An Unexpected Interruption

In the short moment of several heartbeats after Emma's plea, Issac's mind reeled. What should he do in this situation? What was the correct way to proceed? These questions and many others ran through his head, his thoughts torn between cold logic and fiery desire.

On one hand, Issac knew he should be terrified. He had no idea what was going on with his body. His memories of last night were a complete blur, and now he found himself being swept along from one implausible sexual escapade to the next. His first growth, Angela, his second expansion, and now Emma. None of it made any sense. Who would expect to find themselves suddenly thrust into such a sexually charged series of otherworldly events? This was all insane. Issac thought it was as if he had made some crazy wish on a cursed "Monkey's Paw", granting his deepest, hidden desires.

On the other hand...it WAS as if he had made some crazy wish on a cursed "Monkey's Paw", granting his deepest, hidden desires. How can one be expected to keep their libido under control when suddenly thrust into the sexual escapades seen only in his fantasies? Issac had always wanted a big, huge cock. Hed always has a thing for plumper women, imagining them getting bigger and fatter just for him. The number of times he'd masturbated to just such a fantasy were beyond counting. And now there sat Emma, her body swollen heavy far beyond her original size and begging for his cock. For him to breed her. To pound her pussy into oblivion and fill her up till she was nothing but an enormously fat cum-stuffed love pillow fit only for his pleasure.

The human mind is a masterfully built organ of astonishing complexity and capability. Evolving over millions of years, this 3 pound blob of fat filled with over 86 billion neurons is resilient, able to cope with astonishing trauma given time. Even so, how could Issac's grey matter possibly hope to comprehend the situation hed found himself in? So torn was he over what to do, to either dissociate entirely to save his sanity or given in to this eros fueled insanity, it felt as if his brain would explode before he could make a decision.

Luckily for Issac, he didn't have to.

Without warning, the door to the changing room burst open. Issac reached up to shield his eyes from the sudden change in light, but the newfound brightness was quickly blocked out by the appearance of a tall person completely enclosed in what appeared to be some sort of hazmat suit.

"Wha--" Issac started to exclaim in surprise, only to be cut off by the mysterious figure shooting out a cloud of some purplish gas that quickly filled the rest of the enclosed space. Unable to avoid breathing the cloud, Issac began to cough and sputter, his mind rapidly growing foggy and dim. His vision blurred. The room seemed to spin. Issac could barely feel himself falling forward, his body caught by the soft, plump mass that was the equally **** Emma's new girth. Then there was only darkness.