Dream Developments - Part Six

Still struggling to not howl and blubber like an overly emotional teenager I apparently make too much noise, my tear-filled eyes watching as the older woman slowly begins to remove her top, pausing as she sees me.

Her somewhat pudgy fingers grasp at the bottom of a long black night shirt, the hem inching up slowly as it reveals her soft squishy thighs and her hips breedable hips. The waistband of her maroon grannie panties sink into her soft hip cleavage, the supple flesh being easily manipulated by the slightly too small set of underwear.

Her stomach in relatively flat, a slight pouch of flat resting along her abdomen. Silvery jagged marks run around her belly, the stretch marks appearing to shimmer against her other warm and glowing skin.

The dark fabric lifts the heavy chest hidden beneath, the massive sagging mounds rising more and more and likely blocking the woman's sight of her own body beneath her. It's hard to work out who's chest is really bigger between myself and the older woman, the massive drooping milk scas being difficult to compare to my own immensely youthful and perky rack. They may be large sheerly in mass, but their loose and sagging nature combined with the baggy top makes my own bust appear far superior.

As I begin to see the first few glimpses of under boob I yelp in surprise, the older woman jumping in her seat in shock. Her head whips around to stare at me, a set of frightened deep sea green eyes gazing at me from the couch.

Dream Developments - Part Five

 We all watch as the roiling liquid goo comes to rest, the race over here by the forklift driver having churned it up something shocking. As it slowly settles the body within begins to show through clear as day, revealing the sight of a lightly tanned top-heavy brunette, the slender girl giving off 'girl-next-door' and 'popular' vibe.

Long strands of dark brown hair float around the slumbering young woman, the thick and heavy-looking mane of once back-length strands spreading out around the tank like tendrils from what remains beneath her open skull. Her naked body is covered in a light tan, the warm tone of her skin appearing to be her natural complexion as opposed to being the result of time out in the sun.

Dream Developments - Part Four

"There we go" Kimberly coos, the blonde speaking to me from the darkness beyond my closed and desperately sleepy eyes. "Awwww, looks like someone was ready for their nap. We usually have to wait a little longer for this" comes a soft and soothing whisper, Kimberly lowering her voice as I begin to drift off to sleep.

"I just checked your new address. It looks like you'll be housed in one of the nicer seaside apartments by the docks, the views are pretty great up there during a storm.

I open my mouth to say something to the voice coming from the inky blackness beyond my eyelids, though I only manage to let out a gurgling yawn as I let the cup of water tumble to the floor.

I hear a faint metallic click come from beneath me, the sound resonating three more times as I feel something cool press against my wrists. Despite all this I simply find myself unable to panic, my state of mind growing more focused in the blissful sleep awaiting it than anything else.

Dream Developments - Part Three

 

My eyes roam up to the top of the sheet, locking to the information Kimberly was referring to;

Name: Jordan Hughes*
Designation: Student

As I read the designation I had been given I blink rapidly, attempting to clear the sleep from my weary eyes in an effort to fix the word in front of me in the hopes I had been reading it wrong.

"I...is that right?" I ask, cocking an eyebrow as I point to the designation on the page. "I mean... I applied expecting something more... Proper? I guess something more substantial."

Dream Developments - Part Two

Each and every new hire would receive their work description, a town map and visitors guide, the relevant timetable for their job, a set of house keys and a brain transplant into the body of a resident that had the right look.

It was, oddly enough, the simplest option for Dream Developments. With everything else they had brainstormed there had been significant hurdles to overcome.

Dream Developments - Part One

My head hands low as I drive, passing by wide open fields as the horizon shifts from a bright red to orange and eventually a pale blue. I had been up at the crack of dawn, or really before it, gathering up what little belongings I could fit in the car before beginning the trip.

I had been looking for a job for so long that I had jumped when I got this offer, my meager bank balance being only a small part of the motivation. While the job description had been vague, the pay and benefits were more than enough to get me to make the move.

A new property development firm called Dream Developments had started to finalize their first-ever venture, a rather large and impressive first step for the new company. They had purchased an entire town, a small former fishing village called Graceport, and refurbished it in an effort to restore the town's character while updating and modernizing swaths of the land in order to attract home buyers.