Break 4 Start

Noah took a deep breath, and then knocked.

"Who is it? A voice called from inside.

"Noah." He announced.

He heard someone get up and footsteps coming closer, then the door swung open. Brittany stood there with a sour look on her face, "What do you want Sir?"

Noah couldn't believe what he was about to say, it was completely ridiculous, the kind of thing he'd never imagined himself ever uttering, but well, this game had changed all that.

"I need your help. I...I want to be male tomorrow."

"So? Just don't jerk it and you'll be fine."

Noah shook his head, "No. I wake up every morning with an orgasm remember? I'll wake up a girl at this rate. I figured-"

"You figured you could just get me to suck your dick just because I'm addicted to sucking dick" Brittany said defiantly. Then her expression softened and she looked him up a d down, "Well that's a fair assumption actually...and you are pretty hot. Fine. You've got the promise ring right? If you promise to give me permission to buy anything I want when asked, I'll give you a blowjob."

Noah agreed immediately, "Yes. I promise."

Brittany ushered him in and shut the door, "Well. Let's see it."

Noah nodded and dropped his pants.

"Holy shit. That's...um...wow. Ok. Well here I go..." She knelt in front of him and slowly put her hands on his dick. Then she brought her lips to it and-"Oh my God!"

"What? Are you ok?" Noah asked.

She shuddered, then looked up at him, "Y-yeah. It's just my lips are extremely sensitive AND I feel oral penetration as vaginal. It's just...a lot. Give me a second to get used to it."

He did and slowly she got back to it. She started of tentatively, but got more and more into it, to the point where Noah thought she was enjoying it more than he was. And then finally he was ready to blow, and he had a lesbian sex scene playing in his mind, all he needed was..."I need permission."

"You can cum." Brittany said. As soon as the word left her mouth he exploded and she eagerly swallowed it all.

Noah felt himself changing immediately, becoming his new hyper feminine form. He knew Brittany was sensitive about lesbian stuff, so be quickly pulled his pants up and held them in place.

Brittany stood up, a hazy look in her eyes, "Squeeze my tits," She ordered, "I'm so close!"

Noah stared at her tits and has the sudden urge to suck on them. His fantasy was so strong that he succumbed to the temptation. He pulled her shirt down and took a nipple in his mouth. Brittany moaned loudly and didn't resist as he started to suck. A second later she pulled away as she started to cum.

Noah stood straight, embarrassed to have given into his urges. He'd always enjoyed breasts, but it was strangely different this time. This time he's imagined himself draining her dry...as if she were lactating. What the hell was wrong with him?

Brittany looked up at him, she was flushed and panting. Then she pulled her top up and gulped, "Promise me you'll tell nobody about this. Any of it."

Noah nodded, "I promise."

"T-then get out."

"Right...thanks." Noah hurried out of the room as fast as he could go.

Mateo wasn't worried about his finances, but still, he didn't need to pay for an Only fans subscription. There was plenty of free porn out there and besides, cross dressing? That was....was...

Mateo scrolled down. And down. And down. Eventually his eyes felt tired so he paused to rub at them and then he realized it was 2am. He'd been reviewing the account for hours.

He stood up and shook his head. He wasn't into cross dressing. That would be weird, right? He needed to settle his head. He glanced towards his bed, but decided to go down to the kitchen. Baking always made him feel at peace, he'd just whip up a batch a cookies and he'd feel much better.

He started walking, but his body betrayed him and he found himself standing in front of the costume room instead of the kitchen. He glanced around, the house was dead quiet. Of course it was. Everyone else was asleep.

He opened the door and stepped inside. The room was completely full of costumes. From period clothes to formal wear to superhero costumes, practically anything he could think of was here.

He walked along the aisle and found himself standing in front of a selection of ball gown. He reached out and touched one, feeling the smoothness of the fabric. Why did the idea of putting it on turn him on so much? Had the Madlib altered him in some way, or was this something else? Something that had been awakened when he tried the X change pill.

He quickly turned around and headed for the door. He'd almost made it before he stopped and turned around. He rushed to a beautiful pink gown, grabbed it, then practically ran all the way back to his room. He shoved it in his closet and shut the door.

He stared at the door for a few minutes, then turned around and decided it was way past time for bed. Way, way past time.

Brittany's eyes flickered open. She immediately sensed something was wrong. She felt like she was being crushed. Suddenly wide awake she pushed herself up and felt the weight slide to her lap.

