“Oh shit!” I cried when a button popped. “Not again!”

I tried to run, but it was happening too fast. Another button popped, and my bra was getting really tight. I had to get away! I couldn’t tell who it was, but I knew one was on my trail! Dammit, this one had a boob fixation she was projecting onto me!

I cursed the curse that had been put on me. Some force had somehow been listening in when I mocked a futanari for having such disturbing fetishes. I admit I was being a “Karen”, but the bitch was hitting on my, while openly rubbing her dick through her pants! I shouted that “All you futanari are disgusting perverts!” and I heard the crack of thunder on a bright sunny day.

Then I was plunged into a kind of dim twilight as time seemed to stand still. The admittedly lovely futanari stood motionless, with hand still on her frightfully large package. I could see a bird up overhead. It just hung suspended in the air. In the silence, my own voice began angrily whispering soundlessly in my mind.

(you presume to judge? i now judge, and find you wanting. from this day forward, I curse you. when a blessed futanari is aroused by you, you will become the thing of their deepest desire. you will be irresistible to them. they will be free to enjoy your charms as they please.)

“What? No!” I screamed into the nothingness. “If I say no, it’s rape!”

(for one cycle of your world around it’s primary, you will be fair game to any futanari that takes a liking to you.)

“I’ll go into hiding!” I cried. “I can stay in my apartment and have everything delivered for a year if I have to!”

(if you go into hiding, that one cycle will become the rest of your life.)

“The rest of my life?” Did that mean I would be cursed forever, or that I would die in a year? I didn’t want to find out! “That’s not fair!”

(what is fair? Your attitude towards the blessed was not fair. you are now something for futanari to enjoy. enjoy you they will.)

“What if I become pregnant? I don’t want to have a freak’s baby!”

(enough. i grow weary of you. if you fall with child before the cycle concludes, be warned. your bodily manifestation of the sire’s deepest desire will become the permanent representation of your physical form. you will then find love. your new life will happily be devoted to their every pleasure.)

Sound and motion returned. The inner voice that was my own had left me. Just as I thought I had imagined it, I felt my mouth sort of tighten up. I put a hand to my face, and tried to express my shock. No words came out! I couldn’t talk! I managed to force a finger into the soft snugness and discovered that I didn’t have a tongue or teeth! Just warm moist softness. There didn’t even seem to be a jaw for me to move anymore.

Just warm firm flesh. From the sensations I felt stuffing my index finger into the dainty opening, my blood ran cold as I suspected the worst. I fumbled in my bag for a mirror. I almost dropped it in shock when I saw myself.

I was right! I no longer had a mouth! My face was smaller without jawbones, and was dominated by a perfectly normal looking vagina! It was an exact duplicate of the one normally found between my legs. My nose had shrunk drastically. I touched the tiny pink pearl, and realized it had become a very sensitive clitoris. My face was two eyes, a cunt, and a hairy bush like in 1970’s porn star! I was a horrifying freak! I was some kind of monster!

“Holy jumping catfish!” The futanari gasped. “I’ve dreamed about beings like you! You’re the sexiest thing I ever saw in my life! Are you an alien? I don’t really give a damn if you are. Come with me!”

She grabbed my hand and dragged me into an ally. Before I knew what was happening, I was on my knees in filth. Without asking, the curvy futanari had whipped out her thirteen inch dick! I couldn’t pull away as she shoved the hugely swollen head against my facial labia. She rubbed that head all over my dampening slit. To my shock, I involuntarily leaned forward and forced the ruddy bulbous thing to enter my face! She took that as an invitation and just rammed completely in! I felt something I had felt way back when I was eighteen. The bitch had torn my head hymen! Dear God! My face-cherry was busted!

She grabbed my hair and began really pounding into me. I could breath quite normally somehow, and it didn’t smell quite fresh. I began to panic when I understood what was happening. I reached under my skirt, tugged down my panties. Then I accidentally tweaked the nose between my thighs! There was no vagina down there, nor was there a mouth! Just a nose! I had been sniffing away at my own panties!

Panic started in me as the facial assault began to feel mighty good! No blowjob I had ever given felt like this! This wasn’t oral at all. My face was having vaginal intercourse with a huge cock! The girth of it was really stimulating my firmly erect face clit! I think I my uvula had even become a G-spot! I could feel the thing going halfway down to my belly. I was getting the best dicking I ever had, and it was all in my head. Literally!

