apokol
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Post by apokol on Nov 4, 2008 20:28:27 GMT -4
"Please ..no " I say begging when i feel a odd and very frightening sensation inside the panty and almost simultaneously under the bra. I know for sure ...frightening sure what those sensation mean. Nonetheless I look down in shock and se two very opposite things. A shrinking inside my panty and a growth in my bra both quite alien yet not at all unpleasant as I have to confess. In fact it feels oddly nice how my once proud member is visibly shrinking and breasts start to develop inside my bra. Just when I think this strange thought that does not go away a third sensation joins the shrinking and growth ..its a even more confusing ..alien one….. its hard d to describe its both and more at the same time. One moment it feels as if apart of me is sucked in the next …and inside me …inside my womanly hips and despite it being hard to describe I know or can imagine what it is. my inside is changing as well.
Not wanting to think about it or the fact that I can no longer see the outline of my testicles and just a shrinking outline of my member inside my panty I turn my attention to the growth on m chest.
I was always curious about female breast but never thought to see them from this ankle or to feel them this way. Meanwhile the heat continuous to move higher washing over my chest shoulders and than slowly down my arms. they slim .. all of them my shoulders, arms and chest despite the tow small mounds slowly filling my now much to big and hanging bra.
"I..I..I' am not sure... ...maybe..... if you think so..... will.. will they grow as ..as big as.. this bra ... or bigger....?" I stutter and blush looking over to her for a moment before turning my eyes back down to my swelling chest and my slowly ceasing to grow hips and waist.
Something that when they will grow as big as this bar is made for will become a bit complicate. Yet a part of me the one fascinated with big breasts is very excited and makes my hands even the one holding the glass twitch up and towards them. apart of me wants to touch them while another and right now still stronger denies what is happening and wants to wake up.
“This …is …is … a dream right…please tell me it’s a dream….” I whisper looking down fighting the urge to touch my changing body and relieved about the fact that the heat has not reached my neck and head yet.
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Post by wannabeglam on Nov 4, 2008 20:33:54 GMT -4
"You'd better touch them soon, or else they'll keep growing," the maid says with a knowing grin. Your bra is already beginning to strain!
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Post by apokol on Nov 4, 2008 21:14:27 GMT -4
“What..ohh uhh yes mhh" i reply at first surprised and look over at her but almost instantly i feel a pressure and tightness on my chest and look back down. my new breasts have grown tremendously in this short moment and the reason makes it self now hen the fabric of the bar rubs over my also growing nipples. it sends a wave of pleasant sensations through my body that in response cause a slight but sense able wetness between my legs that reflex like close. a action that verify something i have feared. my member ahs shrunk even more. its almost no longer visble or sense able down there but something else is. Something very opposite and reacting .
"Mmhh that feels odd ..b...bu...but nice..." i moan and blush due to my confession and now longer able to resist move one hand close to my rapidly growing breasts and touch it Again I et hit by pleasant arousing sensations but they do not stop swelling in fact this touch makes my nipples almost poke through the bar and my hips experience a growth spurt as well. At the same time the heat reaches my hand and within a single moment turns them into the delicate ones of a woman with long fingernails
"You ..you tricked me..ohh mhh feel so...thirsty mhh no ..no no..taht ohh..." I moan ...my mind being flooded by those pleasant sensations and a sudden need to drink more. I try to fight it like teh desire to touch my ti...breasts again but i resist but only barely. Judging my deeply breathing and moans It’s a very hard fight and one i will loose for sure if nothing happens... and eth fact that the bra is starting ..more tan start to strain on my chest ,making breathing harder, isn't helping a all.
“Maybe I should touch it with both hands after drinking more yes… that might work no I have to fight it.. mhhh fight it feel so mmhh” I moan with the half full glass still in my hand and my eyes on my new chest and my other hand moving down to my other right now very irritated and slightly wet part.
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Post by wannabeglam on Nov 4, 2008 21:18:04 GMT -4
"You're a solid GG cup right now, miss. But you have a slight problem. That bra is magical too, and will keep going as far as you want to go. If you aren't careful, you'll be immobile in no time. I'd suggest grabbing those tits, miss!"
The maid disappears as the tingling in your breasts starts one final time. Your long nailed hands cup your massive breasts and you breathe easier. That is, until your scalp starts tingling!
