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\tThirteen,
\tFourteen,
\tFifteen,
He could feel the bar bending across his shoulders with every squat. The big copper dragon in the mirror gazed back, watching the overloaded weight bar bow in protest of the six plates adorning either side. Rippling muscle showed through the sweat moistened tank top as he set the bar back into its cradle. He wasn't sure if working out actually still did much of anything for him after all these years, but it was meditative. This wasn't his usual gym, though it was in one of the chains he had a membership for; he'd had business across town, and had felt the need to clear his mind with some heavy exercise. With no one but his thoughts and the heavy electronic music on the radio to keep him company, he continued his lift.
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It was a lovely day for a jog. Bright sun overhead, cool breeze, and plenty of bystanders to gawp slackjawed as the over-endowed pandanuki bounced along. Port brand workout wear cradled balls and breasts that were each larger than most people's torso, space age fabrics straining to provide comfort and support for the hefty hardware. A ways down the block stood her destination, one of the larger chain fitness centers.
A quick workout, maybe flirt with someone cute if there's anyone there, and then I should try out that spa I heard about.
The parking lot was disappointingly empty as she approached, save for an unfamiliar worn old motorcycle. With a jut of her hips, the electronic lock on the door beeped and unlocked as it read her keyfob, and she swung the door open. Aside from the soft clank of a single set of weights, there was no sign that anyone was there. The bike wasn't familiar, and most of the locals tended to work out in pairs, even the gym bros; who the heck was here?
I can see the weights from the stretching area, I just have to know who's...
Her steps carried her past the bend in the room, and all pretense of surrupticiously checking out whoever it was vanished at the sight.
"S...Siege?!"
An acquaintance from her past life, before she had transitioned, they'd never been close but they DID know one another. She clapped her hand over her mouth as she realized she'd spoken aloud, trying to pass it off with a little cough before making a show of being busy stretching. It didn't look like he'd heard, thank goodness! Would he recognize her? Would he care? She watched him lift, waiting for a chance to introduce herself.
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Four,
Five,
Six,
He was in the middle of a bench press when he heard the door beep and swing open. His eyes darted to the mirrors lining the room, old habits setting him on edge. A tall, curvaceous... panda? Girl strode through it, only a bit shorter than the door frame, with a male package that hung nearly to her knees despite the best efforts of her workout wear. Something about her seemed familiar, but it wasn't threatening. For now it wasn't something that needed to be urgently investigated or dealt with, and he continued his exercise.
Seven,
Eigh-
"S...Siege?!"
...Nine,
He didn't react to her knowing his name, mind racing as he continued to mechanically press the bar into the air. His eyes swung back to the mirror; she was watching him, and trying to hide it poorly.
Ten,
Eleven,
Twelve, Man, that's quite a show she's putting on.
Thirteen... Where the hell do I know her from? I almost recognize her, I'd like to think I'd remember curves like those.
Fourteen, Still watching? Still watching.
Fifteen.
With a soft grunt and a weighty clank, he pressed the bar to its apex and set it into the saddles. Using the bar as a handle, he pulled himself out from under it and sat upright with, finally taking a good look at the newcomer who seemed so interested in him. A quick nod of greeting as his eyes met hers, and he stood to remove the weights from the bar.
Who do I know that's a panda? Not the pandroid, and Dan doesn't... didn't? It's been a long time since I saw him. Yeah, that's him. Her? Whatever. Let's see how this goes.
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Guh, those eyes, I forgot how piercing they are. Welp, now's my chance.
"Hey there! I haven't seen you... uh. Here before!" She hesitates just a moment, almost saying "in a while." Phew! Hopefully he didn't notice that. "I'm Danielle!" She strode to the other side of the weight rack, helping to clear the bar off.
"Pleased to meet you, you can call me Siege" Same baritone voice, he hadn't changed a bit. The burly dragon extended his hand to her after moving the last of the weights on his side. "Not new to the chain, but it's my first time at this branch. Nice little place." He set about wiping down the equipment.
"You know, you aren't supposed to work out alone. You could get hurt!" A few steps and she was in spotter position for the now vacant bench press rack, ample balls resting on the headrest with a mischievous grin. She wasn't usually quite this forward, but he was sort of a friend already, and the perfect straightman for teasing. Her efforts were rewarded with a smirk and a small sound of amusement.
"I usually work out alone, but if you think you can keep up you're welcome to join me"
"I think you should show me what you've got, big guy~!"
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Ogling someone is usually impolite, but it seems impolite not to watch if it's obviously deliberate.
