Flipping Out - Part A

I have more I want to add to this, but ya'll have been waiting long enough for these 7,300+ words. I know there's also probably more proofreading to be done, I just really wanted to get some material posted to ya'll since it was getting later in the month than usual. ~dS

Flipping Out

a collab by Dan Standing

Carli found sitting at the cash register to be a pain. It wasn’t just boring, it was actually painful. Sitting at the counter all day, everyday, and watching as women with the most beautiful of bodies came walking in again and again, buying all sorts of lingerie and walking out. Carlie hated to see them leave, but she loved to watch them go. Watching so much sexy womanly flesh come and go got Carli so hot she could barely stand it, practically staining her shorts some days.

Of course, the one woman who got her pussy steaming at the start of every day actually worked alongside her - perhaps an even more painful circumstance for the shy Carli.

If only Hannah had the same thoughts for me...

Hannah, the coworker who had captured Carli’s eye, was beautiful. Not just beautiful, but beautiful. Very, very beautiful. Compared to Carli’s olive complexion, Hannah’s skin was creamy white. Hannah’s hair was long, easily going down to her hips, unhindered or undrawn, simply flowing down her back in silky strawberry strands. Her face was heart shaped without a blemish, perfectly accenting her warm eyes. The other features of her face were just as shapely, such as the button nose which twitched slightly at times, a further accentuation to the sexy, sensual cuteness Hannah had. Small dimples graced each of her cheeks, which looked like smile lines. And then there were Hannah lips. Her soft, pink, pouty, plump, naturally thick and amorous lips. Each one looked like they were made to be touched by other lips, perhaps like those belonging to Carli.

Hannah had a lithe neck which led to little shoulders and slender arms. By the gods, did the sight of Hannah’s perfect bare shoulders make Carli want to just go and bite them, claiming right there and then that Hannah was hers and hers alone. 

From her shoulders, however, Carli’s thoughts went to Hannah’s breasts - and obscured behind the counter Carli’s hands were slowly moving towards her core, slowly, very slowly. She knew that she shouldn’t be doing this, but she couldn’t help herself, Hannah was too much in her head, she had to do it.

Now Carli had a fine pair of breasts, which she was proud of. She’d happily displayed her B cups ever since she’d grown them. But Hannah’s breasts were much larger. Carli didn’t officially know what they were, or had ever seen them bared, but she felt that they were easily larger and rounder. They were clearly firm and looked to be upthrust easily, perfectly round and carved. 

Carli guessed Hannah’s areola were large in scale with the big bust. She didn’t have to guess as much with the hardened thumb-thick nubs Hannah had for nipples, which pushed back against anything the saleswoman wore, waiting, demanding to be sucked - and Carli wanted to just jump on them and press her mouth against those nipples just once. No, that couldn’t possibly be enough. Just the mere sight of those massive breasts, even covered, would break Carli’s resolve 100 times over. Yet, despite the hands sneaking beneath the elastic of her panties, Carli somehow contained herself. 

And there was still so much of Hannah’s sexiness to revel in. Carli bemoaned silently that Hannah dressed so conservatively for work - black slacks, and a blouse covered by vests and jackets.

Carli’s thoughts trailed down to Hannah’s perfectly slim stomach, formed after years of the dieting and exercise, something that Hannah was extremely proud of and shared with anyone who would listen. And Carli listened often, feeling a wet shiver whenever Hannah lifted her shirt to reveal how the work had paid off on her abs - with the cutest and most erotic little navel that he had ever seen settled in the middle. Carli groaned softly as her hand brushed over her mons. It was the most skin Hannah ever showed off at work, and the nibble was torturous.

Hannah’s hips jutted out to help form the hourglass shape that Carli craved, with what must have been the perfect, perfect ass stuck out on the back, large and firm yet looking soft and bubbly. Plump yet toned thighs and long and powerful legs stretched down below it. All in all, Hannah was the definition of Feminine Perfection - in Carli’s opinion.

Oh god...

Shuddering and taking a deep breath, Carli barely managed to stop herself from shoving her hand right into her own pussy. She needed to relieve the heat that had built up inside of her, but for now Carli was stuck. She didn’t want to make a mess or cry out, not right now, not here, nope.  Especially not with the other coworkers lurking somewhere in the store. She didn’t to ruin her mood thinking about Victoria and Dalia. 

