Exclusive Story: E-GIRL Part 11 (Lauren Burch) (Patreon)

*Ya know, even though I technically failed to get this done by today (since it's midnight for me) I'm happy I stayed up and got it done. Hope you like it! I'll put it in the HTML document ASAP*

“Man, I’ve been waiting for-ever..” Jacob groaned, pausing his game and reclining his chair to about a 140-degree angle. He never thought one hour could feel like an eternity, even while playing video games.

It had to be the anticipation! The excitement of knowing that he was up next to play a few rounds of Valorant with Valkyrae for the coming hour that was really killing him… but… what else could he do but wait the thirty more minutes for his turn? Perhaps play a round of something with the stranger who just walked in, though maybe not. The stranger looks a little off. Who the hell wears a Ski Mask indoors?

The Ski Masked individual caught notice of Jacob’s leering, snapping his head violently in Jacob’s direction and making Jacob avert his gaze in what Jacob thought was a rather inconspicuous way: faking a yawn and scratching the back of his head as he turned back to his paused video game.

Jacob cringed a little hearing the rapidly approaching footsteps of the stranger, but minded his own business until he got a face full of sweet nose-stinging perfume that made him freak out on the owner of the hand that sprayed him with it.

“Hey! What the hell’s your problem, dude!” Jacob yelled, standing up whilst wiping his face free from the perfume’s residue.

The stranger's strangely pristine smile showed through the mouth hole of the Ski Mask as Jacob confronted him.

“Problem? You’re the one with the problem.” The Masked man taunted.

“What?! Are you talking about me looking at you just a moment ago?! That’s no good reason to spray me in the face with whatever you just sprayed me with… ass…hole.” Jacob’s anger tapered off near the end of his lecture, his vision blurring slightly as he blinked hard to clear it.

“Ugh…” Jacob rubbed his heavy eyes as the scent of the flowery perfume permeated each breath. His aggression and energy were sapped as he dropped back into his chair and looked up to see that the masked man was no longer present.

“Man… what’s going on…” Jacob felt like he was ready for bed; he could hardly keep his eyes open.

His head felt heavy as he laid it back against the chair's headrest, feeling his body sleepily tingle as if he’d just taken a melatonin tablet.

Jacob squirmed in his chair as the tingle ran through his body, his hands running over and back across the semi-coarse plastic of the armrests on the chair. His legs clenching together as he tried to fight the sleep that threatened to knock him out, only to feel his cock rise in his jeans as he wormed around.

“Mmmmmm…” Jacob sighed pleasantly as he felt himself sink further into the chair, the feet he could typically place firmly on the floor slowly rising off it as he could not keep his heels flat against it any longer. The things slowly rising until only the tips of his toes could touch.

“What’s… happening to me…?” Even through the lulling fragrance of the perfume, Jacob could tell something was wrong, his body being caressed and wrapped in a warm but constricting hug as he felt his clothes slowly loosen, the light clicking of his shoulders migrating nearer to his deflating torso as his entirety was drawn skinnier.

“Ahh.. ahhh…nughh ughhh…” Jacob's scream was weak as he squirmed in resistance to seeing his waifish body below him. His shoes falling off as crunches on his feet scrunched them to petiteness.

“What’s… going… ooooonnnn?!”

Jacob could feel his pants and socks ascending his legs, the latter stopping just above his calves as knee-high socks that begged Jacob’s skinny calves to grow. Jacob’s flesh responded with a squelch, growing plump and soft as his calves rounded behind his shins. Jacob could feel the change: a bad cramp that faded quickly, but left his calves feeling fatter and rounder.

Jacob continued to squirm as his legs were revealed, the pale, hairy things losing their hair as the strands pulled into soft tanning skin while his pants fell away in tatters.

“Uhhhn~ my clothes… My… uuuhhh~ *POP* UGH!” Jacob felt his hips groan, pressure building up in his joints until they jutted out with a tremendous pop!

