I was finally lifted free of the mud bath. Relief flooded over me as Maya stood, raising me above the surface. I was still wrapped around her huge chest, but at least now I could see, though my view was partly obscured by the mud that still covered me. Even though I didn’t need to draw breath since I was first transformed a few days ago, I felt like I could finally breathe again.
“Aw, poor Nicky, all covered in mud,” Maya said in a baby voice, teasing me. “Let me help you!”
Without warning, she shook her chest back and forth, presumably in an attempt to shake the mud off me like a dog. I screamed in my mind, the massive weight of her chest throwing me back and forth as trying to rip me apart.
“Hey, woah, woah!” Hannah, who was nearby, held up her hands to block the mud flying off me. “Knock that off, I don’t want mud on my face!”
Maya laughed, but she did stop shaking me, much to my relief. The girls chatted as they all walked off to the shower heads lined up against the far wall.
“Hey Maya,” Luna asked, her voice curious and her eyes looking down at Maya’s bottoms.
“What’s up?” Maya responded as she turned on the faucet in front of her. Around us, the other faucets turned on, the girls getting ready to clean the mud bath off. I looked for Carley, but my girlfriend didn’t even give me a second glance.
“I thought you threw away those bottoms… didn’t you accidentally stain them with bleach?” Luna asked.
“Hey, yeah, I remember that now…” Hannah chimed in.
Maya gave a cute, coy look and stepped into the shower, the hot water running over us. The hot water felt good on me. It was weird getting pelted basically in the face with the water, but if it washed the mud off, it was well worth it.
“I mean…” Maya started, not meeting their gaze. She was smiling with a sassy look on her face.
“Maya,” Brooke said from a few showers down, her voice carrying the disappointed mom tone. “Did you transform someone into your bottoms?”
“Maybe…” Maya said with a giggle. “Have you seen the boy from the front desk after he helped me with my key?”
“Maya! You need to change him back right now!” Brooke shot in a playful, ‘you’re the worst’ voice.
“Then what the hell am I going to wear? I can’t just flash my kitty to the world!”
By now, the mud had been completely washed away from the both of us, and Maya turned off the water and stepped away from the faucet.
“You know how to fix that…” Brooke responded as if it was obvious, though I didn’t know what she meant.
I saw Carley shoot a glance over to me, her face wearing a subtly angry expression on their face. Maya stuck her tongue out at Brooke as she walked by. She grabbed a towel from the shelf nearby and wrapped it around herself. I was pressed into her by the towel, which actually managed to take some of the strain of holding her chest off me.
After digging through a couple of purses on the bench with their belongings, Maya walked over to the bathroom and pushed the door open. Inside it was a small, one person bathroom with a small table in the corner. Maya hummed to herself as she pulled her towel off and put it on the table. Then she reached behind herself and untied my strap. Immediately the pressure of her chest was taken off as I fell loosely around her neck.
I never felt better at any moment in my life before then. Maya’s heavy chest was no longer my concern, and my body was finally able to relax. Without pausing, she pulled me off over her head and tossed me onto the table on top of the towel. Then she pulled down her bottoms and let them fall onto the floor in front of her. Without putting anything on or even wrapping a towel around herself, she picked up what must have been her cell phone.
Maya aimed the phone at the bottoms and tapped away on the Transform-It app. Suddenly, the cloth before me shifted and grew at a stunning rate, eventually turning into a man, probably in his early twenties, fully dressed in a hotel staff uniform.
He scrambled to his feet and cowered away from Maya, trying not to look at her naked body, fear and intimidation evident on his face.
“So… sorry about that, I really needed some bottoms,” Maya said in a ditzy voice. “You can go now. And remember, I have your data in my app now, so if you tell anyone about this, I’m turning you into a tampon, no matter where you run off to!”
He looked around in a panic and pushed through the door as fast as he could, running off into the distance. I watched him go with both fear over how Maya so casually used him, but also with jealousy that his time at her mercy was over so soon and I was still stuck. I couldn’t help but hate him even though he was a victim of the girls just like I was.
“Idiot!” Maya said directly to me after he was gone. “That’s not how the app works at all! I can only transform him if I can see him!”
She laughed and put her phone down picking up Brooke’s instead, tapping through it, pausing every now and then to put on a thoughtful expression. Finally she aimed the camera at me and pushed the button. I felt myself shift, but couldn’t tell what I changed into.
“Oh, that is perfect!” Maya looked down on me, picking me up by the shoulders. “I might have made you a little small… But since you can’t rip, it doesn’t really matter!”
I glanced over at the mirror, where I got a chance to see what she had made me. A chill ran through me when I saw what she was holding up. She had transformed me into a one-piece swimsuit, but one with a design I couldn’t quite understand yet. Panic gripped me yet again as Maya lowered me down and raised her foot. I looked above me and had a perfect view of her clean-shaven slit.
Before I could think any more about it, she pulled me up, driving me hard into her crotch. I could feel myself conforming to her lips as she continued without pause, pulling hard on my elastic body. Part of me started to work itself between her ass cheeks, the scant nature of my bottom section refusing to stay out of her crack. By the time I was fully situated, the sides of my body sat high, completely above her hip.
Maya pulled me up higher, stretching me to an almost painful level. I could tell now that the top of my swimsuit body was a single loop, for lack of a better word. I connected to the center of the bottoms, at the small of her back, then wrapped around the front of her torso, across her chest to the opposite shoulder. From there, I wrapped around behind her neck, and back down across the other tit. I was a halter top attached to bathing suit bottoms. Wrapped as I was, I was lifting her chest, giving her significant under boob, while covering the top of her chest completely.
