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October 28th, 3 PM

Amy, Bonnie, and Charisse sat in the cafeteria of the local community college. All three of them were staring at William Kalebra, a thin, wiry young man with thick glasses and shaggy hair. “What a complete loser.” Amy began. “He practically begged to help me with my physics lab.” The other two laughed as Amy rolled her eyes. Amy was a young woman just out of high school with short, raven black hair, and a business major. Her body was thin and athletic, though a little tomboyish in the way of curves. She'd been called the ice queen by no fewer than six guys in high school and was voted “most likely to cause men pain and suffering” her senior year. “I mean, seriously, it's almost like he expected me to be grateful. What a geek.”

Bonnie nodded. “I remember when he got assigned as my tutor. He spent so much time staring at my chest. All I had to do was unbutton one button on my blouse and he was basically doing my homework for me.” Bonnie looked down at her ample bust line, her breasts bordering on C cups. Bonnie had the nice curves that had made both popular and a social target in high school. However, whenever anyone attacked her, Amy was there to take them down a peg. Unlike Amy, Bonnie had seven different boyfriends in high school but had only put out once. It wasn't that she was saving herself, but none of the guys turned her on enough for her to care. Bonnie brushed her blond bangs back and pulled her long hair into a ponytail. “What about you, Charisse? Did the little man try flirting with you, too?”

Charisse watched William as the other two talked. Charisse was a physics major and was a little overweight, her hips wider and breasts larger than Bonnie's, a small bit of what Amy and Bonnie teased her was baby fat on her belly. Running her fingers through the dense brown curls of her hair, she began to feel sorry for the guy. He let others take advantage of him. Even she had, once. She'd gone with him on a date with the premise he'd help her with her math homework. He had been a gentleman but she didn't let him do more than give her a chaste kiss on the cheek. Truth be told, Charisse wasn't into guys at all and had only gone out with him to maintain appearances. Now, if she only knew where Denise had gotten to. Denise had hinted she might be interested but...

“Earth to Charisse.”

Charisse turned to look at Bonnie. “What? Oh. No, he was kind of nice. Not very assertive, though.” She looked back at William and the three girls collectively gasped as what could only be described as eye candy wiggled and jiggled her way up to William. Wearing a pink micro skirt that barely covered her wide, heart shaped ass and a pink baby tee that tucked underneath her huge breasts, she pressed herself against William and nibbled on his ear as she played with her, long straight, platinum blond hair.

“Holy crap.” Envy ran through Amy as she stared at the woman's tits. “How huge are those? G-cups?” Bonnie hid her envy a little better, but Cherise just stared, envious not of the woman, but of William. Sure, it might be fun to look like that, but to have a woman like that rubbing against her? A shiver ran through her body.

William wrote something down and handed it to the bubbly woman pressing against him, then gestured toward Amy, Bonnie, and Charisse. The woman giggled and walked over to their table. It was then that recognition finally set in. “Denise?” the three women chimed in unison. As they looked at her face, they realized that, while the changes in the face were subtle, the woman before them was the missing part of their quartet.

“Like, hi-ee!” Denise twirled her hair with her finger. “Like, um Billy wanted me to give you this note and stuff.” She sucked on the bottom of her lip as she sat the letter down.

Amy picked the letter up and opened it as Bonnie gaped at Denise. “What happened to you, Denise? I mean, did you get implants or something? And what's with you hanging all over that geek William?”

Amy shook her head as the read the letter. Denise giggled then winked at Charisse when she caught her staring at her breasts. “Like, my name's Deedee, not Denise. And Billy's not a geek at all. He's, like, totally nice and takes care of me and fucks me every night.” She blushed as her nipples stiffened, poking through her too tight baby tee.

Amy handed the letter to Bonnie who began to read it out loud.

“To my favorite prudes,

You decided to shun me and make fun of me because I was smart. Not once did any of you do anything nice for me despite me going out of my way to be nice to you. I think a change in attitude is in order and Deedee is my demonstration. So, run, all three of you. This geek is now on the hunt. One zap with my ray gun and you'll be as big a bimbo as Deedee. Oh, and if you don't believe me, hand Deedee back this note.

