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	Candace Thompson rolled over onto her back with a grunt and began rubbing sunscreen on her newly-reddened thighs.  The 20 year-old college junior took the sunglasses off of her face and looked at the sun damage that should have been a nice even tan on her legs.  Dammit, she thought miserably, I thought I used enough sunscreen before!  It was only 2pm, but three hours on the beach had done wonders for her skin that her friend Beth had observed yesterday to be “kind of pale.”  This redness, however, was not the type of remedy that she was looking for.  
	With a sigh, Candace stood up to her full height and assessed the rest of her body.  She quickly tied the straps of her black string bikini top back together before giving the other beachgoers an X-rated show and looked at the rest of her body that was the same sheen of light-red, bordering on lobster.  Her full, heart-shaped butt had also bore the brunt of the suns rays,   Ugh!  The only good things that might have come out of her sunbathing were the highlights in her already light, dirty blonde hair that now looked a bit more pronounced.  At least my hair couldn’t burn, she thought ruefully, and began to pack her things into her beach bag to get back home and out of the sun.  If she had looked around, she might have noticed that she was the recipient of several appreciate stares.  
	Candace Thompson was rarely described as beautiful or even hot, but her pretty face and lithe body were often referred to as cute and “tight” even.  At 5’8” she possessed long legs that most guys enjoyed and even had a little extra “junk in the trunk” that worked well with the rest of her toned body that had been the product of many years of lacrosse and volleyball.  This tone made sure that she didn’t look as skinny as her 115 pounds might have suggested otherwise.  Her light hair went down to her shoulders and framed a face with a cute, slightly upturned-nose and big green eyes.  Her stereotypically Irish beauty often made her feel thankful for how she looked and the attention that she received from the men she encountered.  In fact, the only part of her body that she didn’t like was her chest.  While a 34B isn’t exactly small, she was frustrated that almost all of her friends were bigger than her while being several inches shorter.  She knew that big boobs would probably get in the way of her athletic lifestyle, but she often wondered how much a larger chest, say, a C cup, would increase her popularity with guys.  She never spent too much time wondering, though, because she realized how blessed she was with how she already looked.  
	With the cat-like grace that she cultivated on the lacrosse field, Candace finished shoving her towel into her bag, put her shades back on, and began walking towards the street and to her car.  She was barraged by the typical catcalls that men often showered on her, and really every young and thin woman at the beach, but she never expected to be approached as she walked towards home.
	“Hey, wait up!”  Candace turned immediately to see what looked like a young, high school kid running up to her in his bathing suit.  He was even skinnier than her and had even paler skin.  He had neck-length dark hair that was plastered to his head by a recent swim, concealing the fact that it was generally greasy most of the time.  He had an attractive-enough face, but Candace was in a poor mood from being burned and had little time for a horny teenager.
	“Uh, yes?” Candace replied, not yet rudely, but clearly surprised.
	“Hey, my name’s Tim, I was wondering if you want to grab a burger or something.  I haven’t eaten lunch yet.  What’s your name?” he replied.
	Taken aback, she answered, “Oh, uh, my name’s Candace.  I’m actually going home now Tim, but thanks for the offer.”  She turned to go, but Tim put his hand on her shoulder.
	“Are you sure you have to leave?” he asked regretfully, “cause there’s a great place for burgers just down the street.”
	“Candace’s eyes flashed briefly at being touched by this stranger, but she was a pretty tolerant and kind person, so she simply said, “Thanks again Tim, but I really have to go.  I actually have a boyfriend”, she lied easily, “and you seem kinda young for me anyway.”
	 “Oh, I’m really mature for my age.  I’m almost seventeen!  I even have my own car.  Let’s take a ride if you aren’t hungry.  It’s a convertible.”
	Starting to get angry at his insistence, Candace fired back, “Look kid, I’m not interested.  I’m going home.”
	She turned again and had gone a few steps when she heard Tim shout, “But wait, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen!”
	While this caused Candace to turn again and look at Tim and did temporarily disarm her by what she thought was poor flattery, she still didn’t bite.  “Thanks Tim, but I need to go.”
	After another few steps bringing her closer to the street, she heard the words that would begin her new life.  “No, you don’t need to go.”  At Tim’s command, her legs suddenly stopped, leaving her standing still and unable to move.  “Turn around” she heard him say, and she abruptly picked her left leg up and spun around to face him.
	“You really seemed nice Candace, but I don’t think so anymore.”  At this his face took on a serious countenance, scaring Candace for the first time today.  Why can’t I move?, she thought desperately.
	“Tim, what did you do to me?  Why can’t I walk?  Stop this please!”
	“Don’t worry, Candace, you’ll be fine, I just wanted to make sure that you heard what I’m about to say before you left.  Otherwise, you wouldn’t understand what was happening later and what the rules are.”  He said this with a calmness that further scared her.
	“What rules, what things happening later?  What are you talking about?”  Goosebumps began forming on her arms and legs and even her nipples began to harden as her fear increased.
	“Well…” he said slowly and theatrically, “I just told you that you were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen and you didn’t seem to care.  That’s not really nice, now is it, Candace?”  He said this last part with a sneer and Candace thought that she might not be leaving this encounter unscathed.
	“I just thought it was a line to get me to go out with you, Tim” she said pleadingly.  “Please, now let me go, I’m sorry.”
	“I think you are sorry, and I will let you go, but not before I teach you a little lesson.  I didn’t give you a “line”, he said, almost spitting out the word line as if he was insulted, “I truly think that you are the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen.  But since you didn’t appreciate it, I think I’ll make you appreciate it.  Candace felt another wave of cold and fear wash over her at his decree.  What was he talking about?
	“For the next 7 days, I’m going to make you the most beautiful women in the world to the first 7 people you see each day.  Maybe you’ll appreciate how they feel.”
	At this, Candace visibly brightened.  She almost forgot that he was forcing her to stand still and taunted “And how are you gonna do that?  Do you know how to do magic?  I think you’ve been reading a few too many Harry Potter books” she said with a chuckle at the end.
	Tim stiffened at her insults, but said again in his confident manner, “Believe whatever you want, but each day you will become the most beautiful woman in the world according to the first man you see each day.  Physically and mentally.  You’ll still be you with your thoughts and memories, but you’ll feel compelled to act in the manner by which their dream girls would act.  You will have 30 minutes after being seen by the first man of the day before you change.  You better get home, because there are plenty of guys here and whoever looks at you after I’m finished will begin the process.  Just to make things more fair for you, I’ll send over some instructions later.  I hope you are more pleasant to the next man you see.”  With that Tim turned and went back towards the water.
