- See? They're real&#8230; <br />I showed my new emorouse boobs and his touched they...<br />- Yes, James, they are very real! I feel your hand!<br />- Yes, baby, of course you feel, they are so huge! Now jerk off me<br />- What? You're crazy?! I will not masturbate you!<br />- Why?<br />- I am a boy! This is some kind of magic!<br />- What the fuck? It is first time I see such a stupid whore! Listen, I won&#8217;t play with you, I&#8217;ve already paid and you will do everything you need!<br />- James, stop joking! I am Bob, your friend. That was your idea ...<br />...<br />Best friends James and Bob were both in their mid 20&#8217;s and were celebrating how many twenty something year olds celebrate Halloween: by going to a party with the intention of getting drunk off their ass. A few weeks prior they had made a friendly drunken bet one night: whoever could out drink the other got to choose the loser&#8217;s costume that year.<br />Unfortunately, Bob lost by just a couple drinks and was now dressed up as a big boobs whore, while James was going as a young pimp to match Bob&#8217;s costume. <br />...<br />The young blonde woman dressed up as a witch walked past their car. Halloween was her absolute favorite holiday, mostly because it was easy to get away with changing people (her all time favorite thing to do).<br />Emmi smiled to herself devilishly. Those two guys in that car from earlier would make the perfect choice to be changed for the night. When she waved her hand at the feminine looking man who catcalled at her, she immediately knew who he was and the guy next to her was, too. She also knew they were on their way to a party, but that was no longer going to be the case. Her magic having weaved itself around them in the process.<br />&#8220;Oh, the fun you&#8217;ll have Blanca and James. Oh the fun,&#8221; Emmi thought as she continued walking, smiling as she went.<br />...<br />On the road in a car.<br />Bob started to drum his fingers on his right hand on his thigh to the beat of the song that was playing. As he did, his thighs began to thicken some while his hips slowly creaked outward to child rearing proportions. The lower part of the dress clung to his lower half more, showing off some more of his legs. The next change was rather quick, his twig and berries quickly inverted, the outer layer forming a clamshell shape.<br />To Bob, it felt like a minor discomfort. Lifting himself off the seat a bit, he adjusted the black dress he was wearing. The changes moved up in quick fashion. The fake big boobs attached itself to his skin and took on a more fleshy look. When it was done, Damien had a round big tits.<br />As he sat there, he kind of noticed the difference in size of his now breast versus the fake one. It didn't seem to register right away and Bob didn't think much about it. That is until he felt like something was bounced attached on his breast.<br />- What the fuck&#8230;?! - Bob yelled as he frantically grabbed at his belly. <br />- Now what, Blanca? - James asked keeping his eyes on the road.<br />- Stop the car! - Damien screamed. - There's something wrong with me!<br />- Bob, seriously you can stop with the theatrics.<br />- JAMES STOP THE FUCKING CAR!&#8221;<br />James slammed on the brakes and pulled off to the side of the street and turned off the car. Bob was grabbing at his chest and muttering something about having real boobs. Looking over at Bob, James watched as his friend tried to pull the wig off, but found out the painful way that it was now his hair attached to his head.<br />- Why won&#8217;t this damn thing come off?! - Bob screamed as he continued to pull at the long brown locks that were now attached to his scalp.<br />- Bob! Would you stop?! For fucks sake, I don&#8217;t know what the hell is wrong with you. If you don&#8217;t want to wear the damn costume then be my guest, but don&#8217;t start freaking the fuck out at me while I&#8217;m trying to drive, - &nbsp;James yelled back as he turned to glare at Bob.<br />Bob looked up at his friend with tears running down the side of his face<br />- James I&#8217;m actually a woman&#8230; I don&#8217;t know how but it&#8217;s like I turned into my costume.<br />Wha-? Dude your voice&#8230; That sounds like something from emmigrants women<br />- James just listen to me, I&#8217;m a latina whore<br />...<br />- See? They're real&#8230; <br />I showed my new emorouse boobs and his touched they...<br />- Yes, James, they are very real! I feel your hand!<br />- Yes, baby, of course you feel, they are so huge! Now jerk off me<br />- What? You're crazy?! I will not masturbate you!<br />- Why?<br />- I am a boy! This is some kind of magic!<br />- What the fuck? It is first time I see such a stupid whore! Listen, I won&#8217;t play with you, I&#8217;ve already paid and you will do everything you need!<br />- James, stop joking! I am Bob, your friend. That was your idea about this costumes<br />- Listen me, you stupid whore. Just jerk off me and go out please!<br /><br /><span>If you want see a continue and support me:&nbsp;</span><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/greentg">www.patreon.com/greentg</a>