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🕑 Added 2020-07-05 00:23:37 +0000 UTCI met my fiancee Jane while we were both studying clothing design. She is an ordinary girl, very happy and playful. I ended up falling in love with her quickly. Over the years we received our degree, although without much employment, we had no choice but to look for alternatives, I dedicated myself to interior design and she studied to be a beautician. Jane ended up becoming an expert at it and gained a lot of fame in our hometown. She was recently called to Port Solei's most famous company, Sakura Nails, with a significant pay raise at stake and a home with great views. We could not miss that opportunity so we decided to move out immediately.
Upon arrival, I immediately noticed the great difference between Port Solei and the rest of the cities. I had always seen the mutants on television, but I never imagined that it would feel so different to see them in person and in Port Solei there were more of them than I expected. Just walking down the street is an adventure. So many shapes, so many different bodies, so many surprises, it was a perfect mind fuel for design their clothes.
It has been two weeks since we moved. Jane's work is paying off and our savings has improved a lot, it did not take long for her to become recognized in the beautician field to the point that famous people in Port Solei fight to hire her.
Since she had free time when she returned home, she decided to take out her design skills to help me in my work and together we were able to achieve good designs, which we sold for considerable amounts of money.
One day Jane came home, leaving her bag on the couch tired. She found me designing a sketch of a swimsuit for a humantaur as she hugged me from behind.
"Hi darling. What are you doing?" She said greeting me with a kiss while she leafed through what I had designed. "Why do you always make the suits so tight or revealing?" she asked laughing and walking away as she untied her clothes a bit.
"You know what I always say; mutants look better the less clothes they wear..." I said, to which she turned sticking her tongue at me. "You are a pervert!"
Minutes later, she came over drinking a glass of water, wearing lighter and more comfortable clothes. She sat next to me, leaving the glass on the desk. "How was your job today?" I asked without taking my eyes off the design.
"Ooof, it was exhausting... one of the clients was a teenage mutant. Can you believe she had ten arms?! Not four or six, TEN!" she told me as she gestured with her ten fingers. I looked at her surprised "Wow… that must have took a lot of hours" I answered and then laughed.
"Do not make fun of me! I had to paint a hundred nails! Even the girl was bored after the first hour!” Jane pouted at me. I continued to laugh, making her expression change to a smile and then made her laugh.
Jane leaped over me and unbuttoned my shirt with one hand, whispering and almost touching my lips "You always make my day better... to the point that you turn me on..." My pencil fell onto the desk and I put my arms around her. That night we had sex until we fell asleep.
"Darling, wake up... Daring... Darling!" I heard Jane's voice as I slowly opened my eyes; I sat on the bed clearing my eyes while Jane kept talking to me.
"Something strange happened to me as soon as I woke up...,” she said, when my eyes cleared I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was the most erotic scene I have ever seen. Jane was on her knees in bed, wearing her panties and the shirt that she had taken from me the night before, but she was different. Her ears had grown and she had two extra breasts and two extra arms. My fiancée had mutated!
"J..Jane? Y... you have mutated! How do you feel? Can you move your arms? ” I asked her a bit worried. She smiled covering my mouth with a finger of her lower right hand while with the upper ones she grabbed my shoulders and lay me down on the bed again.
"There's only one way to check it..." She said with a malevolent smile as she lowered her panties, exposing her two vaginas to the air. At that moment, I knew that I was right, mutants look better without clothes.
