Joanna wobbled in place as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, ready to burst into orgasm any second. She fought back as much as she could, hating the idea that anyone around her would preserve the moment on their phones and upload it for anyone in the world to watch at their leisure, but the weight kept building. How could she fight back with Chad right here? She hated him for both how he treated her and the desperate horniness he produced in her.
“I just really can’t get over how different you look,” Chad continued, oblivious that he was in a new reality where Joanna was even more humiliated than before. “Are you sure you two are related?”
Her mom laughed heartily, clearly taken by him.
“I’ll take that as a compliment, but yes. She’s my daughter. If she’d made better choices, maybe she could have looked more like me, but now she has to live with her decisions.”
“Decisions like what?” Joanna interrupted. “I didn’t decide to fantasize about Chad’s huge dick all day. I didn’t decide on these clothes.” She pulled at her shirt. All of her memories were mixed up and she was losing sight of what was real, but she latched on to the few things that she could be sure of. Her lips fattened up even more at her repeated disagreements, and at this point they looked like two bananas on her face. How was she still able to talk without problems?
“You’re complaining again, Joanna, and you know what happens when you complain. But before this problem solves itself, I want to make sure you know that all of this is the consequences of your actions.” She looked down at her phone and began tapping away once more.
Joanna felt a twinge in her nipples as they pushed into her bra. She winced as they became more and more visible, and soon they poked out almost 2 inches, even when wrapped up in her bra and shirt. Her breasts, too, grew painfully bigger as they filled up even heavier with milk. They hung painfully heavy on her chest, as her nipples grew sore from rocking around in her bra all day.
“Ahh, mom! What did you do this time?”
“Joanna, I keep telling you, I haven’t done anything. You’re the one who decided that having a plastic copy of Chad’s genitals inside you at all times was so important that you agreed to his terms.”
Joanna’a eyes went wide above her fat lips. Of course, he’d driven a hard bargain, but she wasn’t able to take no for an answer, and he'd eventually given in. She’d signed over full legal rights and ownerships of her nipples to Chad, making them 100% his property.
Though, she hadn’t realized the full extent of what that had meant until it was too late. Of course, they were his to grab, twist, pull, slap, and pinch whenever he wanted, and he’d been sure to take advantage of his new rights. But, since they were his property, he also got to decide how they were covered, and could choose the clothing for her upper body, which was why she was in this embarrassing shirt with SLUT printed across the chest. She hated how humiliating it was, but she had to admit it was better than the week he made her come to school topless.
He also got to decide when she was able to use them, and so she required his express consent to milk her heaving breasts. He was stingy with it, too, of course, hence her extra-full tits. She was lucky if he let her milk herself every few days.
But the worst part was that he had the right to modify them as well. So, when he’d decided Joanna should have, in his words, “big fat cow teats,” her mother had gleefully started her on a regimen of daily hormone injections that made her nipples bigger and more sensitive.
“I see my girls are growing up nice and strong,” Chad said as he reached out again and gave both of her nipples a squeeze. Joanna winced, but knew she had no right to stop him.