This choice: You almost leap out of your skin, as his hand rests on your bum. • Go Back...Chapter #6You almost leap out of your skin... by: Mr. George ![Author Icon](https://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) You almost leap out of your skin, as his hand rests on your bum. Feeling your will to resist ebb away, you know you only have moments of freedom and choice left before you submit, and surrender your will to his. You charge past, slamming the door behind you as firmly, and loudly as you can manage.
Hopefully, that'll end his fantasy, and ease you aching need. It's like a pressure vanishing, as his vision is blocked. But, you keep running, in case he wants to follow and apologise.
The extra jiggle and sway are unsettling, threatening to throw you off balance, if you race too quickly. But, it's a fear, if he apologises, you'll accept on your knees, with his throbbing cock filling your mouth.
Shaking your head, you dislodge that image, even as the taste seems to remain. Charging forward, you stumble.
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It's a burning behind your eyes, a worm eating at your brain. You sense another male latching onto you. His vision reshaping you into his fantasy. You try to hide, using the clothes hung out to dry as camouflage. But, your body still feels his stare, even through the sheets, the items blowing in the breeze.
You swallow the whimpering mewl of despair, as you feel your body shift.
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Your face feels ... not bloated, but... different. Certainly it won't be ugly. But, the vision flashing past as a half-reflection in a window is haunting. You've got incredible cheekbones, and plump perfect lips that look incomplete.
Stumbling again, you feel another change, as you dart between the flapping laundry. Your bust and rump gaining extra heft, forcing you to slow your headlong rush. You make a futile attempt to force those curves to diminish. But, your hands only sink into that delightful flesh.
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As the bedding flaps, you can feel his gaze as it lingers on your legs. Still visible, as it flaps above the ground. You know! Absolutely know he's watching for your next appearance. Knowing and dreading the fact you can't remain here, you dart for the next piece of cover, and hopefully escape this lecherous S.O.B.
You stride deliberately, hoping not to stumble. The changes are almost instantaneous, the ass you already found too big, swells even wider, fuller gaining more weight. Your tits, too. And at this size, tits is the only name that fits. They too surge, the weight tugging relentlessly at your shoulders almost unbearable.
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