A young woman who wants to work at Hideki

Kazumi didn't join you, though you knew she was watching the situation anyway. Instead she'd decided to leave Safiya's personal space and go back to Hideki for a bit; there were a few researchers there who'd be receptive to having some fun with her, with at most a little mental prodding necessary to get past any **** they might have about eating Kazumi's snatch five minutes after being propositioned.

You left her to it. She wasn't about to do anything you wouldn't do, after all.

"Don't worry about me, Juno," her telepathic voice said. "You got this. Just remember, if you slip up, if you lose control a bit, it's fine. Safiya picked everyone here to be open to everything, no matter what."

"I know. I still scare myself, though," you replied, the conversation taking place effectively instantaneously. The woman you'd beckoned over, cum dribbling out of her pussy and ass from the double-teaming and ludicrous overstuffing she'd been enjoying not five minutes prior, Safiya's magic having dramatically enhanced everyone's sexual capabilities, had only barely begun to open her mouth to answer your question. "What if Safiya got one of them wrong?"

"She didn't," Kazumi reassured you. "I double-checked all of them myself. You could turn her into Hideki's new line of marketable plushies and she'd love it."

"Where'd you get that idea from, I wonder."

Kazumi giggled. "Just go on and make her absolutely ripped with huge boobs and a fat ass. Nice long tongue, too, really dextrous, I know you liked that. And if you're really feeling bold, you could try giving her a thick, veiny--"

You cut your girlfriend off. "I only enjoyed that because it was you, Kazumi," you reminded her. "But you can try it with anyone who's open to it, of course."

Kazumi sent back a mental image of her body shrugging; she'd altered her physical form again so that the simple motion made it move in a way that spiked your arousal. Not that you needed much help getting aroused by anything Kazumi did. "You got this," she repeated.

You let yourself have one last mental glimpse of Kazumi wrapping herself in a shamelessly erotic parody of appropriate lab attire before refocusing yourself on the woman in front of you.

"I'm Beatrice," she said. You patted a space on the mattress, which you'd restored to its proper form a bit belatedly. "And you must be Juno?"

Safiya had given everyone a superficial overview of what she'd done, just enough to keep them from freaking out either over where they were or why they were all suddenly so horny.

"Juno Ternion," you confirmed, nodding. "And don't worry about the sheets," you added as Beatrice proved **** to sit.

"It's not the sheets," she said. "I, uh, just don't like sitting on wet surfaces, even if it's me getting them wet." She looked a little embarrassed and you refrained from examining that any further. "Plus, well, I like feeling stuffed with jizz like this."

You nodded, and with a twitch of your finger all the semen that had leaked out of Beatrice flew back into her, after which you created plugs in both her holes.

"Beatrice. That's a pretty name for a pretty woman."

She blushed, but finally sat down.

"Pretty" was underselling her, though. "Smoking hot" might have been better, with long, silky hair, light makeup that accentuated her facial features, most notably her plump lips, massive--by ordinary human standards, anyway--natural breasts, and a wonderfully jiggly ass that she obviously loved having spanked during sex, if the barely faded handmarks on it were any indication, all atop a deliciously long pair of legs that almost made her tall enough to rest her head in your cleavage if you were both standing. Her muscles were lightly toned as well, the patterns indicating that she focused on particular types of exercise.

Her blush helped the "pretty" angle, though.

"Thanks," she said, obviously flustered by the compliment from someone who made her incredibly turned on despite having just been brought to multiple screaming orgasms, given how stiff her nipples were. "So, uh, what did you want to know about me?"

"Whatever you're comfortable telling me," you replied.

Another part of the magic Safiya had put in place made people trust others there almost without question, and in turn enhanced everyone's respect for the others so that nobody would go blabbing about what went on or what they'd learned.

"Well, I'm a grad student at Spiral University, bioengineering. I've done work-placement internships at Yabusa and Shaw, though I was never accepted for one at Hideki. That was disappointing; there've been rumours that they're working on sapient biopolymers and nanotech, and that's exactly what I've been wanting to do."

You nodded. "I've been at Hideki for a little while now. They're very selective about their internships, though frankly, you're probably lucky you didn't get one." That horny fuck Brooks would not have been able to keep his hands off of Beatrice, especially given how **** student interns could be. You had to suppress a flash of rage as your mind conjured an alternate timeline in which Beatrice was called into his office multiple times every week so he could fuck her tits. There was no need to punish him further for his misdeeds in hypothetical alternate universes.

