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[growth-opportunities]

"Did you really think I wouldn't notice? You've never been any good at hiding things from me. How long did you think you'd be able to keep it a secret? Even if I hadn't noticed you crushing up those pills and mixing them into my drink, at some point I would have realized that my boobs were suddenly growing after being a C cup for more than a decade. I'd start sThere's a part of me that wishes I hadn't figured it out, if only to see your terrible poker face as you try to find excuses why my boobs suddenly turned into swollen, fat, leaky udders.

"I tried to keep my knowledge a secret but, fuck, you were taking sooo long! Were you trying to keep it so slow that I wouldn't notice? At the rate you were slipping me those pills, it would have been months before my first cup size and a year before my first drops of milk! Once I realized I couldn't handle the waiting, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I kind of sort of maybe took all the rest of the pills all at once. Oops~ But, look, baby: you can't deny these results! I've gotten so fucking huge! Look at these things! J could feed an army with these things! Or, even better, one very silly boy who thought he could be sneaky. Come on, cutie. You wanted me to be big and now I'm enormous! Don't tell me you're going to get shy now! I'm so full. I've got so much milk sloshing around in these huge titties. Please, I need your help. I need your hands, your lips, whatever you can give me. If you get shy now, I'm going to rapidly reach the point where I stop asking and start demanding. Is that what you want, my love? A needy, horny cow, demanding that you drain her huge titties? Careful, there! Blush any deeper and your cheeks will bruise! Besides, I think that blood would be better put to use elsewhere, don't you?"

[growth-crazy-girl]

*PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP*

We decided to go camping alone together even though we were "just friends", and I knew that you liked me, but I also knew you fantasized about butts much bigger than my skinny ass. So when we got lost and had to set up our tent in a random spot, I was definitely not complaining about spending some alone time with you, I just wished I could look more like the porn stars you watched 😫

Though the spot where we set up was.... weird? Like it was perfectly flat and level, but there were also these bright magenta flowers everywhere, and they produced a STRONG fragrance that was heady like a perfume

As the night went on and the sun set, the more we breathed in the air, the more we could both feel the changes start occurring. I saw you continually shift you position, your balls swelling much faster than your member, gradually filling the space between your legs. Very quickly I had to abandon wearing pants, and before long my panties were becoming skin tight. And most of all, we were becoming insanely horny! 🥵

Neither of us seemed to mind our bodies inexplicably transforming, the airborne aphrodisiac essentially making us drugged with its aroma. Before long any sense of decency had completely left the tent, and we were soon fucking louder than any other animal in the forest

*6 Hours Later*

"Sooooo biiiiiiiiiig 😩"

All of my memories felt like a blur.... us doing it in countless positions, my ass growing so big that I wouldn't be able to run away (not that I wanted to), and your balls like actual watermelons smacking into my waterbed-sized backside as you slammed that now salami-stick dick into me! 😍

We couldn't stop even if we wanted to (not that we did), and as the early morning light streamed in, you grabbed the vast expanse of my cheeks with seeming renewed vigor before gutturally whispering one word...

"...More"

*PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP*

Model is Persias Paradise, Morph is by me! 😘

[beautification-tales]

The Flight part 2

An Outbreak story

Holly looked at herself in the mirror. She admired her new features as she touched her face and giggled. She felt more confident and beautiful than ever before. The thought of what she did to Brent ran through her mind. The way he squirmed and groaned. He was completely in her power. Holly hungered for more. She felt powerful and wanted to explore her newfound abilities further. Holly felt her new developments as she bit her lip. She closed her eyes briefly as her breasts felt soft and sensitive in her hands.

Holly hiked up her skirt and lowered her pantyhose. She pulled her panties to the side and felt herself. She felt so warm as she thrust her fingers inside, her skin soft and yielding beneath her touch. Her breath quickened and her heart raced as she imagined Brent's reaction if he could see her now. Her body tingled with anticipation and desire. Holly had always imagined being beautiful and now that power was hers.

She fantasized men falling all over for her. She pictured herself as an influencer as men flooded her DM’s. “Oh fuck yes. They want me! They really really want me!” She moaned hysterically, her fingers moving faster. Her body was on fire, her skin tingling everywhere. “Thank you for flying with us cum back soon!” Holly screamed as she orgasmed. She collapsed against a wall. Holly still hungered for more. She fixed her clothing and went to find Lucy to share the news of her transformation. In the galley she looked and saw that Lucy was not in her seat.

20 minutes ago

Lucy smacked her lips as she awoke from her Power Nap. She looked over and saw that Holly was out. A ding sounded as Lucy looked up and saw someone in economy rang for assistance. Lucy’s eyes got wide as she realized it was the patient that sneezed on Holly. “Ewww” she thought to herself. She put on a fake smile and walked over to him. “How May I help you sir?” She asked politely. The man looked at her and handed her a blanket.

“Thank you! I don’t need this anymore. I actually feel very warm right now.” The man said, giving Lucy a genuine grin. Lucy noticed the man was quite attractive with his muscles digging into his little shirt. He had sparkling blue eyes and a defined jawline. Lucy quickly looked down and saw his thick thighs pulling his pants.

“Can I help you with anything else sir? I heard you were under the weather earlier.” Lucy said with a sultry tone, leaning slightly closer to him. She couldn't help but notice the way his muscles flexed beneath his shirt as he breathed. She looked down and noticed his bulge in his pants. Her heart raced as she felt her own body responding to his presence. “Well… I do feel really tight in this shirt. I think it’s too small for me.” He confessed, trying to hide his embarrassment with a grin.

“Well we do have extra clothes in the jacket closet in back. We can’t let you be… uncomfortable.” Lucy said, her heart racing as she fought the urge to touch him. She knew she was using the same tactics she used to seduce eligible bachelors on her flights. She led him to the back of the plane and into the closet. She pulled out a larger shirt and a pair of pants, handing them to him. He smiled gratefully as he began to unbutton his shirt.

Lucy couldn't help but stare at his muscles as he moved, her cheeks flushing. The man glanced over at her, noticing her fascination. "It's not every day a pretty girl like you pays attention to me," he said with a wink. Lucy felt a shiver run down her spine. "Well, it's not every day a handsome man like you ends up on my flight," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Lucy felt his bare chest with her hands as she admired his chiseled frame. She stepped even closer as she smelled his enticing aroma. She grabbed his belt buckle and pulled him in for a kiss. He responded eagerly, his strong hands running through her hair. Their tongues tangled as they explored each other's mouths. The man groaned as he pushed her up against the wall. He lowered his pants, revealing his hardened arousal. Lucy smiled seductively and took him in her hand, stroking him slowly.

