An Unwanted Fetish

Karina sucks in a breath, and the look of surrender and lust washes over her face. You drink it in, feeling a buzz in your cock as it grows harder than it's been all day. That look, that expression, it's exactly what you needed. She makes eye contact and her bright purple irises dilate as her choice is made.

"I'd rather not want it, sir."

You smile. "You'd rather not want me to change you with a simple question? You don't want me to take who you are on a fundamental level and distort it?"

She stammers out "N-noo..." but you can see the effect your words have as her arousal, substantial as it was, triples. She closes her eyes and breathes deeply, a flush settling over her chest, the moisture between her legs now dripping down her thighs. She bites her lip and moans.

You stand back up and, taking her head in your hands again, push your cock back into her mouth. She's startled at first, but quickly gets right back to work. You get the sense that she's distracted by these new feelings and keep the pace yourself, thrusting in time with her head. Gradually, it becomes less a blow job and more a face-fuck, her mouth locked and her throat relaxed. You hadn't realized just how pent-up you were after everything that had happened, but now your body is venting some of that steam into this. For fuck's sake, you're so horny!

Deep inside, you feel your climax brewing, the roiling tempest of lust and power waiting to be released. It's not here yet, but you know that it's not far off. You gather Karina's hair and shove deep, holding for a count of five, then pulling her off you. She sits down panting, her knees red and her mouth sore, recovering her breath. You move forward and, taking her by the neck, push her back until she's lying on the dingy rug with you atop her, poised to enter her dripping pussy. You move your mouth to whisper into her ear.

"I'm going to change you now, and I want you to think long and hard about every question I ask. Understood?"

She nods as best she can with you holding her neck down. Her eyes are full of fear and arousal.

"Would you rather have large tits that suit you or massive tits that are clearly too big for you? And before you answer, know that I really want you to choose the bigger ones and it would be very nice of you to do that."

You feel her swallow under your hand and she mumbles out "Too big." Underneath you, her naked breasts swell and expand until, even pulled to the side by gravity, they press against your chest. You release her throat and take one of them in your hand, pressing into it and feeling the smooth skin around her nipples. You take the nipple between your fingers and squeeze, hard. Her eyes cross for a moment and she moans. You let go.

"Would you rather leave your tits as they are, or have them shrink back to their original size but be so sensitive, the slightest touch is enough to bring you to the edge of cumming?"

"I... I want them back to normal."

The shrinking only takes a few seconds, and Karina is left with her truly average chest again. Ever so gently, you brush a fingertip across her nipple and she explodes in orgasm, crying out and thrashing weakly. You make a second pass and she reacts again, piling on pleasure until her cries are a continuous wail. The carpet beneath you is soaked.

"Would you rather your tits grow in size or sensitivity the more aroused you are?"

"Oh fuck," she pants, "I don't think I could handle them being any more sensitive than this."

Her bust swells, slower this time, stopping about two-thirds of the way towards massive. You make eye contact with her again and see them bounce, growing a tiny bit larger just from that. Even after all that cumming, she's still hornier than she's ever been.