In horror!

Ah! these aching tits!

You had been given bed rest for a few days in the hospital. You had mostly been sleeping under heavy sedation and only occasionally awoken by the nurses to feed you and assess your recovery. Mostly you had been alone. After so much time spent with your initiate sister wives, you had grown accustomed to constant company. You were very excited when you were told that you would be discharged this morning. You couldn't wait to see your best friend, Tess. You even looked forward to see how Yoshino was doing!

Now the three of you were in your dressing room prepping for the day and removing your pressure bandages. You admire yourself in the mirror. Master had changed you forever! Gone was the sting bean rail thin pixie. Now you oozed sensuality and sex. You have retained your slim 5'2" figure, your beautiful long flowing red hair, and blazing green eyes. But you have also changed! Your daily training by Mistress Jade had taught you to effortlessly walk in impossible 6 inch heels. They lengthened the lines of your legs and exaggerated your ass. Above your ass on the small of your back, you have been tattooed with a beautiful design of your chosen symbol embracing Master's Rose of Bayor 2. Your slim neck is permanently encapsulated with the most beautiful red collar. A giant red ruby beaming from the center which glimmers brilliantly with your dangling ruby earrings. Your little belly is now capped with another belly button piercing with a matching dangling strand of rubies.

Ack! these aching tits!

The most dramatic transformation have been to your breasts. Gone are the sweet little A-cups. They have been forcibly transformed into massive 32F-cup globes! After your recovery treatment, the angry red swelling has subsided and the skin has softened. They project from your little frame to an almost comical proportion. They are impossibly perky, with almost little sag, but they shake with each movement of your body. Nurse Kelsey warned you that your center of gravity was forever changed. Mistress Jade will need to retrain you to move with grace while carrying these unstable masses!

Your nipples are another story as well. They have been pierced with little gold hoop rings. The metal matches the latching of your collar. The dangling tassels of elegantly chained rubies tickle your skin with the most subtle of movements. The sensation constantly reminding you of your augmented nipple sensitivity! The tingling from the dramatically increased amount of nerve endings was slowly subsiding, but each of your movements would cause the little tassels to slide across the overly sensitive skin.

You look at yourself in horror. What have these bastards done to you?!? You had grown up being admired for your beauty, but your little form had been transformed by the whims of your gluttonous Master and his vindictive first wife! Your small frame struggles to fit these insanely large breasts! Your back aches and the slightest movement overwhelms your senses with pain and arousal! You will never be able to run and jump with the slim athleticism of your youth! You are now trapped by this symbol of your femininity!

You turn to the side to view yourself in profile. The ruby tassels adorning your ears, tummy, and nipples sing with a ringing sound into the air. The sway against your tender skin sends a tickling shock from your nipples straight to your clit. Fuck! I can't even move, you complain as you reflexively pull your hands up to your nipples to stop your breasts from swaying. You watch the massive globes of flesh spill around your little hands in horror.

You drop them and watch the perky bags of flesh fall before rebounding in a jiggling motion up into their impossibly perky resting position. You wince under the flashing spike of pain, before another wave of arousal shoots from your erect nipples down to your inflating clit.

I have been reduced to a fuck toy!

A sick feeling rises within you as you look over to the other girls admiring their bodies.