Their passionate encounter continued as he hiked her skirt up. Lucy gasped as he ripped her pantyhose, revealing her bare skin. He roughly thrust into her, their bodies slamming against the wall. Their breathing heavy, their moans filling the cramped space. The sound of the engines and the other passengers were muffled as they became lost in their lust. Lucy wrapped her legs around his waist, digging her nails into his back, urging him to go deeper. He grunted in response, his muscles flexing as he pumped harder.

“Oh my! You’re so big!” Lucy gasped as he pounded into her, her body arching helplessly against his. His thrusts grew more urgent, and she could feel the tension building inside him. She moaned, her head spinning with pleasure as he continued to claim her. With a powerful groan, he released himself deep inside her, filling her with his warmth. “Did you just cum?” she asked breathlessly, feeling his weight pressed against her.

He didn’t answer as his eyes rolled back in his head, his muscles tensing under her touch. “Want more! Need more!” he growled, his voice thick with desire. She smiled, feeling the strength of his body pressed against her. His cock twitched, and she knew he was already regaining his energy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him tightly as he began to move again, his thrusts steady and powerful.

Their rhythm was interrupted when they heard the captain's voice over the intercom, telling them to buckle up for a rough patch of turbulence. Lucy wrapped her legs tighter inviting him to finish. He pounded into her, claiming her body with each thrust. As the plane rocked, they clung to each other, their sweaty bodies sliding against each other. He roared as he released himself deep inside her, his powerful body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. Lucy moaned, her own climax building as he continued to thrust, his cock twitching inside her. She arched her back, meeting his thrusts with her own, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

The turbulence passed, and the intercom clicked off. They were both breathing heavily, their chests heaving as they clung to each other. Lucy smiled up at him, her eyes shining with desire. "That was incredible," she whispered, running her fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. He kissed her passionately, his tongue diving into her mouth.

“Ladies And gentlemen this is your captain speaking. We are preparing for our descent into LAX. Please return to your seats. Flight attendants prepare the cabin for landing.” The captain's voice crackled over the intercom, interrupting their intimate moment. Lucy felt a pang of disappointment as she reluctantly pulled away from her handsome companion. He slipped back into his pants and buckled his belt, adjusting his hair and clothes before straightening up. They exchanged one last longing glance before discreetly returning to their seats.

As Lucy did her rounds she noticed an attractive blonde flight attendant helping passengers on the other aisle. The blonde, seeing her notice, gave her a smile and a wink. Lucy couldn't help but feel a spark of attraction towards her. “I thought I knew the whole crew for this flight.” Lucy said to herself, wondering if this was a new hire.

It was when Lucy returned to her bucket seat and the blond sat in Holly’s seat that Lucy spoke up. “Um excuse me that’s my friend Holly’s seat maybe you…” Lucy was quickly interrupted. “Lucy it’s me Holly! I don’t know how to explain it but I’m blonde and busty now.” Holly smiled and gestured to her new chest.

“Yeah sure. If you’re Holly then.” Holly smiled. “6 months ago you fucked twins in the coat closet. You were embarrassed because you thought you just did the same guy… twice” Lucy answered back quickly “Yeah cause since when do adult brothers wear the same…Holly?” Holly nodded and smiled. They talked together over how this transformation might have occurred and they determined it had to do with the sick passenger. “Oh no Holly. I fucked him.” Lucy said terrified.

“Wait who? … Lucy you fucked a guy with a fever? He didn’t seem your type either way.” Holly chuckled. “No he didn’t have a fever and he is definitely my type. Muscles on muscles.” Lucy licked her lips. “Holy shit! He grew into a hunk! He…..he definitely has the virus.”

“Well if sneezing on you did all that. What will his cum do to me?” Lucy asked nervously. “Oh Lucy, baby… you did him with no condom?” Holly asked concerned but the thought of a virile man pumping his seed…. Aroused her.

“I know right. It’s just that he smelled so good. He was soo big. Like I was hornier than I usually am. Holly… are you touching yourself?” Lucy said with a shock as she watched her transformed friend pleasing her body. “Unh I don’t know but I can’t help it. This new body…. Your story. So … fucking good!” Holly moaned. Lucy couldn’t help but watch as her friend, touched herself. She felt her own body tingling, wanting what Holly had.

Lucy felt the tingle in her breasts, the ache in her loins as she watched Holly bring herself to orgasm. Her own body was ready, craving the release that only a man's touch could bring.The scent of her arousal filled the air, and she could feel herself growing wetter by the second.

Lucy looked and saw that her black hair was turning blonde. She watched as her lips became plumper and her eyes turned a sparkling blue. Her breasts grew larger, rounder, and her hips widened, making her ass perkier. She felt herself becoming more and more aroused as she transformed right in her bucket seat. Her shoulder straps dug into her flesh as her bosom multiplied in size.

Lucy unbuckled her straps freeing herself to grow. She also stumbled to Holly as she still was touching herself with her eyes closed. Lucy batted Holly’s hand away as she buried her face in her friend’s pussy. Holly shot up in her seat as she looked down and saw a head of blonde hair between her legs.

“Lucy.. what are? Mmm yes!” Holly grabbed Lucy’s hair and pulled her closer. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she couldn't deny how incredible it felt. As Lucy lapped at her friend's wetness, Holly felt a mixture of shock, desire, and arousal course through her body. Her chest heaved up and down, her breasts swaying with each breath.

Lucy, still in the process of transforming, felt her skin tingle and burn as her body continued to change. Her hips widened even further, making her ass more prominent and curvy. As she lapped at Holly's folds, she could feel her own desire growing stronger. She moaned into her friend's wetness, her blond hair swaying around her face as she relished the taste and smell of Holly's arousal.

“Oh Fuck me!” Holly cried out as the sensations overwhelmed her. She felt her body tensing, the familiar build up of pleasure that meant she was close to climax. Her fingers dug into Lucy's hair, pulling her even closer as she arched her back, thrusting her hips forward. The feel of Lucy's tongue and lips on her, the taste of herself on her friend's tongue... it was all too much.

Holly grabbed the top of her chair as she felt herself reaching her apex. “Lucy, I’m gonna cum. Oh yes, yes! Fuck me, baby! Ahhhhhh!!!” She cried out as her body was wracked by an intense orgasm, her juices spilling over Lucy's lips and down her chin. Her grip on the chair loosened, and she collapsed back into her seat, breathless and spent.

