Deleted Scenes: Mummified Remains - Ch. 04

Author's Note: 

I've had to scrap a lot of Mummified Remains Ch. 04 since I realized I wanted to take the series a slight different direction. However, I still think these scenes have value and since we're about a week or more out from the next chapter being released, I figured I would give you guys something to tie you over. Hope you enjoy! 

Kelsey Alvarez stepped into her master’s apartment and locked eyes on a gorgeous brunette reading in the corner. The pretty young woman looked up at Kelsey and then at Beverly Watson was her real name, and smiled.

“You made a new friend,” the woman said.

Kelsey looked the woman over and felt a sudden and jarring desire overcome her. She strode into the room, took the woman in her arms, and kissed her square on the lips. Kelsey felt the woman freeze for a moment as a glimmer of remaining inhibition tugged at her mind. Then, Kelsey felt the resistance collapse as the woman kissed her back.

Without skipping a beat, Kelsey slipped her hand up and cradled the woman’s large breast, relishing the weight of softness. Kelsey wondered if this woman’s tits had grown from exposure to their master’s seed just as hers had. They were too big and lovely to seem natural.

After nearly a minute, Kelsey reluctantly forced herself to pull away from the woman’s embrace, feeling the need to acknowledge her new master. Then she looked her kissing partner in the eyes and smiled. She was going to enjoy sharing her Beverly with this one.

Kelsey thought of Beverly Watson as her master because it seemed like the only possible moniker that fit. The woman was so intensely powerful with her strong, muscular build and that enormous love shaft she had dangling between her legs. It had been over an hour since Beverly had pulled that thick cock out of Kelsey’s dripping pussy, but the girl could still feel the organ working on her mind.

Beverly Watson stepped up to both her young concubines and gently stroked them as if they were her pets.

“I’m glad you two get along so well. Annie, meet Kelsey. Kelsey, meet Annie.”

“It’s a pleasure,” Kelsey said, once again eyeing Annie’s luscious breasts.

Annie nodded breathlessly. Apparently, Kelsey had pushed the woman’s buttons just right.

“It’s been a long day,” Beverly Watson said. “I’m going to take a shower. Do either of you care to join me?”

“Of course!” Annie said, stepping forward so that she was positioned next to Beverly.

In that moment, the dynamic of the room shifted as Kelsey realized something. She would always be competing for her master’s affection - a competition that would only grow tighter as time went on. What Beverly had done to Kelsey could be done to any woman. There would be other girls soon enough.

“I want to come too,” Kelsey said.

Her master smiled and shook her head.

“There’s only room for two. Besides, I had fun with you earlier.”

Anger blossomed like a black rose in Kelsey’s heart. She didn’t just want to be fucked. She had questions. She wanted to know more about this freakish turn of events. She had embraced this new darkness, but that didn’t mean she understood it.

Fine,” Kelsey said.

She watched Beverly and Annie saunter off to the bathroom of the small apartment with subdued rage. Kelsey didn’t like sharing.

As a distraction the girl stepped up to a mirror in the living room area and looked at her reflection. She was prettier than before. Her skin was a little paler and perfectly smooth. Her face had shifted slightly in a dozen different ways that granted her immense beauty - and it was a dark beauty. Her brown eyes glittered in a way that they hadn’t before, emphasized by long, black lashes. Her incisors were sharper and longer, giving her a feral, animalistic look when she smiled. They weren’t quite fangs, but they still made her look a little threatening.

Kelsey stepped back and smiled as her breasts came into view. If she had been big before her transformation, she was huge now. Cleavage bulged out of her tank top to an obscene degree. What’s more, a simple touch to her chest sent incredible shivers down her spine. Her girls had never been so sensitive.

Thinking of the incredible power that transformed her filled her with equal parts wonder and envy. Kelsey mused at what it must feel like to be her master with that huge cock. That penis brimming with the power to corrupt and transform. She wondered what Beverly and Annie were doing in the shower. She imagined her master filling the buxom, lusty brunette with that huge cock and nearly sank to her knees from the pleasure it gave her.

There would be other women. More competition, sure, but there was a little thrill in being able to watch her master taint innocent flesh. That was an incredible ability - one that Kelsey wanted to wield to some degree. She had looked into Annie O’Neil’s eyes and seen a girl adrift in a sea of lust. A girl that failed to fully recognize the power of her master.

But Kelsey recognized it. Kelsey understood because she had felt that power work on her, bringing her to revelation. Her entire young life had been spent trying to please others with the hopes of filling a hole in her heart. There had been the father that was never present, the mother always hovering over her, and the endless parade of boys that only ever saw her as a pretty face and a pair of tits. Always yearning, always lusting, always fucking - anything to fill that hole just a little.

