Carl hated having to listen to his mother and father fight all the time, every evening would be a shouting match between them. Fighting over god knows what and only staying together to inevitably argue again tomorrow. The last few nights had been especially ugly, accusations of infidelity flew across on both sides and both had shouted that the other hadn't satisfied them often enough or well enough:
'You never fucking loved me David!'
'Fuck you Maria! If you loved me you would've wanted to fuck once in a while!'
This made any time they were together very tense, especially when they all had dinner together. He had planned to move out 3 years ago, even back then his parents marriage was tenuous at best, but he lacked the money to rent an apartment for university so he was forced to stay with his parents, listening to them bicker and fight.
Tonight was no different, they sat at the dinner table, glaring at each other. Carl tried to keep his head down and eat his dinner as quick as he could to get back to his room but it seemed both his parents had other plans.
When David finished his dinner, he told both Carl and Maria to wait at the table, both of us reluctantly stayed, with Maria hurling insults at David for wasting her time and Carl trying to keep his food down.
'Its funny you should say that,' David said, oddly, raising a white box in the air, ',because in a few minutes you'll-'. He cut himself off, grabbing a second white cardboard box out of the bin and throwing it at Maria, just missing her and landing face up on the table.
'Did you fucking spike my drink?' David shouted. Maria stood up, walked over and smiled, her heels clacking against the hard wooden floor.
'You left me no choice! You had to see what life was like through my eyes! I couldn't handle your attitude anymore!'
'Fucking bitch!' David shouted, throwing the second box at her, hitting her in the arm and crashing into Carl's food.
Carl quickly twisted the second and read what it said:
Ultrastrength Bimbex Pill - Eight Pack - Body & Libido Enhancement
'You spiked my drink with fucking Bimbex? I'm not some common whore!' Maria shouted, grabbing the box and throwing it back at David.
'You spiked my drink to turn me into YOU!' David screamed back.
Carl turned his attention to the second box, it said:
TF Pill - Twelve Pack - Custom Code: M A R I A
Designation - Full, MTF
He couldn't handle listening to his parents fight, made worse by his indigestion, and so he got up and walked out of the dining room - his parents barely noticing his absence. He walked up to his door but felt his stomach lurch and a loud aching noise erupted. He quickly shuffled into the bathroom, leaning against the wall as he felt his skin begin to burn up. Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. The shouts he could hear were tuned out as he coughed loudly, enough for his parents to hear over their own shouting.
He fell to the floor as he coughed weakly and as a pool of sweat formed around him. Carl tried to stand but his hand slipped on his sweat and his chest slammed against the hard floor, leading to Carl grasping his chest and realising how sensitive it had become. He sat back against a wall in desperation and tried to tear his shirt off, looking to soothe his sensitive skin. He only managed to rip a few tears in it before he gave up out of exhaustion. He panted heavily and looked up at the ceiling, feeling as if he was about to pass out. A tingling feeling across his body prevented him from being anything but awake, he looked back down to see two small mounds of flesh form on his chest and slowly expand, he once again tried to rip open his shirt but only managed to agitate his already sensitive chest skin, causing the two mounds to rapidly grow larger and begin stretching the fabric of his shirt.
Carl winced in pain as he also felt pain across his face and everywhere below his waist. He tried to stand once again but fell back against the wall, his ass jiggling uncontrollably as vibrations spread across his body. Carl began to feel even more light headed as completely new senses headed for his brain, the stress on his body was immense and it drained Carl of his energy. His eyes became heavy and he passed out as he felt pain from his chest.
He awoke a few minutes later, completely dazed and disoriented. He felt his body shift and move in all directions as he tried to stand, finally succeeding. He braced himself against the wall, hearing a loud 'slap' and feeling pain across his chest. He grasped it to soothe the pain but found himself blocked by huge mounds of flesh, with trepidation Carl looked down and saw two giant breasts below him, pressed against the wall. His heart beat faster as he stumbled his way towards the mirror, finding what looked like a busty supermodel in the mirror. Carl stared in disbelief, mesmerised by the pert breasts, sopping wet vagina and plump hips he could see. But when he looked at his own face he screamed in horror, he could recognise his new face, his mother's face.
