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Chapter 32 by MoralBreak MoralBreak

The big reveal?

Joy shows off her new body

The crowd clapped politely as the stage filled with the Trojan whores. Then the intercom buzzed to life and a female voice announced “Attention please. We’ve had a threat of an active shooter. The threat is minimal, but we will be locking internal doors as a precaution. Please shelter in place until further notice.”

A hush passed over the crowd. The MC lifted his mic “Alright folks, that’s a little hiccup, but you won’t want to leave your seats anyway. Let’s see how our contestants did!”

MC: First up we have contestant Bell and her model Joy!

Bell walked her creation to the front of the stage and drew back the silk hood to expose Joy’s lovely face. Before and after head-shots came up on the screen and gasps could be heard in the audience, the transformation was startling she looked 20 years younger! Joy beamed at the reaction to her face. She drew the silk robe apart showing off the valley of her breasts and then farther still showing her chest putting her stiff nipples on full display. The crowd erupted with exclamations and conversation among attendees. Though no one was more surprised than Joy’s husband.

MC: Whoa a bit of a wardrobe malfunction there, Joy let’s get that robe closed up.

However, Joy did not close her robe she drew it further apart exposing everything, she draped the silk over her arms to frame her body for a second and then dropped it to the floor. She stood in front of the audience legs crossed atop high heels her groin framed only by tan lines. The crowd was shocked into silence. The MC moved across the stage trying to cover the exposed woman. Joy’s smile twisted up as she separated her legs and her cock swung freely pointing towards the audience. The audience erupted into a cacophony some yelled, others screamed, a few fainted. The MC looked at her in shock as he moved to cover her, his eyes landed on her dick and he raised the microphone.

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MC: Oh my GOD!
His voice dripped with disgust.

Joy stepped to the MC wrapping her slender arms around him, the microphone clattered to the floor. She smeared her tits across the MC’s chest, grabbed his ass firmly, and kissed the corner of his jaw. She spoke so that only he could hear. “You’ve got quite the mouth on you, but I know how to put it to better use. Kneel.” The MC inhaled and noticed her spicy scent, it was so strong a bit musky, but pleasant. He couldn’t deny he was hard. Those tits were a work of art and apart from the other volunteers and contestants he had the best view in the house of her round ass. There was something about... her? He sank to his knees obediently, Joy smiled at him and an electric thrill of happiness ran through his body. She took his head in both hands, lightly brushing his hair, and pushed her cock into his mouth his eyes opened wide in surprise and she sank deeper her thick dick invading his throat. He felt his uvula pressed flat against his throat by her shaft. She humped his face, his nose pressed tight to the smooth skin of her crotch as she came straight down his throat. He could feel the heat of her cum as it rushed straight down his esophagus leaving a warm feeling that seemed to spread through his body. It felt... Amazing! He choked on the dick and cum filling his throat sputtering around the hot shaft.

Joy felt the MC trying to pull back and grabbed a handful of his hair, she dragged the sputtering man off of her love muscle leaving a strand of sticky liquid trailing between his mouth and her cock. The MC gasped inhaling the fresh air desperately, why did the air feel so cold, why did his throat feel so empty? He felt his hair being pulled and tilted his head to find himself staring straight into Joy’s face. He couldn’t take his eyes off of hers as she seemed to stare into his soul, she didn’t say anything and she didn’t need to. He felt his hair sliding down his neck and saw it on the edges of his vision. His suit grew tight around his chest and hips, but loose around his waist. So tight, ugh she could barely stand it! Joy watched as the MC’s suit jacket spread to the sides around her growing tits and then watched the dress shirt fill to bursting. The white fabric tented over the MC’s erect nipples and a button burst offering a better view of titties pressed tightly together. Joy leaned down kissing the newly luscious lips as she gripped the boob window of the dress shirt and ripped it in two. The MC’s tits bounced deliciously as they were freed from their fabric prison, she reached down and released the too tight belt letting her pants and boxers slide down her lush legs. Joy’s lips melted into the MC’s and whispered “Hey there sexy I think we have a contest to finish.”

The MC smiled back at Joy before sliding her pants off of her ankles, leaving her naked but for the suit jacket that framed her mouth watering tits. She took up her mic and rolled over spreading her legs to flash her full ass at the audience as she rose slowly to make sure they got a good view. She turned to the audience showing off her smooth hourglass figure, tits, and cock.

MC: Oh my GOD!
Her voice dripped with love and adoration.

She reached up and pinched a stiff nipple between thumb and index finger sighing.

