Devil May Cry Yoga 2 (FemDante TG) (Patreon)

Dante went through the streets of the city with an uncharacteristic seriousness that completely replaced the carefree aura that he usually had. The reason why he was so serious was that he had sensed his brother Vergil. It was for just a moment, but he was sure that he had sensed his dumbass older brother. Vergil felt far stronger than when they had last fought each other back in the Demon World by a great margin. Right after he sensed it, he got up and went in the direction Vergil's power came from.

Occasionally it would flash again and he would be able to tell how close he was. The closer he got to the city, the more certain he was that his brother had purposely let him know he was back. It was the only thing that he could think of. If he didn’t know his brother as well as he did, then he was sure that he would have thought of it as a trap, but Vergil would never lower himself to using a trap. As bad as his brother was he would have preferred an upfront fight.

“If you are back Vergil then what the hell are you up to?” Dante muttered. He was glad that the others weren’t aware of this. He was sure that if they did then they would want to get in on it, even if there wasn’t any money in it, but he wouldn't. Especially Nero.

There was no way that he would bring Nero in on this. Nero could handle himself just fine against any demon, but Vergil was something else, and besides Nero didn’t need to know who or what his father had done. If he did he wasn’t sure what he might do and he would rather not put the only family that didn’t want him dead on the line.

Another wave of power seemingly came from Vergil, making a chill go down his spine. Vergil was close, but he couldn't pinpoint where exactly. This whole damn city was like one big jungle. What he didn’t like the most was that his brother hadn’t made a move yet. He had to know he was close, so that begged the question of what was he up to.

Dante’s instincts flared and his hands went to his weapons, ready to draw them at a moment’s notice. There was no way that it was his brother, not with how relaxed his senses were.

“Sorry guys but you’re not the ones that I’m interested in today. Mind coming back later when I’m not going to have a family reunion?” Dante smiled. His brother was his main priority, and these small fries were just going to slow him down. After what happened at the Temen-ni-gru, he didn’t know what else his brother might be up to now. “Then again, perhaps using you guys as a warmup wouldn’t be a bad idea. Help keep me sharp before the big clash.”

Several demons came out of the shadows of the alleyways and crawled down the building. Dante watched them all, wondering how this party would start, and what would be the best show starter. When he noticed that there wasn’t any more coming, Dante figured out how he would begin.

Dante drew his sword and charged forward with the tip of his blade, Rebellion stabbing into one of the demons. He slammed the demon onto the ground and then swung his sword, the demon flying off and colliding with one of its compatriots. With no effort at all, Dante blocked the swing from another monster and then kicked it away.

He pulled one of his handguns and fired it at one of the demons. He leaped into the air and spun in circles, continuing to fire off his handguns. The bullets showering them in like rain killed some of the weaker ones. He brought his sword down on one and then slugged another with the pummel of his sword, making the demon’s head explode like a crushed grape, and its body dissolved into a reddish-black ichor as it slumped onto the ground. Dante smirked as he holstered his gun, and looked around, making sure that there wasn’t one cunning Devil or Demon waiting to strike.

“Well I got to say thanks for the warm-up guys,” Dante chuckled. “Gotta get my blood flowing before I meet up with my brother again.”

Suddenly a blow nailed Dante on the back of his head, making him feel weightless. The Son of Sparda gasped as his body suddenly felt heavy. He tried to turn around, but all he could do was fall forward as he struggled to keep his eyes open. The last thing that Dante heard before he passed out on the ground was a female giggle.

Dante groaned as his eyes fluttered open, his head feeling light as a feather. He stared at the ceiling and then realized that he was laying down on a mat. The moment his senses were under control, he slowly leaned up, his instincts telling him that he didn’t have to worry about anything attacking him. He looked around and saw that he seemed to be in a yoga studio of all places.

“Unless the Demon World suddenly got some new consultants, who know how to make stuff look nice, I’m still in the human world. How did I get here?” Dante said.

“That’s because of me, and I have to say that it’s good to see that you’re awake,” a female voice said.

