Looks like a Slut

As she made it his juice disappeared after a while, and finally feeling like she was coming down from her high at least a bit, she let John go for now. Amused she watched how he happily waddled away with his gigantic boner wiggling left to right with every step. He made no attempt to hide it, inf act he proudly walked with that monster of a dick on full display, so all the world could see his manliness. Sure she made him love it, but then he probably didn't change much, just a little more self-esteem with what he had loved before anyways. Speaking of it she became of aware of her rather slutty self. Same reason: she lacked the guts to show what she got, so she changed herself to no longer have a choice. Those gigantic knockers she sported no shirt could hide. Satisfied from the recent exchange of fluids, she moved herself and her gigantic tits to the edge of her bed and closer to her mirror. She never got a chance to actually check them out, as shortly after she made them appear her brother had come to her room, alarmed by her moans and screams of pleasure, and then the whole fucking got her off track. She was amazed by how huge those boobs actually were. Gently she let her fingers run over them and felt the exaggerated sensitivity that she had added to it. Just doing that already felt like someone was gently blowing on her clit, and she knew what would happen if someone greedily sunk their fingers into it. And already she was dreaming again of a few guys doing that, leaving her **** but to moan obscenely.
"I look like a total slut." she figured with a smirk, looking at herself like that. But suddenly realized in panic that she had - out of habit - snapped her fingers afterwards.

"Oh my..." she laughed at her new reflection. Her body had changed instantly, but at least not much, only where it counted. Her lips had gotten fuller, her boobs a bit firmer, her hair had turned pastel pink, and all hair below her neck had disappeared. She in fact did look like a total slut now.
"Be careful what you wish for, girl." she told herself, and tried her best slut expressions that she could come up with. She looked hot, no, worse: extremely fuckable. If she'd be walking around like that a lot of people would be disgusted, including her former self, but secretly all the boys would want to sink their dick into her pussy. Her breathing became stronger just from thinking about all that.
"My pussy will be immediately wet and ready for any hard dick that gets close." she ordered and sealed the deal with another snap. The idea of her body not giving her a choice, no matter how her head was lost in anxiety got her so horny again, despite having several orgasms earlier. The freedom of not having to choose, of not having to care about what the others say, the freedom of just being able to fuck anyone anywhere... deep down she realized that this is what she wanted the most right now. She was tempted to change her mind as well, but more so scared about loosing the way back. She could make herself love those huge boobs, love that slutty look, but she probably then would just not want to turn back anymore. And eventually she had to, she knew that, at some point she had to end this fantasy. And speaking of fantasies, a new one **** it's way to her mouth.

"Mark is entering my room, and he is so ready to fuck me." she moaned. A knock on the door and in he came: Mark, the crush of her wet dreams. Dreamy blue eyes, curly dark hair, he left a trail of horny girls wherever he walked. Also he somehow sported a very visible boner.
"Oh wow..." she said, stunned by her looks, and probably by her being totally naked. Bessi did her best to give him the innocent girl look, thwarted by her gigantic boobs maybe, but still managed to act like a magnet to Mark. With a gulp he closed the door, knowing what would come next.
"Oh hiiii..." Bessi said and giggled. She literally had no idea how to flirt, but with all the power at her fingertips, she decided to just go along with whatever her body would ask for.
"Nice of you to already get started." Mark returned with a warm voice and got closer. His kiss felt like heaven, and his shirt brushing over her exposed nipples made her shiver. "Oh, right..." he said with the sweetest smile Bessi had ever seen "I forgot about your little issue."
"What issue?" Bessi wondered.
"That your boobs are so very sensitive." he returned. Feeling his hands on the sides of her globes promised a solution.
"Yes, so very sensitive." she gave her best porn impression. Just that simple touch was already melting his brain. Suddenly she inhaled sharply when his fingers came in contact with her nipples. "Very... very... sensitive." she moaned.
"I think I know a solution..." Mark's voice vibrated with sex. Bessi had a hard time suppressing screams, when she felt his tongue on her nipples, then his lips, and then the gentle suction he was applying.
"Oh fuck, yesssss..." she lost herself. Her hands greedily went to his pants, and with some help from Mark she almost tore them off. The bulge on his boxer shorts already looked promising, and when she removed those as well, she looked at his throbbing 6 inches of meat. Not as much as her brother, but then also realistically able to enter her pussy. "Fuck me." she ordered him "I never needed it so badly."
"As you wish, slut." he responded, and gently pushed her on her back. The word slut caused a tingle to go through her spine. Yes she was a slut. She was his slut! She wanted to fuck, and nothing else anymore.

