Roxy Roger’s Creations

After completing an 80km walk, the next day your legs were in pain. Luckily on the bedside table there was a little pink pill with a note.
“This should make you better for a little while. -Roxy ❤️”
Taking the pill you were surprised to find yourself changing and all that pain was now thiccness.

Hmm, might have to study this ritual. The research potential is massive. Just like I’d love her to make someone’s tits! Hehe!

Well, let’s just say godly powers are a rather pleasurable experience, after Mara used them on me I felt out of this world, a huge ass, tits like no other, I had to study myself… but first I’d have to drink for free all night thanks to some young stud. Such silly boys.

I’d always been a woman of science till my trip to club Elysium. There I met Mara, its owner. She told me she was an actual goddess, I didn’t believe it until she transformed her bartender into a giggling blonde babe before my very eyes. Maybe it’s time to expand my horizons.

“New Year’s resolutions? For me? Oh definitely not. I’ll simply keep on being as great as I always have been, and keep on turning people into sexy little things for my amusement. Oop! Here come the huge tits, always watch for pretty girls that could spike your drink with special potions.”

“New year, new me? No no, I’m already perfect, after a zap with this you will be too!”
The guy pressing to be my new years kiss would soon find his body shifting, his ass plumping out as his body became that of a beautiful busty pornstar.
“Now you can bring in the new year with me. My place?”

“Now, this outfit is specially designed handsome. Do you know why?”
He stared blankly at my legs, the stripy socks taking all his attention as he drooled over my appearance.
“Of course you don’t silly. You see, the stripes, love the hypnotic stripes. Who’s Roxy’s good boy?”
He would nod and drool.

“Okay, last one, this should make you perfect!”
She draws runes in the air, my body shifting once more as my hair turns purple, purple lipstick coating my lips too. Breasts fitting neatly in a new set of cute pink underwear too.
“You know, maybe I should learn a bit of magic. Care to teach sister?”

“So far I seem to have made you all tits, let’s try and balance you out.”
She chants at me and suddenly I feel fat moving filling my ass. It bubbles out as my skin tans, tattoos stretching out on my body.
“Why does magic feel so good?”
I struggle, my science brain feeling corrupted.

“Hmm, drink this babe, it might help.”
She produces a strange potion from her bra, tipping it down my throat. I watch as my hair shimmers white, my ears seemingly extending as my breasts seem to sag down in my bra. I bounce them gently.
“Hmm, must’ve gotten a pinch of elf essence in that one.”

“Let’s see if we can get those brains back.”
With a flick of the wand my hair would become more natural looking, breasts feeling more natural and saggy but still absolutely huge.
“Huh, you made me a milf… fuck I look good though. I feel so thicc! I love this.”
“Huh, still got work to do it seems.”

“Hey Roxy! It’s your witchy sister Ruby come to visit for the holidays!”
As she burst into the room finding me in my bimbo form I couldn’t help but stare up in lust.
“Oh baby, did you transform yourself by mistake again? Don’t worry, I can see about fixing that.”
She retrieves her wand with a smirk.

“All these new people to work on, it’s like a Christmas present!”
*CHRISTMAS PRESENT SELECTED*
“Wait no-“
My formula-bot had grabbed me, injecting silicone straight into my tits, my hair turning blonde as it redressed me in a festive look.
*COMPLETE.*
“Hehe, these things are so fucking bouncy!”

“Wow, 100 whole test subjec- I mean followers! Seems I’ve got some work to do… I swear I see that runner every morning, so hyper focused. Perhaps she’d be happier as a blue haired babe.”
One zap of my transformation ray she’d approach, her clothes shredded.
“Hey baby, like what you see?”
“Oh yes.”

I used to be married once, till I found out he was cheating anyway. After that I installed a modification to his mirror, hypno-radiation I called it. As he’d stare into it, hearing the voices his punishment would begin.
“Reflect on yourself. On the women you love, and how you’d like to be them.”

