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Lacy Bra


I held the bra up in the mirror, admiring the intricate design. The lace was delicate and seductive, a stark contrast to the baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants I currently wore. I decided to try it on, if only to see how ridiculous I'd look. As I slipped it over my shoulders, something peculiar happened. The fabric clung to me as if it was a second skin, molding to my body in a way that felt eerily natural. The lace seemed to shimmer under the soft light of my room, casting an erotic glow.

My reflection grew hazy, and for a moment, I couldn't tell if I was imagining the change. But as the seconds ticked by, my skin began to darken, a deep, golden tan spreading from my neck to my fingertips. I felt a strange tingling in my chest, and when I looked down, I saw my breasts swell. They grew larger and firmer, filling the cups of the bra until it looked like it was made for me. My nipples hardened into tight little buds, poking against the fabric, begging for attention.

Panic set in as I realized my body was morphing. I looked down to find my penis had vanished, replaced by the same black lacy fabric that made up the rest of the bra. A wave of dizziness washed over me, and I stumbled back onto the bed, trying to comprehend what was happening. My mind raced, but my body felt so alive with new sensations. The bra had transformed me into something else entirely.

I reached up to touch my new chest, feeling the softness of my breasts and the tightness of the lace around them. The sensation was alien, yet strangely alluring. As I touched the fabric, I felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through me, and my body responded with a shiver of anticipation. My thoughts grew hazy as the bra's influence grew stronger, and all I could think about was the desire to be seen, to be touched, to be used.

My hand trailed down to my stomach, tracing the outline of my now-feminine body, and my fingers brushed against something unfamiliar. My eyes widened in horror as I realized what had happened to my penis. It had transformed into a slit, a tiny, pink opening that was already wet with anticipation. The bra had turned me into a slut, a creature of pure lust.

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