"Hey guys just a quick vid. Week 14 on Damsel. I'm starting to freak out because I'm outgrowing everything FAST. Like on one hand I'm glad my girlfriend, Alexis, came out and told me she loves big boobs but I'm starting to feel like this is getting out of hand. She's kind of a spoiled girl already so I'm wondering if I should enable her this much. Alexis is a total brat. Rich parents who give her all the money she could want. No job. She sits home masturbating all day and brags about it like a total spoiled princess. Doesn't have to lift a finger to help out at home and her parents very openly enable her.
She randomly commented on a video I did saying she lives in my town and thought I was really pretty. I thought it might be a scam but she was SO needy. Like, it was adorably pathetic. She kept messaging me saying how badly she wanted to kiss me and touch me and eat me out. I decided to humor her and OMG she's so gorgeous. Like I melted when I saw her face to face. She eyed me up and down and blushed. As we sat for coffee she asked me in a really needy voice if she was 'allowed to touch herself' as we spoke. I said no but she could grind her seat.
"No!?" she squeaked, and started grinding immediately. "But I need to touch myself so bad.... you're so pretty...." in just the dreamiest voice, fully unable to control herself.
I went along with her very openly sexual behavior and soon enough she confessed how addicted she was to looking at big tits. Since she's a needy spoiled brat I agreed to take Damsel. Only problem is.... the bigger my boobs get the hornier it makes and and the more she wants me to grow them out. I'm screwed, aren't I? This dopey, girl-crazy princess is gonna make my keep overinflating my tits until they're so big I can hardly carry them. I feel like such an idiot but part of me is happy I'm doing this for her...
She makes it so easy. When she writhes against me, suckling on my breasts, making her little gasps and moans as I start touching her sex, rubbing it until she squirts all over our bed.... Then we grind together, scissor, hump each other, kiss for hours, pressed as close as we can get. We lie together covered in our sweat and juices, falling to sleep every night. I think I'll keep growing my breasts as big as Alexis wants if it means we can keep this going so intensely. And if she wants to show off the huge breasts she's coercing me to grow at the beach or pool.... I hope everyone enjoys the show. Knowing Alexis is the reason they're so big as she giddily plays with them and stares at them whenever we go out makes me feel as spoiled and needy as she is. ❤️"
"OMG guys what did I just agree to? This cute guy sat next to me, asked me who I was, what I do for a living, hobbies.... normal stuff. He told me he's a surgeon. Mind you, he's a muscular dude who's hot as hell, shirtless, I can see how big his cock is in his shorts. I'm in horny idiot mode thinking if I nod my head and giggle enough he'll fuck me.... On the plus side he did say he'll buy me a few drinks later to celebrate my, um..... double mastectomy.
He started asking me questions about my family history, he offered to give me an exam when I told him my aunt and cousin got breast cancer. He gave my tits a nice series of squeezes in front of everyone here. He nodded and said he thinks he feels a lump in one. That it's probably just a benign cyst but he'd be 'happy to remove them for me'. I thought he meant my cyst, but he only said it as singular. He repeated this and I pressed him, asking, "Oh wow, so you think I have multiple cysts!?"
He laughed and shook his head. "You're cute when you're playing ditzy. I mean your breasts. I'd love to remove them for you."
I was like..... completely stunned, blushing, melting in his hands, which were still on my breasts by the way. A random woman watching and filming hollered, "Hey darling if the doctor is offerin' to remove those fat titties of yours I'd go ahead and do it."
Several others laughed and cheered on what she said.
I felt trapped, unable to back out. "I guess so, you think I need them removed?"
"Oh definitely! It'll only take a second, you'll be back on your feet a day later at worst. Very easy procedure."
"There's no other way....? I like my boobs...."
"Of course you do, but preventative mastectomies are common sense for big breasted girls like you." He let go of my boobs, giving one a light smack. "You'll be glad you did. It'd be my pleasure to remove your breasts, darling."
I squirmed in place, horny just from seeing him smile, from having him touch me. "I-I..... fine. You can get rid of my boobs, I guess....."
An onlooker whistled. "Good girl, get those things chopped off!" she cheered.
I looked away, putting my boobs back into my bikini top. "When do you wanna do it?"
He grinned handsomely. "I'm overjoyed to hear you say that. You know what? I had someone cancel at four this afternoon. Would you mind swinging by around then? My clinic is right across from this hotel."
"I bet they give you a free pass to come here and find girls like me to give breast exams to," I teased him.
"Good guess. They're happy to have me wander over here in my free time and recruit willing victims."
I blushed deep red. "Willing what???"
"Patients, sweetheart. Patients in need of my services. Which reminds me, I offer several more exploratory exams if you're interested. Never know what else I might find."
I bit my lip as he got up. "OK.... search all you want. You clearly wanna work on me even more...."
"See? That's what I like. Girls that know how to please a guy like me. Don't worry, I'll be gentle..... ish. Just, humor me. How much of you are you comfortable with me removing? I could always use some extra practice."