Dante turned and frowned at the sight of a curvaceous woman in a tight blue yoga outfit with silver hair that was done in a tight bob. There was a slight hint of crow’s feet around her eyes, but it did nothing to detract from the beauty that she had. If anything it gave her a more dignified and refined appearance.

“What the hell?” Dante muttered. “There are worse sights that a person can wake up to, but who are you?”

“Oh? Is that any way to greet your wonderful sister Valerie after so long?” Valerie questioned.

Whatever retort that Dante had died brutally as his jaw dropped. He blinked, his tongue normally having a response ready to fire off at anything that someone might say, stilled.

“Excuse me? Listen, babe, the last time I checked I only had one sibling and that was a dumbass twin brother,” Dante said.

“Oh dear me brother, if I didn’t know better I might think that you were coming on to me. And I go by Valerie now. Vergil is just a dreadful name and doesn't go with my new wonderful body."

"Right," Dante drawled.

“If my words aren’t enough then perhaps this will help tilt the scales a little,” Valerie smirked. She flared her power and a blue aura came over her that made her hair rise.

Dante’s jaw dropped again and his mind blanked out. His mind blurred, unable to fully process this revelation. He didn’t want to believe that this woman in front of him was his brother and yet the power coming from her, and his instincts told him this was Vergil. Dante was so confused right now that he wondered if he was in some weird dream right now or if he was in the Demon World.

“Oh sweet Mary and Joseph,” Dante muttered.

“And the last horse finally crossed the finish line,” Valerie giggled. “Wondered how much longer it would take before you finally accepted it. For a moment I thought I was going to have to tell some embarrassing stories of when we were kids or something before you finally realized who I was.”

“Vergil, what the heck happened to you? Why are you wearing an outfit that looked like it came from the 80s?” Dante questioned. “I thought that you had more style than that, and why do you have boobs.”

“I told you it's Valerie you dolt,” Valerie groaned as she rolled her eyes. “And you’re one to talk about clothes considering what you’re wearing.”

Dante looked down and was shocked to find out that his stylish attire had been replaced with something else. His clothes had been switched for an outfit like Valerie’s. He now wore a set of black spandex pants that showed off his masculine legs and a red sleeveless leotard that he wanted to rip off. On his legs were a pair of bright red leg warmers that made him want to gag and white sneakers.

“What happened to my clothes?” Dante questioned. “And who changed me into this?”

“Oh, I changed them since you won’t need them.”

“You changed my clothes!”

“Oh relax, it's nothing that I had ever seen before,” Valerie waved off. “Besides we’re siblings there is nothing wrong with me putting you in some new clothes.”

Dante gagged a little and shuddered. Right now his mind was a complete and utter mess. Out of all the things that he expected, hearing that come from his sibling was the last one. What made it weirder was that his formerly male sibling was now a girl and had done it. He opened his mouth to say something when he heard the sound of a door open and saw a man enter the room.

Another happy giggle came from Valerie that made Dante question just how far his brother had been twisted to turn out like this. She rushed over to the stranger and all but leaped into his arms. He wrapped his arms around her waist as she wrapped his legs around him and pulled her into a kiss, which she gleefully returned as he squeezed her immense butt.

“You gotta be kidding me,” Dante muttered.

This guy was the one who had bested his brother and turned him into his sister? He looked like he had stepped out of an old movie with how he was dressed up. For a moment, Dante truly considered his policies right now when it came to humans. Vergil might have been an ass, but he didn’t deserve to have something like this happen to him. Still, the moment that he somehow found a way to change Vergil back into a guy he would make sure that his brother didn’t hear the end of it. When the two of them were done making out, Valerie let go of the stranger and walked over to Dante, her expression glowing with glee.

“Dante, this is Jason, he took care of me after I got back,” Valerie smiled. She then jumped but giggled happily as she got a slap on the bum.

“So by any chance are you the cause of…this?” Dante questioned, deadly serious, his eyes locked on Valerie. “And by any chance could you tell me why I’m dressed like an 80’s dancer reject?”

“Oh, we thought that it would be good if you were to get in on this. It’s been a while since we had done something together and I thought that this would be the best way for us to reconnect," Valerie answered.

