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Part 20
Spoilered: Explicit, mind stuff, corruption, growth, non-human hanky panky
”Honey, I think we’re officially off the charts for commercial offerings,” Selene said she calculated the would-be cup size for her favorite model. Even their go-to specialized website topped out at ‘P,’ and they’d already had to fill out special order forms to have that in her band size. “We can keep looking at other services, though.”
“You know, I don’t think we should bother,” Lexi said as she posed in the mirror that hung on her closet door. It was now incapable of fitting her entire figure into it, so Lexi wasn’t able to get a live reflection of what might be her last bra. “It’s not like they’re sagging all that much,” she pointed out.
“They will once your skin has a chance to catch up with the mammary tissue behind them, sweetie,” Selene pointed out. Though she had to admit, it was baffling how her friend’s rapidly developing hypermastia hadn’t resulted in any stretchmarks so far. Somehow her skin was elastic enough to just keep up without visible damage, and hold her enormous breasts in shape fairly firmly. “Maybe you should consider switching to a different prescription for your BC pill?” she suggested.
“Oh I haven’t been taking it for days,” Lexi said. “It was a one-and-done kind of thing.” She shifted her extraordinarily broad hips, pleased at how overtly sexual the effect of their somewhat slower growth was when combined with her impossibly perky tits.
Selene frowned. That didn’t seem right; women’s bodies couldn’t just cope with a single dosage of hormones, even if it was some kind of extended-release formulation. She wondered, not for the first time, what was going on at Lexi’s workplace. But her friend and frequent lover seemed happy enough recently that she didn’t know how to approach the subject. “Well, anyway, I have your latest adora-sexy top ready,” she said, taking the garment off the dress form (now with actual beach balls affixed to the chest). “Come here and let’s see how it looks on you.“
The previous Monday
“Oh Lexi, m’dear lass,” Creepy Boss approached with unusual satisfaction in his tone after his busty unicorn clerk closed down the register for her lunch break. “I been reviewin’ feedback from tha raffle winner las’ week’nd, and he gave ya top marks fer service.”
“Yay!” Lexi cheered excitedly, doing a little dance-ing-place that set her chest bouncing happily. “I really had fun with Andrew! Are we gonna have a raffle like that every week, sir?”
“I ‘preshyate yer enthusiasm, lass, but no. However, tamarry night I got ya booked ta fill a sim’lar appointment fer a speshul customer in tha other shop, so make plans ta stay late.”
“Other shop?” Lexi asked, blinkikng uncomprehendingly. Well, she wouldn’t turn down an assignment from Creepy Boss; not what a subordinate, reliable employee like here would do.
“On tha other side o’ tha mall. Ya been there afore, tho it might be a bit hazy for ya now. Jus’ stay here after yer day shift an’ ye’ll be doin’ right.”
“Yes sir,” Lexi said. “What time should I tell my ride to pick me up, then?”
“Ah, don’ worry none, lassie. I’ll make all tha ‘rrangements. Ye’ll get home safe ’n sound.“
Selene stopped by Monday evening to set up a spare sewing station in Lexi’s apartment, since the mansion was off-limits for visitors at the moment. She didn’t get much sewing done that night, as Lexi soon decided to thank her friend the best way she knew how; several rounds of lesbian make-outs. The curvy unicorn girl always seemed to be up for intimate fun, and Selene wasn’t about to turn her offers down. It did mean Lexi was pretty much her exclusive gal-pal these days. Darius was still enthusiastic about hanging out with Lexi, but seemed to distance himself from the orgiastic fun ever since their conversation in the car. Lexi found herself really missing his contributions, a far cry from someone who had been trepidatious about giving a guy head less than a month ago. Well, she figured, his loss was Selene’s gain tonight. She’d already learned what it took to give Selene multiples, and was employing all her tricks tonight.
Tuesday
Lexi spent all morning stewing in the impure intentions of her regular fan club at the shop until they began filtering out before lunchtime. She made quick work of her meal, then snuck back into the shop for a little privacy with a toy she smuggled in with her purse. The Thigh Monster diligently assisted her in scratching an itch in the stock room, resetting her mood for the afternoon hours. They passed about the same as usual, the sexually charged atmosphere of the older boys and fathers tempered somewhat by the simple, platonic pleasure she got engaging with the younger kids who adored their pretty unicorn friend.
