
Hidden under the floorboards of the quiet and humble pub is a curious space. It has been 6 months since the day John was coaxed into the wall for a second time. Again, it changed him. Growing, softening, improving. Stretching muscles, widening hips and fattening curves. Changing brain chemistry. John was no more. Jordan had been born.
It took her time to adjust to her new form. Everyday things were much smaller than they used to be. Even walking was a learning curve leveraging so much extra weight in new places. Her tattoo even larger than before, tempted her to enjoy new experiences and explore her womanhood. Feeding her insatiable new urges drew in more power than before from those around her. She had a business to run and used her new charms to please her patrons. No one left unsatisfied. This one woman army makes sure of that. Even though they are few her patrons eagerly return on the regular. It's just a matter of time before it all really takes off.
After all these months and a long shift on a Friday night, Jordan feels it again. The pull from below. Beckoning her, wanting to accelerate her to further greatness. Without a second thought she plunges herself into the darkness. Wanting more.
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Mar2tea
Category All / Transformation
Species Human
Size 2286 x 1611px
File Size 6.69 MB
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