Riley Gendreau
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Object transformation: A Call Girls Big Breasts
🕑 Added 2024-02-04 01:37:46 +0000 UTCUncensored version: https://www.patreon.com/posts/object-call-big-97807317
Issac was a fifty-nine-year-old man, who’s been divorced five times. Now the reason for this was because he would often cheat and hire call girls to service him. Despite this ruining four marriages, he once again did it on his fifth.
Now he spent most nights alone until he had enough money to hire another girl so he could have some fun. Tonight was one of those nights, and it was a particularly good one as his favorite call girl was apparently desperate for work and offered him a discount.
He cleaned himself up, shaved his balls to look bigger downstairs hopped into his car, and headed to their usual spot. When he arrived he started to move his car seat backwards to make room for both of them, but the girl had other plans.
She invited Issac up to her apartment to use their bed. Issac was excited, that would be much better than doing it in his small car. He walked up several flights of stairs, which was a workout itself for him, and entered her apartment.
When he entered the apartment he began to look around but was hit on the back of the head. He fell to the floor and passed out. When he woke up his arms were tied behind his back and all his ex-wives were standing around him.
They all scolded him for being a sex addict and they were here to punish him for hurting all of them by cheating. He was so confused about what they were planning to do to him, especially since the call girl was naked on the bed.
He tried to ask, but they said he’d soon find out. Two of his ex-wives grabbed him from behind and moved him over to the bed where the call girl was sitting on her knees in the nude. They then pulled out a piece of paper and told Issac to read it.
He refused at first, but they literally twisted his arms, and the pain convinced him to read it. As he read it, his body began to feel strange but he was so focused on reading he didn’t see his body starting to vanish.
Once he finished it, his ex-wives pushed him into the call girl's cleavage. He was actually excited about that part and was surprised he didn’t have an erection from it, but when his vision came back things were strange.
He was looking towards the door of the call girl's apartment and was clearly on her bed. The strange parts were, that his ex-wives were gone, he couldn’t move, and he felt really heavy and squishy. That was when he saw the call girl's hands approach his face.
She began to speak directly to Issac in a strange way. She asked him how he felt. He tried to answer but found himself unable to speak. The call girl giggled and said if he was trying to respond it was impossible as breasts don’t have a mouth so they can't speak.
Issac was very confused now, but then the call girl placed her hands over his eyes and started to see them. She moaned a bit as she squeezed and played around with Issac, then laughed when she said he was likely enjoying this more than her.
Which was true, his whole body was exploding with pleasure. His body felt so sensitive and it was a similar feeling to when he cummed. She then finished explaining the situation to him, apparently his ex-wives paid her a lot of money to let him become her massive breasts.
She said she wasn’t sure exactly how something about magic, but they said he’d be able to hear, see, smell, and even taste anything that touched her breasts, and on top of that even the simplest touch is like an orgasm.
Issac was shocked, was she telling the truth had his ex-wives really turned him into her breasts? Despite not being able to talk to her, the call girl seemed to understand her and likely wouldn't believe her, so she pulled out her phone and turned the camera on.
She pointed it at her chest and Issac watched as she pinched her nipple, and when he received a wave of pleasure at the same time he knew she was telling the truth. If he could jump with joy he would have, he was a pervert deep down, and the chance to be a pair of breasts was amazing.
He couldn’t wait to have her clients touching her breasts and filling him with pleasure all day every day. What was his ex-wife thinking, this was a dream come true not a punishment. The call girl rubbed Issac one more time and asked him if he was ready to help her with work today.
She then said his ex-wives had paid her a second large sum of money to do something else. Issac figuring how bad their first punishment was, figured this one was going to make this experience even better, but he was wrong.
His ex-wives had paid her enough money to cover letting two hundred men fuck her tits for free, so that’s what they’d be doing nonstop until she hit two hundred. Issac was confused for a second until he realized what that meant.
Two hundred guys would be rubbing their cocks all over him, and the call girl said he could feel and taste things so it would basically be like he had their cocks in his mouth. The call girl laughed and said there was a third part as well, that she wasn’t all that excited for.
A final additional payment was made to her in exchange for not showing until she was done, and that included all the cum those two hundred guys would be spreading all over her breasts. So not only would Issac be tasting it the whole time, but he’d also get to taste and feel it as it dried all over him.
Issac began to freak out a bit and was demanding to be let go, as he didn’t want to service a man in any way, the magic of being breasts was now ruined and he didn’t want to be here, but as the call girl said, he can’t speak.
No one was coming to his rescue, but with the sound of the door opening, someone would soon be cumming to his pleasure. A man entered the room, the call girl explained a bit of the situation including how the session was comped if he fucked her tits.
Free sex was always a great deal, and he accepted. He climbed onto the bed and laid on his back. The call girl climbed on top of him and unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Once his cock was exposed the call girl grabbed Issac, and in turn her breasts and pulled them apart.
She got the man's cock in between her breasts and let go, now Issac was wrapped around this man's cock. The call girl used her mouth to stimulate the tip until it started to precum enough that she could use it to lube the shaft.
Issac was mentally gaging on the taste and feeling of touching his cock, all while being ashamed at how much pleasure he was forced to experience because of it, then since the call girl lubed the shaft, she began to bounce her breasts up and down it.
The first of two hundred titjobs had begun. Issac was now hard at work jerking off cocks just to be rewarded with globs of cum. By the end of it all, he’d completely lost himself to the pleasure and completely turned around from hating it.
He now begged for more constantly, all he ever thought about was being grouped and cummed on by big strong men, and on some rare fun days, the call girl he was attached to would give another titjob and Issac would have a great day.
His ex-wives had thought about releasing him after he finished the two hundred titjobs, but when they went to see the call girl to do so they learned she had completely forgotten who they were, so they figured she forgot that Issac was in her breasts.
So his ex-wife decided to leave him there since she didn’t seem to mind having him. They figured it was for the better anyway since he’d likely just get married, cheat, and break another poor woman's heart.
So Issac stayed a large pair of breasts for as long as the call girl lived. Little did he know that he was more than just her physical breasts, for when she died, he remained alive in her chest as her breast implants. It was quite the fate, one now deprived of any human contact, perhaps he should have just stayed loyal to one of his wives and lived a happy life with them.