Finally, it was closing time. Lexi dutifully ensured no customers were lingering, locked and shuttered the storefront, took care of the register and the day’s revenue, then picked up her purse and waited. Normally, after doing her end-of-shift work, Lexi would feel her head start to clear up and her coordination return to normal; somehow she always wound up feeling like a giddy little ditz while at work and sobering up almost immediately afterwards. But tonight, she was still on the clock; still playing the part of a professional babe, still inclined to flirt with anything that smiled at her, still inclined to lose her grip on a train of thought. So she was just beginning to get bored and worried she was doing something wrong when a raspy voice echoed out through the deserted shop from the shadowy area accessible only to employees.
“Ready fer yer speshul shiftwerk, lassie?” Creepy Boss asked as he thudded clunkily out from the dim shadows.
“Yeppers, sir!” Lexi said with perky energy rekindled after the prolonged period of quiet patience. She shouldered her purse and followed Creepy Boss as he led her through darkened hallways. Lexi felt dizzy as they continued past a place where the whole floor seemed to flip underneath their feet, but it didn’t feel like gravity changed direction at any point. She remembered something like this in a dream, or at least she thought it was a dream. And just as in her ‘dream,’ they eventually came back to the front of the toy shop through bare, empty shelves that had been fully stocked when they’d started walking. Creepy Boss used his keys to open the door and shutters, saying Lexi’s wouldn’t fit this door, which confused her. Wasn’t this the same front of the store she always managed? But as she stepped beyond, she was greeted with a familiar site; a mirror-image version of the mall she worked in, dimly and chaotically lit, spinning voids where the ceiling should be, and peopled by creatures of every description and beyond. Lexi followed as Creepy Boss led her through the strange crowd to the bar with unfamiliar writing, just as it had appeared in her stripper dream. Once again he said something at the obscured being behind the counter, and once again he motioned for Lexi to continue alone into a small room.
“Tha customer’ll be in shortly, girlie,” he said as she walked in, then closed the door behind her.
This time, instead of her clothing becoming stripper-ifically tight and revealing, it changed into a smooth silky nightgown. And what was a changing room before was now a romantically lit bedroom.
“You must be Lexi,” said a deep voice. Turning so fast her breasts nearly flew out of the gown, she found herself facing something standing about seven feet tall and five feet shoulder-to-shoulder. Its face was a beast-like collection of teeth, spines, and armored plates set with two enormous, dimly glowing blue eyes like highly polished sapphire cabochons. Its body was thickly-muscled but somewhat irregular in shape, a hulking mass of intricate yet non-human sinews and fibers pulled taut beneath a purplish hide. It wore no clothes, but Lexi saw nothing between its heavily-muscled legs. The whole effect was something at once humanoid yet clearly not of the same biological organization. “You can call me Tobias,” it said with an enormous mouth, bereft of lips but with horn-like teeth fusing directly into its toughened skin. “Mr. Simonson said you’d be by to entertain me tonight?”
“Oh! Are you my customer then, Toby?” Lexi asked. A customer was a customer, even if they weren’t human. She remembered the first time she’d met something else before, an indefinite expanse of iridescent tentacles surrounding an oily bubble with a burning star inside that had spoken to her telepathically but left disappointed as it was only looking for a video game that they didn’t carry. Ever since then, Lexi knew to treat any new species the same as people as long as they were customers. “Yes, I’m Lexi! Pleased to meet you,” she said, offering her tiny hand. Tobias lifted his own in response, a massive paw with pointed talons, almost large enough to completely encircle Lexi’s head between thumb and forefinger. But he gently shook her hand with his first clawed finger.
“That’s right. And what I’ve bought is a night with you,” Tobias explained in a resonant voice that sounded like the back of a teenager’s car with the bass turned all the way up. It rippled through Lexi in a way she found pleasantly exciting. “Are you ready, my dear?” he asked.
“Gosh, Mr. Toby,” Lexi replied, her cheeks reddening. “Um, I don’t know how to say this, but… well, um, I don’t see a… you know,” she said, covering her mouth and pointing down between his hefty legs. “How am I supposed to keep you entertained?”
