Renovations x2

As I softly grope her breast, Jeanie begins to mewl and squirm in my grasp. "M-Master... Please..." Her breathing, growing heavier, seems to **** off as my hand slips under her shirt. Finding that she's not wearing a bra, I lightly pinch her nipple, causing her to gasp. "No... I-I... please..." Laughing softly, I lean in and kiss the top of her head. Adding pressure to my pinch, I begin rolling her nipple between my fingers. The sensation causes her to cry out in surprise, and her knees buckle under the shock.

"Relax my dear... Relax and enjoy..." I whisper to her as I lead her to the kitchen. "Now, be a good girl," I say as I lift her onto the counter.

"Master? What are you..." She stutters as I take my shirt off. Looking down at myself, I frown and click my tongue.

"Not exactly the body of a God, is it?" I huff out in distaste. While not unhealthy, my time living wild meant I'd developed a wiry, sinewy body. Not weak by any means, but one wouldn't look at me and think "strong." Furthermore, at 5'10, I was a little taller than average, but I'd always wished I was taller. I rolled my shoulders, stretched, took a couple deep breaths. With every movement, every twitch, I felt myself expanding. My height grew until I was over six feet, and my muscle mass increased. Soon I was and enviable Adonis of a man. My teeth straightened and whitened, my skin, a light caramel, darkened and smoothed out until I was a medium bronze. As I changed, Jeanie stared, wide-eyed and unable to look away as her master morphed and grew before her. "There. How about now?" I huff as my new muscles ripple.

"Y-you look... very nice, Master..." Jeanie eventually chokes out. I notice the fabric around her crotch darken slightly in desire and cannot help my smile. Following my gaze, Jeanie blushes and, with an adorable squeal, crosses her legs.

"Now now, dear, no need for that. After all, we're about to see much, much more of one another." I watch as her eyes shine with understanding and slowly travel down my figure, from my eyes to my chest, down my new six-pack abs, until they come to rest at the bulge in my pants. Long, thick, hard. Seeing the outline of my cock causes her blush to grow deeper and she takes an audible gulp.

"M-master... what about... I thought we were going to have dinner?" Her eyes dart left and right before snapping back to my bulge. She looks me in the eyes as I respond.

"Eh, you had a big lunch, and I'm not all that hungry. I think it best," and I slide between her legs as I finish, "To work up an appetite." I smile and grab the hem of her shirt. "Yes, than seems rather wise to me."

"Master..." Covering my hands with her own in an attempt to stop me from removing her clothes, she looks me in my eyes. "I don't... I've never..." My eyebrow raises as she begs for me to halt my advances. "I don't... not like this... please..." With a huff, I consider my options. Do I take her here, or do I give her time to come around?