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Hmm.. someone told me that there are cats on this pic.. I can't really tell what's there.. But he said to post those cats. Okay.. I think I need to do it

[mindsnmanners]

Catwoman and Black Cat trying to steal from Tara?

Silently, the two women slipped into the apartment. Both were dressed in tight, dark costumes, and both of their costumes reflected their owner’s catlike natures and personalities. Catwoman and Black Cat had both teamed up for this job, deciding that it was too risky to do on their own, but also definitely worth the reward if they pulled it off. They were stealing from the most powerful supervillain in the world. Luckily, Tara rarely seemed to be home, so there was a pretty good chance that they could get in and out without any danger. But if she was home, they were likely going to end up like all of those super sluts on tv…

Shuddering slightly, Black Cat crept through several rooms of Tara’s apartment, grabbing electronics that seemed worthwhile to her skillful eye, while Catwoman took pieces of art and jewelry. Both women were slightly disappointed with their haul; who would have thought that Tara wouldn’t bother with luxurious items worth stealing? The two women continued prowling around, before meeting up outside what must be Tara’s bedroom. Black Cat slowly pushed the door open, with Catwoman right behind her, when suddenly all of the lights in the apartment flicked on. Before either of the thieving ladies could move, a woman swayed into their field of view, and she was topless…

Tara sighed in frustration as the two cat-thieves slid to their knees and began to drool at the sight of her tits. Tara just wanted to get some sleep, but now she had to deal with these two idiots before she could finally rest. She eyed both of them critically as they drooled over their tight and revealing suits, before pulling them both into her impressive cleavage.

“Look at these two cute kittens, trying to steal from poor old me. What a silly decision, you two. Fortunately, I’m here to remind you both of who you really are. From now on, neither of you will be stealing anything. You can beg and plead and seduce your way to free things, but stealing is just too scary for your delicate little hearts. Now, for starters, let’s talk about your relationship. Both of you are wildly attracted to one another, to the extent that you both masturbate frequently every day to the idea of touching, licking, fucking, and groping each other. Black Cat, your slutty little pussy loves the idea of being in charge of cute little Catwoman. And Catwoman, you are so very turned on by the idea of being submissive to Black Cat. But there’s a problem, isn’t there sweethearts? You’re both just so very shy and self-conscious, you’ll both always be very unsure of yourselves as you fuck each other, so both of you will never be satisfied. Which means you’ll both always be trying to truly fuck, seeing as your pussies will always be demanding more and more, so I suppose your poor little brains are going to be very busy thinking about sex all day long.”

Both of the drooling women moaned and gasped as their minds, and lives, shifted to match what Tara said. Black Cat thought about shoving Catwoman between her legs, commanding her to eat out her needy pussy, but just the thought made the busty woman blush brightly. Catwoman thought about kneeling obediently in front of Black Cat, and begging to be spanked and owned by her new mistress, but the arousing image in her head only turned her on even more while making her squirm with embarrassment. Both women helplessly fantasized about each other, making themselves hornier and hornier while getting more and more embarrassed and shy. Thoughts of stealing, cheating, and breaking the law in general were pushed out of their horny minds as they focused on fucking each other. Tara continued,

“Now, Black Cat. Let’s talk about those big, heavy, and sexy titties of yours. Both you and Catwoman are turned on by the fact that you have such big tits, especially since Catwoman is going to be three cups smaller from now on. But the main draw for the both of you is how milky your cans are. Ever since they grew, you’ve been producing milk constantly, filling up your titties quickly and heavily in a matter of minutes. Your titties are so milky, you have to quickly empty them every twenty minutes or so, which is very inconvenient for you. But, Catwoman here has a major kink for milky tits, and fantasizes desperately about suckling your full jugs. If she empties your tits for you, you will only need to be milked in the next forty minutes, so both of you desperately want Catwoman to be a good kitten and drink up your milk.” Black Cat gasped and arched her back, pushing her firm tits against Tara’s leg. Her boobs were filling rapidly with creamy milk, she could feel it, and already her thick and hard nipples were dribbling a little cream into her clingy top. Thoughts of relieving her deliciously aching jugs pressed into her mind, and she started panting with need as the desire to feed Catwoman her bounty rose in her mind. Catwoman also gasped and arched her back, as her impressive rack dwindled down into a below average size. Although her boobs were still attractive and perky, she blushed in aroused shame as she realized how small they were in comparison to Black Cat’s hefty milk jugs. She licked her plump lips needily as she pictured suckling on Black Cat’s milky teat, and began wriggling in arousal, rubbing her slick thighs together helplessly. Tara smirked, then pushed both of the slutty ex-thieves away from her huge bust, then continued to wrap things up.

“And let’s not forget Black Cat’s little obsession. Catwoman may be fixated on suckling from plump teats, but Black Cat lives for licking up a nice and wet pussy. You crave eating out women constantly, making them cum hard with just your lips and tongue. And when they cum, you cum. Oh, wait, what a coincidence! Catwoman here has a very wet and sensitive little pussy, in fact, she cums embarrassingly quick from any physical attention down there. Plus, she’s got quite the plump and lovely twat. So it seems both of you are obsessed with one another now, if only you could each get over your own shyness, you could really please each other…” Tara laughed as she easily hoisted both wriggling and blushing sluts, then tossed them out into the hallway. Catwoman squirmed and writhed as her sensitive little pussy seemed to pulse against the skintight crotch of her uniform, and felt it swell slightly as she developed a beautifully plump and slutty snatch. Black Cat noticed Catwoman’s delicious looking cunt press against her uniform, and blushed in arousal. Both women looked at each other needily, shyly staring at each other’s slick curves. Catwoman was the first to speak.

“So… Um, I know your… Boobs… Are very full? I was wondering… I mean, maybe could I, you know… Help? With my mouth?” She blushed brightly, as she lightly stroked herself and had a small orgasm. Black Cat blinked and nodded quietly, then pulled her top down slowly, letting her impressive milky chest bounce out. Catwoman blushed harder and shyly cupped her own, smaller chest, and Black Cat grinned mockingly for a moment before quickly covering up the embarrassing expression. Catwoman hesitantly slid over, then gently touched one of the full and heaving jugs in front of her. Black Cat groaned and looked away shyly, then tried to assert herself.

“Hey, you ah, slut. Suck on my tits, ah, please?” Both women whimpered in arousal, and Catwoman meekly opened her mouth before placing it over Black Cat’s erect and leaking nipple. At the taste of the heavenly milk, Catwoman groaned and began needily suckling like her life depended on it. Black Cat sighed dreamily and gently pushed the other woman’s head into her breast more, and both of them squirmed and squealed quietly in arousal. They could only enjoy it for so long, before Catwoman pulled away in embarrassment, ashamed of her slutty behavior and eternal need. Black Cat continued panting, then meekly milked her other full tit, and Catwoman pitifully stroked her smaller chest as she watched the delicious milk trickle down Black Cat’s costume. Black Cat finished up, then looked over at her fellow slut, hungrily staring at the slick treasure between Catwoman’s thighs. Both women sat there for a moment, too shy to say anything, until Catwoman stood and sinuously began stripping. Black Cat smiled and began directing her gently, enjoying her weak control over the other woman, and Catwoman soon stood naked and dripping with arousal. Suddenly, Black Cat lunged forward and buried her face in Catwoman’s needy pussy, and they both fell to the floor in orgasm after orgasm as Catwoman’s easy cunny fueled both of their climaxes. Soon, Black Cat had to pull away in meek embarrassment though, and both of the women quietly cleaned themselves up and got dressed, then shyly walked out together. They both just held hands, even though they both wanted so very much more from their slutty counterparts. Tara smiled down at them from her balcony, then went to bed.

Yay the end! It was hard to write about two girls being changed so I hope it turned out good!

