Day 3: Revealed

Erika lay staring blankly on the side of her bed, furiously moving her hand inside her pussy while simultaneously pressing her enormous breasts against the other.

"OOOH...YES...A LITTLE...OOOOOH...A LITTLE MORE....AHHHHHHHHH"

She screamed from her fourth orgasm of the night. She'd been like that for hours since returning from dinner with Victor Vazquez. Her body was boiling so much that as soon as she crossed the door, she tore off all her clothes to pleasure herself.

She had no way to stop; she needed sex like the air itself; every ounce of pleasure it provided was directed toward her employee. She replayed her experience in the restaurant minute by minute, and her corrupted imagination created various fantasies of what could have happened.

"OOOOHH....TIN....AHHHH.... MAKE ME YOURS TIN....AHHHHHHH.....DON'T HOLD BACK"

She saw herself in the restaurant being forcibly taken by her employee. She replayed her experience in the restaurant minute by minute, and her corrupted imagination created various fantasies of what could have happened.

“Oh… Tin… Ahhh… Make me yours, Tin… Ahhhhhhh… Don’t hold back.”

She saw herself in the restaurant, being forcibly taken by her employee. Victor would kiss her from head to toe in front of everyone present, while exclaiming that she would be his. He ruthlessly stole her clothes, then **** her to lie down on the table and possessed her right there.

“Victor… Ooooooh… Yes, that’s Victor… Ahhhhhhhhhhh… Ahhhh… Just fuck me in front of everyone… Ahhhhhhhh… Let everyone look at me… Ooooooooooh,” she screamed as her fifth orgasm approached.

She struggled so much that she fell out of bed, sprawling on her bedroom floor with strands of golden hair covering her overwhelmed face like a common whore. She presented a far cry from the proud and confident woman she had been just a few days before.

"Ahh… Ahhh… Ahh… Oh… What am I becoming?… Mmm… I… want it so bad,” Erika gasped, her breathing weak, slowly regaining her sanity.

She felt as if gigantic waves were hitting her, minute by minute, each time with increasing **** and for a much longer duration, dragging her toward an ocean of pleasure she swore she would never leave. But with each wave, her resistance grew weaker; the inner strength that defined her was eroded, undermining her ability to fight.

"I'm...I'm changing...I can feel it...with every passing second...I'M NOT MYSELF ANYMORE!" she rambled, terrified but at the same time excited.

She had no idea how long she would be able to endure this situation. She feared that at any moment her life as an independent lesbian would vanish, giving way to a busty woman madly in love with Victor.

She tried to get up, falling back to the floor as she felt an enormous imbalance in her body. The enlargement of her breasts and buttocks had manifested itself again in Erika's, causing her to feel dizzy for a few seconds.

"Arrrrr...fuck, these pieces of shit are...bigger."

It wasn't natural for the blonde to insult her own body, but her frustration and fear were driving her to the limit. This was yet another example of how the virus inside her was growing even stronger. She tried again to stand, this time grabbing the bed to hold onto the wall. She dragged herself along like a drunk, feeling her large breasts swaying wildly, almost causing her to fall more than once.

“Hmm... my... shit... how... humiliating.”

She looked pathetic stumbling through her own house. She was a respectful and successful director; if they saw her now, she would be the laughingstock of everyone she knew.

«Grr... but Victor... Would he make fun of me?... Hmm? Or would he get turned on if he saw me like this?»

“Uh... no... no... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” she screamed hysterically, those lustful thoughts returning.

How could she see the time on her phone: 4:30 AM? She hadn't slept a single bit all night, which didn't help her deal with her terrible problem. Both her body and mind felt an enormous fatigue that would have finished anyone off, but she still fought with her willpower.

After many difficulties, she managed to reach her destination and made it to the bathroom, hoping that a good shower would cool her body and mind.

“Hmm... I need... this... I can't take it anymore.”

But when her skin felt the first drops of the shower, violent shocks of pleasure shook her.

“OOOOOOOOOH....FUCK....AHHHHHHH”

As if her entire body had become an erogenous zone, overstimulating her pleasure receptors at least four times more than usual. When the water hit harder, things only got worse, as she lost the little strength that kept her upright.

“AHHHHHHH...SEX....AHHHHHH... I NEED SEX ”

On the floor, she writhed uncontrollably, her hands instinctively going to her pussy and tits, urgently seeking her own pleasure. She was just an animal in heat, possessed by lust, but it wasn't enough; her own hands weren't enough.

“OOOOOO....AHHHHHHH....AYYYYY...AYYYYYYY....SEX....SEX....AHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHH.... I WANT MORE... MORE....OOOOOOOOOH”

The water was combining with her own fluids more and more as a new orgasm approached, her mind obsessed with her employee every second.

“AHHHHHHH....AHHHHHHHH... VICTOR.... VICTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

An hour and a half later, she came out worse than when she came in; her brain was still thinking more “reasonable” thoughts about Vázquez.

«Victor...mmh... I want to see him... I shouldn't... but I want... more of him... Victor»

Like a zombie, Erika went to her room and looked for the most revealing and sexy clothes she had. As she dressed, she noticed a new growth in her breasts, but she didn't care.

As she left the house, the only thing on her mind was to be close to Victor no matter what.

“Victor...hmmm...I'm coming...I'm coming for you”