You’ll soon be taking more than just the view.

You stare into the glass. Long legs held apart by low hanging, fat, cum filled balls, a comparatively small eight inch cock above them. Thick thighs supporting a voluptuous bouncing ass, ass reaching, full, neon pink hair frames a tiny waist. It seems near impossible to think it could somehow hold up the colossal jiggling basketballs attached to your chest, shoulders pulled back to support them, forever pushing them out onto better display. An alluring beautiful face crowns it all, full fat lips, high cheek bones, a face no man or woman could ever possibly resist without an ounce of makeup to enhance it even further. You strike a pose and smile to yourself, stretching you pull a few poses, the excitement from just seeing yourself making you hard, wet, smiling.

You continue to make posses to the glass expecting the voices to say something, to offer some words to your now complete transformation, strangely they remain silent. The only noise you hear instead, is the opening of a door behind you. The black material of the wall peels back to allow two men to step through. Kevin and Keith.