	“Whatever loser, keep playing Dungeons and Dragons” she retorted.  Candace felt control of her legs rush back to her and she quickly screamed “You’re an asshole, Tim!” before nearly sprinting towards the beach exit.  She still couldn’t account for her loss of physical control, but she put no thought into the ridiculous story he had given her about becoming the dream girl of whoever she saw next.  This made her fail to consider which one of the many men who had looked at her as she walked off the beach would have been the first since Tim left.  She walked to her Honda Civic, tossed her stuff in the back, and sped away, slowly forgetting about her strange and upsetting day at the beach.  The ride home took about 20 minutes before she pulled into the driveway of her apartment complex.  She lived in a small building with 10 other single bedroom units that catered to college students at Candace’s school.  She walked up the stairs to her apartment, unlocked the door, and stepped inside.  Her place was sparsely decorated, but she didn’t really care since she would only be there for another month or two until her lease was up and she had to find another place.  Her current landlord was a creep and tried to squeeze as much money out his tenants as possible by claiming that his tenants were too loud and had destructive “college keg parties” all the time.  This was certainly true every once in a while, but not enough in Candace’s mind to give him the right to add miscellaneous charges to her rent every month.
	Candace went through the apartment to the shared back deck that had an outside shower.  She went in and closed the latch on the wooden shower door and turned on the water to get any sand off of her bathing suit before putting it in the washing machine.  If she had been paying attention, she might have remembered that it had been 30 minutes since Tim had left her at the beach.
	The warm water flowed in a hard stream from the shower head, helping her to forget her slight sunburn and her encounter with Tim.  But something didn’t feel right, she thought.  Her body felt tight and sort of asleep.  Asleep like if you fell asleep with all your weight on your arm.  Except her entire body felt tingly.  Whatever, she thought, I guess I definitely got too much sun.  The tingling and tightness became stronger and made Candace open her eyes.  The first thing that she saw was how the shower stall was getting bigger.  She looked up and saw the shower head was getting further away from her head.  She glanced at the shampoo and soap rack in the stall and saw that it was getting higher.  What’s wrong?, she thought in a panic, why is everything getting bigger?  She was about to scream until she looked down and saw that the changes were happening to her and not the shower.  Instead of long, smoothly muscled legs, she saw that her legs were shorter and much thicker.  Not fat, but not athletic-looking. either.  She put her hands on her hips and saw that they had flared out an inch or so on each side.  She turned to her backside and saw with horror that her ass, which had never been small, had pressed out even more on her small bikini bottom, so much so that it had sucked some of the material into her ass crack and made it look like a thong bottom.
	She felt the shrinking stop, but the tingling and tightness had not gone away.  What’s happening now?! She cried inside her head.  She looked at her arms to see the taut muscles that had defined her arms slowly melted away, while her forearms and biceps seemed to grow slightly thicker.  She looked at her stomach and saw with more dismay that the hint of a sixpack that she had worked so hard to create also faded away.
	The tingle and tightness then centered on her chest.  Oh no! she thought, realizing right away what was about to happen.  She looked down and saw her small, but perky breasts push out towards the bikini top that she was still wearing.  While it had loosened as she shrank, her expanding breasts soon filled it once again.  And then some.  She couldn’t see through the bikini top, but her areolas were growing as well, even outpacing the growth of her chest.  Her hands went to cup her enlarged boobs and push them back, but her actions were in vain.  They continued to grow outward.  Oh my God, theyre at least D cups right now! Candace thought, horrified.  The triangles of her bikini top were trying to keep her breasts covered, but there would soon be more breast than cloth.  The only reason that her top hadn’t ripped off yet was because she had shrank so much that the straps had given the top so much slack on her body.  But this “slack” was soon accounted for as they pushed the straps to their limits and began pushing out of the side and top of her bikini.  
	Candace slumped against the back of the shower in defeat and slid down until she was on her newly plump ass, feeling the extra cushion that she now possessed.  Her hands were still on her breasts as they continued to pour into her hands.  They’ve gotta be DDs now!   Please stop! she silently implored in her mind.  They continued to grow, creating an amazing line of cleavage right below her neck and almost halfway down her torso.  She then felt the bikini top rise as her breasts pushed out at the bottom of her top, threatening to shoot her top off like a rubberband.  Just as she thought of how freakish she now looked she felt one more surge of breast flesh and then realized that the tingling and tightness in her breasts had dissipated.  Thank God.  She brushed her hands over her new expansive breasts and felt how soft, but firm they were.  She also noticed that her newly enlarged and engorged nipples must be sticking out an inch into her bathing suit top.  The thought of having such large and protruding nipples nearly made her sick.
	Thinking that her transformation was over, she began to pick herself up until she felt the feeling and pressure of the transformation on her head and face.  No, not my face, she moaned to herself.  The transformation of her body had been traumatic enough, but it least she still looked like the same girl, but if her face changed, nothing of Candace Thompson would remain. Please not my face, she silently cried, but to no avail as she felt the tingling center on her lips, nose, and scalp.  She felt her scalp itch and her hair slide down her back, almost to her butt.  She looked back and saw that it was almost pure yellow.  I’m a total  blonde she thought, not really being surprised.  She then felt her lips swell on her face and even felt changes happening in her mouth as her teeth and tongue shifted.  She then realized that her nose was changing, as it felt like she was wiggling the cartilage as it grew. 
	The last part of her transformation, and the most horrifying, then began.  She felt the tingle center around her pussy.  She screamed and looked down as she felt her pussy lips get bigger.  She saw them press against her bikini bottom so that she had clearly visible camel toe.  She then felt tremendous pleasure as the tingle spread to her clit, but that pleasure left her as she felt and saw her clit becoming larger as well.  This is…disguting!   She closed her eyes and tried to block out what was happening to her.
	As her body finished its transformation, Candace began weeping.   She was still sitting on the ground with her huge breasts in her hands as the water fell onto her from the shower.  It wasn’t until a few minutes later that she realized that her transformation was over.  She reached up to turn off the shower and pulled herself up.  She felt so different.  Her breasts, even though they were still in the bikini top, swung with her body as she grabbed the bar on the side of the shower and vaulted herself up.  They continued to wobble for a moment even after she was on her feet.  She looked closer at her feet and saw that that they were much smaller than they had been before.  She had rather large feet, a size 10, but now they couldn’t have been bigger than 4s.  She also noticed with a gasp that her toenails were gaudily painted bright red.  She immediately picked up her hands and saw that they were also much more dainty and similarly painted a bright red color.  Only whores wear nail polish like this she said to herself miserably.  What has happened to me?
