Remember "Cougar Heels"? Well, they never really left. But remember that they turn anyone into a well-endowed, lust-crazed cougar, regardless of gender? That certainly hasn't changed. One young blonde will learn this for herself very soon.
She was out shopping when a pair of "Cougar Heels" caught her eye. The woman, who had just graduated from college, went wide-eyed at the sight of the stylish--and seemingly innocent--pumps. On her, they were sure to attract a lot of boys, while making other girls jealous. She wasted no time in paying for them and taking them straight home to try on. Once home, the first thing she did was drop everything else she bought on her shopping spree, just so she could focus on her new "Cougar Heels". To her enjoyment, they fit her perfectly, but she unknowingly sealed her fate.
The very next day, she wore the heels while out with two friends, one raven-haired and the other a redhead, shooting the breeze. They were eyeing men the men around them at the local mall they frequented. This would be where the first of her changes would take place. As a pair of boys, much younger than any of the trio, walked by, the blonde found herself staring longingly at them, subconsciously fantasizing of her sucking off one boy while humping the other. It wasn't until one of her gal pals snapped her fingers in her face that she realized what she was doing.
"Hey. You all right?" Asked the raven-haired one.
"Wha--?" The blonde was still in a daze from being lost in her fantasy.
"You totally zoned out on us. What were you looking at, anyway?"
"Uh...A...cute purse." She lied. "Some girl was carrying a cute purse with 'Hello Kitty' on it."
"Aren't you a little too old to still be into Hello Kitty?" Asked the redhead, sardonic in her tone.
"You are NEVER too old for Hello Kitty!" She retorted, trying to save face.
Her pals just looked on, dumbfounded by her sudden, strange actions. The truth was that she couldn't explain it because she didn't know how it happened. She just turned to look at them and suddenly, thoughts of sex popped into her mind. It couldn't have been lack of sleep. The smartest thing she could do was act like it was nothing. Still, she wouldn't be able to "explain it away" much longer.
The days go by and the young blonde's changes would get stranger and stranger still. Her next changes in the form of thicker thighs. She had trouble with putting her jeans on, unable to get them past her thighs, which she never realized were gradually getting bigger in size. At times, she even ripped a few pairs. She mistakenly thought she was getting fat when that was not the case. Though her thighs wouldn't be the only part of her getting bigger.
Some more days passed, and she eventually noticed her breasts looked bigger in size. With every day, it seemed that her chest grew a couple of inches. She stretched out some of her shirts trying to make them fit. There were even some moments where they grew bigger out of the blue, not that she ever saw it happen. By the time they stopped growing, they were humongous. Anyone could say that they were fake or full of plastic, but they were all natural. The "Cougar Heels", however, were not done changing their owner.
During that time, she started to think less of her future and more about sex and her appearance. Just the thought of having her way with a younger man seemed to make her...moist. Yet, she couldn't help herself. It was the power of the heels, and it was potent. Eventually, her nails, which had become talon-like, were not enough to satisfy her carnal needs. She needed a man, and she needed one now.
A phone call to the neighbor next door, and the young lad came over in minutes. She told the boy a fib that she needed help gardening. In reality, she wanted to be planted herself. She knew he was into women with big breasts, and she used this weakness to her advantage. As the lad entered her bedroom, he came across her in a form-fitting robe. She made no attempt to hide her huge cleavage. The boy was immediately mesmerized.
His manhood slowly began to harden. At the sight of this, the busty being undid the knot holding her robe. His eyes went wide at the sight of her hourglass figure. Sans those heels, she was stark naked. To him, however, she was flawless, from her breasts to her wide hips, and when she turned around to give him a good look at her derriere, he came close to drooling. She slowly sauntered over to her wide bed and lay down.
In a mesmerizing, husky voice, she said, "Well, aren't you coming over?"
The boy became hard right then and there. Once she was all over him, he was in heaven. Some neighbors complained of several loud, feminine moans and a woman's screams of pleasure coming from the house. To the woman making all that noise, their complaints meant nothing. What she wanted was all that mattered, and she wanted sex. It also didn't matter where she got it from, as long as the male partner was younger than her. It was the potent power of the "Cougar Heels".
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