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To the reader, imagine yourself, as having been offered the means to become a hyper futa right now. Consider the weight and impact this change would have on your life, what you would do with your new found form, would you become a slave to the body you have been gifted or would you try to maintain a semblance of normalcy in spite of your body? Regardless if you would decide to take this opportunity presented to you, read on and explore some of the new quirks and alterations to your daily life after having been transformed!

You are now a HyperFutanari. 

Your face has feminized being much more sultry with big eyes and pouty lips. Shoulder length brown hair falls behind your neck in messy frazzled style. The rest of your body is a picture of excess, large heavy pendulous breasts are bigger than your head with raised saucer sized areolas capping their ends. Prominent nipples sprout from your areola roughly as thick as your thumbs and constantly leave a noticeable imprint on any top you wear. Your waist has snatched and your hips flared out to give a salacious hourglass figure. Your whole body has received a layer of fatty padding giving your stomach a paunchy appearance but notably your ass got the most, growing substantially. It now noticeably lifts you when seated and you have to account for its mass when moving around having to squeeze through aisles sideways as it constantly looks like you have two basketballs of doughy flesh melded onto your glutes. Your hefty rear paired with your flared hips and dense thickened thighs means shorts and pants are a thing of the past no longer able to contain your lower half in a modest way, they barely cover the extruding mass that is your ass and can't hope to contain your enlarged thighs which now softly press against each other, it isn’t like you were gonna be wearing those anymore with the addition of your cock and balls the most obscene part of your transformation. Your cock easily bests two meters in length and is as thicker than of your fattened thigh while soft. It droops onto and along the ground dragging between your legs each time you walk, leaving behind a glistening stinking trail of precum everywhere you go. Your balls are just as magnificent, they too hang heavy pulling your ridiculous sack along the ground in tandem with your cock. Each testicle is even bigger than your breasts at the size of small yoga balls with a 30cm radius. Both your cock and balls are highly vascularised with striking vein patterns of green and purple hues angrily bulging across and through their surfaces. There is no reasonable way to hide your new appendage and sack, your best attempts still leave an unbelievable bulge poking at the front and a smearing of thick goopy trail of precum on the ground behind you when you lug your cock and balls along in an awkward shuffling movement. 

It takes time to adjust to your new life. Public trips now require extensive planning and preparation for you to retain decency during them. The best method that you have devised to hide your sacrilegious scrotum and meat-shaft is to wear a large flowing gown with ice packs sewn into the underside to keep yourself soft. Within the gown your flaccid cock snakes under your balls behind you into a bucket glued to a small trolley; a crude way to collect your pre-ejaculate needing to have your ejections scooped out and flushed down a toilet every ten minutes before it fills, but it's still better than the alternative of painting the floor with viscous precum. As for your exorbitant balls you have to heave them into a hammock on the underside of your dress when in public. Due to their sheer size they are unsurprisingly heavy, at least 20 kilograms each causing frequent stopping from the exertion of moving your testicles. Even with all the effort you make to remain presentable there are still parts of your excessive form that simply can’t be hidden such as the constant gurgling and churning of your over productive cum factories. Those sloshing burbling orbs rarely pause, the noise is certainly loud enough to be heard over the ambience adding another layer of embarrassment to your outings. The inescapable bulge that is always fighting to press against the front of your dress while you ceaselessly re-tuck it into the cum bucket behind you. Your ass is so colossal it protrudes far enough to balance your phone and other small items on which you often find yourself doing absent-mindedly before quickly removing them, it's not like you need more attention. Hips far wider than your shoulders mean even some smaller passageways feel like a bit of a squeeze now and seats just aren’t made for you, your ass literally spills out of them. Last but not least your breasts, simply put there is no way they can be ignored. They jut out from your frame and severely hinder your view of the ground being nearly as heavy as your balls they would pull you forward if not for the counterbalance from your spectacular ass. Sudden movements send them bouncing and heaving on your shoulders and chest. Just beyond the horizon of cleavage that frames your view you can see two huge nipples, permanently hard they stick out as far as an inch or so with the circumference of quarters. You often feel something with your teats before actually seeing it. To put it lightly you still look like someone's depraved fantasy, drawing plenty of stares but can get around (mostly) without being arrested for public indecency.