“Yeah, yoga is known to help people deal with stress, injuries, and all sorts of situations. It might be just the thing that you need to mend your relationships. All you gotta do is just listen to me throughout the lesson and you’ll find yourself in a new perspective and feeling much better I imagine,” Jason said.

“...I’ve always been a bit more of a loose wild cannon. More of a rule breaker rather than a follower and considering what you’ve done to my brother, you can bet that I’m going to run wild,” Dante smirked, trying not to let the confusion and weirdness of this whacky situation get the better of him.

“Really testing how far I’m willing to go aren’t you,” Dante threatened, the playful look he had disappearing.

Dante moved to try and smack the side of his head, hoping that he could knock him out, but still he couldn’t. His fingers moved just like he wanted, and could form a fist without any issue, but he couldn't raise it to strike. He tried to unleash his Devil Trigger, but just like when he tried to attack Jason, his body refused to go through with it.

“What the hell?” Dante exclaimed as his body refused his commands when it came to attacking Jason.

“Really Dante?” Valerie deadpanned, looking at him with such a flat disappointed look that only Vergil could have thrown at him. She crossed her arms, propping up her large bust. “You never change, do you? Even when I want to make an earnest attempt to reconnect you decide to be such a brat and throw a hissy fit.”

Dante didn’t want to stare at his sister’s new bust but he couldn’t help himself, even if it made him want to hurl. Her immense breasts were too large for him to ignore as if they had their own gravitational pull, and her exposed cleavage only made it harder. He felt like gagging the longer that he stared at Valerie's bust, unable to get over how wrong it was to imagine his brother with boobs, even in his new form.

“Can’t believe you’re acting like such a child over a little exposed cleavage,” Valerie giggled.

“Because those are not natural!” Dante yelled, pointing at her breasts.

“Excuse me!” Valerie snarled, glaring menacingly at him, her eyes glowing a bright blue.

“Whoa relax you two. It's almost time for the next yoga lesson, so the two of you can work out all your frustration during it,” Jason said. "Besides I don't think the studio would survive if the two of you got into a fight."

Valerie’s anger immediately disappeared as her expression changed into one of glee, which creeped Dante out a little. He couldn’t recall the last time that he had seen his brother genuinely smile and not smirk coldly at him. With how happy his sibling was, and the eager tone from Jason, Dante knew that it couldn't be good for him.

“Sorry to say but I would rather not take part in anything you're teaching and there are better ways to spend my time. I'm already limber enough as is, and I don't want to learn from a guy who looked like he robbed the 80s,” Dante snarked, his mind still wondering how he could wallop this guy.

“Oh don’t worry, I’m sure that you will see the wonder of yoga before the day is over,” Jason smirked.

The front door opened and Dante turned, wondering if it was another bastard or some demons. To his shock it was normal human women that were entering the building, talking to each other like old friends. Valerie went over to the crowd, warmly greeting them by their names.

Dante stared, watching how socially active his sibling was, and frowned as his anger boiled. His brother had never been an active friend-maker when they were kids, preferring to read like the nerd he was. Seeing him twisted like this made his brotherly instincts rear their head, despite how much of an abominable twisted wreck their relationship was. The only one that was allowed to mess with his brother was him. He wanted to just leap at the bastard and break his nose, but still, he was unable to act on his wishes. All he could do was stand there and stew in his rage.

“The moment I get out of this you are going to regret this and all of your life decisions you know,” Dante threatened coldly.

“Then it's a good thing you’re only getting out when I know it's safe,” Jason rebuffed with a grin. “Just relax, try to enjoy yourself, and mingle with the girls. They’re nice people. Hell, talk with your sister since it's been such a long time and she wants to make up for it.”

Dante wanted nothing more than to stab him right now as more people filled the classroom. He wondered if the women were originally men, or if they just didn’t know the truth about what Jason was doing. If he had to take a guess then it was probably a mix of both considering the setup. Nice enough to get attention, with nothing out of place to draw attention to it.

“Are you ready ladies?” Jason questioned the class.

The women let out noises of affirmation while Dante growled, wishing that he could just flip the bastard off or do anything at all. Instead, all he could do was just stand there and wait.

