Perfect Girlfriend Juice

by Fidget

Chapter 9 "Jukujo", Part 2

They stayed that way for another hour, with Diana titillating Alex as much as she dared while not distracting from his gameplay too much. She could tell that Alex was actively trying to focus and perform well, and so that's what Diana wanted too - she just wanted to make sure he enjoyed himself while he did so.

Soon, however, Alex reluctantly stopped the stream.

"Why did you stop so soon?" Diana asked, since it was clear that Alex wanted to keep playing.

"Oh, I need to edit my gameplay for the day to get it up on my video page. A lot of my money comes from my videos, and they take a long time to edit." Alex was surprised at just how quickly interacting with such a sexy MILF had come to feel natural to him, especially since she'd given him his first ever blowjob only an hour or so ago. Alex usually felt self-conscious around women, particularly women he was attracted to (and he was very attracted to Diana), but there was just something about the way that the older woman seemed to genuinely share his interests and excitement that made him feel comfortable around her in spite of his constant lust for her body. Combined with her judgment-free demeanor and the way she clearly wanted to take care of him and make his life easier, Alex found himself quickly growing dependent on having her here with him.

"Oh," Diana responded, still gently stroking her young man's thigh. "Could you get someone to edit for you, so that you could have more time to play?"

"Yeah, that's what all of the big streamers do, but I don't make anywhere near enough money to be able to pay for an editor."

Immediately Diana felt that warm, sexual glow she always got when the opportunity to take care of Alex arose rise within her. "Well it sounds like you should let me take care of getting you an editor then."

"You'd do that for me?" he asked, incredulous, though if he'd given it a bit of thought he would have remembered that this was the same sexy older woman who had just bought him an expensive microphone and then sucked his cock. "It's pretty expensive."

"You let me worry about that." Diana winked at him and gave his semirigid cock a gentle squeeze. "You just make sure you're doing exactly what you want to."

"Uh, wow, ok. Thanks so much Diana!" he stuttered. This whole situation was starting to feel too much like a dream come true, but if so, Alex never wanted to wake up. "In that case, um, there's a convention coming up in a couple of weeks that I was thinking of going to. It's kind of expensive for a VIP pass, but it could be good for my business. You know, networking and stuff." He stole another glance at Diana's glorious breasts.

"Of course, honey," the older woman said. "Just send me the info and I'll make sure you're able to go."

"Uh, maybe you could, um, come with me? You know, if you wanted." Alex mumbled, not fully sure why he was inviting his busty older neighbor to a convention with him, even if she had just blown him. It all just seemed awfully fast all of a sudden. But, he'd already said it, so he couldn't take it back now. "You'd basically be the most popular cosplayer ever."

"Of course I'll go with you, cutie!" Diana laughed happily, leaning over to give Alex an affectionate kiss on the cheek, and in the process pressing her large, soft boob into his side and chest. She made a mental note to herself to find out what "cosplay" was that evening.

"Ok, great. Diana, will you, um, will you come back tomorrow?" Alex tried not to glance back down toward his limp, satisfied cock.

"Of course I will," she said, giving him a naughty wink. "We have so much in common, and there are so many things you still need me to take care of! I'll be here as often as you'll let me."

After buying their convention passes and putting a high-end video editor in touch with Alex, Diana spent most of the rest of that evening researching cosplay. She was surprised but pleased to discover that she'd been sort of cosplaying already, with the way she'd subconsciously chosen clothes that would bring to mind some of the characters Alex was most attracted to (to great effect, she thought, licking her lips as she remembered the feel of his hard cock between them), but to prepare for the convention she knew she'd have to take her costumes to the next level.

Diana had made her own clothes before, and cosplay didn't seem to be much more complicated than that, as long as she kept the accessories reasonable. She ordered some fabric for a few of the outfits she had in mind, and spend the next few hours planning out the patterns for each one.

Diana also impulsively bought some figurines for herself, having seen a few that appealed to her as she was dusting Alex's. She primarily focused on characters with traits that she wanted to emulate in some way, which meant that her purchases were mostly older, more sexual female characters with exaggerated curves. She couldn't wait to see them lined up on on her desk where they could inspire her to further cultivate this new persona she was creating for herself: that of a horny "waifu" MILF who wasn't afraid to use her sexuality to get what she wanted, and with just enough lecherous mommy-dom traits to really get Alex's engine going.

Diana continued to come over every day for the rest of that week to take care of things for Alex, spending more and more time at his place each time she did. She made sure that all of his needs were taken care of, including making his food and cleaning his room and clothes, buying him whatever games or manga or streaming equiment he wanted, and, of course, sex. Especially sex.

Alex had the insatiable appetite that all horny young men in their early 20s shared, and so now that the taboo of erotic contact between them had finally been breached, Diana was overjoyed to find herself tasked with bringing her young crush to orgasm multiple times per day.

For his part, Alex couldn't seem to get enough of staring at Diana's curves, or feeling them touching his body, and so when she wasn't taking care of his other needs, Diana would sit close beside him as he gamed or watched anime, letting him turn himself on against her curves so that she could relieve him.

Most of the time at that point Diana would just slide between his legs and suck him off, but if he was streaming, she'd snake a hand down between his legs under the desk to stroke him to orgasm instead, subtly massaging his frenulum with her middle finger until he shot off like a geyser, painting the bottom of his desk with new ropes of thick cum as he tried to stay focused on whatever game he was playing at the time.

Diana was pretty sure his viewers could tell at least some of what was going on between them, but Alex had told her how important it was for him to not get banned, and so Diana was extra careful to keep her on-screen behavior PG-13 at worst.

