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4th Wall Does Not Prevent TG (FemWarden TG)
🕑 Added 2022-10-19 22:01:00 +0000 UTCThe art was done by AlineSM, please check out their work.
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Warden sighed as he typed away on his computer, trying to get through his latest story. As he did, he kept eyeing the time, trying to get it done before it got too late into the night. This was the last thing that he needed to do for the day and then he would have everything done on his list. He might not have work for the next couple of days, but he knew what time he usually fell asleep around, and when he wouldn't be able to play his games. Sometimes he wished that he had set it up in his room, or his office instead. That way at least then he would be able to play his games on it whenever he wanted.
“Then I wouldn’t be able to sit in my recliner when I do,” Warden muttered.
He looked at the word count again and breathed as he typed, his fingers pressing down on the keys so fast and rapidly that it was like a group of galloping horses. The word count rose higher as he did, and he could feel his glee grow as it got closer to his targeted goal. His pace increased when he got down to the last hundred words and forced himself to focus on them and not get distracted.
“Finally,” Warden muttered as he typed the last word of the sentence. He frowned when he saw that it didn’t end on a zero or a five, and removed the space between the words until it did. He smiled again when he did. It was a small thing that would have annoyed him to no end if he didn’t deal with it. He smiled. “Now I can game to my heart's content tonight.”
He had been meaning to get a little further in some games that he had started, and others that he wanted to start. Sadly that list had only been getting bigger with every major release that passed he was interested in and he needed to trim it down. It didn’t help that all of the stuff on that list was stuff that he wanted to play asap.
“I’ll figure it out in the heat of the moment,” Warden told himself as he went to the living room. Sometimes that was the only way to do things, and when it came to relaxation that would be no different.
He stretched as he pulled out his phone, looking through the ideas that he had stored on it. His mind went wild with the fantasies. He wasn’t in the mood right now, but that didn’t mean they were off the table now that his quota was done. Maybe later tonight then he could go back to writing and having some fun. There were some more stories that he wanted to round out. He had saved quite a few of those and that pile wasn’t going to get smaller on its own. Maybe even revisit some of the old Jaune, Nero, and Joker TG ideas. Not to mention he still had that brick thicc idea for Joker, and that urge for FemJaune as well. That was some art that he should commission when he had a bit more money in his wallet.
“Dang it,” Warden sighed. Why did so many artists have to come in all at once and say that they were ready? He was happy about the art, but he wished that he had a bit more time to deal with it. Still, it did little to deter the grin on his face. He was sure that FemJaune would look just as nice as a buff sexy curvy babe with big tits and a big ass. Perhaps he could take some notes from Barghest or Debonair Diamond. To strong thicc muscular babes, who were the perfect sort to draw inspiration from.
Suddenly three bright lights filled the room, making the writer yelp. He noticed through the bright light that three distinct masculine shapes formed. The light dissipated and Warden’s jaw dropped when he saw three familiar men standing there.
“No way,” Warden muttered, staring at who could only be Nero from Devil May Cry, Jaune Arc from RWBY, and Joker from Persona 5. He rubbed his eyes wondering if this was a dream and if his real self was currently sleeping on his bed or at his desk. He pinched himself and rapidly opened and closed his eyes and to his shock, they were still standing there.
What stood out to him more was how annoyed they looked. Nero had a crossed hateful look on his face that made Warden reel back. His eyes even flashed a bright crimson red and for a moment, the writer wondered if he was about to be on the receiving end of his gun, or sword. Joker glared at him through his mask and looked more like an agent of death than a thief. Even Jaune, the nice guy of RWBY, didn't look too pleased at the sight of him. The blonde’s arms were crossed glaring at him as well. He had his sword on his hip, though he didn’t look ready to draw it.
“Am I…am I hallucinating right now?” Warden muttered.
“No, what you are seeing is quite real,” Joker stated.
“Yeah, and we’re here because we can finally have a long…discussion,” Jaune said, his voice hard, with anger seeping in.
“About…what?” Warden questioned fearfully, wondering what he could have possibly done that would make some of his favorite characters look like they wanted to kill him.
“It's about how you keep turning us into girls!” Nero spat, glaring at Warden vehemently, making the writer jump. “We’ve had enough of you messing with our heads and changing our bodies to fill your fucking fantasies!