When she felt the head of his dick close to her entrance, suddenly her entire pussy became fully swollen and wet, ready to take whatever was about to enter. And when she finally felt his full length going in she couldn't fight the moans anymore and just let go.
"Oh fuck, it's true what they say about you." Mark panted.
"W-hat do they s-ay?" Bessi's body was trembling with arousal.
"That you are such a slut, you're dripping wet the instant you see a hard cock." he answered. Bessi knew she should feel offended by that, but instead it just drove her arousal even further through the roof. And when Mark sunk his head into her cleavage, fondled her gigantic tits with his hands, and begun to hammer her pussy, she didn't care about anything anymore. She just enjoyed his well toned body, and pushed his head deeper into her tit-flesh.
"Oh yes, fuck me like the slut I am!" she ordered, and Mark didn't ask for a second invitation. First he pounded her pussy good for a few minutes, then he flipped her around and took her from behind. With her gigantic tits dangling beneath her, only kept in check by Mark's big hands, her eyes were rolling back from the insane pleasure he gave her. Sure her brother had been a nice snack earlier, but this guy knew how to handle a girl for real. If it hadn't been for her previous change to make it very difficult for her to orgasm, she'd already be squirting in all directions. Yet the way he handled her, and how sexy he looked, and the techniques he applied, it didn't take long for him to make that happen regardless.

"You are the hottest girl I ever met." he said with a warm smile when they were resting next to each other after a truly explosive orgasm. His hands still moved around her chest, and it kept her arousal up.
"If you keep doing that you have to fuck me again." she warned him with a naughty grin.
"Oh babe, believe me, I'd fuck you all day long if I could." he smirked "But the flesh is spent." Bessi looked down at his soft dick, and before she had even realized what she was doing she said: "But... your dick is always fully erect." and snapped her fingers.
"Yes, that's why I said it's your turn now." Mark responded and exposed his throbbing boner.
Fuck... I did it again. Bessi cursed in her mind, but then there also was this very ready dick that she could train her blow-job skills on. So she wrapped her lips around the head of his dick and begun sucking like a good slut.
"Careful girl, this is not about sucking it dry." Mark laughed "It's already hard, so be gentle with it." Bessi had to admit that all she knew about giving blow-jobs was from watching porn, however the way she looked Mark would probably assume she had lost count on the amount of dicks she had serviced. So she followed his advice and played with the tip of his cock with her tongue and lips as good as she could.
"Oh yeah... that's the spot." Mark moaned, and put his hand on her head. "Suck me good, slut!" Bessi had no idea what it turned her on so much to be called a slut, but it encouraged her to go wild on his dick. Liking, kissing, pumping with her hand, she tried all, and whenever she looked up she saw his satisfied, and very aroused face. She was indeed a good slut, his slut, she decided and mentally giggled. She had no idea where that thought came from, but then she also had some dick to suck, so there wasn't any time to contemplate on it. Soon enough she had him on the edge. She tried to keep him there for a while, but lacking the proper skills she failed to do so way too early, and she felt his dick starting to pulse.
"Oh fuck here it comes, slut!" he groaned, and then the first load entered her mouth. The taste was nothing she had expected, and instinctively she removed her lips from his dick. The second load hit her face, and as she had seen such things on the Internet already and didn't want to disappoint, she allowed the rest to hit her face and her tits as well.

"Fuck..." Mark eventually found back his speech. "You don't swallow, but your fat titties make up for it." he laughed. Probably that was a compliment, although it didn't feel like one. Bessi commented it with a smile, and felt his juice run down her face and through her cleavage and was unsure what to do with it. "Lick it." he ordered her "Lick it all clean." Bessi run her finger over his spunk and licked on it, but she couldn't get herself to actually eat it. "Come on, be a good slut!" he pushed her further. Bessi wanted to, but there was no way she would endure this taste, but then she had an idea.
"Your sperm tastes like the perfect strawberry milkshake." she said and snapped.
"Yeah, that's my secret to get all the girls to swallow." Mark laughed "Usually." Bessi gave it another try, and this time the taste was fantastic, exactly like she had described it. Happily and while giving him the best slut show she could make up on the spot she moved all his juice that she could get to her mouth and licked her fingers clean with an expression like she hadn't eaten in days. And when she was done she crawled back onto his lap, pushed her pussy that immediately became wet and ready again onto his still throbbing cock, and leaned down for a big kiss. If she had to taste him, he had to as well.