Here’s a story that some people out there will recognize as a continuation of another of my stories. I won’t say which one, but if you’ve read my others, it will probably be rather obvious.

I hope the people out there who like my kind of stories will get a kick out of this one! I enjoyed writing it, even though it only took me a couple of hours. I love the comments that my growing set of fans leave me! They inspire me! So if you don’t like ‘Bimbo’ type of stories, don’t bother reading it. So, without further delay …..

 

A Nymph Transformation
by: Zedd

 

I knocked on the door a second time hoping that some one was going to be home. I didn’t want to take back the pizza after driving all the way out here!

Finally I heard some one moving around inside! I looked around the neighborhood once more, noticing how nice and quiet it was before they opened the door. I would like to live in a place like this. So quiet and clean.

The door opened and I turned around and almost dropped the pizza! There stood the most fantastic woman I have ever seen dressed in tight jeans and a simple white button shirt with the top two buttons undone! My eyes almost bugged out of my head, and I know I had a stupid grin on my face, but I couldn’t help it! This was a woman I would have done anything for! She had a full head of blonde curls that just cascaded down over her shoulders in a really sexy way that dragged the eyes right to her large, jutting breasts! She couldn’t help but notice my reaction, or where I was staring for that matter, it was that obvious. She got pissed right off.

"Are you here to deliver my pizza, or stare at my chest?" She asked icily. I quickly raised my eyes from her huge tits, remembering the faint lacy pattern of her bra beneath, and looked into the face of an angel! Her eyes were almost as pleasing to look at as her tits were! Her face was beautiful with high cheeks and a graceful jaw line that ended in a small delicate chin that really emphasized her full pouty lips. Lips that at the moment were somewhat twisted in a sneer! I knew I had already blown any chance of getting her phone number, but, hey! I knew where she lived!

I figured I could be polite and try to make up for my rudeness, or get as many looks in as possible. I went for ogling her openly!

"Sorry about that." I said in as apologetic tone as I could fake. "I don’t run into any women that look as good as you, and well, you completely took me by surprise." I followed that with as sincere a smile as I could make while looking her straight in the chest. What I saw said she knew better. "My name’s Jack." I said as smoothly as possible while checking out how slim and petite her waist was.

"Jack, huh?" She smirked a little. "I once knew a Jack. Here’s a check for the pizza." She said. "I was going to give you a couple dollars as a tip, but since you were such a gentleman," She said with much sarcasm. "I think I’ll give you a different kind of tip."

I knew I was out the money. I also knew I deserved it. But I also knew that given a choice of not getting a tip and seeing this gorgeous women, or getting a tip from some other person, that I’d take the stiff and see the babe any day!

"Here’s your tip. When someone just looks at your ass, or your tits, or some part of your body instead of your eyes, that doesn’t necessarily mean they’re a bad person. It just means they don’t know what it feels like to be gawked at and stared at like they were a piece of meat. But then," She paused, "maybe you’ll know what I mean."

Huh? I know I was rude, but hey! I’m a guy! That sort of explains a lot of things right there, you know?

She slipped her hand into the front pocket of her shapely, well filled jeans and pulled out what appeared to be a small, slender rock. About 3" long and shaped like a torpedo! She held it in one hand and looked at me. I looked at her, then the rock, and wondered what was gonna happen next. Nothing did.

"That should do it! I know we’ll meet again. My name’s Sandy by the way." I smiled and stuck my hand out at about the same time she smiled and closed the door. Man, was she hot!

I smiled like an idiot all they way back to the store. I was gonna tell everyone about the hot babe over on Green street! I still couldn’t get over how incredibly sexy she was! I kept trying to find some excuse to go back there, maybe at a later date. Maybe I could find out if she needed anything done around the yard or something! Wow wee!

The rest of my day went rather quickly so I walked over to the video store and picked up a couple of movies. I live in an apartment by myself, by choice, just so I can do anything I like. I have a lot of hobbies which take up almost all my time, so don’t have any real opportunities to go out looking for girls, preferring Fate to send them my way. The last couple of years it’s been rather sparse pickings, but my friends all have girlfriends that have friends so it’s not totally lame. One of these days, I’m going to have to make a few decisions about my life, like what I want out of it and all! But not right now!

Right now it’s FUN TIME!! I called a couple of friends over, suggesting a Monty Python marathon, and beer with snacks! Naturally, they accepted.

Tonight was the start of my weekend! It was Saturday night and I didn’t have to go back to work until Tuesday night! WOO HOO!!

 

I woke up late Sunday morning, or early afternoon, I couldn’t tell which. Still in my underwear I made myself breakfast and switched on the TV. Mindlessly, I watched the news and ate my cereal until I felt awake enough to get going. I didn’t have anything to do today, it being my day off, and proceeded to enjoy the idea of going to a little shop I saw last week. It sold model kits of everything, and the idea of putting something together had really appealed to me. I guess, subconsciously, I did make plans.

