We both looked at the bubble bottle with “make your thoughts reality” printed on it still unsure if we should use it “do you think it actually works, did she even tell you how to use it?” Jace asked skeptical if we should try blowing any bubbles or not “I don’t know… she just said to be cautious, anything we think of could… pop in to existence” I chuckled making Jace roll his eyes “ok well maybe we should try something simple, like how about a stack of cash I’ll think about that and blow a bubble” he said grabbing the bottle and twisting the cap.
He dipped the bubble wand in and started blowing a single bubble, then it detached from the wand and flew towards the table popping against the surface. We both watched as a stack of twenty dollar bills shimmered into existence “nice it actually works, now just don’t think of anything crazy… like the world ending or something” Jace laughed tossing me the bottle “go ahead you try” he stood waiting for me, I dipped the wand in and thought about a bunch of different things, then my mind wandered I started thinking about women specifically ones I’ve seen on porn hub “hmm, I wonder if they could create people” I said under my breath getting ready to blow.
I blew against the wand, a flurry of bubbles flying out towards Jace. They swirled around him, popping against his skin, leaving a sticky residue. "Woah, what did you think of?" he said, backing away, his eyes wide with fear.
"Ahh, what the hell, man, this shit stings!" Jace grunted, trying to wipe the sticky substance off his skin. "M-my skin… it’s so soft now," he said, his voice taking on a higher pitch as he brushed his hand against his arms, the coarse body hair disappearing, revealing smooth, slender limbs.
"Why am I shrinking, what did you do?" he yelled, his voice growing more shrill as his body began to diminish in height. More bubbles popped against his body, each one transforming him further. A large bubble slammed against his face, causing it to twitch. His lips plumped up, his cheekbones rose, and his entire face became more feminine and delicate. His once short, dark hair grew into a messy bun with vibrant green highlights, framing his new, softer features.
"Fuck, my bad, I didn’t think they would change you," I nervously said, watching as another bubble popped against his face, creating a pair of big, round glasses that perched precariously on his now delicate nose. His body continued to shrink, each bubble tainting him further, transforming him into a tiny, feminine figure.
"Oh my god, I’m becoming so small!" Jace whined, his voice taking on a much more vapid tone. He now stood at a tiny 4'10" in height, his clothes morphing to fit his new, petite frame. A green crop top and pants clung to his body. Two large bubbles flew towards his chest, popping against it, causing two massive orbs of flesh to burst outwards, filling his top to capacity.
Jace looked down and screamed, "No… they’re HUGE!!" He gripped his new E-cup breasts, a moan escaping his lips as he squeezed them. "Ohh, sensitive too," he purred, his eyes fluttering closed as tiny bubbles popped against his head, leaving him breathless and overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through his body.
Jace continued to play with his tits, his fingers tracing the soft, sensitive flesh as various girly noises escaped his lips. "Hey, you feeling alright?" I asked, already knowing that the bubbles were affecting his mind, transforming not just his body, but his very essence.
He looked up at me with a seductive gaze and giggled, a sound so feminine and light that it sent a shiver down my spine. "I’m more than alright," he smiled, letting go of his tits, causing them to bounce back into his top, the movement drawing my eye. A few more bubbles popped against his lower half, causing his thighs and ass to swell and his hips to widen against his pants, showing off his new, curvy figure.
I put the bottle down, the glass clinking against the table as I walked over to him… or rather, her.
As I got closer, she pulled at the straps of her crop top, the fabric slipping down her shoulders, revealing more of her ample cleavage. Her breasts spilled out, the soft, creamy flesh barely contained by the tight fabric.
"Ahhh fuck, this body… it’s too much," she moaned, her eyes roving over me as she bit her lips, releasing the straps of her crop top. They snapped back against her huge tits, causing them to jiggle enticingly. "W-woah, you're not thinking straight, snap out of it," I stuttered, my nerves getting the better of me as sweat beaded on my forehead. She swayed towards me, her hips dipping with each step, a predator stalking her prey.
"Mmm… I don’t really care… I need you… deep inside," she purred, her voice a sultry whisper as she moaned softly with each pause. She slowly dropped her pants and panties to the ground, revealing her hardened cock. A stray bubble popped against it, causing it to shrink away, transforming into a tight, wanting pussy. "Ohh, just in time," she moaned, biting her lips as she felt the pleasure building up inside her, her body aching for release.
