“Jenny! You there?” Came a yell from the front door. Even though Jenny could not see her visitor, she knew it was her best friend Mary. Mary and Jenny had been best friends since elementary school. Throughout high school they had stuck together, in part because neither of them were the most attractive girl in school. Or something like that. Since the strawberry scented shower Jenny had been having a hard time separating her past from what seemed to rapidly be becoming her “new” past. The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like she had been Mary’s friend despite the fact that Mary was so homely looking whereas Jenny was a drop dead bombshell.
Jenny was a little conflicted. In part she wanted to warn Mary, to get her away from whatever was happening to her in this apartment. Another part of her desperately wanted to get Mary’s help. And a smaller, but growing, part of her hoped that the power that had turned her body into this raven haired vixen would work its magic on her friend.
Taking a deep breath Jenny decided that she wanted to see what would happen if someone else stepped foot into the apartment. As she walked towards the door, she wondered how Mary would respond to her recently changed body, or her state of near total nudity for that matter. Rounding the corner Jenny caught a glimpse of friend. Mary was a short woman, maybe a little over five feet tall, with barely anything to speak of in the way of breasts or hips. Her red hair was kept in two braids that fell down to her shoulders. Mary’s face was, well plain, with no features that would anyone to take a second look. In fact, the most noticeable feature of her face was her awkwardly shaped glasses frames.
To Jenny’s surprise, and perhaps a little bit of disappointment, Mary did not seem to think there was anything odd about Jenny’s new appearance at all. “How is the new apartment Jenny?” The mousy red head asked her friend. Jenny responded, “It is nice, but…well a little weird. Why don’t you come in and check it out Mary?”
As Mary stepped over the threshold Jenny could smell the strawberry aroma that she first noticed during her shower. Looking back at her friend Jenny noticed that Mary was starting to change. First, her red hair was growing, fast. While somehow staying in the tight braids the hair grew down Mary’s back, slowing as it approached her ass, finally stopping its descent once it reached her thighs. As it grew, Mary’s hair became a bright red. While her hair was getting longer, Mary was getting taller, she grew until she reached was six feet tall. As drastic as these changes were, more were still in store. Mary’s smile grew brighter and whiter as her dull eyes became a bright green. Her face gradually changed until it became so beautiful that that it rivaled even Jenny’s new visage. A slight gasp slipped out of Jenny’s mouth as she watched her friend’s clothes get tighter as Mary’s practically nonexistent breasts swelled to DD size and her waist and hips grew to give the former book worm a perfect “hourglass” figure. Once Mary’s body had stopped changing it was time for her clothes. The long dress she had been wearing as she stepped into the apartment morphed into a pair of black leather pants that looked so tight Jenny wondered how Mary would get in and out of them. And part of her was really hoping that she would be able to figure that out soon. Mary’s baggy hooded sweatshirt changed into a silk corset that somehow managed to make her cleavage seem even more impressive. As a final touch, Mary’s bulky glasses suddenly broke at the hinges and fell to the ground.
As she stood in front of this red headed minx Jenny noticed that her old memories of the plain version of Mary were fading from her head, leaving in their place new memories of her friend. Memories of scantily clad slumber parties and adventures with oversized double dildos. “Mary,” Jenny said as she licked her lips, “I am so glad you came to check out my new apartment…and to help break in the new bedroom…”
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