That didn't mean she didn't try to titillate Alex's chat, though. She'd seen how Alex's view count and donations went through the roof when she was on-stream, and if anything Alex seemed proud to be able to show off the incredibly hot MILF that took care of his every need. So, Diana made sure to ramp up the physical affection, and to show off her body as much as she felt she could get away with for the benefit of his audience.

Not that she was independently interested in titillating a bunch of internet strangers, of course. She only had eyes for Alex, but if those strangers were willing to pay Alex for the privilege of letting them vicariously experience being doted on by a sexy older woman way out of their league, well then Diana was more than happy to give them what they wanted. She was just glad that her darling Alex seemed to enjoy what she was able to do for him this way just as much as she enjoyed doing it.

To make herself even more of an alluring on-stream presence, Diana also began putting her fledgling cosplay skills to work, making subtle alterations to her wardrobe so that she'd look more and more like the characters in Alex's games and anime.

She also continued her own research into Alex's interests in the evenings, though as she did so she began to discover her own unique tastes and preferences as well. She found that she really enjoyed "Just Chatting" streams with e-thots, for example, and from her time watching them she also learned that repetitive, suggestive movements at just the right tempo were surprisingly effective at getting sexual responses from men (and women too, as she discovered when she found herself masturbating to a busty young hottie repeatedly bumping her fists together between her bouncing boobs).

Alex benefited from this extracurricular research as well, finding himself surprisingly turned on by Diana's adoption of these tactics as well as some cutesy behaviors that were still age-appropriate for a cougar like Diana. He could never quite put his finger on what she was doing to turn him on so strongly, but it seemed like it was more and more often that Diana was having to slip between his legs and soften his uncomfortably hard cock for him. Something inside his horny young lizard brain couldn't seem to get enough of her.

That didn't mean that Diana was constantly forcing Alex into sexual situations, of course, as happy as she would be to do so if that were what he wanted. No, she was there first and foremost to take care of his needs, after all, and that also meant respecting his time, his interests, and his work.

So, Diana was exactly what Alex needed when he needed it. She was a supportive cheerleader and companion when Alex was gaming or watching anime, she was an efficient, sexy maid and provider when the situation called for it, and she was an enthusiastic blowjob machine when her big tits and wide thighs made Alex all hard and horny for her.

Plus, Diana hiring an editor for him meant that Alex now had more free time to devote to his interests, and Diana began staying later and later into the evenings before going home.

She took care of whatever Alex needed her to, loving every second of it as the two grew more familiar and intimate with each other, and for a solid week, life was perfect.

And then, Alex's parents returned from their trip.

They were sitting in Alex's room when it happened. Alex was playing a few online ranked matches in a popular anime-styled fighter, and Diana was sitting close beside him, resting a huge boob on his forearm, enjoying how it jiggled whenever his arm jerked to make a sudden input.

Then, all of a sudden, the door behind them opened, and Alex's parents were greeted with the sight of their very attractive mid-40s next-door neighbor sitting entirely too close to their introverted, mid-20s son as he played his video games, touching him in a manner that was clearly inappropriate.

"What on earth is going on here??" Alex's dad boomed.

The two spun around, and Alex said defensively, "Dad, Mom! It's not what it looks like!" Even though it very much was, and everyone in the room knew it.

"Diana, we asked you to come by every once in a while to check on Alex, not to do... whatever it is that you're doing!" Alex's mom looked to his dad for support, but his dad was staring open-mouthed at Diana's new curves, perfect makeup, and incredibly revealing clothing. She looked like one of the girls from his son's cartoons, and while Alex's father had no interest whatsoever in the cartoons, he had a powerful, instinctive masculine interest in Diana's body now that it practically screamed sex.

"Dan!"

"Uh, yeah, ahem," he coughed into his hand. "And what on earth are you wearing??" he asked, hoping his voice sounded outraged instead of interested. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave, Diana."

"If I could just speak with you both privately-" Diana began.

"I think you've done more than enough already!" Alex's mom cut in, and after giving Alex an apologetic look, Diana gracefully jiggled her way out of the room. Dan's eyes followed her.

Alex began to get indignant once Diana had left, preparing to lose his mind and yell at his parents just as he had every month or so since he'd moved back into his room after college, but then he stopped, took a deep breath, and said, "Mom, Dad, I understand that this is upsetting, and it makes perfect sense that you'd think that. So, I suggest that we all take a few hours to cool off, and then meet back here to talk about it like adults."

Alex then calmly herded his shocked parents out of his room, took a few breaths to calm himself down, and got back to streaming.

When Alex's parents open the door again a few hours later, they found his back to them, playing his video games as usual. They walked over and waved to get his attention, and then sat down on his bed as he turned off the stream.

The first thing they noticed was that Alex's room was spotless. All of the mess and dust and plates and pizza boxes were gone, and not only that but Alex's streaming setup looked much more professional as well, with top-of-the-line video equipment and tasteful lighting.

The next thing they noticed was Alex himself. He looked like he had filled out a bit, and though he was still as pale as a human could possibly be, there was a flush of healthy color in his cheeks that hadn't been there a few weeks ago. Alex was also clean and freshly showered, and his hair, while not styled, was an endearing mess instead of his usual off-putting mess.

"Mom, Dad, yes, Diana and I are in a relationship," Alex began. "We're not quite sure what that relationship is yet, but it's there, and it's not going away.

"But, I'm an adult. I have a degree, and a job, and you have to respect my choices when it comes to how I decide to live my life. I appreciate you letting me live at home like this - it's really helped me get my career off the ground - but if this is going to be one of those 'not under my roof' things, I'll just have to move out."

His mother and father looked at each other briefly, and then waited for him to continue.

"My income has more than doubled since Diana began helping me out with my stream, and just in general I feel... better... than I have in a long time."

"Thanks for being honest with us," his dad said. "I think we should have a talk with Diana, and then we can see how to move forward."

