Hard Coded
Part 3 - Chapter 3
Jayden wanted to peek back out at Sam, but his fluttering heart was filled with too much anxiety. It was happening, it was
finally
happening. By all measures of reality none of this should have been remotely possible, and thinking about it
"finally"
happening seemed downright ridiculous. Yet here he was: getting ready to let his best friend and life-long crush fuck his butt with her giant futa cock...
It still didn't sound right as he said it in his head. He couldn't bring himself to form the words aloud either. He was worried that saying them aloud might snap the spell, make the dream end and he'd wake up realising it had all been a fantasy conjured by staying up too late drawing hyper porn again.
Jayden shook his head, clearing away the pessimism as he started to rummage through his drawers. He kept his lube around here somewhere, he'd only bought a new bottle a month or so ago. He spotted it under his computer desk and crawled under to grab it, banging his head on the underside as he extricated himself. The screens on his PC lit up as the mouse came back to rest and he saw the program still open in one of the windows, it was showing his stats, the last few that he'd edited while in this room. Without touching anything the window changed, the contents shifted, and a deep sense of foreboding set itself in his stomach as he knew that in the living room Sam had just made changes to him without telling him what they were.
Part of Jayden wanted to be concerned, she had made an alteration to him without his consent of course, but on the other hand he couldn't help but be excited at what she might have planned for him.
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Sam finished her changes, figuring she'd left Jayden in suspense for long enough. She'd held herself back in some aspects; they had all night after all, and it was always better to build up to the main event rather than blow all the best surprises right at the start. All she had to do was hit save and all these changes would apply to her. There was a deep temptation to do it right now, then walk in and give Jayden the surprise of his life, but she figured he deserved to see what she'd been cooking up personally.
Approaching the bedroom door, Sam made her footfalls as audible as possible. She paused outside for just a moment, smirking at the fact that just this would be teasing Jayden out of his mind. Letting the moment stew for just a little longer, Sam gently eased the door open and slipped in. Jayden was sitting on his bed, bottle of lube in a quivering hand
"Didn't I ask for you to be bent over?" Sam pouted playfully.
Jayden looked up a little sheepishly, "Yeah, well when I was looking for the lube, I kinda," he gestured to the open window on his desktop, "I saw you messing with some things."
Sam let her pretend pout twist into a wry grin. "Nothing you didn't do to me, don't worry." She raised the laptop, finger poised dramatically, "trust me Jayden, you're going to be glad I made you stretchy."
Sam hit the save button and tossed the laptop aside before the sensations could hit her. Sam clenched up as she felt her muscles tense up. She had been hoping that this might happen in stages, but she had to close her eyes to outside stimulus as she felt her entire body boil. It felt like her skin was fizzing and her bones were creaking. Mundane sensations were amplified tenfold as her brain tried to cope with the new nerves that hadn't existed a moment prior. She wished she could have watched, but for now she would just have to settle for the feeling of ecstasy that underpinned the entire experience.
But Jayden... Jayden watched in amazement, and couldn't decide what part of her transformation to focus on first.
Her boobs, that's where he'd go first. Sam's breasts had once been a big, perky E-cup, but now they grew, engorged, expanded outwards. Her pert tits started to sag slightly as they gained weight and mass, but still by any reasonable metric most would have considered them gravity defying. What once had been nice handfuls now extended down towards her stomach and projected outwards.
If they had been big before, now they were absolutely huge. Easily bigger than her head, if not encroaching on twice as big... but no that couldn't make sense, if they were that huge now they'd be covering her abs, and her abs were...
Her abs were plain to see, and they were rock hard. Her muscular definition had been ramped up beyond whatever gains she had ever achieved before. Each muscle seemed to flex and clench individually as they settled into their new state of definition. All fat from her stomach had been stripped away, and without the context of the program someone could be forgiven for thinking that it had all been transferred to her breasts. And yet at their new enormous size it didn't make sense why Jayden could still see her abs?
Then he let his gaze pull backwards and take in Sam anew. He hadn't realised it while he had been so locked in on her new delicious, meaty tits, but Sam had gotten taller. At a guess Jayden estimated somewhere close to a whole foot taller but he couldn't be sure. She was well over 6 feet tall at this point though, and now that Jayden could see the whole picture he could appreciate just how much more muscular Sam had made herself. Her biceps bulged as she involuntarily flexed her arms, as if getting comfortable with the new figure she had granted herself.
While perhaps not on the level of a life long bodybuilder, each muscle was perfectly defined like she had just stepped from the page of a biology textbook of muscular physique. Circling his eyes around what he was leaving for last, Jayden took in her legs too. God he wanted to be between them. Cliche though it may have been, Jayden wanted nothing more to have his head squeezed between those giant thighs, her muscles perfectly padded by a firm layer of fat that Jayden wanted to lavish with his tongue for hours.
Her hips flared wide from her waist which barely needed anything more doing to it as it was, but her whole silhouette formed a perfect, Amazonian hourglass.
And then there was her cock.
Jayden couldn't lie to himself, he was intimidated.