[mindsnmanners]

Great stories on your tumblr, you have great skill at stories. I got a kinky request for you. I’m from a bi-racial family with a black mom, Lee, and a really pale little sister, Mary-Anne (she’s basically white). Mary-Anne is super conservative and religious, and also tries really hard to adopt mom’s Island culture (guess compensating for skin, who knows). What I’d love to see is Mary-Anne’s strong desire to adhere to mom’s culture twisted and morphed into perversion and both of them giving me a dual footjob. Maybe they could even be transformed from conservative dress/talking/etc into G-String wearing stripper-whores who talk filthy. Mary-Anne is in her 20s, tall and has long slim size 10 feet. Lee is in her 40s, short and has meaty pudgy size 8 feet.

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“I’m so happy we’re finally all under the same roof at the same time!”, your mom beams. She ruffles your hair and makes a final check on the jerk chicken. “I haven’t cooked this in forever, but I know it’s your favorite,” she says to Mary-Anne, her Caribbean-accented English making the words sound exotic.

“It is, Mom. Thank you so much,” Mary-Anne smiles at her and stretches her long, slim bare feet out under the table, feeling the cold file on her soles. You fight the urge to look. After she finished college, your sister became obsessed with Mom’s culture. She doesn’t visit often, but when she does, she never wears shoes or socks inside the house. Sometimes she wears dresses, which she’s always hated. But your mom appreciates it, and despite being ultra-Conservative, Mary-Anne recognizes that it’s important to preserve a culture that Mom doesn’t see represented outside of her home, a culture she grew up with and loves.

You reach for a piece of bread, but Mary-Anne smacks your hand and glares at you. “We’re saying GRACE!”, she barks. Her voice sounds a little like Lee’s. For some reason, it really annoys you when she tries to mimic your mom’s accent, even though you know her reasons for it are well-intended. 

“Bless us, O Lord, and these, Thy gifts, which we…”  Mary-Anne drones on, the large Catholic cross she wears bouncing a little on her chest as she breathes. She’s a complete pain in the ass, but she’s your sister, and you love her. She finally finishes, and you resume attacking the piece of bread. It’s homemade–of course. 

“This is incredible, Mom. Thank you so much.”

“Of course, sweetie,” Lee says in her wonderful accent. “So glad you like. What have you been up to this week?”

“Well, I found something online that promised to change my life.”

“Oh? That’s great! What is it?”, your mom says, nibbling her chicken.

“It’s a vial from HypnoTransform Industries. Some from Tumblr told me about it.”

Mary-Anne looks disgusted. “What, like….hypnosis…and transformation? That sounds perverted. What does your perverted vial do?”

“Well, if it worked, you’ll see in a minute.”

“What?”, your sister sputters, confused. Her bare feet swing enticingly.

“I added it to the chicken when Mom was in the bathroom about an hour ago. That’s why I’ve been sticking to the sides,” you say, grabbing another piece of bread.

“I…don’t understand?  You added something to my recipe?”, your mom gasps. She’s holding her head, rubbing her temples lightly. “I feel a little…funny…”

“What the heck did you do?”, yells Mary-Anne. She used to swear like a sailor until she found God, and  it’s difficult for her even now to not relapse, but she tries hard to limit herself to “heck” and “darn.”  Like your mom, her fingers begin to massage her scalp. “My…head…hurts…” “I made my fantasy come true, Mary-Anne,” you say quietly. “You’ve been trying so hard to be like Mom, so I thought YOU should be a filthy Island stripperwhore too.”

Both women gasp. “What the fuck yuh just say? Mi nuh a whore!”, Lee snaps. Her eyes go wide as she gets out of her chair and bends over you, her full tits in your face, as she tries to undo your pants. “What? Mi sound like a fuckin’ sketel!  Wah wrong wid me?”, she moans as she pulls your dick out. “ Holy shit!”, Lee yells, her mouth watering. “Mi had no idea yuh did suh thick!”  She drags you by the arm to her bed and throws you down. “Lift yuh legs fi mi,” she says panting, her fat ass wobbling up and down. “Yuh a guh paint mi fuckin’ feet WHITE!”

“Oh my GOD, Mom, stop!”, Mary-Anne bellows as she bursts into the room, not even caring that she took the Lord’s name in vain. “What’s WRONG with you!”  She tries to pull Lee off the bed, and it looks like she’ll win–your mom is pretty short, and Mary-Anne’s taller even than you. “Get di fuck off mi, yuh slut!”, Lee hollers. “Mi birthed dis big hood god!  Dat cock MINE!”  Her pudgy bare feet start to massage your crotch.

“How…how are…how DARE you try to take MY dick, yuh old bitch?”, your sister yells. “Yuh kno ow haad it to be churchy an shit? Mi nuh been fucked inna ages!” Her hands clamps over her mouth. “Oh shit,” she whispers. She lets Lee go–but slides next to her on the bed.

“Wah yuh doin?”, Lee asks, annoyed. Her feet knead your thickening cock as you moan.

“Mi a yuh dawta,” Mary-Anne grunts, pushing one of Lee’s feet aside. She slides her own Size 10 sole up and down your cock. “Yuh teach mi to fuckin’ share! Eff wi a guh duh dis, wi dun it togetha!”

Your cock is huge, throbbing, being rubbed by your mom on one side and your sister on the other. “Yuh like dat, baby? Yuh like turnin’ yuh fambly inna yuh own personal fuckin’ footwhores?”, Lee growls. Her hands find Mary-Anne’s tits. She kisses your sister hard, squeezing her boobs gently. Her foot pumps your dick even harder. “Mi suh fuckin’ wet honey,” your sister screams, groping your mom’s big butt. Her foot rubs faster, and you know you’re going to blow any second. “Yuh make be such a horny BITCH!”

Your new life is everything you could want.

[mindsnmanners]

I'm a ftm who has had a crush on his best friend for a while. She knows this but she's in a relationship already so she's not interested. I've been having fantasies about her and her genderfluid partner domming and humiliating me. I'd love it to have something to do with mind control or intelligence loss.

Sure, she has a partner - but sounds like what she needs is a pet. Next time you see her, she’ll have a collar and leash all picked out for you. Put it on and she’ll lead you home and start training you. You’ll be humping her leg for her in no time. And when her partner comes over, they’ll let you tease yourself at the foot of the bed while they fuck each other, and when they’re done you’ll clean them off with your tongue like a good boy.

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6'8", pudgy 34yo male. One night I take a quick shortcut across an alley while walking my siberian husky, and meet two women, one of whom sticks me and I start falling. As I pass out, the other whispers that her Mistress has special plans and the perfect buyer for me... and my dog. what happens when I wake up? Animal transformations for me and humanizing transformations for the dog? Combination of both into one creature? Feminization?

You wake up to find you’re unable to talk, only to growl and whimper and bark. Looking down at your body, you’re shocked to realize that you’re a whole lot smaller… and you have furry legs with fluffy paws, and a tail, just like your husky. The rest of you is still human (except for, as you’ll soon discover, your tongue and nose), including your cock. Which is suddenly very needy.You’re trying ineffectually to rub your cock with your doggy paws when in walks what became of your pet. Though now you recognize him instinctually as your owner. He is mostly human, though he retains his doggy ears, as well as some fuzzy on his torso, and a sheathed dog cock. Using a gentle, calming voice, he gets you to roll onto your back and then, petting your belly, he starts to jerk you off. You whimper as you cum on your chest, your hind leg twitching.This is the start of your new life. You’re his pet, and he’ll take care of you and take you on walks. And when you go into heat and need to be masturbated, he’ll be there to take care of that too. All he expects in return is your love and affection, and, of course, for you to take his doggy cock in your mouth and ass on a regular basis.

