The ink dries into its magical gold color and Jenny begins to change. Well her clothes do as her pink plaid dress morphs into an undone dark red plaid flannel with rolled up sleeves and a white t shirt underneath. A pair of beat up jeans appears next as her tights shrink down into socks and brown hiking boots appear on her feet. But her body is still as feminine as ever.
"What gives? You said you were straight." Jenny asks checking out her new duds. "I am. I don't know what... wait look!" I point to Jenny's chest as her jugs shrink until they disappear. I try to get her attention but her face is deadpan as her body morphs into my dream guy. She grows taller, about 6'5", as her shoulders and chest get wider and layered with muscle. Her ass gets much smaller, but stays nice and juicy, as her legs grow thick and muscular. While she/he is distracted, I lift up their shirt to get a good look at the pumping abs and pecs growing on them. The waist remains narrow and a strong v is present. "Ooo, I got a big and strong one. Thanks book." As I hold the shirt up, I notice some growth below the belt as his equipment starts to come in. And it comes in nicely as even in his loose jeans I can tell he's packing some serious artillery. Little hairs sprout out from under his belt and travel up his stomach and to his chest as is spreads all over his body. Long hairs appear on his arms and a nice shadow comes in on his face. But his hair doesn't all grow: what was Jenny's long brown hair has shortened to a shoulder length, wavy, thick mane. "That's alot of hair. But I like."
I drop his shirt and give him some space to wake up from his transformation. He snaps awake and shakes his head. He looks around the mall suspiciously before looking at me. I laugh and hold his hand. "You have a pretty smile, Johnny." He calms down a little and kisses my forehead. "Thanks babe" he says but it still looks like something is bothering him.
We walk through the semi-crowded mall for a little bit before stopping to sit down for a minute at a bench near an exit. Tons of girls pass by us, obviously knocked out by my man's devilish good looks, but he pays them no mind as he holds my hand and whispers sweet nothings into my ear. What does he say? None of your business, but it was some good material because he has me melted like butter.
Everything iss great until Johnny gets up to get us some sodas. A group of stags walk by our bench and see me sitting by myself. So naturally they come over to try to get my attention.
"Hey girl, where have you been all my life?"
"Yo baby, saving that seat for me?"
"Damn girlie. Yous'a real knockout, for sure."
"Let me get your digits right quick."
You know, real gentleman-like. I tell them I have boyfriend but they do not let up. They just crowd around me trying to holler at me. I almost use the book on them before I spott Johnny heading this way. The look on his face is deadly to say the least. He dashes over faster than I have ever seen a person move and shoves his way through the thugs to reach me. Ignoring their shouting for a moment, he turns to me, his eyes locked on the floor. He's breathing very heavily. "Megan are you alright?" What's wrong with him?
I try to calm him down by rubbing his arms. "I'm fine baby. Let's just go. These guys don't mean anything." But he turns around to face the waiting assholes. "She told you to leave her alone."
"Yeah well we just wanted to keep her company and be friendly."
"Yeah, REAL friendly." The guys hoot and holler and high five each other. But Johnny stays frigid. I can feel his body warm up from behind him. "I am gonna tear you guys apart." His voice sounds deeper than before and way more grisly. What is going on with him?
I try to pull Johnny away from these guys but won't move. His skin is hot to the touch. "Johnny come on let's just go."
The leader of the little band of bro's steps forward. "You better listen to the the girl, 'Johnny'. There are a lot more of us than there are of you."