"Ummmm......." I dithered and shrugged. "Wh-Whatever you want!" I giggled like an idiot.
He seemed content. "Splendid. See you at four."
"I'll be there early."
"It's a date. Always a pleasure finding such a submissive girl."
He walked away. One lady came up to me and told me I better call my parents to come pick up whatever's left of me. I told them I'm OK if he wants to keep the rest of me as a plaything..... might as well at this point. I'm so embarrassed. Uhhhh, wish me luck? I guess I'm about to become some rich surgeon's new favorite fleshlight."
"Just admiring our daughter Kasey's growth.... 😈 She's getting so big she's liable to break her treadmill soon. We'll be good sports and buy her a bigger one for heavier girls, then treat her to a nice buffet. We genuinely didn't know so many parents were into doing this to their daughters. Very relieved that so many had daughters that were trans like Kasey!
We let Kasey transition pretty young. By 18 she was one of the prettiest girls in town and certainly a curiosity, given just how beautiful and well passing she was, but still with a very big, juicy cock. We talked to her doctor extensively and we were quite honest that we didn't want Kasey's cock to shrivel up and get small. So we put her on Rocket and persuaded her to give in to her desires and play with herself as much as she needed to. It was so hot for her father and I to see our gorgeous Kasey strut around the house in her tiny skirts and tank tops with a huge erection sticking up. We told her not to be ashamed of it, sending her videos about gooning and edging. Which she became addicted to like most trans girls.
By the time she was nearing 20, Kasey was perfect. Sexually insatiable, beautiful, adventurous. She had a good office job and functioned well enough despite edging her huge cock almost constantly. Her job even accommodates her needs and lets her edge at her cubicle. One monitor with her job, three more showing porn, playing into her headset. As her mother, I'm glad they're such an inclusive company and cater to Kasey's edging addiction so well. Her father and I were so overjoyed, but we always love having candid discussions about our lovely daughter....
We both realized we secretly fantasized about making Kasey fat. We told her doctor and he laughed, saying he hears that all the time. He put her on such a high dose of Estrogen and Progesterone that she'd bloat up regardless of her diet. We said we were concerned her edging might burn a lot of calories so he did give us a prescription for weight gain powder which we put in all her drinks. He also helped us find groups like this one! Where all of you share how massively fat you're making your poor daughters get. Soooo many perfect-looking trans girls, smiling, perky, tanned, becoming round balls of oily, sweaty filth. Part of us want to cap off Kasey's weight gain at 350lbs or so, but we know what we really want. Plus we'd be SO jealous of the other parents in this group getting to watch their daughters get too fat to walk or get dressed anymore. Poor Kasey just thinks she's getting a bit curvy.... she has no idea. Already a 60lb gain in five months..... At this rate she'll be putting on well over 100lbs a year. And somehow, I think we both agree it's not fast enough. We wanna see our beautiful, edging-addicted daughter become the massive slob she's meant to be!
I have more gifts to give. one thing I will say is I'm trying to figure out how to include the ones with video/gifs and im a bit stumped. i think converting it into gif form is the way 2 go but that will take a bit. hahaha. :D
Beautiful. If you want, keep it up. That top detrans one I also haven't seen in a long time! You must know a hidden cache! Again, somebody reblogged all my caps at least once I feel like. They're out there, Scully.
Great work. Love how they look, makes me wanna readopt my OG format!
"We're Julia, Caitlin, and Willow," Julia introduced the trio. "And we support Prop 854! Woooo!" all three said at once, giggling. Julia handed the phone livestreaming them to a man conducting interviews along Miami beach on Kick, mostly with trans girls.
"Thanks, you girls look incredible by the way. I take it you all transitioned young."
Willow nodded. "Back in like junior high."
"Damn, look at you guys," he said, looking them up and down. "Those hormones really made you guys a few sexy little thots, huh?"
They giggled and agreed. "Totally, can you believe we're technically boy?" Julia purred. "No wonder they're banning hrt for everyone under 25. They don't want all the boys becoming horny girls with fat asses, big tits, pumping their cock making out with each other."
"And is that you three?" the interviewer asked.
The three of them kissed, stroking their large erect cocks hanging out of their bikinis. "We fuck constantly....." Caitlin said.
"And despite looking like this, sexy with huge breasts, you support Prop 854 and wanna be detransitioned?"
Willow nodded. "Oh yeah, we've been doing advocacy all over whining about our big fat boobs and girl, unmasculine bodies to any old politicians that'll listen. We think it's super hot that we'll be detransed."
Julia nodded. "We talked a lot of our friends into voting. our parents voted for it, too. We wanna see every trans girl get roided up into gym bros, and every trans guy turned into a dumb breeder cow."
Caitlin bit her lip. "We're southern girls..... I mean boys. We believe in traditional gender roles! Men should be men. Not.... well, this." They all giggled, kissing again.
The interviewer nodded. "Still, won't it be sad to give up looking so hot?"