	She realized that she needed to get out of the shower and into her house before really taking a look at what had happened to her.  She slowly pulled the latch back on the shower and inched the door open to look and see if anyone was on the deck.  She pushed herself towards the crack in the door to look out and gasped as her breasts pressed against the wall of the shower.  She didn’t take into account how large her boobs now were as she brushed her nipples against the wooden wall and smashed the soft flesh of her breasts into the door.  The feeling was one of pleasure and pain.  Her new breasts were so much more sensitive than they had been before, making the pressure erotic and painful.  She looked down, just thankful that her suit was still on and ran to her back door.  
	This was the first real movement of her new body and she would have to get used to her new form before trying anything as physical as running again.  She had to put her hands down on a chair as soon as she began running to avoid falling face first into the floor.  Her center of gravity had changed so much, especially because of her breasts, that she couldn’t help but stumble.  She pushed herself back up, regained her balance, and tried to get to her apartment, this time much slower.  She realized with horror that she felt almost completely different.  Walking would never be the same as she felt her legs swing much wider than they once had, due to her newly-widened hips.  She only needed to go about 15 steps to her door but realized that she must have shrunk quite a bit because her paces were much shorter than they had been when she was a towering 5’8”.  Lastly, and most pronounced, were the motions of her breasts.  Her formerly B cup breasts rarely bothered her when she moved, especially when they were in a bra, but the monsters that she was now sporting on her chest swayed constantly with each step she took.  That they were only in a flimsy bikini top made the motions even larger.  The worst part was the erotic feeling that they created.  It was annoying to have such large bags of flesh swing across her body as she walked, but she also felt slightly aroused as they wobbled in her top.  Please be a dream, she silently intoned.
	Getting to her door, she quickly opened it and stepped inside, panting from the exertion, excitement, and fear she felt.  She felt the change in her height much more acutely now as she looked at her furniture and other items that she was very familiar with.  Everything seemed so much bigger!  She immediately walked to her room, still aware of the physical changes, so that she could look at herself in her full-length mirror.  What she saw made her scream.  Standing in the mirror before her was what Candace would have called a 17 year-old slut.  In the mirror was a teenage sexpot in a tiny string bikini that looked as it would burst at the slightest movement.  Every change that she experienced in the shower was on display along with the disturbing fact that she had regressed in age.  By at least a few years.  Starting with her face, Candace saw long, flowing blonde hair that cascaded down to the middle of her back.  Her face had large blue eyes (Not green?!) and a longer nose than she used to have that was no longer upturned.  Her lips were much more pouty and her teeth, when she pulled her lips back, were larger and whiter than before.  She then looked at her chest and confirmed the massive size of her new breasts.  She was displaying at least 6 inches of cleavage as her breasts had nowhere to go on her chest but press into each other.  They even stuck out of her side, overflowing past the boundaries of her torso, partially obscuring her arms that were at her side.  The now tiny bikini top must have been 6 inches off of her chest in a nearly futile attempt to keep her giant flesh globes covered.  The only thing that the tiny cloth triangles of her top could still cover were her large, dark areolas.  They were about two inches in diameter and ended in huge, dark nipples.  The nipples had been hard since their transformation and showed no sign of stopping their lewd behavior.
	She glanced lower at her hips and waist and saw that she had a nice, trim waist with hips that flared out for what seemed like forever.  Definitely not in proportion with her waist.  She turned to view the side of her body and saw from the profile that her new ass jutted out even more than it did before.  She saw how most of the fabric of the woefully small bikini bottom had been sucked into the area between her prominent ass cheeks.  Like a thong.  She turned back and saw that her pussy lips were clearly visible in the bikini bottom, even now after her bottom had dried a bit.  The lips had become thicker and longer, puffing out from her body.  She pulled the suit a little off of her pussy and nearly choked when she saw that her pussy was now shaved!  She kept it trimmed before but had always thought that girls who shaved everything were sluts.  Well, she was now a slut.  Looking further down, she saw that her legs were far from the toned stems that she once liked to display.  Her legs were now much shorted and much thicker.  Not fat thick, but she would never be accused of being skinny.
	A look at her body as a whole indicated to Candace that she was now a voluptuous teenager that would have been the fantasy of almost any man.  Her skin had a deep and natural-looking tan and she even had slightly rose colored cheeks that looked like natural makeup.  “What happened…” she started to ask herself out loud before realizing that her voice had changed as well.  Not only was it the voice of a younger girl, but it was higher than any 17 year old’s voice normally would be.  “Ugh!” she cried in dismay, which really sounded almost comical coming from such a high and breathy voice.  Just as she began to wonder how long she would be trapped in this body who to tell to get help, her phone rang.  Candace instinctively walked over to the phone in the bedroom, more cognizant than ever of her jiggling breasts as she moved.
	“Hello?” she asked timidly in her new high voice.
	“Candace?  Hi!  It’s me Tim!  How are you?” said the man on the other end.
	“Tim!?  You did this to me!  Change me back!” she exclaimed in what sounded like a 12 year-old’s shrieking voice.
	“Yes, yes, I did.  And you will change again, don’t you worry.  I only want you to gain some perspective in this little game.  Alright?  Now don’t say a word while I explain a few things.  So here’s how it’s gonna work, Candi.  Is it OK that I call you Candi?  Candace sounds a little too formal.  So, every day for the next week you will leave your house by 9 am and go to a public place.  After you see that a man has made eye contact with you, you will leave that place and return home.  One half hour after being seen, you will transform to that man’s ideal sexual fantasy.  But I guess you’ve already learned that part.  What you don’t know, and this is the really fun part, is that your physical transformation is not the only change that you’ve undergone.  You’ve also experienced some psychological and personality changes.  Normally they’d be a surprise, but since this is the first day, I think I’ll throw you a bone.  
	“The man who first saw you after I left has a pretty basic ideal woman, so I guess you lucked out.  Jail-bait young, hot, giant tits, etc.  You’ve already seen that.  He also likes a woman with an oral fixation who loves to please her man, so you’ll be pretty, um, I guess “friendly” would be the word.  He likes his ladies docile, so you’ll be very open to whatever anyone asks you.  That’s pretty much it.  I’m sure that you’ll experience some far more interesting and depraved transformations later on, but I wanted your first one to be nice and simple.  As a courtesy, I’ve couriered over some clothing and other items to make your day a little more fun.  