"Really?" Beatrice asked. "If those rumours are true, they're doing exactly what I want to do. I might not have been let near most of it--I'd also heard it was a military project and they keep that locked down--but even with what I would've been able to see, despite whatever NDAs I might have had to sign, it still would've been enlightening."

"Really," you replied, conveying through your tone that the topic was best not pursued.

"Well, hopefully I can get a job there once I graduate, then," she said. "Though..." She trailed off, but this time you could tell it wasn't something she was unwilling to talk about unless ****.

"Though what?" you prodded.

"I'm not sure if Hideki would want someone with what else I've done. Companies have images to maintain, after all."

"Well, nothing you tell me will get back to the ears of the higher-ups there." You declined to mention that you were one of the higher-ups, never mind that the Board weren't willing to let what, so far as they knew, was the fusion of their greatest research successes go, which even setting aside your absolute omnipotence meant that you could get them to agree to pretty much any demand you made. "I can promise you that anything you tell me will stay between us."

"It's not exactly a secret, as such," Beatrice said. "Any halfway competent hiring manager would find it pretty quickly with a cursory search. I've never made any real effort to hide that Beatrice Booth is the real name of Betty Boobs, after all."

"Betty Boobs?" you prompted. You could have looked it up for yourself--Kazumi cut in with a mental giggle at what you were no doubt about to discover--but you decided to let Beatrice say whatever she felt comfortable telling you.

"I've never been ashamed of my body," she said, hefting her huge breasts. Not that they needed much hefting; between her toned musculature and the effect of Safiya's sexually charged magic enhancing everyone's attractiveness they were sitting firmly on her chest with only a little sag. "I made the decision to embrace my sexuality when I started my undergrad. I know I'm hot and I wanted to show it off, so it was low-cut midriff-baring tank tops around campus--thank fuck for Spiral's moderate climate--bolero jackets, short skirts, stockings and heels. Started selling pictures online my second semester there, lingerie selfies, topless, nude. Plenty of sexy cosplay as well, of course, once I found a good tailor who wanted to work with someone with my proportions. One night, summer after second year, a friend and I got a bit drunk and we filmed ourselves eating each other's cunts. After we sobered up we decided to post it, and so I've been doing amateur self-made porn since then. Got a fair few friends willing to appear on camera with me. Plus I do a few nights a week at a strip club that doesn't mind when I get a little more raunchy than most of their performers." She ran a finger over her vulva to illustrate the point.

"I can't imagine the university administrators were all that pleased about it."

"They weren't, but it was all consensual and there were no rules against it. Not much they could do to change it, either, given that law that went into place a while ago sharply restricting the application of morality clauses."

You nodded. It had its positives and negatives. It was part of why Brooks hadn't been kicked out of Hideki even though his behaviour hadn't exactly been stellar for years, even setting aside his **** you, but it seemed Beatrice's experience with it had been very different.

"Now that I'm looking at actually going into the workforce, though," the woman continued, "I admit I'm regretting it a little. A student internship's one thing, a full-time position's another. Is Hideki really going to want a porn star on staff, however qualified she might be?"

You shrugged, deciding you were comfortable revealing your cover story, at least. "Well, maybe that would've been true even just a little while ago, but the corporate culture's changing, at least at Hideki. I doubt the Board will find it in themselves to complain about me bringing on a porn star, if they even find out about that, given how I go about when I'm there." You let your too-small lab coat and absurdly skimpy bikini flash onto your body for a moment, just enough for Beatrice to get a look at it, before returning to total nudity. "Director of Hideki Labs, Juno Ternion."

Beatrice narrowed her eyes after getting over her surprise. "I thought you said you wouldn't tell the higher-ups. You didn't say you were one of the higher-ups."

"And I won't. This is entirely between you and me." You shrugged. "HR and the Board won't object to me hiring anyone I want, so long as they're not grossly unqualified. The sapient biopolymers project--yes, it's real, though the nanotech one's been paused indefinitely--is poised to be their next big cash cow and they know they need me on it. Right now we're working on medical applications, but there's no reason the same principles can't be applied to other ends."

"Other ends like what?" Beatrice's trepidation at having found herself talking with her possible future boss while both of you were naked and sitting on a bed together was entirely overcome by her eagerness to learn about what you had in mind for potential applications of the project.

"Well, imagine if we could just make cosmetic surgery obsolete. No need to go under a surgeon's knife. Just give a willing biopolymer the proper instructions, slap it on, and you could have a facelift done in an hour. Pretty straightforward extrapolation from replacing facial reconstruction surgery."