Danielle was positioning herself right smack in his field of view for her own workouts, occasionally just a little too close, blotting out the rest of the room behind pillowy pandanuki. While this aggravated his paranoia a bit, he had to admit it was a rather enjoyable view. Occasional winks, wiggles, poses in front of the big bay windows, and other playful gestures made it clear that yes, this was absolutely deliberate. Whether lifting weights or doing cardio, she was right there in front, or reflected in the mirror, relishing every glance and gaze she could tease out of him.
I wonder how much membership surged after she joined?
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"So, how much longer were you planning on working out?" Finding ways to tease and distract the dragon was fun and all, but she was feeling the burn!
"Well, a full workout generally takes me around three hours, of which I'm about one hour in" deadpanned the dragon
THREE HOURS?!
Clearly her face must have shown her exasperation, enough wring a chuckle from the stoic dragon. "I was mostly here to clear my head, and your company has been invaluable. Besides, I'm done with at least the basic fullbody workouts. Got someplace to be?"
"Well, I could go for some brunch, and there's this spa I've been wanting to check out. I hear they have a great special if you bring a friend!" She grinned and took a needlessly sensual sip from her water bottle. He'd definitely come along for food, and the offer for the spa was a nice little bit of extra tease for him since there was no way he'd accept. Siege looked up thoughtfully from the workout bench.
"Yeah, that actually sounds pretty nice."
She choked on her water a little in surprise, feeling her face flush immediately.
"Wh.. What?"
"Oh. Was I not supposed to accept?" There was the briefest hint of sadness across his face, and he dropped his eyes to examine his hand and the claws on it. He'd been moving so much she hadn't gotten a good look at him; a spiderweb of faded scars, scratches, and gouges adorned the scales of just about every part of him that was visible. It must have been a little while ago, but he'd been through the wringer. Honestly, he looked like he could use some pampering.
"N.. no. Just... I didn't think you would! I've... never actually been to the spa, but it always seems like it's lots of hanging out naked? I dunno, sounds like kind of a big step right away!"
"Why? You're gorgeous and you obviously know it and like to show it. I'm well past caring about nudity for any reason but my own paranoia. I haven't been to a spa either, though it's supposed to be relaxing and luxurious? I'll try anything once, and would be happy to keep you company if you want it."
"Thanks, that really does sound nice." She was still blushing, now from the compliments.
"So, know anywhere good for brunch? You know the area better than I do" He stood and stretched, collecting his things.
"Yeah, it's on the way there!"
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So, living a whole new life. She seems happier. Still finding her way, but enjoying the journey.
The brunch was remarkable only for its quality and his company, a trendy little cafe and a bountiful pandanuki. It was nice to have some company, he'd been alone for a long, long time.
"You think we should call in a reservation?" He tugged slightly on the tablecloth, pulling her plate out of the path of her busom as she shifted to retrieve her phone.
"Probably wouldn't hurt, make sure they've got space for two"
"Good point! Gimme a sec..." She must have had it up on her phone, she had the call going through with too few taps to search or even type the number.
"Hello? Yeah, I'm calling to make reservations for two for today? Yes, that would be perfect! Danielle Forthrite. See you then!" She hangs up and sets down the phone. "They had room, we're pencilled in for about 20 minutes from now"
"Well then, let's finish up here and make our way over. Wouldn't want to be late, would we?"
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Big Beauty: Boutique and Bodyshop. An unassuming building, it looked like a previous life had been that of some kind of auto shop before it received a facelift and change of industry. The decorative facade left the establishment looking somewhere between a custom graphics and aftermarket install place, and imitation japanese hotspring. The sign proudly proclaimed their spa services for the differently endowed, bodymod installations from shaping to piercings, to more mundane beauty services like hair and nails.
"I take it this is the place?" Siege raised an eyebrow as he opened the door for her.
The door was large, large enough to offer plentiful room for those with generous figures. The building looked much the same inside as it did on the outside, equal parts relaxing spa and custom bodyshop. The scents of the fresh flowers on the check-in counter filled the room. A dainty squirrel girl behind the counter perks her ears as the bamboo chimes clank softly as the door opens.
"Hi! Welcome to Big Beauty! Do you have an appointment?"
"Yes, two for Danielle, I believe we just spoke on the phone a few minutes ago?" The voice sounded like the one she'd heard on the phone.
"Ah! Welcome! Is the other.. o.. oh, it's him? Are you aware that the deluxe package for two includes all of our base services, and a shared room for the sauna and massage?"
Danielle could feel herself blushing again, and before she could answer Siege spoke up.
"Yes, that will be quite alright, I expected as much."
The little squirrel nodded and set about writing something down. "We also have a special going on for 25% off on bodymods purchased during the deluxe, if you wanted any work done."
