Kyle turned his attention back to Jennifer. “As for Jennifer I dare you to become submissive to your two friends here and willing to undergo any changes they desire of you. Boob jobs, lip injections, weight gain, whatever they want.” Kyle raised his hands to hold off her retort. “But don’t worry. For your transformation, your body will be extremely pliant to change, even fake products or bogus treatments might work. No matter what you do to yourself, your body will be able to handle it and remain healthy and perfect.”
Jennifer felt a subtle change ripple through her body. Her curves seem to become slightly more tight and perky. Blemishes and scars faded from her skin. Her mind underwent a subtle turn. She was embarrassed by the way her friends obsessed over her body, but was unwilling to do anything about it.
“With that, I’m off to class. You girls enjoy yourselves.” Kyle called out over his shoulder.
“We should go too. We can’t sit here and play with Jenn’s boobs all day.” One friend said.
Jennifer gasped in shock as a pair of hand came from behind her and grabbed her breasts. The girl squirmed as the hands groped and jiggled her soft breasts, one bloated mound of tit flesh falling out of the inadequate shirt.
“One last squeeze for good luck.”
“L-let’s just go to class.” Jennifer stuttered as she tried to stuff her over-sized breasts back into her shirt.