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Chapter 54
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Roar of The Winning Punch
Cheese?
And Crackers
Thetis
I’d been operating at a low level of panic ever since I came to suspect that Brett had access to the app. It’d only gotten worse through the day, as the minutes turned to hours. I doubted very seriously that Mel hadn’t been able to track him down, and return to me. The possibility that she found him, and had somehow not been able to overcome him also seemed impossible. Yet as time stretched on, it was seeming more likely.
Locking Skyros down was rapidly becoming my only option to end this contagion before it started. What are the chances? The one man I allow into my city ever, and he has the app. Miranda, you have proven to be a disappointment.
My panic went into overdrive when I got word from Jasmine’s apartment. Somehow that man had gotten into her apartment and…
I threw the door open, and sure enough. The room smelled like sex, and Jasmine was laid out on the couch in a torn up shirt. She was rubbing her distended belly, just saying “He did something to the baby, he did something to the baby.”
Monster.
We rushed her to the hospital as fast as we could. Nothing could happen to her, she was too precious, to important to everything I was doing. If that man threw off my plans, and damaged the child, I wouldn't have any restraint when it came to punishing him.
She’d only been pregnant for a few weeks, and yet her stomach was terribly distended. Everyone was worried that something had gone wrong with the child. That it’s engineering had somehow caused this rapid growth. Concern was fresh and heavy all around the hospital.
Except for a single nurse who was milling around the room, checking monitors, and flipping through charts, as the doctors checked up on Jasmine. She was a peppy young lady, humming to herself as she went about the room. I was too worried, for Jasmine to full observe her. I was too redisent to question my environment to question her presence. If I had, I would have noticed her short latex dress. I would have questioned her highly stylized rainbow hair, the sweet scent that came off of her. I would have noticed the excitement dribbling down her legs, to her red ballet heels.
And yet.
I only truly got suspicious, when her giggling got closer to me. I turned my head to see what her issue was, and she was so suspiciously close to me that I had to take a step back. I wasn’t used to people getting so close to me, without my precious Mel to keep them away. “Can I… help you?” I stuttered, letting a brief moment of non-composure to crack through my being, as the full weirdness of this lady washed over me.
She giggled deliriously at me stepping closer. A line of drool dripped down her chin onto the floor. “You’re hot! Hehehe!” She lunged forward at me, bit my arm, and sunk her teeth in so deep blood started to flow into her mouth.
“Yooooooooow!” I cried out pushing the giggling demon off of me. Immediately half the room as on me, pulling me to safety, and the other half was restraining the giggling nurse who was trying desperately to masturbate her squirting naked vagina.
“Mi’lady, are you alright?”
“Uh.” I slipped out of their concerned grip, and looked at my arm already healed over. “My head is swimming?” I mumbled, feeling a weird kind of bubbling welling up from inside me. “I need some fresh air.” I stumbled out of the room.
“Mi’lady!”
My body felt like it was on fire, and everything was radiating from where that nurse had bit me. I’d be lying if I didn't say that my private parts in particular felt inflamed and in dire need of attention. “Mmm I need a cute you man to help me out.” I purred, right before I slammed my hand over my mouth. “I didn’t just say that.”
I checked around the hallway to see if anyone had heard me say it. I’d be ruined if I was heard saying something like that. Where had the thought even come from?
My nails caught my attention at that point, being so close to my face. They were growing… into long thick acrylics smothered in a bright red paint. I stared at them in fascination as they slowly moved forward. “No no no.” I whispered and ran for the nearest bathroom. Empty, thank goodness.
I checked my hands, my nails had finished growing at about a inch in length. Thick, bright and sexy. I could just imagine what they’d look like when I wrapped a man’s cock as I jerked him off… for some reason.
“Brett’s behind this.” I growled, and pulled out my phone. And saw something that chilled me to my core. My iPhone, which held the key to my universe had devolved into a clunky pink flip phone, that absolutely didn’t have the app on it. “What the…? It wasn’t just the phone either. My dress had started clinging to my legs, and was turning black, it wasn’t long before they were a tight pair of hot pants, hugging me like an angry snake. My sandals were bumping up by two or three inches, until all my weight was on my toes, and I was standing in a pair of bright red pumps. The upper half of my dressed became some gaudy looking leopard print jacket, that clung to a black camisole. My bra melted away from my breasts leaving me with no support at all, until I noticed that the cups were growing larger, and filling up my camisole, even when my breasts weren’t. “No no no no no no no.” I brought the flip phone open and started clanking my way through every option I had. The app had to be on here, it was magic! It could adapt to this.
Then I started feeling it. My beautiful body, special in almost no way, began to change. I could feel the threads of my hot pants strain and moan as my bottom inflated, and inflated, and inflated until I had a huge ass wobbling behind me. Much too big to be contained by those pants, so the top off my ass was just hanging out, letting everyone see my new leopard print thong, which thanks to my ridiculous backside was pulled tight up my vagina.
But of course that wouldn’t fulfill the male fantasy that was causing my distress oh no. My breasts, which were nothing special began to swell, and grow, and ripen before my very eyes. Stetch marks spider webbed across them as fat multiplied within my chest growing beyond anything my muscles could reasonably support at my age. The two giant milkers grew out from my chest, and sagged pathetically into my new giant bra which tightened, and supported my new assets so the top of my camisole was sporting some truly astonishing cleavage.
They were Grotesque. Not because they were womanly, or hyper feminine. But because they were creations that spawned from the mind of a man.
I looked at myself in the mirror, makeup was forming on my face by magic. Thick red lipstick, heavy eyeliner, and dreadful eyelashes long and think enough that I could generate a breeze just by flapping at them. “Oh yeah, just wait until those studs get a look at this.” My image blew a kiss at me.
“Shut up. Age with grace, don’t try to rekindle some spent youth by becoming a sexual predator of young men, who just want to use you as some sick trophy of virility.”
“You know what that’s code for? Mama hasn’t gotten a cock in too long.”
“You’re disgusting.”
“Translation: I need a cock in me right now.”
“Stop it! You’re not even real. You’re just some illusion created by the app.”
“Sarah, Sarah, Sarah. If i’m such an illusion, why are you squeezing your titties right now?”
I looked down, and sure enough both my hands were molesting and jostling my breasts. “I- I can’t stop.”
“Don’t worry Sarah. I just want to borrow your body for a little bit. Once Mommy gets a good dicking I’ll give it back. Maybe then you’ll loosen up a bit.”
“Nnno no no!” I tried to scream and shout and stop myself from reaching beneath my leopard thong, but I couldn't so much as slow down my needy fingers. Somehow I felt like I Was the Thetis in the mirror now.
“I wonder where sweet Bretty is, right now?”
“Closer than you’d think.”
At last Brett's Master Plan Revealed!
Step 1: Stuff Jasmine with Cheese and Bread
Step 2: Limit her vocabulary to "He did something to the baby."
Step 3: Hope Thetis goes to visit Jasmine in the hospital
Step 4: Activate Nurse Candy
Step 6: Have Nurse Candy Bite Thetis and turn her into a Were-Slut
Step 7 ???
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