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"Good evening Ms Wen." "I trust you had no issues finding me?" "It's nice to finally meet you Mr... X." "No, the directions you gave in your email were perfect. It's strange, since I've never noticed this building before, and I've driven through this area hundreds of times... but I suppose there will be a lot of strange things happening today." "Yes indeed Ms Wen, I make it a point to not be found unless I intend to be. Sorry to be abrupt, but did you bring the full payment? I apologize for asking for the full amount up-front, but some people insisted on paying me half now, half later. Only to discover, as I told them, that the changes made might not be exactly what they desired." "Oh no, you made this all very clear in our emails. I have brought full payment and I am not expecting to get everything on my wishlist, but I sure hope I do. This is quite a bit of money to spend on petty revenge, but I suppose I can afford it. And I want it very badly." "You won't be disappointed, I am quite good," Mr X smirked. "I am happy to get that out of the way. Please, take a seat." Mr X gestured at a large, comfortable sofa before returning to his desk covered in computer displays, laptops, and techy gadgets in general. "Alright. Before we get started I would like to make sure you are prepared to stay for the duration of the change. I will get the target as close to your preferences as possible but it may take hours or perhaps even days. I have learned not to rush the changes but to observe the universe's full response to each change before forcing another for her to digest. Lucky for us, the universe does not work harder than it has to and seems to change as little as possible to fit the target into their new natural setting. So, it usually does not take too long to see the full consequences of a change." Mr X gestured to a large TV mounted on the wall. "Over here we have the television screen you will be most interested in. It shows the target and many metrics we can use to analyze the effects of our manipulations. It has taken years, but I believe we have truly reached a new era in technology complementing the supernatural. Could I offer you a beverage or snack before we get started?" "No, thank you. I am eager to make this happen. I have been dreaming of getting back at that bastard, excuse my language, for years." "Well today you shall! I need to know your end result wishes Ms Wen, I can take it over from there and plan the most likely path to your goal." Ms Wen's excitement was overcome by her nervousness, it took her a moment to speak. "I have thought very hard about what to do to Nick since learning of your services. I am sure you do not care, but I must justify my decision to do this. To help put my conscious at ease." She exhaled to relax, "I met Nick my freshman year of college, he was a junior. We dated for two years, and I thought things were going great. I was preparing for him to propose to me once he graduated. The day he graduated, I went to the ceremony to watch him walk. I waited for him outside, but he never came. He never looked for me. After that he stopped responding to my calls, emails, texts. I had enough after a couple weeks and drove to his parent's house to confront him." "His Mom looked confused when she let me in. She shouted up the stairs to tell him I was there to see him but then I was already on my way to his bedroom. As I expected, I opened the door to see my boyfriend cheating on me. What I did not expect, the girl was my best friend! After I finished screaming at my now ex-best friend to the point of her running from the house half-naked, Nick decided it was time to enlighten me on how oblivious I had been our entire relationship. It turns out he didn't ditch me for her after graduation. He didn't even cheat on me with her during our relationship. She was just one of the many girls he slept with over the past two years! Somehow, he had been cheating on me the entire time. With half the campus! I asked why, I needed to know why. His response, 'eh, you are hot and all but you were boring as hell in bed and suck dick like you lost a bet. So I searched for a few fucktoys on the side.'" "His nonchalant way of saying it made it burn even worse. So that's what I want. Poetic justice. I want Nick to become a perfect, little fucktoy. One that is known from all around by pieces of shit like Nick. Oh, and she should 'suck dick' at a level that surpasses even Nick's very stringent requirements." Ms Wen leaned back into the sofa and took a deep breath to calm herself back down. Had she not been so worked up she might have been embarrassed speaking in such a vile manner. "I assure you that justification was not necessary. But if it brings you peace I am happy to lend an ear. But let us get started! I have Nick's information you provided. Please turn your attention to the screen and verify for me that this is your Nick." On half of the screen was a video stream, almost looking from the point of view of a hidden security camera. A man dressed in a well-tailored suit was hosting a meeting in a large conference room. Any time he pointed to his presentation and said something purposeful, the room would react with laughs or light applause. He was obviously succeeding in whatever he was doing. The other half of the screen was constantly scrolling block of text. The first bit looked to have been assembled from his driver's license and business card. Name: Nicholas A. Deed Location: Hilton Times Square Hotel, New York, NY Occupation: Chief Operating Officer of Technology Today, Inc Residence: Apartment 201, 1600 Broadway, New York, NY Age: 32 Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Brown Height: 6' 2" Weight: 184lbs Then more specific information began streaming. Chest: 40" Waist: 34" Hip: 38" Buttocks: 40" The stream of information continued to get more detailed, impossibly detailed. IQ: 117 Physical Fitness: High Energy: High Stamina: Strong Sexual Appetite: Very High Inhibitions: Low Sexual Partners: 32 She had to look away. She was just another notch on that belt. She gave her virginity to Nick. How many other girls had he taken that from with no intention of giving anything back. Trying to control her rage she redirected her attention to another block of streaming text underneath the video stream. "Next I should also mention that sales are up 10% from last quarter, I believe that's the next slide. Damn Sharon looks hot today, I'll see what she's up to after this. Focus. Almost done spoonfeeding information to these morons. Here we go. Sales are up, pause for effect, 10% from last quarter..." "That's him. I hate how successful he is." Mr X smiled, "Was will be the key word shortly. We should set the target to the end-goal age before we change anything else." "I want to take away the time he had with me. I know it doesn't work like that. But I want him to be the same age he was when he met me, 19." "Alright, let's enjoy the show!" Mr X began hacking vigorously on one of his laptops. Nick was wrapping up another knockout presentation. All that was on his mind was finishing quickly so he could see what Sharon was up to. She was definitely making 'mirin eyes' at him. As he pressed into his last slide he saw the audience's reactions shift. Seconds ago they were on the edge of their seats in anticipation of these final points. Now they were staring at him with increasing degrees of horror mixed with confusion. "Fuck!" Nick thought, as he spun around to see what vulgar image must have replaced his last slide. But the slide was fine. He looked at his clicker, but the hand holding it looked different yet... familiar. He felt light headed, a black tunnel encompassed his vision as the room started to fade. Just before he went completely black he felt a wave of energy pass through him leaving a resonating sound behind it. ?Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep.? Nick instinctively threw his hand up to silence the alarm, but it missed completely. He felt his knuckles collide with a cold wall, then pain. ?OWWWW?? Nick said groggily. He opened his eyes to look for an explanation. This was not his room. This was not his house. This looked like a dorm room. And judging by the decor, a girl?s dorm room. ?What. The. Fuck!? Nick jumped out of the bed. Why would he be in a dorm room? Well, he knew why he would be in a girl?s dorm room, he looked down to see himself in nothing but his boxers. He spotted a men?s pair of jeans and a t-shirt on the floor. But why did he have no idea how he got here? Maybe he went out with Sharon and she drugged him? but Sharon was in her late 20s with a full-time job. She probably doesn?t live in a dorm room. He reached out to finally silence that damn alarm clock and his hand once again caught his attention. He inspected the rest of his body and it definitely looked different. He was not quite as fit as he remembered being. He walked over to a closet door with a full length mirror hanging on it. ?Holy shit.? Nick touched his foreign but familiar younger face. ?This is impossible?? ?What do you think so far?? ?This is so cool! I wouldn?t have believed it unless I just saw it happen.? ?So Nick is standing, right now, in a girl?s dorm room wondering what the hell just happened?? ?You don?t need to ask me, the screen shows exactly what he is thinking. And that video feed is live, I assure you.? ?Yea, stupid question I guess. I just can?t get over it! Can we move on yet?? Mr X wagged his finger in an exaggerated motion. ?Ah ah ah!? ?We must wait until he completely catches up to the universe?s shifts. Memories of his new life should start appearing to him. He?ll have conflicts at first, for instance, which birthdate is really his. But over time, he will embrace his new identity over his old one.? ?OK, I?m sorry. I?m just so excited it?s working!? Nick was still trying to process what was going on. He picked up a cellphone sitting on the nightstand, 11:00 AM Friday. OK, 5 minutes ago he was giving his presentation. He couldn?t get out of the building much less all the way to Cornell in 5? how did he know this was Cornell. He went to Cornell when we was younger but he didn?t time travel or some Steven Hawking shit. But then he was definitely college- aged again. And in his girlfriend?s dorm room? Nick was interrupted from his thought as a key turned and opened the door to the room. ?Hey babe, skipping class today?? ?Uh, yea? I?m skipping... Bio!? Nick almost shouted the name as he grasped onto the memory of the class he was missing. This still didn?t feel right but it was something. ?Well I have an hour until my next class, want to pick up where we left off? You?re dressed for it.? She giggled. Nick suddenly realized the sheer beauty of the creature standing before him. Her perfect body was already shedding layers of clothing revealing her perky breasts and tight stomach. This was his girlfriend. He knew it in his head as plain as any other fact. The earth is round, the sky is blue, and this is my girlfriend Jennifer and she is hot as hell. Suddenly the entire situation seemed a lot less important to figure out now. Nick stared in pure lust as she sauntered over to him, exaggerating the swaying of her hips as she walked. ?And it looks like you?re ready for me!? she gave a devilish grin as she pushed Nick onto the bed and positioned herself on top of him. ?Ugh! This is NOT what I want to see! Not only is he about to get EXACTLY what he wants, according to this screen his entire life is going great!? ?Ms Wen, please calm down. I know this is very difficult for you to watch but believe me, things are moving forward properly. You never know how the universe will shift to accommodate these changes, which is why we take it slow. In fact, I think you will rather enjoy this whole situation shortly.? ?Oh shit. Damn she is tight! Damn I?m about to cum already, can?t hold it back. Fuck! Aaaaaaaah!? Nick felt the familiar build-up as Jennifer bounced her jiggling ass against his groin. Nick gave in and relaxed his muscles to allow the inevitable to occur. But nothing happened. The intense feeling was still there. He was on the edge of release, but he could not cum. Jennifer continued to bounce as yips of pleasure escaped her. Nick could not concentrate, only groan as the sensation grew stronger on every bounce. Bounce, grunt, bounce, grunt, bounce, mmph, bounce, mmph, bounce nnhh, bounce, nnhh. But then suddenly there was a bounce that seemed off. And then another. His mind was on fire. Did he slip out? Her ass slapped against his stomach as she positioned to reinsert and continue before momentum was lost. Nick held his breath, trying not to let the built-up ecstasy escape. Jennifer further repositioned herself to where she was on her hands and knees above Nick. Her breasts swayed over him. She looked down on Nick, gave a coy smirk, then, with overwhelming strength, spread his legs around her made a powerful thrust with her hips. Nick?s entire body felt like it exploded into pleasure. He gasped for air and heard screams of ecstasy. Another thrust, he gasped again and this time he could decipher two screams. One was Nicole?s familiar sex noise but there was definitely another girl, one who enjoyed getting fucked from the sound of it. Nick opened his eyes to see who the hell this other girl was but, to his surprise, was greeted by two heaving mounds of flesh where his muscular chest had been moments earlier. A pair of erect nipples, which were much larger than he was used to, topped them and were currently being brushed by Jennifer?s swaying breasts. He focused his vision on the valley between his new assets to see Jennifer positioning herself again, grabbing a hold of what looked like a purple dildo, then thrusting upward again into Nick. ?Nnnn...