"Not really," Julie answered. "We're gonna hit the gym, get our big dumb tits chopped off, shave our heads, and embrace being the studs we're meant to be."
Willow stroked her cock eagerly. "I wanna knock up some slutty sorority girls. I wanna face fuck them, treat girls like porn."
"Which we are," Caitlin said. All three pumped their cocks.
"You're..... porn?" the interviewer chuckled.
Julia bit her lip, jerking off. "Everything about transitioning has just been about becoming the girls we jerk off to. The girls we should actually just be fucking as men....."
"Exactly!" Willow said. "We're just walking misogynistic fantasies of what girls should be..... It's definitely time for the state to tell us no. We need to stop fucking each other, being gay little porn sluts, and go out. Fuck needy breeder cows. Fulfill our true role."
"To knock as many girls up as possible?" he asked.
Caitlin nodded repeatedly, on the verge of cumming. "Spread our seed. Ensure all girls in our community above legal age don't have to go without kids in their belly. To put girls in their place. Keep them pregnant. Dumb. Too distracted by constant sex and sexual attention to ever have careers."
"A noble goal! Well, any parting words of wisdom? I'm ten for ten. Every group of trans girls I've asked is pro-Prop 854!"
"The girls bunched up, jerking harder, until they came, their eyebrows furrowing, moaning, as they shot one tiny, pathetic clear wad of cum each. "Please Governor, don't veto Prop 854! We wanna cum like boys finally! We wanna cum hard so bad! Make our cocks work right, not like pathetic fat-breasted girl cocks! We wanna be men, please detrans us!" Willow pleaded.
The interviewer finished filming them, and they returned to rolling on their beach towel, making out and taking turns fucking each other's asses. "Well, onto the next group of spoiled, porn-brained trans girls, I guess...... won't have to wait too long, probably."
A few years ago, Margot met Tyler at the state fair. They hit it off, she found it rather exciting to be with a guy so big and muscular.... not the kind of man her parents would approve of, and that only made it hotter. He was covered in tattoos, smelled of weed, looked her up and down. Some of the first things he brought up were the various stints in prison he did. She found his stories so enthralling. Mesmerizing. Like another world, the kind of place so far from her upper-middle-class upbringing. Like something out of a crime drama or movie. She fell hard for him..... and things changed completely.
"I'm home, baby," Tyler said, coming into their small apartment in a side of town her parents never used to drive through. Homeless people slept in the hallway leading to their apartment. There were a couple bullet holes through their bedroom windows, and she found it amusing. Constant sirens and shouting. Felt soooo right to Margot now.
"Mmmmmm, do you have my stuff?" she desperately asked, rolling her pussy against a yoga ball, spending all day drinking, masturbating, anticipating her reward for a long night out on the streets.
"You know it. You did good last night, definitely earning your keep," he laughed.
She nervously bit her lip, shaking with anticipation. "Please. I need it." She sniffed loudly.
"You're a mess today. Did you have any coke?"
She shook her head, grinding on the yoga ball. "You took it with you. Tylerrrrr..... please, I'm starting to feel sick."
"Awww, poor thing." He took out a small tin, scooping out a line of coke with a stray razor blade on the coffee table. "There."
She darted over and snorted it, eyes rolling back. "Oh fuck..... now my reward?"
"What do you say?"
"Please! I need it SO bad!"
"That's my little junkie whore." He reached into his jacket pocket, tossing her a baggy of heroin. "Don't use it all up at once. I need you to work the streets again tonight."
"Again!? Fuckkkk, do I ever get a day off?"
"You're my whore, I'm your pimp. Don't think just because we're engaged I'm gonna go easy on you. Besides, you've been making so much extra with that big belly full of brats."
She rubbed her belly, smiling. "I'll make lots of money for you.... As long as you, um..... keep giving me such nice rewards." She held up her baggie of heroin, pressing her cheek against it affectionately.
"You're so cute when you're in withdrawal. Almost makes me wanna see you work even harder for your precious little rewards. It's my money, after all."
"It is! I know that, but please....! Don't make me wait extra long or lower my dosage! I'm just fine, honest! I... um, could probably handle a little extra, actually.... maybe....."
He walked over, kneeling. He smacked her face softly, then her belly harshly. "Go shoot up, babygirl. Get yourself feeling good for tonight. Wear that tiny red dress and those fishnets I like. I'm gonna relax, have a few beers and play Call of Duty as you make all the money we need. Got it?"
"Roger! I'll make all the money you could ever want, Tyler! You treat me so well!"
"You know it..... Now." He picked a needle off the floor, under the coffee table. "I wanna see you inject right into a vein on one of your tits. Tie it off like we're going to a bdsm club."