I looked around the small apartment, noting the clutter, and thought about cleaning it up a tad. Nawwww!

I got in and out of the shower, not too quickly, but quick enough so the hot water didn’t run out, and picked out some clean clothes. Jeans and a faded blue button shirt that an old girl friend had picked out for me a couple of years ago. She said it looked good on me!

I pulled the shirt on and slipped the jeans on. At least, I tried to. For some reason they didn’t want to slip past my hips! Struggling, because I knew they were going to fit me, I finally got them past my hips and buttoned them closed. Wow! These babies had gotten tight! The material felt very firm and tight on my hips and ass, but I had a little space at my stomach! I could easily slip my whole hand in at the waist! Walking was a little stiff, and I could feel how tight they were at the crotch, and across my ass! Well, they must have shrunk a little in the wash. They’ll loosen up.

Getting my shoes, wallet and keys, I lumbered out the door with the model shop’s destination in mind.

Pulling up to it, I was starting to wish I had changed into a different pair of jeans. These were really starting to pain me. The seam was digging into my balls something awful when I was sitting in my car, and my hips felt like they were in a vise! As I walked into the store, I absently noted how loose the waist was. It was so loose, my shirt didn’t want to stay tucked in! And walking was becoming downright difficult!

I was here already so I was going to pick out a model to build. I use to build them when I was young, had gotten a couple awards, too! I picked a WWI battle ship, and a WWII tank. I also picked out a paint kit. It was cool they put everything together for you now!

With the two kits in hand and the paint kit in the other, I went to the counter and paid for them. The total came to $32.50, which sort of reminded me why I no longer built model kits.

In putting the change back into my wallet, I had dropped a dollar. I quickly bent down to pick it up only to hear the most embarrassing sound since high school.

"RRRiiiipppp!!"

My eyes went wide at the same time the person behind the counter started snickering! I grabbed the bag and quickly held it behind me.

"Uh ….thanks, a lot. I gotta get going so …. thanks." With snickering turning into peals of laughter behind me, I fled to my car and quickly drove home. Shit! I could feel my bare ass on my vinyl seats! Shit! Shit!

I hurried inside, afraid one of my neighbors might see me, and shut the door hard. I continued into the bedroom, kicking my shoes off as I went, and started to undo those jeans. They had to have belonged to somebody else! I mean, the cuffs were actually dragging along the ground after the shoes were off! I couldn’t imagine who they belonged to, maybe the guy upstairs for all I knew. I suppose I must’ve gotten a pair of my pants mixed up with his in the laundry room a couple nights ago.

But didn’t I wear these same jeans last night? I got out another pair, ones that were really old and too big for me, and started to slip those on. I paused before pulling them up to my hips because something suddenly didn’t seem right to me just then.

I pulled my shirt up and looked at my stomach seeing how smooth and taunt it was, or had become. The skin flowed from there to hips that sort of jutted out wider than what I thought they should have. What caught my eye was how smooth and soft my skin was looking, and the peculiar curves that I seemed to have gained overnight. I guess it was overnight! I didn’t know what to think so pulled up my pants. Again, I was thinking these were snug on me! I wasn’t going to quit since I needed something to wear if I was going to go out and buy pants that did fit, so wrestled them up and fastened them. I could feel how snug they were, almost as if my skin had gotten super sensitive and I could feel every fiber as it slid or creased against my skin! Really strange stuff!

I buttoned my shirt again when my arms brushed against my chest sending sparks shooting down my body! What in the ….? I looked down to see my previously male nipples standing thick and stiff, tenting my shirt by a good inch! They must have been at least as thick as my thumbs! What in the world was happening to me?

I quickly buttoned my shirt, careful not to touch my nipples, and started to tuck it in. There was so much room between my pants and my waist, I could’ve tucked in a pillow! Also, every time the shirt moved across my nipples, it sent these really wild sensations down my body! I was starting to get an erection from them! I did the best I could and went to pick up my tennis shoes, only to have my pant cuffs drag the ground under my feet! What the ….?!

I couldn’t figure what was going on, if it was my body or the clothes I had on! I quickly slipped my shoes on, without having to untie them, and fell into the recliner, switching on the TV as I did. The little fridge I keep next to my chair had a couple of beers left inside, so I wasn’t going anywhere for a while. I was just going to watch a little TV and try to forget the craziness going on around me. I’m sure everything was going to be normal in a little while.

I watched and drank, trying to put what was happening to me out of my mind. Occasionally, I would glance down and notice how my nipples were still big and erect, poking my shirt out obscenely. Sometimes I would shift a little in my chair because I wasn’t comfortable. Every time I got comfortable, a peculiar sensation would float up from my ass or hips and I’d have to shift!

