"That doesn't sound very encouraging..." Jeff replied while his skin tingled oddly, hair flaking away from smooth and flawless skin.
"Oh, come on Jeff," Ken rolled his eyes, still smiling. "It'll be fun!"
Jeff gave his best friend a faltering stare, awkwardly twitching at the prickling itch in his scalp. "Sure." 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘺. Jeff thought, swiping a lock of platinum-blonde from his sight.
"Believe me." Ken nodded sagely to himself, still with that smug smile on his face as he watched Jeffs face lose its angles, becoming soft and rounded.
𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴, "K-ken dear, what did you change?" Jeff said in a gradually softer voice as his adams apple shrunk, tuggging at his loose 'jeans' which had split at the thighs with the lower part thinning and merging with his socks while the upper part looked vaguely skirt-like.
Kens smug smile turned into a devious grin. "Why, your hair, 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺." He replied in an innocent-sounding voice that clearly accentuated the last word as he watched Jeffs figure slim.
Jeff blinked, not exactly focusing on what else Ken said due to his fuzzy mind focusing on 'what changed', bringing a few strands of long hair into view with a slim, well-cared-for hand.
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦? 𝘕𝘰, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘮-𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦! Jeff realized with wide eyes, suddenly feeling a fuzzy warmth fill his body alongside a feeling of... Pride? Well, of course! Pride for her-his son-friends kindly nature!
"Oh Ken! How kind of you!" Sh-He gushed as he went forward and gave Ken a smothering hug, with his head between Jeffs growing mounds.
"You've always said those supermodels were hot, ma." He chuckled from inside her tube-top flaunted cleavage as his hands adventurously groped her growing derriere.
"Y-yeah.~" Jeff moaned in a mature feminine voice both to Kens touch and the sensation of two sensitive teats brushing against the baby-blue fabric of her tight dress. Sh-he had the urge to swat her s-Kens hands away, but found himself dismissing the act. 𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦! 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭~. He internally reasoned.
"Mom? Whats the matter?" Ken asked in a muffled faux-worried tone, not bothering anymore to suppress his perverted expression, obscured between two growing E-cups as it is, still groping Jeffs shapely ass.
"Oh~. N-noth-ahn-gs th-the mh-matter~." Jeff shivered, blushing mightily from the sensation of fat erect nipples rubbing against thin cloth and 10 greedy fingers digging into bootyshorts covered buttflesh. 𝘖𝘩 𝘮𝘺, 𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘶𝘱~. And never once did Jeff ever think that Ken might've changed something more than just his hairs colour.
"If you say so, ma." Ken chuckled, rubbing his face between Jeffs tightly-constrained milkers as they swelled in rythm to her gasping breaths, with her baby-blue strapless dress barely keeping up as the two fleshy spheres strained to stay contained by mere fabric as they breached the threshold to J-cups. A problem only exacerbated by the teenager whose head was pressed into their owners mighty cleavage, adding yet more stress upon the material top.
"Mmmhhn.~" All the while Jeff himself strained evermore against the throbbing feeling of mixed pleasure down below, his moderately sized dick having since shrunk until it looked and moved more like a particularly erotic sausage. One that was repeatedly smushed, ground and rubbed by a pair of meaty drumstick thighs even as the gap between widened more and more from the crackling hips above widening into, and beyond childbearing proportions. Yet unlike the stick to which they hung, Jeffs balls had not shrunk even slightly, even as the distance between them and his crotch shortened, readily on the verge of inverting into a gaping chasm.
"Ahnn.~ Ah!~ Aaahhmmnn!~" And at last, finally on the very verge as the throbbing pressure from down below built into a quaking crescendo, Jeffs last vestiges gathered down below, and Jessica recieved her very first orgasm. Squeezed between her meloncrushing thighs, the limp sausage that was Jeffs cock exploded in a torrent of sticky white jizz that coated her inner thighs and moist nethers. And after their release, Jeffs balls were finally sucked up into a greedy, sopping wet cunt with the remnants of his sausage-stick shrinking into a tiny bundle of hypersensitive nerves nestled between her fat lips below.
Simultanious with Jessicas apotheosis was her maternal body running the final stretch, as like balloons her curvacious bod sped up its changes tremendously. Her hips burst apart wider than a supermodel pornstar as if they'd birthed entire toddlers in one go, her majestic ass became huge and bulbous, until it was all the more deserving of the term 'dumptruck'. Her thighs were like her ass every part deserving of being called 'drumsticks' upon which the visage of a MILF would stand, and her mountainous tits defied gravity at thrice the size of her head, meaty, soft and filled to the brim with delicious milk. Meanwhile, Jessicas clothing had finished forming, Jeffs T-shirt and jeans becoming a baby-blue strapless summer-dress that descended to her mid-thigh and was barely tall-enough to cover her nipples (it might aswell have been called skintight-latex due to how it clung to her curves and left nothing to the imagination), with her legs dressed in snow-white thigh-highs with her feet carried in 6-inch heels, and underneath there was a complete absence of bra and panties, resulting in her summer-dress showing off a blindingly-obvious cameltoe as well as her beercan-teats and the dinnerplate-diameter of her bulbous areolea, not to mention doing nothing to hide the upper portion of the bright-pink flesh.