Lucy stood up a larger bustier woman as she wiped her lips of Holly’s juices and tasted them on her thumb. The plane jostled as it landed at the airport, the sounds of the jets powering down as it taxied. “Lucy… I still want more. What’s wrong with me?” Holly groaned as she tried to catch her breath.

“We are definitely Bi too. Your body is turning me on but I still want cock.” Lucy smiled at Holly.

Epilogue

The gate agents found Holly and Lucy fucking the pilots after all the passengers left the plane. They alerted their supervisors as the CDC and FBI quickly arrived. They believed that the outbreak was contained as they transported Holly and Lucy to a research facility.

Meanwhile the passenger from economy got an Uber and made it home. He was greeted by his stepmother at the door.

“Jim? Is that you?”

The virus has reached America

[beautification-tales]

The Exam

An Outbreak Tale

"How long have you had this fever?" Diane asked, her voice calm and professional.

The man on the examination table, Mr. Jenkins, swiped a hand over his damp forehead. His eyes were glassy, and his breathing shallow. "Since last night," he murmured, his voice a raspy echo of its usual robustness. “I feel so strange though. Usually I’m weak when I get a fever but I have so much energy.”

Diane nodded thoughtfully, her eyes scanning the medical charts she held in her hands. She knew Mr. Jenkins well; he was a regular patient, often coming in for routine check-ups. But this was something she hadn’t seen before. She felt the tension in the room thicken as she considered the peculiarity of his symptoms. Without a word, she reached for her stethoscope and placed it against his chest, listening intently to the rhythm of his heart. It was racing, a clear sign of distress from his body.

“Are you wearing some new perfume?” Mr. Jenkins asked suddenly, sniffing the air. “You smell… amazing.” Diane backed away “Well we can rule out Covid if your senses are heightened.” She said trying to ease the tension with a small joke, but her mind was racing. She noticed the peculiar way he was looking at her, his eyes had a glint she hadn’t seen before. His behavior was erratic, which was concerning. She made a mental note to add that to her list of symptoms.

“It’s getting harder to think…. Something is definitely wrong with me.” Mr. Jenkins said, his voice trailing off as he stared at Diane, his gaze unwavering and intense. Diane felt a chill run down her spine, but she remained focused on her medical assessment. Mr. Jenkins breathing got heavier but as if he was greatly aroused.

Without warning, Mr. Jenkins's body convulsed, and he leaped from the examination table, his movements more agile than Diane had ever seen from the usually sedentary man. She stumbled backward, her eyes wide with shock as he closed the distance between them in a heartbeat. Before she could react, he grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling her in for a passionate kiss.

Diane's initial instinct was to resist, but as their lips met, she felt a strange warmth spread through her body. His touch was firm yet gentle, and she found herself responding despite the professional boundaries that normally would have forbidden such a gesture. His feverish breath was hot on her skin, and she could taste the sweetness of his desperation. The sensation was overwhelming, and for a brief moment, she gave in, allowing herself to be lost in the unexpected passion.

But as quickly as it had started, Mr. Jenkins pulled away, his face a mask of shock and embarrassment. He looked at Diane with a mix of confusion and horror, his grip on her shoulders loosening. "I-I'm so sorry," he stuttered, taking a step back and covering his mouth with a trembling hand. "I don't know what came over me." Diane looked down and could see his massive arousal.

“Something is wrong with you! Don’t worry we’ll get you help.” Diane said as she left the exam room. She needed to compose herself and get Mr. Jenkins's blood work done to figure out what was happening. Her mind was racing with the implications of his sudden behavior change. The passionate kiss was unexpected, but she had to remain professional.

Diane let the nurses know that Mr. Jenkins seems to be violently ill with something causing him to lose his mental faculties. She said this while fanning herself.

The moment she stepped out of the exam room, Diane felt as if she was on fire. Her cheeks were flushed, and her heart raced in a way that had nothing to do with the adrenaline of the situation. The kiss had ignited a passion within her that she had long buried beneath the cold, sterile layers of her medical practice. She walked down the hallway, trying to compose herself, but her body seemed to have a mind of its own. Her legs felt wobbly, and she could still feel the imprint of Mr. Jenkins's hands on her shoulders, the warmth of his mouth on hers.

As she approached her office, she heard a faint sound coming from behind the closed door of the exam room she had just left. It was Mr. Jenkins, and his moans were unmistakable—moans of pleasure, not pain. Diane paused, her hand hovering over the lab's door handle. The noises grew louder, and she found herself drawn back to the room. She knew she should leave, that it was a violation of his privacy, but she couldn't help it. Her curiosity was piqued, and she needed to know what was happening to him.

Slowly, she pushed the door open a crack and peeked inside. What she saw took her breath away. Mr. Jenkins was standing in front of the full-length mirror, his hospital gown open to reveal a body that had transformed dramatically. His muscles had swelled, and his abs looked like they had been carved from marble. He was touching himself, lost in his own world, oblivious to her presence. The sight was shocking yet undeniably erotic. Diane's pulse quickened as she took in his newfound vitality, his passionate expression as he pleasured himself.

Her mind racing, she closed the exam room door to head to her office. Diane’s legs felt like they could barely hold her, the heat from the kiss spreading through her like wildfire. She had to sit down, to think, to process what had just happened. Her hand hovered over her lips, feeling the imprint of Mr. Jenkins’ kiss as if it were branded there. The feeling was so intense, so alive, that she could almost taste it still. She quickened her pace, hoping the cool air of her office would help to calm her racing thoughts.

Once inside, she slammed the door shut and leaned against it, trying to catch her breath. Her eyes fell to her own reflection in the small mirror on the wall. The blush that painted her cheeks was the only giveaway to the tumultuous emotions churning within her. The way Mr. Jenkins had looked at her, the urgency of his touch—it was unlike anything she had ever experienced with a patient before. Her hand slid down to her waist, her fingers trembling as she went under her skirt.

Diane took a deep breath, trying to rationalize the situation. As a doctor, she knew she needed to remain detached, to think clearly about the medical implications of his condition. But the human side of her, the side that craved connection and passion, was finding it impossible to ignore the intense desire that had been sparked between them. The heat between her legs was insistent, a pulsing ache that demanded her attention. She bit her lip, trying to focus on her thoughts, but they kept straying back to the feel of his hands, the taste of his mouth.

“Ohhh fuck!” She moaned quietly to herself, her hand sliding under her panties and feeling the wetness that had pooled there. The intensity of her own arousal was shocking, and she couldn’t help but rub herself lightly, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body. Diane’s thoughts swirled like a tornado, mixing her professional instincts with the carnality that now ruled her body.