Alex nodded, turned back to his games, and immediately forgot his parents were there.

"Some things never change," his mom sighed once they had closed the door behind them.

"But apparently some things do," his dad responded.

Diana was sitting on a lawn chair when Alex's dad went out to talk to her the next morning. She was sitting facing Alex's window, clearly waiting for her chance to be together with him again.

Diana was wearing a tight anime T-shirt, and a pair of incredibly short shorts that revealed a surprising amount of the soft skin on her thick legs and thighs. It was very clear that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Dan shook his head. How on earth had his son pulled a hottie like Diana? He felt a bit of pride, mixed with confusion and not a little jealous lust.

"Hi Diana."

"Good morning, Dan."

"Diana, you're a wealthy, very attractive woman," he asked, getting down to business immediately. "Why on earth are you doing all of this for Alex? Is it just a sex thing?"

Diana smiled and squeezed her tits together a bit with her forearms. "Sex is definitely part of it, yes. But after I went over to check on Alex a few times last week, I'm not sure why, but I suddenly began to find taking care of things for him to be incredibly satisfying." Her eyes grew hazy as she recalled that wonderful, strange moment when her crush on the cute young man had developed. It was right after he had offered her that weird Juice. Maybe his generosity had caused her to take another look at him. She shook her head - in the end, it didn't really matter.

She continued. "Also, once I took the time to try to understand Alex's work and hobbies, I realized that there was real value to them, which piqued my own interest as well. And, I suppose this is also relevant..." she squeezed her thick thighs together in her short shorts, and Dan's eyes closely followed the movement. "Dan, you have a very attractive son."

"Huh." Dan responded. He still didn't see the appeal, but there was no denying that for Diana that appeal was somehow very much there. "You're not going to hurt him, are you? This isn't just a weird short-term kink thing?"

Diana rolled onto her side, allowing Dan to watch as her huge breasts rolled and bounced down onto each other on the lawn chair. "Dan, I promise you that I'll take very good care of Alex for as long as he'll let me, and if he ever wants to move on, I'll support him in that too.

"I don't think he'll want to, though, for a very long time." She winked at him, and Dan resisted the urge to reach down and adjust his pants.

That afternoon the four of them met briefly in Alex's room once more. Both parents took note of how, as soon as they sat down, Diana immediately scooted her chair closer to Alex's so that she could lean her massive curves against him, just as when they'd first seen them together the previous day.

His mother sighed. "Alex, your father has recommended that we allow you to continue your relationship with Diana. I'm still skeptical, but you're right - you're an adult, and you can make your own choices now. And you're still welcome to stay here as long as you please.

"Honestly," she looked at Diana now, "I think that whatever Diana has been doing has been good for you. I don't know what she's done to you, or what you've done to her, for that matter, but we've been impressed by you this past day, and if that's due to Diana's influence, then so much the better.

"Just one request though," she said as a pained look came over her face. "Could you please go over to Diana's place when you decide to stay overnight? I don't know if my sanity could take it."

Diana laughed and gave Alex a hug, burying him in her breasts as she kissed him on the cheek. "I think we could probably do that."

His parents left, Alex got back to streaming, and Diana got him hard with her tits and jerked him off under the desk again. Life was good.

Over the next few days things got back to normal for the new couple. Diana was very willing to take Alex back to her place in the evenings to take care of him properly, just as his mother had suggested, but he preferred the comfort of his own room, and so they kept their sexual activities to quiet blowjobs and handjobs for the time being. Alex hadn't even seen Diana topless yet - an oversight that she intended to rectify as soon as she felt the time was right.

In the meantime, the convention drew closer. During her hours alone at home Diana was putting the finishing touches on her first few simple costumes as practice for the somewhat more involved costumes she planned to wear during the two days of the con itself.

So, the next morning she put her hair up into two round buns on top of her head and wore her first complete creation over to Alex's house to show him: a modified blue Chinese qipao, the characteristic dress of one of Alex's favorite fighting game heroines, who also happened to have famously thick, powerful thighs. Diana honestly thought her breasts were far too large to do the character proper justice, but it was simple enough for a first costume, and she absolutely did have the thighs for it.

She nodded a welcome to Dan as she passed by him in the kitchen on her way up to Alex's room, the white ribbons on her hair balls trailing behind her, and she felt his eyes on her thighs and ass as she made her way up the stairs.

Alex was in his chair as usual when she let herself into his room, but when he heard his door click shut, he turned around in his chair and his mouth dropped open.

"Wow," he said. "You look great!"

"Thanks!" Diana giggled, before spinning in a slow circle so he could take in her curvy figure poured into the tight blue dress, as well as the bare skin of her thighs and hips through the large cutouts of fabric on the outside of each leg.

"Now all you need to do is learn to act more like her."

"Why would I need to act more like her?" Diana asked, confused. "It's just a costume. Do you want me to act more like her?"

"Oh, it's not that," Alex responded quickly. "It's just that when you cosplay, you should be taking on some of the characteristics of the character you're playing. That's why it's called 'costume playing', because you're sort of playing the role of the character a bit when you dress as them."

"Oh," Diana mumbled absently. She was trying to pay attention, but after weeks of no action the Perfect Girlfriend Juice had once again started pulsing within her body as he spoke, and though she wasn't sure exactly what was happening to her, she could tell that that something about her was changing once again.

Alex had spun back around to face his game in the meantime, but Diana just stood there, rooted in place next to the open door of his room as her figure began to morph subtly. Her facial features softened, giving her the tiniest hint of Asian influence. At the same time, her upper body began to feel lighter than it had in weeks, and, though her lower body's shape didn't change very much, Diana could feel her core, thighs, and legs hardening into thickly-muscled versions of themselves.