“You guys…you went…” Warden rambled, his mouth moving on its own. “Oh. . .shit. . .” He mentally swore with a pale face.
“Every time that you had turned us into girls? Yeah that happened,” Nero snapped, glaring at Warden. “I’ve had to deal with you giving me tits bigger than my head so many times that I swear I can still feel them bouncing, even though I don’t have them anymore! Especially when you know that I have a girlfriend and forcefully pair me up with the guy that did it dammit!”
“Yeah, I’ve had enough of my world getting shuffled around and my relationships getting thrown out of whack enough times. It's bad enough seeing my friends lash out and then just calmly accept things as if I had always been a girl. I got enough of that from my sisters shoving me into dresses and forcing me to cross-dress! I don’t need or want to become a girl. I am comfortable with my body the way it is, thank you very much!”
“I’m still waiting for that moment you decide to mess with me again in a dark story and wonder how bad it's going to be. Maruki was a nice guy and all, but I know about some of your ideas that you have discussed with others,” Joker stated coldly. “There is no way in hell I’m going to let Shido or Kaneshiro have their way with me. Especially as their wife or whore.”
Warden’s eyes slowly widened as the full weight of their words hit him. They had been aware of what he had done and had somehow managed to come here. They knew about the other stories that he had planned for them.
“Oh…oh dear,” Warden muttered. He had never thought that all of the times that he had put them through they were going through it. He had only been focused on making them into sexy babes in a variety of spicy or wholesome ways to fulfill his fantasies!
“That’s one way to put it,” Joker remarked. “We’ve also gotten a peek at all of the art that you got as well. No doubt for the ideas that you had thought about putting us through in the future as well.”
“Yeah, and I also saw those comic pages from the first time you messed with me, those were a horrifying memory to recall. There’s no way Weiss would transform me into a girl if she could!” Jaune denied.
Warden had to hold back the smart remark that he wanted to make about the early seasons of Weiss, seeming more likely to transform him into a girl. It wasn’t until those later seasons that she warmed up to him. Back then he was sure that if she could, she would if it would make Jaune stop.
“W-What are you going to do?” Warden questioned, knowing that it couldn’t be good for him with how angry they looked.
“Well since you decided that we would make such cute girls. It's only fair that you get an idea of what it's like when we go through it,” Jaune smirked maliciously.
“Indeed, sometimes a harsh lesson is required to make sure something is learned,” Joker said.
“Yeah and we ain’t going to cheap out of it either. You better be ready for all of the curves you could want,” Nero smiled maliciously, his voice dripping with vindictive pleasure as he showed his demon hand. “Because you’ll be dealing with them now.”
Warden couldn’t help but find the look unnerving, especially with Jaune. It looked so out of place on his face, especially after all of the seasons that he had watched with his buddies. The blonde didn’t even have that look when he was staring down Cinder Fall after what happened with Pyrrha.
Warden shuddered and gulped as he braced himself for whatever would happen next. He hoped that it would be more on the hot and sexy side rather than the painful side of things. He wasn’t sure how well he would have been able to cope if it was more painful.
Before Warden could do anything, Joker pulled off his mask and blue energy hit the writer in the chest, making him yelp. The young man wondered how this would start as his entire body tingled. With all of the transformation stories that he had written and read he would like to say that he had a vague idea of how it might happen, but that didn’t mean much considering he was in it.
The brunette boy blinked when he saw strands of hair enter his vision. Warden shuddered as his hair trailed down his head. He grabbed the growing locks and noticed the increasing softness that they had. He rubbed them, unable to stop himself from doing anything else at how silky soft it was. The growing locks curled as they continued to grow until they gently rested at the nape of his neck.
“My hair?” Warden commented. He knew that he had been told to expect it, but seeing it happen was just as surprising to see.
“Seemed as good of a starting place as any,” Jaune commented.
“I….I thought that it would grow longer,” Warden admitted and then froze as he looked at the trio.
“I figured something like this would be better since you don’t make our hair too long,” Joker explained with a smirk. “Unless you would rather have hair all the way down to the floor.”
Warden didn’t say anything, knowing that if he did, then it would only make the situation that he was in worse. He tried to keep his face clean of the terror that he felt but failed miserably.
“Oh if you’re already terrified by this, then it's only going to get worse for you,” Nero smirked.
