I usually prefer sci-fi of hypnosis as a mean to bimbofication, but good old magic and reality-bending has its own charm. In this story, concerned mother Amanda learns one shouldn't put any trust in odd-looking pawn shops. They might give you exactly what you want... and nothing of what you need.
Tags: [Breast Expansion] [Butt Expansion] [Silicone-Based] [Bimbo] [*WOMAN*] [Moral Degeneration] [Corruption] [Oral Sex] [Vaginal Sex] [Incest]I hope you have fun!Nailclip Satan
The Solving Ring - Part 1
Amanda Pompadour was having a series of problems with her teenage daughter she was at a loss how to solve. She sighed, hands in her pockets as she walked down the road, thinking of all the problems her daughter Cecille was bringing her. At eighteen, she was at risk of failing her last year at highschool, Amanda had no idea what Cecille would do afterwards anyway. At any rate, if she kept on going down the road this way, her daughter would end up in a very, very bad situation. It wasn’t enough for Cecille to die her hair blue and get all sorts of tattoos and piercings, now she wanted the car too!
And it wasn’t like she didn’t like her daughter to take care of herself! At thirty-nine, Amanda herself believed she was still running hot, thanks to a good diet and exercise, and some little help here and there… but to only think about dates was too much!
Amanda sighed again and walking down the road she took a different corner, just without a thought, being carried just by chance. After a couple more steps, the shops and houses around her started to take on a less-polished, suburban style, and she found herself surrounded by withering paint and a generally derelict look. She was in what one would call a bad neighbour type of situation.
She turned to leave, but before her eyes caught the sign of a pawn shop, dimly lightened by two golden lamps at the sides of the door; the inside, or what Amanda could see of the inside through the glass, looked like an antiquary, filled with all sort of shapes and treasures. Amanda didn’t even know why she was doing this, but she entered the pawn shop. Maybe it was because of a hunch, or maybe it was because the places’ name was The Solving Shop.
Amanda entered the place; for some reason, the inside was a bit darker than she expected. Anyway, she saw it was filled with old trinkets, antiques and other stuff she wouldn’t ever though it might be useful to her. As soon as she entered, she was welcomed by a high-pitched voice, coming from behind the counter.
“Hi! Welcome to the shop!” The voice belonged to a young girl, who must not have been a year older than Cecille, but looked a lot more… developed than Cecille. She wore a red sweater, with sleeves so long they hang and as the girl lifted her arm, they flopped free, giving her an adorable look. Stranger was the fact the girl’s deep blue large eyes sparkled in the middle of a very young-looking face, and yet her sweater strained to contain two large breasts, impossible to believed they were just a growth spurt. No, there was an artificial look to them, in the way they jutted out proudly, that no sweater could counceal.
“H-hi,” Amanda said, eyes glued to the girl’s overabundant chest, only to remember it would not be polite to do so. She blinked and tried to smile. “I… can I look around?” She felt like there was something she could find here, if only she looked hard enough… and anyway she thought she had made enough of a fool of herself by staring at the girl’s breasts like that. No matter how big they were.
“Sure! I’ll be here if you need anything!” And the girl dropped down on the counter again, sticking her tongue out of a corner of her mouth, and tracing down what seemed a complex list of numbers and equations. “Let’s see… x minus lambda times two… at the power of e…”
Amanda turned her head to look around, almost shaking. This seemed all too strange: she was walking like in a dream, and feverishly looked around at the shelves. It was filled with odd things: next to her a long wooden stick, ending in an iron point, stood on a small pedestal, a notice reading,
do-it-yourself wand – only for use on twins, whatever that might mean. Amanda shook her head and walked further into the shop. The price was too steep anyway.
Then her eyes were drawn by a large, bound book, closed, with an odd sign on its cover. It seemed to writhe and change under Amanda’s look, as if it wanted to escape but couldn’t. The notice this time read:
siren’s handbook – make your friends finally listen to you, and that was, well, tempting, but there was something about the book that struck Amanda as wrong. She couldn’t put her finger right on top of it, but the book seemed… a bit too strong for her needs.
She walked through the shelves for a bit, and from time to time something struck her fancy, but nothing too… and then she saw it.