I wasn’t thinking right, being really distracted, when my eye caught a commercial of a really beautiful babe modeling lacey underwear! Suddenly I bolted upright, more so than normal, and paid particular attention. The shiny satin and gentle lace trim of the full cups had my mind trapped tighter than these pants! I couldn’t take my eyes off the way her satin panties clung so erotically to her fully rounded ass cheeks! I watched, my eyes unblinking until it finally ended, and was caught with such a desire to wear these things I had just seen that I jumped out of my chair, grabbed my keys and was driving to the closest department store I knew of! Sears!

In the back of my mind I knew what I was doing didn’t make sense. I knew that having a desire to go purchase woman’s lingerie wasn’t normal. Especially when one didn’t have a girlfriend! Nevertheless, I found myself in ladies lingerie picking out several satin underwires and panties! I wasn’t focussed enough to tell what sizes I was buying. As far as I could tell, I was picking things up at random!

I paid for the items and fled, all the while asking myself what the hell I was doing! The Sales girl had been smiling the whole time I was there, like she knew exactly what was going on! I figured she was laughing at me! I think about half way home was when I thought she may have known what was going on with me. Or, more likely, this whole situation was making me crazy and paranoid! Either way, I was now home and had all the lingerie spread out onto my bed.

Hastily, I took off my shirt and picked up a white satin underwire and slipped the cool, smooth straps over my shoulders! Half of me was yelling to "stop!" while the other half was saying "Good idea! This way, your nipples won’t be noticeable, or bothered!"

I fastened the two eye-hooks behind me as if I’d been doing it all my life and adjusted the straps until the bra was comfortable. When I was finished I went to a mirror to see how I looked, only to gasp at my reflection.

I was wearing a BRA! What was going through my mind? The cups looked big and empty, hanging down flat against my chest! I looked totally ridiculous! I wanted to take it off, but for some reason couldn’t get my hands to do what I wanted! The only thing I was able to do instead of taking it off was to adjust it here and there! At the very least, it covered my huge and sensitive nipples.

I walked back to the bed, noting that I was starting to move funny and unsnapped my jeans, pulling them off. Man, they were starting to get really tight! Kicking off my boxers, I picked up a pair of white satin panties and pulled them on. I didn’t know what I was doing, only that I was mesmerized by the 2" band of lace at the top! They slipped over my thighs and settled comfortably over my hips, encasing the cheeks of my ass enticingly. Visions of the commercial popped into my head as I imagined my ass looking like hers. Huh?!

I tried shaking my head to clear it, only to have my hair whip across my face. I dragged my fingers through my long blonde locks to restore some semblance of control and thought about a permanent. A PERMANENT? I would look totally stupid if I did that!

Of course if it was done right, then I’d look a lot more like Marilyn Monroe. Did I want to look like Marilyn Monroe? She was a girl?

I picked up my jeans and slipped them on, only to have them get stuck halfway. No matter what I did I couldn’t get them to go over my plump thighs! I struggled and jumped, feeling my ass bounce and jiggle every time, until I was exhausted.

"These weren’t going on anymore," I thought as I discarded them in the corner. But I needed something to wear! I looked through my drawers, trying to find something I could slip over my thighs and hips. Finally, I came across an old pair of jean cutoffs that had to have been years old. They were so old I couldn’t remember ever wearing them. I slipped them up my smooth and hairless legs, when had they gotten that way? When I got to my hips I really had to pull on the waist to get them to go any further. Finally though, they almost snapped into place, knocking me down to the floor as my fingers lost their grip.

I felt a popping as the seam of the shorts dug into my crotch painfully for a second, then disappearing to become a somewhat pleasant tightness.

I looked at my body as I sat there on the floor, again pulling the long blond curls from my face, and realized that whatever was happening was happening for a reason. I felt how large and soft my ass was, and realized as I looked at my hips that they seemed really wide to me. My legs were not only hairless as I had noticed, but seemed to be sculpted a little differently than before. I had had muscular legs with a moderate covering of hair, but now, well, these looked like the legs of a woman!

In fact, I was starting to look like a woman I realized! I looked at the satin cups of my bra and could see my big nipples underneath. I reached up and gently rubbed my left nipple, marveling at how sensitive it was! I lightly pinched it and gasped at the pleasure that electrified my body! Instantly, both my nipples became bigger and harder, making definite bumps in the empty cups of the bra! I was fascinated and appalled by the combination of both the size and sensitivity of them! What was I going to do?

I got up and immediately felt something different about me. The seam of these shorts had been digging into my crotch the minute I put them on, but now they were feeling really good. They still fit extremely tight, but they didn’t pinch me in my balls anymore.

I took a few steps to the bed and noticed a strange yet pleasurable movement to my hips and ass. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know so just picked up my button shirt and slipped it on over the bra. Quickly, I buttoned it and tucked the bottom into the loose waist of my shorts. I slipped my feet into my sneakers and walked into the living room.