“Ah, first time I see,” Tobias said. “Well, you’re in for a treat little one, as long as you’re not too scared.” With that, Tobias opened his mouth wide and flicked a thick, heavy tongue. But below that tongue, something moved. Pushing up and out from a hidden slit, something with a bulbous tip started to snake outwards. Below the tip was a section with a pebbled texture, and past that it seemed to be segmented like an earthworm. Two inches thick and slick with a viscous substance, it curled and waved in the air as more of its length was revealed. Two, three, four, a full five feet of this appendage snaked out of Tobias’s mouth, blue-green in color, throbbing slightly. It was pretty obvious what this was for, even with the alien anatomical details. “How do you like it?” he asked, careful not to close his enormous teeth on the prehensile body part.
“Oh, wow!” Lexi cooed excitedly. “Is all of that for li’l ol’ me?” she giggled.
“Indeed,” Tobias said eagerly. “And I’ve stored up a full three charges. Shall we?” he said, motioning for Lexi to sit on the room’s sole bed. Lexi played along eagerly, gasping in awe as Tobias’s sharp talons and enormous muscles made fast work of her silk nightgown, leaving her completely exposed. She moaned as his massive paws lifted her up and pressed her yielding body against his, which was as smooth as glass but as tough as hardened leather over steel cables. He thoroughly tasted her with his secondary ‘tongue’ before giving her a more active role.
First, he wrapped his appendage around Lexi’s naked chest and began caressing it in multiple places at once, with her getting into the spirit and rubbing her heavy breasts together over his appendage in three places at once. She was quickly rewarded by a throbbing, pumping sensation as the appendage rhythmically contracted against her supple body until her neck and face were drenched in his emissions. It was thick and smooth like custard, and filled with soft pearlescent orbs like the tapioca balls in bubble tea. Licking both herself and the appendage clean, Lexi was puzzled by how it tasted just like piña colada. Seeing that she apparently enjoyed the flavor, Tobias had her tease the ping-pong ball sized fleshy tip with her mouth and gently stroke the rest of its length with her hands. This soon produced a second blast, some of which Lexi was able to swallow but most of which spurted out of her overloaded mouth. Still, Tobias seemed pleased. He finally laid her on her back, took up a position behind her head, and snaked his appendage down the front of her body. Although it was clearly impossible to fit all of his length into her, he was able to coax the tip into her wet snatch, stretching her gently as the bulbous head and pebble-textured section behind it pushed deep within, drew almost completely out, then pushed in again. Lexi was so overwhelmed she could barely contribute her part, by kissing the length of the organ that was in front of her face and massaging some of the rest of it between her mammoth tits. Tobias’s huge hands reached down and stroked her body gently, their size and restrained power constantly reminding Lexi that he could crush her if he made a careless move. But careless he was not, for his deliberate aim was to help bring Lexi to climax and his hands wandered with that end in mind. The two of them didn’t have long to wait before Lexi’s arousal reached peak, then shook through her with sudden convulsions of animal pleasure. As her tight pussy clamped down onto his shaft, Tobias discharged his final load deep inside her. Lexi nearly screamed as she felt the added pressure of his fluids and squishy, pearly beads flood into her, find no vacant spaces to fill, and gush out desperately onto the bed between her spread legs.
She lay there, motionless and hazy, as Tobias gently withdrew himself from her and retracted his probing organ back into the secondary opening below his tongue.
“Was it good for you too, my dear?” Tobias asked. Lexi’s delicate hand lifted weakly off the bed and gave a limp thumbs-up before dropping back down, now the only motion of her body being the deep-driven breathing and the subsequent motion of her heavy breasts. Her eyes fluttered slightly, half-open and half-closed. “Excellent. Mr. Simonson was right about you, a very dedicated and beautiful specimen. The pleasure has been all mine,” he with irony as he turned and opened the room’s sole door, stepping through and closing it behind him. Lexi, her brain soaking in unexpected bliss, eventually wandered into sleep.
Wednesday
Lexi awoke in her own apartment, muscles stuff as though from a long work-out. She was naked under her covers, and she remembered why. As before, this little nocturnal adventure didn’t sit like a dream with her; the recollection and experiences were too sharp. But she had to wonder what it all meant; surely she didn’t really spend the night in a mirror-verse version of her mall and get pimped to some inhuman sex-beast by her Creepy Boss, right? She wobbled on very unsteady legs to a warm shower, which seamed to clear the cobwebs better than coffee would have. Finishing a bowl of dry oats, she dressed, packed her purse, locked up the apartment, and went down to where Darius and Selene were waiting to ferry her to work. The sun was shining, the air was clean, and Lexi felt like a million bucks.
“How’d it go last night, lass?” Creepy Boss asked as she let herself in to start the shift.
