Martha and Denise hit up a trendy hipster bar and drank free drinks the entire night due to Martha saying so. Feeling extremely tipsy and very tired Martha excuses herself to the mirror and then locks the door looking in the mirror she hyped herself up.
“Martha you have a very high tolerance to alcohol!”
Realizing she wasn’t less drunk “Shit this ring must only work when I say crap to other hic-people.”
Stumbling out of the bathroom Martha leaned up against the bar and desperately tugged on her chubby blonde middle-aged friend’s arm for attention “Denise I have a superhuman tolerance to alcohol!”
Suddenly Martha perked up and her mind cleared. Denise slurred “Marsha are you hic- alright?”
Not even attempting an upgrade Martha said “I feel like I’m in my twenties again!”
Suddenly Martha shuddered standing up with perfect posture and felt rejuvenated by her words her aches, pains and any remaining fatigue disappearing. Scanning the bar and looking to get rid of her friend for the night she spotted a large handsome muscular younger man playing billiards and he happened to be black her, Denise’s little fetish.
Tugging on her friend’s shoulder “Hey Denise that muscule boy by the pool table is totally checking you out, you should go talk to him he’s totally into you.”
Listlessly gazing over the muscular black man was now leering at Denise with lust. Denise looks in the mirror and checks her makeup and then attempts an awkward sexy gait and leans against the pool table and begins flirting with her new date. A dark smile crept across Martha’s face with purpose she made for the bartender stopped her
“Maim are you okay to drive?”
Martha reached for the tangible power on the tip of her tongue.
“Oh I have the District Attorney and police chief on speed dial and they do anything I say.”
Suddenly Martha shivers remembering a more luxurious life as her outfit becomes a far more expensive designer dress pulling out a more expensive phone Martha is astonished to see that she did indeed have the chief on speed dial. Calling him up Martha emboldened didn’t let him speak.
“Chief it’s Martha I need you to send me your nearest officers to give me a ride and drop off my car at my house.”
Waiting outside the a police cruiser pulled up and a buff middle aged man and a young deputy pulled up. The middle aged man ordered the deputy to return Martha’s Porsche.
“Ready to take you where you need to go Maim.”
“My daughter’s house you know the way by heart.”
He was dejected but brisk and professional not demonstrating his annoyance of being ordered to give this woman a two hour ride by his higher ups. He was polite Martha smiled deviously was going to have fun with him reading his name as Ramirez. Sitting next to him Martha studied his chiseled features and crew cut he was a slightly balding man who avidly worked out. Martha contained her giggles as her brain spun a wild narrative to mold this man into the ultimate lover and henchman. Martha began running her hand over his thighs and “What’s your name, cutie?”
Clearing his throat and vividly sweating being hit on by a woman who could ruin his career in a phone call “I-it’s Austin maim, and I mean no offense but I’m married.”
Martha licked her lips like a animal stalking her prey
“Austin we’ve been having an affair for years, you always say how your wife is a fat ugly pig and you don’t like fucking her.”
Suddenly officer Ramirez seemed genuinely happy to be spending time with his mistress. Finding a secluded spot Austin turned off the car
“How about a quickie?”
Martha had hun right where she wanted him and now it was time to get her rocks off. Austin practically dragged her out of the passenger seat and tossed her like a rag doll thanks to her lithely energetic body it didn’t hurt much but she’s got to do something about this assertiveness after a good shag. Feeling his chiseled pecs he slightly tore her dress disrobing her nibbling on her earlobes. After a brief struggle with his gun belt Austin penetrated Martha with his throbbing 7” member making beastly grunts his chiseled glutes contracted with every thrust. After 29 minutes of sweaty ravenous sex and several female orgasms with Martha Austin Ramerez filled her vagina with an overflowing geyser of cum. Panting heavily he struggled with putting his clothes back on as Martha basked in an afterglow she hasn’t had since being dumped with a crooked symphony of kinky shit echoing through her head. Grunting Autin grunts
“Sorry I ripped your dress, I’m so glad your all mine.”