Warden shuddered again as if he had been thrown into a cold shower. His teeth rattled and goosebumps formed on his skin. He hugged himself as he tried to warm up, but it proved to be futile as the cold worsened. He breathed through his nose and looked down at his body, and jumped when he saw that it was noticeably lacking in the hair department. The darker moles and spots that lined his body were disappearing as well. He slowly moved his arms and the young man flinched at the full sight of the diminishing hair that was there. He watched until it was all gone, and then looked at the others.
“Looks like someone's skin is starting to clear up. How does it feel to have such soft and delicate skin?” Nero teased, smirking.
Warden didn’t say anything as he rubbed his skin, admiring the soft and delicate flesh that he had now. It was so soft, almost velvety. There wasn’t even a strand of the hair that he had there before the transformation. It was as if it had been removed from his body with the world’s closest shaver.
“Well with that out of the way it's time to get right into the meat of it, wouldn’t you agree guys?” Jaune questioned.
“Yes,” Joker agreed.
“Oh hell yeah,” Nero stated.
Warden gulped and wondered what would be the next big change that his body would go through and then shuddered as his arms suddenly started getting smaller. His fingernails grew slightly longer and lost the uneven chips on them from when he would scratch them with his other hand and lose the roughness they had. He ran his finger over them and could feel them even out, and get smoother. He continued to rub them until they were a refined point. His arms tightened, losing some of the flab that they had as they thinned. The brunette prodded them and was astounded by the firmness that was appearing in them and continued to become more apparent. His shoulders let out a popping noise as they lost some of their width, getting smaller and making his upper body look more womanly.
Warden studied the change to his arms and gently squeezed them, noticing the smaller amount of plush that was there. It was strange to see how much more refined and slimmer they were when he recalled his bulkier man arms. It was almost mystifying, enrapturing with how he momentarily forgot the situation that he was in.
“If that’s enough to render you dumb then you’re mind is going to be blown when we get to the later parts. Now let’s give you something to strut around now,” Joker laughed.
Warden shuddered as his legs altered. His feet let out small cracks as they morphed and got smaller. He breathed through his nose as they became smaller petite womanly feet. The process continued up his legs and his calves slimmed down, gaining a refined tone that wasn’t there before. He continued to shake his lower body and watched as jiggled a little less until he struggled to notice any bounce from it. He hesitantly reached down and squeezed his slimmer, lower legs feeling less fat there than he would have before the transformation. The feminizing young man gulped, knowing that what was about to happen next would be far more pleasing, enticing, and mind-numbing than anything else that he was used to.
Just as the author had expected his thighs swelled, making him shudder. His ballooning thighs pushed against the confines of his silky pajama pants making him shudder as if they were teasing him, making Warden gulp, his face burning as his shaft stood at attention. Unable to stop himself from enjoying what was happening. The young man couldn’t help but feel shame and arousal at the pitched tent that showed just how aroused he was by what was happening to him. His wood only got harder as his expanding thighs brushed against his balls and scrotum, forcing him to adjust his stance. The brunette quickly did so to try and get some relief, but his thighs quickly squished them again and continued to do so. Warden moaned as his masculinity was getting crushed between his meaty thighs, making him groan as he adjusted his pants.
The onlookers' faces darkened at the visible mound between his legs. Jaune bit his lips as they became an atomic red. The mask Joker wore did exceptionally well at hiding the flush that he had, but the slight pink that was visible at his neck and ears betrayed him. Nero’s face was the easiest to read. He visibly shook as he struggled not to turn away and gulped as he watched. The white-haired boy struggled to keep his eyes upward, but every few seconds they would hone in on the diminishing member.
“Please no more,” Warden pleaded as it got worse, and yet he couldn’t help but find it a little pleasing as well.
Warden’s thighs finally finished expanding when they became huge thick round thighs that would have been impossible to go anywhere without a delightful jiggle. The feminine man stared at the huge thick thighs that he had now, which now gave him a small, but noticeable pear-shaped figure that would have got him much attention. The young man squeezed his immense thighs and wondered what it would be like to rest his head on his thighs like this and how enticing that lap pillow would be. The delightful plush that he felt from there, made his face burn, as his fingers dug into them, especially with the bolt of pleasure that came from them. His fingers instinctually squeezed them again and he gulped the bolts of pleasure that went through him that demanded he squeeze them more.
“Before we go any further can we change the face please?” Jaune questioned. “I don’t want to see the rest of this continue if we’re going to see a guy’s face you know.”
