>>13520086>>13520068"As I see the last vestige of her maleness slip into the slit, I take a look at the shirt and say, "Oh Natey, honey, do you want that shirt off? looks terrible uncomfortable." As the milk was still working its magic on her, she said with a now-firmly feminine voice, "A-absolutely!" Surprised that someone still a little male on the inside was excited about their chest, I ripped off the shirt by biting some key seams, and revealed her bare chest... and also understood why she was so excited, the process had already started there. "W-wait, why do I have-- Rosa? What's happening to me?"
"Shhh... don't worry honey, I'm making you... better."
"But I d-don't want to be... Well... I don't want... Well."
"You don't want to be perfect like me? Big, luscious breasts, a big, firm butt and curves that could kill? You don't want to be beautiful?"
"I-I-I-... I... Yes... Rosa, PLEASE, make me beautiful! I've never felt exhilaration like this before and I want.... more!" With that, I gently saddled up on her now-femininely-small torso. She had a pair of Bs, given her probable band size, and the transformation was slowing, so I gently took her head in my hand -- it had a fair bit of hair on it now -- and nestled her mouth against my breast, starting the transformation up again. Underneath my legs I could feel her breasts, pushing harder and harder from underneath me, growing too big for me to be squishing flat with my thick thighs, though I was impressed with my legs, putting up a good fight accidentally to squish them down.
But all good things must cum to an end, and I wasn't about to keep myself waiting any longer. With a few quick motions I untied her hand restraints, and was attacked by the warm embrace of another body, and a female one at that. At that moment, I knew. She was 100% on board with anything I wanted."
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