Thinking about it, you decide to pull more from that prom, seeing the wonderful results from before. You scroll through the students, being selective of their traits rather than just lumping them all together, the two you pulled were a match made in heaven but you didn't want to push your luck.
You pooled several traits, beauty from the best features if every girl there, assets, not just sizes pooled into one huge boost, but shape and perkiness. You centered all the best aspects of their body shape, to create tiny little corrections for a truly perfect body shape. For voices, you let them all pool into one, then used a program provided by the chronivac to auto correct and mold the new voice into one glorious harmony. For hair, you pooled both volume and texture, making it a combo of the best features. For your pussy, you pooled it into one supper organ, a legendary snatch for the ages.
Next you focused on more subtle changes, like intelligence, pooling all their collective minds together to make a super brain. For the personality, you didn't take much, not wanting to change too much of your own new personality. You did however, pool together a few traits, lusts, perversions, and sluttiness, you found a calling in being a slut, and you wanted to he the best. Along with those, you also decide a few bimbo traits and pool them, in both speaking habits and actions. Next, you pooled their mucle quality, giving you the literal strength of hundreds. You did however cap your visible body tone to a certain level, making you look athletic, but soft in all the right places. You also pooled their bone and organ structure, pooling it all into a super body of super hero levels of durability. Of course you also bumped up sensitivity, pooling enough traits to feel nothing but pleasure from you new super body. Next, you pooled the colective fertility of every female there, making a super womb, as you wanted to be sure of your broodmother future. In doing so, several options to alter your pregnancies popped up, with a warning. It warning stating that past changes were made with the default of not adding new, birthed persons into the world, and asked if you would like to retroactively disable this option. Seems like you found out why you weren't gravid yourself, and happly selected yes. It said that any changes would happen after selecting apply, as you continued altering a few features. One of the last few changes you enacted, removing the chance for std's, and altering birthing to have no blood, changing in to being the most pleasurable thing you could experience. You also eliminated birth complications, and reduced any gene damage from incest to 0, given your families more intimate nature, you thought that was for the best.
Finalize a few small changes and making sure everything was set, you got to the final few commands and notic something. Below the transformation counter you see a check mark labeled "ignore counter." Looks like you accidentally clicked this when setting up the timer, making you keep your transformation. You happily keep it checked, feeling more thankful for your spot of clumsiness, before hitting the apply button with giddy anticipation.
It all hits you at once, your brain is assaulted with sheer pleasure as your eyes nearly roll back, as you pass out in a grand orgazim. Your eyes fluttered open to the sounds or sex and a few concerned voices,
"Mommy, are you ok?"
You look around and take in all the changes,
Your room was massive now, 3 times the size of your houses previous living room, with far diffrent decor. It looked like the harem room of an Arabian palace, nothing but pillows and lavish decorations in neon pink and low, erotic lightning. You were sitting on a throne like large cushion in front of a gigantic, royal makeup vanity, with the chronivac sat surrounded by vast amounts of priceless makeup bottles.
This massive vanity had a huge mirror tilted down to let you see a full oy view of yourself and you looked in amazement at the goddess you had become.
Your tits and ass were massive, far beyond any normal measurement, but perfectly shapped and hung to look completely natural on your new body. Your nipples were gaping massive orifices, with streams of rich creamy milk flowing constantly. Your body was perfect, curved and shapely in all the ways to be perfectly alluring, even with one noticible feature. Your stomach was enormous, looking less like you were pregnant and more like you were smuggling two or three baby elephants. Your hips and thighs were massive nearly tree times wider then your small shoulders, yet blended perfectly to look less fat and more give the look of a young broodmother. You still had a large gap between your thighs, exposing an enormously engorged pussy, looking like it could swallow a persons head. These larger assets look perfectly snug on your 9 foot tall, amazon like body, with only a few hints of tone, looking soft but healthy athletic. Your skin as well as your overall look seemed to be a perfect blend of every ethnicity on earth, bring out each of their best traits.