Both Victoria and Dalia were beautiful in their own ways, bu very differently. Victoria was brash and demanding , usually dressed in outfits that hugged her tight curves in the right ways. Her long hair went down till her lower back, black in color, and her pointed looks were sexy, but not in the innocent-but-cute sexy kind of beauty that Dalia had. No, Victoria was the ‘I’m sexy and I know it look at me’ kind of a beauty. Her butt looked painfully tight, as if it would take actual hydraulics to pop it open, and her breasts pushed sharply into the tight fabric of Victoria’s outfits.

Dalia was equally slim and sharp-featured, but more reserved in her personality. She, too, had a crush on Hannah but expressed her interest in passive-aggressive insults towards Carli. Dalia also sported a generous bust, which she showed off as often as she could.

Looking down at her own chest, Carli sighed. Both Hannah and Victoria had bigger breasts then her. While Carli would have enjoyed having more bust to flaunt, she knew that she had her own charms beyond tits.

“Excuse me.”

Looking up, Carli blushed as she saw a woman at the counter, looking amused. She was in her forties, and had a figure people would die for. Seriously die for. Carli’s jaw dropped open as she looked at the what appeared to be goddess in human form in front of her. “Oh my, you are definitely a cute one, aren’t you?”

“Um...uh...I mean...” Looking like a deer caught in headlights, Carli’s blushed deepend and she shook her head. “I...um...how can I help you?”

“I just want to check out,” the woman smiled, placing some small items on the counter, including a variety of frilly thongs.

Looking at the intimates placed on the counter, Carli sighed. She always knew it was a bad idea to imagine the customers wearing what they’d brought up to buy. It was a distraction that lead to miscounted register totals.

But sometimes... 

“Sure, I can help with that,” Carli smiled absently as she quickly rang up everything. “That will be $21.84, please.” Carli packed everything up into a bag while the woman fished through her purse and placed some bills and coins on the counter.

“Here you go,” the woman grinned, pushing the cash over the counter as Carli handed the bag. “Keep the change.”

“Thank you!” Carli was lost in the customer’s smile, and it was only after the woman was a few steps out of the store that Carli realized she hadn’t actually counted the money! Looking down in panic she could see at a glance that it was enough. 

But one coin wasn’t anything that Carli had ever seen in her entire life. It was a simple coin, golden, with lettering on it on either side. 

On one side, it had printed, “Wish Granted As You Desire.” 

On the other side, it had, “Wish Granted As We Desire.”

“What the...” Carli murmured under her breath as she flipped the coin around in her fingers. “What is up with this? Is this for real?”

Looking around to make sure neither Hannah nor Victoria could see her, Carli dropped the coin into her pocket and continued with her day - which felt absolutely excruciatingly long. Undoubtedly it was because Carli was so deeply curious about the strange coin, eager to investigate it further. Finally her hours were up, the store was closed, and with a last lingering look at Hannah as she put on her coat Carli headed out.

The entire way home Carli fantasized about Hannah. She thought about squeezing and sucking Hannah’s tits. She thought about grabbing and spanking that magnificent ass. She thought about kissing her lips - and everywhere else. She thought about lapping at a bare pussy constantly wet with delicious juices for her. She thought about Hannah coming to work in skimpy outfits designed to drive Carli wild.

One bus ride later Carli walked up all five flights to her little apartment. Her feet ached in the heels she was require to wear, and she quickly tossed them aside. She then fished out the coin and reread the words. This was impossible, but she wanted it. She wanted this coin to grant the wishes that she needed. And the first wish she was going to ask for was burning bright in her head.

So she flipped the coin, and wished out loud. 

“I wish that starting tomorrow my coworker Hannah thought about me the same way I want her.” 

The coin fell into Carli’s hand, and with quite a bit of anxiety she looked to see which way it hand landed - “Wish Granted As You Desire” was facing up.

Carli smiled and let out a long sigh. Of course there was no way to actually know if it had worked. And that was starting to make Carli anxious again. She had another idea, one that would help prove if the coin was real. She flipped the coin again. 

“I wish that my legs were always comfortable in heels.”

Once more Carli caught the coin, and opened her hand.

“Wish Granted As We Desire” looked up at her.

Before Carli could even consider what that meant she felt a tightness around her legs and feet from the calves down. Her eyes widened as she saw black shadows forming around her legs where the tightness was. For a moment she could see the texture of her skin beneath the grey, but it became more and more opaque. 

As this was happening Carli was also being pushed up off the floor, her toes rising an inch and her heels being pushed up even further. Carli watched as the grey shadows darkened into black shiny latex. It was pulled tight against her skin, not uncomfortable, but there was no way she’d ever not know the latex was wrapped around her. A hard rubber sole formed beneath her foot, arching up to her heel where a black stiletto stretched down from her heel to the floor six inches.