Martha lept up and began her demented megalomaniacal scheme “Oh Sweetie I’m waiting for you to come dress me in designer panties and my skimpy sleek police chief outfit.”
Feeling a rush of power Martha was doted on and a sexy form fitting dress. Martha felt a fire burning through her as she was now chief of police. Checking herself out in the mirror Martha was ready to really get unhinged with her words.
Sitting biting her lip getting wet from the rush of power. Autin tried to break the silence “hehe it’s weird secretly dating your boss”
Martha cracked her neck and cleared her throat and piped up with a demonic debasement and power grab.
“Oh Austin you know that you have to have sex with me to retain your one of a kind shapeshifting abilities or gradually regress into a newborn, you’re my favorite underling you listen to and do whatever I say unquestioningly and vie for my sexual pleasure and approval.”
Austin began frothing out of his mouth he almost crashed and Martha grabbed the wheel smiling
Austin’s ring disappeared having dedicated himself to Martha straight out of the academy after his personality became a malleable mess as his outfit became more decorated with weird distinctions. Martha couldn’t help herself and continued to hammer the confused officer one last devious time.
“You look really good in that magic cop outfit that shifts with your body and can warp into other clothing styles!.”
Austin’s cop uniform became a sleek velour material that contorted to his body slightly. As he came to Austin’s demeanor had radically shifted during a moment of silence Martha turned the ring around her finger and had vivid ideas about what she was going to do to Chloe, due to her database training she knew that she’d married a man named David they had a son named Spencer also David has a younger sister Emily. She was going to reconnect with her grandson, fuck with David and get even with Chloe. Snapping out of it she asked “Where are we?”
Nervously Austin said “about halfway mistress.”
Martha liked her underling’s new attitude and decided to play with him a bit to see if he’ll really do anything she said.
“ Hey little boy how about shifting that uniform into a thongkini for momma. Continue driving while you grow your hair back long and luscious and grow D cup breasts”
Martha watches in amazement as Austin shifted uncomfortably in his seat as his clothes became thighter and began crawling up his body and she turned on the overhead light to see to her amazement as Austin’s black hair began regrowing back and rapidly became shaggy as his pecs began ballooning in an unusual way becoming two jiggling yet hairy spheres. Martha giggled at the strain of the thongkini on his cock was funny she groped his chest and ran a finger through his hair.
“D-did I good mistress?”
Martha cracked a devious grin “you sure did, it must be nice dating a hyper fertile 68 year old that looks like a 21 year old with the shapely body of a gymnast supermodel!”
Martha felt herself rising up as her hips widened and her already tight large butt rose far rounder than it previously been. Rubbing her youthenig made visible moaning sounds as her body and face cracked, her her breasts surged to extremely G cups biological clock resetting itself into overdrive as Martha watched her arms and legs becoming toned her brown hair became shiny sheen and she looked her youthful hands and feet remembering little perks like a tripled life span. Opening her pocket she was floored by the glowing vibrant mega cougar.
“I-I’m beautiful!”
Austin nervously chuckled “You sure are mistress, your daughter must be attractive off inherited good looks.”
Martha’s lips curled up in anger she needed to gatekeeper better undeserving people unlike her are getting boosts! Making haste
“Oh no not at all Chloe is homely and mortal exactly like her dad! Hey Austin Lise the chest hair and begin lactating a bunch of scotch out your right breast.”
Austin grunted and felt his chest smoothing out and his right breast became an F cup with expensive bourbon flowed from her nipple. Martha was about to drink when she felt another surge her skin taking on a bronze glow and her G cups becoming H cups as her body remained feminine but she now sported noticeable biceps and thick thighs. Martha’s began rubbing her crotch as she felt more than her diminishing intoxication raw unbridled power, she had accidentally made herself godly. Looking at her young hands she willed her blue nails longer with manicured tips. She experimentally pointed at her henchmen and envisioned changing but nothing happened.