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!? there was that girl again. Nick realized he was the one making that nymphomaniac scream. ?Stop!? he yelled as authoritatively as he could, but it came out as a breathy, feminine whisper. He tried again, this time with all of the energy and concentration his quivering body could manage ?Nnno, this is wrong. How, what? I am the boy!? Jennifer sat up looking confused, then angry, then very angry. ?Nicole! Look. I know you, like, have a serious case of penis envy or whatever. But we agreed we would take turns being ?the boy?. You wore Mr Happy the past three times so I got to wear it this time! If you?re going to be a bitch about it then maybe you can just fuck yourself!? she planned these final words just as she removed Mr Happy and threw it on the bed beside Nicky. Jennifer quickly threw her clothes back on and grabbed her backpack as she headed towards the door. Nicole was overwhelmed. The confusion of the situation was somehow dwarfed by the shame she felt for not holding up to her side of the deal with Jennifer. The remorse was overwhelming, she began whimper softly. Jennifer opened the door and paused to look back at Nicole. She smiled and shook her head, ?Nicole, you?re such a mess. I don?t know how I?d live with you if we weren?t roommates.? Nicole?s whimper began squeaking into sobs. Jennifer tried again, ?I?ll be back after class. Besides, it sounded like you were loving it you little slut.? With a devious smirk as she closed the door behind her. Nicole continued sniffling. Jennifer was right, she did always have the fantasy of having a big penis hanging between her legs. She would bend Nicole over the bed and pound her tight little butt until it cummed inside her. A squeaky moan pierced the tears as the visualization caused her crotch to grow warm and tingly. She slowly slid her hand between her legs. Wait. Wait! This wasn?t right. She did have a penis! At least she did, before. Something changed her. What if it kept changing her!? She had to get out of here! She had to find help! She was naked! She ran to the closet and opened the door. Half of her was not sure what to expect but the other half had opened this door to get dressed for months. A mirror mounted on the back of the door caught her attention first. The girl looking back at her with wide eyes looked like her sister. When she was a guy. If she had a sister. But this was her reflection. She looked at the same tiny B-cup breasts she cursed since high school. The same untoned stomach and legs. Yup, there was her big butt. But these memories couldn?t be true, she was a successful 32 year old man! ?I gotta get out of here!? She knew what she had in this closet. Jeans, too tight. Shorts, too short! Dress, just, no. Skirt, definitely not! She grabbed a pair of pajama pants and slid them on trying not to think about how far she had to stretch them over her big butt but also resisting the urge to smack her own ass just to watch it jiggle in the mirror. Conflicting thoughts paraded her mind as a lifetime of self-consciousness collided against a lifetime of lust over naked women. She had to cover these boobs, maybe that would help. She grabbed a baggy t-shirt and threw it over her head. She instinctively tucked her light-brown hair behind her ears. The movement in the mirror caught her attention again. She bit her lower lip, that looks hot. She whispered as seductively as she could ?I?m not wearing any underwear.? Then squeaked in horror and ran out the door. Holding back tears of laughter, Ms Wen was grinning like a child on Christmas morning. ?You are the master! I will never doubt again!? ?What can I say? I?m good at what I do.? ?So what are your plans next?? ?Well, as you can see, despite Nicole?s well-founded sexual preferences, she is quite a studious and traditionally proper young lady. It looks like she is tracking to graduate with a fairly similar trajectory to old Nick. I would assume she would be as successful as her former life or possibly even more so.? ?Unless!? Ms Wen nearly shouted in excited anticipation. ?Unless we intervene, of course. This next batch should be enjoyable. You see, every woman has a breaking point. A girl simply born with large breasts may or may not turn out to be a slut. A girl born with large breasts and other generous proportions to match is no guarantee either. But with every shift, the likelihood of her growing up to using those assets to her advantage increases. This is what I call the breaking point. Let us find Nicole?s breaking point.? Nicole waited by the elevator impatiently. ?Fuck why do I have to live on the 4th floor.? She muttered angrily. ?Forget it, I?ll take the stairs!? She ran to the stairwell and started down the first flight. As she ran her small breasts bounced. She cursed under her breath for not taking the time to put on a bra but she pressed forward. Second flight and they bounced even more wildly. They felt heavier. Third flight and they were really bouncing now. Her nipples were rubbing the t-shirt as they jiggled uncontrollably. ?Yip!? the sensation became too much. She grabbed her breasts with her hands to try to reduce the stimulation. There was more here than she was used to. Her hands, which would usually have no issue cupping her boobs, could only contain a portion of the jiggling flesh. She held them still the best she could as she cleared the final flight. She ran out of the building and looked down to validate her concern. Where the t-shirt was draped only seconds earlier, it now stood proudly off of her chest. Two very stimulated nipples were clearly visible behind the fabric. They were so perky, she stretched the neckband of the shirt to peer down. Two bare, perfect mounds greeted her. ?Nnnooo!? Nicole had to think. She didn?t have a car here, her dad wouldn?t let her bring her car to college. She?d do anything to have her old, clunker Honda here, no, wait, wasn?t it a BMW? Her thought was interrupted as her breath was temporarily squeezed out of her. She tried to yell in pain but the air was already evacuated from her lungs. She doubled over wrapping her arms around her stomach. She could feel her abdomen shifting under her t-shirt. Her eyes were closed tight as tears began running down her cheek. Just as she thought she couldn?t take any more the tightness began to release. It didn?t quite return to normal but she could breath again. Something bad just happened. She knew the drill, time to inspect the damages. The first realization was her arms were now wrapped around her bare midriff. She wasn?t naked. It looks like her t-shirt had somehow shrunk itself. No, it changed completely. She was wearing a tight tank top that ended just above her belly button. The scoop neck allowed her newly expanded assets to proudly display themselves. ?Wow.? she heard herself mutter under her breath as she admired the impressive cleavage. She