The Next Test

"Okay next up, the fun part... I need one of you to volunteer." Mercy said, turning to Brigitte and Tracer.

Both woman gave her a confused look. "What the bloody hell do you mean?" said Tracer.

"I need one of you to volunteer to be changed by Kyle. If we want him to unlock his full potential, we have to push him to his limits." Mercy said glancing at Kyle, stepping towards him. "Kyle, I know you worry about changing other people, but you'll need to do that if you want to be a part of Overwatch, so I need you to face your fears okay? Just try your best."

"Oh- uhh okay Doctor Ziegler, I'll try..." Kyle said unsure of himself. What wasn't helping was the jiggle of Mercy's deep cleavage as she stepped towards him. But that was very intentional. Mercy knew very well what she was doing. Part of her wanted Kyle to give in to those urges.

"Screw it, why not." Said Brigitte as she got out of her seat and walked towards Kyle. Let's see what this big-dick stud can do" She said with a chuckle as she glanced down.

"Wait how do you kno-" Kyle started to say as he was cut off by Brigitte playfully poking the bulge forming in his pants. "Hard to hide" said Brig with a suggestive smile, a side effect of being as well-endowed as Kyle was.

Kyle couldn't help himself, Brigitte was very attractive. Her white tank top and tight jeans, while basic and casual, helped accentuate her naturally fit figure.

"Do you have anything specific you'd want him to change Brig?" Mercy said as she also chuckled at the suggestive interaction, also working hard to pull her perverted eyes away from Kyle's bulge.

"Nah, go wild handsome" Brig smiled once again.

"Oh will you two just fuck already??" Tracer yelled from her seat. "You'd look better doing it. Besides that beast clearly needs to get let out of it's cage." Tracer said as she pointed at the Kyle's cock straining against his pants.

"Ugh if you don't stop I'll come over there and fuck you just to make you shut up." Brig said as she turned to Tracer with an annoyed, yet teasing glare. Tracer was more than into it, but still put up a front and made it look like she was annoyed.

Brig looked herself up and down. She looked down, same height? Yes. She still towered over most people at 6'10", had washboard abs, broad shoulders, a shredded physique, still had her DD cup tits and well defined bubble butt (It always seemed like 90% of her body fat went to one of her two assets). And, as always, she was very horny.

"Change anything yet?" Brig said as she readjusted her micro-bikini. Her most common attire. She put so much effort into achieving this body, so she always made sure to have every single muscle on display. She remembered always being bullied for her absurd figure as a child, but it was basically her superpower now.

"Y-yes..." Kyle said disappointedly, knowing he'd failed to control himself again. But... was it really so bad...? I mean he had turned Brigitte from a well built and confident, yet modest, woman into a towering Amazonian pervert that could easily win a powerlifting contest with one arm tied behind her back.

"Ah shit. Well whatever it is it probably only made me sexier knowing this pervert." Brig chuckled.

"HAHA, she was so horny thinking about your monster cock she couldn't even focus on herself!" Tracer teased.

"I mean can you blame me?" Said Brig rubbing Kyle's bulge with her hand that was roughly twice the size of Kyle's now. "A woman as big as me needs a dick fit for her size" She laughed it off as you were basically fighting the urge to cum in your pants.

Mercy, of course, remembered the changes, at least... barely. Memories of Brigitte spending hours working as a mechanic were replaced with Brig spending countless hours at the gym perfecting her statuesque figure.

Memories of Brig showing up in her old tank top and overall combo, were replaced with her showing up in her classic micro-bikini, dozens of onlookers gawking at the human goddess in front of them, all while Brig was basically centimeters away from an indecent exposure charge at all times.

As the memories clashed in Mercy's head she knew not only that Kyle's powers were improving, but that it was corrupting both her and Kyle...

And she loved it.