WISHR: JULIE AND DAPHNE - Part I (Patreon)

WISHR: JULIE AND DAPHNE - Part I

As she squeezed the fabric of another dress between her fingers Julie figured the department store staff must have considered her a real pervert.

After realizing she had nothing to wear for dinner Julie had hailed another car and been dropped off at the Spencer Twins department store. Once inside she’d quickly made her way to the women’s wear and begun examining some of the more casual black dresses they had.

Of course, Julie had to consider how she was going to fit both the big set of titties in front of her and the big set of titties behind her into a dress. So she’d been feeling the material of each dress to see if she thought it would stretch enough to accept her ring of breasts.

“Can I...help you?” came a voice from behind Josie, and she turned around to see a saleswoman about her own age. The young woman, with light red hair that rested softly on the yellow blouse that all employees wore, stood just a little back from Julie that the altered woman could tell that she’d been told to go talk to Julie by some unseen manager. COLLEEN was written on the tag pinned to her lapel.

“Uh, well, I need a dress that will fit my...bust,” Julie replied, turning back to the outfit she had just been fondling. It had a lacy top layer over a black tank top, which flowed out to a knee-length ruffled skirt. As Julie rotated her torso the saleswoman got a firsthand look at the extra inches Julie was dealing with.

“I see. Well, I mean, we do have a tailoring staff-”

“I need it for tonight.”

“...who will not be able to help you in time,” Colleen finished.

Julie had picked the dress up by its hanger and was rotating it. The top felt stretchy enough, and the size large enough, that Julie thought she could make it work.

What was of concern was the zipper running down the back.

“I’d like to try this on, but I may need help getting into it with the zipper,” Julie mused as she looked at the outfit in her hands, “Do you mind help me into it?”

“Uh, no, not at all,” Colleen replied, a tad flustered by the request, “Helping customers with outfits is absolutely a thing we are expected to do…”

Julie strode over to the changing rooms. Her feet were now wrapped in tight black latex with a five-inch stiletto heel. Her ankles wobbled a little here and there, giving the trailing Colleen more jiggles and bounces to watch.

Soon they were in the dressing room and Julie had hung the dress on a hook by the mirror. Colleen had hung back a bit by the door, and her jaw dropped as Julie pulled off her top. All four breasts swung free with a little bounce before settling proud on Julie’s ribs and shoulder blades. The young saleswoman was so hypnotized by the bouncing boobs she completely missed Julie removing her skirt, leaving the reformed female nude in the changing room aside from the permanently affixed footwear.

“These...extra breasts...they’re…”

“From the Wishr app?” Julie piped up, “Yes, they are.”

“I was going to say amazing,” Colleen replied, and Julie realized perhaps the young woman’s apparent hesitance from earlier was not from being forced to help Julie, but from trying to do so without showing too much eagerness. Julie felt a blush come over her, as she saw the desire in Colleen’s eyes, which had not deviated from staring at the nipples pointing backwards at her. “May I...touch them?”

Julie was taken aback, for many reasons. She’d certainly never had a saleswoman ask to touch her. Julie had also wanted Daphne to be the first person to feel them.

But Julie also felt it would be a good idea to know how it would feel to have another set of hands on them before she saw Daphne that night.

“Sure, but just hold them for a moment, I am going on a date tonight,” Julie replied.

Colleen didn’t wait long, but she did try and heed to Julie’s request. She brought up her hands and cupped them under Julie’s rear tits, pushing them up and in and creating a nice bulge of cleavage.

For her part Julie tried to control how this woman’s hands on her back bust made her feel, and the suck of air through her lips was just barely audible. Her pussy was instantly wet despite any attempts at modesty and Julie quickly sent her tongue out to make sure her juices stayed lapped up. Colleen restrained herself to copping a feel for only a few seconds, marveling at the round soft fat filling up her hands. But she did maintain her composure and lowered her arms, leaving Julie’s second set of scrumptious pillows to hand from her back on their own once more.

Julie was quick to slip the dress around her boots and over her hips, and the pair of them were able to zip all four breasts into the outfit. There was significant bulge all around, with a little bit of sideboob showing through the arm cutouts from both sides, but it was still an attractive look.

Colleen allowed Julie to purchase it while still wearing it, and once the charge went through the tags were cut and Julie got herself another car. She had just enough time to drop her other outfit off at the apartment and get started on the way to the restaurant - while adjusting her gate to the purple velvet platforms that had studs running up nearly to her knee and a six inch heel.

Julie felt overdressed at Houligan’s. Her dress was too fancy and her boots were too trashy. As she walked in she saw that Daphne had gotten there before her. Julie’s date stood up from the booth that overlooked the doorway and waved. She was wearing a white blouse, blue skirt with a circular pattern, and strappy black heels. Julie blushed across her cheeks, and flushed slightly between her legs. She walked over to Daphne with a confidence that slowly slipped away as she wondered if she should hug the other woman or if that was too forward.

