Meanwhile, two rowdy teens were riding towards the beach where it began.
"Come on Kyle, we've only got a couple minutes 'til the tide goes out!" Jackson yelled, flipping his messy blonde hair back over his left blue eye.
"Dude, I'm going!" the pale blonde dude with a tan and seafoam colored eyes called back.
The two stopped at the beach and took the surfboards out of their carrying bag.
"Alright, let's catch some- of that...." Kyle said while he ducked down.
"What are you... oh... ohhhhhh...." Jackson grinned.
The whole beach was covered in total babes! Their cup sizes were C56 at the smallest and F42 at largest. Their asses were either smaller, bigger, or the same size as their racks, some were thin and slender, some definitely worked out, but most of them were "thicc as fuck".
"Dude, where'd all these babes come from?" Kyle asked.
"Don't know, all I know is that I'm gettin' some footage..." Jackson smiled as he turned on his go-pro.
"AHEM." a voice said from behind.
The two turned around to stare down a lifeguard. She was 6'5, a foot taller than the fifteen year old slackers. Her breasts were firm D cups, her sculpted abs and legs on display thanks to her form fitting one piece bathing suit.
Kyle blushed in embarrassment, apologizing "Oh sorry we weren't gonna-"
"Dude, let me handle this." Jackson interrupted, smiling at the life guard with a "Hey baby, what's up?"
The two hit the floor of the men's changing area and showers hard.
"That's what's up, you perverts." the lifeguard scowled.
"Look, we're sorry alright...." Kyle pleaded.
"You will be." two voice said from behind.
Jamie clung to the lifeguard's arm and planted a kiss on her cheek; enlightening the beach's bartender and his patrons was a brilliant idea. She chuckled in delight as her friends got to work; Monique pinned down Kyle, Kizzie pinned down Jackson, and they both smooched the peeping toms on the lips.
"I'm confused... aren't you suppo- MMMM?" Kyle said as the puprle lipstick turned into clear lipgloss and he found himself unable to talk.
"Dude, why are you... HMMPH?!" Jackson cried as the lipstick on his lips turned seafoam green and his mouth sealed shut, too.
The black sisters grinned as they toyed with the changing surfers. They rubbed the guys' lips as they puffed up to a very pretty pout. Kyle laid there confused as his hair grew longer, shiner, and gained more volume. Meanwhile Jackson's hair shifted within the roots on his scalp, endimg with a platinum blonde , feminine bob. Suddenly, a pain came over their faces as they scrunched and warped.
They opened their eyes back up to see that they looked like girls from the neck up. They still couldn't talk though.
"Damn girls, you're looking gorgeous!" Monique smiled.
"And it's getting even better, look at this." Kizzie grined.
The black girls groped the chests of the surfers as their pecs began to push out and soften up.
"Awwww yeah, gimme them tiddies." Kizzie grined as Jacksons chest ballooned out to a set of large C cups.
"Geez sis, I've got the bigger rack again!" Monique purred as she clutched Kyle's tender D cups. The turning guys let out soft moans as their delicate nipples were pinched.
The change spread across their bodies. Kyle's arms became slender and delicate while Jackson's muscle leaned down to a sort of "lady fitness instructor" tone, same with the surfers' legs. Their waists narrowed as their hips widened. Suddenly their backs arched and their buttocks swelled up. While Jackson's booty was firm, Kyle's was big, soft and pillowy. Their dicks retracted as the sisters got off them.
"We'll let you two little lovebirds have some private time." Jamie smiled as the quartet walked away.
The surfers thought the same confused thing 'Lovebirds? What did she... uh?'
When their eyes locked something clicked inside their heads and they leaned into eachother with pursed lips.
Jackson tried to shake away with a desperate thought 'Wait, I can't do this! Kylie's just this sweet, cute girl and my best friend, she can't possibly... what am I talking about?!'
'Why am I so flustered about this? Jackie's a cool girl, her parents will understand. Plus she's so dreamy... no! I'm not a lesbian! I'm not even a girl!' Kyle struggled in his head.
None of it mattered in the end: their lips locked as the change was sealed.
Kylie's board shorts and tank top morphed into a strapless bluish-green bikini that showed off her clevage and bikini briefs under a long see-through skirt with soft pink flip flops. Jackie's shorts morphed into swim trunks, and the fabric of her dark blue body glove top tightened to hug her abs and boobs.
With a couple of blinks the surfers giggled out loud, playfully rubbing eachother's pussies.
"Come on, let's get some surf!" Kylie chirped as she bounced around excited.
"Well, here's the thing..." Jackie said before whispering "swiggty swooty, I'm coming for that booty."
"You have to catch me first!" Kylie said as she ran out with her seafoam green and white surfboard. Jackie followed her in with her navy blue board.
While all of this was going down...