As Belinda examined the doors, she noticed a less noticae door leading to a break room. Pleased by her own cleverness, she walked into the room she knew she shouldn't have payed attention to. As she opened the door, she noticed how ordinary the room was. For such a spectacular store, the staffs room was a bit underwhelming. She saw a bowl of milk choates sitting on a round table in the center of the sma room. She popped one into her mouth, eager to test the old mans patience. As she swallowed the bit of delectable candy, her breasts started to gurgle. She grasped her large boobs, massaging them to ease the bizzare feeling. However, she helped and relased when she felt her C-cups grow a size more to a healthy D. Suddenly aroused by the unexpected growth, Belinda decided she wanted to look better. A lot better. She grabbed the whole bowl and poured the chocolate down her throat. She eagerly anticipated the new growth, but nothing happened. She waited for 10 minutes, hoping to hear the assuring gurgle. And soon she did. A rumble as loud as thunder shook her sweating, quivering body. "Ughh, Yess," she moaned. Her breasts bulged outward, growing rapidly. The large rack swelled, breaking Belinda's bra and tight tank top. Soon the melons were the size of basketballs. She loved the idea of jiggling the massive mammaries around, enticing men and women alike to her delicious body. Her changes didn't end there, though. Her butt tightened and rounded up. Soon it was swelling like her breasts were, finally stopping at a point that shamed any other attractive ass. Hers was fat, round, and firm. Her skin darkened to a lovely tan. Her lips turned bright pink as the plumped to a sexy pout. Her hair grew to her ass and thikend to a beautiful luxurious mane. Her cloths fell off, revealing a body anyone, man or woman, would kill to have sweet hot sex with. A small bra grew over her shoulders and tried to contain her lactating breasts. A small white coat also appeared, covering very little of her upper half. The skirt that appeared over her privates was so revealing that a her vagina could clearly be seen if viewed from the right angle. She plucked a sucker from a jar on her way out and began to salivate all over the sweet sugary treat. The owner was waiting for her outside. "I'm glad you seem to be enjoying the candy, Candy." Belinda looked at the old man for a moment. "I like the name Candy. It sounds sweet, boss!" The old man smiled. "I can tell you want some private time. To to the lounge and do as you wish!" Candy went to the longe it prepared for an intense hour of self pleasure. She looked at her knew face in the mirror. "What am I?" She cried. "I'm a slut. A worthless horny slut." She felt the tears stream
Down her face as she clutched her dripping vagina and began to please herself.