“You know what that’s fair,” Nero agreed. “I don’t want to see a masculine face on a womanly body either.”
“Then let’s do it,” Joker agreed.
Warden’s eyes twitched as his face changed and he winced as he could feel his skull altered. His jawline softened and his cheekbones rose higher. His nose let out a small crack as it got smaller. Unlike his nose, his lips swelled and he sucked on them. His glasses struggled to stay on, but he was quick to adjust them so that they fit properly. It was getting harder to do so as his face’s features shifted, but he refused to give up.
“Think we should ditch the glasses?” Joker questioned, looking at his fellows.
“I think it would be better if we just let him keep them. It adds a bit more to the cuteness,” Jaune admitted.
“And besides, where's the fun if he can’t see what is happening to him?” Nero asked.
“You guys make some good points,” Joker smirked again.
The glasses suddenly fit around Warden’s new face much better, right as the changes to his face settled. He brushed his hair to the side and moved his hair back so that they fit properly. Despite how happy he was that his glasses fit him again, he wasn’t comforted by them because of their comments.
Warden looked at the nearby mirror wondering what the new him looked like now. He jumped when he saw his reflection in the mirror. Looking back at him was a beautiful woman that looked like it should have belonged on the cover of a fashion magazine. He traced the softer face and flinched as his soft delicate finger traced his face. He gulped, knowing that he would have admired her without question if it was someone else.
“That’s better,” Jaune stated, getting a nod of agreement from Joker.
“Okay, not that’s over with, we can continue to bring in the rest of that hourglass figure,” Nero smiled.
Warden groaned as if he had just been punched in the gut. He moaned again as his mid-section let out a loud gurgle. For a moment, he thought that his breakfast would come flying out of his body, with how his insides felt like they were being twisted into balloon animals. The young man moved his hands and watched as his stomach got smaller, despite how much pain in his stomach.
The flab that was in his core tightened and hardened in seconds. Warden pressed down and frowned at the slight jiggle that came from there. He had done a bit of exercise to stay in shape, but that didn’t stop him from getting a slight bit of fluff there. His hand was pushed further away as it refined. He continued to pat his stomach and every time he did, there was slightly less jiggle there than there had been. When it finally stopped, Warden had gained a completely flat stomach that could have given a piece of wood a run for its money with how flat it was.
There was no time for him to take it in, as his waist got smaller and he winced at the sudden change as if someone had grabbed him in a tight bear hug. Warden groaned again as the sides of his body slimmed down. The young man hugged himself and gulped as the hourglass figure he had continued to develop. He rubbed them, still hugging himself tightly until he was left with a slim waist that made his lower and upper body flare.
“Now that the warm-up is done I think it's time that we reach the climax of the show,” Joker said, his voice having a tinge of embarrassment running through it, but still a little eager for what would happen next.
“Yup,” Nero agreed, his voice strained.
“I think this might have awakened something in me,” Jaune stated, and got weirded-out looks from the other two. After he said that, Jaune blushed and realized what he had said and looked down at the ground so that he didn’t have to see their questioning looks.
“Oh…dear,” Warden started and looked down at the tent in his pants that hadn’t reduced in the slightest since the transformation had begun.
Suddenly there was a pull on his privates that made Warden pale as the heat in his body suddenly spiked. The young man whimpered and he shuddered as he bucked his hips trying to keep his body stable as it became more intense. His breathing picked up and his fingers brushed against his hardwood, making him moan like a bitch in heat. The transitioning man screamed in euphoria as the tip of his member retreated into his body. He swayed, his mind numb after what was easily the greatest orgasm in his life running through his body.
It didn’t settle as he could feel his balls trailing against his thighs. It was as if someone was teasing him, trying to get the best reaction that they could from him. Warden’s face darkened as he struggled to regain his bearing. They entered his body at once, completing the change in gender from a young man into a lovely lady, making another round of juices wet the front of her pants.
“Welcome to the female side of things. I’m sure that you'll enjoy your stay and all of the stuff that comes with it,” Nero snarked, with a shit-eating grin.
The words barely registered in Warden’s head as she continued to shimmy around, rubbing her plush thighs together. The bulbs of pleasure that erupted from there were enough to make her moan.
“Did we look like that when we changed into girls?” Jaune questioned. Again he had to fight the growing tightness in his pants as he adjusted them, but it proved to be futile.
