You continued waiting for the right moment, Gwen texting the day away until she opened her mouth for a wide yawn. Seeing your chances, you darted right for her mouth, this new form perfect for slithering at high speeds. Before the poor girl could even notice, she had half of your body down her throat. She would pull at your tail, beginning to choke as your latex form would become sticky and warm inside of her body. Squirming out of her grasp, you would fit your entire self down her throat and slithered further down. The heat would continue to cause your form to melt, the material covering her body from the inside as red organical material be ame black. Your eye sight would slow darken as you felt your form fading. When all was black, you could still feel yourself land in her stomach, your form still too big for her small stomach as it stretched. It wouldn't be long until you felt yourself spreading upwards. A wonderful derful feeling as you passed her heart, every beat like heaven, then her arms, that would gently rub at her new breasts, until finally you spread across the top most organ. Seeping into her felt effortless as her own thoughts, panic and jumbled, would go quiet as you took control.
Sound and sight would return, the music from before still coming from the speakers of her computer. You opened your eyes and looked down at Gwen's stomach. The late that remained was still evident, making her have a slight baby bump. Using your new pale hands, your rubbed the bulge before pushing down, sending the rest of your latest material into her waist down. Moaning in her high pitched voice, you would get tlg allow your new hands to explore your body. Beneath all of this lied the petite body of the school goth, now you! So many things you could do with this body, but the hunger would return as you would just be getting started on that precious cherry of hers.
Opening your mouth would reveal a pool of latex, making feeding all the more easier. Ripping off her clothes, you forced them all inside of your mouth with very little hassle. As they touched the late, they would merge with the material and send more of that delicious latex into your system. After the clothes, you would work on things around her room. The CDs lying about, the pillows on her bed, anything would be free game. You ate and ate and yet the hunger would never fade. Her stomach would bloat with material every so often before dispensing it across her form. You eventually learned how to swallow bigger objects by forcing latex out of your mouth. Once the bed was gone, the entire room was mostly empty, only posters on the wall. Looking at your distended belly, you would look at your form in the mirror on the closet before shaking your head. "Gwen, I think it's time we got you a makeover."
Rubbing your pale hands across your stomach, you focused some material into your chest, pooling it as she shared it into the perfect pair of breasts, bouncing with every movement. After posing a few times, you would continue molding the excess latex into your ass, making it just as big as your chest until you were happy. "A nice body." A quick swipe of your hands to your lips as they filled out to become plump. "Lips to die for." Finally, the latex would fill your face with markings similar to make up. It would paint make up on your face, permanently staining it as you would lick your new blackened lips. "And a pretty face. But one last thing." You would shift the latest in her throat around as you made an "Aaaaah" sound until it sounded sultry, something that would catch anyone's attention. "No we're ready to have some fun."
Looking over at her now barren closet, you felt a bit guilty for going overboard. Thinking to yourself, you would shoot out some latex at the remaining posters, morphing around until they became a fishnet top and bottom, long with a torn black skirt and t shirt with a band logo on it. Sliding them on with little hassle, you walked out into the streets, swaying your hips with every step. Your womanhood quivered with anticipation. Maybe you could find a Nick cock for it, maybe even something else.