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The middle-aged woman who came to seat them gave Shaiana a look that was somewhere between fear and contempt before asking if they only needed a table for two. Shaiana had to spread her knees to fit under the table, and even then the edge was pressing into her thighs, but it felt nice to be sitting down. "Let's start with that I like the idea of you ordering food for me in general, so don't feel bad about doing so." With each item and each adjustment he made in her name, Shaiana could feel her body throbbing like it had when she first started growing. The second plate being placed half on and half off her left areolae made her whole body clench as an unexpected orgasm rushed out from between her legs.
The man's clothes clung to him like a second skin, revealing a body that probably would have looked more at home oiled up and on-stage than peddling memorabilia. For a split second she thought of getting cloth from the floor, but her finger brushed against her clit, making her realize for the first time just how altered her body had mysteriously become. "I'm Inalu," she said taking the woman's hand and getting to her feet. Kalani stepped over and put her hands on Inalu's head, as if searching or bumps. "I'm fine, I promise." Inalu grasped the woman's hands, which were quite warm, and held them in front of her as she took a step back to separate their bodies.
As his skin brushed hers there were more tiny shocks and he began to feel like he had been in the sun all day. After what felt like a lifetime, the jean material split right along the outer seams as her hips widened against his arms and her thighs thickened against his crotch. She pinned his atrophied arms under calves that were like velvet vice grips and pressed down on his chest with hands bigger than his barely there pectorals. With his legs pressed together, it certainly felt like his balls had grown and despite everything, his shorts had not gotten any looser. Craig was indeed considerably larger, his twitching cock about the same thickness as a baseball bat and about as long as his arm.
Looking at the half naked Draenei smiling into the camera, she felt a thrill travel up her spine. Scrambling to her feet, she tried to pull the skirt off, but it would not slide over her new lower body. She had thought all the fanart of female Draenei with huge, horse-like dongs was just that but, it was hard to deny that she was growing a cock. If it kept up like this, it was only a matter of time before it would be so long it hung out from under her skirt. "Hey did you want--" Annie's gaze moved from Jinara's horns, to her eyes, then finally to her cock.
"Wow..." Silvia felt the word escape her lips, and hated herself for saying it, but could not stop staring as she actually started to feel a little aroused. It did not help that each time Silvia looked down, she could swear she saw a fluttering movement out of the corner of her eye, like a hummingbird flitting between flowers, but it was gone when she glanced up again. Stepping back out into the studio felt like standing on the edge of the high dive, but Silvia grit her teeth and emerged from the changing room. Silvia panicked, slipping back into the side room and throwing the rest of her clothing back on without a second thought about her ill fitting underwear.
Even as I was working on the aliens, and my burgeoning girl cock, I wondered who was writing what was happening to me. My girl cock quickly over took the cleft above where it emerged, the swelling shaft causing a small drift of fat in my mons as it spread upwards. The curve widened, her burgeoning member looking more like a club than penis until, with a feeling like trying to spread fingers in dough, a second cock split off from her first. The sensation was like trying to spread constrained fingers as my body complied with my words and a second clit-dick split off from the bottom of my first.
Stepping off the stoop onto the sidewalk felt like a huge accomplishment in and of itself for Kat. Looking back, she had always settled on things, letting them wash over her. Kat could swear she saw Mike's arms and shoulder straining against the jacket's sleeves in a way they had not since college. On the same wavelength, Mike thought Kat's plump ass looked amazing in the tights he had bought her. It also seemed like the magic clothing had, in toning her up, moved the majority of the fat in her body to her ass and hips, with a little bit for her face and lips. "I never realized how strong you made me feel." Kat said as she squeezed Mike's hand.
Pouring a little more cream over him so that it would run down his shaft with the flow of pre-cum, she got up and went back to the bedroom. That's where we usually end up when rope's involved." She slid along part of his length, coaxing a groan and another gout of pre-cum out of him "Or there's also more physical torture, like this." She continued to rub against him, her anus sliding over his tortured blood vessels. It felt like his pre-cum was flowing constantly now, as if the overwhelming pleasure had made him spring a leak. The contact was like a bolt of lightning and Clive's balls clenched as they pumped a huge gout of pre-cum out of his impossible manhood.
Each time she had tried reset their shared reality, to fix the errors in her suggestions that led to overwhelming climaxes, they ended up pushing the limits of their bodies in totally different ways. Ami could feel herself sinking into the moment, her grasp on the real world slipping as she stripped down and let the transformation cascade over her body. The therapist turned towering intersexed demi-goddess could feel her body expanding, becoming more powerful, as if she somehow was siphoning off more of her pet's reality bending powers. The changes to her own body, alterations to both handle and crave over-sized stimulation, were inextricably linked to the life she had crafted for them and she did not feel like rebuilding all of that.
"Oh I think she does, my freckled friend," Yvette said to Aya before turning her attention to Kelly. The ghost raised her arm, her hand clipping Aya's bust before coming to rest on Kelly's flat chest. The contact was even more intense, causing Aya to lose her sense of reality for a moment as Yvette made her other nipple grow to match the first. Already mind bendingly large, Yvette's influence was pushing Aya's body to grow even more. Though it was to be expected, the woman gasping and moaning from her growth might have had the same iced latte complexion, the same sparking green eyes but, Aya was not the mind in the body anymore.
