Break 4 End

Noah unlocked the car and started walking towards it. Then he heard Mateo stop and sigh, "Oh crap. Sorry, I forgot I promised to call my sister this morning. I'll go do that now. You guys go ahead."

Noah turned and raised an eyebrow, "We can wait. We're already late, and I'm pretty sure Brittany doesn't actually want to go that bad."

Brittany rolled her eyes, "I mean, beats sitting here twiddling my thumbs, but yeah. We can wait."

Mateo shook his head, "No, I'll be a while. Seriously. It's a cheap taxi."

Noah shrugged, "Sure, if you insist. Come on Brittany, let's go."

"'Kay". Brittany walked around and slid into the passenger side. As he started up the engine he glanced over at her. 90/100. She was really, really into him. He supposed that made sense. He was now hypermasculine, he had a 10 inch dick, an expensive sports car, and he was practically nude. He'd graciously allowed Brittany to pick his outfit, since his old costume no longer fit, and she'd dressed him in a loincloth and...nothing else. Oh, and that madlib that said everyone thinks he's attractive.

"Here we go." He slowly pressed down on the pedal and the engine roared to life. It was a rather pleasant trip to the convention centre, and he marveled at the condition of the roads in Halifax. Had it been like that a few days ago? He could've sworn he'd driven over more than one pothole, but it was like the city...Noah gasped.

"What? What is it?" Brittany asked.

Noah gestured around, "It looks really nice here, doesn't it?"

"Uh. Ya. So?"

"It's that rule. People have to pay 0.01% of their income in taxes right? Since it's a rule, there's no way to cheat. For someone like me it's not a lot, but millionaires and billionaires orgasm too, right? The government revenue must be up compared to pre-game and therefore, no potholes!" Noah explained.

"Rrrrright..." Brittany said, "Anyway, should we go in? I only have to long before my tits literally fall out of my shirt."

"Uh, ya. Right." Noah nodded. Brittany's chest had shrunk from it's absolutely colossal size this morning, but they were still bigger than her baseline, maybe C or D cups. Add in her cotton allergy and sensitive nipples and she'd had to be very careful in picking her costume. She'd eventually gone with a knee length leather skirt, a stretchy polyester tank top and a fashionable leather jacket. She looked hot, but Noah knew better than to try making a move on her now, no matter how attracted she was to him.

They entered the convention centre and Noah was immediately blown away by the scale of it. There were so many things he wanted to look at, so many people he wanted to talk to. The game had thrown a huge wrench into their plans, but now he remember his original excitement for this trip, "Oh look, there's a demo of the new version 7.4 ruleset there! Oh and...oh my God. Yui Tanaka is going to be here! When...ok, we didn't miss her!"

"You who?" Brittany said, "I don't know this nerd stuff remember."

Noah rolled his eyes, "She's the voice actress that voiced the elf mage in the RuneWorld computer game, and she's been in lots of anime and other video games too."

"Ok...well I'll leave you to that. I see something I want to check out."

"Sure, you've got my number if you want to meet up again." Noah said.

She held up her phone, "Got it. Thanks Daddy." She said it sarcastically, but blushed furiously and practically ran away as soon as she'd finished. Noah smirked, but then turned away and headed for the Q&A session with Yui. He was too late to get a good seat, but he would still be able to join it if he hurried.

Mateo waited until he could no longer see Noah's car before he dashed away to the costume room. He stood in front of the Princess dress he'd seen last night and then snatched it off it's hanger. It felt cool to his touch, and his desire to try it on reached a boiling point. He couldn't wait, he stripped down and then put the dress on. There was no mirror, but he knew it fit him perfectly. He felt strangely turned on. Just like he'd felt scrolling OnlyFans last night. He knew that his sensation was new. He'd never been interested in women's clothing before. At least, not when it wasn't on a woman, but now he felt this pull he couldn't explain. Well, he could explain it. Magic. He had two theories. Either when he'd 'accidently' subscribed to the OnlyFans, the game had rewritten him to it wasn't really an accident, but something he wanted. Or Noah's fetish machine, it had hit him after all, had it given him a new fetish?