Beverly Watson had done for Kelsey what years of boys had never managed - she had filled that hole. She filled it not with love or appreciation, but with raw desire so powerful it had reshaped Kelsey’s very soul.

Now Kelsey wanted to serve her master and pay her back for what she had given her. And if Kelsey got her rocks off from serving her? All the better.

“I will be her Queen,” Kelsey said to her reflection. “She can have any woman she wants, but I’ll be the one she listens to.”

Kelsey listened and heard the muffled sounds of moans coming from down the hall. That was fine. Let Annie get fucked. She didn’t appreciate Beverly Watson’s power and this was good. It meant she would be nothing but a pleasant little distraction.

Kelsey began to undress, revealing her big tits to the cool air of the apartment. It was so freeing to be naked - Kelsey had always thought so.

Minutes passed and finally, the shower came to an end. When the bathroom door opened, Kelsey was waiting for her master.

Beverly Watson and Annie O’Neil were both naked. In the nude, Annie’s body was even more impressive. It lacked the sleek, curvaceous perfection Kelsey now possessed, instead showing a softer, fuller sexuality. The girl’s breasts were to die for. However, Kelsey was a woman on a mission.

Kelsey took her master’s cock in her hands, taking a moment to feel the massive organ throb in her palm. A dribble of dark cum leaked from the tip, the only remaining evidence of the debauchery Beverly and Annie had engaged in.

“Bedroom, now,” Kelsey said.

The fires of lust erupted in Beverly Watson’s eyes and before Kelsey knew it, she was being dragged to her master’s bedroom. With superhuman ease, Beverly Watson lifted Kelsey and tossed her onto the bed before crawling on top of her. Behind the two of them, Annie stumbled into the room like a lost little puppy. That was fine, she could watch.

Kelsey wanted nothing more than to have her master’s bulging cock in her pussy again, but she also had a mission. She needed to be her master’s right hand.

So Kelsey grabbed the bulging cock as it was shoved towards her pussy.

“Not yet,” Kelsey said.

Beverly glared at her.

“Excuse you?”

So angry and pushy. Kelsey liked this side of Beverly a great deal.

“I just have a few questions,” Kelsey answered.

“Sex first, questions later,” Beverly snapped.

Kelsey ignored her master and twisted around such that the massive cock bobbed just above her head. She opened her mouth and suckled on the fat glans of the penis, licking away the last droplets of her master’s load. It tasted surprisingly sweet to Kelsey, unlike any cum she had tasted before. Meanwhile, she cupped her master’s testicles, enjoying their weight in the palms of her hands.

Beverly Watson let out a deep groan, her impatience sated for a little bit.

“So has this always been here?” Kelsey asked, giving the cock a light pump.

“You’re really intent on asking these questions,” Beverly answered breathlessly.

“I just want to know about you, master.”

“Master?”

Kelsey shrugged and then took Beverly’s cock into her mouth again. As Kelsey did so, the woman shuddered, her cock spewing a little bit of precum. Kelsey lapped up the fluid, enjoying its sweet taste.

“It seems like the right thing to call you. Anyways, answer my question. What is a beautiful woman like you doing with a manly thing like this?”

Kelsey licked the underside of the tremendous cock, causing her master to yelp in pleasure. If there was one thing Kelsey gained from years of daddy issues and desperation, it was the ability to pleasure. Beverly was the master - Kelsey could feel the woman’s tremendous power working on her psyche even then, but that wasn’t the whole story. Kelsey had her own tricks.

“You’re awful curious. I think I like that,” Beverly said. “If you must know, it used to be a mummified artifact until it decided hitching a ride on me was more fun. Any more questions?”

Kelsey nodded and took her master’s cock even deeper into her mouth, feeling the hot, bulbous head press against her uvula. She fought against her gag reflex, knowing she had to keep the pleasure flowing if she wanted to have this talk. From the animalistic moans and groans coming out of Beverly’s mouth, Kelsey could tell she was enjoying it.

“So what did you want with my annoying little roommate?” Kelsey asked.

Kelsey giggled and began to stroke her master’s cock at a modest pace. She needed to give the woman enough pleasure - but not too much. Not so much that she came or went nuts.

“I want to fuck her,” Beverly said.

“Sure, but I bet you feel that way about most girls you see now. This thing is awfully hungry.”

Kelsey licked the head of Beverly’s dick like a lollipop.