The next thing Diana realized was that she felt powerful. Effortlessly, the forty-six-year-old waifu lifted one of her thick, muscular legs up into the air, higher and higher above her head, until the sole of her foot was finally pointed directly at the ceiling in a perfect vertical split, and the thin strip of fabric between her legs was pulled tight against the outline of her vulva.

Well, that's new! she thought excitedly to herself. At the same time, she felt an unexpected sense of righteous justice settling over her mind. Diana suddenly began to feel even more of a sense of duty and obligation than she usually did in Alex's presence, a certainty that things needed to be done right, and that it was her job to make sure that they were.

That addictive new strength was still coursing through her body, and she impulsively did a one-handed cartwheel across the back of Alex's room, with him still none the wiser as he played his game. Diana felt amazing. And she noticed that even though her upper body was significantly smaller than it had been a few minutes ago, her breasts were still more than large and plump enough to catch the eyes of the men around her. Luckily, she'd made the dress stretchy enough that it still clung tightly to her slightly-less-oversized bust.

Her hips and thighs, though, holy shit. Diana could tell that her lower body was a walking wet dream, and knew that if she wore that costume to the convention, she'd constantly be accosted by men begging her to crush their skulls between her iron thighs. And she knew that she could do it, too. She could easily crack a nut with her new asscheeks, all while making the men around her nut in the process, and she loved it.

Still, Alex was the only man Diana had eyes for, and so she took a second to calm herself down from the euphoria of her unexpected transformation before crossing the room to his chair, sitting down beside him, and effortlessly lifting a muscular leg high up into the air and down across his lap. Alex absent-mindedly leaned his forearms down onto the smooth skin of her quad, and then jerked them back in surprise.

"Wow, Diana," he said, looking down at the thick, corded muscle of the thigh in his lap. "I didn't realize you were so muscular!"

"Is that bad?" Diana asked, suddenly terrified that he'd think she was gross in her current form.

"No! I, uh, I actually think I really like it. I just wasn't ready for it. It really fits the costume!" He leaned back down onto her leg, and in between matches, he let his hand roam up and down over the tight bulges in the smooth, creamy skin. The cutout in the costume went all the way up to Diana's side, and before long Alex was running his fingers over the naked skin of her hip, teasing at the strip of fabric that hung down between her legs, covering her tingly crotch.

With his hand on her skin like this, so close to her hot, moist core for the first time, Diana was unsurprised when she felt a small bulge grow and begin throbbing underneath the taut muscle of her thigh. That new, powerful sense of what was right and proper surged within her, and Diana felt an urgent need to take care of things properly for her man.

Alex was still fully involved in his game, so between matches Diana gracefully lifted her leg out of his lap, slipped out of her chair, and slid into an easy full split between his legs. She removed her spiked bracelets to avoid stabbing him, but as she did so she felt a bit of her strength and sense of justice ebb as well. Diana immediately realized that her transformation seemed to be tied to her costume, which was something of a relief as she hadn't been sure if she'd be able to change back to her normal soft, sexy MILF self.

Filing that important tidbit of info away for later, Diana pulled her young boyfriend's hard cock out of his pants and got to work licking and stroking until he was good and lubed up, and then she started bobbing her head up and down in his lap, using her powerful, athletic lungs to create intense suction as she stroked his shaft with her soft mouth.

Alex glanced down, surprised at the intensity of the sensation today, and when he saw those twin hair balls bobbing between his legs, the unintentional conditioning he'd given himself over his years of jerking it to this character activated, and he immediately lost control and began spurting his cum into Diana's mouth.

"Holy shit, Diana," he panted as she slid back into the seat beside him, licking her lips with delight. She flexed her thigh and whipped her powerful leg back across his lap, pulling his chair tight against hers with a grip of steel. "That was insane. What did you do differently?"

"Oh, you know," Diana said casually, giving him a cheeky wink with her subtly almond-shaped brown eyes. "Just trying to let myself get into the character a bit."

Early that following Saturday morning, the two of them packed up Diana's expensive German car and drove the hour to the conference center where the convention was taking place.

It didn't take long to get their badges, and from there they went up and checked into their room for the night, and then it was time to put on their costumes for the first day and join the crowds on the main floor of the venue.

Diana had become a bit apprehensive when it came to putting on a new costume for the first time. She had tried on a few of her other outfits on the days following her first unexpected fighting character transformation, and every single time a not insignificant portion of her own body and personality had been overwritten by each new costume, forcing her to temporarily take on a few of the traits of the character she was playing, just as Alex had suggested.

Diane still loved cosplay, of course - she couldn't help it, since Alex loved it too - but it was a little intimidating knowing that a bit of herself would be washed away each time she strapped on a new set of tight, revealing fabric that she'd spent hours working on, and she could never quite predict how she'd end up behaving when under a new character's influence.

Each experience was different, and each of the characters' minds and instincts were difficult to control in their own ways. When she'd taken on the characteristics of a busty, ten-thousand-year-old vampire MILF, for example, Diana had found herself immediately covering Alex's pale neck in dark, discolored hickeys, even nipping at his skin with her surprisingly sharp canines, and then she spent the rest of the day between his legs, sucking on his cock as though her very life depended upon it. She was unconsciously using her teeth there as well, until Alex had to practically beg her to stop, complaining that as hot as he was for her in that costume, the sensation of her teeth on his sensitive cock was far too intense for him.

After that Diana had tried to reel her behavior in, to resist her costumes as much as she could, but once she was in character it was like another mind was sharing her body, and those minds could often be very insistent about how Diana should feel and behave. Luckily, all of the characters had in common the fact that they were just as obsessed with Alex and his pleasure as she was, and no matter how crazy Diana got Alex never failed to compliment her on her commitment to the roleplay.

If he only knew...