	“Lastly, you must have sex with at least one person.  That is the one major rule of this game.  If you don’t have sex with someone by midnight each day, I will be very unhappy and you will be severely punished.  That way, it’ll make you have to mingle a little bit and not stay inside and hide out with your new “features”.  OK?  One more thing, let’s start out your day in this body back at the beach.  To commemorate our first meeting.  What do you say?”
	Candace didn’t say anything.  She was still in shock from Tim’s words.  “Oral fixation”?  “Sex with at least one person” per day?  She was nearing a nervous breakdown, and deservedly so.  Candace’s sexual experience had been pretty basic thus far in her young life.  She had had two long-term boyfriends of about a year each whom she had agreed to have sex with after much pleading on their part, but she was hardly a sexual being.  It still seemed scary and unimportant to her at this point in her life.  What’s more, she didn’t get that much pleasure out of it because of her anxiety.  She felt that sex was something she had to have if she wanted to keep her boyfriends from dumping her.  
	So the the thought of having sex tonight and every other night for the next week in a different body, and against her will, was too much to handle.  She summoned what little strength she still had and replied to Tim: “No!  I’m not going to the beach and I’m definitely not going to have sex with some stranger tonight!”  She was pleased that she answered him so firmly but upset that her high, breathy voice made the exclamation sound so juvenile.
	“No?  You really won’t?” Tim answered back, in a tone that Candace thought was a bit too mocking.  “Well, it seems like you still don’t understand how this game is going to work.  I guess a demonstration is in order.”  This chilled Candace to the core.  She was about to scream back into the phone when she felt her body tingle and heat up once again.  She was afraid that her breasts would expand again, but the sensations centered on her ass and thighs.  She put her hands on her hips just in time to see them expand by about an inch on each side.  She then placed them on her ass cheeks, barely covered by her bathing suit, because she new that her ass would explode next.  Her hands could do little to stop the growth as she felt the bathing suit become even more firmly wedged into her ass crack.  It was now little more than a thong.  If she only had a bubble butt before, it was now clearly more massive than anything she had ever seen on a girl in real life.  Vida Guerra would be jealous.   Her attention was soon brought to the front of her body with the realization that her thighs were now growing, too.  They added an inch or two of circumference and matched the growth of her ass.  They were slightly more muscled than the rest of her new body in a manner that would be sure to attract the guys and ensure them that her voluptuousness had nothing to do with being overweight. 
	“Do you see how this works, Candi?  You do what I say or you suffer consequences.  So, are you going back to the beach now?”
	“Ye-yes, I’ll go.  Please don’t change me again, Tim” she said meekly.
	Good girl!  Well, I’m gonna get going, but you have a good time, Candi.  Bye!”  He hung up with a click, leaving Candace to keep the phone to her ear numbly until she was awakened by the dial tone in a few moments.
	The entirety of her situation was beginning to sink in, resulting in a new bout of warm tears down her young face.  How could this have happened to me?  I cant look like this.  I cant go out like this.  Why did he pick me?  I wasn’t mean to him.  Oh my God!  She looked into the mirror again and saw the effect that her most recent transformation had on her.  She was still an unusually short, teenage girl with a breathtaking face and thick blond hair, but now her ass was even more pronounced.  If she had an hourglass figure before, it was now closer to two triangles standing together on their points.  She began to walk toward the mirror to get a closer look and saw her newly-muscled thighs tense and relax with each step.  She turned and saw that her bathing suit bottom was almost wholly swallowed by her ass cheeks.  She was disgusted.  
	Feeling scared and horrified, she realized that she should get moving to the beach before she incurred Tim’s wrath once again.  She began moving towards her room to get something to wear to cover her new assets up on her ride to the beach and let out an exasperated groan as she realized that her bigger hips now made her feminine-strut even more pronounced.  Her short legs swung around her body in long arcs to compensate for her giant hips and large ass.  She got to her room and grabbed the first t-shirt she could find.  Even though she has lost about 8 inches in height, the shirt barely fit around her breasts before coming to an end just below her navel.  3 inches of her midriff were still exposed along with the eraser-sized nipples that were poking out of the thin fabric.  Better than nothing, she thought optimistically.  Her next search would be much more difficult as she scoured the room for something to cover her plump bottom.  She soon realized that she wouldn’t be able to find any article of clothing to fit around it and decided to wrap a towel around her massive ass.  
	Semi-covered, Candace moved towards the door with her breasts wobbling across her body in the too-small bikini.  She began to traipse down the stairs and grunted in pain as her breasts shook violently on her torso with each step she took.  She finally made it to her car, and with several seat and mirror adjustments, began the short drive back to the beach.
	Candace parked her car and made it across the boardwalk and onto the beach.  She surveyed the beach and happily saw that it was much less crowded in the afternoon than it had been in the morning.  Even though there were fewer beachgoers, however, Candace received much more attention than she had during her morning trip.  Every man zeroed in on her as she passed them.  Not even a towel and oversized t-shirt could prevent the men from accurately judging that she was almost all tits and ass.  She looked around to see the mesmorized gazes of the men and found herself feeling giddy.  She wanted to yell at them to look away and mind their own business, but she felt intoxicated by the attention.  This must be what Tim said about being more open sexually, she considered in a fearful thought.  She also remembered back to what he had said about her still having complete control over her body and regained a bit of her composure.  She finally found a place to put her things down and stopped.  She sheepishly took off her towel and layed it out over the sand.  She could clearly hear the appreciative gasps that accompanied the removal of the towel and the unleashing of her thong-covered ass.  She quickly took off her shirt while kneeling so that the peep show would be limited and laid down on her stomach.  Even this action provided new sensations for Candace.  A few hours ago, laying on her stomach would have been a relatively simple maneuver thanks to her small breasts.  But now, she felt the massive flesh bags on her chest smash into the towel and press out of her torso as they got squished between her body and the ground.  It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling, but surely a new sensation.  She really didn’t care at this point, however.  She was told to get to the beach and now she was here.  She thought the best course of action at this point would be to try and nap.  Who knows, maybe this would all end up to be a nightmare?
	Not even by sleeping could Candace escape her erotic predicament.  She rarely had vivid dreams that she remembered, but this was not the case today.  Candace dreamt that she was being butt-fucked by two men who took turns, tagging each other in and out of her ass and laughing gleefully in the process.  She was mortified to be on her hands and knees, her ass violated, but Candace was moaning in ecstasy with each forceful thrust into her asshole.  She felt pleasure that she had never felt before and surprised herself completely when she heard her voice clearly cry out: “Someone come over here and fuck my mouth!” 
