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A young woman walked down the street of the Arcadian suburb. She wore a
cute purple dress with a white shirt revealing a complete lack of
cleavage. Her face had a "make-up less appearance" of neutrality while
she in fact had spent an hour on it getting it right. Her shoulder length
blond hair ended in quite a few curls. She was wearing a set of dark red
high heels, her legs as smooth as could possibly be half covered in
white-and green striped long socks.Occasionally at times you could see
quite a bulge under her dress. Yes, indeed, Morgan Dufrene was what the
internet called a trap.
And while he was sure he had the look and even the voice down, lately he
had a decisive lack of success on finding partners. He wasn't sure what
did it, but he had been out of luck for quite a while. Morgan had been
bummed out for a bit, especially since the man with the (rumored) biggest
erection in town had been taken. Making it worse, he was straight. His
target was Rob Turner, though his name might as well have been Chad
Chaddington. There were not many men that were perfect, but he was
amongst it. Stretching up to two meters, with a extremely well tuned
muscular body. Short brown hair, a lantern jaw of justice and a voice
demanding absolute respect.
A man so perfect, he seemed to be unreal. And to make the entire
situation even more unreal, he was married to a fat woman! Diane Wilton
was an above average woman in length, but her girth was the more
impressive form. She was definitely overweight, with breasts that went up
to at least a H cup and a massive stomach to go with it. Her hips were
wide and her butt was excessively weighed down with fat. Yet, she was in
fact quite muscular in her arms and legs. Diane was a woman that sought
to keep her overweight form in shape, paradoxically so. She ate a lot but
at the same time did a lot of exercising at home. For someone of
significant weight, she strove to keep quite nimble, flexible even.
There had been many rumors and arguments in town when Rob finally hooked
up with Diane for good. Arguments of blackmail against Diane, or an
unwanted pregnancy. Yet, as the loving couple settled into their upper-
middle class home, most of the arguments against them faded over time.
The consensus as this time was that Rob simply had a thing for fat
chicks.
Morgan had but one goal in his mind. To take Rob for himself. And there
was only one way in which he could do it. He walked up to the dark blue
house on Commonwealth street, checking around him. Quickly he headed to
the right, checking if the door to the garden was open. To his luck, it
was and he slipped right into the rather isolated backyard. It had high
border walls on three sides and quite some privacy. He suspected that was
by design. He snuck around the corner and peeked inside quickly checking
the ground floor rooms. She wasn't there. Morgan took a breath as he
waited for a moment, listening.
Music was playing on the first floor, quite loud actually. Morgan
gathered his courage and reached in his tiny backpack for the skin suit
gun. His finger on the trigger, he checked the back door. He couldn't
believe his luck. Morgan had in fact randomly set out on this journey,
and now everything was happening perfectly. Using tactical training
(read: watching a lot cop TV-shows) Morgan quickly checked out all the
rooms on the ground floor. Kitchen, toilet, living room. Everything was
clear. His heart was pounding as he snuck up the stairs. If she got the
drop on him, he was absolutely boned.
Ccccreak. Ccccreak. The wooden stairs made quite some noise as he put his
weight on it, his light weight still having quite an impact. Carefully
so, he inched forward towards the room where the Techno beat was coming
from.
The door was on a peak and the floor shook slightly from the sound of the
music. Or was it Morgan's heart pounding under the pressure. As he
stepped into the room he could see his target.
For the rather small man, she was a massive woman indeed. Extra thick.
Extra shapely. She was currently in a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt,
walking on a treadmill. Diane was going through her normal sporting
session on a Saturday afternoon, her favorite music on loud. With every
step her massive body shifted and she was sweating severely.
Morgan slammed open the door and pulled the trigger five times, aimed at
center of mass (which was mass-ive). The massive-deflated skin of Diane
fell on the still-rolling treadmill and was deposited on the floor on the
far end of the device. Carefully he stepped into the room, before
suddenly bolting forward, picking up the massive heap of skin and
shutting the music off. Then he ran through the door into the bedroom. He
tossed the skinsuit on the bed and quickly closed all the blinds,
shutting the door behind him.
His heart was beating like mad and he was panting. It took him a few
minutes to just calm down.
Lying in front of him...was the only woman that Rob Turner was interested
in. And what a specimen she was. Morgan lifted up the skin, draping
Diane's face in his hands. Her eyesockets were empty, devoid of the
marvelous green eyes that they used to hold.
"Ho-ly crap. I actually, I actually did it." He flipped the skinsuit
over, struggling for a moment with it due to its sheer size before seeing
a zipper on the back underneath the t-shirt. He undressed the skinsuit,
and them himself. His erection was average but it was extremely strong.