And so, as Diana strapped on her most daring outfit yet, an incredibly skimpy purple bikini, thigh-high tights, and stiletto heels, she prepared herself to resist yet another new personality and the set of accompanying powerful urges that would come with the costume.

As she fastened the last few straps, however, and felt her new physical changes and personality bubbling up inside her, she realized that her resistance was futile. Her new self was inevitable, and it was here.

"Oh wow!" Diana exclaimed at the rush of power and personality that accompanied her latest costume. The shape of her mouth-watering hourglass curves stayed relatively unchanged this time, but just as with her previous fighting game character, Diana felt her body hardening into cords of thick, powerful muscle. Unlike last time, however, her tits stayed just as enormous as they usually were, becoming slightly bouncier and more spherical in the process, bulging into copious underboob underneath her skimpy purple bikini, and this time she noticed that her arms felt just as strong as her thick, muscly thighs and ass. These assets seemed to be a bit smaller than her previous character's, but only slightly.

The biggest changes this time, other than the muscles, seemed to be to Diana's personality. She was already fully comfortable with asserting her sexuality, thanks to her exposure to the unapologetically sexual older women from the anime and manga that Alex liked, but all of a sudden Diana felt that sexuality become overtly aggressive in its realization. She got a strong hint of what it must feel like to be a dominatrix, like she knew that she was a sex goddess and demanded that her body be properly worshiped for that fact.

Diana picked up the long rope that, thanks to the con's regulations, would have to serve her as a whip, and was unsurprised to find that it felt like a natural extension of her arm. Its weight was a lot lighter than the heavy steel that she somehow knew that she would prefer, but even so her mastery over this flexible piece of nylon was absolute. She flicked her wrist, wrapping the rope around a water bottle on the counter, and snapped it back to her hand without an ounce of conscious effort.

Alex, who had just at that moment come back into the room from the bathroom, just stood there, his mouth as open as his still-untied gi. "I didn't know you could do that!" he exclaimed.

"Mwahaha, I didn't either!" Diana roared, exulting in the power and grace flowing through her body. She felt hard, assertive, unstoppable. When she saw Alex's eyes on her jiggly, barely-covered chest, however, she also realized that she was still soft in all the right places, so that she could get exactly what she deserved from her man.

Alex's glance had shifted up to her eyes in the meantime, to the almost crazed look they held as Diana stared possessively down at him. "Uh, Diana, are you ok? You look a little, um, intense right now."

Diana threw back her head and laughed, loud and long, and then walked over to her cute little half-dressed ronin. Alex could have sworn that she was a few inches taller than she had been only a few minutes ago, but then Diana pulled him into a toe-curling kiss, and a second later his dick was a few inches longer than it had been as well, and so he didn't worry about it too much. Diana took the lead with the kiss, aggressively invading his mouth with her tongue, and Alex could only let himself be swept along with the pleasure as the contrast of her soft lips and tits with her hard body quickly brought him to the edge of his control.

"Yes, Alex," Diana finally answered, grinning evilly as she pulled away and left her cute young boyfriend panting with his need for her body. "I'm more than ok. I think we're going to have a lot of fun today."

Diana's costume was as accurate and X-rated as she thought she could get away with, and she was instantly the center of attention once they got out on the convention floor, being effectively a nearly-naked Amazon with acres of visible underboob, thigh, and ass. She craved the attention, of course, and thick nipples poked visibly through the thin, stretchy fabric of her bikini top at the thought of how willing each of these men would be to serve her every desire.

Hundreds of eyes stared in open lust at her exposed curves and enormous breasts, and at the hint of puffy cougar vulva that showed around the thin strip of purple fabric making its way down between her legs. Diana left dozens of offended, twiggy girlfriends in their own slutty-yet-inadequate costumes in her wake as their boyfriends, and many of their girlfriends as well, ogled her impossible mommy curves while she strutted and jiggled through the halls of the convention.

Best of all, Alex seemed to be thoroughly enjoying all the attention his busty waifu was receiving, which only spurred Diana to show herself off even more flagrantly. Diana was well aware that under normal circumstances her current body (and even her original MILF body from almost a month ago, for that matter) would be way out of Alex's league, and Alex clearly knew it too.

Over the past few weeks, however, Alex had been successfully convinced that, for whatever reason, Diana was genuinely interested in him alone - which meant that now, having thick, jiggly bombshell fuckmeat like Diana hanging off his arms like this in public, showering him with attention even as she flaunted her body for all of the other horny nerds and weebs at the con, was the most masculating feeling Alex had ever experienced. He wanted the other guys to look at Diana, to lust after her sexy body while being fully aware that they couldn't have her. That she was his.

And so, as Diana dragged Alex around the convention floor, squeezing him against her outlandish physique and burying him in her cleavage every chance she got, Alex felt increasingly desirable, virile, and, more than anything, horny.

A few minutes later a random con-goer yelled out "Jukujo!" at Diana from within the throng, and, confused, she asked Alex what it meant.

"Oh, uh, I think 'MILF' is probably the closest translation," Alex stammered, feeling Diana's curvy hip pressed tightly against his semi-hard crotch.

MILF - now that was a word Diana recognized from even before she had begun taking care of things for Alex. Diana felt a shiver of arousal shoot down her spine as the idea of being fuckable resonated with both her pre-Juice and post-Juice self, and was further magnified by her current costume's persona.

"What about you, Alex?" Diana half-moaned, starting to lose control over her cosplay and loving it. "Do you think I'm a fuckable jukujo?" She watched as her young man's eyes traveled hungrily from her barely-covered tits down to the skin of her thick thighs, and he nodded.