Slowly she looked down. Boobs. Massive fucking boobs. She'd gone to sleep naked, but apparently pulling the covers up had counted as covering them. Each breast was bigger than her head. She didn't know what to do. They were way too big!

She stood up and felt their immense weight dragging her down. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't something she could ignore either. She was just very, very conscious of her breasts.

She took a deep breath. It was ok. She just needed to spend some time topless. Which was fine, because nothing she owned would stretch across these enormous knockers anyway. As much as she wanted to just hide in her room until they shrunk, she needed to use the bathroom. She slowly pulled her door opened, and after verifying the hallway was empty, tiptoed out of her room.

She turned the corner and froze. The bathroom door was closed. Coincidence, or occupied? She slowly walked closer and just as she reached for it the door suddenly opened. She shrieked and put her hands over her breasts, not that she could cover up very much.

Mateo looked at her stunned. Then he recovered, "Good morning, you, uh, sorry. I can't help staring. They are just so huge!"

Brittany rolled her eyes, then dropped her hands, "Ya ya. Get an eyeful. Morning to you too Sir-" Then she suddenly felt herself rushing forward to kiss him on the lips. As she did his hands went up to touch her breasts. She wanted to push his hands away, but another part of her brain INSISTED that it was normal. Besides...it felt SOOO GOOD!

She broke off the kiss and stared at him.

"Wow, thanks, I feel a lot better now." Mateo said, "I owe you one. I mean, I guess that was your transformation, but still."

"Ya. You do. Now please, I gotta-"

"Right. I'll get out of your way." Mateo sidestepped her and let her into the bathroom.

After she went straight back to her room, determined to stay in there until her tits shrank back to a reasonable size. It wasn't too long though before someone knocked on her door. She was prepared to ignore them, but decided these people wouldn't just leave her alone.

"Who is it?" She called.

"Mateo," He called, "You don't have to open the door. I'm leaving breakfast outside your door. Just wait a minute and I'll be gone and you get come get it. I told everyone else to stay away until you're ready to come down."

Brittany was shocked. Mateo didn't seem like the type. She waited a moment, then opened the door. There was a tray with coffee, orange juice, French toast and a bunch of fresh berries. She quickly pulled it in and closed the door. Well damn, now she owed Mateo, didn't she?

Florence looked over at Evelyn, "My dear companion, are you ready to embark?"

Evelyn grinned at her, "Of course I'm ready. Shall I drive and then you can buy us coffee when we get there?"

Florence shook her head, "Heavens no, I require a latte but lack the proper hue. I shall request your assistance, and before you request anything further of me I am providing the means of transport."

Daniel stepped out and stood behind them, "Ladies, the mission clock is ticking. Let us step into the vehicle and make our departure."

Florence turned around and looked at Daniel, then her eyes went wide, "D-daniel! That's..."

Daniel smoothed his jacket and smiled, "Dapper, aren't I? The name's Asshat. Perv Asshat."

Evelyn burst out laughing, "Going to a RuneCon convention as James Bond? That's..."

Daniel shrugged, "Noah's vehicle intrigued me, however he is staying to drive Brittany and Mateo later. Besides, your vehicle is even more suitable for Bond, isn't it?"

Florence blinked as her rental car suddenly shifted from a Nissan Versa into...well...Florence had no idea. But it looked fancy. She turned and held out the keys, "You can drive." She didn't trust herself to drive such a powerful car.

It was a short drive to the convention centre but even still Florence had time to notice that the city was a little different than she remembered. It was bright, more vibrant. Not that it had looked run down before, but it was just...better...Maybe the game had positive effects on the world? Not that she could identify what they were.

They arrived and got out of the car. Florence took a step forward and immediately noticed her clothes shift. She'd known it was pointless to wear a floor length dress, but she'd wanted to start as conservative as she could, matching Evelyn's gothic gown. Already it had shrunk to mid thigh, but it was something she might've picked out herself. And at least her chest hadn't grown. Mateo had warned her about Brittany, she was happy to avoid that situation.

Then the stepped into the convention and her outfit vanished. There were lots of scantily clad women wandering the convention, and now Florence was one of them. Her beautiful dress was gone, and she was now wearing just a bikini top and tiny short shorts.

"By Nytheris! I am unsure if I can continue..." Florence said quietly.