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Flipping The Coin To Even The Playing Field

Suzy glared at her friend as she rolled the thick golden coin across her knuckles. It wasn’t fair that Kelly got everything! Big perfect tits, a cute little bubble butt, and she had the sweetest boyfriend in the state. Suzy knew it was shallow of her to be so envious of her lifelong friend, but she couldn’t help it. Luckily for her, some girl named Tess had offered to lend her a real-life magic coin. All she had to do was say the change she wanted out loud, and the coin would answer depending on how it landed. Suzy didn’t want to change herself, though. Just her perfect friend. She readied the coin, still staring at her friend, and whispered, “I want Kelly to totally lose those big perfect tits of hers, and forget having them.” Then she flipped.

The coin landed on heads.

Suzy watched with glee as her friend obliviously continued looking at her phone, even as her previously impressive bust dwindled and shrank until she had the flattest chest Suzy had ever seen. Kelly didn’t think anything was off, because the coin had changed her whole life for her. Now Kelly had never had boobs, just two cute little nipples on her fit chest. She was actually secretly envious of her friend Suzy’s C cup rack, and was considering getting breast implants.

Suzy couldn’t help but giggle at her newly flatchested friend, but luckily Kelly didn’t seem to hear her. Now Suzy was the busty one! She practically dragged Kelly out of her seat, pretending to want to go for a quick walk, but in reality she just wanted a good view of Kelly’s cutely round butt. As they walked, Suzy casually flipped the coin, whispering as quietly as she could so Kelly wouldn’t hear, “I want Kelly’s butt to become totally flat and unattractive, and I don’t want her to notice this either.” She flipped the heavy gold coin, watching it slowly fall to her hand.

The coin landed on tails.

Suzy hissed in frustration, then looked quickly at her friend’s ass to see what would happen. She almost stopped in her tracks at the amazing sight. Her friend’s cute little bubble butt had gained some mass, and was now a deliciously tight looking peach-shaped booty. It swayed perfectly with her delightfully wide and round hips, and juicy thighs supported it hypnotically with every swishing step. The coin had given Kelly an almost supernaturally perfect ass, and even straight as a ruler Suzy was finding herself aroused at her friend’s amazing new body. Kelly noticed her stare, but only smiled to herself. She was used to all the attention her perfect ass gave her, and she enjoyed it quite a bit.

Suzy managed to stop staring eventually, and glared accusingly at the coin in her palm. It only twinkled slightly in response, and she grunted grumpily. Sighing, she readied it again, hoping for more positive results this time. “I want Kelly’s perfect, gentle boyfriend, to totally disappear from her memory, and for him to leave her life for good, to be replaced by someone the complete opposite.” She whispered, then widened her eyes and hastily added, “but no matter what they won’t be abusive or anything.” Then she flipped.

The coin landed on heads.

Suzy smiled excitedly, but looked around in confusion when she heard someone calling her friend’s name. A woman was walking towards them, smiling widely with a lushly red and perfect mouth. Her whole body was perfect, really. She had an impressive rack, wide hips, and legs for miles, and she dressed perfectly to accentuate her long blonde hair. Suzy dimly realized that Kelly’s boyfriend had been a short brunette, and that this woman had appeared just after the coin flip- Kelly and the stranger embraced and kissed heavily, with the other woman blatantly groping her round ass and whispering what sounded like “How’s my favorite big booty bitch doing?” into Kelly’s ear. Suzy expected Kelly to slap the woman away, but instead she smiled happily and wiggled her butt against the woman’s hands, then proudly said “I’m doing good Mistress!” Suzy dully sat on a nearby bench, distantly recalling a conversation where Kelly had explained how her boyfriend was a pretty “submissive” guy. Suzy only stared enviously at her perfect friend, with her perfect boyfriend, and forgot about the magic coin she had dropped on the sidewalk.

Yay I made one up! This one was fun cuz I had two versions of changes in my head, for both ways the coin could land when I flipped it. Like if everything went the other way around, Kelly’s boobies would have grown, her butt would have gotten somehow magically forgettable, and she would have gotten like three perfect boyfriends instead of just one. I hope you guys like it! If you want you can ask for more coin stories like this one, they can be about anybody with any kind of change.

[mindsnmanners]

Revenge on my lazy housemate who does little to clean up and look after the house! First flip: Heads, He gets a complete sex change into a woman. Tails, he changes most of the way, but his dick shrinks down to only an inch. Second flip: Heads, his tits swell up to the size of fat beachballs and begin leaking milk. Tails, his entire body puts on a good 300 lbs, with a focus on his tits, ass/hips/thighs, but a SBBW. Third Flip: He becomes pregnant, at least 8 months. Tails, his mind turns to bimbo

With a grimace, you finish wiping down your dining room table. Shooting a meaningful glare over at your lazy housemate, who was obliviously slouching on the couch, you begin putting away your cleaning supplies. You were getting more and more frustrated with him. He simply refused to help out around the house, and spent all of his time at home laying around and forcing you to pick up his slack. As you tucked away the last bottle of cleaning solution, you noticed a golden shimmer on the clean but plain table. Whirling around in sudden frustration, expecting to find some unnoticed piece of trash from your slob housemate, you instead gasped in surprise. Glimmering on the table was an unmistakable golden coin. You hurriedly snatch it, making sure to check and see if your housemate noticed your odd behavior, and sighing in relief at the sight of him sleeping on the couch. Almost immediately though, your relief became eager plotting, as you gleefully planned out how you would use the coin to get back at your lazy jerk of a housemate. Your eyes were drawn to movement on the couch, as he sleepily adjusted an admittedly impressive and obvious bulge in his sweatpants. With a grin, you decided on your first flip.

“My housemate will either transform totally into a woman, or, he will still become a woman but retain a one-inch dick.” You flip.

The coin landed on tails.

You giggle cruelly and watch with glee as the figure on the couch shifts and changes. The impressive outline in the crotch of his sweats begins to dwindle slowly, the impression shrinking as the parts below it begin to lose their once proud size. You snicker as his manhood swiftly gets too small to even dent his pants, and you then continue to laugh as the rest of his body begins to morph. His whole frame contracts and thins out, as he becomes dainty and short. His hands and feet become delicate and soft, and bright blooms of color appear across all of the nails. His waist curves in sweetly, highlighting his round hips as they swell out. His hair explodes outwards into a beautiful long mane, and his facial features shift and pop into that of a sweet girl next door, although his lips are a bit too plush to inspire anything but dirty thoughts. You decide to stop thinking of him as a he anymore once her chest starts swelling, dragging her shirt up to expose a cute little flat tummy as she develops two round handfuls of boob. You appreciatively eye the two hard nipples denting her shirt, and gauge her chest at a nice C-cup. You giggle again as you imagine her trying to jerk her teeny cock, then ready the coin again.

“She will either gain huge milky tits, or, 300 pounds of fat distributed across her ridiculously.” You flip.

The coin lands on heads.

You watch happily as the two modest but sexy tits under her shirt begin to swell once again. Her shirt slowly grows along with them, remaining taut even as her boobs grow and grow. The swell inevitably past cup size after cup size, and you laugh as she becomes more and more ridiculously top heavy. Soon, she’s sporting two huge and round watermelon-sized jugs, jiggling slightly with each breath as she continues to sleep peacefully. The cute little nipples you noticed poking into her top begin changing now, too, so you watch as they fatten considerably even as they extend further into her shirt, giving her two fat teats to poke helplessly into her top. You snicker again at the sight, then you’re forced to bite your lip in order to stop yourself from waking her with the loud laughter bubbling up inside you. Her nipples are leaking. Tiny dark circles appear, highlighting the thumb-sized knobs on her chest, then they spread wider and wider as more milk leaks from her huge udders. You figure the coin has made her an almost supernaturally productive milk-maker, which will be quite a challenge for her to keep up with considering the pure size of her milky bust. You ready the coin for your final flip, and smile widely at your wonderful luck.

“My housemate will either become eight months pregnant instantly, or, she will become a very very stupid bimbo.” You flip.

The coin lands on tails.

