Enhancements Galore

As you lock eyes with Isabela, her pupils dilated with desire, you whisper, "Your turn is next." Her lips part slightly, and she nods, her gaze never wavering from yours. You reposition yourself in front of her, your cock still semi-rigid from the previous encounter.

Isabela's eyes widen as she takes in the sight of your semi-erect member. Her tongue darts out, wetting her lips in anticipation. You gently guide her head towards your cock, and she eagerly takes you into her warm mouth. Her tongue swirls around the tip before she begins to bob her head, taking you deeper with each movement.

You groan in pleasure, your hands tangling in her hair as she works her magic. Her massive breasts sway with each motion, brushing against your thighs and adding to the sensations. You can feel yourself hardening fully in her mouth, your arousal building once again.

Gabriella watches from the side, her hands roaming over her newly enhanced curves. Her fingers trace the contours of her enlarged ass and thighs, a look of wonder and lust in her eyes. She begins to touch herself, her fingers finding her sensitive as she watches you and Isabela. Her breathing grows heavier, her eyes nearly closed with pleasure as she continues to masturbate.

As Isabela's efforts intensify, you pause for a moment, your chest heaving from the exertion. You glance over at Gabriella, who's fingers dance across her pear-shaped form in time with her moans. You grin, knowing that this scene is far from over. With a newfound sense of determination, you plunge back into the moment, driving deeper into Isabela's throat. Your hips sway gently as she works you with expert precision. Her tongue swirls around your length, eliciting soft moans of pleasure from both of you.

As Isabela sucks you, your balls tighten and your orgasm builds, threatening to break free. Her eyes meet yours, a silent plea for release evident in her gaze. You groan, giving in to the sensations. You grip her hair tighter as you feel yourself about to explode. With a powerful thrust, you unload into Isabela's mouth, filling it completely. Her tongue and throat work together effortlessly to swallow every last drop of your potent seed.

Isabela pulls back, licking her lips with a satisfied smile. She looks at you adoringly, her breasts bobbing gently as she catches her breath. You grin back at her, feeling the satisfaction of knowing that you've marked both girls as your own.

Isabela’s ass and thighs begin to expand, thickening as the app takes effect. Her eyes widen in amazement as she watches herself grow before your very eyes. Her massive tits continue to bob up and down, each sway adding to the sensual scene.

You turn to Gabriella, her eyes closed and mouth slightly open in a silent moan. You lift her effortlessly, positioning her on Isabela's already-bulging ass. "Take me," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rhythmic thumping of Isabela's heartbeat. Without further ado, you sink into her, feeling her slick heat envelop you once again. She gasps softly, her eyes fluttering open in surprise and pleasure as you plunge deeper into her.

Her moans echo through the room, synchronizing with the rhythm of your thrusts. You can feel her soft flesh quiver around you, the sensation adding to your own pleasure. As you increase the tempo and intensity of your movements, she arches her back in response, grinding against you. Her mid-A cup breasts bounce gently with each movement, adding another layer of stimulus to an already-intense encounter.

Your climax takes you by surprise yet again, the pleasure overwhelming you entirely. With one final thrust, you release inside Gabriella, your seed filling her completely. She groans loudly as you pull out of her, a look of bliss on her face. Isabela's voluptuous body shudders underneath her as cum continues to drip from between their connected forms.

You lean down to kiss both girls tenderly, their lips soft and warm against yours. Your hands gently caress their altered bodies—Isabela's inflated ass and thighs; Gabriella's enhanced curves—as you sigh with satisfaction after you finally exacted your ****.

You pull your pants back up, also taking out your phone to enter a condition for the two girls before the ordeal ends, in order to essentially make them into your personal sex slaves who follow your every order without complaint.

"From now on, whenever I ejaculate inside you, your bodies will alter to become even more desirable," you say with a wicked glint in your eye. "And if you disobey me... well, let's just say the consequences will be quite severe."

Gabriella and Isabela exchange nervous glances before nodding their consent. They know they're already under your control, but this new condition only solidifies it further. You step back, content with the scene before you—two beautiful girls with enhanced curves at your beck and call. As they clean themselves up and adjust their clothes, you can't help but smile with satisfaction at this twisted yet fulfilling game of power and pleasure.

Isabela’s breasts begin to deflate back to their—albeit massive—Mid-H cup size. “Oh yeah, and you guys aren’t allowed to wear bras anymore, so you might as well get rid of all of the ones you own.” You say, smiling with satisfaction. Gabriella looks down at her small chest, then back up at you with a mixture of arousal and fear in her eyes. She swallows thickly before nodding once more. “Understood,” she whispers, her voice shaky with emotion, “We’re yours.”

You nod, and with that, you leave the storage room, ready to face the rest of your day. As you walk out into the hallway, you can't help but feel a surge of power and excitement coursing through your veins. The memory of what just transpired in that dusty room replays in your mind, sending shivers down your spine.

You make your way to your next class, your mind still buzzing with the possibilities that lie ahead. As you settle into your seat, you notice a few curious glances from your classmates. You wonder if they can sense the change in you, the newfound confidence that radiates from your very being.

You sit down in the class taught by Professor Smith, eager to see what kind of encounters will play out during this class.

Professor Smith walks into the room, wearing a usual slutty outfit consisting of a tight black dress and high heels. You can't help but feel a sense of intrigue mixed with apprehension as you prepare for the lesson ahead. Her cleavage is amply showcased, and her gait is characterized by a subtle, enticing sway.

Taking your seat, you find Mya Lee nearby, her raven tresses flowing over her shoulders and her gaze locked onto the professor with rapt attention. You find yourself questioning her thoughts, her emotions. Your eyes flick towards your phone, the app you used earlier still on the screen. You ponder the idea of adding a condition for Mya, but hesitation holds you back.