Evelyn grabbed her hand and gave her a sympathetic look, "I can help with that. Stay until I'm ready to leave and I'll buy you a latte."

It didn't feel like a fair trade, but it wasn't meant to be. Evelyn was just trying to give her the courage to stay. She nodded, "Very well, I shall accept your offer."

Florence looked over her shoulder towards the entrance. It was strange. So close and yet she knew it would be impossible for her to go there. Instead she looked back to Evelyn and smiled.

"Good, let's go!" Evelyn dragged her away, so quickly she barely noticed Daniel talking to two strangers. Oh well, he'd be fine on his own.

Daniel had always known that he was privileged. Not only was he considered attractive to most people, he was also wealthy. That combination meant he never struggled on the dating scene, although of late he'd had little interest. He'd never quite realized how far that privilege went though, until today. Walking into that convention center dressed to the 9s had garnered him quite a bit of female attention. And it didn't matter that he kept introducing himself as 'Asshat, Perv Asshat', even with that ridiculous name they would just laugh and keep talking to him.

The real problem wasn't his inability to pick up girls, it was his complete boredom with them. Not that he was gay or asexual or anything. He was definitely heterosexual and found them all quite attractive. It was just the type of woman to fall for his looks and his money wasn't the kind of person who he found intellectually stimulating. The kind of woman he was really into was more like...like...no. He was sure she didn't feel that way about him.

Daniel reached into his pocket and pulled out the deck of cards. He'd been thinking of using it here, under the watchful eyes of his friends, but somehow he'd found himself alone. Mateo and Noah were coming later, with Brittany, and Evelyn and Florence had been separated by a gaggle of girls immediately. Whatever he became...it should be interesting, right?

Before he could change his mind he pulled the card. Bambi. Race: Human/Dyrad Hybrid. Class: Healslut.

Healslut? What's a-

Daniel didn't have time to finish the thought as his body shifted. It only took a second for him to become Bambi. The first thing he noticed was the extra weight on his chest, Bambi was stacked. The second thing he noticed was that a distinct wetness between his legs. Bambi was really, really horny.

He looked down at himself. His suit was gone, replaced by...leaves? It didn't matter. It felt right. Then someone walked by, a cute redheaded dressed like a barbarian. He felt heat rising to his cheeks. He wanted her. He needed her. He smiled, then moved his move.

Evelyn sighed as yet another man gave her butt a squeeze. She was having fun, but she was not enjoying all this male attention. Normally her scowl was enough to send them skittering away, but thanks to the game they all felt entitled to cop a feel and there was nothing she could do about it. Of course a few women touched her too, she minded that less, particularly the one with a visible bra strap that did it, but that did cause another problem.

She'd gone with Florence to a stand selling mead, and now her blood alcohol content was no longer zero. Being a little horny in public wasn't the end of the world, but somehow knowing that she couldn't do anything about it was the worst. There was no way she was asking Brittany for permission to touch herself, just no way.

She grabbed Florence's hand and lead her away to a less crowded area, "Man, I'm getting tired of being groped." She complained.

Florence squeezed her hand, "You do possess the ability to retaliate, although I do suppose such men would not consider themselves to be victims."

Evelyn laughed, then reached out and gave Florence's tit a squeeze, "Yeah...you really don't mind this, do you?"

"The Goddess knows I would never allow anyone to do such a thing, but I have no complaints when it is you."

"Hmmm...you're right. I really don't want to touch their junk, and even if I did they'd at worst be neutral to it. I need to use this warlock contract thing...oh! I got it. You! Yes you! Hi! Come here!' Evelyn yelled at a passing man.

"Me? Uh..." He walked over, "How can I help you?"

"I want to make a deal. If you touch my butt, I get to kick you in the balls." Evelyn said.

"What? I'm not going to touch your butt." He said.

"Then I won't kick you in the balls. So we have a deal?"

"Uh, sure. Deal."

Evelyn winked at Florence, then stood up. Sure enough the man immediately reached over and smacked her ass. He looked a little confused, then shrugged, "Alright. Go ahead."

Evelyn chuckled and then kicked him right in the legs. Immediately people rushed over, but the man himself held up a hand, "I'm...I'm...I'm fine..." He croaked, "It was a fair deal. I said she could."

People gave them both strange looks, but nothing body Evelyn about the incident. She smiled and sat back down, looking over at Florence, "I feel much better now."