Angela didn't know how or why this was happening. She just wanted it to stop, so, for now, she decided to play Jon's twisted game.
"Okay," she said, "what do you want me to do?" She asked him while eying her lacrosse stick warily. She didn't want to touch it again. She wasn't sure what it would do to her. She felt her breasts, now barely contained by her sports bra, as an immediate reminder that touching her sports gear was a bad idea. She looked at her former boyfriend and waited for his answer.
"Well," he said with a smirk, "if you want me to stop doing this to you, you can do something for me." She looked at him suspiciously but realized that she would do just about anything to get out of this bizarre mess.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked him defeatedly.
"Simple," he said with a grin. "You need to give me what you denied me when we were together." With a smirk he added "And make it good."
"You mean..." she began, incredulous at what he just said.
"That's right," he said with a grin. "You denied me your body when we were together but now you can make it up to me."
"But I don't want to do that!" she protested.
Then she tried to appeal to his reason and morality. At least, what was left of it. "I thought I knew you better than to force yourself on a girl. Do you really want to add rape to your list of crimes?" she asked him defiantly. "You've already broken into my house. And I'm sure there's some sort of crime associated with what you did to my... chest..." she continued less confidently.
"Oh don't worry," he said with a sneer, "it won't be rape. You see, I've set up a trigger word, and once I say it, you'll be the one begging me to have sex with you." He grinned evilly at her as she looked at him with a horrified expression. "Now, do you want to do this of your own free will, or are we going to try out that trigger word?" he asked.
She thought about it for a moment before she realized that she didn't have much choice in the matter. "Fine," she said reluctantly, "but only if you stop whatever this is you're doing to me." she said with a false confidence.
Jon grinned at her. "You aren't exactly in a position to bargain. But, you know what? If you do your best to please me, I may just stop." he said with an evil grin. "But if you don't..." he started menacingly before she cut him off.
"Fine!" she said angrily as she approached him slowly.
"Good girl," he said as she came closer to him. "Now, strip for me." he ordered her with a smirk as he leaned against a nearby table. She reluctantly began to undress for him as he watched with glee. When she finished undressing he looked at her naked body with a smile. "You look so much better like this," he said with approval. "I can't believe you kept this body hidden from me." he said as he approached her slowly. "Now it's time to pay for your teasing me." he said as he approached her and kissed her roughly. Afraid of what would happen otherwise, she returned his kisses passionately.
"And I have to say," Jon added, breaking out of the kiss, "those new boobs look great on you." he said as he cupped her new C cups in his hands before continuing with his work.
Angela moaned in pleasure as he continued to play with her body. She couldn't believe she was in this situation. It was far beyond her wildest imaginings. If Jon didn't revert... whatever it was he did to her, then she'd never be able to play lacrosse again. It would be best to play along.
"You know, Jon," she said seductively as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "you really know how to make a girl feel special." she said coyly as she kissed him again passionately. She knew he wouldn't buy it, but she couldn't help but try to try her best, just in case he was nice enough to leave her alone. She continued to make out with him as she tried to figure out a way to get out of this situation. She knew he wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted though. "And what he wants is for me to never play lacrosse again," she thought to herself, shuddering a bit at the thought.