Hahah, I'd rather not need a wheelbarrow on the way ou-
To her surprise, Siege spoke up again!
"Depending on the price and options, I might be interested. I'm either resistant to or too active for most of the options I've seen on the market, so I haven't given it much thought"
"Of course sir! Our current offerings will be available for your perusal. We always do the early stages of the treatment first to get the skin ready, so you have some time to think it over. Now, if you'd step right this way?" She motioned the somewhat unusual pair to a door, steam and delicious tropical scents pouring out as it was opened. "If you would please strip down and wash up, our mineral infused springs will start nourishing your skin, scales, and fur while the soothing sounds of the falls relax you! Ring the bell if you would like assistance with a nice exfoliating scrub, and when you're all done please head through the door to the next room. Optional modesty towels are by the door"
The inside of the room mimics a japanese hot-spring; bamboo lines the walls, while waterfalls of sparkling water cascade down rocks along one wall, cut bamboo funneling more reasonable streams to bathe in than using the entire waterfall. And not a single privacy screen to be seen.
"Well, looks like I was right about the spa going to involve hanging out..." She trailed off as she turned to see how Siege was reacting, and was met with an eyeful of nearly-nude dragon. He strips FAST apparently! He caught her looking, and gives a slightly curious look in return.
Oh jeez he saw me looking.
She could feel her face flush bright red again, even as she bent over to untie her shoelaces, intensely aware of the fact that there was no way to do so without putting on quite a show. Slowly she lifted her shirt, showing off her underboob from behind despite her attempts at modesty.\t Getting her shorts off was even harder to do without putting on a show.
"Here, there's a bin for our clothes, toss me yours" He was averting his eyes! Although he turned to look when he told her to toss her things at him.
"Erm, alright" She bunched her shorts and top into a ball, and let fly!
Siege raised a hand to catch it, only for the two garments to separate midflight. The fabric of the shorts caught the wind, twisting aside from his seeking grip and coming to a rest with the ComfortFlex Pouch snugly cradling his head. She couldn't stifle the giggle as he freed himself from the spacious bulge-cradle. Thankfully his expression was amusement rather than displeasure.
"I have to say, that pouch feels like it'd be mighty comfortable." He set about folding the various clothing, stripping his shorts off to reveal a very flat-looking black thong. It too was removed with the same casual efficiency, revealing the pouch to have been as empty as it looked.
"Wait, do you have..." He followed her gaze and interrupted before she could finish.
"Internal for safekeeping, most of the time. I suppose I can relax, can't I?" He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, slowly exhaling with a sigh she recognized as the same kind people make on removing their shoes after a long night. A set of modestly above average equipment dropped into view, with what looked to be a silver ring around the base "I suppose it's no fair for me to be able to hide what I've got, and besides, I'm here to relax right?"
"I... suppose?" He's right though, there's really no hiding all of this...
"Hey, grab the spot you want to wash up, I'll give you first dibs" Even fully exposed, he hardly even seemed to notice. She nodded and waded into the wonderfully warm water, winding up a little under knee deep beneath the outlet of a bamboo showerhead. Clear, sparkling water cascaded over her body. How long had it been since last she used a shower like this? She'd never been particularly comfortable, but now the water trickling over her ample curves was a pleasure. A splash behind her brought her back to the present from her introspection. Siege walked squarely into the main waterfall. She was pretty sure his eyes were closed this time and it was safe to peek.
Mmm, what a back. And backside!
The play of his muscles was visible beneath the scales as he starts to scrub, and it's all she can do to wash herself with the distraction. Her heart skips a beat as he turns while she's staring, forcing her to make a big show of washing herself and not watching him bathe like a creeper. A surrepticious glance shows his eyes are closed, and chiseled sinew on the front to match his back. A twitch between her legs warns against looking TOO intently.
No, no, not the time for that. There's no hiding THAT once it gets going.
He was really going at it with that steel wool! She could see every muscle while he worked, and she swore he was getting shinier. He turned his back again, and she was free to gawp. That muscular tail, that broad back, those powerful cheeks...She almost didn't notice him turning again, managing to look away at the last second! He'd already turned back when she snuck a peek.
"While you're enjoying the view, would you mind getting my back for me?"
She could feel her face flush! Had he seen her? She sneaks another glance, only to find him watching through one open eye! She swallowed nervously and nodded, wading towards him.
"Being watched in secret sets me on edge. Although, it wasn't all that secret." He grinned a little, and closed his eye again. She felt like she was glowing she was blushing so hard. She took the scrub pad and set to work as requested. From here all those old scars... no, they were faded but relatively fresh. What did he do to wind up with all of these, let alone surviving the process?! She set to work to erase them with determination.
