I'll put links to the rest of my story in the comments. Summary so far: I'm an artist with a special gift: I can manipulate my girlfriend's body using a clay figure, which I made for an art project on sexuality. Last week I experimented with her breasts, and found that she accepts the change after orgasming. In my last entry I told you about my decision to give her much larger breasts and – just for fun – a cock.
I woke up the next morning with one arm curled up in front of me and the other thrown over Summer's waist. I nuzzled my face in her hair and breathed in her scent, just enjoying the moment. Then I opened my eyes to see the streak of blue by the pink in her hair and grinned. Oh yeah, this is going to be a good morning, I thought to myself.