William”

Bonnie looked at Amy and Charisse before slowly handing Deedee the note. William walked over to the three of them and smiled as their friend Emily walked over. Emily was a tiny, Asian, slip of a girl, barely five feet tall and almost rail thin. The trio had called her “mouse” over the years and had cheered her on in gymnastics. Amy opened her mouth to warn Emily when William's hand slid from his jacket, a small, green, toy gun pointed at Emily. A pink laser shot from the gun and tagged Emily in the back.

Amy, Bonnie, and Charisse stared in horror as Emily's shirt and spandex shorts began to stretch, her breasts and ass quickly filling out as her short, bob cut black hair grew longer, falling around her shoulder and over her burgeoning breasts. In moments, her breasts were the size of softballs and her ass and hips filled out to a nice, curvy heart shape. William walked up to her from behind and pressed himself against her. Only Charisse saw him rub something against her back before Emily presses up against William.

William smiled up at the three women. “Twenty-four hours, girls, and then you'll be mine. I wouldn't recommend going to the cops. I mean, seriously, who's going to believe that a sociopath physics genius is trying to shoot you with a bimbo ray gun.” He laughed and turned, slipping an arm around both Emily and Deedee.

October 29th, 2 PM

Amy fidgeted as she looked around. Her mom had convinced her to go the county fair and, while William had used his ray gun in the cafeteria, there were a lot more people here. She'd already ridden on the Ferris wheel to try and spot him, but the only thing she got a good view of was the corn maze. It looked confusing and, now, as she got closer to it, the ears of corn higher than her head, it was intimidating.

“Amy!”

Amy leaped and screamed then spun around, seeing Emily. A shiver ran down her spine. “Emily... what are you doing here?”

The now buxom Asian girl was sporting what looked like a white, Catholic school girl outfit straight out of an anime. She smiled at Amy before she blew a large, pink bubble. “Well, Billy wanted to take me someplace special for our date. Where did he go, anyway?” Emily began to peer around then jumped and waved, her massive mounds bouncing so much inside her top Amy was stunned that they didn't pop out. “Billy! Billy, I'm over here!”

Amy blanched as she saw William heading her way, now wearing a long, black leather trench-coat. She turned and looked at the man in front of the corn maze. She had to get away from William. “One please.” The man held his money out for a ticket then opened the gate for the maze. Amy rushed in. Amy wasn't sure which way she was going as she rapidly turned again and again. She just had to get away from William.

William stopped at the entrance and smiled at the man at the gate. “Hi Mike, how's Ginny doing?”

Mike smiled back. “Just great. Thanks for what you did. She's a real sexpot.” He chuckled. “So, what's going on?”

William pulled a hundred-dollar bill from his wallet. “Do me a favor. Don't let anyone else in until I come back out, would you?” He winked as he slipped an arm around Emily's waist, his hand going straight to her ass.

Mike chuckled and opened the gate. “Will do.”

Amy sat down in the large circular area, looking at the four exits. She was certain she'd gone down each of these paths twice. There was no way William could find his way through this thing. Now if she could only find her way out. She looked around and realized the area was quiet. She knew the maze was big, but the lack of noise was frightening. She slowly stood up as an odd sound grew louder and louder.

A loud moan pierced the air. “Mmmm... Billy, I love it when you make me huff and puff.” Amy walked around a corner to find Emily pressing back against William Kalebra, her legs spread and the back of her skirt hiked up. Emily was pinching her nipples as she wiggled against William.

William smiled over Emily's shoulder as he pulled out the green gun from inside his trench-coat. “I do, too, Emmy. Now it's time to blow Amy's house down.” The pink beam shot out and caught Amy square in the chest.