He wasn't kidding, he needs this. Time to get pampered, tough guy!
Her musings were interrupted as the pad dissolved in her hands, leaving her rubbing his rump for a moment. Had she scrubbed that long?
"Thanks. So, shall we continue on?"
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Man, even the towels here are fancy.
He rubbed the fabric with his thumb, and handed the towel to Danielle before grabbing the second one for himself. The towels were oversized, but probably would struggle to cover the ample pandanuki. He dries off with practiced speed, dry in moments. Danielle is not so lucky, trying to scrub the water out of her fur with a great deal of surface area yet to cover.
Ahh the benefits of scales.
"Need a hand with that?" the embarassed stammering in reply wrings a smile from his lips, but none of the protestations were a no. Nor does she actually protest as he dries her back off, leaving the towel draped over her shoulders for the barest modicum of modesty. "Shall we?"
"Y... yeah." Danielle turned to face him, the towel just barely hanging low enough to cover her nipples. The underside of her breasts were still visible, along with a great deal of cleavage. She fiddled with her own towel, trying to find a satisfactory means of covering herself. After numerous failed attempts she had it wrapped about her waist like a half-apron, covering the majority of her cock and a far lest modest portion of her balls. "W... wait, are you going to cover up at all?" After all, she had his towel!
"Nah. You've got my towel, and besides; I carry a ton of stuff most of the time. Plus they said modesty was optional" This was the longest he'd been without dozens of pounds of armor, weaponry, and assorted equipment in quite some time, but that's a story of its own. He wasn't going to dwell on his past right now, forcing himself to live in the relaxing moment.
Did I ever get to know Dan... Danielle enough to tell her about that? Guess I'll ask if it comes up later.
He opened the door and motioned her through. Elements of the pseudo-hotspring decor continued, but this room was more custom auto-shop than hot spring. A few salon chairs lined the wall, an assortment of unfamiliar hair and facial products lining the desks. Rows of hair colors and face scrubs, makeup galore, in addition to the usual gels he was used to from his infrequent visits to hair cutting establishments.
"Hey, welcome to the salon! I hope your time in our hot baths was enjoyable" A pair of cockatiels were waiting, cutting impliments in... hand?
"If you'd both take a seat, we can get started! Er, sir, while we're happy to serve you, I must admit that both of us specialize in women's hairstyles..."
"That's quite alright. I'm well past due for a trim, so there should be enough to work with." Her look of incredulity indicated it was still pretty short by her standards, and illicited a giggle from Danielle, now squeezed into the other chair. He grabbed one of the hairstyle magazines and paged through it quick, stopping at a short punk women's mohawk "Something like this is close to what I get sometimes, so that'll work. Maybe with a little color and stuff in it?"
She looked relieved that a women's hairstyle was fine. "Alright! I can work with that. Start thinking about what color you want, and maybe take a look through the mod catalogue if you want any work done. Yeah, I think this will turn out nice, you're gonna look so cute when I'm done!"
"Cute, huh?" He let his voice drop down to its lowest octave, a deep rumble the likes of which had likely not graced the establishment since its time as a garage. "Tell me I'm pretty!"
A snort of amusement was his reward, though he didn't catch who made it over the combined gigglefits. Eventually the laughter subsided, giving way to casual small talk, about what brought them to the spa and how they were enjoying the services so far, and what they both did for a living. Danielle was flirting with the stylists, although her confidence would falter whenever Siege talked to her directly.
"So, had some time to pick out a color?" For all her concern over cutting his hair initially, she seemed to have warmed up to him.
"I'm thinking purple highlights, just a splash of color rather than a whole dye job, what do you think?" In all the years, of all the things he'd tried, he couldn't recall if dying his hair was one of them!
\t"Yes, I think that'll look nice"
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Never thought I'd see Siege like this... Of course, last time I saw him, I'd never imagine that I would be here either!
Her stylist spoke up, breaking her free from her thoughts. "So, did either of you want to take advantage of our special on bodymods?"
Memories of her struggles with her current endowments flashed through her mind. Tying her shoes, using stairs, squeezing into booths at restaurants...
"N.. no thanks. I think I have quite enough"
"The lower tier implants, they aren't nanotech based, right?" Siege was browsing the catalogue! Was he really going to get implants on a whim?
"That's correct. They're an advanced smartfoam, it looks and feels like the real deal, although it's lighter and perkier. Usually we recommend the upgrade size control module for larger enhancements, or for those looking to experiment. If you have any questions our mod specialists can answer them a little better." She gestured for the pair to continue to the next room. The whole place was laid out like a convenient path, from service to service! Did they have a whole separate labrynth for solo guests? Siege steps ahead and opens the door for her, a slightly more medical room. A lanky snake in a tank top looked up from his smartphone, feet up on the desk.
