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There it was, sitting just behind an easily bypassable barrier and within a glass display case was a recently discovered fertility idol that was found in an archeological dig site near a small village in Kuwait. Now James was a huge archeology nerd, hell it was what he was majoring in at his university, so he would’ve wanted to see this thing in person regardless but he’d be lying to himself if he didn’t have… other reasons. Thanks to fringe online forums and discussion boards there were rumors that the archeologist who had discovered this fertility figurine had swapped genders upon coming into contact with it. Other rumors stated that they now sported a figure close to the idol's proportions, plump rear, swollen baby filled belly, and massive breasts to match. And something about those rumors scratched an itch in James' deeply perverted self. Jame’s heart beat in his chest like war drums as he checked for security and, upon not seeing anyone present, stepped over the barrier. “God… it’s right there. Why shouldn’t I?” He placed his hands on both sides of the glass and began slowly, carefully lifting it off.

“Hey!” Someone shouted from behind James. “You can’t touch that!”

But James didn’t care, he had already come this far so he might as well pull the pin on this metaphorical hand grenade he was holding. With haste he removed the glass lid in its entirety but as he did he bumped the idol over and into a freefall for the floor. “No!” James reached for the clay figurine, leaning over the base of the display piece and successfully catching it in his hands. But his sudden burst of momentum carried him over the podium sending him and everything else around him to the ground. Glass shattered, bits of clay and plastic went scattering across the tile floor.

“Sir! I told you not to touch the-…” The security guard had run up to James and was about to tell him off but what he saw bewildered him. The young adult laying on the ground in an unzipped hoodie, plain t-shirt, and jeans was changing rather rapidly before his very eyes. “Are you okay sir? I mean… what the hell?”

“Yeah,” James groaned as he sat up and brushed shards of glass from his clothes, “Just a bit bruised is all.” But as the pain of falling on his ass subsided James began to feel the effects the security guard had already begun to witness. His clothes became loose as his overall figure became smaller, his skin grew soft and smooth, and the hair growing from his scalp brushed down his back as it grew at an accelerated rate. His entire body burned in an unnatural way as if his libido and sensitivity had both been cranked well past 11. His hands bolted to his groin as a sudden dull, aching pain in his groin changed to a demanding tingling sensation as his manhood shrivelled up and disappeared within him, leaving him with a womanly slit nestled between two soft mounds of flesh. “Ugh~ That felt weird…~” Even his voice raised in pitch to match his new body. That dull aching pain soon formed behind his chest before too delanded his attention as sensitive fat and mammary glands formed behind his nipples which had grown puffy and sensitive. His new boobs ballooned up, tenting his now loose shirt as he went from completely flat chested to now sporting a respectable, perky pair of C cup tits. “Shit~” Despite making a scene and knowing better the intense need in his newly formed sensitive bits was overwhelming as he began furiously masturbating.

“Uhh… sir? Or… ma’am, er… do you need help?” The security guard paused, still hesitant to approach the man turned woman. “You can't be doing that in public?”

“Hah~ hah~ I can't stahp~” No matter how deep James fingers penetrated his fresh pussy they never went deep enough to satisfy the immense, demanding itch deeper within him. “Oh?~” His body began burning more intensely within his womb, breasts, and now his hips. His hips began straining against his pants, tearing them at the seams as his lower half became perfect for birthing children. Meanwhile his breasts surged in size again and filled with milk which his animalistic groping of his own chest sent streaks of milk across the tile floor of the museum. By now a crowd had begun to form around him filled with looks of disgust and judgement cast directly at him. “Don't look!~” Now unlike his hips and tits which had some of that intense burning sensation subside his womb only seemed to burn brighter and brighter, almost as if it was demanding something from him. “Help~ It won't- Gah~ stahp!~”

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James, better known as Jamie now, strolled across the campus grounds of his university with her hand gently rubbing her extended belly. It had been a few months since she had ‘accidentally’ been cursed by breaking a fertility idol and she had adjusted well to her new life. She had initially gotten into some pretty deep trouble and was going to be arrested on the spot but that was until a small team of researchers gave her an option; let them study and examine her new body and she’d get off scot free and even be able to attend her normal classes and go on living her life. She obviously chose the latter. Once free from repercussions she quickly made quite a name for herself on campus by being an easy, very desperate lay, who was insatiable in bed. She in fact lost count of how many lucky guys she had let fertilise her womb.

Since getting knocked up dozens of times that intense drive within her womb had become manageable but the itch and need was ever present. Her body also adjusted in other ways, especially in regards to her ever growing breasts which were now swollen and brimming with milk. She didn’t even try to hide the ever flowing stream of milk which careened itself through the air, from her dinner plate areolas and nipples who’s girth were comparable to that of your average carrots it sprayed through her shirt and onto the sidewalk and grass.

“Oh my god,” Jamie heard someone mutter from behind her. “It’s that slut everyone’s talking about.”

She turned her head to see two prudish, kinda dorky boys judging her from the shade of a brick wall. And though she should’ve felt shame from their gross comments she instead felt a fire ignite in her chest and womb as she simply had to overcome this challenge which had presented itself and add their seed to her collection. She began walking over to them, confident that a closer whiff of her potent pheromones would be enough to win them over but it seemed like she had overestimated the two of them.

“Shit! She heard us!” The other guy whispered to his friend. They were both in a cold sweat, nervous as this goddess of a woman confidently sauntered her way right in front of them.

“I heard what you said.” Jamie made a show of placing her hands on her hips, accentuating it with a quick bounce on her toes to jiggle her assets. “You know,” She leaned in close to the cowering boys. “Both of you boys are rather cute. If you want to apologize for your comment you can always make it up to me.~” She grabbed a pen from one of their notebooks and scribbled her dorm number onto their arms. “You know where to find me.~” She twirled and walked away from them, satisfied with a job well done. The more she thought of letting those two nerds have their way with her body the more her ovaries throbbed but they’d have to be patient and wait until she was done with her classes to be satisfied.