	Her invitation was quickly heeded by the well-endowed man not currently pounding her ass.  He ripped off the condom that he was wearing and plowed his thick, throbbing cock into Candace’s face.  Because she was so small, he had no trouble reaching down and around her body to grab onto her breasts, which were madly flopping on her chest.  Although he was more than a foot taller and almost 100 pounds heavier, the man’s hands couldn’t contain her breasts.  Rather, he smashed his palms against her engorged nipples, eliciting more sensation than she could handle.  Just when she felt that she would explode, she felt two separate wads of cum explode into her ass and throat, and that’s when she awoke from her dream.
	Candace woke with a gasp and lifted her head up off of the towel.  It took her a minute to breath normally and calm down.  She turned over and sat up.  She looked down and saw that her pussy lips were clearly defined by her bikini bottom.  Helping to outline her cunt lips was the fact that her bikini bottom was stained with her pussy juices that had seeped from her twat during the dream.  She was disgusted but felt thankful that the bikini was black and concealed the stain as well as could be.  She looked up and saw that her nipples were rockhard and almost piercing through her bikini top.  She wasn’t the only one who noticed.  While every man on the beach had been waiting for Candace to wake up and display her body once again, only one person had the nerve to approach the wet dream come to life.  That man was Todd Franklin.  
	“Hey, I’m Todd.  What’s your name?” the handsome and athletic young man asked.  Candace turned and recognized Todd immediately.  Many of the young women at her college openly lusted after Todd.  Candace wanted him too, but kept it a secret.  He was 6’2” with the body of the soccer player that he was.  Deeply tanned with short brown hair and light green eyes, Todd was one of the most popular students at Candace’s school.  Her pussy instantly puffed out in her bikini and she felt it moistening.
	“Hi, Todd.  I’m Cand-oh, I mean, I’m Candi.”  She flushed as she almost gave away her real full name and wondered at why she was responding to him in such a giddy fashion.  She couldn’t believe that he was finally talking to her, until she quickly remembered that she now looked like every man’s underage fantasy.
	“Nice to meet you, Candi.  I haven’t seen you around here before, are you new to the area?”
	“Ummm…yes, I just moved here to take some classes.”  Her heart was now racing and she was visibly sweating.  Her breasts were heaving on her chest thanks to the bated breaths that accompanied her lust.
	“Oh, great.  Well, I’d like to welcome you by taking you out tonight.  Would you like to go to a party tonight.  It’s at one of my friend’s house.  He has a great place with a full bar and a pool.  What do you say?”
	Candace was about to say no but before she could, she blurted out “Yes, I’d love to!”  She flushed a deeper red, embarrassed at how quickly she agreed, and upset at how little self-control she was exhibiting in this new body.
	“Great”, replied Todd, who was now smiling like the Cheshire Cat.  “How about you meet me there tonight.  The address is 392 Main St.  I’ll see you tonight around 9.  Bye.”  With that, Todd stalked off back to his buddies on the beach who were waiting to hear how he landed a date with the hottest chick they had ever seen.
	Candace had calmed down some and realized that she had less control over her actions than she had initially thought.  Tom was right that she wasn’t forced to do or say anything in her transformed body, but the urges and desires it forced on her made her do things that she wouldn’t have otherwise.  Her mission at the beach completed, she quickly gathered her things, wrapped the towel around her ass once again, and slowly walked off the beach.  She had to stop several times to put one of her boobs back under the miniscule bikini top after it had flown out of its dubious confines.
	Returning home around 4, Candace wondered what she could possibly wear tonight when she heard the doorbell ring.  She quickly walked to the door and opened it before realizing that she was still in her bikini.  The 40-something UPS guy nearly dropped the large box he was carrying when he saw Candace in her microscopic bathing suit. 
	“Uhh, uhh, are you Miss Thompson?” the delivery guy finally blurted out.
	“Yes, that’s me” Candace answered in a cheerful, and maybe even suggestive manner by jutting out her breasts a little more than they already were.  What am I doing?  Why did I react like that? She worried.  Even more upsetting, she could feel a slight tingling in her pussy.  Oh no, am I getting aroused again?!  This is gross!
	She quickly took the package and stepped back from the door, but not before giving the UPS guy another sultry smile.  With the door finally closed, she struggled to carry the box in her arms to the coffee table in the living room, as her huge boobs wouldn’t let her put her arms around the box.  She found a pair of scissors and cut the tape off the top of the box and braced herself for whatever she would find.  She wasn’t very surprised by what Tim had sent her.  Inside the box was two pairs of thong underwear, two tiny micro skirts, a white tank top, a small white shirt with a plunging neckline, and finally, a large red bra with half-cups that were decorated with lace on the edges.  Ew, this stuff if for skanks! She thought miserably.  She was in no rush to try on the skimpy outfits that Tim had chosen for her, but she was looking forward to taking off her bathing suit and wearing underwear again.  
	Candace first untied her bikini top and was amazed as her breasts sprung out of the small swath of cloth and dropped several inches on her chest.  I guess the top was really tight she noted with dismay.  Her breasts looked so much bigger when they weren’t covered and somewhat supported by the bikini.  They seemed to cover her entire torso while sticking out more than half a foot from her face.  She grabbed the bra and realized that her head might easily fit into one of the cups.  She turned it over in her hands and read the tag with a cry.  EE!  I’m a double E now!  She silently screamed with surprise and terror.  I’ve never even heard of boobs this big!  He probably had to have this custom made.  After her shock, she pressed the cups onto the bottom of her breasts and began fighting her monstrous rack to get into the half-cup bra.  Finally, she managed to herd her jiggling flesh into the cups and snap the reinforced clasp onto to her back.  She looked into the mirror again, and was even more upset.  Her bikini top had done a tremendous job of supporting her giant breasts considering that the material was woefully unqualified, but it had nothing on the cleavage-boosting powers of her new bra.  If her boobs had stood 6 inches off of her chest before, they were now at least 8 inches away from her body, like twin torpedoes, topped off with rock-hard nipples.  The bra also raised her boobs even more than before, bringing the seemingly never ending line of cleavage almost to the bottom of her face.
