Peter tried to resist Angie as hard as he could. But he just couldn't get control over himself. His mouth only made crazy movements and he couldn't manage to formulate a clearly understandable word. Only indistinct mumbling sounded. Angie was so good at pleasuring him that it almost felt like he was having a stroke.
Finally Peter came. His cock shot the biggest load of his life into Angie's pussy. His eyes rolled back and he lost consciousness.
Angie, meanwhile, was enjoying at least a little bit of sex with Peter. It had started against her will, but it felt just fantastic in this new body. Just as Peter came she also felt a powerful orgasm drive through her body. Unlike Peter, she did not pass out. Breathing heavily, she still sat on him. She needed to calm down for a moment.
Angie got up from the bed. Cautiously, she walked around the room. Her legs felt infinitely long and her center of gravity was now completely elsewhere. She carefully bent down and grabbed the dictaphone. She pressed the record button:
"Peter sleeps until I want something else".
Peter was lying on his back in bed. Still stark naked and snoring loudly.
She couldn't deny that this new body felt fantastic. Angie felt big and powerful. She walked over to her mirror on the wall and looked at herself. Her face was beautiful. Carefully, she touched her cheeks. Her hair was a perfect golden shade of blonde and shiny. She wasn't even wearing makeup. Her eyes dropped down to her new DD cup breasts. She had never had breasts before. She wondered how they felt. Gently she stroked her erect nipples with both hands. Shivers of pleasure vibrated through her body. She definitely wanted to keep this body a little longer. With a grin, she spoke into the dictaphone.
"I've always looked like this".
Angie heard a strange rustling sound. Her clothes that were still on the floor in the corner of the room next to the tape measure changed and got bigger. She walked over and put them on. Angie was now wearing a perfectly fitting DD cup bra, a white tank top and a short black skirt. She posed in front of the mirror some more. She would definitely have a lot of fun with this body. Her eyes fell on Peter, who was lying in bed behind her. Angie was still angry with him. He had taken the dictaphone from her and then more or less raped her. She could either just let him go or teach him a lesson. With a devilish grin, Angie thought about her options.
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