Clea and Nancy are a loving married couple who decide to treat themselves to some sexy lingerie. In the process they stumble across a genie, some erotic body modifications, and a time they'll never forget! Sexy fantasy transformations include breast expansion, multiple breasts, and pleasurable genitalia alteration.
A repurposed experimental collaboration with Venus McNaughty. Dan provided the idea, Venus wrote the original story, and then Dan added his own additional spin and material to it.
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Episode 1: Some Afterglow Shopping
Clea was exhausted, exhilarated, and sweaty from the intense session of lovemaking with her wide. She looked over at Nancy and felt her heart swell - and her pussy moisten despite the recent orgasm. She loved the way Nancy's slim body had the shape and proportions of a super model. Kate Moss would scratch Nancy's eyes out for her gentle curves and perfectly flat abs. Nancy had much to be vain about, but Clea was always impressed with her down-home country values and the way that contrasted with her naughty, sexy mind.
Clea was, however, biased on such matters concerning the love of her life.
Nancy, just as exhausted, exhilarated, and sweaty as her wife, leaned over to gently kiss Clea, rubbing her own lips against the thinner lips of her partner before deftly delving her warm tongue inside Clea's mouth. There was a deep bonding feeling to their kisses after sex. It was if they had given all they could to pleasure their partner and only the sweetness of their lips remained to express their gratitude for the pleasure they received in exchange.
"What do you think about going to check out the new lingerie store that just opened on Vixen Street? I think it is called Provocateur," Clea asked, the playful tone of her voice making clear how silly she thought such a name was. Her eyes roamed over her partner's bare neck, breasts, and belly, then they settled on where an errant shock of blonde hair curved around, embracing one of Nancy's small pink nipples.
Clea's mind could not help but picture her educated, upper-middle class wife in a tiny French Maid's outfit and her cleft began throbbing at the concept. Nancy would never be anyone's servant, other than in roleplay. Her bold and brassy personality was too high-energy to ever pull off 'demure' or 'servant' but it was Clea's favorite fantasy. That, and convincing Nancy to get her delicate breasts enhanced a bit.
"Sure, but I get to pick out your outfit...and you get to pick out mine. Not that I don't know what you'll try and pick," Nancy replied with a wink. Then quickly added, "Nothing too binding! That last 'lingerie' you bought me was just a bunch of ropes with a crotch patch!"
"Deal! You pick for me and I pick for you. Something risqué, sexy, and crotch quenching...," Clea laughed. Their lingerie habits were a bit spotty, but they were pretty committed to fulfilling each other's hottest fantasies and keeping things interesting in and out of the bedroom.
Since they were going to a sex store anyway, with no stops between the house and there, Clea put on a super-duper tight pair of shredded jean-shorts that barely covered her bush and a tight green tank top that made her cantaloupe-sized breasts peek out of both sides and stretch dangerously tight in the middle. Clea's nipples, constantly hard whenever Nancy was present, jutted out against the fabric.
Clea knew that her boobs made Nancy crazy, especially when she wore something really tight like this. The shirt was going to be good for keeping up a very sexy, high-tension flirting session for the rest of the day, then a very energetic sucking and licking session that night.
Nancy chose more sedate clothes, a long sleeve white shirt with no bra - unnecessary with her petite bosom. She buttoned the shirt only to mid-chest, so that Clea's eyes would play peek-a-boo to see a little nipple peek out every once and a while. Nancy finished off her outfit with a straight black skirt, which emphasized her heart-shaped ass, and tall strappy high heels to complete the look. Her blonde wavy hair hanging behind her made an impressive sight. She wore her hair down and loose, because that's the way Clea preferred it, so she could wrap it around her arm in mock domination.
They were soon on their way, arms interlocked and long legs taking sexy steps in unison. They were indeed a traffic stopping sight.