DISCLAIMER: 
This is a work of erotic fiction. It contains mature themes and it is not intended for anyone under legal age. All characters are imaginary and any similarity to
real life is purely coincidental. The story contains: breast expansion, ass expansion, mind control, various types of sex and other transformations.

This version of the story contains the first, more "softer" ending I've written.



THE POOL TABLE - HOT HAPPENINGS

	Lauren was sitting at a table in the only fancy restaurant in town. For her, it was just another boring Saturday evening. Bored, she was staring in the distance, 
not minding the people passing by. She noticed the front door opening, as a young man entered the room. Her eyes grew wide with astonishment. He was tall, about 6'1. 
He was wearing a black suit asorted with a black tie which came over a white shirt. His clothing did nothing but accentuate his imposing phisique. Lauren could almost 
see a well defined six-pack under his tight shirt, and his jacket looked ready to rip around his well defined shoulders. His appearance wasn't the only thing that 
caught Lauren's attention. "It can't be..." Lauren said to herself. "His face is almost identical but, damn... that body. And since when is he that tall?"

	Without looking around, the man went straight towards her table.
	"Good evening, Lauren! Long time, no see." he greated her.
	"Uhm... Hi... Matt..." she muffled a rather rude response to his polite aproach.
	Matt was one of her former classmates from college. They got along well when it came to cheating in tests and gossiping about teachers, but you can't say they 
were friends, or anything like that. The closest they colaborated was a group science project in third year, but that was together with 3 other collegues. Plus, in the 
final year of college, Matt decided to continue his studies abroad and she hadn't heard from him ever since. She was amased that he recognised her, let alone remembered 
her name.
	"Mind if I sit down?" he asked.
	"Uhm... No... Not at all... Please!" she said suddenly awaken from her astonishment. "I'm just amazed to see you here. I mean, after all these years... You 
look great!" she continued.
	"He, he... good to see you too. I recently came back in town and thought I'd come looking for an old friend. You're the only one who didn't run straight out of 
town after college." he joked.
	"Yeah... that's true." she said smiling. "Never liked travelling too much... But how did you know where to find me?"
	"I took a lucky guess. After all, this used to be your favorite place to hang out even in collage. Appears I guessed well."
	"Indeed."

	The waiter came by to take their order. "One bottle of the finest champagne you have." Matt said, surprizing Lauren once again. "I wonder when did he start 
drinking." she thought, remembering him to be rather conservative during their years as classmates.
	The waiter returned with the bottle and poured two glasses for both Matt and Lauren. "To a happy reunion." Matt toasted. They clinked the glasses.
	"So... how's your life been lately?" he asked.
	"Meh... not much worth mentioning. I finished college, found a working place at an insurance company. It doesn't pay extremely well, but I can't complain 
either. I haven't got to many friends left around, as you observed earlier. Been spending most my free time in this restaurant or at home watching movies and eating 
cookies." she laughed. "What about you?"
	"Well, as you know, I went abroad and continued my studies. After I finished, I found a great job at an international bank..."
	As Matt started telling his story, Lauren was mesmerised at how the skiny insecure dork from college, barely two-three inches taller than her, now turned into a 
handsome young man, towering over her petite frame. Lauren was never a hottie. Altough she had a pretty face, with nice, dirty blonde hair, she lacked form as she 
stopped growing at only 5'4 and was flat as a board. She didn't even need to wear a bra under her silver silk dress because there was simply nothing to hide. Because of 
her appearence, she used to feel insecure about herself, which explained her near speechless reaction when she saw Matt enter the restaurant.

