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Dominique
By Ayanna Jamiliah
It was just another day in the miserable life of Dominick.
His boss had chewed him out in front of the whole
department because the monthly reports were three days
late. It had been raining heavily with a steady wind
blowing the entire day. When Dominick headed for the subway
after work the wind tore his little umbrella to shreds. By
the time he reached the subway he was completely soaked. To
make matter worse, some stoned looking kid bumped into him
and by the time Dominick reached his stop, he discovered
that his wallet was gone. Yes, just another day in
Dominick?s miserable life.
Dominick arrived at his apartment building cold, damp,
hungry and horny. Once he got inside, he could do something
about the first three. His horniness, however, would
continue. Dominick wasn?t the type of man that women wanted
to fuck. He was short, about 5?6? with shoes on. He was a
dumpy, rotund man. Everything Dominick ate seemed to head
straight for his gut. The poor fellow hadn?t been able to
look down and see his feet since middle school. More
importantly, Dominick had no confidence. It doesn?t matter
if a man has a Denzel Washington face with a body like 50
Cent. If he has no confidence, she?s not going to want him.
Dominick arrived at his building, feeling defeated. It
seemed that life was constantly fucking with him. He was
happy that he was home and that he wouldn?t have the face
the cold world until tomorrow. Dominick opened the front
door, and then stopped at the mailbox. Great. Phone bill.
He didn?t know why he had a phone. No one ever called him.
Electric bill. Cable bill. Dominick groaned as he made his
way up the stairs. When he got to his apartment, he noticed
a package in front of his door. That?s weird, Dominick
thought. I wasn?t expecting anything. He bent down to pick
it up. It was addressed to him and everything. Dominick
shrugged his shoulders, unlocked the door and entered his
modest one bedroom apartment.
He turned on the lights and headed straight to his
refrigerator for a nice cold one. Too many years of downing
beers had also added to the girth in Dominick?s mid
section. After retrieving his beer, Dominick headed to his
couch. He let the package drop to the couch, then preceded
to strip out of his wet clothes, down to his wife beater
and tight whitie underwear. They don?t make boxers in
Dominick?s size. Dominick sat down, relieved to finally be
out of his wet clothes. He grabbed his beer, opened it with
his teeth, and took a long swig.
He drank half of his beer when noticed the package next to
him. He picked it up and looked at it. It was wrapped in
something that looked like a brown paper bag. The label
with Dominick?s name address was white with pink lettering.
Curiously, he unwrapped it. He discovered what looked like
a magazine, except there was no cover, just a pink page,
along with what appeared to be a white bra and pink panties
in a Ziploc bag. Dominick put the Ziploc bag down before
grabbing his beer for another swig.
He sat back and opened up the magazine. It was filled with
pictures of women. No words, just pictures of women. They
were all of different ethnicities but they all had a few
things in common. They were all very beautiful. They were
all blessed with huge, mountainous breasts, exceptionally
waspish waists, mounds of plush, womanly thighs, and wide
and goodly thighs with a huge, curvy asses. Some of them
wore tight jeans and tank tops. Others donned lingerie made
to look especially skimpy on these shapely bodies. As
Dominick flipped through the magazine, he noticed how sexy
these women are. Not just their bodies, but also in how
they showed no shame about showing off the goods.
They were all smiling. Some blew kisses and some of them
had that ?look? in their eye, when a woman is damn sexy and
she knows it. Dominick flipped through the magazine five or
six times, becoming increasingly more aroused as the time
went on. He then noticed the Ziploc bag with the bra and
panties in it. After becoming titillated by those pictures,
he had forgotten all about the bag. He wondered why someone
would send him these. Dominick opened the bag and pulled
out the bra and panties. They were so soft and silky that
Dominick could feel the blood rushing to his member just by
touching them.
Dominick couldn?t remember the last time he touched a
women?s underwear. He never thought in a million years that
he could become aroused by the touch of woman?s underwear.
He put them down and discovered his fingers were covered in
something sticky, like honey. Dominick didn?t understand
where this was coming from. He put his fingers to his nose.
Dominick?s eyes opened wide when he did. He smelled the
sweet, enticing fragrance of a woman?s pussy. Even though
the other Bush might have been in office the last time
Dominick got some, he still knew what it smelled like.
