Marie Sterling leaned back in her big comfy chair and sighed. As the newest loan officer for the 27th National Bank she got many of the perks she long dreamed of after a 5 year stint as a teller. Her own office, a big plush chair, a pay hike. But she reflected that she frequently missed the constantly screaming mass of humanity that assulted her at the counter.
While she was sugarcoating a past she would have done anything to escape back then, she failed to notice a strange semi-translucent green mist that emitted from the small vent to the back of her office, failed to notice that she inhaled it...
Marie stood up and tried to release the tension in her back when she felt a distinct warmth between her legs. Marie smiled at the feeling, but that expression reversed as she felt her underwear instantly darken from moisture escaping her most private vault. Normally it took a not inconsiderable amount of effort on her or her partner's part to get her wet, so for it to happy so far was mildly disturbing.
She hiked up her skirt and examined her crotch curiously. Her panties were now soaked by her gushing juices, her pussy swelling larger and larger pushing against the wet fabric. Marie felt the elastic of her panties shift as her growing crotch fought for more coverage even as it made an obvious camel toe, her clit growing impossibly large and pushing beyond the confines of her growing cunt lips.
Realizing that despite the intensely pleasurable feelings her pussy was sending, it's modification was completely unnatural and probably best corrected post haste. As she tried to shuffle towards her desk and the phone atop it in a manner that unsuccessfully tried to minimized . Her nipples tented her blouse in a manner the Marie of mere minutes ago would have been unable to replicate via either stimulation or ice cubes. Marie's eyes, already at the limits wideness tried to go beyond as she noticed her freakish nipples were being pressed harder and harder into the white cloth of blouse by the slowly swelling mass of her breasts, breasts that were formerly so small that she could and frequently did go commando. Happy with what she had been endowed with, rapidly growing C cup breasts was a horrorifying event, even before the increasing preasure of her straining blouse caused her "monsterously large" boobs to ache. Letting out of cry of shock, Marie was pressed into action and desperately reached to undo the buttons of her bloose and release her painfully constricted volleyball sized knockers. But the thread holding them released as one, sending a hail of circlar plastic screaming through the thing fiberboard of her office.
Released of their bondage, her breasts dropped down slightly, causing them to bounce and jiggle obscenely even as the surged to basketball size in an instant. Marie stumbled a half step back as her center of gravity shifted slightly every second.
Marie had no mirror larger than the small make-up one in her handbag, but she didn't need on to realize what she had become. Her breasts were beyond basketballs, filled with god knew what, probably some lighter than air gas given the way they seemed to float away from her ribcage. Every movement Marie made caused them to twitch and jiggle, her ragged breathing causing them to shift rythmically. Her nipples were the width and length of a soft drink can, bright red and pulsing as if they were Christmas lights in time to her heartbeat. Her pussy had swelled obscenely, pulsing as if it was a living breathing creature seperate of her, her clit a bright red vibrating rod the size of a small appricot, peaking out of her distended pussy lips. A constant trickle of female cum made the journey down from her crotch, along her inner leg to pool about her feet.
A small piece of Marie Sterling screamed in constant horror at what she now was, but the majority felt a mixture of awe and HORNINESS. While her right pinched desperately at the extended nipple of her right breast, her left hand sank effortlessly past her extremely welcoming pussy and Marie realized quickly her own efforts would not be enough. She needed a cock. With an animalistic moan she tore open the door leading to the rest of the bank to reveal-
Tue Feb 03 00:03:41 2004