“Of course!”
Marcella swatted the front cover of the comic book in her hands and groaned as she hadn’t seen such an obvious fact. This issue wasn’t the first copy she had gotten from her closet either, her entire giant blue bin stacked full to the lid was now spilled to the floor, adding a bit more mess to the dirty room of empty pizza boxes, dirty laundry and underwear on the lampshade. Marcella had spent the last hour sorting through origin story after origin story in nothing but a tight red top and tiny purple panties.
“It’s all about the villains!” She had her glorious big rump wiggling the entire time, laying down on our mountainous breasts as pillows as she flipped the pages. “Why didn’t I see this before? The sexy and cool villain always unites the heroes for a greater cause.” She had to admit that she had a thing for bad boys, the brutes who took what they wanted, who wore the hottest black outfits, those who were magnificent bastards.
While she did admit to being slow sometimes, she did quickly note she probably would have figured this basic fact out earlier if she hadn’t been sticking her fingers into her wet snatch the entire time. For some reason, when the villain got the upper hand, she got a tingle and started fingering herself silly as she slobbered over these hotties in tights, usually getting their ass kicked by a superior mind and body. Honestly, she would stop reading and move to the next one once the heroes turned the tide because she was currently in the mood for the other team. Though by the number of fanfics on her computer, it seemed she was in this mood a lot.
How could she be blamed for concentrating only on pussy though? Since getting these powers, she had been aroused 24/7, wet lower lips practically a constant, soaking her underwear usually only seconds after putting them on. Sure, she had a boyfriend, but Allan was only one mere man and one which had limited time, and libido, with her. So, she’d wake up and masturbate, check her social media, then masturbate in the shower, then eat breakfast and then get one last masturbation session before school. It was like this all day, but she had to admit it was getting harder to cum without getting a little creative.
Sitting up from her bed, she smiled as she approached the mirror, still pretty satisfied at the presentation she had given today, seeing it through a rose-coloured lens. Sure, Brian was dragged away by his skinny-ass girlfriend, Rich couldn’t stop checking out her ass as usual, and little miss Nancy of course had to critique, but it was hardly a loss. She had surprised her friends pretty profoundly with that gun-trick she had pulled, but like any great storyteller, she had left the best detail for a final twist.
Honestly, it was frigging awesome that she was super strong and invulnerable now, and although she still couldn’t fly in the clouds like other heroes, she supposed finding out her skin was morphable was pretty nice as well. She could stretch her limbs into next week, inflate parts of her body on a whim, but most impressively was the ease she could change her entire look, clothing included.
There was no doubt that Marcella already absolutely adored the way she looked. From her wavy Caribbean hair to caramel skin, from her wonderful thick hips and behind to her tremendously round, full and, who could forget, big breasts which were quite dominant on her torso, she felt she had won the genetic lottery. Even now, she was fascinated by her tits, rolling them around in her hands, and letting them bounce with a drop. She loved sucking on them during sex or to just drop them over a guy’s cock to engulf their erection. That wasn’t to take away how her ass quaked during sex as well, that feature alone enough to draw all the looks in a room, wearing short-shorts to wedge between like a thong, driving the boys crazy. Perhaps it was bad to admit, but she loved to tease.
In fact, the feature she loved most was the fact that she could never find her body type in comics, those books preferring to show skinny blondes with perky boobs and butts rather than Marcella’s glorious bombastic features advertised at all angles. If she was in comics, she would sell a million issues and be the biggest bachelorette in their universe. She’d cause entire civil wars over who would get to be in her arms and she would still probably switch everyday who she was with. These simple thoughts from a mega-fan were what motivated her to make these worlds of heroes of reality and she didn’t want to wait any longer.
That being said, she couldn’t deny how hot it was to change her look, and in fact, she had started using it to her erotic advantage to please herself further. At first it had started small, changing into celebrities and her favourite fictional characters and masturbating in the mirror. Then it got a bit naughtier when she would change into her friends or neighbours and make them say what she wanted. However now, she wanted an audience.
Slipping down at her computer, she smiled as she logged into her preferred web-cam site and put in her log-in information. A rather new habit she had developed recently was having people watch as she pleasured herself, but since it was Marcella doing the masturbating, she ensured it was the best show on the planet.