Beatrice nodded.

"How about breast cancer? We're working on a polymer that can selectively eliminate cancerous cells and stimulate the growth of healthy ones to avoid any outward changes in appearance. No need for a double mastectomy and implants. But there's no reason that couldn't be altered. It could just be directed to remove a certain percentage of cells, for anyone who wants a reduction, or stimulate the growth of new ones, for anyone who wants an enhancement, all without impairing the usual functions of the organ."

"Some people do want them fake," Beatrice pointed out.

"Then we can work on adapting the procedure." You shrugged. "It could probably even stimulate the development of entirely new features, and we can hopefully get the efficiency way up. Imagine, one day, you walk into a doctor's office, slap on a Hideki patch, and five minutes later you're walking out with an extra pair of arms, all hooked up and muscle memory in place so it's like you've always had them."

"Fully reversible?" Beatrice mused.

"I wouldn't sign off on releasing any of the cosmetic ones unless our testing showed that it was fully reversible," you confirmed. "Don't like it, you can get rid of it, all you'll have is the memories. I'm not about to go messing with people's minds that way."

Beatrice nodded. "I'd like that. Whenever I do cosplay I invariably get comments telling me that my boobs are too big and my ass is too fat to portray the character properly." She giggled. "I'd do side-by-side images of me with shrunken assets looking decidedly unsexy next to my real body looking hot. Plus there's the questions about how much my back hurts, and the hate for being toned, which I've done in part so that my back won't hurt!"

"Milky jugs slosh slosh," Kazumi added telepathically, sending you an image of an old meme.

You pointedly ignored what she was doing. It wasn't anything you actively disapproved of, since your failsafe hadn't cut off her powers.

"But for yourself," you continued, "what changes would you want, if any? Not just what you'd do temporarily."

"For myself? It feels awkward to say this if you're going to be my boss in future, but, well, you're basically my walking wet dream, Juno." Beatrice gave a shrug of her own. "You're hot, you show it off, you're unashamed about it. If I could slap on a 'Juno Ternion's doppelgänger' patch right now I'd do it. Well, actually, maybe I'd want to be a little bigger. Not taller, though."

"You sure know how to pick 'em, Juno," Kazumi sent. "You turning everyone into a big-muscle, big-boob, big-butt fetishist?"

You scanned the room mentally and sent back images of others there with their ideal body types. "Petite, shortstack, painfully average, beanpole, effeminate, conventionally handsome."

"So you just happened to pick the one person who already looks kinda like you and wants to be even more like you."

When you didn't reply to that, Kazumi added, "Maybe your subconscious knew you needed the validation."

"Also," Beatrice added, "and maybe this would get me fired, but sitting here's made me feel really horny again, so would you please grope my boobs? I cum pretty easily from nipple play, and I can tell you've been wanting to."

You scanned the last few minutes of history to notice that, in fact, your hands had been regularly twitching toward Beatrice's bust, then moving back, while Beatrice had been growing frustrated that you weren't just feeling her up.

"You're okay with that?"

"I just had my boyfriend pounding my ass while a complete stranger dumped impossibly large loads of cum in my pussy with barely a hello," Beatrice pointed out. "I've had my face in at least a dozen women's pussies on camera, each on multiple occasions. A little bit of groping from a pretty woman is hardly anything I'm averse to. But thank you for asking."

Beatrice shuddered in orgasm and relaxed a little as you let your hands start to feel her up.

"So would you like to try it now?" you asked.

"Try what now?"

"Bigger, taller, bustier, all of that."

"I thought those were just in the planning stages."

You pinched her nipples. "This place isn't exactly normal, as you can probably tell. We can... experiment a little more here." You reminded yourself that Beatrice had been selected because she was open to being toyed with by you, and so just started making her breasts larger without asking further. Reality was rewritten as new matter was created from nothing to adhere to the new order of existence that Beatrice had larger boobs. You didn't need to do anything more than that; you were reality, so you dictated how it would be, and the rest of it caught up afterward.

"Mmm," Beatrice sighed, looking down at her swelling bust. "That feels good. This going to be what the patches are like?"

"Probably have varying effects and durations. Some people will want it fast, others will want it slow. Some people will treat it as a routine procedure, others would probably want to get comfy and jill off to the sensations. We should be able to code all that in."

"Sounds like whoever'll get to test those things will have some fun."

"Whoever'll get to test those things will be taking a pretty big risk. It's going to be a pain to get approval for human trials, and even more to find volunteers willing to risk imperfect and irreversible transformations."

