I wound up taking his case, mind already working double time to imagine that body of his all slender and impossibly STACKED. "So which of these looks the best to you?" I asked Jeremy, passing him photos of past works, their chests increasing in size. "This one! Oh goddd, this one, definitely!" He exclaimed, jabbing his dark finger down on a bimbo with beachball-sized tits. "Oh my...! Well now, that'll cost QUITE a lot. You might be working for me for a while!" I cautioned him. The fox was soon literally BEGGING me to do the procedure, pouting at me with those big, brown eyes.
How could I say no to that? But we'd do things a little out of order this time, finishing his- soon to be HER- body before we touched that mind. Jeremy gave his consent, signed the forms, and was soon in one of several full-body bimbofication chambers. The gender-swapping bath was needed to produce the best-looking results. I checked in on him over the hours as he hung in the tube, suspended in the thick goo, seeping into every inch of him, changing her. That cock retreating, balls pulling up, dividing and following the seam to create her labia. Her stature decreased, her hips widened, her features smoothed. Soon, Jeremy was not at all the same fox I'd put in. Unconscious after the heavy transformation of her gender, she was prepped for a comparatively speedy surgery and injection series, leaving the vixen waking up, all wobbly and drooling- hanging over the edge of an examination table. Where was I? Behind her of course, tasting and testing the new goods!
They were meeting with my satisfaction, and clearly my work was as well to the new "Jenny", as I came to call her, for she soon BEGGED me to do more! And indeed we did, shoving the table away and just bending her forward, taking the sweet, stacked vixen wildly there in the middle of my lab! The last piece of her transformation descended from the ceiling, and over the squelch of my thickness battering her juicy, pink folds, I stuffed Jenny's ears with the connected earbuds and flicked on her "television". Thanks to my goggles, I was immune to its effects, but as I continued to enjoy the fruits of my labor, hearing her moan and squeal before me as I pleasured her- and her thoughts left her head, we'd soon climaxed. I ordered Jenny to pull up her little shorts, having put her in a streetwalker's clothes in her sleep, and she wobbled forward, giggling as she drooled over her massive tits in front of the TV, letting it finish its job!
Girl better finish her little program soon though, I'm all cleaned up and ready for another go- and I'm sure there are plenty of others waiting!
Jeremy ©
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