“Alright then we’re going to take it nice and slow to start with what is known as eagle arms,” Jason announced as he raised his arms.

Dante snorted, but then much to his shock his arms moved on their own and copied the man. He tried as hard as he could to lower his arms, but they remained in the air and knew who he had to blame.

“Oh come on, really going to make me look like a twerp in front of everybody too?” Dante grumbled.

“Everyone has to take part once they’re in class. Otherwise, they won’t get the benefits,” Jason chuckled. “Now then as you inhale, stretch your arms out to your sides. As you exhale, bring them in front of you, swing your right arm under your left and grab your shoulders with opposite hands. For those of you feeling brave or trusting your flexibility, you can release your grip and continue wrapping your forearms around each other. If your palms can touch, let your right fingers press into your left palm. If they can’t, press the backs of your hands together. After that, we’re going to lift our elbows a little higher and relax our shoulders down away from our ears. We’re going to take a few breaths and then repeat it. After a few minutes, we will be switching sides so that the left arm is the bottom one.”

As Dante held the pose, trying to fight Jason's power, his fingers twitched as they changed. He watched as his nails, which he only paid passing attention to grew slightly longer and gained a refined point. His trepidation grew when he noticed his fingers were slimming down, his palms adjusting and gaining the same womanly appeal his fingers were getting. The calluses that he had earned from years of fighting terrible monsters softened and some of them even disappeared. In seconds, his fingers had become dainty womanly hands with refined trimmed nails that matches Valerie's.

“C’mon let’s let it end there,” Dante muttered, but knew that it wouldn't.

Sadly for Dante, it continued up his arms, which slimmed down. His forearms thinned, maintaining the tightness that was there but gaining a slim elegance that wasn’t there before. His biceps softened slightly as the ball of muscles there got smaller, gaining a trimmed, yet slightly defined appearance that would have belonged to a woman that would have worked out regularly. As they brushed against each other, Dante noticed that there was still some hardness to them, which brought some relief to him.

“Small mercies there at least,” Dante muttered flippantly, wishing that he could put that fitness maniac in a chokehold to start, but still he wasn’t free enough to break out of the hold that he had been forced into.

“Alright everyone, for the next exercise move your feet so they are just a little wider than your shoulders,” Jason ordered gently as he adjusted his stance. “Turn your right toes out and align your front heel with the center of your back foot. We’re going to bend our right leg while keeping our left leg straight. Then we're going to lift our arms to our shoulders and extend them out. After that, we’re going to move our front knee out and make sure to put it at a 90-degree to stretch our groin and inner thigh. If your knee can’t reach that far, don’t worry; just go as far as you can without any pain, this is meant to be relaxing and fun after all. Now hold onto that spot because we’re going to hold this pose for 30 to 60 seconds, and then switch our legs,” Jason instructed.

“I feel like a dang dork,” Dante instructed as he followed the pose, his limbs shaking slightly as he continued to fight against them. He knew that if any of the others were to see him now, they would have gotten a laugh at his circumstances after they beat this loon up.

‘The last thing I want is to embarrass myself in front of him,’ Dante thought and then stopped for a moment at the oddity of the thought. There was a relaxed notion that came with the thought he knew wasn’t natural. He forced it aside and knew he had to act fast.

“Hey, a little help! Anyone!” Dante yelled. It galled him to call out for help, especially from normal people who had no right to be involved, but he had little choice. If he was going to get out of this then he would take any help that he could get. Most of the people ignored him and Dante concluded that Jason must have had a spell or something preventing them from noticing.

Dante looked at Valerie and called out to her. “C’mon Vergil I know you’re in there. You’re not going to let this chump really win, are you? You at least had your balls when you were serving Mundus!”

If Valerie heard him, she paid them no mind, which made Dante frown. It honestly hurt him a little to see what Jason had reduced his proud sibling into. He wasn’t sure if this hurt him more or when his brother decided to remain in the Demon World.

Dante's legs shuddered as the fat and muscle in them reshaped. Their transformation began with his feet, forcing Dante to put a little more effort into keeping his balance than he would have liked. The muscles in his calves trimmed as they tightened, but he could tell that they weren’t losing any of the power he had gained over the years, despite how much smaller they had gotten.