She slipped her lab coat off as she stumbled to her chair, the fabric sticking to her damp skin. Her eyes closed as she took another deep breath, the sound of her own breathing echoing in her ears. Her hand continued to explore her own body, her fingertips gliding over her slick folds. The images of Mr. Jenkins' transformed body and his desperate touch were burned into her mind, fueling her own passion.

Her breasts felt heavy, and she couldn’t ignore the way they strained against the fabric of her shirt. Diane reached up to adjust her bra, the material digging into her swollen flesh. The sudden tightness only made the sensation more intense. Her nipples were hard, sensitive to even the lightest touch. She rubbed her palm over one, eliciting a low groan from deep within her throat. The pressure built, and she knew she couldn’t resist much longer. Her ass was tight in her skirt, and she shifted in the chair, trying to find some relief from the ache that grew with every passing second.

“Ohhh yes! I want his cock!” Diane whispered to herself as she plunged her fingers into her pussy. She felt her hair flow down her shoulders. She shook her glasses from her face as she fingered herself violently. She was completely under the control of her passions. She groaned as her breasts grew pushing open her shirt and revealing her bra. Her ass clung to her skirt as her body shifted and changed.

“I’m gonna cum!” Diane moaned, the sound bouncing off the walls of her office. Her hand moved with an urgency that seemed to defy logic. Her thumb circled her clit, sending jolts of pleasure shooting through her body. Her other hand squeezed her breast, her hips bucking against her desk. The sight of Mr. Jenkins’ transformation and his passionate kiss had unleashed a beast inside her that she didn’t know existed. Her mind was a whirlwind of medical facts and carnivorous desires, the two fighting for dominance as she approached climax.

Diane looked down as her face became more alluring and sensual. She curled her now plump lips into a seductive grin. She knew what she must have. She had to have Mr. Jenkins' cock inside of her. The need grew so intense she could feel it in her bones. She stood up from her chair, her body feeling different, more alive, more powerful.

She exited her office with a syring and informed the nurse. “I’m going to take a blood sample from Mr. Jenkins. Please have no one disturb us.” Diane entered the room and closed the door.

The practice could hear the banging and moans that were coming from Mr. Jenkins' exam room. The nurses at first were to embarrassed to do something about it. However after 20 minutes one nurse had the courage to knock on the door. "Dr. Diane, are you okay in there?" she asked through the door.

"I'm almost done here!” Diane called out, her voice strained. She took a deep breath and tried to compose herself. Diane exited with a vial of blood in her syringe. “You’re completely healthy Mr. Jenkins go home and rest.”

[jadedwoman]

Kissing a cutie with bimbofying lipstick on. Watching as their eyes widen, realizing what I just did, their hips already beginning to expand, growing bigger and bigger. Their clothes rip apart, wobbling ass now fully exposed. Next comes their chest, swelling and growing to nice big breasts. They feel so sensitive, even the top, now stretched to contain them, feels so good as it rubs against your nipples. And with one more soft kiss, you feel that silly brain melt away, words like "like" and "um" being added in place of anything too complex. Basic math becomes complex to you, and complex math is unreadable. By the end, you're just a cute simple bimbo who loves your new soft boobs and jiggly butt, so go on, be proud, say it!

[bimbosanddolls]

Bimblossoms

Stephanie ran towards the Royal Greenhouse of Clover Castle. Above her, mysterious pink magic shimmered in the air. The Clover Mages couldn’t identify the magic nor could they dispel it, and so the entire castle was now on full alert.  

“Princess? Princess!” she called out as ran through the garden.

No one had seen the princess since the pink magic appeared but Stephanie knew that Princess Triffoli loved the gardens, especially the more exotic flowers that bloomed in the greenhouse, so that was the first place the Royal Druidess thought to look.

“Princess?” Stephanie shouted as she pulled open the doors.

The sweet, pleasant aroma of flowers welcomed Stephanie as soon as she entered the greenhouse. For a moment, she was overcome with a sense of calm. Of relaxation. She smiled as she breathed in the warm scent. What she saw, however, pulled her back from her daydream. Gone were the flowers she had helped the princess cultivate and nurture. In their place, strange new flora filled the beds of the greenhouse and had turned it into a garden of paradise. Bright pinks and blues and purples as far as Stephanie could see. It was one of the most beautiful sights Stephanie had ever laid her eyes on. 

Then, she heard something. A soft giggle from deeper within the greenhouse. Stephanie sighed; she didn’t have time for one of Triffoli’s games.

“Princess? It’s Stephanie! Something’s happened! We must get you to safety now!” 

Another giggle. Leading her deeper into the gardens. The sights, the smells… there was nothing Stephanie wanted to do more than stop and smell the flowers. She could feel a warmth building inside of her as the flowers focused on her. She wanted to bask in their beauty, to revel in their attention. It felt so good. A soft whine escaped her lips, and the druidess shook her head. She needed to focus; she needed to find the princess. She could figure out where these plants came from after she knew Triffoli was safe.

“Closer,” a voice called out to her. It was almost a whisper, but the druidess heard it clear as day, “Come closer.” 

“Who’s there?” Stephanie answered it, readying her staff in case things turned violent. “Show yourself!” 

Her words were met with a giggle, “I won’t hurt you, petal.” 

Stephanie stepped forward, her eyes darting around the room. She was desperate to find the source of the voice before it found her. And, goddess willing, she’d find the princess. She just hoped she wasn’t too late. She sent a spell forward, reaching out to the nature around her. Asking for its help. But the magic fizzled after just a few seconds, her concentration failing her. She cursed under her breath, earning another giggle from whoever was in here with her.

As she moved through the greenhouse, it felt as though the flowers were becoming more beautiful. Various shades of pink glimmered in the sunlight. They were easily some of the prettiest flowers Stephanie had ever seen. She wondered if the flowers themselves were sparkling. A part of her wanted to sparkle too. 

And that was when she noticed her. 

Among the flowers sat what appeared to be a woman. Lily-pink hair flowed around her soft green skin. Stephanie recognized the woman to be an alraune. She had heard stories of them but had never seen one with her own eyes. The monster was… somehow even more beautiful than she expected. It turned her attention from the flowers and locked eyes with Stephanie.

“Hello petal,” the alraune purred. “I’ve been expecting you.”

“Where’s the princess?” Stephanie asked her, bringing her focus back to the task at hand.

