"Plan, what plan? Whose?"
Sharon bashfully averted her gazed and pressed her fingers together, acting like an adorable shy school girl. "Well, like, mine. See um yer Birthday was cummin' up and I was trying to find out a nice present to getcha. So I was naughty and did some snooping. I went down into your, like lab place..."
Jim groaned. "Sharon I -told- you not to go down there! Specifically for this reason!"
"I knooooow!" Sharon whined, sending her bust wobbling to and fro. "But I thought you might, like, have a journal or some notes or something that could point me at somethin' nice to get you. Or maybe like..." She paused, absent-mindedly running a hand over her taut, round belly. "Somethin' sexy I could do~"
She dabbed her finger on her inner thigh, wetting it with the juices that had long-since escaped her tiny, sodden thong, before bringing it to her mouth and sucking it clean like it was sweet, sweet nectar. After sighing in aroused bliss, she snapped back to attention. "Plus, I was like, super super curious! I know you had all sortsa weird sciency stuff, and like, kept all hush hush about it. I wanted to see!"
The sex-fiend that his girlfriend had become grabbed a hold of her gigantic knockers to settle them down, stroking them to calm herself down. "Mmmnnn, boobies..." She cooed. "But like, anyway, I was down in your lab and there was so many things! An' I found this like big rod-y thing with a ball on the end *giggle* and notes next to it what said 'Wet Dream Actualizer' an' I thought hey, this is great, I can make myself like a perfect wet dream for Jimmy! And it was version nine-eight or somethin', which was like a biggerer number than all those ones what went wrong!"
Version 0.9.8. And she was right, mostly. Technically his first bust-enhancement ray had actually been at version 1.2 when he unleashed it on the public and that had gone spectacularly wrong, but he was barely 16 at the time so didn't usually count it.
"So I looked in the notebook an' found summa the fetishes and kinks you'd put into it an' chose a few of them, not pregnancy though, and read how to add them and added one of my own on the computer. Then I got all naked and turned it on and then these tenta-, tendricl- wiggly rays of light came out and started goin' across my body an' I could feel them like reshapin' my flesh an' it felt so gooood. But I didn't get a big 'ol dick like I was 'sposed to!" she huffed, pouting.
"Well yeah," said Jim, "the machine is calibrated to my fetishes at the moment - to make living wet-dreams for me - and I'm not into dickgirls" (well not in this reality he wasn't, though in some of the others he'd glimpsed through one of his inventions... but this was hardly the time to bring all that up) "so even if you did enter the new one right, it would have been overwritten and something I actually am into, like the pregnancy, applied. You understand?"
"Sorta..." her hand had drifted to her pussy, which she teased gently.
"Why were you 'supposed' to get a penis anyway?" Jim asked.
"Cos I wanted one! I've always wanted to know what havin' a cawk felt like, an' I had this fantasy of us both double teamin' Robin Foster from back in High School 'cos she made both our lives all miserable. I was gonna force you to compromise see, cos like all the other changes I had made were your fantasies an' you couldn't jus' let me have this one little thing that I didn't even wanna use on you really an' besides I was g-gunna make my ass s-so perfect an' fun for both of us you wouldn't even miiiiiind..." Sharon sobbed, breaking into tears. Jim rushed over to comfort her. He wasn't sure whether her state of bimbohood had made her emotions more intense and unfiltered or her apparent pregnancy was having an effect on her hormones, but Jim had never imagined his girlfriend would ever end up crying over having not grown a penis.
"Shh... it's ok." Jim comforted her as she wept into his shoulder, feeling the firmness of her fake boobs press into his arm. "I promise once we get you back to normal I'll keep working on the machine like planned, and once I've figured out how to untether it from my fetishes you can try having a penis, k? And we'll hire a whore who looks just like Robin, which shouldn't be hard to find, right?"
In her current state, his joke sailed right over her head.
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