His expression switched to uncertainty, however, when his thick waifu's eyes grew large and liquid, and then she began to lead him, gently but firmly, toward an empty event room, her bent-over posture showing even more of her ass as she dragged him over. Glancing briefly at the schedule as she passed through the doorway, Diana noted that the next event wouldn't start for almost another hour. Perfect. She locked the door behind her, leaving her alone in the dark room with Alex and the heat of the sexual chemistry that had built up between them over the course of the afternoon.

Diana firmly sat Alex down on one of the chairs near the door and then, with a subtle flick of her wrist, wrapped her whip around his chest a few times, effectively tying him to the chair and preventing his escape. She straddled him slowly and luxuriously, sliding down his body until the straps that thinly covered her enormous tits were only inches away from his face, and her thick thighs and butt came to a light rest on his slender legs, held up by the powerful fighting musculature that had accompanied her costume. She draped her arms around his neck, and Alex stared up at her, discomfort and reluctance mixed with carnal hunger in a way that got Diana's engine revving like nothing she'd ever experienced before. She pressed her crotch tightly against his, relishing the sensation of his bulge gently throbbing against her vulva through the few layers of fabric separating them.

"I think you're overdue for these at this point," Diana rasped huskily as she slowly began to lift the top of her bikini. Her generous underboob grew more and more generous, and Alex's eyes got correspondingly wider and wider, until the enormous, unnaturally round fleshy globes with their large, deep red areolas and stiff nipples finally dropped out of her costume and bounced into Alex's greedy gaze for the first time. His arms were still tied, but he leaned forward, straining against the nylon of her whip, and Diana watched him struggle for a second before leaning forward and giving the young man what he so badly wanted. She buried Alex's face in her tits, and he immediately set to work nuzzling, and then licking and sucking the huge, jiggly breasts that he'd been lusting after nonstop for weeks.

Diana had originally planned to wait until the hotel room that evening to fuck Alex, but that was before she'd put on a dominatrix character's costume, and having Alex worshiping her tits like this was making her so horny, driving her sexual aggression so high, that soon she couldn't hold herself back any longer. Not to mention the fact that Alex's cock was so hard that he was already in danger of popping at any minute. With her whip still securely fastening Alex to the chair, Diana wasted no time unfastening his hakama, lowering it until she could fish his rock-hard cock out of his boxers.

Alex guessed what was finally coming next as that crazed look of lust came back into Diana's expression, but there was no way for him to escape, and he stared up at her with a mixture of arousal and terror as she stroked his cock a few times and then left it standing there between them, throbbing in the air as their desire for each other continued to grow.

Once Diana was convinced that Alex's stiff member was more than ready to worship her properly, she quickly pulled the crotch of her costume aside, revealing the swollen folds of her juicy, dripping pussy to Alex's wide eyes for the first time. His cock throbbed with urgency, and Diana lost no time tightening her powerful thighs and lifting her body until her slick entrance was poised just above the tip of Alex's desperate cock. Her huge, naked boobs bounced and jiggled a foot above his face as he stared up at her immense underboob, unable to move, and the reality of what was about to happen began to crash down on him. A thick, viscous drop of her lubrication dripped onto his swollen glans, and Alex nearly came on the spot.

"Wait," he mumbled, and Diana waited, impatiently. "I've never, um..." His voice quavered. "Uh, I mean, this is my first..."

"Shhhh," Diana whispered, pressing a finger to his lips, more turned on than she'd ever been in her life, and she began to lower her thick thighs and ass back toward Alex's crotch. He sat there, quivering with lust, unable to move, as he felt his cock press firmly against the slick heat of Diana's naked entrance for a second, and then it slipped effortlessly inside.

At last Diana's thick ass met his thighs once more, and Alex's eyes widened with pleasure as he bottomed out. He could barely believe what was happening - his cock was fully buried inside one of the hottest fantasy women in existence, polygons that he'd lusted after for almost a decade. It felt too good to be true, but there she was, grinning down at him, and all Alex wanted to do was lay back and let her fuck him.

Diana could feel his cock twitching inside her, knowing exactly what he was thinking. "That's right, my sexy little stud," she cooed. "This is exactly what you've always wanted." He moaned again, and Diana began slowly working her powerful hips, grinding them back and forth on his crotch, working his sensitive cock in and out of her tight pussy as the low, muddled roar of the convention crowd continued outside the door of the darkened room. Hundreds of convention-goers, mere feet from where they sat silently but intensely fucking.

Diana squeezed her tits together in his face as she rode him, knowing how much Alex liked her big, jiggly breasts, and once again the young man's eyes bugged out of his head as he stared at them. She smiled and leaned forward again, burying his face once more in her copious chestflesh, and continued milking his cock with her juicy jukujo pussy, and Alex rubbed and squeezed her big fat mommy titties with his face as she pressed them against him.

After only a few seconds of this intense intercourse, however, the horny, overwhelmed young man suddenly stared up into Diana's face with eyes wide with panic.

That alone was enough to bring Diana right up to the edge herself. "Shh..hh..." she stammered in a whisper once again, fighting to keep control of herself as her powerful body threatened her with the overwhelming pleasure of orgasm. "Just let it happen, baby." She sank fully down onto him once more, fully burying his thick cock inside the soft, slick depths of her swollen MILF pussy.

His eyes began to glaze, and Diana tightened her powerful pelvic floor muscles, squeezing his cock with her pussy to keep up the stimulation as he sat, still tied to his chair by her whip, fully buried inside Diana while his orgasm continued to rise. "That's it, stud... let Jukujo Diana take good care of you."

That did it. Her inexperienced young lover let out one final low moan, and then his slim body began shuddering beneath hers as his cock started pumping deep inside her.

Oh God yes, that's it, Diana thought to herself as she tipped over the edge as well, and for a few glorious seconds she too lost herself in pleasure, her thick booty bouncing and jiggling and spasming as the thick, sexy dominatrix creamed all over her stud's thick cock while he filled her with his cum.