Dominick looked at his fingers, then the bra and panties.
The smell of pussy slowly began to encircle Dominick. As if
hit with a moment of clarity, Dominick stood up and
stripped out of his wife beater and tightie whities. He
glanced over his pale, portly frame. Dominick picked up the
panties and them on. As they rose up Dominick?s legs, he
felt the blood surging to his dick. The only thing was that
it wasn?t getting any harder. The blood rush was present
and Dominick felt it but somehow his dick wasn?t getting
bigger.
Next came the bra. Dominick first fastened the bra then
turned it around to place his arms through the straps.
Dominick then pulled the cups down over his own titties.
Dominick felt his nipples harden against the soft, material
of the bra. He was breathing heavily, as if someone were
riding him. The smell of pussy was even stronger now.
Dominick was incredibly turned on. The softness of the bra
and panties against his skin and the blood rush into his
crotch were positively orgasmic.
Dominick quickly downed his second beer. Then he realized
he had to pee. He started to walk to the bathroom when he
saw his reflection in the full-length mirror. At first
Dominick thought he was just buzzed off the beer. He went
to the mirror and discovered that his skin was getting
darker, like the color of French toast. Dominick reached
out and touched his reflection. When he did, he saw that
his hands were becoming smaller. At the same time, Dominick
could feel his fingers tingling, as they grew more slender.
He watched closely as his nails began to grow past his
fingertips.
Dominick began to feel light-headed due to the pussy smell
that seemed to be emitting from him. Dominick watched as
his reflection in the mirror. His legs grew longer while
his thighs were becoming enshrined in a mass of solid fatty
tissue. He touched them. For all the meat on his thighs,
they were still solid. His hips began to expand as well. As
they did, the panties became tighter and tighter. It was as
if the soft silky material was molding itself into
Dominick?s body. As he grew, Dominick heard the sound of
his skeleton cracking, reshaping itself. Dominick noticed
his hair. It had been growing too. Now it hung to his
shoulders.
His face was changing too. His features were becoming more
feminine, yet exotic. Dominick?s heard himself utter a low
moan. The voice wasn?t one that he had never heard before.
It was low, sultry, and undeniably sexy. Dominick felt a
stirring in his chest. He moaned louder as he felt two very
round breasts spilling into the bra. As his rack grew, they
stretched out the bra. Dominick was moaning loudly now.
This was all too much for him to take. He hadn?t even
noticed that his dick had been absorbed into his body. In
its place, a cavern was forming. The girth around
Dominick?s belly shifted to his rapidly blossoming breasts
and equally budding backside. Dominick felt like he was
going to cum. And he thought he would until he passed out
in front of the mirror.
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The first thing Dominique heard was the sound of birds.
She found herself on the floor in front of the mirror.
Dominique stood up. She looked at herself, thinking she
could have easily been in the magazine that her former self
was flipping through. She was nothing short of exquisite.
Dominique was five inches taller than her former self,
putting her at 5?11?. She ran her fingers through her mane
curly, black hair. Dominique noticed her posture had
improved. Her breasts were two ripe cantaloupes that
protruded from her chest seductively. Dominique couldn?t
see her feet by looking down either, but that was because
six and a half inches of cleavage got in the way. There
wasn?t an ounce of flab on her stomach. She touched it and
was surprised that it was solid, just like her thighs.
Dominique?s waist might as well have been non-existent. She
was especially excited about how the waist gave way to
wide, fuck creamy, abundant womanly thighs and me this
second hips.
Dominique noticed her pussy for the first time. It was
huge, surrounded by those big thighs. She marveled at how
her thighs touched even when she was standing still.
Dominique looked over her shoulder and could see her ass.
She turned around in the mirror and noticed the huge,
plump, heart shaped booty that turned those panties into a
thong. Just looking at her reflection made Dominique wet.
She slid out of the panties, catching a whiff of the scent
that made her former self lose consciousness, and bra.
Dominique lay on the floor, breathing just as her former
self did. She took two fingers and slowly entered her hot,
wet pussy. With the free hand, she caressed her gigantic
titties. Dominique wanted to see her body felt to her
before she tested the goods on someone else.
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