	With a sigh, she reached back into the box and selected the red thong underwear to match with her bra.  She bent over to put her legs into the thong and almost fell over again, still not accounting for what would be about 15 pounds of new breast flesh.  Regaining her balance, she pulled the thong up her body so that the very small patch of cloth covered her large, shaven pussy lips and the tiny string in the back wedged itself into her ample ass.  She was about to groan out in disgust again, as she thought of the floss-like thong resting deep in her ass crack, and how slutty and uncomfortable it would be.  Surprisingly, she instead groaned in pleasure as she felt the thong slide past her fat ass cheeks and tickle her asshole.   What’s wrong with me?  She looked down and saw the clear outline of her now-swollen cunt from behind the thong.  That’s so gross she whined to herself, I can’t believe that my pussy lips are so big now.  She grabbed the black micro-skirt and slid it up her legs, noting how she had to pull pretty hard to get it up over her hips and ass.  She looked into the mirror again and was dismayed but unsurprised to see that the skirt barely covered the bottom of her ass in the back.  She grabbed the white tank top, thinking that it would provide more coverage than the shirt with such a deep neckline and pulled the top over her head.  She pulled the shirt over her chest and realized that while the cleavage displayed wasn’t too outrageous, at least 2 inches of breast was now visible at the top of each side of her torso.  The shirt, which was really nothing more than a wife-beater that boys wore under their regular shirts had large arm holes that provided ample room for breastflesh to escape from.  She looked in the mirror and was stunned.  What reflected back from the mirror was probably the trashiest, but hottest 17-year old girl in the world.  Thick, but muscular legs were fully on display as the skirt covered next to none of her shapely thighs.  She turned and saw that the skirt was almost lifted by her impossibly round ass.  She faced front again and saw that the thin tank top was straining desperately to contain her EE monsters.  Her red, lacy bra was clearly visible under the shirt and stuck out an inch over the top of the shirt, looking extremely tacky and whoreish.  But instead of feeling disgusted, Candace felt proud.  Like she was going to be the most popular girl at the party and impress all the guys.  No, no, I cant think like that.  I just have to go to the party and have sex with Todd and then go home.  It’ll be real quick and then I’ll leave so that Tom can’t change me again.  That’s all.
	A few hours of nervous and erotic anticipation later, Candace stood in the same clothes ready to get to the party.  She had told herself repeatedly that the plan was to have sex with Todd as soon as possible and then leave so that she would have completed Tom’s tasks and nothing more.  But her plan began to unravel as soon as she began walking to her car when she felt the cool breeze on her ass.  The microskirt provided almost no coverage on her ass, and her giant tits were threatening to pop out of her shirt unless she leaned back as she walked.  She composed herself again and made it to the car, seemingly ready for whatever the night had in store for her.
	Candace knew that she was in trouble as soon as she pulled up to the house.  Car were parked all along the street with some even on the lawns of the surrounding houses.  College kids were walking in and out of the house in droves, each holding a plastic red cup that signified the presence of cheap kegs somewhere in the house or backyard.  Candace found a spot at the end of the street and parked.  She began walking to the house and drew more of the stares that she had experienced at the beach.
	“Whoa, who the fuck is that?”  said one cool customer.
	“Damn, lookit those titties!” said another guy in a rugby shirt and backwards cap.
	“Yo, baby, what’s your name!” 
	Candace ignored the comments, even as her nipple hardened and extended, and walked resolutely into the house, ready to fuck Todd and be done with the evening.   She was met at the door by two guys: one holding a plastic bag of cups and another with a wad of money.  
	“Five bucks” said the first kid not bothering to look down at the physical specimen in front of him.
	“Yo, shit, you can just go in, honey” said the other guy, quickly shoving a cup into cleavage and desperately trying to cop a feel.
	The other kid’s eyes nearly popped out of his head when he looked down and saw the five foot stunner walk past him and through the door.  Candace didn’t have to go too far to meet her next fan, as another fratboy-looking kid swooped in front of her and cordially volunteered to fill her cup with beer.  She agreed with a smile and handed him her cup.  He must’ve been a frat brother because he commandeered the keg and quickly returned with her cup brimming with cheap beer.
	“Thanks” Candace said to the kid, not realizing that she leaned forward suggestively, giving the guy a great view of her cleavage to thank him.  Candace put the cup to her lips and drank deeply.  She wasn’t exactly a drinker, but she was willing to experiment a little to take the edge off of her wild day.  She asked the guy if he knew Todd.  He looked immediately dejected and said that Todd was in the backyard.  His hopes dashed, he moved on to far less voluptuous prey as Candace walked through the house to the back yard.  She emerged into the backyard and quickly saw Todd talking to a pretty young girl in halter top and mini skirt.  Instantly, jealousy swept over Candace and she marched over to Todd.  The girl must have had 6 inches on Candace, but she nonetheless pushed her chest in between Todd and the girl and looked up at him sweetly.
	“Hi, Todd, remember me from the beach?”  she asked while batting her eyelashes and pressing her rack into his chest.  
	“Uh, oh yeah, Candi, right?  Hey, thanks for coming.  This is Amy.  How are you?” he stuttered clumsily.  He could feel her nipples biting into his chest and had to back up a step, no matter how much he didn’t want to.  The other girl saw that her chance with Todd had clearly past with the arrival of a big-titted, scantily-clad whore and stalked off angrily.  “So, now that she’s gone, what do you want to do?  Do you need a beer?”
	“Um, no, I’m good.  How about we go inside and get to know each other?” she asked him matter-of-factly.
	Todd maintained a pretty good poker face at her question because he almost creamed his pants.  He had no idea who this chick was or how long it would take to get her into bed, but he had no idea that it would be this easy.  
	“Oh, OK, sure.  Why don’t you meet me in the guestroom.  Go in and it’s the third room down the hallway on the left.  I’ll be in in a few minutes.”
	“Ok, I’ll be there, she whispered demurely.  She left Todd to stand there stunned and walked back into the house.  She found the guestroom but instead of stepping inside she went back a room and went into the bathroom.  She needed to calm down and regroup.  Everything was happening so fast.  She looked into the mirror and saw that her face was flushed bright red and there were little beads of sweat along her blonde hairline.  I can do this, just have sex with this guy and get home.  Then I can deal with Tom in the morning.  The most frightening part of this whole ordeal was that she could tell how excited she was at the prospect of having sex with Todd.  She lifted up her skirt and saw that her pussy lips were swollen again and her enlarged clit was visibly pressing against the scant piece of cotton.  She could smell her arousal in the form of the cunt juice that had seeped through the thong.  This is so disgusting.  She dropped her skirt back down, straightened her hair, and resolved to get this over with as soon as possible.  She adjusted her breasts back into the bra and walked out of the bathroom and right into trouble.
