"I think it's Kylie now..." She pressed one of her newly dainty and long fingered hands to the side of her head. While the arousal that Kylie was feeling was overpowering her head still felt slow and there was a steady pressure at her temples.
"Not Kyla?" asked Sam.
"No," Kylie looked down at herself and began to tentatively run her hands over her new curves. "I feel more like a Kylie. What did you do to me?"
"Made you a girl, duh," Sam said.
"Not to mention made you hot!" Cassie said.
"And mature..." Crystal's voice sounded thick and Kylie saw her playing with the collar of her shirt.
"I get that..." Kylie wondered why she wasn't freaking out more. Instead the only involuntary thoughts she was having were of a sexual nature. She wanted to have her way with all of the girls, and preferably not one at a time. "But why? And how?"
"I can fill that in," said Rebecca. "You see..."