Andrew watched the slots roll, curious about how it'd work. The air felt dead and his breath was still as it began to spell out his 'Jackpot'.
LIPS
"Oh?...?"
BREASTS
"..."
ANUS
"What?"
Being a fifteen year old in a seemingly normal arcade, Andrew was surprised to see those words on the machine. Quickly after he noticed the number next to it. "Three? What does that mean?"
Suddenly, the boy felt a pressure in his chest. The skin grew hot to the touch and it felt like there were water balloons inflating behind his nipples! He grabbed at the growing lumps on his shirt only to have himself double over in pure pleasure.
Andrew moaned out loud, though none of the other kids in the arcade even noticed. After moaning, his lips and asshole began the same sensation. They were on fire! As his lips puffed up like a bimbo super model's, Andrew fell on his ass only to feel something sensitive collide with the floor along with his less than modest ass cheeks.
The boy reached down only to moan again as the discovery of his new miniature donut asshole. It felt wonderful! Andrew leaned forward on his knees and began to touch the inflated rim of his asshole more. The more he did so, the more he moaned. He was basically fingering himself through his jeans at this point!
"Oh my god! This feels so good!" Andrew cried out in bliss.
He was now finally getting the attention of the man working at the ticket exchange who walked over and said. "Sir, I know the changes are erotic and wonderful, but if you're not going to spin again, I suggest you leave."
Andrew looked up and blushed, deciding that he should.