Life was tedious. She woke up day after day, anticipating nothing but the brief happiness of seeing a friend, and crush, before it all became muddied in one girl's venomous personality. Hate proved too strong a word for that life, but dislike was too soft. She wasn't sure any emotion described it properly, she just went through the motions. A bit player in the background that wanted more, however no chance was provided.
Until one unique 'girl' came into the picture. They pulled her free of that toxic tedium and into a life she could never have imagined before. By their love, she found something more than being in the background, more than simply wanting more. She got it, maybe not under her own power, though that didn't matter. Only a fool turned down what she received. And only a bigger moron would complain or let it fall into yet another malaise.
"And I'm no moron," Rachel said to her reflection. Sure, her grades didn't reflect that statement well, being solidly in the middle last exam, but she wasn't concerned with academics. Higher education didn't intrigue her, only being the best futa for Carmen, keeping her happy and healthy. She needed it after all, being under so much pressure to share all that wonderful lust she'd kept bottled up for so long, not to mention that intellect was a burden all its own. That's why it fell to Rachel to be her supportive cum bucket and confidante whenever the need arose.
It was also why she may have overstepped her bounds. Though nothing happened as of yet, she was always aware of the third and fourth cocks hidden within her twin shafts, that being the only place she thought Carmen wouldn't discover them. A scrap of crumbled paper in her trash was responsible, though all it read was; 'grows two mini cocks inside current ones and will become Carmen Robin's perfect partner'. Yes, she'd stolen a page from the Futa Note under Carmen's nose, but she was secure in that decision. Her deception was all for her sake after all.
"I mean, I know I shouldn't be worried as I am," Rachel mused and stripped down. In her eyes, the body Carmen wrote for her already exemplified perfection. From its curves, the pout of her lips, her flawless, scarlet hair all but designed to be grabbed in the heat of sex, right down to her heavy genitalia that obscured her puffy snatch. All that on her petite frame just made it stand out beautifully.
"But I want to be perfect for you," she whispered, exchanging her reflection for Carmen's visage, "Everything you want in a person, a lover, a toy, a living condom... I want to be." She extended a hand and touched the cool mirror, though it quickly heated under her skin as flame erupted beneath the surface.
Eyes wide, she followed the flow along her arm to her breast. A moan slipped out, followed by more as the already huge shape consumed her belly, but it didn't reach her hips, pushed up by something else. Rachel bit her lips, shuddering at the fuller, softer sensation. A second pair of tits gracefully swelled into existence, just as pert and heavy and stunning as the original set. They grew to obscure her hips, but only temporarily as her lower-half expanded too.
Sunlight glimmered in her eyes, the heart rings sizzling as they forced her pupils into the same shape. Yet another symbol of Carmen's power at work in and outside her. She thrust her hips forward, cocks leaping out to smack into her mirror, which stood taller by the second as her arousal burgeoned. With it, her figure blossomed further.
"Carmen wants more," Rachel said, unsure just how she knew, only that she did. It was like her love's desires pumped through her mind in tandem with the beating of her heart, each throb ignited more growth, her body more than willing. A hiss left her mouth as her nipples pressed into the cool glass.
Pre-cum spilled down its bottom-half and pooled on the floor. Carmen was approaching, she could practically smell the futa's inescapable musk already. She needed to be ready for her arrival. Rachel fell to her hands and arched her ass high, moaning huskily at magnificent scale of it. Even with breasts massive enough to cover her groin, her hips expanded well beyond that with a rear like none other. This was always her greatest feature, now more so. She could hug Carmen between the cheeks as they fucked.
"Oh god!" Rachel whined as the swelling pooled in her holes. A droning grunt rumbled in her throat as she strained, a sensation like pushing with her kegels enveloping her being, then suddenly braking with a splat against her bed. She reached back and felt at her pussy and anus, finding both hugely puffed out with enough sensitivity to spark a micro-orgasm in her cunt. On quivering legs, she pushed up, the flame receding. Droplets of milk rolled down her four breasts to join a mess of pre and fem-cum on the floor.
"Perfect."
At a mere four-feet in height, her breasts were wider than she was tall. Broader than those, were her hips and ass, so erotically immense they spilled over the edges of her small double bed. She stroked her enlarged cocks, fingers no more than a blip on their size, while she kicked her legs, bouncing her balls and tits. None of her desire waned as she awaited Carmen's arrival.
She truly was the perfect lover for such a person. More than enough breast flesh to tit-fuck even her biggest cock, an asshole and cunt designed to milk and stretch however necessary, and the will to become anything more. What did Carmen want anyway? To fuck of course, but in what way. Rachel licked at her twin behemoths, trying to envision how best to please her. Then the bell rang.
It couldn't be helped that Leah was the one to answer the door. While the cow didn't quite measure up to her anymore, Rachel had only just grown into her enormity. Standing up almost toppled the mountain she'd become, though she found her balance before that by steadying herself on the bed. The Futa Note's power kept her from immobility, otherwise she'd have no chance of moving such weight on her own. She hefted a breast with both hands and cooed at its immensity.
She'd weigh them later. For now, she had to go downstairs and etch Carmen's reaction into her memory.
"Come on, just a couple loads? Please?" Leah asked.
"Sorry, Leah. I'm saving up for something special," Carmen said. Saving up? Rachel stumbled for a second, pussy clenching hard, walls grinding against one another. A thick dollop fell from her exposed folds with a splat. Both futanari looked upstairs at her, "There she is."
That fucking smile. Rachel hadn't exactly met Carmen prior the Futa Note's presence, though she had no memories of the futa being anything but black-haired, gorgeous goddess of a human, but she was sure that look would have swayed her from Zoey anyway. So bright, disarming, blinding even, and ripe with the promise of love, and sex to shame the entirety of Pornhub. Not to mention a pregnancy to make litters seem pathetic.
Her eyes thinned as the smile widened. A heat welled up in Rachel's abdomen. She tried touching it, but was completely shut out by her breasts, though she didn't need to feel it to know where the heat came from; her womb. Undoubtedly, she, and many others, were already pregnant. A single drop of Carmen's seed in them sufficed, which didn't mean that was the end of things. Rachel had read more than a few pregnant fetish stories where nothing stopped further impregnation.
