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Rips are fun

Just then, you had a really crazy idea, the borderline fetish variety. You first wished you were completely flat with no sensetivity, which immediately felt strange, not being compelled by sex drive. Second, you clothed yourself in everyday women's clothes. Finally, you wished your tits and ass would grow very slowly, you would become sexier along with the rest of the body, and you would slowly become more sensitive and horny. As soon as the wish was granted, Your clothes became slightly tight, but still perfectly agreeable with your body. You sort of began to notice the silk bra you were wearing, but not much. After a few minutes, things began to get a little more serious. You had definitive breasts now, and your shirt became more of a v-neck midriff, but nipples didn't show due to the bra. Your pants shortened to shorts as you grew more slender and and tall, eventually only reaching the knee. Your breasts now rubbed very hard against the fabric and begged to be touched, but it was easy to ignore them. After a few more minutes, the top couldn't take much more. It was just about to start revealing the lower part of your bra when rips appeared at the seams and it simply fell off, getting you quite horny at the sight. Around this time, the pants the size of shorts became very tight and also began to rip up the sides. This caused you to move which made them positively explode off your body as your ass sook freedom. Your tits were already much larger than possible for natural breasts, though they managed to retain both the fact that they were real and their bouyancy. As your top almost filled out to the point of showing nipples, it exploded about fifty feet away, and your breasts bounced happily in their freedom, while the nipples became erect. Soon after, your hips and rediculous hourglass figure destroyed the panties and sent the pieces flying off further than you could see. This exposed your vagina and erect clit to the cold air, which made you even hornier. Forgetting you were still growing, you masturbated for a few hours, attaining more and more orgasms as you simply became more horny instead of less. Eventually, you ordered the halting of the growth when you were back to your original size and goddess sexiness, with wavy blonde hair down to your ankles which tickled your ass and gave you some small amount of pleasure at all times. You kept your hair this way permenantly, and made it indestructible to cutting, fire, and acid (just in case). In fact, you decided to do so to your entire body, making it shine glossily and radiate sexuality. The huge amount of concentrated sexual energy you radiated caused a particle distortion which fused single celled organisms together. As you watched, the same scene you just went through, sans clothing, unfolded before your eyes. Eventually, you were ultra horny as another sexual goddess appeared, though not quite as nice as you and with mocha colored skin. You wished you could read her mind and all it said was "horny, need sex all the time" and other thoughts almost identical to that. As soon as she spotted you, she tackled you to the ground and started grinding pussies and tits together very roughly. You wished your skin could never be blemished or damaged and happily succumbed to her treatment.

Days became weeks, weeks became months, and months turned to years, with no sign of either you or the other sex goddess letting up in your sexual desires. Tits mashed, Pussies grinded, and moans and screams rent the air constantly for twenty years, until you finally had the first thought not sex related in a long time. You quickly dismissed the goddess, though had some regrets, and noticed the ground was an odd color...


Written by The Thinker

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