“Oh my fucking god...” Connor wept, looking down dejectedly at his impossibly gigantic black tits as he struggled to stand under their cumbersome weight. He could feel his chest slapping against his thighs as he tried to scramble to his feet. His back ached as he began to dry himself off, barely able to reach his own thick nipples as they leaked a steady stream of warm milk onto the bathroom floor. Life was miserable in this absurdly large-chested black body: no clothes fit over his humongous breasts, everything was bruised and sore from having to carry around their hefty mass, and he could barely even go outside due to the constant staring and perpetual lactation. As water from the shower and milk from his teats began to form a puddle on the tiles, he started hooking up the heavy-duty straps and harnesses under his boobs to make them manageable, tears running down his face as he dejectedly remembered that this was his life from now on.

When Connor discovered the body morphing device in his dead uncle’s possessions, he spent a few days having loads of fun with it. At first he had tried making himself a tall, handsome, muscular version of himself (and of course, giving himself a huge foot-long dick), but quickly his forms became even more perverted. Soon he was turning himself into copies of his hot female coworkers and former schoolteachers to check out their naked bodies, but eventually he was coming up with some crazy bodies all of his own. One day he decided to go all-out with his changes, thinking it would be funny to see something truly gargantuan: he turned himself into a black woman with the body of a pornstar and set the breast slider to the maximum setting, giving himself a pair of gigantic round knockers the size of ripe pumpkins that were constantly lactating like a cow.

Barely able to stand under their weight, he was having fun playing with them in his lap, but it soon became clear that it was much more of a burden then a blessing. They were incredibly heavy and hard to carry around, the milk was annoying, and they got in the way of everything he did. He was glad to return to his old body, until suddenly the morphing device was showing nothing but red lights and some sort of alien error message. Whatever had happened, he was stuck in his new body for good.

Waddling into the living room, cradling his enormous bosoms and both hands, Connor flopped onto the couch and spread his legs to give his boobs some breathing space. It was still impossible to see the bottom half of his body, but there was a bucket set up underneath each breast here to capture all the leaking milk before it got onto the carpet. Letting out a sigh of pained relief, he turned on the TV to some lame vampire movie and started massaging his aching mounds, which were already sore and bruised from knocking against doorframes, tables and his own legs earlier. reaching down underneath his tits and between his thighs he began to lazily finger himself, watching the handsome topless men walk around the screen as he enjoyed the only thing that brought him any pleasure nowadays: female masturbation. As he moaned and tried to bring himself to orgasm, he tried to ignore his financial situation and just enjoy himself. Since he had to quit his old job due to his crippling new frame, he was out of an income source and desperate for money. However, with a body like this, there was only one way he was going to be able to support himself financially, and he wasn’t going to like it... although he was sure there was plenty of freaks out there who would pay good money for a video of men fucking the world’s largest breasts.