Issue 1-3:
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Sitting in his luxurious office on the 45th floor of the Empire State Building, looking at the his phone, John Smith, president of a small investment banking company, wondered why his personal assistant Jessica hadn't come in yet. It was already 8:35, and he'd expected to see her at 8:15 for morning oral report. His cock was already starting to stiffen a little bit as he waited, knowing what Jessica's lips and tongue could do for it. At 8:36, John's phone buzzed. The display indicated a text message from Jessica. It read, "Look how beautiful it is! " and was accompanied by a picture of an dress from some online store and a smiling brunette who appeared to be in her late 20s wearing sunglasses and a pink headband. She was sitting outside in the sun, and there was a beach in the background. John groaned angry, "What the hell did my stupid secretary send me?!" and wanted to throw his phone across the room, but stopped at the last moment and look more closely at the picture. At this moment, while he stared at the picture, his hair started getting thicker and longer while on his chest, small A-cup breasts grew slowly and gently pushing up his white business shirt. "Oh my God! What a cute outfit!" John thought suddenly excited widely opening his blue eyes under glasses and grinned thinking that he wanted that pink dress right now for himself. "Um... What the fuck?! What kind of thoughts are this?!" Shocked and terrified, he looked away from the screen for a brief moment only to notice strange heavy sensation in his chest and coolness around his feet which made him confused and dizzy. His galsses are gone when he opened his eyes and he already wanted check what happening to him but suddenly rude male voice yelled. "Jessica! Why the hell did you put your tits here?!" It was his voice but why it sounded not from himself but from the direction of the office door. His hurt began beats faster and he only said "Eh...?" quietly, hearing how his voice sounding higher and prettier, while in shock stared at the door. His hands automatically landed on his boobs and they felt real and soft... They grown into massive D-cups already stretching his white dress shirt and bra under it, which is feeling weird and tight now. Bra straps were pulling around his neck too, thongs were dugged in his round ass and hight heels were cramped his feet. Door swung open and furious man looking like a John walked in his office without any knock. "Come in, get under table!" John heard another his command and stunned watched how another him walked closer, while John, finally realized what was going on, opened his mouth and widely shocked eyes, holding and squeezing his huge tits in his small feminine hands.