The latex around Carli’s toes was so tight she could make out the dip in material between each toe. From there up over her calf the latex was completely smooth, aside from the inside of her legs were a zipper formed down to her ankle.

For a few seconds Carli teetered and her feet burned from being stretched like they were, but the pain quickly passed. In fact, Carli realized that these were now the most comfortable shoes or boots she’d ever warn. The tightness of the latex meant she couldn’t even wiggle her toes in the slightest, but she felt fine nevertheless.

“Wow…” Carli cooed, taking a few cautious steps. It was quickly clear that she could walk confidently in these boots almost like she was barefoot, and she skipped and pranced around the apartment to test her coordination. What down side had there been to getting the reverse side of the coin? She stopped in front of her mirror and turned to look at the style. These boots screamed “fuck me” and were real, which meant Hannah was going to want to…

“Fuck me…” muttered Carli, grinning. Her whole body blushed when she realized her first wish must have come true. She shuddered in the anticipation of seeing Hannah the next day. Carli could feel her pussy getting so wet from the thought, her body humming in horniness.

Carli went over to her bed, placed the coin on the table beside it, and stripped off all of her clothes aside from her new boots - she wanted to savor wearing those a little longer, the sensation of them wrapped around her legs a reminder that the wishes were real and that Hannah…

Another shudder ran through Carli’s body as she thought about Hannah. She pulled aside the covers and jumped backwards, her bare ass landing just short of center on the bed. She let her feet hang lazily off the edge of the mattress as she opened her legs. Carli put one hand to a little breast and squeezed its nipple between her fingers, while the other hand slid over her stomach, mons, and between her thighs.

Carli bit her lip and moaned as she pushed through her labia and found her little clitty. It was barely the size of a pencil eraser, and sometimes hard to locate beyond her thick labia. She squirmed in the bed, her stilettos catching the edge of the sheets, as her fingers worked her little button. Tiny sounds squeaked from her as she pressed against her sensitive parts. Carli rubbed with vigor as she imagined Hannah sliding down Carli’s body, her cheeks between her thighs, Hannah’s tongue reaching out and…

...searching for her clit?

Carli’s lust cooled for a moment as she worried about how the pair’s first moments of intimacy could go tomorrow. She wanted it to be perfect. Carli didn’t want anything to potentially disrupt their lovemaking, such as an awkward moment to find her clit. And it could stand to be a little more sensitive...

And Carli could fix that. Her feet felt great in the boots, so it was a 50/50 chance she’d get the better side or not-so-bad side of the coin. She reached over to the table and grabbed it.

“I wish my clit would increase in size and sensitivity until it was as wide as a penny.”

Without looking Carli flipped the coin and didn’t bother trying to catch it. She heard it hit the rug on her floor with a thud, and a tingle fell over her clit.

“Mmm...yes…” Carli moaned, her body wiggling over the sheets as she felt her little button warm and push up against her finger. It was slowly growing, getting a little bigger with each pulse of blood. And her heart was beating faster and faster. Carli mewed in pleasure as her clit was quickly was wide as the tip of her finger. It wasn’t just the size that was causing the woman to squirm - the sensitivity was, as she had wished - increased with every heartbeat.

“Goood…” Carli gripped her left tit tightly as she felt her core tightening up, the sensations of building bliss getting greater and greater. She wanted to cum so badly, but wanted to wait until her clit had finished growing as a sort of celebration.

But it hadn’t stopped yet. Carli could feel it pushing more and more against her labia, practically pushing them against her thighs. Its width has surprised the size of her finger tip, and Carli felt that she was nearing the point where two fingers wouldn’t bridge its diameter.

“What the fuck?” Carli muttered. She pulled back her hands and shifted herself up in the bed. As she did so her legs closed a little, and she gasped as her thighs pushed her labia against her very sensitive clitty. “Oh oh!”

Carli opened her legs and pushed herself up from the bed. A few wide steps took her back to her mirror, and Carli cursed as she looked down at her crotch. Her clit had grown over an inch wide, and was bulging from her lower lips like small golf ball.

“What the fuck! I wished for my clit to be the size of a…” It was then a thought struck Carli. She’d been thinking of an American penny when she made the wish. But she hadn’t specified when she spoke the wish. 

Keeping her thighs apart she wobbled over to her phone, and Carli did some quick searching. Sure enough, pennies came in many sized - including one from Australia which sported King George VI on one side, a kangaroo on the other, and the website said it measured over 1.2 inches in diameter.

