Chapter 1: Introduction
Jack face lit up by the"people switch" app, his eyes lock on to it wondering how it works.
His curiosity piqued, he clicked "Accept" without reading the terms and conditions. A little box popped up with the words "Human Editor: Take a Picture of Subject then Type to Edit". It was a strange app, but Jack was always one to take a risk, and this looked like a fun one.
He snapped a picture of the old man sitting across from him on the bus, just to test it out. The app processed the image, and Jack typed in "Make him dance like a fool." Sure enough, the old man started to gyrate and flail his arms, drawing the attention of the entire bus. Jack chuckled, slightly shocked but mostly amused. He typed in "Stop," and the old man froze, then resumed his normal posture, none the wiser.
Jack couldn't help but to mess with the old man some more, and see what else the app could do.
He typed in, "Make him want a nice pair of tits," and watched as the old man looked down at his chest.
He grunted in confusion, clearly uncomfortable with his newfound desire. Jack laughed, a wicked gleam in his eye. He was hooked.
Back at his dorm, Jack spent hours experimenting with the app. He edited his reflection to have abs of steel, then made his roommate's nose bleed when he insulted Jack's new physique. He edited the campus security guard to fall asleep on duty, then laughed as he walked past unmolested.
But it was Sarah, his landlady, who truly tested the app's limits. She was always a stern woman, always ready to lay down the law. Jack decided to change that.
He waited until Sarah was alone in the house, then snuck in through the back door. She was in the kitchen, baking cookies, as always. He snapped a picture, then typed, "Make her fall head over heels in love with me."
He waited, watching as she pulled the cookies out of the oven. She turned to him, her eyes meeting his. They widened, her breath hitched, and she dropped the tray of cookies onto the floor with a clatter.
"Jack," she breathed, her voice thick with lust. "I... I never realized how much I wanted you."
Jack smirked, feeling a rush of power. He stepped closer, his eyes roaming over her body. "Is that so?"
She nodded, her chest heaving. "Yes. I want you so bad, Jack.
You don't even know." Sarah's voice was a low, sultry growl as she reached out to touch his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles through his shirt.
"I think I do," Jack replied, his voice cool and confident. He took a step closer, crowding her against the counter. "But I want to see it. I want to feel it."
Sarah let out a soft moan, her eyes never leaving his. "Yes," she whispered. "Anything you want."
Jack smirked, his hands moving to the hem of her shirt. He pulled it up and over her head, revealing her lacy bra.
He ran his fingers along the edge, feeling the delicate fabric against his skin. "Nice," he murmured, before unhooking it with a quick flick of his fingers.
Sarah's breath hitched, her breasts spilling out. She didn't move to cover herself, instead watching him with hungry eyes. Jack smiled, his hands cupping her full breasts. "Fuck, you're beautiful," he growled, his thumbs circling her nipples, making them harden under his touch.
Sarah moaned, her head falling back, giving him better access. Jack took advantage.
He then typed, "give her huge milky tits" into the Human Editor app while still gripping her breasts.
The air around them morphed, a shimmering distortion that made Sarah's breasts grow larger, heavier, in his hands.
Her gasps turned into soft moans as she felt the change, her eyes fluttering closed. Jack watched, amazed and turned on, as her breasts swelled to enormous proportions, her nipples stretching and darkening.
"Fuck, Sarah," Jack breathed, his cock straining against his jeans. "You're fucking gorgeous."
Sarah's eyes opened, and she looked down at her new assets with a mix of awe and lust. "They feel so... so full," she murmured, her hands moving to cup them. "And they ache for you, Jack.They ache for your touch, your mouth," Sarah said, her voice a sultry purr.
She pushed her chest out, offering herself to him. Jack didn't need to be told twice. He leaned down, his mouth capturing one of her nipples. He sucked hard, drawing a loud moan from Sarah's lips. He bit down gently, making her cry out.
"Fuck, Jack," she gasped, her hands fisting in his hair, holding him in place. "Harder. I want it harder."
Jack complied, his teeth sinking further into her flesh. He could feel her heart racing, her body trembling. He switched to the other breast, giving it the same treatment.
Soon her nipples give gushing milk sweet delicious in jacks mouth.
Jack groaned, the taste of her filling his mouth. It was sweet, thick, and intoxicating. He looked up at Sarah, his eyes filled with a primal hunger. "Fuck, you taste amazing," he growled.
Sarah's eyes were glazed over with lust, her body aching for more. "I'm yours, Jack. All of me. Take it."
Jack grinned, his hands moving to the button of her jeans. He unbuttoned them slowly, teasingly, his fingers brushing against her heated skin. Sarah squirmed, trying to rush him, but Jack held her steady, his eyes never leaving hers.
Slowly, torturously, he pushed her jeans down, revealing her black lace thong. He could see the wet spot already forming, the scent of her arousal filling the air.