“This form fitting dress is made out of the same fabric your’s is Austin!”
Suddenly the dress shimmered Martha pictured herself back to her former form and began tingling and feeling tired again as the dress expanded to fit her older plump body adjusting her skimpy dress that now looks odd on her she looked into the mirror and smiled.
“Chloe doesn’t know anything about me or my heritage keep driving momma needs a drink.”
Martha felt another tingle as her strained relationship strained further with her daughter. Her husband taken off with her shortly before she was born. Angrily slurping at her little helper’s breasts high end scotch replaced itself with every gulp. After pushing out her potbelly with sloshing liquor Martha finally felt satiated. Martha curiously wondered if it would sober her up willed her gut smaller but not back to the same size. Tipsy Martha gave out orders for a megalomaniac plan.
“Hic-Hey Ashley stop Lactating!”
Cnfused about what he heard “You mean Austin miss-“
“No it’s Ashley I made you change it.”
“Oh…Right”
“As I was saying coming up on your right at the next exit we’re picking up David’s college freshman sister Emily she thinks we’re going to get tacos, you are going to analyze her voice and mannerisms and dress up as her and call David saying you need to talk and it’s an emergency. Once you are in there you are going to neutralize him and tie him up and punish him while I deal with his wife..”
Ashley would have asked what Martha was going to do to Emily but now (s)he just wants to please her. “Yes mistress I will not fail you.”
Martha says “I’m bulletproof and absorb all magic attacks. There she is stop!” Scratching their head confused stopping the cruiser as Martha tingled again felt herself becoming even more powerful.
A 19 year old very lanky skinny girl with thick spectacles got into the cop car apprehensively. She has coltish knocked knees and very little curves to speak of and a very plain face with bright blue eyes and an upturned nose. Martha put on her best fake fake smile “Hey Emily I’m so glad to reconnect with my gal pal please tell me about college and your brother’s biggest fear I know you’re eager to.”
Emily shivering despite being dressed conservatively and clenching her head suddenly said in a thick Wisconsin accent “Aw Geez that was strange I got lightheaded for a second, anyhoo where was I…”
As they rounded a few blocks away from the house Emily suddenly spilt the beans. “So yeah Dave is totally afraid of muscular women, he’s always ranting about how steroids take away your femininity and about how I better not turn into one of ‘em she beasts. Hey are you sure we can get tacos around here?” Even though it was past midnight she still believes she’s going to Mexican food.
Martha satisfied with herself for engineering this drunk piped up having spent careful consideration for maintaining the alias but getting Emily out of the way. Nodding to Ashley they stopped the car.
“Actually you were saying about how you were really excited to let my friend here undress you use a marble in your pocket to transfer your memories over to him and drink that tasty last transformation potion on earth in your bag to celebrate your nakedness by turning into a buttplug.”
The Lanky pimply redhead with braces began violently rocking back and forth really clenched her head with a familiar foam coming out of her mouth as her personality and mind warps. Coming out of the stupor Emily helped Ashley get her out of the car and strip naked, Ashley calculated and studied her form like a robot, every freckles every blemish, heck even the length of her pubic hair. Shivering naked Emily popped a marble into her mouth and her eyes went dull as she spat it into Ashley’s hands shimmering blue and vacantly pulls a shimmering purple fluid in a small bottle and drinks it.
Mere moments later Emily’s mouth opens up begins moaning and having spasms her features began disappearing as her hair receded into her and her skin looked to be taking on a more plastic texture, after watching her limbs slurp into her body Martha took the small pink buttplug off the ground and hiked down her panties inserting it into her ass. “Ashley eat the marble it’s edible and will give you all Emily’s memories”
“ENOUGH!!”
Martha snickering turned around to see it was the fortune teller.
