THE BUST - Chapter 5
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Chapter V
“Wake up!”
Sylvia opened her eyes to see Ada standing over her.
“What?”
“Get up, we need to talk,” Ada grabbed Sylvia by the arm and pulled her upright, sheets sliding down onto her bed. Sylvia’s sensitive ass rubbed against sheet, and her vibrant shotglass nipples brushed under her nightshirt. Sylvia’s pussy was immediately soaked, and she fidgeted on the bed.
“What’s up?” Sylvia asked as Ada sat down in the chair across from the bed.
“Barb just turned herself into an exact duplicate of Posie Amberwell, except with freckles and absurdly large - but real - boobs. How?”
Sylvia sighed.
“That’s what I was trying to tell you,” the magic-busted woman replied, “My boobs. They’re just like the breasts of a real genie. Whoever rubs them gets a wish.”
“When did that happen?”
“Well, I guess the first time was when you first rubbed my boobs and wished me to be an actual hornball.”
“Oh shit,” Ada replayed the moment in her head, “…are you okay?”
“Well, yeah, now I don’t care anymore,” replied Sylvia, “...because your second wish was that I wouldn’t care so much about the wishes or their consequences, so I don’t really have a choice.”
“Oh, fuck,” Ada said, somewhat lost in thought.
“It’s okay,” Sylvia responded, “I don’t mind it.”
“So Barb and I were in real danger for a while there.”
“Yeah, depending on your wording” replied Sylvia, “If she’d wished something like that you two would fuck every night you’d be really screwed…every night.”
“Ha. Instead she wished herself a drop dead gorgeous body. You have to see her breasts, they may be bigger than yours.”
“That’s impressive.”
“They are. So, does Barb have two more wishes we should be worried about?”
“Well,” Sylvia said, adjusting her position on the bed and unintentionally stimulating her ass even more, “I haven’t tested this that much. I guess it matters how this works. You could be owed three wishes all at once, or maybe since I’m not all genie you have to rub again between each.”
“We should test that. Have I touched your breasts since my last wish?”
“No.”
“Okay,” said Ada, standing up, “So, how about…I wish I was covered in soft cat fur!”
“Ada!” Sylvia yelled, jumping up. She had taken off her shoes to sleep, and fell back on the bed. She still couldn’t stand on her manipulated feet, and the force of the impact on her ass - even on the soft bed - nearly pushed her into an orgasm.
“What? That’d be pretty hot actually, and it’d be obvious if I need to rub your fucking pink udders for another wish.” Ada examined her body, “Doesn’t look like it worked.”
“And it didn’t feel like I usually do when someone makes a wish,” Sylvia murmured, blushing as her body ached for the orgasm it had come so close to.
“So,” Ada clapped her hands together and paced the room. Her now comparatively small oranges bounced with each step, “I get one more wish.”
“Be careful! You-”
“I know, I’m on my third wish, I have to make it count,” Ada snapped back, “But I know what I want.”
Ada started stripping out of her clothes. She wanted to be able to feel her wish come true.
“What is it? Maybe run it by me, first?” Sylvia asked. She was disappointed that Ada was being so selfish, that she didn’t offer to undo the things that had been done to her. But Sylvia tried to rise above that feeling.
“Well, I can’t really...cum. Not the way people talk about cumming, at least,” Ada said begrudgingly.
“But you’re always with-”
“I know, I know,” Ada said, waving off Sylvia’s question as she peeled off her soaked panties, “I just like the attention. I like being felt up. But I fuck and fuck and...just get exhausted. I don’t know why. We go so long I just fake it, and I sit there being horny and exhausted. I hate it. I want to do twelve people and cum and cum and cum and and keep going.”
“If that’s what you want,” Sylvia muttered, and lifted up her shirt.
“Yep, I know what I’m doing.”
Sylvia bit her lip as Ada rubbed her breasts and nipples, and then pulled away. Ada stared at her hands as if they themselves held the magic to grant her wish. Then she made it.
“I wish my body was sexier, more sensitive, and built for fucking orgasms that turn your limbs to rubber!”
“Ada…” Sylvia sighed. That phrasing. That couldn’t possibly turn out how Ada intended.
“OH!” Ada gasped as the wish gripped her. Ada’s pussy started pulsing with erotic energy, and she slid a hand down to stroke her red hot labia. As she did Ada could feel her pubic hair fall out and flutter to the floor. She moaned and grabbed a breast with her other hand as Ada’s whole body convulsed from the increasing sexual sensitivity of her skin.
“It’s like…” Ada cooed and took a breath, her hands wandering and massaging every inch of her, “It’s like my entire body is as sensitive as my nipples!”
