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The air shimmered faintly around Rita as the remote's effect took hold. Her body shifted in smooth waves that started from her core and spread outward. Excess weight drained away from her midsection and limbs, leaving behind lean muscle toned from what looked like years of yoga practice.

Her arms gained definition with visible biceps and triceps that flexed slightly as she adjusted her stance. Her legs strengthened into long, firm lines with calves and thighs that showed clear separation between muscle groups. Balance came naturally now; she stood taller, her posture straightening to reveal her true height, towering over Seth by several inches where before her slouched shoulders had made them level.

Flexibility showed in the easy way she rolled her neck, joints loose and supple, ready for deep bends or twists without strain. She stretched one arm overhead casually, her body responding with effortless grace, as if testing the new range of motion that allowed her to bend backward slightly without any hint of discomfort or resistance.

The skin across her body tightened and cleared next. Pores shrank until every inch glowed smooth and even, free of blemishes or rough patches. The transformation left her face looking refreshed, cheeks firm and jawline sharpened, while her hands and feet adopted the same flawless texture, nails naturally neat and polished without effort.

Rita’s hips now widened gradually, flaring out into wide, rounded shapes that curved outward from her narrowed waist. This created an hourglass outline that pulled the eye along her sides, emphasizing the dip at her middle where abs subtly etched themselves under the surface. Her ass filled out after that, cheeks lifting and rounding into full, firm globes that strained against her pants, each one plump yet taut, jiggling just enough with her subtle shift to draw attention.

Pleasingly her breast began to swell steadily, pushing forward from her chest into enormous, heavy orbs that swelled to fill her shirt completely. Nipples hardened visibly through the fabric as they bounced with the growth, their weight pulling the material tight and low. Seth watched as the changes settled, her chest heaving slightly with a deep breath, the new curves rising and falling in a way that made the room feel smaller, more intimate.

Her flannel shirt and pants reformed seamlessly in the process. The shirt shrank into a snug black sports bra that hugged her massive breasts, thin straps digging slightly into her shoulders from the heft.

Meanwhile, the pants turned into tight blue gym shorts that clung to her thick thighs and wide hips, the material stretching smooth over her skin without a single wrinkle or sag.

That horribly short cut of offensively dyed neon blue hair softened in colour, the bright blue fading to a pale, pastel shade that framed her face in a long wavy high ponytail that fell across her shoulders. The strands of said hair grew glossy and straight with a slight wave at the tips—her eyebrows arched and filled out in the same light blue hue, thin lines that matched perfectly, suggesting the colour ran deep in her roots now.

Rita’s thin bitter lips plumped up, turning full and soft with a natural pink tint. The upper one grew slightly thicker than the lower, parting slightly as she let out a moan, amazingly they were glossy without any product. Rita licked them absentmindedly, the motion drawing Seth's gaze, her expression shifting from surprise to a slow, knowing smile as she took in her own changes, running a hand down her side to feel the firm waist and flared hips.

"I can think of several ways too," Rita said, her voice dropping to a low, teasing pitch, eyes locking on his with a slow blink. "But your rent is due."

Seth blinked, caught off guard by the words amid the flirt in her tone. "I paid it early last week—to avoid any late fees."

Her hands clamped down on his shoulders with a firm, commanding squeeze, fingers digging in just enough to send a thrill racing through him, her newly sculpted muscles flexing under smooth skin that felt warm and alive against his. Leaning over him now, her posture straight and confident, Rita bent down with deliberate slowness, eyes half-lidded as she whispered those words about the lease, her breath brushing his lips like a teasing promise.

Then his Landlady struck—lips slamming into his with raw hunger, soft and yielding at first but quickly turning fierce, parting wide to claim him completely. Rita’s tongue dove in boldly, slick and hot, swirling around his in urgent strokes that demanded response, tasting faintly of mint and desire as it probed deeper, coaxing moans from his throat.

The kiss built in waves of intensity, her mouth sucking gently on his lower lip one moment, then pressing harder the next, teeth grazing just enough to spark electricity down his spine.

All the while, His Landlady’s enormous breasts crushed against his chest, the sports bra doing little to contain their plush, overflowing fullness—they squished and spread under the pressure, warm flesh pressing up against his body heat, her nipples stiff and insistent as they rubbed through the thin fabric, sending jolts straight to Seths loins with every subtle shift.

