Intrusive traits

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“Angie! I’m home!” you shout as you unlock the door to your house, excited to see your wife after a long day at work “Angela?” you call out to no response, quite weird considering she is nearly always all over you once you get back “Mmm don’t stop~” you narrow your eyes at the familiar voice coming from your bedroom “More baby? Want me to make these things as big as they can get?” now that voice you don’t recognize, it sounds like a man, a man that you hope you are wrong, but seems to be getting real familiar with your girlfriend. 

“What is going on in he-” you try to sound intimidating as you barge into your bedroom, ready to either save or chastise your significant other depending on what she was up to, but the words die completely in your throat at the sight, because it is just way beyond what you were expecting. Angela is just there in the middle of the bedroom, casually getting her tits groped by a stranger “Oh, hello Babe! oooh~” she casually moans off mid-greeting as the man gropes her tits. His fingers are all over her, sinking into every bit of her cleavage that he can manage to grab, squeezing, groping and caressing every inch of her tits that she so happily leans forward to present “Yes daddy mmgh Like, you can squeeze my titties as much as you want” she giggles out between labored breaths, arousal evident on her face as she leans into his touch, sluttily moaning into his groping hands with a blush on her cheeks as your presence is completely forgotten as you observe the display, awestruck not only at the audacity of your wife to so shamelessly moan at another man’s touch but at the sheer size of her tits. You’ve been married to this woman for two years now, you know her cup size, she has B cups; perfectly malleable, squishy, petite boobs that can be comfortably covered in your palm. The melons currently being squeezed by that man are, on the contrary, quite big, their flesh obscenely overflows between his fingers with every squeeze, their circumference stretching out her previously cute top into something that would look more fitting for a hooker or a rental girl.

“Ah! I’m going to! ah~” your wife arches her back into the man’s squeezing hands, her eyes fluttering shut and her knees wobbling in pleasure as her body is racketed by the force of her release. She turns to look at you, a dumb slutty smile plastered on her flushed face as the guy caresses her features one last time before he finally turns to look at you “Hey there, I don’t believe we have met. You must be the lucky husband of this cutie” he smiles at you as his hand comes down to grab a tit from the panting Angela “What did you do to her? What are you doing in my house?!” he frowns at your questions, as if you were asking him to explain something you should already know “Okay relax, I am a coworker from her job, I am a trait stealer, I just thought your girl here had the potential to be quite the catch if she had bigger…you know” he smirks as he squeezes again “Mmmgh~” earning a throaty purr from your bustly enhanced wife “I was right, don’t you agree? She’s so much more sexy with these babies, isn’t she?”

You snap at his continued groping of your wife, you’ve never been an aggressive guy, always taking whatever shit was thrown at you in favor of going on with your day, but the way your fist connected with his face just felt so right “Ow! You fucker! I give your wife bigger tits and this is how you thank me?” the stranger extends a hand at you at which point you reflexively tense up ready to take whatever he is going to hit you with, but it never comes, in fact, you never tensed at all. You find your body kneeling by itself on the floor, looking up at him as something akin to fear begins to well within you “What are…how…?” you ask from under him, unable to meet his gaze as he rubs his sore chin.

“Trait stealer, were you not hearing me at all? I simply stole your body’s autonomy” you try to shout, protest, to stand up to do anything but your body doesn’t move, your own arms and legs devoid of your control “Having trouble there?” he chuckles for his own amusement as he stands above you “You know, you don’t seem to be doing much good with that masculinity of yours, I’ll just go ahead and take it off your hands so it doesn’t bother you anymore, sound good?”  he laughs again at your position, not that you notice though, your mind much more preoccupied with the hot feeling irradiating through your body. You close your eyes in response to the unpleasant feeling as it washes over every single one of your cells, a sensation so foreign that you don’t even register the moment it begins to change your anatomy as your torso begins to compress in itself, diminishing your height severely in the process. Your shoulders roll forward and curve out, your once defined chest tightening and beginning to burn as your nipples harden and poke through your now oversized shirt “Oh I enjoy this part the most you know?” the sick bastard cackles as his hand comes down to squeeze at your chest, closing and groping around a small sensitive lump that should not be there “Ah!~” and it should not feel that good “Let…go” you do your best to whimper out as he caresses your growing tit, fighting the increasing urge to moan at his ministrations.