regained focus and continued the inspection. Judging by her arms and exposed stomach she assumed she had lost quite a bit of weight. She was now a very sexy coed. ?No, please no.? She did not need a mirror, she had spent most of her life looking into one. ?Nicole, concentrate!? she shakily tried to regain composure. ?You need to get out of here.? She scanned the campus and her eyes locked on the bus stop. For some reason, this image caused a new carnal fear to stir inside of her. She was weak, she was vulnerable, and she was a college boy?s wet dream walking around in her pajamas. She tried to remain calm but felt her heart fluttering. This idea was terrifying and yet it somehow excited her. ?Just breathe. You can do this Nicole.? She started to walk towards the glass enclosure as casually as she could manage. Her heart pounded harder as she spotted a group of guys walking her direction on the sidewalk. As they approached, their conversation died down as some of them stopped talking completely to stare at Nicole. Most attempted to hide their gazes, a couple smiled nervously, but there was one that especially caught her attention. He looked at her with the eyes of pure lust. She could almost feel him mentally peeling off her shreds of clothing. Again, her body?s response was fear mixed with excitement. A brief hypothetical situation unfolded in her mind where he would forcefully take her and have his way with her on the very bus stop bench she was walking towards. The fear began to fade as the excitement grew stronger. She felt her body begin to tingle as electric waves converged between her legs. ?Focus? she whispered, ?just walk natur..? *Click!* Her hips popped causing her to almost lose her balance. She regained her composure but another *Pop!* caused her to shift her weight. She kept walking, she had a goal. The bus, she must make it to the bus. Her weight was still shifting back and forth to keep balance. After a half dozen more steps she assumed she would be walking normally again but, no, she was still swaying wildly. Step, step, step. It was no use, her body insisted on swaying? her hips. Maybe it?s not noticeable, she glanced up to realize all of the guys in the group had stopped walking and were gaping at her. Of course they noticed, these pants are so damn tight they wouldn?t hide anything. No wait, they?re pajama pants, I just put them on? I don?t have frumpy pajama pants... she stopped abruptly and inspected her pants just in time to witness the legs of them dissolving away leaving her long legs exposed. They continued to tighten and shrink until all that was left was a pair of very fitted boyshorts. ?Eek!? Nicole let out the most girlish of shrieks. The entire group of guys had their mouths hanging open in disbelief. They must have seen it too! They?d believe her story and maybe help! She called out in an even higher pitched and much flirtier voice than she was expecting, ?Hey boys, can you come help me?? She immediately regretted her decision. Why did she pick those words? Why did she say it like that!? She turned to walk around them, maybe they didn?t hear her. As she turned she felt a *creak* as her back arched and hips rocked forward slightly. It was not painful, luckily, but it held its new shape. She was now standing profile to the group, thrusting her plump ass and glorious tits. ?That?s it! Fuck the bus, fuck the plan, fuck? me?? she felt a sudden relief of built-up tension she did not realize she had all this time. Her thighs were suddenly cold. With the progression so far she half- expected herself to now be naked. But no, her undies were just as they were? but now they were wet. Soaked actually. The white material was now nearly transparent. A bead of liquid was running down her inner thigh, she wiped it off with her hand and instinctively smelled it. Sex. This was the smell of sex. She was literally dripping with sex. Of course she was! She had just finished getting fucked by her boyfriend. He came in her, on her, around her; then she didn?t even bother cleaning up before throwing on a pair of undies!? She giggled at her own stupidity as she twirled her blonde hair in her fingers. What was she thinking, she was such a ditz sometimes. ?Umm.? She tried to think through the fog. I?m not just a sexy girl. Another bead of cum trickled down her leg. I?m a dirty sexy girl. She continued to twirl her golden lock with one hand and began to chew on the tip of her thumb on the other to try to help concentrate. The feeling of her thumb in her mouth combined with the taste of cum it was saturated in was really heating her up. She stopped twirling her hair and began to slide her hand between her legs when she realized she was still presenting herself to the group of guys. ?Wait.? a sudden clarity brought her back to reality. Nicole knew this was not right. She had to get home now! She turned and ran as quickly as her new body would allow her. She jiggled and wiggled in tiny steps back to her dorm. ?Your Nick is a strong one, he hasn?t fully given in yet. The changes have had an obvious effect though. Notice her IQ has dropped considerably. It seems Nick, erm Nicole had a much harder time concentrating in school. I think we all know what was on her mind, notice the sexual partner count? But she is still desperately trying to stay in college. It seems her current ambition is to be an Elementary School teacher. Probably because that?s the only group she could manage to teach anything to. So the ego is still there, she isn?t broken yet. But no fear, nobody can resist a pretty face. Shall we continue?? ?Yes!? Ms Wen blurted out with her hands folded in anticipation. ?Sorry. I am just having a fantastic time.? Nicole slammed and locked the door to her dorm room. She was panting heavily and her body ached from running. The exertion of physical effort at least gave her the clarity to remember Nick. She was in disbelief, but being in this room made it real all over again. Especially with the amount of pink everywhere, it wasn?t this pink before was it? Pink curtains, pink carpets, pink sheets? her sheets were still wet and stained from her previous escapades. This had to be a bad dream. She walked into her bathroom and turned on the sink faucet. She tucked the golden locks of hair behind her ears and splashed her face with some cold water. She looked in the mirror, but the reflection looked wrong. It wasn?t the perky, partially exposed D-cups framing her face. Her nose looked different. She always hated how big her nose was but, just like that, it had shrunk down into adorable perfection. She never hated her cute little nose, why was she thinking that? Her skin shifted slightly as every pimple and imperfection vanished. Her big eyes widened as she watched her face shift and become even softer and even more youthful. The changes slowed but she couldn?t look away. It was like looking at a real-life barbie in the