This choice: You've already graduated • Go Back...Chapter #5You've already graduated by: Texienne   You roll your eyes. No way are you going back to school. One of the choices is 'high school dropout', but you don't like that. You pick 'early graduation'. You're already finished with high school!
Now it wants to create memories and acquaintances for you! You find it can be 'minimal', as few as possible, 'ordinary' a normal amount, or 'maximal', filling your head with all kinds of memories.
You sigh. This is getting a little annoying. You pick 'minimal'. Finally, the program does what you want!
Your eyes light up as you see in the full length mirror as your body turns young and fresh! You get a weird sensation in your head of some memories of growing up in this day and age come to you. In order to minimize the changes and the number of people affected, the computer decided you would be homeschooled, and you graduated early by taking the GED at sixteen!
The reason you did it is that your big sister had died, and you decided to take her rich hubby for yourself! You seduced him and got him to propose, but your mom and dad would only say yes if you passed the GED, so you did it!
You're aware you have to share him with his hot secretary and a couple other side chicks, but that's fine. You just wanted his money and occasional use of his cock.
You let out a laugh as the young hormones flood your head and your thighs. Your fingers find your pussy and verify how wet you've become. Then you take Dale in your fingertips and let him see by rubbing him on your pussy. You use the fingers of your other hand to spread your lips and rub him on the inner folds. He feels so good down there.
But he apparently isn't having fun! His arms flail around, then grab onto your pussy hair.
"Ow!" you complain. But he won't let go.
Feeling stubborn, you do one-handed typing to specify, "I have no body hair from the neck down."
The hair he grabbed disappears, and your pussy is smooth and bare. You go back to using him to rub yourself.
But as you squeeze your titties, you realize how much smaller they are. You really gained bust size during three pregnancies. Your old B-cup tits just aren't that great.
You hold him up and ask him, "What kind of tits do you like, I wonder?"
He looks really beaten up, and doesn't respond. Of course, you can't hear him if he does answer. You shrug and sit up with your legs crossed India-style and put him in the space between your ankles and your pussy, then work with the computer.
You type, "I can access all of Dale's files from this computer and see all his dirty photos."
But you can't figure out how! So you type, "I know how to access all Dale's files from this computer."
Now you can do it. You go to 'Finder' and find where you already have his computer linked, then start exploring. You get into his hidden folder where everything is, but you find a lot of stuff!
Clicking your tongue, you look down at the mortified little man who is watching from where he is trapped. "I wish I could ask you."
You think about it, then type, "I can hear Dale's voice in my mind, and he can hear mine."
You just hear, [Stacy, stop this!]
You laugh. "No way. I'm having a blast. Tell me where to find titties you really like."
He doesn't respond. He's mad at you.
You shrug and keep exploring. Some of the folders raise your eyebrows. You aren't surprised at "Lesbians" or "Gangbang", but "Bondage" surprises you a little, "Incest" surprises you more, and why is the word "Roasting" here?
You open up "Pro Models" and start looking at them, one after another. They are mostly categorized by names, and there are a few you've heard of, but there is also an 'Miscellaneous' folder. That's where he's putting photos and videos that are obviously professionals, but he doesn't know the name.
Going though them, you quickly notice a common theme; they are all large-breasted, but thin-waisted, with round, shapely asses.
You notice something. That's you at seventeen, when you seduced him the first time. Except for the big tits.
"So you wanted bigger tits, huh? Why didn't you have me get a boob job?"
[Not a big fan of fake tits], you hear him answer in your mind.
"You really think all these women are real?"
[Most of them are. There's a few fakes in there too, but most of these are natural big breasts.]
You purse your lips and look critically, going from one to the next. You spot a few fakes, but he might be right. And you're attracted to women as well as men, so looking at these is making you horny. Especially, the photos where they are fingering themselves. You rub yourself a bit, too.
"Pick one for me. I'll give myself big ones for you."
He sighs, then replied, [Go back one level and find Katie Downes]
You do it and look through her folder. She's very pretty, but you shake your head. "I think you're lying. All those other girls were bigger than this."
Finally he answers. [Fine. Go to Natalie Banus.]
These are older photos. You're willing to bet that today, this woman is older than you! The old you, you mean. But of course, the photos are of her in her twenties. And her tits are huge! Not big grotesque bags, though. They are actually incredibly attractive. But each tit is bigger than her face!
You smile and type, "I have natural tits the same size and shape as Natalie Banus when she modeled for the pictures on Dale's hard drive. I also have the same size chest, waist, ass and thighs."
You stop before clicking submit and add, "I inherited my big natural tits from my mother, so she and every one of her daughters and granddaughters also have big beautiful tits and nice figures that make Dale's dick hard."
The moment you submit, your tits expand like balloons until you have a 40 inch bust, your waist shrinks to 22 inches and your ass... isn't a lot different, but it's an inch or so bigger. You already had a nice ass when you were 17.
Thrilled, you stare at yourself in the mirror and go back to rubbing yourself while massaging them. They're fantastic, and the jewelry is just making them look more amazing.
[You're looking at yourself in the mirror and masturbating. Is that normal for your?]
"Of course!" you answer. "I like girls, and I see a really hot girl. I masturbated in the mirror all the time when I was seventeen."
[I knew it. You like girls.]
"You knew it?]" you wonder, rubbing harder.
[I've always suspected you were fucking those girls you hang out with.]
"That's right, Dear. I fuck my girlfriends. We get together for sex quite often."
It feels great to just be able to come out and say it. You get more serious in your fingering while you point out, "You fuck your girlfriends too. Sylvia and others."
[You're just gonna leave me stuck like this?]
You giggle down at him. "Are you feeling left out?"
[Yeah,] he admits.
You smile and grab him again.
[Wait! No!]
You press him into your pussy, rubbing him up and down on yourself.
[Ow! Stop!]
Laughing, you carry him to your gigantic tit and say, "Fine. Make my nipple feel good while I do this."
You lean back, leaving him to try to rub your nipple with his body while hanging on, while you stare at yourself in the mirror and rub one out.
You explore your new body, feeling your pussy getting wetter as your fingers roam. You slip down to where you used to have a heavy bush and thrill to the smooth skin that doesn't slow you down a bit on the way to your naked lips. You begin moving your fingers in slow circles, slowly pressing the lips open and letting your fingertips dip inside, to the smooth inner petals. You discover the sensation of toying with your new clit ring for the first time.
Your clit responds, getting hard. You spread your legs further so you can move inside with your fingers. It's actually difficult to push two in, when you used to get all four in!
You moan as you begin pumping slowly, then faster and faster, using your thumb to play with the clit ring. You switch to rubbing your clit with your right hand and fucking yourself with your left as you pump faster and faster...little beads of sweat form on your massive tits and you know you are going to cum.
You increase the speed of your fingers, groan and push in as deep as you can into your pussy, then arch your back, your body wracked with convulsions...
Thanks to your expertise of thirty eight years combined with your seventeen-year-old hormones, you have quickly reached a wonderful climax like you haven't had in years. You undulate and buck while you keep watching your dancing body in the mirror, with your amazing tits wobbling and Dale struggling to hang on.
Then you collapse and bask in the after glow for a while, with Dale still on your tit. Finally, you sit up and return to the computer. You need to know what's in the folder labeled...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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