“My deepest darkest desire?” Clarence asked while his eyes continued to stare at his cum being knocked around by her breasts. “I wish Was those tits mashing up all that cum.”
“Granted,” Stella grinned and just like that Clarence was gone, but she could feel his presence in her breasts, a slow happiness as he became nothing more than a pair of gorgeous jugs drowned in semen.
“Of course, we’ll need some fresh cum for you to stick to,” Stella chuckled with a lick of her lips. She rose to her feet and gathered a cloth, wiping Clarence’s new jiggly form clean. She could sense impatience in him and she patted his soft flesh reassuringly. “Relax, I’ll just get someone else over and give em a nice titjob.”
She typed into her phone, cuing up her nudes and sending them out for someone to receive. She was hot enough and willing enough so it didn’t take long for someone to pick up on her offer.
“Hi Phil,” Stella giggled as Phil stood in her doorway, his phone in his hand and his mouth agape. She wasn’t wearing any clothing at all, fully nude and hot right in front of the guy. He was lanky abs tall, seen above the crowds at the university, usually out in the fields playing frisbee with his classmates. “I need a small favour...”
She bit her lip and played with her hair while Phil’s eyes lit up with glee.
“What can I do for you?” He asked with a grin.
“I need some cum to play with, can you splatter some on my tits for me?” She asked boldly.
“Weird request, but sure,” Phil replied and within seconds he was seated on her bed with Clarence’s new form wrapped around his cock. Stella could feel his anticipation, he could tell what was about to happen, he was about to live out his deepest darkest fantasy and when she started kneading she could sense his bliss.
She mashed Phil’s cock between her breasts for a few minutes, five or six maybe, and thankfully he seemed in the right mood because he let loose a jet of cum so intense and plentiful that it squirted from her cleavage valley and splattered on her face. She licked it up with a giggle before pulling off him and starting to mash him cum up in her titties much to Clarence’s bliss.
“Let me know if you need any more,” Phil grinned, seeming completely satisfied with their brief sexual encounter.
“Come by later, once I’m done here I’ll be hungry for a little something... more...” she giggled and Phil grinned at her before sauntering off. Her attention could be focused fully on Clarence and she wasted no time in getting to work. “Oh is that nice, you like being my tits don’t you?”
Clarence couldn’t answer but she could tell he was in heaven.
“In a few seconds that’s all you’ll be,” she giggled, and if Clarence had any negative response to that it was lost under his blissful joy. She pumped harder, her breasts peeling off one another as the cum solidified and became sticky. Back and forth, bouncy breasts, big full bouncy breasts ready to be felt up, give titjobs, and look sexy in a tight dress. “Ooh, someone’s fading.”
She could sense it, Clarence’s mind was slowing down in bliss. Degrading from human to boob. Intelligence meant nothing, feelings meant nothing, he was a pair of tits meant to be knocked around, covered in cum, and bounce as Stella walked. Memories faded, emotions faded, his name faded. Before long he wasn’t even feeling pleasure, he was just sending sensory input to Stella. She moaned as he was completely engulfed by her, nothing more than a pair of tits mashing cum between them. No thoughts, no opinions, and no desires, just a pair of titties.
“Should’ve wished to turn back afterwards, not that I hear any complaining,” Stella chuckled as she finally stopped playing with her boobs. She didn’t have to satisfy Clarence anymore, he was just a part of her now. A rocking pair of titties covered in Phil’s cum. “Oh well, it was fun while it lasted...”