"Amazing update, guys. Just approved for another three pregnancies on Jezebel. My team loves the results since starting me on this clinical trial. I'm adapting super well to the new formula. My libido is up around four times what it was before the trial. They hooked me up to all the fancy machines and monitored how I reacted to men, women, certain kinks, violent sex versus soft sex, bdsm versus fourplay. My arousal is now mainly triggered by much harsher sex, objectification and misogyny turn me on enormously now, whereas before the trial they barely got a reading. All of my pleasure centers are more sensitive and experience easier arousal and far more intense arousal from all sources. Isn't that incredible?
My IQ has dropped 50 points! Not what they expect every time I continue Jezebel going forward, there's a heavy initial burst of what they called, neurooooo-somethiiiiing...... ummm, basically like brain death. Lots of brain cells, stress, anxiety, thought activity are killed off so that uninhibited arousal can occur. And I have to admit I feel SO much better already. No pesky worries or cares really anymore. I don't think I know how to make plans really now? I just do stuff that feels good and they reward me with more sex and stimulation.... But I find plenty on my own, too!
I'm only eight months into my first pregnancy and this is the life! I used to be in college but I kinda stopped showing up six months in when my brain really started to clear up and feel good. How can I study when playing with my pussy feels THIS incredible now? And have you seen how big my tits have gotten? Now this is a bikini body! ❤️ I want to stay on Jezebel forever and just fuck, fuck, fuck! They even asked me yesterday after they rewarded how big and wet my orgasms are now with a question..... Like, if they wanted to strap me into a fuck machine that has its way with me almost all day, a feeding tube to keep me fed/nice and plump, all the Jezebel I could ever want, but no freedom or autonomy.... Would I do it? And I of course said hell yes! Why would I wanna do anything else but breed, fuck, and eat? Like, duh what a stupid question. Aren't these science guys supposed to be smart? IDK..... All I know is finally everything feels perfect! All you guys saying I'm being like reprogrammed into cattle are just haters!"
"Oh, you must be Darren, my daddy said you'd be stopping by," Reilly said.
"I didn't know anybody else would be here. I'm sorry, he said to come around back of the house to where the sauna and jacuzzi are.... Wow, holy shit." He averted his eyes as Reilly shook her breasts. "I'm SO sorry. I can come back."
"No, you're in the right spot. I'm about to hop in the jacuzzi if you wanna join me, or just watch. Daddy's running late with, um, a client...."
"Are you sure it's OK? You're Reilly. He's showed me pictures, none that are recent, apparently.... The only pictures on his desk are you, well, as a kid. How old are you?"
She shook her breasts more. "Nineteen. Almost twenty. Is that a problem? I don't make you uncomfortable, I hope....."
"No, not at all. Just, uh, act like I'm not here. I'll wait for your dad....."
She shrugged. "In that case, it's so nice I think I might take off my swimsuit. Would you mind helping me so I don't have to bug my maid. She might spank me if I keep bothering her...." She leaned in to whisper, "I think she just likes smacking my ass and paddling my tits. She loves to punish me for the smallest stuff."
"I.... can't you just go in with your suit on?"
"Awww so embarrassed. That's cute. Can I ask you something?"
"I guess?"
"What kind of girls do you like? Fat? Skinny? Blonde? Brunette? Small boobs? Big boobs?" She frowned. "Are mine too big for you?"
"No not at all! Um.... they're beautiful, honestly. You're just my boss's daughter. It'd be out of line for me to....."
"To what? Fuck me?"
Darren's cock hardened in his suit pants. "Sure.... If he saw me back here, he might think...."
"What? That you forced me? Daddy would love that actually... He'd say you're showing initiative. Instead you're just gawking at my breasts. Daddy isn't giving me pills to make them bigger just so his clients and employees can stand there drooling...."
"Wait, he sent me back here.... to fuck his daughter with a massive set of tits?"
"You should trust the first instinct of your cock, Mr. Darren. The second you saw me, I saw lust before you put on your coy little act. You wanted to pounce on me like a lion and rip off my swimsuit."
"And that would've impressed your dad?"
"Let's start over, dummy..... Hi, you must be Darren, I was about to jump into the jacuzzi, care to join me?" Darren started rapidly taking off his clothes, making Reilly giggle. "Daddy, keeps making me take these dumb pills to grow huge boobs. I guess he loves seeing me struggle. Perv..... Do you like big fat tits like daddy does?"
Darren lunged at Reilly, pulling down her swimsuit to her hips. He groped one of her breasts harshly. "Big? These are tiny compared to how big your daddy should make you grow them...." He kissed her neck, pulling her swimsuit the rest of the way off.
"Oh my....! So aggressive.... at this rate we're gonna have to explain why I'm pregnant as a house eight months from now....."
"You let me worry about that slut." He pulled her up, walking her by the neck to the jacuzzi. "Get in."
"OK.... daddy might be home soo--"
He loudly smacked her ass. "I said in."
She obeyed, getting in the jacuzzi. "But daddy's gonna catch us."
"Good. I want him to see your desperate pleading eyes as I fuck the shit out of you. I want to show him what a whore his little girl is."
She bit her lip. "There you go.... That's what my daddy wants to see...."