The woman smiled, but didn’t say a word, as she stepped out from the patch of flowers she had been tending to. Stephanie’s eyes were drawn to her body. Like the garden, she was absolutely breathtaking. The druidess never imagined that an alraune could be so curvy. Her enormous breasts bounced slightly beneath her hair, giving Stephanie enough of a view to further distract her. She pulled a flower from her hair; the petals were covered in a soft pink glitter. Stephanie watched as petals twinkled in the woman’s hand, and she was completely caught off guard when the alraune blew that glitter into her face.

“Bimblossoms,” the pink-haired plant-girl explained, “aren’t they so pretty?”

Stephanie’s head spun as she breathed in the pink pollen. The smell was absolutely intoxicating. Notes of sweet vanilla were flooding her senses, making her feel so delicious. She tried to shake her head and clear the glitter from her mind but she couldn’t. The druidess’ thoughts were turning pink. Her worries and stresses began to melt away into a sea of sparkles. She cooed softly as the bimblossom continued to dumb her down, leaving her feeling floaty and completely at the alraune’s mercy. 

“There, my sweet petal. Isn’t that so much better?” she asked Stephanie. Her words were so gentle, so sweet. Each word made the druidess grow a little weaker. “I know your princess agreed. Triffoli, was it? She is such a good girl. Just like you will be.” 

“I-i… th-the princess…” Stephanie’s mind struggled to put together any thoughts. She felt too good. Too… pink? Too pink to do anything but listen. Too pink to be anything but be a good girl.

The alraune pulled Stephanie into a kiss, planting her soft pink lips onto the druid. The kiss rocked Stephanie, leaving the girl completely helpless as the creature’s magic flowed through her. Her breasts ballooned beneath her robes, expanding to a more curvaceous size. Her butt grew fuller and rounder, her hips wider and more feminine. The plant-woman’s tongue danced in Stephanie’s mouth, pushing more of the bimblossom nectar into her body. Her head was swimming in a sea of glitter and pink pollen. Her lips plumped into glossy pillows as they became coated with nectar. A pleasant heat was building inside of her; the need for more growing by the second. She moaned into the monster’s kiss. Completely lost in a haze of pink pollen.

The alraune giggled and pulled away from the kiss, leaving Stephanie with a dumb, blissful smile on her face. She traced the bimbo’s lips with her finger, admiring how pretty and pliant her new plaything was. The bimblossoms were already taking hold of this one. And soon, she would join her princess in service of the Garden.

“Such a pretty petal,” the alraune cooed, her green hand cupping the bimbofied druidess’ face. “Now, let’s not keep your princess waiting any longer, yes?” 

She twirled around, taking her new bimbo’s hand and leading her to a secluded area of the greenhouse. Stephanie, helplessly obedient, followed the alraune. Her body jiggled as she walked, each step making her boobs and butt bounce lewdly as she mindlessly admired the pretty flowers and yummy smells of the garden. 

“Oh, Princess?” the plant-girl called out, her voice drawing the bimbo’s attention back to her. “I’ve brought you a friend.” 

Stephanie gasped when she saw her. The princess, a once demure and innocent beauty, had become a bimbo not unlike the former druidess. Her pink lips were wrapped around the vine of a nearby flower; her cheeks puffed slightly from the nectar gushing into her mouth. Another vine had slid into the princess’ pussy, and another between her massive breasts. Princess Triffoli moaned around the vine as the plants continued to use her.

“Mmm, isn’t she lovely?” the alraune asked Stephanie as she watched the princess suck and fuck the flowers like a horny slut. “She’s a little further along than you are, petal… but don’t worry, we’ll get you caught up in no time.”  The princess had always been pretty, but now… she was perfect. Her blonde hair had turned pink, and her skin had taken on a green complexion. Her lips looked so plump and soft. Her tits were so big; her body so deliciously curvy. It made Stephanie feel so warm between her legs. She purred softly; so turned on by the sight in front of her. 

The alraune noticed this and pulled the bimbo close to her. Their bodies pressed against each other tight. Stephanie could practically taste her captor’s lips on hers. The plant-girl slid the druid’s robes off her, exposing her perfected body to her Garden. The bimbo swooned as the alraune kissed her again, leaving a trail of pink kisses from her lips to her ear.

She leaned in close and whispered, “Well, petal? Do you want to join her?”

Stephanie cooed dreamily and nodded, “Mhmmm.”

“That’s my girl,” the monster praised her, kissing her deeply and filling her with more delicious nectar. “Go on then, petal. Join your princess among the flowers. Join my Garden. Tend to my flowers and I promise to take good care of you.”

Stephanie smiled blankly before stepping into the flowerbed. She laid next to Princess Triffoli, who was writhing in ecstasy as the vine in her pussy filled her with its seed. She cried out in orgasmic euphoria as she climaxed again and again. The flowers bloomed, covering the bimbos in glitter as they did. Vines quickly began to explore Stephanie’s body, wrapping around her tits and spreading her legs wide. More vines slid between her legs, and the last bits of the druidess’ mind completely melted away as the Garden took all of her holes.

Photo credit: @stephanies-huge-plastic-tits "The Bimbo Curse of Clover Castle" belongs to @cottonundiestf

[slutforwholesomeness]

O-oh, this is incredibly hot...

Great job Kiki!!!!!! 💖

[expansion-stories-deactivated20]

Have you ever wondered where those strawberry milk cartons come from?

Hitomi stood quivering in the women’s bathroom, and for the first time regretted wearing such a stretchy shirt.

She’d never been one of those busty girls, like those sluts up on floor four. Her B-cups were fine, dammit! But the idea gnawed at her. What if she was just a little bit bigger?

Hitomi was just an assistant, not important enough to use some of the appearance-enhancing products that apparently flowed freely in the more prestigious labs.

Every time she was asked to carry a pharmaceutical upstairs, she read the label carefully. When she saw one with breast growth written under the side effects, she smiled smugly to herself.

There were pages and pages of safety warnings, but Hitomi didn’t care. Extra testing is just red tape, right? So she’d taken out the vial of small pink liquid, carefully measured out three drops- just enough not to be noticed- and dripped them into her tongue. Then she took off her bra, wearing only a white tank top, and stared down at her tits eagerly. The chemical was unusually sweet, but who cares? At least it wasn’t bitter or chalky.

She could hardly wait! Biting her lip, she imagined the looks the others would give her with a pair of full, ripe breasts. Anticipation turned to tedium as the minutes ticked by. She wasn’t growing at all! Wasn’t this the secret of the huge-titted cows in the upper labs?

Frustration gripped her, and she grabbed the vial angrily. She hadn’t stolen an experimental product just to go back now! Hitomi tipped her head back, swallowing a little over half of the pink liquid. No one would notice that, maybe. If they weren’t paying attention.

