“Wait, why’d you break up with Jenny?” Kyle asks, “You’ve been going out for years!”

“I didn’t want to, but I had to. She was pretty close to finding out I’m cheating on her, which would just turn everything so upside down…” You trail off with a mumble, stumbling through an attempt to avoid the discomfort of discussing your avoidance of conflict.

You can feel your friend stare daggers into you, but make sure not to look him in the eye. The shame is overwhelming, but you stammer through it nonetheless.

“Listen, ehrmmm… Jenny, she- I have this… I don’t know, man!

I just don’t want to- Ow!” You exclaim in pain and grab at your bicep, “My bodysuit just pinched me really hard…”

“That’s karma.” Kyle chuckles, checking his phone as you adjust the waistband of your pants.

“These pants are feeling weird now, they usually fit pretty well…” You trail off, attempting to clear your throat as it grows raspy.

“Dude… Did you set something up on your suit?” Kyle asks, nervously tugging at the taut skin of his own suit as your stomach is squeezed tight.

“This… This doesn’t make- sense!” You struggle through clenched teeth, muscles contracting against your will as they change shape and size.

“Looks like your suit’s dead, I guess it needs a recharge; but I thought you were taller, and when did you lose so much weight?” Kyle asks sincerely, perplexed by the way he towers over you.

“I got the x2500, it has way longer battery and n- Ooooo!” You moan as your lips come together for the next syllable, waist caving in as your hips flow wide from your cinching tummy.

You back arches as your thighs inflate, vigorously rubbing your tiny manhood between them as it shrivels up. You try to call for help, but all sounds get caught in your throat by a large lump. It even holds your breath back momentarily before a sudden burst of warmth balloons across your chest, finally allowing you to sigh a deep breath of relief and pant to catch your breath.  

“What the fuck?!” You manage to gasp, instantly covering your mouth at the surprisingly dulcet tones of your weak voice.

“If you weren’t such an asshole, I wouldn't be so tempted right now…” You hear a soothing voice behind you as voluminous hair cascades past your shoulder, and you feel heavy jiggling on your chest which makes you look down.

Before you can see any part of your body, you’re forced to take a deep inhale as you’re suddenly enveloped by firm warmth.

Well not you, your new breasts.

Wait, breasts??

Kyle’s playing with your breasts before you even know what they look like, skilled hands manipulating them and stimulating your core as you bite your lip in a failed attempt to conjure protest.

It only takes a few moments for your hesitancy to collapse, the memory of male dignity you thought was real suddenly evaporating like you just woke from a weird dream. You feel euphoria tighten your cheeks, and you beam with arousal involuntarily as you start lactating for the first time.

“Stop!” You suddenly demand, gaining control of your desires and jumping out of Kyle’s grasp.

“What? I thought you’d enjoy- Holy shit…” Kyle trails off as you step away from him, belly toning as your boobies jiggle.

“Jenny’s controlling the suit.” You state, trying not to jiggle as the distinct sound of inflating breasts fills your ears.

The glooping collection of pooling fat stretching your skin, arousing you as the hefty weight of your breasts are given support by a shrinking bikini. You feel your torso tone even further, shoulder and back becoming stronger as they’re forced to hold the weight of your bouncing boobs.

Why won’t they stop moving??

You look down to see your shoulders shimmying, quivering lips quickly curling into a smile as arousal coasted through your veins. All you can do is giggle and bounce as you try to express worry, pajama pants sliding down your smooth hips to reveal a thong that stretches up your curves and presses into your gushing folds.

The crotch of Kyle’s pants bulges with arousal, and you feel your mouth water at the sight. You can’t trust Kyle to restrain himself, already having played with your breasts at the drop of a hat.

Your body screams for his touch, but your mind demands you stay away. It takes a few stressful moments to repossess control of your legs, and you run to the door as soon as you can. Every inch of your body jiggles as you awkwardly run, but you feel a wave of relief wash over you as you reach the-

“Hi, baby…” A familiar voice coos, “I think I know why you randomly broke up with me…”

Oh shit!!

“What's with all the games, Jen??” Kyle asks from behind you, “I thought we were gonna have a three way and leave this loser to suffer?”

Kyle’s in on it???

“Sorry, sweetie! I was just having so much fun fucking with his head, you know how vengeful I could get!” Jenny giggles, brushing past your plush body and passionately kissing your roommate.

“What the fuck??” You demand sweetly, voice quivering with arousal as you watch Jenny’s right calf kick up in satisfaction.

“Don’t worry, you won’t have any questions in a minute…” Jenny chuckles, pulling out a small tablet with your bodysuit settings loaded on the screen.

“I can’t believe you would do this…” You trail off, vision blurring as Jenny turns your critical thinking to zero.

“I can’t believe you would cheat on me after using my card to buy a new suit, did you not know I could get access with like three clicks of a mouse??” Your ex girlfriend cackles, her relationship to you fading as the pretty girl standing opposite you plays on her tablet.

“Let me see that thing!” Kyle laughs, grabbing the tablet from Jenny before sliding his fingers all over the touch screen.

It’s like you have an air pump somewhere inside you, pressure inflating your breasts and ass quickly as your hips are bent over and pushed out. Your lips plump up as well, and you feel them pout intensely as your clothes shrink and tighten.

Your pelvis cracks as it curls and rounds out, giving your core muscles a sexier junction as they tone and strengthen. Your belly forms a sexy V shape that points to your moist womanhood, and you feel your body sweat pure aphrodisiac as the scent of sex fills your nostrils.

Any sound you try to make gets caught in your throat, leaving you a mewing mess of voluptuous beauty. Every attempt to get out of your bodysuit becomes a graceful swing of your lusciousness, delicate hands feeling up your sensitive skin as Kyle’s erection throbs for you.

We’ll just leave him like this till the suit runs out, hopefully that teaches the son of a bitch a lesson!” Jenny laughs, allowing Kyle to kiss her neck as you thoughtlessly gyrate and moan.

“Maybe we should let-”

“Shut up!” Jenny interrupts Kyle, “Don’t get any funny ideas, I don’t want to have to get more revenge on cheaters!”

You wake up several hours later in your bed, bodysuit shriveled up in the corner of your room as the memories of your experience are forcefully siphon into your mind.

“That was crazy…” You trail off as you plug your suit into the charger, “Tonight I’m just gonna turn up the arousal, but keep my awareness high so I don’t embarrass myself…”

Maybe you should turn into someone else and ‘meet’ Kyle at the club, you’ve heard girls say pretty interesting stuff about him in bed…