Talk Before Your Titties Get Too Big

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Agent J had been captured and bound on his latest mission. He was trying to go undercover to infiltrate the lab where Dr. Martin Malous, an evil scientist created deadly super weapons that he sold on the black market.

But Agent J was caught almost immediately, almost like they were expecting him. He was knocked out and when he woke up his hands were tied together above his head and he was wearing some sort of strange suit.

The suit left most of his body exposed while covering his legs and arms. “What the hell is this… What is that madman up to..” Agent J looked around, hoping to find some way to free himself, but he didn’t get much time before Martian came walking in with an evil grin.

“Welcome to my lab Agent J, or should I say Jamie Smithfield?” Jamie felt his eyes twitch as he heard his real name said. “How do you know my name?” Martian laughed. “Well, I have my own spies in your agency, and they gave me your name and they were the person who sent you here.”

The person who sent him here. That would mean his handler was a mole. “That bastard will pay as soon as I break free from here.” Martian laughed. “You won't break out of here, plus you should be worried about what I have in store for you.”

“Yeah? What’s that?” Martian smiled and pulled over a cart of torture devices. “Well, your handler sent you to me because you were a member of the secret team that took my husband and locked him away in an unknown location.”

“I have no idea what you're talking about,” Jamie said with a slight smile on his face. “Oh yes, you do, but don’t worry I’m going to make you talk.” Martian turned towards his cart. “Go ahead and torture me, cut me up and kill me, I’ll never talk.”

Martian turned around holding a needle. “Oh you’ll talk, the real question is will you do it before you become a big-titted bimbo.” “Huh? What are you talk..” Martian jabbed Jamie in the neck with the needle and injected him with the substance.

‘What.. what the hell.. Wait... My body feels weird.” Jamie moved his head forward to see his body transforming. In less than a minute his body had shrunk down in weight and height, and his dick and balls had receded inwards, leaving a vagina in its place.

Jamie’s chest also swelled up a bit, creating two small bumps. “What... What the hell? Am I a woman?” “Yes you are, and even better than that, for every minute that passes you’ll become more and more feminine.”

“This is fucked up…” “Oh, it gets better my dear. You see, after you’ve been fully feminized, you’ll start to lose your intelligence, and once you're dumb enough you’ll spill all the information I need. Oh, and did I mention your breasts won't stop growing?”

Jamie grits her teeth. This situation was bad for her. She needed to get out of it now. That or give up the information this madman wanted, or resist and hope for her bimbo self and still withhold the information.

As the first minute passed, Jamie felt her hips get slightly wider, her ass gets a bit rounder and most importantly her breasts go up a cup size. “So? Are you going to give me the information I want so you don’t turn into a bimbo, or perhaps you want that.”

“I won’t talk…” Martian sighed. “Have it your way.” The doctor turned around and started to mess around with the rest of his torture devices while he ignored Jamie. Jamie took that time to look around desperately trying to find a way out.

But after ten minutes passed, her body had grown a ton. She now had a bubble butt, wide hips, thick thighs, a slim tight waist, long blondish hair, and E-cup breasts, which were now flopping around in the wind due to them not being covered.

She was as fine as a woman came, which meant that each minute that passed now caused her to become dumber and dumber, and for her already large breasts to become larger and larger. ‘Shit this is bad… I really don’t want to be a bimbo…”

Martian heard that and turned around. “What was that? How wow look at you, your transformation is going quicker than all the test subjects. I’d say you have about five minutes left before you're dumb enough to talk.”

Martian then went to turn back around. “Wait…” Martian stopped and turned back towards Jamie. “Ready to talk?” “Yes… I’ll tell you what you want to know.” Martian smiled. “Good start with the location of my husband.”

Jamie sighed. “He’s locked up in a CIA black site buried two hundred feet under the Washington Monument.” Martian placed his hand on his chin. “Well, that’s interesting. How do I get in?” “There’s a secret elevator that can be accessed by pulling a certain brick on the left side.”

Martian looked puzzled. “Well, I suppose I can work with that. I’ll have to get a squad together and go in after midnight. How many guards should I expect?” Jamie was about to talk, but another minute passed.

She felt her breast bump up to an F-cup and her mind got a bit fuzzy. “Uh… Ten.. no, maybe fifteen guards patrol his cell block at all times.” Martian stood up. “Well that should be good enough for me, I’ll do a quick hack before the breakout, get the plans for the layout, and disable the cameras.”

Martian then walked towards the door he entered the room from earlier. “Wait? Where are you going? I talked, I told you what you wanted to know. Aren't you going to turn me back?” Martian slowly turned his head and looked at Jamie and gave him a sinister smile.

“I hate to break it to you, but there’s no way to stop it once it’s started. You’re stuck as a woman, and your breasts are going to keep growing and you’ll get dumber and dumber each minute until your body fully breaks down the serum leaving you permanently in whatever body you have at that time.”

“You bastard, you won't get away with thi..” Another minute passed, causing her mind to get fuzzier and her breasts to grow to G-cups. “Have fun, don’t worry once I’m back I’ll put you to good work pleasuring all my dirty horny goons.”

Martian laughed as he slammed the door leaving Jamie alone to watch as her body grew and her life changed forever. Martian didn’t come back until late the next day. He walked into the room with his husband and they were met with an amazing sight.

Jamie now had massive T-cup breasts and a puddle underneath her which turned out to be her own cum. “It seems my big-breasted bimbo serum worked well.” “It sure did, my love, it was thanks to it that I was able to find you.”

Martian's husband walked up to Jamie and looked at her puddle. "It seems our newest bimbo had fun while tying up her huh.” Jamie nodded. “My body feels so amazing... Do you want to play with me?”

Martian’s husband laughed. “No my dear, you’re not my type, but there’s a squad of highly trained soldiers that rescued me tonight that I’d like to reward with a good time. Do you and those massive tits of yours think you're up to the job of fucking twelve men?”

Jamie let out a smile that had a bit of drool spilling from it. Just hearing that she was about to fuck a whole bunch of men made her lustful and wet. “I can handle it, please let me go fuck them.” Martian laughed. “Well might as well give the girl what she wants.”

Martian hit a button and Jamie was released from her bondage. After that Martian and his husband led her to the barracks where the rescue squad was unwinding. The Doctors introduced Jamie to them and told them from now on she was there to serve all their sexual needs.

Then they left Jamie with them, and she proceeded to have sex with all twelve men several times. Each guy took a turn fucking her in different places, and playing with her tits as they were the biggest pair they’d ever seen. After that day Jamie would wait in their barracks for their squad to finish a mission or end their patrolling duties for the day so she could do it all again.

As for her handler who sold her out, no one has discovered he was a mole, and no one was looking for Jamie because his handler marked him as killed in action. So no one was coming to her rescue, not that they’d be able to do anything if they did save her, she was going to be a mindless big-breasted bimbo for as long as she lived.