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🕑 Added 2025-01-31 22:19:38 +0000 UTCSecret Level.
“Welcome.” Amy smiled as she walked through the doorway to her new job. “You must be our new recruit.”
She smiled politely, tugging at her curly black hair. “Yes. Yes, I am. I can’t believe you hired me. This will be my first time doing any kind of game testing.” She took the man’s hand and shook it. “Wow, this person looks younger than I am. How in the world did he manage to make something so complicated at such an age?”
“Oh, don’t worry, it’s not that hard. You are just here to do the easiest job in the world. Getting paid to play a game.” He laughed. “I honestly wish my job was that easy. I mean, I have already play-tested the game a bit, but. . .” He rolled his eyes. “The executives would beat the crap out of me if I tried to just leave it with me testing my own creation. So here we are.” He smiled. “Just tell me if you find any bugs, okay? Simple. Easy peasy.” He lowered his voice. “I wish I got the money you did for half the work you did.”
“What was that?”
“Oh, nothing. Nothing.” He walked to the door Amy had entered from. “So, I will just leave you to it then? You can come and see me when you are done or if you find any glaring bugs?”
Amy booted up the computer. “Yup,” she flexed her fingers. “I plan on being the first to one hundred percent this thing.”
“Sure.” He laughed as he walked out of the room. “I am sure you will be.”
Amy rolled her eyes. “I don’t care what he says. I am going to be the first person to complete this game, even before the developer himself. Now let’s see here.” Her eyes widened. “What the hell? What kind of game is this?” Her character was standing alone, naked, in the middle of a room. “Did that weirdo design some kind of sex game?” She took a deep breath. “Well, I am getting paid to test this. Who cares what kind of content it has? It isn’t my neck on the chopping block if it’s some slutty mess.”
She began to move her avatar around, only to find there was no way out. “Well, this isn’t much of a game. Start naked in a room with no way out. I swear. . .” She rolled her eyes as a pop-up appeared. “If you can’t find a way out, you may have to use something nearby to your advantage. What do you think I am dumb? Also, there is nothing here.”
She was about to stand up when she finally spotted a small box in the corner of the room. “Finally!” She moved her character over to it. “Now, how do I pick it up?” She tapped her finger against her chin. “Maybe it’s X.” She tapped the X key, and then suddenly, her shirt vanished in the real world. “Wait, what the fuck?” She looked down and blushed as she could see her tender boobs being hugged by her bra. “Where the fuck did my shirt go?”
Amy gripped her hands into fists. “You fucking game.” She pressed the X button again. “Give me my shirt back.” She moaned as her bra suddenly vanished, her boobs bouncing against one another, her nipples slowly hardening. “Fuck.” She panted as she looked down, watching her sensitive babies slowly swell against her chest. “What the fucking hell? This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening!”
“Is everything okay in there?”
Amy rushed to the door and slammed her body against it, her sumptuous breasts bouncing up and down. “Everything is fine. Just fine.” Sweat dripped down the back of her neck. “Game testing is coming along just great. Justtt great!” She moaned as her breasts jiggled about. “So, no need to come in here. Everything will be just fine.”
“You said fine a bit too many times.”
“Well, fine is a fine word, don’t you think?”
“Just get to it. I want to know if there is anything wrong with my game so I can fix it.”
Once she was sure he was gone, Amy rushed back to the computer, her sensitive boobs pressing against the table. “Fucking hell.” She tried to reposition, but every time she did, her nipples kept rubbing against the desk, becoming harder and harder and harder. “Why did the fucking game have to make my shirt and bra just vanish.” She crossed her arms and rested them on her ginormous breasts. “Though the extra implant size is nice.” She blushed. “No one will ever know that.”
