This choice: Kylie's eyes widened in horror, as her hands sank into her too succulent bust. • Go Back...Chapter #4Kylie's eyes widened in horror, as her hand... by: Mr. George   Her shoulders jerking her forward as the weight materialised on her chest. Erica's too, making the pair look like they were bowing to each other. As they straightened up, Kylie's hands came up to cradle and support 'the girls'. They were heavier than either had imagined, awkward in the way. Neither of the former men found them quite as delightful carrying their fantasy bodies as ogling them.
Mauling and mashing their busts, they could only confirm their reality. As if the aching shoulders weren't proof enough. Despite the familiar outer layer. They could also feel the constriction of a bra helping to bear the burden. The strap around their chest, and digging in to their shoulders. Shifting his hips, Erica was sure she was wearing silken panties now, rather than the plain cotton boxers he remembered putting on this morning.
Turning and twisting her waist, Erica discovered she was just as 'blessed' behind too. Bearing a rump that accentuated her full bust, taut waist and round, firm bum with an enviable hourglass.
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Erica/Eric
Kylie was exploring the rest of her body too. The mauling and mashing confirmation of her bust had felt oddly exciting and worsened how she felt. Taking in Erica's profile her hands wandered away from down her sides. Reaching back horror spreading across her face, as she discovered more and more ass, in a seemingly endless mass.
She too took in the sight, a warbling whimper in her throat as she saw the differences.
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Kylie/Kyle
Hands trembling, she closed her eyes, screwing them tight shut. "This is a nightmare. This is a delusion." she demanded in a too loud, too feminine voice. Snatching her hands away from her body and the sensations the simplest touch confirmed.
"I'm not a woman! I'm not!" The dread and desperation growing in her voice as she spoke, as she heard herself.
"I'm not!" Kylie asserted, with a stamp of her foot. Her body rippled at the impact, her butt first and most, though an answering shift from her bust was undeniable too.
A zephyr breeze whipped through the room, as the same haunting, chilling voice returned. "A harsher, clearer lesson is needed." The wind whispered.
Erica gasped, and Kylie's eyes shot wide as she felt her clothes shift.
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Her bust was chillier, and she felt her nips stiffen in protest. Her legs felt barer too. No longer fully covered in pants, she could feel the hem of a leather skirt, encircling and binding her legs. The lesson was re-enforced...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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