"Pfft. Just go on any fetish message board," Kazumi said.

Beatrice reached up and put a hand on yours when her breasts were mildly, but noticeably, larger than yours by volume. "Well, this is big enough for me." You obligingly stopped her growth and reality settled back into place around your new demands for it. Her bust was right on the edge of what you considered too big.

You repeated the procedure with the rest of her body, taking care to ensure she got plenty of pleasure not just from the growth but also your manual ministrations. When you were done, she could in fact look you straight in the eye, her body being a near-perfect copy of yours except for being a bit bigger in all the most arousing proportions.

As Beatrice felt herself up, you said, "What about your boyfriend? Want anything for him?"

"Isn't that a question he should be answering? You didn't ask him what he wanted for me, yeah?"

"I just chose you at random," you said, shrugging.

"Well, ask him first, and then if we want anything more done, we can fine-tune afterward. Though his dick's pretty big, so I really wish I didn't have a gag reflex."

"The gag reflex is pretty important," you pointed out. "I'm sure it would be a popular transformation, though, so we'll have to figure out a way to have it distinguish between deepthroating and everything else." Of course, that was literally no challenge at all for you, so you selectively removed Beatrice's gag reflex. You had to admit, even though you weren't willing to let anyone other than Kazumi fuck your face, it had been nicer when she'd been using bigger things to do it.

Kazumi being bigger was nicer generally, upon further reflection.

Not that you didn't also want to be bigger sometimes.

Beatrice moved her mouth around a little bit. "Mind making my tongue longer, too? And then I want to try giving my boyfriend head while you chat with him."

You made the requested change and Beatrice waved an attractive man about her age over. With everyone's sexual inhibitions being largely suppressed, Beatrice wasted no time in leaning over and taking all nine inches of his hard cock into her mouth.

"I'm Juno, Juno Ternion," you said by way of introduction. "Probably going to be Beatrice's new boss in a day or two." Your hands moved to her pussy and anus as her boyfriend reached under her to play with her expanded boobs.

"Nick," he replied, moaning lightly as Beatrice worked her tongue around his shaft and took his scrotum into her mouth as well. "Doing materials science at Spiral."

You nodded. "You're hired as well, if you want it."

Nick raised his eyebrows. "Just like that?"

"Just like that. If nothing else, Beatrice's new body is going to have her being pretty aroused all the time"--gone unstated was that everyone who had been brought into Safiya's personal demesne was going to be left with a substantial permanent boost to their libido and sexual sensitivity, simply as a side effect of the underlying nature of the space--"so having her boyfriend around to fuck her whenever she needs it would be useful. I'd gladly eat her pussy whenever she asks, so long as she eats me out too, but that's just a casual we're-both-horny thing."

"You're saying you'd pay me to plow my girlfriend on the clock," Nick replied.

"And help analyse some of our products, especially ones oriented toward a masculine demographic."

"If Beatrice gets to fuck you, would that extend to anyone on staff?" he asked.

You shook your head. "I'm not one for cock, though I'll never pass up a good pussy-eating or rimming, or having my boobs sucked or played with. But anyone else on staff, if they want it, I won't object. Though you should probably have a conversation with your girlfriend about that."

"We've been doing plenty of pornos with each other and our friends," he pointed out. "We've settled on an open relationship, and we're both pan."

"Mmm, can't wait to get my hands on his cute ass," Kazumi remarked.

"Will it take the edge off what you want to do with my ass?"

"Of course not." Kazumi's mental voice giggled and you sent back an image of yourself rolling your eyes, along with an assurance of perfect, unquestioning, unending love, just so Kazumi would know that she was still free to use your ass however she pleased.

You nodded in acknowledgement. How Beatrice and Nick handled their relationship was up to them, after all. "So, you can see that Beatrice has undergone some changes, and I was wondering what you might like in the same vein."

Nick thought for a moment. "Any limits on what I can ask for?" The magic of the space left him unsurprised about his girlfriend's transformation.

"Yes, but I'll tell you if you've asked for too much. No judgment."

"Well, and maybe this'll sound like a typical horny dude, but I do wish I had a bigger dick. Except that Bea already has trouble sometimes fitting mine in all the way, though right now that probably wouldn't be much of an issue."

Beatrice gave her boyfriend a swat, the sort that said 'I cursorily object whenever you use that diminutive but I also find it cute and endearing so I'm not really that mad.'

"How big are you thinking?" you asked.

"Realistic, or fetish?" he asked in turn.

