… she was a guitar.
Breanna gave a very sudden shudder in his arms, her spine stiffened and her eyes shot wide open. She went rigid atop him and he paused in his humping, giving her a worried look.
“Babe?” He asked, pulling out. The instant he did she began to change. She got much lighter all of a sudden and her skin began to take on a treated brown tone. Her arms snapped to her sides and her legs folded up while her vagina began to expand and grow, getting larger and taking up more of her waist. Her shoulders meanwhile drew inward at an alarming rate while her waist thinned to impossible proportions. Her tongue began to loll out, splitting into six and stretching down towards her vagina. The tongues thinned out until they were as thin as strings and stretched over her expanding clit, embedding in her flesh under her now fist sized vagina.
Her skin began to take on the texture of treated wood and her waist and shoulders thinned until he could wrap his whole hand around them. Her head began to shrink too until it was slightly wider than her waist and her eyes, nostrils, and mouth sealed over. Her strings migrated to the sides of her head where metal began to jut out. Six tuning knobs, he’d recognize them anywhere.
Arms had melted into her, legs had pulled up, and her waist began to hollow out and solidify. That wooden texture was actually wood. She was solid wood, treated with a beautiful finish. He clutched what used to be his girlfriend in wonder, now an exquisitely built acoustic guitar. He held her gently, bringing her up to his chest as her hair extended around his shoulder and latched onto her body, becoming a strap. Breanna was no more, she was now a perfect instrument. Grant hesitated for a moment before giving her a quick strum. The sound it made was perfect, as beautiful as her voice. She vibrated under his fingers, inanimate and unthinking but those beautiful notes could interpreted as moans. His dick stood to attention.
“And I thought you couldn’t be any more perfect,” Grant cooed, rubbing his hand on the solid wood that had moments earlier been his girlfriend.