"Big Tits, Big Dicks, and Fantasy Fucking
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It was with some trepidation that I opened the front door. Two days ago Mom and my sister had each consumed two bottles of my Uncle's bimbo formula. I had already seen some effects. Both of them were becoming blondes! And their hair was growing very fast! There were changes happening very quickly!
Mom never had seemed at all interested in her appearance. If it wasn't for all the tennis she played with her friends I suspect she would have been a lot heavier. But now her hair was getting lighter and lighter. And longer. It now fell well past her shoulders only three weeks after her last haircut. She pointed that out but didn't seem upset. In fact I noticed that she was playing with her hair while talking on the phone or to Kimberly or myself. Very unusual.
I had also seen Mom examining herself in the hall mirror. She was posing and preening, looking at her butt and legs. When she saw me watching she blushed and hurried into her room.
Kimberly was also more conscious of her looks. She had always been one of those "mean" girls. Always pointing out the faults in others while ignoring her own inadequacies. But now she was starting to dress like the girls that she used to sneer at. Tighter, shorter and more revealing.
So it had been a strange couple of days. And I feared it was going to get weirder. But now I was back from school and uncertain what might have changed today.
As soon as I hit the kitchen I found out. There was a sandwich and chips on the counter. There was a glass of iced tea, too. Mom was beaming at me as I came in. I almost fled. Mom never smiled at me like this.
"I made you a snack, Ralph. I know you get hungry after school and I thought you'd like a sandwich." She actually seemed interested in my reaction.
"Um, thanks, Mom. It looks good!" I tucked into the food, which was very good, and looked Mom over. She saw me looking but didn't move. Instead she endured my examination stoically. She too was wearing high heels and a mini-skirt.
"You look good this afternoon," I ventured.
"You think so? Thanks, honey." she replied . She smirked as she looked down at herself before she turned and left.
It had been the longest, most civilized conversation we had had in a long while.
I headed up to my room and ran into Kimberley in the hall. She was dressed like a tramp! It wasn't a good look for her. She was pudgy in the first place and the tight clothes only made that more obvious.
"How are you doing, Ralph?" she asked. This, too, was unusual. I think if I were to die her only question would be whether she could move into my room. It was a bit larger than hers.
"Um, fine, thanks. Mom made me a snack!"
"Yeah, I wonder what's going on?" Kimberly remarked.
"Dunno," I said as I ducked into my room.
A few days later I was hiding out at the Library. It was something I had begun doing to avoid going home.
Things at home were getting. well, weird. Both Mom and Kimberly had kept changing. Faster than I had expected. They were becoming bimbos. Twin Bimbos!
Physically they were changing into top-heavy, bootylicious babes! Their hair was getting longer. They were both definitely blondes now! There had always been a strong family resemblance between them. Now they were starting to look like twins. It was difficult for me to tell them apart sometimes!
They spoke the same. Used the same vocabulary, laughed the same way. Made the same gestures.
And they were starting to dress to show off their burgeoning figures. Shorts, tiny mini-skirts, crop tops. Skin tight blouses pulled tight over their boobs. Kimberly was no longer pudgy. Her normal pudginess had melting away. Being replaced by a slender waist, showgirl stems and a predilection for stiletto heels.
Both she and Mom were sporting a real set of knockers!
And they were starting to act friendly toward me. That was what really freaked me out. They had never been friendly. But now...
So I went to the School Library as often as I could to avoid going home.
And today, as I settled into my normal seat Ms. Hornrider took notice and gave me a flirty finger-wave. As I watched, she took off her jacket and put it over her chair. I had a clear view of her new look. And it was IMPRESSIVE! More impressive than it had been just a week before. Particularly as she strutted across the room toward me!
Her gloriously gigantic boobs were bouncing and rocking under her low-cut blouse. Unrestrained by a bra, they were moving and shaking, wiggling and quivering. The top third of each breast was exposed by her new blouse. The buttons were being tested to their limits by her size and mobility! Her cleavage was surging and swelling as I gaped at her.
"Good afternoon, Ralph." her voice was low and husky. It was like having whisky poured in my ear. Really sexy! She stood right next to me.
"I've been hoping that you would come in this afternoon. What do you think of my new look? Is it too much?' She arched her back. She shimmied just a little bit and we both watched as her breasts shook and jumped under her blouse. It took a long time for the quivering to stop.
"Well, I love it!" I responded. "But I'm not sure how the Dean will respond."
"That old fuddy-duddy? He was in earlier today. He seemed to like it just fine! Particularly when I did this." she leaned toward me and made my shoulder and half my face vanish into her epic boob canyon!.
"He stayed in there for about ten minutes. I didn't hear any objections from him!" She giggled at the memory.
"Now, Ralph, why don't you come back to my office and we can discuss my new look in detail?"
And we did! I spent the better part of an hour helping Adellia decide how many buttons she should keep open. And how many more she needed to open in order to titty-fuck some lucky guy!
And we had time for her to lie back on the sofa while I tried my best to fuck her to unconsciousness! She loved every moment of it! She was constantly encouraging me to go faster and harder and deeper!