Daphne appeared to feel the same way, and her enthusiasm turned to bashful awkwardness as the pair greeted each other and then sat down across from each other. Because of the tall back of the both seat it took a moment for Julie to situate herself, her rear breasts smushing and rubbing against the cold black leather of the booth.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize, I should have gotten us a table with smaller chairs,” Daphne blathered, hands to her mouth as she thought about how inconsiderate she had been.

“No, that’s okay, I have a lot of old experiences I have to learn new ways to deal with.” Julie replied, shifting to the side at an angle like she had sat in the car. It actually gave her a very suave and cool look, bolstered by the fact that she was a busty bombshell poured into a tight black dress.

“You look-”

Daphne was interrupted by the waitress, who did not manage to hide her doubletake of Julie. Tracy, as her nametag said, sputtered through the drink order and Julie and Daphne took a moment to each consider the menu. Decision made Daphne picked up where she had left off.

“You look fantastic.”

“So do you,” Julie replied, making an obvious scan of Daphne’s sexy slim body within the blouse.

“I’m glad you think so, but it is obviously a sliding scale,” Daphne laughed, “How did it feel when you...got? Grew? Gained? those?”

“Pretty nice,” Julie smiled, taking a sip of her soda, “I mean, certainly strange and unexpected, but it was enjoyable. I almost wish I’d had someone there to massage me and play with them as they were growing in. But that window has passed.

“And you said...there was more?” Julie could see how hard Daphne was trying to reign in her fascination. But Julie’s answer had to wait until after they had ordered their food.

“There is indeed, more. You’ve seen my boots, right?” Daphne asked.

“I’ve seen a few on you now, yeah,” Daphne replied.

“Same pair.” Julie smiled at Daphne’s puzzled look, “I’d asked for a sexier ass and the best Wishr option was that I’d be forever stuck in sexy boots that change their look.”

“Stuck...forever?” Daphne responded, her voice light and breathy with astonishment, “You mean you’ll never see your feet again? Never feel your toes again?”

“Nope. But still not the oddest thing that happened to me.”

“What’s that?”

“I have a tongue in my pussy.”

That was the moment the waitress turned the corner with their tray of food. Given how Tracy had almost dropped their meals it was clear she’d heard Julie’s comment. All three women flushed red, and no one said anything as the food was delivered. Julie and Daphne sat quietly as they ate, attempting to hold back giggles.

The meal done they each put down cash for their share. The sexual tension between them had become incredibly palpable and both were eager to get somewhere they could speak more freely about Julie’s unique aspects.

“So, where…”

“My place is in walking distance,” Julie eagerly said. She grabbed Daphne’s hand and started to lead her down the street, “Is that okay with you?”

“I’d love it,” Daphne replied, catching up with her date and letting her hand slip around Julie’s waist. Her upper arm rubbed slightly against the side of Julie’s rear bust, and the four-boobed woman smiled at the warm sensation from the touch.

“So what’s this about a...tongue?” Daphne asked.

“Uh, well, my, ah, wetness dissolves body hair, and I got a tongue down there to help spread it out.”

“You had some pretty interesting wishes,” Daphne replied, her eyes darting down to Julie’s crotch to see if she could notice anything out of the ordinary. Julie’s lower tongue was doing plenty of work as the young woman’s body begged for more contact from the beautiful companion.

“They were pretty boring, actually. It was the options that were interesting,” Julie replied, “I hope you don’t find it...a turn off.”

“Are you kidding?” Daphne replied, squeezing Julie against her and giving both of the women a flush between the legs, “I can’t believe you’d still be interested in someone as boring looking as me.”

“I love how you look,” Julie smiled, and she turned and carefully went up the steps to the front door of her building, “And I hope I can see more of you.”

“Now sounds like a good time for me if you like,” Daphne said quietly, her hand lingering on Julie’s fingers.

The pair practically burst into Julie’s apartment, the door kicked shut behind them more as an accident than even an afterthought. Daphne had been teased long enough and Julie threw her arms over her head as her horny companion practically ripped the zipper down the back of the dress. Desperate hands grabbed the hem of Julie’s dress and rolled it up her body.

Wanting to save the reveal for a surprise later Julie pulled in her pussy tongue, and Daphne only paused a second before continuing to roll up the dress. She struggling a moment with two sets of underboob, before all four breasts bounced down out of the dress, bobbing a moment as the pair got the dress over Julie’s head and arms and tossed to the side.

Daphne stared at the incredible bust before her, her eyes wide with desire. She looked up to Julie, whose face was blushed with lust. Daphne’s big eyes did all the pleading that was needed.

“Please do,” Julie breathed.

In an instant Daphne’s lips were on one of the thick hard nipples pointing ahead of Julie, while Daphne’s hands slipped around her back and gripped the full round flesh hanging from her shoulder blades. Julie could not stop herself from gasping in pleasure, as three of her four nipples were gripped.

to bee continued...