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Sandra's heels clicked on the tile floor. She let out a huff and adjusted her breasts as bests as she could. Of all things to happen to her, this was just ridiculous. They grew to a monstrous size unfit for her body type and robbed her of so much sleep. She stopped in a restroom to tidy up her brown hair and prune a loose string from her pink shirt. “Okay, this is it.”

Her research into human genetics revealed a disturbing truth; something was hiding in their DNA and triggering random mutations like her oversized bust to appear. Some doctors said she had macromastia. This wasn't the case, she would have developed it when she was a teen!

She found the truth and needed some help to come forward with her findings. This meant needing more funding and stable support. Some inquiries online found a young anthro dragon named Jared. He was very polite to her and said he wanted to become human. He was born an anthro so that earned him some teasing from some bullies growing up. Sandra had her bully in middle school, someone who just loved to ruin her day. That was neither here nor there. Sandra fixed her skirt and continued to the meeting room where Jared waited for her.

Sandra found the room and knocked on the door. “Come in.” she went in and Jared stood up to shake her hand. His eyes went to her burdensome bust which annoyed her but she played it off. “Wow, you said they had grown but this is…”

“It's making my life hell.” She placed her bag on the table and pulled out a small stack of folders. “Why don't we get down to business?”

“Sure,” He sat down next to her. Something caught her attention about him but she pushed it out of her mind. “You said you discovered something about the gene modifiers?”

“It was a trend that people hopped on and could reshape themselves to have the 'perfect body'. The process was debated on every level and eventually, it was shut down when some folks couldn't go back to how they looked. Then you have the anthros like me who refused to be human again and a few generations later we're as common as the cold.”

“Exactly, they never explained how that was possible. Every detail of the procedure was either hidden or destroyed. There are still moments where the effects pop up at random.” She grabbed a photo of her from a couple of years ago and showed it to him. Her breasts were normal size. To say the difference between then and now is jarring wAndld be a laughable understatement. He sat back in his chair and exhaled. “Yeah, I haven't been able to sleep properly for a long time. I'm getting a reduction soon so they won't be a problem anymore.” She looked up and caught the sight of his eyes, they glowed a strange amber but her mind pushed the thought of asking about it.

“I don't blame you. They look so uncomfortable. Especially in a tight shirt like that.” Sandra chuckled nervously and pulled on her shirt. It felt tighter than when she put it on but endured for the moment.

“Yes, which is why I am certain the mods are still at play.” She grabbed more papers from her bag and slid them over. “See these? I've found several irregularities with our genes like something is still there.”

“Wait,” put them back on the table. “You’re saying the mods are still being used? How? They've been outlawed for years. Transformations like yours are pretty common.”

“And you were born as you are now, right?”

“Yes,”

“Then you get what I'm saying!” There was a hint of desperation in her voice. Jared picked up on that and gave her a stern glance.

“Okay, let's be clear about something. You don't tell me what to think. As far as I can see, you have all this evidence and nothing to back it up. It sounds like something you should have taken to the police.”

“I tried but they refused to listen to me. They just told me to let it go.”

“Have you tried with anyone else?”

“Yes, my supervisors and everyone I could think of to help said the same thing. The police were the last people I talked to.” She grabbed her head feeling a fog settling around her and her breathing more restricted. She huffs, pulling at her shirt and taking deeper breaths.

“Are you okay?”

“Huh? Uh, yeah. It's just this shirt. None of my clothes fit me anymore and it's getting to me.” The glow in Jared's eyes grew brighter

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” She looked up and blinked as they locked eyes. The fog grew heavier and weighed down her thoughts while he reached out to grope her. He smiled and kneaded her soft flesh like a cat. It made him giddy to see she wasn't wearing a bra. Given her story up until now, it made sense. He pulled his hand away and sat back in the chair.

“Good, now I want you to take an idea into your mind. Your shirt is becoming unbearable to wear. You can't breathe right and it's starting to irritate your skin. You'll ask me if you can take it off when it becomes too much. Once it comes off you'll feel so much lighter and part of your identity is buried deep in your mind. The part of you that feels any shame. The longer you remain shirtless the more you want to take off until you're fully nude. More of who you are is buried until you remember only your name, Sandy. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she droned out, the words burned into her mind before his eyes stopped glowing and she snapped back to her senses. She shakes her head blinking and tugging at her shirt. “Um, sorry for that. I kinda blacked out for a second.”

