you would wear whatever he wants

You love the idea of dressing up like a slut for Mr. Brown.

Whatever he wanted you to wear: schoolgirl outfit, bondage gear, sexy lingerie, anything he wanted.

After all, the sexier you are for him the bigger and harder his dick is going to get and the more fun you can have with it.

As you sit up you feel very strange and your chest feels heavier. You look down and can immediately tell that your boobs have grown again. They must be about a b-cup now.

Your hands find them straight away, marvelling at the weight and feel of them.

I'm soon going to be big enough to wrap these around his cock.

As you revel in the new sensations a thought hits you like lightning.

Oh god, my parents!

You look at the clock, it's 8:45.

"Fuck, this place is a mess, I look like a fucking girl and I haven't decided what to wear."

"I need to get busy".