Kyle felt dizzy for a moment and felt very different as the eyes of his new second body opened and he saw himself through them, he turned an gasped.
“No! Not her! Anyone but her!” He shouted as he looked at the woman that stood there before him, clad only in a rob and lacy underwear, holding an empty cup of coffee. The woman before him was very, very familiar, he'd hear her screaming at her husband nearly every day from the apartment above theirs, he'd never thought of her as sexy woman, her attitude as wild and toxic as most of the popular girls at school.
The woman standing before him was named Gabriela Cortez, a much older woman, 65, if it weren't for her personality, she could be called a GILF. She was slightly taller than Kyle, by just a few inches, her natural figure was average, having little curves to speak of, but the older woman did have something that stood out. Gabriela had used her inheritance from her grandfather to fund her want for bigger breasts, having started small at first she continued to expand them, much to the protest of her husband who thought the money should be spent elsewhere, until she ran out of cash. At this point her bust was colossal having hit just under 5000ccs her colossal breasts were almost a large as basketballs, he had overheard her screaming at her husband about wanting to be bigger than the porn star Minka, and she had just achieved her size. Kyle felt their weight through her body as he began to gain feeling in his new second half, the sensations of her body becoming more apparent as his second mind was given over to his control.
It was at this point that Mrs. Smith started having problems with Mrs. Cortez, it started when she bounced a check for her latest surgery payment. She came in screaming at the first cashier she saw, which was Smith, and vowed to get even, having proceeded to lie about Smith's behavior with the management, which caused her to lose out on the promotion that she had wanted. The curse saw this as the one who was giving Smith trouble. So it took care of everyone's problem, no more yelling, no more spending, no more fake bad reviews, all those problems were gone, and now Kyle had to deal with her.
“I don't want her! Take her back!” “No La queiro! Llevala de vuelta!” His bodies shouted at the same time. “Give me someone else!” “Dame alguien mas!” Her body began to shiver as it started to get horny. “ANYONE BUT HER!” “CUALQUIERA MENOS ELLA!” They shouted as his new female have practically ripped her clothes off, and lunged at him, kissing him deeply, giving him tongue, her massive bust crushed against him. She pulled back, her face a mirror of his fear and confusion, the older woman's face was slightly wrinkled, but she had taken care of herself, high cheek bones, sharp green eyes and shoulder length graying brown hair. For a moment he felt in control but she immediately kissed him harder this time, reaching down and undoing his pants out of his control.
“FOLLAME, KYLE! QUE SE JODA TU PERRA! TE NECESITO!”(FUCK ME, KYLE! FUCK YOUR BITCH! I NEED YOU!) She screamed as she mounted him, pinned against the wall he found himself being ridden by her, she shoved his face into one of her massive tits and he started sucking, unable to stand it anymore. Her body rhythmically humping him she rode him so hard he thought his cock might break, she moaned loudly, her body heat making both of them sweat. After a few moments of this she cam, the climax hitting both of his minds like a freight train the moaned loudly together, falling backwards onto the floor he found himself face first in his new gigantic bust.
His twin bodies moaned together, barely able to string together thoughts they lay there on the floor. “Why'd it have to be you?” “Por que tienes que ser tu?” He realized what the second part of the curse meant now, like it or not, his second body would act on it's own to satisfy it's hunger, and he would have to deal with it. He rolled off of her, but she followed, rolling over and smothering his face with her tits. “STOP IT! GET AWAY FROM ME!” “PARA! ALEJATE DE MI!” He shoved at her and she shoved back, the twin bodies mirroring each other's movements Kyle found himself constantly pressed against her, unable to get away, he panicked and ended up rolling over again onto her chest. “I CAN'T DO THIS! FUCK YOU JEN!” “NO PUEDO HACERLO! QUE TE JODAN JEN!”
After an hour Kyle had calmed down, accepting that this Latin bimbo was now his second half, and he needed to get complete control, barring when she got horny that was. The thought made him shiver, her hand instinctively wrapped around him. He looked up from her bust. “Are you still in there?” “Sigues ahi?” He found themselves saying at the same time. With conscious effort he got himself off of her, sitting back, her body still lay there, he found himself able to sit her up, crossing her legs.
“Okay.' Kyle's male body said, “I think I can do this.” His female body stared at him, a slight panic across her face, he tried to say something through her.
“No se hablar ingles. Mierda. Realmente no puedo hablar ingles a traves de ti.”(I don't know how to speak English. Shit. I can't speak english through you.) Weirdly even though he couldn't speak Spanish he found himself understanding it perfectly through her. “Huh. Es como mi traductor personal.” (It's like my personal translator.) He tried to force her to speak English. “I.... can.... speak.... English” She said in her thick accent, he found it was more difficult and accepted that his second half was a Spanish speaker. He spent the next hour or so experimenting, getting better at moving her and himself separately, playing with her breasts, feeling her legs and arms with her hands and finally getting full control, at his point he noticed that the smell in the room was intense, reeking of sex. He stood both of them up.
“Let's go get a shower other me.”
“Si, vamos a ducharnos.” (Yes, let's take a shower.)
He walked the both down the hall with effort, watching her from behind as her tits wobbled back and forth as she walked, her natural gait made for showing them off. “Supongo que siempre ha caminado asi.” (I guess she has always walked this way.) He muttered through her. He walked her into the shower and himself as well, turned on the water and started scrubbing both bodies.
“Well you were always a cunt to everyone, but your my problem now, I treat you right.” Kyle said to her. “Despues de todo, es lo unico que puedo hacer.” (After all, it's the only thing I can do.)
After a shower, his two bodies went back to his bedroom, the room had shifted slightly, a queen sized bed and a second wardrobe appeared. He thought nothing of it and started to dress his bodies, his first, and then he sat and watched as he dressed her, her tits lifted higher when in a bra she shook them. “Por que tenias que ser tan reina de las tallas?” (Why did you have to be such a size queen?) He looked at himself through her. “Ahora Jugar con ellos desde ambos lados.” (Now I can play with them from both sides.) The smell from earlier still hung in the air and Kyle decided to do some cleaning, just to get rid of the smell.