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Growing Affliction (SotM Nov 19)
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Growing Affliction
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Nathan rushed down stairs towards Brittany’s office, it was times like this he was so glad their apartment was just a floor above Lewd Brews. “Excuse me!” He barked, literally hurtling over one of Brittany’s human employees, who stared up in amazement at the rumbling giant leaped over them. The husky was responding to a concerning text his mate had sent him, and there was so much that could go wrong when Brittany was experimenting with potions in her lab it was easy for his mind to run through all the worst case scenarios of magic gone wrong, particularly with all the weirdness going on lately.
He reached the tall, strong door that guarded Brittany’s office and resisted the temptation to burst in, remembering all to well the last time he’d accidentally ran afoul of Brittany’s anti theft devices! “Brittany?” He called through the door, knocking on it nervously. “You called?
“Come on in Nathan!”
Nathan paused at the airy voice that came through the door, it was instantly recognizable as Brittany’s heavy, booming voice. But it carried an extra airy quality that caused him to do a double take. Brittany was always so… serious sounding when she spoke, particularly when at work! Worried about what he was going to find Nathan pushed the door to Brittany’s lab open slowly and to his relief a normal Brittany was sitting in her office chair… expect.
“Brittany!” Nathan exclaimed, hurriedly shutting the door to Brittany’s office in an attempt to preserve her modesty.
“Hey stud.” She moaned, squirming in her chair as she caught a whiff of Nathan’s scent. “I’ve been waiting for you!”
“Uh… yeah, I can see that.” Nathan said, his tail twitching with interest, his hefty cock stirring in his boxers. Although concern for her well being was first and foremost in his mind. “Brittany… are you alright? What the hell happened?”
“What do you mean silly!” Brittany giggled in a way most unlike her.
Already quite the curvaceous lady, the busty husky was even fuller figured that usual. Brittany’s breasts had become nearly twice their size and Nathan wondered if her extra wide, rounded hips would be stuck in her office chair. Her long wavy red hair had been replaced by long flowing blonde locks and her lips had become full and colored pink completing her bimbo look. Perhaps most notably she was furiously masturbating. One hand groping her teat passionately, almost like she was trying to milk herself. Meanwhile her other paw rested on her mound, fingers stirring her honey pot while her pussy practically dripped with lustful desire.
“Uh, Brittany, are have you been experimenting with bimbo bomb?” Nathan asked curiously, trying to fight his building arousal.
“Guh, NO!” The husky rolled her eyes, before moaning soulfully. If Nathan didn’t know any better he would have thought Brittany was in heat, but while the room was filled with the intoxicating oder of Brittany’s arousal it lacked the certain punch to the gut a girl in heat usually carried. “I’m just happy to see you that’s all.” Brittany smiled broadly and stopped playing with herself to stand up, allowing Nathan an even better look at his naked mate.
“Uh… that’s good?” Nathan said, still nervous and confused but also notably aroused at his mate’s current condition. He tried to ignore that arousal, it felt bad to even think about having sex with Brittany while she was under the effects of some kind of magic. He thought about going to the emergency closet where Brittany kept a generic cure all potion that counter acted all of Brittany’s potions and most known types of magic, but what happened next made his resolve crumble.
“Please Master?” Brittany cooed in her most need, seductive voice. She leaned forward, resting her mammoth tits on her desk, hiking her ass high in the air and wagging it back and forth oh so tantalizingly. “Please fuck me! I need your big thick cock oh so bad?”
How could Nathan possibly say no to that!
. . .
Unbelievably the whole thing had started with an unusually bad case of constipation, although Nathan hadn’t quite figured that out yet.
Brittany was not a pharmacist by trade, and actively made a point of staying out of the medical industry. “Too much red tape, too much responsibility.” She would always answer when asked. Even without really trying though Brittany had developed a couple cures totally by accident. Small things like headache cures, to even a potential drug to cure cancer that was currently being tested by Johnson & Johnson currently. Brittany had made quite the fortune by selling research to big pharma on the side, although she sometimes wondered if they where more interested keeping her out of the market place.
Because of this Nathan often turned to his mate before anyone else about what ailed him. She’d developed a perfect muscle relaxer for him, great when his back was acting up after a long day at work and even managed to cure his motion sickness so he could travel on long car rides.