First of all, to ensure that no one knew it was actually her, she changed her appearance to the most unassuming thing she could think up. Her thick form became slim and almost under-fed looking. Her skin, glowing so gorgeously, became pale and unremarkable. Her flowing hair became a short blonde bob barely past her ears. In fact, the only thing which remained constant was her shortish-height, but that was only because it fit the character she had constructed for her ‘cam-model’ self. While she hated the idea of having to be a boring white girl, she thought it did give the viewers a narrative they could enjoy. A young hottie with a rocking bod didn’t need to be a shapeshifter after all, so this power was more deserving of a unremarkable and shy little girl wanting to show herself to the world. Her viewers were now part of her journey of ‘self-discovery’, and since she was a shapeshifter, she wouldn’t stay boring for long.
Squinting at her dark eyebrows in the camera’s image, Marcella kept putting freckles on and off her face, wondering if ‘Julie’ had them or not. “She does now..” She mumbled with a smile, as she adjusted her loose red top to show off more chest. As she turned on the feed, she wondered if she should switch to a more form fitting top before shaking her head. It wouldn’t stay loose for long.
Almost instantly, around 2.500 people joined in watching. To say she had gained a popularity in the last few days was an understatement. She waved her little shy-gal wave and smiled. “Hey guys! I’ll wait a bit before jumping right in, but is there any changes you want to see right away?” Her accent was gone and replaced with what Marcella supposed was white-sounding, Minnesota.
AFRIKAKORP: Let’s see those TITS bitch!
SnakerindaCooter: Bigger boobies, pls
DiggerBick: Hey princess! Hope yr well! How about them boobs growing?
faxxxaphone: Need dem titties biggah!
“Mmmhmm..” She scrolled down more on the side of the comments, seeing a range of requests from polite to downright lewd to grow her breasts. Always the same with these guys, always with the curves, but she could toy with them as the rest of her fans trickled in.
“Breasts, huh?” She gripped her tiny pale and perky pair beneath her loose red-shirt, smirking. “Do you mean like… no breasts?” The screams of thousands of boys around the world coincided with her chest becoming as flat as the floor. She lifted her shirt momentarily, showing off her tiny little nubs for nipples the only thing of note on her plain torso. “Perfect, right?”
Giantdorkers: Wrong way, sweetheart!
hugebassspaker: how did she do that?
jackkerofalltrades: i dont cum here to watch boys…
“Boys huh?” She snickered as she pulled her chair back ever so much, showing off her unremarkable, slightly damp purple panties connecting her pale thighs. She took a deep breath and suddenly there was a slight lump beneath. She also altered her face slightly, giving her chin a little more of a point to it along with an adam’s apple. She would call this boy ‘June’ and June was toying with the idea of just having girl fans instead.
KantstopKumming: WHAT THE FUCK!!??
“You want to see this?” She plopped her panties ever so much lower, and popped out an erection around the size of her thumb, puny but downright adorable. “Is this boyish enough?” She hooked her thumb and finger around the warm foreskin around the tip and wiggled it around. Honestly, she was never impressed at the nerve endings at the end of an average penis, finding it just feeling ‘okay’ and not ‘fuck-me-good’. However, it was her cock, so she would double the nerves there to make it feel a bit better.
Actually, let’s go quadruple. She bit her lower lip and fapped faster.
Lalalabutt: im not gay but id tap that still.
popperpenis: this is so gay.
OMGapeeper: GAY!
Igloomounds: 02/10 needs bigger dick.
*PLOP*
She grew the cock from her lap out to her non-existent chest, her shaft looking like a third arm flopping up as her chat screamed, people even paying tribute to beg her to stop but she just laughed. Playing it up for the camera, she licked and made out with her own glossy cock head for a bit, head leaning forward, the giant thing easily reaching her throat, and she made it taste like a candy-apple. The urges for her to stop continued though, but she knew better. They’d whine and complain, but people kept coming in, leaving her time to pleasure this incredibly shaft and pinch her itty-bitty titties.
While she’d have a pussy over a dick any day, it was down right scrumptious to have the choice now. A dick did have its advantage too, every time she grew one, she felt her heart beat like a racehorse, and she just wanted to smash the world when she pounded her freshly grown meat. However, cocks still had nothing on the pleasure of a pussy.
Once she had teased them enough, she gave her dick a wap, making it bob like a punching bag. “Alright boys, you win. I don’t really want a dick.” It shrunk back into her body with a slurp, retracting like measuring tape as between her legs a hot, glistening pussy appeared in its wake. She had over fifty-thousand viewers now, so it was time to start the show!