Amy tried to scream, but what came out was more like a throaty moan. Warmth spread through her body as she sank to her knees. Emily giggled as William moved back, zipping up his pants. As Amy's breasts began to swell, she looked up at William. “But why?” A moan escaped her lips as her almost flat breasts swelled larger and larger, stretching her blouse out further and further until the middle most button popped open. The pressure was unbearable, but, at the same time, the feeling of something squeezing her tits sent shivers of pleasure through her body.

William walked over to Amy, leaving Emily to continue playing with her own tits. “Because you made it out that I begged like a dog in heat and turnabout is fair play. Soon, you'll be begging me to fuck you.” He pulled a small tube from his pocket, pressing a small amount of pink paste into his fingers.

Amy moaned as another button popped off, her tits the size of softballs. She felt the button of her jeans pop open as her ass and hips began to swell as well. “I'll, like, never let you...” Her eyes went to William's crotch, the bulge very evident. It was so large and he smelled so good. Her hand slowly reached for William's jeans then snatched her hand back. “No, no... I'm not a slut... I'm... I'm...” William reached forward and brushes a cream against her cheek. A shock went through Amy's mind as the last button of her blouse came undone, revealing her volleyball sized tits. “I'm... I'm a bimbo and I need cock.” She reached for William's pants but he stepped back.

“Naughty Amy... I told you that you'd beg me to fuck you.” William clicked his tongue. “If you want my cock, I want to hear you beg for it.”

“Please, please fuck me, Billy.”

“And why should I fuck you, Amy?”

“Because I'm a slutty bimbo who needs a good fucking.”

William smiled. “But you're in a big field. Normal bimbos are in cities. You must be a country bimbo. I bet you're nothing but a cowgirl at heart. Let me hear you moo, Amy.”

Amy looked confused. Emily giggled and whispered something in William's ear.

William smiled and pulled out the gun, adjusting a setting. “You're absolutely right. Maybe we should give Amy some incentive. After all, what's a cowgirl without big, milking udders.” The pink ray zapped Amy again and her breasts began to ache. Emily giggled again and knelt in front of Amy, reaching forward to tug on Amy's nipples.

A moan escaped Amy's lips that quickly turned into a moo as milk squirted from her nipples and over Emily's face. “Mmm... yes.... mooo.... moooo... mooore... please fuck your bimbo cow slut. Moooo.”

Emily giggled and pushed Amy down on her back, then tugged her panties and down off her legs, shucking them like an ear of corn.

Twenty minutes later, Amy, Emily, and William walked out of the corn maze, William's arms around each girl's waist, his hands on their rear ends. Amy was now dressed in a cow-print Lycra top and short skirt, her breasts bouncing and swaying with each step.

From her perch on the maze overlook, Charisse frowned. Luckily Mike didn't care if she sneaked into the overlook once she gave him a twenty. She had to figure out what was in that cream that William was using as well to defend herself against the ray gun.

​

October 30th, 7 PM

Bonnie was irritated. Amy was supposed to be here an hour ago and it was starting to get dark. The two had planned to stay at her family’s cabin on the edge of town, compare costumes from Charisse’s big party, and then hit the haunted house. Amy hadn’t returned any of Bonnie texts all day and, while she normally would have been worried, she’d been too busy with her homework to think too much about it. On the bright side, at least it was quiet out here. No distractions. Just the smell of a wood fire, marshmallows, and her English homework.

Sitting at the picnic table outside the cabin, Bonnie looked at her purse and pondered the toy that she’d brought with her. She’d never admit it, but she always brought a vibrator with her wherever she went. As long as she could recall, she’d always been a bit on the horny side. It was one of the reasons Bonnie had gone through as many boyfriends as she had. Few of them kept her interest long enough and none had the stamina she craved. It was why she and Charisse had fooled around once or twice, not that either would ever admit it to anyone. They both had reputations to maintain. Oh, and there was the one threesome with Amy that only happened because Amy was extremely drunk.

Bonnie jumped as her phone buzzed. She looked at it and saw the message from Amy. “Found my costume. Where should I meet you?”

Rolling her eyes, Bonnie replied. “At my parents’ cabin, as we’d discussed. You okay?”

