Closing the door behind her, Mikayla leaned against it and tried to slow her racing heart. Unfortunately, all she could think of was how nice her new boobs were, how horny she was feeling, how much hotter this device could make her, and when she'd see Roahn again.
Funny, she thought. Until today, I'd never thought there was anything that could make me not want sex, and until today, I never thought there was anything I could do to improve upon my body. Cosmetic surgery never appealed to Mikayla.
Stripping out of her clothing--Mikayla preferred to go nude in her apartment, and she rarely had visitors--she pleasured herself, enjoying the additional sensations from her larger bust, until she came to orgasm. And another. And another.
Finally feeling temporarily satisfied, Mikayla reached into her purse and pulled out the compact. Opening it up, she pushed the red dot.
The compact vanished, and Mikayla found herself with her finger hovering over the booklet. No sex toys were in sight.
Reading? she whined mentally. But I just want bigger tits!
As if triggered by her thoughts, a flowing script appeared on the booklet's cover, and Mikayla heard a newly-familiar voice in her head. "Read me, Mikayla."
With a sigh, Mikayla picked up the booklet, flounced over to her bed, laid down and began to read, idly tweaking an engorged nipple.
"Hello, Mikayla.
"I hope you'll enjoy your Compact Body Changer. Before you start using it, I felt you should acquaint yourself with its functions.
"The CBC can change five things about you: your ass size, your breast size, your hair length, your height, and your musculature. Each can be increased, to a point, or decreased if you prefer--though I don't think you do. Any change you make alters reality in such a way that it will be as if you had always had your new body. For instance, you'll always be ambulatory however large your breasts are, your clothing will adjust to fit, and your place of residence will be altered as necessary. Increases in height will cause other adjustable body parts to change to remain in proportion. When next we meet, if I feel you have sufficient experience with the CBC with its current functionality, I will grant it new abilities.
"The use of the CBC is simple. Select the change you wish made, select the new size, and follow the directions. The relevant item will appear.
"For ass increases, Ben Wa balls will appear for insertion. For breast increases... well, you know that one. Height increase requests will produce a large dildo. For muscles, dumbbells will appear. For hair... well, try it out. Try them all out.
"I hope you'll enjoy using the CBC as much I'll enjoy the results.
"Love, Roahn."
With that, the booklet turned into the controller.
"So I should try everything, Roahn?" Mikayla murmured. "What do you think I was going to do?"
Feeling that her ass could be larger--it already got lustful stares from just about everyone Mikayla cared to notice--she chose the first option on the device. Increasing the size to 50 inches, she chose "OK". Immediately Ben Wa balls appeared. Almost excitedly Mikayla inserted them into her ass. She refused to believe other women didn't feel much stimulation from these.
Almost reluctantly she pulled them out after the specified time. Still lying on her back, she felt her ass growing beneath her. Growing ever more excited, the pleasurable sensation stopped just before she reached orgasm. Her hands flew to finish the job.
Excitedly she picked up the control device from where she'd dropped it, luxuriating in the feel of her new-and-improved larger butt. Selecting Height, she waffled a bit before deciding on 7'--the better with which to intimidate potential rapists.
The instructions were simple: "Insert dildo into vagina."
The dildo was huge. Mikayla had tried to put some pretty crazy stuff into her pussy, but never something like that. Still, not wishing to disappoint Roahn, she grasped the dildo and began pushing it in.
At first it went in easily. But after only a few inches, she encountered resistance, and realized that her vagina felt full, as if the dildo had grown inside her. As she continued pushing, she noticed the end of her bed getting farther away, the ceiling getting a bit closer. It was as if she was growing to fit the dildo.
Finally the dildo was fully inserted, and this time she came. Hard.
Once she recovered, she stood up, rather unsteadily, and looked in the mirrors she had had set up so that she could see her body from multiple angles at once. Her perspective was different, and her ass looked remarkably larger--as it should, she thought. Yet it didn't look like it wasn't her, and suddenly she realized that she had multiple overlapping sets of memories. She had her memories of growing up with her original body, and of those with her larger breasts, and then the larger breasts and ass, and now with larger breasts, ass, and being taller to boot. Yet in all of them one incident remained: somehow, that night, she met Roahn and received the CBC. In her most recent set of memories, she'd met her at the bar where previously she'd met the first of her would-be rapists. She wondered what those men were doing in this reality. Probably getting their pleasures from some other hapless women. With that thought, she selected Muscle next.
This time, a picture of her also appeared. As she changed the setting, the picture changed to demonstrate how she'd look after the change was applied. Choosing a setting that made her look athletic, the instructions read, "Curl dumbbells for 20 repetitions on each arm."
Picking up the weights, she realized that they were light, and wondered how these could possibly give anyone a good workout. Nonetheless, she began curling them. With each curl, a jolt of sensation shot through her erogenous zones. Losing her focus, she gasped out, "Forty," before succumbing to another orgasm.
Regaining consciousness, she realized that this time she hadn't met anyone at the bar. Walking home, she'd rescued one girl from the man who first tried to rape her, and came upon Roahn rescuing the second. Sending the girl on her way, Roahn had said, "We really must stop meeting like this."
Mikayla still wanted larger breasts, but she decided to save the best for last. Selecting Hair, she decided on a length of 3'6". A hairbrush appeared, with directions to run it through her hair five times.
"A hairbrush? Lame!"
She rescinded that last exclamation upon the first brush, which left her flushed and shivering. The second left her agonizingly on the brink of orgasm--or, at least, she thought she had been on the brink until she brushed a third time, then a fourth. It was as if her hair had become an erogenous zone itself: it wasn't just where the hairbrush ran that was stimulated, it was every part of her hair. The breeze from her open window was driving her crazy, so with one hand running the brush through her hair, she closed the window with the other. She hoped none of her neighbours could hear the scream that erupted involuntarily after the last stroke, as she'd paid a premium for an apartment with excellent soundproofing.
Coming to, she laughed at her memories of all the different hairstyles she'd tried out.
Finally she got to Breasts again. Excitedly hitting the Up key on the letter, it flickered through G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P-Q... "R for Roahn," Mikayla decided. This time the instructions specified a stimulation time of 24 seconds. Putting the small (though not as small as in her first memories) dildo between her breasts, she counted off the seconds in her head.
This time her breasts ballooned out. After the growth finished, she could barely reach around them, but just pressing her arms into the sides of her new tits wracked her body with pleasurable sensations.
After coming to yet another orgasm, Mikayla heard her phone ringing in the tone that told her someone wanted to come up. She threw on a handy custom-made tank-top and shorts--from a cursory glance it seemed all her clothes were custom-made--and answered the phone.
The person calling was...