You watch as her hair shifts to a platinum blonde, and slutty makeup appears across her face. Her clothes tighten and brighten, becoming a skintight pink tube top and a pair of pink leggings that show off her dainty legs and the tiny bump of her cock between her legs. She shifts slightly, her basketball-sized milky tits jiggling heavily, and the aching fullness of her jugs appears to wake her up. She opens her eyes widely, blinking slowly and somehow broadcasting just how stupid she really was now. She pouts cutely, then struggles up into a sitting position, her fat tits weighing her down considerably. She cups and hefts them, then giggles vapidly.

“Umm, looks like, uh, I gotta go milk my titties again!” She bounces up, stupidly moving quickly as her heavy jugs surge ponderously in her top. One of her nipples pop out, dribbling white cream onto her top, and she mindlessly caresses it as she walks to the sink. You watch in utter glee as your stupid and slutty milk-whore of a housemate cheerfully empties her giant tits into the sink, stupidly humping her wide hips against it. It takes her a while to finish milking herself, but you enjoy the whole show. Once she finishes, she struggles her fat boobs into her minuscule top before turning to you. You notice her hard little cock poking into her tights. Apparently milking herself really turned her on. You happily note that her wide hips make her minuscule manhood look even smaller. She notices you staring and blushes self consciously.

“Umm, can I like, go watch some porn and get off please?”, she pleads sweetly with you.

You smirk and shake your head.

“Not until you vacuum the house, dummy.”

She blushes but agrees happily enough. You watch in awe as she cleans the house expertly, surprised to find yourself more impressed with her actually cleaning than the rest of the coin’s magic. As you watch her jiggle her way around, you forget about the coin easily, which is fine, since it was already gone.

Yay the end! I decided to try and do one that had some futa-sorta stuff, or at least had some cock change stuff, so I hope you like it!

[mindsnmanners]

Evening! I love your writing, thank you so much for sharing it with us! How about something with Jenny stuck in traffic? Nothing makes people yell mean stuff quite like being stuck in traffic.

Jenny growled adorably as her car moved barely an inch in the long traffic chain. She’d been stuck in the line for miles now and simply wanted to go home. She was so close to her exit, she could see it from her car! She’d been able to see it, in fact, for the last half an hour. To top it off, the weather was perfectly awful, no wind and record breaking heat. Jenny was dressed in a simple tube top and bootyshorts combo, but even those were uncomfortably hot today. And not in the good way! The thin strip of fabric encircling her titanic titties was nearly entirely soaked through with sweat, and if her nipples weren’t mashed into her steering wheel, they would have been easily visible through the now-translucent material. Her bottoms weren’t as drenched, at least by sweat, but her poor pussy and ass were demanding attention, and Jenny was nearly helpless to relieve them! She wouldn’t have even gotten into her car today if she hadn’t unwittingly switched driving talents with an upcoming race car driver, since before that she was just a little too dumb to really go far. The ex-racer was now a curvy flag waver who got off on the sounds of engines, but that barely comforted poor Jenny, who struggled to remember which reality was now real anyways.

Basically, Jenny was stuck and grumpy.

As she sat in her humid little car, pouting and working her weak little brain as hard as she could to figure out a way to get off while sitting there, she noticed somebody staring at her in the next lane over. Not one for sneakiness or subtlety, Jenny turned her beautiful blonde head and looked them straight in the eye, her mouth slightly open in a cutely stupid way. The other person, an attractive young college girl with a trim figure and rich brown hair, flushed and looked away quickly. The college girl, Tammy, had found herself unintentionally admiring the ridiculously stacked figure of the woman in the neighboring car, out of sheer incredulity at the plump pair of jugs the woman possessed. Now though, she was mortified at being caught. Working up her courage, she turned back to the blonde, waving nervously before shouting a sincere “I’m sorry!” through her open car window to the bimbo’s ears.

Jenny frowned, confused and with mounting irritation. Sorry? What was the girl sorry for?

Seeing her confusion, Tammy attempted to elaborate. “For staring, I mean.” she called.

Jenny blinked vapidly for a few seconds, then slid her ponderous rack off her steering wheel as she turned to face the other woman.

Tammy flushed at the jiggling view, then turned away discreetly, just wanting to end the interaction by that point.

Jenny frowned deeper. “What, now you don’t wanna like, look at my boobies? Is it cuz I noticed you? Are you like one of those lawyer people or whatever, like the people who get all fucky watching other people do sexy stuff? You must be a huge one!”

Tammy blinked, then flushed deeper, as her nipples sprang to attention and her pussy soaked itself in eager lust. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, trying to sneak peeks at the hot piece of ass in the car next to her. She was actually enjoying this traffic jam now, since it gave her plenty of time to ogle the busty and obviously slutty blonde chick next to her. Biting her lower lip, she snuck a hand down into her panties, slowly starting to finger herself as discreetly as possible. She loved fucking herself where she shouldn’t be, where no one knew, and she never could help herself anyways whenever she saw something remotely sexy. Tammy’s new life revolved around trying to catch strangers in sexy situations, and then fucking herself silly to the view. Sometimes she could control herself and wait until she was somewhere safe, but usually she was forced to duck into a nearby hiding place like a bathroom or a closet, her demanding libido driving her to desperately get off as quickly as possible. In her previous reality she had gotten laid a few times, but in her new life she was more than content to simply watch and finger herself, so she’d never pursued more. New memories filtered in, of fucking herself in the department store bathroom after watching a lushly curved woman bend over, of hiding in her friend’s closet after watching her put on a bra, of fingering herself under her towel at the pool because of all the hot guys flexing and swimming…

Jenny noticed Tammy’s face betray her new motivations and current activities, but she simply huffed (setting her huge tits quivering) then turned back to her wheel as the cars ahead of her moved forwards finally at a significant distance. Jenny smoothly slid forwards, oblivious to her ridiculous new stolen driving talent, then stopped hurriedly when the car in front of her jerked to a halt. Stupidly furious, Jenny glared adorably at the car in front of her, an expensive looking open topped sports car driven by a blonde whose features were beautiful enough to notice even from Jenny’s poor view.

Jenny growled. “You stupid lady! You’re just like, a rich person, I bet you’re just like me even if you think you’re different! Except you’re like, just a money slut, and you’re probably all fake and dumb! Ugh!”

The woman in the car, Beatrice, blinked and shifted in her seat as her reality warped. The first thing to change was her mind. Previously she had been a neat-genius when it came to numbers and funds, already a millionaire at thirty, but now she barely had enough IQ to understand the difference between 1 and 2. These days she just fucked sexy big money people, who were sexy because they had money, and earned her living that way. If somebody told her something was expensive, and it was suitably shiny or slutty, she would suck and fuck her way to getting it. Nothing made her wetter than expensive stuff or hard cash, not even like, cocks or boobies (although she cheerfully still fucked almost anything that moved, and plenty of things that didn’t move, as well). Next, her physical changes swept over her. Her firm and round butt, primly seated in her hot leather seat, suddenly surged her forwards as it swelled eagerly with the new addition of the implants she’d greedily had stuffed in there, in order to “get more guys to like, totally fuck my sexy butt!”, as she’d told her surgeon. And it had worked, as her newly big heart shaped booty had earned her nearly as much anal as she wanted, which was several times a day. Her dress, already struggling to fit her newly rounded butt, shrank even tighter against it, shortening itself in order to help her show off her thong (which was so expensive it still turned her on just thinking about it). Her dress struggled in the bust area as well, as Beatrice’s already pleasantly large DD cups quickly changed into fakely round and huge JJ cups. Her nipples were sticking out like a couple of aching thumbs, so she cheerfully wriggled her huge fakies against her steering wheel in order to rub her happy nips on the authentic leather surface. The combination of her expensively fake ass and tits was usually enough to push her over the edge of orgasm each time she considered them, which was often since she put them to good use very frequently. Her ludicrously pricey dress artfully struggled to contain her heaving chest and swollen butt, and she loved it. Loved the feeling of sexy money squeezing her sexy titties and ass tight for everyone to see. She carefully extended a manicured hand to her artificially puffed lips, suckling it just as lovingly as she would a sexy cock, while her other hand simply actresses the wad of bills she clenched between her supple thighs. She came rapidly and consecutively, like a machine gun, and she cheerfully broadcasted her simple-minded pleasure with loud squeaks and moans.