Unlike the rest of Dante's legs, his thighs swelled, gaining a curve that they didn’t have before. His eyes twitched as the fabric stretched against his legs as if someone was softly pulling and teasing him with them. They continued to get bigger, his privates getting slowly crushed between his developing slabs of meat, despite the slight softness they were getting. He tried to adjust himself so that he was a little more comfortable, but with how little free movement he had, there was nothing that he could do. His thighs finished growing when they became large seductive strong gams that could crush a melon with ease, just like Valerie's.

“Okay out of all the stuff that I have gone through this is higher up on the scale,” Dante muttered. It wasn’t painful, far from it, but becoming a woman certainly wasn’t something that he ever expected to happen to him. It almost made him wish that he was fighting Mundus again.

“Now then, the next thing we will do ladies is we’re going to go from the Warrior to the "Victorious" Warrior. Your right foot will be forward with a bent knee while your left leg is straight behind you with your foot flat on the floor. You'll be in a lunging position with your torso facing the left wall,” Jason instructed with a grin that emphasized his muscles. Reach outward with your right arm to angle the upper half of your body. Hold this position. Bring your left arm up and over until your arms are extended out creating a V-shape. By staying sideways with your arms reaching outward, you will automatically engage your entire core system to hold the pose. Breathe deeply; focus on the exhales to make holding this a lot easier before we repeat it,” Jason instructed.

As the class progressed, Dante was able to see his hardened abs diminish through the leotard. The leotard continued to snuggly hold his body as they disappeared. His face flushed as if someone was gently caressing and teasing him with how the fabric gently moved across his body. For a moment, he feared that he was gaining weight, but he could tell that wasn't the case, by the slight bounces he did, and how the cloth moved across his frame. His abs finally finished shrinking when his stomach was flatter than a board and looked like someone could have eaten off it without any problems.

“Jesus Christ,” Dante muttered, staring at his new gut in disgust. He looked at Jason again, wishing that he could fire bolts of fire from his hands or something just so he could deal with this tall hunky boy. Again he shook his head, trying to get those thoughts out of his head. “This is bull!”

The thoughts continued to assault Dante's mind as it began to run wild with fantasies. One such fantasy was Jason coming over and massaging his developing curves grew. Another of a naughty private lesson. It was shameful to admit but he was getting a little turned on by some of those fantasies.

“Now the next exercise that we are going to do is called the Reverse Warrior Pose. We’re going to start our stance just like this,” Jason demonstrated as he put his feet apart. “Lift both arms sideways, positioning them parallel to the ground, and bend your right knee. Turn your head to your right. As you settle, stretch your arms further out and make sure to hold that pose. Breathe in as you come up and repeat once you feel relaxed.”

The class followed Jason's instructions, much to Dante's disgust. It felt off moving his body like this. To try and force his frame to go against the magic felt like he was trying to fight against nature itself.

Dante groaned and watched his waist shrink in the mirror. Due to the tightness of his attire already he was easily able to watch the alteration happen to his midsection much to his horror. He winced as his diminishing waist added a noticeable flare to his hips and upper body that gave a vague image of an hourglass. His waist finished when he had a small slender waist that looked like it was half the size it was before and would have rivaled Trish’s and Lady’s. Dante gulped, knowing this was the kind of waist that would have garnered the attention of many. Hell if it was on someone else he would have shamelessly admired it as well.

As Dante held the pose, he winced as his face suddenly ached in pain that was immediately followed by a comforting warmth. It was almost as if Nero had slugged him in the face with how it suddenly throbbed. His cheeks burned as a light layer of sweat came over him. A hot stinging pain went through his eyes as if he had gotten soap in them, forcing him to close his eyes despite how much he tried not to. His jaw ached worse than when Nero had dropped kicked in the face when they had first met each other. He could faintly feel his lips swelling as his nose let out a low crunch. When the stinging in his eyes passed, Dante blinked as he opened his eyes and gasped when he saw his reflection.

