Caught & Transformed

As Candy leaps at her, Sarah is dumbstruck by her rapid transformation.

"Heehee" Candy giggled as she ripped off her clothes, pinning her with her large breasts and massive cock.

Sarah is amazed at her strength as she tears her clothes off of her body leaving her shirt in tatters and bra and panties lying around the floor. She couldn’t help but feel aroused and paralyzed at the same time.

"This will be fun for us" the newly transformed futa Candy purrs.

Sarah realised that naked with Candy on top of her, she seems to still be trying to fight the futa disease she had seen on the television and hadn't thought that it was real yet now she sees that it wasn't actually a hoax!

She wonders how many other futa’s there are in the area and if they are anything like Candy.

Feeling the weight of the giant cock and balls on top of her, Sarah could feel her pussy getting wet. Her small B cup breasts and strawberry blonde hair covered her face with her hands pinned down on the ground.

Turning her head she sees a stick lying there, yet she also feels a deep hankering for Candy…

"Dear God I had heard of the futa virus but I thought it was fake, luckily it seems they have dispersed out into the surrounding area toward's the city yet some are here in groups of 4 just sitting there fucking each other and themselves." You feel something strange deep inside of you like an emptiness you had never felt before like you just need a nice hard cock in your pussy.

Sarah realizes with horror that Candy's bodily fluids must have leaked into her pussy without her realising. She sees herself grow a few inches in height, hips widen and grow, then her ass inflates 4 times its original size and making her feel incredibly horny but she then see her tits explode to massive proportions of FF size breasts ballooning out slowly and then quickly.

Her poor full bosom had swelled further to a completely absurd degree, larger than her head wasn’t doing the scale justice as the bottom immensity of her boobs brushed against the bellybutton of her smooth navel before stretching out into peaks that she could hardly reach the ends of with her outstretched arms.

Speaking of these mountains, they were tipped with just the most absurd length of nipples, total milk nozzles which filled each of her small hands plentifully. She couldn’t see them completely due to the immensity, but her fingers made it felt like someone had chopped a jumbo hot dog in half and stuck them on their areolas. She winced again. It wasn’t just tit-flesh weighing her down though, as she could hear the slow dripping dribble of milk that went down her fingers and stained her pure white carpeting. These puppies were bursting with milk and she felt it would take a month to empty each of these.

Her stomach then starts to widen she had seen before and had expanded to huge proportions. Her head then began to feel fuzzy and strange. “How is this happening??” Feeling her body swelling, growing and gaining soft proportions to her once small petite frame. She now resembled a busty milf of a woman, jiggling with massive tits and a soft stomach with round hips capable of taking the largest cocks with her dripping pussy.

Sarah, writhing in ecstasy knew what was coming next…“I… I can’t just have a penis?” It wasn’t an objection, just a question. One answered by her womb's sudden and natural contraction about no longer puny ovaries. Swelling, ripening fast and hard. Plum sized and still growing, they knocked upon one another at last, no longer separated or shackled to an accursed purpose by those fallopian tubes. Instead they churned with futa cum and grew hot with purpose most pure and pleasurable. The profane temple of her cunt was about to be changed by the futa atop of her.

She turned again, legs kicking even as the contractions hit and her cunt lips spread out. A brith making it easier to get rid of birthing altogether, for her fattened vulgar mons to spread and engorge, to ready for the sack to be and the act of sealing over the wound her sex had been. Sarah *SLRRPP*

Balls, big round and weighty between her legs. Two futa-spunk factories, almost peach sized, ready to go, ready to spunk out and paint the walls white, be swallowed whole or lube up the rare ass-pussy that could take her.

Cunts were of course out of the question, as they were only good for making more futa-cocks. And if she aimed her cock at one it was just to give it a spunky lube for the balls that she knew were waiting inside to come out and join the futa fun.

Not that these thoughts occurred in any sensible order to her. Sarah was in post-testicle rapture, her slow moving picking up as her giddy smile turned into something predatory and needy. Her clit threaded out, down a sheath that started to form in the fabric of her swim bottom now that an oversized pair of orbs were floating free and loose in the rather roomy pouch that couldn't’ help but partially show both virile jewels in all their glory. Her clit-rod shuddered out and down, as Sarahs own breathing picked up. Her flushed cheeks darkened as blood raced towards her groin and her own exerations increased to speed up that flow.

It started to wag as the length exceeded a finger. Then it thickened, she thickened. Bottle cap to bottle and beyond. The red and white fabric stretching as the too gargantuan rod moved like a tail now, but instead of shrinking the maturity of this cock only had it grow and grow and grow. Veins showing as the material became too tight and then gave again, her preposterously thick yet flaccid she-meat monster now almost to her knees.

Then with one last quivering pulse of growth from base to birthing bellend, which peeled back foreskin as it expanded into the cap of her trunks and made a dome of red and white like bullseye before the winking pre-dripping slit of her massive dickmeat, the growth subsided. Not truly stopped, but no longer needed. She had her rod, her weapon of pussy wrecking, womb ruining (and good dick-bitch making) power at last. The cock was locked, loaded, and while safely flaccid, still a massive log of power. Drips from her swollen tits, round and heavy, and even more from the third leg, sheathed and massive between the others. She looked up to see Candi looking, and she flashed a salacious smile.

“You like what you see Candi?” Sarah mewled, already knowing the answer, seeing how he was trying to hide an erection while she remained calmly soft and yet still four times his size at the least.