New Perspectives

 

AirBBW

Ted had plenty of things to be thankful for, his girlfriend, a house, and new career. His job required a large amount of travel which was the only downside. He should've been happy for the things he had but he ended up miserable. There was a hole in his life that he couldn't seem to fill.

Ted was always shopping for the latest product that would keep him occupied. When he was away for work, he developed the bad habit of meeting new women despite having someone he loved at home. Ted only felt the pressure grow as time pasted.

This month he was traveling to Austin, Texas. A new client who needed a stock portfolio. Ted specialized in getting the sale. He knew exactly how to pick apart a clients head to his advantage.

He arranged an Air-bnb room service. Ted preferred the local perspective it offered in comparison to a more traditional hotel.

After arriving in Austin he made his way to the home. It was a small place in the heart of the city. Densely packed apartments and verticality surrounded the dwelling. It seemed out of place. Three knocks on the door, Ted waited patiently for his host. She opened the door with a warm smile.

"Welcome child! My name is Martha, it's so ungodly hot today isn't it? Come in, let me show you around."

The overweight elderly woman staggered out of the way to let Ted in. She showed him the place in a hurry, as fast as her body would allow it. The home was pretty standard and it had a nice central location. An intricately crafted wooden wardrobe sat in the corner of the bedroom. Martha mentioned it was a family heirloom, it's the only thing that Ted thought was oddly placed in the sleeping chamber. It was almost as if it was more important than the bed.

Ted slapped his suitcase on the bed and started to unload his business garments. He opened the wardrobe to look for some hangers, grabbing a few and pinning what was within his reach. He reached into the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of women's clothing on a hanger. He dug into one of the drawers and even found a matching set of panties. Must have been something the past guest left he thought to himself. He positioned the women's clothing on the bed and moved his items into the wardrobe.

Within a moment the clothing seemed to climb towards his body. The bra and panties crawled from the bed onto his leg and under his belt. He felt it wrap against crotch, the tight lacy material spreading across his waist. Next the bra did it's best. The cloth sneaked past his armpit and wrapped his chest. It felt like a magnet was pulling his pecs forward. A tingling sensation filled him as his whole body started to change. Ted undressed himself and tried to rip at the fabric. He ran over to a mirror and watched as his face started to meld into a female version of himself. His cock stiffed and shrank at the same time. He felt it twist and contort under the lacy prison. Ted's hips exploded filling with feminine fat, his whole form started to soften. Muscle shrank and encased in a ladylike softness. A stream of hair fell from his head and the transformation was complete.

Ted finally removed the fabric from his body. It fell lifeless to the floor. Ted gazed into the mirror in shock and disbelief. His hand felt the smoothness of his feminine form, even touching his lower parts. She made her way to the bed and crawled towards her phone. She felt her vagina open up in ways she did not expect. The cold air tickling her.

Maybe this wasn't permanent? What if she could just enjoy herself for the night? She put on the rest of the clothes and headed out the door. The city was alive with activity. Barhopping individuals moving in packs across the streetscape. 

"Tiffany" or at least that's what she called herself made her way into the crowd. A few drinks and she was off to an exciting night. She made her way to a bar-cade and popped a few quarters in the machine. It wasn't long until she was enjoying the vibration of the arcade motorcycle against her sensitive parts. 

A attractive male called out from a nearby game,

"I call next game! If I win I get to take you home tonight."

Tiffany wondered what a sexual experience would be like from the other side. She nodded,

"I don't think you can handle me buddy"

She let him win. She wanted the attention and things at the bar heated up. It wasn't long until they were kissing under the neon glow of the night. She brought him back to her place and the night ended on a high note. She dozed off into the night satisfied with the escape she had made for herself. 

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She woke up to an empty bed. Sunlight filled the room. A hangover created a light throbbing in her head. She made her way over to the wardrobe and opened it looking for Ted's clothing, but no such thing was there. A note sat at the bottom of the wardrobe. She picked it up and read it to herself.

