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 second, more "hardcore" ending I've written.



THE POOL TABLE - MALEFIC MANIPULATIONS

	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 aims, her body still weakend from the earlier orgasms. She shoots... and misses. "Aw, too bad." Matt said. His words pass by her as she sees him potting the 
last ball. Her mind started filling with intense desire. Even more obscene thoughts started spining in her head. Images of her participating in orgies, pleasuring both 
men and women with her sensual body overwhelm her brain.

	"I saw everything that happened to you." he said. Her eyes opened wide. "The rumours are true." he continued "This mansion is indeed haunted. I found it out 
playing this very game, at this very table." She tried to comprehend what he was saying but she was getting very dizzy. "You don't have very much time left being your 
old self, so let me explain. As you know, in college I was just your average nobody. Pretty short, skinny, not incredibly bright, nothing that would make a girl want me. 
I moved abroad and continued my studies, making a fair amount of money, not worrying too much about geting a girlfriend. Getting laid wasn't a problem either. I'm not 
ashamed to admit that having money does have certain benefits... Anyway, I decided to come back, thinking I'll, maybe, open a business here, or something. Perhaps find 
some of my old acquaintances, see if they want to join me... So I bought this mansion. I heard the rumours 'OMG... that place is haunted', 'Don't go in there' but I 
said 'What the heck, just rumours, right?'... Nothing seemed out of the ordinary until I entered this room and saw this table. I hadn't played pool in a long time so I 
decided to take a few shots. I started pocketing balls by myself. And that was when it started... With each ball pocketed, my body began to change. I got taller, 
stronger, more handsome, some would say, and many other changes. I couldn't believe it. I was ecstatic. I had no idea how it all happened... And then he appeared...

	Floating above the pool table was a ghostly appearance, with an evil smile on it's face. 'You are the first one who played at this table in 100 years.' he said 
to me. 'It's been a long time since I've corrupted a mortal. I have slumbered for a century since the last owner of this mansion came into this room... He said he 
didn't want to deal with me anymore, that I was evil... Well, he was right, I am evil... Muahahaha!' his maniacal laughter sent chills down my spine.
	'And now...' he continued 'you foolishly came and practicly gave yourself to me. I didn't even have to trick you to play like I did my former victims. Kinda 
ironic, isn't it.' he gave me a creepy smile. I was terrified. I headed towards the door, but he cut me off. 'Where do you think you're going?' he asked. 
	'I...I'm s...sorry I disturbed you.' I stuttered.
	'Silence.' he ordered and I froze. 'I usualy just posess my victims, have "fun" with them and throw them away when I'm done. But this time I'm thinking of 
something different... How about a deal with the devil? I am going to give you two options. As you see, only one ball left on the table: the 8 ball. Pocket it and I'm 
gone forever, leaving you this new body you seem to enjoy so much, as a "reward". Miss... and I will posess you, mind and body.' I was shaking from my every muscle. 
'But it won't be that bad... I kinda like you so I won't throw you away like the others. Instead, I will posess you forever, combining your body with my powers. You 
might say I'll be you and you'll be me for the rest of eternity. Muahahaha!'
	'I have to win.' I thought. Becoming some kind of undead hunky deamon was out of the question. I took the cue, aimed and took the shot."

	Lauren couldn't believe her ears. She was staring at him mortified. "S... s... so... what happened?" she managed to ask. "Well... I didn't pocket the 8 ball." 
Lauren shivered. "S... s... so... h... he... posesed you?"
	"Exactly my dear. As he said, I now am him and he is me. Sharing body, mind and, especially, powers. So what better way to use these powers but to make a game 
of pool at this table as interesting for my opponent as it was for me the first time I played." Lauren couldn't believe her ears. "As you may realise now, my dear, 
every ball potted had made changes to you, physicaly and mentaly. You are now probably having a hard time thinking of anything other than sex."
	"You bastard." Lauren shrieked.
	But he was right, her mind was invaded by naughty thoughts. Somehow she still wanted him to fuck her, to use her, to make her new body reach it's final purpose: 
pure, unsaturated pleasure. "Don't bother resisting, my dear." his voice shifted to a deeper, more grave tone. "As I told you earlier, the final stage of your
transformation has already begun." 
	"B... but... it's not fair!" Lauren managed to say almost crying. "But yes it is my dear. Just as your old friend Matt, you've had you're chance of escape when 
you were supposed to pocket the 8 ball. Just like him, you would have received this body I saw you enjoy earlier on the sofa as your prize. But, unfortunately for you, 
just like him, you missed." Cold tears were pouring down Laurens cheeks. "Don't be sad, my dear, as your new life is only just starting. Since we became one entity, 
you're the first one I've played with that lost. All the other girls escaped. So... how should I put this... you'll be the first one I've fucked in a hundred years. 
I am certain that I can live up to your horniness. Muahahaha!'

