Back to The Slow Burn

Bunny and Chelsea strutted their way out of the Spencer’s, leaving the young man feeling both humiliated and irresponsible in front of his still snickering friends.

“Oh, my, Gawd! Can you, like, believe those guys!? That meanie was so rude for not giving you what you wanted…!” Bunny spoke, still adorned in her overtly sexual schoolgirl outfit. Every step seemed to make her skirt bounce up, giving even more of an already exposed view of her ass and pussy.

Chelsea nodded along in agreement, her head bobbing up and down, though she was only paying half attention, mindlessly licking her lips. “Yeah, he was kinda rude, but I don’t mind, his dick still tasted good~!” She said with a satisfied look on her face. “But I still kinda wanna get fucked by some boys…”

Bunny tilted her head, her fake glasses slipping down her nose. “Aww, don’t be sad, bestie! We’ll find you a cock!” The wishbone pulsed in her hand as she thought, or at least, tried to. “Ooooh, what about that place you work? The Slow Burn? Isn’t there, like, a guy there?”

Chelsea’s eyes lit up. “Oh my gawd, yes! Zeke! He’s, like, this guy who works with me! He’s kinda cute but, like, super boring. Let’s go have fun with him!” She grabbed Bunny’s arm, tugging her along, and Bunny giggled as her tiny skirt flipped up, flashing the mall crowd.

The trio strutted back to The Slow Burn, the clubwear shop now a mess of scattered clothes from their earlier rampage. Bunny’s heels clicked against the floor, the sound accenting the sway of her hips, her schoolgirl outfit riding up higher with every step. She caught her reflection in a mirror and paused, admiring herself. “Oh my god, Chels, look at me! This skirt’s so tiny, you can totally see my pussy! And these glasses? I look like the smartest slut ever!” She pinched her nipples through the fabric, giggling as they tingled with pleasure.

“You are so, totally fuckable!” Chelsea cooed, clapping like an excited little girl. “Everyone’s gonna want you!”

They pushed through the door, and there was Zeke average height, average build, with short brown hair and a plain black T-shirt, standing before the massive mess around the fitting room with wide eyes. He looked up, startled, as the bimbos burst in, Officer Hunky looming behind them. “Uh… Chelsea? Is… is that you…?” He stared dumbfounded at the giggling slut who only half-resembled his coworker. “What the hell…? I just got back from my break! Where’s your uniform? And who’s…?” His eyes widened at Bunny, lingering on her practically non-existent outfit, and the way her tits strained her schoolgirl crop top.

“Hi, Zeke!” Chelsea chirped, bouncing over to him. “We’re here to have fun with you!”

Bunny giggled and held up the wishbone, its heat pulsing in her palm. “Chels, you should totally play with it! Make Zeke all fun and horny like us!” She thrust the bone into Chelsea’s hands, her body bouncing excitedly as she did.

Chelsea clutched the wishbone, her doe eyes sparkling as she turned to Zeke and thought to herself. “Ooooh, yay! Okay, Zeke, you’re gonna be, like, a total pervert with a footlong cock! I don’t wanna wait for you to get horny, so you should always be hard! I want you to be always ready to fuck me whenever I want!” The bone throbbed vigorously, warming her hand as the wish took hold.

Zeke’s expression shifted from confusion to pure, slack-jawed shock. “Wh-what the fuck are you talking about…?” His body shuddered as it transformed. His jeans strained painfully as his cock surged outward, growing to a ridiculous footlong length, thick and veiny, standing rigid and unyielding. His eyes glazed over as his mind was reconstructed with a strong, perverse hunger, his hands twitching toward his new endowment. “Fuck… Chelsea… m-my cock… gotta… nnf~… fuck…” he mumbled as he slipped down his pants, his mind now an ongoing loop of horny, perverted thoughts.

“Yay!” Chelsea squealed, giggling as Zeke’s cock bobbed in front of her. “Look, Bunny, he’s perfect now!” She bent forward, wiggling her ass and slipping her microkini to the side. “Fuck me, Zeke! Right now!”

Zeke lunged at her with animalistic need, grabbing her hips and plunging his massive, ever-hard cock into her dripping slit. Chelsea moaned loudly, her body rocking as he pounded her, the wet slaps of flesh filling the store. “Oh my gawd, yes! Yes! Fuck meeee!”

Bunny giggled, twirling in her schoolgirl outfit, the skirt fluttering up to show off her pussy again. “He’s, like, so into you, Chelsea! This is the best!” She adjusted her glasses, feeling extra horny, and didn’t notice Chelsea’s grip tighten on the wishbone as she got lost in her ecstasy.

“Fuck, Bunny, you’re so hot in that outfit!” Chelsea gasped between thrusts, the bone pulsing in her hand. “I wish you were, like, even sluttier… T-tits so big you can’t even walk straight, and a pussy that’s always wet and begging for cock!”

The wishbone flared, and Bunny yelped as her body shifted. Her already massive tits ballooned further, stretching the crop top until it snapped, the fabric tearing away to reveal her now beachball-sized breasts. She stumbled, her balance thrown off by the weight, and her glasses fell to the floor as she dropped to her knees from the sudden heat between her thighs. Her pussy throbbed, dripping wet, a constant ache of need pulsing through her. “Oh my gawd, Chels! What’d you dooo?” she whined, her voice higher and breathier, her hands cupping her enormous tits as she moaned loudly.

Chelsea blinked, barely able to concentrate as she was still impaled on Zeke’s relentless cock, then giggled. “Oopsie! I forgot I had the bone! You’re, like, super duper extra slutty now, And you love it!”

Bunny pouted at first, then giggled, her new reality sinking in. “Ooooh, I’m so horny! Officer Hunky, help me!” She wobbled toward him, her skirt now irrelevant as her soaked pussy glistened for all to see.

Officer Hunky dropped the bags and scooped her up, his big hands sinking into her magically firm, oversized ass. “Yes, Ma’am,” he rumbled, laying her on a pile of discarded clubwear. He freed his own massive cock and plunged into her begging cunt, her moans joining Chelsea’s as the store turned into a symphony of slutty moans and groans.