Your face would make aphroditie jelous, with large eyes, long lashes, and enormous lips pulled into a constant pout. Atop your head was a river of platinum blond silk that flowed ephemerally down to your ankels, sparkling rainbow rays in the light. It rested in perfect curles and straightings that looked like they took days to perfect, instead of just letting it naturally rest on your head. To the right side wre streams of neon colored highlights that ran Down the lengths.
You wore no traditional cloths, insead, your golden chain piercings became a network of large cold and jeweled chains across your torso. Attached were sections of beautiful silk sheets that blended together into a makeshift robe that hardly cover anything at all. All over your body was jewelry that each llok ed more like a national treasures, with a series of chains, jewelry and piercings on hour face that gave the impression of a small, royal crown. The small garden of rose bush tatoos had grown into a lush, masterpiece work of the garden of eden across your body, with a writing in a arcane combination of all written languages. Some were simply updated forms of your previous tatoos, but how still had a few new lines praising your sluttiness and fertility. One perticulare sigh hung in the middle of your belly, "life maker." On your faces, replacing your old makeup was glittery white tattoos, ginging you a perminent slutty makeup job. These were new, top of the line tattoos, that with controlling chemicals and tools on your vainty, you could change and shift as you liked.
All and all, you looked like some slutty fairytale princess, because in a way you were. In this new life, your father wasn't just an owner of a few strip clubs, but an entire sex industry empire, making your family obscenely wealthy. Speaking of what was new, your father was no longer just a 7 foot black man, but a 12 foot beast of a man, ripped head to toe in mucle, and a perfect blend of multiple ethnicities. So to was your mother, now a 10 foot loving taken care of broodmother, who has born thousands of new siblings with your father, and several from her sons. Your families new genetics have eliminated at genetic defect, no matter how much inbreeding, and even ouside family pregnancies result in perfect specimens of your family. Your mother's incredible fertility was something inherited, being the proud mother of over 400 children, and grandmother to several more.
You look around the room to the massive orgy of your children a pot a number of similar cuchion like furniture in your new room. Each child was the pinnacle of their respective sex, with the boys being a few feet taller then the average for their ages, and with memebers averaging a meter each. The girls were gorgeous for each of their ages, with only the youngest of them having smaller than EEE cup tits. You lived here with your children, and your new very extended family in your now massive mansion, on a private island governed by your family. As you looked around you also notice the small army of slutty maids attending to your children. If you had to rate theirnlooks, the rivaled you in your previous form, each being willing genetically altered by the more scientifically minded of your siblings.
The reason some would do so willing would be of the overpowering level of mind altering pheromones that members of your family emitted. It aced like a natural lure, bringing people to want to be closer to anyone exposed for a long enough time. Memebers of your family were immune, but a number of casual acquaintances were here, being railed by your children.
The two boys that spit roasted you in Disney world were now two slutty gyaru sluts, crouched side by identifying on the cocks of two of the sons they father with you. Their pregnant bellies jiggled as they blew and suckered a number of their own fathered children with whorish smiles on their faces. In the other corner was a stripper stage, where your 8 foot tall, pp cup head slut maid was giving a lesson to some of the younger girls. This was once the father of your first pregnancy, a pair of triplets, now giving a lesson on how to please a client while giving a strip show, her own belly filled with at least quintuplets.
You yourself were pregnant with over 26 kids, all who could pop at any moment, given your families fertility. Pregnancies last only 2 to 3weeks, with 0 health concerns, and with the number per pregnancy grow with age.
A shift 8n your belly rought you back to the question you heard as you saw your were surrounded by a number of you younger children. You had 4 of their monster cocks in your pussy, three in your ass and a row around you to taste at your leasure.
You look to the one in you pussy that asked, a cute look of concern in his face as the word 'mommy' filled you with a feeling of rightful, unspeakable joy.
"Like, totes honey, mommies like sups!,"
You voice came out in a bubbly, bimbo like sonnet of sentualy that filled your chldren with noticible lust. Gigling, you speak
"OK sweeties, like fuck your whorey mommy!"
With that your children went at it as you leaned to the side, taking two cocks in your mouth an savoring the taste.
As your children proceed to pound into you, cumming and cycling out as you moaned on glee, you thought about what to do. Do you savor the moment, or go back to the chronivac at see how far you can push this beast, or maybe something diffrent entirely...