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Mike laid motionless on the cold and damp floor unable to do much but listen to the girly moans of his drunk friend who seemed intent on waterboarding him with a constant stream of hsi breastmilk. “What the hell has that pervert been doing these last what? Ten - Fifteen minutes?” He still had no idea what he was but he had surmised that at the very least he had somehow turned himself into some sort of absorbent object due to the lack of movement, certain senses, and the milk which felt stuck in his body.
“Agh~ Women have it so much better~.” Jake moaned and mewled. He wasn’t so much as sitting on the couch as he instead slumped further in his spot, his back perpendicular to the bottom cushion as his shoulders rested against the back. One of his hands dug deep into his exposed breasts, fingers gripping with all their might at his soft flesh as his other hand was now nestled underneath his boxers with two fingers slipping in and out of his moist pussy. His face was hot and blushed in part to his impromptu masturbation session but mostly because the alcohol that was in his system was running rampant in his much smaller form. “Mike~? Are you sure you don’t want to give it a shot~?”
“What!? No! Get your head outta the gutter and turn me back!”
“Hah~ hah~ What else can this thing do?” Jake grabbed the phone and began scrolling through the options in his drunken, post orgasm haze. “Change the target back to me. Let’s see- Ooh! I always loved her from My Hero Academia! And…” His brain churned as he scrolled upon something peculiar in the app. He knew Mike had used it to change back to normal as he had to unselect Mika as the target but he also had to unselect the ‘skimpy concierge outfit’ which was under the inanimate clothing category. “Wait… Mike? Where did you-?” Jake fixed his posture and sat up straight on the couch before looking about the apartment’s living room for Mike, eventually finding him at his feet soaked in his sweet and creamy breast discharge. “Oh!”
“Took you long enough and hey, I didn’t do this on purpose!”
Unaware of his friends' silent bargaining and under the thralls of the alcohol coursing through his petite body Jake’s mind slowly put two and two together. “Oh… Oh! Let me just…” He tapped the apply button and after a short burst of white light was transformed from his busty and blonde self to the spitting image of his favorite My Hero Academia character, Rumi Usagiyama. He got up from the couch and sent his phone accidentally clattering to the floor as his focus was solely on his friend turned skimpy concierge outfit which he bent down and picked up from the milk covered floor. He held Mike gingerly between his fingers and gently stretched him between them so he could take in his cloth body. He knew he should change Mike back to normal, especially after changing him to a busty blonde girl against his will but he felt his face grow red and flustered as another idea cropped into his mind.
“Why are you stretching me? Change me back Jake-!” Mike went from being stretched and pulled between Jake’s hands to crumpled up again as he was laid down on the coffee table. He thought it was so Jake could go through the app and change him back but Jake seemed to have other plans.
“Fuck, dude. I promise I’ll change you back after this.” Jake’s heart beat in his chest as he loomed over Mike, disrobing his ill-fitting shirt, jeans, and boxers from his half lagomorph, half human body. I mean… it wasn’t his fault Mike turned himself into such a sexy looking outfit! Right? Now standing nude in his living room he picked up Mike once again but rather than simply inspecting him he unclasped the straps connected the two piece outfit.
“Woah! That feels weird Jake! What are you doing?”
Jake’s cheeks burned in anticipation as he bent over, his bunny ears drooping down with his hair as he stepped through the bottom piece of Mike. He gingerly began tugging the red skirt up his legs and past his hips, stretching the milk stained cloth thin over his generous curves until the waistband sat snuggly beneath his cottontail.
“Jake?” Mike felt himself being manhandled and jerked about by his friend, unaware of what was to come. He felt some skin brush past the inner part of his new form before he was jerkily moved upwards. “Jake!? What are you doing?” He was pulled taut, soft flesh pressing into him as he was pulled over his friend's ass and left to hold onto his waist.
“Gosh that looks cute on me.” Jake grabbed the top half of Mike and slid it past his long ears and white hair. He pulled the bottom hem of the top over his breasts which caused his supple flesh to spill from the outfits poor attempt to cover his modesty. “This one is a bit tight!” He winced as he pulled at the straps and attached the two parts of the outfit, causing his already snug outfit to pull firmly against his voluptuous curves. “But damn this is cute and sexy!”
