“Thick”
“This is your fault?” Jeremy said incredulously to his (now her) girlfriend. “Why did you turn me into some fat chick?!”
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Where I Got Them Part 6
The next morning I woke up from the cold in my room, remembering quickly that I had slept naked. I opened my eyes, and heaved myself up onto one arm.
Wait, heaved? Gosh, why do I feel so much…heavier? Did my tits really get that much bigger? I looked down, and confirmed my suspicion: yes, my tits had indeed gotten bigger. Much bigger. But so had my stomach, ass, and thighs: all parts of me the oil had touched.
“Damn it Alyssa!” I shouted. She would wake up this morning, a nice pair of big tits resting on her chest, but here I am, with big…everything. I shifted my weight and got up off my bed before walking over to the mirror. I got a good look at myself, and I started to feel kind of…horny?
“Damn,” I muttered, turning this way and that, making sure to admire every inch of my new body. “I’m actually…pretty sexy.” I reached up, and grabbed my boobs up into my arms, with some difficulty. My arms sank into my new titflesh, and i loved it. I swayed my wide hips from side to side, and my butt shook along with them. I reached down, dropping my tits with a slap against my body. I reached two fingers inside my moist slit, ready to pleasure myself to the sight of my sexy new body, when I heard the phone ring. I sighed, and went to pick it up.
“Hello?” I said with sass.
“What did you do?!” shouted Alyssa from the other end.
“What do you mean?” I said, aggravated now.
“My nipples are fucking huge! Last night when you rubbed them with the oil, it made them get giant and dark and ugh!”
I had to admit, I was getting more and more turned on and the thought of what she was describing. Maybe…
“Here, why don’t you come over and we’ll figure something out. I’ve had some unexpected changes as well…” And with that I hung up. I knew I’d be hearing the ring of the doorbell soon enough…
“Thick” Epilogue 2
“Hey, you’re the one who said you needed some clothes,” Cheryl said, trying to get Jolene to come outside.
“Ugh, fine, but this is a bad idea…” Jolene stepped outside and tried to pose in the outfit Cheryl had bought her. It was barely clothes: just a stretch of fabric that went around her large body, extending from just below her waist, to just above her nipples. “You know this isn’t what I asked you to get!”
“Honey, do you really think they make bras in your size? And I’m sorry, but I really don’t want to pay to get some custom ones for you. Just let the girls hang out like that! I somehow doubt you’ll hear many complaints,” Cheryl retorted, gazing longingly into Jolene’s massive cleavage.
“Really? You think I should just leave them like this? Well watch then…” Jolene said, raising her arms slightly over her shoulders. Her tits popped out almost immediately.
“See?” she said, tucking them with difficulty back into the “dress”. “I can’t go out like this.
“Sure you can! Just don’t lift your arms up. Or bend over. You’ll be fine!”
Before Jolene could utter another word of disagreement, Cheryl grabbed her by the hand, and led her down the sidewalk. Jolene was too focused on keeping everything tucked in that she didn’t even argue.
“Thick” Part 2
Cheryl looked at Jeremy, now Jolene, and smirked. She had found the potion had a much desired after-effect: any weight Cheryl would gain, went instantly to Jolene, a fact which Cheryl frequently abused.
Jolene’s tits had swelled, her belly bulged, and her ass expanded. She had retained her slim face, however. A face which now turned to look at its girlfriend, with coy blue eyes.
“Hey baby,” Jolene said looking over her shoulder. “Sorry I’m not decent: you shouldn’t just walk in to my room like that!”
Cheryl walked closer. “But I like you when you’re not decent. There’s so much more of you to look at then,” she said, making firm eye-contact with Jolene’s hard nipples. Cheryl couldn’t help it: the sight of her girlfriend’s body powerfully turned her on. It was hard to resist. She started to remove her shirt, but Jolene stopped her.
“Hey, um, I’ve been thinking,” she said, her hand on Cheryl’s. “Maybe we should…spend some time apart. I just don’t quite feel the connection any more, you know? Don’t worry, I’ve got my things all packed. I just need to get dressed and I’ll be out of your hair.”
“Thick” Part 3
“What the heck? Is that really my ass?!” Jolene shouted, looking into the mirror after having just woken up. Her pajama pants were stretched out over her wide thighs, and no longer covered up her large cheeks. “It’s a miracle my panties can handle this!” She got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom, her huge ass swaying dramatically with each step. Her panties started to tear.
“Ooh, gosh, I don’t remember this shirt being so tight,” suddenly, as son as she made it to the bathroom door, her panties tore loudly, followed by a popping from her shirt buttons. Her tits had become too much for them.