There was only my bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and living room. A small apartment to be sure, but at only $350 a month, a good deal. Especially in this area.

I plopped down into my chair and cursed as I sat on a pillow or something. I got up, but there was nothing there! I slid my hands over my butt, hoping it hadn’t been my ass I had felt to be so big, then jerked them away when my fingers had revealed a large, soft area! I twisted around best I could to get a look at the size of my ass, not something I was used to doing, and discovered that it had indeed grown a substantial amount, just as my hips and nipples had!

Why was I seemingly transforming into a woman? Or was this something else? I believe in a whole lot of different things from curses, to magic potions, to …. well …. you name it I guess! I was starting to believe somebody had it in for me, and was trying to teach me a lesson!

I realized just then something else and hesitantly slid one hand to the front of my shorts. I expected to run my fingers across what was suppose to be a manly bulge any second but that didn’t happen. My finger slid into a smooth and flat area that immediately told me I now had a pussy! I shrieked, frantically searching my crotch for my willy but …. nothing! I had a pussy!

Funny that. Inside I was screaming, or at least wanting to scream bloody murder, but for some reason I didn’t. I sort of accepted the loss of my manhood as expected.

I sat down again, expecting the larger cushion that was my ass, and started watching TV again. Did I want to do this? Didn’t watching TV lead me out to buy ladies lingerie the last time? Wasn’t that what lead me to have a pussy?

I sat for a moment to ponder that when a Revlon commercial came on. Immediately my eyes were glued to it, watching the moist lipsticks spreading across plump, pouty lips! I was again transfixed as gorgeous models spread blushes across high cheeks and mascara across long, thick eye lashes! Powders, lip liners, eye shadows, etc., suddenly pounded themselves into my conscious mind forcing me to get up and grab my keys again! "Oh, NO!" I silently screamed!

In under two hours, I was back home with a big bag of make-up, aching to start painting myself up prettily! I stood in the bathroom in front of the mirror, applying foundation to critical areas of my face, lip liner to my plump, pouty lips and eye liner to encircle my big, blue eyes.

I hesitated right then as I didn’t remember having plump, pouty lips, or big, blue eyes! I looked at myself in the mirror even as my slim hands continued their feminization of my face! My lips actually ‘were’ plump and pouty! Unbelievably so! I haven’t seen lips like those except in ….! My big, blue eyes went wide with the realization that whatever was happening, there began to be a sense of direction! I didn’t really have a clue as to what was happening, or for what reason, but I began to see a pattern to my changing! And if I can see a pattern, then maybe I can effect that pattern!

Suddenly, I was struck with an inspiration! Perhaps I had been responsible for these past transformations due to my own negligence and desires! What if, I was thinking rapidly now as my dainty, long nailed hand applied a coat of luscious red lipstick to my plump and pouty lips, I could elicit a certain transformation simply by engaging in a different type of interest?

I was struck by the sexual beauty of my face! The full lips over the small chin, the large, beautiful eyes surrounded by long, ultra thick lashes, the small, slightly upturned nose between the high, full cheeks. My hair was a mass of big blonde curls that barely reached to my shoulders! A part of me liked it, a sexy look that went well with the beautiful face, but another part was saying, and this would be my male logical mind I guess, that it sort of looked like Marilyn Monroe’s hair! I knew what Marilyn’s looked like and guessed that mine was a little longer.

My hair looked a little differently now than it did a moment ago, or maybe I was imagining it. The more I looked at it, the more it began to look exactly like Marilyn’s did! Before I knew it, I had a head full of big blonde curls that bounced just like Marilyn Monroes!

A small part of me, the part that wasn’t groaning that I looked so sexy, was thinking that I had done just what I had been thinking! I had made a certain transformation happen simply by altering what I was thinking! Obviously, I had a good memory of what Marilyn’s hair looked like, and that prompted my hair to change, becoming the exact copy of what I had been thinking! If I could do something like that, then maybe I could make a change towards my normal looks. That of a man again.

My make-up was finished, leaving me looking like a very beautiful and alluring woman! I looked so good in fact, I was a little afraid of going anywhere! I knew most people wouldn’t have even entertained the thought of going out, but for some reason I was beginning to have a vision in my head.

For all intents and purposes, I was now a woman! I knew when I walked, I walked like a woman, with the sexy swinging hips and the bouncing shifting buttocks. The shorts left most of my legs bare, and they were some of the most sexy and smooth legs I had ever seen! My waist was tiny, taunt and supple and my feet small and dainty, like my hands.

I looked at my feet and hands, not knowing when they had changed their shape or size, and noticed how they connected with the other changes about me. I had no idea what size my feet were, only that my size 10 tennis shoes were huge now.