Either way, he couldn't just hide in this room all day. He also couldn't go to the convention like this. It wasn't that he was ashamed...ok, no. It was exactly because he was ashamed. He didn't have the confidence to rock this dress looking like he did. Now he could have taken it off, put on his rogue costume, and headed out, but he didn't. Instead he took a pill out of his pocket and, without any hesitation, swallowed it.

The change to his gender was just as fast and no less shocking than the last time. He took a breath to steady himself, then summoned an Uber with his phone and started looked around for some accessories to complete the costume. He didn't want to risk the others coming home early and catching him, so he just picked the first few things he saw and hurried to wait for the driver.

Mateo ignored the look the driver gave him and got in, and soon enough he was walking into the convention centre. He immediately noticed a booth selling rather suggestive outfits for women and made a beeline for it. He immediately decided that his current appearance was a very good thing after all. With a women's body he could look at everything here, even the racy underwear they were selling, and nobody would bat an eye. If he'd done it normally, well, he could imagine at least one dirty look would be sent his way.

He moved from booth to booth, looking at everything the convention had to offer. Lots of clothing and costume vendors, but also cosplay contests, discussion panels, play testing and every kind of food and drink imaginable. Eventually he found himself staring at a dress and picturing himself wearing it. The real Mateo, not this version. He was fantasizing so hard he failed he notice someone walk up behind him.

"Want to try it on?"

Mateo jumped and turned around to see an absolutely gorgeous woman standing there. He blinked, stunned into silence.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. I'm Luna, the owner and designer. I think you'd look quite fetching in that dress. You should try it on."

Mateo shook his head, "N-no. It's too expensive for me." That was a lie, of sorts. His family had lots of money and he had a generous allowance from his parents. He could put it on his credit card with no issue. Except it wasn't really HIS credit card. It was his dad's. And his dad didn't go through line by line, but he would notice a large purchase and if he found out it was for a dress? Well, it would be a problem for Mateo.

"Hmm...no. You are trying it on. I insist."

Mateo resisted a little bit longer, but ultimately he found himself entering her small curtained off changing area with the dress. He stripped out of the princess dress and put on the tight black dress, it hugged his new curves perfectly and made him look amazing. He meekly stepped out of the changing area and saw Luna waiting for him.

"Oh-em-gee! That dress was made for you." Luna said.

Mateo blushed, "Still too expensive."

"Why don't you keep it on for a little bit? Just come back before closing and give it back," Luna suggested, "I'll keep your dress as collateral."

Mateo bit his lip, then nodded, he really did like this dress on him, "Ok. Deal."

He said bye to Luna and walked away from her booth. He'd nearly reached his next destination when he suddenly colliding with someone. Given how weak Mateo was, it was no wonder he fell down on his ass, "Ow! Watch where you're going!" He complained.

"Shut up," The man said, "Fucking bitch."

Mateo couldn't believe it. He got to his feet and tried to yell after the man, but nothing happened. Or right...he didn't have permission to speak. Fuck. He reached for his pocket, only to realize he didn't have any pockets. He'd left everything with Luna. His phone, which was important, but also the FBI badge he'd brought to test. Oh crap. He rushed back to Luna as fast as he could.

Brittany didn't know how long she'd been watching. Too long. She'd never thought much about tattoos before. Didn't have any, didn't have any thoughts about ever getting one. But she'd just spent hours watching people get stuck with needles over and over again and all she could think of when it would be her turn?

She shifted uncomfortably. She'd spent too long with her top on, she was getting uncomfortable large. She didn't want to leave, but she didn't want to get any bigger. The solution, it turned out, was rather obvious. One of the artists was free, so she walked up to him, "Hi, um..." She gulped, "C-can I get something?"

The man looked Brittany up and down, "Sure, what do you have in mind? I'm Pavel by the way."

"Brittany," Brittany suddenly leaned forward and kissed Pavel on the lips. She'd already kissed a dozen people today, but it still felt weird every time she was forced to do it, "Well I wanted something on my chest...but I'm really sensitive..."

She hesitated, then she took off her jacket and set it aside before pulling her tank top over her head. Pavel looked at her tits then nodded, "Sensitive is not a problem, but most people don't get a chest tat as their first."