“Are you okay? Maybe we can try again later.”

“No, I'll be fine.” She mulled over what he told her but it felt like it was her idea. She couldn't take it much longer. The shirt needed to go, though for now, she'd endure. “Let's start again from the top.” Maybe it'd help to distract her.

“Okay,” Jared watched Sandra's expressions change from mildly annoyed to pure vitriol rage. Midway through her their conversation she growled and looked at him as though she was begging for help.

“I'm sorry but can I take off this shirt? I know, I know it's weird I'm asking you this but we're both adults, right? Please, I can't take it anymore.”

“Please, don't mind me.” He nodded and smiled. She nearly ripped it off and a sigh of relief came out of her like something was trapped inside of her.

“Finally!” She rubbed her breasts and blushed when the cool kissed her skin. Her nipples were already erect when she cleared her throat. “Thank you.” He nodded at her and they resumed their discussion about the mods. Sandra's mind spun the idea implanted into it over and over, prompting a bizarre desire to remove what remained of her clothes. Stranger still, it feels like part of her was asleep. A huge fragment of her memories were just gone but they focused more on the subject of the mods.

Sometime later, Sandra leans forward to remove her shoes and socks. Again, pieces of her were buried deep in her mind but her name remained. A small hint of confusion came across her face and she asked what they were talking about. Jared grinned and changed the topic to veer Sandra away from the mods.

She smiled and followed what he said until she stands up to remove her skirt. He took a second to admire her curves and what he could see of her ass before she sat down again. Every piece of clothing wiped away Sandra's life and she was left with only her panties. Part of her screamed to keep them on, to protect what was left but a force unknown to her silenced the screams. Sandra nodded and listened to Jared. His every word seemed to keep her locked on him. She wondered why but it didn't seem to matter why.

He was a cute dragon with a soft black coating and a pink ring around his neck. His brown hair was neatly brushed and his cinnamon hues were a sight to behold. Now she stands up one last time to remove her panties and the last part of herself. They hit the floor and the woman stood there, unsure of what to do next.

“Good work, Sandy.”

“Thank you?” She looked at him and squirmed a little. His mind was blank and empty aside from her name. Everything was new to her and Jt stood up ready to fill it with what he pleased. “What is happening? How did I get here?”

“Oh, you're being punished. My goddess isn't happy that you tried to expose her secret.”

“I did?” this scared her. What kind of punishment did he have in mind? “Please, I didn't want to make her angry!”

“It's okay, dear.” He takes her hand and pulls her close. “As long as your promise to keep this to yourself and devote your all to the Goddess, you'll be rewarded.”

“Okay! But, what does it mean for me?”

“First, you'll need to submit and learn to think like we want you to. You said your breasts are too heavy, which may be true though the goddess has decided you'll let them grow as big as we want and endure the hassle that comes with them. In fact, you love having giant tits. They make you feel pretty.” Sandra felt a sense of pride working its way into her brain. She smiled and pplayed with one with her free hand, the softness of her flesh made her giggle.

“Yeah, I like my big tits!” her voice spoke with enthusiasm.

“Yes, you do. A proper slut needs tits like these.” He cupped the other and pinched her nipple to make her moan. “So you'll keep them like this to atone for trying to expose our goddess' plan for humen.”

“Yes!” She bit her lip, her ass slowly grinding on him. The firm erection poking at her back had her burning with excitement. “I'll be whatever you want.”

“Good girl,” He kissed her deeply and caught her gaze with the glow again. “Before we go any further, you need to know three rules. One: You're to keep this life a secret. You'll be able to have friends and a life outside of your service but you belong to us when we say.” She nodded to the first.

“Second: You're to use your skills and knowledge to help further our goals so you won't be just a whore but a researcher as well. The final rule is that the goddess rules all.” Her mind was already melting at his touch, a flame burning away her soul and leaving it a pile of heated slag to reshape for any purpose. Sandy was here to stay. “Good girl, now listen to your next order.” Sandy's vision went dark, time slipped away and steadily she was back in her clothes, sitting at the table and blinking repeatedly.

