“I found these weird schematics and some glowing rocks in my grandfather's basement, so I created this remote…” You say to your wife and her friend, both of them waiting for the taxi to take them to their spa day.
They don’t even bother responding, neither of them looking up from their phone as they just nod their heads. You decide to not speculate on what the remote is capable of, or express your opinion about the ladies needing a spa to relax. You decide to solve both “problems” with one swift action, a fine solution to everyone’s needs.
“You know, I can probably just use this remote to make you guys relaxed, so you won’t even want to go to the spa!
My grandfather wrote that this thing will ease the mind…” You say confidently, pointing the remote at your wife as she placates your silliness.
“Of course, dear.” She replies, still looking at her phone as you click the main button on the remote.
Reality shakes momentarily as you’re forced to blink, and suddenly the two girls on the couch are in their underwear. You know they would be freaking out in most circumstances, but both of them just check their new lingerie with calm expressions.
“These outfits are pretty nice!” Your wife laughs, hands sliding down her thighs as you press the remote again.
Reality warps again as a lavender scent fills the room, and both women sigh with relaxation as their bras suddenly disappear. The jiggling breasts before you elicit a smile as Angela and her friend don’t even bother to cover up. Her friend Katja, seems excited to be nude so unexpectedly.
Your wife’s a bit confused as to why she’s nude in the living room, but she doesn’t really have any questions to ask as she looks around. She shivers as her nipples perk up, and katja looks at you with a look of pure desire.
The girls check out their bodies, pulling at their waistband straps before cupping their boobs and giggling. You’d never seen your wife be so carefree and frank with her body, mind now floating in the clouds as you chuckle and press the remote again. This time the girls’ panties disappear, and you laugh as they seductively sit with spread legs.
“So when's the cab coming to take you girls to the spa?” You ask, knowing you might cause some confusion as the girls gaze lovingly at you and stroke their inner thighs.
“Cab coming? Spa?” Katja asks hazily, eyelashes fluttering as distant bells ring in her mind.
“Nevermind that, you girls just relax here. I’m going to the store, you want anything?” You ask your wife, and receive a blank look as she licks her lips.
You laugh meekly and head out the door, excited to test your device on some more people and find out what it actually does. You don’t see anyone till you get to the store, a little disappointing as you’re really excited to try your new remote.
The first person you see is a girl, alone in the pet food section. You wait till she’s not looking, and blast her with your remote. You’re not sure exactly what it’ll do, but you decide to explore.
“Hi, I’m new around here…” You say, approaching the cute girl and extending a hand to shake.
She just smiles and shakes your hand, waiting for further introduction as you look into her eyes. You then see a sudden yearning rise inside her, a new discomfort that she can’t seem place. You just smile as she switches hands to shake, clearly confused as a growing need paws at her.
You laugh when she suddenly lowers herself, almost on her knees as you smell a pussy start to heat up.
Probably hers…
“What is happening??” She asks, flustered as her lips stay open with desire.
You smile sheepishly and press the remote again, undoing all the changes before the girl gets back up. She apologizes for her odd behavior and shuffles away, brushing past a busty redhead in a red flower dress.
“I saw what you did there, kid. I’m getting security, and having you investigated!” She shouts, insulting you before heading toward the kiosk.
No point in dealing with security, you could just adjust this woman’s perspective a bit…
You point the remote at her back, and change her mind as she walks away. She’s suddenly stopped in her tracks, probably no longer wanting to snitch to security. She turns back toward you, and laughs hysterically as she suddenly lets her tits out. You’re surprised to see pierced nipples, big, soft, and begging for your touch. You’re loyal to Angela though, and walk away from the delicious looking breasts.
“Where are you going, handsome?? I just need a quick squeeze!” The woman exclaims, chasing after you as you leave the aisle.
She pulls her dress back up over her bust, hoping to not get caught nude by security as she follows you down the office supplies aisle. Which was the wrong way to go, cuz there’s only one way out. You stop in front of a tall pallet and turn around, immediately triggering the woman to let her tits loose.
“Stop, please!! I have a loving girlfriend, she would be so sad if she knew I even touched you!” You beg, backing away from the giggling redhead as she approaches you.
Her breasts bounce and jiggle as she chews her gum, ignoring your pleas as her nipple piercings pull at her areolas. Then suddenly she gasps, and quickly pulls her dress back up while looking past you.