The tightness around his chest said bandages were trying to keep his ribs in place and the swordsman could feel neither his right arm nor anything below his waist. She had short, dark hair that hung over one eye, further accentuating the pulsating light as it danced over skin that was a shade darker than the bronze of Guild pennies. How am I ever going to adventure like this?" he asked as he put his hands on his chest as he turned to face the pair of women. "Like what you see there, newbie?" Za'lin's voice pulled focus to her face. When it did not seem like Ta'lyt was growing any larger, her attention turned to the ridge underneath as she tried to fit more of the cock in her mouth.
Zynn wasn't sure what to expect, but, sure enough, the level of the milk went down and the phallus began to expand. The extraordinarily busty goblin gripped the milk-slick shaft with plump calves and thighs as she lowered herself towards the tip. Somehow, her body seemed to rearrange to accommodate the intrusion and in what felt like no time at all, her knees were on the floor and the entire three foot dong was inside her as she leaned against her nook. In the time it had taken to take stock of her new body, the pleasing feeling of being full had faded and a considerably smaller toy fell between her feet with a wet splat.
He climbed out of the press of people and tried to catch his breath in the back corner of the room. Oscar went to thank her but she was already conversing with a couple standing near the other corner. The bag itself contained a shirt for a show he liked, it was even in his size, as well as a couple volumes of a manga he had been meaning to pick up and a card with some kanji written on it. Oscar tucked the card in his pocket and thanked her for the answers before heading back into the crowd. He let out a sigh and turned to wait for the seven floors to pass, only to realized he wasn't the only one in the elevator.
"You really think that?" She gestured at her body, sweater and skirt tight against huge boobs and wide curves under an open lab coat. She gripped her desk with hands that were growing larger and more paw-like by second. She felt more than heard a grinding as her skeleton began to grow to accept all the new bulk. As her muscles grew and her frame lengthened and her body tightened, she felt a pressure building between her legs. With her arms crossed on the desk, it looked like she was holding on for dear life as a severe overdose of the formula wreaked havoc on her body. With each pulse of her racing heart it felt like every inch of her expanded as fire surged through her veins.
She had come down a little bit but, it was starting to seem like her being ten feet tall and hyper muscled was going to be the new norm. The woman's animal legs made her shift back and forth as she walked, causing her ample busts to wobble and sway in a way Claudette was unable to stop watching. Tiffany gasped and stepped forward to stop her, but Claudette's tail moved quickly to hold her in place. It was not until the smell of cum washed over Claudette that she realized Tiffany had grown quite a lot of boob and an equine hard-on that would likely still stuff her ass full. "Now for the surprise," Tiffany said as two feet of horse cock steadily entered Claudette.
"I want you to think about being hard, feel the blood pumping into your penis." She made an effort to not connect with the words she was speaking, but could almost feel his theoretically massive cock throbbing larger in her hands. "You will subtract two." Ami hated commanding her hypnotized patients without setting ground rules ahead of time, but sometimes a hard touch was needed. Now, I want you to visualize your penis, feel it getting hard as blood flows in. Feel those things in your hands as your balls swell larger against your fingers." "I want you to put your hand around your penis, Doug." "I want you to think about your body, Doug.
"No matter how many time we do this, that is never not going to feel amazing." Vira said between gasps as she traced a circle on the inside of Niox's thigh. When Vira turned to convey what had been said, Niox had already pulled tights out of her trunk and was slipping into them. Thinking about it as she pulled a tunic over her head, Vira realized with a start that the only reason she had remained on the front lines was to be with Niox. As Vira grew in skill and faith, she began to execute battle plans around the cleric's spells, demonstrating respect in a way no words could convey.
Until now, the layer of paint had felt more like a gauzy outfit than a second skin. Sitting at her mirror, she began to paint her arm with what she figured the tattoos looked like under Kylbyi's outfit. With the intricate lines finished, her arms itched as scales began to grow in, forming navy blue gauntlets up to her elbow. Her new prehensile appendage joined in to the painting session, scooping up the blue liquid and tracing lines over her face as her fingers began to pinch her nipples. It felt like an inch of length was added for every beat of her heart as it stood more and more erect until the glans was smacking into the underside of her tits spreading sticky fluid over her soft flesh.
While her mistress had naught but scales on her legs, her elf wore gray hose that fit like second skin and soft brown boots. As a portion of Kinera's power flowed into the elf through the collar, the once slim and delicate looking Archmage of Avendale was transformed into a perfect fusion of raw sexual presence and physical prowess. After a moment, the lip-like openings began to drool and a long pointed tongue snaked out from her left tit. He deposited his other conquest into the corrupted elf's right tit-mouth, stuffing the lesser demoness whole into a mass of flesh larger than she as her own transformation began to claim her fractured sanity.
The woman's hand found Ellena's knee among the tangle of bedding. She pulled her hand out of the sheets and shifted herself to envelop Ellena's face in twin walls of strained flesh with a passionate hug. "And what would that be, Phillip?" The woman said with a moan as they broke contact, pulling Ellena's attention to her. "I'm feeling generous and you were great last night." Ellena said before starting to kiss down the woman's neck. Ellena?—getting fucked by Krystal in his body, getting to feel what it was like to be him, he started to breathe heavily. Instead, you let your cock talk, got angry, and looked like a right asshole in front of all those people."
While away from screen, she missed that her avatar had gotten a bit bustier and the game was loading stage one by time she got back. The second time through, she got to a screen with so many enemies that the game started to lag a little. Again she got up after applying her level up points and missed the changes to her avatar's bustline caused by picking HP seven times. The game makes you change." When Kelly just rolled her eyes, June pulled her over to sit on the edge of the bed. Kelly hit start and the game opened the new character screen. Not even looking at what the selections would change about her stats, Kelly split the twelve points between her hips, shoulders, and waist then hit accept.