Ty approached Becca and felt himself growing hard again. The sight of the terrified young woman cowering beneath him was intoxicating. The young girl blushed deep red and resisted a scream, scrambling back on the kitchen floor slightly as the big and muscular Ty sprouted a full erection in front of her.
"It's okay..." Ty whispered, willing Becca to relax. She did, of course, slumping back on the floor in waiting unease. "I'm Ty. We played games last night."
"Y-You..." Becca gaped, and then blushed deeper. "What's happened to you? How did you grow? Y-You're... so big now."
"Yes, I am." Ty said with deep lust in his manly voice, gently stroking his hardened cock from base to tip, travelling the entire eight inches without breaking his gaze with Becca. The young girl gulped.
"You... I was... I was ice." She started crying. "I was dying."
"A mistake." Ty offered, seeing her rate of breathing increasing. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."
"N-No..." Becca blinked, shaking her head as Ty warped her mind to his playful whims. "No, I... it's okay, Ty. You didn't mean to hurt me."
As her will broke, Ty felt his excitement rise as he realized that Becca, too, was now his toy.
"Y-You made my boobs big." Becca realized, half in a trance like state as Ty domineered her with his sheer power. She blushed and let her hand fall to her pussy, stroking it through her night gown. "I liked it."
"That's good, darling." Ty knelt down, watching the display with growing arousal and seeing the dampness on the crotch of her gown begin to spread. "I'm going to change you more and more."
"Y-Yes!" Becca gasped as Ty lifted her gown over top of her and tossed it away. Like her mother, Becca was dark and exotic, with well trimmed pubes and a slightly plump but curvy form, now accented by bigger fuller breasts. "Change me, master Ty! Change me! Make me your own."
"Pleasure yourself, first, darling." Ty offered, leaning down and kissing her lips gently. Obediently, Becca let her hand fall between her legs and her fingers began probing her pussy, slipping deep inside of herself.
"Yes..." Becca gasped. "This feels so good. So right, master Ty."
"What is your deepest desire?" Ty asked, stroking her breasts as she played with herself.
"MMmmmmm!" The girl moaned, now sweating and bucking into her own hand. "I want to be a..." She blushed deeply and pulled her head away, cheeks blushing deep brown as her masturbation became furious.
"Don't be shy." Ty smiled gently. "Tell me."