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As his computer booted up, Dave went to grab a beer from the fridge. By
the time he got back, it was ready, and he clicked on to the internet.
He had been single for over a year, after his last girlfriend had walked
out on him after three years together. She said he didn't understand
her, and she didn't like the fact that Dave was a fan of big boobs,
something Sarah and her 32As couldn't cater for. He trawled through his
usual dating sites, to find all of them depressingly scarce of anyone he
would consider dating, and no-one had messaged him. He was by no means
unattractive, but he had been a little lazy since Sarah left, stopped
going to the gym, drank more, and had developed quite the pot belly. He
didn't like to go out much, and was getting pretty depressed with his
situation when he saw a banner ad on one of the sites that caught his
eye
"Can't see what you like on this site? Then come try us. We guarantee to
get your perfect woman in your bed within a week, or get a free gift!"
It sounded too good to be true, and when he went through to the site, he
saw that it was a $49.95 registration fee. Well, he thought, he had
spent more than that on much more desperate options, like pheromone
spray and singles weekends.
He punched in his card details and was taken through to the member's
area, which had pictures of the most gorgeous women he had ever seen in
the background. 'Specify your perfect partner's profile' flashed the
screen, and he clicked the button. He was then presented with a number
of options and urged to specify what his perfect woman looked like, and
also to set his preferences for hobbies, income, level of education and
so on. He decided it would be shallow to start with the appearance
questions, so he moved straight to the personality ones-
Level of education- high school, college graduate, professional degree
or any. "Hmm, I don't really want her to be smarter than me." he
thought, and set it to high school.
Income- There were several bands of desired income, and he chose one
pretty high up, "Maybe I can be a kept man." he thought, and set it to
$150,000 a year.
Hobbies/Interests- there were lots of choices here, including some
pretty explicit ones in a 'sexual interests' section that he had never
seen on any other dating site. He chose 'Motorbikes', 'Movies' and
'Video Games' from the normal section, and was going to leave the other
section blank, but then decided if it was to be his perfect woman he was
searching for, he had better fill it in. He chose 'Loves giving
blowjobs', 'likes anal', 'multiple orgasms', 'orgasms easily', and then
got carried away, checking almost all the boxes, 'uninhibited',
'adventurous lover', 'high libido', 'will do anything to please a man',
'bisexual', 'likes bondage', 'likes using toys', and finally 'dressing
up and stripping off'. Getting rather excited, he moved on to the
physical characteristics section.
This section had a series of slider bars and dropdowns and a 3D image of
a woman, very lifelike but totally hairless, that changed as his options
changed. Her height read 5'5," and Dave decided to leave it there. He
clicked on the 'face' button, and the model zoomed in to a close up of
her face. He set her hair to 'straw blonde (natural)', 'straight', and
set the 'hair length' slider to maximum. The model zoomed out to show a
full head of beautiful straw blonde hair stretch elegantly down from her
head to ass. The model zoomed in again, and he gave her big, blue eyes
with full sexy black lashes, a cute button nose, and big full lips that
made her look like she was always pouting sexily. Dave was amazed, and
rapidly developing a hard-on. He was no good at design or anatomy, but
the modeller program seemed to make it all so easy. He clicked on the
'body' tab to complete his creation, and the model zoomed out again. He
set her body type to 'hourglass', and saw the model change from a
straight, almost boyish build to a busty, hippy woman.
"Nice," he thought, "but what else is there?" and dragged the slider bar
further, until it said 'extreme hourglass'. The model's hips and chest
swelled out and its waist sucked in, until it looked almost cartoonishly
curvy. But something was missing. Though her chest was wide, it was also
as flat as a board. Dave grabbed the 'breasts' slider and pulled it all
the way across. The models breasts ballooned out until the screen read
36DD. Dave frowned. Big, but not big enough. Then he noticed the
'custom' button to the right of the slider and clicked it. A popup
screen showed two disembodied breasts, and had a text entry box. 'Enter
desired cup size' it read. Dave put in F, and saw the digital boobs
swell up to the size of melons.