“I have to call Cheryl! This must be her doing!” Jolene said furiously, storming back to her room and the phone, her body shaking with each pounding footstep.
Molly’s Exciting Mornings Part 3
I sat up in my bed, thinking about the past week. That’s how long it had been since I had accidentally given my sister Andi both my and my other sister, Cindy’s, breasts. I had looked through the spell book several times since then, but just couldn’t find a perfect spell to get my own tits back, without having to steal someone else’s. Andi and I had talked a few times through the past week, and somehow she was loving every moment of having her new huge J-cup tits. From what she said, Cindy had also gotten used to her new no-cup tits.
I looked down at my own chest and saw a similar sight to what my sister did. My nipples were barely even perky, sitting on my completely flat chest. The difference between Cindy’s and my bodies, however, was down below.
I threw the covers off the rest of my body and swung off my bed, landing looking at the mirror on my wall. There it was. While I may have no breasts to show up top, I at least have a nice ass to show down below. I walked away from the mirror, feeling my ass wobble slightly as I did so. My breasts may not shake anymore, but boy did I love the feeling of my ass shaking with the sway of my equally large hips. It was comforting in some strange way.
I knelt down and pulled the spell book out of a box in the bottom of my closet. I think Alexa might be catching on to me having found it, so I had to make sure it stayed hidden. I opened the dusty cover, and paged through it once again. There were plenty of spells for stealing breasts (and other parts) from other people, but nothing about just growing my own.
After reading a long list of different spells I decided I’d have to think on them a bit. Maybe I would have to steal somebody’s breast mass for my own, much as I didn’t want to…
Molly’s Exciting Mornings Part 3
I sat up in my bed, thinking about the past week. That’s how long it had been since I had accidentally given my sister Andi both my and my other sister, Cindy’s, breasts. I had looked through the spell book several times since then, but just couldn’t find a perfect spell to get my own tits back, without having to steal someone else’s. Andi and I had talked a few times through the past week, and somehow she was loving every moment of having her new huge J-cup tits. From what she said, Cindy had also gotten used to her new no-cup tits.
I looked down at my own chest and saw a similar sight to what my sister did. My nipples were barely even perky, sitting on my completely flat chest. The difference between Cindy’s and my bodies, however, was down below.
I threw the covers off the rest of my body and swung off my bed, landing looking at the mirror on my wall. There it was. While I may have no breasts to show up top, I at least have a nice ass to show down below. I walked away from the mirror, feeling my ass wobble slightly as I did so. My breasts may not shake anymore, but boy did I love the feeling of my ass shaking with the sway of my equally large hips. It was comforting in some strange way.
I knelt down and pulled the spell book out of a box in the bottom of my closet. I think Alexa might be catching on to me having found it, so I had to make sure it stayed hidden. I opened the dusty cover, and paged through it once again. There were plenty of spells for stealing breasts (and other parts) from other people, but nothing about just growing my own.
After reading a long list of different spells I decided I’d have to think on them a bit. Maybe I would have to steal somebody’s breast mass for my own, much as I didn’t want to…
Molly’s Exciting Mornings Part 3
I sat up in my bed, thinking about the past week. That’s how long it had been since I had accidentally given my sister Andi both my and my other sister, Cindy’s, breasts. I had looked through the spell book several times since then, but just couldn’t find a perfect spell to get my own tits back, without having to steal someone else’s. Andi and I had talked a few times through the past week, and somehow she was loving every moment of having her new huge J-cup tits. From what she said, Cindy had also gotten used to her new no-cup tits.
I looked down at my own chest and saw a similar sight to what my sister did. My nipples were barely even perky, sitting on my completely flat chest. The difference between Cindy’s and my bodies, however, was down below.
I threw the covers off the rest of my body and swung off my bed, landing looking at the mirror on my wall. There it was. While I may have no breasts to show up top, I at least have a nice ass to show down below. I walked away from the mirror, feeling my ass wobble slightly as I did so. My breasts may not shake anymore, but boy did I love the feeling of my ass shaking with the sway of my equally large hips. It was comforting in some strange way.
I knelt down and pulled the spell book out of a box in the bottom of my closet. I think Alexa might be catching on to me having found it, so I had to make sure it stayed hidden. I opened the dusty cover, and paged through it once again. There were plenty of spells for stealing breasts (and other parts) from other people, but nothing about just growing my own.
After reading a long list of different spells I decided I’d have to think on them a bit. Maybe I would have to steal somebody’s breast mass for my own, much as I didn’t want to…