Ada’s body was shifting and changing shape in small ways. Her legs toned slightly, and her hips outwards just an inch to better fit them. Ada’s ass perked up to a perfect peach shape, but each cheek nearly the size of bowling balls. They had a jiggle to them that could only make one imagine how it would feel to press against them.
The circumference of Ada’s waist was already attractively petite, but with her slightly wider hips her waist looked even thinner as part of Ada’s hourglass form. Her red hair became more vibrant and grew down to tickle the top of Ada’s engorged ass. Her hands and fingers thinned and Ada’s nails became perfectly smooth and just a little longer. All the scars on her skin vanished, and every inch of her form tanned.
“Oh God!” Ada loudly groaned as her breasts now began to grow. Her tits jiggled like jelly as they grew their first inch, her needle-hard nips jutting upwards atop tight curves of skin that looked like over inflated balloons. The skin taut around her teats began to catch up with the growth of the fat within it, Ada’s breasts melting from almost perfectly round grapefruits to a slightly more natural looking slope - before another inch of fat filled them up and started the process over again.
Ada’s hands were shaking as she held her fingers centimeters away from the bouncy melons hanging from her ribs. Her nipples had bloated along with her bust, plumping up to the size of thumbs. Warm juices were sliding down Ada’s legs as her transformations slowed. The room was filled with the smell of her sex, but Ada’s body was body shaking with a remaining need for satisfaction.
Sylvia found that her slit was also quite wet. Ada looked like a wet dream, and Sylvia wanted to reach out and caress her. But an instinct told the wish-wielding woman that things weren’t finished yet.
“Oh, it feels so good!” Ada moaned, turning and facing the mirror. “I’m absolutely gorgeous! I’m turning myself on!”
Up until now Ada had held off from touching her shifting form, but now she finally brought her hands up under her wobbling breasts to push them together in her reflection.
“I could fuck anyone I – OH!”
As Ada’s hands took her breasts her knees went weak. Based on the spray of juices Sylvia saw splash across Ada’s thighs Sylvia guessed that her roommate had just given herself one hell of an orgasm. Ada could barely stay upright as she began caressing every part of her body, and she came again.
“Fuuuuck, yeeesssss…” Ada moaned, keeping her eyes locked on her own in the mirror, as if she was giving herself a private show even as Sylvia looked on. “That was heavenly...now, s...s...something else is happening! It…I feel like goose bumps are everywhere!”
Ada looked down at herself as her hands slowed their ministrations and began to lower to her sides.
“What’s going on? Why can’t I keoo ooing ey ans?”
Confusion flashed through Ada’s eyes and face for a moment, but her expression was then pushed and pulled into a seductive look. As she was speaking Ada’s mouth froze up and became stuck opened, her lips plumping and stretching and becoming rounder and rounder, until her mouth was a giant O. Her teeth and tongue were nowhere to be seen.
Without warning Ada collapsed to the ground, still shaking with orgasm as her big ass bounced her up once before Ada settled onto her back. Sylvia could see that Ada’s pussy was still spurting even while it was also slowly forming an O shape similar to what had happened to Ada’s mouth. Unseen, but felt by Ada, her asshole was reforming like so as well.
Finally a rubber sheen passed over Ada’s skin, and she stopped moving. Only a small trickle from between her thighs indicated that Ada had ever been anything more than the love doll now lying on the floor, glass eyes staring straight up at the ceiling from a look of impotent seduction.
Sylvia said nothing as she stood up and went to her dresser, tippy-toe steps carefully taking her over her rubber roommate. She selected a flirty outfit and turned back towards Ada as Sylvia laced up her heels. She continued to silently contemplate Ada’s fate as she finished. Sylvia then leaned over and looked into Ada’s fixed stare.
“I tried to warn you to be careful,” Sylvia said, her voice sounding detached, as if what just happened didn’t bother her in the slightest - just as Ada had wished for previously. “But you just had to wish for orgasms powerful enough to turn your limbs to rubber. So they did. You’re a sex doll. A play thing.”
Ada just lay there on the floor as Sylvia collected her purse.
“But I guess still you got what you wished for. Sex can’t tire you out. You do look damn hot. And you wished to be sensitive…”
Sylvia reached down and grabbed Ada’s giant rubber breast and nipple, caressing them and twisting the nipple hard. Sylvia thought that maybe she could feel the doll shudder a little.
“Maybe you’re still sensitive, too? If you hadn’t wished for me to not really give a shit about things like this, I might be trying to help you right now. If you hadn’t made me a horny slut, I could be playing with you right now. But real sluts need real sex, and you’re just not going to cut it, Ada. So I’m gonna go out. Maybe I’ll bring someone back for you.”
And with that Sylvia turned and, leaving Ada on the floor silently begging for someone, anyone, to touch her again. She was stuck stock still on the floor, teetering on her big ass, perpetually horny, unable to cum again without someone else pleasuring themselves with her.
to be continued...