Despite their arguing, they heard Carl's scream and both ran to the bathroom, pushing it open and seeing a wet, almost naked version of Maria, albeit with bigger tits and plumper proportions.
'Oh fuck, we-'
'We spiked the wrong drink!'
After taking some time to calm him down (as well as Maria giving him some of her clothes), both of his parents apologised for bringing him into it.
'So, how long do these p-pills last?'
Carl asked, still getting used to his much higher voice.
'The boxes said a week, but we-' David started, before being cut off by Maria.
'But we don't know how long they'll last combined, it may take a week but the hormones could last a month or more.'
Carl was devastated, he got up, ignoring the jiggling (thanks in part to Maria's clothes usually accommodating much smaller breasts), and walked into his room - wanting to sleep and wake up tomorrow with all of this over. However, he was painfully aware of his transformation as his new nipples rubbed against his shirt and his panties were constantly being wedged between his ass cheeks.
He chose to strip off and sleep in the nude, hoping it would make it easier to ignore his new, sensitive equipment.
When he awoke the next morning, he pulled himself out of bed as he normally did, feeling his breasts swing below him. He still couldn't handle seeing himself like this, and he felt especially dirty due to the sweat that still clung under his breasts and on his body.
With his head still aching and still feeling tired, he grabbed a towel, tied it round his chest and decided to take a shower. He walked through the corridor, passing by his parent's open bedroom door and into the bathroom. In his exhausted state, he didn’t think about why the shower would already be on, he just pulled down his towel and pulled back the shower curtain.
Carl was immediately confronted with his father's giant cock right in his face, he was slowly stroking it, even at its current size it appeared to be growing larger. When David realised Carl was there he quickly covered himself and apologised, Carl rushed to cover his groin as well, forgetting about his new breasts. He apologised back to his father for walking in on him, before beginning to stutter and quickly running out of the bathroom, hearing a dripping noise as he did so. David turned back to his shower before noticing a few pools of liquid below where Carl was just standing. He closed the shower curtain and continued his shower, his cock being harder than ever.
Carl ran back into his room and jumped back onto his bed, he couldn't believe what just happened. He thought about how stupid he had been, he thought about how embarrassed he was, he thought about how his father must have felt, he thought about what his father had been doing, he thought about his father's cock, he thought about how big it was compared to his old one, he thought about how it must feel to have such a big, hard cock, he thought about how it must feel to have a big, hard cock in your hands.
Carl's hand drifted down, past his pert breasts and hard nipples, running over his wide hips and towards his vagina. He absentmindedly began to rub at it, slowly at first bit he quickly gained pace.
Carl imagined what would've happened if he hadn't been so timid, if he hadn't been so passive, if he had been bold, if he had joined David. Carl let a small moan escape his lips. He imagined what would've happened if he had helped David in stroking his big cock, if David had decided to repay the favour. Another moan escaped Carl's lips. He began rubbing even faster and squeezed each breast as images flashed through his mind. He moaned louder.
What if David had let him give his cock a much closer look? What if David had let him give him a blowjob?
Carl moaned even louder, practically at the top of his lungs as his rubbing quickened even further. What if he used his big, perky tits on his big, hard dick?
What if-
'Hey, I just wanted to apologise again for-' It was David, Carl quickly pulled his hand away from his clit and pulled a blanket over his groin, neglecting his breasts again.
'Uh-huh yeah its o-ookay, I'm s-sorry as well!' Carl meekly responded back, trying not to accidentally rub his blanket against his dripping vagina.
'Well, that's also good. Your mother just made breakfast so you may want to get dressed and come downstairs.' David said, before leaving and shutting the door. Carl breathed a sigh of relief, he pushed his blanket to the side and stood up to get dressed, noticing a very large wet patch around his groin on his bed.