	He continued telling her many stories about his wearabouts, but nothing to explain his astonishing physical changes. "And then I decided to come back." he 
continued. "I needed a place to stay so I looked for properties for sale. Right now you're looking at the new proud owner of the mansion on top of the hill" he joked.
	"You mean the one supposed to be haunted?" Lauren asked frightened.
	"Yeah... that one" he said laughing. "But trust me, it's not haunted. It's been a week since I moved there and I hadn't heard even a door creak... Hey, I got 
an idea... How about I show you the place. I'm sure you would love it."
	"Hmm... I don't know" Lauren esitated, finishing yet another glass of champagne.
	"Aw... come on... I won't bite" he chuckled. "For old times sake."
	"Well... okay. What's the worst that could happen." she said smiling.

	Before exiting, Matt insisted on paying the bill. They got out of the restaurant and started walking towards his mansion. It was mid September, and the autumn 
wind was kinda cold, making Lauren shiver. "Here, take my coat." Matt said and put his jacket on her shoulders. "T... thanks!" she smiled. It was a comic view. His 
large jacket looked more of an overcoat on Laurens small body. They spent the rest of the way chatting about hobbies, future plans, remembering various events from 
college. They never talked too much before. Anyway, Lauren was happy she finaly had someone she knew to talk to.

	"Well, here we are. Home, sweet home!" Matt said as he oppened the door to the mansion.
	He started showing her around. When he was done walking her through something more than a dozen chambers, Lauren was exausted. Matt led her to the salon and 
got themselves a couple of glasses. "What would you like to drink?" he asked. "Gin?... Rum?... Scotch?... Wine?..." he continued checking the bar. "Some wine would be 
nice." Lauren answered. They chatted for a while until Lauren decided it was getting kind of late and she should be heading home.

	"You know that you can stay for the night. As you saw I have plenty rooms available." he joked. "Oh, by the way. There's one more room I'd like to show you. 
In fact, let's go there right now."
	"Well... Ok... I don't live that far away, so I guess I can stay a little longer. It's not like anybody's waiting for me anyway." Lauren replied. She didn't 
know why, but Matt's presence made her feel more confident about herself. Had it been anybody else instead of him, she probably wouldn't have accepted the invitation
to visit the mansion in the first place.

	Matt took her upstairs to the attic. Lauren found herself standing in front of a locked wooden door. Matt opened it and they stepped inside a large room. "This 
is my royal chamber!" he joked. Inside the room, there were many slot machines, air hockey tables, video games. The kind of stuff that would satisfy a college sports 
team rather than a girl. But one thing caught Lauren's attention. In the middle of the room lay a pool table with magenta postav. She didn't know why but she felt 
somewhat attracted by it. She started walking towards it. She put her hand on the surface, delicately feeling the material. Matt sugested "How about we play some? I 
havent had anyone to play with in a really long time."
	"Okay" Lauren responded rapidly. "Wait, what am I saying? It's late, I should be heading home... but, eh, I guess I can have a little fun...no, I should really 
be going...but that would be rude after how nice he treated me." Lauren was having a hard time gathering her thoughts, but she blamed it on the late hour and the drinks 
she had earlier. "Sure. I would love to play." she finaly said.

	Matt racked the balls and let Lauren brake. Feeling dizzy, she managed a nice shot, but she didn't pot any balls. Now it was Matt's turn. He aimed for a 
striped ball and hit it center pocket. "Great shot." exclaimed Lauren, who suddenly started to feel funny. "Hmm... I really must have drank too much..." she found 
it hard to keep trace of her toughts. Instead, now she was thinking how good Matt would look without his shirt, showing his toned muscles. "Wait...why am I thinking 
about this?" she tried to concentrate, but the room seemed to be spinning around her. She didn't know why, but Matt's presence suddenly made her feel aroused.

	Trying to deal with what was going on through her mind, she missed Matt potting another ball. "Damn... I got to concentrate on the game... on Matt's shots... 
on Matt's sh...body... sexy, muscular body... NO!... focus... I want to play... I want to play with.. these... uhm.. coloured balls here" she was finding it more and 
more difficult to focus on the game. Her heart-beat increased. "I want to play with those balls... yeah... balls... Matt's balls... and his cock..." Lauren tought as 
she was getting really horny with every passing second.