“Peachy,” came the reply from Amy, “just worn out from the corn maze last night. Wish you had been there.”

A half an hour later, Bonnie heard a dull ringing coming toward her from the path leading up the cabin. She looked up to see someone she thought was Amy at first glance, but her proportions were extremely off. As the woman got closer, Bonnie giggled to herself, realizing it was Amy after all and that her massive, volleyball-sized tits had to be part of her costume. Amy was wearing cow print tube top with matching leggings along with a collar that had a cowbell hanging from it and a headband that had cute little horns poking out. In one hand was a bag from the local Halloween store.

“That’s quite the outfit, Amy,” Bonnie said with a grin, standing up, “but how did you get tits that big? What did you do, stuff a bra with foam balls?”

“Like, nope,” Amy said, wiggling and jiggling her way up to Bonnie to give the girl a big hug, dropping the bag next to her. Amy mooed in pleasured as Bonnie hugged back, Amy’s massive breasts mashing against Bonnie’s much smaller C-cups.

Bonnie froze momentarily as Amy kissed her and groped her ass before savoring the strawberry taste of Amy’s lips. She kissed back and felt flushed. The clank of the cowbell hanging on Amy’s neck brought Bonnie back to reality. Breaking the kiss, Bonnie stepped back. “That was nice and all,” Bonnie said, turning toward the cabin door and grabbing her purse, “but I still have to show you my costume.” She winked at Amy. “You can come inside while I change. It’s just us girls out here.”

Amy looked confused for a moment and then grabbed the bag she brought. “Oh, I totally bought you a costume, too, moo. Like, just in case and stuff.”

That was odd. I could’ve sworn I told her not to. Bonnie shook her head and opened the cabin door before walking inside with Amy right behind her, the cowbell dinging away. The inside was furnished with 1820’s reproductions, including a queen-sized bed that took up a quarter of the space inside. Bonnie started to take off her sweater and stretch pants as the door closed behind her. As she dropped the sweater on the coffee table, Bonnie felt Amy’s fingers unhooking her bra before Amy’s “tits” pressed against Bonnie’s back.

Letting the bra fall to the floor, Bonnie leaned back against Amy. Her eyes went down to her bare chest as Amy’s perfectly manicured hands slid up and around her breasts, giving them a nice squeeze. One of Amy’s hands slid down Bonnie’s waist and down her panties. “Do you want me to touch you, moo?”

Bonnie laughed a little. Amy was really getting into character. Bonnie reached down and took Amy’s hand before turning toward the bed. “Yes, but why not do it someplace more comfortable?” Bonnie moved to the bed and let go of Amy’s hand only to wiggle out of her panties. “You know, it’s not fair that I’m the only one naked in here,” Bonnie added with a wink, sliding onto the bed and spreading her legs a bit, fingering her barely slit while she watched Amy.

Amy mooed again and smiled, kicking off her black pumps and wiggling out of her leggings and panties, causing her breasts to shake back and forth. Bonnie was still trying to figure out how Amy’s breasts bounced so realistically even as Amy climbed between Bonnie’s legs and tugged her own top off, revealing her fleshy, volleyball-sized tits. Bonnie’s eyes widened as she realized Amy’s tits were real only to have Amy slide her fingers between Bonnie’s legs, rubbing her clit.

Bonnie moaned at the sensation and, while part of her tried to recall why she should be alarmed, she was too horny. Her mind felt a little fuzzy and the pleasure of Amy’s touch was more than enough to distract her. Soon, Bonnie was rocking her lips and moaning until Amy scooted up and offered one of her large, puffy nipples. Bonnie licked slowly around it, surprised at the slight strawberry flavor before drawing Amy’s nipple between her lips, sucking on it. She reached up to squeeze and fondle Amy’s massive mounds. When Amy slid her fingers inside Bonnie’s pussy, her lips popped free and she moaned loudly, reaching up to play with Amy’s huge tits.

