Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 8 by holahola202 holahola202

What's next?

Stay and Discover

Before you can start heading out Naomi removes your arm and steps back, putting her hand to her chin. You look at her appraisingly and say, "What? Something else on your mind?"

She slowly responds, "Yeah, I'm just thinking about your power. Have you tried anything besides providing options that change the answerer's behavior and mind? I remember playing would you rather games as a kid, and some involved complete transformations or really weird circumstances."

You say, "No, I haven't tried that sort of thing. I haven't done a lot with it really, I'm kind of learning about it as I go."

"Cool, cool," Naomi responds, looking thoughtfully at the ground. She runs her hair hand through her hair but then says, "Shit!" as she realizes that she just accidentally transferred a little of your cum from her chin into her hair. She sighs, then says, "Well, would you want to try that out? I'm available."

She smiles and looks a little aroused again, so you say, "Of course you are, the thought turns you on. But that would be interesting to find out." You pause for a moment, then continue, saying, "In fact, if you happen to have anything you want to change or try we could maybe do that."

"Yeah, um, I guess it would be interesting to see if it could slim me down a little."

You're not sure if you want to try that, let alone if it might work, but you finally say, "Okay, would you rather be a sexy, petite, white, blonde, or have eighty percent of your non-essential fat be redistributed in a way that I would find the most pleasing?"

She looks surprised for a moment, but then says,"Fuck, I guess the latter."

You both wait expectantly, and then you see her reach down to her side. You look, and see as she presses down that her love handles are slowly disappearing as they snake upwards and downwards. She breathes out, "Shit." Her tits are slowly growing even larger than they were before, pushing her shirt tighter and tighter, and despite your day you feel your cock twitch. You gaze into her eyes and then notice her face slightly thinning as some of the fat that was there leaves, which sculpts out a stunning jawline and cheekbone. Both of you gasp a little as Naomi's bra snaps, which makes her growing boobs move beneath her shirt. You look down as her hands grip her growing ass, and you see that her pants have tightened around her ass, hips, and thighs. You get more aroused as you see her experimentally jiggle her ass and then her enormous boobs.

Finally, her transformation stops, and you look at her with pure lust. She's transformed into a perfect hourglass figure, but still has some fat elsewhere in all the places you like. You see her face contort in pleasure at the change you **** on her, and then she says playfully, "Hey, that wasn't quite what I asked for."

"No, it wasn't," you agree. "I'm pretty happy with it though."

"I'm sure," she says, rolling her eyes and smiling. She grabs her chest and again jiggles a boob, and you watch enraptured. They seem at least three cups sizes larger, and they were already large for nearly any person even approximately her size.

You have an idea and grin, then say, "Hey, let's add to that change. Would you rather your boobs have the physics of an anime bust, or have to walk in whatever way maximizes the jiggle in your new breasts and ass most of the time?"

She quickly says, "I'd rather have boobs with anime physics," then moans at the **** change. Her legs rub together with need and she bends down a small amount, panting. The slight movement sets her new tits jiggling against her tight top, which makes you think about how conservatively and genderless Naomi usually dresses.

Figuring that she'll like, or at least be turned on, by whatever you do now, you decide to say, "God that's hot, this is insane. One more thought though. Starting tomorrow, would you rather always wear tight clothes showing lots of cleavage or clothes that cling to you, like some satin and silk dresses?"

She looks at you and says, "Wait, I-," but then moans at the thought of each choice. She thinks quickly, and says, "I like to do sports on occasion so I'll go with tight clothing." Her hand reaches for her pussy but she can't touch it, so she looks at you and says, "Please let me."

You're about to let her, but then wonder what else your power can do and say, "Well, let's try something else new. Would you rather feel my dick in your pussy regardless of what sexual hole it's actually in or have nipples twice as sensitive as your clit and feel me sucking them whenever I'm fucking?"

Her arousal grows and you can see a spot forming through her pants. She finally gasps and says, "I'd rather have sensitive nipples and feel you sucking them."

"Good," you say, deciding to take charge of your former bully, "then get on all fours and we'll do it doggystyle."

"Fuck yes!" she says while removing her clothes and getting into position, her ass and tits swaying. As you get behind her and stare at the scene, you hear her take a sharp intake of breath,

"Are you alright?" you ask, concerned.

She looks back at you, biting her plump lip and says, "Yeah, it's my nipples, sorry."

You realize that her boobs are large and bouncy enough that they're swaying slightly back and forth and rubbing against the floor, sending ripples across them that further stimulate her nipple. Her pussy looks incredibly wet, and you remove your pants, dick fully erect.

You guide it in and start to thrust your hips rhythmically, feeling the sensations of her pussy on your cock and her large ass hitting your body. She moans into the floor, hands desperately tugging at her clit even as her torso jerks. You imagine it's due to the feeling of your lips on her nipples that she should be experiencing, but forget that as you continue.

She shakes harder and harder, and you can only imagine she would have cum multiple times if she could. You smile, then feel yourself approaching the edge. You say, "Naomi, you will cum when my cum hits your ass," then quickly pull out and spill the little cum you have remaining on her butt.

Naomi moans into the floor, hands clutching at the ground as her body spasms over and over. You watch her ass jiggle as she thrusts her hips into the floor repeatedly, and see her tits swaying and jumping like no real person's could. Finally, she calms down and lays still for a moment. She eventually turns over, breathing heavily, and says, "Damn, that was fucking incredible." Her eyes turn to her tits, which are still shaking, and she lightly touches a nipple, wincing at the feeling.

"You okay?"

"Yeah," she replies, "they're just more sensitive now." She looks at herself again and says, "And I'm going to have to deal with this fucking body, but I'll manage. "

As she says it you can tell that she wouldn't be particularly pleased if not for her earlier choices, but because of them she likes the changes at least a little and is definitely turned on by them. You both get up and get dressed. As you do, you keep glancing at her new boobs, fascinated at how much they move with every slight movement she makes.

Naomi finally pulls her pants up to her waist and then forces her shirt over her tits. You finally breath and consider everything that just happened, then say, "Well, I guess I can do quite a bit with this."

"You think," she retorts, looking at you with fake exasperation.

"Yeah," you reply. "The only question now is whether to go about our days for now, head somewhere else, or test this on you or some other people."

Naomi's face flushes and she says, "Well, we could try it out some more on Heather if you're interested. She recently left me for a an even worse bitch, and the idea of watching you use that power on someone else or on me and them kinda turns me on."

You sigh and say, "Look, I've used this poorly since I've gotten it, and I feel kinda bad about it. I don't want to keep doing this to people."

"Well, you did it to me, and Heather's been worse to you, I know it! Besides, haven't you ever fantasized about having this kind of control, at least a little? It sure seems like it"

"Yeah, she has," you say, mulling it over. You look up and say, "And yes, I have with some frequency, though I'm not exactly proud of it." You sigh, wondering how true that even is anymore given your recent actions, and make a choice.

What is your choice?

Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)