Object transformation: Step Mothers Sports Bra (Early access)

Demitri parents had gotten divorced when he was about ten years old, and life was a bit chaotic then. When he was about sixteen his father had remarried his second wife, Julie. It wasn’t until Demitri was eighteen that he realized how sexy his stepmother was.

She was a tall queen muscular queen. Julie’s chest was massive and could smother a person with their sheer size, her ass was large and firm thanks to her always working out, and her curves were flawless.

She was the perfect woman, and Demitri felt she was wasted on his pathetic father. So he began to secretly flirt with her in hopes of scoring with her at least once, but every attempt he had made ended in failure.

She never even realized he was flirting with her, instead, she thought he was merely warming up to her more and that was his way of being friendly, basically, she was unable to see him as anything but her stepchild, and flirting went over her head.

This drove him crazy as all he wanted was the chance to be close to her, even just touch her breasts. So he began to research online, and by that, he watched a ton of pornhub videos of stepmoms and stepkids screwing each other.

Then in one of the comments, he found a thread about how to get close to a stepmother in an extremely pleasurable way without her even knowing. It was some sort of spell with instructions on how to possess an object.

Demitri figured it was bullshit, but what was the harm in trying. If it didn’t work no big deal, and if it did, he’d get to perv on his stepmother. So he copied the spell onto an index card and the next morning he snuck into Julie’s room.

He knew she would soon be getting dressed to go for her morning run, which meant she had her sports bra and running shorts on her bed waiting for her to brush her teeth and come back to get dressed.

He acted quickly, he snuck in, grabbed the bra, and began to say the spell. Once he finished his body began to disappear and he felt himself being sucked into the sports bra he was holding. He blacked out for a few seconds, and when he came to he was looking up at his stepmom's massive breasts.

He was giddy with excitement. He watched as she slipped her panties up her long beautiful legs and over her big ass.  Then came her shorts, same as before, up her legs and over her ass, where the band hugged her waist tightly.

Then it was time for Demitri. His stepmother picked him up and slid her arms through him, and then she put her head through him. At first, it didn’t feel like much, but once she started to stretch him over her breasts he was in heaven.

As her massive breasts filled him, and caused his new cloth body to stretch to its limits, he felt as though he was orgasming over and over. That sensation stopped being overwhelming when he started doing his job and holding her breasts still.

He gained his senses back and watched as she leaned down and put her socks and shoes on. Once her sneakers were tied she got up and left her room. She then proceeded to grab her big water bottle and fill it up with water, then she made some toast.

She took her water and breakfast and made her way outside. She began her run from the house, and from what she had told Demitri in the past she ran all the way down to the gym with a track field which is about two miles away.

So the experience of being her sports bra started right away. Demitri felt himself moving up and down as she jogged. Thanks to how tight he was around her breasts it wasn’t a whole lot of movement.

But soon enough the movement would increase, all because his stepmother was starting to sweat. As sweat poured out of her it dripped down her chest and into Demitri. He soon found himself soaked in her sweat.

He didn’t enjoy being able to taste it, but being pressed against her hot sweaty body, especially her breasts was worth it. Especially as the more she sweat the more her breasts started to move around inside him.

The sweat basically acted as a lubrication and caused them to start moving. So now both of her breasts were moving up in down inside him, and her nipples were starting to crow erect due to the friction and were poking through him.

Once she got to the gym she went inside to the bathroom and used a towel to wipe up. She ran the towel under Demitri and over her breasts and once she was done she placed her hands over her nipples.

She said something about this bra being annoying because it always caused her nipples to chafe. She looked annoyed but took a sip of water and went back outside to continue her jog. She headed out to the track field where she ran another three miles this time going in circles.

The whole time Demitri was loving it. Every movement, every drop of sweat, and the thoughts brewing in his head was a blissful pleasure. It was almost a shame it was almost over. As she had just finished her run back home.

Demitri watched as his stepmother walked back to her room and pulled him off of her. Now that he wasn’t being stretched he really noticed how much of her sweat he had soaked up, he felt like a soggy towel.

Then his stepmother did something he wasn’t expecting but quite enjoyed. She took him and began to use him to wipe off more of her sweat. She ran him over her breasts and nipples, up her neck, and one of the best she wiped him all over her armpits.

Demitri had to admit the smell was quite strong, and had this been a man he would have hated it, but there was something so enticing about her scent especially when it was so strong. After she was done with him, she tossed him into her laundry basket and went to shower.

After she showered she went off to work and everything was quiet. Demitri was now sitting there smelling like dirty armpit and sweat as he started to dry and stiffen up. The high he basically got from the experience was wearing off and he began to plan his next adventure.

If being her sports bra was that good, being her panties might be even better, or even one of the sex toys she keeps at the bottom of her closet, hell even sneaking into her work and becoming her chair might be fun.

The thought of having her heavy ass crushing his face all day sounded amazing, but alas that would never happen. Demitri didn’t know that the spell was permanent and could only be reversed if the spell was said backward by someone else who was touching him at the same time.

So he spent the next week in her laundry basket completely stiff and hard, which became slightly uncomfortable as it caused him a bit of pleasure but it was equivalent to being edged over and over again.

The smell from him was starting to get really bad, but as new sweaty clothes joined on top of him, their sweat dripped down onto him, causing him to absorb it and break even more. It was around when his stepmother finally went to do her laundry that he realized he was stuck like this.

He tried to beg her to help him, but he was just a useless sweaty sports bra and couldn’t talk. Then his whole situation got worse when she grabbed him from the bottom of the basket. She looked at him and said there was no point in washing him.

She put him to the side, turned on the washer, and went to the trash where she dropped him inside. His stepmother just threw him away, ensuring no one would ever be able to find him and return him to normal, and even worse, sentenced him to a fiery death at the dump.

Well, that was what he thought, but luckily he lived in an area where they actually sort the trash instead of burying it all, and when someone found him in decent condition they took him and added him to a pile of clothes, that much like him smelled like sewage and rank garbage.

He was finally washed and donated to a thrift store where he sat on a hanger for three years before finally a blonde woman with a massive chest found him and brought him to the changing room to try him on.

She was happy with how he fit and purchased him. He was now on his way to his new home. It’s better than the dump and sitting alone on that hanger, plus getting another chance to be around the breast of another hot sweaty woman wasn’t that bad, Demitri just hoped her nipples didn’t chafe easily, or else he’d likely be doing this all again.