"C'mon, Jonny girl, let's get a move on," Karyn rumbled in his now deep voice as he threw the door open and strode into the room. He smirked at the big-breasted girl as he eyed the pile of clothes strewn at her feet. "You heard my wish, but you tried it anyway, huh?" Karyn asked, grinning in amusement. "I told you- I want everyone to see that voluptuous little body I've given you. And I think it's time we do just that," he finished ominously.
"Not-uh! No way!" Jon sputtered. She shuddered, causing her great breasts to once again jiggle disturbingly. "I can't go outside like this," she murmured softly, horrified at the thought. She wouldn't even consider going outside nude as a man, much less now that she had huge tits and a plump, feminine ass. "Hey!" She cried, suddenly. "How come you get to wear clothes?" She whined, sounding far more girlish than she would have liked.
Karyn was indeed now clothed. He was wearing a simple, white tank top that showed off his hulking, muscled arms, and a pair of blue gym shorts. Jon noted fearfully that she thought she could just barely see the faint outline of her former girlfriend's massive cock through even his relatively loose shorts. "Why shouldn't I be clothed? I'm no nudist," Karyn replied mockingly. "Besides, I'm sure the average citizen is much more interested in your body than mine." He couldn't help but to stare, momentarily, at Jon's stacked breasts and curvy, heart-shaped rear, the thick cylinder in his pants noticeably twitching. "Now, let's go." Willing to wait no longer, Karyn reached forward and grabbed at Jon's diminutive arm, tugging the buxom girl into the hallway.
Jon dug her petite feet into the carpet, trying to fight the towering male who was pulling her forward toward the front door and the terrifying exterior beyond. Jon felt so small, so tiny and helpless besides the beefy man Karyn had become. Just this morning Jon could have looked down on and manhandled Karyn (not that he would have wanted to). But now now the new girl had to crane her neck upwards just to catch a glimpse of Karyn's face as he dwarfed her by a good foot and a half in their new bodies. Karyn yanked Jon ever-forward, and she was helpless to stop him, despite her best efforts. Jon twisted back and forth, her naked rear jutting out as she tried to wriggle away from Karyn. However, Karyn all but ignored the writhing girl, and all her struggles accomplished were to set her immense boobs bouncing heavily this way and that way.
"Enough, Jon! Stop it," Karyn ordered gruffly as he finally reached the front door. Her submissive instincts kicking in, Jon stopped flailing, her breasts wobbling to a stop- except for their slight, ever-present bob and jiggle. "You brought this on yourself. You tried to make me your slave. Well, now, you're going to do what I say and accept your punishment like a good little girl. We're going out, you're going to be naked, and there's nothing you can do to stop it." As reality set in, Jon felt a fluttery sense of fear and anxiety deep within her stomach, but she knew- this was going to happen. Karyn flung open the door, and marched Jon out into the blinding bright sunlight, the naked girl's uncovered tits and ass trembling nervously in the breeze.
