You click on "tits" and feel yourself transforming. Your body morphed into a pair of two large tits. You grew a second mouth and both shrank into small holes that you had little control of. You then fell unconscious.
When you woke up you saw out of Trish's eyes, looking down at you. "Looks like some lowlife because my tits..." You thought. Wait. That wasn't you! That was Trish, your thoughts were combined, you shared a conscience. You try to move but barely wiggled making your mouths (or now nipples) hard. "You can't escape peasant" Trish said "You will forever be my tits"
Trish walked over to a cabinet. She opened it, grabbing a jam jar with a label on it. You couldn't easily read it, but you thought it read '1 Inch Female'. "That's right titty, I can hear your thoughts." Trish started "As a welcoming present, you can eat Jade here!" she opened up the jar and lifted up a horrified woman. "Please Trish, I wanted to be a pet, not food!" Jade said. "I never said I would treat you with respect peasant." Trish said "If you wanted to live you should have picked something useful."
With that, she pulled open your left mouth and stuck Jade in. You hated it. Not only were you now this psychopath's tits but also a cannibal. However you couldn't help but becoming hard. "Now then titty, I know you hate this. If you don't do what I say, I will force you to eat some... pets." Trish said.
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