"Dear Tiffany, 

or if that's what you wanted me to believe. I know your secret. I went through the same fate as you. 

I used to be a female and the wardrobe gave me an escape for the night. A new body and a new outlook on life. You see, you took my clothes. I was supposed to turn back into female me sooner. 

It wasn't hard for me to take your/my clothes and reinvigorate them in the wardrobes magic when you were asleep. But before that my friend took your clothes and now she is much happier as a man. I'm sure you'll find out why soon enough."

A tentacle of clothing lashed out from the closet. It looked incredibly large. A XXXL sized pair of panties clung to Tiffany's arm and swung towards her hips clinging themselves around her waist. A Double-F sized bra flung from a hanger finding it's home on her perky chest. She tore at the fabric in a panic as she felt herself tingling under the same magic. 

This time she was growing to fit. Her legs started to swell with flesh she squeezed her ever-growing legs together in an effort to suffocate the fabric. The effort was only wasted as she felt her softer legs now squishing into each other, cellulite lumps formed under her skin. Her ass bubbled outward, forming a small shelf to be formed along her backside. Tiffany's waist multiplied as the undergarments now were snug against her massive lower half. Her knee bulked and rolls formed encasing her legs in deep crevasses.

Next her chest started to gain. filling up with a soft warm fluid, it's heft pulling her forward. It's effects wrapped around her back as the bra straps were becoming lost in Tiffany's growing form. Now her belly became the main attraction as it bloated forward. Her bellybutton sinking deeper into the void of fat she was becoming. She could feel her ab muscles droop as the weight of her stomach increased. She rose her arms as they started to tingle, pure lard filled them as they drooped into her softer armpits.

Finally her extremities changed. her fingers fattening into plump sausages, unable to even close her fist. Her face and neck changed beyond recognition as her features became obscured by fat. Even Tiffany's calves filled with density as they rounded out. 

She leaned her bulk over the bed in an attempt to catch herself, unable to catch her breath. The effects beginning to wear off. 

 

A firm knock rang at the door. 

"Police! Open up"

Tiffany waddled her way over to the door. Her body jiggled and swayed as she moved.

 Maybe they could help her out. 

Maybe they would believe the story.

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"Mam we have reports that a fat woman with your description was last seen with Mr. Ted Hothorn. His tattered clothing and ID was found in the river early this morning. We will need to bring you in for questioning."

Martha, the landlord spoke up from between the officers. "I've never seen this woman before I'd like her removed from my rental."

The over sized Tiffany started blankly into the officer's eyes. Her double chin glistening with sweat.

"Mam at least put something on. We can't be bringing you into public like that."

It's true what they say - Everything's bigger in Texas.

Age gap

Trisha really thought her relationship was perfect. Her boyfriend Bill could do no wrong, he was patient, kind and loving. Everything she could ever ask for. But Trisha saw some sort of stigma in their difference of age. She knew it shouldn't bother her but all of her friends had always been dating someone at least a year apart. Her close-nit friends didn't know anything about the people in his grade. Sometimes he would get lost in the conversations she had with her friends, his lack of understanding about the high school jocks and dropouts of the class of 2012. Trisha was 25 to Bill's 28. 

By chance Trisha bumped into some ad for a necklace she liked. As soon as the jewelry arrived she was concerned by the packaging. To Thomas Hendricks, At least that's the right last name. It had no return address. She had the necklace sent to her workplace, having her packages stolen was becoming a common occurrence. Trisha also wasn't too keen on Bill knowing her shopping habits. She tore open the box and tried it on at her desk. There were a series of stones on the necklace that shined a bright white. She pulled out a pocket mirror and had a look at herself.

"Wow this looks great!"

"But I wish I didn't have all these moles around my neck, it doesn't make the necklace look as nice as it could."

As soon as she uttered the sentence one of the stones on the necklace started to glow. Trisha felt a warmth in her neck as the moles started to vanish. She caressed her neck with her hand. Feeling the new soft skin that replaced the blemishes. Had she just discovered magic? Or was she dreaming?