Josie and Sylvia were two trans girls who wanted to break into softcore modeling, light adult material to make extra money. They both figured since they transitioned young and passed great, with enormous natural breasts, people would go nuts over them. Easy money. The truth that their agents eventually taught them, was men wanted trans girls to be ultra clocky, barely even recognizable as women. They were told transitioning young was a huge detriment, and the girls who made lots of money in trans girl porn transitioned in their twenties after male puberty, many were also just cross dressers that got implants and weren't even on hrt. This sobering reality meant the two ultra-big breasted, gorgeous trans girls would need to make a few changes if they wanted to make money.
"Oh my god, Sylvia, no way is that you? From college? We were at the same sorority," Josie said in a slightly cracked, male voice.
"Josie, it's SO awesome to see you. Wowww you really detransed didn't you? They would NOT let us anywhere near that sorority now," Sylvia joked, her voice sounding totally like a man's.
"My agent made me detrans to do adult movies. He was having none of the huge boobs or my pretty sing-songy voice."
"Insane hearing you sound like a dude. Testosterone is wild. You used to sing karaoke and sounded so great! Mine detransed me for the same reason. Guessing you got the boy-chest treatment, too, from the look of those destroyed tits of yours."
"Yep.... guys used to go nuts over my boobs. Now? They literally reduced my chest to a flat, guy's chest."
"Same! When I woke up I couldn't believe it."
"Then they just shoved generic D-cup implants into my guy tits and voila. 'Breasts.' I guess this is what men who goon to trans girls want."
"What about....? Well, down there."
Josie adjusted herself, no longer sitting on her cock and balls, revealing a meaty, rock-hard twelve-inch cock. "This is what guys want, I guess." She stroked it through her panties.
Sylvia did the same, smacking her oversized genitals, even bigger the Josie's. "Yeppp, it's the worst!"
"Worse than having a constant five o'clock shadow, even with makeup?"
"Ughhh, I don't even both with concealer most of the time. My agent actually said most of my fans would prefer I not use it....."
"Even our shoulders are starting to look broader."
"Totally. And I had work done on my face, just like you, obviously. But next week I'm finally booked for my facial masculinization surgery, after that my agent says I won't likely be mistaken for a girl anymore."
"Oh wow, mine is next week, too. Guess our agents talk to the same surgeons and they had some opening. I'm really excited to see my results, honestly. The AI preview made me look SO manly and ugly. We're gonna fuck up our faces sooooo fucking bad, Sylvie, I'm telling you now."
"I know! My cock gets hard just thinking of it. No way are we ever gonna be able to go back to being girls."
"I think it's already too late. I'm gonna start bulking up at the gym, make my figure look extra ridiculous in girl clothes for these porno shoots."
"Great idea, we should get huge together. Oh, the shoots gonna start soon. Excited?"
"Very, we haven't fucked since we had breasts like farm cows.... God we had fun. And Chloe, Nikki, and Rachel. Some wild nights tormenting our poor breasts....."
"Chloe, Nikki, and Rachel detransed too, you know?"
"Seriously? Ughhh, they were so pretty!"
"Yep, it's true! Nikki's doing porn like us, but Chloe and Rachel totally just stopped being girls, they're like conservative gym bros now with pregnant girlfriends."
"Lucky. Maybe it would've been easier just to detrans, we were bound to stop living as fakegirls eventually. Can't play pretend forever!"
"Daddy, pleeeease can you take me for a walk. I wanna go out and show off my body. These hormones mom gave me are unreal! Look at me," Jenny explained, posing for her dad, Noah.
"I see you, dear. But I have to work.... this manuscript won't finish itself."
"Pfffft, come ON, daddy! You can write your book any time. You have custody of me this week, so I'm yours and you need to keep me occupied!"
"I can't believe Georgia really made it so you're under our custody until you're 25 unless you get married." Noah sighed. "Jesus, look at the size of you, Jenny. You look ready to give birth."
"Nope! I'm only six months along! No idea how many babies.... wanna feel and count? Or maybe you can take me for a walk like a good daddy and let me make some money for us to go out later and have fun! After a few rough clients my babies will be kicking more so they'll be easier to count!"
"Is this what mom does with you? She takes you out and let's you hook to make money?"
"Yep! In the afternoon. Sometimes the evening. Otherwise she straps me into a really fancy, state-of-the-art fuck machine she bought with the divorce settlement money! She straps me in, puts in my ballgag, blindfold, a tarp and buckets under me to catch my juices and waste. And she lets the machine keep me occupied as she works."
"Great. I really wish I had one of those to strap you into right now...."
"Awwww don't feel too bad daddy. It was 50k I think. If you take me out allllll day this week I might make close to that and you can buy me one if you wanna write your manuscript and keep me occupied!" Jenny giggled, rubbing her belly.
"Wow you make that much just turning tricks, darling?"
"Yep! When my belly is nice and big I make so much extra! Men can't keep their hands off me. Do you want a ride, daddy?"
