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A Mind of Their Own – Pregnant

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“How am I?” Tori’s body shouted at Bobbi and Brit (the name Carol’s boobs had decided to go by). “I’m fucking pregnant! It’s not like it’s a walk in the park being this big!”
“Virginia, calm down,” Tori’s vagina had decided to go by the name Virginia. “You wanted to be pregnant, remember? And it’s not like you’re alone: I got knocked up too.” Bobbi lifted her shirt, revealing her large belly and massively swollen tits.
“I know, and at least I get to push this baby out of Tori in a few months. It’ll be rough on me, but I can’t imagine what it’s going to be like for her,” she slapped her pussy, just to make her point. “Speaking of our former owners, Bobbi, I bet your girls are just loving this.” She walked over, and suckled on one of Bobbi’s tits.
“Shut up!” Bobbi shouted. “You’re mine now, and I’ll let her do whatever she wants to you.”
Virginia dropped the tit, letting it slap against Bobbi’s belly. “Brit, what about you? Look at that belly of yours: it could do with some filling up.”
“No!” she shouted. “We-we don’t want to get full. Then she’ll have to milk us…”
Bobbi sighed. “Brit, only half of your mind is your boobs, so you’d be milking yourself!” Only one of Carol’s tits made the transfer with her mind, so now Carol was her right tit, and Brit was her left. Unfortunately for both, their mind was equally split.
Virginia reached out, and pinched one of Brit’s nipples. She let out a very personal yelp.
“Fine, we’ll let you be for now, but you’ll come around to the idea eventually.”

Interactive Part 5 (Option 1)

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You sit beside the pool, watching Brandi splash around with some guys who were obviously into her, and with boobies like hers, threatening to burst out of her little bikini top, who could blame them? You look down at your own bikini, but you’re instantly distracted by the huge belly just past it. James had really filled you up, in more ways than one. It had been eight months since then, and Brandi was lucky she had been more interested in tit-fucking: you weren’t sure either of you could handle the both of you being pregnant.
But even as round as you are, that wouldn’t stop you from getting some action. What else is a bimbo good for after all? You were surprised how many guys wanted to suck your milk-filled boobies, and feel your bloated belly pressed up against them. And speaking of…
Brandi had lost half of her top, but one of the guys was clearly more interested in something else. You wag your finger at him, calling him over as you pull down one half of your bikini top. His eyes go wide and he quickly comes over to you. Brandi and the other guy follow suit, and before you know it you’re in their car, giving them directions back to your house. Read more

Shouldn’t Have Snuck In On Momma Part 1

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It had been twenty years since my girlfriend had unbirthed me, and accidentally turned me into a girl. She had apologized for a while at first, but soon I could tell how excited she was to have a daughter. It was a big moment for her when she took me to buy my first bra, and a bit of a disappointment for me when I didn’t have to buy many more.
My breasts were small. Especially compared to my mother’s. I had clearly not inherited any of her assets, which I was reminded of every time I looked down, as I was doing now, texting my best friend just after waking up. I was even still in my underwear! Which brought to light how great the rest of my body was. I had curves in all the right places everywhere else, I had just missed out in the chest department, and I had learned to live with it. For the most part.
So I got dressed, put my phone into my pocket, and left the house, shouting to my mom that I was going for a walk.
I was walking my usual morning route, my hands in my pockets and my head towards the ground, when I noticed someone just ahead of me. A woman.
“Hello,” I said to her as I got closer. She didn’t seem to have any purpose, just walking, like me. She turned to look at me, and I saw on her chest breasts that would make even my mom jealous!
She must have noticed me staring (and if she didn’t want people to she should really wear a top with a tighter neck), and asked sadly, “Admiring the girls, huh?” I just nodded shyly. “I was-I just wish mine were as great…” I said, not sure why I’d talk about something so personal to a complete stranger.
“Hah, that’s funny,” she said. “Cause I wish mine were more like yours! I guess we all have our curses…”