My mind drifted, my thoughts consumed by her appearance as another bubble popped against her face. Her tits began to swell even more, the green streaks in her hair turning a vibrant blond, framing her delicate features. "Ahh shit, I’m sorry… I can’t help it," I said, my voice thick with desire as she inched closer, her movements fluid and seductive.
She took off her top, letting her boobs bounce freely in the air, the sight of her ample cleavage making my mouth water. "Ohh fuck, I don’t care anymore… whatever makes you happy," she giggled, her voice laced with lust as she pushed me to the ground. Her hands were quick and eager, ripping my pants away, revealing my cock, hard and ready, standing at attention.
She slowly plunged herself onto my cock, a loud moan escaping her lips as I felt her juices flow down my shaft, coating me in her wet heat. "Yes! That’s it… more, deeper," she squealed, her voice a mix of pleasure and demand as she began to ride me, her hips moving in a sensual rhythm. Her body bounced up and down, her tits swaying with the motion, the sight of them hypnotizing me as I thrusted my cock into her.
Occasionally, she gripped them, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she squeezed hard, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each thrust. Her body was a symphony of sensation, her every movement designed to drive me wild, to push me to the brink of ecstasy.
This wasn’t my friend anymore. No, I had created a horny nymph, someone who craved sex, I thought as I felt the pressure in my dick build, releasing my load inside her. Her pussy clamped down on my cock, the sensation of her juices and my cum leaking out. "Hmmm… more, I need… more," she moaned softly, leaning in close, her giggle a sound of pure lust. "We should… mmm fuck… should use those bubbles to make you like me," she smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischief as I backed away, my mind racing. "Think about how much… fun we can have," she purred, squeezing her tits together, her body a testament to the curse of the bubbles.
"No, why the hell wouldn’t I just fix you?" I said, starting to think about my friend as he was, hoping to turn her back. I got up, trying to find the bottle, ready to blow another bubble. "I don’t think so, you made me perfect, why would I wanna turn back?" I heard her giggle, her voice echoing in my ears as I turned to see her blowing a huge bubble, aimed right at me. "Oh fuck, wait, stop!" I yelled, holding my hand out like an idiot, pressing it against the bubble, causing it to pop, the sticky substance splashing against my skin. A wet, fuzzy feeling spread across my body.
She giggled, watching me shrink, her eyes sparkling with excitement and a hint of cruelty. "Too late, you’ll love the body I came up with," she said, her voice laced with anticipation as my body twisted and turned, changing much quicker than hers had. I kept my eyes closed, too scared to open them, but I could already feel the heavy weight on my chest swell, my nipples pressing against my shirt and the hair touching my face. Thoughts of sex and pleasure invaded my mind, unwelcome and insistent. A soft, feminine moan left my now plump lips as my arms drifted against my chest, feeling the tits that now adorned my body.
I crossed my arms and looked down, finally opening my eyes, and gasped at the sight of my huge tits attached to my now small, feminine frame. My shirt didn’t fit anymore, sliding down one of my shoulders, the fabric barely containing my ample cleavage. I looked up at Jace, us being almost the same height now, and frowned, trying to fight my body's new feelings and wants. I could feel an emptiness in my crotch, confirming that my dick was gone, replaced by a pussy, a very sensitive one at that, considering I could already feel a dampness forming, my body aching for touch and release.
"So how do you feel?" she giggled, jumping in anticipation, her eyes gleaming with desire. I shrugged, looking away, trying to fight against the smile forming on my lips, my new body betraying my own thoughts. "I know you can feel it, the dampness forming around your pussy… just give in… doesn’t it feel good?" Jace purred, her voice a soft whisper as I looked back at her, my resolve crumbling.
I couldn’t fight it anymore. She was right. I nodded, and the smile I was fighting broke free, spreading across my face as I gave in to the sensations coursing through my new body, the pleasure and the promise of more, too intoxicating to resist.
"There she is, how about we have some fun?" she chirped, her eyes sparkling with lust and excitement as I took off my clothes, the fabric falling away, no longer fitting my new, curvy frame. She gripped my tits, her fingers digging into the soft flesh, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. We started making out, our lips and tongues entwining, our bodies pressing up against each other, the sensation of her skin against mine was electric.
Her hand reached down, pushing her fingers inside my pussy, the intrusion making me moan loudly as she thrusted inwards, her fingers curling, finding that sweet spot that made my body sing. Later on, we used the bubbles to better our lives, experimenting with different bodies, the possibilities endless. But most of the bubbles we blew were always filled with sexual thoughts.