mirror. She bit her plump lower lip at the sexual confusion burning inside of her. She heard Nick?s faint voice in her head, ?I?d give my left nut for 5 minutes with...? It sounded so foreign, but she wasn?t even sure what was real anymore. She backed away from the mirror to get more of her body in the reflection. She was the complete package she thought, running her hands over her curves. ?I could be a model.? She was still purring the sentence as her tank top began to shrink again. Her large breasts were even more exposed now as the top crept upward and tightly cupped them. Her bottoms quickly followed, the minimal material covering her legs vanished. She was wearing a matching, very exotic bra and panties. The clasp of the bra tugged as ornate wings sprung from behind her back. ?What the heck!?? she heard herself squeak. She ran out of the bathroom with her wings barely fitting through the doorway as they continued to unfold. She was not in her room. She looked around in confusion as she stood facing a group of other nearly naked beautiful women. She heard a man?s voice announcing something through large speakers behind her. Her heart was racing, she felt like she had just finished a marathon. She felt beads of sweat building all over her body. As she continued to stand in place, petrified, a short chubby woman with short hair and a clipboard snapped her fingers to get her attention. ?You looked great Nicole, good work. We have to get you dried off and ready for the next run in 10 minutes.? She grabbed Nicole?s hand and led her into an adjoining room. She glanced over her shoulder to see one of the other girls, also in her underwear with wings attached, walk through the curtains she had just come from. ?Nicole! Focus. Timmy here will get you ready to go. Remember, 10 minutes.? She said addressing Nicole and the very eccentrically dressed man standing next to her. ?Ok Ms Nicole, let us get you all cleaned up. You are positively drenched with sweat!? he spoke with a very noticeable lisp. ?Stand still, don?t move a pretty, little muscle.? He reached behind her and lifted her wings from her bra strap. They weren?t heavy, but it was still relieving to get them off. She shivered as her wet bare back caught a breeze. He unclasped her bra and began to remove it. She gasped and tried to turn away but he was surprisingly strong and held her shoulders in place. ?Ms Nicole! Please stand still. You make my life so much harder when you wiggle.? He began going over her body with a soft towel. Every inch was gently touched as he wiped her topless body down like he was detailing a car. She felt extremely violated but her mind settled as she recalled that this was just part of the job. ?Ah!? she half moaned as he worked the towel between her thighs. ?Nuh-uh-uh? he scolded her like a dog. He muttered something as he leaned into a cooler sitting on his makeup table. He removed a couple square rubber patches and peeled a paper backing off of each of them. ?Usually we try to only make you wear these for a few seconds to get your girls presentable. But I find they also settle down the? more easily excitable young ladies.? He slapped the patches overtop of her nipples with very little care. Nicole gasped at the sudden cold, then at the stimulation as her nipples began to expand beneath the patches. Timmy went back to work between her thighs, obviously satisfied at his solution. Her nipples continued to expand and squeak against the rubber patches, sending electric tingles through her body. These were amplified by the continued stimulation around her crotch. She couldn?t help it, she was overwhelmed, a long moan erupted from within her ?mmmmmmmm.? Timmy stood up abruptly with the look of pure anger. ?Are you happy? You have just ruined your very expensive undies! Now I have to go get the replacement pair and I still have to redo your makeup, and we have, 5 minutes! You better get a control of yourself young lady by the time I get back!? Nicole felt like she had just been chewed out by her father, deep shame caused tears to build up in her eyes. It wasn?t her fault! Her last boyfriend broke up with her when she turned 18 and got accepted to become a Victoria's Secret model. She hadn?t had sex since, that was a year ago! She loved sex! Who can seriously be expected to go a year without and not be pent up? Nicole was now fully crying. Her makeup was ruined. Timmy would come back and really yell at her now. She walked into the other room, just to get away from him. A girl noticed her tears and immediately walked towards her asking what was wrong. Nicole did not feel like explaining, she just reached for a hug, and the girl accepted. She laid her head on her shoulder and cried. Ms Wen leaned back dissatisfied. ?She makes more than me now. I know, I know, you aren?t done yet. But still, this doesn?t feel like progress. She was a college slut and now she is a professional model.? Mr X smiled. ?Ah, looks can be deceiving. Notice that for the first time, she is completely dependent on her looks for success. Her dream is no longer to do well in college and excel. She wants to flaunt her beauty to make money. Imagine how crushed she would be if she did not get accepted. She spent her life dreaming of being a Victoria?s Secret model. Watching them on TV, idolized them on the Internet, knowing their names, wearing their clothes. What goes up must come down. By the way, did you know there is a minimum height requirement to become a Victoria?s Secret model?? Nicole was done crying and finally broke the embrace. ?Feeling better? We are always here for you. I have to go make sure I?m still ready to walk. Ok?? The girl reached to give Nicole one final squeeze. Nicole happily leaned in to accept. But instead of the girl?s hands clasping around her back, they wrapped around her head and pulled inward. Before Nicole knew what was happening her face was submerged in this girl?s giant cleavage. The warm mounds completely engulfed her head as she let out a muffled, girly shriek. She pushed the girl away but instead found herself moving backwards as the other girl easily stood in place. The girl who was equal height to her seconds ago now towered over her. The entire room was bigger. She spun around to see all of the same beautiful girls now looking down at her in surprised confusion. They were giants. She was scared and small and weak. She ran for the curtain. Her underwear was sliding down her butt so she held them up as she ran. She made it through the curtain but bright lights temporarily blinded her. She heard the collective gasps of thousands of people. She looked down to regain her vision and saw the panties were many sizes too large. Like a little girl playing dressup with her mom?s underwear. She heard handheld radios chattering all around her. All she could pick out was the words ?security? and ?female streaker.? As the giant figures approached her, she