"I wish my breasts were a "C" Cup."

She smiled with delight as her chest became more fleshy and sensitive. Her new tits pushing her bra to the limits. Two previously shiny white stones now looked a dull bronze on the necklace. Only the large center stone remained white and shiny.

"I wish Bills age didn't bother me so much."

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Meanwhile Bill was relaxing at home on a sick day. He picked at his noodle soup that Trisha had brought him earlier that day. He brought a warm spoonful up to his mouth. His slim athletic body started to soften. He could feel his stomach begin to roll over onto itself, rolling over his waistband. He reached under his pajamas and felt it grow. His shirt becoming taught and splitting at the seams as his chest and stomach fattened. These were no bitch tits, they were full on "D" cup breasts. His facial features began to soften, a cute nose replacing his old one. Hair falling around his shoulders. His chin rounded with fat, his features buried beneath the onslaught of flesh. His nub sank deeper into his pelvis until it vanished a strange wetness and tingling in its place. Her hips cracked as they grew outward filling her brown leggings with bulging round skin. As she stood up her fat tits fell out of her tank top a strange bronze necklace appeared around her neck. She could feel her age regressing back to a spry 18 years old as her skin tightened around her chubby form. Beth smiled at herself in the mirror.

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As Trisha uttered the sentence her skin started to itch. Hair started to darken on her forearms. Facial hair started to sprout from her chin. Skin that was previously soft started to roughen. She watched in horror as her hair started falling out into clumps on the ground. Her hips bucked and squeezed as she could feel her lower half shrinking as her sex elongated. His hand reached into his pants and felt an oddly familiar phallic shape. His previously busty "C" cup flattened out into two pecks. His clothing contorted fit her new body. He felt his back start to slouch as years of IT work had stiffened his back. His 35 year old male body was nothing of significance.  

You see Thomas had always hated his job but there was one thing that kept him going. 

Bethany butterfly

The chubby blonde cam slut. 

He looked around the office carefully and sat back down at his cubical. He knew how to get past the firewall and he figured everyone was out to lunch. He pulled up her stream on his work computer.

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Another donation from her biggest fan ThomasDanger6. This guy had been practically throwing money at her since her beginning. Beth moved her bronze necklace out of the way as she began to lick her chubby tits. 

"You wanna see these fat tits? What about this round belly?"

She squeezed at herself playfully.

She tugged at her leggings revealing her tight thong. The leggings dug tightly into her round waist. 

"What about this ass? Like what you see Tommy Danger?"

She knew the words that would make him cream. She had always felt a tight bond with him.

She let out a small toot through her see-thru panties.

"You like how dirty I am don't you? Come on Thomas send me some sugar. I know you can't stop thinking about me."

She ended by finishing herself off with her favorite toy. Her busty body juggled furiously as her bouncy tits went from her chin to the top of her pudgy belly.

It wasn't long until he was sending her his weekly amount of donations. His cock twinged in his pants as he shot the largest load all over himself. He hoped that one day he could meet her and touch her chubby body. But he wasn't even sure he would have the stamina to say hello.

Meant to be

"Eric you're no good for her."

 "She deserves someone who would treat her better than you do. 

"She got all of those stupid tattoos because you didn't stop her."

The string of texts from your girlfriends mother wouldn't stop. Maybe she would give it a rest but it seemed like every other day she was telling you how you were never good for her. Your phone lit up as your girlfriend Lucy's message came through. 

"Hey stud"

"My mom's making cupcakes tonight. Do you want to get messy tonight?

"I want your frosting"

How could you say no? 

Her mom was a pain but you could always sneak out or play the TV loud enough to not get caught. You made your way over to her house. As you came through the door her mother greeted you with a warm smile. 

"Hey Scott! I made cupcakes! A think this might be the best batch I've ever made! I can't stop eating them."