A few more searches confirmed for Carli that an American penny was only 0.75 inches across. A golf ball was 1.68 inches in diameter, so at least her clit wasn’t that big.

But it was still big. Just standing there Carli could feel how sensitive her engorged clit was in the air. Its own weight tugged on her crotch in a way that stimulated itself. Carli actually found herself gritting her teeth and shuddering just from turning to put her phone down.

“Fuck...this is…” Carli didn’t know what to think. “At least it won’t be hard to find.”

The next concern Carli had was, if this went so far from what she intended, why did her feet feel so good in the boots like she’d wanted? Was there more downside than what she’d seen so far?

Carli looked down at her legs. Nothing seemed too concerning from what she could see. The tab of one zipper glinted in the lamp light. Figuring that there was only one thing she hadn’t tried yet, Carli reached down to take off the new boots she had been gifted.

She grabbed the zipper and tugged.

It wouldn’t budge. In fact, when she tried to pull on it both the latex and her flesh beneath it stretched out.

“Oh...no…” Carli muttered. She tried again. And then she pulled the zipper on her other leg. The same thing happened each time. She then tried to push her fingers in between the seam of the latex and her skin, but couldn’t find any give. It was like the latex was attached to her skin.

Like the boots were part of her.

Carli’s eyes widened when she remembered what she had actually wished - to always be comfortable in heels. The coin had made sure her feet would always be comfortable in heels because her feet would never be free of the heels. Regardless of where she was, or what she was doing, the heels would never come off!

“Fuck fuck fuck…” Carli muttered, stepping over to the bed. She’d had too wishes go wrong, and the odds of undoing both of them without making things worse were not great. She carefully bent over and retrieved the coin - which was facing up on the “As We Desire” side as expected. But as Carli pinched the coin into her fingers she noticed something.

Along the edge, circling the coin, was engraved, “One Wish As You Desire Per Day.”

“Shit!” This wasn’t good. She was only going to get a 50/50 shot at an accurate wish once a day!

Shaking her head at her failure to notice that detail earlier, Carli put the coin in her purse and wobbled to the bed. The day had been exhausting on its own, and her body was beginning to burn out from being so horny. 

She crawled on top of the covers and realized that laying on either side was just going to squeeze her big maddeningly sensitive clit between her thighs. Carli rolled onto her back and let her legs flop open, her crotch exposed to the air. It was strange to be going to sleep with boots on - particularly a pair that were glued to her legs. It was a strange feeling, the heels catching the sheets.

Wanting to get some rest as quickly as possible Carli placed her hand on her enormous clit and began to massage it. Her body immediately jumped, and she pulled a pillow over her face to keep from screaming too loudly.

Within moments she had cum, and her afterglow eased her into slumber.

The next day, Carli was decidedly nervous. She’d wanted to look her best, but the morning had not gone smoothly. Carli rolled over her in her sleep and awoken with her legs crossed and her nearly grown clit tightly squeezed, enflaming her pussy so badly she’d had no choice but to masterbate to relieve the tension.

Showering had also stimulated her thick nub, and the experience was already strange enough since she was cleaning herself with boots on. The water rolled down her skin to where the latex started, and then beaded and dripped around the stilettos.

Trying to make another wish to fix anything didn’t seem urgent just yet. Carli didn’t want to risk making things worse, not yet. To avoid putting any pressure on her big clit she’d opted to go commando, with a knee-length skirt. Carli felt secure that she wouldn’t accidentally expose herself.

Wide steps took Carli to the bus stop, and she realized she’d either have to sit with a manspread to keep her thighs apart, or stand with a spread footing. Carli opted to stand.

And now she was at work, anticipation pumping through her heart. Carli didn’t know what to expect when she walked inside of the store.

“Carli!”

Suddenly the nervous woman felt Hannah collide against her body from the side. Carli did everything she could to stay upright on her heels, even while her knees were going weak from her clit being suddenly squeezed as her legs stumbled.

Glancing over to see the woman who had sprung upon her, Carli was shocked to see Hannah’s outfit. She was wearing a skimpy white top that was...revealing, to say the least.

Very, very revealing.

Hannah’s tank-top showed off massive cleavage, and so much tantalising tanned skin. She was braless, thick nips sprung out beneath the material. Black shorts looked as if they were painted onto Hannah’s ass, stopping right at the crease where butt cheek met thigh and outlining an obvious camel toe. She had a simple purse around her shoulder, and was wearing black heels much higher and thinner than usual. The way Hannah had gripped her gave Carli the feeling that she wanted to do more than talk with her. 