“Maybe?” Joker replied. “I have to admit it's a little nice to see it on someone else. It makes me understand why he kept doing it to us a little.”
“You two aren’t letting all the shit he put us through go are you?” Nero questioned, looking at the two of them flatly.
“Not far from it. Just have a little more understanding is all,” Joker replied.
The grunts and moans that came from Warden became higher as her throat burned. The pitch of her voice changed as the intense heat and dryness of her throat worsened. She desperately wanted a drink, but couldn’t bring herself to stop rubbing her thighs together. The former man brought her hand up to her throat and could feel her Adam's apple getting smaller, tighter. She wanted to take her hand off of her throat, but she couldn't bring herself to move it away, despite how strange it was. Every little bit that she lost on her neck made her flinch and her face twitch until it was finally gone.
“Oh good lord that was weird,” Warden finally got out and blinked at the huskier womanly voice that sounded like it could have belonged in a porno. She hadn’t even tried to sound seductive and yet it came to her so naturally.
“Ok that sounds a lot better,” Nero remarked. “I wouldn’t have been able to deal with hearing your voice if it kept coming out of that.”
The young woman stumbled as her hips suddenly snapped wider. Warden placed her hands on her hips as they strained her pants further than they already were. She massaged her thighs, increasing her pace as they widened further, savoring every little bolt of pleasure. She rolled them from side to side to side as her underwear strained against her lower body. When they finished growing she had huge wide striking hips that only added to her bottom-heavy appearance.
Warden shuddered again as the tight underwear that she wore suddenly got even tighter as her butt suddenly swelled. The small pants legs on them tightened even further around her thighs as her ballooning buttcheeks strained her underwear. The fabric dug even tighter into her thighs, making her quiver and his lustful mind imagine that someone else was feeling them up. It only served to fuel the fantasies within her as she massaged her butt and thighs with greater intensity. Tears formed on her underwear as they struggled to remain on, riding up her crotch and buttocks as they swelled. The young woman massaged her ass and savored the fiery electrical pulses that ran down her backside as if they were a drug. She couldn’t bring herself to stop as her former boring rear had grown into a huge blimp of a booty that would bounce everywhere she went.
“Ok, this is…,” Nero remarked as he stared. He pulled at his pants and adjusted them as best he could, but it did little to avert the tightness there.
Jaune couldn’t bring himself to say anything. All he could do was stare at Warden and how she played with herself. Sure, there was a part of him that understood why she was so eager to play herself and he was filled with vindictive glee, but it was overwhelmed by how sexy it was to him. With how happy she seemed, even he was getting drawn into doing so.
Joker didn’t seem at all perturbed or uncomfortable, despite the blush. A grin formed on his face as he watched.
“What a rush,” Warden stated tiredly as she wiped her sweaty brow. That was the only thing that she could say, and even that was more automatic than anything.
“And now we reach the coup de gra,” Joker commented.
“The what?” Jaune questioned.
“The finale,” Nero answered. “Now then time for the king kong boobs to come in since that’s what she likes. How big of a cow do you think she’s going to be?”
“Huge,” Jaune answered with a smile.
Warden gulped as her flat, boring nipples perked and frowned, trying to look scared as her face warmed again. Her nipples swelled in size, rubbing against her rough cotton shirt and making her shudder, wishing to tear her top off, but the crowd stopped her. The sensitivity of her chest only continued to grow as the areola became the size of quarters and her nipples became the size of nipples.
Not even a full second after the tips of her chest changed, her pecs softened and swelled, forming two small breasts that grew larger. The brunette watched as her chest ballooned. Her face darkened as shame and arousal coursed through her being. Her hands clenched but then moved, eager to fondle the growing apple-sized hooters that she was sporting now. Warden bit her lip as she fondled them with a dark blush on her face. It was just as pleasing as her ass was and just as addicting. No matter how big her boobs got, even when the cleavage was too much for her hands to hold and escape between her fingers, she didn’t stop and adjusted her grip to better hold them. They finished growing when they had become a massive G-cup that pulled on her upper body and were as big as watermelons.
“So this is what it's like when you’re not on the receiving end,” Jaune muttered as he adjusted his pants. His face was a dark red, and he cleared his throat. “It almost makes me understand why he does it so much.”
“I don’t think mine have ever been that big when I have gone through a transformation,” Joker commented, as he scratched his chin.
