Warped Raid

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“Like what you see boys?~” the busty, well just “busty” is a disservice to what you have made her…ehem…the tits with a side of woman purrs out as she shamelessly jiggles her tits around, happily indulging in the attention of your awestruck friends “Dude there is no way that's Eliza from school, I mean I know she’s stacked, but those things are just ginormous!” your buddy Mike exclaims while practically drooling on Eliza’s cleavage “I know she had a Hispanic background, but this is just exaggerated” comments Chris as he reaches for a squeeze and, much to his dismay, gets playfully swatted away “I’m sorry chulo, but only master can touch mis tetas~” she giggles before playfully squeezing her melons just to further tease him.

“Don’t be mean now girl, these are my friends” you chuckle as you take a squeeze of the sluttified Latina’s breasts “Mmmm~” earning a low satisfied purr from her as she leans into your grasp, her bouncy flesh overflowing the gaps between your fingers as you play with her boob “This is insane dude how did you even manage this?” you grin at Mike as he inquires on your new arm candy “Remember that device I was working on? The little remote thing you kept laughing at? Well I got it working and Eliza here…” you grasp her boob again as you roll it around your palm “Aaagh~” earning another excited squeak from your plaything “...is just one of my most recent victims, I thought she needed some adjustments for being such a bitch to everyone at school, don’t you think it’s fair girl?” you grin as you look down at the squirming Latina “Yes papi, I was such a puta to everyone~” she whimpers out while practically melting in your hands as you toy with her body “Dude that’s awesome, did you make those red dots too?” Mike excitedly points to a red dot, on your forehead “Huh, what are you talking ab-” you slowly turn your head, noticing one red dot on each of your buddies too “Get down!” you manage to yell as the windows on your apartment break. You manage to avoid a direct hit as you reach for the remote in your pocket, turning the whole window into a solid wall as a shot hits the device from your hand, breaking it in two in the process “Fuck! Everyone alright?”

You turn around to scan the room, your eyes immediately land on a laid out Eliza. You dash over to her and gently shake her shoulders, receiving no response, but she seems to still be breathing “I think Eliza got hit with some kinda sleep dart, how are you guys faring?” you ask out as you rise to your feet, moving in to check on a sitting Chris and Mike who is holding his arm in pain, a red dart sticking out of it “I doubt that’s all we got shot at with dude, this thing stings like bitch” he winces as he carefully pulls the dart out of his arm, tossing it at you to check it out “What about you Chris?” you call out as you check the dart, it is unremarkable, the only notable thing of it are the remnants of a pinkish liquid oozing out of its hypodermic needle “Nah I’m fine, they just grazed me, a small cut that’s about it. Who the hell shot at us anyway” you frown at his question, it's not like you would be wanted by anyone to warrant getting shot at in your apartment, and the things you did with the remote should be unnoticeable unless you allow other sentient beings to notice which you didn’t, the only people you authorized perception for where your friends… “Agggh”

Mike’s pained groans drag you out of the recesses of your own mind, you turn to see him doubling over in pain as he clutches the arm that got hit, his face looks pale as his body starts to tremble “Mike!” you try to step forward, but your fear overshadows your worry as, to your horror, Mike starts to change right in front of your eyes, exactly in the same manner that you changed Eliza just this morning. His distinctively male frame begins to shrink and warp, his clothes looking more ridiculous by the minute on his slimming frame “What the fuck dude?” Chris is barely able to whisper next to you as Mike’s hair starts to change color, his dark brown locks turning a fiery red as they grow from his scalp “Aagmmh” he whimpers as his face softens, his nose shrinks and his eyes take on a much “cuter” shape, the excess tissue from his changing face moves down to his lips, plumping up his mouth as he unwillingly, you hope, makes a pouty O with his cushiony lips, silently begging for something to wrap them around “Ooooh~” Mike moans as something starts to push out his red top, the red fabric lifting off of his muscles as two bumps continuously swell under it, and you have a pretty good guess as to what they are since his nipples seem to push prominently through the fabric of his top “Guys pleooooghh~” he moans mid-plea as his breasts continue to balloon outwards, fat and tissue continuously flooding his upper body to feed into its developing mammary glands, said glands straining into her top until it rips apart, freeing two head fulls of boob that sway heavily on her upper body with every single one of her labored breaths “Guys, help why do I have tits” she complains as one of her slender fingers comes up to prod at her milky cleavage, the touch of her dainty finger sending delicious ripples and jiggles through the milky sea of boob flesh sticking out of her top “Dude you have to fix thoooomm~” the woman that was once Mike leans forwards in apparent pleasure as his hips visibly flare out of her figure in a singular, audible Phooomp the beauty on your bed trembles as her once muscular thighs expand, thickening up deliciously as all the muscular tissue is swapped out in favor of jiggly fat, swiftly growing in size until her once fitting pants hang around her, broken like fishnets. Those thighs look so hot quite honestly, like they would be capable of squeezing out your…no, bad thoughts! “Mike talk to me” you plea, powerless without the remote as the girl’s beautiful face lifts to look into your eyes, a silent cry for help in her face before her eyes glaze over, and she falls onto her side. Her motionless body lying on your bed “Mike?” you approach with a mix of curiosity and unwelcomed arousal as your fingers carefully reach to trace around her face. Her features eerily still, her expression blank and doll-like, unmoving apart from the soft rise and fall of the two bowling balls attached to her chest as she breathes. You tentatively reach out to squeeze one of them, the sensation is incredible, her flesh overflows between your fingers as you sink your digits into her plump tits, you turn to her face looking for a reaction, but she doesn’t even stir, the only noticeable change is the slight parting of her lips, forming a sensual expression of bliss with her glossy eyes.

“Man she’s practically a living sex doll, Chris we need to do someth-aagh” you kneel in pain as a needle breaks into your spinal cord “Suspect down, the bodysuit worked like a charm, requesting pick up” Chris’ voice rings in your ears, but you can’t even stand up to confront him. The only thing you can do is sit still as your body warms up, your whole being on fire as you feel what must be your new hair prickling at your neck, it feels so soft “aahh” you breathe out in a haze of sensations as the warmth concentrates in your chest, you tilt down to stare at your green top as it begins to strain and stretch. One of your hands, your freshly manicured hands, comes up to cup your bulging chest, sending a shiver through your body as it continues to rebel against its confines, you feel the strands of fiber breaking apart as your expanding jugs surge forward with a particularly heavy influx of tissue, leaving behind a torn shirt as your hefty breasts bounce free.

They are not as monstrous as Mike’s “Mmmm~” but they must be just as or even more sensitive, making you whimper out in pleasure as their weight pulls your body forwards, jiggling your sensitive melons around in your torn top before your mind decides to peace out of the situation, and you fall forwards onto the floor.

“Upper management did a fine job with the containment assault, it’s just a shame the remote was broken during it” a sexy stud comments in front of your containment unit as you shimmy in place, making sure to jiggle your boobies as much as you can within the tight leather outfit the man in the dressers gifted you, god you need to go back and suck his yummy cock as thanks when these cuties let you out “Just look at the state they left her in, too dumb to think about anything besides dicks now. How the hell are we supposed to get our own remote now?!” another handsome man complains some more after saying dicks, that wordy you, like, totally get as you stick your tongue out, silently begging him to let you take him down your slutty throat.

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