In the backhalls of ‘Deal With the Devil’, a new and wondrous magical game show where each member of the winning team can make a wish, the various contestants talked among themselves as they waited for their after show interviews. “Tyler, dude,” a cute goth girl complained as she staggered out of the VIP room, “I need you to stop moving man.” She was wearing a black sleeveless sweater which put her prominent and huge breasts on display for everyone to see. Despite the fact that she was standing still, using the wall for support as her legs wobbled, her breasts bounced and swayed causing her to wince and writhe as they moved. “I don’t care that you’re upset! You used your wish to ‘turn me into a submissive woman with large and sensitive tits’ and the game runners said I couldn’t undo your wish.” Her tits bounced aggressively within her sweater, nearly reaching the goth girl's face. “How was I supposed to know you’d make my tits bigger and more sensitive!? I just wanted you to also suffer from how sensitive they were!” Her breasts calmed down for a moment, letting the poor girl finally recompose herself. “Look, this sucks for both of us but you started it. So let's just move on with our lives and try to adapt to our situation.”

She took a few steps away from the wall, hoping to just leave this game show behind them when Tyler began throwing another tantrum. Swaying his breast bodies any which way he could as if he wanted free from his bra and sweater confines. “Nngh~” Avery froze in place as her sensitive breasts rubbed wildly against her clothes, causing her to collapse onto her knees. “Dude~! I’ll let you out when we get home~! Just please behave~!” But her friend now tits didn’t care. They continued to writhe and shake in sheer defiance as their friend trembled in pleasure in the hallway, in front of the other contestants. “Tyler, stop~!” Her hands shot between her supple thighs, resting atop her jeans as arousal built up in her new vagina. “I’m gonna~”

“Are you alright?” One of their fellow contestants, a tall young-man with short and messy brown hair, extended his hand out to Avery. Avery’s eyes welled in embarrassed panic as she was brought to her first orgasm as a woman, all because her sentient tits wouldn’t behave until they got home.

“Ah~ Don’t look~!” Tears welled up in her eyes as she violently trembled. She could no longer stay on her knees as she fell forward, almost colliding with the hall's cold floor if that young man hadn’t been there to catch her. “Hah~ Hah-”

“Easy there. You must be the winner if you came outta the VIP room. Where's your friend gone off too?” The young man’s eyes were gentle and sincere as he helped Avery back to her feet. “Oh! Where’s my manners? I’m Trent. My team got eliminated during the semi-finals.”

“Avery- And my bastard friend is still here.” She panted as she attempted to catch her breath. She could tell that she was blushing in embarrassment from the heat that emanated from her cheeks. 

“Avery. That’s a cute name.” He walked Avery over to a nearby bench and helped her onto it. “If you won, what'd you wish for? It seems like something is unusual about… you?” Trent sat down next to her and looked her body up and down in an almost innocent way as he asked his question.

“My bastard friend turned me into a woman with sensitive breasts.” As she spoke Tyler began thrashing from within his bra causing stifled moans to escape Avery's lips. “Nngh~ SO I used my wish to get back at him… He’s my tits and he’s being a sore loser right now~!”

“I’m sorry to hear that ma- I mean dude. SOunds like your wishes kind of got wasted.” Trent couldn’t keep his eyes off of her breasts which bounced and jiggled all on their own.

“Ah~ Tell me about it~” She arched her back to stove off some of the new pleasure she was being forced to feel. She couldn’t tell if it was her wildly bouncing tits, her embarrassment, the innocent or sweet boy in front of her, or her post orgasm euphoria but the sensations of her breasts hopping wildly on her chest felt somehow more intense.

“I mean… If your friend won’t behave we could try to train him to be obedient. Especially if he’s hindering your new body.”

“What do you mean~?”

“I mean…” Trent averted his eyes from Avery and rubbed the back of his neck. “If he’s your boobs he needs to behave himself and if he’s too much trouble I could maybe help you with that.”

“Are you offering to train my boobs~?” ALthough a strange offer she found that something in her wanted to accept it. Something in her wanted for this innocent and sweet young man to take charge and set her friend in his place.

“I mean… I’m a boy scout- or was one. I could tie you up- er so you don’t hurt yourself. And we could show your friend that he needs to behave for the both of you.” Trent stammered over his words as his blush deepened to an almost crimson red. “Only if you want to- I mean-”

God this guy was an adorable dork. Avery wanted, no- needed this blubbering idiot to take her as his own. “Sure~ hah~ As long as my AH~ My friend behaves and you let me reward you~” If he didn’t want to make her his, she’d surely at least make this cute dork hers.