	"Damn" Matt exclaimed as he missed the ball. "It's your turn."
	"Huh?" Lauren suddenly awoke from her trance, her face red with arousal.
	"It's your turn to hit. You play with the solids." Matt reminded her.
	"Aw...okay..." she said, panting. She was feeling dizzy and really horny. She somehow managed to put a ball in the pocket.

	"Mmm... instead of playing with balls on this table we can play with eachother on this table" Lauren was finding it ever more difficult to think of anything 
else than sex. She was over the top horny. Her nipples were getting rock hard, now visible pushing through the fabric of her dress. She tried to aim for another ball 
when she felt a strange sensation coming from her chest. The tingling in her nipples started covering a larger surface. Unknowingly, two bumps started forming under 
her dress. For the first time in her life, her breasts were growing. Tiny molds of flesh building up, sending her to levels of arousal she never experienced before.
She couldn't help but reach to pinch one of her nipples only to be greated by a soft, small mold of newly formed tit flesh. Barely A cups, she couldn't believe it.
"OMG. I... I have boobs... Maybe now Matt will want to fuck me...damn...I'm so horny" She positioned herself for another shot. Another ball flew into the pocket.

	The pleasurable feeling in her chest intensified. She felt her dress get tighter. She looked down to see her boobs inflating even more. She couldn't believe 
her eyes. A pair of soft, succulent tits was building beneath her dress as A cups passed through B cups and C cups to stop at a healthy pair of D's. With her dress 
firmly tight over her chest, nipples poking out, she knew her image could make any man's heart skip a beat. "I'm getting sooo... hot" she thought. She glanced at Matt 
wanting to see his expression. She knew her position bent over the table, ready to take another shot would give him full view of her new bust.
	But there he was, looking absent at the balls left on the table, as he didn't even observe his adversary gaining a couple cup sizes in a matter of seconds.
	"What's wrong with him. I'm sure he saw the difference, why is he so indifferent... damn, I'm so fucking horny... if he would just want to give them a squeeze, 
perhaps suck on them..." her mind was overwhelmed by horniness. She felt like screaming "C'mon, get behind me and grab my new rack."

	"Aw, too bad. You missed. My turn." Matt said. Lauren's last shot was totally off, not that she payed any attention to it.
	"Uhm, yeah... tough luck, I guess." Lauren couldn't believe how he kept his cool. "Does he really not observe what happened to my tits?" She stepped away from 
the table. "God, I really need to ease the pressure. My nipples feel about to explode. I got to get a fell of my new rack..." she licked her lips, raising her hands 
towards her chest. "No... focus... you can't let him think you're some kind of slut."
	>>Thonk<< Matt potted another ball.
	"But maybe he won't notice..." Lauren was on the verge of losing control. "...he didn't notice me growing, either... And I really need to feel them..." She 
raised her hands towards her bust and gave them a strong squeeze. >>Gasp<< Lauren almost orgasmed from the sensation. "OMG... this feels so good... maybe I'm a slut 
after all... Mmm... such yummy titties... I can't help playing with them." She squeezed, caressed and jiggled her tits, enjoying the obscene sensations they were 
giving her.
	She glanced over at Matt again. He was still focused on the game. "Damn... what does it take to make him pay attention... I must be offering quite a show right 
now." She giggled at the thought of what an erotic show she must be putting on. And indeed she was. No longer having thoughts of restraint, she gave in to the 
naughtiness invading her mind and the sensations posessing her body. Cupping and caressing her tits, pinching and twisting her throbbing nipples. One would need an 
immense amount of self control to not jump right on her, pin her to the ground and suck greedly on her funbags. She was acting totally slutty.

	"Shit!" Matt exclaimed. "Finally, he observed me." she thought, thinking she'll no longer have to play by herself. She couldn't understand how she became so 
slutty all of a sudden, being insecure and conservative her whole life, but acting like this made her feel good, really good, orgasmicly good... "mmm, yesss..." Her 
thoughts at this point were almost completely focused on getting laid. She couldn't wait for his cock to plunge into her waiting pussy. She imagined titty fucking him 
with her new rack. But then she realised Matt still didn't take notice of her. His exclamation came with a disapointing explanation for Lauren.

