One Drink Led To Three Or Four

"I just...I like to drink every now again. Lower my inhibitions. It makes me less self conscious, a little horny...it's not like I can be myself, but I could sort of ignore myself long enough to meet someone and get laid." She blinked those big blue eyes.

This close, Lois could pick out some details—the hair was obviously a dye job, which with a hair cut and makeup made "Power Girl" look a lot less like her "old" self, but far different from the real thing. Aside from her breasts, Jenny lacked a lot of the curves too...she was more muscular than the pictures Lois had found of her, but still skinny, still generally lacking fat...except for her tits...

"There was this lady...real fit, I think her name was Mary, Maria, something like that. I thought she was a lesbian at first because she kept buying me drinks, but we just...clicked. It was like she got me. Said all the right things. Before the night was over I was pouring my heart out to her."

I'll bet. Lois thought, not liking where this was heading. Jenny Dunlap was looking less like a target of opportunity as someone headhunted for a role. Someone with a history of being unhappy with their body would make for a great and willing guinea pig.

"Maria, she...told me about how there was this clinical study, this new technique helped people like me. To become who we were meant to be. And right then, I was just sold on it. So she took me to this place like a temple, and I signed all this paperwork...and they took me to behind this black door..." The big busted woman licked her lips. "I was naked by that point. Marcy even stripped down with me, so I wouldn't feel so uncomfortable. It was like an adventure. Except...there was this woman...she said I didn't have enough mass for what I wanted. So they...they put this tube down my throat..."

Jenny hugged her tits, hands not quite able to reach around them, and rocked back and forth. "Mercy was super cool about it, really. Stayed with me as they started to pump this goo into me...they said it was pure carbohydrates. I thought I was going to get fat, but she said no, it was just extra energy for my...my transformation..."

Lois laid a hand on Jenny's arm, and the blonde just sort of leaned into her, massive breast pressing into Lois' body like a wall of flesh.

"She had a rock, like a big crystal, and it was glowing red...my whole body tingled...and then it focused on my breasts. I was so scared by then, thought I would get, y'know fat from the feeding tube, but Maria was right there, standing behind my chair, massaging my shoulders...and then it happened." The blonde's voice took on a tone of wonder. "My boobs started to grow. It was like...second puberty. But so quickly. It didn't hurt at all, just that tingling, intensified. I was worried about stretch marks, but I couldn't say anything with the feeder tube but I think Maria understood because she reached down and started massaging my breasts...at first little palmfuls, and before long her hands were sinking into these masses of soft tit, and she kept saying something about the feed and I...I..."

Jenny blushed.

"You liked it, didn't you." Lois watched her eyes, and the blonde nodded. "You orgasmed?"

"The first time." The ersatz Power Girl said. "The first time I've ever come from just having my tits played with. And it just went on...and on...I don't know how long. When it was done, I was like this."

Muscles bunched beneath her costume as she moved her hands under her breasts hefted both tits up an inch. "I couldn't move, at first. They were pinning me down, almost hard to breath. But Mercy was there. They put me on a physical therapy program...gave me steroids. They said I shouldn't be on those too long, but I needed to build up muscle mass."

"And when," Lois stared directly into Jenny's eyes. "Did they start whoring you out?"