Brittany nodded, "I know...um...I just..." She bit her lip. The very idea of getting tattooed or pierced made her soaking wet. She was struggling to control her arousal, "Maybe just a piercing. M-my nipples."

"That I can do. Lie down, we'll get started." Pavel said.

Brittany did and Pavel walked her through the process. She thought she was fine, but then Pavel touched her breast and she nearly screamed from pleasure. Pavel raised an eyebrow, "You really are sensitive, aren't you? I don't think you'd be a good candidate for a tattoo her after all."

Brittany did her best to stay still and Pavel worked like a true professional as he pierced the first, then the second tit. Her pussy was flooding her panties by then, she didn't know if she'd even been more turned on. If not for that stupid rule the game imposed on her, she would've cum a dozen times already.

When Pavel was done he started to go over care instructions, but Brittany wasn't really listening, "I'm sorry....can I suck your dick?"

"..." Pavel was stunned speechless.

"Sorry, I know it's weird but I just need to. Please." If she could get him off then she'd just need to give her new piercings a flick and she'd cum herself, she was sure of it. She was extremely embarrassed, but she was desperate. She was just so horny.

Pavel shook his head, "I'm sorry, I can't," He shrugged, "I would, but I've already used my hall pass."

Hall pass? Oh right. Brittany sighed. At least he had a good reason to reject her.

"How much do I...oh..." Brittany gulped, "I'm 19. Can you give me permission to pay you?"

Pavel sighed, "It's a little unethical for me to do that, isn't it? But I guess that's on me for not checking upfront, and it isn't against the rule. Fine, you have permission to pay me."

Brittany paid as quickly as possible, then ran out of the booth. It wasn't until she heard someone cheering that she realized she'd forgotten to put her shirt back on, or even take it with her. She rushed back to Pavel's booth to collect her things.

"Yes, ravish me you big black beast!" Yui screamed as Noah ripped the front of her dress open. Noah was a little put off by the racially charged nature of Yui's dirty talk. When he'd seen the 99/100 above her head he hadn't realized that she had a race-based fetish, but it made sense to him now. He didn't know how comfortable he was being fetishized that way, but since he desperately wanted to fuck Yui, he would let it slide.

With her dress ripped open, Noah could see her pale breasts just begging to be sucked on. He brought his mouth down and she moaned in pleasure. He couldn't get enough of her breasts and kept going back and forth between them, thoughts of taking her pussy a distance afterthought. It wasn't until she forcibly turned around and stuck her butt out at him, begging him to ram his big black cock into her that he remember why they were really in the handicap bathroom.

Noah obliged, sliding his massive cock into her. She screamed in pleasure as he rocked her hips back and forth. The game had given him lots of problems, but he never had to worry about cumming too soon. Between needing permission AND having to think about lesbian sex, he could go on as long as he had too.

Part of him knew that he couldn't cum. He wanted to fuck her, but he didn't have to cum himself. He resolved to just not think about lesbian sex, but for some reason the more he tried not to think about it, the more he thought about it. And then..."Y-yes! I'm cumming. Cum with me!"

That apparently counted as permission, because an orgasm shocked him back to reality as he started to pump deep inside her. When he was done their bodies separated as his dick vanished. Yui spun around with a dreamy look on her face, but when she saw Noah she screamed, "W-what! W-who are you! Where's Noah!"

"Calm down, it's-" Noah tried to explain, but Yui suddenly slapped him and ran from the bathroom, clutching her dress to her chest.

Noah stood there in stunned silence. Crap. What the hell was he going to do now?

He slowly walked over to his bag and pulled out his phone. He was about to text Brittany, but he figured she wouldn't actually help. Not when he was female. Instead he sent the message to Florence and Evelyn. He wanted to wait in the bathroom, but someone started angrily pounding on the door.

Reluctantly Noah opened it. He covered his breasts with his hand, but he had no shirt to put on.

There was a blonde woman wearing a skimpy green costume giggling with a rather tough looking woman. The blonde giggled and opened her mouth, but no words came out. Then she shrugged and jumped forward, surprising Noah was a kiss on the lips.

"W-what the hell?" Noah stammered.

