Transformation and Titillation Ch. 02

"And my next choice is Growth Spurt, like, again."

Erika's grin widened as Candice grew more quickly than before. Rather than just covering the difference, this time the contestant grew a full foot to bring her to a height of seven feet even while standing flat-footed. This stretching was the last bit of strain her yoga pants could take and they tore apart along the crotch and ripped in various places along her thighs, exposing her glistening trimmed pussy and most of her ass.

Candice now towered over Erika, and most other people for that matter. Her arms seemed impossibly long and thin, her breasts still jutting out on her rather lanky form. Her padded ass and thick thighs did give her a bit of a figure, but she would easily stand out in any crowd.

"You bitch!" Candice shouted down at Erika. "You made me a freak!"

She was about ready to strike Erika with her long arms when the hostess said,

"Next is Mythical Nymph."

Candice froze as a heat began to well up inside her. Despite just recovering from some of the strongest orgasms in her life just a few minutes ago, she getting aroused again. As the moment went on, she quickly became hornier than she had ever been in her life. Candice had to use every bit of her willpower not to start masturbating on the spot, and instead just hugged herself tightly. Even with her imposing height, her trembling and heavy blushing made Candice seem less intimidating than ever before.

"That change makes you horny. Like, really, really, super-duper horny," Erika explained. "And Ali says that it goes really well with Sub a Lubba Dub Dub!"

Suddenly Candice's knees buckled and she fell backward onto the padded podium. All her anger, annoyance, and resistance had faded away, and she left staring up at Erika. The bubbly co-host now seemed much more powerful to Candice. She felt like she would do whatever the smaller woman commanded like she would gain tremendous pleasure from making Erika, or anyone else happy.

Without saying a word, Erika walked toward Candice. She stepped around the tall women's long, shapely legs, ignored her wide hips that her sizable ass forced forward, and didn't pay any mind to Candice's quivering tits. Instead, she just knelt over the submissive woman's head, pulled her bikini thong to the side and uttered a single order,

"Lick."

Candice eagerly dug into Erika's dripping pussy. She lapped at it, thrust into it, and teased Erika's sensitive clit. Every drop of Erika's bountiful pussy juice tasted divine to Candice as she ate out Erika like it was her life's purpose. Feeling and hearing how much pleasure she was bringing Erika nearly brought Candice to another orgasm, as well.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, that's like, yeah," Erika moaned. "Next is, ha, Slurp."

As Candice dug her tongue into Erika's pussy, she was surprised that she was able to get deeper and deeper into the co-host's dripping snatch. She could twist her tongue far further and with more power than she ever could before. Ordinary, Candice would check on this development immediately, but she couldn't bring herself to ignore Erika's command and stop eating her pussy.

After a few long moments and a light orgasm from Erika, the now dominant woman slowly stood up. Candice's tongue left Erika's dripping snatch with a pop, and fell down to her. The contestant was shocked to find that she was now several inches longer than it had been before. The tip fell well past her chin and touched the upper part of her massive tits. Candice realized, as she looked down at impossibly long tongue, that she could easily lick her own nipples without even having to raise her titanic titties.

"Thish ish crazy," Candice lisped.

She was able to roll in her tongue and close her mouth, but she found that whenever she tried to speak, it would unfurl to its full length. Before she had a chance to experiment more, Erika sat on her face. This time she faced away from Candice and lowered herself down full, bringing her pussy lips right to Candice's mouth and grinding her lubed asshole against the submissive woman's nose.

"Like, you should eat me out some more," Erika demanded. "And because you were so mean to me before, your next change is going to be Odd Slob."

Candice didn't like the sound of that transformation, but she couldn't protest or even raise any questions as her elongated tongue explored Erika's pussy once more and her nose easily slipped into Erika's naturally slick ass.

She did, however, feel the changes start to take effect. She felt the hairs in her armpits begin to grow rapidly and the sticky sensation of something that wasn't quite sweat gather in them. She could also feel her pubic hair quickly grow, becoming thickening and covering more of her body than it had ever before.

When Erika suddenly came again and rolled off of her, Candice found herself staring up at a woman she hardly recognized. A floating mirror showed her an incredibly tall woman with bushy black armpit hair damp with sweat. She also saw her close to greasy pubic hair cover most of her crotch, taint, and around her rectum. Her nipples and pussy had also changed color to a dark pink that was nearly a purple, making her tits seemed heavily abused and her cunt well fucked. Her ass pussy also seemed quite a bit looser, not fully closing and making it seem like even a larger cock could easily slide into it.

