The kiss goes on a lot longer than you would have expected, but the longer you kiss, the nicer and more natural it feels. A pleasantly warm sensation is buzzing about your breasts and nether regions, which are starting to feel a tad wet as well. Your stomach feels as if it’s full of a swarm of butterflies.
When Tony finally parts lips with you, you feel disappointed that the kiss had ended. It’s strange to feel this way, but kissing was undeniably a pleasant experience, even if you wished your newly feminized mind didn’t find it quite so appealing.
Actually, that might be a way to make things less awkward!
As Tony starts up the car to drive you home, you slip the light out, checking to make sure he’s not looking and angling the light so that he won’t see what you’re doing. You turn and lean down, as if pretending to check something on your phone.
“A little bit of blue light should get me thinking normally again,” you think to yourself before turning the light on.
However, you had forgotten that it was still set to pink!
The medium pink light washes over your head before you have a chance to stop it, and while it not being at the highest setting means the effects are slower, the longer it illuminates you, the more intense the feminization effects will become. You quickly shut it off, but by then, it’s too late. You already feel your mind having become even more female.
Suddenly, it seems far less weird to have enjoyed kissing Tony. In fact, you’d like to do a lot more of that. You idly toy with the idea of changing the light to blue and reversing your feminized mindset, but that doesn’t appeal as much to you any more. There’s still a flicker of doubt, but it’s being drowned out by the surge of feminine thoughts washing through your mind.
In fact, why not spice things up a little?
Still making sure Tony isn’t paying attention, you turn the light to a brighter pink and shine it on your chest. You stifle a moan as the sensual sensation of your breasts further expanding floods your mind, the feeling of the round, full mounds rubbing against your bra as it struggles to keep up with the increasing size.
Unfortunately, looking down at your progress also gave you an eyeful of the bright pink light, causing your mind to become even more feminine. By the time you shut off the light, your breasts are D cups at the very least, but probably closer to E. They weigh heavily from your chest, and your newly feminine mind longs for Tony to reach over and stroke them, maybe give them a gentle squeeze.
When Tony finally stops the car, your hormones are raging, and your very female mind wants him quite badly. He turns to say something to you before the date has to end, only to find you climbing over onto him, pressing your breasts against his chest, sitting on his suddenly very erect member, and planting a big kiss on his lips.
You idly think that if this goes further, well… At least you’re both eighteen. Maybe this will be the start of something more together.