Fun with Irene

Before you make it to the door, you decide to stay and have some fun with Irene now that you're feeling a little more confident in the power. Given that she’ll be alone for awhile, this seems like a relatively good way to test it out as well. You turn back and say, "Well, I did want to say one more thing. I know that the real reason you wanted me to bring you a towel was so that you could cuckold your husband. It’s always been a fantasy of yours, and you wanted to do it since you know that you can get away with it while he’s gone from here.”

Irene’s eyes widen, and she starts to say, “How did you-“

Before she can say anything else, you cut her off and say, “I can also tell that you’re glad I’m here since you find me to be more attractive than anyone you’ve ever seen before, which has made you visibly horny in conjunction with the deed you want to perform.”

You watch, enraptured, as Irene’s face immediately flushes. Her breathing grows labored and her hands move towards her pussy for a brief moment before clenching as if she’s forcing them not to attack her pussy in need. In fact, you soon see a damp spot forming on her pants. She looks at you with need in her eyes, her hips lightly thrusting despite her attempts to hide it, and she whispers, “I know this is strange, but I need you, please. I don’t know how you figured it all out, but please, fuck me.”

Her eyes fall to the floor in a mixture of shame and arousal as you look her over. Before commuting to anything, you decide to test something out. You say, “You can’t notice me talking when I’m changing your body, and you didn’t notice this sentence either.”

Irene’s body language doesn’t change at all, so you continue, “From this moment on your boobs are perfectly shaped, self-supported, pert, and the size of basketballs.”

As you finish your sentence you see Irene’s chest explode outwards. Her bra snaps and falls to the floor even as her shirt rips, revealing portions of her tits and upper chest. However, it stays on and mostly intact. You notice that her midriff is now exposed even as Irene looks at you with wordless panic, her hands grasping at her tits. You quickly realize that since you specified that her boobs would be bigger starting from your sentence on that she was able to notice the change. After a moments thought, you blurt out, “Changes I make to your body always seem natural to you, and you will forget this sentence.”

Irene’s body immediately loses its built up tension, but she retains some tension due to her continued arousal. She tentatively pokes at her new bust, setting her partially revealed tits into an enticing juggling motion. You take in her new boobs, awed at how aloft they are despite their ridiculous size. As you stare, she gives you a sultry look and says, “Well, want to take these new tits for a test drive?”

It’s a little clumsy, but you just nod as your dick throbs. She desperately claws at her shirt, shredding it off. Her newly exposed boobs sway against each other, and you feel your dick growing as you watch them jiggle and collapse together, somehow staying up and defying gravity. While you get lost in her tits, Irene removes her pants in one quick motion and practically tackles you onto her bed.

She needily presses her mouth to yours while gyrating her hips against your crotch. With a brief moment of clarity you reach into your pocket and pull out the stone, then pull your mouth away and say, “This will be ten times better than you’ve ever imagined sex could be, and you will only orgasm when I cum in you. When you do it will be the best orgasm that your body is capable of having.” She moans, her pleasure seemingly intensifying, and starts to kiss your neck while humping against your still hardening dick with more urgency. As you feel her hot and wet cunt press repeatedly against your crotch, you grunt and manage to continue, “Your pussy is the perfect shape and tightness for my dick. Your tits are half sensitive as your clit and you have an amazing bubble butt.”

Giving in to the sensations, you groan and place the stone on the table next to the bed. You grab her naked ass and your hands sink into her expanded flesh. She screams “Yes!” and you squeeze, which leads to Irene once again passionately kissing you. “Let’s get you out of those clothes,” she breathlessly says after your kiss.

Blinking, you start to remove your shirt as she smirks and slithers down to pull off your pants. As she does her new tits slide against your body. She pulls them off and sees your somewhat large and fully erect member through your boxers. With a sultry grin and gaze she pulls off your boxers and quickly straddles you. Her tits swing beautifully in front of your face, her nipples just grazing you as she leans over and guided your dick into her already lubricated pussy. Partially just to see what happens, you say, “What about your husband?”

That seems to throw her into a frenzy of desire. You feel her pussy clench against your dick as she starts thrusting her hips quickly. She gasps, “Doesn’t fucking matter,” as her tits bounce wildly right in front of you. After a moment’s hesitation you reach out and deftly grip each tit, which because of your earlier command immediately elicits a moan from Irene. You continue on, kneading her tits as she leans against your chest. You feel her pussy moving up and down on your dick and nearly cum from the enveloping sensation even as you continue working on Irene’s massive boobs. She gasps, then says, “Come on, fucking give it to me!”

At that, you lose control and cum, grabbing her now wide hips and thrusting into her as you do. As soon as you start to cum you feel Irene’s pussy convulse, her own orgasm starting. “Fuck!” She screams in pure ecstasy as your earlier statement forces her body to its limits. As your pent-up dick throbs into her you watch her whole body convulse, her tits bouncing and her face contorted in pleasure. She screams into your chest as her body continues to shake. Finally, your orgasm subsided, and Irene’s pussy stops convulsing against your dick. Slowly, her convulsions stop. She kisses you, then collapses on top of your chest, her tits pressed against your chest, your dick still in her, and your faces nuzzled close together. “God, that was by far the best it’s ever fucking been,” she whispers.

“It seemed like it,” you reply, smiling. She hits you playfully on the shoulder, but then suddenly bolts upright. She looks at you, eyes wide, and says, “I’m not on birth control!”

For a second, you start to panic. Then, you realize the seemingly limitless power you now have and grab the stone. You quickly say, “You can’t get pregnant while having sex with anyone who’s not your husband, and you know that.”

She calms down and lays back against you as she says, “Sorry, I don’t know what just came over me, but I can’t get pregnant by anyone who’s not my husband. So it’s okay, sorry again.”

She worms into you, and you reply, “Hey, it’s no problem.” For awhile, the two of you just lay there, cuddling in the afterglow. As you do, you think about what else you could do with the stone. Eventually, you look at Irene and decide what you’re going to do next.