Anything for Views (Patreon)

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Your social media career hasn’t been going the best recently. Apparently not that many people are interested in reviewing beaches and what not. At the very least you know the beaches will be vacant for your enjoyment though. The calm, the feeling of the sand on your feet, the water. It’s all just perfectly relaxing. But you do wish you could find a bit more success when it comes to your channel. Pulling in twelve views on average isn’t exactly the greatest for the growth of your career. As if your prayers are to be answered by the heavens, you catch a glimpse of a large, shiny object off in the distance.

Walking closer, your senses do not lie to you. There is in fact a large shiny object sitting right in front of you. You immediately pull out your phone to record, but when you look through the camera, the object isn’t there. Peeking out from your phone, the object is still there, but looking through your phone again it isn’t there. Believing you’re imagining or something, you reach out to touch it. It’s solid, you can feel it. It’s most definitely real. But it doesn’t show up through your camera, nor any other camera apps. Not snapchat, not that one QR code scanner you downloaded a few years ago. Nothing.

However, after looking away from your phone screen again, the object is actually gone, for real. Touching where it used to be yields no sensation of touch at all. Are you going insane? Maybe, possibly. Most definitely actually. You just felt something that was never there, and saw something that was never there. This would be great content for your page, if you actually recorded it.

Spinning in circles trying to figure out where this object went, you end up getting yourself dizzy, your hair getting all up in your face. Wait? Isn’t that impossible? Your hair is short, it couldn’t touch your face if you wanted it to. But it’s much, much longer now. And white, and blue? Is this even real? Did you step on some sort of beached jellyfish that’s making you hallucinate? Through your panic, you do manage to actually record this time. Turning the camera towards yourself, the hair is actually there, unlike that shiny object in the ground. In fact, you don’t even recognize anything on the screen you’re looking at.

What you do see though, is the lost object!  Right on top of your head! Two of them in fact! They’re finally appearing, but now this time attached to your body. You grab one with your hand, and let go immediately as it feels rather pleasurable for some reason. Trying to snap yourself out of it, you slap yourself right in the face as hard as you can. But your hardest isn’t that hard, especially with how soft and small your hands are now. Looking back at your phone, nothing has changed. The shiny object turned horns are still there, and a seductive, womanly face stares back at you. You run a finger across your bottom lip, then your top. They’re so puffy, so warm, it makes you feel… sexy…

Unfortunately, the rest of your body doesn’t quite match up with that. You’ve got the bones for it, nice wide hips and a thin waist and shoulder line. But none of the assets to back it up. You make sure to record every moment of it, a plan already hatching in your head. Record the entire process, use your body to advertise your account, then sell the video of said process and make thousands. It’s so perfect it’s almost arousing, as if you weren’t already hot and bothered from looking at your very own face.

Remembering how good the horns felt, you give them another touch, withstanding the foreign sensation that follows. Your natural reaction to an object that feels good to touch and resembles something phallic, is to stroke it. Almost immediately your legs quiver with bliss, precum leaking and staining your swim trunks that would have fallen off if it wasn’t for your massive hips. You keep stroking and stroking, making your legs shake from the pleasure. Each full, slow stroke adds a bit of mass to your legs, building them up thicker and larger until you’re easily able to rub your thighs together while you pleasure yourself. With your manhood erect, they only serve to gently rub your balls, but it still feels fantastic.

The camera captured each stroke, each little jiggle of your thighs and butt growing in diameter. This alone will already sell for thousands on some fetish sites, but you know it's about to get a whole lot better. You move the attention of the camera from your backside to the front, more specifically your lower body. It captures the shrinkage of your ill-fitting swink trunks. They shrink to the size of a bikini bottom, mercilessly squishing your bulging cock, all the way down to a thong with your manhood sticking out.

Knowing what this must mean, you continue stroking the same horn. But now, with each slow stroke an entire orgasm follows. You find it difficult to keep stroking and do so extra slow to make sure you don’t collapse from the pleasure. Your camera captures you spurting out load after load, your dick shrinking in proportion to how much seed you’ve shot. After a few dozen leg shaking, ass jiggling orgasms, your cock is finally reduced to nothing but a clit, surrounded by puffy, wet lips. The thong barely covers it, and what it does cover has a clear outline, leaving very little to the imagination.

Not quite yet satisfied with your lack of a chest, and noticing that your right horn isn’t doing anything but giving you pleasure now, you try something completely new and different. The left horn! Just from putting your hand on it, you can already tell you’re on the right track by the fact that your nipples are becoming thicker and perky. Of course, your areolae expand as well, looking much too large for your flat chest.

But you know that can be fixed with a few, quick and blissful strokes of your horn. You put the camera up right close to your face for a real breast expansion PoV. Maybe you should publish these in parts to rake in even more dough. Anyways, what’s important now is getting that sweet footage. You make sure that the camera is placed perfectly, and begin to gently stroke your left horn. Inch by inch through the slow, gentle, caress, you watch through the phone as your chest inflates. Not by much, but after stroking again and again, you have some real noticeable breasts hanging off your chest. Nothing huge, but nothing to scoff at either. You take the hand off your horn to hold them, feeling their weight alleviated as you put your hand under one to grope it.

After a bit of playing with yourself, you go back to stroking again, but this time much faster. The slow, gentle process of before becomes a pleasurable explosion of jiggling and bouncing as your tits rapidly expand and hang off to the side a bit. You keep stroking and stroking, the camera capturing each little jiggle and bwoob. You keep growing them larger and larger, until you can’t help but imagine how difficult it will be to wear any sorts of clothes over them with how massive and sensitive they are now. At least, their huge size fits your huge stature, and you bet your fans would love it too. Speaking of fans, what do you have in store for them to get their attention before you post all of this?