“Yah… I think I’ve got something that might help with that.” Brittany mused in her lab when her boyfriend had approached her with his problem. She headed to her secondary storage room, which stored failed experiments that had still yielded interesting results. They where products that she intended to investigate more some day, but rarely got around to. She walked through the dusty shelves, rummaging through a few disorganized boxes, before she finally seemed to have found what she was looking for.
MASCULINIZATION POTION RECIPE 6 MARK III A faded label on the outside of the dusty bottle said.
“Brittany,” Nathan said quizzically, he always got nervous around old potions like this. “Why are you giving me a masculinization potion?”
“Oh relax, ya big goof!” Brittany said, bumping against Nathan’s hip as she walked back through a thick cloud of steam, over to her brewing station. “Three years ago I was testing new variants of the HEMAN potion. I a new ingredient I discovered in certain strains of soy funnily enough. Well anyway, its turned out that the potions didn’t do anything but give the test subjects a horrible case of the runs. So if you take a half dose of it, say less than a teaspoon, hopefully it will clear you right up!”
Nathan was still a little skeptical, but he trusted Brittany (and truth be told was getting a little desperate) so he followed her instructions. Luckily, as promised, the potion cleared his problem right up and neither husky thought very much about it. But, while he couldn’t figure out exactly why, nor did he spend a whole lot of time trying to figure it out, Nathan did notice some strange changes in his wife over the next couple of days.
. . .
Nathan first noticed something strange the same night he’d taken the potion. He was getting read for bed when the husky looked up to spy his mate standing in the bedroom door wearing her sexy green nightie. It was Brittany’s very favorite piece of lingerie, and she only wore it when she was feeling exceptionally sexy and very needy. Nathan didn’t see her wear the green nightie very often, as Brittany’s sex drive could lay dormant for days sometimes even weeks at a time between heats. Nathan didn’t mind these long dry spells because not only did he have his other mate, Jessie, to keep him well stated but Brittany libdo was something of a sleeping giant; and when it did kick off she could blow his mind! Besides, snapping a collar around her neck and a few well chosen words whispered in her ear was usually enough to melt Brittany into a puddle of girl goo anyway.
“Whoa.” Nathan said with a smile, already feeling his arousal building just from spotting his mate in her green nightie. The lacy nightgown, with it’s plunging neckline, sheer fabrics, and tight fit certainly showed off a lot of his sexy mate, but seeing the nightie had something of a pavlovian response on Nathan: for he’d never, not one time, seen Brittany wearing it with getting laid soon after.
“There’s my man!” Brittany purred, almost cat like, her hips rhythmically rocking too and froth as she seductively sashayed her way. She practically tackled Nathan on the bed, dragging him under the covers, clinging to him while caressing his muscular torso. It wasn’t unusual for Brittany, always quite the cuddle hound, to snuggle up to Nathan like this in the evenings. But this was a step beyond even the clingy canine’s normal, something different about it.
“Is everything alright sweetie?” Nathan asked with a teasing smile, inwardly wondering if he’d somehow missed the start of Brittany’s heat while she continued to paw at him needfully, going as far as dry humping him under the covers. Nathan did his best to hid his growing erection and mounting arousal. He so enjoyed teasing Brittany when she got like this, drag it out of her, make her admit how horny she was and beg to get fucked.
“Oh… nothing…” she whimpered, squirming a bit in Nathan’s arms. “I’m just… super fucking horny tonight!” running one of her paws down from Nathan’s pecs through the center of his abs, starting just shy of the hem of his boxers.
“I could tell… pretty sure people downstairs can smell you!” Nathan teased, although there was some truth to his words. The smell of Brittany’s arousal hung heavy in the room.
“Nathan!” She protested, wearing a sheepish smile. “That’s not very nice!”
“I’m sorry.” Nathan said, gently playing with her long red hair liked he like to do.
“Well, if you’re truly sorry you’ll just have to make it up to me by fucking me!”
Nathan opened his mouth, but said nothing. He wanted to tease Brittany some more, perhaps even make her beg before having sex with her. His horny, sexy wife however was just too convincing and it didn’t matter much anyway for Brittany was tired of waiting.
