Even now, you could feel the purity of his libido. His fear couldn't erase the glances of lust at your chest and hips. He wanted so badly to embrace your form and grasp your sexy figure. Not wanting to disappoint, you decided to do just that, but in a way he wasn't expecting.
With a lick of your lips you approached, making sure to add a little extra bounce in your step to make your flesh jiggle in all the right place. You bent right beside his cock, allowing your breathe to tickle the erect member. The blood pumped furiously through its veins as you came closer and closer to fulfilling his dirty pervert dreams. Unfortunately for him, this is as close as you'd come.
"You want my body so much, Tyler?" you asked. "I'll make sure you get a close a view as possible!"
With a snap of your fingers (though that was actually unnecessary) the first of what would be many transformations began. As a joke, you started with his dick; It rapidly shrunk, rocketing down into his own body and disappearing into his crotch area along with his swollen balls. Seeing his member evaporate forced out a half echoed scream, for his mouth too had begun to fuse shut.
His limbs were next, following in the same vein as his dick as his clothes literally disappeared into thin air, leaving him nude (not that there was anything left to see). Even his head went away, leaving only his chiseled torso to fall helplessly onto the bed. That was not the end, though, as it continued to change, his flesh turning purple and soft as silk.
Before long all that was left was a wonderful pair of silk panties and matching bra, perfectly fit for your goddess figure. You slipped them on, enjoying how snug they hugged you. Tyler, to both his pleasure and dismay, was left entirely aware. He could see, smell, taste, hear, and feel everything in the immediate vicinity.
"Thanks for the help, little bro!" You joked, looking over your body in the mirror. The bra was really something else; the perfect kind of push up that made your breasts looking even larger without the discomfort.
That's when it hit you. You could have modified yourself a little bit, molding your form into one more agreeable. Then again, lust for revenge was still overwhelming you and punishing your mother for her transgressions was something you wanted to do as well. In the end...
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