A short ways down the corridor she spotted the massive Naomi flexing for some grad school students targeting her Stacy brought up a sentence “This inhumanly muscular woman is flirting with younger men.”
“How inappropriate let’s see how she likes this.”
“This inhumanly muscular woman is flirting with older men.” Thinking it would make the young jockey guy into old middle aged men she hit enter.
Looking up she was startled to see that Naomi was now an immobile hyper muscular 15 year old girl she was awkwardly flexing her ballooned out pecs as they flared and covered her head when she flexed her legs and arms locked into place as Jen struggled to move her around in a two wheel dolly big enough for her massive frame her bulbous bulging muscles looked downright freakishly big on her saturated body her face had regressed to a young acne ridden adolescent’s with braces her face was now hyper masculine with a big square jaw, wide nose, thick eyebrows that protruded under a dense brow bone veins pulsing on the sides of her forehead her masculine face was framed in luscious black locks of hair with a blue stripe in her bangs. Her beauty regimen being attended to by her older pet Jen who no longer had a leash but a collar remained. Under her veiny bulging muscle gut her running shorts bulged with a diaper inside of which pulsed a hyper enlarged clit. The college guys were repulsed and quickly made their exit.
Naomi grunted in a very deep voice “you don’t know what you’re missing chumps!”
Stacy was entranced with the young Naomi. After repeated attempts to get Naomi’s dolly to budge she pleaded with her young master.
“Master let me use the app to make you smaller and mobile!”
Thinking fast Stacy targeted Jen “ This human pet is begging their owner to use her app to make their job easier.”
Stacy smirked “of course that bitch has the app too.”
Hurriedly Stacy altered the sentence “This bodybuilding pet is begging their owner to use her dildo to make their job rewarding.”
Stacy’s jaw dropped as she looked at the new Jenna she was tall and well muscled with muscles that were bigger than Stacy’s but kept her mobile. Being 19 and a competitive woman she opted to get plastic surgery and implants Naomi’s now father Daniel let’s her complete and prep in between taking care of his Daughter. The servant spoke in a deeper scratchy voice as tv phone in Naomi’s bag she was holding warped into a vibrator
“All I’m saying is that I deserve to rub one in when we get home.” Grunting as she slowly wheeled the massively muscular adolescent.
Stacy was amused and intrigued when she hit the duo one final time “The muscular girls are going to Daniel’s house.”
“The muscular girls are going to Stacy’s house.”
Wanting to see things unfold in an intimate setting she changed the sentence and hit enter. She got startled when the woman and her owner appeared beside her.
“Hey Stacy we’re ready to head out.”
Bewildered Stacy played it cool “sure thing.”
Helping Jen wheel the Asian pile of muscles into her dad’s Hummer with help from her personal chauffeur nothing seemed right and everything made sense at the same time. This older woman was a bitch to her and now she remembers being a mentor to her and friends with Jen. Stacy straining her mind managed to recollect where she lived still pondering all sorts of changes she wanted to make . She was awestruck when she pulled up to a Midcentury Tudor style Manor.
The door opened and a well muscled man stop there Stacy remembered was her successful dad Brad in a who was quite thin before all this. “Welcome home baby girl.”
Stacy made herself a sandwich and several for Naomi before going into the dining hall as Jen snuck off with the vibrator. Brad was looking sternly at her daughter with her glaring trophy wife mother Becca in tow.
“Stacy, I just got a call from my accountant, you spent 100,000 dollars on something are you out of your mind?!”
Stacy becoming mad with power pulled up the app “This affluent man is angry at his daughter for spending his money.”
4 charges later
“This feminine man is happy with his Daughter for spending her money.”
Brad was now wearing a blouse and capris his hair was long and well styled and he was clean shaven and wearing makeup.
“I’m glad you are getting to enjoy your wealth dear you worked hard for it.”
The muscular preteen gripped her head as she remembered skipping all her grades and attending business school at age 8 and building her empire at age 11.