The girl next door

Melinda Meadows wasn't the hottest girl David knew. She was pretty, certainly, but compared to any of the models or porn stars David regularly jerked off to, she just couldn't compete.

Still, it was the image of his petite, mousey haired neighbour that came to mind when his father mentioned fulfilling his dirtiest fantasies it was her image that pushed its way to the front of his mind.

*POP*

As easily as that, the ridiculous pink inflatable vanished, replaced by a flesh and blood, and very naked, girl.

"Ooh, interesting," the substitute Melinda commented twisting and turning to admire herself, "I thought you might turn me into one of those silicone stuffed bimbo, but this is fine too. She's cute, sweet even, tits are a bit small..."

*POP*

Melinda's perky Bs ballooned into gigantic F cups, larger than her head, big enough to send the new girl stumbling with the sudden weight of them.

"Now we're getting somewhere," Michael laughed in Melinda's sweet high voice, "but I think you're still holding back. Come on, really go to town on me..."