"What are you doing? I thought you wanted to-" The tough woman started to say.

"Like, yeah. Wait a sec, 'kay? Like, Noah, what the f dude?" The blonde said.

Noah raised an eyebrow, "Who...wait...Dan?" Noah didn't know who else it could be.

"In the flesh! Sorta!" Dan giggled, "Now um...can you get out so we can fuck? Or like...you wanna join?"

"What? No! I don't want to join!" Noah said, "But wait, I need to change back."

"Alright, I've waited long enough," The other woman suddenly grabbed Noah and pushed him out of the bathroom, "You can wait for her out here." Then she slammed the door and locked in. Noah waited for Dan to open the door, but nothing happened. Then he realized he was standing in public topless, and hurried to find a less populated spot in the convention centre.

Florence shrieked and ducked into the nearest booth. Her top had suddenly vanished. Some bimbo was walking around with her tits out, and now Florence had to too. Not only that, but someone with tits bigger than an F cup was here too and Florence had to deal with the increased weight hanging off her chest.

"Can I help you? You look like you are in dire need of a new top." A woman said beside her.

Florence spun around and saw a gorgeous woman standing there. Behind her were all kinds of shirts and dresses. Too bad she couldn't wear any of them. She shook her head, "Nytheris knows I'd love to put something on, but I'm afraid that any such action would be futile."

"Futile? An interesting choice of words," The woman stepped closer, "Gorgeous ears. Can I touch?" The woman didn't wait for a reply as she leaned forward and touched Florence's ear, "Wow, so realistic...are they glued on?"

"Y-yes," Florence lied.

"Wonderful, I-"

They were cut off as another woman suddenly dashed into the stall. She was out of breath and wearing a stunning black dress. Florence blinked. She was VERY familiar.

Luna spun around and smiled at the newcomer, "Back so soon?"

The newcomer said nothing and Florence knew exactly why, "You have permission to talk."

"Thanks," Mateo blushed, he was clearly embarrassed at having been caught, "Luna, I forgot my phone and...stuff...in my pocket."

"Ah, well..." She looked back and forth between them, "A woman who can't speak without permission and another who can't cover her delicious tits? You two are playing some kind of sex game? How exciting!" Luna walked over to a dress and reached into the pocket, pulling out a cell phone and a shiny gold badge. She looked at the badge, "Female Body Inspector? Ha! Now I really want to join you guys," She flashed the badge at Mateo, "Show me your tits too!"

Mateo obeyed instantly, pulling down the dress to expose his petite chest.

Luna clearly thought he was just playing along, thank God. She walked over and groped him, "Wow, such lovely tits. Your friend has much bigger tits but personally, I like this size better."

"How I do wish mine own were so dainty, I find their burden troublesome." Florence mumbled.

Luna laughed, "Isn't it funny? The girls with big tits wish they were smaller and the ones with small tits wish they were bigger?

Luna handed Mateo the badge and the phone, "Here you go dear. Changed your mind about buying it yet?"

Mateo stared at Florence, "Florence...I..."

Florence didn't know exactly what was going on, but she knew her friend was asking for help and that was enough for her, "Very well, proprietor, how much is that dress my friend wishes to purchase?"

"450, tax included." Luna said.

Florence couldn't help but gasp, "Heavens that is rather significant, but I shan't ask prying questions. Still, my own resources are somewhat limited, will you swear upon Nytheris that you will make me whole?"

"What? Uh yeah, I swear. I'll pay you back." Mateo said.

Florence nodded and took out her credit card. Spending so much on a dress stung, but she trusted Mateo would pay her back, after he explained what the heck he was doing attending this as a woman.

After she'd completed the purchase, she snuck out of the booth and kept going until they were out of the convention center. Her top reappeared and she looked at Mateo questioningly.

"I'm sorry. I...if my dad knew I spent so much on a dress he'd ask questions. But I can give you the money back as something else. I'll buy you a PS5 or something. He won't blink at that."

"That...that is not what I am most curious about presently," Florence said, "It is your very existence I question. For what reason did you consume that magical concoction, or whereby is the remedy?"