Looking back at him wasn’t his face, but the face of his mother with his coloring. Dante couldn’t tell how long it had been since he had gotten to see his mother’s face and while this one was forced, with how close it was, it was easy for him to imagine that he was looking at his mother instead. If he could he would have traced it for himself. He noticed Jason admiring him and sucked on his new plush lips.

‘God damn why does he have to be so handsome,’ Dante thought angrily and then blanched again at the thought. The lustful thoughts he was having only got stronger as time passed, making him want to hurl that he was feeling that way at all. Even if they were studly hunks like him.

“Ga-!” Dante gasped as a sudden rough pulling happened between his legs which made him squeal and buck his hips. The sudden shock of it quickly passed and was immediately replaced by a gentle tug which was followed by a comforting arousal that made Dante’s equipment stood proudly. His member quickly deflated like a balloon losing its helium as his wang retreated into his body. Dante squirmed and mewled as the process became more enticing, more delicious with every second, feeling as if someone was giving him the best blowjob of his life.

“Uhhhh!” Dante moaned sensually as the tip of his sword entered his body, forming a new moist hole as juices appeared down there that wetted his leotard and tights.

Dante shook his head and tried to fight against the cloudy fog that had come over his head, but it was getting harder to resist. His body tingled, from his toes to the top of his head. He moved his fingers, but he could hardly feel them with how lightheaded he was now and struggled to keep his focus.

A light giggle rang in his ears and sloppy turned his head to see that Valerie was looking at him with a pleased condescending smirk that he wanted nothing more than to wipe off right now. If he could he would have flipped her off or kicked her.

Dante grimaced at the realization that he had left of his masculinity were his balls, which were trailing against his thighs, as if teasing him about what was happening. They reached the new hole that had formed between his legs and slowly, achingly, crawled in there as if they were struggling to get in it. They morphed into a pair of ovaries as they crawled their way through his body to their new position. Dante gasped as the last of his manhood entered his body, completing the change of her new reproductive system.

Dante's mind went completely blank as she struggled to process what just happened. She unconsciously brought her thicc thighs together and a small but pleasant warmth from them erupted that made her feel so much better than she had. Her breathing picked up and sucked and bit on her lips, wondering where she was, what she was doing, and even why her body was so hot in the first place.

A pair of strong hands wrapped around Dante's waist made her blink and brought her slightly out of her sudden gender change-induced high. The fog that clouded her mind parted ever so slightly, but it continued to impair her mentally as her thighs and crotch burned with lust. She turned her head and then blinked at how fast she turned. Dante leaned against whoever was cradling her as she looked at them and saw 3 Jasons holding her with charming smiles.

“Are you alright Diana?” Jason questioned gently.

Dante blinked and then stared at the man, focusing intently on his smile and his features. He was like a lighthouse in a fog that allowed her to think again. The name that he had said, nailed itself in her head as if she had been hit with a hammer, earning another groan from her.

“Diana,” Dante muttered as the name burned in her head, replacing her original name.

Diana shook her head as the confusion that clouded her mind vanished. She looked around the room, recalling where she was and what she had been doing. Her eyes went to Jason and her eyes lit up with recognition. She sensually licked her lips. All of the lustful thoughts that she had fought so hard against came at her now with the full force of Mundus behind them. She did nothing to stop them as she shimmied in place, imagining all of the fun that she could have with Jason if they began exploring each other's bodies.

Jason stepped away from her and continued to walk around the studio, examining the other students, much to Diana’s disappointment.

“Poo,” Diana muttered as she watched him leave, focusing on his wonderful ass as he walked around the room. She continued to hold the exercise as long as she could, waiting for him to say what the next exercise would be.

“Alright, girls now for our next exercise we're going to reach out as high as we can as if we are trying to touch the roof. Then we’re going to lean back as far as we can and stretch out our back and chest muscles. We’re going to slowly bend back until we form a bridge pose,” Jason announced.

Diana paid rapt attention to Jason as he stretched, her eyes locked onto his muscular arms and hard abs that were barely hidden behind that shirt. She licked her lips. Oh, she wanted to just rip that fabric off and run her hands over them, squeezing them all, but she restrained herself. She wasn’t going to let all of the other girls get a peek at the package that he was sporting and the muscles that he had in their entirety. As far as she was concerned the only one allowed to do so was her.