“Ahhhh~ fuuuhhck…”

Jacob writhed as his underwear tightened into silky girly panties that sat high on his hips and left much of his ass exposed. The intense transition from the firm but gentle hold of cotton traded for the slick caress of the silk made his dick and balls bulge and throb as he pressed his rounding and plumping thighs together, feeling his ass bubble and spread under him in a soft cushion that grew cute and supple.

“Ohhhn~ god!”

His hands grabbed his soft thighs as he gyrated his hips, feeling an orgasm build and threaten to soil his newly transformed underwear. With each gyration, the soft flesh of his thighs squished around the bulging member in his panties. Jacob’s face was beet red as he let his dazed mind bask in the pleasure that each movement brought, his balls tight and his member about to burst as his final gyration pushed him over the edge, but the feeling that followed wasn’t an orgasm…

“UHHH! No, no! Mnnnnuuhhhh~!”

…What followed was the sharp deflation of Jacob’s manhood and the quick ascent of his voice. The young man cried out normal for the moment just before his balls popped into him, the swift sinking of his Adam’s apple following the slurping inversion of his cock into a flat mound between his thighs.

Jacob pawed at her pussy that was hugged by her silk panties tightly, her fingers probing the puffy lips with her fingers while she stretched her back into a curve.

“Ahhhhn, oh my god! Muhhhoh!”

Jacob's waist slowly pinched in, his stomach drawing itself tight against a toned core. Her hands scraped against her curved waist, unable to fight the changes that were mutilating her body.

“How is any of this even happeninguuhhn!?”

Jacob's fingers popped and cracked, her palms shrinking and fingernails growing whilst her shirt merged with her panties and began to detach from her shoulders, slinking down around her small, flat chest to squeeze tightly around it. It squeezed so tightly that as Jacob’s pink nipples tingled and widened and her chest pushed out only the faintest of breast tissue, the flesh was forced to come together in the beginnings of cleavage.

They only continued to grow as her fingers found them, the squishy masses thrusting against the fabric of the restricting onesie that was turning silky like her panties, the entirety gaining cute artwork of rabbits and flowers to highlight her increasing femininity.

“Uhhhhnn~, Uhhhhn~, Uhhhhhn~”

Jacob could feel the fat bubbling into her breasts, every lipid swelling them more and more as each significant increase made her moan. A’s swelled to B’s, her little booblets rounding and plumping with weight, the little orbs fighting back against the restricting fabric as they swelled to C’s, jiggling with each slight movement she made, though slight movements weren’t what Jacob was making has she purposely shook her chest and watched her newly grown tits bobble around,

a look of fear on her male face as she blinked hard, her jaw starting to tremble.

It happened rather quickly: a trance-like look on Jacob’s face as she stared straight forward, her mind beginning to rewrite as her wide jaw bounced into small roundness, her cheeks swelling up cutely as her cheekbones rose.

“What was I… doing again?... mmmm…”

Her stare was still in a trance as her brown hair fluffed, her eyes growing doe-eyes as long mascara-enhanced eyelashes grew from them. Her lips pursed, swelling to a cute pout as her nose whittled down, slowly wiggling around as it settled into a cute button on her child-like face.

“I was… playing games...”

*CRUNCH*

The cute-looking Jacob’s entire head rounded and shrunk, her brown hair lightening to blonde as it cascaded down her head to tickle her chest. Her eyebrows thinning to simple, well-kept lines above her brightening blue eyes.

“...For my stream?”

It kind of made sense to Lauren that she might be playing games for a stream, but there were no cameras around so… why was she all dressed up?

“Hmmmmm…”

She thought hard, looking down at her cleavage as she realized what she was wearing.

“Oh yeah…” she giggles. She was just spending some time playing games before she went to do her shoot in the Onlyfans wing!

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“Now… where are you?... Where… are… you?”

The Boss’ eyes took in each feed as he clicked through them quickly, doing his best to scan the live video for any suspicious figures… but the sheer amount of cameras didn’t make it easy.

“I’ll find you…”

Every angle of the facility was covered, so it was only a matter of time before The Boss discovered the culprit, but would he find whoever it was quick enough to stop them from transforming another individual into a horny E.Girl?... The boss clicked faster.