Here's part 2 to MasonR-Ayin's commission while I continue to baby a bad cold 🤧

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“Ugh… my fucking head.” Casey stared at the ceiling as he laid in his bed babying one of the worst hangovers of his life. Today marked a week since that ‘mod’ threw his life into chaos and he was no closer to understanding what specific milestone it wanted him to reach before it would turn him back. “Improve and I’ll change you back,” Casey mocked what the program had typed out to him in his best faux robot voice, “what a load of rubbish.” He sat up, feeling the weight of his much larger tits shift from pinning his chest to his mattress to pulling his upper torso down as they rested on his lap. And speaking of laps, after a week straight of playing Guilty Gear Strive his hips had grown to enormous proportions as either side of his rear brushed against all the door frames in his apartment. On the bright side the near 5 inches of ass fat attached to his backside was rather comfortable to sit on but walking or moving in general was surely becoming a chore.

Casey groaned as he hoisted himself out of bed. He placed his hands on the back of the middle of his torso and stretched his back. His titanic tits sure did a number on his poor shoulders and back despite the added musculature of his new body. “I need a fucking drink.” He left his room, having to turn his waist to the side to avoid bumping into the door frame, and made his way to the kitchen where he threw the fridge open and grabbed a beer. He shut the fridge using his hips and made his way to the living room as he took a large chug of his drink to start the day. His living room was in a state of disarray, half way through the week he had destroyed his desk chair with the weight of his ever expanding assets and didn’t feel like forking over the cash to buy a sturdier one for more hefty people. So he decided to uproot his living room, moving his computer tower and accessories into the living room so he could grind out his long awaited victory over Guilty Gear.

He sat his beer down on the coffee table and made his way over to his TV. He bent over, feeling his breasts attempt to drag him down to the ground as he pressed the power button on his computer. “A couple more losses and they’re gonna be pressing into the ground,” He mumbled to himself as he stood up straight and made his way back to the couch. He grabbed his controller and plopped down into the middle of the couch, hearing it creak under his ridiculous weight. He had to sit in the middle of his three seater couch due to his plump ass spilling past the edges of the cushions but he did have to admit that the added mass and soft cushion of the couch did feel rather pleasant as he leaned back into the couch, giving his shoulders a rest as well. With his computer and TV on he swapped Steam over to big picture mode and launched Guilty Gear Strive for what he hoped was the last time.

As Casey waited for the game to load he heard the blip of Steam notifying him of a message as it popped up in the corner of his screen. ‘Playing it again I see.’ Man the Dan, also known as Daniel, messaged him. ‘Don’t you have work or something? You’ve been playing it for a week straight.’

Casey rolled his eyes as he queued up for an online match. He technically did have work but he was lucky enough to still have some vacation time that he originally didn’t have any plans on using and a boss who was rather understanding on letting him use it in place of sick time.

Steam blipped again as another message popped up in the corner of his screen. ‘You doing good? You haven’t been responding.’ Casey continued to ignore Daniel as the game finally found a match for him, Giovanna versus Bridget. ‘I’m gonna come check on you dude.’ Steam blipped once again. ‘Be there in a few.’

“Dude, I don’t need this right now.” Casey groaned as the match started, his focus no longer on the game. Internally he was panicking over how he was going to explain all of this to his friend but he continued on with his match all the same. He knew from unfortunate prior experience that the mod didn’t really care if he lost but instead checked for if he won a match. Didn’t matter if he was about to win and his internet went out, the mod saw he didn’t win and ballooned up his chest and rear all the same so he figured he’d at least attempt this first match despite his priority no longer being on the game and it showed. Lost zero to two, a clean sweep which he hadn’t experienced in awhile and just on que the matrix swirled around him briefly before being absorbed by his body. He stifled a moan as he felt his clothes grow tighter, digging into his flesh. No matter how much he grew his clothes always seemed to be just on the brink of tearing but they stayed at an ever present tight and uncomfortable size that pressed into his assets. “Mmgh~ Fuck… He’s gonna be here any-”

Knock Knock Knock “Are you in there?” Casey’s friend, Daniel, called through the front door. “I see some lights on. Are you doing okay Casey?”

“Shit!” Casey bolted up from the couch and looked frantically around his apartment as he tried to formulate a plan for getting his friend to leave. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! I- I can just pretend I’m not home right now. People leave the lights on sometimes, right?”

“Casey?” Daniel knocked on the door once again, “I’m going to let myself in. I’m worried about you man.”

“Shit!” The lock to the front door unlocked, Casey forgot he gave Daniel a spare key in case of emergencies and that decision was biting him in the ass right now “Wait! Don’t come in I’m-”

The door swung open and Daniel walked through. “You don’t get to ignore my messages and then- Holy fuck!”