Noah folded his arms. "Jesus, how'd you turn into such a desperate little nympho?"
"I had a daddy more interested in his books than spending, ahem, quality time with his beautiful grown-up daughter."
"Fair enough.... So, does mom have sex with you, too?"
"Of course! She loves to fuck me with a strap and tie me up! And we scissor a lot too....."
"I guess I have her to blame for you being a sex-crazed little slut. Oh well, come here."
"Yay!" She ran over, breasts bouncing, lifting her little sleep dress, planting her fat ass right on her dad's lap, grinding his erection. "Oooo daddy, you're so hard! Why were you playing so shy? Do you like seeing me all grown up? We have so much catching up to do! Do you like big heavy breasts like mine? Girls with fat asses? Big bellies full of kids? Swollen pussies? Sooooo much to talk about!"
"I can see why your mother just straps you into a fuck machine half the day. You probably get your juices on everything, my jeans are already soaked."
"Sorry, daddy. I'm extra wet today..... Tell me all about the girls you like! As you fuck me. Then you can watch me whore myself for hours and hours! Doesn't that sound like fun, daddy?"
"I'm so happy you're helping me launch my career," Kylie purred to her older brother, Zack.
"Yeah, yeah. I mean, Mom really pushed me to do it. So what, you're just gonna jiggle yours breasts and feel them up here? In the middle of the mall?"
"Of course, doesn't that excite you, filming your little sister's huge natural breasts in front of soooo many people?"
"I mean, if those injections I bought you qualify as 'natural', sure."
"You're so cute when you're negative! ❤️ And by the way.... thank you for buying me these. We're totally gonna make all the money back. And I'll pay you back triple, like I said!"
"It's not about the money, Kylie. It's weird, pimping out my sister. Filming you like this. And holy shit.... your outfit. You're barefoot in the tiniest shorts I've ever seen. A g-string bikini and top that's like..... designed for breasts half your size."
"Don't I look adorable?" she purred again, shaking her breasts for him. "Doesn't it turn you on just a little, seeing me all grown up with breasts like all those girls I caught you jerking it to over and over?"
"You always were allergic to giving me privacy..... And yeah, it's kinda hot. They're big already and I only used a tenth of the serum I bought off the Willowbrooke site. It's expensive, but those results are really fucking great."
"Right??? And I'm soooo lucky to have a loving older brother to pimp me out and film me like a perv hiding in the bushes outside my window....." She giggled.
Zack cleared his throat. "I never...... forget it. You're right, I love seeing you like this. I'm a voyeur. There, happy?"
"Almost. Now, film me just shaking my breasts, squeezing them.... playing with them. Be sure to get any disgusted looks from people walking by. Or guys catcalling me. This is gonna sell like crazy on my new OF!"
Zack filmed her for a few minutes, his erection building. He lowered his phone. "I should get you seducing some random men. Let's see if any of these guys will fuck you."
"Oooo, you really ARE my pimp! You wanna film me getting fucked, big bro? Does that turn you on, seeing me get my body groped and fucked by strangers?"
Zack's breaths trembled. "Y-Yeah.... I wanna see you get fucked really hard."
"Mmmmm, and when we get home, if you don't mind sloppy seconds.... er, well, eighths? Tenths? Twentieths? How many men should I fuck on camera for you? Do I beg them all for money to pay off my pimp brother who keeps injecting my poor tits with experimental growth drugs?"
Zack almost came, yet composed himself. "God you're such a dumb little nympho, Kylie. I'm going to pimp you out all I want, run your OF. Your money will belong to me and you'll do as I say."
Kylie deeply kneaded her breaths, closing her eyes, moaning softly as a large stain appeared on her shorts. "Shit...."
"You're just happy to finally be a desperate whore, huh? Fine. You're mine now. And those big fat tits? We're gonna start injecting them way more often than the instructions recommend. Just to see what'll happen."
Kylie's face got red and hot. "Yes, Master..... don't hesitate to use me as often as you like.... my body belongs to you."
"I don't understand...." Sienna said. "I saw it happen! My brother filmed it and everything."
"Ms. Taylor, it's true. The dose of femruptarin you took eight months ago led to a pregnancy so large your belly did burst open."
"Then how am I here? This is SO lame! I saw my womb and guts and--"
"Sienna. You were stabilized, so we sewed you up. We kept you in a coma for three weeks to let you heal."
Sienna got an annoyed scrunch to her face. "Hmmmph! My fans are going to never let me hear the end of this! Oh my God, and all the other femruptarin and preggo influencers! I'm gonna look so stupid!" She blushed deeply. "This is so fucking embarrassing. My OF career is toast."
"If I might interject..... you thought you died, wouldn't it be over anyway?"
"Pffft, no way! After you burst that's when all the gooners really idolize and immortalize you as a girl who's seriously devoted to getting people off. And I wanted to pop so badly! I don't get it." Sienna lowered her hospital gown, exposing her large, engorged, sagging breasts. She parted them and checked out her belly. "Huh? The scar is so tiny..... It's just from my ribs below my navel."
