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“What would you like to do with these new breasts of mine? Do you want a feel? A feel of them, bare naked? Or…would you like to suck on them, too? Go on, it’s OK. You can suck on them, maybe even get some milk out, with how big they are. I can take care of you like that, we can make it a routine. Just let yourself relax, you don’t have to think of anything, I will make you feel so safe and comfortable.”
You stood away from your date for a moment while she took a call, and you took the chance to work your powers on her. You expanded her ass out gradually, her cheeks filling her leather trousers ever more but the clothing expanding to match as reality warped around her. You finished up leaving her with an absolute dump truck behind her, yet she was none the wiser to it. She treated it as if it had always been there. For you, though, you couldn’t wait to take her back to yours and see just what she’d do with it, when it was just you and her.
“Hey… You see this? I can get it on the top of the sink now. And it isn’t going to stop there… No way. I’m not stopping until I can take this marble and crush it with this ass of mine. And when that happens… I’m coming for you. I want to see everything that comes out of you when I show this to you… Every. Single. Drop.”
Your girlfriend was ecstatic. You were too, to be quite honest. You two were living the dream now.
Since she’d started taking up her treatments, her body had become an absolute marvel. Her breasts had gradually grown to a jaw-droppingly huge pair, her abs everything she could have wanted, her ass a perfect paragon of thickness. And you’d been seeing the transformation before your eyes. She’d even gone away for days at a time with her friends, visiting spas to get yet more of the magic formula into her, and the difference was astonishing.
With her great body had come great energy. She could keep going in bed for days, go a night without breaking a sweat. You couldn’t hope to live up to that kind of stamina, but fortunately she was far too sweet to push you beyond your breaking point. When she saw you couldn’t keep going anymore, she’d happily tell you she was as satisfied as you were and let you cuddle up to her extraordinary body.
Your office crush was everything you could realistically ask for. Looks that were 100% your type; sweet, shy demeanour; short stature with a pert derriere. You really wanted her.
There was just one small problem… She didn’t want you back. When you asked her out on a small lunch date, she turned you down, and seemed rather dismissive of your approach.
Hurt and heartbroken, you headed on home, and typed in to your laptop’s AI chat about how to get over it. Then, you hit upon the idea. What if it had the means to replicate the very girl who had rejected you? You had to give it a try. So you bashed in the details of her, put in some pictures of her and, for good measure, asked it to add on a few…extras, for good measure. You got it all ready, and it told you “Give me some time…” So, with that, you set off back out again, for a drink at the pub with your mates…and waited.
Four or five hours later, you got back home. You scurried up to your bedroom…and could not believe the sight that lay before you.
There, right in front of your eyes, on your bed, in nothing more than some gorgeous white lingerie, was the very girl you had fallen so hard for. Flowing brunette hair, soft brown eyes and all. But she didn’t have the rather ordinary chest of your crush. Rather, this girl had a sheer mountain of a rack, the sort that was to die for. And her lower half was improved yet further on what was already there. And there she was, giving you a gentle smile.
“Hey there…I’m ready.” You couldn’t get out of your clothes fast enough, as she lightly patted the mattress she sat on. “Come on, let’s go.”
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