That vision in my mind was telling me something, explaining something to me. There was something familiar about it but I couldn’t place it. It was, however, building a desire within me to go out! I didn’t want to go out, especially looking like a very sexy, beautiful woman! Especially one with an over exaggerated set of hips, and a huge jutting ass! The only saving grace was the fact I didn’t have any tits, I thought as I looked at my flat chest. I could see my huge nipples sticking out, even beneath the bra cups and the shirt!

Instantly, I wondered why I was wearing the bra if I didn’t have any tits! I quickly moved into the bedroom and picked up another of the bras still lying on my bed! I looked at the tag, curious of the size.

"36 B." I spoke aloud. That was the first time I heard my new voice and winced as the overly soft and breathy tones tickled my ears and libido! OH, shit, I was in trouble if I sounded like that! I remembered how Marilyn talked when she wanted to sound like the ultimate sexy bimbo, and I sounded even worse!

Maybe I was just hearing it for the first time. "Hello! This is my voice and I sound like this when I ….! I couldn’t finish! Just the sound was getting me hot and horny! It was far too soft and breathy!

I started breathing sexily, almost panting after hearing that. I was turning myself on and there wasn’t anything I could do about it. I sexily moved into the kitchen, feeling my hips flow back and forth, and tried to decide what I had to do. Maybe if went to sleep, every-thing would be back to normal? Somehow I doubted that.

I thought about changing my situation. I reasoned that if someone had placed a curse on me, changing me into a sexy woman, it seemed they needed certain things about or around me in order for it to work. Certain key items or situations to trigger another transformation. Boy, that would be cool if it were true. At the very least if would allow me a certain degree of control, or the ability to ‘throw the monkey wrench’ into their plans! The truth was, I didn’t know what the truth was! I didn’t even know if there was a curse!

I kept pacing back and forth in my bedroom. In the back of my mind I could feel how my body was now moving, with that exaggerated bump and grind kind of walk. I was so preoccupied, I at first didn’t notice the slight bounce that began in my chest. When I did notice, I looked down and saw how my blouse was beginning to push outwards by two unmistakable bulges! I was growing tits!

I stopped and stared as they swelled upon my chest, slowly filling up the cups of the satin bra I had on underneath. I could feel the huge nipples as the growing mounds grew out, sliding them across the smooth satin and making me suddenly gasp with unexpected pleasure!

Instantly, I had an idea. The bra! Obviously, something forced me to go out and buy them, all of them, in the same size! What would happen if I took this one off? Would the curse end? Could I even take the damn thing off?

I didn’t really know what would happen, however, I did know if I didn’t do something I was going to have a moderate sized set of tits capped by huge nipples! Hastily, I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it off, ignoring the searing jolts of pleasure as my arms brushed against my blossoming tits. I cringed as the bra was almost filled! As quickly as I could, I reached behind me and expertly unhooked the two eye-clasps holding the satin torture device to me and flung it away!

Panting sexily, I felt relief that I found a way to possibly change things, but at the same time I felt naked and vulnerable. I picked up my shirt and buttoned it back on, leaving the top two buttons undone.

I finished and waited as my breasts continued there erotic swelling, slowly taking up the slack of the shirt as they pressed out more and more. I started to worry I did the wrong thing as the shirt filled and I saw the middle button begin to gap a little. I estimated I had already past the B cup range and was well on my way to a C cup. My nipples were erect and poked the front of my shirt out obscenely! At least on me they did.

I walked out to the living room and picked up my keys and headed out the door, bare foot! Where was I going?! I seemed to have full control over my body and senses, yet could not stop myself as I got in my car and started driving!

I looked down at my still growing chest and instantly knew I had erred badly. My boobs were now the size of melons and had the shirt filled tightly! The two buttons holding the most strain were gapping badly, showing the smooth globes beneath. I figured they were going to pop off any second now.

I pulled into the Sears again and quickly headed to lingerie. I guess I now know what I was going to do now! My breasts bounced and jiggled a lot, especially the way I walked! Every guy I passed stopped and looked at me! I heard comments that I never in the world dreamed would be directed at me, as well as a dozen or so wolf whistles! My face was a deep shade of red as I finally walked into the bra section.

I went right up to a stand of satin underwires made for the fuller figured woman and, without even pausing, snatched five bras right off the hangers. How is it I know what I need?

I paid for the garments and, bag in hand, started walking sexily out. I didn’t get very far as I spied the shoe department. Oh, no! My walk changed direction as I erotically sashayed my ass there and purchased a pair of high heels!

I couldn’t help but smile prettily as the Salesman helped me out, measuring my feet for me. He was looking at my tits the whole time, too! I glanced down only to see my nipples rock hard and poking out a full inch! Sheesh! No wonder! His eyes were practically undressing me right there!

