As the last few executives shuffled in Dave wrote out the new form of his first test subject. “The first
person to stand will become an incredibly sexy woman with E-cup breasts. She will find men staring at her
breasts to be extremely arousing, as such she will display them to their fullest at all times; despite their
size they support themselves with only enough sag to show they aren’t fake, because of this she doesn’t need
to wear a bra and so generally doesn’t. Her breasts will also be extremely sensitive, so much so that a few
squeezes will cause her to orgasm. This person will be named Milky Titze and will work as my secretary.”
Happy with his handy work Dave waited for someone to stand. It didn’t take long; as soon as everyone was
seated a balding, middle aged man, whose name was Sam Daniels according the name plate in front of him, stood
and began his dry speech about stock prices. A soon as he started the fat hanging over his belt began to
migrate upwards, before too long a pair of breasts had begun to take shape. His hair began to return and grow;
it turned from its previous dull brown to a deep shade of red and continued to fall down his shoulders until
it reached his mid back. His breasts increased to a large B-cup and a fat pair of erect nipples began to show
through his shirt; at the same time his waist was pulled inwards and his hips expanded outwards giving him a
nice hourglass figure. Daniels’ tits had grown to be a small D-cup and straining against his shirt by the time
his arm hair receded and disappeared; along with his arms and hands shrinking and taking on a more feminine
form. He began to shrink as his legs followed suit and soon he stood a whole foot shorter than before in shoes
three sizes too big. The look on Daniels face changed to one of pleasure as his cock and balls retracted
inside him and formed her new vagina and other reproductive organs; her shirt finally lost its battle as her
now huge tits reached their full size of a large E-cup, buttons flew everywhere as it tore open letting the
newly formed melons hang free jiggling slightly as she continued on with her speech. Finally Milky was
complete as her face warped into one of not so much beauty, but it could definitely be described as the cutest
face Dave had ever seen and perfectly framed by her new red hair.
With her physical transformation over Milky’s ruined and oversized clothes sprang to life. Her shredded shirt
knitted itself back together in a form more appropriate for its owner’s new body; when it was done Milky was
wearing a white blouse with a frilly neckline that revealed as much of her huge bust as possible while still
containing it, with the remainder being partly visible through the semi-translucent material. Her trouser legs
fused together and shrank upwards leaving a short skirt that only just covered what it was intended to.
Milky’s boxers had fallen halfway down her now perfectly smooth legs but quickly became a pair of pink silk
panties and shot into position gently cradling her newly acquired sex. Finally Milky’s oversized shoes shrank
to properly accommodate her new daintier feet, and became a pair of very tall high heels that forced her to
trust out her chest even more when she stood.
With the changes and speech complete Milky sat down and began to take the meeting minutes as her secretary
mind set asserted itself. Dave ogled her tits for a while partly to see if all the changes had been successful
and partly because he was a straight male with the gift of sight and a hot woman with a huge rack sitting
across from him. It didn’t take long for Milky to notice and quickly turned a shade of red as a look of
pleasure over took her; when Dave didn’t look away she turned an even deeper shade of red and slipped a hand
beneath her skirt. Deciding that she had endured enough for now Dave turned back to the current speaker and
left Milky to her masturbation; Dave could see that messing with her was definitely going to be fun.