Morgan struggled for a moment to pull the skirt free from it. Now his
nude form, as unimpressive as it was came free. He chucked his own
clothes in the back of the closet just to get rid of them.
"All right, now let's see if this works." He lowered the zipper that went
all the way down to her butt. Inside he could see only black in the
massive mass of skin he was now holding up. It was rather easy pushing
both of his gentle feet inside, looking for the right place to put them
in. It took quite a bit of stretching and pulling before Morgan could
feel his feet slip into hers. As if by magic, he could now start to feel
the skin around his legs start to shrink around him. Like as if he was
being tightly wrapped in some sort of strange fabric that was quite warm
and comfortable. To his shock, he looked over the skin and saw the legs
of Diane deflate and then come back into full force. The vague warmness
dissipated around his feet and legs and he could suddenly feel the
shifting of these fat yet powerful legs be his. He lifted both of the
legs up, now holding up the rest of Diane with his hands while he stood
on top of Dianes legs. It looked extremely mismatched.
The weight around his feminine legs shifted around while his dick seemed
to get even harder.
"Oh my God, yes!" Morgan sat down on the bed pushing his stomach inside
the skinsuit. His erection poked and then flattened itself against the
front of the suit. A shock of pleasure overtook him as the process
continued. He couldn't feel his cock any more, as a whole new range of
sensations came to him. He now put his hands into the very very baggy
arms attached to the suit, fitting his hands into the holes. Like a wave
the deflated skin reformed itself into the thick hands of Diane.
Morgan opened and closed his new hands. While some parts were indeed
flabby he could feel the strength contained within become his. Her big
round arms waved around wildly before Morgan decided to take the big leap
and push his entire body up to his neck inside. The scene now changed as
Dianes entire lower body regained its form, her G cup breasts literally
inflating to their impressive form. Only Dianes face hung limply in front
of her body.
"Holy Crap...yes!" It took him quite some time to adjust to the way of
moving with his new form. Diane's hands now firmly groped her own
breasts, lifting them a bit and letting them fall down once again.
Despite his large and weighty form he had little trouble moving around.
The weight on his rear and front tugged on him yet any move he made he
could do so freely.
"Okay, one thing left." Using his new massive form he tugged the mask
over his head, covering it fully. His eyes became hers, his voice became
hers, and now, there was nothing of Morgan left. Diane re-emerged fully
but she had a perverted look on her face. She played with her breasts,
looking in the mirror at her brand new form. She flexed her muscles.
"Skinny Morgan no more...look at me now!"
"Now about that...bonus feature..." Diane closed her eyes for a second,
thinking back as she could feel something emerge from within. Her "brand
new" labial lips parted, pushing Morgan's erection out. Compared to his
new body it looked simply tiny. She put her hands around the Morgan's
erection with a big smile on her face. "Oh, I don't think this will..."
All the pent up pressure came loose as Diane came the moment his new
hands wrapped themselves around her erection it immediately came, clearly
unprepared for the amount of sexual stimulation his new body came with.
Cum splattered over the wooden floor as Diane milked herself for all she
got. She moaned in her usual fashion but for the first time it wasn't in
falsetto. "OH YES! YES! YES!" She continued on for quite a while before
cleaning up her cum stains before they went dry.
"Look at me now. I'm a Godess." Diane slapped herself on her massive
buttocks. Her hands, her fingers, her body her breasts...all his. Morgan
took a moment to put his cock back inside before thinking about what he
should do next.
Flicking through Dianes memories he was looking for any secrets. He only
found one. She reached for the safe on the other side of the bed. A few
clicks later and it was open. Inside wasnt any sort of valuables but a
massive blue dido with a suction cup on the other end.
"Oh hello there..." With glee Diane pulled out the sex toy. "No way
skinny Morgan could fit this but Diane..." she placed the dido on the
floor making sure it was set tight as she hovered her moist vagina over
it. "Oh Ive gotta film this." She picked up Morgans phone, set it to
record and lowered her front onto it. Morgan did have experience dealing
with such sizes but certainly not in such her form.
Her body shifted with each sway the excessive weight getting in the way
sometimes but for Morgan or rather Diane it was all how it should be. Her
hands barely fit around her chest her nipples wild and stretched quite
wide. Morgan had never felt so powerful as then. Already he could feel
his first full feminine orgasm begin to build inside her.
It thundered and roared as Diane moaned her body shattered by a
thunderous orgasm squirting on the blue dildo that shattered her insides.
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