turned to run back into the curtain. The underwear wrapped around her legs and she tripped and fell into it. Everything went black as the curtain wrapped around her head. ?Oh my gosh Nicky! Are you Ok!?? she heard a friendly voice call to her. She was still braced for the angry giants but gentle hands pulled the curtain from her vision. She sat up on the floor to regain her bearings and look for an escape. Nothing looked familiar. A homely girl knelt beside her with a concerned look on her face. ?Wh...where am I?? Nicole?s shakily asking in a tiny, girly voice. ?Oh sweety. You must have hit your head hard. You?re at work, at Luigi?s. You tripped and fell next to this table. I thought you just grabbed the tablecloth as you went down but you must have smacked your head.? Nicole breathed a sigh of relief. She was no longer being chased by? she couldn?t think of it. Everything seemed so fuzzy. She grabbed the last fleeting thought and shouted it, ?I?m a model!? The girl, well, Alicia as Nicole knew, helped her up. ?Oh my. Nicky I know how much you wish they let you in. But there are things you just can?t change. I don?t know a single girl who wouldn?t give anything to be as pretty as you are. I think maybe you should go home and rest.? ?Nnno, I?m ok. Just a little confused from the fall for a second. Thanks bestie.? Nicky was lucky to have such a good friend. Jeez Alicia was tall though, well, everybody was tall. She thought back to how cool it was to feel tall in middle school. She was the tallest girl in class. But then all of the other girls kept growing and she just stopped. Oh well, like Alicia said, can?t change it. And no modeling company wanted anything to do with a 5 foot tall girl who is so petite she has to shop for clothes in the pre-teen section. Anything else has to be custom, like this uniform. She looked down to admire her well- fitted black dress. When she got the job for a greeter they got her custom fit dresses so she could look the part. It was the nicest clothing she had. All the youth section clothes aren?t made for her proportions so they?re always way too tight in some places and loose in others. And she couldn?t afford anything else. She made her way up to the front kiosk. A few minutes later a family walked in to be seated. She stood on her tip-toes to see them over the counter. ?Welcome to Luigi?s! How many tonight?? she sang just as she had a million times before. The husband, admiring the little of her he could see, held up three fingers. ?Okee dokee!? she said ditzilly and grabbed three menus. ?Please follow me!? The husband, wife, and their teenage son followed her into the restaurant. This was Nicky?s favorite part of her job. She could feel their eyes burning into her backside. There was no need to add any other wiggle to her walk, her body just did it all naturally. She let it do what it did best and enjoyed the attention. Sure enough, by the time she got to the table the teenage son was walking with a bit of an awkward step. The husband seemed appropriated flustered as well. She motioned for them to sit before passing out the menus. ?Fantastic! I can?t believe how dramatic such a little change can be!? ?Quite little indeed. Height changes a lot more inward and outward perspectives than people realize. She is officially broken, look at the climbing sexual partner count. It is her main source of validation. Now we just tweak until we get her where we want her.? Nicky handed out the menus. Playtime was over. She leaned over the table to hand the son the menu but something pulled her downward. Her chest hit the table, much sooner than she expected. She stood up and plainly adjusted her DD breasts in her dress. The deeper neck was so revealing that the fall caused one of her nipples to be slightly exposed. So she shifted and fluffed them up in plain view of the son. She winked at him when nobody was looking just to add a little extra tease and sauntered back to the front of the restaurant. ?That was fun? she thought to herself as she got to the front. They started to tingle again. She smiled almost expectantly as they expanded. She ran her hands over the flesh and panted as they grew to full E then F cups before they stopped. These were easily the size of her head! She looked like a barbie doll or a video game character! She looked like a? freak. Suddenly memories flooded in of getting teased by the other girls for being so short with rediculously large boobs. Starting in middle school, every boy she ever met called her ?Tig ole Bitties.? Her dress became much more conservative and she had to catch her breath as her misfitted bra restrained and minimized her cups as well as it could. Ms Wen jumped from the couch, ?Woah woah woah! What happened!?? ?I?m afraid I went a bit too far. Remember what I said about taking it slow? I didn?t obey my own advice.? ?She hates her giant boobs! She was so close and now she?s working her ass off to afford a.. breast reduction! Look! It says it right there!? ?Calm down. I believe I have an idea.? Mr X tapped his chin with a pen. ?We know Nicky is very self conscious and the teasing in school greatly affected her. It almost always does. We could put her back to where she was or? we could adjust the teasing to our advantage.? Ms Wen watched as the information under her body measurements changed. Breast Size: A Augmented Breast Size: DD ?Welcome to hooters!? Niki said gleefully to the pair of men that walked in the restaurant. She tingled with satisfaction as she saw both men use their taller statures to their advantage as they looked down her low-cut work shirt. ?My name is Niki and I?d totally love to take care of you guys? she bit her lip as she said it. She then turned on her heels to let them follow her bouncing ass to their table. She posed by their selected table, allowing them to get a good final view before sitting. As one of the men walked behind her to his seat she slightly pushed her ass out even further hoping to brush his pant leg as he walked by. She was a total tease and loved every second of it. He noticed her presenting herself to him and did the only thing his mind found logical at the moment. He slapped her ass with a mighty swing of his open hand. Niki felt it coming. She loved this almost as much as the teasing. When she finally tempted a man beyond his personal restraint and he acted on his instincts, she?d scold him with her ?tsk tsk look but don?t touch? routine. ?Whap!? Firstly, the smack was much harder than she expected. Secondly, instead of the expected pain, the impact generated pure pleasure instead. ?Oooooooooh!? she moaned in pure ecstasy. It was now her who was at her sexual breaking point. She jumped onto him, and taking advantage of her small stature, wrapped her legs around his waist. She pulled her mouth to his and kissed passionately as she grinded her crotch against him. He fell back into his seat and she rode him all