I got up in the blue 4" heels and walked around in them like I’d been doing it all my life. I experimentally and slowly walked back and forth, testing the heels, and attracting a growing number of spectators. I think every guy in the store was standing around close by looking at my huge jutting ass, or my wide swinging hips! Or the fact I now had a 36 EE pair of breasts that were still unfettered, bouncing and jiggling like mad, threatening to bust out of my shirt any second now! It didn’t help my nipples were so erect, either. When I would look and meet a pair of lusting eyes, it seemed I smiled, tossing my blonde curls flirtatiously. I was doing that a lot, too.

I guess I had decided to buy them because I gave the guy the last of my money I had. I headed over to the next department, dresses, and dipped into the fitting room. Thank you whoever was responsible for this respite! Inside, I found myself taking off my shirt to reveal in the mirror the most spectacular set of tits I’d ever seen! They were huge and perfectly shaped with the nipples pointing slightly up and away! I got out the white satin underwire and slipped it on, hooking the eyelets together in front and sliding it around. I fitted it perfectly to my breasts, I’ll never know how I guess, and put my shirt back on.

I looked in the mirror and almost fainted! There stood the most fantastic woman I have ever seen dressed in tight cut off jeans and a simple blue button shirt with the top two buttons undone! My eyes almost bugged out of my head, and I saw I had a stupid grin on my face, but I couldn’t help it! This was a woman I would have done anything for! She had a full head of blonde curls that just bounced above her shoulders in a really sexy way! I couldn’t help myself as I felt my eyes dragged down to her large, jutting breasts!

Suddenly, everything fell into place in my mind. The woman I had delivered the pizza to the other day! She did this to me! I was essentially her twin in the mirror! Although the breasts I had were larger than hers, and the way the bra lifted them up and pushed them together made quite a bit more of cleavage, and also, now that I think of it, my hips were wider than hers had been. I turned a bit to look at my ass and was convinced that it was easily fuller and rounder than hers had been! As much as I had carried on about how gorgeous she had been, I wound up looking far better then her, in a cartoonish sort of way.

I walked out of the fitting rooms, at least happy my breasts didn’t jiggle wildly about as before, at least as much, and headed for my car. I think every guy in the store had been waiting for me at the dressing rooms and followed me to my car!

"Hey baby! How ‘bout a date?" I turned and looked at the college guy who brazenly asked that. "Nice tits!" Another said. "Look at that ass!" "Oh Mama, what a fine piece she is!" "I know what I’d do with a woman like that!" "I could bang that all night!" "With tits like those she could feed an entire family!" I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! Comment after comment burned my ears, making me blush profusely! I couldn’t get out of there fast enough! I couldn’t help it though as I felt a certain craving to show off what I had. A weird exhibitionistic desire was sweeping through me, wanting me to really show these horny guys what they weren’t getting.

Safely in my car, I smiled provocatively at them and slowly looked down at the cavernous cleavage I had. I could hear the wolf whistles through the windows and almost a collective gasp as I unbuttoned another button, revealing more soft breast flesh. I smiled at the guys trying to steam my windows and slowly drove off, laughing at the couple who tried to follow on foot.

I drove on, not realizing where I was going until I pulled into the driveway of a nice house sitting in a pleasant and quiet neighborhood. I got out and did my sexy walk to the front door, my hands slightly raised so I wouldn’t bump my hips as they swung back and forth. My long nailed finger rang the doorbell while I wondered if the pink nail polish I was wearing was going to be the last transformation I would suffer. The door opened to reveal the incredibly beautiful woman I’d seen the other day, only this time she was the one who seemed to be ogling me! I smiled hesitantly, finally understanding she was the one responsible for my changing into a sexy woman, while not knowing what was going to happen next. She finished inspecting me, almost like a piece of art she’d just finished sculpting, and leaned against the door, her arms folded underneath her D cups.

I couldn’t help but notice the way they bulged higher, straining the uppermost button still fastened. My trained eyes could detect that sexy flower pattern on the bra she had on underneath as well as the faint bumps of her nipples. I just knew she had large, succulent nipples! She smiled as I realized she’d caught me again.

"I guess you know I did this to you." She stated simply, still smiling. "I had wanted to teach you a lesson, of how a woman feels when men stare at them with lust, but I see I am wasting my time."

"Oh, I know what it feels like alright!" I sputtered aloud. "I was just the center of attention at the mall not too long ago." I shook my head and put a hand to my temple feigning a headache. "I didn’t know if I was going to get out of there intact."

"Can the act." She sniped. "You haven’t learned anything. Once you got in your car, you actually started to tease them by showing your breasts!" How did she know that?

"And the second you saw me again, you checked out my tits! Obviously, if I’m to teach you anything, you must have a stronger lesson." I didn’t like the sound of that! How in the world was she doing this, anyway?