“Ooh!” She exclaimed, peeling back his boxers to expose his throbbing shaft inside. “Looks like I’ve already got you nice and worked up!”
“Huh yeah…” Nathan stammered as Brittany ran on of her fingers up and down his turgid member. Her soft fur feeling so good across his bear, highly sensitive flesh. “I guess you do!”
There wasn’t much more talking from Brittany, although she did manage to say plenty, staring up at Nathan with a soulful and lustful expression while she worshiped his cock and balls.
Finally, when Nathan knew he couldn’t take any more Brittany started to take long licks of his twitching shaft. “Go ahead baby.” She whispered in her most erotic sounding voice. “I want you to cum! Jizz all over my face, mark me as your slut.”
In the moment Nathan thought nothing of it, Brittany loved her dirty talk and he was slightly too preoccupied with doing exactly as she asked to give it much thought anyway. But looking back on it he found it slightly unusual, much more aggressive than he was used to from Brittany.
. . .
The next morning Nathan realized the night before was not an isolated incident, he woke up the next morning to Brittany giving him yet another blowjob. “Oh good, you’re awake.” She giggled in a very unBrittany like way.
“Brittany… are your tits bigger?” Nathan asked, staring hard at the two magnificent fleshy orbs that hung from Brittany’s chest.
“OMG!” She exclaimed in a way that totally took Nathan by surprise. “I think they totally are! Thanks for noticing!”
Nathan was about to stop Brittany, the whole dumb girl thing quite the turn off in his opinion, but before he could say anything his the redheaded husky (although lookin at her in the morning light… had that golden almost blonde glisten always been there?) lowered her muzzle down on his cock and gave him one of the best blow jobs he’d ever received, and it seemed to get better with every bob of Brittany’s head! The reason became readily apparent, because not only did her breasts seem slightly larger than they had a moment ago but Brittany’s lips looked like a bee had stung them.
“Hmm. I’ve gotten you nice and hard Daddy!”
“Daddy!?” Nathan exclaimed in shock. Brittany had always hated girls calling their boyfriends daddy.
“Huh, uh. I think that deserves a reward… don’t you think so daddy?” She asked in an girlish sounding voice, and suddenly Nathan understood why the term “daddy” bothered her so much… or at least why it used to brother her? Nathan was very confused and starting to get a little concerned truth be told. Before he could figure out what magical aliment was affecting Brittany his reptile brain took over, seeing the lustful look come over her face.
“I suppose it does… what sort of reward where you thinking of?”
“I was hoping you’d fuck me in the butt!” She giggled, seemingly in delight over the thought of Nathan fucking her rear.
Of all the things Brittany could have said in that moment, that was probably the most shocking. He’d brought up the idea of anal once or twice, years ago (Brittany’s reaction had made sure he never brought it up again.) Nathan wasn’t a huge fan of anal pre say, but he always thought a little butt fun could be a fun way to break up the routine of sex couples sometimes fall into. He couldn’t deny being very excited over the proposition of taking Brittany’s back door for the first time!
“Are you sure?” He asked nervously, Brittany thankfully wasn’t the kind to trick her boyfriend into doing the wrong thing (thankfully) but she had been so defiant the last time the topic of anal had been brought up…
It turned out that Nathan wasn’t a big fan of giving anal. Not only shit dick is a real phenomenon, as he quickly found out in disgust! It really didn’t feel any better than vaginal sex. Besides, he was so nervous and careful while fucking Brittany in the butt, it was so much more relaxing to insert himself into her pussy which, besides being intended for the purpose, provided it’s own lube.
It also turned out that having a girl become addicted to your cock is not nearly as sexy as a man might think! Death by snu snu, it turned out, was no fucking joke! It wasn’t just the weakness of the flesh that was giving Nathan trouble though, Brittany was starting to act out right scary. He’d heard the term “cum junkie” before, but he never thought he’d witness it first hand. The desperation to Brittany as she inhaled his scent, which seemed to bring her tumbling further down the rabbit hole. The slightly wild look in her eyes that would only go away once Nathan came somewhere on or in her reminded him of dealing with the strung out panhandlers when he went to the 7/11 down the block: not exactly a very evocative look.