Even in private spaces you can't escape the excessiveness of your own body. If being in public is a hassle, getting there is just as bad. Trying to fit into your car has become a drawn out game of fleshy tetris pulling, tugging and repositioning all of your parts to fit yourself into a seat made for someone a third of your mass. Usually you have to wring your cock over your shoulder into the back seat so you can see. The two fleshy globes that hang from your nethers completely fill the footing space in front of you spilling out onto the gear box and every time you want to use one of the pedals your foot has to lift the 40kg behemoth that is your scrotum. Changing gears is a nightmare; ball, ass, and thigh flesh all overlapping and fighting to impede the movement of the shifter. When you manage to dig through all the flesh covering the gear box you still can’t shift to anything below second gear with your hip just blocking the gear stick. On the occasion when you can get into your car you don’t exceed 50 for ‘safety reasons’. In reality these reasons are just more quirks of your immoderate form like your ass propping you up from the seat and your breasts smushing upwards against the steering wheel making it difficult to see any close objects.

When you do get home you are overcome with hunger and can’t help but go straight to the kitchen, which is no easy task in itself. Moving around in public can be difficult but the more open areas afford you space you desperately need and that your house is lacking. Getting through doorways is the worst, for every door in your house you have to angle yourself obliquely to the frame pushing your cock through first, then squeezing your balls through one at a time as they compress to fit through. Finally you need to press your chest against the frame and awkwardly squeeze through the door with your ass and breasts pushing up against each side. When in the kitchen your hunger erupts and you just eat and eat and eat, it feels like the hunger never goes away sometimes. Your best guess to such an appetite is likely that there is just so much of you now and your metabolism has been catapulted as a result. You spend around an extra 200 dollars on groceries every week to accommodate your new appetite gorging yourself on 5 meals a day just to not starve.

You need to repeat the elaborate ritual of passing through door frames a couple more times to reach your bedroom but when you get there it's one of the few places you can relax.
In your room you needn’t restrain yourself and instead can finally let loose after a long day. Your typical routine involves you hurling yourself onto your bed and allowing your hormones to take over. Throughout your waking hours in public you fight a constant battle to stop your mind being flooded with lewd and erotic scenarios from your extreme libido, but in the comfort of your own home this isn’t necessary. When not holding back your thoughts are solely focused on sex, they are inundated with indecency and as a result the overgrown beast between your legs rises like clockwork. Your heart rate quickens to move industrial amounts of blood to your phallus followed by your two fleshy planetoids beginning to swell and churn in anticipation for what is coming. The two fleshy yoga balls that are your testicles groan and splurch incessantly in excitement when your hand lightly brushes the towering pillar of meat in front of you. It takes your body three minutes to pump enough blood to your cock for it to become erect, you often become dizzy in the act as your body redirects blood from every possible source (including your brain) to fulfil the overwhelming primal urge to ejaculate. Over the three minutes your cock swells from its prodigious form of 2m long to 3m and eventually 4m long doubling in size. Your cock flesh hardens to something akin to bricks and your girth multiplies to a thickness where you are unable to wrap your hands around it. At 4m long sitting upright your cock presses against the roof of your room with precum showering down from your urethra. To actually masturbate you need to lower your cock onto the bed before saddling the meat monster. With your penis positioned in a landscape orientation the best masturbation method you have devised is hugging your erect dick and rubbing your entire body up and down its length as using your hands alone is simply not enough. You can feel your body move over veins the size of your arm during this rhythmic motion, the sensual ritual floods your being with overwhelming sexual pleasure as a tidal wave of cum rises within you. Your feet massage the massive groaning ball sack behind you as you use it as a fleshy stool to push your body up and down your massive dong. Your breasts spill over each side of your meat log as heat wells up in you. You continually knead yourself against your cock pressing your body into it the sensation is mind numbing. A cacophony of burbling erupts from your balls as you ejaculate with enough force to push yourself back half a meter, cum jets from your urethra with frightening pressure and your mind utterly blanks as you flood your room with nut. The mind numbing orgasm last for 10 straight minutes as you drown every object in your room with sperm, it pools on the ground reaching a tenth of a meter in depth before you slowly recover from the world shattering orgasm occasionally spurting out another couple liters or so for the next hour.

So reader with this brief glimpse into what struggles your new life would have would you still make your choice? Would you still decide to become an icon of the extreme and excess?

P.S

I hope you guys enjoyed the story and the images, apologies if it wasn't particularly high quality but I kind of ran out of time for the end so that may be why its a little rushed.