“I know, I- Look…” Casey found himself blushing with embarrassment as he watched Daniel take in his new form. Casey hadn’t thought too much about it prior to this moment but being in Giovanna’s body with these curves was probably rather hot if he wasn’t the one dealing with their inconvenience. But with his friend gawking at him he brought one arm to cover the front of his breasts while he nestled the other arm underneath his bust. “I can explain.”

“Dude… DUDE!” Daniel shook his head clear and began stepping towards Casey. “You look just like Giovanna except…” His eyes wandered down from facing Casey’s face and glued them between Casey’s chest and waist. “Well… that.”

“Yeah… about that…” Casey sat Daniel down on the couch and explained what happened to him. He explained that he wanted to improve at the game so Daniel didn’t feel like he wasted his money but that some malware transformed him and cursed him until he ‘mastered playing as Giovanna.’ Of course Casey realized that Daniel was having a hard time focusing on what Casey told him as his eyes’ repeatedly wandered towards Casey’s exposed canyon of cleavage that spilled forth from his too small button up shirt. “Yo, did you even listen to a word I said?”

“Huh?” Daniel pulled his head up and looked Casey in the eyes, fawning innocence. “Yeah, yeah. You installed some cheat and you become sexier whenever you lose a match, right?”

“Well… yes, but I didn’t say sexier. Do you know how heavy these fuckers get?” Casey cupped his hands underneath his breasts and hoisted them up for emphasis. “You wouldn’t be so lax about all of this if you were the cursed one.”

“Mmm-hmm, whatever you say dude. Why don’t you hop on a match so I can see how you do. I might be able to give you some pointers and help you out!”

“What?” Casey felt his cheeks flush at the thought of his friend watching him blow up like a perverts sexdoll. “I mean… I’d rather just mull it out on my own. The curse is rather… embarrassing.”

“Pish-posh dude. I may not be a pro but I’ve played this game for a good while now. I bet we’ll have you back to normal in no time!”

Casey sighed, “Fine. I’ll play a few rounds so you can give me some pointers but that’s it.” He shifted his butt on the couch to face the TV and picked up his controller. He queued up for an online match, making sure to point out to Daniel that the game skipped over the character select screen. The first match went overall pretty well with Casey winning the first and last round while getting too overconfident in the second round and losing by a large margin.

“So it only happens if you lose the entire match? Not per round?”

“Yeah, if it punished me for every round lost I would’ve been pinned to the ground days ago.”

“I see. Plus you should also be doing Roman Cancels when able to. It’ll help out a considerable bit.”

“Dude, I’m not gonna lie I don’t know what a fucking Roman Cancel is.”

“It’s just animation cancelling.”

“Really?”

“Yup. You just gotta time it correctly.”

“Okay. I guess I can give it a shot.” Casey leaned forwards, resting his elbows on his legs, pressing his breasts between his legs and arms while Daniel leaned back into his corner of the couch. He loaded into another match, this time getting a clean sweep against his opponent as he played it much safer. He looked over to Daniel to see if he had any notes for him but he simply nodded at him. The third match however went significantly worse for Casey as his opponent rushed him down, nearly getting a clean sweep on him. “God dammit dude, don’t look!”

The screen flashed ‘Punishment’ as the matrix manifested itself, swirling around Casey before being absorbed into his rear and chest. “Fuck~ I told you to look away~!” Casey attempted to stifle his moan by biting his bottom lip but his arched back and grasping at the couch gave the feelings he was being subjected to away as his wells of flesh began to tingle. His breasts lurched forwards, causing multiple buttons on his shirt to give way as they were shot across the living room. Underneath him cracked as his bottom ballooned upwards, bouncing him ever upwards as the couch gave way under the sudden added weight. Casey plummeted ass first to the ground with Daniel toppling over onto his lap as the support underneath them splintered to pieces. Casey couldn’t help but yelp as Daniel’s hand flailed about and grabbed onto the first thing it collided with, his fingers digging into Casey’s supple and soft tit flesh. “Watch where you’re grabbing~!”

“Woah! I’m so sorry dude!” Daniel went to get off his friend, finding the only way to do so was to push off the squishy flesh that he couldn’t help but lightly squeeze.

Casey pathetically moaned as his friend shifted more weight onto his sensitive teat, his fingers wriggling between his folds of skin. “Careful~! They’re sensitive-~!” He couldn’t help but mewl as his friend's hand left his tit, leaving him a sprawled mess among the splintered wood and shreds of fabric which used to be his couch.

“Dude I am so sorry! I panicked and just grabbed onto whatever I could, I swear!” Daniel extended his hand down to Casey and helped him up to his feet.

“No, no, it’s fine. I get it.” With one hand Casey rubbed his sore bottom and meekly brought his other hand up to his breast to shield it. “I think it’s time for you to go. You saw what the damn curse does and gave me some pointers but I’m just done for the day man.”

“I- I can help you learn some combos! Maybe we can go over preferred matchups for her?”

