New TF Story

SexyJin · 10-08-2007

WOW! this story is amazing. very descriptive and the story it's self is very interesting. Mary could probably make her breasts bigger if she wanted too though.

SoylentOrange · 10-08-2007

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Originally Posted by SexyJin

WOW! this story is amazing. very descriptive and the story it's self is very interesting. Mary could probably make her breasts bigger if she wanted too though.

Oh, she can, the thought just hasn't occurred to her yet.

SoylentOrange · 10-08-2007

Katie winced as Mary poked the fang into the back of her neck, her brow quickly unfurrowing and her eyes softening as she fell into a dreamlike state. The tentacle quickly unwrapped itself from around her, the appendage reforming into an arm just in time for Mary to catch her friend.
"Uhhh..." Katie moaned as Mary eased her friend down to the sofa. Katie's breathing was shallow, her movements labored.
A creaking sound drew Mary's eyes to Katie's chest, where her conservative suit was conspicuously tenting outwards. Mary watched the growth as Katie's breasts stressed the tight fit of the button-up blouse, gaps appearing between the buttons as her bust grew. Mary's brow furrowed in confusion and worry as Katie's bra snapped, unable to contain her billowing flesh. Was The Body wrong? Was this some new transformation? Was Katie going to suddenly start leaking tentacles as well?
Mary's eyes were drawn lower by another stretching sound, and saw a change occurring under Katie's slacks as well. Even as the first button popped off Katie's shirt, exposing the constrained cleavage beneath, her thighs swelled similarly, straining the fabric against her growing voloptuousness. Mary looked at Katie's face, which still had the same spaced-out look on it she did when she'd been injected. Mary reached out and stroked her friend's cheek, frowning. Whatever else happened to her, Mary just wanted her to still be Katie when she woke up.
A plastic button riccocheting off her cheek snapped Mary out of her reprieve. Katie's breasts had swollen to the size of volleyballs, demolishing her bra and most of her shirt in the process. Her hips had swollen similarly, her pants having gone from attractively hugging her lower curves to being desperately stretched across them like plastic wrap, small tears and holes alreadt appearing on the sides of her thight as the integrity of the stitching gave out. Mary also noticed a suble shift in Katie's skin, the mocha-colored flesh darkening and shifting to the forest green of the tentacles. Mary held her breath, fearing for the next transformation, but the only changes she could see were to Katie's bustline, her breasts now straining solely against her jacket, the single large button straining futilely againste the incessant push of breastflesh. With a snap, Katie's breasts were finally free from the confines of her clothes, her breasts dropping heavily into her lap. Mary was amazed, even leaned back in the couch like she was, Katie's breasts filled her lap to her knees, he nipples fat and thick on wide aureolas. Her hips were almost as spectacular, broad and firm as they pushed out from the couch cushions, her shredded pants now little more than a skirt making a pathetic attempt to cover their girth. As a finishing touch, the neat, tight corn rows on her head vanished into her scalp, leaving nothing but smooth green skin.

Mary waited a few moments more, but the transformation appeared to be finished. Katie looked like a bizzare exaggeration of herself, but she still looked like Katie, at least. Mary reached over and shook Katie's shoulder, the motion reverberating and magnifying down the length of her giant breasts. Mary found herself watching the mass of shaking, jiggling flesh, and was surprised to realize she was becoming aroused by it. She shook her head clear of the strange thoughts as Katie's eyes fluttered and she began to stir.
"Oooh.. wha... Mary?" She asked as she tilted her head forward. "What's going- Oh my God!" she yelled as her expansive bosom came into view. She would have jumped back in surprise, were it not for the weight of her breasts holding her in place.
"Katie, Katie, calm down," Mary said, gripping Katie's shoulder and trying to get her attention. "I can explain!"
"Explain? EXPLAIN!?" Katie said, feeling her bald head with her hands. "You're naked, my tits are the size of beacchballs, I've got no hair and green skin! What's to explain?"
"Katie! Calm Down!" Mary said, more forcefully this time, and felt an odd prickling sensation at the base of her neck. She quickly dismissed it though, as her more forceful tone seemed to snap Katie out of her hysteria. She looked at Mary and asked "What on earth is going on, honey?
"Well, you remember that meteorite...?"

So Mary explained the entire situation to Karie, as best she understood it. It was strange to recount all the bizarre thins she had done and even more bizarre things she had become, but Katie had been dragged into all this and Mary felt she had a right to know.
"So this 'The Body' fellow is inside you, and he can control you when he wants?" Katie asked, a blanket draped over her breasts to preserve her modesty.
"Yeah, but I don't like thinking about it like that, heh."
"So where are you in all this? How do I know I'm not talking to The Body right now?"
"Katie, if you were talking to The Body, you'd be a pile of tentacles right now. The Body wanted me to eat you."
Katie shivered. "Well, okay, so why did I end up like this?" She asked, squeezubg either side of her prodigious bustline.
"Honestly, I dno't know," Mary said. "The Body said you had to become 'of The Flesh', hence the green skin, but past that I don't know."
"It is the desire of The Mind that shapes The Flesh of this meat," The Body interjected.
"What?!" Mary silently shot back. "I did not!"
"The Flesh obeys the will of The Mind, even if The Mind does not know it," The Body said simply.
"Honey? You're blushing..." Katie said, startling Mary. "You're not gonna turn into something freaky again, are you? I'm barely holding on to my marbles as it is..."
Mary blushed even further. "N-no, it's just, uhm... nothing, nevermind." Mary couldn't admit that it was apparently her own subconscious jealousy of Katie's curves that had exaggerated them so much upon her transformation...