"You think I'm not at least somewhat familiar with fetish stuff?" you pointed out, wiggling your own overgrown body. Kazumi might be the expert but she'd given you plenty of personal demonstrations.

Nick chuckled. "Maybe... this long?" he said, holding up a leg to indicate its length.

"Literal third leg? You're right, that would have trouble fitting." Beatrice's eyes bulged but she continued sucking even as Nick blew a load down her gullet and stayed hard.

"Well, you did ask for the fetish size," Nick pointed out.

This time, you contacted Kazumi. "I'll admit, I kinda just lost myself in the pleasure of being your toy. Didn't actively pay attention."

"Just slap on an enchantment that makes it fit any hole it's stuck in. If you're not willing to consider ears and nostrils, limit it to mouth, pussy and ass. Maybe nipples, too," she suggested. "And yeah, I know, it's not really an enchantment because what you do isn't really magic. Pedantic distinction."

"Did you shove something in my nipples, Zumi?"

"You can rewatch those events for yourself if you want," she teased. "But I will say that your holes got real big on the inside and I stuffed you really, really full."

"Still, if that's what you want, we can do it." Beatrice's eyes bulged even further. "But with a condition. If you're gonna fuck someone with it, you can't just say 'don't worry, it'll fit'. You have to explain that it will make them temporarily larger on the inside and that they'll feel completely full of your cock. Explain that however you like, magic, enchantment, whatever. I can promise you they won't dismiss you out of hand and they will believe you. But some people might be uncomfortable with the thought of your dick resizing their innards, and you're going to have to respect that."

Nick nodded. "As long as Beatrice is okay with it. Oh, and of course I'd like matching balls as well."

You gave a lopsided grin. "Given that she's currently got her face in your crotch and shows no signs of wanting to extricate herself, I wouldn't have grown you until she assents."

The huge young woman gave a thumbs up and an eager, if limited, nod, so you obliged the couple and gave Nick a shaft that came straight out of kink content.

Beatrice's eyes bulged in a much more pleasant way as her mouth and throat expanded to accommodate her boyfriend's new endowments.

"Anything else?" you asked.

"Well, I'd also like to be tall and muscular, like both of you. A little taller than Bea. Also, make us equally strong. I enjoy being pinned down by her as much as she enjoys being pinned down by me." Nick put a casual hand on his girlfriend's head and Beatrice mimed failing to push it away. Biological functions like breathing simply weren't necessary so long as you were inside Safiya's space, and the magic had permanently altered everyone there to render them unnecessary going forward, too, should any of them choose to leave, even for good.

Nick's size grew to match yours, more or less, his muscles becoming very defined.

"I don't just want to take his cute ass, I want him to bend me over a table and plow my fat one, too," Kazumi noted.

"Don't go underselling the cuteness of your own butt."

"And I'd like to have four arms," Nick added.

"Any particular reason why?" Not that it mattered; after all, you'd already told Beatrice that you intended to have extra arms as a standard transformation on offer, once you got that line of business going.

"Well, so that I can have Beatrice in my lap, maybe fucking her ass, and not have to choose between her tits and her cunt," Nick said with a chuckle.

You joined the chuckle, and granted the request.

"Did you mean what you said about having your boobs played with?" he asked further, clearly having intuited that you were gay, and that you'd probably had at least one bad sexual experience with another man.

"I meant what I said." And if it turned out you didn't, you'd just rewrite history anyway and know better going forward.

Nick scooted closer to you and carefully put his two free arms around your body, lightly touching your breasts and tweaking your nipples. When you didn't object, and even relaxed into it a little, his caresses became firmer, more certain, his pinches harder, and your first orgasm from it came quickly enough.

"Care to guess how many pornos those two have done where he plays with her boobs and she jerks his cock between her thighs?" Kazumi asked. "And how often they get other friends involved."

"Enough for him to be really good at figuring out where the most sensitive spots on a woman's tits are, obviously," you replied as Nick brought your exquisitely sensitive body to a fifth orgasm just from breast play.

You weren't about to take Nick's cock in your holes. That was a line you wouldn't cross. But he clearly cared more about his partners' comfort and pleasure than his own, and he knew how to give them as much pleasure as he could.

You stopped bothering to count the orgasms he gave you after about twelve, so it wasn't until some time later when Beatrice came up for air she didn't need and Nick very eagerly went muff-diving that you rose up enough out of your orgasmic haze to ask, "So, when can we do the porno where you two take turns eating your boss's twat?"