"I just wanted to see what it would be like," Mateo said meekly, "And changing back is easy. My challenge is to use the FBI badge to grope a woman. I brought it with me but I've avoided using it because I'd turn back instantly."

"I understand," Florence held out her hand, "Do hand it over to me, I shall safeguard it for you."

"Huh?" Mateo asked.

"When you have reached the conclusion of your adventure you may summon me and I shall return the badge to you. At that moment you may...you may..." Florence gulped, "You may proceed to complete your quest. Understand that I expect you to act like a gentleman and only touch as required."

"Florence...you'd really do that? Thank you." Mateo said.

Florence blushed, "Yes, well, do take care. If you do not want the others to know I shan't tell them, but I suggest you explore outside of the convention. Our friends and neither blind nor deaf."

"R-right. Good idea. I'll head out then. Thanks again."

Florence watched Mateo head off, then turned to stare back at the convention centre. Was someone still walking around topless? Florence didn't know if she could handle anything more. She was just about to text Evelyn when Evelyn suddenly came hurrying out of the convention centre. Of course the thing that most surprised Florence wasn't Evelyn's sudden appearance, it was her nudity. She wore a thong and heels, and nothing else.

Evelyn spotted Florence and ran over, "There you are! I messed up! I lied and there weren't any buttons on my dress!"

Only then did Florence look down and realized that she too was dressed in just a thong.

"Here, you drive," Evelyn tossed her some keys, "We're taking Noah's car."

"Does Noah know of this?" Florence asked.

"Yeah, we made a deal. I gave him your keys...and my dress, but that's not the point. Let's go!"

Florence raised an eyebrow, then decided she didn't want to know, "Very well, let us depart." They hurried to the car, covering their bare breasts as best they could as they ran.

Noah clenched his fists, then relaxed. He put on a big fake smile and walked over to a group of guys, "Hey guys! Can I get your numbers?" He held out his cell phone.

"Huh? Yeah, for sure." One guy said. He took it and put his number in. Then he passed it on and on and on until all 5 of them had put their numbers in. The last guy gave it back to Noah.

"Thanks boys! I'll call you!" Then he turned and rushed away.

As a man he'd been far too focused on fucking Yui do progress his challenge, besides the few women he'd asked had been too put off by his forwardness to just give him their numbers. But now it was like he'd unlocked a cheat code. No explanation necessary. He just walked up, asked for their phone number, and got it. Of course the lace dress that was two sizes too small he'd gotten from Evelyn helped, but really, this was too easy. He was going to blow Brittany out of the water.

Eventually he started getting hungry, and realized it was nearly supper time. He decided he'd done enough and went to get a bite to eat before calling a taxi to take him home. He didn't know where the others had got to, but that was fine. He didn't exactly what the company in this body, and he didn't want to ask for their help getting back to his own body either. Noah smiled to himself, he'd definitely won the challenge, right?

Daniel walked over to the large group off people. He tapped Brittany on the shoulder, "Ready to go?"

Brittany turned and smiled at him, "Oh hey Perv!" She winked at him and then turned to the group of guys she was with, "Sorry fellas, my ride is here. I'll call you!"

She started to walk away and Daniel hurried to catch up to her, "Oh right. The challenge. You think you won?"

"Please, against Noah? I walked around with my tits out for hours, poor bastard doesn't stand a chance."

"Suppose you're right," Daniel said, "Anyway my car is over here." Daniel led them over to the parking lot, "After the confusion around cars today i figured a 3rd vehicle wouldn't hurt so I stepped out to rent this."

Brittany stopped and looked at the car, then at Daniel, "I didn't know you could rent a Porsche...geez, you really are rich aren't you?"

Daniel blushed, "Well I wanted an electric car and this was all they had..."

"Right, sure thing buddy. Anyway let's go, I'm exhausted."

"Me too..." Daniel hadn't done that much, but Bambi had been busy in her 4 hours. She'd been absolutely insatiable and had somehow managed to hunt down nearly every lesbian in attendance. Bambi wanted the men too, but there was enough of Daniel still driving to stop that from happening, "Right. Let's go home."

The sun was nearly set by the time they pulled into the mansion. They were the last ones to arrive, with just enough time to have some dinner before the game started again.