The rich taste of strawberries splashed across her tongue, so intense she almost didn’t notice the swell of her chest as she began to fill out her shirt.

Hitomi looked down, she was getting bustier! Her hard nipples pushed against the fabric of her top, giving her very recognizable poking nubs. She could feel her shirt tightening around the armpits, her tits blossoming into a perfect pair of soft G cups.

She was ecstatic! This was exactly what she wanted! Hitomi jiggled them up and down, delighting in how sensitive they were! Her chest finally had a real sense of weight to it. Of consequence. If only those floor four girls could see her now…

But…the growth wasn’t stopping. Where before it was a light tingling pleasure, now her growth began to feel tight and full, like an overstuffed belly.

She frowned anxiously now, watching her swollen nipple slowly hide her feet from view. She must be at least a J cup now! Every breath seemed to pull her shirt tighter, the fabric slowly stretching as her tits overwhelmed it.

Judging her options, Hitomi tried to pull the top off, but she had grown so much she couldn’t get the hem over her tits! She was trapped, still swelling in the bathroom. Why couldn’t she have picked a less stretchy top, she thought…her fault for wanting more room to grow.

The sensations became more and more intense, a pressure that started deep inside her breasts and advanced slowly to each nipple. By now, they were massive, even taking the boob size into account. Sticking out almost two inches with a plump areolae to boot.

Hitomi began to mewl passionately, clawing at her now painfully tight top, no longer caring if anyone heard. The sudden wetness of her nipples making her eyes open with shock. She rubbed a finger across one of the nubs- almost crying out again- and looked at the sticky pink liquid smeared across her hand.

It looked like the same liquid she drank just a few minutes ago- what was it doing to her?!

Her panicked thoughts were interrupted by the sudden noise of the bathroom door opening- she was caught! It was a disorienting sight, watching the beautiful brunette try to relieve the pressure, only succeeding in rubbing her tits through her increasingly wet shirt.

Hitomi barely felt the firm hands turning her around, pulling up on her top- hard, this time- and a sudden overwhelming sensation as they were released!

She could feel every air current on her tits, flopping well past her waist as they splattered more of the same strawberry liquid against the wall. Her breasts grew, and grew, gaining cup sizes by the second of swollen delight. If they didn’t stop, they were going to get bigger than her!

Moaning helplessly, not able to even collect her massive rack in her arms, Hitomi could only make out one sentence, whispered quietly in her ear.

“Just stay calm, dear…you’ve got a lot more growing to do.”

Then, the familiar strawberry taste on her tongue, she was leaning backwards, the remainder of her sample jar poured into her mouth.

Hitomi opened her mouth to scream, but all that came out was a deep moan.

[expansion-stories-deactivated20]

You’re in a grocery store when it happens. These growth spurts always seem to happen in a public place.

But it’s not quite time for you to start filling yet, is it? Your watch is working perfectly and you’ve still got nearly forty-five minutes till you’re due to start expanding with rich milk.

No time to think what might have happened. Maybe you didn’t properly empty them, maybe you got a little turned on and that sped up the process- oh my, those gaps between the buttons are forming quick!

It’s too late for denial at this stage. You can feel the sensations wash over you, starting at your nipples, a bit like a chest cold, but pleasant.

Undoing a button? You’re only delaying the inevitable…first the fabric shifts, then the shoulder straps are pulled tight. You’re growing much more rapidly than usual- could this be a change in your condition?

I know every time you pump it leaves you just a shade bustier. It’s impossible to get every drop out, after all. But remember if you wait too long, the milk will turn into fat anyways. So hoping it slows down might not be the best strategy.

You can already feel the sloshing, right? If you don’t get the milk out in time that will be your base state from now on. Jiggling and bouncing everywhere, and that’s before you start to fill up…

A second button! You’ve grown so much in just a few minutes. Full M cups, and still going. And you’re abandoning your groceries, going for the front door. But it might be too little, too late…even the third button won’t help at this point. The bra is reaching its limit.

Of course, the tightness isn’t just from your dress. The milk is beginning to become uncomfortable, milk pressure keeping your chest perky even as it climbs to the second half of the alphabet.

I’m sure at this point you’ve noticed the stares. What a big-titted slut, they’ll think, even though it’s not your fault. The little moan you made when your tits brushed a display certainly didn’t help. You’ll set a record today at this rate…

Will you be able to fit those massive breasts between you and the steering wheel? And think of what a single flat tire could do. You’d be trapped out on the roadside, away from your pumps, just getting bigger, and bigger, and bigger…

For women with Mammary Obsession and Objectification Syndrome (MOOS) this isn’t just a fantasy, it’s a reality for them and their udders. Donate to help these poor souls today.

Any rumors about a low-cost replacement for dairy cows are completely unfounded.

[thegrowinggirl888]

This, but you slowly start getting taller too. With a little bit more in the back as well...

[growth-opportunities]

"I guess it's not really an allergic reaction, more of a sensitivity. Milk, cream, just dairy in general just makes them swell right up! The closer it is to plain milk and the more of it I eat, the more effective it is. A few years ago, I went out for fondue with a few friends and, by the time I got home, I could barely fit through my front door!"

Louisa set down the carafe of cream and picked up her spoon, stirring until her dark coffee became pale tan. Her nipples formed tents in her top, stiff and obvious. She hadn't even taken a sip; the anticipation was enough to get her body excited. Her eyes shone as she looked at her dare over the edge of the cup, a smile on her full lips. "So, once we're done with coffee, I'm thinking grilled cheese and milkshakes at the diner down the street, then stopping off for ice cream on the way back to your place. We can even get a tub or two to take home with us."

In one, swift motion, Louisa tilted her head back and drank her coffee as quickly as she could, draining her cup in a few seconds. A small chuckle shook her chest, already starting to swell beneath her tight clothing. "If you want to get me home without needing to put me in the bed of your truck, I'd suggest we get moving."

