bimbosanddolls: Chelsea finished the instructions the shop owner had given her. It was surprisingly

bimbosanddolls: Chelsea finished the instructions the shop owner had given her. It was surprisingly easy; make a circle, say some words, and gain a whole bunch of power. “Okay, that should do it,” she said, barely able to contain her excitement.She put the necklace around her neck and focused on channeling her energy into the small pendant that hung from it. If everything had gone the way she was told it would, Chelsea now held the power to change anything about herself.The shop owner had suggested she’d make the circle in front of a mirror. She was going to want to see the changes happening to her, and it was best if she didn’t leave the circle once the ritual was complete.Sitting in the middle of her bedroom floor, Chelsea closed her eyes. She began to focus all of her thoughts on one thing. She felt something, a heat building inside of her, as she took a deep breath and channeled that energy.Suddenly, she felt something brush against her shoulders. She smiled and opened her eyes, amazed to see her easy-to-manage pixie cut had grown down past her shoulders and all the way to her breasts. “Holy fuck,” she said to the mirror. “That is incredible!”  Her mind began to race with all the possibilities. She actually could change anything about herself; her hair was a good start, but she was going to have a lot more fun with this.She spent hours changing herself amazed by what she could do. She experimented with her hair in all the colours of the rainbow before returning to her natural brown. She watched with amazement as she gave herself the full, round breasts she had always wanted. As she examined herself in the mirror, she knew that it was going to be difficult to change these back later.Then, she had her best idea of all. With a giant smile on her face, she left the circle and hurried into her home office. She knew she didn’t have a lot of time; he would be home from work soon. Sitting down at her desk, she grabbed a pen and began to write a note for her boyfriend, Ryan. Content with her message, she hurried back to the circle. She clutched the pendant dangling from her neck, took a deep breath, and focused all of her energy into turning herself into a hot, stupid plaything for Ryan. Within seconds, Chelsea began to feel something. Though she was sitting down, her head felt fuzzy and dazed as if she had stood up far too fast. She closed her eyes and tried to will the feeling away, but it only grew stronger as her mind began to cloud over. Chelsea gasped in pleasure as her boobs began to expand again. As much as she was very happy to have a little something in the chest department now, she seemed destined to end up with huge, impossibly perky tits. She quickly pulled her bra off before her growing breasts destroyed it completely. She was nowhere close to her original size. In fact, that was becoming true in more than just breast size. Her eyes now opened, she pulled her gaze away from her swelling boobs and realized that she was shrinking very quickly, becoming a short, curvy knockout. The thought sent a tingle of heat between her legs. As she continued to change, her breasts ballooning out past her previous changes and looking even more fantastic as her formally 6’1” frame became smaller, her clothes were changing as well. Her band t-shirt faded and transformed into a sexy crop top that showed off her ample cleavage. Her plain but comfy yoga pants faded and shrunk into a pair of brightly coloured hot pants that hugged her new bubble butt. She looked at the bra in her hand which was much larger than it had been, “F cups!?” she squeaked, her voice noticeably higher. “I’m, like, sooooo huge now!” Finally, her body seemed to settle. She felt light-headed as she cupped her new boobs. They sat high and proud on her body. She stood up; she must have been nearly an entire foot shorter. She was tiny, busty and could feel herself growing dumber by the second. “Fuck… “ she turned to check out her ass and giggled, “this is, like, crazy hot.” The mental changes began to speed up. She could actually feel herself getting dumber. She tried to remember concepts from university, but nothing was there. Even high school seemed like a blur to her right now. “Gee, I better, like, write some stuff down before I forget ev… more stuff!”Her vocabulary was fading quickly. The complex words were gone, but even the longer simple ones seemed to be a challenge for her. If she wanted to write anything, she knew she needed to do it quickly. Grabbing the note, she had to read it over; she had already forgotten what she had written originally.   “Oh my gosh, no,” Chelsea gulped. She hadn’t told him how to reverse the change.She grabbed a pen and was about to start writing as her mind continued its transformation. A warm, relaxing wave crashed against her brain, completely derailing her train of thought, “Um, shoot, what was I doing again?” She brought the pen to her lips and was sucking on it absent-mindedly when she remembered, “Oh right! Changing back!”She pulled the pen from between her lips and giggled, “So, to change me back, all you have to do is….”Her left hand had trailed up to her breasts. They were already considerably larger than she had been a few minutes ago. She gave it a gentle squeeze and let out a breathy moan. “Oh my gosh, my boobies are so sens…. sensi… they feel so good.” She put the pen down and began fondling herself with both hands.*****Ryan made his way to the bedroom only to find an unfamiliar, yet ridiculously sexy, woman sitting on his bed completely naked.“Um, can I help you?”The sexy bimbo shrieked with glee, “Yay!!! Ry! You’re home! I’ve, like, been waiting for you!” She wrapped her arms around Ryan and squeezed him tight, “My boobies feel like super good when I hug you.” A very confused Ryan just stood there, stunned, as this bimbo hugged him. Chelsea was sad. She didn’t understand why he wasn’t as excited as she was. Then, she remembered the note. “Oh, here!”Hey babe,I know you probably have a lot of questions right now. I don’t exactly know what is going to happen to me but, trust me, we’re both going to love it. Just know I’m okay, I love you, and I wanted to do this for you. Have fun with me, okay? And make sure you turn me back. xoxo, ChelsThere was something written after, but it wasn’t a full thought. Ryan had an idea as to why that was as he looked up at the unbelievably sexy women standing in front of him. “Chelsea?”She giggled and nodded, “Yeppers! So, whatcha think?”Ryan couldn’t believe his eyes. This was his girlfriend? But… how? It didn’t make sense. The note said it wouldn’t, but, still…. “I.. I don’t know what to say right now.” Chelsea smiled and kissed him. Her lips were soft and full, and she eagerly explored the kiss with her tongue. “Well, we don’t hafta talk right now.” “But…” Ryan’s mind was scrambling to collect his thoughts as his transformed girlfriend pressed herself against him, “you said to change you back. How am I going to do that?”The bimbo took a step back. She tried to think, but she had made sure that wasn’t her strong suit anymore. Her eyes were blank and unfocused and Ryan could tell she was struggling, “Umm, well, I dunno. But… like, I like being like this.”  Ryan sighed; she wasn’t going to be very helpful right now. And, as Chelsea has discovered, the situation was becoming very arousing. “Ooooh, someone’s like all ‘cited!” she teased him, stroking her hand along the front of his pants. “C’monnnnn, can we like play? Pleeease?” Her hand reaching into his pants, Ryan knew this conversation was over. He kissed Chelsea. He could work on fixing this later. And maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if he couldn’t. -- source link

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