Jenna sat on the arm of the chair and looked over to John typing away on his computer, then she took the poon in one hand and scooped out some of the yogurt from the container and put it in her mouth.

“Mmmmmmm…” she moaned as she savoured the taste and gently moved the spoon back and forth between her lips.

God it was the best yogurt she’d ever tasted!

John had brought it to the condo pool party potluck a few weeks ago and everyone had passed it over, as it wasn’t a brand that anyone recognized. Jenna on the other hand was kind of a yogurt snob, and the fact that she didn’t recognize it only made her more curious.

When she’d confronted him and asked him where he bought it, he’d just smiled and said he’d made it himself and was happy that she liked it.

She’d been a little disappointed with the answer, as that meant she wouldn’t be able to get more for herself, and she definitely wasn’t going to be asking John, the local creep, for any more.

At least until the next day when she tasted her own premium stash of yogurt and found it… lacking. She managed to hold out for three days before she knocked on John’s door and tried to make small talk, failing pretty badly until she broke down and asked if she could have some more of the yogurt.

She took another scoop and sucked on the spoon some more, until her pussy was so wet that she couldn’t take it any more. She slipped off the arm of the chair onto it, spread her legs, and pushed her thong to the side so her fingers could slip deep into her pussy.

Her craving for the yogurt had only grown after that second taste, soon she was at John’s every day, which was when she noticed the change starting to happen.

She’d never been that curvy before, but the more of the yogurt she ate, the curvier she became, and horny too!

Three weeks in and she was a hot mess, masturbating in her apartment all the time, trying to stuff her new self into her old clothes when she went out, until she finally gave up one day and went to John’s in one of the few things that fit her… a bikini.

Which worked out well actually, as at some point John had started flirting with her.. and by flirting she meant grabbing her ass and squeezing her tits. It only made her hornier than ever.

She scraped the bottom of the container and scooped the last of the yogurt into her mouth, her fingers working harder than ever. She sucked back the last of it and her back arched and her body shook as her orgasm crashed over her.

She heard her own voice giggle as reality came back to her and she opened her eyes, the camera setup in front of her capturing every moment.

Then she stood up and wiggled her ass over to John, placing her tits to the sides of his head and wrapping her arms around his chest.

“Like, was that ok baby?” she asked.

“It was good Jenna, just next time don’t forget to take your top off.” he said, pointing to the screen where there was a long list of messages all in caps screaming to see her tits.

“Oh my god, I’m sooooo sorry baby! Maybe… uh… I could do it again…” she said and then leaned down and whispered into his ear, “If you got me another yogurt?”

He chuckled and pushed he back a little so he could swivel his chair around. Then he parted his housecoat to expose his erect shaft.

“Now, now, you know the deal. One yogurt, one blowjob…”

She smiled and giggled and went down on her knees. She did in fact know the deal and she eagerly wrapped her ever growing lips around his dick and got to fulfilling her end of it.

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