MC: Give it up for Joy!!!

The audience honestly didn’t know what to do and it could hardly get more chaotic than it was already. Those who tried to slip out the back found that the doors were indeed locked. Joy’s husband Mitch made his way to the stage and confronted his wife “Just what the hell is going on here?” he demanded. Some in the audience turned to watch the man asking the question running through their minds too. Joy’s smile grew and she walked to the edge of the stage oozing sex appeal “Baby!” She crouched and took his hands in hers to pull him up onto the stage “I’ve missed you so much baby and I need you!” She tried to pull him closer, but he resisted. “Now just a minute Joy what is happening here? You look just like when we met, except for the.” He gestured in the general vicinity of her crotch. Joy looked down puzzled, “Oh my dick?” she grabbed it by the base and squeezed making the head swell and shine as the skin grew tight “Do you like it?”

Mitch: What... no... that’s besides the point, why do you have a dick?

She pouted and pushed the head of her dick down, before letting it snap back up at full mast. “It was part of the makeover. Did you even notice my tits?” She placed her hands on the sides of her sweet breasts and mashed them together pushing them out towards her lover. “Or my ass? You never could resist this sweet peach.” Joy turned around showing Mitch her derriere. She had always had a nice ass, but after her transformation it had become legendary. A perfect bubble butt, Joy reached back placing her hands on her cheeks and pulled them apart then let them collide sending a ripple of sexy flesh spreading across her ass. Mitch’s breath became shallower as he stared at Joy’s ass, was he dreaming? He took a step closer his hands unconsciously groping the air. Joy giggled as she saw Mitch approaching over her shoulder, she bent over at the waist presenting her ass and waving it slowly side to side inviting his hands to explore her improved body. “I know I’ve been a bit of a prude in the past Baby, but I think we should give anal another shot.”

Joy cupped her breasts pulling them to her chest and squeezing her hard nipples as she waited for the hard fucking she expected. She didn’t have to wait long. Mitch pounced on her wobbling ass, sinking his hands into it as he gave it a vicious squeeze. He thrust his hips into her and she bit her lip as she felt his erection straining against his pants. “Yea Baby, that’s it. Fuck my slutty ass!” Mitch didn’t need to be told twice he dropped trou and proceeded to penetrate her on stage. His veins ran icy hot a whole room of people were watching him fuck his wife, but she’d never offered him her ass before, if he didn’t take it he might never get a chance like this again. It had been a decade since he’d had anal sex and then he had to beg for months. However, he could swear that Joy was lubed and had she been doing Kegels or something? She was so fucking tight.

Joy moaned as Mitch’s dick massage her G-spot. It felt so much better than last time, she could hardly believe it. Her dick flexed in time with his thrusts until she couldn’t hold it any longer, her dick clenched straining to its limit and throbbed violently as it blew its hot load across the stage. Her brain was awash in pleasure and a certain clarity ‘Time for Baby to give up that sweet load, time to earn it.’ She began to roll her hips in time with Mitch’s thrusts taking him deeper. ‘That’s it now just a little more...’ she focused on her ass and contracted her muscles around Mitch’s thrusting dick, she massaged the welcome invader. She felt his pulse quicken, the throb of his rock hard cock, she smiled to herself ‘Oh he will love this ♥.’ She cried out loudly in pleasure as she clenched her sphincter tight around his cock pushing her hips back into his thrust, he bottomed out and she achieved anal orgasm.

She felt his dick throb as he orgasmed too, the oh so sweet feeling of his dick shooting cum deep inside her ‘such a small load, but no matter we’ll soon fix that’. Her hole drenched itself in love juices, overflowing to run down his dick and her legs. She reached back and grabbed his ass holding him in place deep inside her, she focused as she wrung his dick for every bit of cum he had, every last drop. Then she felt the dick inside her swelling and the growth of the ass she held tight. She had to see how her Baby had turned out. She took a step in her heels click, clack, the still hard dick pulled free of her tight ass with a slurping pop. She turned sharply to look at her shemale hubby. Baby was a brunette with ringlets running down her back. She had a deep tan, sans lines, over her entire sporty frame. Double D cup tits swung freely with achingly hard nipples begging to be touched. Shapely legs ended at a curvy ass that slimmed down to a svelte waist and the barest hint of a six pack. An 8 inch curved erection shook gently with each beat of the bimbo body’s heart.

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Michelle parted her pouty lips and licked them unconsciously “Thanks Joy, I get it now. The dick is for fucking!”

What does the audience see next?

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