Meanwhile the physical changes to Brittany’s body continued, thick blonde hair and fat dick sucking lips that seemed to be permanently dyed pink somehow, at least Nathan assumed so, since his mate didn’t even have any lipstick to make them pink otherwise. Her belly slimmed out as well, further accentuating her hour glass figure. But these changes where tiny compared to the massive swelling of her tits and ass. At first Nathan was quite alright with these changes, as there was apart of his brain that always thought a girl’s curves could be a little bigger. Yet at Brittany’s ass and tits doubled in size even this started to concern Nathan a little bit. It seemed every time his curvaceous mate walked through a doorway she had a little less clearance between her extra wide butt and the door frame. It was already starting to become a small wonder she could could even stand monster ass and titanic titties!! How long would it be, if the growth continued, before she was actually stuck inside a room?
In desperation Nathan tried giving her the special cure all potion Brittany had developed. It reversed every potion in the Lewd Brew’s stock and most known magic. Much to his frustration and concern however the potion, even after giving her several doses, nearly emptying the bottle, Brittany’s condition had yet to improve. But…
No matter how exhausted or worried he was though Nathan crossed the room, driven by basic instinct and his mate’s needy pleas. Brittany was still bent over the desk, her bushy tail wagging happily, her eyes twinkling with fervent lust and puppy love for her Master. Nathan grabbed her by the back of the head with one hand and fished his cock out with the other.
“Oooo! Gimme gimme!” Brittany cried out, spotting Nathan’s cock ands lunging forward the best she could to take it into her mouth.
“Easy girl.” Nathan moaned, feeling her thick wet lips and long, talented tongue against his slightly sore cock. He gently petted her head and let the horny husky do her thing.
. . .
A few hours of fucking later and Nathan was still trying to satisfy the insatiable husky that was his mate. Even with some nagging thoughts in the back of his mind, Nathan had to admit he was enjoying himself. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and Nathan looked up nervously: embarrassed over the thought of someone coming in. Then, much to his horror, the door knob actually started to turn; someone was coming in!
“Don’t come in!” He called out in a panic.
“Oh for Christ sake. For one, everyone knows what you’re doing in here. Secondly it’s nothing I haven’t seen a million times before!” A very irritable Jessie said, the grey furred feline closing the door behind her. “What in the hell happened while I was gone… and… holy shit.”
“Oh no.” Nathan’s blood ran cold, for he saw a disconcerting yet familiar look come across Jessie’s face. The exact same look he’d seen plastered on Brittany’s face the last couple of days. The tiny feline was already enough of a sex kitten without whatever magic had corrupted Brittany, and with is hands (and cock!) Already full? What was he going to do with two hyper bimbos on his hands?
Then a sudden thought crossed his mind… he’d been trying to treat Brittany, but for Jessie to also have been so suddenly afflicted by whatever was causing this… could be the origin of the magic? He abandoned Brittany, coldly yet critically ignoring her needful, pleading whimpers. He crossed the room quickly, Brittany crawling after him as fast as her huge boobs would allow, to where the cure all potion was sitting. He hurriedly drank the potion down, hoping like it would work and uncertain what to do if it failed. With Jessie also afflicted with whatever was happening he was his last and only hope!
He brought the bottle down from his lips and surveyed the room and was disappointed to see that the potion hadn’t fixed either Brittany or Jessie yet, but Nathan was struck by yet further inspiration. He walked over to the industrial hood, something that would have been fitting in Breaking Bad, and turned on the switch drawing large amounts of hormone ridden air from the room. The fresh air seemed to do the trick because within a few moments he could see Jessie coming back around.
“Sharp thinking…” She mumbled, holding her head as if it was paining her. “Based on the that smell somehow your musk got enchanted.”
“I guess Brittany’s MASCULINIZATION POTION RECIPE 6 MARK III just needed time to age or something?” Nathan mused thoughtfully. “Sure seemed to work like a charm in this case.” He looked down at Brittany, who was still on all fours. There was a vacant look on her face, still over coming the affect of Nathan’s musk, swaying unsteadily on her paws.
“Well… I think Brittany and I are going to have some fun while before she returns totally to normal. Want to join us?”
“No thanks.” Nathan said with a deep sigh. “I think I’ve had my fill of sex for a little while.
END
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