[soulpervert]

Second Puberty: Sarah’s Story

Sarah had heard a bit of the radio blaring that morning as she slowly pulled her panties up over her slender hips and prepared to get dressed for the day. Something about a blah blah Second Puberty, and how people should be avoiding the water at all blah blah. She was busy thinking about her choice of outfit for the day and what she was going to properly spend her day off. She had already taken a long hot shower in the morning to get herself started right and boy was it helping. Sarah was staring at herself in the mirror and admiring a healthy glow, she didn’t know if it was the hot shower, or the way her tits seemed to be aiming at the sky today, that put the pep in her step but she was feeling herself in the best of ways. She squeezed into a cute little outfit she dared only wear when she was feeling her best. A tight pair of jean shorts that hugged up her legs and showed off that sneaky little bit of buns she had been working on. She grinned mischievously as she noticed her hard work had been paying off. It appeared as she was showing off a bit more bun, then normal. The jean shorts practically looked painted on at this moment, as her tight little bubble fit snugly in the cute bottoms. With a simple orange top, Sarah pulled the outfit together casually, she would maybe change tops when she decided to go out later, plus she couldn’t find a good bra at that moment that didn’t feel like it was pinching her skin. It also helped that the soft orange fabric felt pleasing rubbing up against the girls she mused softly as she opened her door into the apartment she shared with her sister Chrissy.

Sarah, mused about the apartment, seeing the signs of the early morning her sister had, always going to work out early in the morning, running all morning to come home to relax after. She was jealous of her sister's incredibly toned body, but certainly was not going to wake up early to achieve it. Sarah sauntered into the kitchen and turned on the TV news and immediately muted it as she began to prepare some lite breakfast. Pouring herself a cup of water from the tap, and then a second, she began to prepare some eggs and toast when Chrissy came bursting into the apartment. She was a bit sweaty and was panting from the morning run. “Morning Sis, how was the workout?” Chrissy began to strip the moment the door closed behind her, obviously making her way to the shower. “Man, I really felt distracted today, I felt great and kept my water bottle filled as I was doing my cricut, but I just felt heavy, and a bit…” She bit her lip “a bit distracted”. Sarah could see that her sister was “distracted” even now as she seemed to nervously slide by her and grab a glass of water from the kitchen sink. Sarah was extremely aware as she noticed how close her sister was to being completely naked. She was just in her tiny running shorts, and Sarah was sure she only wore a tiny thong underneath that. She was right in front of her as she was in the kitchen, and for some reason Sarah couldn’t stop staring at Chrissy’s tits. Had they gotten a little bigger? Huh, was her ass poking out of the bottom of those shorts. As Chrissy downed the water and started to shuffle towards the shower, she was aware of how badly she didn’t want to go to work today. 

Sarah plopped down on the couch with a huge glass of water and her breakfast and turned away from the hunky man, in the too tight blazer, on the screen talking about water, and began flipping through apps. She came to some silly love game show, where all the contestants are way too attractive, and the stakes are all fake, but at least the drama was good. Normally Sarah wouldn't waste her time on some trash like this, but the attractive studs, and women with juicy sun soaked bodies was appealing at this moment and plus Sarah could change it after she was done eating and got ready for her day. She watched fascinated as the silly competition got under way and the big studly men tried to woo the sexy dumb bimbos. She laughed and got all flustered when the show got a bit steamy.

She almost didn’t realize Chrissy was saying goodbye to all dressed up in her business suit, as she had a presentation today in front of the boss. Sarah thought Chrissy looked cute with her little business suit, the neckline a little low to show off a nice set of titties she was sporting today. Sarah said good bye and wished her luck as she filled up her water glass and went back to the show. 

Sarah soon got really into the beefcakes running across the screen, transfixed by the hotties, using their bodies to attract the strong men into giving them whatever token was needed to get to the next round. Sarah’s mind started to wander as she idly took her shift off as it was getting a bit too tight around her breasts at the moment. She realized it had been creeping up on her as she kept getting up and down to get more water. As she freed herself from the top, she was surprised with a rather large slap as her breasts fell down against her chest. Electing a small moan as she felt the weight of them settle against her. She was shocked, they looked even bigger than before, god she was fucking smoking hot. She looked down at her tits, and could barely see her feet. She was about to admire them in a photo but she picked up her phone and …. Wow, was it already so late in the day? Fuck how much time had gotten away from her. Sara checked her phone, saw a few messages from some co-workers, a boy she had been considering going on a date with “ohh, wonder what he's up to tonight”, she idly thought, and saw the local news app was showing an alert. She clicked on the message, and a video popped up of a woman in a tight red blazer who was stunningly pretty, down by the local beach. “Local news reporting that the water supply to the town has been contaminated by a local chemical, that everyone shouldn’t be worried, but to avoid drinking the delicious water if you can.” The news reporter, clearly having a hard time staying focused, was panting and staring at the camera man like a dog in heat. “Side effects appear to be what scientists are calling a “Second Puberty”, where the people who ingest the chemical go through growth spurts, and possible mood alterations, including but not limited to, extreme arousal, irrational want of sex, a desperate need to suck off your horse-cocked cameraman on air, and very little rational thought. Please stay inside and avoid drinking tap water.” The video cuts off as the anchor woman begins to undo the buttons on her blouse, while dropping to her knees and crawling towards the camera. 

Sarah is dumbstruck as the video abruptly ends. She can’t believe what she just saw and is about to call someone, anyone, to figure out if she is already contaminated as she recognizes her tits are so much larger than before, when Chrissy bursts into the apartment. Her breasts are barely contained in her tight little blazer, two massive mounds are being held together by the world's most stubborn button, which is doing nothing to the mountain of cleavage that Chrissy is sporting at this moment. She can even see a split in her skirt as her hips are beginning to bulge out at the sides. Sarah takes in her sister up and down, gawking as she has filled out a bit everywhere. She also looks a little disheveled and embarrassed. Chrissy on the other hand  is struck by the fact that her big sister is standing completely topless in their living room, tiny booty short jeans painted on to her hips with the button undone, and her tits had absolutely exploded outwards. She was rocking one of the nicest pair of tits she had ever seen. She was mesmerized by Sarah’s tits, by the little bit of white panties spilling out over her jean shorts. “What are you doing home early Chrissy?” Sarah said, as she stared open mouthed at Chrissy’s body. Sarah wasn’t even trying to cover up her breasts as she questioned Chrissy.

“Umm, well during my presentation to the boss today I sort of had a wardrobe malfunction” She gestured to her swelling proportions. “My boss was really cool about it, and even let me use his office to try and adjust during the presentation. I popped off two buttons during the speech and my skirt hasn’t been fitting right since I got out of the car. My boss said I looked really good, and complimented my big titties, which normally would have upset me, but as he helped get my cloths all back in the right spots and back into the meeting, I couldn’t help but feel really grateful… and a bit distracted, he did have his hands all over me for a bit.” Sarah bit her upper lip as she thought of Chrissy’s boss, man handling her sister helping her fit those big tits back into that blouse. Her nipples grew erect right in front of her sister as she felt a wave of lust fall over her. “Wow i’m so sorry you had that happen to you Sis, did you think it went over well? Did the boss send you home after to change?” Chrissy smiled, “Yeah, he gave me a good smack and grope on the ass and said I did well, and that he would talk to me in his office one on one first thing monday. And that I should go home and celebrate a job well done”. She beamed at her sister and at that moment the button shot off across the room and Chrissy’s tits were freed from their prison. Sarah watched as a mountain of tit flesh poured out from the blazer. A small yip came from Chrissy as Sarah moved in close and wrapped her hands around her sister's massive tits and kissed her hard. 

