Her husband, not that she knows that

“Hey sexy, ever fucked a girl like me? You’ll love to watch these boobies shake when you’re pounding my pussy!” she exclaimed, not recognizing her astonished husband at all.

“Wha…who the hell are…Teagan?!” Ken exclaimed with astonishment, recognizing his wife only thanks to her face being a hotter version of what it had been when he first met her, and even then it was hard to be sure. The woman in front of him was so different that only the ring on her finger assured him that it was actually his wife.

“Come on, mister, get that cock out and spurt some jizz between my tits! They feel, like, soooo soft and squishy,” she babbled, groping her enormous melons as she did. Her eyes crossed momentarily as her body rewarded her with sexy tingles, which gave Ken just enough time to frantically open the door and flee from the house. Coming back to herself, Teagan huffed and stomped impotently in the doorway. “FINE! I’ll just find someone else who’s willing to fuck me with their sexy COCK!!” Her last word leapt in volume as Vince finally left his girlfriend and sister in a delirious, cum-soaked pile and shoved his dick inside his former mother, sealing her fate as a third slut for him to endlessly fuck.

Ken just ran. Any part of him that wanted to go back and help his wife was overpowered by fear and the last, haunting yowl he had heard from her. ‘Fuck me with their sexy cock’ played endlessly throug his head, repeating over and over like a drumbeat. Eventually he slowed down and tried to walk calmly, his eyes wide and barely registering his surroundings.

The one thing his gaze did linger on were some of the men, particularly the tall hot ones. His chest pounded with each one that passed him, their bodies breathtaking and incredible. The strength of their strides, the straightness of their backs, and the subtle bulges below their waists all held Ken’s attention, to the point that he didn’t even notice the slow changes occurring to him.

His own strides changed, feet being placed directly in front of the other, while his legs became breezier overall. His shoulders popped inward while his chest bounced out and masculine features softened into the youth of womanhood. His hair went from slightly grey to platinum blonde and makeup layered his face, one completely unrecognizable as his own. His thoughts were completely foreign as well, most of them being consumed by pink clouds and the rest inevitably drifting towards sex and being sexy. Teagan’s words continued looping in his head, filling his brain with a litany of ‘fuck’ and ‘sexy cock’, until the words were itching to come out. And despite trying to hold back, all it took was one particularly hot guy for Ken to break.

“I want to fuck a sexy cock,” he whispered and was hit by a wave of pleasure a moment later. His cock, shrunken, shriveled, and diminished, pulsed once with orgasmic overload, a small line of jizz shooting onto the pavement from under the skirt. No one noticed it, just like no one noticed the change as the last of Ken faded and Kendra appeared as a pussy popped open between the new bimbo’s legs with a gush of femcum. The last of the former man’s thoughts floated away as the new slut’s instincts took over, and she licked her pink lips while making sure her lacy, pink, corset-like top and white skirt were as tight on her hourglass figure as possible. Her pussy was empty, and that needed to change soon.

“Hey, wanna help a girl out? I’ll make it super worth your time,” she said to the first acceptably studdly man she saw, a man that seemed surprised at her obvious proposition. She wondered why: wasn’t it obvious that she needed to be fucked? Did she not look slutty enough? The man removed her fears a second later as he glanced around and spotted a hotel, then began walking with her towards it. She quietly squealed with delight and was definitely struggling to remember why she shouldn’t hump her lover-to-be’s leg while he was arranging their room. He just seemed so strong and thick and masculine, all things her bimbo brain couldn’t resist. His heady scent alone was enough to fizzle her brain and keep her, for lack of a better term, docile until they got to the room.

After that, Kendra got pushed down onto a bed and then found herself on the receiving end of the best fuck she could possibly imagine. To the man’s eyes, she was cumming her brains out with impunity. In reality, she didn’t have any to lose in the first place. Orgasm after squirting orgasm rocked her under his greedy attention. In fact, once it became obvious to him how much she loved his dick, he let his restraint slip and set to work using her to his heart and cock’s content. And soon he began to slip as well, losing himself in the pleasure.

Until suddenly it wasn’t working. Hips were thrusting, skin was smacking against skin, but there weren't any feelings. No pleasure. Something was missing, but…she didn’t know what it was. She wondered if the girl beneath her knew. She looked like she knew how to have a good time at least, if her disheveled blonde hair, big boobs, and cum-smeared body was any indication. Lucy (that was her name, right?) wondered if she could tell her who it was that had clearly fucked her so good. Though looking at herself, she wouldn’t have any trouble finding a stud. Her tits were bigger than Kendra’s and her lips were just huge. Her blonde hair and lust-lidded eyes would hopefully do the rest.

“Did you see them? Who even goes out and gets laid like that?” Irene said to Yvone, her best friend. They were walking into a hotel to party with friends from out of town when they had seen a man and woman getting a room of their own, the girl clearly only having one thing on her mind. If she was capable of having something on her mind in the first place. From how she had looked, Irene doubted it.

“Let them be, ‘Rene. Come on, Gretch and Sera are waiting. They want to hang out a bit before we go out.” Irene grudgingly heeded Yvone’s words, doing her best to put the couple out of her mind, though she didn’t entirely succeed.