In my lab I popped open the door on what looked like a tanning bed. My eyes went wide as out stepped my friend Penny.
“Look at these arms Roxy! I’ll be sure to win the powerlifting contest now!”
I couldn’t stop myself giving her biceps a squeeze. Tracing her veins.
“Now for payment. Upstairs. Now.”

The next day I awoke to a text on my phone with a picture. I couldn’t help but smile reading it.
“Hey Roxy babe, think you can call it quits trying to fix me, being hot is fun! You ever wanna make my tits even better? Call me x”
She’d certainly taken to her new gender quickly. Just how I liked it.

The postman had found himself in a rather unfamiliar body when he’d accidentally stepped on the grass.
“Umm, Miss Rogers. These are pretty heavy.”
I couldn’t help but admire, his breasts having fully grown out of his shirt.
“Well, you’re gonna have to deal with two new packages until I can fix you!”

I sent out one of my Fembots to test one of my new creations, bimbo juice. With it loaded up into her water pistol I watched the live feed from home as she sprayed a guy down, the smoke clearing to reveal his new form. His excited body immediately making out with his girlfriend.
*TEST SUCCESSFUL.*

I couldn’t help but stare, enjoying the sight of the pool boy enjoying his newly transformed body and the overwhelming sensitivity that came with it.
“You’ll look much better out there now! I can help you pick a nice bikini for the girls too!”
She looked at me with a smile.
“Oh my. Absolutely.”

“Right, I can’t have anyone getting the better of me like Ross did.”
Drinking down my latest formula I found my muscles toning up, hair turning black as my ass bulged out. I couldn’t help but admire my new body.
“Strong and still so irresistible. Just look at that ass.” I was wet just looking at it.

Going upstairs I was a little shocked to find a woman playing with herself in the hallway.
“Umm, are you okay there ma’am?”
“Must… touch. Titties…bigger.”
It seemed that the cleaner had found my desire orb and been transformed.
“Oops, guess I should fix you.”
“Hell no! My husband will love this!”

After a couple days staying, Ross had left in a whole new body of his own design.
“Don’t you wanna put some clothes on before you go?”
“And deprive everyone of seeing my glorious tits? No way. Also, might wanna repair the sexbot hehe. I worked that thing to breaking point.”
“More work for me then.”

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“There. Happy now your highness?”
I didn’t expect to be wrapped up by her muscular arms.
“Yes! I love it! Thank you sissy!”
As she released me I noticed she’d stole the remote with a smirk.
“Now you can work, and I can have my fun without you!”
“Uh oh.”
She pointed the remote at herself and began.

“Okay, one more thing!”
“Full of requests today aren’t ya? I’m a busy woman! I’ve got other things to work on!”
“Come on! It’s just… the sex bot is so buff, it can go for hours and I get tired… make me buff?”
With a button press her abs would become toned as she’d bulk up hair turning orange.

Later on he came downstairs, dripping with sweat.
“Looks like someone had fun!”
She giggled nervously.
“Maybe! I was wondering though! I love your hair! Could mine maybe be that colour? It’s so pretty!”
I rolled my eyes, but did as requested, turning her hair a crimson red with a smile.
“Thanks!”

“Whatcha doing!”
“Just making some small adjustments next.”
“Fun! I’m gonna go upstairs and uhhh…”
“You’re gonna use the sex bot again aren’t you?”
“Yep! See ya later sis!”
I could hear his moans echoing through the halls as I smiled, knowing my experiment was going successfully. Now, what next?

He sighed, slowly coming to terms with what I was doing.
“Having a mad scientist for a sister always keeps life interesting I suppose.”
“Now you’re getting it! Embrace the babe-ness!”
“Pretty sure babe-ness isn’t a word.”
“Don’t question the controller.”
I locked off his mind next, for his sake…

“Right. Huge tits. What’s next?”
He clutched them in his hands, I couldn’t help but laugh as he moaned, not expecting his nipples to be so sensitive. He frowned again before trying to put on a crop top.
“Well next comes the ass!”
Sitting down, he’d feel his ass plumping up beneath him, nipples hard.