It felt so good to have her pussy played with while also having Amy’s soft, melons to squeeze that Bonnie didn’t notice the sound of the door being knocked. Her loud moaning probably had something to do with that. When she finally did cum, screaming loudly as she did, her body quaked even as the knocks got louder. It was only when Amy moved toward the door that it finally clicked into place, even as the knocks turned into loud pounds. She lifted a hand to try to warn Amy even as Amy opened the door.

“Little prude, little prude, let me in,” William said, smiling as he lifted the small green toy gun and shot the pink ray at Bonnie.

Bonnie’s scream was caught in her throat. Her body went rigid on the bed. The only thing she could move that was under her control were her eyes. Her breathing was calm and steady, while her heart rate was beginning to slow. Even in mind, the panic was beginning to subside. She watched as her breasts rose with each breath but didn’t fall, growing bigger with each moment. She could faintly feel and see her hips and ass spreading, his hips rising on the bed.

William closed and locked the door before walking up to the bed. Amy pressed up against William’s side as he stood by Bonnie. “Well, now, that wasn’t too hard, was it?” William said, tracing his fingers up Bonnie’s body. “Poor Bonnie. You wouldn’t learn what you were taught and used me to get through your classes. Perhaps you should have paid attention. Now, I think a little reprogramming is in order. After all, you are a sex-bot.”

“Like, I am a sexbot,” Bonnie heard herself say. No, this isn’t me. I’m a person, not someone’s toy.

William smiled and groped Bonnie’s now melonous breast, delighting in how it felt, expanding against his hand. “That’s right. You belong to me,” he said, pinching her nipple. Bonnie’s body flushed with desire and she shivered in pleasure. “Are you ready for your orders?”

“Like, totally,” Bonnie said. Part of her screamed inside her mind, but a crystal voice inside her soothed her, telling her everything was going to be okay.

“Good,” William replied with a nod. He gestured Amy to get on the bed, which she did, returning to play with Bonnie’s expanding body even as Bonnie’s skin became pale. “You will refer to me as Master or Master William in my presence or William when you are not. You may never cum without my permission. You will always do as I tell you. When outside of my presence and not in a meditative mode, what your old self would call ‘sleep’, you may pretend to be your old self but never speak, type, or write about how I control you or how I changed your body. You are unable to even acknowledge to anyone but me that I did this to you.”

“Like, okay, Master,” Bonnie-bot giggled, “are you going to fuck me now?”

William looked down at Amy who was fingering Bonnie’s pussy. “Do you think we should, pet?”

Amy mooed and nodded. “Totally, Master,” she said, her lips kissing down Bonnie’s body and still swelling breasts to her nipple before sucking on it.

“You may move again, Bonnie-bot,” William said. He pulled out his cock and kneeled between Bonnie’s legs. He smiled as he filled her pussy, watching her eyes roll back.

“Oh, Master, that, like, feels so good in Bonnie-bot’s pussy,” she moaned. “Please fuck your bimbo sexbot. Bonnie-bot needs it.” Her hands went to her now soccer ball sized tits, squeezing them while her legs wrapped around William’s waist. “Bonnie-bot needs Master’s cummies.”

It didn’t take long for William to find his release, but, to Bonnie-bot’s dismay, he wouldn’t let her cum. “You need to make my cow cum for me, too,” he said with a sadistic smile. Amy immediately moved to straddle Bonnie’s face before leaning over her. The two eagerly lapped and sucked on each other’s pussies and clits until Amy came, her juices covering Bonnie’s mouth.

William smiled. “You may cum, Bonnie-bot.”

Bonnie screamed in pleasure as she finally found release, the last whimper of her old self losing control.

An hour later, Bonnie was dressed in a metallic pink tube top with a matching metallic pink skirt. A pink robot mask had been placed over her face while metallic pink bands, complete with clips either connect them together or bind her to something else, had been placed on her wrists and ankles. A matching collar had been placed around her neck. A leash attached was to it, being held by William, while he attached a second leash to Amy’s collar. “Come on, girls. We have a party that I plan to blow the roof off of.”