Rita pulled him closer, arching her back to grind those heavy curves into him more, her heart pounding against his as the kiss deepened, tongues battling in wet, rhythmic tangles that left him breathless, his hands instinctively sliding up her toned sides to feel the flare of her hips, the air between them thick with building heat.

Finally Rita broke the kiss with a slow pull back, her full lips lingering against his for one last suck before parting completely, a thin string of saliva snapping between them. She licked her lower lip, eyes fixed on his mouth. "You taste delicious, Stud," she murmured, voice husky and low, her hands sliding down from his shoulders to trace his chest through his shirt.

Fingers moved lower without pause, hooking into his belt loop before popping the button on his jeans and yanking the zipper down in one swift tug. She shoved the pants and underwear past his hips, letting them pool at his ankles, his erect penis springing free, hard and throbbing in the cool apartment air, the tip already glistening. Rita glanced down at it, her pale blue eyebrows raising slightly in approval, before her own hands dropped to her waistband.

She hooked thumbs into her tight blue leggings and panties, shoving them down her thick thighs in a quick shimmy, stepping out of one leg while kicking the other free, exposing her smooth, bare skin below—her pussy already wet and ready, lips swollen and pink, folds glistening under the dim apartment light.

Without a word, Rita grabbed his shaft firmly, stroking once from base to tip to guide him, fingers wrapping tight around the girth as she pumped slowly, feeling it throb in her palm before pressing her body forward, lifting one leg to hook around his waist, her heel digging into his lower back for support.

Seth thrust up sharply as she lowered herself onto him, her inner walls hot and slick, parting around his head before gripping tight along his length inch by inch until he buried completely inside, their standing position making every slight shift grind her swollen clit against his base.

She held still for a second, adjusting to the fullness, then started slow, rolling her hips in deep circles that stirred him inside her, her enormous breasts bouncing against his chest with each twist, nipples scraping through the thin sports bra fabric.

But the rhythm built fast—Rita bounced on her toes now, slamming down hard while her free hand braced on his shoulder for leverage, nails biting into his skin as she lifted and dropped again, the motion pulling a low grunt from her throat.

Sweat formed quickly on her forehead and neck, trickling down to soak between her cleavage, making her sports bra cling wetly to her heavy breasts as they heaved up and down. Her toned abs flexed visibly under his roaming hands, ridges tightening with every upward lift of her body, her ass cheeks clenching firm each time she rose before relaxing on the descent.

Moans slipped from her lips in short bursts, starting quiet but growing louder as she rode him standing, her flexibility allowing her to arch back far enough to change the angle, hips tilting to let him hit deeper spots that made her gasp sharply, eyes fluttering half-closed. Seth gripped her hips tight, fingers sinking into the soft flesh over her wide bones, thrusting up to match her drops, the slap of skin on skin echoing loud in the small entryway, his breaths coming ragged against her neck while he nuzzled into her pale blue hair.

She leaned forward suddenly, pressing her mouth to his ear, whispering hot words he couldn't quite catch over their heavy panting, her pace turning erratic now—bouncing faster, thighs quivering from the effort as she slammed down repeatedly. Her pussy walls squeezed him in irregular pulses, hot and dripping, coating his shaft with more wetness that ran down his balls.

Sliding one hand even lower, Seth cupped her ass cheek to help lift Rita, feeling the muscle tense and release under his palm, while his other hand moved to her breast, squeezing the full mound through the bra, thumb circling the hard nipple until she whimpered. The friction intensified, her clit rubbing harder against him with each grind, building pressure that made her moans crack into higher pitches.

Rita's body shook harder, her free leg locking stiff for balance as she drove down one more time, grinding circles at the bottom to prolong the sensation, her inner muscles fluttering wildly now. Her climax struck abruptly—body tensing rigid against him, pussy clenching in rapid, vice-like pulses that trapped his cock, a sharp cry tearing from her throat as she ground down one final time, juices flooding out to coat his shaft and thighs in hot streams.

Holding her steadily, Seth began to thrust up through the spasms, the tight grip pushing him over the edge seconds later, groaning deep as he came inside her, hot spurts pumping into her depths while her walls contracted around him, drawing out every drop until he emptied completely.

Rita stayed pressed against him for a beat, catching her breath, then eased off slowly, his softening penis slipping free with a wet pop. She straightened her sports bra with a satisfied sigh, eyes meeting his. "I'm happy with this week's rent, Stud." Her fingers trailed down his arm lightly. "A man like you is irresistible—which is why Lina gobbled you up."