Then the fear really hit! Were was my uterus? My pussy was on my face and my nose was between my quivering thighs. Did my uterus trade places with my stomach? Could I get knocked up from having my face pussy fucked? Would I then end up sort of spitting out a baby? No! That couldn’t be! How would I eat or drink without a mouth? I couldn’t spend my life like this! More than a couple days and I would die!

The fear fizzled out when my climax struck. Having an orgasm in your face is truly memorable. I would have collapsed if my nameless lover wasn’t holding onto my hair! My eyes rolled back uncontrollably as the nose in my crotch panted like a bitch in heat.

I came four more times before she finally unloaded into my face and down towards my stomach. The fear eased a little when I suddenly felt like I had eaten a huge bowl of soup. Thank god my belly still had a stomach in the right place!

After she had ejaculated four more times, while my face climaxed again and again, she finally pulled out. The huge thing exiting my misplaced pussy triggered one last aftershock of a climax on my part. How had I survived that over stimulation? I felt dizzy, and more sated than I had felt in ages. Then the pure humiliation really hit home. I needed to pee. I had to pee really bad! How the hell would I do it? Was my ‘plumbing’ all rearranged? Would my bladder burst? Would I piss out of my nose? Then I was shocked to accidentally discover how to relieve myself.

“That’s nasty!” The futanari giggled as she jumped back. “You’re pissing out of your face! It’s so cool!”

I couldn’t stop once it started! A stream of warm yellow water was jetting out of the urethra right under my nose-clit. I didn’t mean to, but I turned back to look at my new acquaintance when she started laughing at my distress.

“Stop it!” She angrily yelled. “This was a brand new blouse, and you pissed all over it! You’re too nasty for me, you perverted cunt-face bitch!”

She tucked away her cock and stormed off. When she was out of sight, I rapidly returned to normal. I somehow managed to get home without any other misadventures. At least returning to normal proved that I wasn’t knocked up. That would have been a disaster! I cried myself to sleep.

From that day on my life had been turned upside down! Every damn time a futanari sees me and gets turned on, I rapidly became the girl of their most secret wet-dreams! Now it was happening again, and my tits were growing at an astounding rate! I heard a tear, and my mountainous boobs burst free of my ruined bra. It was getting harder to run. While the changes never hurt, thank god for small favors, the huge mass of my growing breasts were setting up an oscillation that was throwing my stride way off.

It didn’t help that I had suddenly become noticeably shorter! I’m normally five foot six, but that had changed as my boobs grew. My skirt hit just at my knees when I had dressed this morning. Now it was a much more modest length extending six inches below them. The futanari much have a ‘thing’ for Shortstacks!

I sometimes lay awake at night, trying to figure out how I lose and regain mass so easily. It scares me that the only explanation I can come up with is “Magic”! No science on earth could manage that.

“Fuck!” I gasped as my hair suddenly covered my eyes. “Leave my damn hair alone!”

This morning I was a brunette with a rather distinctive boy cut style. Now I had golden yellow ringlets cascading down past my shoulders! Did the unknown futanari have some weird huge boob Goldilocks kink? Was I now her big titty Alice? With these jugs, I wouldn’t fit down a rabbit hole!

I was forced to slow down when three buttons popped simultaneously. My blouse was now completely open. And my bra was a ruin. Good God! What was I now? A triple “H”? Was there such a thing as a JJJ cup? Dear lord, please don’t let this futa be a hentai fan! I would tip over if they got any larger!

Thank God the massive growth seemed to have stopped. As it was, my hands sort of sank into soft warm boob flesh as I tried to dampen the powerful oscillations. It felt so damn good, but I tried to ignore the warm milk spurting between my fingers from my suddenly shot-glass size nipples. Shit! She just had to be a lactation fetisher too! I could only manage a sort of fast walk now, as my tattered blouse flapped in the summer breeze.

“I can’t get caught!” I whimpered, as I tried to ignore the stares. As always, men seemed just to not see me. I hadn’t been asked out by a man since the curse struck me nearly a full year ago. I had secretly hoped I could get some random guy to knock me up as protection, but none ever seemed to notice me any more.