Twenty minutes and a few girly screams of joy later, Gretchen, Sera, Irene, and Yvone had caught up and were getting ready to go out on the town. Irene was particularly excited, wondering what kind of hot boys they could find. She knew she had been disgusted earlier, but now she wondered if she didn’t understand what that slut downstairs was thinking. Getting fucked sounded really good. Though looking at Yvone, she wasn’t sure she’d make the same choice of partner.

“Yvie, since we’re already ready, do you wanna, like, have a little fun while we wait?” she asked, not caring that her voice sounded different or that her already hot body was starting to push at the limits of her dress.

“What did you…have in mind?” Yvone asked, her own head a little cloudy for some reason. Irene thought about it for a second, but came up with absolutely nothing, so instead she pressed herself against her friend and started kissing the corner of her mouth. Yvone instantly groaned, a tingly heat spreading from Irene’s lips and rushing through her body. Her own eyes fluttered shut and she pursed her own lips, ready to feel more kisses from her friend.

Their sapphic little moans filled the room as their bodies twisted, arms wrapping around each other as their increasingly covetous fingers squeezed and pinched at each other. Lips and tits swelled up, their mashing dick pillows letting errant globs of saliva drip down onto their chests and changing dresses. Plain cloth turned to slutty silver, fully changing to match their bodies in whorish curves. Color dripped from their hair, leaving it bleached and blonde, while the same happened to their brains.

They felt every bit of themselves intensely, their wants, hopes, memories, and passions, all pooled together in one essence. It burned inside their overwhelmed minds, fighting with their arousal for dominance, their groping fingers tipping the scales until the balance broke with matching climactic screams. They both felt that little core of self trickle through their bodies until it reached their pussies, at which point they both squirted explosively, ridding themselves of any vestige of themselves, gleefully giggling with wide eyed lust.

“Alright girls, who’s ready to paint the town red?!” Gretchen exclaimed, stepping out with Sera to see their friends smiling vapidly at each other and then them. The quartet all looked at each other with dumbfounded faces.

Sera was the first to recover. “What the fuck happened to you two?”

“Dunno, but we got to cum, like, super good. Felt so fucking good. And now we feel like sparkles!”

“You two should, like, be like us too! We’d get so many guys and sexy studs to fuck us! Hey Gretchie, were your boobs always that good?” Irene asked, her empty brain only noticing because she wanted to grab those boobs herself.

“My…wha….” Gretchen stammered, looking down at her chest as it visibly shifted. She couldn’t stammer out words, not only because most of her speech skills were being converted into sexual expertise. The pleasure she was feeling was only matched by her surprise at seeing Sera changing as well, both young women being turned into bimbos by sheer proximity to their slut friends. They were lost before they could understand what they were losing, joining their friends to become four sisters in bimbohood. Their dresses had changed along with them, matching them in sluttiness and ensuring they’d get whatever man they set their hungry eyes on. Provided they managed to pull them away from each other.

Some amount of time filled with lesbian touching and giggling later, the room door opened to reveal Sera’s mother, the reason they were there. She was a very successful politician in town for an event, but had unfortunately forgotten the notes for her speech in the room. It was a deadly mistake, since needing to go back had put her face to face with a four-person lesbian bimbo party.

“O-oh, sorry girls, I didn’t…well, I’ll just…leave you to it…” the brunette stammered, nervously fixing her slightly revealing, gold-colored dress as she crossed the room and grabbed the notes she had forgotten. She did her best not to look at the four blondes tangled together in the middle of the room, entirely missing the fact that they, including her daughter, had been massively changed. “Um…have…fun?....Er, bye.” She quickly closed the door, uncomfortable with such an unabashed display of sex.

Too bad for her, it was too late. As she stepped into the elevator, she felt her body tingle all over and she readjusted her dress again, pulling at the fabric to show off just a little more skin. She suddenly wished she had taken a closer look at the dresses Sera and her friends had been wearing, wondering if her tastes were behind the times. She’d always dressed rather conservatively, wanting to be respected instead of leered at, but she wondered if she couldn’t do with showing off a little more. She looked good for her age, what was wrong with flaunting it a little?

Using the mirrored walls of the elevator, she gave a critical look to her behind. A little too saggy, a bit too underwhelming when it could be so much better. She bounced her ass a bit, curious at first but then with more and more excitement as she realized how good it felt. Plus her butt was looking better and better by the bounce, with her hips creaking to make sure the rest of her lower half matched. Her dress clung much tighter to her, something she quickly decided she enjoyed. She looked pretty bottom heavy though and wished she matched a bit better up top.

As luck would have it, she didn’t have to wish for long. Enormous round tits were rapidly expanding on her chest, replacing the much more underwhelming ones she’d had before. Those had been aged and sad. These were gorgeously round, full, and worthy of being drooled over. Worthy of being seen as well, she decided, tugging on the collar of her dress until the fabric changed and became much, much more revealing. The sluttifying politician only stopped once she was satisfied, which was only when more of her tits were exposed than were covered. She even made sure she was an errant move away from a nip slip, just to make things really fun. Snapping a pic of herself in the mirror, she pursed her slightly fuller lips on her slightly younger face, confirming she was the sexy slut she wanted to be. She was going to be drowning in cocks tonight and couldn’t wait to be riding a cute stud and have her MILF cunt full of sperm.