Break 7 Start - Dylan

Dylan woke up to find a heavy weight on her chest. She sighed and sat up. She should be used to huge tits by now but it was still so weird. She glance down at Lina, still asleep, and suddenly realized that Lina was the person she had to kiss today. She didn't really want to wake her up, and she couldn't ask anyway so...

Dylan leaned down and gently tried to kiss Lina without waking her. She failed.

Lina opened her eyes, and grinned. Suddenly Dylan found herself lying on her back again, with Lina on top of her. Lina's mouth pressed against hers as Lina **** the chaste kiss to become a full make out session. Finally Lina let up and sat back up, "Whadda way to wake up!" Lina said cheerfully, "But if you don't need my consent..." Lina traced her finger down Dylan's chest, past her belly button until Dylan's hand finally stopped her, "Oh? So you do care about consent?"

Dylan couldn't defend her actions. First because she couldn't speak, but second because, well, Lina had a point. She wouldn't have liked if Lina kissed her in her sleep, so why did she think she could. She felt incredibly embarrassed and wished she could apologize.

Lina smiled, "You sorry right?" Dylan nodded, "Good. Then I forgive you. Now I must go wake Master. Where the key..."

Lina saw the key on the nightstand and slid off Dylan. She twirled it around, "Time to shrink these tits!" She shook her ample chest at Dylan and hurried out of the room. Truthfully Dylan was a little jealous. Only feel pleasure doggystyle? What a joke. She liked doggystyle, but it wasn't the be all end all.

Dylan crawled out of bed. She was naked, a familiar feeling, yet an uncomfortable one. Ever since 'thongs things thongs' she felt a little off, even when she was alone. It was amazing she was able to sleep at all, but going into heat while sleeping beside Lina hadn't been an option.

She wandered to a drawer and pulled out a thong. As she slipped it on all her worries disappeared. It was weird. Intellectually she knew she was basically as naked as she had been before. Sure her pussy was covered, barely, by a tiny strip of fabric, but the rest of her was totally on display. Still she just didn't feel naked. She really didn't care of people saw her like this. She knew she'd feel comfortable going to the grocery store, the mall, heck, even Church, dressed like this.

She still knew that other people would have something to say about her apperance, that she might get kicked out, banned, or even arrested depending on where she went. Just because she felt like she was fully dressed didn't mean she actually was. If she was going to have any kind of normalcy, she'd need the locked loophole. Still, the thong was great for inside the cottage...and if she kept it on for more than 2 hours it would be a good excuse to get Oliver's attention away from Lina.

Not that it was a competition...but...well...it kinda was.

Suddenly her tits deflated. Well that's not totally accurate. They went from O-my God to G-ot to be kidding me. Still pretty fucking big. But at least she could leave the room now, she didn't have to worry about triggering Oliver.

She walked out but saw his door was still closed. Whenever he was doing with Lina, they were done. She frowned but decided not to go in. Instead she'd get started on breakfast. For everyone.

Except...fuck. They'd really forgotten to get groceries? They'd used up pretty much everything they had brought with them and in all the chaos of the game they'd forgotten to get more. Well she could run down to the convenience store in the village and get a few things.

Without thinking, she grabbed her purse, put on her shoes, and headed to the door. She stopped and considered what she was wearing. Again she didn't have a problem being seen...but would she get in trouble? Nah, it's perfectly legal to be topless and she was just running a quick errand, she'd be fine. She hurried out and down the hill to the small convenience store in the village.

It was early and there were many people out, but those that saw her certainly stared. She didn't mind in principal, but there was something about the way men looked at her that made her feel uneasy.

She picked up her pace and entered the store. Grabbing a basket she went and started picking up a few items.

"Uh, excuse me? What the hell do you think you are doing?"

Dylan turned and saw a woman staring her down. She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. She shrugged and went back to getting her groceries.

"I'm calling the cops you disgusting pervert!" The woman said.

Pervert? She wasn't a pervert... although she supposed she could see where the woman was coming from. Still Dylan hadn't broken any laws so she ignored her.

Unfortunately it turned out the woman was the proprietor. She discovered this when she set her basket on the counter and looked around for the cashier. She held out her wallet and waved it at the woman, hoping to communicate her desire to pay.

The woman just kept glaring at her and Dylan realiZed she was going to have to abandon her stuff and go back home. Before she could though the door opened.

Shit, a police officer? That was way too fast.

"Officer! Thank goodness you're here!" The woman said as he entered.

Thean grunted, "Right what seems to be-" He stopped as he noticed Dylan. His face flushed and his hand shot down to 'adjust' his pants. He gulped, "Miss...do you suppose that's appropriate attire?"

"Yes. I feel quite comfortable," Dylan explained, "I'm not doing anything wrong am I? I just want to buy these groceries."

"She's trespassing! I told her to leave and she refused!"

"She never asked me to leave." Dylan asserted.

The officer looked back and forth between the two, but ultimately his eyes settled on Dylan's chest, "Well it seems she wants you to leave now."

Dylan shrugged, "Then I'll leave without buying anything."

"No! You have to arrest her. She's a fucking whore!"

The officer groaned and suddenly reached out and started to grope Dylan. Right. She was a 'stress toy' now. She sighed and waited for him to finished.

"I can't arrest her unless she's being indecent somehow. Just standing there doesn't count. If you don't want to sell her groceries you can deny her service or entry but that's all "

Dylan wanted to get out of there now. She'd only been wearing the thong for about 30 minutes at this point, but if it did escalate she really couldn't risk getting too horny to think out in public.