"Hey, looking for some mods or piercings? Come on in, I can answer any questions, special deal on 'em, etcetera."
Was this what the inside of a piercing parlor looked like? It was medical, but not. A number of display cases with assorted jewelry lined walls and counters, and price sheets. There were a number of small rooms in back, with.... doctor's chairs? Dentists? Her mind wandered, imagining getting various parts pierced and wincing, clutching protectively at her nipples and folding her ears back.
"I... think that I'll pass, thanks, but Siege here sounded kinda interested I think?" She turned, to find Siege intently browsing the body jewelry.
"Yeah, I think I want the... smartfoam deluxe on my hips and butt, and I'll get my ears pierced if I can find some earrings I like. Maybe a navel piercing if it's possible, and I'm debating on a boobjob too." He barely even looked up from his search. Just... so confident, so casually considering such changes? She had spent so much time grappling with her own changes when they began to show, fighting to hide them, to deny them, until she finally disappeared to embrace them and begin a new life. Was he going through the same thing? She set about searching for jewelry she thought he'd like, too. He still looked pretty aggressive, even with his cute new haircut. Spikes and skulls maybe? There were lots of cutesy little hearts and things, but none of them looked like they'd be his style, until a gleam of white caught her eye.
"Hey, Siege, what about these?" She pointed to a pair of fairly hefty skull earings. They'd be a bit big for most people, but Siege was big enough that they were probably just right.
"What did you find? Oh, sweet, yeah I like those. Good find! Yeah, pierced ears aaaand... a navel piercing while I'm at it" The lanky snake perked up, looking pleased he was actually going to get to do something.
"You know, I think I can finagle you a deal if you go the whole nine yards with a nice rack. Can even get you some money off of the top tier nanotech mods. Oh, name's Dave, by the way" He was busy getting the earrings out.
"Nah, I appreciate the offer but nannites don't stick with me. Body breaks 'em, I usually don't see anything but nanos these days and they're just not worth it for how long they last. I figure if these last me a couple weeks it'll be money well spent." He shrugs, and points to a matching skull navel ring.
Wait, wasn't one of the big selling points of nannites that they didn't have compatability issues?
Dave seemed a bit incredulous too, but shrugged and fished out the additional piece of jewelry, starting to collect some other supplies. "You going to want the wedding tackle boosted too?"
"Nah, that's already taken care of, with some... quirks. I don't need additional mods complicating things further. Still, I suppose if I'm already thinking about breasts I might as well take the deal. Plus lips. Don't suppose you've got anything for my voice in there, too?" Wait, did he mean that ring he had on? She caught herself staring at his junk again, and went back to examining the jewelry, hoping neither of them had noticed.
"We can raise your voice, but not lower it. Sir, if you'd step back with me? Your friend can wait here or watch, whichever you both prefer." He gestured towards the first room behind the counter.
"I'm fine either way. Mind if I take a look at your cleaning equipment quick?" Wait, he was asking questions like he'd done this before. Had he done this before? He didn't have any sign of mods or piercings that she had seen.
"Yeah sure. Ma'am, if you'd take a seat in whichever waiting area you prefer" The pair disappeared into the furthest back room. She started to follow, then stopped. Siege seemed to know more about this, if she ever decided to get something she'd trust his judgement on whether it was any good. Images of Siege getting needles jabbed in and through him flashed through her mind and she winced, reflexively trying to cover her tits protectively again. She headed for the main waiting room.
No thanks, I don't need to see that. Siege is a big tough guy, I'm sure he'll be fine by himself...
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Everything looks to be in proper order. Not that it actually affect ME.
The autoclave was clean, with individual bags to seal the freshly sanitized tools. He was immune to anything unsavory, but it was still nice to see that this place was taking proper precautions for less hardy guests. The piercing room was empty, Danielle browsing a magazine in the main room.
"Alright, any preference whether we do piercings or padding first? There's a little bit of set time, so if you don't have any qualms I'll do... I think your tits first, then the piercings, and then hips and ass. That sound good?" Dave had been laid back, but now that he knew he was dealing with someone who'd been here and... probably partly just because he only had a guy in front of him now, he was a little less professional. He sat onto the chair with a creak. He was probably close to the weight limit on it.
"Yeah that sounds fine."
"So how big were you thinking? Most of the cost is for the control unit, and a bit more per cubic inch of fill compared to fixed foam."
"Hmm. I'm thinking big but not huge? I'm obviously pretty active, and I think I'm going to want to maintain that. Still, gonna need to be pretty hefty to compete with the rest of my bulk. E or F cups, maybe, something like that?" He gestured with his hands, indicating breasts around the size of large cantoulopes.