Shouldn’t Have Snuck In On Momma Part 4

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I walked downstairs, my breasts already straining the bra I was wearing, which had fit almost perfectly a moment ago. If mine were already growing, then hers must be already shrinking. I entered the living room, and saw her panicking on the couch.
“What’s happening?!” she shouted at me, her eyes catching my growing bust, and mine staring at her rapidly shrinking one.
“I’m stealing your tits,” I said matter of factly. “Those huge boobs you’ve been so proud of, the ones I admired when I was your boyfriend, will soon be mine.” Her bra was already useless, I noticed just as mine snapped. I could feel myself getting wet between my legs, but I had to control myself.
But I couldn’t. I came when her chest had shrunk to a large B-cup, and mine were already resting against my thick thighs. Our transfer stopped.
“Huh, lucky you,” I said sadly. “You get to keep some boob. I was going to leave you completely flat, but I guess this is fine. Come on, we’re going upstairs.”
I led her up into her room, were I had a pair of her panties, and one of my old bra sitting on her bed. “Put them on,” I said, and she obeyed. She removed her shirt, and now far too large bra, followed by her pants and the panties she was currently wearing. She slipped into the new underwear, and turned around, a pout on her face.
“Smile,” I said. “Aren’t you happy to see how well your daughter has blossomed?” She gave me a big fake smile, and I smiled back.
“There, now that’s better.”

Shouldn’t Have Snuck In On Momma Part 3

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“What Mom,” I said, my hand on my newly thick hip. “Do you have a problem with me walking around without my pants on? Maybe I should just go naked then…”
“No, no sweetie, it’s fine!” she said frantically. The tables had turned dramatically: now it was her who was jealous of my huge breasts, and she should be.
“Good,” I said before heading into the kitchen to get something to eat. I had been eating a lot lately: the best way to grow my tits to be even more titanic was to gain some weight. Sure, I could have done without it going to my thighs, and stomach, and everywhere else for that matter, but it was worth it for bigger breasts. And I did still look super sexy too.
Although…maybe I don’t need to do it like this. I had almost completely forgotten the stone Hilary had given me. Maybe I could make another wish…
I ran upstairs to my room, and took the stone out from my underwear drawer. I heald it close to my inflated bosom, and made a wish…
I wished to be able to seal my mother’s breasts.

Times Change Part 2

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“Andi, what are you doing?” I shouted as I walked into our living room and saw her laying naked on the couch.
“I figured that if I’m going to be pregnant, I’m going to enjoy my slim body while I can,” she replied wistfully. “And besides, we’re both girls now, and you’re my daughter, I think you can see me naked now.” I won’t lie: I had thought about her naked before, but this was still…uncomfortable. I could see now that my boobs were even bigger than hers, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. I’m sure the pregnancy would make them bigger, but I doubt they’d be able to compare to mine.
I walked over and sat down next to her. “So what are we going to do?” I asked. “I don’t want to lose my best friend, but I also don’t want to not have a mother.”
Andi looked at me and said, “Don’t worry, I have a plan. I may be your biological mother, but if your original mother and father can still hook up, I’m hoping they’ll adopt you when…when I go back in time to give birth…” Her hand moved instinctively up to her belly, and I left the room to give her some privacy…

Where She Got Them Part 3

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Martha picked up the stone again without even bothering to get dressed, but this time made a much different wish than the past two. This time she was standing in a bathroom. The bathroom of her house. And she wasn’t alone.
“I was wondering when I’d finally be seeing you,” the other girl said. Martha’s jaw dropped as she turned to come face to face with…
Herself. Well, seeing herself wasn’t the surprise. That’s what she had wished for, after all. No, the surprise was how, well, big her future self was. “Yeah, I know, take a good long look,” future-Martha said. “Better yet,” she grabbed her phone and snapped a picture, striking a pose that showed off her very pregnant belly. “There. It’ll last longer.” She handed the phone to Martha.
“So we did become-” past-Martha started to say.
“Pregnant,” future-Martha finished. “Yeah. We became pregnant with our own baby, all because we thought we had fixed the past. And it all started because we were being pervy on our busty sister.”
“And now we’re the busty ones,” past-Martha said, glancing down at her breasts. Her future self walked over, and took one in each hand. “I miss these,” she said, giving them a squeeze.
“But they’re right there on your own chest!”
“Ha-ha, kind of,” future-Martha said wistfully before she pulled her bra up over her head and let her heavy breasts fall against her belly. They were larger, and her nipples had gotten even larger and darker. It was clear they were engorged with milk. “My boobs haven’t been that perky in a few months. Although, they are much more sensitive now…” Past-Martha reached out to touch them, then remembered what happened the last time she started to get frisky with herself.
Suddenly future-Martha looked up from her breasts, and said, “I almost forgot! You don’t have much more time! You have to use that stone again. Go back into the past, and right our mistakes. If you do, then that picture will change. My belly will shrink back down, and my boobs might even fight into one of my sexy bras again.” Future-Martha chuckled slightly, before past-Martha was sent back to her own time, a new mission set in her head…