	His evil laugh faded inside Lauren's ears. Her tears stopped, her face lighted up and she smiled. She climbed the pool table and positioned herself on all fours. 
The view was mesmerising. Her body was insanely hot. Long, shapely legs that seem to go on forever. Thick, juicy thighs ending with a marvelous heart-shaped ass, that 
continues into a narrow wasp-like waist. Two fat labia dripping with sticky, warm fluids, and a giant sensitive and erect clit, waiting hungrily to be pinched and 
rubbed. Big, perky tits with large, portruding, hard, aching nipples, waiting to send the body into awe if they were touched. And last, but not least, full, soft, pouty 
lips that look like they were made for the sole purpose of sucking cocks. "Your slave is waiting... master..."

	Matt wasted no time in dropping his clothes and climbing the table. He posted himself in front of her, standing, as an ancient warrior with his defetead 
opponent at his feet. She got up on her knees and stared at his crotch. His balls were as big as tangerines, with his sack hanging half way to his knees. Over it was 
the biggest cock Lauren has ever seen. It was huge even without being hard. Desire filled her mind. She started working him off using her hands, licking her lips in 
anticipation. In a matter of seconds, his enormous manhood stood erect. One foot of manflesh, thick as a soda can, was there to pleasure her. Lauren's eyes glowed with 
hunger. She licked the giant rod from the base to the tip, and sealed her juicy lips over the bulging glans, sucking hard. With one hand, she started massaging his 
balls. As she started to move her head up and down the monster, more changes started happening.
	Her nose shrank a little, her eyelashes got longer and thicker and her cheekbones got higher. Her hair, formely dirty blonde and shoulder length, now started 
extending across her back in dark shades of red. Her eyes opened wider and two shining purple pupils stared up to Matt, seeking approval. Had she been pretty before, 
now she would have made Aphrodite herself feel jealous. She was a goddess of beauty.

	Sucking more and more of his cock with each bow of her head, she found it more and more easy to take his entire length. Her neck now produced lubricant just 
like her cunt and her gag reflex was completely gone, so she was deep-throating the 12 inch giant with ease. Juices flowing from her twat started to drop down the 
pool table. She was getting off sucking him. No longer holding his girth and sack with her hands, she started fingering herself furiously and pinching her nipples, all 
this time sucking him off, drooling on his erection. She felt like she knew how to give blow-jobs since forever. In a few seconds, his balls raised and his cock 
twitched as he came down her throat. Warm, sticky fluid filled her stomach in a nearly endless flow of cum. She was on the edge. She could feel the taste of an orgasm 
(in more ways than one) tingling her insides, but she simply couldn't reach the tip of the iceberg.
	"I see you want to cum." he said "Pitty that now you may only cum on my command." Lauren was shocked. Her lips let go of the enormous head, a mixture of jizz 
and saliva draining down her chin and neck, covering her tits. 
	"Oh, please, master. Hadn't I served you well?" she pleaded.
	"You want to taste the sweetness of your first orgasm as my loyal servant? Are you willing to do anything for it?" he asked.
	"Yes, master. Please use me... use my body as you wish. I want to be your sex slave." she said with abandon. At this stage of transformation, her sole purpose 
was giving and receiving pleasure. But above this, came the need to serve her master like the obedient sex pet that she is.
	"Bend over, slave. And spread wide." he commanded. She complied, happy at the thought of having her pussy ravished by his giant dick. She let out a soft moan as 
his glans parted her swollen labia. Then, with a forcefull thrust, he entered her hot pussy, burring his whole length deep inside her tight cunt. "Cum!" he commanded. 
Her whole body shivered and she came harder and longer than she ever had. Her body felt weak as she colapsed on the table. He grabed her waist and lifted her with ease, 
his cock still firmly penetrating her. He got her off the table and took her next to a mirror, holding her from underneath her thighs. "I want you to witness your final 
transformation." he said and he started moving her numb body up and down his enormous rod like a living blow-up doll.