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Post by apokol on Nov 4, 2008 22:33:34 GMT -4
"a....a GG cup oh my g... ohhh ohh yes better grab it ..yes ohh" i reply shocked yet in a pleasant way .at least for a part of my mind. Not wanting to simply drop it I put the glass on the ground and nearly fall over with my new chest but with some effort manage to straighten up and grab it with both hands. again I’ am hit with pleasure but also relieve the growth instantly stops and somehow the bar adapts to my larger size... i mean their bigger size.
further down I feel the moisture grow and something else finish its shrinking. In fact I feel it slip into the slit I now have down there. the sensation makes me sign and leaning y head back. when I lean back forward my hands still touching and in fact starting to cares me my very large and even though the bra sensitive female chest I notice that the maid is gone. I' am about to look around when i feel a tickle on my head.
"Oh no what now.....where are you....?” I say signing and getting nervous. I know what this tickling can only mean but I don’t want that and why does it happen i did not feel any heat up there and did not drink any more liquid. The tickling grows stronger and with it the realisation that there is a slight heat present up there not much but seemingly enough to affect the roots of my hairs. Not seeing nor hearing the maid nor wanting to see it grow down in front of my ace and I know it will sooner or later I close my eyes.
“this I a dream.. a dream ..i do not have tit .. breasts and such big …is just a dream a vivid and …realistic but still just a dream .. I must wake up wake up Christian wake up.” I tell myself again and again and with my eyes closed any my hand touching my chest and this moisture down in my dream vagina.
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Post by wannabeglam on Nov 4, 2008 22:36:40 GMT -4
"It's not a dream, Christian...or should I call you Christina?" The maid laughs. You blush but are immediately proud of the name. You straighten up and look at the maid with a grin yourself. "I'd like something else to drink," you say more forcefully than you would have a moment before.
The maid looks stunned, but pleased. "What can I get you, my lady?"
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Post by apokol on Nov 4, 2008 22:53:37 GMT -4
A moment later i hear the maid return and tell me this other yet familiar name and before i know what i do not only my eyes open and my face blushes due to what she called me but my mouth opens too. Thats not all it does it speaks but nothing i can stop or know wher it came from. The same happens when she asks me what i would like to drink.
"Something to make this body fully female a desireable female with a personalety to match it .A very naughty yet less carring and thinking could be nice....." i say in the same calm voice and inwardy panick.. taht was not me speaking yet it was...but i did not wnat to say that and what did i mean with naughty and less carring and thinking....
"a bimboi ...ahhno did not want to say that i want to stay me..christina. i mean christi..." i blurt out what i just thought and stuttering have me my tongue betrays me.
Meanwhile my head continues to tickle and i can feel something touch my neck.
"Maybe i should take a look...no" i think slightly shaking my head increasing the tickling on my neckand shoulders..
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Post by wannabeglam on Nov 4, 2008 23:01:53 GMT -4
The maid reappears with a very large drink. "I believe this will do the trick. It's a Bimbotini." The maid looks at your chest. "That is a very lovely necklace, miss. I love the large pink diamond!"
You take the drink and drink it down with a single gulp. Immediately, you feel your head getting fuzzy. Like you can't really remember much of anything.
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Post by apokol on Nov 4, 2008 23:21:05 GMT -4
When the maid returns and I see the large drink in her hands the first thing I want to do is run away but with my new body this is something silly to do and hard as well so I want to just say no. But when i open my mouth she surprises me with what she says ext.
"What diamond necklace?" I ask her a bit surprised when I feel something touch the skin above my tits...breasts around my neck and an slipping betwen my two new assets and its not the hair can feel touching my back now.. looking down I see a necklace made of pearls with a large round cut darkpink damond hanging on it and resting there. This short moment of distraction is al my right now not longer fully under my control body needs. to take the drink from her.
My only less accepting reaction are my eyes widening when I see what i hold and feel my head lean back and the glass touch my lips. they grow even wider when the new and even sweeter drink enters my mouth and flows down my throat. immediately the heat returns but now it is only washing over my face, neck and through my mind.
my mind tries to resist to hold on to what it was before but is overwhelmed by the heat ad its affect. within heartbeats its getting very fuzzy and my memory turns into a chaotic pile of shard that drift away and around with new ones popping out of nowhere. there is even a strange feeling of satisfaction deep inside m head than it is gone.
"what have i ..hihi done..i feel so.. strange...hard to remember who I’ am. why I’ am here... why I am looking...feeling hihi this way...thinking …remembering gets harder ..I' am, a ma..ma..male hihi.. ." i moan and start to giggle as son as my mouth opens again and both the words and giggle come out quite clear and sweet and undeniable female and husky voice that makes me feel arousal build up inside my sex and y nipples hardening.
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Post by wannabeglam on Nov 4, 2008 23:34:37 GMT -4
"I believe there's not much in your head now, am I right?" The maid giggles. "Of course I'm right. Now, Miss Kristina, you have to finish getting ready. Go to your closet and find an outfit!"
