Shayna was beautiful. Plain old downright beautiful. She was sixteen years old, and could have any guy in the world. She was 5'10, had blonde hair, blue eyes and a cute face. But what really made her stand out was her breasts. They were completely natural but huge, and perfect. She had to get bras custom made to fit her. And she loved it. She would always wear tank tops that were two sizes too small, so her boobs would pop out. She walked down the halls of her school as if she was putting on a strip show.
Many of the other girls at her school would start rumours about her boobs being fake. If guys would ask her if they were real, she'd take off her shirt and wobble them around. "If they were fake, would they do this?" she would say, and the guy would nod, and start drooling. Shayna thought it was cute, but all her friends thought it was disgusting. Shayna didn't care.
She had gone out with many people, mainly university students. When you looked at her, you'd think she was 20. Her favourite though was Walt Moir. He was 28, and dubbed the best looking guy in town. They had nothing in common, but would make out all the time. But one thing Shayna never did, which surprised everyone, was that she never had sexual intercourse. She fooled around all the time, and even tried with other girls. But she was afraid to have sex, and though she had been asked many times, she turned all the offers down. Walt dumped her after finding this out. Shayna was frightened. Walt begged her to strip and play with herself as he filmed her, and she did. She became afraid of what would happen if people saw the tape.
Shayna hadn't gone out with anyone for 3 months when something weird happened. She went to bed one night, naked as usual. At around 2:00 a.m., she felt something weird on her breasts, almost as if someone was playing with them. She tried to touch one and felt a hand there. It felt so smooth, and she let the hands rub her breasts. She was half asleep and figured it was a dream. Suddenly, she felt the hands disappear. She suddenly felt something sucking her tit. She got up the energy to get up to see if someone was there. She saw no one. She got up to go to the bathroom to get a drink. She was so tired, she spilt water all over her tits. The water was cold and her nipples became erect. She looked at herself in the mirror, then squeezed her boobs. I'm so lucky to have these things, she thought.
As she went back in her room, she realized it was a lot warmer in her room than it was before. She decided she didn't need her blanket, and would sleep without anything. She laid her head on the pillow. She suddenly felt a cool presence beside her. She opened her eyes, but no one was there. Sub conciously, her hand grabbed a large penis in the cool presence. She put it in her mouth and started sucking. It took her a few seconds to realize what she was doing, and she opened her eyes to see that she was sucking an invisble cock on an invisible man. She didn't stop however. The dick she was sucking must have been over a foot long and very wide.
After a few minutes of hard sucking, she realized that this invisible man wasn't going to cum. She let go of the penis to catch her breath. She tried to reach for the man, but felt nothing until she felt the cock being inserted into her pussy. She felt nervous, as she had never done this before. But she started to enjoy it. She let out a moan as it started throbbing inside her.
It kept going for twenty minutes, and Shayna became very exhausted. She felt the cock leave her pussy, and she suddenly became very tired. She fell asleep almost instantly, completely forgetting about the weird presence.
In the morning she woke up and looked around. There was nobody there, and it looked like nobody but her had been there. Was it all a dream? Who was that man? Whatever it was, she liked it. She was very happy. She decided to wear something extra revealing. She instantly thought of the brand new tube top she bought. She had bought the right size for a D cup, but she was double F. She put it on, and realized that it was a bit tighter than it was in the store. She had a bit of trouble putting it on, but when it was on, it revealed enough cleavage to make a guy's jaw drop to the ground. She also found some nice tight leather shorts, to add to the outfit. She was only 16, but she looked like a porn star.
She went through school easily, as she would get any guy to do her work. It wasn't very hard, she would just rub her chest against them and they were off to work. When she got home, she looked in the mirror. It looked almost as if she had more cleavage than before, her breasts were slightly bigger. That's impossible, she thought.
That night, she felt the presence again. Yet again she fucked it and enjoyed it a lot. In the morning, she went to brush her teeth, and realized her breasts WERE bigger. They probably grew a whole size. Shayna was startled at first, but became quite happy. She bounced one of them around, and smiled.
She realized that it would be harder to find something to wear, and that her bra probably wouldn't fit. She tried anyway, and stuffed them in. She put on one of her tank tops that had already been stretched. It took her almost twenty minutes, as the bra was a bit bigger than usual. She quickly rushed downstairs to eat something and go.
When she went to school, people started staring at her, but in a different way than usual. They were pointing to her crotch. She looked at it and realized she had forgot to put on underwear and pants! She felt like such an idiot. She ran as fast as she could to the washroom. She went into one of the stalls and started crying. She cried for over fifteen minutes, then finally stopped. She suddenly had the urge to play with herself, especially because she had no pants on. She rubbed her shaved pussy, and then licked her fingers. She took off her shirt, which took so long to put on, and then undid her bra. She felt free, and wiggled her tits around. She realized she might be able to lick her own tits. She brought one up to her mouth and started licking it. She enjoyed it.
Suddenly the washroom became very warm. She realized what was happening. She exited the washroom stall, and felt the cold presence in front of her. On instinct, she laid down on the floor and the man titty fucked her. His dick was long enough to go between her tits right to her mouth. She sucked it as he squeezed her tits together. It felt good.
After a few minutes of this, she got up, and asked the presence "Who are you?"
"Who do you think I am?" it replied in a deep tone.
"I don't know. That's why I asked you." she answered impatiently.
"Well, who do you want me to be?" it said.
"I want you to be the kind of person that will tell me who they are." she demanded.
"Why do you need to know?"
"You know you are really startin to piss me off."
"Why do you care?"
"That's it! I'm leaving!" said Shayna as she was about to walk out the door without her clothes on.
"I am Roz." She turned around. "I was sent here on a mission. I was to persuade you into a business."
"What? What kind of business?" Shayna said, squishing her tits together.
"I was created by a man named Haisal Van Maxen. I must shape you to be in his business. He makes porn movies. But special ones. They are in the third dimension."
"So what am I supposed to do?"
"You will be the playmate in these movies. I am here to prepare you. But my job is done for now. You must get experience. Your breasts will grow until they become HHH cups. This is large, but you must be perfect. You must also have sex as often as possible. With your looks, it isn't even a challenge."
"But wait! What do I do now? I have no clothes for the day, and if my breasts keep growing, I won't have any clothes!"
"Don't worry. We have supplied you with new clothes. They are tight, but they fit, and are extra sexy. And for today, we have these." suddenly clothes appeared. "I will be back in two years to be in these movies. Goodbye Shayna."
Shayna looked at the clothes. They looked like they were translucent, almost seethrough. She put them on, looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She looked like a porn star.
She went to her class. It was science. She sat beside this guy named Jared. He was tall and muscular. She thought about what Roz said. He had been begging her to go out with him. Now he became the luckiest guy in school. She stuck her hand down his pants. At first, he was startled, but then realized who it was. She whispered something in his ear. He just looked up and smiled.