“Are you okay ma’am?” A teen behind you asks, having stepped out from behind the pallet in just the nick of time!
“Do you want to squeeze- and maybe even do a little more to these puppies?” The busty woman asks the now stammering teen, allowing you a chance to slip past her as she seduces the minimum wage worker.
You know there’s gotta be some type of connection between your desires and the remote, but you didn’t realize how powerful it is! You thought it could coax minds, or possibly bodies- but this is complete control!
You decide to no longer use the remote till you’re more confident in its true power, hoping to not get in a sticky situation like you just had. You stuff the anodized metal stick in your pocket, and resume shopping.
Toothpaste is next on the list, so you head to that aisle. Once there you smile and say hi to the small elderly woman, helping her reach for a hair clip off a high shelf upon request.
“Wow, you’d think I would know which toothpaste I wanted by now, but it’s so hard to choose! Do I want clean teeth, or white? Spear or peppermint??” You chuckle, making small talk with the nice woman after she thanks you.
“You’re like, so right!” You hear a sultry voice behind you, exactly where the old woman just was.
You turn around to see a girl with long hair, a thin waist, wide hips, and a giant ass! She’s in the same pink shirt and jeans as the elderly woman was, both way too small for her curvy figure.
“Thanks so much for that hair clip, sexy!” She giggles, pulling her pants down to reveal a tiny thing wedgied by her pillowy behind.
She pulls them back up, an understated task to say the least. She seems like a pro already though, thumbs expertly manipulating her bubble as she uses manicured fingers to slide the stretched waistband up to somehow rest loosely on her cinched waist.
You can only stammer, knowing your remote’s responsible somehow as you apologize to the jiggling bimbo. You stare at her shirt as she turns around, pink cotton ripped apart but tied back together by ribbons. You’re too busy thinking about whether she had a thong on before, not ready for her to just walk over and kiss you.
Your lack of preparation leaves you vulnerable to her tasty lips, and your tongue slips between them as she moans into your mouth. You then think about your girlfriend and try to push off the hourglass body in your grasp, but it just turns you on even more to feel her mountainous curves.
You get the remote out of your pocket, feeling buttons you never touched get pressed by your jeans. The woman vibrates your mouth and almost falls, convulsing orgasmically and grabbing at her crotch as you catch her. She grinds into your unintentionally throbbing bulge as you stand her upright, a new look of extreme lust in her eyes.
You quickly hit the button to reverse all changes, precum leaking into your boxers as you’re suddenly standing next to the elderly woman from before.
“Thanks so much for that hair clip, deary!” She says cheerfully, placing it in her basket before walking away.
You can’t even remember what you were doing in that aisle, your brain devoid of any blood as it all rushes through your manhood. You stroll around the store in a daze, unable to find anyone as you finally decide to give into your monstrous urges.
You finally see a man looking for vegetables, and pull out the remote. You’re pretty confident you can transform him, but you’re not really sure how it would. You press a few random buttons, and watch as the tall man reacts.
The first button immediately turns him into an androgynous woman, leaving you a slender template to form your dream girl. It’s easy to find the buttons to inflate her breasts, and there are several buttons to play with her bottom proportions. You even discover the clothes editor, and put the new slut in a tube top and mini skirt.
You give her long black hair, and plump lips that crave a man’s shaft. You widen her hips, and even tighten her pussy as her sex drive ramps up. She grabs a cucumber erotically and moans, unable to keep her desires internal as she looks around for a man.
You reveal yourself to a joyous laugh, and prepare to increase the-
“Hey! No sex in the store, you two!” A security guard suddenly shouts, surprising you as he comes down the aisle.
You grab your new friend’s hand, and take her away from the annoying security guard. He doesn’t follow you to the snack aisle, where you pull the remote out again and inflate the modest breasts before you. You change the sequin top to something more stretchy as the girl’s large nipples begin to show, and give her a new hairstyle as you change her mental pathways.
It doesn’t matter what her name was, because it’s Bambi now. You cuten her face past the point of being realistic, lips pursed like a cartoon as she bounces and jiggles the body you continue to treat like a balloon. She can barely think of anything to say, her pussy screaming for penetration as her swelling ass makes her pants fit worse and worse. You laugh as she pulls at her ill fitting waistband, too horny to stop yourself as Bambi’s puffy folds begin to show.