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Post by apokol on Nov 5, 2008 9:49:06 GMT -4
I try to say no but she is true...my head feels strange .. there are memories and pieces of knowledge in it but the are floating around and my mind is somehow much slower in catching them as usual. In addition there is this urge to giggle and with her giggling after that question i can't hold it back too.
"Hihi..yes.. my head is so..hihi fuzzy...hard to think hihi....but feels good ...somehow hihi!" i giggle and feel this tickling on my back again its almost down to my chest back there and my face yet much weaker tickles too. I know that i knew what that meant a few moments ago but now its just adding to my happy state and lets me giggle even more.
"Kristina ...hihi oh that’s me hihi ..yes need some clothes hihi can't go around naked like this ..hihi but feels...nice hihi" i giggle and walks over to the wardrobe again the feeling as if i should know something or remember but can't. in fact don't care and don't notice or pay attention to the weak protesting voice in the back of my fuzzy mind. instead i enjoy the bouncing and jiggling of my breasts and bottom.
Reaching the wardrobe i open it and find my self facing a do... a lot of outfits. some more ordinary and all day clothes but also some very sexy and somehow I' am drawn towards those.
"Oh so many nice clothes hihi!" i giggle and take a closer look at those i like most. there is schoolgirl uniform with a short blue skirt, a belly free white blouse with short sleeves, long white socks and a nice pair of very small heeled shoes. Next to it is a more adult version with stockings, a deep cut blouse with longer sleeves and average heeled sandals. Than there is a outfit obviously meant for parties or going out consisting of a almost ground long shoulder free deeply cut (front and back) black dress with cuts to show of the wearers legs, long balck gloves and high heeled black leather boots and fishnet stockings.
Finally there are two more outfits that draw my eyes toward them. A playboy bunny costume and a uniform .. a maid uniform matching hers. Both with quite high heeled shoes and all those outfits look very skimpy yet very sexy.
"hihi oh so mny hihi can't decide hihi ....thinking makes Kristi..Chrisys head hurt hihi ..hurt bad but they look all so nice ..hihi" I giggle and indeed my head starts to hurt in addition to the slight tingle still present on it. This tingle is the afterglow of my beard vanishing and my face very slowly getting more feminine starting with my braws thinning and my eyelashes growing.
In the back f my mind what is left of my old self is trying to regain control but with no success so far.
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Post by wannabeglam on Nov 5, 2008 20:32:28 GMT -4
Your face becomes the personification of femininity. Light blues eyes covered with thick eyelashes and thin blonde brows adorn your face and call attention to your high cheekbones and thick juicy lips. You feel the old you losing control and it makes you....happy. Thrilled actually.
You reach out and select an outfit....
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Post by apokol on Nov 5, 2008 20:55:22 GMT -4
Unaware of what is happening with my face i continue to examine the outfits and slowly one of them becomes my favourite. Inside my head my old self is pushed further and further away from any means of control over my body and at the same time my mood is getting better and better.
"Hihi think i will take this hihi!" i giggle happily grasp one and turn around to the maid holding the outfit tightly against my body. Its the long black dress with the high heeled boots.
"Hihi do you think that it will look good on me hih and could you help me dress hihi?" i giggle and like a child bounce up and down...like a child with big bouncy breasts.
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Post by wannabeglam on Nov 5, 2008 21:35:17 GMT -4
The maid helps you step gingerly into the dress and you feel her hands linger on your shapely ass. She zips you into the dress carefully and then watches as you step into them.
You are a stunning vision. The maid whispers, "So beautiful, miss. But make I make a suggestion?" She bites her lip nervously...I think we'll need to do your hair for maximum effect."
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Post by apokol on Nov 5, 2008 21:52:25 GMT -4
Despite my mental state I feel a bit nervous when the maid agrees and help me to put the dress on. This nervousity turns into a slight arousal when I feel her hands touch me here and there but mostly on my shapely yet sensitive button when she helps me with the dress that clings to my body like a second yet not complete second skin. Not complete because it shows a lot of real skin all over and the one it hugs and hides namely my breast send pleasant sensation through me each time its fabric rubs over them …and it does every time breath or move
When my feet slip into the bots i shake a bit but manage to stay upright. it’s a strange yet nice feeling to almost stand on the tips of my toes alone. Hearing her call me beautiful I can’t help but blush and go on with my giggling.
"thank you hihi you too hihi you have such nice hand hihi liked it when you ..hihi touched me you can do it again when you want hihi" I giggle and blush again but not out of embarrassment but the thought of feeling your ahnds again on my skin.
"Ohh hihi sure you can hihi what?" i reply when i remember her last words.
"Oh my hair oh yes hihi whatever you say hihi make me look even better hihi you are so good to me hihi so good and nice and all hihi" i giggle and make a unsteady step over to you.
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