	"I accidentaly pocketed one of your balls. It's your turn." he said. Lauren was dumbfounded. "How can he still ignore me?" She mechanicly went to the table. 
Somehow her dress started to feel tighter against her nether region. "What now?" Her dress started riding higher on her thighs. "Wow... my butt... my butt is growing." 
Indeed, her rear was stretching her small dress even further, molding it on her new body. "Damn. I must be sooo hot." She bent on the table to take a shot. 
She pocketed a ball. This time she felt something new. "Ah, it burns." she thought. Quickly, she realised that the fat started melting away from her mid-section. In a 
matter of seconds she sported a trim abdomen and a thin, sexy waist.

	Her new hourglass figure would've made any man drool. But Matt still didn't pay any special attention to her. "Damn. My pussy is dripping wet. I wish he would 
just get behind me and start fucking me silly." she thought, bending over the table for another shot.
	The ball flew across the table and into the corner pocket. "Ooohhh... oooh yessssss..." she screamed. An indescribable wave of pleasure came from her cunt as 
her pussy lips inflated, blooming outwards, and her vaginal muscles tightened, spasming into a well awaited orgasm.
	"Indeed, a good shot." Matt approved. "So he still doesn't pay attention to me... ok... I can have fun by myself." Se licked her lips in preparation for a new 
shot. She could feel them plumping up, becoming more softer and fuller. "Mmm... I'm turning into a total sex bomb." The cue ball rolled on the table. "And another ball 
for me." She exclaimed happily.

	"And another one for me. My turn." Matt interfered. Lauren didn't realize, but she also had pocketed one of his balls by accident. "Oh, well... this gives me 
time to explore my sexy curves." She giggled as she headed towards a sofa, making herself comfortable. Her hands started exploring her body, sending more and more waves 
of pleasure to her brain. Whithout her realising, Matt had potted another ball. More changes were happening to her body. She brought one hand up to play with her boobs, 
while the other slipped under her dress, aiming for her panties. They were soaking wet and, thanks to the earlier changes, they were giving her a really arounsing 
wedgie between her engorged pussy lips. She was sporting the sluttiest camel toe she has ever seen. It was too much. She took off her dress and panties and started 
fingering herself with abandon. One finger, then two, then three, then four and then her whole hand entered her love cave. Her cunt was tighter than usual, but it was 
so well lubricated that her hand slipped in with ease. She started squeezing her left tit hard, pinching and twisting the nipple. She felt it get longer and fatter 
between her fingers, now almost as big as her thumb tip. The sensation she was getting from it was indescribable. She was in awe. Meanwhile, her right hand was burried 
deep inside her moist cunt. She started to feel pressure building around her hand. She thought it was her pussy walls contracting, but then she realised her thighs were 
getting thicker. Letting go of her tit, she brought her other hand down and started stroking her clit. Her once tiny mountain of pleasure, now stood erect, roughly the 
size of her nipples. An orgasm shook her as she found herself thinking about how great fucking will feel from now on, what positions she could try with this new body. 
Her imagination was running wild. It was like all of a sudden she knew every possible way of getting laid. Some positions going through her mind she hadn't seen even in 
Kamasutra. She somehow became an expert in sex. She knew perfectly how to give and receive pleasure. And that was exactly what she was doing for herself. Adding to the 
sexual chargement coming from her clit, pussy and tits, a familiar tingling sensation returned, only this time it wasn't located in her breasts. She found the pressure 
on her right hand diminish as her thighs started parting apart due to her hips getting wider. Her ass started inflating even more, becoming more round and full, lifting 
her higher on the couch. She felt like she was now sitting on a pair of pillows. As she sat there, her new voluptuous hips and her balooning ass, along with her new 
thicker thighs and pussy lips, made her unable to bring her knees together anymore. Her position looked astonishingly inviting. Her body was 'begging' to be used. Her 
dripping cunt was in full view. Her legs suddenly started stretching longer. She carresed them. She remembered not waxing the past few days, but somehow, her skin was 
smooth as silk. Every gentle touch sent chills down her spine and made her clit and nipples twitch. She was in ecstasy.

