Day 3, Tests Before Bed

I was woken up by my phone ringing, briefly disoriented by the soft body clinging to mine. Candy was calling again, and we'd apparently been sleeping for quite a while. Well, at least I had been, I wasn't sure if Tits had slept at all. She was looking at me with her blank stare while she clung to me when I looked at her after I woke up.

"Hey Candy, please tell me you have good news."

"Well, it's not bad news, and I guess it could be taken as good?" Candy sounded a bit off, probably should get the news before asking though.

"So what is it?"

"Right, sorry. So she did change, and it took about six hours before it started. It was really quick after that though, maybe half an hour until done. You could see her visibly changing it was so fast." I wondered why so long a delay?

"You think it was about six hours for you and the others as well?"

"I'm not sure, but it would check out. I was asleep by that point, certainly."

"So how was the change? Did it look painful? Was she still aware when it happened?"

"Didn't look painful, and she zombified out first thing. She'd stopped trying to yell at me long before that, but she did calm down, then her eyes went white. Really freaky to watch."

"Trying to yell at you? Do I want to know?"

"Oh, I gagged her when I tied her up, didn't want anyone to hear her yelling." Oh yeah, that made sense. "And a good thing too, cause she really put up a fuss when I stripped her."

"You did what? Why?"

"So I could get a good view of her changing. You told me to watch her." I slapped my hand over my face. I hadn't expected her to take that literally.

"Have you been staring at her this whole time?"

"Well, yeah?" Fuck.

"You can stop staring at her Candy, just please tell me about her changes." I was going to have to be more careful about how I asked her to do things, I guessed.

"Oh yeah, this is where things got interesting. You know how I said she wasn't very good looking, and fat?"

Candy was already sounding better. I hoped I hadn't strained her too hard. "Yeah, and you said next to no tits."

"Right, well, all of that's changed. She's no model, but her face definitely looks attractive now, and I think all her extra body fat went into her breasts. They're fucking massive now."

"She went from fat with no tits to skinny with breasts bigger than yours?" Wow, just wow.

"Yeah, you should see the size of these things! And as I said, she's way better looking now, though you can still mostly tell it's Melody."

"And you can control her?"

"Oh yeah, I had her do a bunch of jumping jacks, and oh fuck was that a thing." Okay, I think it's definitely not just the strain getting to Candy...

"I think you might need to do something about your own horniness. You have Melody now, so you don't have to feel guilty about using Victoria. Speaking of Mel, do you need to drop her off here after?"

"Yeah, good idea, I'm getting distracted here. And no, we're good for now, probably best not to go out unless we have to."

"Makes sense. Let me know if anything happens I should know about."

Candy hung up, leaving me pondering. So the curse was doing more than just increasing breast size, interesting. Well, that and the mind fucking obviously. I was curious if Melody had been improved to my tastes or Candy's. Sounded like she was into the giant breasts too, so it was hard to tell. Wait... Victoria had had small breasts before. Was the curse changing Candy's tastes in women to fit mine? Well fuck.

"Well Tits, looks like we've got a new drone with breasts even bigger than yours. What do you think of that?" Nothing apparently, shocking.

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After a shower in which Tits gave me a tit job unprompted, I fixed the two of us some dinner. I don't know if she appreciated the pizza rolls and fries, but she didn't complain or tell me this wasn't a date after, put her one up on Jenn, I guess. She even did the dishes afterwards too.

I decided this was a good time to look a bit more into these automatic responses before she did something more problematic.

I held my arms out towards her like I wanted a hug, and she didn't move. Hmmm, well, that killed my idea about her following prompts from before she was a zombie.

If I reached out and held her hand or her arm, she'd follow me or go where I pulled her. Non-verbal orders, maybe?

So I walked across the room, then turned back, pointed at her, and then pointed at the ground in front of me.

I thought that might make her walk over, but I did not expect her to drop to all fours and crawl over. I looked down at her kneeling in front of me and couldn't help but pat her head. Holding out a hand, she did put one of hers in it as well. Great, so now she's a dog?

Lifting her hand brought her to her feet though, and hugging her caused her to hug me back.

Seemed like I was getting two different kinds of results: normal responses by touch and pet commands by gesture. Well, I'd already exhausted my limited knowledge of pet commands, so nothing more to do there.

Curious, I dropped my pants, exposing the hard-on that watching her crawl over to me had given me. Unlike with the shower tit job though, she just stood there. So she wasn't copying the action ordered by Candy. Interesting.

Well, it was late enough for a couple more tests in the bedroom before turning in for the night.

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Sitting on the edge of the bed triggered her striptease, as I pretty much expected at this point, but afterwards she moved right to lying on the bed, which surprised me. Even more so when, after lying down, she held her arms out towards me. I had cuddled her in bed after fucking her, so that had to be it, right? Right?

Whatever it was, this time, while I plowed into her over and over again, she held me tight. If I ignored her blank stare, I could almost pretend this was real.

I cried into her hair for a bit after I was done using her. I'm not really sure why. Eventually, I fell into strange dreams while she still snuggled me.

I couldn't tell you what they were, I could only remember a terrible sense of longing afterwards.