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Almost instantly, Danielle became overwhelmed by the changes and she pushed back into the couch.

“Here’s to l-letting goo-ooh-...” She giggle-moaned, starting to pant as her body began to shift. “Oh fuck!"

Helen and Amy leaned away from Danielle as the pill’s effects took hold, and everyone on the couch watching on in shocked awe.

Danielle’s entire body began to grow in scale and her hands danced across her tightening clothes. Her professional blouse underwent strain noticeably quickly from her torso’s growth and the rapid expansion of her breasts, the buttons in front snapping and firing off in random directions around the large room as creamy, bubbly flesh pushed out and exploded into a jiggle-fit as her cantaloupe-sized melons eventually burst free from their fabric prison. Accompanying the sounds of her top ripping apart, Danielle’s knee-length skirt tore down the sides as her wide hips and already large butt grew to scale with her new and curvy six-foot-four stature.

Meanwhile, her skin, while in great condition of for a forty-five-year-old, seemed to lose any sign of wrinkling and became as tight and youthful as a twenty-year-old’s. Her bubbly thighs parted as her legs extended in length, just before a big, hard, and very thick cock tore through her simple black panties and appeared as her skirt was ripped to shreds. When it was all said and done, and when Danielle’s frantic moaning and self-groping slowed to a stop, she sighed hard and smiled, looking around at her speechless group of spectators as she sat taller than any of them.

“Wow.” She said while gazing down at herself, one hand gently rubbing her big jiggly breast as the other was tightly wrapped around the base of her foot-long cock. “I'll be honest, this sure is interesting...”

“D-Dany!” Helen said, almost screaming the name with a huge smile on her freckled face, bending forward to get close to and gawk at the flawless, perfectly-smooth, hairless, beast of a cock and balls sticking out from her crotch. “Oh my God, look at this thing! ”

“No kidding!” Amy agreed, turning and getting up on her knees on the couch next to her while grabbing a handful of her aunt’s new breast, eliciting a wincing moan from Danielle as both of them locked eyes and they bit down on their bottom lips. “Can we take you home with us?”

Steven felt a twinge of jealousy as he watched his designated piece of ass for the night seem to lose all interest in him, but the fact that the person stealing her away was his now well-hung amazonian mother caused his fully-erect member to twitch with fearful intrigue in his shorts.

“Mmf... I have a better idea.” Danielle said, in a sexier tone than Steven had ever heard escape her full lips in his entire life, and it appeared as though the transformation had caused her voice to become an octave or two deeper.

Her hands slowly slid up along the girls’ backs, her fingers eventually snaking their way up into their matching ginger hair. In an instant, those hands balled-up into fists, and both Helen and Amy whimpered as Danielle held each of them tightly by their hair, bringing their cute faces close to hers. “Since you two trouble-makers were oh-so ready to bring my simple-minded son into our little world now that he’s of-age, how about I take you both to bed with me and remind you of who’s in charge around here."

Danielle didn’t wait for an answer from her petrified relatives, one of her long legs shot forward and violently kicked away the coffee table away with her large foot, which had shredded the torn-up high-heeled shoe on the floor below during her growth. After that, she effortlessly stood up and began walking along the open space she’d made, dragging along Helen and Amy by the roots of their hair like a caveman who had just captured his dinner. Neither of them were struggling to any capacity, but they did exchange knowing glances of fearful anticipation as their bodies slid along the smooth carpeting below.

“Don’t wait up, ladies.” Danielle happily called out as she and her soon-to-be fleshlights entered the hallway. “Oh, and Steven?”

“Huh? What?” He asked, having been hypnotized by his tall mother’s exceptional curves and huge dick bouncing and sloshing and jiggling around with each of her movements in the torn up clothes that didn't have a chance at hiding her mouth-watering assets to any capacity.

She stopped, turned her head, and simply shot him a wink before wordlessly continuing down the hallway, her enormous ass bouncing and swaying as Helen and Amy stared at those left on the couch with pleading expressions.

As soon as they heard the door to the master-bedroom click shut and lock behind, Steven was bum-rushed by the two women he was left alone with.

Well, it was more of a boob-rush.

“Way to go, Stevie!” His Aunt Trish squealed as she was on him in a flash, pressing her big rubbery tits into the side of his face with a powerful hug. “I can’t believe that worked!”

“Me too, seriously.” Johnny said with an expression of disbelief as she plopped down on the opposite side of her brother. “Only you could’ve pulled that off.”

“What’d I do?” Steven asked, his voice muffled by a pair of jugs he’d been wanting to motorboat for as long as Trish has had them. Still somewhat taken back by everything that transpired, he had trouble relaxing back into the couch, but he placed a gentle hand on his aunt’s athletic back and put an arm up above Johnny on the back of the couch.

“You sounded like dad, that’s what.” Johnny said, crossing her arms and legs as she eyed the bottle of pills that was being held in Steven's hand behind her. “He was the only person that ever had the balls to talk to her like that and get away with it.”

“And you brought my sister back to the way she used to be.” Trish said with a giggle as she pulled back, sitting back on her knees facing him with the giddiest expression he's ever seen on her tanned face. “We are in so much trouble..."

Steven's eyes went wide.

Partly because of the implication of those words, but mostly because Trish began to pull off her shirt.

Her big fake tits were soon being proudly presented to Steven mere inches away from his face, each of them nearly the size of his head and sporting large, rock-solid nipples with silver-dollar-sized areolas. The same pair that he'd seen when "accidentally" walking in on her showering last Christmas. There they were, being gently bounced from side to side by their giggling owner.

"Holy shit." Steven whispered, his hand still on the small of her back.

"You're too cute." His aunt giggled. "This is going to be fun."

"You can say that again." Johnny said from his left. "This thing can turn us into anything, really."

Steven turned his head to the side at that, spotting his older sister examining the pill bottle, which had apparently been swiped from his hand during Aunt Trish's clever (but unintentional) distraction.

Steven's eyes went wide again.

Partly because he's already lost his hold of the Wonder Pills dispenser, but mostly because the very smiley Johnny seemed to have completely disrobed at some point.

Her young athletic figure was on full display, with her all-natural grapefruits jiggling around between her torso and the pill bottle. Her small nipples appeared to be as hard as Tish's, and Steven could make out a slight glistening around her shaved crotch and between her plump thighs. His heart fluttered when she turned to meet his gaze. The wide grin on her lips lit up the beauty in her face, but the predatory look in her eyes made him shiver.

"What the fuck is going on?" Steven dumbly asked as he glanced between the two ladies, who were looking at him like a freshly cooked piece of quality meat. "Am I dreaming?"