“Oh? Still enough will power to complain? Let me help you with that” before you can process his words, you feel his hand close around your chin, squeezing you and molding your face into his own twisted desires as he forcibly holds your head “Le- mmmgh?!” you can’t even manage to get out as he forces your lips apart, pushing his digits into your mouth and allowing you to savor him as he explores every inch of your cavity. You hate him, you hate this, but you hate yourself even more as your treacherous body gives in, closing your ripening red lips around his fingers as your tongue swirls around to taste him, every inch of him “So eager” he mockingly coos as you bob your head around his digits, enjoying his taste, the way your now longer ginger hair falls around your face, how your dark slutty eyelashes bat up at him as you work until “Mmmghaa?~” you whimper as he retreats from your mouth to look down at his work.

“How are you feeling girl? Truth be told, you are coming along quite nicely for my first attempt at this” you look down at your body as he speaks, taking in every inch of your feminine silhouette with dazed eyes, you don’t even know at which point you changed so much, but you know that his assessment of your person is not wrong as your petite hands travel down to push into your underwear, sending shocking signals of delicious heat up your tummy as they sink inside of you instead of stopping against a pair of balls that should be there “Please… I’m sorry, change me back…” you beg with your soft girly voice, but he doesn’t seem to have any intention of hearing you out. You fill with a sense of dread as he reaches back for your chin, forcing your hazy, spent eyes to look into his “I don’t think so” he squeezes your cheeks forcing a slutty “O” shape out of your plump lips “I am already doing you a favor, you didn’t seem very eager when I put all of those boobie traits into your wife, so I am leaving her as is. But… I need someone to carry around all the tits I keep stealing” he grins as he looks into your eyes “And I have just the right gal in mind” the sinking feeling of helplessness in your intestines only gets worse at his sickening words, your heart racing as you brace for the worse “Mmmmgh!~” it does nothing to help as an intense burning sensation peaks in your chest. It is a feeling unlike any other you have experienced, intensifying as the small lumps below your shirt start to fill up, slowly lifting it off your frame “Pleas mmmaaaah!~” you let out a slutty moan as your skin is forcibly stretched by the influx of mammary tissue growing your modest bust into bigger, rounder tits by the second as your nipples nearly poke holes through your top “Don’t be so stuck up, let me see them” he commands as your shirt is forcibly lifted off of you, not that it was hiding much in the first place, but the sight is still quite erotic anyways. Tits, no, melons, huge ripe melons flop out and slap lewdly into your soak covered torso with their sheer weight sending ripples through your meat. They force you to arch your back just to not topple over from their hefty, delicious size as they wobble into place “Mmm~” you moan in shame as your hands can’t help but come up to explore them, the soft squishy mass overflowing through the gaps in your delicate fingers as you are unable to heft them up with just your hands “I… I don’t…” you can’t finish up, teary-eyed as foreign hormones and emotions crash over your top-heavy body.

“Oh don’t make me feel bad by crying now, here have a treat, I think you earned it” you are about to ask what he means, but he answers by shoving something hard, bulbous into your mouth “Mmmgh~” you moan around it with little resistance, looking up at him as your lips are forcibly stretched, your eyes broken and full of shame as your head leans forward to take him inside of your own accord, swallowing and groaning around the foreign pole without another word “Good girl, I have just the thing to reward your eagerness, It’ll let you comply much easier, you can thank me by finishing me” you close your eyes as a sharp pain shoots through your head, it feels like your skull is going to crack open as every nerve in your head fires at the same time but just as quick as it begins, it is over “Whmm dshh you do Mashtermmm~” you slur around him as you begin to bob up and down his cock, dutifully taking it down to the base of his crotch and expertly rippling your throat muscles around his bulbly head, keen on doing your best to earn your reward until, with a burst of salty goodness, you do, your mouth filled up to the brim and your cheeks bulged like a squirrel as you look up at him with adoration that borders into obsession “Don’t worry my girl” he rustles your hair as he pulls on your collar, god how you love to be handled like this “Just swallow and let me see my work” you comply for him, eagerly taking the load down your tummy and lolling your tongue out for him like a good girl.

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Hello! I'm back! Sorry for the wait on this, I nearly failed a class and just managed to pass by getting the minimun required grade on the recovery exam. I was going to say something about it but since I had this already half finished I decided to just get it over with and post it instead of clogging up the feed. I know I am behind by two stories and don't worry I am already working on them now that I don't owe any classes. Anyways hope you enjoyed the read and see you on the next one! : )

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