	"Darn it, I missed again... Come here. You turn." Matt called.
	"Come here... come... cum!!!" Was what she heard, as an earth-shattering orgasm hit her. She arched her back thrusting her tits forward. Her legs spread wide 
as her pussy came. She shook violently. From between her labia, juices were squirting out on the floor. Somehow she now had the ability to ejaculate. She left out a 
soft, sexy moan, as her orgasm subsided. She stumbled getting off the sofa and to her feet. The sofa was drenched in her sweat, and a small puddle of pussy juice had 
formed on the floor, in front of her. No longer 5'4, she stood at 5'9. Her legs had lengthened by 5 inches. She didn't need heels anymore, so she took off her shoes, 
the last material covering something from her gorgeous body.
	She went to the table waving her hips from side to side, giving herself a nice rubbing of her engorged thighs and cunt. Her new heart-shaped bubble butt gently 
jiggled with each step she took. She was a walking distraction. Even if Matt didn't pay attention to her, she didn't care anymore. Now she was hot, she was confident, 
and she knew how to use these attributes from now on. 
	She approached the table and saw only the 8 ball and the cue ball remainig on top of it. The game was nearly over. The game during which she became a slutty 
bombshell was nearly over. And now, it was her turn to shoot.

	She bent over the table. This was it, the game was ending, and she might actually win. Even if she hadn't paid much attention to it, she might win. "How lucky 
can a girl get in a single night." she thought "I got this body and now I can also get the victory. Jackpot if I might say." She smiled. Her plush lips parted, showing 
a shining white smile. She aimed, and took the shot. The cue ball rolled on the table for what seemed like forever. Her eyes sparkled at the perfect contact with the 
8 ball. She watched the ball roll silently towards the pocket. >>Thonk<< She won.

	Her mind suddenly cleared. She remembered everything she did, how lewd she acted, the way she masturbated on Matt's sofa. "Oh, God... Matt... what must he 
think..." Frightened, she turned and faced him. She stood in front of him, naked and sweaty, her sexual scent filling the room. But he was just as impassable as he'd 
been the whole time. Her fear diminished. "Either I'm so drunk that I fell asleep earlier, while we were drinking, and this is the weirdest dream I ever had, either 
he's blind... either he's gay..." she chuckled at that last tought.
	"Good game, Lauren." He said. "Hope to play with you again... It's kinda late. Want me to take you home?"
	"Uhm... no, thanks... I'll walk, it's not that far away." She said, picking up her dress and trying to fit it over her heavenly body, to no avail. As she exited 
the room, the tingling returned to her chest and her tits grew another cup size. She now sported a juicy pair of DD's. She left the mansion and headed home, almost sure 
that it was all a dream. She got naked and crawled under a blanket in her own bed, certain that she would wake up in the morning inside the mansion and Matt would tell 
her that she passed out drunk and he carried her to bed in one of the rooms. Thinking of the weird dream she would have to narate to him, she smiled and fell asleep.

	She woke up in the morning and quickly realised she was in her own bed. "OMG... Was it all true?" She pushed aside her blanket and headed to the large mirror 
she had in the lobby. It was true. There she was, the same Lauren from last night, now sporting the body of a supermodel. Watching her reflection, she felt herself 
becoming aroused. She got back in bed and started playing with her luscious curves. She masturbated for an hour, during which she climaxed many times. Finally, she 
colapsed on her back, exausted. Her breasts swayed gently back and forth from her panting. "Mmm... maybe the mansion is haunted after all."