>You're always tight.

Before you enter the club, you open your camera app to see how you look.

You rup your short brown hair with the palm of your hand to give it the just the right amount of messiness. You sort of regret not shaving before hand, the stubble doesn't do you well.

You walk inside. It's dimly lit and crowded. You feel pretty boring in your regular old white T-Shirt.

Then, you look over at the bar. Sitting, is a girl with long blonde hair.

Eh, what do you have to lose? You decide to approach her. As you walk up behind her you notice how her dump truck of an ass covers the entire stool.

"Excuse me ma'am? I just saw you from over there, and I thought you were really pretty." You say, nervously. You weren't much of a ladies man.

She turns around to face you, pushing her hair aside to reveal her cute, freckled face.

You also try your hardest not to stare at her huge amount of cleavage. She could probably keep her entire purse hidden in between those boobs.

"Hey." She says, grinning. "You gonna buy me a drink or what?"

You panic a little and sit down, flashing the bartending two fingers.

She laughs at you, "I was joking. You're cute, ha."

She stares at you, licking her juicy pink lips.

"I've been here all night." She says. "Do you... wanna head back to my place?"

Wow. that was easy.

...

Back at her place she leads you into her bedroom.

You're pulling your pants down when she tells you to look up at her.

She rips her shirt off and unclips her bra. You freeze in place seeing her breasts come free.

They're huge, they swing side to side, and the most noticeable thing of all... her nipples, like her lipstick, are a bright, bubblegum pink.

You both completely strip. You think you smell strawberry.

Whatever it is, you both climb into the bed for...

...what you think was a good night? You don't really remember.

You must've stayed over because you wake up in her bed.

You turn over to your right, she's gone? Where is she?

You look down and... holy shit.

You see two giant tits hanging off your chest, with two bright pink nipples.

"What the fuck?"

You put your hands to your face, it feels different. You have long, blonde hair. You feel it run through your fingers.

You reach your hand down to your crotch.
"No! It's gone!" you scream out, feeling your pussy.

"I'm... her? Where's... me at!?"

You begin to panic. You run to the bedroom door but you're locked in. As your heart races, the strong smell of sea salt floods your nose. It's salty but sweet. The smell becomes stronger but stronger as your heart races more and more.

You continue to shake the door handle until...

"NO!"

Now you actually wake up, opening your eyes to the white padded ceiling.

"Oh thank God, it was just a dream."

You sit up and look in the mirror. You stare at yourself, being reminded of what's happened.

"Oh. Right."

"Aha!" You hear a familiar voice speak to you over the intercom. "I knew the smell of your favourite food would wake you up!" The scientist celebrates as you look over to see the tank of cum."

"Good morning, subject. I came back in here shortly after you went to bed. I realized so might be hot so I... turned the heat down a little."

It was actually much more comfortable in the room.

"Oh uh, thanks." You say, stretching as your stand.

"So... you have a big meeting today." He says.

"With the person we're not allowed to name?"

The scientist nods. "Oh, there's also been a uh, outfit related request."

"Is that so?" You say. A panel in the wall opens up...