	As soon as she opened the door of the guestroom, she knew she was in trouble.  Waiting at the foot of the bed with Todd were two other guys.  Each one was at least six feet tall and 200 lbs.  Candace had never felt so vulnerable in her life as she did now in her five foot body.  “What’s…g-going on, Todd?” she asked in a scared voice that made her sound even younger.  “I thought this was just going to be you and me?”  She looked at the smiles on all three and felt another chill shoot across her spine.  Tonight was not going to go the way she had hoped.
	“Well, Candi, it seemed like you were too good of a thing not to share, so I brought a couple friends.  You seem like such a friendly little girl, so I figured you wouldn’t mind.  If you do, just say so, and they’ll leave.  But I think that you want this just as much as we do, don’t you?”
	Candace was relieved to hear that she would be given a choice, but instead of telling his friends to get lost, she began rubbing her chest and said, “No, I don’t mind at all, you just scared me.”  Candace opened her mouth open wide and gasped at her statement.  “Um, wait, I mean that maybe it should just be you and me.”  The three men looked extremely disappointed at being led on and then dismissed like that.
	“It’s not right to get our hopes up like that, Candi, are you sure we can’t convince you that you’ll have more fun with all three of us?”  To further entice her, Todd stepped forward and put his hands on her womanly hips and then reached down to cup her ass.  Candace nearly swooned and whatever will power she still had in her new body seeped away.
	“Alright, it’s ok”, she whispered, “they can stay I guess.”  Ready for more of the pleasure that surely awaited, Candace approached the three men, walked around them, and climbed onto the bed.  None of the men were ready for what they saw next.  Like a stripper, Candace slowly took off her tank top, pausing for effect as it brushed across her huge tits.  Tossing it onto the floor, she leaned back on her ass and slipped off the micro skirt.  Covered only by the sopping thong and sexy, read bra, Candace looked at the boys and smiled.  “Well, what are you guys waiting for?”  She said, turning around and giving them an excellent view of her unnaturally large ass only covered by a thong.
	Todd took the lead and leaped onto the bed.  He was clearly most taken by her giant ass.  He bent forward and plucked the thong out her ass, having to dig deep to retrieve it from her massive ass cheeks.  He pulled it out and elicited a groan from Candace as the tugging pulled the thong tighter against her swollen twat.  Todd grinned and leaned forward with his face and buried it in her ass.  She could feel his tongue flecking across her ass cheeks and probing for her asshole.  In her mind, Candace was disgusted that anyone man would want to eat a woman’s ass and that any woman would want a man to do this.  But it didn’t matter.  Her new body was hardwired for pleasure, and her brain was on autopilot as the erotic feeling of having her bubble butt eaten was too much to handle.  
	Not wanting to lose his opportunity and fully aroused at seeing how slutty and kinky this giant-boobed whore was, the second guy yanked off his pants and boxers and crawled on the front of the bed.  Candace was too immersed in the throes of Todd’s ass-eating to see the second man’s cock aim straight for her mouth.  Too late, she realized with a muffled cry, his cock was already shoved down her throat.  Instead of fear, she felt even more aroused.  She rolled her tongue across it as she bobbed her head in rhythm both with the guy’s thrusting of his penis and Todd’s thrusting of his tongue as it searched for her asshole.  The third guy was now desperate to get in on the action.  He saw that she was being taken care of in the front and back, so, being the titty man that he was, took the opportunity to slide underneath her perpendicularly and gave her tits some deserved attention.  He was positive when he had first seen he step into the room that her tits were obviously fake.  No chick had tits that big.  Especially not teenage chicks.  But as he brought his face mere inches from them as they hung drown from her gyrating body, he saw that there was no doubt that they were real.  They hung almost a foot off her chest in a perfect teardrop shape.  Unlike fake boobs that shook, these were jiggled wildly from the thrusting of his fellow tag-teamers.  He could also see the blemish-free skin with faint traces of the large veins underneath that had to travel a great deal across the massive amount of breast flesh.  His investigation finished, the man opened his mouth and hungrily placed one of the largest nipples he had even seen into his mouth and began sucking.
	Candace was quickly losing her mind.  Even though her pussy had yet to be touched, she was approaching an inevitable orgasm.  She could tell that that 8 inch cock in her mouth was too, as it was pulsing much more steadily and strongly.  She felt the man underneath her switch nipples and put the other one in his mouth.  He had opened his mouth as wide as he could, but he still couldn’t get her entire areola into his mouth.  He responded by roughly grabbing as much of her breastflesh as he could in his hands.  Candace couldn’t take the multiple stimulation any more and began bucking her hips against Todd’s face, helping him to rub his tongue across her anus.  The guy enjoying the best blowjob of his life was also nearly finished and began groaning loudly.  
	In tandem, Candace and the blow job recipient gave deep screams as their orgasms arrived.  Candace felt the man’s hot load shoot across to the back of her throat and this caused her yank her body backwards.  It had little effect on the guy as his cock was ripped from her mouth just as another supply off cum shot from his now-purple cock and splattered on Candace’s face.  Candace fell backwards, pushing Todd’s face out of her ass and leaned to the side of the bed.  Everyone was breathing heavily, nearly spent from their actions.  Even the guy sucking her tits felt overwhelmed by the enormity of her breasts and sat stunned.  
	In a few moments, residual pleasure of her orgasm wore off and Candace realized that she had just been sexually used by three men and now had a spiderweb of cub covering her face and flopping tits.  She gasped and picked herself up and slid off the bed.  She was acutely aware of her nakedness as the cool air of the room flew across the saliva on her jiggling ass and titties, heightened by the saliva dripping from them.  Her breasts were swaying uncontrollably across her body as she bent down to pick up her clothes.
	“Wait, I don’t think we’re done yet!” Todd said in a sly but also worried tone.  He wasn’t about to lose his chance with this whore, especially since he hadn’t yet blown his load.  “Baby, we didn’t even give your pussy any attention.”
	Candace was about to politely decline and leave the house as fast as she could, but she realized what his last statement meant.  She might have orgasmed, but she hadn’t had sex.  Not officially.  She wanted to cry.  In a rare show of strength, she had been about to say no to Todd’s offer, but she knew that she couldn’t.  After Tom’s demonstration earlier in the day, Candace shuddered to think what would happen if she didn’t obey his edict to fuck someone.  Would she become younger?  Bustier?  Shorter?  She definitely feared this more than having sex with Todd.
