Winds In Change
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The Wind Of Change free porn video
Heya! This is just a silly little thing that I tossed up at work. It's
a bit puerile, but not too offensive, apart from a rather nasty
'victim'... Enjoy!
Sushi
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Wind of Change
By Sushi Radical
Jake was doing what he did best - kicked back on the couch at his
parent's place, just chilling out with a beer and a cigarette. His
folks had gone out for the night and he'd got his younger sister to go
out and do the shopping. Well, 'got' wasn't exactly the right word...
He'd told her that if she didn't go for him, then he'd tell their
parents that she'd broken her diet again. Hell, he thought, she sure
needed the exercise - It wasn't as if it was genetics or anything,
everyone else in the family was fairly thin, but his sister was a
complete whale! It had finally got to the point where his parents had
forced the 16 year-old to go on a diet, and he found it hilarious that
even though she claimed to have lost a stone, she had to weigh twice
what he did. Still his parents had been impressed, even buying her a
load of new clothes to encourage her. That pissed him off, it had been
years since they'd bought him clothes, but he figured if that was the
cost for not looking like a hippo, it was well worth it!
He heard the door open, and his 'little' sister went past, carrying a
single bag of stuff. That pissed him off, he'd given her fifteen quid,
and she comes back with just one bag of food. He marched into the
kitchen to demand an explanation, and, after much arguing on either
side, it turned out that she couldn't even be arsed to walk up the hill
to the supermarket, going to one of those really expensive corner shops
just because it was a bit closer. It wasn't even as if the food was any
good, it was all really obscure brand names, real rubbish. His eyes
fixed on a tin of 'magic' brand beans, and he couldn't help remembering
the story of jack and the beanstalk, and pointed that out to her,
telling her she was nearly as dumb as she was wide... His sister burst
into tears (again!) and ran out of the house. Deciding to make the best
of a bad job, Jake knocked up some beans on toast, and grabbed another
two beers (to save on trips to the fridge), before reclaiming his place
in front of the box.
A couple of hours of waster bliss later, Jake started to feel odd, his
stomach was playing up, and he knew right away it was down to those
damn cheap-ass beans. Resigning himself to a night of wind, he shifted
in the seat, letting some gas escape as he did. Straight away, it felt
odd, and he started, thinking maybe he was really ill, or he'd followed
through or something, but the feeling quickly passed, even if he still
felt gassy, and he went back to the TV. It was less than a minute later
when Jake felt the need to break wind again, and as he did, he felt the
odd sensation return. It was like a sudden shock of pins and needles
around his butt, which faded almost as quickly as it started.
Shrugging, he went back to the TV. The third time it happened, he
looked down, and had to double take before he realised anything was
unusual. He couldn't be sure, but he could swear his jeans looked
tighter on the legs. As it happened again, he could actually see them
tighten! Seriously worried now, he pulled himself out of the couch,
which took more effort than it should have, and ran up to his sister's
room to look in her full-length mirror, letting out a series of small
noises as he did. With each noise, he felt his jeans get tighter, until
they were skin-tight by the time he got to the mirror. And then he
realised, it wasn't that his jeans were getting smaller, it was that
somehow, his backside and his legs were getting bigger! As he turned to
look at himself in the mirror, it looked like he had a girl's figure
from the waist down! As he turned, another pocket of gas escaped, and
he actually saw his flesh swell.
He stood there for a minute, in shock, and realised that, no matter
what, he had to stop this before it got any worse. He tried desperately
to hold the gas in, hoping that it would just go away, but after
another minute, he couldn't help it, and a huge raspberry let rip,
causing his ass to jump up in size, painfully tearing the seams on his
jeans, which still dug into him despite the rips. He quickly peeled
them off, and got his first view of his new figure, he definitely had a
girl's ass now, and not a slim girl, either! While there was no sagging
or anything, his now-huge cheeks were obviously pure fat, and they
curved into his hips and his thighs like any other big girl's would. He
didn't know what to do, and just stood there watching for nearly five
minutes as he continued to uncontrollably break wind, and his backside
grew to huge proportions.
Then he had an idea, and he ran to the bathroom, feeling his thighs rub
together and his mammoth ass swing from side to side as he did. He
ripped open the medicine cabinet, and nearly cried in gratitude on
seeing the anti-gas tablets in there. He ripped the cap off the bottle,
and chugged the contents, sticking his head under the tap to wash them
down. Now there was nothing to do but wait. He sat down on the toilet,
feeling his new flesh envelop the cold seat, his thighs hanging off
each side and his backside mashed up against the pipework at the rear.
He realised with dull horror that he couldn't even close his legs
anymore, couldn't push against the inches of flab to get his knees to
touch. As if to celebrate, his gut forced out a little trumpet, and he
could do nothing but watch as his legs were forced even further apart.
Ten minutes later, and the wind had all but gone, with just a very
small whisper every few minutes to remind him of what had happened.
Although, as he stood in front of the mirror again, there was no way he
could forget. His backside had to be more than sixty inches around now,
his hips and thighs swollen to match. The rest of him had stayed
exactly the same, his otherwise thin body making his new pear shape
even more pronounced. He was shaking, not knowing what the hell to do,
just knowing that he couldn't let anyone see him like this. He had to
get away, but he was naked from the waist down, and sure as hell none
of his clothes were going to fit over this whale-ass. He realised that
there was only one thing to do, and he hung his head as he reached
towards his sister's wardrobe.
He pulled out a pair of her jeans, and fell over as he tried to pull
them on standing up. His huge backside easily cushioned the fall, but,
as he lay there, his newly acquired inches and feet still wobbling like
jelly, he would rather have been hurt. He pulled on the jeans from his
position on the floor, having difficulty even bending his legs enough
to get his toes into the waist opening, when they stuck, refusing to go
any higher. For some reason, that was the worst thing yet, realising
that his ass was bigger than his hippo sister's, and not just by a
little bit. He started to panic, and threw the jeans away, staggering
to his feet, struggling to cope with his new weight and centre of
gravity, and started to throw clothes left and right, hoping for
something, anything, to cover him so he wouldn't have to see himself
anymore. And there they were, the baby-pink spandex leggings his sister
had worn at her biggest. He moaned softly to himself as he pulled them
on, knowing that nothing else would stand a chance of fitting.
He turned to see the damage in the mirror. The leggings were stretched
almost to transparency, straining to carry a load they were never
designed for. He picked up the backpack he had hastily thrown together,
and checked his wallet was in there. He had no idea where he was going
or what he would do, but he couldn't stay. He bent to pull on his
shoes, and heard the rip of the leggings starting to give way. He
sobbed, and waddled his way off into the sunset, huge butt-cheeks
bouncing merrily as he manoeuvred thighs thicker than his waist around
each other...
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