When Carl sauntered down to breakfast his parents were both stunned by what he was wearing. His mother's clothes didn't fit him at all, her hips were far too narrow and breasts far too small to fit him, so he decided he would grab the biggest bra and panty set he could find and them stretch out a shirt and some shorts to fit him, leading to his shirt showing practically all of his deep cleavage and his shorts being wedged deep between his ass cheeks.
'Hey, Carl, I think you picked up the wrong bra, that's my pushup.' Maria said, confused as to his sudden boldness.
'Is it? Oh, silly me!' Carl responded, pushing his breasts up and letting them fall down and jiggle as if to check their size. Maria could only glare at David who was staring right at Carl's bouncing breasts.
'By the way,' Carl began,'The name Carl doesn't really fit me anymore, does it? Not with these anyway.' He once again pushed his breasts outwards, this time towards David, smiling as he saw his eyes follow his girls exactly.
'I want you to call me Clarissa, until this is all over.' Carl said, straightening his back and smiling at Maria.
'Sure thing, Clarissa!' David said, with a bit more enthusiasm than Maria was happy with.
'Okay, honey, we'll call you that from now on.' Maria said, with much more bitterness in her voice than she intended to say it with.
After finishing his breakfast, Carl walked back upstairs (With David and Maria seeing the extent to which Carl's shorts and panties had been wedged up his ass).
He stripped off and lay down on his bed. He pulled out his phone and started searching for bras and panties that actually fit him, finding out that lingerie sites were some of the only ones that had his size - a realisation that excited Carl more than it embarrassed him.
He spent all day looking through these sites, and when he was called down for meals he used it as an excuse to test out different outfits as well as to tease David who appeared to be becoming more enamoured with Carl than his wife (something Maria did not take kindly to).
When it came time for him to get to sleep, he found that he couldn't. His unfinished session earlier in the day as well as the different times he'd teased David had kept him pent up. He thought about earlier, when he hadn't been bold enough, when he'd been too afraid to take action, when it was right in his face and he just ran away. And so he decided to take action, sending a text to David along with a little video of him trying on some of his mother's quite revealing clothes, the focal point being a tight red bikini he had found.
He stressed over what his father's response would be, would he be angry? Would Maria see it? What would she do? But it didn't take long for his father to respond:
You look great in these, Clarissa. Why not send some more?
Carl burst with joy, quickly filming a few more outfits that were even more risqué than his previous ones, sending them straight to David with the message:
What do you think? xx
David responded quickly, this time with a video. Carl quickly opened it, finding a video of David rubbing his hands over his chest, Carl never noticed it was so muscular.
He felt a new sensation welling inside him and with a great amount of trepidation and arousal, Carl sent a video of him exposing his bare breasts and stroking his nipples.
His heart was in his throat as he awaited a response, maybe he had been too bold? But his fears were unfounded as David sent back a video of him stroking his cock with the caption Thinking about you xx.
The sensation that had been welling in Carl now bubbled over and he felt his pussy start to drip. He wrote down his final message for the night, choosing to savour the moment, and turned off his phone. His message read:
Just wait for tomorrow, you'll get a nice surprise honey xx
David responded back:
Can't wait babe xx
Clarisaa awoke early in the morning, feeling arousal build up inside her. She sat up in bed, pushing her breasts out as her nipples hardened, thinking about David. She eventually got out of bed and left, ignoring her clothes, and walking into her parent's bedroom.
David was still asleep but Maria had already gotten up. Clarissa snuck towards her mother's closet and searched through her bra and panty sets before deciding on a sexy black set. She slowly and carefully walked back out into the hallway and slid on the lingerie.
Despite its small size, Clarissa loved the way it squeezed her tits together and how it kept her ass looking big and firm. She had also grabbed some heels to wear and slipped them on as well, finding them surprisingly easy to wear.
She strutted into the kitchen where she found Maria preparing breakfast.
'Carl! What are you wearing?!' Maria asked, taken aback by her son's boldness.
'Its Clarissa, Maria, and I'm wearing this because I want to surprise David. You never wear this for him! And it looks far better on me than it looks on you anyway!' Clarissa shouted back, she'd seen firsthand how Maria didn't appreciate David.
