It's back. So you could say I'm an ass for pulling off all the stories, and you may be correct. Circumstances were different at the time. Anyway, I'm reuploading everything! Will there be new content? I don't know. Enjoy!
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A year or so back, Curvoma was first being developed. Given the nature of the drug it was most likely not to be tested on animals first, as such the Pharmatech had to reach out for people that were willing to take such a risk and sample the newest miracle drug. In this case, rather than John and Jane Public, the company turned to Hollywood.
There they found many desperate starlets aching to get ahead or get back to some degree of attention in the Hollywood and public eye. Here now where it begins. Megan Fox, the hot actress from Transformers was at a near career low. Her disparaging remarks about her director had made her a pariah in Hollywood, and she was almost desperate enough to star in Lifetime original films. Regardless, she heard whispers of this new drug that was seeking human testing. Saying it could boost her figure over that of her rivals was enough to send her scampering to the office.
After a week of testing, begging, and a backroom blowjob, she had gotten it. She was in the sample of Curvoma, the yet to be released drug that could change models and celebrities forever. Without delay, Megan busted the cap open upon entering her apartment and started taking the pills. Her first dose was a like an orgasm upon the tongue, and though tempting as it was, she restrained herself from taking more of the pills for now. As she was the very first subject, and the side effects were still not yet realized.
As the days passed Megan got the changes she was asking for and then some. Her bust grew tremendously. Her meager chest had annihilated every bra in her drawer, sometimes when she was wearing them. In one particular case her bra had snapped when she was out for a jog. It was a grating run/walk back to her place with her boobs shimmying all over the place. Every step sent the ladies bouncing, her nipples dragging across the thin cotton tank top, intent on showing themselves off and driving her crazy in pleasure. If it was a side effect of the trial drug she didn't care much. Her new E cups were firm, were two bright red inch long nipples that were constantly erect, showing themselves through whatever material she tried to cover them up with, including her most padded bras.
Another week and her hips started to expand. Her waist, already thin by many standards narrowed even more. Her ass, showcased so finely in Transformers 2 now made any pair of pants look they were painted on her. The denim material stretched tightly across the two globes of rear end perfection. Truly giving Kim Kardashian and Coco a run for the money. At this point she even thought herself larger than either of them. One would expect such a large ass to be saggy and full of cheese. But this was not the case. Her ass maintained it's heart shape and firmness. Readily slappable, it was filled with a new found sensitivity. Clearly the drug had rewired some of the pleasure centers, even now slamming her butt into a car door to close it would make her wet.
Yet the experimental drug did still more to Megan. Her black hair had taken on a new sheen, the raven black locks shimmered and shined like a freshly waxed car. Her skin took on a healthy glow. Her eyes were bright and glowing, they were full of passion and not much else. Her lips had puffed out considerably. Much more them Angelina Jolie's, they were constantly pursed. Constantly begging to be kissed or have a cock shoved between them.
There were other side effects as well, ones not expected on by the pharmaceutical company. Megan Fox now had a cock. A very large one at that. At first her clit just protruded more than usual, but it didn't stop. It changed shape as it grew out becoming a fully functional fuck rod capable of sending pleasure to Megan and her lover alike. Its 14 inch erect length bristled with thick veins and was capped by a large head. It was plenty thick, Megan had to use two hands to pump it to orgasm. Speaking of orgasms, she was well stocked with two tennis ball sized gonads. The twin cum factories churned endlessly to create a never ending supply of spunk for her ejaculations. Ejaculate she did; she had experimented at first with jacking off but soon discovered, due to her massive size and pilates, that she was able to take the massive head in her mouth. her mouth watered and lips puckered as the head entered her mouth and was able to reach her throat. Her small hands able to play with her baby makers while her tongue worked it's magic. She tasted sweet, and found the flavor addicting.
Megan was thrilled with all these changes, they just felt right to her. She was sexy, sexier than ever before all thanks to the little pills. She kept them in a PEZ dispenser, always near her person, just in case she needed to top off or needed a boost. It was Hollywood cliché to keep her drugs in a PEZ dispenser, but she could care less. The results showed!
Megan Fox was out and about today, her feet in modest open toed shoes showcasing her red painting toenails, her legs went up to her thighs, thick and healthy, to her ass. All of this crammed into a pair of tight blue jeans. The denim screamed for mercy with every step she took. It looked painted on her lower half to all but the closest inspection. Occasionally a pop could be heard as a thread gave up. Her cock, just one of the unforeseen side-effects of the experimental drug, crammed into a denims. It's large size clearly visible against the material, while her big testicles pushed it up as if to scream out 'look at what she's packing!'.
Her pants were belted, very tightly due to her thin waist, while a simple tank top covered her upper body. Her large breasts pushed out of the neck due to the industrial push-up bra she was wearing. Her nipples still visible thru all the material. Megan's hair was back in a simple ponytail as she made her way down the street, her strut indicative of what she was, a woman on the prowl.
It was late in the evening, and Megan was feeling horny. She had shot 4 loads into her own mouth today, but she was getting tired of getting herself off and was noticing that she seemed to be getting hornier and hornier everyday. Yet, in a place like LA, she couldn't really go anywhere popular without being drowned in questions like, "What's up with the new chest Miss Fox?", or "Do you think your surging popularity has to do with your new body?", or even, "Hey is that a banana in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"
Because of boneheaded questions like this, Megan was currently in a more... Obscure part of town, at a bar where no one would recognize her. She opened the large door and immediately was face to face with a busty blonde server. Megan had almost no choice but to soak in the sight; breasts plumped up by a tight, low-cut t-shirt, slightly toned midriff showing, and a short enough skirt to show off some serious legs and make her ass large as possible. The girl tilted her head and smiled, "Hello, welcome to Tommy's bar, would you like a booth or at the bar."
Megan just smirked and confidently thrusted her large breasts forward, "Get me a table quick sweetie..."
The server was slightly surprised by the gorgeous woman's attitude, expecting such language from the male regulars, but not raven haired women. "O-Of course. Please come this way..." She pointed her to the dim corner of the bar and left her a drinks menu, "So we have-"
The celebrity just put her hand up, "Just get me a sleeve of Bud Light sweetie..."
Again the server was a bit shocked, but turned around to get her drink. Megan sighed back and leaned into the chair, it was time for another Curvoma pill. She fumbled the dispenser and got it out of her pocket to put on the table. Meanwhile though, she surveyed the bar, and was disappointed to see it had the clientele she was expecting. Sure there were a small handful of cute ladies besides the sexed-up servers, but right now, they seemed more occupied in having some after-work drinks then having a random, freaky hook-up.
She ran her soft fingers of the denim covering her crotch. Her cock was always a little hard now, and felt just so powerful all the time, like she could punch holes in steel with it. She sighed as she felt it twitch, every little movement it made felt
so
good, and she knew her rod deserved the best today, so she surveyed the bar closer to see anything of interest.
"Your beer..." The server nervously said as she placed a coaster and a glass of pale liquid down.
Megan looked up at the busty blonde and gave her another obvious look up and down, biting her lower lip, "Hmm, when do you get off work today?" She spread her legs wide, proudly showing her bulge.
The server went wide-eyed, "Oh I-I'm sorry I don't... You know... Swing that way..."