"Of course darling. Your belly was a dozen times or more its current size. The tear in your belly looked quite huge because you made it swell to such an unnatural size. Once your belly shrunk back, so did the scar."
She felt it, finally smiling. "Does that mean..... is my womb OK? If I can't get knocked up I don't know what I'll do with myself. I've seriously been getting pregnant since, like, forever!"
"I believe it. Your womb had quite the plasticity to it. We sewed it up. Your twenty kids are also up for adoption."
"So I can get pregnant again?" Her eyes lit up.
"Well, yes, but you need to let your uterus heal a few more months."
"What? This is like the worst day of my life! Ugh! How am I supposed to wait to get pregnant? Are you expecting me not to fuck?"
"You could use contraceptives or--"
Sienna rolled her eyes like a brat. "No fucking way. Uh-uh! That is WAY too cringe. So you're really expecting me to just edge for months and not get knocked up? Why would you do this to me? This is so frustrating! Can I at least go home?"
"Sorry, Ms. Taylor. But you'll just have to lie there and pout, playing with yourself. We can't risk you going out and ripping your womb immediately getting pregnant. So..... this is your home now. If you try to sneak out, we'll have to tie you down. Keep trying, and we might have to consider amputating your limbs, darling. As a precaution."
"I'm going to squirt so much your nurses will be cleaning my sheets nonstop! I'll piss myself like a spoiled brat. Will you like that? Huh? Watch me squirm and writhe and moan pathetically as I'm forced against my will not to get fucked and filled with kids! This is torture!"
"Sienna, it's just a few months, we'll get you back on Femruptarin in no time. Then you can try to pop again. OK?"
She rolled her eyes again. "I guess. But I'm still gonna make a mess and you're gonna watch me edge and beg for cock every day. Got it? Because you did this to me. You love abusing girls like me, don't you? Depriving us of cock? Making us suffer until our brains break. I bet you jerk off watching us from, mmmm, you totally keep hidden cameras in our rooms, don't you, pervert? You watch us go insane with getting to serve cock. Our wombs starved, totally empty until we start bleeding every month again! So fucking cruel, and you know it."
The doctor watched as Sienna ranted in a paranoid, sex-addicted haze, like an addict suffering withdrawals. Accusing him, insulting him, all as she rubbed her sex and squeezed her exposed breasts. "Are you finished, Ms. Taylor?"
"You're starving us. I'll go totally nuts. You'll have to get rid of my arms and legs. Mmmmm, I bet you're salivating thinking of that. Watching me lie here helpless, unable to even masturbate anymore. You better just get it over with, pervert!"
"Get some rest, Sienna. I'll see you in a few days when you've calmed down."
"I better get to pop again for my OF subscribers! Or else I'll sue!"
The doctor rolled his eyes, exiting the room, sighing. The nurse stationed outside, eavesdropping, started laughing. "I think she likes you," the nurse joked.
"Yeah, yeah. How many more bursting survivors do I need to consult today? I have a migraine."
"Five more, and a bunch more are getting released from their comas tomorrow."
Hi, I'm the anon from last time with a throwaway blog. The one who was talking about making pictures out of your stories. :D Here's one of those. How is the quality? more to come, so stay tuned.
Love it! Looks like my OG captions on blog one! I really dig it. And also I feel like I haven't seen this caption in eons. lol Good find and keep up the good work! The others you sent look awesome, too!
Two young men approached Jamie, obviously staring at her breasts. "Can I help you.....? Oh!"
One of the men helped himself, pulling Jamie's right breast from her top. "You wanna work on these?" he asked his friend, lifting and feeling up the breast, testing its weight.
"Yeah," his friend said. "They're a decent size, I'd have a lot of fun removing them."
Jamie cleared her throat. "Um! You guys! What are you two doing with my breasts?"
"Oh, we're looking for candidates for our surgery exam this week. I'm Sean, that's Ryan."
Ryan waved, taking out Jamie's other breast. Onlookers saw, stopping to take pictures, film, gossip. "Yeah your breasts would be perfect to work on."
"Oh?" she blushed, watching them feel her boobs up. "You mentioned removing them....?"
"Correct, darling," Sean said. "Our exam is, well, we got paired in twos, and we have to find a 'client' or volunteer to help us out and let us work on her."
Ryan gave Jamie's tit a nice smack. "Yep, we're gonna get timed and graded. Basically racing each other to see who can remove one of your breasts first, and toss it on our scale."
"Oh....! Is that right?" Jamie's breath trembled. "And you picked my breasts to remove? I'm kinda flattered."
Sean nodded. "See? Told you she'd be into it."
Ryan shrugged. "We were just gonna gag you and tie you down if you didn't want to. No rule against it."
Jamie nodded, smiling. "Makes sense. I wouldn't be able to stop you two if I wanted. Soooo looks like the second you saw me, my breasts were getting removed one way or another, huh?"
"Correct," they both said.