"Yeah, alright. Normally I'd caution that's pretty far to go from nothing, but you're pretty big. Lots of people a lot smaller than you want to go that far or beyond first thing. Here, rub this on your chest, it'll help the skin stretch." He was handed a nondescript little squeeze tube.
Probably won't work particularly well on me, but I probably don't need it. Whatev, easier to just use it than argue. He set about rubbing on the lotion.
Dave started preparing a pair of fairly sizable syringes, and unpackaging and toying with a small remote "Just a warning, even at minimum size you're going to see a small amount of increase in chest size. Nannites can go to zero, this stuff can't. Still cool with moving forward?"
"Yeah, that's fine. Ready when you are." A normal person would probably have their heart racing, either with nerves or anticipation. The jump to massive breasts was a pretty big one, and those needles were pretty large. He, however, was far from normal, and getting pricked with a needle seems so much less intimidating once you've been run completely through several dozen times.
"Alright, going to inject it in the small size and it'll expand once it's in. Shouldn't need the whole syringe full, I doubt it'd even all fit. First, lemme put this form on, help guide 'em into a nice round shape." Dave grabbed a harness shaped contraption, hooking it onto his chest. It had guides for the needles, helping to hold them in place as they were carefully stabbed through the bottom of the pec up towards where the nipples should be. "Man, not even a wince. Big tough guy here. Alright here come the tits, say when."
He could feel... something, being pumped into his chest. It was just a little bit cold, as it caused the heavy hide that covered his chest and belly to stretch and distend. There was a brief delay, and then he began to swiftly race through the cup sizes. He could feel the skin on his pecs... no, his breasts, tightening as they swelled. They were well past the size of grapefruits and still growing as Dave continued to inject the smartfoam. Finally they were approaching the size he had indicated.
"Hey, uh, sir? Did you know that you have nipples? They're only partially exposed right now, I think if you go a little bit bigger you can get them fully exposed. Uh, full disclosure, I have no idea how much that'll take, I can't recall ever seeing this before."
"You know what? Go for it, fill 'em up."
They're supposed to be incredibly light and perky, right? I can go a little crazy with 'em.
"You got it!" The swelling began, not that he could see the plungers being depressed. They were approaching watermelon size, going from your average grocery store stock to state fair prizewinners.
"Alright, took a bit more than I was expecting but your nips are fully exposed. Took nearly the whole syringe for both of 'em!"
Screw it, in for a penny, in for stonking great tits.
"Finish 'em off, if they're that close to done." One last squirt of size, and he felt the needles withdrawn.
"Well then. I guess we'll move on to the piercings while we let those set. I'm going to guess you've had piercings before?" Dave tears open one of the the sterile pouches, loading the needle into the piercing gun and positioning onto his ear. "Alright, little pinch. There, and another. I'm guessing you had your ears pierced before and they healed?"
No, it was my navel an indeterminate number of millenia and parallel universes ago when I was.... what the hell was I? I can't even remember what I was before I wound up a dragon demon thing.
"Nah, navel piercing, a long while ago." Dave switched out the needle again.
"Well color me surprised. Little pinch.... there we go. If you had navel already then I'm sure you know all about aftercare, do that for both sets of piercings. Saline rinse, then dry. Your tits should be ready by now, give 'em a jiggle. If they slosh they need more time, but bounce means they're done."
He did as instructed, gently grasping the pillowy mounds and giving them a heft. Everything inside seemed to be solid foam, as well as he could tell.
"Looks good to me, feel good? Roll over and we'll take care of your hips and ass. Save lips and voice for last, since you need to keep quiet a bit while those set. Not that you're much of a talker. Got something in mind for size down here?" Siege rolled as the chair was lowered into more of a bed. It was like laying on a set of VERY substantial pillows.
"Just going to go ahead and say to put in a whole syringe each, and we'll go from there. Blend as much as you need to for proper appearance, but I want most of my muscle visible still."
"Got it. Now, you've got enough shape back here that I think I can get away without a mold, gonna do a third of the syringe on your cheeks and a third on the hips, and use the rest to balance and blend. Sound good?"
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How long is he going to take back there? Mods like that are supposed to be quick right? I'm almost done with this magazine and all the other ones look lame.
She supposed that all these would have been numerous invasive surgeries, and careful tailoring to shape things properly and not look hideous. She really hoped Siege didn't wind up botched, although she couldn't think of many bad mod jobs she'd seen lately.
"Alright Ma'am, He's all done. He's got to keep quiet for a few minutes while his lips and voicebox set but didn't want to keep you waiting any longer."