“You have corrupted my blessing and tampered with the very fabric of magic and reality I should have never given you that ring!”
Still tipsy Martha shrugged “what are you going to do about it bitch?”
The fortune teller sneered and shot powerful tales of arching purple lightening but instead of harming Martha she seemed to be absorbing it like a syphon. Martha while still in her frumpy unassuming state began becoming fitter and taller as her eyes began glowing like crackling lanterns of energy. The old fortune teller desperately tried to stop the stream but it was or no use Martha had become a vortex of power. As the last vestiges of power flooded into Martha she felt unstoppable. The frail powerless fortune teller was limp laying powerless on the ground Glancing in the side view at the bronze 7’ tall shapely bombshell of a Demi-goddess she’s become. Suddenly time stopped there was a flash of light and a gigantic deity with the body of a human, tail of a snake, wings of a harpy and the head of Minotaur was looking down at her.
“You have corrupted my artifact and defeated my champion, I’m not long for godhood but after aeons it feels good to fade away, I have enough power to grant you anything you desire.
Martha blurted out longingly “I want to become a living breathing goddess!”
Very well I’ll give you what power you don’t have!
“Beware my siblings who are locked away in the forth dimension they’ll be eager to steal your soul.”
Suddenly there was a crashing pinkish booming flash enveloping the sky. Martha’s core burned like shit and white ethereal pinkish green fire scorched through her eyes and mouth. Panting heavily the new Martha looked like a 12’ tall shapely bombshell bodybuilding goddess hovering above the ground. Martha has all the power she desires now she had omnipresence, supernatural endurance, strength, speed, telepathy apparently, and could fly, and last but not least she was pretty sure she could bend reality itself due to absorbing an actual god. Martha smacked her behind as she landed her ass was massive and her glowing bronze skin shimmering like sunlight. Smiling as she made a mirror appear in her hand and began admiring drastically different self as Ashley crawled out of hiding fully transformed into Emily and began bowing to you.
“I am a mega babe!”
Martha said pleased as her ethereal voice dripped with waterfalls of honey. Ashley hurriedly pulled over Emily’s and put on her spectacles.
“Gosh you are my everything goddess!” Ashley disguised as a lanky 29 year old girl began kissing Martha’s feet
Martha relieved warped and shifted back to her original form satisfied being the emperor god of earth. Clearing her more mundane raspy voice
“Now be a good little girl and do as we discussed.”
Emily dug through her bag and pulled up the phone putting in the password from the memory marble. And broke into perfect tears steaming down her face “H-hey there bro.. Yeah I know it’s real late but could I come over in the morning? Th-thanks bro you’re the best!”
Martha looked down at the emaciated weak elderly woman. “Rise!”
Suddenly the woman arose.
Martha pointed her finger at the elderly woman and suddenly a huge baggy Oktoberfest dress appeared on her as she began filling out the dress her face youthened to her early 39’s and her hair became long pink twin braids with dark makeup and lots of tattoos, not stopping there the outfit groaned and became skimpier and leather as her breasts swelling to J cups and her butt becoming big enough for two airplane seats her bloating stomach dwarfed by her wide hips, thick meaty thighs and massive ass.
Martha zapped the bloating woman satisfied slipped off the ring and said “You’re done gaining weight now your new name Ingrid our live in nanny and maid You’re now my property now and you’re a corrupt sexual deviant from Germany who unquestionably does everything Ashley and I tell you too.”
Rounding the 400 mark the curvaceous SSBBW stopped gaining weight. Shuttering the stacked obese blonde blob came to a much more perverted. Reading her rampant nympho brain Martha was most pleased.
“Goddess I want do what you vant but there’s no space to clean and I’m to big for the backseat sex.”
Still reeling from being able to see everything at once and read thoughts. Putting the ring in her purse Martha tried out her powers. Slightly nervous Martha focused on them being home and snapped her fingers. Suddenly the three drastically different women were making love on an Alaskan king. Martha willed herself a hermaphrodite pansexual with a clit that turns into penis struggling having only one orgasm Martha willed herself ovaries that turned fat pair of testicles at will, after having a few more orgasms and wearing out the two girls.
