Mutant Mafia #3 - A Good Time 03 (Patreon)

Story by Leena (@MyLifeIsARPG)

“No fuck you Em…” Mary shouted.

Emma winced in fear. She was sitting, on her bed, with just a bra on, a three cupped bra to show off her new three breasts. “Look, I didn’t know Mary. This is all sudden.”

“No Em, just no. I’ve been covering your ass over and over again, paying your goddamn fees every time we-“ Emma shushed her, pleading with her to keep her voice down. “Every time we went to get a mutagen fix…” Mary said in an angry whisper. “And now you get to mutate and feel that way free of charge!”

“It… look I can’t control it…” Emma said. “I learned about it last time I went to the doctor. The blood tests came back positive with the gene and..”

“That was months ago!”

“I know Mary! I know! I didn’t want to tell you because I thought you’d react like this!”

The two girls sighed heavily as Mary paced back and forth. “So that’s why you stopped coming with me? Cause you get to get it all for free?”

“No it’s not just that” Emma said looing down. “Look, I know when we dosed with mutagen it gave us a big rush but… it’s not right. This… it doesn’t feel like the mutagen. It’s not a rush. It just feels… right… like it’s supposed to happen.”

“Yeah right, like it was fate you were supposed to have three tits…”

“Actually… I’m probably not done mutating…”

“GREAT!” Mary said throwing her hands up in the air.

“Look, I wanted to stop going long before I learned I was a mutant Mol...” Emma pleaded. “Getting involved with the mob, taking illegal mutagen doses, that’s way WAY over my head. I smoked some weed, took shrooms at a party once. When I said I wanted to explore harder stuff I didn’t mean like this!”

“So you’re just gonna bail on me because you won the genetic lot tery?” Mary said grinding her teeth in anger.

“No! I’m bailing on you because it’s wrong, and you should bail too.”

“Oooooh no I’m not going to bail now so you get to be a mutant and I don’t! Fuck that I… ugh… nnnngh” Mary fell to her knees in pain.

Emma gasped as she saw Mary’s neck start to lengthen. She watched her friend grunt in pain as she shakily held her hands in front of her, watching her fingers merge down from five to three.

“Calm down… calm down…” Mary whimpered. The took deep breaths and slowly felt her changes reverse. She was left on the floor, gasping for air.

Emma rushed to her side. “Mary, what’s happening to you…”

“It… it’s fine… It just happens when I get too excited is all. I just need another fix and it will stop.”

“Mary, look at you. They have you hooked. You have to stop…”

“I’m not gonna stop Emma! You sound like my mom!”

“I don’t get it!” Emma said with desperation. “If you want to be a mutant so much why not just let… whatever is happening to you happen. You want to change right?”

“BECAUSE IT HURTS EM!” Mary yelled, for a split second three long tongues thrashed out of her mouth. “Because… it hurts… because the mutagen makes me feel alive and this… this doesn’t. This feels like my body is tearing itself apart. It’s scary Em. It’s not how mutations are supposed to feel…”

“All the more reason to stop taking the mutagen…” Emma said.

“You don’t get it Em!” Mary said, her cheeks red with frustration. “I only feel like myself when I take the mutagen. I don’t FEEL human anymore… and when these weird spontaneous changes happen… I feel even less like myself… like I’m becoming something I don’t have control over. Nnnngh” it was all Mary could do to hold back a tail that was trying to grow.

“Then go to a doctor!” Emma responded, genuinely concerned for her friend. “Just come clean. They can help you. They helped me!”

“Oh no…” Mary protested. “And let them know what I’ve been doing? The cops will be at my door the next day… or worse… the mob. You wanna have a run in with that goliath we met? Cause I sure don’t”

“Then what’s the other option Mary? Just keep paying tons of money to mutate in a dingy room for the rest of your life?”

“I’ll handle it…” Mary said turning away from Emma.

“Mary… please let me help you…”

“I SAID I’LL HANDLE IT!... UNNNNNGH” Mary nearly screamed as she felt her breasts expand. They grew wildly, several sizes, ripping her shirt to shreds. They hung off her chest, as they slowly divided, into four breasts, then six, six massive breasts with long udder like nipple teats.

Emma just gasps staring at how little control her friend had over her body. “Mary I…”

“STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!” Mary shouted as she ran away, her hands crossed over her chest, slamming Emma’s door behind her.

“Oh Mary…” Emma said. She sat down on her bed and put a shirt back on. “What are we going to do?”