from just above her forehead! They were a color of crimson with a slight violent tint and their texture smooth and glossy. As her two pronged horns curled back over her head slightly, Ray’s ears began to elongate and become pointy like an elf! Ray had always had a beautiful face, but now she had an exotic and majestic look about her. Ray panted like she had just lifted something heavy, but her panic seemed to stabilize as she slowly brought a hand up to touch her antlers, not able to see what happened with her ears. 

"Oh my god Ray! You look absolutely gorgeous! Just some cool looking antlers… or are they horns? And some pretty elf ears! Nothing to worry about!" I said, excited by my girlfriend's cute mutations. 

"Just because your mutation happened all at once doesn't mean mine is over. It's actually way more common for mutations to take months or even years… wait, did you say I have elf ears?... OOoaah!" Ray's body twitched as she hugged her chest and clenched her boobs, her breathing quickening again. "SHIT! I… I'm still mutating!"

Standing next to her, I could see Ray’s perky C cup boobs start to grow larger under her tight fitting shirt, but my eyes were immediately drawn below to what was clearly a second set of boobs growing beneath… and then another set beneath those! They each swelled up to become larger than Ray’s head, her bottom row popping out from her top as the shirt stretched to its limits. “Tight, tight! My Shirt! Help!” Ray said between moans of pleasure as her many nipples rubbed against her overloaded top. I stood there dumbstruck, my mind hypnotized by what I was seeing. “KC!” Ray shouted. 

“Fuck! Sorry, one second honey!” I went and grabbed some scissors from the desk and then returned to carefully snip at the bottom of Ray’s shirt. A tiny cut was all it took for the pressure of Ray’s tits to cause her shirt to rip wide open, revealing a torso completely dominated by 6 fat juicy tits. I gawked, incredibly aroused but simultaneously worried for my girlfriend. 

“Oooh damn it! My swim career!” Ray said, looking down at her mountain range of boobs. It wasn’t hard to see how one's swim speed might be affected by all this extra weight and drag. “Ooh! OUCH! AAhhh, my sides!” Ray winced in pain as four more growths appeared on either side of her torso, each growth elongating and morphing over the course of about thirty seconds to become four new arms! As most brand new mutant appendages go, Ray had trouble controlling them as they flopped and spasmed at her sides, seeming to react to another set of desires. Ray was panting hard and sweating like she had just jogged a marathon. I stepped up close and took one of her original hands in mine. 

“Ray! I’m so sorry this is happening now but I’m here for you girl! It’s gonna be okay. How are you feeling, sweetie?”

Ray seemed disoriented and was still panting profusely. “Oooh god. I feel so strange, KC. My emotions are so conflicted right now. I don’t want this to happen, but it feels so good!” Those emotions were to be expected among anyone who mutates, but what wasn’t expected was the fact that Ray's mouth hadn’t moved at all during that last sentence! Her voice had sounded muffled. Ray and I looked at each other in confusion, then we hastily undid Ray’s pants, pulling them and her underwear off to reveal that her vagina had mutated into a mouth! There was a moment of shock between us before Ray shouted with both her mouths “WHAT THE HELL?!”

I took a step back to get a better look at Ray. “This is… okay, right? You’re doing fine! Your new arms should compensate for your new boobs while you swim, and think of how much faster you’ll be able to paint now!” I said, trying my best to keep Ray from completely melting down. 

Ray looked up at me with frustrated eyes after failing to get a good view of her new mouth-pussy that wasn't partially obscured by her bottom row of tits. “KC you’re not hel-… thanks.” She said, breaking eye contact, clearly not in a light-hearted mood,  but trying not to lash out at me either. “Oh KC! It all feels so intense. I just want it to stop here, please! This is enough!”

“You’re doing great, honey! You look great! Maybe it’s over...” No sooner did I say that, then Ray’s legs started to convulse and change shape! I took a few more steps back to get a better view of the whole transformation. 

“AOohh, What now?!” Ray said with her head, but then she saw and felt her legs begin to peel apart! “HOLY FUCK!” Ray screamed with her vagina. Ray’s legs began to lose shape and change color, gaining a red tint similar to the color in her horns while her toes began peeling away from each other into four long fleshy strips running up her shins and approaching her knees. “No, no, NOO! Not my legs!” Ray closed her eyes and cried in vain as her lower body spasmed in equal parts pains and pleasure. Her legs continued to divide all the way up to the tops of Ray's thighs, though their reddish tint gradually faded back into flesh tone from the tips to her crotch. Her eight newly formed tentacles gained a stretchy, grippy texture as tiny suckers sprouted occasionally across their length. While that was going on, one by one, the tips of Ray's tentacles had bulged and morphed into thick penis heads that started to leak precum! Though we were unaware at the time, Ray’s anus had morphed into another vagina, and is now situated beneath her at the center of her tentacles. 

