Author's Note: A big Thank You to Kelly C for editing this story! I think it is the best of my submissions to date and I hope the editing has helped with the errors notable my previous work. Enjoy!
It was a sunny summer day and a pleasantly cool breeze blew over Emma as she was helping her granddad dig in his yard. She was on summer break from the local university and spent a lot of time with him. When Emma was ten her parents had died in a car crash and she moved in with her grandparents. Emma's grandma had died two years ago which encouraged her decision to go to college locally, allowing her to stay close to her grandfather even though all her close friends went out of state. The fact that her parents left her a four room apartment in an 18th century building on the north side of downtown had a little something to do with it as well.
Emma had realised early on that she was a lesbian, she had tried to date guys a couple of times to try to conform to the rest of the girls in school but the boys just didn't do anything for her. Her first experience with the fairer sex had been with her best friend growing up, what had started as kissing practice had soon developed into a real relationship. This coupling ended when the girls turned fifteen and Emma's best friend had to move with her parents to another state, leaving Emma heartbroken and longing for a new relationship. This culminated in her making an ill-advised move on one of the popular girls at a party, ostracising her from the in-crowd and forcing her to spend the last years of high school as an outsider. When she was sixteen she told her grandparents that she was a lesbian and they embraced it wholeheartedly, making Emma love them all the more.
Emma had turned to the track-team after her embarrassing episode at the party, turning her pent up lust, frustration and anger into energy fueling her as she ran. Emma was now an athletic brunette 20 years old, she was a bit taller then average at 5 feet 10 inches. She had a toned and tanned physique from her years on the track-team with long slender legs and a very nice ass but she was pretty flat-chested. She often dressed in a tomboyish manner but still tried to accentuate her legs and ass, she had a short and messy haircut that highlighted her high cheekbones.
After blowing her unruly hair out of her face Emma lifted a boulder, she noticed something glimmering beneath and after dumping the boulder in the wheelbarrow she got down on her knees to pick the shiny object up. After some careful excavation she found herself holding a beautiful and elaborate metal bracelet. Emma realised that it was very old and probably should be donated to a museum but something about it captivated her and Emma ran excitedly to the house to clean up the bracelet to try it on. After washing it and making it gleam she saw that it was made of silver crafted in the form of two serpents with emerald eyes. It was made to spiral the wearer's forearm in a criss-cross pattern from elbow to wrist with the heads of the serpents meeting at the wrist with their necks crossing.
Emma was entranced by the beauty of the bracelet and eagerly slid her right hand through the spirals, amazed at how well it fit. As she stood there admiring it a glow began to emanate from its emerald eyes. The serpents suddenly came alive and wrapped tightly around her forearm and opened their mouths wide to sink their metal fangs deep into veins of her wrist. Before she could even react her mind shifted and suddenly she was in what must have been a dream standing in front of two giant serpents, the same silver serpents that were wrapped around her arm in real life. As she stood there, terrified and confused, the serpents spoke as one.
"We are gods of fertility and change and in the bracelet you are wearing some of our power is instilled. You can change your body and appearance at will. If you touch a person you can gain a complete imprint of their personality, memories and physique so you will have the ability to change into them at any time. The only thing we claim in return is the orgasmic energy from you and your lovers which is something you won't even notice. If you miss-use the power we have granted you, you will be punished. We will not appear to you again but we will always be at your side, the bracelet is now a part of you and you can not remove it without dying. Fare well!"
Emma woke from her dream just a second after the bite and as she sat down dumbfounded on the nearest chair she realised that the fear she had felt as the bracelet came to life had completely dissipated. She somehow knew that everything the serpent gods had told her was true and she accepted it without question. The bracelet seemed to be grafted to her skin now and flexed smoothly with her muscles when she rotated her hand. Eager to test what the bracelet could do she looked down on her small bra-less a-cup breasts, her biggest disappointment with her own body. First she just thought about the change and nothing happened but as she focused they started growing, slowly at first, then faster and faster until she was a solid c-cup. As she made her tits grow she realised that any action with the bracelet had to be a conscious act of will, as moving your arm opposed to thinking about moving your arm. She was now threatening to rip her tight t-shirt, large stiff nipples almost poking through. As her breasts grew she felt herself growing wet, an unexpected side-effect of the bracelet's power. Emma stared down at herself with a big grin plastered on her face until she realised that she was risking being caught by her granddad and shrank her chest back. This left her t-shirt loose over her again tiny breasts as she headed out to finish the day's work so she could head home and explore her new-found powers properly.
To help with the progress on the herbal garden they were preparing she concentrated on her entire body, making it more ripped and muscled and then she focused on her hands, making them bigger and stronger. With her new body the work went very fast and since her grandpa had poor eyesight he failed to see the subtle changes in her body. Emma's mind already buzzed with the incredible possibilities the bracelet gave her but she remembered what the Serpent Gods had said about abusing her powers. She figured that as long as she did what felt morally right to her she would be in the clear. After she was done with the garden she changed her body back to normal and hugged her grandfather good bye and headed to her car. As soon as she got in to the car she made her breasts grow to a d-cup and then she drove, hot and horny, the half hour drive home. As she drove she was feeling herself up the whole time, hefting the unfamiliar weight and twisting, pulling and pinching her nipples. It was a miracle that she arrived home in one piece!
When she arrived at her apartment she ran into the shower and tore off her clothes to admire her new breasts and see if she wanted to change anything else. Her breasts were round, perky and perfect and Emma just stood for several minutes just caressing herself, feeling their weight. She could even bring the nipples to her mouth to suck on, an incredible new feeling. After a while she looked over the rest of her body, she gave her hips a bit more flare to compensate for her now huge breasts and removed all hair from her entire body and made her skin softer and more sensitive. Emma also made her already pouty lips a bit more bee-stung.
After this she stepped in to the shower to wash the grime of gardening from her now perfect body. Emma was still incredibly horny, more turned on then she could ever remember being, probably a direct cause of the bracelet. After washing the soap off she sat down in the shower and lifted her right breast to her mouth and started to suck and nibble, then she took her other nipple and started pinching and twisting it with her left hand, the combination of pleasure and pain almost pushed her over the edge without even touching her pussy. Her right hand caressed her incredibly smooth belly and then quickly found its way down to her sopping wet pussy. Emma spread her lips and gently massaged her clit, coaxing it from its hood and then gently circling it with her fingertip before milking the stem like a little cock. Emma felt very hot and wanted to be filled hard and fast. She pushed two fingers in deep to rub her g-spot, pounding herself furiously and slapping her clit with her palm on every in-stroke. Emma felt the walls of her pussy starting to spasm and bit down hard on the nipple in her mouth and pulled the other one as far from her body as it would go and came hard, screaming around her breast and squirting against the shower door. She stared in surprise at the shower door, she had never squirted before and was amazed by the power of her orgasm.