“Hi, Hannah!” Carli smiled nervously, delighted by the closeness with Hannah. “How are you doing?”

“Now that you’re here, much better.” Hannah cooed, and pressed her plump lips to Carli’s cheek. “So good to see you today, I thought you wouldn’t come!”

Oh, I’ve cum...

“Of course I would. You look...that’s a different style, to say the least.”

“Oh yeah, you noticed?” Hannah asked, a teasing look on her face. She pulled away but left one hand to grip Hannah’s as she led them back to the stockroom. “I wore this specially for you! I’ve seen you staring at my breasts and thought why not give a real show?!”

“Oh, I didn’t think you...” Carli looked down at Hannah’s large braless breasts bouncing with heach step and gulped. “I hadn’t meant...”

“You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed. Come here...” Hannah whispered, her voice going deep into seduction. She wrapped an arm around Carli and pulled them together for a kiss directly on the lips. Carli’s eyes widened as she felt Hannah’s mouth pressed against hers. Their lips opened and their tongues met. Carli’s mind was practically fried by the kiss, so soaked with anticipation and desire as it was. Kissing Hannah was raising goosebumps down her spine. Carli kissed her back with all of her repressed passions. Hands began to grope at each other’s bodies as they kissed in the stockroom, teetering on their heels.  Soft breaths and moans fell from them.

But Carli’s mind wasn’t completely lost and unaware of where they were. Which was good, as a pair of green eyes was watching them from the distance.

“We...guh...sh-shouldn’t be doing...mmm...this...” Carli groaned. In response Hannah began kissing and nipping on her neck.

“I can’t help myself...” Hannah said sensually into Carli’s shoulder as her hands moved around her sides and towards Carli’s chest. “I can’t get the idea of us making out at work out of my head...”

“I...” Carli no longer had the strength to resist as Hannah’s hands slipped under her shirt and found her nipples. 

Hannah’s tongue was creating a hot line of pleasurable fire down to a soft spot between Carli’s neck and shoulders that caused the woman to melt. Their bodies were pressed tightly against each other, Hannah’s fingers smashed into Carli’s tits by her own boobs. They gyrated and kissed and petted each other, Hannah’s leg shifting so it could press against Carli’s crotch. It connected with her giant clit, and the shock of the touch sparked Carli back to her sense.

“Wait, wait…” she gasped, taking a step back. Beneath her skirt, bare to the air, Carli could feel her pussy dripping. She wanted Hannah so badly, but this was too much of a risk.

“Aw, why?” Hannah pouted sadly. 

“I don’t want to ruin this by getting caught by Victoria. You need to head out to the shop I need to get some of this ready to come out on the floor.”

Hannah looked heart-broken, and Carli thought fast. She grabbed a nearby packing slip and marker and scribbled her address onto it, “You just need to get through the day, and then come see me at my apartment tonight and we’ll pick up where we left off.”

Carli held out the paper and Hannah took it, slowly. As she read the address Carli could see that Hannah’s camel toe had gotten puffier under her shorts. Thankfully the material was dark. The pair had definitely created a musk around themselves.

“Fine…” Hannah finally replied, a little smile creeping across her face, “But not guarantees I won’t take a little nip of you now and then!”

“Okay!” Carli laughed, and with that Hannah winked at her and strutted out to the sales section of the store.

I can’t believe my wish worked so well! Carli thought delightedly as she watched Hannah’s ass walk away. That was beautiful! Just one kiss had me so gooey! I can’t wait till she gets her hands on the rest of me! Maybe I don’t have to fix my feet or clit...mmm, I wonder what it would feel like for her to suck on my clitty as big and sensitive as it is now...

Carli hummed to herself as she got to work in the stockroom. By the time she was done it had gotten to be late in the day, when she’d be needed on the floor to help run the register for the post-work-hours influx of customers. Stepping out onto the sales floor Carli looked around and tried to get an eye on Hannah - she wondered how the customers had reacted to her outfit all day!

After a moment Carli finally found Hannah. She was with a customer. No...Carli bit her lip when she realised that Hannah wasn’t just talking with the customer, she was flirting. She was holding up a very lacy bra in front of the young woman, laughing and giggling along with her. 

“You have such a great pair of breasts,” Hannah said casually, as the woman blushed, and smiled back coyly. “If you must cover them you should do so only in the best way.”