"That’s an easy one." Huh? Was she reading my mind or something? "I have a certain power that enables me to do whatever I want. It’s just a good thing I’m not in the habit of abusing it. Now, for your lesson."

"Look." I needed to get away from this chick Try and figure out what was going on if possible. "I’m really sorry I pissed you off. Why don’t we call it even and I won’t bother you again?" I was crossing my mental fingers because my real fingers slid themselves up my shirt to the undersides of my huge breasts! I didn’t know why I was doing that!

"Since you didn’t get the simpler lesson, here’s a hard on for you." She smiled even further as I felt my hands cup my huge breasts, squeezing them obscenely. It was starting to have a huge effect on me, making thinking difficult as my nipples became hard! I was wondering what I should say as intense pleasurable sensations bombarded my body. I was only dimly aware of her holding that same smallish stone as before.

"I believe you’re going to have to come to some understanding of the female brain before I revert you back to being a womanizing pig. In order for me to do that, you’re going to have to go through a few experiences. At the end of it all, I feel certain you’ll be a more rounded individual, able to understand even the basic concepts of respect for the female species." I could only look at her as she gestured at my clothing. "You need different clothes in order to attract the right amount of interest. I wasn’t sure what she was thinking but new clothes sounded good to me. Something that fit, maybe covered a bit more?

I looked down as I felt something slithering up my legs, but as I saw only a pair of big tits in my way, I had to twist my body slightly to see. What I saw was slinky sheer nylons moving up my slender limbs! I felt them snugly grasp my upper thighs and, I don’t know how I knew, but I felt that they ended in a 2" band of stretchy lace. My heels became a shiny black then actually raised themselves another inch, causing me to stick out my big round ass a little bit more and further thrust out my huge tits, as if they weren’t over-shadowing my lower body enough! My denim shorts warped into a super soft black leather skirt that perfectly hugged my overly generous curves! I gasped with shock as the bra became a sheer, black satin that further emphasized my tits by lifting and separating those two huge orbs, and allowing my huge nipples no resistance whatsoever! Then my faded, blue button shirt transformed into a semi-transparent, low cut, satin blouse that suddenly molded itself to my upper body! Sandy still smiled as I felt long, dangling earrings attach themselves to my lobes, a bracelet popping into existence around my left wrist, several beautiful but overtly feminine rings appearing on my fingers and an ankle bracelet surrounding my lower right leg! I was totally blown away by the sensations of wearing super sexy clothes designed to attract, and was about to complain when a strap appeared over my shoulder attached to a purse!

I looked down at the sexy package I’d become, decked out to not only attract that ‘special guy’, but every other guy around for miles.

"I’ll change you back when you’ve learned your lesson, however, you won’t see me again." And before I could say another word, the door slammed in my face.

I was left speechless! I turned and left, dumbfounded that I felt comfortable in the 5" heels, noting that I walked with a great deal of eroticism and really began to wonder if my life was over. I couldn’t still be a woman!

My surprises weren’t over as I finally realized that she’d changed my car from the beat up ’88 toyota celica into the highly eye-catching red Lamborgini Diablo. My eyes popped open almost as much as my mouth! Holy Shit! If I had looked at the personalized plates reading ‘NYMPH’ before getting in, I might not have been as excited at the switch.

I took off down the road like a bat out of hell, wondering what I was going to do now. I would have to take stock of my situation, find out what I still had left of myself, and go from there. First place was home!

I got to my apartment nervous as hell. Every time I stopped at a light, the car next to me would have at least two guys in it yelling come-on lines and rude, disgusting comments at me! In the 20 minutes it took me to get home, I had gotten three proposals of marriage!

I threw my purse onto the couch, disgusted that I was already referring to everything on me as my own things, and was about to get a beer out of my little fridge when someone at the door started knocking. I cursed under my breath and, without thinking, opened it up.

"Hey, huh? Hi …. !" My best bud Joel started as the door opened. He suddenly stopped right in his tracks as he caught sight of the sex bomb in front of him. I too abruptly stopped what I was going to do as I caught sight of him! For some reason, I was beginning to get highly aroused, but was determined to fight it all the way. "Who are you?" He asked as his eyes traveled up and down my body, stopping three times at my tits. I glanced down only to clearly see the black bra beneath and my huge nipples just starting to make themselves known.

"My name’s Daphne." I told him in a low, breathy tone of voice. I pushed the door shut behind him as he had staggered inside from his habitual entering. I slowly approached him, calmly looking up into his eyes, as we were no longer the same height, and sensuously snaked my arms around his neck, pulling his head down for my first kiss as a woman! I felt totally in control of my body, only my cravings which were as strong as ever, were actually reversed! I found Joel to be extremely sexy while at the same time I knew I was the one in control! A fact that further aroused me.