Jenny cutely snorted at the slutty lady ahead of her. Cumming wasn’t safe when you were driving! She sadly patted her poor wet pussy through her shorts, smiling at the surge of pleasure that the pressure inspired (which rivaled most women’s orgasms). She idly glanced over at the pervert girl next to her, and giggled at the sight, as Tammy was very obviously working her way to an enormous orgasm, clearly pinching her nipples through her top as she moved her other arm fiercely in her lap.

“What a perv. I bet she like, cums super easy cuz she gets turned on so easy. Especially for big boobies!” Jenny giggled at the word boobies.

Tammy came three times in almost ten seconds. She loved and hated how easy she came, sometimes all it took was a glance at another girl’s round chest and she would find herself biting back her moans as she came in her panties right on the spot. Tits were just so sexy, the bigger the better. Her eyes rolled dreamily as another couple orgasms washed through her, and she happened to glance at the fat tits of the bimbo in the car next to her again. She came again, and then again. Tammy was in heaven, with both the fake bimbo and the all natural slut both within easy view. She couldn’t wait to get home and knock herself out with pleasure, once she really started cumming.

Jenny sighed in relief as she finally started moving. The traffic was clearing up ahead, she could finally go home. She sped up and expertly maneuvered around the money slut’s car, and happily babbled to herself as she zoomed home.

“Whoa, her boobies are huge! She must be super milky!”

A woman sighed in frustrated pleasure as her enormous jugs dribbled twin streams of cream down her shirt. She just needed to get home and tuck both teats in her mouth, empty herself out while watching something suitably lewd before her kids got home.l and she’d have to wait a while before milking her yummy tits again.

“Wow they’re a cute couple! They must fuck lots!”

The girl whimpered in need as one hand clutched at the wheel, the other skillfully jerking off her boyfriend in the seat next to her. He was describing how he was going to pound her needy ass, and she couldn’t wait.

“Aw look it’s cheerleaders! They’re so pretty! I bet they’re just like me when I was their age!”

The head cheerleader stomped her foot cutely, her perky tits bouncing firmly in her uniform. “Well if we aren’t allowed to fuck the whole football team after the game, then like why are we there?” One of the other girls groped her ass sweetly, then said, “Maybe we’re sposed to fuck both the teams?”

Jenny cheered as she reached her cute little house. Giggling happily, she kisses the sign hanging from her door that read “neighborhood booty call”. She skipped inside, relishing the bounce of her various assets, then plonked down on the couch. Flicking her tv on to the sexy channels, she relaxed happily with both hands on her tits. Traffic jams were the worst, but at least she was home!

The end! I love writing Jenny stuff, thanks for the request! Hope you liked it!

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Year of smut 313/365

Mary struggled to say something to her husband, struggled to explain. But with her head pressed up against what had become the center of her world (Tiana's huge chest) she couldn't muster much of any thought it activity. Even as he shouted at her, shocked and confused, Tiana pressed her head down harder and Mary's mind got fuzzier and fuzzier. In some ways it wasn't fair, for a PTA rival to use subliminal brainwashing to give Mary an utter fixation on breasts and then make her feel weak and inferior for her own small pair. To make her feel, in her soul, inferior and obsessed with Tiana and other well endowed woman. On the other hand, the raw euphoria Mary felt was she was smothered between two massive melons was far better than anything had ever felt before. Maybe it was her latent lesbianism, maybe it was the subliminals, but Mary hadnt thought about a man sexually in weeks, not even her husband. They didn't even have boobs, and as her sexuality was now entirely hooter focused, she had lost all interest in them. Her husband's anger didn't matter, not really, she thought as she began to lick and kiss the perfect juggs of a superior woman. Floating in this pleasureable haze, she'd much rather be Tiana's anyway. Tiana nodded at her, and she took a momentary break from her worship to explain that to him. He screamed, he yelled, but Mary barely recognized he was there as Tiana finally let her suck at the busty woman's perfect nipples. Tiana gave her a few simple orders: drop out of the PTA president race, sabotage her son's homework to help Tiana's daughter win valedictorian, spend her lawn and garden time on Tiana's property instead. Combined with her husband's storming out, Mary would ruin all the marks of suburban mom victory, handing the role of top Mom to Tiana; but Mary didn't care. She was inferior, Tiana deserved to be top mom, she had the tits for it...

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Year of smut 281/365

Trixie struck a cute pose, making a big, vacant smile. She didn't know why Charlotte was laughing, but she didn't know what was going on a lot these days. Trixie almost never knew what Charlotte was up to, but she really liked the other woman. She had only met her recently, when she'd been dating...huh, she couldn't remember the guys name, oh well...but that was how she'd met Charlotte. Charlotte was his ex or something? Trixie wasn't sure, she was almost never sure anymore, but Charlotte had been super duper supportive of her decision to take up stripping. In fact, had she suggested it? That night was so hard to remember. The night where she'd dumped the guy who's name she didn't know, decided to dye her hair blue, started going by Trixie instead of Bethany, and auditioned for her new job was so fuzzy. Oh well, didn't bother Trixie, nothing bothered Trixie anymore, and that was how she liked it.

The man put away his phone, and Charlotte started collecting the bills tucked into Trixie's stockings and g-string. At first, she'd been so silly and thought that was her money, but Charlotte had explained that she owed Charlotte for getting her the audition. Her payments were really adding up, though Trixie really didn't know how much, and Charlotte said it was still a lot more. Oh well, math is too hard! Charlotte was sending her to the champagne room, so she blew a kiss and hoped she got to fuck him.

Charlotte watched the girl who'd dared to try to take her boyfriend totter off to get pounded stupid, well stupider by some club patron. She loaded a fresh set of subliminals onto the former teacher's phone. Charlotte laughed as she decided that from now on, Trixie was gonna get really into onlyfans too...

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Year of smut 353/365

In perfect lockstep, her top fluttered to the ground, his eyes went blank and glassy, and her smile spread. Marianne could barely contain her mirth. Just as the witch had promised, wearing the crystal necklace made her breasts absolutely mindbreaking to the man of her dreams. According to the witch, wear it and Marianne would be a woman he couldn't resist. Such a long chase and he was finally hers! She hadn't really expected it to work, she had such an underwhelming chest after all, but looking at his drooling state, it was clearly enough. Giggling, Marianne planned her next move. Supposedly whatever she said would stuck in his mind and utterly true, as long as she said it wearing this wonderful amulet.

As she pondered, as the tent became visible in his pants, Marianne completely failed to notice that her "limited assets" were becoming less limited with each passing second. Her dramatic tapping at her chin was accompanied by more jiggle than usual, and she shifted posture subconsciously to support to burgeoning weight. She had to be careful, she was a very smart girl after all. She reached up and felt the newly appearing nose ring, confused but still ignorant as her chest passed by handfuls. It wasn't her fault, it was hard to think right now. He was just soooo dreamy, and god she was getting wet! Squeezing one of her massive breasts, she giggled vapidly, unable to think of anything at all for a moment, besides how nice they felt. When the growth finally slowed, somewhere in the middle of the alphabet, her mind finally started working again. Slower, perhaps, less focused, but happier, more eager, less anxious, but it did start working.

Mari finally decided she'd didn't need the amulet for anything. He was just perfect as is, and he seeming more than ready for her. Ignoring the witches warning, she just let it fell to the ground as his eyes lit back up and tackled her to the bed. Mari was perfect for him: a bimbo...