'Excuse me? David is my husband and you have no right to-' Maria was cut off.
'No right to what? Show off my body to a husband who you can't appreciate? Not to mention, you're the one who put the pills in my drink. All I'd have to do is tell the police you did this and show them you bought them. You'd be whisked away immediately. So I think you should be thanking me here, you never deserved David anyway.' Clarissa shouted, slowly walking towards Maria as she walked back.
'Now, tell me,' Clarissa began, 'Who does David love more?' She said, straightening her bra and pushing her chest up.
'Y-you.' Maria meekly responded.
'Who is looking sexy as fuck for him right now?' Clarissa asked.
'You...'
'And who is going to stay the fuck away from my husband?' Clarissa pushed Maria against the wall.
'Me...' Maria couldn't believe what she was hearing, her own son had taken away her husband.
'Good.' Clarissa responded, she let Maria go and stepped back, she grabbed the pill packs from behind Maria. She was about to swallow more but stopped, hearing footsteps heading towards them.
'Morning Clarissa. I heard...' David said, stunned by Clarissa's outfit, the way it perfectly displayed her breasts, the way it hugged her curves and the way her ass popped out the back.
'Morning Daddy.' She said, walking over and kissing David,'I was just telling Maria how big my titties look in this! She pulled down her bra, exposing her bare breasts to them both, she glared at Maria, expecting a response.
'Y-yeah, they look... big.'
'And?' Clarissa asked, still glaring at Maria.
'They look big and firm...' Maria said, with a saddened tone overtaking her voice.
'But thats not the only thing.' Clarissa responded, looking down at the throbbing bulge in David's shorts, 'Come on, David.' She said, leading him back upstairs to their bedroom, already stroking his cock through his shorts.
When they got to the bedroom, Clarissa stripped David's clothes immediately. David tried to pull her onto the bed but she refused, squatting down and starting to stroke his hard cock.
'Oh god, it looks so hard and full!'
'Oh fuck it is, its hard for you baby.'
She slipped the tip into her mouth, using her plump lips to pleasure it to the fullest. She slowly slid more and more into her mouth, with precum dripping onto her tongue, swallowing it with glee.
Her hands quickened the pace as she began to push most of his cock into her mouth. She could hear him moaning but didn't stop, going ever faster, sliding it in and out of her mouth like it was second nature.
She felt it fill up and she felt it throb in her mouth, she closed her eyes as her pussy began to drip onto the floor. She moaned between breaths and thrusts. She felt it twitch and David's huge load filled her mouth, she swallowed every bit she could but it still wasn't enough, it dripped out of her mouth and onto her breasts, it covered her lips in a thick, sticky layer. She smiled as she pulled it out for the last time and swallowed for the final time. She moved up and over David, pushing him onto the bed as she presented her ass to him. He gave it a firm slap which caused Clarissa to moan loudly, enough for Maria downstairs to hear which made it all the more arousing.
'Make me your wife!' She screamed, and David obliged, shoving his big cock into her quivering pussy, sliding it all the way in and leaving it there until Clarissa moaned like a whore. He slowly slid out before slamming in once again, causing the bed to vibrate and a loud slap to occur, horrifying Maria below. Her quickened the pace causing Clarissa to moan even louder and for cum to start dripping down her thighs.
She flipped around and shoved his cock between her tits, rubbing it with her giant breasts and causing cum to rush into her face and down her breasts.
This was much to the delight of David who quickly followed that load up by shoving his cock back into her mouth.
They continued fucking each other all day, Clarissa's insatiable hunger for cock driving her on for hours. By the final time she came, David had blown his final load all over her chest and face, with her lapping it up like a dog. They both lay down on the bed, panting heavily. Clarissa looked down, seeing cum still dripping our of her aching vagina and running down her thighs. David moved over behind Clarissa and grabbed her breasts, pulling her tight against his body and causing her to moan. His cock pressed deep into her ass, it was still huge when soft.
Clarissa said a final 'I love you Daddy.' before finally falling asleep.