the way down. Once he settled she grabbed his hands and helped him knead her breast with one hand while she guided his other between her legs. He at first hesitantly, then excitedly rubbed her as she continued to grind the stiffening member underneath of her. It was coming! She felt a build-up inside of her that she made no attempt to suppress. ?Fuuuuck yeeeeeeeeeeeees!? she screamed as he rubbed harder. She threw her head back and closed her eyes as she heard him groan in simultaneous release. ?Yes, yes, yes.? she panted as she came down from the overload of sensations. As she regained her senses she could hear the wub wub wub of a loud subwoofer pounding from a room next door. She opened her eyes to see the man under her smiling in satisfaction, his face lit by purple neon. She pulled herself off of him, noticing her breasts were now exposed and she was wearing a plaid skirt. A chill hit her heated sex which reminded her she wasn?t wearing anything but a plaid skirt. ?Thanks babe.? the man stood and reached in his wallet. ?They?re right, you are one sexy little freak.? he threw a handful of dollars at her before walking out of the small room and back to the club. ?I?m not a freak,? she pouted to herself. She found her button up shirt to complete her schoolgirl outfit and put it on. She crawled the floor and collected the money, damn $100. She smiled at herself, she was the best girl here after all. She could get any guy off in less than a minute and usually herself too. She giggled. She walked back into the club, ready to find her next target. But she didn?t have to. Before even making her way to the bar a man at a table pointed at her and motioned her over. This guy was dressed in a nice looking suit and he already had two other girls on his lap. She walked over, allowing her body to sway as it always did. She undid a couple of her top buttons on her shirt to start the tease early. As she approached he threw the two other girls off of his lap. He handed each of them what looked like hundred dollar bills, she was good at spotting these, and dismissed them. ?Holy shit? Niki thought, this dude is loaded. She quickly built her routine in her head and prepared to sit on his lap, he was probably already warmed up from the previous girls. But he abruptly stood up. I?ve been waiting for you.? he said in a thick Italian accent, ?my boys have told me of your beauty but I must say they did not do you justice.? Niki felt herself blush. ?I have an offer for you. I am feeling exceptionally lonely tonight. I have purchased a room at the nicest hotel in the city. If you come be with me for the evening I will make it worth your while.? Nicole knew the offer before he even told her. She got offers all the time for sex, but she was not interested. When she decided to become an entertainer she assured herself it was not dirty, she was not a whore. She was an entertainer! Just doing what came naturally and helping guys relieve a little frustration after their hard day. Besides, the night was young, she could make a lot more and get off a whole lot more doing this. She began her rejection spiel, ?Well...wuhh!? She felt a craving building up inside of her. It was just a minor twinge at first, but it continued to grow. A small pit turned into a void inside of her. Her exposed sex engorged as it no longer simply wanted to be filled, it needed to be filled. How could she turn this down? She leaned in and whispered into his ear ?I?m yours for the night.? ?Excellent!? the man seemed relieved she accepted. He gathered his coat and held his arm out expectedly. Niki hooked her arm in his and they exited the club. She had to take so many tiny steps to each of his long strides, she felt her boobies jiggling freely as she jogged. But all of her attention was on her swollen pussy. It was still exposed and aching for sex, she hoped this fancy hotel was not far away The man had a very nice car waiting. Niki had no idea what it was but it looked expensive. The man opened the door for her and she slid in. She made sure to slide in butt-first and then slowly rotate her legs giving a momentary glimpse of herself to the line waiting to be accepted into the club. She was already bought for the night but old habits die hard. The man slipped into his driver?s seat and the car launched forward. It was very fast. She had to hold her boobies still as the car weaved in and out of traffic and occasionally shot forward in an explosion of power. ?Your car is really fast! You?re, like, a really good driver!? She swooned as the man drove in silence. The car screeched to a halt and the man looked over with his most debonair smile, ?we?re here.? Men approached each side of the car and opened the doors for them. The man walked around and helped Niki out of her seat. She felt so special to be treated like this but it was really unnecessary due to the raging inferno already inside of her. It almost felt like wasted time. The man and Niki again walked together as a man led them to their room on the top floor. It was a really big room. Bigger than Niki?s house she thought. The entire city was visible from large, glass windows. The man tipped the staff and locked the door as he left. He reached in his coat pocket and retrieved a wad of money and laid it on the table. ?Niki, this is $1000 dollars. This is yours for simply accepting my invitation. I will double this amount if you haven?t changed your mind, but once you agree you are mine to use for the evening.? The man turned towards and then smiled broadly as Niki stood already completely naked, biting her lip in anticipation. She sauntered towards the bed, making sure her bare ass wiggled as she teased the man. She turned to wink at him but he was already behind her. She gasped as the man effortlessly lifted her and bent her over the bed. She squealed in a mixture of glee and pleasure as he entered her forcefully. She went limp and gave full control as he roughly manipulate her body into different positions. The idea of being used like a sex toy only made her even hotter as her squeals screams of ecstasy. ?You did it! Look it says right there, Profession: Escort! You made him into a whore!? Ms Wen jumped up and down clapping. ?Ah, but don?t short change yourself. Niki is certainly a slut. She has an insatiable need to be fucked. In fact, it?s all she really lives for now, not a whole lot more going on upstairs.? He scanned the screen. ?I am also proud to how she came out. She is unnaturally beautiful, but short and petite with big boobs and a bubble butt. I think it?s safe to say we achieved ?fuck toy?, especially since she is embracing it as a core fetish. And, as you pointed out, her profession is basically a fancy whore. But you don?t want a fancy whore. You want a trashy whore. You want her to be known for her blowjob abilities. Well you don?t become known for something by doing it for a few select clients as they