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Dating Sim-ilated
🕑 Added 2025-06-01 02:52:25 +0000 UTCText only version. For the illustrated version, please refer to the Discord channel included with your member benefits.
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“Seriously? A dating sim? That’s why you called me over!” you groan, tossing the controller at your friend Sam in annoyance as you take another look at the colorful anime characters on screen. Ridiculous, overly-proportioned bodies, all of them tucked into skimpy outfits ready for the player character to date and then, well if you know Sam well enough, then fucking them was the next logical step “You are such a fucking looser dude” you mutter, resting back into his living room couch as you cover your hands over your face in disappointment at your buddy, sure you knew he was a weeb and an absolute tragedy with the ladies, and you didn’t mind that, but baiting you over to play his gooner game was too far.
“Hey, it is fun! You have to try it, you can’t just shoo it off as shit if you’ve not even gone past the menu!” you stare at him in awe, not at a sudden realization or anything, awe at the fuck that he could tell you that with no shame and with the full delusion that you would enjoy playing whatever the fuck it is he feed to the poor PS4 sitting in his living room “Sam, look man, I don’t mind you playing this thing. It is not my business to dictate what you jerk off to, but please keep me out of all off…” you make a motion with your hands “...all of this” Sam just frowns and crosses his arms in response as you so casually dismiss his game “I just wish you could understand how fun it is!” the moment the words leave his mouth you hear a thunderous boom as the lights go out, flicker back on and die again “What was that?” you ask as you feel a sense of dread, your body screaming at you to get out of the living room as you hear the crackles of an electric current, you turn to look for the source only to be met with the PS4, the console sizzling with noise before a bright flash of light burst from it, blinding you before your hands can shoot out to cover your eyes.
You open your eyes to see…everything seems…back to normal, the living room looks the same, the lights are back up, and the PS4 is completely charred “Shit dude your console got toasted” your friend looks around, having being flashed himself before his gaze recenters on the console’s charred body, his eyes widen at the sight and he quickly runs towards it “Noooo! PS4 talk to me please!” he cries, cradling the charred body of his game console “Calm down Sam, it’s just a game console, we should probably check outside to see if there’s any real damage to your house since that bolt must have struck us directly” you say as you try to disengage him from his mourning over the plastic box “Ugh you are, like, such a bother Mom! Can’t you see my PS4 broke? What am I gonna do now? This sucks soooo much” you frown at your friends weird tone and the fact that, if your ears didn’t get fucked in this ordeall, he just called you mom “Sam did you just call me mom? Dude, what’s up with you today?” you ask incredulously as he stands up to face you “Are you playing with me right now Mom? Ugh I don’t have time for your games, this sucks so much already sooo can you just give me like, enough money to buy another one?” he asks, extending his hand out demanding cash from you. “Listen here you young la-” you stop, why were you going to call him that? “Sam I think something is wrong…” you mutter out the last part as a wild sight is fed into your optic nerve, Sam’s clothes have been switched, in fact, his whole silhouette has changed, he looks smaller, delicate, his previous dumb Goku shirt now a white blouse and his lower body covered only by a navy blue skirt, the outfit complete by a bag that now hangs around his shoulder “Your…your….” you point out with worry, not sure what to make of the situation.
“What’s wrong? Do I look weird or something” Sam stares at you before something clicks inside his brain, and he quickly pulls out a pink pocket mirror, swiftly checking every inch of his face on the thing “OMG I get your worry now! My makeup is a total mess!” Sam cries out as he pulls out a makeup kit out of the bag “Thank you for pointing it out! I can’t look like this when Player-kun gets here” ‘Player? Who tf is she talking a…wait she? My daughter is not a…’ you look up at Sam as your thoughts start to become jumbled up, whatever’s going on is seriously messing with both of you. You are about to say something when her top catches your attention. Sam’s blouse seemed smaller, no, the fabric seemed…tighter, straining against a developing pressure as her chest quickly expands beneath it.