“They’re smaller than when I got changed into a damn female wrestler,” Nero muttered, as he was forced to adjust his pants. He shuddered at the phantom image of the breasts that he had at the time came rushing forward. A smirk formed on his face at the flush that was on Warden’s face. “Now that we’re done changing him into a girl. What do we do for clothes?”
“Well, he…I mean she does have a habit of shoving us into tight revealing clothes or something along those lines,” Jaune brought up with a frown. “Whenever I get transformed it's always something like that. The first time that he had transformed me it had been because of a catsuit.”
“Tell me about it,” Nero sighed. “He does like yoga pants and short shorts, not to mention all of the cosplay stuff he gets.”
“I got something better in mind,” Joker said. “A bunny suit.”
“Oh, that sounds perfect. The guy loves his bunnies and wanted to shove all of us in them and some other guys. So let’s shove him in one and see how he likes it!”
“Great idea! It will really show off his new curves!” Jaune smirked.
“Wait…what?” Warden blinked.
Suddenly the clothes Warden wore tightened around her frame as the fabric changed. The silk pants she wore tightened around her legs and formed over her feet and became silk stockings. Another layer formed over her feet as they hardened and formed into tight shoes. She rose where she stood as they formed into blue heels that made her stumble where she stood. A rip formed over her bust as the changing fabric around her crotch suddenly tightened and dug into between her legs and butt. She whimpered as she could see a small blue V form on the crotch. It traveled upward, her waist, feeling like it was getting mushed, and her figure left on full display. She whimpered as the leotard that had formed over her bust mushed her breasts and butt, making them look ginormous, but also sending another round of pleasure through her as if someone was fondling them. A soft cottontail formed around her butt and a pair of bunny ears formed on her head.
Warden shook her head as the initial burst of euphoria calmed down slightly. The prominence of her new curves and hourglass figure, fully registered in her head along with the tight outfit she wore now.
“There we go. Hopefully, now you get the lesson,” Jaune grumbled angrily.
“I’m pretty sure it will stick after this,” Joker smirked.
“If we have to come back again, then you’ll wish that this was all we did to you,” Nero threatened.
Suddenly the same light red aura that they had arrived in came over them again and just like that all of them were gone, leaving her alone in her home. The new young woman looked around the room as if she was expecting them or someone else to jump out of the shadows. The ticking of the clock grew louder and as more time passed, the writer felt more comfortable and sure that she was alone now.
Warden looked down at her curvy frame, and couldn’t help but grin as she watched her bust bounce. She wiggled her ass and watched how it sensually swayed side to side. The perverted writer grabbed her breasts again and gave them a small playful squeeze, savoring the bursts of pleasure. She grabbed her phone and took a few quick shots of her cleavage and huge booty. The brunette couldn’t help but feel a sensual thrill at the thought of posting them online, knowing people would go crazy over them.
“And they said this was supposed to be a punishment?” Warden giggled, enjoying every little burst of sexual pleasure that came from her body. She did a small little jump and shivered in absolute delight at the burst that came from her body. She spanked her full round ass and moaned loudly as it jiggled like crazy. “You silly boys think that this is my first time in this „being transformed“ rodeo. You’re nothing but amateurs, but you have a good start at least so you’re taking the right lessons from me. I should reward myself for that A+ performance but first, there’s something I gotta do.”
The bunny suit-clad writer went back to her office, skipping merrily, swaying her hips sensually, and making sure to bounce her bust, paying rapt attention to how it all moved. The way that her breasts and butt seemed to take a few seconds longer to settle than the rest of her body did, making her happy. She sat down back in her chair with a devious smirk. Her immense breasts mushed against the keyboard of the laptop, making her blush slightly and adjust herself so there was a little more room for her breasts to rest without mushing her keyboard. The new woman wiggled her hips, savoring the delicious enticing cushion that her buttocks had, which made her seat even more comfortable than it already was. She pushed her glasses back, her bicep pressing into her bust.
They thought that would be enough to knock her down and make her stop messing with her when she felt like it. She giggled, shuddering, enjoying every little jiggle that came from her body. They thought they were the only ones with some tricks up their sleeves. They would be in for a rude, and sexy reckoning.
...Despite the newly developing attraction and horniness towards them as attractive men now. Eh, that was bound to happen thanks to being a female now.