When Diana herded Alex back out onto the convention floor a few minutes later, it was clear to anyone who took more than a cursory glance at them what they had just finished doing. Diana had made sure of it, still deep in the exhibitionist urges that had been forced on her mind on by her cosplay.

Diana had made sure to fasten Alex's hakama haphazardly, making it look as though his crotch had been hastily covered up. For herself, Diana had left a healthy amount of large, dark areola visible on the massive boob hanging beneath her tight, purple bikini top, and her naked thighs proudly glistened with the juices of their shared ecstasy. Together with the glassy, post-orgasm grin on Alex's face as she led him docilely around the hall, it was very clear to all observers that this thin, unassuming little samurai had just had his member fully serviced by the impossibly hot, busty waifu walking confidently beside him.

If they had been merely jealous of Alex before, the other horny con-goers were now positively green with envy as they imagined themselves in his place, with an even sluttier version of the slutty fighting game character they'd been jerking off to for years bouncing on their hard little cocks.

When Alex's intoxicating afterglow finally wore off and he noticed the looks he and Diana were getting, he was on top of the world. He still wasn't sure how he'd bagged such a hot MILF who was somehow also into anime and video games, but he loved knowing that she was fully his, and that out of all of these jealous con-goers, his dominatrix sex goddess only had eyes for him.

Diana fucked Alex again once they got back to their room that evening, holding him down on the bed as her big, round tits swayed in his face and she bounced on his cock until he came.

A few minutes later, as Alex lay there snoring, Diana gracefully slid out of bed and finally began removing her costume. As she did so, she felt that powerful urge to sexually dominate her horny little man recede, and she blushed fiercely at the memory of what she had done with him under the influence of her costume as his cum dripped out of her pussy. But it had felt so good, and she knew that Alex had enjoyed it just as much, and so Diana was just happy that their first time had been as intense as it was.

She stared down at her man's spent cock as it lay draped across his hip, and felt a sudden temptation to put on another of her cosplays and let the character's horny urges invade her mind, knowing that she wouldn't be able to resist waking him up for round three.

Diana's first duty was to take care of things for Alex, however, and, knowing that her tired man needed rest after their long day, the temptation soon passed. She climbed into bed next to Alex and squeezed her soft, swollen body up against his. He snuggled up against her, murmuring happily, and soon they were both deep asleep on their first night together.

They had sex again first thing the next morning, Diana's first time with Alex while not under the influence of a costume.

Diana woke up first, and felt Alex's morning wood pressed against the arm she had wrapped around his torso while he slept. She adjusted her position and began to gently stroke her fingers up and down his shaft, causing Alex to moan quietly in his sleep as his cock got even harder.

She slowly ramped up the intensity of her handjob, and it wasn't long before Alex woke up to the heavenly sensation of a gorgeous, curvy MILF wrapped around his body stroking his cock for him.

"Good morning, lover," Diana purred into his ear, causing his cock to jump in her hand. "What do you want to do this morning?"

Alex wanted to fuck, of course, and, in contrast to the previous night, he found himself growing more aggressively horny as he continued to wake up and Diana continued to stroke his cock. Sensing that her young stallion wanted to take the lead this time, Diana rolled onto her back and pulled him on top of her, where Alex wasted no time plunging his aching cock down into her warm, juicy pussy.

And, now that Alex's hands were free, he finally got to enjoy playing with Diana's naked tits, squeezing and groping to his heart's content while his cock was exquisitely squeezed and stroked inside the slick tunnel of her pussy.

All of this sensation at once was far too much for Alex, who had made the classic mistake of embracing too much stimulation too quickly in his horniness and inexperience, especially after having had his arousal stoked so high while he was asleep. He blew past the point of no return in only a few strokes, not even noticing as he gave in to the urge to make his cock feel as good as possible, and then before he was ready he felt it happening, that familiar feeling of his shaft getting way too tight and stiff inside Diana's persuasive pussy.

Diana smiled knowingly up at her young stud when he suddenly frowned down at her and froze in mid-stroke, and his hands tightened on the soft mounds of her tits. She wrapped her legs tight around his slim waist, pulling him deep inside of her, forcing him to lose control, and she was immediately rewarded with the feeling of his hard cock beginning to spurt against the walls of her pussy, emptying his full balls into his waifu's hot womb.

"Sorry," Alex muttered sheepishly a few minutes later as he got up to get dressed, leaving Diana lounging naked on her side in the bed.

"Don't apologize," she responded. "I like it when you take charge, and it seems like you really needed that." She smiled pointedly at his drooping dick.

Alex smiled back at her. "Hey, Diana?"

"Yes?"

"You're, um, you're really, really sexy. I just thought you should know that."

Diana smiled back at the strapping young man who had just filled her with his cum for the third time in sixteen hours. She already knew how sexy she was, of course, but it was always nice to hear, especially from Alex.

They were able to tear themselves away from each other for long enough to put on their costumes for that day, and once again Diana prepared to have her mind subsumed in a new personality.

Her cosplay today was a sexy, busty succubus with black wings around her waist and a pair of horns on her head. The costume's influence was pretty muted at first, but as soon as Diana felt the crown of horns she'd made come to rest on her head, she was suddenly overwhelmed with an intense, irresistible feeling of jealousy, and an urge to do whatever she could to make sure that Alex loved her as much as she loved him.

She knew that these feelings were irrational, that Alex was just as tied to her as she was to him, but she didn't seem to be able to shake herself out of it no matter what she did.

She also felt surprisingly subservient to Alex, which was a stark contrast to her personality the day before, and she couldn't seem to stop referring to him as her "Lord".