As shocking as her new appearance was, Candice was even more surprised by her new smell. Here new hair released a musk that was similar to sweat, but far more powerful. It was a pungent odor like she hadn't showered in a week while also going jogging every day. There was something erotic to it, though. Her stink turned her on and she imagined it would do the same for anyone who got close to her. Her B.O. made her feel like a filthy animal in heat, like a bitch desperately in need of a hard fucking. Candice was positive it would make anyone in the same room as her feel the same way as well.

"I wanted to rename you Candi, but you said you didn't like that before," Erika said as she recovered from her orgasm and stood up. "So instead of a cute name like that, I think your name should be Whore."

As soon as Erika said her new name she knew it to be true. Looking up, the woman who was Candice knew that's what she was now, that no one could see her and think she was anything other than that. As Whore looked at her new self in the mirror above her, she knew that she was know a whore.

"And, um, for your last change, I want to go with A Perfect Pallet. That way you'll be able to eat all the cum you want and never get sick of it!" Erika said with gusto. "We should like totally make sure it works, though."

Then she straddled Whore's face yet again so the depraved woman could eat her out again. As Whore furiously lapped at Erika's pussy, savoring every drop, Ali stepped into the foreground of the shot.

"Just so you folks at home know, that last transformation makes it so that Whore gains all the nutrition she needs from male and female ejaculate," Ali explained. "It also makes traditional food unappealing to her and taste incredibly bland and unappealing to her, so she's more likely to go for the nearest delicious cock or pussy whenever she's hungry."

"Mmmmmm, yeah, that feels super good. Eat my pussy, Whore!" Erika shouted in the background.

"Thank you all so much for tuning in to the second episode of Transformation and Titillation," Ali said, raising their arms in the air. "Be sure to check back in next week, as it's sure to be even better than tonight's cathartic comeuppance."

"Oh god, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Erika babbled as Whore's tongue sent her over the edge again.

"Goodnight everybody," Ali concluded.

------EPILOGUE-------

In the days after the second episode of Transformation and Titillation aired, a rumored started to spread on the college campus that Whore used to attend. The rumor stated that if a student went to the most desolate corner in the basement of the oldest building on campus, they'd find an out of place door. This door would be made of stainless steel and have a slot to insert paper bills where the handle should be. If anyone were to insert a dollar into the slot, the door would open and reveal an incredibly tall and slutty woman inside.

Everyone who visited the hidden room would find this obscene woman in a different position, but the room would always reak of her strangely arousing odor. It was such a potent stench of sweat, cum, and waste that no one could be near the woman without thinking she was just a disgusting cum toilet. Yet, no one could take a single breath in the hidden room without immediately becoming aroused. Sometimes she'd be heavily bound and hanging in the air, other times only her long legs and fat ass would be sticking through a hole in the wall. Quickly though, students made use of this new campus resource.

The entire student body began to use the unnamed woman to relieve their stress and anxiety during midterm and finals season. The arts club used her as a practice canvas, and would regularly cover her with obscene artwork and phrases. After literally hosing her cum and filth caked body down, they'd cover her bare skin in paintings of the most depraved sex acts they could think of. The leaders of the sex-positive organizations on campus got a particular kind of joy from using the new resource as a means to demonstrate more niche sexual activities, such as BDSM, fisting, watersports, and scat play. They'd even parade the cum dumpster of a woman around campus, taking her to public events and using her to explain even the most depraved of sex acts to an eager audience.

Every so often, during breaks when there were fewer people on campus to visit the woman, some remaining students would gossip about seeing her wander the campus. They'd smell her before they saw her, noticing a pungent aroma of arousal and stink whenever they accidently stepped within fifty feet of her. They would say that they witnessed her walking around in a crotchless latex thong that looked ridiculous on her hairy pussy and a cupless latex corset, leaving her massive tits to giggle wildly as she walked. The tight fighting clothing barely covered her, and showed off her sweaty armpit hair and cum stained ass and snatch. The word 'Whore' was scribbled across her tits in red marker.

Those who remained on the campus would gossip about how she would approach anyone she ran into and beg them for a meal before desperately trying to suck them off or eat them out. This woman, who would become known as the campus whore, would become a sort of urban legend. For decades she would go on to improve the lives of those attending or close to the university and, for some reason, those who used her didn't feel the slightest bit guilty or ashamed of fucking her senseless. As though they were helping the whore sever some kind of penance and redeem herself from her previous actions.

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