"Almost, but just a little more." he thought, and went to push the J
button, but his finger slipped and he hit 'N' instead. The breasts on
the screen grew until they almost filled the popup. Dave was stunned
and, salivating, hit the OK button.
"Just one more physical attribute to check," he thought, and slid the
'Buttocks' slider all the way to the right, to see the ass on the model
curve out in a perfect bubble, like an enormous peach.
Dave looked upon his creation and was well pleased.
"This modeller was worth the 50 bucks alone," he thought.
On the screen was the most sexual woman he had ever seen, huge pouting
lips, long blonde hair flowing down her back, enormous pert tits almost
the size of beach balls, a nice round ass, and deep blue babydoll eyes.
He hit the 'send' button and waited for a reply. And waited. And waited.
After an hour of surfing with the site in the background, he decided to
give up, and pester them for a refund, or at least his free gift,
tomorrow, and went to bed.
He woke up the next morning, Saturday, to a loud knocking at his
apartment door. He dragged on his dressing gown and stumbled to the
door. He opened it to see a delivery guy with a brown paper parcel for
him, which obviously contained something heavy. Dave signed for the
package, tossed it onto a chair and went back to bed. He awoke at 2pm,
got up, dressed in jeans and a baggy t-shirt, and slumped down on the
sofa to watch TV. His eye caught the package, and he tore it open.
Inside was a small bottle of exotic looking green liqueur in a spiralled
glass bottle. A card tied to the bottle's neck read 'To Dave, from
FantasyDate, enjoy! xxx'.
"Must be the free gift," Dave thought disappointedly, and uncorked the
top with a loud pop. The contents fizzed slightly, and smelled
wonderful.
Dave sniffed the pungent fumes, and decided to give it a try. Though he
only intended to take a little sip, it was so delicious, he ended up
finishing the whole bottle.
"Wow!" he said out loud, "Damn that's good!" and smacked his lips.
Then he felt a burp rise in his stomach, and opened his mouth to belch.
But the bubbles seemed to catch in his throat and pressure built up.
Suddenly he felt a warm sensation over his chest, and the pressure
seeped away. At the same time, his nipples tickled against his shirt.
Confused, Dave scratched them with his hand, and became weak at the
sensation this gave him. He licked his lips, which felt a little puffy.
Then, all of a sudden, the phantom burp crept up on him and he belched
louder and longer than he had ever before in his life, finishing
completely out of air, and with a constricted feeling on his chest. He
tried to put his hand on it, but hit two fleshy softball-sized lumps
that felt warm and very sensitive. Dave's gaze shot downward, and was
dumbfounded to see that not only were his pecs bigger than they had ever
been, but his fingers seemed different too. Smaller, somehow, and as he
inspected his hand, he saw his fingernails grow out to half an inch,
bone white at the end, in a French manicure. Confused, he scratched his
head, only to feel much more hair than had been there before, which he
could feel, but not see. He felt another burp rise, and this time he
actually saw his chest inflate, until a familiar, but very unwelcome
couple of bulges swelled on his chest. In a second, he whipped off his
t-shirt to get a better look, and noticed his beer belly had melted away
to a totally flat, soft tummy. Dave licked his lips again, damn they
were dry.
On his chest sat two perfectly formed and tanned D cup breasts, complete
with pink nipples that grew hard as the cold air hit them. He poked one
with his new fingers, now with inch long nails, and felt an electric
buzz of pleasure surge through him, that made him weak at the knees.