“You’re no loser in the bra-cup lottery,” the customer replied, eyeing Hannah’s displayed cleavage. Hannah was only too happy to thrust her chest out more, “If I may, I’ve never seen nipples tent a top like that before!”

“Oh, you should see them unrestrained!” Hannah smiled brightly. “Big breasts are so beautiful, I can’t imagine yours could be any less impressive.”

Carli couldn’t stand to hear anymore and retreated back into the stockroom. She gripped her slight chest. Had she lost her chance with Hannah? Was her lusty coworker capable of moving on from her to someone with a better set of tits? Carli’s blood ran cold at the idea of someone wooing away the woman she had only just gotten a shot with!

But Carli had just what she needed to keep that from happening. Hannah loved big boobs and Carli had the means to give some to herself.

So focused on her jealousy was Carli that she didn’t notice that the green eyes were again watching her. They belonged to Dalia, and jealousy burned in her chest. It wasn’t fair that Carli had somehow won Hannah’s interest!

Dalia watched as Carli went inside of her purse and brought out a strange coin. Carli was so caught up in resolving her jealous impulses that she blurted out the first wording of her wish that she thought of.

“I wish my breasts were as big and full as coconuts!”

Carli caught the coin out of the air and slapped it atop a box. Lifting her hand her heart sank.

“Wish Granted As We Desire.”

Carli immediately felt her chest getting heavier and heavier, bloating out from her ribs in pulses like her clit had the night before. She threw the coin back in her purse and steadied herself atop her permanent boots. Her breathing was deep and haggard, and each breath pushed her bulging breasts harder and harder against her top.

“I...I need to get to the bathroom!” Carli gasped as she grabbed her expanding tits, and she tottered off as quick as she could - leaving her pulse.

Dalia could not believe what she had seen. Carli made a wish, flipped a coin, and suddenly her breasts were growing! How was that possible?

Dalia had to find out for herself. She quickly moved through the stockroom and looked into Carli’s purse, spotting a lone coin at the bottom of it. She grabbed it.

“I wish I was the one in Hannah’s panties, giving her orgasms!” Dalia exclaimed, flipping the coin. She grabbed at it in the air, but missed. The coin bounced off her hand and dropped right back into Carli’s purse. Before Dalia could retrieve it she found herself feeling strange. She felt very light...like she was being tugged towards the sales floor.

“What the-” Dalia had started to exclaim as her body became mist-like and her clothes fell through her. Her entire body vanished as she felt a tug she could not resist. Out in the store Hannah’s pussy twitched, but she didn’t think anything of it.

In the bathroom Carli gasped as she yanked open her shirt and pulled off her bra. Everything had gotten so tight so quickly she couldn’t breathe. Deep breaths disrupted Carli’s ability to judge how much her boobs were still growing, but she certainly felt their weight increasing. She could see that her little palmfuls would now overwhelm her hands if she was yet brave enough to grab the bulging bags of fat rolling down her ribs.

Gripping the sink, Carli could feel something change about how her tits were transforming. Up until now it had been warm pulses, like a bike pump hooked up next to microwaved clay. She straightened up and looked at her reflection. Her chest was massive. Each breast could have been a foot in diameter. Carli immediately realized she’d been thinking about husked coconuts when she made her wish - not how big they were when surrounded by their green flesh.

And Carli’s new flesh was probably more than ten pounds pulling on her, each breast wobbling over her ribs. But the jiggly fat was becoming less and less soft, the skin becoming tighter as the new sensation within her bosom continued. She gripped her breasts, her hands sinking into shockingly sensitive flesh for the first time. Carli could feel her fingers being separated further and further as her breasts became...fuller?

The sensation spread to Carli’s nipples, which bloomed outward and tensed up. There was pressure building suddenly Carlie felt milk dribble down her bulging breasts and erect nipples. A shocked look was reflected in the mirror, and Carli could not help herself. She scooped up a little of the liquid dribbling down her skin and tasted it. It wasn’t exactly what she expected.

But then she realized it should have been.

“Coconut Milk?!” Fuck, what have I done?!”

The tingling now left Carli’s gurgling pillows, leaving behind only the ache of fullness in her chest. 

Carli knew that she had to get home, now, so she could deal with this away from prying eyes - or Hannah. Her shirt was never going to button around her new gazongas, so she used the arms to tie it around her boobs. Little wet stains were instantly visible on the material.

