Can't Fight Those Thoughts Forever
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 20
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
When Suguru left for school, Mahoro began her morning ritual, cleaning the whole house top to bottom. With a song in her heart and a smile on her face, she cleaned, scrubbed and vacuumed every inch of the house. It didn’t take long however, to notice that something had offset her normal routine.
“This will take some getting used too,” Mahoro sighed as she got up off her knees. She had been scrubbing the floor with a washcloth, bending over on her knees to push the damp cloth from one end of the floor to the other. During the course of the scrubbing, her now large breasts pushed against the damp floor ruining her clean-up and getting her top wet. Now with a wet shirt, she left for her room to change.
She walked up the stairs, glancing at her large, bountiful boobs. They were causing a few problems with her cleaning, but she was still gratified to have them. Over the course of her lifetime, her body hadn’t changed since she was first created. Some how, going more then ten years without having a single feature change made Mahoro feel less human. Now, through a very inhuman experience, she had grown at least in one area. In a strange twist of fate, through vore she now felt more human.
Once Mahoro was in her room, she quickly stripped off her wet clothes, leaving her in only her bra and panties. She reached for a fresh copy of her maid uniform, but stopped when she caught her reflection in the mirror. Her flawless porcelain skin was exposed in her current state of undress, with sunlight beaming through the window making her look particularly beautiful. Taking a step towards the mirror, Mahoro bent over slightly, letting her breasts hang forward. They looked so big and firm being tightly held in her tiny bra.
Feeling mischievous, Mahoro began jumping up on the balls of her feet, watching in the mirror her chest rise and fall with every bounce. Her breasts bounced fluidly, going up and down every time she left the ground. She stopped moving and they still wobbled to and fro. Mahoro let out a soft giggle at the suppleness of her big bouncing boobies. She could of never done this with her old chest, they would of barely wobbled at all. Biting her lip in excitement, Mahoro needed to see them completely, so she stripped off her bra.
“Oh my,” she murmured at her first look at her new breasts. They were completely round, no sag, no imperfections. They were very firm, which Mahoro conformed by giving her left breast a light squeeze. Each one held themselves high upon her, with two light pink circles in the center of each mound. Mahoro’s fingers trailed along the curve of one of her supple orbs. A light shudder ran down her spine, they were very sensitive. Lightly, she ran her hands over the malleable knockers, testing out the new sensations they offered. Mahoro’s cheeks became rosy as her fingers pushed harder into the pliable flesh. Her fingers felt so nice against her chest, but what would it feel like if someone else’s fingers were touching her. She would only let one man touch her there and she envisioned him. Closing her eyes, she saw his unruly brown hair and eyes gazing at her lovingly behind his glasses. He would be gentle, but firm with her. He would let him explore her chest and then…then…then…
Mahoro’s eyes shot open. The full realization of what she was doing hit her like a ton of bricks.
“Oh no, I’m thinking dirty thoughts!”
“This will take some getting used too,” Mahoro sighed as she got up off her knees. She had been scrubbing the floor with a washcloth, bending over on her knees to push the damp cloth from one end of the floor to the other. During the course of the scrubbing, her now large breasts pushed against the damp floor ruining her clean-up and getting her top wet. Now with a wet shirt, she left for her room to change.
She walked up the stairs, glancing at her large, bountiful boobs. They were causing a few problems with her cleaning, but she was still gratified to have them. Over the course of her lifetime, her body hadn’t changed since she was first created. Some how, going more then ten years without having a single feature change made Mahoro feel less human. Now, through a very inhuman experience, she had grown at least in one area. In a strange twist of fate, through vore she now felt more human.
Once Mahoro was in her room, she quickly stripped off her wet clothes, leaving her in only her bra and panties. She reached for a fresh copy of her maid uniform, but stopped when she caught her reflection in the mirror. Her flawless porcelain skin was exposed in her current state of undress, with sunlight beaming through the window making her look particularly beautiful. Taking a step towards the mirror, Mahoro bent over slightly, letting her breasts hang forward. They looked so big and firm being tightly held in her tiny bra.
Feeling mischievous, Mahoro began jumping up on the balls of her feet, watching in the mirror her chest rise and fall with every bounce. Her breasts bounced fluidly, going up and down every time she left the ground. She stopped moving and they still wobbled to and fro. Mahoro let out a soft giggle at the suppleness of her big bouncing boobies. She could of never done this with her old chest, they would of barely wobbled at all. Biting her lip in excitement, Mahoro needed to see them completely, so she stripped off her bra.
“Oh my,” she murmured at her first look at her new breasts. They were completely round, no sag, no imperfections. They were very firm, which Mahoro conformed by giving her left breast a light squeeze. Each one held themselves high upon her, with two light pink circles in the center of each mound. Mahoro’s fingers trailed along the curve of one of her supple orbs. A light shudder ran down her spine, they were very sensitive. Lightly, she ran her hands over the malleable knockers, testing out the new sensations they offered. Mahoro’s cheeks became rosy as her fingers pushed harder into the pliable flesh. Her fingers felt so nice against her chest, but what would it feel like if someone else’s fingers were touching her. She would only let one man touch her there and she envisioned him. Closing her eyes, she saw his unruly brown hair and eyes gazing at her lovingly behind his glasses. He would be gentle, but firm with her. He would let him explore her chest and then…then…then…
Mahoro’s eyes shot open. The full realization of what she was doing hit her like a ton of bricks.
“Oh no, I’m thinking dirty thoughts!”
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