She looked up, and was struck dumb by the curvaceous figure standing next to the snake. He was nearly as shapely as she was, with sumptuous lips to match! And yet it was still obviously him, muscle rippling as his hips swayed with every step as he approached and offered her a hand up. She could feel her loins stir slightly.
"S... Siege?!" She merely got a slight wry smile from him. Her? As she reached to take the offered hand up.
"Now, if you two would continue on, you've got a massage and a mani/pedi waiting for you both. Those should be set in five minutes or so, make sure to get your remote at the front desk on your way out." Dave pointed them at the next door, and disappeared into the back with a wave.
Siege was already at the door holding it for her, but his new bust was blocking a fair portion of the oversized entryway; she pressed up against him as she went past, blushing as their breasts pressed together. "Ooh, sorry! Excuse me. Uh.. oh, right, you can't talk yet."
The room beyond was much like the baths, pseudo-japanese, with bamboo massage tables... with holes in them? There were floor drains directly beneath the holes, which were... oh... OH. Well, they really DID cater to the differently endowed here! A tall, muscular beaver guy and a dainty red panda gal greeted her as they entered the room.
"Welcome! If you would be so kind as to lay down on the beds, we can get started. I'm Jennie, and I'll be handling your mani/pedi, and Ryan will be your masseuse! So, who wants which first?"
She waited a moment, and then remembered Siege wasn't allowed to talk yet.
"Oh, uh, he can't talk just yet, so..."
"Ah, fresh mods, if you don't mind that means he gets the massage to start with. That way he can answer questions for the mani pedi. So, what color did you want for your nails?"
She hadn't even thought about that!
Hard to go wrong with classic red, I guess!
"Red, please." She strolled over to the closer bed, guiding her hefty schlong through the hole, nearly plugging it, the end resting on the floor grate. No way in hell her balls were going to fit through the hole after them. Jennie pulled up a stool, beginning to work on cleaning and preparing her nails. Siege climbed onto the other bed next to her, with a creak as if it were subjected to an immense weight. The beaver boy moved in and set to work on the solid, recently curvy dragon. It was a new feeling, having her hands and feet doted on, they already felt so smooth! Her nails were really cute, she should have gotten them done way before this!
"Ahhh, I think it's been five minutes now, so I can talk. Mmmmm, that's nice. You can massage harder you know." His.. her? Voice was so light and melodious, compared to the deep tenor she was used to. Soon enough her nails were all painted, and Siege's massage was complete, and the red panda and beaver switched places.
"So, what color would you like on your nails?"
"A nice matching purple!"
Ryan was dutifully massaging down her back, having started with her shoulders. Shoulderblades, down to her lats as Siege called them, down to the small of her back, on to her rump... and right down to her balls! He didn't seem to be paying attention, just kneading his way down out of habit.
"Grabbing the wrong thing there buddy" He immediately stopped, stepping back with a start. Siege gave her a sidelong glance.
"Not that I'm complaining!" She piped up helpfully.
"S... sorry about that." Ryan returned to the massage, trying and failing to squeeze the back of her thighs without rubbing her balls in the process. She wiggled her hips playfully, netting still more embarassed stammering from the masseuse.
He must be new, I CAN'T be the first to flirt with the massuese.
"There, all done! You are welcome to relax in our warm lounge for as long as you please, your clothing and remote are waiting for you" A creak beside her drew her eyes as Siege stood, offering a hand up again. Such a gentleman! Gentlewoman? She should probably ask about that.
"Thank you very much, this was lovely. I needed this far more than I realized." With a pull Siege had her on her feet, opening the door for her once more. A few cubbies lined the wall, with their clothing inside. Assorted lounge chairs, couches, and a small hot tub adorn the room. Siege dropped onto one of the loveseats, patting the cushion beside him invitingly. "I think I'd like to relax a bit more, but did you want to hang out some more? I could use some cute clothing that can fit this figure."
This... this was really nice. It was good to hang out with him again after all this time.
"Yeah, that sounds great! Although, can you even afford it after buying all those mods?" She sat down next to Siege, bountiful hips rubbing together as they vied for space on the too-small seat.
"Yeah, I had a bit socked away for a special occasion. Hey, Danielle? It's... nice to see you again." A meaty arm wrapped around her and gave a quick squeeze.
"Yeah! It's so good to see you again!" She hugged back with a great deal more enthusiasm before catching herself. "Er, I mean, uh, we only just.." Siege interrupted her with a knowing look, and she deflated a bit. "How long did you..."
