"Lets do some push ups!", Derrick said excitedly. She dropped to the ground and began her exercise. Every time she moved down, Kyle was sandwiched against her slick body and the ground. The movements were more teasing than stimulating, and Kyle soon became frustrated.
"Just fuck me already you whore!", he shouted.
Derrick was getting tired of needing to smash this boy into her breasts every ten seconds, "That's it slut, I've had enough of you talking down to me! Transform or dare?", she asked, but before he could answer she pulled her arms and legs out from under her, letting her body crush him with its full weight. For a whole minute Kyle grew hornier and hornier, but was unable to act on his urges. He cursed and struggled, entirely failing to choose an option.
After the time passed Derrick propped herself up again and said, "Times up, now you get both, slut!"
"What? No! That's not fair! You were holding me down with your fat ass!", he cried back.
"Too bad you little bitch! For your transformation, your cock will grow ridges which will vibrate every time you talk down to me, and it will become big enough to fill me up to my desires, also- every time you cum you'll feel a burning pain in your balls. Your spooge wont get me pregnant and you'll have a lot more of it too! Calling me mistress or worshipping me will negate the pain and be very pleasurable", Derrick told her slut.
"That's a stupid transformation, mine was betaaaAAUUghh- aaAA- AAAAA", Kyle screamed, his body plunged into in a cruel mixture of pleasure and pain. His cock vibrated intensely as it shot hot ropes of seed into the amazon's pussy.
Derrick moaned as her insides were pleasured by her toy, "Mmmm~ for your dare, you'll transform or dare me. When I pick transform you'll make me grow to ten feet tall with muscles of a bodybuilder. My clothes will grow with me and become leather straps that I can move at will"
As Kyle caught his breath, he found himself speaking without meaning to, "Transform or dare?", he asked her.
"Transform", she said, smiling.
"You will grow to ten feet tall with muscles of a bodybuilder. Your clothes will become leather straps which you can control at will and will grow with you", he said in his trance, his eyes seeming to have an odd fixation on her breasts.
The goddess soon felt herself expanding out in all directions. Her clothes were shredded into ribbons, which became rough and sturdy, darkening into a glossy black. She groaned in pleasure as she grew bigger, her straps coiling tightly around Kyle and holding him against her massive body. This is the best, she thought to herself. Kyle's cock grew against her inner walls, as it was before, it would have never been able to please his mistress. The curse was hers again and she truly had the form of a goddess now, it was all she could have ever wanted.
"I wonder what I should do now", she pondered aloud, "I hardly got my exercise in but I think I might move on to something else"