Thread: The Broken Circle [SluttyLizzie & Yenpointfive]

Brian Didn't even really have time to be afraid, at least not on time for it to count. He certainly had time to feel shame as the demon picked out every little mistake he'd made, and there was a certain amount of shock as the being stepped over the circle Brian had thought would protect him. But before that shock could turn into fear, the creature had grabbed him, and was taunting him, the musky, sweaty smell of him even stronger up close. It wasnt...a bad smell, really. He thought that maybe it SHOULD be, maybe he SHOULD be disgusted, but it made him more uneasy than anything else, and maybe slightly queasy. A flash of quick pain went through him as the demon's large hand thumped down onto Brian's chest, and then his vision went blurry, his world fading into nothing but that bright, green glow as a wave of intense pleasure rolled through him. He didn't quite get to the point of cumming in his jeans, but it was damned close. There was too much going on for him to experiance all of it, but he was left with flashes and impressions as the change swept over him. Mostly, he felt an overwhelming sensation of the world around him growing larger, until he realized that it was his own body shrinking, losing a bit more than a foot of height to put him at exactly 5'0. The mundane things, like his hair growing, his bone structure changing, his organs transforming, none of that was really noticed through the almost blinding pleasure, but he definitely felt the huge tits ballooning on his chest, growing and expanding untill his t-shirt was stretched to the breaking point, and then actually bursting the thin cloth, leaving his new, incredibly ample chest bare. Similarly, he was very aware of the expanding of his ass. He had vaguely expected his pants to fall off as his waist shrank, but that huge ass and wide, rounded hips kept them up, the fabric squeezing painfully into his newly abundant curves, the legs loose and far too long, but the seat stretched tight and almost audibly groaning with strain, his boxers crammed between his newly plump cheeks. Brian had had plenty of wedgies in his old life, but considering how sensitive his....her....new equipment was, this was probably the most uncomfortable. The new teen panted and gasped as her transformation came to a close, the tail end of that wave of sensation causing her wide hips to twitch with an accompanying pop of stiches as a seam on her jeans almost tore open and a rather obvious damp spot to form on the ill-fitting denim wedged into her crotch. She gave another wriggle, and a half-bitten off little moan as she felt that warm, sweat-greased dick twitching and growing against the bare skin of her midriff. I...I...This isn't what i MEANT, you jerk! What...what the HELL! You made me a GIRL! Flushing with quick anger, she glanced down at her breasts, having to stifle another moan as a large, sharp-nailed hand started agressively groping her abundant ass-flesh, and then her gaze, almost of it's own volition, slid to that semi-hard cock, and her eyes glazed over a bit. She realized, in that moment, that the scent of musk was still heavy on the air. It still made her kindof uneasy, but in an...exciting way now. It now longer made her queasy at all though. For some reason, that heavy, greasy, very MANLY scent had her nose twitching, her mouth watering, and her new little plump pussy practically drooling. She fought to tear her eyes away from the huge, slowly lengthening piece of demonic man-meat, putting a great effort of will in before she was finally, blushing and actually breathing heavy from the effort, able to look up towards his face again. Oh...oh my g--- uh, gosh? Wh-what the hell have you done to me?