Tom takes a study break at exactly the right time while an old friend comes to visit Starfire at the aquarium

Tom sat up from his dorm room bed and stretched as he put down his physics textbook as his phone's alarm rang to remind him it was 5:45 - time for his study break. He noticed he'd gotten a text message and was hopeful that it was Marissa but realized dumbly that he'd never actually friended her on Lexbook. He shook his head at himself and quickly sent her a friend request, accessing her profile through their shared groups. Her profile pics weren't very revealing but they also didn't negate his earlier theories either.

"Here's hoping you're both secretly hot and hot for me." he murmured as he sent the text, unaware of the further changes to his classmate.

***
Marissa blushed furiously as she came down from her orgasm. She didn't usually masturbate or even own a dildo and so it took her some time to get satisfied with just her hands but something about the thought of Tom seeing her like this made her so hot! She moved to the bathroom and tried to take another look at herself without getting distracted. Her body was ridiculous like some famous lady rapper or something. She took off her thick glasses to make sure she wasn't seeing things . . . and revealed striking green eyes that had been a mousy brown a minute ago, as well as perfect, curly ringlets of dark brown hair that fell in a perfect waterfall instead of frizzy strands. Her plain, somewhat round face suddenly grew more defined and sensual, her lips becoming fuller and seductive. Her already full curves became even more defined, her whole body now screaming "plus-size supermodel."

"What?!? What the hell?" she breathed in awe. It was like the more she took off, the sexier she became! "What's happening to me? I-"

Suddenly, the thought of Tom flashed into her mind again and all of her questions vanished as her pussy and tits began throbbing with heat. Fuck, she was so hot for him! So wet and so ready, it was crazy. Fuck, she wished he was right there, right now! She'd fuck him so good, let him use her virgin pussy like a naughty slut, just do whatever he wanted to her new, sexy body.

With a groan, she slid back into the shower and turned on the water to cover her new body in a hot stream, exploring herself helplessly as she thought of Tom seeing her like this. Why did it make her so horny? She wasn't usually anywhere near this slutty but fuck, her new body just couldn't get enough when it came to thinking about Tom.

"Ohhh, Tom!" she moaned softly as she began exploring her new curves all over again in the hot shower. "Tom, ooh, fuck me, Tom, you want me now, don't you, mmmm . . . Toooom . . ."

***
Mentally, he crossed his fingers, then checked his texts. It was one from Chester, likely another dumb superheroine link or another text asking to be his wingman tonight for that party. With a sigh, Tom opened it anyways.

"Told ya so! :P" it read with a link to a news site. Something about an aquarium?

Tom clicked it despite himself and was treated to quite a sight.

"-live from the Key West Aquarium where a new employee is causing quite the commotion! While the famous superheroine known as Starfire has been reported as working here earlier, she's usually wearing a lot more!" an excited male reporter burbled. "The following live footage may not be appropriate for younger viewers."

The camera cut to the orange-skinned beauty frolicking with dolphins in a barely there g-string binki, making Tom nearly drop his phone.

"Holy shit!" he whispered.

Her perky orange tits jiggled and swayed with the motion of her swimming, nearly bursting out of her tiny blue bikini top.

"Jesus, her boobs must be even bigger than I thought." he murmured, still unaware that his words shaped reality itself.

***
Starfire turned and waved at the news agencies pointing cameras at the dolphin enclosure, her nipples rock hard, dreamily close to another orgasm. Her bosses were enraged at first but they had second thoughts seeing the profits that they were suddenly making as Starfire's little show and announcement outside quickly spread across social media. She'd left them to argue among themselves as she continued with her daily duties feeding and checking on the sea creatures, followed by so many wonderful visitors with cameras of course!

She turned and a blew a kiss to the news camera, just as she felt a strange heaviness and tightness on her chest. She groaned as she felt her tits grow, the straps now painfully digging into her titflesh as her breasts suddenly swelled up from teardrop perfect C-cups into full D-cups, then gasped. This was most certainly abnormal . . . but it also meant men would stare at her hard nips even more, so she floated for a moment, confusion fighting with arousal and a faint tinge of pain as she tried to understand what was happening to her. Kori raised her hands to the now far too small bikini, wondering if she should remove it entirely.

***
"The managers of the aquarium have yet to be reached for comment but if this is now the regular dress code, it may drive many new visitors to see wonders beyond just those found in the seven seas! While there has been some protests by- oh! It looks like we have a new diver!"

***
Tom smirked as he listened to the live video feed and saw a well-muscled male diver in blue and black - wearing some sort of helmet - sleekly dive into the water next to Starfire and the dolphins, then pull her hand. The peach-colored sex bomb seemed to light up at the sight of him, giving the man a huge grin before hugging him tightly and wrapping her long legs around his waist, trying to kiss him through his helmet. Her perfect ass jutted out as she writhed against him eagerly. The man, whomever he was, didn't return the sexually charged embrace but didn't exactly fight her off either as he began swimming back towards the surface, paddling strongly enough to take them back up.