With enormous titties shifting her center of gravity Carli could only travel atop her fused boots so quickly back to her purse. Her shift wasn’t over yet, but it was close and Carli would deal with the consequences of leaving early later. She’d also deal with the consequences of her bank account later, as there was no way Carli was getting on the bus. The car she’d order had arrived by the time she was outside, and with a little gawking from the driver Carli was delivered to her apartment building.

Five flights of stairs in heels with breasts overwhelming her ribs was no easy task, and Carli was exhausted as she stumbled through her front door. Being on unsteady legs was doing her no favors, as many times over Carli had accidentally clapped her thighs together on her clit.

“Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.” Carli cursed at herself for her stupid wish. Her shirt was soaking with the coconut milk draining and wicking from her nipples, and she tossed it aside with a heavy wet splat. “How did I not think about this? Fuck! What the hell is wrong with me!?”

By now Carli was at her bedroom mirror, topless and staring at the pearly whitish dribbles of coconut milk slowly coming out of her nipples. They traced her enlarged breasts down their absurd curves and drooled down her stomach before seeping into her skirt. She was spinning the coin in her hand considering if she should risk another wish to try and fix herself. Afraid to risk anything more at the moment she placed the coin on the table next to her bed.

Looking back at the mirror Carli tentatively squeezed her boobs, and watched as spurts of coconut milk blasted from her nipples, one spray splattering her mirror. She sighed. This was not what she wanted, but feeling the coconut draining from her was strangely...satisfying. Emptying her boobs made Carli feel oddly content.

She grasped her nipples tighter and pulled. Coconut milk poured out of her harder and faster. It created a sweet smell that was actually appetizing. Carli licked one of her fingers and found the taste to be light and enjoyable. 

Deciding she was beyond half measures at this point, Carli pulled one of her hefty breasts to her mouth and slowly sucked on the big hard nip. Her lips and tongue coaxed the nectar into her mouth and Carli groaned as she swallowed her own coconut milk. 

As she drank more and more Carli felt so fulfilled. When she actually emptied one of her breasts she was truly saddened for a moment - but then remembered she had yet another to suckle. She wanted this, she wanted to feel this and now she was feeling it. She was milking her own breasts, and it felt good.

After another few minutes Carli had emptied both boobs, and while she could feel a little tingle within herself to indicate that she was going to refill, it would clearly take a while. She stood atop her heels staring into the mirror. Carli put her hands under her tits and hefted them. Emptied they had gotten back some of their jiggle, and feeling them warmed her pussy nicely. They were big. And they were heavy. But they were big and, even though this certainly wasn’t what Carli had in mind, she’d certainly have quite the set of tits to keep Hannah’s eye.

Mmmm, Carli thought as she licked her lips, Maybe I don’t mind this so much. It’s manageable, and I taste really good. I hope Hannah likes them.

A knock on the door startled Carli, causing her to clench her legs and squeeze her clit. Who the hell was knocking on her door at this hour? Carlie reached into her bathroom and grabbed a robe before going over to the door and looking through the eyehole.

Hannah was on the other side. Carli had forgotten she’d given the young woman her address earlier.

Carli felt her body flush with lust as she got a fish-eye view of Hannah’s cleavage. Carli pulled her robe shut as far as it would go - a significant amount of cleavage refusing to be covered - and she opened the door.

“Hannah! I’m so happy to see you!”

“I’m so glad you’re here, Carli! I was so worried when you vanished at work! I-” As Hannah stepped in through the opened door she finally saw Carli’s chest. “Wow! Fuck, where the shit have you been hiding those?!”

“It’s, uh, why I left early. I wanted to surprise you. I’ve been taking pills that stimulate lactation and I had a bit of a spurt.”

Hannah could not stop staring at Carli’s breasts. “These are amazing! You’re saying they’re filled with milk, too?!”

“Well, they were...” Carli blushed, “But I emptied them, things were getting messy, and I didn’t expect you so early.”

“You naughty girl!” Hannah grinned. “You’ve got such treats for teats and you didn’t let me enjoy them! I would have sucked on them all you wanted! But, I guess they don’t have to be full for me to do that...”

Carli took one step back in her boots as Hannah quickly moved in, lifted the left breast to her mouth, and took a nipple between her lips.

“Oh...yes…” Carli moaned. Her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the floor. She grabbed Hannah by the cheeks and - despite her carnal desires - pulled her lover from her nipple to her mouth for a kiss.

“We need to move to the bed…” Carli gasped.

“Sounds good to me.”

Along the way they each stripped off, Hannah following Carli. As they reached the bed Carli turned and the pair got a look at each other nude for the first time.

“You’re clit!”

“Your tattoos!”