	“OK, why don’t you tell your friends to leave and we can fuck?”  Candace had yet to get used to the things that were coming out of her mouth (and into them, as well).  
	“Sure thing.  Er, actually, why don’t we let Steve stick around.  He only got to play with your tits before.  I’ll send Bob out since it looks like you drained him dry.”  Bob was the man whose cock had been sucked and was still sitting at the head of the bed in a dreamlike state as he relished the cock-polishing that he had just received.  He slowly walked out of the room, understanding Todd’s command enough to leave, but still obviously in a sexually-induced trance.
	Nonplussed and desperate to complete this dreaded deal, Candace cheerfully nodded her head and jumped back on the bed, still nude.  She had used the bottom of the sheets to wipe her face dry of the sticky torrent of cum and looked back at the two remaining boys expectantly.  Please, let’s just do this and be done with it, she thought miserably, stifling tears.  As before, she instinctively turned around and got on all fours, her ass sticking out into the air like a bullseye.  She had never allowed her two previous sexual partners to mount her from behind because she thought it was too degrading.  Her new form clearly didn’t agree.  It seemed that a missionary-style fuck would be too tame for the new Candi.  Todd grinned manically and jumped onto the bed behind her.  He reached under her ass and found her pussy.  He meant to part her cunt lips in preparation for his cock, but found that no effort would be required.  Her giant, swollen lips were already spread and awaiting his dick.
	“Holy shit, you’re dripping!  You must be the biggest slut ever!”  Candace cringed on the inside at this proclamation but outwardly beamed at being called a slut.  Todd realized that there was no need for foreplay and plunged his cock into her tight twat.  Tight as it was, it went in like easily with a slurp of her leaking juices.  He placed his hands on her hips and began pounding her soft ass as fast as she could.  The sensation for both of them was tremendous.  Todd had had a lot of sex, but nothing like this.  Her ass was the perfect cushion for his fierce pounding.  The thwacking noise that resounded as his pelvis met her ass was loud.  Even the slapping of his balls against her ass was louder because of her soft, but firm butt.
	Steve would not be forgotten in all of this as he eyed up her breasts, covetously.  He reached into the nightstand next to the bed and found a tube of lubricant.  He knew exactly what he wanted to do and proceeded to spurt the fluid all over both of his hands.  Candace could see what he was doing, and even though she was preoccupied by the shocks of pleasure that accompanied Todd’s thrusting, she was fearful of Steve’s plan, whatever it was.  Steve jumped onto the bed and guided his painfully erect cock into Candace’s mouth, just as Bob had done.  He felt her tongue flick across his shaft and could have been satisfied with her oral ministrations, but regained his focus and remembered what he really wanted.  As she continued to work his pole with her mouth, he reached below her head and easily found her breasts.  Swaying like pendulums, Steve grasped at them and began rubbing the lube over the vast expanse of her rack.  Candace might have protested, but she was busy having her mouth and pussy filled with cock.
	Satisfied that her tits were sufficiently lubed up, Steve pulled his cock out her mouth and slid his body underneath her, with his legs nearly touching Todd’s.  He lowered himself underneath her until he cock was in between her breasts and then proceeded to crush them against his cock.  Candace grunted in pleasure at the feelings of her breasts being squeezed while Todd continued to pound away at her twat.  Steve pulled her tits back and forth while pressing them together to maximize the friction against his cock.  He wasn’t exactly a breast fetishist, but he had always dreamed of getting a titty-fuck ever since discovering the process in a porn.  The problem for him was that the girls he could find to bang either had boobs too small to tit-fuck or they were disgusted by the thought of having their tits used to jerk off his dick.  Finally experiencing the process, Steve was in heaven as her lubricated, fleshy breasts seemed to wrap around his entire cock.  
	After a few more manic minutes of furious fucking, both boys grunted that they were about to come.  Candace realized with horror that Todd wasn’t wearing a condom and cried out: “You have to pull out before you cum!”  Todd didn’t mind.  He wasn’t a bad guy, if oversexed, and had little interest in being the father of this whore’s child.  A few grunts later, he pulled his cock with a slurp from her twat and sprayed his load all over Candace’s back just as Bob had sprayed her face.  Candace knew what the hot fluid on her back meant, but was just happy that he hadn’t cum inside her.  All of her attention was now drawn to her breasts and the cock between them.  With her pussy no longer filled with Todd’s cock, she could focus a little more and realized how disgusting it was to be tit-fucking some guy she had never met before.  Still, she couldn’t deny that it felt good.  She seemed to glean more pleasure from her tits than her cunt.  This was evident because she soon felt her pussy pulsing in tune with the feelings that Steve elicited from her breasts.  She heard Steve mutter that he was about to come and noted that she was about to, too.  With a final, hard squeeze of her tits against his cock, Steve groaned out load and blew a huge torrent of cum on Candace’s tits.  She didn’t comprehend this action, however, because at the same time she came, too.  White, sticky liquid escaped her pussy in three bursts as her pubescent voice yelled out: “Uhhhhh, yesssssssss!”
	All three lay on the bed stunned.  The two boys could have easily fallen asleep right then if they weren’t intently staring at their handiwork in the form of a five foot, big-breasted 17 year old covered in trails of cum.  Candace came to her senses first and jumped off the bed.  She could feel the warm, sticky semen running down her chest and back and pulled one of the sheets off the bed.  She toweled off the cum as best she could and reached for her clothes.  Putting on her thong first without a bra was a poor idea, as she had to reach around her massive hangers to pull the thong firmly around her hips and over her ass crack.  She repeated the process again to get her tiny skirt over her ass and then began wrestling with her tits to get them into her bra.  The bra finally clasped on her precariously covered boobs and she tugged the tank top over her head.  She could feel the shirt sticking to the cum residue all over her torso.  She stifled another bout of tears and bolted out of the house.  Her hair was mussed enough for the other party-goers to know what had happened.  The boys cursed their bad luck while the girls glared at this skank who had just fucked the hottest guy at the party.  Candace didn’t notice this, though, as she was just concerned with getting to her car as fast as possible without having her tits pop out of her shirt.
	Finally inside her car, she turned the keys and let out a sob.  I can’t believe what I just did!  Tom’s such an asshole, he made me agree to be raped by 3 guys!  Tears running down her face, Candace drove back to her apartment feeling a mixture of revulsion at what her body had just made her do and fear at what tomorrow would have in store for her…