She was unusually cheery, wasn't she just chewing you out for how horrible you were? She looked like she ate the whole pan. Lucy's mother had always been fat after the divorce. Your comments to her about her weight never helped your situation. Her outstretched arm jiggled as she handed you a cupcake with pink frosting. 

"Here eat up!"

You apprehensively took a bite. Not so bad you thought to yourself.

Just then your mind started to wander. Was Leann looking more attractive? Her tight top was really showing off her tits. She spun around the counter top and positioned her butt seductively. 

"How does my ass look?"

"...What?..."

"I said ... how was that cupcake?"

"Oh I thought you said something else." you chuckled to yourself. 

"It was great Mrs. Donahue." 

She reached over and started to eat a cupcake with blue frosting. 

"I think one more couldn't hurt could it?"

She took a bite and glared at you with her smoky eyes. She tugged at her tight green shirt revealing her fat tits. You watched as she swallowed the entire cupcake pushing it down her throat with one finger. Her eyes stayed locked on you. 

She started to rub her belly.

"Cupcakes do the body good don't they?"

"That's how I keep my shapely figure."

 You imagined what it would feel like to have all of that woman on your face. How soft she must be. How her fat belly would bounce.

Next she pulled down her pants in front of you. 

"It's too bad Lucy isn't home. I told her to get me some more eggs for the cupcakes." 

"It would be a shame if she caught us fucking."

Your cock pressed tight against your jeans wanting release. She took your hand and guided you to the living room. Her lips locked with yours. She reached at your cock and felt its length. Your hands wrapped around the girth of her waist. Each of you tore at each others garments, leaving a trail of clothing in your wake. She closed the door behind her and kicked what little clothing he had left to the side of the room.

She stood naked before you. Her stomach hung low covering any view of her privates. The deep void of her belly button split the top portion of her from the bottom.

"Are you gonna fuck me or what?"

She reached back and tied her hair back as she positioned in front of you. You fell onto the couch as she pressed her fat gut up against yours. After a moment she slid down on top of you. Once more she pressed her fat belly and tits into your face as she shoved your cock into her moist hole.

With your view blocked you grabbed around her hips. Trapped air caused a clapping noise as her fat belly bounced on you. Your hands sinking into her soft flesh. Your face contorted as you released into her chubby pussy. A surge of liquid filled her. 

"Quick to the trigger I see."

She shifted her position and moved her pussy over your face.

"I want you to taste yourself."

A warm pink fluid ran down her pussy lips and into your mouth. You lapped passionately at her clit. She moaned uncontrolled as you worked your lips. Her belly plopping softly on your head.

The entry door slammed as Lucy cried out from the kitchen. 

"Mom I'm home!"

"Honey why don't you leave the eggs on the table and have the purple cupcakes."

Mrs. Donahue rose from your face and shifted positions. Your cock slid gently into her pussy. She remained quiet as you rammed her from behind. 

In a short moment she tensed up; her face in quiet ecstasy. Her mouth contorted in an "O" shape. Finally she erupted, 

"OHHHH Ummpphhh,"

footsteps down the hall.

"Mom what's going on? What are all these clothes doing on the ground?"

The door opened and your vision went dim. 

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"What the fuck MOM!!!"

An odd sensation was pumping into you from behind. Looking down you noticed to fat tits and a soft belly bouncing against your lap. A wave of pleasure. Hands digging into your soft legs. Feeling them dangle and bounce rhythmically. 

"ERIC! WE ARE FUCKING DONE!"

"MOM WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!"

Lucy started to sob into her hands.

A voice whispered into your ear from behind.

"I told you she deserves better. It's a real shame Mrs. Donhue. She was so determined on getting Eric out of her life she made a pact with a body snatcher. That's where I stepped in. I inhabit your body now Eric."

"ummpphh, and as soon as I finish the effects will be permanent." 

A load of hot cum filled you and reality set in. You tried to pull away and fight your old body off but it was no use.

Eric rose to his feet and called out to Lucy.

"I think your mom has some explaining to do."