I even found an adult store with gloryholes. I realized mid-fuck that the person on the other side of the wall was not a hugely endowed black man, but a futanari! I hadn’t changed, or so I thought. While she was ramming away into me, I noticed that my arms and boobs were so pale white they almost glowed in the dim light of the booth! My nipples looked blood red as they engorged. My hair had turned a shining silver. I must have already been pretty close to her deepest desire, and hadn’t noticed in the dim booth that I had become an albino!

Thank God she pulled out at the last second, and ordered me to turn around and deep throat her! I was never so glad to nearly choke to death on her inhumanly large load! Thank God she hadn’t leaked any cum and knocked me up before she pulled out! It was humiliating though when she told me that she had no intention of planting her seed in a “Snowflake”!

“The curse has only one week left! Not even that! Just six more days and I’m free!” I whimpered to myself as I tried to move as fast as I could with my giant bouncing boobs. “I can’t get caught now! If I get knocked up today, I’ll be stuck with these giant tits for the rest of my life!”

“You are just too darling.” A voice whispered.

A hand landed on my shoulder and I knew I was doomed. Once a futanari physically touched me, I lost the ability to try and escape! I was now at her lust filled mercy. My mind wanted to run, but my body ignored my frantic need to get away! I was now her plaything!

“Let me drink your milk. Please?” She asked hopefully. “I want to suckle at your breasts while shoving my cock deep into your belly.”

I looked back. I looked up! Right now I was a five foot nothing blonde with ginormous breasts, but this person was nearly seven foot tall! I glanced down, and felt the reaction I dreaded. My panties had suddenly become soaked when I saw her massive package!

“Keep back.” I stammered, when I saw what looked like a huge salami tucked down the right leg of her faded jeans. I made a mistake and gave too much information. “Today isn’t a good day! This is my bad day! The worst day in the month for me! Call me next week, okay? Make that eight days, just to be sure! I swear I’ll fuck you then!”

“Oh honey, your ‘bad day’ might just possibly be my best day ever! Imagine how big your magnificent breasts will get while my baby grows in your belly.”

“No! I mean it!” I fumbled in my bag and held out my phone. “You can have my contact information! I can safely fuck you next week!”

“Honey, there’s no time like the present.” She gently took my bag and phone. “Thanks for your information though. I don’t do one night stands! I’ll be wanting to hook up with you again and again as your belly grows!”

I whimpered as she headed me back the way I came. Milk was still flowing from me as I struggled to keep my titanic tits from bouncing with each step. Men still ignored me. Most women looked at me in disgusted shock, but a few stared in open awe. I knew some of the women to be futanari by all the tents and swelling packages I was suddenly spotting. The curse seemed to make me hyper-aware of women with something extra! I had no idea that they had become so large a part of the population!

Thank goodness the curse seemed to be first come (no pun intended!) first served. The first futanari that became aroused when they spotted me, was the one that triggered the curse. Why the hell did this one like inhumanly huge tits on a short blonde woman?

She must be an anime fan. I know what short-stack means, but this was ridiculous! My tits were now so big, that they weren’t actually round any more. They pressed firmly together against each other, like two huge half moons colliding! I couldn’t see my feet! Please let this futa be satisfied with the best titty fuck of her life!

The voice had warned me. If a futanari managed to knock me up while I was in whatever altered condition they lusted after, I would never change back! I would remain a sexual fantasy caricature for the rest of my life! So far I had been extremely lucky. The last time I had been caught while I was ovulating, a futa with a huge cock was only interested in my ass. My hips and ass had swelled so much that I couldn’t fit through doorways unless I turned sideways and really pushed! It was humiliating!

Afterwards, I couldn’t sit for nearly a week! She had an astoundingly thick eighteen inch long cock, and had refused to use any lubricant! She reamed my giant bubble butt like a jackhammer! Only someone with a dick like hers could pound my gigantic ass like that! Most people wouldn’t have even been able to reach the hole because of my massive beach-ball sized cheeks!

The curse didn’t let it hurt while I was sodomized over and over, all night long. I sure felt it when I returned to normal after she threw me out in the morning! The memory of repeatedly climaxing while being firmly spanked, with what felt like a baseball bat ramming repeatedly up my butt still embarrassed me.

Things were getting worse. Not only were my panties now soaked, another change had taken place. I knew the feeling from a previous encounter. My poor clitty was in quite a state. I hadn’t become a futanari, but my clitoris had grown to an astounding size. I risked patting my crotch through my skirt and moaned! It felt like a thumb was sticking right out of my pussy! At least it wasn’t a nose this time!