[Stream, REQ] Saturday - W1 - OCT 22

Pic 1: Better call Faust

In an alternate timeline, Sophia got greedy and started taking unlicensed magical potions from shamans. Ending up with tits too big for her to handle... or move. Each teat weighed hundreds of pounds heavier than herself. 

She had augmented herself in order to handle her growing assets, once she got the bad news from her docs that her breast growth was incurable and unstoppable.

But it seems she's reached her limits. 6 arms trying to reach her tiny normal-sized nipples to release some of the pressure building in her mammary. She'd be milking herself for hours. Now Sophia only regretted taking back alley stuff or ever getting an enhancement - only if that regret would've lasted longer than a moment. She was back in heat moaning and groaning trying to reach her nipples or lift her assets.

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Pic 6: You better make her sandwiches

"Honey! I'm hungry....and horny. Go make me a sandwich. Orrrr... you can start stroking.

Actually, make it sandwiches. I am going to the bedroom - ouch!"

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Pic 7: Be with Her

Harold always was into mature women and milfs. He had pursued and had an affair with her neighbor's wife for a few years now.  Things started getting serious and he insisted she leave her husband and marry him instead.

When she refused the idea, Harold had been heartbroken. He had read somewhere on some obscure blog about the city he lived in, Moonvale; Once had once a wishing well.

The blog mentioned about a bunch of college kids finding it on a single hilltop by the ocean. He spent months searching for it and then, he found it.

His wish - "I want to be with Her."

The wishing well was but a prison for a genie long captured and sealed in the well, instead of some lamp or trinket. Over years of isolation in its underground cave and bitterness towards mankind for having imprisoned her, she had turned malicious.

The next day Harold was woken up by a scream from Jenny, her lover. He woke up to find the world had grown larger and he couldn't seem to move out of place. After Jenny fainted and he was left assessing the situation sticking out like an obscene hard-on on a horse, he was perched... no fused on his vantage point.

He had now become the tip of Jenny's massive dick. In addition to being shrunk and fused, he still had parts of his crotch intact. His dick was standing full mast while the dick he resided in throbbed strongly rocking him back and forth. As the blood flowed into his dick-house so did his dick throb in sync. He could feel everything Jenny'd dick would feel including arousal.

He tried to calm Jenny when she came to her senses again.

//I might make more of them in the future if people want to read and see their stories.