As they slumbered Martha willed her need of sleep obsolete and inspected her house what was a condo was now a lavish sprawling pleasure palace. Putting on some gentle smooth Jazz Martha poured herself a drink of reinforced champagne that would get bacchus blitzed. After a few hours Martha had greatly improved her performance with the powers she had stolen. Getting really good at halting time and reading minds she read Spencer’s mind an le experimented with creating life and pointing at a pencil a willing it into an Asian Baby girl who understands everything she says.
Stopping time as the sun crept over the hills Martha kept the newborn out of the conventional time stream and rapidly aged the baby into her personal honeypot
“Mommy what’s happening to me?!” she said as she hit age 5.
Martha shushed her telepathically and began tweaking with her brain giving her a whole tailored personality that was tailored specifically to Spencer’s tastes with a dormant desire to lovingly corrupt Spencer . Naming her Hitomi Tanaka after Spencer’s favorite anime character Hitomi aged up to 14 years old Chloe having a baby earlier in her life due to Matt’s lack of parenting skills. Martha was amused as Hitomi eagerly began digging into her crotch.
Martha spoke “Hitomi stop experiencing joy over puberty and get dressed.”
Hitomi slid her fingers out of herself and bowed as Martha willed a personal bedroom for Hitomi filled with dresses, maga volumes, anime and K pop posters. As Hitomi got dressed Martha split herself into two and one warped herself into a younger frumpy unsuspecting Japanese soccer mom with deep frown lines and mid length hair dresses in capris, a casual blouse and flats. While the other Martha got into her police chief dress and went to work. Resetting the time stream after manipulation of the ring through her will Martha sat at the table smiling as she was greeted by Ingrid first.
“Gluten morgen mein goddess looking Japanese today, no?” Martha was glad she let the help have a level of autonomy.
Ingrid began cooking a hearty breakfast that smelled good and caused Martha to be glad she didn’t wish her hunger away. Hitomi arriving at the table started sigging in ravenously have never eaten before, Ashley joined them shortly. Martha placed the ring before Hitomi.
“Now put that ring on your middle finger of your dominate hand.”
Martha pulled the real Emily out of her butt and put it in her designer handbag. Hitomi obediently did as she was told without hesitation. Martha hugged Hitomi causing Ashley a twinge of jealousy.
“The ring is telling you who to seek out at school today afterwards you can read Spencer’s mind you love Spencer and have a innate desire to corrupt him the original effect makes it so anything you say will come true.. Beware my temper child and don’t try to use this to defy me for I am a vengeful goddess..”
“Never mommy I love you and Spencer very much.”
Martha sighed “ Privately you will address me as my lord and Mrs Huges when Spencer is around.”
Passionately kissing Ashley and Ingrid goodbye after breakfast Martha told Ashley in Emily’s she’d meet her at the house. Departing in one of the fleet of exotic sports cars and dropping Hitomi off at Spencer’s school. Hitomi trying out the ring said “I go to this school and have all the same classes as Spencer Huges!”
Martha smiled “that’s a good girl you’re getting it.”
After the Asian teen was in the building an exited Martha warped herself into her mature self and teleported herself out of the rapidly disintegrating Bugatti and into Ashley’s new souped up exotic sports cruiser invisible to everyone except Ashley through a telepathic bubble that tricks the eye. Ashley was nervous her ruse would be torn through as she made the saddest little face Martha ever saw she knew it would go good.
David opening up the door to his younger half sister “Wow sis you seem really worked up, what’s going on?!”
Scanning the memories bestowed upon her by the marble and tailored the best possible story.
“My boyfriend Steven Stallburger dumped me after goin’ steady for years!”