“Tattoos?” Hannah asked, her face clearly showing how puzzled she was. Carli was pointing down at Hannah’s pussy, and unable to see very well past her tits Hannah went to the mirror.

A pair of green eyes were tattooed upon her mons, just above Hannah’s pussy. 

By now Dalia had managed to understand what had happened to her, but she’d not yet seen herself. Ever since vanishing from the stockroom she’d felt warm, small, moist, and horny. She couldn’t feel much besides a sensation of a drooling mouth and pussy mixed together. She couldn’t see anything. She felt that she had eyes, and that something was pressed against them - in fact, something was also pulled tightly over and between her lips - but Dalia had been unable to see until Hannah removed her shorts.

Now, from between Hannah’s hips, Dalia stared at what she’d become. She was Hannah’s horny pussy. She’d certainly gotten into Hannah’s panties, and would certainly be the one giving Hannah orgasms. But Dalia found she had little control over herself. Her eyes were nothing more than designs on Hannah’s skin and stuck looking outward. She could twitch her lips a little, and wiggle her clit like it was her nose, but that was all.

“I don’t remember getting eye tattoos!” Hannah said. Her voice was one of amused amazement, not fear or concern.

“I think they’re lovely…” Carli mewed. She came up to Hannah, naked save for her attached boots, and began to slide her hands over the other women’s smooth skin. One teased the underside of Hannah’s big natural boobs, and the other slid over Dalia and slipped a finger inside of her. Hannah moaned in pleasure, echoing how Dalia felt to be touched and gently filled. “Your breasts are amazing.”

“Not as amazing as yours…” Hannah said quietly, turning into Carli’s embrace and kissing her, “I didn’t realize you had such a big clit!”

“Oh yeah, just...a thing I have…” Carli decided she didn’t want to waste time trying to think of some crazy reason she had a big clit. She just did. She just wanted to fuck Hannah.

Hannah felt the same about Carli.

The pair finally toppled over into the bed, big titties bouncing against each other. Carli gasped as legs intertwined and pressed into her clit, and Dalia drooled as she was caressed and explored. Neither woman was interested in making love - this was desperate primal desire running through them. They wanted to fuck.

Their bodies undulated against each other as their hands slipped between each other’s legs, their tongues diving into each other’s mouths. Perhaps they would have liked to have switched to a sixty-nine or any other position, but each had been so tightly wound to finally be in bed together that as their orgasms rose up and crashed over them the release landed on each like an anvil.

The pair collapsed into the bed, limbs tangled and hair matted. Carli and Hannah’s muscles locked up and then twitched and then melted away as they came in each other’s embrace. Giggling and petting and little kisses eased the pair into slumber.

Not much time later Carli was roused from her sleep aroused. She was no longer in anyone’s embrace, and her leg was resting on her clit. She opened her thighs and blinked at the lights which were still on. She could feel that her breasts were starting to get tight with coconut milk again. And Carli heard rustling to one side of the bed and she looked over towards the bedside closest to her mirror.

The side where the little table was that she’d placed the coin on.

The coin Hannah was now giddily examining in her hands.

“Hey…” Carli spoke up, still groggy, “Be careful with that.”

Hannah turned, a naughty look in her eye.

“Why should I be careful with it?”

“Because, um...I just-”

“Because it’s real, isn’t it?!” Hannah exclaimed, jumping up. Her boobs bounced hypnotically as she move with such glee. “It’s really how you got such big titties, isn’t it?”

“Uh, Hannah, please, you should put that coin down. It’s-”

“Not magic?” Hannah interrupted, “I guess I could prove it pretty quick, right? If this gave you such big, beautiful breasts, I wonder what it could do to mine.”

“Your don’t-”

“I wish my boobs would double and fill with milk like Carli’s!” Hannah blurted out, and she tossed the coin up in the air. Carli wanted to rush over and try something, anything, to stop it, but only managed to squeeze her clit and collapse onto her fat pillows in shock. Hannah went to catch the coin from the air but missed, and it thudded onto the carpet.

The sensation of tingling was instant. Hannah immediately felt something well up within her breasts, a sensation of something flowing into them. Carli watched as their slight natural slope began to rise as coconut milk began to bloat Hannah’s boobs. A tiny dab of white was already beginning to seep out of the tip of her already thick nips.

As she watched Carli’s jaw dropped. It wasn’t from the coconut milk starting to drip from Hannah’s teats - it was because two new ones had appeared on Hannah’s ribs just below the under-curve of her boobs.

to be continued...