This choice: Your bust swells, and swells. Your rump too, rounding out more and more. • Go Back...Chapter #8Your bust swells, and swells. Your rump too, ro... by: Mr. George   Your body stretches and shifts, as the nanite cloud swarms around you. Jane taunting you, that the outcome is shaped by your desires. You feel the sloshing, and heaving of your bust, as you try to bash on the walls. The extra width in your hips, and weight in your rump confirm you are being changed. Still unable to see the outcome, you hear a whoosh, as the nanites are withdrawn, and a glowing section reveals where the door has been reformed.
Stumbling out, you emerge into the bedroom. The air feeling oddly chill after the auto-closet. Jane looks aghast, as she takes you in, then a smile spreads over her face. Moments later, she's roaring with laughter, as you trip over the bed. Collapsing down, you feel that new flesh bounce and shift, as you struggle for dignity.
"I knew you wanted... more." Jane laughed, wiping away the tears streaming down her cheeks. "But... wow.... just wow!"
Finally managing to stop your lush body from rippling and rolling you take in your new look.
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"Oh, sweetie... I hope you were only joking about how you wanted me to behave too." Jane warns, planting her hands on her hips.
Feeling intimidated by her, as she looms over you, the fear is crippling, as you try to check your memories. Those comments were only jokes, and not meant to be taken seriously. You didn't really want a bimbo to follow you around, and gullibly accept everything you said.
But, the need to obey, comply are getting stronger. Jane may not be a man, but the instinct to follow her is strong. She has a confidence you lack, and control beyond what you can imagine.
"Please, Jane... Have pity..." you beg. Even those words come out, as a sultry tease. Your tone, and pitch incapable of projecting power and authority. Her smile widens, as she establishes her authority.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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