Blasphemy!

“I’m not getting rid of it.” Adam said, leaning forward a bit with his back arched, causing his tits to jiggle quite a bit despite how slight the movement was. “And that’s non-negotiable.”

“Oh…” Harold sighed, slumping his shoulders as his ruler-length cock began to deflate and soften, which Adam actually found to be mildly offensive, to his own surprise. “There’s something sobering about almost touching dicks with your brother before you go and manhandle his tits.”

Adam looked at him with a dumbfounded expression for a long moment of silence, and then, he laughed, reaching up to gently grab and fondle his amazing tits and occasionally shivering with a jolt of pleasure each time he came across a sweet-spot or two.

“What’s wrong, big bro?” The short young she-dude teasingly asked his hulking fratboy of a brother, trying to put on the best seductive girl-voice he could muster, which even he knew wasn’t that good. “Don’t you wanna’ play with my big new tiddies?”

“I-...” Harold lifted a finger as if he were about to say something, then dropped the finger when a bitter scowl came across his fat face just as his cock had gone completely limp between his legs. “At first, yeah, absolutely, but now I’m recognizing your dumb stupid features in that fuckin’ fuckable face you’ve got, and I can’t get over your voice either, it’s clashing like crazy with… everything else.”

Adam shrugged his narrow shoulders and chuckled, then turned around to carefully flip the steak loudly sizzling in the pan, his immense curves taking this opportunity to continue sloshing and bouncing around to their proverbial heart’s content once more.

“Hey, you’re the one who wanted to watch me, so just enjoy the rear view.” Adam couldn’t help but laugh with a weird sort of embarrassed triumph, trying his best not to shiver and twitch from the pulses of pleasure coming from the jelly-like motions of his firm-looking tits and ass. “Whether you actually stay or not, the deal stands. You can soak up all of these delicious curves and beat your meat at the table while I generously make you a sandwich, or you can leave. Either way, you owe me three of your sexiest college bimbos for a night.”

“Yeah, I was never going to follow through on that.” He said, his voice now much less enthusiastic and as uncaring as it usually is. When Harold turned to gather his clothes and beverages, he gave Adam one last merciless slap on his huge ass, leaving the brightest of red hand-prints for less than a second before his body near-instantly healed itself. Still Adam’s spine locked up and he quickly stood straight up as he let out a sharp scream from the stinging pleasure. “I’ll see you later, faggot.”

By the time Adam had recovered from that, he turned around to find that his douchey brother was long gone by then.

He was the slightest bit disappointed by the lack of being dominated by a monster such as he, but at the same time, Adam felt as though being that specific person’s fucktoy wasn’t something that he would’ve been proud of in the morning, by any means whatsoever.

Besides, now that Harold was gone, Adam could eat a delicious meal and enjoy the feel of his new bimbo body in peace.

Before long, Adam had the first sandwich ready. It was made up of a solid slice of premium steak cooked to medium, a loaded helping of shredded cheddar cheese, fresh lettuce, sliced tomatoes, kosher pickle chips, plenty of both salt and pepper, along with a self-made concoction of ketchup, mayo, mustard, and spicy ranch dressing that was mixed together in a small bowl before it was applied to the toasted sandwich bread slices. Immediately after the short mega-busty blonde took the largest possible bite out of one corner of it, another steak was thrown into the greasy pan.

This was repeated until all six slices of the pre-packed meat in their styrofoam tray were eventually exhausted, and Adam licked his plump lips and savored the wild array of flavors swimming around in his mouth, washing them down with the bitter but satisfying can of beer Harold had given him earlier for as long as it lasted. He couldn’t believe how much he had eaten, but he didn’t care, and all the while he’d been eating, many juices from the sandwiches dripped down onto his luscious melons, and Adam wouldn’t hesitate to lick his breasts and girly fingers clean after finishing each one. Adam finally felt full after finishing the last one, fuller than he ever had before, and he rubbed his tight, narrow, but visibly distended belly with satisfaction before letting out one of the loudest and gnarliest belches the kitchen’s walls had ever bore witness to.

Strangely enough, the blonde’s stomach seemed to shrink back to its flat and fit form upon exhaling, and a wave of gentle vibrations pulsed throughout his body at the same time.

Like with the rest of every one of his light movements, the following sensations felt fucking amazing, to say the least. His entire body tingled as it quickly grew by several inches in height, absorbing the food and its many nutrients to transform it into the same rubber-slime mass that his being consisted of, the pleasure-blind Adam faintly thought to himself with many passionate moans as he idly squeezed and rubbed his saliva-slick and very sensitive new breasts. When he came back to his senses, he realized that his pretty mouth was wide open and drooling, his tongue was hanging out, and he was down on his knees on the kitchen pulling at one of his thick nipples while the other was feverishly stroking his large steely cock.

Adam mindlessly thrusted his wide hips into his grip, still coming down from his full-body orgasm as another one, this time more concentrated on his nipples and cock, seemed to quickly rise up from his groin and chest.

His big dick twitched and jerked as a torrent of hot white seed fired out from its uncircumcised head like a miniature firehose, all while every jiggling curve on his twitching and shivering bimbo body was alive with a slightly more dull but still very intense barrage of unyielding pleasure.

After what felt like an eternity, the euphoric sensations slowed and weakened while only a few large globs of goo were oozing out from the tip of his cum-slick rod.

When it was all over, Adam was panting like he’d just run ten miles without a break, although his body didn’t feel any soreness from fatigue of any kind. Instead, the hazy-minded young man in a pornstar’s body was tingly and stiff, shivering one last time as his three-minute-long orgasm finally seemed to end. Looking down at the thick pool of odorless spunk on the majority of the kitchen’s tiled floor, he dimly watched as it continued to spread out towards the walls.

Adam also noticed that his breasts and butt had shrunk, likely having needed to reconfigure the mass of his curves in order to subconsciously maintain his mind-breaking orgasm for as long as he did. His tits looked to be a much more reasonable and very perky D-cup size, and his ass felt like it was maybe less than half of its previous size while remaining pert and heart-shaped. Through Adam’s cloudy vision as the world itself seemed to slip away from him, he assumed that he was still about the same five-foot-six height after absorbing the food he’d eaten, and his dick was still as big and hard as ever.

Without a second thought, nor any willpower to remain upright, the young slime-person fell limp and collapsed face-first into the massive pool below him. Everything went black as soon as the splash of an impact was made, but Adam was somehow vaguely aware of the fact that his seed almost instantly retracted and was sucked back up into himself through his skin like a giant sponge, although his form relaxed itself entirely and became a shape that he was very unfamiliar with. He would’ve liked to play around more, and even investigate what he’d just turned into, but Adam was much too sleepy, too satisfied, and too blissfully happy to care about anything other than relaxation in his final moment of faint consciousness for the night.