“Fuck, Chrissy look at your huge titties” She gasped as she scooped up one in her hands and for some reason immediately popped it into her mouth. The feeling of her sister's thick nipple in her mouth caused Sarah to immediately start to orgasam. She latched on and began to suck hard on her sister's massive tits, one hand groping at her sisters big breasts as her tongue lapped and flicks across Chrissy's nipples, the other sliding between her too tight jean shorts to play with herself . Sarah groaned, it felt like the right thing to do at that moment, she was in bliss, it felt like this was the proper response to her sister coming home with a huge pair of tits she didn’t have that morning. Chrissy also felt strangely okay with the sudden change of events, she would have been lying if she hadn’t been playing with herself the whole way home thinking about her bosses thick cock snaking endlessly down his trousers as he watched her adjust herself. How his big hands cupped and groped at her tits in the faux way of attempting to help her get dressed, as he man handled her and teased her nipples. How when he told her she would come in monday to meet him, he had been stroking his cock while he told her what a good job she had done. She had almost blown him right there, but her boyfriend Tyson had texted her and she stopped. But now, with the onslaught of intense pleasure Sarah was giving with her tongue, Chrissy’s mind just stopped trying to make sense of it all. She let herself fall into the pleasure, she pulled Sarah’s needy lips away and pressed her head lower to her dripping wet cunt. She had torn her underwear off in the car ride to be able to play with herself better, and as Sarah ducked under her sister's skirt she was met with Chrissys soaking wet cunt. Sarah’s tongue flicked out and began to lap at her sister's need, moaning deeply as she pressed Chrissy into the couch and began to eat her out ferociously. Chrissy screamed as she felt herself beginning to edge closer to climax, her new massive breasts slowly filling up her frame as her sister devoured her cunt. Chrissy looked down and saw her massive breasts jiggling back and forth, two huge globes swelling up and ready to be fucked by anyone, but especially Tyson. She watched as her breasts slowly expanded, the nipples growing thick and erect as her body swelled with pleasure. As she was cresting her orgasam, her hands locked into her sisters hair pushing her face deeper into her soaking wet cunt, as she felt Sarah playing with her own needy cunt. Sarah, could feel herself changing, felt her body on fire with pleasure, everytime she felt her tongue trace across her sisters cunt, she felt her body react. Her nipples were pressing more and more into the couch in front of her, she felt like she had to crouch lower and lower to get to her sister's needy snatch. Her ass had ripped off her little jean shorts awhile ago, and her hand was a sloppy mess of juices and fluids as she was playing with herself the whole time. She felt her body expanding, and was in love with it, she never wanted to stop growing, or eating out this delicious cunt for that matter. Chrissy came hard, soaking Sarah who lapped it up eagerly. Sarah popped up after a second and rested her tits on Chrissy’s lap. They stared at each other for a long time, eyes gazing into each other. Taking in each of the others new bodies, neither of them had ever really been into girls before, but now that seemed silly. They had never done anything like that before, and somehow they both knew that it was going to be happening a lot more often.

Sarah stood up to her full height. She was dazed, incredibly horny still, very thirsty and incredibly satisfied. She was unsure what fully had just transpired, but she was glowing in the afterglow of a good orgasam as she looked down at her bombshell tit ladened sister. For some reason she looked pretty small compared to a minute ago. That was when Chrissy let out a little gasp looking up at her big sis. “Sarah! You have grown a lot!!” Sarah looked down at her body and took a moment to let it sink in. Chrissy had stayed her same height with the chemical change in her body, everything going straight to her tits and it didn’t look like it was stopping any time soon. Sarah had shot up in every category. Her tits were ginormous, two giant orbs on her incredibly hourglass figure. She was sporting a hefty ass that wobbled as she adjusted from foot to foot feeling her full figure. On top of all that, Sarah realized she was very close to 6ft tall at this point, almost a full 6 inches taller than she was before this morning's shower. She stood staring at her body, realizing all she had on was a tiny pair of panties that was soaked through clinging tightly to her soaking wet pussy. She looked down at her sister, staring up at her, and smiled. “Have you heard about the water contamination?” She asked as she walked over to the kitchen and poured herself another glass of water, and began pouring another cup for Chrissy right as her phone got a message.

To be Continued..

[jayaury]

Of course it's safe.

What? You don't really believe those rumours about plant girls, do you? That their pollen can brainwash mortals? That they use their big breasts to entice men into their loving embrace and drug them with toxin laced lipstick?

After all, you're already in her arms, and you're not in danger. Are you? Of course you're not thinking about ever leaving her. Who would when her pillowy breasts are so soft and her kisses so adoring?

So loving?

So...

So...

Intoxicating?

Naturally you should relax.

Breathe deep.

Kiss her back as the petals of her flower close around you both. Trapping you in sensuous darkness as she strips away your clothes.

It's perfectly safe.

So wonderfully...

Beautifully...

...safe...

[cottonundiestf]

kink rating: praise mixed w degradation

"look at you go! such a good lil fuckdoll"

"you're really nothing but a good cumdump"

etc

0 No | 1 rather not | 2 I dunno | 3 I guess | 4 Sure | 5 Yes | 6 FUCK yes | 7 Oh god you don’t even know

Yeah, I do like this, for sure! It's that mix of degrading someone but making it clear that they are still precious and you have affection for them. It's very soft dom coded.

[luckybelongstoher]

I love when a girl tells me what's working when I'm eating her out. Mostly because I want to give her the best head she's ever had. But secretly because she's telling me what to do, and I love obeying.

[boysaremytoys]

when you’re in bed with a boy and you ask to watch him touch himself and he goes “okayyy 😣 it’s embarrassing” aww but it’s hot

[boysaremytoys]

do you understand why i love good boys? it’s the combination of their uncontrollable lust and disciplined behaviour. like they’re hard and needy but they ask permission and willingly surrender control?! it breaks my brain.

[audio-desires]

sitting behind them and covering their mouth while you jerk them off

[shygals-slophouse]