“Cute!? Sexy?!” Mike struggled to keep hold of his mental faculties as he was overwhelmed with the sense of touch and strain as his friend filled his empty body. “Take me off ya damn pervert!” His silent demands were met with indifference as he felt Jake begin moving around. Each step he took set his generous bosom bouncing against the inner part of Mike, tossing him about as his body was stretched every which way. Meanwhile, a little further down he felt himself slide further and further into Jake’s folds as his squishy ass cheeks gobbled his flimsy form between them. “Please!”
“Fuck~ Forgive me Mike.”
“What are you-?” Mike felt himself drop as Jake plopped back down onto the couch, crushing the bottom half of Mike between his plump rear and the couch cushion. Mike didn’t need to wait long to understand what Jake was doing as he felt Jake’s nipple harden and poke into the back of his stretched thin body. His helpless body between Jake’s thick thighs began to cling to Jake’s crotch as his pussy moistened itself, further wetting Mike’s already liquid soaked body. Without warning Mike felt himself in freefall as the ass he was wrapped around plummeted down, pinning his backside between the couch cushion and his friend's cake of an ass. “Oof! Get your fat ass off me!”
“Hah~ I’m so sorry~” Jake leaned back into the couch, letting out a guttural moan as he once again began toying with his body. His right hand cupped his breast as he rubbed his engorged hard nipple between his thumb and index finger. The soft fabric of his friend rubbing enticingly on his sensitive nub. His left hand rested between his thighs and on his crotch, massaging his feminine folds beneath Mike’ lower half. His middle finger pressing the thin and soaked piece of fabric between his outer labia. “I feel so cute~ with you on~!” He writhed and squirmed, twisting his hips as he simultaneously pleasured himself and tormented his friend, his ass grinding Mike’s delicate body into the couch cushion as he pushed the front end deeper into his drooling snatch. The tingling in his body built up slowly, incrementally growing within him as he continued his long and arduous masturbation session until- “Fuck~!” His back arched against his will and his body stiffened as all his pent up energy finally released in a torrent of bliss. One hand dug its fingers into his tit while the other was wrapped in cloth and stuck in his vagina’s steel clamp as it trembled and squirted out its sweet nectar, drenching the already soaked fabric of Mike’s body.
“Mmgh…” Jake groaned as the light spilling through the curtains reached his face. He groggily rubbed his eyes with the side of his balled up fists, his arms brushing against two soft sacks of flesh which were attached to his chest. His rugged rubbing of his eyelids did nothing to quell the pounding of his head, no doubts the aftermath of too much drinking last night. He wondered how Mike was fairing after their- “Oh fuck, Mike!” Jake shot up straight, finally just awake enough to remember what had happened last night. He reached up to the top of his head and grasped a fluffy white rabbit ear and looked down at the outfit he was wearing. The same red concierge outfit clung tightly to his body, the fabric between his legs stained with various fluids from his body at this point. “Shit! I’m so sorry Mike! Let me get you back to normal!” With haste Jake got up from the couch and began searching for his phone.
“Ugh! It took you long enough. Do you know how disgusting it is being partially stuck to your smelly ass pussy?”
“Fuck… Where did I-?” Jake felt cold metal underneath his toes as he was suddenly engulfed in a bright flash of light. In the matter of seconds he felt immense pressure build up on his chest and hips as they suddenly grew, straining painfully against Mike who was now digging deep into the folds of Jake’s flesh until- RIP Mike’s abused fabric couldn’t take it anymore as Jake’s voluptuous curves tore him to shreds. “Mike?!” Jake’s eyes grew wide as he watched small pieces of red fabric slowly drift to the ground, some scattering into the mess of milk he had made yesterday. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Jake dropped to his knees, scooping up handfuls of fabric and his phone from the ground. On the screen was text that read, ‘Subject: Jake, thank you for using your 3 trial uses of Mod Ur Life. The full version will be released in 357 days.’ He clicked the back button, not caring that he was stuck in his current body and changed the target to Mike. ‘Subject: Mike, thank you for using your 3 trial uses of Mod Ur Life. The full version will be released in 357 days.’ “Fuck!” He looked down at the strips of fabric in his hand and at the pieces scattered across the living room, unsure if Mike was even still in there. “Mike I’m- I’m so sorry man.” Jake placed his phone down on the coffee table, got down on his hands and knees, and began crawling around the room naked trying to find every piece of his friend just in case he was still in there.