It was about a month after Clarence had become her boobies that his girlfriend came to visit.
Clarence had good taste, Gwen was a pretty blonde girl with a beautiful waist and beautiful big boobs she kept hidden in high collared shirts and sweaters. Her face was coated in concern as she knocked on his door and was told by his roommates that they hadn’t seen him in a month, though the last time they’d seen him he’d been headed down to a room on the fifth floor where some really slutty chick lived.
Concern and fear wracked Gwen’s body as she approached that door and when it was swung open by Stella she had no clue that the voluptuous tits on display were once her boyfriend.
She tried her best to avoid looking at that deep cavity of cleavage tightly pressed together by a tight belly shirt that showed off the girl’s thin waist. She had a hard time looking anywhere else, she thought she saw horns flicking in and out of existence on the girl’s head but she was probably dehydrated.
“Hi, I’m Gwen, I’m looking for my boyfriend Clarence, his roommates said they last saw him around here,” she explained nervously, hoping this girl could be helpful and praying that her boyfriend had remained faithful despite the long distance.
“Clarence?” Stella asked in confusion, wracking her brain and trying to remember if she knew anyone by that name. It took about a minute before she remembered. “Oh, Clarence! Yeah I turned him into my tits.”
“What?” Gwen asked in utter confusion and watched in horror as Stella’s form seemed to stop blurring around the edges and showcased off her horns, cursed rune tattoos, and flickering tail. Gwen stepped back fearfully and held her arms near her chest in panic. “You’re a demon!”
“You got it baby,” Stella replied, stepping out and reaching forward to play with Gwen’s hair, wrapping it in her finger and loving the texture. “Your boyfriend was lonely so I invited him over for some sex, he did such a good job that I granted his deepest darkest desire.”
“He wished to be your tits?!” Gwen asked in shock, suddenly unable to look away from the voluptuous knockers Stella had.
“Yep, he doesn’t think much these days, kind of hard to when you’re a pair of rocking titties.”
“How do you turn him back?!” Gwen demanded with a hateful glee aimed at Stella.
“If you please me enough and your deepest darkest desire is for him to be human again, it’ll happen,” Stella coaxed, removing her hand from those pretty blonde locks. She then held her arms out inviting Gwen forward.
Gwen swallowed, looking between the demoness’ face and her former boyfriend. She approached and put a hand on the demoness’ left breast.
“I’ll get you back to normal Clarence, I promise,” she sighed before allowing the demoness to lead her into her bedroom.
The door shut, the demoness lay down on the bed and smiled up at Gwen, and Gwen got to work removing her clothes, doing her beat to put on a show.
She rubbed her body over, hands caressing the curves of her waist and hips before kneading around her tits. She was slow and made sure to shake her rump as she moved. The demoness seemed into it so Gwen continued her little striptease. She pulled her sweater’s neckline down to show off some cleavage, tugged her pants down so her butt popped out, and rocked her body around, making her curves twist and change shape.
The pants were stepped out of lightly, the sweater was thrown aside, and she leaned towards Stella, hands kneading her boobs and stretching her shirt so the demoness could see every line of her bra. Then she grabbed both her shirt and bra and pulled upwards slowly. Her breasts followed for a bit before the left one slowly popped out quickly followed the by the right. She mashed her smooth round boobs together while biting her lips and flicking hair from her face. The demoness was smiling so she must have been doing a good job.
The shirt was dropped, the bra unclamped, and finally the panties removed. Gwen was naked and the demoness snapped her fingers and her own clothes burned off her. Gwen stared at her tits, there was no sign of Clarence in there, not his skin tone, hair colour, or any indication he could think. She was distracted while allowed the demoness to push her down on the bed and get to work on her body.
Stella whirled her hand and a long double ended dildo appeared in it, she plunged half into Gwen who moaned in delight before perching herself on it and beginning to hump.
They both worked at it, overtaken by pleasure and plunging it so deep into their bodies that their vaginal lips began to touch together around that dildo. That only made Gwen’s blush burn hotter and she orgasmed with embarrassment flooding her. She’d only ever done that for Clarence and had forgotten what it felt like after he was gone so long.
“Ooh, someone’s enjoying being naughty,” Stella grinned before the real sex began.
They took turns with the dildo, one of them holding it while the other was rammed with it. Gwen shoved it into Stella from behind doggy style, Stella traced it around Gwen’s vagina making her pant and moan in frustrated anticipation, and Gwen shoved it down Stella’s throat while fingering her.
Gwen had only ever had sex with Clarence but she rationalized that because Clarence was part of Stella it wasn’t really cheating. Stella licked her pussy, they tapped their vagina’s together and rubbed back and forth while smirking at one another, and finally Gwen fell on Stella from above, inches from her big round breasts that used to be Clarence.
“Why don’t you tell him how you feel,” Stella prompted before sticking two fingers in Gwen’s vagina and holding still. Gwen let out a frustrated grunt and glared at Stella. She wanted Stella’s fingers moving around inside her but Stella wouldn’t oblige until she talked.
“Clarence, you... you cheated on me,” Gwen admitted before gasping and moaning from Stella’s moving fingers, only going to keep fingerbanging her if she talked to the breasts. “I stayed faithful for you but you couldn’t - ooooh- s-stay faithful to me. Then you up and wish to become this girl’s breasts? Oooh that that’s the spot, okay I’ll keep talking. N-Now I have tooooooaahhhh to to, fuck her to change you back. Did our relationship mean nothing to you? You can’t be my boyfriend if you’re boobs. You just wished for this without thinking about how I’d feel. I’m so mad Clarence, you betrayed me and now... now... oh god!”
The orgasm rocked her body and made her shudder, losing her strength and falling onto Stella’s breasts like they were pillows. She panted in place as a second smaller orgasm rocked her body like an echo. Drool spilled from her lips onto Clarence’s bouncy form and Stella began to caress her beautiful blonde hair.
“So tell me Gwen,” Stella mused while Gwen panted in place in a daze. “What is your deepest darkest desire?”