"Sorry Officer, if you are done," She indicated to her breast that he was still squeezing, "I'll just leave and find somewhere else to shop."

Before she could leave a door opened behind her and another woman joined them, "What's with the yelling? What's going on?"

"This harlot is trying to...to..."

"Buy groceries?" The cop finished for her.

"Yeah! Like a whore!" The woman finished.

The newcomer sighed, "Take a break Gina. I'll handle this."

"But-"

"Gina!"

"Fine. Take care of this tramp!" The first woman, Gina, stormed off.

The newcomer approached, "I'm sorry about the fuss. My sister is...a little conservative. Everything is fine here officer. I'll check this woman out."

The man nodded. He seemed **** to let go of Dylan's tits, but eventually he did and backed away. She could see a bulge in his pants that told her exactly what he was thinking, but he managed to control himself and leave peacefully.

Dylan turned to the woman and smiled, but without the male around she couldn't speak.

"Pretty bold," She said, "Walking around like that," she bit her lip, "But you DO have the body for it. Wow."

Dylan smiled sheepishly but was **** to remain silent. Experimentally she tried talking to herself, but the games magic couldn't be outsmarted that easily.

"The silent type huh? I can work with that." The woman said, "Let's start over. Hi, I'm Cheryl."

Crap. Dylan suddenly leaned forward and kissed Cheryl on the lips. Her hell of a hello barely ever activated because she didn't greet her friends ever day but apparently this counted.

Cheryl beamed at her, "Wow. That was... unexpected...but not unwelcome. Kiss me again."

Dylan felt a tug to obey, but ignored it.

"Shy now? Kiss me again." Cheryl said.

Dylan felt the tug to obey again. Crap. She just wanted some groceries. She leaned forward and kissed Cheryl again. There, happy?

Cheryl grinned, "So you like being told what to do? You should know I'm very good at giving commands. Give me your arm. Wait no...let me write on your tits."

Cheryl produced a sharpie from under the counter and Dylan was too stunned to resist as she wrote a phone number on Dylan's chest.

She winked at Dylan, "Call me later."

Cheryl had finished scanning everything and Dylan tapped her card and grabbed the bag. Before she could leave Cheryl repeated the command, "Call me later cutie!"

Dylan smiled but hurried away. She didn't know how her maid to serve transformation would work but she thought she'd be able to resist. At least as long as nobody repeated that command again. She hurried all the way back to the cottage and found the living room empty.

She put away the groceries. She originally planned to cook for everyone but she had something else in mind now. She stormed into Oliver's room and found Lina on her knees in front of her, her face covered in cum.

"Tell her to leave and then throw me on the bed and fuck me. Doggy style of course." She said to Oliver.

"Don't give Master orders!" Lina said angrily.

"Go to your room Miss." Oliver ordered. Lina looked like she wanted to protest but her body obeyed regardless. When they were alone Oliver grabbed her and tossed her to the bed. He ripped her thong off and seconds later he was deep within her.

Dylan was thrilled but then she remembered that he could refuse things within his own limits. Did he really want her as much as she wanted him, or did she **** him to obey.

Doubt clouded her mind and took away her pleasure. She was afraid she was violating his consent, just like she'd done to Lina earlier this morning.

"Oliver..." She said as he continued to pound her, "Do you..." She couldn't make herself say it.

"What?" He chuckled, "Are you worried you're manipulating me?" He slapped her ass playfully, "Come on Miss, you're fucking amazing. I just wish I could treat you and Lina better. I feel like such an asshole. Even if I know it's not my fault, knowing that I can't give either of you what you deserve...it sucks. I feel like I have to order Lina around and **** my power over her and you....you..."

Dylan gulped, "What about me?"

She turned her head to lock eyes with him, and suddenly he thrust himself as deep as he could, "You, I can't even look at you with picturing...well...this...Fuck. You're so fucking gorgous that I can barely keep my hands off you. I'm trying to hard not to be some kind of misogynistic asshole but god damn you drive my wild!"

Dylan felt herself turning red. Really? He felt that way? "Oh..." She frowned, "But that's just...my transformation."

"No way, even before you got your new face. I think I've always had a crush on you and could just never act on it. This isn't just the game Miss."

Dylan smiled again, finally letting herself bask in the pleasure he was offering. "You talk a big game..." She said, "So make me cum already!"

Oliver grabbed her hips with both hands and picked up his pace even more. Dylan moaned into the pillow as she felt her pleasure rising. Then he suddenly let go of her hips to reach around and start to rub her clit. Finally it hit her. She screwed her eyes shut as the orgasm rocked her body.

He wasn't done yet, but she remembered what his new fetish was. It he was going to indulge her, shouldn't she do the same. She moved forward to pull him out then spun around. She winked at him and traced a circle around her face. He looked surprised, then grinned and started rubbing himself. She leaned forward and took over. He gave just enough of a warning for her to shut her eyes as he started to paint her face white. The game had given him 10x his normal volume so he really was a one man show.

She wiped the cum from her eyes and looked up at him. He looked like he was on cloud nine. "Y-you ok?" He asked nervously.

She licked her fingers and winked at him, "Well you fed me so I think I should do the same. Let me grab a shower and I'll make you breakfast."

He smiled, "Sounds good to me."