You pop on the head phones as Rainbow Road from Mario Kart 8 starts playing. You bob along with it, because this tune was super catchy, once you heard it, you couldn't stop dancing.. like when you did.. that livestream?
Unbeknownst to you, this customer "hooked up with" a gamer girl. As in the "look at my stripper titties while I play Battlefield or something" gamer girl.
You certainly had the stripper titties, as two DD breasts pushed out of your chest in a few big breaths.
The song changed to a score plucked from Call of Duty, as you sighed and fingered your (new) pussy to the image of that hunk you played with. Your now visible stomach flattened as your waist bowed in and the shirt you wore melted and morphed into a lacy, big nipple showing bra.
As you ran your hands down your hot midriff, the tune shifted to a song from a Dota 2 map, causing your newly plumped up lips to form a smile as your hair grew out long and shiny, dying itself blonde. Your body hair dissolved as a deep sunkissed tan spread across your body. Down south, your hips grew big and wide, as your ass cheeks began to inflate and push you off the chair.
As Splatoon 2's "Bomb Rush Blush" pounded in your ears, your legs grew long and your outfit from the waist down melted and morphed into a pair of five inch stilletos and an alluring silk thong.
Your nails gained deep pink polish, and the melted off clothing sloshed onto ypu, morphing into a boob hugging tube top with the NES controller layout printed on and a matching grey miniskirt.
As the song faded out, you snapped out of your trance and rubbed your baby blue eyes.
"Like, what just happened?" you asked while you made sure your cute pink lipstick was on.
Then you noticed the time.
"OH-EM-GEE! I'm like, late for my date!" You say as you grab your clutch handbag and run out, your new boobs bouncing along the way.
You had a stud to get to, there was no time for shopping.
Then you meet him...