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Ms. April 2nd: April Has AUNTS!
🕑 Added 2023-04-21 13:00:05 +0000 UTCTrigger #108: "Grapes of the Wine" ie "The Wine Aunt Wine".
Individual/Phenomenon Class: A brand of Wine produced by MOM that TG's and ages anyone who drinks it into perfect Aunt age.
Transformation Type: TG, Milfication, Auntification, Age Progression, Weight Gain, Breast and Ass Expansion, Mental Changes, Reality Rewrites.
Threat Level: Varies. Yet another transformational product by the megalomaniacal magical megacorp MOM. For some eggs it's a lifesaver, to actually cis people, a very sexy curse. Results may vary.
Subject: Carmalita "Karma" Vázquez, 40, F, formerly Carlos Vázquez, 20, AMAB.
The following is a biographical account of events based on the subject's own testimonies and several eyewitness accounts.
"Stupid fucking heels. UGH!"
Karma growled as she plopped her newly fattened ass on her couch. Her feet were killing her, but she was too lazy (and couldn't see past or reach over the massive new milk udders under her shirt) to take the uncomfortable footwear off properly, so she just sighed and picked at the straps with her feet, trying to pull them off with the least effort possible.
"All I said was 'you used to be cool! I didn't expect you to buy into all this 'stay-at-home mom' crap! FUCK!", Karma growled as she reached under her tight yellow shirt and began undo-ing her bra.
All Karma wanted was to go out drinking with her big sister, Sofia, just like they used to. But ever since Sofia graduated college, got hitched, and popped out two rugrats, she'd been such a drag! And Karma tried to tell her as much! Well it turns out Sofia must have taken exception to that, because the wine she gifted Karma shot her up twenty years, 8 cup sizes, and 150 extra pounds! When she walked, it felt like she was wearing one of those inflatable sumo suits, with an extra large pair of water balloons stuffed under her shirt! So many new curves rubbing up against each other, barely contained by the tight clothes her new mental programming forced her to wear! Thick, gaudy makeup was smeared all over her face, and all of the cheap gold jewelry she kept on her jingled like car keys with the slightest movement or hand gesture! Worse still, she was even older than her older sister was now! She looked like she was almost old enough to be their MOM!
After her startling transformation, Sofia had joked that "You got your wish! Now that my kids have their "Auntie Carmalita" to look after them, I'll have plenty of time to go out and party! I guess Karma's a bitch, and now, so are YOU!" She left to go to the club while Auntie "Karma" had to spend the night chasing her niece and nephew around in four inch heels and mom jeans. Sofia said she'd only be gone for four hours, but she sure took her sweet ass time coming back!
She didn't question how she was able to snap the three strained hooks off and slip the uncomfortable contraption down her arms and out her left shirt sleeve. She sighed as her massive tits sank and rubbed against her pudgy arms, the knot that had formed in her back since they grew in aching again. She took a second to massage them, feeling the indents from the old bra that was probably one or two sizes two small for her age. "Fuck, I thought these things had finally stopped growing after high school... fuck, now I'm remembering things wrong again..." 40 years of being Carmalita Vázquez, memories of her first period, her quinceañera, old ex boyfriends, and college sorority parties, were squished up against only 20 years of being Carlos Vázquez in her skull. She hadn't lost her sense of self, but someone had certainly misplaced it, just like the TV remote she pulled out from under her massive ass. Despite her best efforts, "Carmalita" found herself acting just like a stereotypical wine aunt. Dancing to cringey 80's music, swaying her hips and shaking her bingo wings, embarrassing her niece and nephew by trying to be the "cool, hip" aunt. Forgetting the difference between a "Mintendo" and a "Z-Box" and buying them the wrong thing. Waving her hands around like she was speaking in semaphore. Any attempt to suppress these urges only made them come out even stronger. It was all so mortifying.
She was just glad to be home now. With great effort, her old muscles having recently turned to jelly, she popped open a bottle of wine and poured herself a nice, tall glass to relax herself. The warm libations loosened up her aching shoulders and back muscles. The wine dulled her headache and slowed her anxious thoughts into a slur until she was a nice, dumb, round marshmallow melting into her couch. She couldn't help but put on "Extreme Housewives of Sala City". It was a trashy reality TV show where women twice her age that looked half her age argued about stupid shit like PTA meetings and bake sales and whatever the fuck a cotillion was.
And Karma loved every second of it.
Getting invested in the drama, the scandals, the petty villainy, however fake or contrived, was so enticing to Karma. She couldn't peel her eyes away. She'd downed the rest of the bottle before the first episode had even ended. Her head was a nice, warm swirl, too light to think of anything heavier than a feather.
In the show, the girls took one of their friends to a male strip club for her bachelorette party. The funny thing was, it wasn't even the musclebound, bodybuilding dancers inside that got Karma's attention. It was the bouncer, older, heavier, a much more average looking man by comparison. It was how his tight black tee shirt wrapped around his wide shoulders and pecs. How his muscles bulged ever so slightly and cut into his sleeves as he folded his hairy arms. The way his thick beard twitched with the wry little smirk he gave the camera as he waved the ladies in. And it was how she could see the outline of his thick cock pressed up against the crotch of his work jeans.
Fuck.
FUCK.
