Both ladies return home, and get the experience of a life time!

Returning home after visiting Mary Jane, Gwen dropped her back on her kitchen counter and combed her fingers through her hair. The visit was an... Interesting experience. he never would have guessed MJ would take that kind of direction in her life, but then again if you had to spend a harsh regime of dieting, exercise and make-up, she figured she'd likely crash just like that too. She tried to picture herself just as large and curvaceous as the red-head she spent an hour with for only a split second before snorting into a laugh. The idea was unthinkable to the former punk rocker as she rolled her eyes and poured herself a glass of water to drink.

"Pff... I think I'll stick to water and salads thank you, you aren't going to see me going that way any time so... Gasp!"

Leaning against the counter and clutching at the rim of the counter, it took all Gwen had to not collapse to her knees to a mind melting orgasm on the spot. Her mind raced with visions of... A pair of monsters, tangled up with each other. The mental images made her sweat and pant as she pictured a plump and curvy creature with slick black skin cry out like an animal while being mounted hard from behind. She could feel... EVERYTHING! The brute's massive cock thrusting hard and deep into her overstretched pussy over and over again, hammering away at the walls of her womb as if it were under siege with a battering ram. The waves of pleasure as her meaty flanks and bulbous ass quaked with each collision. Her breasts, rivalling the size of her head swung with each thrust, threatening to slap at her chin and her plump gut rolling and shaking from the intrusion. But just as erotic yet disturbing was she could feel the brute bite down possessively over her shoulder, how the two would snake their serpentine tongues into each other's toothy maws, kissing languidly until they shuddered and separated their mouth to give off a shared guttural roar of release.

Without realizing it, Gwen had done the same, finally collapsing to her knees and ripping her blouse open to knead at her sensitive breasts and drive three fingers down her panties. It was intoxicating, overwhelming, the lust, the hunger, the carnality, the inhibition of it all. The moment she heard her stomach growl, her eyes opened wide and she crawled towards the refrigerator. Prying the door open she grabbed what she could and downed milk and juice and water as if she had been left thirsting in the desert. Packaged meals and leftovers were pulled open and practically inhaled before said packaging was tossed behind her. She never realized how starving she was until now and after finishing off an entire carton of eggs she was too hungry to question it. Another surge of pleasure coursed through her, causing her to twist and bend the metal tray in the fridge like it was tin foil in her bare hands as she imagined the two orgasm again, moaning like a whore when she grabbed the butter and stuffed it into her mouth.

Had the woman noticed, she would have found her nylons ripping from her thighs gaining mass and her panties getting tighter.

*

"More! MORE!" Gasped Cindy, already halfway finished picking her refrigerator clean. Her blouse was ripped open and her panties soaked and torn on the floor. Her bra felt tight after she had eaten an entire chicken and drank 4 liters of milk. Her clothes groaning to her expanding frame. But she was oblivious to it as her mind was still wracked with hunger and arousal. Another vision of the two creatures mating flooded her mind, finding the male hoisting the female's legs out as he plowed into her, their bellies pressing together and her breasts swaying wildly. She wanted breasts like that, those hips, those thighs... She was jealous of such ample femininity, and craved it for herself. The button on her skirt burst and the garment slid down her widened hips, kicked to the side and forgotten as she continued to eat. With the refrigerator cleaned out, the Asian woman turned to the cupboards and began going over canned goods, not even using an opener she crushed each can under her inhuman strength and popped the lids to suck their contents down raw.

Gripping the counter, juices trickled down her thigh as another explosive orgasm crashed through her, making her thighs twerk as if SHE were the one being rolled onto her side and penetrated deep into. Braying out another deep moan, Cindy Moon became even more hungry, her pussy squeezing and clenching on its own and causing more juices to trickle down to her thickening ankle.

Pulling off her ruined blouse, the woman was now completely nude, slick with sweat and utterly starving and horny beyond reason. She wanted to eat, she wanted to fuck, it was so unbearable she could die.

*

Tossing off her blouse and leaving her in the nude, Gwen was on the floor surrounded by empty containers and wrappers. Her figure had ballooned to gain 50 pounds in one sitting and her body showed it with breasts now three sizes larger, hips as wide as her shoulders and thigh and ass meat that cushioned her back. Groping her tits and driving half of her hand down her pussy, the blond gasped and moaned, slick and feverish and craving more. It was maddening. But at that moment, she heard a voice in her head.

"You want to join them, don't you little spider?"

"YES!" Moaned Gwen and Cindy, the two in their own apartments but responding to the question as if together.

"Do you want to shed it all to be just as free, and wild and ample as they are?"

"YES! I don't care, I want more!" "Yes! More, make me bigger, as big as SHE is, anything."

At that very moment, both women gasped, their eyes going wide, before turning to a sultry and predatory gleam in their eyes.