Where She Got Them Part 2

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It didn’t take long for Martha to tire of what her brief trip to the past had done to her. After a fun-filled hour, she resolved to use the stone to try to put things back to normal.
“Not that this new body hasn’t been fun,” she said, taking one last glance at her naked breasts before she pulled her top down over them. “But I think I’d prefer things to be the way they were…” She turned the stone over again, and made a similar wish.
Once again she was back in her parents’ bedroom, 26 years ago. She had appeared moments before the last time she had traveled back, and decided to wait in the closet for Marcus to appear.
Martha peered out of the crack in the closet door, waiting for her past self. She found her eyes drifting to her mother’s large breasts shaking with every thrust. Subconsciously she reached up to her own chest. It was pretty clear where she had inherited them from.
Seconds passed, and Marcus appeared, just in front of the closet door. Martha grabbed her past self, and pulled him into the closet with her, closing the door with a click.
A click that momentarily distracted Martha’s father. Once again Carrie had never been born, and Martha’s body remained as it was.
“Who the heck are you?” Marcus whispered.
“I’m-” Martha hesitated. “I’m one of her friends,” she said, gesturing at the closet door. “I guess they kinds forgot I was in here. I’m just waiting for them to fall asleep now.”
“Well, good for you, but I have to get out of here!”
“No!” Martha said, grabbing Marcus’s arm. “I mean, couldn’t you stay a little while?” She pulled at the neck of her shirt, exposing some of her cleavage. As she expected, Marcus couldn’t help but stare.
“I…guess I could stick around for a bit.” Martha pulled him closer, trying to distract her past self (not knowing Carrie was already gone, and that her future was still set), though at the same time she was feeling something. A moistness between her legs.
“Well,” she thought. “I’ll only get one chance to have sex as a girl, right? And everything will be back to normal soon anyway, so what harm could come?”
It only took a few moments for her parents to fall asleep, and then her and Marcus sneaked out, and into one of the rooms on the other side of the house. They shut the door quietly, and then turned to each other.
“I know you haven’t seen anything like these,” Martha said, pulling off her top and exposing her large breasts. Marcus’s eyes grew wide. She beckoned him closer before she laid down on the small sofa to remove her pants, and within seconds she was laying there, completely nude.
Marcus stripped more slowly, and more nervously, but soon he was standing over top of Martha, looking down at her perfect body before inserting himself into her. He started off slow, but before long had gained more speed. His quick thrusts caused Martha’s breasts to quake, and she was instantly reminded of the sight of her mother in the other room. Now she definitely knew where she had gotten them from.
It wasn’t too long before they had finished, and as Marcus turned to pick up his clothes, Martha noticed something strange. She had felt him inside her for several minutes, but now that she looked at him his dick looked so small. Much smaller than she remembered having. And were his nipples always that dark?
Just as she realized what was happening, the stone decided her second jaunt into the past was over, and brought her back to the present. Suddenly her mind was filled with memories. Memories that replaced much of her first trip, but now she remembered the sex.
The sex she had with herself. She threw up a little in her mouth at just the thought. She could still feel everything, and from both sides now. She remembered the transformation into a woman just afterwards, and being sent back to the exact point she had been sent to before. Her life had remained unaffected.
“Well, almost unaffected,” Martha thought as a terrible realization dawned on her. “We didn’t use protection…”