Urethrasplunker: How the fuck does she do that?
Ynot?: Wait, where’d the dick go?
TitsSitsonTits: there is a lack of TITS on this model
With a shrug, she put her hands behind her head and like the firing of the cannons of a galleon, some big cannon balls fired out from her chest, filling her shirt to the max and even washing up that tit flesh onto her keyboard. Normally, she was a busty girl, but this new pair was something else, and without the ass to balance things out, she felt a little top-heavy as she leaned on her tits and gave a drunken smirk, tits tingling. She rubbed the surface and cooed, feeling each little tickling inch and impressed by their pale mass. Growing them out a smidgen more, she leaned back and lifted their hefty weight. There was an overexcited cheer on the chat but she wasn’t just going to do some vanilla stream today.
“Alright, you horny guys and gals.” She crossed her skinny arms over her humongous chest and smiled. “I’m feeling horny for superheroes today, so I want your suggestions on what I can do.” Her head tilted as unsurprisingly they had quite the choice of suggestions.
RockemRackem: Starfire!
TotallyEnormousExtinctTits: Tittygirl!
extratittybehindu: Supergirl Supergirl Supergirl Supergirl Supergirl Supergirl Supergirl Supergirl Supergirl Supergirl Superg
WankmeAmadeus: Powergirl
Dissonant: Powergirl with a giant dick!
QueererQueen: U guys r all DC fanboys.
Zuckerofdix: Marvel sux
XsuckXlickXfuck: She-hulk! Get dem muscles!
Cumacumacumachameleon: batman’s gay.
“She-hulk?” She hadn’t honestly thought of that before, but it instantly excited her. The sexual appeal, the growing, the muscles, her fingers were rattling her clit at just the thought. Ignoring the flame war of comic book movie fans were having while a literal shapeshifter was creating a masturbating spectacular, Marcella triggered her slow transformation.
Honestly, she thought momentarily of doing some research, knowing the character has some history but decided that she knew enough for the time being. Big, strong and green, those were the essential elements, right? “Alright fans… Are you ready for a mean, green, muscle machine?” She posed a double bicep pose with her toothpick for arms, giving a wink before she swelled out with a burst.
She started with the hair, bored of her uninspired bob, she surged impossibly thick locks from her head which stretched to the floor, dying them a greenish black as her mane thickened and thickened. Her hair actually started to pile upon the carpeting, coiling around so thick and would no doubt trail behind her like a snake if she stood up. It actually felt pretty heavy on her head until she decided to even that weight out into the rest of her body. She was already omega-level strong no matter her form, but she felt like actually having the body for it today, her girly form slowly rising into something greater as she flexed.
Starting with what she thought was a small start, she enjoyed watching the softness dissolve from throughout her body, replacing it with a firm, tight body. Slowly turning a hue of green, she flexed her arm by the camera and the fans at home freaked as she thickened it inch by inch without lifting a single weight. Her shoulders widened, her biceps curved higher, and a vein trickled up her forearm until it reached her thickening hand.
“Ooo…” She squirmed out from her lips, squishing her swollen nipple throbbing through her stretched shirt, already shaking in hyper-arousal. Feeling that the fabric was getting in the way, she ripped at her collar, the fabric tearing like tissue and allowing her greenish, sloshing rack room to breathe. Having a fitness model’s body with a flamboyant porn-star’s tits was an arousing combination, she loved how her tits squished together like fleshy balloons framed by the power of her pulsing biceps. But she definitely wanted to be bigger
Vajmahal: What kind of computer TRICK is this?
BestFuckFriends: Dominate me mistress
nudeandrude: Where’s the dick?
muscleaddict: show off those abs and legs, princess ;)
She lifted her body up slightly, cupping her tits with her veiny forearm as she showcased her rippling abs, each as large as her fist and surely capable of crushing a soda can on their lonesome. She moaned to the ceiling as her girthy thighs flexed out with incredible firmness, rippling like oak. Turning around, she demonstrated her green bubble buns flexing tighter, then relaxing only to make it bigger and rounder each time, soon her ass rubbing and typing on her keyboard. Effortlessly, those green ass cheeks started to bounce and shake against each other until they were making a thunderous clap which echoed like a jet-engine.
