This choice: Erik fought back, "At least I'm not...." she spat the words back at Kyle. • Go Back...Chapter #5Erik fought back, "At least I'm not.......!" by: Mr. George   Erik fought back, "At least I'm not..." she struggled for the words. Hearing them delivered in her breathy Marlyn Monroe voice was disturbing.
She tried again, "Don't forget, I remember your drunken confession." Erik rasped, even that sounding husky and sexual.
"Your fantasy was anal." She nodded, as Kyle shook his head. "I can see you as the one skewered on a cock. Squealling that it's too big, that you're too small, too tight." Erik fought for a deep breath. Her impressive bust, both humiliating for herself, and a warning for Kyle.
Even as she spoke Kyle's pants started to split. The stitches surrendering one by one, and then in rapid succession, like soft machine gun fire. They spattered and split.
Kyle's underwear revealed through the split pants. From front to back they were split all the way around. With trembling fingers, Kyle undid them, and cast them aside.
Revealing beneath the bikini he'd certainly never put on. His boxers, and old T-shirt now as radically transformed as his flesh. Kyle was exposed as a woman.
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Even, as she straightened trying to taunt Erik with her relatively flat chest, and hoping to avoid those same exaggerated curves. The victory was brief, as a crack split the air, and Kyle's ass started to grow.
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It grew with a surge, then settled with a teasing wobble. Kyle's voice warbling her distress. Hands reaching to press her flesh back, and simultaneously afraid to touch that too succulent ass. Erik smirked, silently mouthing "Oh, yeah."
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"Can you feel your mind changing?" Erik asked. Kyle's lips pressed together unwilling to answer. The slightest nod of a head, before she gave a more definite shake 'No'. But, the true answer was obvious.
"You'll love it. You'll crave it!" She taunted.
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Even Erik hissed in sympathy, in empathy for the ass that Kyle was developing. Her eyes were welling with tears, as she fought back the building appetite that needed to be skewered, in the worst way. The crack was the only warning, as Kyle grew to her final dimensions. Forcing her to walk with a hip swaying, exaggerated sashey, that drew every eye to her ass. She was a walking billboard for eye-watering butt-fucking. Kyle both hated and loved it.
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Caressing broad comforting circles on her ass cheeks as a self-calming technique. Erik thrust her chest forward, enticing Kyle to latch on. Her full lips delightful, and erotic as she sucked, licked and teased those rude nips. Frustratingly only one at a time.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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