	A living blow-up doll indeed. His every thrust felt like it was pumping something into her. She started tingling all over. As she looked in the mirror she saw 
her new look. She could still tell that is was her, but her beauty seemed greatly amplified. Long, wavy red hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her purple eyes, shining 
like two diamonds, would've been her greatest feature if it weren't for her lips. Those succulent, plump lips anyone can fall in love with. The lips she used to suck 
her master's cock. "Mmm... that felt so good" she remembered oraly pleasuring him. She could still feel the salty taste of his seed ticklling her tongue. She remembered 
how his cock massaged those lips, her tongue and her throat. And now, that same cock was masaging her other set of lips, a set naturally made for feeling such pleasure. 
She was on the brink of orgasming again, but she knew she wasn't alowed to until her master commanded.
	Her whole body was hipercharged with arousal. Each thrust of his cock sent shivers down her spine. The general tingling that covered her body started localizing 
on two certain areas. She was familiar with that sensation. The feeling of being pumped up by his cock became even greater. She was moaning lascivious with his every 
thrust. And then she saw it. Her body started to change even more. Her breasts were growing again. The pleasure she received from the growth was even greater than 
before. Like a pump filling a baloon, the cock entering her cunt was filling her tits. DD cups, F cups, G cups, larger and larger, fuller and fuller they became.
	By the time her juggs passed H cups, she took one of them into her mouth and sucked greedly. Her tongue was playfully tickling her swollen teat, while her 
sensual lips were gently massaging her areola. She continued watching the mirror and she saw that her hooters weren't the only things growing. Her rear started 
inflating as well and was now a huge brazilian-sized badonkadonk. If her body was incredible before the last phase, now it was simply insane. She was in love with her 
own reflection. She was in love with her own body. As Matt's thrusting intensified, her tits grew even faster, passing through HH's and J cups as she sucked them.
	With one final thrust, he came inside her. She let go of her melons, feeling his semen pouring into her womb. But it didn't stay there. She felt the warm fluid 
moving higher, making it's way to her new center of the universe, her breasts. She gained another three cup sizes, ending at an incredible M cup. Milk started leaking 
from her now cork-sized nipples.

	Matt took her off his cock and placed her on all fours back on the pool table. "In case you hadn't noticed yet, you now are an expert in all types of sex. As 
you can see, your ass is now much bigger than when we started screwing. I always had a thing for anal sex. If you can pleasure me, then I will give you what you crave 
for, your orgasm."
	"Yes, master. I am yours to do with as you wish. Please, use my huge ass." she said, pushing her ass towards him. As he entered her asshole, she was surprised 
to feel no pain, but intense pleasure. Her asshole was different too. Just like her mouth and neck, it now produced lubricant making fucking efortless. It was also more 
sensitive, almost as sensitive as her pussy. The manhood entering and exiting her ass made her body rock back and forth. Her tits were now the size of watermelons, 
hanging heavily below her, swaying, making her long, erect nipples brush against the rough postav. Matt reached down to play with her clit. He started stroking it, 
making her pussy squirt, sticky fluids now flowing on her inner thighs. Her mind was numb, filled only with pleasure. She was eagerly awaiting the reward her master 
promissed her. She moaned as he squeezed together her mammoth mammaries, even more milk leaking from them. His thrusting intensified.
	Her tits were shaking furiously, slapping against her sultry face and flat belly. He slapped her ass. "Ooohhmmm..." she moaned. She slapped her again. 
"Aaagh..." her scream was muffled by him putting his hand over her mouth. He arched her back, thrustin her tits forward. He put his middle finger between her lips and 
she started sucking it ravenously. He pulled her head back and spanked her again, listening to her moan silenly on his finger. Her nipples were ready to explode.

	She needed release. He thrusted his whole length inside her asshole. "Now cum!" Matt ordered. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her jaw dropped, releasing his 
finger, and the most extreme orgasm of her life settled in. "Cum again." He commanded her and she screamed and started shaking vigorously. "And again." Her tits erupted 
like gazers, spilling her sweet milk all over the pool table. Orgasm added to orgasm sending her to even higher peaks of ecstasy. He pulled his cock out of her ass and 
whispered in her ear "Three more times." She let out a faint scream, and she passed out in bliss.
	Matt got dressed and left the room, leaving Lauren uncounscious, her gorgeous body lying on the pool table in a puddle of her own sexual juices.
	"Mmm... maybe I'll keep this one after all."