The warmth returned to her body again, this time lightly all over, but heavily in her chest. She opened her eyes slightly and looked down as she noticed a tingling in her boobs. Her nipples were erect and her boobs were beginning to push out slowly, getting larger, rounder, more firm. Her hands moved up to cup her boobs, and somehow, she began getting even more turned on, feeling them slowly pushing out and pressing against her hands, filling more of them up.
Jeff could barely contain himself, grabbing the bed sheet with both hands as the incredibly hot woman riding him began moving her hands up to cup her growing boobs. When they had started, they really hadn’t moved much at all because he guessed it was mostly muscle pushing them out, but now they began to bounce up and down with her swaying rhythm on his penis. He couldn’t quite put it to words, but it also looked like she was getting a little more, mature? Like she was aging slowly in front of him, features becoming more defined, and her face taking on more maturity.
It was all too much, and ended in a double climax of moans and groans, Jeff limply laying on the bed, sweat drenching the sheet, and Jenny breathing quickly, each breath accentuating the tone of her muscles and new larger boobs as they slightly jiggled. A beep sounded from the computer. Jenny got off of the now limp Jeff, using part of the sheet to wipe off her crotch, and grabbing her shirt to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Jeff seemed to be in a daze so she walked over to the computer. On the screen, the progress bar was at 100%, and the readout read ‘phase 3 complete, we hope you enjoyed your transformation’.
“You bet I did.” Jenny muttered quietly. She looked at the final results screen. In addition to the preset and the slightly ratcheted up boob size, which she gave a quiet laugh over, it looked like the machine had aged her up a little bit too. According to the readout, she was now 23, and she could see it in her face and body in the hanging mirror near the computer. She blushed slightly, her own body was turning her on again. With a sigh, she turned back to the screen. Jeff had been an ok lay, but with this new body, she wanted an equal, someone who had the stamina to keep up with her; and with this machine, maybe she could experiment with a few things she had been wanting to try too. She switched the target back to Jeff, and began scrolling through the presets and settings.
“Whatcha doin babe?” Jeff asked, still laying on the bed, eyes half closed.
“Oh, since you were so nice and decided to give me a makeover, I figured I’d get you in shape for round 2…and 3.” She said slyly.