Chapters tagged cock transformation

by FlatCap90210

Chapter 8

"Mmmh, alright..." Joy pouts a little, clearly wanting to check herself out a little longer. But me, I'm feeling a little chilly, so clothes sound good. Turning to step out of the bathroom, I'm once again reminded how much heavier Joy is now. With every step I make, I feel her w...

by FlatCap90210

Chapter 10

"Okay, listen. Nick and I have been planning this for a week. I'm not gonna blow him off. But... how do you feel about joining us?" "What do you mean, exactly?" "Well, I have an extra game pad, and we have a lot of time until the evening. Let's create a character for you, I'll...

by FlatCap90210

Chapter 15

Luckily, even though Joy can't feel the unpleasant stickyness on our ass, I can convince her to get up and take a shower. Although, of course, the sodden state of our pussy might play a role, too. After cleaning ourselves - no massage followed by masturbation this time, though -...

by FlatCap90210

Chapter 17

"Oh. My. God. I'm stuffed. I can't take a single step." Joy groans and leans back against me, rubbing her stomach. The tingling from that is just a _little_ too pleasurable for her to do this in public, but I decide not to say anything. After all, that would _kind of_ give away t...

by FlatCap90210

Chapter 18

"Yo dude, I think you can let her... down now..." Nick has pulled the curtain aside a little to take a peek inside - after all, he knows Joy is dressed and I shouldn't even have gotten naked. But of course, what he sees is the harness lying on the floor, and Joy just jutting fro...

by FlatCap90210

Chapter 19

"Well, fuck." I strain upwards to look across the racks and shelves of clothing, trying to see hide or hair of Nick. "Do you see him anywhere?" "Matt, I'm literally strapped to your front. All I see is totally cute tops," Joy replies, only to quickly continue: "Sorry, I know I'm...

by FlatCap90210

Chapter 20

In the end, we cut our shopping trip short, only getting Joy a few tops, shirts, bras - thank god for smartphones, neither of us would have figured out how to measure Joy without help, and the sales girls were not an option for obvious reasons. Oh, and two cardigans for when it g...