Fetching bikinis [m2bbw]

You thought that the pool would be empty, but there was one other person there: a plump, buxom lady, completely nude. You expected her to be startled upon noticing you, but she appeared delighted.

"Can you help me? My bikinis fell off into the pool..."

It was the most blatant flirting you'd ever seen, like an intro to a porn movie. The swimwear was floating only a few steps away from her. It was obvious she wanted help with something other than fetching clothing.

"I'd have to strip naked to do it", you said teasingly.

"I wouldn't mind that at all... And I also wouldn't mind rewarding a handsome man for their good deed of the day", she answered in a seductive tone.

That was good enough for you. You took off your clothes. The woman gave you a generous view of her massive tits as she licked her lips, while eyeing you from head to toe.

As you stepped into the water and reached for the bikinis, they suddenly began to move by themselves, slithering underwater like some type of an aquatic snake.

Faster than your eyes could follow, they spun a few laps around you, before wrapping themselves tightly against your skin. The top and bottom slid to their respective areas. The sensation was disturbing.

You were terrified by this sudden twist, but the woman seemed unphased, giggling at your situation.

"Oh? You could have asked for a permission if you wanted to try them out", she said jokingly.

But to you, there was nothing funny about the situation. The bikinis kept tightening around you, the top was now constricting your breathing. The surface of the water appeared to be rising, but it only took you a second to realize that it was your body that was becoming shorter.

You desperately tried to rip and tear the bikinis apart, but it was becoming a futile effort as your male strength faded away, most of your muscle definition melting into soft, feminine fat.

The constricting sensation grew even stronger as your chest area expanded into two huge breasts, filling out the bikini top.

 

You tried escaping from the pool, but the cursed swimwear kept pulling you towards the center.

You turned your face toward the woman to plead for help, but there was no one there anymore.

Soon you felt the grip of the bikinis loosening, and with all the might your new female body could muster, pulled the top towards your face and successfully tore it in two using your teeth.

This released the magic placed on the bikini...

But it also took away your only hope of ever changing back, as you would no longer be able to use them to pass on the curse to someone else.

You looked down. The massive mammaries rested heavy on your chest, sagging towards your sides. The water that only a moment ago was only up to your thighs was now above your navel.

All that lost height was compensated for in your weight. Your arms, your legs, and especially your stomach, every part of your body was now encased in a layer of fat.

 Eventually you found your way back to your place to dry yourself off and calm down. But the tingly wetness between your legs demanded something other than a towel to fix.

It wanted specific kind of male attention, and the craving was so insatiable that soon your whole life would revolve around nothing but that...