Stripper Glitter Pt. 2 - TG Caption

Part 1 

Part 2

'Why the hell am I doing this? I need to get out of here…' But Simon’s body didn’t listen. It danced on command, Will’s command, with a skill and grace he had no right to possess. Hips swaying and ass pumping, images of the wide bottomed girls he so admired flashed through his mind and he copied them unknowingly. Gold dust swirled in the air, growing thicker, making it's way into his mouth and lungs. It coated him inside and out and made him want to keep dancing. After all, Wil-... W-... the guy was paying. He had to dance!

"You know Simon, most strippers remove their clothes, not add more. If you aren’t ready to take them off, I think it’s time for a different type of performance. How about a lap dance?" the customer said, adding another bill to the growing pile. 

At that, some part of Simon’s mind managed to reassert itself. A lap dance? He couldn’t do that. At least, he shouldn't, but it would be so hot. His manhood, apparently undiminished despite the extreme changes in his ridiculously curvy lower body, began to make its presence known, stretching and straining against it's glittery prison. Simon stayed turned away, horny and confused. 

"Hey, I'm not asking for too much am I? You don't even need to take your shiny little stripper panties off…unless you want to. What are those things even hiding now anyway?"

Simon was hard as a rock, that's what they were hiding. The 'shiny little stripper panties' had formed around his cock, leaving him on vulgar display. It was only the fact that his back was turned, presenting his huge distracting ass, that the customer hadn't noticed. As he looked back, Simon saw the man add another entire wad of cash to the pile. His mind focused. He had a job to do!

Simon turned slightly, keeping his front out of view even as he moved around the man with the money. Gold dust in the air pulsed, and from somewhere a deep bass beat arose, setting the tempo. Simon circled, lightly running his nails across the back of the large man's neck and through his short, dark hair. His nails, like the rest of him, were different, having grown long on slender fingers. Finishing his revolution, Simon ended up in front of the chair, still turned away with proudly presented backside sparkling in the light. Gently swaying, he slowly, deliberately lowered himself until just making contact with the stiffness jutting up from his customer's crotch. Simon’s bulbous booty danced, shifting from side to side, teasing the hard pole. He flirted with it, leaving the poor man below groaning.  His customer's hands reached out and clutched emptily in the air, not touching, not grabbing. He was such a good boy. Simon smirked. Good boys should be rewarded. 

Reaching back and turning his head to the side, Simon pulled the man’s mouth down and kissed him fully on the lips. No longer holding back, large hands began to grasp and caress various parts of Simon's glitter covered form. Eventually, they made their way down to the now smaller bulge between his legs. Simon’s mind woke up again in alarm.

"What..unnnmmmooohhh… Sir- mmm Will, what are you doing?" Will rubbed the shrinking, sensitive flesh, pulling Simon back against his hard chest and giving his much more prominent length room to thrust up between Simon's fattened feminine thighs. Shifting the material to the side, he freed his far shorter roommate's cock and pressed them together in a single grip, their lengths being nearly equal despite Simon sitting on his lap. With one large hand Will masturbated the two of them at once. Simon sighed in helpless pleasure, giving in and resting his back against the big man.  When had he gotten so much bigger? Looking down between thick legs, Simon watched with lidded eyes as Will alternated between stroking, squeezing the two of them together, and gently bucking his hips to rub his longer shaft against Simon's own. Whether from the pleasure, the ever increasing glitter in the air, or simply giving in, his bodies changes accelerated. Simon's position gave them both a perfect view to watch his breasts as they filled enough to droop and grow heavy. As distracting as that was, more was happening below. 

Will ceased stroking the two of them. Simon’s dick had shrunk to the point that there was no longer enough to grip. Instead, he shifted entirely to thrusting between the smaller man’s legs, rubbing along  his core. Simon no longer cared. He was completely lost in the sensations of his body. His emerging breasts joined his ass and round womanly thighs in a jiggling celebration of feminine flesh. Even his hair had grown out, flying out of control. No part of him was still, everything moved. Simon squeezed his legs together, desperately attempting to increase the heat and friction below. Finally taking the matter in hand, Will pulled the thin material between Simon's legs aside and, in a single motion, buried himself inside.

Simon's entire world shrank down to that one movement, that single feeling. He..no, not he now...SHE. She had a pussy! And it was so full! Her customer, no dammit, her roommate, her best friend was inside her, in her pussy! Lifting her with his strong arms, Will pulled out almost entirely before thrusting back in. She couldn’t believe how deep he was, how far into her tiny waist that hard heat reached. Not that she had much time to ponder, the man was relentless. Freed of any restraint, Will took complete control, sinking himself in her again and again, reaching up to fondle her fully developed chest, toying with hardened, straining nipples. Her body had grown into the perfect erotic instrument, and Will played her masterfully. She was losing herself. Noises, rising in pitch, poured from her mouth uncontrollably and she clutched at her heaving breasts. She wanted more… more heat, more friction, more dick, more Will, more EVERYTHING! Muscular contractions bloomed deep in her belly and echoed out to her soaked pussy, to her clitoris, to- Simon screamed in orgasm and her vagina's slick walls clamped down vice-like on the wonderfully hot, hard thing inside her, muscles convulsing rythmically, milking it, demanding. With a growl, Will bellowed his own release, gushing liquid heat into her, filling her impossibly more, before the combination of his fluids and hers erupted out, covering them both.

Simon panted, her head spinning. She sucked in great lungfuls of air…air and the remaining glitter. She still wore the remnants of some strange sparkly costume, but whatever was left in the air pulled into her with each breath. She didn’t understand what happened, or know if this was permanent, but at the moment she really didn’t care. As Will's big, protective arms circled her small, squishy body she was completely content.