"Fuck, Sarah," Jack breathed, his voice hoarse with desire. "You're so fucking wet for me, but maybe we give u more accents" He typed into the Human Editor app, "make her ass thicker and her pussy puffy."
The shimmering distortion returned, this time wrapping around Sarah's hips and ass. Jack watched as her ass grew rounder, firmer, her thighs thickening to match. Her pussy lips swelled and puffed out, glistening with her juices.
Jack could see the pink folds peeking out from her thong, begging for his touch. He reached out, his fingers tracing the edge of her panties, feeling the heat radiating from her.
Sarah let out a whimper, her hips bucking slightly, seeking more contact. Jack chuckled, his fingers slipping underneath the fabric. He found her clit, already hard and swollen, and gave it a quick pinch.
"Fuck!" Sarah screamed, her body convulsing. "More, Jack. I need more."
Jack grinned, his fingers delving deeper, parting her folds.
He found her entrance, wet and willing. He pushed one finger inside, a low growl escaping him as he felt her tight heat clamp down.
"Fuck, Sarah," he muttered, his thumb circling her clit. "You're so fucking tight."
Sarah's head fell back, her eyes rolling as she took in the sensation. "Yes," she moaned. Please, more."
Jack added another finger, stretching her slowly, his thumb picking up the pace on her clit. He could feel her juices coating his fingers, could see her pussy lips glistening in the light.
He slid in a third finger, and Sarah cried out, her body tensing as he stretched her.
"That's it, Sarah," Jack growled, his voice low and dominating. "Take my fingers. Take all of me."
He began to fuck her with his fingers, his thumb working her clit in tight, fast circles. Sarah's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her body moving in time with his hand.
"God, Jack," she moaned. "I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come all over your hand."
Jack chuckled, a dark and wicked sound. "Not yet, you're not.
You come when I tell you to, understand?" Jack commanded, his voice harsh and demanding. Sarah's eyes flew open, her body trembling on the edge of orgasm, but she nodded, her lips parted and panting.
Jack picked up the pace, his fingers pumping in and out of her with a wet, sloppy sound. He could feel her juices dripping down her thighs, could smell her arousal filling the air. He wanted to taste her, to feel her come in his mouth.
He withdrew his fingers, making Sarah whimper in protest. "On your knees," he ordered, his voice cold and calculated.
Sarah immediately complied, her body shaking with anticipation and need. Jack hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his jeans and pushed them down, his cock springing free. It was hard and thick, the tip already glistening with precum.
Jack types: "can deep throat any and her lip get vary puffy" He watched as Sarah's lips morphed, swelling and turning a dark shade of red. Her tongue lolled out, eager and ready.
"Fucking hell, Sarah," Jack growled, his voice thick with lust. "Look at that mouth. It's fucking perfect."
He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her forward, his cock pressing against her lips. Sarah opened her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick the tip. Jack groaned, his hips bucking slightly.
"That's it, Sarah. Show me what that mouth can do."
He pushed in, feeling the heat of her mouth envelop him.
Sarah opened her throat, taking him in deeper, her nose pressing against his stomach. Jack felt her tongue swirl around his shaft, her lips sucking tight.
"Fuck, Sarah, that's it," Jack groaned, his head falling back. "Take my cock, you fucking slut. Take it all."
Sarah moaned, the vibrations sending shivers down Jack's spine. She took him deeper, until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. Jack could feel the back of her throat, could feel her struggle to breathe. He held her head in place, his hips moving, fucking her face.
He could feel her saliva dripping down his shaft, her throat convulsing around him as she gagged and swallowed. He groaned, the sensation driving him wild.
"Fucking take it, Sarah. Take my cock like a good little slut," he growled, his fingers tightening in her hair.
Sarah moaned around him, her eyes watering as she took him deeper still. Jack could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat, could feel her struggle to accommodate him. You're fucking perfect," he praised, his voice thick with lust.
"How does it feel, Sarah? Having my cock down your throat?"
Sarah made a muffled sound, her eyes watering as she nodded eagerly. Jack smiled, a wicked curve of his lips. He began to thrust, slow and deep, fucking her face with long, deliberate strokes.
"Fuck, Sarah. Your throat feels so fucking good. Tight and hot and wet. Just like your cunt, I bet. You're such a fucking slut for me, aren't you?"
Sarah moaned again, her hands gripping his thighs for support as he used her mouth.
"Yes, Jack.
I'm your dirty little slut. Use me. Fuck my mouth. Fuck my pussy. I'm yours," Sarah managed to gasp out between breaths, her words coming out muffled and slurred around his cock.
Jack's grip on her hair tightened, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of her throat with increasing speed and force. "Fuck yes, you are. You're my filthy little whore, aren't you? Say it."
Sarah's eyes rolled back, her body trembling with each thrust. I'm your filthy little whore. I live to please you.