Martha closed her eyes and was able to see what “Emily” saw. She retorted to an inside sibling joke about Steven and Martha watching vicariously through Emily’s eyes as David completely let his guard down. Emily smiled her eyes gleamed with latent mischief “So where’s the Mrs?”
“Oh she’s in her office, I’ll get us some coffee.”
As soon as David left Emily’s clothes began getting tight as she began very slowly packing on muscle. David returned with her coffee with a concerned look on his face.
“Emily you seem a little tense, is everything alright?
Emily’s voice sounded a little more confident like a cocky jock “You betcha!”
Martha muffled the noise outside or the office at the precise right moment or Emily’s overpowered haymaker and the coffee mug silently shattered on the floor. Emily only slightly toned and bigger rapidly halted the growth and shrank back somewhat to not rip her clothes. Meanwhile in Chloe’s office, she was typing away at her computer when suddenly the office chair warped and shifter into a steel throne with uncomfortable tight restraints. The office disintegrated and suddenly she was in an old auditorium.
Chloe panicking looking around saw David strapped to some sort of massage sex chair and his scrawny younger sister seemed to be wearing a bikini and a bit more fit than usual. Chloe confused confronting Emily
“Emily what’s going on here why are David and doing all bound up like thi-“
Cutting her offf Emily piped up “Aw geez that’s swell and all but how about you shut up until my goddess shows up whore!”
Suddenly the auditorium doors burst open and Martha strutted out as she rapidly regressed through her middle age stopping at 27 like Chloe.
“Who are you?!”
Martha beamed messages into her mind telepathically “Mom?! Dad said you were dead!”
Though she knew that she partially reconstructed this reality her emotions ran high. Martha snapped her fingers and in a pink puff of smoke Matt was clad in a hooters waitress outfit unfitting on his bloated 72 year old body. Martha chuckled “Matt?! You’ve really let yourself go!”
Matt was confused and angry not aware he used to be successful and take care of himself.
“Martha you twisted freak I thought we escaped you!!”
Glaring Martha silenced her daughter and sealed up Matt’s mouth, materialized magic growth supplements in a trunk and then shot an awakening bolt at David. The defunct and broken lighting system repaired and kicked on illuminating the stage and darkening the force field muted “crowd” looking around bewildered and confused David couldn’t see anyone in the dark but could see his sister and some fat old man in a hooters waitress costume.
“Emily? What’s going on who’s that guy?! Why are you wearing that!”
Emily broke out a steamer trunk full fast acting HGH, Testosterone, and steroids.
“David you’re always talking’ down to me and like pushing me around but today that changes!”
Emily broke out one of the oversized syringes and injected it into her bellybutton exclaiming. “Awh yeah that’s the stuff!”
The lanky bookish college girl with a slight four pack rapidly healed began posing and flexing as her lanky awkward body began filling out with muscle mass and definition. David was appalled as his baby sister rapidly shaping up to a CrossFit athlete. David’s eyes burning with betrayal
“I warned you about doping with that shit! I said-“
The fake Emily snapping but maintaining her ruse and shot back in her slightly deeper accented voice.
“Awh shaddup David I’m sick of your grandstanding! I’m in charge now not you!”
Matt growing ever more confused looking on with horror with Dave as the Wisconsin nerd pulled out another syringe to buff herself up.
Moaning as Emily used the magic injector to inject muscle nectar into her body the wound rapidly healed. Posing her growing body in her bikini Dave began to visibly weep. Flexing her biceps as they surged to the size of softballs and her back expanded her midsection a noticeable six pack. Emily winced and scolded Dave for crying as she hit a most muscular pose chastising him as her voice cracked lower half an octave.
“Tough man bawling like a little bitch? Awh how precious..”
David tried choking back his tears “Emily why are you doing this?!”
Grabbing another syringe Martha willing her bikini smaller watched the bland beige posing bikini becoming a camo print thongkini that did little to hide her preexisting lazily trimmed pubic mound and happy trail “Easy dipshit power!”