Jason went over to Valerie and saw her hold back a squeal as she adjusted her stance. She swayed from side to side and looked as if she was about to topple over, but Jason was able to easily catch her. Valerie shot him a grateful look and leaned a little further against him, making sure that her plump buttcheeks were pressed against his frame.

“Whoa careful there,” Jason said as he grabbed her hips and adjusted her stance so that she wouldn’t fall over.

“Oh silly me, guess even an expert like me can mess up from time to time still,” Valerie said, grinding her full round ass against his erect crotch.

‘That…that…that bitch!’ Diana thought. She knew her sister had to have messed up on purpose. There was no way that her sister who praised everything that was precise, balanced, and skilled would just stumble like that. The only way that would happen was because she meant to do it. ‘How dare she do exactly what I wanted to do before I did it!’

Diana hummed as she tried to think of what she should do on the next opportunity that came her way. There was no way that she was going to let her bitch of a sister get the upper hand on her. The only question was how she was going to do that. She looked around the room and pondered what would be the best way to get her revenge on her sibling and steal Jason’s attention so he focused solely on her. Diana's eyes landed on Valerie’s bust and frowned. She looked down at her flat chest and frowned at the painful reminder that she was flat as a pancake in boob size.

“Bullshit,” Diana muttered. It wasn’t fair! How could her sister be bigger than her when they were twins? It was a law against nature that she wound up stealing their mother’s rack for herself!

Diana sighed, lamenting her shitty luck. It wouldn’t do her any good to focus on her lucky sister. Besides there was a smoking sexy hunk in front of her that demanded her attention and she was more than willing to give it to him. She might lack in the tits and ass department, but that just meant she would have to make up for it in other ways and she had the skill and experience necessary to look sexy in any situation she faced.

Diana moved to follow Jason’s instructions and as she did, a warmth came over that was centered on her chest, but she focused on maintaining her pose. With how focused on Jason she was and how wild her mind was getting now, there was no reason to wonder why her heart had skipped a beat. It was making her loins heat up like a furnace and making her body sweat.

The heat in her body continued to build and seconds later, her pecs pushed against her top, making her moan. Diana looked down and gasped at the sight of her expanding boobs. She watched as small round orbs formed on her chest and became more defined as they grew. The weight of her growing honkers was vaguely noticeable to her, but it might as well have been like feathers falling on her body with how strong she was. Diana adjusted how she posed to better handle their size, even if they weighed like a feather to her. She looked at her sister and then down at her developing bust, and was pleased to see that the gap between them in terms of curves was diminishing.

“C’mon girls can’t let your mama's sister get the better of her like that,” Diana pleaded lustfully. She frowned at how slow and tedious her growth was, and wished that her girls would grow faster.

“C’mon girls can’t let your mama's sister get the better of her like that,” Diana pleaded lustfully as her growth slowed. She frowned at how slow her growth was and wished that her girls would grow faster, even when she could no longer view her feet. Her expanding cleavage was like a godsend and she couldn't help but bounce her chest ever so slightly as they grow. Every ripple from them made her giggle in glee. Her breast expansion stopped, much to Diana’s disappointment when her boobs became a large E-cup that would have put some melons to shame with how large and round they were.

Diana licked her lips, imagining all the fun that she would get out of these airbags later. She rolled her shoulders and was delighted by the rippling breast flesh that she had. God, she wanted nothing more than to keep watching her hooters jiggle and play with her knockers. The only thing that would have made it better would be if Jason would play with her tatas as he ravaged her.

Diana noticed Jason looking at her and made sure to thrust her chest out like a proud peacock. Her grin grew when she saw a hungry lust in her eyes. She looked at her sister and saw Valerie pout, and then adjusted her body to compensate, making sure to push her boobs out as she brushed her hair to the side. Jason’s attention shifted over to Valerie, who shot a proud smirk at Diana and then rewarded Jason with a tasteful look at her cleavage.

“So you want to play it like that huh?” Diana smirked. “If you want to play that game then I’m all for it.”