Dave ran through to his bedroom, his new breasts jiggling so pleasurably
on his chest, and new hair itching between his shoulder blades. In a
panic, Dave flung open the door to his closet to look at himself in the
full length mirror. What he saw stunned him so much he couldn't move, as
he felt, and now saw, his new straw blonde hair roll down to his jeans-
covered ass. He saw in the mirror the exact spitting image of the woman
he had created on the dating site the night before, or at least halfway
there. Instantly he saw why he had had to keep licking his lips, as they
were now an enormous, puffy pout. No matter what facial expression he
tried to make with his new blue eyes, with their lovely long lashes, his
high cheekbones and sculpted eyebrows, his mouth always looked like he
was eagerly preparing to give a very enthusiastic blowjob.
Suddenly another burp rose, and Dave clutched his chest, struggling
against the waves of sexual pleasure this caused in an attempt to stop
any further breast growth. It seemed to work, as the gas fell back down
to his stomach. But it didn't stop there. Just as he started to be
grateful for small mercies, he cut a rippingly loud fart. And rip it
did, splitting his jeans at the seams as his ass exploded out into the
firmest, roundest, biggest butt he had ever seen. His tattered jeans
fell to the floor, and he saw his elasticated boxers stretched almost
transparent over his new childbearing hips. He also saw that his legs
were totally hairless, and his new dainty little feet also had French-
manicured nails. Suddenly an intense pain hit him, like being kicked in
the balls. Dave doubled over, clutching his crotch as he felt it shrink
in his grasp, until it disappeared inside him, and he was left with a
smooth, incredibly sensitive camel toe.
Gasping, and reeling slightly, Dave looked at the woman that stood in
front of him in the mirror. She was the most beautiful, perfect woman he
had ever seen. But hadn't he set her tits to...? All of a sudden another
burp shot up, and he belched again, loud and long, his head tilted
toward the ceiling with the force of it. When he looked down, two
enormous beach ball sized breasts sat heavily atop his chest, with inch
long nipples stuck right out like coat pegs. Every slight breeze on his
warm breast flesh was so pleasurable it made him lose concentration, and
he ran his hands over his massive mammaries in disbelief. He felt an
unfamiliar moistness between his legs, and, watching himself in the
mirror, slid a hand underneath his boxers to investigate, licking his
lips and tweaking his right nipple with his free hand. Surprisingly
quickly, he worked himself to orgasm, and again, again and again, until
after fifteen in as many minutes, he was exhausted, and sat on his bed,
his enormous boobs wobbling like fighting space hoppers.
Able to compose himself at last, he took stock of the situation. He
learned very quickly not to look at himself in the mirror, as this made
him so horny he had to masturbate again. He had become the woman of his
dreams. It was obviously the stuff from FantasyDate that had done it. He
managed to pull his baggiest t-shirt over his huge endowments, but only
after having stuck a Band-Aid to each nipple-to stop the pleasurable
rubbing of the fabric on his tits, and then slipped some elasticated
pants gingerly over his perfect ass.
He moved slowly to the sofa, trying as best he could to stop his breasts
wiggling, but unable to stop the gentle sway of his glorious new hips.
He picked up the card that came with the liquid, and turned it over-
"Congratulations, Dave Smith! You will forever more have your perfect
woman in your bed! From your friends at FantasyDate." Just as he was
considering the best way to sue those assholes, the phone rang.
"Hello," Dave answered in an unfamiliar voice, dripping with sultry
passion.
"Tricia, it's Marty. Where the hell are ya? You were supposed to be here
ten minutes ago. The punters are getting restless. Especially Mr.
Yakamoto, and you know how well he tips! Get those massive jugs of yours
down here, pronto!"
"Sure thing Marty baby," Dave said unconsciously. The mystery man hung
up. Dave's heart sank as the pieces fell into place - 'will do anything
to please a man', 'uninhibited', 'orgasms easily', 'multiple orgasms',
'likes dressing up and stripping off'.
"Oh God!" he thought, his big blue eyes growing wide, "'bisexual'?
'Likes anal'? 'Loves giving blowjobs'?" he dropped the receiver down as
he absent-mindedly headed for the door, desperately wondering how he
would change himself back, but also wondering what outfit to wear on
stage when he got to the Titstop Adult Revue.
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