POP a button pops out of place as her boobs balloon outward with a physic’s defying jiggle, freeing up an expanse of milky cleavage “Ooopsies, gosh this thing just can’t stay in place” she complains as her hands lower away from her face to work on her open-top, giving you a glance at her now makeup covered face. Her eyes have changed to a deep red coloration, straight rubies staring down into her top as she works to fix it, her face filled with carefully done make up to perfectly accentuate her gorgeous features, all framed by shoulder-length blonde hair ‘As pretty as I was back in college’ you shake your head to cleanse yourself from the foreign thoughts once more, the hell is going on with your head! “There!” she triumphantly declares after buttoning the blouse back up, or more accurately having forced it shut. The poor piece of fabric stretched to its breaking point across her chest, big gaps of mouthwatering cleavage visible across it as her bust seems to have grown during your examination of her face, each melon easily a bit bigger than her head and proudly showing off a lacy black bra under her now skin tight blouse, the piece of underwear doing god’s work of supporting up her voluminous globes.
“Well, I’m heading up to change for my date with Player-kun~. If he gets here, please send him up to my room. Love yaaaaa Mom!” she smiles warmly at you before doing a cutesy pose and heading upstairs, her massive tits wobbling around like water balloons with each climbed step as she disappears onto the second floor of your house.
You slouch back on the couch, mind filled with anything but answers regarding what just happened. Your daughter Sam, now a “She’s not my daughter!” you scream to purge the thought, mentally exhausted from the constant barrage of words forcing you to think of her as nothing more than your offspring now. You can feel tears of frustration well up in your eyes as your hands come up to cover them, failing to notice the new slender shape of your arms or how silky smooth the hair brushing against your fingers is.
You sit there basking in your laments of loosing your daughter to whatever it is that changed her as your upper body begins to melt down itself, redistributing all of its tissues as your body is re-shaped like putty into a womanly silhouette. Once the general shape for a mature frame is done, tissue starts flowing in excess into your chest as two bulges rise up like dough against the green sweater that now covers your upper body “Ooooh~” you let out an involuntary moan as they explode off of your pectorals, stretching out the sweater as they greedily expand with fatty tissue ‘These got so big when Sammy was born’ you can’t help but think as your hands come down to caress your immense still-growing bosom, fingers trailing down the swelling expanse of your breasts, hidden only by the thin fabric of your sweater ‘God these things are killing my back, poor Sam is going to have to deal with that when she reaches my age…and the boys probably hungering after her around campus’ you can’t help but think as your boobs wobble against your top, ripping the green fabric at its seams as you take a quick stretch.
Just as you get comfortable, a sudden knock of the door breaks your cat-like stretch “Coming!” you shout out as you stand up, lightly swaying your hips as they stretch out into perfect child-birthing proportions, filling up the jeans that now cover your lower body in just the loveliest of ways. You open the door to find a cute boy, just around your daughter’s age, standing at the entrance with a nervous smile “Hi Miss! I’m Player, I’m here to pick up Sam for our date” he says in a polite manner, fidgeting with his pockets as he ogles your jugs as if you wouldn’t notice his pervy gaze “Oh sure honey come in!” you turn around with a smirk on your face, it has been quite some time since you received any attention and having to raise Sam took too much time out of your day to get into the dating scene again, so the feeling of young eyes on your voluptuous figure was quite the welcome one “Sammy’s upstairs, you can join me in the couch while you wait for her~” you purr out, bouncing your plump ass with each step just for him as you lead him to the couch, swiftly pouncing onto his lap as you reach it “Miss what are you d-doing” he stammers, defensively pushing against you, strong enough to “accidentally” squeeze his fingers around your hefty breasts but not committed enough to push you off “Aww don’t be like that, Sammy is going to take some time changing, and I’m just sooo lonely Would you mind keeping and old hag like me some company” your eyelashes flutter seductively as you lean closer to him, every breath that escapes from your plump lips findings its way into his face “Come on I think your little buddy here likes the idea” a moan escapes from his mouth as your clothed folds grind on his erect member, it doesn’t take him even a second to nod at your offer and soon your not so clothed body is repeatedly impaled down his length as you ride your daughter’s potential date.
“That’s it, let it all out~” you whisper into his ear as you pet his hair, softly cradling his face into your enormous tits as you feel his cock twitch with his impending release “Aaaah ♡” you moan into his ear as he explodes inside you, filling up your lonely womb with so much needed seed “That was good, but I think you have more for me no?~” your words caress his ear as you bite into it, smiling in satisfaction as you feel him ready to go for another round. You didn’t quite get what your daughter meant earlier by wishing for you to understand “Aaaa!” but as he moans and buckles his hips you do, this is quite fun ♡.
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This is probably one of my favorites and I hope this doesn't become the first story to get sent to Patreon horny jail, I censored the GIF so much because I'm scared that it will be 😭. With this only one more story to go to finish what was supposed to be May's uploads.
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