More sexy fun, but Zeke has concerns...

The Slow Burn was thick with the sounds of moans and the steamy scent of sex. Chelsea was totally overwhelmed by the intense pounding of Zeke's new footlong. She held on to a clothing rack for support as Zeke relentlessly abused her pussy. Her lengthy platinum blonde hair swayed with each thrust, her body trembling with pleasure as she squealed, “Oh my gawd, Zeke, you’re so good! Keep fucking meeee~!”

Across the store, Bunny was sprawled atop a messy pile of assorted clubwear, her beachball sized tits bouncing wildly as Officer Hunky rammed into her dripping pussy. Her high pitched moans filled the air as her mind was buried by the constant, aching need rippling through her. “Yes, Officer Hunky! Fuck my slutty pussy! Ohhh, I need it!” she cried as her hands toyed with her newly enlarged breasts.

The store was a total mess, with clothes everywhere, racks knocked over, and the two bimbos lost in their pleasure. Zeke’s grunts grew louder, his hands gripping Chelsea’s hips as he approached climax. “Fuck, Chelsea, I’m gonna-” he said, but before he could finish, Chelsea’s eyes sparkled with excitement, the wishbone still clutched tightly in her hand.

“Oh, Zeke, you’re gonna cum so hard for me!” she stammered out in between moans, the bone pulsing as her wish took hold. Zeke’s body shuddered violently, and with a single groan, he unleashed a complete flood of cum, filling Chelsea’s pussy as she screamed in delight, her own orgasm crashing through her. “FUCK~! Yessss! Ahn~! S-so much!”

On the other side, Officer Hunky felt himself also getting close, his big hands digging into Bunny’s incredibly squishy ass. “Ma’am, I’m ready!” he rumbled, and Bunny, barely coherent, moaned, “Fill me up, Officer Hunky! Give it to me!” He was more than happy to oblige her command, thrusting deep as he came, his hot seed flowing into her as she writhed in a string of orgasms, her voice a complete symphony of moans.

As the two couples collapsed in sweaty heaps, the store fell into a brief, hazy silence, broken only by the soft, mindless giggles of Bunny and Chelsea. Officer Hunky gently lifted Bunny off the pile of clothes, setting her wobbly form upright, while Zeke pulled out of Chelsea, his massive cock still hard as ever thanks to her earlier wish. Chelsea, catching her breath, looked at Bunny and gasped, suddenly remembering what she had accidentally done.

“Oh my gawd, Bunny!” Chelsea said, still holding onto the wishbone. “I, like, made you waaaay too slutty! Your titties are, like, too big to even walk! Lemme fix that!” She held the bone tightly, her eyebrows furrowing in the closest thing to concentration her bimbo brain could manage. “I wish Bunny was, like, her old slutty self again, before I made her like this!"

The wishbone heated in her hand, and Bunny yelped as her body shimmered. Her beachball sized breasts shrank back to their previous volleyball size, still straining her torn schoolgirl crop top but no longer throwing her off balance. Her pussy’s constant, **** ache dulled to a more manageable, slutty simmer, and her mind cleared just enough to return to her earlier bimbofied state. She blinked slowly, adjusting her fake glasses, and giggled. “Oh, Chels, I’m, like, back! Thanks, bestie!”

Chelsea beamed, bouncing on her heels, her microkini barely clinging to her body. “Yay! You’re perfect again! But your smartypants outfit is totally ruined...” She said, feeling a bit sad for a moment, but remembering something. She turned to Zeke, "Hey Big Dick, you need to go get another microkini from the back for Bunny!"

Zeke was still confused and trying to maintain his lust, but at Chelsea's command, he dashed to the backroom, returning a minute or so later with an identical microkini. Bunny beamed with happiness as she tore off her ruined outfit and glasses, slipping into the microkini. "Oh man, this fits perfect! And it feels so breezy~!" She said, giving Chelsea a little twirl. "Now come on bestie! We've already cleaned out the whole mall. Why don't we go somewhere else?"

"Good idea! We've already been to, like, all the fun stores!" She turned to Zeke, who was just standing there, staring down at his footlong cock, his mind a haze of perverse desire. “Thanks for being such a good fuck rod, Zeke! You were, like, totally awesome!” She giggled as Officer Hunky picked up all their bags and they turned to leave.

Zeke, however, was still confused, looking down at his ever-hard cock with a mix of awe and panic. He tapped Chelsea on the shoulder before they left. “Uh, Chelsea… what the hell am I supposed to do now? I can’t just… work like this! This thing’s huge! Plus, the store is totally trashed!"

Chelsea turned back and looked down at his dick, giggling again as he attempted to tuck it back into his jeans, to no avail. "Sure you can work like this! Why not...?" Zeke groaned as his cock tented his jeans, his face flushed a deep red. "B-because! If someone sees me like this, with my dick hard and all, they're gonna think I'm a huge perv! And what if our boss sees this! She'll totally fire me!"

Chelsea tilted her head, slightly confused by his nervousness. "But Zeke, you are a huge perv... remember? I made you like that!" Zeke's face grew a slightly annoyed look as he began to realize that most of his memories from earlier today of helping customers and stuff had been replaced with new memories. He remembered that most of his day was actually spent trying to look down girls shirts or up their skirts... In fact, the reason he had gone on break earlier was to snoop on women in the bathroom. "Listen, Chels... I know what you did to me... but... can't you, like, undo it!? I'm gonna embarrass myself walking around like this!"