“Are you okay, dude?” Mark asked, watching his friend struggle back onto his feet under the weight of his impossibly giant back-breaking hooters.

“Do I LOOK okay!?” Kevin spat, adjusting his dress to hide the top of his peeking areola. “Not only am I still a girl, and a celebrity no  less, but I have the heaviest, fattest, most sensitive tits in the world! And I’m STILL growing! At this rate I’ll be nothing but a woman attached to a pair of blimps by this time next month!”

“It could be worse.” Mark explained, “You’ll never pay for your own drinks again! Every guy we’ve walked past can’t take their eyes off your body, plus Emma Watson is HOT! I bet there's not a straight man in this city who wouldn’t volunteer to help carry those around for you.”

“I don’t want free drinks! I want to be a guy again!” sobbed Kevin, “I want my dick back, not some pussy that begs to get fucked the moment somebody so much as breathes on my swollen, super-sensitive nipples! And all because you couldn’t keep it in your pants! Why didn’t you use your genie’s wish for something normal, like money or something! This is all your fault!”

“You think it’s MY fault!? You were the one begging me to stick it in!”

“Only because your wish makes me uncontrollably horny when somebody plays with my nipples... Oh god, this dress keeps slipping-OOH!” a moan escaped from Kevin’s mouth as his hand accidentally brushed against a nipple, throwing him of balance as he landed on his back, his dress tearing right down the middle to reveal his giant, bouncing breasts. “I-I’m naked!” he cried, instinctively reaching over his boobs to cover his nipples and accidentally triggering another orgasmic spasm as his entire body was rocked with the need to cum. “And I’m horny! God, I reeeeally need cock!”

“My pleasure!” said Mark without hesitation, getting on his knees and pulling his already hard cock from his pants. Grabbing the sides of his friend’s chest balloons he sandwiched his cock between them, disappearing into the cavernous, deep cleavage.

“You asshole! I meant my pussy, not my-OH FUCK!” Kevin squealed as Mark gripped his nipples with both hands, his body giving into his carnal desires as he closed his eyes and savored the feeling of his friend’s dick between his tits. Minutes of incredible bliss passed until Kevin was shocked out of his trance as he felt hot, sticky cum cover his tits, face and hair. Opening his eyes he looked down at his body in sobering disgust, watching a grinning Mark buttoning up his jeans as he left his partner covered in an enormous amount of cum.

“Alright, I’ll see you back home.” said Mark, starting to walk away.

“You can’t leave me like this!” Kevin protested, begging his friend for help, “I’m naked in public and covered in semen! I c-could be arrested, or worse...”

“Expelled?” Mark laughed, “If you don’t want to wipe off the cum, you have a perfectly good tongue for licking it up. As for getting you home, I’ll give you my jacket if you promise to let me play with your tits as much as I like for the rest of the week.

”Fat chance, you perv.” Kevin replied, not wanting to give in but knowing he didn't have much of a choice. “...alright, fine. Just lend me your jacket already.”

“Sounds like a deal.” said Mark, tossing his jacket towards his friend and walking away. “See you later.”

Kevin brought the jacket to his chest, realizing it was far too small to cover one, let alone both of his giant breasts. He looked down at his cum-covered chest in defeat, unsure of how he was going to get home without being caught. He hoped that the public would be too distracted by his body to care, and he couldn’t believe that Mark had turned him into his sexual fantasy and then treated him like this... but he also knew that Mark was the only thing between him and a pair of tits so big they put blimps to shame, since he had total control over Kevin’s breast size. He only hoped that sexual favors like titfucks like this would be enough for now, before he started becoming even more demanding...