This choice: Katie wants a bigger butt... • Go Back...Chapter #4Katie wants a bigger butt... by: Mr. George  Katie tried to dismiss the whispering voice. It was an old abandoned house, and she'd probably just overheard one of her friends exploring another room. But it did make her head jerk. In the mirror she saw an exercise machine. Sure she'd have noticed it on entering, she whirled around.
It sat there, a pristine metal exercise machine, that didn't belong. She was proud of being taut, and toned, and liked the expression on her boyfriend's face at her athletic endeavours. Her svelte body, and the stamina to tire out her man was something she was proud of. However, a niggle at the back of her mind teased out a guilty confession.
Katie was curious how she'd look if she were bubblicious, with a bootiful body and curves that inspired envy from some and appreciation from others.
Strutting over to the exercise machine. She checked it over, everything seemed to be in working order.
Taking off her jacket, she'd dressed simply. Expecting to get dirty exploring a 'haunted' house. She was wearing an old blue leotard.
Katie settled into the seat, and checked the weights weren't too extreme.
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Giving it an experimental pull, she quickly found her rhythm, controlling the weights as they rose, and fell. Avoiding the nasty clashing clang, as the weights settled back down. It was part of Katie's routine, that she found relaxing... almost hypnotic. A few more reps had her getting warm. Feeling the need to get back to exploring, Katie found she couldn't rise from the seat.
Her arms working without her conscious control. Her hands refusing to release the bar. Katie felt the warmth of exercised muscles.... But the burning wasn't in her arms. She felt her bum start to warm. Looking down, she saw she seemed to be covering more of the seat.
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Her rump expanding, as though the machine were adding weight rather than burning it off. The desire to cry out, to call for help from her friends died, in her throat. A croaking rasp was all that escaped. She was forced to concentrate on her breathing, as her arms ached. Her butt continued to warm.
She tried, again and again to stop.... to release the bar... to call out.... but her shoulders ached, and she continued her reps.
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"I... I... was ... curious..." she gasped between repetitions. "But... But... I don't want this..."
Whatever was controlling her, changing her was blind to her pleas for mercy.
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She wasn't sure it was humanly possible to have hips this wide. A crack echoed around the room, and she felt her pelvis widen. "Please... Please..." she begged, as tears threatened to come.
But mercy remained absent.
"Careful what you wish for...." the whispering voice returned. Katie was shaking her head in denial, in disbelief. But she could feel the ripple of her succulent flesh, it was too real to deny.
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It felt positively equine, as her hips gave another crack. Her rump swelling, this time the growth stopped. With a shriek of outrage, Katie felt the magic release her, and she erupted from the machine.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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