A better go of love

You feel a twitching in your chest, your tits move along with it, and it stops. "That's odd..." You mumble. Then they expand. Only another size, but...

You dream about it three minutes later, and a godess of some sort contacts you.

"I have enchanted those clothes so that foolish men who ignore that box of my gift shall end up wearing those clothes. They are enchanted with a curse... The curse of the breast. Any man who wears them shall be turned into a woman, and her breasts shall enlarge one size at a time, every night at midnight. Either you die to have them stop growing, or give in to them. Either way, you lose, toots."

'Lose? How can I lose by accepting them?' You think. Then the dream's over, and...........

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The godess put a other spell on you

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