Realizing you’ve taken this too far, you pull away before you surrender to the dirty thought. However, before you can rise to your feet, the man’s stone erection spurts out a thick white load onto your chest. You step back with a concerned puzzled look on your face, feeling the wet load seep through your shirt and into your flesh.
“Hey not cool,” you say peering back at the stone man, his phallic rod dribbling cum down his long shaft and perfectly shaped ball sack.
But as the musky male seed penetrates your chest, you feel an odd arousal burning in your breasts and loin. Overwhelmed by the sudden inferno raging in your feminine folds and jugs, you drop to your knees, unable to pull your hands away from groping a breast and petting your crotch.
“What, what have you done to me?” you scold the statue, watching as it cums more to your unstoppable lust. Feeling a swelling sensation in your breasts, you look down and scream as they slowly balloon. With each passing second, your melons grow larger until bursting the top two buttons of your shirt, stopping at 34J’s.
You peer down in disbelief as you unbutton your blouse to examine your new tits. Perky beyond what gravity would allow, perfectly round, and accompanied by sensitive nipples, you now have pornstar status boobies.
With a great effort, you tuck your strange boobs back into your blouse and button it; sure another squirt from the stone man would make your blouse unable to hold your bountiful breasts.
With an odd aching in your tits and a wet pussy between your legs, you enter the temple.
Turning your flashlight on, you walk into the dark room looking for where it led. Taking the tunnel straight, you find a table with a single chalice atop it; a white musky liquid filling the cup. Looking beyond the table, you see what looks like a sliding stone door. You go to slide it, only to find it is locked in position. Returning to the chalice, you find a note carved into the table itself.
“the temple’s own succubi have poured out their milk for you. If you wish to enter our temple, you must drink their gift.”
You pick up the chalice and sniff the raw liquid; smelling oddly sweet and deliciously sinful.
Not willing to back down now, you take the “succubus milk” and pour it back, drinking it before you can chicken out or taste it.
Without warning, your pussy explodes in orgasm, dropping you to your needs as your body relents to the succubus milk in your belly
roll a 20-sided dice
(use google RNG if you need)