“This thing. It wants your roommate. She’s special,” Beverly said. “That’s what it tells me.”

Kelsey raised an eyebrow and laughed out loud.

“It talks to you?”

Beverly shrugged.

“Sort of. Are we going to fuck or are we going to talk?”

“You have all night to fuck me, master. I just want to learn a few things first.”

Beverly pushed Kelsey onto her back and thrust herself against the girl’s entrance. Kelsey gasped as she felt the lumbering organ push inside of her. The second time around, it didn’t hurt to be impaled, but it was still a lot to take in.

“If I’m your master,” Beverly said. “Then I get to decide when we fuck and when we talk.”

Kelsey felt her mind shutting down as the throbbing dick inside her pussy took control. Her skin burned and begged to be touched. It wouldn’t take long for her to lose herself completely, but she tried to stay focused.

“I can help you get Miranda. She’s not too bright. It’ll be easy.”

“Good,” Beverly cooed.

“I can help you get her little friend too. The blonde.”

Beverly let out a primal howl, her thrusting growing erratic and wild.

“Oh God yes!”

Kelsey joined the woman, creating a chorus of debauched lust in the small bedroom. All the while, Annie watched, fascinated. In watching the girl, Kelsey had figured her out. Like Kelsey, Annie had been tainted by her exposure to Beverly’s cock, but unlike Kelsey, Annie hadn’t embraced that darkness. It had been forced into her soul like an injection, darkening everything, but leaving it in relatively the same form. Instead, Kelsey had embraced her new darkness completely and that was what made her stronger.

“Yes master! I’ll give you everything you could ever want!”

Of course, Kelsey was lying. She hated the idea of the shrew being brought into the fold. Hated more the idea that the shrew was special in some way. She would happily deliver the little blonde to her master, however. Just thinking of Beverly railing that poor thing with her massive cock made Kelsey want to drool.

Miranda was a different story. There would be no competing with the shrew.

Suddenly, Beverly came. Kelsey felt a torrential blast of liquid heat in her depths and screamed out in pleasure. She had spent her entire life seeking this without realizing it. It wasn’t about the sex. It was about being needed - and her master needed her. She would help Beverly Watson grow. Already, the cock had granted Beverly Watson so much power, but Kelsey knew the woman’s true potential was so much greater. She would help her master realize this potential - without the shrew getting in the way.

***

It was a rough night for Miranda Fontana. Lucy’s room was stiflingly hot and all she had for bedding was an extra comforter June had stored away. Still, she held out in her stuffy sweater and sweatpants for most of the night, terrified to reveal her new body. Kelsey’s reaction had been unsettling enough. Then there was the horror of her encounter with Professor Watson.

Besides, how could Miranda ignore the fact that she had spent a considerable part of the last day masturbating about the girl sleeping in the bed next to her - something she had never done before. The last few days had been an endless parade of embarrassment and Miranda didn’t want to add to it by showing off her freakishly transformed body to anyone else. Even a girl she may or may not have feelings for.

Still, Miranda was only human. She reached a breaking point around three in the morning, her body caked in sweat. Her transformation had only made the problem worse. Sweat pooled under Miranda’s large breasts in a way that threatened to drive her insane.

At that point, Miranda reached her limit. In a delirious, half-awake fit, she ripped off her sweater, yanked off her sweatpants, and for good measure added her t-shirt to the pile before climbing under the covers once more. Eventually, sleep found the young woman and her last few hours of darkness were spent in dreamland.

When the sun finally rose, it was June who woke up first. The girl was up at six on the dot, promptly sitting herself down at her desk for a morning video game session. Half an hour later, Lucy woke up and began shuffling around the room, getting ready. Miranda soon followed.

Miranda opened her eyes and sat up, feeling surprisingly refreshed for having gotten only a few hours of sleep. The air in the room was cool and pleasant and seemed to wrap around her like a little bubble of refreshment. Then her moment of peace was shattered.

“Hey Miranda, you’re up. You’re-holy mother of god.”

Miranda stared at the pretty blonde, confused as to why she looked so alarmed. Then she looked down and understood. In an instant, she remembered how she had taken off all of her clothes in a fit during the night. Now she was sitting up, her bulging tits standing out proudly from her chest. Immediately, Miranda covered herself with the comforter, but the damage was already done.

Lucy turned as red as a tomato and stumbled backwards.

“Wuh-wuh-where did those come from?”

"Um, it’s hard to explain,” Miranda said.

Lucy seemed to be trying to look anywhere but Miranda’s direction. She looked genuinely disturbed. Finally, she scampered out of the room, muttering something about needing a shower.