“Alright, the next exercise that we will be doing is the downward dog pose, a classic but a goldie for all of the stuff it does,” Jason announced. He showed it off to the class and all of the girls copied his movements.

Diana copied Jason, her eyes locked on him the whole time as he moved. She was tempted to just leap up and let herself be taken right here and now. Though she was sure that her sister wouldn’t let that go, she would be such a spoilsport if she couldn’t get in on the fun.

The same warmth that had racked Diana's body invaded her flat lower cheeks, earning another delightful groan from her. She grabbed the mat and purred as she could feel her lower cheeks expand. Her posterior pushed against the confines of her leotard and tights as they rose between her glutes, the fabric gently tracing her lower curve and making her mind envision someone slowly caressing them much to her glee. Suddenly strong hands caress her ballooning cheeks. She looked over her shoulder with a perverted grin and squealed at the sight of Jason adjusting her hips, kneading her buttcheeks as if he was a professional chef.

Diana wiggled her hips, savoring the extra bounce that was coming from her expanding rear end. She paid rapt attention to how the stretching fabric and leotard continued to dig deeper between her expanding rear end, tightening as it did. Gleeful mewls escaped her mouth, savoring the wonderful expansion that was happening down there. Diana moaned like a hungry wildebeest as she bounced her butt as best she could in her position. Every centimeter added to her expanding cheeks was like a divine blessing to her straight from the heavens. She gasped when Jason removed her hands from her rear end. Diana looked over at him, biting her lips, and saw he had a playful smile on his face as he continued to move around the room.

“Could have at least spanked me or something,” Diana commented, feeling as if she had been cheated out of a grand prize. It certainly didn’t help that her loins still felt like they were on fire, but she was sure that would be dealt with in time. If not by Jason then by her hand since she refused to let this needful heat go on. Though she was sure that he would love to help after class.

Diana looked at her gluteus maximus as its growth sadly slowed. She gently swayed her butt, shuddering slightly as the tight stretchy fabric tickled her rear end. It hardly jiggled at all despite its size. When it finally stopped, Diana looked, and immense was the first word that came to her mind. With how large it was, it would have been impossible for her to go anywhere without making it bounce, and knew she would have been able to suffocate a person with ease if she sat on their face. She looked over at Valerie and compared her butt to hers and noticed that it was just as impressive as her massive derriere.

“Guess we are twins,” Diana pouted.

Jason went to the front of the room again and smiled as he looked over at Diana and Valerie. His blood rushed down below. The two of them together were enough to raise the heat in the room alone and would have made a tub of water boil. It only served to make him all the more eager for everything that would happen after class.

“Alright, ladies that’s it!” Jason yelled. “Hope to see you all again tomorrow.”

The girls in the room groaned as they finally dropped the stance that they were told to. They packed their belongings and talked to each other.

Diana and Valerie stretched as the class emptied, their fellow students rolled up their mats and talked with one another, about what was happening in their lives. Some of them talked to Valerie and were curious about Diana. As time passed, more people the room, until only Jason, Diana, and Valerie were the only ones left in the room, Diana and Valerie swaggered over to him, standing next to each other. They giggled and moved their hips in unison.

“Booty bounce!” The twins cried cheerfully in unison and slammed their massive behinds against each other. The two giggled as they felt their cheeks sway side to side, savoring the feeling that they felt that made them horny.

It was a little tradition that they started up after attending Jason’s classes. They would always do it after class. It also gave Jason a little taste of how sexy they were compared to everyone else in the class. Sure, there might have been a few girls that had curvy bodies with ripe breasts and tight butts but compared to all of them they were unquestioningly the sexiest.

“Well then if you two are up for it why don’t we have another small lesson? I could show you a few more poses and maybe later we could grab a bite to eat,” Jason remarked.

“That sounds amazing,” Diana giggled as she moved closer, and pressed her body against Jason’s.

“I would love to have more of your instructions,” Valerie smiled sensually. “After all, practice makes perfect.”

They squealed as they felt his strong hands squeezing their massive butt cheeks. They rocked their hips in tune with his groping and pushed their butts against his hands. They couldn’t wait to show him some of the stretches that the two of them had in mind. Especially in the bedroom.