Just then Lucy looked sick her hand covered her mouth as she prepared to catch her vomit. But nothing came of it. She shuffled back a step as her belly started to protrude through her shirt growing larger by the minute. Next her legs started to round the seams on her leggings bursting, her clothing spilling into shreds on the floor. She tugged at her shrinking shirt and revealed her large belly. It's form splitting into two shapes. Her bra held on as the tits filled out into two fat blobs. Her face rounded and became unrecognizable to how she used to look, a double chin resting on her shirt.

Lucy stood before you a fat mess. Her body jiggled at the faintest movement. She must have been twice your size. You glared at her still out of breath from the new body you inhabited.

"Lucy your mom has always been this way, sleeping with anyone who shows you attention. Every time she does you eat and eat. Remember? That's how you got this big."

You stood up and noticed how your body felt. The heaviness in you legs and they squished together. You reached your hand down and squeezed at you chunky belly as if it was a dream. Your hands pushed at your sides feeling how wide you were.

"You two deserve each other. As for Lucy I'm going to wipe her memories, but you Mrs. Donahue, you can keep yours. Good luck explaining all this to your obese daughter Lucy."

"As for me I have more body's to snatch."

"I'm sure you'll give into your appetite's soon enough. They always do. Just try not to fuck her boyfriends in front of her."

No Nut November

You know what month it is right? 

Let's play a game. If you cum at all this month I'll turn you into a woman. But not just any woman a woman that will gain every time she cums. 

Let's get the ball rolling by permanently turning up your libido...

Feel that? You seem pretty backed up right now. Just give in. 

The transformation won't be permanent until you get to 400lbs. 

Imagine what it would feel like to be a woman for a month.

Think of how exciting it would be to put your everyday life on hold, if only for a month.

That's right stroke to the sound of my voice. 

Wow you came so fast...

Feel that? You're changing. Your hair is growing long and luscious. Your waist is puffing outward. All that body hair is receding. "Pop" Just like that you can say hello to your womanhood. 

Go ahead. Spin around for us.

Wow you look great. 

What's that? You don't feel satisfied? You need to cum again?

Well I won't be the one to stop you. 

Explore. See what it feels like to be a woman. I'm sure you've at least learned how to make a woman cum. 

Some girls use the clit but not you. You need penetration. Go ahead and try that hairbrush. 

That's it. You're getting close. Just imagine how good it will feel to fill out.

Wow most of that went to your belly. Too bad really. You had such a flat stomach. 

But don't worry next time might be more fortuitous. 

It's already been a week. How does it feel? Your muffin top really suites you well. Imagine how much bigger it could be. Explore your belly button so deep isn't it? What's that? You're taking pleasure in fingering your belly button. Odd but sexy...

You're already wet. Just give in. You've still got time why not explore a larger size.

Good girl.

Wow look at you pump up! Still no luck on that ass. Maybe try again later? 

I can see the look in your eyes you want to really test this body out. Go ahead call the delivery boy. I'm sure he won't mind the extra pounds.

How did it feel? What was the look on his face when your ass and legs exploded? His cock vanishing into your growing ass. Your big legs smothering him. Your legs are so fat now that the back of your knees are covered in cellulite. Even the walk over from the bed caused your legs to chafe. 

Maybe you should stop here. Your at least 300lbs. Give it another week. 

What's that? You can't resist? You only need to wait another week. There is no guarantee that you'll be under 400 the next time you cum. You know that right?

Good girl. I know you won't be disappointed in your choice. 

Feel that. I think this is the last time. Think of how warm and soft you will be. The lack of responsibility this month has really warped you. I think you're starting to enjoy this too much. 

It was supposed to be a punishment. 

Feel that your starting to fill up with fat. Looks like that pretty little face is rounding out. Even your fingers are starting to swell.

Go ahead stand on the scale see if it's permanent. 

404.2lbs. 

It looks like you made it! But I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. You can try and lose 5 pounds by Sunday or you can give in and indulge. Just remember you can't cum again or you'll have no chance of being under 400. 

The choice is yours.