Great, Miranda thought, my own best friend apparently thinks I’m a freak.

Meanwhile, June had paused her game and was staring at Miranda with a dopey smile on her face.

“Boobies,” she said.

“Gee wiz, thanks for that,” Miranda said, rolling her eyes.

It was impossible to get a read on Lucy’s roommate. The girl was so damn weird and introverted that it made Miranda look like a social butterfly.

“Big boobies,” June giggled.

Her eyes were planted on Miranda’s chest.

“Oh shut up,” Miranda said, pulling the covers further up on her body. “And what’s the matter with your roommate?”

June shrugged.

“Maybe she has a crush on you. She talks about you all the time.”

Butterflies erupted inside Miranda’s belly as June said this. She and Lucy were best friends, but still this seemed strange. Miranda hadn’t once considered her best friend having a crush on her.

“What does she say?” Miranda asked.

A mischievous look crossed June’s face.

“Show me your boobies again and I’ll tell you.”

“What? No! Stop being creepy!” Miranda said.

June shrugged and turned away, seemingly unbothered by Miranda’s reaction. Every time Miranda thought the girl couldn’t get any weirder, she did something even more baffling, but this took the cake. It was a totally inappropriate request. Still, Miranda wanted to know what Lucy had to say about her. Besides, she had already done it once. What was another time?

“Fine, I’ll show you my boobs,” Miranda said. “But you have to tell me everything.”

June spun her chair right back around and held up her pink finger.

“I swear!” she said cheerfully.

Cautiously, Miranda lowered the covers, revealing her breasts. The second time was somehow worse than the first. At least then, it had been a surprise. Purposefully revealing herself to another person felt so wrong.

It didn’t help that Miranda’s breasts were so friggin big now. They bulged proudly, obscenely in the cool air of the dorm room, the fat pink nipples standing erect. They seemed far too sexual and womanly to fit with Miranda’s image of herself.

“They’re so big!” June exclaimed.

“Thanks for reminding me,” Miranda said. “They didn’t used to be so freakishly huge.”

“Well duh!” June said. “It’s not like anyone’s born with big boobs.”

“That’s not what I mean. They just got like this a few nights ago.”

June suddenly looked very serious and scampered forward. Miranda could smell the girl - she put off a scent of hand sanitizer mixed with peanut butter. It was an oddly repellent smell.

“Your boobs got big a few nights ago? How?”

Oh God, things have just gone from bad to worse, Miranda thought.

“I don’t know. It’s kind of a long story.”

“I want boobs like that,” June said. It sounded a little less like a statement and more like a demand.

June was as flat-chested as Miranda had been before her remarkable transformation. However, whereas Miranda had always been content with being small, June seemed to desire a fuller chest greatly. Miranda could see it in the girl’s eyes.

Still, there was nothing Miranda could do for June. In the end, it had been the mummified penis that had granted her this new body - a mummified penis that now dangled between Professor Beverly Watson’s legs.

“You were going to tell me what Lucy has been saying?” Miranda said, desperate to change the subject.

June ignored her, maintaining laser focus.

“How did you get so big so fast? Was it surgery? Hormone pills? Did you get fat and then starve yourself?”

“What? No! I don’t know, it just kind of happened, okay? Now what did Lucy say?”

June rolled her eyes and finally relented.

“I think she likes you. She’s always talking about you and how she wants to hang out with you. She’s said you're cute too. Seeing your boobies probably really messed her up.”

Miranda reeled with shock. Never in a million years had she considered that Lucy would like her like that. The girl never shut up about this boy or that. Was it all a cover? Miranda didn’t know how to parse this information.

“Wow,” Miranda said.

June waved the subject away impatiently. She wanted to know more about the boobs and nothing but the boobs.

“Titties,” June said, suddenly poking Miranda’s right breast. The touch sent a shiver through the girl’s body. “How did you get these titties? Tell me everything that happened to you in the last few days.”

“First of all, don’t touch my boobs. Second of all, I don’t know. It was just a freak growth spurt.”

June’s eyes narrowed.

“You’re lying to me. You want to keep your boobies to yourself!”

Miranda’s temper flared up. She was just about done with this little blue-haired creep. She grabbed her large breasts and pushed them together, accentuating their fullness and beauty.

“Yeah June, that’s right. I’m keeping them all to myself!”

Suddenly, the door to the room opened and Lucy walked in, a towel wrapped around her head. She took one look at Miranda’s cupped breasts, turned beet red and ran out of the room, shrieking, “Miranda, for God’s sake, put on a shirt!”