I snaked my tongue into his mouth while my hands firmly grasped him to me, crushing my tits against his chest. I felt his cock hardening against my stomach which caused me to moan into his mouth as I began to writhe against it. Did I want to do this, I asked myself as I felt his hands tremblingly catch my waist and pull me into him? One hand, large and firm, snaked behind me to squeeze my generous ass cheeks while the other wanted my left tit to fondle!

Just as he touched my nipple, I broke away and strutted around the couch, all the while looking into his eyes with a terrible need. I couldn’t believe I felt this way, but I needed to be fucked by this guy!

"Do you want me?" I asked in my most sexy voice. All he could do was nod as he approached me from the other side, his huge bulge making me quake with desire. I casually leaned over the back of the couch, my breasts hanging below me, guiding me, and arched my back a little. I spread my locked legs until the skirt rode up to expose my panties and waved my ass back and forth, indicating I wanted to be entered from behind. I knew the picture I was presenting was total abandonment.

I heard his pants fall and felt my skirt pushed above me, exposing my huge, gorgeously rounded ass to him. His fingers slid under my panties and pulled them to one side. I panted and looked over my shoulder, inviting him to fuck me with the most wanton smile I had. As soon as I felt the tip of his huge cock touch my wet pussy, I thrust back hard, impaling myself on him, and shrieked with the sudden ecstasy that overcame my whole body! This is what I was going to be doing!

Joel slammed into me hard, then continued with a rhythm that would soon send me to orgasm after orgasm if it weren’t for the fact that the real me, the untouched me, suddenly bubbled up to the surface! I grasped the couch with outstretched hands trying to settle myself as he kept ramming his big cock deep into me, causing my hanging breasts to bounce and jiggle wildly! I tried to stop his assault by stiffening my arms and back, but that only made things far more pleasurable to my female body. I was losing to the sensation of being fucked and loving it, and desperately tried telling him to stop, but the only thing that came out of my mouth was an incoherent squeal followed by moans and gasps! My legs were locked straight and spread far open, allowing Joel to have total access to my lower body. I should have expected his hands to start ravaging my upper body then, too, except I wasn’t thinking straight. His hands slid around my small waist and cupped my huge breasts, momentarily ceasing their mountainous wobbling, and causing me to gasp and moan even louder! My nipples were huge, pointing nubs of pain and pleasure that I knew I was already becoming addicted to! I was beginning to worry that I wasn’t going to be straight after this! It felt that great!

Afterward, after Joel had had his way with me another two times, one in my own bed, I lay in my recliner, nursing my sore body and a beer. I felt cum slowly leaking out of me and tried not to think too much of anything. What in the world was I going to do? I was naked except for the electric blue, satin robe that almost covered my crotch, and mind-lessly watched some midnight movie about some chick looking for a lost love in New York. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen to me, and didn’t know how I was going to make any money. I sure wasn’t going to deliver in a Lamborgini! I wouldn’t make a penny in tits, I mean tips. All my clothes had been transformed for me into really sexy outfits, in addition to the few pair of shoes I had multiplying into many different styles and colors of 5" and 6" heels. I even found a pair of pink, thigh high boots with 7" heels and 2" soles! In the bathroom was a full tackle box of make-up, and I had no doubt I would have no problem applying it. The living room had mysteriously undergone a change of décor while I had been losing my virginity, now exemplifying a loose and carefree lifestyle full of sex. Evidently, I still didn’t know how to cook, as the kitchen was still the same poorly stocked and unused area of the place, used mainly to chill greater quantities of alcoholic beverages. Idly, I wondered what my dimensions now were. I had noticed that I had been shorter than Joel, remembering that I had to look up to him even though I had 5" heels on. I was going to look around but snickered as I knew I wouldn’t have a tape measure on hand. I would have to have myself measured when I went in to buy some more bras, I told myself as a commercial for Bali bras came on. The only thing I did know was I wore a 36 EE in bras, a size 8 in panties, and I needed a size 6 in high heels. I roughly judged myself to be 5’5", so probably weighed around 135 or so. Who knows! Actually, I did know who knew. Sandy knew.

Funny, when I thought about Sandy now, I didn’t get all worked up over her body like I did before. I tried to imagine her naked and next to me, but couldn’t feel the slightest bit of interest.

Sighing, I could only shrug as I knew what that meant for me and my remaining friends. I was going to become very popular, very soon. Of course, that would destroy any chance of having a meaningful relationship.

What was that thought I just had? A meaningful relationship? Suddenly, the thought of staying with one guy, the right guy, sounded really wonderful. I was worried that having a reputation was going to make that impossible though.

Well, the way I look now, I’ll be able to attract Mr. Wonderful in no time.

I snuggled into my recliner, trying not to imagine that it was so much bigger than it had been before, and began to lose myself in the corny movie. I began to hope that the chick would find her lost lover. It would be cool to see them reunited!

 

The End.

 

 

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