Overview:
The married couple end up getting into some kinky stuff they never thought they would do.
Warning:
This story contains breast expansion, throat pie, and nipple penetration. Nothing is forced or painful, but if you think that is weird or offensive, please stop reading now. Sorry for any spoiling what might come, but for those that want out, now you know.
Disclaimer:
The following contains explicit erotic scenarios, most of which are not physically possible! All characters are willing consenting adults. All situations are completely fictional, and any perceived connection to any real-life individuals or situations is entirely coincidental.
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As Monica walked into her home, she was still trying to come to terms with what had happened earlier that morning. She found it difficult to focus at work all day after the body altering sex she had with Nick in the morning. Monica hurried upstairs, eager to take off her clothes and replace them with something more comfortable, needing to free her large breasts from the tight top she struggled with all day. She was curious if the magic mirror could make her bust more manageable but was nervous. She wanted Nick to come home and try it together in case something went wrong. Once she slipped into in a cozy pair of shorts and a stretchy tank top, she headed downstairs to pour herself a glass of wine. Nick came in just as Monica filled her glass. She asked, "Do you want a glass too?" But Nick simply took her hand and pulled her up to the bedroom.
"We have to see what this mirror can do," he said as he yanked Monica upstairs. His urgency caused Monica to nearly spill her wine as they hurried toward the bedroom.
"First, I must make these breasts smaller." Said Monica.
"What?" Nick blurts out.
"Oh, you don't want to see these go...?" Monica teased.
"Well, you look great with them." Said Nick.
"My breasts are too large. They've been hurting all day." Said Monica, picking up the mirror,
"If I can make them smaller and know that I'm not stuck in this situation, maybe you can have them large temporarily for fun time."
"Okay, fair." Said Nick.
Monica pointed the mirror at her chest, saying, "I want smaller breasts." Instantly, a ripple formed on the mirror, and as it cleared, Monica saw her tight tank-top stretch a little less, but some large DD-sized breasts remained.
"Well, it works," Nick said, looking pleased with the results.
"It didn't work. This isn't what my body looked like before," Monica replied.
"They are smaller. You need to be more specific. Otherwise, the mirror will do whatever it wants," Nick advised.
"What it wants? It's kinda creepy to think the mirror wants me to have large breasts," Monica said, confused.
"I want C-cup sized breasts. These are still too heavy," Monica declared, her voice rising with frustration.
The mirror rippled again, and Monica's breasts shrunk, and it felt like they disappeared. She quickly grabbed her chest through her tank-top, relieved to find them full in her hand. But they were so light, something was off. She pulled off the top, revealing her C-cup (practically D-cup) breasts, which were perky and tear-shaped. Nick stared at them, his eyes never leaving her chest. Monica jumped in place a little, letting her breasts bounce as she smiled. The weight felt nonexistent, and she marveled at how freeing it was. Nick maintained a fixed gaze, his jaw dropping in awe as he watched his wife put on a show.
"I'm getting the hang of this," Monica said.
"If they are this light, I might let them be a bit bigger," she added with a wink.
"Ok, Let's see what this mirror can do," Nick said, placing it back on the dresser, just as it was the first time.
Monica cocked her head and stared at Nick with a look of "don't make me regret this."
Nick placed his hands on his knees, bringing him to eye level with Monica's chest.
"I wish Monica's breasts would double in size," Nick said as he stared intently, but nothing happened.
Nick looked over at the mirror, puzzled. It still faced them. He couldn't see his reflection, but it worked fine like that this morning.
"Odd, let me try. I want my breasts one cup size larger," Monica said, not needing to check the mirror because she could feel the change start.
Her breasts bulged out into Nick's face as he hoped, but the change was modest. "Oh, come on!" Nick burst out, frustrated.
He grabbed Monica's large D-cup, borderline DD-cup breasts.
"This is amazing for sure, but why won't the Mirror listen to me?" Nick vented.
He lowered his head again close to Monica's rack, as if he were talking to them. He shook them in his hands slightly and he said, "I just wanted to see these glorious breasts big enough to bury my face in, but still light so they'd be uncomfortable. Wait. Better than that. They should actually please you when they're large. I want them to be like two big pleasure centers that get you off when they're rubbed,"
"I think you went overboard," Monica said.
Nick dropped his face into Monica's cleavage. "It's not listening to me anyway," he mumbled. On the contrary, Monica was well aware it was working. She felt the changes come slowly while Nick rambled on about his wild wishes. The Mirror's glass moved more intensely than before, and Monica's chest swelled rapidly. Each wave of the glass was in unison with the pulsing through Monica's breasts, and Nick could feel them swelling in his hands as the growth stretched out his fingers.
Nick marveled as something was indeed happening after all. He drove his head between the swelling tits he couldn't ignore. Squeezing them into his face, he shook his head slowly back and forth. As they grew, they squished into the sides of his face, pushing his hands farther apart. Monica began to pant, overwhelmed by the intensity. Her growing rack was warm and tingling. The feeling was similar to when Nick would play with her nipples, though now he was only rubbing the sides and wiggling his head in her cleavage. Her huge tits finally stopped growing, each now the size of Nick's head. He was in complete darkness as he squeezed them around his face. A jolt of pleasure shot through Monica's entire body as she felt the movement across the new nerves of her enlarged breasts.
"They are so sensitive. Your touch is driving me crazy," Monica whispered, her voice trembling with desire.
"It really does feel that good just rubbing them?" Nick asked, unable to hide his amazement, as he pulled his head from the cavern of tit flesh.
Now finally seeing the results of his request, Nick pressed the two melon-sized breasts together and began rubbing them gently. Monica's head tilted back as she cooed softly, lost in the moment.
"How did it work this time? I just don't get it," Nick said, his voice filled with confusion.
"I think you have to be touching me," Monica said, "like it's channeled through me."
"Oh, I bet your right, so the Mirror is kinda paired to you," Nick replied.
"Well, now that this has worked, there is something I've always wanted to try," he said, glancing at her with a mischievous grin before pulling down his pants to reveal his almost fully erect member.
"Lay back," he instructed, watching as Monica complied.
As Monica lay on the bed, Nick straddled her and pressed his cock between her epic-looking tits still swaying from Monica's movement to the bed. He squeezed them around his giant cock, sliding it up and down pleasuring them both.
Monica's mouth opened slightly as she gasped from the overwhelming sensations. Her body trembled with every movement. It was like they were dry humping, but instead of Monica feeling it in her crotch, the sensations were coming solely from her engorged rack.
The friction however, was starting to become a problem. The tip of Nick's dick was lubed from pre-cum dripping out, but it wasn't enough for all 14 inches of his shaft. Monica winced slightly as pleasure turned to pain, and began sitting up. Nick backed up, kneeling in front of her while pulling his cock out of her tits.
"This is not going to work," she said as she grabbed his cock and lowered her mouth down on it.
There was no way she was going to be able to squeeze all of him into her mouth, but she did try.