Injecting herself again Emily’s moans cracked lower once again posing her aching growing body as her calves inflated to chiseled fibrous grapefruits and her quads pushed out in every direction her deflated b cups clinging limply on her widening pecs as they grew fuller, her biceps scraped the 14” mark as her acne worsened and her skin began darkening, little additional attention to little details would see her face slightly harden, her nose slightly broadened and her eyebrows seemed a little thicker.
Breaking from her side pose at a now towering 6’5” a few inches taller than David Emily said “What’s a matter big Dave, afraid of a powerful woman?” and waltzes up to David and cracked a demented smile causing her braces to glint in the lighting before licking his cheek tasting the tears on her tongue.
Chloe in disbelief said “Step away from my man bitch!”
Martha smiles knowingly and shushes her as her other hand begins traveling down to her moistened vagina. Emily cracked a knowing smile at the audience and dug around the steamer trunk.
“Ooh, gorilla pituitary gland extract!”
Hastily injecting herself Emily moaned as her skin deepened due to a dark bronzer appearing and voice deepened significantly. Stretching upwards again Emily poses her aching growing muscles as her legs become thick vascular trunks of power as her biceps swelled up to the 30” mark. Emily strutting around posing her growing muscles and taller body as it pushes past 7’ tall. Wrapped up in her own hubris as she struck a double bicep Dave was unsure if Emily was aware of or cared about the fact her armpits were rapidly growing dense auburn hair likewise her pubic mound had bulged out with dense bristles that further spilled out the sides, her forearms and shins were rapidly growing auburn hairs, her lower back and glutes had stubble and her face looked not just more androgynous but also more ape like as her thickened wild untamed eyebrows were adorned with a plate or bone. Pulling at the light chest hairs and rubbing her fuzzy buttcheeks Emily giggles in the octave range or a teen boy who has just started puberty. Running her thicker hands over her bloated fuzzy 8 pack the imposter Emily leered at her weeping terrified weakling brother. Effortlessly spinning the massage chair down and underneath her rippling concave hairy glutes and buried David’s face into her hairy butt as master Martha has telepathically commanded her to.
“Ya likin it now little Davey?!”
Martha watches Chloe struggle with her restraints and waves her hand causing Chloe to become skeletal and hooked up to an oxygen mask while simultaneously causing Dave’s brain chemistry to begin shifting with him beginning to get aroused at his roided sister. After Emily rubbed her musky butt in Dave’s face she cut a big fart and propped David’s massage chair upright for a good view. Ash still masquerading as Emily smirked at David’s awkward little boner and cracked her hairy knuckles with satisfaction saying “Don’t get too excited little boy the fun’s just begun!”
Emily was grinning mischievously when she pulled out another syringe this time glowing pink and a demonic looking sports drink with the label reading dumb jock juice: looking at it Emily shrugged, she was thirsty afterall.
Chugging the contents and crushing the bottle Emily’s brain began to warp into a tomboy bro dude who has genuine feelings of bigorexia. “Bro what the shit, I need more mass and gains this is fucking unacceptable!”
Feeling increasingly uncomfortable with arms this small Emily injected the viscous glowing pink ooze. Injecting it into her body she started sputtering and growling as her voice dropped to a baritone her already overly bulky body rapidly swelled once again as her jaw cracked to a lantern shape her trap muscles arched over her head as she smiled her braces glinting wildly as her biceps pushed themselves into permanent bends struggling to glance over her bloated 8 pack her clit was swelling through her sense pubic jungle. David wanted to look away but he couldn’t resist the temptation of his meaty sister. Emily sprouted thicker sideburns and a mustache as she awkwardly played with her pigtails.
Martha amused released Dave from his restraints to see what he would do. The sobbing man began manically slobbering on his sister’s toes and massaging her throbbing clit. All the while Chloe could only look on helplessly as David engaged in adulterous acts in front of her.