My butt fattens, growing to enormous new proportions. I can feel that
globs of cum are still dropping from my wet pussy. Its like I''m being
fucked by a ghost or something. I want it to continue. If this is how
good it feels now imagine when I orgasm! My bulging bosoms hang down
bellow me as I stand on all fours like an animal. They're touching the
floor they've grown so huge. A constant stream of milk comes from both
my nipples with the feeling that they're being sucked. I look up at
Madame Morphia. She motioning her hands controlling my every change,
every feeling! She squeezes with both hands and grins wide.
"I'm not done with you yet," she says, I just drool like baby unable
to speak from the pleasure, "You believe all men are interested in is
tits and ass. Perhaps your right!"
With that I feel my legs shrink until I can't feel them at all. The
corset I was wearing has melted away into something sticky, like lube
or cum and my body dissolves down between my four massive curves. It
feels like my torso is deflating. I feel the excess air shoot through
my bowels and rip out uncontrollably between my giant butt cheeks in a
loud, embarrassing fart! My face is hot and red with the humiliation
and ecstasy. This shouldn't be happening, it can't be real! How can
someone have so much control over my body and me have so little!
After the latest change I'm left staring upwards at the ceiling until
Morphia walks forward and stands above me, looking proud of what she's
done to me.
"Puh-please! Help me" I beg, wriggling my shrinking arms and head.
Morphia justs bursts into laughter.
"Theres nothing I can do! You must understand you did this to yourself
by letting your desires get the best of you and it seems you'll remain
that way as even now you can't control yourself," she was right, I
couldn't. I was jiggling my butt trying to rub my pussy against the
carpet or anything just to give me release!
"Even with so much T & A I doubt a man would find you attractive now
so you'll remain just another lost soul in my little corner of hell!"
She mocks. As she does so I can see theres something about her,
something evil. For a second I swear she has horns and red skin like a
demon then my thoughts return to myself. I desperately need human
contact, something to get me off! I can't stand the constant teasing!
Morphia leaves me alone in the room with my pleasure and torment....
Until...