Once again, she pressed the X button to interact with the item to try and get her character out of the room. “Third time is the charm, right?” Amy smiled as she looked over her body. “Hah. Looks like no weird in real live glitches this time.” She jumped to her feet, her sumptuous boobs jiggling about. “Suck it game. Suck it—”
Amy suddenly grew three feet, her head hitting the ceiling as her pants began to rip apart. “Owww.” She fell forward, her hand falling all over the keyboard before she could steady herself. “Fucking hell.” She took a deep breath as she stumbled backward, her voluptuous ass slamming into the door. “Fuck!”
“Okay, I know you are just goofing off.” The door behind her began to shake. “Open up. You are fired!”
“What?” Her body rumbled, and Amy’s eyes widened as she realized she had just imputed many more growth commands. “Oh god, no!” She was suddenly forced onto her hands and knees as she grew a good two feet, her radiant, squishy ass ripping through her pants. Just as her butt collided with the door, she could hear her newly appointed boss yell from the other side of the doorframe.
“Okay, that is it, I am breaking down the door. Ahhhhhhh!” He cried out in utter shock as the door came crashing down on his face. Amy couldn’t imagine what he would think when he got it off to see her massive squishy butt cheeks.
“Sorry.” Amy was slowly forced forward across the carpet, her sensitive, sumptuous breasts rubbing against the ground as her body quickly filled up the room. “I am so sorry. Ughhh.” She curled up into a ball as best as she could as she continued running out of space.
“You are fucking fired! You hear me!”
“You did this.” She moaned as everything became ever so tight, the walls pressing against her gigantic body, her boobs throbbing as if they were on the verge of growing again. “Ughhh.”
“What!” She gaped as she felt his hand slap her ass. “I wouldn’t dare do anything like that. What do you take me for? Ahhhhhhhhhh!”
Her body suddenly exploded out of the tiny room. Amy could hear a scream as her ass bounced across the floor, colliding with the tiny man before sucking him up. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh.” Her voluptuous breasts exploded through the walls, pulsing and throbbing before the rest of her body followed suit. “Oh fuckkkk.” Soon, the entire building came crashing down on her body. “Oh god, yes. Oh, fucking god. Oh yes. Yessss!” Milk shot out of her hard, raw nipples in spurts as she slowly stood up. “Oh, fucking hell yes. Yessssss.”
Amy slowly panted and looked around the ruined business structure. “Holy hell. I. . . I think I. . .” She scratched at her head. “I don’t think anyone is going to be testing that game any time soon.” She sat on her massive, squishy ass. “I wonder where the game designer went. I swear he was just here.” She suddenly heard a muffled scream followed by a strange movement in her gigantic ass. “Huh?”
“Let me the fuck out of here!” Something pressed against her left buttcheek. “I can’t breathe.”
Amy jumped to her feet, her face red and her sumptuous boobs jiggling about as milk dripped from her stiff, raw nipples. “Oh my god, he is in my ass.” She moaned as the young game designer wriggled about. “Oh, fucking hell, that tickles.” She licked her lips. “Ohh god. Oh fuck.”
“Get me out of here already.”
She reached her hand in and wrapped it around his body. “Maybe a little guy like you should know better than to get yourself stuck in. . . warm places.” She yanked him out.
He snorted. “You bitch. Why did you ruin my game? What kind of level did you find.”
She flicked his head playfully with her index finger. “Don’t talk to me that way.” She suddenly stuffed him into her cleavage.
“Mhmmhmmgh.”
“Now I think you should have some time in there to think how to address me properly.” She jumped up and down, letting her radiant boobs jiggle him about. Amy then pulled the young man out and smiled. “Well?”
He coughed as her sweat dripped down his body. “I. . . ughhhh.” He moaned, and she could feel his warm, hot dick press against her hand. “I. . . am. . . sorry. I. . . won’t. . . misbehave again.”
“Good boy.” She patted him on the head with her finger. “Such a good boy.” She slid him in between her squishy, sweat-soaked boobs. “Now, let’s go and have some fun, shall we?” She licked her lips. “I am dying to have some fun.”