Casey dismissed his friend with a wave of his hand as he turned away from him, unable to look him in the face. “Make sure to lock the door on your way out and I’ll shoot you a message when this is all over.” He took a few wobbly steps forwards and began making his way to his bedroom, ignoring Daniel who followed him and kept making excuses for why he hadn’t left yet. Now Casey’s plan was to simply slip into his room and lock the door behind him but his body had other plans in mind. He felt his breasts get squeezed by the door frame as he popped them through until THUD his hips collided with the door frame, now too wide to fit through. “What the?” Daniel, still hastily following behind him, bumped into Casey’s backside as he attempted to wriggle free using the door frame as leverage as he twisted his shoulders from side to side.

“- and if you just let me help you we can make you a pro at Giovanna!” Daniel rambled on.

“Daniel, I don’t care about that right now! I think I’m stuck in the door frame!”

“What?”

Casey sighed, slumping his shoulders and leaning against the door frame. “I think I’m stuck. Can you give me a little push?” Without so much as a notice Casey felt his friend's two hands rest on either of his butt cheeks as Daniel gave a quick and sudden shove. “Woah! Watch your hands!” Casey felt another hard shove against his backside.

“No can do, man!” Daniel stepped back before lunging into his friend, his hands sinking into an ass almost as soft as the handful of boob he got earlier. “There’s not really anywhere else I can grab a hold of.”

“Well can you-” Casey grunted as his friend's entire weight was pushed into two points on his rear, “- can you try something else? I don’t seem to be budging at all!” Daniels' hands left Casey’s butt but was followed by a suspiciously long bout of silence. “Everything good back there?”

“Yeah… I have an idea but I don’t know if you’re gonna like it!”

“Dude, if you think it’ll unstuck me then I don’t give a crap. Just do it!”

“Okay…”

Casey felt as Daniel reached around his waist, pushing his thumbs underneath the band of his pants as he suddenly yanked them down his legs. “What the!?” Daniel left his pants looped around his legs as he fished his thumbs now underneath the band of Casey’s panties. “What the fuck are you doing!? Daniel?!” With another sudden yank Casey felt Daniel pull his panties over his wobbling ass and down his legs, leaving him naked from the waist down. “Daniel!”

“Dude I can’t help it!” Daniel rested his hands palm open over Casey’s cheeks and began rotating them in a circular motion. “You’ve been taunting me all day! And,” Daniel reached underneath Casey and between his thighs, resting a hand over Casey’s groin, “you can’t tell me you don’t want this. You’re sopping wet down here.”

“That’s~” Casey couldn’t help but moan as his friend's hand brushed against his warm and slippery folds. “That’s from the growth though~!”

“Sshh. Plus I saw this work in a pron video once!”

Casey felt Daniels hands return to his ass cheeks as they disappeared into the mass of soft and jiggling flesh. His cavernous rear was peeled apart as Daniel spread his cheeks wide, exposing his puckered brown asshole to the cool air for the first time in days. “Fuck man!”

“Daniel?” Casey tried to look over his shoulders but all he managed to do was sway his hips, unintentionally alluring his friend. “Let’s not get too-” Where his cheeks once covered he now felt the warmth of Daniel’s body who was now pressed up close to Casey, his dick primed as it poked and prodded at his virgin asshole until- POP “hastey~!” The head of his shaft slipped on through and began stretching his tight hole.

“Fuck~ That’s tight~!”

In and out, in and out Daniel first slowly began pumping Casey’s ass, slowly picking up the pace. PLAP Daniel’s hips slapped against Casey’s back. PLAP PLAP His cock pushed further into Casey, contorting the inner walls of his ass to its eventual stretched state. PLAP PLAP PLAP “Slow down~!” Casey could feel his ass gaping as Daniel imprinted the exact length and girth of his penis in his rear as his feverous thrusts softly bruised his wobbling and quaking cheeks, his breasts swinging wildly just on the other side of the door.

“I’m sorry Casey~ I’m about to~!”

“Fuck~” Casey panted “Please don’t~” Daniel thrust into Casey with all his might, his shaft throbbing and engorging as it began spurting it’s hot seed into the cavity. POP With the last slam Daniel managed to dislodge Casey’s wide load from the door frame, toppling both of them forwards. Daniel rode atop Casey’s wobbling mountain of an ass as both reeled and trembled from their combined orgasm. “Hah~ ha~ hah~”

“Fuck man~” Daniel dismounted his friend, using his disjointed mass of flesh as support as he got to his legs. “Told you I could get you out~ Now how ‘bout I grab your PC and bring it in here and I’ll show you some combos?”

“That sounds good~”

“I’ll go grab it then.” SMACK Daniel playfully slapped Casey’s swell of flesh attached to his rear, sending it into another wobbling frenzy as he left the room to reorganize his friends' gaming electronics into his room. Maybe he could convince him to have a bit more fun before coaching him on general game awareness and gameflow.