The tears were streaming down her face. There seemed to be no end to them, despite Jim's/Candy's attempts to hold them back. As a man, it had been so easy to hold back things like feelings and tears and emotions. Now, you might've sooner asked her to drive a knife straight into her heart than to hold back the tears that were falling onto her naked body.
"But..but I'm JIM! Please, please you've got to change me back." The plea poured from Candy's lips through sobs and tears. "Just have sex with me again and say it's the best you ever had." Candy/Jim wanted her old body back badly. She wasn't in control of her feelings anymore, and she hated it.
Ernie (in Jim's body) looked at Jim and said, "Fuck you? Ha! As much as I like big tits, you're the absolute worst fuck I've every had. Face it. You're not Jim anymore. You're just another hooker that came home with a middle-aged man in a one-bedroom apartment. Now GET OUT!"
Ernie grabbed Candy by the arm and started dragging her to the door. Candy tried to resist, but she was a 5'6" girl and Ernie carried her with ease. Despite her attempts to resist, Candy found her self sitting in the hall completely naked with a pile of the old Candy's cloths in her arms.
Crying would do no good. Candy shut back the flow of tears, trying to pull herself together. If she was going to figure out what to do, she needed to at least get these clothes on. She examined the clothes: a pair of 28" panties, a B-cup bra, a red mini-skirt, some red leather boots, and a white, button-up, see-through top.
Candy grabbed the clothes and started trying to put them on. The old Candy's size was probably about 25-22-28. Her new figure was 42-24-38! Needles to say, the bra didn't have a prayer of going on. The panties were stretched into the shape of a G-string and were wedged tightly into her ass. The skirt, which had been small before, now showed almost all of her butt hanging out from the back view. The clothes just didn't fit. Candy slipped her arms into the white button-up shirt. It was made from a lacy silk type of fabric. She started from the bottom, buttoning up the buttons as she made her way towards the two boobs hanging free and naked. She made it a whole 3 buttons up before she lost all hope of somehow covering up those giant breasts. It was just as well anyway, because every time something touched the tips of her nipples, her pussy cramped and sent a new flow of juices coming out. She finally settled with getting the top button closed. The shirt squeezed her boobs together and lifted them up, creating a copious amount of cleavage. The two exposed nipples were pointed straight forward, catching small gusts of air and sending the sensations straight to her nether regions.
Candy was the epitomy of EROTIC, with a capitol E. She really was Jim's dream girl.
No use standing here getting cold. Candy left the apartment and decided to...
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