Alex seemed to be enjoying her behavior, though, so Diana tried to just relax and go with it. As soon as they were on the convention floor, however, the presence of all the other women in their slutty costumes ramped her jealousy up even higher, and she became downright clingy. She knew she had nothing to worry about from these lesser women, but she couldn't seem to get herself to stop, constantly hanging off Alex's arm like their relationship depended on it, and evil eye-ing any woman who got too close.

She was also constantly asking Alex if there was anything she could take care of for her Lord, anything at all. Did he want a cinnamon roll? Did he want to fuck her ass right there in the middle of the convention hall? Alex kept patiently saying no, but Diana couldn't help but continue to ask nonetheless.

Twice she was able to successfully convince him to let her pleasure him, giving him long, slow blowjobs and tit-jobs in empty convention rooms, and that made her feel a little bit better, but no matter how badly Alex (and all of the other men at the convention, for that matter) clearly wanted her body Diana couldn't seem to shake that feeling of ridiculous insecurity.

Diana kept her costume on that entire last day of the convention, even through checking out of the hotel and driving home. Only when she had dropped Alex off at his place, feeling like her heart was being torn in half in the process, and going back to her own big, lonely house to undress did she finally begin to feel like her old self again.

Back home, things picked up right where they had left off, with Diana continuing to take care of everything for Alex so that he could focus solely on his hobbies and sexual pleasure. They still had to sneak around Alex's parents to have sex, but they made do, until one fateful day when Diana let herself into Alex's room to give him some unexpected news.

She wrapped her arms around him, squeezing her boobs against his chest so that he could appreciate the cleavage of her tight, lowcut white blouse.

"Alex," she began as he nuzzled the soft skin of her tits, "I wanted to let you know that my house has finally sold, and that I'll be moving across town into a smaller place."

Alex froze, his heart dropping into the pit of his stomach at the thought that Diana might be leaving him. He'd come to rely on her for almost everything by this point, domestically, financially, and sexually, and he honestly didn't know how he could live without her.

Diana smiled reassuringly at him. "No, silly boy! I'm trying to invite you to come live with me! It'll be a smaller house, but there's an office that would be perfect for you to stream from. I'll take care of everything for you, Sir, and you can play and stream and watch anything you want, all you want, all day every day. Plus," she added suggestively as she bent over to give her tits a shake, having grown larger than usual in her outfit for that day, "we wouldn't have to be quiet for your parents any longer. We could be as loud as we wanted while we watch anime or do... other things." Diana winked and pulled her top down the rest of the way, fully exposing her enormous tits so that Alex clearly got the message.

Alex dumbly nodded his head. Diana took that as a yes, and, recognizing that glazed look in her horny young lover's eyes, bent over to slide his rigid cock out through the hole in his pajama pants. She pulled up the tight pencil skirt squeezing in her thick hips together, sat him down on his chair, and straddled his lap, burying his face in her enormous tits as she felt his cock sink effortlessly up into her pussy again.

She was an OL that day, so she didn't have the leg strength to bounce up and down on his shaft like she normally would in one of her fighting character cosplays, but in return she did have a much keener instinct on how to please and service her man. She began rolling her wide hips, sliding his cock against her soft, pillowy inner walls as she rubbed her enormous tits in his face, and it wasn't long before Alex grunted and blew his load inside her again.

"We can move whenever you're ready, Sir."

Alex didn't have very many belongings to pack up, and so they moved in together at the end of that week. Alex's parents were initially hesitant, but after seeing how successful their son's business had become with Diana's help, and how happy Alex was when he was with her, they soon relented and gave their blessing to the odd couple. On the day he moved out, they felt an unexpected surge of pride at how well their son had turned out, not a little thanks to Diana's influence.

A few weeks later Diana swept into the office with Alex's lunch, her massive tits threatening to burst out of the revealing elf cosplay she was wearing that day. This costume had quickly become one of her favorites, somehow simultaneously filling her with timeless wisdom and a giddy, overwhelming love for sex and pleasure.

She wasn't the only one who loved it, either, she thought as she bent over to show her cleavage on stream while reading chat.

"It's Mommy Diana!" "Step on me Mommy Diana!"

"Haha, good afternoon chat. Hi Chadgamer6969! Hi DianasFootLicker!"

She placed the sandwich on the desk beside Alex. He looked up and smiled briefly at her. "Hey babe."

"Hi handsome," she responded, leaning down to give him a toe-curling kiss while making sure her tits were appropriately bulging out of her tight, skimpy green dress on stream. He squeezed her boob for a few seconds before letting go and getting back to his game.

"Wanna take a break?" She asked flirtily, squirting some lotion into her hand and sneaking it down out of sight below the camera to fondle her sexy young man through his open fly.

"Nah, I think I'll stream for a bit longer," he responded.

That was perfectly fine with Diana, of course. She had some hentai she'd been wanting to catch up on anyway. A chat message caught the corner of her eye. "No DianasBigBOOBA, if I show you my booba Alex's stream will get banned! Is that really what you want?" She fluttered her eyes at the camera, jiggled her enormous boobs, and winked. "But only four thousand more subs and you can get my cleavage as an emote so you can goon to me even when I'm not here!"

That evening they were watching hentai together on their huge, expensive bed, Alex idly kneading and squeezing her big, soft breasts while Diana enjoyed stroking and playing with his semi-hard cock. On the screen a stereotypical young male protag who had suddenly developed mind control powers was fucking the cheerleader of his dreams.

"What do you think, Alex?" Diana asked, rolling over onto him and sliding his cock up inside her. "Do you wish I was young and thin like her?"

Alex's cock quickly hardened to its full, stiff size as his personal waifu began to work her hips on top of him.

"Diana," he said as he felt himself already getting close to cumming in his curvy MILF waifu, "you're perfect just the way you are."