You observe her current measurements:

Mya Lee (Classmate)

• Height: 5’6”
• Breasts: Low-A cup
• Waist: 25 inches
• Hips: 34 inches
• Thighs: 20 inches

"So a lot of room for improvement," you think to yourself with a small smile growing across your lips. You swiftly access the app, navigating to Mya's profile, and make adjustments to her settings. A few inches are added to her breast size, and you watch as her upper garment stretches to accommodate the transformation.

Mya's eyes momentarily widen, but she swiftly regains her composure, avoiding unwanted attention. A hint of satisfaction tugs at your lips, relishing the influence you wield.

While Professor Smith carries on with her discourse, you discern her cleavage wrestling for release from her snug attire. You decide to augment her bust size, causing her dress to stretch even more tautly across her torso. Although she doesn't appear to acknowledge the transformation, her cleavage becomes more pronounced, and her nipples become conspicuous through the fabric.

Due to your measurement vision, you watch the numbers rise on both girls.

Kay Smith

Low-F cup —> Mid-F cup

Mya Lee

Low-A cup —> High-A cup

You refocus on Mya, who remains engrossed in the lecture, seemingly oblivious to the alterations. You decide to add a condition to her, making wearing underwear unbearably uncomfortable. Swiftly accessing her profile on the app, you implement the adjustment.

Mya's face momentarily contorts, and she subtly fidgets in her seat. She glances around the room, yet no one seems to take notice of her discomposure. She crosses her legs, endeavoring to concentrate on the lecture.

Mya's body is reacting in **** discomfort due to the panties beneath her skirt, causing her to squirm subtly. She attempts to concentrate on the lecture, but her thoughts keep drifting towards the sensation of her undergarments chafing against her delicate skin. An inexplicable desire to discard them arises, yet she recognizes the inappropriateness of such an action within the classroom setting.

Throughout the class, you answer 4 correct questions, leading to a corresponding 4-inch growth in Professor Smith's breasts. Her clothes struggle to contain the rising swell of her chest, and her cleavage becomes increasingly prominent. She appears to be oblivious to the metamorphosis, carrying on with her discourse unaltered.

As the session ends, you observe Mya's discomfort escalating. She squirms in her seat, her face reddening and her breathing hastening. Her fingers clench and unclench in her lap, and her gaze darts around the room, seeking an escape.

She fights to keep her composure, to resist the intense desire to discard her undergarments. Once the class is dismissed, Mya hurriedly gathers her belongings, her actions abrupt and unsteady. She dashes out of the room, her cheeks aflame and her breaths quickened.

As you're packing up to leave, a notification appears on your phone with a ping, and it's from the measurement app. You open it, and it reads as follows:

"Congratulations! you've applied conditions to 10 different girls. The game has now started, and you may find yourself solving the App of Wonder's secrets. Perhaps you're not the only player of the game?"

Excitement courses through you as you realize things have only just begun, and the mystery of the App of Wonder awaits to be unraveled. The thought of being part of a larger group of players adds an extra layer of intrigue to the challenge ahead.

Questions begin flying through your mind at lightspeed as you walk out of the classroom. Who is behind the app? Who else has access to it? What secrets does it hold? The thrill of the unknown propels you forward, eager to uncover the truth behind the App of Wonder.

In your mentally distracted state, you bump into someone in the hallway and get knocked over. Looking up at who you ran into, you realize it's Rachel Lithe, whom you haven't seen in a few days. Due to the condition you placed on her, (Every sexual action Rachel performs in a public space will not be acknowledged or noticed by anyone except John Ring) she walks around with the most slutty outfits possible and nobody bats an eye, except for you of course.

You promptly regain your footing and offer a sincere apology to Rachel, who appears unfamiliar with your identity. Involuntarily, your gaze gravitates towards her bosom, which appears to be a high-DD cup from your measurement vision. You find yourself pondering if she has noticed the transformation in her physique, but she exhibits no signs of awareness. "Do we know each other?" Rachel queries, scrutinizing you with a puzzled look. "No, I don't believe so," you respond, feigning nonchalance while attempting to suppress your exhilaration. "I'm John, by the way."

She is wearing a miniskirt with black stockings and a low-cut top with no bra beneath. You have a sneaking suspicion that she has no undergarments on at all.

"Nice to meet you, John," Rachel says, offering her hand. You shake it, feeling a subtle, intriguing energy between you two. As you proceed down the hallway, you find yourself captivated by the rhythmic sway of Rachel's hips.

Her miniskirt hugs her figure, exposing the alluring shapes of her thighs and hips. Her stockings emphasize the undulations of her legs, leading your gaze to the delicate skin of her upper limbs. A thrill courses through you as you picture what might be concealed beneath her skirt.

You trail Rachel to her subsequent class, which you both share, observing from a distance as she settles in the front row. You find a seat a few rows back, unable to avert your eyes from her form. Your attention is drawn to her top, which molds to her chest, betraying the fullness of her breasts. A feeling of accomplishment washes over you, considering your role in her transformation.

Suddenly, Rachel strips, now topless. Your eyes widen in astonishment as Rachel's top descends, unveiling her ample high-DD cup sized breasts. Her nipples are taut, and her skin is tinged with a rosy glow of arousal. A wave of excitement and desire washes over you, acknowledging your contribution to her transformation. The faint outlines of her nipples are visible through her clothing, and you notice a slight stirring in your pants.

The rest of the class remains unperturbed, continuing their note-taking as usual, while you struggle to maintain your composure.