As Sharon, in her nymphomania-driven lust, rode Jim's cock for all it was worth, neither of them noticed that they happened to be having sex against the machine's controls. Nor did they pay attention as the settings were adjusted, or that they had inadvertently activated it.
But with no one inside, the transformative energy leaked out of the machine, and it found purchase in the first subject that it came across. And that was Sharon. All four extremely curvaceous feet of her.
"So big. Jim, you are so fucking big!" Sharon moaned and gasped, lost in a sexual haze. "Love Your Big Cock!" She bounced hard against the shaft impaling her, reveling in how small it made her feel as her big, round tits bounced with hypnotic rhythm.
Sharon gasped, and her hair grew long and wavy, down to her ass before pulling into a pair of pigtails tied high on her head. Her hair dyed itself a deep, glossy black as the long tails slapped and bounced against her bare flesh.
"Yes! Yes! Big cock, big cock! Little woman, big cock!" Sharon's words degraded to near gibberish. Her glazed over eyes stared into nothing as pleasure overwhelming her senses distracted her from the new pink platform heels on her feet and the black thigh-high stockings on her smooth legs. A black microskirt appeared around her bare hips, hiding nothing of her deeds as she bounced and fucked away like the shameless nympho she was.
A moment later, Sharon's big, bouncy tits constrained under a tight-fitting pink tanktop. Printed on the front, in well-stretched lettering, was the phrase "Little Sluts Love Big Packages!"
And like a slut, Sharon moaned, almost screaming as she came. Her lips filled out and grew whorish, forming a cocksucker "O" shape at the height of her climax. Black lipstick gave the expression an even darker, sluttier hook as pink eyeshadow caked thick and heavy on her lids with a too-heavy coat of mascara to match it.
Sharon wanted to keep going. She was such a hot, horny, wet little nympho slut that she had no off switch. But she wasn't a charity, either. Glancing at the clock, she pulled off of Jim as she came down from her high and slipped her panties back on. Pink, with black frills and lace.
"Huh...what?" Jim looked up at Sharon, stunned that the cock-hungry minx had pulled off of him so readily.
"Time's up, stud!" Sharon hefted her tits to show herself off as the energy kept flowing in, adjusting her thought and speech patterns. "Ya ain't gonna find a hotter piece of shortstack ass, sugah. Ya want me ta keep callin' ya daddy? Better pay up!" She turned around and gave her thick, round ass a slap. "Ain't that a hot fuckin' peach? Come on, gimme some more cash an' I'll ride yer cock rocket ta the moon!"
Tue Sep 03 00:14:27 2019