“Uh, sorry. I think I blacked out there for a moment”

“No, worries. It happens. So about your research?”

“Oh, right!” she smiled and pushed the papers forward. “I want to join your church. I'm not one for religion but I do see the potential of controlling these genetic markers. If this 'goddess' as you call her wants to rule over the city, she'll need help.” Sandy poked out her comically large chest and gave him a wink. “Plus, I think we can agree I have both beauty and brains.” She was feeling cocky. There was no way this guy hadn't thought of jerking off to her tits, she thought to herself in a rut of blind pride.

“Well,” Jared gave her a once over. “Let me see your tits and say something sexy.” Sandy wasn't expecting to get put on the spot like this. She racks her brain for a second bbefore taking her shirt off and whipping her hair in an attempt to flirt, batting her eyes at him.

“Mister Drake, I'd like to run a small experiment with you. Can anthros like you last as long as the rumors say?” Jared blinked, he found it a bit humorous she went with that. He made a note to keep an eye on her.

“Please, call me Jt, and I would love to join you. Why don't we start with oral sex and have you suck my dick? That is, f we agree that the focus is how long I can last?”

“Of course.” Sandy came closer and got between his legs. The weight of her breasts was more than he expected. "Heh, damn they're heavy as hell."

"Try living with them." She pulled back and undid his pants to whip out his dick. It was semi-hard and it made her smile as she dragged her tongue on the underside, going from the base to the tip then back down. She let out a primal moan before taking the head in her mouth and swishing around it like a piece of hard candy. His taste coated her tongue and her pussy quiver while she played with her nipple.

The woman bobbed on her head to work herself down the shaft with time. Every second felt more pleasurable, the idea of a nonhuman in her mouth felt like a normal experience. Sandra thought the idea of both sides mixing should have been outlawed but Sandy wanted more, eventually going down on his sack and sucking on it.

The salty taste became something she needed to experience. She was surprised when a knot swelled up on the base and she pulled back to look at it. "What the hell?" she looks up at Jt confused and rubs it gently, making his cock twitch in her hand. "Are you p?rt canine?"

"Nope, some dragons are born to breed." Breed, the word triggered a switch in Sandy. She stared at his shaft, picturing the fertile load she could work out of him.

"You could get me pregnant?"

“I could but you'd have to earn it.” She went wide-eyed before going down on his cock again, forcing herself to deep-throat it. To her it made sense, guys watched porn models doing it but he pulled her away and slapped her on the breast. She yelped and covered them up with a whine. “I didn't say to do that.”

He stands up and moves closer, hitting her on the cheek with his rod. “You need to earn the right to have my babies. The Goddess won't give you what you want right away.”

“Hold on,” she grabbed his shaft and licked his balls again. The salty taste left her aching between her thighs. “You're saying she can make me barren?”

“More like she ramps up your immune system to kill off the sperm faster before they can reach the egg.” Sandy's scientific mind gravitrated toward what this could mean. She took his head into her mouth again and moaned. Her mind wanted to know more, did she have such an ability? Sandy wants to find out!

“Please,” she let his cock fall into her cleavage, her monstrous rack becoming plump buns for his giant meat stick. “Tell me how I can earn it. I wanna have your babies, I wanna learn about the goddess!” He grinned and grabbed her arm. The woman was bent over the table when Jt pulled her panties away and shoved his cock inside her. The sheer heat from his body alone made her moan. She becomes a air raid siren for a moment until Jt moves. His cock pumping into her pussy and making her squirm on the table. “Oooh fuck! So hot, it's so hot!”

“It's hot for you? Don't worry, you'll grow accustomed in a moment.” The heat spread across her body and melted her into a moaning and drooling mess. The woman who dplayed herself with some professionalism before was now a gibbering slut wanting more of this beastly cock defiling her cunt.

“This is all it takes to earn Rei's good graces. Feed her by sleeping with as many anthros as you can. You'll be given a lab to continue your research and help us grow bigger as a family bound by faith, but to earn a baby? The goddess will decide if you've earned the right.”