”Oh fuck..” She couldn’t help but mutter, feeling herself almost six-feet tall and her whole body vibrating like a single nerve working in unity. “I-I just want to be touched all over…” She couldn’t pick a place to stop and pinch, as every little inch was just so tingly. She’d spend half a second on her breasts, greedily expanding them even more before she’d flex her arms again, each bicep a mountain-range of power as she continued to grow. Her head had hit the ceiling, but she hardly noted it in her lust. She just wished she could choose where her hands should be.
Of course, for a super-babe like Marcella, she didn’t have to decide.
“FUCK!” She grunted out as two more arms sprouted out just below emerald armpits, her growth only accelerating faster now that she wasn’t restrained to a mere two hands. She had her upper hands milking her own teats, nipples thickening and lengthening under her palms as she yanked and wanked them. Her panties finally stopped flossing her ass as they snapped uselessly to the floor as her new lower arms familiarized themselves with her gushing cunt.
“More.” She drooled out, as her hair sparked to life, those heavy locks turning into countless tendrils which rubbed and massaged up her tingling skin. They fisted her ass, teased her lips, and even wrapped and squished her tits into bondage. It was even hard to see the remainder of the room as all was consumed by this ocean of hair, making it look like the set of a Japanese horror film.
“S-So powerful…” She gushed, muscles now reaching the size of boulders on both her arms and legs, height filling the room that she had to fall back on her ass, the whole house rumbling. Her skin was changing red now as her mind went back to villainy. How easy it would be to crush her entire neighbourhood with her size, crushing homes and people alike in a horny haze. She pulled her legs behind her head, turning and turned her lower hands into literal vibrating jackhammers onto her clit, her hair tendrils into tipped bulbs to properly fuck her hungry holes.
“YES YES YES!” Her now two heads screamed in unison, tonguing each other between their cries, lips expanded like two balloons rubbing each other, nerves exploding from every micro-inch as her mind rushed. She would crush the whole world in a stunning cape, pressing the president beneath her heeled boots as CEOs would lick her feet. She started to kick the ceiling with her big and long feet, rumbling the house as she reached higher levels of pleasure. She sprouted even more arms, and with the extra hands, started to rub new dicks which sprouted once more above her thick cunt, two throbbing dicks steel hard to the ceiling, jerking them until the shafts were a blur. It got difficult to see what was rubbing where but she didn’t care because it all felt so damned wondrous, her version of a better world flooding her head.
“FUCK FUCK FUCK!” She was cumming, but the climax was truly superhuman, whole body rumbling as she squirted from every damned pore fluids drenched in the stench of sex. The floor was soaked through as her body laid upon her lake of hair, a marathon pant from her lips as she felt her whole body buzz.
Simply to ensure that she didn’t break anything more, she ‘de-hulked’ so to speak, though the final form she produced was something entirely more monstrous. Petite pixie ‘Julie’ was back, and she crawled her body across her soaked carpet back to the computer, wondering if she went too far.
AFRIKAKORP: :O
SnakerindaCooter: :O
DiggerBick: :O
faxxxaphone: :O
Giantdorkers: :O
hugebassspaker: :O
jackkerofalltrades: :O
KantstopKumming: :O
This went on infinitely, but she was more interested in the amount of viewers and that donation box.
(v) 3 473 932 (d) $42 321.69
Her eyes went wide as a silly smile went over her face. She had totally found a new favourite hobby and a profitable one at that. She gave a final wave. “Uh, glad you guys liked that so much, see you in a few hours!” She kissed her two fingers and pressed it against her camera and shut it off.
She sighed and returned to her glorious normal form, albeit perhaps with even larger breasts, simply because bigger was starting to seem better. She put a toe in the soaked carpet and sponged up her juices instantly back into her body. Although she enjoyed making such a mess, it was still a completely controllable part of her body and like hell she was going to spend the rest of her day mopping up her own cum.
She stretched up, glorious brown breasts jiggling as she looked out the window. She almost had forgotten why she had came to her room until she saw the comic books. Smiling, she picked up a copy and looked out the window. Soon she would have her own superhero team to call her own, her friends fighting next to her as they save the world!
Her mind rushed to getting that perfect villain though. She couldn’t exactly spot any outside her window, and she was rather sure that it couldn’t find a database online. How could she find someone who fit her perfect description of a villain quick enough to convince her friends?
She turned around to the mirror, a black leather outfit slowly circling around her body and squeezing her in all the right places, boobs pressed up deliciously seductively. Maybe she didn’t have to look too far?
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