“Um, question?” she said, waving her hand like a student trying to get the teacher’s attention. “So, was that a dream last night, or what?”
“No dream, lassie. Ya met with a customer o’ mine name o’ Tobias, and ya did yer job. How’d it go?”
“Oh, wow!” Lexi said, attempting to process the whole thing as she remembered it. “Um, I guess it was kinda fun? A little scary ‘n stuff, but, like, a customer is a customer, right?”
“Tha’s right, lassie. A customer is a customer, and a job’s a job. Ya did yer job last night, and if ya feel up fer tha werk, we can schedule ya some more jobs o’ that sort,” Creepy Boss said through his obscuring wiry beard, beady eyes fixed on Lexi as if to read her mind and compare it to her words.
“Um, yes sir!” Lexi said after a moment. “You can rely on me, even for those jobs, I think.”
“Good girlie,” Creepy Boss said with the verbal equivalent of a head-pat. “I’ll line up some more jobs fer ya an’ let ya know when ta stay late. Soon ‘nuff I ‘spect ye’ll be able ta find yer own way to tha other shop without a guide. But I must swear ya ta sec-ercy on this werk, lassie. I run a tight ship, and loose lips don’t fit on tight ships. Unnerstant?”
“Yes sir,” Lexi replied. “I won’t tell anybody!”
“Good girlie. Now back ta werk, we open in five minutes.”
“Yes sir!“
Later in the day, on a ship still dozens of hours away from landfall, Devon Kingston received a certain communication.
‘Confirmed activity. Confirmed D.‘s acquaintance involved. Confirmed location, nexus of disturbances. Need more time to assess, ascertain situation. Will report with more later.’
“If you survive, Jay,” Devon said grimly as he set the communication aside. “And I hope you do, for my son’s sake.” It was times like these he wished he hadn’t given up scotch and cigars for his health. He felt powerless, isolated out here at sea while his only family was seemingly inducted into the machinations of an old evil.
Thursday
“I like what you’ve done with your hair, Miss Lexi,” Dr. Hutchinson said as he approached the counter.
“Oh! Um, thank you doctor,” she said, a little confused and twirling a rainbow-hued lock around a finger. She hadn’t done anything with it since the last time he’d complimented her on it.
“I know I said I’d work on getting you a pin like mine,” he said, indicating the polished green stone brooch on his lapel. “Unfortunately they’re a little tough to come by right now.”
“Oh, that’s okay!” Lexi said. This older man wasn’t the first person to offer her jewelry at this job. “Is there anything I can get for you, though?”
“I think I’ll browse a little bit, if that’s alright with you,” Dr. Hutchinson said, attempting not to stare directly into the open neckline of the well-endowed unicorn clerk.
“Okie dokie! Have fun and don’t hesitate to ask,” Lexi smiled. She watched as the older man turned and wandered up and down the aisles. She was certain he was hitting on her somehow, but she couldn’t quite see what his angle was. Younger men were way more direct, she decided. Looking down, she shifted her breasts in the M-cups that were now feeling a little too tight around them, then went back to scrolling absent-mindedly on her phone.
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday went by as normal. But Creepy Boss had arranged another Tuesday rendezvous for her. This time with something much more human in appearance, other than the glowing orange eyes, but with seemingly inexhaustible energy. She collapsed on the bed in the mirror-mall bordello, sore from use but thoroughly satisfied, at what would have been 5 am. Upon shutting her eyes, she opened them again to find herself back in her apartment, energized and ready to face her workday. Creepy Boss checked in on her again, and was pleased to see how well she was taking to her new expanded role. He also pointed out that she had quite obviously outgrown her current bra, and suggested she find something that fit for tomorrow so as not to scare off prudish customers.
The Present
“What do you think?” Selene asked after Lexi had modeled her latest top in the mirror. It was white, loose, but draped over her generous bust like wet tissue paper. Thankfully, her bra didn’t seem to show through. Lexi enjoyed how cute and sexy it was, and asked Selene to take a picture of her in it. She adopted a neutral pose, eyes slightly turned towards the camera, blushing suggestively. SNAP
“Aw, I think that looks great!” Selene said, showing her model the image. She pointed out how adjusting the white balance lent the portrait a warm, inviting tone. But Lexi was more focused on how absolutely irresistible her lewd body appeared in the image. She’d have to reward Selene for all her great work, somehow.