"I don't know terribly many pandanukis, and fewer still with variations of Dan for a name." The quick squeeze turned into a proper hug, pulling her back in and banishing her uncertainty once and for all. "I had my suspicions pretty early, but I wanted to let you get comfortable at your own pace. Sorry, hope it's not too jarring for me to admit that I knew. Just seems simpler to not have to try to hide it for either of us."
"Y... yeah. You're probably right, but thanks for letting me get used to you again first. Did you do all this for me?" She gave the newly installed funbags a poke. "And what am I supposed to call you now? Siegette?
"Siege will do just fine, and whichever pronouns you prefer." It still took some time getting used to the new voice, it was... still recognizably his, and yet so different.
"Right. So, want to go to the mall? Get some more fitting attire so you don't have to stuff into your usual clothing?" She bounced to her feet, turning to tug Siege back to standing. The dragon reaches up to take her hand, and nearly pulls her down on top of him! Her. Whatever. "JEEZ, how much do you weigh?!"
"Just shy of 400 pounds" Siege stands, steadying her again. "The mall sounds great, although I may have to turn these off to fit into clothing long enough to get something legal to wear out and about... Suppose I should see how much they compress when they're off, just to check. Their definition of 'Nearly Flat' might differ a bit from average, depending on the size of their usual clientelle." A few steps carried her across the room to the pile of clothing, grabbing the remote off the top almost disinterestedly. No hesitation, no contemplatation, just a nice solid KLACK one would expect of a mechanical keyboard, and the curves began to vanish. In moments, he was back to the dragon he'd been when he arrived... although, was his butt just a bit more padded? His chest seemed just a little bit more plush when he turned, but not enough to look like anything other than muscle. He stopped and flexed to check how it moved, causing a throb in her loins again.
"Looks like it worked, you're back to all male beefcake." Siege tossed her clothes over to her, then unceremoniously pulled his shirt on.
Aww, no more visible abs. For now. Definitely need to get some crop tops for him
"Hey, can I ask you a big favor before we finish getting dressed?" He paused, halfway into his underwear and pulling them back down. What could he possibly want her to do, not that she minded the view? Her mind started to wander, imagined thoughts and scenarios beginning to divert bloodflow further. He wouldn't ask her to do THAT, would he? Or maybe he would! Ooh, she almost hoped...
"Danielle? Still with me?" His voice pierced her daydreams, and she shook herself back to the real world. She hadn't even seen him walk across the room to be standing in front of her! Oh dear, she had a heavy soft-on.... that he didn't seem to notice, somehow! Or... he was being polite. "I said, would you mind adjusting the settings on my ring? I can't do it myself, and I'm feeling a bit under-equipped. If I'm going to be big and bulgy, I might as well go all out right?" Her eyes scanned over him, searching for the aforementioned jewelry.
Ring? He doesn't have a... oh. The cock ring.
"Er.. s... sure! Um, what... what do I need to do?"
"Just touch it and think big. Er, have some manner of max size in mind, or it just kinda goes and grows until I can convince someone to make it stop...." He leaned back, arms behind his head. His hips... and associated hardware, were so close she hardly needed to bend to reach. He wanted big, but how big? How big would she have wanted to be, had she not been so... oversized?
Big... big enough to be the envy of all the boys, but small enough to.. y'know, manage.
The ring was warm, and oddly soft to the touch, and tightened slightly at her touch! A hint of magic sparked to her finger. Siege grinned and put his underwear and shorts on without further ceremony, sitting down to put on his shoes. "Alright, shall we?"
"Y... yeah..." She took a step towards the door, and realized she hadn't yet gotten dressed. "Er, just a sec.."
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You know, this was nice.
A short halter top cradled his new busom, a skirt covering his more ample rump. Beside him strolled Danielle, basking in the attention the pair were attracting. And how could they not? Each of them stood at least a head above most of the crowd, with ample curves that seemed to have their own gravity. Each had an armful of shopping bags; He couldn't recall the last time he had company to shop, and had shopped for pleasure!
"Thanks Siege, I'm glad we could hang out today!" She swings her hip, bumping against his. A less solid individual would probably be toppled by the impact, but soft on soft spreads the blow.
"Yeah! Can't say I've ever had a day out like this, thanks for inviting me along. I also wasn't expecting to end the day so plush, but I like it" His voice still sounded odd in his ears. Her ears? Whatever. It was nicely melodious, just several octives higher than normal.
"So, uh, you want to do anything tonight?" Danielle was blushing again, the swing from confidence to uncertain shyness was somewhat endearing. Hopefully she'd get over it with a bit of time and practice.
"I'm open to anything! Say, you know what we should do sometime? Hit the beach~"
"Definitely! We should make this a thing, do it again whenever we need some pampering!"