Karma could feel it in her stomach, like a tea kettle boiling on a stove. The heat dripped down into her loins, then down further into her panties. She closed her eyes and let out a puff of hot air, like steam from a spout. She ran her perfectly manicured hands down and around the new curves of her chest, waist, and hips. Her long, painted nails were more like claws, and they had gotten in her way all day as she tried to push buttons and text on her phone, but right now, she didn't care. She needed those fingers inside her.
She finally managed to kick off her heels, feet still throbbing, and after an agonizing minute or two of struggle, managed to pull her panties and her not-so-skinny jeans down and around her very aunt-like ass. Her breaths were getting hotter and faster, and her heartbeat even more so. She traced the edges of her labia with her fingernail. Pulsating pleasure twanged through her like the pluck of a guitar string. She circled her clit for a while, before she finally took the plunge.
She imagined the bouncer, smirking and winking at her, just like in the show. She imagined ditching the club and going home with him instead, somewhere quiet, secluded, private. Safe.
She imagined pressing her soft, padded chest into his firm, barrel-like torso. His arms wrapping around her, safe and warm, tracing her body with desire, with intent. His breathing would get more ragged as they took their clothes off, slowly, intimately, like unwrapping a present. He'd breathe into her ear, whisper alllllll of the dirty, disgusting things he wanted to do to her, all of the things she wanted to be done to her. He'd be so hard it would be like touching a hot iron rod. He'd press her down against the bed, gently kiss her lips and the crook of her neck. Then, just as the anticipation was driving her crazy, only when her thick, stumpy legs started to squirm with impatience, would he mercifully guide his member into her sopping wet pussy and-
"AAAAAAAHHHHNNNNN!!!!"
Atoms split inside Karma's brain. She flopped onto her back, a hot, sweaty mess. She couldn't even see her toes passed her chest from this angle, but she didn't care. As the pleasure continued to rock her body in waves, there was a sudden moment of clarity, like the eye of a storm.
Maybe... maybe Sofia didn't TAKE twenty years away from me... maybe she actually GAVE me twenty more. I mean, I'm alot better off now than I was yesterday. I skipped all the hard parts! Graduated college, got a good job, a rockin' bachelorette pad, and an even more rockin' bachelorette bod...
Plus, that was the best orgasim I've had since... well, since EVER! And that wasn't even SEX! Imagine how that would feel with a dick in m- uh, I mean, imagine how that would feel for real...
Maybe being an old, horny hag won't be so bad after all...
Karma decided to apologize to Sofia in the morning. She hadn't understood just how good her sister had it! Maybe Karma could learn a thing or two from her big-er, well, now technically LITTLE, sis. Maybe she'd settle down, find a nice guy- er, OR GIRL... have a few kids... and make Sofia into the new wine aunt!
Yeaahhhh, that's what she'd do! Make her sister an aunt, too!
Just to get back at her, of course.
No other reason...
From the desk of
Mira Alcott
Head-Mistress of Transformations
(Special thanks to CosmicChangeling for the suggestion, to my Test Readers, and to all of you for your support!)
Comments
Chanclancha
This is easily one of my favorite stories of yours! That was an entertaining read! I liked that it skipped past the transformation and instead focused on how she was adjusting to the extra weight mentally and physically - losing the remote under her ass was a relatable touch.
Muffin Mythos
We need to make every month a MILF month. TwT
Actrus
First, I want to see more about that Extreme Housewives of Sala City serie 😂 Second, while it's good the majority of your characters are eggs, it's cool time to time like this one to have no eggs transformation. It's grear she was able to see the good sides because losing 20 years is kinda harsh haha
Smoke Midlands
The Grapes of Arath
Kitsuie
“This merlot was aged in the finest caverns down in the tomb of the ancients… so WHY AM I NOW A GIRL?!?! (I mean I’m not complaining…)”
A Sad Fat Dragon with No Friends
Now time for May has Gays right?
Violet Velvet
I see, thank you for clarifying this! I wish you the best of luck in your fight against CORPORATE. Also have a lovely day Mira <3
James Plowman
Glad I could help 😇
The Transformistress
Good point! Thanks for catching that!
James Plowman
You forgot to add ‘reality altering’ to the side effects. After all, if she graduated from college and got a job that she didn’t have before, reality would have to be altered to accept those changes right?
The Transformistress
It's a little bit of both, tbh. There's a good amount of genuine, well meaning scientists under their employ, like Dr. Lovelace, the inventor of the PINK pill, and then a lot of sorcerers and alchemists. There's some overlap between science and magic too. However all those good intentions are gone by the time any product goes through CORPORATE.
TashaTheWitchQueen
Hmm but I thought most of M.O.Ms gender product breakthroughs were science based? Maybe they also have sorcerers in their employ?
The Transformistress
Fortunately or unfortunately, reality editing is far simpler and far more common than you'd expect. It has its limits sure, and a fair few criteria must be met, but rewriting reality in small, relatively mundane ways is very common for the strongest of sorcerers.
StarGazer
Genius move, love it.
Violet Velvet
That's one hell of a transformation! I'm glad that she ended up liking the changes in the end! Question: Did the actual events in the world get changed too or was it only her memories that changed? And if reality was changed as well, then M.O.M must have a lot more power at their disposal that I'd previously thought.
TashaTheWitchQueen
Wow Karma is a super sexy aunt! The story for this was also fantastic, love the description of Karma getting worked up! She’s a mature curvy cutie and a great aunt to her nieces and nephews 💕. Also love her logic of making her sister become an aunt, just for revenge of course not to have some cuties of her own 🥰. Great work Mira! #AprilhasAunts