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10-08-2007	#1
SexyJin Cup cake + Boobs = :) Join Date: Feb 2006 Posts: 147	WOW! this story is amazing. very descriptive and the story it's self is very interesting. Mary could probably make her breasts bigger if she wanted too though.

10-08-2007	#3
SoylentOrange Process Disciple Join Date: May 2005 Posts: 4,920	Katie winced as Mary poked the fang into the back of her neck, her brow quickly unfurrowing and her eyes softening as she fell into a dreamlike state. The tentacle quickly unwrapped itself from around her, the appendage reforming into an arm just in time for Mary to catch her friend. "Uhhh..." Katie moaned as Mary eased her friend down to the sofa. Katie's breathing was shallow, her movements labored. A creaking sound drew Mary's eyes to Katie's chest, where her conservative suit was conspicuously tenting outwards. Mary watched the growth as Katie's breasts stressed the tight fit of the button-up blouse, gaps appearing between the buttons as her bust grew. Mary's brow furrowed in confusion and worry as Katie's bra snapped, unable to contain her billowing flesh. Was The Body wrong? Was this some new transformation? Was Katie going to suddenly start leaking tentacles as well? Mary's eyes were drawn lower by another stretching sound, and saw a change occurring under Katie's slacks as well. Even as the first button popped off Katie's shirt, exposing the constrained cleavage beneath, her thighs swelled similarly, straining the fabric against her growing voloptuousness. Mary looked at Katie's face, which still had the same spaced-out look on it she did when she'd been injected. Mary reached out and stroked her friend's cheek, frowning. Whatever else happened to her, Mary just wanted her to still be Katie when she woke up. A plastic button riccocheting off her cheek snapped Mary out of her reprieve. Katie's breasts had swollen to the size of volleyballs, demolishing her bra and most of her shirt in the process. Her hips had swollen similarly, her pants having gone from attractively hugging her lower curves to being desperately stretched across them like plastic wrap, small tears and holes alreadt appearing on the sides of her thight as the integrity of the stitching gave out. Mary also noticed a suble shift in Katie's skin, the mocha-colored flesh darkening and shifting to the forest green of the tentacles. Mary held her breath, fearing for the next transformation, but the only changes she could see were to Katie's bustline, her breasts now straining solely against her jacket, the single large button straining futilely againste the incessant push of breastflesh. With a snap, Katie's breasts were finally free from the confines of her clothes, her breasts dropping heavily into her lap. Mary was amazed, even leaned back in the couch like she was, Katie's breasts filled her lap to her knees, he nipples fat and thick on wide aureolas. Her hips were almost as spectacular, broad and firm as they pushed out from the couch cushions, her shredded pants now little more than a skirt making a pathetic attempt to cover their girth. As a finishing touch, the neat, tight corn rows on her head vanished into her scalp, leaving nothing but smooth green skin. Mary waited a few moments more, but the transformation appeared to be finished. Katie looked like a bizzare exaggeration of herself, but she still looked like Katie, at least. Mary reached over and shook Katie's shoulder, the motion reverberating and magnifying down the length of her giant breasts. Mary found herself watching the mass of shaking, jiggling flesh, and was surprised to realize she was becoming aroused by it. She shook her head clear of the strange thoughts as Katie's eyes fluttered and she began to stir. "Oooh.. wha... Mary?" She asked as she tilted her head forward. "What's going- Oh my God!" she yelled as her expansive bosom came into view. She would have jumped back in surprise, were it not for the weight of her breasts holding her in place. "Katie, Katie, calm down," Mary said, gripping Katie's shoulder and trying to get her attention. "I can explain!" "Explain? EXPLAIN!?" Katie said, feeling her bald head with her hands. "You're naked, my tits are the size of beacchballs, I've got no hair and green skin! What's to explain?" "Katie! Calm Down!" Mary said, more forcefully this time, and felt an odd prickling sensation at the base of her neck. She quickly dismissed it though, as her more forceful tone seemed to snap Katie out of her hysteria. She looked at Mary and asked "What on earth is going on, honey? "Well, you remember that meteorite...?" So Mary explained the entire situation to Karie, as best she understood it. It was strange to recount all the bizarre thins she had done and even more bizarre things she had become, but Katie had been dragged into all this and Mary felt she had a right to know. "So this 'The Body' fellow is inside you, and he can control you when he wants?" Katie asked, a blanket draped over her breasts to preserve her modesty. "Yeah, but I don't like thinking about it like that, heh." "So where are you in all this? How do I know I'm not talking to The Body right now?" "Katie, if you were talking to The Body, you'd be a pile of tentacles right now. The Body wanted me to eat you." Katie shivered. "Well, okay, so why did I end up like this?" She asked, squeezubg either side of her prodigious bustline. "Honestly, I dno't know," Mary said. "The Body said you had to become 'of The Flesh', hence the green skin, but past that I don't know." "It is the desire of The Mind that shapes The Flesh of this meat," The Body interjected. "What?!" Mary silently shot back. "I did not!" "The Flesh obeys the will of The Mind, even if The Mind does not know it," The Body said simply. "Honey? You're blushing..." Katie said, startling Mary. "You're not gonna turn into something freaky again, are you? I'm barely holding on to my marbles as it is..." Mary blushed even further. "N-no, it's just, uhm... nothing, nevermind." Mary couldn't admit that it was apparently her own subconscious jealousy of Katie's curves that had exaggerated them so much upon her transformation...