request it. It needs to be a personal goal.? ?What else can you change though? Her sexual appetite is already ?obsession? and her inhibitions are ?nonexistent?. How can you make her give a blowjob if she lives to be fucked?? ?There is always a way! And it would be a shame to leave you, the customer, anything less than satisfied. There is a rare condition in which the brain is known to miswire nerves. Sometimes a person can be hit on the head and suddenly they feel their index finger in their middle finger and the other way around. Interestingly though, if these nerves were swapped at birth the person would never know, the brain adapts and they would know their index finger nerves to be their middle finger.? ?I?m not sure I?m following.? ?Well, if your earlobes and nipples were switched in your brain, around puberty you would notice it feels really good to squeeze your earlobes and you would probably start to do it constantly. By high school you would be begging guys to suck on your earlobes in the backseat of your family sedan. You wouldn?t know why it felt good, it would just feel good. Now imagine, instead of just your nipples, it was the pleasure center for your entire body. And make it something you can?t avoid touching, like earlobes, how about your entire mouth and lips.? Ms Wen grinned as she realized where this was going. "Niki's teen years must have been very strange. Eating her bowl of breakfast cereal just kept feeling better and better as she grew. Early on it was probably embarrassing. Drenching her panties after every meal, but, eventually, you have to embrace it you know? Especially if your lips seem to be getting more sensitive by the day. Eventually you?re known as the girl who is always sucking on lollipops during class. And it only takes so long for the boys to make the connection that the gorgeous creature in the corner popping hard candy in and out of her mouth might be willing to give something else a try. First time I?m sure it was mostly curiosity driven. But the second she wrapped her lips around that throbbing cock she was sold. And that was even before she went too deep that one time and had it brush her uvula, surprise clitoris! And the result is? this!" He pointed to the screen. Ms Wen was at a loss of words, she hugged Mr X and choked out ?thank you, she?s perfect.? ?I am pleased you are satisfied. Now there is that one additional addon you requested, I am still happy to do it. If you still desire.? ?Oh yes please! It will be just too perfect!? Ms Wen walked past door after door at the Motel?s address she had written on her hand. It was a beautiful morning and she hummed a tune as she searched. ?107, 108, ah, 109.? She stopped and gently knocked on the door. No answer. She knocked again, harder this time. After some time the door slowly opened. The outline of a girl came into focus in the dimly lit room. Ms Wen squinted as she observed the figure. The girl?s tiny stature almost made her think she picked the wrong room, but no, she had to remember how tiny Nick was now. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her. As her eyes adjusted, there was Niki. Seeing her in person somehow made it seem even less real. Niki attempted to rub the sleep from her eyes, paying no attention to the fact that she was completely naked. She was so small, but her breasts were absolutely massive. They were too round and perky to be natural. The chasm between the two globes glistened with, yup, it was cum. The new Nick was covered in cum. She spent the night sucking dick as this bimbo and now she stood here unabashed and covered in stranger?s cum. This was an immensely satisfying thought. She then noticed Niki had been looking at her with a very confused expression. ?I? I know you. Didn?t we, like, date in...? Ms Wen interjected to set the memory straight ?Hi Nick..i. Yes we did! We dated back in school, before you dropped out. You should call me Ms Wen now.? ?Oh yea! I, like, totally remember now! How are you?? ?I?m good Niki, I want to catch up. I can wait for you to get cleaned up.? Niki stood for a moment, processing the sentence. ?Oh, me clean up. I guess I should. Sorry, I?m such a ditz sometimes! Just a sec.? Niki giggled as she used the nearest thing, her pillow, to wipe the stale semen from her face and breasts. She dug through the dresser drawers and picked out a pair of jean shorts and a t-shirt that looked obviously too small, even for her. Not bothering with underwear, she stretched the shirt over her tits, thinning the material and leaving her nipples plainly visible, and stopping just under them. The shorts were extremely small and made it obvious they were not designed to contain such a magnificent ass. She didn?t even bother zipping or buttoning them. She was so trashy, it was so hot. ?Keeping the pigtails?? Niki smiled, ?Boys love these. They ask me to pretend to be a school girl all the time! And usually want my hair like this.? Ms Wen piped in ?well you have got that look down for sure!? Niki pulled the pigtails out and shook her hair around. There she was, the messy blonde hair completed the look. Ms Wen needed to hurry before she gave herself away. Niki bounced on the bed a couple times like an excited teenager, which she mentally was. ?So, like, whatchya wanna talk about?? ?Well Niki, I was curious if you wouldn?t mind showing me a good time, for old time?s sake?? ?Sorry Ms Wen, I?d, like, totally love to help you out but I only like boys.? Just talking about it made Niki?s blood pressure rise. She subconsciously began gently chewing her lower lip. Ms Wen couldn?t stand it anymore. Sitting on the bed, the cute little teen was so beautiful and innocent looking But then you could not ignore the slutty clothes and overwhelming smell of sex. After all, she was very good at only one thing now. She was absolutely perfect. Ms Wen hopped onto the bed as well and laid down. ?Well I have a surprise for you!? Ms Wen lifted her skirt revealing a very erect penis. ?Oooooooooooooooooh!? Niki?s eyes went starry in pure, authentic amazement. ?So? Willing to help an old friend out?? ?Most of times the boys only come with it gets dark. But I like to get warmed up early! And I?ve never sucked a girl?s cock before!? Niki giggled. As she crawled over she stopped suddenly, ?I know you?? she whispered to the throbbing penis. In a flash an entire lifetime of seeing this particular penis, though from a different perspective, ran through her mind. She looked down at herself and whispered ?no, no, no? she looked again at Ms Wen whimpering ?I?m a, I?m a, how, did you?? Her eyes once again darted to the familiar member. Ms Wen sat up and leaned towards Niki?s frightened face. With a flick of her tongue she lightly lapped Niki?s quivering lips. Niki howled in lust and lunged onto Ms Wen. Ms Wen moaned in ecstasy as the sexy little thing worked them both into mind bending pleasure. She was absolutely perfect.