Transcript Start<br /><br />In your pant pocket, you cradled the latest game in the series you and your friend had been hyped about since its inception, eager to get it loaded up the moment you stepped into his house, turning the handle to the spacious interior and placing one foot inside...<br /><br />You weren't sure what it was as you stepped through the doors into your friends house, feeling like you just stepped through an invisible veil as you announced your arrival, hearing Master's sweet voice call out to you from upstairs.<br /><br />You hadn't noticed how shapely and fat filled your legs were as you slipped off your shoes and left them by the door, oblivious to the smaller size and the fact that it was meant for a girls dainty feet as you head into the living room, a peppy bounce in your step as you walk over to the staircase filled with elegance, thanks to the silky smooth stockings clinging tight to your shapely legs and the pleated skirt that clung to your childbearing hips, teasing the viewer with a good shot of your fancy lingerie clining to a flattened mound between luscious thighs.<br /><br />Meanwhile in your rapidly dwindling mind, you no longer remembered ever being part of the football club as your trained legs are subsumed by another more fitting for a gravure model, the pudgy vulva pushing against the silky fabric of your panties forming a tantalizing cameltoe that told everyone how juicy of a lay you were.<br /><br />By then, the sensation of something being 'off' had slipped out of your mind, with each step taken, you lost height drastically, going from a massive 6 foot 8 to a tiny 4 feet 9, a proper height for a young girl like you as your torso freed itself of its muscle, painted over with picturesque curves and sparkly smooth skin, milky tits bloating to life with your every breath as your dull nipples turn into bright pink inverted targets, tipping your modest bosom and tenting the smooth fabric of the girls uniform you wore to school everyday.<br /><br />Hopefully Master would appreciate your simplicity today, besides the lingerie you bought in secret, you had nothing else on beneath to hide how eager you were for what was to come next, memories of spending hours in a queue to buy some game warping into hours spent deciding on which naughty piece of nightwear Master would love to see you put on, twirling a lock of silky brunette in a manicured finger as you reminisced on the past, memories of dates, study sessions and the most amazing sex you've ever had flooding your mind. It was all thanks to Master that you were able to stay in school and not resort to being some prostitute despite your penchant for sex.<br /><br />But you would be loyal to Master forever, the one and only man who saw you for who you truly were and still call you a friend. You couldn't help but giggle at the thought.<br /><br />Twisting the cold handle in your tiny palm, you smile in glee as you glimpse the burly form of Master lying naked in bed, already ready and waiting as you apologize for being late, relieving yourself of your blouse and skirt, tossing them to the side as you sidled over to Masters side, feeling him grip your waist and pull you in &nbsp;for a sloppy kiss as you lay into him, pushing him over onto the bed as his arms tear off the tiny thong wrapped around your hips, an excited moan escaping your saliva slick lips as you feel the fabric tease your lower mouth, already dripping and eager as you feel Master slip inside of you.<br /><br />"You're as tight as ever Melissa...those contact lenses you got on?"<br /><br />"Hehee~ Forgot how i look like already Master? Do i also need to show you that adorable birthmark on my ass? You always-"<br /><br />"-love it when you do it? Babe, i won't ever forget that!"<br /><br />Riding your man for all his worth as you scream your joy out to the world, you'd never remember the man with his member currently impaled in your aching snatch as anything but your Master and loving boyfriend. After all, you didn't need to know that you were once the former ace of the football team and that the man currently fucking you was once your very close and very jealous friend. Right?<br /><br />Transcript End<br /><br />Just horni posting as usual while work on comms and stories continues&nbsp;<br /><br />Image by Furukawa Itsuse :&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/8415301">www.pixiv.net/en/users/8415301</a>