While Ray's prior mutations so far were turning me on, watching her legs split apart had taken her mutation to another level, and I was starting to grow worried at what point her mutation might stop, but as Ray's 'dick-tacles' finished forming, my focus shattered and my mind immediately began racing with sexy possibilities, unable to stop myself from imagining how Ray could now fill up my monster pussy with her new monstrous lower half. I cursed myself for not being more concerned for Ray, but she seemed to be having similar difficulties as her face contorted with ecstasy while tears ran down her cheeks. Each new mutation seemed to leave Ray drained of even more energy and her new tentacles flopped about lazily at the edge of the bed as her new arms continued to twitch occasionally. “oOaaaww… holy shit… please… please make it stop… KC… I don’t know if I can take any more of this… my head feels so dizzy… I don't want to end up like my sister…”

 “Don’t say that Ray! It’s gonna be okay, I’m here for you! Your mutation may be extreme but you're still whole! How can I help? Maybe… I don’t know… do you need any water or something? Milk?” I immediately bit my tongue as I said milk, recalling that Ray had just taken several big gulps of my milk before mutating. It could have just been a coincidence, but I suddenly felt guilty as hell, wondering if this was partly my fault for egging Ray on to feed from me all these years. 

“Water… water would be nice right now, yeah.” Ray said groggily, her body still slowly writhing and testing out its new form on the bed, her eyes wide in disbelief  as she inspected her new tentacles. As I scurried to the kitchen, I heard a light gasp from Ray behind me. "Wha?!… are these… penises?"

Inside the kitchen, no sooner had I poured a glass of water, when I heard Ray scream again from our bedroom. “OOohh COME ON! Really? More mutations?!” I waddled back into our bedroom as quickly as my keg sized pillows would let me, to find Ray sitting up right on the bed as she looked at the recent changes to her many arms. The tips of her fingers had grown into short claws the same color as her horns, and the skin of her hands were now the same reddish tint of her tentacles, fading back to flesh tone near her elbows. "What the hell?! None of my family members mutated to look like monsters! I -" Ray was about to say something more to me, when she suddenly flinched and each of her hands gripped at the sides of her six tits. "Ahh! My nipples!" Ray moaned with her mouth-vagina. 

I dropped the cup of water I was holding as I watched Ray's many nipples transform. Her top nipples flattened and stretched into large almond shaped bumps, then blinked open to reveal a pair of beautiful eyes! Ray’s middle nipples morphed into two fat ridges of soft pink skin surrounding a deep depression, which then gaped wide and extended two long tongues to lick what were now clearly a pair of huge, thick-lipped, glistening mouths! Ray’s third pair of front nipples again transformed into a pair of eyes, and these tits happened to hang down low enough so that the eyes sat on either side of Ray’s new mouth-vagina. Each new pair of eyes were the same color as the original, and together with her head, it almost looked like Ray had three different faces running down her body, though her middle 'face’ had two mouths.

I didn’t know what to say. Ray looked like she had wanted to say something, but was having trouble deciding which mouth to speak from, her look of terror mirrored across her three sets of eyes. Her body was truly an abomination, now the most exotic looking member of her mutant family. Nearly every inch of her had changed at this point. How much more could there be? 

“KC… I’m scared.” Ray finally said with four trembling voices. 

“Nooo Ray! Don’t say that! You’re still here. We’re still together! Your mutation has to be done now!” I pleaded desperately, taking Ray’s top hands in mine again, trying my best to keep focus on her eyes… her top eyes.

“KC I… Ahh… uuugh my head. Fuck, I feel so disoriented. It’s like my mind is… pulling itself apart!... Aahhhh… This is it! I’m splitting!” Ray’s body began to spasm as her neck seemed to elongate. “Aaooohhh! I’m not gonna make it… KC… I love you! 

“Ray! I Lov-” but my response was drowned out by Ray’s four different mouths screaming at once as she experienced a truly life altering orgasm. 

“AaaaaAAAAHHHH!!!!!” In a sudden flex of strength, Ray’s tentacles lifted her up off the bed and her six arms grabbed hold of me as her head jerked about. I watched as Ray’s neck grew longer… No, not grow exactly, but… emerge? Standing so close, I could see that her neck wasn’t stretching, it was sliding out from between her shoulders! I gasped as I noticed the base of Ray's neckline had morphed into what looked like the plush lips of a large vagina, with a little clitoris near the center of her sternum. Ray’s head and throat were slowly being pushed upwards, revealing even more thick meaty flesh slick with juices!

Ray’s whole body shuddered, and I could feel her torso begin to separate at the naval and slowly peel away! There was a soft thud as Ray’s tentacled lower half slid off from the bed and hit the floor, taking Ray’s mouth-vagina and lowest pair of eye boobs with it! As I held on to Ray’s upper body, her many mouths gave one final chorus of ecstasy before her shoulders flexed and contracted inward, causing Ray’s head and long neck to finally separate and launch away from her torso, flying across the room and landing on our nearby couch with such force that the back pillows collapsed on top of her. I lost my balance from the commotion and toppled sideways onto the bed, losing hold of Ray’s torso as we fell. The room fell silent and my vision went black as I fell on my back and my boobs bounced up to smother my face…

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