Tight Fit (Patreon)

Sam was on his phone watching an episode of MHA, passively absorbing the information throughout the episode. His idle viewing stopped the moment he saw Momo on his screen. He couldn’t help but stare at her skimpy outfit that she was forced to wear because of her quirk. He can’t help but to lightly touch his bulge through his pants at her huge tits barely contained by two straps. Her beautiful black hair and child bearing hips were too much for him whenever he saw them. He’d already released plenty of his seed to her already, what's so wrong about doing it again?


The moment Sam slips his hand under his boxers and touches the tip of his cock a voice makes its way into his head. “Ara ara~, touching yourself to me? Am I really that seductive?” it whispers into Sam’s consciousness. He stopped touching himself for a moment, only for the voice to chime in again. “Oh no, don’t stop now… here I’ll do it for you big boy.” Sam’s arms started moving independently of his own free will, stroking his dick up and down. “Oopsie, that little bit of precum won’t work. Let me help you out…” His arms move to do his desk and one hand squirts some lubricant into the other. His hand moves back to his dick and slowly starts stroking again. Sam mentally resists the best he can, but the growing voice in his head spoke back to him. “You don’t want me anymore? But you were just ogling at my body a second ago. You know, I have something in store for naughty little boys like you.” Sam’s hand continues stroking his penis involuntarily, expertly. He quickly draws near to climax from the quick but deeply pleasurable masturbation. “Cum for me!” the voice coos. He feels the all familiar feeling in his crotch before shooting a load onto his own face due to the angle of his cock. The pleasure keeps coming, the cum doesn’t stop spurting out from his member. His hands keep stroking as the strokes become shorter and shorter. Eventually he is merely caressing the tip of his dick before his balls slurp up inside of him while the tip of his dick becomes a sensitive clit. The bliss surges as his womb and ovaries form, shaking his entire body. From this shaking causes his height to decrease a little while the rest of his body cracked down to compensate. All of his limbs hairless and soft, a little shorter than before, but his legs are proportionally longer.


Sam picks up his head and crunches forward to see his long but petite fingers fingering his freshly formed pussy completely out of his control. He tries to move his legs to stand up, but they won’t budge at all. “Want to run?” she teases him, slightly louder than before. “Alright, I’ll let you move, just a bit though.” Sam’s legs move on his own, the same sensation as his arms as they move him down to the floor. He sits down, butt on the floor, and his legs spread themselves out. Sam isn’t entirely sure when he got nearly naked, just wearing a white shirt and panties, but it was the least of his issues now. Sam’s mind races as his hands once again make their way down to his lower body. He stammers sounds but no words come out. “Scared of talking to girls? It’s ok, I’m sure you’ll be fine with it very soon…” Sam’s hands make it to his butt and start groping. He attempts to budge his arms and legs away from the voice’s grasp, but to no avail. With each grope, his ass gains a little bit of soft, fleshy mass. Occasionally, his hands move up to his hips to compensate for his growing rear. Another grope, another squeeze, his buttcheeks widen and grow with his hips also becoming equally wide and womanly to fit. His hands slide down to his thighs and start the same process, slowly stroking them up and down. “You like my thick, sexy legs, right? If you didn’t you’d be resisting a bit more right now.” the voice that sounds like it’s talking right in his ear comments. His legs rub against each other, the fluids from his fresh vagina slightly lubricating them. With each stroke of his legs, the gap between them becomes smaller and smaller, until…. Nothing.


Sam tried to crunch up again, but no, he can’t. Complete shock hits him, he can only voluntarily move his neck and head at this point. “Making choices is hard, I know. That’s why I’m deciding to make them for you. Just don’t resist any more and make this easier for me. It’ll feel better for you.” The voice is speaking like it’s right next to him. His hands slide past his waist, making it tight and powerful, but still soft and cute. The hands go past his chest and to his head as they run through his hair. The sensations in his hands feel that his hair is silkier, and much longer, than before. His own hands caress his face, eyes becoming larger and a darker, richer brown. Lips slightly puffing up and nose shrinking a tad smaller. His entire head shape changes to a more rounded shape. “Ara~ you look so cute!” the voice says out of his own mouth. His body gets up to see a mirror, only to reveal a flat Momo to his eyes. Long dark brown hair, thick thighs and heart-shaped ass. Everything that made her so attractive to him. “Except one thing.” the voice says out loud. “Every time you saw me, you couldn’t help but think about my breasts that were barely held in place by my suit. Isn’t that right?” she inquires sadistically. You try to reject the thoughts, but your brain inevitably wanders back to the thought of her massive chest being squeezed by two little straps. “I knew that’s what you wanted.” your mouth says in a soft, seductive tone.


Your lightly lubricated hands slide under your shirt and start tweaking your nipples. “Feels weird doesn’t it, now that your nipples and areola are completely female. All the wiring is there too, much more sensitive than a man’s. You’d never be able to experience this without me.” she taunts. Your soft skin shines a little from the lubricant on your hands as it smears all over your chest. Your chest bulges up a bit from your fingers circling around your erect nipples. With each circle, a bit of fat presses up. “Ah, this isn’t effective anymore, you need a little more, stimulation.” Your hands squeeze and twist on your nipples causing them to become slightly larger. Your breasts push well past the previous B cup, into the Cs, then into the Ds. Your fingers then pinch your nipples then…. Pull! Your vagina squirts sticky fluid all over and between your thighs as your boobs swell at great speed. The sail up the sizes, quickly reaching a massive F cup with large nipples and areola to match. “Aaahhhhhh” the voice moans from your mouth. “Feels a lot better, doesn’t it?” Sam can’t reply verbally, but Momo can still reach his thoughts. “Turn me back, let me move? That’s not a good attitude!” she rebukes. She tries to button the shirt closed, but it doesn’t nearly cover the huge, sensitive, F cup breasts. Momo sighs. “Well, I guess we’ll have to do some bra shopping. This shirt will have to do for now. I’m sure the people around this new body will enjoy it as much as you did before.”