She placed her hands on theirs, helping them squeeze and feel up her large natural breasts. "So, lead the way. I'd be happy to help you guys with your exam. It'll be nice to see my breasts get used for something so important. Do you need the rest of me?"
Ryan slowly kneaded one breast, thinking. "Probably. I mean, there's plenty more of you we could dismantle or remove."
Sean nodded. "Even if our professor can't think of a project to make use of your body for, we'll figure something else out."
Jamie shrugged. "Or just use the rest of me for practice."
'Guys, the femboy to trans girl slob pipeline is so real it's not even funny. I used to just joke about it because so many trans girls on TikTok explode in size. I always thought they got super morbidly obese for views to exaggerate the stereotype. But no, my body is totally ruined since going on hrt. I can't believe I really did this to myself! What am I gonna do? I'm only 21 and I look in my mid thirties and weigh 450lbs!
I started hrt when I was 19, living as a femboy. I only took T-blockers until then to make sure I didn't wanna go back to being a boy. So I got my prescription and oh my god. I finally got to experience 'girl brain'. It's like a black hole you have to fill with pleasure one way or another. I started getting in heat constantly, I'd get so horny in public I'd need to go jerk off in a restroom or behind a store.
I'd find men to fuck me but it wasn't nearly enough to satisfy the new me. So, between fucks I'd use the money they often tipped me (yes, I guess that makes me a whore, too), and go eat. I found that stuffing my face felt almost as good as sex. I'd actually orgasm just from eating back-to-back Big Macs and piles of fries. No hands needed. I'd cum my panties just eating so much my belly got taut and I'd feel sick. Sometimes I even ate until I threw up, then ordered more and sat back at my table to keep eating, puke all over my table and dress.
Now it's to the point that I'm basically unfuckable. Some guys still like me at this size but mostly I just spend all my time eating, which is like a form of gooning for me now I guess. It doesn't matter how fat and gross I get, there's no bottom that won't make me want to keep going. I completely lost my pretty looks, my skin is awful, I look 15-20 years older. I stink from barely showering. I don't wipe properly either, if at all. I'm just oily and sweaty, my teeth are starting to rot. I don't remember the last time I brushed them.
I'm so gassy I fart and belch nonstop, in public even. I literally can't control it. I suspect soon I won't be able to control going to the bathroom either.... sometimes I just go anyway at my booth in fast food joints and the server girl, usually so thin and pretty, will tell me lots of girls who get fat like me don't bother getting up to go because it's so hard for us to walk. So she said not to worry.... I'm a complete slob and it makes me cum so fucking hard. All I want is to see just how fat I can make my poor, formerly sexy body...... Now I see why all those trans girls on TikTok say they're joining the heart attack express. With a big smile. It's so fucking fun letting yourself go."
"I can't really hide what I am anymore. I used to be so skinny, reserved, shy.... Then my insurance sent me this ad.... Like I could make money for helping a needy couple and becoming a surrogate. Sounded so noble. The reality is..... They put me in a room, lined up men all the way down the hallway, and had them fuck me. I was told I have to play nice and act like I enjoy it because for the men their insurance told them it was sexual therapy to improve their self-esteem. Mostly a bunch of incels that hate women, but even back then it was kinda fun to hear them berate me and talk down to me..... I rationalized that it'd just be one time.....
This is my fifth pregnancy. No matter how I dress you can tell I'm a seasoned whore. It barely feels real to say it, but after I give birth to these quintuplets, I would've given birth to twenty kids! Two sets of triplets. One of quads. And this is my second set of quintuplets! Hopefully next time I get filled with at least sextuplets!
All these pregnancies have totally changed me. I can't watch movies or read books if they aren't 90% porn. I get so distracted and bored if I'm not watching people fuck.... My brain is so cloudy from all the sex and pregnancies.... I have trouble doing basic math or solving simple problems. I was stuck outside a coffee shop yesterday because i genuinely couldn't figure out you had to pull the door, not push it. The guy who helped me showed me that it said 'pull' and I giggled, admitting I had trouble reading sometimes...... After we got our coffees I gave him a blowjob behind the coffee shop as a thank you for helping me solve a big problem like that!
I told myself after I gave birth the first time that would be it. And yet I signed up again almost immediately after pushing my first batch of triplets out. Look at me...... I've gotten so fat. So curvy and fun to fuck. My breasts were a small B-Cup when I signed on. They're engorged constantly and leak milk nonstop. Constant sex and pregnancy has rewired my brain. I only think of where my next cock is coming from. I ogle men like a perverted nympho, even when they're with their girlfriends or wives. I love rubbing my belly as I stare at men, seeing them notice me. I bite my lip or caress on of my breasts. I lure them over.... And it's like nothing makes me happy anymore except that hit my fried dopamine receptors get when I seduce a guy or just get one desperate enough to fuck me real quick. I just want to keep going, get more and more pregnant, pinned under a massive belly. Helpless. That's the ideal state for all girl, don't you agree? ❤️"
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