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June tried to let go, tried to.pull her hand away from the warm, firm rubber, but she couldn't seem to muster any motion. She willed herself to get rid of it, to throw it aside, to get dressed and give up this perversion. But just like when she'd ordered the enormous dildo online, she couldn't silence the appeal. June wasn't this kind of girl, she wasn't like this!

Well, she didn't *used* to be this kind of girl, she feared. Things had been changing since that fateful night she hooked up at the alt-club. That women had been shocked and angry when, after three wonderful oral orgasns given to June, she'd refused to use a dildo on her new hookup. Maybe calling it misogynistic and patriarchal had been a bit harsh, June reflected, as she lovingly massaged the two foot rubber horsecock she was dripping wet over. She'd forced what, at the time, had been a massive 7-inch pink dildo into June's hand, saying she'd understand herself soon. Instead, June had become furious and fled the other woman's apartment. Only when she got home did she realize she'd somehow kept a hand on the pink monstrosity all the way home. The warm, firm pink dildo. The strong, slick, interesting pink *cock*. June had lasted almost two hours, growing increasingly intrigued, fascinated, and compelled by the wonderful pink dick before she fucked herself with it. She came harder than she ever had before.

Since then, June has found dildos, particularly big, monstrous ones, fascinating. The feel, the texture, the size, the way they stretched her. They seem to shut off something June's mind, make her hungry, needy, and giddy. At first she'd have hookups use the seven inch (which she'd learned was a knot) pink toy on her, and was amazing. But over time, it grew boring. Stopped stretching her, stopped making her drunk and giddy with it's size. She had others use it less and less, since they didn't use it hard enough, and she preferred to do it herself. Stopped having sex with others at all, as they just couldn't scratch her new itch.

Instead, she headed to her local sex toy store, drooling over the xl dildos. She worked her way up their entire inventory, growing increasingly disgusted with herself as her bedroom filled up with the inhuman dildos that were the only things satisfying her anymore. From, she went online. There was an endless supply of bigger and bigger monsters to fuck, and a community to help her find bigger and better ones. Despite telling herself she'd refrain, June dived in, her collection exploding in size and number. She deleted her dating apps the day her first bad dragon arrived. People just weren't as good.

This one, the massive green model that just arrived represents a new barrier. A new low as far as her ego is concerned, but a new high for her id. She'd told herself for months that she would never be perverse enough to buy an animal dildo. Now though, the size and look of this massive horsecock as she prepares mount it is melting her will. It's too much, it's too far, how will any human ever compare again? If she doesn't stop herself, right now, she'll be doomed to being a size queen monsterfucker forever.

When did she start stroking it? Why does it feel soooo good to stroke? June closes her eyes and steels herself. She's gonna throw it out right now. If she doesn't, she'll be betraying her lesbianism, her respect for her own body, and her hope to ever be normal again. Just as soon as-- when did she crouch up? God it feels so good against her...

An hour later June bottomed out on her toy again, letting her fourth orgasm crash over her. She realized now the toy was everything she wanted/feared and more. It was the best fuck of her life, and she couldn't fight it anymore. She wasn't interested in dating, she just wanted to fuck toys. She wasn't a lesbian, lesbians liked women, she just liked dildos. She didn't need to reign herself in, she had nothing left to lose, she was a complete monsterfucker, and she didn't even remember why she wanted to go back.

Slowly she started moving on her horsecock again, drooling as she opened her phone. Part of her mind was already stretching, and she was already thinking about an even bigger rubber cock to shove inside herself. The last toy had finally erased her shane at becoming a size queen dildo fucker, maybe if she got a big enough toy, she could even erase her sense of self entirely. Ooh, look, that one's big enough....

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Tara should go after Supergirl now and turn her into a total cuckquean that can only get off watching other people have sex.

Tara smiled happily as Supergirl slowly drifted down from the sky. All she had to do to catch her was go topless and lay down in a public park, where Supergirl often flew over, and the helpless woman’s amazing vision would do the rest. The superhero mind was so hypnotized already by Tara’s titties that she nearly face planted into the ground, making Tara laugh and her boobs jiggle. Tara stretched and lazily walked over to the blonde hero, taking her time since the hero had no way of escaping now. Tara smirked at the kneeling girl, and bent down to squeeze both of Supergirl’s perky C-cups gently. The girl moaned a little, and Tara laughed, then decided to begin.

“Oh Supergirl, you poor poor dummy. Didn’t you hear the news? There’s been a dangerous, busty woman wandering around the streets lately. Did you think you could handle me? Well, you can’t sweetheart. I mean, it’s not all that surprising, considering you can’t even handle yourself. You never have been able to control yourself, have you? Whenever something feels good, like groping yourself in public, you do it. Whenever something feels fun, like never wearing panties, you can’t help yourself. That’s what led to your massive problem with porn and masturbation, too. Ever since puberty you can’t stop yourself from rubbing that always hungry pussy of yours. You’re such a gooner! You’re obsessed with watching porn, in fact, it’s almost all you do. Your phone is full of videos and photos of naked people, isn’t it dear? You’re just a slave to your pussy, darling. Especially with other people around to mock you for it” Supergirl shuddered as her life completely changed. Whenever she could, she was groping her boobs and fingering herself. Especially when other people watched, since she’d always had a huge exhibition kink. Her computer at home became filled with viruses and all kinds of porn, since she couldn’t stop herself from watching it whenever she could. Her phone became completely full of dirty pictures and video, and even her wallpaper and background became porn (pictures of herself cumming to a lesbian threesome video). She immediately started humping her hand, as Tara continued.

“In fact, that’s probably where your main problem comes from. You know which one I’m talking about dear, the problem you have with getting off. Since you’re so obsessed with masturbation and watching other people, you’re a gigantic cuckquean! You can cum just a little to pictures and videos of other people fucking, but you’ll never cum from actual sex, at least the kind that you physically participate in. No, the only real orgasms you can ever have are from watching people have sex in person, preferably while they make fun of you for your perverted obsessions. And you love it just as much as you hate it. So, you advertise desperately, always on the lookout for couples that will let you pathetically fuck yourself in the corner while they make love. That’s what your social media is for, isn’t it dear? All the other superheroes must love bossing you around, since you’re so eager to earn the chance to watch them fuck someone else. How pathetic!” Supergirl was desperately fisting herself by now, even though she knew she wouldn’t be able to get off just by masturbating to Tara’s huge tits. She tried to think back to things that had gotten her off before, but the memories of pathetically whimpering as she watched gorgeous women get fucked hard while she pretended to be them only frustrated her more. She’d need to start watching some porn soon, or else she’d do something completely humiliating just to watch some people fuck.

Tara smirked at the pathetic sight, then chuckled before finishing up. “At least you’re sexy, slut. More people let you watch since you’re such a dirty whore. I mean, you fly around begging people to let you watch, so you’re very well known by now. You even make videos of yourself masturbating just to give out your contact information in case someone will call to set up a “show” with you. No wonder you’re such a dumb slut, all you know is things you need in order to get that next orgasm. I’ll leave you to your new life, Supercuck.“ Tara laughed and walked away, moving on to her next target as Supercuck shakily called Wonder Woman and started begging to let her watch her fuck somebody anybody, even offering money for it. Her new life of obsessive masturbation and cuckqueaning had begun; from now on she’d only date people who would cheat on her with her in the same room.

Yay cuckquean! These are fun to write because I get to pretend to be the hypnotized one :$ thank youuuuu send more if you want!

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Maybe hucow bimbo tf (breast growth, lactaction, dumbing down)

Tara slowly sank to her knees, staring dumbly at the wonderful pair of boobs in front of her. Raven sighed, already wanting to be done with this. She’d tracked down the corrupt magic user herself, and easily reflected her admittedly powerful breast hypnosis magic back on to her. Now she just needed to make sure the woman didn’t use her awful powers like that again. She hesitantly walked up to the kneeling woman, then kneeled herself before pushing the drooling girl’s face into her cleavage.