Times Change Part 1

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“So you’re saying this thing will take us anywhere…in time?” I asked my best friend Andi. I had to admit, it sounded pretty cool, if unbelievable.
“Yes, anywhere,” she said with a smirk. “So where would you like to go?”
“Hmm… How about to before my parents had me?” I said, not sure why that popped into my head. But Andi rolled with it, and together we held onto the device as she put in the date and activated it.
There was a bright flash, then instantly we were standing in our home town…25 years ago.
“Woah,” she said. “I’m gonna go look around, you go have some fun, but don’t mess around with anything!” Without another word she had run off. Something told me I should be more worried about her messing with things.
That thought left my mind quickly however, as I went to my house. It looked almost just like it did now. The paint looked a bit newer, and that hole in the fence wasn’t there, but overall it looked pretty much the same. I sat on a sidewalk bench out front, and waited for my parents.
After several hours my father came home. People always said I looked like him, but I never noticed just how much that was true. It was almost like looking into a mirror. I sat discreetly as he came closer, until finally he passed me and went inside. I never saw my mother come, but about half-an-hour later Andi came back, and a good thing too. I was starting to feel really strange. Kind of warm all over. “Let’s go back now…” I mumbled. Andi agreed and took out the device, pressing the return switch and sending us to the present.
We landed back outside Andi’s car. I bent over, feeling almost like I was going to be sick. Andi came over, and held my hair back from my face.
“That’s odd,” she remarked. “I don’t remember your hair being this long…” I felt my skin grow softer as she said that, and my facial features became more fine. My waist got tighter, and my pants did the same as my hips bulged out. I let out a yelp as I felt a pain in my crotch. It felt like somebody had just kicked my junk up into my body. I reached my hands down there instinctively, but felt…
Nothing. My parts were just completely gone. I didn’t have long to dwell on that however, as a stinging sensation grew in my chest. I pulled off my shirt, and saw my nipples, dark and erect, atop two steadily growing mounds of flesh.
Atop two steadily growing breasts.
The pain was almost unbearable as my new boobs stretched out my skin, growing heavier with every second. Finally they calmed down, though I wish they had been a bit smaller when they had. Heck, they were almost as big as…
Andi’s.
“What did you do?!” I shouted at her, my exposed tits wobbling angrily. My clothes chose that instant to change. My pants had already become a long floral skirt, and out of the corner of my eye I saw my shirt fade into a bra and tank top.
“Well… I may have…kinda…had sex with your father…” she stammered out.
“But why is that affecting me?!” I shouted as I tried to put my bra on. it came much easier than I had expected.
“I’m not sure, but I think we may need to go buy a pregnancy test…”

Where I Got Them Part 2

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After only two days in my new body I had already grown sick of it. All the novelty of now having a male body had worn off, and I was ready to try the stone again.
I took it in my hand, and breathed deeply. I was sure it would work, but what if this wish just made everything worse. Though how could that be possible.
“Just please, don’t make…it… any bigger?” I said stupidly to the stone, before saying my wish:
“I wish to have my body back: the one I had before-” I was cut off as pain shot through my whole body. I felt like I was being compressed all over. I let out a yell as it felt like I had just been kicked roughly in the balls. At least, I assumed that’s what it felt like. I pulled off my pants and boxers, and watched as my…man parts shrunk into my body, smaller and smaller, until there was just a smooth surface left. That smoothness quickly faded however, as my slit grew back. The pain was almost unbearable however: it felt as though my groin was being torn in two, and I guess in a way it kind of was. But it was back.
I didn’t have time to think about that though, as I felt a sharp pinching at my waist. I was slimming back down, my curves slowly returning to my body. I looked quickly in the mirror, and noticed the tingling on my face was my features smoothing out again, and my hair was going blonde and growing longer again. My skin burned as it softened, but the sensation quickly faded, leaving me almost entirely female again.
Lastly was what had started all this: my breasts. I moved to remove my t-shirt, but I wasn’t fast enough. My chest burned and itched as I felt massive amounts of pressure building up behind my flat pecs. I watched as my tight shirt slowly started to balloon forward, my tits returning to my chest. The pain was building with every cup size, my shirt squeezing them against my body, until…
RRIIIIPP! My shirt tore right down the middle, and my large breasts burst forth, my nipples growing darker and perkier as the transformation finished itself off. I was a woman again, I thought as I gripped my breasts, just to make sure they were real, and just to touch them as well. I still had some parts of my formerly male mind. After confirming I was indeed back to normal, I threw the stone out my bedroom window and onto my yard, where a large bird scooped it up and carried it off.
“Good riddance,” I said, glad to be rid of the thing.
I looked into my floor-length mirror and stared at my renewed body. I spun, moving my hand up my thigh and taking a good look at my ass. I started to feel kind of warm, and I felt a moistness between my legs. Maybe I had kept more than some parts.
I had wished to have my old body back, but my mind remained that of my male self. My male self that loved big boobs, and couldn’t resist staring at a sexy body like mine. I reached down and started pleasuring myself, hoping to alleviate my horniness, but seeing myself like that only made it worse. Seeing my tits wobble as a moved my hand up and down, in and out, just made me wetter. Slowly I managed to peel my eyes away from my body, and stood up. Even just feeling the movement of my boobs on my chest made me feel slightly turned on.
I was going to regret throwing that stone away.

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