Even as she let go of me, I felt no relief. I was even tighter than before, now being pulled up by her shoulders and down by her pussy as well as being wrapped around her torso.
“You know, I don’t know why I bothered making you into my bikini top,” Maya said aloud, admiring herself in the mirror. “I should have just started with this, it’s so much better!”
It was so much worse. I could feel her heavy chest on me just as before, though now I was less than an inch away from her asshole as well. Not to mention how hard I was pressed into her vagina. I could swear that I was tight enough that I separated her lips and actually touched her opening, though my intellectual mind doubted that was actually the case.
Maya just giggled, collected her things and stepped out of the bathroom. My entire body moved and shifted as she stepped. Her thighs pressed in on either side, perpetually burying a part of me between their hot, smooth surface.
The girls turned to look at her, all of them now dried and dressed in their coverups again.
“Oh look at you girl!” Brooke said with excitement.
“Damn, woman, you’re popping out of that!” Luna commented on the impressive underboob I was giving her.
I saw Carley look over at us. Her eyes went wide for a second.
“Is he okay like that? He seems… tight…?” Carley said, her voice worried for me, but colored with a tint of anger as well.
“Please,” Maya waved her off. “I’ve only met one man who DIDN’T want to get a handful of these, and he was gay!” She grabbed a handful of both tits to drive her point home. “I bet Neil’s living his best life in there!” I know she knew my name, she must have used the wrong one on purpose to drive home just how little regard she had for me.
“Hmmph, I’m sure he is…” Carley said under her breath, giving me a glare for a moment. Why the hell is she mad at me?! I’m the victim here! I wanted to scream out to her that I was hating every moment of this, not living my best life at all.
“So what’s next then?” Luna asked, my fate apparently falling out of their minds.
“Mani-pedis!” Brooke excitedly announced, leading them out of the mud bath room.
In the hallway, they met a blonde female attendant, who greeted them and led them off to another part of the spa.
Every step Maya took shook her inside of me like before, though the feeling changed slightly. Now instead of just being stretched and pulled, it felt like I was actively holding her up, the cloth of my top section ‘gripping’ her tits from the top down. Every time she bounced, it felt like she was going to pop out the bottom. I could even feel myself shifting ever so slightly, her nipple getting closer to coming free of my body over the course of her walk. It got to the point where she had to grab onto me and shift her tit back up inside of me.
And that was just the top. The bottom of my body I believe would be described as ‘cheeky,’ and as such pulled tight between the lower part of her ass. Thankfully, I wasn’t a thong, though as Maya walked, her body seemed determined to turn me into one. Each step dragged me further and further between her cheeks, inching me closer and closer to her asshole. I was disgusted by that notion, but thankfully Maya saved me from that fate just before it was too late.
The blur of motion around me became difficult to follow, the sensations of bouncing and stretching taking over a lot of my focus, but I did become aware that we stopped. I looked around to see what must have been the nail salon. The large room had a number of unoccupied stations like a barber shop, a woman standing at each one, apparently waiting for our group to arrive.
The blonde waved them in and the sorority sisters made their way to open seats, each seat draped in a large, white towel. Maya moved to a station between Brooke and Carley. I looked forward to her sitting down so I would finally get a break from the bounce of this woman’s ridiculous tits. Maya moved around to the front of the reclined chair and turned her ass to face it.
I lowered down, feeling the too-often washed, not-quite-soft-anymore towel pressing into me. Then the weight of Maya’s body came down on me. I groaned in my mind as I was pressed into the towel with an incredible force. I’ve learned by now that it wouldn’t be painful, but it was certainly uncomfortable. I could feel the heat of her body already getting more intense now that I was trapped under her. It was like she was sitting on my lap and face while I was holding two handfuls of her ass.
Next to us, Carley watched Maya adjust me with disgust and anger on her face as she climbed into her own chair.
The girls chatted as the spa employees stepped up and started work on their toenails. I let my attention wander, so I didn’t catch the details of the conversations happening over me. Besides that first glance, Carley didn’t look at me at all. In fact, her whole demeanor changed and she looked like I wasn’t even there, that she was just hanging around with her friends, getting her nails done.
And so passed the next hour or so. Carley didn’t look at me a single time. Afterwards, the girls made their way to the outdoor pool, taking lunch there and sunbathing for most of the afternoon. Before I knew it, they went back upstairs, where they gathered in Brooke and Zoey’s room, enjoying a room-service dinner.
“So, like we agreed, you’re welcome to spend the night with your boyfriend,” Brooke said to Carley.
Carley paused like she was trying to remember what Brooke was talking about before an angry, disgusted look came over her face again.
“You know what?” Carley started. “He spent the day wrapped around another girl, so Maya can keep him tonight. I can’t stand to share a room with him.”
A chill ran through me. What the hell?! She was actually mad at me! I didn’t even want to be here! I didn’t want any of this!
“Alright, fair enough!” Brooke said, clearly more excited than she allowed herself to show.
Not long later, the girls started to disperse. Carley was one of the first to leave, walking out with Hannah back to their rooms. Brooke stopped Maya as she was getting ready to leave.
“Maya, I’m going to need you to leave him here,” Brooke said playfully, but in a tone that didn’t allow negotiation. “You can wear the hotel robe back to your room. Zoey and I have big plans for the bastard tonight!”
Maya laughed, a bit of her own dark intent evident in her mirth. Brooke and Zoey looked at me with pure evil amusement as Maya stripped me off and dropped me to the ground, wrapping the robe around herself.
“Have fun with him!” she waved with her fingers as walked out into the hallway.
“Finally, some alone time with my dear old Nick…” Brooke smirked over me. I can’t recall a time when I was more terrified and humiliated.
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