“Alright Tara, you’ve done some pretty bad things. So tonight I’m going to fix you. Starting with that clever mind of yours. You’ve never been very smart, Tara. In fact, you nearly failed every year of highschool, and you never got in to college. You’re a pretty ditzy and dumb sweetheart, who just wants people to be happy.” Tara wriggled as her IQ dropped significantly, and as new memories took over her weaker brain. Raven had accidentally changed Tara in ways she didn’t mean to, because now that Tara was and had always been pretty stupid, combined with her very sexy body and sweet attitude, Tara had gone through highschool as a huge bimbo slut. She’d fucked everybody she could, just to make their days better, and they had in turn helped her with homework and tests enough that she had passed just barely. Tara giggled at the memories of sex and happiness as Raven continued.

“You won’t be controlling anyone with those big boobs of yours either, because you’ll be too busy milking them. Ever since they grew, they’ve produced quite a bit of milk, incredibly quickly. So quickly, in fact, that you have to milk yourself every half hour. I’ll be nice, though, and have it feel good for you.” Tara moaned as her huge boobs shifted, swelling at least a couple cup sizes and becoming very full as milk filled them quickly. Her nipples thickened and grew slightly darker, as memories of milking herself in public bathrooms, shower stalls, even just parking lots filled her dumb little head. Tara was now the sluttiest little cow around, and her huge udders advertised it.

Raven sighed again before gently pushing the other woman away. She released the reflection spell, then turned to leave the busty milk cow behind. She flew away hoping to put this ridiculous night behind her, and Tara eagerly started milking her full and aching chest into a nearby potted plant. Inside Tara’s boobs, though, magic started it’s slow work. It took almost two months, but finally one day, as Tara was giggling and eating out a cute college graduate, the magic in her powerful boobies hit the switch and almost instantly changed her back to her normal self. Tara finished getting the girl off, before standing and informing her of her major oral addiction, then stretched as she thought of how she would get back at Raven. She frowned when she noticed her tits had kept their bigger size and heftier nipples, but decided to just roll with it. Tara smiled as she started truly plotting revenge.

Yay the end! Hope you liked it! Sorry Tara isn’t like permanently dumb!

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Catwoman and Black Cat trying to steal from Tara?

Silently, the two women slipped into the apartment. Both were dressed in tight, dark costumes, and both of their costumes reflected their owner’s catlike natures and personalities. Catwoman and Black Cat had both teamed up for this job, deciding that it was too risky to do on their own, but also definitely worth the reward if they pulled it off. They were stealing from the most powerful supervillain in the world. Luckily, Tara rarely seemed to be home, so there was a pretty good chance that they could get in and out without any danger. But if she was home, they were likely going to end up like all of those super sluts on tv…

Shuddering slightly, Black Cat crept through several rooms of Tara’s apartment, grabbing electronics that seemed worthwhile to her skillful eye, while Catwoman took pieces of art and jewelry. Both women were slightly disappointed with their haul; who would have thought that Tara wouldn’t bother with luxurious items worth stealing? The two women continued prowling around, before meeting up outside what must be Tara’s bedroom. Black Cat slowly pushed the door open, with Catwoman right behind her, when suddenly all of the lights in the apartment flicked on. Before either of the thieving ladies could move, a woman swayed into their field of view, and she was topless…

Tara sighed in frustration as the two cat-thieves slid to their knees and began to drool at the sight of her tits. Tara just wanted to get some sleep, but now she had to deal with these two idiots before she could finally rest. She eyed both of them critically as they drooled over their tight and revealing suits, before pulling them both into her impressive cleavage.

“Look at these two cute kittens, trying to steal from poor old me. What a silly decision, you two. Fortunately, I’m here to remind you both of who you really are. From now on, neither of you will be stealing anything. You can beg and plead and seduce your way to free things, but stealing is just too scary for your delicate little hearts. Now, for starters, let’s talk about your relationship. Both of you are wildly attracted to one another, to the extent that you both masturbate frequently every day to the idea of touching, licking, fucking, and groping each other. Black Cat, your slutty little pussy loves the idea of being in charge of cute little Catwoman. And Catwoman, you are so very turned on by the idea of being submissive to Black Cat. But there’s a problem, isn’t there sweethearts? You’re both just so very shy and self-conscious, you’ll both always be very unsure of yourselves as you fuck each other, so both of you will never be satisfied. Which means you’ll both always be trying to truly fuck, seeing as your pussies will always be demanding more and more, so I suppose your poor little brains are going to be very busy thinking about sex all day long.”

Both of the drooling women moaned and gasped as their minds, and lives, shifted to match what Tara said. Black Cat thought about shoving Catwoman between her legs, commanding her to eat out her needy pussy, but just the thought made the busty woman blush brightly. Catwoman thought about kneeling obediently in front of Black Cat, and begging to be spanked and owned by her new mistress, but the arousing image in her head only turned her on even more while making her squirm with embarrassment. Both women helplessly fantasized about each other, making themselves hornier and hornier while getting more and more embarrassed and shy. Thoughts of stealing, cheating, and breaking the law in general were pushed out of their horny minds as they focused on fucking each other. Tara continued,

“Now, Black Cat. Let’s talk about those big, heavy, and sexy titties of yours. Both you and Catwoman are turned on by the fact that you have such big tits, especially since Catwoman is going to be three cups smaller from now on. But the main draw for the both of you is how milky your cans are. Ever since they grew, you’ve been producing milk constantly, filling up your titties quickly and heavily in a matter of minutes. Your titties are so milky, you have to quickly empty them every twenty minutes or so, which is very inconvenient for you. But, Catwoman here has a major kink for milky tits, and fantasizes desperately about suckling your full jugs. If she empties your tits for you, you will only need to be milked in the next forty minutes, so both of you desperately want Catwoman to be a good kitten and drink up your milk.” Black Cat gasped and arched her back, pushing her firm tits against Tara’s leg. Her boobs were filling rapidly with creamy milk, she could feel it, and already her thick and hard nipples were dribbling a little cream into her clingy top. Thoughts of relieving her deliciously aching jugs pressed into her mind, and she started panting with need as the desire to feed Catwoman her bounty rose in her mind. Catwoman also gasped and arched her back, as her impressive rack dwindled down into a below average size. Although her boobs were still attractive and perky, she blushed in aroused shame as she realized how small they were in comparison to Black Cat’s hefty milk jugs. She licked her plump lips needily as she pictured suckling on Black Cat’s milky teat, and began wriggling in arousal, rubbing her slick thighs together helplessly. Tara smirked, then pushed both of the slutty ex-thieves away from her huge bust, then continued to wrap things up.

“And let’s not forget Black Cat’s little obsession. Catwoman may be fixated on suckling from plump teats, but Black Cat lives for licking up a nice and wet pussy. You crave eating out women constantly, making them cum hard with just your lips and tongue. And when they cum, you cum. Oh, wait, what a coincidence! Catwoman here has a very wet and sensitive little pussy, in fact, she cums embarrassingly quick from any physical attention down there. Plus, she’s got quite the plump and lovely twat. So it seems both of you are obsessed with one another now, if only you could each get over your own shyness, you could really please each other…” Tara laughed as she easily hoisted both wriggling and blushing sluts, then tossed them out into the hallway. Catwoman squirmed and writhed as her sensitive little pussy seemed to pulse against the skintight crotch of her uniform, and felt it swell slightly as she developed a beautifully plump and slutty snatch. Black Cat noticed Catwoman’s delicious looking cunt press against her uniform, and blushed in arousal. Both women looked at each other needily, shyly staring at each other’s slick curves. Catwoman was the first to speak.