"Jeez. That must be her boyfriend." Tom said with wistful envy in his voice. "Ugh. He must be the luckiest SOB on the planet if that's how she says hello every time he shows up. Too bad he showed up to get her under control! If they're smart, they should have her should put on a show like that every day. If they did that, I'll bet that museum would never go out of business. Whoever sold her that bikini deserves a raise!"

***
Starfire's body thrilled at the sight of her ex-boyfriend Nightwing. While having her photo taken and showing off her sexy body already got her off very nicely, the thought of having sex with him right there, right now was beyond thrilling. She wrapped herself around him like a second skin, smashing her new bigger tits against his firm chest. Dizzy with lust, she briefly thought that no, it would be better if he took her from behind so the cameras could still see all of her boobs but by then, he was already swimming them backup to the surface of the tank.

"X'Hal! Dick! Thank the gods, mmm, I am SO horny!" she cooed. "Will you take me back to the cameras and put your wonderful cock in me from behind so they can watch my hard nips- oh! That reminds me, my breasts are-"

"Starfire! Calm down! Get a hold of yourself!" Dick said forcefully and it was like a bucket of cold water hit her. His commands rang like a bell in her mind and she knew she had to obey. He was in control of her now. Reluctantly, she felt herself get less aroused and slid off of him slowly, her hands reaching up to grab her larger breasts. He did say to get a hold of herself after all and her swimsuit was close to tearing.

"As you command, Nightwing." she cooed.

"Jesus, Star, your- wait, what did you just say?"

"You said to calm down and get a hold of myself. I've calmed down, did you mean to grab my ass cheeks instead? Because I would be happier to do that, honestly, just in case any cameras can still see me. My hard nips should be on display for those lovely cameras at all times, even if I think my bikini top IS about to burst open-"

Dick stared at her hands and the now larger tits beneath them, briefly forgetting what he was going to say at her outburst, then shook his head violently.

"What? Never mind, just fly us back to your apartment for now, we'll figure this out there . . . whatever THIS is."

"As you command, my boyfriend." she cooed again and lifted him under the armpits before taking off into the sky. Dick felt a clearly larger set of tits smashing against his back muscles and smiled, then frowned. Whatever was happening to his girlfriend was very sexy but it wasn't like it was a good thing or something they had under control. Good thing he could always control his girlfriend.

Wait, girlfriend? They'd broken up years ago, hadn't they?

He shook his head. What an odd thought - she was obviously his girlfriend and she had to do whatever he said. That had been the case ever since they'd first met and she'd accidentally imprinted on him due to the sex **** conditioning the alien slavers had been trying to install in her mind. He'd felt guilty as a teen but, after all of the world's best psychics and magicians proved unable to remove the conditioning, he'd come to terms that Starfire would forever be his personal sex ****. He'd never felt comfortable marrying someone who was brainwashed into being his "girlfriend" by a third party but it also was unfair to leave her unsatisfied, especially when the conditioning made her crave his touch. It certainly made for some awkward discussions with anybody he wanted to get serious with but he couldn't deny that it was coming in handy today.

"Nightwing, have you gotten your little pet under control?" came Oracle's voice in his headset, still unmistakably catty through the distorted electronic tone. He'd almost married Babs but she just couldn't deal with Starfire being part of the package, like most women he knew.

"Yeah, yeah. She's acting less wild now but something's, um, happened to her boo- uh, body. I'm going to, ah, help her cool down first - examine her back at her place, then we'll be back at the Watchtower shortly."

"Cool down. Uh-huh. Just hurry up. Oracle out." Babs said, the words dripping with scorn as the connection cut out.

They were back at Kori's place in no time, walking through the patio doors and through her living room to her bedroom as if on autopilot. Dick felt a tinge of guilt at not having seen her for so long. He knew this wasn't his fault - it was happening to superheroines everywhere - but not having fucked her for months probably didn't help matters. Poor thing was likely out of her mind with lust, since she usually could only climax with his express permission.

"X'Hal!" she sighed in relief, sliding out of the too tight bikini top and then gently massaging her tender breasts. "That feels MUCH better! Oh, my! It appears that my boobs, they are larger! Are they . . . too big now?"

Dick licked his lips as she cupped her enlarged tits and stared at him, eager for his approval.

"NO! I mean, no, they're . . . great. Gorgeous. Wow. Jesus, Kori, do you feel okay?"

Starfire smiled and ran a hand over her new assets with a grin.

"My hands feel just fine but I would rather feel yours on me . . . Master. I've been very bad and cum several times without permission - but nowhere nearly as hard as I do when you're inside me."

Dick smiled and unzipped his costume.