“Yes, yes! I'll give her everything I discover. And any cocks she wants me to fuck, I'll do that too! I have to know how this works!” Jt growled, slamming his knot into her, the massive of stiffened flesh spreading her further than she was able to handle and sending painful jolts of pleasure up her spine. Soon the pain faded and she smiled back at him. “Fucking knot me!” she demands, wanting him to break of the boring humans she once found attractive but saw them as plain janes compared to Jt and his kind.

"Good," Jt growled, slowing down to enjoy the moment longer. He couldn't afford to spoil it by shooting his load too soon. Then Sandy's phone begins ringing inside her purse and sending them both into a panic. Jt grabbed it with his tail and fished out her phone. The caller was saved under Boyfriend. This made Jt curious. "Who's your boyfriend?"

"Ah, he's one of Runestone's armed guards. They were one of the first groups to turn me down. I thought their family would have considered my proposal so easily but they flat-out said no. Can you believe it?" Jt pushed the phone in her hands.

"Answer it or don't. I don't care," he smirks, making it clear this didn't change things. Now Sandy needed to think of something to tell her boyfriend. There was no way he would accept she just missed a call. She quickly answered it.

"Hey, Baby! I wasn't expecting a call from you for a while now."

"I was let off early. The boss' had a big deal go down and the guys went to the bar. Are you okay? It sounds like your panting."

"Oh, that. Well," She needed to say something. He was a guard and trained to notice what most people would miss. "The guy I'm speaking to? He's a dragon and he seems to have taken a liking to me."

"Did he touch you?" Jt raised his brow, listening to her speak while her boyfriend was ready to go to war.

"Yes, but listen, Terry, we may be able to get some information about the angels if I can string him along and flirt with him a bit." She winked back at Jt who replied with a grin. Terry heard every word and already wanted to say no, yet there was a reward from his superiors for that sort of information.

"Is he connected with one?"

"I'm not sure yet but..." she tensed up when Jt's knot pushed into her pussy, stretching her out and tying them together. Yeah, she's gonna break up with Terry after this. "I need to get close to find any answers. Trust me, babe," she whispered into the phone while Jt's warm load sent a ripple of lightning up her back and hit her brain. The sensation left her numb and melted into the table. "He's cumming, I have to go."

"Okay, be careful. Love you."

"Love you too." She hung up and loudly groaned as she pushed back into the dragon. "Yes, more. Give me more!"

"Oh, I will." Jt grinned, cupping her breasts and lifting her back against him. "But do you intend to betray Terry like that?"

"Fuck him, he can find some new pussy to fuck. Especially when I have more dicks like yours!" She giggles, kissing him wildly and savoring the feeling of his knot throbbing inside of her.

Time would pass since Sandy met Jt. It was another night of pleasure while a pair of wolves relentlessly fucked her. Her mind was fried, burned out to strip away free will and autonomy. Her mouth was agape while their knots rammed against her holes. They barely noticed the door opening.

Terry walks in and looks up before he sighed out in annoyance. "Great..."

"Shut up, loser." The wolf under Sandy fondled her breasts and licked on her erect nipples. "You know the rules. She's your wife but our bitch."

"Yeah, yeah," Terry throws a flash drive on the nightstand. "Here, like we agreed. Now can I leave?" Hearing Sandy moaning like a braindead junkie drove a spike through his heart. She wasn't the same person anymore, even after they told her she was being controlled. The woman clutched onto the leash and threw herself at them, her scientific mind wanting to know more about Rei and her kind.

"Get lost. Tonight's gonna be a special occasion." Terry scoffed and left. He slammed the door, a sound Sandy readily ignored. She wanted them to cum in her again and Terry was ruining the moment.

"Do you think that punk knows this bitch is knocked up?"

"I doubt it but let's make sure it takes just in case!" they grin and continue driving their rods deeper inside until their fertile loads exploded inside her.

"Ah, fuck! Yes, breed me like a bitch!" Sandy didn't hear them before, she would be just as surprised when the signs appear. She was going to be a mother to the Goddess and would raise her child to follow the same faith. The Goddess was pleased.