You grab her extravagant hips, and pull her in for a passionate kiss. The warmth of lust almost painfully hot you as you press your body into hers, holding your dream girl as she humps and grinds into you.
“I thought I told you no sex in the store!!” The security guard from before interrupts you, running over with a pair of zip tie handcuffs to detain you.
You just smile, pulling out your remote and pressing random buttons to discombobulate the large man. He’s faster than you expect though, reaching you before anything surreal happens and knocking the remote to the ground.
You can feel the stillness of reality, frozen for a moment as a grand explosion blasts you off your feet. You’re thrown back, body slamming into Bambi’s before… melting?
You look down to see her hands merging with yours, your ass sinking into her lap as you’re slowly submerged. Your vision fades before it turns dark, the last thing you feel is your mass just floating in the ether.
“I don’t know what the fuck happened to your friend, but you’re getting a ticket! You whore!!” The security guard yells, pushing you into a chair in the back of his office.
Hefty weights on your chest jiggle, and you feel delicate as your bare legs hit the cold metal chair. You don’t have to look down to know what happened, but you’re surprised to see the body you’re in. Your genes must’ve influenced and mixed with Bambi’s, turning you both into an oddly busty, but flat combo of the two of you.
You still feel the odd merging feeling from before, though it takes a backseat as you swallow your arousal. You try to stay quiet as the security guard berates you, but every time you swallow, your choker grips your neck and turns you on even more.
Soon you’re moaning completely against your will, trying to stop as the security guard yells. He then grabs your arm, and looks into your eyes menacingly.
“Now listen here, missy! This office is a professional work environment, and you will respe… Oh, I’m getting dizzy…
My hand fell asleep too, and your arm… Ahhhh shit!!!” He yells, making you look down too see your biceps absorbing his palm.
Even his shirt begins to gravitate toward you, the officer’s voice sounding like he’s falling down a hole as he cries out for help. Nobody hears him though, and you hold on to your frothing womanhood as you absorb the rotund man. Your soft body brims with overflowing mass, every fiber stretching and filling with more plush femininity as you’re forced to breathe like a mother giving birth.
By the time it’s over, the police officer’s gone and you feel a lot more dainty. Your back stands perfectly straight as your plump little butt sits atop the metal chair, smooth legs crossed as your deep blue mini dress shows a clear lack of panties. Your now heaving bosom pulls at your back, jiggling as you giggle in an unfamiliar affect.
Was that security guard from Asia?
If he was you didn’t notice, but now that you try to think of his face you feel a new tingle between your legs. Your nipples rub against your silky dress as they grow erect atop your jostling breasts, and you swallow the mouthwatering drool before it can drip down into your moist lap. Never in your life have you felt so ravenous, and you don’t care about the size, sex, or shape of the person- you just need to fuck!!
Without a word you get up, brush yourself off, and happily prance to the exit. It feels like there’s something you should be worried about, or at the very least concerned as you walk home in shiny high heels…
Your mind just spins in airy circles as you try to conjure a coherent memory, but all you can do is imagine someone spreading your legs wide and-
“Mmmmmm…” You involuntarily moan under your breath, hoping the mom you just passed doesn’t hear that or the squishing of your moist folds.
Only a few guys catcall you, but they all think you’re joking when you actually proposition some quick sex.
“I don’t wanna get arrested or nothing, bitch!” One short guy yells, running away as you roll your almond shaped eyes.
You get home expecting an empty house, struggling to remember if you have a roommate, or what your deal is…
Hopefully a boyfriend…
You bite your bottom lip and close your eyes, hoping to smell the musky scent of a man as you open the door. Instead the sweet smell of pussy fills your nostrils, and you’re honestly not too disappointed. You walk into the living room to see two women on the couch, and you can’t help feeling like they’re kinda familiar…
“Ungh, fuck… Did you- did you bring us a guy to maybe help relieve us? Wait, who are you??” The blonde woman asks, bent over the couch as she vigorously rubs her pussy next to a split legged brunette.
“I don’t have a guy…” You trail off as you lick your lips, “But you two look delicious!”
You giggle as the girls ask what you mean, and you answer their question by diving headfirst into the blondie’s presented folds. She doesn’t see you coming, and squeals in surprised delight as the brunette plays with your sensitive tits. Your hand massages her clitoris as she pinches your nipples, and the blonde’s euphoric cries of orgasm fill the room as you attempt to inhale every last drop of moisture in her pussy.
Home sweet home!