Starfall

Allison groaned as she got out of the elevator. Or maybe the elevator groaned; she couldn't tell. All she knew was there was a groan and the doors were open. Making he way down the hall she was glad she'd thought to buy up the entire floor, as well as the one above and below. Originally it had been so she could practice her music without annoying her neighbors but now it was also serving the purpose of keeping them from complaining about the many different food runs she went on.

Entering her spacious apartment she she kicked off the sandals she had been wearing (her feet wouldn't fit any shoes unless they were custom made and her latest order hadn't come in, forcing her to grab a men's set that were made for basketball players) and set the stack of pizzas she'd grabbed down on the table. She paused, looking at herself in the mirror and had to admit she got why her album sales were spiking. She looked so AMAZING! Curvy but strong! Tall but not manish. Far from it! Yes, she had a bit of a gut but that was fine because where else were her tits supposed to rest? And it balanced out her ass, which was a full dump truck at that point! Her arms and legs were thick as tree trunks... except far more powerful!

She struck a pose and giggled, blowing herself a kiss.

Making her way to her couch she looked at the different weights and other exercise gear that was lying about. That was the other thing... ever since she'd woken up in her new form she had three default desires. First was eating. The second was working out. Both were wonderful because she got to watch herself get bigger. Either slowly seeing her waistline expand or her muscles.

The third worked with either of them: testing out the latest round of sex toys she'd bought to see if any could give her the release she needed.

Picking up a gag dildo that was as thick as her arm used to be Dazzler spread her legs and slipped it into her folds, pushing until it was fully in before activating the vibrator within. The wonderful tingle filled her thought it wasn't nearly enough and she set about eating her pizza.

The doorbell rang.

Allison frowned, slowly getting to her feet, making sure her skirt (which was basically a blanket) was secure before she moved towards the door.

"Ya, what do you want?" she asked, flinging the door open.

"You."

"Scott-" she didn't get anything else out as Scott Summer suddenly slammed into her, Allison vaguely realizing he was just as big as she was, hands groping her ass as he **** a deep kiss onto her lips. Not that Allison was complaining as she grabbed hold of him as well, clinging to him as he pushed her further into her apartment, their large bodies causing lamps and other knick knacks to fall to the ground as they stumbled about.

Finally Scott broke free and stared at her.

"I'm going to fuck you, Allison," he said with a determined glint in his eyes. "I'm going to claim every inch of you. I'm going to fuck your tits so hard they won't stop shaking even hours afterwards. I'm going to take that ass you've wiggled for millions of teen boys and plunder its depths. I'm going to shove my cock deep in your throat and feel what those amazing vocal cords of yours can do. I'll ram your pussy so hard you won't be able to get off with anything or anyone other than me. I'll coat you head to toe with my cum and then if you are a good girl I'll even cum inside that lovely cunt of yours until I fertilize every egg you have."

The dildo plopped out of her pussy with a wet splash as Allison instantly fell to the ground, the boom of her ass hitting the floor only muffled by her ripping off her clothing. "Take me!" she screamed.

As Scott grabbed her ankles Allison felt everything click into place. This is what had been missing in her life. What she had needed. She understood now what she desired: Scott Summers. Him claiming her, taking her, making her his. It was her entire mission in life to be HIS.

With that thought Allison came for the first of many times that day.