It was half-hidden between a cup (
sin graal – give life to a party!) and a silver key (
silver key – use only asleep), a small iron ring, with letters running on the outside and on the inside, roughly-etched into the material. As soon as Amanda saw it, her eyes were drawn to the ring as if it was pulling them down with harpoons; she took it between her fingers, and it was oddly warm at the touch, like it was purring or something. The words were now clearer to Amanda: it recited
do unto you on the outside and
as you do unto others on the inside. It was all in all an odd ring… but she thought, no, she felt like it was the most important thing she could take from that pawn shop. It would help her solve all the problems! That was for sure. Keeping the ring inside her closed palm, Amanda walked back to the counter, and though it had needed her seemingly half an hour to find the ring, coming back to the counter only took her a couple steps.
Very odd, but Amanda didn’t think about it. Her excitement was briefly dulled when she saw the girl of before sitting at the counter, having pulled up her sweater and cupping her large, taut breasts, looking firm and sphere-like on her taut frame, as she muttered “Hmm, a bit too large,” then she yelped as she saw Amanda, and pulled quickly down her sweater. “Hi miss! Were… do you… do you need anything?”
“Oh, yes…” Amanda walked towards the counter, putting the ring on top of it. “I found this one. I would like to purchase it.”
“Ah, the Pendulum Ring,” the girl said in her squeaky, excited voice. “This is the best purchase you could make today, miss!”
“I’m sure,” Amanda nodded, took out a wad of bills, and put them on the counter. The girl nodded and wrote her a receipt.
“Thank you for your purchase! The Ring is yours!”
Hers… the Ring was hers! Amanda, giddy and following some odd impulse, put the Ring upon her middle finger. It shone grey and cold even in the golden light of the shop, and yet to Amanda, it was the most beautiful object she had ever seen. It would be the solution to all her problems. What did the girl call it again? The pen… the pendu… ah, yes, the Solving Ring! It would solve all of her problems!
Amanda opened her mouth to thank the large-breasted girl and exit the shop, but something squeezed her mind, and her tongue recoiled; she blinked, and then an odd smile settled on her features.
“Hey,” Amanda said, leaning against the counter, the Ring shining atop her finger, “how come a little girl like you has tits so big?”
The girl blushed, but it was with pride. She cupped her large breasts once again.
“Oh, I got them done! Daddy’s birthday present!”
“Such a good daddy,” Amanda said, her fingers skirting closer and closer to the girl’s chest. "I wish my daughter had a daddy as good as yours..." The Ring shone on.
“Still, I think he picked a size too large…” the girl’s gaze darkened for a moment, but Amanda laughed. It was a shrill, mirthless laugh.
“Ah, don’t be stupid! Too large?” Amanda’s hands went forth and touched the girl’s big tits. She squeezed them, and she felt a hard, solid mass inside them squeezing back. Ah. Silicone. Approximately six hundred ccs. Not exactly her favourite size, but close enough. “I think you can go up at least one size. Two.” Amanda kept on kneading those large tits, feeling the hemispheres inside them roll up and down at her touch. Ah, wonderful. Whatever might have sprout inside the girl’s mind to get herself enhanced so much, Amanda didn’t know, but she knew where to find it and how to give it a little… push
.The girl blinked.
Here eyes shone for a moment, as if reflecting a grey light, an iron light.
Then she leaned her head back as she cupped her boobs again, and a smile settled upon her face.
“I know, right? I only got these as a start! I can’t wait to get them improved!”
“Hmm hmm,” Amanda agreed, as she kept on kneading her fake tits. “When you do, call me. Maybe I can show you a trick or two.”
Amanda withdrew her hands, turned, and sent a kiss at the girl at the counter.
Then she exited the shop.
Behind the counter, the girl blinked. Once, twice. She felt like something was settling inside her mind, something that wasn’t there before, like switching gears, and she now was moving at a different speed.
The feeling didn’t last that long anyway.
Another feeling took its place when the girl cupped her large enhanced tits, and a curl of disappointment curved her lips. They were nice, yes… but she could do so much better.
She took out her cellphone and dialled a number.
“Daddy,” she said, “I think I need bigger tits again.”
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Outside, Amanda walked as if in a haze. Her thoughts seemed to come back as if from a very long distance. Where was… ah, yes, she bought something. The Ring. The Ring that would solve all her problems.
She watched it glisten atop her finger. With this, she could save her girl.
The Pendulum Ring, in the meantime, purred with delight, if iron rings could do something like purring. It had slept so long it could only call upon the female from a short distance; and that trick with the girl had expended most of its remaining energies… but it had been worth it. Oh, so worth it.
Still, it was useless to linger on the past. The female carrying it needed its power to solve her problems, right?
The Pendulum Ring chuckled, and there was so much delight in that chuckle that for a moment it seemed like a thing rings could do.
This was going to be so much
fun.
Here we go! Please le me know what do you think!