Meanwhile Ken was still being smothered between her giant breasts with his hands still casually groping inflating asscheeks. When she neared the edge of apotheosis he was about to make a smug remark until Jess reflexively shoved his head even deeper into her bosom upon reaching the edge. An act which when combined with the slightly explosive sudden doubling of her tits size after she transitioned into womanhood led to her tits flinging out of the tight confines of her strapless dress. Which was when Jessicas knees finally buckled under the sheer pleasure bombarding her shortcircuiting mind.
"Hmph?!" Which was not something Ken had been expecting as almost all of Jessicas mass leaned onto him, dragging him forwards into a meaty thud as her dumptruck behind cushioned their fall.
"Ogh!~" Was all the response Jessica could muster through the disorientation of pleasure and change that stunned her mind, leaving her laying limp on the floor with an ecstatic expression on her motherly face.
No longer having his head mercilessly pressed into his 'mother's' cushy bosom, Ken extracted himself from between her ginormous mountains and noticed their nudity, and his mothers disorientation. Smiling divilishly, Ken took the opportunity presented and took grasp (barely) of the meaty sacks and fondled them, eliciting breathy moans from Jessica and the flash of small milk-white droplets from the MILFs erect beercan nipples.
"Now this is what I wanted.~" Ken smirked, taking the opportunity presented and greedily diving unto his 'Moms' left teat and beginning to suck deliciously-milky liquid from the pent-up tap. And with one of his arms he barely reached around his moms titanic left milkjug and began to squeeze with all his might, producing a great torrent of delicious milk into his mouth while his other hand sqeezed and teased his 'moms' right teat. And in response to her milking, Jessica was a barely-lucid, moaning mess, with one hand pressing Kens head deeper into her milky confection, while the other hand squeezed her other breast. Combined with Kens teat-squeezing this resulted in her right breast essentially becoming a milk-squirting fountain, while from her left tit, a profuse stream of nutritious milk was greedily devoured by Ken, with the remainder streaming past his hungry mouth down the mountain of firm, milky flesh.
"AAAAaaaahhnnn.~" Then suddenly, Jessica recieved her second female orgasm, the profuse pleasure supplied from her incredibly sensitive physics-defying pair of creamy confections combined with the lingering hunger from her First driving her over the edge. And simultanious with this event, her twin peaks erupted twin floods of milk, and her hungry cunt coated the floor with her flooding girl-cum. The sudden eruption of her teats caught the mischievous Ken off-guard and sent him flying coated in Jess's milk back away from the limp MILF.
"Wow, already? Well, works for me." He smiled, watching the sudden mess of juice, cum and milk splattered all over his room (as well as both of its occupants) fade away as if it'd never existed before rising and going to stand beside the Chronivac, unable to keep his giddy smile from fading as he watched Jessica Mentally reboot.
"Ooogh, what happened?~" Kens MILF of a Mother, Jessica, groaned as she sleepily rose from the floor to stand on her heeled feet with glazed eyes, oblivious to her humongous busts nudity.
"Whats wrong Mom?" Now that he wasn't near-constantly pressed between those humongous globes, Ken could more easily appreciate Jeffs finished transformation, and his own handiwork.
"Ara?" Her eyes fluttered, clearing away her glazed-over expression as she looked around in confusion. Jess's resting expression in the vicinity of her children was the epitome of a caring mother, full of matured youth on a timid face framed by shoulder-length platinum-blonde locks, a long braid reached down to her shelf-like hips and butt from the back of her head.
"You got suddenly dizzy Mom. Is something the matter?" Ken played the innocent act despite his face currently being the exact opposite of innocent.
"Oh, I was dizzy? Yeah, oh! No sweetie, alls right *giggle*, your mother was just dizzy for a second.~" She spoke first in confusion, then she suddenly brightened, giggling lightly as she walked over to rub Kens head with a motherly smile.
"Alright ma, if you say so. Oh and your tits escaped your dress." He laughed, accepting her 'explanation' and then pointing out her partial nudity like how one might speak of the weather.
"Oh! That they did. How did I gloss over that?" She giggled, casually stuffing her mountainous milkers back into her inadequate dress as if it was a regular occurance (it might as well be with how the dress barely clung on to her amazonian bod).
"Maybe you Jostled them when you got dizzy?" He innocently suggested.
"Oh, silly me, getting dizzy and then not noticing my puppies get loose *giggle*. Oh, right! The Chronivac, who's turn is it now?" She giggled again, before remembering the existence of the Chronivac and what they were doing.
"Its my turn!" Ken answered with a bright smile.
"Oh? But... Then what about-?" She mumbled, suddenly confused due to her muddled memories.
"You used your turn making your hair Platinum-blonde ma!" He supplied innocently, barely keeping in laughter at his 'Mothers' confusion.
"Ah! Thats right! Silly me *giggle*, I seem to be a little off my game due to the dizzyness. Now go on, surprise me dear!~" She giggled, giving her 'Son' a pat on the head and motioning to the Chronivac.
"Oh, I will ma! Promise.~" Ken smiled mischievously as he turned and sat down in Jeffs chair, working on the Chronivac with Jessica turning away so as to not ruin the 'surprise'.
Ken had flawlessly accomplished the first of his desires, and now he moved onto the second.