***
Bobby at The Bikini Shack shrugged as his boss tore him a new one for giving out free merchandise. This job sucked and if he was going to get fired, getting a blowjob from a gorgeous alien chick was a helluva great reason for it. He could always just go start working with his younger brother at Big Belly Burger instead or something.

"You aren't going to work here any more-" his boss ranted

A flash of light appeared and vanished.

"For that salary! You're getting a raise! Having Starfire as a customer is gonna make us famous! In fact, we're rebranding this shack as "Naughty Alien Bikinis" and I'm making you the manager!"

Bobby sucked in a gasp in amazement.

"Best. Day. EVER!"

***
Meanwhile, in a mansion in Metropolis Heights, Chester was watching the same video as Tom on his laptop and groaned as the dude in blue and black appeared and swam off with Starfire. With a shrug, he closed his eyes and reached down to grab his junk, picturing her still in his mind - just as his bedroom door slammed open.

"Jesus, knock first!" he yelped, slamming his laptop shut.

"Ugh, stop watching porn, you pathetic loser. We've gotta talk." his bitchy stepsister Brittney said as she sauntered in, still wearing her cheerleading uniform. He scowled.

"About what?"

"Look, I know you'll try and **** me or whatever if I don't invite you to tonight's cheerleader orgy while the 'rents are out of town, so let's set some ground rules, 'kay?"

Chester just stared at her, sure he hadn't heard her right.

"Did you just say-"

"First, you ALWAYS wear these."

She tossed a package of condoms on his bed.

"No WAY you're getting any of my squad pregnant with your gross sperm when you fuck them."

"Uh?"

"Second, you do NOT touch me, got it? And try not to even LOOK at me! Lord knows, I'm going to try avoiding even catching a glimpse of your tubby, gross body naked. UGH! Total buzzkill."

Chester opened his mouth but she raised another finger.

"Not done! Lastly, the jocks, AKA actual cute guys are coming! So, if they tell you to get off of a chick or they call first dibs, you follow THEIR rules. You're lucky to get their sloppy seconds in the first place, loser. The only way you fuck any cheerleader first is if they say it's cool and the jocks aren't here yet. Got it? Need me to repeat any of that?"

Chester could say a lot to all of that but he rapidly decided that silence was the best move. Slowly, he just shook his head "no," a stunned look on his face.

"Ugh. Good. Don't embarrass me too much tonight, asshole."

The doorbell rang and his stepsister turned around, sliding out of her top as she moved to walk down the stairs.

"Be right there!"

"Thank you, Lord!" he whispered, then grabbed the box of condoms and practically ran to follow her down the stairs.

***
Tom sighed as he closed the video app on his phone. That video of Starfire prancing around had gotten him pretty worked up but it was almost 6pm, when he was supposed to get back to studying. With a guilty sigh, he unzipped his fly. A quick jerk-off session wouldn't kill his chances of passing his mid-terms he thought, maybe it'd even clear his head. Just before he grabbed a nearby tissue, he heard a tapping at the window and his jaw dropped.

A glowing green woman made of living fire was outside his third floor window! He stared stupidly for a few moments before sliding the window open.

Fire flew in and took human form again, sighing.

"Tom Kim, right?"

He nodded dumbly.

"You- you're Fire! THE Fire!"

She winked at him and undid her black leather top, letting her impressive breasts jut free, now wearing nothing but a tight black mini-skirt and a pair of black stiletto heels.

"In the flesh, stud." she said arching her back at him and licking her lips before looking around. "Where's Vixen? She better not be late, I hate when people aren't on time for-"

A knock came at his door but Tom was too busy staring slack-jawed at Fire's tits to register it. Fire, however, nodded briskly and strode over to open the door, casually unconcerned about being topless.

The world famous supermodel known as Mari McCabe stood in his doorway wearing nothing but skintight blue spandex shorts and a loose orange bikini top in addition to her famous necklace. She looked more than a little annoyed at Fire as she strode into the room.

"Tell me you didn't just fly up to his window in full freaking fire form! I just spent the better part of half an hour using the abilities of a chameleon to sneak up here WITHOUT being noticed, you dumb bimbo!"

"Hey, it was the fastest way to get here on time! What, you'd rather I'd have been late for this totally hot threesome?"

Mari sighed and nodded, casually undoing her orange bikini top to let her lovely tits jut free as she did so, tossing it in a corner.

"Ugh, fine, you have a point. Just- just keep this under wraps, OK? If my boyfriend found out-"

"Hey, he won't find out from me, chica. How about you Tom? You're not the kiss and tell sort, are you?"

"So this is Tom, hmm? Totally hot. But yeah, what she said, stud - you're not gonna tell anyone, are you?"

Both women turned to stare at a utterly gobsmacked Tom expectantly.

"Uhhh . . ." Tom said, dumbfounded as the two topless supermodel superheroines stood in his bedroom and stared at him. "What?"