“So… Um, I know your… Boobs… Are very full? I was wondering… I mean, maybe could I, you know… Help? With my mouth?” She blushed brightly, as she lightly stroked herself and had a small orgasm. Black Cat blinked and nodded quietly, then pulled her top down slowly, letting her impressive milky chest bounce out. Catwoman blushed harder and shyly cupped her own, smaller chest, and Black Cat grinned mockingly for a moment before quickly covering up the embarrassing expression. Catwoman hesitantly slid over, then gently touched one of the full and heaving jugs in front of her. Black Cat groaned and looked away shyly, then tried to assert herself.

“Hey, you ah, slut. Suck on my tits, ah, please?” Both women whimpered in arousal, and Catwoman meekly opened her mouth before placing it over Black Cat’s erect and leaking nipple. At the taste of the heavenly milk, Catwoman groaned and began needily suckling like her life depended on it. Black Cat sighed dreamily and gently pushed the other woman’s head into her breast more, and both of them squirmed and squealed quietly in arousal. They could only enjoy it for so long, before Catwoman pulled away in embarrassment, ashamed of her slutty behavior and eternal need. Black Cat continued panting, then meekly milked her other full tit, and Catwoman pitifully stroked her smaller chest as she watched the delicious milk trickle down Black Cat’s costume. Black Cat finished up, then looked over at her fellow slut, hungrily staring at the slick treasure between Catwoman’s thighs. Both women sat there for a moment, too shy to say anything, until Catwoman stood and sinuously began stripping. Black Cat smiled and began directing her gently, enjoying her weak control over the other woman, and Catwoman soon stood naked and dripping with arousal. Suddenly, Black Cat lunged forward and buried her face in Catwoman’s needy pussy, and they both fell to the floor in orgasm after orgasm as Catwoman’s easy cunny fueled both of their climaxes. Soon, Black Cat had to pull away in meek embarrassment though, and both of the women quietly cleaned themselves up and got dressed, then shyly walked out together. They both just held hands, even though they both wanted so very much more from their slutty counterparts. Tara smiled down at them from her balcony, then went to bed.

Yay the end! It was hard to write about two girls being changed so I hope it turned out good!

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Jenny Visits The Doctor's Office

Jenny shuffled into the small reception area miserably, sniffling pathetically as she weakly made her way to the receptionist’s desk. She waited as the other woman, an attractive brunette dressed professionally in a simple blouse and knee-length skirt, began finishing her phone call. Bored just standing there, Jenny tried to distract herself by examining the other patients waiting in the chairs nearby. She caught the eye of a conservatively dressed but lushly curved older woman, obviously waiting for someone. Jenny smiled brightly at her, despite feeling very sick, but frowned after a moment when the older woman simply rolled her eyes at the bimbo’s ditzy expression.

“What a like, rude skank!” Jenny grumbled to herself, turning back as the receptionist finished her call and politely began taking her information. Behind her, the once conservative woman’s outfit, mind, and life shifted and changed. Suddenly she was wearing a skirt that could be considered simply a wide belt, and with no underwear beneath it everyone could easily get an eyeful of the woman’s now slick and ready pussy. Her feet and calves were prettily encased in leopard print boots with high heels, while her top was simply a strip of cotton over her obviously hard nipples, her impressively round tits defying what could barely even be called a tube top. Where her hands were once occupied with a home decor magazine, they were now busy tapping away on a smart phone as she flirted and distributed nudes to a few dozen young lovers. She sighed dramatically, letting her large bust catch the eye of a cute college-aged young man, as she waited for her sugar daddy’s son to be done with his checkup. Noting the interested leer of the young man, she smirked and winked suggestively, deciding to find a new way to spend her time waiting.

Jenny hardly noticed as the new milf and her excited catch bustled past her. She was slowly and carefully writing her information on the papers the receptionist had provided. The other woman sympathetically gave her a tissue, and Jenny gave her a sweet thank you. As she took the offered tissue, she noticed the other woman’s red fingernails.

“Omg, those are beautiful, where’d you get them done?”

The receptionist smiled and began to tell her, when Jenny excitedly continued.

“I bet they look great wrapped around a cock! Ooh, I bet you give the best handjobs, you must do it all the time!”

The receptionist shuddered as her life changed. Her deft and ever so soft fingers adjusted the low neckline of her blouse, and she crossed and uncrossed her smooth legs underneath her, letting the cool office air play over her lacy thin panties beneath her short skirt. She shuddered again, this time in arousal, at the mention of handjobs. She licked her lips at the thought of stroking, squeezing, worshipping a man with her soft, talented hands… Her nipples tightened in memory of all the hundreds of men who had came all over her bountiful chest, letting her please them… She came hard whenever she got the chance to get a man off like that, and now the craving was building again. She shakily finished helping the bimbo get her visit ready, then slipped a hand down her skirt as the other woman sat down a short distance away. The slutty receptionist quietly typed an appropriate porn search into her computer, and did her best to discreetly get herself off until she could satisfy her urges.

Jenny didn’t have to wait long for her doctor to call her in. The woman shook her head at the sight of her receptionist yet again using the office computer to satisfy her perverse obsession with handjobs, watching some lewd video of a girl jerking two men off as they mocked and humiliated her. As the Doctor turned to lead Jenny to the checkup room, she could have sworn the woman in the video looked an awful lot like the receptionist herself, actually. Deciding then and there to let the slutty woman go, no matter her intense subconscious needs, she walked the sick bimbo to the scales.

Everything was going well for the doctor, although she didn’t know the danger she was in, until she asked Jenny about her sexual activity. The bimbo giggled before answering, “Lots!”

“What does that mean? Don’t be shy, everything you share is strictly confidential, between you and me.”

Jenny looked suspiciously at the admittedly buxom doctor. “What does that like, mean tho? Why do you wanna know? You’re like, one of those pervs who gets off hearing about and watching other people like, fuck, huh?”

The doctor shuddered for a moment, before panic set in. Her sexy patient knew her secret! She tried her best to compose herself, even as images of the busty bimbo fucking men and women paraded through her head. Her pussy was soaked just at the idea, and the bimbo hadn’t even shared anything yet! Gulping, she tried to put off a professional vibe.

“W-well, no, that’s not true. I just need to know so that I can help you get bet-”

Jenny cut her off. “Nope, you’re a total perv! You just wanna know so you can like, rub one out when I leave! Probly before that even, cuz you’re like super duper slutty about it hehe! I bet you’re like, a cuck-whatever, too!”

The doctor couldn’t stop her hand from stroking her dripping sex under her skirt, which was easy since she never wore underwear just to make this simpler. She was breathing deeply and panting, her large tits bouncing slightly with her growing arousal. Getting taunted like this, being called out as the pathetic slut she was, was simply too hot; she couldn’t even deny the truth to the buxom blonde. Maybe if she helped her get better, she’d let her watch as she fucked people! She desperately began prescribing medicine, even as Jenny continued to tease and consequently change the doctor. By the time the prescription was filled out, Jenny had warped the poor doctor into a desperate little cuckquean, eager to watch as other women fucked people in front of her, humiliating her with cruel words and ignoring her despite her hefty and round jugs, dripping cunt, and firm but large ass. She now kept the handjob-centric receptionist around as part of an agreement; she’d let the slutty secretary jerk off anybody she felt like in the doctor’s own office, just as long as she got to watch and finger herself in the corner. Her practice was now very popular with the local sluts, since they knew she’d often give them “discounts” in exchange for steamy stories of sex and masturbation. Some even showed her videos or pictures, which often earned them a free visit as the poor doctor frantically fucked herself with a nearby dildo and begged to watch just a few more seconds, to see a few more revealing pictures. By the time Jenny miserably stumbled out to her car, the office was a hotspot for manipulative sluts and other promiscuous women. But the doctor didn’t mind. She’d always had a thing for other people having sex.

The end! I felt like doing a Jenny story, hope you guys liked it! Sorry about the lack of physical changes, I hope it was still fun for you!