Ronnie gave everything she had to get to the camera, her large boobs bouncing erratically as she struggled to balance in her unfamiliar curvy form. Unfortunately the boss beat Ronnie to it. As he picked it up he grinned a toothy smile. Ronnie slumped in despair.
“So is this some kind of magic sex camera?” The boss asked Ronnie.
“I don’t know” answered Ronnie listlessly, grimacing at hearing her feline voice and light Indian accent.
“Well I know I photoed you and you was sexier.”
“It’s dangerous!” Ronnie said with panic. “Please done take another one of me!”
“Nah I’m going to make my self sexier. Make my dick twice as huge!” The boss turned around and unzipped his pants. He took a close up of his penis. “I’ll have a great tool for you” he said turning back around. But then, he gasped.
Ronnie couldn’t see any changes but did hear the boss shriek in horror and grab his crotch, dropping both the camera and the most recent photo. Ronnie quickly grabbed both as the boss screamed in rage and punched the middle ground.
Ronnie looked at the photo. It was a close up of a pussy, the pink labia slightly spread and revealing a tune pieced clitoris. Had the boss just made himself a pussy boi?
It didn’t take long to confirm that was exactly what had happened, as the boss pulled down his pants to visibly inspect his crotch.
The boss looked at Ronnie and screamed “you fix this now you bitch. You fix this now I don’t want a fucking pussy!”
Ronnie considered her options.