Todd mused over several options, even consulting the gallery on his phone for fun options. He settled on a dickgirl pic, a wrestling chick who grew into one in the ring. A good start, but that kind of setting needed alot of adjustments in the remote's menus. Todd got to work, swiping and typing away.
Gwen was a basket of mixed emotions; fear, curiosity, shock, and most irregular, lust. She knew she shouldn't be stoking herself in public, moreso at work, yet it just felt too good. She continued her unladylike stroking through her kakis as Todd, unknown to her, finished imputing the settings into his remote. She felt a sweet flourish of heat overtake her insides, the rush making her whole body sensative to even the lightest touch. She felt her knew appendage start to shrink, fading away until there was nothing left, as though she were only dreaming. But she knew she wasn't, for the warmth remained, and its effects began to shift her world again.
Her breasts began to grow, pushing the confines of her bra and button up while her neck stiffened. Her neck grew longer, veins bulging from their meaty swelling mass. She grabbed the counter, feeling her head morph as it lifted, her eyes being forced upwards. A faint moan escaped her lips as she spat out a bit of precum. Her breasts tore through her shirt, falling to the counter as the skin between them merged. Gwen's mouth twitched as it became forced open, leaking in anticipation. Her neck, now 3' long, throbbed as she squealed through the muffled pumps of liquid pushed out of her. Moments later she shot her load across the store, attracting all of the consumers' attention.
Todd was amazed at the remote's success at creating the creature of lust before him. Her breast-balls were almost overflowing the counter as her newly hardened head stood proud above them. He proceeded to-